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The  Argonaut. 


Vol.  XXXV.       No.  i. 


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San  Francisco,  July    2,    1894. 


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TABLE    OF    CONTENTS. 

Editorial:  The  Assassination  of  President  Caniot— A  Blow  at  Organ- 
ized Society — How  Anarchy  must  be  Suppressed — The  Nomi nations 
of  the  Republican  State  Convention — New  Names  on  the  Ticket — 
Why  It  will  Carry  the  State — The  Tenement-House  Investigation  in 
New  York — Shockingly  Inhumane  Conditions — The  Problems  Pre- 
sented— The  Republican  Platform  on  Immigration  and  Naturalization 
— Why  the  Foreign-Born  Citizen  is  not  a  Good  Citizen — His  Un- 
American  Ways  of  Thought — The  Occupations  Open  to  Women — 
Their  Encroachments    on    Man's   Sphere  —  Making   New    Fields   for 

Themselves 1-3 

The  Escape  of  C'ranuai.l:  An   Incident  that  Young  Paddock  did  not 

Report  to  his  Paper.     By  Afra  Yorke 4 

Old    Favorites:    "In  the  Catacombs,"  by  H.  H.  Ballard;   "Je  Suis 

Americain  " 4 

Si&VL  Sandersu.n  :  The  Californian  Prima  Donna  Succeeds  in  a  Role 
which  Invites  Comparisons — She  Sings  Juliette  at  the  Opera — What 
the  Press  and  Public  Said  of  "Thais" — Her  Voice  Filled  the  House — 
Her  Personal  Popularity — Peculiarities  of  Parisian  Taste — She  is 
Offered   an    American    Tour — Her    Status    Compared    with   That   of 

Emma  Eames — Her  Dramatic  Ability— Her  Private  Life 5 

Individualities:  Notes  about  Prominent  People  all  Over  the  World 5 

Recollections  of  London  :  Anecdotes  from  Mrs.  Newton  Crosland's 
"  Landmarks  of  a  Literary  Life  " — Tales  of  Waterloo,  Social  Sketches, 

and  Notes  on  Famous  People 7 

Bills  of  the  Bridal:  "'  Flaneur"  discusses  the  Cost  of  Trousseaux  for 
June  Weddings — Young  Crccsus's  Five-Thousand-Dollar  Outfit — Eight 
Complete  Suits,  Nineteen  Pairs  of  Trousers,  Five  Dozen  Shirts — 
Other  Interesting  Items  and  their  Cost — How  a  Head-Salesman  Spends 
Five  Hundred  Dollars — Miss  Croesus's  Ten-Thousand-Dollar  Trous- 
seau— Some  of  her  Many  Gowns — Dreams  in  Lingerie 7 

Literary  Notes  :  Personal  and  Miscellaneous  Gossip — New  Publications.  8 
Vanity  Fair:  Fashionable  Interest  in  Sporting  Events  in  America — 
Bernhariit's  Aversion  to  Diamond  Ear-Rings — The  Society  Woman — 
Slang  and  Vulgarity  in  Fashionable  Speech — Silk  the  Sign  of  Station 
— Luxurious  Bath-Rooms  in  New  York  Mansions — Fashion  and  In- 
tellect as  Table  Companions 9 

Tennis  Verse:  "The  Tennis  Queen";  "Ye  Tennis  Mayde,"  by  Kate 
Masterson  ;  "  A  Timely  Rhyme  "  ;  "The  Modern  Phyllis,"  by  Flavel 

Scott  Mines 10 

Society:    Movements  and  Whereabouts — Notes  and  Gossip — Army  and 

Navy  News 10-11 

About  the   Women n 

Pygmalion  and  Galatea 12 

The  Tuneful  Liar:  "A  Character,"  "Both  Ways,"  "Some  More."  "A 

Succinct  Account,"  "  Pointers  for  Killers,"  "  It's  in  the  Air  " 12 

Misfit  Correspondence: 12 

Storyettes:  Grave  and  Gay,  Epigrammatic  and  Otherwise — The  Con- 
traband and  the  Stay-at-Home — How  Hugo  Voted — A  Lawyer's  Dra- 
matic Trick— Professor  Royce's  Precocious  Child — What  Lawyer 
Mason  Wanted — Michael  Angelo's  Witty  Criticism — Wherein  he  Re- 
sembled Webster— An  Impartial  Judge — Blackstone's  Foolishness 
—Napier  and  Sir  Richard  Burton — The  Emperor  Paul's  Independent 

Minister — He  Missed  His  Effect — A  Tale  from  the  Penitentiary 13 

Drama:  The  Harridan  Company  in  "The  Mulligan  Guards'  Ball." 14 

Stage  Gossip 15 

The  Alleged  Humorists:  Paragraphs  Ground  out  by  the  Dismal  Wits 
of  the  Day 16 


Csesare  Santo,  when  he  drove  his  dagger  into  the  breast 
of  the  President  of  the  French  Republic,  dealt  a  blow  to 
anarchy  from  which  it  will  not  recover.  The  attention  of 
civilization,  unbefogged  by  any  element  of  sympathy,  has 
been  concentrated  upon  the  methods  and  purposes  of  the 
anarchists.  The  assassination  of  President  Carnot  has  a 
significance  that  extends  throughout  the  civilized  world. 
There  has  been  some  attempt  to  compare  it  with  the  assassina- 
tions of  Lincoln  and  of  Garfield  in  this  country,  and  of 
Alexander  the  Second  in  Russia  ;  but  the  points  of  similarity 
are  wholly  superficial.  Alexander  was  the  absolute,  auto- 
cratic ruler  of  a  people  of  low  civilization  ;  whether 
or  not  his  was  the  best  form  of  government  possible  in 
Russia,  it  was  repugnant  to  modern  ideas.  The  nihilists 
were  fighting  against  a  government  that  would  be  intolerable 
to  the  citizens  of  any  of  the   Western  nations,  arid  the  vio- 


lence of  their  method  was  condoned  through  sympathy  for 
their  condition.  Booth's  crime  was  inspired  by  the  bitterness 
and  hatred  born  of  a  civil  conflict ;  Guiteau  was  a  crank, 
maddened  by  disappointed  hopes.  Beyond  the  boundaries 
of  the  states  affected  there  was  felt  the  natural  sympathy  of 
humanity,  but  the  other  nations  looked  on  as  spectators 
merely.  In  all  three  the  inierests  involved  were  purely 
local 

In  striking  down  the  French  President,  Santo  has  ar- 
rayed himself  against  the  civilized  world.  Every-  nation, 
every-  individual  who  has  an  interest  in  organized  and 
orderly  government,  is  a  participant  in  this  great  tragedy. 
It  was  not  a  protest  against  an  oppressive  government : 
President  Carnot  was  a  representative  of  the  sovereignty  of 
the  people,  not  of  the  dominance  of  royalty.  It  was  not  an 
attempt  to  remove  a  hated  and  despotic  ruler :  he  was  a 
mild  and  enlightened  man,  a  wise  and  just  ruler  ;  he  was 
beloved  of  his  countrymen  and  respected  by  alL  More- 
over, he  was  shortly  to  lay  down  the  cares  and  responsibili- 
ties of  office  and  retire  once  more  to  private  life.  In  select- 
ing him  for  a  victim,  the  protest  against  all  government  was 
made  in  its  most  emphatic  form. 

It  is  this  widespread  significance  that  makes  the  assassina- 
tion of  Carnot  so  much  more  serious  than  the  deaths  of  the 
less  prominent  victims  of  Ravachol,  Yaillant,  and  Henri. 
The  details  of  their  crimes  were  more  horrible,  and  their 
brutal  fanaticism  is  no  less  repulsive  than  is  Santo's.  But 
the  true  significance  of  their  crimes  was  not  forced  home 
personally  to  each  individual  as  it  is  in  this  case.  It  is  true 
that  the  French  President's  prominent  position  makes  his 
death  seem  nearer  and  more  real  than  those  of  private  individ- 
uals, but  this  is  again  a  superficial  feature.  It  is  in  what  he 
represented,  rather  than  in  his  personality  or  his  prominence, 
that  earner's  death  becomes  a  universal  calamity. 

The  first  and  natural,  though  perhaps  savage,  sentiment  is 
a  desire  for  revenge.  In  the  first  shock,  the  anger  of  the  mob 
that  sought  to  tear  the  assassin  limb  from  limb  finds  sympathy. 
Yet,  in  its  lesson,  mob  violence  would  have  been  almost  as 
bad  as  the  assassination  itself.  It  would  have  been  anarchy 
pitted  against  anarchy.  The  act  of  Santo  would  have  been, 
to  a  certain  extent,  justified  by  the  act  of  the  mob.  His 
offense  was  aimed  at  the  organization  of  society,  and  it  is 
only  through  the  machinery  of  organized  society  that  the 
punishment  should  come.  Anarchy  must  be  confronted  and 
subdued  by  the  authority  of  the  law  if  it  is  to  be  overcome 
at  alL 

We  have  been  accustomed  to  find  a  sense  of  security  in 
the  fact  that  this  country  does  not  offer  conditions  favorable 
to  the  growth  of  anarchy.  The  frenzied  hatred  against  un- 
offending Italians  that  has  broken  out  in  France  proves  how 
favorable  the  conditions  are  there  among  the  ignorant 
classes.  Free  speech  and  free  institutions  in  this  country 
are  supposed  to  offer  an  effective  safety-valve  ;  the  calm 
reason  of  the  dominant  elements  of  the  population  is  ex- 
pected to  reject  the  visionary  fulminations  of  anarchy.  The 
confidence  is  not  justified,  though  the  facts  are  correct. 
Anarchy  acts  through  the  individual  and  not  through  the 
mob  ;  it  requires  insane  enthusiasm,  not  numbers.  One  de- 
termined anarchist  can  accomplish  what  would  be  impossible 
to  a  revolutionary  army.  Our  ports  are  open  to  the  anarch- 
ists of  the  world  ;  they  do  not  need  to  make  converts  from 
among  us  ;  they  may  make  their  homes  here,  and  mature 
their  plans  for  the  destruction  of  society,  free  from  the 
dangers  that  would  beset  them  in  any  of  the  countries  of 
Europe.  The  attack  upon  Carnot  proves  that  democratic 
institutions  are  no  safeguard.  On  the  contrary-,  the  em- 
phasis which  an  attack  upon  a  liberal  government  lends  to 
their  demands  renders  such  institutions  a  shining  mark  for 
their  assaults. 

The  liberty  of  speech  which  we  guard  so  zealously  is  for 
the  sober-minded  Anglo-Saxon.  When  granted  without  re- 
striction to  these  insane  enthusiasts,  it  is  a  source  of  danger. 
Their  emotions  are  far  more  powerful  than  their  reason  ; 
they  listen  to  incendiary  speeches,  they  read  incendiary-  utter- 
ances in  the  organs  of  anarchy,  they  compare  the  hardships 
that  poverty  and  ignorance  compel  them  to  endure  with  the 


rose-tinted  pictures  of  ease  and  luxury  that  anarchy  holds  up 
to  them,  and  their  minds  are  fired.  They  are  tilled  with  the 
spirit  of  martyrs,  and,  in  the  name  of  humanity  and  prog- 
ress, they  commit  crimes  that  make  the  whole  world  shud- 
der. Herr  Most,  under  the  protection  of  the  law,  discourses 
scientifically  upon  assassination,  advising  as  to  the  methods 
to  be  used  and  the  weapons  to  be  employed.  The  freedom 
of  speech  that  is  intended  to  preserve  the  integrity  of  our  in- 
stitutions is  perverted  into  a  means  for  their  destruction. 

Two  things  must  be  done.  Freedom  of  speech  must  be 
distinguished  from  license.  Incitement  to  murder  and  assas- 
sination must  be  punished  ;  it  is  more  dangerous  to  society 
than  is  the  crime  itself,  and  its  punishment  should  be  as 
severe.  It  may  be  true  that  for  every-  anarchist  that  is 
killed  another  springs  up,  but  there  is  consolation  in  the 
knowledge  that  the  supply  of  the  material  of  which  anar- 
chists are  made  is  being  exhausted.  If  the  government  has 
not  the  power  to  suppress  these  breeders  of  crime  and  vio- 
lence, it  should  be  given  that  power  ;  if  there  are  no  laws  to 
cover  such  cases,  proper  laws  should  be  enacted.  Further, 
the  international  organization  of  the  anarchists  should  be 
met  by  international  organization  for  their  suppression.  The 
time  has  come  when  one  or  the  other  of  the  antagonistic 
forces — law  and  anarchy — must  be  crushed. 

The  Republican  State  Convention  of  California  completed 
its  labors  by  the  nomination  of  a  ticket  unexceptionable  in 
every  respect,  from  the  candidate  for  governor  down  to  the 
last  name  on  the  list.  The  proof  of  this  assertion  is  to  be 
found  in  the  fact  that  all  the  Democratic  press  has  found  thus 
far  to  say  against  the  Republican  nominees  is  that  they  can  not 
be  elected,  which  assertion,  manifestly,  can  not  be  tested  until 
November.  It  is  amusing  to  listen  to  the  comments  made  im- 
mediately upon  the  adjournment  of  a  convention.  Those  who 
take  exceptions  to  the  action  of  their  own  party  convention 
may  be  divided,  roughly,  into  two  classes,  one  consisting  of 
those  who  worked  in  the  convention  for  certain  defeated  candi- 
dates, and  the  other  of  those  who,  without  any  personal  in- 
terest in  the  result,  had  determined  in  their  own  minds  what 
the  convention  would  and  must  do,  and  are  chagrined  be- 
cause something  else  was  done.  The  second  class,  to  tell  the 
truth,  remain  irreconcilable  longer  than  the  first,  because 
their  vanity  is  hurt  and  their  prescience  wounded,  and  it  takes 
a  long  time  for  the  sting  to  heal.  It  usually  does,  however, 
before  election  day. 

There  is  no  necessity  for  publishing  biographical  sketches 
of  the  candidates  in  this  column.  Those  who  are  well 
known,  like  Morris  M.  Estee,  L.  H.  Brown,  F.  W.  Hen- 
shaw,  and  others  on  the  ticket,  are  very  well  known,  while 
the  new  men  will  be  well  and  favorably  known  long  before 
the  campaign  is  over.  The  number  of  new  names  on  the 
ticket — that  is,  names  of  men  who  have  not  been  known  in 
State  politics — marks  a  new  departure,  and  an  excellent  one. 
The  captain  of  the  ship  should  be,  as  he  is  in  this  case,  a 
veteran,  but  the  crew  need  not  be.  New  blood  is  a  good 
thing  in  politics,  and  the  fact  that  so  many  unheralded  and 
comparatively  unknown  men  were  put  on  the  ticket  is  a  com- 
plete refutation  of  the  charge  of  the  dominant  influence  of  a 
slate.  When  there  is  a  slate,  the  nominees  are  men  who 
have  performed  political  services  in  the  past  and  are  ready 
to  do  other  work  in  the  future.  Ww  nun  are  never  slate 
nominees. 

All  this  discussion,  however,  is  vain  and  idle.     The  people 
of  California  will  elect   the   Republican  ticket   this  fall. 
because  it  is  ht-aded  by   Morris  M.   Estee,   not   because  it 
embrace^  men  qualified   in   every    way    for   the   positio; 
which  •:  en  nominated — though   this  adds  strength 

to  the  tit   1  ' —  ^it  Jiccause  the  nominees  were   the  choice  of 
eight  hunJred  and- fifty   representative   Republic, 
no    man    master   and    submitting  to  no  man's   dictation  or 
,'ion,  md  because  California   is  sick,  tired,  and  dis- 
uith  the  Democratic  party  and  its  ways  and  dv\  i 
It  is  not  a  "yellow  dog  year."  as  political  jargon  has   it,  but 
it  is  a  year  when  the  people  of  California  will  do  everything 
in  their  power  to  lay  the  foundation  for  a   sv 
lion  of  a  full 


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THE        ARGONAUT. 


July  2,  1S94. 


Republican  congressmen,   and  a  Republican  legislature,  in 
order  to  secure  a  Republican  as  United  States  Senator. 

If  any  State  in  the  Union  has  had  enough  of  Democracy 
it  is  California.  Every  one  of  our  special  interests — 
whether  new-born,  half-grown,  or  adult — has  been  crippled, 
or  will  be  if  the  Wilson  bill  becomes  a  law.  Had  the 
Democratic  party  in  Congress  undertaken  deliberately  to  in- 
jure California,  it  could  not  have  proceeded  on  more  drastic 
lines,  or  accomplished  the  work  of  ruin  more  effectually  than 
has  been  done  by  the  proposed  and  pending  tariff  bill. 
Yet  the  California  Democrats  are  insisting  that  the  Repub- 
lican ticket  can  not  be  elected  in  November  because  some 
Republicans  are  not  wholly  satisfied  with  some  of  the  party 
nominations.  It  is  never  hard  for  people  to  believe  what 
the)'  want  to  believe  ;  but  there  ought  to  a  substratum  of 
reason  and  common  sense  below  a  fixed  belief,  otherwise 
the  whole  superstructure  may  come  down  with  a  crash.  It 
is  the  people  who  do  the  voting,  not  the  politicians,  and  un- 
less California  has  become  bereft  of  all  sense,  all  knowledge 
of  its  own  interests,  all  desire  for  success  and  prosperity,  it 
will  give  the  Republican  ticket  the  greatest  plurality  ever 
known  in  the  history  of  the  State.  It  is  the  duty  of  every 
good  citizen  to  try  to  defeat  any  nominee  whom  he 
knows  to  be  dishonest  or  incapable,  no  matter  whether 
he  be  on  one  ticket  or  another,  but  in  the  case  of  Re- 
publican nominees  on  the  State  ticket,  not  a  single  one  is 
open  to  even  the  insinuation  of  incapacity  or  dishonesty. 
There  is,  therefore,  no  good  or  sufficient  reason  why  the 
ticket  should  not  receive  the  hearty  and  earnest  support  of 
the  whole  Republican  party  of  California,  and  to  this  will 
certainly  be  added  the  votes  of  very  many  independent 
voters — Democrats  by  tradition  or  education,  who  have  had 
enough,  and  more  than  enough,  of  Cleveland  and  his  party, 
and  who  will  set  the  seal  of  their  condemnation  on  the 
vicious  policy  of  the  Democratic  party  by  voting  the  Repub- 
lican ticket. 

People  in  San  Francisco  can  afford  to  read  with  philosophy 
the  evidence  that  is  now  being  taken  before  Mr.  Richard 
Watson  Gilder's  committee  on  the  tenement-house  system  in 
New  York,  though  the  details  are  shocking  to  persons  of 
humane  instincts  everywhere.  It  appears  that  the  small 
tenement-houses  contain,  on  an  average,  seven  and  a  half 
families  each,  and  that  each  family  contains  four  and  a  half 
persons,  adults  and  children  ;  so  that  each  dwelling  is  the 
home  of  thirty-three  persons,  who  must  be  pretty  crowded  in 
the  sweltering  New  York  summer.  There  are  houses  which 
contain  far  more  inmates  than  this. 

In  San  Francisco,  it  is  reckoned  that  the  density  of  the 
population  is  about  twenty  persons  to  the  acre.  The  nine- 
teenth ward  of  New  York  contains  186  persons  to  the  acre  ; 
the  seventh,  335  persons  ;  the  eleventh,  454  ;  the  thirteenth, 
515  ;  and  the  tenth,  the  appalling  number  of  622  to  the  acre, 
the  population  being  as  dense  as  it  is  in  the  most  crowded 
quarter  of  London.  The  people  in  this  ward  are  mostly 
Hebrews,  and  they  live  out-of-doors  except  when  they  eat 
and  sleep.  In  one  double  house,  which  has  two  buildings 
in  the  rear,  sixty-four  families,  consisting  of  360  souls,  are 
lodged.  The  apartments  consist  of  a  living  room  14x12, 
and  a  cupboard  bedroom  ten  feet  .square  ;  the  rents  vary 
from  $10  a  month  to  $8,  according  to  story.  One  of  them 
contains  a  man  and  wife  and  three  children.  All  the  cook- 
ing is  done  in  the  living-room  on  an  oil-stove.  There  are 
fire-escapes,  but  they  are  blockaded  by  the  storage  of  domes- 
tic articles  on  the  platforms. 

Another  tenement-house  at  65  Mulberry  Street  consists  of 
two  buildings — one  front  and  one  rear.  In  the  front  build- 
ing there  are  four  families  on  each  floor,  and  two  on  each 
floor  in  the  rear  house,  making  a  total  population  of  about 
two  hundred.  The  tenants  are  all  Italians,  as  is  the  land- 
lord. He  complains  that  he  can  not  carry  out  the  law 
against  overcrowding,  because  he  can  not  prevent  his  lodgers 
from  offering  surreptitious  hospitality  to  old  acquaintances 
from  Calabria  who  arrive  in  the  city  destitute.  They  hud- 
dle together  like  pigs.  On  the  ground-floor  there  is  a  lager- 
beer  dive,  and  the  yard  is  full  of  broken  stones  and  earth, 
which  rain  converts  into  mud.  In  this  mud  barefooted 
Italian  women  and  children  wallow  from  morning  till  night. 
When  remonstrance  was  made,  the  Italian  in  charge  of  the 
building  answered  indignantly  :  "  No  hurt.  Strcinga  man, 
women,  an'  chile.     Why  maka  fuss  ?  " 

It  need  hardly  be  explained  that  ventilation,  fresh  air,  and 
light  are  impossible  in  such  tenements.  There  are  Excellent 
laws  in  New  York  requiring  an  adequate  supply  wf  these 
essentials  of  health  to  be  supplied  by  tenement-house 
owners  ;  but  the  laws  are  evaded,  and  it  seems  impracticable 
to  enforce  them.  Where  the  houses  are  built  close  to- 
gether, as  is  the  case  in  the  crowded  portions  of  New 
York,  the  centre  rooms  are,  of  course,  dark,  and  the  chil- 
dren who  occupy  them  grow  up  stunted  and  unhealthy,  as 
children  do  v'ten  they  are  deprived  of  sunlight. 

t'ie  causes  of  the    failure   of  the  tenement-house 


system  in  New  York  is  the  shape  of  the  lots,  which  are 
uniformly  25x100.  This  subject  is  taken  up  in  the  last  Send- 
ner^s  by  Ernest  Flagg,  who  makes  some  interesting  sugges- 
tions. The  law  limits  the  depth  of  houses  built  on  a  single 
lot  to  90  feet ;  thus  there  are  10  feet  left  in  the  rear  for  light 
and  air,  while  in  the  front  there  is  the  street.  But  sunlight 
will  not  "carry" — if  the  expression  may  be  used — 45  feet 
into  rooms  which  are  narrow  and  low-ceiled ;  therefore 
the  builder  constructs  a  well  2  feet  wide  and  40  feet  long  to 
make  the  centre  rooms  habitable.  This  well  fills  with  stag- 
nant air  and  is  a  conductor  of  noise,  bad  smells,  and  disease 
from  one  apartment  to  another.  It  is  a  question  whether  the 
houses  would  not  be  more  habitable  without  it. 

Mr.  Flagg  proposes  to  limit  the  depth  of  tenement-houses 
to  70  feet,  instead  of  90,  as  at  present,  and  to  require  a  slice 
of  the  lot  on  one  side  to  be  left  uncovered  by  buildings. 
This  plan,  with  a  court  in  the  centre  instead  of  a  narrow 
well,  as  at  present,  would  insure  ventilation  and  light.  It 
would,  of  course,  be  impossible  to  build  such  tenement- 
houses  on  lots  25x100,  or  to  make  them  pay  if  they  were 
built ;  builders  would  be  compelled  to  build  on  lots  a  hun- 
dred feet  square  at  least.  Mr.  Flagg  gives  figures  to  show 
that  such  buildings  would  cost  less  than  four  tenement- 
houses  of  the  present  style,  and  would  contain  more  rent- 
able space. 

The  only  interest  which  San  Franciscans  can  take  in  the 
matter  arises  from  the  growing  popularity  of  flats  as  com- 
pared with  houses  ;  but  if  the  flat  system  continues  to  grow 
in  favor,  it  is  well  that  the  subject  of  light  and  ventilation 
should  be  considered.  People  are  building  flat-houses  up  to 
the  very  edges  of  the  lots,  or,  at  any  rate,  within  two  feet  of 
the  edge.  They  have  no  guarantee  that  their  neighbor  will 
not  build  up  to  his  edge,  or  nearly  so.  If  he  does,  their 
flats  will  have  to  rely  on  front  and  rear  for  light  and  ventila- 
tion. If  the  flats  are  ninety  feet  long — which  is  not  an  ex- 
travagant estimate  for  six  rooms  and  a  kitchen — the  centre 
rooms  will  be  dark,  and  to  insure  ventilation,  every  door  and 
window  in  the  flat  will  have  to  be  kept  open  for  a  given 
time,  which  can  not  always  be  done.  In  a  word,  the  flat 
will  be  unhealthy,  especially  for  children,  and  the  long  cata- 
logue of  diseases  which  are  caused  by  impure  air  and  want 
of  sunlight  will  establish  a  domjcile  there.  No  builder  can 
afford  to  rely  for  these  essentials  of  health  upon  the  forbear- 
ance of  his  neighbor.  No  prudent  man  will  build  a  flat- 
house  unless  he  owns  the  land  on  both  sides  and  can  afford 
to  keep  it  vacant. 


One  of  the  most  reassuring  signs  of  the  times  is  the  posi- 
tive stand  taken  by  the  Republican  convention  on  immigra- 
tion and  naturalization.  For  the  first  time  in  the  history  of 
the  two  great  parties  in  this  country,  a  direct  demand  for  the 
radical  restriction  of  immigration  has  been  made.  The 
Argonaut  was  a  pioneer  in  urging  the  necessity  of  this 
policy.  For  years  it  has  pointed  out  the  danger  that  lay  in 
throwing  our  doors  wide  open  to  the  scum  of  Europe,  and 
for  years  it  stood  almost  alone.  But  step  by  step  the  people 
have  come  to  see  the  menace,  until  to-day  there  is  a  de- 
mand for  restricted  immigration  and  more  stringent  condi- 
tions to  naturalization  that  can'  not  be  ignored.  The  plat- 
form demands  "  the  enactment  and  strict  enforcement  of 
such  laws  as  will  absolutely  and  effectually  prohibit  the  im- 
migration of  all  laborers — both  skilled  and  unskilled — into 
this  country."  We  no  longer  have  room  for  any  but  the  in- 
telligent and  educated  immigrant.  The  declaration  in  re- 
gard to  naturalization  is  no  less  direct  and  positive  :  "  We 
are  in  favor  of  amending  our  naturalization  laws  so  that  no 
one  can  be  made  a  citizen  who  is  not  of  good  repute  and 
who  can  not  read  and  write  the  English  language."  This 
has  the  true  American  ring,  and  it  is  no  small  achievement 
that  it  will  prevent  the  Democratic  party  nominating  a  can- 
didate of  foreign  or  Roman  Catholic  affiliations. 

We  should  favor  a  more  radical  amendment  of  the  natur- 
alization laws,  to  the  end  that  no  alien  born  should  be  allowed 
to  vote  until  he  had  proved  an  understanding  of  the  under- 
lying principles  of  the  American  government,  as  expressed 
in  the  United  States  Constitution,  and  a  devotion  to  those 
principles.  It  is  no  hardship  to  demand  proof  that  the  priv- 
ileges of  citizenship  will  be  exercised  wisely  as  a  preliminary  to 
granting  those  privileges.  The  menace  of  the  foreign  voter 
does  not  inhere  in  the  mere  accident  of  birth.  Were  he 
thoroughly  imbued  with  the  American  ideas  of  government, 
there  would  be  no  objection  to  granting  him  the  franchise. 
It  is  in  no  narrow,  selfish  spirit  that  the  demand  for  rigid 
exclusion  is  made,  but  upon  the  broad,  patriotic  ground  that 
it  is  necessary  to  the  preservation  of  our  institutions.  The 
foreigner,  educated  or  uneducated,  has  been  accustomed  to 
social  and  political  surroundings  wholly  different,  and  even 
repugnant,  to  those  obtaining  in  this  country.  He  does  not 
understand  free  institutions,  and,  in  many  cases,  can  never  be 
made  to  understand  them.  He  urges  measures  repugnant  to 
the  spirit  of  our  government  ;  he  seeks  to  attain  his  purposes 
b)  means  that  would  destroy  democratic  institutions.  Rejoicing 


in  the  sense  of  liberty  that  has  been  suddenly  thrust  upon  him 
in  the  place  of  the  political  slavery  hi  has  endured  in  the 
land  of  his  nativity,  he  can  not  comprehend  the  limits  and 
the  methods  of  representative  government.  In  the  earlier 
days,  the  assimilative  power  of  the  people  was  overestimated; 
it  was  a  glorious  thought  that  this  was  to  be  an  asylum  for 
the  oppressed  of  all  nations,  and  the  class  of  immigrants  that 
came  then  obscured  the  dangers  of  the  policy.  More  lately 
the  class  of  immigration  has  changed  .  we  are  threatened 
with  a  severe  case  of  political  dyspepsia  ;  our  very  civiliza- 
tion is  menaced  by  the  hordes  of  the  ignorant  and  the  crim- 
inal that  have  poured  in  upon  us.  Some  few  of  the  foreign- 
born  among  us  have  made  good  and  valuable  citizens  ;  the 
majority  have  not,  and  many  of  them  never  will  and  never 
can  be  anything  but  a  menace. 

The  hard  times  through  which  we  have  recently  passed 
have  had  the  effect  of  stemming  the  tide  of  immigration. 
The  arrivals  from  abroad  this  year  will  be  about  half  as 
numerous  as  last  year.  The  average  annual  influx  during 
the  ten  years  ending  with  1893  was  a  li  tie  less  than  half  a 
million.  During  the  eleven  months  of  this  fiscal  year  the 
immigration  has  been  208,020,  and  at  the  same  rate  the 
total  for  the  year  will  be  227,000.  At  the  same  time,  the 
outgo  has  been  greatly  increased.  The  steerage  and  second 
cabin  of  steamers  sailing  for  Europe  have  been  crowded 
with  returning  immigrants.  But  this  reversal  of  the  stream 
is  attributable  to  temporary  causes  only.  The  disturbed 
condition  of  this  country  has  been  known  in  Europe,  the 
steamship  companies  have  relaxed  their  efforts  to  increase 
business  by  drumming  up  immigrants,  earlier  immigrants 
have  written  letters  to  their  former  homes  effectually  dis- 
couraging those  who  thought  of  coming  here.  With  the  re- 
vival of  business  these  forces  will  disappear,  and  the 
volume  of  immigration  will  return  to  its  former  immense 
proportions.  It  is  to  the  direct  pecuniary  interest  of  rich 
corporations  to  increase  rather  than  diminish  the  number  of 
immigrants,  and  they  may  be  depended  upon  to  exert  every 
effort  to  protect  their  own  interests  as  against  those  of  the 
country.  Radical  legislation  by  Congress  is  necessary  to 
overcome  this  influence,  and  the  declarations  of  the  platform 
are,  therefore,  both  timely  and  necessary.  The  congressional 
nominees  of  the  Republican  party  should  be  given  the  op- 
portunity to  carry  out  these  promises. 


In  her  address  before  the  New  York  legislature  on  the 
subject  of  female  suffrage,  Mrs.  Putnam-Jacobi  mentioned 
the  fact  that,  whereas  a  few  years  ago,  no  callings  were  open 
to  women  but  those  which  grew  out  of  household  work,  and 
those  of  milliners,  teachers,  housekeepers,  clerks,  type- 
writers, and  cashiers,  there  are  now  three  hundred  and 
fifty-four  distinct  vocations  in  which  women  engage.  In  some 
of  these,  as  in  the  calling  of  nurse,  their  sex  gives  them  a 
manifest  advantage  over  men,  and  they  bid  fair  to  secure  a 
monopoly.  But  in  most  of  the  occupations  in  which  females 
are  now  appearing  they  have  to  compete  with  men,  and  it  is 
a  case  of  the  survival  of  the  fittest,  or  of  specialization  in  the 
various  branches. 

There  is  hardly  a  masculine  calling  which  women  are  not 
now  trying.  In  law,  medicine,  and  divinity,  they  are  con- 
spicuous ;  it  may  be  a  surprise  to  readers  to  hear  that  women 
are  successfully  carrying  on  business  in  the  East  as  horse- 
trainers  and  horseshoers,  paper-hangers,  blacksmiths,  and 
railroad  engineers.  These  are,  of  course,  exceptional  cases. 
Both  in  London  and  in  New  York  ladies  who  have  been  in 
society  are  conducting  millinery  establishments,  which  is  in 
their  natural  line  ;  but  lately  they  have  developed  as  buyers 
and  drummers  for  wholesale  dry-goods  houses.  The  em- 
ployers say  that  they  are  more  reliable,  and  in  questions  of 
taste  their  eye  is  quicker  and  surer.  Some  of  the  large  dry- 
goods  houses  have  a  staff  of  women  on  the  road  who  com- 
mand high  salaries. 

A  new  vocation  for  women  was  discovered  a  few  years 
ago,  when  the  male  glass-cutters  in  the  Tiffany  Glass  Works 
struck.  Sixteen  young  women  from  the  Cooper  L'nion  and 
the  School  of  Design  were  offered  places  and  taught  how  to 
copy  a  cartoon  in  pieces  of  glass.  They  succeeded  so  well 
that  they  are  now  turning  out  the  finest  stained-glass  win- 
dows, and  many  of  them  are  designing  the  cartoons  as 
well.  They  beat  men  in  copying  draperies  and  flowers, 
their  natural  taste  being  a  great  help.  Other  girls  are  at 
work  in  potteries,  where,  again,  if  they  possess  an  artistic 
eye,  their  sex  should  not  stand  in  the  way  of  their  reaching 
the  highest  rank.  One  of  the  largest  dealers  in  high-priced 
china  in  new  York  says  that  if  women  will  take  the  pains  to 
learn  the  technicalities  of  the  business,  there  is  no  reason 
why  they  should  not  compete  on  equal  terms  with  men. 
Art,  in  every  branch,  is  a  natural  field  for  women.  One  of 
the  most  successful  photographers  in  London  is  a  woman  ; 
every  leader  of  society  goes  to  her  as  a  matter  of  course. 

Cookery  was  long  ago  a  woman's  sphere.  But  latterly  it 
has  been  raised  to  the  dignity  of  an  art.  There  is  a  class 
of  young  ladies  in  Brooklyn,  N.  Y.,  who  arc  being  educated 


July  2,  1894. 


THE        ARGONAUT. 


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by  a  competent  teacher  in  the  use  of  the  chafing-dish.  They 
cook  oysters  with  mushrooms,  sweetbreads  with  green  peas, 
chicken  a  la  reine,  frogs'  legs  with  cream,  little  pigs  in 
blankets,  in  a  style  that  would  make  Lucullus's  mouth  water. 
They  are  especially  famous  for  their  Welsh  rarebits,  which 
few  professional  cooks  can  accomplish.  Some  ladies  have 
concentrated  their  energies  on  a  single  plat.  One  makes  a 
good  living  by  baki  lg  Graham  bread.  She  procures  the 
finest  flour  from  the,  Genesee  Mills  and  mixes  it  in  equal 
quantities  with  the  choicest  Graham  flour,  sweetening  with 
molasses.  Each  loaf,  when  baked,  is  wrapped  in  paper, 
stamped,  sealed,  and  dated.  For  such  bread  there  is  an  in- 
satiable demand  among  invalids,  and  the  fair  baker  can 
charge  her  own  price.  The  United  British  Women's  Asso- 
ciation, which  trains  young  women  in  cookery  and  household 
work  for  practice  in  the  colonies,  also  pays  especial  attention 
to  bread-baking.  No  one,  who  has  not  tried,  is  aware  how 
difficult  a  thing  it  is  to  cook  a  loaf  of  bread.  Some  ladies, 
who  have  attained  the  highest  rank  in  the  art,  hire  out  to 
superintend  large  dinners.  They  draw  the  menu,  mention 
where  the  various  articles  are  to  be  bought,  and,  on  the  day 
of  the  dinner,  take  charge  of  the  cooking  and  serving,  and 
see  that  every  dish  comes  up  in  its  due  turn,  faultlessly 
cooked  and  deliciously  savor)'.  Such  helpers  are  blessed, 
indeed,  to  the  lady  of  the  house. 

In  England,  a  number  of  ladies  of  education  and  possess- 
ing the  languages  have,  for  .some  years,  pursued  the  calling 
of  guides  to  travelers  ;  there  are  a  few  such  guides  now  in 
New  York.  They  will  take  charge  of  parties  of  unmarried 
women,  pilot  them  to  the  places  they  want  to  see,  and  will 
relieve  them  of  all  ihe  annoyances  of  travel,  just  as  a  male 
guide  would  do,  ana  will  not  get  drunk  or  be  impertinent,  as 
he  often  is.  For  this  service  their  charge  is  seventy-five 
dollars  a  month,  and  travelers  say  that  the  guides  save 
their  employers  far  more  than  that  sum. 

Another  calling  which  is  furnishing  many  girls  with  a  liv- 
ing is  piano-tuning.  There  is  no  reason  why  a  girl  with  a 
correct  ear  should  not  be  able  to  tune  a  piano  as  well  as  a 
man.  In  Boston,  women  have  gone  into  the  advertising- 
agency  business,  and  are  doing  very  well.  One  woman  who 
had  kept  a  school,  but  had  been  obliged  by  bad  health  to 
give  it  up,  has  established  herself  as  an  agent  for  high- 
priced  publications,  and  has  quite  a  flourishing  establish- 
ment. Another  undertakes  the  renovating  of  old  furniture, 
draping  art  fabrics,  re-covering  wom  tapestries,  and  re-gilding 
and  reenameling.  A  lady  who  writes  a  beautiful  hand,  and 
has  a  large  social  acquaintance,  makes  a  living  by  address- 
ing invitations  and  notes  for  her  friends.  Another  is  kept 
busy  by  indexing  books  for  authors — a  most  useful  and 
difficult  calling  ;  yet  another  makes  and  repairs  dolls  and 
dolls'  houses,  and  has  a  regular  clientele  in  the  nurseries. 

The  calling  of  artists'  model  has  been  lately  taken  up  by 
many  who  would  have  been  shocked  at  the  idea  a  few  years 
ago,  and  art  is  the  gainer,  because  the  painter  is  no  longer 
obliged  to  fall  back  on  vulgar  and  uneducated  women  who 
could  not  enter  into  his  thought.  As  society's  art  education 
has  progressed,  ladies  have  ceased  to  see  any  impropriety  in 
sitting  to  a  painter,  even  for  the  "  all-together,"  as  Trilby 
says,  and  quite  a  number  of  young  women,  whose  fathers 
have  been  compelled  by  the  hard  times  to  curtail  or  stop  their 
allowance,  have  made  up  the  deficiency  by  visits  to  the  studios. 
The  exquisite  girls  who  figure  in  Life  and  the  other  illus- 
trated papers  are  generally  drawn  from  life,  as  the  artist  can 
not  evoke  the  flowing  draperies  out  of  his  inner  conscious- 
ness. There  are  girls  who  can  wear  a  Worth  dress  so  as  to 
make  it  a  picture  in  itself. 

The  spread  of  the  field  for  female  labor  is  curiously  illus- 
trated by  the  marriage  statistics.  Ten  years  ago,  in  the 
State  of  New  York,  statistics  showed  that,  at  that  time,  out 
of  ever)'  one  hundred  women  who  reached  the  age  of 
twenty  unmarried,  sixty-three  married  between  twenty  and 
twenty-five,  and  eighty-four  were  married  before  they  were 
thirty.  According  to  the  census  of  1890,  of  every  one  hun- 
dred women  in  the  whole  country  who  reached  the  age  of 
twenty  unmarried,  only  forty-seven  married  between  twenty 
and  twenty-five,  and  twenty-five  between  twenty-five  and 
thirty.  The  meaning  is,  that  of  the  girls  over  twenty,  a 
much  larger  proportion  now  find  employment  than  was  the 
case  ten  years  ago,  and  fewer  ofthem  need  to  marry  for  a 
home. 

The  feeling  is  growing  that  a  religious  war  is  impending 
in  American  politics,  in  which  the  Catholics  will  be  opposed 
by  men  of  all  other  sects  and  by  men  of  no  religion  at  all. 
There  is  no  doctrinal  ground  for  the  movement,  as  there 
was  for  the  anti-Catholic  prejudice  in  the  old  colonial  days  ; 
it  is  based  wholly  and  altogether  upon  a  belief  that  the 
domination  of  the  Roman  Catholic  Church  is  inimical  to 
secular  liberty,  and  that  the  priests  of  that  communion  are 
laboring  secretly  and  insidiously  to  undermine  American  in- 
stitutions. For  this  impression  the  priesthood  have  no  one 
to  blame  but  themselves.     The  tenets  of  their  church  do 


not  require  them  to  pursue  the  irritating  course  they  have 
adopted.  They  have  gone  out  of  their  way  of  their  own 
mere  motion  to  make  themselves  offensive  to  and  dreaded 
by  Protestants.  Between  them  and  the  American  people 
priestly  celibacy  sets  a  gulf.  No  priest  intermarries  with  a 
member  of  a  flock  and  becomes  identified  with  his  people 
by  the  ties  of  consanguinity.  So  far  as  they  are  concerned, 
he  remains  a  foreigner,  and  is  not  more  concerned  than 
other  foreigners  in  the  preservation  of  American  liberties 
or  American  institutions.  It  is  a  question  whether  such  a 
foreign  imperium  in  imperio  can  be  endured  without  danger. 
It  is  certainly  a  perilous  experiment  to  risk  it. 

It  is  this  foreign  quality  of  the  Roman  Catholic  Church 
which  makes  its  assaults  on  the  common-school  system  so 
serious.  It  is  clear  from  their  utterances  that  if  they  had 
their  own  way,  parochial  schools  would  everywhere  take  the 
place  of  common  schools,  all  compulsory-education  laws 
would  be  abolished,  and  among  the  Roman  Catholics,  at  all 
events,  fifty  per  cent,  of  the  children  would  grow  up  in  ig- 
norance, as  in  the  ex-papal  states  in  Italy.  This  policy  is 
quite  consistent  with  logic.  The  power  of  the  church  de- 
pends on  the  prevalence  of  superstition  ;  superstition  can 
only  flourish  where  ignorance  prevails  ;  therefore  the  church 
opposes  the  spread  of  knowledge  and  the  machinery  by 
which  it  is  disseminated.  Every  modern  school-book  is  a 
refutation  of  the  cardinal  dogma  of  the  church.  Ever)' 
scientific  treatise  gives  the  lie  to  doctrines  which  the  church 
has  preached  from  the  time  of  its  foundation.  Ever)-  history 
tells  the  tale  of  clerical  opposition  to  enlightenment  and  prog- 
ress. 

Nor  are  the  methods  of  the  Roman  Catholic  Church  less 
alarming  than  their  aims.  Wherever  the  Irish  settle,  they 
combine  to  absorb  an  undue  proportion  of  the  offices,  so  as 
to  extend  their  influence.  For  instance,  at  Chicago,  the 
mayor,  the  chief  of  police,  the  chief  of  the  fire  department, 
the  postmaster,  the  State's  attorney,  the  clerks  of  the  crim- 
inal, circuit,  superior,  and  probate  courts,  forty-five  out  of 
sixty-eight  aldermen,  ninety  per  cent,  of  the  police,  eighty 
per  cent,  of  the  firemen,  and  sixty-seven  per  cent,  of  the 
school-teachers  are  all  Roman  Catholics.  This  can  not  be 
an  accident,  and  the  Roman  Catholics  are  in  no  such  numer- 
ical majority  as  to  warrant  their  claiming  so  large  a  propor- 
tion of  the  offices.  They  got  their  men  in  by  secretly  band- 
ing together,  voting  solidly,  and  scratching  ever)'  non- 
Catholic  on  the  ticket,  while  Americans  voted  without 
regard  to  religion.  It  is  said  that  a  Roman  Catholic  at  Chi- 
cago who  does  not  vote  with  his  co-religionists  is  tabooed, 
and  may  as  well  go  elsewhere. 

It  is  in  large  measure  the  foreign  character  of  the  Roman 
Catholic  priesthood  in  the  United  States  which  induces  them 
to  take  such  interest  in  the  politics  of  that  foreign  country 
which  is  known  as  Ireland.  Americans  have  no  concern 
with  Ireland.  They  know  it  is  a  turbulent,  disorderly  coun- 
try, whose  people  can  neither  govern  themselves  nor  submit 
patiently  to  government  by  England.  The  Irish  are  always 
organizing  land  leagues,  and  Fenian  conspiracies,  and  repeal 
societies  for  the  purpose  of  waging  war  against  the  govern- 
ment of  the  empire  of  which  they  form  a  part.  Whether 
they  have  good  grounds  for  resorting  to  these  irregular 
methods  of  warfare,  Americans  neither  know  nor  care.  But 
what  does  irritate  them  is  that  the  solid  vote  of  the  Irish, 
marshaled  by  their  priests,  wields  such  an  influence  at  the 
polls  that  we  find  ourselves  dragged  into  the  dirty  pool  of 
Irish  politics  against  our  will,  and  often  in  defiance  of  our 
conscience.  We  find  ourselves  sympathizing,  or  pretending 
to  sympathize,  with  a  rabble  of  foreigners,  who  are  forever 
betraying  each  other  and  murdering  each  other  in  some  cow- 
ardly and  cruel  way  :  and,  simultaneously,  we  find  that  we 
are  straining  our  friendly  relations  with  England  by  our  ap- 
parent espousal  of  the  Irish  cause.  This  is  largely  the  work 
of  Irish  priests  who  live  here  and  call  themselves  Americans, 
but  are  Irishmen  at  heart. 

The  Roman  Catholic  Church  in  the  United  States  is  a 
foreign  institution,  governed  by  foreigners  residing  in 
Europe  and  using  the  vantage  ground  of  its  settlement  in 
this  country  to  make  it  appear  that  the  American  people  take 
sides  in  European  quarrels  with  which  we  have  nothing  to 
do.  That  is  the  reason  why  Americans  think  it  time  to  call 
a  halt.  The  priests  set  up  the  cry  of  sectarian  bigotry  and  religi- 
ous intolerance.  These  vices  cut  no  figure  in  the  present  move- 
ment. The  Roman  Catholics  may  adhere  to  their  belief  in 
the  Real  Presence  and  Purgatory  and  the  Intercession  of 
Saints  till  they  are  black  in  the  face.  No  man  will  say  them 
nay.  But  when  they  try  to  upset  our  school-system  and  to 
shut  out  all  who  are  not  Roman  Catholics  from  office,  it  is 
time  to  bring  them  up  with  a  round  turn. 


Democratic  notions  of  revenue  and  taxation  are,  like  the 
ways  of  Providence,  past  all  finding  out.  The  Wilson  bill, 
as  prepared  by  the  Ways  and  Means  Committee  of  the 
House  of  Representatives,  was  confessedly  a  declaration  in 
favor  of  decreased  revenue  and,  consequently,  reduced  in- 


direct taxation.  N'o  sooner,  however,  was  it  formulated 
than  the  discovery  was  made  that  the  revenue  which  would 
be  derived  under  the  Wilson  bill  would  be  insufficient  for  the 
needs  of  the  Federal  Government,  and  that  some  method 
must  be  devised  to  make  good  the  deficiency.  The 
first  suggestion  was  to  impose  an  import  duty  on 
sugar,  and  the  second,  borrowed  without  leave  or 
license  from  the  Populist  platform,  was  the  imposition 
of  that  most  obnoxious  of  all  taxes,  a  tax  on  incomes. 
With  these  changes,  it  was  estimated  roughly  that  money 
enough  would  be  collected  to  meet  the  running  expenses  of 
the  government  and  pay  its  fixed  charges,  such  as  interest 
on  bonds,  the  annual  deficit  in  the  Post-Office  Department, 
etc.  There  was  a  semblance  of  method  in  this  idea,  hut 
when  the  bill  got  over  into  the  Senate,  the  Finance  Committee 
raised  it  bodily  by  amendments,  until  tariff  experts  declared 
that  it  would  produce  quite  as  much  revenue  as  the  Mr. 
Kinley  bill,  if  not  more,  the  only  real  change  being  in  the 
incidence  of  taxation.  Then  came  the  sugar  schedule,  and, 
instead  of  putting  sugar  on  the  free  list,  it  was  retained  on 
the  dutiable  list,  in  spite  of  what  amounted  almost  to  a  dem- 
onstration that  it  had  bought  its  way  to  a  place  on  that  list. 
Then  the  income  tax  came  up  for  consideration,  and,  in  spite 
of  the  fact  that  the  needs  of  the  government  had  already 
been  amply  provided  for,  this  tax  was  retained,  and  the  Pop- 
ulists thereby  gratified.  The  result  will  be,  if  the  tariff  bill 
in  its  present  form  becomes  a  law,  that  the  revenues  of  the 
government  will  be  very  largely  in  excess  of  its  needs,  and 
that  same  surplus  which  alarmed  Mr.  Cleveland  so  terribly 
in  1887  will  again  accumulate  in  the  Treasury. 

It  is  not  possible  at  this  time  to  advance  a  single  valid 
or  convincing  argument  in  favor  of  an  income  tax.  It  was 
adopted  originally  as  a  measure  of  necessity — a  war  meas- 
ure— when  the  nation  was  straining  ever)'  nerve  to  maintain 
itself  amid  the  throes  of  civil  war,  and  it  can  not  have  been 
forgotten  that,  just  so  soon  as  the  tax  could  possibly  be  dis- 
pensed with,  it  was  abolished  by  almost  unanimous  consent. 
It  has  been  reserved  for  the  Democratic  party,  nearly 
thirty  years  after  the  close  of  the  Civil  War,  to  seek  to 
curry  favor  with  the  Populists  by  taking  up  this  vicious  and 
detestable  mode  of  taxation,  seeking  to  impose  it  upon  the 
people  without  even  the  shadow  of  a  pretense  that  it  is 
needed  for  revenue  purposes. 

Some  weeks  ago  the  Brooklyn  Eagle,  a  paper  whose  De- 
mocracy is  unquestioned,  made  some  editorial  comment  on 
the  question  of  an  income  tax  which  is  worth  quoting.  The 
Eagle  said  : 

"  An  income  tax  is  un-Demoeratic.  It  is  the  negation  of  Demo- 
cratic principles.  No  national  Democratic  platform  has  favored  it. 
It  is  a  strange  doctrine.  It  is  a  surprise  on  the  party.  It  is  an  out- 
rage on  justice,  equity,  and  fair  play.  It  is  a  monstrous  proposition, 
and  one  which,  apparently  leveled  at  the  rich,  would  really  fall  on 
the  poor.  It  is  a  scheme  of  sectional  revenge.  The  North  put  down 
the  rebellion  and  its  surviving  soldiers  have  been  liberally  pensioned. 
This  tax  is  intended  as  one  of  reprisal  on  the  North,  where  the  wealth 
is.  by  the  South,  whence  come  most  of  the  votes  for  such  a  tax.  Such 
a  bill  is  neither  Democratic  nor  Republican.  It  is  Populist  and  So- 
cialistic. It  is  the  very  next  thing  to  communism.  Such  a  tax  is  ab- 
horrent, indefensible,  and  ought  to  be  impossible." 
This  is  strong  language  from  a  leading  and  influential  organ 
of  the  Democratic  party,  but  it  is  not  open  to  criticism,  for 
1  it  is  true,  every  word  of  it.  The  income  tax  is  a  Democratic 
surrender  to  populism  and  socialism,  and  no  hair-splitting  or 
refinement  of  argument  can  make  it  anything  else. 

Let  us  see,  briefly,  how  the  income  tax  would  work  in 
actual  practice.  The  minimum,  it  should  be  remembered, 
has  been  reduced  from  $4,000  to  $3,000  a  year,  or  $250  per 
month.  A  is,  let  us  say,  an  employee  of  a  bank  or  mer- 
cantile house,  with  a  salary  of  $250  a  month,  married,  with 
one  or  two  children,  and  the  owner  of  a  modest  home,  ac- 
quired through  the  exercise  of  economy  on  his  part  and 
good  management  on  the  part  of  his  wife.  B  has  inherited 
from  a  rich  relative  a  fortune  invested  in  United  States 
bonds,  which  brings  him  an  income  of  $250  a  month. 
Under  the  proposed  law,  each  would  pay  the  same  income 
tax,  but  A  has  to  contribute  as  well  to  the  support  of  State, 
county,  and  municipal  governments,  all  of  which  taxes  R  es- 
capes. Is  it  not  absolutely  certain  that  A  would,  as  compared 
with  li,  be  compelled  to  submit  to  at  least  double  taxation? 
It  is  all  very  well  to  say  that  tile  income  tax  reaches  It, 
but  if  it  reaches  A  as  well,  who  has  already  aided  in 
the  support  of  the  government  in  all  its  branches,  it  is  a 
manifest  injustice  10  A.  and  the  revenue  derived  from  such 
taxation  can  no:  compensate  for  it.  Then,  too,  the  opera- 
tion of  an  income  tax  has  been  proved  to  be  unequal,  in- 
exact, and  unjust  in  the  extreme.  It  offers  a  direct  pre- 
mium to  pc-jury,  the  consequence  being  that  the  rascally 
rich  man  escapes  while  the  honest  poor  man  is  compel]' 
shoulder  more  than  his  share  of  the  public  burdens.  All  in 
all,  the  income  tax  is  the  very  worst  public  measure  the 
Democratic  party  lias  proposed  ;  and,  while  it  may  he  driven 
through  under  the  party  lash,  it  will  kill  the  part' 
supported  it,  and  bury  it  so  deep  that  thi 
Vngel      abriel  will  sound  to  it  like  a  penny 


THE 


ARGONAUT. 


July  2,  1894. 


ESCAPE    OF    CRANDALL. 


An  Incident  that  Young  Paddock  did  not  Report  to  his  Paper. 


The  prison  stands  upon  a  little  elevated  stretch  of  ground, 
its  tall  trees  and  trim,  green  yard  contrasting  with  the  dreary 
barrenness  of  the  low,  sagebrush-covered  hills  which  lie 
about  it  in  all  directions. 

Young  Paddock,  who  had  been  sent  by  his  paper  to  report 
anything  of  interest  concerning  Crandall's  escape,  drove  up 
over  the  dusty  road  and  alighted  at  the  great  barred  doors. 
He  found  to  his  disappointment  that  the  warden  and  his 
posse  were  still  out  on  the  hills,  and  he  sat  down  with  a  bored 
air  upon  a  bench  in  front  of  the  low  stone  building  to  await 
their  return. 

The  day  was  warm  and  bright,  the  sun  beaming  broadly 
down  from  the  clear  Nevada  sky.  It  was  so  still  that 
the  sound  of  the  bells  on  a  mule-train  passing  just  beyond 
the  stone  walls,  sounded  dreamily  through  the  hazy 
summer  morning  long  after  the  heavy  wagons  were  out  of 
sight.  Paddock  was  almost  dozing  when  a  man  in  stripes 
approached. 

"  Mr.  Jarret  wants  to  know,  sir,  if  you'd  care  to  see  the 
men  turned  out  in  the  yard." 

Paddock  rose  lazily.    ''Why,  yes — I  guess  so.    You " 

"  I'm  a  trusty,  you  know,"  the  man  said,  with  a  half  laugh. 
"  I  unlock  the  inside  gate.     Please  come  this  way." 

They  passed  the  outer  gate,  through  the  corridor,  and  then 
came  to  the  tall  barred  door  through  which  the  convicts  pass 
after  each  meal.  Here  Jarrett  joined  them.  He  was  a  tall, 
burly  man  with  great  heavy  shoulders,  a  massive  head,  and 
quick,  keen  eyes.  They  stood  on  one  side  while  the  men 
filed  out,  numbered,  and  at  the  clang  of  a  bell,  slowly  dis- 
persed in  all  directions  over  the  great  stone  yard. 

"  You  see,"  Jarrett  remarked,  striding  ahead  of  the  re- 
porter, "  the  yard's  a  quarry  guarded  on  three  sides  by  natu- 
ral stone  walls.  On  the  fourth — well,  here's  where  Crandall 
had  hidden  his  gun  ;  here's  where  he  crept  up  the  earth  wall. 
Here's  where  my  shot  caught  him,  in  the  shoulder,  I  think. 
But  the  man's  got  the  luck  of  Satan  to  back  up  his  courage, 
for  a  general  break  of  the  men  on  this  side  followed.  We 
settled  them  pretty  quick,  but  Crandall — oh,  what's  the  use 
o'  talking  of  these  things  !  They  jest  happen,  and  I'm  blowed 
if  I  know  who's  to  blame."  He  turned  away,  swearing  under 
his  breath. 

Paddock's  languor  had  all  disappeared  back  here,  where 
the  men,  with  listless,  lagging  step  crept  around  the  sun- 
baked stone  yard.  They  were  like  so  much  locked-up 
capital,  which  the  State's  hard  times  had  condemned 
to  heart-breaking  idleness.  Being  denied  the  privilege  of 
occupation,  they  talked  indifferently  among  themselves,  be- 
coming dumb  and  watchful  at  the  guard's  approach,  or  tended 
their  little  gardens  which  the  unwearying,  laborious  patience 
of  long,  monotonous  years  had  built  up  in  the  corner  of  the 
rock.  Here,  in  the  most  sheltered  spot,  which  even  the 
bitter  mountain  storms  had  spared,  was  one  little  plot  of 
green  which  more  than  the  others  attracted  Paddock's  atten- 
tion ;  .for  the  vines  and  bushes  were  fresh  and  thrifty,  the  few 
vegetables  were  crisp  and  flourishing,  and  the  graceful  morn- 
ing-glories and  sweet-peas,  aided  by  the  unpainted  trellises 
and  much-knotted  string,  clambered  high  up  on  the  rocky 
walls. 

"Yes,"  said  Jarrett,  ungraciously,  "the  'lucky  garden'  is 
a  pretty  spot,  but  it'll  be  damned  unlucky  for  the  next  man 
who  tries  Crandall's  trick." 
"  This  was  his  garden  ?  " 

Jarrett  nodded.  "  It  took  him  three  months  to  get  enough 
earth  to  make  the  bed  on  the  rock,  and  the  winter  had  come 
by  the  time  he'd  managed  to  get  it  fenced  in.  But  he  took 
more  pride  in  this  bit  of  green  !  He  knew  every  blade  of 
grass,  an'  not  a  bud  could  be  picked  without  his  noticin'. 
'Course  none  of  the  'cons'  would  touch  a  thing,  but  we've 
visitors  sometimes  that  haven't  sense  enough  to  be  out  of 
jail.  Yon's  the  linnet  Crandall  trapped."  He  lifted  the 
clumsily  fashioned  wooden  cage  from  its  place  among  the 
vines,  but  nothing  moved  inside. 

"  Hey,  Jack  ! "  Jarrett  called  to  one  of  the  men  who  came 
limping  up.     He  touched  his  old  hat. 
"  Where's  Crandall's  linnet  ?  " 
"It — got  away,"  said  the  man,  hesitatingly. 
"  Got  away,  did  it  ? "  repeated  Jarrett.     "  When  ? " 
"  Don't  know.     When  I  took  the  garden — for  the  plants 
were  a'most  dead  for  water — I  lifted  the  paper  Crandall  al- 
ways pinned  over  the  cage  to  keep  the  hot  sun  off,  expectin' 
to  see  the  mad  thing  dash  its  silly,  red  head  agen  the  bars 
and  shriek  till  its  throat  was   hoarse.     But  the   bird   was 
gone." 

Jarrett  nodded  understandingly. 

"  Crandall  set  the  bird  loose  before  he  made  his  break,  I'll 
swear.  Wish  I'd  ha'  known  it,"  he  said  to  the  young  man 
after  they  had  turned  to  reenter  the  prison. 

They  passed  through  the  cells  till  they  came  to  the  one 
the  murderer  had  occupied.  It  seemed  to  the  young  man 
that  the  small,  compact  dens  were  tainted,  in  spite  of  the 
rigorous,  institutional  cleanliness.  He  gasped  and  grew 
faint.  He  followed  Jarrett  eagerly  out  of  the  inclosure  and 
drew  a  long,  free  breath  when  they  were  once  more  in  the 
open.  But,  being  young  and  rather  inexperienced,  he  was 
ashamed  of  his  emotion,  and,  what  was  worse  to  him,  afraid 
that  it  had  been  remarked.  Assuming  an  air  of  ferocity,  he 
turned  his  boyish,  good-natured  face  to  the  guard  and  said 
in  his  most  off-hand  manner  : 

"  It's  tough  that  the  posse  had  left  before  I  came.  I'd 
liked  mighty  well  to  get  a  look  at  the  fellow." 

"Ho!"  laughed  Jarrett.  "You'd  like  to  be  with  the 
posse  ?  Well,  that'll  be  easy  enough.  Look  yonder."  He 
pointed  out  toward  the  long,  white,  dusty  road.  "There 
come  some  of  them  now.  If  they  haven't  got  Crandall — 
and  I'll  bet  the  prettiest  new  six-shooter  you  ever  saw  they 
haven't — you  can  join  our  party,  which'll  leave  in  an  hour 
or  so." 

LGvanced  to  meet  the  group  of  men,  who,  still  far 


off,  threw  out  empty  hands  and  shook  their  heads   discour- 
age dry. 

"Why  didn't  ye  bring  him  along?  "  shouted  Jarrett,  grin- 
ning. 

But  the  men  were  worn  out  with  their  long  tramp  over  the 
hills  ;  tired  and  sleepy,  their  sense  of  humor  could  not  be 
counted  upon.  One  of  them  answered  Jarrett's  question 
with  a  gesture — lips  pursed,  eyebrows  raised,  and  palms 
turned  upward  ;  another  gave  an  inappreciative  grunt,  as  he 
passed  on  toward  the  prison  ;  the  third  stopped  just  long 
enough  to  deliver  his  message. 

"  Say,  Jarrett,  warden  says  you're  to  join  him  at  the  lower 
end  of  Piute  Canon.  You're  to  bring  two  guards  with  you 
and  to  start 's  soon  's  Mr.  Franks  comes  back  from  town  to 
take  charge." 

"That'll  be  in  half  an  hour.  All  right."  He  nooded  to 
the  man,  who  passed  on  wearily.  "  Now,"  he  continued, 
turning  to  Paddock,  "  do  you  really  want  to  come  ?  " 

"Do  I  !" 

"We'll  take  a  little  lunch  in  a  big  hurry,  get  our  guns — 
I'll  show  you  that  new  one — and  start." 

The  sun  was  setting  when  they  reached  Piute  Canon. 
They  had  seen  no  trace  of  the  warden's  camp,  but,  as  they 
began  the  ascent  of  the  ravine,  a  man  came  out  to  meet 
them.  Paddock's  heart  beat  madly.  His  desire  for  excite- 
ment and  peril  was  curiously  confused  with  natural  sympathy 
for  the  under  man  in  the  fight.  But  the  stranger  proved  to 
be  a  guard,  stationed  there  to  direct  the  reinforcements  fur- 
ther up  the  canon,  whither  a  clew  had  guided  the  warden 
and  his  party.  So  they  pressed  on,  leaving  their  horses  in 
the  man's  care  at  the  foot  of  the  ridge,  for  the  sides  of  the 
mountain  sloped  steeply.  Conversation  became  difficult  as 
they  climbed,  and  they  toiled  on  in  silence  till  they  had 
reached  the  summit  and  found  the  party. 

"  We've  got  him  this  time,"  were  the  white-haired  warden's 
first  words,  his  fine,  benevolent  face  glowing  in  triumph  ; 
"he  camped  on  this  very  spot  last  night.  Burns  and  Davis 
are  out  now.  If  they  don't  find  him,  you  and  I'll  do  the 
business,  Jarrett."  He  threw  back  his  handsome  head, 
smiling  pleasantly. 

They  threw  themselves  upon  the  ground  to  rest,  and  the 
warden  began  to  give  to  the  reporter  the  particulars  of  the  es- 
cape. He  was  interrupted  by  the  arrival  of  the  two  guards. 
They  had  found  nothing. 

"  Well,  Jarrett,  you,  Wilson,  Bennett,  and  this  young  fel- 
low, if  he  wants  to,  come  along  with  me.  They  took  the 
trail  up  the  mountain.  We'll  just  climb  over  the  hill  yonder. 
On  the  other  side  the  brush  is  thick,  with  the  trail  toward 
Hatton's  ranch  not  far  off.  There  we'll  find  Crandall,  if  I'm 
not  much  mistaken." 

Soon  they  were  ready.  The  warden's  enthusiasm  had 
communicated  itself  to  his  companions.  Jarrett  examined 
his  new,  long  revolver  lovingly,  for  "  Crandall  isn't  the  man 
to  go  back  for  life  without  a  fight."  Wilson  and  Bennett 
marched  on  grimly,  watching  every  bush,  and  Paddock  fol- 
lowed, his  brain  in  a  whirl  of  excitement.  The  long  twi- 
light of  the  summer's  day  had  passed.  In  the  dark,  warm 
night  they  walked  on  softly,  speaking  only  in  whispers.  The 
young  man's  conflicting  sentiments  had  yielded  by  this  to 
the  silent  expectation,  the  vigilant  enthusiasm  of  the  rest  of 
the  party.  Jarrett's  rifle,  which  the  reporter  had  taken  for  a 
moment  while  the  former  examined  his  pistol,  he  held  un- 
consciously now  with  a  firm  grasp.  His  nerves  were  so 
strained  that  the  slightest  noise  came  to  him  like  a  shock. 
When  Jarrett  touched  him  upon  the  shoulder  to  tell  him 
that  the  warden  had  called  a  halt,  he  jumped  nervously. 
Jarrett's  lips  curled  beneath  his  heavy,  dark-red  mustache. 
Under  cover  of  the  darkness,  he  did  not  try  to  conceal  the 
gleam  of  contempt  in  his  small,  keen  eyes. 

"  We're  hot  on  the  trail,"  he  whispered  to  Wilson. 
"Warden,  Bennett,  and  I'll  go  on  down  the  ravine.  He" 
— pointing  to  Paddock — "  had  better  stay  here  with  you  while 
you  watch.  He'll  do  less  , damage  here  than  with  us.  A 
shot  from  us  or  from  you'll  be  the  signal  that  Crandall's 
found." 

He  had  spoken  with  his  mouth  close  to  the  guard's  ear. 

Wilson  and  Paddock  stood  in  silence,  watching  till  the 
warden's  party  had  disappeared.  For  a  long  time  they 
waited,  expecting  every  moment  to  hear  the  signal.  The 
young  man's  nervous  trembling  had  passed  away  ;  he  was 
eager  for  the  conflict.  The  softer  sentiments  had  vanished ; 
only  the  savage  in  him  remained  and  longed  for  battle. 

After  a  time  he  could  no  longer  bear  inaction.  He  envied 
the  guard  his  sentry's  duty,  which  gave  him  the  liberty  of 
pacing  up  and  down.  The  moon  was  just  rising.  Rocks 
and  bushes  took  queer  shapes  in  the  dim  light,  and  from  be- 
hind any  of  them  Crandall  might  be  lurking.  With  a  nod 
to  the  guard,  the  young  man  turned  and  climbed  to  the  top 
of  the  hill.  Far  down,  a  glimmer  of  light  from  the  broad 
moon  tipped  the  shining  barrel  of  Jarrett's  pistol,  which 
doubtless  he  held  cocked  in  his  hand.  The  warden  and  his 
two  men  were  creeping  cautiously  along. 

Paddock  stood  awhile  ;  then,  rounding  a  turn  in  the  twist- 
ing trail,  suddenly  he  came  upon  the  murderer  crouched  be- 
hind a  great  rock,  his  eyes  bent  upon  the  same  gleam  of  steel 
that  had  attracted  Paddock's  attention. 

"  Throw  up  your  hands  ! "  Paddock  commanded,  his 
young  voice  vibrating  with  triumph.  Suddenly,  remembering 
Jarrett's  rifle,  which  he  had  forgotten  in  his  excitement,  he 
covered  the  man  before  him. 

Surprised  at  this  unexpected  assault  in  the  rear,  the  man 
jumped,  turned,  bent  for  his  gun — then  obeyed.  The  defiance 
in  his  haggard  face  yielded  to  a  despairing  consciousness  of 
defeat. 

They  stood  thus  for  a  minute,  the  convict  braced  against 
the  towering  rock,  one  hand  above  his  head,  the  other  bound 
in  dirty  cloth  hanging  limp  at  his  side. 

But,  as  the  young  man's  eyes  met  those  other  smoldering, 
hunted  ones  only  the  rifle's  length  away,  suddenly  his  other 
self  awoke.  Gradually  his  ordinary  point  of  view  presented 
itself.  He  had  intended  to  be  simply  a  spectator  ;  what  per- 
sonal or  official  resentment  had  he  to  gratify?  His  most 
powerful  feeling  as  they  stood  there  facing  each  other  in  the 


dusky  silence  was  one  of  astonishment  to  find  himself  in 
such  a  position. 

He  shifted  the  rifle. 

Crandall  looked  at  him  inquiringly. 

The  young  man  reddened  with  embarrassment.  He 
laughed  shortly,  confusedly  ;  lowered  his  rifle  and  walked 
off,  leaving  the  convict  still  standing,  one  hand  above  his 
head,  almost  petrified  with  astonishment. 

Suddenly  awakening  from  his  amazement  to  the  danger  of 
his  position,  Crandall  glanced  quickly  to  either  side  ;  then 
made  for  the  brush  and  disappeared.         Afra  Yorke. 

San  Francisco,  June,  1S94. 

OLD    FAVORITES. 


Je    Suis    Americain. 
He  got  to  Paris  late  at  night, 

So  tired  he  couldn't  stand, 
He'd  three  valises  by  his  side, 

A  guide-book  in  his  hand. 
He  singled  out  a  hackman  from 

The  crowd.     Said  he,  "  My  man. 
Just  drive  me  to  the  best  hotel, 

Je  suis  Amiricain." 

The  Jehu  drove  him  to  the  Grand 

By  course  circuitous, 
And  charged  a  price  which  was — well,  by 

No  means  gratuitous. 
The  stranger  paid  ;  then  registered, 

And  to  the  clerk  began  : 
'  I  want  the  best  room  in  the  house — 

Je  suis  Amiricain." 

They  showed  him  up  to  twenty- blank, 

Upon  the  parlor  floor  ; 
Two  candles  on  the  mantle-piece, 

A  gilt  plate  on  the  floor  ; 
But,  ere  he  slept,  he  mused,  and  thus 

His  lucubrations  ran  : 
•  To-morrow  I'll  make  Paris  howl— 

Je  suis  Amiricain." 

Next  day  he  to  the  summit  of 
The  Arc  de  Triomphe  hied. 
'  Veil,  vat  you  zink  of  zis?"  inquired 

A  Frenchman  at  his  side. 
'  This?    This  is  nothing,"  answered  he  ; 
"  Deny  it  if  you  can  ; 
You  ought  to  see  our  Brooklyn  Bridge — 
Je  suis  Amiricain." 

Into  a  gilded  restaurant 

He  chanced  to  drop  one  day  ; 
The  waiters'  jargon  fairly  drove 
His  appetite  awav. 
'  Confound  your  dishes,  cooked,"  said  he, 
"  On  the  Parisian  plan! 
I  want  a  plate  of  pork  and  beans — 
Je  suis  Amiricain." 

Where'er  he  went,  whate'er  he  did, 

'Twas  always  just  the  same  ; 
He  couldn't,  it  appeared,  forget 

The  country  whence  he  came  ; 
And  when,  once  more  at  home,  his  eyes 

Familiar  scenes  did  scan, 
He  doffed  his  hat,  and  cried,   "Thank  God, 

Je  suis  Amiricain." — Anon. 


In  the  Catacombs. 

Never  lived  a  Yankee  yet 

But  was  ready  to  bet 

On  the  U.  S.  A. 

If  you  speak  of  Italy's  sunny  cliine, 
"  Maine  kin  beat  it,  every  time  !  " 

If  you  tell  of  ^Etna's  fount  of  fire, 

You  rouse  bis  ire. 

In  an  injured  way 

He'll  probably  say, 
"  I  don't  think  much  of  a  smokin'  hill. 

We've  got  a  moderate  little  rill 

Kin  make  yer  old  volcaner  still ; 

Pour  old  Niagery  down  the  crater, 

'N'  I  guess  'twill  cool  her  fiery  nater." 

You  have  doubtless  heard  of  those  ancient  lies. 

Manufactured  for  a  prize  ; 

The  reputation  of  each  rose  higher 

As  he  proved  himself  the  bigger  liar. 

Said  an  Englishman  :  "Only  t'other  day, 

Sailing  from  Dover  to  Calais, 

I  saw  a  man,  without  float  or  oar, 

Swimming  across  from  the  English  shore, 

Manfully  breasting  the  angry  sea " 

"  Friend,"  said  the  Yankee,  "that  was  me!" 

Mindful  of  all  the  thrice-told  tales, 

WThenever  a  Yankee  to  Europe  sails, 

The  people  try  every  sort  of  plan 

To  rouse  his  astonishment,  if  they  can. 

Sam  Brown  was  a  fellow  from  "way  down  East," 

Who  never  was  staggered  in  the  least. 

No  tale  of  marvelous  beast  or  bird 

Could  match  the  stories  he  had  heard. 

No  curious  place  or  wondrous  view 
"  Was  ekill  to  Podunk,  I  tell  yu." 

They  showed  him  a  room  where  a  queen  had  slept ; 
"  Twan't  up  to  the  tavern  daddy  kept.'' 

They  showed  him  Lucerne.      But  he  had  drunk 

From  the  beautiful  Mollichunkamunk. 

They  took  him  at  last  to  ancient  Rome, 

And  inveigled  him  into  a  catacomb. 

Here  they  plied  him  with  draughts  of  wine 

(Though  he  vowed  old  cider  was  twice  as  fine) 

Till  the  fumes  of  Falernian  filled  his  head, 

And  he  slept  as  sound  as  the  silent  dead  ; 

They  removed  a  mummy  to  make  him  room. 

And  laid  him  at  length  in  the  rocky  tomb. 

They  piled  old  skeletons  round  the  stone, 

Set  a  "dip"  in  a  candlestick  of  bone, 

And  left  him  to  slumber  there  alone. 

Then  watched,  from  a  distance,  the  taper's  gleam, 

WaUing  to  jeer  at  his  frightened  scream 

When  he  should  awake  from  his-  drunken  dream. 

After  a  time  the  Yankee  woke, 

But  instantly  saw  through  the  flimsy  joke  ; 

So  never  a  cry  or  shout  he  uttered. 

But  solemnly  rose  and  slowly  muttered  : 
"  I  see  how  it  is.     It's  the  judgment  day, 

We've  all  been  dead  and  stowed  away  ; 

All  these  stone  furriner's  sleepin"  yet, 

An'  I'm  the  fust  one  up,  you  bet ! 

Can't  none  o'  you  Romans  start  ?    Say,  come  ! — 
United  States  is  ahead,  I  vum  !  " — H.  H.  Ballard. 


William  C.  Carpenter,  the  oldest  practicing  lawyer  in  New 
York,  appeared  as  counsel  in  the  city  court  the  other  day. 
He  is  ninety-one  years  of  age,  in  vigorous  health  and  sound 
of  mind,  and  says  it  is  work  that  keeps  him  alive. 


July  2,  1894. 


THE 


A  RG  ON  AU  T. 


SIBYL    SANDERSON. 


The  California!!    Prima    Donna    Succeeds    in   a   Role   which  Invites 

Comparisons — She  Sings  Juliette  after  Massenet's 

"Thais" — Her  Voice  and  Charm. 


Sibyl  Sanderson,  when  she  sang  Juliette  for  the  first  time, 
at  the  OpeYa  in  Paris,  on  the  first  day  of  June,  measured 
herself  fairly  against  the  artists  of  the  day. 

When  she  made  her  debut  at  the  Opera  in  Massenet's 
"  Thais,"  it  remained  for  the  envious  and  the  jealous  to  say 
that  her  success  was  not  due  only  to  her  intrinsic  force  as  an 
artist:  They  were  obliged  to  own  that  in  "  Thais  "  she  had 
succeeded,  and  that  they  had  been  mistaken  when  they  had 
predicted  that  her  voice  was  not  large  enough  to  fill  the  great 
auditorium  ;  for  all  of  the  two  thousand  people  who  came  to 
hear  her  first  night  agreed  that  the  house  was  none  too  big 
for  her.  The  policemen  in  plain  clothes,  with  whom  the 
bomb-ridden  authorities  had  filled  the  fifth  tier  of  seats, 
heard  every  word  of  the  sotto  voce  recitative  with  which  her 
role  begins,  and  Lenepveu's  painted  figures  of  the  Hours, 
sprawling  on  the  ceiling,  would  have  heard,  too,  if  they  had 
not  made  up  their  minds  long  ago  to  occupy  themselves  ex- 
clusively with  staring  at  the  pretty  women  in  the  audience. 

And  they  acknowledged,  too — the  envious  and  the  jealous 
— that  Sibyl  Sanderson  drew  large  houses  and  sent  the  sub- 
scribers home  contented  night  after  night,  although  the 
opera  itself  was  not  a  success.  Her  voice  and  her  personal 
charm  delighted  the  critics,  who  complained  that  Massenet 
had  not  done  his  best  work  in  "  Thai's,"  and  the  press  praised 
her  as  unanimously  as  it  condemned  the  opera.  To  make  a 
successful  debut  at  the  Opera  in  a  work  which  is  itself  a 
failure,  to  bring  in  throngs  of  people  night  after  night  to 
hear  music  which  the  critics  have  not  recommended,  was  a 
performance  which  may  well  have  wrarmed  the  hearts  of  the 
artist's  friends  in  California.  But  the  envious  and  the  jeal- 
ous said  :  "  Wait  a  moment.  After  all,  this  music  was 
written  for  her — written  by  a  master  who  is  as  proud  of  his 
pupil  as  of  his  music.  The  score  of  '  Thais '  fits  her  and 
becomes  her  as  aptly  as  the  Byzantine  robe  she  wears. 
Wait  until  she  sings  one  of  the  standard  operas." 

And  when  "  Romeo  et  Juliette "  was  announced,  there 
fell  upon  the  envious  and  the  jealous  a  little  hush  of  en- 
venomed expectation. 

The  doubts  are  now  at  rest,  and  the  envious  and  the  jeal- 
ous have  had  to  change  the  subject  and  talk  of  some  one 
else,  for  Sibyl  Sanderson  has  definitely  taken  her  place 
among  the  artists  of  the  opera.  She  attacked  Gounod's 
music — which  she  had  only  sung  before  at  Brussels  and  at 
Nice — with  a  sureness  and  a  power  which  left  not  one  dis- 
sentient ear  among  the  critics  of  the  press. 

The  achievement  was,  from  the  purely  formal  point  of 
view,  as  great  as  that  of  a  man  of  letters  who  is  received  by 
the  Academy.  It  has  given  her  a  position  in  the  eyes  of  the 
world  at  large  which  she  had  certainly  not  enjoyed  before. 
In  the  eyes  of  the  artistic  world  of  Paris  her  position  was 
already  made,  and  the  "  people  who  know  "  regard  her  en- 
gagement at  the  Opera  as  a  natural  incident  in  her  career 
rather  than  as  the  astounding  promotion  it  seems  to  those 
who  do  not  know  how  much  she  has  already  done.  It  is  a 
remarkable  fact  that  Sibyl  Sanderson  had  made  for  herself 
at  the  Opera  Comique  an  altogether  unique  position  in 
Paris.  Quite  apart  from  the  people  of  fashion,  who  go  to 
the  Opera  and  the  Opera  Comique  to  see  and  to  be  seen  of 
men,  and  apart,  too,  from  the  musical  dilettanti  of  the 
capital,  the  two  opera-houses  have  a  large  constituency  of 
pleasure-seekers  pure  and  simple.  The  Germans,  and  the 
English,  and  the  Italians  all  have  their  word  of  scorn  for 
the  French  as  a  musical  people  ;  but  it  remains  a  fact  that 
neither  any  great  composer,  nor  any  great  artist,  can  be 
said  to  have  "arrived"  until  he  has  succeeded  in  Paris. 
And  it  is  not  less  true  that  there  are  a  great  number  of 
middle-class  Parisians  who  fill  the  cheaper  places  of  the 
two  houses  in  which  opera  is  given  and  who  have  very  firm 
convictions  of  their  own  in  regard  to  what  they  like  and  do 
not  like — convictions  at  which  they  arrive  without  any  assist- 
ance from  the  newspapers.  Among  this  class  some  of  the 
greatest  known  to  our  younger  generation  have  not  had  any 
success  at  all.  It  is  a  notorious  fact  that  Adelina  Patti  is 
not  popular  in  Paris.  One  may  explain  this,  and  a  dozen 
other  instances  of  the  independent  taste  of  Parisian  opera- 
goers,  as  best  one  may  ;  but  the  artists  do  not  try  to  explain 
it  at  all.  It  is  enough  for  them  to  try  to  please  the  people 
if  they  can  ;  and  it  was  a  recognized  truth,  during  the  last 
year  of  Sibyl  Sanderson's  engagement  at  the  Opera  Comique, 
that  she  was  the  most  popular  singer  in  Paris — the  singer 
best  known  and  best  loved  by  the  simple  folk  who  save  their 
sous  to  hear  the  new  music  and  the  new  artists  every  sea- 
son. There  is  every  reason  to  believe  that  she  will  gain  for 
herself  the  same  peculiarly  delightful  position  at  the  Opera. 

One  result  of  her  translation  to  a  more  important  stage  is 
that  she  has,  since  her  success  in  "  Romeo  et  Juliette,"  re- 
ceived her  first  satisfactory  offer  for  an  American  tour.  Al- 
though the  negotiations  in  this  behalf  have  not  yet  been  com- 
pleted, it  is  perhaps  not  too  gross  an  indiscretion  to  say  that 
there  is  every  reason  to  believe  that  she  will  make  her  bow 
to  an  American  audience  in  the  early  part  of  next  year  and 
that  M.  Grau  will  be  her  manager.  The  summer  months 
during  which  the  opera  enlarges  its  song-birds,  and  they  fly 
away  to  twitter  in  the  trees  at  the  watering-places,  are  all  full 
of  engagements  for  Miss  Sanderson.  All  this  is  very  grati- 
fying to  those  who  have  watched  with  anxiety  the  efforts  of  a 
young  lady  to  make  herself  a  great  reputation  as  an  artist, 
and,  from  a  purely  practical  point  of  view,  it  must  afford  the 
artist  herself  no  little  satisfaction  to  discover  that  she  is,  at 
the  present  moment,  more  sought  after  than  any  other  singer 
in  Paris  for  the  private  entertainments  upon  which  the 
wealthy  residents  of  Paris  spend  so  much  of  their  money.    . 

There  is  to-day  only  one  other  American  artist  who  has 
made  for  herself  a  serious  position  in  grand  opera,  and 
Emma  Eames,  great  as  an  artist  as  she  is  and  delightful  as  is 
her  voice,  is   certainly  not  as   popular   in   Paris   as  is  Sibyl 


Sanderson.  Miss  Sanderson's  voice  is,  of  course,  so  im- 
portant a  factor  in  her  success  that  the  other  elements  which 
have  contributed  to  it,  considerable  as  they  are  in  them- 
selves, are  comparatively  unimportant ;  and,  from  a  musi- 
cianly  point  of  view,  the  surpassing  excellence  of  her  voice 
lies  chiefly  in  the  absolute  clearness  of  her  upper  register. 
Her  G  in  ait  (her  "  Tour  Eiffel  note,"  as  it  is  called  in  Paris) 
is  in  itself  so  phenomenal  a  product  of  the  human  voice  that 
it  has,  no  doubt,  done  a  great  deal  to  attract  attention  to 
the  Californian  prima  donna.  But,  throughout  the  range  of 
an  octave  below  this  extraordinary  note,  her  upper  register 
possesses  at  once  a  purity  and  a  precision  quite  unparalleled. 
And  Sibyl  Sanderson  is  almost  the  only  finished  actress  on 
the  operatic  stage  to-day.  It  is  hard  to  compare  her  Juliette 
with  the  readings  of  the  great  actresses  who  have  been  heard 
by  our  generation.  Ellen  Terry,  Modjeska,  Mary  Ander- 
son, and  the  others  have  had  an  opportunity  altogether  de- 
nied to  her  for  getting  the  very  utmost  out  of  the  Shake- 
spearian conception.  They  were  hampered  neither  by  the 
weakness  of  a  translation  nor  by  the  inherent  conventional- 
ities and  limitations  which  do  so  much  to  make  the  opera 
less  realistic  than  the  theatre.  Sibyl  Sanderson's  Juliette  in- 
vites comparison  only  with  the  work  of  other  artists  who 
have  enriched  the  action  of  the  play  with  the  wealth  of 
Gounod's  music,  and  among  them  she  stands  certainly  the 
first. 

Those  who  most  admire  her  as  an  artist  are  quite  willing 
to  concede  that  her  astounding  success  is  in  some  measure 
owing  to  the  personal  charm  which,  in  her  case,  as  in  the 
case  of  few  other  artists,  makes  itself  felt  across  the  foot- 
lights. To  the  world  of  fashion  in  Paris  Sibyl  Sanderson  is 
almost  unknown.  The  renown  she  has  gained  as  an  artist, 
the  social  position  which  she,  in  common  with  her  sisters, 
enjoys  in  the  American  colony  in  Paris,  the  friendships  she 
made  for  herself  during  her  stay  in  St.  Petersburg,  have 
opened  to  her  all  that  is  brightest  and  most  delightful  in 
French  society  ;  but  it  is  very  rarely  that  she  accepts  any  of 
the  invitations  she  receives,  for  it  is,  after  all,  by  hard  work, 
first  and  foremost,  that  she  made  her  way.  Even  her  old 
friends  among  the  Californian  colony  in  Paris  find  it  is  almost 
impossible  to  drag  her  away  from  her  stern  routine  of  study 
and  rehearsal  and  from  the  regime  of  repose  with  which 
she  is  obliged  to  precede  each  of  her  appearances.  But  in 
the  world  of  art  and  of  letters,  among  the  artists  who  work 
with  her  and  the  critics  who  occupy  themselves  with  her 
work,  she  is  very  well  known  and  very  much  loved.  The 
stories  of  her  unsparing  kindness  and  generosity  toward 
those  who  have  not  been  so  successful  as  herself  are  endless, 
and  there  is,  in  the  merely  external  circumstances  of  her  life, 
a  brightness  which  appeals  to  the  world  of  Paris  at  large. 
She  is  undoubtedly  to-day  one  of  the  twenty  best-dressed 
women  in  Paris,  and  the  people  who  applaud  her  at  the  opera 
enjoy  seeing  her,  always  in  the  smartest  of  toilettes,  driving 
down  the  Champs-Elysees  to  her  rehearsals  in  her  well- 
appointed  carriage. 

All  these  things  go  a  long  way  with  the  French,  and 
although  they  are  supposed  to  allow  their  artists  the  greatest 
possible  latitude  in  the  matter  of  their  private  lives,  the  fact 
that  Sibyl  Sanderson  is  a  young  lady  received  in  the  world, 
living  in  her  mother's  delightful  home,  and  surrounded  by 
her  charming  sisters,  gives  her  a  certain  prestige  which 
other  artists,  who  lead  a  life  of  vulgar  notoriety,  do  not 
enjoy.  Lynette. 

Paris,  June  10,  1894. 


Writing  with  rice-water,  to  be  rendered  visible  by  the  ap- 
plication of  iodine,  was  practiced  successfully  in  the  corres- 
pondence with  Jelalabad  in  the  first  Afghan  War.  The 
letter  was  concealed  in  a  quill.  On  opening  it,  a  small 
paper  was  unfolded,  on  which  appeared  the  single  word 
"  Iodine."  The  magic  liquid  was  applied,  and  therewith  ap- 
peared an  important  dispatch  frpm  Sir  Robert  Sale.  In 
France,  last  year,  some  strange  revelations  were  obtained 
from  convicts.  When  information  was  to  be  conveyed  to  a 
prisoner,  a  formal  letter,  containing  apparently  nothing  but 
a  few  trivial  facts  of  a  personal  nature,  was  forwarded  to 
the  prison.  This  was  read  by  the  governor,  who  stamped 
it  and  allowed  it  to  be  handed  on  to  the  man  to  whom  it  was 
addressed.  The  latter,  however,  was  aware  that  there  was 
another  letter  to  be  read  between  the  lines,  written  in  milk, 
and  easily  decipherable  on  being  rubbed  over  with  a  dirty 
finger. 

^  •  *i 

A  rich  foreigner  settled  in  Marseilles  and  built  a  very 
costly  villa.  Two  years  ago,  he  made  elaborate  prepara- 
tions for  dying  by  his  own  hand  whenever  he  decided  that 
the  moment  had  come.  He  built  a  vault,  which  could  be 
hermetically  sealed,  in  a  corner  of  his  garden,  furnished 
with  a  reclining-chair,  two  large  candelabra,  and  two  pans, 
filled  with  charcoal,  ready  to  light.  He  entered  the  vault 
frequently,  but  not  until  a  month  ago  did  he  close  the  door 
and  light  the  charcoal.     He  was  found  dead  in  the  chair. 


A  young  man  who  went  to  see  the  Wellesley  College  girls 
on  "float  day,"  left  his  admission  ticket  at  home,  and  a  guard 
insolently  refused  to  let  him  enter  the  grounds.  He  asked 
for  the  guard's  name,  and  that  person  refused  to  give  it. 
Then  the  young  man  drew  a  camera  on  him  and  had  his 
picture  in  a  jiffy,  and  the  guard  was  ready  to  capitulate. 


In  one  of  Carlyle's  letters,  printed  in  the  At/antic,  a  state- 
ment which  should  appeal  to  the  pride  of  the  American 
humorist  is  to  the  effect  that  some  bits  of  extravagant  Ameri- 
can fun  quoted  to  him  "  show  a  great  deal  of  intellect  float- 
ing about  in  America  and  not  knowing  what  form  to  put  it- 
self into." 

^  ■  fc 

A  well-known  medical  practitioner  at  St.  Petersburg  has 
just  been  sentenced  to  seven  days'  imprisonment,  to  a  fine  of 
one  thousand  roubles,  and  to  the  payment  of  an  annuity  of 
three  hundred  roubles  to  a  lady  who  was  injured  by  his  un- 
skillful treatment. 


INDIVIDUALITIES. 

Muley  Hassan,  the  late  Sultan  of  Morocco,  left  nearly  two 
thousand  loving  wives  to  mourn  his  untimely  taking  off 

King  Humbert,  of  Italy,  is  never  publicly  seen  on  state 
occasions  in  other  than  a  military  costume.  He  is  described 
as  a  generous,  good-natured,  easy-going  gentleman. 

The  "wheat  king"  of  the  world  belongs  to  Argentina. 
He  is  an  Italian  immigrant,  named  Guazone,  and  his  broad 
acres  are  situated  in  the  south  of  the  Province  of  Buenos 
Ayres. 

Senator  Harris  is  said  to  know  more  about  parliamentary 
law  than  any  other  senator  on  the  Democratic  side.  His 
eyes  and  his  eyebrows  are  so  set  as  to  give  his  face  a  Mon- 
golian expression. 

Mr.  Gladstone's  wedding-present  to  Miss  Margot  Tennant 
consisted  of  the  seven  volumes  of  his  "  Gleanings."  This 
also  was  the  present  he  took  to  the  other  Miss  Tennant,  who 
is  now  Mrs.  Stanley. 

Economist  Holman,  when  he  takes  his  lunch,  simply  goes 
over  to  the  Senate  restaurant  and  gets  a  five-cent  glass  of 
milk.  The  only  variation  is  occasionally  ten  rents  extra  fbi 
a  portion  of  rice  pudding. 

The  duties  of  Vice-President  are  not  very  arduous,  and  he 
and  his  wife  devote  a  good  deal  of  their  time  to  society. 
Mrs.  Stevenson  is  a  patroness  at  nearly  every  large  social 
function,  while  her  husband  takes  in  the  dinners.  An  old 
habit  of  his  is  to  attend  to  all  his  correspondence  just  before 
going  to  bed. 

Governor  Greenhalge,  of  Massachusetts,  who  was  for  sei 
eral  years  president  of  the  Lowell  H  umane  Society,  tried  to 
buy  a  horse  in  Boston  the  other  day,  but  was  told  at  even- 
place  he  visited  that  it  was  next  to  impossible  to  obtain  an 
animal  with  an  "undocked"  tail.  "Then,"  said  the  gov- 
ernor, "  I  will  walk." 

Mrs.  Willie  Vanderbilt's  head-coachman  died  suddenly  in 
Paris  last  month.  He  was  stricken  on  the  box  of  the 
carriage  and  fell  dead  almost  instantly.  The  man's  name 
was  F.  Guillot,  and  he  was  the  highest  paid  individual  in  the 
business  in  this  country.  He  was  the  first  French  coach- 
man ever  brought  to  America. 

Stambouloff,  the  Bismarck  of  the  Balkans,  is  a  somewhat 
stern-looking  man  of  middle  age,  with  a  massive,  round 
head,  slightly  bald  at  the  temples,  dark,  deep-set  eyes,  a 
thick,  brown  mustache,  and  a  tuft  of  hair  d  la  Napoleon  the 
Third  on  his  chin.  Stambouloff  is  not  an  easy  man  to  read. 
His  eyes  are  impenetrable. 

This  is  a  Presbyterian  administration.  The  Lamonts, 
Stevensons,  Greshams,  and  Smiths  go  to  Rev.  Dr.  Bartlett's 
church,  on  New  York  Avenue.  The  Thurbers  go  with  the 
Clevelands  to  Dr.  Sunderland's,  on  Four-and-a-Half  Street. 
The  Lamonts  are  particularly  rigid  Calvinists.  Neverthe- 
less, the  Secretary  of  War  himself  does  not  go  to  church 
from  one  year's  end  to  the  other. 

General  Lord  Wolseley  has  been  appointed  field-marshal 
at  an  age  younger  than  that  of  any  of  the  fifty-six  persons 
not  of  royal  blood  who  have  been  advanced  to  that  rank 
since  its  establishment  in  England  in  1736,  with  two  excep- 
tions— John,  Duke  of  Argyle,  who,  with  the  Earl  of  Orkney, 
formed  the  first  creation,  and  the  Duke  of  Wellington,  who 
received  the  baton  for  Vitoria  at  the  age  of  forty-four. 

David  B.  Hill's  famous  phrase,  "  I  am  a  Democrat,"  with 
which  he  began  a  famous  campaign  speech  in  Brooklyn  some 
seven  or  eight  years  ago,  was  suggested  to  him  by  a  tipsy 
acquaintance  named  Charlie  Fulton.  Hill  was  walking  his 
floor  at  Albany,  cudgeling  his  brains  for  an  introduction  to 
his  coming  speech.  Between  his  hiccoughs,  Fulton  ex- 
claimed :  "  Dave,  you  go  down  to  Brooklyn,  raise  your  right 
arm,  and  say,  '  I  am  a  Democrat.' "  The  suggestion  was 
adopted,  and  proved  to  be  a  capital  stroke. 

Prince  Iturbide,  whose  grandfather  was  Emperor  of  Mex- 
ico in  1821,  and  who  was  adopted  by  Emperor  Maximillian 
and  Empress  Carlotta,  who  were  denied  children  of  their 
own  and  intended  to  make  him  their  heir,  has  a  record  of 
losing  thirty  thousand  dollars  at  baccarat  in  a  single  night. 
He  lives  in  Washington,  where  he  has  just  been  suspended 
from  the  Metropolitan  Club.  He  and  several  friends  had  a 
lively  time  there  one  night,  and  when  reprimanded  by  the 
governors,  he  refused  to  join  his  friends  in  confessing  their 
fault,  saying  a  prince  never  apologizes. 

The  peerage  never  fell  so  disastrously  upon  any  one  as 
on  Bernard  Coleridge,  the  eldest  son  of  the  late  chief- 
justice.  It  means  for  him  the  sudden  close  of  a  most  . 
promising  career,  and  practical  ruin.  His  father's  estate  is 
worth  less  than  two  thousand  pounds  annually,  which  is 
utterly  inadequate  to  the  dignities  of  his  rank.  The  new 
peer  succeeded  in  developing  a  most  successful  practice  as  a 
barrister.  He  must  abandon  this  because  he  becomes, 
nolens  voUns,  a  member  of  the  House  of  Lords.  The 
theory  is  that  every  member  of  the  upper  House  is  a  judge 
of  the  highest  appeal  court,  and  can  not,  therefore,  appear  as 
an  advocate  in  that  or  any  inferior  court. 

Ben  Tilln'in,  the  dispensary-law  governor  of  South  Caro- 
lina, is  a  little  man,  weighing  not  more  than  one  hundred 
and  forty  pounds,  but  in  his  one  good  eye  the  very  lightning 
of  heaven  si  ems  to  slumber.  As  an  orator,  he  can  arouse 
his  rustic  audiences  to  a  higher  pitch  of  enthusiasm  than  any 
other  man  in  his  State.  At  the  International  Temperance 
Congress  at  Prohibition  Park,  recently,  he  said  that  he  had 
not  drank  "  more  than  five  gallons  of  whisky  "  in  his  whole 
life.  Taking  the  old  navy  grog  ration  as  a  basis  of  calcula- 
tion— a  gill  a  day — this  would  make  a  total  of  one  hundred 
and  sixty  "social"  drinks  ;  but  it  is  possible  that  Governor 
Tillman  has  not  taken  an  average  of  four  a  year  since  he 
was  six  years  of  age. 


THE 


ARGONAUT. 


July  2,  1S94. 


A    FAMOUS    MAN'S    NIECE. 


How  a  Young  Novelist  Confused  the  Fountain-Heads  of  Fame. 

It  was  in  1875,  the  year  I  competed  for  the  Academy 
prize  with  my  novel,  "  Fatal  Love."  But  what  is  the  use  of 
telling  you  it's  name  ?  Doubtless  you  never  heard  of  it ;  it 
did  not  win  the  prize,  and  almost  all  the  copies  are  still  on 
the  booksellers'  shelves. 

"  You  have  made  it  too  straight-laced,"  said  the  publisher, 
who  had  consented  to  get  it  out,  at  my  expense,  only  after  I 
had  advanced  the  full  cost  of  publication. 

Vet,  such  is  the  irony  of  fate,  my  unhappy  work  was  cast 
out  by  the  Forty  Immortals  on  the  pretext  that  certain  pas- 
sages were  too  risky.  However,  this  double  check  did  not 
stop  my  career  in  the  production  of  masterpieces  of  fiction. 
But  it  is  to  my  "  Fatal  Love"  that  I  owe  having  been  ridicu- 
lous once  in  my  life.      I  sincerely  hope  it  was  the  only  tijne. 

I  was  voung — for  I  was  not  much  more  than  twenty — and 
I  was  inexperienced — for,  after  having  frankly  published  a 
novel  at  my  own  expense,  I  sent  three  copies,  in  all  serious- 
ness, to  the  secretary  of  the  Academie  Francaise,  and  took 
no  further  steps  in  the  matter,  confident  of  my  merit.  How- 
ever, an  old  aunt  whom  I  had  informed  of  my  ambitious 
project,  gave  me  some  good  advice. 

"  My  dear  nephew,"  she  said,  "  I  know  an  Academician, 

the  well-known   writer,  Z .     Take  him   a  copy  of  your 

book,  with  a  special  dedication.  I  will  speak  to  him  about 
it,  for  I  meet  him  every  week  at  some  house  or  other  when 
I  am  dining  out." 

The  very  next  morning  my  book  was  dispatched  to  the 

famous  writer,  Z ,  who  is  dead  now  ;  but  not,  as  you 

shall  see,  from  having  read  my  book. 

Summer  was  coming  on,  and  I  went  down  into  Burgundy 
to  get  a  breath  of  country  air,  to  see  my  family,  and  to 
economize  a  little.  The  publication  of  my  book  had  created 
a  stringency  in  my  finances.  Times  have  changed  since 
authors  were  the  ruin  of  publishers. 

In  a  compartment  of  the  Paris,  Lyons,  and  Marseilles 
Express  there  awaited  me  the  sweetest  satisfaction  that  liter- 
ature has  ever  afforded  me.  It  was  brief,  alas  ;  but,  never- 
theless, even  now  I  can  not  recall  that  pure  and  fleeting 
memory  of  my  youth  without  a  thrill  of  emotion. 

There  were  three  of  us  in  the  compartment :  myself,  of 
course  ;  then  a  man  of  about  sixty  years,  short  of  figure, 
red  of  face,  bald,  and — a  strange  thing  at  his  age — without 
the  red  ribboYi  of  the  Legion  of  Honor.  He  might  be  a 
man  of  brilliant  intellect ;  but,  if  so,  he  concealed  it  under  a 
rather  heavy  outer  husk.  His  costume  evinced  an  ordinary 
regard  for  the  dictates  of  fashion.  On  the  other  hand,  the 
young  girl  who  accompanied  him — his  daughter,  doubtless — 
seemed  to  me  a  person  of  indisputable  distinction,  for  she 
wore  silk  stockings.  I  have  learned  since,  to  my  sorrow, 
that  it  does  not  do  to  pin  one's  faith  to  silk  stockings. 

However,  the  fair  unknown  might  have  worn  sabots,  had 
only  one  eye,  been  hunch-backed.  It  was  not  on  her  that 
my  dazzled  eyes  rested,  it  was  on  the  book  she  was  reading — 
a  book  in  a  salmon-colored  binding  that  I  would  have  recog- 
nized miles  away.     Great  heavens,  it  was  my  book  ! 

Ever)-  one  can  set  the  presses  working  nowadays.  Who 
among  us  has  not  given  himself  the  refined  delight  of  seeing 
his  name  blazing  forth  from  a  bookseller's  window  between 
those  of  Octave  Feuillet  and  Balzac  ?  But  to  see  one's  self 
read!     Ah,  what  a  voluptuous  delight  it  is  ! 

"  So,"  thought  I  to  myself,  as  I  stared  at  the  book — "  so, 
you  dear,  heaven-guided  angel,  you  have  bought  my  book, 
and  it  is  my  emotion  that  moves  you,  my  thoughts  that  you 
think,  my  words  that  flutter  on  your  rosebud  lips,  and  that 
charming  agitation  of  your  breast " 

My  neighbor  was  not  agitated,  she  was  yawning.  Doubt- 
less— I  forced  myself  to  believe  so — she  had  got  up  very 
early  that  morning  to  prepare  for  her  journey.  Her  eyes 
closed  little  by  little  :  her  rosy  chin  sank  toward  a  charming 
cushion  which  nature  had  set  to  its  hand  ;  her  finely  gloved 
hands  relaxed,  and — my  book  fell  to  the  floor.  It  is  not  an 
inexcusable  downfall  to  fall  at  the  feet  of  a  pretty  woman — 
especially  if  those  feet  be  clad  in  silk. 

She  had  not  moved.  Her  slumber  was  no  trifling  cat- 
nap, but  sober,  serious,  and  enduring.  It  was,  presumably, 
a  family  trait,  for  the  father  had  been  snoring  gently  for 
some  time.  Happily,  he  ,  had  not  been  reading  "  Fatal 
Love,"  which  fact  cut  short  certain  disquieting  suppositions. 
As  these  thoughts  flashed  through  my  brain,  I  stooped  to 
pick  up  the  book.  Alas,  my  happiness  did  not  last  long. 
No,  she  had  not  bought  the  book,  for,  on  the  fly-leaf,  I 
found  these  lines,  which  I  recognized,  for  I  had  written  them 
myself : 

To  Monsieur  Z 

(of  the  Acadimie  Francaise}. 

Dear  master,  allow  one  whom  you  do  not  know  to  offer  you  the 
Iwmage  of  this  humble  book,  as  a  token  of  respectful  admiration  for 
your  sublime  genius. 

But  then — this  apoplectic  and  neglected  personage  sleeping 
in  the  corner  was — oh,  joy  ! — he  was  the  famous  writer, 

Z !     And  he  had  noticed  my  book,  for  he  had  taken  it 

with  him.  He  allowed — who  knows? — perhaps  he  had  ad- 
vised, his  child  to  read  it ! 

I  must  profit  by  this  unhoped-for  meeting.  I  had  fully 
six  hours  to  spend  with  my  Academician — more  than  enough 
to  assure  myself  of  his  vote,  which,  according  to,  my  aunt, 
would  earn-  with  it  the  thirty-nine  others.  There  was-no 
reason  why  I  should  not  begin  operations  on  nim  through 
his  daughter.  It  was  a  roundabout  way  to  reach  my  end, 
but   what    a   charming   detour  !      If  all   the    vryrks   of  the 

famous  writer  Z were  as  good  as  this,  the  worthy  man 

was  entitled  to  his  seat  in  the  Academy. 

Imagine  a  brunette,  with  red  and  pouting  lips,  with  a 
figure  that  was  not  turned  on  a  lathe,  for  I  would  defy  the 
most  perfect  machine  to  produce  such  pure  and  striking  out- 
lines, such  adorable  contrasts  of  slenderness  and  swelling 
curves,  of  hills  and  valleys,  suggestive  of  everything  but  the 
Academy  and  its  prizes. 


But  it  was  no  time  to  fall  in  love,  I  must  think  of  my 
book.  Poor  book  !  the  leaves  were  not  yet  cut,  and,  if  mat- 
ters went  on  this  way,  they  might  never  be.  So,  having  nothing 
better  to  do,  I  drew  forth  my  penknife  and  set  to  cutting. the 
pages.  The  rustling  of  the  leaves — the  most  irritating  of 
noises — awoke  my  neighbor,  who  looked  astonished  at  sight 
of  my  occupation. 

"Sir,"  she  began,  reaching  out   her  hand  to  recover  her 

p  roper  ty 

"  Allow  me  to  save  you  a  little  trouble,"  I  replied.  "It 
will  take  only  a  minute." 

She  thanked  me  with  a  smile — what  superb  teeth  she  had  ! 
The  entire  Institute  could  not  offer  the  like.  I  saw  that  she 
regarded  me  with  a  certain  complaisance  ;  evidently,  I  did 
not  displease  her.  Now  was  my  chance  to  get  to  business. 
"  Besides,  I  have  almost  a  right  to  do  it,"  I  continued, 
throwing  into  my  face  a  world  of  meaning. 

"  A  right  ! "  she  repeated,  opening  her  eyes  wide. 
"Why,  yes.     For,  if  you  will  permit  me  to  introduce  my- 
self, I  am  the  author — the  humble  and  obscure  author  of 
this  book." 

She  took  the  book,  and,  with  lively  curiosity,  read  the 

plebeian   pseudonym  on    the  cover.       I    must  confess  that 

the  commonplace  name  of  Pierre  Lejeune  chilled  her  a  bit, 

and  it  was  with  a  slightly  disdainful  tone  that  she  resumed  : 

"Then,  sir,  you  are  an  author?" 

"  I  have  that  honor,  for  I  do  not  doubt  that  it  is  an  honor 
in  your  eyes.  You  must  know  many  of  the  leading  litter- 
ateurs of  the  day." 

"  Quite  a  number  come  to  our  house,  but  they  are  mostly 
old  men." 

"  Papa  keeps  a  sharp  eye  on  his  daughter,"  thought  I,  and 
then  I  added,  aloud:   "  Doubtless  you  read  a  great  deal?" 
"Oh,  yes,  in  the  summer,  in  the  country.     In   winter,  in 
Paris,  I  have  not  time." 

I  indicated  by  a  gesture  that  that  seemed  to  me  very 
natural  :  at  her  age,  with  her  beauty  and  style,  she  must 
be  much  sought  after.  Then  I  remembered  the  business  I 
had  in  hand. 

"  Do  you  think  that  your  father  will  do  me  the  honor  to 
glance  over  this  modest  effort  ?  I  need  not  tell  you  how  im- 
portant such  indorsement  as  his " 

"  He  is  not  my  father,  he  is  my  uncle.  Do  you  know 
him  ?  " 

"  By  reputation,  of  course.  What  talent  he  has  !  " 
She  nodded  her  head  in  approval.  "  Unfortunately,"  she 
said,  speaking  in  a  lower  tone,  "  he  is  growing  old,  and  one  is 
soon  worn  out  in  his  vocation.  We  have  had  a  busy  house 
this  season,  several  large  dinners  every  week,  and,  between 
ourselves,  my  poor  uncle  has  been  just  rushed  to  death." 

"  That  is  one  of  the  consequences  of  being  a  great  man. 
But  he  will  be  able  to  rest  now.  You  are  going  to  the 
country,  doubtless  ?  " 

"  Don't  imagine  that  country  life  will  be  a  rest.  In 
Burgundy,  the  dinners  are  simply  endless." 

"Ah,"  I  exclaimed,  "you  are  going  to  Burgundy?" 
"  Yes,  to  Champrive." 

"To  the  duchess's?     Shall  you  be  there  long?" 
"  All  the  autumn.     Do  you  know  the  neighborhood  ?  " 
"  I  visited  that  superb  residence  some  years  ago.     What 
would  you  say  if  I  visited  you  there  in  a  few  days  ? " 

She  seemed  astonished,  and  stared  at  me  as  if  to  see  if  I 
were  speaking  seriously. 

"  It  would  only  be,"  I  continued,  "to  learn  what  you  think 
of  my  book,  and  if  you  have  had  the  goodness,  after  having 
read  it,  to  say  a  good  word  for  it  to  your  uncle." 

She  burst  out  laughing — a  pearly,  rippling,  delicious  laugh. 
Heavens,  but  she  was  pretty  ! 

"You're  joking,"  she  said;  "you  wouldn't  come  to  see 
me." 

"  Not  to  see  you  ?  Why  not  ?  You  shall  see.  Promise 
me,  though,  that  in  the  meantime  you  will  not  have  forgotten 
him  who  will  carry  forever  in  his  heart " — the  uncle  still  slept 
like  a  dormouse — "  the  memory  of  your  exquisite  grace  and 
beauty." 

She  was  too  intelligent  not  to  see  that  I  was  sincere,  not 
foolish  enough  to  be  angry,  for,  bold  as  were  my  words,  my 
manner  was  perfectly  respectful.  Besides,  I  saw  that  she 
was  no  novice  at  coquetry  and  even  could  have  given  me 
points  in  the  game — a  most  delightful  game,  I  assure  you, 
and  one  that  interested  me  so  much  that  I  had  completely 
forgotten  Academy  and  Academicians,  including  the  one 
who  snored  away  in  the  corner.  We  talked  of  everything, 
of  Paris  and  Burgundy,  theatres  and  hunting,  the  Duchesse 
de  Champrive,  whom  she  evidently  knew  very  intimately,  but 
on  whom  she  expressed  herself  with  a  reserve  that  seemed 
to  me  in  excellent  taste.  1  even  dared — oh,  the  audacity  of 
a  youth  of  twenty  ! — to  ask  her  name,  which  she  gave  me 
with  adorable  ingenuousness  : 
"  Felicie  Legerot." 

"  Your  uncle  is  not  your  father's  brother,  then,"  I  remarked, 
"  for  you  have  not  the  same  name." 

What  more  shall  I  say?  The  journey  was  a  dream.  At 
Tonnerre,  where  the  train  stopped  for  luncheon,  I  had  the 
honor  to  escort  her  to  the  buffet,  for  the  Academician,  "tor- 
tured," he  said,  "  by  an  atrocious  headache,"  had  refused  to 
get  out.  Worthy  man  !  I  served  his  niece  with  the  same 
assiduity  I  would  have  served  a  queen. 

When  I  alighted  at  Dijon — my  companions  went  on  to 
Beaune — I  had  not  made  much  progress  as  regards  my  lit- 
erary future,  but  I  certainly  had  no  cause  to  complain  of  that 
which  I  had  made  in  Felicie's  affections.  In  the  Blaisy  tun- 
nel (five  thousand  feet  long)  I  had  devoured  her  hands  with 
kisses  through  the  violently  perfumed  kid-gloves  that  covered 
them,  and  I  had  whispered  "  I  shall  see  you  again  soon "  to 
her,  emphasizing  the  words  with  a  passionate  pressure  of  her 
supple  fingers. 

"But  it  is  impossible,"  she  had  protested,  though  not  an- 
grily. "  You  must  not  attempt  to  see  me  again,  M.  Lejeune." 
"  Come,  come,"  I  exclaimed  with  a  happy  laugh,  "  haven't 
you  guessed  that  Lejeune  is  a  literary  pseudonym  ?  "  And, 
bringing  my  lips  a  little  nearer  her  pink  ear  than,  perhaps, 
strict  decorum  would  permit,  I  confided  to  my  pretty  neigh- 


bor the  honorable  name  and  title  my  ancestors  had  bequeathed 
me. 

Under  any  other  circumstances,  Felicie's  reply  would  have 
seemed  a  little  hard  on  my  literary  pride. 

"There!"  she  exclaimed,  "  I  thought  all  the  lime  you 
didn't  look  like  a  real  author." 

Her  uncle  had  finally  waked  up,  but,  for  some  reason  un- 
known to  me,  his  niece  refused  to  introduce  me,   and  she 

even  seemed  surprised  at  my  insistence.    However,  as  Z 

had  the  appearance  of  a  simple  sort  of  man,  superior  to  the 
stupid  prejudices  of  etiquette,  I  spoke  to  him  just  as  the 
train  stopped. 

"  Dear  master,"  I  said,  "  I  have  respected  the  repose 
needful  to  a  great  intellect  like  yours.  Let  me  assure  you, 
however,  of  my  strong  desire  to  be  presented  to  you  soon 
at  the  duchess's.  Though  you  do  not  suspect  it,  you  see  be- 
fore you  a  petitioner  for  your  good  offices." 

He  seemed  surprised,  but  made  no  effort  to  understand  me. 

"  Sir,"  said  he,  cordially,  "  if  it  is  anything  that  lies  in  my 
province,  you  may  count  on  me."  And  we  shook  hands 
warmly. 

The  reader  need  not  be  told  after  what  manoeuvres  I 
found  myself,  a  week  later,  at  the  Duchesse  de  Champrive's, 
who  invited  me  to  luncheon  a  few  days  later. 

Everybody  knows,  by  description  at  least  or  from  the 
illustrated  papers,  the  magnificent  Champrive  residence,- 
a  spendidly  preserved  chateau  in  the  renaissance  style.  The 
duchess,  a  majestic  blonde  of  opulent  charms,  was  then 
nearing  her  fortieth  year  ;  but  to  forget  her  age  she  had 
only  to  listen  to  her  admirers  or  to  look  in  her  mirror,  two  ■ 
actions  to  which  she  was  not  at  all  averse. 

I  was  thinking  too  much  of  Felicie  to  pay  attention  to 
anything  else,  and  you  can  imagine  my  disappointment 
when,  as  we  entered  the  dining-room,  I  saw  that  neither  she 
nor  her  uncle  was  among  the  company.  What  had  hap- 
pened ?  They  had  told  me  they  were  to  be  the  duchess's 
guests  until  the  end  of  the  autumn. 

Profiting  by  a  moment  of  silence,  I  determined  to  ask  for 
them. 

"  Has  our  distinguished  friend  Z left  you,  madame  ?  " 

I  asked,  raising  my  voice  ;  "  I  hoped  to  meet  him  here." 

"He  did  not  come  this  year.      Do  you  know  him?" 

"Only  enough  to  have  offered  him  a  book  which " 

"  I  thought  as  much.     So  you  are  an  author,  sir.     Our 

friend  Z lent  me  your  book,  recommending  it  as  the 

work  of  a  compatriot.     I  read  it,  and  found  it  charming." 

Poor  woman,  may  heaven  forgive  her  the  fib.  But  just 
then  I  was  thinking  of  other  things. 

"What,"  I  insisted,  "  M.  Z has  not  come!     Why,  I 

traveled  down  here  with  him,  the  other  day  ;  he  was  coming 
here  with  his  niece." 

"  His  niece  ?  " 

"  Yes,  madame.  She  has  a  great  admiration  for  you. 
She  is  extremely  pretty,  and  so  sensible,  too." 

"  Z 's  niece  !     Do  you  know  her  name?  " 

"  Mile.  Felicie  Legerot." 

Mme.  de  Champrive  crushed  me  with  a  look.  The  duke 
seemed  astonished,  and  glanced  at  me  in  a  droll  manner  out 
of  the  corner  of  his  eye.  And  as  I  was  mechanically  staring 
at  the  butler,  who  stood  opposite  me,  I  saw  the  face  of  that 
grave  man  express  stupefaction  so  profound  that  I  intuitively 
felt  I  had  committed  some  horrible  blunder  which  was 
irremediable  because  I  had  not  the  faintest  idea  where  the 
trouble  lay. 

A  silence  reigned  for  a  minute,  then  they  began  to  talk  of 
something  else.  For  the  time  being,  I  decided  not  to  open 
my  mouth  again,  even  to  eat,  for  my  appetite  was  gone.  If 
it  had  rested  with  me,  the  chateau  would  have  caught  fire 
immediately,  so  that  I  could  have  escaped  under  cover  of 
the  confusion.  But  I  had  to  sit  there  and  wait  for  the  end 
of  the  dinner,  pretending  to  find  the  conversation  highly  di- 
verting. Then  I  had  to  go  to  the  salon  and  receive  from 
the  hands  of  the  haughty  Juno  a  cup  of  coffee,  for  which  I 
did  not  dare  ask  for  sugar,  lest  I  should  once  more  see  her 
eyes  rest  on  me  with  disdain. 

Finally — it  was  the  last  trial — the  suggestion  was  made 
that  some  guests  from  Paris  and  I  should  inspect  the 
chateau.  That  over,  I  hoped  to  ask  for  my  tilbury  and  es- 
cape to  my  own  roof,  hoping  that,  sooner  or  later,  some 
chance  would  reveal  to  me  the  fatal  error  I  had  committed, 
of  which  I  vainly  sought  to  imagine  the  nature  and  extent. 

That  chance  was  not  long  in  coming. 

As  we  descended  to  the  kitchen,  the  duchess  keeping  me 
at  her  side — I  have  never  been  able  to  rid  myself  of  the 
idea  that  she  did  it  on  purpose — do  you  know  whom  I  saw 
in  the  immense,  crypt-like  room,  with  its  great  stone  pillars  ? 
Do  you  know  whom  I  saw  in  cap,  apron,  and  shirt-sleeves, 

standing   before   the  immense   range?     Simply  Z ,  the 

Academician,  or,  rather,  the  false  Z ,  fatter,  redder,  than 

in  the  railway  car,  but  not  asleep  this  time,  for  he  was  in  the 
act  of  preparing  an  aspic  de  volatile  for  dinner. 

And  do  you  know  whom  I  saw  enter  by  another  door,  in 
a  coquettish  white  apron  and  carrying  a  kettle  that  she  had 
doubtless  just  filled  with  hot  water  ?  Felicie  Legerot  in 
person.  The  young  unknown  for  whom  I  had  got  luncheon 
at  Tonnerre,  whose  hands  I  had  kissed  with  impetuous  ardor 
in  the  Blaisy  tunnel,  was  the  duchess's  maid.     He  whom   I 

had  taken  for  the  famous  writer,  Z ,  was  the  cook,  I  had 

just  eaten  his  masterpieces  !  and  "  Fatal  Love,"  the  cause  of 
all  this  confusion,  had  been  filched  by  Felicie  from  her  mis- 
tress. 

We — Felicie,  her  uncle,  and  I — must  have  looked  un- 
speakably funny  as  we  recognized  each  other,  for  the  Duch- 
esse de  Champrive  could  not  restrain  herself,  and,  in  spite 
of  her  dignity,  had  to  lean  against  one  of  the  pillars  that 
supported  the  roof,  to  laugh  at  her  ease.  As  to  Felicie, 
the  shameless  hussy,  she  fled  to  the  next  room,  where  I 
heard  her  shriek  with  laughter. 

All  this  happened  ten  years  ago,  and  never  since  then  have 
I  been  seen  at  Champrive.  I  have  met  the  duchess  once  or 
twice  in  Paris,  but  I  hope  she  did  not  recognize  me.  If  she 
did,  it  certainly  was  not  my  fault. — Translated  for  the  Argo- 
naut from  the  French  of  Leon  de  Tinseau. 


July  2,  1S94. 


THK         ARGONAUT. 


RECOLLECTIONS    OF    LONDON. 

Anecdotes   from    Mrs.  Newton    Crosland's    "Landmarks   of  a   Lit- 
erary Life"— Tales  of  Waterloo,  Social  Sketches,  and 
Notes  on  Famous  People. 

One  of  the  privileges  of  old  age — that  of  recounting  the 
deeds  and  scenes  of  long  ago — is  delightfully  utilized  by 
Mrs.  Newton  Crosland  in  her  "  Landmarks  of  a  Literary 
Life."  She  was  born  and  lived  in  London,  and  her  recollec- 
tions date  formally  from  1820  to  1892,  though  the  first 
chapter  or  two,  containing  her  earliest  souvenirs,  extend  well 
back  into  the  second  decade  of  the  century. 

Mrs.  Crosland  was  born  three  years  befoi'e  the  Battle  of 
Waterloo,  and  she  can  remember  incidents  connected  with 
that  memorable  day.  Speaking  of  the  memorable  Sunday 
in  June,  1815,  when  Waterloo  was  fought,  she  says  : 

Not  till  the  following  Tuesday  evening  did  the  great  news  reach 
London.  It  was  the  night  of  the  whist  club  to  which  my  parents  be- 
longed. In  those  days  half-past  four  was  a  very  common  dinner- 
hour,  and  middle-class  folks  usually  assembled  to  spend  the  evening 
by  seven  o'clock.  On  that  eventful  twentieth  of  June,  the  whist- 
players  were  in  the  full  enjoyment  of  their  games,  when  they  were 
startled  by  the  newsmen's  horns  and  the  cries  of  "  A  great  victory — 
Buonopar/y  defeated  !  "  and  "Courier/" — then  considered  the  most 
authentic  evening  paper.  I  have  heard  the  scene  vividly  described 
•  many  times.  The  cards  were  thrown  down— the  gentlemen  rushed 
into  the  street  to  procure  the  paper  at  any  price  the  newsmen  asked. 
The  details  were  comparatively  meagre,  yet  they  were  ample  enough 
to  convey  some  idea  of  the  victory  gained  and  to  break  up  the  party, 
sending  home  several  medical  men  who  were  present,  and  who  in- 
tended to  proceed  to  Brussels  or  make  arrangements  to  dispatch  med- 
ical students  without  delay.  The  ladies  also  departed,  for  their  task 
was  to  be  up  early  to  look  out  all  the  old  linen  they  could  find  and 
set  themselves  to  work  to  make  lint  for  the  wounded.  Not  only  did 
surgeons  from  all  parts  of  the  country  hasten  to  the  scene  of  slaugh- 
ter, but  dentists  had  their  emissaries  to  extract  the  teeth  of  the  dead 
soldiers;  for  false  teeth  were  then,  in  a  grim  sense,  real  teeth,  not 
made  of  enamel. 

.   Mrs.    Crosland's  earliest  recollections   were  of   the   talk 
about  Waterloo,  and  she  gives  us  several  anecdotes  : 

In  my  early  life  I  knew  well  a  lady  who  happened  to  be  in  Brus- 
sels that  memorable  June.  She  was  then  newly  married,  and  only 
three- an d-twenty  years  of  age.  So  little  certain  of  victory  did  the 
English  on  the  spot  feel,  that  her  husband  insisted  on  her  dressing 
like  a  Normandy  peasant,  thinking  such  a  costume  would  be  a  pro- 
tection. Vividly  have  I  heard  her  describe  the  partings  she  wit- 
nessed at  the  door  of  the  hotel  where  she  was  staying,  and  the  de- 
spair of  wives  who  were  left  behind— wives  soon  to  be  widows.  Very 
graphically,  too,  did  she  describe  the  next  day's  events,  when  women 
— many  of  whom,  too  agitated  to  change  their  attire,  were  still  ele- 
gantly dressed — made  their  way  somehow  toward  the  field  of  battle, 
returning  in  the  army  wagons,  supporting  the  heads  of  the  wounded 
on  their  knees,  bathing  their  brows,  and  binding  up  their  wounds, 
while  a  small,  steady  rain  poured  down  on  the  faces  begrimed  by 
powder  which  yet  allowed  their  pallor  to  be  seen. 

Here  is  another  anecdote  of  the  battle,  which  casts  a  vivid 
light  on  one  of  the  horrors  of  war  : 

I  once  met  at  a  dinner-party  the  widow  of  an  officer  who  fought 
at  Waterloo,  and  the  lady  narrated  her  experience  of  the  "after- 
battle  "  scene.  For  some  reason  she  had  to  cross  the  field  while  it 
was  still  strewn  with  the  dead,  and  for  this  purpose  she  was  blind- 
folded and  placed  on  horseback,  the  steed  being  led  by  a  trooper. 
She  had  a  handkerchief  to  her  nose — steeped,  I  think  she  said,  with 
vinegar — and  not  until  she  had  reached  an  acclivity  nearly  a  mile 
from  the  scene  of  carnage  was  the  bandage  removed  from  her  eyes. 
Then  she  looked  back,  when  the  field  of  Waterloo  appeared  like  a 
field  of  tombstones,  for  the  bodies  were  all  stripped  of  outer  cloth- 
ing and  shone  white  in  the  sunshine  like  stones.  The  camp- 
following  ghouls  had  done  their  work  effectually. 

In  the  matter  of  dress,  Mrs.  Crosland  has  very  little  sym- 
pathy with  the  "  hideous  fashions "  of  the  early  part  of  this 
century  : 

The  waists  were  so  short  that  the  buttons  on  men's  coats  and 
the  termination  of  a  woman's  bodice  were  literally  between  the 
shoulder-blades.  Frock-coats  were  unknown,  and  the  universal  swal- 
low-tails were  often  of  bright  blue,  with  brass  buttons.  Women's 
skirts  were  absurdly  scanty  and  short — too  tight,  I  fancy,  for  a  pocket 
to  be  conveniently  used  ;  hence,  I  suppose,  the  introduction  of  the 
reticule — often  a  very  handsome  little  bag,  carried  on  the  arm,  or  sus- 
pended on  the  corner  of  the  chair  in  use.  I  think  the  uneasy  chairs 
of  those  days  always  had  corners.  But  the  bad  taste  of  the  dress 
was  a  small  affair  compared  to  the  fact  that  few  women  wore  suffici- 
ently warm  winter  clothing.  Multitudes  of  people  never  wore  any 
wool  near  the  skin  ;  and  even  when  snow  was  on  the  ground  little 
girls  shivered  in  low  frocks  and  short  sleeves.  I  remember  my  little 
black  frock  made  for  mourning  for  the  Princess  Charlotte,  with  its 
edging  of  white  round  the  short  sleeves  ;  and  I  know  in  the  winter  I 
was  always  sorry  when  the  after-dinner  time  came  that  my  pinafore 
must  be 'removed,  because,  thin  as  it  was,  it  afforded  some  little 
warmth.  I  was  a  delicate  child,  kept  very  much  in  warm  rooms,  and 
accustomed  to  a  bedroom  fire  ;  but  every  tender  care  must,  I  think, 
have  been  somewhat  neutralized  by  the  unseasonable  dress.  It  was 
apropos  of  a  later  fashion,  when  boys  were  the  victims,  that  I  heard 
an  eminent  medical  man  declare  that  thousands  of  children  were 
killed  every  year  in  the  attempt  to  make  them  little  Highlanders.  Of 
course,  when  ladies'  dresses  scarcely  reached  to  their  ankles,  great 
attention  was  paid  to  their  chaussure;  but  thick  shoes  and  warm 
stockings  would  have  been  terribly  "  hoofish"  ;  so  only  silk  stockings, 
or  very  fine  cotton,  with  thin-soled  and  sandal-tied  shoes,  were  worn, 
often  even  in  the  streets. 

When  the  century  was  in  its  teens,  there  was  one  form  of 
ugliness,  pervading  all  classes,  of  which  the  present  genera- 
tion can  scarce  form  an  idea.     Mrs.  Crosland  says  : 

If  the  ill-informed  and  dangerous  fanatics  who  preach  against 
vaccination  could  onlv  behold  the  countenances,  marred  almost  out 
of  resemblance  to  the  human  face  divine,  which  were  common  every- 
where seventy  years  ago,  surely  they  would  hide  their  own  faces  in 
shame.  I  really  think  that,  of  the  men  and  women  born  before  1780, 
fully  half  were  more  or  less  marked  by  the  ravages  of  small-pox. 
From  that  date  inoculation  became  more  general  ;  but  sometimes  the 
disease  was  malignant  even  after  inoculation,  and,  if  it  did  not  kill, 
left  disfiguring  traces  behind.  Besides,  it  served  to  propagate  the 
disease.  I  can  call  to  mind  several  elderly  people  so  seamed  and 
scarred  that  they  almost  frightened  me  when  a  child.  Certainly,  for 
sixty  years.  I  have  seen  nothing  comparable  to  the  cicatrized  faces 
so  common  in  mv  childhood.  Ladies  so  afflicted  habitually  wore  the 
thickest  of  veils  out-of-doors,  and  probably  chose  the  darkest  corners 
when  in  society. 

Mrs.  Crosland  tells  how  the  French  Revolution  indirectly 
leavened  the  coarseness  of  the  English  upper  middle  class, 
just  as  the  Norman  Conquest  originally  furnished  the  coun- 
try with  an  aristocracy  : 

From  what  I  have  heard  and  what  I  remember,  the  presence  of  the 
French  refugees  in  London  must  have  had  a  very  beneficial  influence  in 
society.  They  were  almost  always  well  educated,  with  much  more  of 
all-round  culture  than  the  English  of  that  period  often  attained  ;  and 
they  were  temperate  in  an  age  when  nearly  all  men  were  more  or  less 
wine-bibbers.  They  must  have  been  astonishingly  economical  and 
thrifty  to  have  lived  as  they  did.  As  all  the  world  knows,  there 
were  members  of  the  old  noblesse— all  their  previous  lives  accustomed 
to  ease  and  luxury — who  turned  their  acquirements  to  practical  ac- 


count ;  and,  while  they  taught  their  own  language — often  painting 
and  music  as  well,  and  even  dancing— in  our  middle-class  families, 
they  insensibly  left  a  leaven  of  refinement  behind  them  which  was 
not  quite  unneeded.  Of  course  every  rude  schoolboy  believed  that 
one  Englishman  was  a  match  for  three  Frenchmen  ;  'and  I  fear  the 
emigrants  must  sometimes  have  felt  themselves  despised.  But  they 
lived  down  bitterness,  and  were  alwavs  grateful  to  the  English 
friends  who  treated  them  with  consideration. 

There  is  a  literary  judgment  expressed  in  Mrs.  Crosland's 
book  which  one  will  quote,  if  only  on  account  of  its  unique- 
ness. It  was  an  "  unchivalrous  act,"  she  thinks,  on  the  part 
of  Thackeray  in  "choosing  a  struggling,  penniless  girl"  for 
the  "villain"  of  his  story,  "Vanity  Fair"  : 

There  are  bad  women  enough  in  the  world,  and  it  is  fit  their  errors 
and  crimes  should  be  shown  up  for  the  edification  of  their  sex  ;  but 
probably  no  class,  as  a  class,  exemplifies  nobler  qualities  than  poor 
but  educated  gentlewomen,  who  have  in  one  way  or  another  to  main- 
tain themselves,  and  often,  indeed,  to  be  the  mainstav  of  others.  For 
years  after  the  publication  of  "Vanity  Fair"  it  was  enough  for  a 
struggling  woman  to  show  shrewdness  a'nd  a  little  more  than  ordinary 
prudence  for  her  to  be  sneered  at  as  a  Becky  Sharp. 

Of  these  struggling  women,  Mrs.  Crosland  further  says  : 
In  the  early  '30's  there  still  lingered  a  strong  objection  to  a  gentle- 
woman, if  unblessed  with  fortune,  maintaining  herself  even  by  tui- 
tion ;  and  becoming  a  governess,  although  of  a  very  high  grade,  was 
thought  to  compromise  her  position  in  society.  I  grieve  to  think  that 
something  of  the  same  feeling  still  prevails,  but  it  is  weak  and  evanes- 
cent compared  with  the  rank  prejudice  which  then  existed.  If  a 
woman  possessed  literary  ability,  she  might  write  books  and  so  obtain 
money,  but  there  was  a  by-law  which  made  her  understand  that  she 
did  so  at  the  risk  of  being  ridiculed  and  despised  bv  the  other  sex. 
I  recollect  that,  in  1833,  a  purchase  was  made  at  a  charity  bazaar  of 
two  little  sealed  packets  labeled,  respectively,  "A  Lady's  Horror" 
and  "  A  Gentleman's  Horror."  They  only  contained  the  shape  of  a 
stocking,  one  cut  in  black  paper  and  called  a  "black  leg"  and  the 
other  in  blue,  inscribed  "  a  blue  stocking." 

Mrs.  Crosland  was  a  confirmed  play-goer.  She  saw 
Edmund  Kean.  Her  impressions  were  like  those  of 
Haditt  : 

I  daresay  Edmund  Kean  was  an  uncertain  actor  ;  but  at  his  best 
he  was  assuredly  supreme.  1  can  fancy  a  commonplace  actor 
would  represent  Shylock  as  fiendish  ;  but  Edmund  Kean  made  the 
Jew  human — a  man  torn  by  revenge  for  many  injuries,  and  especially 
heart-wrung  by  the  desertion  of  his  daughter  for  a  Christian.  In  the 
scene  where  he  hears  of  Jessica's  proceedings,  and  how  she  had 
bartered  for  a  monkey  the  ring  she  had  stolen,  Shylock  exclaims: 
"  Thou  torturest  me,  Tubal  !  It  was  my  turquoise  ;  I  had  it  of  Leah, 
when  I  was  a  bachelor.  I  would  not  have  given  it  for  a  wilderness 
of  monkeys."  I  can  never  forget  the  depth  of  anguish  he  expressed 
in  those  few  words — anguish  that  was  hardly  mastered  by  his  re- 
venge throughout  his  magnificent  personation  of  Shylock.  Mv  im- 
pression of  Edmund  Kean  is  that  he  could  express  the  extremes  of 
tragic  emotion,  yet  without  crossing  the  boundary  line  which  sepa- 
rates it  from  extravagance  and  bombast.  I  think  he  was  more  of  a 
momentarily  inspired  actor  than  the  patient,  accomplished  artist. 

She  thinks  Malibran  one  of  the  greatest  actresses  who 
ever  lived.  Quite  apart  from  her  singing,  her  acting  in  the 
"Sonnambula"  was,  in  its  way,  as  powerful  as  the  elder 
Kean's  : 

How  she  sang,  if  it  were  only  recitative,  and  at  the  same  time  ex- 
pressed in  gesture  and  movement  the  passion  of  the  opera,  was  some- 
thing marvelous.  Especially  does  memory  recall  the  scene  with  El- 
vino,  in  which  she  asserts  her  innocence  to  her  unbelieving  lover. 
Kneeh'ng  to  him,  he  repulsing  her,  she  clinging  to  his  ankle  till  he 
dragged  her  quite  across  the  Drury  Lane  stage,  her  loosened  hair 
streaming  out  and  touching  the  ground.  This  description  seems  sug- 
gestive only  of  the  exaggeration  which  oversteps  the  limits  of  high 
histrionic  art.     But  the  reality  did  not." 

Speaking  of  spiritualism,  in  which  she  is  a  believer,  Mrs. 
Crosland  tells  this  interesting  anecdote  about  the  wedded 
poets,  the  Brownings  : 

The  last  time  I  had  seen  the  Brownings  in  England,  the  conversa- 
tion turned  to  the  subject  of  the  then  recent  spiritual  manifestations 
which  had  been  the  talk  of  the  town.  Mrs.  Browning  was  deeply  in- 
terested in  many  things  I  had  to  tell  her,  her  husband  joining  at  first 
but  little  in  the  conversation  between  us.  When,  however,  I  offered 
to  lend  her  a  certain  book  on  the  subject,  which  she  wished  to  see, 
he  broke  in  somewhat  vehemently,  beggmg  I  would  do  nothing  of 
the  kind,  as  he  did  not  wish  her  mind  to  dwell  on  such  things.  I  re- 
member Mrs.  Browning  exclaiming  rather  warmly  :  "  Robert,  my 
soul  is  my  own,"  though,  with  wife-like  obedience,  she  yielded.  But 
in  Florence,  with  a  smile  on  his  face,  Robert  Browning  asked  nie  if  I 
chanced  to  have  that  book  with  me,  as  now  he  had  no  objection  to 
his  wife  reading  it.  I  did  chance  to  have  it  with  me,  and  promptly 
fetched  it  from  an  adjoining  room,  and  in  two  minutes,  without  being 
at  all  examined,  it  was  slipped  into  the  borrower's  deep  coat-pocket. 
I  have  always  been  puzzled  at  Robert  Browning's  subsequent  vio- 
lent antagonism  to  what  is  called  "spiritualism,"  for  at  the  time  I 
mention  he  appeared  to  have  quite  got  over  his  first  repugnance  to 
it,  and  must  have  respected  a  great  many  people  who  had  wide  ex- 
perience of  the  phenomena. 

Mrs.  Crosland  seems  to  have  met  most  of  the  interesting 
Americans  who  were  in  London  in  the  fifties,  among  them 
Charlotte  Cushman,  whom  she  really  admired,  and  Bayard 
Taylor,  then  "not  out  of  his  twenties,"  in  whom  she  found 
an  "  undercurrent  of  courage  and  chivalry  "  that  she  thought 
well  suited  to  his  Christian  name.  Mrs.  Crosland  found 
Hawthorne    "shy,"  as  did  most  people  : 

In  society  he  was  one  of  the  most  painfully  shy  men  I  ever  knew 
(she  adds}.  1  never  had  the  privilege  of  an  unbroken  tete-a-tete  with 
him,  and  am  under  the  impression  that,  with  a  single  listener,  he 
must  have  been  a  very  interesting  talker  ;  but  in  the  small  social 
circle  in  which  I  first  met  him — it  was  at  the  house  of  Mr.  Bennoch, 
to  whom  I  have  before  alluded — it  really  seemed  impossible  to  draw 
him  out.  We  were  only  five  or  six  intimate  friends,  sitting  round 
the  fire,  and  with  a  host  remarkable  for  his  geniality  and  tact,  but 
Hawthorne  fidgeted  on  the  sofa,  seemed  really  to  have  little  to  say. 
and  almost  resented  the  homage  that  was  paid  him. 

Of  Mrs.  Stowe  she  tells  the  only  pointless  and  silly  remi- 
niscence one  finds  in  the  book,  at  second  or  third  hand  at 
that  : 

As  is  well  known,  the  Duke  and  Duchess  of  Sutherland  were  greatly 
interested  in  Mrs.  Beecher  Stowe.  "taking  her  up,"  as  it  was  said, 
warmly,  and  when,  many  years  after  meeting  the  famous  American, 
I  was  conducted  over  Tfentham,  I  noticed  that  a  bust  of  Mrs.  Stowe 
was  established  in  a  place  of  high  honor — namely,  at  the  end  of  the 
long  corridor  out  of  which  opened  the  bed-chambers  of  the  family. 
About  the  same  time  I  heard  a  characteristic  story.  My  informant 
had  it  from  a  gentleman  who  was  a  fellow-guest  at  the  table.  Mrs. 
Stowe  was  being  entertained  at  one  of  the  ducal  residences,  and  the 
occasion  was  a  large  dinner-party.  In  a  momentary  lull  of  conversa- 
tion, Mrs.  Stowe,  who  had  been  gazing  somewhat  earnestly  ;it  her 
hostess,  exclaimed,  in  a  voice  that  every  one  could  hear  :  "  Duchess, 
how  ever  do  you  fix  your  hair  ?  " 

The  anecdote  gives  Mrs.  Newton  Crosland  an  opportunity 
to  remark  patronizingly  that,  in  "glancing  at  the  'eccentricity ' 
of  manners  of  a  past  generation  of  Americans,  it  is  only  fair 
to  acknowledge  how  vastly  they  have  improved  of  late  years. 
Keen  observers,  quick  to  learn  and  frank  in  acknowledging 
their  shortcomings — when  once  they  realize  them — they  have 
profited  by  their  opportunities  of  culture  and  travel." 


BILLS    OF    THE    BRIDAL. 


'Flaneur*'  discusses  the  Cost  of  Trousseaux    for  June    Wedding 

—Young  Crcesus's  Five-Thousand-Dollar  Outfit— What 

a  Bride  Got  for  Twice  that  Sum. 


The  spring  weddings  are  over,  and  the  happy  couples  are 
cooing  in  retreats  which  have  been  selected  often  from  a 
financial  standpoint.  Not  a  few  have  gone  to  Europe,  in 
spite  of  hard  times,  reduced  profits,  and  defaulted  coupons. 
But  the  great  majority  have  sought  the  seclusion  which  their 
condition  exacts  in  leafy  groves  and  by  cool  waters  in  their 
own  country.  For  away  from  the  realms  of  fashion,  a 
dollar  is  still  a  dollar. 

The  happy  Benedicts  have  taken  the  light  of  their  lives 
with  them  ;  but  have,  in  many  cases,  left  their  bills  behind. 
Some  of  these  have  passed  into  the  hands  of  friends,  who, 
perhaps,  were  charged  to  gather  them  together  :  a  few  have 
got  into  the  papers  for  the  guidance  and  instruction  of  the 
generation  of  bachelors.  They  are,  indeed,  instructive 
reading,  and  deserve  attentive  perusal  by  all  who  contem- 
plate self-sacrifice  in  marriage. 

From  them  it  appears  that,  while  a  young  lady  of  the 
highest  rank  and  fortune  may,  and  perhaps  should,  spend 
$10,000  on  her  trousseau,  a  man  may  defray  the  immi 
cost  of  matrimony  with  a  check  which  may  vary  from  $500 
to  $5,000.  When  young  Crcesus  marries,  the  paternal 
Crcesus  does  not  consider  the  latter  sum  extravagant  for 
his  wedding  outfit :  but  the  son  of  Crcesus's  head-book- 
keeper, himself  a  rising  salesman  at  $1,500  a  year  in  a 
wholesale  house,  ought  to  be  able  to  equip  himself  for  matri- 
mony at  one-tenth  of  the  money. 

He  must  have  three  suits  of  clothes — a  dress-suit,  a  wed- 
ding-suit, and  a  traveling  suit.  All  three  can  be  bought — of 
good  materials  and  well  made,  if  the  young  man  knows 
where  to  order  them — for  about  $iSo.  For  $52  or  $53  he 
can  supply  himself  with  shirts  and  underwear,  and  his  hat 
and  shoes  need  not  cost  over  $12.  His  gloves,  bouquet, 
minister's  fee,  and  carriage  will  get  away  with  $30  ;  his 
present  to  the  bride  with  $75  more;  and  he  will  still  have 
$150  for  a  wedding  trip  of  a  couple  of  weeks.  If 
the  young  man  gets  a  timely  raise  in  his  salary,  or  receives 
a  check  from  some  kindly  uncle,  he  can  easily  increase  this 
expenditure,  even  to  double  the  amount.  If  he  goes  to  a 
swell  tailor  and  lays  in  a  larger  stock  of  garments,  he  can 
lay  out  the  whole  $500  on  clothing — outer  and  inner — and  if 
he  stretches  his  honeymoon  to  three  weeks  and  spends  them 
at  Newport  or  Narragansett,  his  trip  may  cost  him  twice  the 
above  allotment.  There  is  no  limit,  of  course,  to  the  sum 
he  may  spend  on  a  present  for  his  bride.  Thus,  if  the 
young  man  feels  that  he  can  afford  to  lay  out  $1,000  on  the 
pleasant  job  of  taking  to  himself  a  wife,  he  will  find  no 
difficulty  in  doing  so. 

The  bills  which  young  Crcesus  may  be  expected  to  run 
up  when  he  marries  have  been  published,  and,  with  the  cost 
of  his  last  bachelor  supper,  foot  up  as  nearly  as  possible 
$5,000.  Of  this,  more  than  one-half  goes  for  the  covering 
of  his  gorgeous  person.  He  is  a  man  of  broad  ideas.  He 
will  order  eight  suits  complete,  besides  a  variety  of  extra 
coats  to  vary  the  monotony  of  the  suits,  nineteen  pairs  of 
trousers,  and  six  fancy  waistcoats.  His  plainest  trousers 
will  cost  $22  a  pair,  which  is  as  much  as  the  clerk  spends 
for  a  suit.  Then  he  will  spend  $1,500  on  underclothing, 
including  five  dozen  shirts,  nine  dozen  ties,  and  four  dozen 
handkerchiefs,  averaging  $3  apiece.  For  the  covering  of  his 
head,  he  will  spend  $66,  and  for  the  covering  of  his  feet, 
$136.  There  is  not  enough  left  of  the  $5,000  to  pay.  for  the 
present  to  the  bride,  which  will  have  to  come  out  of  some 
other  fund. 

When  Crcesus's  sister,  that  lovely  symphony  in  gold  and 
rose,  marries  Lord  Tomnoddy,  a  due  .regard  for  the  honor 
of  the  country  requires  old  Crcesus  to  place  not  less  than  ten 
thousand  at  her  mamma's  disposal  for  the  trousseau.  Of 
this,  something  more  than  one-tenth  goes  for  the  wedding- 
dress  and  the  dress  she  will  wear  when  she  is  presented  at 
court  in  England.  Both  are  by  Worth  :  the  court-dress  is 
of  silver,  lined  with  satin,  bordered  with  ostrich  feathers. 
Of  other  gowns  the  supply  is  regulated  by  the  lady's  fancy, 
subject  to  the  rule  that,  at  such  a  place  as  Newport,  she  will 
have  to  change  her  gowns  five  times  a  day  and  her  under- 
clothing not  less  than  four  times.  Thus  a  recent  bride  did 
really  have,  besides  ball  and  dinner-dresses,  a  blue  barege 
gown,  with  old-blue  satin  sleeves,  one  of  shot  biscuit  cloth 
and  green  silk,  one  of  violet  cloth,  with  a  Louis  coat 
of  violet  satin,  brocaded  in  white  violets,  one  of  French 
silk,  with  a  smart  check  outlined  in  yellow  on  a  shot 
tan  and  heliotrope  ground,  an  afternoon-dress  of  apricot 
glad  silk,  another  of  lilac,  another  of  cornflowcr-bluc 
cashmere  with  jet,  one  of  mauve  with  white-striped  grena- 
dine, one  in  old-rose  gros-grain,  one  in  tilrquoise-blue  silk 
crepon  with  gilt  braiding,  one  of  leaf-green  shot  crepe  dc 
chine  with  buttercup  trimmings  under  white  guipure  lace, 
and  one  of  palest  canary  crepon  silk  with  lavender  chiffon. 
With  these  dresses  went  lace  capes  and  parasols  to  match. 
They  did  not  include  breakfast  gowns  of  flower-tinted  ging- 
hams, lavender  and  white  matte,  white  lawn  with  tiny  sprigs, 
white  swis>.  white  nainsook — all  with  satin  linings  :  nor  did 
they  embrace  tailor-made  gowns  of  covert  cloth,  twin.-  color, 
pepper  and  --ilt,  black,  white  duck,  white  pique,  and  brown 
linen. 

Beneatl  hese  gorgeous  outer  garments,  a  modern  bride 
weal  ransom    in    tin    shape   of    underclothing. 

The  f.i  hion  is  to  order  three  dozen  of  everything  ;  but  the 
bride  in  question  .had  four  dozen  pairs  of  stockings  and 
fourteen  pairs  of  stays.  The  milliner's  bill  for  lingerie 
$639.50.  For  gloves,  $204  were  expended  :  for  shoes  and 
slippers,  $261  ;  for  parasols,  $124.  Besides  all  these,  the 
lady  had  a  full  equipment  for  golf,  tennis,  boating,  and 
yachting,  on  which  a  trifle  of  $200  was  laid  out,  and  a  com- 
plete array  of  riding-clothes,  with  all  the  modern  improve- 
ments, the  bill  for  which  footed  up  $813.  Fi.v 

New  York,  June  23,  1894. 


THE        ARGONAUT. 


July  2,  1894. 


LITERARY    NOTES. 


Personal  and  Miscellaneous  Gossip. 
Mr.  Kipling  has  four  books  in  preparation— a 
second  series  of  "Barrack-Room  Ballads"  ;  a 
second  series  (of  four)  "Jungle  Stories,"  and  two 
other  volumes  of  short  stories.  One  of  these  will 
consist  of  sketches  which  have  not  appeared  in  any 
periodical.  The  first  of  the  four  new  "Jungle 
Stories,"  "How  Fear  Came  to  the  Jungle,"  has  ap- 
peared in  the  "  Pall  Mall  Budget ,"  and  in  asyndicate 
of  American  papers.  Mr.  Kipling, we  are  told,  means 
to  have  a  house  in  England  as  well  as  in  America, 
plans  for  the  same  having  already  been  made.  This 
cottage  is  to  be  somewhere  by  the  sea,  and  yet  be 
within  reasonable  distance  of  London. 

Maeterlinck's  new  volume  of  plays  is  called 
"  Trois  Petits  Drames  pour  Marionnettes."  The 
first  one,  "  Alladine  et  Palomides,"  is  a  love-story  ; 
the  second,  "La  Mort  de  Tintagiles,"  is  in  "the 
Belgian  Shakespeare's  "  most  symbolic  and  obscure 
manner;  and  the  third,  "  Interieur,"  much  in  the 
spirit  of  "  L'Intruse." 

In  "My  Paris  Note-Book,"  the  author  of  "  An 
Englishman  in  Paris"  says  : 

"To  M.  de  Maupas,  whose  '  Meraoircs  sur  le  Second 
Empire '  I  had  the  honor  to  translate,  I  am  indebted  for 
most  of  the  rough  notes  that  constituted  the  foundation 
of  'An  Englishman  in  Paris.'  How  they  came  into  his 
possession,  and  from  his  into  mine,  together  with  the 
name  of  the  Englishman  who  intrusted  them  to  him,  1 
will  relate  one  day,  not  very  distant,  perhaps.  At  pres- 
ent it  is  sufficient  to  say  that  the  Englishman  himself 
would  not  recognize  them  in  their  actual  shape,  were  he 
to  revisit  the  glimpses  of  the  moon.  The  whole  of  these 
notes  barely  covered  three  quires  of  note-paper,  written 
veryclosely.it  is  true,  but  only  on  one  side.  If,  after 
that.  I  am  not  the  author  of  the  book,  Stephenson  is  not 
the  inventor  of  the  locomotive,  for  he  did  not  make  his 
own  materials  any  more  than  I  did." 

An  edition  of  one  thousand  copies  of  W.  M. 
Conway's  great  work,  "  Climbing  in  the  Him- 
alayas," has  been  sold  in  England,  and  large  edi- 
tions have  been  sold  in  India  and  the  colonies. 
The  American  edition  is  published  by  D.  Appleton 
&Co. 

It  was  a  peculiar  coincidence  that  Edmund  Yates 
and  Mons.  T.  Johnson — for  the  last  twenty-five  years 
London  correspondent  of  the  Paris  Figaro  and  the 
most  influential  foreign  journalist  in  the  English 
metropolis — should  die  almost  inside  the  theatre. 
They  were  both  inveterate  first-nighters,  and  were 
taken  off  without  a  moment's  warning,  within  a 
week  of  each  other. 

In  Blackwood' s  are  printed  some  interesting  pas- 
sages from  a  private  diary  describing  a  visit  to  the 
Tennysons  in  1839  : 

The  visitor  was  Miss  Louisa  Lanesborough,  who,  dis- 
guised as  a  maid-sen- ant,  accompanied  her  friend,  Mrs. 
Neville,  to  the  Tennyson  home.  She  was  asked  to  help 
wait  at  table,  and  says:  "Though  I  did  it  very  well,  ray 
hand  shook  so  the  first  time  I  took  Alfred  Tennyson's 
plate  that  I  thought  it  must  be  seen."  But  she  had  a 
greater  source  of  embarrassment,  which  is  described  in 
these  words,  the  name  Maid  Marion  being  one  which  the 
poet  gave  her:  "  She  was  one  day  passing  the  open  door 
of  Alfred's  room  as  he  lay  in  bed  reading  and  smoking  at 
some  late  hour  of  the  morning,  and,  catching  sight  of 
the  trim  'Maid  Marion'  as  she  passed,  he  called  to 
her  to  enter.  '  Marion,  I  want  a  book  from  the  bookshelf 
down-stairs.  Will  you  get  it  for  me?'  He  attempted  to 
describe  it,  but  it  was  a  German  work — 'so  you  can  not 
read  the  title,'  quoth  he.  'I  know  it,'  said  demure 
Marion,  unwittingly,  forgetting  for  a  moment  her  as- 
sumed character,  and  she  tripped  lightly  down-stairs  and 
brought  it  back  at  once.  Alfred  stared  at  her  in  astonish- 
ment. 'Why,  do  you  understand  German?'  he  ques- 
tioned. She  stammered  an  evasive  reply  and  left  the 
room.  That  evening,  at  dinner  or  supper,  Alfred,  calling 
for  beer,  a  refractory  cork  refused  to  be  drawn,  and  every 
one  tried  his  hands  on  it  in  vain.  'Where  is  your 
Marion? 'said  Alfred  to  Mrs.  Neville;  'she  could  do  it. 
She  can  do  everything,  I  verily  believe — from  reading 
German  to  waiting  at  table.     Let  her  try.'  " 

Queen  Victoria  has  lately  been  approached,  it  is 
reported,  by  several  biographers  who  want  details 
of  the  life  of  the  court  since  1837.  The  queen 
uniformly  refuses  to  do  anything  for  them,  feeling 
that  the  historians  who  wish  to  deal  with  her  reign 
will  find  sufficient  trustworthy  material  in  the  mem- 
ories of  the  chief  officers  of  the  household.  Im- 
mense stores  of  memoranda  from  the  queen's  own 
hand  are  among  the  royal  archives,  which  are  in 
charge  of  the  Keeper  of  the  Queen's  Closet. 

The  brilliant  author  of  "  Obiter  Dicta"  has  a  lit- 
erary sister,  and  this  lady,  Miss  Olive  Birrell,  has 
written  a  novel,  which  is  soon  to  be  published.  Its 
title  is  "Anthony  Langsyde." 

"  A  Daughter  of  Music,"  by  G.  Colmore,  which 
is  attracting  attention  in  England  at  present,  is  to 
be  published  immediately  in  Appletons'  Town  and 
Country  Library.  A  correspondent  sends  us  the 
following  note  on  the  author  : 

"  Her  name  is  Mrs.  Colmore  Dunn,  and  she  is  the  wife 
of  a  distinguished  member  of  the  chancery  side  of  the 
English  bar.     Mrs.  Colmore   Dunn   is  a  society  woman, 


very  well  off,  and  lives  in  a  house  facing  Hyde  Park. 
She  is  very  studious,  prepares  her  novels  very  carefully, 
and  does  not  over-write  herself.  She  never  attempts  the 
neurotic  woman  in  fiction,  but  is  more  akin  to  Charlotte 
and  Emily  Bronte  in  her  view  of  the  function  of  a  novel. 
Note  the  cleverness  of  her  titles — their  aptness.  The  sec- 
ond, 'A  Conspiracy  of  Silence,'  was  immediately  seized 
upon  by  politicians  and  used  in  Parliament.  For  the  past 
six  years  it  has  been  recognized  as  a  political  phrase," 

General  Lew  Wallace  is  arranging  with  his  pub- 
lishers for  the  publication  of  a  new  novel,  founded 
on  incidents  which  happened  in  the  United  States. 
It  is  said  that  it  is  semi -political  in  character,  and 
that  Coxey  and  his  army  are  to  be  introduced  in  it. 

R.  L.  Stevenson  not  only  has  two  South  Sea 
stories  ready  for  the  magazines,  but  has  finished  a 
novel,  which  he  calls  "St.  Ives,"  and  has  written 
two-thirds  of  another  novel,  entitled  "The  Lord 
Justice  Clerk."  The  novel,  "  St.  Ives,"  relates  the 
adventures  of  a  French  naval  officer  who  was  cap- 
tured by  the  English  and  taken  to  Scotland,  where 
he  was  imprisoned.  "The  Lord  Justice  Clerk" 
deals  with  life  in  Scotland  during  the  latter  half  of 
the  last  century. 

The  first  volume  of  the  eagerly  awaited  "  Mem- 
oirs of  the  Baron  de  Mefieval,"  private  secretary  of 
Napoleon  the  First,  is  to  be  published  immediately 
by  D.  Appleton  &  Co.  In  this  volume  the  author 
describes  his  first  meeting  with  Napoleon,  and 
pictures  the  latler's  personal  habits  and  daily  life. 

Henry  Labouchere  writes,  apropos  of  the  late 
Edmund  Yates  and  his  gossipy  paper,  the  World : 

"I  have  seen  it  sometimes  stated  that  I,  at  that  time, 
was  one  of  the  proprietors  of  the  World.  This  was  not 
correct.  My  connection  with  the  paper  was  limited  to 
the  then  'city'  articles,  and  to  the  articles  on  money- 
lenders. How  I  found  out  all  about  these  latter  was  in 
this  fashion :  I  attacked  one  of  them  ;  he  at  once  ex- 
plained to  me  that  he  was  not  worse  than  the  others,  and 
to  prove  it  gave  me  all  details  of  the  past  life  and  the 
actual  practices  of  his  friends,  thus  exemplifying  the 
truth  of  the  proverb,  'When  thieves  fall  out.'" 

Some  dainty  little  handy  volumes  of  fiction  are  to 
be  published  this  season  in  permanent  covers  by  D. 
Appleton  &  Co.  A  brilliant  story  of  New  York  and 
Newport,  by  Henry  Goelet  McVickar,  will  appear 
first,  under  the  original  title  of  "  The  Purple  Light 
of  Love."  William  Allen  Butler,  the  author  of 
"  Nothing  to  Wear,"  has  revised  a  story  which  first 
appeared  anonymously,  entitled  "  Mrs.  Limber's 
Raffle  ; "  and  there  is  a  promise  of  a  new  book  by 
Miss  Kate  Sanborn. 

Several  writers  of  repute  (says  the  Atlien&um}, 
are  paid  at  the  rate  of  sixty  dollars  a  thousand 
words  for  their  short  stories,  but  no  novelist,  we 
believe,  has  received  so  much  for  his  serial  rights 
as  the  editors  of  the  Pall  Mall  Magazine  have  paid 
Mr.  George  Meredith  for  "  Lord  Ormont  and  His 
Aminta  " — fifty  dollars  a  thousand  words. 

Japan  is  not  only  adopting  the  material  civiliza- 
tion of  the  West,  but  is  as  eagerly  assimilating 
its  literature.  Many  standard  English  novels  have 
latelv  been  translated  into  Japanese,  and  ten-cent 
paper  editions  of  Dickens  in  the  vernacular  are  es- 
pecially popular. 

Among  the  papers  in  the  July  Harper  s  are  an 
account  of  the  fife  led  by  Yale  and  Harvard  oars- 
men at  New  London;  a  description  of  the  govern- 
ment shops  at  Washington  where  large  guns  are 
now  made;  an  article  on  "  The  President  at  Home," 
showing  how  the  chief  executive  spends  his  leisure; 
a  Fourth  of  July  story,  by  Robert  Grant;  and  a 
summer  sketch,  written  and  illustrated  by  C.  S. 
Reinhart,  the  artist. 

A  good  many  of  the  ideas  which  Benjamin  Kidd 
has  developed  in  his  book,  "Social  Evolution," 
came  to  him  through  his  patient  study  of  colonies 
of  social  insects.  For  years  he  kept  communities 
of  bees  and  ants  in  bis  rooms,  and  comparative  study 
of  them,  he  found,  brought  out  the  fact  that  social 
efficiency  among  the  social  insects  is  purchased  at 
the  expense  of  the  gradual  specialization,  subordi- 
nation, and  degeneration  of  the  individual.  The 
second  American  edition  of  Mr.  Kidd's  book,  just 
brought  out,  has  a  new  preface. 


New  Publications. 
The  twenty-second  volume  of  the  handsome  new 
Dryburgh  edition  of  Sir  Walter  Scott's  Waverley 
Novels  contains  "  The  Fair  Maid  of  Perth,"  which 
is  illustrated  after  designs  by  C.  M.  Hardie,  R.  S. 
A.  The  volume  is  provided  with  several  pages  of 
notes  and  a  large  glossary.  Published  by  Macmil- 
lan  &  Co.,  New  York  ;  price,  $1.25. 

"  A  Flower  of  France."  by  Marah  Ellis  Ryan,  is 
a  story  of  old  Louisiana,  and  gets  its  name  from 
the  fleur  de  lys  stamped  on  a  young  girl's  arm  as  a 


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badge  of  her  servitude.  There  is  enough  of  love 
and  hate  in  the  tale  to  make  up  a  Dumas  novel, 
but  the  Frenchman's  laurels  are  safe  from  Marah 
Ellis  Ryan.  Published  by  Rand,  McNally  &  Co., 
Chicago. 

The  bulletin  of  the  Geographical  Society  of  Cal- 
ifornia for  May,  1894,  is  a  double  number,  and  con- 
tains, in  addition  to  various  official  reports  and 
other  papers,  "  The  Malay  Archipelago,"  by  Cap- 
tain H.  C.  Everill  ;  "  Terra  Natalis,"  by  Dr.  Fred. 
W.  D'Evelyn  ;  "  Did  a  Chinaman  Discover  Amer- 
ica?" by  Rev.  F.  J.  Masters;  "The  Travels  of 
Benjamin  of  Tudela  in  the  Twelfth  Century,"  by 
Rev.  Dr.  Jacob  Voorsanger  ;  and  brief  notes. 
Published  for  the  society  by  the  H.  S.  Crocker 
Company,  San  Francisco  ;  price,  50  cents. 

"  The  New  Bible  and  Its  Uses,"  by  Rev. 
Joseph  Henry  Crooker,  is  a  book  that  the  intelli- 
gent layman  will  read  with  interest.  The  "new 
Bible"  indicated  is  that  which  biblical  science  has 
given  us.  substituting  the  truth  of  history  for  the 
theories  of  our  fathers  respecting  its  origin, 
growth,  and  character.  The  author  divides  his 
work  into  an  introduction  :  "  The  New  Bible,"  and 
three  captions.  "  Errors  in  the  Bible,"  "  What  the 
Bible  Claims  for  Itself."  and  "The  Bible  as 
Authority,"  concluding  with  an  appendix  on  "  Con- 
tradictions in  the  Gospels."  It  is  a  clever  and  suc- 
cinct statement  of  facts,  and  many  authorities  are 
cited  in  the  frequent  notes.  Published  by  George 
H.  Ellis,  Boston. 

There  are  a  dozen  tales  of  army  life  in  "An  In- 
itial Experience  and  Other  Stories,"  edited  by  Cap- 
tain Charles  King.  The  editor  himself  contributes 
only  one  story,  that  which  gives  its  title  to  the  book, 
the  story  of  a  man  who  is  on  duty  for  the  first  time. 
This  is  followed  by  a  romance  of  the  Kimberly 
gold-fields;  others  are  "  The  Siren  of  Three-Mile 
Bend,"  "  The  Lost  Pine  Mine,"  "  Private  Jones  of 
the  Eighth  ;  or,  A  Military  Mesalliance,"  "  Jack 
Hilton's  Love  -  Affair,"  "  Wauna,  the  Witch  - 
Maiden,"  "  Conyngham  Foxe  and  the  Charity 
Ball."  "The  Soldier's  Aid  Society,"  "A  Pitiful 
Surrender,"  "  The  Story  of  a  Recruit,"  and 
"  Chronicles  of  Carter  Barracks."  The  authors 
were  all  in  the  United  States  army  service — except 
two — and  range  in  rank  from  a  hospital  steward  to 
a  colonel.  Published  by  the  J.  B.  Lippincott  Com- 
pany, Philadelphia;  price,  $1.00. 

"  His  Vanished  Star,"  the  new  novel  by  "  Charles 
Egbert  Craddock,"  does  not  depart  from  the  field 
in  describing  which  Miss  Murfree  has  grown 
famous.  It  takes  her  readers  down  to  the  region 
of  the  Great  Smoky  Mountains  again,  and  brings 
them  into  intimate  relations  with  moonshiners  and 
other  typical  Tennessee  mountaineers.  The  main 
incident  in  the  book  is  the  attempt  to  establish  a 
summer  hotel  in  this  region  by  one  Kenneth  Ken- 
niston,  and  the  frustration  of  his  plan  by  the  mount- 
aineers, whose  business  of  running  illicit  whisky 
stills  would  be  seriously  disturbed  by  such  a  neigh- 
bor. The  character-sketching  and  descriptions  of 
scenerv  are  as  excellent  as  any  work  Miss  Murfree 
has  done  in  that  line,  but  the  plot  is  attenuated  to 
the  last  degree,  and  Tennessee  mountains  and 
mountaineers  become  monotonous  in  time  if  they 
do  nothing  but  pose.  Published  by  Houghton, 
Mifflin  &  Co.,  Boston  ;  price,  $1.25. 

The  Rev.  Walter  Mitchell,  a  brother  of  Donald 
G.  Mitchell,  has  written  a  curious  novel  in  "Two 
Strings  to  his  Bow."  His  first  novel,  "  Bryan 
Maurice,"  was  published  in  1866  and  re-issued 
twenty  years  later,  and  he  is  the  author  of  "  Tack- 
ing Ship  Off  Shore,"  one  of  the  finest  sailing-poems 
in  the  language,  and  of  "The  Cup-Defender," 
which  was  widely  printed  at  the  time  of  the 
Puriian-Genesta  races.  His  new  novel  is  the  story 
of  a  clergyman  whose  extraordinary  facility  with  a 
pen  unconsciously  provides  a  scheming  young 
man  with  a  quantity  of  forged  checks  and  puts  the 
clergyman  in  his  power.  But  the  reverend  gentle- 
man assumes  the  disguise  of  a  footman,  and  in  that 
position  wins  a  young  lady's  love  and  obtains 
proofs  of  his  own  innocence.  It  seems  a  little 
strange  that  a  clergyman  can  reconcile  this  life  of 
deception  with  his  conscience  ;  but  he  does,  and  it 
affords  the  author  opportunity  for  much  amusing 
and  some  brilliant  writing.  Published  by  Hough- 
ton, Mifflin  &  Co.,  Boston  ;  price,  $1.25. 

"On  the  Wallaby,"  by  Guy  Boothby,  is  an  ac- 
count of  travel  in  the  East  and  across  Australia. 
The  phrase  which  is  used  as  the  title  of  the  book  is 
the  Australian  equivalent  for  "on  the  march,"  or, 
more  nearly,  "on  the  tramp."  and  it  fittingly  de- 
scribes the  travels  of  the  adventurer  who  wrote  this 
book  and  his  brother,  who  has  illustrated  it.  They 
set  out  in  the  steerage  of  an  ocean  tramp  steamer 
from  Adelaide,  South  Australia,  and  went  to 
Ceylon,  and  thence  they  returned  by  way  of  Sing- 
apore, Borneo,  Java,  and  across  the  Australian  con- 
tinent. Their  travel  was  done  on  a  cheap  basis  and 
brought  them  into  strange  corners  of  the  world  and 
among  strange  peoples,  and  Mr.  Boothby,  though 
an  insular  Briton,  could  not  help  seeing  much  that 
was  unusual  and  interesting.  Though  neither  the 
text  not  the  illustrations  shows  any  considerable 
skill,  the  field  is  so  new  that  the  book  will  be  wel- 
come to  those  who  like  accounts  of  journeys  in  out- 
of-the-way  corners  of  the  world.  Published  by 
Longmans,  Green  &  Co.,  New  York  ;  price,  $4.00. 


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important  and  thrilling  geographical  enterprises  of  the 
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of  the  Royal  Geographical  Society,  the  Royal  Society, 
the  British  Association,  and  the  Government  of  India. 
It  included  an  exploration  of  the  glaciers  at  the  head  of 
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THE        ARGON  A  UT. 


9 


VANITY    FAIR. 


A  few  years  ago,  persons  of  important  social  po- 
sition in  New  York  never  sailed  for  Europe  until 
after  the  Coaching  Club  parade,  which  has  been 
understood  to  close  the  social  season,  and  which  is 
always  scheduled  for  the  last  fortnight  in  May. 
For  several  years,  however,  the  Coaching  Club  has 
turned  out  a  meagre  number  of  drags,  for  the  rea- 
son that  a  great  number  of  prominent  society  people, 
who  formerly  sailed  away  in  June,  now  leave  regu- 
larly during  March,  and,  after  a  short  tour  abroad, 
return  to  this  country  in  the  early  weeks  of  June. 
Some  of  them  stay  on  the  other  side  until  after  the 
Derby  is  run  in  England  and  the  Grand  Prix  has 
been  decided  in  Paris,  but  a  very  important  number 
are  back  by  the  "  month  of  roses."  This  year  (says 
the  Sun)  the  first-class  cabins  of  the  steamers  were 
crowded  in  February  and  March  by  the  outgoing 
tourists.  Most  of  them  have  already  returned. 
As  soon  as  they  return,  they  rush  off  again 
on  account  of  the  splendid  outfit  of  sports  which 
this  country  offers  to  people  of  leisure.  In 
London  there  is  nothing  left  by  this  time  of 
year,  as  the  social  season  is  on  the  wane,  and  so- 
ciety people  are  secluded  in  their  country-houses. 
It  is  too  warm  to  enjoy  life  on  the  Riviera,  and 
Paris  has  nothing  to  offer  after  the  first  two  weeks  of 
racing  in  June.  In  this  country,  however,  the 
sporting  world  is  in  full  swing,  and  no  end  of  things 
are  going  on  for  people  who  are  fond  of  outdoor 
life.  The  racing  at  the  big  tracks  has  begun,  and 
the  contests  of  the  Ponv  Racing  Association  and  in- 
numerable matches  and  races  at  the  various  country 
clubs  attract  attention.  On  top  of  this  comes  yacht- 
ing, which  absorbs  the  interest  of  literally  hundreds 
of  thousands  of  people  ;  baseball,  coaching — which 
is  destined  to  have  a  remarkable  run  this  year — and 
athletics  in  general,  including  the  contests  at  the 
colleges,  and  tennis  and  cricket  matches,  in  addi- 
tion to  the  new  craze,  golf.  All  of  these  sports  in- 
volve showy  costumes  on  the  part  of  the  women, 
and  nerve,  endurance,  and  skill  in  the  men  who  take 
part  in  them.  The  panoply  of  wealth  is  around 
them,  in  one  way  or  another,  and  society  people 
who  have  no  special  interest  in  any  of  these  sports 
are  either  empty  names  or  else  their  eyes  are  too 
old  to  bear  the  light  of  day.  In  no  other  country 
in  the  world  is  there  such  a  splendid  presentation  of 
sports  as  can  be  seen  here  from  now  until  the  first 
of  November. 

Ear  rings  are  again  fashionable,  and  jewelers  are 
hoops,    pendants,    screw-solitaires,    and 
every   k.  conservative   woman  is 

waiting  to  see  whether  the  fashion  will  Ue"g»nerally 
adopted  before  she  spoils  her  pretty  cars  with  thib 
relic  of  savagery,  or,  worse  still,  calls  attention  to 
her  unshapely  ones.  Diamonds  are  the  favorite 
gems,  but  the  woman  who  can  not  afford  these  can 
comfort  herself  with  Sarah  Bernhardt^  verdict 
against  the  diamond  :  "  Mon  Dieu!  they  are  hor- 
rible, killing  the  best  expression  of  the  face,  put- 
ting out  the  fire  of  the  eyes,  paling  the  ear-tints, 
and  making  the  best  teeth  like  porcelain  and  the 
others  like  chalk.  I  might  wear  glass  beads  or 
Egyptian  coins,  but  diamonds — never  !  " 


Waistcoats — then  waistcoats — then  more  waist- 
coats— then — nothing  !  So  a  great  writer  analyzed 
a  king.  By  way  of  parody,  an  English  writer,  dis- 
cussing the  society  woman,  says  :  Manners — more 
manners — yet  more  manners — and  then  ?  She  is, 
as  it  were,  an  exhalation — the  vapor  of  society  half 
solidified.  Yet  she  is  a  wife  and  a  mother — so  com- 
plex are  the  problems  which  greet  us — and  often  a 
good  wife  and  a  good  mother — so  impossible  is  it 
to  be  too  charitable  in  our  judgments.  She  is  well 
off— would  she  spend  a  little  less  ;  well-born— if  the 


Pears' 

Pears'  soap 
is  as  gentle  as 
strong,  and  the 
after  effect  on 
the  skin  is  good 
in  every  way. 

It  is  nothing 
but  soap. 


standard  b,e  not  set  too  high  ;  well-educated — ac- 
cording to  the  ideas  that  were.  She  can  talk  about 
most  things  and  appear  to  understand  anything. 
She  has  a  vein  of  stoicism  and  would  sooner  die 
than  appear  put  out.  She  does  not  expect  girls  to 
be  very  sensible,  young  men  very  good,  or  her 
husband  very  obliging.  Thus  she  is  sometimes 
right.  She  has  many  accomplishments  ;  she  can 
appear  to  know  you  when  she  does  not,  and  not  to 
know  you  when  she  does,  with  equal  facility  ;  she 
can  see  her  daughter  through  a  door  or  not  see  her 
a  yard  away,  just  as  it  happens  to  be  convenient; 
she  can  discern  a  suitor's  purpose  in  ten  minutes, 
or  be  flutteringly  surprised  when  her  daughter  con- 
fesses to  the  proposal.  She  finds  a  compliment  where 
none  was  said,  and  can  be  blind  to  the  most  overt  in- 
sult. She  is  a  valuable  friend,  a  dangerous  enemy,  a 
giver  of  entertainments  and  of  laws.  What  she 
does  is  lawful,  what  she  does  not  is  vulgar  ;  and 
what  she  wears  is  the  thing.  If  your  bonnet  be 
like  hers,  you  can  say  your  prayers  in  peace  ;  and 
if  your  character  be  as  good,  you  will  be  visited. 
Moreover,  she  is  full  of  tact ;  she  does  not  let  you 
say  an  awkward  thing  without  directing  your  atten- 
tion to  it,  and  changes  the  subject  most  significantly. 
She  is  sweet  with  her  girls,  playful  with  her  sons, 
and  not  much  with  her  husband.  To  come  to 
greater  matters :  She  is  forty-eight  ;  she  looks 
forty-one.  She  has  been  pretty  ;  she  dances  on 
persuasion  and  flirts. under  protest.  She  does  not 
care  for  books,  but  she  knows  who  is  dead,  who 
out  of  town,  and  who  bankrupt  or  divorced.  Her 
tones  are  rather  incisive,  but  her  smile  perpetual. 
She  is  a  perfect  judge  of  the  border-line  in  conduct 
and  in  stories  ;  she  is  aware  that  some  people  ap- 
preciate intellect,  and  provides  it  at  her  house 
when  it  is  likely  to  be  wanted.  If  you  know  the 
people  she  is  talking  about  you  will  sometimes  find 
her  conversation  amusing  ;  and  you  will  always  go 
away  with  the  conviction  that  you  are  her  particular 
favorite.  Thus  she  gives  much  pleasure  and  gains 
some  power.  She  thinks  that  she  does  her  duty  ; 
she  intends  to  settle  her  daughters  well  ;  and  she 
supposes  that  she  will  go  to  heaven. 


The  idioms  of  the  fashionable  world,  although 
more  or  less  ordinaire — that  is  a  word  which,  with 
Gallic  politeness,  softens  our  blunter  adjective, 
"vulgar" — are,  nevertheless,  not  used  by  the  out- 
siders. There  is  a  distinct  argot  of  the  "smart 
set "  (says  the  New  York  Tribune),  who  have  their 
own  way  of  using  very  curious  expressions  indeed, 
while  it  is  no  uncommon  thing  nowadays  to  hear 
the  strongest  epithets  used  audaciously  by  a  pretty 
woman  in  the  softest  and  most  trainante  of  voices. 
It  is  an  odd  development  of  certain  social  sets  that 
words  and  expressions  which  would  never,  under 
any  circumstances,  be  heard,  and  certainly  would 
not  be  tolera\ed,  in  what  is  ordinarily  known  as 
good  society,  are  freely  u  |uj  by  really  nice  women 
among  their  intimates-  There  is  a  ^reai  deal  of 
the  gamine  in  the  frisky  young  mat 
who  affects  a  certain  fastness  which  is  c>_ 
superficial.  "  I  feel  as  if  I  were  Rip  Van  Winkle,' 
remarked  a  man  who  had  been  "  out  of  it "  for  the 
last  ten  or  fifteen  years.  "In  my  day,  women 
might  be  fast  or  prudish,  or  sensible  or  frivolous, 
but  they  never  forgot  that  they  were  ladies  in  their 
language  or  manners.  Here  are  only  a  few  of  the 
modern  expressions  which,  to  my  astonishment,  I 
hear  used  on  every  side  by  the  daughters  of  my 
old  friends — women  who  are  well  to  the  front  at 
present  in  all  social  functions.  If  a  man  loses  his 
money,  they  say :  '  So-and-So  has  gone  smash.' 
'  It's  a  darned  good  thing,"  I  actually  heard  issue 
from  the  lips  of  a  pretty  woman  of  our  world  ; 
while  '  It  will  be  bully  fun,'  '  It's  just  nasty  dogged 
cussedness  on  your  part,'  and  other  elegant  adjec- 
tives of  the  like,  I  have  heard  used  constantly.  I 
must  confess  to  being  completely  horrified  and 
amazed.  What  are  our  women  coming  to,  I  should 
like  to  know?  Is  it  to  be  considered  good  form  to 
smoke,  and  tipple,  and  talk  slang,  and  even  swear 
— or,  at  least,  to  have  society  view  such  behavior 
with  indulgence?" 

In  the  olden  times,  silk  was  a  sign  and  symbol  of 
rank  reserved  for  the  nobles  and  the  king  ;  and  the 
burgher's  thrifty  wife,  in  her  decent  coif  and  wimple, 
like  Joan  and  Gammer,  in  their  woolen  skirts  and 
close-fitting  hoods,  might  wear  none  of  it.  Re- 
served for  those  in  high  places,  it  took  rank  with 
ermine  and  balas  rubies,  with  golden  ouches  and 
sewn  'broidery  of  seed-pearls.  It  was  foremost 
among  the  catalogued  bequests  of  rich  proprietors 
to  favorite  inheritors  ;  and  silken  garments  passed 
from  father  to  son,  from  mother  to  daughter,  to- 
gether with  pictures  by  "  Signor  Rubens  "  or  strings 
of  pearls  and  carcanets  of  diamonds.  The  silken 
dresses  of  famous  men  and  women  in  certain  impor- 
tant moments  of  history  were  conscientiously  re- 
corded by  grave  chroniclers,  just  as  now  the  daily 
press  describes  the  ball-gowns  and  bridal-dresses  of 
our  fashionable  ladies.  But  the  difference  between 
the  stately  gorgeousness  of  then  and  the  more 
fleeting  prettiness  of  now,  covers  all  the  way  be- 
tween aristocratic  exclusiveness  and  democratic 
catholicity.  Where  one  great  lord  was  celebrated 
for  the  splendor  of  his  attire  in  the  king's  train  or 
the  queen's  escort,  the  dress  of  a  thousand  only 
semi-select  or  wholly  undistinguished  ladies  is 
minutely  described  to-day,  to  be  forgotten  to-mor- 
row.    But  in'all  these  records  of  the  wardrobe,  silk 


bears  the  most  distinctive  part ;  and  precious  jewels 
themselves  are  not  chronicled  with  so  much  loving 
exactitude  as  were  the  color  and  adornments  of  my 
lord's  velvet  pourpoint— as  are  the  cut  and  make  of 
my  lady's  satin  petticoat. 


The  prevailing  fashion  among  those  favorites  of 
fortune  who  are  owners  and  occupants  of  the 
palace-like  mansions  that  are  springing  up  in  New 
York  (says  the  Bazar),  is  to  have  their  bathing- 
rooms  as  luxurious  and  ornamental  as  their  boudoirs 
and  bedrooms.  A  bath-room  is  no  longer  a  place 
for  the  ablutions  of  all  the  members  of  a  family, 
where  the  house-maid  has  a  cupboard  for  her 
brushes  and  brooms,  and  where  little  boys  and 
girls  may  sail  their  paper-boats  by  way  of  an  occa- 
sional indulgence.  Every  member  of  a  million- 
aire's family  in  these  days  has  a  suite  of  rooms  for 
his  or  her  exclusive  use,  consisting  of  the  sleeping- 
room,  dressing  or  sitting-room,  and  bath-room. 
Onyx  is  the  favorite  stone  for  the  belongings  of  a 
modern  bath-room.  It  was  introduced,  a  few  years 
since,  by  Mrs.  Frederick  Vanderbilt,  the  walls  of 
whose  bathing  apartment  are  entirely  of  while 
onyx,  as  are  also  the  furnishings.  The  floor,  of 
course,  has  its  rich,  soft  rugs,  and  there  are  cushions 
to  the  one  or  two  chairs  that  the  room  contains, 
but  no  upholstery,  and  the  draperies  are  all  of 
muslin  or  some  light  washing  material,  so  that 
microbe  or  insect  life  could  find  no  resting-place  in 
the  apartment.  Mrs.  Cornelius  Vanderbilt's  bath- 
ing-room is  modeled  very  much  after  her  sister-in- 
law's,  except  that  it  is  much  larger  and  with  more 
decoration  about  the  ceiling  and  side  walls.  There 
is  little  danger  of  the  onyx  bath-room  coming  into 
common  use,  as  the  expense  of  it  is  far  beyond  the 
means  of  any  but  the  very  rich.  While  Carrara 
marble  and  prettily  decorated  porcelain  have  been 
used  in  the  furnishing  of  Miss  Gertrude  Vander- 
bilt's bath-room,  the  ceiling  of  which  is  exquisitely 
painted  in  cloud  effects,  with  which  the  side  walls 
harmonize.  Miss  Vanderbilt's  bedroom  and  boudoir 
are  all  in  white  and  blue. 

"  Many  people  who  denounce  a  hostess  for  in- 
viting a  duke  merely  because  he  was  a  duke  would 
praise  her  for  inviting  a  great  philosopher  merely 
because  he  was  a  great  philosopher,"  says  Mr.  Mal- 
lock  in  an  article  on  "  Fashion  and  Intellect,"  and, 
referring  to  Lady  Jeune's  null  dinner-party  of  bril- 
liant people,  he  observes:  "Intellectually  bril- 
liant individuals  may  make  up  a  dull  dinner- 
party by  accident,  because  they  happen  to 
eclipse  one  another's  brilliance  ;  and  this  was, 
perhaps,  the  case  on  the  occasion  to  which  Lady 
Jeune  alludes  ;  but  the  general  reason,  and  the 
main  reason,  of  such  an  occurrence  will  be  found 
to  lie  in  the  broad  and  simple  fact  that  the  qualities 
which  make  men  brilliant  in  the  intellectual  world 
have  no  necessary  connection  whatever  with  the  qual- 
ities which  make  them  brilliant  in  the  social  world. 
Many  critics  of  society,  especially  those  who  have 
little  personal  acquaintance  with  it,  are  accustomed 
to  denounce  it  with  righteous  and  somewhat  acri- 
.-lonious  indignation  for  the  way  in  which  it  neg- 
lecr  persons  of  moral  and  mental  worth — the 
earnest  worker,  the  great  artist  or  writer,  the  pro- 
found scientist  or  philosopher — and  courts  those 
who  are  diwnguished  by  mere  frivolous  or  adven- 
titious advantage's,  such  as  beauty,  chic,  wealth,  and 
titular  rank.  And  "'<e  undoubted,  though  partial, 
truth  contained  in  th  -  familiar  remarks  has  in- 
spired for  ages  a  successiot  if  unceasing  sarcasms 
which  have  been  a  great  comtcrt  to  their  authors, 
without  disturbing  their  oh)t:cL  But  when  the 
truth  of  the  matter  is  considered  met;  completely, 
there  is  found  to  be,  in  reality,  little  occ  =ion  for  sar- 
casm at  all  ;  and  the  conduct  which  is  su(  nosed  to 
be  peculiar  to  a  heartless  and  iniquitous  aris.  ^cracy 
is  seen  to  be  essentially  that  natural  and  inevfcible 
conduct  which  is  followed  by  all  ranks  and    I 


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SOCIETY. 


The  Redfield-Lockwood  Wedding. 
St.  John's  Presbyterian  Church  on  California 
Street  was  crowded  to  the  doors  last  Monday  at 
noon,  when  Miss  Florence  Lockwood  was  united  in 
marriage  to  Mr.  Charles  Snowden  Redfield,  of 
New  York.  The  bride  is  the  daughter  of  the  late 
Le  Grand  Lockwood,  at  one  time  a  wealthy  banker 
of  New  York  city,  and  she  is  the  niece  of  Mr. 
James  H.  Benedict,  a  New  York  banker,  and  of 
Mrs.  Moses  Hopkins,  of  this  city.  For  several 
years  past  she  has  resided  here  with  Mrs.  Hop- 
kins, and  has  a  large  number  of  friends  in  society 
circles.  The  groom  is  the  son  of  Mr.  George 
Snowden  Redfield,  a  well-known  financier  of  New 
York,  and  is  a  nephew  of  Paymaster  James  Bayard 
Redfield,  U.  S.  N.  Mr.  Redfield  was  at  one  time 
assistant  business  manager  of  the  Chicago  Times, 
and  is  now  treasurer  of  the  Hohmann  &  Maurer 
Manufacturing  Company,  of  New  York. 

A  number  of  pews  in  the  front  part  of  the  nave 
had  been  removed  to  make  additional  room  before 
the  altar,  where  there  was  a  beautiful  and  effective 
decoration  of  tropical  and  native  potted  plants,  set 
off  by  an  array  of  La  France  and  Catherine  Mer- 
met  roses  and  other  bright-hued  flowers.  While 
the  ushers  were  seating  the  guests,  Mr.  H.  J.  Stew- 
art, the  organist,  played  several  voluntaries,  ending 
with  the  "  March e  Solennelle"  as  the  bridal  party 
appeared.  Leading  the  cortege  were  the  six  ushers, 
Mr.  H.  B.  Houghton,  Mr.  Pauljarboe,  Mr.  Henry 
M.  Holbrook,  Mr.  William  R.  Heath,  Mr.  Samuel 
Knight,  and  Mr.  Frederick  H.  Coon.  Then  came 
the  bridesmaids,  Miss  Laura  McKinstry,  Miss 
Minnie  Houghton,  Miss  Mamie  Holbrook,  and 
Miss  Eleanor  Dimond.  Following  them  was  the 
bride,  escorted  by  her  uncle,  Mr.  James  H.  Bene- 
dict, of  New  York.  They  were  met  before  the 
altar  by  the  groom  and  his  brother,  Mr.  Bayard 
Redfield,  of  New  York,  who  acted  as  best  man. 
After  assuming  their  proper  positions,  the  impres- 
sive marriage  ceremony  of  the  Episcopal  Church 
was  performed  by  Rev.  Robert  Mackenzie.  The 
toilets  of  the  ladies  in  the  bridal  party  are  described 
as  follows  : 

The  bride  appeared  in  an  elegant  robe  of  blanc-ivoire 
satin,  made  with  a  bell-shaped  court  train  almost  four 
yards  in  length.  Across  the  front  of  the  skirt  was  a  very 
deep  flounce  of  old  point  de  Venise  lace.  The  corsage 
was  made  high,  with  a  standing  collar  fastened  by  a  dia- 
mond brooch,  and  the  bodice  had  an  inserting  of  point 
lace,  producing  a  pretty  effect.  There  was  a  drapery  of 
point  de  Venise  across  the  front  of  the  corsage.  The 
sleeves  were  very  bouffant  at  the  shoulders  and  gently 
tapered  down  to  the  wrists,  where  they  were  tight.  A 
spray  of  orange-blossoms  and  a  diamond  pin  adorned  her 
Coiffure,  from  which,  in  graceful  ripples,  fell  the  long  veil 
of  white  silk  moleine.  Her  slippers  were  of  white  satin, 
her  gloves  of  white,  undressed  kid,  and  her  hand  bouquet 
of  white  sweet  peas.  The  robe  in  its  entirety  was  a 
beautiful  example  of  the  modiste's  art. 

The  four  bridesmaids  were  attired  alike  in  becoming 
gowns  of  pink  satin.  The  skirts  were  interlined  with 
frills  of  satin  and  narrow  rows  of  Valenciennes  lace.  The 
over-skirts  were  of  pink  organdie,  bordered  at  the  bottom 
with  a  deep  fold  of  satin.  The  corsage  was  high,  with  a 
collar  of  satin  finished  with  rosettes.  The  sleeves  were 
very  wide  at  the  shoulders  and  close  at  the  wrists.  They 
wore  wide  Leghorn-hats,  trimmed  with  pink  chiffon  and 
Rhinestone  buckles  and  finished  with  three  pink  ostrich- 
plumes  at  the  side.  Their  slippers  and  gloves  were  pink, 
and  they  carried  bouquets  of  pink  sweet-peas,  tied  with 
pink  satin  ribbons. 

After  the  ceremony  the  bridal  party  left  the 
church  and  were  driven  to  the  residence  of  Mrs. 
Moses  Hopkins,  corner  of  Clay  and  Buchanan 
Streets,  where  they  were  soon  joined  by  a  few  rel- 
atives and  very  intimate  friends  of  the  bride  and 
groom.  An  informal  reception  was  held,  and  the 
newly  married  couple  received  congratulations. 
Mrs.  Hopkins,  who  is  in  mourning,  received  the 
guests  in  a  beautiful  robe  of  heavy  black  silk 
trimmed  with  black  English  crepe.  She  was 
assisted  by  Mrs.  James  H.  Benedict,  of  New  York, 
whose  gown  was  of  silk  striped  with  satin  and 
trimmed  with  Oriental  lace.  Ail  of  the  rooms 
were  profusely  and  artistically  decorated  with  the 
prettiest  roses  of  the  season  poppies,  fine  ferns. 
and  potted  plants,  producing  a  scene  of  much 
beauty.  At  one  o'clock  an  ek^  orate  breakf^si 
was  served  under  Lud.vig:-;  db"  won.  The  guests 
were  seatedat '  L-r  *>f  i'm;  II  cables,  and  passed 

a  couple  of  b<  IghtfuJly.     Those  pres- 

ent were  ; 

Mrs.  M«  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Charles  Snowden 

Redficid,    Rr,    and   Mrs.  .1  ]  enedict,    Mr.    and 

Edward  Hopkins, 


Absolutely 

Pure 

A  cream  of  tartar  baking  powder.  High- 
est of  all  in  leavening  strength.  —  Latest 
United  States  Government  Food  Report. 

Royal  Baking  Powder  Co., 
106  Wall  St.,  N.  Y. 


Rev.  and  Mrs.  Robert  Mackenzie,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  A.  J. 
Clunie,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  W.  H.  Taylor,  Mr.  and  Mrs. 
Chauncey  Taylor,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  E.  R.  Dimond,  Mrs.  K. 
B.  Favre,  Miss  Mae  Dimond,  Miss  Alice  Owen,  Miss 
Nellie  Hillyer,  Miss  Bates,  Mr.  George  S.  Redfield,  Mr, 
Elliott  Benedict,  Mr.  W.  de  L.  Benedict,  Mr.  Benedict 
Taylor,  Mr.  Joseph  S.  Tobin,  and  the  bridesmaids,  best 
man,  and  ushers. 

The   wedding   presents  were   numerous   and  of 

great  value.     The  bridesmaids  received  pearl  pins 

as  favors,  and  the  best  man  and  ushers  were  given 

colonial-knot  scarf-pins  set  with  diamonds.     It  was 

about  four  o'clock  when  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Redfield  left 

the  house  amid  showers  of  rice  and  the  best  wishes 

of  their  friends.     They  went  East  in  a  private  car, 

and  will  reside  in  New  York  City. 


Notes  and  Gossip. 

The  engagement  is  announced  of  Miss  Clarice 
Sheldon,  of  this  city,  to  Mr.  Cutler  Paige,  son  of 
Mr.  Timothy  Paige. 

Announcement  is  made  of  the  engagement  of 
Miss  Ethel  Martel,  youngest  daughter  of  Mr.  and 
Mrs.  J.  L.  Martel,  of  this  city,  to  Mr.  Charles  J. 
Stovel,  formerly  of  Toronto,  Ontario,  Canada,,  but 
now  a  resident  of  this  city. 

The  wedding  of  Miss  Agnes  L.  Drew,  ward  of 
Mr.  Alfred  Clarke,  and  Mr.  J.  H.  Skinner  will 
take  place  on  July  i8th. 

The  wedding  of  Mr.  William  C.  Peyton,  son  of 
Colonel  B.  Peyton,  of  Santa  Cruz,  and  Miss  Anna 
R.  Dupont  took  place  last  Tuesday  at  Nemours. 
the  residence  of  the  bride's  father,  Mr.  Eugene 
Dupont,  near  Wilmington,  Del.  The  ceremony 
was  performed  by  Right  Rev.  Leighton  Coleman, 
Bishop  of  Delaware.  The  bride  was  attended  by 
her  cousin,  Miss  Louise  Dupont,  and  Mr.  Alexis  I. 
Dupont,  brother  of  the  bride,  acted  as  best  man. 
The  wedding  gifts  are  valued  at  five  hundred  thou- 
sand dollars.  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Peyton  will  reside  at 
the  powder  mills  near  Santa  Cruz. 

The  engagement  that  formerly  existed  between 
Baron  von  Balvaren  and  Miss  Alice  Barber,  daugh- 
ter of  Mr.  and  Mrs.  William  Barber,  of  Ross 
Valley,  has  been  annulled. 

The  attraction  at  San  Rafael  on  July  2d,  3d,  and 
4th  will  be  the  seventh  annual  lawn-tennis  tourna- 
ment for  the  championship  of  the  Pacific  States 
(gentlemen's  singles),  to  be  given  under  the  direc- 
tion of  the  Pacific  States  Lawn  Tennis  Association. 
Full  particulars  of  the  affair  were  given  in  our  issue 
of  last  week. 


The  Southern  Bivouac  quotes  a  story  of  a  negro, 
John  Williams,  who,  filled  with  zeal  for  his  master's 
cause,  accompanied  a  Georgian  regiment  to  the 
army  of  General  Floyd.  The  campaign  was  unsuc- 
cessful, and  John,  becoming  homesick,  was  allowed 
to  depart.  Before  starting,  he  went  to  say  good-bye 
to  the  general.  "So  you  are  going  to  leave  us, 
John,"  said  General  Floyd.  "Yes,  Marse  Floyd. 
It  'pears  like  I  can  do  more  good  at  home  now 
dan  bein'  here  ;  so  I  thought  I'd  go  home  and 
'courage  up  our  people  to  hold  on."  "That's 
right,  John.  But  are  you  going  to  tell  'em  you  left 
us  running  from  the  Yankees?"  "No,  sir — no, 
Marse  Floyd,  dat  I  ain't.  You  may  "pend  on  my 
not  tellin'  nothin'  to  'moralize  clem  people."  "  Bn 
how  will  you  get  around  telling  them,  Join?" 
"Easy  'nough,  Marse  Floyd.  It  won't  tlo  to 
'moralize  dem  people.  I'm  goin'  id  [ell  'em  dat 
when  I  lef  de  army  it  was  in  firt  -rate  Sperrits,  an' 
dat,  owin'  to  de  situation  of  de  coi^itry,  an'  de  way 
de  Ian'  lay,  we  was  a-advanci-  back'ards,  an'  de 
Yankees  was  a-retreatin'  io" '     ils.' 


A  successful  G<  .  man  Hebrew,  now  resident  in 
Buffalo,  finished  his  -university  course  in  Berlin, 
and  was  rash  enough  to  speak  his  mind  freely 
touching  [lie  young  emperor.  Being  at  the  theatre 
shortly  after,  lie  was  hurriedly  approached  by 
frien^i,  who  told  him  that  the  police  were  waiting 
bby  to  take  him  as  he  came  out  and  hold 
him  to  answer  for  his  criticism  of  majesty.  The 
offender  and  his  friends  got  together  all  the  money 
they  could  furnish  among  themselves,  and  he  was 
hastened  secretly  from  the  theatre  and  northward 
to  one  of  the  German  ports.  He  arrived  there  in 
evening-dress,  and  took  steerage  passage  in  that 
attire  upon  a  vessel  about  to  sail.  Thus  he  reached 
America  with  enough  money  in  his  pocket  to  en- 
able him  to  look  about  him  before  seeking  employ- 
ment. Had  he  taken  a  cabin  passage,  lie  would 
have  arrived  penniless. 


Australian  authors  and  printers  are  complaining 
strongly  against  lh#»onipetition  of  American  stereo- 
type plate-matter.  American  syndicate  literary 
matter  of  all  kinds  is  unloaded  in  this  manner  on 
Australian  readers,  and  at  a  nominal  price,  to  the 
great  detriment  of  local  talent  and  skill.  The  cus- 
toms department  was  asked  to  interfere  to  protect 
native  industry,  but  found  that  the  only  head  under 
which  the  plate-matter  could  be  taxed  was  that  of 
"  manufactured  metal."  The  American  invoiced 
price  is  only  twenty-five  cents  a  plate,  which  makes 
the  duty  collectable  infinitesimal,  and  of  no  value 
whatever  as  a  protection. 


A  deer  hunt,  with  a  comical  termination,  was 
lately  witnessed  in  Meath,  Ireland.  The  game, 
being  hotly  pressed,  plunged  into  the  sea  and  swam 
to  an  island  a  mile  distant. 


TENNIS   VERSE. 


A  Timely  Rhyme. 
She  could  not  return  nor  serve, 
But  her  ankle  had  a  curve 

That  was  divine. 
She  could  run  and  bend  with  grace, 
And  she'd  such  a  flower-face, 

I  wished  her  mine. 

In  a  dress  of  black  and  red, 
With  a  Tarn  O'Shantered  head, 

And  sweet  lips  smiling  ; 
All  around  her  dainty  waist 
A  broad  silver  belt  was  placed 

For  man's  beguiling. 

Her  new  canvas  shoes  of  black 
Looked  so  trim  and  small— alack  ! 

I  must  confess 
They  put  all  my  nerves  to  rout, 
As  they  twinkled  in  and  out 

From  'neath  her  dress. 

Like  a  nymph  of  old  she'd  stand, 
In  her  white  and  dimpled  hand 

An  English  racket. 
But  she  couldn't  ever  get 
The  sky-ball  across  the  net, 

Much  as  she'd  whack  it. 

Then  her  black -fringed,  violet  eyes 
Would  seek  mine  in  sweet  surprise  ; 

Was  I  to  blame 
That  the  balls  rolled  here  and  there, 
Or  I  idly  beat  the  air 

In  that  love  game? — Puck. 


The  Modern  Phyllis. 
Phyllis  has  donned  a  tennis  dress. 
Confined  each  wandering,  wavy  tress 
Beneath  a  broad-brimmed  hat  which  turns 

Up  at  one  side.     Her  sandal'd  foot 

Is  hid  within  a  russet  boot, 
And  anything  like  gloves  she  spurns. 

Phyllis  has  cast  aside  her  crook  ; 

No  longer  needs  she  it  to  hook 

Her  straying  lambs.     Before  her  shrine 

Suitors  innumerable  bend — 

And  far  too  many,  I  contend, 
For  I  would  have  her  wholly  mine. 

Her  slaves  grow  brighter  at  a  nod, 

A  tennis-racket  is  the  rod 

By  which  she  governs  (likewise  serves) ; 

But,  entre  nous,  I'm  forced  to  say 

This  Phyllis  of  our  modern  day 
Likewise  possesses  modern  "  nerves." 

— Flavel  Scott  Mines. 


AYER'S 

Hair  Vigor 

Prevents 

BALDNESS 
REMOVES  DANDRUFF 

AND 

Restores   Color 

TO 

Faded  and  Gray 

HAIR 

THE 

Best  Dressing 


Ye  Tennis  Mayde. 
With  the  dainty  ribboned  racket  in  her  hand, 
Like  a  figure  on  a  bracket,  see  her  stand. 
Sash  and  knitted  cap  of  yellow — tilted  nose ; 
Mouth  reminding  to  a  fellow  of  a  rose. 

Wind-blown  hair  so  brown  and  curly — face  of  tan. 
Air  intensely  girly-girly      ,', 

Who  would  see  her;  ""^Jd  adore  her  eyes  of  blue, 
Gazing  laughingly  beii  1     l»er—  wouldn't  you? 

In  her  hammock,  silken-tasseled,  she'll  repose  ; 

A        you'll  sit  there  razzle-dazzled.     Ah  !  she  knows 

J  ust  how  far  to  show  her  stocking  very  well, 

But  she'll  blush  and  cry  "how  shocking  !  "  if  you  tell, 

How  to  dive  and  swim  you'll  show  her  in  a  trice. 
And  you'll  find  it,  when  you  know  her,  rather  nice. 
Her  blue  eyes  will  flash  a  menace — but  'tis  writ 
That  she  can  not  play  at  tennis — not  a  bit ! 

Still  she  beats  all  girl  creation  at  love's  game, 
And  she'll  reach  her  destination  just  the  same. 

— Kate  Masterson. 

The  Tennis   Queen. 
Now  the  blossoms  all  are  going, 
Soon  the  roses  will  be  blowing, 

Indications  that  the  summer  time  is  here,  here,  here, 
And  the  wandering  wind  caresses, 
Lover-like,  the  loosened  tresses 

Of  the  tennis-playing  summer  girl  so  dear,  dear,  dear. 

Oh,  we  all  of  us  adore  her, 

We  would  bend  the  knee  before  her 

In  loyal  admiration  of  her  grace,  grace,  grace  ; 
For  we  love  her,  lithe  and  lissome, 
To  her  finger-tips — we'd  kiss  'em 

If  we  didn't  feel  she'd  surely  slap  our  face,  face,  face. 

She  is  charming  tn  her  natty 
Tennis-suit ;  all  the  beati- 

Tudesseem  weak  to  that  young  man  on  whom  she  smiles, 
smiles,  smiles. 
Exercise  is  her  cosmetic, 
She  delights  in  sports  athletic, 

And  at  night  she  often  dances  thirty  miles,  miles,  miles. 

Oh,  we  all  of  us  adore  her. 

And  we'd  bend  the  knee  before  her. 

If  we  didn't  feel  convinced  that  we'd  gel  hurl,  hurl,  hurt. 
For  with  her  entrancing  beauty 
She  has  little  sense  of  duly — 

She's  a  conscienceless,  unmitigated  flirt  1  flirt,  flirt. 

— Somervillt  Journal. 


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—  The  visiting  card  which  Cooper  kuh- 
nishes  at  $1.00  per  100  from  your  plate,  is  of  finer 
quality  and  better  workmanship  than  given  by  anv 
other  house  in  the  city. 


I  heard  a  "  missionary  "  (that  is  a  travel- 
ing man)  once  say  that  he  would  not  go  on 
the  road  tor  a  firm  that  didn't  advertise, 
for  it  took  too  much  valuable  time  to  ex- 
plain to  every  supposed  buyer  who  he  was, 
where  he  came  from,  and  what  the  merits 
of  his  goods  were.  He  said,  moreover, 
that  if  the  buyer  had  all  this  information 
beforehand,  he  generally  received  him  cor- 
dially, was  glad  to  see  him,  and  had  been 
looking  for  him  for  some  time. — E.r. 


HE 


intend  lo  be  married,  and  will  natu- 
rally order  then  wedding  invitations 
and  announcements  where  they  can 
obtain  the  finest  slock  and  best 
workmanship,  combined  with  ihe 
lowest  prices.  And  they  will,  in  all 
likelihood,  go  to 


SHE 

PIERSON    BROS., 


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iting Cards  from  plates,  for  One  Dollar  per  hundred . 


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l   M  h. 


AHGONAUT. 


Movements  and  Whereabouts. 

Annexed  will  be  found  a  resume"  of  movements  to 
and  from  this  city  and  coast,  and  of  the  whereabouts 
of  absent  Califomians  : 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  D.  M.  Delmas  and  the  Mbscs  Delmas 
will  pass  the  month  of  July  at  Sausalito. 

Miss  Jennie  Blair  will  be  in  San  Rafael  with  friends 
during  next  week.  Mrs.  Blair  and  Miss  Blair  will  go  to 
the  Hotel  del  Monte  early  in  August. 

Mr.  C.  C.  Butler,  Miss  Emma  Butler,  and  Miss  Ethel 
Murphy  will  leave  next  Friday  to  visit  the  Yosemite  Val- 
ley. 

Judge  and  Mrs.  McKenna  and  Miss  Isabel  McKenna 
will  pass  July  in  San  Mateo. 

Miss  Jennie  Cheesman  is  passing  a  few  weeks  at  Castle 
Crag.  ,    ,.       . 

Dr.  and  Mrs.  O.  O.  Burgess,  of  this  city,  accompanied 
by  Colonel  and  Mrs.  R.  C.  Spalding,  left  last  Saturday  to 
visit  the  Hotel  del  Monte. 

Mrs.  Pedar  Sather,  of  Oakland,  has  been  visiting  the 
Yosemite  Valley  for  a  couple  of  weeks. 

Mrs.  Rosalie  Greenebaum,  accompanied  by  Miss  Stella 
Greenebaum,  left  last  Monday  for  New  York,  and  will 
sail  from  there  on  July  3d,  on  the  steamer  Trave,  for 
Europe. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  F.  C.  Siebe  and  the  Misses  Siebe  have 
returned  from  a  two  weeks'  visit   to  the  Yosemite  Valley. 

Mrs.  B.  F.  Dunham  and  the  Misses  Dunham,  of  Oak- 
land, are  passing  a  few  weeks  at  Raymond,  in  the  Santa 
Cruz  Mountains. 

Mrs.  William  B.  Wilshire  is  visiting  relatives  in  Ken- 
tucky. 

Mr.  C.  A.  Spreckles  left  on  Thursday  to  pass  several 
weeks  at  Honolulu. 

Mrs.  E.  W.  McKinstry  and  Miss  Laura  McKinstry 
are  at  Santa  Cruz. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  W.  D.  Fennimore,  who  have  been  pass- 
ing the  season  at  Mill  Valley,  will  return  home  about 
July  5th. 

Misses  Mae  and  Claire  Tucker,  of  Oakland,  will  pass 
July  at  the  Hotel  A?\  Monte. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  William  A.  Magee  and  Mr.  and  Mrs 
Thomas  Magee,  Jr.,  will  pass  the  holidays  at  San 
Rafael. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  William  H.  Mills  and  the  Misses  Delia 
and  Bessie  Mills  returned  from  the  East  last  Wednesday. 

Mrs.  James  Irvine,  Sr.,  and  Mrs.  C.  A.  Spreckels  left 
on  Friday  to  visit  the  Hotel  del  Monte  for  a  fortnight. 
Later  in  the  season  they  will  visit  Los  Angeles. 

Mrs.  Kate  B.  Favre  returned  to  Castle  Crag  on  Wednes- 
day. 

Miss  Lillie  Lawlor  is  visiting  Captain  and  Mrs.  Will- 
iam B.  Collier  at  Clear  Lake. 

Miss  Alice  Decker  is  visiting  friends  at  Napa. 

Miss  Sallie  Maynard  is  visiting  the  Misses  Bourn  at  St. 
Helena. 

Colonel  and  Mrs.  M.  H.  Hecht  have  returned  from  an 
enjoyable  visit  to  the  Yosemite  Valley. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  F,  S.  Douty  and  Miss  Rowe  passed  last 
Saturday  and  Sunday  at  the  Hotel  del  Monte. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  George  T.  Klink  have  returned  from  the 
Yosemite  Valley. 

Misses  Alice  and  Ella  Hobart,  Miss  Cole  and  Mr.  Wal- 
ter S.  Hobart,  who  returned  from  Harvard  last  week,  will 
pass  the  Fourth  in  San  Rafael. 

Mrs.  E.  S.  Buckman  and  Miss  Maude  Buckman  have 
returned  to  the  city  after  passing  a  year  in  the  Eastern 
States. 

Miss  Wethered  is  passing  the  season  at  \\  right  s  Station 
in  the  Santa  Cruz  Mountains. 

Mrs.  James  Carolan  and  the  Misses  Carolan  will  pass 
the  coming  week  in  San  Rafael. 

Mrs.  E.  Black  Ryan  and  the  Misses  Daisy  and  Ruth 
Ryan  will  leave  their  villa  at  Menlo  Park  soon  to  pass  a 
few  weeks  at  Castle  Crag. 

Mrs.  John  T.  Cutting  is  visiting  the  Thousand  Islands 
and  Montreal,  Canada.  ^t  _ 

Mr.  Robert  L.  Coleman  is  in  New  York  city. 

Dr.  and  Mrs.  George  J.  Uucknall  are  entertaining 
Mrs.  John  P.  Jones  and  her  three  daughters.  <  ho  have 
just  returned  from  the  East. 

Mrs.  William  Irving  Fitch,  of  Scrantcn,  Pa.  ig 

her  parents,  Colonel  and  Mrs.  C.  Mason  Kinne. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Isaac  Hecht  and  the  Misses  Helen  and 
Elsie  Hecht  will  leave  to-day  for  Tallac,  at  Lakt,  Tahoe. 
and  will  remain  a  couple  of  months. 

Miss  Bettie  Ashe  is  the  guest  of  Mrs.  William  E. 
Bourn  at  St.  Helena. 

Mr.  E.  H.  Sheldon  and  Mr.  A.  St.  J.  Bowie  will  spend 
the  Fourth  with  the  Colliers,  at  Clear  Lake. 


Army  and  Navy  News. 

The  latest  personal  notes  relative  to  army  and 
navy  people  at  the  various  posts  around  San  Fran- 
cisco are  appended  : 

The  wedding  of  Lieutenant  George  W.  Kirkham,  First 
Infantry,  U.  S.  A.,  and  Miss  Grace  Goodyear,  will  take 
place  on  October  i3th. 

Major  A.  E.  Bates,  U.S.A.,  Mrs.  J.  E.  Nolan,  and 
Miss  Chapin,  of  the  Presidio,  visited  the  Hotel  del  Monte 
during  the  past  week. 

Lieutenant  Samson  L.  Faison,  First  Infantry,  U.  S.  A., 
has  been  granted  a  leave  of  absence  that  will  terminate 
on  July  20th. 

Lieutenant  Cecil  Stewart,  Fourth  Cavalry,  U.  S.  A., 
will  be  relieved  from  duty  at  the  Military  Academy  at 
West  Point  on  September  1st,  and  will  proceed  to  join  his 
regiment. 

Dr.  and  Mrs.  A.  Hartsuff,  U.  S.  A.,  went  to  the  Hotel 
del  Monte  last  Saturday  for  a  brief  visit. 

Miss  Isabel  T.  Glennon  is  visiting  her  brother,  Lieu- 
tenant James  H.  Glennon,  U.  S.  N.,  instructor  at  the 
Naval  Academy  at  Annapolis,  Md.  - 

Lieutenant  Milton  F.  Davis,  Fourth  Cavalry,  U.  S.  A., 
has  been  granted  one  month's  leave  of  absence,  com- 
mencing on  July  6th. 

Lieutenant- Colonel  Johnson  V.  D.  Middleton,  Deputy 
Surgeon-General,  U.  S.  A.,  has  been  relieved  from  duty 
at  the  Presidio  and  appointed  medical  director  of  the  De- 
partment of  California,  relieving  Lieutenant-Colonel  Al- 
bert Hartsuff,  U.  S.  A.,  who  will  report  in  person  to  the 
commanding-general  of  the  Department  of  Missouri,  111., 
for  duty  as  medical-director  of  that  department. 

Lieutenant  Charles  Willcox,  Assistant  Surgeon,  U.  S. 
A.,  has  been  relieved  from  duty  at  Angel  Island  and 
ordered  to  duty  at  the  Presidio,  relieving  Lieutenant 
Harlan  E.  McVay,  Assistant  Surgeon,  U.  S.  A.,  who  will 
go  to  Alcatraz  Island  to  relieve  Captain  Ogden  Rafferty, 
Assistant  Surgeon,  U.  S.  A.  The  latter  officer  will  go  to 
Benicia  Arsenal  to  relieve  Major  Joseph  B.  Girard, 
Surgeon,  U.  S.  A.,  who  will  be  appointed  to  another  post 
in  this  department. 


—  Nothing  succeeds  like  success— it  is 
the  accomplishment  of  purpose  that  kindles  ambi- 
tions and  leads  people  on  to  greater  efforts.  "  The 
Maze"  has  been  a  successful  house  since  its  first 
opening,  and  of  the  successful  departments  none 
have  been  more  successful  than  their  millinery. 
This  season  it  was  the  talk  of  the  city,  the  Mecca  of 
the  Mite,  the  leaders  of  fashion  ;  and  the  enormous 
trade  they  have  done  led  them  to  greater  endeavors 
for  the  fall  season,  with  the  idea  of  having  the  new- 
est, the  finest,  and  the  most  select  millinery  in  San 
Francisco.  They  have  sent  Mme.  Ardree,  their 
head  milliner,  to" Paris,  to  gather  up  the  latest  crea- 
tions. She  leaves  New  York  next  Saturday  on  one 
of  the  famous  French  liners,  and  will  spend  the 
whole  month  of  July  in  Paris  among  the  swell 
modistes  and  manufacturers.  It  is  needless  to  say 
that,  with  the  madame's  exquisite  taste  and  the  great 
outlet  The  Maze  has  for  large  quantities  of  goods, 
their  millinery  department  this  fall  will  outshine 
anything  ever  seen  in  the  city.  This  pushing  firm 
is  to  be  congratulated  upon  its  great  success. 


ABOUT    THE    WOMEN. 

Louise  Chandler  Moulton  is  out  against  woman 
suffrage.  She  opines  that  it  is  not  the  wish  of  the 
majority  of  her  sex,  and  she  rather  admires  their 
taste. 

Mrs.  Longley,  of  Providence,  R.  I.,  is  the  first 
woman  to  insure  her  life  for  one  hundred  thousand 
dollars.  She  obtained  her  policies  after  proving 
that  she  was  not  in  the  habit  of  discussing  the 
suffrage  question. 

Only  two  women  in  England  have  the  right  to 
append  the  mystic  letters  M.  F.  H.  to  their  names. 
The  one  is  Mrs.  Cheape,  who  is  master  of  the 
Bentley  Pack,  with  her  daughter  as  whipper-in, 
while  the  Comtesse  de  Paris  is  master  of  the  Wood- 
norton  Hunt. 

When  the  Empress  Eugenie  had  her  greatest 
vogue  as  a  beauly,  the  distinguishing  feature  of 
her  good  looks  was  her  pure  and  regular  profile. 
This  has  survived  the  disfiguring  action  of  vears 
and  gained  in  refinement,  so  that,  though  Eugenie 
is  now  a  faded  and  gray-headed  lady,  her  face  is 
still  a  most  interesting  one. 

Mrs.  Sara  Yorke  Stevenson,  who  has  received 
the  unusual  distinction  of  an  honorary  degree  from 
the  University  of  Pennsylvania,  has  long  been 
known  as  one  of  the  most  learned  archaeologists  in 
the  country.  She  was  invited  by  the  World's  Fair 
authorities  to  act  as  one  of  the  jury  in  the  archseo- 
logical  department,  and  her  work  there  was  highly 
complimented. 

The  latest  Franco- Russian  international  episode 
is  thus  described  by  a  French  contemporary  : 

"  Mile.  I.iane  de  Pongy  was  on  her  way,  with  her  famous 
doves,  to  St.  Petersburg,  when  they  were  seized  by  the 
custom-house  vultures,  as  there  is  a  law  forbidding  the 
importing  of  pigeons  into  Russia.  'What  will  they  do 
with  my  darling  doves?'  said  Liane,  addressing  the  gen- 
eral commandant  of  the  place,  who  happened  to  be 
present.  '  They  shall  not  eat  them,  my  dear  young  lady, ' 
replied  the  good-natured  officer  ;  '  I  will  take  them  to  my 
house  and  treat  them  with  all  the  tenderness  possible  to  a 
rough  old  soldier,  and  when  you  are  going  back  to 
France  write  to  me,  and  I  will  meet  you  with  your 
pigeons.*  With  thanks  and  tears  the  artist  pursued  her 
route  to  St.  Petersburg.  On  the  second  day  after  her 
arrival,  the  pigeons  were  sent  to  her  by  the  Duke  Eugene 
of  Leuchtenberg,  who,  hearing  of  the  incident,  went 
himself  to  the  general  and  persuaded  him  to  break  the 
law  in  favor  of  the  fascinating  young  Frenchwoman." 

The  Grand  Duchess  Catharine,  for  whom  the 
Russian  court  is  now  in  mourning,  was  the  clever- 
est and  most  popular  member  of  the  royal  family. 
It  was  after  breakfasting  with  her  at  her  magnificent 
Michael  Palace,  famous  for  its  enormous  and 
picturesque  park  and  for  its  art  treasures,  that  the 
late  emperor  met  his  death  on  his  way  home.  She 
was  a  very  handsome  woman,  almost  gigantic  in 
her  proportions. 

Twice  the  Hon.  George  Arthur  Brand  has  been 
sung  into  Parliament.     An  exchange  says  : 

"  In  '91  the  Tory  majority  of  eleven  hundred  of  Cam- 
bridgeshire was    changed   to  a  Liberal  majority  of  two 
hundred  and  sixty  by   the  songs  of  his  wife.     Thus,  at 
says  a  great  dark-blue  leather  book  inscribed  with 
ti.  sand  names,  which  explains  itself  thus:   'Pre- 

sented to  the  Hon.  Mrs.  George  Arthur  Brand  in  recog- 
nition of  the  ^rt  I  and  valuable  services  tendered  to  the 
Liberal  ca.  r:hern  Wisbech  Division  of  Cam- 

bridgeshire, and  in  the  Lriumphant  return  of  the  Hon. 
George  Arthur  brine:  ^s  member  of  Parliament.'  This 
gratitude  was  further  expressed  in  a  diamond  tiara  and  a 
piece  of  plate.  Mrs.  Brand  t  »k  no  interest  in  politics 
until  she  married.     She  :  nt  of  the  Liberal 

Association  of  her  district,  -he  has  taught  herself  to 
play  on  the  zither  for  political  purposes.  With  her  zither 
she  goes  campaigning  with  her  husband,  and  her  singing 
has  proven  to  do  the  effective  work  of  the  campaign. 
The  most  popular  songs  she  sings  are,  '  WeaL  ng  of  the 
Green,'  'Off  to  Philadelphia,*  'When  Johnnie  Comes 
Marching  Home,'  and  '  Daisy  Bell.*  Of  course  these 
have  words  politically  significant.  The  Hor, 
George  is  the  son  of  the  former  Speaker  of  the  House  of 
Commons,  and  he  himself  is  the  government  whip." 

Mrs.  Hetty  Green,  "the  richest  woman  in  the 
United  States,"  whose  private  fortune  is  estimated 
at  about  sixty  millions  of  dollars,  is  making  vigor- 
ous efforts  to  escape  the  threatened  income  tax. 
Says  a  correspondent : 

"She  owns  vast  quantities  of  Chicago  realty,  and,  as 
rapidly  as  it  can  be  done,  she  is  transferring  and  convey- 
ing all  her  grounds  and  buildings  to  her  son,  Edward  H. 
Green,  as  trustee,  who  gives  his  residence  as  London, 
Middlesex  County,  England.  Within  a  month,  over  a 
dozen  transfers  have  been  filed  in  the  recorder's  office,  and 


m  each  instance  the  same  persons  have  6gured.  Mrs. 
Green's  Chicago  realty  is  valued  at  about  three  millions 
of  dollars,  and,  at  the  rate  at  which  her  property  is  being 
conveyed,  she  will  have  escaped  the  provisions  of  the  in- 
come tax  long  before  it  becomes  a  law.  Edward  H.  Green 
has  not  been  in  England  for  fifteen  years,  and  at  present 
he  is  living  in  Texas.  His  business  address  is  the  Chemi- 
cal Bank,  New  York,  Mrs.  Green  herself  leads  a  nomadic 
existence  and  spends  her  days  wandering  from  place  to 
place.  When  compelled,  for  business  or  other  reasons,  to 
stay  any  length  of  time  in  one  place,  she  invariably 
changes  her  residence  frequently.  When  a  tax-col- 
lector succeeds  in  finding  her  he  is  invariably  bluffed  out 
by  her  claim  that  she  is  a  non-resident  of  the  State.  Thus 
for  years  she  has  escaped  personal  and  realty  taxes  very 
largely,  and  now  she  seems  in  a  fair  way  to  dodge  the  in- 
come tax.  Mrs.  Green  is  not  only  the  richest,  but  proba- 
bly the  closest  woman  in  America.  She  is  practically 
homeless  and  she  is  frugal  to  the  point  of  parsimony. 
Her  family  of  four  persons  lives  under  four  different  roofs. 
She  owns  a  number  of  toll-gates  in  Vermont  and  goes 
herself  personally  to  collect  the  money  from  the  toll-keep- 
ers at  stated  intervals.  Her  daughter,  Sylvia  Green,  in- 
herited five  millions  of  dollars  in  her  own  name  through 
the  death  of  her  aunt.  Despite  this  fact  she  is  so  morbid 
that  she  imagines  that  she  will  die  in  the  poor-house.  Ed- 
ward Green,  the  husband,  leads  a  bachelor  existence  at  the 
Union  Club  in  New  York  on  an  allowance  made  him  by 
his  wife." 

Marion  Phelps  von  Rottenberg,  the  only  daugh- 
ter of  the  late  William  Walter  Phelps,  presided 
over  his  grand  house  in  Berlin,  in  the  absence  of 
her  mother,  while  he  was  the  United  States  Min- 
ister there.  She  is  a  large  and  striking-looking 
young  woman,  and  her  husband,  to  whom  she  was 
married  last  year,  is  a  rising  man  in  the  foreign 
office  of  the  German  Empire,  and  will  probably 
become  one  of  the  emperor's  cabinet  officers  in 
due  time. 


Buffalo  has  forty  thousand  Poles,  living  chiefly  in 
a  quarter  of  their  own,  where  English  is  little 
spoken  and  many  business  signs  are  in  Polish  or 
Russian.  The  colonists  retain  many  of  their  native 
characteristics  and  slowly  conform  to  American 
ways.  The  colony  is  one  of  the  largest  foreign 
elements  to  be  found  in  any  American  city  of  the 
third-class. 


A  Grand   Opportunity 

To  secure  European  art  goods  at  a  great  reduction  in 
price.  Until  the  close  of  the  Midwinter  Fair,  we  can 
and  will  sell  you  from  our  magnificent  stock  of  paint- 
ings, engravings,  etchings,  statuary,  vases,  pottery, 
glassware,  and  art  goods  of  every  description  at  lower 
prices  than  can  be  purchased  at  the  Fair  or  any- 
where else.  Everything  marked  in  plain  figures 
and  at  great  reductions.  S.  &  G.  GUMP, 

113  Geary  Street. 


In  the  annual  parade  of  truck-horses  held  in 
London  two  weeks  ago,  tnere  were  two  gigantic 
horses,  each  measuring  eighteen  hands — that  is, 
standing  just  six  feet  high  at  the  shoulders — and 
weighing  at  least  a  ton. 


—  Spectacles  and  eye-glasses  accurately 
fitted  at  reasonable  prices.  Henry  Kahn  &  Co., 
opticians,  642  Market  Street   Chronicle  Building. 


—  Ladies  outing  shirts  and  waists   made 
to  order  at  Carmany's,  25  Kearny  Street. 


Tests  recently  made  in  Japan  of  the  hauling 
powers  of  American  and  English  locomotives,  on 
the  Tokaido  Railway,  resulted  decidedly  in  favor  of 
American  engines,  and  preference  will  be  given  to 
them  in  future. 


You 

know  what  you  are 

eating    when    you    use 

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Its    true    composition    is 
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a  ranch  Of  ninety  acres.  The  ranch  has  upon 
it  a  commodious  residence  fully  furnished) 
ami  with  modern  Improvements :  a  good 
barn,  and  all  necessary  out-building-.  The 
orchards  are  planted  to  apples,  olive-,  nuts, 
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On  the  place  are  horses,  eows,  poultry, 
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July  2,  1894. 


PYGMALION    AND    GALATEA. 


SCENE. —  A   study  in   a  city  house.      Time,   even- 
ing.   Pygmalion  seated,  writing,  alone. 

Pygmalion  [reads  from  manuscript] — "  She  was 
haunted  by  the  dread  of  the  consequences  of  what 
she  had  done.  Night  and  day  she  saw  his  face,  as 
it  had  last  turned  its  eyes  on  her  from  the  pillow, 
with  the  white  wistfulness  that  was  always  directed 
towards  her,  and  the  tired,  weary  expression  which 
had  become  habitual.  She  believed  that  she  was 
going  mad.  She  believed  herself  in  danger  of  de- 
tection when  there  was  none,  and  in  such  a 
panic "     {Breaking off]    What  is  it? 

Servant — A  lady  to  see  you,  sir. 

Pygmalion — To  see  me  !    At  this  hour  ! 

Galatea  [entering] — That  will  do.  You  can 
go.     I  want  to  speak  to  your  master. 

Pygmalion — I  beg  your  pardon,  but  I  am  busy. 

GALATEA — I  know  [glancing  at  sheets  of  manu- 
script]. I  can  guess  at  what  work.  Still,  you  made 
me,  and  you  must  hear  me  to  the  end. 

Pygmalion — Made  you  ! 

Galatea — Yes.  And  you  shall  learn  how. 
[Taking off  her  hat.]  See,  I  have  even  the  gray 
eyes  and  the  auburn  hair  you  love  to  describe. 
Did  you  ever  dream  of  a  heroine  something  like 
me? 

Pygmalion— My  God  !    Yes. 

Galatea — That  is  why  I  am  here  to-night.  A 
year  ago  you  started  a  novel  in  one  of  the  maga- 
zines, and  as  I  read  the  first  number,  I  discovered 
you  must  have  met  me  in  your  dreams,  or  passed 
me  in  the  flesh,  or  learned  my  character  from  some 
mutual  friend.  Your  heroine  had  all  me  in  her 
heart,  and  brain,  and  face.     Do  you  remember? 

Pygmalion — You  must  be  mad  to  come  and  tell 
me  this.  The  woman  was  a  pure  creation  of  my 
brain.  I  drew  her  beautiful,  I  drew  her  young,  as 
you  are,  the  better  to  attract  my  hero.  I  had  no 
knowledge  of  you  in  any  way.  There  is  nothing 
remarkable  in  your  resembling  my  somewhat  ideal- 
ized heroine. 

Galatea — I  tell  you  there  is.  You  made  me, 
and  you  must  hear  me  to  the  end.  When  I  first 
read  your  heroine's  troubles  with  her  husband,  I 
had  long  begun  mine.  When  she  suffered  from  his 
unreasoning  jealousy,  I  had  borne  it  for  years. 
When  she  was  tempted  to  fly  and  leave  it  all,  a 
mere  nightmare  memory  in  the  past,  I  had  already 
listened  to  the  voice  of  the  tempter  and  overcome 
it. 

Pygmalion — Madam,  this  is  folly. 

Galatea — Hear  me  out.  When  your  husband 
turned  on  her  and  struck  her,  mine  was  innocent  of 
any  such  crime.  A  month  later  he  had  done  the 
same,  and  every  horrified  shrinking  at  his  proximity, 
every  sense  of  injustice  which  stabbed  at  my  heart 
and  jeered,  at  my  ruined  happiness,  you  depicted 
with  wonderful  accuracy  in  your  wonderful  novel. 

Pygmalion — You  must  be  mad. 

Galatea — She  would  probably  end  mad,  so  that 
may  be.  I  can  not  say — I  have  come  to  ask  you. 
What  have  you  done  with  her  in  the  number  yet  to 
come  that  she  may  still  escape  detection  ? 

Pygmalion — Do  you  mean  to  imply  that  you 
are  going  to  carry  this  folly  to  such  a  height  that 
you  intend  to  murder  your  husband  ? 

Galatea — Ssh — I  have  done  so. 

Pygmalion — I  must  ring  the  bell  and  request 
them  to  show  you  out.  You  will  undoubtedly  be 
mad  if  you  continue  to  indulge  in  these  unnatural 
ideas. 

Galatea — I  beseech  you  to  listen  to  me.  In- 
deed it  is  true — quite  true. 

Pygmalion — You  have  killed  your  husband. 
When  and  why  ? 

Galatea — Why  did  your  heroine  do  it  and 
how?  Ask  your  own  heart  why  you  excused  her, 
and  then  pity  mine.  I  was,  indeed,  mad  each 
month  when  the  magazine  was  published,  and  I  j 
read  what  I  had  to  do — but  il  all  worked  out  well. 
How  clever  y       i;  ■   and  how  true  to  the  life. 

Pygmalion— -ror  God's  sake  explain  I 

Galatka—  t  .  j  will  pity  me,   won't  you — and 

you  \yon't  be  angry?      Bring   your   chair  nearer, 

and  I'll  whisper  how  it  was  done.     As  you  wrote  of 

I    s<    the  deed  worked  itself  out,  and  there  is  no 

on,  so  far,  of  foul  play. 

Pygmalion — The  gas — you  used  the  gas 

Galatea — It  was  a  splendid  idea.  He  was  ill, 
and  I  slept  in  the  next  room.  I  had  suffered 
cruelly,  as  you  well  know — I  mean,  as  you  now 
know.  Ten  times  more  than  your  poor  heroine, 
who  had  suffered  enough.  I  was  beaten  and 
crushed  and  the  victim  of  his  drunken  anger. 
One  night  when  he  came  home  I  revolted,  and 
could  bear  no  more.  He  said  he  would  put  out 
the  gas  himself  when  he  felt  tired  enough  to  sleep. 
I  left  him,  and  then 

Pygmalion— Go  on,  go  on  ! 

Galatea — I  crept  back  later,  when  the  room 
was  all  in  darkness,  and  turned  each  jet  full  on, 
without  lighting  it,  and  then  I  went  out  and  shut 
the  door. 

Pygmalion— Good  God ! 

Galatea — They  found  him  dead  in  the  morn- 
ing through  his  own  supposed  mistake,  and  I  was 
free.  Your  heroine,  you  will  remember,  managed 
to  lock  the  door  in  the  inside,  and  crept  out  by  a 
window  ;  but  I  could  not  manage  that.  I  was  safe 
as  it  was,  and  iiiAv 


Pygmalion — Yes,  now? 

Galatea — I  live  in  constant  dread  of  detection. 
I  have  been  a  coward  ever  since  the  funeral.  Tell 
me  what  I  am  to  do. 

Pygmalion — Why  in  heaven's  name  did  you 
come  and  burden  me  with  this  most  hideous  crime  ? 

Galatea — Because  I  did  it  at  your  suggestion  ; 
because  you  have  still  got  to  dispose  of  your  hero- 
ine.    Now  dispose  of  me. 

Pygmalion — You  must  be  mad. 

Galatea — I  may  be,  but  I  am  sane  enough  to 
be  still  afraid  of  danger,  and  you  must  help  me. 
Hark,  there  is  a  footstep  ;  some  one  is  coming. 
Are  you  married  ? 

Pygmalion — Yes — it's  my  wife  ;  hush.  [Locks 
door  hurriedly.] 

Wife  [through  tlie  key-hole] — My  dear,  let  me 
come  in. 

Pygmalion — I  am  very  busy  writing. 

Wife — I  thought  I  heard  you  talking. 

Pygmalion — So  you  did  ;  I  was  stupidly  con- 
versing aloud  with  my  heroine. 

Wife — How  very  childish  !  I  shall  expect  you  in 
the  drawing-room  in  ten  minutes. 

Pygmalion — My  dear,  I'll  be  there.  [Wife's 
departing  footsteps  die  away.]  Now  you  must  go, 
and  go  at  once. 

Galatea — But  what  am  I  to  do  ?  You  haven't 
told  me. 

Pygmalion — Leave  England  at  once. 

Galatea — I  have  no  money  until  my  husband's 
affairs  are  settled. 

Pygmalion  [rashly]— I'll  lend  you  some  till  then. 
Only  go  away,  and  never  let  me  see  you  again. 
[As  lie  goes  to  a  drawer,  she  nears  writing-table.] 

Galatea — I'll  never  come  near  you  if  you'll  save 
me.  You  can't  think  how  I  suffer.  I  can't  get  his 
face  out  of  my  mind.  I  can't  forget  that  you,  and 
you  alone,  suggested  the  idea  of  killing  him  in  that 
easy  way.  I  sometimes  wonder  if  I  am  not  going 
mad. 

Pygmalion— Here's  over  fifty  pounds.  Will 
that  do  ? 

Galatea — Oh,  how  good  of  you !  How  can  I 
thank  you  enough  ?     [Begins  to  cry.] 

Pygmalion — Put  the  notes  away  and  go  at  once. 
Here,  let  me  show  you  out  myself.  One  thing  I 
must  beg  you  to  get  out  of  your  mind,  and  that  is, 
that  I  am  responsible  for  you  and  your  crime — 
which  I  am  not. 
[As  they  enter  tlie  hall  tlie  door  is  opened  to  admit  a 

Stranger.] 
Stranger  [crossing  to  Galatea  with  hand- 
cuffs]—  Oh,  we've  caught  you  at  last,  have  we, 
my  beauty  ?  Up  to  some  new  game,  I'll  be  bound. 
How  much  has  she  got  out  of  you,  sir?  Come, 
hand  it  over,  miss,  and  come  along  quiet,  or  I 
shan't  be  as  pleasant  as  I  should  like  to  be  to  a 
lady. — Black  and  White. 


THE    TUNEFUL    LIAR. 


It's  in  the  Air. 

'Tis  now  the  patriotic  boy 

Is  heard  declaiming  under  breath, 
'  It's  goin'  to  be  the  Fourth  of  July; 
Ohgimmelibertyordeth  \", 

— Detroit  Free  Press. 


A  Succinct  Account. 
I  met  wid  Patsy  Carney 

An'  he  gripped  me  by  der  hand 
An"  meanwhile  let  some  language 

I  really  could  not  stand ; 
Which  language  was  such  language 

As  it  will  not  do  to  quote, 
But  it  ceased  to  be  offensive 

A?  ni     t'umb  went  down  his  t'roat ! 

— Eugene  Field  in  Chicago  Record. 

Some  More. 

Why  don't  our  sluggers  bunch  their  hits 

And  get  a  few  fat  scores? 
It  makes  me  want  to  give  them  fits — 

I  hate  to  sit  outdoors 
And  swelter  in  the  broiling  sun 

And  pant,  and  puff,  and  swear 
To  see  the  Lincolns,  one  by  one, 

Walk  up  and  fan  the  air. 

— Nebraska  State  Journal. 


MISFIT    CORRESPONDENCE. 


A  Character. 
He  wasn't  much  on  votin' ; 

But  if  you  wished  to  win. 
No  man  in  all  the  country 

Could  beat  him  countin'  in. 

He  didn't  know  much  'rithmetic — 

Like  keepin'  books  ;  but  then 
He  beat  'em  all  on  addin'  up. 

With:  "  One  an' one  is  ten  !" 

— Atlanta  Constitution. 


Pointers  for  Killers. 
He  who  kills  and  runs  away 

Will  be,  like  Dalton,  plugged  some  day  ; 
But  he  who  kills  and's  locked  up  fast 
Will  live  for  aye,  like  Prendergast. 

— Kansas  City  Journal. 

Both  Ways, 
She  rattles  the  type-writer  all  day  long 

With  a  grace  that  is  fair  to  see — 
While  I  dictate  in  a  voice  so  strong 
That  no  one  would  guess,  as  my  words  out  throng, 

How  the  type-writer  rattles  me.— Judge. 


Does  the  postman,  with  his  disconcerting  whistle  and 
the  speed  he  demands  in  the  delivery  of  letters  outward- 
bound,  realize  what  may  ensue  from  hurriedly  directed 
envelopes?  If  not,  the  following  should  sear  his  recollec- 
tion : 

(what  went.) 

Dear  Guv'nor  :  I  suppose  you  found  the  Adi- 
rondacks  all  there?  As  you  are  undoubtedly  one 
of  America's  most  scientific  sportsmen,  I  am 
watching  the  markets  for  a  game  famine.  By  the 
bye,  I  have  drawn  on  you  for  fifty  dollars.  You 
will  appreciate  my  necessity  as  it  goes  to  pay  that 
greatest  of  all  bores — George  Dunem.  Your  son, 
Charlie  O.  Forever. 
(what  returned.) 

Dear  Charles  :  Glad  to  learn  you  were  at  last 
prepared,  through  the  medium  of  your  father,  to 
make  me  a  partial  payment.  Will  call  in  the 
morning  with  a  receipt  for  fifty.  My  joy  is  mixed 
with  pain,  however,  at  the  unwelcome  eminence  I 
have  attained.  George  Dunem. 


{what  went.) 

Dear  George  :  Your  daily  communication  again 
at  hand.  I  repeat,  I  have  only  an  aged  grand- 
mother of  whom  there  is  immediate  hope.  When 
next  I  see  her,  will  inform  you  of  my  chances  for 
early  adoption  of  onyx  sleeve-links  and  a  black 
pearl  scarf-pin.  Sincerely,      C.  O.  Forever. 

(what  returned.) 

My  Dear  Charles  :  Inclosed  are  the  sleeve- 
links  and  pin.  Wear  them,  not  in  memory  of  me, 
but  of  a  clause  I  have  just  struck  from  my  last  will 
and  testament.  Grandma. 


(what  went.) 
Dear  Grandma  :  Am  very  sorry,  but  can  not 
dine  with  you  on  the  occasion  of  your  ninetieth 
birthday,  owing  to  a  special  choir  rehearsal. 
Words  can  not  express  my  admiration  for  the  su- 
perb manner  in  which  you  carry  your  years.  One 
hundred  must  be  the  next  goal  of  your  ambition, 
and,  meanwhile,  with  what  pride  you  can  review 
your  triumphs  of  half  a  century  before  my  birth. 
Devotedly,  Charles. 

(what  returned.) 
Dear  Charlie  :  The  invitation  was  for  my 
eighty-ninth,  not  ninetieth  birthday.  We  of  the 
ballet  expect  errors  of  this  kind  only  in  the  funny 
column.  In  1820,  I  remember — but  that  will  keep 
until  you  have  the  nerve  to  call.  Meanwhile,  don't 
fail  to  wear  your  muffler  home  from  choir  practice. 

Gertie. 

(what  went.) 

Dear  Gertie  :  Your  letter  announcing  the 
season  of  the  Fariesall  Company  was  ended,  and 
your  return  Wednesday,  received.  Thanks  for 
dinner  invitation.  I  have  touched  the  senior  mem- 
ber for  an  extra  fifty — gave  him  a  "jolly"  he 
couldn't  resist.  So  we'll  do  some  Roof  Gardening, 
and  see  how  many  cold  bottles  we  can  cultivate.  . 
As  ever,  Charlie, 

(what    returned.) 

My  Dear  Son  :  How  like  you  grow  to  the  pa- 
ternal tree  !  At  your  age  I  also  drew  en  the  senior 
member,  "  but  the  draft  came  back."  I  am  now 
wondering  what  is  the  "jolly"  I  can't  resist,  and 
also  how  thickly  cold  bottles  will  grow  under  condi- 
tions of  discontinued  allowance.  Fondly,  your 
Guv'nor. 

— Norman  Elliot  in  Truth. 


It  is  not  true 
Bias  Velveteen 

Skirt  Bindings  do 
not  all  wear  about 
alike. 

The 


# 


Bind- 
ings out- 
wear several 
of  any  other 
kind,  and 
Last  as  long  as  the  skirt 


*kCX 


For  Dyspepsia  and  Nervousness 

USE  horsford's  acid  phosphate. 
Dr.  C.  D.  Cleveland,  San  Francisco,  Cal., 
says  :  "  It  is  eminently  useful  in  dyspepsia,  and  in 
all  forms  of  indigestion  ;  thus  it  becomes  a  tonic 
and  sedative,  exciting  all  the  vital  functions,  calming 
nervous  irritation.  It  is  acceptable  to  the  stomach 
in  cases  of  dyspepsia,  where  other  medicaments  are 
rejected." 


A  bride  in  Silesia,  while  at  the  altar  being  mar- 
ried, possessed  herself,  we  are  told,  of  a  watch  be- 
longing to  one  of  the  bridal  party,  and  is  in  trouble 
in  consequence.  The  question  is  being  considered 
as  to  whether  the  offense  may  not  have  been  caused 
by  "an  excess  of  joy,"  which  affected  the  lady's 
brain.  If  it  was  a  genuine  case  of  pocket-picking, 
it  is  difficult  to  conceive  a  more  striking  example  of 
devotion  to  business. 


Ill-Tempered  Babies 

Are  not  desirable  in  any  hdme.  Insufficient  nour- 
ishment produces  ill-temper.  Guard  against  fret- 
ful children  by  feeding  nutritious  and  digestible 
food.  The  Gail  Borden  Eagle  Brand  Condensed 
Milk  is  the  most  successful  of  all  infant  foods. 


When  a  sugar  refinery  wharf  needs  a  new  floor, 
the  old  one  is  not  thrown  away  or  sold  to  a  junk- 
dealer,  but  carted  into  the  refinery  and  boiled.  The 
planks  are  saturated  with  sugar,  molasses,  and  a 
variety  of  other  things  not  usually  deemed  edible. 
The  refinery  process,  however,  separates  the  ab- 
sorbed sugar  from  the  impurities,  and  the  refiners 
make  a  very  handsome  saving  by  boiling  up  the 
old  floor. 


Begin  to  use  Ayer's  Hair  Vigor  now,  and  by  the 
next  Fourth  of  July  your  hair  will  be  "  a  thing  of 
beauty." 


Good 
i  Digestion 

have  little  sympathy 
for  the  dyspeptic .  They 
can  eat  everything  that 
comes  along.  While 
they  can  eat  rich  food 
without  fear  of  the 
dyspeptic's  bad  experi- 
ences, they  neverthe- 
less greatly  appreciate 
a  delicate  flavor  in 
their  pastry. 

ICottolcncl 

when  used  as  a  short-  ! 
ening,  always  pro-  j 
duces  the  finest  flavor-  I 
ed  pastry,  which  is  en-  ; 
tirely  free  from  the  j 
many  objections  which  I 
the  use  of  lard  always  j 
produces.  Test  its' 
value  by  one  trial. 

Refuse  all  substitutes. 

Send  three  cents  In  stamps  to  N.  K. 
Fairbank  &  Co..  Chicago,  for  hand- 
some Cottolene  Cook  Book,  contain- 
ing six  hundred  recipes,  prepared  by 
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They  make  History  in  the  Future. 

"We  take  orders  for  clipping  011  any  subject, 
including  Midwinter  Fair. 

BUREAU  OF  PRESS  CUPPING, 
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Listener — "  Isn't  il  wonderful  how  he  always  has  a 
brand  new  story  to  fit  everything  !" 

Other  Listener— '*  Ya-as.  Makes  'em  up,  you  know, 
out  of  newspaper  yarns.     Romkike  s«nds  'em  to  him." 


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Newspaper  Clippings  from  all  the  leading  papers  in  the 
world  on  any  subject. 


July  2,  1894. 


THE 


ARG  ON  AUT. 


13 


STORYETTES. 


Grave  and  Gay,  Epigrammatic  and  Otherwise. 


Dramatic  effects  are  hazardous  agencies  to  use, 
as  it  is  not  impossible  to  spoil  them  by  an  anti- 
climax— as  a  member  of  the  English  Parliament 
found  when,  at  the  close  of  a  fiery  adjuration  to  the 
government  to  declare  war,  he  cried  out:  "Un- 
sheath  the  sword  !  "  and,  drawing  a  dagger,  threw 
it  on  the  floor.  "Ah!  "  coolly  said  an  opponent ; 
"there  is  the  knife,  but  where  is  the  fork?"  A 
shout  of  laughter  was  the  result. 


Chief-Justice  Richardson,  of  New  Hampshire, 
was  ready  to  abandon  one  of  his  own  rulings,  if  ar- 
gument had  convinced  him  that  it  was  not  tenable — 
a  readiness  not  relished  by  some  lawyers.  That 
great  lawyer,  Jeremiah  Mason,  was  once  pressing  a 
point  on  the  judge  with  his  usual  force.  "  Brother 
Mason,"  said  the  judge,  "the  impression  of  the 
court  is  in  your  favor."  "Yes,"  retorted  Mason, 
"  but  I  want  your  honor  to  stick!" 


Once  a  painter,  notorious  for  plagiarisms,  exe- 
cuted an  historical  picture,  in  which  every  figure  of 
importance  was  copied  from  some  other  artist,  so 
that  very  little  remained  to  himself.  It  was  shown 
to  Michael  Angelo  by  a  friend,  who  begged  his 
opinion  of  it.  "  Excellently  done,"  said  Angelo, 
"  only,  at  the  Day  of  Judgment,  when  all  bodies 
will  resume  their  own  limbs  again,  I  do  not  know 
what  will  become  of  that  historical  painting — for 
there  will  be  nothing  left  of  it." 


A  returned  "  contraband"  was  once  entertaining 
an  audience  in  Dedham,  Mass.,  with  an  account  of 
a  furious  skirmish  between  "the  blue  and  the 
gray"  on  the  banks  of  the  Potomac.  "  But,"  said 
a  severe  critic  of  his  highly  colored  narrative,  a 
man  who  had  not  been  to  the  war  himself,  "where 
were  you  when  the  battle  was  raging?"  "Oh,  I 
was  back  among  the  baggage."  "  But  how  far 
were  you  from  the  bullets  and  cannon-balls  ?  "  per- 
sisted the  stay-at-home.  "Well,"  was  the  reply, 
"  not  so  far  as  Dedham  I" 


The  Kansas  City  Mail  tells  a  story  of  a  con- 
gressman who,  having  submitted  himself  to  the 
manipulation  of  a  venerable  colored  barber  in 
Washington,  was  told  :  "  Do  you  know,  sah,  you 
remind  me  so  much  of  Dan'l  Webstah?"  "In- 
deed," he  said  ;  "shape  of  my  head,  I  suppose?" 
This  staggered  the  aged  colored  man  somewhat. 
He  had  not  expected  a  question  in  reply,  and 
had  merely  laid  the  foundation  for  his  compli- 
mentary bluff,  never  thinking  that  there  would  be  a 
call  for  an  explanatory  superstructure.  "  No,  sah," 
he  stammered  in  reply;  "not  yo'  head,  sah;  it's 
vo'  breff." 

At  one  time,  in  thfe  "Michigan  City  Penitentiary ; 
there  was  a  renaissance  in  the  moral  discipline  of 
the  prison,  and  all  were  compelled  to  attend  chapel 
regularly.  One  of  the  prisoners  came  to  the  warden 
one  day  and  begged  to  be  allowed  to  remain  away 
from  the  chapel  exercises,  as  he  wanted  Sundays  to 
write  letters  to  his  friends.  The  warden  looked  at 
the  beseeching  convict  in  amazement.  "What," 
he  exclaimed,  "allow  you  to  stay  away  from  re- 
ligious exercises  all  the  time !  No,  sir.  Why, 
man,  don't  you  know  that's  part  of  the  penalty?" 
And  the  convict  continued  to  worship  regularly, 
while  the  warden  led  in  prayer. 


hear  what  the  speakers  said?  "asked  Sue.  "Not 
a  single  syllable  of  it,"  was  the  reply.  "Then 
how  can  you  possibly  vote?"  "Oh,  that's  easy 
enough.  Do  you  see  that  little  gentleman  with 
spectacles,  facing  you?"  "Yes."  "  Well,  it's  he 
who  virtually  tells  me  which  way  to  vote.  As  we 
are  invariably  of  a  different  opinion,  I  remain 
seated  if  he  gets  up,  and  when  he  remains  seated  I 
get  up.     He  listens  for  both  of  us." 


Judge  Charles  Merritt  Barnes,  the  Texas  justice, 
who  made  himself  famous  by  overruling  the 
supreme  court  and  deciding  the  Sunday  law  un- 
constitutional, had  for  his  first  case  a  minor  civil 
suit,  furiously  contested  by  the  "opposing  counsel. 
After  listening  patiently  to  all  the  lawyers  had  to 
say,  he  turned  to  the  jury  and  charged  them : 
"  Gentlemen  of  the  jury  :  You  have  heard  the  ar- 
gument of  the  counsel  for  the  plaintiff  ;  if  you  be- 
lieve what  he  says,  you  will  find  a  verdict  for  the 
plaintiff.  You  have  heard  the  argument  for  the  de- 
fendant ;  if  you  believe  what  he  says,  you  will  find 
a  verdict  for  the  defendant.  But  if  you  believe,  as 
I  do,  I'll  be  blowed  if  I  know  what  your  verdict 
will  be.     Tak*  the  case.' 


A  certain  justice  of  the  peace  from  the  State  of 
Iowa,  having  arrived,  previous  to  a  trial,  at  a  con- 
clusion upon  a  question  of  law  highly  satisfactory 
to  himself,  refused  to  entertain  an  argument  by  the 
opposing  counsel.  "  If  your  honor  pleases,"  coun- 
sel pleaded,  "  I  should  like  to  cite  a  few  authorities 
upon  the  point."  Here  he  was  sharply  interrupted  by 
the  justice,  who  stated  :  "  The  court  knows  the  law, 
and  is  thoroughly  advised  in  the  premises,  and  has 
given  his  opinion,  and  that  settles  it."  "It  was 
not,"  continued  counsel,  "with  an  idea  of  con- 
vincing your  honor  that  you  are  wrong,  but  I 
should  like  to  show  you  what  a  d n  fool  Black- 
stone  was." 

Eugene  Sue  once  took  his  seat  in  the  French 
Chamber  of  Deputies  by  the  side  of  Victor  Hugo, 
and,  while  they  were  chatting  together,  a  bill  of 
some  kind  was  being  discussed.  When  the  meas- 
ure was  put  to  the  vote,  the  poet,  to  Stie's  great 
surprise,  rose  from  his  seat  and  voted.     "  Did  you 


Professor  Royce,  of  Harvard,  has  ofttimes  need 
of  all  his  philosophy  (writes  Walter  C.  Nichols  in 
Kate  Field's  Washington)  to  bear  with  his  little  son 
Christopher,  who  distinguished  himself  some  three 
years  ago  by  turning  the  hose  on  the  late  James  Rus- 
sell Lowell.  About  two  weeks  ago,  Christopher  was 
left  alone  in  the  house,  and  when  a  friend  of  his 
mother's  came  up  the  steps,  he  answered  the  door- 
bell.      "Ah,    good  afternoon,    Christopher,"   said 

Mrs.  X ,  "  and  is  your  dear  mother  at  home?" 

"  No,"  curtly  replied  the  boy.     "Well,"  returned 

Mrs.  X ,  "  will  you  kindly  remember  to  say  to 

her  that   Mrs.   X called?"     Christopher  eyed 

her  sharply,  and  then  answered  slowly  :  "I  don't 
know.  There  are  so  many  things  she  would  rather 
have  me  remember  and  that  I  would  rather  remem- 
ber, that  on  the  whole  I  don't  think  I  will !  "  And 
he  did  not ! 

In  a  murder  trial  before  a  Western  court,  the 
prisoner  was  able  to  account  for  the  whole  of  his 
time,  except  five  minutes,  on  the  evening  when  the 
crime  was  committed.  His  counsel  argued  that  it 
was  impossible  for  him  to  have  killed  the  man, 
under  the  circumstances,  in  so  brief  a  period,  and 
on  that  plea  largely  based  his  defense,  the  other 
testimony  being  strongly  against  his  client.  When 
the  prosecuting  attorney  replied,  he  said  :  "  How 
long  a  time  really  is  five  minutes  ?  Let  us  see. 
Will  his  honor  command  absolute  silence,  in  the 
court-room,  for  that  space  ?  "  The  judge  graciously 
complied.  There  was  a  clock  on  the  wall.  Every 
eye  in  the  court-room  was  fixed  upon  it,  as  the 
pendulum  ticked  off  the  seconds.  There  was 
breathless  silence.  The  keen-witted  counsel  waited 
until  the  tired  audience  gave  a  sigh  of  relief  at  the 
close  of  the  period,  and  then  asked,  quietly  : 
"Could  he  not  have  struck  one  fatal  blow  in  all 
of  that  time?"  The  prisoner  was  found  guilty, 
and,  as  it  was  proved  afterward,  justly. 

Rostopchin  was  the  governor  of  Moscow  who 
probably  planned  the  burning  of  that  city,  and  so 
put  a  serious  check  to  Napoleon's  career.  One  day 
the  Emperor  Paul  returned  from  parade  greatly 
irritated  because  he  considered  the  cloth  furnished 
for  the  soldiers'  uniforms  to  be  of  very  bad  quality. 
He  ordered  Rostopchin  to  write  at  once,  and  desire 
that  the  cloth  should  every  year  be  procured  from 
England.  The  count  replied  that  to  do  so  would 
end  the  Russian  cloth  manufacture  and  ruin  all  the 
Russian  merchants.  As  the  emperor  insisted,  he 
wrote  the  letter  and  gave  it  to  him  to  sign.  After 
the  signature,  he  added,  in  his  own  hand:  "Do 
of  the  kind  ;  he  is  crazy."  Paul  evidently 
\  th^  he  was  writing  something,  and 
Rostopchin  quietly  handed  him  the  letter.  Paul 
was  walking  up  and  down  the  room.  He  turned 
pale,  still  strode  violently  back  and  forth,  and  then 
suddenly  threw  the  letter  into  the  fire.  "You  are 
right,  and  I  thank  you,"  he  said,  env'jracing  Rostop- 
chin ;  "would  to  heaven  that  all  my  servants  were 
like  you  !  " 

Sir  Charles  Napier  hated  a  man  who  had  not  an 
answer  ready  for  him.  He  once  asked  Richard 
Burton,  the  explorer,  how  many  bricks  there  were 
in  a  newly  built  bridge.  Richard,  knowing  his  foible, 
answered  without  hesitation:  "Two  hundred  and 
twenty-nine  thousand  and  ten,  Sir  Charles."  He 
turned  away  and  smiled.  Another  time  he  ordered 
a  review  on  a  grand  scale  to  impress  certain  chiefs. 
"  Lieutenant  Burton,  be  pleased  to  inform  these 
gentlemen  that  I  propose  to  form  these  men  in  line, 
then  to  break  into  echelon  by  the  right,  and  to  form 
square  on  the  centre  battalion,"  and  so  on,  for 
about  five  minutes,  in  military  technical  terms  for 
which  there  were  no  equivalents  in  these  men's 
dialects.  "  Yes,  sir,"  said  Richard,  saluting. 
Turning  to  the  chiefs,  Richard  said  :  "  Oh,  Chiefs  ! 
our  Great  Man  is  going  to  show  you  the  way  we 
fight,  and  you  must  be  attentive  to  the  rules."  He 
then  touched  his  cap  to  Sir  Charles.  "  Have  you 
explained  all?"  he  asked.  "  Everything,  sir,"  an- 
swered Richard.  "A  most  concentrated  language 
that  must  be,"  said  Sir  Charles,  riding  off  with  his 
nose  in  the  air. 


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14 


THE        ARGONAUT. 


July  2,  1S94. 


gpifffS 


Some  writer  has  called  Edward  Harrigan  "The 
American  Dickens,"  and,  after  having  seen  several 
of  his  comedies  and  reviewed  the  series  of  pictures 
from  life  on  the  East  Side  they  leave  in  the  mem- 
ory, one  is  inclined  to  think  that  he  deserves  the 
title. 

.  As  a  furnisher  of  amusement  to  that  great  class 
which  regards  the  theatre  as  a  place  wherein  one 
may  procure  for  a  dollar  or  so  three  hours  of  un- 
considered entertainment,  he  may  only  stand  some- 
where between  Hoyt  and  the  author  of  "  The  Old 
Homestead."  As  a  delineator  of  a  certain  phase  of 
contemporaneous  American  existence,  he  stands — in 
the  estimation  of  the  small  class  who  regard  stage- 
plays  as  serious  productions,  with  an  artistic  value 
and  an  educational  importance — high  up  among  the 
ranks  of  the  native  dramatists. 

Of  all  of  these — the  number  is  not  large,  but  it  is 
continually  increasing — Harrigan  has  probably 
produced  the  most  distinctively  and  perfectly  Amer- 
ican plays.  This  Meissonier  of  the  East  Side,  re- 
producing with  minutely  careful  realism  the  tene- 
ment-house life  that  swarms  around  the  Bowery  and 
Five  Points,  has  painted  more  accurate  pictures  of 
existence  in  this  district  than  any  other  native  play- 
wright of  any  other  native  locality.  Scenes  in  these 
plays  have  the  actuality  of  life  itself,  accuracy  that 
is  more  than  photographic,  for  not  alone  the  out- 
line and  form  are  there,  but  the  spirit,  too — a  spirit 
only  to  be  comprehended  and  reproduced  by  the 
dramatist  with  true  artistic  instinct. 

Other  playwrights  have  given  us  plays  of  locali- 
ties and  added  jewels  to  the  crown  of  the  Ameri- 
can drama.  None,  however,  have  given  us  such  a 
complete  series  of  pictures,  a  portfolio  of  sketches, 
which  show  every  unusual  bit  of  a  strangely  inter- 
esting district.  We  have  any  number  of  discon- 
nected sketches  of  different  phases  of  American 
life.  We  have  seen  how  it  is  in  the  New  South 
through  "Alabama"  and  "Colonel  Carter."  Ever 
since  the  war,  we  have  been  seeing  how  it  was  in 
the  Old  South  by  means  of  "  Uncle  Tom's  Cabin." 
The  war  itself  we  know  a  good  deal  about  from 
the  dramatic  side  of  the  question  through  "  Shen- 
andoah," and  "  Held  by  the  Enemy,"  and  "  The 
Ensign."  Belasco  and  De  Mille  have  shown  us 
just  what  sweet,  angelic  girls,  and  what  noble, 
high-souled  men,  and  what  easily  frustrated  vil- 
lains there  are  in  the  respectable,  upper  middle 
class  in  New  York  and  Washington.  In  "  The 
Henrietta,"  we  had  our  only  glimpse,  through  the 
medium  of  the  stage,  into  the  vie  intime  of  the 
Wall  Street  speculator  and  his  characteristic  house- 
hold. And  the  same  author  gave  us  another  frag- 
mentary sketch  of  the  rich  American  parvenu 
chasing  and  being  chased  by  the  European  aristo- 
crat. We  know  rural  New  England  through 
"The  Old  Homestead"  ;  and  Franklin  Files  and 
Belasco,  in  one  four-act  melodrama,  gave  a  fairly 
realistic  picture  of  army  life  in  a  Western  post. 
The  great  West  itself  we  have  hardly  seen  at  all 
on  the  stage  ;  a  wild  melodrama  cropping  up  here 
and  .there — a  play   of  mining  I.   as  "  Th-= 

Danites"  and  "T-, 
only  us^  1 

.  ,     .      si 

the  ri  .111  playwrights 

i  ane  havt    h  ol   their  work,  seriously 

striven  to  £,  rue  and  comprehensive  picture, of 

any  especial  -  oi  the  national  existence  as  Har- 

rigan has  done.  The  nearest  approach  to  this, 
keeping  to  a  particular  class  of  life  and  type  of 
people,  with  the  view  of  introducing  that  class  and 
those  types  to  the  theatre-going  public  in  abso- 
lutely faithful  portraiture,  is  the  attempt  made  by 
De  Mille  and  Belasco  in  their  plays  of  New  York 
society.  But  these  comedies,  though  they  are 
clever  and  extremely  popular,  are  not  typically 
American.  Though  the  cast  of  characters  gener- 
ally shows  many  well-known  New  York  names  ; 
though  we  hear  allusions  to  such  familiar  institu- 
tions as  the  Charity  Ball  and  Wall  Street,  Broad- 
way and  the  Stars  and  Stripes,  yet  the  play,  with  a 
change  of  names  and  localities  and  a  little  weeding 
out  of  local  slang,  might  very  well  be  set  in  middle- 
class  England  or  bourgeois  France.  The  people 
portrayed  are  ordinary  ladies  and  gentlemen,  and 
ordinary  ladies  and  gentlemen  are  very  much  the 
same  all  the  world  over. 

The  plays  of  the  New  South  have  been  infinitely 
more  characteristic  and  "racy  of  the  soil,"  but 
these  appear  only  in  sporadic  cases  at  long  inter- 
vals. Such  plays  as  "Alabama"  and  "Colonel 
Carter"  are  ..fully  as  carefully  representative  as 
an  Guards'  Ball"  or  "  Reilly  and  the 
i    there   are  only  two  of  them,  and    "The 


Mulligan  Guards  "  and  ' '  Reilly  "  are  merely  discon- 
nected particles  of  a  comprehensive  whole.  Prob- 
ably Mr.  Augustus  Harris  and  Mr.  Hopkinson 
Smith,  if  you  asked  them  why  they  did  not  continue 
writing  plays  about  the  same  place  and  the  same 
people,  would  reply  that  the  result,  while  it  might 
give  a  very  complete  picture  of  a  little  known  phase 
of  life,  would  be  undoubtedly  monotonous.  How 
comes  it,  then,  that  Mr.  Harrigan's  plays  are  not 
monotonous?  Is  it  because  the  extreme,  detailed, 
unpretentious  truthfulness  of  the  picture  presented 
is  vivid  enough  to  kill  monotony  ?  Or  is  it  because 
Mr.  Harrigan,  being  Mr.  Harrigan,  invests  his 
plays  with  the  subtle  personal  note  which,  for  want 
of  a  better  name,  some  call  talent  ? 

There  is  one  thing  noticeable  in  Mr.  Harrigan's 
play-making  which  makes  it  differ  from  the  play- 
making  of  others  of  his  kind.  He  writes  plays 
more  as  a  novelist  writes  books  than  as  a  dramatist 
writes  dramas.  He  apparently  builds  up  his  comedy 
with  the  indifferent  regard  for  plot  and  the  keen 
regard  for  local  color  and  character-drawing  that 
is  so  obvious  in  the  new  class  of  story- writers.  The 
story  is  nothing  ;  the  people  that  pass  through  the 
story,  the  places  they  move  in,  the  manner  of  their 
life  and  thought,  is  what  is  of  moment.  He  is  a 
stage  Mary  Wilkins  or  Hamlin  Garland.  He  has 
made  close  and  untiring  study  of  a  certain  class,  and 
in  his  writings  he  simply  depicts  that  class  as  he 
has  found  them.  Write  what  you  know,  keep  to 
the  life  you  have  seen  and  understand,  is  the  watch- 
word of  the  writers  of  this  school  of  a  meagre,  or 
a  cruel,  or  a  tragic  realism,  according  to  the  locality 
and  kind  they  have  come  from,  and  it  is  to  this 
school,  with  its  unswerving  truthfulness,  its  un- 
imaginative naturalism,  that  Edward  Harrigan 
belongs. 

It  may  seem  a  paradoxical  statement,  but  despite 
the  fact  that  these  Bowery  dramas  are  plotless, 
farcical,  much  closer  to  the  roaring  burlesque  than 
the  legitimate  comedy,  carelessly  thrown  together 
without  respect  to  form  or  style,  they  are  more  ap- 
preciated by  the  small,  artistic  element  of  the  audi- 
ence than  by  the  large,  commonplace  element.  To 
these  latter  "  The  Mulligan  Guards'  Ball  "  is  merely 
a  funny,  extravagant  comedy,  not  quite  so  good  as 
some  of  Hoyt's,  very  deficient  in  its  lack  of  reason- 
able story  to  hold  the  scenes  together,  a  trifle  too 
slangy  even  for  the  average  taste,  and  decidedly 
disappointing  in  its  absence  of  any  denouement. 

To  the  spectator  of  the  other  order,  the  extraor- 
dinary vividness  of  this  picture  of  East  Side  life 
among  the  low  Irish  and  the  Bowery  negroes  lends 
value  to  a  play  to  which  Hoyt's  greatest  master- 
piece is  a  jumble  of  vulgar  nonsense.  The  rough- 
and-tumble  element  which  is  introduced  into  every 
scene  ;  the  boisterousness  of  the  general  horse- 
play that  goes  on  perpetually  ;  the  never-ending 
fights,  in  which  every  one  indulges,  can  not  rob  the 
unpretentious  little  drama  of  its  amazing  air  of 
humorous  truthfulness.  Scenes  like  that  of  the 
barber's  shop  are  imbued  with  a  spirit  of  the  most 
exquisitely  sincere  humor.  It  is  not  in  the  least 
like  a  scene  in  a  play  ;  it  is  an  isolated,  finely  exe- 
cuted picture  of  life  in  a  poor  locality.  People 
enter  and  leave,  stop  for  a  moment's  joke  and  a 
moment's  quarrel  by  the  way  ;  the  Irish  washer- 
woman fights  with  the  negro  barber  over  the  num- 
ber of  towels  given  and  returned  from  the  wash. 
It  has  nothing  whatever  to  do  with  what  thread  of 
story  there  is  in  the  piece,  but  the  humanness,  the 
humor,  the  delightful  naturalness  of  it  all,  would 
make  the  saddest  of  mankind  laugh. 

Episodes,  full  of  this  convincing,  singular!]  sin- 
cere realism,  crowd  the  three  acts  with  humor. 
Disconnected  scenes,  thrown  together  hap-hazard, 
stick  in  the  memory  as  pictures  to  think  and  laugh 
over  whe  *  (he  play  as  a  whole  has  become  a  recol- 
ol  fragmentary  snap-shots  taken  in  and 
te  Bowery — Mulligan's  interference  at  the 
meeting,  where  the  Mulligan  Guards  have  come  to 
elect  officers  ;  the  soft  persistence  of  his  appar- 
ently mild  interruptions  ;  the  constant  light  of 
battle  ready  to  flare  up  in  his  gently  inquiring  eye  ; 
the  friendly  bits  of  conversation  between  Mulligan 
and  MacSweeney  as  they  meet  and  exchange 
greetings  in  the  populous  by-ways  of  the  East 
Side  ;  the  deliciously  solemn  and  humorous  scene 
between  the  two  negroes,  every  sentence  full  of  a 
wit  as  delightful  as  it  was  unconscious  ;  even  the 
quarrel  between  Cordelia  and  Gustavus  Lock- 
miller,  so  unswerving  in  its  fidelity  to  truth,  so 
perfect  in  its  detailed  portrayal  of  the  narrow, 
malicious,  small  spitefulness  of  the  Irishwoman 
who  says  she  owns  the  house,  and  the  German 
lodger  who,  paying  rent,  says  he  owns  his  own 
floor  and  turns  her  out  of  it. 

The  predominating  figure  of  the  cast  is,  of  course, 
Harrigan's  Dan  Mulligan.  The  absence  of  effort, 
the  absolutely  perfect  naturalness  of  this  persona- 
tion, leads  one  to  believe  that  either  Edward  Harri- 
gan does  not  act  at  all,  is  simply  himself,  or  else 
that  he  is  a  really  great  artist.  One  is  inclined  to 
think  that  the  former  is  more  the  case  than  the  lat- 
ter, for  the  forndess,  careless,  inconsequent  way 
that  he  builds  his  plays  suggests  a  talent  which  "is 
too  happy-go-lucky,  too  perfectly  easy-going  and 
irresponsible,  to  be  able  to  undergo  the  plodding, 
uninteresting,  clogged  diligence  and  training  that  are 
necessary  to  achieve  the  standpoint  of  a  perfectly 
cold  and  impersonal  artistic  completeness.  Harri- 
gan's portrayals  are  too  evenly  easy,  too  serenely 
spontaneous  and  untroubled,  to  be  the  result  of  an 


arduous  intellectual  endeavor.  He  acts  with  no 
more  effort  than  a  bird  sings. '  At  least,  that  is  the 
impression  to  be  gained  from  viewing  his  perform- 
ance of  Dan  Mulligan  from  the  orchestra  chairs. 


STAGE    GOSSIP. 


Amy  Lee,  of  the  Harrigan  Company,  was  play- 
ing Juliet  in  Philadelphia  a  few  weeks  ago,  and  she 
intends  to  return  to  Shakespearian  roles  in  Septem- 
ber, when  her  present  engagement  will  expire. 

Delia  Fox  is  to  star  next  winter  in  "  Clairette," 
which  William  Furst,  formerly  of  the  Tivoli,  wrote 
for  her.  Furst  is  now  visiting  England,  and,  on 
his  return,  will  have  the  direction  of  the  Empire 
Theatre  orchestra  in  New  York. 

The  new  stock  company  with  which  Joseph 
Brooks  is  to  open  McVicker's  Theatre,  in  Chicago, 
on  Monday  night  is  a  notable  one.  It  comprises 
Maurice  Barrymore,  J.  H.  Barnes,  E.  M.  Holland, 
Orrin  Johnson,  C.  W.  Couldock,  W.  E.  Wilson, 
James  O.  Barrows,  J.  G.  Saville,  Louis  Grissell, 
George  Nash,  Annie  O'Neill,  Gladys  Wallis, 
Ffolliott  Paget,  Eleanor  Carey,  Jennie  A.  Eustace, 
and  Lillian  Lawrence. 

We  are  soon  to  have  an  opportunity  to  judge  of 
John  Drew  as  a  star.  He  has  been  heading  a 
company  in  New  York,  Boston,  and  the  country 
generally  for  two  years,  and  all  verdicts  have  uni- 
versally been  that  he  has  bettered  himself  by 
breaking  away  from  Augustin  Daly's  autocratic 
rule.  His  repertoire  consists  of  "The  Masked 
Ball  "  and  "  The  Butterflies"— the  latter  by  Henry 
Guy  Carleton — and  the  principal  actress  in  his 
company  is  Maude  Adams. 

At  the  Tivoli,  "The  Tar  and  the  Tartar"  runs 
on  like  the  Arno's  mill,  but  there  is  always  grist  to 
grind,  for  by  the  introduction  of  new  specialties, 
"business,"  encore  verses,  and  songs,  the  music 
and  action  are  constantly  made  new.  How  long  it 
will  run,  it  is  not  safe  to  predict,  but  "The  Tar 
and  the  Tartar "  is  certainly  making  a  record. 
"Dick  Turpi  n  "  has  been  in  preparation  and  in 
readiness  for  weeks,  but  the  story  of  the  modern 
Sinbad  will  keep  it  on  the  shelf  for  some  nights 
yet. 

The  quarantine  that  held  their  steamer  has  cut 
down  the  engagement  of  Mrs.  Cora  Urquhart 
Potter  and  Kyrle  Bellew  at  the  Baldwin  Theatre 
to  one  week,  commencing  on  Monday,  July  9th. 
On  that  night  they  will  present  "  Therese,"  the 
dramatization  of  Zola's  "  Therese  Racquin  "  which 
created  so  much  excitement  in  Boston,  two  or 
three  years  ago.  It  will  be  followed  by  the  first 
American  presentation  of  "Charlotte  Corday." 
This  latter,  despite  the  locale  of  its  tragic  scene,  is 
not  to  be  classed  with  the  "  tank  drama." 

One  of  the  most  extraordinary  developments  of 
theatrical  affairs  is  the  pecuniary  value  of  the  name 
of  Lily  Clay.  Lily  Clay  herself  has  faded  into  the 
limbo  of  the  past,  and  her  personality  is  no  longer 
evoked  by  the  title  "  The  Lily  Clay  Adamless  F.den 
Company."  But  in  rural  districts  in  man,.  ,)arts  of 
the  Union  the  advent  of  that  company  was  the 
theatrical  event  of  a  decade,  and  Manager  Sam  T. 
Jack,  foreseeing  the  value  of  the  prestige  thus  ob- 
tained, copyrighted  the  name.  And  behold  the 
result  :  a  few  days  ago  he  sold  at  public  auction 
the  exclusive  right  to  use  that  name  for  a  term  of 

1      ears  for  thirty-five  hundred  dollars  ! 

"Old  Lavender,"  in  which  the  Harrigan  com- 
pany will  be  seen  at  the  California  Theatre  next 
week,  is  a  curious  growth.  In  the  old  minstrel  days 
of  Harrigan  and  Hart — in  the  days  when  the  Bush 
Street  Theatre  was  the  Alhambra,  or,  perhaps,  even 
earlier — Ned  Harrigan  had  a  brief  character  sketch 
of  a  broken-down  gentleman  who  has  become  a 
water-front  "  bum,"  and  he  was  a  great  success  in  it. 
That  little  sketch  he  elaborated  later  by  giving  it  a 
sort  of  "  Streets-of-New-York"  plot  and  introducing 
his  usual  East  Side  characters,  and  it  has  been  one  of 
the  most  popular  of  his  plays.  In  it  Hattie  Moore 
keeps  a  water-front  groggery,  Joseph  Sparks  is  a 
dog-stealing  negro,  Harry  Wright  is  Dick  the 
Newsboy,  "  Lav's"  partner,  and  the  others  in  the 
company  are  well  suited  in  their  rdles.  Harrigan's 
song  is  "  When  Poverty's  Tears  Ebb  and  Flow." 


An  American  physician,  in  Tokio,  is  doing  a 
rushing  business  by  straightening  the  slant  in  the 
eyes  of  the  Japanese.  A  fine  silk  thread  draws  up 
the  eyelids  and  holds  them  in  place.  A  few  neat 
stitches  are  all  that  are  required. 


It   pays  to   have   the   best.     Remember,    Ayer's 
Sarsaparilla  is  the  standard  blood  purifier. 


Plants  are  affected  by  various  substances,  just  as 
animals  are  :  electricity  will  stimulate  them,  nar- 
cotics will  stupefy  and  kill  them, 


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nary deposits,  free  of  taxes,  payable  on  and  after  Mon- 
day, July  2,  1894. 

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cent,  per  annum  on  term  deposits,  and  four  41  per  cent, 
per  annum  on  ordinary  deposits,  free  of  taxes,  payable 
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at  the  rate  of  four  and  eight-tenths  {4  8-ip)  per  cent,  per 
annum  on  term  deposits,  and  four  (4)  per  cent,  per  annum 
on  ordinary  deposit,  fn  1.  yable  on  and  after 

Monday.  July  2,  1894. 

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rate  of  five  (5)  per  cent,  per  annum  on  term  deposits,  and 
four  and  one-sixth  (4  1-6)  per  cent,  per  annum  on  ordinary 
deposits,  payable  on  and  after  Monday,  lulv  2,  1894. 

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We  are  authorized  to  offer 

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CORTE   MADERA 

Marin  County. 

210  Acres 

Beautifully  timbered.  On  line 
North  Pacific  Coast  Railroad.  Only 
forty  minutes  from  foot  of  Market 
St.,  San  Francisco,  twelve  and  one- 
half  miles  in  distance ;  six  miles 
from  San  Rafael. 

A  few  minutes  walk  to  Larkspur 
Hotel. 

Beautiful  Climate.  Sheltered 
by  Mount  Tamalpais. 

NO  FOGS. 

NO  WINDS 

Water  abundant.  Stone  reservoir 
of  85,000  gallons;  can  be  increased 
to  ten  times  the  capacity  at  small 
expense.  Buildings  on  place  are 
an  old-fashioned,  broad -porched 
Residence,  Farm  Cottage,  Spacious 
Barn,  Coach  House,  Corrals,  Dairy 
House,  Etc. 

WOULD  BE  A  GRAND  PLACE  FOB  A 

Gentleman's  Country  Home 

Or  could  be  subdivided  into  villa 

lots,  and  wo  uld  pay  a  handsome 

profit   on    the  low  price  at 

which  it  is  now  offered. 

VERY     EASY     TERMS 

Can  be  arranged  if  desired. 

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STORIES    OF    THE    STAGE. 


The  Advance  Agent's  Tales. 

The  man  who  is  "  seven  days  ahead  "  is  the  man 
who  interests  me.  He  is  the  man  who  is  supposed 
to  be  "  with  the  show,"  and  at  the  same  time  ahead 
of  it,  paradoxical  as  it  may  seem. 

Out  in  Memphis,  the  average  citizen  does  not 
wear  creases  in  his  trousers.  He  does  not  sleep  on 
them  between  the  mattresses  or  give  a  quarter  to 
have  them  pressed.  He  just  wears  them  and  lets 
nature  take  its  course.  Naturally,  they  get  "  kneed," 
and  in  a  very  pronounced  way. 

My  friend  "Seven  Days  Ahead"  was  standing 
on  a  street-corner  in  Memphis.  So  was  another 
gentleman,  the  profile  of  whose  trousers  was  pre- 
sented to  view.  They  (the  trousers)were  "  kneed  " 
to  an  exaggerated  extent.  The  man  ahead  saw 
them  and  watched.  He  kept  on  watching,  but 
nothing  happened.  Finally,  he  lost  all  patience 
and  said  : 

"Say,  if  you're  goin"  to  jump,  why  don't  you 
jump  ?" 

And  then  the  man  turned  around. 

One  day  misfortune  and  darkness  overtook 
"  Seven  Days  Ahead"  in  a  small  town  in  Wiscon- 
sin. Of  course  he  went  to  the  hotel  in  none  of  the 
best  of  humor.  The  landlord  showed  him  up  to 
his  room. 

"  Don't  put  your  gripsack  over  in  that  corner," 
he  said,  in  remonstrance,  "  You  see,  the  roof  leaks 
a  little  when  it  rains." 

The  water  was  coming  down  in  a  stream,  and  the 
agent  moved  his  traps  to  another  side. 

"  I  don't  think  it's  going  to  rain  much  longer," 
said  the  landlord  ;  "but  if  it  does  come  down  a 
real  smart  shower  after  you  go  to  sleep,  it  will  wake 
you  up  quick  enough,  and  you'll  find  an  umbrella 
under  the  bed.'" — New  York  Herald. 


Cheery  Angus  tin  Daly. 

When  Arthur  Bourchier  left  the  Daly  Company 
in  a  hurry,  at  the  height  of  its  season  in  London, 
Walter  Granville — a  convivial  English  actor  who 
appeared  here  with  Dixey,  Rosina  Vokes,  and 
Mervyn  Dallas — applied  for  his  position. 

Granville  brought  good  credentials  from  Cecil 
Clay,  Miss  Vokes's  manager,  and  Mr.  Daly  agreed 
to  grant  him  an  interview.  The  interview  proved 
so  satisfactory  that  to  Granville  were  handed  sev- 
eral parts  to  learn.  He  was  ordered  to  report  for 
rehearsal  the  next  week.  The  rehearsals  proved  a 
success.  Mr.  Daly  was  decidedly  pleased  with  his 
work.  He  told  Granville  so.  What  was  more  to 
the  point,  he  told  Granville  to  come  to  his  office  at 
once  and  sign  a  contract, 

Granville  was  beside  himself  with  delight.  He 
slapped  himself  on  the  back  all  the  way  upstairs. 
The  contract  was  produced  and  read  to  him.  Gran- 
ville seized  a  pen  and  was  about  to  sign  it  off-hand, 
when  his  delight  overcome  him  suddenly.  He 
dropped  his  pen  and  seized  Mr.  Daly  by  the  hand. 

"Mr.  Daly,  how  can  I  ever  thank  you?"  he 
cried.  "  You  have  given  me  the  chance  of  my  life. 
Come  along  down-stairs  and  have  a  drink,  old 
man." 

Suddenly  the  mercury  in  the  adjacent  thermome- 
ter dropped  to  freezing  point.  Mr.  Daly  congealed 
from  the  hands  up.  The  yellow  paper  of  the  con- 
tract, torn  into  little  bits,  fell  about  poor  Gran- 
ville's feet  like  a  shower  of  jaundiced  snow-flakes. 
And  above  it  all  came  the  voice  of  Mr.  Daly  in 
sepulchral  tones,  "  Good  afternoon  and  good-bye, 
young  man.  I  don't  think  you'll  do  at  all.  But, 
incidentally,  I  would  have  you  know,  sir,  that  I  do 
not  drink  with  my  employees." — Evening  Sun. 

Mansfield's  Frank  Epicureanism. 

The  latest  story  on  Richard  Mansfield  comes  from 
Washington.  Whenever  the  actor  plays  there,  he 
develops  into  a  social  lion.  During  his  last  visit 
there,  a  dinner  was  given  in  his  honor  by  a  man 
who  for  years  held  the  most  important  of  all  the 
government  offices  abroad.  Sir  Julian  Pauncefote 
and  many  of  the  other  foreign  ministers  were  there, 
and  everything  went  off  swimmingly  until  the  cham- 
pagne appeared. 

Mansfield,  who  is  rather  an  epicure,  watched  the 
waiter  eagerly  as  he  approached.  As  the  waiter 
raised  the  bottle  to  fill  his  glass,  Mansfield  stopped 
him. 

"  One  moment !  "  he  exclaimed.  "  Let  me  have 
a  look  at  that  bottle." 

The  waiter,  petrified  with  astonishment,  handed 
him  the  bottle  without  a  word.  Mansfield,  remov- 
ing the  cloth,  put  his  eyeglass  in  place,  and  began 
to  scrutinize  the  labeL  By  this  time  every  eye  at 
the  table  was  fixed  on  him.  There  was  a  moment's 
pause(  and  then  Mr.  Mansfield  handed  the  bottle 
back  to  the  waiter. 

"None  for  me,  thank  you,"  he  exclaimed;  "I 
never  drink  cheap  wine." 

Theodore  Moss's  Suggestion. 

A  theatre  filled  with  deadheads  is  said  to  be 
papered — those  amiable  individuals  gaining  admit- 
tance by  means  of  passes  written  or  printed  upon 
pieces  of  paper  instead  of  cardboard — and  the 
mimic  snow  which  falls  upon  the  stage  in  winter 
scenes  consists  of  white  paper  cut  into  little  bits. 

The  late  Lester  Wallack  had   produced  a  new 


play,  which  had  proved  a  failure  and  had  been  pre- 
sented for  five  nights  to  almost  empty  benches,  but, 
at  the  sixth  performance,  the  house  was  crowded. 
The  veteran  actor  and  manager  looked  out  through 
the  peep-hole  in  the  curtain  and  rubbed  his  hands 
gleefuUy,  as  he  saw  that  the  auditorium  was  crowded, 
and,  turning  to  Manager  Moss,  said  :  "  We  have  a 
splendid  house  to-night." 

"Yes,"  replied  Moss  dryly,  in  his  inimitable  dia- 
lect ;  "but  I  think  we  had  better  cut  it  up  for 
snow." 


She's  Different  Now. 
Here's  to  the  maiden  of  bashful  fifteen. 

Sang  Sheridan  years  ago. 
I  warrant  you  were  he  alive  to-day 
He  wouldn't  consider  her  so. 

—Kate  Field's  Washingt&t 


A  Hanoverian  botanist  named  Wehmer,  it  is  re- 
ported, has  discovered  a  microbe  in  the  atmosphere, 
pure  cultures  of  which  will  convert  sugar  into  an 
acid  identical  with  that  of  the  lemon.  This  discov- 
ery is  expected  to  revolutionize  the  citric-acid  in- 
dustry and  injure  the  lemon- growers.  Eleven  parts 
of  sugar,  by  the  new  process,  with  very  little  effort, 
give  six  parts  of  acid. 


Gold  in  transit  across  the  Atlantic  "sweats,"  no 
matter  how  tightly  it  may  be  packed.  It  is  usually 
sent  in  stout  kegs,  and  squeezed  in  as  tight  as  possi- 
ble ;  but  there  is  a  regular  allowance  for  loss  by 
attrition  upon  the  voyage,  and,  in  the  course  of 
years,  this  loss  to  the  commercial  world  amounts 
to  a  large  sum. 


-Bill  of  Fare  for  Six  Persons. 
July  1,  1894. 


Sunday, 


Puree  of  Green  Peas. 

Boiled  Salmon,  Egg  Sauce.     Mashed  Potatoes. 

Lamb  Chops.     Turkish  Rice. 

Summer  Squash.     String  Beans. 

Roast  Pork,  Apple  Sauce. 

Carrot  Salad. 

Apricot  Ice.    Lady  Cake. 

Coffee. 

Turkish  Rice.— Wash  half  a  pint  of  rice  in  three 
waters,  rubbing  it  between  the  hands.  Dissolve  half  a 
teaspoonful  of  extract  of  meat  in  one  pint  of  water; 
pour  over  the  rice  in  a  stewpan,  and  set  on  the  fire. 
When  it  begins  to  boil,  set  the  stewpan  back  where  the 
heat  is  not  great  enough  to  keep  the  contents  bubbling. 
Add  half  a  pint  of  strained  can  tomatoes,  two  tablespoons- 
ful  of  butter,  one  teaspoonful  of  salt,  one-quarter  of  a 
teaspoonful  of  pepper,  and  one  teaspoonful  of  onion 
juice.  Cover  the  stewpan,  and  cook  for  one  hour.  Turn 
into  a  warm  dish,  and  serve  at  once.  Do  not  stir  while 
cooking. 


—  Knox's  Sparkling  Gelatine  received 
the  only  medal  at  World's  Fair.  The  new  granu- 
lated package  dissolves  in  two  minutes.  Makes  one 
pint  more  jelly  than  shred.     Ask  your  grocer  for  it. 


There  is  no  country  in  the  world  that  is  so  drastic 
and  severe  in  its  treatment  of  inebriates  as  is  Switz- 
erland. The  laws  vary  in  detail  in  the  twenty-two 
cantons,  but  in  their  essential  principles  they  are 
very  similar.  Drunkards  are  visited  with  penalties 
amounting  to  a  maximum  of  a  year's  imprisonment, 
with  hard  labor  and  three  years'  interdiction  from 
exercising  the  franchise  and  from  the  purchase  of 
any  alcoholic  drink,  while  the  dealers  and  innkeep- 
ers who  permit  their  customers  to  become  intoxi- 
cated or  who  furnish  liquor  to  "interdicted"  per- 
sons are  likewise  sentenced  to  the  payment  of  heavy 
fines,  imprisonment,  and  forfeiture  of  license. 


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Little  Dot—  "Why  do  you  pray  so  loud  for 
things  you  want?  God  isn't  deaf."  Little  Dick — 
"  No,  but  grandpa  is." — Life. 

Fond  mamma  (to  clerk  in  china  store) — "  I  see  you 
have  mugs  marked  Tom  and  Jerry  ;  have  you  any 
with  Willie  and  Charlie  on  them?" — Life. 

Cholly — "I  notice  you  have  dropped  youah  En- 
glish accent."  Chappie— "Yes;  it  is  so  awfully 
American  to  be  English  nowadays." — Bazar. 

Irate  fatter—"  When  I  die,  I  shall  leave  you 
without  a  penny."  Calm  son—"  Certainly.  You 
can't  take  money  along,  you  know." — Truth. 

Mr.  Grumpps— "  What  boobies  women  are — al- 
ways crying  at  weddings  !"  Mrs.  Grumpps — "  You 
never  saw  women  crying  at  a  divorce,  did  you?" — 
New  York  Weekly, 

Tattler—"  Miss  Highflier  has  a  new  riding-habit." 
Rattler—"  I  haven't  seen  it."  Tattler—"  No  ;  you 
wouldn't.  She  takes  a  cocktail  every  day  before 
she  starts  for  the  park." — 'Truth. 

Wife — "What  did  you  tell  your  friend  that  I 
never  said  much  for,  when  it  was  only  yesterday 
that  you  declared  I  talked  all  the  time  ?  "  Husband 
— "  Well,  that's  different !  " — Puck. 

"  What  induced  you  to  cut  your  friend  Gushly  ?" 
"  His  very  high-flown  sentiments  about  the  duties 
of  friendship— I  was  afraid  the  day  might  come 
when  I  couldn't  afford  them." — Truth. 

Mr.  Hardhead— "  Yes  ;  I've  tried  to  read  Ibsen, 
but  I  can't  make  out  what  he's  driving  at."  Miss 
Beakonhill — "  One  does  not  understand  Ibsen,  Mr. 
Hardhead — one  absorbs  him." — Puck. 

Jaspar — "  I  have  noticed  a  peculiar  thing  about 
men  who  claim  to  believe  in  nothing."  Jumpuppe 
—"What  is  it?"  Jaspar— "  They  always  have  an 
unspeakable  belief  in  themselves." — Truth. 

"  I  wish  you  were  a  cat,"  said  Barlow,  ruefully, 
as  Mrs.  Barlow  stepped  on  his  foot  in  the  dance. 
"Why  so?"  queried  madam.  "The  cat  always 
lands  on  her  own  feet,"  said  Barlow.— Bazar. 

Site — "  If  every  atom  of  the  human  body  is  re- 
newed every  seven  years,  I  can  not  be  the  same 
woman  that  you  married."  He — "I've  been  sus- 
pecting that  for  some  time." — New  York  Weekly. 

Deacon  Gravcleigh — "  Do  you  believe  in  infant 
damnation,  Mr.  Popleigh?"  Popleigh  {who  has 
spent  most  of  the  night  doing  a  ghost  dance  with 
his  youngest— fervently  )  —  "  You  bet  I  do  !  "— 
Truth. 

She — "Here's  a  bill  from  the  doctor."  He— 
"What's  it  for?"  Ethel— "I  know,  mamma. 
Doctor  spoke  cross  to  me  yesterday  on  the  street, 
and  I  stuck  out  my  tongue  at  him." — Yonkers 
Statesman. 

"Why,"  asked  the  boarder  at  the  head  of  the 
table,  "are  ham  and  eggs  always  associated  to- 
gether?" "That,"  remarked  the  very  bad  actor 
eagerly,  "  is  just  what  I  would  like  to  know." — De- 
troit Tribune. 

Miss  Lakeside — "Didn't  you  think  the  World's 
Fair  wonderfully    valuable    from    an    educational 
standpoint?"      Miss  de  Hubb — "Yes,  indeed, 
corrected  the  grammar  of  dozens  of  Chicago  folks 
during  my  stay." — Puck, 

"  Begorry,  this  business  uv  carryin'  bricks  up 
three  floights  uv  laddhers  is  harrud  on  the  constitu- 
shon.  The  oidee  uv  me  doin'  th'  woorruk  an' 
another  mon  gittin'  th'  buildin"  makes  me  think 
there's  somethin'  th'  matther  wid  th"  government." 
— Bazar. ' 

The  blithe  girl  laughed.  "Yes,"  she  prattled, 
"  I  met  him  on  the  street."  The  languid  being 
sighed.  "Did  you  catch  his  eye?"  she  asked. 
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San  Francisco,  July   9,    1894. 


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TABLE    OF    CONTENTS. 

Editorial:  The  Strike— The  Cause  of  Contention— A  Strike  of  Sym- 
pathy— The  Principle  that  the  Railroad  Company  must  Uphold— It  is 
Fighting  the  Battle  of  All  Employers  and  All  Property-Owners— The 
Youm;  Men's  Institute— The  Organization  and  its  Aims— Archbishop 
Riordan's  Desire  —  Cleveland  Scored  —  Ex-Speaker  Reed's  Arraign- 
ment— The  Ardent  Female  Mind — Impatience  of  Female  Reformers — 
How  Society  must  be  Improved — The  Lexow  Investigation — The 
Perfection  of  Bribery  Methods — An  Investigation  Wanted  Here — 
Married  Women's  Legal  Status — How  Emancipation  will  Affect  It — 

The  Social  Results 1-3 

Thf  Sorceress  :  How  an  American  Engineer  was  Sacrificed  to  the  Aztec 

Gods.     By  Edwin  Hull  Warner 4 

Al  Mamoun  :  By  Clinton  Scollaid 5 

The  New  American  Abroad:  Our  Naval  Officers'  Success  in  English 
Society — Entertaining  on  Board  the  "  Chicago  " — The  History  of  the 
American  Colony  in  London — The  Social  Eclipse  of  the  Anglomaniac 
—Crowds  of  Americans  Who  Go  Over  for  the  Season — Why  Americans 
are  no  Longer  Sought  Out — The  Firm  Position  of  the  First  Americans 
in  London — Admiral  Erben  and  Captain  Mahan  as  Social  Lions — Their 
Guests  on  the  "  Chicago"— Miss   Lee,  Daughter  of  the   Confederate 

t  leneral 5 

The  Marquise's  Coachma-n  :   How  the  Man  in  Livery  Won  an  Heiress.     6 

Old  Favorites 6 

A  Hero  to  his  Valet;  The  Latest  Addition  to  Napoleonic  Literature 
— Baron  de  Meneval's  Memoirs— The  French  Emperor  as  Seen  by  his 

Private  Secretary 7 

Individualities:  Notes  about  Prominent  People  all  Over  the  World 7 

Literary  Notes  :  Personal  and  Miscellaneous  Gossip — New  Publications.     8 
.Vanity   Fair:  The  Tie-Tailor  and  his  Studio— Women  who  Wear  Trou- 
sers at  Home — The  New   International   League  of   Florists — Sedan- 
Chair  Broughams  Going  Out  of  Style — How  the  Princess  of  Wales 
Inaugurated   a    Style — How    the  Artistic   Photograph  Flatters — The 

Dress  of  Congressmen 9 

In*taglios:  "The  Bracelet."  by  Thomas  Herrick ;  "Ballad,"  by  John 
Addington    Symonds ;    "On    a    Girdle,"   by    Edmund    Waller;    "A 

Health,"  by  Edward  Coate  Pinkney 10 

Society:  Movements  and   Whereabouts — Notes   and   Gossip — Army  and 

Navy  News 10-11 

About  the  Women 11 

Editor  Pugslev  :   How  He  Taught  an  Assistant  the  Business 12 

Stokvettes  :    Grave  and  Gay,  Epigrammatic  and  Otherwise 13 

Drama  :  "  Uncle  Tom's  Cabin  " 14 

Stage  liussip ■ 15 

The  Alleged  Humorists  :  Paragraphs  Ground  out  by  the  Dismal  Wits 
of  the  Day 16 


The  pending  railroad  strike  is  unexampled  in  its  range  ;  it 
is  perhaps  destined  to  be  .the  decisive  battle  between  capital 
and  labor.  It  involves  the  business  of  corporations  as  far 
apart  as  the  Michigan  Central  and  the  Southern  Pacific.  The 
issue  at  stake  goes  to  the  root  of  the  question  whether  there  is 
any  such  thing  as  property  in  this  country,  and  whether 
those  who  think  they  own  property  really  do  so  or  are  mere 
joint  tenants  thereof  with  labor  unions,  in  which  the  real 
ownership  rests. 

The  facts  lie  in  a  nut-shell.  Last  winter,  the  Pullman 
Car  Company  found  that  the  prevailing  business  depression 
had  destroyed  the  profits  of  its  business.  About  seventy 
per  cent,  of  that  business  consisted  of  making  ordinary 
passenger,  baggage,  box,  refrigerator,  and  street-cars,  and  of 
these  the  price  had  declined  twenty-four  per  cent.  ;  fifteen 
per  cent,  was  the  manufacture  of  sleeping-cars,  for  which 
the  demand  had  declined  so  that  four  hundred  new  cars 
were  lying  in  the  shops  awaiting  a  purchaser.  It  was  a 
'  question  between  closing  the  works  or  running  them  at  a  re- 
duced cost  for  labor,  interest,  and  profits.  The  company 
elected  the  latter  alternative,  and  the  men  went  to  work  in 
apparent  acquiescence.  On  May  ioth,  after  a  meeting 
which  was  addressed  by  labor  agitators,  they  changed  their 
minds,  and  two  thousand  five  hundred  out  of  three  thousand 
one  hundred    workmen  struck.      The  company  closed  the 


works,  and  refused  to  submit  the  case  to  arbitration,  holding 
that  there  was  nothing  to  arbitrate.  In  June,  the  Pullman 
strikers  enlisted  in  their  cause  a  new  labor  organization  known 
as  the  American  Railway  Union,  which  was  flushed  with  a  vic- 
tory over  Jim  Hill's  Northern  road.  In  order  to  coerce  the 
Pullman  Company,  this  union  forbade  its  members  from 
working  on  a  Pullman  car  or  on  a  train  to  which 
Pullman  cars  were  attached.  The  Southern  Pacific  runs 
Pullman  cars  for  the  accommodation  of  its  passen- 
gers, the  cars  being  owned  jointly  by  the  Pullman 
Company  and  the  railroad  company  in  the  proportion 
of  one-fourth  for  the  former  and  three-fourths  for  the 
latter.  The  officers  of  the  American  Railway  Union  de- 
manded that  the  Southern  Pacific  cease  to  haul  Pullman 
cars ;  the  demand  being  refused,  the  men  struck  on  the 
whole  Southern  Pacific  system,  and  railroad  and  postal  com- 
munication was  severed  between  this  city  and  the  environs, 
and  likewise  between  this  city  and  the  East. 

To  justify  the  strike,  the  California  strikers  must  show 
that  they  were  individually  or  collectively  injured  by  the 
running  of  Pullman  cars.  That  they  can  not  do.  The 
strike  was  purely  a  sympathetic  strike.  No  one  in  this 
State  had  anything  to  do  with  the  disputes  between  Pull- 
man and  his  men.  No  Californian  was  injured  to  the  ex- 
tent of  a  dollar  by  the  reduction  of  Pullman  wages.  The 
members  of  the  American  Railway  Union  who  struck — and 
thereby  paralyzed  business,  stopped  the  mails,  inconvenienced 
the  public,  and  took  the  bread  out  of  the  mouths  of  thou- 
sands of  daily  wage-earners — had  not  the  faintest  shadow 
of  a  direct  excuse  for  the  conduct  they  pursued.  The  only 
possible  explanation  of  their  behavior  is  that  they  wanted  to 
show  the  power  of  the  union  to  which  the)'  belonged  and  to 
demonstrate  that  its  arm  was  long  enough  to  strike  at  its 
enemies,  even  on  the  extreme  western  edge  of  the  conti- 
nent. 

But  it  is  said  that  the  railroad  company  might  have  stopped 
the  strike  by  dropping  the  Pullman  cars.  This  would  have 
been  conceding  to  an  irresponsible  body  in  a  distant  State 
the  right  of  dictating  how  the  company's  trains  should  be  run. 
To  throw  off  the  Pullman  cars  would  have  been  a  small 
thing.  It  would  have  inconvenienced  travelers,  without  in- 
juring the  company  to  the  extent  of  a  thousand  dollars.  But 
it  would  have  been  the  surrender  of  a  principle  which  it  was 
worth  millions  to  defend.  It  would  have  been  admitting 
that  the  operation  of  the  Southern  Pacific  system  was  con- 
trolled, not  by  the  owners  of  the  property,  but  by  distant, 
irresponsible  strangers,  who  had  no  interest  in  it.  These 
distant  and  irresponsible  strangers  now  objected  to  Pullmans  ; 
to-morrow,  oiher  strangers,  equally  irresponsible,  might  have 
objected  to  box-cars,  or  freight-cars,  or  refrigerator-cars,  or 
air-brakes,  or  locomotives,  on  the  ground  that  their  makers 
had  fallen  out  with  their  employees.  The  naked  queston 
presented  to  the  Southern  Pacific  directory  was,  whether 
they  would  run  the  property  of  their  shareholders  according 
to  their  own  best  judgment,  or  whether  they  would  allow  a 
labor  union  to  dictate  how  it  should  be  run.  To  such  a 
question  there  could  be  but  one  answer. 

In  taking  the  stand  that  they  would  faithfully  discharge 
the  trust  which  their  stockholders  had  conferred  upon  them, 
the  directors  of  the  Southern  Pacific  are  really  fighting  the 
battle  of  all  employers  of  labor  and  all  owners  of  property. 
The  demand  which  the  American  Railway  Union  made  upon 
them  may  be  made  by  similar  unions  upon  every  employer 
in  the  United  States.  If  the  American  Railway  Union  may 
dictate  what  kind  of  cars  the  Southern  Pacific  may  haul  and 
what  kind  it  may  not,  another  equally  irresponsible  union 
may  dictate  to  every  maker  of  iron-work,  or  textiles,  or  any 
finished  product,  what  machinery  he  may  use  in  his  shops. 
It  may  call  out  the  printers  from  every  composing-room 
where  the  type  used  is  from  a  factory  that  is  boycotted  ;  it 
may  refuse  to  allow  pressmen  to  handle  one  of  Hoe's  presses 
if  Hoe's  men  go  on  strike.  Under  such  a  regime,  every 
business  and  every  calling  would  be  conducted  at  the  sweet 
will  of  the  labor  unions.  This  would  be  handing  over  the 
industry  of  the  country  to  a  parcel  of  foreign  workmen  who 
have  no  interest  in  it,   and  who,  as  their  conduct  shows,  are 


devoid  of  the  intelligence  necessary  to  conduct  any  busi- 
ness. 

We  have  reached  that  stage  in  this  country  which  John 
Adams  predicted  when  he  questioned  the  wisdom  of  uni- 
versal suffrage.  We  have  among  us  a  great  mass  of  work- 
men who  may  be  expert  at  their  crafts,  but  who  are  utterly 
unconscious  of  the  conditions  which  hold  society  together, 
and  yet  who,  by  combining  together,  constitute  a  political 
force.  They  are  crassly  ignorant  of  the  laws  of  political 
economy,  and  can  not  understand  that  a  scale  of  wages 
which  was  fair  enough  when  the  employer  was  making 
money  is  more  than  he  can  afford  when  he  is  making  none. 
In  their  unions  they  generally  fall  under  the  control  of  noisy 
and  shallow  demagogues  who  know  nothing  of  law  or  of 
commerce.  They  strike  when  nothing  is  gained  and  much 
is  likely  to  be  lost  by  striking.  The  strike  in  the  shoe-trade 
a  few  years  ago  helped  nobody  and  drove  the  jobbers 
to  Massachusetts  for  supplies ;  the  strike  among  the 
foundrymen  three  years  ago  plunged  honest  workers 
into  poverty  and  debt,  and  dealt  to  San  Francisco  a  blow 
from  which  it  has  not  yet  recovered.  This  railroad  strike 
has  inflicted  an  fruit-growers  a  loss  which  will  be  crippling, 
and  has  destroyed  the  prospect  of  a  healthy  fall  trade  in  the 
city. 

Honest  citizens  have  relied  upon  a  healthy  public  opinion, 
backed  up,  in  case  of  necessity,  by  stalwart  action  by  the 
citizen  soldiery,  for  protection  against  tyranny  by  the  igno- 
rant class.  It  seems  that  the  confidence  was  misplaced. 
The  leading  organs  of  public  opinion  in  this  city,  truckling 
to  the  mob  for  the  sake  of  its  nickels,  and  inspired  by  their 
ancient  grudge  against  the  railroad,  have  taken  the  side  of 
the  strikers,  with  such  degree  of  openness  as  a  sneaking  dis- 
position to  hold  a  middle  course  between  right  and  wrong 
permitted.  As  to  the  citizen  soldiery,  it  appears  that  at 
least  a  portion  of  them  do  not  consider  fighting  an)-  part  of 
their  business.  Thus  the  present  outlook  is  dark.  Those 
who  believe  in  American  intelligence,  do  not  despair  of  a 
coming  break  of  day  ;  but  they  can  not  disguise  from  them- 
selves that,  if  it  comes,  a  terrible  reckoning  will  be  exacted 
from  both  those  who  have  broken  the  laws  and  those  who 
have  paltered  with  truth  ;  nor  do  they  believe  that  a  little 
blood-letting  would  be  the  worst  thing  which  could  befall 
this  community. 

Unsophisticated  people  have  been  wondering  what  sort  of 
an  institution  the  Young  Men's  Institute  is.  The  papers 
have  been  full  of  puffs  of  it  and  of  portraits  of  its  mem- 
bers. It  occupied  Market  Street  on  Saturday  with  a  parade 
in  which  Archbishop  Riordan  figured  in  an  open  barouche  ; 
it  gave  a  festival  on  Saturday  night,  at  which  addresses  were 
delivered  by  Henry  E.  Highton  and  ML  II.  de  Young. 
According  to  the  newspapers,  it  must  be  an  important 
body,  and  if,  as  Mr.  Highton  said,  its  Pacific  Coast  mem- 
bership numbers  about  four  thousand  eight  hundred,  all  be- 
tween the  ages  of  eighteen  and  forty,  and  all  "  physically 
and  mentally  sound,"  it  is  not  surprising  that  citizens  should 
ask  what  it  is  after. 

The  Argonaut  is  in  a  position  to  gratify  their  curiosity. 
The  Young  Men's  Institute  is  an  organization  of  Irish 
Roman  Catholics,  framed  for  the  purpose  of  promoting  the 
election  of  Irish  Roman  Catholics  to  office  ;  Archbishop 
Riordan  let  the  cat  out  of  the  bag  when  lie  expressed  his 
wish  in  the  words,  "Give  me  the  control  of  the  young  men 
of  the  country,  and  1  care  not  who  governs  its  destinies." 
That  is  precisely  the  plot  which  the  Young  Men's  Institute 
was  organized  to  carry  out.  Give  the  archbishop  the  votes 
of  the  young  men,  and  he  will  see  to  it  that  no  "godless 
Protestant "  teaches  in  the  public  schools  or  is  elected  to  an 
office  which  disposes  of  patronage.  When  the  Institute  was 
founded,  some  secrecy  was  observed  as  to  its  purpose ; 
the  word  Catholic  did  not  appear  in  its  title  ;  now,  with  four 
thousand  eight  hundred  votes  enrolled,  it  deems  it  safe  to 
throw  off  disguise  and  to  proclaim  the  object  of  its  being. 

That  object,  indeed,  was  tacitly  proclaimed  b; 
of  its  officers.  They  are  all  Irishmen  or  the  s> 
men.     The  last  president  was   Murasky  ;  his 


THE        ARGONAUT. 


July  9,  1894. 


Mr.  Kierce.  The  vice-presidents  are  Murphy  and  Gallagher  ; 
the  directors  include  Messrs.  Lynch,  McGinnis,  O'Neil, 
O'Rourke,  O'Leary,  McKinnon,  McEnnis,  McKenna,  and 
two  Roman  Catholic  priests.  The  list  of  members  of  the 
floor  committee  at  the  festival  embraced  such  names  as 
O'Keefe,  Burke,  Cronin,  Daly,  Degan,  Kelly,  Buckley,  De- 
laney,  Sullivan,  Sweeney,  McCormick,  Fitzpatrick,  Doyle, 
Sheehan,  Lynch,  O'Donnell,  and  Healy.  It  can  not  be  doing 
these  gentlemen  an  injustice  to  assume  that  the  body  which 
chose  them  was  Irish  ;  and  the  presence  of  two  priests  on 
the  board  of  directors,  coupled  with  Archbishop  Riordan's 
appearance  as  patron  of  the  Institute,  will  satisfy  any  reason- 
able person  that  it  is  Roman  Catholic. 

There  is  no  law  against  the  segregation  of  the  members 
of  any  race  or  any  religion  into  a  separate  body.  The 
Irish  Roman  Catholics  have  a  perfect  right  to  enroll  them- 
selves in  an  organization  of  their  own.  Whether  it  is  best 
for  them  to  do  so  is  merely  a  question  of  policy  and  propri- 
ety. As  a  matter  of  fact,  when  a  man  becomes  naturalized 
here,  or  is  born  here  of  foreign  parents,  Americans  do  not 
think  it  good  taste  in  him  to  parade  his  foreign  birth  or  the 
foreign  birth  of  his  father.  It  is  considered  that,  so  far  as 
nationality  is  concerned,  the  American  citizenship  which  he 
has  acquired  by  naturalization  or  by  birth  ought  to  be 
enough  for  him  ;  and  when  he  claims  a  dual  nationality, 
showing  that  his  allegiance  is  divided  and  that  he  is  not 
whole-souled  on  our  side,  real  Americans  view  him  with  sus- 
picion as  one  whom,  in  a  perilous  emergency,  they  would 
not  like  to  put  on  guard.  As  to  religion,  every  one  is  free 
to  exhibit  that  according  to  his  own  instincts.  If  the  Meth- 
odists or  the  Baptists  chose  to  have  parades  or  festivals,  no 
one  would  say  them  nay  ;  and  Catholics  may  claim  the  same 
liberty. 

But  all  experience  of  the  Irish  Roman  Catholics  in  this 
country  teaches  that,  with  them,  combinations  of  members 
of  their  own  race  and  their  own  faith  are  not  designed  for 
the  promotion  of  religion,  or  for  operation  in  Ireland,  but 
are  intended  to  bring  to  bear  upon  American  politics  the 
weight  of  a  solid  Irish  Roman  Catholic  vote.  It  is  that 
aspect  of  the  case  which  has  startled  the  American  public. 
If  we  have  among  us  a  body  of  men  who  boast  that  they 
are  foreigners,  who  do  not  divide  on  American  party  lines, 
but  in  every  case  vote  in  favor  of  an  Irish  Roman  Catholic 
and  against  his  Protestant  or  American  competitor,  that 
body  is  a  dangerous  element,  and  it  behooves  us  to  see  that  it 
does  not  gain  supremacy.  The  voting  strength  of  the 
Young  Men's  Institute  is  not  yet  formidable ;  but  were 
Americans  divided  evenly  between  Democrats  and  the  Re- 
publicans, it  would  hold  the  balance  of  power.  What  the 
Institute  can  do,  it  showed  when  it  insisted  on  the  nomina- 
tion of  McDade  by  the  Democratic  County  Convention,  and 
elected  him  afterward  when  most  of  his  ticket  was  defeated. 

Archbishop  Riordan  would  be  in  better  business  if  he 
bent  his  efforts  to  keep  the  Institute  out  of  politics.  If  it 
were  modeled  on  the  Young  Men's  Christian  Associations, 
and  merely  adapted  their  methods  to  the  rules  of  the  Roman 
Catholic  Church,  it  might  be  a  useful  institution  to  which  it 
would  be  an  honor  to  belong.  It  might  do  good  in  inculcat- 
ing a  regard  for  law  and  order  among  the  turbulent  class  in 
our  Irish  population  and  in  following  the  example  of  Father 
Matthew,  the  apostle  of  temperance.  But  as  it  is,  not 
only  does  the  Institute  contain  within  itself  the  elements 
of  inevitable  disintegration,  but  it  is  certain  to  pro- 
voke counter  -  organizations  which  will  not  be  tolerant 
either  of  Irishmen  or  of  Roman  Catholics.  And  when  it 
comes  to  counting  noses,  the  membership  of  the  latter  will 
be  ten-fold  that  of  the  former.  It  is  all  very  well  for  the 
archbishop  to  say  tbnt  Protestant  organizations  are  "inspired 
by  the  powers  of  evil."  But  when  he  founds  an  Institute 
which  is  openly  anti- Protestant  and  ant i- American,  and  when 
this  Institute  betrays  its  objects  by  insisting  that  the  best 
office  in  the  county  government  shall  be  filled  by  a  Roman 
Catholic  of  Irish  descent,  and  by  no  other,  Protestants  and 
Americans  would  be  strangely  constituted  if  they  did  not  or- 
ganize for  self-defense. 


In  the  July  number  of  the  North  American  Review, 
Thomas  B.  Reed  lias  presented  to  the  people  of  the  United 
States  a  scorching  and  blistering  indictment  of  the  Demo- 
cratic party  as  exemplified  by  the  present  administration,  and 
no  excuse  is  needed  for  offering  to  the  readers  of  the  Argonaut 
a  resume  of  his  brilliant  and  caustic  article.  Mr.  Reed  is 
not  only  a  Republican — he  is  a  publicist  of  the  first  rank, 
and,  above  all,  a  genuine  American  in  the  highest  and 
broadest  sense  of  the  term,  and  whenever  he  discusses 
national  affairs,  he  says  many  things  well  worth  the  hearing. 

Mr.  Reed  points  out,  by  way  of  exordium,  that  the  pres- 
ent administration  has  been  in  power  a  year  and  four 
months,  which,  he  admits,  would  ordinarily  be  a  very  short 
period  by  which  to  judge  of  the  value  of  an  administration 
to  the  country  ;  but,  as  he  says  with  exactness,  events  have 
so  rapidly  since  March,  1893,  and  have  been  of  such 


serious  import,  that  most  men's  minds  are  already  settled 
as  to  the  verdict  which  will  be  rendered  whenever  the  oppor- 
tunity is  offered.  The  Republican  party,  he  suggests,  was 
banished  from  power  for  much  the  same  reason  that  Aris- 
tides  was  ostracized — because  people  had  grown  tired  of 
hearing  him  called  the  Just.  In  no  other  way  can  the  Dem- 
ocratic victory  of  1 892  be  accounted  for,  unless  we  charge  a 
majority  of  the  people  of  the  United  States  with  emotional 
insanity  or  transitory  mania. 

But  the  election  of  1892  is  fast  becoming  ancient  history. 
What  Mr.  Reed  has  chiefly  concerned  himself  with,  and 
what  is  of  more  interest  at  the  present  moment,  is  the  con- 
trast between  the  exuberance  of  promise  and  the  dearth  of 
performance  with  which  the  Democratic  party  is  fairly  and 
justly  chargeable.  In  the  inaugural  of  Mr.  Cleveland,  who 
was  the  concrete  expression  of  the  Democratic  party  on  his 
second  election,  Mr.  Reed  lias  found  these  glittering  phrases  : 
"When  we  tear  aside  the  delusions  and  misconceptions 
which  have  blinded  our  countrymen  to  their  condition  under 
vicious  tariff"  laws,  we  but  show  them  how  far  they  have  been 
led  away  from  the  paths  of  contentment  and  prosperity." 
This,  says  Mr.  Reed,  was  said  on  March  4,  1S93,  when  all 
mill  wheels  were  turning,  factories  were  humming,  trains 
were  loaded,  and  the  laborer  was  receiving  the  largest  hire 
that  labor  ever  knew  on  earth  since  Adam  left  Eden.  It 
does  not  require  the  facile  tongue  or  pen  of  Thomas  B. 
Reed  to  tell  us  of  the  changes  that  have  occurred  since  that 
time.  They  are  burned  and  seared  into  the  inner  conscious- 
ness of  the  American  workingman,  and,  as  Reed  well  says, 
blinded  and  deluded  as  the  American  people  may  have 
been,  they  have  not  mistaken  the  Slough  of  Despond  for  the 
paths  of  contentment  and  prosperity.  The  most  forcible  part 
of  Mr.  Reed's  article,  or,  rather,  the  most  logically  reasoned, 
is  that  which  deals  with  the  relations  of  this  country  with 
foreign  nations.  We  are  all  only  too  familiar  with  the  class 
of  Americans  who  seem  to  believe  that  independence  and 
dependence  are  convertible  terms,  and  that  we  run  great 
risks  in  adopting  a  national  policy  or  making  a  national  move 
of  any  kind  until  we  have  secured  the  consent  of  the  great 
powers  of  Europe.  On  this  score  Mr.  Reed  says  :  "  We 
have  very  little  to  do  with  foreign  nations,  and  there  is  noth- 
ing which  troubles  us  less  than  our  foreign  affairs.  Judging 
from  the  little  sphere  in  which  we  do  move,  it  is  lucky  for  us 
that  rolling  oceans,  for  the  most  part,  divide  us  from  the  rest 
of  the  world.  If  foreign  affairs  meant  for  us  peace  and  war, 
trade  and  commerce,  life  and  death,  this  country  would  have 
been  in  as  bad  a  collapse  of  distrust  as  to  diplomacy  as  it  is 
as  to  business."  That  is  a  terse  but  comprehensive  sum- 
mary of  the  situation.  If  this  great  nation  ever  did  put  it- 
self into  a  position  to  be  kicked  and  cuffed  and  spat  upon,  it 
has  been  during  the  present  administration.  Not  only  was 
the  blunder  of  Cleveland  and  his  Cabinet  in  the  Hawaiian  affair 
ridiqulous  and  contemptible,  but  in  Central  American  affairs 
there  has  been  a  policy  pursued  which  has  tended  to  bring 
contempt  and  shame  on  the  greatest  and  most  powerful  nation 
in  the  world. 

That  the  conduct  of  the  administration  with  regard  to  the 
tariff  has  been  a  complete  and  absolute  abandonment  of 
the  pledges  made  before  election,  we  do  not  need  Mr.  Reed 
to  tell  us  ;  but  he  points  out,  with  much  clearness,  that  in 
this  betrayal  of  the  people  the  Democratic  party  in  Congress 
has  stood  behind  the  administration,  and  has  plunged  itself 
as  deep  in  the  mud  as  Cleveland  and  his  admirers  are  in  the 
mire.  The  sugar  schedule  is,  naturally,  the  subject  of  a 
portion  of  Mr.  Reed's  criticism  ;  but  he  is  much  more 
charitable  to  Democratic  senators  than  many  other  people 
are  disposed  to  be,  when  he  declines  to  refer  to  any 
scandal  or  make  any  insinuations  against  the  Democratic 
Sugar-Trust  senators.  Mr.  Reed  may  not  care  to  say  that 
Brice,  McPherson,  and  others  were  bribed  to  vote  in 
the  interests  of  the  Sugar  Trust,  but  there  are  plenty  of  sensi- 
ble, deliberative  Americans  who  believe  it,  whether  Mr. 
Reed  chooses  to  make  the  open  accusation  or  not.  Mr. 
Reed  says,  in  conclusion  :  "  How  long  will  it  be  before  the 
children  of  this  republic  rise  to  the  full  knowledge  of  their 
faith,  and  rest  on  the  foundation-stone  of  their  institutions, 
that  no  one  man  can  make  or  mar,  but  that  all  the  people 
finally  come,  and  are  the  only  Daniel  that  does  finally  come, 
to  judgment?  It  is  true  that  the  last  year  demonstrates 
how  careless  the  judgment  of  our  Daniel  may  sometimes 
be,  and  how  great  are  the  costs  and  charges  of  his  court  ; 
but  there  is  always  an  appeal,  and  to-day  neither  suitor 
doubts  what  the  next  judgment  is  to  be." 


There  is  a  moral  in  Mrs.  Ward's  "  Marcella"  which 
champions  of  the  intellectual  development  of  the  sex  should 
not  overlook.  As  a  novel,  the  book  fulfills  all  the  legal 
requirements.  The  characters  are  well  conceived  and  deftly 
drawn.  The  plot  is  intricate  enough  to  satisfy  the  reader's 
craving  for  excitement.  The  dialogue  is  bright.  The  situa- 
tions are  dramatic.  But,  after  all,  the  real  point  of  the  book 
is  the  ungovernable  impulse  of  the  ardent   female  mind  to 


grapple  with  social  problems  which  thoughtful  men  appear  to 
be  unable  to  solve.  True,  Marcella's  philosophy  proves  a 
failure  at  last.  Her  retirement  from  a  course  of  philan- 
thropic usefulness,  and  her  marriage  to  the  man  whom,  in 
the  conventional  novel,  she  would  have  been  sure  to  marry 
in  the  third  volume,  demonstrate  that  she  abandons  her 
ideals  in  despair  after  a  practical  trial  ;  but  the  book  as  a 
whole  is  more  calculated  to  strengthen  than  to  shake  female 
confidence  in  the  capacity  of  women — if  freed  from  restraints 
— to  inaugurate  a  new  era  of  purity  and  righteousness. 

Here  is  where  it  seems  that  the  efforts  of  the  brightest 
women  of  the  day  are  likely  to  mislead  rather  than  to  guide 
their  disciples  wisely.  Women  are  only  just  emerging  from 
the  darkness  of  ignorance  and  the  helplessness  of  weak- 
ness. Men  are  giving  them  a  hand  to  lift  them  to  the  level 
of  the  other  sex.  Employments  are  being  thrown  open, 
barriers  are  being  broken  down,  the  highest  education  is 
being  laid  at  their  service.  The  aim  and  the  hope  of  all 
good  people  of  either  sex  are  that  nothing  shall  be  denied 
them,  by  reason  of  their  gender,  which  might  help  the  fullest 
development  of  their  natural  usefulness.  But  this  consum- 
mation is  stayed  by  the  seemingly  inveterate  tendency  of  the 
advanced  woman  to  leap  over  the  pale  of  that  natural  use- 
fulness, and  to  invade  fields  in  which  men  lose  themselves 
and  angels  fear  to  tread.  The  woman  of  the  period  not 
only  proposes  to  equal  men  in  ever)'  flight  of  mind,  but  to 
soar  into  an  atmosphere  which  is  beyond  men's  reach. 

Marcella  proposes  to  evoke  from  her  inner  conscious- 
ness a  plan  for  the  abolition  of  the  game  laws  and  another 
plan  for  the  sanitation  of  paupers'  homes.  She  fails,  be- 
cause she  can  not  convince  the  objects  of  her  benevolence 
that  her  aims  are  disinterested  and  that  she  is  really  kith 
of  their  kin.  Men  found  out  that  difficulty  long  ago,  and 
resolved  to  postpone  their  reforms  till  the  ground  had  been 
prepared  for  them  by  education.  Female  writers,  less  deli- 
cately minded  than  Mrs.  Ward,  are  not  satisfied  with  claim- 
ing a  place  in  letters  by  the  side  of  men  ;  they  propose  to 
command  readers  by  abounding  in  erotic  novels,  which 
would  be  pernicious  if  they  were  not  so  stupid,  and  thus  to 
rise  to  the  highest  rank  among  writers  of  fiction.  Being 
women  and,  as  such,  normally  modest,  they  propose  to  cele- 
brate the  emancipation  of  their  sex  by  exhibitions  of  im- 
modesty, as  a  clergyman  might  draw  a  congregation  by 
swearing  in  the  pulpit.  That  is  not  the  way  to  turn  the  re- 
form of  the  day  to  good  account,  nor  is  it  calculated  to 
make  female  emancipation  taste  well  in  the  mouth. 

The  reader  pardons  the  realism  of  Zola  for  the  sake 
of  the  truth  of  the  pictures  he  draws  of  contemporary 
life.  His  rigid  fidelity  to  nature  forbids  him  from  draping 
his  camera  when  an  indelicate  scene  passes  over  his  field  of 
view.  But  no  such  excuse  can  be  urged  for  works  whose 
only  claim  to  consideration  is  their  nastiness  ;  and  these 
works,  we  are  sorry  to  say,  are  more  frequently  the  perform- 
ance of  women  than  of  men.  It  seems  that  that  great  hid- 
den world,  in  ignorance  of  which  most  of  our  young  women 
are  brought  up,  has  a  morbid  attraction  for  those  among 
them  who  claim  to  be  advanced  thinkers,  and  they  use  the 
gifts  which  they  have  discovered  in  themselves  to  point  out 
to  their  sisters  the  lasciviousness  of  forbidden  fruit. 

We  are  on  the  eve  of  a  tidal-wave  of  knowledge  and  re- 
form. Wrongs  which  have  been  rooted  in  the  soil  for  cen- 
turies are  going  to  be  abated,  and  fields  of  knowledge  which 
have  borne  the  sign,  "  No  trespassers  allowed  ! "  are  about 
to  be  thrown  open.  Under  our  present  educational  system, 
young  women  are  reared  for  matrimony  in  ignorance 
of  more  than  one-half  the  subjects  which  they  should  under- 
stand to  be  wives  or  mothers.  But  the  education  which  they 
need,  and  which  they  will  get  in  the  next  century,  has  no 
affinity  with  pictures  of  loose  social  life  or  with  the  dissipa- 
tions of  the  fashionable  world.  Nor  can  a  vigorous  race  of 
intelligent  women  be  reared  on  such  food,  any  more  than 
athletes  can  be  trained  for  field  exercise  on  cocktails  and 
deviled  bones. 

Whether  women  get  the  suffrage  now  or  at  a  later  time, 
they  will  best  benefit  their  sex  by  using  it  discreetly  and  by 
not  undertaking  to  overturn  the  social  or  the  solar  system. 
They  should  do  as  men  do,  and  endure  evils  which  they  see 
no  immediate  way  to  cure.  They  will  lose  themselves  in  a 
labyrinth  of  perplexities  and  fetch  up  in  disgust  and  despair 
if  they  undertake  to  remedy  all  the  shortcomings  of  society. 
There  is  much  in  our  present  organized  society  that  is  wrong, 
and  culpable,  and  injurious.  But  he  or  she  who  tries  to 
play  Don  Quixote  will  find  windmills  in  his  way.  There 
was  a  lady  the  other  day  in  England  who  liberated 
her  soul  on  the  subject  of  the  wrongs  which  were 
perpetrated  under  the  laws  of  marriage.  She  was  an 
ardent  person,  and  she  could  not  see  a  wrong  without  at- 
tempting to  cure  it  then  and  there.  So  she  devised  a  scheme 
of  her  own,  and  she  was  hurt  when  she  was  shown  that  her 
plan  was  a  practical  legalization  of  free  love,  with  no  refuge 
for  the  woman  when  the  man  had  got  tired  of  her.  That 
the   institutions  of  the  day  are  faulty,  no  one  denies  ;  and 


July  9,  1894. 


THE        ARGONAUT. 


that  impetuous,  hot-blooded  women  would  like  to  see  the 
faults  mended  goes  without  saying  ;  but  women  must  re- 
member that  these  institutions  are  the  fruit  of  centuries 
of  experience,  and  were  in  the  origin  compromises.  It  is 
proper,  it  is  imperative,  that  society  should  alter  and  improve 
them  bit  by  bit,  as  new  lights  illumine  the  world.  But  to 
tear  them  down  bodily,  in  the  hope  of  building  on  their  ruins 
a  new  edifice  reared  on  theory,  would  be  an  experiment  that 
no  sensible  community  would  attempt. 

Those  who  believe  in  that  old-fashioned  doctrine  that  there 
should  be  honesty  in  politics,  may  derive  some  comfort  from 
recent  events  in  New  York.  A  spasm  of  morality  has  at- 
tacked the  Empire  State,  and  the  reign  of  Tammany  seems 
to  be  about  to  end.  Boss  McKane  and  his  henchmen,  who 
for  years  set  the  laws  at  defiance  and  jeered  at  the  author- 
ity of  the  courts,  are  now  chewing  the  cud  of  reflection  in 
the  State  penitentiary.  Ex-Judge  Maynard,  who,  with  David 
B.  Hill,  indulged  in  the  luxury  of  stealing  a  State  senate,  is 
now  meditating  in  private  life  upon  the  ingratitude  of  re- 
publics. "Bat"  Shea,  who  attempted  to  substitute  the 
bullet  for  the  ballot  in  Troy,  is  in  a  fair  way  to  suffer  for  his 
crimes.  The  courts  are  no  longer  in  league  with  the  law- 
breakers, and  judicial  trial  is  no  longer  a  farce.  Not  the 
least  reassuring  sign  is  the  Lexow  investigation  of  the  police 
force.  It  is  no  new  story  that  corruption  exists  among  the 
police.  The  new  and  refreshing  feature  is  the  fact  that  an 
investigating  committee  is  really  investigating. 

While  the  fact  of  the  corruption  has  been  known  for 
years  to  every  person  familiar  with  the  methods  of  the 
police  department,  the  investigation  has  brought  out  many 
interesting  details.  It  has  shown  that  the  system  has  ex- 
isted for  a  long  time.  One  witness — a  gambler  and  dealer 
in  a  faro-bank — testified  to  having  bribed  the  police  for  a 
quarter  of  a  century  ;  Harry  Hill's  reminiscences  extended 
over  almost  as  long  a  period  of  time.  Thieves  and  foot- 
pads paid  regular  sums  for  immunity  from  police  inter- 
ference ;  bunco-steerers  purchased  the  exclusive  right  >  to 
certain  districts,  and  divided  their  spoils  with  the  police,  the 
sole  condition  of  their  contract  being  the  patriotic,  but  in- 
hospitable one,  that  they  should  rob  only  the  stranger  who 
strayed  within  their  gates.  Residents  of  New  York  were 
protected  as  a  matter  of  caution  rather  than  of  principle. 
Positions  on  the  force  were  purchased,  the  influence  of 
prominent  politicians  was  purchased,  promotions  were  pur- 
chased, and  corruption  existed  from  top  to  bottom  of  the 
department.  The  wardmen,  appointed  to  watch  the  patrol- 
men and  to  see  that  they  ^performed  their  duty,  became  the 
financial  agents  to  whom  the  hush-money  was  paid  and 
through  whom  it  was  distributed.  The  charge  for  conduct- 
ing a  gambling  den  or  disreputable  house  was  five  hundred 
dollars  as  initiation  fee  for  the  police  captain — to  be  paid  as 
often  as  a  new  captain  was  appointed  for  the  district — and 
fifty  dollars  a  month.  So  long  as  the  money  was  paid 
promptly,  the  only  condition  exacted  was  that  the  houses 
should  be  conducted  in  an  orderly  manner.  Of  course, 
under  these  conditions,  positions  on  the  force  were  of  value, 
and  the  charge  for  appointment  was  three  hundred  dollars. 
This  went  to  police  head-quarters,  and  the  intermediaries  re- 
quired an  extra  payment  for  their  services.  One  enterpris- 
ing Tammany  leader,  John  J.  Ryan,  established  a  "college" 
in  a  bar-room  in  his  district,  where  "  students  "  were  received 
and  prepared  for  positions  on  the  police  force.  The  fee  was 
three  hundred  and  fifty  dollars,  of  which  fifty  dollars  was  re- 
tained by  the  "  college,"  the  remainder  going  to  the  police 
head-quarters.  One  unfortunate  student  was  charged  four- 
teen hundred  dollars,  but  this  was  an  extreme  case,  caused 
by  the  necessity  of  "  buying  the  baby  some  clothes,"  which 
expression  was  interpreted  for  the  benefit  of  the  committee 
to  mean  furnishing  the  Tammany  district  club-house. 

As  a  matter  of  course,  the  witnesses  examined  were 
nearly  all  disreputable  characters  and  self-confessed  law- 
breakers. They  were  gamblers,  thieves,  and  black-legs, 
and  in  many  cases  were  inspired  by  a  feeling  of  enmity 
toward  those  against  whom  their  testimony  was  directed. 
But,  on  the  other  hand,  they  were  testifying  against  their 
own  interests.  With  the  purification  of  the  police  force, 
their  opportunities  for  turning  a  dishonest  penny  must  end  ; 
they  could  not  hope  to  be  allowed  to  continue  in  the  exer- 
cise of  their  professions  after  those  whom  they  had  paid  for 
immunity  were  "  broken."  Further,  there  is  a  coherence 
and  agreement  in  the  testimony  of  the  various  witnesses 
that  leave  no  room  for  doubt.  The  existence  of  disorderly 
houses  has  been  known  for  years,  and  it  has  been  known 
that  the  police  were  thoroughly  familiar  with  the  fact.  This 
alone  would  raise  a  conclusive  presumption  of  bribery. 

In  this  city,  there  is  only  an  indirect  interest  in  the  inves- 
tigation. But  it  inspires  the  hope  that  there  may  be  some 
similar  investigation  here.  The  police  of  New  York  have, 
by  long  and  persistent  practice,  elevated  bribery  to  the  dig- 
nity of  a  profession.  It  is  highly  improbable  that  any  such 
perfection  has  been  attained  here.    But  there  is  a  widespread 


suspicion  that  a  searching  investigation  would  develop  very 
similar  practices.  Our  police  commissioners  do  not  belong 
to  the  same  class  as  do  those  of  New  York,  but  they  have 
been  very  easy-going,  to  say  the  least.  Something  more  than 
a  year  ago,  an  investigation  conducted  by  them  brought  out 
evidence  very  similar  to  that  produced  in  New  York.  It  was 
given  by  disreputable  persons,  it  is  true,  but  that  is  the  only 
class  of  persons  that  can  give  testimony  in  such  cases. 
People  who  bribe  policemen  are  not  reputable.  The  evidence 
was  sufficient  to  satisfy  an  impartial  observer  that  wholesale 
corruption  existed.  It  should  have  led  to  a  thorough  inves- 
tigation. Instead  of  that,  however,  the  accused  officer 
was  whitewashed  and  the  matter  was  hushed  up.  Since 
that  time  there  has  been  another  investigation.  Several 
officers  were  discharged  and  many  changes  were  made. 
But  subsequent  events  have  at  least  justified  a  suspicion 
that  the  investigation  was  not  wholly  sincere.  A  young 
and  over-zealous  sergeant,  who  attempted  to  break  up 
Chinese  lotteries,  has  been  given  another  detail,  and  the 
lotteries  are  open  for  business  once  more.  The  disrepu- 
table houses  on  the  principal  streets  of  the  city  do  not  seem 
to  have  suffered  any  inconvenience  from  the  shaking-up  in 
the  department.  If  the  commissioners  desire  to  allay  the 
suspicion  that  has  been  aroused  against  them,  they  should 
investigate  the  department  thoroughly  and  openly,  and 
ever)'  dishonest  official  should  not  only  be  discharged,  but 
prosecuted  to  the  full  extent  of  the  law. 


It  is  interesting  to  speculate  upon  the  changed  social  con- 
ditions that  must  result  from  the  emancipation  of  the  sex, 
as  its  advanced  advocates  love  to  call  the  new  movement. 
With  the  equality  of  the  sexes  a  modification  of  the  position 
of  the  married  woman  must  come.  At  the  present  time, 
her  rights,  as  defined  by  law  and  by  social  usage,  are  based 
upon  the  theory  that  she  is  the  weaker  vessel.  This  in- 
volves both  privileges  not  enjoyed  by  the  male  and  prejudices 
not  suffered  by  him.  The  wife  must  be  supported  by  him 
in  idleness  and  with  all  the  luxury  that  he  can  bestow  upon 
her,  but  she  is  supported  as  a  doll — one  incompetent  to 
look  out  for  herself.  Everything  that  she  gets  comes  as  a 
concession  from  him,  not  as  a  right.  It  is  true  that  the  law 
of  this  State  has  attempted  to  mitigate  the  rigors  of  the  old 
doctrine  of  the  common  law  that  the  identity  of  the  wife  is 
merged  in  that  of  the  husband,  and  that  he  alone  is  capa- 
ble of  acting  in  business  matters.  But  the  result  can  hardly 
be  considered  satisfactory,  and  is  a  curious  combination  of 
the  new  and  the  old  doctrines.  The  law  recognizes  mar- 
riage as  a  civil  contract,  differing  only  in  its  subject  matter 
from  a  sale  of  cattle  or  the  purchase  of  a  dog.  As  regards 
their  property,  the  law  recognizes  the  husband  and  wife 
somewhat  in  the  light  of  partners  ;  whatever  each  owned 
before  marriage  remains  his  or  her  own  ;  whatever  they  earn 
during  marriage  forms  a  common  fund. 

But  here  the  old  common-law  doctrine  steps  in,  and  the 
common  fund  is  in  the  undisputed  possession  of  the  husband 
and  practically  belongs  to  him  so  long  as  he  lives.  True, 
the  facts  are  generally  in  accordance  with  the  theory — the 
earnings  are  generally  those  of  the  husband  exclusively  ;  but 
the  law  recognizes  no  difference  when  the  wife  also  is  a  wage- 
earner.  She  is  entitled  to  one-half  of  the  fruits  of  her  labor 
upon  the  dissolution  of  the  partnership,  through  the  husband's 
death  or  by  decree  of  the  divorce  court  ;  but  until  that  event 
he  is  the  practical  owner  of  her  earnings  as  well  as  of  his 
own.  In  some  States,  Washington,  for  instance,  a  further 
modification  in  favor  of  the  wife  is  made  in  regard  to  hold- 
ings of  land.  It  is  provided  that  the  wife  must  join  in  a 
deed  to  convey  real  estate  belonging  to  the  common  fund,  in 
order  to  divest  her  of  her  interest  in  the  property.  This  pro- 
vision has  not  been  successful,  however,  owing  to  the  fact 
that  it  places  upon  the  purchaser  the  duty  of  discovering 
whether  or  not  the  man  from  whom  he  buys  is  married. 
When  the  vendor  is  married  but  living  apart  from  his  wife, 
extensive  frauds  may  be  committed.  A  curious  result  of  the 
doctrine  that  the  common  fund  is  under  the  absolute  control 
of  the  husband  is  found  in  a  decision  of  the  supreme  court 
of  this  State.  A  failure  on  the  part  of  the  husband  to  pro- 
vide the  necessaries  of  life  for  his  wife,  he  having  the  ability 
to  do  so,  is  a  good  and  sufficient  cause  for  divorce.  But,  if 
she  is  earning  enough  to  support  herself,  it  is  held  that  there 
is  no  failure  to  provide  on  his  part.  Her  earnings  being 
part  of  the  common  fund,  and  therefore  under  his  control,  his 
permitting  her  to  retain  them  is  construed  to  be  a  furnish- 
ing of  support  by  him.  By  the  same  reasoning,  the  husband 
of  a  rich  wife  would  be  entitled  to  support  from  her,  the 
original  weaker  vessel  theory  being  reversed.  But  it  is 
doubtful  whether  the  doctrine  would  now  be  pushed  so  far. 

But  the  law  being  open  to  such  a  construction,  an  interest- 
ing question  arises  at  the  present  time.  Under  the  equality 
of  the  sexes,  how  will  the  law  of  married  property  rights  be 
construed  ?  Woman  being  self- supporting,  the  theory  that 
she  is  entitled  to  support  by  the  husband  is  no  longer  ten- 
able.    The  principles  of  partnership  must  have  a  wider  ap- 


plication, and,  logically,  can  not  stop  short  of  the  rules  ap- 
plied in  other  contracts  of  partnership.  Upon  marriage,  the 
separate  property  of  each  would  properly  become  a  partner- 
ship fund  to  be  controlled  by  them  jointly,  and  the  acts  of 
either  one  would  bind  the  other  in  the  absence  of  special 
provisions  in  the  contract  creating  the  partnership.  The 
earnings  of  both  would  also  go  into  the  partnership  fund, 
but,  by  the  same  reasoning,  property  acquired  through  gift 
or  inheritance  would  remain  the  separate  property  of  the  one 
receiving  it.  The  debts  of  the  partnership  would  also  stand 
upon  the  same  footing  as  those  in  other  partnerships.  They 
could  be  collected  out  of  any  partnership  funds,  and,  when 
these  were  exhausted,  recourse  could  be  had  to  the  private 
property  of  the  partners.  In  case  of  divorce,  there  would 
no  longer  be  any  alimony  for  either  the  husband  or  the  wife, 
but  an  accounting  and  division  of  the  partnership  funds. 
The  law  would  thus  be  greatly  simplified,  but  it  is  probable 
that  the  practical  difficulties  would  be  increased. 

The  social  changes  that  will  result  will  also  be  extensive. 
Marriage  will  no  longer  be  looked  upon  as  a  quasi-profession 
by  women  ;  being  self-supporting,  they  will  no  longer  be 
forced  to  marry  some  eligible  parti  for  the  sake  of  support. 
When  they  marry  it  will  be  solely  on  the  ground  of  affinity, 
and,  in  most  cases,  with  the  expectation  of  contributing  to 
the  family  expenses.  There  will,  of  course,  be  some  women 
who  will  still  marry  for  support,  rendering  a  return  by  acting 
as  housekeeper  for  the  man  of  small  means,  or  head  of  the 
social  establishment  for  the  man  of  wealth.  And,  on  the 
other  hand,  there  will  be  some  men  who  will  continue  to 
marry  for  money,  rendering  their  return  in  personal  or 
social  attractions.  Under  the  new  conditions  this  should  be 
no  more  to  the  discredit  of  the  male  than  of  the  female. 

A  further  beneficial  result  of  the  new  order  will  be  the  en- 
couragement to  matrimony.  The  decline  of  marriage  has 
been  sadly  commented  upon  by  the  unromantic  statisticians, 
who  unemotionally  look  upon  it  as  a  social  phenomenon. 
Marriage  is  less  general  than  it  was,  and  the  age  at  which 
young  people  marry  is,  on  the  average,  ten  years  later  than 
it  was  a  comparatively  short  time  ago.  The  young  man 
hesitates  to  give  up  the  liberties  of  club  life  and  the  self- 
indulgences  of  single  blessedness,  or  he  fears  to  assume  the 
financial  responsibilities  of  the  family.  But  the  emanci- 
pated woman  robs  matrimony  of  these  terrors.  She  will 
contribute  her  share  toward  the  household  expenses,  and  he 
will  be  no  worse  off  than  before  until  the  financial  responsi- 
bilities of  the  children  arise.  On  the  whole,  the  emancipa- 
tion of  woman  may  be  regarded  with  equanimity  by  the 
altruistic  statisticians  who  have  been  worrying  themselves 
into  an  early  grave  over  the  number  of  young  people  con- 
demned to  single  wretchedness. 


Anything  more  disappointingly  weak  than  the  exhibition  of 
the  militia  at  Sacramento  this  week  it  would  be  difficult  to 
imagine.  The  fault  does  not  lie  so  much  with  the  men  as 
with  those  in  command.  Every  military  organization  is  sup- 
posed to  have  a  commissary  department,  yet  the  men  were 
deprived  of  food  and  sleep  for  twenty-four  hours.  After  this 
exhausting  experience,  they  were  kept  standing  in  the  broiling 
sun  all  day  while  their  leaders  were  trying  to  shift  from  one 
to  the  other  the  responsibility  of  directing  the  operations. 
When  the  question  of  authority  was  settled,  Marshal  Baldwin 
could  not  nerve  himself  to  the  point  of  issuing  the  necessary 
orders,  and  the  delay  was  further  protracted.  The  pitiful  in- 
decision and  weakness  of  the  authorities  demoralized  the 
militia  and  encouraged  the  strikers.  The  moral  effect  of 
calling  out  the  troops  has  been  lost,  and  the  resistance  of  the 
strikers  to  lawful  authority  will  be  far  more  determined.  But 
this  blundering  at  head-quarters  does  not  wholly  excuse  the 
action  of  the  militia.  The  gallantry  of  soldiers  is  proverb- 
ial, but  it  should  not  have  led  them  to  give  to  the  young 
ladies  as  souvenirs  the  cartridges  intended  for  a  more  serious 
purpose.  Considering  the  circumstances,  their  fraternizing 
with  the  strikers  was  without  justification  and  a  gross  breach 
of  discipline.  The  strikers  may  be  very  fine  fellows,  but 
just  at  present  they  are  law-breakers  and  the  militia  are  there 
to  discipline  them,  not  to  mingle  over  the  social  glass.  In 
the  face  of  this  exhibition  of  incompetency,  the  tax-payers 
may  well  inquire  what  is  the  value  of  the  militia.  At  an  ex- 
pense of  one  hundred  and  fifty  thousand  dollars  a  year,  a 
body  of  citizen  soldiery  is  maintained  ;  they  are  furnished 
armories  in  which  to  drill,  rifles  and  accoutrements  in  the  use 
of  which  they  are  instructed  :  each  year  their  expenses  are 
paid  by  the  people  while  they  go  off  to  some  country  nook 
and  play  soldiers,  t6  the  intense  admiration  of  the  country 
girls.  For  all  this  the  people  have  paid  with  the  understand- 
ing that  the  militia  would  suppress  lawlessness  when  the 
power  of  the  police  and  sheriff  proved  inadequate.  But 
when  they  are  called  upon  to  be  useful  as  well  as  orna- 
mental, they  turn  tail  and  run.  The  officers  besought 
them  to  redeem  their  honor  and  recognize  the  obligation  of 
their  oaths,  but  without  apparent  effect.  The  legislature  will 
probably  take  more  effective  action. 


THE         ARGONAUT. 


July  9,  1894. 


THE    SORCERESS. 


How  an  American  Engineer  was  Sacrificed  to  the  Aztec  Gods. 


The  calzada  principal  in  La  Barca  runs  a  meandering 
course  easterly  through  the  town  to  the  garita.  The  houses 
on  each  side  are  of  the  usual  Mexican  type,  the  more  pre- 
tentious of  stone,  others  of  adobe,  with  barred  windows  and 
heavily  doored  saguan,  where  the  idle  porter  sits  lazily,  in- 
cessantly rolling  and  smoking  his  cigarillo,  arousing  himself 
sufficiently  at  times  to  salute  a  passer-by  or  to  answer  a  ques- 
tion, and  relapsing  at  once  into  his  former  dreamy  condition. 
Children  imperfectly  clothed  play  solemnly  in  the  gutter  ; 
their  dark-brown  bodies,  shining  dully  through  the  incrust- 
ing  dirt,  are  proof  against  the  darkening  effect  of  the  sun's 
rays  ;  a  solitary  lagartlja  clings  lizard-like  to  the  kerb  and 
feebly  resists  a  boy's  effort  to  goad  him  into  action.  The 
sen-no  leans  sleepily  against  a  corner  in  the  shade,  loosely 
holding  his  carbine,  and  muses  on  the  unhappy  lot  of  a  po- 
liceman forced  to  keep  up  a  semblance  of  watchfulness. 

Suddenly,  as  a  woman's  figure  appears  on  the  street,  there 
is  a  chorus  of  shrieks  from  the  group  in  the  gutter  and  a 
skittering  of  childish  feet  as  they  disappear,  panting  with 
fright,  in  a  dozen  different  directions.  The  porters,  stirred 
into  action,  hurriedly  close  the  doors  and  piously  whisper  an 
ave,  the  sereno  draws  himself  erect,  furtively  crosses  him- 
self, and  murmurs  "  La  bruja  !  Dios  me  guarde  ! "  as  the 
woman  passes.  She  moves  quickly  down  the  street,  looking 
neither  to  the  right  nor  to  the  left,  passing  die  garita 
where  the  solitary  customs  official  likewise  crosses  himself 
and  asks  divine  protection  from  the  wiles  of  the  sorceress  ; 
nevertheless,  he  follows  the  sinuous,  graceful  movement  of 
the  young  woman  and  notes  the  perfection  of  face  and  figure, 
which  appeals  to  him  in  spite  of  his  persuasion  that  her 
beauty  is  of  origin  diabolic  and  lent  by  Lucifer  himself  to 
snare  men's  souls.  She  wore  a  piece  of  dark-green  stuff", 
folded  around  the  hips  and  falling  to  the  ankle  ;  a  jacket  of 
red  gauze  clothed  the  upper  part  of  her  person,  veiling  her 
bosom,  upon  which  lay  a  chain  of  gold  in  the  form  of  a  ser- 
pent. Her  black  hair,  parted  at  the  forehead  and  drawn 
back  in  two  splendid  tresses,  intensified  the  pure  white  of  her 
brow.;  her  eyes,  shaded  by  long  lashes,  were  the  greenish- 
black  of  obsidian.  Continuing  her  walk  to  a  small  adobe 
house  some  hundred  yards  beyond  the  gate,  she  disappeared 
within  the  doorway.  The  customs  official  gave  a  sigh  of  re- 
lief and  returned  to  his  desk. 

Once  within  the  house,  she  lost  her  firmness  of  bearing, 
tottered  to  the  centre  of  the  room,  and  sank  in  a  heap  on  a 
rush-mat.  Her  form  suddenly  grew  rigid,  her  face  took  on 
the  gray  pallor  of  death  ;  the  eyes  became  set  and  stared 
fixedly  at  the  wall  opposite  ;  the  golden  serpent  on  her  bosom 
seemed  in  the  half-light  of  the  dying  fire  to  writhe  and  twist, 
instinct  with  life. 

At  the  fire  sat  a  little,  shriveled-up  old  man,  brown  and 
wrinkled,  stirring  with  skinny  claw  the  contents  of  an  olla. 
Of  her  entrance  he  had  taken  no  notice,  continuing  his  em- 
ployment as  if  waiting  for  her  to  speak.  At  length  he  looked 
around  and  sprang  to  his  feet ;  a  pallor  almost  as  deep  as 
her  own  overspread  his  face.  "  Maria  !  "  he  whispered  ; 
"  Maria  !  "  Meeting  with  no  response,  he  hastily  moved  to 
the  door,  barred  it,  and,  returning  to  his  place  by  the  fire, 
crouched  down  and  shrouded  his  face  in  his  arms. 

Soon  the  woman's  body  lost  its  rigidity,  her  eyes  turned 
toward  the  doubled-up  figure  of  the  old  man  and  shone  with 
such  a  basilisk  glare  that  he  moved  uneasily ;  the  eyelids 
drooped,  and  she  sank  back  upon  the  floor,  apparently 
asleep  ;  her  respiration,  at  first  harsh  and  labored,  became 
quiet  and  regular. 

The  old  man  now  raised  his  head  for  the  first  time,  and 
fixed  his  bright,  beady  eyes  on  the  woman's  face. 

"A  prophecy,"  he  said — "a  prophecy!  Let  the  high 
priest  of  the  gods  know  their  will !  " 

As  if  in  response,  the  woman  began  an  inarticulate  mur- 
mur.    Soon  her  voice  rose  to  distinctness  : 

"  The  darkness  of  earth  is  in  the  temple  ;  the  altar  of  the 
lire-god  is  black  with  ashes,  the  serpent  lies  dead  before 
Quetzalcoatl ;  the  grinning  skulls  at  the  feet  of  Xipe-totec 
mock  the  power  that  is  gone  forever  ;  the  snake-skin  drum 
is  beat  in  vain  ;  the  victim  is  slain  ;  the  sound  of  thunder  fills 
the  temple,  the  priests  fall  dead,  and  the  foot  of  the  white 
man  desecrates  the  house  of  the  gods." 

Her  voice  fell,  and,  with- a  fluttering  sigh,  she  awoke. 
The  light  of  expectancy  which  had  illuminated  the  old  man's 
face  gradually  died  out  as  the  woman's  words  fell  on  his  ear, 
and,  at  their  conclusion,  he  seemed  shrunken  to  half  his  size. 

"  'Tis  false  !  "  he  said — "  false  !  The  power  of  the  gods 
can  never  fail.  For  seven  years  have  we  awaited  the  sign, 
and  to-morrow  Xipe-totec,  gladdened  once  more  by  the  sight 
of  blood  on  the  sacrificial  stone,  will  make  answer  to  his 
children's  prayers.  Saw  you  the  white  stranger  again  to- 
day, Maria?"  he  asked. 

"  Yes  ;  I  have  but  now  left  him." 

"  And  he  will  be  in  the  barranquilla  to-morrow  at  sunset  ?  " 

The  woman's  voice  faltered  as  she  answered  :  (l  Yes  ; 
if " 

"7/7"  hastily  returned  the  old  man;  "iff  What  does 
this  mean  ?  " 

"  He  will  come  if  I  send  him  word,  but — but  I  can  not — 
oh,  papa  niio,  don't  ask  it.  Forego  the  sacrifice  to  Xipe- 
totec,  and  content  the  people  with  the  sacred  mask-dances." 

He  looked  at  her  with  astonishment :  "Seven  years  have 
we  waited,  and  the  daughter  of  El  Viejito,  the  high  priest, 
asks  that  the  sacrifice  be  omitted  !  What  woman's  whim  is 
this?"  he  said,  fiercely.  "Why  should  the  god,  upon  whose 
awful  power  we  must  depend,  be  denied  his  due  ? " 

"  He  loves  me,  father " 

"  Loves  you  !  And  if  he  did  not,  could  he  ever  be  lured 
within  the  reach  of  the  Nagual  priesthood?  Suppose  he 
does,  he  will  pay  the  penalty  of  his  folly." 

1  oip-\n   rose  to  her  feet.     "He  shall  not,"  she  said, 

fini  lj    :    'for    1    love  him,  and  no  priestly  knife   shall  ever 

At  first,  1  believed  all  you   had  taught  me  ;  be- 


lieved that  my  duty  to  the  gods  made  all  things  good,  no 
matter  how  cruel  and  horrible  they  otherwise  seem.  But 
now  I  know  better.  The  ancient  religion  shall  die  out  and 
the  worshipers  perish  from  off"  the  face  of  the  earth  ere 
harm  shall  come  to  him  I  love." 

The  fierce  glitter  in  the  old  man's  eyes  gave  way  to  a 
look  of  crafty  cunning.  "Well,  well !  so  be  it,"  he  said  ; 
"the  sacred  dances  must  answer." 


When  the  "  Golden  Ass  " — as  his  La  Barca  neighbors  un- 
pleasantly called  him — developed  a  taste  for  mural  decora- 
tion, his  case  was  a  serious  one  ;  the  casa  pintada  was  the 
result,  and  a  most  marvelous  one  it  is.  His  zeal  in  the 
cause  of  art  was  intense,  but  not  discriminating  :  primary 
colors  alone  seemed  to  fill  the  requirements  ;  minor  details 
of  perspective,  truth  to  nature,  and  the  like,  were  absorbed 
in  a  wild  hunger  for  color,  and  plenty  of  it.  Impossible 
landscapes  and  oddly  constructed  animals  ran  riot  on  the 
walls. 

He  is  long  since  dead  ;  but  his  house  remains,  and  made 
very  comfortable  engineering  head- quarters.  In  one  of  the 
least  violent  rooms,  overlooking  the  miniature  fountain  in  the 
patio,  the  engineer  in  charge,  Vincent  Colby,  had  his  office. 
He  was  a  good  type  of  the  American  engineer  :  tall  and 
well  built,  he  gave  the  impression  of  staying  qualities  rather 
than  of  muscular  power.  The  warmth  of  a  tropical  sun  had 
but  slightly  deepened  a  naturally  fair  complexion  ;  his  dark 
hair  and  good  eyes,  with  a  softness  of  intonation  and  en- 
gaging manner,  stamped  him  at  once  with  the  Mexicans  as 
muy  si?npdtico,  and  revealed  to  them  the  possibility  that  ail 
Americans  might  not  be  barba?'os,  an  impression  unfortu- 
nately yet  not  unnaturally  prevalent. 

Just  now  Vincent  was  in  an  unpleasant  frame  of  mind, 
and  his  musings  ran  somewhat  as  follows  :  "  I  may  be  an 
idiot,  but  I  can't  help  it.  Idiocy  may  be  congenital  or 
acquired — mine  must  be  acquired,  for,  up  to  date,  I've  been 
reasonably  conventional.  The  mater  will  rave,  I  know, 
when  I  take  home  a  native  wife  ;  the  sisters  will  make 
matters  unpleasant  for  a  day  or  two  ;  and  the  governor  will 
probably  cut  up  rather  rough.  But  if  I'm  suited,  they  will 
have  to  be  ;  if  a  man  can't  make  his  own  choice  when  it 
comes  to  marrying,  when  can  he  ?  I've  made  mine — if  she'll 
have  me,  that  is.  There's  the  rub.  She  says  she'll  give 
me  an  answer  on  the  seventh — why  not  the  sixth  or  eighth, 
I  don't  know.  I've  asked  her  a  dozen  times  in  the  last  ten 
days,  but  it  is  always  the  same  :  she  neither  says  yes  nor  no. 
It  can't  be  coquetry,  for  she  smiles  sadly,  yet  with  a  wistful 
look  which  can  mean  but  one  thing." 

Here  a  rattle  of  hoofs  in  the  patio  interrupted  him,  and  he 
looked  out  to  see  the  company's  doctor  dismount. 

"Hello,  doc,"  he  called  out,  "come  in  here  ;  I  want  to 
talk  to  you.  There's  not  a  soul  about  the  place,  and  I'm  too 
lazy  or  nervous  to  work.  Throw  your  saddle-bags  over 
there  on  the  table  and  have  a  drop  of  toddy.  No  ?  You 
don't  usually  let  a  good  thing  go  by.  What's  up  ?  Patients 
dying  or  getting  well,  or  have  you  been  rowing  it  again 
with  the  padre  at  Penjamo,  because  you  differ  as  to  the  use 
of  water  ?  You're  all  wrong.  Be  satisfied  to  cure  the  poor 
beggars  without  lecturing  them  on  the  advantages  of  an  oc- 
casional bath.  To  clean  them  is  so  radical  a  measure  that 
you'll  be  run  out  of  the  country  as  a  pernicious  foreigner  at- 
tempting to  demolish  a  most  cherished  idea." 

The  doctor  made  no  reply. 

"Well,  out  with  it,  doc.  You  needn't  look  at  me  like 
that." 

"  Vince,  we've  known  each  other  as  boys  and  men  for  a 
good  many  years " 

"  All  right,  doc  ;  you  always  begin  with  gentle  boyhood 
days  when  you've  anything  particularly  damned  unpleasant 
to  say.  But  I  suppose  I  must  submit.  I  don't  know  what's 
up,  but  if  it's  as  serious  as  you  look,  old  man,  it's  pretty 
bad." 

"  It's  serious  or  not,  as  you  choose  to  make  it,"  answered 
the  doctor.  "An  ambition  to  acquire  the  Mixe  language 
may  be  a  laudable  one  ;  folk-lore,  ancient  religion,  and  all 
that  sort  of  rubbish  learned  on  the  spot  are  a  kind  of  relief 
in  this  hot,  dusty  hole,  though  I  don't  care  for  it  myself. 
Even  Nagualism  and  other  high-class  sorcery  may  be  amus- 
ing to  you,  if  not  to  me.  But  when  you  get  spoony  on  the 
sorceress  herself,  it's  time  for  some  one  to  open  your 
eyes." 

"  Sorceress  !  "  responded  the  other.  "  What  rot  you  are 
talking.     That  sort  of  thing  is  played  out  in  these  days." 

"  I  tell  you  it  isn't  played  out,"  rejoined  the  doctor  ;  "the 
natives  keep  it  dark  and  say  there's  nothing  in  it,  but  half 
the  Indians  in  this  town  hold  to  the  old  faith,  and  every 
time  a  child  is  baptized,  they  set  up  a  little  incantation  busi- 
ness on  the  sly  and  do  the  trick  over  again  in  their  own  way, 
with  an  extra  curse  or  two  on  the  white  man  and  his  god. 
I  scared  the  story  out  of  old  Sebastiano,  and  got  the  whole 
programme.  The  Eleusinian  mysteries  aren't  in  it  with  this 
accursed  Nagualism,  which  includes  human  sacrifices  and 
other  pleasant  little  ceremonies  which,  though  no  doubt 
highly  gratifying  to  the  worshipers,  must  be  somewhat  un- 
pleasant to  the  victim,  I  fancy.  El  Viejito  is  the  high  priest, 
and  Maria  Condelaria  is  his  daugnter.  They  are  a  danger- 
ous, fanatical  lot,  and  if  you'll  take  my  advice,  you'll  leave 
them  alone.  They  bitterly  hate  the  whole  white  race,  and 
an  offering  from  it  is  not  only  an  act  distinctly  pleasant  in 
itself,  but  it  is  a  religious  duty  as  well.  The  government 
has  only  been  partly  successful  in  keeping  it  down,  for,  as  an 
organization,  Tammany  Hall  is  chaos  compared  with  it. 
They  practice  their  devilish  rites  once  in  so  often,  and  some 
one  disappears." 

To  hear  one's  best  beloved  spoken  of  as  a  sorceress,  and 
as  one  to  whom  wading  in  human  gore  was  a  usual  and 
agreeable  employment,  was,  to  say  the  least,  irritating  ;  but 
the  doctor's  earnestness  and  evident  belief  in  what  he  had 
said  roused  in  Vincent  a  strong  desire  to  laugh. 

"  You've  been  imposed  upon,  old  man,"  he  said. 
"  Haven't  you  learned  yet  that  the  one  delight  of  the  native 
is  to  impose  on  the  credulous   with   creepy   stories?     More- 


over, you  have  allowed  yourself  to  listen  to  gossip  about  the 
woman  whom  I  intend  to  marry." 

"Marry!     My  God!" 

"Yes,  marry  —  if  she'll  have  me.  I  intended  speak- 
ing of  it,  when  you  commenced  with  your  infernal  nonsense. 
It's  my  affair  anyhow,  and  if  I'm  satisfied,  you  can't  com- 
plain." 

To  be  told,  even  indirectly,  to  mind  one's  own  business  is 
particularly  hard,  when  one  has  tried  to  do  a  friend  a  kind- 
ness, so  the  doctor  left  the  room,  offended  at  the  manner  in 
which  his  efforts  had  been  received. 


The  sun  was  low  in  the  west  on  the  following  afternoon 
when  the  doctor  rode  into  the  patio  of  the  casa  pintada. 
His  progress  through  the  town  had  been  delayed.  First 
the  alcalde  had  stopped  him,  and  the  usual  salutation  had 
extended  into  a  conversation  in  which  the  alcalde  was  set 
aright  in  a  problem  which  had  occupied  his  mind  for  some 
time.  He  gave  the  Americans  credit  for  exceeding  inge- 
nuity, but  was  as  yet  unadvised  as  to  how  even  they  could 
dig  holes  and  set  telegraph-poles  in  the  bottom  of  the  sea, 
upon  which  to  string  the  submarine  cable.  The  sea,  he  was 
aware,  was,  in  places,  much  deeper  than  Lake  Chapala. 
The  simplicity  of  the  method  increased  largely  his  admira- 
tion for  the  race  whose  resources  of  mind  enabled  them  to 
cut  loose  alike  from  precedent  and  telegraph-poles.  The 
padre  next  invited  his  attention  to  the  beauty  of  a  pair  of 
kittens  playing  in  a  doorway,  and  was  anxious  in  his  inquiry 
as  to  whether  a  benignant  Providence  had  vouchsafed  to  the 
land  beyond  the  Rio  Grande  the  blessing  of  cats.  Having 
gently  assured  him  that  impartiality  had  been  shown  in  the 
matter,  although  there  were  points  about  Mexican  cats  which 
other  nations  might  envy,  the  doctor  was  free  to  make  his 
way  to  head-quarters. 

A  nameless  fear  had  oppressed  him  and  could  not  be 
shaken  off.  He  went  hastily  to  Vincent's  room,  but  found  it 
vacant.  He  was  about  to  call  a  servant  and  inquire  as  to 
the  whereabouts  of  his  friend,  when  he  saw  a  small  scrap  of 
paper  on  the  floor.  Idly  picking  it  up,  he  read  what  aroused 
again  his  fears  of  the  previous  evening.  In  green  ink,  on 
paper  none  too  clean,  with  vs  and  b$  used  interchangeably 
and  double  /doing  service  forj',  was  written  : 

"  Meet  me  in  the  Barranquilla  de  Homos  at  sunset.         Maria." 

Hastily  calling  for  Julio,  he  was  told  Vincent  had  left  at 
five.  Julio  had  been  ordered  to  unsaddle  his  own  horse,  as 
his  services  would  not  be  required.  Returning  to  his  room, 
the  doctor  consoled  himself  with  the  idea  that,  although  a 
tryst  ten  miles  away  was  unusual,  danger  was  not  necessarily 
impending  ;  the  roads  were  fairly  free  from  bad  characters, 
and  a  lonesome  ride  was  probably  the  worst  to  be  expected. 

He  had  brought  himself  to  this  state  of  mind  when  a 
woman  staggered  into  the  room. 

"Save  him!  Save  him,  doctor/"  she  cried.  "Save 
him  !  " 

Her  hair  fell  in  a  tangled  mass  about  her  face,  her  clothing 
was  torn  and  disarranged,  and  her  wrists  cut  and  bleeding. 
He  recognized  Maria,  but  her  presence  made  the  meaning  of 
what  he  had  read  unintelligible. 

"  I  refused  to  send  for  him,"  she  continued,  hastily,  "so 
they  bound  me  in  the  casita  and  sent  him  a  message  in  my 
name.  They  left  me  powerless,  as  they  supposed,  but  I  es- 
caped." 

"  They  ?     Who  are  they  ?  " 

"  The  priests  of  the  Nagual ;  they  who  cling  to  the  old 
faith,  and  who,  even  now,  would  sacrifice  on  their  altar  the 
man  I  love.  Ah  !  doctor,  make  haste  or  we  shall  be  too  late  ; 
an  hour  at  most  is  all  we  have." 

Ordering  Julio  to  follow  him  with  the  horses,  the  doctor 
made  his  way  to  the  barracks. 

Don  Juan  Gomez,  capilan  in  the  Fourth,  was  a  model 
cavalry  officer  and  a  warm  friend  of.  the  engineer's. 
The  doctor  had  scarcely  commenced  his  story,  when  Don 
Juan  gave  a  brief  order  to  his  orderly  at  the  door.  A  bugle- 
call  rang  out,  a  clatter  of  hoofs  on  the  pavement  and  the 
rattle  of  sabre  and  carbine  in  answer,  gave  proof  of  the  dis- 
cipline of  the  troop.     A  sergeant  entered  and  saluted. 

"  Listo,  sehor  !     A  caballo,  doctor  !  " 

With  Maria  as  guide,  they  dashed  out  into  the  night.  In 
the  service  of  a  friend,  Juan  Gomez  spared  neither  man  nor 
beast.  The  breath  of  the  horses  came  hard  and  fast,  and 
spur  was  freely  used  before  Maria  said  :  "  The  entrance  is 
between  the  two  bowlders  to  the  right  of  the  stunted  pine." 


Sunset  found  Vincent  in  the  barranquilla.  He  had  given  no 
thought  to  the  strangeness  of  such  a  place  of  meeting  ;  he 
was  to  see  again  the  woman'he  loved,  and  that  was  sufficient. 
No  idea  of  danger  had  presented  itself.  Strong  and  well 
armed,  he  was  confident  of  his  ability  to  take  care  of  him- 
self. The  place  was  dark  and  dismal,  and  he  was  too  ab- 
sorbed in  his  own  fancies  to  note  even  casually  his  surround- 
ings. 

The  trail  had  narrowed  to  barely  a  sufficient  width  for 
his  horse,  when  he  saw  three  men  approaching  on  foot. 
They  stood  aside  as  he  came  up,  and,  as  he  attempted  to 
pass,  one  seized  him  by  the  foot  and  threw  him  out  of  the 
saddle.  Before  he  recovered  from  the  shock,  he  was 
pinioned,  blind-folded,  and  helpless.  He'felt  himself  lifted 
up,  carried  some  little  distance,  and  placed  on  the  ground 
again. 

He  remained  thus  for  an  hour  or  more,  when  the  bandage 
was  removed  from  his  eyes.  He  had  felt  no  especial  fear  at 
his  treatment,  believing  it  to  be  a  question  of  a  small  ran- 
som and  liberty  as  soon  as  he  could  communicate  with  his 
friends.  He  opened  his  eyes,  and  with  the  first  glance 
around,  all  idea  of  liberty  by  purchase  departed  at  once.  As 
his  eyes  became  accustomed  to  the  semi-darkness,  he  saw  he 
was  in  a  cave-temple.  On  his  right  was  a  wooden  idol,  stand- 
ing on  a  low  stool.  It  was  black  and  shining,  as  if  charred 
and  polished  ;  its  look  was  grim,  and  it  had  a  wrinkled  fore- 
head and  broad,  staring  eyes.  He  had  read  of  the  Black 
King,  and  now  saw  himself  face  to  face  with  him.     On  the 


JULY   9,   1894. 


THE 


ARGONAUT. 


left  was  a  coiled  serpent,  with  head  erect,  shining  eyes  of  jet, 
and  fancifully  painted  scales,  which  he  knew  represented 
Ouetzalcoatl.  Immediately  before  him  stood  Xipe-totec, 
"  the  flayer  of  men,"  the  representative  of  all  that  was  vile 
and  horrible  in  the  hidous  cult  whose  victim  he  was.  In 
front  of  the  idol  stood  the  sacrificial  stone,  humped  in  the 
centre,  the  better  to  present  to  the  knife  the  chest  of  the 
victim. 

His  heart  sank  within  him  as  he  read  his  awful  position  in 
the  signs  around  him.  The  wealth  of  the  world  would  not 
save  his  life  from  the  fanatical  faithful  of  the  Nagual  sect. 
But  last  night  he  had  declared  the  practice  of  their  rites  ob- 
solete ;  now  he  had  full  proof  of  his  error,  and  was  about  to 
pay  the  penalty. 

By  this  time  the  cavern  had  filled  with  people.  Half- 
naked  priests  began  a  low  chant  in  a  minor  key,  circling  in 
front  of  the  idols  and  swinging  terra-cotta  censers,  from 
which  were  emitted  the  pungent  fumes  of  copaL 

The  movement  became  faster,  their  voices  rose  in  their 
excitement,  while,  in  their  frenzy,  they  gashed  themselves 
with  knives  until  the  blood  flowed  freely.  Seizing  Vincent, 
they  placed  him,  face  upward,  on  the  sacrificial  stone. 

The  high  priest  stepped  forward  to  the  side  of  the  victim. 
Raising  his  knife  of  green  obsidian  above  his  head,  he  be- 
gan :   "  Xipe-totec,  the  all  powerful " 

A  woman's  shriek  rang  out,  a  flying  form  reached  the 
altar  as  the  knife  descended,  and  a  roar  of  musketry  rever- 
berated through  the  cavern. 

A  woman  lay  dead  at  the  side  of  the  sacrificial  stone,  on 
which  rested  the  body  of  a  man,  an  obsidian  knife  driven 
home  in  his  heart.  Edwin  Hali.  Warner. 

San  Francisco,  July,  1S94. 


AL    MAMOUN. 

By  Clinton  Scollard. 

Bagdad's  palms  looked  tall  in  the  tide 
Of  Tigris,  tawny  and  swift  and  wide  ; 
Bagdad's  minarets  gleamed  and  glowed 
In  the  sun  that  burned  in  its  blue  abode  ; 
Bagdad's  life  made  rumble  and  jar 
In  booth  and  highway  and  bright  bazaar ; 
Bagdad's  monarch  lolled  in  the  dusk 
Of  the  citron  shade,  "mid  the  scent  of  musk. 
And  around  him  sat  the  makers  of  rhyme. 
Come  from  many  a  distant  clime  ; 
For  song  by  him  was  held  as  a  boon, 
A I  Mamoun, 
The  son  of  the  great  Haroun. 

From  lands  of  cold  and  lands  of  the  sun 
He  hearkened  the  poets,  one  by  one. 
Giving  a  portion  of  praise  to  each. 
And  a  guerdon  of  gold  with  his  pearls  of  speech  ; 
Spreading  a  luscious  banquet  there 
In  the  languid,  richly  perfumed  air  ; 
Plucking  from  luxury's  laden  stem 
The  royal  wealth  of  its  fruit  for  them  ; 
Bidding  the  soul  of  the  grape  be  brought 
To  kindle  the  bosom  to  happy  thought  ; 
Speeding  the  amber  afternoon, 
A I  Mamoun, 
The  son  of  the  great  Haroun. 

And  on  through  the  starlit  purple  hours 
The  sound  of  song  was  heard  in  the  bowers  ; 
The  zither  and  lute  would  blend  and  blur 
And  tangle  with  notes  of  the  dulcimer  ; 
And  above  and  over  and  through  it  all 
"  Would  soar  and  swell,  or  would  fail  and  fall 
With  the  dreamful  lull  of  the  dying  word. 
An  ecstasy  voiced  from  the  throat  of  a  bird. 
So,  leashed  by  the  love  of  song,  would  he. 
Praising  the  poets  and  poesy. 
Linger  till  night  had  neared  its  noon, 
Al  Mamoun, 
The  son  of  the  great  Haroun. 

With  crumbling  mosque  and  with  toppling  tomb 
Have  vanished  Bagdad's  beauty  and  bloom. 
While  a  far,  faint  breath  on  the  lips  of  fame 
Is  all  wre  know  of  the  monarch's  name. 
But  rather  to  him  than  his  mightier  sire 
O'er  gulfs  of  time  shall  the  song  aspire  ; 
For  song  to  the  lover  of  song  is  due. 
Though  centuries  darken  with  rust,  and  strew 
With  mosses,  the  marble  above  his  head. 
And  so,  in  the  land  of  the  happy  dead. 
May  song  still  stir  with  its  blissful  boon 
.  1/  Mamoun, 
The  son  of  the  great  Haroun. 

—July  Atlantic. 
—  •  *■  : 

Some  years  ago,  when  the  "  slumming  "  boom  was  occu- 
pying general  attention,  the  late  Professor  Henry  Morley  was 
accosted  one  day  by  a  peculiarly  emaciated  and  ragged  individ- 
ual, who  solicited  aid  in  moving  terms.  Professor  Morley,  who 
was  never  proof  against  such  petitions,  responded  with  a  sil- 
ver coin.  "Thank  you,  Professor  Morley;  I'm  much 
obliged,"  said  the  man.  "You  know  me,  eh?"  "Yes;  I 
attended  your  lectures  at  King's  College  in  1S60."  "Dear, 
dear,  I'm  sorry  to  see  you  in  this  state."  "  Not  at  all,  my 
dear  professor.  I  am  doing  some  articles  for  my  paper,  and 
the  editor  insists  on  my  making  my  researches  in  character. 
Will  you  dine  with  me  to-night  ? "  and  he  handed  a  card 
bearing  a  well-known  name. 


The  Emperor  William  is  reported  to  have  introduced  an 
innovation  into  his  court.  After  sneezing  violently  one  day, 
the  emperor  remarked  to  those  with  him,  "  Well,  you  don't 
trouble  yourself  at  all  about  one  !  "  The  hint  was  taken, 
1  and  since  then  court  etiquette  prescribes  the  words,  "  Health, 
your  majesty,"  when  and  as  often  as  the  Kaiser  sneezes. 


In  an  old  English  chronological  work,  under  the  heading 
"Tea,"  may  be  found  the  following  brief  notice  :  "Tea  de- 
stroyed at  Boston  by  the  inhabitants,  1773,  in  abhorrence  of 
English  taxes  ;  for  which  they  were  severely  punished  by  the 
English  Parliament,  in  April,  1774." 


Saint-Saens  has  told  an  interviewer  that  he  considers  a 
piano  a  "  useless  item  "  in  musical  composition.  Faper  and 
pencil  are  the  only  materials  he  works  with,  and  he  has  com- 
posed entire  operas  without  .the  assistance  in  any  way  of  a 
musical  instrument. 


THE    NEW    AMERICAN    ABROAD. 

Our  Naval    Officers'    Success   in   English    Society— Entertaining  on 
Board  the  "  Chicago  "—The  History  of  the  Ameri- 
can Colony  in  London. 

Some  time  ago,  in  one  of  my  letters  to  the  Argonaut,  I 
hazarded  the  opinion  that  American  ascendancy  in  London 
society  was  beginning  to  show  signs  of  languishment.  AU 
the  Americans  who  live  in  England  will,  I  am  satisfied,  agree 
with  me.  They  are  as  quick  to  see  the  signs  of  the  times  as 
anybody  else  ;  and  while  they  may  be  loth  to  admit  the 
weakening  of  their  "  fashion,"  they  know  full  well  that,  like 
all  other  fashions,  they  have  had  their  day  and  must  give 
I  way  to  something  fresh. 

Of  course  I  do  not  in  the  very  least  mean  to  assert  that 
'  the  old  set,  who  first  gave  Americans  such  a  foremost  posi- 
;  tion  in  English  society,  have  gone  down  the  fraction  of  a  peg 
[  in  the  social  scale.  Far  from  it.  American  ladies  such  as 
I  Mrs.  Mackay,  Mrs.  Ronalds,  Lady  Randolph  Churchill, 
Lady  Lister-Kaye,  Lady  Waterlow,  Mrs.  Naylor-Leyland, 
and  Mrs.  Paget,  retain  exactly  the  same  position  in  society 
which,  years  ago,  was  achieved  •}-  their  many  charming 
qualities,  and — I  will  not  say  by  their  money,  exactly,  but — 
by  the  advantage  which  the  possession  of  wealth  gave  them 
of  enabling  them  to  make  themselves  prominent.  Very 
little — scarcely  anything  at  all — was  known  of  American 
ladies  in  London  society  before  these  ladies  appeared  on 
the  scene.  In  one  sense  they  were  a  novelty.  That  of  it- 
self helped  them  tremendously.  And  with  no  one  was  the 
influence  of  a  new  sensation  so  potent  as  with  the  Prince  of 
Wales.  Satiated  to  the  top  of  his  bent  with  the  humdrum 
routine  of  high  life,  his  royal  highness  hailed  anything  new 
with  delight.  The  Civil  War  was  not  over  very  many  years 
when  Mrs.  Ronalds  and  Mrs.  Paget  first  came  to  England. 
They  became  quite  the  fashion.  Several  other  ladies  who, 
in  due  course,  came  like  them  to  England,  shared  the  same 
favors,  and  so  what  was  once  known  as  the  American 
colony  in  London  was  formed. 

This,  I  should  say,  at  the  utmost,  consisted  of  about  a 
dozen  families.  Select  in  numbers,  as  well  as  in  the  qualitv 
of  its  members,  it  flourished  all  through  the  seventies  and 
eighties,  and  then — well,  like  all  other  colonies  which  flour- 
ish, it  proceeded  to  grow  into  a  nation,  but  its  increase  and 
growth  wrought  its  own  destruction.  London  society  could 
stand  an  American  colony  in  its  midst,  but  when  it  came  to 
having  an  American  nation,  composed  of  nine-tenths  of  the 
society  people  of  New  York,  Boston,  Philadelphia — yes,  and 
Chicago — setting  themselves  up  in  the  West  End  of  Lon- 
don even-  season — why,  it  was  time  to  call  a  halt.  Dazzled 
by  the  success  of  the  few,  the  many  have  rushed  over  each 
year  and  each  season,  until  the  doubling  process  of  the 
chess-board  squares  would  hardly  be  an  exaggerated  illus- 
tration of  the  annual  proportion  of  increase.  Every  one 
who  came  had  to  be  presented  to  the  queen  and  to  make  the 
acquaintance  of  the  Prince  of  Wales.  What  had  been 
achieved  as  a  gracious  favor  by  Mrs.  Ronalds,  Mrs.  Paget, 
Mrs.  Mackay,  and  a  few  others,  was  regarded  as  a  sort  of 
American  birthright  within  the  reach  of  all  who  could  pav 
for  deck-cabins  on  a  crack  Cunard  liner,  travel  with  an  En- 
glish valet  and  a  French  maid,  and  take  a  suite  of  rooms  at 
a  swell  West  End  hotel,  or,  better  yet,  hire  a  house  in  Bel- 
gravia  or  Mayfair  from  May  till  August  and  after  that  a 
" shooting-box "  or  "Scotch  moor."  The  London  house- 
agents  could  tell  some  amusing  tales,  I  warrant,  of  the  cus- 
tomers they  have  had,  and  their  bank-books  exhibit  hun- 
dreds of  names  well  known  on  Fifth  Avenue  on  checks  paid 
in  for  commissions.  The  American  Minister  was  led  a  life. 
The  people  he  had  to  present  at  ctmrt  were  enough  to  make 
his  office  a  burden  to  him.  Ask  Henry  White  about  this. 
He  knows.     None  better,  indeed. 

The  whole  business  had  really  become  a  farce.  And  I 
think  I  am  not  far  out  when  I  say  that  Mr.  Astor,  with  his 
purchase  of  Clieveden  and  self-introduction  into  London 
journalism,  has  been  the  last  straw  to  break  the  camel's  back. 
You  should  just  hear  English  people  talk,  and  see  what  they 
say  about  it.  If  some  of  these  New  York  Londoners  could 
only  play  eavesdropper  at  the  clubs  and  dinner-tables  when 
there  is  no  American  present  to  muzzle  free  speech,  they,  per- 
haps, would  not  think  themselves  so  tremendously  popular 
and  welcome  in  England  as  they  fondly  imagine  themselves 
to  be.  And  I  might  add  that  no  one  can  be  more  annoyed 
by  this  overwhelming  influx  and  assertion  of  their  country- 
men than  the  original  founders  of  the  American  colony  in 
London.  Perhaps  no  better  sign  of  how  she  feels  on  the 
subject  could  be  given  by  Mrs.  Mackay  than  by  her  last  re- 
ception in  Carlton  House  Terrace,  at  which,  as  one  of  the 
papers  took  occasion  to  state  next  day,  "  the  American  ele- 
ment among  the  guests  was  noticeably  much  smaller  than 
usual."  Who  can  blame  her  ?  No  one  person  has  done 
more  to  elevate  American  society  in  the  estimation  of  En- 
glishmen than  Mrs.  Mackay.  Naturally  she  does  not  desire 
to  assist  in  counteracting  the  good  impression. 

In  the  midst  of  this  anglomaniac  invasion  has  come  the 
visit  of  the  cruiser  Chicago,  and  nothing  could  be  better 
timed  or  more  corrective  of  the  growing  British  disgust. 
Here  are  Americans  who  are  Americans,  who  fly  their  coun- 
try's flag  above  their  heads,  who  wear  their  country's  uniform. 
They  have  been  entertained  right  royally  (in  more  senses 
than  one)  as  Americans,  and,  as  Americans,  they  have  ac- 
cepted the  hospitalities  extended  to  them.  Among  the  hon- 
ored guests  at  the  last  private  ball  at  Buckingham  Palace 
were  Admiral  Erben,  Captain  Mahan,  and  several  of  the 
junior  officers  of  the  United  States  warship.  And  assuredly 
none  were  more  welcome  or  more  gladly  given  the  honor  of 
an  invitation.  Dozens — aye,  hundreds — of  New  York  anglo- 
maniacs,  who  are  languishing  in  London  hotels  or  forgotten 
West  End  residences,  "  taken  for  the  season,"  and  who  would 
have  given  a  good  part  of  their  fortune  to  be  asked,  had  to 
stay  outside  and  see  these  comparatively  poor  naval  officers, 
wjth  little  more  of  this  world's  goods  than  their  pay,  enter 
where  all  the  money  that  ever  controlled  Wall  Street,  cor- 


nered the  grain  market,  bought  up  railroads,  or  built  brown- 
stone  fronts  in  Fifth  Avenue,  could  not  buy  its  possess- 
ors admittance. 

The  Chicago's  officers'  "  at  home "  on  board  their  splen- 
did ship  yesterday  was,  despite  the  weather,  one  of  the  social 
events  of  the  week.  It  was  given — in  accordance  with 
American  canons  of  good  taste  and  breeding — as  a  return 
for  the  many  hospitalities  the  officers  have  been  receiving  in 
London  during  their  visit.  No  doubt  Admiral  Erben  and 
Captain  Mahan  wished  to  show  Englishmen  who  do  not 
come  to  America  what  an  American  naval  entertainment  is 
like  :  and  that  they  succeeded,  the  most  fastidious  American 
must  admit.  Although  the  weather  was  all  against  them, 
and  fitful  rain-squalls  blew  up  the  usually  placid  waters  of 
the  Thames  into  splashing  waves,  the  steam  pinnaces  and 
launches  of  the  cruiser  for  three  hours  conveyed  to  and  fro, 
and  beneath  their  cupola-shaped  awnings,  as  dry  as  if  seated 
by  the  fire  in  a  lady's  boudoir,  some  of  the  most  distin- 
guished people  in  England.  The  Chicago  was  gayly  deco- 
rated from  stem  to  stern  with  flags,  pennons,  and  signals, 
and  round  each  pillar  and  stanchion  of  the  formidable  iron- 
clad were  twined  garlands  of  bright  crimson  and  scarlet 
Valerian,  with  sprays  and  tufts  of  "  Travelers'  Joy,"  just  as 
the  two  grow  together  in  the  crevices  of  the  rocks  near 
Gravesend,  where  the  Chicago  is  anchored. 

Admiral  Erben  received  his  guests  on  the  spar  deck,  and 
all  the  officers  were  most  assiduous  in  their  attentions  to 
everybody.  Captain  Mahan  naturally  attracted  the  largest 
I  share  of  attention  from  the  British  naval  officers  present,  and 
I  was  constantly  surrounded  by  knots  and  groups  of  the  most 
distinguished  admirals  in  the  royal  navy.  Dancing  was  in- 
dulged in  by  the  younger  officers,  and  it  is  needless  to  say 
that  many  of  the  great  and  titled  beauties  present  experienced 
what  a  really  good  partner  in  the  waltz  is  like  for  the  first 
time  in  their  lives.  Among  all  the  swells,  perhaps  the  most 
noticeable  ladies  present  were  Lady  Waterlow  and  Miss  Lee, 
the  daughter  of  the  famous  Confederate  generaL  Could  the 
great  rebel  leader  have  foreseen,  thirty  years  ago,  the  honor 
in  store  for  his  child  on  the  deck  of  a  warship  and  beneath 
the  flag  of  a  nation  he  strove  to  destroy,  he  would,  perhaps, 
have  hesitated  to  prolong  a  struggle  with  so  magnanimous  a 
i  foe. 

Take  it  all  in  all,  the  Chicago's  visit  has  been  a  success, 
and  its  exhibition  of  national  Americanism  by  its  distin- 
guished officers  a  genuine  pick-me-up  after  our  surfeit  of  aping, 
lisping,  eye-glassed,  shoddy  anglomaniacs.  An  annual  visit 
from  a  L'nited  States  warship  would  be  one  of  the  best  cor- 
rectives in  the  world  for  such  sham  American  gentry. 

Lontjon,  June  12,  1894.  Cockaigne. 


There  are  kinds  of  talk  to  be  avoided  by  those  who  wish 
to  make  themselves  agreeable.  The  notion  of  some  people 
is  that  argument  (in  which  it  is  understood  you  are  to  get 
the  better)  is  an  attractive  branch  of  conversation  ;  others 
believe  in  cynicism  ;  others  in  narratives  brought  in  a  propos 
de  bottes;  and  some  in  denouncing  other  people's  stories 
upon  the  ground  that  they  have  not  novelty  to  recommend 
them.  "  The  fact  is,"  writes  James  Payn,  "  not  many  people 
possess  the  gift  of  conversation  at  all,  and  are  quite  content 
to  do  without  it.  As  a  writer  in  the  Spectator  justly  observes 
upon  this  subject,  'the  art  of  listening  without  response 
is  a  positive  enjoyment  to  many  persons.'  How  other- 
wise can  we  account  for  the  popularity  of  platform 
oratory  and  after-dinner  speeches,  not  to  speak  of 
lectures  and  addresses  ?  The  uses  to  which  human 
speech  is  put  by  what  used  to  be  called  '  the  gay 
and  sparkling  throng'  is  amazing.  I  once  had  the 
good  fortune  to  overhear  a  scrap  of  conversation  between 
a  gilt  youth  and  his  partner  after  they  had  threaded  the 
mazes  of  the  dance.  '  You  shiver,'  he  said,  with  tender 
solicitude;  'I  trust  you  have  not  taken  cold.'  'No,' 
she  returned,  smiling,  'it  must  have  been  a  goose  walk- 
ing over  my  grave.'  Then  he,  with  marked  intention  : 
'  Happy  goose '. '  What  did  he  mean,  what  could  he 
mean?  Yet  the  remark  fulfilled  one  of  the  main  objects 
of  conversation,  for  it  evidently  gave  great  pleasure  to 
the  recipient.  '  Good  conversation.'  says  Canon  Ainger, 
'springs  rather  from  the  heart  than  from  the  head,'  an< 
remark  in  question  certainly  did  not  come  from  the  latter 
source.  Once  at  a  large  dinner-party,  and  during  a  total 
silence,  I  heard  a  gentleman  with  an  unfortunately  penetrat 
ing  voice  observe,  '  I  am  told  there  is  a  great  deal  of  claret 
in  France.'  I  have  heard  ivittier  conversations,  but  none 
that  ever  tickled  me  more  :  the  cautious  qualification,  '  I  am 
told,'  gave  the  charm  of  modesty  to  the  unimpeachable 
statement.  It  aroused  in  even-  breast  the  interesting  specu  ■ 
lation,  '  Who  could  have  told  him  ? '  The  suspicion  that 
the  observation  was  not  original  would  othenvise  never  have 
occurred  to  me." 


It  is  not  generally  known  that  every  crowned  head  in  Eu- 
rope, except  the  Sultan,  is  descended  from  two  sisters,  who 
were  born  only  about  one  hundred  and  fifty  years  ago — the 
daughters  of  Duke  Ludwig  Rudolf  of  Brunswick-Wolfen- 
butteL  The  elder — the  Princess  Elizabeth,  who  married 
Emperor  Charles  the  Sixth  of  Germany,  and  was  the 
mother  of  the  famous  Empress  Maria  Theresa — is  the  an- 
cestress of  all  the  Roman  Catholic  royal  families  of  Europe. 
The  younger  sister — the  Princess  Antoinette — was  the 
grandmother  of  Frederick  William  the  Second  of  Prussia, 
and  from  her  are  sprung  the  Protestant  royal  families  of 
Europe,  including  those  of  Russia  and  Greece. 


The  Russian  Ministry  of  Justice  is  considering  a  s 
of  providing  state-paid  people's  attorneys  for  the  gratuitous 
defense  of  the  poor  in  criminal  and  civil  cases.  The  argu- 
ment is  that  wherever  the  state  provides  a  prosecutor,  it 
ought  also  to  provide  an  advocate  for  the  accused.  This 
practice  already  exists  in  Austro-Hungary  in  the  form  of  ex- 
officio  counsel  ;  but  this  is  for  criminal  cases  only.  An  asso- 
ciation exists  in  Vienna  to  provide  counsel  for  the  r^vor  in 
civil  cases. 


THE 


ARGONAUT. 


July  9,  1894. 


THE    MARQUISE'S    COACHMAN. 


How  the  Man  in  Livery  Won  an  Heiress. 


I  was  Eliane  du  Rocher's  guardian.  At  the  age  of  eight 
she  had  lost  both  her  parents.  Her  health  was  delicate,  and 
I  thought  the  best  thing  to  do  for  her  was  to  put  her  to  a 
convent  school  in  the  country. 

I  myself  had  three  sons.  Eliane,  when  of  age,  would 
come  into  possession  of  three  hundred  thousand  dollars,  and, 
as  I  did  not  want  to  be  accused  of  paternal  covetousness,  I 
desisted  from  taking  her  to  my  home.  Consequently  she 
spent  all  her  vacations  at  school,  grew  up  beautiful,  and 
thereby  caused  me  to  redouble  my  precautions. 

She  showed  religious  proclivities  and  professed  a  vocation 
for  convent  life.  I  remonstrated  against  her  becoming  a 
nun,  but  she  urged  that  she  was  happy  and  wanted  nothing 
better  than  t#  pass  her  existence  at  the  convent.  When  of 
age,  she  for  two  years  devoted  her  whole  income  to  feeding 
and  clothing  the  poor  of  Juilly. 

One  morning,  however,  I  received  the  following  astonish- 
ing letter  : 

My  Dear  Guardian — I  am  bored.  After  mature  reflection,  I 
find  that  I  am  not  cut  out  for  a  religious  career.  Kindly  find  me  a 
husband  as  soon  as  possible.     Your  grateful  and  devoted 

Eliane. 

I  hurried  to  the  convent.     "  So  you  are  bored  ?  " 

"  To  death,  my  dear  guardian." 

"And  you  wish  to  marry  simply  for  lack  of  something 
better  to  do  ?  " 

"  Exactly." 

"  Have  you  considered  ?  " 

"  Not  very  much — only  enough  to  know  that  since  I  am 
bored  at  the  convent,  I  can  have  no  religious  vocation.  I 
won't  be  an  old  maid.  There  is  nothing  left  then,  except 
marriage — or  death." 

"  How  you  jump  at  conclusions  ! " 

"  Have  you,  in  your  infinite  wisdom,  anything  else  to  sug- 
gest?" 

"  Hum  !  And  what  do  you  require  of  the  happy  mortal, 
your  future  husband  ?  " 

"  Nothing — except  that  he  please  me." 

"  Very  well.  But  what  does  please  you  ?  You  must  have 
some  ideal — all  girls  have." 

"  Not  I,"  she  answered  quietly.  "  Remember,  my  kind 
friend,  that  I  know  only  three  men  :  you,  our  father  confes- 
sor, and  the  convent  gardener,  and " 

"  And  ?  " 

She  slightly  tossed  her  head. 

"  Well,  they  are  not  at  all  what  I  want." 

I  was  fully  aware  that  I,  stout,  bald,  and  near-sighted, 
could  not  be  the  fancy  of  a  handsome  girl  of  twenty — still, 
I  felt  a  little  provoked  at  being  told  it  so  plainly. 

"  Very  well,"  I  said,  rather  gruffly. 

She  kissed  me.  Probably  she  would  have  been  more 
circumspect  had  I  been  her  ideal ;  anyhow,  her  kiss 
calmed  me. 

"  I  shall  seek  and  find." 

She  dropped  me  a  nice  little  courtesy,  and  we  parted. 

It  does  not  seem  hard  to  find  a  candidate  for  the  hand  of 
a  young  and  charming  heiress.  I  presented  quite  a  number 
of  men  to  her — nice  fellows,  too  ;  but  none  suited  her. 
Summer  was  passing,  and  each  week  Eliane  sent  me  a  card 
with  the  words  :   "  I  am  bored." 

"Don't  be  so  hard  to  please,  then  ;  make  a  choice,"  I 
answered,  in  exasperation. 

Things  were  at  this  point,  when  my  old  friend,  the 
curate  of  Redon,  spoke  to  me  of  the  Marquise  de  Pen- 
Valloet  and  her  two  sons.  Old  family,  distinguished  name, 
good  connections,  respectable  fortune.  I  proposed  to 
Eliane  to  spend  a  few  weeks  with  my  wife  at  Trouville. 
She  joyfully  accepted. 

"  On  the  way,"  said  I,  "we  will  stop  at  one  of  my  clients', 
the  Marquise  de  Pen-Valloet." 

"  I  wager  your  client  has  a  son." 

"  Two,  in  fact." 

"  So  much  the  easier  to  choose." 

The  marquise  resided  on  a  large  estate  some  miles  from 
Redon.  I  had  been  told  of  her  strictly  economical  way  of 
living,  so  I  was  not  surprised  to  find  awaiting  us  at  the  sta- 
tion an  old  rattletrap  of  a  carriage,  which  smelled  so  musty 
that,  as  we  started  to  get  in,  Eliane  recoiled. 

"Suppose  we  ride  outside  ;  I  should  enjoy  the  fresh  air." 

"  I  don't  see  any  ladder,"  said  I,  a  little  dismayed  at  the 
steep  climb. 

"  Bah  !  one  foot  on  the  wheel,  another  near  the  coachman, 
and  there  you  are." 

"  You  want  to  break  my  neck." 

"Don't  be  afraid,  sir,"  said  the  coachman,  offering  me 
his  strong  hand  and  helping  me  to  mount  quite  easily. 

"Evidently  an  ex-soldier,"  thought  I,  looking  admiringly 
at  the  robust,  handsome  figure  of  the  man. 

Eliane  seemed  no  more  than  a  feather  in  his  strong  grasp. 
Before  I  was  seated,  she  was  beside  me,  radiant  and  happy 
as  a  lark. 

"You  will  be  afraid,"  said  I,  measuring  the  distance  from 
our  perch  to  the  ground. 

"  Afraid  !     You  don't  know  me.     You  will  cry  quarter  be- 
fore I  do.     Now,  driver,  quick,  quick,  quick  !" 
The  man  smiled  rather  sarcastically,  I  thought. 
"Not  too  fast,  my  boy,"  I   said.     "Don't  listen  to  that 
featherbrain." 

He  gathered  up  his  reins  and  started  his  team.  Heavens, 
what  a  race !  My  blood  curdles  at  the  thought  of  it. 
Eliane  clapped  her  hands  and  incited  the  pleased  coachman 
to  redoubled  efforts.  I  held  on  with  might  and  main,  pre- 
pared to  jump  at  the  expected  crash. 

My  torture  lasted  thirty-five  minutes,  during  which  I  must 
have  grown  ten  years  older.  The  carriage  turned  sharply  to 
the  right,  we  raced  up  a  narrow  road,  and  stopped  short  in  a 
paved  court.  The  precision  with  which  the  ponies  halted  at 
the  door  would  have  done  honor  to  circus-horses,  but  I  was 
too  voxe     to  admire. 


"  You  came  near  killing  us,"  I  said  to  the  coachman. 

"  Every  one  knows  his  own  business,  sir  ;  I  know  mine," 
he  answered  phlegmatically. 

A  handsome,  refined-looking  young  man  of  medium 
height  met  us  and  assisted  us  to  alight. 

Mme.  de  Pen-Valloet  received  us  in  the  large,  gloomy 
drawing-room,  hung  with  ancestral  pictures  more  or  less 
hideous.  She  herself,  in  her  old-fashioned,  faded  gown, 
looked  like  an  old  family  portrait  descended  from  its  frame. 
She  greeted  us  graciously  and  herself  led  us  to  our  apart- 
ments. 

"  My  son,  Rene,"  she  said,  designating  the  handsome 
young  man  who  had  first  received  us,  "  has  awaited  your 
coming  with  great  impatience,  the  curate's  description  of 
you  and  Mile.  Eliane  was  so  flattering.  And  then  we  lead  such 
a  retired  life,  have  few  calls,  fewer  neighbors,  only  some 
friends  of  my  own  age.  Your  visit  is  a  perfect  godsend, 
and  I  hope  you  will  make  it  a  long  one." 

I  thought  the  old  lady's  severe  gray  eyes  rested  with  pleas- 
ure on  my  little  ward. 

Dinner  was  ready.  We  had  just  time  to  change  our  trav- 
eling-suits. When  Eliane  reappeared,  in  her  simple  white 
gown,  she  looked  queenly  beautiful.  Rene  met  her  at  the 
door  with  some  complftnent  which  did  not  seem  to  dis- 
please her. 

Covers  were  laid  for  five.  We  were  only  four,  however, 
and  the  place  opposite  our  hostess  remained  vacant.  No- 
body seemed  to  notice  it,  and  dinner  was  served. 

The  cuisine  was  good,  the  wines  choice.  The  service 
might  have  been  better.  The  little  servant  who  waited  on 
us  seemed  a  novice  at  his  task.  He  broke  a  plate,  and  his 
mistress  gave  him  a  severe  look. 

Just  then  another  guest  entered — a  man  of  about  thirty, 
tall  and  with  a  strong  face.  Saluting  us,  he  took  the 
empty  place  opposite  Mme.  de  Pen-Valloet. 

"My  oldest  son,  Marquis  Horace  de  Pen-Valloet,"  she 
said,  presenting  him,  adding  :  "  Late,  as  usual." 

"  You  know  why,  mother,"  he  answered,  coldly. 

I  could  not  take  my  eyes  off  the  new-comer.  Where  had 
I  met  him?  His  voice  awoke  some  disagreeable  memory, 
yet  I  could  not  place  him. 

The  conversation  became  livelier.  I  understood  that  the 
marquis  had  lived  in  India,  and  asked  whether  it  was 
so. 

"  I  have  traveled  a  great  deal,"  he  answered,  laconically. 

"Too  much,"  added  his  mother. 

"  Are  not  the  Eastern  climates  rather  trying  to  Euro- 
peans ? "  I  asked,  not  knowing  exactly  what  to  say. 

He  shook  his  head.  "  I  never  was  better  than  when 
traveling.  Only  I  spent  my  fortune — a  thing  my  mother 
can  not  forget." 

"  Your  fortune  and  a  part  of  mine,"  added  the  marquise, 
rather  bitterly. 

We  turned  the  conversation,  and  when  dinner  was  over 
I  feared  the  long  evening  yet  to  come. 

Mme.  de  Pen-Valloet  proposed  a  game  of  bezique  to  me, 
while  Rene  sat  down  to  the  piano,  and,  with  a  pretty  tenor 
voice,  sang  German  and  Breton  songs. 

At  last  came  the  time  for  retiring.  I  signaled  to  Eliane, 
who  was  in  languid  conversation  with  the  elder  Pen-Valloet, 
while  the  younger  was  still  warbling  away. 

"  Well  ?  "  said  I,  when  we  were  alone. 

She  stifled  a  yawn.  "  Let  us  go  to  bed.  I  am  tired  to 
death." 

"Not  before  you  have  told  me  your  impression  of  the 
two  candidates." 

"The  younger  is  handsome,  he  has  a  pretty  voice,  and 
dresses  well.   -  That  is  all  I  know  so  far." 

"And  the  other?  " 

She  laughed.  "  The  otter  ?  Why,  he  hasn't  a  cent.  He 
doesn't  count  as  a  match,  guardie,  dear." 

"  True.     I  always  thought  you  were  a  sensible  girl" 

Next  morning  it  was  late  when  I  awoke. 

I  had  hardly  finished  my  toilet  before  Eliane,  fresh  and 
bright  as  the  morning,  knocked  for  admittance. 

"  What !  up  already  ?  " 

"  Already  !  Why,  I  have  had  a  long  walk  through  the 
dewy  woods.     It  was  exquisite." 

"Alone?" 

"  Oh,  no.     I  made  sure  of  an  escort  last  night." 

"  Ah  !  ha  !     So  things  are  working  ?  " 

"  Splendidly,  my  dear  guardian.  Open  your  ears.  I  have 
decided  to  marry " 

"Handsome  Rene?"  said  I,  rubbing  my  hands. 

"  No  ;  I  am  going  to  marry — the  coachman  who  drove  so 
well  yesterday.  As  soon  as  I  placed  my  hand  in  his,  I 
knew  he  was  a  man  a  woman  could  trust.  But  here  he  is  to 
tell  you  that  you  are  not  dreaming." 

She  opened  the  door,  and  Horace  de  Pen-Velloet  entered. 

"  Myself  !  "  he  said,  smiling  at  my  astonishment.  "  My 
story  is  not  long,  but  rather  unusual.  I  wanted  to  be  a  soldier. 
My  mother  objected.  I  obeyed  her,  but  the  spirit  of  adven- 
ture possessed  me.  As  soon  as  I  was  of  age,  I  started  on  a 
trip  around  the  world.  My  mother  told  you  that  I  spent  my 
fortune  and  part  of  hers.  I  dare  say  I  committed  my  share 
of  follies.  When  my  means  were  exhausted  I  returned 
home.  The  fatted  calf  was  not  killed  in  my  honor.  On  the 
contrary,  I  had  to  put  up  with  reproaches,  complaints,  and 
taunts.  What  was  I  to  do  ?  Incapable  of  earning  my  liv- 
ing, exasperated  at  hearing  myself  reproached  for  eating  the 
bread  of  idleness,  I  offered  to  take  the  place  of  my  mother's 
coachman,  who  had  died.  I  loved  horses — and  you  know  I 
can  drive." 

"  I  still  feel  it,"  said  I,  shaking  myself. 
"  When  I  offered  my  services  to  my  mother,  I  was  half 
joking,  but  she  accepted  in  earnest,  so  I  became  the  coach- 
man. I  take  care  of  my  animals,  and,  when  it  is  necessary, 
put  on  the  livery.  At  night,  I  resume  my  dress-suit,  my 
title,  and  my  rights,  as  eldest  son.  And  this  might  have  gone 
on  forever,  but  for  the  coming  of  this  liberating  fair)',  my 
charming7?rt«<r^>,  who,  I  think,  understands  me — and  will  try 
to  love  me  a  little. "^Translated  for  the  Argonaut  from  the 
French  of  Mme.  E.  Caro,  by  Alice  Ziska. 


OLD    FAVORITES. 


Lamia. 
'  Go  on  your  way,  and  let  me  pass. 
You  stop  a  wild  despair. 
I  would  that  I  were  turned  to  brass 
Like  that  chained  lion  there, 

'  Which,  couchant  by  the  postern  gate. 
In  weather  foul  or  fair, 
Looks  down  serenely  desolate, 
And  nothing  does  but  stare  ! 

'  Ah,  what's  to  me  the  burgeoned  year, 
The  sad  leaf  or  the  gay. 
Let  Launcelot  and  Queen  Guinevere 
Their  falcons  fly  this  day. 

'  'Twill  be  a  royal  sport,  pardie, 
As  falconers  have  tried 
At  Astolat— but  let  me  be  ! 
I  would  that  I  had  died. 

'  I  met  a  woman  in  the  glade  : 
Her  hair  was  soft  and  brown. 
And  long  bent  silken  lashes  weighed 
Her  ivory  eyelids  down. 

'  I  kissed  her  hand,  I  called  her  blest, 
I  held  her  leal  and  fair — 
She  turned  to  shadow  on  my  breast, 
And  melted  into  air ! 

'  And,  lo  !   about  me,  fold  on  fold, 
A  writhing  serpent  hung — 
An  eye  of  jet,  a  skin  of  gold, 
A  garnet  for  a  tongue  ! 

'  Oh,  let  the  petted  falcons  fly 
Right  merry  in  the  sun  ; 
But  let  me  be!— for  I  shall  die 

Before  the  year  is  done."—  T.  B.  Aldrich. 


To  the  Queen  of  Serpents. 
1  trust  that  never  more  in  this  world's  shade 
Thine  eyes  will  be  upon  me  :    never  more 
Thy  face  come  back  to  me.     For  thou  hast  made 
My  whole  life  sore  : 

And  I  might  curse  thee,  if  thou  earnest  again 
To  mock  me  with  the  memory  in  thy  face 
Of  days  I  would  had  been  not.     So  much  pain 
Hath  made  me  base — 

Enough  to  wreak  the  wrath  of  years  of  wrong 
Even  on  so  frail  and  weak  a  thing  as  thou  ! 
Fare  hence,  and  be  forgotten.  .  .  .  Sing  thy  song. 
And  braid  thy  brow, 

And  be  beloved,  and  beautiful — and  be 

In  beauty  baleful  still  ...  a  Serpent  Queen 
To  others  not  yet  curst  by  kissing  thee, 
As  I  have  been. 

But  come  not  nigh  me  till  my  end  be  near, 

And  I  have  turned  a  dying  face  toward  heaven. 
Then,  if  thou  wilt,  approach,  and  have  no  fear, 
And  be  forgiven. 

Close,  if  thou  wilt,  mine  eyes,  and  smooth  my  hair  ; 

Fond  words  will  come  upon  my  parting  breath. 
Nor,  having  desolated  life,  forbear 

Kind  offices  to  death. — Owen  Meredith. 


The  Mermaid. 
Who  would  be 
A  mermaid  fair, 
Singing  alone, 
Combing  her  hair, 
Under  the  sea, 
In  a  golden  curl 
With  a  comb  of  pearl. 
On  a  throne? 

I  would  be  a  mermaid  fair  ; 
I  would  sing  to  myself  the  whole  of  the  day  ; 
With  a  comb  of  pearl  I  would  comb  my  hair  ; 
And  still  as  I  combed  I  would  sing  and  say, 
"  Who  is  it  loves  me  ?    Who  loves  not  me?" 
I  would  comb  my  hair  till  my  ringlets  would  fall 
Low  adown,  low  adown, 
From  under  my  starry  sea-bud  crown 

Low  adown  and  around, 
And  I  should  look  like  a  fountain  of  gold 
Springing  alone 
With  a  shrill  inner  sound, 

Over  the  throne 
In  the  midst  of  the  hall  ; 
Till  that  great  sea-snake  under  the  sea 
From  his  coiled  sleeps  in  the  central  deeps 
Would  slowly  trail  himself  sevenfold 
Round  the  hall  where  I  sate,  and  look  in  at  the  gate 
With  his  large  calm  eyes  for  the  love  of  me. 
And  all  the  mermen  under  the  sea 
Would  feel  their  immortality 
Die  in  their  hearts  for  the  love  of  me. 

But  at  night  I  would  wander  away,  away, 

I  would  fling  on  each  side  my  low-flowing  locks, 
And  lightly  vault  from  the  throne,  and  play 

With  the  mermen  in  and  out  of  the  rocks  ; 
We  would  run  to  and  fro,  and  hide  and  seek. 

On  the  broad  sea-wolds,  in  the  crimson  shells, 
Whose  silvery  spikes  are  nighest  the  sea. 
But  if  any  came  near  I  would  call  and  shriek, 
And  adown  the  steep,  like  a  wave  I  would  leap 
From  the  diamond  ledges  that  jut  from  the  dells  ; 
For  I  would  not  be  kiss'd  by  all  who  would  list, 
Of  the  bold,  merry  mermen  under  the  sea  ; 
They  would  sue  me,  and  woo  me,  and  flatter  me. 
In  the  purple  twilights  under  the  sea  ; 
But  the  king  of  them  all  would  carry  me, 
Woo  me,  and  win  me,  and  marry  me, 
In  the  branching  jaspers  under  the  sea  ; 
Then  all  the  dry  pied  things  that  be 
In  the  hueless  mosses  under  the  sea 
Would  curl  round  my  silverjeet  silently, 
All  looking  up  for  the  love  of  me. 
And  if  I  should  carol  aloud  from  aloft, 
All  things  that  are  forked,  and  horned,  and  soft, 
Would  lean  out  from  the  hollow  sphere  of  the  sea, 
All  looking  down  for  the  love  of  me. 

— Alfred   Tennyson. 

The  fact  that  SapellnikorT,  the  Russian  pianist,  was  com- 
pelled to  cancel  his  engagements  in  England  because  he 
failed  to  obtain  permission  of  the  authorities  to  leave  the  em- 
pire, recalls  Rubinstein's  experience  with  the  Czar's  officials 
in  being  placed  under  arrest  on  the  frontier  because  the 
officer  believed  -his  manuscript  music  to  be  a  secret  code 
used  by  plotters  against  the  government. 


July  9,  1894. 


THE 


ARGONAUT. 


A    HERO    TO    HIS    VALET.      - 

The  Latest  Addition  to  Napoleonic  Literature — Baron  de  Meneval's 

Memoirs— The  French  Emperor  as  Seen  by  his 

Private  Secretary. 


Of  the  making  of  books  on  Napoleon  there  is  no  end, 
and  there  are  those  who  are  beginning  to  feel  surfeited  with 
Napoleonic  literature.  But  he  would  be  abstemious  indeed 
who  would  not  brave  a  literary  dyspepsia  to  enjoy  such  a 
feast  as  the  long-promised  memoirs  of  the  Baron  de 
Meneval.  To  give  the  work  its  full  title,  it  is  :  "  Memoirs 
Illustrating  the  History  of  Napoleon  I.  From  1802  to 
181 5.  By  Baron  Claude- Francois  de  Meneval.  Edited  by 
his  grandson,  Baron  Napoleon  Joseph  de  Meneval."  A 
translation  of  the  first  volume  has  just  been  published  in 
America  by  D.  Appleton  &  Co.,  of  New  York. 

The  spirit  of  the  aphorism  that  no  man  is  a  hero  to  his 
valet  is  not  borne  out  by  Meneval's  estimate  of  and  attitude 
toward  Napoleon,  whose  private  secretary-  and  intimate — so 
far  as  such  a  man  could  have  an  intimate — he  was.  The 
most  striking  characteristics  of  the  author's  manner  are 
frankness  and  a  desire  to  set  down  the  absolute  truth,  but  he 
is  also  a  hero-worshiper.  However,  the  reader  can  form  a 
fair  idea  of  the  character  of  the  work  from  the  following  ex- 
tracts from  this  first  volume. 

Meneval's  entry  into  Napoleon's  personal  service  occurred 
in  1802.  He  appears  to  have  been  recommended  by  Napo- 
leon's brother  Joseph.  Napoleon  was  then  First  Consul,  and 
had  become  dissatisfied  with  his  secretary,  Bourrienne.  With 
some  reluctance  Meneval  yielded  to  the  persuasions  which 
followed  his  declared  want  of  faith  in  his  ability  to  fill  the 
place.  Summoned  to  the  Tuileries,  he  describes  as  follows 
his  meeting  with  Napoleon  and  Josephine  : 

'  General  Duroc  conducted  me  to  Mme.  Bonaparte,  who  received  me 
with  exquisite  grace  and  politeness.  .  .  . 

At  last,  at  about  seven  o'clock,  the  sound  of  hurried  steps  on  the 
staircase  which  led  to  the  room  in  which  we  were  sitting,  announced 
the  arrival  of  the  First  Consul.  Mme.  Bonaparte  introduced  me  to 
him.  He  condescended  to  receive  me  with  a  kindness  which  at  once 
dissipated  the  respectful  awe  in  which  I  stood.  He  walked  rapidly 
into  the  dining-room,  whither  I  followed  Mme.  Bonaparte  and  her 
daughter.  Mme.  Bonaparte  made  me  sit  next  her.  The  First  Con- 
sul spoke  to  me  several  times  during  dinner,  which  lasted  only  twenty 
minutes.  .  .  . 

I  remained  with  Mme.  Bonaparte  until  eleven  o'clock.  I  had  asked 
her  to  be  so  good  as  to  tell  me  whether  I  should  go  away,  thinking 
that  I  had  been  forgotten.  She  told  me  to  remain,  and  assured  me 
that  the  First  Consul  would  send  for  me.  True  enough,  a  footman 
came  to  fetch  me.  I  was  announced,  and  immediately  afterward  was 
ushered  into  a  room,  where  I  saw  the  First  Consul  seated  behind  a 
wri ting- table.  A  three-branched  flambeau,  covered  with  a  shade, 
cast  a  strong  light  on  the  table.  The  rest  of  the  room  was  in  the 
shade,  broken  only  by  the  light  from  the  fire  on  the  hearth. 

The  First  Consul's  back  was  toward  me,  and  he  was  occupied  in 
reading  a  paper  and  finished  reading  it  without  taking  notice  of  my 
entrance.  He  then  turned  round  on  his  chair  toward  me.  I  had  re- 
mained standing  at  the  door  of  his  cabinet,  and  on  seeing  him  turn 
round  I  approached  him.  After  having  examined  me  for  a  moment 
with  a  piercing  glance,  which  would  have  greatly  intimidated  me  if  I 
had  seen  it  there  for  the  first  time,  he  told  me  that  he  wished  to  attach 
me  to  his  service,  and  asked  me  if  I  felt  myself  strong  enough  to  un- 
dertake the  task  which  he  proposed  to  confide  to  me. 

He  did  not  seem  dissatisfied  with  my  answer,  for  he  rose  from  his 
seat  and  came  up  to  me  smiling,  rather  sardonically,  it  is  true,  and 
pulled  my  ear,  which  I  knew  to  be  a  sign  of  favor.  He  then  said  to 
me  :  "  Very  well,  come  back  to-morrow  morning  at  seven,  and  come 
straight  here." 

On  the  following  day,  Meneval  duly  made  his  way  to 
the  Tuileries,  where  he  waited  two  hours  for  Napoleon's 
arrival : 

He  arrived  at  last,  holding  a  paper  in  his  band.  Without  appear- 
ing to  pay  any  attention  to  my  presence  in  bis  study,  just  as  if  1  had 
always  been  there  and  had  always  occupied  the  same  place,  he  dic- 
tated a  note  for  the  Minister  of  Finance  with  such  volubility  that  I 
could  hardlv  understand  or  take  down  half  of  what  he  was  dictating. 
Without  asking  me  whether  I  had  heard  him,  or  whether  I  had 
finished  writing,  he  took  the  paper  away  from  me  and  would  not  let 
me  read  it  over  ;  and,  on  my  remarking  that  it  was  an  unintelligible 
scribble,  he  said  it  was  on  a  matter  well  known  to  the  minister,  who 
would  easily  be  able  to  make  it  out,  and,  so  saying,  he  went  back  to 
the  drawing-room. 

Just  then  Bourrienne  entered  the  room,  and  seemed  surprised  to 
find  me  there.  It  was  the  first  time  I  had  seen  him  in  the  First 
Consul's  study.  The  First  Consul  told  him  to  have  a  table  arranged 
for  himself  in  the  outside  room,  and  to  give  the  table  in  the  window, 
where  I  had  written  the  note  from  dictation,  up  to  me.  Bourrienne 
had  been  in  ignorance  of  my  introduction  into  the  First  Consul's 
cabinet.  At  first  he  examined  me  with  curiosity,  giving  me  a  cold 
salute  ;  but  his  manner  soon  became  more  friendly.  General  Duroc 
took  me  away  to  lunch,  and  we  separated  from  Bourrienne. 

Of  Bourrienne's  final  dismissal  by  Napoleon,  due  to  im- 
proper use  of  his  position  for  speculation,  the  author  gives 
the  following  report : 

His  expenses  and  his  purchases  were  out  of  proportion  with  the 
private  fortune  which  the  First  Consul  knew  him  to  possess.  Al- 
though their  mutual  relations  did  not  appear  changed,  the  First  Con- 
sul's vexation,  which  he  still  concealed  from  Bourrienne,  sometimes 
showed  itself  in  things  which  he  said  in  my  presence.  He  seemed  to 
me  to  have  some  private  grievance  against  him,  which  he  had  not 
sufficiently  investigated.  The  unfortunate  affair  of  the  brothers 
Coulon  put  a  stop  to  his  hesitation,  and  was  the  drop  which  made 
the  vase  overflow.  He  asked  me  if  Bourrienne  was  in  his  office,  and. 
on  my  affirmative  answer,  he  called  him  to  the  threshold  of  the  door. 
Bourrienne  came,  somewhat  troubled  by  the  consul's  excited  appear- 
ance. The  consul  said  to  him  in  a  severe  tone  of  voice  :  "  Give  any 
papers  and  keys  which  you  have  of  mine  to  Meneval  and  withdraw, 
and  never  let  me  see  you  again."  After  these  few  words,  he  went 
back  to  the  council,  slamming  the  door  violently  behind  him. 

M.  de  Bourrienne,  at  first  dumfounded  by  this  violent  tirade,  gave 
way  to  extreme  despair.  I  did  all  I  could  to  calm  him.  This 
speculation  in  which  Bourrienne  had  participated  strongly  disgusted 
Napoleon,  who  had  an  invincible  repulsion  for  what  is  called  "  doing 
business."  The  object  of  the  lawsuit  and  the  scandal  which  resulted 
therefrom  revolted  him.  He  never  pardoned  his  old  school-fellow 
and  secretary.  He  spoke  to  me  of  him  for  a  long  time,  and  often  in 
real  pain,  which  used  always  to  end  in  bitter  complaint  against  him. 

'  Meneval  wrote  commonly  from  dictation,  and  describes  as 
follows  Napoleon's  methods  and  habits  when  at  work  : 

The  First  Consul,  as  a  rule,  never  sat  down  to  his  writing-table,  ex- 
cept to  sign.  His  usual  place  was  on  a  settee,  covered  with  green 
taffeta,  beside  which  stood  a  small  table,  on  which  the  day's  post  was 
laid.  Every  morning  the  letters  of  the  previous  day  were  removed 
from  this  little  table  and  laid  on  the  writing-table,  to  make  room  for 
the  day's  letters.  A  screen  of  many  folds  shielded  him  from  the 
heat  of  the  fire.  My  writing-table  was  placed  within  reach  of  his. 
This  arrangement  of  the  interior  of  his  work-room  was  followed  in 
all  the  palaces  and  residences  which  Napoleon  occupied. 

He  collected  bis  thoughts  and  concentrated  his  attention  on  the 
subject  which  was  occupying  him,  taking  a  strong  hold  on  his  mind. 


He  would  rise  slowly  and  begin  to  walk  slowly  up  and  down  the  whole 
length  of  the  room  in  which  he  found  himself.  This  walk  lasted 
through  the  whole  of  his  dictation.  His  tone  of  voice  was  grave  and 
accentuated,  but  was  not  broken  in  upon  by  any  time  of  rest.  As  he 
entered  upon  his  subject,  the  inspiration  betrayed  itself.  It  showed 
itself  by  a  more  animated  tone  of  voice  and  by  a  kind  of  nervous 
trick  which  he  had  of  twisting  his  right  arm  while  pulling  at  the  trim- 
mings of  his  sleeve  with  his  hand.  At  such  times  he  did  not  speak 
any  faster  than  before,  and  his  walk  remained  slow  and  measured. 

Napoleon  rarely  wrote  himself.  Writing  tired  him,  his  hand  could 
not  follow  the  rapidity  of  his  conceptions.  He  took  up  the  pen  only 
when  by  chance  he  happened  to  be  alone  and  had  to  put  the  first  rush 
of  an  idea  on  to  paper,  but  after  writing  some  lines,  he  used  to  stop 
and  throw  away  his  pen.  He  would  then  go  out  to  call  his  secretary, 
or,  in  his  absence,  either  the  second  secretary,  or  the  secretary  of 
state,  or  General  Duroc,  or  sometimes  the  aide-de-camp  on  duty,  ac- 
cording to  the  kind  of  work  in  which  he  was  engaged.  He  made  use 
of  the  first  who  answered  his  call,  without  irritation,  but  rather  with 
a  visible  satisfaction  at  being  relieved  from  his  trouble. 

His  writing  was  a  collection  of  letters  unconnected  with  each  other 
and  unreadable.  Half  the  letters  to  each  word  were  wanting  ;  he 
could  not  read  his  own  writing  again,  or  would  not  take  the  trouble  to 
do  so.  If  he  was  asked  for  some  explanation,  he  would  take  his  draft 
and  tear  it  up  or  throw  it  into  the  fire  and  dictate  it  over  again — the 
same  ideas,  it  is  true,  but  couched  in  different  language  and  a  differ- 
ent style.  Napoleon  also  used  to  make  mistakes  in  figures,  absolute 
and  positive  as  arithmetic  has  to  be.  He  could  have  worked  out  the 
most  complicated  mathematical  problems,  and  yet  he  could  rarely 
total  up  a  sum  correctly. 

Here  is  Meneval's  account  of  the  work  at  night,  to  which 
he  was  often  summoned  : 

The  emperor  used  to  have  me  waked  in  the  night,  when — owing 
either  to  some  plan  which  he  considered  ripe  for  execution  and 
which  had  to  be  carried  out,  or  to  the  necessity  of  maturing  pre- 
liminaries of  some  new  project,  or  to  having  to  send  off  some  courier 
without  loss  of  time — he  was  obliged  to  rise  himself.  It  sometimes 
happened  that  1  would  hand  him  some  document  to  sign  in  the  even- 
ing. "  I  will  not  sign  it  now,"  he  would  say  ;  "  be  here  to-night  at 
one  o'clock  or  at  four  in  the  morning  ;  we  will  work  together."  On 
these  occasions  I  used  to  have  myself  waked  some  minutes  before 
the  appointed  hour.  As,  in  coming  down-stairs,  I  used  to  pass  in 
front  of  the  door  of  his  small  apartment,  I  used  to  enter  to  ask  if  he 
had  been  waked.  The  invariable  answer  was  :  "  He  has  just  rung 
for  Constant,"  and  at  the  same  moment  he  used  to  make  his  appear- 
ance, dressed  in  his  white  dressing-gown,  with  a  Madras  handkerchief 
round  his  head. 

When,  by  chance,  he  had  got  to  the  study  before  me.  I  used  to 
find  him  walking  up  and  down,  with  his  hands  behind  his  back,  or 
helping  himself  from  his  snuff-box,  less  from  taste  than  from  preoc- 
cupation, for  be  used  only  to  smell  at  his  pinches,  and  his  handker- 
chiefs were  never  soiled  with  the  snuff.  When  the  work  was  finished, 
and  sometimes  in  the  midst  of  it,  he  would  send  for  sherbet  and  ices. 
He  used  to  ask  me  which  I  preferred,  and  went  so  far  in  his  solici- 
tude as  to  advise  me  which  would  be  better  for  my  health.  There- 
upon he  would  return  to  bed,  if  only  to  sleep  an  hour,  and  could  re- 
sume his  slumber  as  though  it  had  not  been  interrupted.  One  of  the 
imperial  cooks  used  to  sleep  near  the  larder  to  serve  such  refresh- 
ments as  might  be  asked  for  in  the  night. 

A  delightful  picture  of  Napoleon  at  his  ease  is  the  fol- 
lowing : 

He  used  sometimes  to  spend  whole  days  without  doing  any  work, 
yet  without  leaving  the  palace,  or  even  his  work-room.  In  these  days 
of  leisure,  which  was  but  apparent,  for  it  usually  concealed  an  in- 
crease of  cerebral  activity,  Napoleon  appeared  embarrassed  how  to 
spend  his  time.  He  would  go  and  spend  an  hour  with  the  empress, 
then  he  would  return,  and,  sitting  down  on  the  settee,  would  sleep, 
or  appear  to  sleep,  for  a  few  minutes.  He  would  then  come  and 
seat  himself  on  the  corner  of  my  writing-table,  or  on  one  of  the 
arms  of  my  chair,  or  sometimes  even  on  my  knees.  He  would  then 
put  his  arm  around  my  neck  and  amuse  himself  by  gently  pulling  my 
ear,  or  by  patting-me  on  the  shoulder  or  on  the  cheek.  He  would 
speak  to  me  of  all  sorts  of  disconnected  subjects — of  himself,  of  his 
manias,  of  his  constitution,  of  me,  or  of  some  plan  that  he  had  in  his 
head.     He  was  fond  of  teasing,  never  bitterly  or  nastily,  but,  on  the 

j  contrary,  with  a  certain  amount  of  kindness  and  accompanied  with 

I  loud  laughter. 

When  he  was  tired  of  reading  or  reciting,  he  would  begin  to  sing 
in  a  strong,  but  false,  voice.     When  he  had  nothing  to  trouble  him, 

I  or  he  was  pleased  with  what  he  was  thinking  about,  it  was  shown  in 
the  choice  of  his  songs.     These  would  be  airs  from  "  Le  Devin  du 

j  Village,"  or  other  old  operas.     One  of  his  favorite  songs  was  about 

I  a  girl  who  was  cured  by  her  lover  of  a  sting  from  a  winged  insect.  It 
was  a  kind  of  anacreontic  ode,  and  consisted  of  one  verse  only.  It 
ended  with  this  line  : 

"  A  kiss  from  his  lips  was  the  doctor  in  this  case." 

Once  only  was  Meneval  in  disfavor.  Napoleon  objected 
to  some  of  his  associations  and  to  what  he  called  his  neglect 
of  duty.  But  after  once  scolding  him,  there  were  no  further 
frowns  : 

As  a  matter  of  fact,  he  came  to  his  cabinet  in  the  evening,  remaining 
there  a  quarter  of  an  hour  before  calling  me.  When  I  came  in  to  his 
summons,  he  received  me  in  the  most  cordial  manner  possible,  calling 
me  his  "  Dear  M6nevalot " — dear  little  Meneval — a  term  of  friendship 
which  he  often  used  toward  me,  made  no  further  allusion  to  the  griev- 
ances of  the  day,  and  tried  to  make  me  forget  them.  There  ended 
this  quarrel,  which  was  never  renewed  during  the  long  years  which 
Providence  destined  me  still  to  pass  with  him.  I  never  ceased  to  find 
him  good,  patient,  and  indulgent  in  his  treatment  of  me.  I  had  occa- 
sion afterward,  I  do  not  remember  in  what  connection,  to  allude  to 
this  scene.  "My dear  Meneval,"  he  said,  "there  are  circumstances 
in  which  it  is  necessary  for  me  to  put  my  confidence  in  quarantine." 
Of  Napoleon  in  anger  we  have  the  following  description  : 

When  excited  by  any  violent  passion,  his  face  assumed  an  even  ter- 
rible expression.  A  sort  of  rotary  movement  very  visibly  produced 
itself  on  his  forehead  and  between  his  eye-brows  ;  his  eyes  flashed 
fire  ;  his  nostrils  dilated,  swollen  with  the  inner  storm.  But  these 
transient  movements,  whatever  their  cause  may  have  been,  in  no  way 
brought  disorder  to  his  mind.  He  seemed  to  be  able  to  control  at 
will  these  explosions,  which,  by  the  way,  as  time  went  on,  became 
less  and  less  frequent.  His  head  remained  cool.  The  blood  never 
went  to  it,  flowing  back  to  the  heart.  In  ordinary  life  his  expression 
was  calm,  meditative,  and  gently  grave. 

Meneval  accompanied  Napoleon  to  Italy  at  the  time  of 
his  coronation  in  Milan  and  his  visit  to  the  field  of  Marengo. 
He  went  also  on  the  Austerlitz  campaign.  He  describes 
in  these  words  the  night  before  the  great  battle  : 

In  the  night  which  preceded  this  memorable  day,  the  emperor 
visited  the  bivouacs  of  his  troops  on  foot.  He  was  soon  recognized 
in  spite  of  his  incognito,  and  was  received  w:ith  an  enthusiasm  diffi- 
cult to  describe.  By  a  concerted  movement,  the  camp  was  suddenly 
illuminated  by  thousands  of  straw  torches  which  each  bivouac  raised 
aloft  to  salute  the  emperor  and  to  celebrate  the  anniversary  of  his 
coronation.  Napoleon,  deeply  touched  by  this  improvised  act  of 
homage,  expressed  his  regret,  on  returning  to  his  bivouac,  at  having 
on  the  morrow  to  fight  a  battle  which  would  rob  him  of  a  large  num- 
ber of  these  good  fellows,  and  added  that  he  considered  this  the  best 
evening  of  his  life.  The  sun  shone  the  next  morning  on  the  battle 
of  Austerlitz. 

An  important  chapter  is  devoted  to  the  execution  of  the 
Due  d'Enghien,  which  Meneval  calls  "an  act  of  severity  to 
which  Napoleon  was  impelled  by  a  combination  of  fatal  cir- 
cumstances, as  an  inflexible  interpretation  of  his  duties  as  the 
head  of  the  government,"  and  there  are  many  other  interest- 
ing passages  before  the  volume  closes  with  the  return  to 
Paris  after  the  battle  of  Austerlitz.  Two  others  are  expected 
to  follow  it  in  a  few  weeks. 


INDIVIDUALITIES. 


Ernest  Longfellow,  a  son  of  the  poet,  who  resides  in  Man- 
chester, Mass.,  has  no  literary-  ability,  but  is  an  extraordi- 
narily good  painter. 

In  his  own  town  of  Hartford  Mark  Twain  is  said  to  be 
more  noted  for  his  shrewd  bargains  and  his  picturesque  pro- 
fanity than  anything  else. 

Lord  Chief-Justice  Coleridge  was  the  only  person  who  ever 
had  the  honor  of  sitting  with  the  justices  of  the  Supreme 
Court  of  the  United  States  during  an  argument. 

King  Behanzin  of  Dahomey  is  described  as  a  good- 
looking  man,  fifty-five  years  old,  with  extremely  white  hair. 
He  is  almost  unable  to  walk,  as  he  has  been  carried  by  at- 
tendants the  greater  part  of  his  life.  Five  wives  have  ac- 
companied him  into  captivity. 

Sir  Wilfrid  Lawson,  who  has  introduced  into  Parliament 
a  bill  providing  that  when  the  queen  confers  any  title  here- 
after, the  reason  therefor  shall  be  officially  stated  to  and  be 
approved  by  Parliament,  has  a  baronetcy  that  is  said  to  have 
been  bought  by  one  of  his  ancestors  for  ten  thousand  dollars 
cash. 

The  present  executioner  in  Germany,  Herr  Reindel,  per- 
formed his  one  hundredth  execution  last  month,  and  numer- 
ous telegrams  of  congratulation  were  sent  to  him  from  vari- 
ous parts  of  the  kingdom.  An  hour  before  the  execution  he 
received  as  a  token  of  felicitation  and  good  wishes  a  superb 
basket  of  Marechal  Niel  roses. 

Val  —  Valentine  Cameron  —  Prinsep,  the  new  English 
Royal  Academician,  was  born  in  India  and  educated  for  the 
civil  service.  Inclination  and  study  made  him  an  artist. 
He  was  selected  by  the  queen  to  paint  a  picture  of  the 
durbar  at  which  she  was  proclaimed  Empress  of  India. 
He  is  a  novelist  as  well  as  a  painter. 

The  appointment  of  Lord  Wolseley  as  a  field-marshal  is 
supposed  to  be  significant  It  is  asserted  that  the  Duke  of 
Cambridge  intends  to  resign  the  commander-in-chief  ship  of 
the  British  army,  and  that  the  post  will  be  offered  to  Lord 
Wolseley  for  the  limited  period  of  five  years,  at  the  expira- 
tion of  which  the  Duke  of  Connaught  will  succeed  him. 

The  engagement  of  M.  Ernest  Carnot,  the  second  son  of 
the  late  French  president,  to  Mile.  Chiris,  daughter  of  the 
senator  of  the  Alpes-Maritimes  Department,  was  announced 
a  fortnight  before  the  assassination  of  bis  father.  President 
Carnot  had  two  other  sons,  Sadi,  an  officer  of  infantry,  and 
Francois,  a  pupil  engineer  in  the  Ecole  Centrale,  at  Paris. 

One  of  the  things  most  remembered  about  George  Pea- 
body  Wetmore,  who  has  just  been  elected  L'niled  States 
Senator  from  Rhode  Island,  is  that  his  wife,  while  at  Hom- 
burg,  was  invited  by  the  Prince  of  Wales  to  meet  him  at 
luncheon  and  refused.  It  is  said  that  the  prince  was  much  net- 
tled, and  directed  that  she  should  not  be  presented  at  court. 

Young  John  Jacob  Astor,  in  his  new  house  facing  Central 
Park,  has  carved  in  marble  on  the  outside  his  own  bust,  his 
wife's,  his  baby's,  his  father's,  his  grandfather's,  and  ever  so 
many  more.  Another  queer  feature  of  the  Astoral  archi- 
tecture is  the  capital  A's  which  dot  the  house  in  every  direc- 
tion, like  the  Napoleonic  N's  on  the  old  French  Empire 
furniture. 

Senator  John  Sherman  has  now  served  in  the  Senate  as 
long  as  Senator  Benton,  of  Missouri,  or  twenty-nine  years 
and  three  months,  only  he  has  not  served  that  period  continu- 
ously, as  Benton  did.  But  Sherman  has  received  six  elec- 
tions to  the  Senate,  and  William  R.  King,  of  Alabama,  is 
the  only  other  member  of  that  body  in  the  past  who  scored 
so  many  times. 

Count  Tolstoi  lives  in  Moscow  only  as  the  guest  of  his 
wife.  The  winter  residence  at  the  Russian  capital  was  built 
for  her  and  the  children,  who  grow  up  amid  all  the  pleasures 
and  joys  of  youth,  their  hermit-like  father  begrudging  them 
none  of  the  vanities  jf  the  world.  The  shoemaker  who 
taught  his  art  to  TolsUi  says  that  the  philosopher  is  too  slow 
a  workman  to  earn  hs  living  at  the  trade,  but  his  work  was 
sound,  and  he  never  tvears  shoes  other  than  his  own  make. 

Prince  Halm"  r"asha,  whose  death  has  been  announced 
from  Constantinople,  was  the  only  son  of  the  famous 
Mehemet  Ali,  ?nd,  though  of  slight  and  nervous  build,  was 
strong  and  fea-Iess.  When  a  train  in  which  he  was  travel- 
ing to  Alexaniria  ran  off  the  track  and  into  the  Nile,  he 
broke  his  wiy  through  the  car  window  and,  with  great 
difficulty,  maiaged  to  save  his  mameluke  attendant  as  well 
as  himself.  The  scars  he  received  at  that  time  he  carried 
the  rest  of  hs  life. 

Verdi  is  iiclined  to  be  parsimonious,  and  in  business  deal- 
ings he  striles  a  close  bargain.  He  lives  soberly  and  is  ab- 
stemious. His  first  breakfast  is  simply  a  cup  of  coffee  and, 
after  the  Ialian  fashion,  he  eats  more  cheese  and  eggs  than 
meat.  H<  has  a  bluntness  of  speech  that  can  hardly  be  re- 
garded as  agreeable.  At  a  rehearsal  of  "  Falstaff"  at  Milan 
the  singes  and  musicians  gave  him  an  ovation  when  he  en- 
tered the  opera-house.  In  response  he  said  :  "  I  thank  you 
all,  but  vill  thank  you  more  if  you  do  better  in  your  per- 
formances than  last  time." 

Max  Lebaudy,  the  young  French  millionaire  whose  bills 
have  won  him  much  notoriety  in  Paris,  finds  that  his  small 
staturr  and  palpitations  of  the  heart  will  not  save  him  from 
having  to  serve  three  years  in  the  army.  The  recruiting 
counal  before  which  he  went  decided  that  he  was  fit  for  a 
light -:avalry  regiment,  and  might  serve  as  an  t'claireur  or  a 
miliury  cyclist.  He  thought  he  had  smoked  himself  into 
heart  disease.  Naturally,  with  a  fortune  of  twenty-five  mill- 
ions of  francs,  he  is  disappointed  at  having  to  serve  as  a 
lan.er,  which  involves  cleaning  a  horse  and  other  stable 
duies.  He  intends  to  give  wtefeU  sportiqtu at  the  Maisons 
Lcfitte  before  going  to  be  drafted  into  a  regimenv 


THE        ARGONAUT. 


July  g,  1894. 


LITERARY    NOTES. 


Personal  and  Miscellaneous  Gossip. 
Professor  W.  M.  Sloane,  of  Princeton,  who  has 
been  engaged  for  several  years  on  a  life  of  Napo- 
leon, to  be  published  in  the  Century  Magazine,  will 
complete  his  manuscript  in  Europe  during  the  pres- 
ent season.  Two  of  the  Century's  staff  are  now  in 
Paris  making  arrangements  for  the  illustrations, 
which  will  form  an  important  element  in  the  interest 
of  this  new  Century  feature.  It  will  not  describe  a 
monster  like  Scott's  biography,  nor  a  demi-god  like 
Abbott's,  nor  an  Italian  bandit  like  Taine's,  nor  a 
bourgeois  like  Levy's,  but  a  human  personage  of 
unexampled  genius. 

Mine.  Octave  Feuillet  is  about  to  publish  in  Paris 
a  volume  entitled  "  Quelques  Ans  de  Ma  Vie,"  con- 
sisting of  letters  written  by  Octave  Feuillet  to  his 
wife  between  1862  and  i853  from  Compiegne  or 
Fontainebleau.  Portions  of  these  letters  already 
published  in  Figaro  and  the  Revue  de  Paris  reveal 
a  deal  of  snobbishness  in  M.  Feuillet. 

Mrs.  Harriet  Beecher  Stowe,  through  the  consid- 
eration of  the  publishers,  still  receives  royalties  on 
the  sales  of  "  Uncle  Tom's  Cabin,"  though  the 
copyright  expired  some  time  ago. 

Pierre  Loti,  who  reached  Constantinople  a  few 
days  ago  on  his  way  home  from  Arabia  and  the 
Holy  Land,  appears  to  have  given  up  his  idea  of 
visiting  Russia  this  year.  He  is  now  staying  at 
Broussa,  in  Asia  Minor,  whence  he  will  return  direct 
to  France. 

Arsene  Houssaye,  the  librettist  and  writer,  is  now 
eighty  years  old. 

Marion  Crawford  has  written  a  short  novel, 
called  "  Love  in  Idleness,"  which  will  be  printed 
in  the  Century,  beginning  with  the  number  for 
July.  It  relates  to  life  in  Bar  Harbor.  Several 
characters  from  ' '  Katharine  Lauderdale "  are 
brought  into  the  tale. 

"Miss  Hurd  :  An  Enigma"  is  the  title  of  the 
new  story  which  is  to  be  brought  out  shortly  by 
Mrs.  Rohlfs,  author  of  "  The  Leavenworth 
Case." 

Queen  Victoria  should  be  numbered  among  the 
contributors  to  the  "  Dictionary  of  National  Biog- 
raphy." One  of  the  biographies  having  been  sub- 
mitted to  her  in  manuscript,  she  returned  it  with 
corrections  and  additions  in  her  own  hand.  A 
guess  at  the  particular  biography  thus  treated  is 
that  it  was  Sir  William  Knollys's,  and  that  among 
other  additions  by  her  was  the  following  : 

"Though  Lord  Hardinge  was  then  commander-in- 
chief,  the  principal  moving  spirit,  as  regarded  the  practi- 
cal training  of  the  troops,  was  Prince  Albert,  and  from 
him  Knollys  received  the  most  encouraging  support 
against  the  ill-will  and  obstruction  of  which  Aldershot,  at 
that  time  unpopular  with  the  public,  was  the  object." 

Howard  Seeley,  author  of  "  A  Lone  Star  Bo- 
Peep,"  which  appeared  in  the  Argonaut  some  years 
ago,  and  of  other  novels  and  tales,  committed 
suicide  at  his  home  in  Brooklyn,  N.  Y.,  a  fortnight 
ago,  while  temporarily  insane. 

The  Century  for  July  contains  the  first  part  of  a 
story  by  Mrs.  Burton  Harrison,  "  A  Bachelor 
Maid,"  the  thesis  of  which  is  the  revolt  of  woman 
against  the  alleged  impositions  of  matrimony. 

Miss  Beatrice  Harraden  writes  to  the  Critic  that 
the  other  stories  included  in  a  little  book  just  issued 
by  J.  S.  Ogilvie  under  the  name  of  "  'The  Um- 
brella Mender,'  by  Beatrice  Harraden,  author  of 
'  Ships  that  Pass  in  the  Night,'  "  were  tiot  written 
by  her,  though  the  title-page  is  so  woided  as  to 
deceive  the  reader  into  thinking  that  they\are  bers. 
The  publication  of  the  book  is,  of  course,  entirely 
unauthorized. 

The  boys  of  Harrow  School,  England,  are  laising 
money  to  erect  a  monument  over  the  grave V  R. 
M.  Ballantyne,  the  writer  of  boys'  stories.  Roben 
Louis  Stevenson  thinks  it  would  be  w%er  to  giv^ 
the  money  to  the  novelist's  family. 

Count  Tolstoi'  is  writing  a  "cosmopolitan  drama," 
which  he  says  is  to  be  the  last  of  his  works. 

The  story  of  how  Balzac  dragged  Leon  Gozlan 
half  over  Paris  and  was  rewarded  by  finding 
"Marcas"  over  a  tailor's  shop,  recalls  a  similar 
story  of  Flaubert  and  M.  Zola.  Both  novelists 
were  engaged  in  writing  a  book,  and  the  living  nov- 
elist described  to  his  friend  the  part  allotted  to  one 
of  his  characters,  for  whom  he  had  just  found  the 
name  of  Bouvard  : 

"  Some  days  later  a  common  friend  came  to  Zola,  inform- 
ing him  that  Flaubert  was  in  despair;  that  Bouvard  was 
precisely  the  name  he  had  fixed  upon  for  one  of  the  char- 
acters in  his  own  book ;  that  it  had  cost  him  six  years  of 
research  and  labor  to  find  it ;  that  he  had  discovered  it  at 
last  in  Normandy,  in  a  village  near  Vvetot,  and  could 
never  hope  to  replace  it.  It  was  all  over  with  him  if  he 
could  no  longer  couple  the  name  of  Bouvard  with  that  of 
Pecuchet,  for  together  they  were  the  key-stone  of  the 
work. 

' '  '  Well,  said  Zola,  gravely  and  sadly,  after  a  long  pause, 
'let  him  have  it.  But  1  must  love  him  very  dearly  to  give 
up  such  a  unique  and  unapproachable  name  as  Bouvard. 
However,  it  belongs  to  an  idiot  whose  sign  1  can  see  every 
day  from  my  windows.'  The  news  of  the  concession  was 
carried  to  Flaubert,  who  immediately  started  to  embrace 
and  thank  his  friend,  fully  appreciating  his  disinterested- 
ness, and  frankly  confessing  his  inability  to  have  done  the 
same." 

Dr.  Dale,  a  London  journalist,  who  has  written 
book  reviews  for  the  greater  part  of   a  long  life- 
time, savs  it  is  his  belief  that  by  far  the  greatest 
of  books  are  written  by  men  and  women 


who  are  not  "quite  right"  in  their  minds.  Writ- 
ing and  publishing  books,  Dr.  Dale  considers,  is 
one  of  the  most  harmless  ways  in  which  such  per- 
sons can  spend  their  time. 

The  Century  for  July  has  the  following  table  of 
contents  ■ 

Portrait  of  Thomas  William  Parsons,  frontispiece,  a 
foot-note  by  Thomas  Bailey  Aldrich  ;  "  Coasting  by  Sor- 
rento and  Amalfi,"  by  F.  Marion  Crawford  ;  "  The  High- 
Road  from  Salerno  to  Sorrento,"  by  J.  Howe  Adams; 
"Franz  Schubert,"  by  Antonin  Dvorak;  "The  Evolu- 
tion of  a  Battle-Ship,"  by  Albert  Franklin  Matthews ; 
"Susanna,"  by  Nannie  A.  Cox;  "'The  Star-Spangled 
Banner,'  "  by  John  C.  Carpenter  ;  "Old  Dutch  Masters  : 
Jacob  Van  Ruisdael,"  with  an  engraving  by  the  author, 
by  Timothy  Cole  ;  "A  Cumberland  Vendetta  "—Part  II., 
by  John  Fox,  Jr.;  "  Present-Day  Papers,"  the  Attack  on 
the  Senate,  by  Charles  Dudley  Warner;  "  What  German 
Cities  Do  for  Their  Citizens,"  by  Albert  Shaw;  "Across 
Asia  on  a  Bicycle,  Through  Persia  to  Samarkand  " — III., 
by  Thomas  Gaskell  Allen,  Jr.,  and  William  Lewis 
Sachtleben ;  "Love  in  Idleness,  a  Fortnight  at  Bar 
Harbor" — I.,  by  F.  Marion  Crawford;  "An  Unexpected 
Legacy,"  by  Alice  Turner;  "Superstitions  of  the  Sea," 
by  J.  D.  Jerrold  Kelley  ;  "A  Bachelor  Maid  "—I. ,  by 
Mrs.  Burton  Harrison  ;  "Painting  at  the  Fair,"  Pictures 
by  Bruno  Liljefors,  Josef  Israels,  Winslow  Homer,  and 
Agnes  Steineger.  by  John  C.  Van  Dyke;  "A  German 
Comic  Paper,  Flvgcndc  Blatter"  by  William  D.  Ell- 
wanger  and  Charles  Mulford  Robinson;  "Celebrating 
the  Fourth  in  Antwerp,  Artists'  Adventures,"  by  George 
Wharton  Edwards;  "Her  Mother's  Success,"  by  Viola 
Roseboro' ;  verses  by  Edith  M.  Thomas,  Hildegarde 
Hawthorne,  Henry  Tyrrell,  and  Richard  Burton  ;  and  the 
departments. 

Benjamin  Kidd,  whose  volume,  "Social  Evolu- 
tion," has  recently  attracted  much  attention  and 
praise,  is  in  the  British  civil  service,  and  holds  an 
appointment  at  Somerset  House. 

Alphonse  Daudet  is  quoted  in  McClurc's  Maga- 
zine as  saying  that,  since  1878,  he  has  never  made 
less  than  a  hundred  thousand  francs  a  year  from 
his  plays  and  novels.  "  When  the  fit  is  upon  me," 
he  says,  "I  allow  nothing  to  interrupt  me,  not 
even  leaving  my  writing-table  for  meals.  I  have 
my  food  brought  to  my  desk,  eat  hurriedly,  and 
set  to  work  before  digestion  begins."  It  is  not  to 
be  wondered  at  that  M.  Daudet  is  now  a  sick 
man. 

Kate  Chopin,  the  name  attached  to  "Bayou 
Folk,"  is  not,  it  appears,  a  nom  de  plume.  She 
was  Miss  Kate  O'Flaherty,  of  St.  Louis,  who,  not- 
withstanding her  name,  had  a  mixed  Irish,  French, 
and  American  parentage.  She  married  a  Louisian- 
ian  by  the  name  of  Chopin,  and  lived,  until  the 
death  of  her  husband,  at  Natchitoches.  Five  sons 
and  a  daughter  so  absorbed  her  life  that  she  has 
only  recently  turned  her  attention  to  writing.  "A 
No  'Count  Creole,"  published  in  the  Century,  was 
her  first  success.  Her  collected  stories,  "Bayou 
Folk,"  have  given  her  a  wider  fame. 

The  only  literary  debt  which  Charlotte  Bronte 
owed  to  her  father  has  been  discovered  —  the 
phrase  "  To  the  finest  fibre  of  my  nature."  This  is 
what  Jane  Eyre  says  to  Rochester  when  he  asks 
her  if  he  suits  her,  and  it  appears  in  an  early  poem 
of  the  Rev.  Patrick  Bronte". 

Letters  of  Edgar  Allan  Poe— which  were  dis- 
covered by  W.  M.  Griswold,  of  Cambridge,  among 
the  papers  of  his  father,  Dr.  Rufus  Griswold, 
Poe's  biographer — are  to  be  edited  bv  Professor 
George  E.  Woodberry  and  to  be  published  for  the 
first  time  in  the  Century.  Thev  will  appear  in 
three  parts,  relating  separately  to  Poe's  life  in 
Richmond,  Philadelphia,  and  New  York. 


New  Publications. 
"  The    Romance    of   a   Transport,"    one    of    W. 
Clark  Russell's  recent  novels  of  the  sea,  has  been 
issued  by  the  Cassell    Publishing  Company,   New 
York  ;  price,  $1.00. 

"The  Husband  of  One  Wife,"  a  novel  by  Mrs. 
Venn,  has  for  its  heroine  a  woman — a  bourgeois 
Englishwoman— who  comes  to  the  conclusion  that 
one  person  can  love  more  than  one  other  person,  in 
different  ways  but  equally,  wholly,  in  fact.  Pub- 
lished in  the  Franklin  Square  Library  by  Harper  & 
Brothers,  New  York  ;  price,  60  cents. 

The  eleventh  and  twelfth  parts  of  "  The  Book  of 
the  Fair,"  by  Hubert  Howe  Bancroft,  contain  the 
end  of  the  fourteenth,  all  of  the  fifteenth,  and  sev- 
eral pages  of  the  sixteenth  chapters,  in  which  are 
(treated   the    machinery   exhibits — notably   in   elec- 
trical science — the  Agricultural  Building,   and  the 
isplays  of  mines,  mining,   and  metallurgy.     The 
:xt  is  a  careful  description  of  the  exposition,  and 
tie  illustrations,  for  the  most  part  reproduced  from 
piotographs,  are  of   a  high   order   of  excellence. 
Tie  work  will  be  completed  in  twenty-five  parts  of 
fory  pages    each.     Published    by    The    Bancroft 
Conpany,  Chicago  ;  price,  $1.00  per  part. 

ational  Railways,"  by  James  Hole,  is  an  ar- 
gument for  State  ownership.  It  is  a  very  thorough 
consideration  of  the  subject,  being  digested  from 
rery  extensive  data  taken  from  a  wide  range  of 
modert;  authorities.  An  idea  of  its  scope  may  be 
had  frdm  the  chapter-heads,  which,  after  the  intro- 
ductory^ statement,  are:  "American  Experience," 
"  English  Experience,"  "Competition  or  Amalga- 
mation, '\"  The  Third-Class  Passenger."  "Indian 
Experience,"  "  Colonial  Experience,"  "  Foreign 
Experienos,"  "  The  New  Railway  Rates,"  and 
"  Railway  ^Improvement  Capable  of  Further  Im- 
provement!'  Published  by  Cassell  &  Co.,  Lon- 
don ;  priceL}  shillings. 

The   leadhg   and    titular    story   in    "A    Burnc- 
Jones  Head  and  Other  Sketches,"  by  Clara  Sher- 


wood Rollins,  is  an  eposide  in  the  life  of  a  man 
and  a  tragedy  in  that  of  a  woman.  She  is  a  great 
beauty  and  has  come  to  New  York  to  cultivate  her 
voice;  the  man  meets  her,  has  her  "taken  up" 
by  his  friends  and  made  much  of  until  his  atten- 
tions become  so  marked  that  she  loses  caste.  The 
crisis  comes  on  the  night  she  is  making  her  debut 
in  an  opera  a  friend  has  composed  and  she  over- 
hears the  women  discussing  her.  She  almost 
breaks  down,  but  scores  an  artistic  triumph  in  the 
end.  She  is  taken  home  to  her  boarding-house 
by  the  man,  and  next  day  her  husband  comes  and 
takes  her  home  to  Keokuk,  la.,  and  domesticity. 
There  are  five  other  tales  in  the  book.  Published 
by  Lovell,  Coryell  &  Co.,  New  York ;  price, 
Si. 00. 

"  Struthers,"  by  Anna  Bowman  Dodd,  author  of 
"  Cathedral  Days,"  is  a  social  comedy  with  a  bitter 
after-taste  to  it.  It  chronicles  the  attempt  of  Jona- 
than Struthers  to  get  into  "society."  He  cuts  his 
friends  in  Tenth  Street,  having  money  galore,  and 
moves  into  Fifth  Avenue.  For  the  sake  of  his  pretty 
wife,  Phinie,  he  is  taken  up  by  a  fast  set,  and  they 
get  along  swimmingly  until  she  and  he  resent  the 
liberties  a  man  of  social  importance  takes  with 
Phinie.  Then  they  go  to  London  and  finally  to 
Paris,  where  at  last  Phinie  shows  that  she  has 
learned  her  lesson,  and  the  pleasures  of  society  that 
she  had  endured  for  her  husband's  sake  she  now 
seeks  for  her  own.  It  is  a  clever  story  in  some  re- 
spects, though  overdrawn.  In  the  same^volume  is 
a  second  story,  "  The  Comedy  of  the  Masked  Mu- 
sicians." Published  by  Lovell,  Coryell  &  Co.,  New 
York  ;  price,  $2.00. 

"The  Life  of  St.  Francis  of  Assisi,"  by  Paul 
Sabatier,  is  one  of  the  most  popular  and  highly 
praised  books  recently  published  in  France.  It  is 
the  result  of  patient  research  that  has  brought  to 
light  much  new  material  which  will  commend  it  as 
the  work  of  a  modern,  scientific  historian,  and  it 
is  written  with  a  strong  sympathy  that  has  greatly 
pleased  the  new  ascetics  of  this  sybaritic  century- 
end.  St.  Francis  was  the  son  of  a  wealthy  mer- 
chant who  took  pride  in  his  son's  association  with 
the  young  nobles  of  his  day  ;  but  in  an  illness 
consequent  on  his  dissipations  the  young  man  re- 
flected on  the  emptiness  of  the  pleasures  he  in- 
dulged in,  and  on  his  recovery  began  an  "  Imitatio 
Christi,"  which  was  not,  like  that  of  Thomas  a 
Kempis,  written,  but  lived.  He  founded  the 
Franciscan  order,  and  performed  great  services  to 
the  church  in  a  time  when  it  was  weakened  by 
simony  and  corruption.  The  work  has  been  trans- 
lated into  English  by  Louise  Seymour  Houghton, 
and  is  published  by  Charles  Scribner's  Sons,  New 
York  ;  price,  $2.50. 

The  two  latest  issues  of  the  Unknown  Library 
are  amusing  little  tales,  well  suited  to  summer  read- 
ing. "Chaperoned:  A  Brief  Page  from  a  Sum- 
mer Romance,"  is  the  story  of  a  girl  at  a  summer 
resort  who  inspires  a  lively  passion  in  the  heart  of  a 
voung  phvsician  and  is  herself  scratched  by  an 
arrow  from  the  blind  god's  bow  ;  but  her  experi- 
enced chaperon  aids  the  suit  of  a  triple  millionaire 
and  the  girl  is  on  the  point  of  becoming  Mrs.  J. 
Waterbury  Slack,  when  an  undivorced  Mrs.  Slack 
No.  1  appears,  whereupon  the  summer  girl's  affec- 
tions revert  to  the  physician.  "Wanted,  a  Copy- 
ist," by  W.  H.  Brearley,  is  a  lively  farce,  founded 
on  a  young  man's  mistake  in  feminine  human 
nature.  He  advertises  for  a  copyist,  and,  receiving 
forty  replies,  accepts  one,  and — he  is  business-man- 
ager of  a  paper — gratuitously  inserts  advertise- 
ments of  all  the  others,  giving  the  ladies'  names 
and  addresses  in  full.  This,  of  course,  stirs  up  a 
hornet's  nest,  and  the  ensuing  scenes  are  further 
complicated  by  a  reporter  on  a  rival  paper,  an 
editor,  an  irascible  papa,  and  others.  Published 
by  the  Cassell  Publishing  Company,  New  York  ; 
price,  50  cents  each. 


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The  Story  of  a  New  York  Girl, 
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A  Novel  of  Bar  Harbor, 
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July  9,  1894. 


THE        ARGONAUT. 


9 


VANITY    FAIR. 


The  days  of  pastels  and  miniatures  on  ivory 
have  faded  away,  like  the  legion  of  fair  women 
they  reproduced  in  coloring1  more  soft  and  delicate 
than  the  palettes  of  our  modern  artists  can  boast 
of.  They  idealized  the  plainest  woman,  giving  a 
flower-like  bloom  to  her  face,  an  elegance  to  every 
contour.  The  gift  of  a  miniature  was  often  price- 
less and  portable  withal,  for  a  man  could  carry  the 
image  of  his  lady-love  in  his  waistcoat -pocket, 
packed  securely  in  its  tiny  velvet  icrin,  and  rely 
upon  the  fact  that  half  a  dozen  of  his  friends  were 
not  so  blessed  ;  for  in  those  times  photography 
had  not  popularized  beauty  and  cheapened  its 
market  value.  When  a  woman  has  the  misfortune 
to  be  quite  beautiful  (it  is  a  misfortune  by  times) 
every  one — and  her  sweet  self  above  all — craves 
to  have  that  loveliness  immortalized  and  propa- 
gated among  her  friends  and  adorers.  If  she 
have  classical  features,  her  fancy  will  turn  to  a 
bust  in-marble.  If  coloring  be  her  chief  charm, 
she  will  dream  of  being  painted  by  the  celebrated 
So-and-So.  This  will  be  the  imperishable  monu- 
ment erected  to  her  own  vanity — the  future  joy  and 
despair  of  her  old  age  ;  but  for  the  common  herd, 
how  hunger^or  her  likeness,  photography  becomes 
a  necessity.  The  earlier  photographs  —  plain, 
simple,  and  unvarnished — were  uncompromisingly 
accurate.  They  picked  out  and  underlined  every 
mark  of  care  and  age.  Aye,  they  showed  more  ; 
for  the  cruel  camera  revealed  carefully  veiled  sins. 
This  could  not,  of  course,  last  long  ;  so  we  took  to 
re-touching  them — arched  the  drooping  lips,  tapered 
the  thick  waist ;  but,  the  process  still  proving  un- 
satisfactorily true,  we  invented  the  artistic  photog- 
rapher. This  genius  turns  out  lovely  women  in  im- 
possible attitudes,  who  are  in  nowise  like  ourselves, 
but  vet  so  dreamily  sweet  and  ethereal  that  we  are 
satisfied  to  label  them  with  our  own  personality, 
thinking  we  may  sometimes  look  like  that — be- 
cause, after  all,  the  fidelity  of  photography  is  un- 
erring ;  and  our  friends  are  blessed  with  our  effigy 
in  various  impossible  attitudes  suggested  by  remin- 
iscences of  popular  engravings. 


The  Washington  newspapers  always  take  occa- 
sion to  gibe  at  senators  and  representatives  when 
the  first  hot  spell  drives  them  out  of  waistcoats  and 
into  flannel  suits.  Mr.  Reed's  appearance  in  the 
Speaker's  chair  with  a  sash  around  his  voluminous 
waist  marked  an  epoch  in  the  history  of  legislation 
— he  was  the  first  and  has  been  the  last  to  dare  such 
a  thing.  There  is  a  certain  laxity  (writes  the  Wash- 
ington correspondent  of  the  Boston  Transcript)  in 
the  code  of  dress  for  the  colts  of  the  Lower  House- 
but  until  the  last  few  years,  the  frock-coat  was  the 
modern  form  of  the  senatorial  toga.  In  these  de- 
generate days  the  senators  blossom  out  in  a  great 
variety  of  coats,  trousers,  waistcoats,  and  shoes  ;  but 
this  lapse  is  always  loudly  and  jeeringly  commented 
on.  Within  two  years  past  tan  shoes  have  appeared 
in  the  Senate,  and  gray  suits  and  blue-serge  suits, 
and  even  white  flannel  suits,  have  bloomed  in  that 
august  body  this  week.  In  the  House,  Mr.  Reed 
has  made  the  sensation  of  the  week  by  appearing 
with  a  pair  of  trousers  creased  at  the  sides  instead 
of  down  the  front — and  this  made  him  look  like  the 
fat  boy  in  "  Pickwick." 


According  to  a  fashionable  woman's  tailor,  re- 
cently interviewed,  lots  of  women  are  wearing 
trousers  at  home  nowadays,  society  girls  secretly 
donning  the  costume  of  the  sterner  sex,  with  great 
regularity,  in'  the  seclusion  of  boudoir  and  bed- 
room. It  is  also  quite  common  for  them  to  wear 
the  bifurcated  garments  when  calling  on  each 
other.     Only  the  more  daring  of  the  girls  have  as 


Pears' 

It  lasts  in- 
credibly. 


Best  soap 

in  the  WOrld 


yet  had  the  trousers  cut  in  the  same  way  as  those 
worn  by  their  fathers  and  brothers,  the  majority 
contenting  themselves  with  wearing  inexpressibles 
so  loose  as  to   deceive   the   eye  at  a  first  glance. 
Others  have  each  leg  of  the  garment  gathered  at 
the  ankle,  in  pretty  much  the  way  to  be  seen  in 
pictures  representing  Oriental   women.     Some   of 
the  girls  are  wearing  trousers  of  the  most  wonder- 
ful hues  in  their  own  rooms.     The  fabrics  thev  are 
made  of  are  just  as  wonderful  as  the  colors  woven 
in  them.     During  the  warm  spells  they  are  made  of 
the  richest  China  silks,  with   weird  and  most  re-  ' 
markable  flowers  upon  a  background  of  the  dainti- 
est blue  and  other  hues.     These  trousers  are  never 
intended  to  be  seen  by  the  male  eye.     Another,  ' 
and  by    far  more    attractive    male  attire  for   the 
ladies,  is  a  pair  of  tight-fitting  garments  of  blue,  I 
black,  and  fawn-colored  broadcloth.     These  trous- 
ers  are    also   made   of   velvet   and  of  heavy  silk.  . 
Sometimes    they   are  cut  short  at  the  knee,  and  ' 
others   extend   down   to  the   heels  of   the    dainty 
slipper,  just  exposing  an  inch  or  two  of  variegated-  \ 
colored  hose.     These  and  similar  eccentricities  of  ' 
apparel  are  not  at  all  rare  among  Brooklyn  girls,  ; 
one  of  whom,  according  to  a  Citizen  reporter,  said  ! 
frankly :    "  I    always    wear    trousers    in   my    own  i 
room.     They  are  so  much   more  comfortable  than  \ 
loose  wrappers.     A  wrapper  causes  a  great  deal  of  ! 
annoyance  when  one  wants  to    tumble  about  and 
be  comfortable.     Besides,  it  is  so  much  easier  to  i 
keep  the  trousers  clean  and  neat.     The  skirt  will 
scrape  up  every  conceivable  kind  of  dirt  that  may 
have  settled  on  the  floor.      There   is  nothing  im- 
modest about  my  trousers  ;  but  it  would  be  very 
unusual   for    me   to  appear   at   dinner  with  them. 
These  costumes  are  really  much  cheaper  than  the  ' 
flimsy   dressing-gown   that  makes  one  look  like  a 
rag-baby.      One  pair  of  loose-fitting,   comfortable 
trousers,  gathered  at  the  knee  or  ankle  and  held  at 
the  waist  by  a  silk  sash,  will  last  for  an  almost  in- 
definite period  and  give  the  wearer  comfort  a  few 
hours  each  dav  at  least." 


glancing  at  herself  with  some  satisfaction  in  the 
mirror,  she  went  to  her  top  bureau  drawer,  pulled 
it  open,  and  taking  out  a  large,  broad,  black  rib- 
bon, tied  it  on  the  bouquet  instead  of  the  white 
ribbon.  Then  she  got  up  on  the  throne,  and  all 
the  countesses  and  duchesses  who  write  for  the  soci- 
ety papers  fell  to  gushing  over  the  marvelous  origi- 
nality of  the  princess  in  tying  a  black  ribbon  to  a 
bouquet  of  white  roses  instead  of  a  white  one,  and 
all  London  was  set  agog.  Three  weeks  later,  the 
Russian  Embassador  gave  a  reception,  which  was 
attended  by  all  the  members  of  the  British  aris- 
tocracy of  any  importance,  and,  to  the  surprise  of 
the  embassador,  about  three-fourths  of  the  women 
sailed  in  with  long,  funeral-black  sashes  tied  to 
their  bouquets. 


An  effort  will  be  made  to  have  the  carriage- 
builders  turn  out  a  new  style  of  brougham  this 
year,  to  replace  the  present  cooped-up  and  curious- 
looking  sedan-chairs  on  wheels  which  are  so  much 
in  vogue.  The  old  type  of  brougham  was  copied 
extensively  by  the  cab  companies,  and  public  cabs 
were  turned  out  looking  so  much  like  private  car- 
riages that  an  effort  was  made  by  the  builders  to 
introduce  a  special  style  of  brougham.  They 
adopted  the  sedan-chair  model,  with  a  long  body 
and  small  windows.  As  time  passed  on.  the  body 
was  made  longer  and  the  windows  smaller,  until 
people  riding  in  a  brougham  had  only  a  small 
peep-hole  through  which  to  look  out  into  the 
world.  There  is  a  reaction  against  these  vehicles 
now,  as  society  women  wish  to  see  and  to  be  seen 
when  they  are  driving. 


"  It  would  probably  sound  strange  to  you,"  said 
a  New  York  florist  to  a  Sun  reporter,  "to  have  a 
customer  ask  me  to   '  Please  send  immediately  to 

Mrs. ,  at  such  and  such  an  address  in  Paris, 

a  dozen  American  Beauty  roses,  and  please  have 
them  there  in  time  for  dinner,'  but  such  orders  are 
very  common.  Our  customer  does  not  ask  me  how 
I  am  going  to  deliver  to  her  friend  in  Paris  a  dozen 
roses  in  time  for  dinner,  but  she  does  know  that 
within  five  or  six  hours  after  she  left  her  order,  her 
friend,  three  thousand  miles  away,  received  a  dozen 
roses  with  her  card  attached.  This  sending  of 
flowers  by  telegraph  has  become  an  important 
branch  of  the  florist's  trade.  The  idea  of  filling 
orders  by  telegraph  or  cablegram  is  just  about  two 
years  old.  but  not  until  lately  has  international  trad- 
ing in  flowers  become  perfected.  A  few  years  ago, 
the  idea  of  sending  flowers  to  a  person  beyond  a 
short  distance  from  your  residence  would  be  laughed 
at,  but  now  it  is  as  easy  and  only  a  little  more  ex- 
pensive to  send  flowers  to  an  address  in  any  part  of 
the  United  States  or  Europe  as  to  an  address  across 
your  street.  The  International  Florists'  League 
grew  out  of  orders  sent  at  a  great  distance,  which 
were  filled  through  the  medium  of  prominent  bank- 
ing houses.  In  every  large  city  in  this  country  and 
in  Europe  a  first-class  florist  represents  the  Inter- 
national Florists'  League,  and  the  florists  order 
through  each  other  by  telegraph,  letter,  or  cable- 
gram. In  the  United  States,  the  system  works  to 
perfection.  You  can  order  flowers  in  New  York  for 
an  address  in  Chicago  and  have  it  filled  and  deliv- 
ered in  two  hours.  We  had  several  orders  to-day 
from  the  Far  West  for  flowers  to  be  delivered  on 
outgoing  steamers.  A  new  feature  of  the  interstate 
florist  trade  is  the  credit  system.  A  customer  of 
mine,  in  going  on  a  tour  through  this  country,  can 
take  with  him  a  check-book  permitting  him  to  draw- 
on  any  representative  of  the  union  for  a  certain 
amount  of  flowers.  The  receipts  are  sent  to  me,  and 
the  customer  settles  with  me  when  he  returns." 


At  a  recent  Drawing  Room  in  London,  the 
queen  was  ill  or  indolent,  and  the  Princess  of  Wales 
received  for  her  majesty.  Just  before  the  princess 
started  the  function  off",  she  came  to  the  conclusion 
that  the  white  gown,  white  diamonds,  and  white 
lace  which  she  wore  gave  her  a  general  character- 
less appearance.  She  also  had  a  huge  bouquet  of 
white_froses£tied  |with    a    while     ribbon.      After 


"  It  is  the  tie,"  writes  "  Him  "  in  Vogue,  "  which 
stamps  the  seal  upon  a  man's  individuality.  It  is 
only  a  sloven,  a  man  badly  turned  out  and  disgrace- 
fully groomed,  who  will  rush  into  a  shop  and  take 
the  very  first  tie  which  comes  under  his  nose.  A 
man  who  trusts  the  tradesman  for  guidance  and  ad- 
vice shows  want  of  firmness  of  character  and  a  com- 
plete lack  of  judgment.  The  man  who  allows  a 
woman  to  select  his  ties  for  him  is  weak  and  of  no 
possible  account.  For  this  reason  I  think  that  it  is 
almost  better  to  have  your  ties  made  than  to  trust 
buying  them  in  a  shop.  A  well-dressed  man,  how- 
ever, should  collect  ties  as  he  collects  old  china,  old 
silver,  rare  books,  or  bric-a-brac.  For  this  reason, 
although  I  have  the  majority  of  my  ties  made  to 
order,  still,  should  I  pass  a  shop  or  go  into  one  and 
find  something  that  I  think  I  would  like,  I  purchase 
it  with  avidity.  The  only  trouble  about  buying  ties 
in  shops  is  that  they  are  duplicated,  and  you  do  not 
know  who  may  be  seen  with  a  tie  like  yours.  You 
can,  at  some  of  the  smart  shops,  have  your  orders 
for  ties  taken,  and  the  samples  sent  to  your  cham- 
bers for  selection.  A  number  of  well-turned-out 
men  do  not  even  trust  this,  as  there  is  danger  of 
duplication.-  They  have  their  own  special  tie- 
makers.  Of  course  a  tradesman,  or  rather  an  ar- 
tist— because  he  is  no  more  one  of  the  tradespeople 
than  would  be  a  modiste  or  a  milliner— of  this  class 
has  neither  show-rooms  nor  shop  of  any  description. 
He  wants  only  the  very  best  people,  and  a  man 
must  be  introduced  before  he  can  become  a 
patron.  One  of  my  tiemakers  lives  in  a  pretty  apart- 
ment on  a  fashionable  side  street.  His  name — 
nothing  more — is  on  a  silver  plate  at  the  door,  and 
it  would  not  give  the  slightest  indication  as  to  his  call- 
ing. He  is  well  dressed,  polite,  and,  as  his  cus- 
tomers include  a  number  of  the  best  men  in  town, 
he  has  a  certain  little  fund  of  gossip  and  a  certain 
knowledge  of  what  is  going  on.  He,  of  course,  is 
never  familiar.  You  are  received  in  his  sitting- 
room,  which  has  a  piano,  photographs,  engravings, 
and  which  is  furnished  in  excellent  taste.  After 
cigarettes  and  a  bit  of  general  gossip,  your  '  host ' 
proceeds  to  business  and  brings  out  the  samples 
from  which  you  are  to  choose.  You  can  easily 
make  a  selection  of  patterns  from  the  hundred  or 
more  samples  set  before  you.  After  you  have 
given  your  order,  you  leave  with  that  sense  of 
satisfaction  that  whatever  you  may  order,  that  will 
be  chic  and  in  vogue.  Your  furnisher  has  a 
clientele  to  please  which  will  not  brook  any  mis- 
take, any  error,  and  which  is  above  being  imposed 
upon  by  the  speculations  of  the  wholesale  trade  or 
the  promises  of  manufacturers.  He  goes  to  Lon- 
don and  to  Paris  twice  a  year,  selects  his  samples 
and  orders  bis  goods,  and  notes  what  men  wear 
and  not  what  haberdashers  display." 


A  Wellesley  College  girl  tells  of  a  bright  saying  | 
of  one  of  their  number.     The  class  was  selecting  a  I 
motto,  and  "  To  thy  own  self  be  true  "was  suggested,  I 
after  a  number  of  others  had   been   disapproved 
of.  and  met  with  quite  a  favorable  reception  till  a 
young  lady  arose  and  said  she  hardly  thought  that 
appropriate  for  a  young  ladies'  seminary.     "  For  it  I 
shall  follow,  as  the  night  the  day,  thou  wilt  not  then 
be  false  to  any  man."     Amid  great  applause,  they 
discarded  that  motto. 


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•'Do  you  suffer  with  indigestion,  dyspep- 
sia, disordered  stomach,  constipation?  If 
so,  use  it  for  dinner  instead  of  Meat  Soups." 


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on  file. 


GROCERS— lOc.  and  20c-.  can. 

SOZODONT 

A  GRATEFUL  ODOR, 

Indicative  of  health  and  purity,  is  communicated 
to  the  mouth  by  the  aromatic 

SOZODONT 

which  makes  the  teeth  as  white  and  as  radiant 
as  polished  porcelain,  and  contains  no  ingredient 
that  is  not  highly  beneficial  to  both  gums  and  teeth. 
The  Lyric  and  Dramatic  professions  are  loud  in 
their  praises  of 

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^IEXjIED        SE]VEINAR."F 
1835  Telegraph    Avenue,  Oakland,  Cal. 

A    BOARDING-SCHOOL    FOR    GlRLS. 

Twenty-Third  year.  This  school  offers  superior  ad- 
vantages to  those  desiring  a  thorough  education.  All 
departments  in  charge  of  specialists.  Native  teachers  in 
French  and  German.  Special  advantages  in  vocal  and 
instrumental  music  and  in  art. 

Particular  attention  given   to  health,  general  culture, 
and  social  training.     Buildings  inviting  and  comfortable, 
grounds  ample  and  attractive.     For  circular,  address 
MRS.  \V.   P.   HVUE.   Principal. 

TRINITY    SCHOOL, 

Removed      to     3300     Washington      street . 
Corner  Central   Avenue. 


EIGHTEENTH    YEAR. 


Christina^  Term  begins  Wednesday.  August   ist,  1894. 

Accredited  School  with  California  and   Leland  Stanford 
Universities. 
REV.  DR.  E.  B.  SPALDING.  Rector. 

PHILIP    KRALL, 
Teacher  of  Piano, 

Kullak  Method.     S4.no    A     LESSON. 

735a  Bills  Mreet. 


H.  B.  PASMORE, 

Teacher  of  Singing  (Shakespearean  method)  and  Theory. 
Fridays  and  Saturdays  during  June  and  July. 
1424  Washington  Street. 


MISS  BOLTE'S  SCHOOL,  2428  Buchanan 
Street.  A  refined  Christian  home,  with  best  edu- 
cational advantages.  Board,  English.  French,  German, 
Music.  Dancing,  $30  per  month.  Highest  San  Francisco 
references.     New  term  July  9th.     Coach  calls. 

MISS    CAROLINE    SHINDLER, 

Soprano  and  Vocal  Culture.  Three  years  a  pupil  of  E. 
Bourgeois,  of  P:iris.  Director  of  Singing  of  the  Opera; 
M.  Trabadello.  of  Madrid  ;  and  B.  CarelU,  Conservatory 
of  Naples.     Open  for  engagements.     Hours  1  to  2. 

»oi    POWELL  STREET. 


SELECT    SCHOOL. 

Mi"    Bliubetfa    Moore,    515   Halght    Street. 

French  taught  in   all  grades  without  extra  charge.     A 
limited  number  of  boarders  received. 


ifARLBOROlT.H  SCHOOL  FOR  (JIRLS, 
1»X  865  W.  23d  St..  Lot*  Angeles.  A  select 
school  for  sixteen  girls,  giving  the  comforts  of  a  healthful 
and  refined  home.  $500  per  year.  Day  Pupils  $100. 
Next  school  year  begins  September  19th. 

MRS.  GEO.  A.  CASWELL.  Principal. 


BKYN  HAWB  COLLEGE.  BRYN  MAWR. 
Pa.  10  miles  from  Philadelphia.  A  College  far 
Women.  The  Program,  stating  the  graduate  and  under- 
graduate courses'of; study, for  the  j^'! ir,  wfl!  be 

sentjon  application. 


THE        ARGONAUT. 


July  9,  1894. 


SOCIETY. 


Notes  and  Gossip. 

Announcement  is  made  of  the  engagement  of 
Mrs.  Clara  Catherwood,  of  this  city,  and  Mr.  Eu- 
gene Zimmerman,  of  Cincinnati,  Ohio,  vice-presi- 
dent of  the  Cincinnati,  Hamilton,  and  Dayton  Rail- 
road Company. 

The  engagement  is  announced  of  Miss  Alice 
Kinne,  daughter  of  Colonel  and  Mrs.  C.  Mason 
Kinne,  to  Dr.  Clark  Burnham.  The  wedding  will 
take  place  in  August. 

The  wedding  of  Miss  Florence  Stapleton,  daugh- 
ter of  Mr.  and  Mrs.  William  Stapleton,  and  Mr. 
Chalmers  A.  Graham  will  take  place  at  the  Simp- 
son Memorial  Methodist  -  Episcopal  Church  on 
Wednesday  evening,  July  nth. 

Mme.  de  la  Lande  gave  a  private  picnic  at  Fairfax- 
last  Saturday  in  honor  of  the  officers  of  the  French 
man-of-war  recently  in  port. 

The  visitors'  tennis  tournament  at  the  Hotel  del 
Monte  will  take  place  on  July  14th  or  July  21st. 


Army  and  Navy  News. 
The  latest  personal  notes  relative  to  army  and 
navy  people  at  the  various  posts  around  San  Fran- 
cisco are  appended  : 

Commander  C.  V.  Gridley,  U.  S.  N.,  lias  been  de- 
tached from  the  command  of  the  Marion  and  granted 
two  months'  leave  of  absence. 

Captain  Francis  J.  Higginson,  U.  S.  N.,  has  been 
ordered  to  duty  as  captain  of  the  Mare  Island  Navy 
Yard. 

Lieutenant  James  E.  Runcie,  First  Artillery,  U.  S.  A., 
is  visiting  at  Fort  Monroe,  Va. 

Lieutenant  Samuel  Seabury,  U.  S.  N.,  has  been  granted 
three  months'  leave  of  absence,  after  which  he  will  have 
sea  service. 

Passed-Assistant  Paymaster  J.  S.Williams,  U.  S.  N., 
has  been  detached  from  the  Alert  and  ordered  to  the  Mare 
Island  Navy  Yard. 

Lieutenant  Joseph  E.  Kuhn,  Corps  of  Engineers,  U. 
S.  A.,  will  arrive  here  early  in  August  to  relieve  Lieuten- 
ant C.  A.  F.  Flagler,  U.  S.  A. 

Passed  Assistant  Surgeon  R.  M.  Kennedy,  U.  S.  N., 
has  been  detached  from  the  Marion  and  ordered  to  the 
Mare  Island  Navy  Yard. 

Lieutenant  E.  E.  Barry,  U.  S.  N.,  Lieutenant  A.  M. 
McCracken,  U.  S.  N.,  Lieutenant  B.  L.  Coltman,  U.  S. 
N.,  Lieutenant  A.  G.  Rogers,  U."S.  N.,  Ensign  G.  R. 
Slocutn,  U.  S.  N„  Ensign  E.  W.  Eberle,  U.  S.  N.,  En- 
sign William  B.  Franklin,  U.  S.  N.,  and  Surgeon  F.  N. 
Stephenson,  U.  S.  N.,  have  been  detached  from  the 
Marion  and  granted  three  months'  leave  of  absence. 


The  wildest  tales  of  the  Western  hail  corre- 
spondents are  eclipsed  by  a  description  of  a  hail- 
storm that  visited  Vienna  a  month  or  so  ago.  The 
hail-stones  were  of  enormous  size,  large  enough  to 
not  only  break  all  the  windows  exposed  to  their 
violence,  but  in  many  cases  roofs  were  penetrated. 
At  least  two  persons  caught  in  the  storm  were 
killed,  and  more  than  two  hundred  were  injured  by 
the  hail.  Most  of  the  wounded  had  either  arms  or 
legs  broken.  Gardens,  parks,  public  walks,  and 
avenues  were  destroyed,  the  ground  under  the  trees 
being  covered  with  a  thick  carpet  of  leaves  and 
hail-stones  that  lay  many  inches 'deep  upon  them. 
In  the  public  gardens,  dead  pigeons,  blackbirds, 
thrushes,  and  sparrows  covered  the  ground.  The 
hail  came  so  fast  that  in  a  moment  the  openings 
into  the  sewers  were  stopped  up,  and  the  water 
overflowed  into  cellars  and  underground  habita- 
tions. The  hail-stones  in  the  streets,  when  swept 
up  and  shoveled  together,  lay  in  heaps  from  three 
to  five  feet  high  in  all  the  thoroughfares  of  the 
town.  The  rails  of  the  street-car  lines  were  buried 
in  ice  everywhere,  and  in  some  instances  the  cars 
stuck  so  fast  that  they  had  to  be  shoveled  out  as  in 
midwinter,  the  impediment  being  ice  instead  of 
snow.  At  the  great  Central  Hospital  alone,  ten 
thousand  large  panes  of  glass  were  broken. 


M.  Michel  Ephrussi,  feeling  himself  insulted  in 
an  article  relative  to  the  victory  of  one  of  his  racing 
horses,  sent  a  challenge  to  the  director  of  the  Paris 
newspaper  which  had  published  the  article.  But 
he  refused  to  fight  the  writer  of  it,  who  was  only 
the  race  editor.  Recently,  also,  M.  Fernand  Xau, 
director  of  the  well-known  Paris  daily,  Le  Journal, 
accepted  for  himself  the  challenge  sent  to  one  of 
his  editors,  absent  at  that  time,  by  M.  Paul  de 
Cassagnac,  who  is,  with  M.  Cl6menceau,*the  most 
famous  and  dangerous  duelist  in  France.  M. 
de  Cassagnac  declined  the  offer. 


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INTAGLIOS. 


The  Bracelet. 
Why  I  tie  about  thy  wrist, 
Julia,  this  my  silken  twist 
For  what  other  reason  is't. 

But  to  show  thee  how,  in  part, 
Thou  my  pretty  captive  art  1 — 
But  thy  bond-slave  is  my  heart, 

'Tis  but  silk  that  bindeth  thee. 
Snap  the  thread  and  thou  art  free; 
But  'tis  otherwise  with  me. 

I  am  bound  and  fast  bound,  so 
That  from  thee  I  can  not  go  ; 
If  I  could,  I  would  not  so  ! 

—  Titomas  Herriek. 


A  Health. 
I  fill  this  cup  to  one  made  up 

Of  loveliness  alone, 
A  woman,  of  her  gentle  sex 

The  seeming  paragon ; 
To  whom  the  better  elements 

And  kindly  stars  have  given 
A  form  so  fair,  that,  like  the  air, 

'Tis  less  of  earth  than  heaven. 

Her  every  tone  is  music's  own. 

Like  those  of  morning  birds, 
And  something  more  than  melody 

Dwells  ever  in  her  words  ; 
The  coinage  of  her  heart  are  they. 

And  from  her  lips  each  flows, 
As  one  may  see  the  burden'd  bee 

Forth  issue  from  the  rose. 

Affections  are  as  thoughts  to  her. 

The  measures  of  her  hours, 
Her  feelings  have  the  fragrancy, 

The  freshness  of  young  flowers; 
And  lovely  passions,  changing  oft, 

So  fill  her,  she  appears 
The  image  of  themselves  by  turns — 

The  idol  of  past  years  ! 

Of  her  bright  face  one  glance  will  trace 

A  picture  on  the  brain. 
And  of  her  voice  in  echoing  hearts 

A  sound  must  long  remain  ; 
But  memory,  such  as  mine  of  her, 

So  very  much  endears. 
When  death  is  nigh  my  latest  sigh 

Will  not  be  life's,  but  hers. 

I  fill  this  cup  to  one  made  up 

Of  loveliness  alone, 
A  woman,  of  her  gentle  sex 

The  seeming  paragon — 
Her  health  !    and  would  on  earth  there  stooc 

Some  more  of  such  a  frame, 
That  life  might  all  be  poetry, 

And  weariness  a  name. 

— Edward  Coatc  Pinktuy. 

On  a  Girdle. 
That  which  her  slender  waist  confined 
Shall  now  my  joyful  temples  bind  ; 
It  was  my  heaven's  extremest  sphere, 
The  pale  which  held  that  lovely  deer. 
My  joy,  my  grief,  my  hope,  my  love, 
Did  all  within  this  circle  move — 
A  narrow  compass  !  and  yet  there 
Dwelt  all  that's  good,  and  all  that's  fair. 
Give  me  but  what  this  ribbon  bound, 
Take  all  the  rest  the  sun  goes  round. 

— Edmund  Waller. 

Ballad. 

"  /  met  my  love  among  the  low 

Lake-gardens  of  Menaggio." 

Is  there  a  home  for  errant  love, 
Whose  wings  are  weary  with  the  chase 

Of  airy  dreams  that  float  above 
The  clasp  of  flying  Love's  embrace? 
Know'st  thou  some  cool  and  tranquil  place 

Where  poppies  and  nepenthe  blow? 

"  /  met  my  loz>c  among  the  low 
Lake-gardens  of  Menaggio." 

Say,  shepherd,  hast  thou  seen  the  god 
Who  in  his  arms  bears  wounded  Love  1 

Have  thine  enchanted  footsteps  trod 
Elysium's  sleepy  myrtle-grove, 
Where  rest  remains  for  souls  that  strove, 

And  waters  of  oblivion  flow? 

"  /  met  my  love  among  tlu  loiv 
Lake-gardens  of  Menaggio'' 

O  shepherd,  hast  thou  naught  but  this 
Wherewith  to  soothe  a  heart  that  yearns? 

So  may  thy  fair  flocks  never  miss 

Meet  pasturage  mid  flowers  and  ferns, 
As  thou  shalt  tell  me  whither  turns 

Love  wildered  on  the  homeless  snow  ! 

"  /  met  my  lave  among  tlu  loiv 
Lake-gardens  of  Menaggio." 

—John  Addington  Symonds. 


R.  D.  Blackmore  is  a  big,  burly  man,  but  very 
shy,  with  so  much  of  the  plain  west-country  farmer 
about  him  still  that  one  car?  easily  understand  the 
genesis  of  "  Laura  Doone's"  hero.  Few  authors  in 
their  life-time  have  been  so  canonized  in  the  scene 
of  one  of  their  books,  for  around  Exmoor  a  stranger 
can  not  speak  to  a  native  without  being  asked  :  "  Of 
course  you  have  read  '  Laura  Doone '  1 " 


Hansom  cabs  are  about  to  be  introduced  in  Paris, 
the  city  authorities  being  willing  to  encourage  the 
enterprise  on  the  following  conditions  :  One  franc 
fares,  no  obligatory  tips,  gutta-percha  tires  on  the 
wheels,  electric  lights,  and  right  granted  to  fares  to 
take  parcels  or  valises  for  nothing. 


ABOUT    THE    WOMEN. 


Rosa  Bonheur  was  a  dressmaker's  apprentice 
when  she  was  a  girl  of  fifteen  years. 

Mrs.  Julia  J.  Irvine,  the  new  president  of  Wel- 
lesley  College,  is  a  sister  of  Buffalo  Bill. 

Miss  Balfour,  sister  of  the  English  Conservative 
leader,  is  now  traveling  in  Africa,  and  at  last  ad- 
vices was  the  guest  of  Mr.  Cecil  Rhodes  at  Cape 
Town. 

Odette  Tyler,  who  was  to  have  been  Mrs.  Gould, 
is  in  Richmond,  Va.,  and  will  soon  sail  for  Europe. 
She  is  writing  a  novel  of  Virginian  life,  entitled 
"  Boss,  the  Virginian." 

The  Princess  Maud  of  Wales  is  said  to  be  known 
in  her  own  family  circle  almost  exclusively  as 
"Harry,"  she  is  so  playful  and  sportsman-like. 
But  she  is  also  an  excellent  cook  and  gardener. 

Mrs.  John  Jacob  Astor,  formerly  Miss  Willing, 
of  Philadelphia,  practices  pistol-shooting  a  great 
deal,  and  is  said  to  be  wonderfully  clever  at  it. 
Conlin,  the  New  York  expert,  says  Mrs.  Astor  is 
the  best  pistol-shot  he  ever  saw. 

Jean  Ingelow  spends  her  summers  in  the  south 
of  France,  where  she  has  a  cottage  overlooking  the 
Mediterranean.  Her  London  house  is  in  Kensing- 
ton, and  stands  with  its  crown  of  ivy  in  the  midst  of 
a  spacious  garden  half-hidden  among  the  trees. 

Miss  Rose  Elizabeth  Cleveland,  sister  of  the 
President,  delivered  the  address  at  the  twenty-sixth 
commencement  exercises  of  the  Ossining  Seminary 
for  Young  Ladies,  at  Sing  Sing.  Miss  Cleveland 
spoke  of  the  importance  of  the  correct  use  of 
words. 

Queen  Victoria  greatly  dislikes  a  visitor  who  is 
shy  and  colors  or  looks  agitated  when  addressed. 
At  the  finish  of  the  interview  the  queen  generally 
bows  slightly  or  offers  her  hand,  and  then  turns  a 
little  to  one  side  to  save  the  very  trying  necessity 
of  an  entirely  backward  exit  from  her  presence. 

One  of  the  best  known  figures  in  Paris  is  Mme. 
Yoer,  who,  upon  the  death  of  her  husband,  a  re- 
porter for  the  French  press,  took  up  his  work  and 
has  conducted  it  with  marked  enterprise.  In  her 
rounds  she  is  accompanied  by  a  great  white  poodle 
called  "  The  Doctor,"  who  permits  no  one  to  trifle 
with  his  mistress. 

The  Empress  of  Austria  has  her  hair  shampooed 
once  a  month.  It  is  still  beautiful,  luxuriant,  and 
perfectly  black,  and,  when  let  down,  touches  the 
ground  as  she  stands,  and  she  is  tall.  It  is  said  the 
hair-wash  requires  forty  eggs, '  and  the  other  in- 
gredients are  obtained  from  no  less  than  twenty 
mysterious  bottles. 

One  of  the  authorities  on  decoration  in  England 
is  Mrs.  Comyns  Carr.  She  is  the  wife  of  a  suc- 
cessful theatrical  manager,  and  to  her  ideas  on 
stage  decoration  and  costume  he  owes  much  of  his 
success.  Mrs.  Carr  has  designed  dresses  for  sev- 
eral of  Mr.  Irving's  plays,  and  is  almost  always 
Miss  Terry's  chief  counselor  on  wardrobe  matters. 

Frau  Cosima  Wagner,  of  Bayreuth,  widow  of  the 
composer,  is  causing  much  comment  by  her  grow- 
ing eccentricities.  She  recently  composed  five 
poems  in  honor  of  her  son  Siegfried's  five  dogs. 
On  Siegfried's  birthday  she  gave  a  reception,  and 
after  the  guests  had  assembled  she  called  in  the 
dogs  and  had  her  five  poems  recited  and  sung  for 
their  benefit. 

The  most  recent  important  event  at  Windsor 
was  Queen  Victoria's  new  hat.  Rumors  of  its  mag- 
nificence had  preceded  her  majesty's  appearance  at 
the  castle.  The  rumors  were  correct.  The  august 
head  of  the  church  and  state  was  roofed  in  a  new 
hat,  youthful  in  shape  and  fashionable  in  style,  and 
quite  covered  with  white  ostrich  plumes  in  addition 
to  a  large  white  ribbon  bow. 

One  of  the  sensations  of  the  opera  of  "  Djelma,"at 
the  Paris  Grand  Opera  House,  is  produced  by 
Mile.  Heglon,  who,  as  the  Hindoo  fortune-teller,  is 
charmingly  draped  in  Indian  fashion  in  a  single 
piece  of  cotton  cloth  that  is  twined  round  her,  and  in 
doing  so  marks  the  contour  of  a  remarkably  fine 
figure.  Mile.  Heglon's  plastic  beauties,  says  Mrs. 
Crawford,  enable  her  to  rank  as  a  fine  woman  with 
Miss  Sibyl  Sanderson. 


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As  we  have  been  so  very  successful  in  our  great  re- 
duction sale,  we  have  decided  to  continue  the  same 
until  further  notice,  and  will  offer  our  immense 
stock  of  oil-paintings,  engravings,  etchings,  statuary, 
vases,  pottery,  glassware,  and  art  goods  of  every 
description  at  such  a  genuine  reduction  of  prices  as 
to  defy  competition.  We  should  take  it  as  a  great 
favor  to  be  able  to  show  our  goods  and  quote  prices 
to  you,  which  are  lower  than  ever  before  offered 
in  this  city.  We  are  constantly  in  receipt  of  new 
goods  which  we  are  offering  at  a  great  reduction 
and  at  a  very  small  advance  on  original  cost. 

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11 


Movements  and  Whereabouts. 

Annexed  will  be  found  a  resume"  of  movements  to 
and  from  this  city  and  coast,  and  of  the  whereabouts 
of  absent  Califomians  : 

Mrs.  Clark  W.  Crocker  and  the  Misses  Fanny  and 
Julia  Crocker  are  passing  a  couple  of  weeks  in  San 
Rafael. 

Miss  Emily  Carolan  has  been  in  Menlo  Park  during 
the  past  week  as  the  guest  of  Miss  Mary  Eyre. 

The  Misses  Goad  went  to  the  Hotel  del  Monte  last 
Tuesday. 

Miss  Edith  McEean  was  the  guest  of  Miss  Alice  Mc- 
Cutchen  during  the  holidays  at  her  home  in  Ross  Valley. 

Mrs.  J.  C.  Flood  and  Miss  Jennie  Flood  are  passing  a 
month  at  Paso  Robles. 

Mrs.  James  Irvine,  St.,  returned  last  Monday  from  a 
brief  visit  to  Mrs.  C.  A.  Spreckels  at  her  villa  in  San 
Mateo.  _    ,        _ 

Mrs.  C.  A.  Spreckels  went  to  San  Rafael  on  Tuesday 
to  pass  the  week. 

Miss  Alice  Hobart  passed  the  holidays  in  San  Rafael 
as  the  guest  of  Mr.  and  Mrs.  George  Davis  Boyd.  Miss 
Ella  Hobart  visited  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Frank  J.  Carolan. 
Mr.  Walter  S.  Hobart  also  passed  the  week  in  San 
Rafael. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  A.  H.  Loughborough,  Miss  Fanny 
Loughborough,  Miss  Marie  Zane,  Mr.  Alexander  Lough- 
borough, and  Mr.  George  Loughborough  have  been 
passing  the  week  in  San  Rafael. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  William  S.  Barnes  have  been  at  San  Ra- 
fael during  the  past  week.  _ 

Miss  Cora  Smedberg  has  been  passing  the  week  in  San 
Rafael  as  the  guest  of  Mrs.  Sidney  V.  Smith. 

Misses  Maud  and  Bessie  Younger  have  been  passing 
the  week  in  San  Rafael. 

Miss  Clara  Sutro  is  passing  the  summer  at  Santa  Cruz. 

Mr.  Donald  de  V.  Graham  has  returned  from  a  pro- 
longed Eastern  trip. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  James  Carolan  and  the  Misses  Carolan 
have  been  passing  the  week  at  San  Rafael. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  George  R.  Sanderson  are  passing  a  month 
at  Castle  Crag. 

Mr.  Joseph  Friedlander  will  soon  leave  to  pass  a  couple 
of  weeks  at  Lake  Tahoe. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Webster  Jones  have  been  passing  the 
week  at  San  Rafael. 

Miss  Ramona  Shorb,  of  Los  Angeles,  is  visiting  Mrs. 
J.ohn  C.  Kirkpatrick  at  the  Palace  HQtel. 

Dr.  and  Mrs.  Tenison  Deane  have  returned  from  a  driv- 
ing trip  to  Pescadero,  the  Santa  Cruz  Mountains,  and 
many  places  of  interest  around  the  bay. 

Mrs.  N.  J.  Brittan  and  family  are  passing  a  month  at 
Santa  Cruz. 

Mr.  H.  Henry  Veuve  and  Mr.  Frederick  R.  Webster 
passed  the  Fourth  at  San  Rafael. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  J.  M.  Chretien  are  passing  the  summer 
in  San  Mateo. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Fisher  Ames  are  passing  a  few  weeks  at 
Castle  Crag. 

Mr.  George  S.  Cheesman  will  soon  return  to  his  cattle 
range  in  Mexico  after  a  two  months'  visit  here.  Mr. 
George  Loughborough  will  accompany  him  to  remain 
several  weeks. 

Mr.  Harry  B.  Pringle  has  returned  from  a  visit  of 
several  months  to  New  Orleans. 

Mr.  L.  S.  Adams,  Mr.  W.  R.  Heath,  Mr.  Southard 
Hoffman,  Mr.  Samuel  G.  Buckbee,  and  Mr.  Milton  S. 
Latham  passed  the  holidays  in  San  Rafael. 

Mr.  James  C.  Dunphy,  Miss  Jennie  Dunphy,  Miss 
Viola  Piercy,  Miss  Ethel  Grayson,  and  Mr.  R.  R.  Gray- 
son arrived  at  the  Hotel  del  Monte  last  Sunday  to  remain 
a  week. 

Mrs.  E.  Martin  passed  the  holidays  at  the  Hotel  del 
Monte.  . 

Mr.  N.  G.  Kittle  has  been  passing  the  week  at  the 
Hotel  del  Monte. 

Mrs.  A.  D.  Sharon  and  Miss  May  Sharon  have  re- 
turned to  the  Palace  Hotel  after  passing  a  month  in  the 
country. 

Mr.  Albert  L.  Stetson  passed  the  Fourth  at  Santa  Cruz. 

Misses  Grace  and  Alice  Davis,  of  Ross  Valley,  are 
passing  several  weeks  in  Southern  California,  visiting 
Coronado  Beach,  Riverside,  Los  Angeles,  and  other 
points.     They  will  return  in  about  a  week. 

Mrs.  James  Phelan  and  Miss  Phelan  are  at  Castle 
Crag. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Charles  O.  Alexander  are  passing  the 
summer  in  Oakland. 

Mr.  John  D.  Spreckels  left  last  Tuesday  to  pass  the 
holidays  at  Santa  Cruz. 

Mr.  J.  W.  Byrne  has  been  at  the  Hotel  del  Monte  dur- 
ing the  past  week. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  J.  H.  Rosewald  are  passing  several  weeks 
at  Coronado  Beach. 

Colonel  and  Mrs.  P.  A.  Finigan  left  last  Monday  to 
pass  the  holidays  at  the  Hotel  del  Monte. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  A.  P.  Hotaling  and  Mr.  Frederick 
Hotaling  have  returned  from  a  visit  to  Santa  Cruz. 

Mr.  Edward  H.  Sheldon  and  Mr.  Allan  St.  J.  Bowie 
passed  the  holidays  at  Villa  Ka  Bel,  the  country  home  of 
Captain  and  Mrs.  William  B.  Collier,  near  Clear  Lake. 

Miss  Cole  has  returned  to  Santa  Monica,  after  a  pleas- 
ant visit  to  the  Misses  Hobart. 

Misses  Emelie  and  Josie  Hanlon  passed  the  holidays  in 
San  Rafael. 

Mrs.  D.  F.  Verdenal  and  Miss  Verdenal  arrived  from 
New  York  city  last  Monday,  and  are  at  the  Palace  Hotel. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  G.  S.  Becker  are  visiting  Mr.  and  Mrs. 
J.  B.  F.  Davis  at  their  home  in  Ross  Valley. 

Mr.  Samuel  Knight  is  making  an  indefinite  stay  in  Sac- 
ramento. 

RECENT    WILLS    AND    SUCCESSIONS. 


By  the  will  of  the  late  James  Freeborn,  of  this 
city,  who  died  in  Paris  on  June  2ist,  the  following 
testamentary  provisions  were  made  : 

The  estate  consists  of  real  and  personal  property  in 
this  State,  and  is  valued  at  more  than  $Soo,ooo,  The  be- 
quests were  as  follows :  To  Mr.  William  Freeborn,  a 
brother,  $20,000;  to  Miss  Eleanor  Freeborn,  a  sister, 
$10,000:  to  Mrs.  Mary  Goodwin,  a  sister,  $15,000^  to 
Mr.  Albert  P.  Wade,  a  nephew,  $io,ooo;  to  Mr.  William 
P.  Wade,  a  nephew,  $10,000 ;  to  Mr.  James  Livingston 
Freeborn,  a  godson,  $7,500;  to  Miss  WUhelmina  Free- 
born, a  niece,  $5,000.  All  the  rest  of  the  property  is  be- 
queathed to  the  widow.  No  provision  was  made  for  the 
three  children,  as  the  testator  contemplated  that  the 
widow  would  attend  to  their  interests.  The  widow  and 
Mr.  Andrew  J.  Corbus  are  named  as  executrix  and  execu- 
tor without  bonds. 

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The  fashionable  private  address  directory,  con- 
taining the  lists  of  names,  addresses,  and  reception 
days  of  the  leading  society  people,  is  now  in  press 
at  the  H.  S.  Crocker  Company.  Address  all  com- 
munications and  changes  to  Charles  C.  Hoag.  pub- 
lisher, 179  Crocker  Building,  San  Francisco. 


—  Spectacles  and  eye-glasses  accurately 
fitted  at  reasonable  prices.  Henry  Kahn  &  Co., 
opticians,  642  Market  Street,  Chronicle  Building. 


—  Ladies  outing  shirts  and  waists  made 
to  order  at  Carmany's,  25  Kearny  Street. 


—Moore's  Poison-Oak  Remedy.    Cures  poi- 
son-oak  and  all  skin  diseases. 


—  The  visiting  card  which  Cooper  fur- 
nishes  at  $1.00  per  100  from  your  plate,  is  of  finer 
quality  and  better  workmanship  than  given  by  any 
other  house  in  the  city. 


A    CALL    IN    THE    COUNTRY. 


How  a  Young  Man  Visited   his  Wedded   Friends. 


Knockabout  conceived  the  idea  last  Sunday  of 
surprising  his  friend,  Billy  Mumford,  with  a  call ; 
or,  to  put  it  more  correctly,  he  conceived  the  idea 
of  calling  on  Mrs.  Billy  Mumford — Bessie,  he  called 
her.  She  had,  of  course,  been  Bessie  to  him, 
when,  as  a  child,  he  romped  with  her  in  the  little 
village  in  which  she  lived  and  which  he  visited  every 
summer.  He  continued  to  call  her  Bessie  when, 
during  his  college  vacations,  he  found  her  growing 
into  young  and  lovely  womanhood.  Those  were 
pleasant  days,  when  there  was  mutual  confidence 
and  each  felt  that  the  friendship  was  worth  continu- 
ing just  as  it  was. 

Then  the  other  young  man  appeared,  and  Bessie 
was  brought  to  the  city  as  a  bride.  Then  Knock- 
about felt  that  he  must  address  her  as  Mrs.  Mum- 
ford, or  at  least  Mrs.  Billy  (he  had  also  known 
Mumford  all  his  life),  and  started  in  with  the  more 
formal  term.  But  the  young  woman  had  gayly  re- 
proached him  with  :  "  Why,  Fred,  how  formal  you 
are !  Marriage  hasn't  changed  my  personality ; 
I'm  still  the  same  old  Bessie."  And  so,  after  that, 
it  had  been  "  Fred"  and  "  Bessie"  as  before. 

The  Mumfords  had  begun  by  keeping  house  in 
a  flat ;  but  last  spring  Billy  had  built  a  small  house 
out  across  the  bay,  and  they  had  moved  over  there. 
Before  going,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Mumford  had  strongly 
urged  Knockabout  to  come  and  see  them.  "Come 
any  time,"  Billy  had  said;  "the  boats  run  every 
half-hour,  and  we'll  be  glad  to  see  you  at  any  time. 
Don't  even  go  through  the  form  of  sending  word." 
And  then  Mrs.  Billy  had  echoed  her  husband's  in- 
vitation, and  added  a  little  word  of  her  own  that 
made  Knockabout  feel  sure  of  a  welcome  whenever 
he  might  decide  to  come. 

One  thing  or  another  had  happened  all  during 
June  to  drive  the  Mumfords  out  of  Knockabout's 
head  ;  and  during  this  month,  too,  he  hadn't  time 
to  think  of  them  till  last  Sunday.  Then,  for  the 
first  time,  he  found  himself  in  the  city  with  nothing 
to  do.  Of  course  he  would  look  up  good  old  Billy 
and  dear,  sweet  Bessie.  He  so  anticipated  the 
pleasure  of  meeting  her  again  that  he  felt  con- 
vinced that  she  would  be  glad  to  see  him,  too.  The 
cordiality  of  the  young  couple's  invitation  had  been 
so  great  before  they  had  left  the  city  that  Knock- 
about would  have  been  justified  in  appearing  in  the 
country  prepared  for  any  kind  of  visit.  The  hours 
of  all  the  meals  had  been  named,  and  "  come  any 
time,"  "  come  any  time"  had  been  repeated  again 
and  again.  There  had  even  been  mention  made  of 
a  bed  that  would  be  always  ready  for  his  occu- 
pancy. Still,  with  all  that  cordiality  in  his  mind, 
Knockabout  thought  it  wise  to  make  his  first  visit  a 
simple  call  and  allow  his  friends,  if  they  saw  fit,  to 
renew  their  invitations  and,  perhaps,  specify  a  date 
for  his  next  coming.  He  made  a  study  of  the  time- 
table, and  found  that  he  could  reach  Xmont  at 
about  half-past  five,  and  leave  there  a  little  before 
seven,  giving  him  a  full  hour's  call  in  the  cool  of 
the  evening.  He  argued  that  this  was  the  best 
time  to  go,  as  the  evening  meal  would  probably  not 
be  before  seven,  and  he  could  make  his  call  and  get 
away  before  that. 

So  between  half-past  five  and  six  o'clock,  Knock- 
about was  admiring  the  white  road  that  leads  up  to 
the  colony  of  pretty  houses  known  as  Well-to-do 
Park,  and,  after  he  had  admired,  he  tried  to  protect 
his  eyes  from  the  glare  caused  by  the  sun  shining 
on  the  white  mass,  and  then  proceeded  to  ruin  his 
shoes  by  walking  over  the  broken  bits  that  com- 
posed that  beautiful  road. 

He  soon  stood  in  front  of  the  pretty  cottage  he 
had  been  directed  to  as  the  Mumford  cottage,  and 
the  door  was  opened  to  him  by  Mrs.  Mumford  her- 
self. How  fresh  and  charming  she  looked  in  her 
soft,  white  gown,  as  with  a  smile  of  pleased  surprise 
she  stood  before  him.  Her  greeting  was  cordial ; 
that  is,  it  was  cordial  at  first  and  just  for  an  instant, 
as,  with  the  gesture  he  knew  so  well,  she  extended 
her  hand  to  seize  his.  But  instantly  a  change  came 
over  the  little  woman  ;  the  hand  he  held  was  almost 
wrenched  from  his  by  the  suddenness  with  which  it 
became  limp. 

But  if  her  arm  had  grown  limp,  her  body  seemed 
to  grow  rigid.  With  stiff  formality  she  asked  him 
to  come  in,  and  when  he  had  seated  himself  and 
was  on  the  point  of  growing  enthusiastic  over  her 
pretty  home  and  the  beautiful  surrounding  country, 
she  froze  his  ardor  by  a  cold  allusion  to  the  weather 
and  a  freezing  query  as  to  whether  he  thought  it 
would  rain  or  not. 

Knockabout  was  considerably  disconcerted  ;  but 
he  struggled  to  rise  above  himself,  and  made 
playful,  and  even  tender,  allusions  to  the  past.  He 
went  out  of  his  way  to  call  her  Bessie,  and  prove 
to  her  as  well  as  to  himself  that  they  were  still  on 
terms  of  intimacy.  But  the  young  woman  re- 
mained obstinately  formal,  and  answered  his  effusive 
remarks  by  monosyllables.  She  didn't  address  him 
as  Mr.  Knockabout,  to  be  sure  ;  but  then  she  didn't 
address  him  as  Fred,  either.  She  was  provokingly 
indefinite  in  her  mode  of  address. 

Knockabout  could  not  believe  his  senses.  He 
asked  himself  again  and  again,  between  his  bursts 
of  effusion,  while  waiting  for  the  monosyllabic  re- 
plies, if  this  could  really  be  the  dear  girl  of  other 
days,  the  Bessie  of  whom  he  was  so  fond,  whom  he 
at  one  time  almost  actually  loved,  and  who  always 


seemed  pleased  with  his  society.  She  certainly 
looked  the  same,  except  for  a  faint  cloud  over  her 
usually  cheerful  face  ;  but  her  manner  was  un- 
doubtedly changed.  She  was  evidently  displeased 
at  something  he  had  done. 

He  went  over  in  his  mind  his  every  action  since 
entering  the  house,  and  wondered  what  could  have 
given  offense.  She  certainly  couldn't  object  to  his 
familarity  in  calling  her  Bessie,  because  she  herself 
had  insisted  that  he  should.  Then  he  recollected 
that  her  formality  had  been  assumed  while  he  was 
in  the  act  of  shaking  her  hand.  It  couldn't  be 
possible  that  he  had  held  her  hand  too  tight,  or 
that  she  had  imagined  he  had?  No,  he  would  give 
Bessie  credit  for  more  sense  than  to  allow  her  imagi- 
nation to  run  away  with  her  like  that. 

All  this  time  he  was  trying  to  keep  up  his  en- 
thusiasm over  the  cottage,  the  country,  and  other 
days  ;  but  the  enthusiasm  grew  beautifully  less  with 
each  cold  monosyllabic  reply. 

Just  as  he  was  debating  within  himself  whether 
his  dignity  did  not  require  that. he,  too,  should  be- 
come formal,  and  that  he  should  arise  and  bid  Mrs. 
Mumford  a  stiff  good-evening,  Mumford  entered  the 
room,  and,  with  his  usual  breezy  cordiality,  greeted 
his  friend  with:  "Why,  Fred,  this  is  downright 
goodness  on  your  part  to  cheer  us  up  of  a  lonelv 
Sunday  afternoon."  And  for  awhile  Knockabout's 
spirits  revived  under  his  friend's  warmth  and  ap- 
parent delight  at  seeing  him.  But  soon  Mumford 
had  said  all  he  had  to  say,  and.  leaving  Knockabout 
to  continue  his  conversation  with  Mrs.  Mumford, 
strolled  out  on  the  porch  to  light  his  pipe. 

When  these  two  were  left  alone,  the  awkward- 
ness again  asserted  itself,  and  Knockabout  failed 
utterly  to  rise  above  it.  In  his  extremity,  he  got  up 
from  his  chair  and  walked  across  the  room  to  exam- 
ine a  picture  on  the  wall,  thinking  it  might  give 
him  inspiration  for  a  new  start.  Mrs.  Mumford 
took  advantage  of  his  back  being  turned  to  rush 
out  on  to  the  porch  and  whisper  a  few  words  to  her 
husband. 

The  two  returned  to  the  room,  and  Knockabout 
applied  himself  to  Billy,  sure  of  a  cordial  reply 
from  that  direction.  But  Billy  had  suddenly  be- 
come as  stiff,  cold,  and  awkward  as  his  wife.  He 
stammered  a  few  words  which  were  in  no  way  a 
reply  to  Knockabout's  remark,  and  then  imitated 
his  wife  by  confining  himself  to  formal  allusions  to 
the  weather. 

Knockabout  could  stand  it  no  longer.  He  made 
a  dive  for  his  hat  while  yet  but  fifteen  minutes  of 
bis  call  had  been  made,  and,  mumbling  a  few  words 
about  just  having  time  to  catch  his  train,  started  to 
beat  a  hasty  retreat. 

Then  for  the  first  time  the  cordiality  of  his  friends 
returned.  Each  seized  him  by  a  hand  and  begged 
him  not  to  go,  though  at  the  same  time  he  was  con- 
scious of  a  slight  pressure  which  pushed  him  toward 
the  door.  They  begged  him  that  at  least  he  would 
come  again,  as  soon  as  he  could,  and  even  extorted 
from  him  a  promise  to  come  next  Saturday  and 
spend  Sunday. 

All  the  way  down  the  boot-destroying,  white 
road,  and  on  the  platform  of  the  little  way  station 
where  he  waited  three-quarters  of  an  hour  for  the 
train,  Knockabout  tried  to  answer  the  conundrum 
why,  if  the  Mumfords  were  so  anxious  to  have  him 
visit  them  again,  they  should  not  have  treated  him 
decently  while  they  had  him  with  them. 

Had  he  overheard  Mrs.  Mumford's  words  to 
her  husband  when  she  rushed  on  to  the  porch,  while 
her  visitor  was  examining  the  picture,  the  conun- 
drum would  have  been  easily  answered. 

"Oh.  Billy,"  she  had  exclaimed,  "of  course 
Fred  expects  us  to  invite  him  to  stay  to  tea,  and 
there  is  absolutely  nothing  in  the  house  but  the  two 
small  squabs  you  brought  home  yesterday.  Those 
provoking  Howsons  last  night  ate  up  every  scrap  I 
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EDITOR    PUGSLEY. 


How    he    Taught    his    Assistant    the    Business. 


If  Pugsley  had  not  devoted  his  whole  life  to  fruit- 
less efforts  to  establish  utterly  unnecessary  weekly 
papers  and  to  the  carrying  on  of  other  profitless 
enterprises,  he  might  have  lived  and  died  a  pros- 
perous, contented  man,  for  he  possessed  genius  of 
such  rare  and  exalted  order  that  I  have  always  been 
sincerely  sorry  that  it  was  not  put  to  better  uses. 

When  I  first  made  the  acquaintance  of  Pugsley 
he  was  publishing,  in  a  furtive  manner,  a  weekly 
journal  called  the  Air  Gun,  and  had  his  office  in 
one  of  the  side-streets  which  lead  from  Park  Row 
toward  the  East  River.  I  distinctly  remember  that 
his  simple,  serious  face,  dignified  carriage,  and  ear- 
nest sincerity  of  speech  and  manner  seemed  to  me 
then  to  be  thoroughly  in  harmony  with  his  suit  of 
black  broadcloth  and  neat  linen  and  in  vivid  con- 
trast to  the  dingy,  squalid  quarters  in  which  he  was 
ensconced.  On  the  recommendation  of  a  friend  of 
mine  who  enjoyed  a  very  slight  acquaintance  with 
Mr.  Pugsley,  I  was  engaged  as  assistant-editor  of 
the  Air  Gun,  with  a  salary  so  small  that  it  fre- 
quently happened  I  was  unable  to  collect  it. 

The  Air  Gun  was  at  this  time  housed  in  a  long. 
low  room  which  occupied  the  entire  third  story  of 
an  old-fashioned  and  very  dingy  and  dirty  building. 
The  floor  was  divided  into  two  parts  by  a  rough 
board  partition,  built  directly  across  it.  The  front 
part  served  as  a  business-office,  and  contained  two 
little  pens,  or  offices,  which  Pugsley  and  I  used  for 
our  own  private  quarters.  The  rest  of  the  busi- 
ness-office served  as  a  playground  for  the  large 
corps  of  office-boys  which  my  employer  insisted 
upon  maintaining  under  the  delusion  that  they 
lent  an  air  of  distinction,  industry,  and  commercial 
solidity  to  the  establishment.  Item  of  knowledge 
acquired  in  lieu  of  salary  during  my  connection 
with  the  Air  Gun:  Two  office-boys  do  half  as 
much  work  as  one,  four  do  half  as  much  as  two 
and  at  the  same  time  paralyze  all  industry  in  their 
vicinity.     We  usually  kept  eight  boys. 

Behind  the  board  compartment  was  a  great, 
drearv  waste  of  composing-room,  sparsely  inhab- 
ited by  ragged  compositors  of  the  variety  encoun- 
tered during  early  morning  rambles  through  the 
lodging-house  district  of  the  East  Side.  Heat  was 
supplied  by  a  small  air-tight  stove,  and  on  very 
cold  days  it  was  Pugsley's  custom  to  slyly  lift  a 
glass  skylight,  which  gave  light  to  the  occupants  of 
the  floor  below,  and  steal  some  of  their  hot  air. 
The  first  time  that  I  saw  him  lift  this  skylight,  and 
then  stand  in  front  of  it  with  his  face  turned 
toward  me  and  his  hands  under  his  coat-tails,  just 
as  a  man  will  stand  before  a  blazing  grate-fire  in 
his  library,  I  thought  it  one  of  the  most  comical 
sights  I  had  ever  witnessed,  but  within  a  month  I 
found  I  was  doing  it  myself  habitually  and  with- 
out the  faintest  sense  of  its  incongruity. 

One  bright  morning,  about  two  days  after  my  en- 
gagement as  assistant-editor,  two  men,  who  wore 
nickel-plated  badges  and  scowled  in  a  most  fero- 
cious manner,  entered  the  office,  showed  me  some 
legal  papers — which  I  did  not  read  or  touch  for 
fear  that  they  might  make  me  liable  for  all  of 
Pugsley's  debts — and  then  took  possession  of  the 
premises  with  an  air  of  such  impressive  solemnity 
and  importance  that  I  really  thought  something 
had  happened.  Even  the  office-boys  were  awed 
by  the  majesty  of  the  law,  and  there  was  no  more 
base-ball,  or  "  craps,"  or  athletic  contests  that  morn- 
ing, while  I  retired  to  my  den  and  philosophically 
prepared  for  the  worst.  A  moment  or  two  later, 
Pugsley  entered  and  learned  from  my  ashen  lips 
that  the  whole  establishment  had  been  seized  by 
the  officers  of  justice,  and  that  the  penitentiary  was 
staring  us  in  the  face. 

"Those  deputies,  you  mean ?"  replied  Pugsley, 
cheerfully.  "Yes  ;  I  noticed  them  sitting  there  as 
I  came  in.  There's  generally  at  least  one  of  them 
here,  but  they  don't  stay  very  long.  Whatever 
you  do,  don't  give  them  any  money  for  drinks,  or 
they'll  swoop  down  on  us  like  a  swarm  of  locusts." 
Then  Mr.  Pugsley  dismissed  the  subject  entirely 
from  his  mind,  and  unfolded  a  scheme  which  he 
had  concocted  for  raising  the  circulation  of  the 
Air  Gun  to  a  million  copies  within  a  period  of  six 
months,  by  offering  as  a  special  inducement  to  sub- 
scribers an  illuminated  copy  of  the  Declaration  of 
Independence  and  a  dollar's  worth  of  choice 
garden  seeds — a  proposition  which  he  was  sure  no 
bucolic  heart  could  resist. 

It  was  on  this  occasion  that  Pugsley  made  a  re- 
mark which  was  so  characteristic  of  the  man  that  it 
became  indelibly  impressed  on  my  mind,  and  to 
this  day  it  comes  back  to  me  whenever  I  think  of 
him  and  of  my  associate-editorship  of  the  Air  Gun. 
"  You'll  never  find  me  in  a  hole  so  tight  that  I 
can  not  squeeze  out  of  it,"  he  remarked,  while  I  was 
peering  cautiously  through  the  crack  of  the  door  at 
the  two  deputy  sheriffs,  who  had  by  this  time  dis- 
covered that  there  was  very  little  to  seize  in  the 
office  and  were  evidently  preparing  to  escape  in  as 
dignified  a  manner  as  they  could.  "The  fact  is," 
continued  my  employer,  "  I  ought  to  be  put  on  ex- 
hibition as  the  'Human  Weasel.'"  And  I  must 
say  that  a  "  human  weasel"  he  proved  himself  to  be 
whenever  the  emergencies  of  his  calling  compelled 
him  to  assume  that  role. 

A  few  days  after  the  sheriff  episode,  we  found 
ourselves  confronted   by  a   financial  crisis,  which 


seemed  to  my  inexperienced  vision  to  be  absolutely 
unsurmountable.  It  became  necessary  to  raise 
seventy-five  dollars  before  another  issue  of  the  Air 
Gun  could  be  printed,  and  even  then  we  estimated 
that  it  would  take  at  least  twenty-five  dollars  more 
to  appease  the  pressman  and  get  our  edition  out  of 
his  hands.  In  short,  we  needed  one  hundred  dol- 
lars, and  had  nothing  to  raise  it  on  except  a  safe 
which  Pugsley  had  taken  in  payment  of  advertising 
and  which  was  certaingly  worth  three  times  that 
amount. 

Now  the  Scotch  paper-dealer  who  rented  the 
premises  below  us,  and  from  whom  we  were  in  the 
habit  of  stealing  our  hot  air,  had  long  coveted  this 
safe,  and,  seeing  a  chance  to  obtain  it  at  a  bargain, 
offered  fifty  dollars  cash  for  it  and  undertook  to  pay 
the  cost  of  lowering  it  to  his  store  below.  He 
would  give  this  amount  and  not  a  cent  more,  and  it 
was  all  in  vain  that  Pugsley  implored  and  cajoled 
him  to  let  him  have  the  extra  twenty-five  dollars 
which  he  needed.  The  Scotchman  was  obdurate, 
and  the  pleasure  which  he  felt  at  getting  a  good 
bargain  was  greatly  enhanced  by  the  knowledge  of 
the  distress  which  his  avarice  was  causing.  Finally 
Pugsley  determined  to  accept  his  offer. 

The  safe  was  moved  and  the  money  paid  over. 
Then  my  employer  came  upstairs  chuckling  with 
delight,  and  when  I  reminded  him  of  the  fact  that 
he  had  let  the  safe  go  for  a  very  small  sum,  and  had 
no  earthly  way  of  raising  the  balance,  which  was 
absolutely  necessary,  he  placed  his  forefinger  on  his 
nose  and  said : 

"  Don't  you  ever  forget,  young  man,  what  I  told 
you  about  being  a  human  weasel,  I've  been  in 
tighter  holes  than  this  many  times  and  always  man- 
aged to  squirm  out.  I'll  make  that  fellow  pay  the 
other  twenty-five  before  night,  and  don't  you  forget 
it." 

How  he  could  possibly  get  any  more  money  from 
the  paper-dealer,  whose  clutch  on  his  money-bags 
was  such  that  it  had  become  a  proverb  in  the  neigh- 
borhood, was  something  that  I  could  not  compre- 
hend, but  a  light  dawned  upon  my  mind  a  half  an 
hour  later,  when  a  messenger  hurried  upstairs  and 
informed  Mr.  Pugsley  that  Mr.  Hootmon  would 
like  the  combination  of  the  safe. 

"Dear  me,"  exclaimed  the  human  weasel,  "I 
really  forgot  to  tell  him  that  the  combination  was 
lost  some  time  ago,  and  it  will  cost  fifty  dollars  to 
find  it." 

The  matter  was  compromised  later  in  the  day 
on  a  twenty-five- dollar  basis,  Pugsley  taking  the 
money  and  leaving  Mr.  Hootmon  alone  with  his 
safe,  his  combination,  and  his  broken  heart. 

With  this  vast  capital  at  his  command,  Pugsley 
set  about  issuing  a  mammoth  edition  of  the  Air 
Gun,  and  I  must  say  that  I  have  never  known  any 
one  who  could  do  more  with  a  little  money-than  he 
could.  His  ragged  compositors  were  summoned 
from  their  hiding-places  about  Chatham  Square 
and  put  in  good  humor  by  means  of  a  can  of  beer, 
brought  into  the  composing-room  under  the  direc- 
tion of  the  boss  himself.  Then  he  distributed 
about  two  dollars  among  them  in  small  sums,  and 
showed  them  the  rest  of  his  wealth,  and  I  may  add 
that  they  never  caught  another  glimpse  of  it. 
Under  these  incentives  they  applied  themselves  to 
their  work  with  incredible  activity  and  diligence  ; 
and  on  the  afternoon  of  the  second  day  the  forms 
were  ready  for  the  press,  the  paper  had  been 
bought  and  wet  down,  the  compositors  supplied 
with  enough  spending  money  to  keep  them  at  bay 
for  a  day  or  two,  and  the  only  obstacle  that  re- 
mained was  the  twenty-five  dollars  to  be  paid  to  the 
pressman. 

(Item  of  knowledge  acquired  in  lieu  of  salary 
during  my  connection  with  the  Air  Gun  :  Compos- 
itors of  the  Chatham  Square  lodging-house  type 
will  do  more  work  in  a  shorter  space  of  time  for 
little  money  and  a  good  deal  of  beer  than  they  will 
for  steady  and  munificent  wages,  combined  with 
dry  air. ) 

By  giving  the  printer  what  he  called  a  "  song  and 
dance,"  Pugsley  induced  him  to  run  off  the  entire 
edition  during  the  night,  promising  faithfully  to  pay 
him  for  it  the  very  first  thing  in  the  morning. 

Now  it  happened  that  this  very  issue  of  the  Air 
Gun  contained  an  extremely  flattering  sketch  of  Mr. 
Honeywell,  a  prominent  clothing  merchant,  who 
prided  himself  on  paying  in  advance  for  everything 
that  he  ordered  and  who  possessed  a  degree  of  per- 
sonal vanity  calculated  to  make  him  the  ready  play 
of  those  who  understood  and  could  play  upon  his 
weaknesses.  It  was,  therefore,  of  the  greatest  im- 
portance to  us  that  the  paper  should  come  out  on 
time. 

"  Oh,  never  mind  about  that,"  said  my  employer, 
carelessly  ;  "  this  hole  is  an  easy  one  to  get  out  of, 
and  I  assure  you  T  shan't  think  any  more  about  that 
twenty-five  dollars  till  it's  time  to  pay  it." 

Bright  and  early  the  next  morning  Pugsley  en- 
tered the  press-room,  and,  in  a  lordly  way,  told  the 
foreman  to  send  the  edition  around  to  his  office. 

"  Can't  do  it  until  we  get  the  money,  Mr.  Pugs- 
ley," was  the  reply.  "Those  are  my  orders,  and 
I've  got  to  stand  by  them,  and  the  boss  has  gone 
away  for  two  days." 

This  was  a  nice  predicament  to  find  ourselves  in 
after  all  the  trouble  we  had  taken  to  print  the 
paper.  But  the  human  weasel  simply  shrugged 
his  shoulders,  meditated  for  two  or  three  moments, 
and  then,  when  the  foreman's  back  was  turned, 
stole  half  a  dozen  copies  of  the  papers  from  the 


top  of  the  pile,  folded  each  one  up  with  much  care, 
and  departed  with  them  under  his  arm,  while  I 
followed  him,  wondering  what  he  was  going  to  do. 
"  Come  along  with  me,'.'  he  said,  pleasantly, 
"  and  I'll  give  you  a  lesson  in  business  that  may  be 
of  some  use  to  you  one  of  these  days." 

He  bent  his  steps  in  the  direction  of  Mr.  Honey- 
well's celebrated  emporium,  but  before  entering  its 
doors,  he  went  to  the  nearest  news-stands — there 
were  three  of  them  close  at  hand — and  placed  two 
copies  of  his  paper  on  each,  at  the  same  time  tell- 
ing the  dealer  that  he  wished  to  build  up  a  little 
circulation  for  it  in  that  neighborhood. 

Then,  bidding  me  follow  him,  he  entered  the 
store  and  proceeded  at  once  to  the  private  office  in 
the  rear,  where  he  received  a  rather  cool  greeting 
from  the  great  merchant.  Completely  unabashed, 
Mr.  Pugsley  introduced  me  as  his  managing 
editor,  and  then  went  on:  "I  just  dropped  in  on 
my  way  down-town,  Mr.  Honeywell,  to  show  you  a 
little  article  that  I  printed  in  the  Air  Gun  this 
week,  chiefly  to  oblige  a  number  of  my  subscribers 
who  live  in  Brooklyn  and  attend  the  same  church 
that  you  do.  Really,  sir,  I  had  no  idea  that  you 
were  such  a  philanthropist,  or  that  you  had  done 
so  much  for  the  cause  of  temperance  as  they  tell 
me  you  have.  We  New  Yorkers  know  you  simply 
as  a  man  of  affairs — I  might  say  one  of  the  great- 
est business  men  that  we  have  here — but  this  article 
will  put  you  before  the  public  in  an  entirely  new 
light." 

All  this  time  he  had  been  hunting  through  all  his 
pockets  with  an  air  of  eagerness  which  had  grad- 
ually changed  to  one  of  dismay,  and  now  he  ex- 
claimed :  "  Why,  bless  my  soul,  I  haven't  got  a 
copy  of  that  paper  with  me.  Now  I  remember  that 
I  gave  the  last  one  to  Mayor  Hewitt  just  half  an 
hour  ago.  He  said  there  was  something  particular 
in  it  that  he  wished  to  read.  I  don't  know  what  it 
was  ;  very  likely  this  very  sketch  of  yourself.  But 
perhaps  you  will  allow  the  boy  to  step  out  and  get 
one?  Here,  William,  just  take  this  dime  and  run 
out  and  get  an  Air  Gun — the  last  number,  mind 
you — at  some  news-stand.  What  news-stand  ?  Oh, 
go  to  any  one  !     They  all  keep  it. 

"Now  understand  me,  Mr.  Honeywell,"  he  con- 
tinued, as  the  boy  departed  on  his  errand,  "  I  don't 
want  a  cent  for  this  article,  and  if  the  movement  in 
favor  of  nominating  you  for  the  Brooklyn  mayoralty 
takes  shape  this  spring,  you  may  depend  upon  me 
for  support,  and  I  can  tell  you  the  old  Air  Gun 
is  a  great  power  across  the  river." 

By  this  time  Mr.  Honeywell's  face  had  assumed 
a  pleasant  expression,  and,  as  the  boy  entered  with 
a  copy  of  the  Air  Gun  in  his  hand,  he  reached  for- 
ward to  seize  it  with  an  eagerness  that  Pugsley 
did  not  fail  to  notice. 

"Found  it  all  right,  did  you?"  said  my  em- 
ployer. 

"Yes,  sir  ;  but  there  was  only  two  left,"  was  the 
answer. 

"You  don't  tell  me.  Why,  they  must  have  had 
at  least  forty  this  morning,  for  there's  not  a  stand 
around  here  that  doesn't  take  as  many  as  that. 
There  you  are,  Mr.  Honeywell,"  he  said,  as  he 
carefully  folded  the  paper  so  as  to  bring  the  puff 
into  view.  "  Now  see  yourself  as  others  see  you." 
Half  an  hour  later  we  emerged  from  the  store 
bearing  the  merchant  prince's  check  for  one  hun- 
dred dollars,  payment  in  advance  for  a  year's  ad- 
vertisement. And  before  nightfall  an  immense 
number  of  sample  copies  containing  Pugsley's  un- 
exampled offer  of  the  Declaration  of  Independence, 
printed  in  eight  colors,  a  dollar's  worth  of  choice 
garden  seeds,  and  a  year's  subscription  to  the  Air 
Gun  for  the  small  sum  of  one  dollar  and  a  half,  were 
on  their  way  to  rustic  gudgeons  in  all  parts  of  the 
country. — James  L,  Ford  in  New  York  Herald. 


Horsford's    Acid    Phosphate 

MAKES   DELICIOUS   LEMONADE. 

A  teaspoonful  added  to  a  glass  of  hot  or  cold 
water,  and  sweetened  to  the  taste,  will  be  found  re- 
freshing and  invigorating. 


When  the  emancipation  is  complete  :  Old-fash- 
ioned passenger  (awaking  suddenly  from  a  doze) — 
"I  beg  your  pardon  for  not  seeing  you  standing, 
madam.  Please  take  my  seat."  Woman  con- 
ductor (shaking  him  again)  —  "  Say,  uncle,  how 
much  longer  are  you  going  to  keep  me  waiting  for 
your  fare?" — Chicago  Tribune. 


Impaired  Digestion. 

The  patient  is  required  to  diet.  In  building  up 
and  maintaining  good  health,  milk  is  recognized  as 
a  valuable  factor,  but  it  is  important  that  it  be  abso- 
lutely pure  and  sterilized.  Borden's  Peerless  Brand 
Evaporated  Cream  meets  all  requirements.  En- 
tirely wholesome. 


Thoughtful  of  her  :  Clara  (who  is  going  to  Eu- 
rope)— "  Won't  you  come  down  to  the  steamer  and 
see  me  off  to-morrow?"  Maude — "What's  the 
use?  It  would  only  make  me  feel  badly."  Clara 
— "  But  I  thought  you  would  like  to  meet  some  of 
the  men." — Puck. 


Dr.  E.  O.  Cochrane.  Dentist,  850  Market, 
cor.  Stockton  (over  drug  store).    Office  hours,  9  to  5. 


Mothers  be  sure  and  use  "  Mrs.  Winslow's 
Soothing  Syrup"  for  your  children  while  teething. 


WE  COULD  NOT  IMPROVE  THE  QUAUTY 
if  paid  double  the  price  It  is 
ihc  clioiccsT  Smckin^Tobacco 
that  experience  can  produce 
or  that'  rnoney  can  buy 

i  BROS.,  &ALTlM0ft' 


>iD 


ffO   7C  Hint  our  $!t  Natural  Flulih  Babj  Cm-Ham 
^$f.  Id  complete    wit'        ' 


....     .   WRITE  TO-DAY  for  oar   Urge  FREE  IlluetmtJ 
calilnjiiB  oflal*«t  Je-lpia  •nclflt;rle»  published. 

OXFORD  MFG.  CO.,  340  Wabash  Ave.,  Chicago,  III. 


GATHER  THE  ITEMS  NOW 

They  make  History  in  the  Future. 

We  take  orders  for  clipping  on  any  subject, 
including  Midwinter  Fair. 

BUREAU  OF  PRESS  CLIPPING , 
■ 325  Dearborn  St.,  Chicago. 


To 
Clean 
False 
Teeth 


As  they  should  be  cleaned, 
use  the 
Florence  Dental  PlateBrosi  I 
the  only  brush  made  for  the! 
purpose.  Reaches  every  crev- 1 
ice.  Outwears  three  ordinary  I 
brushes.  Sold  everywhere.  I 
Price  I  Florence  i»If«.  Co.,1 
35  cts.  |     Florence  Mass. 

Haters  of  the  Propnjlactio  Tooth 
Brush. 


AXNUAL    MEETING. 

The  regular  annual  meeting  of  the  Argonaut  Publishing 
Company  will  be  held  at  the  rooms  of  the  Company, 
Room  i,  No.  313  Grant  Avenue,  San  Francisco,  California, 
on  Tuesday,  the  fifth  day  of  June,  1894.  at  the  hour  of 
one  o'clock,  p.  m„  for  the  purpose  of  electing  a  Board  of 
Directors  to  serve  during  the  ensuing  year,  and  the  trans- 
action of  such  other  business  as  may  come  before  the 
meeting.  F.  1.  VASSAULT.  Secretary. 

Office — Room  3,  Argonaut  Building,  No.  213  Grant 
Avenue,  San  Francisco,  California. 


Notice  is  hereby  given  that  at  a  meeting  of  the  stock- 
holders of  the  Argonaut  Publishing  Company,  held  as 
above  noticed,  an  adjournment  was  taken  until  Tuesday, 
the  seventh  day  of  August,  1894,  at  one  o'clock,  p.  m. 


An  Idea!  Country  Home 

FOR    SALE. 


A  man  of  means  who  is  brain-weary  and 
who  desires  to  live  in  the  country,  and  grow 
young  again,  can  find  an  ideal  home  in  the 
pure  atmosphere  of  Santa  Cruz  County  upon 
a  ranch  of  ninety  acres.  The  ranch  has  upon 
it  a  commodious  residence  fully  furnished, 
and  with  modern  improvements ;  a  good 
barn,  and  all  necessary  nut-buildings.  The 
orchards  are  planted  to  apples,  olives,  nuts, 
and  prunes,  all  hearing,  with  sufficient  yield 
to  give  a  man  all  the  outdoor  occupation  he 
desires.  Situated  not  far  from  a  railroad 
station. 

On  the  place  are  horses,  cows,  poultry, 
wagons,  carts,  and  all  needful  farming  im- 
plements. Immediate  possession.  The 
owner's  reason  for  selling  is  (hat.  he  has  re- 
covered his  health  here  and  desires  to  re- 
turn to  active  business. 

Parties  desiring  such  11  home  may  address 
Country  Home,  Box  20,  Argonaut  Office. 


Listener — "  Isn't  it  wonderful  how  he  always  has  a 
brand  new  story  to  fit  everything  '  " 

Other  Listener — "  Va-as.  Makes  'em  up,  you  know, 
out  of  newspaper  yarns.     Romhikk  sends  'em  to  him." 


-Extra  Mince  Pies,  Swain's,  213  Sutter  St. 


HENRY    ROMEIKE, 

HO  FIFTH  AVENUE,     -     -     -    NEW  YORK 

Started  the  first  Press-Cuttinc  Bureau,  and  furnishes 
Newspaper  Clippings  from  all  the  leading  papers  in  the 
world  on  any  subject. 


July  9,  1894. 


THE        ARGONAUT. 


13 


STORYETTES. 


Grave  and  Gay,  Epigrammatic  and  Otherwise. 


It  is  said  that  Lord  Campbell  was  often  over- 
bearing and  irritable.  A  lawyer  who  had  long 
struggled  against  the  chief- justice's  criticisms 
finally  folded  up  his  brief  and  remarked  :  "I  will 
retire,  my  lord,  and  no  longer  trespass  on  your 
lordship's  impatience." 


During  the  rehearsals  of  "  Romeo  and  Juliet"  at 
the  London  Lyceum,  Mrs.  Stirling,  who  is  the 
most  venerable  of  actresses,  took  occasion  to  re- 
mark that  the  nurse  was  not  necessarily  old,  that 
she  should  be  represented  as  middle-aged,  etc.,  and 
she  appealed  to  Mr.  Irving.  "  My  dear  Mrs.  Stir- 
ling," said  the  manager  with  delicate  satire,  "you 
may  make  the  nurse  just  as  youthful  as  you  can." 


Apropos  of  the  fact  that  those  who  "  came  over 
in  the  Mayflower"  mostly  bore  such  surnames  as 
Winthrop,  Haythrop,  Lothrop,  and  Lathrop,  the 
Cornhill  Magazine  tells  of  a  New  York  parvenu 
who  loudly  proclaimed  to  a  Plymouth  Winthrop  : 
"  My  people  came  over  in  the  Mayflower."  "In- 
deed!" was  the  crushing  answer,  "I  didn't  know 
the  Mayflower  took  steerage  passengers." 

A  well-known  professor  of  archEeology  at  Har- 
vard was  recently  talking  with  a  junior  about  the 
wonders  of  this  wonderful  land.  "  I  wish  you  could 
see- our  town  of  Pokerville,  professor,"  said  the 
youngster;  "it  is  a  most  interesting  town — only 
twenty  years  old  and  with  fifty  thousand  inhabi- 
tants." "Ah — yes — very  interesting,  no  doubt," 
replied  the  professor,  dryly;  "but,  strange  as  it 
may  seem,  I  should  myself  prefer  a  town  fifty 
thousand  years  old  and  with  twenty  inhabitants." 

Nat  Goodwin,  the  comedian,  who  is  now  in  Lon- 
don, visits  that  country  nearly  every  summer  and 
invariably  meets  Sir  Augustus  Harris,  who  gives  him 
a  pump-handle  hand-shake  and  then  forgets  him. 
A  few  nights  ago,  Goodwin  and  Harris  were  in  the 
same  room,  and  some  one  led  Harris  up  to  Good- 
win with  the  remark:  "You've  been  introduced  to 
Sir  Augustus  Harris,  haven't  you,  Nat?"  "Yes," 
Goodwin  replied,  "annually,  for  the  last  seven 
years."  Then  he-turned  away  and  went  on  talking 
with  some  one  else. 

Of  Sergeant  Arabin,  who  had  not  a  clear  method 
of  speech,  it  is  related  that  he  said  to  one  criminal : 
"  Prisoner  at  the  bar,  if  ever  there  was  a  clearer 
case  than  this  of  a  man  robbing  his  master,  this 
case  is  that  case."  At  another  time  he  said  :  "  Pris- 
oner at  the  bar,  you  have  been  found  guilty  on  sev- 
eral indictments,  and  it  is  in  my  power  to  subject 
you  to  transportation  for  a  period  very  considerably 
beyond  the  term  of  your  natural  life,  but  the  court, 
in  its  mercy,  will  not  go  so  far  as  it  lawfully  might 
go,  and  the  sentence  is  that  you  be  transported  for 
two  periods»of  seven  years  each." 


The  death  of  Lord  Coleridge  recalls  the  mag- 
nificent banquet  given  to  his  lordship  by  Emery  A. 
Storrs,  in  Chicago,  some  years  ago.  Just  before 
the  supper  was  served,  constables  appeared  and 
levied  upon  the  table,  floral  decorations,  etc.,  and 
the  festivities  did  not  proceed  until  several  opulent 
friends  present  volunteered  security  for  the  debt 
for  which  these  heroic  measures  were  taken. 
Storrs  was  not  at  all  perturbed  by  the  proceeding. 
As  soon  as  the  constables  had  departed,  he  turned 
to  his  embarrassed  guest  and  remarked:  "Your 
lordship,  pardon  this  interruption  —  this  blasphe- 
mous interference  with  the  lord's  supper  !  " 


A  few  days  ago,  while  a  gentleman  was  buying 
stamps  in  the  post-office  (says  the  Boston  Trans- 
crip/ J,  some  one  took  his  umbrella.  The  loser  put 
this  card  in  the  morning  paper  :  "  The  kind  friend 
who  carried  off  my  umbrella  at  the  post-office  yes- 
terday will  bear  in  mind  that  the  '  Gates  of  Heaven ' 
are  only  twenty-four  inches  wide.  My  umbrella 
measures  twenty-eight.  At  the  other  place  he  won't 
need  it.  Didn't  Dives  pray  for  just  one  drop  of 
water  ?  He  had  better  return  it  to  No.  208,  Cham- 
ber of  Commerce,  and  no  questions  will  be  asked." 
A  few  days  later  a  boy  brought  in  an  umbrella,  but, 
alas !  not  the  advertiser's.  He  had  caught  the 
wrong  man's  conscience.  » 


King  Milan  of  Servia  once  went  to  the  hotel  of  a 
distinguished  lady  who  was  giving  a  bazaar  for  the 
benefit  of  the  poor  children  of  Paris.  As  soon  as 
the  king  appeared  upon  the  scene,  she  advanced 
toward  him  with  a  splendid  silver  salver  in  her 
hand,  on  which  was  beautifully  emblazoned  the 
family  arms.  On  it  lay  a  pretty  little  bunch  of 
violets.  "  How  much,  madame  ?  "  asked  the  king. 
"Twenty-four  louis,  sire,"  was  her  soft  response. 
Milan  paid  her  the  sum  she  had  asked,  with  a 
courteous  bow,  took  the  salver  from  her  hands, 
placed  the  bouquet  in  his  button-hole,  and  walked 
off,  with  the  tray  under  his  arm. 


The  sarcastic  Justice   Maule  did  not  spare   his 
judicial  brethren.     "I  do  not  believe."  he  said  to 


the  counsel  once,  "that  any  such  absurd  law  has 
ever  been  laid  down,  although  it  is  true  that  I  have 
not  yet  seen  the  last  number  of  the  '  Queen's  Bench 
Reports.'  "  When  a  witness  was  telling  an  impossi- 
ble story,  and  declared  that  he  could  not  tell  a  lie, 
for  he  had  been  wedded  to  truth  from  his  in- 
fancy, Justice  Maule  observed:  "Yes,  but  the 
question  is.  How  long  have  you  been  a  widower?" 
The  counsel  who  objected  to  a  bill  of  costs  in  a 
case  before  Justice  Maule  and  a  jury,  declared  that 
the  account  was  a  "  diabolical  bill."  The  judge 
told  the  jury,  however,  that  even  if  the  statement 
of  counsel  were  true,  it  was  still  their  duty  to  "  give 
the  devil  his  due." 


While  Ralph  Waldo  Emerson  was  in  England, 
in  response  to  an  urgent  telegram  from  Carlyle  to 
go  without  a  moment's  delay  to  Chelsea,  he  took 
the  first  train,  and  at  midnight  stood  at  the  door, 
which  was  opened  by  Carlyle  himself,  who  received 
him  with  the  heartiest  welcome.  Next  morning, 
Sartor's  mood  was  changed.  He  asked  gruffly 
"what  had  brought  him  over  to  the  old  country?" 
Surely  not  the  "lecture!" — "the  most  damnable 
occupation  the  devil  had  suggested  in  this  march- 
of-intellect  age.  Were  there  not  wind-bags  enough 
in  Lancashire,  even  after  the  Anti-Corn  Law 
League  balloon  had  burst  ?  When  you  cry,  '  Hear, 
O  Israel ! '  what  are  they  to  hear,  and  what  have 
your  own  people  heard  ?  Turning  from  two-legged 
prophets,  I  am  ready  to  cudgel  all  the  asses  of 
Christendom,  if  by  striking  I  could  force  out  a 
divine  message  from  them  as  Balaam  did  from  his 
donkey !  " 

Senator  Joe  Blackburn  was,  some  years  ago, 
traveling  alone  through  Indian  Territory  in  a  not 
very  thickly  populated  section,  and,  although  he 
started  with  a  generous  quantity  of  liquor,  the  sup- 
ply, with  the  exception  of  a  single  quart  flask,  be- 
came exhausted.  While  in  this  condition  he  met 
a  Cherokee  Indian,  who  asked  him  to  extend  the 
usual  courtesies  to  a  fellow-traveler.  The  cour- 
tesies were  promptly  extended,  and,  as  the  brand 
was  the  finest  Kentucky,  the  senator  was  hardly 
surprised  when  the  Indian,  who  was  mounted  on  a 
beautiful  horse,  eagerly  offered  him  five  dollars  for 
the  remainder  of  his  bottle.  The  offer  was  de- 
clined, whereupon  the  Indian  offered  his  saddle, 
his  bridle,  and  finally  his  horse,  but  all  without 
avail.  "  Did  you  ever  hear  of  a  thirst  like  that?" 
the  senator  inquired  of  the  friend  to  whom  he  told 
the  story.  "  Why  didn't  you  take  the  offer  ?  "  was 
asked.  "Great  heavens,  man!"  exclaimed  Black- 
burn ;  "  it  was  the  last  bottle  I  had  on  earth  !  " 


A  west-bound  train  had  just  pulled  out  of  the 
Union  Station  at  Albany  (says  the  Express),  and 
the  conductor  was  harvesting  tickets.  All  the  seats 
were  taken  and  several  passengers  were  obliged  to 
stand  up.  Among  the  latter  was  a  diffident-look- 
ing, mild-mannered  man,  who  refused  to  give  up  a 
ticket.  "When  I  get  a  seat,  you  get  a  ticket,"  he 
remarked  mildly,  but  firmly;  "you  are  probably 
aware  that  the  company  can'not  collect  fares  from 
passengers  whom  it  does  not  provide  with  seats." 
"Oh,  come  now,  that  don't  go  ;  I  want  your  ticket, 
see?"  Thus  spoke  the  conductor.  "  No  seat,  no 
ticket,"  laconically  observed  the  passenger.  "  We'll 
see  about  that,"  growled  the  conductor,  who 
hustled  around  and  finally  found  a  brother-con- 
ductor who  was  going  up  the  road  a  way,  whom  he 
induced  to  give  up  his  seat  to  the  mildly  firm  pas- 
senger. "There's  a  seat  for  you;  now  give  me 
that  ticket,"  said  the  conductor,  in  a  ferocious  tone. 
"Certainly,  here  it  is."  And  the  mild,  but  firm, 
passenger  handed  out  a  pass  good  to  Chicago. 


The  introduction  of  sugar  into  England  is  often 
dated  so  late  as  the  fifteenth  century  ;  but  it  was 
really  in  use  there  in  the  thirteenth.  Zucre  is 
mentioned  in  the  wardrobe  accounts  under  date  of 
1243,  and  in  the  same  records  have  been  dis- 
covered many  allusions  to  the  sugar-consuming 
propensities  of  the  English  court  in  mediaeval 
times.  In  the  thirteenth  and  fourteenth  centuries 
there  are  entries  of  rose  and  of  violet  sugar,  of 
sugar  in  tablets  and  in  gilded  wafers.  When  a 
Princess  Mary  went  on  a  pilgrimage  to  Canterbury, 
in  1317,  the  accounts  record  that  she  consoled  her- 
self for  any  mortifications  she  may  have  met  with 
on  the  road  with  five  and  one  -  half  pounds  of 
sugar  tablets  and  eight  and  one-half  pounds  of 
rose  sugar  of  honey.  Other  ancient  sweetmeats 
mentioned  in  these  old  rolls  are  preserved  ginger, 
citronade,  candy,  and  "penydes."  The  last 
named  is  supposed  to  have  been  a  confection  made 
from  the  cones  of  the  common  pine-tree. 


Take  Time  by  the  Forelock , 

Check  growing  infirmity  and  mitigate  the  ill  of 
growing  age  with  Hosteller's  Stomach  Bitters, 
which  relieves  these  evils.  Rheumatism,  lumbago, 
chills  and  fever,  dyspepsia,  loss  of  appetite,  are  all 
remedied  by  this  helper  of  the  aged,  weak,  and 
convalescent.  Prove  the  truth  of  this  assertion, 
which  is  established  bv  evidence. 


Stodman's  Soothing  Powders  successfully  used 
for  children  during  the  teething  period,  for  over 
fifty  years. 

Finest  oysters  in  all  styles,  Swain's,  213  Sutter  St. 


JfrftSSN 


o:rcB  enjoys 

Both  the  method  and  results  when 
Syrup  of  Figs  is  taken;  it  ii pleasant 
and  refreshing  to  the  taste,  and  acts 
gently  yet  promptly  on  the  Kidneys, 
Liver  and  Bowels,  cleanses  the  sys- 
tem effectually,  dispels  colds,  head- 
aches and  fevers  and  cures  habitual 
constipation.  Syrup  of  Figs  is  the 
only  remedy  of  its  kind  ever  pro- 
duced, pleasing  to  the  taste  and  ac- 
-eptable  to  the  stomach,  prompt  in 
its  action  and  truly  beneficial  in  its 
effects,  prepared  only  from  the  most 
healthy  and  agreeable  substances,  its 
many  excellent  qualities  commend  it 
to  all  ard  have  made  it  the  most 
popular  remedy  known. 

Syrup  of  Figs  is  for  sale  in  50o 
and  $1  bottles  by  all  leading  drug- 
gists. Any  reliable  druggist  who 
may  not  have  it  on  hand  will  pro- 
cure it  promptly  for  any  one  who 
wishes  to  try  it.  Do  not  accept  any 
Bubstitute. 

CALIFORNIA  FIG  SYRUP  CO. 

SAN  FRANCISCO,  CAL. 
•QUISVIUE.  KV.  NEW  VORK.  N.Y. 


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FERRUGINOUS  TONIC 

CONTAINING 

Peruvian  Bark,  Iron  and 
Pure  Catalan  Wine. 

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16,600  FRANCS. 

Used  with  entire  Buccess  in  Hospi- 
tals of  Paris  for  the  cure  of 
ANEMIA,  CHLOROSIS,  WASTIN     . 
EASES,  RETARDED  CONVALESCENCE, 

and  POORNESS  of  the  BLOOD. 
Prevents  INFLUENZA  and  La  GRIPPE. 

\  This  invigorating  tonic  le  powerful,  but 
gentle.  In  Its  effect,  la  easily  administered, 
assimilates  thoroughly  and  quickly  with  the 
gaetrio  Jidces,  without  deranging  the  actios 
of  the  stomach. 

I  Iron  and  Cinchona  axe  the  m  ost  powerful 
weapons  employed  in  the  art  of  curing; 
Iron  Is  the  principal  of  our  blood,  and 
forms  its  force  and  richneBB.  Cinchona 
affords  life  to  the  organs  and  activity  to 
their  functions. 

23  rue  Drouot,  Paris. 

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30  North  William  St.,  N.  T. 


LAROCHE 


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A  WOOD  OR  GOAL  STOVE  IS  BETTER. 

BUT  A  GAS  STOVE  IS  BEST. 


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accommodations  selected.  Excursion  tickets  on  favor- 
able terms.  Through  tickets  to  London  and  Paris. 
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leading  railroad  and  steamship  agents  in  San  Francisco. 

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SOUTHERN  PACIFIC  COMPANY. 

PACIFIC  SYSTE3I. 

Trains  leave,  and  are  due  to  arrive  at 
SAJS  FRANCISCO. 


From  June  26,  1894. 


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East 

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ramento, and  Redding,  Castle 
Crag, and  Dunsmuir,  via  Davis.. 

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istoga,  and  'Santa  Rosa 

8.30  a.  Niles,  San  Jose,  Stockton,  lone, 
Sacramento,  Marysville,  Red 
Bluff,  and  Oroville 

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bara, Los  Angeles,  Deming,  El 
Paso,  New  Orleans,  and  East 

9.00  a.     Martinez  and  Stockton 

*  9.00  a.     Peters  and  Milton 

12.30  p.     Niles,  San  Jose",  and  Livermore 

*  1.00  P.     Sacramento  River  Steamers 

4.00  P.     Martinez,     San     Ramon,     Vallejo, 

Napa,  Calistoga,  El  Verano, 
and  Santa  Rosa 

4.00  p.  Benicia,  Vacaville,  Esparto, 
Woodland,  Knights  Landing, 
Marysville,  Oroville,  and  Sac- 
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ton, Modesto,  Merced,  and 
Fresno  

4.30  p.     Raymond  (for  Yosemite) 

5.00  p.  Los  Angeles  Express,  Fresno, 
Bakersneld,  Santa  Barbara,  and 
Los  Angeles 

5.00  P.  Santa  Fe  Route,  Atlantic  Express 
for  Mojave  and  East 

6.00  P.     European  Mail,  Ogden  and  East.. . 

6.00  p.  Haywards,  Niles,  and  San  Jose. ... 
J  7.00  p.    Vallejo 

7.00   p.     Oregon       Express,        Sacramento, 

Marysville,   Redding,    Portland, 

Puget  Sound,  and  East 


6.45    A. 


7-IS     P 
6.I5     P. 


5-45    P- 

IO.45   A- 

'  7*5    P. 

8.45   A. 
'    9.OO    P. 


7-*S   p. 

IO.45    A. 


IO.45  A. 

IO.45  A. 

9-45  a. 

7.45  A. 

t  7-45  P- 


*o-45  • 


SANTA  CRUZ   DIVISION  {  Narrow  Gauge). 

X  7-45  A.  Sunday  Excursion  for  Newark, 
San    Jose,    Los    Gatos,    Felton, 

and  Santa  Cruz \  8.05   P. 

8.15  a.  Newark,  Centerville,  San  Jose', 
Felton,  Boulder  Creek,  Santa 
Cruz,  and  Way  Stations 6.20  p. 

*  2.45    P.     Newark,     Centerville,     San     Jose, 

New  Almaden,  Felton,  Boulder 
Creek,  Santa  Cruz,  and  prin- 
cipal Way  Stations *ii.so  a. 

4.45   p.     Newark.  San  Jose,  Los  Gatos 9.50  a. 

COAST  DIVISION,  Third  and  Town  send  Sts. 

*  6.45  a.     San  Jose,  New  Almaden,  and  Way 

Stations *  1.45   p. 

X  7.30  a.  San  Jose,  Santa  Cruz,  Pacific 
Grove,  and  principal  Way  Sta- 
tions..      I  8.33   P. 

!  8.15  a.  San  Jose,  Tres  Pinos,  Santa  Cruz, 
Pacific  Grove,  Paso  Robles,  San 
Luis  Obispo,  and  principal  Way 

Stations 6.26  p. 

I  9.47  a.     Palo  Alto  and  Way  Stations J  1.45   p. 

10.40  a.     San  Jose  and  Way  Stations 5.06  P. 

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*  2.20  P.     San  Jose,  Gilroy,  Tres  Pinos,  Santa 

Cruz,  Salinas,  Monterey,  Pacific 

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tions          9.47  a. 

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tn.45   p.     Palo  Alto  and  principal  Way  Sta- 
tions f  7.26   P. 

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J1.00    *2.co    3.00      *4.oo    5.00  and  *6.oo  P.  H, 

From  OAKLAND  —  Foot  of  Broadway  —  "6. 00  '7.00 
8.00    *9.oo     10.00  and  *n.oo  a.    si.,    J12.00    '12.30, 

g.oo    *3.co      4.00  and    '5.00  p.  m.  

a  for  morning,    p  for  afternoon.   *  Sundays  excepted. 

t  Saturdays  only.     I  Sundays  only. 

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Inquire  of  Ticket  Agents  for  Time  Cards  and  other  in- 
,  formation. 

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Through   Line   to  New    York,    via    Panama. 

!       Calling  at  various  ports  of  Mexico  and  Central  America. 
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SS.  Acapulco July  9th 

SS.  San  Bias July  18th 

■  SS.  San  Juan July  28th 

SS.  Colon August  Sth 

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will  be  dispatched  following  Monday. 
Japan  and    China  Line  for  Yokohama  and 

Hong  Kong. 

Connecting  at  Yokohama  with  steamers  for  Shanghai,  and 

at  Hong  Kong  for  Indies,  Straits,  etc.: 

FOR  HONG  KONG,  VIA  YOKOHAMA: 

Peru Saturday,  July  7,  at  3  p.  M. 

City  of  Rio  Janeiro Thursday,  July  26,  at  3  p.  m. 

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OCCIDENTAL    AND    ORIENTAL 

STEAMSHIP  COMPANY. 

FOR  JAPAN  AND  CHINA. 

NOTE    CHANCE    IN    HOUR    OP   SAILING: 

Steamers  leave  Wharf,  corner  First  and  Brannan  Streets, 

3  o'clock  P.  M.,  for 

YOKOHAMA  AND  HONG  KONG, 

Connecting  at  Yokohama  with  steamers  for  Shanghai. 

Steamer.     From  San  Francisco  for  Hong  Kong.      1894. 

Gaelic       (via  Honolulu)..       Tuesday  .  May  -■» 

itelgie (via  Honolulu) ,   .Thursday,  -I  one  '-'X 

Oceanic Tuesday,  July  17 

Gaelic Tuesday,  Aug.  7 

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ompany,   at   \\  half,   or  at    No 
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Bay,  Wednesdays,  9  \.  M.  For  Newport,  Los  Angeles, 
and  all  way  ports,  every  fourth  and  fifth  day,  8  a.  u.  For 
San  Diego,  stopping  only  at  Port  Harford,  Santa  Bar- 
bara, Port  Los  Angeles,  Redondo  (Los  Angeles),  and 
Newport  every  fourth  and  fifth  day  at  it  a.  II,  For 
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New  Montgomery  Street. 

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14 


THE 


ARGONAUT. 


July  9,  1894. 


When  a  play,  after  between  thirty  and  forty  years 
of  existence,  continues  to  attract  audiences  and 
entertain  individuals,  then  we  may  confidently  feel 
that  there  is  fine  dramatic  material  in  such  a  play. 
When  a  character  in  a  play,  after  between  thirty 
and  forty  years  of  stage  life,  has  power  to  charm 
and  win  the  sympathies  of  a  large  and  fairly  intelli- 
gent audience,  then  we  may  feel  that  such  a  char- 
acter has  something  more  in  it  than  usually  dowers 
the  average  stage  figure. 

Little  Eva  in  "  Uncle  Tom's  Cabin  "  has  more  vi- 
tality and  vigor,  despite  the  fact  that  she  dies  to  slow 
music  in  the  end  of  the  second  act,  than  almost  any 
other  man,  woman,  or  child  in  the  American  drama. 
Little  Lord  Fauntleroy — who,  at  one  time,  promised 
to  be  a  serious  rival — has  sunk  down  into  an  insig- 
nificance that  is  only  disturbed  to  make  matter  for 
the  funny  column  and  the  comic  papers.  All  the 
array  of  comedy,  or  ludicrous,  or  tragic,  or  comic 
stage  shapes  that  have  been  turned  loose  on  the 
boards  by  Bronson  Howard,  Augustus  Thomas, 
Henry  Guy  Carleton,  De  Mille  and  Belasco,  and  the 
other  native  playwrights,  look  pale  and  shadowy 
beside  the  robust,  vigorous,  energetic  shape  of  Little 
Eva. 

The  vitality  of  little  Eva  is  of  the  most  strenuous 
kind.  There  is  no  more  use  in  trying  to  suppress 
her  than  there  was  in  Macbeth  trying  to  suppress 
Banquo's  ghost.  You  think  that,  indeed,  she  has 
consented  to  retire  to  the  limbo  of  the  dusty  and 
forgotten,  when  up  she  pops  again,  with  her  little, 
pale,  pretty  countenance,  her  little,  piping,  clear-cut 
tones,  her  little,  melancholy  yearnings  for  celestial 
things,  her  little  collection  of  mannerisms  be- 
queathed to  her  through  a  long  line  of  impossible 
stage -children.  She  has  had  a  sufficiently  tenacious 
hold  upon  life  to  survive  having  become  an  old 
stand-by  of  the  artist  in  the  comic  papers.  She  has 
even  triumphed  over  being  included  with  the 
mother-in-law,  the  boarding-house  hash,  and  the 
Advanced  Woman  in  the  repertoire  of  the  man  who 
writes  the  jokes  in  the  funny  columns.  When  a 
picture  retains  its  prestige  after  having  been  used 
as  an  advertisement  for  a  patent  soap  or  a  new 
cigarette,  and  when  a  stage-figure  survives  being 
made  the  subject  of  innumerable  newspaper  jokes, 
then  one  is  safe  in  supposing  that  picture  and  stage- 
figure  are  made  of  something  better  than  the  flimsy 
imaginings  of  the  average  artist  and  playwright. 

In  "  Uncle  Tom's  Cabin,"  that  most  remarkable 
and  extraordinary  book — a  book  unique  in  the  an- 
nals of  literature,  a  book  written  with  such  a  tre- 
mendous impulsion  of  impassioned  conviction  that 
it  lifted  its  author  up  into  a  transient  state  of  ex- 
altation that  was  nearly  inspiration — Mrs.  Stowe 
drew  for  the  first  time  a  picture  of  one  of  those 
naturally  religious,  singularly  spiritual,  and  sensi- 
tive children  that  seem  always  predestined  to  early 
death.  The  type  was  new,  and  it  captivated  thou- 
sands of  readers.  In  the  character,  as  developed  in 
the  book,  this  nature  of  supersensitive  fineness  is 
shown  to  have  succumbed  to  the  pain  of  dwelling 
on  the  unfortunate  and  sometimes  cruel  position  of 
the  slaves.  Mrs.  Stowe,  who  was  not  in  the  least 
degree  an  artist  and  would  have  been  sneered  at  by 
young  France  and  frowned  down  by  new  Eng- 
land, delineated  with  extraordinary  skill  and  deli- 
cacy the  slow,  destructive  effects  of  an  ever-present 
pity,  a  never-ending,  hopeless  yearning  to  comfort 
and  console  in  a  nature  exquisitely  and  transpar- 
ently spiritual. 

The  stage  little  Eva  is  a  very  different  sort  of 
being.  In  the  first  place,  she  is  always  much 
younger  than  the  Eva  of  the  book.  Little  Mildred, 
of  Monday  evening,  was  an  infant  prodigy  of  the 
most  diminutive  type,  whose  small,  thin  thread  of 
voice,  even  with  all  the  piercing  clearness  of  child- 
hood, was  hardly  strong  enough  to  carry  to  the 
back  part  of  the  theatre.  Eva,  in  the  book,  was 
either  from  meditative  observation  or  premature 
development  of  mind,  much  more  like  a  young  girl 
than  a  child.  Then  the  stage  Eva  is  a  trying  child 
in  her  ambition  to  reform  everybody.  She  reminds 
one  of  the  story  of  Coleridge  and  Charles  Lamb, 
when  the  latter,  in  response  to  the  former's  query, 
"  Did  you  ever  hear  me  preach  ?"  responded, 
tartly:  "Hear  you  preach?  Damme,  I  never 
heard  you  do  anything  else  I  "  A  great  deal  must 
be  allowed  to  stage  childhood,  and  we  all  are  will- 
ing to  be  tolerant  and  just  ;  but  the  way  little  Eva 
preaches  to  her  degenerate  father  and  her  mis- 
guided mamma  is  enough  to  make  one  realize  what 
sort  of  feeling  it  was  that  made  the  good  King 
Herod  want  to  kill  the  little  Hebrew  kids. 

:t  and  yet — strange  and  wonderful  are  the 
f  public  taste  !  The  extremely  crude,  the 
•■niental  and  tearfully  morbid  scenes  that 


centre  round  this  little  family  reformer  are  those  in 
which  the  audience  seemed  to  take  the  keenest 
pleasure.  Little  Mildred,  in  her  shrill,  infantine 
tones,  discoursing  plaintively  about  the  new  Jerusa- 
lem and  the  Golden  Gates,  drew  forth  tears  that 
Georgia  Cayvan  in  a  state  of  heartbreak,  Mrs.  Ken- 
dal in  a  fit  of  suicidal  despair,  Jane  Hading  dying 
in  the  tearful  desolateness  of  Camille,  might  have 
been  proud  of  as  testimonies  to  their  talents.  Even 
Ellen  Terry,  when  she  acted  her  famous  pathetic 
scene  in  "  The  Vicar  of  Wakefield,"  did  not  succeed 
in  stirring  her  audience  as  Little  Mildred  did  hers. 
To  be  sure.  Little  Mildred's  audience  was  not  quite 
such  a  refined  or  intellectual  one  as  Miss  Terry's, 
and  even  the  lachrymal  duct  shows  the  effect  of  a 
difference  in  education  and  social  position. 

Little  Eva  divides  with  Topsy  the  honors  of 
keeping  "Uncle  Tom's  Cabin"  on  its  aged  legs, 
which  is  a  mixture  of  metaphors,  by  the  way, 
worthy  of  Sir  Boyle  Roche.  As  a  drama,  "  Uncle 
Tom's,  Cabin "  is  getting  past  its  prime.  It  is  a 
great,  great  many  years  since  Eliza  began  leaping 
over  the  river  on  thbse  wildly  dancing  soap-boxes, 
which  is  the  form,  on  the  stage,  that  ice  takes  on 
the  Ohio  River.  It  is  always  exciting  to  see  Eliza 
do  this  great  box-jumping  act,  and  it  always  sends 
cold  shivers  down  one's  spine  to  hear  the  supers 
baying  deeply  in  the  wings,  and  hear  Eliza  ejacu- 
late, with  a  wild  glare:  "The  bloodhounds!" 
But  then  the  most  grewsome  experiences  would 
lose  their  grewsomeness  by  constant  repetition. 
It  is  only  just  to  say  that,  in  Mr.  Rial's  "  Uncle 
Tom's  Cabin,"  whether  the  supers  do  the  baying 
or  not,  there  really  are  two  large,  brindled  blood- 
hounds that  come  trotting  on  the  stage,  and  go 
gently  trotting  after  Eliza  to  the  river's  brink, 
where  the  soap-boxes  are  all  going  rocking  up  and 
down  across  the  raging  torrent. 

The  Legree  part  of  the  play  and  of  the  book  is 
very  ghastly.  The  Legree  part  of  the  book  is — 
art  or  no  art,  truth  or  untruth — one  of  the  most 
fear50mely  and  successfully  ghastly  narratives  that 
any  novelist— of  this  country,  at  any  rate — has  ever 
produced.  Is  there  a  person  anywhere  who  has 
been  able  to  read  the  description  of  the  life  on 
Legree's  plantation — the  hiding  of  Cassie  and 
Emmeline,  their  stay  in  the  deserted  garret,  and 
final  escape — with  calm  pulses  and  serene,  unagitated 
interest  ?  Our  American  novelists,  with  all  their 
level  excellence,  their  polish  of  style,  and  sym- 
metry of  form,  can  not  compete  with  this  un- 
trained, inartistic,  and  inexperienced  writer  in  the 
production  of  pure,  unimpeded,  romantic  narra- 
tive. But,  in  fact,  Mrs.  Stowe  was  inspired  by  the 
spirit  of  the  time  in  which  she  wrote.  Under  the 
stress  and  pressure  of  fervid  conviction  and  over- 
powering enthusiasm,  her  talents  expanded  into 
abnormal  dimensions,  and  in  one  sustained,  but 
never  repeated,  outburst,  she  achieved  a  master- 
piece. The  one  other  example  of  the  same  kind  is 
that  of  Julia  Ward  Howe,  who,  in  an  Han  of  patri- 
otic fervor,  wrote  the  terrible  "  Battle  Hymn  of  the 
Republic,"  and  never  wrote  anything  else  worth 
preserving. 

Jay  Rial's  company  gives  a  fairly  good  representa- 
tion of  this  elderly  drama,  and  is  particularly  happy 
in  a  really  good  Topsy  and  a  clever  Phineas 
Fletcher.  The  play,  however,  is  beginning  to  show 
its  age.  Uncle  Tom's  character  seems  to  have 
shrunk  in  it  down  to  that  of  a  mere  figurehead. 
He  enunciates  worthy  sentiments  at  long  intervals, 
but  is,  on  the  whole,  a  very  quiet  and  insignificant 
old  gentleman,  who  does  not  seem  to  have  very 
much  to  do  with  the  play.  "  Uncle  Tom's  Cabin," 
with  Uncle  Tom  left  out,  would  be  quite  feasible. 
One  of  the  most  remarkable  things  in  the  present 
production  of  the  piece  is  that  so  many  of  the 
colored  people  are  white  and  they  are  all  so  well- 
dressed.  George  Harris,  an  escaping  slave,  is  as 
white  in  color  and  infinitely  better  dressed  than  his 
pursuing  owners.  Indeed,  were  George  a  success- 
ful ward  politician,  he  could  not  be  dressed  in  more 
dazzlinglv  new  clothes  or  wear  a  more  shiny  hat. 
His  gentlemanly  demeanor,  of  a  tragic  melancholy, 
is  in  crushing  contrast  with  the  hectoring,  husky, 
domineering  brutality  of  the  whip-cracking  slave- 
dealers.  Indeed,  the  sons  of  Southern  chivalry 
come  out  very  badly  in  this  performance,  and  the 
runaway  slaves  are  quite  the  most  presentable  men 
in  the  cast. 


STAGE    GOSSIP. 


Arthur  Pinero  has  two  new  plays  on  a  fair  way  to 
completion.  One  is  almost  a  tragedy  and  the  other 
is  a  farcical  comedy. 

"The  Leather  Patch"  will  be  followed  at  the 
California  Theatre  on  Monday  evening.  July  16th, 
by  "  Cordelia's  Aspirations." 

The  London  success  of  the  season,  "The  Mas- 
queraders,"  by  Henry  Arthur  Jones,  will  be  per- 
formed in  America  by  Charles  Frohman's  Empire 
Theatre  Company. 

"  The  Mikado  "  is  being  sung  at  the  Fifth  Ave- 
nue in  New  York,  and  "  to  give  an  appearance  of 
verisimilitude  to  an  otherwise  bald  and  uncon- 
vincing "  show,  they  have  a  band  of  real  Japanese 
girls  who  serve  tea  in  the  lobby  between  the  acts 
and  dance  a  Japanese  dance  in  the  second  act.  No 
wonder  W.  S.  Gilbert  has  grown  crusty. 

The  Potter-Bellew  engagement  at  the  Baldwin 
Theatre  was  cut  down  to  only  one  week  by  the 
quarantine  in  China,  and  they  will  be  followed  on 
Monday,  July  16th,  by  John  Drew  and  his  support- 
ing company  in  "The  Butterflies,"  "The  Masked 
Ball,"  and  other  plays.  His  company  comprises 
Maud  Adams,  Anna  Belmont,  Kate  Meek,  Olive 
Berkeley,  Lilian  Florence,  Louis  Baker,  Harry 
Harwood,  Leslie  Allen,  Arthur  Byron,  and  Frank 
Lamb. 

"Therese,"  in  which  Mrs.  Potter  and  Kyrle 
Bellew  open  their  engagement  on  Monday  night  at 
the  Baldwin,  is  a  dramatization  of  Emile  Zola's 
novel,  "  Th^rese  Raquin."  The  two  stars  played 
it  during  their  last  American  tour  in  the  East.  Fol- 
lowing "  Therese."  they  will  present  "  In  Society" 
and  "  Charlotte  Corday,"  both  new  to  this  city  ;  in 
fact,  the  latter  is  yet  to  receive  its  first  production 
in  this  country.  The  cast  of  "Therese  "is  as  fol- 
lows : 

Laurent,  Kyrle  Bellew ;  Camille,  Mason  Mitchell ; 
Grivet,  John  Ward;  Michaud,  Veraer  Clarges ;  Mme. 
Raquin,  Miss  Minnie  Monk ;  Susan ne,  Miss  Perdita 
Hudpeth  ;  Therese,  Mrs.  Potter. 

"The  Leather  Patch,"  the  amusing  story  of  a 
hunt  for  a  will  sewn  up  in  the  leather  patch  on  a 
pair  of  old  trousers  that  are  sold  by  mistake,  will 
be  revived  by  the  Harrigan  company  on  Monday 
night  at  the  California  Theatre.  The  cast  calls  for 
pretty  much  the  entire  strength  of  the  company, 
the  most  notable  r61es  being  Harrigan's,  the  rival 
undertaker,  Mrs.  O'Dooley,  and  that  extraordinary 
couple  of  "coons,"  Jefferson  Putnam  and  Levy 
Hyer.  The  songs  sung  during  the  piece  include 
"Denny  Grady's  Hack,"  "It  Showered  Again," 
"Baxter  Avenue,"  "A  Merry  Christmas  to  All," 
and  the  popular  song  of  the  colored  wedding  party, 
"  Love,  Put  On  Your  Bridal  Veil." 

The  long  run  of  "  The  Tar  and  the  Tartar  "  is  to 
come  to  an  end  at  the  Tivoli  Opera  House  to- 
morrow (Sunday)  evening,  and  on, Monday  there 
will  be  an  original  production  of  "  Dick  Turpin,"  a 
romantic  comic  opera  in  three  acts,  by  H.  Grattan 
Donnelly,  author  of  "Ship  Ahoy,"  and  Browness 
The  cast  of  characters  will  be  as  follows  : 


There  are  more  working  days  in  the  year  of  the 
American  workman  than  of  any  other,  save  the 
Hungarian.  The  latter  works  312  days  in  the  year, 
and  thus  has  almost  no  holiday,  save  Sunday.  The 
number  of  working  days  in  the  American  year  is 
308.  This  is  the  same  as  the  Dutch  ;  it  is  30  days 
more  than  the  English,  41  days  more  than  the 
Russian,  and  from  6  to  18  days  more  than  the 
working  year  of  any  other  European  country.  It 
is  noteworthy  that  even  newly  arrived  immigrants 
keep  American  holidays. 


There  is  an  odd  glimpse  in  an  old  journal,  which 
lately  came  to  the  surface,  of  the  Alfred  Tennyson 
of  1840.  Those  were  the  days  and  nights  when  the 
poet  wandered  weirdly  up  and  down  his  mother's 
house  in  the  small  hours,  murmuring  poetry  as  he 
went ;  when  he  was  wont  to  aver  that  he  saw 
"  Things "  in  those  small  hours,  or  "before  a  mid- 
night fire,"  and  would  afterward  sketch  for  his 
friends  strange,  grim  forms,  half-human  and  half- 
beast. 


DCCLXIII.— Bill  of  Fare  for  Six  Persons.    Sunday, 

July  8,  1894. 

Mullagatawny  Soup. 

BoQed  Cod,  Egg  Sauce. 

Pressed  Chicken.     Stuffed  Potatoes, 

Com  Fritters.     French  Carrots. 

Roast  Lamb,  Mint  Sauce. 

French  Artichokes. 

Frozen  Peaches  and  Cream.     Sponge  Cake. 

Coffee. 

Pressed     Chicken.  —  Boil     a     chicken     until     very 

tender;  remove  the  skin   and  cut  in  small  pieces  as  for 

salad  ;   tine  a  mold  with  slices  of  hard-boiled  eggs  and 

thin  slices  of  pickle  cut  with  a  fancy  cutter.     Boil  the 

broth  down  to  a  jelly,  season  with  salt,  red  pepper,  a  few 

ground   spices,  and  pour  over  the  chicken  in  the  mold. 

Set  on  the  ice  to  cool.     Garnish  with  sliced  eggs,  parsley, 

and  sliced  lemons. 


—  Knox's  Sparkling  Gelatine  received 
the  only  medal  at  World's  Fair.  The  new  granu- 
lated package  dissolves  in  two  minutes.  Makes  one 
pint  more  jelly  than  shred.     Ask  your  grocer  for  it. 


— The  steamer  "  Meteor,"  formerly  owned 
by  the  Carson  and  Tahoe  Lumber  and  Fluming 
Company,  and  so  well  and  favorably  known  by  aU 
who  have  visited  Lake  Tahoe.  has  been  fitted  up 
for  passenger  service,  and  will  make  regular  daily 
trips  on  and  after  July  1st.  The  Meteor  is  the  only 
steamer  making  the  entire  circuit  of  the  lake,  both 
from  Tahoe  City,  CaL,  and  Glenbrook.  Nev. 


-H.  C.  Massie — Dentist, 

114  Geary  Street,  San  Francisco. 
Gentle  treatment  assured. 


TIVOLI    OPERA    HOUSE. 

Kreling  Bros Proprietors  and  Managers 

Saturday  and  Sunday  Evenings.     Fifth  and  Last  Week. 

Harry  B.  Smith  and  Adam  Itzel,  Jr.'s  Great 

Comic  Opera  Success, 

-:-     TAR   AND    TARTAR    -:- 

Monday,  July  9th Dick  Turpin 

Popular  Prices 25  and  50  cents 

CALIFORNIA  THEATRE. 

Al.  Hayman  S:  Co.,  Lessees  |  S.  H.  Friedlander,  Mgr. 

Week  of  July   9th.     Every  evening,  including   Sunday, 

and  Saturday  Matinee.     The  Most  Absolute 

and  Emphatic  Success, 

MR.    EDWARD    HARRICAN'S 

Famous  Creation  of 
-:-    THE    LEATHER    PATCH    -:- 

Reserved  Seats  fnight),  25c,  50c,  75c,  and  $1.00. 
Reserved  Seats  (matinee),  25c,  50c,  and  75c. 
Next Cordelia's  Aspirations 

BALDWIN    THEATRE. 

Al.  Hayman  &  Co Lessees  and  Managers 

Re-opening  Monday,  July  9th. 

For  One  Week  Only.     Only  Matinee  Saturday. 

MRS.    POTTER.      I      MR.-  BELLEW. 

Monday  and  Tuesday  Evenings Therese 

Wednesday  and  Thursday  Evenings  and  Saturday  Mat- 
inee  In  Society 

Friday  and  Saturday  Evenings..  .Charlotte  Cord  as- 
Next  Attraction:  John  Drew  in  The  Butterflies 


SWIMMING 


CLUBS 


ALL    PATRONIZE    THE 


Dick  Turpin,  Robert  Dunbar ;  Sir  Oliver  Cross,  Miro 
de  la  Motte ;  Major  George  Slasher,  Phil  Eraoson ; 
Dimble  Damber,  Ferris  Hartman  ;  Jerry  Jimp,  Thomas 
C.  Leary ;  Sampson  Clinch,  Fred  Kavanaugh ;  Clinker, 
Ed.  Torpi ;  Landlord,  D.  H.  Smith  ;  Driver  of  the  York 
Mail,  J.  P.  Wilson;  Eleanor  Mortimer,  Tfllie  Salinger; 
Handassah,  Carrie  Godfrey ;  Dorothy  Brooks,  Alice  1 
Neilson ;  Barbara  Brass,  Fanny  Young;  Mrs.  Grumble,  j 
"Minnie  Ellsworth. 

The  Theatre  Libre  in  Paris  has  been  closed  after  j 
a  more  or  less  brilliant  career  of  seven  years  dura-  1 
tion.  It  resulted  in  the  foundation  of  similar  the- 
atres in  Berlin  and  other  German  cities,  and  many 
of  the  plays  produced  there — plays  which  would 
have  been  ruthlessly  rejected  by  the  old-established 
theatres — have  won  fame  and  fortune.  M.  Antoine, 
the  manager,  in  a  recent  interview,  said  : 

"  I  close,  because  the  period  of  evolution  of  free  theatre 
is  closed,  because  the  battle  is  over,  and  because  I  am 
tired  of  going  out  on  country  tours  to  earn  money  which 
I  afterward  spend  in  these  experiments  in  Paris.  I  am 
going  on  a  gTand  tour  through  Europe  and  America  with 
a  well-known  manager,  and  when  I  get  back  next  year  I 
will  think  of  re-opening." 

When  the  Theatre  Libre  was  first  opened,  the 
hall  in  which  the  performances  were  given  was  hired 
on  the  first  evening  with  money  borrowed  in  little 
sums  from  stage  comrades.  For  a  long  time  the 
exceeding  freedom  of  the  pieces  given  there  so 
frightened  the  ordinary  theatre-goers  that  to  speak 
of  going  to  the  free  theatre  was  like  talking  of  an 
excursion  to  the  Moulin  Rouge  or  to  some  other  of 
the  public  dancing-gardens.  But,  little  by  little, 
the  acute  Parisians  began  to  perceive  that  theatri- 
cal art  was  striving  for  a  new  outlet,  and,  when  the 
pieces  of  Ibsen,  Maeterlinck,  Hauptmann,  and 
others  came  in  a  long  procession  to  show  that  the 
foreign  dramatist  was  making  greater  progress  than 
the  native  one  in  audacious  discussion  of  gravest 
social  questions,  the  theatre  was  nightly  thronged. 


LURLINE 
BATHS 


Learn  to  swiin  gracefully  before 
you  go  to  the  seaside. 

Private  Hot  and  Cold  Salt  Water 
Porcelain  Tubs. 


Dividend  Notices. 


SAVINGS  AND  LOAN  SOCIETY,  IOI 
Montgomery  Street,  corner  Sutter. — For  the  half- 
year  ending  June  30,  1894,  a  dividend  has  been  declared 
at  the  rate  of  four  and  eight-tenths  (4  8-10)  per  cent,  per 
annum  on  term  deposits,  and  four  (4)  per  cent,  per  annum 
on  ordinary  deposits,  free  of  taxes,  payable  on  and  after 
Monday,  July  2,  1894. 

CYRUS  YV.  CARMAXY.  Cashier. 


Conan  Doyle's  aptitude  for  telling  stories  began 
to  show  itself  when  he  was  very  young,  and  his 
schoolboy  friends  used  to  offer  him  rewards  in  the 
way  of  tarts  to  relate  romances.  The  author  is  a 
very  fine  specimen  of  manhood.  He  is  big  and 
blonde,  six  feet  tall,  athletic,  and  weighs  two  hun- 
dred and  twenty-five  pounds.  He  is  only  thirty-five. 


A   bright,   blooming  complexion   comes  of   the 
good  blood  made  by  using  Ayer's  Sarsaparilla. 


THE  GERMAN  SAVINGS  AND  LOAN 
Society,  526  California  Street. — For  the  half-year 
ending  June  30,  1S04,  a  dividend  has  been  declared  at  the 
rate  of  five  (s)_per  cent,  per  annum  on  term  deposits,  and 
four  and  one-sixth  (4  1-6)  per  cent,  per  annum  on  ordinary 
deposits,  payable  on  and  after  Monday,  July  2,  1894. 

GEO.  TOURXY.  Secretary. 


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JOHN  WEDDERBURN,      •     -      Managing  Attorney, 
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PENSIONS  PROCURED  FOR 

SOLDIERS,  WIDOWS, 

CHILDREN,        PARENTS. 

Abo,  for  Soldiers  and  Sailors  disabled  In  the  line  ot 
rJnty  In  the  reirnlnr  Army  or  Naw  wince  the  war. 
Survivors  of  the  Indian  ware  of  1K1J  to  1942*  and 
their  widows,  now  entitled.  Old  and  rejected  claims 
a  specialty.  Thousands  entitled  to  Dinner  rates. 
Bend  for  new  laws,  No  charge  for  advice,  HofOi 
antf  successful 


July  9,  1S94. 


THE        ARGONAUT. 


IS 


$35,000. 


BY  ORDER  OF 

FRANK   M.   PIXLEY,   ESQ. 

We  are  authorized  to  offer 

FOR    SALE 


:xs- 


Country  Place 


--A.T- 

CORTE   MADERA 

Marin  County. 

210  Acres 

Beautifully  timbered.  On  line 
North  Pacific  Coast  Railroad.  Only 
forty  minutes  from  foot  of  Market 
St.,  San  Francisco,  twelve  and  one- 
half  miles  in  distance  ;  six  miles 
from  San  Rafael. 

A  few  minutes  walk  to  Larkspur 
Hotel. 

Beautiful  Climate.  Sheltered 
by  Mount  Tamalpais. 

NO  FOGS. 

NO  WINDS 

Water  abundant.  Stone  reservoir 
of  85,000  gallons;  can  be  increased 
to  ten  times  the  capacity  at  small 
expense.  Buildings  on  place  are 
an  old-fashioned,  broad  - porched 
Residence,  Farm  Cottage,  Spacious 
Barn,  Coach  House,  Corrals,  Dairy 
House,  Etc. 

WOULD  BE  A  GRAND  PLACE  FOB  A 

Gentleman's  Country  Home 

Or  could  be  subdivided  into  villa 

lots,  and  would  pay  a  handsome 

profit   on    the  low  price  at 

which  it  is  now  offered. 

VERY     EASY     TERMS 

Can  be  arranged  if  desired. 

For  any  further  particulars  apply 
to 

SHAINWALD,  BUCKBEE  &  CO., 

318-320  Montgomery   St.,  Mills  Building,  8.  F. 


The  Thrilling  Rescue  of  a  Bicycle  Girl. 


The  shades  of  night  were  getting  in  their  work 
and  the  peace  of  a  righteous  community  was  filter- 
ing through  the  atmosphere.  Brown  and  Jones 
were  enjoying  their  last  cigars  and  conversing  on 
stocks  ;  there  is  nothing  frivolous  or  flighty  about 
Brown  and  Jones. 

Suddenly  there  came  a  swish  of  feminine  skirts, 
a  skurry  of  a  bicycle,  and  through  the  darkened  air 
a  shrill  wail  faltered:  "Oh,  won't  you  please  help 
me  ?  "  Then  a  bicycle  at  full  tilt  sped  across  the 
street-crossing,  and  Brown  and  Jones  stared  at  each 
other  aghast. 

"O-o-ooh!"  half-cried  the  voice  of  the  disap- 
pearing rider. 

"  What  in  thunder  does  she  want  help  about?" 
gasped  Jones. 

"  She  wasn't  tipping  over  !  "  cried  Brown. 

"  Her  wheel  was  all  right !  " 

"  No  one  was  pursuing " 

"  Help  !  "  floated  back  to  the  crossing.  With  one 
wild  gush  of  alarm,  two  cigars  were  flung  to  de- 
struction and  two  reputable  citizens  went  spinning 
down  Lake  Avenue.  Never  since  their  college  days 
have  Jones  and  Brown  made  a  running  record  like 
the  one  credited  to  that  night's  performance,  with  a 
movable  goal  for  an  object.  One  block,  two  blocks, 
two  and  a  half,  and  then  the  fleeing  wheel  with  its 
sobbing  rider  came  in  view. 

With  an  extraordinary  spurt  Brown  and  Jones 
caught  up,  grabbed  the  handle-bars,  and  stopped 
the  wild  progress  of  the  modern  Flying  Dutchman. 

"What ,"  began  Jones.    "  How ,"  gasped 

Brown,  who  was  stout  and  unpleasantly  conscious 
of  something  ridiculous  in  the  whole  proceeding. 

"  Oh,"  quavered  the  feminine  rider,  who  was  not 
young  and  not  fair — "oh,  how  can  I  ever  thank 
you  !  Oh,  my  goodness,  what  a  scare  !  I  can  ride, 
you  know — just  learned — but  I  can't  turn  round, 
and  I  can't  mount  and  1  can't  stop  my  wheel,  and  I 
was  getting  farther  away  from  home  every  minute, 
and,  oh,  dear,  what  would  I  have  done  if " 

Jones  coughed.  In  her  excitement,  the  dis- 
tressed lady  was  reposing  against  his  shirt-front. 
It  was  a  fresh  shirt-front,  and  her  act  disturbed 
him. 

"  Shall  we  get  you  started  for  home?"  queried 
Brown,  who  always  had  presence  of  mind. 

"Oh,  if  you  would,"  said  the  distressed  lady, 
and  then  the  two  reputable  citizens  put  her  on  her 
wheel,  turned  it  around,  pushed  her  half  a  block, 
and  saw  her  disappear  in  the  darkness,  leaving  a 
trail  of  inarticulate  gasps,  thanks,  protests,  and  ex- 
clamations in  her  wake. 

Silence  fell  over  Lake  Avenue.  Brown  and 
Jones  stuffed  their  handkerchiefs  into  their  collars 
and  looked  at  each  other  meditatively.  Suddenly 
Brown  went  into  convulsions.  He  grabbed  Jones's 
arm. 

"  How,"  he  stuttered — "  how,  I  say,  is  that  fool 
woman  going  to  stop  when  she  does  get  home  ?  " 

Then  they  sat  down  on  the  kerbstone  to  recover, 
and  incidentally  to  calculate  whether  the  woman 
who  hadn't  learned  how  to  make  the  wheel  stop 
going  round  would  eventually  reach  the  North 
Pole  or  toe  drowned  in  Lake  Superior. 

"  And  yet,"  Brown  says,  scornfully,  when  he  tells 
the  adventure  —  "yet  some  misguided  mortals 
claim  that  women  have  sense  enough  to  vote  and 
decide  the  fate  of  the  nation.     Humph  !  " 

The  way  he  says  "humph"  makes  the  hearer 
wither  right  away — if  the  hearer  is  a  woman. — 
Chicago  News. 

The  Husband's  Story  of  his  Proposal. 

They  were  celebrating  their  silver  wedding,  and, 
of  course,  the  couple  were  very  happy  and  affec- 
tionate. 

"Yes,"  said  the  husband,  "this  is  the  only 
woman  I  ever  loved,  and  I  shall  never  forget  the 
first  time  I  proposed  to  her." 

"  How  did  you  do  it?  "  burst  out  a  young  man 
who  had  been  squeezing  a  pretty  girl's  hand  in  the 
corner. 

They  all  laughed  and  he  blushed,  but  the  girl 
carried  it  off  bravely. 

"  Well,  I  remember  it  as  well  as  if  it  were  but 
yesterday.  It  was  at  Richmond.  We  had  been 
out  for  a  picnic,  and  she  and  I  got  wandering  alone. 
Don't  you  remember,  my  dear,  and  what  a  lovely 
day  it  was?" 

The  wife  smiled. 

"We  sat  on  the  trunk  of  a  tree.  You  haven't 
forgotten,  love,  have  you?" 

The  wife  smiled  again. 

"  She  began  writing  in  the  dust  with  the  point  of 
her  parasol.     You  recall  it,  sweet?" 

The  wife  nodded. 

"  She  wrote  her  name,  '  Mary,'  and  I  asked  her 
to  let  me  put  the  other  name  to  it.  And  I  took  the 
parasol  and  wrote  my  name,  '  Smith,'  below  it,  and 
she  took  back  the  parasol  and  wrote  below  it,  '  No, 
I  won't.'  Then  we  went  home.  You  remember  it, 
darling?    Ah,  I  see  you  do." 

Then  he  kissed  her,  and  the  company  murmured, 
"Wasn't  it  pretty?" 

The  guests  had  all  departed,  and  the  happy  pair 
were  left  alone. 

"Wasn't  it  nice,  Mary,  to  see  all  our  friends 
around  us  so  happy  ?  " 


"Yes,  it  was.  But,  John,  that  reminiscence  of 
yours  ! " 

"  Ah,  it  seems  as  if  it  had  been  only  yesterday, 
Mary." 

"  Yes,  dear  ;  there  are  only  three  things  you're 
wrong  about  in  that  story." 

"  Wrong?    Oh,  no." 

"John,  I'm  sorry  you  told  that  story,  because  I 
never  went  to  a  picnic  with  you  before  we  were 
married.  I  was  never  in  Richmond  in  my  life,  and 
I  never  refused  you." 

"  My  darling,  you  must  be  wrong  ;  I  have  a  good 
memory." 

"I  am  not  wrong,  Mr.  Smith,  and  my  memory 
is  as  good  as  yours,  and,  although  we  have  been 
married  twenty-five  years,  I'd  like  to  know  who  that 
minx  was.  You  never  told  me  about  her  before  !  " 
— Boston  Journal. 

It  is  particularly  interesting  just  now  to  read  that 
Pullman  car  conductors  have  a  snug  retreat  along- 
side the  Pennsylvania  station  in  Jersey  City.  Here 
the  Pullman  company  has  built  what  is  in  effect  a 
free  club-house,  with  lodgings,  baths,  billiard- tables, 
reading-matter,  and  other  club  comforts.  The  con- 
ductor off  duty  may  here  sleep,  eat,  and  amuse  him- 
self. The  clubhouse  is  less  used,  however,  than 
one  might  expect,  for  it  is  an  uncomfortably  con- 
venient place  to  find  a  conductor  to  supply  the  place 
of  one  suddenly  laid  off  by  sickness  or  some  other 
interruption  to  duty. 


His  Parting  Shot. 

She  spurned  his  suit. 

"  Never,"  she  insisted. 

Not  yet  did  hope  flee  his  breast. 

"  Can  you  not,"  he  asked,  huskily.  "  learn  to  love 
me?" 

She  shook  her  head. 

"And  still " 

He  hissed  through  his  clenched  teeth  as  he  made 
for  the  door : 

" they  say  never  too  old  to  learn." 

She  started  violently,  turned  pale,  and  sank  in  a 
miserable  heap  on  the  floor,  crushed  by  his  cruel 
words. — Detroit  Tribune. 


A  guest  hurried  up  to  the  hotel  clerk's  coun- 
ter. He  had  just  ten  minutes  in  which  to  pay 
his  bill,  reach  the  station,  and  board  his  train. 
"Whew!"  he  exclaimed,  "I've  forgotten  some- 
thing. Here,  boy,  run  up  to  my  room,  B48,  and 
see  if  I  have  left  my  tooth-brush  and  sponge. 
Hurry  ;  I've  only  five  minutes  now."  The  boy  hur- 
ried. In  four  minutes  he  returned,  out  of  breath. 
"Yes,  sir,"  he  panted,  "you  left  them." — Chicago 
Mail. 


MARTSnORNSSa' 


Rudyard  Kipling  told  the  St.  James's  Gazette  the 
other  day  that  he  lives  on  the  borders  of  "  the  great 
pie  belt,  which  extends  through  New  England  and 
across  northern  New  York." 


NOTICE 

BAHE  THUS 


LABEL 

ATOGET 

THEGENU1NE 

I)  HARTSHORN) 


WILL   NOT    BITE    OR    DET    THE    TONGUE    OR    THROAT. 


gURBRUC'S  GOLDEN  SCEPTRE. 

If  you  are  a   Pipe-Smoker,  "&£&£?££  j*™ 

world  will  not  convince  as  quickly  as  a  trial  that  it  is  almost  perfection.  We  will  send  on 
receipt  of  10c.  a  sample  to  any  address.  Prices  GOLDEN  SCEPTRE,  ifi>.,  $1.30; 
Xlk-j  40c.     Postage  paid.     Send  for  pamphlet. 

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IF  YOU  WANT  INFORMATION  ABOUT 


PENSIONS 


ADDRESS   A   LETTER   OR  POSTAL  CABD  TO 

THE  PRESS  CLAIMS  COMPANY, 

JOHN  WEDDERBURN,  Managing  Attorney, 
P.  0.  Box  463.  Washington,  D.  C. 

Honorably  discharged  soldiers  and  sailors  who  served  ninety  days,  or  over,  in  the  late  war, 
are  entitled,  if  now  partially  or  wholly  disabled  for  ordinary  manual  labor,  whether  disability 
was  caused  by  service  or  not,  and  regardless  of  their  pecuniary  circumstances. 

WIDOWS  of  such  soldiers  and  sailors  are  entitled  f  if  not  remarried)  whether  soldier's  death 
was  due  to  army  service  or  not,  if  now  dependent  upon  their  own  labor  for  support.  Widows 
not  dependent  upon  their  own  labor  are  entitled  if  the  soldier's  death  was  due  to  service. 

CHILDREN  are  entitled  (if  under  sixteen  years)  in  almostall  cases  where  there  was  do 
widow,  or  she  has  s'nce  died  or  remarried. 

PARENTS  are  enti..ed  if  soldier  leftnelther  widow  nor  child,  provided  soldier  died  In 
service,  or  from  effects  of  Service,  and  they  are  now  dependent  upon  their  own  labor  for  sup- 
port. It  makes  uo  difference  whether  soldier  served  or  died  in  late  war  or  in  regular  army  or 
navy. 

Soldiers  of  the  late  war,  pensioned  under  one  law,  may  apply  for  bJ.eh.er  rates  under  other 
laws,  without  losing  any  rights. 

Thousands  of  soldiers  drawing  from  $2  to  Jio  per  month  under  the  old  law  are  entitled  to 
higher  rates  under  new  law,  not  only  on  account  of  disabilities  for  which  now  pensioned,  but 
also  for  others,  whether  due  to  service  or  not. 

Soldiers  and  sailors  disabled  in  line  of  duty  in  regnlararmyor  navy  since  the  war  are  also 
entitled,  whether  discharged  for  disability  or  not.  • 

Survivors,  and  their  widows,  of  the  Black  Hawk,  Creek,  Cherokee  and  Seminole  or  Flor- 
ida Indian  Wars  of  1832  to  1842,  are  entitled  nnder  a  recent  act. 

Mexican  War  soldiers  and  their  widows  also  entitled,  if  sixty-two  years  of  age  or  disabled 
o*-  dependent. 

Old  claims  completed  and  settlement  obtained,  whether  pension  has  been  granted  under 
later  laws  or  not. 

Rejected  claims  reopened  and  settlement  secured,  if  rejection  improper  or  Illegal. 

Certificates  of  service  and  discharge  obtained  for  soldiers  and  sailors  of  the  late  war  who 
have  lost  their  original  papers. 

Send  for  laws  and  information.     No  charge  for  advice.    No  fee  unless  successful.    Address, 

THE  PRESS  CLMIMS  COMPANY, 
JOHN  WEDDERBURN,  Managing  Attorney, 

P.  O.  Box  463.  WASH  I N  GT 


THE        ARGONAUT. 


July  9,  1894. 


REMOVED! 


SEWING    MACHINES 

—  AND  — 

Domestic  Paper  Patterns 

FBOM  POST  STREET, 

TO   1021    MARKET  STREET, 

Between  Sixth  and  Seventh  Streets. 


THE  BANK  OF  CALIFORNIA, 

SAN   FRANCISCO. 


Capital  §3,000,000  00 

Surplusand  UndiTided  Profits     3,347,584  02 

January  1,  1894. 


William  Alvord President 

Thomas  Brown Cashier 

S.  Prentice  Smith Assistant  Cashier 

Irving  F.  Moulton 2d  Assistant  Cashier 


CORRESPONDENTS : 

,.       ,T    ,  I  Messrs.  Laidlaw  &  Co. 

Newiork (The  Bank  of  New  York,  N.  B.  A. 

Boston Tremont  National  Bank 

London Messrs.  N.  M.  Rothschild  &  Sons 

Paris Messrs.  De  Rothschild  Freres 

Virginia  City,  Nev Agency  of  the  Bank  of  California 

Chicago Union  National  Bank 

St.  Louis Boatmen's  Eank 

Australia  and  New  Zealand Bank  of  New  Zealand 

China,  Japan,  and  India Chartered  Bank  of  India, 

Australia,  and  China 

Letters  of  Credit  issued  available  in  all  parts  of  the  world. 

Draw  direct  on  New  York,  Boston,  Chicago,  St.  Louis, 
Salt  Lake,  Denver,  Kansas  City,  New  Orleans,  Portland, 
Or.,  Los  Angeles,  and  on  London,  Paris,  Berlin,  Ham- 
burg, Bremen,  Frank  fort -on -Main,  Copenhagen,  Stock- 
holm, Christiana,  Switzerland,  Melbourne,  Sydney,  Auck- 
land, Hong  Kong,  Shanghai,  Yokohama,  Genoa,  and  all 
cities  in  Italy. 


WELLS  FARGO  &CO/S  BANK 

N.  E.  Cor.  Sansoiue  and  Sutter  Sts. 
San  Francisco,  Cal. 

Cash  Capital  and  Surplus £6, 250, 000 

Jno.  J.  Valentine,  President;  Homer  S.  King.  Manager. 
H.  Wadsworth,  Cashier;  F.  L.  Lipman,  Asst-Cashier. 
Directors — John  J.  Valentine,  Benj.  P.  Cheney,  Oliver 
Eldridge,  Henry  E.  Huntington,  Homer  S.  King,  Geo.  E. 
Gray,  John  J.  McCook,  Charles  F.  Crocker,  DudleyEvans. 


BANK  OF  SISSON,   CROCKER  &  CO. 

t  {Incorporated  April  25,  1892.J 

322  Pine  Street,  San  Franeisco. 

Directors : 

Geo.    W.    Scott,    President;    W.    W.    Van    Arsdale, 

Cashier;  J.  H.  Strobridge,  D.  W.  Earl,  J.  H.  Sisson,  F. 

H.  Green,  J.  M.  Haven. 

Receives  deposits ;    dealers   in    exchange ;    a    general 
banking  business  transacted. 


CONNECTICUT  FIRE  INSURANCE  CO. 

OF  HARTFORD. 


Cash  Capital SI, 000, 000 

Assets 2,632,228 

Surplus  to  policy-holders 1,550,589 

ROBERT  DICKSON,  Manager,  San  Francisco. 
Bovd  &  Dickson,  San  Francisco,  Agents,  501  Mont- 
gomery Street.     General  Office,  401  Montgomery  St. 


Uj/lEC  CANNOT  SEE  HOW  YOU  DO 
™«rC     IT  AND  PAY  FREIGHT. 

CfABays  our  2  drawer  walnut  or  oak  Id- 
TrTproTed  lli?h  Arm  SiDgerBewIng  midline 
1  fiaely  t: ebbed,  nickel  plated,  adapted  to  lichl 
\  and  heavy  work;  guaranteed  for  10  lean;  with 
1  Automatic  Bobbin  Winder,  Selr-Threadlnff  Cjlln- 
I  der  Shuttle,  Se  i  f-SeUlng  Seedle  and  a  complete 
(set  of  Steel  Attachments;  EMpped  any  where  on 
SO  Da  t's  Trial.  No  money  required  In  advance. 
75, 000 now  In ose.  World's  Fair  Medal  awarded  machine  and  attach- 
ments. Buy  from  factory  and  safe  dealer's  and  agent's  profits. 
rnrr  Cut  This  Out  and  send  to-day  for  machine  or  larre  free 
f  Ktt  catalogue,  tesllmonwls  and  QUmpaesof.  Lhe  World's  Fair. 

OXFORD  MFG.  CO.  342  Wabash  irs.  CHICAGO, ILL, 


GEORGE   GOODMAN, 

— PATENTEE    AND     MANUFACTURER    OF — 

ARTIFICIAL  STONE 

IN  ALL  ITS  BRANCHES. 

Schillinger's  Patent  Side  "Walk  and  Garden 
Walk  a  Specialty. 

Office,  307  Montgomery  St.,  Nevada  Blk,  S.  F. 


SCOTT  &  McCORD, 

HAY    AND    GRAIN     MERCHANTS 

Office,  Pier  31,  Steuart  Street. 
Telephone  No.  ioi. 
Main  Warehouses:    Pier  21,  Steuart  Street  and  241 
to  245  East  Street. 

Storage  Warehouses:  449  and  451  Berry  Street  and 
449  and  451  Channel  Street. 


ML  VERNON  COMPANY,  BALTIMORE 

The  undersigned  having  been  appointed  AGENTS 
FOR  THE  PACIFIC  COAST  for  the  sale  of  the  manu- 
factures of  above  company,  have  now  in  store  : 

SAIL  DUCK-ALL  NUMBERS; 
HYDRAULIC— ALL  NUMBERS  ; 
DRAPER  AND  WAGON  DUCK, 

From  30  to  120  inches  wide ;  and  a  complete  assortment 
of  all  qualities.  28'i-inch  Duck,  from  7  Ounces 
to  15  Ounces,  inclusive. 

MURPHY,  GRANT  &  CO. 


AXDKBWS'  UPRIGHT 

FOLDING  BEDS 

Office  and  School 

FURNITURE. 

OPERA  AND  CHURCH  CHAIRS 

C.  F.  WEBER  &  CO. 

Post  and  Stockton  Sts.,  S.    I  . 


THE    ALLEGED    HUMORISTS. 


Hardup — "Hello,  Charlie!  your  trousers  bag  at 
the  knees."  Dedbroke — "  I  wish  they  bagged  at  the 
pocket-book  !  " — Truth. 

Mrs.  Dogood — "  What  is  your  business  ?  "  Weary 
Walker — "I  have  started  to  go  around  the  world 
in  the  greatest  possible  number  of  days." — Puck. 

Guide — "  Now  you  will  have  to  be  careful  ;  many 
a  tourist  has  broken  his  neck  at  this  spot."  Gent 
(to  his  wife) — "  Augusta,  you  go  first." — Spare  Mo- 
ments. 

"  I've  been  to  the  funeral  of  Norton's  uncle,  who 
left  him  everything."  "Was  Norton's  grief  un- 
controllable?" "Yes;  he  couldn't  shed  a  tear." 
—Puck. 

Wifey — "The  proof  of  the  pudding  is  in  the 
eating."  The  brute — "I  know;  but  I  think  sci- 
entific research  has  already  numbered  enough  mar- 
tyrs."— Truth. 

' '  There's  a  friend  down-stairs  waiting  for  you  ; 
says  he  wants  you  only  for  a  minute."  Mr.  Catchon 
— "  Here,  James,  take  this  ten  dollars  and  keep  it 
until  I  come  back." — Fun. 

"  Gibbs  is  a  great  lawyer.  His  cross-examination 
always  embarrasses  a  witness."  "  How  does  he  do 
it?"  "  Asks  if  each  statement  made  in  direct  ex- 
amination is  true." — Truth. 

Boston  girl — "Do  you  know,  I   fahncy  heaven 

will    be    much    like     Boston."  Chicago    girl  — 

"Why?      Because   there    won't  be   men    enough 
there  to  go  around  ?  " — Life. 

Featherstone — "I  hear  you  are  going  to  move, 
Mr.  Ringway."  Ringway — "  Move  !  I  should  like 
to  know  where  you  heard  that."  Featherstone — 
"  Your  landlord  told  me." — Puck. 

Nellie — "  Why  do  you  send  out  your  wedding  in- 
vitations so  far  in  advance?"  Millie — "  Many  of 
our  friends  keep  their  money  in  savings  banks,  and 
have  to  give  notice." — New  York  Weekly. 

Miss  Boardman — "  What  kind  of  bird  could  it 
have  been  that  built  its  nest  here,  where  it  can  be 
so  easily  despoiled?"  Miss  Summer  Girl — "  Well, 
I'm  not  much  of  an  ornithologist ;  but  it  must  have 
been  a  jay." — Puck. 

Willis — ' '  When  my  wife  makes  me  a  present,  it 
is  sure  to  be  something  that  will  last."  Wallace — 
' '  My  wife  is  just  like  her.  Five  years  ago  she  made 
me  a  present  of  one  hundred  cigars,  and  I  have 
ninety-nine  of  them"  yet." — Life. 

The  way  he  liked  her  :  Mrs.  Innit — "  Grace,  are 
you  sure  Mr.  Huggard  loves  you  for  yourself 
alone  ?"  Grace  Innit — "  I  am  sure  of  it,  mamma. 
When  he  calls,  he  hates  awfully  to  have  any  one 
else  come  into  the  room." — Puck. 

Mrs.  Younglove — "  Y-you  didn't  give  rn-me  any 
b-birthday  present— and  1-1  knew  you  w- wouldn't !  " 
(Weeps.)  Younglove  (soothingly) — "There,  there, 
my  love  ;  since  you  had  the  gift  of  prophecy,  what 
other  present  did  you  need?" — Truth. 

Kitty — "You're  not  going  to  send  that  hideous 
Indian  idol  for  a  wedding-present,  are  you?" 
Tom — "Yes;  I've  got  a  bet  that  the  bride  will 
write  a  charming  little  note  thanking  me  for  my 
'  beautiful  and  exquisite  gift.'  " — Puck. 

He — "  Do  you  think,  darling,  that  it  would  be  ad- 
visable for  me  to  speak  to  your  father  to-day?" 
She — "  Well,  hardly,  dearest.  He  remarked  this 
morning  that  the  fire-crackers  you  gave  my  little 
brother  woke  him  up  at  three  o'clock." — Life. 

Willie — "Say,  papa,  can't  I  have  a  dollar  for 
some  more  fire-crackers?"  Slimson — "But  I  let 
you  have  five  dollars  this  morning."  Willie — "  I 
know  it.  But  I  used  them  all  up  on  mamma's  pet 
dog."  Slimson — "Here,  my  boy,  take  five  dollars 
more." — Life. 

When  the  women  vote  :  Mrs.  Hicks — "  We  have 
a  cook  now  that  promises  great  things."  Mrs. 
Dix — "  So?"  Mrs.  Hicks — "  Yes  ;  she's  the  leader 
of  the  district.  I  had  to  raise  her  to  twenty-five  a 
month,  in  order  to  get  John  a  place  in  the  custom 
house." — Puck. 

Dashaway — "  Here's  a  telegram  announcing  that 
my  uncle  is  dead.  I've  been  expecting  it  all 
along."  Cleverion — "  How  do  you  know  he  is 
dead?  You  haven't  read  it."  Dasliaway — "No; 
but  if  he  were  alive,  it  would  come  "collect."" — 
Brooklyn  Life. 

Lady  (to  janitor  of  Masonic  Temple) — "  Here's  a 
quarter,  Pat,  and  will  you  show  me  the  goat  that 
I'm  told  the  Freemasons  keep  here  ?"  "  Would  I 
bees  showing  it ?"  asked  Pat.  "If  you- please," 
replied  the  lady  ;  "  I  always  pick  some  of  these 
long,  silky,  auburn  hairs  off  my  husband's  coat 
when  he  has  been  to  the  lodge  meeting,  and  I 
thought  I'd  like  to  see  such  a  queer  animal." 
"  Quare,  mum?"  said  the  shrewd  Pat;  "he  is 
that,  mum.  The  color  o'  an  Irish  setter,  mum. 
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TABLE     OF    CONTENTS. 

Editorial  :  The  Issue  involved  in  the  Strike — Why  the  Railroads  can  not 
Surrender — The  Populists  and  the  Strike— A  Party  of  Destruction 
and  Disorder — The  Ideal  Husband— Views  of  Prominent  Women — The 
Prime  Requisites — The  Increase  of  Crime — Views  of  Noted  Crimi- 
nologists—  The  Platonic  Love — Can  it  Exist?  —  The  Influence  of 
Female  Suffrage — The  Press  and  the  Strikers— What  the  Daily  Papers 

are  Responsible  for 1-3 

His  Own   Deatk-Warkant  :    A   City-Editor's   Story.      By   Willard   A. 

Holcomb 4 

Old  Favorites:  "Maude  Claire,"  by  Christina  Rossettt ;  "Introspec- 
tion," by  George  Arnold — 4 

Jim's  Debut:   How  the  Seedy  Club  and  Pasqualino  Carried  it  Through. .     5 

Are  Old  Maids  Unattractive":     By  Junius  Henri  Browne 5 

Old  Gocgh  :  The  Story  of  a  Strike.     By  John  Gray 6 

Communications:  The  Crime  of  the  Daily   Press — A  Commendation — 

The  Pullman  Wages — Who  They  Are — A  Farmer's  Views 7 

Individualities:  Notes  about  Prominent  People  all  Over  the  World 7 

Literary  Notes  :  Personal  and  Miscellaneous  Gossip — New  Publications.  8 
Vanity  Fair:  Detectives  in  French  Society  —  Strange  Things  Com- 
patible with  the  "Honor  of  a  Gentleman"  in  Europe — The  Typical 
American  and  English  Girls — Society's  Leniency  toward  Divorced 
Persons — The  Passing  of  the  Young  Girl  due  to  Dinner-Parties — 
Mrs.  Lynn  Linton  on  Modern  Lack  of  Principle — Sad  Plaint  of  the 
Girl  of  Twenty-Five— Interesting  Changes  in  the  Popular  Heroine  of 

Romance — A  "Beauty-Show  in  Vienna 9 

The  Wicked  Wits  :  What  they  Say  of  Women 10 

Society:  Movements   and  Whereabouts— Notes  and  Gossip — Army  and 

Navy  News 10-1 1 

Summer  Separations:  "Between  the  Lines,"  by  Harry  Romaine ; 
"  Satisfied,"  by  Nathan  M.  Levy  ;  "Two  Hypocrites "  ;  "  She  is  Out 

of  Town,"  by  Richard  Harding  Davis 11 

The  Social  Butterfly 12 

The  Tl'nefli.  Liar:    "Where    Hesing's    Whiskers    Is,"    "The    Little 

Rift,"  "The  New  Maid,"  "No  Trouble  Then" 11 

Storyettes  :  Grave  and  Gay,  Epigrammatic  and  Otherwise — The  Last 
Place  to  Send  Him — A  Bored  Countess — The  Zenana  Mission — "Des- 
p'rately  Overflowed  " — The  Hymn  of  the  Little  Bear — How  a  Sheffield 
Maecenas  Entertained  Gautier — A  Clever  Thief  and  a  Cleverer  Maid- 
Anecdotes  of  Erskine — Byron's  Careless  Friend — Dan  O'Connell  as  an 

Extinct  Volcano — Advice  for  Reformers 13 

Drama:  Mrs.  Potter  and  Mr,  Bellew  in  "Therese" — Stage  Gossip 14 

The  Alleged  Humorists:  Paragraphs  Ground  out  by  the  Dismal  Wits 
of  the  Day • 16 


Does  the  mere  fact  of  employment  confer  upon  the  em- 
ployee the  right  to  dictate  the  management  of  his  employ- 
er's business?  In  the  last  analysis,  that,  and  that  alone,  is 
the  issue  involved  in  the  struggle  between  the  American  Rail- 
way Union  and  the  railroads.  The  fight  is  against  all  em- 
ployers of  labor,  though  the  railroads  have  been  forced  to 
sustain  the  brunt  of  the  fighting  through  the  circumstances 
under  which  the  present  conflict  arose.  Huntington  and  the 
Crockers  are  no  more  directly  interested  in  the  outcome 
than  is  Irving  Scott,  or  William  R.  Hearst,  or  any  other 
employer  of  labor,  large  or  small.  Should  the  discipline 
of  the  Federated  Trades  and  the  Knights  of  Labor  prove 
equal  to  that  of  the  American  Railway  Union — a  matter 
that  seems  to  be  in  doubt  at  the  present  writing — those 
merchants  and  business  men  who  have  been  urging  the  rail- 
road to  concede  the  point  in  dispute  will  appreciate  their 
own  interest  in  the  controversy. 

It  is  urged  by  many  peace-loving  people  that  the  rail- 
roads should  have  conceded  the  point  at  issue  and  agreed  to 
run  trains  without  Pullmans  attached  until  such  time  as  the 
dispute  with  the  Pullman  Company  is  settled.  The  loss  that 
would  thereby  be  sustained  by  the  railroad  company  in  hav- 
ing the  capital  tied  up  in  Pullman  cars  lying  idle,  and  their 
loss  in  passenger  traffic  may  be  ignored,  for  their  loss  under 
existing  conditions  is  far  greater.  But,  apart  from  this, 
what  would  be  gained  by  surrender  ?     It  is  perfectly  true 


that  the  surrender  would  not  bind  the  railroads  to  concede 
any  demands  that  labor  might  make  in  the  future.  Never- 
theless, a  surrender  now  would  merely  postpone  the  strug- 
gle. Success  at  this  time  would  encourage  the  American 
Railway  Union  to  make  further  demands — Debs  is  already 
talking  of  demanding  an  increase  of  wages  all  around — and 
they  would  enter  into  a  new  strike  with  more  courage  and  en- 
thusiasm, could  they  look  back  upon  a  successful  termination  of 
this  struggle.  To  surrender  now  would  insure  the  railroads 
a  far  more  bitter  struggle  at  some  future  time,  and  the  issue 
in  the  future  struggle  could  not  be  more  unreasonable  than 
is  the  issue  in  this  strike.  Laborers  in  other  branches  of 
industry  would  also  be  encouraged  to  strike,  and  their  em- 
ployers are  not  likely  to  be  so  well  prepared  to  withstand 
their  demands  as  are  the  railroads. 

We  have  the  assurance  of  the  labor  leaders  in  Chicago 
that  this  is  regarded  as  the  decisive  struggle  between  labor 
and  capital.  The  ultimate  aim  of  labor,  therefore,  becomes 
important.  Their  purpose  is  expressed  by  them  in  a  demand 
for  the  "  rights  of  labor,"  a  phrase  that  may  mean  anything 
or  everything,  according  to  the  interpretation  that  is  put  upon 
it.  It  is  doubtful  whether  many  of  them  could  express  their 
views  any  more  clearly  than  this.  Some  of  the  leaders  and 
of  their  half-educated  sympathizers  say  that  capital  is  merely 
"  pent-up  labor,"  and  that  labor  is  the  only  element  of  pro- 
duction outside  of  natural  agents.  As  there  is  not  much  in 
a  name,  after  all,  the  contention  maybe  granted.  But  the 
conclusion  that  they  jump  at — that  their  labor  alone  is  entitled 
to  all  the  profits  of  industry — does  not  follow  by  any  manner 
of  means.  Capital,  whether  unscientifically  called  "  pent-up 
labor  "  or  scientifically  called  "  capital,"  is  entitled  to  its  share  of 
the  profits.  Labor  without  capital  is  as  helpless  as  a  train- 
hand  without  a  train. 

In  order  to  see  clearly  what  organized  labor  aims  at,  it  is 
necessary  to  ignore  their  muddled  statements  of  theoretical 
principles  and  consider  their  acts.  Judged  by  these,  organ- 
ized labor  has  arrived  at  the  mental  condition  in  which  it 
looks  upon  itself  as  a  part  owner  with  the  capitalist  in  his 
"pent-up  labor."  It  claims  a  right  to  dictate  how  the  profits 
of  the  business  shall  be  divided  ;  it  demands  that  no  laborer 
shall  be  employed  unless  it  is  satisfied  with  him,  and  that  no 
laborer  shall  be  discharged  without  its  consent ;  it  declares 
what  machinery7  shall  not  be  used  and  what  raw  material 
shall  be  rejected  ;  it  prescribes  upon  what  conditions  the 
business  shall  be  conducted  ;  and,  if  its  demands  are  not 
complied  with,  it  closes  the  employer's  factory  and  decrees 
that  his  machinery  shall  rust  and  his  raw  material  shall  rot 
until  its  demands  are  conceded. 

In  the  present  struggle  the  strikers  have  passionately  de- 
clared that  there  was  no  necessity  for  calling  out  troops 
against  peaceful  and  law-abiding  citizens.  They  have  de- 
nounced the  authorities  for  taking  the  side  of  corporate 
greed  in  its  efforts  to  oppress  labor.  "Corporate  greed," 
be  it  observed,  here  took  the  form  of  an  endeavor  on  the 
part  of  the  corporations  to  protect  their  own  property  and  to 
carr)-  on  their  own  business.  The  strikers,  on  the  other  hand, 
claimed  a  lawful  right  to  enter  the  private  premises  of  the 
railroad  for  the  purpose  of  obstructing  its  business  ;  to 
climb  into  the  company's  engines,  trying  to  persuade  the 
firemen  and  engineers  not  to  work,  and,  in  the  event  of 
failure,  forcibly  dragging  them  out  of  the  engines  and 
beating  them  ;  to  occupy  the  railroad's  depots  to  the 
exclusion  of  officials  and  employees ;  to  obstruct  the 
railroad's  tracks  with  empty  cars;  to  "kill"  engines;  to 
derail  trains  ;  to  destroy  semaphore  connections  ;  and  to 
"  borrow "  engines  and  trains  whenever  they  want  to  travel 
about  to  fight  the  lawful  authorities.  Some  people  usually 
consider  these  acts  unlawful  ;  every*  owner  of  property  in 
the  country  is  interested  in  the  question  whether  or  not  they 
are  so. 

These  are  the  proceedings  claimed  as  lawful  in  this  State. 
In  Chicago  and  the  neighboring  towns  more  violence  has 
been  used.  Tracks  have  been  torn  up,  trains  have  been 
wantonly  wrecked  and  bumed,  property*  has  been  destroyed, 
train-hands,  police  officers,  and  soldiers  have  been  stoned  and 
beaten,  bloodshed  has  been  necessary.     Law  and  order  are 


for  the  time  suspended  ;  organized  government  is  a  farce. 
The  strikers  declare,  with  virtuous  show  of  indignation,  that 
they  are  not  doing  these  things,  but  that  the  criminals  and 
anarchists,  of  which  Chicago  has  more  than  its  share,  are 
responsible.  But  the  strikers  have  by  their  acts  created  the 
conditions  that  make  these  things  possible ;  if  there  were  no 
strike,  there  would  be  no  opportunity  for  scenes  of  blood- 
shed and  violence.  Having  touched  a  match  to  the  inflam- 
mable material,  they  can  not  shirk  the  responsibility  by  say- 
ing that  they  did  not  fan  the  flames. 

The  London  papers,  with  characteristic  lack  of  confidence 
in  democratic  institutions,  declare  that  popular  government 
has  failed  and  that  the  republic  is  toppling.  Did  they  under- 
stand the  elasticity-  of  democratic  institutions,  they  would 
know  that  there  is  no  ground  for  any  such  alarmist  view.  A 
popular  government  depends  for  its  defense  upon  the  action 
of  the  people  ;  popular  opinion  is  more  powerful  than  Gat- 
ling  guns.  But  over-confidence  in  republican  institutions 
renders  popular  opinion  slow  to  act.  Our  institutions  are  on 
trial,  but  so  soon  as  the  people  arouse  to  that  fact,  the  pres- 
I  ent  turbulence  will  fade  away  like  mist  before  the  sun. 

There  is  but  one  political  party  in  the  United  States,  or  in 
any  of  the  several  States,  which  has  declared  its  sympathy 
with  and  approval  of  the  acts  of  the  sadly  misguided  men 
who  are  setting  the  laws  of  the  land  at  defiance,  and  that  is 
the  Populist  party*.  The  Republican  and  Democratic  parties 
differ  widely  on  national  and  State  issues,  especially  on 
economic  questions  which  affect  the  nation  as  a  whole,  but 
each  vies  with  the  other  in  its  devotion  to  law  and  order  and 
its  loyalty  to  the  L'nion.  The  Populist  party,  on  the  con- 
trary, stands  ready  to  take  up,  indorse,  and  embrace  the  ex- 
tremest  doctrines  of  the  strikers,  the  socialists,  and  even  the 
anarchists,  the  only  condition  being  that  such  action  shall 
offer  a  reasonable  promise  of  political  success.  The  plat- 
form of  the  party-  in  this  State,  with  its  thirty-nine  articles, 
is  broad  enough  to  embrace  the  anarchistic  utterances  of 
Johann  Most  and  the  sophistical  arguments  of  Eugene  V. 
Debs.  It  is  so  framed  that  every  one  who  reads  it  may  con- 
strue it  to  suit  himself.  It  means  whatever  the  reader  may 
wish  it  to  mean,  but,  at  the  same  time,  there  runs  through  it 
a  strain  of  that  sentiment  which  has  recently  found  expres- 
sion in  Illinois  in  the  burning  of  railroad  bridges,  the  de- 
struction of  cars,  and  armed  and  open  resistance  to  the 
lawfully  constituted  authorities  of  the  State  and  the  United 
States. 

It  is  well  understood,  of  course,  that  the  Populists  hope  to 
secure  the  control  of  the  Federal  Government  and  of  the 
government  of  the  several  States,  not  by  armed  revolution, 
so  far  as  they  are  concerned,  but  by  the  ballot.  They  will 
ask  the  people  of  this  State,  and  of  all  the  States,  to  turn 
over  to  them  the  control  of  affairs,  promising,  of  course — 
for  promises  cost  little — that  with  their  advent  into  power 
will  come  the  millennium  and  a  renaissance  of  the  fabled 
Golden  Age.  Under  their  beneficent  rule  there  will  be  no 
more  hard  work,  no  privation,  no  poverty,  and  no  suffering. 
The  government  will  take  care  of  everybody,  and  legislation 
will  be  so  framed  that  capital  and  labor  shall  change  places, 
and  the  millionaire  of  to-day  shall  be  the  sand-shoveler  of 
to-morrow.  They  will  make  laws,  they  say,  which  will 
equalize  and  harmonize  existing  conditions,  and  will  enforce 
them,  no  matter  how  strenuously  the  plutocracy  may  oppose 
them. 

Has  it  occurred  to  the  Populists  that  their  open  and  un- 
disguised sympathy  with  rank  and  avowed  law-breakers  at 
the  present  moment  will  hardly  commend  them  to  the  con- 
fidence of  the  American  people  as  a  party  to  make  wise  laws 
and  provide  for  their  enforcement  ?  Have  they  never  heard 
that  before  one  is  fitted  to  command  he  must  have  learned 
to  obey  ?  Can  they  be  so  foolish  as  to  imagine  that  their 
support  of  Debs  and  his  schemes  can  win  for  them  the 
esteem  and  support  of  the  law-abiding  and  law-loving  citi- 
zens of  the  United  States?  If  they  have  one  single  gleam 
of  political  intelligence,  one  iota  of  sagacity,  they  should  be 
able  to  see  that  at  this  moment  the  people  of  the  United 
States   are    in    no   mood  to    temporize   with    tl  bulent 


THE        ARGONAUT. 


July  16,  1894. 


classes,  and  that  even  a  crowd  of  lunatics  out  of  an 
insane  asylum  would  not  add  fuel  to  the  flame  by 
putting  into  office  a  party  which  is  professedly  in  sym- 
pathy with  the  apostles  of  arson,  bloodshed,  murder,  and 
rapine.  The  people  of  the  United  States  have  not  spoken 
on  this  matter  yet.  We  have  had  shrill  and  hysterical  ulu- 
lations  from  Debs,  Sovereign,  Knox,  Roberts,  and  the  rest 
of  the  small  fry  whom  events  have  pushed  to  the  front,  but 
the  voice  of  the  people  has  not  been  heard.  When  it  shall 
be,  it  will  be  like  the  voice  of  God,  and  anarchy  and  misrule 
will  flee  affrighted  to  hide  themselves.  We  have  come 
nearly  to  the  point  where  we  must  decide  between  govern- 
ment and  no  government,  and  does  any  thinking  man,  any 
good  citizen,  any  patriotic  American,  believe  for  a  moment 
that  the  determination  of  that  great  and  all-important  ques- 
tion is  to  be  left  to  the  Populists  ?  We  might  as  well  have 
committed  the  preservation  of  the  Union  in  1861  to  copper- 
heads and  Northern  doughfaces,  and  intrusted  the  putting 
down  of  the  rebellion  to  the  Knights  of  the  Golden  Circle. 
These  are  times  which  call  for  devotion  to  law  and  order, 
for  regard  for  rights  of  person  and  property,  for  patriotism 
in  its  deepest  and  widest  sense,  and  who  can  be  so  childish, 
so  silly,  as  to  believe  that  these  qualities  characterize  a  party 
which  numbers  among  its  most  bright  and  shining  lights  a 
Peffer,  a  Waite,  a  Tillman,  a  Lewelling,  and  a  Pennoyer? 

The  Ladief  Home  Journal  has  interviewed  a  number  of 
distinguished  ladies  on  the  momentous  question,  "What 
constitutes  a  good  husband  ? "  Among  the  ladies  who 
answered  the  query  were  Mrs.  Henry  Ward  Beecher,  Mrs. 
Amelia  E.  Barr,  Mrs.  Elizabeth  Stuart  Phelps,  Mrs.  Harriet 
Prescott  Spofford,  and  Grace  Greenwood — all  ladies  of 
mature  age,  who  may  be  supposed  to  have  studied  mankind 
from  every  possible  standpoint  and  to  have  taken  the 
measure  of  the  married  man  in  every  attitude.  It  is  curious 
to  note  their  idea  of  the  masculine  qualities  most  likely  to 
insure  happiness  to  a  wife. 

One  lady  declares  that  the  one  quality  required  is  tender- 
ness. Another  puts  good  temper  in  the  front  rank.  A  third 
gives  the  first  place  to  piety.  A  fourth  names  steady  habits. 
A  fifth  habitual  courtesy  and  politeness.  Mrs.  Henry  Ward 
Beecher  thinks  the  ideal  qualities  for  a  husband  are  morality, 
temperance,  right  dealing  with  all,  and  affection  and  tender- 
ness for  the  wife.  Grace  Greenwood  holds  that  the  best  of 
all  possible  husbands  is  he  who  has  been  bred  in  a  harmon- 
ious household,  and  who  therein  has  been  lovable,  cheerful, 
helpful,  respectful,  and  affectionate.  She  is  inclined  to  think, 
from  these  qualifications,  that  young  Englishmen  are  more 
likely  to  be  good  husbands  than  young  Americans. 

There  is  no  fault  to  be  found  with  the  definitions  of  a 
good  husband  given  by  these  ladies,  except  that  they  do 
not  go  far  enough.  An  ideal  husband  must  possess  a  number 
of  high  qualities.  He  should  not  only  have  learned  in  his 
father's  house  the  amenities  of  refined  life  ;  he  should  not 
only  be  tender  and  good  tempered,  moral  and  steady, 
courteous,  polite,  and  affectionate  to  his  wife,  but  he  should 
be  something  more.  Perhaps  the  quality  which  he  needs 
most  to  make  his  wife  happy  is  unselfishness.  It  was,  per- 
haps, because  the  ladies  who  were  interviewed  deemed  it  un- 
reasonable to  exact  unselfishness  from  a  man  that  they 
failed  to  include  it  among  the  requisites  which  their  prize 
husband  should  possess.  The  one  dominant  passion  among 
both  men  and  women  is  selfishness.  Every  one  wants  his 
own  wishes  gratified  at  the  cost  of  every  one  else,  and  the 
closer  people  are  thrown  together  the  more  constant  the 
conflict  between  jarring  wills.  Here  is  where  the  unselfish 
man  comes  out  grandly,  and  here  is  where  the  selfish  man 
inaugurates  his  regime  of  tyranny. 

It  is  hardly  possibly  to  name  a  quality  which  may  give  a 
woman  more  pain  than  selfishness  in  her  husband,  for  there 
is  no  limit  to  the  range  of  the  vice.  It  may  be  exhibited  in  every 
department  of  the  household  and  in  every  phase  of  social 
life.  Strive  as  she  may,  the  woman  can  not  escape  from  it. 
It  encounters  her  at  every  step  in  her  conjugal  life.  A  selfish 
husband  compels  her  to  do  the  thing  she  does  not  want  to 
do  and  to  abstain  from  doing  the  thing  she  likes,  until,  after 
a  long  course  of  endurance,  her  initiative  is  paralyzed,  her 
power  of  resistance  benumbed,  her  will  crushed.  All  this 
may  be  done,  unconsciously,  by  a  husband  who  is  tender, 
affectionate,  good-tempered,  polite,  steady,  and  moral.  He 
may  never  realize  how  he  is  stifling  the  volition  of  the 
woman  who  is  in  his  power,  by  asserting  the  law  that  in  a 
well-regulated  household  there  is  but  one  will,  and  that  is  the 
will  of  the  husband. 

The  great  mass  of  mankind — men  and  women — are  self- 
ish naturally.  Culture  and  the  development  of  high  breed- 
ing tend  to  check  the  growth  of  the  vice,  especially  among 
persons  who  mix  in  society.  A  man  who  tries  to  prance 
through  the  world,  trampling  on  others  or  ignoring  them,  is 
apt  to  be  trodden  upon  himself,  or,  at  least,  to  find  himself 
without  a  Hend  when  he  needs  one.  Girls  who  are  inordi- 
nate' ■■  s?Ifish  are  quickly  detected  by  their  girl  friends,  and 


the  latter  combine  against  them  and  assail  them  with  the 
countless  weapons  which  are  stored  away  in  feminine  ar- 
senals. In  the  chronicles  of  human  frailty,  the  philosopher 
Marmontel  is  quoted  as  the  type  of  selfishness.  He  was  the 
man  who,  as  he  lay  on  the  slope  of  a  hill  on  which  a  flock  of 
sheep  were  grazing,  was  asked  by  a  visitor  whether  he  was 
pondering  on  the  vicissitudes  of  human  life  ;  he  replied  : 
"  No,  I  was  simply  wondering  whether  in  all  that  flock  of 
sheep  there  was  one  tender  leg  of  mutton."  And»it  was  he 
who,  at  the  request  of  a  dinner  guest,  ordered  a  dish  of  as- 
paragus dressed  with  black  sauce,  which  he  loathed,  instead 
of  the  white  sauce,  which  he  loved  ;  as  the  guest  finished  his 
soup,  he  fell  back  dead  of  heart  disease  ;  whereupon  Mar- 
montel sprang  to  the  head  of  the  stairs  and  called  out  to  the 
cook  :  "Jean,  dress  the  asparagus  with  white  sauce  !" 

What  a  man  will  become  under  the  pressure  of  matrimony 
depends  a  good  deal  on  the  woman  he  has  married.  A  man 
creates  the  woman,  mentally,  but  the  woman  generally 
creates  the  man,  morally.  A  bright  girl,  with  the  leverage  of 
love  to  help  her,  can  make  pretty  much  what  she  pleases  of  a 
man.  But  she  must  know  her  business.  To  reduce  a  hus- 
band to  the  subjection  which  is  often  the  key  to  matrimonial 
happiness,  a  wife  must  combine  the  tenderness  of  the  dove 
with  the  guile  of  the  serpent.  A  spice  of  coquetry  may  help, 
but  it  must  be  carefully  measured  out,  or  it  will  arouse  sus- 
picion. When  a  man  begins  to  mistrust  his  wife,  he  is  trav- 
eling away  from  love.  It  is  dangerous  and  often  fatal  to  im- 
bue a  husband  with  the  idea  that  his  wife  is  ceasing  to  love 
him,  or  that  she  is  beginning  to  care  for  some  one  else.  The 
furthest  that  a  woman  should  go  in  this  direction  is  to  put  it 
into  her  husband's  head  that  she  might  cool,  under  due  prov- 
ocation and  after  a  course  of  neglect,  and  that,  in  matrimony 
as  in  public  life,  incessant  attention  is  the  key  to  well-being. 
A  judicious  wife  will  eschew  both  extremes  ;  she  will  neither 
impress  her  husband  with  the  idea  that  he  is  so  fine  a  fellow 
that  his  wife  can  not  help  worshiping  him  forever  and  ever, 
whatever  his  conduct  may  be,  nor  will  she  allow  him  to 
think  that  she  is  ready  to  give  him  a  ticket  of  leave. 

The  unhappy  marriages  which  occur  in  this  city  and  this 
State  are  generally  the  fault  of  the  woman.  She  does  not 
realize  that  deference  and  obedience  are  due  to  the  bread- 
winner of  the  family,  and  that  her  first  duty  is  to  adjust  her- 
self to  her  husband  and  to  make  him  so  happy  at  home  that 
he  will  not  want  to  go  to  his  club  or  behind  the  scenes.  She 
acts  on  the  principle  of  the  French  philosopher  who  declared 
that  the  husband  was  the  natural  enemy  of  the  wife.  She 
has  secrets  from  him  ;  she  cherishes  friends  whom  he  does 
not  know  ;  she  indulges  hopes  and  forms  plans  which  are  not 
confided  to  him.  At  first  he  laughs  at  this  reticence  and  turns 
his  attention  to  his  business.  Presently  he  finds  that  his  inter- 
est in  doings  from  which  he  is  excluded  has  died  out,  and  the 
wife  wakes  up  some  fine  day  to  discover  that  he  does  not 
care  what  she  does,  whom  she  sees,  or  how  she  spends  her 
time.  This  is,  in  fact,  a  separation,  and  the  decree  of  court 
is  only  a  supplementary  formality. 

An  interesting  controversy  is  pending  among  penologists 
on  the  question  whether  crime  is  increasing  or  not.  The 
figures  of  the  eleventh  census  appear  to  indicate  on  their  face 
that  it  is.  Comparing  decade  by  decade,  the  increase  seems 
prodigious,  as  the  following  table  indicates  : 

Year,  Prisoners.  Ratio  of  Population. 

1850 6,737-  *  out  of  3i442 

i860 19,086  1  out  of  1,647 

1870 32,901  1  out  of  1,171 

1880 58,609  1  out  of     855 

1890 82,329  1  out  of     757 

The  inference  from  this  table  is  that  the  proportion  of 
criminals  to  population  has  increased  fivefold  in  the  last  forty 
years.  This  view  is  indorsed  by  President  Brinkerhoff  of 
the  Prison  Congress,  which  lately  met  at  St.  Paul,  Minn. 
He  says  that  crime  is  steadily  on  the  increase  and  is  rising 
with  a  continuous  swell.  The  same  opinion  is  entertained 
by  the  author  of  "The  Criminal" — Havelock  Ellis — who 
observes  that  the  tendency  is  as  marked  abroad  as  in  this 
country.  He  says  that  the  level  of  crime  is  rising  through- 
out the  civilized  world — in  France,  Germany,  Italy,  Belgium, 
and  Spain,  as  well  as  in  the  United  States.  A  similar  pessim- 
istic view  is  taken  by  M.  Alphonse  Bertillon,  the  famous 
French  criminologist.  He  says  that  the  criminal  tendency 
is  growing  more  common  and  more  virulent.  He  regards 
crime  as  a  form  of  insanity,  and  he  believes  that  influences 
are  at  work  which  foster  it. 

In  contrast  with  these  gloomy  opinions,  Superintendent 
Byrnes,  of  New  York,  is  emphatic  in  the  view  that  crime  is 
decreasing.  In  his  own  city,  he  says  that  the  average  of 
criminality  has  decreased  seventy-five  per  cent,  in  the  last 
twenty  years.  He  arrives  at  this  conclusion,  first,  from  per- 
sonal observation,  and  next,  from  the  cogent  argument  that 
intelligence  is  increasing,  and  as  a  large  proportion  of  cur- 
rent crime  is  the  fruit  of  ignorance,  it  can  not  but  be  declin- 
ing. Criminals,  he  says,  are  learning  to  be  more  afraid  of 
detection  and  punishment  than  they  were.     The  authorities 


charged  with  the  discovery  and  conviction  of  criminals  are 
more  alert  than  they  were,  and  the  criminal's  chances  of  es- 
cape are  less.  He  instances  cases  of  homicide  by  poison- 
ing, which,  he  says,  have  become  extremely  rare.  Burglars 
now  seldom  take  life,  because  by  so  doing  they  seal  their 
own  fate  in  case  of  capture. 

Superintendent  Byrnes's  notions  are  confirmed  by  the 
Baron  von  Richthofen,  the  superintendent  of  the  German 
police  at  Berlin,  a  man  of  wide  experience.  He  says  that 
the  number  of  bloody  deeds  is  constantly  on  the  decrease, 
and  crimes  against  property  are  fewer  than  they  were  even 
ten  years  ago.  He  takes  a  philosophic  view  of  the  subject, 
and  argues  that  the  better  we  understand  men  the  easier  it 
will  be  to  manage  them  ;  the  more  charitable  we  become, 
the  better  we  shall  be  able  to  appeal  to  the  heart  and  head  of 
the  criminal.  He  holds  that  the  key  to  the  extirpation  of 
crime  is  the  kindly  treatment  of  ex-convicts,  who  should  be 
treated  as  erring  brethren  and  supplied  with  work,  instead 
of  being  regarded  as  pariahs  and  forced  to  resort  to  steal- 
ing, and  perhaps  murder,  to  procure  bread. 

At  first  blush,  it  seems  impossible  to  reconcile  these  con- 
tradictory opinions.  But,  so  far  as  the  figures  of  the  census 
are  concerned,  they  are  susceptible  of  a  simple  explanation. 
Forty  years  ago  the  police  machinery  was  far  less  effective 
than  it  is  now,  and  a  far  larger  proportion  of  criminals 
escaped  arrest  and  punishment.  Before  the  war,  in  the 
Western  country,  it  was  the  easiest  thing  in  the  world  for  a 
man  to  commit  a  robbery  or  even  a  murder  and  to  make 
good  his  escape  to  the  newly  occupied  settlements.  Pursuit 
involved  an  expense  which  towns  and  countries  were  unwill- 
ing, if  able,  to  incur.  Hence,  at  that  period  and  in  that  sec- 
tion of  the  country,  which  included  a  portion  of  Pennsyl- 
vania and  New  York  as  well  as  the  bulk  of  the  South  and 
West,  the  proportion  of  criminals  who  got  off  free  was  far 
larger  than  that  of  those  who  were  caught ;  whereas,  now, 
more  are  caught  than  escape.  The  true  meaning  of  the 
census  figures  is  that  crime  is  not  necessarily  more  abundant 
than  it  was,  but  that  it  is  more  invariably  followed  by  punish- 
ment. 

The  vague  opinion  that  crime  is  increasing — which  is  ex- 
pressed by  General  Brinkerhoff,  Mr.  Havelock  Ellis,  and 
M.  Bertillon — rests  on  data  which  they  have  not  revealed. 
It  is  probably  nothing  but  a  morbid  notion  which  they  have 
imbibed  from  reading  in  the  papers  repeated  chronicles  of 
crime.  Every  newspaper  they  take  up  contains  some  story 
of  robbery,  or  murder,  or  outrage,  and  therefore  they  take 
for  granted  that  these  crimes  are  on  the  increase.  But  may 
it  not  be  that  the  newspapers  are  quicker  to  publish 
accounts  of  such  occurences  than  they  used  to  be  ?  Forty 
years  ago,  the  newspapers  rarely  reported  crimes  that  did 
not  occur  under  their  own  noses.  They  passed  over  in 
silence  thefts  and  robberies,  and  even  murders  and  outrages, 
committed  in  other  places,  unless  they  were  particularly 
heinous  or  unusual.  Infamous  crimes  committed  in  the 
slums  of  New  York,  London,  Paris,  or  Berlin  were  hardly 
ever  noticed  ;  such  things  were  to  be  expected.  Now,  a 
robbery  in  Paris  or  a  shooting  scrape  in  London  is  faith- 
fully reported  in  the  following  day's  San  Francisco  papers, 
with  sensational  head-lines.  Every  criminal  act  committed 
within  the  limits  of  Christendom  is  duly  recorded  in  every 
large  city  for  the  delectation  of  those  who  rejoice  in  the 
horrible.  Thus  it  may  be  said  that,  while  the  criminal  of 
fifty  years  ago  operated  in  the  dark  and  left  no  trace  behind 
him,  the  criminal  of  to-day  works  in  broad  daylight  and 
the  whole  world  knows  all  about  his  deed  next  morning. 
This  fact  may  explain  the  apparent  frequency  of  criminal  acts 
as  compared  with  the  calendar  of  past  days. 

Crimes  of  violence  in  this  country  appear  to  be  committed 
by  a  limited  class — consisting  almost  exclusively  of  foreign- 
ers. The  banner  county  for  crime  in  Pennsylvania  is  Lack- 
awanna. Its  population  is  about  one  hundred  and  fifty  thou- 
sand. Of  these  about  five  thousand  are  Italians,  Poles,  and 
Slavs,  and  at  the  district  attorney's  office  it  is  stated  that  sev- 
enty-five per  cent,  of  the  homicides  committed  in  the  county 
and  fifty  per  cent,  of  the  assaults,  swindles,  and  sneak-thiev- 
ing, are  the  work  of  these  five  thousand.  In  Schuylkill 
County,  the  district  attorney  reports  that  seventy-five  per 
cent,  of  the  defendants  in  criminal  cases  are  Poles,  Slavs, 
or  Lithuanians.  It  seems  that  the  mantle  of  the  Molly 
Maguires  has  fallen  on  worthy  shoulders. 


When  the  history  of  the  pending  rebellion  comes  to  be 
written,  the  impartial  historian  will  lay  most  of  the  blame  on 
the  daily  newspapers.  But  for  the  encouragement  given  to 
the  strikers  by  the  Chronicle,  Call,  Examiner,  and  Bulletin, 
they  would  not  have  persevered  in  their  rebellion,  or,  at  any 
rate,  they  would  not  have  carried  things  so  far.  A  mob  goes 
where  it  is  led.  Where  it  has  no  leadership,  it  disintegrates 
and  goes  to  bed.  The  strikers  on  the  Southern  Pacific 
looked  to  the  editors  of  the  daily  papers  of  this  city  for 
leadership,  and  they  got  it.  With  one  accord,  these  editors 
applauded  rebels   who  were  destroying  property  and  over- 


July  16,  1894. 


THE        ARGONAUT. 


turning  the  commerce  and  industry  of  the  State — miscreants 
who  were  committing  a  mischief  from  which  a  foreign  in- 
vader would  have  recoiled.  If  the  strikers  had  been  judges 
of  men,  they  would  have  chosen  other  guides.  If  the  whole 
city  were  ransacked,  it  would  be  impossible  to  find  men  who 
enjoy  so  small  a  measure  of  public  confidence  and  so  large 
a  measure  of  public  contempt  as  the  proprietors  of  the  daily 
papers.  They  are  known  to  be  without  regard  for  truth  or 
principle.  They  are  believed  to  be  ready  to  espouse  any 
side  which  will  pay  them,  and  so  callous  to  disgrace  that 
they  are  indifferent  to  exposure.  They  habitually  publish 
lies  about  their  personal  and  political  enemies,  and  they  are 
indifferent  to  detection  in  the  lie.  They  seem  to  be  uncon- 
scious of  the  difference  between  right  and  wrong.  They 
_  evince  none  of  the  instincts  of  gentlemen  or  the  impulses  of 
.  honest  men.  The  public  regards  them  as  professional  pole- 
cats, who  go  around  making  an  offensive  smell,  in  the  hope 
that  some  one  will  bribe  them  to  move  away. 

When  the  strike  broke  out,  these  journalists  saw  in  it 
nothing  but  a  chance  to  black-mail  the  railroad.  They  had 
done  so  before,  and,  in  weak  moments,  the  company  had 
submitted  to  being  held  up.  This  time  it  resolved  to  set  the 
brigands  at  defiance.  It  bid  them  to  do  their  worst.  They 
did  their  worst.  With  one  accord,  Call,  Chronicle,  Exam- 
iner, and  Bulletin  published  day  after  day  false  and  garbled 
reports  of  the  progress  of  the  rebellion,  in  which  the  strikers 
were  eulogized  as  patriots  and  the  railroad  people  cursed  as 
remorseless  tyrants.  These-  lying  reports  were  accompanied 
by  editorials  in  which  Mr.  Huntington  was  berated  for  not 
surrendering  the  point  at  issue  and  handing  over  the  control 
of  his  property  to  an  irresponsible  clique  of  demagogues  at 
Chicago.  Lying  reports  of  current  events  were  emphasized 
by  sensational  head-lines,  such  as  "  Powerless  with  Pull- 
mans," "Strikers  are  Calm,"  "Strikers  are  in  Earnest," 
"  Railroad  Men  Equally  Guilty  with  the  A.  R.  U.,"  "  Rail- 
road Backs  Down,"  "  Soldiers  in  Sympathy  with  the  A.  R. 
U.,"  "  Talk  of  Dynamite,"  "  Wage- Workers  Urged  to  Com- 
bine," "Strikers  Well  Armed  and  Invincible,"  "Striker's  In- 
dignant," "The  A.  R.  U.  Determined  to  Win  its  Fight," 
"  Sacramento  Strikers  on  Top,"  "  Marshals  Give  Up  the 
Struggle,"  "  Charter  of  the  Railroad  Menaced,"  "  Strikers 
Jubilant,"  "Southern  Pacific  Offers  to  Surrender,"  and 
others  of  the  same  character,  calculated  to  convey  the  im- 
pression that  the  strikers  were  bound  to  win  and  the  railroad 
sure  to  be  despoiled  of  its  property.  The  narrative  embraced 
in  the  dispatches  was  colored  so  as  to  bring  the  authorities  at 
Washington  and  the  officials  of  the  railroad  into  odium  and  to 
depict  the  strikers  as  gallant  men  fighting  for  a  noble  cause. 
One  and  all,  these  miserable  sheets  kept  urging  upon  Mr. 
Huntington  the  duty  of  submitting  to  third  parties  the  ques- 
tion whether  he  or  his  hired  men  owned  his  railroad,  and 
whether  he  or  they  should  determine  how  it  should  be  run. 
They  insisted  that  arbitration  was  the  only  solution  of  the 
difficulty,  as  though  a  householder,  finding  a  burglar  in  his 
house,  should  arbitrate  whether  the  burglar  should  be  allowed 
to  go  off  with  the  spoons. 

It  has  been  a  question  whether  the  wretched  cravens  who 
thus  wrote  did  so  from  stupidity  or  from  a  set  purpose  to 
black-mail  the  road.  An  impression  prevails  in  some 
quarters  that  they  were  as  much  opposed  to  the  strikers  as 
other  people,  but  that  they  were  afraid  of  the  rebel  mob, 
and,  at  any  rate,  wanted  to  give  the  railroad  a  lesson  for 
future  use  ;  while  in  other  quarters  it  is  believed  that,  by 
some  curious  irony  of  fate,  the  stupidest  and  most  thick- 
headed citizens  of  San  Francisco  have  drifted  into  the  con- 
duct of  public  journals,  and  that  they  really  thought  the 
rioters  were  right.  It  does  not  matter  much  which  view  of  the 
case  is  correct.  Whether  the  papers  were  inspired  by 
malignity  or  by  idiocy,  the  effect  has  been  the  same. 
Either  view  will  confirm  the  estimate  which  the  public  place 
upon  their  editors. 

It  is  a  settled  principle  of  legal  practice  that  no  one  can 
be  punished  for  a  wrong  done  to  a  San  Francisco  editor. 
Charles  de  Young  was  shot  dead,  and  his  slayer  was  never 
punished.  M.  H.  de  Young  was  shot  down  in  his  office,  and 
a  jury  substantially  decided  that  he  had  been  rightly  served. 
Loring  Pickering  was  robbed  of  a  small  fortune  by  his  i 
cashier,  and  a  jury  found  that  he  had  only  got  the  measure 
he  had  meted  out  to  others.  George  K.  Fitch  was  accused 
of  having  sold  his  soul  to  the  railroad,  and  a  jury  found 
that  the  accuser  had  damaged  him  to  the  extent  of  one 
dollar.  William  R.  Hearst  dare  not  go  into  courts  with  any 
case.  These  men  are  all  outlaws  ;  in  the  language  of  one 
of  our  most  upright  citizens  at  the  time  of  the  Fitch-De 
Young  case,  "  I  could  not  reconcile  it  to  my  conscience  to 
find  a  verdict  against  any  one  for  a  wrong  done  to  a  news- 
paper editor  ;  however  gross  the  wrong,  it  would  be  less 
than  he  deserved." 

These  are  the  men  who  have  egged  on  (he  poor,  ignorant 
train-hands  of  the  Southern  Pacific  to  the  pitch  of  rebellion. 
These  are  the  men  who  are  responsible  for  the  current 
prejudice  against  all  who  have  acquired  wealth,  the  owners 


of  the  Southern  Pacific,  and  the  owners  of  all  other  corpor- 
ate property  ;  they  are  the  men,  to  our  shame  and  disgrace, 
who  express,  and  to  a  large  degree  shape,  the  sentiment  of 
California. 


Among  the  many  new  questions  which  are  springing  out 
of  the  proposed  emancipation  of  women  is  one  which  the 
Rev.  Dr.  Eaton  chose  as  the  subject  of  a  discourse  the  other 
day  in  New  York.  It  was  whether  the  equalization  of  the 
sexes  would  tell  for  or  against  platonic  love.  The  problem 
is  interesting. 

Affection  between  man  and  man,  or  between  woman  and 
woman,  is  called  friendship  ;  the  same  affection  between  a 
man  and  a  woman,  which  does  not  look  to  matrimony,  is 
called  platonic  love.  The  name  is  a  misnomer.  The  love 
which  Plato  commended  and  Socrates  practiced  had  nothing 
whatever  to  do  with  women  ;  it  was  an  attachment  between 
a  man  and  a  youth,  which  only  differed  from  ordinary  friend- 
ship in  being  more  ardent  and  more  exclusive.  Plato's  idea 
of  women  was  that  they  are  such  inferior  creatures  that  no 
man  of  sense  would  waste  his  time  in  cherishing  any  serious 
passion  for  them.  Still,  all  through  history,  stories  float  of 
romantic  attachments  between  men  and  women  which  were 
devoid  of  passion,  and  which  were  called  examples  of  pla- 
tonic love.  Such  were  the  cases  of  Heloise  and  Abelard, 
after  the  catastrophe  which  separated  the  two  ;  John  Stuart 
j  Mill  and  Mrs.  Taylor,  and  Lydia  Maria  Child  and  Ellis 
Loring  Gray.  It  must  be  admitted,  however,  that  in  our 
times,  except  where  there  is  a  marked  disparity  in  the  ages 
of  the  couple,  or  where  some  infirmity  on  one  side  or  the 
other  forbids  a  closer  union,  the  instances  of  durable  pla- 
tonic affection  are  rare. 

Experiments  in  its  direction  are  common  enough.  A 
young  man  and  a  young  woman  like  each  other's  society, 
yet  agree  not  to  fall  in  love  and  not  to  marry.  The  girl 
offers  to  be  a  sister.  The  man  seeks  to  be  a  friend.  Here 
is  a  case  of  platonic  love.  But  it  hardly  ever  lasts.  Either 
the  platonic  love  merges  into  real  love,  and  the  pair  marry, 
or  one  of  the  two  marries  some  one  else,  and  platonism  re- 
tires from  the  scene.  In  France,  Italy,  and  Spain,  cases  of 
platonic  love  occur  between  ladies  who  have  outgrown  the 
fire  of  youth  and  their  father  confessor  ;  they  sometimes  last 
for  quite  a  long  term  of  years,  and  only  end  with  the  death 
of  one  of  the  parties.  In  all  countries,  men  who  have  passed 
middle  age,  and  who  have  no  family  of  their  own,  are  some- 
times attracted  to  young  women,  and  captivate  them  by  the 
loftiness  of  their  sentiments  and  the  charm  of  their  wit,  so 
that  real  platonic  love  springs  up  between  them.  But  where 
the  ages  of  the  two  parties  are  not  utterly  incongruous, 
platonic  love  is  often  a  disguise  for  a  more  natural  senti- 
ment. Nature  created  men  and  women  with  attributes  and 
passions  which  it  is  difficult  to  stifle. 

The  idea  that  the  grant  of  the  suffrage  to  women  will 
stimulate  a  growth  of  platonic  love  rests,  in  part,  on  the 
notion  that  the  voting  woman  will  be  more  mannish  than  the 
non-voting  woman,  and  be  more  likely  to  convert  a  male 
admirer  into  a  friend  than  a  husband.  This  is  giving  the 
ballot  more  influence  than  it  probably  possesses.  The  desire 
to  vote  is  an  acquired  taste  evolved  from  philosophical  theory. 
But  the  desire  to  marry  is  a  natural  instinct.  It  is  probably 
true  that  the  political  virago  will  be  eliminated  by  sexual 
selection  from  the  list  of  lovable  women,  because  she  will 
be  regarded  by  men  as  a  lusus  natura1;  but  a  female  need 
not  be  converted  by  the  ballot  into  a  virago  any  more  than  a 
rational  taste  for  letters  need  turn  a  woman  into  a  "  blue- 
stocking." Viragoes  might  indulge  in  platonic  love,  because 
romantic  love  was  out  of  their  reach  ;  but  they  would  obvi- 
ously be  exceptions.  There  appears  to  be  no  conclusive 
reason  for  assuming  that  political  equality  between  the  sexes 
would  have  a  controlling  effect  on  dispassionate  friendships 
between  the  average  man  and  the  average  woman. 

The  most  exhaustive  treatise  on  love  and  friendship  we 
have  we  owe  to  Mr.  Henry  T.  Finck.  It  was  he  who  dis- 
covered that  real  romantic  love,  such  as  we  witness  to-day,  was 
a  modern  improvement,  an  outgrowth  of  increased  civilization 
and  knowledge.  The  love  which  the  ancient  poets  sang  was 
mere  sensual  passion,  with  no  unselfish  element  in  it.  Even 
Juliet's  love  for  Romeo,  which  is  often  described  as  the 
finest  example  of  true  love,  was  of  the  earth  earthy.  As  to 
the  troubadours,  whose  ditties  turned  on  love  only,  they 
invariably  paint  the  love  of  a  married  man  for  a  maid,  or  of 
a  bachelor  for  a  married  woman.  Real  romantic  love  be- 
tween a  young  man  and  a  maiden,  such  as  Rosalind 
depicts  in  two  or  three  exquisite  touches,  and  which  aims  at 
consummation  in  matrimony,  is  a  sentiment  evolved  out  of 
conditions  which  rarely  existed  before  the  Elizabethan 
era.  It  seldom  came  into  existence  before  intelligence  had 
awakened  the  mind  of  both  sexes. 

Does  it  follow  that  a  larger  development  of  knowledge 
and  intelligence  will  tend  still  further  to  strip  the  relations 
between  the  sexes  of  their  earthy  taint  and  to  place  the  man 
and  the  woman  on  the  footing  of  sexless  angels  ?     That  is  a 


notion  which  is  more  likely  to  be  embraced  by  women  than 
by  men.  Compulsion  in  some  shape  or  other  has  always 
been  used  by  men  to  drive  women  into  conjugal  life.  Now, 
if  all  this  is  going  to  be  changed  ;  if  women  are  going  to  be 
self-supporting,  so  that  no  girl  need  marry  for  a  home  ;  if 
they  are  going  to  enjoy  political  rights  which  are  ample  to 
shield  them  against  male  aggression — may  not  the  tendency 
be  to  imbue  the  man-hating  class  of  women  with  the  courage 
of  their  convictions,  and  to  induce  them  to  eschew  matri- 
mony on  the  ground  that  it  costs  them  more  than  it  is  worth  ? 
In  such  a  society  it  would  be  safe  to  look  for  a  development 
of  platonic  love  or  sexless  communion  between  man  and 
woman. 

From  the  standpoint  of  statistics  such  an  outlook  would 
be  alarming.  There  are  about  as  many  girls  born  into  the 
world  as  boys.  If  a  given  proportion  of  the  former  devote 
themselves  to  celibacy,  an  equal  proportion  of  the  latter  will 
be  relegated  to  the  bench  where  the  bachelors  sit.  Or  we 
shall  have  to  adopt  the  Thibetan  law  which  allows  every 
woman  to  have  three  husbands,  and,  in  seasons  of  drought, 
four. 


The  dastardly  act  of  the  strikers  near  Sacramento  last 
Wednesday,  resulting  in  the  killing  of  five  men  and  the 
wounding  of  three  others,  will  do  more  than  anything  else 
to  put  an  end  to  the  present  troubles.  The  regulars  are 
burning  for  revenge  ;  the  militia,  who  felt  some  sympathy 
for  the  train-men,  are  turned  against  them  ;  and  among  the 
public  there  is  not  one  right-thinking  man  who  will  defend 
them.  The  act  was  so  cowardly,  so  repugnant  to  all  ideas 
of  honorable  warfare  that  they  have  placed  themselves  out- 
side of  the  pale  of  human  sympathy.  Harry  Knox,  as  usual, 
disclaims  for  the  American  Railway  Union  any  connection 
with  the  outrage  ;  but  it  has  been  traced  with  reasonable 
certainty  to  some  of  the  strikers,  and  it  will  require  very 
strong  evidence  to  relieve  the  entire  body  of  the  odium. 
Had  the  object  been  merely  to  destroy  the  property  of  the 
railroad,  it  would  have  been  easy  to  misplace  a  rail  in  some 
level  spot,  where  the  train  would  be  wrecked  without  any 
person  being  killed.  But  that  would  not  satisfy  them  ;  they 
were  thirsting  for  blood,  and,  with  devilish  malignity,  they 
so  laid  their  trap  that  loss  of  life  was  inevitable.  Having 
chosen  the  cowardly  methods  of  savage  warfare,  they  should 
be  treated  as  savages.  The  law  prescribes  the  death  penalty 
for  their  crime,  and  that  penalty  should  be  meted  out  to 
them  unhesitatingly. 

The  question  of  the  removal  of  the  State  capital  from 
Sacramento  to  San  Jose  can  not  be  considered  settled  in 
spite  of  the  set-back  it  has  received  from  the  supreme  court. 
The  next  session  of  the  legislature  is  likely  to  consider  it, 
and  when  the  discussion  is  re-opened  the  attitude  of  these 
two  cities  with  regard  to  the  strike  will  undoubtedly  cut 
a  considerable  figure.  In  Sacramento,  the  business  men 
and  merchants  have  vied  with  each  other  in  showing  sympathy 
for  the  strikers.  They  have  displayed  with  pride  their  white 
ribbons  and  buttons,  and  have  furnished  supplies  to  enable  the 
strikers  to  hold  out  in  their  struggle.  If  there  has  been  any 
sentiment  in  favor  of  law  and  order,  it  has  failed  to  find  ex- 
pression. In  San  Jose,  the  citizens,  seeing  that  the  good 
name  of  their  city  was  endangered,  volunteered  their  services 
to  suppress  the  rioting,  were  sworn  in  as  deputies,  and  soon 
had  the  trains  running.  Lawlessness  and  mob  violence  are 
more  menacing  at  the  capital  than  at  any  other  place  in 
the  State,  and  the  contrast  should  have  a  powerful  effect 
in  creating  support  for  the  claims  of  San  Jose. 

As  soon  as  the  active  warfare  of  the  strike  is  ended,  the 
aftermath  will  come  in  the  shape  of  numberless  suits  for 
damages  against  the  communities  that  have  failed  to  protect 
the  property  of  the  railroads.  The  principle  of  law  was  es- 
tablished after  the  Pittsburg  railroad  riots  of  1877  that  the 
community  is  responsible  for  any  damage  done  by  mobs, 
and  the  railroads  are  not  likely  to  be  backward  in  demand- 
ing their  rights.  Such  of  the  strikers  and  their  abettors  as 
have  the  misfortune  to  own  property  will  then  find  them- 
selves in  the  unpleasant  predicament  of  being  taxed  to  pay 
for  the  damage  they  have  done.  But,  unfortunately,  those 
who  are  so  willing  to  destroy  the  property  of  others  seldom 
have  any  property  of  their  own.  The  ownership  of  prop- 
erty has  a  most  conservative  influence  upon  these  feather- 
brains. Thus  the  bulk  of  the  loss  will  fall  upon  the  law- 
abiding  citizens  who  have  calmly  sat  back  and  watched  the 
progress  of  the  conflict  with  an  equanimity  born  of  the  de- 
lusion that  they  were  djsinterested  spectators. 

That  the  present  strike  has  not  the  sympathy  of  labor 
generally  is  proved  by  its  refusal  to  go  out  on  a  sympathetic 
strike  on  the  demand  of  the  leaders.  Messrs.  Debs,  Sov- 
ereign, and  Gompers  receive  their  salaries  whether  the  men 
are  working  or  not ;  the  men,  however,  do  not  look  with 
such  equanimity  on  the  prospect  of  losing  their  wages  with- 
out accomplishing  anything  for  themselves. 


THE 


ARGONAUT. 


July  16,  1894. 


HIS    OWN    DEATH-WARRANT. 


A  Citv-Editor's  Story. 


"  It  was  in  a  Western  city,  some  years  ago/'  remarked  the 
city-editor,  "that  I  was  holding  down  the  city-desk  on  a 
daily  for  the  first  time.  We  had  a  man  on  the  paper  who 
was  simply  a  crank  on  homicides  ;  and  he  was  more  than  a 
mere  reporter,  for  he  had  detective  talent  of  the  highest 
order.  He  didn't  care  much  for  the  common  crimes — burg- 
laries, larcenies,  and  such — but  give  him  a  good,  mysterious 
murder,  and  he  was  splendid.  Not  only  did  he  have  the 
history  of  all  the  famous  murders  at  his  fingers'  ends,  but  he 
delighted  in  ferreting  out  the  most  mysterious  crimes  that 
came  within  our  province.  In  every  case,  except  the  one  I 
am  telling  about — and  there  were  a  good  many  killings  in 
that  town — he  traced  out  the  murderer  before  the  detectives 
even  dreamed  of  his  identity'. 

"  I  have  since  thought  the  secret  of  his  success  was  that 
he  put  himself  mentally  in  the  place  of  the  murderer,  and 
reasoned  it  out  from  motives  rather  than  from  the  '  clews '  of 
the  ordinary  detective. 

" '  There  is  seldom  much  method  in  murder,'  he  once  said 
to  me,  when  in  a  rarely  communicative  mood.  '  Most  men 
would  commit  it  in  about  the  same  way  under  the  same  circum- 
stances. It  is  only  when  a  murderer  goes  about  it  system- 
atically, as  do  the  Thugs  of  India,  that  a  murder  becomes 
truly  mysterious.' 

"  I  once  asked  him  why  he  did  not  become  a  regular  de- 
tective. 

"'I  was  born  and  bred  a  newspaper  man,'  he  said,  'and 
habit  is  too  strong  to  break.'  That  was  literally  true  in  his 
case,  otherwise  I  might  not  have  to  tell  this  story. 

"  One  morning,  the  body  of  a  fine-looking  man  was  found 
in  an  alley  adjoining  the  electric-light  works,  in  the  very 
heart  of  the  city.  The  afternoon  papers  had  a  chance  at  it, 
but  didn't  make  much  out  of  it,  so  I  at  once  assigned  it  to 
Jones — as  we  will  call  him.  Although  he  did  not  show  up 
at  the  usual  hour,  I  had  no  doubt  that  he  was  already  at  work 
on  it,  as  it  was  as  mysterious  a  case  as  even  he  could  desire. 

"  The  victim  was  identified  as  a  traveling  man,  who  had  just 
arrived,  and,  as  far  as  known,  he  had  no  friends  or  acquaint- 
ances in  the  city.  It  was  not  a  case  of  robbery,  for  all  his 
money  and  valuables  were  left  on  the  body.  There  was  a 
slight  contusion  on  the  back  of  the  head,  and  a  small, 
needle-like  hole  directly  through  the  man's  heart.  It  was 
especially  strange  that  such  a  crime  could  have  been  com- 
mitted in  a  public  thoroughfare,  while  there  was  absolutely 
no  clew  to  the  murderer  or  his  motive. 

"  But  these  difficulties  were  only  such  as  would  ordinarily 
put  Jones  on  his  mettle,  so  I  did  not  doubt  that  he  would 
have  a  good  account  of  the  affair.  I  was  therefore  some- 
what surprised  when  he  came  sneaking  in  about  six  o'clock 
in  the  evening  to  see  what  his  assignment  was.  He  looked 
worn  and  haggard,  but  denied  that  he  was  ill,  so  I  gave  him 
the  murder  assignment.  I  thought  I  saw  a  startled  look  in 
his  eyes,  but  he  maintained  his  outward  composure  and 
went  out  without  a  word. 

"  I  did  not  see  him  again  that  evening.  About  midnight 
I  began  to  wonder  why  I  had  not  heard  from  him,  but  only 
speculated  on  the  possibility  of  something  having  happened 
to  him,  for  the  idea  that  he  could  possibly  fail  never  oc- 
curred to  me.  Finally,  after  an  hour  had  gone  by,  I  tele- 
phoned to  the  police-station.  Word  came  back  that  there 
were  no  new  developments  in  the  case,  and  that  Jones  had 
not  been  there.  Sending  two  men  out  to  hunt  him  up,  I  set 
to  work  myself  to  make  up  a  story  of  the  murder  from  the 
afternoon  papers.  Just  then  Jones  came  in.  His  step  was 
unsteady  and  his  face  flushed.  He  had  evidently  been 
drinking  heavily — something  I  never  knew  him  to  do  be- 
fore— but  he  was  not  drunk  ;  rather,  he  seemed  at  high 
nervous  tension,  although  outwardly  as  calm  as  ever. 

"  I  decided  to  let  this  breach  of  discipline  pass,  and 
merely  asked  him  for  his  murder  story.  He  replied  that  he 
hadn't  written  it. 

" ( Well,  get  to  work  on  it  at  once,'  I  said,  rather  sharply. 

"  Then  he  really  surprised  me  by  saying  that  he  had  noth- 
ing to  write  beyond  the  bare  facts  already  known.  The 
police  had  developed  nothing  new,  and  he  supposed  that  I 
had  worked  up  the  story  from  the  evening  papers. 

"  ( And  has  it  come  to  pass  that  you  wait  for  the  police  to 
develop  a  murder  case  for  you  ? '  I  exclaimed,  angrily.  'As 
for  the  reports  in  the  evening  papers,  you  can  fake  a  better 
story  than  they  had  ! ' 

"He  sat  down,  in  apparent  despair,  at  his  desk.  Then  I 
relented  and  cajoled  him  a  little,  begging  him  not  to  spoil 
his  great  record  by  falling  down  on  such  an  assignment. 
4  There's  a  starter  for  you,3  said  I,  throwing  him  the  article  I 
had  commenced.  '  Now  go  ahead  and  fill  that  out  with  a 
column  description  of  the  scene.' 

"  '  I  haven't  even  visited  it,'  he  replied.  Nevertheless,  he 
picked  up  the  pages  and  read  them  as  if  impelled  by  some 
hateful  fascination.  Then  he  took  up  his  pen  to  make  a  few 
minor  corrections.  Then,  as  if  totally  oblivious  of  my 
presence,  he  began  to  write. 

"  As  sheet  after  sheet  fell  from  under  his  fingers,  I  snatched 
them  up,  read  them  hurriedly,  and  shot  them  down  the  '  copy 
tube  '  to  the  composing-room.  I  read  rapidly,  as  an  editor 
will,  taking  but  small  account  of  the  matter  so  long  as  it  ran 
smoothly,  while  I  had  too  much  confidence  in  him  to  ques- 
tion the  accuracy  of  his  statements.  I  only  realized  that  he 
was  writing  a  great  story — the  greatest  he  had  ever  done.  He 
seemed  inspired  with  the  very  innermost  thoughts  of  the 
murderer,  and  under  his  touch  ever)'  trivial  incident  came 
out  with  distinctness  and  coherency  that  made  the  cause  and 
method  of  the  crime  perfectly  plain. 

"  First  he  described  the  scene  with  accuracy  of  detail  that 
would  have  been  impossible  for  one  who  had  not  studied  it 
closely.  The  selection  of  the  spot  he  explained  by  the  fact 
that  the  bright  electric  light,  streaming  through  the  windows 
of  the  ^ower-house,  made  it  impossible  for  the  passer-by  to 
into  the  shadows.     Thus   while    impenetrable  darkness 


screened  the  assassin,  ample  light  guided  his  blow,  and,  more- 
over, the  rattle  and  roar  of  the  machinery  near  by  drowned 
all  sound  of  the  struggle  or  the  falling  body. 

"  The  blow  on  the  head,  he  demonstrated,  must  have  been 
from  a  sand-bag,  while  the  wound  through  the  heart  could 
only  have  been  made  by  one  of  those  long,  fine-bladed  sti- 
lettos of  Italian  make.  Furthermore,  the  fact  that  this  pecu- 
liar weapon  was  driven  home  with  a  firm  hand,  after  the 
victim  had  been  stunned  by  a  blow  on  the  head,  indicated 
premeditated  and  deliberate  murder,  while  the  theory  of 
robber)'  was  disproved  by  the  fact  that  the  man's  valuables 
had  been  untouched.  The  only  tenable  theory,  therefore, 
was  that  the  motive  of  the  murder  was  revenge. 

"  A  more  masterly  analysis  of  a  case  I  never  read,  but 
here  he  branched  off  into  what  I  at  first  supposed  to  be 
purely  imaginary  speculations  as  to  the  wrong  which  had  led 
the  murderer  to  seek  the  life  of  the  unknown  man.  These 
seemed  purposely  vague  at  first,  but  gathered  in  strength  and 
certainty,  until  I  concluded  that  he  must  have  some  good 
foundation  for  them.  Starting  with  hypotheses,  he  soon 
began  to  state  them  as  facts.  He  described  how  the  dead 
man,  a  once  trusted  friend,  had  entered  the  home  of  another  ; 
how,  by  subtle  wiles  and  deceit,  he  had  stolen  the  love  of  the 
wife  ;  then  followed  an  elopement  and  the  breaking  up  of 
that  once  happy  home. 

"  He  told  with  the  bitterness  of  truth  how  the  scoundrel 
had  deserted  the  weak  and  erring  woman  and  left  her  to 
perish  alone  ;  how  the  idea  of  revenge  had  filled  the  mind 
of  the  wronged  husband  ;  how,  himself  unseen,  he  had  fol- 
lowed every  movement  of  the  intended  victim  for  months 
and  carefully  plotted  his  destruction  ;  how  he  had  decoyed 
the  doomed  man  to  the  city  and  to  the  very  spot  where  the 
murder  was  committed  ;  and  how  he  had  destroyed  the 
only  clews — a  couple  of  letters  in  the  pockets  of  the  dead 
man — and  finally  made  his  own  escape,  the  secret  safe  in  his 
own  heart  alone. 

"As  I  read  this  remarkable  tale  through,  the  conviction 
forced  itself  upon  me  that  this  was  the  absolute  truth.  If 
the  writer  himself  had  committed  the  deed,  he  could  not 
have  described  it  more  graphically.  Suddenly  the  thought 
flashed  over  me — could  he  describe  such  a  crime  thus  without 
having,  in  fact,  committed  it  ? 

"  We  were  alone  in  the  room.  I  glanced  at  Jones  appre- 
hensively. He  was  writing  rapidly — fiercely.  His  eyes 
were  fixed,  but  he  seemed  to  be  looking,  through  and  be- 
yond the  paper  across  which  his  pen  flew,  at  something  fas- 
cinating— terrible  !  When  he  finished,  it  was  with  a  start, 
as  if  waking  from  a  trance.  I  glanced  at  the  last  page, 
where  was  final  confirmation  of  my  fears. 

"'My  God,  Jones,  is  this  true?'  I  managed  to  say. 

"  £  Ever)'  word  of  it,  as  I  live,'  he  replied,  firmly,  if  faintly. 

" ( Then  you  have  written  the  warrant  for  your  own  ar- 
rest,' I  said. 

"  His  head  dropped  on  his  desk,  but  he  said  not  a  word. 

"'Jones,'  said  I,  finally,  shaking  him  by  the  shoulder  to 
arouse  him  to  an  understanding  of  my  meaning,  '  enough  to 
hang  you  is  already  in  type  ;  in  an  hour  the  papers  will  be 
on  the  streets  ;  in  another  hour  the  police  will  be  after  you  ! 
Go — make  the  most  of  your  start ! ' 

"It  was  as  I  predicted,"  said  the  city-editor,  after  a  pause. 
"  Before  daylight,  a  detective  called  on  me  to  ascertain  the 
source  of  that  story.  I  simply  pointed  to  Jones's  name  on 
the  assignment-book,  and  they  went  after  him." 

"Did  they  catch  him?"  asked  the  cub  reporter,  eagerly. 

"  They  found  him  in  his  room,  with  a  stiletto  through  his 
heart,"  said  the  city-editor.  WlLLARD  A.   HOLCOMB. 

San  Francisco,  July,  1894. 


The  old  maxim,  "  Keep  what  you've  got,  and  get  what  you 
can,"  is  applied  with  excellent  results  by  those  doctors  who 
recognize  the  true  nature  of  "  weariness,"  as  charmingly  set 
forth  in  a  recent  lecture  by  Mr.  Michael  Foster,  the  eminent 
English  writer  on  physiology.  He  demonstrates  the  loss  of 
vital  force  by  ever)'  movement,  and  explains  the  true  ration- 
ale of  real  repose,  and  shows  us  how  nervous  prostration  is 
conquered  in  certain  sanitary  establishments.  We  quote  a 
late  item  :  "  A  modern  treatment  for  nervous  prostration  re- 
quires that  the  patient  be  put  to  bed  in  a  quiet  room  and  fed 
for  weeks  on  enormous  quantities  of  milk.  He  must  take 
exercise,  however,  and  this  he  does  by  proxy  through  the  de- 
vice of  massage.  He  must  do  absolutely  nothing  for  him- 
self, and  if  his  nose  itches,  the  nurse  must  scratch  it.  Pa- 
tients under  such  treatment  sometimes  gain  four  or  five 
pounds  of  flesh  per  week.  It  is,  of  course,  a  luxury  of  the 
rich." 


A  German  pathological  journal  records  a  recent  experi- 
ment of  Drs.  Sawtschenko  and  Sobolotny  which  seems  to 
border  on  the  heroic.  They  vaccinated  themselves  with  a 
preparation  made  from  cultures  of  the  cholera  bacillus,  and 
afterward  swallowed  virulent  cholera  germs  with  entire  im- 
punity. Then,  with  serum  from  their  own  blood,  they  inoc- 
ulated guinea-pigs,  and  found  that  those  animals  could  thus 
be  protected  against  cholera.  Usually  it  is  the  guinea-pig 
who  has  first  to  face  the  chances  of  life  or  death  in  experi- 
ments of  that  kind,  but  in  this  case  the  doctors  were  so  sure 
they  were  right  that  they  shouldered  the  risk  themselves. 


Two  eminent  English  physicians,  Dr.  Warren  Lombard 
and  Dr.  Vaughan  Harley,  have  recently  made  an  important 
series  of  experiments  regarding  the  influence  of  tobacco  on 
muscular  effort.  They  find  that  moderate  smoking,  in  one 
accustomed  to  it,  neither  increases  the  capacity  for  work  nor 
retards  the  approach  of  fatigue  ;  though,  in  some  cases,  it 
may  slightly  diminish  muscular  power  and  hasten  the  time 
in  which  fatigue  overcomes  the  system. 


Queen  Victoria  heard  "  Faust  "  for  the  first  time  quite  re- 
cently, not  having  been  to  the  opera  since  1862,  the  year 
previous  to  the  production  of  "  Faust  "  in  London. 


OLD    FAVORITES. 


Maude  Clare. 
Out  of  the  church  she  followed  them 

With  a  lofty  step  and  mien  ; 
His  bride  was  like  a  village  maid, 

Maude  Clare  was  like  a  queen. 
"  Son  Thomas,"  his  lady  mother  said, 

With  smiles,  almost  with  tears, 
"  May  Nell  and  you  but  live  as  true 

As  we  have  done  for  years. 
Your  father,  thirty  years  ago, 

Had  just  your  tale  to  tell ; 
But  he  was  not  so  pale  as  you, 

Nor  I  so  pale  as  Nell." 
My  lord  was  pale  with  inward  strife, 

And  Nell  was  pale  with  pride. 
My  lord  gazed  long  on  pale  Maude  Clare 

Or  ever  he  kissed  the  bride. 
"  Lo,  I  have  brought  my  gift,  my  lord, 

Have  brought  my  gift,"  she  said, 
"  To  bless  the  hearth,  to  bless  the  board, 

To  bless  the  marriage-bed. 
Here's  my  half  of  the  golden  chain 

You  wore  about  your  neck, 
That  day  we  waded  ankle-deep 

For  lilies  in  the  beck. 
Here's  my  half  of  the  faded  leaves 

We  plucked  from  budding  bough, 
With  feet  among  the  lily  leaves — 

The  lilies  are  budding  now." 
He  strove  to  match  her  scorn  with  scorn, 

He  faltered  in  his  place  ; 
"  Lady,",  he  said,  "  Maude  Clare,"  he  said — 
"  Maude  Clare" — and  hid  his  face. 
She  turned  to  Nell:  "My  Lady  Nell, 

I  have  a  gift  for  you ; 
Though  were  it  fruit,  the  bloom  were  gone. 

Or  were  it  flowers,  the  dew. 
Take  my  share  of  a  fickle  heart, 

Mine  of  a  paltry  love  ; 
Take  it  or  leave  it  as  you  will, 

I  wash  my  hands  thereof." 
"  And  what  you  leave,"  said  Nell,  "  I'll  take. 

And  what  you  spurn  I'll  wear  ; 
For  he's  my  lord  for  better  or  worse, 

And  him  I  love,  Maude  Clare. 
Yea,  though  you're  taller  by  the  head. 

More  wise,  and  much  more  fair, 
I  love  him  till  he  loves  me  best, 

Me  best  of  all,  Maude  Clare." 

— Christina  Georgtna  Rossetti. 

Introspection. 
Have  you  sent  her  all  her  letters  ?  have  you  given  her  back  her  ring  ? 
Have  you  tried  to  forget  the  haunting  songs  that  you  loved  to  hear 

her  sing? 
Have  you  cursed  the  day  you  met  her  first?  thanked  God  that  vou 

were  free, 
And  said  in  your    inmost  heart,    as  you  thought,    "  She  never  was 

dear  to  me  "  ? 
You  have  cast  her  off;    your  pride  is   touched  ;    you  fancy  that  all 

is  done  ; 
That  for  you  the  world  is  bright  again,  and  bravely  shines  the  sun  ; 
You  have  washed  your  hands  of  passion  ;    you  have  whistled   her 

down  the  wind — 
Oh,  Tom,  old  friend,  this  goes  before,  the  sharpest  comes  behind  ! 
You  will  learn  this,  Tom,  hereafter,  when  anger  has  cooled,  and  you 
Have  time  for  introspection  ;  you  will  find  my  words  are  true  ; 
You  will  sit  and  gaze  in  your  fire  alone,  and  fancy  that  you  can  see 
Her  face  with  its  classic  oval,  her  ringlets  fluttering  free, 
Her  soft  blue  eyes  wide  opened,  her  sweet  red  lips  apart, 
As  she  used  to  look   in   the  golden   days   when   you  dreamed  she 

had  a  heart. 
Whatever  you  do,  wherever  you  turn,  you  will  see  that  glorious  face 
Coming  with  shadowy  beauty,  to  haunt  all  time  and  space  ; 
Those  songs  you  wrote    for   her  singing  will  sing  themselves  into 

your  brain 
Till  your  life  seems  set  to  their  rhythm,  and  your  thoughts  to  their 

refrain — 
Their  old,  old  burden  of  love  and  grief — the  passion  you  have  fore- 
sworn— 
I  tell  you,  Tom,  it  is  not  thrown  off  so  well  as  you  think,  this  morn  ! 
But  the  worst,  perhaps  the  worst  of  all,  will  be  when  the  day  has 

flown, 
When  darkness  favors  reflection,  and  your  comrades  leave  you  alone. 
You  will  try  to  sleep,  but  the  memories  of  unforgotten  years 
Will  come  with  a  storm  of  wild  regret — mayhap  with  a  storm  of  tears. 
Each  look,  each  word,  each  playful  tone,  each  timid  little  caress,' 
The  golden  gleam  of  her  ringlets,  the  rustling  of  her  dress, 
The  delicate  touch  of  her   ungloved   hand,  that  woke   such  an  ex- 

»       quisite  thrill, 
The  flowers  she  gave  you  the  night  of  the  ball — I  think  you  treas- 
ure them  still — 
All  these  will  come,  till  you  slumber,  worn  out  by  sheer  despair, 
And  then  you  will  hear  vague  echoes  of  song  on  the  darkened  air — 
Vague  echoes,  rising  and  falling,  of  the  voice  you  know  so  well. 
Like  the  songs  that  were  sung   by   the   Lurlei-maids,  sweet  with  a 

deadly  spell ! 
In  dreams  her  heart  will  ever  again  be  yours,  and  you  will  see 
Fair  glimpses  of  what  might  have  been — what  now  can  never  be. 
And  as  she  comes  to  meet  you,  with  a  sudden  wild  unrest 
You  stretch  your  arms  forth  lovingly,  to  fold  her  to  your  breast. 
But  the  Luriei-song  will  faint  and  die,  and  with  its  fading  tone 
You  wake  to  find  you  clasp  the  thin  and  empty  air  alone, 
While  the  fire-belfs  clanging  dissonance  on   the  gusty  night-wind 

borne, 
Will  seem  an   iron-tongued  demon's  voice,  laughing  your  grief  to 

scorn. 
Oh,  Tom,  you  say  it  is  over — you  talk  of  letters,  and  rings — 
Do  you    think    that    Love's    mighty    spirit,  then,    is    held   by  such 

trifling  things  ? 
No  ;  if  you  once  have  truly  loved,  you  will  still  love  on,  I  know, 
Till  the  church-yard  myrtles  blossom  above,  and  you  lie  mute  below  ! 
How  is  it,  I  wonder,  hereafter?    Faith  teaches  us  little,  here, 
Of  the  ones  we  have    loved   and  lost  on  earth — do  you   think  they 

will  still  be  dear  ? 
Shall  we  live  the  lives    we   might   have    led ? — shall   those  who  are 

severed  now 
Remember  the  pledge  of  a  lower  sphere,  and  renew  the  broken  vow  ? 
It  almost  drives  me  wild  when  I  think  of  the  gifts  we  throw  away 
Unthinking  whether  or  no  we  lose  Life's  honey  and  wine  for  aye  ! 
But  then,  again,  'tis  a  mighty  joy — greater  than  I  can  tell — 
To  trust  that  the  parted  may  some  time  meet — that  all  may  again 

be  well. 
However  it  be,  I  hold  that  all   the  evil  we  know  on  earth 
Finds  in  this  violence  done  to  Love  its  true  and  legitimate  birth, 
And  the  agonies  we  suffer,  when  the  heart  is  left  alone, 
For  every  sin  of  humanity  should  fully  and  well  atone. 
I  see  that  you  marvel  greatly,  Tom,  to  hear  such  words  from  me. 
But  if  you  knew  my  innermost  heart,  'twould  be  no  mystery. 
Experience  is  bitter,  but  its  teachings  we  retain, 
It  has  taught  me  this  :  Who  once  has  loved,  loves  never  on  earth 

again  ! 
And  I,  too,  have  my  closet,  with  a  ghastly  form  inside — 
The  skeleton  of  a  perished  love,  killed  by  a  cruel  pride. 
I  sit  by  the  fire  at  evening,  as  you  will  sometime  sit. 
And  watch,  in  the  roseate   half-light,   the  ghosts  of  happiness  flit  ; 
I,  too,  awaken  at  midnight,  and  stretch  my  arms  to  enfold 
A  vague  and  shadowy  image,  with  tresses  of  brown  and  gold. 
Experience  is  bitter  indeed — I  have  learned  at  a  heavy  cost 
The  secret  of  Love's  persistency — 1,  too,  have  loved  and  lost ! 

— George  A  mold. 


July  16,  1894. 


THE 


ARC  ON  AU  T. 


JIM'S   DEBUT. 


How  the  Seedy  Club  and  Pasqualino  Carried  it  Through. 


We  were  all  very  fond  of  Jim.  He  was  not  rich,  he  was 
not  handsome,  and  he  was  not  clever,  as  they  sing  in 
"  Perichole."  None  of  us  were,  for  the  matter  of  that ;  but 
there  was  a  "  something  "  about  him  that  fetched  us  at  once 
when  he  joined  our  club  De'  Rovinati — the  Seedy  Club.  It 
was  in  Milan,  and  these  were  the  happy  times  of  our  student 
life.  Joining  the  club  was  not  a  very  complicated  affair,  for 
our  rules  were  simplicity  itself.  Here  they  are  :  I.  The  club 
has  neither  aim  nor  premises,  neither  staff  nor  capital  ;  for 
all  is  equal  before  the  Rovina.  2.  Meetings  are  held  at  mid- 
night outside  the  octagon  window  of  the  Cafe  Biffi  in  the 
Galleria  Vittorio  Emanuele.  3.  Only  genuine  rovinati  are 
eligible,  but  tenors  and  idiots  are  admitted  without  ballot. 
Jim  was  a  baritone — at  least,  he  fancied  he  was — but  we 
treated  him  as  a  tenor  and  he  became  one  of  us  at  once. 
Rovina  means  literally  ruin,  and  rovinato  ruined  ;  of  course 
we  were  nothing  of  the  sort ;  but  we  took  the  word  in  its 
prismatic  sense,  if  that  is  clear,  and  because  of  the  associa- 
tions :  who  is  ruined  has  a  seedy  look,  and  who  has  a  seedy 
look  has  a  grievance.  There  we  were  on,  all  rovinati  as 
fine  as  they  make  them.  Jim  could  not  speak  a  word  of 
Italian  and  understood  next  to  nothing  ;  but  how  beautifully 
he  listened  to  our  talk,  and  there  was  enough  to  listen  to. 
We  were  not  all  musical  students  ;  we  had  poets,  ex-patriots, 
dramatic  authors,  Sicilian  princes,  broken-down  impresarii, 
and  singing-masters  in  our  midst,  and  everybody  had  some- 
thing to  say.  We  never  spoke  more  than  six  at  a  time  ;  we 
quarreled  invariably  at  each  meeting — aye,  and  fought  genu- 
ine duels  ;  but  in  the  hour  of  need  we  were  ready  to  stand 
one  by  the  other.  Sometimes  this  fine  display  of  solidarity 
was  fraught  with  risk  and  even  danger  ;  but  who  heeded  it  ! 

One  night,  I  remember,  we  went  all  to  the  Fossati  to  give 
a  leg-up  to  our  friend  Ulysses  on  the  production  of  his  first 
drama.  The  title  of  the  piece  was  "L'Ombra  verde  del 
Castello  Rosso  " — "  The  Green  Shadow  of  the  Red  Castle." 
What  the  plot  was  I  can  not  say,  for  the  play  never  went 
beyond  the  first  scene  of  the  prologue,  in  which  a  father  cuts 
the  throats  of  six  children,  presumably  his,  without  saying  a 
single  word  the  whole  time.  Ulysses  was  playing  the 
father  ;  we  shouted  "  Bravo  !  "  and  "  Bis  !  "  after  the  first 
murder,  and  were  immediately  spotted  by  the  audience  as 
the  author's  camorra ;  as  the  third  child  was  slain,  a  huge 
onion  and  pieces  of  watermelon  shot  through  the  air  ;  at  the 
fourth  murder  the  house  rose  and  shouted  "  Basta  !  "  ;  at  the 
fifth,  there  was  a  shower  of  foot-stools,  chairs,  and  dead  cats  ; 
and  by  the  time  the  sixth  victim  was  dispatched  we  were  all 
fighting  for  dear  life  and  plying  our  sword-sticks  and  loaded 
canes  against  knives  and  daggers.  Another  time  we  went 
to  manage  the  enthusiasm  at  a  charity  concert  where  a 
Rovinato  had  to  perform  a  clarionet  solo  of  his  composition. 
We  thought  no  end  of  Emilio's  talent,  and  presented  him 
with  a  laurel  crown  on  his  appearance.  Before  we  could 
say  "Jack  Robinson"  we  were  in  the  fresh  air — clarionet, 
Rovinati,  and  all — Emilio  wearing  his  laurel  crown  sash- 
fashion. 

It  can  be  imagined  how  readily  we  promised  our  apoggio, 
when  Jim  announced  one  day,  or  rather  one  midnight,  that 
he  had  an  engagement  for  the  Bellini  at  Naples,  and  that  he 
counted  on  our  support  during  the  ordeal  of  his  debut.  He 
called  it  "deebutte."  From  Milan  to  Naples  was  rather  a 
far  cry,  and  I  am  not  sure  that  we  could  have  mustered  a 
cab-fare  at  the  time.  Still  we  said,  with  one  voice,  we  would 
go,  and  we  would  have  done  it  somehow.  But  when  Jim 
added  that  an  old  aunt  of  his  had  sent  him  a  handsome 
check  for  professional  purposes,  and  that  he  would  stand  the 
traveling  expenses,  our  enthusiasm  knew  no  bounds  ;  and 
we  actually  ordered  refreshments,  to  the  intense  astonishment 
of  Scaletti,  the  waiter,  our  confidential  friend,  banker,  and 
smuggler  of  excellent  tobacco.  I  had  forgotten  to  mention 
that  the  Rovinati  never  took  anything  at  the  cafe.  The 
waiters  tumbled  into  our  ways  at  once — would  bring  in  a 
tray  with  glasses  of  iced  water,  with  a  lemon-peel  in  each, 
and  retire. 

We  had  more  to  drink  than  was  good  for  us  ;  we  went 
about  the  city  serenading  our  creditors,  and  then  for  a  walk 
to  Monza,  where  we  insisted  on  visiting  the  royal  villa  at 
four  o'clock  a.  M.  ;  we  got  nearly  shot  on  our  return  by  the 
custom-house  officers,  who  took  us  for  smugglers  as  we  were 
climbing  over  the  city  walls  ;  and  at  last  we  went  to  bed, 
feeling  that  we  had  already  done  something  for  Jim.  At  the 
next  meeting,  we  talked  the  affair  over  seriously,  and  a  staff 
was  appointed  to  look  after  Jim's  interests  and  prospects. 
Ulysses  undertook  to  do  the  special  correspondences,  and 
promised  to  quote  Metastasio  in  his  telegrams  ;  Alfredo,  the 
poet,  was  to  prepare  a  sonnet  for  the  seraia  d'onore.  The 
princes  were  to  work  the  Neapolitan  aristocracy ;  an  ex- 
patriot  guaranteed  the  support  of  all  the  Neapolitan  ex- 
patriots  and  ex-Garibaldists  ;  to  a  broken-down  maestro  was 
assigned  the  duty  of  "  signs  of  approval "  in  the  right  places  ; 
and  the  rest  of  us  were  to  follow  lead.  Artists  enjoy  in 
Italy  special  immunities  on  their  travels,  inasmuch  as  parties 
from  six  upwards  obtain  considerable  reductions  on  the 
fares,  sometimes  as  much  as  sixty  per  cent.;  so,  after  all, 
Jim's  outlay  for  our  tickets  was  not  a  very  big  affair,  and  in 
due  course  of  time  we  started  for  Naples. 

Once  there,  we  went  in  a  body  to  the  impresario — just  to 
make  him  understand  that  Jim  was  not  unprotected — and  we 
found  the  man  as  amiable  a  farabutto  as  ninety-nine  per 
cent  of  Italian  impresarii.  He  understood  our  demarche 
perfectly  well,  had  our  names  put  on  the  free  list,  and  invited 
us  to  a  rehearsal  for  the  next  day.  We  came,  and  our 
spirits  fell ;  Jim  had  a  wretched  voice,  and  could  neither  act 
nor  sing.  Strange  to  say,  despite  our  great  intimacy,  we 
were  not  au  courant  of  one  another's  achievements.  Hard 
at  work  the  whole  day,  taking  and  giving  lessons,  we  used  to 
take  everybody  at  his  own  valuation  ;  and  when  Pietro  was  j 
talking  of  his  extraordinary  opera  or  Jim  of  his  beautiful  ■ 
F's  and  G's,  we  took  the  thing  for  granted,  waiting  to  form  | 


an  independent  opinion  at  the  moment  of  the  real  test. 
What  this  would  mean  in  Jim's  case  we  knew  full  well,  for 
we  never  expected  much  of  him  ;  but  none  of  us  anticipated 
quite  such  a  bad  case.  And  the  Bellini  is  an  important  the- 
atre for  a  beginner,  and  a  successful  debut  there  might  have 
been  the  making  of  our  friend.  The  reader  may  wonder 
how  Jim  got  an  engagement  at  all.  Well,  he  got  it  in  the 
regular  way,  according  to  local  notions,  through  a  fara- 
butto— one  of  those  unprincipled  scoundrels  who  infest  the 
profession  in  Italy,  who  tout  year  in  year  out  for  greenhorns, 
and  without  whom,  alas,  a  beginner  can  hardly  make  a  step 
in  that  country. 

We  decided,  however,  that  Jim  would  appear,  and  that  he 
would  sing  three  times  at  least  ;  three  being  the  regulation 
number  of  performances  or  appearances  in  the  Italian 
career — i.  e.,  unless  an  artist  sings  three  times  during  his 
engagement  he  is  considered  a  failure.  We  paid  another 
collective  visit  to  the  impresario' sy  and  impressed  gently  on 
his  mind  that  unless  Jim  appeared  con  successo  "the  son  of 
his  (the  impresario's)  father"  would  be  laid  up  with  a 
severe  attack  of  bastonitis.  Signor  Villaini,  taking  the  state 
of  things  in  at  a  glance,  referred  us  to  one  Pasqualino  as 
the  man  of  the  situation.  We  knew  Pasqualino — every- 
body in  Italy  knows  him.  But  Pasqualino  means  one  thou- 
sand francs  minimum — fixed  price.  Still  Jim  said  he  would 
go  the  whole  thing,  and  to  Pasqualino  we  went.  The  man 
had  been  everything  in  his  life-time — even  a  baritone,  and 
was  then  editor,  proprietor,  and  only  contributor  of  a  the- 
atrical newspaper.  The  bargain  was  struck  quickly  ;  and 
Pasqualino  undertook  not  only  to  secure  a  successful 
debut,  but  also  to  coach  Jim  in  his  part  and  the  stage  busi- 
ness, and  to  put  his  picture  and  biography  in  his  paper.  He 
asked  ten  days'  time  to  prepare  everything  ;  half  of  the 
stipulated  sum  was  paid  down,  the  other  was  due  after  the 
third  performance. 

At  last  the  eventful  day  came,  and  this  was  Pasqualino's 
marvelous  device  :  he  hired  an  old  lady,  whom  he  dressed 
in  deep  mourning  and  had  placed  in  the  front  row  of  the 
stalls.  Her  instructions  were  neither  to  stir  nor  to  remove 
her  veil.  Then  he  went  round  the  boxes  of  the  subscribers, 
and,  pointing  to  the  dismal  figure  in  black,  proceeded  to  ex- 
plain :  "  Questa  povera  vecchietta  in  black  is  the  widowed 
mother  of  the  baritone  who  is  to  make  his  debut  to-night.' 
Poor  woman  !  she  has  staked  even-thing  on  this  chance,  and 
though  her  son  is  a  regular  salame — nay,  even  a  cane — have 
pity  on  her !  She  has  a  heart  disease,  and  at  the  first  hos- 
tile sound  andra  in  convulsion^  and  may  die  on  the  spot. 
What  do  you  care  ?  The  cane  will  do  no  good  anyhow,  and 
you  might  make  his  poor  mother  so  happy." 

We  were  canvassing  the  galleries  and  the  platea  in  the 
same  sense,  and  ere  long,  the  childish  side  of  the  south- 
ern nature  prevailing,  the  whole  place  was  a-buzz  with  sub- 
dued whispers  relating  the  story  of  the  Mamma  del  baritono, 
already  magnified  and  distorted  into  a  life  of  sacrifices  and 
privations,  living  for  twenty  years  on  bread  and  water  to 
give  the  child  an  education,  etc.  New-comers  were  entreated 
to  bear  up  with  the  performance,  and  the  audience  had  no 
eyes  but  for  the  Mamma.  Jim  did  not  score  very  much  ;  but 
Pasqualino  had  done  wonders  with  his  singing  and  deport- 
ment, and  there  was  nothing  offensive,  at  least,  in  his  per- 
formance. On  the  second  and  third  nights,  people  came  on 
purpose  to  see  la  Mamma  del  baritono;  and  though  Jim's 
first  recitative  was  followed  by  a  general  exodus  of  the 
more  artistic  spirits,  still  the  performances  went  on  without  a 
hitch,  and  glowing  accounts  of  Jim's  triumphs  were  dis- 
patched to  the  Milanese  theatrical  press. 

Pasqualino  now  thought  Jim  firmly  established,  and  dis- 
missed the  old  lady  in  black.  Then  came  the  fourth  recita. 
The  house  was  crowded  an  hour  before  the  beginning,  so 
great  was  the  anxiety  of  all  not  to  miss  even  the  entry  of 
the  Mamma.  But  she  came  not,  and  as  amidst  endless  and 
clamorous  inquiries,  Dot?  e  la  Mainma  ?  the  overture  be- 
gan, up  went  such  a  shout :  "  Pasqualino,  *ion  c'  e  la  Mamma, 
non  c1  e  la  Mamma  ! "  and  such  a  sigh  of  relief  with  that ! 
And  as  poor  Jim  appeared,  before  he  had  time  to  open  his 
mouth,  he  was  hooted  and  hissed  off  the  stage,  and  every 
vile  epithet  hurled  at  him,  and  we  were  mobbed  at  the 
stage-door,  and  we  all  left  Naples  the  next  day. 

But  the  three  regulation  performances  were  gone  through, 
the  thing  really  improved  Jim's  prospects,  and  the  reputa- 
tion of  the  Rovinati  went  several  points  higher — at  least  in 
their  own  estimation. — St.  Jameses  Gazette. 
*-••» 

In  speaking  of  the  great  number  of  successful  chess-play- 
ers of  the  Jewish  race,  and  of  the  contest  between  the  two 
Jews,  Lasker  and  Steinitz,  for  the  chess  championship  of  the 
world,  the  Jewish  Chronicle  maintains  that  the  Jews  are  the 
best  chess-players,  because  of  their  possession  of  mental 
qualities  which  have  always  been  useful  to  the  race,  such,  for 
example,  as  quickness  of  apprehension,  tenacity  of  purpose, 
readiness  in  the  application  of  resources,  the  power  of  esti- 
mating probabilities,  and  an  intuition  which  enables  them  to 
seize  the  opportune  moment  for  developing  action.  These 
traits  of  mind  have  been  marked  in  all  the  Jews  who  have 
won  fame  and  fortune  in  the  playing  of  chess. 


ARE    OLD    MAIDS    UNATTRACTIVE? 


By  Junius  Henri   Browne. 


Stamp  collecting  adds  considerable  revenue  to  the  various 
colonies.  The  republic  of  Liberia  depends  largely  on 
receipts  from  postage  stamps,  which  it  has  beautifully  en- 
graved in  London,  mostly  for  the  purpose  of  selling  to  col- 
lectors. It  is  said  that  Liberia,  being  unable  to  give  any 
money  to  a  delegate  of  the  Chicago  Exhibition,  gave  a  large 
supply  of  postage- stamps.  For  every  stamp  used  in  the 
Cook  Islands,  probably  a  couple  of  hundred  are  sold  abroad. 
Enough  is  gained  in  this  way  almost  to  pay  for  the  govern- 
ment expenses. 

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One  hard-working  woman  in  New  York  earns  her  living, 
at  least  in  part,  as  a  book-broker.  Her  specialty  is  Ameri- 
cana, and  by  an  industrious  study  of  catalogues,  a  laborious 
inspection  of  old  books,  maps,  and  a  sharp  outlook  upon  the 
needs  of  libraries  and  other  book-buyers,  she  is  able  to  buy 
and  sell  many  valuable  books  in  the  course  of  a  year. 


The  prejudice  which  certainly  still  exists  in  the  average 
mind  against  unmarried  women  must  be  of  comparatively 
modern  origin.  The  Priestess  of  Delphi,  the  most  famous 
oracle  in  the  ancient  world,  was  at  first  a  young  girl,  but 
later  was  a  woman  past  fifty.  Many  of  the  oracles  of  Rome, 
as  well  as  Greece,  were  delivered  by  unwedded  women. 
Most  of  the  canonized  women  of  the  Roman  Catholic 
Church  were  husbandless. 

Since  the  Reformation,  especially  during  the  last  century 
and  in  our  own  land,  matrimony  has  been  so  much  esteemed, 
notably  by  women,  that  it  has  come  to  be  regarded  as  in 
some  sort  discreditable  for  them  to  remain  single.  Old 
maids  are  mentioned  on  every  hand  with  mingled  pity  and 
disdain,  arising,  no  doubt,  from  the  belief,  conscious  or  un- 
conscious, that  they  would  not  be  what  they  are  if  they  could 
help  it.  We  are  constantly  hearing  of  lovely  maidens, 
charming  wives,  buxom  widows,  but  almost  never  of  attract- 
ive old  maids.  The  popular  notion  is  that  if  they  had  been 
attractive,  they  would  have  found  husbands.  Not  having 
these,  the  forced  inference  is  that  they  have  had  no  offers. 

Discarding  prejudice  and  fallacy,  let  us  look  at  the  facts. 
Are  old  maids  unattractive,  as  they  are  imagined  and  repre- 
sented? Yes.  As  they  exist,  as  they  really  are  ?  No.  The 
people  who  think  and  talk  of  old  maids  most  are  apt  to  have 
in  mind  a  picture  not  borrowed  from  nature,  but  inherited 
by  tradition.  The  imaginary  old  maid  is  sallow,  lank,  raw- 
boned,  sharp-featured,  thin-voiced,  acidulous  in  expression 
and  in  spirit.  She  is  peevish,  complaining,  envious,  malig- 
nant, covetous,  wholly  unsympathetic.  Nobody  would  select 
her  for  a  friend  any  more  than  for  a  wife.  She  is  never 
trusted,  esteemed,  nor  loved. 

The  real  old  maid  is  like  any  other  woman.  She  has 
faults,  necessarily,  though  not  those  commonly  conceived  of. 
She  is  often  plump,  pretty,  amiable,  interesting,  intellectual, 
cultured,  warm-hearted,  benevolent,  and  has  ardent  friends 
of  both  sexes.  These  constantly  wonder  why  she  has  not 
married,  for  they  feel  that  she  must  have  had  many  oppor- 
tunities. Some  of  them  may  know  why  ;  she  may  have 
made  them  her  confidents.  She  usually  has  a  sentimental, 
romantic,  frequently  a  sad  and  pathetic,  past,  of  which  she 
does  not  speak,  unless  in  the  sacredness  of  intimacy.  She 
is  not  dissatisfied,  querulous,  nor  envious.  On  the  con- 
trary, she  is,  for  the  most  part,  singularly  content,  patient, 
and  serene — more  so  than  many  wives  who  have  household 
duties  and  domestic  cares  to  tire  and  trouble  them. 

It  is  a  stupid  as  well  as  a  heinous  mistake  that  women 
who  remain  single  do  so  from  necessity.  Almost  any  woman 
can  get  a  husband  if  she  is  so  minded,  as  daily  observation 
attests.  When  we  see  the  multitude  of  wives  who  have  no 
visible  signs  of  matrimonial  recommendation,  why  should 
we  think  that  old  maids  have  been  totally  neglected  ?  We 
may  meet  those  who  do  not  look  inviting.  But  we  meet  anv 
number  of  wives  who  are  even  less  inviting. 

It  must  be  very  rare,  indeed,  that  an  old  maid  is  such 
from  lack  of  connubial  opportunity.  Her  condition  indi- 
cates not  that  she  is  unattractive,  but'  that  she  is  somewhat 
fastidious,  that  she  demands  certain  qualities  in  him  whom  she 
chooses  for  a  partner,  and,  not  finding  them,  that  she  prefers 
to  continue  partnerless.  The  appearance  and  outgiving  of 
many  wives  denote  that  they  have  accepted  the  first  offer  ; 
the  appearance  and  outgiving  of  many  old  maids,  that  they 
have  declined  repeated  offers.  It  is  undeniable  that  wives, 
in  the  mass,  have  no  more  charm  than  old  maids  have,  in 
the  mass.  But,  as  the  majority  of  women  are  married,  they 
are  no  more  criticised  nor  commented  on,  in  the  bulk,  than 
the  whole  sex  are.  They  are  spoken  of  individually  as 
pretty  or  plain,  bright  or  dull,  pleasant  or  unpleasant ;  while 
old  maids  are  judged  as  a  species,  and  almost  always  un- 
favorably. 

Many  an  old  maid,  so-called,  unexpectedly  to  her  asso- 
ciates, becomes  a  wife,  some  man  of  taste,  discernment,  and 
sympathy  having  induced  her  to  change  her  state.  Probably 
no  other  man  of  his  kind  has  proposed  before,  which  ac- 
counts for  her  singleness.  After  her  marriage,  hundreds  of 
persons  who  had  sneered  at  her  condition  find  her  charming, 
thus  showing  the  extent  of  their  prejudice  against  feminine 
celibacy.  Old  maids  in  general,  it  is  fair  to  presume,  do  not 
wait  for  opportunities,  but  for  proposers  of  an  acceptable 
sort.  They  may  have,  indeed  they  are  likely  to  have,  those, 
but  not  to  meet  these.  Marriage,  in  the  main,  is  a  question 
of  propinquity  ;  old  maidenhood  is  a  question  of  suitableness. 

The  time  was,  and  not  long  ago,  when  most  women  in 
this  country  were  chagrined  if  they  were  not  furnished  with 
husbands.  They  felt  that  it  was  a  reproach  to  themselves, 
and  they  took  husbands,  therefore,  without  reflection  or  in- 
vestigation, intent  on  mating  rather  than  matching. 

The  time  has  changed,  and  women  have  changed  with  it. 
They  have  grown  more  sensible,  more  independent  in  dis- 
position as  well  as  circumstances.  They  no  longer  marry 
for  support ;  they  have  proved  their  capacity  to  support 
themselves,  and  self-support  has  developed  them  in  every  way. 
Assured  that  they  can  get  on  comfortably  and  contentedly 
alone,  they  are  better  adapted  by  the  assurance  for  consort- 
ship.  They  have  rapidly  increased  from  this  and  cognate 
causes,  and  have  so  improved  in  person,  mind,  and  char- 
acter that  an  old  maid  of  to-day  is  wholly  different  from  an 
old  maid  of  forty  years  ago. 

Many  excellent  njen  like  a  spinster — this  is  the  better 
word — are  fonder  of  her  companionship  than  they  are  of 
younger  maids,  or  wives,  or  widows.  She  is  less  personal, 
less  flighty,  less  sentimental  than  young  maids.  She  is  not 
inclined,  as  is  often  charged  on  wives,  to  talk  overmuch  of 
children  and  servants.  She  is  not  suspected,  as  widows  are, 
though  very  unjustly,  of  cherishing  fresh  connubial  designs. 
She  is,  in  these  days,  usually  intelligent,  reasonable,  sweet- 
natured,  interesting,  helpfuL  If  she  had  ever  been  what  she 
is  accused  of  being,  she  has  now  evolved  into  rounded  and 
attractive  womanhood. — Ladies'  Home  fournat. 


THE 


ARGON  AUT 


July  i6,  1894. 


OLD    GOUGH. 


The  Story  of  a  Strike. 


The  men  in  the  wheel  factory  had  long  been  growing 
more  and  more  discontented.  Perhaps  this  was  largely  the 
fault  of  the  foreman.  He  was  old  ;  he  had  been  on  the 
works  since  he  was  a  boy  ;  he  had  been  apprenticed  under 
the  old  partners,  and  any  morning  he  was  likely  to  be  found 
dead  over  the  desk  in  his  little  glass  cabin  in  the  corner  of 
the  shop.  He  managed  badly  ;  he  had  his  favorites  ;  the 
work  was  not  well  distributed  ;  younger  foremen  contrived 
to  shift  their  poor  hands  upon  him  and  to  filch  his  better 
men.  Three,  at  least,  of  his  forty-odd  men  might  well  have 
been  "sacked"  ;  but  so  well  did  those  three  or  four  marked 
ones  know  how  to  turn  his  weakness  to  their  advantage  that 
they  managed  to  hang  on  in  spite  of  him. 

At  one  time  the  wheel  factory  had  been  what  they  called 
on  the  works  "a  quiet  crib" — a  day-work  shop,  where,  in 
consequence,  rates  were  a  trifle  higher,  and  where  the  work 
was  supposed  to  be  of  a  better  order  than  elsewhere.  At 
piece-work  a  man  might  earn  half  again  the  amount  of  his 
rating,  while  at  day-work  he  could  only  draw  his  rated  wages. 
Now,  it  was  neither  one  thing  nor  the  other.  The  me- 
chanics had  dwindled  to  about  five-and-twenty,  and  all  sorts 
of  rag-tag  had  drifted  there.  There  were  half  a  dozen  copy- 
ing-lathes, for  example,  and  a  couple  of  circular  saws.  The 
foreman  had  never  been  able  to  get  even  one  hand-saw  into 
his  shop,  and  thus  a  whole  section  of  well-paid  and  com- 
paratively skilled  work  was  monopolized  "  down  at  the  mills." 
Then  he  had  two  lads  on  his  hands.  These  were  rated  as 
apprentices.  Apprentices  !  They  had  been  "  let  in  "  with- 
out premiums,  their  fathers  being  old  employees  of  the  firm. 
All  -they  did  was  to  cut  wedges  and  turn  pegs — a  poor  hour's 
work  a  day — loafing  about  for  the  rest,  laying  hands  on  this 
and  that  to  curry  favor  with  "  the  men." 

Everything  was  in  a  thoroughly  unsatisfactory  state.  The 
wheel  factory  was  no  longer  as  it  had  once  been,  a  thorough- 
fare. Scarcely  ever  did  any  one  pass  through  it ;  it  was  as 
dusty  as  a  mill,  and  strangely  well  described  by  the  pet 
name  it  bore,  "  The  Cemetery." 

The  mechanics  were  disgusted  with  it  all — with  theif 
work,  their  foreman,  their  colleagues.  The  machine  hands 
and  laborers  threw  in  their  fate  with  these,  their  betters,  in  a 
common  grumble  and  vague  murmuring  for  higher  rates. 
The  demands  were  indeed  vague ;  they  scarcely  knew 
whether  they  wanted  more  work,  a  higher  rate,  or  each  to 
try  his  fortune  elsewhere.  But  about  the  disaffection  there 
could  be  no  mistaking — it  was  strong  and  general. 

Save  for  one  exception.  Old  Gough  never  grumbled. 
He  was  never  seen  whispering  to  the  foreman  until  that 
dodderer  turned  away  in  confusion,  red  up  to  the  roots  of 
his  hair  ;  he  got  on  with  his  job  while  others  did  this.  For 
years  his  shop-mates  had  left  him  to  himself ;  they  did  not 
much  care  for  him — he  was  too  indifferent.  Any  one  who 
would  banter  seldom  got  much  change  from  him.  But 
when  discontent  seemed  to  be  coming  to  a  head,  a  sudden 
desire  arose  in  the  shop  to  convert  Old  Gough  to  the  gen- 
eral idea.  One  or  another  would  come  sidling  up  to  him, 
to  open  a  conversation  ;  it  was  long  before  he  would  look 
up,  and  again  long  before  he  would  put  down  the  tool  he 
was  using.     Then  it  would  be,  with  chuckling  derision  : 

"  Go  out  ?  What  are  you  talking  about  ?  In  most  places 
you  wouldn't  have  much  choice,  from  what  I've  seen  of  you." 
Or,  addressed  more  to  the  individual,  "Then  why  don't  you 
go  ?  You're  young.  Any  one  would  offer  you  three  pounds 
a  week  before  you  got  down  the  street.  Go,  if  you're  not 
satisfied  ;  they'll  respect  you  for  it.  You're  young.  It's 
different  for  an  old  man  like  me." 

Then  he  would  chuckle  and  resume  his  work.  Old 
Gough  had  probably  put  his  tools  on  his  back  oftener  than 
most  men  of  his  trade.  He  had  been  over  a  good  deal  of 
the  world.  He  sometimes  spoke,  in  a  tone  of  jesting  brag 
peculiar  to  him,  of  going  back  to  Shanghai.  But  though  he 
"  took  it "  from  no  one,  he  knew  when  he  was  well  off  far 
better  than  did  most  of  the  high-talking  wheelers  he  worked 
with. 

It  is  no  light  thing  for  an  old   man  to  look  for  a  job, 
■  though  Gough  was  a  first-rate  workman  and  not  a  day  more 
than  fifty.     Still,  he  had  young  children,  his  home  was  com- 
fortable, and  he  meant  more  than  he  would  have  admitted 
when  he  said  it  was  different  for  an  old  man. 

Saturday  noon  came,  the  wheel  factory  knocked  off,  and 
the  men  went  to  get  their  wages  of  the  week  preceding.  No 
one  had  even  a  passable  bill,  and  the  following  Saturday  the 
week  they  had  just  finished  would  be  poorer  still.  Old 
Gough  was  supposed  to  have  the  best  bill ;  but,  following 
his  custom,  he  kept  the  amount  his  own  secret.  The  grum- 
bles took  clearer  shape  as  the  men  left  the  works. 

"Don't  get  downhearted,"  the  foreman  said  to  them  with 
hollow  cheeriness  ;  "it'll  be  better  next  week."  He  had 
known  of  the  discontent  all  along,  but  fear  of  the  rap  on  the 
knuckles  he  would  get  in  doing  so  prevented  him  from  nam- 
ing the  ringleaders  to  his  manager.  The  weak  will  always 
risk  the  greater  to  avoid  the  lesser  evil. 

Monday  morning,  first  quarter,  there  was  more  talk  than 
work  in  the  wheel  factory.  Some  had  held  council  together 
meantime.  Those  who  were  not  sore  from  the  discontent  of 
their  wives  at  a  short  allowance  were  greedy  to  have  the 
handling  of  a  week's  wages  (though  a  poor  one)  on  a  Mon- 
day morning.     Two  of  the  men  came  up  to  Old  Gough. 

"  Bob,"  said  one,  "  we're  going  out  after  breakfast." 

"  All  ? " 

"  Yes." 

"  What  for  ?  " 

"  A  better  rate." 

"  How  much?" 

"  A  ha'penny  an  hour." 

"You  won't  get  it." 

"  No,  but  we'll  get  better  work,  and  more  of  it." 

Afi-r  a  good  deal  of  parleying,  Old  Gough  agreed  to  join, 
or    ;heir   solemn   assurances   of   "meaning    it."     So,    after 


breakfast,  they  all  put  on  their  coats,  Old  Gough,  eyed  curi- 
ously by  the  rest,  last  of  all,  and  they  stood  in  a  group  as  a 
demonstration  before  the  distracted  foreman,  who  at  last 
made  up  his  mind  to  send  one  of  the  lads  down  to  the  office. 
At  this  moment  the  father  of  the  other  apprentice  came 
round,  and,  finding  his  son  with  his  coat  on,  soundly  cuffed 
his  ears.  Then  the  strikers  moved  out  into  the  yard -in  a 
body,  where  they  stood  sheepishly,  looked  on  by  men  from 
other  shops  from  a  distance  and  from  around  every  corner 
in  sight. 

Presently  the  young  partner  came  down  to  the  yard  with 
quick  steps,  throwing  away  the  end  of  his  cigarette  as  he 
approached. 

"  Well,  men,"  he  began  hurriedly  and  very  business-like, 
"  what's  this  I  hear  ?  You  don't  think  the  firm's  got  work 
and  won't  give  it  you  ?  You  all  know  as  well  as  the  partners 
how  slack  things  are,  or  you  ought  to.  Some  of  you  have 
been  here  twelve  or  fifteen  years  ;  go  or  stay,  as  you  like, 
but  if  you'll  take  good  advice,  I  say  :  Think  of  your  fam- 
ilies and  get  back  to  work  sharp.  The  firm  won't  be  hard  ; 
they  know  there's  not  much  doing.  It's  the  same  every- 
where. If  you  go  out,  I  don't  suppose  you'll  get  a  job  this 
side  of  Botchester.  For  your  own  sakes,  go  back  to  your 
work." 

No  one  answered,  until  Old  Gough  said  :  "  You  haven't 
heard  what  we  want,  sir  ;  we've  come  out  for  a  better  rate." 

"  Take  my  advice,  men,"  said  the  young  man ;  and, 
turning  to  Old  Gough  :  "As  I  tell  you,  go  or  stay  ;  but  I 
don't  suppose  you'll  get  a  job  this  side  of  Botchester." 

"  Then,  perhaps,"  answered  Old  Gough,  "  111  get  a  job  on 
the  other  side." 

The  men  looked  at  one  another  a  moment  ;  but  seeing 
only  each  himself  reflected  in  the  others'  faces,  they  turned 
tail  and  filed  into  the  shop.  Only  Old  Gough  held  his 
ground.  Wiping  his  face  with  his  pocket-handkerchief 
broke  the  spell  of  his  disgust,  and  he  made  a  step  in  the 
opposite  direction. 

"  Foreman,"  said  the  young  partner,  coldly,  "  give  this 
man  a  pass  out  for  his  tools.  If  you  come  down  to  the 
office  with  me,  Gough,  I'll  give  you  your  bill." 

John  Gray. 

THE    CURSE    OF    A    HEART. 

Matilde    Serao's    Novel,    "  Farewell  Love" — A    Striking    Tale    of 
Modern    Italian    Society — How    Two    Great    Pas- 
sions "Wrecked  a  Woman's  Life. 

One  of  the  foremost  of  modern  Italian  novelists  is  Matilde 
Serao,  whose  "  Ecstasy  "  will  be  remembered  as  a  work  of 
real  power.  Her  daily  work  as  a  wage-earning  journalist 
has  lately  driven  her  to  the  production  of  stories  that  rank 
little  above  "pot-boilers,"  but  in  "  Farewell  Love  " — as  it  is 
called  in  Mrs.  Henry  Harland's  skillful  translation — she  has 
made  a  masterly  analysis  of  a  weak  and  passionate  woman 
and  has  written  a  novel  of  absorbing  interest. 

Anna  and  Laura  Acquaviva  have  been  left  orphans. 
Their  mother  had  died  early  ;  their  father  had  hastened  his 
end  by  the  bright,  careless,  destructive  existence  of  an 
Italian  man  of  pleasure,  and  he  had  completed  his  follies  by 
leaving  them  to  the  care  of  a  companion  of  his  pleasures — 
not  much  older  than  himself,  at  the  dangerous  age  when 
romance  is  dead  and  the  love  of  pleasure  survives.  The 
two  sisters  are  in  striking  contrast — the  one  all  impulse  and 
frankness  ;  the  other  quiet,  reserved,  and,  as  it  turned  out, 
corrupt  and  selfish.  Anna  Acquaviva  early  shows  her 
want  of  respect  for  all  the  conventions.  She  leaves  her 
bedroom  one  night  to  have  a  meeting  with  Giustino  Morelli  : 

At  last  she  opened  the  door  that  gave  upon  the  terrace,  and  ran 
out  into  the  night,  the  cold,  the  blackness.  She  crossed  the  ter- 
race to  the  low  dividing  wall  between  it  and  the  next.  "  Giustino — 
Giustino,"  she  called.  Suddenly  the  shadow  of  a  man  appeared  on 
the  other  terrace,  v9ty  near,  very  close  to  the  wall  of  division.  A 
voice  answered  :  "  Here  I  am,  Anna."  But  she,  taking  his  hand, 
drew  him  toward  her,  saying  :  "  Come,  come."  He  leaped  over  the 
little  wall.  Covered  by  her  black  mantle,  without  speaking,  Anna 
bent  her  head  and  broke  into  sobs.  "  What  is  it  ?  What  is  wrong  ?  " 
he  asked,  trying  to  see  her  face.  Anna  wept  without  answering. 
"  Don't  cry,  don't  cry.  Tell  me  what's  troubling  you,"  he  mur- 
mured, earnestly,  with  a  caress  in  his  words  and  in  his  voice. 
"  Nothing,  nothing.  I  was  so  frightened,"  she  stammered.  "  Dear- 
est, dearest,  dearest !  "  he  whispered.  "Oh,  I'm  a  poor  creature — a 
poor  thing,"  said  she,  with  a  desolate  gesture.  "  I  love  you  so,"  said 
Giustino,  simply,  in  a  low  voice.  "  Oh,  say  that  again,"  she  begged, 
ceasing  to  weep.  "  I  love  you  so,  Anna."  "  I  adore  you — my  soul, 
my  darling."  "  If  you  love  me,  you  must  be  calm."  "  I  adore  you, 
my  dearest  one."  "Promise  me  that  you  won't  cry  any  more, 
then."  "  I  adore  you,  I  adore  you,  I  adore  you  !  "  she  repeated,  her 
voice  heavy  with  emotion.  He  did  not  speak.  It  seemed  as  if  he 
could  find  no  words  fit  for  responding  to  such  a  passion.  A  cold  gust 
of  wind  swept  over  them.  "  Are  you  cold  ?"  he  asked.  "No;  feel." 
And  she  gave  him  her  hand.  Her  little  hand,  between  those  of 
Giustino,  was  indeed  not  cold  ;  it  was  burning.  "  That  is  love,"  said 
she.  He  lifted  the  hand  gently  to  his  lips  and  kissed  it  lightly.  And 
thereupon  her  eyes  glowed  in  the  darkness  like  human  ■-tars  of  pas- 
sion. "  My  love  is  consuming  me,"  she  went  on,  as  if  speaking  to 
herself  ;  "  I  can  feel  nothing  else  ;  neither  cold,  nor  night,  nor  dan- 
ger—nothing. I  can  only  feel  you.  I  want  nothing  but  your  love.  I 
only  want  to  live  near  you  always — till  death,  and  after  death — al- 
ways with  you — always,  always." 

In  this  dialogue  one  gets  a  glimpse  of  Anna's  whole  char- 
acter— its  intensity,  affection,  and  weakness.  Giustino  has 
seen  her  guardian,  who  has  refused  consent  to  their  union, 
and,  after  a  long  and  passionate  interview,  Anna  persuades 
him,  against  his  honorable  and  chivalrous  instincts,  to  elope. 
They  meet  in  Pompeii,  then,  but  in  sadness  and  only,  as 
it  proves,  to  separate  : 

She  raised  her  eyes  to  Giustino's,  and  she  noticed  anew  that  he  was 
gating  at  her  with  an  expression  of  great  sadness.  "  What  is  the 
matter  ?  "  she  asked.  He  did  not  answer.  He  sat  down  and  buried 
his  face  in  his  hands.  "  Tell  me  what  it  is,"  she  insisted,  trembling 
with  anger  and  anguish.  He  remained  silent.  Perhaps  he  was  weep- 
ing behind  his  hands.  "  If  vou  don't  tell  me  what  it  is,  I'll  go  back 
to  Naples,"  she  said.  He  did  not  speak.  "  You  despise  me  because 
I  have  left  my  home."  "  No,  Anna,"  he  murmured.  "You  think 
I'm  dreadful — you  think  of  me  as  an  abandoned  creature."  "No, 
dear  one — no."  "  Perhaps — you — love  another  woman."  "  You  can't 
think  that."  "  Perhaps  —  you  have — another — tie — without  love." 
"  None  ;  I  am  bound  to  no  one."  "You  have  promised  yourself  to 
no  one?"  "  To  no  one."  "Then  why  are  you  so  sad?  Why  do 
you  weep  ?  Why  do  you  tremble  ?  It  is  I  who  ought  to  weep  and 
tremble,  and  yet  I  don't  weep  unless  to  see  you  weep.    Your  weeping 


breaks  my  heart,  makes  me  desperate."  "Anna,  listen  to  me.  By 
the  memory  of  your  mother  I  implore  you  to  listen,  to  understand. 
I  am  miserable  because  of  you,  on  your  account— in  thinking  of  what 
I  have  allowed  you  to  do,  of  how  you  are  throwing  away  your  future, 
of  the  unhappiness  that  awaits  you  ;  without  a  home,  without  a  name, 

persecuted  by  your   family "     "  If  you   loved  me,  you  wouldn't 

think  these  things;  you  wouldn't  say  them."  "I  have  always  said 
them,  Anna  ;  I  have  always  repeated  them.  I  have  ruined  you.  For 
three  days  I  have  been  in  an  agony  of  remorse  ;  it  is  the  same  to-day. 
Though  you  are  the  light  of  my  life,  I  must  say  it  to  you.  To-day  I 
can't  forgive  myself  ;  to-morrow  you  will  be  unable  to  forgive  me.  Oh, 
my  love  !  lam  a  gentleman,  lam  a  Christian  ;  and  yet  I  have  been  weak 
enough  to  allow  you  and  me  to  commit  this  sin,  this  fault."  Speak- 
ing thus,  with  an  infinite  earnestness,  all  the  honesty  of  his  noble  soul 
showed  itself —  a  soul  bowed  down  by  remorse.  She  looked  at  him 
and  listened  to  him  with  stupefaction,  amazed  at  this  spectacle  of  a 
rectitude,  of  a  virtue  that  was  greater  than  love,  for  she  believed  only 
in  love.  ..."  Poor,  weak  creature,"  she  murmured,  with  immense 
scorn.  "Your  people  know  where  you  are  and  what  you  have  done — 
that  you  have  done  nothing  wrong.  They  know  that  you  have  done 
it  in  response  to  a  generous  impulse  for  one  who  was  not  worthy  of 
you,  but  who  has  respected  you."  "And  who  told  them  ?  "  "I." 
"  When  ?  "  "  This  morning."  "  To  whom  did  you  tell  it  ?  "  "  To 
your  sister  and  your  guardian."  "Did  they  come  to  ask  you?" 
"  No,  I  went  to  them."  "And  what  did  you  agree  upon  among 
you?"  "  That  I  should  come  here  and  meet  you."  "  And  then  ?  " 
"  That  I  should  leave  you."  "  When  ?  "  "  When  Cesare  Dias  was 
ready  to  come  and  fetch  you."  "It's  a  beautiful  plan,"  she  said, 
icily;  "to  return  home  because  your  lover  has  denounced  you  to 
your  family  !  What  a  comedy  !  You  are  right.  There  has  been  no 
catastrophe.  The  solution  is  immensely  humorous  ;  I  know  it.  I 
am  like  a  suicide  who  didn't  kill  herself.     You  are  right.     I  am  wrong. 

You — you "  and  she  looked  him  full  in  the  face,  withering  him 

with  her  glance — "  begone  !     I  despise  you  !     Begone  !  " 

There  is  a  long  and  a  dangerous  illness  ;  then  a  slow  re- 
covery ;  and  then  the  entire  loss  of  that  fierce  self-de- 
pendence which  had  brought  her  mad  adventure.  Such  is 
the  ending  of  Anna's  first  great  passion.  To  beg  forgive- 
ness for  her  folly  had  now  become  her  absorbing  thought ; 
and  then  there  came  about  that  self-distrust  which,  added  to 
the  craving  for  affection,  made  her  absolutely  incapable  of 
successful  struggle  against  strength  and  selfishness.  Thus, 
soon  after  her  recovery,  her  whole  being  becomes  the  abject 
slave  of  Cesare  Dias,  her  guardian,  a  fine  type  of  the 
middle-aged  libertine.  He  is  about  forty  ;  and,  in  the  even- 
ing, "  a  little  warmed  up  by  the  dinner  he  had  eaten  "  or 
"  the  amusement  that  awaited  him,"  "  he  was  still  a  hand- 
some man." 

Her  passion  is  so  strong  and  her  devotion  so  abject  that 
he  consents  to  marry  her,  when  she  accepts  this  hard  bar- 
gain : 

"You  would  like  me  to  marry  you  ?"  asked  Dias.  "Your  wife, 
your  mistress,  your  friend,  your  servant — whatever  you  wish  will 
suffice  for  me.     To  be  where  you  are,  to  live  my  life  out  near  to 

you "     "  I  am  old,"  he  said,  coldly,  bitterly.     "  I  am  young,  but 

I  am  dying,  Cesare."  "Old  age  is  a  sad  thing,  Anna.  It  freezes 
one's  blood  and  one's  heart."  "  What  does  it  matter  ?  I  don't  ask 
you  to  love  me,  I  only  want  to  love  you."  "  Will  you  never  ask  it 
of  me?"  "Never."  "Promise."  "  I  promise."  "By  whatever 
you  hold  most  sacred,  will  you  promise  it  ?  "  "By  heaven  that  hears 
me  ;  by  the  blessed  souls  of  my  mother  and  father  who  watch 
over  me  ;  by  my  affection  for  my  sister  Laura  ;  by  the  holiest  thing 
in  my  heart,  that  is,  by  my  love  for  you,  I  promise  it,  I  swear  it,  I 
will  never  ask  you  to  love  me."  "  You  won't  complain  of  me  and  of 
my  coldness?"  "I  will  never  complain.  I  will  regard  you  as  my 
greatest  benefactor."  "  You  will  let  me  live  as  I  like?"  "  You  will 
be  the  master.  You  shall  dispose  of  your  life  and  of  mine."  "  You 
will  let  me  go  and  come,  come  and  go,  without  finding  fault, 
without  recriminations?"  "When  you  go  out  I  will  await  in 
patience  the  happy  hour  of  your  return."  He  was  silent  for 
a  moment.  There  was  another  question  on  his  mind,  and  he  hesi- 
tated to  ask  it ;  but  with  burning  eyes,  with  hands  clasped  implor- 
ingly, she  waited  for  him  to  go  on.  "  You  won't  torment  me  with 
jealousy  ?  "  he  asked  at  last.  "  Oh,  heavens  !  "  she  cried,  stretching 
out  her  arms  and  beating  her  brow  with  her  hands,  "  must  I  endure 
that  also  ?  "  "  As  you  wish,"  he  said,  coldly  ;  "  I  see  that  I  displease 
and  offend  you.  I  am  making  demands  that  are  beyond  your 
strength.  Well,  let  us  drop  the  subject."  And  he  rose  as  if  to  go 
away.  She  moved  toward  him  and  took  his  hand.  "  No,  no  ;  don't 
leave  me.  For  pity's  sake,  stay  a  little  longer.  Let  us  talk — listen  to 
me.  You  ask  me  not  to  be  jealous  ;  I'll  not  be  jealous.  At  least, 
you'll  not  see  my  jealousy.  Do  you  wish  me  to  visit  the  woman 
you're  in  love  with,  or  have  been  in  love  with,  or  the  woman  who's  in 
love  with  you  ?  Do  you  wish  me  to  receive  the  women  who  are  your 
friends?  I'll  do  it — I'll  do  everything.  Put  me  to  the  most  dreadful 
trial — I'll  endure  it.  Ask  me  to  go  to  the  furthest  pass  a  soul  and 
body  can  reach — I'll  do  it  for  you."  "  I  wish  to  be  free,  heart-free, 
that  is  all,"  he  said,  firmly.  "  As  you  are  to-day,  so  you  will  always 
be — free  in  heart,"  she  responded. 

And  so  they  are  married.  But  the  chains  soon  gall  him, 
and  his  affairs  with  other  women  drive  her  almost  to  mad- 
ness, despite  her  promise  not  to  be  jealous,  of  which  he  is 
constantly  reminding  her.  And  then  comes  the  final  outrage: 
she  finds  him  making  love  to  her  sister,  who  returns  his 
caresses.  There  is  a  scene  between  the  two  sisters,  which 
(as  T.  P.  O'Connor  declares  in  the  London  Sun)  reaches 
the  heights  of  Grecian  tragedy.  The  end  of  it  is  that  the 
sinner  is  triumphant  and  the  wronged,  injured,  loving  wife  is 
worsted  : 

Laura  had  undone  her.  The  whole  long  scene  between  them  re- 
peated itself  over  and  over  in  her  mind  ;  again  she  passed  from  tears 
to  anger,  from  jealousy  to  pleading  affection  ;  again  she  saw  her  sis- 
ter's pure  white  face,  the  cynical  smile  that  disfigured  it.  and  its  hard 
incapacity  for  pity,  fear,  or  contrition.  Laura  had  overthrown  her, 
conquered  her,  undone  her.  Anna  had  gone  to  her,  strong  in  her 
outraged  rights,  strong  in  her  offended  love,  strong  in  her  knowledge 
of  her  sister's  treachery  ;  she  had  expected  to  see  that  proud  brow 
bend  before  her,  red  with  shame  ;  she  had  expected  to  see  those 
fair  hands  clasped  and  trembling,  imploring  pardon  ;  she  had  expected 
to  hear  that  clear  voice  utter  words  of  penitence  and  promises  of 
atonement.  But  far  from  that,  far  from  accepting  the  punishment 
she  had  earned,  the  guilty  woman  had  boldly  defended  her  guilt  ;  she 
had  refused  wit!)  fierce  courage  to  give  way  ;  she  had  clung  to  her  in- 
famy, challenging  her  sister  to  do  her  worst.  Anna  understood  that 
not  one  word  that  she  had  spoken  had  made  the  least  impression  upon 
Laura's  heart,  had  stirred  in  it  the  faintest  movement  of  generosity 
or  affection  ;  she  understood  that  from  beginning  to  end  she  had 
failed  and  blundered,  knowing  neither  how  to  punish  nor  how  to  for- 
give.    "  I  did  not  kill  her.     She  has  beaten  me  !  "  she  thought. 

And  in  the  final  interview  with  her  husband,  Anna  is 
beaten  again.  She  speaks  out  of  the  fullness  of  her  heart, 
of  her  sorrow,  and  her  indignation,  her  opinion  of  the  man 
she  has  so  deeply  loved  : 

"  The  sin  that  you  have  commuted,  instead  of  originating  in  passion, 
which  might  in  some  degree  excuse  it,  you  reduce  to  an  every-day 
vulgarity,  a  commonplace  indecency  ;  my  sister  becomes  a  vulgar 
flirt,  you  a  vulgar  seducer,  and  I  a  vulgar  termagant  screaming  out 
her  morbid  jealousy.  The  whole  affair  falls  into  the  mud.  My  sis- 
ter's guilty  love,  your  caprice,  my  despair,  all  are  in  the  mud,  among 
the  most  disgusting  human  garbage,  where  there  is  no  spiritual  light, 
no  cry  of  sorrow,  where  everything  is  permissible,  where  the  man  ex- 
pires and  the  beast  triumphs.  Do  you  know  what  you  are,  Cesare  ?" 
"  No,  I  don't  know.  But  if  you  can  tell  me,  1  shall  be  indebted  for 
the  favor."  "  You  are  a  man  without  heart,  without  conscience  ;  a 
soul  without  greatness  and  without  enthusiasm  ;  you  are  a  lump  of 


July  i6,  1894. 


THE        ARGONAUT. 


flesh,  exhausted  by  unworthy  pleasures  and  morbid  desires.  Yqu  are 
a  ruin  in  heart,  in  mind,  in  senses  ;  you  belong  to  the  class  of  men 
who  are  rotten  ;  you  fill  me  with  fright  and  with  pity.  I  did  not  know 
that  I  was  giving  my  hand  to  a  corpse  scented  with  heliotrope,  that  I 
was  uniting  my  life  to  the  mummy  of  a  gentleman,  whose  vitiated 
senses  could  not  be  pleased  by  a  young,  beautiful,  and  loving  wife, 
but  must  crave  her  sister,  her  pure,  chaste,  younger  sister  !  Have 
you  ever  loved,  Cesare  ?  Have  you  ever  for  a  moment  felt  the  im- 
mensity of  real  love  ?  In  your  selfishness  you  have  made  an  idol  of 
yourself,  an  idol  without  greatness.  A  thing  without  viscera,  without 
pulses,  without  emotion  !  You  are  corrupt,  perverted,  depraved, 
even  to  ihe  point  of  betraying  your  wife  who  adores  you,  with  her 
sister  whom  you  do  not  love  !  Ah,  you  are  a  coward,  a  dastard  ; 
that's  what  you  are,  a  dastard  !  " 

And  then  came  his  answer  : 

"  Now  that  vou  have  favored  me  with  so  amiable  a  definition  of 
myself,'  said  he,  "  permit  me  to  attempt  one  of  you."  His  tone  was 
so  icy,  he  pronounced  the  words  so  slowly,  that  Anna  knew  he  was 
preparing  a  tremendous  insult.  Instinctively,  obeying  the  blind 
anger  of  her  love,  she  repeated,  "  You  are  a  dastard  ;  that's  what 
you  are,  a  dastard."  "My  dear,  you  are  a  bore — that's  what  you 
are."  "  What  do  you  say  ?"  she  asked,  not  understanding.  "You're 
a  bore,  my  dear."  The  insult  was  so  atrocious  that,  for  the  first  time 
in  the  course  of  their  talk,  her  eyes  filled  with  tears,  and  a  sigh  burst 
from  her  lips — lips  that  were  purple,  like  those  of  a  dying  child.  It 
seemed  as  if  something  had  broken  in  her  heart.  "  Nothing  but  a 
bore.  I  don't  employ  high-sounding  words,  you  see,  I  speak  the 
plain  truth.  You're  a  bore."  Another  sigh — a  sigh  of  insupportable 
physical  pain,  as  if  the  hard  word  "  bore  "  had  cut  her  flesh,  like  a 
knife. 

She  goes  to  the  house  of  a  man  who  has  loved  her  and  waited 
for  her  love  for  a  long  time.  In  this  scene — risky  and 
daring — there  is  a  combination  of  realism  and  idealism,  of 
truth  and  tenderness,  which  raises  it  to  art  at  once  in  its 
greatest  fidelity  and  truest  delicacy  : 

"  And  yet  you  loved  him,  you  love  him  still."  "  No  ;  I  love  no 
one  any  more."  ' '  Why  would  you  not  accept  me  when  I  proposed  for 
you?"  "Because."  "Why  did  you  marry  that  old  man  ?"  "Be- 
cause." "  And  now  why  do  you  love  him  ?  Why  do  you  love  him  ?  " 
"I  don't  know."  "You  see,  you  do  love  "him!"  he  cried,  in 
despair.  "Oh,  God!  oh,  God!"  she  sobbed.  "Oh,  I  am 
a'  fool,  forgive  me,  forgive  me.  But  I  love  you,  and  I  lose  my 
head.  I  love  you,  and  I  am  desperate.  And  I  need  to  know  if  you 
still  love  him.  You  will  always  love  him  ?  Is  it  so  ?  "  "  Till  death," 
she  said,  with  a  strange  look  and  accent.  "Say  it  again."  "Till 
death,"  she  repeated,  with  the  same  strange  intonation.  They 
were  silent.  Luigi  Caracciolo  put  his  arm  around  her  waist,  and 
drew  her  slowly  toward  him.  Her  eyes  were  fixed  and  void. 
She  did  not  feel  his  arms  about  her.  She  did  not  feel  his 
kisses.  He  kissed  her  hair,  he  kissed  her  sweet  white  throat, 
he  kissed  her  little  rosy  ear.  Anna  was  absorbed  in  a  des- 
perate meditation,  far  from  all  human  things.  He  kissed  her  face, 
her  eyes,  her  lips  ;  she  did  not  know  it.  But  suddenly  she  felt 
his  embrace  become  closer,  stronger  ;  she  heard  his  voice  change,  it 
was  no  longer  tender  and  caressing ;  it  was  fervid  with  tumultuous 
passion,  it  uttered  confused,  delirious  words.  Silently  looking  at 
him  with  burning  eyes,  she  tried  to  disengage  herself.  "  Let  me 
go,"  she  said.  "Anna,  Anna,  I  love  you  so — I  have  loved  you  so 
long  !  "  "  Let  me  go,  let  me  go  !  "  "  You  are  my  adored  one — I 
adore  you  above  all  things."  "Let  me  go.  You  horrify  me."  He 
let  her  go.  "  But  what  have  you  come  here  for?"  he  asked,  sorrow- 
fullv.  "  I  have  come  to  commit  an  infamy."  "  Anna,  Anna,  you  are 
killing  me!"  She  looked  at  him  fixedly.  "What  is  it,  Anna? 
Something  is  troubling  you,  and  you  won't  tell  me  what  it  is.  My 
poor  friend.  You  have  come  here  with  an  anguish  in  your  heart, 
wishing  to  escape  from  it ;  you  have  come  here  to  weep,  and 
I  have  behaved  like  a  brute,  a  blackguard."  "  No,  you  are  good. 
I  shall  remember  you,"  and  she  gave  him  her  hand.  "Anna, 
forget  that  I  have  spoken  to  you  of  love."  "I  have  forgotten  it. 
Good-bye."  "You  mustn't  go  like  this.  You  are  too  much  agi- 
tated." "No,  I  am  calm.  Listen;  will  you  do  me  a  favor?  You 
repeated  some  verses  to  me  one  evening  at  Sorrento — some 
French  verses — do  you  remember?"  "Yes.  Baudelaire's  '  Har- 
monie  du  Soir,' "  he  answered,  surprised  by  her  question.  "Have 
you  the  volume?"  "  Yes."  "  Take  it,  and  copy  that  poem  for  me. 
Afterwards  I  will  say  good-bye."  He  went  into  his  library  and  brought 
back  "  Les  Fleurs  du  Mai."  He  seated  himself  at  his  writing-table 
and  looked  at  Anna.  There  was  an  expression  of  such  immense  sorrow 
in  her  eyes,  that  lie  faltered,  and  asked,  "  Shall  I  write  ?  "  She  bowed 
her  head.  While  he  was  writing  the  first  lines,  Anna  turned  her 
back  to  him.  She  put  her  hand  into  her  pocket  and  brought  forth  a 
little  shining  object  of  ivory  and  steel.  He,  in  a  low  voice,  repeated 
the  verse  he  was  writing — "  Valse  melancolique  et  langoureux 
vertige" — when  suddenly  there  was  the  report  of  a  pistol,  and  a  little 
cloud  of  smoke  rose  toward  the  ceiling.  Anna  had  shot  herself 
through  the  heart,  and  fallen  to  the  floor.  Her  little  gloved  hand 
held  the  revolver  that  she  had  taken  from  the  drawer  of  her  hus- 
band's desk.  Luigi  Caraccioli  stood  rooted  to  the  carpet,  believing 
that  he  must  be  mad.     So  died  Anna  Acquaviva,  innocent. 

It  is  a  sad  story,  and  points  to  the  conclusion  that 
the  possession  of  a  heart  is,  perhaps,  the  most  dan- 
gerous of  heritages  —  especially  for  a  woman.  Anna 
Acquaviva  is  no  saint.  She  is  narrow,  vehement,  thought- 
less, jealous.  Her  failures  are  the  result  of  her  own 
want  of  judgment,  her  illusions,  her  impulsiveness,  her 
want  of  self-control.  In  short,  she  belongs  to  the  great 
race  of  the  Foredoomed.  It  is  part  of  the  daring  of  Matilde 
Serao  that  she  makes  her  heroine — who  is  destroyed  by  un- 
requited love — begin  by  an  entirely  different  kind  of  passion. 
Within  one  year  she  loves  two  men,  as  unlike  each  other  as 
two  men  could  be  ;  and  in  both  the  one  case  and  the  other, 
she  puts  herself  in  the  wrong.  She  was  simply  primordial, 
elementary,  and  natural  passion,  dashing  itself  against  the 
conventions,  and  weariness,  and  selfishness  of  her  environ- 
ment. 


The  ideal  house — one  that  can  be  cleaned  with  a  hose — 
does  not  seem  to  be  unattainable.  The  drawing-rooms  and 
halls  of  the  most  luxurious  houses  are  now  paved  in  mosaic. 
The  use  of  Verona,  Siena,  Numidian  marbles,  and  of  Cali- 
fornia onyx  is  not  uncommon  as  wainscoting.  Ever)-  year 
brings  to  light  new  American  marbles.  These — such  as  the 
green  of  Tennessee  and  a  sort  of  crushed  strawberry  of 
Texas — have  fallen  in  happily  with  the  newest  fashions  in 
color.  For  people  of  less  means  there  are  the  enamel  bricks 
that  have  caught  the  iridescence  of  soap-bubbles  and  tiles 
that  look  like  tortoise-shell.  Makers  of  artificial  marble 
expect  shortly  to  offer  every  quality  and  tint  at  prices  within 
the  reach  of  most  people.  The  stained-glass  men  are  experi- 
menting in  stained-glass  mosaics  and  vitrified  floors  that  are 
to  be  both  beautiful  and  cheap.  The  truth  is  that  there  are  too 
many  occupants  of  every  house.  There  are  in  the  wood  wain- 
scoting of  city  houses  regiments  of  ambitious  creatures  who 
want  to  be  on  too  intimate  terms  with  man.  The  real  aim 
of  architecture  to  housekeepers  seems  to  be  the  contriving 
of  houses  that  will  accommodate  only  mankind.  When  the 
house  can  be  cleaned  with  a  hose,  the  privacy  of  the  family 
can  be  reestablished. 


COMMUNICATIONS. 

The  Crime  of  the  Daily  Press. 

San  Francisco,  July  9,  1894. 

Editors  Argonaut:  From  present  indications  at  this  writing.it  would 
appear  that  order  may  be  restored  before  your  next  issue  ;  but  whether  this 
prove  so  or  not,  I  can  not  refrain,  as  a  law-abiding  American  citizen,  from 
thanking  you  for  the  article,  appearing  on  the  title-page  of  the  issue  of  this 
date,  on  the  great  railroad  strike. 

In  the  name  of  all  that  is  good,  why  the  attitude  of  the  press  of  this  city? 
They  refuse  to  publish  anything  telegraphic,  reportorial,  or  communicative 
that  is  not  on  the  side  of  the  strike  or  the  strikers  and  all  their  acts,  lawful 
and  unlawful.  Much  of  the  matter  published  even  goes  beyond  sympathy 
and  verges  on  doctrines  of  revolution,  rebellion,  and  anarchy.  Are  they 
sane?  Are  they  so  blind  in  their  antagonism  to  the  Southern  Pacific  Com- 
pany (whose  acts,  whatever  they  may  have  been  as  against  the  public  and  of 
which  I  reserve  any  opinion,  are  largely  local  and  specific)  that  they  forget 
our  country  is  the  -wlwle of it,  and  not  a  fraction  on  the  coast?  Do  they  for- 
get that  capital  has  some  rights  as  well  as  duties  to  perform  ?  Do  they  expect 
to  settle  local  grievances  (and  it  is  said  there  were  none  here)  by  clubbing 
capital  the  world  over?     It  would  seem  so. 

If  the  sentiment  of  the  daily  press  of  San  Francisco  is  a  true  exposition  of 
feeling  and  disposition  of  the  people  of  this  coast,  God  help  them  !  They  are 
inviting  a  clutch  on  their  throats  tighter  than  ever  exercised  by  any  local 
railroad  here.  As  a  United  States  citizen,  bom,  residing,  and  doing  business 
in  the  East,  but  having,  with  certain  Eastern  friends,  large  investments  in 
California,  I  am  interested  in  its  development  and  progress.  But  it  would  ap- 
pear that  Eastern  ideas  are  not  wanted  in  this  locality.  On  two  occasions  I 
have  tried  to  reach  the  press  in  certainly  unbiased  communications,  not  as 
seeking  notoriety,  but  with  the  idea  of  placing  before  the  public  certain  facts 
which  I  have  reason  to  believe  would  throw  light  upon  the  subject ;  both,  I 
presume,  now  adorn  the  waste-basket ;  but  I  do  not  complain  from  any  per- 
sonal standpoint.  No  matter  is  allowed  but  notices  of  meetings  held  to  ex- 
tend sympathy  with  strikers  ;  the  fact  that  the  socialists  bad  met  and  passed 
resolutions  of  sympathy  (of  course  they  did)  and  news  of  how  lawless  and 
secret  communes  are  arming  themselves  to  resist  law.  The  statement  is  made 
time  and  again  that  this  or  that  train  was  met,  the  train  force  ordered  off,  the 
engine  "killed,"  etc. ;  of  cars  derailed,  switches  thrown  and  nailed,  etc. ;  and 
concluding  with  the  statement  that  it  was  all  done  in  the  most  quiet  and  or- 
derly manner!  Orderly  !  Oh,  shame  !  It  is  a  wanton,  burlesque  untruth  ! 
And  what  is  gained  by  these  plaudits  of  the  local  press?  I  answer — gaunt 
famine,  hunger,  distress,  and  increased  poverty  to  labor  and  the  working- 
man's  wife  and  children.  Aye,  and  more  than  this  for  this  coast  specifically. 
One  frequently  hears  that  local  capital  will  do  nothing,  is  not  enterprising, 
etc.,  and  that  energy,  push,  and  enterprise,  coupled  with  capital,  must  come 
from  the  East,  if  we  expect  California  to  grow  and  develop.  A  fine  invita- 
tion, truly,  for  Eastern  capital  to  invest  here  if  you  couple  with  it  a  positive, 
denial  of  protection.  A  great  rush  (?)  will  be  made  from  the  East  to  develop 
your  country  when  they  read,  through  your  daily  press,  the  altitude  of  your 
people. 

I  make  the  assertion  that  if  one-quarter  of  the  energy  was  displayed  on  the 
part  of  California's  citizens  in  projecting  and  building  new  outlets  that  there 
is  spent  in  anathematizing  those  now  existing,  such  a  growth  would  accrue 
to  the  State  as  is  beyond  the  recollection  of  its  oldest  inhabitant.  Calling 
hard  names  and  upholding  unlawful  acts  and  actions  will  avail  nothing.  But 
loyalty,  fidelity  to  the  country  and  its  laws,  upholding  of  its  courts  and  de- 
crees, desire  for  good  citizenship,  truthfulness,  honesty,  coupled  with  push 
aud  energy,  may  accomplish  much.  American  Citizen. 


Decent  Journalism  'Wanted. 

San  Francisco.  July  12,  1854. 
Editors  Argonaut  :  Can  not  something  be  done  to  change  the  methods 
of  our  local  daily  press,  whose  course  has  been  for  years  past,  and  still 
continues,  that  of  advertising  and  making  prominent  every  loud-mouthed 
blatherskite  who  can  beg  or  borrow  a  hall,  orlocate  himself  on  the  Sand-Lot, 
Mint  steps,  or  street-corners,  and  there  preach  the  doctrines  of  law-breaking 
and  anarchy?  Our  dailies  have,  almost  without  exception,  by  their  writing- 
up  of  such  assemblages,  publishing  so-called  likenesses  of  these  brawling 
loafers,  and  rehashing  their  seditious  mouthings,  given  them  the  prominence 
which  they  have  courted  and  inspired  other  scoundrels  to  follow  their 
example.  Commencing  with  Kearney  some  dozen  years  ago,  through 
the  Evans  and  Sontag  business,  and  following  down  to  this  time,  the 
press  has,  by  its  desire  for  sensationalism,  encouraged  these  fellows  who, 
without  having  been  advertised,  would  long  since  have  retired  to  the  ob- 
scurity from  which  they  came.  Look  at  the  head-lines,  the  suggestions,  the 
photographs  and  pictures  which  our  dailies  have  given  us  during  this  strike  ; 
and  no  man  can  reckon  the  evil  effect  upon  the  shallow  brains  of  those  who 
seek  the  notoriety  thus  obtained.  Such  public  advertising  aids,  if  it  does 
not  abet,  a  course  of  conduct  among  a  dangerous  element,  which  leads  up 
to  anarchy  and  murder.  The  law-abiding  people  of  this  community  are 
very  tired  of  such  a  policy,  and  demand  to  be  given  a  rest.  It  is  a  cer- 
tainty that  such  of  our  dailies  as  shall  first  inaugurate  and  pursue  a  course 
of  decent  journalism  will  command  the  support  of  the  larger  and  better  part 
of  this  community.  Citizen. 

A  Farmer's  Views. 

Sacramento,  July  7,  1894. 

Editors  Argonaut  :  Perhaps  you  will  not  publish  this,  and,  perhaps,  you 
may.  It  is  a  farmer's  view  of  the  strike,  and  is  given  for  what  it  is  worth. 
No  doubt  you  have  read  of  the  statue  made  in  Germany  that  represented 
the  emperor  and  the  various  court  and  other  officials  on  steps,  the  emperor  on 
the  highest  and  the  farmer  on  the  lowest  step.  On  each  step  was  a  motto 
stating  what  each  official  did,  till  it  came  down  to  the  farmer,  and  there  it 
stated :  "  /  support  you  all"  As  a  farmer  who  has  aided  lo  support  others,  I 
would  like  to  add  a  few  words  to  the  many  that  have  been  said  on  the  situa- 
tion. 

As  a  farmer  who  has  aided  to  give  bread  and  butter,  with  luxuries,  to  many 
strikers,  who  now  seek  to  ruin  him,  I  can  see  no  merit  in  the  present  strike. 
I  can  see  no  form  of  grievance  under  which  the  railroad  men  have  suffered  in- 
dividually. None  of  them  has  any  grievance ;  they  have  no  complaint  to 
make  of  wages  reduced  or  unpaid.  It  all  hinges  on  the  reduction  of  wages  to 
certain  Pi-llman  carmakers,  with  which  they  have  no  concern.  Through  this 
strike,  those  who  materially  aid  in  giving  the  strikers  work  are  innocent  suf- 
ferers. Not  only  do  they  refuse  to  move  the  freight  intrusted  to  them,  but 
they  rob  the  cars,  and  what  they  can  not  carry  off  they  destroy. 

I  will  not  dwell  on  the  entire  lack  of  confidence  these  strikers  inaugurate. 
No  man  can  trust  another  any  longer.  No  one  will  employ  another  if  possi- 
ble, and  no  one  having  a  dollar  to  lose  will  invest  it  in  any  enterprise  if  poss- 
ble,  as  it  will  only  mean  loss. 

The  sole  object  of  this  is  to  state  that  I  read  in  some  of  the  daily  papers 
that  the  farmers  of  Sacramento  Valley  would  arm  themselves  and  turn  out  to 
a  man  in  favor  of  the  strikers — as  base  a  fabrication  as  was  ever  made  by  these 
rascally  sheets.  Is  it  likely  that  men  will  fight  for  those  who  they  know  are 
ruining  them?  For  men  who  not  only  refuse  to  move  the  freight  in  their  care, 
but  who  rob  the  cars  and  destroy  what  they  can  not  use?  Others,  as  well  as 
myself,  have  freight— fruit,  etc. — on  the  way,  now  a  mass  of  rot  and  ruin.  The 
farmers,  of  course,  are  not  in  favor  of,  or  in  sympathy  with,  this  strike.  It 
will  not  bring  them  better  service  or  a  less  rate  of  freight  ;  and  to  a  man — 
all  who  are  men — would  arm  themselves,  as  I  will,  if  necessary,  to  put  down 
the  railroad  strike  ;  if  necessary,  kill  off  every  man  connected  with  il,  and 
get  in  their  places  men  more  capable  and  more  reliable  and  honest.  It  is  the 
rascally  reports  circulated  by  the  papers — solely,  no  doubt,  because  they 
can  not  black-mail  the  railroad  magnates — that  aid  and  abet  the  strikers. 
Had  we  less  papers  and  those  more  honest  in   their  reports,  we  would  have 


less  strikes.  They  color  their  reports  to  suit  their  pockets.  We  farmers  see 
this  evil  and  hope  to  see  a  censorship  of  the  press  to  put  a  stop  to  the  in- 
cendiary reports  made  without  any  foundation  and  inducing  all  evil-minded 
men  to  commit  outrages. 

Had  there  been  the  least  show  of  force  by  the  militia  or  the  sheriff,  the 
strike  at  Sacramento  could  have  been  stopped  at  once,  but  it  has  been  allowed 
to  go  on,  till  now  it  is  a  dangerous  thing  to  handle,  and,  before  it  ends,  there 
will  be  great  loss  and  bloodshed,  and  more  loss  to  the  farmer,  "  who  supports 
them  all."  There  is  a  large  proportion  of  our  population  who  have  nothing  to 
lose  and  who  seek  opportunities  to  commit  wrongs,  who  want  only  the  least 
chance  to  do  so,  and  are  ready  for  robbery,  incendiarism,  murder— any- 
thing. And  I  claim  it  to  be  a  fact  that  the  papers  are  responsible  for  much 
of  the  damage  already  done,  and  all  that  will  be  done,  through  inciting  the 
mob  on  by  false  reports,  all  favoring  the  strikers  and  against  the  railroad. 
There  was  a  hooting  mob  in  front  of  one  of  our  dailies  last  night,  rejoicing  at 
outrages  said  to  be  committed  by  rioters,  and  this  morning  it  coolly  states  the 
reports  were  not  correct—/,  e.,  were  a  willful,  sensational  lie. 

As  stated,  I  see  no  merit  in  this  strike.  Neither  do  I  see  any  reason  why 
the  railroad  magnates  should  not  have  conceded  the  withdrawal  of  the  Pull- 
man cars  till  such  time  as  that  affair  could  be  arranged.  The  traveling  pub- 
lic and  freighters  would  have  been  willing  to  do  without  them  for  the  time 
being,  as  they  do  without  other  luxuries  for  a  time.  Of  course  it  b.  hard  that 
a  man,  or  set  of  men,  can  not  run  their  business  to  suit  themselves,  but  the 
papers  we  support  have  aided  to  make  it  so,  and  each  in  their  turn  must  abide 
the  result.  There  is  one  side  of  the  question  that  will  arrange  itself,  and  that 
is— the  time  the  strikers  are  losing  never  will  be  paid  for;  the  loss  is  their 
own,  and  will  continue  to  exist  in  the  entire  loss  of  confidence. 

_  A  Farmer. 

As  Apologists  for  Murder. 

San  Francisco.  July  is,  1894. 

Editors  Argonaut  :  The  teachings  of  the  incendiary"  press  have  produced 
their  natural  fruit.  A  train  of  cars  was  derailed  yesterday  afternoon  two 
miles  from  Sacramento,  and  four  soldiers  were  killed,  four  wounded,  and  the 
engineer— the  veteran  Sam  Clark— instantly  done  to  death.  That  the  deed 
was  the  work  of  the  American  Railway  Union  there  can  not  be  any  reason- 
able doubt.  Members  of  the  body  were  found  hanging  around  the  spot ;  one 
of  them  had  boasted  just  before  the  train  left  that  it  would  not  get  two  miles 
from  Sacramento.  In  view  of  the  facts,  the  disclaimers  of  Knox  and  his 
fellows  will  not  go  for  much. 

Indeed,  the  semi-apologetic,  semi-defiant  tone  of  the  newspapers  which 
speak  for  the  American  Railway  Union  is  in  itself  a  confession  of  guilt. 
Last  night's  Bulletin  puts  in  the  plea  for  the  assassins  that  they  can  not  be 
guilty,  for  "  the  strikers  are  too  sensible  to  run  foul  of  the  general  govern- 
ment." It  ferments  prejudice  against  the  authorities  by  asserting  that  "  the 
government  is  the  ally  of  Pullman."  It  calls  the  murder  of  foui  United 
States  soldiers  and  one  railroad  engineer  "some  bushwhacking."  It 
fosters  the  ignorant  spite  against  Pullman  by  calling  him  "lordly" 
and  "a  Marquis."  The  Call,  in  the  same  ownership,  chuckles  over 
the  assassination  in  the  sneering  head-line,  "  Government  Power  did 
not  Prevail,"  and  invites  the  railroad  to  "stop  quarreling"  by  surren- 
dering the  question  at  issue.  The  Examiner  makes  a  good  second  to 
these  sheets.  It  gives  aid  and  comfort  to  the  assassins  by  assuring  them  on 
Democratic  authority  that  the  Democratic  government  at  Washington  "ap- 
plies the  law  to  the  law-defying  poor,"  and  does  not  "apply  it  to  the  law- 
defying  rich."  It  stirs  up  rancor  by  proclaiming  that  "  the  Southern  Pacific 
is  hated  and  despised,  and  its  managers  are  destitute  of  the  instincts  of 
good  citizenship."  The  purpose  of  these  statements  is  to  make  it  appear 
that  the  railroad  is  in  the  wrong  and  the  strikers  in  the  right ;  and,  though 
the  latter  may  take  life,  this  must  be  excused  as  an  accidental  ebullition  of 
natural  resistance  to  oppression  ;  public  sympathy  should  go  out  to  the 
strikers  and  public  odium  should  be  piled  on  the  railroad  company. 

It  goes  without  saying  that  the  effect  of  these  teachings  is  to  encourage  the 
striking  assassins  in  their  work.  While  the  murdered  wearers  of  United 
States  uniforms  were  gasping  in  the  agonies  of  death,  the  man  Henry  Knox, 
who  had  just  lied  about  the  complicity  of  the  American  Railway  Union  in  the 
outrage,  informed  a  reporter  that,  in  his  opinion,  the  "  strife  would  grow  more 
bitter."  He  added  that  he  "was  confident  of  winning."  He  directed  the 
attorney  of  the  American  Railway  Union  to  appear  for  the  murderers  and 
bragged  that  he  could  not  be  beaten.  J.  K.  C. 

The  Pullman  Wages. 

Napa,  July  10,  1894. 

Editors  Argonaut  :  The  editorial  of  the  ninth  in  regard  to  the  railroad 
is  excellent  and  to  the  point. 

Papers  have  published  the  fact  that  Mr.  Pullman  reduced  the  wages  of  his 
employees  one-third  less  than  in  1893.  but  we  have  seen  no  publication  of 
the  wages  paid  in  1893,  nor  of  the  wages  paid  when  they  struck.  If  you  can 
obtain  the  scale  of  wages  paid  when  they  struck,  and  publish  in  your  next 
issue,  it  will  greatly  oblige  the  public.  The  strikers  have  a  great  deal  to  say 
about  the  starvation  wages  paid  by  Mr.  Pullman,  and  we  would  like  to  see 
their  idea  of  starvation  wages  as  compared  with  their  European  wages, 
whence  most  of  the  strikers  came.  Napa  Vaixev. 

[The  wages  paid  by  the  Pullman  Company  in  1893  and  the  reduced  wages 
accepted  by  its  employees  at  first  and  later  rejected,  we  have  not  at  hand. 
We  do  know  that  no  laborers  on  the  face  of  the  earth  had  so  many  comforts 
and  were  treated  so  favorably  as  those  at  Pullman.  Free  schools,  free  libra- 
ries, free  churches,  public  halls,  and  pleasing  and  sanitary  surroundings 
were  furnished  by  the  company  ;  the  houses  built  for  the  laborers  were  more 
comfortable  and  attractive  than  those  occupied  by  the  same  class  of  people 
anywhere  else. — Eds.  Argonaut.] 

A   Suggestion. 

Ocean  View,  July  13,  1894. 

Editors  Argonaut:  As  the  editor  of  an  American  paper  in  this  American 
city,  you  occupy  a  sufficiently  anomalous  position — my  excuse  for  the  fol- 
lowing communication. 

The  assassination  by  the  riotous  strikers  near  Sacramento  yesterday  would 
seem  to  call  for  some  expression  of  opinion  from  "the  fraction  of  this 
country's  fauna  known  as  the  American  people."  Our  officers,  being  indeed 
men  of  peace  and  thoroughly  imbued  with  the  spirit  of  the  Sermon  on  the 
Mount,  confine  this  expression  to  mere  words.  In  default  of  that  stronger 
sympathy  which  many  of  us  long  to  exhibit,  I  therefore  suggest  that  the 
Argonaut  receive  subscriptions  to  erect  such  memorial  to  the  murdered  en- 
gineer and  soldiers  as  may  be  satisfactory  to  their  friends. 

That  these  friends  may  not  misconstrue  our  action  as  charity,  allow  me  to 
say  that  in  paying  homage  to  the  memory  of  these  soldiers,  "dead  upon  the 
field  of  honor,"  we  honor  those  among  us  who  do  not  consider  murder  one  of 
the  fine  arts,  to  be  given  a  special  award  by  the  venal  press  and  the  cowardly 
trades -unions.  ^  S.  J.  Alexander. 

[Inclosures:  S.  J.  Alexander.  $1.00;  W.  A.  Alexander.  S1.00.J 


A  Commendation. 

San  Francisco,  July  10.  1894. 
Editors  Argonaut  :  After  reading  your  editorial  on  the  railway  strike,  in 
your  issue  of  ninth  instant.  I  at  once  decided  that  there  was  one  newspaper, 
at  least,  published  in  San  Francisco,  which  I  need  not  feel  ashamed  to  have 
in  my  house  and  which  I  could  safely  allow  my  boy  to  read.  Acting  on  this 
conviction,  I  now  inclose  check  for  four  dollars  for  one  year's  subscription  to 
the  Argonaut,  beginning  fourteenth  instant.  When,  with  hardly  an  excep- 
tion, all  the  leading  daily  newspapers  of  San  Francisco  seem  utterly  lost  to 
any  sense  of  honesty,  decency,  or  shame,  willing  to  barter  their  honor  for  a 
few  additional  nickels  (although  it  is  doubtful  whether  they  have  possessed  any 
honor  for  a  long  time  past),  it  is  refreshing  to  find  one  champion  of  the  right. 
Stick  to  it ;  it  is  bound  to  win.  although  I  fear  we  will  not  live  to  see  it. 


THE        ARGONAUT. 


July  i6,  1894. 


LITERARY    NOTES. 


Personal  and  Miscellaneous  Gossip. 
The  new  Scotch  writer  of  stories,  S.  R-  Crockett, 
at  a  recent  dinner  of  the  Pen  and  Pencil  Club  of 
Edinburgh,  said  he  began  his  literary  career  as  an 
art  critic  in  London.  He  then  published  a  volume 
of  poems,  which  no  one  read  ;  and,  in  referring  to 
the  honor  done  him  by  the  Pen  and  Pencil  Club, 
said  he  was  singularly  unworthy  of  it,  since  all  his 
work  was  done  with  a  type-writer. 

George  Meredith,  unlike  Anthony  Trollope,  can 
write  only  when  he  feels  like  it.  He  requires  ab- 
solute quiet  and  solitude,  and  does  all  his  work  in 
a  chalet  near  his  house. 

M.  Paul  Bourget  is  one  of  the  youngest  men  ever 
admitted  to  the  French  Institute  ;  but  he  is  two 
years  older  than  was  Pierre  Loti  when  he  attained 
the  same  honor.     Says  the  Pall  Mall : 

"Though  not  yet  forty-two  he  looks  somewhat  older, 
his  nervous  temperament  having  given  his  features  a 
pinched  and  weary  aspect.  His  profile  is  clearly  cut  and 
keen,  and  he  wears  only  a  mustache,  which  is  curled  up 
almost  in  military  fashion.  Unless  animated  by  conver- 
sation, his  blue  eyes  give  an  impression  of  fatigue,  not 
to  say  dullness.  There  is  nothing  imposing  in  his  stature 
or  bearing.  One  would  not,  in  short,  recognize  him  at 
the  first  glance  as  a  man  of  genius.  Spoiled  and  blase 
by  the  great  ladies  of  fashionable  society,  he  is  apt  to 
give  himself  airs  —  not  bumptious  and  offensive,  but 
tinged  with  a  querulous  and  almost  peevish  conceit. 
However,  he  has  got  married  lately  to  a  very  charming 
woman,  Mile.  Minnie  David,  and  domestic  life  is  said  to 
have  improved  him.  He  occupies  part  of  a  gloomy  and 
quiet  house  in  the  Rue  Monsieur." 

"  Eyes  Like  the  Sea"  is  the  title  of  a  translation 
of  the  latest  work  of  the  veteran  Hungarian  author, 
Maurice  J6kai.  The  story  is  largely  autobiograph- 
ical. 

W.  E.  Henley,  who  has  at  last  succeeded  in  get- 
ting away  from  the  toil  of  the  National  Observer, 
has  a  very  striking  personality.  He  is  a  big,  finely- 
built  man,  though  he  has  the  misfortune  to  be 
lame.  Mr.  Henley  has  blue  eyes  and  straw- 
colored  hair  and  beard,  the  latter  of  the  Rubens 
shape.  Indeed,  his  face,  which  is  very  powerful 
and  full  of  character,  might  almost  serve  as  a 
model  for  the  great  sixteenth  century  painter. 

A  novel  in  dialogue,  after  the  fashion  of  Gyp, 
called  "The  Modern  Progress,"  by  Miss  Violet 
Hunt,  is  announced  in  England.  Parts  of  it  have 
appeared  in  Black  and  White  and  the  Pall  Mall 
Gazette. 

The  success  of  Mrs.  J.  R.  Green's  new  book  is 
attracting  the  attention  of  a  new  class  of  readers  to 
a  personality  which  is  already  familiar  both  in  liter- 
ary circles  and  in  London  society.  Says  the  Critic's 
correspondent : 

"  It  must  be  about  twenty  years  ago  that  there  first 
arose  a  whisper  about  a  lady  of  great  beauty  and  consid- 
erable wealth  who  had  conceived  a  romantic  attachment 
for  John  Richard  Green.  At  that  time  the  historian's 
health  had  already  broken  down,  and,  when  the  lady  in 
question  became  his  wife,  she  found  it  necessary  to  give 
much  of  her  time  to  nursing  him,  This  duty  she  accepted 
with  singular  devotion.  Being  an  earnest  student  of  his- 
tory, Mrs.  Green  was  also  able  to  give  her  husband  much 
assistance  in  his  literary  work,  and  she  has  herself  been 
for  years  at  work  upon  the  book  which  is  now  upon  every 
one  s  lips.  Mrs.  Green  was  an  Irish  girl  of  property, 
and,  despite  her  inclination  to  society  life,  is  a  professed 
home-ruler.  She  gives  dainty  little  dinners,  which  are 
noted  both  for  their  excellence  and  for  the  distinction  of 
the  guests  invited  to  them  ;  and  she  is  greatly  interested 
in  the  stage  and  dramatic  literature." 

Thomas  Hardy  began  his  literary  life  by  writing 
verses  ;  but  most  of  these  productions  he  is  said  to 
have  destroyed,  preserving  only  a  ballad  or  two. 

Under  the  title  of  "An  Unrecorded  Chapter  of 
the  Indian  Mutiny,"  Reginald  Wilberforce,  the  son 
and  biographer  of  the  Bishop  of  Winchester,  has 
compiled,  from  his  own  diary  and  from  letters  writ- 
ten at  the  time,  a  volume  of  reminiscences. 

A  title  is  literary  property.  In  an  article  in  the 
Athenesum,  Mr.  Theo.  Gift,  the  author  of  "Vic- 
tims," a  fairly  well-known  English  romance,  com- 
plains that  the  title  has  been  sold  by  "the  parties 
into  whose  hands  the  copyright  has  unfortunately 
fallen,  without  my  knowledge  and  consent,"  and 
that  a  little  one-volume  story  with  the  same  title  is 
now  being  advertised.  The  title,  "Victims,"  Mr. 
Gift  rightly  states,  might  induce  purchasers  to  be- 
lieve that  a  cheap  or  new  form  of  his  novel  had 
been  published,  whereas  such  is  not  the  case.  If, 
as  Mr.  Gift  says,  transactions  of  this  kind  follow, 
they  would  constitute  a  new  danger  for  all  authors 
who  part  with  their  copyrights,  "  as  well  as  a  fraud 
on  the  public." 

The  Transatlantic  Publishing  Company  has  been 
formed  in  New  York  city  to  issue  a  Transatlantic 
Magazine,    to   contain   only    short   stories.      It    is 


meant  to  give  English  writers  a  chance  to  obtain 
copyright  here  by  simultaneous  publication. 

A  recent  article  in  the  Westminster  Review  says  : 
"Daudet's  study  is  severe  in  its  simplicity,  the  furni- 
ture the  scantiest  and  the  plainest.  That  of  Dumas  has 
a  few  pictures  on  the  wall — small  panel  pictures — and  on 
his  table  a  female  sphinx  in  bronze.  Loppee,  the  poet, 
has  his  books  in  extraordinary  disorder,  and  his  appli- 
ances for  tobacco  abundant  and  well  filled.  Pierre  Loti 
has  his  workshop  fitted  up  like  an  Eastern  bazaar ;  Gon- 
court's  is  rich  in  curious  books  and  bindings  ;  Sardou's  is 
absolutely  plain  and  very  untidy ;  Zola's  crammed  with 
bric-a-brac  ;  Massenet's  austere  and  empty — a  note-book, 
a  thermometer,  and  a  water-bottle ;  Meilhac's  crowded 
with  books,  reviews,  and  journals,  and,  by  the  hearth- 
rug, two  arm-chairs — one  for  the  master  of  the  house,  the 
other  for  his  friend  and  collaborator,  Hale'vy — both  of  a 
size  and  impartially  comfortable." 

The  Baron  de  M^neval  says  in  his  "  Memoirs," 
recently  published  by  D.  Appleton  &  Co.,  that  he 
does  not  believe  Bourrienne  was  the  author  of  the 
famous  memoirs  which  were  published  under  his 
name.  In  1825,  Bourrienne  told  him  he  had  been 
asked  to  write  against  the  emperor  ;  but,  "  in  spite 
of  all  the  wrong  he  did  me,"  said  Bourrienne,  "  I 
could  never  make  up  my  mind  to  do  so.  My  hand 
would  wither  rather."  Me'neval  explains  the  origin 
of  the  memoirs  as  follows  : 

"The  ever-growing  enfeeblement  of  his  faculties,  the 
state  of  financial  embarrassment  to  which  he  found  him- 
self reduced,  added  to  the  deep  resentment  with  which  he 
remembered  his  disgrace,  rendered  him  accessible  to  the 
pecuniary  offers  which  were  afterward  made  to  him.  It  is 
stated  that  the  publisher  of  Eourrienne's  Memoirs  offered 
him,  at  the  time  when  he  had  fled  to  Hoist ein  to 
escape  his  creditors,  a  sum,  said  to  be  thirty  thousand 
francs,  for  his  signature  to  the  work.  M.  de  Bourrienne, 
already  seized  with  the  disease  of  which  he  died  a  few 
years  later  in  the  hospital  at  Caen,  consented  to  allow 
these  memoirs  to  be  published  under  his  name.  His  entire 
cooperation  in  this  book  consisted  in  some  stray,  incom- 
plete notes,  which  were  worked  out  by  certain  professional 
writers." 

A  complete  edition  of  the  late  Hawley  Smart's 
racing  novels  is  in  preparation  by  his  widow.  The 
novel  which  he  left  in  manuscript  is  soon  to  be  pub- 
lished. 

In  his  work  on  Tennyson,  Stopford  A.   Brooke 
adds  to  the  following  lines  from  "  Sea  Dreams  "  : 
Among  the  honest  shoulders  of  the  crowd, 
Read  rascal  in  the  motions  of  his  back 
And  scoundrel  in  the  supple-sliding  knee, 
a  note  saying:   "Mr.  Woolner,   talking  one  day  about 
this  poem,  told  me  that  when  he  was  making  his  bust  of 
Carlyle,  a  man  well  known  on  'Change  came  in,  and  that, 
after  he  had  gone  away,  Carlyle  said:  'That  man  is  a 
rascal ;  I  read  it  in  the  motion  of  his  back — a  scoundrel ; 
did  you  see  his  supple-sliding  knee?*     Woolner  told  this 
story  to  Tennyson,  and  Tennyson   reproduced  it  in  this 
happy   way.     Carlyle   was   right ;  the   man,  a  few  years 
afterward,  was  guilty  of  felony." 

An  Englishman  wonders  who  is  the  sixth  great 
living  novelist,  after  having  named  as  the  first  five, 
Meredith,  Hardy,  Barrie,  Stevenson,  and  Kipling. 

The  Modern  Magazine. 

At  a  recent  meeting  of  the  Quill  Club  in  New 
York  city,  Frank  H.  Scott,  president  of  the  Century 
Company,  delivered  an  address  on  "The  Modern 
Magazine,"  from  which  we  make  the  following  ex- 
tracts : 

"  If  you  take  up  a  copy  of  Harper's  or  the  Century, 
you  will  find  that,  exclusive  of  the  advertisements,  it  al- 
ways consists  of  one  hundred  and  sixty  pages,  and  each 
number  contains  about  thirty  separate  articles,  so  that 
the  magazine  publishes  on  the  average  from  three  hun- 
dred and  fifty  to  four  hundred  articles  each  year.  Now, 
how  do  these  articles  get  there';  Who  wrote  them,  and 
why  were  they  selected  more  than  any  other  four  hundred 
of  the  thousands  written  and  submitted  during  the  year? 
I  know  there  is  a  popular  idea  that  all  magazines  are  run 
by  cliques,  that  the  articles  are  all  written  by  a  few  of  the 
editor's  personal  friends,  that  the  manuscripts  of  new 
writers  are  returned  unread  or  thrown  into  the  waste-bas- 
ket. Let  us  see  if  any  light  can  be  thrown  upon  this  subject 
by  a  careful  analysis  of  the  facts.  The  twelve  numbers  of 
the  Century  Magazine,  ending  with  the  issue  for  April, 
1894,  contain  three  hundred  and  ninety-four  separate 
signed  articles,  and  these  have  been  written  by  three  hun- 
dred and  twenty-six  different  authors,  so  that  only  a  few 
authors  could  have  appeared  more  than  once,  except  in 
the  case  of  serials.  Certainly  this  does  not  look  like  the 
work  of  a  small  clique,  especially  as  ninety-four  of  them 
were  new  contributors  who  had  never  written  for  the 
magazine  before  and  were  presumably  unknown  to  the 
editor.  Neither  was  there  any  exclusiveness  as  to  sex,  as 
ninety-eight  of  them  were  women  ;  nor  as  to  section  or 
locality,  as  these  contributions  came  not  only  from  New 
York  and  Massachusetts,  but  from  every  one  of  the  States 
of  the  Union,  North  and  South,  from  Canada,  and  also 
from  England,  France,  Germany,  Spain,  Italy,  and  Aus- 
tralia. 

"  It  is  not  necessary  to  go  into  detail  as  to  how  the 
nine  thousand  manuscripts  received  at  the  office  during 
the  year  were  sifted  down  to  the  four  hundred  which  were 
finally  published.  All  manuscripts  are  examined.  Most 
of  you  are  familiar  with  the  detail  of  an  editorial  office, 
and  know  the  painstaking  care  with  which  material  of 
this  class  is  sorted,  in  the  hope  of  finding  something 
which  shall  be  notable  and  important.  Many  of  you 
doubtless  know  the  joy  and  enthusiasm  kindled  in  the 
heart  of  the  professional  reader  upon  the  discovery  of 
some  new  and  original  piece  of  literary  work.  It  was 
thus  that  the  first  writings  of  Frances  Hodgson  Burnett, 
Thomas  Nelson  Page,  and  many  others  were  discovered 
among  the  unheralded  manuscripts  coming  to  the  maga- 
zines. 

"Having  thus  considered  the  sources,  let  us  now  ex- 
amine the  nature  of  the  contents  of  the  magazine.  And 
here  another  surprise  may  await  us.  Out  of  the  four 
hundred  articles  printed  during  the  year,  only  one  hun- 
dred and  seventy-five,  or  less  than  one-half,  were  either 
poetry  or  fiction,  and,  as  most  of  the  poems  are  brief,  the 
two   together  occupied   much   less   than   one-half  of  the 


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pages  of  the  magazine  for  the  year.  W  hat  fill  the  others  ? 
Historical,  biographical,  and  critical  papers,  illustrated 
descriptive  articles,  essays,  and  editorials  upon  public 
questions.  For  with  the  Century  Magazine  —  and  I 
think  it  is  true  of  most  magazines  of  the  present  day — it 
is  not  the  long  novel,  nor  the  short  story,  nor  fiction  of 
any  kind  that  gives  it  its  strong  hold  upon  its  readers, 
but  the  so-called  'solid'  matter.  Few  of  the  novels  of 
George  W.  Cable,  Frank  Stockton,  Frances  Hodgson 
Burnett,  Mrs.  Burton  Harrison,  Eggleston,  Howells, 
Bret  Harte,  Kipling,  or  Mark  Twain  have  had  any  per- 
ceptible effect  upon  the  circulation  of  the  magazine  from 
month  to  month.  Whereas  the  War  papers  added  one 
hundred  thousand  new  subscribers  within  six  months, 
the  Life  of  Lincoln  added  even  to  these,  and  the  Kennan 
papers  on  Siberia  also  perceptibly  raised  the  circulation 
during  the  period  of  their  publication.  Indeed,  all  the 
notable  successes  of  the  magazine  have  been  on  these 
lines,  and  its  hold  upon  its  readers  is  in  its  strong  edi- 
torial position  on  all  public  questions. 

t  "  It  is  a  mistaken  idea  that  the  cost  of  the  best  maga- 
zines has  been  lessened  of  late.  Paper  and  printing  were 
never  so  low  as  now.  But  the  cost  of  everything  else  con- 
nected with  the  production  of  a  magazine  has  steadily  in- 
creased. The  prices  paid  authors  and  artists  are  more 
than  double  what  they  were  twenty  years  ago.  Every 
number  of  the  Century  Magazine  costs  more  than  ten 
thousand  dollars  for  contributions  and  pictures  before  it 
goes  to  press,  and  if  we  add  to  this  the  salaries  of  editors 
and  managers,  the  rent  and  expense  of  maintenance  of  a 
great  establishment,  you  will  see  that  only  immense 
editions  can  make  it  possible  to  supply  the  present  maga- 


New  Publications. 
"Told  in  Whispers,"  by  Leigh  H.  Irvine,  author 
of  "  The  Struggle  for  Bread,"  purports  to  be  "  from 
a  lately  discovered  manuscript."  and  sets,  forth  the 
author's  views  on  social  and  political  topics.  Pub- 
lished by  the  Crown  Publishing  Company,  New 
York  ;  price,  50  cents. 

"  Under  the  Second  Renaissance,"  by  Florence 
Trail,  is  the  story  of  a  young  girl  who,  having 
made  a  great  success  on  the  stage,  suddenly  goes 
to  her  distant  home  to  attend,  as  she  supposes,  her 
brother's  death-bed,  giving  no  explanation  of  her 
defection  to  manager  or  public.  Her  brother  re- 
covers, she  falls  in  love  with  a  young  lawyer,  and, 
separating  from  him,  goes  on  the  stage  again.  It 
is  such  a  story  as  a  very  young  and  very  stage-struck 
girl  might  write.  Published  by  C.  W.  Moulton, 
Buffalo  ;  price,  $1.00. 

There  are  seven  short  stories  by  Noah  Brooks 
in  "  Tales  of  the  Maine  Coast,"  the  scenes  of  which 
are  laid  in  and  about  the  author's  native  town, 
where  he  has  lived  most  of  his  life.  They  present 
various  types  of  life  and  character  among  the 
sea-faring  folk,  and  range  from  grave  to  gay,  with 
a  liberal  proportion  of  pathos  in  them.  "  Pansy 
Pegg  "  is  the  story  of  an  orphan  girl,  a  tomboy 
who  is  a  law  unto  herself  most  of  her  days  ;  she 
refuses  the  love  of  an  honest  lad,  and  repents  her 
folly,  when  his  ship  never  comes  back,  to  the  end 
of  her  long  and  lonely  life.  The  other  tales  are 
"  The  Apparition  of  Jo  Murch,"  "  The  Hereditary 
Barn,"  "The  Phantom  Sailor,"  "The  Honor  of  a 
Family,1,  "The  Waif  of  Nautilus  Island,"  and 
"A  Century  Ago."  Published  by  Charles  Scrib- 
ner's  Sons,  New  York  ;  price,  $1.00. 

William  Henry  Bishop's  story  of  Monte  Carlo, 
"  A  Pound  of  Cure,"  has  been  issued  in  a  tasteful 
i2mo  volume.  It  is  a  very  clever  study  of  the 
gambling  mania  as  it  grows  upon  a  man  in  the 
Prince  of  Monaco's  domain.  Leonard  Bond  is  a 
young  American  architect,  living  with  his  wife  and 
little  son  at  Villefranche-sur-Mer,  and  he  runs  over 
to  Monte  Carlo  and,  after  various  ups  and  downs  of 
fortune,  loses  his  all  ;  then  he  determines  on  suicide; 
but  by  a  pathetic  incident  he  is  saved  and  restored, 
to  begin  life  anew  for  those  dependent  on  him. 
The  analysis  of  the  mental  stages  by  which  the 
gambler  passes  from  the  exhilaration  of  winning  to 
the  despair  of  utter  ruin  is  very  strong  ;  and  the 
tale  has  other  notable  merits  in  the  bright  pictures 
it  draws  of  life  at  Monaco  and  its  deft  sketches  of 
the  types  one  sees  there.  Published  by  Charles 
Scribner's  Sons,  New  York  ;  price,  $1.00. 

The  third  and  fourth  fascicules  of  the  "  Figaro- 
Salon  "  for  1894  have  been  issued,  leaving  only  two 
to  complete  the  series,  which  treats  of  both  Salons 
—the  Champ  de  Mars  and  the  Champs-Elysees. 
The  text  is  by  Charles  Yriarte,  who  was  chosen 
from  among  the  critics  of  Paris  to  fill  the  place  of 
Albert  Wolff  two  or  three  years  ago,  and  the  re- 
productions of  pictures  are  by  the  Goupil  process, 
now  controlled  by  Boussod,  Valadon  &  Cie. ,  of 
Paris.  The  two  double-page  pictures  in  colors  in 
these  two  numbers  are  "  Tendre  Aveu,"  a  pastel  by 
Carrier- Belleuse,  showing  a  Pierrot  whispering  to  a 
Columbine,  and  "  Le  Marechal  Lannes  a  Essling," 
a  striking  military  canvas  by  E.  Boutigny.  Among 
the  full-page  pictures  are  Barrau's  "  Chemin  de  la 
Croix  en  Catalogne,"  Zorn's  "  Foire,"  Lieber- 
mann's  "  Brasserie  de  Compagne  (Bavarie),"  Louis 
Dumoilin's  "  Vision,"  De  Uhde's  "  Fuite  en 
Egypte,"  Mme.  Lemaire's  "  Lecture  Interessante," 
Friant's  "  Pecheur,"  Jean  Beraud's  "  Chemin  de  la 
Croix  "—Christ  bearing  the  cross  to  Calvary  among 
a  mob  of  moderns,  which  reminds  one  of  the  ex- 
traordinary "Magdalen"  and  "Descent  from  the 
Cross"  of  a  year  or  two  ago— J.  P.  Laurens's"  Pape 
et  L'Empereur,"  J.  Monge's  "Dernier  du  Ba- 
taillon,"  Grolleron's  "  Sergent  Tanviray,"  Clairin's 
"Fantasia  au  Maroc,"  and  Jules  Breton's  "La 
Louchez."  There  are  also  many  smaller  reproduc- 
tions, among  the  artists  represented  being  "  Gyp" 
(a  portrait  of  Mme.  Rejane),  J.  S.  Sargent  (the 
portrait  of  Mrs.  H.  H.),  Miss  Lee  Robbins  (a  half- 
nude  girl,  "A  la  Fenetre"),  A.  Lesrel,  A.  Lynch, 
Moreau  de  Tours,  and  E.  Richter.  For  sale  at  the 
bookstores  ;  price,  60  cents  a  number,  or  $3.00  for 
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There  are  many  strange  things  which,  it  appears, 
a  gentleman  may  do  nowadays  in  Europe  without 
incurring  the  loss  of  his  right  to  that  designation 
by  society  or  forfeiting  what  the  latter  regards  as 
his  "honor."  Thus  {according  to  a  writer  in  the 
New  York  Tribune)  he  may  avoid  paying  his 
creditors,  provided  they  are  tradespeople  or  friends 
who,  instead  of  being  content  with  his  plighted 
word,  have  accepted  the  additional  security  of  a 
promissory  note.  Indeed,  the  passing  of  any  paper 
between  creditor  and  debtor  is  held  to  remove  the 
obligation  from  the  list  of  debts  of  honor,  and 
places  it  among  the  so-called  "  tradesmen's  debts," 
the  non-payment  of  which  involves  no  loss  of 
"honor."  Debts  of  honor— that  is  to  say,  loans 
based  merely  on  verbal  obligations  and  bets — must 
be  paid  at  all  cost,  according  to  the  ethics  govern- 
ing the  "  code  of  honor,"  even  if  the  debtor  has 
to  obtain  the  money  by  means  of  methods  which 
verge  not  only  upon  the  dishonorable,  but  even  on 
the  criminal.  It  is  for  this  reason  that  we  some- 
times hear  of  young  men  going  to  the  length  of 
stealing  their  mothers"  jewels  or  of  forging  the 
name  of  their  relatives  (as  did  the  eldest  son 
of  an  English  peer  the  other  day)  for  the  sake 
of .  paying  their  debts  of  honor,  failing  which 
they  can  no  longer  hope  to  retain  the  social  status 
of  a  gentleman.  One  has  heard  of  men  commit- 
ting suicide,  like  young  Count  Aloys  Hardegg,  at 
Vienna,  and  the  last  Marquis  of  Hastings,  years 
ago,  in  London,  because  they  were  unable  to  pay 
their  "debts  of  honor"  ;  but  one  has  never  heard 
of  a  gentleman  taking  his  own  life  because  he 
could  not  pay  his  tailor.  Connection  with  a  divorce 
suit,  far  from  detracting  from  the  "  status  of  a  gen- 
tleman," is,  on  the  contrary,  rather  a  feather  in  his 
cap,  excepting  in  cases  where  the  co-respondent 
prefers  to  speak  the  truth  and  acknowledge  his 
guilt  rather  than  perjure  himself  in  the  witness- 
box  "  like  a  gentleman."  The  most  mortal  of  all 
sins,  in  the  eyes  of  society — the  one  that  entails, 
above  everything  else,  the  forfeiture  of  the  title  of 
gentleman  and  of  all  honor — is  unfair  play  at 
cards  ;  and  it  is  no  secret  that  the  majority  of  the 
great  families  in  Europe  would  infinitely  prefer  to 
have  a  murderer  among  their  relatives  than  a  man 
convicted  of  the  offense  which  resulted  in  the 
social  ostracism  of  Sir  William  Gordon  dimming. 


Paris  reports  a  London  woman's  club  called  Five- 
Foot  Nine.  'The  name  indicates  that  the  members 
must  be  all  of  that  height,  with  the  additional  qual- 
ifications that  they  must  all  belong  to  the  aristoc- 
racy and  be  absolutely  lovely.  It  has  been  shrewdly 
suspected  from  the  Gallic  flavor  of  this  announce- 
ment that  its  authenticity  can  scarcely  be  traced 
further  than  the  inferences  from  Mr.  du  Maimer's 
drawings.  From  these,  if  he  reports  correctly,  En- 
glish girls  are  all  exceptionally  tall,  slender-waisted, 
and  with  clear-cut,  high-bred  profiles.  From  Mr. 
Gibson's  drawings,  the  American  girl,  too,  is  a  five- 
foot-niner,  with  a  slender  waist,  exceptional  breadth 
of  shoulder,  vigorous  cheek-bones,  and  an  expres- 
sion of  premature  maturity  remarkable  even  in  a 
country  of  rapid  growth  like  our  own.  In  a  hasty 
canvass  of  a  large  circle  of  young  American  women, 
more  or  less  well  known,  the  draughtsman's  favorite 
tvpe  seemed  to  be  almost  as  exceptional  here  as  it 
would  be,  for  example,  in  France.  The  American 
girl  as  a  type  seems  adequately  represented  by 
neither  the  giantess  nor  the  soubrette. 


Writing  of  the  lack  of  principle  in  modern  so- 
ciety, Mrs.  Lynn  Linton  says  ;  "  We  have  loosened 
the  bonds  of  personal  and  social  obligation  to  their 
widest  extent,  and  beyond  obedience  to  the  com- 
mon law  of  the   land,  where   disobedience  would 


Pears' 

How  much 
do  you  think  is 
a  cent's -worth 
of  Pears'  soap? 
Enough  for  a 
week,  if  you 
choose  to  be 
careful  of  it. 


render  us  amenable  to  the  policeman  and  the  magis- 
trate, we  have  no  great  principles  to  maintain. 
The  New  Hedonism  preaches  the  doctrine  of  self- 
indulgence  with  a  shameless  effrontery  that  finds 
its  parallel  only  in  the  worst  days  of  Rome,  and 
anarchism  has  its  apologists  among  men  of  culture 
and  apparent  intellectual  sanity.  Others  stand  by 
tepid  souls,  who  let  evils  alone  and  the  sterner  code 
of  morality  go  by  the  board.  '  If  it  pleases  them,' 
they  say,  'what  harm  does  it  do  to  us?"  Conjugal 
infidelity,  filial  disobedience,  indecent  literature, 
feminine  divergondage,  the  casting  off  all  old  re- 
straints, the  adoption  of  strange  sins  and  un- 
desirable manners — nothing  of  all  this  interests  the 
Gallios,  who  care  for  none  of  these  things,  neither 
actively  nor  negatively.  If  you  like  to  live  the  life 
of  a  wastrel,  why  should  you  not  ?  It  is  your  affair 
and  no  other  person's  ;  and  the  idea  of  a  public 
standard  has  gone  down  to  the  limbo  reserved  for 
the  effete  and  done  with.  No  one  now  thinks  of 
'cutting'  a  private  sinner,  whose  misdeeds,  how- 
ever private  as  they  may  be,  are  well  known  to  the 
whole  circle.  That  faithless  wife  and  negligent 
mother,  whose  young  daughter  has  copied  only 
too  accurately  the  example  daily  set  before  her 
eyes — who  turns  the  cold  shoulder  to  her?  That 
undutiful  partner  who  holds  herself  free  from  all 
household  obligations,  who  allows  her  servants  to 
cheat  and  her  tradespeople  to  overcharge,  while 
she  squanders  the  housekeeping  money  on  her  own 
dress  and  pleasures — who  has  a  word  of  remon- 
strance, a  breath  of  blame?  We  can  not  say  the 
same  for  the  peccant  man.  At  the  present  day  his 
faults  -are  under  the  feminine  microscope,  and  the 
moral  law,  relaxed  in  favor  of  the  woman,  is 
tightened  to  the  last  point  for  him." 


One  of  the  high  officials  of  the  French  Detective 
Department  is  responsible  for  the  statement  that  a 
number  of  ladies,  well  known  in  Parisian  society, 
do  not  disdain  to  offer  their  services  occasionally  to 
the  police  for  cash  down.  These  are  the  "auxili- 
aries," but  there  are  others  who  receive  regular 
salaries,  varying  from  eight  hundred  to  twelve 
hundred  francs  per  month.  In  illustration  of  what 
he  means,  this  official  relates  that  one  of  his  friends, 
who  had  bought  a  house  in  the  neighborhood  of 
the  Arc  de  Triomphe,  gave  a  house-warming  party, 
and,  a  day  or  two  before  the  date,  he  called  and  ex- 
pressed the  hope  that  the  official  would  not  send 
him  any  of  his  "spies."  "Have  you  the  list  of 
the  guests?"  asked  a  colleague,  who  happened  to 
be  in  the  room,  with  a  significant  smile.  The  list 
was  handed  to  this  official,  who  presently  returned 
it  with  the  remark:  "It  would  be  useless  to 
trouble  you.     You  already  have  five  here." 

"It's  all  very  well  for  the  coming  woman,"  re- 
marked a  girl  of  twenty -five  ,  "but  what  I  want 
to  know  is,  What  is  to  become  of  the  superfluous 
women  of  the  day,  a  sisterhood  of  which  I  am  a 
shining  member  ?  I  have  no  vocation  ;  I  am 
tired  to  death  of  society.  My  brothers  are  begin- 
ning to  twit  me  jokingly  with  being  '  an  old  maid.' 
Mamma  sighs  and  looks  anxious,  and  I  know  she  is 
thinking  that  if  anything  happened  to  papa  we 
would  not  have  enough  to  live  on.  and  that  if  I  do 
not  many,  I  will  be  dependent  on  the  boys.  This  un- 
comfortable state  of  affairs  has  come  on  gradually. 
When  I  was  a  little  girl  I  was  as  happy  as  the 
day  was  long,  and  when  I  grew  up  and  came  out 
I  was  feted  and  made  much  of.  Pretty  clothes 
were  given  to  me  without  stint,  and  it  never 
occurred  to  me  that  I  could  ever  be  in  any 
sense  de  trop.  But  now  I  am  beginning  to 
feel  that  I  am  decidedly  a  superfluous  element. 
'  I  can  not  dig  ;  to  beg  I  am  ashamed.'  I  can  not 
"  teach  the  orphan  boy  to  read  or  the  orphan  girl 
to  sew,'  because  it  isn't  in  me  ;  I  can  not  keep 
house,  because  mamma  will  not  let  me,  and  1  do 
not  care  for  society.  So  what  am  I  to  do  ?  If  I 
had  been  given  an  occupation  like  the  boys  and 
could  feel  myself  independent,  I  should  be  happy  ; 
but  as  it  is,  I  am  idle  and  miserable,  and  unless  I 
marry,  which  is  not  likely,  I  do  not  see  what  is  to 
become  of  me  ! " 

The  passing  of  the  young  girl  seems  to  be  due 
(according  to  the  Evening  Sun  J  to  the  increased 
importance  of  the  dinner-table.  No  one  thinks  it 
worth  while  to  invite  a  young  girl  to  dinner.  Only 
that  fine  appreciation  that  comes  with  experience  is 
worthy  such  an  honor.  The  mind  of  the  young 
girl  is  yet  too  crudely  developed  for  table  conversa- 
tion, and  the  finer  achievements  of  the  cook  are 
wasted  on  her  inappreciative  palate.  Men  soon 
weary  of  the  companionship  of  a  young  girl,  how- 
ever sweetly  babbling,  at  dinner.  As  dancing  men 
are  becoming  more  and  more  extinct  and  afternoon 
teas  less  frequented,  the  status  of  the  young  girl  is 
so  much  more  uncertain. 

An  English  writer  calls  attention  to  the  interest- 
ing change  in  the  heroine  of  the  day.  The  simple, 
inginue  Amelia  Sedley  and  her  sisters  have  been 
voted  tame  and  insipid,  and  are  dead  and  buried. 
Becky  Sharp  and  her  host  of  unworthy  imitators, 
with  their  schemes,  and  their  lies,  and  their  ulti- 
mate discomfiture,  have  joined  the  great  majority, 
and  vex  us  no  more.  Nowadays  it  is  the  sphinx 
who  is  the  rage — the  creature-  with  unfathomable 
eyes  and  large  aspirations,  passionate  impulses,  and 


pessimist  tendencies,  a  more  or  less  happy  com- 
bination of  Schopenhauer  and  Musset,  with  a  dash 
of  Gyp's  flippancy  thrown  in.  She  is  a  com- 
plicated person,  whose  most  salient  point,  per- 
haps, is  her  absolute  selfishness,  her  cynical  disre- 
gard for  the  feelings  of  other  people.  According 
to  the  novelist,  the  great  feminine  cry  of  the  age  is, 
"  Let  me  live  my  life  "  ;  but  somehow  or  other  the 
girl,  when  she  has  a  chance,  never  seems  to  go 
forth  and  give  proof  positive  of  this  overweening 
genius  which  places  her  at  such  an  immeasurable 
distance  from  her  commonplace  surroundings.  A 
story  in  which  this  new  development  of  the  femi- 
nine constitution  does  something  besides  declare 
what  she  means  to  do,  would  be  novel.  It  is 
interesting,  too,  to  see  how  very  markedly  the 
hero  of  late  has  been  forced  to  stand  aside 
for  the  heroine.  Whether  it  is  because  of  the 
notoriously  complicated  moral  constitution  of  the 
latter,  or  because  of  the  increasing  number  of 
women  novelists  and  the  alleged  difficulty  in  the 
drawing  of  a  hero  by  a  woman,  it  is  difficult  to 
determine. 

If  a  doubt  that  the  Viennese  woman  is  beautiful 
has  lurked  in  the  mind  of  any  one,  the  garden  fete 
just  passed  (writes  a  correspondent  of  the  World) 
will  have  dispelled  it.  Beauty  inside  the  booths 
selling  and  beauty  outside  buying,  the  difference 
being  that  the  former  was  patrician,  the  latter 
plebeian.  A  princess  behind  the  counter  blows  a 
penny  trumpet  and  sells  it,  with  a  smile  thrown  in, 
to  a  pretty  bourgeoise  maid,  who  last  week  sold  cor- 
sets and.  frou-frou  in  a  shop  on  the  Graben  to  the 
same  princess  without  making  so  bold  as  to  smile. 
A  bevy  of  Hungarian  countesses,  flanked  by  an 
Austrian  princess,  sell  little  flags — Austrian,  Bohe- 
mian, Hungarian — for  the  two  entire  afternoons  and 
evenings,  and  there  is  no  symptom  of  fatigue  or  lack 
of  enthusiasm  to  the  last.  The  mise-en-scene  is  per- 
fect. A  green  and  gold  background  ;  the  green  of 
the  magnificent  park,  the  gold  of  a  late  afternoon 
sunlight ;  soft,  blue  sky  stretching  above,  like  a 
silken  canopy  ;  tall  poles  from  which  hundreds  of 
floating  pennants  of  all  colors  streak  the  western  sky 
like  fragments  of  rainbows  flung  against  the  golden 
surface  ;  avenues  shut  in  by  stately  trees,  filled  with 
a  moving  crowd — a  Viennese  crowd,  all  color  and 
gayety  ;  at  intervals  gayly  decorated  booths,  inside 
which  nobility,  clothed  in  the  costumes  of  a  century 
ago,  offers  its  wares  and  smiles  ;  here  and  there 
groups  of  people,  sitting  at  little  tables  ;  foaming  of 
beer,  popping  of  champagne-corks,  Strauss  waltzes, 
Wagner  overtures,  chorus-singing  by  men's  voices, 
gypsy  bands,  fragrance  of  coffee  and  cigarette,  chat- 
ter of  tongue,  flash  of  ribbon  and  jewel  and  jest ; 
and,  as  sunset  colors  fade  into  evening,  forest  and 
booth  and  avenue  alight  with  fairy  lanterns,  bands 
still  playing,  chat  and  laughter,  foam,  pop,  fizzle, 
Strauss  still  fining  the  air,  carriage,  home,  bed, 
dreams.  Such  is  an  impressionist  souvenir  of  a 
Viennese  f£te. 


Women 

Bread-winners 

Don't  waste 
your  precious 
time  replacing 
torn  skirt  bind- 


ings. 


The 


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^v- 


Bias 

Velveteen 
Bindings 
last  as  long  as 
the  skirt. 


Ask  your  dressmaker 
and  your  dealer. 


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ago  when  a  divorce  was  a  social  calamity,  which 
carried  with  it  practical  banishment.  Nowadays  it 
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unless  some  great  scandal  has  formed  a  part  of  the 
publicity  attending  the  proceedings.  If  either  one 
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cheerfully  forgotten.  At  a  recent  dinner-party  of 
twenty-eight  people  in  New  York,  which  preceded 
a  dance  in  a  fashionable  house  on  Fifth  Avenue, 
there  were  two  husbands  and  two  wives  who  had 
been  divorced  within  the  past  six  years  and  who 
had  married  again.  This  fact  did  not  excite  any 
comment  at  the  dinner.  At  another  dinner  another 
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SOCIETY. 


The  Wagner-Wise  Wedding. 
The  wedding  of  Mrs.  Marian  Wise,  daughter  of 
the  late  Hall  McAllister,  and  Dr.  Henry  L.  Wagner, 
of  this  city,  took  place  on  Thursday,  July  5th,  at 
the  Episcopal  chapel  in  Ross  Valley,  Marin  County. 
The  wedding  was  a  very  quiet  one,  only  relatives 
having  been  invited.  The  ceremony  was  performed 
by  Rev.  C.  L.  Miel  at  noon,  after  which  a  delicious 
breakfast  was  enjoyed  at  the  home  of  the  bride's 
mother.  Later  in  the  day  Dr.  and  Mrs.  Wagner 
came  to  this  city,  and  will  remain  here  until  the 
transportation  facilities  are  such  that  they  will  be 
able  to  leave  for  Europe,  where  they  will  travel  for 
several  months. 

Notes  and  Gossip. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  J.  P.  Le  Count  have  issued  invita- 
tions for  the  wedding  of  their  daughter,  Miss  Ella 
Le  Count,  and  Ensign  George  R.  Slocum,  U.  S. 
N.,  which  will  take  place  at  quarter  to  three 
o'clock  next  Saturday  afternoon  in  Christ's  Church 
at  Sausalito.  There  will  be  a  reception  afterward, 
from  three  until  five  o'clock,  at  the  home  of  the 
bride's  parents,  "  Cliffe  Haven." 

The  wedding  of  Miss  Verdenal,  daughter  of  Mr. 
and  Mrs.  D.  F.  Verdenal,  of  New  York,  and  Mr. 
Lee  Gray,  of  Fresno,  will  take  place  in  August  in 
New  York  city.  The  Misses  Laura  and  Lottie 
Gashwiler  will  go  East  to  act  as  bridesmaids. 

The  Misses  Morrison,  of  San  Jose\  gave  a  house- 
party  during  the  holidays  at  their  residence  in  San 
Jos6,  and  hospitably  entertained  several  of  their 
friends,  among  whom  were  Dr.  and  Mrs.  Chauncey 
Ray  Burr,  Mrs.  L.  S.  B.  Sawyer,  Mrs.  Ricketts, 
Mr.  James  D.  Phelan,  Judge  Howell,  Mr.  Findlay, 
Mr.  L.  G.  Nesmith,  and  Mr.  Gawthorn. 

Arrangements  are  now  well  under  way  for  the 
tennis  tournament  which  will  be  held  at  the  Hotel 
del  Monte  on  Saturday,  July  21st.  There  have 
been  about  twenty  entries  so  far,  and  many  more 
are  expected.  Some  valuable  prizes  will  be  con- 
tested for.  A  game  of  base-ball  will  be  played  m 
the  afternoon  between  two  nines  of  men  well  known 
in  society,  and  a  cotillion  will  be  danced  in  the 
evening. 


MUSICAL    NOTES. 


Midwinter  Fair  Quintet. 

The  Midwinter  Fair  Quintet  gave  its  first  concert 
last  Thursday  evening,  and  attracted  a  large  and 
appreciative  audience.  The  quintet  comprises  Mr. 
William  E.  Bates,  cornetist  ;  Mr.  Genaro  Sal- 
dierna,  violinist  ;  Mr.  F.  K.  Tobin,  trombonist  ; 
Mr.  George  W.  McNeill,  clarinettist  ;  and  Mr. 
Charles  Prince,  pianist.  They  were  assisted  by 
Miss  Neva  Krehmke,  soprano.  The  following  ex- 
cellent programme  was  presented  : 

Overture,  "  Orpheus,"  Offenbach,  Midwinter  Fair 
Quintet ;  trombone  solo,  "  Siciliana,"  from  "  Cavalleria 
Rusticana,"  Mascagni,  Mr.  F.  K.  Tobin ;  piano  solo, 
air  vane,  "Minstrel  Boy,"  Pape,  Mr.  Charles  Prince; 
duet,  two  cornets,  air  varie,  "Swiss  Boy,". Bent,  Mr.  and 
Mrs.  William  E.  Bates;  vocal  solo,  "Protestations" 
(with  violin  obligato),  Norris,  Mr.  F.  K.  Tobin  ;  selection 
from  "  Rigoletto,"  concluding  with  the  famous  quartet, 
Verdi ;  duet,  cornet  and  trombone,  "  Guarda  che  Bianca 
Luna,"  Campana,  Messrs.  Bates  and  Tobin ;  clarinet 
solo,  air  varie,  Brepsant,  Mr.  George  McNeice  ;  soprano 
solo,  "Una  Voce  poco  fa,"  Rossini,  Miss  Neva  M. 
Krehmke ;  violin  solo,  fantaisie,  "  La  Sonnambula," 
Bellini-Sal  diem  a,  Signor  Genaro  Saldierna;  cornet  solo, 
aire  varie,  "  Facilita,"  Hartman,  Mr.  William  E.  Bates  ; 
Sextet,  from  "Lucia,"  Donizetti, 


"  Has  France  a  nobility  ?  "  asks  a  correspondent. 
France  is  a  republic  and  there  are  no  nobiliary  titles 
in  republics,  so  that  legally  there  is  no  nobility  in 
France.  The  descendants  and  survivors  of  the  no- 
bility that  existed  in  France,  under  former  monar- 
chical governments,  are  still  popularly  given  their 
titles  in  social  and  personal  intercourse,  but  this  is 
merely  by  courtesy,  and  not  in  legal  or  official 
papers  or  processes. 


In  the  museum  of  ivory  collected  by  the  Princess 
Maud  of  Wales  are  to  be  found  tusks  of  wild  boars 
shot  by  the  Czar  of  Russia  and  sent  to  enrich  her 
collection,  the  tusks  of  elephants  shot  by  her  father 
and  uncles,  and  the  teeth  of  alligators,  sharks, 
walruses,  seals,  and  lions. 


JIbsoIutety 
Pure 

A  cream  of  tartar  baking  powder.  High- 
est of  all  in  leavening  strength,  —  Latest 
United  States  Government  Food  Report. 

Royal  Baking  Powder  Co., 
~o6  Wall  St.,  N.  Y. 


SUMMER    SEPARATIONS. 


Between  the  Lines. 
I  have  gathered  from  her  letters 

That's  she's  struck  a  favored  clime, 
And  my  light  and  loving  fetters 

Vex  her  little  at  this  time. 

And  I  know — I've  partly  guessed  it — 

She's  a  raging,  tearing  belle — 
For  she  has  not  quite  confessed  it — 

And  the  life  of  that  hotel ! 

And  I  feel  safe  in  asserting 

She  is  having  royal  sport, 
Dancing,  riding,  sailing,  flirting, 

Posing  on  the  tennis  court. 

And  she's  met  a  new  adorer 

With  more  wealth  than  I  can  boast— 
His  attentions  do  not  bore  her, 

For  she's  got  him  "  cold  on  toast ! " 

But,  as  I  forgive  my  debtors, 

I  forgive  her — I'm  no  dunce  ! 
This  I've  gathered  from  her  letters, 

For  site  /casn't  "written  once  ! 

— Harry  Rornabu  in  Puck. 


She  is  Out  of  Town. 
It  seems  to  me,  now  that  she's  gone, 

As  if  that  touch  and  go 
Which  marks  this  gay  metropolis, 

And  makes  one  love  it  so, 
Was,  somehow,  greatly  out  of  touch, 

And  as  for  any  "go" — 
Things  ceased  to  go  the  day  she  went. 

And  life's  extremely  slow. 

Of  course,  the  rain  falls  just  as  hard, 

The  streets  keep  up  their  roar, 
And  all  the  other  tiresome  things 

Are  as  they  were  before. 
But  why  the  park  has  ceased  to  be 

A  place  one  cares  to  ride, 
And  why  old  friends  should  bore  one  so 

Is  what  I  can't  decide. 

The  house  in  which  she  lived  last  week 

May  have  been  razed  or  burned  ; 
It's  off  the  map,  does  not  exist, 

As  far  as  I'm  concerned ; 
And  florists,  whose  desire  to  prey 

On  love-sick  youths  forlorn, 
I  recognized  a  week  ago, 

I  now  regard  with  scorn. 

Vacation  seems  so  far  away, 

The  working  day's  so  long, 
I  really  ought  to  take  a  rest ; 

I'm  very  far  from  strong. 
My  interest  pales  in  everything, 

I  view  life  with  a  frown, 
And  letter-carriers  only  please 

Since  she  is  out  of  town. 

— Richard  Hardisig  Davis  Ui  Life. 


Satisfied. 


All  the  girls  have  gone  away — 

Lenox,  Newport,  Long  Branch  claims  them 
Let  them  merry  be  and  gay, 

Lively,  sportive— no  one  blames  them. 

All  but  one,  for  Melicent 

(She,  the  beautiful  and  witty,) 
Stays  at  home,  so  I'm  content 

To  remain  here  in  the  city. 

— Nathan  M.  Levy  in  Judge. 


Two  Hypocrites. 

She  sat  in  her  cozy  chamber, 

With  the  curtains  all  drawn  tight, 
Curled  up  in  a  great,  big  rocker, 

Fair  and  sweet  in  the  soft  lamplight. 
A  bonbon-box  on  the  table, 

With  choicest  of  sweets  was  filled, 
Which  she  daintily  nibbled  while  writing 

The  words  that  her  lover  thrilled : 

"  Oh,  I  long  for  you  now,  my  darling  ! 
Without  you  my  life  seems  drear. 
There  is  never  a  bit  of  comfort 
For  me  unless  you  are  near  !  " 

And  her  lover  read  the  letter. 

As  he  sat  in  his  bachelor's  den, 
With  his  feet  cocked  up  on  the  mantel, 

In  the  usual  way  of  men, 
With  a  box  of  cigars  at  his  elbow, 

And  a  pipe  and  a  glass  near  by, 
And  the  smoke-clouds  wreathed  above  him 

As  he  echoed  her  lonely  cry  : 

"  Oh,  I  long  for  you  now,  my  darling  ! 
Without  you  my  life  seems  drear, 
There  is  never  a  bit  of  comfort 
For  me  unless  you  are  near  ! " 

— Somervillc  Jon  mat. 


Pauline  Markham's  suit  for  twenty-five  thousand 
dollars  damages  for  a  broken  leg  lias  at  last  been 
settled.  It  was  against  the  city  of  Louisville, 
where  Miss  Markham  had  the  misfortune  to  break 
her  symmetrical  nether  limb  in  a  coal-hole. 
It  was  shown  that  that  valuable  member  and 
its  mate  had  stood  Miss  Markham  in  good 
stead  in  the  old  days  of  "  Ixion "  and  "Ma- 
zeppa,"  measurements  were  forthcoming  to  prove 
that  its  ex-mate  (so  to  speak)  was  a  marvel  of 
pulchritude,  and  vague  statements  were  made  about 
an  offer  of  two  hundred  and  fifty  dollars  a  week 
that  now  had  to  be  declined.  The  attorney  for  the 
city  attempted  to  stigmatize  the  injured  member  as 
a  back  number  ;  but  the  judge  proniptly  brought 
him  to  order,  the  jury  spent  two  hours  in  assessing 
the  claimant's  damages,  and  the  chivalry  of  Ken- 
tucky yelled  itself  hoarse  over  the  verdict. 


INDIVIDUALITIES. 


The  King  of  Greece  is  an  excellent  swimmer  and 
has  a  perfect  passion  for  fishing. 

The  Earl  of  Dudley's  diamonds  are  worth  two 
million  five  hundred  thousand  dollars. 

Paderewski  claims  that  he  has  received  fifty  thou- 
sand requests  for  his  photograph  and  his  autograph 
from  his  fair  admirers. 

Chief  P.  M.  Arthur's  real  estate  in  Cleveland  is 
assessed  at  forty-five  thousand  six  hundred  and 
fifty  dollars,  and  worth  about  eighty-five  thousand 
dollars. 

The  French  Duchess  d'Uzes  is  said  to  repair  every 
Friday  morning,  in  mean  clothes,  to  a  cancer  hospi- 
tal, where  she  replaces  an  infirmary  servant  till  late 
in  the  evening. 

The  Emperor  of  Germany  drinks  nothing  but 
Mexican  coffee,  and  a  year's  supply  is  sent  to  him 
from  a  plantation  in  the  State  of  Michoacan.  A 
large  German  colony  there  has  been,  cultivating 
coffee  for  many  years. 

The  Ameer  of  Afghanistan  is  writing  his  auto- 
biography. The  book  will  deal  with  the  whole  of 
Abdurrahman  Kahn's  career  from  childhood — his 
family  quarrels,  his  going  to  Russia,  his  rule,  etc. 
Given  the  possession  of  a  fair  literary  ability,  the 
Ameer's  book  ought  to  be  interesting. 

Baron  de  Hirsch  finds  little  excitement  in  racing. 
He  never  bets,  the  entire  management  of  his 
horses  is  left  to  Lord  Marcus  Beresford,  and  every 
penny  won  is  distributed  among  the  London  chari- 
ties. The  Prince  of  Wales's  horses  are  trained  in 
the  same  stable  as  those  of  Baron  de  Hirsch. 

Labouchere,  the  English  Radical,  is  a  man  of  the 
world — keen,  unbelieving,  hard  as  nails  ;  a  flaneur 
of  the  Jlaneurs — with  a  sauntering  gait,  a  slow, 
drawling,  and  wearied  voice,  and  an  eternal 
cigarette.  His  laziness  is  purely  physical  and 
superficial  ;  mentally  he  is  the  most  active,  per- 
sistent, tireless  of  men. 

Oscar  Wilde  wears  three  rings  on  his  left  hand 
and  one  on  his  right,  while  his  wrist  is  ornamented 
with  a  chain  bracelet  of  solid  gold,  to  which  a  heart- 
shaped  locket  is  attached.  He  wears  red,  yellow, 
and  blue  ties  of  great  size,  and  his  general  appear- 
ance makes  him  one  of  the  most  conspicuous  men 
seen  on  the  streets  of  London. 

Galusha  A.  Grow,  the  ex-Speaker  and  the  hero  of 
the  two  hundred  thousand  majority,  is  the  oldest 
member  of  the  House,  but  there  is  not  a  moment 
while  the  House  is  in  session  that  he  is  quiet  in  his 
seat.  He  runs  around  the  aisles  like  a  schoolboy, 
chatting  and  laughing  with  members,  and  running 
over  to  the  Senate  side  of  the  Capitol  once  in  every 
hour. 

The  royalties  of  Europe  patronize  the  bicycle 
with  much  energy.  The  king  of  the  Belgians  exer- 
cises upon  one  daily,  little  Queen  Wilhelmina  rides 
one  when  she  is  at  her  castle  of  Het  Loo,  and  the 
Czarowitz,  Princes  Waldemar  and  Carl  of  Denmark, 
and  the  Princes  George  and  Nicolaus  of  Greece, 
are  all  cyclists.  The  bicycle  of  the  Khedive  of 
Egypt  is  a  gorgeous  machine,  almost  entirely  cov- 
ered with  silver-plating, 

The  town  of  Williamsbridge,  N.  Y.,  is  controlled 
politically  by  a  woman  "  boss."  She  is  Mrs.  Eliza- 
beth Heilman  and  is  known  as  "  Queen  Elizabeth." 
She  is  postmistress,  deals  in  real  estate,  is  a  lobby- 
ist at  Albany,  is  a  notary  public,  and  has  made 
Williamsbridge  a  good,  bustling  town  out  of  the 
sleepy  village  it  was.  Incidentally  she  has  made 
one  hundred  and  fifty  thousand  dollars  during  the 
past  four  years.  She  is  a  comely  widow,  "  fair,  fat, 
and  forty." 

Paul  Jablochkoff,  the  inventor  of  the  "electric 
candle,"  who  died  recently  in  Saratoff,  Russia,  was 
director-general  of  the  Moscow-Koursk  telegraph 
lines  when  he  first  took  an  interest  in  electric  light- 
ing, and  the  nihilist  propaganda  of  1872,  when  the 
railroad  tracks  the  Czar  traveled  over  were  lighted 
as  a  measure  of  safety,  gave  him  his  first  experi- 
ence in  practical  work  in  that  line.  M.  Jablochkoff 
made  a  number  of  important  inventions  besides 
the  candle. 

Eugene  V.  Debs,  President  of  the  American 
Railway  Union,  was  born  in  Terre  Haute,  Ind., 
November  5,  1855.  In  1871,  he  became  a  fireman 
on  the  Vandalia  and  continued  in  that  capacity  for 
three  years.  When  nineteen  years  old.  he  became 
a  clerk  in  a  wholesale  house,  where  he  remained 
until  1879,  when  he  was  first  elected  city  clerk.  He 
became  a  member  of  the  Brotherhood  of  Locomo- 
tive Firemen,  February  27,  1874.  In  1878,  lie  was 
made  the  editor  of  the  Fireman's  Magazine — to 
which  each  member  is  a  subscriber  perforce  and 
which  has  a  circulation  that  has  grown  in  fourteen 
years  from  eighteen  hundred  to  thirty-five  thousand 
— by  the  convention  at  Buffalo.  In  1880,  he  was 
appointed  by  the  then  grand  master,  F.  W.  Arnold, 
to  the  office  of  grand  secretary  and  treasurer,  a 
position  Arnold  himself  now  holds.  Debs  con- 
tinued in  this  position  until  his  resignation  at  Cin- 
cinnati, two  years  ago,  when  he  organized  the 
American  Railway  Union.  For  fifteen  years  he 
had  been  traveling  to  all  parts  of  the  United  States, 


meeting  the  local  labor  leaders.  It  is  a  common 
remark  among  his  followers  that  Debs  ought  to  be 
President  of  the  United  States,  and  will  be  some 
day.  Until  lately  he  was  always  a  Democrat.  He 
was  twice  elected  city  clerk,  and  he  has  made  some 
speeches  in  State  and  national  campaigns.  Several 
months  ago  he  appeared  at  a  meeting  of  the  Popu- 
lists, and  the  leaders  proclaimed  him  as  their  candi- 
date for  governor  in  1896.  Colonel  Robert  G. 
Ingersoll  and  he  are  on  intimate  terms,  and  James 
Whitcomb  Riley  is  his  fast  friend. 

Prince  Francis  Joseph  of  Battenberg  met  Miss 
Anna  Gould,  daughter  of  Jay  Gould,  for  the  first 
time  at  a  grand  dinner  given  by  Mrs.  Ayer,  of 
Boston,  in  the  Bois  de  Boulogne.  The  rumored 
match  would  make  her  a  sister-in-law  of  Queen 
Victoria's  youngest  daughter,  the  Princess  Beatrice, 
and  a  first  cousin  of  the  Emperor  of  Russia,  the 
father  of  Prince  Francis  Joseph  having  been  the 
favorite  brother  of  the  late  Czarina.  Prince 
Francis  Joseph  is  the  offspring  of  a  morganatic 
union  between  his  father,  the  late  Prince  Alexander 
of  Hesse,  and  Mile.  Hauke,  a  lady  of  Jewish 
origin,  who  was  subsequently  created  bv  the  Em- 
peror of  Austria  Princess  of  Battenberg  in  her  own 
right.  He  formerly  held  a  commission  in  the 
Prussian  army,  but  resigned  it  to  accompany  his 
elder  brother,  Prince  Alexander,  to  Sofia,  on  the 
latter  being  elected  ruler  of  Bulgaria.  When 
Prince  Alexander  lost  his  throne,  Francis  Joseph 
became  dependent  on  his  relatives.  His  father  left 
his  entire  fortune  to  the  eldest  of  his  sons,  Prince 
Louis,  who  is  a  captain  in  the  English  navy,  a 
deputy  -  inspector  of  fortifications  at  the  British 
Admiralty,  and  married  to  a  granddaughter  of 
Queen  Victoria,  a  sister  of  the  Grand  Duke  of 
Hesse-Darmstadt.  Francis  Joseph,  who  is  a  god- 
son of  the  Austrian  emperor,  has  an  allowance  of 
about  one  thousand  dollars  a  year,  and  has  been 
conspicuous  among  the  heiress  hunters  at  Paris 
when  not  staying  at  Balmoral,  Windsor,  or  Os- 
borne as  a  guest  of  his  brother  Henry.  Prince 
Henry  himself  was  an  heiress  hunter  at  Paris  prior 
to  becoming  the  husband  of  Princess  Beatrice, 
and  was  on  the  eve  of  becoming  the  son-in-law  of 
Mrs.  Mackay.  Indeed,  a  large  number  of  Ameri- 
can heiresses  had  the  refusal  of  Prince  Henry. 


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11 


Movements  and  Whereabouts. 
Annexed  will  be  found  a  r£sum£  of  movements  to 
and  from  this  city  and  coast,  and  of  the  whereabouts 
of  absent  Californians  : 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Percy  P.  Moore  and  the  Misses  Miriam 
and  Frances  Moore  have  returned  from  their  visit  at  San 
Rafael. 

The  Misses  Ella,  Aileen,  and  Genevieve  Goad  are  at 
the  Hotel  del  Monte. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Charles  B.  Alexander,  nee  Crocker, 
sailed  from  New  York  last  Wednesday  for  Europe,  and 
will  be  away  about  six  weeks. 

Mrs.  D.  D.  Colton  and  Mrs.  Henry  McLain  Martin  re- 
turned from  Europe  a  week  ago,  and  are  in  New  York 
city. 

Mrs.  J.  C.  Flood  and  Miss  Jennie  Flood  passed  several 
days  in  San  Jose  last  week,  visiting  Mrs.  Purdy. 

Judge  and  Mrs.  E.  W.  McKinstry  were  in  San  Jose 
last  Monday. 

Miss  Jessup,  of  Portland,  Or.,  is  the  guest  of  the 
Misses  Laura  and  Lottie  Gashwiler  at  San  Rafael. 

Mr.  J.  W.  Byrne,  who  has  been  passing  a  couple  of 
weeks  at  the  Hotel  del  Monte,  is  expected  to  return  to 
the  city  to-day. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  J.  H.  Rosewald  will  soon  return  from 
their  visit  to  Coronado  Beach. 

Colonel  and  Mrs.  P.  A.  Finigan  have  returned  from 
Del  Monte,  and  are  at  the  Palace  Hotel.  They  will  leave 
as  soon  as  possible  to  visit  their  children,  who  are  at 
school  in  Paris,  and  will  remain  abroad  several  months. 

Mr.  Walter  S.  Hobart  left  last  Tuesday  in  his  coach  to 
drive  to  the  Hotel  del  Monte.  He  was  accompanied  by 
Mr.  W.  H.  Taylor,  Jr.,  Mr.  F.  W.  McNear,  Mr.  H. 
Stetson,  Mr.  George  de  Long,  and  Mr.  Tobin. 

Mrs.  J.  C  Tucker  and  the  Misses  Tucker,  of  Oakland, 
have  been  visiting  Commodore  Harrison  at  Sausalito. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Peter  McG.  McBean  and  Miss  Edith 
McBean  will  soon  leave  to  visit  the  Hotel  del  Monte. 

Mr.  Paul  Neumann  returned  to  Honolulu  last  Saturday 
after  a  prolonged  visit  here. 

Mrs.  Clark  W.  Crocker  and  the  Misses  Fanny  and  Julia 
Crocker  returned  to  the  city  last  Tuesday,  after  a  two 
weeks'  visit  at  San  Rafael. 

Miss  Cora  Smedberg  has  returned  to  the  city  after  a 
week's  visit  to  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Sidney  V.  Smith  at  their 
home  in  San  Rafael. 

'  Mr.  and  Mrs.  L.  P.  Crane,  Mr.  D.  B.  Crane,  Mr.  and 
Mrs.  H.  C.  Donnels,  and  Mr.  and  Mrs.  J.  H.  Marshall 
are  passing  the  summer  at  Larkspur. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  E.  A.  Bruguiere  and  family  have  returned 
from  a  prolonged  visit  at  the  Hotel  del  Monte. 

Mme.  B.  Zlska  and  Miss  Alice  Ziska  have  returned 
from  a  visit  to  Mill  Valley. 

Mrs.  C.  A.  Spreckels  has  returned  to  her  villa  in  San 
Mateo  after  passing  a  fortnight  at  San  Rafael  and  this 
city. 

Mrs.  W.  H.  Keith  and  Miss  Eliza  D.  Keith  have  re- 
turned to  the  city  after  passing  three  weeks  at  San  Jose. 

Miss  Lillie  Lawlor  has  returned  from  a  visit  to  Miss 
Sara  Collier  at  her  home  near  Clear  Lake. 

Mr.  Rudolph  Herold,  Jr.,  is  visiting  New  York  city. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  William  S.  Tevis  will  remain  at  their 
ranch  near  Bakersfield  until  autumn. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  W.  P.  Buckingham  are  passing  the  sea- 
son at  Lake  Tahoe. 

Miss  Anna  Miller  Wood  is  passing  July  at  Pescadero. 
Her  mother  and  brother  are  with  her. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  James  Benedict,  of  New  York,  are  visit- 
ing Napa  Valley  in  company  with  Mrs.  Moses  Hopkins. 

Dr.  Louis  C.  Deane,  who,  since  his  return  from  Europe, 
has  been  acting  as  Dr,  Knapp's  assistant  at  the  Opthalmic 
Institute  in  New  York,  where  he  took  the  post-graduate 
degree  in  his  specialty,  has  been  offered  the  assistant-sur- 
geonship  of  the  hospital  and  clinic,  also  the  position  of 
house-surgeon. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  F.  F.  Low  and  Miss  Flora  Low  have  re- 
turned home  after  passing  several  weeks  at  San  Rafael. 

Mrs.  George  A.  Pope  is  at  the  Pope  villa  at  St.  Helena. 
Miss  Carrie  Taylor  and  Miss  Emily  Carolan  are  her 
guests.     They  will  return  to  the  city  soon. 


Army  and  Navy  News. 

The  latest  personal  notes  relative  to  army  and 
navy  people  at  the  various  posts  around  San  Fran- 
cisco are  appended : 

Rear-Admiral  Joseph  Skerrett,  17.  S.  N.,  was  placed 
on  the  retired  list  last  Monday  and  ordered  to  return  from 
the  Asiatic  Station. 

Lieutenant  George  G.  Gatley,  Fifth  Artillery,  U.  S.  A., 
has  been  attached  to  Light  Eattery  D  of  that  regiment. 

The  United  States  cruiser  Charleston  arrived  here  last 
Monday  and  is  stationed  at  Mare  Island.  Her  comple- 
ment of  officers  is  as  follows :  Captain  George  W.  Coffin, 
U.  S.  N.,  Lieutenant-Commander  W.  H.  Reeder,  U.  S. 
N.,  Lieutenant  George  A.  Calhoun,  U.  S.  N.,  Lieutenant 
William  A.  Marshall,  U.  S.  N.,  Lieutenant  Thomas  D. 
Griffin,  U.S.  N.,  Lieutenant  William  P.  White,  U.  S.  N., 
Lieutenant  John  A.  Hoogewerff,  U.  S.  N.,  Ensign 
Clarence  S.  Williams,  U.  S.  N„  Ensign  John  R.  Edie. 
U.  S.  N. .Ensign  Clark  D.  Steams,  U.  S.N. .Ensign  Harry 
E.  Smith,  U.  S.  N.,  Naval  Cadets  George  C.  Gray, 
Holden  A.  Evans,  Frederick  L.  Sawyer,  Charles  L. 
Hussey,  Yates  Sterling,  Jr.,  and  Frederick  R.  Payne, 
Surgeon  J.  B.  Parker,  U.  S.  N.,  Passed  Assistant-Sur- 
geon Albert  M.  McCormick,  U.  S.  N.,  Paymaster  Charles 
W.  Stamm.  U.  S.  N.,  Chief- Engineer  Hugh  H.  Cline,  U. 
S.  N„  Passed  Assistant-Engineer  Frederick  C.  Bieg,  U. 
S.  N„  Passed  Assistant-Engineer  Samuel  H.  Leonard, 
U.  S.  N,,  and  Assistant-Engineer  Louis  M.  Milton, 
U.  S.  N. 


The  person  who  possesses  the  largest  number  of 
orders  and  decorations  in  the  world  is  Prince  Bis- 
marck, who  has  four  hundred  and  eighty-two  of 
them,  each  monarchical  country  having  conferred 
upon  him  its  highest  and  most  exclusive  order, 
with  the  solitary  exception  of  England,  which  has 
strangely  neglected  him.  The  prince's  chest-meas- 
urement ought  to  be  at  least  twenty-one  feet,  in 
order  that  he  might  wear  them  all  at  one  time. 


Sir  Donald  Stewart,  who  has  arrived  in  this 
country  on  a  visit,  is  one  of  the  five  British  field- 
marshals,  and  the  first  officer  of  that  rank  to  set 
foot  on  American  soil. 


"Our  Society"  Blue  Book. 

The  fashionable  private  address  directory,  con- 
taining the  lists  of  names,  addresses,  and  reception 
days  of  the  leading  society  people,  is  now  in  press 
at  the  H.  S.  Crocker  Company.  Address  all  com- 
munications and  changes  to  Charles  C.  Hoag,  pub- 
lisher, 179  Crocker  Building,  San  Francisco. 


—  Spectacles  and  eye-glasses  accurately 
fitted  at  reasonable  prices.  Henry  Kahn  &  Co., 
opticians,  642  Market  Street,  Chronicle  Building. 


—Moore's  Poison-Oak  Remedy.    Cures  poi- 
son-oak  and  all  skin  diseases. 


—  The  visiting  card  which  Cooper  fur- 
nishes  at  $1.00  per  100  from  your  plate,  is  of  finer 
quality  and  better  workmanship  than  given  by  any 
other  house  in  the  city. 


WICKED    WITS. 


They  Abuse  the  Sex  "We  all  Adore. 


Victor  Hugo  :  Woman  is  a  perfected  devil. 
Anon  :  Woman  is  made  of  tongue,  as  fox  of  tail. 
La  Rouchefoucauld  :  Coquettes  are  the  quacks 
of  love. 

George  Meredith  :  Woman  will  be  the  last  thing 
civilized  by  man. 

Victor  Hugo  :  God  created  the  coquette  as  soon 
as  he  had  made  the  fool. 

S.  Dubay :  The  more  idle  a  woman's  hand,  the 
more  occupied  her  heart. 

Gavarni :  One  of  the  sweetest  pleasures  of 
woman  is  to  cause  regret. 

Mme.  Bachi  :  Men  bestow  compliments  only  on 
women  who  deserve  none. 

Desnoyers  :  Silence  was  given  to  woman  the  bet- 
ter to  express  her  thoughts. 

Lemesles  :  Women  like  brave  men  exceedingly, 
but  audacious  men  still  more. 

J.  J.  Rousseau  :  Men  speak  of  what  they  know  ; 
women  of  what  pleases  them. 

La  Rochefoucauld  :  The  virtue  of  woman  is  often 
the  love  of  reputation  and  quiet. 

Montaigne  :  There  is  no  torture  a  woman  would 
not  suffer  to  enhance  her  beauty. 

Ninon  de  1'Enclos  :  The  desire  to  please  is  born 
in  woman  before  the  desire  to  love. 

A.  Karr :  A  widow  is  like  a  frigate  of  which  the 
first  captain  has  been  shipwrecked. 

Lemontey  :  Of  all  heavenly  bodies,  the  heaviest 
is  the  woman  we  have  ceased  to  love. 

De  Finod  :  In  love  affairs,  a  young  shepherdess 
is  a  better  partner  than  an  old  queen. 

Anon  :  Who  takes  an  eel  by  the  tail,  or  a  woman 
at  her  word,  soon  finds  he  holds  nothing. 

Lamennais  :  Even  if  women  were  immortal, 
they  could  never  foresee  their  last  lover. 

Anon  :  The  whisper  of  a  beautiful  woman  can  be 
heard  farther  than  the  loudest  call  of  duty. 

Chillon  :  The  anger  of  a  woman  is  the  greatest 
evil  with  which  one  can  threaten  his  enemies. 

Joury  :  The  pretension  of  youth  always  gives  to 
a  woman  a  few  more  years  than  she  really  has. 

D'Houdetot :  1  have  seen  more  than  one  woman 
drown  her  honor  in  the  clear  water  of  diamonds. 

A.  Ricard  :  Women  prefer  us  to  say  a  little  evil 
of  them  rather  than  to  say  nothing  of  them  at  all. 

Balzac  :  A  man  must  be  a  fool  who  does  not  suc- 
ceed in  making  a  woman  believe  that  which  flatters 
her. 

Beaumanoir :  Women  deceived  by  men  want  to 
marry  them  ;  it  is  a  kind  of  revenge  as  good  as  an- 
other. 

Sophie  Amould :  Women  give  themselves  to 
God  when  the  devil  wants  nothing  more  to  do  with 
them. 

Mezerai  :  Men  always  say  more  evil  of  woman 
than  there  is  ;  and  there  is  always  more  than  is 
known. 

Rochebrune  :  It  is  easier  for  a  woman  to  defend 
her  virtue  against  men  than  her  reputation  against 
women. 

Anon  :  Rascal !  That  word  on  the  lips  of  a 
woman,  addressed  to  a  too-daring  man,  often 
means — angel ! 

Beaumarchais  :  Nature  has  said  to  woman  :  Be 
fair  if  thou  canst,  be  virtuous  if  thou  wilt ;  but, 
considerate,  thou  must  be. 

Anon  :  The  heart  of  a  coquette  is  like  a  rose,  of 
which  the  lovers  pluck  the  leaves,  leaving  only  the 
thorns  for  the  husband. 

L.  Desnoyers  :  We  censure  the  inconstancy  of 
women  when  we  are  the  victims  ;  we  find  it  charm- 
ing when  we  are  the  objects. 

J.  Petit-Senn  :  For  one  Orpheus  who  went  to  Hell 
to  seek  his  wife,  how  many  widowers  who  would 
not  even  go  to  Paradise  to  find  theirs ! 

Anon  :  The  man  who  has  taken  one  wife  de- 
serves a  crown  of  patience  ;  the  man  who  has 
taken  two,  deserves  two  crowns  of  folly. 

Balzac  :  To  every  woman  love  is  a  pretext  for 
suffering — an  employment  for  the  superabundant 
forces  of  her  imagination  and  her  nerves. 

Alfred  Bougeart :  What  a  fool  is  he  who  says  to 
a  woman,  Will  you?  Dost  not  know,  simpleton, 
that  they  always  pretend  not  to  be  willing. 

Anon  :  The  highest  mark  of  esteem  a  woman 
can  give  a  man  is  to  ask  his  friendship  ;  and  the 
most  signal  proof  of  her  indifference  is  to  offer  him 
hers. 

Balzac  :  When  power  is  once  boldly  defied,  it  is 
tending  toward  ruin.  This  maxim  is  more  deeply 
engraved  on  the  hearts  of  women  than  in  the  heads 
of  kings. 

Junius  Henri  Browne  :  Most  women  are  inclined 
to  be  very  lenient  to  any  offense  on  the  part  of  a 
man  which  he  can  make  them  believe  springs  from 
their  attractiveness. 

Junius  Henri  Browne  :  Many  a  woman  who  has 
made  a  man  unhappy  for  a  time  by  declining  his 


offer  of  marriage  has,  afterward,  earned  his  eternal 
gratitude  for  her  discernment. 

A.  Ricard  :  The  reading  of  romances  will  always 
be  the  favorite  amusement  of  women  ;  old,  they 
peruse  them  to  recall  what  they  have  experienced  ; 
young,  to  anticipate  what  they  wish  to  experience. 

Junius  Henri  Browne  :  Some  shallow,  senti- 
mental women  occupy  most  of  their  time  in  doing 
what  they  should  not  do.  in  repenting  of  it  with 
superabundant  tears,  and  in  continuing  their  of- 
fenses. 

Balzac  :  To  all  the  whims  of  women  a  clever  man 
will  first  say  yes  and  then  suggest  the  motif  of  a 
no,  allowing  them  the  free  exercise  of  their  right  of 
changing  their  ideas,  resolutions,  and  sentiments  to 
infinity. 

Retif  de  la  Bretonne  :  The  life  of  a  woman  is  a 
long  dissimulation.  Candor,  beauty,  freshness, 
virginity,  modesty — a  woman  has  each  of  these  but 
once.  When  lost,  she  must  simulate  them  the  rest 
of  her  life. 

Balzac  :  A  man  should  study  a  woman  well  before 
letting  her  see  his  motives  and  his  thoughts  as  they 
are  produced.  A  mistress  as  tender  as  she  is  great 
smiles  upon  childishnesses  and  understands  them  ; 
but  if  she  has  any  vanity,  she  will  not  pardon  a 
lover  for  showing  himself  childish,  mean,  or  small. 


Goldsmiths  "  save  "  their  floors  and  gilders  their 
rags  with  surprising  resultant  economies.  One  im- 
portant firm  of  jewelers  requires  its  factory  em- 
ployees to  leave  their  working-clothes  at  the  fac- 
tory. The  work-benches  and  floors  are  carefullv 
swept  nightly,  but  once  in  every  few  years,  floors, 
benches,  and  clothes  are  burned.  After  one  of 
these  burnings,  the  crucibles  contain  as  a  residuum 
thousands  of  dollars"  worth  of  precious  metal. 


Ex-Judge  Theodocius  Bodkin,  who  became 
famous  during  the  sanguinary  county-seat  war  in 
Stephens  County,  Kan.,  in  1891,  holding  court  with 
a  Winchester  beside  him  on  the  bench,  has  become 
an  elegant  temperance  exhorter.  At  the  time  of 
the  impeachment  proceedings  against  the  judge, 
following  the  county-seat  war,  it  was  testified  that 
he  frequently  drank  ten  ounces  of  whisky  without 
being  visibly  affected  by  it. 


Prince  Constantine  Wiasemsky,  the  distinguished 
traveler  who  intends  before  long  to  set  out  on  a 
journey  across  Africa  from  the  extreme  north  to 
Cape  Town,  is  forty  years  of  age.  and  claims  that 
he  has  covered  three  hundred  and  eighty  thousand 
miles  during  the  last  sixteen  years. 


It  is  related  of  Liszt  that  if  he  accidentally  struck 
a  wrong  note,  he  did  not  take  the  trouble  to  correct 
it,  but  made  it  sound  all  right  by  slightly  altering 
the  harmony. 


Two  Excellent  Awards. 

At  the  commencement  of  the  Midwinter  Fair, 
the  Messrs.  S.  &  G.  Gump  loaned  two  paintings  to 
the  art-gallery,  and  it  is  certainly  a  matter  for 
congratulation  to  know  that  they  were  awarded 
two  of  the  highest  prizes.  One  painting,  en- 
titled "  Churching,"  by  Mile.  Jeanne  Rongier. 
was  given  a  first-class  medal,  and  the  other, 
"Dessert,"  by  Dominique  Rozier,  won  the  sec- 
ond-class medal.  These  paintings  are  but  two 
of  the  many  gems  of  high  art  that  comprise 
the  beautiful  collection  of  the  Messrs.  Gump 
at  their  art-gallery,  115  Geary  Street.  They  were 
exhibited  in  the  Italian  section,  and  won  the  admi- 
ration of  all  lovers  of  art  who  viewed  them. 
Mr.  Gump  is  a  pioneer  in  the  art  busi- 
ness of  this  city,  and  it  has  been  through 
his  enterprise,  coupled  with  the  expenditure  of 
large  sums  of  money  and  an  innate  knowledge 
and  appreciation  of  high  art,  that  he  has  collected 
the  finest  exhibit  of  art  that  we  have  ever  had. 
Mr.  Gump  gives  his  personal  attention  to  the  selec- 
tion of  all  of  his  works  of  art,  which  accounts  for 
their  excellence,  and  he  is  deservedly  proud  that 
both  of  his  entries  at  the  Midwinter  Fair  secured 
the  high  prizes  that  were  awarded. 


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THE        ARGONAUT. 


July  i6,  1894. 


THE    SOCIAL    BUTTERFLY. 


The  Professor.  Miss  Vere,  a  Social  Butterfly. 
Miss  Parker,  a  Hard-Worked  Art  Student. 
Young  Mr.  Valentine,  Ditto. 

Chorus  of  Young  Men  and  Maidens. 
Scene. — The    Professor's  atelier  at   Chelsea. 
Young  men   in    blouses,   young  girls   in  pina- 
fores.     Easels,    canvases ;     an    all  -  pervading 
smell  of  turpentine. 
Miss  Vere — Oh,  I  say,  bother  this  square  touch  ! 
I  can't  get  into  it  at  all.     [Sighs.] 

A  Man's  Voice— Let's  see.  That's  very  clever, 
what  you've  done.     Carry  it  a  little  further. 

Miss  Vere— That's  just  it.     I  can't.    Oh,  do, 
do,  do  a  little  bit  of  that  shoulder-blade,  just  to 
show  me. 
A  Man's  Voice — Charmed.    [A  silence.] 
Miss    Vere — How    do   you   like   Mr.    Carter's 
composition  ?    Isn't  it  like  Miss  Vane  ? 

A  Man's  Voice— On  Tuesday,  you  know,  he 
came  here  early — and  I  caught  hira  devoutly  kiss- 
ing her  turpentiny  pinafore  as  it  hung  on  the 
nail — oh,  I  beg  pardon,  what  have  I  done  ? 

Miss  Vere — Knocked  over  my  turpentine  with 
your  great  "  square  touch." 

A  Man's  Voice— You  needn't  chaff  a  fellow  be- 
cause he's  only  eighteen,  and  has  got  big  hands  ! 

Miss    Vere — Yes,   and    can  paint    with    them, 
which  is  more  than  I  can  do  with  my  little  ones. 
A  Man's  Voice— See  now— you  put  it  on  just 

so 

Miss    Vere — But   I   want  to   hear  some   more 

about  Miss 

The  Professor  [suddenly,  from  the  other  end  of 
the  room,  where  he  is  occupied  in  perpetrating  extra- 
ordinary manoeuvres  with  a  penknife  and  a  red  silk 
handkerchief  on  a  girl's  drawing] — Pscht !  Pscht  ! 
II  me  semble  toujours  entendre  dans  ce  vacarme  la, 
les  tous  argentins  de  Mile.  Vere — eh? 
Miss  Vere  [overwhelmed ] — Oh,  monsieur  ! 
The  Professor  [severely] — C'est  au  moins  la 
troisieme  fois  que  je  vous  le  fais  observer  !  Tachez 
done  de  vous  recueillir  un  peu !  [Passes  on.  A 
silence.] 

A  Man's  Voice — Miss  Vere 

Miss  Vere — Oh,  don't  speak  to  me,  or  he  will 
be  down  on  us  again  !  I'm  going  to  work  like  a 
nigger.  [She  does  work  for  an  hour.  At  the  end  of 
that  time,  her  head  drops  on  the  rim  of  the  easel 
and ] 


Miss  Parker  [severely] — Miss  Vere,  you  have 
been  asleep  ! 

Miss  Vere  [rubbing  her  eyes] — Oh,  don't  scold 
me,  Miss  Parker,  I  was  up  till  four  this  morning ! 

Miss  Parker  [setting  her  palette  carefully]— Yes, 
it  was  a  very  picturesque  pose,  and  I  felt  an  insane 
desire  to  sketch  you  —  but  do  you  think  your 
being  up  till  four  in  the  morning  is  any  excuse  for 
coming  here  in  such  a  state  ? 

Miss  Vere — My  dear,  one  would  think  I  was 
tipsy,  to  hear  you. 

Miss  Parker — Well,  I  do  consider  it  a  form  of 
intemperance.  You  go  out  every  night,  and  come 
here  for  a  few  hours  every  day  and  doze  between 
two  balls.  It  isn't  an  edifying  spectacle.  "What  an 
outsider  you  are  !  You  seem  to  have  no  idea  that 
life  means  work,  life 

Miss  Vere — "  Life  is  real,  life  is  earnest."  How 
I  hate  that  poem  ! 

Miss  Parker  [dryly] — It  doesn't  appeal  to  social 
butterflies,  like  you.  Oh,  it's  too  bad  !  You  come 
here  in  lovely  frocks,  with  an  atmosphere  of  the 
ball-room  clinging  about  you,  and  distract  us  and 
demoralize  us  by  your  prettiness — for  you're  awfully 
pretty,  my  artistic  eye  sees  that ;  pretty  enough  to 
suborn  a  hanging  committee  or  pervert  a  president. 
It's  unfair,  I  say.  It  is  amateurs  like  you  who 
choke  up  the  avenues  to  fame  and  incumber  the 
ways  of  art  and  hinder  people  from  earning  a 
living 

Miss  Vere — Miss  Parker,  you  talk  like  a  book  ! 

Miss  Parker  [abruptly] — What  do  you  come 
here  for,  I  wonder  ? 

Miss  Vere  [mildly] — I  come  to  paint,  I  suppose. 

Miss  Parker — Paint !  You  paint !  You  have 
an  unholy  facility,  I  admit.  It  is  quite  maddening 
sometimes  to  us  poor  plodders  to  see  you  get  your 
effect  with  the  minimum  of  trouble,  where  some  of 
us  mug  away  for  days  and  don't  even  get  it  then  ! 
But  mark  me,  it  is  only  the  first  stage — you  will 
stop  there,  there  the  trouble  begins — with  the  real 
hard  work,  and  that  you  are  incapable  of.  You'll 
never  do  anything !  Look  at  Miss  Lane  over 
there,  with  her  mock  pearls,  and  bare  neck,  and 
fourpenny-three-farthing-a-yard  muslin  pinafore, 
and  hair  like  a  bird's  nest— that  girl  has  more  art 
in  her  little  finger  than  you  in  your  whole  body  ! 

Miss  Vere— Go  on,  dear. 

Miss  Parker— Oh,  I  know  I'm  rude.  I'm  only 
a  Bohemian,  and  Irish  at  that.  But  I  tell 
you,  I  respect  Miss  Lane.  What  do  you  think  she 
does  when  she  goes  home?  Do  you  fancy  she 
goes  to  balls  and  parties,  like  you?  No,  she  draws 
herself  in  the  looking-glass  over  and  over  again, 
and  spoils  her  eyes  over  a  bedroom  candle  doing 
black-and-white  for  practice.     She  never  has  time 

to  flirt 

Vsb     -I  suppose  that  means  that  I  do. 
''KER — Oh,  we  are   not  so   utterly  be- 


neath contempt  but  that  you  condescend — in  a 
kind  of  Lady  Clara  Vere  de  Vere  way — to  make  us 
fall  in  love  with  you.  You  break  an  artist's  heart 
for  pastime,  ere  you  go  home  to  lunch.  You  can't 
help  it.  You  fascinate  us  all — you  fascinate  me. 
Look  at  Irene  Hand  !  She  adores  you,  in  spite  of 
the  harm  you've  done  her.  Phillips  was  her  de- 
voted slave  for  years,  and  they  used  to  come  here 
together  every  morning.  Now  he  comes  alone,  on 
the  bare  chance  of  meeting  you  on  the  door-step. 
Look  at  young  Valentine — he's  got  his  way  to 
make  by  art,  and  he  thinks  more  of  the  privilege 
of  washing  your  brushes  for  you  than — oh,  it's  too 
bad  of  you  ! 

Miss  Vere  [suddenly] — What  do  you  want  me 
to  do? 

Miss  Parker — Work,  dear  Lady  Clara,  and  let 

the  honest  yeoman  go — or 

Miss  Vere— What? 

Miss  Parker  [bluntly]— Go  yourself. 

Miss  Vere — But  it  isn't  my  fault.     I  can't  help 

it  if 

Miss  Parker — People  fall  in  love  with  you? 
No,  I  suppose  not !  Why  does  Frank  Graham 
look  so  glum  always,  and  why  do  you  never  speak 
to  him  now  ? 

Miss  Vere — Because — he  proposed 

Miss  Parker — How  many  have,  if  it  isn't  im- 
pertinent to  ask  ? 

Miss  Vere — I  really  don't  know — I  mean,  I  can't 
help  it  here — in  society  I  can.  They  waylay  me 
as  I  go  out — and  they're  all  so  silly  and  unpractical. 

Miss  Parker — If  Dick  Valentine  doesn't  get 
his  competition,  he's  done  1 

Miss  Vere  [impulsively] — I'll  accept  an  invitation 
to  Cornwall  at  once. 

Miss  Parker  [incredulously] — And  miss  the  rest 
of  your  term  here  ? 

Miss  Vere — Oh — I  don't  care — after  what  you 
have  said.     I  sha'n't  be  an  artist  now. 

Miss  Parker— Well,  dear  Miss  Vere,  to  tell 
you  the  truth 

Miss  Vere — Do,  do. 

Miss  Parker — I  think  you  draw  very  nicely  ; 
but  I  don't  think  you  would  ever  be  an  artist. 

Miss  Vere  [despairingly] — I  must  be  some- 
thing. 

Miss  Parker — You'll  be  somebody,  and  that's 
better.  You'll  marry  and  have  a  house  and  a  posi- 
tion, and  affect  your  generation  that  way.  Leave 
art  to  us  poor  things  who  can  never  have  a  lover. 
It's  everything  to  us,  it's  only  a  fashionable  amuse- 
ment to  you.  Forgive  me  for  being  so  rude,  but  I 
feel  so  strongly  about  you  lovely  amateurs — here 
comes  the  professor.  I  must  go  and  get  his  verdict 
on  my  "  pic."  [Slips  back  to  her  easel,  Miss  Vere 
idly  plays  with  her  tools.  Young  Valentine 
timidly  approaches  her.] 

Young  Valentine— Miss  Vere,  may  I  have  a 
few  words  with  you? 

Miss  Vere — I'm  just  going,  Mr.  Valentine. 

Mr.  Valentine — A  few  words  in  the  cloak-room 
on  a  matter  of  urgent  importance  ? 

Miss  Vere — No,  indeed,  I  can't,  Mr.  Valentine 
[severely].  Do  mind  your  work.  [Aside]  It's  time 
I  left,  indeed. 

[Next  day — the  luncheon  hour.    Group  of  girls.] 

The  Girl  in  a  Pink  Pinafore— Hi,  Wells  ! 
A  packet  of  gray  stumps,  three-pennyworth  of 
milk,  and  two  sheets  French  paper — how  much  is 
that? 

The  Porter — Ninepence,  miss.  I  wish  you'd 
keep  them  orders  distinct ;  it  do  muddle  me. 

The  Girl  in  a  Pink  Pinafore— Don't  be  an 
ass.  Wells.     Here's  a  shilling. 

The  Girl  in  a  Blue  Pinafore— I  say,  do 
you  know  Miss  Vere  isn't  coming  back  any  more  ? 

The  Girl  in  a  Red  Pinafore — I  say,  who 
told  you  ? 

The  Girl  in  a  Blue  Pinafore  —  Wells. 
She  took  all  her  traps  away  yesterday  in  a  cab. 

The  Girl  in  a  Red  Pinafore— Now  we  shall 
have  some  peace. 

The  Girl  in  a  Pink  Pinafore— One  got  per- 
fectly sick  of  the  sound  of  her  voice. 

The  Girl  in  a  Red  Pinafore — She  was  al- 
ways borrowing  my  H.  B.'s  and  forgetting  to  re- 
turn them. 

The  Girl  in  a  Blue  Pinafore— Who's  go- 
ing to  return  a  stump  like  that  ? 

The  Girl  in  a  Red  Pinafore— Five  stumps 
make  a  pencil,  I  consider. 

The  Girl  in  a  Blue  Pinafore— She  hadn't 
a  spark  of  real  talent,  I  should  say.  The  professor 
used  to  work  up  her  things  for  her. 

The  Girl  in  a  Pink  Pinafore— Oh,  I  say, 
that's  not  true — she  would  not  let  him. 

The  Girl  in  a  Blue  Pinafore— Too  con- 
ceited for  that ! 

The  Girl  in  a  Pink  Pinafore— I  sha'n't  be 
able  to  finish  my  sketch  of  her. 

The  Girl  in  a  Red  Pinafore— Oh,  did  you 
think  her  pretty  ? 

'  The  Girl  in  a  Pink  Pinafore  — Not  at  all 
picturesque. 

The  Girl  in  a  Blue  Pinafore— Too  fashion- 
able ! 

The  Girl  in  a  Red  Pinafore— Going  to  be 
married,  I  daresay — art  soon  goes  to  the  wall  then. 
[Group  of  men  at  the  other  end  of  the  room.] 

Mr.  BRIGGS  [the  cad  of  the  school]— I  say,  you 
fellows,  do  you  know  little  Vere  has  left? 

Mr.    Murgatrovd   [the  gentle   genius]  —  Not 


really  ?    What   a   nuisance  !     We   shall  all  go  to 
sleep. 

Mr.  Shepherd  [the  flirt]  —  It's  no  fun  now. 
There's  such  an  ugly  set  of  girls  left. 

Mr.  Graham  [captain  of  the  school]— I  shall  go 
to  Paris. 

Mr.  Murgatroyd — She  didn't  draw  badly— 
might  have  done  something. 

Mr.  Briggs — Yes,  if  you  fellows  would  have  let 
her. 

Mr.  Graham — An  awful  chatterbox. 

Mr.  Murgatroyd— Not  a  bit  spiteful. 

Mr.  Graham — A  good  hand  at  a  caricature. 

Mr.  Shepherd — She's  gone  to  be  married,  of 
course.     I  say— Muggles  ! 

Mr.  Murgatroyd— Shut  up,  you  ass. 

Mr.  Graham — Here,  I  say — time's  up.  Pose 
the  model,  some  one  !  Here  come  all  the  girls — 
and  the  professor!  Look  out,  Briggs,  you've  put 
your  "  donkey  "  on  my  foot. 

Mr.  Briggs— Beg  pardon  !  [To  the  Professor, 
respectfully]  Has  Miss  Vere  left  for  good,  sir  ?  Her 
locker's  empty,  and  her  maid  came  for  her  pinafore 
this  morning. 

The  Professor — Ah,  ca  vous  intrigue  tous? 
Celle  ckarmante  Miss  Vere  is  gone — gone — how 
you  say  ? — never  come  back  no  more — and  now  I 
shall  hope  for  some  solid  results.  Plus  de  distrac- 
tions— eh  f 

Mr.  Briggs — She  wasn't  much  at  working,  was 
she,  sir  ?  Gracious  me.  It  used  to  amuse  me  to 
see  little  Vere  come  in  and  nod  at  the  model,  and 
sit  down  gracefully  and  sigh,  and  yawn,  and  do 
three  strokes  in  three-quarters  of  ah  hour.  These 
swell  society  girls  are  never  any  good. 

The  Professor  [frowning]—  Tris  bien,  mon- 
sieur, you  say  that  of  her  now  ! — you  deny  her  die 
talent  f  Eh  bien,  je  vous  conseille  d'en  avoir 
auiant!  You  may  laugh,  vous  autres,  but  I  tell 
you  de  troof,  and  I  know  it,  moi !  She  was  pretty 
— she  was  lazy — she  not  work — she  talk  too  much, 
mais  elle  avail — c'est  moi  qui  vous  le  dis — elle  avail 
— ca  !  [snapping  his  fingers]  et  je  vous  en  souhaite 
tous  autant I  [Passes  on,  with  a  contemptuous  look 
at  Mr.  Briggs.] 

Mr.  Briggs— What's  ca  f  [imitating  the  gesture]. 
Two  Voices— What  you  haven't  got.  my  dear 
fellow. 

Mr.  Briggs — She's  known  how  to  get  the  soft 
side  of  the  professor,  at  any  rate. 

Mr.  Shepherd — I  should  say  "that"  meant  a 
good  French  accent 

Mr.  Graham — And  a  good  figure. 

Mr.  Briggs — Lots  of  infernal  cheek. 

Mr.  Shepherd — Plenty  of  "  devil,"  in  facL 

Mr.  Murgatroyd  —  And  that's  another  word 
for  genius.  [With  conviction.]  Oh,  I'm  sure  the 
professor  didn't  mean  that ! — Black  and  White. 


THE    TUNEFUL    LIAR. 


The  New  Maid. 
Apparently  no  work  all  day 

She  did,  and  she  rarely  spoke. 
But  at  night  a  truck  couldn't  carry  away 
The  china  that  she  broke. 

— New  York  Sun, 

No  Trouble  Then. 
All  night,  with  many  an  inward  pang, 

I  watched  the  shadows  creep. 
But  when  the  bell  for  breakfast  rang, 

Oh,  then,  how  I  could  sleep  ! — Truth, 


The  Little  Rift. 
"  Did  you  read,"  he  sweetly  asked  her, 

"  That  poem  I  wrote  last  week?" 
"  1  read  it  years  ago,"  she  said ; 

And  now  they  do  not  speak. — Puck. 


Where  Hesing's  Whiskers  Is. 
Where  is  the  cold  and  clammy  wave 

That  swept  the  atmosphere 
Only  a  week  or  two  ago 

And  made  creation  drear — 
That  froze  the  pretty  summer  flowers 

And  paralyzed  the  bus-     ' 
Iness  of  dealers  in  spring  suits? 
(Answer.) 

Where  Hesing's  whiskers  is  \ 

Where  is  the  timid  little  boom 

Of  Carter  H.  the  Second, 
So  kindly  nursed  by  doting  friends 

Who  confidently  reckoned 
Upon  its  rapid,  sturdy  growth — 

Unchecked  by  rheumatiz — 
Where  is  Chat  callow  boomlet  now'.' 

(AnmrJ 

Where  Hesing's  whiskers  is  ! 

Where  is  the  sometime  tariff  bill 

That  Mr.  Wilson  wrote 
To  satisfy  the  President 

And  other  folk  of  note? 
There  Is  a  bill  they  say's  the  same — 

But,  oh  !  how  changed  its  phys- 
iognomy,    Where's  Wilson's  bill  ? 
(Answer.) 

Where  Hesing's  whiskers  is  ! 

— Chicago  Record. 

For  Alcoholism 

use  horsford's  acid  phosphate. 
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in  many  cases  of  indigestion.  I  also  find  it  an 
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STORYETTES. 

Grave  and  Gay,  Epigrammatic  and  Otherwise. 

The  following  letter  was  actually  written  by  a 
French  countess  to  the  absent  count:  "Dear 
Husband — Not  knowing  what  else  to  do,  I  will 
write  to  you.  Not  knowing  what  to  say,  I  will  now 
close.    Wearily  yours,  Countess  de  R." 


Sixty  years  ago,  the  incumbent  of  a  church  in 
Hull  used  to  be  called  Vicar  Bromby.  Just  after 
the  passage  of  the  first  reform  bill,  in  1832,  he 
preached  a  sermon  in  which  he  uttered  this  whole- 
some Socratic  passage  :  "  In  these  days  we  hear  a 
great  deal  about  reform.  Let  me  give  you  a  piece 
of  advice  :  The  best  reform  is  to  make  one  person 
better.     I  need  not  say  who  that  person  should  be." 

A  well-known  divine  of  Boston  was  also  president 
of  a  railroad.  He  had  occasion  to  go  out  into  the 
railroad-yard  one  day,  and  witnessed  the  unloading 
of  a  carload  of  rails.  The  men  were  pitching  them 
over  in  a  careless  manner,  and  he  remonstrated 
with  the  workmen.  One  of  the  men  gently  told 
him  to  go  to  Hades.  "  Oh,  shame  !  "  said  the  ex- 
clergyman  ;  "that's  the  last  place  you  ought  to 
send  me  to."  "Faix,  I  think  you  are  right,"  re- 
plied the  workman  ;  "there's  no  doubt  but  it  will 
be  the  last  place  you'll  go  to  !  " 

An  amusing  instance  of  a  child's  misconception 
of  the  words  of  a  popular  hymn  occurred  recently 
in  a  Sunday-school  in  Somersetshire.  The  teacher, 
turning  to  the  best  girl  in  the  head  class,  to  whom 
was  accorded  the  privilege  of  choosing  the  hymn  to 
be  sung  before  closing  the  school,  asked  :  "What 
hymn  would  you  like,  B ?"  "  Please,  sir,"  re- 
plied the  girl,  "the  hymn  about  the  little  bear." 
"The  little  bear?  What  do  you  mean  ?  "  "  Please, 
sir,"  was  the  answer,  "  the  hymn  that  says  :  '  Can  a 
mother's  tender  care  cease  toward  the  child  she 
bare  ? '  "                       

After  a  dinner  at  Lord  Dungarvan's  (Lady  Mor- 
gan writes  in  her  diary),  I  met  the  redoubtable  Dan 
O'Connell.  Dan  is  not  brilliant  in  private  life,  not 
even  agreeable.  He  is  mild,  silent,  unassuming, 
apparently  absorbed,  and  an  utter  stranger  to  the 
give-and-take  charm  of  good  society.  I  said  so  to 
Lord  Clanricarde,  who  replied  :  "  If  you  knejiv  how 
I  found  him  this  morning  !  His  hall,  the  very  steps 
of  his  door,  crowded  with  his  clientele.  He  had  a 
word  or  a  written  order  for  each,  then  hurried  off  to 
the  law  courts,  thence  to  the  Improvement  Society, 
and  was  the  first  guest  here  to-day.  Two  hours  be- 
fore, he  was  making  that  clever  but  violent  speech 
to  Mr.  La  Touche  ;  and  now  no  wonder  that  he 
looks  like  an  extinct  volcano." 


A  new  play  was  running  through  the  head  of 
Henry  J.  Byron,  the  dramatist,  as  he  was  walking 
through  Pall  Mall,  when  a  friend  stopped  him  and 
said:  "I  am  in  grief."  "What  is  it?"  asked 
Byron,  mistily.  "  I  lost  my  father  last  week,"  said 
the  man.  "Too  bad,  too  bad,"  said  Byron,  with 
an  air  of  absent  sympathy;  "very  sorry."  Then 
he  walked  on  and  continued  to  think  about  his 
play.  Three  weeks  later  he  happened  to  be  again 
in  Pall  Mall,  when  the  same  man  came  up  to  him 
and  said  :  "  More  misfortune."  "  Eh?"  said 
Byron,  absently.  "  I  have  just  lost  my  mother," 
said  the  man,  lugubriously.  "  Dear  me  !  "  said  the 
dramatist,  petulantly  ;  "you  lost  your  father  only 
a  little  while  ago.  What  an  exceedingly  careless 
man  you  are." 

In  Washington  County,  Miss.,  which  is  liable  to 
annual   inundation    from    the   Father   of   Waters, 

dwells  old  Jesse  D .     On  one  occasion  he  was 

witness  in  a  case,  and  prefaced  his  answer  to  every 
question  with  the  irrelevant  remark:  "  Wa'al,  I 
war  desp'rately  overflowed  that  year."  Annoyed 
by  the  constant  repetition  of  this  remark,  the  ex- 
amining counsel   finally  said,  in  a  rather  sneering 

tone  :  "  Mr.   D ,  will  you  please   state  to  the 

court  and  jury  what  you  mean  by  being  '  desp'rately 
overflowed '  ?  "  Straightening  himself  up  to  his  full 
height — six  feet  three — and  with  a  drawl  of  corre- 
sponding length,  he  replied  ;  "  Wa'al,  sir,  I  mean 
thar  war  too  much  water  for  wagonin"  and  not 
enough  for  boatin'."     The  counsel  gave  it  up. 


his  knock,  the  house-maid  came  to  the  door.     "  Is 

Mr.  P in?"  said   the  gentleman.     "  He's  just 

gone  out,  sir."     "  Is  Mrs.  P at  home  ?"    "  No, 

sir  ;  she  went  out  with  master."  "  Dear  me,  how 
unfortunate  !  I  wanted  particularly  to  see  one  of 
them.  Can  I  leave  a  note  ?  "  "Oh,  yes,  sir.  Come 
in,  please,"  replied  the  girl,  ushering  the  visitor 
into  the  dining-room.  But,  instead  of  leaving  him 
alone,  she  rang  for  another  servant,  whom  she  de- 
sired to  bring  writing  materials.  The  gentleman 
wrote  his  note,  inclosed  it  in  an  envelope,  addressed 
it,  and  left  it  on  the  table.  This  being  done,  he  de- 
parted with  a  profusion  of  thanks  to  the  maid,  who 
escorted  him  to  the   door.     On   returning  home, 

Mr.   P found  the   note  awaiting  him.     It  ran 

thus  :  "Your  servant  is  no  fool."  This  compliment 
was  fully  justified  by  a  paragraph  in  the  next  day's 
paper,  giving  an  account  of  the  plunder  of  a  neigh- 
boring mansion  by  a  similar  visitor. 

Mr.  Frankfort  Moore  tells  a  rather  good  story, 
in  his  "Journalists'  Note-Book,"  of  a  sub-editor 
who,  on  being  requested  by  his  chief  to  write 
something  about  the  Zenana  Mission,  pointing  out 
the  great  good  it  was  achieving  and  the  necessity 
there  was  for  maintaining  it  in  an  efficient  position, 
produced  a  very  readable  article  on  the  subject. 
He  assured  the  readers  of  the  paper  that  among 
the  many  scenes  of  missionary  labor  none  had  of 
late  attracted  more  attention  than  the  Zenana 
Mission,  and  assuredly  none  was  more  deserving 
of  this  attention.  Comparatively  few  years  had 
passed  since  Zenana  had  been  opened  up  to 
British  trade,  but  already,  owing  to  the  devotion  of 
a  handful  of  men  and  women,  the  nature  of  the 
inhabitants  had  been  almost  entirely  changed. 
The  Zenanese,  the  public  was  informed,  from  be- 
ing a  savage  people,  had  become  in  a  wonderfully 
short  space  of  time  practically  civilized,  and  recent 
travelers  to  Zenana  had  returned  with  the  most 
glowing  accounts  of  the  continued  progress  of  the 
work  in  that  country.  ..."  I  found  him  the  next 
day,"  adds  Mr.  Moore,  "running  his  finger  down 
the  letter  Z  in  the  index  to  the  "Handy  Atlas," 
with  a  puzzled  look  upon  his  face.  I  knew  then 
that  he  had  received  a  letter  from  the  editor  advis- 
ing him  to  look  out  Zenana  in  the  atlas  before 
writing  anything  further  about  so  ticklish  a  region." 


A  wealthy  manufacturer  of  Sheffield,  Matthews 
by  name,  though  he  was  not  a  literary  man,  adored 
literature.  One  night,  Mr.  Matthews  invited 
The"ophile  Gautier  to  dine  with  a  party  of  choice 
spirits.  One  of  these,  J.  C.  Jeaffreson,  arrived  at 
the  specified  hour,  seven  o'clock.  The  head  waiter 
at  once  met  him  with  an  effusive  welcome.  "Oh, 
sir,"  he  cried,  "  I'm  glad  to  see  you,  and  only  wish 
you'd  come  an  hour  and  a  half  sooner.  The  illus- 
trious Moosoo  Goaty  has  been  here  for  nigh  upon 
two  hours.  He  came  at  ten  minutes  to  five,  and  he 
and  Mr.  Matthews  have  been  in  a  pretty  fix.  Mr. 
Matthews  speaks  no  French,  the  illustrious  Moosoo 
Goaty  don't  speak  English,  and  there  isn't  a  soul  in 
the  hotel  capable  of  acting  as  interpreter."  "  Talk 
to  the  illustrious  Goaty  !  "  ejaculated  Mr.  Matthews, 
when  his  friend  entered,  mopping  and  fanning  his 
face  with  a  big  silk  handkerchief  ;  "  don't  pay  any 
attention  to  me,"  he  added;  "I  shall  soon  be 
better,  now  you  have  come.  Please  explain  to 
him  that  if  I  had  known  it  was  the  fashion 
of  illustrious  Frenchmen  to  arrive  two  hours 
before  dinner,  I  would  have  asked  the  others  to 
be  here  by  half-past  four.  Go  at  him  quick  and 
sharp,  in  the  language  of  his  country  !  Tell  him 
I  admire  his  country  and  honor  him,  and  though  I 
sha'n't  be  able  to  read  a  line  of  'em,  I  mean  to  buy 
all  his  works.  And  now  I'll  be  mum.  What  a 
blessing  it  is  you've  come  at  last  !  "  A  short  con- 
versation with  the  "  illustrious  Goaty  "  disclosed  the 
fact  that  he  had,  in  some  way,  mistaken  the  dinner- 
hour  for  five,  and  the  amusing  error  led  to  an  un- 
restrained and  animated  evening.  The  conversa- 
tion was  entirely  in  French,  and  the  host  sat  beam- 
ing at  his  guests  throughout  the  dinner,  and  only 
spoke  in  answer  to  the  sympathizing  request  of  one 
gentleman  that  he  should  be  included  in  the  con- 
versation by  continuing  it  in  English.  "No,  no, 
sir  ;  not  a  word  of  English  so  long  as  the  illustri- 
ous Moosoo  Goaty  honors  me  with  his  company  !  " 
he  cried.  "  I  shall  be  silent,  but  I  sha'n't  be  dull ; 
I  shall  sit  here  thinking  how  I  have  brought  about 
me  some  of  the  brightest  spirits  of  the  age.  Not 
a  word  of  English,  if  you  please  !  " 


Erskine  once  had  a  client  named  Bolt,  whose 
character  having  been  traduced  by  the  other  side, 
Erskine  confidently  assured  the  jury  that  he  was 
known  among  his  neighbors  as  "Bolt  upright." 
He  opened  a  certain  coach-accident  case  in  this 
wise :  "  Gentlemen  of  the  jury,  my  client  is  a  re- 
spectable Liverpool  merchant,  and  the  defendant, 
Mr.  Wilson,  keeps  '  The  Swan  with  Two  Necks '  in 
Lad  Lane,  a  sign  seemingly  emblematic  of  the 
number  of  necks  people  ought  to  possess  who 
travel  by  his  coaches."  Once  he  told  a  jury  that 
the  plaintiff,  the  owner  of  a  wild-beast  show, 
claiming  damages  for  the  loss  of  a  trunk,  "  ought 
to  have  followed  the  example  of  his  own  sagacious 
elephant,  and  traveled  with  his  trunk  before  him." 


The  other  day,  a  man  of  gentlemanly  appear- 
ance called  at  a  house  in  a  well-known  suburb  of  a 
provincial  town  (says  an  exchange).     In  answer  to 


By  A'iolence 

Little  is  accomplished  in  this  civilized  era,  but  with 
the  gentle  laxative,  Hostetter's  Stomach  Bitters,  the 
bowels  are  relieved  without  abruptness  or  subse- 
quent weakening.  Dyspepsia,  malaria,  rheumatism, 
weakness,  and  kidney  trouble  yield  to  this  reliable 
curative,  foremost  also  among  invigorants  and 
recommended  by  physicians.  Give  this  medicine  a 
fair  trial  and  be  convinced. 


An  Ounce  of  Prevention 

Is  cheaper  than  any  quantity 'of  cure.  Don't  give 
children  narcotics  or  sedatives.  They  are  unneces- 
sary when  the  infant  is  properly  nourished,  as  it 
will  be  if  brought  up  on  the  Gail  Borden  Eagle 
Brand  Condensed  Milk. 


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and  refreshing  to  the  taste,  and  acts 
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Liver  and  Bowels,  cleanses  the  sys- 
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constipation.  Syrup  of  Figs  ia  the 
only  remedy  of  its  kind  ever  pro- 
duced, pleasing  to  the  taste  and  ac- 
ceptable to  the  stomach,  prompt  in 
its  action  and  truly  beneficial  in  its 
effects,  prepared  only  from  the  most 
healthy  and  agreeable  substances,  its 
many  excellent  qualities  commend  it 
to  all  jri  have  made  it  the  most 
popular  remedy  known. 

Syrup  of  Figs  is  for  sale  in  60c 
and  $1  bottles  by  all  leading  drug- 
gists. Any  reliable  druggist  who 
may  not  have  it  on  hand  will  pro- 
cure it  promptly  for  any  one  who 
wishes  to  try  it.  I)o  not  accept  any 
substitute. 

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THE 


ARGONAUT. 


July  i6,  iS 


After  reading  the  romance  of  "  Therese  Raquin," 
one  asks  one's  self  what  was  the  purpose  of  the 
author  in  writing  such  a  book.  He  may  have 
written  it  from  the  standpoint  of  the  artist  who 
says  that  whatever  is,  is  subject  for  the  pen  of  the 
writer  or  the  brush  of  the  artist ;  or  he  may  have 
written  it  from  that  moral  standpoint  that  so  many 
French  writers  have  taken  shelter  behind,  that  they 
have  drawn  a  lurid  picture  of  the  horrors  of 
crime — a  picture  so  extremely  lurid  that  incipient 
criminals  will  be  warned  back  into  the  straight  and 
narrow  path  by  the  terrors  of  the  portraiture. 

Of  the  grewsomeness  of  "  The'rese  Raquin " 
there  can  be  no  question.  It  is  written  with  all  the 
overwhelming  energy  and  force,  if  not  with  the 
fullest  power,  of  Zola's  one-sided  genius.  From 
the  opening  to  the  end,  a  gloomy  horror  broods 
over  the  tale — a  horror  which,  like  the  weird  sense 
of  terror  that  seizes  upon  one  in  vast,  desolate 
places  and  silent,  deserted  rooms,  seems  to  clutch 
the  heart  and  crush  it  with  heavy  oppression. 
Throughout,  the  book  is  darkened  with  the  sombre, 
unhealthy  foreboding  of  the  writer.  The  sense  of 
anguish  and  ghastliness  grips  one  at  the  very  out- 
set. The  description  of  the  Passage  du  Pont- 
Neuf  is  instinct  with  a  brooding  dread.  This  ill- 
lit,  sordid,  wretched  alley  is  described  with  that 
same  power  of  investing  places  with  a  singularly 
noisome  and  mysterious  character  that  one  con- 
stantly notices  in  Balzac.  The  dark  and  dreary 
passage-way,  the  miserable  shops  with  their  poor 
show  of  wares  displayed  in  the  dusty  windows,  the 
dingy  caps  and  laces  in  the  ragman's  shop,  and 
between  these  the  immobile  and  sinister  profile — 
pale,  straight-featured,  red-lipped — of  Therese,  sug- 
gests a  sort  of  wan  and  eerie  terror. 

From  this  beginning,  dismal  with  the  heaviness 
of  anticipated  tragedy,  the  morbid  story  hurries 
forward  to  its  fearsome  climax.  On  horror's  head 
horrors  accumulate  with  every  chapter.  The 
harshly  brutal  scenes  between  the  lovers  prepare 
one  for  the  murder  of  Camille,  with  its  garnishing 
of  repulsive  details.  And  then  the  long  struggle 
of  terror,  anguish,  hatred,  unfolds  itself  through 
the  rest  of  the  story  with  an  unwholesome  linger- 
ing over  such  revolting  episodes  as  Laurent's  kill- 
ing of  the  cat,  which,  lying  broken-backed  and 
helpless  on  the  wet  flags  of  the  gutter,  wails  de- 
spairingly through  the  long  watches  of  the 
night. 

In  the  loathsome  ghastliness  of  the  termination 
of  this  novel  there  is  Lot  one  sentence  of  healthy 
sentiment.  The  author  has  racked  his  brains  for  a 
situation  never  yet  surpassed  for  pure  horribleness. 
The  picture  of  the  mute  and  paralyzed  old  woman, 
listening  to  the  frenzied  recriminations  of  the  guilty 
pair,  is  barbarous  and  disgusting.  No  newspaper 
reporter  of  a  sensational  murder  case  ever  rioted  in 
grewsome  details  to  the  extent  that  Zola  does  in 
this  sensational  and  hectic  book.  Apart,  moreover, 
from  the  accumulated  terrors  of  the  plot  is  the  chill- 
ing and  disillusioning  presentation  of  character. 
Everybody  is  detestable — or  the  author  intends  us 
to  regard  them  as  detestable.  The  charm  and  ten- 
derness of  the  old  woman's  maternal  affections  are 
begrudged  to  her,  and  it  is  carefully  explained  that 
she,  after  all,  is  as  selfish  and  sordid  as  everybody 
else.  The  little  company  that  gathers  every  Thurs- 
day evening  for  a  game  of  dominoes  have  mean, 
or  bad,  or  sick,  or  brutal  faces— a  gallery  of  portraits 
painted  by  one  as  bitter  and  one-sided  in  his  real- 
ism as  Hogarth.  Behind,  dimly  lit  by  the  light  of 
the  single  lamp,  looms  the  set  and  impassive  counte- 
nance of  Therese,  with  its  waxen  pallor  and  its 
sombre,  meaning  eyes,  and  the  broad  and  florid 
physiognomy  of  Laurent. 

It  is  astonishing  that  any  one  should  write  such 
a  book  as  this  ;  it  is  still  more  astonishing  that 
any  one  should  dramatize  such  a  book  ;  and  it  is 
most  astonishing  that  people  should  act  such  a 
drama.  But  Mrs.  Potter  has  always  been  an 
astonishing  person.  In  the  beginning  she  aston- 
ished society  by  going  on  the  stage.  Then  she 
astonished  the  stage  by  saying  that  she  was  going 
to  elevate  it.  Then  she  astonished  everybody 
generally  by  acting  Shakespeare's  Cleopatra,  a  part 
before  which  the  shining  lights  of  the  drama  have 
felt  themselves  afraid,  And  lastly  she  has  aston- 
ished the  world  at  large  by  choosing  to  appear  in 
a  dramatization  of  "Therese  Raquin,"  which  has 
been  largely  advertised  as  a  drama  that  was  highly 
sensational  and  immoral. 

In  the  first  two  acts,  Mrs.  Potter  has  very  little  to 
do  except  sit  on  one  side  of  the  stage  knitting,  turn 
her  back  to  the  audience,  or  throw  fierce  looks  at 
Mr.  KyrU  P^llew.  Every  now  and  then,  when 
tin  :i.e"wholc  stage  left  to  themselves,  they 


fly  into  each  other's  arms  and  murmur  sweet  noth- 
ings in  such  deep,  sepulchral  tones  of  high  tragedy 
that  one  wonders  the  whole  Passage  du  Pont-Neuf 
is  not  let  into  the  secret  of  their  young  loves. 

They  evidently  both  have  it  heavily  on  their 
consciences,  not  that  they  are  doing  wrong,  but 
that  they  are  engaged  in  a  very  melodramatic  in- 
trigue, and  the  tragic  note  must  be  sounded  in 
every  scene.  Mrs.  Potter  gives  the  tragic  note 
continually  ;  when  she  sits  by  the  table  knitting  the 
stocking,  and  gazes  suddenly  sideways  up  at  Mr. 
Bellew  from  under  her  tawny  sweep  of  hair  ; 
when  she  loiters  across  the  stage  and,  leaning  her 
arm  on  the  mantel,  stares  darkly  down  into  the  tea- 
kettle on  the  hob,  as  though  once  again  there  was 
"  death  in  the  pot"  ;  but  most  resolutely  does  she 
give  it  when  she  speaks.  The  most  common- 
place sentences  thrill  with  a  deep,  vibrant  meaning 
when  delivered  by  Mrs.  Potter  in  a  mysterious, 
hollow  contralto.  "The  stairs  are  damp  and  they 
creak,"  sounds,  when  she  says  it,  as  if  she  were 
delivering  sentence  of  death  over  Laurent.  She  is 
like  George  Osborne,  who,  when  he  leaned  for- 
ward to  ask  his  partner  if  she  would  take  an  ice, 
is  described  as  having  the  air  of  asking  her  to 
elope  with  him  that  evening. 

Mr.  Bellew  gives  the  tragic  note  with  less  energy 
than  Mrs.  Potter.  He  has  no  tawny  hair  to  sweep 
back  over  his  brow  with  an  impetuous,  feverish 
hand,  and  does  not  cast  looks  full  of  dark  and  dire- 
ful meaning  at  the  audience  when  his  victim  is 
alluded  to.  He  is  sad  under  his  weight  of  guilt, 
and  leans  a  great  deal  on  the  convenient  mantel- 
piece, without  which  The'rese  and  Laurent  would 
find  it  difficult  to  be  so  desperately  tragic.  When 
describing  the  last  moments  of  Camille  on  the  ill- 
fated  boating  excursion,  his  voice  thrills  more  with 
melancholy  than  with  mysterious  melodramatic 
inflections,  and  he  repeats  Camille's  last  enigmati- 
cal remark,  "  The  soup  is  cold,"  with  tender  de- 
jection. 

The  third  act  is  what  is  called  in  plays  of  this 
kind  a  "strong  scene."  In  this  there  is  much 
agony,  and  anguish,  and  despair,  and  hatred,  and 
frenzy,  and  remorse,  and  love.  Collins's  ' '  Ode  to  the 
Passions  "  does  not  call  up  a  more  formidable  array 
of  those  emotions  which  devastate  the  soul.  Mrs. 
Potter,  in  this  scene,  dons  a  long  and  picturesque 
gown  of  orange  color,  her  auburn  locks  float  upon 
her  shoulders,  and,  entrancingly  disposed  in  along, 
comfortable  chair  before  the  dying  fire,  she  pro- 
ceeds to  suffer  those  excruciating  pangs  of  terror 
that  were  the  punishment  of  sin  with  which  M. 
Zola  thought  best  to  scourge  her  dark  and  defiant 
spirit. 

To  a  person  who  had  not  read  the  book,  it  would 
be  a  little  difficult  to  imagine  what  the  particular 
horrors  were  that  seemed  to  possess  the  unhappy 
bride  and  bridegroom.  The  ghost  of  Camille  is 
not  openly  and  honestly  apostrophized  as  Banquo's 
is,  for  example,  and  to  depict  for  the  edification  of 
an  unenlightened  audience  just  those  tremors  and 
spasms  of  throttling,  nervous  terror  and  sick  dread 
that  shook  the  guilty  pair  is  beyond  the  power  of 
much  greater  artists  than  Mrs.  Potter  or  Mr. 
Bellew.  The  efforts  at  careless  conversation,  the 
sudden  outbursts  into  terrified  frenzy,  the  frantic 
manner  in  which  Mr.  Bellew  clasps  Mrs.  Potter  to 
his  manly  'breast,  while  Mrs.  Potter's  hair  falls 
down  and  her  long,  orange  gown  sweeps  out  along 
the  carpet,  and  then  she  as  suddenly  casts  him  from 
her  and  falls  on  the  ground  With  a  wild  shriek,  are 
very  puzzling  to  the  spectator  who  does  not  know 
that  Therese  and  Laurent  are  the  victims  of  that 
dreadful  form  of  mental  sickness  that  the  common 
herd  call  "  the  horrors." 

When,  finally,  Laurent's  eyes  fall  upon  Camille's 
picture,  the  horrors  culminate  in  a  breathless 
paroxysm  of  fear.  This — viewing  Camille's  por- 
trait— is  not  in  the  least  surprising  ;  the  only  sur- 
prising thing  is  that  Laurent  did  not  feel  like  that 
long  before,  when  the  picture  was  staring  him  in 
the  face  in  all  its  grewsome  ugliness.  Therese,  too, 
is  struck  chill  at  the  sight  of  that  deadly  work  of 
art,  and  that  they  should  fall  into  attitudes  of  grace- 
ful terror  before  it,  is  one  of  the  most  natural  and 
human  things  they  do  in  the  whole  course  of  the 
play. 

In  the  choice  of  this  drama  Mrs.  Potter  shows 
either  that  unfortunate  lack  of  judgment  that  char- 
acterized her  selection  of  former  plays,  or  the  de- 
sire to  appear  in  a  piece  which  would  attract  by 
its  appeal  to  all  that  is  morbid,  low,  and  brutal  in 
the  spectator.  Let  us  believe  it  is  the  former,  and 
suggest  to  her  that  she  allow  some  person,  who 
better  understands  her  and  what  ability  she  pos- 
sesses, to  select  her  plays  in  future.  Mrs.  Potter 
has  a  pretty,  charming  face,  a  beautiful  smile,  a 
good  deal  of  fascination  of  manner  and  grace  of 
style.  She  is  one  of  the  few  actresses  now  on  the 
stage  who  have  moved  in  good  society  and  know 
how  a  lady  looks,  and  talks,  and  acts,  and  moves. 
In  the  dramas  of  the  drawing-room,  she  would 
have  the  advantage  of  knowing  what  the  life  of 
drawing-rooms  really  is  over  every  other  actress  on 
the  English-speaking  stage,  except,  perhaps,  Mrs. 
Kendal  and  Mrs.  Langtry.  These  plays  are  gen- 
erally light,  gay,  and  do  not  tax  greatly  the 
dramatic  ability  of  the  star.  Let  Mrs.  Potter  con- 
fine herself  to  such  plays  as  these,  and  she  may 
yet  make  a  name  for  herself  that  is  based  on  some- 
thing more  individual  and  substantial  than  that  she 
was  once  a  belle  in  New  York  society  and  bears  the 


name   of  one  of  the  most  dignified  and   honored 
families  in  the  United  States. 

For  her  to  appear  in  such  a-  type  of  melodrama 
as  "Therese"  is  a  deplorable  mistake.  She  has 
no  romance  and  no  dramatic  fire.  Her  intensity  is 
the  outward  mimicry  of  such  cheap,  stagey,  flashy 
transports  as  one  may  find  in  the  pages  of  the 
meritricious,  illiterate  novels  of  the  clap-trap  lady 
novelist.  To  strive  for  dramatic  intensity  and  fire 
when  it  is  utterly  absent  is  as  useless  and  futile  as 
striving  to  change  the  color  of  one's  eyes.  Let 
Mrs.  Potter  give  up  the  intense,  the  fiery,  the  dra- 
matic, and  take  to  the  drama  of  society — laughter, 
gayety,  and  dainty  lightness — and  she  may  yet  re- 
deem her  Cleopatra  and  make  a  name  for  herself. 


STAGE    GOSSIP. 


Helen  Bertram  will  originate  the  principal  part  in 
Reginald  de  Koven's  new  opera,  "  Rob  Roy." 

Henry  E.  Dixey  has  made  up  his  mind  to  devote 
his  time  to  an  entertainment  tour  a  la  George  Gros- 
smith.     He  will  give  his  famous  imitations. 

There  will  be  only  a  few  more  performances  of 
"Dick  Turpin"  at  the  Tivoli  Opera  House,  for 
there  will  soon  be  an  elaborate  revival  of  "  Rip 
Van  Winkle." 

For  his  second  week  at  the  Baldwin,  John  Drew 
announces  "  The  Masked  Ball,"  the  play  in  which 
he  made  his  first  appearance  as  a  star,  and  "  Chris- 
topher, Jr.,"  will  be  given  during  his  third  and  last 
week. 

The  Empire  Theatre  Stock  Company,  from  the 
Empire  Theatre  in  New  York,  is  to  follow  John 
Drew  at  the  Baldwin  Theatre.  It  will  present 
"Sowing  the  Wind,"  "Liberty  Hall,"  and  other 
successes  of  the  past  winter. 

The  company  which  will  support  John  Drew 
during  his  engagement  at  the  Baldwin  Theatre 
comprises  Maud  Adams,  Anna  Belmont,  Kate 
Meek,  Olive  Berkeley,  Lillian  Florence,  Louis 
Baker,  Harry  Harwood,  Leslie  Allen,  Arthur 
Byron,  and  Frank  Lamb. 

Among  the  engagements  at  the  Baldwin  Theatre 
after  that  of  Mr.  Drew,  are  those  of  Henderson's 
American  Extravaganza  Company  in  "Aladdin, 
Jr.,"  Charles  Frohman's  company  in  "Charlie's 
Aunt,"  the  Kendals  in  "  The  Second  Mrs.  Tan- 
queray,"  and  young  Salvini. 

John  Drew  will  make  his  first  appearance  here  as 
a  star  on  Monday  evening  at  the  Baldwin  Theatre. 
The  play  for  his  first  week  is  "  The  Butterflies,"  a 
society  comedy  by  Henry  Guy  Carleton.  It  has 
been  well  received  wherever  it  has  been  given  since 
the  original  production  in  Boston  last  winter. 

Another  of  Harrigan's  delightful  Mulligan  series 
will  follow  "  The  Leather  Patch  "  at  the  California 
Theatre  on  Monday  night.  It  is  "  Cordelia's  As- 
pirations," in  which  Cordelia  aspires  to  be  a  leader 
of  society.  Though  the  theme  is  similar  to  that  of 
"  Reilly  and  the  400,"  it  is  a  much  better  play  than 
the  latter. 

Hoey's  new  play,  "The  Flams,"  written  by  the 
Paultons,  details  the  adventures  of  Lords  Marma- 
duke  and  Cornelius  Flam,  two  characters  of  the 
same  type  as  Old  Hoss  and  I.  McCorker,  who 
scheme  their  way  into  society  in  the  guise  of  En- 
glish lords.  John  C.  Rice  is  to  be  Hoey's  partner 
in  the  play. 

Daniel  Frohman's  Lyceum  Stock  Company  for 
next  season  will  be  made  up  as  follows  :  Georgia 
Cayvan,  Katharine  Florence,  Bessie  Tyree,  Mrs. 
Walcot,  Mrs.  Whiffen,  Maud  Odell,  Maud  Venner, 
Ida  Aubrey,  Herbert  Kelcey,  W.  J.  Le  Moyne, 
Charles  Walcot,  Walter  S.  Hale,  Fritz  Williams, 
Ferdinand  Gottschalk,  Charles  J.  Bell,  Robert 
Weed,  Ernest  Tarleton,  David  Elmer,  and  Walter 
Buckland. 

Bernard  Shaw,  the  author  of  "Arms  and  the 
Man,"  is,  to  give  him  his  full  title,  George  Bernard 
Shaw,  and  he  is  one  of  the  cleverest  men  in  Lon- 
don. A  rank  socialist — of  the  variety  that  does  not 
despise  clean  linen — he  is  a  member  of  the  Fabian 
Society,  and  is  supposed  to  pose  in  a  composite 
portrait  in  Mrs.  Humphry  Ward's  "  Marcella." 
He  is  a  wit  with  a  sharp  tongue,  and  is  almost  as 
constantly  in  hot  water  as  James  O'Neill  Whistler, 
his  latest  row  being  with  W.  H.  Mallock,  the  well- 
known  novelist  and  essayist. 

Charles  Froh man  has  adopted  a  new  plan  in  buy- 
ing plays  in  the  European  market.  Of  the  four 
new  plays  he  tried  last  winter,  "  Fanny  "  and  "  The 
Other  Man"  were  untried  and  they  proved  failures, 
while  "  Charlie's  Aunt"  and  "  Sowing  the  Wind," 
which  he  had  seen  on  the  English  stage,  were 
tremendous  successes  in  New  York  as  in  London. 
Now  Mr.  Frohman  will  not  buy  a  play  he  has  not 
seen  acted,  and  before  he  went  over  to  London  on 
his  present  trip,  he  sent  word  to  aspiring  dramatists 
that  they  can  submit  plays  to  him  only  by  regular 
performances  or  trial  matinees. 

Henry  Irving  was  left  without  a  leading  man  by 
William  Terriss's  determination  to  return  to  melo- 
drama at  the  Adelphi  with  Miss  Millward,  and  has 
come  to  America  for  the  man  to  take  the  vacant 
place.  He  has  chosen  Mr.  Vanderfelt,  who  had 
just  signed  a  two  year's  contract  with  Julia  Mar- 


lowe, but  as  the  latter  has  decided  to  have  her  new 
husband,  Mr.  Taber,  act  leading  parts  with  her 
hereafter,  matters  were  easily  arranged  to  the  satis- 
faction of  all  concerned.  Julia  Marlowe,  by  the 
way,  has  just  had  her  name  changed  by  act  of 
legislature  to  Julia  Marlowe  Taber.  Before  her 
marriage,  it  was  Sarah  Frances  Frost. 


A    SPLENDID    IDEA. 

Clinker  is  visiting  his  friends,  Mr.  and  Mrs. 
Twickenham,  in  their  new  country  home. 
TIME.— Early  evening.     Sc.EKE.—  The  piazza. 

Clinker — There's  no  use  talking,  you've  got  a 
nice  place. 

Twickenham— We  think  so.  I  tell  you,  when 
a  man  comes  out  of  a  hot,  dusty  city  he  can  appre- 
ciate this  fine  air. 

Mrs.  Twickenham— Yes  ;  I  can't  begin  to  tell 
you  what  comfort  my  husband  takes  here. 

Clinker — I  can  understand  it.  I  feel  belter 
already. 

Twickenham— Of  course  you  do.  But  let  me 
tell  you,  old  fellow,  you  don't  take  exercise  enough. 
You  ought  to  do  more  hard  work.    Just  look  at  me  ! 

Clinker — Do  you  have  much  chance  to  exer- 
cise? 

Twickenham— Do  I !  Well,  rather.  Why,  I 
really  believe  that  lawn-mower  of  mine  has  saved 
me  a  fit  of  sickness. 

Clinker— That's  a  fact.     I  didn't  think  of  that. 

Twickenham — Now  what  you  need  is  some- 
thing just  like  it.     Do  you  feel  tired,  listless? 

Clinker— Sometimes. 

Twickenham— That's  it.  You  need  a  lawn- 
mower,  and  a  good  big  lawn  like  ours. 

Clinker — I  suppose  it  would  do  me  good. 

Twickenham— I  know  it.  By  Jove  !  I  believe 
I'll  set  you  to  work  on  our  grass  now  ! 

Clinker— Is  it  easy  ? 

Twickenham— Easiest  thing  in  the  world.  I'll 
run  and  get  the  mower. 

Clinker  [to  Mrs.  Twickenham,  nervously] — 
You've  got  a  pretty  big  lawn  here. 

Mrs.  Twickenham— Yes  ;  but  you  would  be 
surprised  to  see  how  quickly  the  grass  can  be  cut. 
It  never  takes  more  than  three-quarters  of  an  hour. 

Twickenham  [returning  with  the  mower] — 
Here  you  are,  old  man.     Come,  get  to  work. 

CLINKER  [not  daring  to  openly  refuse] — I  hope  it 
won't  make  me  lame. 

Twickenham — Nonsense.  Begin  on  this  end, 
and  work  back  and  forth. 

Clinker  [bending  almost  double]— Don't  vou 
think  this  machine  needs  oiling  ? 

Twickenham  —  No,  no  ;  it's  all  right.  Fire 
away.  I'll  go  back  and  watch  you.  Ta,  ta  !  [AV- 
turns  to  his  wife.]     My  dear,  isn't  it  just  splendid  ? 

Mrs.  Twickenham— What  is  splendid? 

Twickenham  [cocking  up  his  feet  and  lighting  a 
cigar] — Why,  splendid  to  think  I  know  so  many 
fellows  in  town.  I  haven't  had  to  cut  that  grass 
since  the  first  week  we  moved  out  here. — Tom 
Masson  in  Hie  Bazar. 


Dyspeptics,  take  comfort !    Ayer's  Sarsaparilla  has 
cured  worse  cases  than  yours. 


At  a  recent  meeting  of  Texas  editors,  the  pro- 
prietor of  a  brewery  sent  a  written  invitation  10 
them  to  come  over  and  inspect  his  establishment. 
Ten  seconds  after  it  was  read,  a  light  dust  might 
have  been  seen  settling  down  on  the  empty  chairs 
in  the  hall — if  there  had  been  anybody  there  to  see 
it.— Ex. 


-H.  C.  Massie— Dentist, 

114  Geary  Street,  San  Francisco. 
Gentle  treatment  assured. 


Mothers  be  sure  and  use  "  Mrs.  Winslow's 
Soothing  Syrup"  for  your  children  while  teething. 


TIVOLI    OPERA    HOUSE. 

Kreling  Bros Proprietors  and  Managers 

Saturday  and  Sunday  Evenings.     Production  of  the  Sea- 
son.    The  Ideal  Romantic  Opera.     Companion 
Piece  to  "  Robin  Hood," 

I3ICH1       TTTH-IE*!!*-: 

Next  Opera .""..KIP  VAN  WINKLE 

Popular  Prices 25  and  50  cents 

BALDWIN    THEATRE. 

Al,  Havman  &  Co Lessees  and  Managers 

Beginning  Monday,  July  16th.     First  Stellar  Advent  of 

-:-    MR.    JOHN     DREW    -:- 

and  His  American  Company  in 

THE     BV  TTE  RFLIES! 

Monday,  July  23d.    Second  Week.  The  Masked  Hall 
Monday,  July  30th TrChristopher,  .Jr. 

CALIFORNIA  THEATRE. 

Al.  Havman  &  Co.,  Lessees  |  S.  H.  Friedlander,  Mgr. 

Week  of  July  16th.     Every  evening,  including  Sunday. 
Matinee  Saturday.     Heats  them  all. 

MR.    EDWARD    HARRICAN 

In    His  Great  Original   Character,   "Dan  Mulligan"    in 
-:-     CORDELIA'S    ASPIRATION'S    -:- 

Unique  Stage  Effects  and  Novelties.     Entirely  New  Scen- 

cry  for  this  Production. 

LOUIS    CREPAUX, 

MEMBER  OF  THE  PARIS  GRAND  OPERA 

Begs  to  announce  that  he  has  re-opened  his 

SCHOOL    OF    SINGING. 

Reception  Hours,   Daily,  from  5  to  6.     GO*   Ellis  St. 


July  16,  1S94. 


THE        ARGONAUT. 


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$35,000. 

BY  ORDER  OF 

FRANK   M.   PIXLEY,   ESQ. 

We  are  authorized  to  offer 

FOR    SALE 

-HIS- 

Country  Place 

CORTE   MADERA 

Marin  County. 

210  Acres 

Beautifully  timbered.  On  line 
X orth  Pacific  Coast  Railroad.  Only 
forty  minutes  from  foot  of  Market 
St.,  San  Francisco,  twelve  and  one- 
half  miles  in  distance ;  six  miles 
from  San  Rafael. 

A  few  minutes  walk  to  Larkspur 
Hotel. 


Beautiful  Climate.  Sheltered 
by  Mount  Tamalpais. 

NO  FOGS. 

NO  WINDS 

Water  abundant.  Stone  reservoir 
of  85,000  gallons;  can  be  increased 
to  ten  times  the  capacity  at  small 
expense.  Buildings  on  place  are 
an  old-fashioned,  broad  - porched 
Residence,  Farm  Cottage,  Spacious 
Barn,  Coach  House,  Corrals,  Dairy 
House,  Etc. 

-WOULD  BE  A  GRAND  PIACE  FOB  A 

Gentleman's  Country  Home 

Or  could  be  subdivided  into  villa 

lots,  and  would  pay  a  handsome 

profit   on    the  low  price  at 

which  it  is  now  offered. 

TERY     EASY     TERMS 

Can  be  arranged  if  desired. 

For  any  further  particulars  apply 
to 

SHAINWALD,  BUCKBEE  &  CO., 

318-220  Montgomery   St.,  Mills  Building,  S.  F. 


Heald's  Business  College 

GRADUATES      FOR      YEAR       ENDING 
JUNE  30,  1894. 


The  following  students  graduated  from  Heald's 
Business  College  during  the  year  ending  June  30, 
1894.  As  in  previous  years,  and  notwithstanding 
the  great  commercial  depression,  a  very  large  num- 
ber were  immediately  absorbed  by  the  business 
world. 

The  list  does  not  include  the  many  pupils  who, 
from  various  causes,  have  not  taken  the  final  exam- 
inations necessary  for  graduation. 

The  graduates  whose  names  are  marked  with 
stars  are  in  positions. 

BUSINESS  DEPARTMENT. 

*May  Littlefield,  city  ;  Clark  Asa  Hewlett,  Oakland, 
Cal.;  Agnes  Whooten,  Redwood  City,  Cal.;  *W.  H. 
Rodden,  San  Bernardino,  Cal.;  *James  T.  Harding, 
city ;  *Shirley  Johnson,  city  ;  Edw.  G.  Gait,  El  Dorado, 
Cal.;  Rose  A.  Smith,  Vallejo,  Cal.;  J.  P.  Sulivan,  city; 
*Henry  P.  De  Corse,  Yuma,  Ariz.;  John  J.  Dempsy, 
Santa  Rosa,  Cal.;  Emma  H.  Hilmer,  Fresno,  Cal.; 
Frank  J.  Dempsy,  Santa  Rosa,  Cal.;  Albert  A.  Wilson, 
Pescadero,  Cal.;  Eugene  Montevaldo,  Pescadero,  Cal.; 
Herman  M.  Levy,  city;  Amasa  S.  Bryant,  Bridgeport, 
Cal.;  F.  A.  Esquivel,  Vacaville,  Cal.;  J.  M.  Freeman, 
Oakland,  Cal.;  *C.  J,  McCarthy,  Ireland  ;  *Juliet 
Boido,  Guaymas,  Mex.;  *E.  D.  Bean,  city;  John  L. 
Stubbs,  Lower  Lake,  Cal.;  Robert  E.  McDonald,  French 
Gulch,  Cal.;  Mary  L.  Davison,  Medford,  Or.;  Alvin 
Judd,  city;  *Geo.  H.  Garrison,  Forest  Hill,  Cal.;  Ed.  B. 
Starr,  Oro  Fino,  Cal.;  Miles  S.  Ferrara,  Decoto,  Cal.; 
Willie  Baumgarten,  Tehama,  Cal.;  *Joseph  Lopez,  San 
Luis  Obispo,  Cal.;  *Frank  D.  McGinn,  city  ;  *Josephine 
Dufficy,  San  Rafael,  Cal.;  *Mary  H.  Mondon,  San 
Rafael,  Cal.;  Ella  Henley.  Petaluma,  Cal.;  Realto  Bur- 
ton, Fort  Jones;  *August  H.  Denke,  Alameda,  Cal; 
*Rutherford  Beaton,  city;  *Jeanetta  Ott,  Santa  Bar- 
bara, Cal.;  A.  F.  Guinasso,  city;  *Geo.  W.  Boido, 
Guaymas,  Mex.;  Banyer  Davis,  city;  W.  H.  Kirsten, 
city;  *Jas.  Wm.  McClellan,  Martinez,  Cal.;  *S.  D. 
Sutton,  city;  Claude  H.  Nichols,  Hollister,  Cal.;  Daniel 
Donovan,  Drytown,  Cal.;  Silvia  Codoni,  Tocaloma, 
Cal.;  James  E.  Warrington,  Salinas,  Cal.;  Acton  Haven, 
Novato,  Cal,;  'Wm,  H.  Pyburn,  Jr.,  Salinas,  Cal.;  Geo. 
W.  Rosekrans,  city;  R.  L.  Wagner,  city;  J.  J.  Codoni, 
Tocaloma,  Cal.;  J.  R.  Williams,  city;  Delos  R.  Noble, 
Petaluma,  Cal. ;  Isador  Remheimer,  city ;  *Sylvia 
Moore,  city  ;  Wm.  R.  Twamley,  city  ;  Ida  Munro,  city  ; 
Ellen  A.  Stone,  city;  *Sam  Jacoby,  city;  Thos.  Mc- 
Cudden,  Vallejo,  Cal.;  Gus.  Schoenfeld,  city;  Rodney  P. 
Snider,  Vallejo,  Cal.;  *Isabel  A.  Little,  city  ;  Carlos  A. 
Mina,  Santa  Ana,  Salvador;  Wm.  C.  Crook,  Jr.,Makawao, 
H.  I.;  R.  J.  Dennemark,  City;  Mary  C.  Dorris,  Alturas, 
Cal.;  *Jas.  R.  Quick,  Patterson,  Cal.;  Arthur  Goslinger, 
city;  *Jas.  W.  Mulcahy,  city;  *Minnie  Brown,  city; 
Harry  Chadbourne,  Pleasanton,  Cal. ;  J.  Hammerschlag, 
city;  *Anna  Zerfing,  San  Luis  Obispo,  Cal.;  Ed.  M. 
Morton,  city ;  '"Chas.  H.  Rilse,  Yuma,  Ariz. ;  Ella  C. 
Hussey,  You  Bet,  Cal. ;  Chas.  H.  Lauer,  Omaha,  Neb. ; 
*Anna  T.  Deeney,  city  ;  Thos.  J.  Powers,  city  ;  John  O. 
McCallum,  Willows,  Cal.;  Michael  W.  Smith,  Empire 
City  ;  Louise  A.  Bricca,  city ;  Timothy  V.  Corcoran, 
Benicia,  Cal.;  Wm.  F.  Stelling,  city;  Alex.  R.  Larson, 
Berkeley,  Cal.  ;  J.  H.  Dooling,  Hollister,  Cal.;  Marion 
J.  Limbaugh,  Woobridge,  Cal.;  James  M.  Eva,  city; 
■"Alfred  E.  Sbarboro,  city;  Walter  Oesterreicher,  Ala- 
meda, Cal.;  *J.  C.  Reimers,  city;  Clara  Kellner,  Berke- 
ley, Cal. ;  *Henry  Atzeroth,  city  ;  Ramon  Avila,  Fresno, 
Cal. ;  Everett  Barry,  Redwood  City.  Cal. ;  Walter  Lane, 
Oro  Fino,  Cal. ;  *Georgie  Hurney,  city ;  Maude  M. 
Getz,  city ;  *Edna  Gibson,  city ;  Lizzie  A.  Lauer, 
Omaha,  Neb.;  *Chas,  H,  Dobel,  city;  Joseph  Lewis, 
Sausalito,  Cal.;  Flora  Nicholson,  Vallejo,  Cal.;  Jos.  J. 
Geary,  city ;  Jules  E.  Didier,  Alameda,  Cal. ;  *Maud  M. 
Elliott,  Winnemucca,  Nev. ;  Wm.  Rogers,  Bristol, 
Tenn.  ;  I.  P.  Moore,  Pleasanton,  Cal.  ;  *Jos.  D.  Regan, 
city ;  *Edw.  M.  Kelly,  Salinas,  Cal.  ;  Geo.  E.  Allen, 
Sutter  Creek,  Cal.;  Harry  T.  Bailey,  Pleasanton,  Cal. ; 
*George  Maggio,  city ;  Lily  T.  Swales,  city ;  *Paui 
Lehndorff,  city  ;  Jos.  B.  Wootten,  Linden,  Cal. ;  *F.  E. 
Wheeler,  Riverside,  Cal.;  *Henry  von  Tagen,  Martinez, 
Cal.  ;  Robt.  L.  Cooper,  Winters,  Cal.  ;  John  F.  Davies, 
Carbonodo,  Cal.;  Jessie  J.  Gross,  city;  Sadie  May 
Brooks,  Berkeley,  Cal.  ;  J.  F.  Agee,  Dixon,  Cal.  ;  Law- 
rence P.  Hounhan,  San  Luis  Obispo,  Cal. ;  *Hattie 
Samuels,  Lincoln,  Cal.;  *Henry  Windt,  city;  H.  C. 
Fuller,  Kremlin,  Cal.;  J.  B.  Brown,  city;  James  E. 
Jaeger,  Oahu,  H.  I. ;  *J.  M.  Pike,  city  ;  Ella  Eastman, 
Walnut  Grove,  Cal.  ;  Louise  Hippen,  San  Mateo,  Cal.  ; 
Arthur  Nelson,  city  ;  Maggie  E.  Sheean,  city  ;  Herbert 
Davidson,  city;  *Roger  J.  Scanlan,  Oakland,  Cal.; 
John  C.  Barnard,  Ventura,  Cal.  ;  C.  Huntington  Wight, 
Cornwall,  Cal.  ;  *Alf.  G.  Harms,  Pleasanton,  Cal;  *Wm. 
Hengo  Abramsky,  city  ;  *Loretti  M.  Sandi,  Hollister, 
Cal.;  *Lily  W.  Goodman,  city;  Ernest  Scossa,  Wood- 
fords,  Cal.  ;  Eliza  Holmes,  city  ;  Belle  Crichton,  city  ; 
Lillie  Berg,  Eureka,  Nev. ;  Mary  G.  Smith,  city  ;  Nora 
Cleary,  city ;  *Annie  A.  Power,  city ;  Ebba  L.  An- 
derson, city;  *Louis  J.  Henrioulle,  San  Mateo,  Cal; 
Fritz  Geo.  Crist.  Oakland,  Cal.;  *Alb.  S.  Goldsmith,  city; 
Thos.  B.  Adam,  Santa  Maria,  Cal.;  *Chris.  J.  Bauer, 
city;  WilbUr  C.  Beard,  Estrella,  Cal.;  Alf.  L.  Burgan, 
Napa,  Cal.;  Henry  Mallory,  San  Luis  Obispo,  Cal.; 
Chas.  N.  Taylor,  city ;  Guy  L.  Reed,  Middletown,  Cal.; 
Anna  B.  Moser,  city;  Paul  Cavala,  Los  Banos,  Cal.; 
J  as.  Cunningham,  city;  Horace  Merrill,  Prescott,  Ariz.; 
Albert  Sullenger,  Brentwood,  Cal.;  *John  H,  Robinson, 
Prescott,  Ariz.;  Chas.  A.  Peters,  Dixon,  Cal.;  John  M. 
Pfister,  Pinole,  Cal.;  Frank  j.  Zimmer,  Reno,  Nev.; 
♦Samuel  M.  Rothchild,  city  ;  Mary  E.  Whelan,  Virginia 
City,  Nev.;  Henry  M.  Corthay,  St.  Helena,  Cal.;  Cecil 
Fugler,  Santa  Maria,  Cal.;  Chas.  Gumbel,  city;  *Annie 
M.  Hinck,  city;  'Frank  J.  McHenry,  San  Luis  Obispo, 
Cal.;  Wm.  W.  Imrie,  Napa,  Cal.;  Earnest  F.  Mast,  Pope 
Valley,  Cal.;  Otto  E.  Scheerer,  city  ;  Juliet  F.  Wohlfield, 
city;  Herbert  Gilbert,  Modesto,  Cal.;  Clara  Dieterich, 
Empire  City,  Nev.;  Joseph  Gately,  San  Pablo,  Cal.; 
Wallace  Rutherford,  Calistoga,  Cal.;  Albert  Ellis,  city; 
Bert  Winchell,  Vallejo  ;  Laura  M.  Barnes,  Arroyo  Grande; 
Wm.  F.  Tucke,  Sheridan,  Nev.;  Elmer  N.  Clark,  Salinas, 
Cal. 

♦Students  marked  with  a  star  are  hi  posi- 
tions. 


SHORTHAND  DEPARTMENT. 

*Chas.  E.  Bigelow,  city ;  Gilbert  D.  Bell,  city;  *Annie 
Carpenter,  San  Luis  Obispo,  Cal.;  *Wm.  J.  Curtin.city; 
May  R.  Cook,  city;  *Editb  C.  Cox,  city  ;  *Jas.  H.  Day, 
Bridgeport,  Cal.;  *Emma  Dieckhon",  city;  *F.  W.  Dob- 
bel,  Stockton,  Cal.;  'Josephine  L.  Dufficy,  San  Rafael, 
Cal.;  'Alice  M.  Farmer,  Red  Bluff,  Cal.;  'Abe  Friedman, 
city;  'Curtis  L.  Gomez,  Ensenada,  Lower  Cal,;  'Flor- 
ence Gray,  city  ;  'Ben.  H.  Graves,  city  ;  Emma  Hilmer, 
Fresno,  Cal.;  'Andrew  Jacobson,  city  ;  'John  A.  John- 
son, Fisherman's  Bay,  Cal.;  Mrs.  Rebecca  Jackson, 
Fresno,  Cal.;  'Shirley  W.  Johnson,  city;  'Elizabeth 
Jenks,  Edna,  Cal.;  *Wm.  Kuhne,  city;  Chas.  Lindsey, 
Ball's  Ferry,  Cal.;  'Bernard  Lepachet,  city  ;  'Marguerite 
McNainara,  Healdsburg,  Cal.;  'Frank  D.  McGinn,  city; 
'J.S.Mee,  San  Bernardino  ;  'Annie  McDonough,  Vallejo, 
Cal.;  'Frank  Nantz,  city;  'Jeanetta  Ott,  Santa  Barbara, 
Cal.;  Frank  B.  O'Reilly,  city  ;  'Mamie  Piver,  Sea  View, 
Cal.:  'Ernest  W.  Porter,  San  Mateo,  Cal.;  'Margie  A. 
Sefnn,  city;  Rose  Smith,  Vallejo;  Cal.;  'Flora  M. 
Tracy,  San  Luis  Obispo,  Cal.;  'Matilda  Vermeil,  city ; 
'Ernil  J.  Wieland,  city;  'Fred  Westphal,  Oakland, 
Cal.;  'Anna  Zerfing,  San  Luis  Obispo,  Cal.;  'Min- 
nie Burke,  Virginia  City,  Nev.  ;  'Letitia  Barsotti, 
city  ;  Tessie  Graney,  city  ;  'Ella  Lagoni,  city  ;  'Sylvia 
E.  Moore,  city  ;  'Con.  H.  McCarthy,  Ireland  ;  'Ella  Sol- 
omon, city ;  Daisy  Smith,  city ;  'May  Skofield,  city ; 
Jennie  Ryan,  city;  Alonzo  Winans,  Vallejo,  Cal.;  Sadie 
Brooks,  Berkeley,  Cal.;  'Emma  A.  Browne,  Bolinas, 
Cal.;  'Minnie  Brown,  city;  'Ella  Callinan,  city;  Susie 
Stewart,  Placerville,  Cal.;  Belle  Chrichton,  city;  'Mollie 


Coffin,  city;  Jno.  C.  Duchow,  Jr.,  Sonora,  Cal.;  'Anna 
Deeney,  city;  Ella  Forsyth,  city;  'Jessie  L.  Gordon, 
city;  'Lily  W.  Goodman,  city;  'Mrs.  Anna  Gutheil, 
city;  Albert  Goldsmith,  city;  'Edna  Gibson,  city; 
'Georgie  Hurney,  city;  'Fred  C.  Hart,  city  ;*  Ada 
Halket,  Salt  Lake  city;  Eliza  Holmes,  city;  *Ed.  M. 
Jones,  Ross  Valley,  Cal.;  'Jennie  Kivell,  city ;  Anna 
Moser,  city ;  B.  F.  Miller,  Valley  Ford,  Cal.;  'Frank  D. 
McGinn,  city;  *Jas.  Mulcahey,  city;  Nellie  Mahouey, 
city;  'Annie  Power,  city;*Jas.  R.  Quick.  Patterson, 
Cal.;  *Jno.  C.  Reimers,  city ;  Minnie  Smith,  city ; 
♦Roger  Scanlan.  Oakland;  'Frank  1.  Woodbury,  Weav- 
erville,  Cal.;  Emily  Wood,  Albany,  Or.;  Nora  Cleary. 
city  ;  Emil  H.  Granz,  Fresno,  Cal.;  Jacob  M.  Pike,  city ; 
Joseph  G.  Geary,  city  ;  Clara  Kellner,  Berkeley,  Cal.; 
Mary  Kevlin,  city;  'May  Littlefield,  city;  Belle  Mc- 
Master,  Antioch,  Cal.;  Mary  McEntee,  Berkeley.  Cal.; 
Eleanor  F.  Martin,  city  ;  Thomas  Powers,  city ;  Wm.  R. 
Rogers,  Montgomery,  Va.;  Rodney  P.  Snider,  Vallejo  ; 
Kate  Sullivan,  city ;  Charles  N.Taylor,  city;  Henry  L. 
Thompson,  Sonoma,  Cal.;  Mabel  E.  Vance,  Yreka,  Cal.; 
Laura  E.  Woodin,  Benicia,  Cal.;  Julia  Wohlfield,  city ; 
'Annie  Hinck,  city. 

*  Students  marked  with  a  star  ar 
tions. 


in  posi< 


TELEGRAPHIC    DEPARTMENT. 

'Minnie  Burke,  Virginia  City,  Nev.;  Elizabeth  Wefer- 
ling,  Lockwood,  Cal.;  *M.  Burnett,  city;  *C.  H.  Adams, 
Menlo  Park,  Cal.;  Lilian  Wright,  Carson,  Nev.;  Lily  A. 
Fogarty,  Alturas,  Cal.;  Arthur  Chenowith,  Mt.  Olivet, 
Cal.;  Debbie  Lyle,  Honolulu,  H.  I.;  Kitty  Tyrrell,  Oak- 
land, Cal.;  Gus  C.  Lindow,  Oakland,  Cal.;  Wm.  Abbott, 
city. 

'Students  marked  with  a  star  are  in  posi- 
tions. 


If  you  have  a  good  thing,  don't  be 
afraid  to  say  so.  (If  you  haven't,  you 
ought  not  to  be  in  business.)  If  you  seem 
afraid  of  your  goods,  your  would-be  cus- 
tomers will  be  no  less  so  of  you.  Avoid 
the  other  extreme.  Stop  when  you  have 
said  enough.  Don't  let  the  goods  belie 
the  description.— IV.  H.  Eastman. 


DCCLXIV.— Bill  of  Fare  for  Six  Persons,  Sunday, 

July  15,  1894. 

Cream  of  Cauliflower  Soup. 

Fried  Oysters.     Cold  Slaw. 

Mutton  Chops,  011a  Podrida  Sauce. 

Green  Peas.     Summer  Squash. 
Roast  Chickens.     Saratoga  Chips. 
Asparagus,  Mayonnaise  Dressing. 
Raspberries,  Whipped  Cream. 
Fancy  Cakes. 
Coffee. 
Mutton  Chops,  Olla  Podrida  Sauce.— Place  a  large 
frying-pan  on  the  range  until  it  becomes  very  hot,  then 
put  in  a  tablespoon  fa  1  of  butter  to  brown.     Have  your 
chops   dipped    in    Hour   and   salted  and  peppered  ;  place 
them  in  the  pan   and  fry  until  a  rich  brown  color.     An 
hour  before  cooking  the  chops,  take  a  small  saucepan,  put 
in  two  gills  of  lamb,  roast  beef,  or  veal  gravy,  half  an  onion, 
two  tomatoes,  and   a  small  sprig  of  parsley,  all  chopped 
fine ;    add    one    small    tablespoon ful    of    Worcestershire 
sauce,   salt,  pepper,  two  gills  of  boiling  water,  one  tea- 
spoonful  of  meat  extract,  and  a  butter-ball  of  one  table- 
spoonful  of  butter  and  one  of  flour.     When  your  chops 
are  cooked,  strain   the  sauce  over  them  and  simmer  five 
minutes. 


—  Knox's  Sparkling  Gelatine  received 
the  only  medal  at  World's  Fair.  The  new  granu- 
lated package  dissolves  in  two  minutes.  Makes  one 
pint  more  jelly  than  shred.     Ask  your  grocer  for  iu 


—The  steamer  "  Meteor,"  FORMERLY  OWNED 
by  the  Carson  and  Tahoe  Lumber  and  Fluming 
Company,  and  so  well  and  favorably  known  by  all 
who  have  visited  Lake  Tahoe,  has  been  fitted  up 
for  passenger  service,  and  will  make  regular  daily 
trips  on  and  after  July  1st.  The  Meteor  is  the  only 
steamer  making  the  entire  circuit  of  the  lake,  both 
from  Tahoe  City,  Cal.,  and  Glenbrook,  Nev. 


Thousands  of  mothers  give  their  children  Sta?d- 
man's  Soothing  Powders  during  the  teething  period 


Dr.  E.  O.  Cochrane,  Dentist,  850  Market, 
cor.  Stockton  (over  drug  store).    Office  hours,  9  to  5. 


THE  ARGONAUT  CLUBBING  LIST  FOR  1894 


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Honorably  discharged  soldiers  and  sailors  who  served  ninety  days,  or  over,  In  the  late  war, 
are  entitled,  if  now  parriallyor  wholly  disabled  for  ordinary  manual  labor,  whether  disability 
was  caused  by  service  or  not,  and  regardless  of  their  pecuniary  circumstances. 

WIDOWS  of  inch  soldiers  and  sailors  are  entit  led  (if  not  remarried)  whether  soldier's  death 
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CHILDREN  are  entitled  (if  under  sixteen  years)  in  almost  all  cases  where  there  was  no 
widow,  or  she  has  b'nee  died  or  remarried. 

PARENTSare  enti..ed  if  soldier  leftnelther  widow  nor  child,  provided  soldier  died  in 
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Soldiers  of  the  late  war,  pensioned  under  one  law,  may  apply  for  higher  rates  under  othex 
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Thousands  of  soldiers  drawing  from  $2  tofio  per  month  under  the  old  law  are  entitled  to 
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Survivors,  and  their  widows,  of  the  Black  Hawk,  Creek,  Cherokee  and  Seminole  or  Flor- 
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Mexican  War  soldierB  and  their  widows  also  entitled,  if  sixty-two  years  of  age  or  disabled 
c  dependent.  . 

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Capital S3, 000. 000  00 

Surplusand  Undivided  Profits    3,247,584  03 
January  1,  1894. 


William  Alvord President 

>  Thomas  Brown Cashier 

S.  Prentice  Smith Assistant  Cashier 

Irving  F.  Moulton 2d  Assistant  Cashier 


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Jno.  J.Valentine,  President;  Homer  S.  King,  Manager. 
H.  Wadsworth.  Cashier  ;  F.  L.  Lipman,  Asst-Cashier. 
Director* — John  J.  Valentine,  Benj.  P.  Cheney,  Oliver 
Eldridge,  Henry  E.  Huntington,  Homer  S.  King,  Geo.  E. 
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BANK  OF  SISSON,  CROCKER  8  CO. 

(Incorporated  April  25,  1892.) 

322  Pine  Street,  San  Francisco. 

Directors : 

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Cashier;  J.  H.  Strobridge,  D.  W.  Earl,  J.  H.  Sisson.  F. 

H.  Green,  J.  M.  Haven. 

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He — "They  have  dropped  their  anchor."  She 
(on  her  first  trip) — "  Serves  them  right.  It  has 
been  hanging  over  the  side  all  day  long." — Bazar. 

Guest — "  Will  you  not  give  me  a  kiss,  beauteous 
creature?"  Waiter  girl — "Not  much  do  I  give 
you  any  kiss."  Guest  (resignedly) — "Well,  then, 
you  might  as  well  bring  me  a  portion  of  Schweitzer 
cheese  and  a  glass  of  bock  beer." — German  Joke. 

Young  housekeeper — "  Have  you  a  small  hand- 
bellows  for  blowing  the  fire?"  Dealer — "Some- 
thing like  that,  madam?"  Young  housekeeper — 
"  Yes,  that  will  do.  If  you  will  fill  it  with  wind  and 
put  a  cork  in  the  end,  I'll  take  it  with  me." — Life. 

First  detective — "  Have  you  succeeded  in  locating 
your  suspected  anarchist  ?  "  Second  detective — 
"Yes;  I  have  him  dead  to  rights  so  far  as  the 
house  is  concerned.  But,  you  see,  he  is  a  Mormon, 
and  I  don't  know  exactly  which  bed  he  is  under." — 
Merchant  Traveler. 

Bilkins,  who  has  been  dining  at  the  club,  returns 
home  at  three  A.  M.:  Slumberous  voice  (from  the 
pillow) — "Is  that  you,  Robert,  dear?"  Bilkins 
(overtaken,  but  logical) — "Of  co — co — course  it  is, 
my  love.  We — we; — were  you  expec — pec — peering 
any  one  else  ?  " — Puck. 

Customer — "What  do  you  charge  for  arsenic?" 
Drug  clerk  (suspiciously) — "What  do  you  want  it 
for?"  Customer — "I  am  a  French  candy  manu- 
facturer." Drug  clerk  (suspicions  allayed) — "Oh,  I 
beg  pardon,  sir  ;  I  thought  perhaps  you  wanted  it 
for  yourself." — New  York  Sun. 

Reporter — ' '  Are  you  going  to  work  to-day,  Pat  ?  " 
Pat — "  Sure,  I  dunno.  My  ould  woman  says  she'll 
break  me  head  if  I  don't,  and  the  union  men  will 
break  me  head  if  I  do.  Sure,  these  are  hard  times 
for  dacint  men.  I  think  I'll  just  take  me  chances 
with  the  ould  woman." — New  York  Times. 

"Charley  will  soon  be  home  again,  fresh  from 
his  studies,  won't  he  ?  "  said  a  fond  mother  to  her 
spouse.  "  I  don't  think,  my  dear,  that  Charley's 
studies  can  have  the  effect  of  making  him  any 
fresher  than  he  was  when  he  left,"  was  the  old  gen- 
tleman's unfeeling  reply. — Cincinnati  Sun. 

Mrs.  Hobson  de  Clarke  (who  flatters  herself  on 
her  youthful  appearance) — "You  would  scarcely 
think,  Mr.  Dumley,  that  the  stalwart  young  fellow 
by  the  piano  is  my  son,  would  you  ? " — Dumley 
(gallantly) — "  No,  indeed,  Mrs.  Clarke;  it  seems 
absolutely  impossible.  Ah — er — is  he  your  eldest 
son?  " — Bazar. 

Scene — Street  in  Paris.  Boarding-school  miss 
and  mother  :  Mother  (reading  sign  in  window) — 
"  '  Entrez  sans  frapper.'  What  does  that  mean, 
Ethel?"  Ethel — "Oh,  it's  a  French  idiom  for 
'Please  shut  the  door.'  'Frapper'  means  iced, 
you  know.  Enter  uniced,  or  leave  the  cold  outside, 
is  what  it  means  literally." — Life. 

"  Here's  a  story  about  a  coin  that  a  man  marked 
with  his  initials  coming  back  to  him  after  an  ab- 
sence of  twenty-three  years.  Queer,  wasn't  it  ?  " 
"  Oh,  I  don't  know.     I  passed  a  coin  in  a  bazaar  in 

Constantinople   thirty    years    ago,    and "     "  It 

came  back  to   you?"     "The  same  afternoon;  it 
was  counterfeit." — Philadelphia  Call. 

A  gentleman  enters  a  telegraph -office  :  "  I  beg 
pardon,  but  as  I  was  coming  along  this  afternoon, 
I  saw  myriads  of  flies  settled  on  your  wires.  Can 
you  suggest  any  explanation  ?  "  "  About  what  time 
was  it,  sir?"  "About  four  o'clock."  "Ah,  that 
accounts  for  it  ;  that's  the  time  I  send  quotations 
for  sugar  and  honey." — French  Joke. 

"  Are  we  all  here?"  inquired  Mr.  Brutal  Jones 
of  his  landlady  the  other  morning  at  the  breakfast- 
table  ;  "  I  think  so — one,  two,  three,  four  ;  yes,  we 
are  all  here,  I  believe,"  and  she  smiled  sweetly  ; 
"why?"  "Nothing  much,  only  I  see  by  the 
morning  paper  that  a  human  skeleton  was  picked 
up  just  outside  the  city  limits."  The  smile  van- 
ished.— Merchant  Traveler. 

Smith — "Robinson  was  looking  for  you  to-day, 
Brown.  He  leaves  for  the  West  to-morrow  morn- 
ing, and  he  wanted  to  collect  that  twenty-five  dol- 
lars you  owe  him."  Brown — "Yes,  I  saw  him  a 
little  while  ago.  I  promised  to  forward  him  the 
money  next  week."  Smith — "  In  what  part  of  the 
West  does  he  expect  to  settle  ?  "  Brown — "  I  don't 
know.     I  didn't  ask  him." — Life. 

"Yes,"  said  the  parson,  at  tea-table,  "young 
Jordan  was  out  driving  with  Miss  Popinjay  the 
other  evening,  and  his  horse  ran  away.  They  were 
both  thrown  out,  and  the  buggy  was  smashed  to 
pieces.  It  was  a  providential  escape  for  both  of 
them  ;  but  I  can't  understand  how  the  young  man 
came  to  lose  control  of  his  horse."  "He  must 
have  been  driving  with  one  hand,"  flippantly  sug- 
gested the  minister's  eldest  son — a  wild  rake  of  a 
boy.  "  Or,  perhaps,  he  had  the  reins  around  his 
neck,"  said  Edith,  a  shy  young  beauty  of  sixteen, 
with  a  charming  mien.  And  then  everybody  ex- 
claimed in  chorus:  "Why,  Edith!" — Cambridge 
Chronicle. 

"Wouldn't  be  without  it  for  worlds!"  was  the 
emphatic  declaration  of  a  lady  in  reference  to  Ayer's 
Hair  Vigor. 


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The  Argonaut. 


Vol.  XXXV.      No.  4. 


San  Francisco,  July   23,    1894. 


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TABLE    OF    CONTENTS. 


Editorial:  A  Review  of  the  Strike — The  Folly  of  It — Debs's  Attempt 
at  Self-Aggrandizement — The  Newspapers  that  Abetted  Him — Effi- 
cient Performance  of  Duty  by  the  Constituted  Authorities — The  Rail- 
way Company's  Service  to  the  Public — Rebellion  in  the  Roman  Cath- 
olic Church — Mediaeval  Methods  that  American  Citizens  will  not  En- 
dure— What  hab  Become  of  the  Tariff? — Present  Status  of  the  Wilson 
Bill — The  Causes  of  the  Pullman  Strike — The  Company's  Treatment 
of* its  Employees — Lack  of  "  Courting-Room  "  a  Cause  of  Few  Mar- 
riages— The  Young  Men  and  Women  of  San  Francisco — Ad  Valorem 
and  Specific  Duties — Opinions  of  Customs  Officials — How  Criminals 

are  Treated — The  Investigation  of  the  Elmira  Reformatory 1-3 

A  Corsican  Fire-Eater:    How  Gontran    d'Heristal  got   bis    Friend's 

Husband  Out  of  a  Fix 4 

Old  Favorites:  "The  Passage  of  the  Statues,"  by  Victor  Hugo 5 

The  Fourth  in  Gotham:  "Flaneur"  says  the  Town  is  Deserted — 
Where  the  Fashionables  Are — Dances  and  Bicycle- Parties  at  Narragan- 
sett— The  Talk  over  the  Socio- Professional  Debut  of  Two  Young 
Ladies— The  Coming  Marriage  of  Phil  Daly,  Jr.,  and  Jennie  Joyce — 
Union  of  the  Green  Cloth  and    the    Footlights — The   Celebration  at 

Henry  C.  Bowen's  Woodstock 5 

The  Blood  Mirsok  :  How  a  Product  of  Maori  Fetishism  Brought  Death 

to  Kenneth  Hardest}-.     By  Everard  Jack  Appleton.. 6 

Individualities  :  Notes  About  Prominent  People  all  Over  the  World 7 

Literary  Notes:   Personal  and  Miscellaneous  Gossip — New  Publications     8 

Vanity  Fair:  The  Young  Girl  of  To-Day  and  the  Chaperon — Where  the 

Older  Woman's  Generalship  Counts — Queer  Ways  of  English  Girls  at 

Parties— The   Pleasures   of.  the   Gilded   Youth   of   Brussels— A    New 

Scheme  for  Diners-Out — The  Origin  and  Power  of  Styles  in  Dress. ...     9 

Society:  Movements  and  Whereabouts — Notes  and  Gossip — Army  and 

Navy  News 10-11 

Intaglios:  "Only  the  Sunny  Hours,"  by  E.  C.  Stedman  ;  "Trials,"  by 
Elizabeth  E.  Browning;  "Sun-Dial,"  by  James  Montgomery ;  "The 

Son-Dial."  by  Samuel  F.  B.  Morse 11 

Jones's  Duck  Geyser:  An  Extraordinary  Experience  in  the  Arid  Belt. .   12 

A  Charity  Sermon 12 

Storyettes:  Grave  and  Gay,  Epigrammatic  and  Otherwise  —  Lord 
Newton's  Protracted  Dinner — Strange  Discover}-  of  a  Criminal  — 
Dumas's  Kindness — An  Exclusive  Thief — A  Diner-Out's  Mistake — 
The  Origin  of  a  Good  Motto— A  Tale  of  Invisible  Ink— A  Poet's 
Pretty  Compliment — He  was  a  Collector  Himself— Emperor  William's 

Piety — How  Admiral  Bailey  Escaped  Incriminating  Himself. 13 

Drama  :  The  Dress-Suit  Actor 14 

Stage  Gossip 15 

The  Alleged  Humorists:  Paragraphs  Ground  out  by  the  Dismal  Wits 
of  the  Day 16 


The  strike  which  has  now,  it  is  to  be  hoped,  come  to  an 
end,  was  what  is  called  a  sympathetic  strike — that  is  to  say, 
the  strikers  had  no  grievance  of  their  own  to  complain  of, 
but  threw  up  their  jobs  and  dislocated  business  simply  in 
the  hope  of  redressing  the  supposed  wrongs  of  a  body  of  men 
who  had  a  controversy  over  wages  with  an  employer  twenty- 
five  hundred  miles  away.  According  to  labor  ethics,  such  a 
proceeding  is  defended  by  the  maxim  that  an  injur)'  to  one 
anywhere  is  an  injury  to  all  everywhere.  But  it  can  only  be 
justified  if  the  method  employed  to  redress  the  wrong  of  one 
workman  does  not  involve  a  greater  wrong  to  other  work- 
men. Where  a  body  of  workmen  inflict  an  injury  on  their 
own  people,  from  a  vague  desire  to  help  other  people  far 
away,  their  conduct  is  illogical.  They  subject  their  brother 
workmen  to  real  hardship  ;  and  if  it  is  problematical  whether 
they  can  help  the  workman  who  is  at  a  distance,  they  are 
guilty  of  a  folly  and  a  wrong.  In  this  case,  the  Pullman 
employees  were  not  benefited  by  the  strike  of  the  American 
Railway  Union  ;  but  a  large  body  of  railroad  employees 
in  this  State  threw  themselves  out  of  their  jobs,  and  they  and 
their  families  will  go  hungry  next  winter. 

It  is  only  on  this  slope  that  the  members  of  the  American 
Railway  Union  behaved  in  this  foolish  manner.  The  order 
has  members  all  over  the  East,  but,  except  in  the  immediate 
vicinity  of  Chicago,  there  was  no  strike.     Mr.  Gompers,  of 


the  Federation  of  Labor,  Mr.  Arthur,  of  the  Locomotive 
Engineers,  and  Mr.  Maguire,  of  the  Miners'  Union,  dis- 
tinctly refused  to  order  out  their  men  to  fight  a  battle  in 
which  they  had  no  interest.  Sovereign,  of  the  Knights  of 
Labor,  was  notified  by  the  local  assemblies  that  he  need  not 
call  out  his  men,  for  they  would  not  go.  Thus  the  conspir- 
acy of  the  knave  Debs  was  defeated.  His  idea  was  that  he 
would  exhibit  such  power  and  do  so  much  mischief  that  his 
order  would  become  omnipotent,  and  that  he  would  be  its 
king.  The  American  Railway  Union  had  no  call  to  inter- 
fere between  a  body  of  cabinet-makers  and  their  employer. 
Pullman's  employees  were  not  railroad  men.  Debs  took  up 
their  cause,  not  because  any  wrong  had  been  done  to  the 
body  of  railroad  men,  but  because  he  thought  he  could  use 
their  grievance  to  demonstrate  his  own  power.  The  East- 
ern members  of  the  American  Railway  Union  saw  through 
him.  It  was  only  on  this  slope  that  railroad  hands  allowed 
themselves  to  be  used  as  tools  for  the  promotion  of  his  am- 
bition. 

Before  we  condemn  the  members  of  the  Pacific  branches 
of  the  American  Railway  L'nion  for  Lack  of  intelligence,  we 
must  make  allowance  for  the  advice  they  received.  From 
the  beginning  of  the  strike  to  its  collapse,  the  strikers  were 
encouraged  by  the  Call,  Examiner,  and  Bulletin,  and  in  a 
less  degree  by  the  Chronicle ;  their  cause  was  said  to  be  a 
righteous  cause,  and  their  triumph  was  confidently  pre- 
dicted. Even  after  the  breakdown  of  the  rebellion  and  the 
beginning  of  the  resumption  of  railroad  travel,  the  Bulletin 
continued  to  give  them  aid  and  comfort.  In  its  issue  of 
July  14th,  it  declared  that  "there  can  be  but  one  opinion 
on  the  action  of  the  lordly  managers  who  disdained  to  treat 
with  the  men"  who  were  burning  cars  and  tearing  up  tracks. 
It  threw  odium  on  the  railroad  managers  by  describing 
them  as  "haughty,"  "  rapacious  and  greedy,"  "sublime  be- 
ings," who  were  not  wholly  "guiltless  of  stopping  the  mails," 
"ex-brigands,"  who  are  "showing  the  pride  which  goes  be- 
fore a  fall."  It  denounced  the  action  of  the  regulars  who 
fired  on  the  Sacramento  mob  as  "  wholly  unjustifiable." 
Speaking  of  the  accomplices  of  the  murderers  of  Sam 
Clark,  it  asked,  with  indignation,  whether  "citizens  can  be 
shot  down  by  men  in  uniform  and  no  questions  asked  ? " 
Its  subsequent  utterances  have  been  in  the  same  sense — all 
calculated  to  assure  the  strikers  that  they  were  right,  and 
that  the  government  committed  an  outrageous  usurpation  of 
power  when  it  put  them  down  with  the  strong  arm  of  the 
Law.  The  Bulletin  is  supposed  to  represent  the  conservative 
element  in  this  community  ;  when  it  upheld  the  cause  of 
the  strikers,  and  patted  them  on  the  back,  is  it  any  wonder 
that  ignorant  workmen  persevered  in  their  folly  ? 

When  public  exasperation  at  the  incendiary  sheet  rose  the 
other  day  to  the  pitch  of  threats  against  its  proprietor,  Mr. 
George  K.  Fitch  whined  that  free  speech  was  imperiled. 
He  is  in  his  dotage.  In  ordinary  time  of  peace,  free  speech 
is  safe  in  this  State ;  but  in  times  of  insurrection,  when  rail- 
road bridges  are  sawn  asunder,  and  culverts  blown  up,  and 
railroad  engineers  murdered,  and  firemen  beaten  into  insensi- 
bility, the  law  of  free  speech  can  not  be  suffered  to  excuse 
language  which  invites  and  excuses  such  outrages.  The  law 
holds  him  whose  language  provokes  a  breach  of  the  peace 
as  guilty  as  the  man  who  commits  the  breach.  On -many 
occasions  during  the  Civil  War,  writers  who  gave  the  Con- 
federates less  encouragement  and  comfort  than  Fitch  has 
given  to  the  strikers  were  imprisoned  in  Federal  prisons  or 
sent  through  the  lines,  and  the  law  is  the  same  to-day, 
whether  the  editor's  aim  is  the  gratification  of  malignant 
hatred  of  the  railroad  people  or  a  hope  of  being  once  more 
caved  down  the  bank. 

There  is  just  one  feature  in  the  case  which  is  a  source  of 
unmixed  gratification.  Ever)-  person  in  authority,  from  the 
President  to  the  police  justices,  has  done  his  duty.  Not  one 
has  truckled  to  the  mob.  The  attitude  of  Congress  has 
been  magnificent.  Judge  after  judge  has  taken  his  stand  in- 
trepidly upon  the  law.  Foreign  predictions  that  our  magis- 
tracy would  shrink  from  a  conflict  with  the  proletarian  class 
have  been  discredited.  Ever)'  American — except  Califor- 
nian  editors — has  realized  that  our  institutions  were  on  trial, 


and  that  good  citizens  must  stand  shoulder  to  shoulder  for 
their  maintenance.  The  sturdy  common  sense  of  the  Ameri- 
can people  has  brushed  aside  the  anarchical  sophistries  of 
impostors  like  Debs,  and,  at  the  same  time,  the  legal  pro- 
ceedings taken  for  the  vindication  of  the  law  have  been  de- 
liberate and  calm. 

The  Southern  Pacific  Railroad  Company  has  rendered  a 
service  which  will  presently  be  appreciated.  If  it  had 
listened  to  the  gabble  about  arbitration,  or  if  it  had  con- 
sented to  alter  the  make-up  of  its  trains  at  the  dictation  of 
strikers,  property  and  liberty  would  henceforth  have  been 
held  at  the  sweet  will  of  the  most  ignorant  members  of  the 
community.  No  man  could  have  felt  secure  in  the  owner- 
ship of  the  fruit  of  his  toil,  nor  could  any  man  have  felt 
that  he  was  not  the  slave  of  a  labor  union.  To  take  and 
hold  the  stand  it  did,  required  nerve  and  courage.  It  in- 
volved a  large  loss  of  money.  But  when  the  time  came 
which  tried  men's  souls,  it  was  found  that  the  citizens  who 
control  the  corporation  possessed  the  nerve  and  the  courage, 
and  were  willing  to  spend  the  money.  Thanks  to  them,  the 
next  time  a  demagogue  in  Chicago  or  elsewhere  undertakes 
to  uproot  our  industries,  we  shall  know  how  to  answer  him, 
and  the  rank  and  file  of  the  workmen  will  not  be  as  ready 
as  they  were  a  fortnight  ago  to  let  themselves  be  led  by  the 
nose  into  ruinous  folly. 


Signs  of  rebellion  among  the  Roman  Catholic  laity 
against  the  arbitrary  and  overbearing  domination  of  their 
prelates  thicken  month  by  month.  The  rector  of  St. 
Joseph's  Roman  Catholic  Church  at  Paterson,  N.  J.,  is  a 
Rev.  S.  B.  Smith.  When  he  took  charge  of  the  parish,  he 
was  so  poor  that  he  had  to  borrow  fifty  dollars  for  his  in- 
stallation ;  he  is  now  worth  eighty  thousand  dollars  in  real 
estate  and  other  property.  Before  he  came,  the  curates 
lived  in  the  rectory  ;  he  turned  them  out,  and  put  his 
mother  and  his  sister  in  their  rooms.  It  is  charged  that  he 
neglects  his  duties  as  rector,  and  refuses  to  administer  the 
sacrament  to  members  of  the  church  who  are  too  poor  to 
pay  him.  These  shortcomings  roused  his  congregation, 
and  they  appealed  to  Bishop  Wigger  to  remove  him.  The 
bishop  curtly  told  them  they  had  nothing  to  do  with  the 
matter. 

They  then  resolved  to  carry  the  case  to  Mgr.  Satolli. 
Finding  that  he  was  in  Archbishop  Corrigan's  house  in  New 
York,  they  called  on  him,  but  he  refused  to  see  them,  and 
bade  them  meet  him,  if  they  were  determined  to  have  an  in- 
terview, at  Washington  on  July  4th.  They  attended  at  the 
hour  appointed,  and  were  received  by  Dr.  Papi,  the  able- 
gate's  secretary,  who  told  them  that  Mgr.  Satolli  was  too 
busy  to  see  them.  They  told  the  secretary  bluntly  that  they 
had  come  a  long  distance  to  keep  an  appointment  which  the 
ablegate  had  made,  and  that  they  were  not  disposed  to  deal 
with  subordinates.  Dr.  Papi  left  the  room  brusquely,  and, 
after  an  interval,  another  secretary — Dr.  Sharetti — appeared 
and  begged  them  not  to  worry  Mgr.  Satolli  any  more,  but  to 
state  their  case  to  him.  They  positively  refused  to  do  so, 
and  added  that  they  were  American  citizens,  and  wanted  the 
case  to  be  dealt  with  in  a  plain,  straightforward  way.  While 
they  were  talking,  Mgr.  Satolli  came  in. 

He  did  not  speak  to  the  delegation  or  even  look  at  them. 
But  seating  himself  at  a  table,  he  ran  his  eye  over  the  papers 
in  the  case,  and  made  occasional  remarks  in  Italian,  as  if  to 
himself,  in  eulogy  of  Father  Smith.  Nothing  daunted,  the 
chairman  of  the  delegation  said  in  a  loud  voice  that  if  Father 
Smith  could  get  ten  members  of  the  congregation  to  say  that 
they  approved  his  acts,  the  deputation  would  withdraw 
their  charges  and  give  the  rector  no  more  trouble.  On 
this,  Satolli  left  the  room  in  anger.  But  the  chair- 
man of  the  delegation  let  drop  a  remark  about  the  annoy- 
ances which  would  result  if  these  matters  got  into  the  news- 
papers, and  Dr.  Sharetti,  excusing  himself  for  a  moment, 
induced  Satolli  to  return.  He  now  addressed  the  visitors  in 
good  English,  deprecating  publications  in  newspapers,  which 
he  said  were  always  harmful  After  a  brief  delay,  a  secre- 
tary appeared  with  a  type-written  copy  of  the  abli 
cision,  in  Italian,  which  Satolli  signed.     The 


THE        ARGONAUT. 


July  23,  1894. 


sisted  that  a  translation  of  it  should  be  read  aloud.  When 
this  was  done,  it  was  found  that  it  was  a  vindication  of  Dr. 
Smith  and  a  condemnation  of  his  accusers.  On  this  a  storm 
arose.  One  of  the  delegation  told  the  ablegate  to  his  face 
that  they  were  Americans,  not  to  be  bluffed  by  any  Italian 
priest  ;  nor  did  they  withdraw  from  the  room  until  Satolli 
assured  them  that  within  two  months  he  would  visit  Paterson 
and  redress  their  grievances,  if  they  had  any. 

The  incident,  which  the  readers  of  the  Argonaut  will  re- 
member is  only  one  of  many,  is  a  fresh  illustration  of  the 
disposition  of  the  Romish  prelates  to  deal  with  people  to- 
day as  if  we  were  still  in  the  sixteenth  century.  They  as- 
sume the  same  omnipotent  power  over  their  flocks  that  they 
did  when  popes  undertook  to  depose  sovereigns  from  their 
thrones.  They  claim  the  same  infallibility'  as  they  did  when 
ignorant  priests  and  dissolute  cardinals  undertook  to  solve 
problems  in  astronomy  from  their  inner  consciousness.  For 
them  history  has  been  written  in  vain  ;  Archbishop  Riordan 
would  like  to  prevent  its  being  taught  For  them  the  torch 
of  Huxley  and  Darwin  has  invaded  the  dark  places  of  science 
to  no  purpose.  It  is  odds  that  these  priests  deny  the  law  of 
gravitation  and  the  circulation  of  the  blood,  as  they  deny  the 
historical  chronicle.  Round  them  everything  moves.  They 
alone  stand  like  a  monumental  pillar  of  incurable  ignorance. 
All  other  authorities  bow  to  changes  as  they  happen  and  defer 
to  the  growing  expansion  of  human  thought.  The  Church 
of  Rome  defies  change.  What  it  was  in  the  darkest  days 
of  ignorance,  it  claims  to  be  to-day  ;  and  woe  to  him  who 
would  have  it  get  into  touch  with  the  times  ! 

In  the  great  body  of  Roman  Catholic  laymen  some  of 
our  best  citizens  are  to  be  found — large-minded,  broad- 
hearted,  intelligent  men,  thoroughly  in  accord  with  the 
march  of  progress.  But  they  are  only  tolerated  by  the 
priesthood  on  the  condition  that  they  shall  hold  their 
tongues.  Many  an  educated  Roman  Catholic  laughs  at  the 
miracles  of  Lourdes  and  at  the  cures  of  respiratory  dis- 
eases by  Saint  Blaise ;  but  he  laughs  noiselessly,  in  his 
sleeve,  and  out  of  the  hearing  of  men.  If  he  laughed 
loudly,  he  would  be  read  out  of  the  church  as  a  scoffer  and 
an  infideL  If  he  protested,  he  would  be  treated  as  the  parish- 
ioners of  St.  Joseph's  at  Paterson  were  treated  by  Mgr. 
Satolli.  The  foundation-stone  of  the  Papal  Church  is  the 
denial  to  mankind  of  the  right  to  perceive  and  to  reason.  Such 
a  church  is  not  unsuited  to  the  peasantry  of  Italy,  Spain,  or 
Ireland.  Not  only  have  the  attempts  which  have  been 
made  to  establish  compulsory  education  in  these  countries 
been  defeated  by  the  insidious  opposition  of  the  priesthood, 
but  there  seems  to  be  in  the  peasant  class  in  all  three 
an  incapacity  to  learn  and  to  acquire  knowledge. 
Schools  have  flourished  in  Ireland  for  a  generation, 
and  the  three  R's  are  familiar  to  Irish  children  of  both 
sexes.  But  the  peasantry  are  as  wrong  -  headed  as 
ever  and  as  incapable  of  rational  progress.  Land  is 
worth  far  more  in  Ireland  than  in  our  Western  States,  but 
the  people  are  barefoot  and  in  rags,  and  when  they  have  a 
Parliamentary  election,  the  candidates  have  to  send  to  this 
country  to  beg  money  for  election  expenses.  That  is  an 
ideal  country  for  a  church  which  rests  its  hopes  of  power  on 
the  suppression  of  the  reasoning  faculty.  Nor  is  such  a 
church  out  of  place  in  Southern  Italy,  where  the  best  profes- 
sion of  the  day  is  brigandage  and  attempts  to  investigate 
earthquake  phenomena  are  resented  by  the  people  as  flying 
in  the  face  of  Providence. 


What  has  become  of  the  tariff?  The  stirring  and  start- 
ling incidents  of  the  last  two  weeks  have  diverted  public  at- 
tention from  the  fact  that  the  so-called  Wilson  bill  is  still 
pending  in  Congress,  and  that  as  yet  the  only  tariff  law  of 
the  country  is  the  measure  known  as  the  McKinley  bill.  It 
is  not  necessary  to  explain  that,  in  effect,  the  House  of  Rep- 
resentatives has  passed  one  tariff  bill  and  the  Senate  another 
and  totally  different  one.  The  situation  reminds  one  of  the 
old  puzzle  of  the  schoolmen — if  an  irresistible  force  should 
encounter  an  immovable  body,  what  would  be  the  conse- 
quence ?  The  tariff  bill  has  been  sent  to  a  conference  com- 
mittee, composed  of  members  of  each  House.  There  are 
certain  Republicans  who  are  nominal  members  of  this  com- 
mittee, but  they  are  only  nominal,  for  they  compose  the  mi- 
nority of  the  committee,  and  the  majority  will  not  even  ask 
their  opinion  upon  the  bill.  It  is,  then,  in  the  majority  of 
the  conference  committee  that  the  people  of  the  United 
States  are  interested  at  the  present  time,  and  much  surmise 
and  conjecture  centres  about  their  work. 

Recent  dispatches  from  Washington  make  one  of  the 
House  members  of  the  committee  say  that  were  the  sugar, 
coal,  and  iron  differences  adjusted,  there  would  be  little  diffi- 
culty in  reaching  an  agreement  on  other  matters,  which  is 
about  as  sensible  as  to  say  that  could  certain  questions  of 
difference  be  adjusted,  an  agreement  could  be  reached  be- 
tween protection  and  free  trade.  Free  raw  materials  was 
nesiSj  the  theme,  the  key-note  of  the  Wilson  bill  in  the 
:  but  this  was  completely  overset  in  the  Senate,  where 


the  representatives  of  specialized  industries  and  interests 
undertook  to  preach  free  trade,  but  voted  persistently  for 
extreme  protection  for  the  things  in  which  they  were  directly 
interested.  But  even  if  this  river  could  be  crossed,  there 
would  still  be  another  in  front  of  the  Democratic  party. 
There  is  a  dead-lock  possible  in  the  conference  committee 
on  the  metal,  cotton,  and  wool  schedules,  and  to  this  there 
may  be  added  complications  arising  from  the  question  of 
specific,  or  ad  valorem  duties,  and,  possibly,  a  new  wrangle 
over  the  income  tax.  The  Senate  declares  that  it  has  im- 
proved upon  the  House  bill,  while  the  House  strenuously 
asserts  that  the  Senate  has  emasculated  and  ruined  the  bill, 
and  made  the  Democratic  party  the  tool  of  trusts  and  syndi- 
cates and  the  laughing-stock  of  the  country.  With  opinions 
so  diametrically  opposed,  how  can  it  be  possible  for  a  con- 
ference committee  to  reconcile  the  differences  and  report  a 
bill  which  shall  be  acceptable  to  both  Houses? 

At  the  same  time  it  would  be  unsafe  to  predict  abso- 
lutely that  no  agreement  will  be  reached.  The  average 
Democrat,  whether  in  Congress  or  out,  is  disposed  to  be  a 
strong  partisan  and  to  obey  orders  when  they  come  to  him 
from  one  speaking  in  a  tone  of  authority.  If  that  great  ex- 
emplar of  modern  Democracy,  Grover  Cleveland,  shall  issue 
an  imperial  ukase  that  a  tariff  bill  must  be  passed  at  the 
present  session,  a  bill  will  be  passed.  Private  opinions,  and 
even  convictions,  will  be  sacrificed,  and  even  the  hired 
attorneys  of  the  trusts  on  the  floor  of  the  Senate  will  claim 
their  fees  on  the  ground  that  they  were  prevented  from 
carrying  out  their  contract  in  its  entirety  by  the  intervention 
of  a  power  too  strong  to  be  resisted  or  overcome. 

But  what  a  beautiful  specimen  of  legislation  the  bill  will 
be,  if  it  does  pass.  It  will  be,  beyond  question,  a  com- 
promise measure,  and  the  compromise  will  be  of  a  character 
subversive  and  destructive  of  every  economic  principle  which 
the  Democratic  party  has  claimed  for  years,  and  on  which  it 
made  its  successful  appeal  to  the  people.  It  will  be  in- 
finitely worse  in  every  respect  than  the  McKinley  bill,  for, 
while  it  will  decry  the  doctrine  of  protection  to  American  in- 
dustries in  general,  it  will  afford  protection  to  certain  specific 
industries  which  are  abundantly  able  to  take  care  of  them- 
selves, being  strongly  capitalized  and  intrenched  in  every 
possible  way.  It  will  protect  the  powerful  and  wealthy  trusts 
and  corporations  while  refusing  protection  to  young  and 
struggling  industries.  It  is  a  rich  man's  tariff,  or  will  be  if 
it  becomes  a  law,  from  its  first  paragraph  to  its  last. 

Despite  the  fact  that  the  general  strike  of  the  American 
Railway  Union  would  not  be  justified  even  had  the  Pullman 
employees  a  valid  grievance,  there  has  been  considerable 
curiosity  expressed  as  to  the  merits  of  the  original  dispute. 
Even  those  who  seek  to  justify  a  sympathetic  strike  admit 
that  the  employees  of  the  Southern  Pacific  Company  would 
have  no  excuse  for  their  action  if  the  Pullman  employees 
were  wrong  in  the  first  instance.  The  facts  of  the  trouble 
at  Pullman,  therefore,  acquire  some  interest  and  may  be 
profitably  reviewed. 

During  last  year  the  Chicago  World's  Fair  caused  a  large 
increase  in  railway  travel  and  a  consequently  increased  de- 
mand for  sleeping-cars.  Business  at  the  Pullman  shops  was 
active,  and  5,816  men  were  employed.  These  men  received 
wages  amounting  to  $305,000  a  month,  or  an  average  of 
$52.25  each.  Succeeding  this  activity  there  was  a  period  of 
depression ;  the  car-works  throughout  the  country  were 
overstocked,  and  the  price  of  cars  declined.  The  average 
reduction  on  the  five  classes  of  cars  manufactured  by  the 
Pullman  Company  was  twenty-four  per  cent.  Under  the 
circumstances,  contracts  for  car-building  were  scarce,  and, 
as  three-quarters  of  the  men  depended  upon  contract  work 
for  employment,  a  reduction  of  the  force  became  necessary. 
In  order  to  keep  as  many  of  the  men  as  possible  at  work, 
contracts  were  taken  at  greatly  reduced  prices.  One  order 
was  taken  for  forty-five  cars,  on  which  the  loss  to  the  com- 
pany was  three  hundred  dollars  a  car  ;  on  another  order  for 
five  hundred  and  fifty  cars  the  loss  was  twelve  dollars  a 
car  ;  and  on  a  third  order  for  twenty-five  cars  the  loss  per 
car  was  seventy-nine  dollars.  Thus  on  these  three  orders 
the  company  sustained  a  loss  of  $22,000  for  the  purpose  of 
keeping  the  men  employed. 

It  was  evident  that  a  reduction  of  wages  was  necessary 
in  order  to  avoid  wholesale  dismissals  and  the  probable 
closing  of  the  works.  Ignoring  the  loss  sustained  from  de- 
creased orders,  the  company  was  receiving  twenty-four  per 
cent,  less  for  the  cars  actually  sold,  and,  if  the  laborers 
shared  their  part  of  this  loss,  the  wages  would  have  been 
cut  twenty-four  per  cent.,  or  to  an  average  of  forty  dollars  a 
month.  Instead  of  this,  wages  were  reduced  four  and  a 
quarter  per  cent.,  or  to  an  average  of  fifty  dollars.  This  is 
the  reduction  that  has  caused  the  present  trouble,  and  for 
which  the  business  of  the  entire  country  has  suffered  and  a 
loss  of  millions  of  dollars  has  been  sustained. 

The  employees  at  Pullman  accepted  the  reduced  wages  at 
first,  but  claimed  that  the  rent  of  the  houses  occupied  by 


them  should  be  reduced  in  proportion.  This  was  based 
solely  upon  the  fact  that  the  houses  were  owned  by  the  Pull- 
man Company.  Had  they  been  owned  by  any  other  per- 
sons, the  absurdity  of  the  claim  would  have  been  at  once 
apparent.  The  Pullman  Company  purchased  the  land  and 
erected  twelve  hundred  comfortable  dwellings  for  their  em- 
ployees. The  average  rental  of  these  houses  is  twelve  dol- 
lars, and  half  of  them  average  as  low  as  eight  dollars.  Gas  cost 
them  two  dollars  a  month  and  water  four  cents  a  thousand 
gallons.  These  prices  were  less  than  the  actual  cost  to  the 
Pullman  Company.  The  rentals  of  the  houses  brought  a 
return  on  the  investment  of  less  than  four  per  cent.  This  is 
certainly  not  exorbitant — very  few  house-owners  would  be 
content  with  so  small  a  return — and  the  employees  are  free 
to  live  elsewhere  if  they  so  desire. 

In  view  of  the  facts  of  the  case,  the  employees  of  the 
Pullman  Company  were  wholly  unjustified  in  their  action, 
and  they  have  paid  dearly  for  their  folly.  They  had  de- 
posits in  the  savings  bank  amounting  to  $488,000  before  the 
strike  commenced,  and  this  was  reduced  to  $32,000  before 
the  first  of  July,  and  by  this  time  even  this  small  remainder 
has  probably  been  used  up.  But,  if  the  Pullman  employees 
had  no  real  grievance  to  strike  for,  how  much  more  unjusti- 
fiable is  th£  strike  of  the  American  Railway  Union.  In- 
calculable suffering  has  been  caused  to  the  strikers,  great  loss 
to  the  railroads,  and  a  serious  blow  has  been  struck  at  the 
prosperity  of  the  whole  country,  and  all  without  valid  cause, 
and  without  any  corresponding  good  having  been  achieved. 


Dr.  Charles  E.  Bruce,  of  New  York,  has  just  delivered  a 
discourse  to  the  Young  Men's  Christian  Association  on  the 
growing  unpopularity  of  marriage  and  on  the  increased 
number  of  cases  in  which  that  institution  is  a  failure.  He 
declares  that  old-fashioned  love-making  is  becoming  a  lost 
art,  and  he  says  that  the  cause  is  lack  of  "  court ing-room." 
He  explains  that  when  a  young  woman  and  young  man  are 
attracted  to  each  other,  they  are  treated  by  the  family  as  if 
they  were  guilty  of  an  impropriety,  and  are  forced  to  hide 
when  they  meet ;  for  in  the  drawing-room,  which  is  their 
natural  trysting  spot,  a  mother,  aunt,  or  other  chaperon  is 
apt  to  sit  into  their  pockets  and  to  destroy  all  chance  of  con- 
fidential intercourse. 

The  doctor  might  have  added  that  the  chaperon  fashion, 
which  is  pretty  nearly  universal  in  good  society,  is  in  itself  an 
obstacle  to  matrimony.  In  the  vigorous  young  towns  in  the 
River  States,  a  young  man  takes  his  girl  to  theatre,  concert, 
or  lecture,  without  the  incumbrance  of  a  gooseberry.  Thus 
he  and  she  arrive  at  a  .much  better  understanding  of  each 
other's  character  than  they  could  reach  if  their  conversation 
were  overheard  by  a  third  party.  But  in  good  society,  in 
San  Francisco  or  New  York,  the  lady  must  be  accompanied 
by  a  chaperon,  who  hears  every  word  that  is  said,  and,  of 
course,  operates  as  a  wet  blanket  on  the  young  man.  For  a 
time  he  struggles  against  the  incumbrance,  but  at  last  his 
patience  gives  way,  and  he  bids  adieu  to  the  girl  who  is  so 
strictly  guarded.  The  fashion  is  a  relic  of  the  barbarous 
old  days  when  a  girl  could  not  be  safely  left  alone  with  a 
young  man.  It  is  hardly  necessary  to  observe  that  this  is 
no  longer  the  case,  but  the  precaution  has  survived  its  cause. 

So  far  as  this  portion  of  the  country  is  concerned,  the  evil 
which  Dr.  Bruce  deplores  can  not  be  wholly  ascribed  to  the 
difficulties  which  surround  courtship.  We  are  raising  a  crop 
of  young  men  in  this  and  adjacent  cities,  to  whom  the  so- 
ciety of  modest,  well-bred  women  is  not  attractive.  A  New 
Yorker,  who  lately  visited  San  Francisco,  observed  :  "  Your 
girls  are  divine  ;  I  wish  I  could  have  seen  more  of  them  ; 
but  where  are  your  young  men  ?  "  If  he  had  been  answered 
frankly,  he  would  have  been  told  that  they  could  be  found  in 
club-rooms,  in  bar-rooms,  in  offices,  in  pool-rooms,  and  such 
resorts,  which  are  forbidden  ground  to  their  sisters  and 
sweethearts.  The  young  San  Franciscan  makes  the  sacrifice 
on  three  or  four  evenings  in  the  course  of  the  winter  for  a 
cotillion  or  a  house-party  ;  he  condescends  to  escort  ladies — 
once  in  a  way — to  concert,  opera,  or  exhibition  of  paintings  ; 
he  will  do  his  duty  at  the  shoot  of  the  Country  Club,  or  at  a 
yachting-party  ;  but  when  all  these  are  added  together,  they 
cover  so  small  a  proportion  of  the  available  leisure  of  the 
girls  that  the  latter  are  driven  to  organize  hen-parties  under 
the  name  of  ladies'  luncheons. 

The  effect  is  twofold.  The  girls  are  deprived  of  their 
natural  allotment  of  male  society  and  have  scant  opportu- 
nity of  demonstrating  to  young  men  what  loving,  tender, 
and  excellent  wives  they  would  make  ;  and  the  youths  grow 
to  manhood  coarse  and  unrefined,  as  all  men  become  when 
they  are  deprived  of  ladies'  society.  Foreigners  have  fre- 
quently remarked  upon  the  contrast  between  the  sisters  and 
brothers  in  a  family.  The  former  will  be  high-bred,  prettily 
mannered,  and  fairly  well  informed  on  the  events  of  the  day, 
while  the  latter  will  be  vulgar  in  manner  and  speech,  and 
ignorant  of  everything  but  their  own  business. 

That  this  sad  condition  of  the  California  youth  is  mainly 
due  to  their  aversion  for  female  society  of  the  right  kind  is 


July  23,  1894. 


THE        ARGONAUT. 


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hardly  to  be  questioned.  Men  are  the  offspring  of  their 
surroundings.  t  Those  who  consort  with  well-bred,  intelligent 
women  will  themselves  become  intelligent  and  well  bred,  and 
the  odds  are  that  at  the  right  time  they  will  make  a  marriage 
which  will  conduce  to  the  happiness  of  both  husband  and 
wife.  The  other  class  of  young  men,  who  eschew  refined 
women,  will  mature  into  a  lower  class,  and  when  they  marry 
their  union  will  probably  lead  to  the  divorce  court.  This  is 
a  very  serious  matter,  and  should  command  from  parents 
more  attention  than  it  receives.  Fathers  are  often  heard  to 
say  that  their  sons'  assiduity  to  business  fills  them  with  joy. 
That  is  often  a  mistaken  view.  It  is  excellent  that  a  young 
man  should  attend  to  business.  But  business  can  not  fill 
up  a  young  man's  time  or  absorb  all  his  thoughts.  In  the 
twenty-four  hours  of  the  most  industrious  there  will  be  a 
spell  which  must  be  devoted  to  social  intercourse,  and  it  is 
observed  that  the  young  men  who  go  back  to  their  offices 
after  dinner  or  supper  sometimes  find  that  intercourse  in 
surroundings  that  are  not  improving.  The  hours  between 
breakfast  and  dinner  are  long  enough  for  work.  The  even- 
ings should  be  devoted  to  the  mental  and  moral  cultivation 
which  can  only  be  acquired  in  association  with  women  from 
whose  ranks  wives  may  be  hopefully  selected. 

One  of  the  underlying  ideas  of  the  Wilson  tariff  bill,  as 
framed  by  the  Ways  and  Means  Committee  and  adopted  by 
the  House  of  Representatives,  was  the  substitution  of  ad 
valorem  for  specific  duties  on  imports,  the  purpose  being, 
apparently,  to  mark  Democratic  disapproval  of  the  scheme 
of  the  McKinley  bill.  In  January,  1894,  however,  in  an- 
ticipation of  the  Wilson  bill  coming  to  the  Senate  for  action, 
the  chairman  of  the  Senate  Finance  Committee  addressed  a 
circular  letter  to  the  various  collectors  of  customs  in  the 
United  States,  asking  them,  among  other  things,  whether,  in 
the  opinion  of  themselves  and  their  immediate  subordi- 
nates, ad  valorem  or  specific  rates  of  duty  are  more 
desirable,  and  why.  To  these  interrogatories  fifty-four  re- 
plies have  been  received  and  published,  and  the  replies  are 
well  worth  study  and  examination.  In  the  first  place,  a 
rough  classification  shows  that  out  of  fifty-four  collectors  of 
customs,  thirty-two  are  in  favor  of  specific  duties,  ten  in 
favor  of  ad  valorem,  and  twelve  have  no  opinion  at  all 
on  the  subject.  This,  however,  would  mean  little  in  itself, 
but  when,  in  addition,  we  find  that  those  who  favor  specific 
duties  agree  substantially  in  their  reasons,  while  those  who 
favor  ad  valorem  duties  are,  as  a  whole,  profoundly  im- 
pressed with  the  wisdom  of  the  Democratic  party  and  pre- 
pared to  accept  as  the  summitm  bonum  of  human  wisdom 
any  legislation  which  that  party  may  adopt,  we  can  not  re- 
sist the  conclusion  that  the  weight  of  argument  and  logic  is 
with  those  who  favor  specific  duties. 

There  are  gems  imbedded  in  this  report  which  it  would 
be  unfair  not  to  extract  and  show  to  an  admiring  world,  and 
most  of  them,  we  admit,  sparkle  and  coruscate  on  the  ad 
valorem  side.  For  example,  the  collector  of  Galena,  111, 
writes  :  "  I  have  obtained  the  ideas  of  our  leading  manufact- 
urers and  business  men — and  especially  of  such  as  are  true 
and  patriotic  Democrats — and  found  them  unanimous  in 
favor  of  the  Wilson  bill."  The  collector  of  Edenton,  N.  C, 
writes  :  "  Myself  and  surbordinates  are  convinced  that  ad 
valorem  duties  are  most  desirable.  And  why?  Because 
they  are  fairer  under  all  circumstances  and  require  no  pay- 
ment of  duty  except  for  value  received ;  but  I  would  remind 
your  honor  that  we  have  not  an  importer  in  this  district." 
Others,  whom  it  is  not  necessary  to  quote  in  detail,  express 
their  inability  to  improve  upon  the  Wilson  bill,  and  there- 
fore respectfully  decline  to  express  any  opinion.  In  a 
publication  of  this  kind,  the  reply  of  the  collector  of  the 
great  port  of  New  York  would  naturally  be  looked  for  with 
much  interest ;  but  those  who  may  hope  to  get  an  ex- 
pression of  opinion  will  be  disappointed.  James  T. 
Kilbreth,  the  collector,  acknowledges  the  receipt  of  the 
circular  letter,  says  that  in  his  own  opinion  ad  valorem 
duties  are  more  desirable  than  specific,  without  giving  any 
reason,  and  then  slides  the  matter  off  on  to  the  shoulders 
of  his  subordinates,  who  scrupulously  abstain  from  touching 
the  question  at  all,  but  confine  themselves  to  discussion  of 
improvements  in  what  is  known  as  the  administrative 
customs  bill.  New  York,  therefore,  counts  as  a  zero  in 
this  matter.  The  smartest  collector  of  them  all  was  F.  B. 
Earnest,  collector  at  Corpus  Christi,  Tex.  Virtually  pro- 
fessing his  inability  to  determine  as  between  specific  and 
ad  valorem  duties,  he  relegates  the  answering  of  Senator 
Voorhies's  question  to  his  two  deputy-collectors,  one  of 
whom  decides  in  favor  of  specific  duties,  and  the  other  in 
favor  of  ad  valorem  duties  ;  so,  whichever  way  the  cat 
may  jump,  Collector  Earnest  stands  a  good  chance  of  hold- 
ing his  office  until  the  close  of  the  present  administration. 
Happy  the  collector  who  can  have  such  faithful,  judicious, 
and  far-seeing  deputies  ! 

It  is  only  fair  to  the  collectors  who  favor  specific  duties 
that  their  reasons  for  so  doing  should  be  given,  at  least  in 


brief.  It  will  be  found  that  the  reason  assigned  by  all  who 
have  thought  the  matter  out,  is  the  one  expressed  by  the 
collector  of  Philadelphia.  After  saying  that  the  ad  valorem 
system  seems  to  be  just  and  impartial,  he  adds  : 

"  This  view,  however,  loses  its  practical  feature  in  the  face  of  tests 
which  develop  fraud  and  undervaluation,  dishonest  methods  of  con- 
cealing the  quality  of  materials  used  in  manufactures,  towhich  may 
be  added  what  is,  perhaps,  the  greatest  objection  of  all  to  ad  valorem 
rates— the  tendency  to  place  the  control  of  the  most  valuable  imports 
in  the  hands  of  foreign  manufacturers  having  agents  in  this  country, 
to  whom  they  consign  the  products  of  their  factories  at  cost  of  pro- 
duction, or,  perhaps,  less — a  method  which  has  been  carried  to  such 
an  extent  as  to  force  a  large  number  of  merchants  in  our  chief  com- 
mercial cities  out  of  the  importing  business,  compelling  them  to  buy 
their  goods  fiom  such  agents  who  are  enabled  by  the  ad  valorem 
system  to  sell  the  goods,  duty  paid  here,  at  lower  prices  than  an  im- 
porter could  buy  them  at  the  foreign  point  of  manufacture." 

With  this  clear  and  comprehensive  statement  we  may 
safely  leave  the  question. 

An  investigation  now  being  conducted  in  New  York  will 
be  followed  with  interest  by  penologists  throughout  the  coun- 
try. The  Elmira  reformatory  has  had  the  reputation  of 
being  the  most  advanced  and  most  scientifically  conducted 
institution  of  the  kind  in  this  -country.  Superintendent  Z. 
R.  Brockway  is  known  among  students  of  crime  as  probably 
the  best  authority  on  the  reform  of  criminals  in  the  United 
States.  Last  summer,  grave  charges  of  cruelty  were  pub- 
lished in  certain  New  York  papers  against  Brockway,  and 
Governor  Flower  ordered  an  investigation.  A  special  com- 
mittee of  the  State  board  of  charities  was  appointed,  and 
the  investigation  commenced.  One  of  the  members  of  the 
committee  died  while  the  investigation  was  pending,  and  a 
second  was  called  away  to  Europe.  The  third  member  con- 
tinued the  investigation  alone,  and  a  report  was  submitted 
finding  Brockway  guilty.  The  irregularities  of  the  investi- 
gation rendered  the  report  valueless,  and  the  present  investi- 
gation was  ordered. 

In  order  to  understand  the  merits  of  the  charges  against 
Brockway,  it  is  necessary  to  know  the  methods  that  were 
pursued  at  the  reformatory.  Male  prisoners  between  the 
ages  of  sixteen  and  thirty  are  sent  to  the  reformatory.  The 
prisoner  can  not  be  compelled  to  stay  longer  than  the 
maximum  term  prescribed  by  law  for  the  offense  of  which 
he  is  convicted  ;  by  good  conduct  he  may  shorten  his  term 
considerably.  The  indeterminate  sentence — the  term  of 
imprisonment  depending  upon  the  conduct  of  the  prisoner 
— and  the  parole  system  are  the  two  peculiar  features  of  the 
treatment.  The  prisoners  are  divided  into  three  classes. 
On  his  arrival  a  prisoner  goes  into  the  lower  first,  or 
neutral  grade.  Six  months  of  perfect  record  entitle  him  to 
promotion  into  the  upper  first  grade.  Continued  bad  con- 
duct reduces  him  from  the  neutral  to  the  second,  or  convict 
grade.  Four  months  of  good  conduct  in  the  upper  first 
grade  entitle  the  convict  to  a  parole  ;  but  two  additional 
months  of  good  record  are  required  before  the  conditional 
release  is  actually  granted.  For  six  months  after  his  re- 
lease the  prisoner  is  on  parole  ;  he  must  report  himself  once 
in  thirty  days,  and  for  any  misconduct  he  may  be  taken  and 
returned  to  the  institution  without  process  of  law. 

Prisoners  in  the  neutral  grade  get  somewhat  different  treat- 
ment from  those  in  the  grade  above  them.  Their  cells  are 
smaller  ;  their  bedsteads  are  of  iron  and  they  sleep  on  straw 
mattresses.  Instead  of  the  blue  suit,  which  the  first  grade 
wears,  their  coats  are  black,  with  dark-gray  trousers.  Their 
rations  are  not  so  good  as  those  in  the  first  grade.  In  the 
convict  grade  a  red  suit  is  worn,  the  hair  is  cropped  closely, 
the  underwear  is  coarse  in  texture  ;  the  cell  is  without  furni- 
ture save  a  bed  and  a  chair,  there  is  no  carpet,  and  the  pris- 
oner sleeps  on  a  mattress  with  only  blankets  to  cover  him. 
He  is  denied  the  tea  and  coffee  allowed  to  the  neutral  grade. 
It  is  in  this  grade  alone  that  corporal  punishment  is  applied, 
and  from  this  grade  convicts  are  transferred  to  the  regular 
State  prisons  when  reform  is  impossible. 

The  charges  against  Brockway  are  based  chiefly  upon  the 
testimony  of  three  prisoners  who,  after  proving  incorrigible 
in  the  convict  class,  were  transferred  to  State  prisons.  One 
of  these  men  was  in  the  institution  six  hundred  and  ninety- 
six  days,  and  during  this  time  over  five  hundred  separate 
and  distinct  charges  were  made  against  him,  including  pro- 
fanity, insubordination,  lying,  military  disobedience,  fighting, 
quarreling,  shouting  in  the  halls  and  in  his  cell,  insults  to 
keepers  and  superiors,  and  obscenity.  It  required  four  and 
one-half  hours  for  the  witness  to  read  over  the  charges 
against  this  one  man,  and  his  record  is  a  sample  of  the 
others.  This  convict  had  been  "  paddled  "  eleven  times,  and 
it  was  upon  this  that  the  charge  of  cruelty  principally  rested. 
The  testimony  of  one  of  the  keepers  regarding  one  of  these 
"  paddlings  "  is  as  follows  : 

"  The  man  to  be  spanked  was  brought  into  the  bath-room  and  pre- 
pared himself  there.  He  was  told  to  stand  with  his  face  to  the  wall. 
A  keeper  stood  on  either  side  of  him.  and  the  superintendent  admin- 
istered one  blow  with  the  paddle,  which  had  been  wet  to  make  it  soft 
and  pliable.  The  blow  was  delivered  with  sufficient  strength  to  make 
it  hurt  and  to  raise  a  welt,  but  it  was  not  by  any  means  as  heavy  a 
blow  as  might  have  been  struck.     The  victim  exclaimed  :  '  Oh,  Mr. 


Brockway  ! '  The  paddle  came  down  again  in  the  same  spot  it  had 
struck  before.  This  man  received  eight  blows,  and,  at  the  eighth 
blow,  he  gave  in  and  promised  that  he  would  try  to  be  a  good  pris- 
oner thereafter.  The  moment  he  made  the  promise  he  was  released. 
His  skin  was  not  broken,  but  here  and  there,  where  the  paddle  had 
landed,  there  was  a  very  little  blood." 

What  the  outcome  of  the  investigation  will  be,  it  is,  of 
course,  impossible  to  say.  The  indications  are,  however, 
that  Mr.  Brockway  will  be  exonerated,  and  it  is  right  that  it 
should  be  so.  The  punishment  that  is  meted  out  to  the  un- 
ruly small  boy  is  surely  not  unnatural  or  cruel  when  inflicted 
upon  an  adult  and  brutal  criminal.  The  theory  of  the  re- 
formatory is  that  the  criminal  is  suffering  from  a  mental 
disease  and  requires  treatment  appropriate  to  that  disease. 
Good  conduct  is  encouraged  by  the  prospect  of  physical 
comfort,  a  relaxation  of  the  severity  of  the  discipline,  and, 
when  continued  a  reasonable  length  of  time,  by  early  re- 
lease. Absolute  good  conduct  reduces  the  term  of  imprison- 
ment to  one  year,  with  a  subsequent  period  of  six  months  on 
parole.  Unruly  conduct  is  punished  first  by  degradation  to 
a  lower  rank,  with  the  necessity  of  wearing  the  distinguish- 
ing garb  of  that  rank  ;  by  a  deprivation  of  certain  bodily 
comforts  ;  and  by  the  prospect  of  corporal  punishment  for 
continued  bad  conduct.  The  "  paddling  "  is  not  resorted  to 
until  after  repeated  warnings,  and  is  certainly  not  a  severe 
punishment  for  those  who  repeatedly  and  continuously  re- 
fuse to  conform  to  the  reasonable  rules  of  the  institution. 
The  object  of  the  rules  of  the  institution  is  to  beget  a  habit 
of  self-control  in  the  prisoner,  and  to  accustom  him  to  the 
mode  of  life  common  to  law-abiding  people. 

The  sentimental  "  man-and-brother "  idea  continually  de- 
feats  the   ends  of  justice.     The   hardened   and  persistent 
criminal   is  not  a  man,  and  it  is  a  misfortune  if  he  is  a 
brother.     Where  there  is  a  possibility  of  reform,  every  effort 
should  be  made  to  save  the  man  who  has  gone  wrong,  and 
abundant  opportunity  is  offered   in   the  Elmira  institution. 
But  when  the  criminal  is  persistent  in  his  wrong-doing,  when 
he  refuses  to  make  any  effort  at  reform  and  by  preference 
sets  the  laws  of  society  at  defiance,  he  is  an  outlaw  and 
•  should  be  treated  with  the  necessary  severity.     The  only  de- 
!  feet  in  the  Elmira  method  is  that  it  does  not  provide  for 
I  removing  from  such  mad  dogs  the  power  of  working  harm. 

One  of  the  most  significant  features  of  the  railroad  strike 
in  this  State  has  been  the  rapidity  with  which  methods  of 
violence  were  abandoned  by  the  strikers  as  soon  as  they 
realized  that  public  opinion  was  not  with  them.  The  centres 
of  lawlessness  were  San  Jose,  Sacramento,  and  Oakland. 
Traffic  through  the  three  cities  was  absolutely  suspended, 
and  the  degree  of  violence  employed  by  the  strikers  was 
regulated  by  the  amount  that  was  necessary  to  prevent  the 
handling  of  trains.  Certain  elements  of  the  communities 
openly  expressed  sympathy  with  the  rioters  ;  those  who  did 
,  not  approve  remained  silent.  The  police  interpreted  this  as 
an  unanimous  public  opinion  supporting  the  strikers,  and 
they  offered  practically  no  resistance  to  lawlessness.  In 
time  the  people  became  aroused  to  the  disgrace  involved 
in  their  acquiescence.  In  San  Jose  the  business  men 
took  an  active  part  in  the  suppression  of  rioting,  and 
as  soon  as  the  strikers  saw  that  the  citizens  were  in 
earnest,  all  opposition  to  the  running  of  trains  ceased. 
Within  a  few  hours  the  tracks  were  cleared  and  the  trains 
were  running.  In  Sacramento,  when  the  regulars  had  taken 
the  spirit  of  bravado  out  of  the  strikers,  the  sober  sense  of 
the  business  community  asserted  itself,  and  violence  ceased 
within  the  city  limits.  It  is  true  that  the  board  of  trustees 
'  of  Sacramento,  enamored  of  the  degradation  that  had 
fallen  upon  their  city,  insisted  upon  repudiating  the  ex- 
pressions of  devotion  to  law  and  order,  and  patted  upon  the 
back  the  criminals  who  were  wrecking  trains  and  destroying 
[  life.  But  this  was  to  be  expected  from  a  body  of  ward  politi- 
cians, and  the  strikers  realized  that  it  did  not  represent  public 
opinion.  Oakland  waited  for  the  return  of  Mayor  Pardee  be- 
fore it  asserted  its  manhood.  In  the  city  across  the  bay  there 
is  the  same  enmity  toward  the  railroad  that  is  found  in  any 
community  against  the  corporation  that  furnishes  an  article 
of  universal  necessity.  In  every  city  the  water  and  gas 
companies  are  condemned  simply  because  everybody  has  to 
purchase  their  commodities  ;  Oakland  could  not  exist  with- 
out the  railroad,  and  therefore  the  railroad  is  abused.  The 
I  strikers  counted  upon  this  fact  for  public  support,  and,  in 
their  efforts  to  prevent  trains  from  running,  became  more 
1  and  more  reckless.  When  President  Roberts  of  the  local 
American  Railway  Union  became  unpleasantly  aware  of  the 
popular  indignation  aroused  against  his  order,  the  acts  of 
violence  suddenly  ceased.  So  it  has  proved  in  all  of  these 
movements.  The  public  becomes  alarmed  by  an  uprising 
which,  because  of  the  noise  it  makes,  seems  formidable. 
But  so  soon  as  the  people  arouse  themselves  to  oppose  the 
law-breakers,  the  movement  suddenly  dissipates  and  the 
formidable  mobs  fade  away.  There  is  a  suggestion  in  all 
this  that  the  responsibility  for  the  lengths  to 
trouble  has  gone  does  not  rest  wholly  with  the  s 


THE         ARGONAUT. 


JUVY    23,  1894. 


A    CORSICAN    FIRE-EATER. 


How  Gontran  d'Heristal  got  his  Friend's  Husband    Out  of  a  Fix. 

On  a  certain  day  in  the  latter  part  of  last  June,  at  ten  o'clock 
in  the  morning,  Baron  Schmetterling,  president  of  a  bank 
which  increased  his  revenues  and  husband  of  a  wife  who 
scattered  them,  was  going  through  his  mail,  assisted  by  his 
secretary,  in  his  private  office  in  the  Rue  de  la  Victoire. 
He  looks  like  anything  but  a  financier.  Tall,  spare,  big- 
boned,  smooth  shaven  like  a  judge,  his  still  black  hair 
drawn  back  from  the  temples,  piercing  eyes,  a  face  serious 
when  it  is  not  severe,  the  baron  has  only  one  firm  principle 
and  conviction  :  that  of  his  own  superiority.  If  he  reads  in 
the  paper  that  a  general  has  fought  a  battle,  that  a  minister 
has  been  overthrown  or  a  diplomat  recalled,  that  a  tenor 
has  sung  false  or  a  painter  made  a  botch,  he  has  a  way  of 
pursing  his  lips  and  wrinkling  his  brow  with  a  sigh,  as  if  to 
say:  "What  a  pity  I  have  not  time  to  do  anything  but 
manage  my  bank  !  I  would  show  them  a  thing  or  two." 
He  is  always  making  money,  and  he  floats  bonds  with  great 
success.  That  is  the  necessary  part :  when  the  bonds  are 
sold,  he  has  no  further  interest  in  them. 

Judge,  then,  of  his  unpleasant  surprise  when  he  read  the 
following  letter : 

Baron  Schmetterling,  Banker,  ijj  Rue  de  la  Victoire,  Paris — 

Dear  Sir — In  November,  1879,  I  subscribed  in  your  offices  for 
twenty  shares  of  the  capital  stock  of  the  Tonkin  Petroleum  Company, 
at  the  price  of  five  hundred  francs  apiece,  making  ten  thousand 
francs  in  all,  representing  all  my  savings. 

In  spite  of  the  promises  held  out  in  your  prospectus,  which  I  have 
before  me  and  which  bears  your  signature,  the  interest,  which  should 
amount  to  eighteen  per  cent.  ' '  at  the  very  least,"  has  never  been  paid 
10  me.  and,  what  is  more,  the  five  letters  I  have  written  you  in  this 
matter  have  remained  unanswered. 

In  view  of  this  inexplicable  silence  and  the  delay  in  the  conquest  of 
the  country  in  which  the  petroleum  fields  lie — a  conquest  which  the 
above-mentioned  prospectus  declared  was  imminent  and  easy — I  now 
call  upon  you  by  this  letter — sent  by  registered  post — to  reimburse 
me  immediately  the  ten  thousand  francs  invested  by  me.  I  hold  the 
certificates  subject  to  your  order  on  payment  in  legal  tender.  In  de- 
fault of  an  answer  within  forty-eight  hours,  I  warn  you  that  I  shall 
proceed  at  once  to  your  offices  to  negotiate  the  matter  with  you  per- 
sonally. The  loss  of  the  sum  I  claim  would  have  for  me  conse- 
quences which  it  is  impossible — and  which  you  would  care  very  little, 
doubtless — to  conceive. 

Without  going  into  the  matter  further.  I  hope,  sir,  that,  by  a  sacri- 
fice insignificant  for  you,  you  will  avoid  having  to  meet  a  Corsican 
driven  to  desperation.  We  do  not  pay  our  debts  with  fine  phrases  in 
our  country,  and  when  it  is  a  matter  of  a  Corsican's  rights,  he  fears 
absolutely  nothing.  In  our  country-side  I  have  more  than  one  friend 
who  has  killed  two  or  three  men  for  far  less  reason  than  that  which 
constitutes  the  present  case.     Believe  me,  sir,  etc., 

Valferrato,  Corte,  Corsica.  Paoletti,  Sea-Captain. 

"Read  that,  M.  Antoine,"  said  the  baron  to  his  secretary, 
leaning  back  imposingly  in  his  chair. 

M.  Antoine  possessed,  perhaps,  many  good  qualities,  but 
braver)'  was  assuredly  not  one  of  them.  Pale  as  a  sheet,  he 
replaced  the  fatal  missive  before  his  employer,  holding  it 
with  the  tips  of  his  fingers  as  if  it  were  a  dynamite  cart- 
ridge. 

"  Oh,  sir  !  oh,  sir  !  "  was  all  he  could  stammer. 

"What,  M.  Antoine  !"  exclaimed  the  baron,  at  the  top  of 
his  voice,  "  is  it  possible  that  you  are  frightened  ?  " 

"  But,  sir,  these  Corsicans  would  as  soon  cut  a  man's 
throat  as  a  chicken's,  and  this  one  has  a  cold-blooded  way 
of  writing  that  I  do  not  like." 

"Bah!  I  snap  my  fingers  at  him  and  his  way  of  writ- 
ing, Corsican  though  he  is  and  corsair  though  he  doubtless 
has  been." 

"  But,  hadn't  we  better  write  to  him  to-day,  sir.  After  all, 
ten  thousand  francs " 

"  Ten  thousand  devils  take  this  bandit !  That  would  be  a 
pretty  precedent  to  establish  !  Just  think  where  we  would 
be  if  we  bought  back  all  the  bonds  floated  by  the  house." 

"  But,  baron,  if  this  man  doesn't  get  an  answer,  he  will 
come  here  ;  and,  if  he  comes,  inasmuch  as  it  is  part  of  my 
duties  to  receive  visitors " 

Schmetterling  assumed  a  pose  he  had  seen  in  a  picture 
somewhere,  representing  the  Due  de  Guise  when  he  pro- 
nounced the  famous  "  They  will  not  dare  !  " 

"  If  he  comes,    M.  Antoine,"  he  replied,  superbly,  "  you 
may  show  him  into  my  private  office." 
.  "  But  you  must  be  armed." 

"Armed  !  "  exclaimed  the  baron,  opening  his  two  hands — 
which,  nevertheless,  did  not  look  very  terrible — "  at  his  first 
movement,  I  would  wring  his  neck  for  him  as  if  he  were  a 
goose." 

There  was  a  lurid  light  in  his  eyes.  He  meant  what  he 
said.  He  felt  Paoletti's  neck  being  crunched  in  the  living 
vise  of  his  skinny  fingers,  he  heard  his  victim's  final  couict 
he  saw  himself  going  to  the  police  commissioner's  and  say- 
ing to  him,  with  the  calm  of  the  Indian  who  wipes  his  knife 
on  his  thigh  after  having  killed  a  tiger  :  "  I  have  just  killed  a 
man  who  attempted  to  assassinate  me." 

He  dismissed  the  abashed  Father  Antoine — as  he  was 
called  by  the  clerks — and  re-read  the  Corsican's  letter. 
There  was  no  denying  that  the  stock  of  the  Tonkin  Petro- 
leum Company — but  if  banking-houses  had  to  guarantee  the 
investments  they  offered,  they — bah,  Paoletti  was  a  simpleton 
and  Corsicans  were  savages  ! 

That  evening,  Schmetterling  returned  to  his  villa  at  Ville- 
d'Avray  rather  earlier  than  was  his  custom.  He  had  the  fa- 
mous letter  in  his  pocket.  He  showed  it  to  his  wife  and  en- 
acted again  for  her  the  morning's  scene  between  himself  and 
his  secretary,  but  with  less  success.  The  baroness  naturally 
did  not  admire  so  easily,  or  perhaps  she  had  reason  to 
doubt,  her  husband's  courage.  At  any  rate,  she  replied  to 
him  with  as  little  the  air  of  being  impressed  as  if  he  had 
been  an  ordinary  man. 

"  My  dear,"  she  said,  "  don't  be  silly.  Either  Paoletti  will 
not  come,  and  then  you  won't  have  to  strangle  him,  or  he 
will  come,  which  would  be  a  serious  matter,  for  a  man  doesn't 
travel  from  Corsica  to  Paris  unless  he  means  business.  If 
he  does,  be  very  polite  to  him,  call  in  the  police,  and  have 
him  tal  _,n  to  the  station-house.  But  don't  attempt  to  fight 
him  "' 

The  baron  sighed,  put  the  letter  back  in  his  pocket,  and 


retired  to  his  smoking-room.  This  woman  had  never  under- 
stood him.  That  night  he  dreamed  that  Paoletti  came. in, 
brandishing  in  one  hand  a  pistol  and  in  the  other  a  boarding- 
axe.  But  Schmetterling  caught  him  by  the  throat,  and  with 
scarcely  any  effort  reduced  it  to  a  soft,  pulpy  something  that 
oozed  out  into  a  long  sausage,  the  bandit's  head  swaying 
about  like  a  toy  balloon  at  the  end  of  a  string.  It  was  hor- 
rible and  at  the  same  time  delicious  to  exterminate  the  man 
who  had  come  to  kill  him. 

Time  passed,  and,  every  morning  as  they  went  through  the 
mail,  Schmetterling  and  little  Father  Antoine  figured  up 
the  dates.  Paoletti  was  waiting  for  an  answer.  He  did  not 
get  one.  Another  mail  still  failed  to  bring  it.  Perhaps  he 
took  passage  for  France  that  very  day  ;  it  was  the  day  the 
packet-boat  sailed  for  Marseilles.  The  evening  before  the 
day  on  which  Paoletti  might  be  expected  to  arrive  by  the 
Lyons  express,  Schmetterling  did  not  feel  quite  as  well  as 
usuaL  He  secretly  bought  a  revolver  and  wore  it  thrust 
in  his  waist-band,  in  the  approved  American  fashion. 

"  Of  course,"  he  said  to  Antoine,  as  they  were  discussing 
the  Paoletti  affair,  as  they  did  every  morning,  "if  you  want 
to  go  armed,  I  shall  not  make  any  objection." 

Two  hours  later  there  were,  secreted  in  the  drawers  of 
all  the  desks  in  the  bank,  a  sufficient  quantity  of  engines  of 
war  to  massacre  half  Corsica.  The  cashier,  who  was  an 
old  cavalryman,  had  a  sabre  three  feet  long  concealed  be- 
hind the  door.     Now  Paoletti  might  come  on. 

The  next  day's  dawn  did  not  catch  Schmetterling  nap- 
ping. If  the  Corsican  had  started  on  the  date  indicated,  he 
should  arrive  during  the  day.  At  nine  o'clock,  the  baron 
appeared  at  the  bank  with  a  valise. 

"Antoine,"  said  he,  "I  find  I  must  take  a  run  over  to 
Brussels,  but  do  not  mention  where  I  am  going.  If  any- 
thing happens,  telegraph  me  immediately.  Take  this  letter 
yourself  to  police  head-quarters.  They  will  send  you  a  de- 
tective and  two  officers  in  citizen's  dress.  With  these  pre- 
cautions taken,  I  shall  not  feel  uneasy  at  leaving  you." 

A  couple  of  hours  later,  while  Schmetterling  was  being 
whirled  northward  in  the  train,  Antoine  returned  to  the  bank 
with  his  little  squad  of  police,  furnished  with  all  necessary 
instructions.  The  baroness,  for  her  part,  went  to  a  distant 
telegraph  station  and  sent  the  following  dispatch  : 

V'icomte  Gontran  d'Hiristal,  7/  Marignan,  Paris — 

S.  gone  to  Brussels  this  morning.  Come  this  evening  to  V.-d'A., 
but  first  go  to  bank,  Victoire,  and  make  sure  departure  is  not  a  trap. 

Bebe. 

The  Schmetterling  bank  was  closing  its  doors  at  five 
o'clock.  The  revolvers  were  being  laid  away,  and  the  detec- 
tive, who  had  waited  in  vain  all  day,  was  about  to  dismiss 
his  men  and  make  his  report. 

Suddenly  a  tall,  dark,  elegantly  attired  man,  whom  they 
had  never  seen  before  in  the  Rue  de  la  Victoire,  entered  the 
outer  office.  There  was  something  strange  about  his  man- 
ner ;  it  was  not  precisely  that  of  a  Corsican  bandit,  but 
neither  was  it  that  of  an  honest  shop-keeper  come  to  make  a 
deposit. 

"  Is  Baron  Schmetterling  in  ?  "  he  asked  of  the  cashier, 
who  was  toying  with  a  Colt's  self-cocker  under  the  counter. 

"  The  baron  is  not  in  Paris.  But  if  you  will  give  me  your 
name,  I  will  see  if  the  secretary  can  see  you." 

"  Oh,  never  mind,  if  the  baron  is  out  of  town,"  returned 
the  unknown,  who  evidently  had  reasons  for  not  revealing 
his  name.     "  Do  you  know  when  he  will  return  ?  " 

Just  then  Antoine,  who  had  been  notified,  appeared  behind 
the  counter,  his  hands  in  his  trousers'  pockets,  which  con- 
tained death  for  a  dozen  men.  The  cashier  was  creeping  up 
behind  the  dark  gentleman  on  tiptoe,  holding,  concealed  be- 
hind his  back,  his  three-foot  sabre.  The  detective  pretended 
to  be  absorbed  in  his  paper.  Behind  the  door  the  two  offi- 
cers were  getting  their  handcuffs  ready. 

"You  desire  to  see  Baron  Schmetterling ?"  inquired  An- 
toine, with  a  sang-froid  that  surprised  even  himself. 

"  Yes.  They  tell  me  he  is  away.  Perhaps  he  is  at  Ville- 
d'Avray  ? "  said  the  unknown.  "  In  that  case  he  will  be  here 
to-morrow  morning,  will  he  not  ?  " 

"  The  baron  is  not  in  Paris,  nor  is  he  at  Ville-d'Avray," 
returned  the  secretary,  dryly.  "  I  do  not  know  when  he  will 
return." 

"  Very  good,"  said  the  strange  visitor,  and  without  another 
word  he  went  out. 

"  Aren't  you  going  to  arrest  him  ? "  everybody  asked  at 
once  of  the  detective,  who  arose,  calmly  folding  his  paper. 

"  You  can't  arrest  a  man  like  that,"  the  disciple  of  Vidocq 
replied.  "  But  don't  be  uneasy  ;  when  we  get  on  the  track 
of  the  right  man,  it  won't  take  us  long  to  do  the  business." 

A  moment  later,  the  unknown,  carefully  "shadowed," 
jumped  into  a  hired  carriage  that  was  waiting  for  him  at 
the  corner  and  set  off,  not  suspecting  that  a  fiacre,  contain- 
ing three  illy  dressed  men,  was  at  his  heels. 

Successively  the  two  vehicles  went,  one  preceding  the 
other  to  a  barber's,  where  there  was  a  stop  of  twenty-five 
minutes,  and  then  to  the  Cascade  in  the  Bois,  where  the 
three  detectives  dined — at  the  baron's  expense — at  the  next 
table  to  the  unknown's.  He  ate  and  drank  copiously  ;  but 
they  noticed  that  he  had  a  preoccupied  air  and  frequently 
consulted  his  watch.  At  nine  o'clock,  after  smoking  a 
cigar,  he  got  into  his  carriage,  but  got  out  again  almost  im- 
mediately. He  dismissed  the  carriage,  and  was  heard  to 
say  aloud  to  himself :  "  After  all,  it  is  safest." 

The  night  grew  darker.  He  went  to  the  Seine  on  foot, 
crossed  the  Suresnes  bridge,  reached  the  railway  station,  and 
ascertained  when  the  first  train  left  for  Ville-d'Avray,  also 
that  trains  returned  to  Paris  during  the  night.  When  the 
time  came,  he  got  aboard  the  train,  still  followed  at  a  little 
distance  by  the  three  confreres^  who  felt  sure  they  were  on 
the  right  track. 

"What  the  deuce  does  he  want  at  the  villa?  He  knows 
our  client  isn't  there,"  said  the  detective  to  his  men. 
"  Maybe  he's  going  to  set  it  on  fire.  Well,  we'll  find  out 
soon." 

They  got  out  at  Sevres.  It  was  so  dark  it  was  hard  to 
distinguish  the  trees  from  the  road,  but  the  miscreant  went 
along  at  a  good  pace,  without  any  hesitancy,  almost  on  his 


heels  coming  the  officers,  who  glided  silently  along  with  the 
skill  of  redskins.  Doubtless  he  had  reconnoitered  the  lo- 
cality during  the  day. 

Suddenly  the  "shadowed"  man  stopped.  They  heard, 
rather  than  saw,  him  climb  the  wall  of  a  park.  The  officers 
threw  themselves  on  him,  and,  just  as  he  was  mounting  the 
top,  each  of  his  legs  was  seized  by  two  vigorous  hands 
which  dragged  back  into  the  highway  the  legs  and  all  at- 
tached to  them.  The  unknown  was  young  and  robust.  He 
engaged  the  policemen  in  a  frenzied  struggle  that  almost,  for 
an  instant,  turned  out  in  his  favor,  for  the  detective  and  one 
of  his  acolytes,  deceived  by  the  darkness,  took  one  another 
for  the  criminal  and  tried  to  handcuff  each  other. 

But  the  power  of  the  law  prevailed.  Half  an  hour  later 
the  officers  boarded  the  train  in  company  with  dieir  prisoner, 
who,  with  clothes  torn  and  muddied,  hatless,  his  hair  rumpled, 
and  handcuffs  on  his  wrists,  looked  the  most  dangerous  of 
assassins. 

At  the  Schmetterling  villa  there  was  no  suspicion  of  the 
scene  that  had  just  taken  place.  In  a  charming  Japanese 
boudoir,  full  of  flowers,  rare  birds,  and  precious  articles,  a 
very  pretty  little  blonde  woman,  dressed  in  a  cloud  of  laces 
and  turquoise  blue  foulard,  was  nervously  tapping  the  floor 
with  her  silk-shod  foot  and  glancing  impatiently  at  the  clock. 

In  the  gutter,  beside  the  road,  at  the  foot  of  the  park  wall, 
a  pitiful  object,  formless,  problematical,  swam  in  the  middle 
of  a  muddy  puddle.  On  close  inspection,  it  proved  to  be  a 
hat,  or  rather  the  remains  of  a  hat.  On  the  white  satin 
lining,  a  man  accustomed  to  deciphering  hieroglyphics  would 
have  recognized  an  H.  surmounted  by  a  vicomte's  coronet. 

And  already  on  the  electric  wire  a  dispatch  was  being 
rushed  to  Brussels,  carrying  these  words  to  the  baron  : 

"  Paoletti  has  just  been  arrested  in  an  attempt  to  scale  the  wall  of 
your  park  at  Ville-d'Avray." 

"There's  no  use  talking,  the  Paris  police  are  a  pretty 
sharp  lot,"  thought  Schmetterling,  as  he  read  the  telegram — 
not  without  feeling  a  slightly  creepy  sensation  in  his  back. 
And  he  took  the  train  back  to  Paris. 

"  My  dear,"  he  said,  as  early  the  next  morning  he  em- 
braced his  wife,  "  you  can  never  imagine  what  came  very 
near  happening  to  you  last  night." 

Thoroughly  awakened  by  these  words,  the  baroness  sat 
up,  turning  a  little  pale.  "  What  do  you  mean  ?  "  she  de- 
manded. 

"  Paoletti  —  you  know,  the  Tonkin  Petroleum  stock 
man " 

"Yes.     Well?" 

"He  was  arrested  astride  of  the  park  wall  last  night. 
Now  haven't  I  managed  this  little  affair  pretty  well?" 

"  But  are  you  quite  sure  it  is  Paoletti  ? "  said  she,  for- 
getting herself. 

"It  was  a  beautifully  laid  plan,  wasn't  it?  I  always 
thought  I  was  cut  out  for  a  chief  of  police.  But  I  must 
hurry  off  to  the  station-house.  I  must  not  let  this  affair  get 
out.  Those  confounded  reporters  would  have  it  all  over  the 
city,  and  it  would  hurt  the  bank.  So,  my  dear,  not  a  word 
of  this  to  any  one,  please."  And  Schmetterling  took  his  de- 
parture, tremendously  busy  and  quite  radiant. 

As  to  the  baroness,  she  did  not  think  of  fainting,  as  so 
many  women  would  have  done  in  her  place.  But  she  let  slip 
between  her  ruddy  lips  a  little  oath  that  became  positively 
charming  when  it  issued  from  such  a  pretty  mouth.  Then 
she  began  to  reflect  seriously. 

"  Well,"  she  said,  ringing  for  her  maid,  "  I  must  be  ready 
to  act.  Nothing  is  lost  yet,  he  is  such  a  fool.  And,  fortu- 
nately, he  has  never  seen  D'Heristal.  And  D'Heristal — 
there's  an  imbecile  for  you  !  " 

By  the  time  he  reached  the  station-house,  Schmetterling 
had  composed  his  speech  and  learned  it  by  heart — something 
positive,  brief,  and  to  the  point,  for  one  does  not  address  an 
old  sea-wolf  as  if  he  were  an  embassador.  Thanks  to  his 
influence,  he  was  permitted  to  see  the  arrested  man  alone. 

The  old  sea-wolf  who  was  brought  before  him  when  he  had 
shown  the  order  from  the  prefecture,  looked  more  like  a 
vagabond  from  the  slums,  with  his  leaden  face,  his  tousled 
hair,  and  his  torn  and  muddy  garments. 

"I  am  Baron  Schmetterling,"  abruptly  began  the  financier. 

The  prisoner,  who  thought  himself  in  the  presence  of  a 
magistrate,  made  a  significant  grimace. 

"  Impressed  already,"  thought  the  amateur  Vidocq.  Then, 
after  having  looked  hard  for  a  full  minute  at  poor  D'Heristal 
— who  would  have  given  half  a  dozen  baronesses  to  have 
been  peacefully  at  home  in  his  apartment  in  the  Rue  Marig- 
nan— Schmetterling  resumed  :  "  You  are  absolutely  in  my 
power,  and  I  can  send  you  to  the  galleys.  Do  not  attempt 
to  deny  it.  I  have  your  letters,  captain,  and  you  were 
caught  red-handed.  Now,  I  do  not  wish  to  be  too  hard  on 
you.  I  have  had  this  interview  without  witnesses,  because  it 
is  best  for  both  of  us  that  this  little  matter  should  not  be- 
come public  talk.  Men  of  your  profession  do  not  like  long 
phrases  ;  I  shall,  therefore,  get  right  to  the  point,  with  all 
sails  set,  as  you  would  express  it.  Have  you  brought  with 
you  the — the  documents  you  want  to  sell  me  at  such  a  high 
price  ?  " 

D'Heristal,  who  was  rapidly  becoming  bewildered,  signi- 
fied that  he  had  not. 

"Then  I  can  do  nothing,"  continued  the  banker.  "In 
any  case,  do  not  imagine  for  a  moment  that  I  shall  go  as 
high  as  ten  thousand  francs.  Half  of  that  is  as  much  as  I 
can  give,  and  you  will  be  making  a  great  mistake  if  you  do 
not  take  it." 

"What  do  you  take  me  for,  sir?"  thundered  the  viscount, 
who  thought  this  was  a  proposition  to  him  to  sell  the  baroness's 
letters,  and  who,  moreover,  had  not  received  a  single  one, 
for  the  lady  had  been  careful  not  to  write. 

"  But  I  don't  have  to  give  you  a  cent.  You  have  no 
rights  in  the  matter.  Is  it  my  fault  if  the  affair  has  not 
turned  out  as  you  expected  ?  1  lose  more  than  you  do,  and 
if  everybody  followed  your  example,  I  would  like  to  know 
what  would  become  of  me.  Have  you  ever  made  a  voyage, 
captain  ? " 

"  Never,"  responded  D'Heristal,  whose  maritime  experi- 
ence had  been  confined  to  a  trip  to  England  and  back. 


July  23,  1894. 


THE        ARC  ON  AU  T. 


6 


"  Well,  you  might  have,  like  many  of  your  companions. 
Now,  what  would  you  have  said  if  the  people  who  confided 
their  merchandise  to  you  had  held  you  responsible  for  it  ? 
Is  it  my  fault  if  China  has  prevented  the  realization  of  your 
hopes  ?  " 

"  Sir,"  said  the  viscount,  who  felt  his  reason  leaving  him, 
"I  am  in  your  power,  as  you  say,  but  you  are  abusing  it. 
Let  us  end  this  interview,  which  is  purposeless,  and  send  me 
back  to  my  cell." 

"  The  rascal  is  shrewd,"  thought  Schmetterling  ;  and  he 
continued  aloud  :  "  Well,  you  are  very  unreasonable,  but 
you  shall  have  your  ten  thousand  francs.  Make  your  ar- 
rangements to  present  the  certificates  to  my  cashier,  and  do 
not  forget  that,  at  the  least  indiscretion  on  your  part,  the 
bargain  will  be  off.  In  an  hour  you  will  be  free.  Do 
not  waste  a  minute.  The  ten  thousand  francs  are  ready, 
but  if  the  faintest  breath  of  this  gets  into  the  papers,  I 
shall  be  after  you  relentlessly." 

Schmetterling  returned  to  Ville-d'Avray  to  luncheon. 
With  closed  doors,  he  recounted  his  experience  to  his  wife, 
who  made  him  repeat  the  entire  conversation,  word  for  word, 
and  took  a  full  description  of  the  pretended  Corsican.  At 
two  o'clock  the  baron  returned  to  his  bank.  By  the  follow- 
ing train  the  baroness  went  to  Paris,  and  fell  like  a  bomb — 
a  heavily  veiled  bomb — in  an  apartment  in  the  Rue  Marignan, 
where  D'Heristal,  just  alighted  from  the  cab  that  had  brought 
him,  was  vainly  trying  to  recognize  himself  in  a  mirror. 

"Clotilde  !  "  he  cried,-throwing  himself  on  his  knees  be- 
fore her. 

"  Don't  come  near  me,"  she  cried  ;  "you  look  like  a  pick- 
pocket All  is  over  between  us.  You  are  an  imbecile,  you 
men  are  all  imbeciles — fortunately.  Come  out  of  your  be- 
wilderment for  five  minutes,  and  tell  me  what  happened  this 
morning." 

"  Oh,  if  you  could  only  make  something  of  it  !  Your  hus- 
band came,  called  me  captain,  raved  of  China,  and  offered 
me  ten  thousand  francs.     But  you  may  be  sure,  Clotilde " 

"  I  am  sure  I  was  a  fool  ever  to — but  enough  of  that. 
You  have  been  taken  for  another,  and  if  that  other  should 
appear,  all  would  be  lost.  You  must  go  to  Marseilles  this 
evening — you  will  reach  there  at  eleven  to-morrow  morning, 
and  the  boat  leaves  for  Corsica  in  the  afternoon.  Go  to 
Corte,  from  there  to  Valferrato  ;  ask  for  Captain  Paoletti ; 
tell  him  you  bring  him  ten  thousand  francs  from  Baron 
Schmetterling  for  his  twenty  shares  of  Tonkin  Petroleum. 
Give  him  the  money,  and  bring  me  back  the  stock.  Go, 
sir ;  do  not  try  to  understand — it  would  take  too  long. 
You  are  a  gentleman,  you  will  obey  without  explanations. 
My  honor,  my  fortune,  my  life  depend  upon  it." 

The  unhappy  D'Heristal  could  only  obey.  He  took  ten 
thousand  francs  with  him,  passed  the  night  on  the  train, 
after  having  spent  the  preceding  one  in  a  cell,  found  Val- 
ferrato and  "  Captain  "  Paoletti — who  was  commandant  of  a 
fishing-smack — and  brought  back  the  shares.  Finally  he 
reached  his  own  rooms  again,  and  had  not  long  to  wait  for 
the  baroness's  visit.  She  came  in  a  great  hurry,  tendered 
him  the  tips  of  two  fingers,  declined  to  sit  down,  and  de- 
manded the  certificates  of  stock.  She  counted  them,  veri- 
fied them,  rolled  them  up  in  a  ball,  and,  putting  them  in  the 
grate,  applied  a  match  and  watched  them  till  they  were  con- 
sumed to  ashes. 

"But, baroness,"  timidly  objected  D'Heristal,  "there's  five 
hundred  louis  there.  After  all,  your  husband  promised  to 
pay  for  the  shares,  and,  perhaps,  if  they  were  presented  at 
his  counter — besides,  he  would  have  a  chance  to  explain  to 
me " 

"  My  husband  !  I  know  him.  He  would  politely  take 
the  papers  and  immediately  seize  you  by  the  collar.  This 
time  you  would  not  get  away  so  easily.  No,  I  think  my 
peace  of  mind  is  worth  ten  thousand  francs.  Good-bye,  and 
if  by  chance  we  ever  meet  again,  pray  be  less  clumsy  than 
you  were  the  other  day." 

The  stock  disposed  of,  the  baroness  took  her  departure, 
and  D'Heristal,  sinking  into  a  chair,  took  a  sheet  of  paper 
and  philosophically  drew  up  the  following  account : 

Bouquets,  bor.bons,  jewels,  etc 5,000  francs 

Her  booth  at  the  charity  bazaar 1,000  francs 

Dinner  at  Bignon's 150  francs 

Trip  to  Corsica 600  francs 

Paoletti  (coin) 10,000  francs 

Total " 

"  A  man  who  says  he  is  a  gardener  at  Ville-d'Avray 
wishes  to  see  you,  sir,"  said  his  valet,  as  Gontran  was  sum- 
ming up  the  total. 

"  Let  him  come  in,"  said  Gontran,  pen  in  air,  ft.1"  he 
scented  a  new  item  to  "add  to  the  account. 

Baron  Schmetterling's  gardener  entered  and  made  a  low 
bow. 

"If  you  please,  sir,"  he  began,  with  the  assurance  of  a 
man  who  knows  his  business,  "  my  son  is  just  turned  twelve, 
and  I  want  to  send  him  to  boarding-school.  But  that  takes 
a  deal  of  money,  and  we  are  not  rich.  My  wife,  who  is  the 
baroness's  maid,  advised  me  to  apply  to  you,  sir.  A  loan  of 
a  thousand  francs  would  oblige  us  greatly  just  now.  At  the 
same  time  I  bring  you  this,  sir,"  and,  opening  a  parcel  he 
had  held  under  his  arm,  the  man  drew  forth  a  relic  that 
D'Heristal  recognized  at  once  as  the  hat  he  had  left  on  the 
field  of  battle. 

"  You  are  a  cheeky  scoundrel,"  said  Gontran,  as  he  opened 
a  drawer  in  his  desk,  "  but  you  are  the  only  person  who  has 
shown  any  intelligence  in  this  whole  business.  And  if  you 
know  anything  of  what  it's  all  about,  you  have  more  luck 
than  I." 

The  gardener  left,  quite  unmoved,  and  Gontran  turned 
again  to  his  account  and  wrote  the  following  : 

One  hat 1,000  francs 

Total 17.750  francs 

"Say  eighteen  thousand  francs  in  round  figures.  This 
has  been  a  pretty  expensive  business.  Still,  I  escaped  trial 
— but  I  really  would  like  to  know  why  I  went  to  Corsica." — 
Translated  for  the  Argonaut  from  the  French  of  Leon  de 
Tinseau. 


OLD    FAVORITES. 


The  Passage  of  the  Statues. 
The  statue  loomed  against  the  midnight  sky  : 
The  city's  thousand  roofs  lay  hushed  in  sleep  ; 
Its  steeples  lifting  shadowy  spires  on  high 
Looked  like  gigantic  shepherds  watching  sheep. 
The  towers  of  Notre  Dame  in  murky  air 
Frowned  each  on  each,  whilst  voices  of  despair 
Moaned  in  the  wind,  and  heavy  cloud  on  cloud 
Hung  down  as  if  the  dead  day's  solemn  shroud 
Would  never  more  be  lifted — nor  again 
The  splendor  of  the  morn  arise  and  reign  : 
As  if  the  sun  burnt  out  on  darkened  hearth 
Had  passed  away  from  the  forsaken  earth 
And  left  the  desolate  and  rayless  sky 
Wrapt  in  eternal  night's  obscurity. 
Calm— sword  in  hand,  and  bearing  on  his  breast 
The  harness  of  his  ancient  warrior  race. 
Sits  the  bronze  horseman,  ready,  lance  in  rest, 
Hero  and  King — and  set  upon  his  face 
An  iron  smile.     Tranquil — immutable — 
He  looked — as  down  the  inky  darkness  fell —  ' 
With  that  untiring  gesture  pointing  there 
As  if  he  petrified  the  very  air. 
All  that  upon  a  regal  brow  may  He 
Of  force,  in  tragic  brass  captivity — 
All  that  of  lightning-flash  an  eye  may  keep 
Bound  in  its  prison  house  of  endless  sleep — 
All  the  strange  life  that  lies  in  death,  combined 
In  that  colossal  form  to  lend  the  hour 
The  solitude — the  gloom — its  direful  power. 
Around  the  statue  wailed  and  wailed  the  wind — 
And  through  its  arches  wild  with  terror  vain. 
There  fled  the  rushing  waters  of  the  Seine. 
With  sudden  blast — and  whence  what   tongue   may  tell  ?- 
A  voice  upon  the  icy  stillness  fell. 
It  smote  the  ear  upon  the  statue's  face — 
It  said  :  "  See  if  your  son  is  in  his  place." 
If  in  that  hour  a  wanderer  had  passed  by 
Horror  had  froze  his  blood,  for  earth  and  sky 
Ne'er  heard  before  so  hoarse — so  strange  a  sound. 
It  struck  like  thunder  on  the  air  around. 
The  monstrous  muscles  of  the  brass-bound  steed 
Quivered — the  foot  so  long  upraised  in  air 
That  through  the  marble  crevices  the  weed 
And  fragile  wild-flower  had  bloomed  untrodden  there. 
Drew  near  the  margin  of  the  pedestal, 
And  as  on  viewless  plains  in  hideous  dream 
Horseman  and  horse  descended.     Over  all 
Reigned  the  still  night  without  one  passing  gleam. 
No  light  of  star — no  ray  of  moonlight  shone — 
And  swift  the  waters  of  the  Seine  fled  on. 
Strange  sight !  past  palace,  hovel,  square,  and  street. 
The  man  in  bronze  advanced  ;  beneath  his  feet 
The  city  shook  and  dismal  murmurs  rose 
And  followed  him — a  wail  of  ghostly  woes 
From  phantom  lips — the  exceeding  bitter  cry 
Of  ancient  wrong  and  ancient  slavery. 
The  moaning  of  a  past  of  blood  and  tears, 
The  howling  of  revolt — of  outraged  years. 
It  was  the  tomb  that  opened  forth  to  yield 
The  shrieks  of  slaughtered  men  on  battle-field — 
And  cries  from  burning  towns — one  seemed  to  hear 
Women's  and  children's  voices  in  their  fear. 
Whilst  loud  "Te  Deums"  for  glorious  victory 
Rung  out  and  drowned  the  captive's  bitter  sigh — 
Loud  shouts  from  ruthless  power — despairing  groans 
From  torture  chamber — pasans  round  the  thrones — 
It  was  the  blood — the  flesh — the  fire — the  steel 
Bearing  to  God  on  high  a  last  appeal — 
And  on  the  horseman  passed  with  ceaseless  tread 
Until  he  came  where,  gleaming  overhead, 
'Mid  trembling  leaves,  a  phantom  grand  and  white 
Shone  in  pale  splendor  through  the  gloom  of  night, 
Dreaming — august — serene — a  laurel  wreath 
About  his  brow — upon  the  column's  base 
A  hand  of  justice.     Then  that  icy  breath 
Once  more  came  hoarsely  like  the  sob  of  death. 
It  said:  "See  if  your  son  is  in  his  place." 
E'en  as  the  hunter  wakes  at  sound  of  horn 
The  white  king  wakened  from  his  placid  dream 
And  followed  the  bronze  horseman,  whilst  the  dawn 
Broke  and  the  morning  star  began  to  gleam. 
On  to  the  Place  des  Victoires.     Neither  said 
This  way  or  that,  but  on  with  measured  tread 
Until  they  stood  before  another  king. 
Nay,  not  a  king — a  god  :  erect— his  head 
As  if  with  viewless  spirits  communing, 
Seemed  formed  to  gaze  on  skies  forever  fair. 
Strange  lustre  on  his  pallid  brow  was  shed, 
He  stood  irradiate  in  his  glory  there. 
In  naked  splendor,  with  not  crown  nor  sword, 
Still — as  if  borne  on  distant  breeze  he  heard 
The  shock  of  battle,  and  without  a  word 
Commanded.     Stern,  the  man  in  bronze  drew  near 
And  stood  before  the  conqueror  face  to  face. 
It  seemed  the  wind  grew  still  that  all  might  hear. 
He  said  :  "  See  if  your  son  is  in  his  place." 
The  statue  god— dim  starlight  on  his  brow — 
Opened  his  lips  and  murmured:  "Who  art  thou — 
Whom  dost  thou  name?"     "They  call  him  Well-Belov'd.' 
Slowly  the  god  descended.     "Where  is  he?" 
The  man  in  bronze  said  hoarsely,  "Come  and  see." 
On  through  the  ghostly  gloom  the  Phantoms  moved, 
And  side  by  side  by  quay  and  palace  passed, 
On  to  the  Tuileries  :  here,  stunn'd,  aghast 
They  stood  in  fear.     Night  blackened  overhead, 
The  waters  of  the  Seine  in  terror  fled. 
O  horror  !  in  the  dark  and  desolate  square, 
Instead  of  crowned  triumphal  statue  there. 
Instead  of  sceptred  "Well-beloved"  king, 
A  hideous,  menacing,  appalling  thing  ! 
Two  blackened  posts  upheld  a  triangle 
From  which  a  ladder  trembled,  and  beneath 
There  seemed  to  yawn  a  pit  as  still  as  death. 
The  hideous  vision  stood  a  monster  there, 
Crimson  as  carnage,  black  as  funeral  pall. 
It  seemed  the  door  of  one  vast  sepulchre, 
Apart,  aloof,  betwixt  mankind  and  all 
"hat  God  keeps  secret :  fearful  threshold,  gate 
li  f  nothingness,  of  direful  gloom  and  hate  ! 
Ai.ove,  the  hand  that  traced  them  who  could  see? 
T\n  lurid  numbers  shimmer'd,  93. 
No  breath,  no  murmur  in  the  world  around, 
No  whisper  of  the  wind,  no  cry,  no  sound, 
But  in  the  silent  sky  so  dim,  so  far, 
The  mist  broke  suddenly  and  showed  a  star. 
Then  to  the  place  where  still  the  statue  stood 
There  rolled,  a  head,  death-white  and  stained  with  blood. 
Who  art  thou,  spectre?    Speak  !  "     "  Son  of  your  son." 
Whence  comes  thou,  grim  vision  ?"     "  From  a  throne." 
What  is  this  fell  machine  that  bars  our  path?" 
Its  name  is  Retribution— End— and  Death." 
By  whom  constructed  ?  "     He  of  ashen  hue 
Looked  up  and  answered,  "  O  my  fathers,  You  !  " 

—  Victor  Hugo,  translated  by  C.  £.  Meetkerke. 


THE    FOURTH    IN    GOTHAM. 

ur"  says  the  Town    is    Deserted— Where   the  Fashionables 
Are— Henry  C.  Bowen's  Celebration  at 
"Woodstock. 


With  the  completion  of  the  street  railway  line  between 
Lowell  and  Haverhill,  Mass.,  a  line  of  forty-two  miles  is 
made,  becoming  the  longest  continuous  street  railway  in  the 
country. 


New  York  is  always  deserted  on  the  Fourth  ;  this  year  it 
fairly  emptied  itself.  It  was  like  a  Sunday.  In  some  of  the 
thickly  settled  wards,  you  would  walk  a  block  without  meet- 
ing a  soul.  Everybody  was  on  the  edge  of  the  ocean  or 
under  green  leaves.  The  only  exception  to  the  exodus  was 
the  braves  of  Tammany,  who  held  their  usual  feast,  with  a 
long  talk  and  a  short  talk — Hon.  Patrick  Walsh,  of  Georgia, 
being  responsible  for  the  former  and  Mr.  Croker,  just  arrived 
from  England,  for  the  latter. 

The  watering-places  were  all  full.  Narragansett  is  very 
aristocratic  this  year.  Mr.  and  Mrs.  W.  C.  Rhinelander, 
Mrs.  John  T.  Hall,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Richard  Irvin,  Jr.,  Dr. 
and  Mrs.  Seward  Webb,  have  cottages  round  the  little 
Casino  and  entertain  a  good  deal.  A  rival  spot  is  South- 
ampton, on  Long  Island,  which  has  always  been  a  favorite 
with  exiles  from  the  city,  but  is  particularly  fashionable  this 
year.  Mrs.  Jimmie  Beckman  is  there,  with  the  Barclays 
and  the  Frelinghuysens,  Mrs.  de  Lancey  Nicoll,  and  the 
John  Bloodgoods,  Jr.  There  is  a  dance  or  a  dinner  every 
evening,  and  a  golf  or  bicycling  party  every  aflemoon. 
Rents  have  jumped  skyward.  New  London  is  also  full  of 
people,  and  is  as  popular  as  ever  with  yachtsmen. 

Newport  is  gloomy  and  depressed.  There  are  more 
houses  closed  this  year  than  ever  before  since  Newport  be- 
came a  resort  of  fashion.  The  weather  has  been  indescrib- 
able— incessant  fog  and  rain,  enough  to  give  any  one  the 
blues.  Half  the  big  houses  are  closed  up.  That  is  the  case 
with  the  Vanderbilt  palace,  whose  iron  gates  are  shut  and 
whose  lamp-posts  are  covered  with  iron  boxes.  The  Town- 
send  Burden  place  is  barred  and  boarded  up  and  will  not  be 
re-opened  this  year.  Mr.  Storrs  Wells,  the  Wetmores,  the 
Winthrops,  the  Cuttings,  the  Clewses,  the  Cornelius  Vander- 
bilts  are  all  in  Europe.  Mrs.  William  Astor  is  at  Newport, 
but  is  in  the  deepest  mourning,  and  drives  in  solitary  state 
along  the  avenue.  The  McAllisters  paid  a  flying  visit  and 
departed  for  the  springs.  There  is  more  life  on  the  lower 
end  of  Bellevue  Avenue,  and  the  Fred  Vanderbilts,  Ogden 
Millses,  Brookses,  and  others  are  doing  their  best  to  keep  the 
place  alive.  Bailey's  Beach  is  full  of  bathers  and  is  over- 
run with  bicycles. 

There  is  quite  a  flurry  in  high  social  circles  over  the  pro- 
posed debut  of  the  Misses  Robinson.  These  young  ladies 
have  appeared  in  an  amateur  way  on  Staten  Island  and  at 
West  Point,  and  it  appears  that  they  resolved  to  give  enter- 
tainments at  private  houses,  after  the  manner  adopted  by  the 
Misses  Leech,  two  charming  Southern  girls,  who  are  re- 
ceived everywhere,  but  who  will  get  up  a  play  at  a  Newport 
cottage  for  money.  A  similar  style  of  entertainment  is 
given  by  Mrs.  Pemberton  Hincks,  of  New  Orleans,  who  is 
received  everywhere  and  who  makes  money  to  educate  her 
little  daughter.  In  order  to  help  the  Misses  Robinson, 
Oliver  Sumner  Teall  invited  them  to  make  their  debut  at  a 
"camp-fire  tea"  at  his  place,  and  every  one  was  saying  how 
kind  it  was,  when  the  brother  of  the  young  ladies  turned  up 
and  positively  forbade  his  sisters  playing  for  money,  declar- 
ing that  he  was  able  and  willing  to  support  them.  The 
Beverly  Robinsons  have  been  high  people  in  their  day,  with 
a  title  somewhere  among  them. 

Next  to  this,  the  approaching  marriage  of  Phil  Daly,  Jr., 
to  Miss  Jennie  Joyce  is  the  main  subject  of  conversation. 
Phil  Daly  is  worth  a  million  and  a  half,  which  his  father 
made  at  his  gambling  establishment  at  Long  Branch,  and  is 
hand  and  glove  with  the  gilded  youth,  many  of  whom  have 
dropped  money  to  him  over  the  green  cloth.  When  Phil 
withdrew  from  the  business,  it  was  a  matter  of  common  re- 
mark that  society  would  presently  take  him  to  its  bosom, 
with  all  his  imperfections  on  his  head.  But  his  coming 
marriage  will  not  help  to  open  to  him  the  doors  of  the  Astors 
or  the  Vanderbilts.  Miss  Jennie  Joyce  is  a  monstrously 
handsome  young  woman,  with  a  figure  which  she  used  to 
display  with  lavish  generosity  at  Koster  and  Bial's.  She  is 
nearly  six  feet  tall  and  as  symmetrical  as  a  Greek  statue. 
It  was  she  who,  when  Mrs.  Astor  refused  to  pay  the  duty  on 
a  Worth  dress  and  abandoned  it  to  the  United  States,  slipped 
forward,  bought  it,  and  advertised  her  forthcoming  appear- 
ance in  a  song-and-dance  show  "  in  Mrs.  Aster's  dress." 

In  some  places,  the  Fourth  was  celebrated  with  unusual 
iclaty  and  beauty  and  fashion  condescended  to  give  an  hour 
to  keeping  the  national  birthday.  Thousands  of  Philadel- 
phians  gathered  to  hear  the  big  bell  in  the  dome  of  Inde- 
pendence Hall  toll  one  hundred  and  eighteen  times  in 
honor  of  the  age  of  the  United  States.  At  Cuba,  in  Alle- 
ghany County,  Ex-Speaker  Sulzer  delivered  a  stirring  ad- 
dress on  the  past  and  future  of  the  nation,  and  dwelt  on 
the  influence  of  the  home  in  forming  the  national  character. 
The  usual  celebration  was  given  at  Henry  C.  Bowen's 
place  at  Woodstock.  These  celebrations  have  been  kept  up 
from  year  to  year  since  the  foundation  of  the  Republican 
party  ;  ever)'  prominent  member  of  the  party  has  taken 
part  in  one  or  more.  This  year  the  oration  was  delivered 
by  St.  Clair  McElway,  editor  of  the  Brooklyn  Eagle ;  his 
subject  was  "  The  Sale  of  Law."     He  said  : 

"  The  sale  of  law  in  its  administration  in  cities  is  as  systematic  as 
it  is  secret,  and  strange  to  say,  it  has  always  to  go  along  with  results 
in  government  that  will  secure  general  content.  New  York  furnishes 
an  example  of  this.  The  statement  of  facts  seems  a  series  of  para- 
doxes. New  York  protects  life  and  property  well,  but  its  protectors 
enrich  themselves  out  of  the  violators  of  law.  There  the  finest  drive- 
ways  for  the  rich  and  the  best  chain  of  small  parks  for  the  poor  in 
America  are  maintained,  but  businesses  licensed  by  law  are  black- 
mailed, pursuits  forbidden  by  law  are  taxed  for  revenue  only,  and 
general  business  is  permitted  to  trespass  on  public  rights  and  pub- 
lic grounds  for  a  consideration.  Men  who  avoid  brawls  and  keep 
sober  are  as  secure  by  night  or  day  on  most  of  New  York's  streets  as 
in  their  own  homes,  yet  a  system  of  robbery,  ransom,  and  revenge,  if 
robbery  or  ransom  be  refused,  prevails  in  New  York  equal  to  any 
plied  by  Sicilian  bandits  or  Greek  or  Cuban  brigands." 

Nh\v  York,  July  6,  1894: 


THE 


ARGONAUT. 


July  23,  1894. 


THE    BLOOD    MIRROR. 


How  a  Product  of  Fetishism  Brought  Death  to  Kenneth  Hardesty. 

"  What  in  the  name  of  creation  is  this  thing,  Grant  ? " 
asked  Alden,  holding  up  an  oddly  shaped  thick  glass  vial, 
stained  on  one  side  with  some  dull-red  color  and  covered 
with  the  accumulated  dust  of  years.  The  elder  man  lowered 
his  newspaper  and  directed  his  quiet  gaze  at  the  article  which 
had  excited  his  friend's  curiosity,  and  which  he  had  come 
upon  while  rummaging  in  Grant's  cabinet  of  odds  and  ends. 
"  That — hold  it  a  little  more  in  the  light,  old  man,"  said 
the  latter,  and  then,  as  his  guest  did  so,  a  quick  frown 
passed  over  his  pleasant  face,  and  he  added  :  "  I  thought 
that  accursed  thing  was  destroyed  long  ago.  It  is  all  that  is 
left  of  my  blood  mirror." 

"  Your  what  ?  "  asked  Alden,  in  mild  astonishment,  turning 
from  the  vial  to  the  man. 

"My  blood  mirror — the  one  Venzeni  once  had.  Did  you 
never  see  it  before  ?  " 

"  Never,"  repljed  Allen,  decidedly,  replacing  the  vial  care- 
fully and  observing  it  now  from  a  respectful  distance. 
"  What  is  a  blood  mirror,  if  I  may  ask  ?  " 

"  A  blood  mirror,"  returned  Grant  shortly,  "  is  a  damn- 
ably artistic  invention  of  a  most  savage  set  of  men — the 
Maoris,  of  New  Zealand." 

"  Come,"  said  Alden,  drawing  up  a  chair  to  the  table  and 
preparing  to  listen,  "  this  sounds  interesting  !  What  is  the 
story  ?  I  can  see  one  in  your  eyes,  and  the  title  is  certainly 
grewsome  enough." 

"  Perhaps  so — but  not  half  so  grewsome  as  the  last  ex- 
perience I  had  with  the  mirror,"  returned  Grant,  grimly  ; 
"  do  you  care  to  hear  about  it  ?  " 

"  Oh,  no,"  replied  Alden,  with  mild,  friendly  sarcasm  ;  "  I 
never  care  to  hear  your  stories  ;  you  ought  to  know  it  by 
this  time  !  I  only  let  you  tell  them  so  you'll  be  amused  and 
not  break  the  furniture,  or  mark  on  the  walls,  or  pull  the  cat's 

tail !     If  you  think  I " 

"  Very  well,"  said  Grant,  interrupting  and  smiling  good- 
naturedly  at  the  younger  man,  "  you  shall  have  it,  then.  .  .  . 
You  remember,  perhaps,  poor  Venzeni's  body-servant — that  j 
howling  dervish  of  a  savage,  half  Maori,  half  Zulu  (though 
how  he  came  so,  I  never  new),  and  wholly  a  crude  magician  j 
of  no  mean  order.     He  died  the  same  night  that  Moore  j 
murdered   Venzeni,  and,  among  the  other  strange  contriv-  j 
ances  of  his  art,  he  left  this  mirror.     And,  as  Venzeni  had  ! 
willed  me  all  his  things,  or  nearly  so,  and  because  no  one  i 
else  wanted  the  savage's  dried  skins  and  bones  and  other 
disagreeable  things,  I   took  them,  the  mirror  along  with  the 
rest.     And  having  heard  of  the  marvelous  power  attributed 
to  the  uncanny  thing,  I  resolved  to  try  it  some  night. 

"  The  power  which  this  mirror  possessed,  according  to  what 
Venzeni  had  told  me,  was  that  of  reflecting  events  as  they 
happened,  anywhere  in  the  world,  for  the  person  who  looked 
into  it  and  who  willed  it.  The  absurdity  of  this  was  so  evi- 
dent that  I  only  laughed  when  he  mentioned  it.  But  Ven- 
zeni was  always  a  hot-tempered  chap,  you  know,  and  this 
made  him  flash  up  like  powder  in  the  pan.  'If  you 
will  come  here  to-morrow  night,'  said  he.  '  I  will  have  : 
him  prove  what  I  say,  for  your  amusement.'  But  though  1 
promised  to  do  so,  to  smooth  his  ruffled  feelings  down,  he  ' 
was  called  away  that  afternoon,  and,  by  the  time  he  returned  1 
home,  we  had  both  forgotten  the  incident.  One  day  while 
reading,  1  came  across  a  little  article  on  this  very  subject, 
written  by  as  firm  a  believer  in  the  occult  and  supernatural  j 
as  ever  Venzeni  had  been,  however,  and  there  I  learned  the 
unnatural,  heathenish  manner  in  which  these  mirrors  are  | 
manufactured.  It  seems  that  the  blood  used  is  that  of  an 
enemy  killed  in  a  hand-to-hand  conflict,  and  the  fluid  is  sucked 
out  of  his  fatal  wound  by  the  successful  antagonist,  who 
in  turn  ejects  it  into  a  bottle  from  his  mouth,  and 
then,  after  a  lot  more  disgusting  conjuring,  it  becomes  en- 
dowed with  its  wonderful  power.  Some  other  liquid  is  also 
put  with  it  to  prevent  its  evaporation,  it  is  tightly  corked,  and 
there  you  are.  Of  course,  horrible  as  the  whole  thing  was 
to  contemplate,  this  interested  me,  and,  thereupon,  I  got  out 
my  specimen  of  savage  magic,  and  pouring  it  carefully  into 
a  saucer,  I  passed  my  hands  over  it  once  or  twice,  thought 
earnestly  of  a  certain  street-crossing  down-town,  and  looked 
into  the  mirror. 

"  The  result,  I  acknowledge,  startled  me,  for  there,  before 
me,  as  plainly  as  if  I  were  looking  at  the  scene  itself 
through  the  wrong  end  of  an  opera-glass,  say,  was  the 
street  I  had  thought  of,  with  cabs,  and  cars,  and  drays  pass- 
ing up  and  down,  the  pavements  lined  with  people,  and  every- 
thing just  as  I  knew  it  would  be  at  that  time  of  night.  Sud- 
denly, however,  as  I  stared  down,  fascinated  by  this  new,  if 
uncanny,  toy,  I  observed  a  strangely  familiar  figure  turn  the 
corner,  and,  looking  steadily  at  him,  I  recognized — myself. 
Before  I  could  begin  to  puzzle  my  own  mind  with  questions 
as  to  the  meaning  of  this,  however,  two  maddened  horses  at- 
tached to  a  carriage  seemed  to  dash  wildly  down  the  street, 
and,  in  endeavoring  to  save  a  child  I  saw  crossing  it  from 
being  run  over,  the  miniature  figure  of  myself  sprang  in 
front  of  the  excited  animals,  and  the  next  moment  I  was 
being  trampled  beneath  their  feet.  Then  the  mirror  cleared, 
and  I  saw  nothing  but  the  dark,  dully-shining  blood  before 
me.  To  say  that  I  was  satisfied  with  my  experiment  would 
hardly  be  truthful,  for  I  was  not ;  the  thing  worried  me,  and 
when,  two  weeks  later,  this  very  scene  that  I  had  looked 
upon  really  happened,  as  I  was  being  carried,  bruised  and 
pretty  well  done  up,  though  not  seriously  hurt,  to  my  rooms, 
I  remembered  with  very  little  satisfaction  that  Venzeni  had 
once  said  this  particular  mirror  was  different  from  the  usual 
sort.  Evidently  it  was,  for  not  only  did  this  little  pool  of 
human  blood  shadow  what  had  happened,  but,  in  my  case, 
at  least,  it  had  foretold  the  future,  and  had  I  been  smart 
enough  at  the  time  and  given  to  taking  hints,  I  would  prob- 
ably have  been  more  careful.  Thinking  thus,  I  mentally  re- 
solved to  let  the  uncanny  affair  severely  alone,  and  then  fell 
to  patching  myself  up  as  best  I  could.  In  a  few  days,  I  was 
recovered,  and,  having  dropped  the  accident  from  my 


mind,  I  soon  forgot  both  it  and  the  mirror.  A  month 
passed,  and  another,  and  then,  one  night,  that  weird  posses- 
sion of  mine  fairly  thrust  itself  upon  me,  and  in  an  unlucky 
hour  I  took  it  out  again.  Would  now  that  my  hand  had 
withered  as  I  touched  it,  for  it  cost  me  the  best  friend  of  my 
life! 

"  You  will  remember  Kenneth  Hardest)',  I  know — kind- 
hearted,  good-natured,  noble  old  Kenneth,  with  a  soul  as  big 
as  his  athletic  body,  and  friends  by  the  score.  But  none  of 
these  loved  him  as  I  did,  and  for  years  we  had  been  insep- 
arable. We  were  hard-working  young  fellows  then,  and  life 
was  not  a  bed  of  roses  to  either  of  us,  especially  him,  for 
not  only  was  his  salary  small  and  the  work  hard,  but  the 
poor  chap  was  desperately  in  love  with  a  girl  on  the  hill,  who 
couldn't  have  appreciated  him  had  she  lived  twice  as  long  as 
she  did. 

"  One  night  he  came  into  my  room  with  a  more  than 
usual  tired  look  upon  his  handsome  face,  and,  dropping  into 
that  chair,  he  said  : 

"  (  Grant,  I'm  about  done  for.  This  strain  is  killing  me, 
and  I  can't  see  the  end  anywhere.  The  work  grows  harder 
and  harder,  and,  though  God  knows  I  try  my  best,  I  don't 
get  on — I  don't  get  on  !  For  one  look  into  the  future,  I'd 
sell  my  very  soul,  I  believe  ! '  As  he  spoke,  some  miserable 
thought  suggested  that  mirror  of  mine,  and,  without  answer- 
ing him,  I  took  it  out,  poured  the  liquid  into  the  saucer,  and 
set  it  before  him. 

"  '  Look  into  it,  then  ! '  I  exclaimed. 

"  '  What  is  that  s£uff  ?  '  he  asked,  drawing  back  instinct- 
ively. Then  I  told  him  about  it  as  briefly  as  possible,  and 
showed  him  how  to  manipulate  the  thing  ;  and  though  he 
laughed  at  what  he  chose  to  call  my  imagination,  he  passed 
his  hands  over  it  and  looked  down.  And  a  moment  later 
Kenneth  Hardesty  was  realizing  his  idle  wish. 

"  I  watched  him  curiously  as  scene  after  scene  shifted  in 
rapid  succession  before  his  eyes  ;  and  from  the  deep 
breathing  and  the  intense  expression  on  his  face,  I  knew 
that  he  had  overcome  his  momentary  repugnance  of  the 
mirror,  and  was  reading,  with  spell-bound  fascination,  the 
story  the  dull  liquid  before  him  related.  Presently  he 
looked  up,  with  a  great  sigh,  however,  and  passed  his  hand 
over  his  face  in  a  dazed  way.  '  It  is  wonderful,  wonder- 
ful ! '  he  cried,  springing  to  his  feet.  Then,  with  a  quick 
wring  of  my  hand,  and  murmuring  something  about  being 
everlastingly  indebted  to  me,  he  rushed  out  of  the  room 
and  up  the  stairs,  where  I  heard  him  whistling  and  singing 
softly  for  hours  after  he  ought  to  have  been  a-bed. 

"  From  that  hour  Kenneth  was  a  changed  man.  Where 
he  had  been  moody  and  dreaming  of  late,  he  was  now  alert 
and  quick  ;  cheerful,  hopeful,  making  more  friends  than 
ever,"  and  creeping  steadily  up  in  his  business.  Once  or 
twice  I  wondered  if,  after  all,  that  strange  little  vial  con- 
tained the  elements  of  happiness  for  some  mortal ;  but  I  did 
not  ask  Kenneth's  opinion  on  the  subject. 

"The  fact  was,  his  actions  began  to  trouble  me  now. 
Ever)'  evening,  as  regularly  as  the  clock  struck  ten  (as  he 
had  done  ever  since  the  first  night  I  put  the  thing  before 
him),  he  walked  into  my  rooms,  and,  with  a  hazy  greeting 
for  me,  went  straight  to  where  the  vial  sat,  and,  pouring  its 
contents  out  into  the  saucer,  fell  to  studying  it  as  if  his  very 
life  depended  on  it.  Once  or  twice  I  tried  to  draw  him 
away  from  it,  but  he  always  shook  me  off  impatiently. 
Plainly  enough,  my  poor  friend  was  bewitched  by  the 
accursed  mirror.  And  then  one  night,  a  month  after  he 
had  first  looked  upon  it,  there  came  a  change.  He  had 
been  bending  over  the  little  pool  of  blood  not  more  than 
half  an  hour,  when  I  saw  him  turn  white  suddenly,  and, 
rising  quickly,  he  muttered  something  about  a  lie,  and 
passed  hastily  out  of  the  room,  without  his  customary 
cheerful  good-night  I  followed  him  to  the  door,  but  he 
did  not  hear  my  question  as  to  what  was  troubling  him,  and 
went  upstairs  to  his  own  room,  where  I  heard  him  pacing 
restlessly  up  and  down  for  the  greater  part  of  the  night. 
There  was  evidendy  something  radically  wrong  with  him, 
and  I  worried  long  and  uselessly  that  evening  over  his 
strange  conduct  for  the  last  month.  The  following  night  I 
learned  the  cause  of  it. 

"  Ten  o'clock  came,  and  Kenneth  did  not  put  in  an  ap- 
pearance. Eleven,  and  half-past  that  hour,  crept  by,  and 
still  he  did  not  turn  up.  This  was  unusual  and  from  the 
odd  manner  in  which  he  had  been  acting  lately,  I  feared 
something  serious  might  have  happened  to  him  ;  so,  taking 
up  my  coat  and  hat,  I  was  just  starting  out  in  search  of  him, 
when  the  door  was  suddenly  thrown  open  with  a  violent 
motion,  and  a  man  strode  into  the  room.  It  was  Kenneth  ; 
but  what  a  terrible  human  being  he  was  now  ! 

"  His   clothes  were  torn  and  disarranged,   as  if  he  had 
just  left  off  struggling  for  dear  life  with  an  enemy,  and  his 
usually  immaculate  shirt-bosom — he  was  in  evening-dress — 
was  covered  with  drops  and  splashes  of  blood,  while  his' 
rumpled  hair  and  pale  face  were  flecked  with  the  same  re^ , 
stains.     One   look    into   his    deep-sunken,    blood-shot    ey- 
told  me  more  than  all  the  rest,  and  my  heart  sank  wi  ^ 
my  breast.     Poor  boy,  he  was  mad  !     And  the  first  v  '     . 
he  spoke  confirmed  the  insane  look  in  his  eyes. 

"'Where  is  it?'  he  asked,  hoarsely,   shutting  th       , 
with  a  quick  motion  and  striding  across  the  room  t'     wnere 

I   stood.     '  Where  is  that  accursed  mirror  of  yq:      .,    . 

devil   incarnate?     Where  is   it,  I   say?'     His    v 
rose  to  a  shriek  as  he  spoke,  and  my  blood  ran 


from  his  eyes  ;  '  where  did  you  say  it  was  ?  Let  me  have  it, 
Grant,  let  me  !  It  has  never  lied  to  me — it  was  a  good 
friend,  a  good,  kind  little  friend,  with  its  damned  red  head, 
and — and — what  am  I  saying  ?  It  told  me  of  the  work  I 
would  do,  and  I  did  it.  It  told  me  I  would  succeed,  and  I 
have.  It  told  me  everything  I  asked  it,  and  you — where 
were  you,  Grant  ?  I  haven't  seen  you  for  ten  centuries  and 
fifty  days  !     But,  no  matter,  the  mirror  was.  here,  the  kind 

little  mirror,  and  then  it  told  me — ah,  God  !  what  then ' 

and  his  head  drooped  suddenly  upon  his  blood-spattered 
breast  for  a  moment  in  silence.  When  he  raised  it  again,  he 
was  calmer,  and  for  a  fleeting  minute  I  think  he  spoke  ration- 
ally. 

"  '  Grant,'  said  he,  in  a  changed,  dull  voice,  '  I  am  mad,  I 
think,  I  have  been  so  for  how  long  you  only  know — I  do 
not  ;  but  to-night  I  have  done  murder — foul,  foul  murder. 
Yet  it  was  not  I — it  was  the  mirror  !  It  told  me  that  she 
would  be  false  to  me,  and  I  swore  it  lied  ;  but  it  did  not, 
Grant,  it  did  not.  To-night  I  found  them  together,  she  in 
his  arms,  and  I  stabbed  them  both  there — to  the  heart — with 
this  ! '  As  he  spoke,  he  drew  from  his  inner  breast-pocket  a 
small  stiletto,  and,  as  it  flashed  in  the  lamp-light,  I  saw  its 
blade  was  covered  with  streaks  of  half-dried  blood.  For 
awhile  the  room  seemed  to  reel  about  me,  as  I  realized  the 
awful  crime  my  friend  had  just  confessed  ;  but  I  was  brought 
to  my  senses  by  his  moving  to  the  cabinet  again. 

"  Looking  up  I  saw  he  held  the  little  mirror  for  a  moment 
in  his  trembling  fingers,  and  a  few  drops  of  it  were  creeping 
slowly  down  the  saucer  and  running  over  his  fingers. 

"  '  Yes,'  he  said,  'you  showed  me  ;  you  told  me  it  would 
be  so,  and  that  I  should  kill  them  both,  and  though  I  cursed 
you  and  said  you  lied  and  swore  I  would  not  doubt  her,  you 
did  not  lie  !  I  have  killed  him  and  her — him  and  her — him 
and  her' — he  paused  for  a  second,  as  if  his  mind  were 
clouding  again,  and,  when  he  went  on,  I  somehow  felt  the 
end  was  near — 'and  I  buried  them  side  by  side,' he  said, 
'  where  no  one  will  ever  find  them,  until  their  bones  poke  up 
through  the  dirt  and  shine  in  the  sun.  One  good  stroke — 
and  another — and  there  they  lay,  writhing  in  each  other's 
arms  and  trying  to  speak,  while  I  and  Death  stood  and 
watched  them  and  laughed  and  laughed.  And  are  you  sat- 
isfied ?  Is  this  enough,  or  shall  I  look  again  and  see  myself 
going  out  into  the  unknown  to  meet  them — to  fight  devils  as 
I  fought  a  man  to-night  ?  Shall  I  ?  No  !  I  have  seen 
enough,  and  you — you  shall  never  curse  another  life  as  you 
have  cursed  mine  ! ' 

"  As  he  spoke  he  raised  the  saucer  and  hurled  it  straight 
at  the  window.  I  turned  to  see  it  go,  and  in  the  crash  of 
broken  glass  as  the  hard  porcelain  was  dashed  through  the 
pane,  leaving  the  red  liquid  dripping  down  the  glass  in  great 
heavy  drops,  I  did  not  hear  the  fall  of  the  heavier  body  be- 
hind me.  But  as  I  turned  to  look  at  Kenneth  again,  I  found 
him  stretched  out  on  the  rug  before  the  fire,  the  dagger 
buried  in  his  heart. 

"  And  that  is  why,"  concluded  Alden's  host,  abruptly,  "  I 
dislike  the  sight  of  that  vial  you  have  just  brought  to  light. 
Please  drop  it  into  the  hottest  part  of  the  fire,  and  let  us  get 
on  to  more  cheerful  subjects.  Blood  mirrors  may  do  in 
New  Zealand,  but  I  don't  want  any  more  around  my  house." 

"  I  don't  blame  you,"  said  Alden,  thoughtfully,  as  the  vial 
began  to  melt  and  run  slowly  down  between  the  glowing 
coals  ;  "  it  would  be  strange  if  you  did  ! " 

Everard  Jack  Appleton. 

San  Francisco,  July,  1894. 


The  bicyclists  have  been  having  great  fun  in  the  Paris 
Bois  lately.  An  actors'  and  actresses'  race  was  got  up  by 
M.  A.  de  Lucenski  and  the  Echo  de  Paris.  At  the  Cascades 
a  large  stand  was  erected,  before  which  a  splendid  band 
played,  and  the  carriages  and  horsemen  assembled  to  wit- 
ness the  contest  might  be  counted  by  hundreds.  There  were 
twenty-eight  runners  in  the  actors'  competition,  and  the  dis- 
tance prescribed  was  seven  times  round  the  road  encircling 
the  Longchamps  race-course.  Much  amusement  was  caused 
by  Torrin,  a  fat,  round,  merry-faced  actor,  who .  bad  only 
entered  as  a  joke,  being  pulled  along "  by  his  pace- 
makers by  means  of  a  strong  tricolor  tape,  this  being 
a  skit  on  incidents  supposed  to  have  taken  place  in 
the  recent  Bordeaux-Paris  race.  The  ladies'  race  was 
an  extremely  pretty  sigh^  jjcn  one  vying  with  the 
other  as  to  who  shj-j^  wear  tne  smartest  costume.  For 
the  most  pan.  .^ouave  knickerbockers  were  worn  with  sailor- 
hats  and  ros'ej  bluej  white,  or  mauve  silk  blouses.  Their 
race  w-^  much  shorter,  as,  accompanied  by  many  cheering 
and  ".ncouraging  pacemakers,  they  went  along  the  banks  of 
the  Seine  to  the  Billancourt  Bridge,  round  Longchamps,  back 
%  the  Cascades.  The  time  taken  was  twenty-two  minutes 
oefore  the  cry  went  up,  "  Here  they  come  !  "  "  Dupri 
Mile.  Blanche   Dupre,  of  the  Opera, 


jrs- 
'  jice   fairly 

I  knew  that  in  calmness  lay  my  only  hope,  and^.      .    '■       . 
the  mirror  which  sat  on  the  top  of  the  cabinet     P     'h  ■  '  It 
is  here,  Kenneth.     But  what  do   you  want  o(j>'.         ,  what 
does  this — and   this — and  this  mean?'  I  askeq\     '  '    ,  .       ,  • 
blood-stained  shirt,  and  coat,  and  face. 

"  '  It  means  that    I    have  killed   him — I    h 
wretch,   the  scoundrel — do  you  understand  ? 


cry 
and 


gagne .'  "  ana  pretty 

came  in  an  easy  winner  on  one  wheel,  one  of  her  pneumatics 
having  burst  en  route.  The  first  prize  awarded  was  a  tan- 
dem and  the  second  prize  a  pair  of  diamond  and  sapphire 
ear-rings,  won  by  Mile.  Solange,  of  the  Menus-Plaisirs.  A 
very  gay  and  festive  lunch  followed,  and  the  whole  affair  ter- 
minated by  speeches  from  the  many  smart  people  present, 
among  whom  were  Jean  Coquelin,  Silvain,  Cande\  Cooper, 
and  Drs.  Regnier  and  Leon  Petit. 


iave   killed  the 

'     I  confess  I 
did  not  i  but  it  was  no  time  to  argue  the  rk  .      ^  a  mad. 

man,  so,  stepping  back  a  few  paces,  to  wh£t      j      .  h,  reach 

the  poker  when  the  attack  I  felt  sure  was  .11"  ?u„„ij  k» 

/  ...  'coming  should  be 

made,  I  waited  for  him  to  go  on. 

"'Where?     Where  ?'  he  asked   more  q,  ;      Us 

hand  over  his  face  again,  as  if  to  tear  an ie 'mvisibie  .veii  away 


There  seems  to  be  a  perfect  epidemic  of  infantine  sui- 
cides just  now  in  Paris.  A  few  days  ago  a  boy  of  ten 
hanged  himself,  and  another  one  of  a  year  older  deliberately 
put  an  end  to  his  existence  by  filling  his  pockets  with  stones 
and  jumping  from  a  high  bridge  into  the  Seine  ;  and,  later, 
a  girl  of  fifteen— Marie  Bonville — after  being  reproved  by 
her  mother  for  some  slight  misdemeanor,  shut  herself  up  in 
her  bedroom  and  stabbed  herself  all  over  with  a  large 
kitchen-knife.  Her  cries  of  agony  soon  attracted  her 
mother,  who,  on  breaking  open  the  door,  found  the  poor 
child  in  a  pitiable  state.  She  was  at  once  removed  to  the 
hospital,  and  succumbed  to  the  self-inflicted  injuries 
next  day. 


the 


-=3,  1894- 


THE        ARGONAUT. 


THE    LONGCHAMPS    RACES. 


Our  Correspondent  tells  how  Dolma-Baghtche  Won  the  Blue  Rib- 
bon of  the  French  Turf— Why  Paris  Thought  it 
a  National  Victory  over  England. 


The  Grand  Prix  de  Paris  has  been  run  at  Longchamps, 
and,  in  the  flush  of  victor)',  Paris  has  declared  that  Waterloo 
is  avenged.  There  were  eleven  horses  entered,  and  an  En- 
glish horse — Baron  Hirsch's  Matchbox,  which  was  just 
beaten  by  the  British  Premier's  Ladas  in  the  English  Derby 
— was  a  prime  favorite  in  the  betting  at  four  to  six.  Then, 
too,  French  pride  had  suffered  a  blow  the  week  before  at 
Chantilly,  when  three  imported  English  jockeys — Liddiard, 
Cannon,  and  Loates— -came  in  in  one,  two,  three  order  ;  to 
be  sure,  a  French  horse — Gospodar — won  there,  but  it  was 
by  so  tricky  a  performance  that  his  owner,  M.  Michel 
Ephrussi,  had  to  be  hustled  away  from  the  crowd  and  con- 
cealed in  his  stables  until  he  could  return  unobserved  to 
Paris  by  a  late  train.  But  Dolma-Baghtche  is  a  French 
horse,  French-owned  and  French-bred,  and  his  defeat  of 
Baron  Hirsch's  crack  English  flyer  at  once  assumed  the  pro- 
portions of  a  national  victor)'. 

The  weather  was  the  first  thing  thought  of  on  Sunday 
morning,  by  the  feminine  half  of  "Tout  Paris"  at  least,  and 
their  smiles  were  as  bright  as  the  June  sunshine  when  they 
saw  they  were  to  have  an  ideal  summer  day  for  the  display 
of  their  new  finer)'.  The  Grand  Prix  is  one  of  the  quarter- 
posts  in  the  fashionable  year,  giving  the  final,  decisive  word 
about  the  summer's  fashions,  and  when  the  sun  fails  to  shine 
its  brightest  on  this  important  day,  there  is  wailing  and 
gnashing  of  teeth  in  the  boudoirs  of  liaut  moiide  and  demi- 
monde, and  men  seek  cover  where  best  they  may  until  the 
storm  is  over.  But  Sunday  was  a  day  of  days,  and  soon 
after  eleven-o'clock  breakfast  all  the  world  and  his  wife  were 
on  their  way  westward  to  Longchamps  and  the  races. 

By  one  o'clock  the  Champs-Elysees.  and  the  Avenue  du 
Bois  de  Boulogne  were  filled  with  a  throng  of  vehicles  of  all 
descriptions.  It  seemed  as  if  every  open  carriage  in  Paris 
were  out,  with  its  load  of  gayly  dressed  men  and  women  : 
there  were  mail-coaches,  carefully  tooled  by  swell  drivers, 
members  of  the  Jockey  Club,  with  bevies  of  pretty  women 
on  top  and  hampers  of  good  things  to  eat  and  drink  inside  ; 
six-horse  wagonnettes,  victorias,  dog-carts,  cabs,  everything 
— down  to  the  now  ubiquitous  bicycle  even,  and  all  speeding 
to  the  same  destination.  Every  boat  down  the  Seine  from 
seven  o'clock  in  the  morning  was  crowded  to  the  limit  of  its 
capacity,  and  the  Western  Railway  Company  put  on  twenty- 
five  extra  trains.  There  must  have  been  fully  one  hundred 
and  fifty  thousand  people  at  the  course  altogether,  for  it  is 
estimated  that  more  than  one  hundred  thousand  paid  one 
franc  apiece  for  admission  to  the  pelouse,  thirty  thousand  at 
least  were  in  the  stands,  and  in  the  pesage  there  were  not  less 
than  fourteen  thousand  persons. 

The  scene  within  the  gates  was  one  of  marvelous  beauty 
and  brilliance.  The  lawn  was  at  first  dotted  with  bright- 
hued  groups  which  soon  merged  into  one  kaleidoscopic  mass 
of  changing  color,  while  the  tribunes  were  like  a  great  bank 
of  flowers,  white,  red,  blue,  yellow,  of  every  known  shade, 
and  kept  in  constant  motion  by  a  gentle  breeze  as  the  fair 
race-goers  nodded  and  gossiped  among  themselves.  At  a 
quarter  to  three,  the  familiar  sound  of  the  drums  announced 
the  arrival  of  the  presidential  party,  consisting  of  President 
and  Mme.  Carnot  and  General  Borius,  and,  in  another 
landau,  Mme.  and  Mile.  Borius  and  the  president's  two  sons, 
Francois  and  Ernest.  They  were  received  by  Comte  de 
Kergolay  and  conducted  to  the  presidential  loge — erected  for 
Napoleon  the  Third  in  1870 — where  they  witnessed  the 
event  of  the  day,  surrounded  by  the  president  of'  the  Cham- 
ber of  Deputies,  M.  Casimir-Perier,  and  his  wife ;  the 
wives  of  the  Russian  and  Spanish  embassadors,  and  many 
other  high  functionaries  of  state  and  of  the  diplomatic  corps. 

It  is  safe  to  say  that  everybody  who  is  anybody  in  Paris 
was  present  to  witness  the  great  event.  To  enumerate  them 
all  would  be  to  name  the  fine  fleur  of  fashionable  life,  the 
princes  of  la  haute  finance,  the  noted  journalists,  authors, 
poets,  painters,  playwrights,  the  stars  of  the  stage,  the 
authorities  on  le  sporting,  and  even  the  shining  lights  of  the 
bataillon  de  Cythere.  Half  a  dozen  princesses,  from 
Princesse  Jeanne  Bonaparte,  Marquise  de  Villeneuve — the 
latter  title,  it  will  be  remembered,  was  conferred  on  the 
children  of  Marie  Louise  and  Count  Neipperg — to  the 
Princesse  Murat,  were  to  be  seen  ;  their  Graces  of  Uzes  and 
De  Luynes  headed  the  list  of  the  duchesses  ;  and  there 
were  marquises,  comtesses,  and  mesdames  of  note  without 
end.  A  young  lady  whose  identity  Americans  may  guess 
was  described  in  the  Paris  papers  next  day  as  "  Miss  Jay 
Gould,  the  so  -  many  -  times  millionairess,  of  America." 
Among  the  men  were  Baron  Hirsch,  Sir  Frederick 
Johnstone,  Major  Kane,  Prince  Victor  Dhuleep  Singh, 
Count  Esterhazy,  and,  from  America,  Mr.  W.  K.  Vanderbilt 
and  Mr.  Menzies. 

The  first  two  events  on  the  programme  passed  off  quietly 
enough,  and  it  was  not  until  the  weighing  out  of  the  candi- 
dates for  the  Grand  Prix  that  people  stopped  recognizing 
acquaintances  and  chattering,  and  the  excitement  began.  The 
great  English  racer,  it  was  observed,  was  guarded  by  some 
half  a  dozen  detectives  while  this  examination  was  going  on. 
Then  the  bell  rang  and  they  entered  the  track,  Matchbox 
last,  being  number  thirteen  on  the  racing-card.  The  action 
of  each  of  the  animals  was  carefully  scrutinized  by  the 
knowing  ones,  and  Matchbox's  build  and  long  raking  action 
seemed  to  fill  the  Frenchmen  with  an  uneasy  distrust.  The 
bookmakers  were  out  in  force,  including  many  of  the  sport- 
ing fraternity  from  across  the  Channel  who  had  come  over  to 
make  a  pot  of  money  on  the  English  horse,  and  they  did  a 
thriving  business  despite  the  legal  prohibition  of  their  trade, 
some  making  their  books  openly  "and  others  resorting  to 
various  subterfuges,  but  all  busy  as  beavers.  But  the  bulk 
of  the  betting  was  with  the  pari  mutuels,  in  which  something 
more  than  four  millions  of  francs  were  invested  during  the 
day,  nearly  one-half  of  that   sum  being  on  the  Grand  Prix. 


The  start  was  all  that  could  be  desired.  The  eleven 
entries  went  off  even  at  the  first  try,  and  immediately  drove 
all  thoughts  of  anything  else  under  the  sun  out  of  the 
minds  of  one  hundred  and  fifty  thousand  people.  To  the 
general  surprise,  none  of  the  three  horses  entered  by 
Edmond  Blanc — whose  enormous  fortune  is  derived  from 
the  gaming-tables  at  Monte  Carlo — takes  the  lead,  as  they 
did  at  Chantilly.  Ravioli,  of  Baron  de  Schickler's  stable, 
takes  first  place,  with  Matchbox  next  and  Dolma-Baghtche 
third.  Then  Le  Pompon  comes  out  of  the  bunch,  and  the 
order  is  :  Le  Pompon,  Matchbox,  Ravioli,  and  Dolma- 
Baghtche,  with  Gospodar,  Vendeenne,  and  Mansour  follow- 
ing. Presently  Ravioli  drops  back,  Gospodar  leads  for  a 
moment,  but  soon  loses  his  advantage,  and  "  Matchbox 
wins  !  "  is  the  cry.  But  Dolma-Baghtche,  urged  by  his  clever 
rider,  Dodge,  makes  a  splendid  rush  at  the  beginning  of 
the  straight,  and,  holding  it  to  the  wire,  wins  by  a  neck. 

"  Les  Anglais  sont  battus  !  Vive  la  France  !  "  was  the  cry 
that  rose  from  thousands  of  throats  when  the  result  was 
known.  Hats  were  tossed  in  air,  handkerchiefs  fluttered, 
parasols  were  waved,  and  pandemonium  reigned  for  a  mo- 
ment. Then  there  was  a  great  rush  for  the  track  ;  but  the 
mounted  guard — there  was  a  large  guard  present,  with  re- 
inforcements picketed  in  the  forest  beyond,  in  view  of  the 
disturbance  at  Chantilly  after  the  Derby,  but  the  reinforce- 
ments were  not  needed — had  all  they  could  do  to  keep  the 
crowd  in  check.  However,  they  managed  to  hold  their  own, 
and  so  prevented  the  usual  demonstration  in  front  of  the 
president's  box. 

There  were  two  more  races  on  the  programme,  but  the 
event  of  the  day  had  come  off,  and  thousands  set  out  on 
their  way  back  to  Paris.  M.  Carnot,  lucky  man,  had  his 
way  to  his  carriage  opened  for  him  by  the  troops  ;  but  we  un- 
fortunate mortals  who  were  not  presidents  of  republics  were 
compelled  to  wait  many  minutes,  and  even  hours,  before  the 
messengers  we  sent  out  could  effect  a  meeting  between  our- 
selves and  our  several  vehicles.  At  last,  however,  we  joined 
the  long  string  of  carriages  trooping  home,  and,  albeit  well  tired 
by  the  heat  and  excitement  of  the  day,  enjoyed  the  drive 
through  the  Bois  and  back  into  the  city  once  more.  Here,  of 
course,  there  were  crowds  to  greet  our  return,  modest  shop- 
keeper^ and  ouvriers  who  turn  out  in  force  to  see  the  gay 
equipages  and  new  toilets.  But  they  made  not  such  a 
large  crowd  as  usual,  and  one  had  a  fleeting  thought  of  com- 
passion for  the  many  who  generally  swelled  their  ranks 
now  returning  in  the  hot  and  stuffy  little  steamers  of  the 
Seine.  SIBYLLA. 

Paris,  June  19,  1894. 


Uproarious  gayety  reigned  supreme  in  the  Quartier  Latin 
until  a  late  hour  last  night  (says  a  Paris  correspondent).  The 
preliminary  examination  for  admission  to  the  Ecole  Poly- 
technique,  begun  on  Monday,  had  come  to  a  close  in  the 
afternoon,  and,  in  obedience  to  a  time-honored  custom,  the 
candidates  celebrated  the  completion  of  their  four  days' 
labors  by  a  demonstration  on  the  Boulevard  Saint  Michel 
and  in  the  vicinity  of  the  school  which  it  is  their  ambition  to 
enter.  The  demonstration  always  takes  the  form  of  a 
monome,  that  is  to  say,  a  procession  in  Indian  file,  headed 
by  the  tallest  of  the  students  attired  in  as  fantastic  a 
costume  as  he  can  find.  This  time  the  leader  wore  the 
uniform  of  the  Polytechnicien  of  a  hundred  years  ago — 
the  most  conspicuous  item  of  which  is  a  huge  bearskin 
cap  surmounted  by  a  scarlet  plume.  Immediately  fol- 
lowing the  leader  came,  by  way  of  contrast,  the  shortest  can- 
didate of  the  year,  nicknamed  Epsilon.  Amidst  a  dense 
crowd  of  curious  on-lookers,  the  procession,  like  a  monstrous 
serpent,  wended  its  way  through  the  streets,  the  nine  hun- 
dred and  thirty-five  young  men  in  the  file  shouting  students' 
songs  in  lusty,  if  not  melodious,  chorus.  After  a  brief  halt 
for  the  purpose  of  uproariously  cheering  a  ca.i€  that  had 
illuminated  in  honor  of  the  occasion,  and  a  rapid  visit  to  the 
College  de  France,  the  procession  repaired  to  the  Seine. 
There  a  bust  of  Voltaire  that  had  served  as  a  model  for  the 
examination  drawing  was  solemnly  cast  into  the  waters  as  a 
punishment  for  the  trouble  it  had  given  the  candidates  who 
had  striven  to  reproduce  on  paper  the  aged  countenance  and 
Satanic  smile  of  the  Sage  of  Ferney.  The  demonstration 
ended  with  a  visit  paid  to  a  favorite  cafe. 


Novelist  Walter  Besant  is  credited  with  the  authorship  of 
these  somewhat  cynical  views  of  life  as  it  is  lived  :  "  Out  of 
ten  men  nine  are  bom  to  work  for  the  tenth.  Resolve  to 
be  the  tenth.  Without  trampling,  the  cleverest  can  not  get 
rich.  The  consolation  of  those  who  fail  is  to  depreciate 
those  who  succeed.  The  greatest  things  are  done  by  the 
greatest  fools.  Wise  men  never  attempt  anything.  When 
you  lose  a  leg  begin  at  once  to  practice  with  a  wooden  one. 
Men's  motives  are  mercifully  hidden  by  their  shirt-fronts. 
Observe  moderation  in  all  things — especially  in  virtues. 
The  best  way  to  make  a  man  honest  is  to  make  him 
ashamed  of  being  found  out.  There  may  be  pride  even  in 
confessing  mistakes.  Everybody  says  that  gentle  birth  is 
an  accident,  and  everybody  treats  it  as  an  achievement. 
The  most  charming  attribute  of  friendship  is  the  right  of 
candor." 

The  type-writer  on  the  field  of  battle  is  a  curious  sight. 
It  has  not  quite  reached  that  point  yet,  but  it  was  to  be  seen 
at  the  recent  British  military  tournament  in  the  mimic  action. 
Tommy  Atkins,  mounted  on  a  cycle,  which  was  surmounted 
by  a  Remington,  rode  into  the  arena,  and  typed  the  mes- 
sages taken  from  the  signalers,  while  a  trained  war-dog 
carried  the  dispatches  to  the  rear.  Whether  all  this  would 
do  in  real  warfare  remains,  of  course,  to  be  seen. 


Civet  is  imported  into  this  country  in  the  horn  of  the 
rhinoceros.  It  comes  down  to  the  coast  of  India  in  these 
curious  receptacles,  and  is  protected  from  harm  by  a  mem- 
brane placed  over  the  open  end  of  the  horn.  Its  crude 
perfume  is  thus  brought  undisturbed  to  this  country.  Each 
horn  contains  from  eighteen  to  twenty-four  ounces,  and  is 
worth  almost  as  many  dollars. 


INDIVIDUALITIES. 

Kaiser  William  sits  for  his  photograph  about  once  a  week. 

Senator  Gallinger,  of  New  Hampshire,  is  said  to  be  the 
best  whist-player  in  the  Senate. 

Thomas  Edison,  the  inventor,  has  never  carried  a  watch 
in  his  life.     He  says  he  has  never  wanted  to  know  the  time. 

Matthew  Dawson,  who  trained  Lord  Rosebery's  Derby 
winner,  Ladas,  trained  Thormanby  to  win  the  Derby  thirty- 
four  years  ago.  Between  these  dates  horses  trained  by  him 
won  the  event  three  times. 

Berry  Wall  now  has  charge  of  an  uptown  broker's  office 
in  New  York  and  solicits  trade  among  his  acquaintances. 
The  ex-" king  of  the  dudes"  has  developed  into  a  business 
man  of  considerable  ability. 

Tanetaro  Megata,  who,  in  1874,  was  one  of  the  first 
Japanese  students  ever  at  Harvard,  is  now  superintendent 
of  the  custom  house  in  Yokohama,  Japan,  a  position  as  im- 
portant as  that  of  collector  of  the  port  of  New  York. 

The  fact  is  not  very  well  known  that  Rudyard  Kipling  is 
not  of  pure  Caucasian  extraction.  One  of  his  parents  was 
a  Eurasian,  or  half-caste,  and  the  fractional  proportion  of 
native  blood  that  flows  through  his  veins  is  just  one-fourth. 

Prince  Louis  of  Bavaria,  heir  to  the  crown,  takes  a  deep 
personal  interest  in  the  agricultural  affairs  of  his  country. 
His  ideas,  however,  have  been  called  "  child-like,"  much  to 
his  disgust.  Recently  he  made  a  speech  protesting  against 
the  criticism. 

Giuseppe  Bandi,  the  Leghorn  editor  who  was  killed  by  an 
anarchist  poniard  in  revenge  for  his  denouncing  anarchists 
in  general  and  the  assassination  of  Carnot  in  particular,  was 
one  of  Garibaldi's  "  thousand  heroes  of  Marsala,"  who  con- 
quered Sicily  for  the  Italian  people. 

The  ruler  of  Coburg,  better  known  as  the  Duke  of  Edin- 
burgh, is  a  man  of  many  hobbies.  Among  them  must  be 
counted  his  curious  mania  for  collecting  miniature  silver 
ships.  At  the  present  time  he  is  the  proud  possessor  of  a 
fleet  numbering  considerably  over  fifty. 

Julian  Hawthorne,  who  went  with  his  wife  and  seven  chil- 
dren to  Jamaica  several  months  ago,  writes  back  that  he  has 
concluded  to  pass  the  rest  of  his  life  there.  He  is  located 
on  a  plantation  near  Kingston,  and  growing  orange  and 
citron-trees  and  coffee,  and  incidentally  writing  something 
which  he  hopes  "  will  interest  our  great-grandchildren  "  even. 

Lord  Randolph  Churchill  is  surly  to  interviewers.  He 
was  asked  by  a  New  York  reporter  if  he  had  not  something 
to  say  about  his  visit.  "  Something  to  say  ? "  replied  he. 
"  Pshaw  !  "  When  it  was  suggested  that  he  was  not  looking 
in  the  best  of  health,  he  replied  that  he  had  not  come  here 
to  discuss  his  physical  condition,  and  refused  to  answer  any 
other  queries  that  might  be  put  to  him. 

Rev.  John  Jasper,  of  Richmond,  Va.,  the  most  noted  of 
all  slave  preachers,  is  now  over  eighty  years  old  and  believes 
as  firmly  as  he  did  in  1878,  when  his  famous  sermon  was 
preached,  that  "  The  Sun  Do  Move."  He  recently  gave  an 
outline  of  that  celebrated  discourse,  which,  he  says,  was 
composed  in  order  to  set  at  rest  some  doubts  which  had 
arisen  in  the  mind  of  a  young  member  of  his  flock. 

Denys  Puech,  whose  marble  figure  of  the  Seine  has  led 
many  French  people  to  look  upon  him  as  "  the  hope  of  the 
young  art"  of  France,  is  the  son  of  one  of  the  poorest 
peasants  of  France — a  farm-hand  who  had  struggled  against 
poverty  with  one  cow,  half  a  dozen  sheep,  and  a  tiny  bit  of 
land  in  the  South  of  France.  The  son  began  to  model  fig- 
ures in  clay  when  a  small  boy,  and  passed  years  in  the 
direst  poverty  until  he  worked  his  way  to  Paris. 

It  has  been  said  that  the  knighting  of  Augustus  Harris, 
the  well-known  theatrical  manager  of  London,  was  a  demo- 
cratic trick  to  hold  up  the  nobility  to  ridicule,  but  that  is 
untrue.  He  was  in  the  line  of  promotion  and  the  govern- 
ment could  not  help  itself.  Harris  is  the  best-advertised 
man  in  London.  If  a  volcano  catches  fire  in  Borneo  he 
writes  to  the  papers  all  about  it,  adding  a  rider  that  he  will 
open  a  new  show  at  Drury  Lane  on  Tuesday  week. 

Sir  Charles  Russell,  the  new  Lord  Chief-Justice  of  Eng- 
land, is  an  Irishman  and  a  Roman  Catholic.  He  breaks  a 
long  line  of  precedent  in  being  the  first  member  of  the 
Church  of  Rome  to  attain  his  present  exalted  place  since  the 
days  of  the  English  Reformation.  Sir  Charles  is  just  sixty- 
one  years  old.  He  was  made  a  queen's  counsel  in  1872,  a 
member  of  Parliament  in  1880,  and  attorney-general  in  1886. 
His  salary  as  Lord  Chief-Justice  is  sixty  thousand  dollars  a 
year. 

Cardinal  Rampolla  is  now  looked  upon  as  the  almost 
certain  successor  of  Leo  the-  Thirteenth.  Three  years  ago 
Cardinal  Parocchi  was  looked  upon  as  the  coming  man. 
Then  Cardinal  La  Salbetta  was  mentioned,  and  then  Car- 
dinals Simeoni  and  San  Felice,  and  then  the  name  of  Car- 
dinal Lavigerie,  the  apostle  of  Rome  against  the  African 
slave  trade  and  Tippo  Tib,  pushed  all  the  others  to  the  rear. 
But  Lavigerie  is  dead,  and  Rampolla  is  the  man  of  the  hour. 
Born  in  Sicily,  he  is  still  in  the  fifties  as  to  age,  and  his  train- 
ing has  been  at  once  severe  and  thorough. 

Henry  L.  Higginsoji,  the  well-known  Boston  banker  and 
supporter  of  the  Symphony  Orchestra,  has  accepted  the 
treasurership  of  the  newly  incorporated  Radcliffe  College. 
Mr.  Higginson  will  have  entire  charge  of  the  investments  of 
the  college,  which,  in  the  last  year  and  a  half,  have  grown 
rapidly.  It  was  only  three  years  ago  that  he  gave  to  the 
college  many  acres  of  valuable  land  on  the  banks  of  the 
Charles  River,  to  be  turned  into  huge  athletic  grounds  for 
the  students  and  to  be  known  as  the  Soldiers'  Field,  "m 
memory  of  five  of  Mr.  Higginson's  Harvard  classmates 
who  died  in  the  war. 


THE        ARGONAUT. 


July 


1894. 


LITERARY    NOTES. 


Personal  and  Miscellaneous  Gossip. 
M.  Waliszewki's  new  volume  on  Catherine  the 
Second  is  called  "  Autour  d'un  Trone,"  and  gives 
abundant  and  detailed  information  about  her 
fellow-workers,  her  friends,  and  her  favorites.  Not 
the  least  interesting  are  the  chapters  devoted  to  her 
relations  with  the  French  philosophers. 

"  Outlaw  and  Lawmaker  "  is  the  title  of  the  new 
novel  by  Mrs.  Campbell-Pxaed,  which  will  appear 
immediately  in  Appletons'  Town  and  Country 
Library.  It  is  a  romance  of  love  and  adventure, 
and  the  scene  is  laid  in  Australia. 

Robert  Louis  Stevenson  will  receive  fifteen  thou- 
sand dollars  for  the  serial  rights  of  his  new  novel, 
which  will  be  published  in  the  Pall  Mall  Gazelle. 

Samuel  Minturn  Peck,  the  "poet  laureate"  of 
Alabama,  resides  in  a  quaint  home  on  the  out- 
skirts of  Tuscalosa.  He  is  handsome,  genial,  and 
brilliant — a  medical  graduate,  though  he  does  not 
practice,  a  good  pianist,  an  admirable  vocalist,  and 
an  entertaining  raconteur. 

Daudet  says  that,  about  three  years  ago,  after  a 
long  period  of  penance,  he  finally  regained  the 
friendship  of  the  Provencals  who  had  been  offended 
by  the  character  of  "  Tartarin."     It  appears  that : 

The  inn-keeper  at  Tarascon  discovered  that  Daudet 
had  been  his  benefactor,  since  English  people  would 
come  there,  asking  to  see  Tartarin.  "  But  he  has  gone 
hunting,"  the  landlord  would  say,  with  a  regretful  shrug, 
"and  he  maybe  gone  a  week."  They  would  stay  and 
spend  their  money  at  the  inn  lor  a  week,  "  and  depart" 
— said  the  landlord  to  Daudet,  with  a  mournful  face — 
■■depart  without  seeing  Tartarin  at  all.  Monsieur,  my 
gratitude  to  you  is  eternal." 

Professor  Hjalraar  Hjorth  Boyesen  has  recently 
completed  a  novel  on  which  he  had  been  engaged 
for  some  time.  It  is  a  careful  study  of  a  peculiar 
and  interesting  side  of  New  York  life,  with  a  curi- 
ously complex  character  for  the  heroine.  It  will 
probably  appear  in  the  fall. 

The  autobiography  of  Sir  Charles  Gavan  Duffy 
■will  be  ready  for  the  printer  at  the  beginning  of 
next  year.  He  proposes  to  give  much  space  in 
this  volume  to  recollections  of  Cobden  and  Brown- 
ing. 

A  volume  to  be  entitled  "  The  Brontes  and  Their 
Circle  "  is  in  course  of  preparation  by  Dr.  Robert- 
son Nicoll  and  Mr.  C.  K.  Shorter.  Many  hitherto 
unpublished  letters  written  by  the  three  sisters  will 
be  used  in  this  work,  and  some  intimate  personal 
reminiscences  of  the  family,  "covering  new 
ground,"  it  is  said,  have  been  contributed  by  friends 
of  the  family  who  are  still  living. 

Only  one  of  George  Meredith's  books  has  thus 
far  been  translated  into  a  foreign  language.  This 
is  "  The  Ordeal  of  Richard  Feverel,"  which  has  ap- 
peared in  Italian. 

There  is  a  strange  story  of  how  Sir  Walter 
Scott,  producing  "The  Bride  of  Lammermoor" 
during  illness,  was  afterward  found  to  have  forgot- 
ten entirely  what  he  had  thus  created.  According 
to  James  Ballantyne  : 

"The  book  was  written  and  published  before  Mr.  Scott 
was  able  to  rise  from  his  bed.  and  he  assured  me  when  it 
was  6rst  put  into  his  hands  in  a  complete  shape  that  he 
did  not  recollect  a  single  incident,  character,  or  conversa- 
tion it  contained.  The  original  incidents  of  the  story. 
which  he  had  known  from  boyhood,  he  still  remembered  ; 
but  he  knew  no  more  about  the  story  he  had  written  than 
he  did  before  he  began  to  write  or  even  think  about 
writing  it." 

Mr.  Stanley  J.  Weyman  has  completed  a  series 
of  twelve  stories,  all  dealing  with  the  period  of 
Henry  of  Navarre.  They  are  to  be  called  "  From 
the  Diary  of  a  Minister,"  and  will  be  published  in 
an  English  magazine. 

Mrs.  Frances  Hodgson  Burnett  and  Mrs.  Louise 
Chandler  Moulton  are  spending  the  summer  in 
England.  Mrs.  Burnett  has  re-opened  her  house 
in  Portland  Place,  and  Mrs.  Moulton  has  returned 
to  the  home  she  has  made  for  herself  during  the 
dozen  or  so  years  of  her  summer  residence  in  Lon- 
don. 

A  novel  series  which  is  to  be  brought  out  in  Lon- 
don will  be  called  the  "  Pioneer,"  and  will  be  con- 
cerned, it  is  said,  "with  the  development  of  the 
New  Woman."  The  title  of  the  first  story  will  be 
"Joanna  Traill.  Spinster." 

The  Appletons  are  about  to  publish  "Climbing 
and  Exploring  in  the  Karakoram  Himalayas,"  a 
new  book  by  Dr.  William  Martin  Conway,  vice- 
president  of  the  Alpine  Club,  which  is  said  to  be 
one  of  the  most  important  works  on  mountain 
climbing  since  Whymper's  book  on  the  Andes. 
There  is  a  detailed  account  of  the  expedition  to 
Indian  mountains  in  1892. 

The  London  Literary  World  gives  the  following 
description  of  George  Meredith  as  he  appeared  at 
the  recent  wedding  of  Miss  Violet  Maxse  to  Lord 
Salisbury's  fourth  son  : 

"  Genius  and  distinction  are  written  on  his  beautiful, 
intellectual  head,  in  his  almost  inspired  expression.  A 
man  of  medium  height,  he  has  a  thin,  delicate  figure  ;  a 
large,  noble  head,  crowned  with  luxuriant  white  hair;  a 
short,  crisp,  well-shaped  white  beard,  peaking  out  like 
Lord  Spencer's ;  soft,  blue-gray  eyes ;  and  a  slightly 
retrousse"  nose." 

Marion  Crawford  is  said  to  have  WTitten,  on  an 
average,  two  thousand  words  of  original  matter  a 
day  du  *ng  the  past  year.^ 

.  r^ording   to   common   guesswork    in    London, 


Mr.  Rudyard  Kipling  makes  some  fifty  thousand 
dollars  a  year  by  his  work,  and  Mr.  William  Wal- 
dorf Astor  loses  about  eight  thousand  dollars  a 
week  by  his  enterprises. 

"The  Purple  Light  of  Love"  is  the  title  of  an 
inviting  novelette  of  New  York  and  Newport  fash- 
ionable life,  which  has  been  written  by  Mr.  Henry 
Goelet  McVickar,  and  is  to  be  published  shortly  by 
D.  Appleton  &  Co. 

The  following  interesting  extract  is  from  one  of 
Edward  Fitzgerald's  letters  : 

'•  1  daresay  I  may  have  told  you  what  Tennyson  said  of 
the  Sistine  Child,  which  he  then  knew  only  by  engraving. 
He  first  thought  the  expression  of  his  face  (as  also  the 
attitude)  almost  too  solemn  even  for  the  Christ  within. 
But  some  time  after,  when  A.  T.  was  married  and  had  a 
son,  he  told  me  that  Raffaelle  was  right ;  that  no  man's 
face  was  so  solemn  as  a  child's  full  of  wonder.  He  said 
one  morning  that  he  watched  his  babe  'worshiping  the 
sunbeam  on  the  bed-post  and  curtain.'  " 

George  Allen,  London,  will  publish  at  once 
Ruskin's  "Letters  to  a  College  Friend,"  which 
promises  to  be  of  exceptional  interest,  having  been 
written  when  Mr.  Ruskin  was  full  of  his  plans  for 
"  Modern  Painters." 

Mrs.  Humphry  Ward  is  reported  to  be  seriously 
out  of  health,  and  "complete  rest"  has  been 
ordered  for  her,  for  an  indefinite  time. 

The  vacancies  in  the  French  Academy  left  by 
Taine  and  Ducamp  are  now  filled  by  Paul  Bour- 
get,  novelist,  and  Albert  Sorel,  historian.  M.  Zola 
was  ignored, 

Mme.  Sarah  Grand  is  preparing  herself  for  her 
American  tour  by  reading  in  public  in  London. 
At  a  recent  entertainment  for  the  benefit  of  the 
poor  of  Spitalfields  she  read  the  proem  to  "The 
Heavenly  Twins."     According  to  a  London  paper  : 

"  It  was  truly  interesting  to  see  the  creator  of  Evadne, 
Angelica,  and  the  Bov  on  the  platform,  in  dainty  black, 
relieved  by  a  wreath  of  roses  under  the  brim  of  her  hat. 
She  read  in  a  clear  voice,  though  somewhat  nervously, 
the  opening  chapter  of  the  much-discussed  Twins." 

George  Moore,  whose  "  Esther  Waters  "  is  being 
talked  about,  is  a  man  of  forty-odd  years.  He  is 
mild  in  appearance,  tall,  slight,  and  very  blonde. 
He  has  blue  eyes,  a  long  nose,  and  a  reddish  mus- 
tache. His  shoulders  slope,  his  voice  is  deep,  and 
his. movements  are  graceful. 


New  Publications. 
"The  Sorrows  of  Werther,"  by  Johann  Wolf- 
gang Goethe,  has  been  translated  into  English  and 
is  issued  in  the  Mascot  Library  published  by  the 
Mascot  Publishing  Company,  New  York ;  price, 
50  cents. 

"  Every  Inch  a  Soldier,"  by  John  Strange  Win- 
ter, a  love-story  of  London  society,  with  a  military 
man  for  a  hero,  has  been  issued  in  the  Select  Novels 
published  by  the  J.  B.  Lippincott  Company,  Phila- 
delphia ;  price,  50  cents. 

"  Roses  and  Thistles  "  is  the  title  of  a  handsome 
volume  of  poems  by  Rufus  C.  Hopkins.  It  con- 
tains some  long  poems  in  dramatic  form,  but  the 
greater  part  of  the  contents  consists  of  short  poems. 
Published  by  William  Doxey,  San  Francisco  ; 
price,  $2.00. 

"  Yo  Semite  Valley  and  the  Big  Trees  :  What  to 
See  and  How  to  See  It,"  by  J.  M.  Hutchings,  is  an 
excellent  little  guide-book,  plentifully  supplied  with 
maps  and  photographs  and  furnishing  much  in- 
formation that  will  be  interesting  and  instructive  to 
the  traveler.  Published  by  the  author,  San  Fran- 
cisco ;  price,  50  cents. 

"A  Moral  Dilemma,"  by  Annie  Thompson,  a 
story  in  which  a  dying  man  leaves  proofs  of  an- 
other's guilt  and  thereby  puts  his  executor  in  an  un- 
pleasant predicament,  inasmuch  as  the  conviction 
of  the  guilty  would  involve  innocent  parties  whom 
the  dead  man  loves,  has  been  issued  in  the  Paper 
Library  published  by  Longmans,  Green  &  Co.,  New 
York  ;  price,  50  cents. 

Two  editions  have  been  issued  of  "  First  Lessons 
in  Reading."  by  Elizabeth  H.  Fundenberg.  The 
first  is  intended  for  the  scholar's  use  and  is  much 
like  other  books  of  its  kind.  The  second  is  a 
"  teacher's  edition,"  and  contains  useful  instruction 
and  advice  for  the  teacher.  Published  by  the 
American  Book  Company,  New  York  ;  price,  25 
and  50  cents,  respectively. 

"  The  Red  House,"  by  "  The  Duchess,"  is  a  de- 
parture from  her  usual  manner.  The  central  figure 
is  a  villainous  doctor  who,  when  we  first  see  him. 
is  husband  of  a  vulgar  woman  whom  he  had 
married  for  her  money  and  father  of  a  deaf  and 
dumb  idiot  son  who  hates  him.  He  is  also  madlv 
in  love  with  a  girl  who  loves  another  man.  and,  as 
may  be  imagined,  a  pretty  lively  tale  is  unfolded 
before  poetic  justice  is  done  to  each  and  every  char- 
acter. Published  by  Rand,  McNally  &  Co.,  Chi- 
cago ;  price,  75  cents. 

"  Factors  jn  Organic  Evolution"  is  the  title  of  a 
book  containing  a  syllabus  of  a  course  of  ele- 
mentary lectures  delivered  at  Leland  Stanford 
Junior  University  by  President  David  Starr  Jordan. 
After  a  general  sketch  of  his  topic,  President 
Jordan  discusses  heredity,  sex,  the  cell  theory, 
contemporary  evolution  of  man,  the  origin  of  the 
eye,  response  to  external  stimulus,  the  industrial 
struggle  for  existence,  evolution  of  plants,  sponta- 
neous generation,  religion  and  science,  the  evolu- 


tion of  religion,  and  other  branches  of  the  subject, 
concluding  with  a  list  of  books  recommended. 
Pubb'shed  at  the  University  -Press,  Leland  Stanford 
Junior  University,  Cal. 

A  new  paper-covered  edition  of  "Van  Bibber 
and  Others,"  by  Richard  Harding  Davis,  has  just 
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waif  of  the  stage  to  her  father,  is  the  first  of  the 
fifteen  tales  in  the  book,  and  the  others  include  a 
long  series  of  the  adventures  of  Van  Bibber  and 
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Burke,  and  other  notables,  "  Eleanor  Cuyler,"  and 
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"  The  Women's  Conquest  of  New  York"  is  a 
decidedly  amusing  skit,  and  should  have  a  salutary 
effect.  Just  what  the  "women's  conquest"  is,  is 
outlined  on  the  cover,  which  is  illumined  with  a 
picture  in  black  and  red  and  white,  in  which  a 
girl  of  the  period  is  casting  a  vote  in  the  political 
urn,  while  a  policewoman  of  strongly  Milesian 
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Bridget  O'Dowd.  candidate  of  the  Area  League  for 
mayoress.  This  little  sketch  purports  to  be  nar- 
rated by  a  grandfather  in  1908.  and  tells  how,  as  a 
consequence  of  the  granting  of  female  suffrage  in 
1894,  the  city  government  of  New  York  falls  into 
the  hands  of  a  ring  of  Irishwomen,  whose  conduct 
of  municipal  affairs  is  not  only  corrupt,  but  marked 
by  the  passage  of  sumptuary  laws  against  hus- 
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two  cigars  or  pipes  being  smoked  by  one  man  in 
twenty-four  hours,  clubs  being  open  after  9.45  p:m., 
and  other  masculine  privileges.  Finally,  the  down- 
fall of  this  Petticoat  Ring  is  brought  about  by  a  re- 
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slippers,  and  other  instruments  of  domestic  disci- 
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sary-sergeant's daughter  on  the  day  of  graduation 
has  been  freely  printed  in  the  newspapers,  and  has 
provoked  abundant  comment.  It  seems  that  the 
married  cadet's  comrades  disapproved  of  his  ex- 
ploit, and  let  him  and  his  bride  rather  severely 
alone.  The  reason  for  that  was  that  it  is  not  army 
etiquette  for  lieutenants  to  marry  the  daughters  of 
sergeants.  It  has  often  been  averred  that  there  are 
no  classes  in  American  society,  but  in  the  American 
army  there  are  classes,  and  the  commissioned  offi- 
cers and  the  non-commissioned  officers  are  not  in  the 
same  one.  So  the  newly  graduated  cadets  felt  that 
their  classmate  has  done  very  unwisely  to  marry  in 
such  haste  a  young  woman  of  different  social  sta- 
tion, and  they  did  not  hesitate  to  let  their  disap- 
proval become  apparent.  Most  of  the  newspapers — 
the  country  newspapers  in  particular — have  called 
them  a  lot  of  snobs,  and  praised  the  young  cadet 
for  having  the  courage  of  his  affections.  But  he 
probably  knew  that  he  was  acting  contrary  to  army 
traditions,  and  was  sure  to  experience  the  form  of 
disapproval  known  as  the  cold  shoulder,  so  he  got 
no  more  than  he  should  have  expected. 


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between  the  Czarowitz  and  the  Duke  of  York.  He 
has  the  scholar's  temperament,  amiable,  modest, 
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his  countrymen  the  "Bismarck  of  Japan."  Ito, 
who  is  a  manikin  physically,  compared  with  Bis- 
marck, saw  and  talked  with  the  latter  during  a  visit 
to  Europe,  and  has  since  been  copying  his  character 
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time  this  evening,  I  had  made  another  engage- 
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There  is  a  vast  difference  between  the  chaperon- 
age  required  by  society  for  its  daughters  to-day 
and  that  demanded  some  twenty  years  ago.  The 
word  "companionship"  might  well  be  substituted 
for  it,  for  actually  it  now  amounts  to  little  more 
than  intelligent  support  and  countenance.  What 
further  liberty  of  action  can  young  unmarried  girls 
desire  than  is  at  the  present  moment  accorded  to 
them,  and  where  may  not  young  unmarried  girls  go 
without  a  chaperon  each  and  every  day?  They 
may  walk  in  any  part  of  the  city,  alone  in  the  quiet 
streets  and  thoroughfares  and  together  in  the  more 
crowded  and  what  are  commonly  known  as  the 
more  dangerous.  A  young  girl  may  go  to  luncheon 
or  to  afternoon  tea  to  the  house  of  an  acquaint- 
ance, so  to  speak,  alone,  unaccompanied  by  sister 
or  friend  ;  she  may  attend  classes  in  the  same  way. 
She  is  considered  quite  capable  of  dispensing  with 
chaperonage  on  these  and  similar  occasions.  At 
afternoon  concerts  and  at  matinges,  however,  slight 
chaperonage  is  required.  Girls  are  constantly 
asked  to  dinner-parties  without  parents  or  chap- 
erons, a  friendly  hostess  being  considered  chaperon 
enough.  Again,  although  many  girls  go  to  dances 
with  their  mothers,  many  do  so  without  any  chap- 
eronage beyond  that  of  the  hostess  when  it  is 
understood  that  no  chaperons  are  to  be  present. 
Country-house  visiting,  again,  is  no  longer  hedged 
around  with  chaperonage,  and  smart  and  pretty 
girls  are  frequently  asked  to*  large  house-parties 
without  any  kind  of  chaperon,  save,  again,  the 
hostess  who  invites  them— girls  without  money, 
perhaps,  but  society  girls  nevertheless.  They  en- 
joy the  full  liberty  given  by  society  to  married 
women  so  far  as  the  disposal  of  their  time  is  con- 
cerned. They  take  their  own  line  in  regard  to  the 
friends  they  make,  and  as  to  how  little  or  how  much 
they  see  of  them,  and,  as  a  rule,  they  see  less  of  the 
hostess  than  any  one  else  ;  they  are  considered  an 
acquisition  to  a  house-party  by  reason  of  this  very 
independence.  It  must  not  be  taken  for  granted 
that  all  mothers  agree  with  and  allow  this  inde- 
pendence of  action  to  their  daughters,  but  just 
enough  to  admit  of  almost  every  one  knowing  at 
least  three  or  four  girls,  to  whom  this  much  free- 
dom is  allowed.  How  does  it  influence  their  pros- 
pects, matrimonially  speaking?  It  is  a  fact  that 
they  do  not  marry  so  soon  or  so  well,  even  if  they 
marry  at  all,  as  do  the  girls  who  are  well  chaper- 
oned and  thoroughly  under  their  mothers"  control. 
We  have  not  yet  shaken  off  the  idea  that  a  mother's 
authority  is  the  best  thing  for  a  girl. 

And  it  is  not  merely  her  authority,  but  her  gen- 
eralship that  the  girl  may  profit  by.  "A  proper 
chaperon  is  half  the  battle  with  a  debutante,"  said 
an  experienced  New  York  matron.  "A  good- 
natured  young  married  woman  belonging  to  the 
smart  set  can  start  off  a  girl  successfully  from  the 
first,  and  after  that  it  is  easy  sailing.  The  manner 
in  which  a  girl  is  lancte  is  really  everything,  and  if 
a  woman  has  been  '  out  of  it '  for  some  time,  and 
wishes  to  introduce  her  daughter  successfully,  she 
should  either  invoke  the  kind  offices  of  her  friends 
or  entertain  a  little  beforehand,  and  on  the  night  of 
the  first  ball  get  together  some  young  men  at  din- 
ner. In  nine  cases  out  of  ten,  if  a  debutante  is 
whirled  away  immediately  from  her  chaperon,  she 
is  a  success  ;  whereas,  if  she  stays  by  her  mother, 
without  partners  at  first,  even  the  men  she  knows 
avoid  her,  fearing  that  she  may  be  left  on  their 
hands."  "Jim,  why  did  you  dance  twice  with  that 
dreadful  Miss  Ducats,  while  you  never  went  near 
dear  little  Daisy  Bell,  although  it  was  her  first 
ball?"  said  his  elder  sister  to  a  young  man  of  so- 
ciety. "To  tell  the  truth,  I  was  deadly  afraid  of 
Daisy,"  confessed  the  youth,  ingenuously  ;  "  she  is 
just  one  of  those  innocent  little  things  that  you  can 
never  get  rid  of.  And  as  for  Miss  Ducats,"  he  con- 
tinued. "Jack  Pusher  had  her  in  tow,  and  he  man- 
aged with  her  capitally.  '  Come,  old  fellow,'  he 
said  to  me,  '  I  want  to  present  you  to  Miss  Ducats. 
I  will  come  back  to  you  in  five  minutes,'  he  added, 
and,  of  course,  that  way  I  did  not  mind." 


Richard  Harding  Davis  made  a  striking  revela- 
tion anent  chaperonage  in  London  in  a  recent 
magazine  article  :  ' '  When  you  leave  the  ball- 
room," he  says,  "  and  go  out  on  to  the  lawn  or  into 
the  surrounding  rooms,  you  come  across  an  anom- 
aly which  is  most  disturbing.  The  American  girl 
who  seeks  corners  and  the  tops  of  stairways,  or 
who,  when  the  weather  permits,  wanders  away 
from  the  care  of  her  chaperon  and  the  lighted 
rooms  into  the  garden  round  the  house,  if  the 
house  has  a  garden,  is  sure  to  suffer  the  penalty  of 
being  talked  about.  Young  married  women  may 
do  that  sort  of  thing  with  us,  but  a  young  girl 
must  remain  in  evidence  ;  she  must  be  where  her 
parents  can  reach  her,  and  where  whoever  is  look- 
ing after  her  can  whisper  to  her  to  hold  herself 
straight,  or  that  she  is  dancing  her  hair  down. 
If  she  wants  to  talk  to  a  man  alone,  as  she  some- 
times does,  and  her  mother  approves  of  the  man, 
she  can  see  him  at  her  own  home  over  a  cup  of  tea 
any  afternoon  after  five.  But  she  can  not  do  this 
if  she  is  an  English  girl  in  London.  So,  when  the 
English  girl  goes  to  a  dance  at  a  private  house,  she 
takes  advantage  of  the  long  waits  between  each 
dance,  which  are  made  very  long  on  purpose,  and 


rushes  off,  not  only  into  rooms  leading  from  the 
ball-room,  but  upstairs  to  the  third  and  fourth 
story,  or  out  into  the  garden,  where  she  sits  be- 
hind statues  and  bushes  ;  and  so,  when  you 
wander  out  for  a  peaceful  smoke,  you  are  con- 
stantly intruding  upon  a  gleaming  shirt-front  and 
the  glimmer  of  a  white  skirt  hidden  away  in  a  sur- 
rounding canopy  of  green.  It  is  most  embarrass- 
ing." 


The  original  designers  and  makers  of  the  fash- 
ions are  often  artists,  and  they  receive  high  prices 
for  drawings  in  which  the  dress  of  to-day  is  varied 
just  enough  from  its  present  standard  to  seem  the 
natural  development  of  the  one  that  went  before, 
or  else  makes  a  bold  spring  into  the  picturesque,  or 
that  which  shall  attract  attention  and  hold  the  eye. 
Sometimes,  at  the  first  glance,  the  new  object  seems 
merely  bizarre  and  fantastic.  But  the  second 
glance  discovers  something  chic  in  it,  some  raison 
d'etre  ;  and  after  one  has  once  seen  it  worn  by  some 
more  adventurous  person — a  person  who  knows 
how  to  wear  it — it  begins  to  be  the  very  most  de- 
sirable thing  in  gowns,  throws  old  fashions  into  the 
shade,  and  makes  one  marvel  how  those  poor  out- 
worn designs  ever  could  have  been  thought  fit  or 
decent.  There  is  something  of  a  mystery  {says  the 
Bazar)  about  this  eager  acceptance  of  the  new 
design.  It  is  not  seldom  sufficiently  ugly,  owing  to 
the  dressmaker's  variations  upon  the  artist's  design; 
but  women  hardly  need  to  see  it  worn  by  some 
reigning  queen  of  style  in  order  to  demand  it. 
To  be  completely  in  style  to  its  last  wrinkle  is, 
according  to  the  notions  of  the  world,  to  be  fault- 
lessly dressed.  The  girl  who  is  faultlessly  dressed 
is  the  one  with  whom  the  young  man  of  fashion 
desires  to  be  seen,  and  his  following  creates  what 
is  called  social  success.  He  may  be  a  reprehen- 
sible person,  may  virtually  have  no  right  to  exist 
himself  ;  but  as  he  does  exist,  and  pronounce  ver- 
dicts, and  give  tone,  the  circumstance  has  recogni- 
tion. Perhaps  another  reason  of  the  following  is 
that  faultless  dress  is  expensive  and  a  symbol  of 
wealth.  But  an  equally  powerful  element  is  the 
movable  standard  of  beauty  and  the  general 
obedience  to  dictation  in  most  of  us  which  sees 
beauty  where  it  is  told  to  do  so.  Or,  just  as  possi- 
bly, beauty  has  nothing  to  do  with  it,  and  the  girl 
well  dressed  according  to  the  standards  of  Worth, 
and  Felix  and  Pingat,  and  the  rest,  is  liked  to  a 
certain  extent  and  followed  because  she  shows  a 
knowledge  of  the  convenances  of  the  world,  shows 
tact  and  amiability  in  a  way,  does  not  set  herself 
up  as  a  creator  of  standards,  but  wears  what  is 
given  her,  and  wears  it  well,  and  could  not  wear  it 
at  all,  or  at  all  in  its  perfection,  if  there  were  not 
money  at  her  command.  At  any  rate,  we  know 
that  a  beauty  when  dowdily  dressed  has  almost  no 
charm  at  all  beside  a  merely  wholesome-looking 
girl  whose  dress  is  comparatively  rich  and  fashion- 
able and  well  suited  to  her.  Other  women  also 
contribute  to  her  triumph,  admire  her,  and,  even  if 
they  envy  her,  are  yet  heroic  enough  to  accord  her 
the  palm,  and  she  does  not  feel  herself  well  estab- 
lished till  she  has  had  their  approbation. 


A  British  reformer  of  social  practices  writes  to 
the  London  Times  to  suggest  an  innovation  which 
he  thinks  may  ameliorate  the  condition  of  diners- 
out.  Everybody  knows,  he  says,  that  the  guests 
for  a  London  dinner-party  have  to  be  asked  at  least 
a  month  beforehand,  or  else  they  will  all  have  pre- 
vious engagements.  But  it  often  happens  that, 
after  people  have  accepted  invitations  a  month 
ahead,  they  get  others  which  they  would  prefer  to 
accept  but  can  not.  The  suggestion  is  that,  no 
matter  when  dinner  invitations  are  sent  out,  it  shall 
be  held  to  be  unnecessary  either  to  accept  or  de- 
cline them  until  one  week  before  the  day  appointed. 
This  plan  would  enable  diners  who  found  them- 
selves with  several  invitations  for  the  same  evening 
to  accept  the  one  they  preferred.  "  It  may  be  ob- 
jected," admits  the  inventor,  "that  under  this 
system  the  most  popular  hosts  would  be  able  to 
make  up  their  parties  more  easily  than  other 
people  ;  but  this  is  as  it  should  be.  There  can  be 
no  pleasure  in  entertaining  a  party  of  friends  who 
would  rather  be  dining  elsewhere."  No  system 
{declares  Harper's  Weekly)  will  rid  dinner-giving 
in  big  cities  from  some  inconveniences.  Nothing 
but  exceptional  personal  energy  and  discretion  can 
enable  diners  to  accept  all  the  more  attractive  in- 
vitations, decline  all  the  less  attractive  ones,  and 
still  keep  on  visiting  terms  with  their  acquaintances. 


of  a  little,  white,  frivolous-looking  hand  wearing  a 
big,  aggressively  solid  sort  of  ring. 


Englishwomen  of  the  "smart  set"  seldom,  if 
ever,  either  wear  or  carry  flowers  to  the  opera.  It 
is  considered  "bad  form."  But  women — even  En- 
glishwomen— are  contradictory.  The  latest  fashion- 
able freak  among  women  who  are  blessed  with 
pretty  hands  is  to  wear  an  immense  ring,  like  a 
Roman  Catholic  bishop's,  on  the  first  finger  of  the 
right  hand.  It  used  to  be  considered  the  height  of 
vulgarity  to  place  a  ring  on  the  index  finger,  but 
now  this  decoration  is  the  dernier  cri.  The  ring 
must  be  a  superb  one,  and  must  not  partake  of  the 
slender  and  graceful  daintiness  of  the  "  Marquise" 
circle.  It  must  be  solid,  big,  and  respectably 
ecclesiastic  in  its  appearance.  The  feminine  mind, 
always  desirous  of  presenting  contrasted  effects  to 
poor  humanity,  sees  the  delicately  sarcastic  anomaly 


The  life  of  a  gilded  youth  of  Brussels  is  not  so 
different  from  that  of  Paris  (writes  Sterling  Heilig 
in  the  Providence  Journal).  From  ten  in  the 
morning  to  noon  he  is  on  horseback  at  the  Bois  de 
la  Canibre.  The  Bois  is  very  gay  toward  eleven 
o'clock,  as  are  the  boulevards  and  avenues  which 
lead  to  it.  There  are  many  officers,  and  they  are 
indeed  superb.  There  are  few  troops  in  Europe 
as  elegant  as  these  Guides  de  la  Garde,  with  their 
green  dolmans,  heavy  with  embroidery,  and  their 
amaranthine  pantaloons.  Nearly  all  these  officers 
are  handsome  fellows  of  good  family.  They  have 
fine  horses,  which  they  ride  wonderfully  well. 
You  make  the  turn  of  the  Bois  and  stop  at  the 
Dairy  to  take  a  glass  of  sherry.  It  is  a  little  rustic 
chalet,  with  a  pleasant  view.  There  are  a  few 
petites  femmes  here,  who  have  come  to  find  the 
cheris  de  leur  cceur.  These  Belgian  women  seem, 
after  the  Viennese,  the  most  completely  beautiful 
in  Europe.  At  every  moment,  in  the  streets,  you 
run  across  women  whose  type  is  always  about 
the  same,  and  might  end  by  becoming  monoto- 
nous, but  it  is  of  remarkable  beauty.  At  half- 
past  eleven  our  young  Belgian  and  his  visitors 
mount  their  horses  and  start  back  for  Brussels. 
From  twelve  to  three  is  the  lunch,  usually  at  home, 
then  a  rest,  and  then  a  turn  on  business  or  for  calls. 
From  two  to  five  they  are  again  in  the  Bois,  either 
on  horseback  or  in  carriages.  In  summer  the  people 
unite  where  the  music  plays.  This  is  the  time  for 
flirtations  among  people  of  the  grande  monde.  If 
the  demi-monde  appears,  it  keeps  to  its  own  side. 
A  little  nod  from  a  distance  is  all  the  recognition  it 
receives.  From  five  to  six,  Marchal's  Patisserie 
is  in  vogue  among  young  men.  It  is  a  curious 
cake-shop.  First,  there  is  the  shop  proper,  with 
two  great  counters  ;  on  one  are  cakes,  on  the 
other  is  a  prodigious  number  of  glass  jars  full  of 
bonbons.  In  the  rear  there  is  a  little  room  opening 
from  one  side  on  the  shop  and  from  the  other 
on  a  sort  of  winter  garden  paved  with  colored 
tiles.  It  is  extremely  smart,  and  bright,  and  gay. 
It  is  here,  towards  six  o'clock,  that  the  gilded 
youth  and  the  youthful  dames  whom  they  gild 
make  an  elegant  amusement,  more  Parisian  than 
Paris.  After  half-past  six,  our  rich  young  Belgian 
may  take  a  little  glass  at  the  Bodega  and  then  look 
in  at  his  club.  The  "Bodega"  is  nominally  a 
Spanish  wine-shop,  run  by  a  big  English  company, 
and  it  has  become  a  feature  of  every  European 
capital,  by  reason  of  the  splendor  of  the  fitting  up 
and  the  strong  character  of  the  drink.  Clubs  are 
very  numerous  in  Brussels,  beginning  with  the 
Cercle  Noble,  which  is  the  most  chic  and  exclusive 
— the  club  of  the  court.  At  eight  o'clock,  dinner 
is  eaten  by  the  eligants.  They  eat  much  in  Brus- 
sels, and  they  eat  very  well.  The  two  most 
elegant  restaurants  at  Brussels  are  the  Cafe" 
Riche  and  the  Etoile.  The  Cafe  Riche  is  a 
French  restaurant.  The  only  thing  to  remark 
is  the  difference  of  morality  of  the  differ- 
ent floors.  The  ground  floor  is  a  common 
hall,  bright  and  gay,  not  very  large.  Here 
there  are  only  ladies  who  are  accompanied.  On 
the  second  floor  there  is  another  salon,  very  small 
and  holding  only  seven  or  eight  tables.  Here,  from 
eleven  o'clock  to  midnight,  when  the  theatres  are 
over,  all  the  tables  are  occupied  by  little  women  sit- 
ting before  a  modest  supper.  As  soon  as  a  young 
man  passes  the  screen  which  masks  the  door,  every 
head  is  lifted,  smiling,  enticing.  Of  all  this  you 
would  easily  find  the  equivalent  in  Paris  in  no  mat- 
ter what  night  restaurant.  What  is  peculiar  here  is 
the  smallness  of  the  room  ;  there  is  no  going  in  a 
corner  by  yourselves.  Every  one  knows  every  one 
else  in  Brussels. 


Pears' 

Pears'  soap  does 
nothing  but  cleanse;  it 
has  no  medical  prop- 
erties. 

Use  it  always  and 
give  it  time. 

It  brings  back 
health  and  the  color 
of  health  to  many  a 
sallow  skin. 


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SOCIETY. 


Notes  and  Gossip. 
There  will  be  a  very  pretty  wedding  in  Christ's 
Church,  at  Sausalito,  at  quarter  to  three  o'clock 
this  afternoon.  The  contracting  parties  will,  be 
Miss  Ella  Le  Count,  daughter  of  Mr.  and  Mrs.  J.  P. 
Le  Count,  and  Ensign  George  R.  Slocum,  U.  S.  N., 
recently  of  the  United  States  steamer  Marion. 
Rev.  Charles  L.  Miel  will  officiate.  Ensign  Edward 
W.  Eberle,  U.  S.  N.,  will  be  best  man,  and  the 
ushers  will  comprise  Lieutenant  A.  G.  Rodgers, 
U.  S.  N.,  Lieutenant  R.  McM.  Dutton,  U.  S.  M.  C, 
Passed  Assistant  Surgeon  Robert  M.  Kennedy, 
U.  S.  N.,  and  Passed  Assistant  Surgeon  George 
Rothganger,  U.  S.  N.  ^Miss  Susie  Le  Count,  sister 
of  the  bride,  will  act  as  maid  of  honor,  and  the 
bridesmaids  will  be  Miss  Meta  Thompson,  Miss 
Minnie  Nightingale,  Miss  Elizabeth  Brewer,  and 
Miss  Minnie  Rodgers.  The  bride  will  also  be 
attended  by  two  little  flower  girls,  Miss  Gertrude 
Dutton  and  Miss  Emelie  Reed.  After  the  cere- 
mony there  will  be  a  reception  until  five  o'clock  at 
"  Cliffe  Haven,"  the  home  of  the  bride's  parents. 
Several  hundred  invitations  have  been  issued  for 
the  wedding. 

Announcement  is  made  of  the  engagement  of 
Miss  Kate  Paddock,  daughter  of  Mr.  and  Mrs.  E. 
L.  Paddock,  of  this  city,  and  Mr.  W.  Joseph  L. 
Kierulff,  of  Berkeley. 

This  will  be  a  gala  day  at  Del  Monte,  owing  to 
the  visitors'  tennis  tournament  that  will  be  played 
there.  The  tournament  will  be  doubles  and  mixed 
doubles.  There  will  also  be  a  game  of  base-ball  in 
the  morning,  and  in  the  evening  a  cotillion  will  be 
led  by  Mr.  George  Aimer  Newhall.  Among  those 
who  will  contest  for  the  tennis  prizes  are  Miss  Bee 
Hooper,  Miss  Bertha  Crouch,  Miss  Hush,  Mr.  W. 
H.  Taylor,  Jr.,  Mr.  A.J.  Treat,  Mr.  Harry  Stet- 
son, Mr.  Walter  S.  Hobart,  Mr.  Thomas  Driscoll, 
Mr.  C.  D.  Bates,  Jr.,  Mr.  George  de  Long,  Mr.  S. 
S.  Sanborn,  Mr.  Charles  P.  Hubbard,  Mr.  W.  A. 
Magee,  Mr.  Thomas  Magee,  Jr.,  Mr.  Frederick 
Magee,  Mr.  Walter  Magee,  Mr.  Everett  N.  Bee, 
Mr.  D.  E.  Allison,  Jr.,  Mr.  G.  E.  Stoker,  Mr.  T. 
A.  Harrison,  Mr.  Walter  McGavin,  and  Mr.  A.  B. 
Wilberforce. 

A  farce-comedy,  entitled  "The  Widow  Hunt; 
or,  Everybody's  Friend,"  was  successfully  presented 
in  Sausalito  before  a  large  audience  on  Friday  even- 
ing, July  13th.  The  participants  were  Mr.  and 
Mrs.  Mason,  Miss  Mason,  Miss  Susie  Le  Count, 
Mrs.  C.  L.  Miel,  Mr.  George  W.  Reed,  and  Mr. 
James  H.  Bell. 


INTAGLIOS. 


Rabbi  Wolfers,  the  Jewish  musical  historian,  says 
that  during  divine  service  at  the  ancient  Temple  of 
Jerusalem  a  full  choir  consisted  of  twenty-four 
thousand  men,  divided  into  three  great  bands  and 
separated  one  from  another  upon  vast  platforms. 
This  choir  was  composed  of  Levites,  who  had  no 
other  duties  to  perform  and  were  thus  enabled  to 
devote  the  whole  of  their  time  to  the  perfection  of 
their  art. 

The  Japanese  are  now  making  tennis-rackets,  and 
some  of  them  are  imported  to  the  United  States. 
The  workmanship  is  uncommonly  fine  and  all  the 
materials  look  durable.  Europeans  in  Japan  have 
long  played  tennis,  and  the  game  originated  a  good 
deal  nearer  Japan  than  Europe.  It  was  the  Bad- 
minton brought  to  England  by  East  Indian  trav- 
elers. 

If  it  be  true  that  the  Indiana  giant,  Hanson 
Craig,  who  has  just  died  at  Danville,  Ind.,  weighed 
nine  hundred  pounds,  he  must  have  been  the 
heaviest  man  of  whom  there  is  any  record.  The 
famous  English  giant,  Daniel  Lambert,  who  died 
in  the  month  of  June,  1809,  weighed  only  seven 
hundred  and  thirty-nine  pounds. 


Mr.  Henry  Heyman  was  in  Vienna  about  the 
middle  of  June,  where  he  was  extensively  enter- 
tained by  Signor  Marrello  Rossi,  court  violinist  to 
the  Emperor  of  Austria.  Mr.  Heyman  was  in 
Milan,  Italy,  on  June  24th,  and  from  there  was 
going  to  Rome. 


Absolutely 
Pure 

A  cream  of  tartar  baking  powder.  High- 
est of  all  in  leavening  strength.  —  Latest 
United  States  Government  Food  Report. 

Royal  Baking  Powder  Co., 
106  Wall  St.,  N.  Y. 


Only  the  Sunny  Hours. 
Only  the  sunny  hours 

Are  numbered  here — 
No  winter-time  that  lowers. 

No  twilight  drear. 
But  from  a  golden  sky 

When  sunbeams  fall. 
Though  the  bright  moments  fly — 

They're  counted  all. 

My  heart  its  transient  woe 

Remembers  not ; 
The  ills  of  long-ago 

Are  half  forgot ; 
But  childhood's  round  of  bliss, 

Youth's  tender  thrill, 
Hope's  whisper,  Love's  first  kiss — 

They  haunt  me  still ! 

Sorrows  are  everywhere, 

Joys — all  too  few  ! 
Have  we  not  had  our  share 

Of  pleasure,  too? 
No  Past  the  glad  heart  cowers, 

No  memories  dark  ; 
Only  the  sunny  hours 

The  dial  mark. — E.  C.  Stedman. 

For  a  Sun-Dial. 
The  shadows  on  the  dial  fall. 

But  who  can  tell 
How  soon  a  cloud  may  end  them  all — 

And  life  as  well. — Anon. 

Trials. 
Pray,  pray,  thou  who  also  weepest, 

And  the  drops  will  slacken  so  ; 
Weep,  weep — and  the  watch  thou  keepest 

With  a  quicker  count  will  go. 
Think — the  shadow  on  the  dial 

For  the  nature  most  undone, 
Marks  the  passing  of  the  trial. 

Proves  the  presence  of  the  sun. 

— Elizabeth  B.  Browning. 


Sun-Dial. 
The  shadow  on  the  dial's  face 

That  steals  from  day  10  day. 
With  slow,  unseen,  unceasing  pace. 

Moments,  and  months,  and  years  away  ; 
This  shadow  which,  in  every  clime, 

Since  light  and  motion  first  began, 
Hath  held  its  course  sublime  ; 

What  is  it,  mortal  man? 
It  is  the  scythe  of  Time. 

Not  only  o'er  the  dial's  face, 
This  silent  phantom,  day  by  day, 

With  slow,  unseen,  unceasing  pace, 
Steals  moments,  months,  and  years  away  ; 

From  hoary  rock  and  aged  tree, 
From  proud  Palmyra's  moldering  walls, 

From  Teneriffe,  towering  o'er  the  sea, 
From  every  blade  of  grass,  it  falls ; 

And  still  where'er  a  shadow  sweeps, 
The  scythe  of  Time  destroys. 

And  man  at  every  footstep  weeps 
O'er  evanescent  ]oys.— fames  Montgomery, 


A  Sun-Dial  Inscription. 
Morning  Sun — "  Tempns  Volat." 
O  early  passenger,  look  up — be  wise, 
And  think  how,  night  and  day,  time  onward  flies. 

Noon — "  Dnm  temptts  Iiabemus,  opcremur  bonum." 
Life  steals  away— this  hour,  O  man,  is  lent  thee 
Patient  to  work  the  work  of  him  who  sent  thee. 

Setting  Sun — "  Redibo,  tu  nunguam." 
Haste,  traveler,  the  sun  is  sinking  now  ; 
He  shall  return  again,  but  never  t/iou. 


The   Sun-Dial. 

"  Horas  non  nitmero  nisi  serenas." 

The  sun  when  it  shines  in  a  clear,  -cloudless  sky, 

Marks  the  time  on  my  disk  in  figures  of  light. 

If  clouds  gather  o'er  me,  unheeded  they  fly, 

"  I  note  not  the  hours  except  they  be  bright." 

So  when  I  review  all  the  scenes  that  have  passed 

Between  me  and  thee,  be  they  dark,  be  they  light, 
I  forget  what  was  dark,  the  light  I  hold  fast, 
"  I  note  not  the  hours  except  they  be  bright." 

— Samuel  E.  B.  Morse. 


Strange,  even  to  irreverence,  were  the  titles  of 
some  of  the  sixteenth  and  seventeenth  century 
sermons.  Of  such  were  these  following  :  ' '  Baruch's 
Sore  Gently  Opened  and  Salve  Skillfully  Applied," 
"The  Snuffers  of  Divine  Love,"  "A  Spiritual 
Mustard-Pot  to  Make  the  Soul  Sneeze  with  De- 
votion," "Crumbs  of  Comfort  for  Chickens  of 
Grace,"  "  A  Balance  to  Weigh  Facts  In,"  "  Matches 
Lighted  at  the  Divine  Fire."  etc. 


•THE    PROFESSION." 


By  Thomas  Wentworth  Higginson. 


The  Countess  Alesio,  of  Turin,  Italy,  who  has 
celebrated  her  one  hundredth  birthday,  accom- 
panied her  husband  through  all  the  hardships  of 
the  Moscow  campaign  while  she  was  a  bride  of 
eighteen.  She  is  in  full  possession  of  all  her  facul- 
ties, and  spends  several  hours  a  day  in  piano 
practice. 

■    ♦    « 

Dusty  Rhodes — "  I  was  shipwrecked  on  the  Coney 
Island  coast,  an'  lost  every  cent  I  hed."  Mrs.  Do- 
good— "But  you  got  ashore?"  Dusty  Rhodes— 
"  Yes  ;  that's  how  I  came  to  lose  it." — Puck. 


Jack— "What  color  would  you  call  Miss  Fitz's 
hair?"  Jess— "  Now,  really;  I  haven't  seen  her 
for  a  week  or  two." — Puck. 


It  is  a  curious  fact  that  the  one  occupation  which 
is  proudly  known  among  its  votaries  as  "the  pro- 
fession "  is  the  very  pursuit  which  is  still  pursued 
by  a  vague  social  prejudice.  Dr.  Samuel  Johnson 
grouped  together  actors,  musicians,  and  showmen 
generally  as  "  amusing  vagabonds."  When  John- 
son's friend  and  patroness,  Mrs.  Thrale,  whose 
first  husband  had  been  a  brewer,  married  for  a 
second  husband  Signor  Piozzi,  an  Italian  music- 
teacher,  she  was  pursued  by  all  her  friends  with  un- 
bounded wrath  in  England  as  having  utterly  dis- 
graced herself.  Then,  when  she  visited  Italy,  she 
was  severely  regarded  among  her  new  husband's 
friends  because  of  the  occupation  of  her  former 
spouse.  England  condoned  the  brewer,  but  could 
not  excuse  the  musician.  Italy  applauded  the 
musician,  but  looked  with  social  disapproval  upon 
the  brewer.  Thus  local  and  uncertain  are  the 
standards  of  social  gradation,  and  alternate  ap- 
plauses and  suspicions  are  heaped  upon  "  the  pro- 
fession." 

It  is  probable  that  the  world  of  actors  proves  its 
own  worst  enemy  by  the  fact  that  so  many  of 
its  members  implore  their  children  to  enter 
any  other  pursuit.  Macready,  perhaps  the  most 
cultivated  and  high-bred  actor  who  ever  adorned 
the  English  stage,  was  firm  in  the  purpose,  accord- 
ing to  one  who  knew  him  intimately — Lady  Pollock 
— that  no  child  of  his  should  ever  set  foot  upon  the 
boards.  In  a  recent  symposium  published  in  a 
Sunday  newspaper,  and  giving  the  opinions  of 
many  prominent  actresses,  the  majority  say,  or  im- 
ply, in  answer  to  a  direct  question,  that  the  re- 
wards of  "  the  profession  "  are  not  worth  its  sacri- 
fices and  discomforts,  among  which  they  include 
the  precariousness,  the  perpetual  traveling,  the  un- 
certainty of  popular  applause,  and  the  annihilation, 
as  several  testify,  of  home  life.  If  such  is  the 
verdict  of  the  successful,  what  must  be  that  of  the 
unsuccessful — those  who  have  the  discomfort  with- 
out the  reward  ? 

One  of  the  most  popular  of  actresses  in  this 
country,  who  was  brought  up  to  the  stage  from 
childhood,  has  lately  been  giving  the  history  of  her 
life,  and  has  frankly  admitted  that  she  and  girls 
reared  like  her  have  absolutely  no  girlhood.  "  For 
ten  years,  from  the  time  I  was  fourteen,  my  life  was 
simply  bounded  by  the  theatre-door  and  the  foot- 
lights. I  knew  absolutely  nothing  of  real  things. 
The  air,  the  woods,  the  ocean,  the  flowers,  the 
night,  were  represented  to  my  mind  by  the  painted 
canvas  of  the  play-house.  The  world  to  me  was 
peopled  with  play-people.  I  was  in  the  dingy  the- 
atre by  day  and  in  the  gas-lighted  theatre  by  night. 
Applause  represented  my  one  object  in  living." 
Who  has  not  met,  in  traveling,  parties  of  young 
women  who  answer  wholly  to  this  description, 
whom  every  looker-on  as  instinctively  assigns  to  the 
stage  as  if  they  wore  it  branded  on  their  foreheads 
— slight,  sallow,  bloodless  girls,  who  seem  to  live 
and  move  by  art,  not  nature  ;  who  scarcely  seem 
human,  indeed,  but  rather  like  automatons  acci- 
dentally left  outside  of  their  proper  shelter  ;  who 
seem  neither  young  nor  old,  neither  happy  nor  un- 
happy ;  who  can  not  ask  each  other  what  o'clock  it 
is  without  attitudinizing  with  the  shoulders  and 
glaring  at  each  other  picturesquely  from  large  eyes 
with  conscious  eyelashes  ;  and  who,  while  all  other 
groups  blend  together,  remain  absolutely  as  in  a 
world  of  their  own  ?  Individually  they  may  be 
good,  honest,  virtuous  girls,  chiefly  anxious  to  earn 
an  added  half-dollar  a  week  to  buy  comforts  for 
their  grandmothers.  Collectively  they  form  what 
is,  one  would  think,  the  very  last  circle  short  of  real 
sin  and  misery,  to  which  a  sane  parent  of  daughters 
would  wish  his  offspring  to  belong. 

Yet  there  is  surely  no  more  natural  impulse  in 
our  being  than  the  dramatic  instinct.  Every  little 
girl  exemplifies  it  with  her  dolls,  every  boy  with  his 
"  make-believes."  Is  it  because  this  impulse  should 
be,  after  all,  subordinate,  that  a  certain  retribution 
waits  on  those  who  devote  their  whole  lives  to  being 
other  than  themselves  ?  Or  is  it  that  the  trouble 
lies  in  the  last  phrase  used  by  the  actress  just 
quoted — "applause  represented  my  one  object  in 
living  "  ?  There  is  no  other  known  avocation  where 
the  test  of  immediate  applause  is  so  forced  home 
upon  the  competitor  as  in  the  theatrical  profession. 
The  case  of  the  public  speaker  is  the  only  one  to 
be  compared  with  it,  and  there  the  function  is  not 
exercised  so  constantly  or  tested  so  closely  by 
applause  as  in  acting.  Much  of  the  most  influential 
oratory,  as  in  the  pulpit,  in  legislative  bodies,  or  in 
the  court-room,  is  not  really  tested  by  applause  at 
all,  but  in  other  ways,  perhaps  by  its  remoter  re- 
sults only.  Phillips  Brooks  in  the  pulpit,  Daniel 
Webster  in  the  Senate,  Rufus  Choate  before  a  jury, 
did  not  "  bring  down  the  house."  But  an  actor, 
from  Macready  down  to  the  circus  clown,  is  valuable 
in  proportion  as  the  hands  of  the  audience  attest  it. 
If  he  fails  in  this,  he  fails  in  all.  Dickens's  clown 
in  "  Hard  Times"  dies  of  a  broken  heart,  because 
he  has  "  missed  his  tip,"  that  is,  his  applause.  And 
this  is  so  unrertain.  The  mere  change  of  fashion 
may  utterly  sweep  away  the  whole  prestige  of  an 
actor.  "  Charlotte  Cushman,"  said  an  eminent 
London  actor  to  me  shortly  before  her  retirement 
from  the  stage,  "js  a,  magnificent  specimen  of  a 
style   of   acting  which  -has   now,    happily,   passed 


away  forever."  I  have  since  heard  almost  precisely 
the  same  thing  said  of  this  actor  himself.  Of  course 
the  same  thing  happens  constantly  to  the  author, 
the  artist,  the  statesman  ;  but  it  is  not  borne  in 
upon  him  with  such  brutal  and  terrible  directness 
as  in  the  case  of  the  actor  who  begins  to  find  that 
he  has  "  missed  his  tip." 

The  thing  which  seems  in  advance  most  repellent 
in  stage  life — the  very  intimate  contact  with  coarse 
or  vicious  associates — is  probably  a  less  serious  evil 
than  appears,  because  the  whole  contact  is  made 
remote  and  unreal  by  being  a  part  of  the  play. 
You  deal  with  men  and  women  as  if  they  were 
chairs  and  tables,  whereas  in  social  life,  however 
artificial,  you  have  to  assume,  at  least  occasionally, 
that  they  are  human  beings.  Nor  is  there  reason 
now  to  think  that  the  variety  now  to  be  found  on 
the  stage  in  these  respects  is  greater  than  in  many 
other  circles  of  life.  It  is  to  be  noticed  that  the 
professional  scapegrace  in  our  modern  fiction  is  no 
longer,  as  formerly,  the  strolling  actor,  but  is  a 
dashing  city  broker,  or  a  journalist,  or  a  "  traveling 
man,"  or  a  bank  cashier  on  his  way  to  Canada. 
The  recognized  objections  to  the  stage  as  a  vocation 
are  now  less  of  morals  than  of  taste  and  dignity.  The 
late  William  Warren  used  to  describe  vividly  an  oc- 
casion when  he  and  Robert  Charles  Winthrop  were 
assigned  to  walk  together  as  pall  -  bearers  at 
the  funeral  of  a  friend,  and  Mr.  Warren  utterly  re- 
fused. "  It  would  be  utterly  inappropriate.  Mr. 
Winthrop  bears  a  historic  name,  and  is  himself  a 
historic  character.  I  am  a  comic  actor.  The  pub- 
lic is  used  to  seeing  me  in  all  sorts  of  ridiculous 
positions.  Everybody  would  see  the  impropriety 
of  it."  He  persisted  in  declining,  was  excused, 
and  for  the  rest  of  their  lives  these  two  aged  men — 
both  knowing  the  story — raised  their  hats  to  each 
other  when  they  met,  but  without  speaking.  The 
whole  affair  was  magnificent  in  Warren — perhaps 
needlessly  so — but  it  was  rather  severe  upon  "the 
profession." — Bazar. 


The  Empress  of  Russia  is  colonel-in-chief  of  no 
less  than  four  regiments  of  Muscovite  cavalry,  while 
her  sister-in-law,  the  Grand  Duchess  Vladimir,  com- 
mands an  infantry  regiment  of  the  line.  The  old 
and  infirm  Grand  Duchess  Constantine,  aunt  of  the 
Czar,  is  colonel  of  the  Sixteenth  Regiment  of 
Dragoons.  Her  daughter,  the  widowed  Grand 
Duchess  Vera,  is  commander  of  the  Nijni-Nov- 
gorod  Infantry  Regiment. 


"  And  that,"  said  Paul  Emmicks,  raising  his  voice 
as  he  finished  his  explanation  to  his  table  neighbor, 
"  is  the  fly  in  the  ointment."  "  I  would  have  you 
understand,  Mr.  Emmicks,"  remarked  the  land- 
lady, sharply,  "that  that  is  the  best  creamery 
butter  ;  and,  what  is  more,  flies  are  unavoidable  at 
this  season." — Puck. 


"  Have  you  trouble  with  your  eyes  ?"  asked  she 
of  the  Englishman.  "No,"  he  replied;  "why?" 
"  I  see  you  always  wear  a  monocle."  "  Oh,  yes  ; 
you  see  I  get  very  sleepy  at  times,  and  that  monocle 
keeps  one  eye  open  anyhow." — Bazar. 


Miss  Ethel  Harraden,  a  sister  of  the  author  of 
"  Ships  that  Pass  in  the  Night,"  has  written  the 
music  of  a  fantastic  opera,  entitled  "  The  Taboo," 
which  has  been  successfully  given  in  London. 


Queen  Victoria,  who  was  once  a  skillful  archer, 
is  now  dean  of  one  of  the  oldest  guilds  of  bowmen 
in  Europe. 


World's  Fair 

MEDAL 

And  Diploma 

Awarded 


.     ut.  w  Mwaro 

AVER'S 

CHERRY   PECTORAL 


FOR 

THROAT 

and 

LUNG 

COMPLAINTS 


FINE 
PEOPLE 


use  fine  stationery  and 
generally  pay  fine  prices 
for  it.  It  would  sur- 
prise them  to  learn  that 
they  can  fine(d)  Hurd's 
fine  stationery,  in  all  the 
fashionable  tints  and 
sizes,  at  a  great  deal 
less  than  fine  prices  at 
Piekson  Bros.,  235 
Kearny  St. 


Apropos,  we  are  still  printing  t/te  Best  Quality  ISisiting 
Cards  from  your  Copper  Plate  for  One  Dollar  per  Hun- 
dred' .  -   - 


July  23,  1894. 


THE         ARGONAUT. 


11 


Movements  and  'Whereabouts. 

Annexed  will  be  found  a  r£sum£  of  movements  to 
and  from  this  city  and  coast,  and  of  the  whereabouts 
of  absent  Californians  : 

Mrs.  Hermann  Oelrichs  and  Miss  Virginia  Fair  arrived 
in  New  York  from  Europe  last  Wednesday. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Peter  McG.  McBean  and  Miss  Edith  Mc- 
Bean  have  gone  to  the  Hotel  del  Monte  to  attend  the 
tennis  tournament.  . 

Mrs.  Belle  Donahue  and  the  Misses  Marguerite  and 
Romie  Wallace  have  gone  to  the  Hotel  del  Monte  to  at- 
tend the  tennis  tournament. 

Mrs.  Monroe  Salisbury  and  Miss  Salisbury  have  been 
passing  a  few  weeks  in  San  Rafael. 

Mrs.  H.  M.  A.  Miller  and  her  little  daughter  have  been 
passing  several  weeks  in  Berkeley. 

Miss  Ethel  Cohen,  of  Alameda,  has  returned  from  a 
visit  to  Miss  Sara  Collier  at  her  home.  Villa  Ka  Bel,  near 
Clear  Lake. 

Colonel  C.  F.  Crocker  has  returned  from  a  prolonged 
Eastern  trip. 

Mr.  James  Brett  Stokes  has  returned  from  the  Yosenute 
Valley,  where  he  has  been  during  the  past  six  weeks. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  T.  C.  Van  Ness  are  at  the  Catalina 
Islands.  . 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  George  H.  Howard  are  passing  a  few 
weeks  at  Santa  Cruz. 

Among  those  who  have  gone  to  the  Hotel  del  Monte  to 
witness  the  tennis  tournament  are  Mrs.  M.  E.  Hooper, 
Miss  Bee  Hooper,  Mrs.  Moses  Hopkins,  Mrs.  James 
Irvine,  Sr.,  Mr.  J.  W.  Byrne,  Mr.  Mark  L.  Requa,  Miss 
Mamie  Holbrook,  Mrs.  Clark  W.  Crocker,  Miss  Fanny 
Crocker,  Miss  Julia  Crocker,  Mr.  Edward  M.  Greenway, 
Mr.  and  Mrs.  Frederick  H.  Green,  Mr.  E.  G.  Schmieden, 
Mr.  Harry  Simpkins,  Mr.  Charles  P.  Hubbard,  Mrs. 
Peter  Donahue,  Mrs.  Eleanor  Martin.  Mr.  Everett  N. 
Bee,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Drury  Melone,  Mrs.  James  Moffitt, 
Misses  Moffitt,  Mrs.  Thomas  Breeze,  Misses  Breeze,  Mrs. 
A.  J.  Pope,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  George  A.  Pope,  Miss  Carrie 
Taylor,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  D.  T.  Murphy,  Mrs.  C.  A.  Spreck- 
els,  and  Miss  Goodall. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Joseph  D.  Redding  have  been  passing 
a  couple  of  weeks  at  the  Hotel  Waldorf  in  New  York 
city. 

Mr.  Russell  J.  Wilson  returned  last  Monday  from  a 
prolonged  visit  to  the  Eastern  States. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Claus  Spreckels,  Miss  Spreckels,  and 
Mr.  Henry  Mangels  were  in   Paris  when  last  heard  from. 

Mr.  Dell  Lindermann  was  in  New  York  city  a  week 
ago. 

Miss  Jennie  Dunphy,  Miss  Viola  Piercy,  Miss  Gray- 
son, Mr.  R.  R.  Grayson,  and  Mr.  James  C.  Dunphy  re- 
turned from  the  Hotel  del  Monte  by  steamer  a  week  ago. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Frank  D.  Madison  have  been  passing 
a  few  weeks  at  Lake  Tahoe. 

Mrs.  William  A.  Magee,  Mrs.  Thomas  Magee,  Jr.,  and 
the  Misses  Hush,  of  Fruitvale,  have  gone  to  the  Hotel 
del  Monte  for  a  few  days. 

Dr.  and  Mrs.  O.  0.  Burgess  are  passing  a  few  weeks  in 
San  Rafael. 

Mr.  Joseph  D.  Grant  returned  from  Europe  a  fortnight 
ago,  and  has  been  waiting  in  New  York  for  the  strike  to. 
terminate  before  coming  home. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  H.  H.  Sherwood  have  been  paying  a  visit 
to  the  Catalina  Islands. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  William  Fries  and  Miss  Helen  Hecht 
have  returned  from  a  prolonged  visit  at  the  Hotel  del 
Monte. 

Judge  and  Mrs.  Richard  Rising  and  Miss  Nettie 
Rising,  of  Virginia,  Nev.,  are  passing  the  season  at 
Larkspur. 

Mr.  Joseph  M.  Quay  is  en  route  home  from  the  East- 
ern States. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  A.  G.  Booth  are  passing  the  summer  at 
their  cottage  in  the  Santa  Cruz  Mountains. 

Mrs.  O.  C.  Pratt  has  been  passing  a  week  in  San  Jose*. 

Mr.  John  D.  Spreckels  is  at  Coronado  Beach  with  the 
yacht  Lurline. 

Mrs.  Charles  E.  Bancroft  and  Miss  Anna  Hobbs  are 
passing  the  summer  at  Santa  Cruz. 

Misses  Alice  and  Ella  Hobart,  Misses  Miriam  and 
Frances  Moore,  Miss  May  Hoffman,  and  Miss  Vassault 
left  last  Thursday  for  the  Hotel  del  Monte. 

Mrs.  William  H.  Ellicott  has  returned  from  a  visit  to 
relatives  In  Baltimore. 

Mrs.  Louis  B.  Parrott  and  family  are  visiting  the 
Catalina  Islands. 

Mr.  Walter  S.  Newhall  has  been  in  Los  Angeles  during 
the  past  week. 

Mr.  William  Gerstle  is  at  St.  Michael's  Station, 
Alaska,  with  Mr.  and  Mrs.  James  M.  Wilson. 

Mrs.  Charles  Maubec  and  her  daughter,  Miss  Ajjnes 
Shawhan,  are  passing  the  summer  at  Saratoga  Springs, 
N.  Y. 

Miss  Bertha  Thompson,  of  New  York,  is  visiting  Miss 
Edith  Cohen  at  her  home.  Fernside,  in  Alameda. 

Mr.  J.  Athearn  Folger,  of  Oakland,  has  been  in  New 
York  city  for  several  weeks. 

Mr.  Frederick  R.  Webster,  Mr.  Clinton  E.  Worden, 
Mr.  W.  S.  Kittle,  Mr.  Austin  C.  Tubbs,  and  Mr.  Fred- 
erick W.  Tallant  passed  last  Saturday  and  Sunday  at  the 
Country  Club. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  L.  Eugene  Lee  have  returned  from  the 
Hawaiian  Islands  and  are  residing  at  2524  Gough  Stieet. 

Mr.  and  Mr.  Allison  C.  Bonnell  and  Mr.  James  Bonnell 
are  passing  the  summer  in  Sausalito. 

Miss  Mabel  Yost  is  the  guest  of  Mrs.  John  H.  Dickin- 
son at  her  cottage,  "Craig  Hazel,"  in  Sausalito,  during 
the  absence  of  General  Dickinson  in  Sacramento. 

Mrs.  John  S.  Hager  and  the  Misses  Hager  have  re- 
turned from  a  month's  visit  at  Castle  Crag. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Timothy  Hopkins  came  up  from  Menlo 
Park  on  Wednesday  an'd  passed  a  couple  of  days  at  the 
Palace  Hotel.    ' 

Mr.  Callaghan  Byrne  left  on  Friday  for  the  Hotel  del 
Monte,  and  will  remain  there  until  next  Tuesday. 

Miss  Scott,  of  Washington,  D.  C,  is  visiting  her  aunt, 
Mrs.  N.  G.  Kittle. 

Mr.  James  C.  Dunphy,  Miss  Jennie  Dunphy,  and  Miss 
Viola  Piercy  went  to  the  Hotel  del  Monte  last  Tuesday 
to  remain  a  week. 

Army  and  Navy  News. 

The  latest  personal  notes  relative  to  army  and 
navy  people  at  the  various  posts  around  San  Fran 
cisco  are  appended  : 

Lieutenant-Commander  W.  H.  Reeder,  U.  S.  N.,  of  the 
Cltarleston,  has  been  on  duty  at  Oakland  Pier  during-  the 
past  week  in  command  of  the  marines  and  sailors. 

Lieutenant  Samson  L.  Faison,  First  Infantry,  U-  S.  A., 
relinquished  the  unexpired  portion  of  his  leave  of  ab- 
sence, and  has  been  on  duty  at  Los  Angeles  since  the 
strike. 

Colonel  Bernard  J.  D.  Irwin,  U.  S.  A.,  was  retired 
from  active  service  on  June  28th. 

Passed  Assistant-Engineer  Richard  Inch,  U.  S.  N.,  re- 
cently of  the  Marion,  has  gone  to  Philadelphia  for  exam- 
ination for  promotion. 

Surgeon  Paul  Fitzsimmons,  U.  S.  N.,  has  been  ordered 
to  duty  at  the  naval  hospital  at  Yokohama. 

Captain  J.  J.  Reid,  U.  S.  N.,  has  been  ordered  to  the 
command  of  the  Independence. 

Captain  James  Parker,  Fourth  Cavalry,  U.  S.  A.,  has 
been  relieved  from  duty  at  the  Sequoia  National  Park. 

Lieutenant  Milton  F.  Davis,  Fourth  Cavalry,  U.  S.  A., 
relinquished  the  unexpired  portion  of  his  leave  of  ab- 
sence, and  is  with  his  troop  at  Sacramento. 

Lieutenant  William  F.  Hancock,  Fifth  Artillery,  U. 
S.  A.,  will  be  relieved  from  duty  on  September  1st,  as 
professor  of  military  science  and  tactics  at  the  Western 
Military  Academy,  Upper  Alton,  111.,  and  ordered  to 
duty  at  the  Washington  University,  St.  Louis,  Mo. 

—  Ladies  outing  shirts  and  waists  made 
to  order  at  Carmany's,  25  Kearny  Street. 


ARE    LOVERS    LUNATICS? 


—  Stereopticon  exhibitions  for  enter- 
tainrnents  and  residences.  Competent  operators. 
Endless  variety  of  views.  Henry  Kahn  &  Co., 
Opticians,  642  Market  Street,  Chronicle  Building. 


There  are,  doubtless,  millions  of  lovers  whose 
love  is  so  commonplace  that  it  does  not  affect  their 
reason.  Love  in  their  eyes  means  business — a 
prologue,  so  to  speak,  to  marriage.  The  lovers, 
however,  who  yield  themselves  heart  and  soul  to 
the  tender  passion,  who  allow  themselves  to  be 
bound  in  the  tenderest  ties,  and  are  blind  to  the 
existence  of  everybody  save  themselves,  must  cer- 
tainly (writes  Eugene  Davis  in  Kate  Field's  Wash- 
ington) have  a  screw  loose  somewhere  in  their 
mental  anatomy. 

The  Stoics,  who  looked  on  all  affection  as  a 
foolish  waste  of  energy,  regarded  love  as  a  grave 
mental  disease.  Shakespeare — 'that  unrivaled  ana- 
lyst of  the  weaknesses  of  human  nature — is  author- 
ity for  the  statement  that 

The  lunatic,  the  lover,  and  the  poet 
Are  of  imagination  all  compact. 

Rosalind,  one  of  his  sanest  characters,  exclaims  : 
"Love  is  merely  a  madness,  and,  I  tell  you,  de- 
serves a  dark  house  and  a  whip,  as  madmen  do  ; 
and  the  reason  it  is  not  so  punished  and  cured  is 
that  the  lunacy  is  so  ordinary  that  the  whippers  are 
in  love  too  !  "  Bacon  calls  love  a  "  species  of  mad- 
ness "  ;  while  Byron  confessed  toward  the  close  of 
his  short  but  checkered  career  that  it  was  madness 
for  him  to  have  loved  so  passionately  as  he  did. 

A  large  number  of  the  world's  eminent  men  have 
made  fools  of  themselves  for  love  of  woman. 
Father  Adam  lost  Paradise  on  earth  for  himself  and 
for  posterity  by  yielding  to  Eve's  tempting  offer  of 
a  slice  of  apple.  Holofernes  lost  his  head — in  two 
senses — by  accepting  the  caresses  of  Judith.  Antony 
was  a  lunatic  to  have  sacrificed  everything  to  his 
love  of  the  charming  Cleopatra.  Paris,  son  of 
Priam,  ought  to  have  been  put  in  a  strait- jacket  for 
having  tampered  with  the  matrimonial  preserves  of 
Menelaus — the  result  of  which  poaching  on  his 
part  caused  the  spilling  of  oceans  of  human  blood, 
as  well  as  the  destruction  of  Troy. 

Petrarch  spent  his  crazy  life  penning  sonnets  to 
the  eyebrows  of  a  portly  married  woman,  the 
mother  of  a  large  family,  while  he  utterly  neglected 
his  legitimate  wife  and  would  not  permit  his 
daughter  to  live  under  his  roof.  Dante,  in  his 
maudlin  love  of  Beatrice,  says  :  "  So  powerful  was 
the  spell  of  her  presence  that  I  had  to  avoid  her. 
From  thinking  of  this  most  gracious  creature,  I 
became  so  weak  and  lean  that  it  was  irksome  for 
my  friends  to  look  at  me  !  "  He  was  compelled  to 
hide  his  skeleton  frame  in  shame  and  confusion — a 
spectacle  for  ridicule  and  derision.  Is  not  this 
proof  evident  that  even  the  brightest  and  strongest 
geniuses  degenerate  into  silly,  addle-headed  mono- 
maniacs under  the  influence  of  this  fatal  passion  ? 
When  Beatrice  for  the  first  time  denied  him  her 
smile,  he  says  that  he  became  possessed  with  such 
grief  that,  parting  himself  from  others,  he  went  into 
a  lonely  place  to  bathe  the  ground  with  the  bitter- 
est tears. 

Love  found  its  readiest  victims  in  the  knights  and 
troubadours  of  the  Middle  Ages.  Ulrich  von 
Lichtenstein,  a  mediaeval  German  cavalier,  loved  a» 
married  woman  with  all  the  intensity  of  a  lunatic. 
He  used  to  drink  with  gusto  the  water  in  which  she 
had  laved  her  dainty  hands.  He  had  a  portion  of 
his  under  lip  cut  off  because  his  mistress  told  him 
it  was  "  so  irregular  in  construction  that  it  did  not 
invite  her  kisses."  He  used  to  roam  over  hills  and 
valleys  in  quest  of  other  knights,  whom  he  chal- 
lenged to  duels,  if  they  dared  to  doubt  that  his 
Dulcinea  was  the  fairest  of  the  fair.  On  one  occa- 
sion, he  amputated  one  of  his  fingers  and  presented 
it  to  his  patroness,  as  a  proof  of  the  torture  he 
could  endure  for  her  sweet  sake.  At  her  command 
he  went  among  the  lepers  and  drank  with  them 
from  the  same  bowl,  in  order  to  test  his  devotion  to 
his  lady-love.  All  this  time  Ulrich's  wife  pined 
alone  in  her  chateau  in  the  forest,  waiting  anxiously 
for  her  dear  lord,  who,  when  he  arrived  on  the 
scene,  looked  so  utterly  tired  and  dilapidated  that 
she  had  to  put  him  to  bed  and  nurse  him  for  sev- 
eral months,  at  the  expiration  of  which  time  he 
would  sally  forth  once  more  to  do  doughty  deeds 
for  another  man's  wife  !  Ulrich  was  a  very  good 
type  of  the  lunatic  lover. 

Hadlaub  tells  us  of  a  Teuton  minnesinger,  or 
troubadour,  who  fell  so  helplessly  in  love  with  a 
little  girl  that,  when  she  used  to  bite  him,  he  be- 
came "  blissfully  ecstatic,"  with  "  all  his  senses  like 
burning  coals.  Her  bite,"  he  naively  confesses, 
"  was  so  tender  and  so  womanly  that  I  used  to  be 
sorry  the  feeling  of  it  passed  away  so  soon  !  " 
Pierre  Vidal,  another  troubadour,  was  so  infatu- 
ated with  his  lady-love,  whose  name  was  "  Loba" 
— wolf — that  he  had  himself  sewed  up  in  a  wolf's 
hide,  and  used  to  scamper  over  the  hills  daily  so 
disguised,  in  order  to  please  his  darling.  One  day, 
however,  the  shepherds'  dogs  chased  th,e  un- 
fortunate poet,  and,  seizing  various  portions  of  the 
hide  in  their  jaws,  they  bore  off  a  slice  of  his  flesh 
to  boot,  whereupon  the  troubadour  abandoned  his 
wolfish  mask,  to  the  great  disgust  of  his  mistress, 
who  renounced  him  for  his  arrogant  cowardice. 
Even  the  sacrifice  of  a  pound  of  her  lover's  flesh 
in  her  service  would  not  satisfy  this  cruel  and  will- 
ful lady. 

The  lover,  like  the  lunatic,  loves  solitude.  One 
of  the  medical  attendants  at  a  Boston  lunatic 
asylum  declares  that  when  his  patients  are  let  out 


in  the  garden  for  recreation,  they  never  form  into 
groups.  Each  walks  alone,  moping  and  brooding 
over  one  particular  idea.  The  particular  idea  of 
the  lover  is  the  only  and  everlasting  she.  Does 
she  love  him  ?  Does  she  not  ?  He  recalls  to  mind 
every  word  she  uttered,  every  attitude  she  assumed 
in  their  last  conversation.  He  twists  and  distorts 
her  most  insignificant  remarks  to  such  an  extent 
that  he  fears  she  may  prefer  another  to  him.  His 
diseased  mind  becomes  madly  morbid  at  the  idea 
of  her  being  caressed  by  other  than  himself. 
Jealousy  takes  possession  of  his  soul,  and  he  swears 
that  if  she  play  him  false,  he  will  repeat  the  tragic 
incidents  of  "  Othello  "  without  compunction. 

As  to  bewitching  woman,  there  is  no  folly  that 
she  will  not  sometimes  commit  in  order  to  win  the 
man  of  her  choice.  History  also  records  that  she 
can  be  wooed  and  won  by  methods  that  at  first 
blush  appear  to  be  the  most  improbable  means  to- 
ward a  triumph  over  her  heart.  There  are  in- 
stances given  in  quaint  old  annals  where  women 
are  captivated  more  surely  by  brutal  force  than  by 
merely  gallant  attentions  of  their  suitors.  For  in- 
stance, English  historical  records  introduce  us  to 
the  fair  Mathilde,  daughter  of  Count  Baldwin, 
Prince  of  Flanders,  who  refused  to  marry  William 
the  Conqueror  because  he  was  a  bastard.  William, 
piqued  by  the  insult,  determined  to  bring  the 
haughty  girl  to  his  knees.  It  was  not,  how- 
ever, by  sweet  caresses  that  he  accomplished 
this  somewhat  difficult  task.  He  proceeded  to 
Flanders,  waylaid  the  pretty  damsel  as  she  was  re- 
turning from  church  in  the  city  of  Bruges,  pulled 
her  long,  wavy  hair,  cuffed  her  on  the  cheeks,  and 
kicked  her  with  the  utmost  brutality,  after  which 
chastisement  he  sent  her  weeping  and  wailing  to 
her  father.  On  his  return  to  England,  he  received 
a  missive  from  the  maiden  confessing  that  his  con- 
duct toward  her  inspired  her  with  a  passionate  love 
for  him,  and  that  she  was  now  ready  to  be 
his  bride.  They  were  married  several  months 
afterward  !  Another  blue-blooded  dame.  Donna 
Xemene  of  Spain,  was  won  by  the  audacity  of  a 
Cid  lover,  who  killed  her  father  and  shot  all  her 
favorite  pigeons. 

No  sane  persons  would  be  guilty  of  the  freaks  of 
thousands  of  other  lovers,  whose  antics  could  be 
recorded  here  were  it  not  for  the  inexorable  limits 
of  space.  In  conclusion,  one  need  only  add  that 
the  last  and  most  convincing  proof — at  least,  so  far 
as  the  continent  of  Europe  generally  and  Germany 
in  particular  are  concerned — is  the  fact  that  lovers 
are  found  in  abundance  in  the  long  list  of  persons 
of  both  sexes  who  commit  suicide  because  of  un- 
requited affection.  A  coroner's  jury  invariably 
concludes,  and  justly,  that  the  deceased  caused 
his  own  or  her  own  death  while  "  suffering  from  an 
attack  of  temporary  insanity." 


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after  an  unsuccessful  business  career  in  England, 
became  foreman  and  train-dispatcher  on  a  Canadian 

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JONES'S    DUCK    GEYSER. 


An  Extraordinary  Experience  in  the  Arid  Belt. 


"Ever  since  I  went  to  the  poultry  show,"  said 
Jackson  Peters,  "  I  have  felt  interested  in  chickens. 
I  wish  I  had  some." 

"Yes,"  observed  Robinson,  "it  wouldn't  be  a 
bad  idea  for  you  to  keep  a  few  good  fowls  in  your 
room.  They  could  roost  on  the  foot  of  your  bed, 
and  you  could  make  nests  for  the  hens  in  your  last 
year's   hats,   and  coop  your  chicks   in  the   grate, 

and " 

"  I  believe,  Robinson,  that  you  are  becoming  al- 
most as  facetious  as  Jones.  You  should  be  careful 
that  the  attack  does  not  run  into  a  low  form  of  im- 
probable adventures.  What  I  want  to  do  is  to  go 
out  into  the  country  and  raise  chickens." 

"Why  not  ducks?"  inquired  Jones,  in  a  serious 
and  interested  tone. 

"Well,  they  might  be  all  right.  I  could  get  a 
place  where  there  was  plenty  of  water  and  raise 
ducks." 

"Yes,  ducks  need  water  ;  but  I  have  a  theory 
that  it  is  best  to  go  where  there  is  no  water  natur- 
ally, get  it  in  some  way,  and  then  raise  them  there." 
"Why?" 

"  More  demand  for  them  where  they  are  scarce, 
and  therefore  a  better  price,"  answered  Jones. 
"  Go  out  to  the  arid  region,  Jackson,  to  start  your 
duck  ranch." 

"  Well,  there  may  be  something  in  that,"  replied 
Jackson,  much  interested.  "  What  place  would 
you  recommend  ?  " 

"  I  tried  Dakota,"  said  Jones,  softly. 
"  Oh,  you've  tried  it,  have  you  ?  "  returned  Jack- 
son, suspiciously,  beginning  to  catch  the  drift  of 
the  other's  remarks. 

'*  Certainly,  Jackson.  I  was  just  going  to  tell 
you  about  it." 

"Very  self-sacrificing  of  you,  I  am  sure.  No 
doubt  you  utilized  their  voice  and  set  up  a  thou- 
sand-quack-power motor,  or " 

"  Now  hold  on,  my  young  friend  ;  this  is  not  a 
debate  in  the  Senate,  but  a  serious  discussion  of 
weighty  agricultural  problems.  If  you  will  listen, 
you  may  learn  much.  When  I  decided  several 
years  ago  to  engage  in  duck  culture,  I  went  out  to 
Dakota.  I  first  ^called  on  the  governor.  '  Gov~ 
ernor,'  I  said,  *  for  what  is  there  the  greatest  de- 
mand in  your  Territory?'  "English  capitalists,' 
he  replied.  '  I  would  gladly  start  a  ranch  to  raise 
that  sort  of  stock  if  I  could,'  I  answered  ;  '  but  you 
see  how  impossible  it  is.  For  what  practical  prod- 
uct is  there  the  heaviest  demand?'  'Ducks,'  re- 
plied the  governor  ;  '  there  is  not  a  duck  in  the 
Territory.'  '  But  they  require  water,'  I  said.  '  Ir- 
rigate 'em,'  returned  the  executive." 

"  But,"  interposed  Jackson  Peters,  "  couldn't  the 
settlers  raise  them  along  the  rivers  ?  " 

"  So  I  hinted  to  the  governor.  '  There's  the  Jim 
River,'  I  said  to  him  ;  '  there's  a  place  for  ducks  to 
swim.'  'Not  deep  enough,'  answered  the  gov- 
ernor. '  Well,  the  Missouri,  then.'  '  Too  thick.' 
The  upshot  of  it  was  that  I  went  down  into  Brule" 
County,  bought  some  land,  sent  to  Illinois  for  five 
hundred  prime  live  ducks,  and  began  boring  an 
artesian  welL 

' '  When  my  well  was  down  something  like  a  thou- 
sand feet,  and  still  no  sign  of  water,  I  became 
anxious,  and  spent  much  of  my  time  about  the 
mouth  of  it.  The  ducks  were  also  becoming  im- 
patient, and  would  cluster  about  the  hole,  six  inches 
in  diameter,  peer  down  it,  and  quack  in  a  thirsty 
voice  which  touched  me  deeply.  One  day  while 
my  workmen  were  sharpening  their  drill,  I  was 
leaning  over  the  hole,  measuring  its  depth  with  a 
small  cord  and  weight,  when  suddenly,  with  a  ter- 
rific explosion  and  a  roar  which  shook  the  earth,  a 
stream  of  water  burst  out  of  the  hole  and  shot  one 
hundred  feet  into  the  air.  Being  directly  over  it,  I 
was,  of  course,  carried  up,  along  with  one  duck. 
The  first  thing  I  realized  was  of  being  tossed  up 
and  down  on  the  top  of  the  column  of  water,  pre- 
cisely as  you  will  sometimes  see  a  small  ball  tossed 
up  and  down  by  the  central  jet  of  a  lawn  fountain. 
"  Gentlemen,  I  am  not  ashamed  to  admit  that  for 
a  moment  I  was  frightened.  The  top  of  the  stream 
spread  to  a  foot  and  a  half  in  diameter,  and  was 
soft  and  foamy.  It  rose  and  fell  somewhat,  and  I 
was  gently  bounced  up  and  down  on  my  face.  I 
had  seized  the  duck  by  the  legs  while  coming  up, 
that  he  might  not  be  injured,  but  I  now  released 
h«m  and  turned  over  and  sat  upright.  My  work^ 
men  and  neighbors  came  rushing  up  to  the  well  ; 
but  though  I  could  see  them  making  signs,  I  could 
hear  nothing,  owing  to  the  frightful  roar  of  the 
escaping  waters,  which  was  as  great  as  that  of 
Niagara.  The  duck  floundered  about  at  my  side 
and  quacked  with  joy  ;  but  I  own  that  I  was  some- 
what disturbed  by  the  prospect.  I  dared  not  jump 
off,  on  account  of  the  height.  As  for  sliding  down 
the  column,  it  was  impossible  to  make  any  headway 
against  the  terrific  upward  current.  I  saw  I  was  in 
for  a  considerable  stay,  so  decided  to  make  the  best 
of  it.  I  signaled  my  men  to  send  up  some  dinner, 
a  newspaper,  and  a  handful  of  corn  for  the  duck. 
This  they  did,  inclosing  all  in  a  stout  tin  can,  and  I 
soon  refreshed  myself  and  began  looking  over  the 
paper,  finding  especial  interest  in  an  article  on 
'  The  Advantage  of  the  Artesian  Well  on  the  Farm.' 
The  duck  ate  the  corn  out  of  my  hand  and  seemed 
grateful.     Af*°r  finishing  the  paper,  1  tossed  it  off 


and  allowed  it  to  flutter  to  the  ground,  and  spent 
the  rest  of  the  afternoon  in  surveying  the  neighbor- 
hood, my  elevation  giving  me  a  fine  prospect  in  all 
directions. 

"  After  supper,  which  was  sent  up  as  dinner  had 
been,  I  began  to  think  about  sleeping  accommo- 
dations. Finally  I  signaled  my  men  to  send  me 
up  a  cot,  which  they  did  simply  by  throwing  it  into 
the  column  of  water  as  they  had  the  other  things. 
It  came  up  and  struck  me  with  considerable  force, 
but  balanced  nicely  on  top  of  the  stream, 
which  now  flattened  out  rather  more,  and  I  soon 
retired,  placing  the  duck  on  the  foot  of  the  bed.  I 
slept  quite  well,  though  I  woke  up  once  or  twice, 
possibly  from  the  novelty  of  the  surroundings. 

' '  The  days  which  followed  were  much  like  the 
first.  My  meals  were  sent  up  regularly,  together 
with  books  and  papers,  and  I  spent  most  of  my 
time  in  reading  and  teaching  the  duck  many  inter- 
esting tricks.  People  came  for  miles  to  see  me  in 
my  odd  position,  and  I  was  an  immense  boon  to 
local  photographers.  I  also  wrote  a  series  of 
articles  for  the  Territorial  Agriculturist  on  '  The 
Artesian  Well  Outlook,'  and  others  on  '  How  the 
Farmer  May  Rise  in  the  World,'  and  '  Ups  and 
Downs  of  Duck  Culture.'  I  may  say  that  these 
met  with  much  favor,  and  were  widely  quoted  and 
commented  upon.  Friends  have  sometimes  chided 
me  for  not  devoting  more  of  my  time  to  work  with 
the  pen." 

Jones  stopped  abruptly  and  gazed  into  the  fire. 

"  Well,"  said  Smith,  after  a  pause,  "  you  forget 
that  you  are  down  now." 

"  Yes,  that's  so  ;  I  am.  But  I  stayed  up  there  six 
weeks.  It  was  in  the  latter  part  of  October  when  I 
went  up.  Early  in  December  there  came  a  cold 
snap  and  froze  the  column  of  water  solid.  Tossing 
my  duck  off,  which  readily  flew  to  the  ground,  I 
took  a  rope  previously  sent  up,  tied  it  to  my  cot, 
which  was  frozen  on  top  of  the  stream,  and  slid  to 
terra  firma,  and  received  the  congratulations  of  my 
friends.     That,  I  think,  is  all." 

Jackson  Peters  moved  about  uneasily  in  his  chair 
for  a  few  moments.     Then  he  said  : 

"Well,  your  duck-farm  was  a  success,  I  sup- 
pose ?  " 

"A  decided  one,  Jackson.  Next  summer  the 
ducks  soon  learned  to  hop  into  the  stream,  ride  up, 
fly  off,  and  repeat  the  performance.  They  thus 
avoided  the  work  of  swimming,  and  turned  the 
energy  so  saved  to  the  production  of  feathers  and 
eggs.  There  was  a  procession  of  ducks  going  up 
the  column  of  water  and  fluttering  off  the  top  all 
day  long,  as  if  it  were  a  duck  volcano.  A  corre- 
spondent of  a  New  York  paper — a  somewhat  super- 
ficial observer — conceived  it  (with  slight  help  from 
me)  to  be  such  in  reality,  and  sent  an  interesting 
dispatch  to  his  sheet,  entitled,  '  Great  Duck 
Geyser  ! — Immense  Vein  of  Natural  Ducks  Tapped 
in  Dakota — A  Discharge  of  Three  Hundred  Prime 
Live  Fowls  per  Minute — Proposed  Pipe-Line  to 
Tide- Water.' 

"  Yes,  Jackson,  my  duck-farm  was  a  success  ; 
and  if  you  embark  in  the  business,  I  advise  you  to 
go  to  the  arid  belt.  But  avoid  leaning  over  your 
artesian  well,  unless  you  are  interested  in  the  study 
of  the  upper  atmospheric  strata."  —  Harper's 
Weekly. 


A    CHARITY    SERMON. 


Quick,  Maud  ;  put  the  kidneys  down  to  the  fire. 
Your  father's  coming.  Nonsense,  child — it  isn't  too 
late.  Do  as  I  tell  you,  and  for  goodness'  sake  don't 
stand  there  arguing.  Any  one  would  think  you 
were  the  one  to  give  orders.  Now  run  upstairs  and 
fetch  my  prayer-book,  and  be  quick  about  it. 

Good-morning  again.  Yes,  I  thought  so.  Of 
course  you  begin  the  day  by  complaining.  I  do 
wish  you  would  try  and  remember  that  it's  Sunday. 
If  you  won't  come  down  in  time,  it's  your  own  fault 
if  the  things  are  cold.  When  I  had  put  them  down 
to  keep  hot,  too  ! 

What,  Maud,  you  can't  find  it  ?  How  tiresome 
of  you.  It  must  be  in  my  room,  on  the  mantel- 
piece, or  behind  the  bureau,  or  somewhere.  Did 
you  try  the  wash  hand-stand  ?  Well,  it's  very  odd. 
1  wish  people  would  leave  things  where  I  put  them. 
Go  again  and — why,  there  it  is  on  the  sideboard, 
staring  you  in  the  face  all  the  time.  Dear  me, 
child,  you're  enough  to  try  the  patience  of  a  saint. 
Now  we  must  be  off,  or  we  shall  be  late  for  church. 
Only  half-past  ?  No,  I  assure  you  it's  a  quarter  to 
by  my  watch.  You're  not  coming,  of  course.  Pray 
don't  make  any  excuses.  Going  to  play  golf,  I 
suppose?  I  thought  so.  Now,  Maud,  when  you 
are  quite  ready,  we'll  leave  your  father  to  his  Sun- 
day recreations. 

What  is  that  boy  shouting?  Oh,  those  horrid 
Sunday  papers.  They  oughtn't  to  be  allowed.  On 
Saturday?  Well,  if  they  are,  the  Monday  ones 
are  printed  on  Sunday,  so  it  comes  to  the  same 
thing.  Really,  we  might  as  well  have  a  French 
Sunday  at  once.  I  don't  know  what  we  are  coming 
to.  I  wonder,  now,  if  there  is  anything  new  about 
— there,  child,  there's  a  penny.  I  suppose,  as  they 
do  have  them,  it  can't  do  any  harm  this  once. 
Now,  slip  it  into  your  muff  quickly. 

There  !  What  did  I  say  ?  Of  course  we  are 
hours  too  soon.  Why  couldn't  your  father  say  his 
watch  was  right  ?  It's  all  his  fault.  What  a  lot  of 
people  there  are  !     I  suppose  some  one  out  of  the 


way  is  going  to  preach.  I  know  what  that  means. 
I  hope  to  goodness  it  isn't  that  horrid  man  with  the 
voice.  And  his  wife  !  You  remember  her  bonnet, 
Maud  ?  Why  do  they  insist  on  putting  these 
bothersome  little  slips  of  paper  all  over  the  pew? 
Of  course.  Yes,  I  thought  so.  The  Rev.  Asterisk 
Blank.  On  Charity.  And  a  collection.  Really, 
what  with  the  clergy,  and  you  children,  and  all,  it's 
all  I  can  do  to  dress  decently.  I'm  sure  your  father 
subscribes  to  everything,  and  that  ought  to  be 
enough  for  them.  They  are  like  the  sons  of  the 
horse-leech — or  was  it  daughters,  Maud  ?  No,  cer- 
tainly not.  Don't  let  any  one  else  come  in  ;  you 
seem  to  think  it's  a  railway  carriage.  We've  paid 
for  the  pew,  and  I  suppose  we  can  sit  in  it.  Never 
mind.  There's  plenty  of  room  for  her  somewhere 
else,  or  she  can  stand.  And  don't  whisper  so  loud, 
child.  Remember  you  are  in  church.  I  hope 
you've  brought  your  purse  with  you.  Very  well, 
then,  when  the  plate  comes  round,  you  can  put  in  a 
shilling,  and  that  will  do  for  both  of  us.  Only  got 
half-a-crown  ?  Well,  that  will  do  nicely.  I  want 
you  to  learn  a  little  self-denial  while  you  are  young. 
Now  do  look  pleasant,  Maud,  and  keep  quiet  ;  and 
mind  you  join  in  all  the  responses,  and  don't  go 
looking  about  all  the  time. 

******* 
Maud,  I  distinctly  heard  you  snore  during  the 
sermon,  and  there  was  no  need  for  you  to  pinch 
me.  I  only  shut  my  eyes  for  a  minute  ;  that  elec- 
tric light  is  so  trying.  I  wonder  when  I  shall  teach 
you  to  behave  properly  in  church.  What  did  I 
think  of  it  ?  Well,  I  thought  it  the  most  imperti- 
nent sermon  I  ever  heard.  He  seemed  to  think  he 
was  preaching  to  children.  And  the  length.  It 
was  three-quarters  of  an  hour  if  it  was  a  minute  ; 
and  the  moat  will  be  spoiled.  What  do  you  say  ? 
Half  what  ?  Half  an  hour  by  your  watch  ?  Now, 
there  again.  You've  no  business  to  go  timing  the 
sermon.  It's  so  irreverent.  Well,  I  must  say  I 
can't  understand  your  liking  it  ;  and  the  idea  of  set- 
ting up  a  boy  like  that  to  preach  to  people  of  my 
age  about  charity.  In  the  pulpit,  too.  When  one 
can't  answer  him  !  Telling  me  that  charity  begins 
at  home.  The  idea.  I  expect  it  ends  there,  too, 
with  him — probably  with  a  nice  fat  family  living 
and  no  incumbrances.  And  his  bowings  and  scrap- 
ings, too.  He  ought  to  be  locked  up  like  the 
Bishop  of — what  was  it  ?  Disgraceful,  I  call  it. 
Making  clean  the  outside  of  the  cup  and  the  plat-' 
ter.     That's  not  what  I  call  religion. 

Why,  there's  Lady  Asterisk  in  front,  isn't  it? 
Why  didn't  you  tell  me,  child  ?  And  who's  that 
with  her?  Mr.  Blank?  Relative?  Oh,  no;  it 
can't  be.  She  isn't  that  sort  of  woman  ;  and 
Asterisk  is  such  a  common  name.  And  yet  I 
wonder.     His  chin  was  a  little  like  hers.     Come, 

child,  don't  dawdle.     Oh,    here's   Lady How 

do  you  do,  dear  Lady  Asterisk.  Yes;  isn't  it? 
Such  a  charming  day  ;  and  what  a  beautiful  ser- 
mon. Your  cousin  ?  Indeed  !  How  do  you  do  ? 
Well,  that's  very  funny,  isn't  it,  Maud  ?  I  was 
just  saying  what  a  strong  resemblance — oh,  your 
husband's  cousin  ?  Yes,  so  like  some  of  the  family 
portraits  at  dear  Asterisk.  How  good  of  you  to 
give  up  your  life  to  such  a  noble  object,  Mr. 
Blank.  It's  such  a  great  thing  to  get  gentlemen  in 
the  church.  And  how  sweet  of  you  to  walk,  Lady 
Asterisk.     Some  people  are  so  inconsiderate  about 

their  servants  on  Sun Oh,  but  how  provoking. 

Influenza!  Dear  me,  I'm  very  sorry.  It's  such  a 
horrible  thing  to  get  into  a  house.  And  your 
coachman  of  all  people.  Really,  servants  are  al- 
ways getting  ill  or  something.  And  on  Sunday,  too. 
One  has  to  be  very  long-suffering  with  them,  Mr. 
Blank.  Just  what  you  told  us  in  your  sermon. 
Charity  begins  at  home  and  all  that.     So  helpful. 

Oh,  yes  ;  thank  you,  Lady  Asterisk.  He's  quite 
well.  But  he's  a  wicked  man  to-day.  He's  gone 
off  to  his  horrible  old  golf-links.  I  suppose  your 
cousin  will  call  that  very  shocking,  but — how  nice  of 
you  to  say  so.  Yes,  he  has  to  work  hard  all  the 
week,  so  I  don't  like  to  stop  his  getting  a  little 
fresh  air  when  he  can.  The  only  thing  is  that  Maud 
and  I  see  so  little  of  him  in  the  week  that  we  don't 
like  to  give  him  up  on  Sundays — do  we,  Maudie  ? 
But  it  all  comes  round  to  your  sermon  again,  We 
must  give  up  our  own  pleasure  sometimes  for  the 
sake  of  others.  Yes,  we  turn  off  here.  Say  good- 
bye to  Lady  Asterisk,  child.  I  hope  you  had  a 
good  collection.  So  glad.  I'm  sure  you  want  all 
the  money  you  can  get,  and  people  are  so  selfish. 

But  your  sermon  would  have Good-bye. 

My  dear  Maud,  how  could  you  say  his  chin  was 
like  hers.  If  I  hadn't  thought  of  those  old  family 
portraits,  I  don't  know  what  she'd  have  thought  of 
me.  He's  perfectly  hideous,  and  a  prig,  too,  I'll  be 
bound.  Well,  I'm  quite  ready  for  lunch.  Nothing 
makes  one  50  hungry  as  church,  except  talking. 
If  your  father  had  his  way,  we  should  have  nothing 
Out  cold  meat,  for  the  sake  of  the  servants.  But  I 
can't  do  with  that  sort  of  thing.  It  puts  them  so 
above  themselves.  Now,  say  your  grace,  child,  and 
do  try  this  week  and  carry  out  what  Mr.  Blank  told 
us. — St.  James's  Gazette. 


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THE 


ARG  ON  AUT. 


STORYETTES. 


Grave  and  Gay,  Epigrammatic  and  Otherwise. 


Mr.  Hay,  afterward  Lord  Newton,  one  of  the 
judges  of  the  court  of  session,  often  dined  alone, 
not  by  any  means  quickly.  A  client  once  called  on 
him  at  four  o'clock,  and,  to  his  surprise,  heard  from 
the  servant  that  his  master  was  at  dinner.  "  Why, 
I  thought  he  dined  at  five,"  said  the  visitor. 
"  Well,  yes,  sir,  so  he  does  ;  but  this  is  his  yester- 
day's dinner." 

The  poet  Rogers,  when  ninety  years  of  age,  was 
out  driving  with  a  woman.  She  inquired  of  him 
about  another  woman  whom  he  could  not  recollect. 
He  pulled  the  check-string  and   appealed  to   his 

servant.     * '  Do  I  know  Lady  M ?  "    The  reply 

was  "Yes,  sir."  This  was  a  painful  moment  to 
both  of  them.  Taking  his  companion  by  the  hand, 
he  said  :  "  Never  mind,  my  dear,  I  am  not  com- 
pelled to  stop  the  carriage  to  ask  if  I  know  you." 


A  gentleman  who  had  been  invited  out  by  A 
happened  to  be  acquainted  with  the  next-door 
neighbor  of  his  host,  B,  and,  on  descending  from 
his  hackney-coach,  saw  a  haunch  of  venison  roast- 
ing at  the  latter's  fire.  As  he  has  no  expectation  of 
such  fare  at  A's,  he  coolly  changes  his  destination, 
and  is  welcomed  by  B  to  "  pot  luck."  This  he  be- 
lieves to  be  a  modest  phrase  for  venison,  till  the 
banquet  appears  in  the  shape  of  some  bacon  and 
eggs.  It  turns  out  that  B's  kitchen-range  was  larger 
than  his  neighbor's,  and  A  had  obtained  permission 
to  get  bis  piece  de  resistance  cooked  there. 


An  English  solicitor  had  among  his  clients  a  few 
years  ago  a  notorious  company  promoter,  whose 
financial  affairs  came  to  grief.  One  day,  happening 
to  pass  by  a  stationer's  shop,  his  attention  was 
attracted  by  a  portrait  of  a  well-known  barrister, 
attired  in  wig  and  gown,  and  holding  in  his  hand  a 
paper,  on  which  the  solicitor's  sharp  eye  caught  the 
name  of  his  client  His  curiosity  aroused,  he  pur- 
chased the  photograph  and  proceeded  to  decipher 
the  words  of  the  barrister's  brief,  speedily  discover- 
ing that  they  indicated  that  a  warrant  was  "out" 
for  the  arrest  of  his  client.  In  a  few  hours  the  man 
of  finance  was  out  of  England,  to  which  he  has  not 
since  returned. 

Beranger,  while  walking  along  one  of  the  boule- 
vards one  afternoon,  encountered  a  very  miserable 
beggar,  to  whom  he  gave  two  sous,  and  passed  on. 
A  wealthy  Parisian  hastened  up  to  the  beggar  and 
said  :  "  Here,  my  man,  I'll  give  you  five  francs  for 
those  two  sous  that  gentleman  just  dropped  in 
your  hat."  "  What's  that  for?"  asked  the  aston- 
ished beggar.  "  I  want  them  for  my  collection  ; 
the  man  who  gave  them  to  you  is  Beranger,  the 
poet."  "What — him? "asked  the  beggar,  point- 
ing toward  the  fast  receding  figure  of  the  donor. 
"  Yes.  That's  Beranger."  "  That  being  the 
case,"  returned  the  beggar,  "  I  think  I'll  keep  the 
coins.     I'm  a  collector  myself." 


Emperor  William  the  First  of  Germany,  at  the 
close  of  the  French  War,  dictated  to  his  private 
secretary  an  address  which  he  intended  to  deliver 
to  the  German  army.  The  final  sentence  ran  thus  : 
"  But  do  not  forget  that  we  must  all  be  grateful 
toward  Providence  ;  for  Providence  has  willed  that 
we  should  be  the  instrument  destined  to  accom- 
plish what  are  such  gTeat  ev.  nts  in  the  history  of 
the  world."  The  secretary,  having  his  own  ideas, 
as  even  the  secretaries  of  empc-  ors  and  kings  can 
not  help  having,  wrote  "  Providence  has permitted." 
"  Stop,"  said  the  aged  emperor  ;  "  do  you  imagine 
that  I  could  have  supported  the  burden  of  this  war 
if  I  had  not  entertained  the  firm  -  conviction  that 
Providence  vrilled  it  ?  Write  the  word  as  I  dic- 
tated it." 

Upon  the  Temple  clock  in  London  is  a  singular 
inscription,  the  origin  of  which  is  said  to  have  been 
a  lucky  accident.  About  two  hundred  years  ago,  a 
master  workman  was  employed  to  repair  and  put  a 
new  face  upon  the  clock.  When  his  work  was 
nearly  done,  he  asked  the  Benchers  for  an  appro- 
priate motto  to  carve  upon  the  base.  They  prom- 
ised to  think  of  one.  Week  after  week  he  came 
for  their  decision,  but  was  put  off.  One  day  he 
found  them  at  dinner  in  Commons.  "  What  motto 
shall  I  put  on  the  clock,  your  lordship  ?  "  he  asked 
of  a  learned  judge.  "Oh,  go  about  your  busi- 
ness !  "  his  honor  cried,  angrily.  "  And  very  suit- 
able for  a  lazy,  dawdling  gang  !  "  the  clockmaker  is 
said  to  have  muttered,  as  he  retreated.  It  is  certain 
that  he  carved  "Go  about  your  business"  on  the 
base. 


Quite  a  ghastly  story  is  told  of  the  British  General 
Post-OfEce,  concerning  "  invisible  ink."  A  post- 
man had  long  been  suspected  of  stealing  sheets  of 
postage-stamps,  but  the  crime  could  not  be  brought 
home  to  him.  One  day  he  was  found  with  a  square 
foot  or  two  of  them  in  his  possession,  and  con- 
fronted with  his  official  superiors.  He  maintained, 
as  on  former  occasions,  that  he  had  bought  them 
for  his  own  use.  "What!  these  ?"  exclaimed  his 
chief,  at  the  same  time  passing  a  moist  brush  over 
one  of  the  sheets,  whereupon  the  blood-red  words, 
*'  Stolen  from  the  General  Post-Office,"  started  out 


like  flame  upon  it.  An  eye-witness  of  the  occur- 
rence described  it  as  most  melodramatic,  and  the 
ingenious  chemical  contrivance,  at  once  brought  the 
thief  to  his  knees. 


Chapon,  the  French  poet,  about  the  middle  of 
the  present  century,  ended  his  days  in  prison  for 
theft.  At  the  prison  of  Ste.  Pelagie,  during  his  in- 
carceration, Chapon  once  met  Felix  Pyat,  revolu- 
tionist and  communist,  who  was  generally  in  prison 
for  some  political  offense.  As  political  prisoners 
were  generally  sent  to  Ste.  Pelagie,  and  as  Chapon 
was  a  somewhat  pretentious  and  well-educated  per- 
son, Pyat  supposed  that  he,  too,  had  been  sentenced 
for  some  revolutionary  attempt.  So,  stepping  up 
to  him,  he  extended  both  his  hands  and  said,  with 

a  friendly  smile  :  "We,  sir,  political  offenders " 

"  I  beg  your  pardon,  citizen,"  said  Chapon,  straight- 
ening up  and  looking  down  very  coldly  on  Pyat, 
"  I'm  in  for  stealing,  if  you  please." 

In  the  Figaro,  Mine,  Celine  Chaumont  tells  a 
story  of  Alexander  Dumas  which  illustrates  his 
kindliness  of  heart.  He  met  her  at  a  time  when 
she  was  little  known,  poor,  and  almost  starving  her- 
self to  keep  a  sick  husband  and  their  child.  Not 
knowing  the  circumstances,  Dumas,  who  was 
shocked  at  her  appearance,  told  her  she  ought  to 
go  home,  eat  a  good  meal,  and  drink  some  good 
wine,  which  she  explained  was  impossible.  That 
evening  she  found  that  a  big  basket  had  arrived 
at  her  house  accompanied  by  the  following  letter 
in  Dumas's  handwriting  :  "  My  Dear  Child  :  I  am 
dining  at  Brebant's  with  a  few  friends  and  drink- 
ing a  claret  which  would  restore  your  color  and 
strength.  Do  me  the  kindness  to  taste  it.  Don't 
thank  me  ;  what  I  do  is  only  for  the  love  of  art. 
I  said  you  would  show  talent  some  day,  and  you 
must  have  a  chance  of  proving  it,  or  I  shall  look 
like  a  fool.  You  needn't  be  afraid  of  depriving  us. 
Brebant  says  he  has  got  another  bottle.  Cheer 
up  !  " 

The  late  Admiral  Bailey  was  once  cited  as  a 
witness  in  a  civil  lawsuit,  an  ordeal  to  which  he 
was  totally  unaccustomed.  His  nautical  friends 
cautioned  him  to  beware  of  the  tricks  of  the  lawyers, 
who  were  always  intent  upon  making  a  witness 
contradict  himself,  and  thus  convict  him  of  being 
a  liar  and  a  perjurer.  Nothing  could  be  more 
calculated  to  alarm  the  conscientious  old  salt  than 
the  prospect  of  having  his  own  word  questioned. 
At  last  he  was  called  to  the  stand.  The  first 
question  asked,  after  being  sworn,  was:  "What 
is  your  name  ?  "  Here  was  a  matter  for  deep  re- 
flection. He  carefully  weighed  every  consideration 
in  his  mind,  and  was  seemingly  lost  in  abstraction 
until  the  question  was  repeated,  sharply  and  in- 
cisively:  "What  is  your  name,  sir?"  There  was 
no  more  time  allowed  for  reflection,  and  the  answer 
was  jerked  out  of  him:  "  The-o-do-rus  Bailey— or 
words  to  that  effect."  And  he  added,  after  a  long 
breath  :  "  If  that's  perjury,  make  the  most  of  it. 
I  won't  say  another word  to  criminate  my- 
self !  " 


When  Gutzkow  had  brought  out  his  famous 
novel,  "Die  Ritter  vom  Geiste,"  he  received  from 
a  wealthy  lady,  whose  acquaintance  he  had  made 
a  short  time  before,  a  letter,  unstamped,  to  the 
following  effect :  "As  she  was  fortunate  enough 
to  enjoy  the  personal  acquaintance  of  the  cele- 
brated author,  she  was  naturally  anxious  to  see  his 
latest  work  ;  but  having  tried  in  vain  to  obtain  it 
from  the  different  booksellers  in  her  town,  she  re- 
quested the  esteemed  writer  to  lend  her  the  novel 
for  a  short  time,  and  send  it  to  the  inclosed  ad- 
dress." Gutzkow  saw  the  truth  of  the  matter  at  a 
glance,  and  replied  as  follows  :  "  Dear  Madam — 
In  the  town  where  you  reside  there  appears  to  be 
a  lack  of  all  sorts  of  things  which  are  easily  pro- 
curable elsewhere.  Not  only  my  recent  work  in 
all  the  book-shops  in  which  it  is  applied  for,  but 
also  the  postage-stamps  for  letters.  I  have  in  my 
possession,  it  is  true,  the  book  which  you  desire  to 
obtain,  as  also  the  stamps  to  pay  its  carriage  ;  but, 
to  ray  regret,  I  am  without  the  necessary  string  to 
make  it  into  a  parcel.  If  you  can  supply  me  with 
a  piece  I  am  at  your  service.  Yours,  very  respect- 
fully, K.  G." 

\    m    % 

No  One  Mourns  the  Loss 

Of  the  treacherous,  long-abiding,  deceptive  symp- 
toms of  kidney  complaint.  But  the  return  of  regu- 
larity is  hailed  when,  with  the  aid  of  Hostelter's 
Stomach  Bitters,  the  wise  disciple  of  common  sense 
who  uses  it  perceives  a  return  of  regularity.  Use 
the  Bitters  in  malarial,  kidney,  or  dyspepsia  trouble, 
disorder  of  the  bowels,  nervousness,  or  debility.- 


The  Food  Exposition 

Is  an  educator  for  housekeepers.  You  are  not 
obliged  to  attend  it  to  appreciate  the  value  of  Bor- 
den's Peerless  Evaporated  Cream.  Your  grocer 
can  supply  you  ;  always  ready  ;  uniform  results  as- 
sured.    Insist  upon  having  Borden's. 


— Thesteameb  "  Meteor,"  fohmerly owned 
by  the  Carson  and  Tahoe  Lumber  and  Fluming 
Company,  and  so  well  and  favorably  known  by  all 
who  have  visited  Lake  Tahoe,  has  been  fitted  up 
for  passenger  service,  and  will  make  regular  daily 
trips  on  and  after  July  1st.  The  Meteor  is  the  only 
steamer  making  the  entire  circuit  of  the  lake,  both 
from  Tahoe  City.  Cal.,  and  Glenbrook.  Nev. 


SOUTHERN  PACIFIC  COfn^.i. 

PACIFIC  SYSTEM. 


'  Train-  leave,  and  are  due  to  arrive  at 
SAN  FRANCISCO. 


leave.    [        From  June  26,  1894. 


Both  die  method  and  results  when 
Syrup  of  Figs  is  taken;  it  fa  pleasant 
and  refreshing  to  the  taste,  and  acts 
gently  yet  promptly  on  the  Kidneys, 
Liver  and  Bowels,  cleanses  the  sys- 
tem effectually,  dispels  colds,  head- 
aches and  fevers  and  cures  habitual 
constipation.  Syrup  of  Figs  is  the 
only  remedy  of  its  kind  ever  pro- 
duced, pleasing  to  the  taste  and  ac- 
.eptable  to  the  stomach,  prompt  in 
its  action  and  truly  beneficial  in  its 
effects,  prepared  only  from  the  moat 
healthy  and  agreeable  substances,  its 
many  excellent  qualities  commend  it 
to  all  ar-1  have  made  it  the  most 
popular  remedy  known. 

Syrup  of  Figs  is  for  sale  in  60c 
and  81  bottles  by  all  leading  drug- 
gists. Any  reliable  druggist  who 
may  not  have  it  on  hand  will  pro- 
cure it  promptly  for  any  one  who 
wishes  to  try  it.  Do  not  accept  any 
substitute. 

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THE        ARGONAUT. 


July  23,  1894. 


In  these  days  of  setting  theatrical  stars,  of  good 
stock  companies,  of  drawing-room  comedies  and 
neglected  classics,  the  Dress-Suit  Actor  has  become 
one  of  the  most  prominent  figures  on  the  stage. 

It  was  not  so  very  long  ago  that  the  Dress-Suit 
Actor  did  not  exist  in  this  country,  and  such  few 
examples  of  the  species  as  found  their  way  upon 
the  stage  were  imported  from  England  and  were 
looked  upon  as  rare  and  radiant  specimens  of  a 
valuable  breed.  The  American  gentle  man- actor 
was,  at  that  time,  a  most  remarkable  person.  He 
entered  the  stately  dravflng-room  of  the  superb 
heroine — a  flower  of  American  swelldom — and  for- 
got to  take  off  his  hat.  He  imparted  an  air  of 
elegant  ease  to  his  performance  by  smoking  cigars 
at  the  balls  and  receptions  of  his  aristocratic 
acquaintances,  almost  as  persistently  as  does  the 
stage  adventuress  of  to-day  smoke  cigarettes.  He 
wore  evening-dress  in  the  afternoon  and  afternoon- 
dress  in  the  evening.  Were  it  not  that  the  play- 
wright had  written  the  dialogue  for  him,  one  felt 
convinced  that  he  "would  have  went  down-town" 
and  found  that  his  enemies  "  hadn't  got  no  sense," 
and  that  his  friends  "  didn't  have  no  flies  on  them," 
and  that  since  "he'd  been  attackted  with  ague, 
he'd  enjoyed  very  poor  health." 

There  were  giants  in  the  drama  in  those  days  ; 
but  the  giants  chose  to  turn  their  attention  to  the 
classics.  The  actresses  whose  talents  pushed  them 
into  the  modern  emotional  French  drama  had  to 
simulate  distracting  love  for  men  who  had  not  the 
vaguest  idea  how  a  gentlemen  behaved,  spoke, 
looked,  and  acted.  In  the  days  when  Fanny 
Davenport  was  in  her  splendid  prime  ;  when  Clara 
Morris  had  come  out  of  the  West,  ugly,  crude, 
raw,  but  supremely  gifted  ;  when  Ada  Dyas  made 
a  charming  leading  lady  and  Sara  Jewett  was  sup- 
posed to  be  the  coming  American  actress  of  emo- 
tional rdles— the  Dress-Suit  Actor  had  only  just 
begun  to  make  his  first  appearance  in  New  York, 
and  his  importers  were  yet  doubtful  whether  he 
would  be  a  success. 

The  first  man  who  tried  the  experiment  of  bring- 
ing over  young  English  actors  who  were  good-look- 
ing, clever  enough,  and  gentlemanly,  was  Lester 
Wallack.  His  own  success  probably  suggested  this 
idea  to  him.  He  had  been  the  perfect  type  of  the 
gentleman  -  actor  of  light  comedy  and  modern 
drama.  He  had  the  personal  beauty,  the  dash,  the 
insolent  elegance,  the  air  of  race  and  distinction, 
and  the  polished  mastery  of  his  art,  which  go  to 
make  up  the  ideal  jeune  premier.  Not  one  of  the 
long  line  of  Dress-Suit  Actors  who  have  followed 
him  has  had  either  his  talent  or  his  artistic  finish. 
He  could  turn  from  acting  the  leading  rdles  in  his 
own  plays  of  "  Rosedale  "  and  "  The  Veteran  "  and 
personate  young  Marlow  in  "She  Stoops  to  Con- 
quer "  or  Captain  Absolute  in  "  The  Rivals  "  with 
all  the  distinction,  the  choice,  old-world  spirit  of 
comedy,  the  gallant  recklessness  of  that  past  age  of 
wits  and  beaux,  of  Ranelagh  and  Almack's,  of 
Tommy  Onslow  and  Tunbridge  Wells,  of  Beau 
Nash  and  Bath. 

Gf  his  successors,  not  one  ever  compared  with 
him  in  brilliancy  of  talent  and  polished  self-reli- 
ance of  poise.  His  first  importation — Harry  Mon- 
tague— was  probably  his  most  successful.  Memo- 
ries of  this  charming  being — singularly  handsome, 
flawless  in  refinement,  irresistible  in  charm,  a  jeune 
premier  that  has  never  been  equaled  or  surpassed — 
haunt  the  recollection  of  the  persistent  theatre- 
goer. Montague  was  the  ideal  Dress-Suit  Actor — 
the  perfect  type.  His  recommendations  as  an  actor 
were  surpassing  good  looks,  a  perfectly  gentlemanly 
bearing  and  style,  a  singular  charm  of  manner, 
and  just  sufficient  talent  to  make  it  possible  for 
him  to  act  acceptably  the  young  man  in  such  plays 
as  Sardou's  "Diplomacy,"  Boucicault's  "  Shaugh- 
raun,"  and  light  English  comedies  like  "  False 
Shame"  and  "  The  Overland  Route." 

His  success  was  remarkable.  No  society  actress, 
from  Mrs.  Mowatt  to  Mrs.  Potter,  no  English  pro- 
fessional beauty  or  French  golden-tongued  tigress 
ever  made  a  more  complete  conquest  of  the  public. 
It  was  to  see  him  that  the  matinee  girls  packed 
the  theatre  from  the  gods  to  the  orchestra.  During 
the  run  of  "  The  Shaughraun  "  people  were  con- 
stantly asking  each  other  how  many  times  they 
had  seen  the  play,  and  one  record  of  fifteen 
matinees  on  fifteen  consecutive  Saturdays  was  not 
regarded  as  abnormal.  The  experiment  of  the 
English  importation  was  regarded  as  so  successful 
that  a  second  trial  of  it  was  made,  and  Charles 
Stevenson  was  brought  out  from  the  British  Isles 
to  dazzle  the  eyes  of  the  New  York  public  with  his 
beauty  ^nd  nis  talents.  He  was  even  handsomer 
than  Mr  it  ague,  but  did  not  possess  anything  like 


his  charm  or  his  talent.  Still  they  were  a  brilliant 
pair,  and  held  sway  over  the  public's  heart  till 
death  removed  the  one  and  Kate  Claxton  married 
the  other  and  took  him  off  to  a  peaceful  existence 
of  alternately  acting  the  Chevalier  de  Vaudray  and 
Pierre,  the  cripple,  in  an  endless  round  of  "The 
Two  Orphans." 

The  second  batch  of  Dress-Suit  Actors — also  im- 
ported for  Wallack's  Theatre — were  of  quite  a  dif- 
ferent variety.  Montague  and  Charles  Stevenson 
were  small  men,  very  young,  quiet,  and  somewhat 
effeminate  in  the  refined  delicacy  of  their  dramatic 
style.  The  new  consignment  were  of  the  ' '  Ouida  " 
class  of  hero — big,  beefy,  swaggering  men,  with 
exaggerated  English  accents  and  a  predilection  for 
wearing  remarkably  conspicuous  clothes  and  walk- 
ing down  Broadway  of  an  afternoon,  with  glasses 
in  their  eyes  and  many  dogs  following  at  their  heels. 

One  of  these  new-comers  was  Osmond  Tearle, 
who  enjoyed  a  brilliant  vogue  until  he  was  so  indis- 
creet as  to  remark  publicly  that  "  all  American  act- 
ors were  ham-fatters,"  which  put  an  end  to  his 
glory,  in  this  country  at  least.  Before  this,  how- 
ever, Osmond  Tearle  was  distinctly  a  success.  He 
was  a  handsome  man,  and,  on  the  stage,  was  quite 
aristocratic-looking.  He  had  a  certain  talent  for 
personating  that  type  of  hero  whom  the  lady  novelists 
ove  so  dearly,  who  is  a  good,  blundering,  manly 
'fellow,  without  a  grain  of  sense,  but  noble,  good- 
natured,  self-sacrificing,  and  supremely  idiotic.  Os- 
mond Tearle  could  portray  this  style  of  man  to  the 
admiration  of  an  enthralled  matinee  audience.  He 
was  thought  a  wild  success  as  Jack  in  a  dramatiza- 
tion of  ' '  Ouida's  "  ' '  Moths  "—a  young  man  of  noble 
heart  and  deficient  brain— and,  in  "The  Silver 
King,"  he  really  gave  a  fine  performance  of  Wil- 
fred Denver. 

His  companion  in  art,  who  also  appeared  with 
him  in  "The  Silver  King,"  was  Herbert  Kelcey. 
No  one  now  seeing  Mr.  Kelcey,  tamed  and  domes- 
ticated upon  the  Lyceum  Theatre's  peaceful 
hearth,  could  ever  imagine  that  he  had  been  a  most 
realistic  actor  of  high-bred  villains  and  gentlemanly 
burglars.  Who,  having  seen  him  personate  a  New 
York  clergyman  of  the  most  lofty  type,  could  be- 
lieve that  as  the  member  of  a  large  organization  of 
house-breakers  he  scored  his  first  American  suc- 
cess ?  This  is  as  hard  to  realize  as  that  the  digni- 
fied and  Americanized  Mr.  Kelcey,  of  the  Lyceum 
Company,  was  once  wont  to  walk  down  Broadway 
of  sunny  afternoons,  attired  in  a  green  Newmarket 
coat  that  swept  the  ground,  a  black-rimmed  eye- 
glass in  one  eye  and  half  a  dozen  dogs  of  various 
breeds  following  at  his  heels.  But  those  were  Mr. 
Kelcey's  salad  days  in  America,  long  before  the 
blighting  eye  of  De"  Mille  and  Belasco  had  marked 
him  for  its  prey  or  the  refining  influence  of  acting 
in  the  society  of  Georgia  Cayvan  had  taught  him 
how  to  personate  high-souled  clergymen  and  noble- 
hearted  members  of  Congress. 

This  influx  of  Dress-Suit  Actors  from  across  the 
waters  has  finally  had  the  effect  of  rousing  the  spirit 
of  competition,  and  Dress-Suit  Actors  of  domestic 
breed  have  been  entering  the  field.  We  have 
Henry  Miller,  who  is  touring  about  with  some- 
body's company  somewhere;  but  who  used  to  be 
the  jeune  premier  of  the  Lyceum  Company,  and 
who  did  his  work  well.  We  have  the  younger 
Holland,  a  capital  actor  of  light  comedy  and  a  man 
who  is  as  obviously  a  gentleman  as  his  predecessors 
in  his  line  were  obviously  not  gentlemen.  Wilton 
Lackaye,  who  has  none  of  the  native  refinement 
and  personal  charm  of  either  of  the  former,  has 
yet  sufficient  talent  to  be  able  to  personate  the 
Duke  of  Guisebury  with  some  distinction  and 
plausibility.  Young  Sothern,  who  may  be  regarded 
as  an  American  and  whose  diversified  talents  make 
him  something  more  than  a  Dress-Suit  Actor,  is 
yet  so  preeminently,  so  charmingly  refined  that 
such  a  performance  as  his  Captain  Letterblair  re- 
mains in  the  memory  more  as  the  picture  of  an 
ideal  Irish  gentleman  than  as  a  clever  piece  of 
dramatic  work. 

The  real  Dress-Suit  Actor  of  the  day  and  the  mo- 
ment in  this  country  is  that  gentleman  for  whose 
advent  at  the  Baldwin  Theatre  we  were  all  so  wearily 
waiting.  John  Drew  is  the  legitimate  possessor  of 
the  laurels  of  Lester  Wallack  and  Harry  Monta- 
gue. He  is  the  ideal  gentleman  actor  of  this 
country.  He  has  essayed  classic  comedy,  has 
been  a  clever  Orlando  and  a  brilliant  Petruchio  ; 
but  his  real  element,  his  true  sphere,  is  the  comedy 
of  the  drawing-room.  He  is  handsome  and  grace- 
ful in  the  rich  garb  of  Robin  Hood  or  the  splendid 
toggery  of  the  men  of  the  England  where  the  Merry 
Wives  made  fun  of  Falstaff ;  but  he  is  only  per- 
fectly at  home  in  the  trim  precision  of  the  stiff 
black' and  white  of  modern  evening- dress. 


Lemon  juice,  squeezed  in  California,  treated 
with  a  preservative  process,  and  sent  East  by  the 
barrel,  is  now  sold  in  New  York  in  earthen  jars 
containing  from  half  a  gallon  to  ten  gallons.  It  is 
used  for  all  sorts  of  domestic  purposes,  for  lemon- 
ade, and  for  making  mixed  drinks  at  the  bar  and  in 
clubs. 

—  H.  C.  Massie— Dentist, 

114  Geary  Street,  San  Francisco. 
Gentle  treatment  assured. 


Thousands  of  mothers  give  their  children  St«d- 
man's  Soothing  Powders  during  the  teething  period. 


STAGE    GOSSIP. 

Harrigan's  play  for  next  week  is  "  McSorley's 
Inflation,"  which  has  never  before  been  seen  in  this 
city.  It  is  another  of  his  dramatic  pictures  of  low 
life  in  New  York  city,  McSorley  being  an  aspirant 
for  political  honors.  The  songs,  some  of  which  are 
new  here,  include  "The  Actor  who  Saw  Better 
Days,"  "I  Never  Drink  behind  the  Bar,"  "The 
Market  on  Saturday  Night,"  "  McNally's  Row  of 
Flats,"  "  The  Salvation  Army,"  and  "  The  Charles- 
ton Blues." 

At  the  Baldwin  Theatre,  on  Monday  evening, 
Mr.  John  Drew  will  enter  upon  the  second  week  of 
his  present  engagement  in  this  city,  presenting  for 
the  first  time  here  "The  Masked  Ball,"  a  comedy 
from  the  French  by  Bisson  and  Carre;,  to  which 
Clyde  Fitch  put  the  English  touches.  It  ran  for  an 
entire  season  in  New  York,  iln  it  Miss  Maud 
Adams,  John  Drew's  leading  lady,  made  a  tremen- 
dous hit,  owing  to  the  charmingly  inoffensive  and 
womanly  way  in  which  she  went  through  a  tipsy 
scene.     It  will  be  given  with  the  original  cast. 

Sarah  Bernhardt  has  told  an  English  reporter 
this  story  of  Pierre  Loti : 

"  Once  upon  a  time  he  made  up  his  mind  that  he  was 
going  to  make  my  acquaintance.  First  he  wrote  me  a 
letter,  wherein  he  expressed  his  admiration  forme,  Oh,  his 
letter  was  tres  convetiable,  most,proper,  and  he  did  me  the 
honor  of  dedicating  a  book  to  me.  1  thanked  him,  but 
did  not  invite  him  to  call  on  me.  Then  he  played  me  a 
trick,  so  determined  he  was  to  see  me  at  short  range. 
It  was  exposition  year.  My  Marie  came  to  me  one  day 
and  told  me  a  Japanese  gentleman  wished  to  see  me. 
Youknow  I  am  fond  of  curiosities,  so  1  told  the  girl  to 
admit  the  visitor.  Parbleu  !  it  was  Pierre  Loti  !  1  sent 
him  about  his  business.  Another  time  it  was  two  Arabs 
who  came  ;  one  of  them,  a  huge  fellow,  was  carrying  in 
his  arms  an  Arab  manikin ;  of  course,  the  manikin  was 
again  Pierre  Loti.  There  was  nothing  left  for  me  to  do 
but  to  ask  him  to  call,  dressed  as  a  Frenchman  of  the 
nineteenth  century." 

The  success  of  Lillian  Russell  in  London — for  go 
there  she  undoubtedly  will — is  very  problematical. 
It  Is  some  ten  years  ago  that  she  appeared  there 
and  made  a  complete  failure — which  was  repeated 
in  France — but  the  fault  lay  as  much  in  the  vehicle 
for  her  talents  as  in  anything  else.  It  was  "Vir- 
ginia," a  comic  opera  by  Teddy  Solomon,  which 
was  unredeemed  by  any  pleasing  feature  in  plot, 
dialogue,  or  music  ;  and  she  was  then  in  the  flower 
of  her  beauty.  But  she  has  fallen  oft"  little  in  looks 
and  her  voice  is  greatly  improved  since  then. 
Other  Americans  who  have  been  very  popular  in 
the  British  metropolis  are  Minnie  Palmer,  Olga 
Brandon,  and  May  Yohe,  and  Miss  Russell's  abili- 
ties far  transcend  theirs. 

Planquette's  comic  opera,  "  Rip  Van  Winkle," 
is  to  be  sung  at  the  Tivoli  Opera  House  next  week, 
the  cast  being  as  follows  : 

Act  I. — 1765.  Rip  Van  Winkle,  Ferris  Hartman ; 
Derrick  Van  Beckman,  George  Olmi ;  Hans  Van  Beck- 
man,  Master  James  Home;  Nick  Vedder,  Thomas  C. 
Leary ;  Jan  Vedder,  Edith  Woodthorpe;  Peter  Stein, 
Philip  Branson;  Captain  Ponsonby,  H.  A.  Barkalew ; 
Dick,  George  Harris ;  Hick,  George  A.  Coombs ; 
Gretchen,  Tillie  Salinger ;  Meenie,  Little  Edna  Good ; 
Katrina,  Carrie  Godfrey. 

Act  II.,  Scene  3. — (Additional  Characters.)  Hendrick 
Hudson,  George  Olmi;  First  Lieutenant,  J.  P.Wilson; 
Second  Lieutenant,  Miro' de  la  Motte ;  Goblin  Dwarf, 
Fred  Kavanaugh. 

Act  IV.— 1785.  Rip  Van  Winkle,  Ferris  Hartman  ; 
Derrick  Van  Beckman,  George  Olmi ;  Hans  Van  Beck- 
man,  Miro  de  la  Motte  ;  Jan  Vedder,  Thomas  C.  Leary  ; 
Peter  Stein,  Philip  Branson;  Gustave,  Edward  Torpi ; 
Meenie  Van  Winkle,  Tillie  Salinger;  Kalrina  Stein, 
Carrie  Godfrey. 

Manager  Abbey  is  setting  a  nice  puzzle  for  New 
York  opera-goers  to  solve.  It  is  notorious  that 
neither  Calve!  nor  Melba  will  come  back  next  win- 
ter if  Emma  Eames  is  engaged,  and  Mr.  Abbey,  it 
seems,  has  just  engaged  Zelie  de  Lussan  for  the 
New  York  season.  Now,  Miss  de  Lussan — an 
American  girl,  who  used  to  be  with  the  Bostonians 
when  they  were  the  Boston  Ideals,  and  has  made  a 
great  name  in  London  in  the  past  five  or  six  years — 
makes  a  specialty  of  Carmen,  which  is  CalviJ's  great 
rdle.  If  Abbey  engages  Calv<5,  he  will  have  two 
Carmens — an  embarras  de  richesse  that  should  puz- 
zle even  an  operatic  impresario — and  if  he  does  not 
engage  Calve\  but  does  take  Emma  Eames,  he  can 
not  have  Melba.  Altogether,  he  seems  to  be  in  a 
pretty  complication. 

Walter  Damrosch  has  returned  from  Europe  to 
New  York  with  his  plans  complete  for  the  German 
opera  season  which  is  to  open  at  the  Metropolitan 
Opera  House  in  November.  Only  the  Wagnerian 
operas  will  be  given.  The  trilogy  will  be  sung 
throughout,  "Das  Rheingold "  being  given  for  the 
first  time  in  many  years  in  this  country.  The  other 
Wagner  operas,  with  the  exception  of  "  Der  Flie- 
gende  Hollander"  and  "  Rienzi,"  will  be  sung. 
"  Lohengrin"  will  be  given  with  especial  elaborate- 
ness. The  operas  to  be  given  in  addition  to 
"Lohengrin"  are  "  Tannhauser  "  (Paris  version), 
"  Die  Meistersinger,"  "  Das  Rheingold,"  "  Die 
Walkure,"  "Siegfried,"  "Die  Gotterd&mmerung," 
and  "  Tristan  und  Isolde."  The  principal  singers 
of  Mr.  Damrosch's  company  are  to  be  Fra  Rosa 
Sucher,  who  has  been  for  a  number  of  years  the 
dramatic  soprano  of  the  Royal  Opera  House  of 
Berlin  ;  Fraulein  Malten,  of  Dresden  ;  Max  Alvary 
and  Herr  Rotbmuhl,  of  Berlin,  tenors  ;  Herr 
Lange,  of  Munich,  buffo  ;  Emil  Fischer  and  Con- 
rad Behrens,  basses  ;  and  Miss  Marie  Brenia,  dra- 
matic soprano. 


A  safe,  simple,  and  effective  remedy  for  indiges- 
tion is  a  dose  of  Ayer's  Pills.  Try  the  Pills  and 
make  your  meals  enjoyable. 


DCCLXV.— Bill  of  Fare  for  Six  Persons,  Sunday, 
July  22,  1894. 
Tomato  Soup. 
Crab  Cutlets. 
Blanquette  of  Calfs  Liver.     Fried  Potatoes. 
Corn.     Egg  Plant. 
Roast  Beef. 
Tomatoes,  Mayonnaise  Dressing. 
Strawberries.     Charlotte  Russe. 
Coffee. 
Blanquette  of    Calf's  Liver.— Wash  two  pounds 
of  liver  and  put  it   into  a  stewpan  with  enough  boiling 
water  to  cover  it ;  cook  slowly  for  two  hours ;  then  take 
it  up  and  put  it  in  a  plate  to  cool.     When  cold,  cut  into 
small  squares  and  season  with  some  grated  onion,  or  one 
teaspoonful  of  onion  juice,  and  a  little  salt  and  pepper. 
Put  three  tablespoonfuls  of  butter  into  a  frying-pan,  and, 
when  hot,  add  three  tablespoonfuls  of  flour  ;  stir  until  the 
mixture  is  smooth  and  frothy.     Gradually  add  one  pint  of 
water,  stirring  all  the  time.     When  this  boils,  add  one  tea- 
spoonful  of  meat  extract  and  salt  and  pepper  to  taste  ; 
boil  for  three  minutes  ;  then  put  in  the  liver  and  one  tea- 
spoonful  of  minced  parsley  ;  cook  slowly  for  ten  minutes, 
add  two  teaspoonfuls  of  lemon  juice,  and  serve  very  hot. 


—  Knox's  Sparkling  Gelatine  received 
the  only  medal  at  World's  Fair.  The  new  granu- 
lated package  dissolves  in  two  minutes.  Makes  one 
pint  more  jelly  than  shred.     Ask  your  grocer  for  it. 


Announcement. 

Charlotte  Perkins  Stetson  will  give  a  series  of 
"Talks  on  Social  Questions"  in  Union  Square 
Hall,  421  Post  Street,  on  Wednesday  evenings,  be- 
ginning July  25th,  at  8  p.  M.  Also,  open  to  women, 
Classes  in  Economics,  in  the  W.  P.  A.  Parlor,  1004 
Powell  Street,  on  Thursdays,  beginning  July  26th, 
at  3  P.  M.  Special  classes  may  be  arranged  for  if 
desired.  Mrs.  Stetson  can  now  make  engagements 
elsewhere  for  classes,  readings,  lectures,  etc.,  on 
reasonable  terms.  Apply,  1004  Powell  Street,  San 
Francisco. 


Mothers  be  sure  and  use  "  Mrs.  Winslow's 
Soothing  Syrup  "  for  your  children  while  teething. 


Dr.  E.  O.  Cochrane,  Dentist,  850  Market, 
cor.  Stockton  {over  drug  store).    Office  hou  rs,  9  to  5. 


Finest  oysters  in  all  styles,  Swain's,  213  Sutter  St. 


TIVOLI    OPERA    HOUSE. 

Kreling  Bros Proprietors  and  Managers 

Saturday    and    Sunday    Evenings.       Second    and    Last 
Week  of  the  Ideal  Romantic  Opera, 

DICK       TTTH:i=»X3M*! 

Monday,  July  33d RIP  VAN  WINKLE 

Popular  Prices 35  and  50  cents 

CALIFORNIA  THEATRE. 

Al.  Havman  &  Co.,  Lessees  |  S.  H.  Friedlander,  Mgr. 

Commencing    Monday,   July   23d.      Every  evening,    in- 
cluding Sunday.     Matinee  Saturday. 

MR.    EDWARD    HARRICAN 

In  the  Funniest  of  all  Comedies, 
-:-    McSORLEY'S    INFLATION     -:- 

Reserved  Seats  (matinee),  25c,  50c,  75c. 
Reserved  Seats  (night),  25c,  50c,  75c,  $1.00. 
Next  Play Squatter  Sovereignty 

BALDWIN    THEATRE.      ~ 

Al.  Havman  &  Co Lessees  and  Managers 

Monday   Next,   July   23d.      Second   Week   of 

-:-    MR.   JOHN    DREW   -:- 

And  First  Presentation  of  Bisson  and  Carre's  Comedy, 

THE    MA  SKE  D    BALL! 

Monday,  July  30th.     Third  and  Last  Week  of  Mr.  John 
Drew.     First  Three  Nights  Christopher,  Jr. 

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engraving, either  from  making  them  too 
fine  or  by  attempting  to  reproduce  type 
matter.  It  frequently  happens  that  elec- 
trotypes are  furnished  the  publisher  to  oc- 
cupy space  that  costs  a  great  deal  of 
money,  and  yet  so  poorly  are  they  fin- 
ished that  the  space  given  them  is  worth- 
less to  the  advertiser.  If  space  is  worth 
occupying,  it  is  worth  an  electrotype  that 
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AS    OTHERS    SEE    US. 


An  Englishman's  Picture  of  San  Francisco. 


[The  following  letter  on  San  Francisco  appeared  in  the 
EcJto,  one  of  the  London  papers,  a  few  weeks  ago,  and 
was  sent  to  us  by  one  of  our  readers  there :] 

Everything  out  here  is  so  different  from  home. 
One  truly  feels  he  is  in  a  strange  land,  and  to  an 
Englishman  not  a  friendly  one.  The  prejudice 
against  England  is  so  great  that  one  is  puzzled  to 
account  for  it.  There  is,  of  course,  a  very  strong 
Irish  element  in  the  city,  which  may  be  held  re- 
sponsible for  a  great  deal  ;  but  even  with  the  Ger- 
mans (usually  styled  "Dutch")  and  the  Italians 
(contemptuously  termed  "  Dagoes" — nobody  knows 
why}  the  anti-English  feeling  prevails.  Out  here 
an  Englishman,  if  he  be  discreet,  will  keep  his  na- 
tionality in  the  background.  If,  like  the  writer,  he 
avoids  the  use  of  the  terms  "guess"  and  "  calcu- 
late," does  not  speak  of  things  as  "  real  good,"  or 
"awful  nice,"  omits  to  use  a  drawl  and  a  nasal 
twang,  is  not  overwhelmed  with  admiration  at  the 
contemplation  of  "these  United  States"  nor  the 
advantages  enjoyed  by  the  "  free  and  intelligent 
citizens  "  over  the  people  of  the  effete  monarchies 
of  Europe,  he  is  liable  to  be  set  down  as  one  of 
those  double-dashed  aristocrats,  "  anyhow."  And 
he  will  do  well  to  be  on  his  guard  ;  to  avoid  being 
left  alone  for  any  considerable  time  ;  to  beware  of 
going  out  after  dusk  ;  to  keep  a  six-shooter  in  his 
pocket  and  within  reach  of  his  hand  at  night. 

For  this  city  is  one  of  the  roughest  on  the  Ameri- 
can continent.  Murders  and  outrages  are  so  com- 
mon as  to  provoke  only  a  passing  comment.  Life 
and  property  are  alike  insecure,  and  it  is  notorious 
that  the  administration  of  justice  is  scandalously 
lax.  There  are  walking  the  streets  of  "  Frisco"  to- 
day men  believed  to  have  committed  several  mur- 
ders apiece,  but  who  have  either  been  acquitted  by 
getting  friends  on  the  juries  or  sentenced  to  terms 
of  imprisonment  which  some  friendly  State  governor 
has  obligingly  shortened.  Two  men,  convicted  of 
atrocious  murders  five  years  ago,  are  still  raising 
technical  objections  to  their  trial.  Hence  we  see 
the  excuse  for  lynch  law.  Bad  as  that  may  be,  it 
is  better  than  none  at  all.  And  people  who  are  ac- 
quainted with  the  course  of  legal  procedure,  when 
they  remember  the  poor  chance  it  offers  for  re- 
dress, are  apt  to  take  the  law  into  their  own  hands  ; 
a  principle  of  action  wrong,  no  doubt,  yet  most 
excusable,  considering  the  difficulty  of  obtaining 
justice. 

Again,  the  practice  of  carrying  weapons,  though 
illegal,  is  generally  indulged  in.  Here  it  is  neces- 
sary for  the  peaceable,  well-disposed  resident  to 
provide  himself  with  arms,  and  to  be  ready  at  a 
moment's  notice  to  use  them  ;  for  our  English 
notions  of  fair  play  are  not  understood  here — to 
take  a  man  at  a  disadvantage,  disable  him,  and  kick 
the  life  out  of  him  as  he  lies  on  the  ground  is  quite 
common.  The  only  remedy  is  to  be  constantly  on 
one's  guard,  and  to  act  without  hesitation  when 
threatened.  The  population  is  fierce,  reckless,  and 
unprincipled  to  a  degree  we  Englishmen  can  hardly 
understand.  They  work  hard,  drink  harder,  and 
curse  hardest.  Their  language  is  not  as  much  in- 
decent as  profane  and  blasphemous  ;  with  every 
few  words  they  utter  a  volley  of  profanity  which  is 
painful  to  listen  to. 

Their  only  moral,  or  immoral,  principle  seems  to 
be  to  "beat" — i.  e.,  cheat — every  one  whom  they 
have  any  dealings  with.  There  is  nothing  in  Eng- 
land to  compare  with  the  rascality  of  this  city.  Brief 
as  my  stay  has  been,  I  have  been  astounded  at  the 
instances  of  ingenious  rascality  which  confront  one 
from  day  to  day.  In  San  Francisco,  a  thorough 
rogue  is  a  "  smart  man."  To  rob  an  employer,  de- 
fraud a  partner,  swindle  an  insurance  company, 
deceive  a  friend,  is  with  them  a  subject,  not  for 
shame,  but  merriment.  Listening  to  the  conversa- 
tion of  a  group  of  young  men — called  "  boys,"  but 
with  nothing  boyish  about  them  save  their  youth, 
for  they  have  all  the  vices  of  full-grown  men — one 
is  struck  by  the  fact  that  fraud  and  violence  are  not 
so  much  as  reprobated,  they  are  subjects  only  of 
jest  and  laughter.  No  law,  whether  human  or 
divine,  appears  entitled  to  any  respect  in  their 
eyes.  Any  of  their  own  countrymen  who  may 
chance  to  differ  in  opinion  with  these  free  and 
intelligent  specimens  of  Western  manhood  is  de- 
voted verbally  to  perdition,  and  wishes  for  his 
lynching  are  freely  uttered.  Politics  out  here  is 
a  profession,  and  "politician"  is  a  term  not  of 
honor,  but  of  reproach.  Every  office  is  a  paid  one, 
and,  on  the  advent  of  a  fresh  political  party  to 
power,  the  holders  of  office  have  to  make  way  for 
the  friends  of  the  victors.  The  idea  of  a  wealthy, 
leisured  class  engaging  in  politics,  with  an  honor- 
able ambition  for  their  country's  good,  is  incom- 
prehensible to  the  Californians.  They  all  inquire 
as  to  the  remuneration  of  English  posts  of  honor, 
and,  on  being  informed  that  in  England  only  a 
wealthy  man  can  afford  to  plunge  into  politics, 
they  smile  at  our  simplicity.  Here,  it  is  the 
needy  adventurer  who  courts  the  suffrage  of  the 
mob,  who  "runs  for  office,"  as  it  is  termed  ;  the 
decent,  orderly,  respectable  people  keep  aloof 
altogether  from  public  life.  They  are  ashamed 
of  the  low  element  and  unwilling  to  become  the 
target  for  abuse  and  calumny.  For  the  art  of 
throwing  mud  is  practiced  here  to  an  extent  un- 
dreamed of  in  the  old  country.  Not  only  the 
public  life  of  a  candidate,  but   his  private  affairs 


— from  boyhood — are  dragged  before  the  electors, 
grossly  perverted,  savagely  descanted  on,  and  often 
made  the  pretext  for  black-mail.  Hence  the  domain 
of  politics  is  abandoned  to  the  unscrupulous  leaders 
of  an  ignorant  mob  of  electors.  These  leaders,  by 
indiscriminate  "treating"  and  reckless  promises, 
secure  the  support  of  the  crowd  ;  and,  once  in 
office,  hasten  to  feather  their  nests.  They  quarter 
on  the  city  funds  as  many  of  their  relatives  as 
possible  ;  obtain  concessions  and  contracts  of  a 
highly  profitable  nature  for  their  friends  and 
proteges  ;  accept  bribes  right  and  left  for  the  use 
of  their  influence ;  and  generally  make  things 
pleasant  all  round,  save  for  the  unfortunate  tax- 
payers who  are  called  on  to  "  foot  the  bill." 

After  this  you  will  not  be  surprised  to  hear  that 
the  city  debt  is  very  large,  that  taxes  are  high,  and 
that  complaints  are  rife.  The  trouble  is  directly 
traceable  to  the  political  system,  which  gives  every 
drunken  and  dissolute  loafer  an  equal  vote  with  the 
steady,  well-behaved  citizen.  Every  vagabond 
hastens  to  become  a  naturalized  citizen  of  the 
United  States  of  America  in  order,  at  the  first 
coming  election,  to  sell  his  vote  to  the  highest  bid- 
der. And  as  a  very  small  proportion  of  the  voting 
class  pay  taxes,  in  at  least  a  direct  form,  they  are 
the  less  unwilling  to  go  in  largely  for  "improve- 
ments "  on  any  and  every  plea.  In  fact,  they  al- 
most unanimously  desire  the  expenditure  of  public 
money,  which,  under  the  circumstances,  is  not  sur- 
prising. 

Thus  public  life  is  corrupt  at  the  very  founda- 
tion. For  three  or  four  generations  the  Old  World 
has  been  pouring  into  the  New  crowds  of  advent- 
urers, more  or  less  tainted  with  crime,  ignorant, 
reckless,  needy.  When  such  a  sweltering  mass  of 
humanity — principally  of  a  very  low  type — seethes 
and  bubbles  in  the  cauldron,  the  results  can  only  be 
portentous.  The  revolver  and  the  bowie-knife, 
the  club  and  the  sling-shot,  are  their  sole  argument. 
Their  salutation  is  a  curse,  their  manners  fierce, 
their  lives  hard,  reckless,  and  unlovely.  Men  and 
women  drink  to  excess.  At  each  of  the  four  cor- 
ners of  a  street  there  usually  stands  a  ' '  grocery  and 
bar,"  besides  innumerable  saloons  and  restaurants 
in  the  main  thoroughfares.  As  there  is  no  restric- 
tion on  the  hours,  many  of  these  saloons  keep  open 
all  night — some  not  closing  once  in  five  years,  week- 
days nor  Sundays.  Gambling  is  extremely  preva- 
lent, card-sharping,  dice,  queer  houses  of  all  kinds 
are  thick  as  "leaves  in  Vallombrosa."  In  these 
"saloons" — i.e.,  public-houses — men  and  women 
often  meet  with  foul  play,  their  liquor  drugged, 
themselves  assaulted  and  stripped  of  any  valuables 
they  may  have  been  imprudent  enough  to  carry  on 
their  persons.  If  they  are  merely  stunned  and 
pitched  outside  on  to  the  sidewalk,  they  may  con- 
sider themselves  fortunate  ;  not  infrequently  they 
are  murdered  outright. 

This  brutality  is  widespread.  The  police  are 
credited  with  a  full  share.  They  all  carry  revolvers 
in  addition  to  their  clubs,  and  are  said  to  use  them 
on  the  first  pretext.  It  is,  hence,  dangerous  to 
have  an  altercation  with  a  police-officer,  or  to  hesi- 
tate to  halt  if  he  should  call  on  you  to  stand,  for  he 
will  at  once  fire,  and  you  will  get  no  redress,  what- 
ever injury  befalls  you.  Knowing  what  rough 
characters  abound,  the  juries  usually  exonerate  a 
police-officer  in  any  conflict  of  testimony.  Hence 
it  is  of  the  first  importance  to  keep  on  good  terms 
with  the  police. 

And  now  to  speak  of  the  good  qualities  of  the 
San  Franciscans.  In  the  first  place,  no  one  can 
accuse  them  of  hypocrisy,  since  they  do  not  make 
any  pretense  of  virtue.  In  the  second  place,  they 
are  generally,  though  not  invariably,  considerate 
toward  women.  Outrages  on  women  are  seldom 
heard  of,  probably  from  a  wholesome  dread  of 
lynch  law.  In  the  third  place,  they  are  usually 
hospitable,  in  a  rough  fashion,  which,  indeed,  is 
their  regular  style  at  all  times.  Having  enume- 
rated these  virtues — the  only  merits  I  have  dis- 
covered so  far — there  remains  to  be  said  that  the 
real  difficulty  lies  in  the  ignorance,  drunkenness, 
gambling,  and  ferocity  of  the  heterogeneous  mass 
of  people,  gathered  from  all  quarters  of  the  globe 
and  "  dumped"  in  a  heap  on  a  hastily  built  and 
imperfectly  organized  city.  The  vanity  and  con- 
ceit of  the  inhabitants  is  commensurate  with  their 
ignorance.  They  are  so  continually  addressed  by 
interested  flatterers  as  "sons  and  daughters  of 
the  Golden  West,"  "  enterprising  and  intelli- 
gent citizens,"  "lovely  and  accomplished  daugh- 
ters of  Columbia,"  etc.,  that  they  have  actually 
come  to  believe  it.  In  point  of  fact,  any  one  stroll- 
ing down  Market  Street,  the  principal  business 
thoroughfare,  can  not  fail  to  be  struck  with  the  hard 
features,  cunning  expression,  and  restless,  furtive 
glances  of  both  men  and  women,  while  I  have 
scarcely  seen  a  well-dressed  specimen  of  either  sex 
during  my  two  months'  stay  here.  So  much  for  the 
facts.  Those  who  have  "made  their  pile,"  as  it  is 
called,  exhibit  the  usual  qualities  of  parvenus  ;  the 
others  incline  to  reckless  communism,  and  utter  loud 
threats  against  the  capitalists,  the  banks,  the  cor- 
porations, and  the  wealthy  generally.  In  fact,  there 
are  in  this  town  the  elements  of  a  cataclysm,  when- 
ever some  financial  crisis  shall  exhibit  to  a  fierce 
and  ignorant  mob,  craving  for  plunder  and  mad  for 
debauchery,  the  spectacle  of  a  wealthy  class,  sprung 
from  their  ranks  and  indifferent  to  their  privations. 


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why,  there's  room  here  for  a  whole  regiment !  " — 
JVya  Presse. 

Police  justice — "What's  your  business?"  Cul- 
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Chance  for  a  double  guess  :  "  Is  it  a  boy  or  a 
girl?"  "Guess."  .  "  A  girl."  (Sadly)  "You're 
only  half  right." — Puck. 

Righteous  wife  (at  breakfast) — "  Henry,  will  you 
ask  a  blessing?"  Henry  (examining  hash)  — 
"We've  blessed  everything  here  before,  dear." — 
Life. 

"He  must  be  very  charitable.  He  tells  me  he 
pays  a  certain  sum  to  a  poor  widow  each  month." 
"He'd  be  in  contempt  of  court  if  he  didn't." — 
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Mother  (to  runaway  Tommy)—"  Is  there  any  place 
1  can  put  you  and  be  sure  of  finding  you  there  five 
minutes  after?"  Tommy  (meekly) — "You  might 
try  the  cupboard." — Arkansaw  Traveler. 

"  I  ain't  had  nothin'  to  eat  for  a  week,  sir,"  said 
the  tramp  ;  "  can't  yer  do  suthin'  for  me?"  "Cer- 
tainly," said  the  pedestrian  ;  "  fast  for  two  months 
and  I'll  get  you  a  place  in  a  dime  museum." — 
Bazar. 

Jaspar—"  Philadelphia  is  the  City  of  Brotherly 
Love,  isn't  it  ?  "  Jumpuppe  (sadly) — "  Yes,  and  my 
experience  with  the  girls  around  here  leads  me  to 
believe  that  New  York  is  the  City  of  Sisterly  Affec- 
tion."— Bazar. 

Bingo — "My  wife  is  putting  up  some  brandied 
peaches  this  year."  Castleton — "Are  you  fond  of 
them?"  Bingo — "I  don't  care  so  much  for  the 
peaches,  but  I  appreciate  the  spirit  in  which  she 
works." — Evening  Sun. 

Fussy — "  My  dear,  I  don't  see  why  you  wear 
such  ridiculously  big  sleeves."  Mrs.  Fussy — "  Oh, 
they're  the  style  ;  and  besides,  I  can  make  the 
twins  a  couple  of  dresses  out  of  them  when  they 
get  a  little  worn." — Bazar. 

"  Why,  John,  dear,"  said  Mrs.  Jarley  to  her  hus- 
band on  his  return  from  his  trip  to  Washington, 
"  your  new  coat  is  worn  threadbare."  "  I  know  it, 
Jennie,"  said  Jarley,  sadly  ;  "1  gave  the  colored 
boy  at  the  hotel  a  two-dollar  bill  on  my  arrival,  and 
he's  brushed  that  coat  out  of  existence  nearly." — 
Bazar. 

Customer  (as  journeyman  barber  leaves  the  shop) 
— "  What  did  you  discharge  him  for?"  Boss  barber 
— "  Why,  he  ain't  got  no  more  sense  than  a  stone 
wall  !  One  of  my  customers  left  a  pair  of  razors 
here  to  be  sharpened,  and  that  ignorant  chump 
actually  went  and  sharpened  them  so  the  man  could 
shave  with  them." — Puck. 

Inquisitive  party — "  The  men  at  that  other  fact- 
ory have  given  up  the  strike  and  gone  back  to 
work.  I  don't  see  how  you  men  hope  to  succeed 
where  they  failed.  What  is  your  grievance  ?  " 
Striker — "  We  hov  no  grievance-.  This  is  a  sympa- 
thetic stroike.  Our  min  is  stroikin'  out  av  sympa- 
thy for  the  ither  min  fer  hovin'  lost  their  stroike."— 
Puck. 

Ethel—"  Oh,  Tom,  what  a  pity  it  is  you  are  not 
rich  !  They  say  that  some  of  those  millionaires 
don't  dare  to  leave  the  house  for  days  at  a  time, 
because  they  receive  threatening  letters  saying  that 
something  dreadful  will  happen  to  them  if  they 
don't  pay  the  writer  sums  of  money."  Tom  Hardup 
— "  Pooh  !  Why,  I  get  plenty  of  just  such  letters." 
— Bazar. 

"  My  dear,"  said  the  cannibal  queen  to  the  can- 
nibal king,  "  how  shall  we  have  the  missionary 
cooked?"  "I  would  prefer  him  roasted  whole," 
replied  his  dusky  majesty.  "  But,  my  dear,  con- 
sider our  daughters,  whom  we  have  reared  so  care- 
fully within  the  palace  limits."  "Well,  then, 
fricassee  him.  You  always  were  an  awful  prude." 
—Pick-Me-Up. 

Foreigner  (traveling  in  America) — "  Porter,  can 
you  get  me  a  pack  of  cards  ?  "  Porter — "  Yes,  sah 
(brings  them).  Seventy-five  cents,  sah."  Traveler 
(paying  and  tearing  open  the  covers) — "  I  want  a 
table,  too."  Porter  [fas  one  and  pockets  a  fee  for 
the  service) — "  Thank  you,  sah."  Traveler  shuffles 
cards  and  deals  out  for  solitaire.  Porter  (retires  to 
end  of  car  for  five  minutes,  then  returns)—"  'Scuse 
me,  sah.  Cards  are  not  allowed  to  be  played  in  dis 
coach  on  Sundays,  sah." — Chicago  Tribune. 

Alkali  Ike—"  Huh  I  You  are  a  pretty  feller, 
Hooks,  to  stand  thar  in  front  of  the  bank  with 
your  hands  in  the  air  while  the  robbers  were 
cleanin'  out  the  institution."  Colonel  Hooks  (the 
prominent  real-estate  agent) — "Yes;  and  if  you 
fellows  had  done  as  I  did,  instead  of  shooting  and 
yelling  like  a  pack  of  fools,  it  is  probable  that  the 
robbers  would  have  liked  the  place  enough  to  have 
settled  down  here  and  spent  all  of  that  money  in 
our  midst,  instead  of  carrying  it  away  with  them." 
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TABLE    OF    CONTENTS. 

Editorial:  The  Government  Ownership  of  Railroads — Why  it  is  not  a 
Feasible  Proposition — Saving  Made  by  Private  Ownership — Loss  if 
the  Government  Owned  Them— The  Roman  Catholic  Church  and  the 
Saloon-Owners— Satolli's  Decision— The  Growth  of  Life-insurance — 
Millionaires  who  Insure  for  Large  Sums— The  Insurance  of  Women — 
Cleveland's  Letter — An  Extraordinary  Presidential  Pronunciamento — 
The  Democratic  Row  in  Congress — Senator  Gorman  as  a  Comedian — 

An  Ingenuous  Defense  of  the  Democratic  Senators 1-3 

The  Lost  Trail:  Showing  the  Folly  of  Rose  Envelopes.  By  C.  Over- 
ton      4 

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Three  Troopers,"  by  George  Walter  Thornbury  ;  "  How  they  Brought 

the  Good  News  from  Ghent  to  Aix,"  by  Robert  Browning 5 

Beauty  at  the  Bath:  "Flaneur"  discusses  the  Female  Bathers  of  the 
Present  Season — Last  Year's  Suits  and  this  Year's— New  Ideas  from 
N'arragarsett — An  Excitement  Caused  by  Parisian  Ideas — Women  as 
Natural  Swimmers — Some  Notable  Swimmers  in  New  York  Society — 

Why  Women  can't  Swim 5 

A  Journalist's  Memoirs  :  Passages  from  George  Augustus  Sala's 
"Things    1    Have  Seen  and  People  I   Have  Known" — Anecdotes  of 

Notables  in  Letters  and  Bohemia -_ 6 

The  ElvSIAN  Fields  of  Paris:  Our  Correspondent  on  the  Champs- 
Elysees  and  its  Cafes-Chant  ants — The  Scene  at  Seven  O'clock — A 
Gay  Evening  Sight — The  Audience — What  One  Sees  on   the   Stage — 

The  Early  Cafes-Chant  ants— In  the  Eldorado 6 

Individualities:  Notes  About  Prominent  People  all  Over  the  World 7 

Literary  Notes  :  Personal  and  Miscellaneous  Gossip — New  Publications     8 
Vanity  Fair:  The  Decline  of  the  Society   Kiss — A  Last  Stand  against 
Feminine   Incursion — The  Beauty  as   a  Social   Type — Men   adopting 
the    Feminine    Shirl-Waist— English    Fashions    at  Table— Hair  as   a 

Fashionable  Variable — Military  Clothing  and  its  Effects 9 

Society:  Movements   and  Whereabouts — Notes  and  Gossip — Army  and 

Navy  News 10-11 

About  the  Women 11 

A  Summer  Indiscretion:  The  Result  of  Flirting  with  a  Little  Milliner.   12 
The  Tuneful  Liar:   "Hadn't  the    Nerve,"   "  Mcms.  from  a  Johnnie's 

Note-Book,"  "  He  was  with  Debs  " 12 

Storyettes:  Grave  and  Gay,  Epigrammatic  and  Otherwise— Lafayette's 
Wit — Evarts's  Pun — The  Illiterate  Young  Man — Wellington's  Bad 
Reading— Heine's  Wit— The  Judge's  Hair— He  hadn't  Played  Bill- 
iards— Beaconsfield's  French— The  New  Men  in  a  Train — The  Young 
Man   who    Didn't — Phillip    Brooks's   Joke    on    Ingersoll — Coleridge's 

1  iisomnolenee — De  Quincey's  Queer  Methods 13 

Drama  :  John  Drew  in  "  The  Masked  Ball  " 14 

Stage  Gossip 15 

The  Alleged  Humorists:  Paragraphs  Ground  out  by  the  Dismal  Wits 
of  the  Day 16 


The  ranks  of  the  advocates  of  government  ownership  of 
railroads  have  been  somewhat  augmented  as  a  result  of  the 
recent  great  railway  strike.  Whether  the  conversions  will 
be  permanent  or  not  remains  to  be  seen  ;  but,  at  the  present 
time,  there  are  undoubtedly  many,  who  formerly  opposed 
any  such  scheme,  now  advocating  the  foreclosure  of  the 
government  mortgages  on  the  Central  and  Union  Pacific 
roads,  thus  placing  one  transcontinental  line  under  the  con- 
trol of  the  government.  The  advocates  of  this  scheme  urge 
that  by  this  plan  the  experiment  of  government  ownership 
may  be  tried  on  a  scale  sufficiently  large  to  test  its  merits, 
and  yet  sufficiently  limited  to  minimize  the  evil  effects  should 
it  prove  a  failure. 

It  is  one  of  the  misfortunes  of  popular  government  that, 
when  an  evil  is  borne  in  upon  the  consciousness  of  the 
people,  they  seize  upon  the  first  remedy  proposed,  without 
sufficient  thought  to  determine  whether  the  remedy  would 
effect  a  cure  or  whether  it  would  not  involve  greater  evils 
than  those  sought  to  be  avoided.  The  railway  strike  has 
undoubtedly  caused  untold  suffering  and  extensive  destruc- 
tion of  property.  The  trains  that  have  been  wrecked,  the 
cars  that  have  been  burned,  the  tracks  that  have  been  torn 
up,  and  the  trestles  that  have  been  destroyed  constitute  but 


an  infinitesimal  part  of  the  loss.  That  the  public,  who  have 
been  the  heaviest  losers,  should  anxiously  seek  some 
remedy,  is  but  natural.  But  what  reason  is  there  to  believe 
that  strikes — even  of  such  magnitude — would  be  unknown 
to  railroads  run  by  the  government?  It  is  true  that  certain 
existing  causes  of  strikes  would  be  eliminated.  The  man- 
agers of  government  roads  would  not  feel  the  restraining  in- 
fluence of  personal  loss — government  officials  have  always 
ignored  questions  of  economy  far  more  than  would  private 
individuals  conducting  the  same  business  ;  political  consid- 
erations would  cut  considerable  figure — the  shrewd  politician 
could  not  ignore  the  voting  force  of  his  subordinates.  Thus 
the  unreasonable  demands  of  labor  would  be  more  readily 
granted,  and  the  tendency  would  be  to  avoid  strikes  in  cases 
in  which  they  now  occur  under  private  ownership.  But  suc- 
cess in  their  demands  encourages  laborers  to  make  more 
excessive  demands — what  they  ask  for  is  regulated  by  what 
they  want,  not  by  what  they  know  themselves  to  be  entitled 
to — and  the  point  would  necessarily  be  reached  where  their 
demands  would  have  to  be  denied.  Is  there  any  reason  to 
believe  that  strikes  would  be  less  likely  to  occur  under  such 
circumstances  ? 

In  the  recent  strike,  the  laborers  were  in  nowise  restrained 
by  the  fact  that  they  were  interfering  with  the  government. 
They  obstructed  mail  trains  as  readily  as  those  bearing  fruit 
or  merchandise.  When  United  States  troops  were  called 
out  to  suppress  their  lawlessness,  it  was  not  patriotism  that 
restrained  them,  but  the  regulars'  well-known  and  disagree- 
able habit  of  shooting  to  kill.  The  government  as  owner 
would  be  under  the  same  necessity  of  resorting  to  force  that 
it  is  as  protector  of  the  citizen  in  the  enjoyment  of  his  prop- 
erty rights.  Indeed,  the  employees'  feeling  of  part-ownership 
would  be  increased  and  their  resentment  at  forcible  inter- 
ference consequently  greater. 

The  question  is,  however,  to  be  considered  upon  broader 
grounds.  The  industries  of  the  country  are  not  to  be  regu- 
lated by  the  exceptional  conditions  that  attend  a  strike,  but 
by  the  usual  conditions  when  peace  reigns.  It  is  a  matter 
of  universal  observation  that  the  government  does  not 
attract  to  its  service  the  best  material  in  the  country.  The 
causes  are  many  and  obvious.  Elective  officers  are  selected 
through  a  political  machinery  that  has  developed  upon  lines 
which  make  the  selection  of  the  best  material  impossible. 
A  candidate  is  chosen  for  his  availability — his  personal  pop- 
ularity, which  enables  him  to  attract  votes  ;■  his  political 
sagacity,  which  enables  him  to  make  combinations  in 
primaries  and  conventions.  A  man  of  first-class  ability 
who  has  not  these  qualifications  can  not  hope  to  be  nomi- 
nated ;  the  versatile  man  who  has  the  political  qualifications, 
as  well  as  the  special  ability  for  the  position,  is  extremely 
rare.  Again,  the  shortness  of  the  term  of  office  deprives 
the  public  service  of  men  of  the  best  ability.  The  able 
business  man  finds  the  permanence  and  security  of  his  posi- 
tion and  the  superior  pecuniar}'  rewards  of  private  employ- 
ment, far  more  attractive  than  the  uncertainties  of  public 
life.  Whatever  arguments  there  are  in  favor  of  rotation  in 
office  apply  exclusively  to  those  offices  whose  functions  are 
purely  political ;  but,  under  existing  conditions,  it  is  im- 
possible to  distinguish  between  political  and  industrial 
public  offices.  Were  the  railroads  owned  by  the  govern- 
ment, the  public  would  resent  permanence  of  tenure  for  the 
superior  officers  of  the  roads. 

As  to  subordinates,  an  even  worse  condition  of  affairs 
would  exist.  Clerks  and  laborers  are  now  appointed  to  gov- 
ernment employment  as  a  reward  for  political  services  at  the 
primaries  and  during  the  campaign.  Each  new  incumbent, 
whether  his  predecessor  was  of  the  same  or  the  opposite 
political  faith,  makes  a  clean  sweep  of  his  office.  It  does 
not,  of  course,  follow  that  a  man  who  has  shown  political 
activity  is  not  so  well  qualified  as  another  for  the  position  to 
which  he  is  appointed.  But  the  experienced  clerk  is  far 
more  valuable  than  the  clerk  without  experience,  and  as 
about  one  year  out  of  the  four  years'  term  is  devoted  to 
gaining  experience,  the  total  efficiency  of  the  office  is  reduced 
nearly  one-quarter. 

These  objections  may  not  have  very  great  force  in  routine 


administrative  offices,  such  as  the  county  clerk's  or  the 
sheriff's,  but  the  railroad  business  is  extremely  complicated 
and  specialized.  A  railroad  is  the  most  difficult  business  to 
manage  known  to  modern  industry,  and  thus  the  rewards 
for  good  work  are  higher  than  in  any  other.  Railroad  offi- 
cials are  paid  extremely  high  salaries  because  the  number  of 
men  capable  of  running  a  railroad  profitably  is  extremely 
small,  and  the  railroads  have  thus  attracted  the  best  execu- 
tive talent  in  the  country.  In  spite  of  these  favorable  condi- 
tions, many  of  the  roads  are  not  paying  expenses  ;  hundreds 
of  lines  have  become  bankrupt  and  gone  into  the  hands  of 
receivers.  Last  year  61.24  per  cent,  of  the  capital  invested 
in  railroads  in  this  country  received  no  dividend. 

If  this  is  true  of  the  railroads  managed  under  existing 
conditions,  the  loss  under  government  ownership  would  be 
far  greater.  How  could  the  government,  under  the  most 
unfavorable  conditions,  compete  successfully  with  private 
companies  under  the  most  perfect  organization  that  is  possi- 
ble? Were  the  government  to  take  control  of  a  transcon- 
tinental line,  its  loss  at  existing  rates  would  be  enormous. 
In  order  to  make  a  less  disastrous  showing,  it  would  be 
obliged  to  increase  rates,  and  competing  private  lines  would 
then  get  all  the  business  at  their  lower  rates,  or  would  get 
increased  profits  by  charging  the  same  rates  as  on  the  gov- 
ernment lines.  If  the  government  did  not  increase  rates, 
there  would  be  an  annual  deficit  to  be  made  up  by  taxing  the 
people.  The  result  would  be  that  shippers  would  pay  the 
same  rates  as  at  present,  with  a  small  additional  charge  in 
the  form  of  taxes  to  cover  part  of  the  deficit.  Non-shippers 
would  get  no  service  from  the  railroad,  no  reduction  in  the 
price  of  goods  purchased  by  them  ;  but,  on  the  other  hand, 
would  be  taxed  to  make  up  the  remainder  of  the  deficit.  The 
net  result  to  the  community  would  be  a  dead  loss  every  year 
by  having  to  pay  more  for  railroad  service  than  they  pay  at 
present.  If  the  government  took  all  the  railway  lines,  in- 
stead of  only  one  competing  line,  the  only  difference  would 
be  to  increase  the  annual  deficit  many-fold.  The  remedy  for 
strikes  seems  to  lie  in  some  other  direction. 


In  the  last  number  of  the  Argonaut  attention  was  drawn 
to  the  growing  tendency  of  the  Romish  hierarchy  to  invade 
the  domain  of  private  life,  so  as  to  deprive  the  laity  of  the 
normal  measure  of  liberty  it  has  been  used  to  exercise. 
Another  example  arrives  in  the  belated  mails.  In  the 
diocese  of  Columbus,  O.,  which  is  the  home  of  the  Whisky 
Trust,  several  Roman  Catholic  societies,  similar  in  character 
to  the  Young  Men's  Institute  on  this  coast,  have  been 
active  in  soliciting  Roman  Catholics  to  join,  and,  among 
others,  have  enlisted  persons  who  were  interested  in  the 
liquor  traffic — as  keepers,  or  owners,  or  employees  of  hotels, 
boarding-houses,  saloons,  liquor-shops,  or  bars  ;  this  reach- 
ing the  ear  of  the  bishop  of  the  diocese,  whose  name  is 
Watterson,  he  issued  the  following  order  :  "  I  hereby  with- 
draw my  approbation  from  any  and  every  Catholic 
society  in  this  diocese  that  has  a  liquor-dealer  or  saloon- 
keeper at  its  head,  or  anywhere  among  its  officers  ;  and  I 
suspend  every  such  society  itself  from  rank."  One  of  the 
persons  affected  by  this  decree  was  P.  F.  Hennessey,  secre- 
tary of  the  Whisky  Trust,  who  is  a  devout  Roman  Catholic 
and  a  member  in  good  standing  of  one  or  more  Roman 
Catholic  societies.  He,  and  others  with  him,  took  an  appeal 
from  Bishop  Watterson's  ruling  to  Ablegate  Satolli,  and  the 
latter  gave  out  his  decision  in  the  following  words  : 

"  The  liquor  traffic,  especially  as  it  is  conducted  here  in  the  United 
Stales,  is  a  source  of  much  evil ;  hence  the  bishop  (Watterson)  was 
acting  within  his  rights  in  seeking  to  restrain  it.  Therefore  the  dele- 
gate apostolic  sustains  Bishop  Watterson's  action,  and  approves  of 
his  circular  and  regulation,  regarding  saloons  and  the  expulsion  of 
saloon-keepers  from  membership  in  Catholic  societies." 

The  point  is  made  that  the  bishop  only  forbade  liquor- 
dealers  from  being  officers  of  Roman  Catholic  societies, 
while  the  ablegate's  decree  appears  to  deny  them  the  right  of 
membership  therein  ;  but  this  is  a  distinction  without  a  dif- 
ference, as  no  one  would  care  to  belong  to  an  association 
from  officership  in  which  he  was  debarred  by  the  hierarch 
upon  whose  good-will  the  breath  and  life  of  the 
pend.     Satolli's  ruling  closes  the  doors  of  thi 


THE        ARGONAUT. 


July  30,  1894. 


olic  societies  in  the  face  of  all  Roman  Catholics  who 
make  their  living  by  the  liquor  traffic.  The  point  has  also 
been  raised  that  Bishop  Watterson's  circular  referred  only  to 
his  own  diocese  and  has  no  application  outside.  On  this  the 
priests  on  this  coast  do  not  agree.  Chancellor  Yorke  holds 
that  his  decision  covers  the  one  diocese  only,  but  most  of 
the  priests  are  reported  as  holding  that  it  has  the  force  of 
law  throughout  the  United  States.  In  this  case  again,  the 
difference  is  rather  one  of  appearance  than  of  reality  ;  for  a 
Roman  Catholic  society  which  existed  in  defiance  of  the  de- 
crees of  the  head  of  the  church  would  be  a  scandal  that  the 
authorities  at  Rome  could  not  suffer. 

We  are  thus  driven  to  the  conclusion  that  the  whole  liquor 
interest,  from  the  distiller  at  Peoria  to  the  dispenser  of  forty- 
rod  whisky  in  a  blind  saloon  in  the  Mission,  has  been  placed 
under  a  ban  by  the  Roman  Catholic  Church,  and  those  who 
live  by  it  must  choose  between  their  calling  and  their  faith. 
The  act  is  splendidly  intrepid.  It  is  the  most  courageous 
thing  the  priesthood  has  done  for  centuries.  Father  Matthew 
dealt  as  a  volunteer  with  a  few  handfuls  of  peasants,  mere 
Irish  kerns  ;  the  bishops  in  his  day  did  not  dare  to  arm  him 
with  powers  of  discipline.  But  now  the  church  throws  down 
the  gauntlet  to  the  gin-mill  and  bids  the  faithful  choose  under 
which  banner  they  will  march. 

The  deed  is  the  braver  as  the  retail  trade  in  liquor,  which 
has  kept  the  Prohibition  party  alive  in  twenty  States,  is 
mainly  conducted  by  members  of  the  Roman  Catholic 
Church — Irish,  French,  Italians,  Canadians,  Germans,  and 
Spaniards.  The  worst  saloons  in  city  suburbs  are  run  by 
Irishmen  and  Bavarian  Germans ;  a  percentage  of  city 
crime  which  it  would  be  difficult  to  estimate  is  cradled  under 
their  roofs.  Wipe  them  out,  and  we  might  discharge  a 
quarter  of  the  police.  The  question  is — have  the  Roman 
Catholic  priesthood  the  power  to  wipe  them  out  ?  It  is  a 
question  to  which  experience  alone  can  furnish  a  reply. 
Searching  the  chronicle  of  the  past  for  a  precedent,  it  ap- 
pears that  whenever  the  church  attempted  to  enforce  a  re- 
form which  proved  distasteful  to  the  bulk  of  the  faithful,  it 
receded  from  its  effort  as  soon  as  it  was  made  plain  that 
perseverance  would  involve  a  loss  of  communicants,  the 
adage  being,  in  the  language  of  an  old  priest,  that  Jesus 
Christ  could  wait,  whereas  the  church  can  not.  That  may 
be  the  denouement  of  the  problem  to-day.  The  Pope  may 
send  a  rescript  to  this  country  declaring  that,  by  reason  of 
the  hardness  of  our  hearts,  Roman  Catholic  liquor  dealers 
may  be  permitted  for  a  few  years  longer  to  go  on  selling 
whisky  without  forfeiting  their  rank  in  church  societies,  in 
which  case  the  prohibitionist  demonstration  will  be  as  though 
it  had  never  been. 

But  what  a  splendid  opportunity  the  church  has  to  demon- 
strate that  it  is  not  a  dead  body  of  "  isms  "  and  rites,  but  a 
real  fountain  of  truths  as  it  was,  not  in  the  Middle  Ages,  but 
before  then !  Suppose  it  plants  itself  firmly  against  the 
liquor  traffic  as  the  chief  source  of  vice  and  crime  in  this 
country  ;  and  when  the  liquor  interest  asks  if  it  dares  to 
alienate  them,  it  answers  that  it  is  for  war — war  all  the  time, 
war  to  the  knife,  and  the  knife  to  the  hilt.  That  would  be 
the  way  to  fill  the  Roman  Catholic. churches  with  crowds  of 
earnest,  honest  believers,  to  give  the  church  a  second  birth, 
to  show  that  however  indifferentism  may  have  reduced  the 
Protestant  sects  to  a  state  of  formula,  and  their  doctrine  to 
the  condition  of  a  food  for  women  and  children,  the  old 
virility  of  the  oldest  of  the  churches  still  slumbers  under  the 
embers,  and  possesses  life  enough  to  equip  its  possessors  to 
go  forth  as  a  church  militant  ready  to  do  or  die  for  the 
right.  ■ 

This  is  a  beautiful  picture  of  what  might  be,  but,  unfortu- 
nately, of  what  is  not  likely  to  be.  The  church  has  ever  dis- 
played a  fondness  for  power  that  would  defeat  any  such 
attempt.  It  is  far  more  likely  that  the  church  will  grace- 
fully recede,  urging  that  the  wicked  liquor-dealers  are  those 
most  in  need  of  its  spiritual  offices,  and,  therefore,  the  ones 
whose  reform  should  be  most  zealously  attempted. 


Grover  Cleveland  has  perpetrated  another  of  his  remark- 
able pronunciamentos,  and  with  his  characteristic  genius  for 
blundering  has  rendered  it  reasonably  certain  that  there  will 
be  no  tariff  legislation  at  this  session  of  Congress.  The 
House,  having  been  patted  upon  the  back  by  the  Fat  Fisher- 
man of  Buzzard's  Bay,  will  swell  with  pride  and  refuse  to 
recede  from  the  position  that  its  master  says  is  perfection 
itself.  The  Senate  can  not  recede  from  its  position  without 
confessing  the  President's  indictment.  The  letter  itself  is 
the  most  anomalous  public  document  in  the  history  of  the 
republic.  It  was  evidently  intended  to  be  used  in  the  con- 
ference committee  on  the  tariff  bill ;  but  Mr.  Wilson  must 
have  deemed  it  wiser  to  offer  it  to  the  full  House,  for  there 
is  no  evidence  of  its  submission  at  any  time  to  the  conference 
committee.  Of  course  the  word  "  Personal,"  with  which  it 
was  laveled,  was  a  mere  fa$on  de  flar/er,  for  had  it  meant 
ivng,  Mr.  Wilson  would  have  been  in  honor  bound  to 
pect  the  confidence  reposed  in  him  by  the  President  and 


have  kept  the  counsel  of   the  chief  magistrate  instead  of 
giving  the  letter  the  publicity  which  he  did. 

When  a  President  of  the  United  States  affixes  his  signa- 
ture to  a  letter  of  this  kind,  it  becomes  a  part  of  the  national 
archives,  even  though  he  may  preface  it  with  the  misleading 
word  "  Personal  "  or  address  it  to  an  individual  The  con- 
stitution provides  that  the  President  shall,  from  time  to  time, 
give  to  Congress  information  of  the  state  of  the  Union,  and 
recommend  to  their  consideration  such  measures  as  he  shall 
judge  necessary  and  expedient.  No  grant  of  power  could  be 
greater  than  this.  If  a  President  should  deem  it  necessary 
and  expedient  that  a  revised  or  reformed  tariff  law  should 
be  passed,  it  is  not  only  his  right,  but  his  duty  to  call  the 
attention  of  Congress  to  the  matter  by  a  message  in  the 
ordinary  way  and  form.  But  the  constitution  contains  no 
warrant  for  a  letter  addressed  by  the  President  to  the  chair- 
man of  the  Ways  and  Means  Committee,  obviously  intended 
to  dictate  legislation  and  bring  Congress  to  assent  to  the 
views  entertained  by  the  executive.  Such  procedure  is  not 
only  not  warranted  by  the  constitution,  but  it  is  unmanly, 
evasive,  shuffling,  and  deceptive,  since  it  permits  the  Presi- 
ident  to  disavow  the  expression  of  his  own  views,  as  he  could 
not  do  were  they  formulated  in  a  message  to  Congress. 

This,  however,  is  not  of  so  much  consequence  as  another 
phase  of  the  now  celebrated  Wilson  letter.  People  shrug 
their  shoulders  and  say,  "  Well,  it  is  Cleveland,  and  what 
else  can  you  expect  ?  "  But  when  they  come  to  read  the 
letter,  they  find,  possibly  to  their  astonishment,  that  from  the 
first  line  to  the  last  it  deals,  not  with  the  interests  of  the 
American  people,  but  with  the  possibility  of  prolonging  the 
life  of  the  Democratic  party.  All  the  solicitude  of  Mr. 
Cleveland  is  for  his  party,  not  for  the  people,  and  his  only 
fear  is  that  Congress,  by  a  failure  to  pass  a  tariff  bill,  may 
imperil  the  existence  of  the  party  to  which  he  owes  his  ele- 
vation to  power. 

Lest  it  be  thought  that  we  do  Mr.  Cleveland  an  injustice, 
we  make  some  verbatim  quotations  from  his  letter.  Here  is 
the  closing  sentence  : 

"The  Democracy  of  the  land  pleads  most  earnestly  for  the 
speedy  completion  of  the  tariff  legislation  which  their  representatives 
have  undertaken  ;  but  they  demand  no  less  earnestly  that  stress  of 
necessity  shall  not  tempt  their  trust  to  the  abandonment  of  Demo- 
cratic principles." 

Not  the  American  people,  be  it  observed,  but  the  "  De- 
mocracy of  the  land,"  as  though  the  President  and  Congress 
had  no  interests  to  conserve  but  those  of  the  Democratic 
party.     Here  is  another  gem  of  purest  ray  serene  : 

' '  I  can  not  rid  myself  of  the  feeling  that  this  conference  will  present 
the  best,  if  not  the  only,  hope  of  true  Democracy.  Indications  point 
to  its  action  as  the  reliance  of  those  who  desire  the  genuine  fruition 
of  Democratic  effort,  the  fulfillment  of  Democratic  pledges,  and  re- 
demption of  Democratic  promises  to  the  people." 

One  more  citation  must  conclude  our  quotations  from  this 
remarkable  production.     Mr.  Cleveland  says  : 

"  In  these  circumstances  it  may  well  excite  our  wonder  that  Demo- 
crats are  willing  to  depart  from  this,  the  most  Democratic  of  all 
tariff  principles.  How  can  we  face  the  people  after  indulging  in 
such  outrageous  discrimination  and  violation  of  principle  ?  It  is 
quite  apparent  that  this  question  of  free  raw  materials  does  not  ad- 
mit of  adjustment  on  any  middle  grounds,  since  their  subjection  to 
any  rate  of  tariff  taxation,  great  or  small,  is  alike  violative  of  Demo- 
cratic principles  and  Democratic  good  faith." 

Such  a  document  is  a  disgrace  and  a  menace  to  republican 
institutions.  It  is  of  a  piece  with  the  arrogant  and  auto- 
cratic attitude  of  Grover  Cleveland  throughout  his  whole 
term.  He  has  repeatedly  attempted  to  influence  legislation 
by  the  most  unlawful  methods  ;  he  coerced  Congress  into 
the  repeal  of  the  Sherman  law  ;  he  bribed  senators  and 
representatives  by  the  prostitution  of  his  power  of  appoint- 
ment ;  he  has  interfered  with  the  course  of  legislation, 
secretly  using  every  influence  in  his  power  to  affect  the 
actions  of  individual  members  of  Congress  j  he  has 
nullified  the  Chinese  exclusion  law,  and  has  failed  to 
enforce  the  laws  against  trusts ;  he  has  attempted  to 
usurp  the  power  and  authority  of  Congress  in  the 
Hawaiian  troubles.  What  wonder,  then,  that  he  should 
endeavor  to  whip  the  senators  into  line  and  to  co- 
erce members  of  Congress  into  setting  aside  their  own 
judgment  and  accepting  his  own  opinions  as  their  rule  of 
action.  If  Grover  Cleveland  were  as  great  a  man  in  reality 
as  he  is  in  his  own  conceit,  the  country  might  congratulate 
itself  upon  its  good  fortune  in  having  so  wise  and  beneficent 
a  ruler. 


bombarding  the  ship  of  Democracy  for  so  long,  now  boards 
the  abandoned  vessel  and  pours  hot  shot  into  his  colleagues 
for  having  deserted  her.  As  a  comedy  creation,  Senator 
Hill,  defending  the  Populistic  theories  of  the  Democratic 
platform,  is  worthy  to  rank  with  the  greatest  creations  of  the 
stage. 

As  a  comedian,  Senator  Gorman  is  not  so  successful. 
He  reads  his  lines  in  the  comedy  with  a  seriousness  that  is 
amusing  but  that  is  apt  to  prove  oppressive.  The  lines 
themselves  are  replete  with  interest,  however.  The  insight 
he  gives  into  Democratic  domestic  affairs  is  most  entertain- 
ing. It  seems  that  Cleveland  is,  to  a  certain  extent,  justified 
in  looking  upon  the  Democratic  congressmen  as  vested 
with  the  sole  duty  of  registering  his  decrees.  They  run 
to  him  for  advice  and  assistance  whenever  they  get  into 
trouble.  In  this  way  he  and  his  Secretary  of  the  Treasury 
assisted  in  framing  the  so-called  Wilson  bill,  and  were  en- 
abled to  tell  the  Republican  members  of  the  Ways  and 
Means  Committee  all  about  it  long  before  those  unfortunates 
had  been  granted  a  peep  at  the  bill  itself.  In  the  same  way, 
the  demands  of  the  recalcitrant  senators  were  reported  to 
him  by  the  faithful  cuckoos  of  that  body  and  his  advice 
taken  as  to  how  far  their  protests  should  be  considered. 
Under  the  circumstances  it  is  small  wonder  that  these  same 
cuckoos  were  surprised  when  he  repudiated  the  revision  of 
which  he  was  joint  author.  They  would  be  fully  justified  in 
declaring  that  he  should  have  kicked  when  they  first  made 
their  difficulties  known  to  him,  if  he  was  going  to  be  skittish 
at  all.  But  they  have  not  yet  sufficiently  recovered  their 
breath  to  declare  anything  at  all.  Amazement  has  so 
paralyzed  them  that  they  can  not  even  talk — a  most  aston- 
ishing condition  for  senators  to  be  in. 

Senator  Gorman's  defense  of  the  Democratic  senators  is 
peculiarly  ingenuous.  He  naturally  smarts  under  the  blows 
that  Cleveland  has  laid  upon  his  shoulders,  and  his  temper  is 
not  improved  by  his  consciousness  that  they  are  well  de- 
served. It  is  to  his  sense  of  revengeful  anger  that  we  owe 
the  exposure  of  the  inner  workings  of  his  party.  Had  he 
been  less  angry  and  more  cool-headed  he  would  have  seen 
that,  in  attempting  to  defend  his  associates  and  himself,  he 
was  admitting  the  justice  of  the  castigation.  His  only  de- 
fense is  that  Cleveland  knew  that  he  and  other  Democratic 
senators  refused  to  carry  out  the  pledges  of  their  party  un- 
less they  received  their  share  of  the  pie.  What .  if  he  did 
know  this  ?  Does  that  excuse  the  senators  for  being  false  to 
their  pledges  ?  The  country  understands  that  the  Demo- 
cratic senators  were  not  free  from  the  influences  of  trusts, 
and  that  their  abandonment  of  the  principles  of  their  party 
was  not  inspired  by  altruistic  motives.  True,  they  have 
acted  more  wisely  than  their  party ;  true,  the  prosperity 
of  the  country  owes  its  preservation  to  their  dishonesty. 
But  that  does  not  relieve  them  from  odium.  They  were 
elected  as  Democrats,  and,  so  long  as  they  were  Democrats, 
their  duty  was  the  enforcement  of  Democratic  principles. 
In  this  President  Cleveland  was  wholly  right  ;  in  meddling 
in  matters  where  he  had  no  business,  he  was  wholly  wrong. 

Fortunately  the  net  result  to  the  country  will  be  beneficial 
There  has  been  much  distress  consequent  upon  the  fear  of 
tariff  changes,  business  has  been  paralyzed  by  the  protracted 
uncertainty,  labor  has  been  driven  into  the  ranks  of  the  un- 
employed. But  the  early  enactment  of  free  trade  would 
have  wrought  even  greater  evil,  and  the  menace  of  the 
Democratic  party  would  have  remained.  To-day  it  is  rea- 
sonably certain  that  no  tariff  legislation  can  be  enacted  to 
go  into  effect  before  a  Republican  Congress  will  be  elected 
to  repeal  it.  To-day  the  Democratic  party  stands  before  the 
country  convicted  upon  the  evidence  it  has  itself  furnished, 
of  incompetence  and  corruption, 


In  these  gloomy  days  of  railway  strikes  and  insurrections, 
there  is  a  pleasing  ray  of  humor  furnished  by  the  Dem- 
ocratic family  rows  now  transpiring  in  Washington.  The 
menacing  clouds  of  free  trade  have  been  blown  away  in  a 
gale  of  laughter,  and  the  country  may  now  await  in  a  sense 
of  security  the  November  elections,  when  these  legislative 
curios  will  be  laid  away  upon  the  shelf.  In  the  comedy  that 
has  been  enacted  in  Congress,  Senator  Hill  easily  carries  off 
the  comic  honors.  He  is  delightfully  free  from  the  tram- 
mels of  consistency,  and,  after  floating  around  on  his  raft 


The  news  from  the  East  is  not  so  favorable  to  the  cause 
of  equality  between  the  sexes  as  it  was  a  few  weeks  ago. 
Enthusiasm  on  the  subject  has  measurably  died  out  ;  the 
ladies  have  had  their  say,  and  have  been  listened  to  courte- 
ously and  patiently  ;  nothing  new  has  turned  up  in  the  shape 
of  doctrine  ;  men  have  turned  their  backs  to  the  question, 
and,  without  assuming  an  attitude  of  antagonism,  have  left 
it  to  fight  its  own  way  against  the  vis  inertia.  A  close  ob- 
server of  the  course  of  the  agitation  proves  once  again  how 
impossible  it  is  to  accomplish  anything  without  long  and 
thorough  apprenticeship.  A  practical  politician,  taking  note 
of  the  various  steps  of  the  woman's  campaign,  is  struck  by 
the  inequality  of  the  work  it  has  displayed.  In  some  stages 
of  the  movement  it  has  evidently  been  led  by  a  master  hand  ; 
men  could  not  have  done  better.  In  other  stages,  again,  it 
has  seemed  to  be  generaled  by  three  little  maids  just  fresh 
from  school,  of  the  kind  that  one  takes  on  the  knee.  Of 
course  there  are  few  better  things  in  this  world  than  just 
such  little  maids,  and  happy  is  the  man  who  is  sure  of  one 
of  them  when  he  tinkles  his  little  bell  ;  but  when  it  comes  to 
the  accomplishment  of  social  and  political  reforms,  they  are 
of  no  more  use  than  so  many  Dresden  shepherdesses.  Men 
have  taken  them  on  the  knee,  and  have  overflowed  in  sugared 


July  30,  1894. 


THE 


ARGON  AUT. 


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sweets  ;  but  the  higher  the  saccharine  standard,  the  more  dis- 
tinctly has  it  implied  that  thus  far  shalt  thou  go  and  no 
further. 

The  trouble  has  been  that  when  women  move  in  a  body, 
the  pace  of  the  body  is  that  of  its  slowest  member.  The 
body  knows  no  more  and  sees  no  straighter  than  the  mass 
of  mediocrities  who  fill  out  its  ranks  and  who  have  received 
the  education  to  which  Buckle  referred  as  "  that  preposterous 
system  called  female  education."  Such  a  body  is  absolutely 
incapable  of  accomplishing  results.  Take  a  score  of  young 
women  of  from  twenty  to  twenty-two.  They  know  a  lot  of 
things  which  it  does  not  benefit  them  to  know,  such  as  music 
— which  no  woman  ever  masters — a  little  art,  a  little  belles- 
lettres,  a  little  foreign  tongues  ;  they  do  not  know  the  nature 
of  their  own  bodies,  or  the  composition  of  the  community  of 
which  they  are  members,  or  the  rules  which  hold  society 
together.  Of  the  things  which  are  ordinary  trade-tools  for 
men,  they  hardly  know  the  names.  Of  course  when  such  a 
body  of  young  women  undertake  jointly  to  accomplish  any- 
thing beyond  an  embroidered  altar-cloth,  they  must  fail,  just 
as  the  Populists  fail  when  they  undertake  to  revolutionize 
public  affairs.  They  fail  from  an  average  low  standard  of 
knowledge  and  intelligence. 

In  the  score  of  girls  of  about  twenty,  one  or  perhaps  two 
bright  girls  are  found  who  possess  information  and  sound 
views  on  rational  subjects.  If  these  women  were  always 
placed  in  the  front,  women  would  succeed  oftener  in  their 
joint  aims.  But  whenever  a  female  crowd  assembles,  these 
natural  leaders  are  shoved  to  one  side  by  their  more  push- 
ing sisters,  with  screechy  voices  and  aptitudes  for  battle  ; 
and  the  noisy  woman,  who  dearly  loves  the  sound  of  her 
own  voice,  leads  the  army  to  defeat.  We  had  a  female 
congress  here  the  other  day.  There  were  a  lot  of  bright 
women  in  the  body,  but  nobody  knew  it.  They  were  hustled 
into  the  rear  rank,  and  silenced  whenever  they  tried  to 
speak  by  a  parcel  of  obtrusive  females  in  bangles  and 
feathers,  who  seemed  to  have  laid  their  long,  bony  fingers 
on  the  congress  as  a  settler  in  Oklahoma  places  four  muddy 
sticks  on  a  lot  to  show  that  he  marks  it  as  his  own.  With 
such  exponents  of  advanced  thought,  no  lady  cared  to  en- 
gage in  battle. 

The  epidemic  of  female  clubs  which  broke  out  a  couple  of 
years  ago  demonstrated  that  women  are  not,  as  yet,  fitted  for 
cooperative  work  on  a  serious  scale.  There  was  at  first  a 
rush  to  join  the  clubs,  and  it  looked  as  though  they  were  go- 
ing to  be  important  institutions  ;  then  all  at  once  the  mem- 
bers discovered  that  they  had  nothing  to  say  to  each  other, 
and  they  became  Adamless  Edens,  which,  at  the  present 
moment,  have  subsided  into  half-deserted  henneries.  They 
lacked  the  cohesive  force  which  holds  men's  clubs  together, 
the  attraction  of  the  talk  of  men  who  are  active  parts  of  the 
machine,  the  association  with  the  wise  and  the  witty,  the 
charm  of  good  dinners  in  good  company,  the  convivial  cock- 
tail, the  quiet  game  of  whist,  and  the  pleasant  pool,  with 
rounds  of  drinks  at  intervals.  None  of  these  things  the 
ladies'  clubs  could  offer  to  their  members.  Their  only 
charm  was  tea,  dry  toast,  and  chatter,  which  was  sometimes 
dryer  still.  Hence  they  are  all  in  the  first  stage  of  dry 
decay,  and  the  next  we  shall  hear  about  them  is  their  disso- 
lution. The  attempt  to  crystallize  women  who  are  individ- 
ually bright  into  a  bright  aggregate  has  thus  far  been  a  failure. 

It  is  not  a  hopeless  failure,  because  there  is  no  natural 
vice  in  its  theory.  But  it.  must  be  confessed  that  the  present 
outlook  is  not  promising^  The  Woman's  Club  has  not  ac- 
complished what  was  expected  of  it,  because  it  ignored  the 
principles  of  human  nature.  This  may,  perhaps,  be  made 
plainer  by  saying  that  if  men's  clubs  had  been  organized  as 
it  was  proposed  to  organize  women's  clubs,  no  member 
would  have  paid  his  second  month's  dues.  Most  men  are 
fond  of  the  sound  of  their  own  voices  ;  but  when  the  club 
offers  no  solace  but  vox,  et  praterea  nihil,  it  soon  becomes 
wearing.  Again,  while  all  men  of  the  razor  age  are  much 
alike,  women  divide  into  two  classes — the  young  person  and 
the  woman  of  the  world.  The  two  can  not  be  fed  on  the 
same  diet ;  if  a  club  is  ideal  for  the  young  person,  it  will 
bore  the  woman  of  the  world  ;  while  a  club  which  would 
suit  the  woman  of  the  world  would  be  risky  for  the  young 
person.  Some  middle  ground  must  be  discovered  if  women 
are  to  acquire  the  art  of  collective  energy. 

People  who  have  not  investigated  the  subject  are  not  aware 
of  the  extension  which  the  life-insurance  business  has  as- 
sumed in  the  course  of  the  last  few  years.  Some  idea  of  it 
may  be  formed  from  the  facts  that  there  are  at  present  in  the 
United  States  7,419,856  persons  who  hold  life-insurance 
policies,  and  that  if  they  were  all  to  die  to-morrow,  the  com- 
panies would  be  called  upon  to  pay  $5,280,585.718 — a  sum, 
it  is  hardly  necessary  to  say,  which  is  far  beyond  their  actual 
cash  assets  to  pay.  The  companies  have  assumed  these 
liabilities  on  the  theory  that  the  assured  will  not  all  die  to- 
gether and  that  the  aggregate  of  the  sums  payable  will  be 
offset  by  the    aggregate  of  the   sums    coming  in    for  new 


premiums.  Among  rich  men,  a  perfect  mania  for  large 
policies  has  broken  out.  A  class  for  whose  benefit  life 
assurance  was  not  established  and  who  resort  to  it  as  a  safe 
and,  on  the  whole,  a  lucrative  form  of  investment,  are  at 
present  the  chief  patrons  of  the  business.  A  partial  list  will 
give  some  idea  of  the  heavy  insurers  : 

The  Disston  family,  of  Philadelphia $1,510,000 

The  Wanamaker  family,  of  Philadelphia 1,750,000 

Don  Cameron,  of  Pennsylvania 200,000 

George   Boldt,  of  the  Waldorf 232,000 

John  Hauck,  of  Cincinnati 250.000 

M.  E.  Ingall,  of  Cincinnati 285,000 

The  Stix  family,  of  Cincinnati 350,000 

Frick,  of  the  Carnegie  Mills 300,000 

Chris  Magee,  of  Pennsylvania 375,000 

John  F.  Haufman,  of  St.  Louis 325,000 

Willard  E.  Pinner,  of  Kansas  City 373.000 

John  McKinley,  of  Duluth 300,000 

J.  R.  Whipple,  of  Boston 600,000 

E.  H.  Abbot,  of  Boston 520,000 

George  S.  C.  Lawrence 540,000 

J.  C.  Carr,  of  Durham,  N.  C 545.500 

The  Studebakers,  of  Indiana 450,000 

M.  T.  Green,  of  Chicago 362,000 

Senator  Macpherson 300,000 

Frank  O.  Mathieson,  of  the  Sugar  Trust 385,000 

John  McCall,  of  New  York 170,000 

Henry  B.  Hyde,  of  the  Equitable 165,000 

Four  leading  men  in  Wall  Street 1,000,000 

J.  C.  Eostwick 365.000 

Theodore  Havemeyer  and  his  children 500,000 

Pierre  Lorillard  and  his  children 710,000 

Chauncey  Depew 500,000 

Here  are  twenty-seven  individuals  or  families  whose 
deaths  would  require  the  companies  to  pay  out  something 
like  fourteen  millions.  Of  course  it  is  not  likely  that  all 
these  individuals  will  die  simultaneously  ;  if  they  did,  the 
companies  would  have  to  ask  for  grace,  and  there  would  be 
a  sacrifice  of  valuable  property  of  various  kinds  to  raise  the 
money. 

One  of  the  curious  effects  of  the  progress  of  the  move- 
ment for  equality  between  the  sexes  is  the  extension  of  the 
benefits  of  life  insurance  to  the  sex.  Until  a  few  years  ago, 
there  were  only  two  companies  which  would  take  a  risk  on  a 
woman's  life  at  all.  This  illiberal  discrimination  was  abol- 
ished about  the  end  of  the  last  decade  ;  but,  even  then,  com- 
panies which  consented  to  insure  women  charged  an  extra 
premium,  amounting  generally  to  five  dollars  per  thousand. 
The  nominal  excuse  for  the  extra  charge  was  that  from 
twenty  to  forty-eight  a  woman's  life  is  not  so  good  as  a 
man's  ;  after  forty-eight,  women  are  generally  insured  just 
as  men  ;  but  few  of  the  companies  will  write  more  than 
twenty-five  thousand  dollars  on  any  woman's  life.  The  rea- 
sons assigned  are  curious.  It  is  said  by  medical  examiners 
that  women  are  more  prone  to  deceive  as  to  the  condition  of 
their  health  than  men.  They  carry  within  them  the  seeds  of 
fatal  disease  which  defy  the  scrutiny  of  the  examiner, 
although  they  are  aware  of  its  existence.  They  set  him 
astray  by  concealing  symptoms  which  would  have  led  him  to 
suspect  cancer  or  kidney  trouble.  A  leading  New  York 
company,  which  had  always  acted  on  the  mortality  law 
that  there  is  about  one-tenth  difference  in  the  chances  of  life 
between  the  woman  and  the  man,  the  difference  being  in 
favor  of  the  man,  compared  its  list  of  deaths  by  sexes,  and 
found  that  for  the  year  previous  the  average  mortality  among 
its  female  clients  was  twice  that  of  its  male  clients.  This  is 
in  direct  opposition  to  the  medical  rule  that  a  woman  of 
forty-five,  if  she  be  in  good  health  at  that  age,  is  likely  to 
outlive  a  man  of  the  same  age,  because  she  is  less  prone  to 
excesses  in  eating  or  drinking  and  less  exposed  to  the  ordi- 
nary accidents  or  dangers  of  life.  But  this  rule  is  offset  by 
another  which  the  companies  have  not  scrupled  to  publish. 

The  companies  say  that  where  the  woman's  life  is  insured 
in  favor  of  her  husband,  as  it  generally  is,  it  becomes  the 
direct  interest  of  the  husband  of  an  elderly  spouse  that  she 
should  die,  not  only  in  order  that  he  shall  get  the  insurance 
money,  but  likewise  that  he  shall  be  able  to  marry  a  younger 
woman.  Examples  are  given  by  the  companies  under  the 
veil  of  initials.  It  is  stated  that  when  a  woman  files  an  ap- 
plication for  a  policy,  the  officials  of  the  company,  with  the 
utmost  delicacy  and  diplomacy,  tell  her  that  the  policy  will 
give  her  husband  an  interest  in  her  death,  and  this  generally 
deters  the  lady.  Where,  of  course,  the  woman  is  a  widow, 
and  the  beneficiaries  of  her  policy  are  to  be  her  children, 
this  objection  would  not  exist. 

It  has  been  stated  that  the  chief  patrons  of  life  insurance 
among  men  resort  to  it  not  as  a  means  of  support  to  their 
families  after  their  death,  but  as  an  investment  during  their 
life-time.  Most  of  the  heavy  life-insurance  policies  of  our 
time  are  endowment  policies.  Women  are  not  so  generally 
troubled  with  the  difficulty  of  investing  their  money  as  men. 
Hence  they  are  not  so  liable  to  be  driven  to  the  insurance 
companies  to  place  their  surplus  funds.  Still,  there  are  a 
good  many  women  who  are  carrying  considerable  insurance. 
The  heaviest  of  all  is  said  to  be  Mrs.  ex-Senator  Hearst,  of 
this  State,  who  is  carrying  three  hundred  thousand  dollars  of 
insurance,  and  among  those  who  are  carrying  one  hundred 
thousand  dollars  are  enumerated  the  Misses  Lorillard,  of 
New   York,   Mrs.    Havemeyer  and   her  daughters,    Mrs.   J. 


Sloat  Fassett,  Mrs.  E.  B.  Crocker,  of  Elmira,  Mrs.  W.  J. 
Arkell,  of  the  newspaper  Judge,  Mrs.  Tarbell,  of  Chicago, 
Mrs.  W.  C.  Hill,  of  Seattle,  Wash.;  and  several  score  ladies 
are  reported  as  being  insured  for  fifty  thousand  and  over. 

It  will  always  be  remembered  that  insurance  as  an  invest- 
ment is  not  life  insurance  in  its  original  and  natural  sense. 
The  latter  is  a  provision  against  poverty  for  the  benefit  of  a 
family  whose  bread-winner  dies  without  having  accumulated 
savings.  The  former  is  a  financial  expedient  by  which  the 
owner  of  money  defers  the  use  of  it  till  his  death,  or  till  a 
period  set,  on  condition  that  he  shall  receive  back  the  bulk 
of  the  money  he  has  paid  at  a  future  day  in  a  block  sum. 
The  latter  device  commends  itself  as  stripping  death  of  its 
terrors  ;  the  advantage  of  the  investment  plan,  in  a  social 
point  of  view,  is  not  apparent. 

An  excellent  work  is  being  quietly  done  by  the  recently 
organized  Merchants'  Association  of  this  city.  The  people 
of  San  Francisco  have  not  fully  realized  how  unnecessarily 
bad  their  streets  are.  Long  familiarity  with  a  condition  of 
affairs  more  appropriate  to  a  backwoods  community  than  to 
a  progressive  metropolis  has  rendered  them  callous,  and 
they  have  not  felt  the  sting  of  the  criticisms  of  visitors,  who 
declare  that  San  Francisco  has  the  worst  streets  of  any  city 
of  its  size  in  the  world.  The  annoyances  of  dust  and  dirt, 
blinding  pedestrians  and  damaging  goods  in  stores,  have 
been  accepted  as  the  natural  conditions  resulting  from  the 
combination  of  westerly  winds  and  westerly  sand-dunes. 
The  Merchants'  Association  has  shown  that  these  annoy- 
ances are  by  no  means  necessary.  Its  sphere  of  operations 
has  been  limited  ;  but  by  the  small  beginning  that  has  been 
made  the  possibility  of  better  things  has  been  proved.  The 
work  is  about  to  be  extended,  and  the  system  is  to  be  sub- 
jected to  the  severest  test.  Market  Street — because  of  its 
width,  because  of  the  condition  of  its  pavements,  and  because 
of  the  fact  that  the  westerly  summer  winds  sweep  down  its 
entire  length  and  carry  into  it  the  dirt  and  filth  of  adjoining 
streets — is  the  most  difficult  to  keep  clean  in  the  city.  Com- 
plete success  here  will  be  impossible  unless  the  work  is  ex- 
tended to  the  streets  running  into  the  main  thoroughfare. 
But  it  is  safe  to  predict  that  sufficient  improvement  will  be 
made  to  justify  the  claims  of  the  association. 

As  to  expense,  the  sweeping  of  the  streets  now  costs  six- 
teen dollars  and  forty  cents  a  mile.  The  association  finds 
that  its  system  of  manual  labor  costs  thirty  dollars  for  the 
same  extent  of  surface.  This  is  a  very  decided  increase  in 
cost,  and  it  is  around  this  point  that  the  opponents  of  the 
system  will  rally.  Talk  of  economy  is  extremely  cheap, 
particularly  for  the  cheap  politicians.  The  comparison  is  to 
be  based  upon  results,  however,  rather  than  upon  cost.  It  is 
a  notorious  fact  that  the  streets  are  not  kept  clean,  or  any- 
thing like  clean,  under  the  present  system.  Any  payment 
at  all  for  the  inefficient  work  now  being  done  seems  exces- 
sive. On  the  other  hand,  the  Merchants'  Association  has 
proved  that  their  system  does  keep  the  streets  clean. 

The  association  has  wisely  begun  upon  a  small  scale. 
Their  reform  is  far  more  likely  to  be  permanent  if  allowed 
to  grow  naturally  and  to  command  increasing  support  by  its 
proved  efficiency.  But,  as  the  work  continues,  the  necessity 
for  expansion  will  become  more  and  more  apparent.  As 
has  been  suggested,  the  work  can  not  attain  its  full  efficiency 
so  long  as  only  a  part  of  the  streets  is  swept.  The  accumu- 
lated dirt  on  intersecting  streets  will  pour  in  to  defeat  the 
work  that  has  been  done.  A  thorough  system  must  cover 
practically  all  the  streets.  While  this  is  true,  it  is  not  to  be 
expected  that  any  private  association  will  undertake  this 
work.  Its  value  having  been  proved,  it  is  but  right  and 
proper  that  the  street  department  should  step  in  and  carry  it 
out.  A  small  reform  that  might  be  undertaken  by  private 
enterprise,  however,  is  the  placing  of  boxes  at  convenient 
intervals  to  receive  waste-paper  and  other  refuse.  Any  citi- 
zen would  prefer  to  throw  waste-paper  into  such  boxes  rather 
than  into  the  street  were  the  opportunity  offered  to  him. 
Public  evidences  of  the  tobacco  habit  would  also  become 
less  common  under  such  circumstances. 

The  development  of  the  effort  for  clean  streets  will,  how- 
ever, bring  the  problem  back  to  the  original  and  funda- 
mental difficulty.  Poorly  paved  streets  can  not  be  kept  free 
from  dust  and  dirt.  The  association  has  found  that  one- 
third  more  work  is  required  to  clean  streets  paved  with  cob- 
bles or  Belgian  block  than  those  paved  with  bituminous 
rock.  The  macadamized  streets  in  the  residence  parts  of 
the  city  can  not  be'  kept  clean  at  any  cost.  Market  Street 
has  not  a  block  of  good  pavement  throughout  its  entire 
length.  Cheap  and  defective  foundations  have  made  it  im- 
possible to  keep  any  pavement  in  proper  condition.  Enough 
has  been  paid  by  the  taxpayers  to  secure  good  pavements 
and  to  keep  them  in  proper  repair.  But  the  money  has  been 
wasted  under  successive  incompetent  and  corrupt  adminis- 
trations of  the  street  department.  Thus  the  whole  problem 
reverts  to  the  ballot-box,  and  the  Merchants' 
may  arouse  the  citizens  to  seek  their  remedy  > 


THE 


ARGONAUT. 


July  30,  1894. 


THE    LOST    TRAIL. 


Showing  the  Vanity  of  Rose  Envelopes. 


Fort  Milton  was  one  hundred  and  forty  wear}7  miles  away 
from  the  railroad,  and  the  mail  came  weekly  from  Florence 
by  buckboard.  The  arrival  of  the  buckboard  was  the  event 
of  the  week.  Ever)-  one  greeted  its  coming,  even  the  dogs. 
The  Mexicans  and  Indians  who  could  not  write  and  received 
no  mail  regularly,  asked  for  it.  Every  one  knew  it  ;  even  at 
night-time  you  could  tell  it  by  its  shuffling,  pattering  rattle, 
as  if  all  its  joints  were  as  loose  as  those  of  the  ivory  con- 
tortionists made  by  the  Japanese  for  children  to  play  with. 
In  the  day-time,  by  its  queer  little  team  of  dun  mules,  con- 
demned from  the  pack-train  because  their  backs  had  been 
defaced  by  ill-fitting  afierejos  and  bad  packing,  patient, 
pathetic  creatures,  used  to  abuse,  resigned,  not  resenting. 

Their  driver,  Christopherson,  was  a  long-faced  Latter- 
Day  Saint  who  had  served  a  term  in  Yuma  for  his  devotion 
to  Hymen.  In  former  years  he  had  been  possessed  of 
seven  wives,  all  of  whom  he  had  now  completely  deserted, 
being  old.  The  Territorial  laws  were  getting  severe,  and  he 
had  our  sympathy,  for  his  face  showed  very  plainly  that  he 
had  suffered. 

Those  who  frequent  the  habitat  of  man,  where  life  is 
multiform  in  its  pleasures  and  sensations  and  so  filled  with 
change  and  whim  that  no  trivial  event  has  relative  or 
shadow-casting  importance,  will  fail  to  understand  the  part 
played  at  Fort  Milton  by  Christopherson's  coming.  The 
youngster  "  from  the  point  "  wanted  home-letters  and  large 
square  missives  addressed  in  feminine  hand  beginning  always 

"  Lieutenant "  a  title  so  new  that  it  still  thrilled  its 

possessor — letters  which  next  year  would  come  thinner,  less 
frequent,  and  less  noticed  from  numb  apathy  born  of  absence 
and  the  dull  routine  of  drill  and  duty  done  in  the  super- 
heated days  of  a  torrid  climate  ;  kind  anasthetics  which 
render  bearable  the  narrow  limits  of  garrison  life  and  in 
time  temper  even  the  rebellious  spirit  to  resignation  and 
forgetfulness  of  a  home  in  the  pleasant  East,  making  duty 
for  duty's  sake  mere  monotonous  habit,  devoid  of  virtue,  but 
permanent  and  entirely  satisfactory  to  post-commanders,  who 
find  enthusiasms  hasty  as  transient,  aggressive,  and  worth 
watching.  The  older  subalterns  wanted  St.  Louis  papers 
which  gave  the  army  budget,  telling  of  exchanges  of  regi- 
ments and  troops,  of  deaths,  transfers,  _  and  resignations,  of 
courts  and  boards,  changes  on  which  depend  promotion,  pay, 
details,  and  pleasant  station.  It  was  there  one  first  found 
details  and  leaves  of  absence  granted,  for  the  enterprising 
press  is  quicker  than  the  ponderous  bureaus  of  war.  The 
ladies  wanted  shopping  parcels  from  Connoh/s  or  Lord  & 
Taylor's,  for  the  heavy  wares  common  to  the  country  made 
the  feminine  heart  very  unhappy,  and,  even  in  climates  too 
warm  to  wear  them,  women  must  have  clothes.  Christopher- 
son  brought  the  magazines  and  illustrated  papers,  without 
which  life  would  be  so  empty,  once  we  have  acquired  their 
habit.  He  was  the  bearer  of  their  joys  and  sorrows,  their 
hopes  and  prizes,  their  disappointments  and  their  bitter 
grief.  He  oftenest  disturbed  their  quiet  neutrality,  was 
their  chief  reaction,  was  the  one  slender  thread  that  con- 
nected these  prisoners  of  the  desert  with  the  world  in  which 
they  had  been  reared,  had  for  a  while  resigned,  and  hoped 
again  to  form  a  part. 

This  was  Friday  afternoon  and  the  mail  was  overdue. 
The  crowd  had  collected,  awaiting  its  arrival.  One  could 
hear  the  clatter  of  poker-chips  in  the  officers'  club.  Outside 
the  general  store-room  were  gangs  of  tethered  broncos,  and 
near  them,  lying  in  their  shadows  for  protection  from  the 
sun's  rays,  a  medley  of  mangy  curs  %xi6.  pelon  dogs,  panting 
with  the  heat,  while  stretched  on  the  ground  in  the  shade  of 
the  adobe  store  was  a  motley  crowd  of  Mexicans  and  In- 
dians so  unused  to  haste  that  patience  and  waiting  were  in- 
stinct, hardly  habit. 

Hodgson,  the  junior  subaltern  of  the  cantonment,  now 
galloped  through  the  group  of  tethered  ponies  and  flung  the 
reins  of  his  hot  horse  into  the  midst  of  a  pack  of  panting 
greyhounds  that  followed  and  were  soon  crouching  in  the 
scant  shade  of  the  adobe  wall  against  which  the  Mexicans 
were  lying.  Hodgson  was  clad  in  service  cords,  jersey,  and 
sombrero,  for  he  had  been  chasing  jack-rabbits  with  grey- 
hounds on  the  mesa. 

He  entered  the  trader's  store  brusquely.  "  Mail  not  in 
yet  ? "  he  asked.  "  \Jt  is  not,  lootenant,"  answered  the 
trader's  clerk,  from  behind  the  lattice  where  he  sat  working 
at  the  month's  postal  report.  Coggins  spoke  shortly,  with- 
out looking  up,  for  he  recognized  the  voice  as  the  youngster's 
pleading  for  square  letters,  and  it  annoyed  him.  It  had  suc- 
cessfully made  the  same  appeal  each  mail  since  Hodgson 
joined  the  regiment,  ten  weary  months  before,  as  Coggins 
could  bear  witness,  for  he  knew  the  secrets  of  the  canton- 
ment, keeping  them  in  mind,  having  no  cause  to  speak  of 
them  to  others,  save  to  O'Leary,  who  could  hold  his  tongue. 
Coggins  was  fond  of  the  youngster,  liking  him  as  heartily  as 
he  hated  women,  whom  he  thought  minions  of  the  devil, 
made  for  man's  confusion.  He  even  loathed  their  dainty 
letters,  regarding  them  as  ensnaring  missives,  corrupting 
alike  to  rank  and  file,  and  believed  they  should  be  proscribed 
from  military  correspondence  or  treated  like  mails  from  in- 
fected districts,  bringing  maladies  whose  fires,  once  lighted  in 
the  blood,  will  never  cease  in  the  idleness  of  camp  and. can- 
tonment, disturbing  alike  good-comradeship,  health,  and 
duty. 

Coggins  himself  had  been  a  soldier,  serving  two  enlist- 
ments before  getting  his  leg  shattered  and  shortened  in  an 
Indian  skirmish.  Since  service,  he  had  clerked  some 
twenty  years  for  Sullivan,  the  trader,  and  seen  scores  of 
youngsters  join  from  the  "Point"  at  this  frontier  breaking- 
yard.  Some  were  now  captains,  returning  for  their  second 
tour  of  Arizona  duty,  with  double  bars  well  tarnished. 
Frontier  life  compels  men  to  observation,  so  Coggins  felt 
entitled  to  his  own  opinions.  In  the  remembrance  of  these 
veteran  in  their  callow  "shave-tail"  days,  knocking  about 
and  hardly  bridle-wise,  he   felt  his  opinions  were  even 


entitled  to  respect ;  but  he  kept  them  to  himself,  save  when 
speaking  them  to  O'Leary. 

Tim  O'Leary  and  he  had  joined  as  "recruities"  in  the 
same  batch  from  Depot,  so  O'Leary  was  a  man  of  privi- 
leges. Many  was  the  night  after  "hours,"  when  alone  in 
the  general  bar  of  the  trader's  store,  they  discussed  the 
"needs  and  tindincies  av  the.  service."  At  present  the 
"tindincies"  displeased  them. 

"  Oi'll  tell  you  phwat  ut  is,  Coggins,  ut's  thim  weekly 
mails  ull  be  sinding  us  desthruction  yit,"  said  O'Leary. 

"And  who  would  be  knowing  av  that  beforeninst  me, 
Tim  ?  Don't  Oi  handle  ivery  shlip  av  ut,  from  the  purty 
pink  notes  that's  deceiving  av  the  bhoy  up  to  the  ordhers 
for  the  commanding  orficer  from  the  gineral  av  the  army  ?  " 

"  Oi  moind  that  ye  do,  Dan'l,  an'  ut's  divine  service 
they'll  be  afther  giving  us  nixt  (asking  forgiveness  av  the 
Houly  Virgin  for  showing  her  son  disrespect),  an'  psalm- 
singing  for  sojering,  av  some  av  thim  had  ut's  ordhering." 

"An'  be  dhrilling  wid  books  instead  av  carbines.  Oi 
hear  to  -  day  there's  an  ordher  out  for  school,"  added 
Coggins. 

"  School  is  ut !  School !  "  said  Tim.  "  Ut's  cook's 
palace,  and  camp  cook,  and  camp-herd  guard  they  more  be 
needing  ;  before  nor  a  week,  Dan'l,  as  Oi  predict  on  ut, 
the  recruities'll  be  afther  telling  men  loike  you  an'  me 
phwat's  sojering.  Gineral  Harney  protect  us  !  Peace  rest 
his  sowl.  Widout  school  and  wid  good  free  'thumbing' 
and  swearing  (begging  pardon  av  the  Lord  av  Oi  counte- 
nance the  being  too  free  in  vain  wid  His  holy  name)  made 
sojers — sojers  loike  you  an'  me,  Dan'l !  An'  the  evil  av  ut 
don't  shtop  wid  the  recruities,  fer  ut's  invadin'  av  ther 
young  orficers  an'  shpoilin'  thim  fer  shport,"  whispered 
Tim. 

'  "  Oi  moind  phwat  you  say,  Tim  !  An'  yez  know  Oi  loike 
the  lad  ;  but  moind  Oi've  no  faith  in  the  craytures,  barrin' 
me  own  mother,  who's  been  dead  in  Oireland  these  twinty 
years.  Well,  he's  afther  running  it  full  tilt  on  some  frock  in 
the  East.  Wan  day  comes  a  photograph  by  mail,  an'  he 
shows  me  the  sample  av  his  goods — ut  was  fairer  nor  one 
from  Connaught,  an'  the  face  has  taken  good  hould  av  him. 
Most  beloike  ut's  in  part  the  pink  letthers,  for  Oi've  handled 
ivery  one  av  thim.  There'll  be  breaking  away  there,  Tim, 
for  he's  as  loth  to  let  go  as  a  pointer  pup  is  to  dhrop  his  fust 
pigeon." 

"We  must  dephloy  the  lad's  affections,  Dan'L  Av  Oi  had 
him  fer  a  bit  av  a  brush  on  the  bordher  in  skirmish  practice, 
wid  a  dozen  Mexican  damsels,  he'd  be  all  roight  in  less  nor 
a  week." 

"There's  the  guard  calling  twelve  o'clock.  Oi  must  bunk 
in,"  said  O'Leary. 

"  An'  the  mail  not  yit  come  !  The  commanding  orficer 
ull  be  afther  sinding  a  detachment  for  ut  to-morrow,  Oi've 
been  thinking,"  said  Coggins. 

"  And  av  the  divils  are  afther  again  disthurbin'  the  dignity 
av  the  mail,  O'Leary's  the  lad  ull  be  first  on  the  detail,  or 
John  Connor  is  no  friend  av  moine."  O'Connor  was  first 
sergeant  of  K  troop.  "  Oi  must  bunk  in,"  said  O'Leary. 
"  Good-noight." 

"  Good-noight,"  and  O'Leary  sauntered  over  to  barracks 
by  a  route  known  best  to  himself  and  unfrequented  by 
patrols  after  midnight. 


The  duty  was  not  exciting.  It  might  prove  only  a  thirty- 
mile  ride  on  his  favorite  saddle-horse  across  the  weary, 
brown  desert,  under  a  grilling  autumn  sun  ;  but  it  was 
Hodgson's  first  detached  service.  He  was  to  ascertain  the 
cause  of  delay  of  the  mail ;  and,  riding  along,  he  tugged  at 
his  fatigue  blouse  to  see  if  the  order  given  him  by  the 
adjutant  on  leaving  the  post  was  still  in  his  pocket. 

Hodgson  was  secretly  glad  of  this  field  service,  and 
welcomed  it  as  a  partial  escape  from  himself,  for  he  was 
expecting  an  important  letter  — just  how  important,  this 
story  is  written  to  show — and  with  expectancy,  inaction,  and 
heat  he  was  getting  nervous.  Christopherson  might  have 
drunk  native  brandy  and  be  lying  by  the  roadside,  or  his 
mule  might  have  gone  lame,  as  had  happened  before,  for 
the  road  from  San  Carlos  to  Florence  climbs  the  rocky 
comb  which  crowns  the  Pinal  divide,  as  those  who  have 
once  traveled  it  well  remember.  The  Apaches  may  have 
appropriated  both  mail  and  buckboard.  This  last  eventual- 
ity was  so  pleasing  that  Hodgson,  being  inexperienced, 
clung  to  it  closely  until  from  familiarity  the  idea  seemed 
probable.  The  commanding  officer  at  Fort  Milton,  as  well 
as  his  less-versed  subalterns,  knew  better,  as  Hodgson 
should  have  known.  The  Chirachucas  were  on  the  reserva- 
tion, all  having  drawn  beef  the  day  before,  else  Wilson, 
with  "White  Mountain"  scouts,  and  not  he,  would  now  be 
tracing  up  the  mail..  Besides,  Apaches  now  rarely  attacked 
mails  which  were  watched  and  protected,  finding  remote 
ranchers  more  profitable  prey,  as  their  friendlessness  often 
made  disappearance  unknown  and  unnoticed.  These  are 
the  deductions  of  wiser  men,  and  Hodgson  had  but  lately 
joined  ;  so  he  rode  on  planning  the  attack,  and  located  it 
in  a  little  arroyo  which  holds  very  snugly  some  hundred 
yards  of  the  Florence  road  where  it  reels  off  the  Pinal  foot- 
hills to  cross  the  Rio  Gila. 

Just  why  Hodgson  should  have  located  the  attack  on  the 
mail  in  this  particular  arroyo,  he  himself  probably  could  not 
tell  you  and  is  no  part  of  my  story  ;  but  that  it  actually 
occurred  there  is  mere  coincidence,  unless  you  credit  tele- 
pathy, which  I  profess  not  to  understand.  The  locality  was 
well  chosen,  as  is  easily  seen  by  those  who  have  passed  it. 
The  inclosing  hill-sides  of  the  arroyo  are  covered  with  granite 
cairns,  and  they  may  have  suggested  to  Hodgson's  excited 
brain  certain  pictures  from  an  old  "art  of  war,"  illustrating 
the  defense  of  stone  structures,  showing  loop-holes  and 
crenelated  flanking  arrangements  easily  reproduced  by  im- 
agination from  the  freaks  erosion  had  played  among  the 
patches  of  bastard  granite  now  exposed  and  left  lying  like 
great  brown  scars  on  the  bare  bosom  of  this  narrow  valley. 
The  detachment  halted  on  fording  the  Rio  Gila,  and,  while 
O'Leary  was  wetting   and    tilling    the    lieutenant's  canteen, 


Hodgson's  eyes  were  resting  on  a  foot-hill  overlooking  his 
chosen  valley,  and  from  it  he  was  deploying  his  little  squad 
in  rapid  counter-attack.  Yes  !  Christopherson  had  at  that 
moment  been  surrounded,  and  he  was  just  in  time  to  protect 
the  mail.  In  a  moment  the  Apaches  were  repulsed  and  he 
had  saved  from  savage  hands  his  letter.  He  had  picked  it 
up  from  the  ground  where  they  had  dropped  it.  Yes,  it  was 
the  same  old  handwriting  on  the  same  "old-rose"  paper  as 
always  before  ;  he  was  just  about  to  open  it  when  reason, 
for  some  unaccountable  freak,  shone  for  an  instant  on  his 
vagary  and  asserted  that,  as  Christopherson  broke  camp  at 
Rillito  Arroyo  on  Friday  morning,  he  could  not  possibly 
have  any  concern  with  Apaches  there  on  Saturday  afternoon, 
and  the  absurdity  striking  in,  his  reverie  took  on  a  more  ra- 
tional turn.  Of  course  the  mall  had  been  attacked  there 
Friday  morning  ;  and  now  he  had  picked  up  the  trail,  was 
following  it  hot  haste  over  the  rugged  Superstition  Range,  and 
was  now  heading  for  the  four  peaks  of  the  Matzatzals.  He 
had  followed  this  tortuous,  arid  trail  many  days,  and  was 
rescuing  that  precious  letter  while  his  own  tired  saddle-horse, 
heading  the  detachment,  had  borne  him  from  Rio  Gila  to 
Rillito  Arroyo,  as  the  road  winds  ten  miles. 

Hodgson  was  not  even  aware  that  he  was  nearing  the 
arroyo,  so  engrossed  was  he  with  his  imaginative  war  chase, 
until  O'Leary,  riding  close  behind,  called  out  :  "  Lootenant, 
they've  been  at  ut  again." 

Starting  from  his  reverie,  Hodgson  saw  white  letters  and 
papers  Uttering  the  level  road  a  few  paces  before  them.  He 
rubbed  his  eyes  to  assure  himself  it  was  not  mirage,  and,  as 
he  rode  up  so  that  his  horse  stepped  on  them,  he  shuddered 
at  the  uncanny  coincidence.  Spread  before  him  was  a  fair 
reality  of  follies  that  for  hours  had  controlled  his  brain. 

There  was  little  to  be  told.  The  mail  had  been  emptied, 
the  letters  and  papers  scattered  about,  but  apparently  un- 
touched. The  buckboard,  with  traces  uncut,  stood  just  as 
Christopherson  had  left  it  when  camping  two  nights  before  ; 
the  mules  were  gone,  while  under  a  c/iol/a-bush  near  a 
granite  cairn,  a  few  yards  from  the  buckboard,  was  the  body 
of  old  Christopherson  lying  mutilated  and  disfigured.  Near 
his  body,  and  in  front  of  the  cairn,  lying  on  the  ground, 
were  a  handful  of  Winchester  shells — they  told  the  story  of 
the  fight.  The  old  man  had  not  been  killed  at  the  first  hos- 
tile shot,  but  had  crept  to  the  cairn,  returning  the  fire  until 
his  ammunition  was  exhausted.  His  Winchester,  hat,  and 
belt  had  been  taken. 

"  Poor  divil !  poor  divil !  "  said  O'Leary,  as  they  placed 
the  mangled  body  on  the  buckboard.  "  Oi'd  niver  a'thought 
the  ould  sinner  ud  'a'  died  so  game." 

At  the  same  moment  Hodgson  was  controlled  by  thoughts 
of  men  whose  lives  lead  to  danger  performing  brave  acts  of 
plain  duty  in  the  struggle  for  material  existence  unassociated 
with  glory.  The  idea  was  as  new  to  him  as  it  was  whole- 
some, for  this  was  the  first  time  his  experience  had  con- 
fronted it. 

Then  they  picked  up  the  mail  and   sent  it  back  by  two 

:  troopers,  with  the  body  on'  the  buckboard.     Hodgson  ex- 

'  amined  the  letters  several  times.     The  one  he  wanted  did 

;  not  come.     That  meant  another  week's  waiting,  so  he  was 

glad  that  meantime  he  could  be  following  the  trail. 

In  reality  they  made  a  dry  camp  on  it  that  night  in  the 
foot-hills  of  the  next  mountain  range.  Lying  in  the  wealth 
1  of  a  Western  sunset,  Hodgson  had  often  viewed  that  most 
gorgeous  pile  of  form  and  coloring  known  as  the  Super- 
stition Range,  and,  now  that  the  trail  led  there,  he  felt  glad, 
for  he  wished  to  visit  it ;  but  by  night  they  had  lost  the  trail 
in  this  arid  fastness,  and,  being  all  day  without  water,  were 
!  barely  able,  with  much  suffering  from  thirst,  to  get  their 
jaded  animals  back  to  the  Rio  Gila. 


Hodgson  had  now  seen  four  years'  service,  and  next 
year,  if  poker  prospered,  he  could  go  on  leave.  Already  he 
could  hold  his  own  in  the  game  at  the  trader's  club.  He 
worried  least  of  the  cantonment  about  mail,  thereby  gaining 
Coggins's  complete  approval.  Only  once — on  reading  an 
announcement  two  years  before,  copied  from  a  society 
paper,  and  .again  a  few  months  later  when  reading  of  a 
wedding — did  he  evince  any  interest  in  the  mail.  On  the 
latter  evening,  he  did  not  care  for  the  club,  but  smoked 
alone  in  his  quarters  and  burned  some  letters  after  reading 
them.  Then  suddenly  he  seemed  seized  with  all  the 
cynicism  youth  freely  flaunts  as  it  vainly  feels — affected  to 
care  only  for  married  women  and  a  few  like  transparencies. 
Then,  in  illustration  of  his  preference,  devoted  himself 
violently  to  Mrs.  Blank,  a  clever,  kindly  soul,  who  under- 
stood his  symptoms,  humored  and  helped  him,  being  a 
good  woman,  possessed  of  the  best  of  husbands.  Inci- 
dentally or  from  habit  Hodgson  devoted  himself  to  duty, 
and,  now  that  Wilson  had  staft"  work,  he  was  given  the 
scouts  —  a  promotion  which  provoked  comment  from 
O'Leary,  who  said  to  Coggins:  "Oi  tell  you,  Dan'l,  Oi 
hated  to  see  so  foine  a  lad  punished  wid  sich  a  compl'- 
meent."  For  a  company  of  scouts  meant  annoyances  not 
met  with  in  the  management  of  ordinary  troop  routine  ; 
but  it  had  its  compensations  in  opportunities  for  field 
service. 

News  had  come  that  a  sheriff  and  deputy,  guarding 
Apache  prisoners  from  Globe  to  Florence,  had  been  over- 
powered and  killed  ;  Hodgson  was  to  take  the  trail  at  once. 
In  a  few  hours  the  scouts  had  foundit  leading  from  the  old 
Florence  Road  near  the  Gila,  crossing  where  the  killing  had 
occurred.  It  led  through  the  Superstition  Mountain,  which 
he  had  not  had  occasion  to  visit  since  Christopherson's  death. 
Soon  he  found  himself  again  on  the  same  rugged  trail,  and 
had  passed  the  point  where  before  he  had  lost  it.  The 
Indians  were  evidently  heading  for  the  Tonto  Basin  and  try- 
ing to  return  to  their  own  reserve.  Once  among  their  tribe, 
only  the  released  prisoners  could  be  identified  and  the  perpe- 
trators of  this  last  outrage  would  be  lost. 

Tradition  warns  you  that  if  one  enters  far  into  the  Super- 
stition Mountains,  he  will  never  return,  the  country  being 
too  rough  for  animals  and  too  dry  for  man.  Prospectors 
who  have  penetrated  the  edges  of  this  range  say  that  it  is 


July  30,  1894. 


THE        ARC  ON  AUT. 


filled  with  mineral,  unprofitable  for  want  of  water.  Cattle 
do  not  range  there,  and  men  hunting  large  game  go  to  the 
timbered  mountains.  So  a  trail  across  this  chain  would  lead 
where  no  one  wished  to  go  save  Hodgson,  who  now  went 
for  sake  of  duty.  Pushing  on  with  sullen,  dogged  courage 
over  the  stony  trail  used  as  a  lost-time  gaining  refuge  by 
hunted  savages  in  these  most  arid  mountains  of  our  most 
arid  land,  until  he  emerged,  almost  mad  with  thirst,  on  the 
Rio  Salinas,  in  the  Lower  Tonto  Basin.  Thence  the  trail 
led  into  the  Sierras  Auchas,  and  in  this  great  altitude  it  was 
lost  under  the  first  fall  of  autumn  snow. 

There  was  nothing  left  for  Hodgson  to  do  now  but  to  re- 
turn to  the  reservation,  as  the  Indians  were  evidently  trying 
to  do,  for  the  eastern  foot-hills  of  this  sierra  border  the  San 
Carlos  Reserve,  and  the  Indians  would  not  remain  long  in 
the  snow.  Hodgson  must  make  a  detour,  see  their  squaws 
among  the  cibicus  on  the  western  edge  of  the  reserve,  and, 
if  their  bucks  had  not  already  returned,  he  might  hope  to 
cut  their  trail  where  it  left  the  snow  line  and  intercept  them 
from  their  haven,  the  reservation. 

He  had  found  from  their  squaws  on  Cibicu  that  they  had 
not  yet  returned.  It  was  all  he  wanted  to  know  ;  but,  as  he 
was  leaving  a  squaw's  tepee,  his  eye  caught  sight  of  a  faded 
pink  letter,  curiously  embroidered  by  way  of  color  orna- 
ment on  to  the  face  of  a  buckskin  garment.  The  writing 
was  familiar.  He  seized  it  eagerly — in  faded  letters,  by  a 
fading  light,  he  read  her  answer. 

He  tore  her  letter  from  the  garment  and  pushed  it  into 
the  pocket  of  his  jersey,  and  stood  for  a  moment  near  the 
door  of  the  tepee,  looking  absently  across  the  bare  hills  of 
the  brown  reserve.  He  was  thinking  of  the  woman  who 
was  not  his  wife  and  of  children  not  his  own.  Then  he 
turned  quickly  and  mounted  his  horse. 

. "  It  was  all  my  fault,"  he  said  ;  "  but  I  must  not  lose  the  1 
trail  to-day.  I  should  have  followed  it  closer  when  I  had  it  | 
before."  _  j 

And,  as  he  spurred  his  horse  toward  the  snow-line  of 
the  sierras,  he  was  laughing  as  one  should  not  laugh  when 
one  is  young.  C.  Overton. 

San  Francisco,  July,  1894. 


Last  year  there  was  a  pretty  general  consensus  of  opinion, 
on  the  part  of  London  gas  consumers,  that  by  some  occult 
means  their  quarterly  gas  accounts  had  considerably  in- 
creased, although  to  all  intents  and  purposes  they  were 
using  the  same  amount  of  gas  as  heretofore.  Professor 
Lewes  found,  by  certain  experiments,  that  the  height  of  a 
gas  flame  depends  upon  the  constituents  of  the  gas,  hydro- 
gen giving  a  very  short  flame,  and  methane,  or  marsh  gas,  a 
very  long  one,  the  flame  yielded  by  carbon  monoxide 
being  intermediate  between  the  two.  Now  it  has  become 
customary  to  use  higher  retort  temperatures  at  the 
gas  -  works,  and  this  increases  the  amount-  of  hydrogen 
in  the  gas  ;  and  one  of  the  companies  adopts  a  method 
of  enrichment  which  again  increases  the  proportion  of  hy- 
drogen, as  well  as  that  of  carbon  monoxide.  As  a  result, 
Londoners  get  a  gas  which  yields  a  short  flame,  and,  by 
force  of  habit,  they  use  the  biggest  flame  which  they  can 
attain  without  reaching  the  roaring  point.  They  get  more 
light  than  before  this  alteration  in  the  composition  of  the  gas, 
but  they  have  to  pay  for  it.  According  to  Professor  Lewes, 
Londoners  would  be  saved  three  million  pounds  per  annum 
by  the  use  of  unenriched  gas  :  and  he  asserts  that  no  one 
would  notice  the  slightest  difference  in  the  light  emitted. 


A  thriving  industry  in  Jersey  City  is  the  preparation  of 
stuffed  white  doves  for  funeral  emblems.  One  man  has  a 
practical  monopoly  of  the  trade,  and  at  certain  seasons  of 
the  year  he  has  as  many  as  twelve  hundred  birds  on  hand, 
all  without  a  single  black  feather  in  their  plumage.  The 
birds  are  collected  by  agents  in  and  around  the  neighbor- 
hood, and,  after  being  bought,  are  kept  for  a  few  days  on 
the  best  kind  of  feed  to  give  them  a  glossy  appearance. 
After  being  skinned,  the  bodies  of  the  birds  are  sold  to 
French  restaurants  in  New  York.  They  are  served  up  on 
the  menu  as  pigeons,  with  sauces  which  bear  a  fine  French 
name. 


The  close  alliance  between  anarchy  and  beer  was  brought 
out  by  the  interviews  of  a  Chicago  newspaper  with  the 
crowd  of  anarchists  whom  that  high-minded  patriot,  Gov- 
ernor Altgeld,  recently  released  from  prison.  All  of  these 
men  except  one  now  own  prosperous  saloons,  and  the  one 
exception  has  a  half-interest  in  a  saloon,  which  he  attends  to 
when  he  is  not  engaged  upon  the  paper  in  which  he  advo- 
ca^s  anarchistic  principles.  The  saloons  are  visited  by 
sight-seers  as  well  as  the  anarchists  in  Chicago.  All  of  the 
men  who  are  known  as  "  Altgeld's  pets  "  have  stepped  from 
poverty  into  affluence  and  wealth. 


The  Pall  Mall  Gasette  recently  asked  its  readers  to  name 
the  worst  railway  in  England.  And  one  English  kicker  an- 
swered thus  :  "  Sir  :  The  Southeastern  Railway  is  the  very 
worst  railway  in  the  world.  The  engines  are  asthmatic  ;  its 
lamps  are  trimmed  by  foolish  virgins  ;  its  fares  are  excessive; 
its  carriages  let  in  the  snow  in  winter,  and  are  furnaces  in 
summer  ;  its  motto  is  unpunctuality  ;  its  principal  station  is 
approached  through  the  neck  of  a  bottle.  It  ruins  the  tem- 
per, destroys  the  digestion,  and  enables  one  to  realize  the 
horrors  of  Dante's  '  Inferno.'  I  am,  sir,  yours  obediently, 
The  Worm  Who  Turns." 


The  French  Academy  has,  for  the  first  time  for  a  number 
of  years,  its  full  complement  of  members.  The  oldest 
member  of  the  forty  Immortals  is  M.  Legouve,  who  is 
nearly  eighty -eight  years  of  age.  M.  Paul  Bourget  is  the 
youngest  member,  and  is  in  his  forty-second  year. 


Only  four  of  the  survivors  of  Napoleon's  great  army  are 
still  alive  :  Jean  Jacques  Sabatier,  102  ;  Victor  Baillod  and 
Jean  Bousset,  101  :  and  Joseph  Rose,  100. 


OLD    FAVORITES. 


The  Bugle  Song. 
The  splendor  falls  on  castle  walls 

And  snowy  summits  old  in  story  ;     . 
The  long  light  shakes  across  the  lakes, 
And  the  wild  cataract  leaps  in  glory. 
Blow,  bugle,  blow  ;  set  the  wild  echoes  flying  ; 
Blow,  bugle  ;  answer,  echoes,  dying,  dying,  dying. 

O  hark,  O  hear  !  how  thin  and  clear, 

And  thinner,  clearer,  farther  going  '. 
O  sweet  and  far.  from  cliff  and  scar. 

The  horns  of  Elf-land  faintly  blowing ! 
But  let  us  hear  the  purple  glens  replying  : 
Blow,  bugle  ;  answer,  echoes,  dying,  dying,  dying. 

O  love,  they  die  in  yon  rich  sky, 

They  faint  on  hill,  or  field,  or  river  ; 
Our  echoes  roll  from  soul  to  soul, 
And  grow,  forever  and  forever. 
Blow,  bugle,  blow  ;  set  the  wild  echoes  flying, 
And  answer,  echoes,  answer,  dying,  dying,  dying. 

— Alfred  Tennyson. 


BEAUTY    AT    THE    BATH. 


The  Three  Troopers. 
Into  the  Devil  Tavern 

Three  booted  troopers  strode. 
From  spur  to  feather  spotted  and  splashed 

With  the  mud  .of  a  winter  road. 
Into  each  of  their  cups  they  dropped  a  crust 

And  stared  at  the  guests  with  a  frown  ; 
Then  drew  their  swords,  and  roared  for  a  toast : 
"  God  send  this  Crum-well  down  !" 

The    prentice  dropped  his  can  of  beer, 

The  host  turned  pale  as  a  clout ; 
The  ruby  nose  of  the  toping  squires 

Grew  white  at  the  wild  men's  shout. 
Then  into  their  cups  they  flung  the  crusts. 

And  showed  their  teeth  with  a  frown  ; 
They  flashed  their  swords  as  they  gave  the  toast  : 
"  God  send  this  Crum-well  down  !  " 

The  gambler  dropped  his  dog-eared  cards, 

The  waiting-woman  screamed. 
As  the  light  of  the  fire,  like  stains  of  blood, 

On  the  wild  men's  sabres  gleamed. 
Then  into  their  cups  they  splashed  their  crusts. 

And  cursed  the  fool  of  a  town, 
And  leaped  on  the  table  and  roared  a  toast : 
"  God  send  this  Crum-well  down  !  " 

Till  on  a  sudden  fire-bells  rang, 

And  the  troopers  sprang  to  horse. 
The  eldest  muttered,  between  his  teeth. 

Hot  curses,  deep  and  coarse. 
In  their  stirrup-cups  they  flung  the  crusts, 

And  cried,  as  they  spurred  through  the  town, 
With  their  keen  swords  drawn  and  their  pistols  cocked, 
"  God  send  this  Crum-well  down  !" 

Away  they  dashed  through  Temple  Bar, 

Their  red  cloaks  flowing  free  ; 
Their  scabbards  clashed  ;  each  back-piece  shone — 

None  liked  to  touch  the  three. 
The  silver  cup  that  held  the  crusts 
They  flung  to  the  startled  town. 
Shouting  again,  with  a  blaze  of  swords  : 
"  God  send  this  Crum-well  down  !  " 

— George  Walter  Thombury. 


How  They  Brought  the  Good  News  from  Ghent  to  Aix. 

I  sprang  to'  the  stirrup,  and  Joris  and  he  ; 

I  galloped,  Dirck  galloped,  we  galloped  all  three  ; 
'  God  speed!"  cried  the  watch  as  the  gate-bolts  undrew. 
'  Speed  !  "  echoed  the  wall  to  us  galloping  through  ; 

Behind  shut  the  postern,  the  lights  sank  to  rest, 

And  into  the  midnight  we  galloped  abreast. 

Not  a  word  to  each  other  ;  we  kept  the  great  pace 
Neck  and  neck,  stride  by  stride,  never  changing  our  place. 
T  turned  in  my  saddle  and  made  its  girths  tight. 
Then  shortened  each  stirrup  and  set  the  pique  right  ; 
Re-buckled  the  check-strap,  chained  slacker  the  bit  ; 
Nor  galloped  less  steadily  Roland  a  whit. 

'Twas  moonset  at  starting,  but  while  we  drew  near 

Lokeren,  the  cocks  crew,  and  twilight  dawned  clear; 

At  Boom,  a  great  yellow  star  came  out  to  see, 

At  Duffeld,  'twas  morning  as  plain  as  could  be  ; 

And  from  Mecheln  church-steeple  we  heard  the  half  chime  , 

So  Joris  broke  silence  with  "  Yet  there  is  time." 

At  Aerschot,  up  leaped  of  a  sudden  the  sun. 
And  against  him  the  cattle  stood  black  every  one 
To'  stare  through  the  mist  at  us  galloping  past. 
And  I  saw  my  stout  galloper,  Roland,  at  last, 
With  resolute  shoulders,  each  butting  away 
The  haze,  as  some  bluff  river  headland  its  spray. 

And  his  low  head  and  crest,  just  one  sharp  ear  bent  back 
For  my  voice,  and  the  other  pricked  out  on  his  track  ; 
And  one  eye's  black  intelligence — ever  that  glance 
O'er  its  white  edge  at  me,  its  own  master,  askance  ! 
And  the  thick  heavy  spume-flakes,  which  now  and  anon 
His  fierce  lips  shook  upward  in  galloping  on. 

By  Hasselt,  Dirck  groaned,  and  cried  Joris:  "Stay  spur! 
Your  Roos  galloped  bravely,  the  fault's  not  in  her. 
We'll  remember  at  Aix  "  ;    for  one  heard  the  quick  wheeze 
Of  her  chest,  saw  the  stretched  neck  and  staggering  knees. 
And  sunk  tail,  and  horrible  heave  of  the  flank. 
As  down  on  her  haunches  she  shuddered  and  sank. 

So  we  were  left  galloping,  Joris  and  I, 

Past  Looz  and  past  Tongres,  no  cloud  in  the  sky  ; 

The  broad  sun  above  laughed  a  pitiless  laugh, 

'Neath  our  feet  broke  the  brittle  white  stubble  like  chaff, 

Till  over  by  Dalhelm  a  dome-spire  sprang  white. 

And  "Gallop"  gasped  Joris,  "for  Aix  is  in  sight." 

'  How  they'll  greet  us  ! " — and  all  in  a  moment  his  roan 
Rolled  neck  and  croup  over,  lay  as  dead  as  a  stone. 
And  there  was  my  Roland  to  bear  the  whole  weight 
Of  the  news  that  alone  could  save  Aix  from  her  fate. 
With  his  nostrils  like  pits  full  of  blood  to  the  brim. 
And  with  circles  of  red  for  his  eye-sockets'  rim. 

Then  I  cast  loose  my  buff  coat,  each  holster  let  fall, 

Shook  off  both  my  jack-boots,  let  go  belt  and  all, 

Stood  up  in  the  stirrups,  leaned,  patted  his  ear, 

Called  my  Roland  his  pet  name,  my  horse  without  peer  ; 

Clapped  my  hands,  laughed  and  sang,  any  noise  bad  or  good, 

Till  at  length  into  Aix  Roland  galloped  and  stood. 

And  all  I  remember  is  friends  flocking  round. 
As  I  sat  with  his  head  'twixt  ray  knees  on  the  ground, 
And  no  voice  but  was  praising  this  Roland  of  mine. 
As  I  poured  down  his  throat  our  last  measure  of  wine, 
Which,  the  burgesses  voted,  by  common  consent, 
Was  no  more  than  his  due  who  brought  good  news  from  Ghent. 

— Robert  Browning. 


'Flaneur"  discusses  the  Female  Bathers  of  the  Present  Season — 

How  they  Learn  to  Swim — The  Latest  Wrinkles 

in  Bathing-Suits. 


The  soul  of  the  milliner  is  concentrated  on  bathing- 
dresses.  For  it  is  given  out  from  the  costumers  of  Paradise 
that,  this  year,  there  is  really  to  be  a  change  of  fashions  in 
such  suits — how  radical  remains  to  be  proved.  The  law 
has  been  laid  down  that  the  ideal  suit  is  the  one  which,  in  its 
revelations,  goes  to  the  line  where  propriety  steps  in  with  the 
warning  "  thus  far  and  no  further." 

Last  year's  suits  embraced  skirts  which  often  muffled  the 
ankles.  These  skirts  hampered  the  action  of  the  legs  in 
swimming,  and  when  they  were  made  of  silk,  they  had  a 
way  of  ballooning  which  gave  the  wearer  the  appearance  of 
a  toadstool,  with  her  outer  garment  floating  round  her  and 
hiding  none  of  the  charms  it  was  intended  to  conceaL  Now 
the  rule  is  peremptory  that  the  skirt  shall  end  a  couple  of 
inches  above,  and  the  drawers,  or  knickerbockers,  a  couple 
of  inches  below  the  knee.  They  may  be  made  of  flannel  in 
any  color,  or  of  serge,  or  black  alpaca,  which  is  becoming 
quite  popular,  as  it  sheds  the  water,  does  not  cling  to  the 
figure  like  flannel,  and  keeps  its  place  wet  or  dry-  Suits  of 
silk  are  seen  at  the  watering-places  ;  but  as  they  are  ruined 
when  they  are  wet,  they  are  generally  worn  by  ladies  who 
take  sun-baths  and  not  water-baths.  They  are  generally 
tight-fitting  and  are  worn  over  corsets,  which  are  not  donned 
to  compress  the  figure,  but  merely  to  give  it  a  comely  shape. 

A  blouse  which  has  been  much  admired  at  Narragansett 
is  made  of  black  serge,  with  white  trimmings  and  a  deep 
collar  and  fancy  neck-piece.  Another  blouse,  which  was 
seen  at  the  same  place,  was  of  mohair,  and  garments  of  the 
same  material  have  been  exhibited  at  the  Jersey  watering- 
places.  But  mohair,  while  it  sheds  the  water,  is  apt  to  be 
lifted  by  the  waves  and  to  stay  on  the  surface  instead  of  ful- 
filling its  duty  of  hiding  the  body  above  the  knee,  and  this 
defect  will  probably  be  fatal  to  its  use.  Yet  another  blouse, 
which  was  displayed  in  the  trousseau  of  a  bride,  was  of 
white  liberty  silk.  It  was  nine-gored,  corded  with  blue,  and 
was  of  the  regulation  length.  Below  it  were  full  Turkish 
trousers  of  blue  silk,  trimmed  with  lace  and  fastened  over 
white,  open-worked  silk  stockings  by  silver  garters.  Under 
it  was  an  ordinary  corset,  held  in  place  by  a  blue  silk  belt. 
The  stockings  tapered  to  silk  slippers.  One  wonders  what 
such  a  costume  will  resemble  after  a  tussle  with  the  waves. 

Quite  an  excitement  was  created,  a  few  weeks  ago,  by  an 
announcement  in  a  Paris  fashion  paper,  JUArt  de  la  Mode, 
that  Parisian  ladies  would  bathe  bare-legged  this  summer, 
protecting  their  feet  by  canvas  sandals.  The  innovation 
has  been  adopted  at  some  of  the  fashionable  bathing  and 
swimming-schools  in  this  city,  where  the  pupils  of  the  lead- 
ing finishing  schools  are  taught  the  noble  art  of  self- 
defense  in  the  water.  Swimming-teachers  say  that  a  girl 
can  learn  to  swim  much  easier  if  she  wears  no  stockings  and 
only  a  modicum  of  drawers,  than  if  her  body  is  incumbered 
with  clothing.  But  at  the  fashionable  beaches  this  fad  has 
made  no  progress.  And  this  is  not  through  fear  of  Mrs. 
Grundy.  The  bathing-master  at  Seabright  is  said  to  have 
expelled  from  his  dominion  a  lady  who  entered  the  water 
decollete  to  the  Patriarchs'  Ball's  standard.  But  no  son  of 
Neptune  has  objected  to  the  exhibition  of  a  pair  of  pretty 
legs  below  the  knee,  as  bare  as  they  came  from  the  Creator's 
hands.  When  a  boarding-school  girl  takes  her  first  lesson 
at  the  swimming- school,  she  blushes  as  she  looks  down  at 
her  bare  feet  and  pretty  white  legs  ;  but  when  she  has 
learned  to  strike  out,  she  is  grateful  for  being  relieved  of  so 
much  unnecessary  impedime?ita. 

Connoisseurs  say  that  women  are  natural  swimmers.  The 
only  reason  why  men  excel  them  at  the  art  is  that  the  former 
learn  without  the  drawback  of  clothing.  At  this  season,  the 
average  man  does  not  wear  more  clothing  in  the  street  than 
an  average  woman  wears  when  she  enters  the  water  at  a 
bathing-place.  Yet  most  men  know  how  difficult  it  is,  when 
they  are  thrown  into  the  water  accidentally,  to  handle  them- 
selves in  their  clothes,  so  as,  for  instance,  to  save  a  drowning 
person,  a  feat  which  they  would  perform  with  ease  in  pun's 
naturalibus.  Fashion  and  custom  stand  in  the  way  of  mak- 
ing women  good  swimmers.  Still,  such  ladies  as  Sirs.  John 
Jacob  Astor,  Miss  Gertrude  Potter,  Mrs.  George  Gould, 
Mrs.  Kendall,  and  Mrs.  Jenness  Miller  can  hold  their  own  in 
the  water  with  any  man. 

Much  may  be  hoped  from  the  development  of  the  new 
swimming-schools,  where  the  pupils  wear  nothing  but  a 
blouse,  without  a  skirt,  and  a  pair  of  drawers.  These  are 
taught  by  scientific  professors.  The  novice  enters  the  water 
with  a  band  buckled  round  her  waist  and  attached  to  a  rod 
suspended  from  the  ceiling  of  the  building.  The  band  holds 
her  body  by  the  centre  just  below  the  surface  of  the  water, 
and  here,  under  the  professor's  directions,  she  learns  how  to 
strike  out  with  arms  and  legs.  The  tendency  of  most 
novices  is  to  do  all  their  swimming  with  their  arms,  letting 
their  legs  trail  idle  behind  them  and  below  the  level 
of  their  bodies.  Again,  some  girls  will  swim  with 
their  legs  and  let  their  arms  hang  useless.  The 
teacher,  standing  close  by  on  the  edge  of  the  pool, 
warns  them  when  this  or  that  member  is  not  called 
into  action,  and  the  first  lesson  is  not  over  till  the  girl 
has  learned  that  it  is  really  quite  easy  to  keep  her  body  in  a 
horizontal  position  o*n  or  near  the  surface.  Then  the  second 
lesson  teaches  how  to  use  the  four  limbs  as  a  propelling 
force,  and  in  this  lesson  it  is  again  necessary  to  remind  the 
young  lady  that  fishes,  like  modern  screw- steamers,  are  pro- 
pelled by  the  tail,  and  that  the  office  of  the  chest  and  back- 
fins  is  to  give  direction  to  the  forward  movement  Swim- 
ming on  the  back,  treading  water,  and  floating  come  next, 
and  are  easily  acquired.  The  natural  form  of  swimming  for 
members  of  our  race  is  on  the  back.  No  one  ever  beard  of 
a  fish  which  turned  up  its  belly  to  swjm.  But 
not  scientific — more's  the  pity. 

New  York,  July  18,  1894. 


THE         ARGONAUT 


July  30,  1894. 


A    JOURNALIST'S    MEMOIRS. 


Passages  from  George  Augustus   Sala's    "Things  I  Have  Seen  and 

People  I  Have   Known  "—Anecdotes  of  Notables 

in  Letters  and  Bohemia. 


No  journalist  in  London  is  better  known  by  the  world  or 
knows  the  world  better  than  George  Augustus  Sala,  who  has 
been  an  important  figure  in  the  world  of  light  literature  in 
the  British  metropolis  from  the  days  of  Dickens  and  Thack- 
eray to  those  of  Aubrey  Beardsley  and  W.  W.  Astor. 
Naturally,  when  he  announced  he  was  writing  a  book  to  be 
called  "Things  I  Have  Seen  and  People  I  Have  Known,"  a 
lively  curiosity  was  aroused  in  both  hemispheres  ;  and,  now 
that  the  book  has  come  out,  it  is  found  that  hopes  for  a  de- 
lightful volume  are  more  than  realized. 

To  give  an  idea  of  the  scope  and  character  of  the  work, 
we  have  made  a  series  of  extracts  from  it,  commencing  with 
one  in  which  he  records  his  early  impressions  of  Thackeray. 
Says  Mr.  Sala  : 

I  need  scarcely  say  that  when  he  was  not  in  a  tetchy  temper,  caused 
by  extreme  physical  anguish,  Thackeray  was  one  of  the  most  de- 
lightful conversationalists  it  was  possible  to  imagine.  There  were 
very  few  subjects  indeed  on  which  he  could  not  talk,  and  talk  ad- 
mirably. He  was  as  fluent  in  the  French  and  in  the  German  as  in 
the  English  language.  He  had,  I  should  say,  a  fair  knowledge  of 
Italian.  He  was  never  tired  of  discoursing  about  books  and  book- 
men, about  pictures  and  painters,  about  etchers,  and  engravers,  and 
lithographers  ;  and,  moreover,  he  was  a  born  wit  and  a  brilliant  epi- 
grammatist. So  we  walked  and  talked  by  bustling  Knightsbridge  into 
crowded  Piccadilly,  and,  halting  just  opposite  Morell's,  the  well-known 
Italian  warehouse,  Thackeray  observed  that  he  was  about  to  order 
some  wine.  He  made  me  a  bow  which,  in  its  sweeping  stateliness, 
would  have  done  honor  to  Sir  Charles  Grandison,  concurrently  giving 
me  his  hand,  which  was  cold  enough  to  have  belonged  to  a  professor 
of  swimming  who  had  just  emerged  from  his  tank  ;  and  then  he 
stalked  over  the  way,  leaving  in  my  mind  a  perplexed  impression 
that  he  had  suddenly  forgotten  who  I  was,  or  that,  knowing  me,  he 
had  arrived  at  the  conclusion  that  I  was  a  confounded  bore,  and  that 
the  sooner  he  got  rid  of  me  the  better  it  would  be.  When  I  came  to 
know  him  intimately,  I  fully  understood  the  reason  for  these  sudden 
reactions  of  apparent  hauteur  and  "stand-offishness."  It  was  only 
his  way.  He  could  not  help  that  which  probably  was  due  either  to 
an  acute  spasm  of  bodily  pain  or  the  sudden  passing  of  a  black  cloud 
across  the  mind  of  one  who,  although  he  could  be  upon  occasion  full 
of  fun  and  frolic,  was  not,  I  should  say,  on  the  whole,  altogether  a 
happy  man. 

Some  of  Mr.  Sala's  first  literary  work  was  the  writing  of 
articles  for  the  Cornhill  Magazine,  edited  by  Thackeray 
and  published  by  Mr.  George  Smith,  of  the  firm  of  Smith 
&  Elder,  of  whom  we  read  : 

He  was  a  festive  bibliopole  ;  and  once  a  month  the  contributors  to 
and  the  artists  of  the  Cornhill  were  bidden  to  a  sumptuous  banquet, 
held  at  a  house  in  Hyde  Park  Square.  I  well  remember  the  first  Corn- 
hill  dinner.  Thackeray,  of  course,  was  in  the  chair  ;  and  on  his  left 
hand  I  think  there  sat  a  then  well-known  baronet,  Sir  Charles  Taylor. 
On  the  president's  right  was  good  old  Field-Marshal  Sir  John 
Burgoyne.  Then  we  had  Richard  Monckton  Milnes,  soon  to  be 
Lord  Houghton  ;  Frederick  Leigh  ton  and  John  Everett  Millais,  both 
young,  handsome  men.  already  celebrated  and  promising  to  be 
speedily  famous.  I  think  George  H.  Lewes  was  there  ;  but  I  am 
sure  that  Robert  Browning  was.  Anthony  Trollope  was  very  much 
to  the  fore,  contradicting  everybody  ;  afterward  saying  kind  things 
to  everybody,  and  occasionally  going  to  sleep  on  sofas  or  chairs,  or 
leaning  against  sideboards,  and  even  somnolent  while  standing  erect 
on  the  hearth-rug.  I  never  knew  a  man  who  could  take  so  many 
spells  of  "forty  winks"  at  unexpected  moments,  and  then  turn 
up  quite  wakeful,  alert,  and  pugnacious,  as  the  author  of  "  Bar- 
chester  Towers." 

Lovers  of  Dickens,  and  even  those  who  do  not  acknowl- 
edge his  spell,  will  find  the  chapter  devoted  to  him  exceed- 
ingly interesting.  In  1836,  "G.  A.  S."  was  living  with  his 
mother  opposite  the  St.  James's  Theatre.  Braham  had 
brought  out  an  English  piece,  the  music  by  Mr.  John  Hullah, 
the  libretto  by  Charles  Dickens.  It  is  the  well-known 
"  Village  Coquettes."  Sala  was  then  a  child  of  ten  ;  but  his 
tenacious  memory  enables  him  to  recall  the  time  : 

I  can  hum  most  of  the  melodies  in  "  The  Village  Coquettes"  now; 
I  can  remember  the  words  of  most  of  the  songs  ;  I  can  see  John 
Braham,  who  personated  a  wicked  squire  in  a  scarlet  velvet  hunting- 
frock,  and  John  Parry,  Jr.,  in  rustic  garb  and  preposterous  wig,  with 
long  ringlets  which  "  wobbled  "  over  his  brow,  and  who  sang  a  song 
denouncing  the  wicked  squire's  threat  to  turn  away  from  his  farm  Mr. 
John  Parry's  operatic  father.  After  the  performance,  our  nurse- 
housekeeper — in  those  simple  days  nurses  often  remained  in  fam- 
ilies till  their  young  charges  were  almost  grown  up  ;  and  these  ex- 
cellent creatures  were,  in  a  multitude  of  cases,  not  only  domestics, 
but  household  friends — took  me  behind  the  scenes,  where  I  was  pat- 
ted on  the  head  by  Braham  and  chucked  under  the  chin  by  John  Pritt 
Harley,  a  comic  actor  of  rare  power,  who  was  also  stage-manager  at 
the  St.  James's  ;  and  where  I  found  my  mother  talking  to  a  very 
young  gentleman,  with  long,  brown  hair  falling  in  silky  masses  over 
his  temples  ;  with  eyes  which,  young  as  I  was,  at  once  struck  me  as 
full  of  power  and  strong  will,  and  with  a  touching  expression  of  sweet- 
ness and  kindliness  on  his  lips. 

The  "very  young  gentleman  with  long  brown  hair"  was 
Charles  Dickens,  one  of  whose  faults  was  that  he  had  a 
vulgar  love  of  being  overdressed.  At  an  evening  party  in 
his  own  house  one  night,  he  appeared  in  a  dress-suit  with 
lining  of  some  very  outrageous  hue — crimson  or  purple,  or 
something  of  that  kind — and  soon  he  was  so  unmercifully 
chaffed  even  by  his  own  relatives  that  he  had  to  go  upstairs 
and  change  the  offensive  garment.  Delicately,  but  clearly 
enough,  Sala  confesses  to  the  truth  of  this  charge — "  He 
dressed,"  he  says,  "up  to  the  very  height  of  the  existing 
fashion."     But  Sala  has  an  excellent  defense  : 

He  is  not  to  be  blamed,  I  should  say,  for  having  done  so.  He  was 
feeling  his  life  in  every  limb,  and  enjoying  its  bright  side  and  Us 
good  things.  After  an  unhappy  childhood  and  a  laborious  and,  com- 
paratively speaking,  indigent  youth,  he  had  suddenly,  through  his 
own  wonderful  genius,  wholly  unaided  and  unpatronized  by  the  noble 
or  the  wealthy,  turned  the  corner,  to  find  himself  pacing  a  highway 
of  roses  and  with  Old  Time  trudging  by  his  side  looking  kindly  on 
the  youthful  traveler,  and  gently  holding  the  hour-glass,  which  was, 
in  truth,  inevitable  ;  but  in  which,  to  "  Boz,"  the  sands  were  as  dia- 
mond-dust that  sparkled  as  they  passed. 

The  following  passage,  contrasting  Thackeray  and 
Dickens  as  conversationalists,  is  especially  interesting  : 

To  talk  to  Dickens  was  a  vastly  different  thing  from  talking  to 
Thackeray.  The  author  of  "Vanity  Fair"  was  a  master  of  anec- 
dote, persiflage,  and  repartee  ;  he  was  a  varied  and  fluent  linguist  ; 
he  was  a  lover  and  practitioner  of  art ;  he  was  saturated  with  seven- 
teenth and  eighteenth-century  literature,  both  French  and  English  ; 
and  he  could  hold  his  own  with  such  masters  of  conversation  as 
Abraham  Hayward  and  Richard  Monckton  Milnes  (Lord  Houghton), 
and  with  such  a  formidable  epigrammatist  and  wit  as  Douglas 
Jerrold  Dickens,  on  the  other  hand,  seldom  talked  at  length  on 
literature,   either  of  the  present  or  the  past.     He  very  rarely  said 


anything  about  art ;  and,  for  what  is  usually  termed  "high  art,"  I 
think  that  he  had  that  profound  contempt  which  is  generally  the  out- 
come of  lack  of  learning.  Indeed,  when  I  first  visited  Venice  and 
wrote  for  him  an  article  called  "A  Poodle  at  the  Prow" — my  text 
being  a  gondola  on  the  Grand  Canal  and  the  gondolier's  dog — he 
expressed  himself  as  especially  pleased  with  my  production  on  the 
ground  that  it  contained  "no  cant  about  art."  What  he  liked  to 
talk  about  was  the  latest  new  piece  at  the  theatres,  the  latest  excit- 
ing trial  or  pqlice  case,  the  latest  social  craze  or  social  swindle,  and 
especially  the  latest  murder  and  the  newest  thing  in  ghosts.  He  de- 
lighted in  telling  short,  droll  stories  and  occasionally  indulging  in 
comic  similes  and  drawing  waggish  parallels.  He  frequently  touched 
on  political  subjects — always  from  that  which  was  then  a  strong 
Radical  point  of  view,  but  which  at  present,  I  imagine,  would  be 
thought  more  Conservative  than  Democratic  ;  but  his  conversation, 
I  am  bound  to  say  once  for  all.  did  not  rise  above  the  amusing  com- 
monplaces of  a  very  shrewd,  clever  man  of  the  world,  with  the  heart- 
iest of  hatred  for  shams  and  humbugs. 

Here  is  an  interesting  glimpse  of  some  of  the  great  figures 
of  the  earlier  part  of  the  century.  Sala  has  received  an  in- 
vitation to  one  of  the  dinners  at  the  office  of  Household 
Words,  which  were  given  periodically.  "  The  repasts  were 
not  suppers,  but  dinners — substantial  dinners  sent  in  from  an 
hotel  close  by"  : 

Dickens  was,  of  course,  in  the  chair,  and  W.  H.  Wills  in  the  vice- 
chair.  Then  there  would  also  be  often  present  a  white-haired  old 
gentleman,  Mr.  Charles  Knight,  of  whom,  when  I  was  a  boy,  I 
always  used  to  think  as  sole  author  of  the  Penny  Magazine,  the 
"  Penny  Cyclopaedia,"  and  the  "  Pictorial  History  of  England"  ;  if 
he  was  not,  indeed,  in  his  sole  self,  the  incarnation  of  the  entire  Sor 
ciety  for  the  Diffusion  of  Useful  Knowledge.  Another  tall,  white- 
headed  veteran  do  I  also  remember.  This  was  Leigh  Hunt.  He 
had  been  granted  a  handsome  pension  in  his  old  age,  and  was  living 
as  comfortably  as  ever  a  man  of  his  desultory  temperament  could 
live,  somewhere  in  Kensington,  of  which  Old  Court  suburb  he  wrote 
some  delightful  sketches  in  Household  Words,  I  remember  that  he 
came  to  Wellington  Street,  not  in  a  cab  or  a  brougham,  but  in  one  of 
those  anomalous  vehicles  that  sometimes  still  make  their  appearance 
at  weddings,  and  which  used  to  be  known  as  "  glass  coaches."  Leigh 
Hunt,  however,  honestly  qualified  his  conveyance  as  a"  fly."  He 
had  rather  a  stately  and  old-fashioned  manner  of  discourse,  and  as 
stately  and  old-fashioned  were  his  gestures  and  general  port  and 
mien.  1  am  not  exactly  certain  as  to  whether  there  was  a  piano  in 
the  dining-room.  Perhaps  there  was  one,  in  view  of  the  ladies' 
nights,  of  which  I  have  spoken,  since  I  have  a  dim  remembrance  of 
Hunt  rising  toward  the  close  of  the  evening  and  telling  us  that  he 
would  sing  us  an  Italian  song,  which  he  had  used  to  sing  to  Byron — 
he  pronounced  the  poet's  name  Birron — and  Shelley.  Only  once  did 
1  meet  the  author  of  "  Rimini "  at  Dickens's  table,  and  that  meeting 
must  have  been  in  the  early  days  of  my  connection  with  "  H.  W."  In 
1852,  "  Bleak  House"  was  published  ;  and  in  that  work  there  was  a 
character  called  Harold  Skimpole,  whom  people  persisted  in  identify- 
ing with  Byron's  friend. 

At  one  of  those  dinners,  "  G.  A.  S."  also  met  the  original 
of  one  of  Dickens's  most  famous  characters.  This  was  "a 
clean-shaven,  farmer-like,  elderly  individual,  Inspector  Field, 
of  the  detective  force  "  : 

There  was  something,  but  not  much,  of  Dickens's  Inspector 
Bucket  about  Inspector  Field  ;  and  I  venture  to  think  that  he  was  a 
much  acuter  and  astuter  detective  in  "  Bleak  House  "  than  he  was  in 
real  life.  On  the  whole,  he  reminded  me  forcibly  of  one  of  the  old 
Bow  Street  runners,  with  more  than  one  of  whom  I  was  on  friendly 
terms  in  my  harum-scarum  youth  ;  and  Bow  Street  runners  of  the 
old  days  have  been  crystallized  by  Dickens  in  the  Blathers  and  Duff 
in  "  Oliver  Twist."  Dickens  had  a  curious  and  almost  morbid  par- 
tiality for  communing  with  and  entertaining  police  officers.  I  was 
once  present  at  the  office  of  "  H.  W."  at  a  solemn  sederunt  of 
inspectors  and  superintendents,  who,  over  sherry-and-water  and 
cigars,  narrated  with  due  official  discretion  their  experiences  of 
Bow  Street  and  Marlborough  Street.  Their  conversation  was  welded 
into  an  article,  which  subsequently  appeared  in  the  periodical. 
Dickens  seemed  always  at  his  ease  with  these  personages,  and  was 
never  tired  of  questioning  them.  Mr.  Field,  shortly  after  I  made  his 
acquaintance,  retired  on  superannuation  and  enlivened  the  well- 
earned  leisure  of  his  declining  years  by  the  pleasant  and  sometimes 
— but  not  always — profitable  pursuit  of  bill-discounting. 

There  was  no  mental  stagnation  and  no  uniformity  of  life 
in  the  'fifties,  when  Dickens's  young  men  were  young  men 
still.  Here  is  a  description  of  the  method  of  life  by  one  of 
the  few  survivors  : 

It  happened,  by  a  curious  concatenation — don't  laugh  at  me  for 
using  the  long-tailed  word  :  it  is  in  Ben  Jonson — of  circumstances, 
that  there  were  gathered  together  in  Paris,  in  1855-6,  and  continually 
traveling  backward  and  forward  between  London  and  the  Gay  City, 
at  least  a  dozen  young  Britons,  most  of  whom  were  either  regular 
members  of  the  staff  of  Household  Words  or  casual  contributors  to  its 
columns  ;  and  who  might,  without  much  outrage  to  terminology,  be 
called  "  Anglo- Parisian  Cockneys  "  ;  that  is  to  say,  they  one  and  all 
spoke  French  almost  as  fluently  as  they  did  English,  and  they  were 
as  thoroughly  well  acquainted  with  that  section  of  Cockaigne  which 
was  known  as  "  Bohemia"  on  the  banks  of  the  Seine,  as  they  were 
with  Bohemian  Cockneydom  on  the  shores  of  the  Thames.  The 
Quartier  Latin  or  the  Rue  de  Seine  was  on  what  we  used  to  call  the 
"  Surrey  side  of  the  river."  Some  of  us — for  of  that  bright  band  I 
was  an  obscure  member — even  strayed  so  far  as  the  Place  de  Luxem- 
bourg ;  but  most  frequently  it  was  in  the  Rue  de  l'Ecole  de  Medicine 
or  in  the  Rue  St.  Jacques  that  we  took  up  our  abode,  often  up  five 
pair  of  stairs.  Beranger  has  told  us  in  immortal  verse  how  happy 
one  can  be  in  a  garret  at  the  age  of  twenty  ;  and  we,  whose  ages 
ranged  from  twenty  to  twenty-eight,  did  not  belie  the  sentiment  con- 
veyed in  the  poet's  refrain.  Blanchard  Jerrold,  as  I  have  said,  we 
had  but  seldom  with  us  ;  but  as  permanent  companions  and  chums 
were  Robert  Barnabas  Brough,  Henry  Sutherland  Edwards,  William 
Brough,  Augustus  and  Julius  Mayhew — the  brothers  of  Henry  May- 
hew,  the  great  and  shamefully  ignored  compiler  of  that  amazing 
human  document,  "  London  Labor  and  the  London  Poor."  We  read 
the  French  papers  as  attentively  as  we  did  the  English  ones,  and  one 
of  our  number,  Edwards,  contributed  articles  in  French  to  the  then 
young  and  struggling  Figaro.  We  lived  altogether  "  a  la  Francaise  " ; 
repaired  on  the  rare  evenings,  when  we  had  any  surplus  cash,  to 
the  Closerie  des  Lilas  or  the  Chaumiere,  to  laugh  and  smoke 
and  see  the  ' '  Chahut "  or  the  ' '  Tulipe  Orageuse "  danced 
by  adventurous  practitioners  on  the  light  fantastic  toe  ;  and  we 
were  all  as  poor  as  Job  and  as  merry  as  grigs.  .  .  .  Dinner, 
happily,  was  not  a  wholly  unrealizable  quantity.  There  was  on 
the  other  side  of  the  river,  in  the  Rue  de  la  Michodiere,  a  little 
cremerie,  or  shop,  for  the  sale  of  milk,  eggs,  cheese,  butter,  and  the 
like,  kept  by  a  good  old  lady  whom,  although  she  was  a  spinster,  we 
called  "Madame"  Busque.  She  was  an  admirable  cook;  and  in 
the  little  dark  room  behind  her  shop  she  would  serve  to  six  or  eight 
of  us,  at  a  ridiculously  low  tariff,  little  dinners  which  were  simply 
triumphs  of  la  haute  cuisine  bourgeoise.  Not  all  her  customers  were 
English.  They  comprised  a  few  Americans,  who  afterward  rose  to 
great  distinction  ;  and  among  her  transatlantic  guests  I  have  met 
Horace  Greeley.  Now,  Mme.  Busque  gave  "tick"  in  the  blithest 
possible  manner  to  her  customers.  She  knew  that  they  would  all 
pay  when  they  could  ;  but,  unfortunately,  the  good  old  lady  was  not 
rich,  and  her  resources  were  sometimes  within  measurable  distance 
of  exhaustion  through  the  credit  which  she  gave  ;  and  some  of  us, 
who  were  most  deeply  on  the  wrong  side  of  her  ledger,  felt  bound, 
in  common  conscience,  to  stay  on  the  "  Surrey  side  "  and  to  abstain 
from  availing  ourselves  too  frequently  of  her  hospitality  until  we 
could  give  her  some  "  money  on  account." 

On  this  desperate  and  famished  youth  Dickens  descended, 
as  Zeus  descended  upon  Danae.  The  moment  he  arrived, 
every  Bohemian  knew  what  to  expect.     Says  "  G.  A.  S."  : 

We  knew  well  enough  that  the  chief  would  like  to  see  his  young 
men  ;  that  he  would  be  eager  to  hear  from  us  all  that  was  going  on 


in  the  way  of  fun  and  adventure  in  Paris  ;  that  he  would  ask  us  to 
luncheon  and  to  dinner,  either  at  his  own  apartments,  or  at  the 
"  swell"  restaurant  in  the  Palais  Royal,  or  on  those  boulevards  which 
the  exigent  condition  of  our  finances  usually  forbade  us  from  patron- 
izing. More  than  one  of  us,  on  reading  an  entrefilet  in  the  Constitu- 
tionnel  or  the  Dtbats  that  the  "  Illustre  Romancier,  M.  Dickens,"  or 
"  Lord  Charles  Boz,"  had  arrived  in  Paris,  and  had  "  descended"  at 
a  given  hotel  or  private  mansion,  felt  a  cheerful  glow  of  anticipation 
in  the  remembrance  that  Dickens  was,  from  the  Household  Words 
point  of  view,  a  beneficent  necromancer,  whose  magic  wand  could 
waft  into  our  empty  pockets  the  blessed  boon  called  "money  on 
account." 

"  Money  on  account "  played  a  large  part  in  the  economy 
of  House/told  Words.  W.  H.  Wills,  the  assistant-editor, 
drew  the  line  up  to  which  the  contributor  might  overdraw  at 
twenty  pounds  : 

After  that  he  would  write  you  a  humorous  note,  which  did  not  con- 
tain a  check,  but  which  hinted  that  it  was  a  law  of  the  Medes  and 
Persians  at  the  office  of  Household  Words  that,  before  any  more 
money  was  transmitted  to  you,  a  certain  commodity,  called  "copy," 
must  have  been  received  in  Wellington  Street,  Strand. 

But  Mr.  Wills  was  at  once  overruled  when  Dickens  got 
to  Paris  : 

He  knew  well  enough  that  he  would  get  the  necessary  ' '  copy  "  out 
of  us  sooner  or  later  ;  although,  at  the  end  of  one  exceptionally 
disastrous  financial  year,  when  I  was  no  less  than  seventy  pounds  to 
the  bad,  he  laughingly  suggested  that  a  sponge  should  be  applied  to 
the  slate,  and  that  then  "  we  could  begin  again  "  quite  comfortably. 
I  need  scarcely  say  that  I  at  once  and  unreservedly  acquiesced  in  this 
cheery  proposal. 

During  the  Civil  War,  Mr.  Sala  was  sent  to  this  country 
as  special  correspondent.  It  is  hardly  necessary  to  say  that 
the  chapter  dealing  with  Mr.  Sala's  experiences  as  a  journal- 
ist in  America  is  full  of  good  things.  He  saw  everybody  and 
everything.  Jokes  and  funny  stories  were  rife,  and  their 
nature  may  be  judged  by  this  extract : 

In  Senator  Bayard  is  vested  the  copyright  of  the  story  of  a  well- 
known  New  York  humorist,  who  occasionally  indulged  too  freely  in 
the  vintages  of  Epernay,  and  who,  being  asked  to  dinner  by  Mr. 
Bayard  at  his  house  in  Washington,  was  observed  by  his  host,  who 
had  himself  walked  home  with  him,  to  be  attentively  counting  the 
number  of  steps  in  the  high  "stoop,"  or  flight  of  stairs,  in  front  of 
the  mansion.  "  What  on  earth  are  you  counting  those  steps  for?" 
asked  the  senator.  "  Got  to  come  down  again  !  "  was  the  reply  of  the 
prescient  humorist  and  admirer  of  "  Extra  Dry." 

In  1864  "our  special  correspondent"  was  sent  to  watch  the 
war  in  Mexico,  when  the  Federal  gunboats  were  blockading 
all  the  Southern  ports.  During  the  run  from  New  York 
to  Havana,  Mr.  Sala's  ship  was  boarded  three  times,  the 
commander  of  one  being  good  enough  to  fire  a  shot  into  the 
bows  because  the  skipper  had  not  at  once  obeyed  the  signal 
to  lay  to  : 

The  skipper,  the  first  officer,  and  a  select  party  of  passengers  were 
playing  a  cheerful  game  of  poker  when  the  shot  from  the  Federal 
cruiser  came  crashing  into  the  timbers  forward.  It  was  a  lieutenant 
from  the  gunboat  who  boarded  us,  and  he  talked  at  first  in  a  very 
menacing  manner  ;  but  when  our  captain  had  conducted  the  gallant 
son  of  Neptune  to  his — the  captain's  own — cabin,  he  emerged  there- 
from about  ten  minutes  afterward,  with  an  expression  of  perfect  con- 
fidence and  satisfaction  on  his  manly  countenance.  Of  course  the 
steamer's  papers  had  been  submitted  to  him  and  found  to  be  in  proper 
order  ;  still,  unless  I  gravely  err,  he  had  had  another  cause  for  com- 
placency. "You  see,  sir,"  explained  our  thoughtful  skipper,  "  when 
these  navy  chaps  that  does  the  blockading  want  a  drink  of  whisky, 
they  just  bear  down  on  the  first  passenger  steamer  they  sight,  and 
overhaul  her  to  make  sure  that  she  isn't  a  blockade-runner.  It  was 
right  good  Bourbon  that  I  gave  that  leeftenant." 

One  of  the  most  readable  chapters  of  this  most  read- 
able book  is  devoted  to  a  description  of  "  The  Fast  Life 
of  the  Past,"  and  a  comparison  of  it  with  the  fast  life  of 
to-day  : 

Generally  speaking,  I  incline  to  the  impression  that  what  little 
"fast"  life  we  have  left  among  us  in  the  upper  ranks  of 'society 
has  had  its  roughness  materially  modified  by  the  habit  of  donning 
evening-dress  on  the  slightest  provocation,  of  smoking  cigarettes, 
of  wearing  gardenias  in  the  button-hole,  and  of  drinking  lemon 
squashes,  or  at  least  modicums  of  ardent  spirits  largely  diluted  with 
aerated  waters.  A  gentleman  in  a  sable  swallow-tail  coat,  a  white 
cravat,  a  snowy  shirt-front,  with  a  diamond  stud  in  the  centre,  and  a 
Gibus  hat,  thinks  twice  before  he  "  punches"  the  heads  of  cabmen 
and  defies  police-constables  to  single  combat  ;  and  when  we  remem- 
ber that  the  present  time  is  one  in  which  even  prize-fighters  appear 
in  evening-dress,  I  think  there  is  something  in  my  contention  that 
"fast"  life  in  1894  is  altogether  more  polished,  more  refined,  and 
perhaps  a  little  less  courageous  and  dare-devil  than  the  roaring  horse- 
play and  the  coarse  dissoluteness  of  the  past. 

Mr.  Sala  tells  several  stories  about  famous  and  infamous 
money-lenders  of  some  thirty-odd  years  ago,  among  them 
the  following  : 

Somewhere  in  a  street  off  the  Strand,  between  Waterloo  Bridge 
and  the  Adelphi,  there  flourished,  when  I  was  quite  a  young  man, 
another  facetious  usurer  whom  I  will  call  Mr.  Thorough — he  did 
things  so  very  completely.  He  had  a  front  office  and  a  back  office, 
the  last  his  own  private  sanctum,  which  was,  so  far  as  1  recollect,  de- 
void of  any  furniture  except  the  bureau  at  which  he  sat,  an  iron  safe, 
a  couple  of  chairs,  and  a  hanging  book-shelf,  on  which  reposed  an 
army  list,  a  navy  list,  a  clergy  list,  and  "  Boyle's  Court  Guide."  His 
humor  was  peculiar.  When  you  called  upon  him  with  some  stamped 
paper  which  you  were  anxious  to  get  discounted,  his  first  proceeding 
was  to  unlock  a  drawer,  lake  out  his  check-book,  flourish  it  in  your 
sight,  replace  the  book  in  the  drawer,  lock  it,  and  then,  putting  his 
hands  in  his  pockets,  cheerfully  address  you  in  this  wise  :  "  Well,  my 
buck,  and  what  might  you  want  with  me?"  You  replied  that  yo.j 
wanted  a  bill  discounted.  Impossible  .'  There  was  no  money  in 
London — absolutely  no  money  in  London.  "  Still,"  he  would  con- 
tinue, on  being  further  pressed,  "  there  will  be  no  harm  in  taking 
just  a  peep  at  the  young  'un.  Has  she  got  the  name  of  the  governor 
of  the  Bank  of  England  on  her  back?" 

No  book  of  Mr.  Sala's  would  be  complete  without  some 
reference  to  things  edible  or  potable  ;  and  though  we  have 
no  room  for  any  of  the  stories  of  famous  dinners,  diners,  and 
cooks,  we  can  not  omit  the  following  passage,  which  shows 
how  fashion  dominates  even  such  things  as  whisky  and 
wine : 

Business,  however,  is  business  ;  and  in  the  days  of  which  I  speak 
very  few  business  transactions  could  be  begun  or  terminated  without 
the  agency  of  what  was  conventionally  known  as  "  a  pint  of  wine." 
Frequently  the  pint  became  a  quart,  and  not  infrequently  brandy 
and  hot  water  was  considered  as  a  convertible  beverage  for  the  juice 
of  the  grape.  When  I  speak  of  brandy  and  water,  I  may  add  that 
it  was  almost  invariably  brown  brandy — precisely  that  brown  brandy 
which  my  mother  used  to  mingle  with  her  Christmas  plum-puddings, 
and  which  is  understood  by  the  Americans  when  they  order  "  soda 
and  dark  bottom."  To  drink  pale  brandy,  or  cognac,  was  looked 
upon  as  an  affectation  ;  and  not  one  Englishman  out  of  a  hundred 
ever  touched  whisky,  either  the  Irish  or  the  Scotch  variety. 

It  is  a  delightful  volume,  with  not  a  dull  page  in  it.  A 
score  of  passages  taken  at  random  would  be  as  readable  as 
those  quoted  above,  which  have  been  chosen  as  much  to 
show  the  range  of  the  book  as  for  their  intrinsic  interest. 


July  30,  1894. 


THE        ARGONAUT. 


THE    ELYSIAN   FIELDS    OF   PARIS. 


Our   Correspondent    on    the    Champs-Elysees    and    its    Cafes-Chan- 

tants— People  who  Go  There  and  Shows  they  See — 

Origin  of  the  Cafe-Chantant. 

The  changes  which  take  place  in  the  physiognomy  of  the 
Champs-Elysees  in  the  period  of  time  described  by  the 
phrase  "twice  around  the  clock"  might  be  taken  as  an 
abridgment  of  the  various  phases  of  the  life  of  Paris.  Like 
Hyde  Park,  in  London,  the  "Elysian  Fields"  are  the  habit- 
ual resort  of  the  highest  and  the  lowest,  of  the  millionaire 
and  of  the  beggar.  You  might  choose  the  Champs-Elysees 
at  any  hour  of  the  day  and  find  plenty  of  material  "to  point 
a  moral  or  adorn  a  tale."  For  the  moment  I  will  say  noth- 
ing about  the  horses  and  carriages,  bankers  and  embassa- 
dors, duchesses  and  drolesses,  who  go  and  return  from  the 
Bois  every  day  in  the  course  of  the  afternoon.  We  shall 
suppose  that  all  these  estimable  and  disreputable  people 
have  returned  to  their  private  abodes.  Some  of  them,  per- 
haps, have  stayed  to  eat  an  indifferent  dinner  at  Ledoyen's, 
but,  speaking  generally,  the  aristocracy  of  birth,  wealth,  and 
infamy  have  retired  from  the  scene,  and  their  place  has  been 
taken  by  others. 

Apropos  of  Ledoyen's,  I  take  the  occasion  to  protest 
against  the  abuse  that  the  Restaurant  Ledoyen  makes  of  its 
reputation.  Charmingly  situated  in  the  midst  of  the 
Champs-Elysees,  it  is  naturally  a  favorite  resort  of  the  Pari- 
sian and  of  the  stranger  who  wishes  to  breathe  a  little  fresh 
air  while  he  is  dining.  The  run  of  customers  is  therefore 
steady,  and,  during  the  fine  season,  the  restaurant  is  bound 
to  do  a  good  business.  The  prices,  I  must  admit,  are  not  ex- 
cessive, as  prices  go,  and  the  food  is  of  good  quality,  but  the 
service  is  execrable  :  the  dishes  are,  as  a  rule,  cold  ;  the 
table  utensils,  such  as  vinegar-cruets  and  water-bottles,  are 
insufficient ;  and  the  decoration  and  lighting  of  the  estab- 
lishment are  painfully  mean.  Whenever  there  is  any  press 
of  business,  as,  for  instance,  on  Sundays  and  fete-days,  all 
the  customers  suffer  from  the  general  disorder.  This  is  only 
another  instance  of  the  long-suffering  patience  of  the  Pari- 
sians.    They  never  think  of  complaining. 

About  seven  o'clock  in  the  evening  the  aspect  of  the 
Champs-Elysees  changes.  The  small  folk — the  bourgeois, 
the  shop-boys,  the  student,  the  workman  in  his  blouse  and 
silk  cap  ballooning  out  into  strange  excrescences,  the  work- 
girls,  with  their  pale  cheeks  and  lively  eyes — come  forth  in 
swarms  to  air  their  wear)'  lungs  in  the  coolness  of  the  evening. 
The  sun  sets  behind  the  Arc  de  Triomphe,  shedding  a 
golden-red  aureole  around  that  monument  of  triumphant 
bloodshed.  In  the  opposite  direction,  the  Luxor  obelisk 
grows  dimmer  and  dimmer  against  the  darkening  horizon. 
The  gas-lamps  on  the  Place  de  la  Concorde  and  along  the 
Avenue  des  Champs-Elysees  begin  to  flicker,  and  soon  the 
illumination  becomes  general  and  more  and  more  wonderful 
as  one  advances. 

Between  the  trees  we  see  fair)'  palaces  seemingly  built  of 
light.  The  facades,  the  walls,  the  doors,  the  windows,  the 
terraces,  the  architectural  decoration,  all  appear  to  be  con- 
structed of  flaming  gas.  Garlands  of  lights  and  shining 
inscriptions  meet  us  at  every  step.  Here  and  there  red 
and  blue  lights  are  intermingled  like  rubies  and  sapphires 
among  the  strings  t>f  monster  pearls  that  hang  from  tree  to 
tree.  The  trees  themselves  seem  to  assume  a  strange 
phosphorescent,  theatrical  verdancy,  and  the  sky  reflects 
back  the  weird  glare.  At  intervals  the  vibrating  tones  of 
the  cor  de  diasse  are  heard  echoing  through  the  trees,  al- 
ways on  the  verge  of  discord  and  yet  still  keeping  within 
the  limits  of  what,  I  suppose,  may  be  called  woodland 
harmony.  Soon  the  same  sounds  are  heard  in  another 
direction,  and  then  in  another.  Meanwhile,  the  cabs  rolling 
across  the  Place  de  la  Concorde  and  down  the  various 
avenues  keep  up  a  continuous  and  bewildering  roar.  •  We 
are  in  the  world  of  the  famous  cafes-chantants. 

An  inclosed  space  surrounded  with  a  bank  of  earth  planted 
with  shrubs  and  trees  ;  at  one  end  a  restaurant,  where  you 
can  dine  expensively  and  more  or  less  satisfactorily  ;  at  the 
other  end  an  elevated  stage,  with  footlights  and  a  place  for  the 
orchestra,  and,  in  the  intervening  space,  rows  of  iron  chairs, 
in  front  of  which  runs  a  narrow  shelf  on  which  to  place  the 
consommations.  Such  is  the  material  part  of  a  cafe-chanta?it. 
The  human  part  consists  of  the  audience,  the  actors  and 
singers,  the  orchestra,  the  waiters,  and  two  or  three  miscel- 
laneous people  who,  in  the  intervals,  wander  up  and  down 
the  alley  between  the  rows  of  chairs  selling  songs.  To  most 
of  the  cafes-chantants  the  entrance  is  free — that  is  to  say,  you 
pay  nothing  at  the  doors,  but  you  are  obliged  to  consommer, 
or  take  something  to  drink,  the  price  of  which  varies,  accord- 
ing to  the  seat  that  you  occupy,  from  two  francs  up. 

On  a  warm  summer's  evening,  these  cafes-chantants  are 
really  very  agreeable  places  to  spend  an  hour  or  two,  take 
your  coffee,  and  smoke  your  cigar.  The  audience  is  com- 
posed of  varied  but  thoroughly  respectable  elements.  There 
is,  by  the  bye,  no  reason  why  variety  should  be  considered 
incompatible  with  respectability  any  more  than  poverty. 
For  the  benefit  of  the  unsophisticated  foreigner,  I  may  in- 
form him  that  he  may  take  his  wife  and  daughter  to  the 
cafes-chantants  without  fear,  unless  it  be  of  their  catching 
cold.  As  I  have  observed  that  the  unsophisticated  for- 
eigner, especially  the  American,  is  very  much  in  the  habit  of 
patronizing  these  places  of  amusement  in  company  with  his 
family,  perhaps  I  need  not  have  given  this  information. 
I  am  glad,  however,  to  be  able  to  state  the  moral  superi- 
ority that  the  cafes-chantants  possess  over  the  boulevard 
theatres,  for  instance,  which  seem  condemned  to  live  for- 
ever on  adulter)'  and  its  ramifications. 

The  Champs-Elysees  were  the  birth-place  of  the  cafes- 
chantants,  and  the  first  one  dates  from  about  1840.  The  in- 
stallation was  very  primitive.  A  few  planks  on  trestles 
formed  the  stage,  and  the  audience  sat  around  drinking  and 
smoking.  Remark  that  the  presence  of  tobacco-smoke  is, 
throughout,  the  fact  which  differentiates  the  cafi-chantant 
equally   from    the    ancient    Greek    theatre    and    from    the 


Comedie-Francaise.  The  idea  proved  successful,  and  led  to 
the  establishment  of  the  Cafe-Chantant  des  Avengles  at  the 
Palais  Royal.  Then  arose  the  Cafe  de  France,  the  Cafe 
Moka  in  the  Rue  de  la  Lune,  the  Cafe  des  Geant  on  the 
Boulevard  du  Temple,  the  Casino-Francais  at  the  Palais 
Royal,  the  Cafe  du  Cadran,  and  a  dozen  others  in  different 
parts  of  the  town. 

At  the  beginning  of  the  Empire,  the  great  cafes-chantants 
in  the  Champs-Elysees  were  the  Cafe  Morel  and  the  Cafe 
des  Ambassadeurs.  They  resembled  very  much  the  estab- 
lishments of  the  present  day,  with  the  exception  that  in- 
decent songs  and  gestures  were  the  rule  instead  of  being,  as 
they  now  are,  the  exception  and  relegated  to  the  lowest 
cafes  on  the  exterior  boulevards.  The  semicircle  of  the 
stage  was  then  occupied  by  human  dolls  —  painted, 
powdered,  and  dressed  in  velvet,  silk,  and  lace.  They 
used  to  be  paid  three  francs  a  night ;  but  between  the  songs 
they  were  wont  to  come  and  make  a  collection  and  frater- 
nize with  the  audience  in  the  promiscuous  manner  still  to  be 
observed  in  Berlin. 

The  transformation  of  the  cafe'-chantant  into  a  decent  and 
reasonable  public  distraction  is  due  to  M.  Lorge,  who 
opened  the  Eldorado,  on  the  Boulevard  de  Strasbourg,  in 
1861.  First  of  all  he  suppressed  the  permanent  exhibition 
of  the  chanteuses  on  the  stage,  established  comfortable  seats, 
and  endeavored  to  consult  the  interests  and  comforts  of  the 
audience.  Thanks  to  the  constant  efforts  of  this  impresario, 
the  cafes-chantants  obtained  their  liberty  in  1867 — that  is  to 
say,  they  were  permitted  to  use  costumes,  to  play  vaude- 
villes, operettas,  etc.,  and  to  introduce  choregrapbic  and 
acrobatic  interludes. 

The  Eldorado  has  now  become  one  of  the  first  establish- 
ments of  the  kind  in  Europe.  Every  night  it  is  filled  by  a 
delighted  and  appreciative  audience,  ready  to  seize  ever)' 
shadow  of  a  joke  and  to  underline  every  mot.  It  must  really 
be  a  pleasure  for  an  artist  to  play  to  such  a  public.  The 
programme  is  so  varied  that  all  tastes  will  find  something  to 
suit  them.  If  you  imagine  that  you  can  go  and  loaf  behind 
the  scenes,  as  you  can  do  with  little  difficulty  at  the  boule- 
vard theatres,  you  are  mistaken.  There  is  very  little  room 
behind  the  scenes  ;  flirtation  is  impossible  and  visitors  are 
not  encouraged.  One  curious  fact  about  the  Eldorado  is 
that  it  does  not  advertise.  Its  programme  is  unknown  on 
the  Colonnes  Morris.  Nevertheless  it  does  an  immense 
business.  Among  the  authors  and  composers  who  have 
written  for  the  Eldorado,  we  find  the  names  of  Clairville, 
Charles  Monselet,  Oswald,  Milher,  Litalf,  Lecocq,  Planquette, 
Herve,  Serpette,  and  Hubans,  while  among  the  men  whose 
works  have  been  revived  and  not  written  specially  for  the 
Eldorado,  you  may  find  the  names  of  some  of  the  greatest 
poets,  dramatists,  and  musicians  of  modern  times,  including 
Theophile  Gautier  and  Gounod.  Of  course  everybody 
knows  that  the  famous  operetta  stars,  almost  without  excep- 
tion, come  from  the  cafes-chantants.  I  need  only  mention 
Therese,  Judic,  Theo,  Suzanne,  Loyier,  Aimee,  and  Claudie, 
all  of  whom  passed  through  the  Eldorado. 

I  have  dwelt  upon  the  importance  and  merits  of  the  El- 
dorado at  some  length,  because  it  is  the  model  to  which  all 
the  other  cafes-chantants  look  up  with  respect.  It  is  to 
the  other  establishments  what  the  Comedie-Francaise  is  to 
the  smaller  theatres.  In  general  features  they  are  all  alike  ; 
in  the  details  of  finish  and  excellence  they  differ  very  much. 
The  establishments  of  the.  Champs-Elysees,  the  Alcazar 
d'Ete,  the  Ambassadeurs,  and  the  Horloge,  are,  on  the 
whole,  about  equal  in  merit  and  in  comfort.  They  are  well 
conducted  and  all  more  or  less  amusing. 

If  the  performance  fails  to  absorb  your  attention,  you  will 
find  plenty  of  amusement  in  the  audience  itself.  You  will 
have  ample  opportunities  of  studying  the  French  bourgeois, 
who  comes  there  with  his  wife,  his  children,  and  his  nurse- 
maid au  grand  complet ;  you  may  even,  if  you  are  of  a 
philosophical  turn  of  mind,  gauge  the  average  French  intel- 
lect as  compared  with  the  American,  the  German,  and  the 
English,  and  draw  up  in  your  mind  comparative  tables  of 
national  risibility. 

At  midnight  all  is  over  ;  the  lights  are  extinguished  one 
by  one,  the  alleys  become  more  and  more  deserted,  and 
soon  the  only  occupants  of  the  Champs-Elysees  are  Bo- 
hemians of  all  kinds,  who,  for  want  of  a  better  lodging, 
seek  sweet  and  dreamless  sleep  on  the  benches  under  the 
trees.  The  pleasure-seekers  have  all  wended  their  way 
either  to  their  homes  or  to  the  various  cafes  along  the 
boulevards.  In  another  hour  the  Champs-Elysees  will  be 
asleep.  DORSEY. 

Paris,  June  21,  1894. 


INDIVIDUALITIES. 


Ruskin  began  to  write  books  at  six  years  of  age.  His 
first  dated  poem  was  written  a  month  before  he  reached  the 
age  of  seven.  His  first  appearance  in  print  was  in  the 
Magazine  of  Architecture  in  1834,  when  he  was  fifteen. 
Macaulay  wrote  a  compendium  of  "Universal  History" 
and  three  cantos  of  a  poem  in  imitation  of  Scott  when  he 
was  only  seven  years  old.  Mrs.  Browning  read  Homer  in 
the  original  when  she  was  ten  years  of  age. 


Sir  Edwin  Landseer  once  had  a  model  who  said  to  him  : 
"  Sir  Ed'n,  I  sees  from  the  papers  as  you  of  n  dines  with 
her  gracious  majesty  at  Buckingham  Palace.  Now,  Sir 
Ed'n,  my  missis  is  a  rare  good  washer,  and  if,  next  time 
you  dines  with  her  majesty,  you  would  just  prevail  on  her  to 
give  my  missis  her  washing,  it  would  set  us  up,  it  would." 
It  is  not  stated  whether  the  request  was  ever  put  to  her 
majesty. 


Congressman  Curtis,  of  Kansas,  spent  several  of  his 
earlier  years  as  a  jockey. 

The  income  of  Henry  Labouchere  from  Truth  is  estimated 
at  fifty  thousand  dollars  a  year. 

Lord  Randolph  Churchill  is  under  contract  with  a  Paris 
journal  to  write  four  articles  for  its  columns  during  his  jour- 
ney around  the  world. 

The  latest  present  lo  the  boy  King  of  Spain  is  nothing 
less  than  an  infant  regiment,  comprising  four  hundred  war- 
riors, ranging  in  age  from  five  to  eight  years. 

William  Waldorf  Astor,  who  has  become  a  British  sub- 
ject, has  been  nominated  for  a  J.  P.  of  Middlesex  County, 
England.     It  is  said  that  this  is  a  step  to  a  baronetcy. 

Senators  Sherman  and  Hoar  and  ex-Secretary  Evarts  are 
all  related.  The  latter  two  are  double  cousins,  both  on  their 
fathers'  and  on  their  mothers'  side,  and  when  Mr.  Evarts 
was  a  youth,  Senator  Hoar's  father  was  his  guardian. 

Mr.  Herbert  Gladstone,  who  has  come  to  the  fore  in  the 
political  world  since  his  father's  resignation,  devotes  an  hour 
every  morning  to  violin  practice  whether  he  is  in  town  or 
country.  His  favorite  recreation  is  lawn-tennis,  although  he 
is  not  a  brilliant  player. 

General  Wheeler,  of  Alabama,  is  probably  the  most  in- 
dustrious man  in  the  House.  He  employs  four  clerks  and 
keeps  them  hard  at  work  at  all  times.  He  uses  two  com- 
mittee rooms  as  his  head- quarters  and  makes  a  speech  on 
every  subject  that  comes  up  in  Congress. 

Mr.  Gladstone  has  an  income  of  two  hundred  and  fifty 
thousand  dollars  per  annum.  And  yet  the  possession  of 
such  a  great  fortune,  much  of  which  was  acquired  during 
years  of  service  as  the  most  powerful  figure  in  the  British 
Government,  has  never  raised  suspicion  against  him. 

One  of  Lord  Coleridge's  peculiarities  was  his  habit,  when 
on  circuit,  of  strolling  round  and  round  the  court  in  order  to 
keep  himself  awake.  This  was  a  frequent  practice  of  his 
when  sitting  late  to  finish  a  case,  and  was  extremely  discon- 
certing to  the  counsel  who  happened  to  be  addressing  him. 

W.  R.  Laidlaw,  who  recently  won  a  suit  against  Russell 
Sage,  the  millionaire,  for  injuries  received  from  a  bomb- 
shell against  which  Mr.  Sage  used  him  as  a  shield,  is  about 
to  bring  another  suit  for  slander,  on  the  ground  that  Mr. 
Sage  has,  since  the  verdict,  been  speaking  of  him  as  a  black- 
mailer. 

Gompers  is  a  cigarmaker  by  trade  and  rolled  the  weed 
from  the  time  he  was  ten  years  old  until  nearly  fifty.  Evans, 
his  chief  assistant,  is  a  coal-miner.  McGuire,  of  the  execu- 
tive board  of  the  Federation,  is  a  carpenter  and  joiner. 
Gompers  is  a  short,  thick-set,  dark-complexioned  man,  with 
a  bushy  head  of  hair  and  marked  features.  He  is  of 
Jewish  stock.     Sovereign  is  a  tombstone-cutter  by  trade. 

Signor  Leoncavallo  is  said  to  be  an  untiring  worker.  In 
thirty-two  days  he  wrote  the  symphonic  poem,  "Seraphitae," 
and  he  is  still  working  on  the  lyric  opera,  "  La  Vie  de  Bo- 
heme,"  and  on  "  Roland  of  Berlin,"  which  he  is  writing  for 
the  Berlin  Opera  at  the  request  of  the  emperor.  At  the 
same  time  he  is  writing  the  music  to  a  ballet,  "  Reynard, 
the  Fox,"  of  which  Dr.  S.  Arkel  has  written  the  libretto 
from  the  well-known  poem  of  Goethe. 

Dumas  named  his  country  villa  "  Monte  Cristo  "  after  his 
famous  novel,  and  Guy  de  Maupassant  did  likewise  in  call- 
ing his  yacht  the  Bel  Ami.  Following  their  example, 
Planquette,  who  composed  the  "Chimes  of  Normandy" 
("Cloches  de  Corneville "),  has  named  his  new  home  at 
Merville-sur-Mer  the  Villa  des  Cloches.  His  neighbors,  in 
appreciation  of  the  fact,  have  presented  him  with  a  chime  of 
bells  to  hang  in  the  tower  of  the  house. 


President  Eliot  of  Harvard  in  a  recent  address  advised 
students  to  apportion  their  day  thus  :  Study,  ten  hours  ; 
sleep,  eight ;  exercise,  two  ;  social  duties,  one  ;  and  meals, 
three  hours. 


According  to  statistics,  women  to-day  are  two  inches  taller, 
on  an  average,  than  they  were  twenty  or  thirty  years  ago. 


President  Casimir-Perier  is  quite  as  short  as  his  prede- 
cessor, M.  Sadi  Carnot,  and  just  as  dapper,  carefully 
brushed,  pomaded,  and  groomed.  He  acquired  his  Legion 
of  Honor  by  an  act  of  conspicuous  gallantry  during  the 
Franco-Prussian  War,  when  he  was  decorated  for  rescuing, 
under  a  storm  of  bullets,  his  mortally  wounded  command- 
ing officer.  M.  Casimir-Perier  received  from  his  father  the 
snug  legacy  of  forty  millions  of  francs,  and  has  since  added 
largely  to  his  fortune.  His  salary  and  allowances  amount  to 
two  hundred  and  forty  thousand  dollars  a  year. 

Li  Hung  Chang,  the  "Bismarck  of  China,"  Premier  of 
the  Chinese  Government,  is  a  remarkable  man  at  seventy- 
four.  He  is  six  feet  two  inches  in  height.  His  cream- 
colored  face  has  few  wrinkles,  his  eyes  are  black  and  pierc- 
ing, and  his  cheeks  are  rosy,  partly  due  to  health  and  partly 
due  to  the  application  of  electricity,  taken  daily  to  relieve 
facial  paralysis.  His  costume  is  gorgeous  and  costly,  and 
he  wears  a  large  ring  of  diamonds  and  opals.  He  works 
twelve  hours  a  day,  sleeps  five  hours,  and  takes  plenty  of  ex- 
ercise. His  exercise  consists  of  exactly  five  thousand  steps 
taken  in  his  garden,  for  he  is  very  methodical,  and  is  copy- 
ing the  Chinese  alphabet  As  the  language  contains  forty 
thousand  characters,  this  is  no  small  task. 

The  Camerons,  of  Pennsylvania,  have  always  been  lucky 
in  politics.  Senator  Cameron's  father  was  elected  to  the 
United  States  Senate  in  1845.  He  was  Lincoln's  first 
Secretary-  of  War,  later  American  Minister  to  Russia,  and, 
after  that,  three  times  reelected  to  the  Senate.  His  son  ' 
Donald  began  his  political  life  in  his  father's  old  position 
of  Secretary  of  War.  When  he  left  this  office  his  father 
resigned  from  the  Senate,  and  the  son  was  chosen  to  fill 
his  place,  and  since  then  has  been  three  times  reelected. 
His  brother-in-law,  Wayne  McVeigh,  was  a  member  of 
Garfield's  Cabinet  as  Attorney-General,  and  is  now  Minister 
to  Italy.  Here  are  three  Cabinet  portfolios,  a  foreign 
mission,  and  seven  terms  in  the  L'nited  States  Senate,  all 
held  by  members  of  one  family  in  two  gene.. 


THE 


ARGONAUT. 


July  30,  1S94. 


LITERARY    NOTES. 


Personal  and  Miscellaneous  Gossip. 
An  edition  of  one  thousand  copies  of  Mr.  W.  M. 
Conway's  great  work,  "Climbing  in  the  Hima- 
layas," has  been  sold  in  England,  where  the  book 
is  the  literary  feature  of  the  season,  and  large  edi- 
tions have  been  sold  in  India  and  the  colonies. 
The  American  edition,  published  by  D.  Appleton 
&  Co.,  has  met  with  the  reception  due  "  an  epoch- 
making  book."  to  use  the  language  of  one  critical 
journal. 

Mrs.  Flora  Steel,  who  follows  Mr.  Kipling  as  a 
writer  on  India,  is  described  as  "  an  elderly  lady  of 
optimistic  disposition,  excellent  powers  of  conver- 
sation, and  a  praiseworthy  taste  for  cookery."  Her 
husband  has  held  an  important  civil  appointment 
in  the  Punjab. 

Some  forthcoming  stories  by  Mr.  Kipling  are  to 
deal  with  Tommy  Atkins. 

Not  much  interest,  in  these  days,  attends  the  an- 
nouncement of  a  new  book  by  Sir  Edwin  Arnold. 
It  is  to  be  entitled  "  Wandering  Words." 

J.  M.  Barrie  has  at  last  found  a  lady  who  will, 
presumably,  allow  him  to  use  her  hairpins  to  clean 
his  pipes — that  was  the  sole  description  he  gave, 
some  time  ago,  of  the  kind  of  woman  he  hoped  to 
marry.  The  future  Mrs.  Barrie  is  Miss  Mary 
Ansell.  and  he  met  her  while  she  was  playing  in 
his  comedy,  "Walker,  London,"  at  Toole's  The- 
atre last  summer. 

Says  Miss  Ellen  M.  Hutchinson,  literary  editor 
of  the  New  York  Tribune: 

"If  there  be  to-day  an  American  Kipling,  we  are  in- 
clined to  declare  Mr.  Owen  Wister  to  be  the  man.  His 
story  in  the  July  number  of  Harper's  goes  far  to  sustain 
that  opinion.  With  masculine  vigor  and  a  keen  sense  of 
the  picturesque,  with  humor  and  with  pathos,  he  is  doing 
for  the  Far  West  very  much  what  Mr.  Kipling  has  done  for 
the  Far  East.  Americans  are  acquiring  good  cause  to  be 
proud  of  Mr.  Wister." 

In  Paris  has  appeared  a  new  book  on  Napoleon 
the  Third.  It  is  Commandant  Schneider's  "  Le 
Second  Empire  a  Saint-Cloud."  Schneider  was 
formerly  steward  of  the  Palace  of  Saint-Cloud, 
and,  it  is  said,  "  mainly  sets  himself  to  the  task  of 
recording  the  intimate  life  of  the  imperial  family, 
of  recounting  the  gay  or  sombre  '  incidents '  of 
which  he  was  a  witness,  and  of  bringing  out  into 
relief  the  goodness  of  heart  of  the  emperor." 

A  collection  of  short  stories  by  Francois  Copp£e. 
with  an  introduction  by  T.  P.  O'Connor,  will  be 
published  in  London  with  the  title  "  Blessed  Are 
the  Poor." 

Of  all  the  men  known  to  Mr.  Theodore  Watts, 
Tennyson  and  Swinburne,  he  says,  have  been  most 
learned  in  the  novel ;  and  Mr.  Watts  feels  that  our 
time  is  a  great  one  for  the  English  novel. 

George  Moore  is  now  revising  and  in  part  re- 
writing three  or  four  of  his  short  stories  which 
have  already  appeared  in  the  periodical  press. 
The  new  volume,  according  to  the  London  Athc- 
ncEum.  will  probably  include  a  condensed  version 
of  "A  Mere  Accident,"  which  was  first  published 
as  a  one-volume  novel.  It  is  not  often  that  an 
author  thus  cuts  down  his  published  work. 

Max  O'Rell's  latest  book,  which  is  to  be  pub- 
lished in  September,  is  an  account  of  the  whole 
Anglo-Saxon  race  all  over  the  world. 

Lady  jeune.  whose  articles  in  American  and 
other  magazines  on  English  social  topics  have 
awakened  much  interest,  is  about  to  issue  a  vol- 
ume of  her  papers  with  the  title  "  Lesser  Ques- 
tions." 

In  the  August  number  of  Harper s  Magazine 
will  appear  an  article  descriptive  of  Monmouth 
County.  N.  J.,  written  by  Julian  Ralph  and  illus- 
trated by  W.  T.  Smedley. 

The  successor  of  Edmund  Yates  as  editor  of  the 
London  World  is  Major  Griffiths,  who  has  long 
been  a  contributor  to  the  paper. 

Matt  Crim,  the  young  Georgian  novelist,  who 
was  mentioned  in  a  contemporary's  columns  re- 
cently, had  her  first  introduction  to  literary  life  as 
secretary  to  Edmund  Clarence  Stedman,  the  great- 
est living  American  critic,  during  an  illness  he  had 
some  years  ago. 

There  are  some  interesting  notes  on  De  Quincey 
in  a  volume  of  memoirs  by  James  Bertram,  who 
was  once   an  apprentice  of  the  proprietor  of  the 


I  famous  Taifs  Edinburgh  Magazine,  in  which  many 
[  of  De  Quincey's  most  notable  papers  were  pub- 
!  lished.     Says  Mr.  Bertram  : 

"Sometimes  a  young  woman  would  enter  the  shop  in 
the  morning,  while  I  was  busy  sweeping  or  dusting,  and, 
1  throwing  down  a  roll  of  paper  with  an  exclamation  of 
!  "  There  ! '  would  rush  off  as  abruptly  as  she  had  entered. 
On  examining  the  roll  I  would  find  it  addressed,  in  the  neat- 
est of  handwriting,  to  'William  Tait,  Esq."  On  more  than 
one  occasion  a  night  policeman  arrived  early  in  the  after- 
noon with  a  similar  packet,  for  which  he  demanded  and  re- 
ceived a  shilling  ;  a  coin  destined  to  be  divided  into  three 
parts,  the  packet  having  passed  through  as  many  pairs  of 
hands.  'Who  gave  you  this?"  1  once  heard  Mr.  Tait 
ask.  '  It  was  my  neighbor,  sir.  at  the  North  Bridge.' 
1  And  who  gave  it  to  him?'  'It  was  his  neighbor,  sir.* 
'  And  where  did  he  get  if.'  '  Oh,  he  got  it  from  the  little 
man,  sir,  that  makes  the  fine  speeches  and  lives  down 
yonder,  sir,'  was  the  reply." 

D.  Appleton  &  Co.  will  publish  at  once  in  their 
Town  and  Country  Library  Mrs.  Campbell-Praeds 
new  novel,  "Outlaw  and  Lawmaker."  a  romance 
of  love  and  adventure,  the  scene  of  which  is  laid  in 
Australia,  where  the  author  gained  her  first  success. 

On  November  ist  will  be  published  the  first  num- 
ber of  Le  Monde  Moderne,  an  illustrated  monthly 
magazine  on  the  lines  of  the  Century,  Harper  s,  and 
ScHbner's.  Each  number  will  contain  160  pages, 
with  about  100  illustrations,  and  will  be  sold  at  1.50 
francs.  M.  Quantin,  who  retired  from  the  well- 
known  publishing-house  that  bears  his  name  some 
time  ago,  will  publish  it,  and  M.  Octave  Uzanne 
will  be  high  in  its  editorial  councils. 

As  soon  as  the  circular  of  the  new  edition  of  R. 
L.  Stevenson's  works  had  been  issued  in  London, 
the  entire  edition  was  subscribed  for. 

Walter  Besant  has  a  new  novel  coming  out  in 
Harper's  Bazar.  The  title  at  first  announced  was 
"  A  Crown  Windfall,"  but  this  has  been  changed 
to  "  Be}'ond  the  Dreams  of  Avarice." 

W.  Hamilton  Gibson  has  prepared  an  article  for 
the  August  Harper's  on  mushrooms,  toadstools,  and 

the  rest. 

A  Browning  bibliography  has  been  compiled  by 
Mr.  T.  J.  Wise.  The  volume  is  divided  into  five 
parts,  dealing  respectively  with  first  editions  and 
their  reproductions,  separate  issues  of  single  poems, 
collected  editions,  the  published  letters  of  the  au- 
thor, and  i277i2,  which  includes  the  writings  of  others 
on  the  poet. 

Edward  Dicey,  who  who  has  been  spending  some 
time  in  Bulgaria,  has  written  a  book  dealing  with 
political  and  economical  conditions  in  that  country 
under  the  title  of  "  The  Peasant  State." 

Messrs.  D.  Appleton  &  Co.  are  about  to  publish 
by  subscription  a  two- volume  work  on  "  The  United 
States  of  America,"  edited  by  Professor  N.  S. 
Shaler.  We  quote  the  titles  of  a  few  specimen 
chapters  : 

"What  Nature  Has  Done  for  the  West,"  by  Professor 
Shaler  ;  "  The  North  American  Indians,"  by  Major  J.  W. 
Powell ;  "  The  Pacific  Coast,"  by  Mr.  H.  H.  Bancroft ; 
"Our  Military  Resources,"  by  Colonel  T.  A.  Dodge; 
"  Productive  Industry."  by  Mr.  Edward  Atkinson ; 
"  Education  in  the  United  States,"  by  Dr.  W.  T.  Harris  ; 
"  Science  in  America,"  by  President  D.  C.  Gilman  ;  and 
"American  Literature,"  by  Mr.  C.  D.  Warner. 

A  new  and  revised  edition  of  John  Jacob  Astor's 
"Journey  in  Other  Worlds  "  will  be  issued  in  Lon- 
don this  month.  Mr.  Astor's  American  publishers, 
D.  ApDleton  or  Co.,  report  a  large  sale  for  the  work. 

The  new  volume  of  the  "  Dictionary  of  National 
Biography"  has  a  sketch  of  Henry  Morley.  who 
died  so  recently  as  May  14th. 

Il  is  understood  that  the  late  Lord  Coleridge  had 
in  his  possession  an  interesting  collection  of  letters 
from  the  poet  Coleridge,  and  from  Wordsworth 
and  Southey.  They  are  said  to  cover  nearly  the 
whole  of  Coleridge's  career  ;  but  "it  is  not  known 
whether  Lord  Coleridge  made  any  testamentary 
disposition  of  these  letters." 

Paul  Sabatier,  who  has  been  made  famous  by  his 
"  Life  of  St.  Francis  of  Assisi,"  was  quite  unknown 
a  few  months  ago.  He  was  then,  as  now,  the  priest 
of  an  obscure  country  village  in  France. 

Queer  Contributors. 
The  number  of  would-be  contributors  who  send 
stories  they  have  not  written  to  our  periodicals 
would  be  incredible  (writes  James  Payn)  to  the  out- 
side world.  It  is  not  always  done  for  gain.  Strange 
as  it  may  seem,  the  intoxicating  desire  for  publica- 
tion even  extends  to  seeing  their  written  words  in 
print,  though  they  have  been  merely  copied.  The 
more  usual  method,  however,  is  to  combine  pleas- 
ure and  profit  by  receiving  payment  for  stories  ex- 
tracted from  some  far-back  numbers  of  a  magazine. 


Good  Soup,  IV ell  Served, 

how  it  refreshes  after  a  long  fast — how  fittingly 
it  begins  all  good  dinners,  especially  if  made  with 


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sometimes  from  the  very  one  they  are  addressing. 

There  are  few  editors  -of  experience  who  have 
not  some  tales  to  tell  in  relation  to  this  subject. 
One  of  them  had  a  young  poetical  contributor  to 
whom  he  was  accustomed  to  send  an  occasional 
guinea  or  two  ;  his  verses  were  something  quite 
apart  from  the  common,  and  had  a  certain  Old 
World  flavor.  One  day  a  letter  arrived  in  a  mourn- 
ing envelope  from  the  father  of  the  poet,  returning 
a  check  that  had  been  sent  for  the  last  contribu- 
tion. "  Pray  tell  me,"  he  wrote,  "how  much  in  all 
you  have  sent  to  my  poor  boy,  and  I  will  repay 
you.  His  verses,  he  told  me,  were  all  extracts  from 
old  but  little  known  authors.     He  is  dead." 

In  another  case,  a  clergyman  advanced  in  years 
called  to  ask  the  name  of  a  writer  who  had  con- 
tributed a  series  of  striking  papers  to  a  certain 
periodical.  The  editor  said  it  was  not  usual,  with- 
out permission,  to  disclose  the  name.  "  But  it  is  so 
important  to  me,"  replied  the  old  gentleman,  with 
great  earnestness.  "  My  daughter  has  formed  an 
acquaintance  with  a  person  of  whom  I  do  not  ap- 
prove ;  the  influence  he  has  obtained  over  her  is 
mainly  owing  to  bis  position — as  he  has  described  it 
to  her — in  the  world  of  letters.  He  claims  to  have 
written  many  articles  in  various  magazines — these 
papers  in  your  periodical  among  them — but  some- 
how I  feel  he  is  deceiving  us.  If  I  could  prove  it, 
I  think  my  poor  daughter's  eyes  would  be  opened, 
and  I  have  no  means  of  doing  so  save  by  this  per- 
sonal application."  "Well,  you  may  take  it  from 
me,"  said  the  editor,  smiling,  "that  this  possible 
son-in-law  of  yours  is  an  impostor  ;  for  the  articles 
in  question  were  written  by  a  lady." 

There  is,  of  course,  a  much  larger  and  finer  speci- 
men of  the  literary  parasite,  but  much  rarer. 
Every  one  who  is  old  enough  remembers  the  gen- 
tleman who,  misled  as  regards  sex  by  the  pseudo- 
nym of  George  Eliot,  impersonated  that  author  in 
the  provinces  with  much  success,  and  complained 
of  the  smallness  of  the  sums  he  had  received  for 
his  deathless  stories.  Mr.  Besant,  too,  had  a 
brother,  though  he  was  himself  unconscious  of  it, 
who  laid  New  York  under  contribution  upon  the 
same  ground.  "  I  was.  I  remember,  rather 
pleased  at  this,"  comments  Mr.  Payn,  "for  Mr. 
Besant  had  previously  written  to  me  a  friendly 
letter  describing  how  he  had  met  an  author  of 
'  Lost  Sir  Massingberd '  at  an  inn  in  Yorkshire, 
living  upon  that  humble  reputation,  and  bad  de- 
scribed him  as  '  a  much  more  distinguished  person 
to  look  at  than  vou  are,  my  dear  fellow.'  " 


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The  decline  of  the  society  kiss  dates  from  the 
rise  of  the  college  woman's  gymnasium.  Trainers 
from  Yale  and  Harvard  were  inveigled  into  lecture 
courses  ;  Smith.  Vassar,  Wellesley,  Farmington, 
and  Ogontz  girls  went  to  hear  them,  and  out  of 
these  athletic  matinees  grew  the  physical-culture 
fad  which  (says  the  New  York  World)  has  elimin- 
ated kissing,  headaches,  nerves,  fainting  spells,  and 
hand-shaking  to  a  degree.  The  more  tenderly 
reared  girls  were  trained  at  home,  but  for  one  pri- 
vate pupil  then  the  physical  culturist  has  twenty  to- 
day. Mothers  who  had  musicrooms  in  the  homes 
of  their  girlhood  have  gymnasiums  now  for  their 
daughters,  and,  instead  of  a  piano-teacher,  an 
athlete  from  a  riding  academy,  medical  bath,  or 
physical  institute  comes  three  times  a  week  to  put 
them  in  condition.  Less  study  is  made  of  muscular 
development  than  of  personal  culture  and  animal 
perfection.  Diet,  rest,  recreation,  association,  and 
carriage  are  practically  considered.  Bathing  and 
massage  are  taken  scientifically.  When  one  of 
these  exquisite  students  of  refined  living  is  obliged 
to  make  a  fine  appearance  on  short  notice,  she  is 
dressed  in  a  sweater,  put  through  a  vigorous  exer- 
cise with  Indian  clubs  or  boxing-gloves,  and  literally 
washed  beautiful.  The  girl  goes  to  a  ball  with  her 
parents  or  her  brother  and  maid,  and  the  moment 
she  drops  her  wrap  she  is  all  ready.  Instead  of  go- 
ing to  the  dressing-room  and  prinking,  she  is  taken 
directly  to  the  reception  or  ball-room.  There  are 
no  hysterical  girls  to  kiss.  The  society  girl  is  calm. 
She  has  repose.  She  has  powder  on  her  face — lots 
of  it — to  keep  her  cool,  and  even  if  she  did  not  con- 
sider kissing  bad  form,  it  would  annoy  her  to  have 
her  complexion  mottled.  In  the  greeting  of  friends, 
most  of  the  hand-shaking  is  done  by  the  old  folks. 
Men  do  not  wish  to  have  their  young  lady  daugh- 
ters or  their  young  wives  shake  hands  with  every- 
body. A  bow  is  much  better  ;  it  shows  a  woman's 
breeding.  A  woman  coming  down-stairs  is  grace- 
ful or  awkward  ;  but  when  she  bows,  she  is  aris- 
tocratic or  common.  That  kissing  is  a. privilege 
they  appreciate,  the  old  ladies  and  gentlemen  show 
when  their  lips  touch  the  hair  of  a  niece  or  grand- 
daughter. If  the  stately  matrons  who  greet  each 
other  with  the  kiss  of  peace  when  family  visits  are 
exchanged  are  noticed,  it  will  be  found  that  the 
salute  is  lost  on  the  air.  Instead  of  being  regarded 
as  a  messenger  of  love,  the  kiss  is  suspected  of 
being  a  harbinger  of  disease  ;  the  recipient  is 
always  afraid  of  catching  something.  It  may  be 
insignificant,  but  observation  shows  that  the  health- 
iest people  are  least  addicted  to  the  kissing  habit. 


At  a  recent  general  meeting  of  the  members  of 
a  London  club,  it  was  proposed  by  some  of  the 
youthful  sparks  that  at  least  one  day  a  week  should 
be  set  apart  for  the  purposes  of  entertaining  ladies 
at  afternoon  tea — a  practice  common  enough  in 
modern  clubland.  But  a  venerable  member  saw- 
no  beauty  in  the  audacious  suggestion.  As  the 
meeting  progressed,  he  joined  the  debate, 
scrambled  to  his  legs,  and  protested  with  all  his 
might  and  main  at  the  contemplated  outrage,  con- 
cluding with  this  clinching  argument:  "Why, 
sir,"  said  he  to  the  chairman.  "  my  club  is  the  one 
place  in  this  world  to  which  my  wife  can  not  follow 
me."  This  brought  the  problem  home  to  the 
married  and  made  the  unmarried  members  pause. 


The  beauty,  as  a  social  type,  is  thus  dissected  in 
an  English  exchange  :  "  She  has  been  told  it  since 
she  was — so  high.  It  is  the  first  article  of  her 
creed,  the  abiding  background  to  her  life.  She 
mentions  it  by  her  mode  of  entering,  enforces  it 
while  she  is  there,  and  recalls  it  by  her  exit.  It  is  a 
postscript  to  all  ber  remarks  and  is  implied  in  all 


Pears' 

Only  they 
who  use 
it  know 
the  luxu- 
ry of  it. 


her  movements.  Yet  she  likes  to  be  told  of  it. 
But  she  is  not  disagreeable.  For  the  sense  of  it 
breeds  graciousness  in  her  ;  she  tries  to  harmonize 
with  her  appearance,  and  would  not  have  you  say  that 
her  face  is  her  all.  She  can  keep  three  men  happy 
all  at  once,  and  send  each  away  believing  that  she 
had  rather  it  were  the  others  who  had  gone  ;  she 
can  raise  to  heaven  by  a  smile,  to  rapture  by  a 
hisper,  to  triumph  by  a  preference  ;  she  can  also 
send  you  elsewhere  if  she  so  wills.  Is  she  happy  ? 
Probably  ;  yet  she  has  in  some  ways  a  wearing  life. 
All  must  deem  her  first.  Moreover,  that  nervous 
fear  lest  men  should  think  her  a  pretty  fool  is  often 
upon  her,  so  that  at  times  she  envies  secretly 
the  plain  but  witty,  and  wonders  why  so  many  stand 
round  where  such  sit.  For  she  is  not  clever,  save 
in  her  own  narrow  range  of  science,  and  she  is  pre- 
occupied with  the  fit  of  her  dress.  Indeed,  she 
does  nothing  very  well — except  existing.  The  rest 
would  interfere  ;  so  she  dances  with  mediocrity, 
plays  tennis  without  a  sense  of  obligation  to  play 
well,  and  performs  on  the  piano  with  one  eye  on 
the  looking-giass.  In  the  family  she  is  not  very 
useful  ;  she  behaves  best  when  her  brothers  (in- 
sensate creatures  !)  are  at  home  ;  she  has  a  plain 
but  more  amusing  sister  ;  her  mother  is  proud  of 
her,  but  thinks  it  right  to  be  disagreeable  some- 
times ;  her  father  is  her  one  perpetual  never-re- 
bellious slave,  and  her  prettiest  tyrannies  are  kept 
for  him.  She  exceeds  her  allowance  and,  jure 
natures,  gets  first  pick  of  invitations,  when  one 
daughter  only  is  asked.  Yet  she  is  amiable,  good- 
natured,  nay,  if  you  do  not  touch  her  regalia, 
yielding  and  unselfish  ;  for  the  world  pleases  her, 
and  she  smiles  in  return  upon  it.  Moreover,  she  is 
a  good  girl,  and  keeps  guard  on  her  besetting  sin — 
which  she  supposes  is  likely  to  be  vanity.  She  has, 
of  course,  many  offers  ;  but  she  is  apt  to  postpone 
marriage  :  she  has  so  much  to  lose  by  it.  She  gen- 
erally marries  an  ugly  man,  or  he  seems  such  to 
other  men,  and  it  is  never  nearly  such  a  good 
match  as  her  friends  suppose  that  she  counted 
upon.  When  married  she  remains  a  beauty,  or 
becomes  a  good-looking  woman,  according  to  cir- 
cumstances and  her  husband." 


A  private  letter  from  Chicago  informs  us  (says 
the  New  York  Times  J  that  there  is  a  noiseless  but 
determined  movement  among  the  leaders  of  fashion 
in  men's  dress  in  that  city  toward  the  adoption  by 
men  of  the  shirt-waist,  which  makes  the  girls  look 
so  delightfully  cool  in  hot  weather  and  is  the  most 
sensible  article  of  women's  dress  now  in  vogue. 
With  a  shirt-waist,  a  plain  gown,  and  a  sailor-hat 
of  straw,  a  woman  is  regarded  as  sufficiently  well 
dressed  for  any  social  function  in  summer.  She 
need  not  wear  a  jacket  unless  she  wants  it.  Men, 
however,  except  when  they  are  playing  lawn  tennis 
or  fishing,  must  wear  coats,  and  many  conservative 
men  still  cling,  all  summer  long,  to  the  distressing 
and  superfluous  waistcoat.  It  is  a  fact  that  a  man 
who  is  not  positively  deformed  looks  his  best  when 
clad  simply  in  shirt  and  trousers.  Yet  he  must  go 
to  a  garden-party  or  other  summer  function  either 
in  conventional  dress  or  in  a  poor  apology  for 
nigligi.  It  is  not,  however,  merely  the  re- 
moval of  the  waistcoat,  or  even  the  substitution 
for  the  open-in-the-back  shirt,  of  the  honest 
shirt,  or  its  summer  substitute,  the  nigligi,  for 
which  the  sanction  of  polite  usage  is  sought. 
The  reformers  wish  to  abolish  altogether  the  male 
shirt  and  to  substitute  for  it  the  shirt-waist  of  the 
women,  which  looks  like  the  same  thing,  but  is  not. 
A  lack  of  space  prevents  a  detailed  statement  of 
the  differences  between  the  two  garments  ;  but  it  is 
frequently  noticed,  when  a  man  lounges  about  in  a 
nigligi  shirt,  that  the  garment  ha$  a  tendency  to 
reveal  more  of  itself  than  is  actually  necessary  for 
publication.  With  a  shirt-waist  this  is  never  the 
case.  That  garment  never  unduly  balloons  in  the 
back.  In  fact,  we  firmly  believe  that  this  is  all  in 
evidence,  as  the  male  shirt  never  is,  except  when 
worn  on  a  gala  occasion  by  an  Indian  chief,  and  is, 
therefore,  a  less  cumbersome  and  much  cooler 
garment.  It  is  the  shirt-waist  the  men  want.  The 
women  are  gradually  adopting  men's  clothes  ;  why 
should  not  the  men  have  this  one  garment  of  hers 
when  the  need  is  urgent  ? 


"  The  effect  of  military  clothing,"  writes  an  army 
man  in  Harper's  Weekly,  "depends,  of  course, 
upon  the  bearing  and  athletic  figure  of  the  wearer. 
The  best  tailors  can  make  little  of  a  man  whose 
head  projects  forward  slantwise  from  the  middle  of 
his  chest,  nor  can  they  squeeze  a  forty-inch  waist 
into  anything  like  athletic  dimensions.  If  a  man 
ducks  his  head  every  time  he  raises  his  hand  to  his 
cap  to  salute,  you  will  know  he  is  no  soldier,  no 
matter  what  kind  of  clothes  he  wears ;  but  an 
artistic  tailor  will  make  him  look  like  one,  if  he  will 
consent  to  simply  walk  around  and  be  quiet."  Such 
being  the  case,  let  us  see  what  the  artistic  tailor 
does  for  the  soldier:  "The  blouse,  jacket,  and 
dress-coat  must  allow  the  chest  free  expansion, 
must  hold  the  shoulders  flat  and  square,  and  must 
compress  the  waist.  A  skillful  tailor,  by  cutting 
the  coat  properly,  using  non-shrinking  cloth,  and 
sewing  with  non-breakable  thread,  can  make  a  gar- 
ment that  will  hold  a  natural  slouch  together,  at 
least  as  long  as' he  is  in  uniform.  If  a  man  is  not 
straight,  his  military  tailor  can  make  him  straight. 
An  athletic  man  will  possess  a  waist  which  measures 
less  in  circumference  than  his  hips  or  his  shoulders, 


and  all  soldiers  are  supposed  to  be  athletic  men  ; 
therefore,  his  waist,  to  the  eye  of  most  people,  will 
appear  contracted.  The  tailor,  then,  in  trying  to 
make  a  soldier  out  of  a  man  who  is  not  a  soldier, 
must  cinch  his  girth  in  order  to  make  him  appear 
athletic.  If  the  cloth  will  not  hold,  he  must  insert  a 
belt  of  leather  in  the  lining  and  fasten  it  with  hooks. 
There  is  a  happy  medium  in  the  length  of  either 
blouse  or  frock-coat,  to  pass  which  in  either  direc- 
tion produces  the  effect  of  a  tailless  bantam  on  the 
one  hand  and  a  theological  student  on  the 
other.  The  lines  of  the  coat  must  curve,  for 
there  is  no  beauty  in  angles.  There  must  be 
smoothness  ;  no  wrinkles  and  drawn  seams,  no 
twisted  braids  and  missed  stitches,  no  caught- 
in-the-rain  effects.  The  belt  must  look  tight. 
It  is-  not  an  article  of  drapery  ;  it  is  a  means  of 
holding  the  muscles  together  for  business.  Trousers 
are  made  of  doeskin,  and  should  be  cut  to  fit  the 
figure  as  closely  as  possible  without  discomfort, 
and  showing  neither  wrinkle  nor  straight  line. 
Even  legs  that  instinctively  run  and  hide  at  the 
mention  of  surf-bathing  can  be  given  grace  and 
shapeliness  by  an  artistic  military  tailor.  The  best 
riding-breeches  are  made  of  Bedford  cord,  without 
a  reenforce.  They  button  around  the  leg  closely, 
and  conform  to  the  shape  of  the  leg  as  far  as  the 
swell  of  the  thigh.  From  this  point  to  the  waist 
they  are  more  capacious,  increasing  in  amplitude 
enough  to  permit  the  free  movement  of  the  body, 
without  attaining  that  prodigality  of  material  some- 
times seen  in  English  hunting-breeches.  There 
should  be  no  pockets  except  the  watch-pocket.  At 
the  back  of  the  calf,  under  the  knee,  must  be  a 
hook  or  other  fastening  to  support  the  boot-top. 
Trousers  must  be  made  to  fit  the  leg,  making 
allowance  for  every  curvature.  There  is,  there- 
fore, a  graceful  swell  over  the  calf  and  a  contrac- 
tion at  the  knee,  which  prevents  bagging.  The 
bottom  settles  gracefully  over  the  shoe-top  and 
falls  to  the  tip  of  the  boot  heel  in  rear.  Be  sus- 
picious of  a  tailor  who  measures  the  leg  only  at 
the  hips,  heel,  and  knee.  It  is  a  fallacy  to  believe 
that  he  can  make  a  decent  pair  of  trousers.  Mili- 
tary trousers  are  not  bags,  like  those  worn  by  our 
fashionable  friends  upon  the  Mall." 


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whether  or  not  you  will  be  expected  to  take  off 
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we  please  in  the  case  of  friends  and  informal 
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the  other  hand,  will  be  apt  to  show  you  to  her  bed- 
room, give  you  brush,  comb,  and  hot  water,  and 
expect  you  to  take  off  your  things.  A  French- 
woman, too,  will  expect  you  to  remove  hat  and 
wraps.  As  one  said  to  me  the  other  day.  'We 
French  feel  hurt  if  visitors  will  not  take  off  their 
hats  ;  but  these  English,  they  keep  on  their  hats 
for  everything — they  eat  and  go.'  Remember  this, 
any  one  who  is  going  out  to  lunch  in  England, 
and  so  escape  the  ghastly  moments  of  my  first  ex- 
perience, when  I  was  taken  aback  by  being  shown, 
like  an  ordinary  caller,  at  once  to  the  drawing- 
room,  where  my  hostess  came  to  me  a  few  minutes 
afterward,  with  never  a  word,  of  course,  about  re- 
moving anything  until  just  as  we  rose  to  go  down 
to  lunch,  when  she  asked  if  I  would  like  to  take  off 
my  coat.  Having  expected  the  option  of  a  dress- 
ing-room— American  fashion — I  thought,  for  full 
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was  not  expected." 


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SOCIETY. 


The  Slocum-Le  Count  Wedding. 
An  exceedingly  pretty  wedding  took  place  on 
Saturday  afternoon.  July  21st,  at  Christ's  Church  in 
Sausalito.  The  bride,  Miss  Ella  Le  Count,  daughter 
of  Mr.  Joseph  Le  Count,  of  this  city,  is  a  beautiful 
demi-bninette,  highly  accomplished,  and  has  a 
large  number  of  friends.  The  groom  was  Ensign 
George  R.  Slocum,  U.  S.  N.,  recently  of  the 
United  States  steamer  Marion.  He  has  been  in  the 
naval  service  since  1881  and  is  highly  esteemed  by 
his  fellow-officers.  At  present  he  is  on  a  brief  leave 
of  absence,  but  has  been  assigned  to  duly  at  Mare 
Island,  where  he  will  take  his  bride. 

The  little  chapel  was  filled  with  guests  from  this 
city  and  Sausalito,  and  was  decorated  most  attract- 
ively. The  chancel  was  adorned  with  a  profusion 
of  bright-hued  flowers,  and  the  arch  above  was 
draped  with  the  national  colors.  Lighted  tapers 
gleamed  on  the  altar,  and  all  around  the  walls 
clusters  of  fern  sprays  were  disposed  with  pretty 
effect.  Several  organ  voluntaries  were  played  as 
the  ushers  seated  the  guests,  and  the  song 
"Oh,  Promise  Me"  was  effectively  sung  by  Mr. 
Frank  Coffin.  At  a  quarter  to  three  o'clock  the  wed- 
ding march  was  played,  and  the  bridal  party 
marched  from  the  vestry  down  the  aisle  to  meet  the 
bride  and  her  maid  of  honor,  who  appeared  then 
at  the  entrance.  The  groom  and  his  best  man  met 
them  at  the  chancel.  The  scene  then  was  quite 
picturesque,  as  the  naval  officers,  attired  in  the  full- 
dress  uniform  of  the  service,  and  the  young  ladies, 
in  pretty  gowns  of  white,  green,  and  pink,  stood 
amid  the  array  of  flowers  and  plants  and  with  the 
American  colors  over  their  heads.  Rev.  C.  L.  Miel, 
pastor  of  the  church,  performed  the  ceremony  most 
impressively,  and  the  bride's  father  gave  her  into 
the  keeping  of  the  groom. 

The  attendants  of  the  bridal  party  were  as  fol- 
lows :  the  maid  of  honor  was  Miss  Susie  Le  Count, 
sister  of  the  bride,  the  bridesmaids  were  Miss  Meta 
Thompson,  Miss  Minnie  Nightingale,  Miss  Eliza- 
beth Brewer,  and  Miss  Minnie  Rodgers,  and  the 
flower-girls  were  Miss  Gertrude  Dutton  and  Miss 
Emelie  Reed.  Ensign  Edward  W.  Eberle,  U.  S. 
N-,  acted  as  best  man,  and  the  ushers  were  Lieu- 
tenant A.  G.  Rodgers,  TJ.  S.  N.,  Passed  Assistant- 
Surgeon  George  T.  Rothganger,  U.  S.  N. ,  Ensign  C. 
P.  Eaton,  U.  S.  N.,  and  Assistant-Engineer  W.  B. 
Dunning,  U.  S.  N.  There  were  to  have  been  two 
more  ushers,  Lieutenant  R.  McM.  Dutton,  TJ.  S. 
M.  C,  and  Passed  Assistant-Surgeon  Robert  M. 
Kennedy,  TJ.  S.  N.,  but  unfortunately  they  were  de- 
tained on  duty  at  Sacramento  and  could  not  attend. 
The  toilets  of  the  young  ladies  are  described  as 
follows  : 

The  bride  appeared  in  a  beautifully  designed  and  per- 
fect fitting  robe  of  white  moire  antique,  made  in  the 
Empress  Josephine  style.  The  bodice  was  high  and 
was  adorned  with  a  fichu  of  rare  point  lace  and  a  brooch 
of  pearls  and  diamonds,  while  the  sleeves  were  very- 
bouffant,  in  her  coiffure  was  a  diamond  pin  that  held 
in  place  the  fleecy  veil  of  white  silk  moleine  that  gently 
rippled  to  the  end  of  the  long  court  train.  Her  gloves 
were  of  white  undressed  kid,  and  she  carried  a  bouquet 
of  Bride  roses  and  an  ivory-bound  prayer-book. 

Miss  Susie  Le  Count,  the  maid  of  honor,  wore  a  most 
becoming  gown  of  Nile  green  brocade,  fashioned  after 
the  Josephine  style.  The  corsage  was  a  la  Vierge  and 
the  sleeves  bouffant.  They  extended  to  the  elbows, 
where  they  met  gloves  of  green  undressed  kid.  She  wore 
a  large  Leghorn  hat  trimmed  with  green  chiffon  and 
ostrich  feathers,  and  carried  a  bouquet  of  pink  roses. 

The  bridesmaids  were  all  attired  alike  in  gowns  of  pink 
mousseline  de  soie,  over  skirts  of  white  silk.  The 
V-shaped  bodices  were  of  white  silk  brocaded  with  pink 
rosebuds,  and  the  elbow-sleeves  were  bouffant.  They 
wore  Leghorn  hats  trimmed  with  pink  mousselinede  sole 
and  chrysanthemums.  Their  gloves  were  of  pink  un- 
dressed kid,  and  they  carried  clusters  of  pink  sweet  peas. 

The  two  little  flower-girls  wore  gowns  of  white  dotted 
Swiss  over  pink  silk,  and  carried  pink  sweet  peas. 

As  the  cortege  left  the  chancel,  the  choir  sang  the 
"  Bridal  Chorus  "  from  "  Lohengrin."  A  reception 
was  held  afterward  at  "  Cliffe  Haven,"  the  summer 
home  of  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Le  Count.  Mrs.  Le  Count 
was  attired  in  a  handsome  robe  of  Nile  green  taffeta, 
trimmed  with  jet  passementerie.  The  residence 
was  prettily  decorated  with  flowers.  Refreshments 
were  served  bounteously  under  Ludwig's  direction 
during  the  reception,  and  a  string  orchestra  played 
concert  selections.  At  five  o'clock  the  bride  and 
groom  left  for  this  city  and  the  reception  came  to  an 
end.  The  bride  was  particularly  favored  in  the  way 
of  wedding-presents,  the  array  being  exceedingly 
elegant. 


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A    MINX. 


Kitty  Trelawney,  'a  minx.  Marion  Har- 
court,  an  angel.  Geoffrey  Fortescue,  a 
barrister. 

Scene. — A  drawing-room. 

Kitty  [jumping  up  from  the  piano  as  MlSS  HAR- 
court  is  announced\ — Oh,  Marion,  it  is  you.  What 
a  relief  ! 

Marion — Are  you  expecting  any  one  else  ? 

Kitty — Yes,  and  I  was  afraid — but  it's  you,  and 
I'm  glad.  Did  you  get  my  last  letter  ?  And  have 
you  come  back  for  good  from  your  travels  ? — nearly 
two  years,  isn't  it  ?  And  is  your  father  better  ? 
When  did  you  get  back  ?  And  can  you  guess  what 
a  wicked  girl  I  am  and  how  miserable  this  unhappy 
secret  makes  me  ? — at  least,  part  of  it,  for  some  of 
it's  happy,  you  know  ;  but  I  do  so  want  your  advice 
and  sympathy  and 

Marion— Oh,  my  dear  Kitty,  stop !  Sit  down 
and  let  us  talk  quietly.     I  want  sympathy,  too. 

Kitty  [open-eyed] — You  /  You  want  sympathy  ! 
I  thought  you  were  above  that  weakness. 

Marion — Not  a  bit.    I  want  all  you  can  give  me. 

Kitty — Oh,  do  tell  me  ;  but  you  must  hear  me 
first — my  troubles  are  more  pressing.  I'm  in  such 
a  fix  ;  I've  got  a  letter  from  him  to  say 

Marion — Him  ?    Whom  ? 

Kitty  [impatiently] — The  him,  of  course! 
There's  only  one  him — at  least,  there  ought  to  be 
only  one.     That's  just  it! 

Marion — What  do  you  mean? 

Kitty — I  mean — that — there  are  two  ! 

Marion — You  are  engaged  to  two  men  at  once  ? 

Kitty — Well,  you  see — they  overlap — for  the 
moment. 

Marion — You  take  my  breath  away.     Explain  ! 

Kitty — You  remember  my  writing  to  tell  you 
about  my  engagement  to  an  awfully  nice,  clever 
fellow,  a  barrister,  about  eighteen  months  ago,  and 
how  he  had  to  go  out  to  India — to  take  evidence 
on  commission,  they  call  it,  I  think — a  few  weeks 
after  we  were  engaged  ? 

Marion — Yes,  and  you  were  to  be  married  as 
soon  as  he  came  back  ?    Hasn't  he  come  back  ? 

Kitty — Oh,  yes,  he's  come  right  enough.  I'm 
expecting  him  here  —  now,  immediately — any  — 
every  moment ;  and  /  do/it  want  hi?n  ! 

Marion — Explain  !     Explain  ! 

Kitty — This  summer  I  went  to  stay  at  Lady 
Fairlight's  place  up  the  river,  and,  of  course,  there, 
was  lots  of  boating,  tennis,  picnics,  and [hesi- 
tates] moonlight  walks. 

Marion  (gravely) — Oh,  my  dear  Kitty  ! 

Kitty — The  situation's  got  to  be  faced.  I  know 
I'm  a  wicked  flirt,  and  all  that ;  but  oh,  Marion,  he 
is  such  a  darling,  and  I  really,  truly,  want  to  be  his 
wife. 

Marion — Then  why  weren't  you  true  to  him  ? 

Kitty— Which  him  ?  I  am  speaking  of  the — 
the — well,  the  new  one. 

Marion — Kitty,  you  are  dreadful !  You  never 
can  have  loved  truly,  deeply,  seriously,  for  true  love 
is  constant — it  lifts  one  out  of  one's  self  and 

Kitty — Thanks,  I've  read  all  that  in  novels. 

Marion — But  you  have  never  felt  it — not  deeply, 
I'm  sure. 

Kitty — You're  in  love,  Marion.  You've  never 
talked  about  it  like  this  before.  Who  is  it  ?  Tell 
me,  quick  ! 

Marion  {after  a  pause) — I  don't  feel  that  I  can 
talk  to  you  as  freely  as  I  could  once  have  done. 

Kitty— Oh,  I  shall  get  it  out  of  you.  You  met 
him  abroad.  Where  was  it  ?  Who  is  he,  and  when 
were  you  engaged  ? 

Marion — We  are  not  engaged. 

Kitty— Broken  off !  Oh,  Marion,  I'm  so  sorry, 
dear. 

Marion— No,  not  broken  off.  He  was  engaged 
before  we  met. 

Kitty  [whistles]— And  he  fell  in  love  with  you 
and  told  you  so  ? 

Marion — No. 

Kitty— Then  how  do  you  know  he  cares  for 
you? 

Marion — How  does  one  know  these  things, 
Kitty  ? 

Kitty — I  suppose  you  discovered  you  were  affin- 
ities, and  gushed  about  sunsets,  and  stars,  and 

Marion— No,  I'm  not  given  to  gush  ;  neither 
is  he. 

Kitty — He  never  told  you  he  loved  you  ? 

Marion — No,  not  in  so  many  words. 

Kitty— Well,  when  shall  you  see  him  again  ? 

Marion— I  do  not  expect  ever  to  see  him  again. 

Kitty — And  you  love  him  very  much  ? 

Marion — I  could  love  him  very  much. 

Kitty— Poor  thing  !  Marion,  it's  four  o'clock, 
and  you've  never  helped  me  out  of  my  fix  one  bit. 
He  may  be  here  at  any  moment,  and  what  am  I  to 
say  to  him  ? 

Marion  [bewildered]  —  You're  speaking  now 
of 

Kitty  [impatiently]— The—  the  original  one. 
Don't  you  understand  ?  He  returned  from  India 
yesterday.  I  have  to  tell  him  I  love  some  one  else, 
and  I  can't.  Hark,  there's  the  bell.  Marion,  I 
can't  see  him— I  won't.  [Suddenly.]  You  must. 
[Rises.] 

Marion— Don't  be  absurd.     I  can't  see  a  perfect 
stranger. 
.Kitty  [making  for  tlie  door]  —  Say    you're    a 


friend  of  the  family,  and  I'm  a  silly,  hare-brained 
girl  who  doesn't  know  her  own  mind.  Say  anything 
you  like,  but  get  me  out  of  this  and  I'll  love  you 
forever.  [Flies  out  of  the  room  by  a  side  door  as 
the  servant  enters  by  another  and  announces  Mr. 
Fortescue.  Marion  rises.] 
Mr.  Fortescue— Miss  Harcourt ! 
Marion — Mr.  Fortescue  ! 

Mr.  Fortescue— You  here  !  I— I  had  no  idea 
you  knew  the  Trelawneys. 

Marion  —  Yes  ;  Kitty  and  I  are  old  school- 
fellows. 

Mr.  Fortescue  [with  some  emotion] — I  never 
thought  to  see  you  again.  And  Miss  Trelawney, 
has  she  told  you  all  about  me  ? 

Marion — She  told  me  that  she  was  engaged  to 
— to  some  one  very  nice. 

Mr.  Fortescue — Ah  !     Why  did  she  run  away 
as  I  came  upstairs? 
Marion — I  will  go  and  ask  her  to  come  back. 
Mr.  Fortescue— Please  tell  me  first  why  she 
ran  away. 
Marion — She  shall  tell  you  herself. 
Mr.  Fortescue — Then  there  is  something  to 
tell    me.     What   is   it  ?    She  has  changed   toward 
me.     I  half  guessed  it  from  her  letters  of  late.    She 
is  afraid  to  tell  me  herself,  and  has  left  you  to  do  it 
for  her.     Isn't  it  so  ? 
Marion — Yes. 

Mr.  Fortescue — And  she  loves  some  one  else  ? 
Marion — She  must  come  and  speak  to  you  her- 
self.    I'll  fetch  her.     [Goes  toward  the  door.] 

Mr.  Fortescue— Stop — did  you  tell  her  of  our 
previous  acquaintance  ? 
Marion — No  ;  but  I  must  now! 
Mr.  Fortescue  —  I  beg  you  will  not.    Only 
assure  her  that  you  have  discharged  the  task  she 
imposed  upon  you,  and  leave  the  rest  to  me. 
[MARION  retires,  and  in  a  few  moments  KlTTY  en- 
ters in  rather  a  shame-faced  manner^] 
Mr.  Fortescue — How  do  you  do,  Kitty? 
Kitty — Oh,    Geoffrey,   I'm  so  sorry  ;    are  you 
dreadfully  angry  ? 
Mr.  Fortescue— Do  I  look  angry  ? 
Kitty — N-no  ;  I  can't  say  you  do.    I  thought 
you  would  be.     I   think  you   ought  to  be.     You 
ought  to  look — well — a  little  unhappy. 

Mr.  Fortescue — You  want  me  to  look  unhappy 
because  you  love  some  one  else. 

Kitty — I  think  it  would  have  been  rather  nice  of 
you. 

Mr.  Fortescue — But  supposing  /love  some  one 
else  ? 

Kitty  [eagerly] — But  you  don't,  do  you,  Jeff? 
Mr.  Fortescue — My  dear  Kitty,  what  can  it 
matter  to  you  now  ? 

Kitty  [doubtfully]—  N-no.    Of  course  it  oughtn't 

to  matter.     But  I  didn't  think 

Mr.  Fortescue— That  I  could  be  as  faithless  as 
yourself? 

Kitty — How  horrid  of  you  ! 
Mr.  Fortescue — No,   I'm  not,  and  I  haven't 
been  faithless.     I  have  been   true  to   you,  Kittv, 
and  would  have  married  you.     You  wish  to  be  free. 
Well,  I  give  you  your  freedom. 

Kitty — Oh,   I   never    thought   you'd   take  it  so 
coolly.     You  want  to  be  free,  too  ! 
Mr.  Fortescue — Naturally. 
Kitty — To  marry  some  one  else  ? 
Mr.  Fortescue — I'm  sorry  if  the  idea  hurts 
you.     Yes,  I  wish  to  marry  some  one  else.     You 
want  to  do  the  same,  I  understand.    What  could  be 
better  ? 

Kitty — Oh,  but  I  didn't  think  you  would  be  so 
glad  to  get  rid  of  me.  I — I — Jeff,  who  is  she  ?  Is 
she  pretty,  and  young,  and  clever  ?  Won't  you 
tell  me  ?    Is  it  any  one  I  know  ? 

Mr.  Fortescue — Yes,  it  is  your  old  school- 
fellow, Marion  Harcourt. 

Kitty  [amazed] — Marion  !  Why — you've  only 
known  her  five  minutes  ! 

Mr.  Fqrtescue — No,  we  met  on  the  way  home. 
She  and  her  father  joined  our  boat  at  Colombo. 

Kitty — Then_v<7«  are  the  man  she  has  been  tell- 
ing me  of — who  was  engaged  to  some  one  else  and 
with  whom  she  parted  forever  ? 

Mr.  Fortescue— We  thought  we  had  parted 
forever. 

Kitty — I  should  think  so — when  you  were  en- 
gaged to  me  ! 

Mr.  Fortescue— Don't  be  mean,  Kitty,  when 
you  were  in  love  with  some  one  else. 
Kitty — I'm  not  sure  that  I  am  now. 
Mr.  Fortescue— Good  heavens  !   What  a  com- 
plication !     I 

Kitty — Oh,  it's  all  right  as  far  as  you  are  con- 
cerned, Mr.  Fortescue.     Don't  mind  me  ! 
Mr.  Fortescue — Kitty,  you  can't  possibly  be 

such  a 

Kitty  (coolly)— Dog  in  the  manger,  are  you 
going  to  say  ?  At  any  rate,  I  am  a  dog  with  two 
strings  to  my  bow,  and  1  know  now  I  never  loved 
you.  It's  nice  to  have  one's  mind  made  up  for  one, 
so  send  for  Marion,  and  I'll  wish  her  joy.  And  I 
must  send  a  telegram  ! 

Mr.  Fortescue— Whom  to?  Oh,  I  beg  your 
pardon. 

Kitty — You'll  see.  You  may  hand  it  in  forme 
if  you  like.  You  pass  a  telegraph  office,  don't 
you  ? 

MR.  Fortescue— Certainly,  with  pleasure. 
Kitty  [sits  down  and  writes]— There  1     Here  is 
sixpence. 


Mr.  Fortescue — Can  you  be  polite  in  twelve 
words  ? 

Kitty— Read  it  and  see  !     [  Watches  him.] 

Mr.  Fortescue  [reads]—  To  Trefusis.  Guards' 
Club.  Please  come  congratulate  me. — Kitty.  Who 
is  Trefusis  ? 

Kitty — Why,  the  other  one,  of  course.  Go  and 
hand  it  in,  quick. — Black  and  White. 


Miss  Agnes  Repplier,  who  is  now  visiting  Lon- 
don, has  become  quite  a  literary  lioness  in  that  city. 
Andrew  Lang  has  given  a  dinner-party  in  her 
honor,  among  the  guests  being  Professor  Max 
Muller,  the  distinguished  philologist.  Mrs. 
Humphry  Ward  has  also  entertained  her  at  an 
"  at  home  "  and  has  spent  some  time  in  her  com- 

pany'  ^ 

—  Stereopticon  exhibitions  for  enter- 
tainments  and  residences.  Competent  operators. 
Endless  variety  of  views.  Henry  Kahn  &  Co., 
Opticians,  642  Market  Street.  Chronicle  Building. 


The  principal  American  lion  in  London  just  now 
is,  of  course,  Mrs.  Frances  Hodgson  Burnett.  She 
is  described  by  a  London  writer  as  a  little,  fair- 
haired  woman,  with  a  half-quizzing  expression  and 
very  clever- looking  gray  eyes. 


Miss  Alice  Moore,  of  Cleveland,  O.,  is  one  of 
the  few  women  who  have  made  a  century  record 
on  the  bicycle.  A  century  run  means  to  ride  a 
hundred  miles  in  a  day.  Miss  Maud  Stuart,  of  this 
city,  also  enjoys  this  distinction. 


AYER'S 


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AND 

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TO 

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THE 

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Attention,  Connoisseurs ! 

40  04  Exported    to    Bermuda,    thence 

1001  to    Bremen,   thence   to    Hamburg, 

IIIUIO  W  an<*     t*len     k>'    S*"P    Orpheus,    five 

nnloM  years  ago,  to  this  port,  laying  in 

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Ilk    1  111  I   Ull  I  LU.    buy  one  barrel  or  more  direct  from 

bonded  warehouse.     Orders  will  be  given  on  warehouse. 

After  thirteen  years,  the  natural  evaporation  being  great, 

the  barrels  now  contain   from  25  to  27  gallons  of  PURE 

WHISKY,   originally    45   to   47  gallons.      Will    sell    at 

$5.50  per  gallon,  re-gauged.     Send  your  orders  for 

same  to  MAO,  SADLER  &  CO., 

49  Beale  Street.  S.  F. 

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O11  August  1,   1804. 

2817     CLAY    STREET. 


MISS  ELIZABETH  MOORE'S  SCHOOL, 
515  Haight  Street.  French  taught  in  all  grades 
without  extra  charge.  Facilities  for  studying  Music. 
Art,  and  Languages.  Thorough  instruction  in  the  Ele- 
mentary branches.  A  limited  number  of  boarders  re- 
ceived. 


500,000 

Gallons  of  pure,  heated  .salt- 
water pumped  daily  into  the 
gigantic  swimming  tank, 

LURLINE  BATHS 


SPRING  STYLES  IN  WOOLENS, 

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do  you  pay  more  than  One  Dollar 
per  hundred  for  your  Visiting  Cards, 
when  you  can  have  the  best  quality 
printed  from  your  plate  at  the  above 
price  by  Pierson  Brothers,  of  225 
Kearny  Street. 


July  30,  1894. 


THE 


ARGONAUT. 


11 


At  Del  Monte. 

Del  Monte  was  the  scene  of  considerable  gayety 
last  Saturday,  and  quite  a  large  number  of  promi- 
ment  society  people  were  at  the  hotel.  The  attrac- 
tion during  the  day-time  was  the  visitors'  tennis 
tournament,  which  was  well  contested,  and  resulted 
in  a  victory  for  Mr.  Charles  P.  Hubbard  and  Mr. 
Harry  Stetson.  Owing  to  some  fault  the  ladies' 
doubles  was  not  played.  In  the  evening  the  ball- 
room was  the  centre  of  attraction,  and  several 
figures  of  the  cotillion  were  danced  under  the  able 
leadership  of  Mr.  George  Aimer  Newhall,  whose 
partner  was  Miss  Ella  Goad.  At  its  conclusion  an 
elaborate  supper  was  enjoyed,  and  terminated  a 
pleasantly  passed  evening.  The  majority  of  the 
people  at  the  hotel  returned  to  the  city  early  in  the 
week. 

Notes  and  Gossip. 

Information  has  been  received  here  of  the  en- 
gagement of  Mrs.  Mamie  C.  Hastings,  of  this 
city,  to  Mr.  James  Daniel,  son  of  Mr.  Legoyel 
Daniel,  of  London,  England.  Mrs.  Hastings  is 
at  present  in  London.  The  exact  date  for  the 
wedding  has  not  been  set. 

Mrs.  A.  G.  Booth,  who  is  passing  the  summer  at 
her  villa  near  Glenwood,  in  the  Santa  Cruz  Mount- 
ains, gave  a  delightful  lunch-party  there  recently  in 
honor  of  Miss  Gould  and  Miss  Anna  Wainwright. 

Movements  and  Whereabouts. 

Annexed  will  be  found  a  resume  of  movements  to 
and  from  this  city  and  coast,  and  of  the  whereabouts 
of  absent  Californians  : 

Mrs.  Moses  Hopkins,  Miss  Nellie  Hillyer,  and  Miss 
Mamie  Holbrook  have  returned  from  the  Hotel  del 
Monte.  .  ,         ,. 

Mrs.  Clark  W.  Crocker,  Misses  Fanny  and  Julia 
Crocker,  and  the  Misses  Maud  and  Bessie  Younger  have 
returned  from  the  Hotel  del  Monte. 

Mrs.  Peter  Donahue,  Mrs.  Edward  Martin,  Miss 
Isabel  McKenna,  Miss  Laura  McKmstry,  Miss  Marie 
Zane,  and  Miss  Fanny  Loughborough  have  returned 
from  a  visit  to  the  Hotel  del  Monte. 

Mrs  F.  L.  Castle.  Misses  Eva,  Blanche,  and  Hiloa 
Castle',  and  Mrs.  C.  E.  Hayes  sailed  from  Southampton 
last  Wednesday  on  the  steamer  Spree  for  New  York. 

Mr.  Joseph  D.  Grant  will  return  to  the  city  in  a  few 
days  after  a  two  months'  visit  to  the  Eastern  States  and 
Europe.  .  .      ^ 

Miss  Agnes  Burgin  is  passing  the  summer  witn  friends 
at  Lee,  Mass.  . 

Mr.  Joseph  Friedlander,  who  is  passing  his  vacation  at 
Lake  Tahoe,  will  return  in  about  two  weeks. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  E.  J.  McCutchen  left  last  Tuesday  on  a 
brief  visit  to  the  Eastern  States. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  William  B.  Wilshire  have  been  enjoying 
an  Eastern  trip,  passing  much  of  the  time  m  New  York 


from  there  last  Tuesday.  Mr.  Callaghan  Byrne  will  re- 
turn on  Sunda*y  afternoon. 

Miss  Jennie  Dunphy  and  Miss  Viola  Piercy  have  been 
passing  the  week  at  the  Hotel  del  Monte. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Millen  Griffith  went  to  the  Hotel  del 
Monte  last  Wednesday  to  remain  during  the  week. 

Colonel  Isaac  Trumbo  passed  last  week  in  New  York 
city. 

Mr.  Joseph  M.  Quay  has  returned  from  a  prolonged 
Eastern  trip. 

Mrs.  Adam  Grant  is  passing  the  summer  at  the  Hotel 
del  Monte. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Charles  Main  left  last  Wednesday  to  visit 
the  Hotel  del  Monte. 

Mrs.  Vanderlynn  Stow  and  Miss  Stow  are  passing  the 
season  in  San  Luis  Obispo  County. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  J.  R.  K.  Nuttall  wQl  return  from  San 
Rafael  next  Wednesday. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Benjamin  Arnhold  are  passing  a  month  at 
Lake  Tahoe. 


Army  and  Navy  News. 

The  latest  personal  notes  relative  to  army  and 
navy  people  at  the  various  posts  around  San  Fran- 
cisco are  appended : 

Rear-Admiral  J.  G.Walker,  U.  S.  N.,  was  detached 
from  the  command  of  the  Pacific  Station  on  July  nth 
and  ordered  to  duty  as  superintendent  of  the  Naval 
Academy. 

Commodore  C.  C.  Carpenter,  U.  S.  N.,  will  leave  here 
on  August  7th  for  Yokohama,  Japan,  to  take  command  of 
the  Asiatic  Station,  having  the  rank  of  acting  admiral. 

Surgeon  Millard  H.  Crawford,  U.  S.  N.,  who  has 
been  located  here  for  the  past  three  years  in  charge  of  the 
marine  rendezvous,  will  be  relieved  from  duty  to-day,  and 
will  remain  here  to  await  the  arrival,  from  San  Salvador, 
of  the  Bennington,  to  which  vessel  he  has  been  ordered. 
After  undergoing  necessary  repairs  at  Mare  Island,  the 
Bennington  will  go  to  the  Asiatic  Station.  She  is  expected 
here  In  about  two  weeks. 

Passed  Assistant  Surgeon  G.  T.  Rothganger,  U.  S.  N., 
■will  come  down  from  Mare  Island  to-day  to  assume 
charge  of  the  marine  rendezvous. 

Captain  Joshua  A.  Fessenden,  U.  S.  A.,  retired,  and 
his  family  are  passing  the  summer  at  Stamford,  Conn. 

Captain  W.  E.  Wilder,  Fourth  Cavalry,  U.  S.  A.,  has 
been*  granted  one  month's  leave  of  absence,  with  per- 
mission to  apply  for  an  extension  of  two  months. 

Lieutenant  Granger  Adams,  Fifth  Artillery,  U.  S.  A., 
is  visiting  at  Saratoga,  N.  Y. 

Lieutenant  William  M.  Crofton,  First  Infantry,  U.  S. 
A.,  who  is  absent  on  a  four  months'  leave,  has  been  at 
Fort  Sheridan.  111.,  for  a  few  weeks  visiting  his  parents. 
Colonel  and  Mrs.  Robert  E.  A.  Crofton,  U.  S.  A. 

Lieutenant  Warren  P.  Newcomb,  Fifth  Artillery,  U.  S. 
A.,  has  been  granted  a  leave  of  absence  until  Septem- 
ber 1st. 

Lieutenant  E.  H.  Tillman,  U.  S.  N.,  has  been  detached 
from  the  Thetis  and  ordered  to  the  Coast  Survey. 

Lieutenant  M.  C.  Gorgas,  U.  S.  N„  will  be  detached 
from  the  Detroit  on  August  4th  to  take  charge  of  a  draft 
of  apprentices  for  the  Mare  Island  Navy  Yard.  Upon 
his  arrival  here,  he  will  be  assigned  to  duty  on  the  T/ietis. 

Lieutenant  Robert  H.  Noble.  First  Infantry,  U.  S.  A., 
who  has  been  acting  as  military  instructor  at  St. 
John's  College,  Annapolis,  for  the  past  three  years,  is 
now  traveling  in  Europe.  At  the  exDiration  of  his  leave 
of  absence  he  will  report  for  duty  at  the  Presidio. 

Ensign  G.  L.  Fermier,  U.  S.  N.,  will  be  detached  from 
the  TItetis  on  August  20th  and  granted  three  months' 
leave  of  absence. 

Ensign  W.  D.  MacDougall,  U.  S.  N„  will  be  detached 
from  the  Thetis  about  September  10th  and  granted  three 
months'  leave  of  absence. 

Ensign  Victor  Blue,  U.  S.  N.,  will  soon  be  detached 
from  duty  on  the  Charleston  and  ordered  to  the  Thetis. 


and  strong.  She  began  her  wonderful  record  of 
life-saving  with  the  rescue  of  four  small  boys, 
whose  boat  capsized  in  the  harbor  before  her. 

The  Baroness  Langenau,  of  Vienna,  has  been 
much  persecuted  by  certain  Lutherans  because  she 
is  a  Methodist.  She  recently  spoke  at  a  meeting 
of  the  West  London  Mission,  which  is  conducted 
by  Methodists,  and  presented  it  with  a  necklace 
worth  ten  thousand  dollars,  to  be  sold  for  the  bene- 
fit of  the  mission. 

Mme.  Alboni,  the  greatest  of  the  contraltos  of 
our  time,  left  some  handsome  legacies  to  the  poor 
of  Paris.  Among  them  were  a  fund  to  provide 
forty  savings  -  bank  books,  of  fifty  dollars  each, 
every  year  to  poor  and  deserving  girls  and  boys, 
without  distinction  of  religion  or  nationality,  and  a 
gift  of  twenty  thousand  dollars  to  found  beds  in 
Paris  hospitals  for  Italian  patients. 

The  Czar  gave  Mile.  Liane  de  Pongy  the  choice 
of  leaving  Russia  as  she  came  there,  on  condition 
that  she  should  leave  soon,  or  under  police  escort. 
It  appears  that  she  captivated  one  of  the  Demi- 
doffs,  and  that  the  family  of  the  young  Midas  rep- 
resented the  danger  in  which  his  fortune  stood 
to  the  Czar,  who  will  order  a  passport  to  be  refused 
to  her  new  adorer  should  he  promise  to  follow 
her  to  France. 


CI  Mrs.  Charles  Webb  Howard,  of  Oakland,  is  passing  a 
month  at  Bar  Harbor,  Me.  ..,--, 

Miss  Floyd  left  on  July  14th  to  visit  the  family  resi- 
dence near  Clear  Lake.  She  was  accompanied  by  her 
cousin,  Miss  Lucy  L.  Matthews,  of  Louisiana,  and  some 
other  young  lady  friends,  under  the  chaperonage  of 
Colonel  and  Mrs.  William  T.  Welcker.  They  have  been 
having  a  pleasant  time  boating,  fishing,  and  yachting  in 
the  steam-yacht  Whisper,  which  is  the  family  conveyance 
as  the  only  approach  to  Cape  Floyd  is  by  water.  Mr.  A. 
D.  Grimwood.  Mr.  James  T.  Boyd,  and  Mr.  Matthews 
returned  to  the  city  a  week  ago.  but  the  rest  of  the  party 
remained  to  enjoy  the  pleasures  of  "  Kono  Tayee." 

Mr.  Seymour  Manning  left  last  Thursday  for  Washing- 
ton. D.  C,  to  join  Mrs.  Manning,  who  has  been  East  a 
couple  of  months.     They  will  return  in  September. 

Mrs.  E.  B.  Young  has  returned  to  the  city  after  pass- 
ing about  two  months  at  Santa  Barbara. 

Mrs.  L.  J.  Hanchett,  Miss  Birdie  Rutherford,  and  Mr. 
A.  H.  Rutherford  went  to  the  Hotel  del  Monte  last  Sat- 
urday for  a  brief  visit.  .      _,    -     , 

Miss  lennie  Sanderson  is  visiting  friends  in  London. 

Mr.  Frederick  G.  Cartwright  left  last  Wednesday  for 
Bakersfield  on  a  brief  trip.  ... 

Miss  Laura  Bates  has  been  at  San  Mateo  during  the 
past  week  visiting  the  Misses  Mae  and  Eleanor  Dimond. 

Mr.  Robert  E.  Woodward  passed  last  Saturday  and 
Sunday  at  the  Country  Club.  _  _ 

Mr.  L.  Reiss  is  here  from  Paris  on  a  visit  to  his  brother, 
Mr.  Bernard  Reiss. 

Mr.  Sidney  E.  Mezes,  who  recently  returned  from  a 
year's  stay  in  Chicago,  will  pass  the  next  two  months  in 
Saubalito. 

Mr.  Charles  Sutro  and  Miss  Clara  Sutro  are  passing 
several  weeks  at  Santa  Cruz. 

Mr.  Peter  Dean  and  Miss  Sara  Dean  went  to  the  Hotel 
del  Monte  last  Saturday  to  remain  a  few  days. 

Miss  Agnes  McLaughlin  is  entertaining  Miss  Anna 
Waldeyer,  of  Oroville,  at  Golden  Gate  Cottage  in  Santa 

Mrs.  C.  A.  Spreckels  has  been  at  the  Hotel  del  Monte 
during  the  past  week.  . 

Mr.  W.  A.  Holcomb  and  the  Misses  Lulu  and  Susie 
Holcomb  have  returned  from  a  visit  to  the  Yosemite 
Valley. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Seth  Mann,  of  Oakland,  passed  last 
Saturday  and  Sunday  at  the  Hotel  del  Monte. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  James  M.  Goewey  have  returned  from 
a  prolonged  visit  at  Castle  Crag. 

Mrs.  D.  Walter  and  Miss  Flora  Walter  are  enjoying  a 
visit  at  San  Jose. 

The  home  of  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Clarence  M.  Mann  has 
been  brightened  by  the  advent  of  a  daughter. 

Mrs.  Cosmo  Morgan  has  gone  to  Southern  California 
for  a  few  weeks.  . 

Mrs.   James  W.   Keeney  is  passing  a    month    at  ban 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  J.  H.  Rosewald  have  returned  from  a 
prolonged  visit  to  Southern  California. 

Miss  Adele  Martel  has  been  visiting  friends  in  .Alameda 
for  a  week.  . 

Mrs.  Thomas  G.  Walkington  is  passing  the  summer  at 
San  Jose.  ,         . 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  William  D.  O'Kane  have  returned  to  the 
city  after  passing  the  summer  at  San  Mateo. 

Mrs.  B.  F.  Norris  is  passing  a  couple  of  months  at 
San  Jose. 

Mrs.  Rosalie  Gieenebaum  and  Miss  Stella  Greenebaum 
arrived  in  Bremen  a  week  ago. 

Mrs.  S.  Clinton  Hastings  is  at  her  home  in  Lake 
County. 

Mrs.  Thomas  Breeze  and  the  Misses  Breeze  went  to  the 
Hotel  del  Monte  last  Tuesday. 

Misses  Alice  and  Ella  Hobart,  Misses  Mariam  and 
Frances  Moore,  Miss  May  Hoffman,  and  Miss  Vassault 
have  been  at  the  Hotel  del  Monte  during  the  past  week. 

Mrs.  C.  A.  Spreckels  has  been  at  the  Hotel  del  Monte 
during  the  past  week. 

Mrs.  Drury  Melone  and  family  returned  to  Oak  Knoll 
last  Thursday  after  passing  a  week  at  the  Hotel  del 
Monte. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  R.  E.  Marx  and  Miss  Evelyn  Ham- 
burger have  returned  from  a  visit  to  various  summer  re- 
sorts in  Lake  County. 

Mr.  Henry  Heyman  was  in  Paris,  en  route  to  London, 
when  last  heard  from. 

Mr.  O.  Shafter  Howard  was  visiting  at  North  Shore, 
Mass.,  last  week.  - 

Mrs.  James  Irvine,  Sr.,  has  been  at  the  Hotel  del 
Monte  for  the  past  fortnight.     Mr.  J.  W.  Byrne  returned 


ABOUT    THE    WOMEN. 


S.  &  G.  GUMP  S 

ART    GALLERY, 
113   GEARY   STREET. 

San  Francisco,  July  25,  1894. 

We  beg  leave  to  call  your  attention  to  the  fact 
that  we  have  concluded  to  dispose  of  our  fine  paint- 
ings and  water-colors  at  an  immense  sacrifice. 

As  is  well  known,  our  collection  contains  gems 
from  the  Salons  and  different  art-centres  of  Europe, 
and  many  were  bought  direct  from  the  artists' 
ateliers,  thus  giving  our  purchasers  the  benefit  of 
first  prices. 

We  shall  not  hold  our  usual  auction  sale  of 
paintings  this  year,  but  will  offer  instead,  for  the 
next  thirty  days,  an  exceptional  opportunity  to  ob- 
tain original  paintings  of  merit,  from  the  brush  of 
artists  of  name  and  renown,  at  prices  far  below 
their  value. 

We  are  forced  to  do  this  on  account  of  the  de- 
pression in  business,  and  particularly  certain  obli- 
gations maturing  at  an  early  date  which  must  be 
met. 

Trusting  you  will  favor  us  with  a  visit  to  our 
gallery  and  convince  yourself. 

Very  respectfully,         S.  &  G.  Gump. 


—  Spectacles  and  eye-glasses  accurately 
fitted  at  reasonable  prices.  Henry  Kahn  &  Co., 
opticians,  642  Market  Street,  Chronicle  Building. 


— Moore's  Poison-Oak  Remedy. 
son-oak  and  all  skin  diseases. 


Cures  poi- 


Mrs.  Alexander,  the  well-known  novelist,  who  is 
really  Mrs.  Alexander  Hector,  is  a  grandmother, 
nearly  seventy. 

The  Baroness  Burdett-Coutts  possesses  the  finest 
and  most  carefully  preserved  copy  of  the  first  folio 
of  Shakespeare,  1623. 

The  Infanta  Eulalia  is  residing  in  London,  where 
living  is  more  economical.  Her  pension  has  been 
reduced,  and  she  is  attended  only  by  a  maid  of 
honor. 

The  latest  discovered  peculiarities  of  Sarah 
Grand,  author  of  "The  Heavenly  Twins,"  is 
the  pinkness  of  her  nose,  which  is  said  to  be  shell- 
like in  the  delicacy  of  its  tint. 

The  widow  of  General  Phil  Sheridan,  with  her 
three  children,  lives  in  Washington.  Mrs-  Sheri- 
dan is  about  thirty-five  years  old,  having  been  very 
much  the  junior  of  her  husband. 

Mile.  Paulina,  of  Holland,  is  probably  the  tiniest 
woman  on  the  planeL  She  is  eighteen  years  old, 
weighs  less  than  nine  pounds,  and  lacks  four  inches 
of  being  as  high  as  a  two-foot  rule. 

The  most  adventurous  journey  said  ever  to  have 
been  taken  by  a  woman  was  recently  completed  by 
Mrs.  Littledale,  who,  with  her  husband,  started 
from  Constantinople  and  crossed  Asia  to  Shanghai. 

Miss  Dhanbai  Fardonjer  Banajee,  aged  eighteen 
years,  of  Bombay,  is  the  first  woman  to  go  from 
India  to  Paris  for  art  study.  She  has  succeeded  in 
having  one  of  her  pictures  hung  in  the  Paris  Salon. 

The  only  woman  lawyer  in  Spain  is  Manuela  y 
Palido,  of  Madrid,  whose  portrait,  with  her  permis- 
sion to  practice  law  in  the  Spanish  courts,  hung  in 
Spain's  exhibit  in  the  Woman's  Building  last  sum- 
mer. 

The  Empress  of  Austria  smokes  innumerable 
cigarettes  every  day,  but  she  does  more  than  this. 
In  the  evening  she  not  only  lights  a  cigar,  but  she 
lights  one  from  the  other,  and,  moreover,  they  are 
strong. 

A  sensation  has  been  created  among  the  women 
of  Mexico  by  the  appointment  of  one  of  their 
number  to  an  office  for  the  first  time — that  of  Miss 
Maria  Gonzalez  Hermosillo  to  be  postmistress  in 
the  State  of  Jalisco. 

The  Boston  Transcript  says  that  the  yearly 
salary  of  Ida  Lewis,  the  famous  keeper  of  the 
Lime  Rock  Lighthouse,  at  the  south  end  of  New- 
port Harbor,  is  seven  hundred  and  fifty  dollars  and 
two  tons  of  coal.  She  is  past  fifty  now,  her  hair 
slightly  streaked  with  gray,  and  her  face  somewhat 
rugged  and  weather-beaten  ;  but  she  is  still  alert 


—  Ladies  outing  shirts  and  waists  made 
to  order  at  Carmany's,  25  Kearny  Street. 


—  The  visiting  card  which  Cooper  fur- 
nishes  at  51.00  per  100  from  your  plate,  is  of  finer 
quality  and  better  workmanship  than  given  by  any 
other  house  in  the  city. 


Mrs.  Levi  P.  Morton  spends  a  small  fortune  on 
shoes,  slippers,  and  other  forms  of  foot-gear.  She 
has  them  fitted  till  not  a  wrinkle  can  be  seen.  She 
has  shoes  of  patent-leather,  suede  kid  in  four  or 
five  shades,  satin,  silk,  velvet,  and  various  other 
materials. 


fW^ 


Pimples,  blotches,  blackheads, 
red,  rough,  and  oily  skin,  pre- 
vented by  Cuticura  Soap,  the  most 
effective  skin  purifying  and  beauti- 
fying soap  in  the  world.  The  only 
preventive  of  pimples,  because  the 
only  preventive  of  inflammation 
and  clogging  of  the  pores. 

So!d  throughout  the  world.  Trice  2-ric.  P'.T-'-R 
DRCG   J*D   ClUM.   CORI'.,   Sol  '    Pro'  ...    ! 
"AJ1  about  the  Pkio  and  >iuir,"  ui-ii.ii  i.      . 


Unexcelled  in  Appointments. 
Unsurpassed  in  Cuisine. 

THE    PALACE   HOTEL 


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THE  AMERICAN  OR  EUROPEAN 

PLAN. 


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THE        ARGONAUT. 


July  30,  1894. 


A    SUMMER    FLIRTATION. 


The  Result  of  Flirting  with  a  Little  Milliner. 


It  was  about  the  end  of  the  long  vacation.  He  had 
been  indiscreet,  no  doubt.  But,  after  all,  no  harm 
had  been  done  ;  and  now  that  business  was  begin- 
ning again,  the  incident  would  soon  become  a  thing 
of  the  past.  He  had  got  no  work  by  remaining- in 
town,  and  he  had  been  unutterably  bored — that  is 
to  say,  at  first.  Afterward  he  was  not  bored,  but 
he  was  not  quite  comfortable.  He  had  met  her  first 
on  the  bridge  in  St.  James's  Park.  The  sultriness 
of  that  August  night,  the  smothered  quacking  of  a 
sleepless  duck,  the  large  rain-drops,  the  hurried 
step  behind  him,  the  small,  pale  face  and  large,  blue 
eyes,  peering  anxiously  into  the  darkness  overhead, 
the  sudden  flash,  the  little  scream,  and  the  long  roll 
of  thunder — these  were  their  introduction.  She  had 
no  umbrella  and  she  was  really  frightened.  He 
could  not  have  done  otherwise,  and  was  she  to 
blame  for  being  grateful  ? 

In  the  first  instance  he  was  not  in  fault.  In  the 
course  of  a  perfectly  natural  conversation  he  had 
learned  that  every  night  she  walked  home  by  the 
bridge.  No  one  was  in  town  ;  it  was  too  hot  for 
the  pit  of  any  theatre  ;  and  it  was  impossible  to 
read  at  home.  There  is  no  pleasanter  place  in 
London  for  a  stroll  than  St.  James's  Park,  and  the 
view  from  the  bridge  at  night  recalls  the  calmest 
reaches  of  the  Isis.  She  had  never  been  on  the 
Thames  and  longed  for  an  opportunity.  He  pitied 
her  and  gave  himself  a  treat.  Then  there  were 
the  Policeries  and  the  Chinese  Exhibition  ;  till  at 
last  he  felt  that,  if  on  any  Saturday  he  did  not 
suggest  some  change  from  the  simple  stroll,  she 
would  be  disappointed. 

She  had  a  sweetly  pretty  face  and  a  modest, 
clinging  manner.  She  knew  her  failings,  and  would 
give  anything  to  educate  herself.  Under  his  guid- 
ance, her  mind  unfolded  and  expanded  every  day. 
He  laughed  at  "  The  Baronet's  Choice,"  and  at  his 
bidding,  the  Young  Lady's  Weekly  Novelette  was 
discarded  for  George  Eliot  and  Thackeray.  She 
was  particularly  horrified  at  the  wickedness  of 
Becky  Sharp. 

He  called  her  Jeannie,  for  he  never  knew  her  sur- 
name. It  was  not  her  wont  to  talk  about  herself, 
and  he  rather  preferred  not  to  learn  the  details  of 
her  parentage.  She  had  never  mentioned  her  oc- 
cupation, but  the  simple  tastefulness  of  her  dress 
and  the  ease  with  which  it  fitted  her  pretty  figure 
left  little  room  for  doubt  upon  this  head.  She  had 
told  him  her  birthday  once,  and  he  had  not  for- 
gotten it.  And  when  she  timidly  asked  him  to  en- 
hance the  value  of  the  locket  by  giving  her  a  lock 
of  his  hair — the  wig  sat  so  lightly  on  his  brow  that 
the  luxuriant  growth  of  his  dark  tresses  was  still 
unimpaired — he  could  not  hurt  her  feelings  by  re- 
fusing the  request. 

The  end  of  the  vacation  had  come  at  last.  Men 
were  back  at  chambers,  and  the  friends  with  whom 
one  dines  were  daily  returning  to  town.  Besides, 
the  weather  was  becoming  decidedly  unsuited  for 
evening  promenades.  But,  as  we  have  said,  he  did 
not  feel  quite  comfortable  about  the  situation.  It 
would  be,  no  doubt,  the  easiest  thing  in  the  world 
to  drift  away  from  this  benevolent  flirtation,  just  as 
he  had  drifted  into  it  ;  but  he  did  not  like  to  behave 
unkindly.  If  she  had  grown  too  fond  of  him,  it 
was  not  his  fault,  though  possibly  a  natural  result 
of  their  relations.  It  might  have  been  better  if  the 
incident  had  never  occurred  ;  but  it  was  clear  that 
at  its  present  stage  he  could  not,  without  meanness, 
bring  the  acquaintance  to  an  abrupt  termination. 

In  a  discontented  frame  of  mind  he  walked  down 
to  the  Temple  one  morning.  At  the  door  of  his 
chambers  his  clerk  met  him  with  a  brief  in  his 
hand.  "If  you  please,  sir,  Mr.  Wilson  would  be 
glad  if  you  would  look  after  this  matter  for  him  to- 
day. He  is  in  the  court  of  appeal.  The  case  is 
not  likely  to  be  reached,  as  Jarndyce  versus  Jarndyce 
(which  has  been  transferred  from  the  chancery 
division)  is  in  front  of  it.  Anyhow  you  will  not 
have  much  to  do,  as  you  have  Mr.  Snuffler  to  lead 
you."  He  took  up  the  brief,  and  had  discovered 
little  more  than  that  he  was  appearing  for  the 
defendant  in  a  breach-of-promise  case,  before  it 
was  time  for  him  to  robe  and  hurry  across  the 
Strand. 

As  he  entered  the  court,  he  met  a  general  exodus 
of  Q.  C.'s,  juniors,  and  solicitors'  clerks.  Forcing 
his  way  to  the  front,  he  confronted  an  army  of  bar- 
risters' clerks  stacking  books  and  packing  papers 
into  their  bags.  He  looked  at  the  cause-list  on  the 
wall,  and  found  the  name  "Jarndyce  versus  Jarn- 
dyce, part  heard,"  erased.  The  great  case  had 
been  unexpectedly  settled.  A  junior  engaged  in 
the  next  case  was  on  his  feet,  and  was  asking  that, 
with  the  consent  of  his  friend,  it  should  be  allowed 
to  stand  over.  Mr.  Snuffler,  leading  counsel  for 
the  plaintiff,  had  been  taken  suddenly  ill.  The 
malady  was  supposed  to  be  influenza. 

He  had  perused  fully  two-thirds  of  his  brief,  when 
his  attention  was  suddenly  arrested  by  the  words 
"  Robinson  against  Wiggins."  His  case  was  called. 
Should  he  follow  the  example  of  the  junior  in  the 
preceding  action?  No,  he  would  not  let  such  an 
opportunity  slip.     He  would  fight  and  win. 

So  the  plaintiff's  case  was  opened.     She  was  a 

young  lady.^amed  Jane  Robinson  and  aged  twenty- 

r  rnitened  circumstances  had  compelled  her 


to  supplement  her  parents'  means  by  taking  em- 
ployment in  a  millinery  establishment.  The  de- 
fendant, Alonzo  Wiggins,  was  the  manager  of  the 
business.  He  had  forced  his  attentions  upon  her, 
and  had  finally  induced  her  to  consent  to  become 
his  wife.  The  engagement  had  lasted  for  some 
months,  when  the  defendant  broke  it  off  without 
any  pretext,  except  that  the  plaintiff  had  found  it 
impossible  to  walk  with  him  every  evening,  and  he 
now  denied  that  he  had  ever  promised  marriage. 

The  counsel  for  the  defendant  had  been  watching 
the  demeanor  of  his  client — a  large  carroty-headed 
man  of  forty — so  closely  that  he  did  not  observe  the 
plaintiff  until  she  was  in  the  box.  A  soft,  sweet 
voice  fell  upon  his  ear  with  strange  familiarity.  He 
looked  up.     Gracious  heavens  ! 

He  had  scarcely  collected  his  scattered  senses 
before  the  examination-in-chief  had  concluded. 
As  he  rose  to  cross-examine,  his  eyes  met  those  of 
the  plaintiff,  and  a  sad  smile  passed  across  her  face. 
He  put  a  few  irrelevant  questions  and  drew  upon 
himself  a  sharp  rebuke  from  the  bench.  Then 
Brown,  who  was  sitting  by  his  side  taking  notes  for 
the  St.  James's  Gazette,  whispered  to  him,  "Sit 
down.  You're  all  right ;  they've  no  corroborative 
evidence."  But  at  that  moment  he  caught  sight  of 
the  locket,  which  he  knew  so  well,  hanging  from 
her  neck.  So  the  poor  child  had  not  quite  for- 
gotten him.  For  a  few  seconds  he  was  agitated  by 
a  terrible  conflict  between  his  zeal  as  an  advocate 
and  the  dread  of  personal  consequences  to  him- 
self. Duty  to  one's  client,  however,  is  paramount, 
and  he  proceeded  : 

"You  are,  I  observe,  wearing  a  locket.     What 
does  it  contain?" 
"  A  lock  of  hair." 

With  a  triumphant  glance  at  the  jury  :  "  Would 
you  be  so  good  as  to  open  the  locket  ?  " 

She  cast  an  appealing  look  toward  the  judge, 
but  was  met  with  a  stern  frown  ;  and  with  trembling 
thumb  she  pressed  the  spring.  The  lid  flew  open, 
and  revealed  a  wisp  of  bright-red  hair.  Attached 
to  it  was  a  blue  ribbon,  on  which  a  legend  was  in- 
scribed : 

As  Day  by  Night  is  followed  on,  so 
Jane  by  her  true  knight  Alonzo 
Shall  be  followed  all  her  life, 
Now  as  sweetheart,  soon  as  wife. 
The  jury  found  a  verdict  for  the  plaintiff— dam- 
ages  twenty-five  pounds.     The   desire  to   do  the 
right  thing  by  his  client  had  lost  him  his  case  and 
his  faith  in  womankind. — St.  JaTnes's  Gazette. 


AN    ACT    OF    MUNIFICENCE. 


He  was  a  tramp,  and  he  did  not  look  as  if  he 
were  fond  of  work  ;  but  he  bad  a  really  artistic 
tale  of  woe  to  unfold  to  the  kind  woman  who  met 
him  at  the  door.  He  had  suffered  all  his  life.  His 
parents  had  died  years  before  he  was  born  ;  he 
had  wished  all  his  days  to  be  a  minister,  but  could 
not  get  money  enough  to  buy  himself  suitable 
clothing  for  that  profession,  and  finally  had  come 
to  this. 

"  An'  all  I  asks,  ma'am,  is  enough  money  to  get 
to  Brooklyn,  where  there's  a  cemetery.  Then  I 
can  die  happy." 

"  Poor  soul ! "  said  the  sympathetic  woman. 
"Poor  soul ! " 

And  then  she  opened  her  purse  ;  but,  alas,  it 
held  nothing  but  samples. 

"You  see,"  she  said,  sorrowfully — "you  see,  I 
have  no  money." 

A  shadow  crept  over  the  pang-furrowed  face  of 
the  man,  and  he  turned  away  that  the  woman 
might  not  see  the  tear  that  was  slowly  trickling 
down  his  cheek. 

"  Then  I  shall  go  !  "  be  said,  hoarsely.  "  I  shall 
go  to  the  river " 

"No!"  she  cried,  her  face  lighting  up  with  a 
sudden  enthusiasm,  which  betokened  that  she  had 
discovered  a  means  of  relief.  "  Do  not  do  that ;  I 
have  a  plan.     Wait !  " 

Saying  which,  the  sweet  soul  bounded  lightly  up 
the  stairs,  and,  rushing  to  her  husband's  desk, 
which  stood  in  one  corner  of  the  room,  fumbled 
anxiously  among  his  papers  for  a  moment,  and 
then,  with  a  cry  of  delight,  having  found  what  she 
wanted,  rushed  back  to  the  waiting  sufferer  at  the 
door.  Her  face  shone  like  a  sun  of  happiness  as, 
breathless  from  her  haste,  she  panted  : 

"  Here  !  Take  this,  my  friend.  And  may  it  be 
the  corner-stone  of  a  new  and  profitable  fife  for 
you  !  " 

Then  she  closed  the  door  and  the  wayfarer 
glanced  at  her  gift.     It  was  a  blank  check.—  Bazar. 


Chicago  Culture. 

Colonel  James  Russell  Lowell  tells  the  story  that 
one  of  the  gentlemen  he  met  in  Chicago  had  a 
great  deal  to  say  of  his  travels  in  Europe.  Colonel 
Lowell  remarked  that  he  greatly  enjoyed  the 
French  literature  and  that  George  Sand  was  one  of 
his  favorite  authors. 

"  Oh,  yes  !"  exclaimed  the  Chicago  gentleman, 
"  I  have  had  many  a  happy  hour  with  Sand." 

"  You  knew  George  Sand,  then  ?  "  asked  Colonel 
Lowell,  with  an  expression  of  surprise. 

"  Knew  him  ?  Well,  I  should  rather  say  I  did," 
cried  the  Chicago  man,  and  then  he  added  as  a 
clincher:  "I  roomed  with  him  when  I  was  in 
Paris." — Chicago  Record. 


THE    TUNEFUL    LIAR. 


Mems.   from  a  Johnnie's  Note-Book. 
Gin  a  body  kiss  your  Tottie, 

Hit  him  in  the  eye ; 
Perhaps  the  other  fellow's  biggest, 

Then  prepare  to  die. 

When  you  see  a  pretty  danseuse 

Looking  coy  and  shy, 
Always  have  your  glasses  ready, 

Shell  be  kicking  high. 

When  it's  muddy,  always  saunter 

Slow,  with  downcast  eye, 
For  you'll  see  more  ankle  that  way 

Than  toward  the  sky. 

True  enjoyment  and  not  sorrow 

Is  the  proper  way ; 
So,  however  much  you  borrow, 

Never,  never  pay  ! — Pick-Me-Up. 

He  was  with  Debs. 
"  1  was  with  Debs  " — the  stranger  said. 
Cried  John  Most:  "Say  no  more, 
But  stay  and  drink  a  schooner 
Within  my  humble  door  l" 

"  As  I  remarked "  began  the  tramp. 

"  Nay,  rest  thee  '."  cried  John  Most. 
"  Slave,  bring  the  worthy  Anarchist 
Much  beer  and  eggs  on  toast  ! " 

"  It  was  a  bitter  struggle " 

"  Aye,  truly  ! "  quoth  John  Most ; 
"  But  ere  thee  tell  thy  story, 

Eat  !  drink  I  I'll  be  thy  host," 

The  stranger  ate  voraciously, 
And  quaffed  deep  mugs  of  beer ; 

While  John  Most  waited  patiently 
The  thrilling  tale  to  hear. 

"  You  were  with  Debs  ?  "  he  asked  at  last ; 
The  stranger  cried :   "  Sure,  Mike  ! 
I  took  the  Keeley  cure  with  Debs 
Two  years  before  the  strike  ! " 

— Evening  Sun. 

Hadn't  the  Nerve. 
Young  Ruffin's  mother-in-law  was  sick, 

Her  health  had  struck  a  flaw. 
And,  with  the  kind  concern  thai  moved 

The  average  son-in-law. 
He  straightway  to  the  settlement 

On  double-quick  did  chase, 
And  brought  a  doctor  back  with  him 

To  diagnose  the  case. 

With  anxious  mien  he  waited  then 

Until  the  doctor  grave 
Had  seen  the  patient,  and  in  turn 

This  honest  verdict  gave : 
"  She  needs  no  medicine,  young  man  ; 

There'll  be  no  help  for  her 
Unless  you  forthwith  send  her  to 

A  wanner  climate,  sir." 

No  word  young  Ruffin  spoke,  but  to  - 

The  wood-shed  he  made  tracks, 
And  straightway  comiDg  back  did  bring 

A  newly  sharpened  axe. 
This,  handing  to  the  man  who  did 
All  human  ailments  serve, 
"  You  do  it.  doctor,  dear,"  said  he ; 
"  I  haven't  got  the  nerve." 

— New  Orleans  Times- Democrat. 


Business  Before  Pleasure. 

They  were  performers  in  the  amateur  theatricals. 
During  the  progress  of  the  play,  at  one  time  while 
their  presence  was  not  needed  on  the  stage,  they 
sat  together  behind  the  scenes.  She  looked  beau- 
tiful indeed  in  old-fashioned  gown  and  powdered 
hair,  and  he,  in  court  costume  of  a  century  ago, 
was  the  beau-ideal  of  a  cavalier. 

For  some  time  he  had  been  very  attentive  to  her, 
and  although  people  bad  frequently  remarked  upon 
his  devotion,  he  had  not  come  to  the  point  of  pro- 
posing. But  as  they  sat  behind  the  scenes,  he  felt 
that  an  opportune  moment  had  arrived. 

"  Marie,"  he  said,  "  you  may  not  have  perceived 
my  liking,  but  I  can  not  delay.  I — I  want  to  ask 
you  to — to  be " 

Just  then  the  prompter  called  the  girl's  name, 
but  she  never  stirred. 

"  That's  your  cue,"  faltered  the  interrupted  lover. 

"Yes,"  she  answered,  calmly  enough,  laying  her 
hand  on  his  arm  ;  "  but  never  mind  the  cue.  You 
seemed  very  earnest  just  now,  and  I  want  you  to 
go  on.     What  were  you  going  to  say?" — Truth. 


A  Delicious  Drink, 

horsford's  acid  phosphate. 
For  a  right  good   and  lasting   cool   drink,  take 
Horsford's  Acid  Phosphate  with  ice-water  and  sugar. 


"  Why  do  you  not  stop  begging  and  try  to  get 
some  work  ?  "  "  Because  I  do  not  wish  to  give  up 
a  sure  thing  for  an  uncertainty." — Lc  Figaro. 


Laughing  Babies 
Are  loved  by  everybody.  Good  nature  in  children 
is  rare  unless  they  are  healthy.  Those  raised  on 
the  Gail  Borden  Eagle  Brand  Condensed  Milk  are 
comparatively  free  from  sickness.  This  milk  is  so 
easily  prepared  that  improper  feeding  is  inexcusable. 


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Mothers  be  sure  and  use  "  Mrs.  Winslow's 
Soothing  Syrup"  for jyour  children  while  teething. 


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that  are  advertised.  Any  one  who  has  a 
really  meritorious  medicine  is  generally 
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its  potency,  for  if  it  had  not  stood  the 
test  the  proprietors  could  not  afford  such 
a  heavy  outlay. —  Troy  Press. 


Listener — "  Isn't  it  wonderful  how  he  always  has  a 
brand  new  story  to  fit  everything  '  " 

Other  Listetter — "  Va-as.  Makes  'cm  up,  you  know, 
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THE 


ARG  ON  AUT. 


13 


STORYETTES. 


Grave  and  Gay,  Epigrammatic  and  Otherwise. 


Heine  said  of  Savoye,  a  mediocre  diplomat  ap- 
pointed embassador  to  Frankfort  by  Lamartine  in 
1848:  "Ordinarily  he  is  insane,  but  he  has  lucid 
moments  when  he  is  only  stupid." 


William  M.  Evarts,  being  at  the  top  of  Mount 
Washington,  began  a  speech,  which  the  crowd  of 
visitors  had  begged  from  him,  with  this  felicitous 
pun  :  "  We  are  not  strangers  ;  we  are  friends  and 
neighbors.  We  have  all  been  born  and  brought  up 
here  ! " 

When  General  Lafayette  attended  Lamarque's 
funeral,  the  crowd  took  the  horses  out  of  his  car- 
riage and  drew  him  home  themselves.  "  Were  you 
not  honored  and  pleased?  "  asked  a  friend.  "  Very 
much  pleased,"  replied  Lafayette,  "but  I  never 
saw  my  horses  again." 


Colonel  Ingersoll  once  called  upon  the  Rev. 
Phillips  Brooks,  and  the  great  preacher  received 
him  at  once,  although  he  had  declined  to  see  many 
distinguished  preachers.  "Why  have  you  shown 
me  this  marked  distinction  ?  "  inquired  the  colonel. 
"The  reason  is  simple."  replied  Dr.  Brooks  ;  "if 
those  preachers  die,  I'll  be  sure  to  meet  them  again 
in  heaven  ;  whereas,  had  you  gone  away  and  died, 
I  should  never  have  met  you  again.  I  thought  I 
had  better  take  no  chances." 

Two  young  fellows  once  entered  a  Western  train 
and  took  seats.  They  were  unaccustomed  to  rail- 
way travel,  and  were  constantly  on  the  watch  for 
some  accident.  Every  few  minutes  they  would 
raise  the  window  and  look  out.  Presently,  as  the 
train  came  around  a  curve,  one  of  them  saw  a 
fence  which  he  seemed  to  suppose  crossed  the 
track.  Jerking  his  head  in,  he  said,  in  a  frightened 
tone,  loud  enough  to  be  heard  by  every  one  in  the 
car:  "Hold  on  tight,  Bill,  she's  goin'  to  jump  a 
fence  !  " 

Dudley  Kavanagh,  the  billiard-player,  had  a  bill- 
iard-room in  New  York  before  the  men  now  famous 
as  billiardists  were  born.  He  was  a  crack  player 
then,  as  he  is  now.  A  stranger  happened  into  his 
room  one  day  and  challenged  Mr.  Kavanagh  to 
play  a  game.  The  latter  accepted,  won  the  bank, 
and  ran  the  game  out.  The  stranger,  who  had  not 
said  a  word,  put  his  cue  in  the  rack,  put  on  his  hat, 
and  started  for  the  door.  "Hold  on,"  shouted 
Kavanagh;  "ain't  you  going  to  pay  for  the  bill- 
iards ?  "  "  D it !  No  !  "  was  the  indignant  re- 
sponse ;  "  I  haven't  played  any  billiards." 


A  certain  judge  who  is  blessed  with  a  tremendous 
head  of  hair,  which  is  generally  in  a  state  of  wild 
disorder,  was  questioning  a  youthful  witness,  to 
make  sure  that  he  comprehended  the  character  and 
importance  of  the  oath  he  was  about  to  take. 
"  Boy,"  he  said,  with  his  severest  and  most  mag- 
isterial manner,  "do  you  feel  sure  that  you  could 
identify  me  after  six  months  ?  Now  be  careful. 
Think  before  you  speak."  "Well,  your  honor," 
replied  the  boy,  after  a  prolonged  survey  of  the 
judge's  portly  figure  and  rugged  features,  "  I  ain't 
sure,  but  I  think  I  could  if  you  wasn't  to  comb  your 
hair." 

A  young  man  dwelling  on  the  borderland  of 
aristocracy,  where,  as  George  Eliot  says,  annex- 
ation becomes  a  burning  question,  was  entertaining 
a  group  on  a  hotel  piazza.  With  great  freedom  he 
swung  into  the  conversation  by  their  familiar  abbre- 
viations the  names  that  decorate  the  society  col- 
umns. At  length  a  woman,  gazing  pensively  out  at 
sea  from  the  depths  of  a  Shaker  rocker,  turned 
toward  the  young  man  and,  bending  over  the  arm, 
said  :  "  My  dear  sir,  you  have  buried  a  man  who 
was  alive  on  Friday.  Such  haste  is  not  seemly. 
You  have  divorced  a  woman  now  happily  wedded. 
This  is  premature.  But  when  you  marry  my  hus- 
band to  another  woman,  I  must  reproach  you.  My 
dear  sir,  you  should  respect  the  law,  if  not  the 
gospel." 

Lord  Coleridge  had  a  trick,  when  on  the  bench, 
of  sometimes  closing  his  eyes  and  assuming  an  ex- 
pression as  if  wrapped  in  the  most  refreshing  of 
slumbers,  when,  as  a  matter  of  fact,  he  was  wide 
awake  and  listening.  Once,  when  he  was  sitting 
at  nisi  prius,  a  long-winded  young  barrister  was 
opening  the  case  for  the  complainant.  In  the 
middle  of  the  address,  Lord  Coleridge  apparently 
dropped  off  to  sleep.  The  counsel  did  not  notice 
it  for  some  time,  and  was  just  remarking  "our 
contention  is,  my  lord,  that  the  defendant  said  " — 
when  he  stopped  short,  looked  in  a  bloodthirsty 
way    at    the    somnolent    judge,    and    ejaculated  : 

"  Oh, it !  "     Lord  Coleridge  quietly  opened 

his  eyes,  and  inquired,  in  his  blandest  manner  : 
"Yes,  Mr.  Robinson  ;  what  else  did  the  defendant 
'say  besides  '  Oh, it'  ?" 


A  very  "  fresh  "  young  man  lately  made  the  ac- 
quaintance of  a  young  lady  from  Boston,  to  whom 
he  proceeded  to  pour  out  a  long  story  of  some  ad- 
venture in   which  he  had   played   the   hero.     His 


listener  was  much  surprised.  "Did  you  really  do 
that  ? "  she  asked.  "  I  done  it,"  answered  the 
proud  young  man,  and  he  began  forthwith  upon  an- 
other long  narrative,  more  startling  even  than  the 
first.  The  Boston  woman  again  expressed  her 
polite  surprise.  "  Yes,"  said  the  fellow,  with  an  in- 
flation of  the  chest;  "that's  what  I  done."  A 
third  story  followed,  with  another  "  I  done  it,"  and 
then  the  Boston  girl  remarked:  "Do  you  know, 
you  remind  me  so  strongly  of  Banquo's  ghost  ?  " 
"You  mean  the  ghost  in  Shakespeare's  play?" 
"  Yes."  "  And  why  ?"  "  Why,  don't  you  remem- 
ber that  Macbeth  said  to  him,  '  Thou  canst  not  say 
I  did  it?'"  The  young  man  could  not  imagine 
why  everybody  laughed. 

The  Duke  of  Wellington,  when  sitting  in -the 
Lords,  received  a  letter  from  an  eminent  landscape 
designer,  J.  C.  Loudon.  The  duke  had  lost  sight 
of  him  for  some  years.  It  was  a  note  to  this  effect : 
"  Mv  Lord  Duke  :  It  would  gratify  me  extremely 
if  you  would  permit  me  to  visit  Strathfieldsaye,  at 
any  time  convenient  to  your  grace,  and  to  inspect 
the  Waterloo  beeches.  Your  grace's  faithful  ser- 
vant, J.  C.  Loudon."  The  Waterloo  beeches 
were  trees  that  had  been  planted  immediately 
after  the  Battle  of  Waterloo  as  a  memorial  of  the 
great  fight.  The  duke  read  the  letter  twice,  the 
writing  of  which  was  not  very  clear,  and,  with  his 
usual  promptness  and  politeness,  replied  as  follows, 
having  read  the  signature  as  "  C.  J.  London"  in- 
stead of  "J.  C.  Loudon":  "My  Dear  Bishop 
of  London  :  It  will  always  give  me  great  pleasure 
to  see  you  at  Strathfieldsaye.  Pray  come  whenever 
it  suits  your  convenience,  whether  I  am  at  home  or 
not.  My  servant  will  receive  orders  to  show  you  as 
many  pairs  of  breeches  of  mine  as  you  wish  ;  but 
why  you  should  wish  to  inspect  those  that  I  wore  at 
the  Battle  of  Waterloo  is  quite  beyond  the  compre- 
hension of  yours,  most  truly,  WELLINGTON." 


An  apprentice  at  a  famous  London  bookseller's, 
coming  one  morning  to  take  down  the  shutters  and 
open  the  shop,  found  himself  addressed  by  the  oc- 
cupant of  a  hackney  carriage,  which  was  standing 
at  the  door.  "I  am  Mr.  de  Quincey,  and  I  pre- 
sume that  you  are  one  of  the  young  gentlemen  who 
assist  Mr.  Tait  in  conducting  his  business.  I  am 
at  the  moment  much  embarrassed  for  want  of  a 
sum  of  money  ;  the  difficulty  will  not,  however,  I 
assure  you,  be  permanent,  but  it  is  in  the  meantime 
most  urgent,  and  I  fancied  that  even  at  this  early 
hour  I  should  be  able  to  obtain  the  required 
amount  by  coming  here."  The  lad  thought  he 
might  be  wanting  a  five-pound  note  at  least,  so  he 
said  to  him,  anxiously:  "How  much  do  you  re- 
quire, Mr.  de  Quincey?"  "You  see,  young  sir, 
arriving  at  my  journey's  end,  I  shall  require  to  pay 
the  coachman  his  fare,  including  a  small  gratuity  to 
himself — not  less  than  three  shillings  in  all — and, 
having  but  half  a  crown  in  my  pocket,  I  am  anx- 
ious to  be  accommodated  with  the  loan  of  six- 
pence." Not  less  astonished  than  relieved,  the  ap- 
prentice handed  the  coin  to  him  at  once,  and,  after 
thanking  his  benefactor  profusely  for  his  great 
politeness,  Mr.  de  Quincey  drove  off. 


In  the  biography  of  the  late  W.  H.  Smith,  Sir 
Herbert  Maxwell  tells  a  diverting  story  about  Lord 
Beaconsfield.  The  premier  had  thought  of  ad- 
dressing the  Berlin  conference  in  French,  on  his 
fluency  in  which  he  piqued  himself.  "But  his 
idioms  were  rather  intrepid  than  correct.  He  had 
command  of  a  copious  vocabulary,  but  his  accent 
was  courageously  cispontine."  At  last  Lord  Odo 
Russell  undertook  to  persuade  him  to  speak  in 
English.  He  visited  Lord  Beaconsfield,  and,  be- 
fore taking  his  leave,  remarked  :  "  By  the  bye,  I 
must  tell  you  how  much  disappointment  was  felt 
by  the  other  plenipotentiaries  when  it  became 
known  that  your  lordship  intended  to  address  the 
congress  in  French."  "  Why  should  they  be  disap- 
pointed?" asked  the  prime  minister,  putting  up 
his  eye-glasses  ;  "  is  not  the  French  language  most 
generally  understood  on  the  Continent?"  "Un- 
doubtedly, my  dear  lord,  but  they  had  been  look- 
ing forward  with  the  keenest  anticipation  to  the 
pleasure  of  hearing  English  spoken  by  its  greatest 
living  master  ;  and  if  I  might  venture  to  intercede, 
I  would  beg  you  to  give  them  this  gratification.  It 
is  of  some  importance,  you  know,  to  predispose 
them  favorably  to  the  consideration  of  the  ques- 
tions which  will  arise."  "I  think  there  is  a  good 
deal  in  what  you  say,"  observed  Beaconsfield  ;  and 
in  the  end  he  complied  with  Lord  Odo's  suggestion. 


Don't  Give  up  the   Ship  ! 

So  say  those  who,  having  experienced  its  benefits 
themselves,  advise  their  despairing  friends  to  use 
Hostetter's  Stomach  Bitters  for  the  combined  evils 
— liver  complaint,  dyspepsia,  and  irregularity  of  the 
bowels.  Fruitful  of  benefit  is  the  Bitters  in  malar- 
ial, rheumatic,  and  kidney  troubles  and  nervousness. 
Use  the  great  remedy  with  persistence. 


—  Go    to    Swain's    Dining-room,    Sutter 
Street,  near  Kearny,  for  a  fine  lunch  or  dinner. 


Thousands  of  mothers  give  their  children  Steed- 
man's  Soothing  Powders  during  the  teething  period. 


^UPfEG 


©IV^   ENJOYS 

Both  the  method  and  results  -when 
Syrup  of  Figs  is  taken ;  it  is  pleasant 
and  refreshing  to  the  taste,  and  acts 
gently  yet  promptly  on  the  Kidneys, 
Liver  and  Bowels,  cleanses  the  sys- 
tem effectually,  dispels  colds,  head- 
aches and  fevers  and  cures  habitual 
constipation.  Syrup  of  Figs  is  the 
only  remedy  of  its  kind  ever  pro- 
duced, pleasing  to  the  taste  and  ac- 
ceptable to  the  stomach,  prompt  in 
its  action  and  truly  beneficial  in  its 
effects,  prepared  only  from  the  most 
healthy  and  agreeable  substances,  its 
many  excellent  qualities  commend  it 
to  all  and  have  made  it  the  most 
popular  remedy  known. 

Syrup  of  Figs  is  for  sale  in  50 
cent  bottles  by  all  leading  drug- 
gists. Any  reliable  druggist  who 
may  not  have  it  on  hand  will  pro- 
cure it  promptly  for  any  one  who 
wishes  to  try  it.  Do  not  accept  any 
substitute. 

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ARGONAUT. 


July  30,  1894. 


It  must  be  more  difficult  for  the  Dress  -  Suit 
Actor  to  find  a  play  that  suits  him  than  for  the 
actor  of  any  other  variety.  The  comedian  has 
dozens  of  classic  comedies  to  choose  from  and 
quite  a  choice  of  modem  plays,  from  the  roaring 
farce  up  to  the  polished  high  comedy.  The 
tragedian  has  the  cream  of  the  dramatic  literature 
— from  Shakespeare  to  Sheridan  Knowles,  from 
Webster  to  Sardou — on  which  to  exercise  his 
cloud  -  compelling  talents.  There  are  dramas 
galore  in  which  the  romantic  actor,  the  melo- 
dramatic actor,  the  emotional  actor,  the  eccentric 
actor,  can  display  their  genius  and  sign  themselves 
to  everlasting  fame.  But  the  repertoire  of  the 
Dress-Suit  Actor  is  contracted  to  that  very  small 
class  of  plays  which  are  brilliant,  ephemeral,  light, 
and  modern  with  the  modernness  of  the  very  mo- 
ment. 

These  plays  must  have  two  attributes,  as  impor- 
tant as  a  beginning  and  an  ending — a  witty  dialogue 
and  a  perfectly  up-to-date  stylishness,  "if  one  may 
use  such  a  word  about  a  play.  The  plot  may  be  as 
silly  as  you  wish,  the  people  may  do  the  most  ex- 
travagant and  impossible  things  ;  but  if  they  talk 
brilliantly,  with  a  nonchalant  air  of  being  of  the 
first  fashion,  and  if  they  dress  and  look — while  they 
are  behaving  like  a  set  of  well-bred  lunatics — as  if 
they  had  always  been  used  to  the  best  in  associates, 
society,  clothes,  and  bill  of  fare,  they  may  rest  con- 
tent that  any  absurdity  of  plot  or  craziness  of  situ- 
ation will  be  overlooked  by  an  audience  which  will 
be  quite  satisfied  with  a  display  of  wit  and  the  con- 
sciousness of  having  spent  three  hours  in  exceed-, 
ingly  good  society. 

The  society  in  "The  Butterflies"  is  very  good, 
as  stage  society  goes.  We  have  before  seen  plays 
where  people  had  millions  and  talked  about  cot- 
tages at  Newport  and  autumns  at  Lenox  and  Feb- 
ruaries  at  St.  Augustine  without  being  any  more 
convincing  than  are  the  reporters  of  the  fashion- 
able papers  with  their  complacent  use  of  the  per- 
sonal pronoun.  In  stageland  the  most  extraordi- 
nary people  generally  have  cottages  at  Newport, 
and  decorate  the  sacred  realms  where  the  American 
beau  monde  disports  itself.  Strange,  wonderful 
men  and  maids  come  from  the  halls  of  dazzling 
light  where  society  performs  its  tricks  for  the  enter- 
tainment of  the  masses.  The  choicest  products  of 
American  swelldom  talk  with  a  hybrid  English 
accent  that  a  Briton  would  proudly  repudiate  and 
an  American  fail  to  understand,  and  the  supreme 
commonness  of  their  general  style  is  a  thing  which 
could  not  be  beaten  even  by  "  Him  "  in  Vogue. 

But  in  "  The  Butterflies,"  an  air  of  good  society 
pervades  the  piece.  This  has  been  imparted  by 
the  players,  not  the  playwright.  The  imparting 
of  an  air  of  good  society  to  his  plays  is  not  one  of 
Henry  Guy  Carleton's  talents.  It  has  rested  with 
Mr.  Drew  and  his  company  to  soften  the  follies 
and  lend  a  touch  of  distinction  to  the  niaiseries  of 
"The  Butterflies"  by  their  own  quiet  and  tem- 
perate refinement.  With  all  their  humor,  there  is 
a  subdual  of  vivacity,  a  delicate  repression  about 
their  acting  which  gives  the  play  an  unusual  air  of 
reality — of  being  a  real  occurrence  among  real 
people,  which,  considering  the  absurdity  of  such 
an  episode  as  Fred  Ossian's  paying  of  the  dress- 
maker's bill,  speaks  volumes  for  the  ability  of  the 
company. 

There  are  a  good  many  absurdities  in  the 
making  of  the  play  which  only  the  cleverness 
of  the  actors  carries  off.  The  dressmaker  -  bill 
episode  is  the  most  aggressive.  It  is  very 
hard  for  a  mere  modern  man,  in  mere  mod- 
ern clothes  that  fit  him  beautifully  and  look  as 
if  they  had  just  come  from  the  tailor's,  to  be 
heroic.  It  takes  a  crusader,  or  a  soldier  in  full 
regimentals,  or  a  brigand,  or  a  Corsican,  with  a 
vendetta  and  a  long  cloak,  to  be  truly  heroic. 
Handicapped  in  the  beginning  by  modern  apparel, 
what  could  have  been  more  cruel  than  to  have  done 
to  death  all  possibilities  of  real  romance  by  mak- 
ing a  dressmaker's  bill  the  subject  of  Fred  Ossian's 
heroism  ?  There  is  not  one  spark  of  romance 
about  a  dressmaker's  bill.  There  is  very  little 
romance  about  any  bill ;  but  a  dressmaker's  is 
about  on  a  par  with  a  plumber's.  There  is  a  faint, 
vagrant  suggestion  of  the  picturesque  about 
gambling  debts,  and  large  bills  incurred  and  then 
left  unpaid  by  a  defunct  and  dearly  beloved  parent 
have  been  the  means  whereby  many  young  men 
in  stageland  have  risen  up  into  heroes  as  suddenly 
as  Byron  rose  up  into  fame.  But,  though  it  be 
heart-rending  to  pay  with  your  last  cent  the  dress- 
-  ;  bill  of  your  best  girl's  mother,  it  is  dis- 
rid  positively  not  romantic,  and  Mr.  Carle- 
orswears   his  reputation   as  a   playwright  of 


sentiment  and  elegance  when  he  makes  Fred 
Ossian  do  it. 

Most  of  the  absurdities  of  the  play  circulate 
about  the  marble-hearted  Mrs.  Stewart  -  Dodge. 
This  lady  is  one  of  those  imperturbable  "  society 
ladies  "  whom  the  playwright  and  the  novelist  love  so 
much,  who  has  it  upon  her  conscience  that  she 
must  marry  her  daughter  to  the  best  parti,  and,  in 
endeavoring  to  encourage  this  one  and  keep  all 
others  at  a  distance,  goes  through  the  play  insult- 
ing people  with  a  perfectly  unnatural  and  unmoved 
coolness  and  audacity.  Mrs.  Stewart-Dodge  in- 
sulting inoffensive  people  is  impossible  but  amus- 
ing. Her  daughter,  fleeing  importunate  suitors 
who  seem  to  be  as  numerous  as  those  who  bothered 
poor  Penelope  so  much,  is  more  possible,  but  still 
inclined  to  be  a  conventional  playwright's  stage 
young  girl,  rather  than  the  flesh  and  blood  damsel 
who  is  suggested  by  a  background  of  Narragansett 
and  St.  Augustine. 

The  love-affair  between  her  and  Fred  Ossian  is 
another  of  the  absurdities  of  "The  Butterflies." 
Fred  Ossian  saved  her  life  while  in  swimming  at 
Narragansett  Pier.  To  be  in  danger  of  drowning 
at  Narrangansett  Pier  is  one  of  those  things  which 
would  occur  once  in  a  blue  moon,  as  the  water  is 
always  so  full  of  people  one  is  more  in  danger  of 
being  dived  on,  swum  over,  or  crushed  altogether 
amid  the  crowd  of  bathers.  Still  Miss  Stewart- 
Dodge  was  in  danger  of  drowning,  and,  we  are  led 
to  believe,  would  have  done  so  had  not  Mr.  Fred 
Ossian  gallantly  seized  her  by  the  foot  and  pulled 
her  out.  This  is  the  only  time  they  meet,  and 
naturally  they  have  not  much  time  for  conversa- 
tion. Yet  they  love  from  that  moment  on,  though 
fate  and  Mrs.  Stewart-Dodge  interfere  to  prevent 
their  ever  being  introduced  to  each  other.  In  their 
first  uninterrupted  conversation — which  takes  place 
at  the  end  of  the  play — Mr.  Ossian  proposes  and 
Miss  Stewart-Dodge  accepts,  all  preliminaries  of 
courtship  and  acquaintance  being  dispensed  with. 

But  if  the  story  of  "  The  Butterflies  "  is  idiotic, 
the  dialogue  is  brilliant.  Mr.  Carleton  should  find 
a  collaborator  who  can  furnish  him  with  good 
skeletons  which  he  can  clothe  with  an  attractive 
and  brilliant  outside.  As  he  can  portray  interest- 
ing types  of  character — old  Greene,  for  example, 
who  is  a  capital  stage-figure  —  as  he  can  write 
sparkling  and  witty  conversation,  it  is  a  pity  that  he 
can  not  either  make  a  reasonable,  sensible  plot  him- 
self or  get  some  one  who  can.  It  is  discouraging 
to  see  Mr.  Drew  and  his  admirable  company  ex- 
pending their  talents  on  the  adornment  of  so  im- 
possible a  story.  These  people  all  act  well  enough, 
with  sufficient  polish  and  self-reliance,  to  attempt 
something  a  great  deal  more  ambitious  than  a  gay 
and  trifling  comedy  which  is  on  the  very  heels  of 
farce. 

"  The  Masked  Ball"  makes  no  pretense  toward 
legitimate  comedy — it  is  farce,  and  French  farce  at 
that:  It  is  undeniably  funny  and  ridiculously  im- 
probable. The  people  are  all  very  French,  and  do 
very  French  things  in  a  very  French  way.  Little, 
incipient  love-affairs  of  parties  of  three  crop  up  at 
intervals,  and  a  jealous  wife's  beratings  of  a  brow- 
beaten husband  who,  for  once  only,  goes  on  a 
spree,  remind  one,  without  the  application  of  a 
polite  "  Monsieur"  to  all  the  men,  that  the  scene 
is  laid  in  the  land  of  the  lively  Gaul. 

The  French  build  this  kind  of  comedy  very  well 
They  do  not  make  natural,  plausible  people  do  un- 
natural, crazy  things.  If  the  story  is  to  be  crazy, 
the  people  will  be  crazy,  too,  and  there  will  be  no 
destruction  of  the  dramatic  unities  in  making  sane, 
responsible  people  act  in  a  mad,  irresponsible  way. 
Nobody  takes  anything  seriously  in  "  The  Masked 
Ball,"  and  the  characters  are  all  gayly,  frankly, 
joyously  impossible,  and  do  not  expect  any  one  to 
take  them  for  anything  else.  It  would  be  as  useless 
to  try  to  dissect  or  analyze  such  a  piece  as  to  dis- 
sect or  analyze  a  perfume  or  a  burst  of  laughter. 
It  is  funny  ;  it  makes  you  laugh  ;  the  actors  are 
clever  ;  the  performance  is  good.  That  is  enough. 
When  you  go  to  see  a  French  comedy  called  "  The 
Masked  Ball,"  you  know  that  you  are  not  going  to 
see  a  classic  production  of  high  art,  and  the  pro- 
duction that  you  do  see  is  funny  enough  to  dispel 
the  melancholy  of  Jacques. 

Of  Mr.  Drew's  success  as  a  star  there  can  be  no 
question.  He  is  unequaled  in  his  own  line,  and  to 
be  the  best  in  anything  is  to  be  successful.  Noting 
the  excellence  of  both  him  and  his  company,  one  is 
led  to  wonder  why  he  does  not  attempt  something 
more  pretentious  and  solid  than  such  exceedingly 
trivial  pieces  as  "The  Butterflies"  and  "The 
Masked  Ball."  With  him  he  has  as  clever  a  troupe 
for  light  comedies  as  we  have  in  this  country. 
There  is  not  one  inefficient  member  in  the  organ- 
ization, and  Harry  Harwood  in  "  The  Butterflies" 
gave  an  example  of  character  acting  which  was  as 
good  as  anything  even  Holland,  of  Palmer's  com- 
pany, could  give. 

In  Miss  Adams,  the  company  has  not  got  so 
much  a  powerful  or  particularly  remarkable  lead- 
ing lady  as  an  actress  who  is  perfectly  fitted  to  take 
the  part  of  the  young  girl  heroine  of  modern  com- 
edy. Miss  Adams  makes  a  charming  and  delight- 
fully natural  Miss  Stewart-Dodge  and  an  accept- 
able Suzanne  Blondet.  She  looks  and  acts  the  for- 
mer part  to  perfection,  and  if,  in  the  latter,  she  is 
somewhat  too  immature  and  faint  for  the  sprightly 
young  wife  of  the  Doctor,  who  beguiles  the  mild 
and  hen-pecked  Poulard  into  taking  her  to  dinner 


at  a  restaurant  and  then  to  the  masked  ball,  she  re- 
deems the  languid  indifference  of  the  portrayal  by 
the  extremely  dainty  vivacity  of  the  scene  where 
she  affects  drunkenness.  It  is  very  difficult  for  a 
man  to  act  intoxication  on  the  stage  and  to  preserve 
intact  his  native  loveliness  and  charm,  and  how 
much  more  so  is  it  for  a  woman  !  Yet  Miss  Adams 
goes  through  this  scene  with  so  much  humor,  so 
much  delicate  gayety  and  refined  piquancy,  that 
all  suggestion  of  coarseness  or  vulgarity  are  lost 
sight  of  in  the  finished  daintiness  that  only  innate 
refinement  can  impart. 


STAGE    GOSSIP. 


John  Drew's  play  for  next 
a  young  spendthrift  who  has 
girl  without  seeing  her.  He 
though  he  does  not  know  to 
a  row  with  his  father  when 
to  marry  a  protig£e.  The 
an  English  country  seat,  and 


Oscar  Wilde's  play,  "  Lady  Windermere's  Fan." 
is  to  be  done  at  the  California  Theatre  after  the 
close  of  the  Harrigan  engagement. 

John  Drew  will  be  followed  at  the  Baldwin  on 
August  6th  by  Charles  Frohman's  Empire  Theatre 
company  in  "Sowing  the  Wind" — a  strong  com- 
pany in  a  strong  play. 

Harrigan  will  be  seen  in  "  Squatter  Sovereignty  " 
next  week  at  the  California  Theatre.  The  week 
following  will  be  his  last  in  town,  and  will  be  divided 
between  "Old  Lavender"  and  "  Reilly  and  the 
400." 

John  Drew  will  play  "  Christopher,  Jr.,"  a  com- 
edy by  Madeline  Lucette  Ryley,  during  the  first 
three  nights  of  next  week,  and  the  remainder  of 
the  week — his  third  and  last  at  the  Baldwin — will 
be  devoted  to  Henry  Guy  Carleton's  comedy,  "  The 
Butterflies." 

"Christopher,  Jr.," 
week,  has  to  do  with 
been  married  to  some 
knows  he  is  married 
whom,  and  so  he  has 
the  latter  wants  him 
scene  is  in  London,  at 
in  India. 

"  Rip  Van  Winkle  "  will  be  withdrawn  after  Sun- 
day night  at  the  Tivoli  Opera  House,  and  Johann 
Strauss's  tuneful  opera,  "  The  Gypsy  Baron,"  will 
be  revived,  the  cast  being  as  follows  : 

Sandor  Barinkay,  Robert  Dunbar;  Kalman  Zsupan, 
Ferris  Hartman  ;  Count  Carnearo,  George  Olrm ;  Ottocar, 
Miro  de  la  Motte ;  Count  Homonay,  Phil  Branson  ;  Pali, 
Thomas  C.  Leary  ;  Ferko,  H.  A.  Barkalew  ;  Mihaly,  D. 
H.  Smith  ;  Bunko,  George  Napoleoni ;  Saffi,  Tillie  Sal- 
inger; Czipra,  Carrie  Godfrey;  Arsena,  Alice  Neilson ; 
Mirabella,  Fanny  Young;  Lidi,  Minna  Jurgens  ;  Ilka, 
Ray  Lynwood  ;  Katinka,  Vera  Werden. 

There  is  a  long  list  of  new  stars  preparing  to  let 
their  light  shine  before  men  in  the  next  few 
months.  First  and  foremost  among  them  is  Ada 
Rehan,  who  has  been  a  star  in  fact  for  years,  but 
is  now  to  be  one  in  name  as  well.  Then  there  is 
Otis  Skinner,  who  served  a  long  apprenticeship 
with  Booth,  Barrett,  and  Modjeska,  and  in  the 
Daly  Company  ;  he  will  try  a  new  romantic  play 
by  Clyde  Fitch.  Marie  Burroughs  will  star  in 
"The  Scapegoat,"  "Judah,"  and  "The  Money 
Spinner,"  by  Pinero.  Delia  Fox,  Eddie  Foy,  and 
three  of  Hoyt's  comedians — Tim  Murphy.  George 
Richards,  and  Eugene  Canfield — are  also  to  head 
their  own  companies. 

Following  is  the  programme  of  the  Wagnerian 
performances  at  Bayreuth  : 

July  19th,  "Parsifal";  July  20th,  "  Lohengrin " ; 
July  22d,  "Tannhauser";  July  23d,  "Parsifal";  July 
26th,  "Parsifal";  July  27th,  "Lohengrin";  July  29th, 
"Parsifal";  July  30th,  "Tannhauser";  August  2d, 
"  Parsifal "  ;  August  3d,  "  Lohengrin  "  ;  August  5th, 
"Parsifal";  August  6th,  "Tannhauser";  August  oth, 
"Parsifal";  August  10th,  "Lohengrin";  August  12th. 
"  Lohengrin  " ;  August  13th,  "  Tannhauser  "  ;  August 
15th,  "Parsifal";  August  16th,  "Lohengrin";  August 
i8th,  "Tannhauser";  August  19th,  "Parsifal." 

For  the  last  three  performances  are  subscribed 
from  San  Francisco :  Mr.  Eli  Marks,  Messrs. 
Theodore  and  Leo  Lilienthal.  United  States  Con- 
sul and  Mrs.  Schloss,  Mr.  O.  H.  Greenwald  and 
family,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Heller,  Mr  and  Mrs.  A.  Haas, 
and  Mr.  Henry  Heyman. 


"Our  Society"  Blue  Book. 

The  fashionable  private  address  directory,  con- 
taining the  lists  of  names,  addresses,  and  reception 
days  of  the  leading  society  people,  is  now  in  press 
at  the  H.  S.  Crocker  Company.  Address  all  com- 
munications and  changes  to  Charles  C.  Hoag,  pub- 
lisher, 179  Crocker  Building,  San  Francisco. 


Ephraim  Flint,  the  veteran  lawyer  of  Dover. 
Me.,  who  died  last  month,  was  once  fined  by  a 
county  justice  of  the  peace  for  contempt  of  court 
in  telling  the  magistrate  too  bluntly  what  he  thought 
of  one  of  his  decisions.  Mr.  Flint  was  not  taken 
back  by  the  justice's  order  to  his  clerk.  "  All 
right,"  he  said,  "  1  have  got  a  note  in  my  pocket 
against  you  which  I  have  been  trying  to  collect  for 
the  last  ten  years,  and  I'll  indorse  the  fine  on  it.  I 
never  expected  to  get  that  much,"  and,  suiting  the 
action  to  the  words,  he  pulled  out  the  note  and 
made  the  indorsement. 


Among  the  advocates  of  reform  in  English  or- 
thography is  Sir  Isaac  Pitman.  Sir  Isaac  writes  all 
his  letters  according  to  his  system.  In  one  received 
recently  by  a  friend  was  the  following  sentence  : 
"  Eni  day  nekst  week  eksept  Munday,  and  eni  our 
between  10  and  1,  or  between  3  and  6." 


DCCLVI.— Bill  of  Fare  for  Six  Persons,  Sunday, 
July  29,  1894. 
Cream  of  Celery  Soup. 
Cantaloupe. 
Fried  Clams.     Cucumbers. 
Broiled  Beefsteak.     Creamed  Potatoes. 
Stuffed  Tomatoes.     String  Beans. 
Roast  Venison,  Port  Wine  and  Currant- Jelly  Sauce. 
Lettuce,  Egg  Dressing. 
Fruit  Pudding. 
Coffee. 
Fruit  Pudding. — Line  a  mold  with  slices  of  sponge- 
cake, put  in  a  layer  of  currants,  strawberries,  and  rasp- 
berries, and  pour  in  some  hot  custard  ;  then  another  layer 
of  cake,  fruit,  and  custard  until  the  mold  is  full.     Place 
upon  the  ice  to  harden,  and,  when  cold,  eat  with  sugar 
and   cream.     It   is    best    to   put    a   little   gelatine  in  the 
custard,  as  it  makes  the  pudding  much  firmer. 


—  Knox's  Sparkling  Gelatine  received 
the  only  medal  at  World's  Fair.  The  new  granu- 
lated package  dissolves  in  two  minutes.  Makes  one 
pint  more  jelly  than  shred.     Ask  your  grocer  for  it. 


— The  steamer  ' '  Meteor,"  formerly  owned 
by  the  Carson  and  Tahoe  Lumber  and  Fluming 
Company,  and  so  well  and  favorably  known  by  all 
who  have  \isited  Lake  Tahoe,  has  been  fitted  up 
for  passenger  service,  and  will  make  regular  daily 
trips  on  and  after  July  1st.  The  Meteor  is  the  only 
steamer  making  the  entire  circuit  of  the  lake,  both 
from  Tahoe  City,  Cal.,  and  Glenbrook,  Nev. 


—  Millie -Christine,  the  famous  living 
two-headed  woman,  better  known  as  "The  Caro- 
lina Twin,"  is  now  giving  receptions  daily  (Sundays 
excepted),  at  917  Market  Street.  Admission  15 
cents,  children  10  cents. 


No  belter  b'ver  and  kidney  medicine  was  ever 
produced  than  Ayer's  Sarsaparilla. 


—  The  Log  Cabin  Bakery  Co. *s  Bread  is  the 
best  bread  made  on  the  North  American  continent. 
They  give  it  their  attention. 


—  H.  C.  Massie — Dentist, 

114  Geary  Street,  San  Francisco. 
Gentle  treatment  assured. 


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THE        ARGONAUT. 


IS 


RICHARD    HAWLEY,    ACTOR. 


How  Ambition  and  Love  Affected  his  Career. 


When  Hawley  was  at  college,  he  was  generally 
acknowledged  to  be  the  best  amateur  actor  that  in- 
stitution had  ever  produced. 

He  had  seen  just  enough  of  the  easy  side  of  an 
actor's  life  to  become  very  fond  of  it ;  so  when  his 
mother  died,  he.  much  against  the  advice  of  his 
friends,  went  on  the  professional  stage. 

He  had  been  left  independently  rich,  so  he  found 
very  little  difficulty  in  getting  a  start. 

For  six  months  he  barn-stormed  through  the 
West,  and  learned  how  to  use  his  arms  and  legs, 
and  that  the  life  of  a  professional  actor  is  usually  a 
very  hard  and  unprofitable  one. 

The  members  of  the  company,  most  of  whom 
had  grown  gray  in  the  service,  bore  with  him  and 
his  ignorance  of  stage-lore  because  he  was  good- 
looking  and  cheerful  through  it  all.  And  then, 
when  business  was  bad,  he  frequently  helped  them 
out  of  town.  They  were  an  uncongenial,  hard- 
drinking  lot,  but  Hawley  bore  with  them  because 
he  knew"  he  was  soon  to  leave  them,  and  while  they 
would  go  on  just  as  they  now  were,  he  would  ad- 
vance to  a  position  of  much  honor  and  distinction. 
He  sincerely  pitied  them  when  they  spoke  of  their 
blasted  ambitions  and  frequently  soothed  them  with 
a  round  of  whisky  and  water. 

At  the  end  of  sis  months  his  chance  came,  and, 
after  much  rehearsal,  he  made  his  first  appearance 
before  a  New  York  audience.  He  was  not  particu- 
larly good,  but  there  was  something  so  pleasing  in 
his  presence,  and  he  wore  his  clothes  with  a  grace 
so  uncommon  to  the  stage,  that  he  at  once  went  to 
the  hearts  of  the  audience,  and  the  next  day  the 
papers  announced  that  the  stage  had  gained  an  ac- 
quisition in  the  person  of  one  Richard  Hawley. 
He  cut  out  the  notices  and  pasted  them  in  a  scrap- 
book  which  he  had  procured  for  the  purpose  sev- 
eral days  before  the  opening.  He  read  them  over, 
and  over  again,  and  felt  that,  having  once  attracted 
the  notice  of  the  metropolitan  press,  he  could  not 
now  go  back,  but  must  push  on  until  he  had  made 
the  name  of  Hawley  famous  in  this  and  all  other 
English-speaking  countries. 

With  considerable  talent,  and  the  advantages  his 
breeding  and  wealth  had  given  him,  he  succeeded 
in  his  first  year  beyond  his  fondest  hopes.  He  was 
already  known  as  a  capable  leading  man.  and  offers 
of  one  hundred  dollars  a  week  for  the  coming  sea- 
son were  not  infrequent. 

While  in  his  new  life  he  had  made  many  new- 
friends,  he  had  succeeded  in  keeping  nearly  all  of 
the  old  ones.  He  had  many  of  his  mornings  and 
afternoons  free,  and,  when  not  studying,  he  spent 
them  among  those  whom  he  liked  and  those  who 
he  knew  would  some  day  be  of  service  to  him.  For 
he  had  decided  to  be  a  great  social  success.  Not 
only  would  the  swells  sit  in  the  boxes  when  he  be- 
came a  star,  but  they  would  ask  him  to  their  sup- 
pers afterward,  and  would  lionize  him,  not  as  an 
actor,  but  as  one  of  the  men  of  the  time  whose 
opinion  was  worth  the  hearing. 

And  so,  for  two  years,  he  made  many  plans  and 
many  friends  for  the  future,  and  his  fame  continued 
to  grow  as  a  player  until  his  name  was  familiar  to 
every  theatre-goer  in  New  York,  and  there  was 
none  in  the  professional  ranks  whose  future  prom- 
ised so  much  nor  one  whose  ambition  had  been  set 
so  high.  The  public  had  come  to  regard  him  as 
its  own.  Independent  as  he  was,  he  no  longer  con- 
trolled his  actions,  for  in  his  work  he  had  promised 
much,  and  it  was  necessary  that  he  should  fulfill 
these  promises.  At  the  end  of  his  third  year  he 
decided  to  start  out  for  himself.  He  felt  very 
strong  after  his  last  success,  and  so,  after  finding 
out  from  his  lawyer  just  how  much  he  could  afford 
to  sink  in  the  venture,  he  engaged  a  manager  and 
began  arrangements  for  the  coming  starring  season. 

For  his  support  he  engaged  a  girl  who  at  least 
had  the  attractions  of  youth  and  good  looks.  Few 
knew  of  her,  and  those  who  did  said  there  was 
nothing  to  her  beyond  her  pretty  face.  But  Hawley 
thought  in  Miss  Elton  he  had  the  coming  comedi- 
enne of  the  American  stage.  He  would  make  her 
famous,  and,  in  the  meantime,  her  parts  would  not 
be  very  difficult  ones.  He  was  to  be  the  star,  and 
on  his  success  or  failure  depended  the  outcome  of 
the  season. 

For  three  months  the  Hawley  company  made 
money  ;  then  they  began  to  pay  expenses  only,  and 
for  the  last  three  months  they  lost  more  than  they 
had  originally  made.  At  the  end  of  the  season, 
Hawley  retired  to  a  little  cottage  in  the  country, 
very  near  a  large  and  fashionable  summer-resort. 
In  a  week,  the  manager  came  out  to  arrange  with 
him  for  the  next  season. 

Now  this  manager  had  been  long  in  the  service, 
and  knew  his  business  thoroughly.  Hence  he  was 
much  sought  after,  and  was  not  afraid  of  being  dis- 
charged. After  he  had  dined  with  his  star  and 
business  was  in  order,  he  said  :  "  Hawley,  I  like 
you,  and  I  come  here  to-night  not  only  as  a  man- 
ager, but  a  father.  You  are  made  of  better  stuff 
than  I  am,  and  you  have  had  certain  advantages  of 
which  I  have  only  recently  learned  the  full  benefit. 
There  is  one  thing,  however,  of  which  I  am  going 
to  speak  to  you,  which  I  have  learned  from  a  very 
long  and  a  very  hard  experience.  If  you  do  not 
like  it,  you've  only  got  to  say  so,  and  we  will  sepa- 
rate.    But  if  we  stay  together,  speak  of  It  I  must. 


for  your  success  depends  on  this  and  this  alone.  I 
know  that  your  failure  reflects  upon  me.  but  I  can 
stand  that.     It  is  of  you  that  I  am  thinking." 

Hawley  liked  his  manager  from  more  standpoints 
than  a  business  one  ;  but  he  did  not  like  being 
lectured  by  any  one.  But  the  older  man  seemed 
to  mean  so  thoroughly  what  he  said  that  Hawley 
relit  his  cigar  and,  cheerfully  as  he  could,  told  him 
to  go  ahead. 

"When  I  took  you,"  said  Burton,  "you  were 
young,  good-looking,  clever,  and,  above  all,  am- 
bitious. You  had  every  chance  before  you  that 
can  be  placed  within  the  grasp  of  one  man.  What 
have  you  now  ?  The  love — or  at  least  we  will  sup- 
pose you  have  the  love — of  one  woman.  Do  you 
think  it  pays  ?  Is  she  worth  it  ?  The  friends  you 
worked  so  hard  to  make,  the  hours  you  spent  over 
your  books,  above  all,  the  air  of  good  breeding  you 
acquired  at  your  father's  home,  and  which  has  done 
more  than  anything  else  to  place  you  where  you  are 
— are  these  to  be  sacrificed  for  one  woman  ? 

"  If  there  is  one  thing  I  know,  it  is  the  women  of 
the  stage,  and,  my  boy,  I  tell  you  they  are  not 
worth  the  throwing  away  of  a  life's  ambition.  If 
you  marry  her,  very  well ;  it  will  hurt  both  your 
careers,  but  it  will  not  completely  ruin  yours.  You 
have  a  choice — you  must  marry  or  discharge  her." 

The  young  man  had  grown  very  red,  and  as 
Burton  ran  on,  Hawley  wondered  why  the  coffee 
and  the  mint  ran  down  his  throat  with  as  little  feel- 
ing as  if  it  had  been  a  trough.  Ever  since  his 
father  had  died,  he  had  never  been  lectured  or 
found  fault  with  in  any  way.  The  young  man 
leaned  forward  with  his  elbows  resting  on  the  table. 

"  You  have  no  right,"  he  said,  "  to  speak  of  me, 
much  less  of  her,  in  this  way.  That  girl  represents 
everything  to  me  that  a  girl  should  represent  to  a 
man  who  has  been  brought  up  by  a  good  mother. 
As  for  what  I  think  of  her,  or  what  she  may  think 
of  me,  that  is  our  own  affair.  As  for  our  intentions 
as  to  marriage,  we  shall  arrange  that  to  suit  our- 
selves without  regard  to  the  advice  of  our  manager 
or  the  box-office.  Our  relations  are  and  shall  re- 
main what  we  choose  to  make  them.  In  the  mean- 
time, I  think  you  had  better  apologize  for  insulting 
a  woman  about  whom  you  know  absolutely  noth- 
ing." 

The  manager  took  this  outburst  with  a  quietness 
that  showed  the  actor  had  said  just  what  he  was  ex- 
pected to  say,  and  having  come  to  the  end  of  the 
lines.  Burton  got  his  cue  and  went  on. 

"  You  are  right ;  I  don't  know  much  of  this  girl, 
but  I  have  formed  my  opinion  on  lines  that  have 
been  laid  by  experience  many  years  ago,  and  since 
that  time  they  have  been  tested  and  approved  many 
times.  When  I  see  my  star  so  nervous  that  he  can 
not  sit  quietly  in  his  dressing-room,  but  must  needs 
stand  and  watch  his  leading  woman  make  her  every 
entrance  and  exit,  and  listen  to  every  line  as  if  he 
were  hearing  it  for  the  first  time,  I  feel  very  sorry 
for  him,  and  then  I  try  to  arrange  with  some  one 
else  for  the  next  season. 

"  I  was  afraid  of  this  girl  the  first  time  I  saw  her, 
but  I  had  gTeat  hopes,  because  I  knew  you  had  had 
a  large  experience  with  women.  As  long  as  we 
were  in  town  and  you  were  surrounded  by  your 
friends,  you  were  in  no  temptation.  When  we 
took  the  road,  and  began  that  awful  life  of  hotels 
and  railroads  cars,  then  it  was  that  you  fell.  You 
forgot  your  books,  your  letters,  your  work.  Thank 
God,  your  friends  were  not  there,  or  they  would 
have  gone,  too  !  Your  work  on  the  stage  and  the 
care  and  attention  you  had  given  to  both  the  front 
and  the  back  of  the  house  fell  off,  and  with  your 
work  went  the  receipts.  You  ought  to  have  under- 
stood it ;  but  all  you  could  see  were  the  big  eyes 
and  the  dimpled  chin  of  your  leading  woman. 
Why,  you  won't  dare  deny  that  our  repertoire  was 
changed  to  give  her  a  chance. 

"  She  was  practically  the  star  when  we  closed  the 
season,  and  you  were  the  leading  man,  and  a 
damned  bad  one  at  that.  And  the  pity  of  it  is  that 
the  woman  saw  her  chance  and  took  it.  She  is  a 
cleverer  actress  ten  times  over  than  you  are  an 
actor,  and  now  that  she  has  a  backer,  who  will  pro- 
duce her  plays  with  fat  parts  and  will  give  her 
dresses  and  diamonds  to  play  them  in,  she  will  be- 
come a  great  woman,  and  when  she  finds  an  actor 
more  suited  to  her  tastes,  she  will  discharge  her 
present  leading  man  and  engage  the  new  one.  She 
is  too  clever  to  marry  you,  for  love  with  her  is  not 
so  strong  as  ambition.  She  has  been  brought  up 
in  a  different  school  from  yours. 

"  Her  father  and  mother  were  actors  who  played 
on  barges  up  and  down  the  Mississippi.  They 
were  a  hard  lot  of  failures,  but  their  blood  flows  in 
this  girl's  veins,  and  she  has  learned  enough  from 
them  to  get  out  of  poverty  and  the  Bowery  muse- 
ums when  she  has  the  chance.  Opportunity  is  the 
thing  in  our  business,  and  hers  has  been  offered  on 
a  silver  platter  and  she  has  seized  it  with  both 
hands.  Who  is  paying  her  bill  at  that  hotel  over 
there  ?  "  The  young  actor  rose  from  the  table  and 
told  the  servant  to  find  Mr.  Burton's  hat  and  stick 
where  he  had  left  them  in  the  drawing-room. 

"  Good-bye,"  said  Burton  ;  "  I  came  to  you  as  a 
father,  and  you  are  turning  me  out  with  as  little 
pity  as  you  would  a  strange  cur.  If  you  keep  that 
woman  in  the  company,  I'll  give  you  two  more  sea- 
sons at  the  outside.  I  hope  to  have  a  stock  com- 
pany then,  and  I  hope  you  will  come  to  me  and  for- 
get all  about  this.     Good-night." 

The  next  time  they  met  was  in  a  Western  variety 


hall,  some  five  years  later.  Hawley  was  a  little  \ 
groggy,  and  did  not  recognize  his  old  manager. 
He  had  lost  much  of  the  good  looks  and  the  health 
he  once  had.  He  was  drinking  by  himself  at  a 
little  table,  and  gazed  in  a  maudlin  way  at  the 
people  on  the  stage  until  a  man  came  out  and  re- 
cited "  The  Water- Wheel,"  and  when  he  came  to 
the  line  about  the  mill  that  would  never  grind  with 
the  water  that  was  past,  Hawley  wiped  his  eyes 
with  a  much  soiled  handkerchief  and  went  on  drink- 
ing his  whisky  and  water. — Evening  Sun. 


Congressman  Cockrell,  of  Texas,  relates  that  he 
once  sat  as  judge  at  the  trial  of  some  lynchers. 
The  men  indicted  were  beginning  to  get  just  a  little 
nervous,  and  apparently  were  afraid  of  the  jury. 
The  judge  was  in  sympathy  with  them,  and  at  the 
same  time  knew  that  most  of  the  jury  had  been  in  the 
same  lynching  party.  "  Well,"  queried  his  friend, 
"how  did  you  get  out  of  the  box?"  "Oh,"  said 
Judge  Cockrell,  "  I  simply  winked  at  the  jury. 
They  understood  it  and  winked  back.  No  one  was 
found  guilty." 


Sweet  sixteen — "  Do  tell  me,  Elsa,  when  my 
accepted  lover  asks  for  the  first  kiss,  how  many 
shall  I  give  him  ?" — Fliegende  Blatter. 


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THE        ARGONAUT. 


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Banks. 


THE  BANK  OF  CALIFORNIA, 

SAN   FRANCISCO. 


Capital  S3, 000, 000  00 

Svrplusand  UndividedProets    3,247,584  OS 

January  i,  1894. 


William  Alvord President 

Thomas  Brown Cashier 

S.  Prentiss  Smith Assistant  Cashier 

Irving  F.  Moulton zd  Assistant  Cashier 


CORRESPONDENTS : 

-.       ,,    ,  (Messrs.  Laidlaw  &  Co. 

New  York (The  Bank  of  New  York,  N.  B.  A. 

Boston Tremont  National  Bank 

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Paris Messrs.  De  Rothschild  Freres 

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Chicago Union  National  Bank 

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California  Safe  Deposit  and 
Trust  Co. 

PAID-tJP  CAPITAL SI, 000, O00 


Corner  Montgomery  and  California  Sts.,  S.  F. 

J.  D.  Fry,  President.    Henry  Williams,  Vice-President. 
J.  Dalzell  Brown,  Secretary  and  Treasurer. 


This  Company  is  authorized  bylaw  to  act  as  Executor, 
Administrator,  Assignee,  Receiver,  or  Trustee.  It  is  a 
legal  depositary  for  Court  and  Trust  Funds.  Will  take 
entire  charge  of  Real  and  Personal  Estates,  collecting 
the  income  and  profits,  and  attending  to  all  such  details 
as  an  individual  in  like  capacity  could  do. 

Acts  as  Registrar  and  Transfer  Agent  of  all  Stocks 
and  Bonds. 

Receives  deposits  subject  to  check  and  allows  interest 
at  the  rate  of  two  per  cent,  per  annum  on  daily  balances. 
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Receives  deposits  in  its  savings  department,  and  allows 
the  usual  rates  of  interest  thereon. 

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prices  from  $5  per  annum  upwards,  according  to  size. 
Valuables  of  all  kinds  may  be  stored  at  low  rates. 

Wills  drawn  and  taken  care  of  -without 
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WELLS  FARGO  &  CO.'S  BANK 

N.  E.  Cor.  Sansonie  and  Sutter  Sts. 

San  Francisco,'  Cal. 

Cash  Capital  and  Surplus $6, 350, 000 

J  no.  J.  Valentine,  President;  Homer  S,  King,  Manager. 
H.  Wadsworth,  Cashier ;  F.  L,  Lipman,  Asst-Cashier. 
Directors — John  J.  Valentine,  Benj.  P.  Cheney,  Oliver 
Eldridge,  Henry  E.  Huntington,  Homer  S.  King,  Geo.  E. 
Gray,  John  J.  McCook,  Charles  F.  Crocker,  Dudley  Evans. 


BANK  OF  SISSON,   CROCKER  S  CO. 

(Incorporated  April  25,  1892.) 

332  Pine  Street,  San  Francisco. 

Directors : 

Geo.    W.    Scott,   President ;    W.    W.    Van  Arsdale, 

Cashier;  J.  H.  Strobridge,  D.  W.  Earl,  J.  H.  Sisson,  F. 

H.  Green,  J.  M.  Haven. 

Receives   deposits;    dealers   in    exchange;    a    general 
banking  business  transacted. 


CONNECTICUT  FIRE  INSURANCE  CO. 

OF  HAKTFOKD. 


Cash  Capital SI, 000,000 

Assets 3,638,328 

Surplus  to  policy-holders 1,550,589 


ROBERT  DICKSON,  Manager,  San  Francisco. 
Eoyd  &  Dickson,  San  Francisco,  Agents,  501  Mont- 
gomery Street.    General  Office,  401  Montgomery  St. 


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THE    ALLEGED    HUMORISTS. 


"We  are  discovered!"  exclaimed  the  hairpin. 
"Impossible,"  insisted  the  collar-button. — Detroit 
Tribune. 

At  last :  "Would  you  take  me  for  an  energetic, 
imaginative  man  ?  "  "  Oh,  George  ;  this  is  so  sud- 
den 1  " — Life. 

Jones — "  So  Smith  gave  you  a  cigar?"  Brown — 
"Yes,  but  I  was  in  luck;  neither  of  us  had  a 
match." — Life. 

Mrs.  Gayboy — "Is  your  husband's  yacht  a  cen- 
treboard ?  "  Mrs.  Boozeleigh — "  No,  a  sideboard." 
— Town  Topics. 

Smith — "Jones  seems  to  have  spruced  up  lately. 
What's  he  doing?  "  Brown — "His  wife  is  taking 
boarders." — New  York  Sun. 

Site — "  I  know,  Alfred,  I  have  my  faults."  He — 
"Oh,  certainly."  She  (angrily) — "Indeed?  Per- 
haps you'll  tell  me  what  they  are  !  " — Fliegende 
Blatter. 

Near-sighted  old  gentleman — "  Little   boy,   how 

much  does  a  bicycle  like  that  one  of  yours " 

Young  woman   (in    bloomers) — "  Sir  !  "  —  Chicago 
Tribune. 

Fanning — "Great  Scott!  You  a  lady-killer!" 
Manning— "Yes.  Why,  a  lady  on  the  street  ran 
up  to-day,  kissed  me,  and  then  cried  because  I  was 
not  her  husband." — Life. 

During  the  strike  :  Rankin — "  I  tell  you,  sir,  that 
man  Debs  has  a  future  ahead  of  him."  Fyle — 
"  'M — no  ;  I  should  say  there  is  a  hereafter  ahead 
of  him." — Chicago  Tribune. 

Hicks — "Look  at  Sniggs  flirting  with  the  girls 
over  there.  1  thought  you  said  he  was  a  woman- 
hater."  Wicks — "So  he  is,  but  the  woman  he 
hates  is  not  here." — Boston  Tratiscri.pt. 

Would-be  contributor  (at  editor's  desk  J — "Here 
is  a  joke,  Mr.  Editor,  that  I'll  guarantee  was  never 
in  print  before."  "  Editor  (after  reading  it) — "  Don't 
doubt  your  word  in  the  least,  sir." — Life. 

Dibbins — "Say,  old  man,  I  haven't  seen  you  at 
riding-school    lately.     Have    you    given    it    up?" 

Dobbins— "  Yes.     I  am  waiting   till  somebody  in- 
vents a  pneumatic  saddle." — Cincinnati  Tribune. 

Castlelon — "  I  saw  your  Jiancie  while  at  the  sea- 
shore." Clubberly — "Did  she  say  anything  about 
my  coming  down?"  Castlelon — "Yes.  She  said 
when  you  came  to  bring  me  with  you." — New  York 
Herald. 

"  What  made  Mr.  Borely  resign  from  that  target 
company  after  he'd  spent  all  the  winter  and  spring 
in  organizing  it  ?"  "Oh,  he  didn't  like  the  office 
the  boys  offered  him."  "What  was  it — lieuten- 
ant?"    "No;  target." — Bazar, 

Mabel — "  Do  you  notice  how  attentive  Tom  Ter- 
rapin is  to  that  elderly  Miss  Gotrox  ?  I  wonder  if 
he  really  means  business."  Maude — "There  is 
certainly  little  about  her  to  lead  one  to  suppose 
that  he  meant  anything  else." — Brooklyn  Life. 

He — "  1  had  a  queer  dream  about  you  last  night, 
Miss  Louisa.  I  was  about  to  give  you  a  kiss,  when 
suddenly  we  were  separated  by  a  river  that  gradu- 
ally grew  as  big  as  the  Rhine."  She — "And  was 
there  no  bridge  and  no  boat  ?" — Fliegende  Blatter. 

Truthful:  "What  a  horrid  humbug  you  are!" 
"Why,  my  dear?"  "Why,  you  said  to  Mrs. 
Longchild  that  she  didn't  look  as  if  she  could  be 
the  mother  of  Miss  Longchild,  and  she  looks 
ninety!"  "I  know  it;  but  she  looks  like  an  old 
maid." — Bazar. 

General  (when  bullet-proof  uniforms  become 
common) — "What  have  you  learned?"  Aid — 
"  Victory  will  soon  perch  upon  our  banners.  We 
have  filled  the  enemy's  clothes  so  full  of  lead  that 
they  can't  move  another  step  without  undressing." 
— New  York  Weekly. 

Editor — "Here  is  a  scientific  item  which  s 
that  photographs  have  been  taken  five  ham  red 
feet  under  water.  Print  it  in  a  conspicuous  place." 
Sub-editor — "  Urn — what's  the  idea?"  Editor — "  I 
am  in  hopes  some  of  these  camera  fiends  will  try 
it." — New  York  Weekly. 

Fannie  T.  Pfiayre — "  I  have  just  received  a  letter 
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TABLE    OF    CONTENTS. 

Editorial:  Foreign  Opinion  of  California — How  London  and  New  York 
Regard  this  State — What  the  Attitude  of  the  Daily  Press  has  Cost — 
A  Semi-Civilized  Community  where  Property  and  Life  are  Insecure — 
The  Wealth  of  New  York— Methods  and  Objects  of  Taxation — The 
Assessments  of  Rich  Men — The  Wicked  Democrats — Their  Self- 
Rjghteous  Confreres  Condemn  Them  —  A  Foolish  Policy  —  The 
Woman  in  Literature — What  her  Influence  Is — Government  Owner- 
ship— The  Experience  of  European  Nations— Why  Female  Suffrage 
Failed — Victims  of  a  Condition  for  which  They  are  not  Responsible  . .  1-3 

Communications  :  The  Pullman  Dispute 3 

Pancha's  Photograph  :  How  a  Marvel  of  Art  brought  Joy  out  of  Much 
Tribulation.     By  Sarah  Hughes  Graves 4 

Recent  Verse:  "  Camot,"  by  Algernon  Charles  Swinburne;  "An- 
dromeda," by  Thomas  Bailey  Aldrich 5 

An  Impressive  Ceremony:  The  Installation  of  the  New  Lord  Chief- 
Justice  of  England — The  Infrequence  of  the  Event  in  Recent  Times 
— About  the  Titles  of  Judges— Sir  Charles  Russell's  Brilliant  Career — 
Noted  Cases  he  has  Figured  in — Sir  Henry  James's  Hard  Luck — The 
Ceremony  of  Swearing  In — Interesting  Details  about  English  Law 
and  Lawyers 5 

More  Napoleana:  The  Second  Volume  of  the  Baron  de  Meneval's 
Memoirs — The  Divorce  of  the  Empress  Josephine — "  The  Little  Cor- 
poral "  in  the  Field 6 

Society  os  its  "  Bike"  :  "  Flaneur"  writes  of  the  Doings  of  the  Swell 
Set  at  Newport — The  Return  of  the  Natives  Erings  a  Revival  of 
Gayety — The  Casino  Dances — Some  Notable  Gowns — Golf  and  Bicy- 
cling the  Leading  Sports — Polo  still  Popular — A  Novelty  for  the  Com- 
ing Winter — An  Exhibition  of  Fair  Women 7 

Old  Favorites:  "In  the  Mission  Garden  (1865),"  by  Bret  Harte  ;  '*A 
Scout's  Soliloquy  " 7 

Individualities:  Notes  About  Prominent  People  all  Over  the  World 7 

Literary  Notes:  Personal  and  Miscellaneous  Gossip — New  Publications     8 

Vanity  Fair:  Married  Couples  as  Dinner-Guests — Will  Benedick  be-  ■ 
come  Mr.  Beatrice? — The  Luxury  of  the  Modem  Woman  and  How 
she  Gets  It — A  Lawyer's  Divorce- Producing  Proposition — English 
Criticism  of  American  Women — About  Women  Smokers — A  Curious 
Matrimonial  Advertisement — Napoleon  on  the  Education  of  Girls — 
Fashions  in  Names  and  Initials — About  Red  Hair 9 

Society:  Movements  and  Whereabouts — Notes  and  Gossip — Army  and 
Navy  News 10-11 

About  the  Women 11 

A  Little  Lunch  eon-Party 12 

The  Tuneful  Liar:  "A  Short  Story."  "Alas!"  "The  Reason," 
"Drowned  Old  Ocean's  Roar."  "  HumDiation,"  "The  Race,"  "  No 
Chances  " 12 

Storyettes:  Grave  and  Gay,  Epigrammatic  and  Otherwise — Lockhart's 
Joke  on  a  Poet — Von  Bulow  and  his  Audiences — How  Colonel  Mc- 
Lane  gave  his  Soldiers  their  Choice — Count  Cesnola's  Resignation — 
An  Artist's  Diplomacy — A  Happy  Faculty  Overtrained— How  a  Singer 
Gave  an  Angry  Man  Satisfaction — An  Old  Man's  Pathetic  Wit — Mrs. 
Peters'sAge — No  Antiquarian — Coleridge's  First  Success — An  Eccen- 
Iric  Minister 13 

Drama  :  John  Drew  in  "  Christopher,  Jr." — Stage  Gossip 14 

The  Regulars  :  How  Chicago  Liked  Them,  and  How  They  Liked 
Chicago 15 

The  Alleged  Humorists:  Paragraphs  Ground  out  by  the  Dismal  Wits 
of  the  Day 16 


It  has  been  for  years  a  matter  of  complaint  with  Califor- 
nians  visiting  the  Atlantic  Slope  that  the  papers  of  the  East 
ignore  the  Pacific  Coast.  So,  too,  with  Americans  abroad — 
they  complain  that  the  great  journals  of  England  and  the 
Continent  almost  ignore  in  their  general  dispatches  the  news 
of  the  United  States. 

These  complaints,  in  both  cases,  have  been  well-founded. 
In  the  leading  London  papers,  the  space  given  to  the  United 
States  is  very  smalL  In  the  Times,  for  example,  there  ap- 
pears every  day  a  dispatch  of  about  twenty  lines  from  its 
correspondent  at  Philadelphia — which,  because  that  citv  was 
made  its  news  head-quarters  many  years  ago,  it  has  retained 
ever  since.  Most  of  this  dispatch  is  taken  up  with  meagre 
details  about  the  proceedings  of  Congress  when  that  body  is 
in  session.  The  Standard,  the  Telegraph,  the  Chronicle, 
the  Post,  and  other  London  dailies  contain  even  less  general 


news  from  the  United  States  than  does  the  Times.  As  for 
California,  its  name  rarely  appears  in  the  English  or  Conti- 
nental press.  During  the  last  two  months,  up  to  the  twenty- 
sixth  of  June,  there  were  but  two  dispatches  about  California 
in  the  London  papers.  One  of  these  told  how  "  a  leading 
Californian  politician  "  shot  J.  B.  Eliot,  business -manager  of 
the  Chronicle  newspaper,  "after  having  unsuccessfully  at- 
tempted to  shoot  M.  H.  de  Young,  the  proprietor."  The 
second  narrated  the  curious  proceedings  at  a  mass-meeting 
held  to  condemn  the  murder  of  Carnot,  President  of  the 
French  Republic,  closing  with  the  remark  that  "  the  meeting 
broke  up  in  a  riot,  and  the  chairman  had  to  be  escorted 
home  under  the  protection  of  the  police." 

Considering  the  nature  of  these  dispatches,  as  well  as  the 
nature  of  much  of  the  "  news  "  which  this  State  contributes 
toward  the  gayety  of  nations,  it  is  perhaps  as  well  that  the 
newspapers  of  the  Old  World  ignore  us.  So  at  least  it 
would  seem  to  Californians  who  do  not  wish  to  be  ashamed 
of  their  State.  But  the  most  patriotic  Californians,  and  even 
those  who  declaim  most  fiercely  against  the  conspiracy  of 
silence  which  the  European  press  have  concocted  against  us, 
must  have  been  more  than  satisfied  with  the  conduct  of  that 
press  after  the  date  we  have  mentioned — the  twenty-sixth  of 
June.  On  that  day  the  leading  London  papers  announced 
the  calling  of  a  strike  by  the  dipsomaniac  Debs.  On  the 
next  day  they  had  full  details  cabled  of  the  proceedings  on 
the  first  day  of  the  strike.  On  the  third  day  the  modest 
twenty  lines  had  increased  to  a  column.  When  the  wild 
riots  of  the  early  days  of  July  were  in  progress,  the  London 
Times  and  Telegraph  were  printing  about  three  columns  of 
cablegrams  from  America,  These  dispatches  were  most 
minute.  They  took  in  not  only  the  rest  of  the  United  States, 
but  California,  which  they  have  so  long  ignored,  as  well- 
Oakland,  San  Jose,  Sacramento,  Los  Angeles,  and  San  Fran- 
cisco were  not  forgotten.  The  carnival  of  cowardice  and 
anarchy  which  reigned  here,  abetted  by  a  Satanic  press,  was 
not  overlooked.  The  graphic  word-paintings  of  our  sensa- 
tional sheets  were  reproduced.  The  mothers  who  "  laid 
their  babes  before  the  engines "  also  laid  them  before  the 
Londoners-  The  "  hundreds  of  earnest  toilers  "  who  flung 
themselves  in  front  of  the  trains  to  block  their  way  were  de- 
scribed at  length  in  the  columns  of  the  English  press.  The 
feats  of  our  militia,  when  they  flung  down  their  arms,  de- 
serted their  colors,  and  fraternized  with  the  mob  of  strikers, 
were  chronicled  before  the  wondering  Old  World.  No 
American  could  complain  of  any  lack  of  space  on  the  part 
of  the  papers  or  lack  of  interest  on  the  part  of  the  people. 

So,  too,  with  the  Eastern  press.  The  scant  dispatches 
which  they  accord  to  California,  consisting  principally  of 
fires  and  murders,  grew  in  a  day  from  lines  to  columns. 
About  the  fourth  day  of  the  strike  the  leading  New  York 
papers  were  printing  from  two  to  four  columns  about  Cali- 
fornia. An  Examiner  editorial,  insidiously  inciting  the 
strikers  to  riot  and  murder,  was  telegraphed  at  length  to 
the  New  York  Herald  oi  July  Sth.  That  paper  printed  it 
as  the  utterance  of  "  the  leading  San  Francisco  newspaper." 
It  is  not  usual  to  telegraph  editorials.  Perhaps  it  was  tele- 
graphed to  the  Herald  by  the  Examiner.  Perhaps  the 
Examiner  was  proud  of  it. 

These  dispatches  naturally  caused  a  great  deal  of  com- 
ment. In  England,  it  took  the  form  of  prophesies  that  re- 
publican government  in  the  United  States  was  destined  soon 
to  fail.  In  the  East,  it  was  not  pessimistic  to  that  extent, 
but  the  journals  both  of  Europe  and  of  the  East  joined  in 
the  expression  of  a  belief  which  might  be  summarized  thus  : 

That  property  is  not  safe  in  California. 

That  human  life  is  not  safe  in  California. 
.     That  California  is  only  semi-civilized. 

Californians  must  smart  under  this  judgment.  Whether 
they  believe  it  to  be  true  or  not,  they  must  admit  that  it  is 
warranted  by  the  testimony  on  which  this  verdict  is  based. 
That  testimony  is  the  matter  printed  by  the  newspapers  of 
California,  and  the  course  adopted  by  those  newspapers  to- 
ward the  mob  of  criminals  who  called  themselves  "strikers." 
The  newspapers  supported  by  any  community  are  the  only 
means  which    other  communities  have   of  ascertaining  the 


feelings  of  the  people.  In  Chicago,  all  the  leading  journals 
condemned  the  strike.  According  to  the  newspapers  of 
this  community,  its  people  upheld  attempts  to  blockade 
trains,  to  "kill"  engines,  to  stop  the  United  States  mails, 
to  drag  poor  workmen  from  their  engines  and  beat  and 
maim  them,  to  resist  the  United  States  Government  in  its 
attempt  to  restore  order,  and  finally,  fearing  to  meet  its 
troops  in  the  open,  to  ditch  a  train  and  murder  a  faithful 
engineer  and  the  poor  blue-coats  who  were  detailed  to  pro- 
tect him  from  assassination. 

These  are  the  things  which  were  upheld  by  the  people  of 
California,  as  represented  by  their  newspapers.  These  were 
the  things  which  were  approved  by  the  people  of  San  Fran- 
cisco, as  represented  by  their  four  leading  journals,  the  Ex- 
aminer, the  Chronicle,  the  Bulletin,  and  the  Call.  Some  of 
these  evil  sheets,  frightened  by  the  results  of  their  handi- 
work, are  endeavoring  to  make  the  people  forget  that  they 
were  leaders.  They  have  tacitly  dropped  the  subject  of  the 
strike.  The  Examiner,  which  was  the  ringleader  in  the  bad 
business,  is  now  loudly  beating  the  drum  in  front  of  its  circus 
tent,  and  inviting  people  to  enter  and  vote  on  the  propo- 
sition of  "governmental  ownership  of  railroads."  The 
people's  memory  is  short  and  the  Examiner* s  drum-stick  is 
long.  It  is  making  a  great  deal  of  noise.  The  Call  and 
Bulletin,  with  the  usual  newspaper  Phariseeism,  are  praying 
loudly  in  the  front  benches  of  the  synagogue,  striving  to 
drown  the  mutterings  of  a  business  community  which  lays 
the  present  stagnation  at  their  doors.  The  Chronicle,  which 
was  only  a  half-hearted  howler  in  the  newspaper  pack,  is 
vigorously  attacking  the  English  press  for  its  doubts  as  to 
the  solidity7  of  our  republican  institutions. 

It  may  be  said  by  some  that  the  Argonaut,  which  is  a 
sturdy  American  journal,  is  unduly  exercised  over  foreign 
judgment  upon  our  affairs.  Not  so.  This  journal  does  not 
believe  that  foreign  judgment,  or  any  other  kind,  unless  it  be 
divine  judgment,  would  have  any  effect  upon  a  community 
which  has  shown  such  a  hopeless  moral  confusion  as  has 
this  one.  Because  an  unpopular  railroad  was  criminally  as- 
sailed, this  community  said  the  assault  was  right.  What- 
ever may  have  been  the  sins  of  the  Southern  Pacific  Com- 
pany— and  they  have  been  many — all  the  crimes  in  the  deca- 
logue would  not  warrant  California  in  upholding  mob-law 
and  attacks  upon  property  and  life.  Yet  such,  according  to 
the  newspaper  press,  has  been  the  attitude  of  this  com- 
munity. 

But  reasoning  upon  purely  moral  and  legal  grounds  will 
have  no  effect  on  a  community  which  has  shown  such  a  con- 
tempt for  morals  and  such  a  contempt  for  law.  There  are 
other  grounds  which  may  affect  them — financial  grounds. 
It  would  be  an  interesting  calculation  to  show  what  has 
been  the  actual  loss  in  good  hard  coin  to  California  result- 
ing from  the  strike — not  only  the  loss  of  fruit  and  other 
perishable  goods  in  freight-cars,  but  the  vast  quantities  of 
fruit  which  rotted  because  it  could  not  be  placed  in  freight- 
cars  ;  the  loss  resulting  from  the  paralysis  of  business  for 
three  weeks  ;  the  loss  flowing  from  the  long  stagnation 
which  will  follow  that  paralysis  ;  and  the  loss  in  damages 
which  must  be  paid  by  municipalities. 

Last  but  not  least  is  the  loss  resulting  from  the  foreign 
judgment  to  which  we  referred  above.  The  State  requires 
foreign  capital.  It  needs  it  more,  perhaps,  than  any  State 
in  the  Union  to  develop  its  multifarious  resources.  Foreign 
capital  is  timid.  It  will  not  go  where  property  is  not  safe. 
It  is  the  belief  of  men  whose  business  it  is  to  place  Amer- 
ican investments  in  foreign  markets  that  California  will  not 
recover  from  the  distrust  she  has  caused  in  Europe  for  fully 
twenty  years. 

It  has  been  said  that  the  judgment  of  contemporaneous 
nations  upon  each  other  is  the  judgment  of  posterity.  Cali- 
fornia may  see  reflected  in  the  mirrors  of  Eastern  and  Euro- 
pean opinion  what  posterity  will  think  of  her  many  genera- 
tions from  to-day. 


The  tax  commissioners  of  New  York  city  have  presented 
to  the  board  of  aldermen  the  corrected  assessmer 
1894,     They  show  a  marked   increase  over  the 


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August  6,  1894. 


list  for  1S93,  which  creates  surprise,  as  the  hard  times  were 
expected  to  cause  a  decrease.     The  figures  are  : 

Personal  property S    390,274,303 

Real  estate.   11613,057,73s 

Total $2,003,332,038 

The  per  capita  wealth  of  the  New  Yorkers  is  thus  $1,252. 
In  San  Francisco  the  total  amount  of  taxable  property  is, 
this  year,  $326,151,951,  and  here,  as  in  New  York,  the  pro- 
portion of  real  estate  is  So  per  cent,  and  that  of  personal 
property  20  per  cent,  of  the  whole.  But  the  per  capita 
wealth  of  our  people  is  less  than  in  New  York,  being  only 
$1,087  as  against  $1,252.  This  is  rather  curious,  as  the 
abjectly  poor  class,  which  abounds  in  New  York,  is  actually 
unknown  here.  We  must  infer  that  the  average  holdings  of 
the  New  York  rich  are  so  much  larger  than  those  of  the 
corresponding  class  here  that  they  raise  the  general  average. 

The  assessment  rolls  in  New  York  city  are  mostly  guess- 
work and  approximate  estimates.  No  one  who  is  worth 
over  a  million  makes  a  return  ;  he  finds  it  more  profitable 
to  let  the  assessor  assess  him  as  best  he  may.  Thus  Cor- 
nelius Vanderbilt  pays  on  $400,000  of  personal  estate, 
Collis  P.  Huntington  on  $150,000,  John  Jacob  Astor  on 
$1 10,000.  The  following  list  will  give  the  reader  an  idea  of 
the  amounts  assessed  against  wealthy  citizens  for  personal 
property,  it  being  borne  in  mind  that  many  of  their  hold- 
ings in  stocks,  bonds,  and  shares  are  assessed  at  the  offices 
of  the  companies  which  issue  them  : 

William  Waldorf  Astor $2,000,000 

Russell  Sage 500,000 

Cornelius  Vanderbilt 400,000 

William  K.  Vanderbilt 400,000 

John  D.  Rockefeller 300,000 

Ogden  Goelet 250,000 

Theodore  Havemeyer 250,000 

Andrew  Carnegie 100,000 

D.  O.  Mills 100,000 

Eugene  Kelly 100,000 

Roswell  P.  Flower 50,000 

William  R.  Grace 12,000 

It  is  imagined  that  these  amounts  are  about  one-tenth  of 
what  the  personal  estate  of  these  various  individuals  would 
represent  if  it  could  be  reached  for  purpose  of  assessment. 
The  estates  of  dead  millionaires  are  probably  taxed  on  a 
corresponding  scale,  as  the  following  table  indicates  : 

Estate  of  W.  H.  Vanderbilt $8,000,000 

Estate  of  William  Astor 2,568,000 

Estate  of  Wilson  G.  Hunt 1,939,000 

Estate  of  Sidney  Dillon 1,500,000 

Estate  of  Louis  C.  Hammersley  (former  husband  of  the 

Duchess  of  Marlborough) 1,000,000 

Estate  of  Samuel  J.  Tilden 500,000 

Estate  of  C.  K.  Garrison 500,000 

Estate  of  George  Law 250,000 

These  figures  furnish  but  a  slight  clew  to  the  real  value 
of  the  personal  property  of  the  tax-payers.  For  instance, 
Hetty  Green,  the  richest  woman  in  America,  pays  on  $40,- 
000.  The  Goulds,  having  moved  out  of  town,  were  at  one 
time  stricken  from  the  assessment  list.  Their  names  have 
since  been  restored,  and  George  Gould  pays  on  $400,000, 
while  his  brothers  and  his  sister  pay  on  $100,000  each 
The  newspapers  are  assessed  according  to  some  curious 
rule.  The  Herald  pays  on  $100,000;  the  Times  on  $18,- 
000  ;  the  Sun  on  $190,000. 

It  seems  clear  enough  that  the  method  of  assessing  per- 
sonal property  in  New  York  is  a  failure,  as,  indeed,  it  is 
anywhere.  It  is  impossible  to  compel  a  man  to  disclose  the 
amount  of  money  or  movable  invisible  property  which  he 
has  on  hand,  and  millionaires  feel  toward  the  assessors  as 
the  French  noble  did  to  the  Almighty,  who,  he  said,  would 
think  twice  before  dealing  harshly  with  a  person  of  his 
quality.  In  New  York,  as  here,  eighty  per  cent,  of  the  tax- 
able property  is  visible  and  tangible,  being  in  the  shape  of 
houses  and  lots,  and  there  is  no  reason  why  it  should  not  be 
equitably  assessed.  As  to  the  remaining  twenty  per  cent., 
or  one-fifth  of  the  whole,  assessors  seem  to  think  that  they 
are  doing  well  when  they  are  getting  anything  out  of  it. 
The  principle  of  municipal  taxation  is  that  it  should  be 
borne  by  all  citizens  alike,  but  in  practice  it  is  borne  by  the 
middle  class  only,  and  is  evaded  by  the  very  rich  and  the 
very  poor.  Whether  a  way  can  be  found  to  remedy  the 
anomaly  is  not  clear  ;  the  nearest  approach  to  a  proposed 
reform  was  Henry  George's  single  tax,  which  threw  all  the 
burden  of  supporting  the  government  on  land,  without  re- 
gard to  the  improvements  on  it.  This  would  be  so  obviously 
unfair  to  the  agricultural  class  and  such  palpable  favoritism 
to  the  lawless  class  that  it  has  not  commanded  serious  atten- 
tion since  Mr.  Hewitt  punctured  the  balloon. 

In  the  course  of  history,  every  form  of  property  has  been 
at  times  chosen  as  the  chief  bearer  of  city  taxation.  It  is 
quite  curious  to  observe  how,  in  the  centuries  before  the 
French  Revolution,  rich  and  poor  bandied  the  burden  from 
one  to  the  other.  The  workingmen  got  the  worst  of  the 
tussle,  for  while  nobles  and  clergy  did  occasionally  obtain 
immunity  from  taxation,  the  workingman  could  always  be 
founJ  to  do  his  corvSe,  or  to  commute  his  tax  for  military 
=  :r\ice.  Every  now  and  then  a  king  trampled  the  claims  of 
privileged  classes   and  compelled   priest  and  baron  to 


pay  ;  and  off  and  on  Jews  were  selected  as  convenient  ob- 
jects of  taxation,  and  the  support  of  the  government  was 
devolved  upon  them.  But  all  these  discriminations  between 
class  and  class  led  to  the  same  result — the  taxes  produced  no 
revenue.  Nations  drifted  into  the  habit  of  relying  for  reve- 
nue upon  customs,  duties,  and  excise,  and  cities  relied  upon 
a  real  property'  tax  and  a  capitation  tax  to  support  a  munici- 
pal government. 

A  most  likely  change  in  the  future  will  be  in  the  direction 
of  heavier  taxation  on  callings  which  minister  to  the  appe- 
tites without  serving  the  real  wants  of  tax-payers.  A  much 
larger  revenue  might  be  raised  from  municipal  taxes  on 
liquor,  tobacco,  livery  carriages,  city  car  lines,  etc.,  than  is 
now  collected  ;  and  it  ought  to  be  possible  to  make  the  vices 
of  the  period  contribute  to  the  municipal  exchequer  instead 
of  building  up  a  fund  for  police  corruption.  Amasa  Walker 
stated  the  law  correctly  when  he  said  that  the  heaviest  taxes 
should  be  imposed  on  those  commodities  the  consumption 
of  which  is  especially  prejudicial  to  the  interests  of  the 
people.  At  the  time  of  the  greatest  prosperity  of  Venice, 
the  City  of  the  Lagoons  was  supported  by  taxes  on  gam- 
bling and  the  social  evil ;  there  is  too  much  Puritanism  to 
permit  the  example  to  be  followed  in  our  cities  to-day  ;  but 
neither  ought  these  sources  of  income  to  be  wholly  neglected. 

Should  the  present  Kilkenny  tactics  of  the  two  branches 
of  the  Democratic  party  in  Congress  be  continued  a  little 
longer,  it  may  truthfully  and  joyously  be  said  of  them  that 
"  instead  of  two  factions,  there  wasn't  any."  Their  squabbles 
are  most  amusing.  Each  declares,  with  a  brave  show  of 
virtue,  that,  as  for  himself,  he  is  devotedly  attached  to  the 
principles  of  the  party  that  put  him  in  power  ;  but  then 
there  are  those  wicked  Democratic  senators  who  will  not 
support  the  tariff  bill  until  they  are  placated.  These  wicked 
senators  form  a  most  mysterious  and  picturesque  element. 
Nobody,  except  their  apologizing  colleagues,  knows  just  who 
they  are.  That  they  are  selfish,  there  can  be  no  doubt,  for 
they  demand  Republican  protection  for  themselves  and  their 
constituents  while  consenting  to  Democratic  free  trade  for 
everybody  else.  If  the  Democratic  party  had  any  principles 
at  alL  those  principles  were  embodied  in  the  demand  for 
free  coal,  free  iron,  and'  free  sugar.  Yet  these  are  the  very 
articles  for  which  the  wicked  senators  demand  protection, 
and  their  associates,  self-accused  of  integrity  and  devotion 
to  principle  though  they  are,  are  using  their  best  endeavors 
to  help  them  get  it. 

It  is  characteristic  as  well  as  amusing  that  the  efforts  of 
these  wicked  senators  are  confined  to  repudiating  the  pledges 
of  their  party.  The  income  tax — the  most  indefensible 
feature  of  the  tariff  bill — was  no  part  of  the  original  Demo- 
cratic programme,  has  not  been  demanded  by  the  people, 
and  would  be  overwhelmingly  defeated  were  it  put  to  popu- 
lar vote.  But  there  is  not  even  a  suggestion  that  it  be 
dropped.  '  The  measure  was  taken  up  as  a  sop  for  the 
Populists,  and  fear  of  Populist  resentment  stifles  any  protest 
that  might  have  come  from  the  Democratic  ranks.  From 
the  point  of  view  of  statesmanship  the  measure  is  inde- 
fensible ;  considered  as  politics,  it  is  imbecile.  The  Demo- 
crats think  they  can  attract  the  Populists  by  taking  up  a 
small  and  unimportant  feature  of  that  party's  programme. 
But  the  followers  of  the  wind-caressed  Peffer  think — how- 
ever absurdly  wrong  they  may  be  in  so  thinking — that  they 
will  soon  have  control  of  the  government  and  be  able  to 
carry  out  their  whole  programme.  Foolish  though  they 
are,  they  are  not  likely  to  abandon  their  whole  loaf  for  the 
stray  crumbs  that  drop  from  the  Democratic  table. 

Even  should  the  advances  of  this  fondly  foolish  old  suitor 
be  received,  the  victor)'  would  prove  a  barren  one.  The  Popu- 
listic  movement  is  but  a  temporary  craze,  a  passing  expres- 
sion of  unreasoning  discontent.  It  is  a  natural  distemper, 
incident  to  the  half-educated  condition  of  certain  parts  of  the 
country  ;  its  followers  have  reached  the  stage  of  mental 
growth  where  they  aspire  to  more  comfortable  surroundings, 
but  have  not  yet  developed  their  reasoning  faculties  suffi- 
ciently to  perceive  that  the  "  remedies "  for  which  they 
clamor  are  but  the  poisonous  nostrums  of  quacks.  Their 
wonderful  reforms  that  are  to  transmute  this  work-a-day 
world  into  an  Eden  have  all  been  tried  and  found  wanting, 
but  the  Populists  lack  the  education  to  know  this,  and  they 
urge  them  with  all  the  enthusiasm  of  ignorance. 

The  income  tax  is  a  case  in  point.  The  former  experi- 
ence with  this  tax  should  be  still  familiar  to  many  now 
living,  for  it  is  only  twenty-two  years  since  it  was  rejected  in 
disgust  by  the  people  of  this  country  after  ten  years'  trial. 
It  is  a  curious  coincidence  that  the  Civil  War  income  tax 
was  adopted  without  any  previous  demand  for  it,  without 
any  discussion,  and  in  order  to  avoid  an  unpopular  direct  tax 
upon  the  States.  The  revenue  measure  reported  by  the 
Ways  and  Means  Committee  in  1861  contained  no  provision 
for  an  income  tax.  But  in  order  to  meet  the  necessities  of 
the  war,  a  direct  tax  was  proposed  by  which  thirty  million 
dollars  was  to  be   raised,  apportioned   among  the  States  in 


the  ratio  of  population.  This  was  strongly  opposed,  because 
the  West  contained  a  far  greater  population  in  proportion  to 
its  wealth  than  the  East,  and  would  therefore  be  called  upon 
to  pay  more  than  its  share  of  the  tax.  The  income  tax  was 
adopted  as  a  substitute,  and  was  carried  through,  not  on  its 
merits,  but  on  the  unpopularity  of  the  direct  tax. 

This  tax  was  accepted  as  a  war  measure,  and  escaped 
criticism  until  the  period  for  which  it  was  originally  adopted 
was  about  to  expire.  Then  the  prospect  that  it  was  about  to 
become  a  permanent  peace  burden  aroused  general  indigna- 
tion, and  a  strong  opposition  asserted  itself.  The  experience 
under  the  law  had  shown  that  it  was  as  unequal,  as  to  the  dif- 
ferent sections  of  the  country,  as  the  direct  tax  would  have 
been.  More  than  half  the  tax  was  collected  in  twenty  of  the 
two  hundred  and  thirty-five  revenue  districts.  California 
alone  paid  more  than  Indiana,  Wisconsin,  Iowa,  Kansas, 
and  Nebraska  combined.  Massachusetts,  with  five  and  one- 
sixth  per  cent,  of  the  total  taxable  property  of  the  country, 
paid  twelve  and  one-half  per  cent,  of  the  income  tax,  while 
Illinois,  with  six  per  cent,  of  the  taxable  property,  paid  only 
four  per  cent,  of  the  tax.  The  fallacy  that  the  tax  would  be 
paid  by  the  rich  was  soon  exposed,  and  it  was  discovered 
that,  in  the  form  of  reduced  wages  and  increased  prices,  the 
payment  was  ultimately  made  by  the  laborers  and  the  con- 
sumers. That  evasion  was  practiced  on  a  large  scale  is 
proved  by  the  fact  that,  out  of  a  population  of  40,000,000, 
only  270,000 — about  one  in  one  hundred  and  fifty — were 
found  with  incomes  exceeding  eighty-five  dollars  a  month — 
the  amount  below  which  incomes  were  exempt — and  of  these 
one-half  received  less  than  one  hundred  and  twenty  dollars 
a  month.  Mr.  Morrill  declared  that  "  our  income  tax,  after 
all,  is  but  little  more  than  each  individual  chooses  to  pay  on 
his  own  estimate  of  his  income." 

As  has  been  said,  the  tax  was  accepted  as  a  war  measure, 
and,  while  the  necessities  of  the  war  continued  and  patriot- 
ism was  at  a  high  pitch,  the  returns  were  fairly  honest.  But 
with  the  close  of  the  war,  the  era  of  general  evasion  set  in. 
From  1865  to  1 871,  the  country  was  recovering  from  the 
effects  of  the  war,  and  its  prosperity  was  on  the  up-grade. 
Bat,  according  to  the  income-tax  returns,  the  people  were 
steadily  getting  poorer.  The  returns  of  taxable  incomes 
during  this  period  fell  off  from  $8^0,000,000  to  $320,000,000, 
or  slightly  more  than  sixty-two  per  cent.  Of  this  shrinkage 
about  three-fifths  was  due  to  increased  exemptions  under  the 
law  and  two-fifths  to  evasions.  In  other  words,  more  than 
one-quarter  of  the  income  liable  to  taxation  escaped. 

With  this  recent  disastrous  experience,  it  is  strange  that 
any  party  would  have  the  temerity  to  suggest  a  revival  of 
this  obnoxious  tax.  The  Populists  may  be  excused  on  the 
ground  of  crass  ignorance  ;  but  what  is  to  be  said  of  the 
Democrats,  who  claim  that  their  party  is  one  of  intelligence? 
Some  friend  of  the  party,  who  has  its  good  name  at  heart, 
ought  to  take  it  home  and  carefully  put  it  to  bed.  Since  it 
has  come  into  power  it  may  justly  claim  consistency,  for  it 
has  consistently  blundered  in  everything  it  has  undertaken. 


■  The  woman  of  the  period  in  literature  is  an  interesting 
study.  Letters  have  been  one  of  the  callings  that  were 
always  open  to  the  sex  ;  at  a  time  when  a  married  woman 
had  no  other  name  than  "  Mar)',  the  wife'  of  John  Smith," 
and  when  she  had  no  legal  right  to  her  own  earnings,  Miss 
Edgeworth,  Mrs.  Barbauld,  Miss  Martineau,  Mrs.  Trollope, 
and  a  swarm  of  other  female  authoresses  contended  with 
men  for  the  miserable  rewards  of  literary  labor.  For  more 
than  a  quarter  of  a  century  higher  education  has  been  at  the 
service  of  women,  and  the  class  of  females  from  whom 
bright  writers  might  be  expected  to  be  evolved  has  been 
steadily  growing  in  numbers.  Now  the  spirit  of  inquiry  has 
been  roused,  and  female  wits,  sharpened  by  education,  have 
been  polished  to  a  razor's  edge.  We  ought  surely  to  find 
that  the  modern  woman  in  literature  occupies  a  rank  to 
which  her  predecessors  could  hardly  aspire.  And  yet  is  it  so  ? 
The  names  of  Mrs.  Humphry  Ward  and  Mme.  Sarah 
Grand  spring  to  the  lips,  and,  on  the  same  level  as  they,  our 
own  Miss  Murfree  and  Miss  Wilkins.  All  four  are  ad- 
mirable writers  ;  they  understand  nature  and  man  ;  they 
have  dipped  their  pens  into  the  Castalian  fount  and  have 
painted  the  human  soul  and  God's  universe  in  a  vigorous, 
translucent  style.  But  are  they  the  first  of  their  race  ?  Over 
forty  years  ago  Mrs.  Stowe  wrote  "Uncle  Tom's  Cabin." 
As  a  piece  of  literary  work,  it  is  probably  inferior  to  "  Mar- 
cella"  or  "The  Heavenly  Twins"  ;  Mrs.  Stowe  was  disdain- 
ful of  the  graces  of  style  ;  but  it  attained  and  has  retained  a 
popularity  which  no  work  of  the  present  day  has  reached. 
A  few  years  later  Marion  Evans  leaped  to  the  first  rank 
among  novelists.  She  was  not  only  a  past-mistress  of  the 
art  of  fiction,  but  she  was  a  purist  in  style  and  her  works  be- 
came classics.  It  may  be  invidious  to  suggest  comparisons, 
but  have  we  any  work  by  a  modern  woman  writer  which  can 
be  compared  with  the  "  Mill  on  the  Floss"  or  "Middle- 
march  "  ?  And  the  days  in  which  she  wrote  were  also  the 
days  of  good  Miss  Muloch  and  kindly  Mrs.  Oliphant  ;  they 


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did  not  precede  by  many  years  the  times  of  delightful 
Rhoda  Broughton. 

He  who  runs  his  eye,  at  the  beginning  of  the  month,  over 
the  table  of  contents  of  the  leading  magazines  is  astonished 
to  find  how  large  a  proportion  of  the  fiction  they  contain  is 
the  work  of  the  weaker  sex.  And  some  of  it  fulfills  the  re- 
quirements of  literary  taste.  But  the  larger  part,  it  is  sad  to 
say,  belongs  to  the  class  of  fiction  which  is  in  its  nature 
ephemeral.  It  is  agreeable  reading,  but  it  leaves  no  impres- 
sion on  the  mind,  save  when,  in  departing  from  the  recog- 
nized path  of  fancy,  it  soars  into  philosophy  and  prefers  to 
be  didactic  rather  than  romantic.  To  this  class  belong  the 
most  ambitious  women's  novels  of  to-day.  They  undertake 
to  solve  social  problems  in  the  intervals  of  a  love-story,  and 
after  having  settled  the  fate  of  Jeremy  and  Jessamy,  they 
throw  off  a  by-product  of  political  economy.  This  is  clever, 
but  most  people  would  prefer  their  solids  and  their  fluids  in 
different  dishes.  Some,  again,  of  our  female  writers  aim  at 
notoriety  by  affecting  impropriety  ;  they  are  not  really  im- 
proper, but  they  wish  to  be  thought  so,  because  impropriety 
is  salable.  They  get  their  reward.  Yet  another  class  of 
feminine  romancers,  finding  that  every  phase  of  love  and  life 
has  been  described  already,  invent  creatures  of  their  own 
imagination,  which  are  like  nothing  in  heaven  above,  or  in 
the  earth  beneath,  or  in  the  waters  under  the  earth,  and  at 
first  these  monstrous  creations  achieve  a  success  of  surprise. 
A  type  of  the  books  of  this  kind  is  "  The  Yellow  Aster," 
which  has  had  quite  a  run.  It  is  safe  to  say  that  the  run  will 
be  short-lived  ;  however  morbid  a  reader's  taste  may  be,  he 
soon  gets  tired  of  freaks. 

There  are  just  two  forms  of  the  novel  of  to-day  in  which 
abiding  success  may  be  won,  and  it  is  doubtful  whether  the 
average  female  writer  can  shine  in  either.  One  is  the  real- 
istic novel,  of  which  Zola's  Rougon-Macquart  Series  is  an 
example.  The  books  of  that  series  present  aspects  of  real 
life  with  photographic  accuracy,  and  reason  them  out  from 
their  occult  causes  to  their  visible  consequences.  When 
Zola  began  to  write  a  book,  he  locked  up  his  fancy  in  a  box 
and  went  around  with  his  Kodak  here  and  there,  taking 
snap-shots  at  all  he  saw.  Thus  he  painted  life  as  it  is,  with 
all  its  deformities  and  all  its  repulsive  features — his  picture 
was  often  offensive  to  good  taste,  but  it  was  true  to  life,  and, 
as  it  was  touched  with  the  hand  of  a  master,  it  will  live,  for 
the  same  reason  that  Balzac  and  Flaubert  live.  It-does  not 
seem  to  lie  within  the  purview  of  the  female  mind  to  under- 
take such  work  as  this.  Women  are  not  adapted  to  go 
around  with  the  hook  of  a  c/iijfonmer,  grubbing  in  garbage 
piles  ;  nor  is  their  nature  fitted  for  the  elaborate  philosoph- 
ical dissection  of  vice  and  crime,  in  their  relations  to  each 
other  and  the  relations  of  both  to  heredity. 

The  other  novel  of  the  da)- — which  remains  to  be  written 
— will  deal  with  the  forces  and  tendencies  which  are  at  work 
in  society.  This  is  an  age  of  doubt,  of  inquiry,  of  reserva- 
tion. The  old  formulas  have  ceased  to  satisfy.  The  old 
religions  are  decrepit,  and  in  their  place  have  sprung  up 
mysteries  which  the  conscientious  are  eager  to  solve.  A  sus- 
picion is  gaining  ground  that  much  of  our  existing  philoso- 
phy rests  on  nothing  but  a  vain  repetition  of  words  and  a 
stupid  adherence  to  beliefs  which  command  no  respect. 
People  are  asking  whether  all  this  moldy  rubbish  ought 
not  to  be  swept  away,  and  if  it  is,  what  shall  be  set  up  in  its 
place?  Is  it  true  that  a  man  may  do  what  he  pleases  with 
his  own  so  long  as  he  does  not  injure  his  neighbor,  or  does 
the  possession  of  wealth  involve  duties  to  the  poor  which 
may  be  defined  by  law  and  enforced  by  the  sheriff?  And 
does  not  the  bare  suggestion  fringe  dangerously  on  the  bor- 
der of  communism?  In  the  last  chapter  of  Du  Maurier's 
novel  of  "  Trilby,"  the  dying  heroine  professes  her  disbelief 
in  future  punishments,  whereupon  all  parties — including 
ministers  of  the  church — acquiesce"  in  her  heterodoxy  ;  they 
all  relegate  sheol  to  the  bourne  of  dead  delusions.  But  if 
we  abolish  hell,  what  are  we  to  do  with  heaven  ?  What 
woman  would  like  to  tackle  this  topic  in  a  work  of  the 
imagination  ? 

The  vexed  problem  of  government  ownership  of  railroads 
has  been  brought  once  more  to  the  front  by  the  devices  of 
the  Pacific  railroads  to  adjust  the  puzzle  of  the  subsidy 
bonds  ;  the  prospects  of  a  satisfactory  solution  would  be 
brighter  if  people  dismissed  from  their  minds  the  idea  that 
government  foreclosure  and  re-purchase  would  be  a  fitting 
punishment  for  the  companies  for  having  rendered  themselves 
odious.  In  point  of  fact,  it  is  very  far  from  certain  that  the 
companies  are  not  at  the  bottom  of  the  movement  for  gov- 
ernment ownership  ;  that  remedy  would  offer  them  many 
compensating  advantages.  Government  would  have  to  pay 
for  all  the  property  except  the  road-bed  and  track.  It  would 
have  lo  take  the  money  of  the  people  to  reimburse  the  com- 
panies for  depots,  sidings,  station-houses,  fences,  and  other 
improvements.  If  it  foreclosed,  it  would  exhaust  its  remedy, 
and,  at  the  end  of  the  proceedings,  the  defaulting  debtors 
would    find    themselves    free    of    debt,    with    a    pocketful 


of  money,  and  relieved  of  the  burden  of  running  a  railroad 
— two-thirds  of  them  are  run  at  a  loss.  To  the  impartial 
observer  this  punishment  would  seem  quite  bearable. 

As  a  matter  of  principle,  the  Government  of  the  United 
States,  being  a  government  of  fixed  and  limited  powers,  can 
find  no  warrant  in  the  constitution  for  embarking  in  the 
business  of  railroad  transportation.  But  if  it  could  be 
shown  that  the  public  interest  would  be  promoted  by  the 
acquisition  of  the  Pacific  railroads  and  their  operation  by 
government,  lawyers  would  probably  find  authority  for  the 
proceeding,  just  as  during  the  Civil  War  lawyers  found 
authority  for  overriding  the  sovereignty  of  the  States  in  in- 
surrection, in  order  to  promote  the  interest  of  the  Union. 
Thus,  at  the  present  time,  the  practical  question  involved  is 
less  what  the  constitution  warrants  than  what  is  best  for  the 
public  interest. 

We  have  before  our  eyes  a  number  of  examples  of  gov- 
ernment ownership  of  railroads  which  may  be  regarded  as 
precedents.  A  portion  of  the  railroad  systems  of  France, 
Germany,  Austria,  Italy,  and  Belgium  is  owned  by  the  gov- 
ernments, and  the  whole  of  the  railroad  systems  of  Aus- 
tralasia and  British  India  are  in  government  ownership. 
With  regard  to  the  two  latter,  experience  is  against  the  prac- 
tice. The  railroads  of  Victoria  and  New  South  Wales  have 
been  largely  instrumental  in  bringing  the  colonies  to  the 
verge  of  bankruptcy  ;  those  of  New  Zealand  are  slow  and 
the  tariffs  are  high  ;  the  eighteen  thousand  miles  of  railroad 
in  British  India  comprise  probably  the  worst  managed  and 
the  least  efficient  system  in  the  world.  It  is  but  fair  to  add 
that  the  Hindostan  lines  were  built  as  military  roads,  and 
that  the  distances  are  enormous. 

In  France,  the  government  owns  and  operates  1,609  miles 
of  railroad  out  of  22,362  ;  in  Germany,  23,848  miles  out  of 
26,971;  in  Austria,  11,000  out  of  17,198.  In  all  three 
countries  the  service  is  good,  though  the  tariffs  are  high ; 
the  government  schedules  of  fares  and  freights  make  the 
rates  for  the  lines  in  private  ownership.  But  it  may  be  ob- 
served that  in  the  case  of  Germany,  government  ownership 
was  compulsory,  because  there  was  not,  and  is  not,  sufficient 
private  capital  in  the  country  to  build  railroads  ;  while,  in 
the  case  of  Austria,  the  government  was  forced  to  buy  the 
roads  in  1873,  in  consequence  of  the  bankruptcy  of  the 
companies.  It  must  also  be  noted  that,  just  ten  years  ago, 
the  Government  of  France  was  asked  to  buy  all  the  French 
lines  at  a  fair  valuation,  and  it  refused.  In  Italy,  all  the  rail- 
roads are  owned  by  the  government,  and  are  leased  to  an 
operating  syndicate  for  sixty  years  at  an  annual  rental  which 
only  yields  a  nominal  interest  on  their  cost  ;  yet  the  lessees 
importune  the  government  at  every  meeting  of  the  Chamber 
to  release  them  from  their  bargain,  and  the  government 
steadily  refuses  to  comply  with  the  request  The  six  thou- 
sand seven  hundred  miles  of  railroad  in  Spain  are  owned 
and  operated  by  private  companies,  which  are  liberally  sub- 
sidized by  government.  The  most  successful  example  in 
the  world  of  government  ownership  of  railroads  is  in  Bel- 
gium, where  all,  or  nearly  all,  the  lines  are  the  property  of 
the  state.  The  service  is  excellent  and  cheap,  but  it  must  be  re- 
membered that  Belgium  is  the  most  densely  populated  country 
in  the  world  ;  with  an  area  less  than  that  of  Maryland,  it  con- 
tains about  six  million  five  hundred  thousand  souls,  so  that 
the  railroads  are  more  like  city  lines  than  highroads.  The 
traffic  is  enormous,  and  enables  the  trains  to  be  run  at  brief 
intervals  and  at  a  minimum  cost.  The  problem  of  railroad 
transportation  in  Belgium  is  precisely  the  opposite  of  the 
problem  which  would  be  presented  by  government  owner- 
ship of  the  Pacific  railroads. 

We  may  sum  up  this  branch  of  the  case  by  saying  that  the 
machinery  of  government  in  France,  Belgium,  Germany, 
and  Austria  has  proved  entirely  adequate  to  the  running  of 
railroads  in  a  satisfactory  manner.  Whether  it  is  best  for 
us  to  follow  their  example  is  another  question,  which  will 
bear  a  good  deal  of  investigation.  The  chances  are  that 
the  people  will  have  ample  opportunity  for  education  on  the 
subject.  It  is  over  twenty  years  since  the  reasons  for  the 
annexation  of  the  telegraph  lines  to  the  post-office  were  pre- 
sented in  so  cogent  a  shape  that  there  was  really  no  answer, 
and  so  bright  a  man  as  William  Orton  could  only  resort  to 
special  pleading  to  defend  his  monopoly.  Since  then  the 
Western  Union  has  faithfully  adhered  to  its  plan  of  exacting 
all  the  traffic  would  bear — it  still  costs  the  outrageous  sum 
of  a  dollar  to  send  ten  words  from  San  Francisco  to  New 
York  ;  but  government  is  further  from  buying  the  telegraph 
lines  than  it  was  twenty  years  ago.  It  is  hardly  likely  that 
the  transfer  of  the  railroads  to  government  could  be  more 
rapidly  effected. 


The  failure  of  the  women's  crusade  for  the  ballot  in  New 
York  is  a  far  more  serious  defeat  than  appears  upon  the 
surface.  It  is  not  merely  a  temporary  postponement,  for,  in 
view  of  the  real  causes  that  brought  it  about,  there  is  little 
probability  that  the  demands  of  the  fair  petitioners  will  be 
granted  for  a  very  long  time.      In  the  early  days  of  the  agita- 


tion, there  was  a  fair  prospect  of  success.  The  short-haired 
advocate  of  women's  rights  was  crowded  to  the  rear,  the 
hysterical  demand  for  the  individual  privilege  of  voting  was 
abandoned.  The  battle  was  conducted  by  those  who  knew 
most  thoroughly  what  were  woman's  most  effective  weapons 
against  man,  and  by  tacticians  who  were  most  skilled  in  their 
use.  They  asked  for  no  individual  "  rights "  ;  they  de- 
manded the  principle  of  equality.  They  declared  that  the 
denial  of  the  ballot  on  the  ground  of  sex  could  be  justified 
only  by  proving  that  woman  was  less  capable  of  exercising 
the  franchise  than  the  least  capable  of  men. 

The  attitude  of  the  women  and  the  character  of  their 
leaders  demanded  and  received  far  more  respect  than  had 
been  accorded  to  their  predecessors  in  the  field.  Men 
looked  with  more  tolerance  upon  the  demand  for  the  ballot 
when  enforced  by  a  battery  of  bright  eyes  flanked  by 
feminine  charm  in  stylish  costume.  True,  there  was  some 
fun  poked  at  the  fair  banditti,  as  in  the  case  of  the  learned 
professor  who  declared  in  favor  of  the  substitution  of 
"female"  for  the  objectionable  word  "male"  in  the  consti- 
tution, on  the  ground  that,  man  having  made  a  failure  of 
popular  government,  it  was  but  right  that  he  should  step 
aside  and  give  woman  an  opportunity  to  show  what  she 
could  do.  Another  suggestion  was  that  the  word  "mail"  be 
removed  from  all  letter-boxes  throughout  the  United  States. 
But,  in  spite  of  such  small  lapses,  it  is  evident  that  men 
would  have  been  content  to  try  the  experiment  had  not  a 
foreign  influence  stepped  in. 

What  really  defeated  female  suffrage  in  New  York  was, 
not  the  mistakes  made  by  the  managers  of  the  campaign — 
though  these  mistakes  were  many — but  the  growing  disin- 
clination to  extend  the  franchise  in  any  direction.  It  is  be- 
coming more  and  more  apparent  that  the  mass  of  voters  in 
this  country  is  becoming  unwieldy.  The  old  theory  was 
that  all  that  was  necessary  to  secure  good  government  was 
to  arm  everybody  with  the  ballot,  for  it  was  argued  that  as 
the  majority  of  the  people  are  honest,  honest  considerations 
will  prevail.  Experience  has  hardly  borne  out  this  expecta- 
tion. The  ignorant  may  have  good  intentions,  but  they  are 
more  easily  swayed  by  the  specious  persuasions  of  dema- 
gogues than  by  the  logical  arguments  of  statesmen.  Occa- 
sionally, when  their  feelings  are  deeply  stirred  by  a  great 
crisis,  their  emotions  guide  them  rightly  ;  but  on  ordinary 
occasions  they  are  pretty  poor  material  for  the  foundation  of 
a  popular  government. 

Early  in  the  campaign  that  centred  around  Sherry's,  it 
was  urged  against  the  granting  of  the  suffrage  to  women 
that  such  a  course  would  bring  into  the  body  politic  the  un- 
desirable element  of  foreign-born  women  and  the  servant- 
girl  class.  The  objection  did  not  arise  from  any  prejudice 
against  their  menial  position — though  certain  cheap  dema- 
gogues have  insisted  that  it  did — but  because  they  are,  as  a 
class,  necessarily  ignorant.  In  itself  the  objection  would 
have  had  little  value ;  it  would  have  been  easy,  had  female 
suffrage  been  the  only  matter  considered,  to  exclude  the 
objectionable  elements  by  the  necessary  limiting  conditions 
while  granting  the  franchise  to  the  others.  As  showing  the 
general  drift  of  opinion,  it  was  deeply  significant :  the  ob- 
jection was  merely  the  application  in  a  particular  case  of  the 
general  principle  that  the  time  has  come  when  the  franchise 
should  be  restricted,  even  among  the  males. 

Our  foreign-born  citizens  are  entitled  to  the  credit  of 
having  furnished  the  experience  that  has  enlightened  us. 
This  country  has  suffered  long  and  seriously  from  the  curse 
of  the  ignorant  foreign  vote,  and  the  end  is  not  yet.  But 
the  beginning  of  the  end  is  here  ;  the  demand  for  restricted 
immigration  and  for  more  stringent  naturalization  laws  has 
gained  enough  strength  to  make  itself  felt,  and  the  Repub- 
lican platform  in  this  State  contains  declarations  as  sweeping 
as  those  of  the  American  party  some  years  ago.  The  tide 
of  immigration  has  been  stemmed,  and  the  ebb  has  set  in. 
More  people  are  going  to  Europe  in  the  steerage  than  are 
coming  this  way,  and  a  rate-war  among  the  steamship  lines 
is  helping  the  good  work  along.  One  can  go  from  New 
York  to  Europe  now  for  ten  dollars,  and  have  blankets  and 
food  thrown  in.  The  rush  is  so  great  that  London  has  be- 
come alarmed,  and  fears,  in  the  words  of  one  of  the  news- 
papers, that  the  flow  of  immigrants  "  will  remain  stuck  in 
our  portion  of  the  drain-pipe." 

The  problem  of  foreign  immigration  is  in  a  fair  way  to  be 
settled  ;  the  problem  of  assimilating  the  foreign  element 
already  here  is  yet  unsolved,  and  will  not  solve  itself  until 
the  foreign  blood  has  been  diffused  through  two  or  three 
generations.  Until  that  time  the  franchise  is  not  likely  to 
be  extended  in  any  direction,  and  woman  must  remain  a 
victim  of  evils  for  whose  existence  she  is  not  responsible 
and  the  removal  of  which  she  must  passively  await. 


Now  that  the  strike  is  over,  and  the  war-drum  throbs  no 
longer,  we  see  by  the  daily  papers  that  Governor  M:irkham 
has  returned  from  Pasadena,  and  resumed  his   ■ 
commander-in-chief  of  the  military  forces  of 


THE 


ARGONAUT. 


August  6,  1894. 


PANCHA'S    PHOTOGRAPH. 

How  a  Marvel  of  Art  brought  Joy  out  of  Much  Tribulation. 

The  first  that  people  knew  of  Touchup,  the  photographer, 
was  at  the  Institute  Fair,  where  he  had  a  conspicuous  corner 
to  himself,  decorated  so  bewilderingly  with  the  latest,  the 
largest,  and  the  most  daringly  pastelesque  of  photographic 
creations  that  the  remunerative  contingent  above  referred  to 
paused,  stopped,  and  stared  incredulously  at  picturesque 
representations  of  utterly  unpicturesque  acquaintances.  A 
sharp  eye  might  detect  the  snub-nose,  the  jimber-jaw — but 
nowhere  a  mole,  a  blotch,  a  wrinkle,  a  hollow  cheek,  and  a 
too  prominent  molar  process.  All — all  were  suggestive  of 
youth,  and  grace,  and  dramatic  elegance  of  posture. 

Along  about  this  time  Pancha's  father  wrote  from  Chapi- 
toula. 

"  Anita,"  said  Pancha  that  evening,  gliding  lazily  into  the 
velvety  Spanish  she  was  positively  forbidden  to  utter,  "  papa 
says  I  must  send  them  some  pictures  of  myself." 

"  No  ? "  assented  Anita,  with  as  pronounced  an  expression 
of  surprise  as  her  Spanish  courtesy  would  allow  to  escape  ; 
"but  that  is  simple,  Panchita" — then  shaking  herself  back 
into  English — "  I  am  sure  you  will  wish  a  new  dress  ? 
No?" 

"5z,  si,  Anita  mia  /"  cried  the  girl,  softly  excited  ;  "hw 
si  of  what ;  you  will  come  with  me — we  will  purchase 
manana.     No  ?  " 

"  Manana  /  manana!"  Anita  laughingly  unclasped  the 
arms  thrown  about  her  shapely  neck.  "  And  when  are  you 
to  learn  English,  little  friend?  Is  that  to  be  manana,  also? 
Everything  is  manana  with  you  Mexicans — nothing  is  to- 
day. Would  you  have  el  padre  angry  when  you  return  to 
the  coffee-plantation,  after  a  whole  year  in  San  Francisco 
with  the  good  sisters,  speaking  no  better  English  than  this?" 
Pancha  hugged  her  friend  penitently. 

"  We  will  surely  go  to  Touchup's,"  continued  Anita,  soften- 
ing. 

"Why  does  he  want  my  picture?"  wailed  Pancha. 
Pancha  is  one  of  the  homely  senoritas  (or  was  ;  she  has 
since  attained  to  the  dignity  of  sehora)  of  whom  one  does 
not  read  in  stories.  From  babyhood  her  extreme  ugliness 
had  been  the  sorest  affliction  of  her  parents,  who  had  no 
other  children.  It  was  not  mere  lack  of  beauty  from  which 
she  suffered,  but  an  active  ugliness  which  one  could  neither 
forget  nor  ignore,  and  which  refused  to  be  passed  over  in 
the  face  of  the  hundreds  of  thousands  of  dollars  coming  to 
her  in  coffee-lands.  Poor  Pancha  !  She  knew  well  that  the 
handsome  Ernesto,  for  whom  she  had  been  intended  from 
babyhood,  looked  on  her  with  aversion.  This  had  much  to 
do  with  her  trip  to  San  Francisco  in  search  of  an  education. 
"  You  know,  Anita,"  she  coaxed,  "  I  am  to  always  look — 
well,  if  I  can" — humbly — "so  we  must  get  the  very  pretti- 
est dress  in  the  city.  Papa  says  you  told  him  I  am  looking 
so  nice,  when  you  write,  and  he  wishes  to  see  for  himself," 
she  sighed. 

"We  will  see,  Paquita,"  caressed  Anita,  tucking  up  the 
coarse  locks  that  stubbornly  refused  every  known  species  of 
hairpin.  "  We  will  have  a  dress  so  lovely  that  Ernesto  will 
swear  at  himself  for  having  gone  home  without  stopping  to 
call  upon  you." 

Pancha  cried  a  little  ;  this  was  a  sore  point.  "  He  has 
not  seen  me  for  two  entire  years,"  pouting  ;  "how  did  he 
know  I  no  improve?  He  is  too  proud  for  himself — no? 
Anita?" 

"  Ernesto  is  very  young,  and  he  met  so  many  American 
girls  they  spoiled  him,"  answered  Anita,  sagely.  "Wait 
until  you  are  both  again  in  Chapitoula  ;  be  sure,  it  will  come 
right." 

The  particular  new  dress  decided  upon  meant  a  week's 
practical  holiday  from  convent  routine  ;  an  era  of  intensest 
discomfort  to  Pancha's  friends,  of  recurring  paroxysms  of  J 
indecision  for  herself.  "  But  Ernesto  does  not  like  red,"  she 
would  insist,  petulantly  ;  "he  says  it  is  so  Mejicdno"  Again: 
"  It  must  be  long — so  long  as  can.  My  feet  will  show." 
Or :  "A  leetle  tighter,  meeses  ;  yes,  Anita,  see  !  it  is  all 
loose  ;  I  will  not  be  like  a — a — a  bag  !  "  This  followed  by 
a  burst  of  tears  and  triumph.  What  the  high-priced  modiste 
did  to  Pancha's  indifferentiated  figure  is  a  mystery  worthy  of 
investigation.  Pancha  suffered,  but  was  strong,  and  felt 
fully  repaid  when  Anita,  at  the  grand  final  trying-on,  clasped 
her  pretty  hands  rapturously  and  dissolved  into  a  mellifluous 
flood  of  Spanish  compliment. 

The  momentous  day  arrived.  Pancha's  heart  beat  tumultu- 
ously — within  certain  well-defined  limits,  for  the  stylish  cos- 
tume so  consolidated  and  compressed  the  various  organs  of 
nutrition  and  circulation  that  the  play  left  to  each  individual 
component  of  her  internal  economy  was  reduced  to  its 
minimum. 

"  It  is  our  habit  to  take  a  number  of  plates,"  said  the 
polite  attendant  at  Touchup's,  struck  hopeless  in  view  of  the 
unpromising  physiognomy  he  was  to  reproduce,  but  urged 
to  superhuman  efforts  by  the  elegance  of  Pancha's  attire. 
"  I  would  suggest  full  length  and  cabinet  size  ;  the  larger 
cards  would  a — would  a — that  is  to  say,  we  rarely  print  any- 
thing larger  for  quite  young  ladies."  He  beamed  benig- 
nantly  at  the  skillful  self-extrication. 

The  next  letter  from  Pancha's  father  was  gravely  ecstatic. 
"  My  beloved  little  daughter,"  he  wrote,  "we  felicitate  ourselves 
upon  your  unexampled  improvement.  Our  friends,  to  whom  we 
have  shown  your  picture,  are  impressed  with  admiration  and  sur- 
prise, not  only  at  the  great  beauty  of  your  dress  (for  which  I  please 
myself  extremely  to  send  the  inclosed  little  check),  but  also  at  your 
face  and  form,  in  which,  with  some  difficulty,  we  recognized' our 
Francesquila. 

"  Ernesto  was  with  us  last  evening  ;  he  takes  charge  of  his  father's 
plantation,  and  shows  much  ability.  He  desires  to  throw  himself  at 
the  feet  of  my  beautiful  daughter,  and  begs  a  thousand  times  that 
you  will  kindly  consider  the  pressure  of  business  affairs  which  pre- 
vented his  visiting  you  when  he  passed  through  San  Francisco  on  his 
way  home  from  the  fathers'.  He  also  hopes  that  you  will  be  pleased 
to  facilitate  your  return  to  Chapitoula.  1  have  instructed  the  sisters 
for  vonr  voyage  by  the  next  steamer. 

lis  i  the  kindness  to  salute  your  amiable  friends,  the  Senora 
Senorita  Santavo,  for  me,  and  to  offer  them  my  profoundest 
.  v.ledgments  for   their  unparalleled  attentions;   also  say    that 


they  are  to  consider  myself  and  my  fortune  entirely  at  their  service. 
"  Thy  useless  but  faithful  servant  and  father, 

"Carlos  Sanchez." 

"  Anita,  what  will  occur  ? "  cried  Pancha,  despairingly, 
when  she  read  the  letter.  "  How  can  I  go  home  and  let 
them  see  that  I  am  not  changed  ?  " 

Anita  had  the  knack  of  smoothing  away  everything  but 
facts  ;  over  even  the  stern  features  of  the  inevitable  she  fre- 
quently contrived  to  diffuse  a  softening  haze  of  probability. 
"  You  have  still  the  dress,"  she  argued.  "  Now  you  must 
learn  to  do  your  hair,  of  which  you  have  enough  for  any 
purpose.  We  will  send  immediately  for  Maria,  who  learned 
a  great  deal  in  her  time  at  the  hairdresser's. 

"But,  Ernesto  !"  moaned  Pancha,  "he  was  in  love  with 
Josefa  Rodriguez,  and  she  is  beautiful." 

"  But  also  poor,"  promptly.  "  Now  that  Ernesto  has 
taken  the  plantation,  he  will  see  the  desirability  of  joining  it 
to  your  father's — no?  Then,  consider;  he  has  practically 
proposed  for  you,  and  to  retreat  would  cost  him  your  father's 
friendship,  possibly  his  own  life.  We  have  all  heard  of  the 
courage  and  pride  of  Senor  Sanchez." 

So  Pancha  was  consoled.  Until  the  steamer  sailed,  she  filled 
in  her  time  with  the  hair-dresser's  assistant  and  various  exper- 
iments in  face-lotions.  At  last  steamer-day  arrived,  and  she 
went  aboard,  after  an  affectionate  farewell  to  Anita  and  a 
credulous  little  cry  over  the  florid  letter  just  received  from 
Ernesto. 

Meanwhile,  Ernesto  had  both  hands  full,  or — to  preserve 
the  metaphor — both  shoulders  occupied  in  the  difficult  at- 
tempt to  carry  a  brimming  pail  on  each.  In  the  right-hand 
receptacle  were  Pancha's  inheritance,  Pancha's  father,  and 
Pancha — last,  but  also  least.  Either  of  the  first  two  was, 
perhaps,  weighty  enough  to  maintain  the  equilibrium  by 
itself,  had  it  not  been  in  danger  of  nullification  by  the  third. 
Ernesto  was  a  Mexican  compound  of  passion,  sensuous 
adoration  of  physical  beauty,  uncontrollable  jealousy,  and 
universal  Mexican  greed  for  gain. 

From  the  left-hand  pail  peeped  the  warm,  dark  eyes  of 
Josefa.  They  would  have  to  go  over  the  brim  very  shortly. 
When  the  plantation  passed  into  Ernesto's  hands,  the  ac- 
cumulating instinct  began  to  arouse.  Day  after  day  he  rode 
by  the  broad  lands  of  his  neighbor  ;  with  ever)'  ride  the 
thirst  for  possession  waxed  stronger.  While  with  Josefa,  it 
was  deadened  by  the  soft  narcotism  of  her  arms,  to  awaken 
later  the  stronger  for  its  half-voluntary  repose. 

So  the  balance  had  swung  vacillating  until  the  fateful  pho- 
tograph of  Pancha  arrived  and  was  submitted  for  his  inspec- 
tion. Impossible  !  He  looked  more  closely.  Surely  that 
was  Pancha.  Her  stubby  nose  was  unnoticed  against  the 
chastened  oval  of  what  he  remembered  to  be  an  undeniably 
flat  cheek  ;  her  small  eyes  softened  by  a  delicate  arrange- 
ment of  light  and  shading  around  their  heavy  lashes  ;  her 
bunchy  waist  grown  slim  ;  her  stooping  shoulders  rising 
firmly  from  an  erstwhile  hollow  chest,  now  filled  in  with  a 
wavy  mass  of  indeterminate  silk  and  daintily  embroidered 
chiffon. 

Ernesto  studied  the  picture  for  several  consecutive  even- 
ings and  finally  took  his  resolve.  No  such  gown  had  ever 
appeared  at  Chapitoula. 

"  Then  see,  my  son,"  his  mother  exclaimed  (she  was 
fat,  and  brown,  and  wrinkled,  who  had  once  been 
the  belle  of  Mexican  ball  -  rooms  and  the  reigning 
beauty  of  all  the  bull -fights  for  a  day's  journey  in 
every  direction),  "  we  are  alike  after  thirty.  Would  you 
give  the  richest  plantation  in  the  State  for  ten  years  of 
prettiness  ?  Your  father  fought  five  duels  for  my  hand. 
Would  you'do  as  much  for  Josefa?  And  who  now  believes 
I  was  married  for  beauty?  Black  eyes  and  scarlet  lips 
are  plentiful,  but  you  will  not  come  across  another  plan- 
tation to  be  had  for  the  asking." 

The  madre  was  right,  and  Ernesto  profited  to  the  extent 
of  staying  away  for  a  week  from  the  one-storied  adobe  of 
the  widow  Rodriguez  and  dismounting  instead  at  the  Casa 
S&nchez,  where  he  talked  polite  platitudes  to  Senor  Carlos 
and  gazed  at  the  pensive  features  of  Panchita  (in  reproduc- 
tion). During  one  of  these  visits  of  prudence  and  (com- 
mercial) inclination,  he  uttered  the  significant  phrases  quoted 
in  the  letter  of  recall,  which  were  the  immediate  cause  of 
the  promulgation  of  that  edict. 

Worldly  interest  being  appeased  by  these  concessions, 
passion  put  forth  her  claims  and  temporarily  resumed  sway 
that  very  night,  resulting  in  a  melting  serenade  beneath  the 
old  love's  window. 

"'Aresto  mio"  Josefa  whispered  the  next  day,  when  the 
rigorous  but  worldly-wise  duenna  gave  them  a  few  moments 
to  themselves,  "  why  hast  thou  stayed  so  long  from  me  ? " 

Of  course  he  could  not  say  he  was  persuading  himself  to 
marry  Pancha  ;  but  she  was  shrewd  enough  to  connect  the 
fact  of  his  sudden  recalcitrancy  with  that  of  his  assiduous 
visits  to  the  Sdnchez  plantation.  In  the  velvety  sheath  of 
her  eyes  a  close  observer  might  have  detected  glittering 
points  as  of  sharply  retracted  claws.  Ernesto  was  not  a 
close  observer.  He  had  but  a  few  more  weeks  to  enjoy, 
and  he  gazed  down  into  those  slumbrous  depths  with  an 
abandon  of  reckless  ardor. 

So  fled  the  weeks,  the  days,  and  lastly  the  hours  preceding 
Pancha's  return. 

Her  father  went  to  meet  the  vessel ;  Pancha  heard  his 
voice  and  shook.  When  the  last  conceivable  moment  of  de- 
lay had  flitted  by,  she  appeared  before  Senor  Sanchez 
trembling  in  every  limb — not  crying,  for  she  was  too  badly 
frightened  to  fall  back  upon  her  customary  resource. 

Senor  Sanchez  gave  a  glance  of  dignified  expectation, 
followed  by  mortification  and  polite  displeasure.  He  kissed 
her  formally,  addressed  to  the  captain  an  abundance  of 
effusive  compliments,  which  did  not  in  the  least  detract  from 
the  patency  of  the  wealthy  sugar  -  planter's  exorbitant 
standard  of  self-valuation,  and  bore  Pancha  from  the 
ship. 

Her  mother  was  less  restrained.  "  Holy  mother  of  God  ! 
Pancha,  what  hast  thou  done  to  thyself  on  thy  way  home?" 
she  screamed  as  soon  as  they  met. 

This  being  an  appropriate  juncture,  Pancha's  tears  flowed 


promptly  and  she  hurried  into  her  room,  followed  by  the 
anxious  and  enraged  parent. 

"  Here  we  have  invited  a  party  for  to-night,  and  our 
neighbors  talk  of  nothing  but  Pancha's  beauty  and  how 
thou  hast  changed  in  San  Francisco.  The  envious  cats  ! 
They  will  come  to  admire  and  stay  to  pick  thee  to  pieces. 
Santa  Maria  !    They  will  have  little  trouble  doing  that !" 

"  It  was  not  my  fault,"  sobbed  Pancha  ;  "  they  said  the 
picture  was  very  like  me.  I  can  not  see  why  it  is  not  mine 
when  I  sat  for  it." 

She  turned  her  swollen  and  tear-stained  face  to  Senora 
Sanchez,  who  idolized  the  child,  ugly  or  not,  and  now  real- 
ized with  horror  that  her  angry  reception  had  aggravated  the 
eviL  Pancha's  eyes  were  bloodshot,  the  eyelids  swollen, 
and  the  knot  on  the  tip  of  her  stumpy  nose  had  assumed 
double  its  customary  proportions. 

"Calm  thyself,  little  one."  Senora  Sanchez  hastened  to 
impress  a  kiss  upon  the  woe-begone  countenance.  "  Thou 
canst  not  be  seen  to-night  in  such  a  state.  Go  to  bed,  and  I 
will  send  for  a  good  cup  of  chocolate  with  a  tortilla.  To- 
night it  will  go  better. 

"If  I  had  but  known,"  sighed  the  senora,  moving  her 
head  emphatically  from  side  to  side,  as  she  slipped  into 
the  room  a  little  later  to  inspect  the  slumbers  of  her  ugly 
duckling,  who  refused  to  transform  into  a  swan,  but  lay  with 
her  mouth  slightly  open,  emitting  decidedly  guttural  intona- 
tions therefrom,  "  I  should  not  have  invited  the  Rodriguez  ; 
she  will  come  in  her  best  to  outshine  poor  Panchita.  It  is 
well  to  be  beautiful,  but  better,  the  saints  be  praised,  to  be 
rich  ;  Ernesto  has  said  too  much  to  go  back  now." 

At  six  Pancha  awoke  refreshed.  With  the  assistance  of 
her  mother  and  a  certain  dependent  cousin — Juanita — the  im- 
portant business  of  the  toilet  was  soon  under  way.  First 
she  laid  out  her  dressing-case,  filled  with  combs,  brushes, 
hair-pins  of  different  shapes  and  materials,  curling-tongs 
and  crimping-irons,  besides  divers  elaborate  high-backed 
combs  and  fierce-looking,  dagger-like  ornaments  of  gold, 
silver,  and  amber.  Next  followed  the  celluloid-handled 
manicure  instruments  and  a  box  containing  pink  and  white 
powder.  Then  a  case  of  perfumes,  with  which  she  plentifully 
besprinkled  her  chubby  person  from  head  to  foot,  thereby  im- 
pressing her  mother  and  cousin  with  respectful  awe,  mingled, 
in  the  senora's  case,  with  a  scringe  of  her  economical  con- 
science. Pancha  sighed  regretfully  over  her  frugal  evening 
repast.  Savory  odors  of  frijolesy  cooked  with  a  seasoning 
of  onions  and  chili  Colorado  reached  her  nostrils  from  the 
kitchen  near  at  hand  ;  Juanita  spoke  of  rice  and  garlic,  for 
which  Pancha  confessed  an  especial  weakness,  but  the  dress 
was  inexorable,  it  would  require  the  combined  skill  and  mus- 
cular exertions  of  the  three  to  close  it  properly  under  the 
most  favorable  circumstances  ;  after  a  sufficiency  of  rice  and 
f?-ijoles — never.  Appetite  rebelled  at  the  very  last  and  won 
a  momentary  victory ;  she  set  aside  her  coffee-cup,  on  the 
point  of  recanting  her  refusal  of  a  more  substantial  supper, 
when  she  thought  of  Ernesto,  and  faltered  ;  of  JoseTa,  and 
became  firm  :  plenty  of  time  for  rice  and  frijoles  after 
Ernesto  should  have  become  her  own.  The  frowzy  hair 
was  finally  settled  into  a  startling  coiffure  of  crimps,  curls, 
and  braids,  surmounted  by  an  elaborately  twisted,  gold- 
backed  comb.  Pink  and  white  powder  were  satisfactorily 
distributed,  and  the  much-talked-of  dress  forcibly  hooked 
into  place  just  as  the  first  carriage-load  of  guests  rolled  up 
to  the  door. 

First  to  come  were  Senora  Gomez,  Senorita  Gomez, 
Senorita  Isabella  Gomez,  and  Senorita  Antonia. 

"  My  dear  Panchita,"  cried  the  old  woman,  seizing  both 
hands  and  scanning  Pancha's  countenance  apprehensively 
for  a  spot  upon  which  to  bestow  safely  the  kiss  exacted  by 
ceremony,  "  how  utterly  charming  you  look !  Were  the 
young  men  in  California  mad  to  let  you  escape  ? "  But 
Senorita  Isabella  pinched  Senorita  Antonia's  arm  until  it 
was  blue,  and  neither  one  was  aware  of  it,  so  excited  were 
they  to  find  their  fears  of  Pancha's  beauty  groundless.  Not 
being  such  veterans  as  their  mother,  they  got  away  as  quickly 
as  possible. 

Josefa  entered,  dark  with  jealousy,  her  eyes  cast  de- 
corously upon  the  floor.  Raising  them  sullenly,  she  caught 
the  gleam  of  silk  and  flutter  of  chiffon  and  looked  down 
again,  viciously  biting  her  full,  red  lips.  Waiting  for  her 
mother  to  finish  gushing,  she  at  last  looked  reluctantly  into 
Pancha's  face,  and  —  gushed  also,  with  a  heartiness  that 
startled  her  hostess. 

"We  have  missed  you  so  much,  Panchita,"  she  mur- 
mured, gazing  rapturously  upon  her  young  rival  and  station- 
ing herself  by  Pancha's  side  while  watching  the  door  with 
suppressed  eagerness.  "  They  tell  me  you  have  learned  all 
there  is  to  know  in  the  convent,  and  speak  as  though  you 
were  born  in  the  States  ?  " 

Ernesto  entered.  Josefa  drew  closer,  glanced  at  him 
with  derisive  challenge,  and  inclined  her  graceful  head  so 
that  her  beautiful,  excited  face  glowed  fairly  side  by  side 
with  the  doughy  countenance  of  Pancha.  She  glided  away 
and  witnessed  his  greeting  from  across  the  room. 

Ernesto  gazed  in  blank  astonishment  at  the  too,  too 
familiar  features.  Pancha  blushed  a  dull  red  that  brought 
the  water  to  her  eyes. 

"  Senorita,  I  kiss  your  hand,"  said  Ernesto,  gallantly, 
strengthened  by  a  salutary  glimpse  of  the  gorgeous  back- 
comb and  the  variegated  collection  of  jewels  upon  Pancha's 
chubby  fingers.  He  was  equal  to  no  more,  and  retired, 
leaving  the  girl  pouting,  to  the  great  detriment  of  her  elabo- 
rately gotten  up  countenance. 

"'Nesto!"  softly  called  Antonia;  he  turned  scowlingly. 
"  I  wish  to  extend  my  congratulations.  We  poor  Chap- 
itoula girls  can  not  feel  safe  until  you  are  really  married  to 
Panchita  ;  we  are  outshone.  No?  "  glancing  at  her  particu- 
lar adorer,  who  looked  back  unutterable  things,  as  is  the 
way  with  Mexicans.  "  Nobody  looks  at  us  while  Pancha 
is  near,  with  her  San  Francisco  beauty  and  style  and 
tremendous  education.  We  shall  make  you  a  grand  present 
when  the  wedding  comes  off." 

He  bowed  haughtily,  and  turned  to  find  himself  almost  in 
the  arms    of    Senor  Sanchez,   who  was    ostensibly  leading 


August  6,  1894. 


THE        A  RG  ON  AUT. 


5 


Pancha  to  a  window.  "  Good-evening,  senor,"  he  mum- 
bled. 

"  Good-evening,  Ernesto,"  answered  the  host  ;  "  we  were 
in  search  of  air  ;  but  as  you  have  many  things  to  say  to  my 
daughter,  I  will  leave  her  in  your  charge." 

"  You  do  me  great  honor,"  Ernesto  replied,  and  raised  his 
eyes  to  catch  a  sardonically  furious  gleam  from  Josefa.  The 
claws  protruded  wamingly  at  last.  He  shuddered.  There 
was  bound  to  be  a  fight  with  Josefa,  even  should  he  abandon 
Pancha,  and,  beside,  a  serious  one  with  Senor  Sanchez, 
whose  tone  implied  a  warning.     They  stepped  outside. 

"  Panchita,"  he  commenced,  slipping  his  arm  around  the 
unyielding  silken  pillar  of  her  factitious  waist.  The  body 
might  be  unbending,  but  the  soul  was  very  pliable :  she 
trembled,  and  the  frizzy  head  showed  signs  of  reposing  itself 
against  his  shoulder.  He  hastily  moved  to  the  edge  of  the 
piazza,  and  they  stepped  down  on  the  ground,  standing  in 
the  shade  of  a  great  water  jar  poised  upon  a  shelf  at  the 
level  of  their  shoulders.  Then  he  drew  her  closer.  "  Dost 
thou  love  me  ?  "  he  whispered. 

"  Oh,  'Nesto  ! "  she  gasped,  hardly  daring  to  believe  her 
ears. 

"  Dearest  one  !  "  he  went  on,  after  a  tender  pause.  Fort- 
unately he  would  not  need  many  fine  phrases.  "Shall  we 
tell  them  this  is  our  betrothal  night  ?  " 

,  He  saw  the  prosaic  face  of  his  lady-love  raised  to  receive 
his  first  kiss  in  the  light  of  the  placid  moon.  He  did  not  see 
the  tall,  supple  figure  on  the  other  side  of  the  jar  ;  but  he 
felt  the  sudden  blow  of  a  torrent  of  water  that  deluged  his 
fiancee  and  himself  from  head  to  foot ;  was  dismally  con- 
scious of  a  hiss  and  a  rain  of  stinging  slaps  descending  al- 
ternately, now  on  this  ear,  now  on  that,  with  automatic 
rapidity. 

Recovering  himself  from  the  confusion  of  this  thunder- 
storm from  a  clear  sky,  Ernesto  dashed  the  heavy  drops 
from  his  eyelashes  in  time  to  see  the  lithe  form  of  his  pre- 
vious sweetheart  vanishing  into  the  lighted  room.  I  fear  he 
cursed  her  loud  and  deep. 

Pancha  stood  a  gleaming  wreck — every  curl  and  crimp 
flattened  uncompromisingly  out ;  her  bangs  trailed  hopelessly 
into  her  bewildered  eyes  ;  long  lines  of  pink  and  white 
drained  down  upon  a  mass  of  crumpled  silk  and  water- 
sodden  chiffon,  while  the  golden  comb  loomed  sternly  up 
like  a  monument  of  departed  glory  aboye  the  sepulchre  of 
human  vanities,  upon  which  not  so  much  as  the  whitewash 
coat  remained  to  tell  of  its  former  hollow  grandeur. 

Sarah  Hughes  Graves. 

San  Francisco,  July,  1894. 


RECENT    VERSE. 

Andromeda. 
The  smooth-worn  coin  and  threadbare  classic  phrase 

Of  Grecian  myths  that  did  beguile  my  youth, 
Beguile  me  not  as  in  the  olden  days  : 

I  think  more  grief  and  beauty  dwells  with  truth. 
Andromeda,  in  fetters  by  the  sea, 

Star-pale  with  anguish  till  young  Perseus  came, 
Less  moves  me  with  her  suffering  than  she. 

The  slim  girl  figure  fettered  to  dark  shame 
That  nightly  haunts  the  park,  there,  like  a  shade, 

Trailing  her  wretchedness  from  street  to  street. 
See  where  she  passes — neither  wife  nor  maid. 

How  all  mere  fiction  crumbles  at  her  feet  ! 
Here  is  woe's  self,  and  not  the  mask  of  woe  : 

A  legend's  shadow  shall  not  move  you  so  ! 

—  Thomas  Bailey  Aldrich  in  Pall  Mall  Magazine. 


Carnot. 

Death,  winged  with  fire  of  hate  from  deathless  hell 
Wherein  the  souls  of  anarchs  hiss  and  die, 
With  stroke  as  dire  has  cloven  a  heart  as  high 

As  twice  beyond  the  wide  sea's  westward  swell 

The  living  lust  of  death  had  power  to  quell 

Through  ministry  of  murderous  hands  whereby 
Dark  fate  bade  Lincoln's  head  and  Garfield's  he 

Low  even  as  his  who  bids  his  France  farewell. 

France,  now  no  heart  that  would  not  weep  with  thee 
Loved  ever  faith  or  freedom.     From  thy  hand 
The  staff  of  State  is  broken  :  hope,  unmanned 

With  anguish,  doubts  if  freedom's  self  be  free. 

The  snake-souled  anarch's  fang  strikes  all  the  land 

Cold,  and  all  hearts  unsundered  by  the  sea. 

— A.  C.  Swinburne  in  the  Nineteenth  Century. 


On  the  question  whether  the  late  Sir  James  Mackenzie,  of 
Glenmuick,  was  a  domiciled  Scotsman  depends  the  disposal 
of  a  sum  of  about  one  million  five  hundred  thousand  dollars. 
If  he  was  Scotch,  the  money  is  to  accumulate  until  an  heir 
of  his  entailed  estate  attains  the  age  of  twenty-four,  the 
property  being  settled  upon  his  grandson,  a  boy  of  fourteen. 
If  the  domicile  was  English,  the  amount  will  be  divided 
among  his  next  of  kin,  in  the  same  manner  as  if  he  had  died 
intestate. 


An  Italian  photographer  has  taken  a  portrait  of  Queen 
Victoria,  which  has  recalled  a  story  of  Mr.  Downey  when 
he  first  secured  the  queen  as  a  sitter.  "  What  did  you  say  ?  " 
and  "  What  did  she  say  ?  "  asked  friends.  "  Well,"  said  Mr. 
Downey,  "  I  took  her  majesty  just  as  I  wad  anny  ither 
pairson  ;  and,  when  I'd  settled  her,  I  said  :  *  Wad  it  please 
her  majesty  tae  put  on  a  more  favorable  countenance  ?  ' 
And  she  said  :   '  Sairtanly,  Mr.  Dooney.' " 


Why  Mme.  Patti  selected  the  neighborhood  of  Craig-y- 
Nos  for  her  residence  is  explained,  perhaps,  by  the  fact,  re- 
cently stated,  that  the  natives  are  renowned  for  living  to  an 
extreme  old  age.  Seven  persons  residing  in  cottages  near 
to  the  residence  of  the  diva  have  reached  a  century.  One  of 
them  claims  to  be  one  hundred  and  ten  years  old,  and  attests 
it  by  documentary  proof. 


Mr.  Murray,  the  head  of  the  famous  London  publishing- 
house,  holds  that  novels  should  not  be  admitted  to  public 
libraries  until,  by  having  lived  five  years,  they  have  proved 
their  permanent  value. 


AN    IMPRESSIVE    CEREMONY. 

The   Installation   of  the    New  Lord  Chief-Justice  of  England — His 

Career  as  Sir  Charles  Russell— Interesting  Details 

about  English  Law  and  Lawyers. 

The  most  notable  event  of  the  past  week  has,  without 
doubt,  been  the  installation  into  office  of  the  new  Lord  Chief- 
Justice  of  England.  Only  twice  before  during  very  nearly 
the  last  half-century  has  a  sunilar  ceremony  been  witnessed 
in  London.  About  five-and-thirty  years  ago  or  more,  Sir 
Edward  Cockburn  was  inducted  into  the  office,  and,  in  1SS0, 
Lord  Coleridge  was  promoted  from  Lord  Chief-Justice  of 
the  Common  Pleas  to  succeed  Lord  Chief-Justice  Cockburn, 
who,  up  to  1875,  when,  the  whole  plan  and  system  of  the 
English  law  courts  was  remodeled  and  reconstructed  by  the 
Judicature  Act,  was  known  as  Lord  Chief-Justice  of  the 
Queen's  Bench.  By  this  latter  title  all  his  illustrious  prede- 
cessors, from  Gascoigne  and  Popham  to  Denman  and 
Campbell,  were  known.  Loughborough,  Ellenborough, 
Tenterden,  Kenyon,  Mansfield,  and  all  the  other  "lord 
chiefs,"  whose  names  and  decisions  are  as  familiar  to  Ameri- 
can lawyers  as  to  English,  were  Chief-Justices  of  the  Queen's 
Bench.  But  by  the  Judicature  Act  the  title  was  made  into 
Lord  Chief-Justice  of  England. 

Lord  Coleridge  was  the  first  to  bear  this  title,  and  the  new 
man — Lord  Russell — is  the  second.  With  very  rare  excep- 
tions, the  chief-justice  is  elevated  to  the  peerage.  The  only 
exception  I  can  think  of  just  now  was  Sir  Edward  Cock- 
burn, who  always  remained  a  baronet  only.  I  do  not  know 
why  this  was,  for  a  baronet  is  much  below  a  baron  in  dig- 
nity. It  was  not  like  the  case  of  Mr.  Justice  Denman. 
Unlike  all  the  other  judges,  who  are  always  knighted  upon 
being  raised  from  the  bar  to  the  bench,  he  could  not  accept 
a  knighthood  without  practically  degrading  himself.  Being 
a  son  of  Lord  Denman,  he  was  an  "  honorable "  by  birth, 
and  an  honorable  far  outranks  a  knight.  So  that  he  was  the 
only  judge  of  the  high  court  of  justice  who  was  not  a  "sir." 
He  was  always  called  the  "  Hon.  George  Denman,"  while 
his  brother  justices  were  styled  Sir  This  and  Sir  That.  Sir 
Charles  Russell,  who  has  just  become  the  Lord  Chief- 
Justice  of  England,  was  first  raised  to  the  peerage  as  Lord 
Russell,  of  Killowen.  It  was  necessary  to  attach  this  fur- 
ther designation  of  place  to  his  title  so  as  to  avoid  confusion 
on  account  of  there  being  already  a  Lord  Russell  in  exist- 
ence. It  is  true  that  the  latter  is  an  earl  and  Lord  Russell, 
of  Killowen,  only  a  baron.  But  in  England,  marquises, 
earls,  and  barons  are  called  indiscriminately  "lords,"  as,  for 
example,  Lord  Salisbury  (who  is  a  marquis)  and  Lord  Rose- 
bery  (who  is  an  earl).  So  that  Earl  Russell  is  commonly 
called  Lord  Russell.  He  is  not  exactly  the  sort  of  man 
for  any  one  to  wish  to  be  confounded  with  ;  certainly  not  for 
a  man  such  as  Sir  Charles  Russell.  Curiously  enough,  Sir 
Charles  was  leading  counsel  for  the  earl  in  his  divorce  case. 

Sir  Charles  Russell,  by  which  name  his  brilliant  career  at 
the  English  bar  was  gained,  has  for  years  been  the  leading 
advocate  at  the  bar.  There  was  hardly  a  case  of  note  that 
he  was  not  in.  All  the  causes  celebres  of  the  past  ten  years 
have  had  him  on  one  side  or  the  other.  He  was  the  leading 
counsel  for  Parnell  before  the  Times  Commission,  and  it  was 
his  masterly  cross-examination  of  Pigott  that  showed  up  the 
forger)7  of  the  letters  and  drove  the  wretched  tool  to  suicide. 
He  defended  Mrs.  Maybrick,  he  was  for  Mrs.  Osborne,  and 
he  represented  Lady  Colin  Campbell  when  Lord  Colin  un- 
successfully sought  divorce  by  alleged  misconduct  with  some 
five  co-respondents,  including  the  late  Duke  of  Marlborough, 
Captain  Shaw,  the  famous  London  fire-brigade  chief,  and 
Colonel  Butler,  the  husband  of  Elizabeth  Thompson,  the 
celebrated  battle-scene  artist.  He  was,  also,  for  the  Wilsons, 
of  Tranby-Croft,  in  the  baccarat  case,  which,  curiously 
enough,  was  tried  before  his  late  predecessor,  Lord  Cole- 
ridge. Last,  but  not  least,  he,  with  Sir  Richard  Webster, 
"  led  "  as  counsel  for  Great  Britain  before  the  Seal  Fishery 
Commission  at  Paris  last  year.  An  eloquent  speaker,  a  pro- 
found lawyer,  and  a  skilled  examiner  of  witnesses — his  forte 
being  cross-examination — he  combined  in  excellence  three 
qualities  of  which  his  brother  queen's  counsel  were  glad 
enough  to  possess  one  in  moderation.  He  was  Gladstone's 
attorney-general  in  his  administration  which  preceded  the 
present  Liberal  government,  and  had  he  not  been  a  Roman 
Catholic  would  no  doubt  have  been  made  lord  chancellor  in 
preference  to  Lord  Herschell  when  Gladstone  took  office 
after  the  last  general  election. 

It  was  a  bit  of  luck  for  Herschell  to  get  it  when  he  did. 
When  Gladstone's  first  home-rule  exploit  broke  up  the 
Liberal  party,  Sir  Henry  James  was  attorney-general.  He 
would  have  been  lord  chancellor  had  he  stood  by  Gladstone. 
But  he  preferred  to  join  Chamberlain,  Lord  Selborne,  the 
Duke  of  Argyll,  and  other  prominent  Liberals,  and  this 
gave  the  woolsack  to  the  solicitor-general,  who  was  Sir 
Farrer  Herschell.  .Had  it  not  been  for  this  the  chances  are 
Sir  Farrer  would  be  Sir  Farrer  still.  It's  an  ill  wind,  etc. 
And  now  the  lord  chief-justiceship  goes  to  another  Glad- 
stonian,  and  with  it  a  peerage,  while  Sir  Henry  James  goes 
on  practicing  at  the  bar,  and  remains  the  plain  and  simple 
knight  he  was  made  when  Gladstone  made  him  his  attorney- 
general  years  ago. 

But  a  few  words  about  the  ceremony  of  swearing  in  the 
new  "  lord  chief."  Long  before  the  hour  named — ten 
o'clock — on  Wednesday  morning,  the  entrances  to  the  lord 
chief-justice's  court  in  the  Royal  Courts  of  Justice  were  sur- 
rounded by  crowds  of  eager  "juniors  "  waiting  a  chance  to 
get  in.  Attired  in  their  wigs  and  gowns,  and  having  a  right 
of  being  heard  at  the  bar.  of  the  court,  even  they  were  not 
allowed  admittance  by  the  doorkeepers.  Only  queen's  coun- 
sel were  let  in,  and  thus  emphasized  the  superiority  of  "  silk  " 
over  "  stuff."  Queen's  counsel  wear  silk  gowns,  be  it  known, 
and  juniors,  gowns  made  of  a  cotton  mixture  known  in  Eng- 
land as  "stuff."  Therefore,  when  a  "junior" — which  every 
English  barrister  below  a  queen's  counsel  is  called — is  made 
a  Q.  C,  he  is  commonly  said  to  "take  silk,"  "get  his  silk," 
etc 


Well,  "  silk  "  after  "  silk  "  made  their  appearance,  swing- 
ing along  the  draughty  corridors  of  the  law  courts,  and,  not 
deigning  to  notice  the  surging  crowd  of  juniors,  marched 
grandly  in  through  the  doorways,  their  square  silk  collars 
looking  like  placards  on  their  backs  as  they  disappeared 
within.  Among  them  were  many  well-known  men.  Mr. 
Inderwick,  for  example,  whose  name  is  seldom,  if  ever,  out 
of  the  counsel  on  one  side  or  the  other  in  every  prominent 
divorce  case.  However,  with  the  exception  of  Sir  Edward 
Clarke  (Lord  Salisbury's  last  solicitor-general,  and  the  man 
who  represented  Sir  William  Gordon  Cumming  in  the 
famous  baccarat  case),  I  did  not  notice  a  single  prominent 
Conservative  Q.  C.  Yet  Sir  Richard  Webster  was  with  Sir 
Charles  Russell  at  the  Paris  Arbitration  Commission  ;  Sir 
Henry  James,  too.  But  there  were  plenty  of  Gladstonian 
Q.  C.'s  present,  the  most  noticeable  being  the  present 
Lord  Coleridge,  who,  as  the  Hon.  Bernard  Coleridge, 
Q.  C,  M.  P.,  has  done  good  service  to  the  Gladstone  party 
for  years.  And,  by  the  bye,  he  is  to  continue  his  practice 
at  the  bar,  his  being  the  first  instance  on  record  of  a  peer 
practicing  as  a  barrister.  The  fact  is,  the  late  Lord  Cole- 
ridge did  not  leave  his  eldest  son  as  much  as  peers'  eldest 
sons  usually  expect.  He  left  the  bulk  of  his  property  to  his 
widow.  With  Lord  Coleridge  stood  Mr.  Lockwood,  Q.  C, 
now  that  Sir  Charles  Russell  is  gone,  the  most  brilliant 
advocate  at  the  bar.  A  fine,  solid,  strong-looking  man, 
both  physically  and  mentally,  is  Lockwood,  and  I  remember 
once  hearing  a  San  Francisco  gentleman  say  that  he  re- 
minded him  of  Mr.  Hall  McAllister.  The  most  prominent 
figure  at  the  solicitors'  table  was  Sir  George  Lewis,  who  has 
been  in  more  celebrated  cases  than  all  the  other  London 
solicitors  put  together,  and  is  said  to  have  enough  family 
secrets  and  "skeletons"  in  his  keeping  to  furnish  Miss 
Braddon,  and  Conan  Doyle,  and  Mrs.  Hungerford,  and  Hall 
Caine  with  the  plots  of  a  dozen  novels  each.  A  little,  in- 
significant, Jewish-looking  man  is  Sir  George — thin,  sharp- 
featured,  piercing-eyed,  with  gray  whiskers  and  mustache 
and  a  single  eye-glass,  stuck  in  his  eye  like  any  Pall  Mall 
I  fop.  In  the  front  row  of  the  ladies'  gallery  sat  Lady 
I  Russell,  dressed  in  black  silk  —  "an  old  gown  of  Sir 
I  Charles',"  I  heard  a  frivolous  junior,  with  a  budding  mus- 
!  tache,  remark  to  another  of  his  fraternity. 

As  the  clocks  chimed  half-past  ten,  in  walked  Lord  Rose- 
|  bery,  looking  as  fresh  and  blooming  as  a  newly-blown  butter- 
1  cup.     He  smiled  complacently  at  the  crowd  as  he  took  his 
;  seat  on  the  bench  immediately  to  the  right  of  that  placed  for 
1  the  lord  chief-justice.     He  well  might    smile.     An  English 
,  prime  minister  at  forty-seven,  the  very  lord  chief  in   whose 
honor  this  ceremony  was  being  conducted  was  of  his   own 
creation.     Immediately,  as  though  by  common  consent,  the 
assemblage  rose  to  their  feet,  and  the  new  lord  chief-justice, 
arrayed  in  scarlet  and  ermine  and  a  full-bottomed   wig  and 
the  well-known  chain  of  office  round  his   shoulders,  entered 
and  took  his  place  standing  on  the  bench.     Behind  him  came 
a  procession  of  all  the  judges  of  the  high  court  who  are  in 
town  off  circuit,  making,  what  with  lords  of  appeal  in  plain 
black  robes,  lords  justices,  master  of  the  rolls,  and  justices 
of  the  different  divisions — all  of  whom  wore  their  full  scar- 
let and  ermine  robes — upward  of  twenty  judges.     The  lords 
of   appeal   went  to  the  right,   the  other  judges  arranging 
themselves  on  the  right  of  the  lord  chief-justice.     There  was 
considerable  bowing  from  everybody  to  each  other,  and  then 
the  queen's  coroner  read  out  the  ordinary  oath  of  allegiance, 
as  follows  : 

"I,  Charles,  Baron  Russell,  of  Killowen,  do  swear  that  I  will  be 
faithful  and  bear  allegiance  to  Her  Majesty  Queen  Victoria,  her  heirs 
and  successors  according  to  law.     So  help,"  etc. 

Lord  Russell,  in  clear  tones,  but  with  a  slight  tremor  of 
nervousness  in  voice  and  hand,  oddly  out  of  place  in  a  man 
accustomed  to  sway  judges  and  juries  ever)'  day  of  his  life, 
repeated  the  words  after  the  coroner  and  kissed  the  Testa- 
ment. But  this  was  not  all.  There  was  yet  another  oath 
before  he  could  legally  perform  the  functions  of  his  great 
office.  This  was  the  British  judicial  oath,  and  as  it  may  be 
of  interest  to  Americans  to  know  what  the  highest  common 
law  judge  in  England  is  compelled  to  promise  on  accepting 
office,  I  here  give  it.     In  the  present  instance  it  was  : 

"I,  Charles,  Baron  Russell  of  Killowen,  do  swear  that  I  will  well 
and  truly  serve  our  Sovereign  Lady,  Queen  Victoria,  in  the  post  of 
Lord  Chief-Justice  of  England,  and  I  will  do  right  to  all  manner  of 
people  after  the  laws  and  usages  of  this  realm,  without  fear  or  favor, 
affection  or  ill-will.     So  help,"  etc. 

As  soon  as  this  oath  was  taken  in  like  manner  to  the  other, 
Lord  Russell  signed  the  two  parchment  rolls  upon  which  the 
oaths  were  inscribed.  Thereupon  the  attorney-general,  Sir 
John  Rigby,  sprang  up,  said  "  I  beg  to  move  that  the  oaths 
now  taken  be  recorded,"  and  at  once  sat  down  again. 

Lord  Russell  replied,  in  a  low  voice  :  "  Be  it  so,"  and  im- 
mediately left  the  court,  followed  by  the  prime  minister  and 
the  other  judges. 

At  eleven  o'clock  Lord  Russell,  having  doffed  his  formal 
scarlet  and  ermine  robe  for  the  purple  gown,  with  a  scarlet 
sash,  which  constitutes  his  usual  official  dress,  reentered  the 
court  and  began  the  trial  of  cases  on  the  calendar,  Mr. 
Bingham,  Q.  C,  immediately  rising  to  open  a  case. 

London,  July  14,  1894.  Cockaigne. 


Conversation,  like  other  possessions  of  the  human  mind, 
can  be  improved,  but  it  can  not  be  imparted.  The  best  ad- 
vice that  can  be  given  upon  the  subject  is  of  a  negative 
kind  :  never  argue  for  the  sake  of  arguing  ;  never  try  to  cap 
a  good  story  with  a  better  one  ;  avoid  bringing  in  any  topic 
by  the  head  and  shoulders  ;  and  above  all,  let  there  be  no 
monologues.  Conversation  is  not  so  often  interfered  with  by 
mere  chatterers  as  it  used  to  be  ;  but  the  growing  habit  of 
"speechifying"  has  led  persons  who  "fancy  themselves  on 
their  legs  "  to  introduce  eloquence  to  private  circles  instead 
of  restricting  it  to  the  platform  and  the  public  dinner-table. 


Voltaire,  when  he  began  the  study  of  English,  and  found 
that  "ague"  was  pronounced  as  two  syllables  and        'ague" 
as  one,  said  that  he  wished  that  half  the  English 
disease  and  the  other  half  the  other. 


THE         ARGONAUT 


August  6,  1894. 


MORE    NAPOLEONIANA. 

The    Second    Volume    of   the    Baron    de    Meneval's    Memoirs— The 

Divorce  of  the   Empress  Josephine— Personal  Traits 

of  the  "Little  Corporal." 

The  second  volume  of  Baron  de  Meneval's  "  Memoirs 
Illustrating  the  History  of  Napoleon  I."  is  fully  as  interest- 
ing as  its  predecessor.  It  embraces  the  period  from 
Austerlitz  until  the  opening  of  the  Russian  campaign,  when 
there  came  a  pause  in  the  uniform  success  that  had  met 
Napoleon's  every  venture  and  which  was  the  beginning  of 
the  end.  Among  the  events  of  which  it  treats  are  the  vic- 
tories of  Tena,  Wagram,  and  Eylau,  and  the  divorce  of 
Josephine  and  Napoleon's  second  marriage.  This  famous 
divorce  constitutes  one  of  the  most  absorbing  episodes  in 
the  book  ;  from  it  we  quote  the  following  passages  : 

"Napoleon  hesitated  for  a  long  time  before  breaking  the  union 
which  was  endeared  to  him  by  long  standing  and  true  attachment. 
Politics,  the  future  peace  of  the  world,  imperiously  commanded  the 
accomplishment  of  his  design.  His  age  forbade  him  from  longer 
hesitation.  Some  have  said  that  he  was  prompted  by  the  vain  desire 
to  mix  his  blood  with  that  of  the  royal  houses  ;  but  it  may  be  asked 
what  reasons  he  had  to  envy  them,  either  in  greatness,  or  in  genius, 
or  in  power.  If  vanity  there  was  in  his  action,  if  in  this  matter  Na- 
poleon showed  himself  open  to  human  weaknesses,  it  had  very  little 
voice  in  determining  his  resolution.  The  assiduity  with  which  the 
ruling  families  in  Europe  sought  after  an  alliance  with  him  by  mar- 
riage did  not  raise  the  merit  and  value  of  such  an  alliance  in  his  eyes, 
though  it  was  a  further  guarantee  of  the  advantages  which  he  looked 
for  from  it.  After  the  emperor's  arrival  at  Fontainebleau,  new  signs 
confirmed  her  (Josephine's)  suspicions,  and  made  her  foresee  that  the 
storm  might  break  at  any  moment.  An  unaccustomed  coldness,  the 
closing  of  the  doors  which  communicated  between  their  two  apart- 
ments ;  the  shortness  of  the  rare  moments  which  the  emperor  de- 
voted to  his  wife,  certain  passing  outbursts  provoked  by  the  most 
trifling  causes,  inspired  the  Empress  Josephine  with  the  keenest  anxi- 
ety. So  cruelly  was  she  troubled  that  she  was  constantly  applying 
to  me.  I  could  only  answer  her  in  an  evasive  way,  my  part  became 
an  embarrassing  one,  and  in  order  to  escape  from  the  unhappy  prin- 
cess's questions,  I  was  obliged  to  avoid  her.  But  my  perseverance  in 
escaping  from  what  I  may  call  her  importunities  appeared  to  her 
more  significant  than  words,  and  her  anxiety  reached  its  highest 
pitch.  When,  by  hazard,  she  was  able  to  keep  the  emperor  with 
her  for  a  moment,  she  did  not  dare  to  touch  on  this  question  for 
fear  that  the  fatal  sentence  should  fall  from  his  lips.  Such  a  state  of 
things  could  not  be  greatly  prolonged.  Its  result  had  been  to  strain 
the  relations  between  the  two  spouses  to  a  point  which  was  down- 
right torture  for  both.  The  emperor  was  at  last  unable  to  bear  it  any 
longer,  and  one  evening,  after  the  most  silent  and  sorrowful  of  meals, 
he  broke  the  ice.  It  may  be  imagined  what  was  the  grief  and  de- 
spair of  the  Empress  Josephine  at  the  moment  when  her  last  hope 
was  taken  away.  Napoleon,  freed  from  an  insupportable  load,  was 
deeply  touched  by  the  grief  which  he  was  causing,  and  from  that 
moment  never  ceased  to  surround  her  with  every  care  and  to  lavish 
upon  her  words  of  comfort,  which  Josephine,  in  her  despair,  at  first 
listened  to  with  indifference,  but  which  touched  her  in  the  end.  Na- 
poleon sent  for  her  children,  Hortense  and  Eugene,  and  committed 
their  mother  to  their  care,  assuring  them  of  the  continuance  of  his 
paternal  affection  and  protection.  After  having  calmed  the  first 
transports  of  her  grief,  Josephine  bore  her  sacrifice  with  a  force  of 
character  of  which  one  might  not  have  thought  her  capable,  and  re- 
signed herself  to  this  misfortune  for  which  there  was  no  remedy. 
From  that  day  she  was  seen  no  more  at  court." 

The  final  parting  took  place  in  Meneval's  presence  ;  in- 
deed it  was  Meneval  who  supported  Josephine  after  she  had 
fainted  at  Napoleon's  departure  from  the  room  : 

"After  the  sorrowful  and  imposing  ceremony — which  unloosened 
the  bonds  of  a  union  which,  had  Josephine  been  fruitful,  would  have 
lasted  as  long  as  their  lives — she  who  till  then  had  been  empress 
went  down  to  her  apartment.  The  emperor  reentered  his  study,  sad 
and  silent,  and  let  himself  fall  on  the  sofa,  where  he  usually  sat,  in  a  ; 
state  of  complete  depression.  He  remained  there  some  moments,  j 
his  head  leaning  on  his  hand,  and  when  he  rose  his  face  was  dis-  | 
torted.  Orders  for  the  departure  to  Trianon  had  been  given  in  ad- 
vance. When  it  was  announced  that  the  carriages  were  ready. 
Napoleon  took  his  hat  and  said  :  '  Meneval,  come  with  me  ! '  I  fol- 
lowed  him  up  the  little  winding  staircase  which  communicated  be- 
tween his  study  and  the  empress's  apartment.  Josephine  was  alone, 
and  appeared  wrapped  in  the  most  painful  reflection.  The  noise  we  j 
made  in  entering  attracted  her  attention,  and  springing  up  she  i 
threw  herself  on  the  emperor's  neck,  sobbing  and  crying.  He 
pressed  her  to  his  bosom,  kissing  her  over  and  over  again  ;  but  in  the 
excess  of  her  emotion  she  had  fainted.  I  ran  to  the  bell  and  sum- 
moned help.  The  emperor,  wishing  to  avoid  the  sight  of  a  grief 
which  he  was  unable  to  assuage,  placed  the  empress  in  my  arms  as 
soon  as  he  saw  she  was  coming  back  to  consciousness,  ordered  me 
not  to  leave  her,  and  withdrew  rapidly  by  the  drawing-rooms  of  the 
ground  floor,  at  the  door  of  which  his  carriage  was  waiting  for  him. 
After  the  emperor's  disappearance,  women  who  entered  laid  her  on  a 
couch  and  did  what  was  necessary  for  her  recovery.  In  her  con- 
fusion she  took  my  hands  and  earnestly  prayed  me  to  tell  the  em- 
peror not  to  forget  her,  and  to  assure  him  of  an  affection  which 
would  survive  any  and  every  event.  She  made  me  promise  to  send 
her  news  of  him  on  my  arrival  at  Trianon,  and  to  see  that  he  wrote 
to  her.  It  seemed  to  be  difficult  for  her  to  allow  me  to  depart,  as  if 
my  departure  would  break  the  last  tie  by  which  she  was  connected 
with  Napoleon.  I  left  her,  grieved  at  so  deep  a  sorrow  and  so 
sincere  an  affection.  I  felt  very  miserable  all  along  my  route,  and  I 
could  not  help  deploring  that  the  rigorous  exactions  of  politics 
should  violently  break  the  bonds  of  an  affection  which  had  stood  the 
test  of  time,  to  impose  another  union  full  of  uncertainty.  On  my 
arrival  at  Trianon  1  informed  the  emperor  of  what  had  happened 
after  his  departure,  and  gave  him  the  messages  with  which  I  had 
been  intrusted.  Napoleon,  who  was  still  under  the  impression  of  the 
scenes  of  the  day,  spoke  at  great  length  of  Josephine's  good  quali- 
ties, and  of  the  sincerity  of  her  affection  for  him.  He  considered  her 
as  a  devoted  friend,  and  always  retained  an  affectionate  remembrance 
of  her.  The  same  evening  he  wrote  her  a  letter  to  comfort  her  in 
her  solitude." 

The  old  stories  of  Mmes.  Recamier  and  De  Stael  are  told 
with  a  sharp  pen  by  our  author,  who  naturally  pleads  the 
cause  of  Napoleon  in  his  war  against  these  two  women. 
Of  Recamier,  he  says  : 

"  Mme.  de  Recamier  had  been  drawn  over  to  the  opposition  by 
Mme.  de  Stael  and  by  her  own  animosity  against  the  emperor.  This 
was  the  reason  of  her  enmity  :  M.  Bernard,  Mme.  de  R^camier's 
father,  being  director  of  the  post-office,  had  lent  his  name  and  patron- 
age lo  a  periodical  edited  by  one  of  his  friends,  the  Abbe  Guyot, 
which  attacked  the  government,  the  First  Consul,  and  his  family.  He 
was  arrested.  His  daughter  in  vain  protested  his  innocence.  M. 
Bernard,  having  been  found  guilty  of  abuse  of  confidence,  might 
have  been  sent  to  trial  ;  he  was  only  dismissed.  The  Recamier  firm 
having  failed  during  the  financial  crisis  of  1806,  Mme.  Recamier  was 
forced  to  leave  Paris,  which  she  visited  from  time  to  time,  spending 
her  time  partly  there  and  partly  in  Coppet,  from  which  place  she 
brought  with  her  the  quarrelsome  spirit  of  Mme.  de  Stael  and  her 
coterie.  She  found  herself  in  consequence  involved  in  Mme.  de 
Stael's  disgrace.  Mme.  de  Stael  was  flattered  at  being  able  to  hold 
in  bondage  a  woman  celebrated  for  her  beauty,  who  was  the  object 
of  the  admiration  of  all  the  fashionable  world." 

De  Stael  was  a  terrible  thorn  in  the  side  of  the  emperor, 

and  he  Tould  never  speak  of  her  without  exasperation.     She 

ued  to  tease  and  fret  him,  and  being  a  brilliant  woman, 


and  withal  a  woman  who  knew  what  would  most  of  all  irri- 
tate Napoleon,  she  made  his  life  very  uncomfortable.  This 
is  what  Meneval  says  on  this  subject : 

"  As  to  Mme.  de  Stael,  the  merited  literary  reputation  which  she 
enjoyed,  her  virile  talents,  her  passion  for  fame,  her  irresistible  mania 
for  meddling  with  the  affairs  of  the  government,  her  quarrelsome 
nature,  the  charm  of  her  conversation— which  always  sparkled  with 
flashes  of  wit — had  given  her  an  influence  over  the  political  men  of 
the  period  which  she  abused.  Mme.  de  Stael  had  been  an  ardent 
admirer  of  General  Bonaparte.  Although  her  overdone  flattery  had 
inspired  him  with  an  aversion  toward  her,  he  still  received  her  while 
he  was  First  Consul,  but  he  answered  her  importunities  with  coldness. 
This  contempt  for  her  advances  was  sufficient — although  it  has  been 
said  that  some  financial  interest  was  mixed  up  in  it— to  change  Mme. 
de  Stael's  devotion  into  an  antipathy  which  soon  revealed  itself  in 
open  opposition.  The  interest  which  is  naturally  inspired  by  a  weak 
woman,  who  cries  out  against-  the  tyranny  of  an  all-powerful  man, 
gave  her  the  popularity  of  persecution.  But  it  has  not  been  said  that 
the  head  of  the  state  put  up  with  her  continual  hostilities  during  three 
years  ;  that  during  this  period  she  had  treated  his  warnings  and 
notices  with  contempt  ;  that  this  tolerance  had  encouraged  her  to  stir 
up  opposition  against  him  on  every  side,  with  a  view  to  punishing 
him  for  not  calling  her  to  his  council  ;  that  her  drawing-room  was  a 
political  club  where  the  acts  of  the  government  were  bitterly  censured, 
and  where,  without  any  concealment,  people  were  urged  on  to  open 
revolt  against  the  authority  of  the  head  of  the  state  ;  that  this  woman 
was  a  power  who  crossed  Napoleon  in  the  work  of  conciliation  which 
he  had  undertaken  ;  and,  lasdy,  that  it  was  only  after  three  years  of 
long  suffering  that  she  was  finally  removed  from  Paris. 

"  But  this  woman,  who  could  not  endure  an  existence  far  from  the 
theatre  on  which  her  active  mind  wished  to  bestir  itself,  took  recourse 
to  the  most  urgent  solicitation  to  be  allowed  to  return  to  Paris.  She 
knocked  at  every  door  ;  she  even  managed  to  creep  up  close  to  the 
beloved  Paris,  to  which  she  always  hoped  to  be  able  to  return.  I  had 
spent  several  months  of  the  summer  of  1801  with  her  and  her  two 
children  at  Mortfontaine,  where  she  was  putting  forth  all  the  seduc- 
tions of  her  wit  to  captivate  the  proprietor  of  this  charming  retreat. 
She  took  advantage  of  this  circumstance  to  write  to  me,  from  Blois, 
some  twenty  most  eloquent  letters,  to  which,  however,  1  was  unable 
to  answer  in  conformity  with  her  wishes.  I  had  no  consolation  to 
give  this  woman,  who  was  as  much  to  be  pitied  as  to  be  blamed, 
victim  as  she  was  of  her  nature,  and  whose  judgment,  as  Nanoleon 
used  to  say,  was  not  on  a  level  with  her  brilliant  imagination  and  rare 
faculties.  Mme.  de  Stael  was  forced  to  return  to  Coppet.  Her  re- 
sentment then  knew  no  limits,  and  she  went  to  seek  the  echoes  of  her 
hatred  among  our  enemies.  She  has  filled  a  book — which,  in  the  in- 
terest of  her  reputation,  had  better  not  have  been  published — with  all 
the  bitterness  of  her  feelings,  expressing  the  hope  that  France  should 
suffer  reverses  which  would  open  her  eyes  to  the  fact  that  Napoleon 
was  the  author  of  all  her  troubles  and  stir  her  up  to  shake  off  his 
yoke." 

The  relations  between  Napoleon  and  Talleyrand  became 
excessively  strained  during  the  period  embraced  in  this  vol- 
ume. The  following  is  one  of  the  early  signs  of  the  coming 
storm  : 

"  The  emperor  said,  in  a  meaning  way  :  '  You  are  rich,  Talley- 
rand ;  when  I  am  in  want  of  money,  it  is  to  you  that  I  shall  apply. 
Frankly,  now,  how  much  have  you  made  out  of  me  ? '  Prince  de 
Bene1  vent,  not  in  the  least  disconcerted,  answered  that  he  was  far 
from  being  rich,  that  what  he  possessed  he  owed  to  the  emperor,  and 
that  accordingly  he  had  nothing  which  was  not  entirely  at  his  disposal. 
This  litde  scene  appeared  to  me  to  have  been  provoked  by  a  feeling  of 
distrust  of  Talleyrand.  It  took  place  after  the  return  from  Erfurth. 
The  ex-minister  sometimes  used  to  pretend  to  be  in  embarrassed  cir- 
cumstances. Perhaps  this  state  of  embarrassment  was  not  really  a 
sham.  Possibly  M.  de  Talleyrand  frequently  lost  his  money  in  the 
speculations  in  which  he  engaged.  There  were  times  when  he  sold 
his  library,  his  pictures,  and  other  valuables,  buying  them  back  again 
when  fortune  favored  him." 

One  of  the  scenes  that  eventually  ensued,  Meneval  de- 
scribes as  follows  : 

"  The  confidences  and  the  remarks  of  M.  de  Talleyrand  on  the 
events  in  Spain,  on  the  trial  of  the  Due  d'Enghien,  his  disapproval 
of  these  acts,  and  his  denial  of  having  taken  any  part  in  them,  were 
well  known  to  the  emperor.  The  immobility  of  the  patient,  the  im- 
passiveness  of  his  features,  had  provoked  Napoleon's  anger  to  the 
point  that  he  forgot  his  imperial  dignity  and  threatened  Talleyrand 
with  his  fist.  '  And  you  dare,'  he  cried,  '  you  dare  to  deny  the  part 
you  took  in  the  condemnation  of  the  Due  d'Enghien?  And  you  dare 
to  say  and  publish  broadcast  that  you  had  nothing  to  do  with  the 
affairs  in  Spain  ?  *  and  so  on  and  so  on.  The  paroxysm  of  this  in- 
dignation, having  reached  its  climax,  fell  by  its  own  excess,  and  Napo- 
leon, tired  of  dashing  himself  against  this  impassive  face,  gave  in. 
Prince  de  Benevent  knew  the  emperor  well,  and  knew  that  it  was  in 
his  nature,  the  more  he  had  allowed  himself  to  be  carried  away  by 
his  resentment,  the  more  to  try  and  have  it  forgotten.  Talleyrand 
had  no  real  feeling  of  dignity,  and  so  he  deemed  it  a  good  thing  to 
pretend  to  have  forgotten  this  scene.  There  was  a  drawing-room  at 
court  on  the  morrow,  which  happened  to  be  a  Sunday.  Napoleon, 
according  to  his  custom,  walked  around  the  room,  holding  his  snuff- 
box, from  which  he  frequently  helped  himself,  in  his  hand,  convers- 
ing with  the  persons  who  were  standing  in  the  front  rank.  On  reach- 
ing the  person  who  was  standing  on  the  left  of  Prince  de  B£nevent, 
who  had  remained  rooted  to  the  spot  which  he  had  occupied  from  the 
beginning,  near  the  fire-place,  the  emperor  addressed  some  words  to 
him,  passed  by  Talleyrand  with  averted  head,  and  stopped  before  the 
person  on  the  latter's  right  hand.  On  the  following  Sunday,  without 
being  in  the  least  disconcerted,  Talleyrand  placed  himself  again  in 
the  emperor's  way,  and,  seeing  his  neighbor  hesitate  at  a  question 
put  to  him  by  Napoleon,  answered  for  him,  forcing  the  emperor's 
attention." 

The  following  quotation  shows  a  side  of  the  emperor's 
character  which  is  not  generally  known.     The  baron  says  : 

"  I  had  asked  the  emperor  for  a  pension  on  the  Empire  Press  Fund 
in  favor  of  my  old  friend  Palissot.  I  haggled  with  him  for  a  long 
time  as  to  the  amount  of  this  pension.  He  did  not  want  it  to  exceed 
three  thousand  francs,  although  he  had  quite  recently  awarded  a  pen- 
sion of  six  thousand  francs  to  the  poet  Lebrun  (Ecouchard).  We 
had  a  kind  of  discussion,  in  which  Napoleon  consented  to  engage 
with  me  on  the  respective  merits  of  the  two  poets.  He  authorized 
me  to  prepare  for  him  a  draft  decree  granting  Palissot  a  pension,  but 
only  one  of  three  thousand  francs.  As  he  very  readily  put  up  with 
being  contradicted  on  questions  which  only  interested  him  slightly, 
and,  indeed,  very  often  gave  way  on  these  points,  I  told  him  that 
since  he  consented  to  give  my  protege  a  pension,  I  could  not  make 
this  amount  less  than  six  thousand  francs  in  the  decree  which  I  should 
prepare  for  him  for  his  signature.  He  answered  nothing,  but  when  I 
laid  the  decree  before  him,  Napoleon  cried  out.  Turning  round  to- 
ward me,  he  caught  hold  of  my  ear,  which  was  a  familiar  gesture  of 
his.  and  reproached  me,  laughing,  at  having  wanted  to  get  his  sig- 
nature by  surprise.  Then,  laying  down  his  pen,  he  repeated  his  ob- 
jections on  the  inferiority  of  Palissot's  merit  as  compared  with 
Lebrun's.  At  last,  after  jesting  with  me  in  a  kindly  manner  on  my 
tenacity,  he  was  good  enough  to  compound  with  me  and  to  award  a 
pension  of  four  thousand  francs  to  my  worthy  friend,  who  enjoyed  it 
until  his  death,  which  took  place  just  at  the  time  when  the  Restora- 
tion was  about  to  deprive  him  of  his  pension." 

The  following  personal  details  about  this  extraordinary 
man  are  also  of  interest : 

"Napoleon  was  careful  in  the  matter  of  personal  cleanliness. 
He  took  frequent  baths.  He  used  to  brush  his  arms  and  his  broad 
chest  himself,  and  loved  to  joke  about  the  fatness  of  his  breasts. 
His  valet  finished  by  rubbing  him  very  vigorously  on  the  back  and 
shoulders,  but  he  often  used  to  make  Roustan,  who  was  much 
stronger,  do  this  for  him.  He  formerly  used  to  be  shaved  ;  but  for 
a  long  time,  that  is  to  say,  since  about  1803,  he  had  shaved  himself — 
after  he  had  changed  his  valet.  A  small  mirror  was  held  before  him, 
and  turned  as  required  in  the  process  of  shaving.  He  then  used  to 
wash  himself  with  a  great  quantity  of  water  in  a  silver  basin,  which 


from  its  size  might  have  been  taken  for  a  vat.  A  sponge  dipped  in 
eau-de- cologne  was  passed  over  his  hair,  and  the  rest  of  the  bottle 
was  poured  over  his  shoulders.  His  flannel  singlets,  his  vests  and 
pants  of  kerseymere,  were  changed  every  day.  He  never  gave  up 
wearing  his  green  or  blue  uniform  coats — the  only  coats  he  ever 
wore — until  he  was  told  that  they  were  beginning  to  show  signs  of 
wear.  His  allowance  for  dress  had  at  first  been  fixed  at  sixty  thou- 
sand francs  ;  he  had  reduced  this  amount  to  twenty  thousand 
francs,  all  included.  He  was  fond  of  saying  that  with  an  income  of 
twelve  hundred  francs  and  a  horse,  he  should  have  all  he  wanted." 

"  Napoleon  preferred  the  simplest  dishes.  He  drank  nothing  but 
Chambertin  mixed  with  water,  hardly  ever  without  water,  and  never 
touched  liqueurs.  A  cup  of  coffee  was  served  to  him  in  the  drawing- 
room,  and  he  used  also  to  take  one  at  luncheon,  but  never  more.  He 
would  remain  about  an  hour  in  the  drawing-room,  at  the  end  of 
which  the  empress  used  to  go  down  to  her  apartment.  It  was  usually 
after  this  meal,  and  once  a  week,  that  M.  Barbier,  his  librarian, 
used  to  present  him  with  the  new  books,  or  books  sent  by  authors  in 
token  of  homage.  The  emperor  glanced  over  them  all,  throwing 
down  on  the  ground  or  pitching  into  the  fire  those  which  did  not  in- 
terest him,  or  which  displeased  him,  and  putting  one  or  two — rarely 
three — aside  to  read  with  greater  attention." 

"  So  susceptible  were  Napoleon's  organs  that  the  slightest  evil 
smell  was  sufficient  to  upset  him  greatly.  He  had  so  keen  a  sense  of 
smell  that  he  could  detect  the  vicinity  of  a  subterranean  passage,  a 
cellar,  or  a  sewer  a  long  way  off ;  or  smells  proceeding  from  places 
far  away,  which  were  not  noticeable  to  any  of  the  persons  in  his  com- 
pany. I  have  heard  him  say,  on  this  topic,  that  he  would  have  been 
very  unhappy  in  the  days  when  four  or  even  six  people  used  to  sleep 
together  in  the  same  bed." 

"  He  had  been  anxious  to  gain  some  acquaintance  with  anatomy, 
and  for  this  purpose  Dr.  Corvisart  had  brought  him  some  anatomi- 
cal models  in  wax,  representing  parts  of  the  heart  and  stomach.  The 
emperor  bad  set  aside  the  hour  which  followed  his  luncheon  for  this 
study,  but  the  illusion  produced  by  the  attention  given  to  these  parts 
of  our  animal  organization  filled  him  with  such  disgust  that  it  used  to 
make  him  sick.  He  tried  in  vain  to  resist  this  revolt  of  his  senses, 
but  he  was  forced  to  give  up  his  lessons.  Nevertheless,  the  same 
man,  riding  over  a  field  of  battle  after  a  bloody  fight,  was  not  dis- 
gusted by  the  contact  of  wounds  of  disgusting  appearance  and  odor." 

"  As  a  general  rule,  I  used  to  take  the  morning  papers  to  the  em- 
peror while  he  was  finishing  dressing.  I  read  him  such  articles  as  he 
pointed  out  to  me,  or  which  I  thought  likely  to  interest  him.  This 
reading  almost  always  provoked  some  remark  from  him,  sometimes  a 
notice  or  an  order  to  one  of  his  ministers." 

"  His  first  doctor,  Corvisart,  or  his  surgeon  in  ordinary,  Yvan,  were 
often  present  at  his  toilet.  The  emperor  liked  Corvisart's  conversa- 
tion. When  he  received  him,  it  was  rather  for  the  sake  of  a  chat 
than  to  talk  about  his  health,  which  he  heeded  little.  He  loved  to 
tease  the  doctor  on  the  impotency  of  the  medical  science,  and  on  this 
subject  he  would  pour  out  a  rolling  fire  of  quips  and  sallies  against 
the  medical  profession." 

This  second  volume  so  confirms  the  good  impression  of 
honesty  of  purpose — even  though  the  vision  be  a  trifle  daz- 
zled— on  the  part  of  Bourrienne's  successor  as  private  sec- 
retary to  the  "  Corsican  ogre,"  that  we  await  the  third  and 
final  volume  of  the  work  with  lively  anticipation  of  another 
feast  of  anecdote. 


COMMUNICATIONS. 


The  Pullman  Dispute. 

Chicago,  July  2fi,  1894. 
Editors  Argonaut:  1  have  carefully  read  your  comments  on  the  strike 
in  the  issue  of  July  23d,  and  the  discussion  of  the  situation  at  Pullman.  It 
is  pretty  generally  believed  by  the  public  that  the  sympathetic  strike  by  the 
American  Railway  Union  was  an  ill-advised  and  ill-timed  move ;  and,  so  far 
as  1  can  learn,  there  is  an  even  division  of  opinion  as  to  whether  it  had  any 
well  grounded  moral  backing.  But  to  the  uninformed  reader,  your  comments 
upon  the  condition  at  Pullman,  before  and  after  the  strike,  are  misleading ; 
and,  if  taken  as  a  correct  representation  of  affairs,  would  condemn  the 
action  of  the  Pullman  workmen  in  striking. 

Last  year,  5,816  men  did  earn  an  average  of  $52.25  per  month  each.  Their 
total  pay-roll  included  the  salaries  of  high-priced  superintendents,  foremen, 
and  bosses.  The  actual  average  of  the  real  workmen  would  fall  several  dol- 
lars short  of  $52.25.  It  is  fair  to  presume  that  the  majority  of  these  work- 
men were  married  men  with  families,  some  members  of  which  were  non-wage- 
earners.  Any  man  who  lived  in  the  vicinity  of  Chicago  last  year  can 
honestly  assert  that  $52.25  per  month  would  not  support  a  family  of  three 
people  "*i  any  but  the  plainest  sort  of  fashion.  It  may  be  urged  that  the 
plainest  living  is  properly  the  lot  of  the  mechanic.  Let  that  pass,  and  refer 
again  to  the  average.  Assume  that,  aside  from  the  high-salaried  men,  the 
average  wage  was  $48.00.  It  was  not  so  high.  Deduct  the  average  rental — 
$12.00,  the  fixed  charges  of  $2.71  for  gas  and  water,  and  there  is  left  a  balance 
of  $33.29  per  month  for  food,  clothing,  fuel,  doctor,  school-books,  and  inci- 
dentals for  families  averaging  over  three.  Is  not  this  crowding  the  limit  a 
little  beyond  the  plainest  living  and  encroaching  upon  a  condition  of  poverty 
and  want? 

Again,  accepting  your  own  figures,  the  company  lost  $22,000  upon  new  cars 
and  made  a  first  reduction  of  wages  of  4^  per  cent.  At  the  time  the  reduc- 
tion went  into  effect,  there  were  upward  of  4,000  men  employed.  Over  1,000 
had  been  dismissed  ;  but  it  is  not  matter  of  record  that  any  superintendents, 
foremen,  or  bosses  had  been  included  in  the  number.  This  would  slightly 
raise  the  average  wage,  as  there  would  be  fewer  common  laborers  to  the  high- 
salaried  ones.  Assume  the  average  to  be  $55.00,  the  total,  $220,000.  This 
was  subjected  to  a  4%  per  cent,  reduction,  or  $9,350,  over  40  per  cent,  in  one 
month  of  the  entire  loss  of  contracts  claimed  to  have  been  sustained  by  the 
company,  and  this  contract  work  covered  a  period  of  several  months.  It  will 
strike  most  men  that  this  is  getting  even  pretty  fast  and  providing  lor  future 
profits  at  the  expense  of  labor ;  but  this  first  reduction  was  not  the  last.  Two 
others  were  made  before  the  strike,  until  the  total  exceeded  27  per  cent,  of  the 
rate  for  last  year. 

One  other  point:  The  reduction  affected  all,  while  only  two-thirds  of  the 
workmen  depended  UDon  contract  work.  The  force,  at  the  time  of  reduc- 
tion, was  down  to  a  normal  number.  Travel  in  Pullman  cars  was  normal 
and  as  profitable  as  in  ordinary  years.  Repairs  to  cars  were  as  extensive  and 
as  necessary  as  usual,  and  surely  it  was  worth  as  much  to  have  them  repaired 
as  ever.     Yet  the  repairers  suffered  in  the  general  reduction. 

Your  statement  that  the  prices  paid  by  tenants  for  gas  and  water — $2.00 
per  month  and  four  cents  per  thousand  gallons,  respectively — was  lower  than 
the  cost  to  the  Pullman  Company,  is  not  true.  There  was  a  round  profit  in 
these  charges.  Again,  the  average  rental  was  $12.00  per  month  for  a  flat  of 
four  rooms,  not  for  a  house.  The  rate  for  corresponding  quarters  in  the  city 
of  Chicago  is  lower,  and  this  city  is  not  a  tenants'  paradise  by  any  means. t 

As  to  the  savings-banks  account,  that  also  included  deposits  by  men  of  high 
salary  and  considerable  wealth.  Taking  your  own  statements  of  average 
and  the  qualifications  herein  set  forth,  is  it  fair  to  presume  that  the  average 
workman  had  any  share  in  these  bank  deposits? 

We  of  Chicago  are  well  assured  that  Pullman  employees,  as  a  rule,  are  not 
allowed  to  live  In  any  other  but  Pullman  houses.  With  business  at  its  normal 
stage,  the  town  will  house  all  people  necessary  to  prosecute  its  affaire  ;  the 
employees  who  have  lived  in  other  suburbs,  as  a  rule,  have  been  men  holding 
temporary  positions. 

But  one  other  point  in  your  comment  remains  :  the  lowering  of  returns  from 
regular  operations  aside  from  the  losing  contracts.  It  is  true  there  was  such 
a  falling  off.  It  is  equally  true  the  workmen  were  made  to  stand  the  whole  of 
it.  While  they  were  submitting  to  reductions  of  wage,  amounting  to  the  de- 
creased incomes  of  the  company,  their  living  expenses  were  not  reduced  one 
single  cent. 

I  will  not  speak  of  the  alleged  abuses  and  indignities  inflicted  by  over- 
seers and  bosses.  Of  them  I  know  nothing.  But,  from  the  single  standpoint 
of  finance,  had  the  Pullman  employees  no  cause  to  strike? 

It  would  probably  have  been  a  more  effective  attempt  at  assistance  if  the 
American  Railway  Union  had  expended  the  money  the  strike  cost  in  assist- 
ing the  residents  at  Pullman  to  move  elsewhere.  Such  a  course  would  have 
depopulated  the  town  in  two  weeks.     Respectfully,  Guv  E.  Newark. 

[The  editorial  referred  to  in  the  above  communication  was  based  upon 
statements  that  appeared  in  a  Chicago  daily.  We  would  take  issue  with  our 
correspondent  on  one  or  two  unimportant  points. 

The  loss  of  $22,000  was  on  three  orders  only  ;  how  much  was  lost  on  others 
we  do  not  know. 

Mr.  D.  McG.  Means,  in  the  current  Forum,  says:  "  Water  was  supplied 
for  less  than  was  paid  for  it  by  the  (Pullman)  company  to  the  city  authorities 
by  about  $500  a  month."  This  would  indicate  that  the  question  is,  at  least, 
open  to  debate. 

The  point  we  made  in  our  editorial  was  that  the  deposits  in  the  savings 
banks  had  been  reduced  from  $488,000  to  practically  nothing  during  the  strike. 
It  is  not  probable  that  the  "  men  of  high  salary  and  considerable  wealth  " 
I  would  withdraw  their  deposits  at.  such  a  time.— Eui.  Argonaut.] 


August  6,  1894. 


THE        ARGONAUT. 


SOCIETY    ON    ITS    "BIKE." 


"Flaneur"  writes  of  the  Doings   of  the    Swell    Set   at   Newport— 

They  Ride  to  Golf  on  their  Bicycles— The  Projected 

Fair    Women  Exhibition. 

The  dullness  which  has  overshadowed  Newport  since  the 
beginning  of  the  season  bids  fair  to  be  charmed  away  by  ar- 
rivals from  Europe  and  from  American  watering-places. 
The  Teutonic  brought  over  Mr.  and  Mrs.  John  J.  Astor, 
Mrs.  Oelrichs  and  Miss  Fair,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Walter  Webb, 
Mrs.  Hitchcock,  and  Miss  Eustis  ;  the  Lucania  bore  the 
Cornelius  Vanderbilts,  Mrs.  Paran  Stevens,  and  other  well- 
known  members  of  the  swell  set  ;  and  the  bachelor  quarters 
of  Matthew  Astor  Wilks  and  Woodbury  Kane  have  received 
a  consignment  of  marriageable  men,  including  Lispenard 
Stewart,  Captain  Herbert,  from  England,  and  several 
attache's  from  Washington.  The  early  summer  colonies  in 
New  Jersey  and  Long  Island  have  emptied  their  people  into 
Newport,  and  cottage  after  cottage  fills  up.  The  Baron  and 
Baroness  de  Seilliere  have  opened  theirs  at  Inchiguin,  and 
Mrs.  Winthrop  Chanler  has  opened  her  villa,  which  is  one  of 
the  most  delightful  places  on  the  beach. 

At  last  the  dances  at  the  Casino  have  been  resumed. 
There  was  one  on  Monday  night  at  which  there  was  a  fair 
attendance  of  very  swagger  people,  including  the  two  Misses 
Whitehouse,  Miss  Heinnewell,  Mrs.  Rutherford,  Mrs.  Will- 
iam R.  Travers,  Miss  Barger,  Miss  Winthrop,  and  Miss 
Gammell,  and,  among  the  men,  Count  Sierstorpff,  William 
R.  Travers,  Baron  Fallon,  Louis  Rutherford,  and  A.  Lanfear 
Norrie.  Miss  Edith  Cushing's  gown  was  particularly  ad- 
mired. It  was  a  Louis  the  Fifteenth  coat  of  white  silk,  with 
a  vest  of  white  chiffon  and  a  black  moire  girdle.  The  cor- 
sage was  low  and  was  bordered  with  primrose  satin.  But 
the  prettiest  girl  was  noted  to  be  Miss  Stone,  who  was  in 
pink  silk  and  white  lace.  The  old  Ocean  House,  which  used 
to  be  the  scene  of  the  best  balls  at  Newport  half  a  century 
ago,  has  been  refitted  and  gauded  and  gilt  till  it  looks  like 
new.  It  is  full  of  foreign  counts  and  barons  and  Western 
millionaires  who  do  not  happen  to  have  been  invited  to  the 
cottages  ;  and  they  seem  to  be  having  a  good  time.  The 
immense  piazza  of  the  old  Colonial  House  is  lighted  by  elec- 
tric lights  and  made  brilliant  with  hanging-baskets  of  trailing 
roses  and  scarlet  geraniums.  The  men  meet  here  to  talk 
horse  and  politics,  and  back  of  the  piazza  is  a  drawing-room, 
where  there  is  music  three  times  a  day  and  dancing  every 
evening. 

Newport  has  gone  in  heavily  for  sports.  A  few  days  ago 
bicycling  was  enjoyed  only  by  private  clubs,  and  cavalcades 
of  fair  cyclers  were  to  be  met  on  Riverside  Drive  only  be- 
fore people  were  up.  Now  it  is  all  the  rage.  Mrs.  Twombly 
sits  her  "  bike  " — the  latest  slang  for  bicycle  ;  so  does  pretty 
Miss  Tucker  ;  so  do  Mme.  de  Seilliere,  Mrs.  Clews,  Mrs. 
Fred  Neilson,  and  others  of  the  very  best  people.  When 
at  last  the  dignified  Mr.  Egerton  Winthrop  announced  that 
he  was  practicing  daily,  every  member  of  the  gay  world  fell 
to  learning  to  ride.  There  are  two  professors,  one  a  colored 
man.  Under  his  direction  the  most  fashionable  ladies  may 
be  seen  every  afternoon  or  evening  tooling  their  wheels 
along  the  streets  which  lead  into  Bellevue  Avenue.  The 
titled  foreigners  are  all  accomplished  bicyclists  ;  the  Uuke  of 
Cutrofiano  of  Naples  is  an  expert. 

Polo  is  still  popular.  A  new  field  has  been  laid  out,  a 
thousand  feet  in  length  by  five  hundred  feet  in  width,  sur- 
rounded by  a  drive-way  forty  feet  wide.  Thus  the  new  field 
will  be  a  hundred  feet  wider  than  the  old  one.  The  dead- 
head stand,  where  people  used  to  watch  the  game  without 
paying  entrance-fees,  is  abolished,  rather  to  the  regret  of 
those  who  took  an  interest  in  the  game  without  being  able  to 
join  the  club  or  to  provide  a  mount.  Among  the  true 
fashionables,  golf  is  expected  to  become  the  most  popular 
of  all  the  sports.  The  Golf  Club  has  bought  extensive 
grounds  on  the  Ocean  Drive,  and  proposes  this  winter  to 
put  up  a  fine  club-house.  The  proper  thing  is  to  go  out  to 
the  grounds  on  a  bicycle,  play  a  game  or  two,  and  then  re- 
turn home  on  the  same  conveyance  for  dinner. 

On  the  return  of  society  to  town,  the  season  will  begin  as 
usual  with  the  Horse-Show.  This  will  be  followed  by  a 
novelty — a  Fair  Women  Exhibition,  which  is  to  be  in  the 
Academy  of  Design  in  November,  the  proceeds  being  de- 
voted to  charity.  The  fair  women  will  not  be  exhibited  in 
the  flesh  ;  they  will  merely  appear  as  portraits  or  statues. 
Nine  of  the  leading  ladies  of  the  Four  Hundred — Mrs. 
William  Jay,  Mrs.  Richard  Irvin,  Mrs.  John  Lowery,  Mrs. 
Van  Rensselaer  Cruger,  Mrs.  J.  G.  K.  Duer,  Miss  Furniss, 
Mrs.  William  D.  Sloane,  Mrs.  Adolf  Ladenburg,  and  Mrs. 
William  P.  Douglas — have  agreed  to  act  as  managers,  and 
have  appealed  to  the  ladies  of  New  York  to  contribute  their 
own  portraits  and  those  of  the  fair  women  among  their  an- 
cestresses, so  as  to  make  a  show  of  American  beauty.  The 
idea  was  borrowed  from  the  exhibition  now  being  held  at  the 
Grafton  Galleries,  in  London,  to  which  the  titled  dames  of 
England,  with  the  queen  at  their  head,  contributed  not  only 
portraits  and  miniatures,  but  busts  in  bronze  and  marble, 
historical  costumes,  jewels,  laces,  fans,  snuff-boxes,  rare 
table  silver,  and  other  objects  tending  to  shed  light  on  the 
life  of  the  women  of  the  past.  It  need  hardly  be  said  that 
a  large  attendance  is  assured,  especially  as  in  the  course  of 
the  evening  there  will  be  a  dance  in  the  hall  under  the 
picture-gallery. 

A  few  marriages,  as  usual,  mark  the  Newport  season. 
Mr.  Charles  Astor  Bristed,  grandson  of  the  author  of  a 
book  called  "The  Upper  Ten  Thousand,"  which  made  quite 
a  sensation  fifty  years  ago,  has  just  married  a  Miss  Donnelly. 
Mr.  Julien  T.  Davies,  a  nephew  of  Mrs.  Bradley  Martin,  is 
engaged  to  Miss  Marie  Rose  de  Garmendia,  a  great  beauty 
and  a  member  of  the  well  known  Garmendia  family.  A 
distinguished  Dutchman  from  Amsterdam,  named  Robert 
Leonard  Wolterbeek,  has  been  lucky  enough  to  secure  an 
American  bride,  having  just  married  Miss  Margaret  Sey- 
mour Mellen,  a  lady  well  known  in  New  York. 

New  York,  July  27,  1894.  Flaneur. 


OLD    FAVORITES. 

In  the  Mission  Garden  (1865). 
FATHER  FELIPE. 

I  speak  not  the  English  well,  but  Pachita 
She  speak  for  me  ;  is  it  not  so,  my  Pancha  ? 
Eh,  little  rogue  ?    Come,  salute  me  the  stranger 
Americano. 

Sir,  in  my  country  we  say,  "Where  the  heart  is 
There  live  the  speech."     Ah  !  you  not  understand?    So  ! 
Pardon  an  old  man — what  you  call  "  ol'  fogy" — 
Padre  Felipe  1 

Old,  senor,  old  !  just  so  old  as  the  Mission. 

You  see  that  pear-tree  ?    How  old  you  think,  senor  ? 

Fifteen  year?    Twenty?     Ah,  senor,  yxsX  fifty 

Gone  since  1  plant  him. 

You  like  the  wine  ?     It  is  some  at  the  Mission, 
Made  from  the  grape  of  the  year  eighteen  hundred, 
All  the  same  time  when  the  earthquake  he  come  to 
San  Juan  Bautista. 

But  Pancha  is  twelve,  and  she  is  the  rose-tree  ; 
And  I  am  the  olive,  and  this  is  the  garden. 
And  Pancha  we  say,  but  her  name  is  Francisca — 
Same  like  her  mother. 

Eh,  you  knew  herf    No?    Ah  !  it  is  a  story — 
But  I  speak  not,  like  Pachita,  the  English. 
So  ?    If  I  try,  you  will  sit  here  beside  me, 

And  shall  not  laugh,  eh? 

When  the  American  come  to  the  Mission 
Many  arrive  to  the  house  of  Francisca. 
One — he  was  fine  man — he  buy  the  cattle 

Of  Jose"  Castro. 

So  ! — he  come  much,  and  Francisca  she  saw  him  ; 
And  it  was  love — and  a  very  dry  season — 
And  the  pears  bake  on  the  tree — and  the  rain  come, 
But  not  Francisca — 

Not  for  one  year  ;  and  one  night  I  have  walk  much 
Under  the  olive-tree,  when  comes  Francisca — 
Comes  to  me  here,  with  her  child,  this  Francisca — 
Under  the  olive-tree. 

Sir,  it  was  sad — but  I  speak  not  the  English — 
So  ! — she  stay  here,  and  she  wait  for  her  husband. 
He  come  no  more,  and  she  sleeps  on  the  hill-side  : 
There  stands  Pachita. 

Ah  !  there's  the  Angelus.     Will  you  not  enter  ? 
Or  shall  you  walk  in  the  garden  with  Pancha? 
Go,  little  rogue — stt — attend  to  the  stranger. 
Adios,  senor. 

PACHITA  [briskly]: 
So,  he's  been  telling  that  yarn  about  mother ! 
Bless  you,  he  tells  it  to  every  stranger. 
Folks  about  yer  say  the  old  man's  my  father. 

What's  your  opinion  ? 

— Bret  Harte. 


INDIVIDUALITIES. 


A  Scout's  Soliloquy. 

[The  following  verses  were  received  from  the  Indian  country,  where  they 
were  composed  by  a  gentleman  attached  to  a  command  there  who  has  the 
Protean  qualifications  of  guide,  scout,  newspaper  correspondent,  hunter,  and, 
as  will  be  seen,  poet.] 

TO    A    PAPOOSE. 

Lo !  by  the  lodge  door  stands  a  smockless  Venus. 
Unblushing  bronze,  she  shrinks  not,  having  seen  us, 
Though  there  is  naught  but  tall  rye  grass  between  us. 

She  hath  no  polonaise,  no  Dolly  Varden, 
Yet  she  looks  not  afraid,  nor  asketh  pardon  ; 
Fact  is,  she  doesn't  care  a  copper  "  farden." 

All  unabashed,  unhaberdashed,  unheeding, 

No  Medicean  charmingly  receding, 

But  quite  unconscious  of  improper  breeding. 

Ah  !  yet  her  age  her  reputation  spareth  ; 
At  three  years  old  pert  Venus  little  careth. 
She  puts  her  hands  upon  her  hips  and  stareth. 

Was  ever  seen  so  dark,  so  bright  an  iris  ? 
Where  sweep  of  light  and  phantom  play  of  fire  is, 
And  not  a  soupcon  of  a  wild  desire  is. 

Could  boundaries  be  nearer,  posture  meeker  ? 
Could  bronze  antique  or  terra  cotta  beat  her  ? 
Saw  ever  artist  anything  completer  ? — 

'Tis  well  ;   it  speaks  of  Eden  ere  came  sin  in, 

Or  any  ray  of  consciousness  or  linen, 

Or  anything  else  that  one  could  stick  a  pin  in. 

Oh,  swarthy  statuette,  hast  thou  no  notion 
That  life  is  fire  and  war  and  wild  commotion — 
A  burning  bush,  a  chafed  and  raging  ocean  ? 

Hast  thou  no  notion  of  what  is  before  thee? 
Of  who  shall  envy  and  who  shall  adore  thee  ? 
Or  who  the  dirty  Siwash  ruling  p'er  thee  ? 

Die  young,  for  mercy's  sake  !  If  thou  grow  older 
Thou  shalt  get  lean  of  calf  and  sharp  of  shoulder, 
And  daily  greedier  and  daily  bolder. 

Just  such  another  as  the  dam  who  bore  thee. 
That  haggard  Sycorax  now  bending  o'er  thee  ; 
Oh,  die  of  something  fatal,  I  implore  thee  I 

Who  knows  but  in  Time's  whimsical  gradations — 

Say  in  a  score  or  two  of  generations — 

We  two  may  swap  respective  hues  and  stations  ? 

Methinks  I  see  thee  suddenly  grow  bigger, 
White  in  the  face  and  statelier  in  figure, 
And  I  a  miserable  little  "  Digger." 

Should  this  be  thus  1— But  come  !  no  moralizing, 
Approach  not  thou  my  humpy  poetizing, 
Spare  thine  iambics  and  apostrophizing. 

Let  subtle  Nature,  if  it  suits  her,  rack  me, 

Big  "  Diggers"  whack  me  and  misfortune  hack  me, 

And  anguish  hoist  me  to  her  highest  acme. 

Withhold  from  me  thine  incidental  curses, 
Nor  spare  the  smallest  of  thy  scanty  mercies  ; 
But  put  me  not,  oh,  put  me  not  in  verses  1 

She  grins,  she  heedeth  not  advice  or  warning, 

Alike  philosophy  and  triplets  scorning. 

Adieu,  then,  ta-ta,  fare  thee  well,  good-morning. 


General  Booth,  of  the  Salvation  Army,  and  his  captains 
of  either  sex  have  been  officially  declared  to  be  ministers  of 
religion  within  the  meaning  of  the  law. 


The  poker-players  of  the  Senate  are  Brice,  Manderson, 
Hale,  Pettigrew,  and  Quay,  and  Quay  is  accounted  the  best 
of  them  all. 

George  M.  Pullman  and  his  two  brothers,  who  are  clergy- 
men, will  celebrate  the  birthday  of  their  mother  on  August 
14th,  as  they  have  done  for  the  last  thirty  years. 

The  favorite  amusement  of  Theodore  Havemeyer,  the 
multi-millionaire,  is  playing  the  violin.  President  William 
R.  Harper,  of  the  .University  of  Chicago,  is  an  admirable 
performer  on  the  cornet. 

The  late  President  Carnot,  of  France,  was  never  bap- 
tized. He  belonged  to  the  Theophilanthropists,  founded  by 
La  Revilliere-Lepaux.  Among  the  original  members  of  the 
sect  was  Lazare  Carnot,  grandfather  of  the  president. 

Another  lord  has  drifted  into  trade — the  Earl  of  Harring- 
ton, known  as  an  enthusiastic  collector  of  snuff-boxes,  who 
has  opened  a  fruiterer's  shop  in  London.  It  will  be  supplied 
from  his  gardens,  which  are  among  the  finest  in  England. 

Thomas  Wickes,  the  vice-president  of  the  Pullman  Com- 
pany, is  an  Englishman  by  birth,  and  is  forty-eight  years  of 
age.  He  came  to  this  country  in  1 866,  and  two  years  later 
entered  the  employ  of  the  Pullman  Company  as  an  assistant 
ticket-agent. 

Enforced  abstinence  from  books  and  periodicals  after  the 
operation  on  his  eye  was  most  irksome  to  Mr.  Gladstone. 
He  made  the  best  of  his  idleness  by  having  one  of  his  sec- 
retaries read  the  second  book  of  the  /Eneid  to  him  in  the 
original,  but  frequently  he  would  take  the  Latin  words  out  of 
the  reader's  mouth  and  recite  them  from  memory. 

The  present  Sultan  of  Zanzibar,  Hammed  bin  Thueni,  is 
one  of  the  best  swordsmen  in  his  empire,  and  this  accom- 
plishment arouses  great  respect  in  the  breasts  of  his  sub- 
jects. He  is  also  a  traveled  and  educated  man.  His  prede- 
cessor, Sultan  Ali  bin  Said,  was  a  brilliant  rider,  and,  it  is 
said,  could  pick  up  a  finger-ring  from  the  ground  when  at 
full  gallop. 

The  Duke  of  Marlborough,  instead  of  marrying  an  Ameri- 
can, as  his  father  did,  will  take  an  Australian  as  a  partner 
for  life.  Her  father,  Mr.  Morgan,  is  the  owner  of  the 
famous  Mount  Morgan  Mine  in  Queensland,  which  he  pur- 
chased eight  years  ago  for  about  seven  thousand  dollars. 
The  mine  is  now  bringing  him  in  a  revenue  of  five  millions 
of  dollars. 

General  A.  J.  Pleasanton,  of  Washington  and  Phila- 
delphia, who  was  the  promoter  of  the  blue-glass  cure  of 
twenty  years  ago  and  is  still  known  as  "  Blue  Glass,"  is  in 
his  eighty-sixth  year.  It  has  been  the  general's  unvarying 
rule  for  years  never  to  go  out  of  doors,  even  in  the  dryest 
of  weather,  without  wearing  heavy  over-shoes,  and  to  this 
precaution  he  attributes  his  grand  old  age. 

Prince  Bismarck's  estates  are  heavily  mortgaged  to  the 
amount  of  about  seven  hundred  and  fifty  thousand  dollars. 
Of  his  gross  income  more  than  thirty-two  thousand  dollars 
must  be  devoted  every  year  to  paying  the  interest  on  his 
debts.  The  old  chancellor  has  often  remarked  to  his  friends 
recently  that  his  ambition  to  leave  an  unincumbered  prop- 
erty to  his  children  would  never  be  gratified. 

It  is  interesting  to  note,  in  view  of  Commodore  Erben's 
reported  low  opinion  of  Captain  Mahan  as  a  commander, 
that  both  are  old  sea-dogs.  The  commodore  entered  the 
navy  eight  years  before  Captain  Mahan,  but  has  seen  only 
three  years  more  sea-service.  Commodore  Erben  has  seen 
twenty-two  years  and  five  months  of  shore-duty,  and  Cap- 
tain Mahan  eighteen  years.  Commodore  Erben  was  in  one 
of  the  earliest  of  the  Naval  Academy  classes. 

The  aged  Count  de  Lesseps  can  no  longer  walk  un- 
assisted, and  has  become  quite  deaf.  His  days  pass  unevent- 
fully away  in  mute  contemplation  of  his  children  and  in  the 
reading  of  newspapers,  confided  to  him  only  after  members 
of  the  family  have  made  certain  that  neither  his  name  nor 
any  mention  of  the  Panama  disaster  appears  in  them.  He 
has  lost  all  notion  of  time,  and  never  looks  at  or  mentions 
the  date  of  a  paper.  "  He  may  live,"  says  his  physicians, 
"for  several  years  yet." 

The  wear  and  tear  of  administering  the  Treasury  Depart- 
ment killed  Manning  and  Folger  ;  but  their  fates  were  ex- 
ceptional, as  most  of  the  Secretaries  of  the  Treasury  have 
been  long-lived.  There  are  seven  former  Secretaries  still 
surviving  :  Hugh  McCulloch,  George  S.  Boutwell,  Benjamin 
H.  Bristow,  John  Sherman,  Walter  Q.  Gresham,  Charles  S. 
Fairchild,  and  Charles  Foster.  The  same  number  of  ex- 
Secretaries  of  War  survive  :  Schofield,  Cameron,  Ramsay, 
Lincoln,  Proctor,  Endicott,  and  Elkins. 

When  Signor  Crispi,  Italy's  premier,  was  eighteen  years 
old  and  in  the  second  year  of  his  studies  at  the  University 
of  Palermo,  he  met  a  sixteen-year-old  girl,  celebrated  for  her 
beauty,  and  promptly  fell  in  love  with  her.  Crispi's  father 
objected,  and  the  student  was  called  home.  Then  came 
news  that  cholera  was  devasting  Palermo.  Crispi  clandes- 
tinely borrowed  a  neighboring  farmer's  horse  and  set  out  for 
Palermo  and  Rosina,  who  was  the  daughter  of  a  widow 
and  had  three  sisters  and  a  brother.  When  he  arrived,  her 
mother  was  already  dead,  as  were  her  eldest  and  youngest 
sisters.  Her  brother  was  dying.  Francesco  sold  the  horse 
to  the  postmaster  of  Palermo,  and  with  the  money  thus  ob- 
tained cared  for  Rosina  and  her  one  remaining  sister.  Mean- 
time, young  Crispi's  disappearance  had  caused  his  family  to 
mourn  him  as  dead.  One  day  the  farmer's  horse  came 
along  driven  by  a  stranger,  and,  following  the  clew  thus 
furnished,  the  Crispi  family  located  Francesco,  who  was  liv- 
ing in  marital  bliss  with  his  child  wife,  her  sister  completing 
the  household.  Parental  forgiveness  was  forthcoming  and 
the  three  went  to  Ribera.  The  beautiful  Rosim  lived  bu 
two  years,  however. 


THE        ARGONAUT. 


August  6,  1894. 


LITERARY    NOTES. 

Personal  and  Miscellaneous  Gossip. 
Not  one,  but  many  well-known  artists  have  taken 
up  the  pen  and  are  winning  fame  as  writers.  Mr. 
George  Boughton  led  the  way  for  Mr.  George  Du 
Maurier,  and  Mr.  Remington,  Mr.  Hopkinson 
Smith,  Mr.  Hamilton  Gibson,  Mr.  F.  S.  Church, 
Mr.  Alfred  Parsons,  Mr.  C.  S.  Reinhart,  and  Mr. 
Zogbaum  are  emulating  one  another's  laurels. 

Mr.  Ruskin's  next  book  is  to  be  called  "  Letters 
to  a  College  Friend."  These  epistles  date  from 
1840  to  1845. 

A  "  National  Dictionary  of  English  Language 
and  Literature,"  to  be  issued  in  fifty  monthly  parts, 
is  in  course  of  preparation  in  England.  The  editors 
announce : 

"  It  is  intended  to  include  all  the  words  and  phrase- 
words  found  in  English  literature  between  1360  a.  d.  and 
the  present  day,  not  professedly  noticing  derivatives 
used  only  by  modern  writers  or  facetious  coinages,  but 
including  a  number  of  words  of  good  authority  or  of 
common  speech  never  before  registered  in  any  dictionary. 
The  work  is  to  be  based  on  full  indexes  of  several  care- 
fully selected  authors,  including  Chaucer,  Caxton,  Rus- 
kin,  Bacon,  Pope,  Johnson,  Burke,  Thackeray,  Macau- 
lay,  and  the  use  of  a  word  by  Chaucer,  Shakespeare,  in 
the  authorized  version  of  the  Bible,  by  Bacon.  Milton, 
Pope,  Johnson,  Cowper,  Burke,  and  Macaulay  will 
always  be  briefly  indicated,  except  in  the  case  of  very 
old  and  thoroughly  familiar  words.  At  the  same  time, 
quotations  from  hundreds  of  other  authors  will  be  used, 
many  thousands  having  been  already  collected.  Among 
these  are  large  numbers  of  quotations  dated  earlier  than 
the  earliest  given  in  any  dictionary.  The  date  of  author- 
ship and  exact  references  will  be  given  with  every  quota- 
tion. The  order  in  which  the  various  senses  and  usages 
of  a  term  are  placed  is  popular,  but  the  order  of  histori- 
cal development  is  indicated  by  numbers  inclosed  in 
brackets.  Terms  seldom  used  except  in  technical  works 
— though  treated  as  subordinate — will  be  adequately  rep- 
resented." 

Public  Opinion  has  just  sent  out  an  attractive 
plate  containing  the  portraits  of  over  fifty  of  its 
principal  contributors — nearly  all  of  them  being 
men  now  prominent  in  American  letters. 

Robert  Louis  Stevenson  is  asking  in  England  ten 
thousand  dollars  for  the  serial  rights  alone  of  his 
new  story,  "The  Lord  Justice  Clerk."  R.  M. 
Ballantyne  wrote,  for  thirty  years,  book  after  book 
which  had  a  large  sale,  and  all  that  time  he  lived 
"without  extravagance  and  almost  without  rest"  ; 
yet  he  left  to  his  heirs  something  less  than  seven 
thousand  dollars. 

A  certain  English  countess,  with  a  leaning  toward 
literature,  once  drew  this  distinction  between  Tenny- 
son and  Browning : 

"  Mr.  Browning  always  makes  himself  particularly 
agreeable  to  me,  but  merely  as  a  countess.  I  doubt  if  he 
ever  remembers  that  I  have  written  anything.  Tennyson, 
on  the  other  hand,  is  a  perfect  bear,  for  the  first  half-hour, 
to  assert  himself;  but  after  he  has  shown  that  he  does  not 
care  whether  I  am  a  countess  or  not,  he  is  genuinely  de- 
lightful." 

Mrs.  Humphry  Ward  has  written  a  play  which  is 
now  under  consideration  at  the  London  Lyceum. 

It  is  announced  that ' '  Rider  Haggard  has  changed 
the  title  of  his  new  novel,  and  it  is  to  appear  under 
the  name  of  "Joan  Haste.'"  There  has  seldom 
been  devised  a  better  title  for  such  novels  as  Mr. 
Haggard  writes  than  "  The  People  of  the  Mist." 

The  following  notes  on  the  founder  of  Graham's 
Magazine  are  from  Kate  Field's  Washington  ; 

"With  the  death  of  George  Rex  Graham,  the  last  link 
is  snapped  which  bound  the  literary  America  of  a  half- 
century  ago  with  the  literary  America  of  to-day.  Gra- 
ham, it  will  he  remembered,  published  the  first  ambitious 
magazine  of  original  American  literature  ever  attempted 
here,  and  made  a  fortune  at  it,  besides  introducing 
Bayard  Taylor  and  other  afterward  eminent  writers  to 
the  notice  of  the  public.  Graham  hired  Edgar  Poe  for 
his  managing  editor  at  eight  hundred  dollars  a  year,  or 
about  sixteen  dollars  a  week,  and  was  considered  reck- 
lessly liberal.  Bayard  Taylor  opened  his  eyes  wide  when 
Graham  handed  him  twenty-five  dollars  for  the  first  two 
poems  he  ever  wrote.  "  Surely,"  he  exclaimed,  "  you  are 
not  going  to  pay  me  for  them?  Why,  this  is  the  first 
money  I  ever  earned  !"  Longfellow  sold  his  "Village 
Blacksmith  "  to  Graham  for  fifty  dollars,  which  was  the 
highest  price  paid  to  either  him  or  Bryant  for  any  poem, 
except  in  one  instance — the  "Spanish  Student"  brought 
one  hundred  and  fifty  dollars.  Kenimore  Cooper  and  G. 
P.  R.  James  received  as  high  as  twelve  and  eighteen 
hundred  dollars  for  serial  novels,  and  N.  P.  Willis  used 
to  turn  in  three-page  sketches  for  fifty  dollars  each. 
At  these  rates,  Graham  commanded  the  best  talent  in  the 
market.  Graham  sent  for  Cooper  once.  Cooper  called 
at  the  olfice,  and  inquired,  with  a  rather  imperious  air, 
what  was  wanted.  '  I  want  you  to  write  me  ten  short 
stories  of  naval  adventure.'  '  Oh,  I  can't  write  fax  you,' 
sneered  Cooper ;  '  you  can't  pay  me  enough.'  '  How 
much  do  you  charge '{ '  '  One  hundred  dollars  a  story — in 
advance.'  Cooper  pronounced  the  last  two  words  with 
great  deliberation,  as  if  they  settled  the  whole  business  in 
the  negative.  To  his  amazement,  Graham  calmly  drew 
his  check  for  ope  thousand  dollars  and  handed  it  across 
the  desk  to  his  visitor.  The  stories  were  written,  but 
there  was  no  reason  to  suppose  that  they  helped  the  mag- 
azine a  penny's  worth,  so  far  as  bringing  subscribers  or 
purchasers  went.  The  news  of  the  incident  did  spread 
abroad,  however,  and,  in  connection  with  other  stones  of 
the  same  sort,  helped  to  advertise  Graham  as  the  prince 
of  American  publishers,  and  thus  to  "boom'  his  enter- 
prise." 

Thp  Westminster  Gazette  mentions  AmeMie  Rives 
as  "  a  striking  figure  at  a  reception  given  yesterday 
by  her  compatriot,  Mrs.  Chandler  Moulton,  who 
takes  up  her  abode  in  London  for  a  part  of  every 
year." 

Bret  Harte's  next  volume  of  short  stories  is  to  be 
called  "The  Bell-Ringer  of  Angels,"  and  is  to  be 
published  in  the  autumn. 

Of  Mrs.  Lynn  Linton,  long  known  as  a  novelist 
of  unusual  power  and  as  an  essayist  whose  work 
has  made  her  admired  wherever  the  English  lan- 
guage is  read,  an  exchange  says  : 

"  Her  sparkling  and  sarcastic  Saturday  FZevicio  papers 
of  twenty  years  ago  did  a  great  deal  to  convince  unwill- 
ing editors  that  women  were  useful  contributors,  Eliza 
Lynn  was  the  youngest  of  twelve  children  ;  her  father 
was  a  clergyman  with  a  limited  income,  and  what  educa- 
tion couni  be  had  went  to  the  boys  of  the  family.  '  I 
rent  to  school,*  said  Mrs.  Linton,  not  long  ago  ; 
.vi-r  had  a  governess  nor  master;  so  that  everything 


I  do  know  I  have  taught  myself.  I  can  not  speak  or  write 
them  fluently,  but  I  could  once  read  French,  German, 
Spanish,  and  Italian,  and  at  one  time  Latin,  Greek,  and 
a  little  Hebrew.  My  father  had  a  horror  of  'blue-stock- 
ings,' and  neither  helped  me  nor  encouraged  my  tastes  in 
any  way.'" 

The  revival  of  the  report  that  Lord  Macaulay's 
diary  will  soon  be  published  in  full,  under  the 
editorship  of  Sir  George  Trevelyan,  has  led  Sir 
George  to  declare  that  he  has  never  contemplated 
the  project. 

Hall  Caine's  sombre  story,  "  The  Manxman,"  is 
nearly  ready  for  publication. 

In  an  article  on  E.  W.  Kemble — who  is  best 
known  as  the  illustrator  of  negro  types,  but  whose 
ambition  it  is  to  make  an  artistic  record  of  the 
Knickerbocker  period — the  Book  Buyer  says  : 

"  His  two-minutes'  sketch  of  a  man  or  woman  is  a 
pretty  accurate  portrait.  Kemble  has  used  the  camera 
somewhat,  but  prefers  the  pencil.  'The  camera  habit,' 
he  said,  '  is  a  dangerous  one.  You  get  to  trusting  the 
camera  instead  of  your  own  eyes.  The  vital  line  in  a 
group,  a  face,  or  a  figure,  may  be  just  the  one  that  the 
camera  fails  to  bring  out.'  " 

Professor  W.  M.  Sloane  has  been  studying  the 
boyhood  of  the  great  Napoleon,  and  in  the  forth- 
coming Century  will  show  other  biographers  how 
valuable  a  field  they  have  left  unexplored. 

In  the  latest  number  of  the  Chap-Book,  we  find 
four  neat  lines  by  Thomas  Bailey  Aldrich  : 
"  I  little  read  those  poets  who  have  made 
A  noble  Art  a  pessimistic  trade, 
And  trained  their  Pegasus  to  draw  a  hearse 
Through  endless  avenues  of  drooping  verse," 

Mr.  Howells  has  cut  short  his  vacation  in  Europe 
and  has  returned  to  this  country.  The  serious  ill- 
ness of  his  venerable  father  caused  this  change  of 
plan. 

Here  is  a  story  which  Mark  Twain  is  quoted  as 
telling  about  himself  : 

'■'  It  gave  him  real  pleasure,  he  said,  to  hear  that  his 
works  were  almost  the  only  thing  which  Mr,  Darwin  read 
during  the  last  year  of  his  life,  till  he  heard  that  Mr. 
Darwin  suffered  from  a  kind  of  mental  atrophy,  and  was 
forbidden  to  read  anything  but  absolute  drivel.  ' 

George  Manville  Fenn,  the  novelist  of  adventure, 
is  now  sixty-four  years  old.  He  does  not  look  his 
age,  however,  for  he  has  a  tall,  light,  active  figure, 
thick,  fair  hair  and  beard,  and  keen  blue  eyes. 


The  New  Magazines. 
The  frontispiece  of  the  Midsummer  Holiday 
(August)  Century  is  "  Pennsylvania  Avenue  in  Mid- 
winter," one  of  many  drawings  by  A.  Castaigne 
accompanying  F.  Marion  Crawford's  article  on 
"Washington  as  a  Spectacle."  The  fourth  part 
of  Messrs.  Allen  and  Sachtleben's  series,  "  Across 
Asia  on  a  Bicycle,"  records  the  trip  from  Samarkand 
to  Kuldja,  the  first  considerable  town  within  the 
Chinese  frontier.  Professor  E.  L.  Richards,  of 
Yale  University,  discusses  "  Walking  asa  Pastime." 
Russell  Sturgis  describes  "The  Coleman  Collec- 
tion of  Antique  Glass."  The  first  of  the  selections 
from  the  unpublished  correspondence  of  Edgar 
Allan  Poe,  edited  by  George  E.  Woodberry,  ap- 
pears under  the  title  of  "  Poe  in  the  South,"  being 
the  period  of  his  relation  with  the  Sout/iern  Literary 
Messenger  of  Richmond.  Accompanying  the  letters 
are  two  drawings  by  Albert  E.  Sterner,  illustrative 
of  "The  Masque  of  the  Red  Death"  and  "The 
Fall  of  the  House  of  Usher,"  and  Mr.  Cole's  en- 
graving of  Poe.  "  Dr.  Morton's  Discovery  of 
Anesthesia"  is  described  by  E.  L.  Snell.  Quentin 
Massys  is  T.  Cole's  "Old  Dutch  Master"  of  the 
month.  Senator  George  F.  Hoar  writes  of  the 
"Right  and  Expediency"  of  the  woman-suffrage 
question,  and  the  Rev.  J.  M.  Buckley,  D.  D., 
treats  of  its  "  Wrongs  and  Perils,"  and  each  replies 
to  the  other  in  a  brief  postscript.  Mme.  Blanc,  of 
the  Revue  des  Deux  Maudes  (better  known  to  the 
literary  world  as  Th.  Bentzon).  contributes  a  paper 
on  "  Conversation  in  France,"  in  which  she  de- 
scribes the  chief  salons  of  contemporary  France. 
In  the  way  of  fiction,  Mr.  Crawford  deals  with  Bar 
Harbor  ;  Mrs.  Harrison  with  New  York  city  ;  Mr. 
John  Fox,  Jr.,  with  the  Kentucky  mountaineers; 
Mr.  George  Wharton  Edwards  with  the  Canadian 
sea-coast ;  Mrs.  Virginia  Frazer  Boyle  with  the 
Tennessee  negroes  ;  and  Mrs.  Mary  Hallock  Foote 
with  Idaho  frontiersmen.  Among  the  poets  of  the 
number  are  Edgar  Fawcett,  Frank  Dempster  Sher- 
man, James  Whitcorr.b  Riley,  and  Dora  Read 
Goodale.  Public  topics  discussed  are:  "Intelli- 
gent Citizenship,"  "  Legal  Tender  Money  in  His- 
tory," and  "  The  Senate  and  the  Constitution." 

Harper's  Magazine  for  August  has  for  its  frontis- 
piece "On  Shark  River,"  by  Victor  Bernstrom, 
accompanying  Julian  Ralph's  article  on  "  Old  Mon- 
mouth," illustrated  by  Bergstrom  and  W.  T.  Smed- 
ley  ;  George  Card  Pease  describes  a  trip  "  Up  the 
Norway  Coast,"  with  illustrations  by  T.  de  Thul- 
strup  ;  W.  Hamilton  Gibson  writes  and  illustrates 
an  article  on  "  A  Few  Edible  Toadstools  and  Mush- 
rooms"; George  W.  Smalley,  in  "Chapters  in 
Journalism,"  gives  a  war-correspondent's  reminis- 
cences of  the  battle  of  Antietam  and  describes  the 
establishment  of  the  Tribune's  London  bureau 
during  the  Austro-Prussian  and  Franco-German 
wars  ;  and  Frederick  Remington  writes  and  illus- 
trates an  article  on  "  Stubble  and  Slough  in 
Dakota."  Du  Maurier  concludes  his  novel,  "Tril- 
by"; W.  D.  Howells  concludes  his  "First  Visit 
to  New  England"  ;  and  C.  D.  Warner  continues 
his  novel  of  modern  New  York,  "  The  Golden 
House."     In  short  stories,  Richard  Harding  Davis 


contributes  "  The  Editor's  Story";  Owen  Wister, 
"  The  Serenade  at  Siskiyou  "  ;  Elsie  S.  Nordhoff— 
a  daughter  of  Charles  Nordhoff— "  Heimweh  "  ; 
Louise  Belts  Edwards,  "  Step- Brother  to  Dives"  ; 
Brander  Matthews,  "A  Vista  in  Central  Park," 
in  his  Vignettes  of  Manhattan  ;  and  Zoe  Dana 
Underbill,  "The  Inn  of  San  Jacinto."  The  verse 
is  by  Alfred  Perceval  Graves,  Marion  Wilcox,  and 
Charles  D.  G.  Roberts.  In  the  Editor's  Study, 
Charles  Dudley  Warner  discusses  "The  American 
Spirit,"  "  Vulgarity  in  Fiction,"  and  "  A  Memorial 
to  George  William  Curtis." 

Scribner's  Magazine  for  August  is  a  fiction  num- 
ber. It  contains  six  short  stories  :  Mr.  Bun- 
ner,  in  "  French  for  a  Fortnight,"  describes  a 
strict  clergyman  living  with  a  French  family 
near  New  York;  Mr.  Robertson's  "She  and 
Journalism  "  is  a  love-story  ;  Mr.  Shelton,  in  "  The 
Missing  Evidence  in  the  Case  of  the  People  versus 
Dangerking,"  tells  an  old-fashioned  detective  story  ; 
Octave  Uzanne's  "The  End  of  Books"  is  a  peep 
into  the  future,  when  books  and  newspapers  will  be 
furnished  by  the  phonograph  ;  "  An  Undiscovered 
Murder,"  by  T.  R.  Sullivan,  is  a  tale  of  real  im- 
agination ;  pathos  is  furnished  in  "  Awaiting  Judg- 
ment," by  W.  Graily  Hewitt.  In  addition  to  the 
short  fiction,  there  is  an  amusing  installment  of 
George  W.  Cable's  serial  story,  "John  March, 
Southerner."  "Newport"  is  the  subject  of  an 
article  by  W.  C.  Brownell,  illustrated  by  W. 
S.  Vanderbilt  Allen.  One  of  Octave  Thanet's 
sketches  of  American  types  is  "  The  People 
that  We  Serve,"  with  pictures  by  A.  B.  Frost. 
Mr.  Hamerton  has  selected  for  this  month's  frontis- 
piece "  The  Poet  With  the  Mandolin,"  by  Carolus 
Duran.  A  literary  feature  of  interest'is  a  batch  of 
letters  from  James  Russell  Lowell  to  Poe,  written 
when  the  former  was  about  twenty-five  years  of  age 
and  was  editing  the  Pioneer.  The  number  contains 
only  one  poem,  a  ballad  by  C.  G.  D.  Roberts.  The 
Point  of  View  discusses  "Domestic  Service," 
"  Degrees  of  Common  Sense,"  and  "  The  Talk  in 
Novels." 

The  Fortnightly  Review  has  for  leading  article  a 
eulogism  of  the  American  navy  and  the  constructive 
ability  displayed  by  our  builders  and  of  the  Ameri- 
can naval  officer.  The  Rev.  H.  R.  Haweis,  in  his 
article,  "  The  King,  the  Pope,  and  Crispi,"  repeats 
the  impossible  story  that  Louis  Napoleon  had 
Cavour  bled  to  death,  and  paid  only  thirty  thousand 
francs  for  the  job.  "  Poems  in  Prose,"  by  Oscar 
Wilde,  has  the  merit  of  being  curious.  Admirers 
of  Ivan  TurgeniefF  will  find  a  short  novelette  by 
this  master,  entitled  "  Faust,''  which  is  well  trans- 
lated. Something  quite  novel  is  M.  Paul  Ver- 
laine's  experiences  in  England  as  a  tutor. 

According  to  the  July  Blackwood's  Magazine, 
Africa  will  always  furnish  Mahdis.  The  two  sects 
— Sunnis  and  Shiahs — will  forever  remain  rivals  in 
the  production  of  a  bona-fide  prophet.  No  Mahdi 
is  an  impostor  as  long  as  he  is  successful.  The 
principal  articles  in  the  number  are  "  Place  Names 
in  Scotland,"  "  Six  Weeks  in  Java,"  a  clever 
fishery  article  entitled  "  The  Red  Bodice  and  the 
Black  Fly,"  a  historical  article  on  the  Battle  of 
Preston,  and  the  "  African  Crisis  with  France  and 
Germany." 

In  the  current  Nineteenth  Century,  Mr.  Swin- 
burne has  a  sonnet  on  the  death  of  Carnot — re- 
printed elsewhere  in  this  issue.  An  article  by  Mrs. 
Sidney  Webb  treats  with  disdain  the  work  of  the 
English  Labor  Commission.  In  "  A  Land  of  In- 
credible Barbarity,"  the  Earl  of  Meath  exposes  the 
cruelties  exercised  by  the  former  Sultan  of  Morocco. 
Frederick  Harrison  writes  of  the  claims  of  Edward 
Gibbon,  and  declares  that  the  "  Decline  and  Fall  " 
is  the  sole  type  of  the  perfect  literary  history. 

"  Alsace  and  Lorraine,"  by  S.  J.  Capper,  in  the 
Contemporary,  shows  what  are  social  and  political 
conditions  in  the  newly  acquired  German  states. 
Mr.  Stead's  "  Incidents  of  the  Labor  War  in 
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VANITY    FAIR. 


In  the  closing  chapter  of  "  Mensonges,"  the  last 
of  "The  Immortals"  leaves  his  hero  moralizing 
over  cetie  miserable  luxe  moderne  and  the  supreme 
value  it  has  acquired  in  the  estimation  of  woman. 
It  is  perfectly  true  that  the  sum  which  our  grand- 
mothers disbursed  in  the  adornment  of  their  per- 
sons would  not  keep  the  daughters  of  this  genera- 
tion in  gloves.  The  key-note  of  their  lives  was 
simplicity.  The  natural  feminine  passion  for  trash 
exhausted  itself  in  an  occasional  yard  of  frilling 
and  a  permanent  string  of  pearls  which  was  an 
heirloom.  With  a  simper,  she  wore  them  all  till 
some  man  took  her  to  his  bosom,  and  black  silk 
replaced  the  muslin  of  her  maidenhood.  Intelli- 
gent luxury,  as  we  understand  it — the  worthy  setting 
of  a  jewel,  the  radiations  that  revolve  around  and 
emanate  from  the  sun  of  womanhood — was  to  her 
an  unknown  art.  Economy,  that  last  folly  of  the 
impecunious,  came  naturally  to  the  women  of  the 
fifties.  They  saved,  possibly  that  we  might  spend, 
though  in  the  pence  they  hoarded  lay  their  hus- 
bands'opportunity  for  riotous  living.  Nowadays, 
life  is  competition  from  start  to  finish,  and  the 
spoil  is  to  the  strong  without  respect  of  persons, 
except  from  the  modiste's  point  of  view,  It  is  not 
that  women  have  grown  callous,  but  clearer-sighted, 
realizing  that  virtue  may  be  clothed  on  with  loveli- 
ness without  losing  its  bloom.  The  cult  of  beauty, 
too,  has  been  preached  unto  the  people  and 
gained  proselytes  of  intelligence.  So  many  since 
Rossetti  have  sung  the  praises  of  "that  lady 
beauty,"  that  she  has  become  an  ideal  to  the  femi- 
nine aspiration — an  ideal  to  be  lived  at  all  costs. 
It  is  just  this  question  of  cost  that  harasses  the  de- 
votee, just  this  implication  of  the  almighty  dollar 
that  makes  the  life  of  beauty  a  luxury.  Unless  you 
have  an  income  in  four  figures,  the  path  of  beauty 
leads  to  the  bankruptcy  court.  So  our  daughters 
(the  revolting  ones),  who  have  no  dot  to  gild  their 
charms,  have  come  to  the  conclusion  that  it  is  easier 
to  work  for  money  than  to  do  without  it.  They  are 
not  squeamish  in  their  choice  of  work  so  long  as  it 
is  lucrative.  Some  of  them  keep  bonnet-shops,  a 
few  journalize  under  the  rose  and  divulge  the  vie 
intime  of  their  dearest  friends  in  the  society  papers 
for  less  than  thirty  pieces  of  silver.  But  the  EI 
Dorado  of  the  dowerless  damsel's  ambition  is  to  go 
on  the  stage,  that  traditional  royal  road  to  riches. 
Some  of  the  pretty  ones  do  go  on  the  stage  and 
drift  gradually  into  the  herd  of  diclassie  women, 
which  is  bad,  or  marry  an  actor,  which  is  worse. 
Here  and  there,  one  of  them  possessing  real  ability 
comes  to  the  front  ;  then  all's  for  the  best  in 
the  best  of  all  possible  worlds.  But  the  majority, 
who  have  no  brains  to  speak  of,  soon  discover  that 
their  taste  for  luxury  develops  in  inverse  pro- 
portion to  their  salary  ;  and  that  way  disaster  of 
some  sort  lies.  For  the  laborers  behind  the  foot- 
lights are  many  and  the  prizes  are  few.  After  all, 
one  can  scarcely  marvel  at  this  frequent  fever  for  a 
histrionic  career,  seeing  how  much  of  allurement 
there  is  in  the  life  of  a  successful  actress.  It  is  true 
that  the  best  of  it  is  all  on  the  surface— the  adula- 
tion of  the  crowd,  the  applause  of  the  elect,  the 
purple  and  fine  linen  coupled  with  the  flesh-pots  of 
Egypt.  And  all  this  without  any  of  the  responsi- 
bility usually  inseparable  from  wealth  and  without 
any  of  the  restraint  inseparable  from  social  position. 

An  over-enterprising  New  York  lawyer  has  pro- 
posed to  furnish  wives  en  vacanees  with  accurate 
information  of  their  husbands'  doings  in  their  ab- 
sence. The  circular  setting  forth  the  lawyer's 
dubious  project  was  spread  broadcast,  through  the 
mails,  among  married  women  sojourning  at  the 
most  modish  watering  -  places  of  the  East.  It 
hinted  of  wild  and  wayward  hilarity  on  the  part  of 
the  husband,  whom  thjs  trusting  wife  fondly  im- 
agined sweltering  and  paling  under  the  heat  and 
toil  of  the  town.  The  true  inwardness  of  affairs, 
it  was  suggested,  might  be  kept  within  the  certain 
knowledge  of  the  wife  at  a  very  moderate  cost, 
and  "  if  you  do  not  require  our  services  now,"  the 
circular  concludes,  demoniacally,  "save  our  ad- 
dress, for  you  may  need  us  sooner  than  you  can 
now  imagine."  The  promptitude  with  which  the 
entire  community  cried  out  against  toleration  of 
any  such  scheme  as  that  proposed  by  the  New 
York  lawyer  is  noteworthy.  Like  a  flash  (says  the 
Illustrated  American  J  came  the  protests  from  the 
public — from  the  bench,  from  the  police,  from  hus- 
bands, and,  strangely  enough,  from  wives. 

Apropos  of  the  fact  that  every  second  pretty 
woman  you  meet  in  London  now  has  hair  of  the 
orthodox  red  color,  lighter  or  darker  according  to 
the  way  in  which  the  henna  has  acted,  a  fashion- 
writer  asks  :  "Why  should  there  not  be  a  fashion 
in  the  color  of  our  hair  as  well  as  in  our  garments  ? 
In  old  Venice  the  fair  dames  sat  on  the  flowery 
roofs  of  the  houses,  in  the  burning  sunshine,  to 
woo  Phcebus's  kisses,  after  their  tire-women  had 
tinted  their  tresses  ;  and  all  the  beauties  of  that 
fascinating  epoch  look  out  of  their  frames  under  a 
nimbus  of  red  gold — even  as  Botticelli  virgins,  and 
n  later  years  the  fair  Geraldine,  the  Empress 
Eugenie,  all,  from  Venus  herself  to  the  lovely 
Jewesses  of  the  Caucasus,  who  are  said  to  be  the 
most  beautiful  of  women,  were  proud  of  the  color 
we  now  seek  to  imitate.     Not  always,  however,  do 


we  quite  succeed  ;  for  you  will  see  occasionally 
cherry-colored  hair  too  horrible  for  words.  The 
purest  auburn  is  to  be  found  among  the  Irish  girls 
— dark  brown,  with  a  red  sunbeam  imprisoned  in 
its  meshes.  It  is,  to  my  mind,  the  most  perfect  of 
all,  and  inimitable.  The  Venetian  red  has  to  be 
'  lived  up  to  '  ;  it  requires  stiff  and  superb  brocades 
and  velvets,  the  colors  of  old  cathedral  glass, 
strings  of  pearls  and  curiously  wrought  gold  orna- 
ments, and,  above  all,  \ht  ferronniere — a  thin  chain 
of  gold  worn  on  the  hair,  from  which  a  single 
jewel  pendant  hangs  on  the  forehead.  The  modern 
bonnet  would  be  an  abomination  on  such  a  coiffure, 
the  Gainsborough  hat  alone  being  permissible." 


Time  was  when  the  American  was  the  only 
Anglo-Saxon  with  a  middle  letter  in  his  name. 
Three  or  four  names  might  have  been  given  the 
Englishman  at  baptism,  but  he  never  mentioned 
them  in  after  life,  confining  himself  to  "James," 
"John,"  "Henry,"  or  some  other  simple  name. 
The  Frenchman,  the  Spaniard,  and  the  Italian  were 
addicted  to  the  possession  of  from  four  to  forty 
names  each,  but  (says  the  New  York  Times  J  they 
would  have  scorned  the  idea  of  indicating  any  of 
them  by  a  mere  initial.  The  American,  however, 
uniformly  called  himself  "John  G.,"  or  "James 
S.."  or  "  Henry  C,"  or  some  similar  combination 
of  a  name  and  a  letter' prefixed  to  his  family  name. 
So  exclusively  American  was  this  practice  that, 
when  a  French  novelist  invented  an  American  for 
his  own  use,  he  wrote  of  him  as  "Sir  John  X. 
Smith"  or  "  Milor  James  Z.  Jones."  Another 
American  custom  is  that  of  beginning  one's  name 
with  an  initial  and  continuing  it  with  a  mid- 
dle name.  This  is  rapidly  dying  out.  The 
American  of  to-day  is  rapidly  adopting  the  practice 
of  writing  his  three  names  in  full.  Meanwhile, 
there  is  in  England  a  growing  tendency  to  use  the 
initial  letter  of  the  middle  name.  Mr.  Gladstone, 
who  has  always  written  his  name  "  William  E. 
Gladstone,"  is  primarily  responsible  for  this  inno- 
vation. Thousands  of  Englishmen,  whose  creed  is 
that  whatever  Mr.  Gladstone  does  must  be  right, 
have  grown  to  consider  "  W.  E.  Gladstone"  as  on 
the  whole  preferable  to  "  W.  Gladstone,"  and  many 
of  them  have  followed  their  great  leader's  example 
in  the  management  of  their  names. 


A  South- Western  deacon,  on  going  to  a  fashion- 
able dinner,  could  scarcely  be  detained  (says  the 
Evening  Sun  J  when  he  found  he  was  to  take  an- 
other woman  than  his  wife  to  the  table.  After 
that  experience  there  was  no  story  of  fashionable 
life  that  he  was  not  ready  to  believe.  "That  is  the 
way  everything  begins,"  he  said  ;  "  what  God  hath 
joined  together  let  no  man  put  asunder,"  he 
added,  solemnly.  A  flippant  dinner-giver  inquires, 
on  her  part.  Why  must  people  be  asked  for  din- 
ner in  pairs,  like  the  animals  in  the  ark  ?  Family 
affection  is  an  admirable  trait,  but  it  spoils  many 
dinners.  Her  own  formula  for  a  proper  dinner  is  : 
A  beauty,  an  eligible,  and  an  adorer — a  relative 
may  here  be  interjected  ;  a  good  talker,  two  listen- 
ers, and  a  lady  journalist — it  is  an  Englishwoman 
speaking  ;  a  duke,  an  American  millionaire,  a 
dowager,  and  a  Dodo  ;  a  bishop,  a  rich  bene- 
factress, a  skeptical  scientific  gentleman,  and  a 
pretty  actress.  This  allows  for  four  tables  of  four 
each.  The  host  and  hostess  should  keep  the 
bores  to  themselves.  There  should  not  be  more 
than  three  of  these,  and  the  people  who  give  big 
dinners  ought  not  to  expect  to  be  amused. 

Here  is  a  curious  matrimonial  advertisement  pub- 
lished in  an  American  newspaper  in  1737  :  "  A 
middle-aged  gentleman,  barely  turned  sixty  and  as 
yet  unmarried,  is  desirous  of  altering  his  condition. 
He  has  a  good  estate,  sound  constitution,  and  easy 
temper,  and,  having  worn  out  the  follies  of  youth, 
will  be  determined  by  reason  in  the  choice  of  the 
lady  he  intends  to  make  happy.  She  must  be  up- 
ward of  fifteen  and  under  twenty-five.  Her  size 
must  be  moderate,  her  shape  natural,  her  person 
clean,  and  her  countenance  pleasing.  She  must 
be  lively  in  her  humor,  but  not  smart  in  her  con- 
versation ;  sensible,  but  utterly  unaffected  with  wit  ; 
her  temper  without  extremes,  neither  too  hasty, 
and  never  sullen.  Then  she  must  invariably  ob- 
serve all  forms  of  breeding  in  public  places  and 
mixed  company,  but  may  lay  them  all  aside  among 
her  acquaintances.  She  must  have  no  affectation 
but  that  of  hiding  her  perfection,  which  her  own 
sex  will  forgive  and  the  other  more  quickly  dis- 
cover. She  shall  be  restrained  in  nothing — the 
gentleman  having  observed  that  restraint  only 
makes  good  women  bad,  and  bad  women  worse. 
In  some  things,  perhaps,  she  may  be  stinted,  which 
is  the  only  method  he  will  take  to  signify  his  dis- 
like to  any  part  of  her  conduct.  Any  lady  whose 
friends  are  of  opinion  (her  own  opinion  will  not  do) 
that  she  is  qualified  as  above,  and  has  a  mind  to 
dispose  of  herself,  may  hear  of  a  purchaser  by  leav- 
ing with  the  printer  hereof  a  letter  directed  to  C.  D." 


The  question  of  women  smoking,  which  has 
been  agitated  on  and  off  for  many  years  in  this 
country,  has  been  solved  in  England,  according  to 
returning  tourists  (says  the  New  York  Sun),  by 
the  victory  of  the  smokers.  Ladies  of  the  older 
fashion  bewail  the  fact  that  the  Princess  of  Wales, 
who  is  known  to  smoke  cigarettes  after  dinner,  has 


set  an  approved  seal  upon  the  fashion  of  women 
smoking  by  presenting  brides  with  cigarette-holders 
and  cigarette-cases.  Women,  in  the  public  dining- 
rooms  of  the  Savoy,  Berkley,  and  Continental 
hotels  in  London,  now  openly  smoke  a  cigarette 
after  luncheon,  and  the  sight  is  so  common  that 
only  Americans  stare  at  them.  At  ladies'  luncheon- 
parties  in  England  cigarettes  are  invariably  passed 
around  with  the  coffee  ;  and  where  one  woman  out 
of  ten  formerly  took  a  cigarette  defiantly,  it  is  said 
that  six  or  eight  out  of  ten  now  take  a  cigarette  as 
a  matter  of  course.  The  magazines  and  reviews 
are  full  of  protests  against  it  all ;  but  the  fashion 
has  apparently  come  to  stay. 


The  action  of  Olive  Schreiner,  who,  since  her 
marriage  to  Mr.  Cromwright,  is  Mrs.  Olive 
Schreiner,  and  whose  husband  has  obligingly  be- 
come Mr.  Cromwright  Schreiner,  according  to  his 
visiting  cards,  has  aroused  no  end  of  newspaper 
comment.  One  journal  finds  that  it  foreshadows 
the  complications  the  race  is  likely  to  encounter 
early  in  the  twentieth  century.  "The  brightest 
reputation,  the  greatest  fortune,  the  strongest 
nature  will  prevail,  and  many  a  man  will  be  lost  to 
fame  and  friends  behind  his  wife's  name.  Curious 
conflicts  will  arise.  There  will  be  pre-nuptial  specu- 
lations among  friends  of  an  evenly-matched  pair  as 
to  whether  the  ceremony  which  unites  John  Smith 
and  Mary  Jones  will  produce  a  couple  of  Smiths  or 
Joneses.  A  marriage  will  come  to  have  all  the  zest 
and  uncertainty  of  a  horse-race,  and  pools  will  be 
sold  on  it." 

When  Napoleon  founded  his  school  at  Ecouen, 
he  put  the  question  to  himself,  "  What  are  we 
going  to  teach  these  demoiselles  ?  "  Then  he  an- 
swered it  :  "  First,  religion  in  all  its  severity.  No 
modification  on  this  point  is  to  be  admitted."  Al- 
though subsequently  he  admits  that  the  necessity 
of  a  constant  and  perpetual  resignation  can  not  be 
fulfilled  without  a  gentle  and  charitable  religion. 
Further,  he  recommends  that  the  pupils  shall  be 
taught  to  cipher  and  write,  and  shall  know  as  much 
of  their  language  as  shall  insure  correct  spelling. 
They  shall  learn  a  little  geography  and  history,  but 
cautions  that  they  shall  be  taught  no  Latin,  nor 
any  foreign  language  whatever.  For  the  elder 
girls  he  admits  a  little  botany  and  a  "  light "  course 
of  physical  and  natural  science,  that  they  may  not 
be  too  ignorant  and  especially  to  preserve  them 
from  stupid  superstition.  "  Let  them,  at  any  rate," 
he  says,  "be  kept  to  facts  and  .prevented  from 
reasoning."  And.  finally,  for  three-quarters  of  the 
day  all  the  girls,  without  exception,  must  be  kept 
at  manual  labor. 


It  is  entertaining  to  read  the  criticisms  of  Ameri- 
can women  in  the  English  journals.  This  season, 
probably  because  they  have  come  to  the  front  more 
prominently  than  ever  before,  the  approbation 
awarded  to  them  has  been  tempered  with  a  little 
quiet  sarcasm.  For  instance,  we  hear  that  "  Mrs. 
Naylor-Leland,  at  the  queen's  ball,  looked  nice  in 
white  and  silver,  but  her  crown  fell  too  low  upon 
her  head,"  and  that  Lady  Craven,  at  the  same 
grand  function,  "was  lovely  in  her  white  brocade 
cloak,  trimmed  with  pink  roses,  but  looked  quite 
gone  off  in  her  decollete"  bodice."  At  Mrs.  Caven- 
dish-Bentinck's  dinner-dance  mention  is  made  of 
Mrs.  Arthur  Paget,  who  brought  with  her  "  a  very 
pretty  Miss  Vanderbilt,  who  is  said  to  be  fabulously 
rich,  but  wore  a  very  ugly  frock."  Lady  Essex  is 
the  only  American  to  whom  unqualified  praise  is 
given,  and  she  is  spoken  of  as  "  far  and  away  the 
prettiest  woman  in  the  royal  inclosure  at  Ascot,  in  a 
gown  of  heliotrope  satin,  with  mantle  and  bonnet 
of  white  lace." 


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August  6,  1894. 


Country  Club  Outing. 
The  fifth  annual  outing  of  the  Country  Club  will 
be  given  this  year  under  the  combined  auspices  of 
the  members  of  that  club  and  of  the  Burlingame 
Club.  It  will  be  held  at  Del  Monte  on  Thursday, 
Friday,  Saturday,  and  Sunday,  August  23d,  24th, 
25th,  and  26th,  and  the  attractions  will  be  so  varied 
and  interesting  that  a  large  attendance  and  a  com- 
plete success  are  assured.  A  special  train  will  leave 
Third  and  Townsend  Streets  on  Thursday  after- 
noon, August  23d,  and  after  dinner  there  will  be  a 
concert  by  the  Country  Club  Band  of  sixty  pieces. 
The  races  will  take  place  on  Friday,  and  purses  ag- 
gregating five  hundred  dollars  have  been  con- 
tributed. The  contestants  must  be  members  of  the 
clubs  invited  to  participate.  The  track,  which  is 
now  in  process  of  construction,  is  located  about 
half  a  mile  east  of  the  hotel,  and  the  grand-stand 
will  accommodate  about  one  thousand  people.  The 
structure  will,  however,  be  but  a  temporary  one,  as 
the  Pacific  Improvement  Company  intend  making 
the  track  a  permanent  feature  and  during  the  year 
will  erect  buildings  and  a  grand-stand  there  that 
will  be  perfectly  equipped  for  racing  purposes. 

The  first  race  will  be  for  ponies  not  exceeding 
fourteen  hands  one  inch  high,  and  the  distance 
will  be  one-fourth  of  a  mile.  The  second  race 
will  be  a  steeple-chase  for  ponies  of  the  above 
height,  the  distance  being  one  and  a  quarter  miles. 
The  third  race  will  be  one  mile  for  horses  and 
galloways  ;  and  the  fourth  will  be  a  half-mile  for 
ponies,  under  the  same  conditions  as  the  first. 
The  fifth  and  last  race  will  be  a  handicap  steeple- 
chase of  two  miles  for  five  and  six-year-olds.  En- 
tries close  on  August  15th,  and  are  to  be  made 
with  Mr.  R.  H.  Sprague  at  the  Pacific-Union  Club. 
The  following  gentlemen  will  officiate  : 

Mr.  Basil  Ricketts Starter 

Mr.  G.  W.  Ryder Clerk  of  Course 

Mr.  T.  F.  Meagher Clerk  of  Scales 

Mr.  J.  A.  Carroll Time-Keeper 

Major  J.  L,  Rathbone     i 

Mr.  Joseph  Clark  >  Judges 

Colonel  Harry  Thornton) 

Mr.  Harry  Babcock      "1 

Mr.  F.  R.  Webster 

Mr.  W.  H.  Howard        [  c,  , 

Mr.H.  T.Scott  f Stewards. 

Mr.  Henry  J.  Crocker 
Mr.  John  Parrott  J 

In  the  evening  there  will  be  a  ball  at  the  hotel 
and  a  grand  display  of  fireworks.  Saturday  will  be 
devoted  to  trap-shooting  for  five  silver  cups,  five  : 
gold  medals,  and  the  Shreve  championship  gold 
and  silver  cup,  valued  at  five  hundred  dollars,  for  , 
the  best  score  of  the  day,  to  be  won  two  years  by 
the  same  man.  The  feature  of  Sunday  will  be  a 
parade  of  traps.  The  people  who  are  invited  to 
attend  the  outing  are  the  members  of  the  Bur- 
lingame, Pacific -Union,  University,  Bohemian, 
Cosmos,  Athenian,  Santa  Monica  Polo,  and  S,anta 
Barbara  Jockey  Clubs,  and  the  officers  of  the  army 
and  navy,  with  ladies. 


LITERARY    NOTES. 


Mr.  Henry  Heyman,  of  this  city,  served  as  one 
of  the  jurors  at  the  Royal  Conservatoire  of  Music 
at  Liege,  France,  on  July  10th  and  nth,  with  M. 
Theodore  Radoux,  M.  Ovide  Musin,  M.  J.  B. 
Colyns,  and  M.  Beyes.  He  was  the  subject  of 
quite  an  extended  article  in  L Express,  of  Liege,  on 
July  12th,  and  was  most  favorably  commented  on. 
Mr.  Heyman  was  in  London  last  week. 


Miss  Louise  Conness,  daughter  of  ex-Senator 
Conness,  formerly  of  California,  was  married  re- 
cently in  Mattapan,  Mass.,  to  Captain  Almeric 
Edmund  Fredric  Rich,  who  was  formerly  con- 
nected with  the  British  army.  The  bride  visited 
here  a  couple  of  years  ago  as  the  guest  of  Mr.  and 
Mrs.  Homer  S.  King.  1 


Mr.  Nathan  Strauss,  of  New  York,  has  followed 
up  his  wise  system  of  practical  charity  which  he  in- 
augurated in  his  retail  coal  business  last  winter, 
with  sterilized  milk  stations.  He  has  established 
stands  in  the  various  East  Side  and  down-town 
small  parks,  where  perfectly  pure  and  thoroughly 
sterilized  milk  will  be  sold  by  the  glass  or  nursing- 
bottle  at  the  nominal  price  of  one  cent. 


JIbsolutely 
Pure 

A  cream  of  tartar  baking  powder.  High- 
est of  all  in  leavening  strength.  —  Latest 
United  States  Government  Food  Report. 

Roy?l  Baking  Powder  Co., 
106  Wall  St.,"N.  Y. 


New  Publications. 
Stanley  J.   Weyman's   stirring  romance,    "The 
House  of  the  Wolf,"  has  been  issued  in  the  Globe 
Library    published    by    Rand,    McNally    &    Co., 
Chicago  ;  price,  25  cents. 

A  paper-covered  edition  of  W.  Clark  Russell's 
story,  "  List,  Ye  Landsmen  :  A  Romance  of  Inci- 
dent," has  been  issued  by  the  Cassell  Publishing 
Company,  New  York  ;  price,  50  cents. 

"Sarah:  A  Survival,"  by  Sydney  Christian,  is 
an  English  novel  which  tells  the  history  of  Sarah 
Thornborough,  a  member  of  one  of  the  old  county 
families.  "  There  has  not  been  a  tame  man  among 
us,  nor  an  ugly  woman,"  Sarah's  uncle  was  often 
heard  to  say,  and,  with  such  a  family  tradition, 
Sarah's  life,  up  to  the  time  she  is  married  and  set- 
tled, is  full  of  interest.  Published  by  Harper  & 
Brothers,  New  York  ;  price,  50  cents. 

"Major  Joshua,"  by  Francis  Forster,  is  a  suffi- 
ciently remarkable  production.  The  major  is  an 
irascible  gentleman  who  iives  to  eat,  to  drink  good 
wine,  and  to  play  whist.  Of  course  he  is  a  very 
selfish  man,  and  his  influence  on  Mrs.  Fenwick  in- 
duces that  lady  to  bring  up  her  children  in  an  unusual 
manner.  One  daughter,  jealous  of  the  other,  at- 
tempts to  poison  her  sister  and  then  sets  her  room  on 
fire  ;  eventually  she  drowns  herself.  The  other  mar- 
ries and  flirts  desperately  to  make  her  husband  jeal- 
ous. One  of  her  ante-nuptial  precautions  is  to  cross- 
question  her  future  husband's  servant  to  learn  if 
his  master  is  nice  in  his  personal  habits.  The  story 
is  amateurish,  but  sufficiently  so  to  be  rather  amus- 
ing. Published  by  Longmans,  Green  &  Co.,  New 
York. 

In  "  Essays,"  by  Emily  Oliver  Gibbes,  are  printed 
the  lady's  impressions  of  Renan's  "Life  of  Jesus," 
De  Tunzelmann's  "  Electricity  in  Modern  Life," 
Mivart's  "Christianity  and  Roman  Paganism," 
and  Strauss's  "  Life  of  Jesus."  Here  is  a  specimen 
brick  from  the  second  essay  : 

"  We  have  in  '  Electricity  in  Modern  Life '  an  account 
of  the  phonograph,  and  how  wax  is  used  in  making  it. 
We  have  always  thought  that  this  explains  how  what  we 
Afur  when  very  young  returns  to  us  in  after  years.  We 
speak  to  a  child,  it  hears  with  its  ears,  in  which  is  some 
wax  ;  the  brain  receives  what  the  ear  hears,  and  in  after 
years  or  old  age  the  brain  repeats  the  first  impressions 
which  were  made  by  the  wax  on  the  brain." 

To  this  brilliant  demonstration  is  appended  the 
incontrovertible  corollary  "  We  should  be  careful, 
then,  how  we  instruct  very  young  children."  Pub- 
lished by  Charles  T.  Dillingham  &  Co.,  New 
York. 

"  A  Superfluous  Woman  "  is  one  of  those  novels 
in  which  a  nervous,  fin-de-siecle  woman  breaks 
away  from  the  trammels  of  convention.  The  hero- 
ine is  "  the  most  beautiful  woman  in  England  and 
one  of  the  richest,"  but  having  "  a  splenetic  seizure 
brought  on  by  ennui  and  excessive  high-breeding," 
she  renounces  a  brilliant  match  and  goes  back  to 
Naure  in  the  Scottish  Highlands.  Here  she  meets 
one  of  Nature's  noblemen,  a  farmer  whose  nature  is 
of  "  massive  simplicity,"  and  they  love  each  other 
in  spite  of  all  differences  of  breeding,  station,  and 
acquired  tastes.  But  death  intervenes  to  prevent 
the  mating  of  two  such  opposite  characters.  The 
story  has  attracted  not  a  little  attention  in  England, 
partly  on  its  intrinsic  merit  and  partly  because  it 
may  seem  to  suggest  one  alternative  for  those 
women  who  are  revolting  against  marrying  the  men 
in  their  own  sphere.  Published  by  the  Cassell 
Publishing  Company,  New  York  ;  price,  50  cents. 

"The  Footprints  of  the  Jesuits,"  by  ex-Secre- 
tary of  the  Navy  R.  W.  Thompson,  is  an  able  his- 
tory of  the  famous  Society  of  Jesus  in  the  Roman 
Catholic  Church  and  a  powerful  arraignment  of 
them  as  politi co-religious  conspirators  against  the 
Government  of  the  United  States.  In  the  early 
chapters,  Mr.  Thompson  describes  the  foundation 
of  the  order  by  Ignatius  Loyola,  and  discusses  its 
constitution  and  government.  Then,  taking  up  its 
history,  he  writes  of  "  The  Struggle  for  France." 
"  The  Society  Enters  Germany,"  and  its  growth  in 
England,  India,  Paraguay,  and  Portugal,  and  so 
on,  until  the  overthrow  of  the  temporal  power  of 
the  Pope  in  1870.  Subsequent  chapters  are 
"  Papal  Demands,"  "  Present  Attitude  of  the 
Papacy,"  "  The  Church  and  the  State,"  "  The 
Church  Supreme,"  "  Jesuitical  Teachings,"  "  Papal 
Infallibility,"  "  The  Church  and  Literature,"  "  In- 
trigues and  Interpretations,"  and  "Conclusion." 
The  book,  which  contains  nearly  five  hundred 
pages,  is  carefully  indexed.  Published  by  Cranston 
&  Curts,  Cincinnati. 

There  is  enough  material  for  three  or  four  lively 
novels  of  incident  in  "  The  Queen  of  Ecuador,"  by 
R.  M.  Manley.  The  "  queen"  is  the  child  of  an 
Englishman  who,  penetrating  to  the  interior  of 
Peru,  is  taken  for  the  Child  of  the  Sun  who  shall 
raise  up  a  new  empire  for  the  descendants  of  the 
Incas  and  other  native  races.  Her  mother  is  the 
Inca  princess,  and,  though  the  father  manages  to 
send  her  while  an  infant  to  the  United  States, 
where  she  later  becomes  a  hospital  nurse,  the 
memory  of  her  remains  among  the  natives,  and 
they  hope  for  her  return  to  rule  the  Southern  Con- 
tinent from  sea  to  sea.  Financiers  and  politicians 
of  the  conquering  race,  hearing  of  this  belief,  or- 
ganize a  company  to  find  this  young  woman  and 


make  her  Queen  of  Ecuador,  and  on  their  efforts 
and  those  of  their  enemies  to  thwart  them  the 
story  is  built.  The  girl,  of  course,  has  a  lover,  and 
there  is  much  in  the  story  about  an  eccentric  physi- 
cian, who  has  made  a  specialty  of  toxicology  and 
hypnotism  and  employs  his  knowledge  to  accom- 
plish criminal  ends.  Published  by  the  H.  W. 
Hagemann  Publishing  Company,  New  York ; 
price,  50  cents. 

The  presence  of  a  classical  dictionary  among  the 
impedimenta  of  the  engineering  party  that  first  sur- 
veyed Western  New  York  is  said  to  account  for  the 
preponderance  of  classic  Greek  and  Roman  names 
in  the  country  about  Troy,  Syracuse,  and  Carthage, 
and  doubtless  there  is  the  same  explanation  to  be 
made  for  a  similar  phenomenon  in  the  northern 
New  England  States.  However  that  may  be,  there 
are  several  Romes  in  the  north-eastern  corner  of 
the  country,  and  among  them  is  one  which  is  made 
the  basis  of  a  pretty  little  story  by  Laura  E.  Rich- 
ards. It  is  entitled  "  Narcissa,"  after  its  heroine,  a 
poor  little  turkeyherd.  She  believes  that  the 
Rome,  a  neighboring  village  where  her  granduncle 
sells  turkeys,  is  the  Rome  pictured  in  an  engraving 
she  has,  filled  with  temples  and  arches  and  the 
great  Colosseum  ;  and  when — after  imparting  this 
information  to  a  young  man  who  is  traveling  thither 
— she  discovers  her  mistake,  she  sets  out  in  a  ter- 
rific storm  to  set  him  right.  It  is  a  pathetic  little 
story,  and  the  reader  has  a  sense  of  relief  when  at 
last  the  brave  little  maiden  has  a  husband  to  look 
after.  "Narcissa"  gives  its  title  to  a  little  book 
which  contains  also  "In  Verona" — a  story  of  a 
Maine  Verona,  where  the  Romeo  and  Juliet  are 
Bije  Green  and  Betsy  Garlick.  Published  by  Estes 
S;  Lauriant,  Boston  ;  price,  50  cents. 


"  Krautz  Plaats"  is  the  name  of  the  farm  in 
South  Africa  where  Olive  Schreiner,  the  author, 
and  her  husband,  Mr.  Cronwright-Schreiner,  are 
now  living  and  working.  They  have  a  dairy,  and 
in  the  intervals  of  making  butter  both  husband 
and  wife  write.  The  latter,  it  is  said,  considers 
simple  domestic  labor  every  bit  as  elevated  as 
writing  books.  Olive  Schreiner's  "Story  of  An 
African  Farm,"  by  the  way,  has  had  a  sale  in  Eng- 
land of  seventy-three  thousand  copies.  A  new 
edition  of  five  thousand  copies  is  being  prepared. 


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Survey,  are  now  ready  for  issue,  and  copies  can  be 
obtained  at  the  agencies  of  the  survey  in  this  city 
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Movements  and  Whereabouts. 
Annexed  will  be  found  a  resume  of  movements  to 
and  from  this  city  and  coast,  and  of  the  whereabouts 
of  absent  Califomians : 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  J.  M-  Cunningham  and  family  will  leave 
the  Hotel  del  Monte  in  a  few  days  to  enjoy  a  camping 
trip  at  a  point  about  sixty  miles  south  of  Monterey. 

Mrs.  Leland  Stanford  is  at  her  villa  in  Menlo  Park, 
where  she  will  remain  until  autumn. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Joseph  D.  Redding  have  returned  from  a 
prolonged  Eastern  trip. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  T.  C.  Van  Ness  and  Mrs.  Louis  B.  Par- 
rott  and  family  have  been  at  Santa  Monica  during  the 
past  week. 

Mr.  Joseph  D.  Grant  has  returned  to  the  city,  after  a 
three  months'  absence  in  Europe. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Drury  Melone  have  returned  to  Oak 
Knoll  after  a  week's  visit  at  the  Hotel  del  Monte. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Daniel  T.  Murphy  and  Mrs.  A.  J.  Pope 
have  returned  from  a  brief  visit  to  the   Hotel  del  Monte. 

Mrs.  Helen  C.  Huse  and  Mrs.  Charles  G.  Huse  are 
visiting  at  Webber  Lake. 

Mrs.  James  Irvine,  Sr.,  and  Mr.  J.  W.  Byrne  have  re- 
turned from  the  Hotel  del  Monte,  and  will  leave  on  Mon- 
day to  visit  Los  Angeles. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Ryland  B.  Wallace  have  returned  from 
their  trip  to  the  Yosemite  Valley. 

Mrs.  M.  O.  Stanton  has  returned  to  her  country  home, 
"Walnut  Heights,"  near  Aptos,  after  passing  several 
weeks  here. 

Mrs.  Southard  Hoffman,  Miss  A.  C.  Hoffman,  and 
Mr.  John  A.  Hoffman  left  last  Monday  to  visit  the  Hotel 
del  Monte. 

Mr.  Harry  R.  Simpkins  went  to  the  Hotel  del  Monte 
last  Monday  for  a  few  days. 

Mr.  R.  H.  Pease  has  returned  from  Portland,  Or.  He 
was  delayed  there  on  account  of  the  strike,  and  was 
obliged  to  return  by  steamer. 

General  N.  H.  Harris,  who  has  been  confined  to  his 
rooms  in  the  Pacific-Union  Club  for  several  weeks  owing 
to  an  accident,  is  improving  in  health,  and  will  soon  be 
able  to  be  out. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  John  F.  Kidder,  of  Nevada,  left  last 
Tuesday  to  visit  the  Yosemite  Valley. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Chauncey  R.  Winslow  and  Miss  Emelie 
Kirketerp  are  passing  several  weeks  at  Castle  Crag. 

The"  home  of  Mr.  and  Mrs.  John  P.  Jackson,  Jr.,  of 
Oakland,  has  been  brightened  by  the  advent  of  a  daugh- 
ter. 

Mr.  Selby  Adams,  of  Oakland,  is  making  a  trip  through 
Sonoma  Valley. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  John  F.  Bigelow  will  pass  the  next  two 
months  at  San  Rafael. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  John  Boggs  and  Miss  Alice  Boggs  have 
returned  to  San  Rafael  after  a  week's  visit  to  Santa  Cruz. 

Mrs.  H.  E.  Hall,  of  Oakland,  has  been  in  Sacramento 
during  the  past  week,  visiting  her  parents,  General  and 
Mrs.  G.  B.  Cosby. 

Mrs.  A.  M.Burns  and  Miss  Ermentine  Poole  have  re- 
turned to  the  city  after  passingthe  season  at  Castle  Crag. 

Mrs.  Lucy  H.  Otis  has  been  passing  the  week  at  San 
Rafael. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Thomas  P.  Winter  have  returned  from  a 
visit  to  the  Eastern  Stales  and  Europe. 

Mr.  Nathan  Bentz,  of  Santa  Barbara,  is  at  the  Palace 
Hotel.     He  will  sail  for  Japan  next  Tuesday. 

Mr.  Robert  R.  Grayson  has  been  passing  the  week  at 
the  Hotel  del  Monte. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  J.  M.  Goewey  have  returned  from  a  pro- 
longed visit  at  Castle  Crag. 

Miss  Laura  Bates  has  returned  from  a  visit  to  the 
Misses  Dimond,  at  Burlingame. 

Mrs.  John  Hays  Hammond  returned  from  South  Africa 
last  Monday,  after  an  absence  of  several  months,  and  is 
staying  at  the  Palace  Hotel. 

Mr.  A.  S.  Pringle  has  returned  from  a  visit  to  the 
Yosemite  Valley. 

Mrs.  Frederick  L.  Castle,  Misses  Eva,  Blanche,  and 
Hilda  Castle,  and  Mrs.  C.  E.  Hayes  arrived  in  New  York 
from  Europe  last  Tuesday,  and  are  en  route  home. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  A.  Halsey  are  passing  the  summer  in  San 
Jose. 

Mrs.  James  Phelan,  Mrs.  Frank  J.  Sullivan,  and  Miss 
Phelan  are  at  Phelan  Park,  in  Santa  Cruz. 

Mr,  and  Mrs.  J.  R.  K.  Nuttall  have  returned  to  the 
city,  after  passing  the  season  at  San  Rafael. 

Mr.  H.  Seymour  Manning  has  joined  Mrs.  Manning  in 
Washington,  D.  C.     They  will  return  here  in  September. 

Mr.  E.  S.  Pillsbury  returned  last  Monday  from  a  visit 
to  the  Hotel  del  Monte. 

Mrs.  H.  B.  Hunt  and  the  Misses  Hunt  are  passing  sev- 
eral weeks  in  Mill  Valley. 

Mr.  John  H.  Wise  and  Mr.  Harry  E.  Wise  returned, 
early  in  the  week,  from  a  visit  to  the  Hotel  del  Monte. 

Mrs.  J.  M.  Burnett  is  passing  the  season  at  Los 
Gatos. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Thomas  Denigan  and  Miss  Florence 
Denigan  are  passing  the  summer  in  San  Mateo. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  E.  C.  Wright  left  last  Thursday  to  visit 
the  Yosemite  Valley. 

Mr.  George  Loughborough  is  visiting  Mr.  George 
Cheesman  at  his  cattle  range  in  Mexico. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Isaac  Upham  have  been  visiting  Caza- 
'  dero  during  the  past  fortnight. 

Misses  Alice  and  Irma  Adler  will  remain  in  Sausalito 
until  late  in  the  autumn. 

Miss  Lena  Schell  is  visiting  the  family  of  Colonel 
Chase,  in  Washington,  D.  C. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  John  T.  Haviland  have  been  at  San 
Rafael  during  the  past  week. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  W.  Frank,  Miss  Elsa  Frank,  and  Mr. 
Rudolph  Frank  will  leave  on  August  15th  to  make  an 
extended  European  tour. 

Mr.  Frederick  R.  Webster,  Mr.  A.  H.  Sprague,  Mr. 
W.  H.  Howard,  and  Mr.  R.  M.  Tobin,  of  the  Country 
and  Burlingame  Clobs,  left  last  Monday  for  Del  Monte 
to  lay  out  the  track  for  the  coming  races  there. 

Miss  Anna  Miller  Wood  has  returned  to  the  city  after 
passing  a  month  at  Pescadero  and  at  the  summer  home 
of  Mrs.  Thomas  Cole  at  Santa  Cruz. 

Mr.  Raphael  Weill  will  leave  next  Thursday  on  a  four 
months'  visit  to  the  Eastern  States  and  Europe.^ 

Mrs.  William  S.  Tevis  is  occupying  her  residence  on 
Jackson  Street,  after  passing  the  summer  at  Bakersfield. 
She  recently  visited  the  Santa  Catalina  Island  and  Santa 
Monica. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Timothy  Hopkins  came  up  from  Menlo 
Park  last  Tuesday  and  passed  several  days  at  the  Palace 
Hotel. 

Miss  Marie  Dillon  has  been  in  San  Jose  during  the  past 
week,  visiting  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Joseph  H.  Rucker. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  S.  W.  Rosenstock  have  returned  to  the 

I       city  after  passing  the  summer  in  San  Rafael. 
Mrs.  Horace  Davis  was  the  guest  recently  of  Mrs.  P. 
B.  Cornwall  at  her  cottage  in  the  Santa  Cruz  Mountains. 
Hon.  and  Mrs.  Whitelaw  Reid  are  visiting  the  Adiron- 
dacks. 
Mr.  and  Mrs.  F.  M.  Smith,  of  Oakland,  have  returned 
from  Castle  Crag. 

Mr.  W.  J.  Shotwell  visited  San  Jose  during  the  past 
week. 

Mrs.  George  G.  Carr  and  son  are  visiting  Mrs.  Frank 
Vincent  Wright  at  San  Jose. 

Mr.  Bayard  Redfield,  of  New  York,  went  to  the  Hotel 
del  Monte  last  Wednesday. 

Mr.  W.  S.  McMurtry  has  returned  to  the  city  after 
passing  about  three  months  in  the  Eastern  States  and  Eu- 
rope. 

Army  and  Navy  News. 

The  latest  personal  notes  relative  to  army  and 
navy  people  at  the  various  posts  around  San  Fran- 
cisco are  appended  : 

Miss  Lee,  daughter  of  Mrs.  Duvall,  who  is  the  wife  of 
Lieutenant  W.  P.  Duvall,  Fifth  Artillery,  U.  S.  A_„  will 
be  married  early  in  the  fall  to  a  Mr.  Marye,  of  Philadel- 
phia. 

Lieutenant  and  Mrs.  Garland  N.  Whistler,  Fifth  Artil- 
lery, U.  S.  A.,  are  passing  the  summer  at  the  Ocean 
House,  Newport,  R.  I. 

Ensign  and  Mrs.  Edward  W.  Eberle.  U.  S.  N..  left  last 
Wednesday  for  Washington,  D.  C.    Ensign  Eberle  has 


been  ordered  to  duty  for  three  years  at  the  Naval  Acad- 
emy at  Annapolis,  Md.  Miss  Elizabeth  W.  Ashe  accom- 
panied them  on  their  Eastern  trip. 

Commodore  C.  C.  Carpenter,  U.  S.  N.,  will  leave  here 
next  Tuesday  to  take  command  of  the  Asiatic  Station. 

Colonel  Bernard  J.  D.  Irwin,  U.  S.  A.,  retired,  is  re- 
siding at  58  Cedar  Street,  Chicago,  111. 

Captain  John  R.  Brinckle,  Fifth  Artillery,  U.  S.  A., 
passed  last  month  at  Paris,  Me. 

Captain  C.  S.  Cotton,  U.  S.  N.,  now  in  command  of  the 
Independence  at  Mare  Island,  has  been  ordered  to  the  com- 
mand of  the  cruiser  Philadelphia  upon  her  arrival  here. 

Captain  Elbridge  R.  Hills,  Fifth  Artillery,  U.  S.  A., 
has  been  visiting  friends  in  Medina,  O. 

Captain  Alexander  Rodgers,  Fourth  Cavalry,  U.  S.  A., 
will  be  at  Gettysburg,  Pa.,  from  August  9th  to  the  19th, 
to  attend  the  division  encampment  of  the  National  Guard 
of  Pennsylvania. 

Captain  A.  S.  Barker,  U.  S.  N.,  will  be  relieved  from 
the  command  of  the  Philadelphia,  upon  her  arrival  here, 
and  has  been  granted  two  months'  leave  of  absence. 

Captain  J.  J.  Read,  U.  S.  N.,  will  relieve  Captain  Cot- 
ton, U.  S.  N.,  from  the  command  of  the  Independence. 

Lieutenant  F.  E.  Sawyer,  U.  S.  N„  has  been  detached 
from  the  Charleston  and  ordered  to  the  TItetis. 

Chief- Engineer  H.  Webster,  U.  S.  N.,  has  been  ordered 
to  the  Bennington. 

Lieutenant  George  G.  Gatley,  Fifth  Artillery,  U.  S.  A., 
has  been  assigned  to  Light  Battery  D  at  the  Presidio. 

Lieutenant  Willoughby  Walke,  Fifth  Artillery,  U.  S. 
A.,  and  his  family  have  been  passing  several  weeks  at 
Charlottesville,  Va. 

Lieutenant  William  R.  Hamilton,  Fifth  Artillery,  U. 
S.  A.,  will  go  to  the  State  University  of  Nevada,  at 
Reno,  on  September  ist,  to  relieve  Lieutenant  John  M. 
Neall,  Fourth  Cavalry,  U.  S.  A.,  as  professor  of  military 
science  and  tactics.     The  latter  will  then  join  his  troop. 

Lieutenant  J.  E.  Shipley,  U.  S.  N.,  and  Lieutenant 
W.  F.  Halsey,  U.  S.  N„  have  been  ordered  to  proceed  to 
the  Asiatic  Station  as  members  of  Commodore  Carpen- 
ter's staff,  and  will  leave  here  next  Tuesday. 

Lieutenant  Frank  L.  Winn,  Twelfth  Infantry,  U.  S.  A., 
has  returned  from  special  duty  at  Los  Angeles. 

Lieutenant  W.  R.  Hamilton,  Fifth  Artillery,  U-  S.  A., 
has  been  granted  one  month's  leave  of  absence,  which 
took  effect  August  ist. 

Passed  Assistant-Engineer  Andrew  M.  Hunt,  U.  S.  N., 
who  was  for  some  time  on  duty  at  the  Midwinter  Fair, 
has  been  retired  from  active  service  at  his  own  request. 

The  following  officers  of  the  Fifth  Artillery  have  been 
detailed  for  duty  at  the  Artillery  School,  Fort  Monroe, 
Va.,  and  will  rtport  there  on  September  ist:  Lieutenant 
Harvey  C.  Carbaugh,  U.  S.  A.,  Lieutenant  Sidney  S. 
Jordan,  U.  S.  A.,  Lieutenant  Delamere  Skerrett,  U.  S. 
A.,  and  Lieutenant  Edward  F.  McGlachlin.  Jr.,  U.  S.  A. 
Lieutenant  William  C.  Davis,  U.  S.  A.,  will  be  relieved 
from  his  present  duties  and  join  Battery  G  for  instruction 
at  the  school.  Lieutenant  Edward  T.  Brown,  U.  S.  A.. 
will  be  relieved  from  duty  with  Light  Battery  D,  and  will 
report  for  duty  with  Battery  M.  Lieutenant  John  D. 
Miley,  U.  S.  A.,  will  be  relieved  from  duty  with  Light 
Battery  F,  and  will  report  for  duty  with  Battery  A. 
Lieutenant  Louis  R.  Burgess,  U.  S.  A.,  will  be  relieved 
from  duty  with  Battery  A,  and  will  report  for  duty  with 
Light  Battery  F. 

—   '-        • — ^     ■ 

In  Memonam. — Marguerite  Wallace. 

The  following  communication  has  been  received 
from  a  friend  of  the  deceased  young  lady  : 

A  beautiful  woman,  intellectually  gifted  and  of  a  kind, 
sympathetic,  soulful  nature,  is  the  supreme  goal  of  a 
man's  highest  aims  and  of  his  noblest  ambitions,  and 
makes  thanksgiving  the  controlling  impulse  of  his'heart. 

The  creation  of  a  woman  like  this  necessitates  the  ex- 
istence of  a  Divine  Creator.  Her  death  before  her  beauty 
has  faded,  her  intellect  dimmed,  or  her  sympathies  re- 
laxed, is  a  calamity  that  must  test  the  faith  of  those  who 
believe  that  God  does  all  things  for  the  good  of  those 
who  love  Him.  Well  may  they  exclaim:  "What  bless- 
ing can  come  from  such  a  disaster?" 

Marguerite  Wallace  was  such  a  woman.  Endowed  by 
Nature  with  physical  beauty  that  attracted  every  one, 
with  mental  powers  that  challenged  the  admiration  of 
men  and  women  alike,  with  a  soul  that  shone  out  in  the 
absolute  purity  of  her  life,  considerate  of  others,  sympa- 
thetic, tactful,  honest,  and  brave,  an  angel  of  mercy  in 
the  sick-room,  a  being  of  beauty  in  the  ball-room,  a 
student  in  the  library,  interested  in  society  and  contented 
at  home,  doing  her  duty  in  that  state  of  life  in  which  it 
pleased  God  to  place  her,  she  was  easily  a  queen,  winning 
the  admiration  and  the  love  of  all  with  whom  she  came  in 
contact.  Young,  beautiful,  and  brilliant,  she  should  have 
long  lived  to  adorn  the  world  she  so  completely  fascinated. 
And  yet  Death  carried  her  off  quickly  and  suddenly  in 
her  twenty-fourth  year,  just  as  she  was  fulfilling  the 
promise  of  her  girlhood  in  a  glorious  womanhood. 

For  some  time  her  heart  had  been  seriously  affected. 
Frequent  attacks  of  this  dangerous  malady  had  made  her 
fully  aware  of  her  uncertain  hold  upon  life.  Though  she 
had  the  right  to  look  forward  in  pleasant  anticipation, 
with  all  the  hopefulness  of  youth,  to  many  years  of  life, 
and  love,  and  happiness,  she  gazed  unflinchingly  and  un- 
complainingly at  this  sword  of  Damocles  hanging  over 
her  head,  and,  with  the  courage  of  the  true  heroine,  faced 
the  inevitable.  She  felt  that  death  might  come  at  any 
moment.  When  It  came,  like  her  life,  it  was  qniet, 
peaceful,  beautiful.  It  seemed  to  appreciate  the  har- 
mony of  her  existence,  and  would  not  mar  it  by  an 
incongruous  ending.  Just  before  her  life  went  out,  those 
who  watched  by  her  bedside,  not  suspecting  that  her 
death  was  so  near,  saw  a  smile  light  up  her  face.  They 
little  knew  that  at  that  moment  she  was  looking  beyond 
them  through  the  opening  gates  of  Paradise,  and  that  she 
saw  the  angels  coming  with  outstretched  arms  to  bear  her 
home.  That  second  her  short  earthly  journey  ended,  the 
lamp  of  her  mortal  life  ceased  its  burning,  and  her  soul 
returned  to  heaven  as  spotless  as  when  it  first  left  the 
Maker's  hands.  O'er  her  death  angels  may  rejoice,  be- 
cause it  gave  her  to  them ;  but  men  and  women  weep, 
because  it  took  her  away  from  them.  Their  loss  is  irre- 
parable who  did  not  know  her.  Their  grief  is  inconsol- 
able who  knew  and  loved  her. 


English,  and  American  Wine  Drinkers. 

There  are  differences  between  champagne  drink- 
ers in  England  and  in  America.  The  Britisher  is 
willing  to  pay  the  highest  price  for  the  best  wine 
and  yet  he  gets  his  champagne  cheaper  than  the 
American,  though  in  England  the  prices  of  differ- 
ent brands  vary.  In  America,  however,  the  con- 
sumer pays  about  the  same  for  all  brands  regard- 
less of  quality.  Here  is  an  example  :  Ridley's 
Wiiie  and  Spirit  Trade  Circular  s  quotations  for 
familiar  brands  by  the  dozen  were  :  Pommery,  83 
to  88  shillings  ;  Moet,  75  shillings  ;  Perrier-Jouet, 
72  shillings  ;  and  G.  H.  Mumm,  70  to  75J6  shil- 
lings. In  this  country,  however,  the  consumer 
pays  about  the  same  for  one  brand  as  another. — 
New  York  Tribune. 


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The  Hanlon-O'Kane  Wedding. 
The  wedding  of  Miss  Agnes  O'Kane,  daughter 
of  Mr.  and  Mrs.  John  O'Kane,  and  Mr.  John  F. 
Hanlon,  son  of  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Daniel  Hanlon,  took 
place  last  Wednesday  evening  at  the  residence  of 
the  bride's  parents,  1114  O'Farrell  Street,  and  was 
attended  by  about  sixty  relatives  and  intimate 
friends  of  the  contracting  parties.  The  rooms 
were  beautifully  decorated,  and  a  string  orchestra 
was  in  attendance.  The  ceremony  was  impress- 
ively performed  by  Rev.  Father  Prendergast  at 
nine  o'clock.  Owing  to  the  serious  illness  of  the 
bride's  father,  she  was  given  into  the  keeping  of 
the  groom  by  her  brother,  Mr.  W.  D.  O'Kane. 
Miss  Josephine  Hanlon  acted  as  maid  of  honor, 
and  Mr.  W.  B.  Cooke  was  best  man.  The  dresses 
of  the  bride  and  her  maid  of  honor  are  described 
as  follows  : 

The  bride  wore  an  elegant  robe  of  white  satin  moire, 
made  with  a  long  court-train.  The  corsage  was  cut 
decollete  and  was  adorned  with  a  bertha  of  mousseline  de 
soie  and  sprays  of  orange-blossoms.  At  the  left-hand 
side  of  the  corsage  was  a  bow-knot,  the  ends  of  which 
fell  to  the  edge  of  the  skirt.  The  sleeves  were  long  and 
bouffant  at  the  shoulders,  and  the  gloves  were  of  white 
undressed  kid.     She  carried  abouquet  of  Bride  roses. 

The  maid  of  honor  wore  a  becoming  gown  of  pink 
moire  antique  with  an  overskirt  of  embroidered  mousseline 
de  soie.  The  corsage  was  decollete,  the  elbow  sleeves 
were  very  bouffant,  and  the  gloves  were  of  pink  undressed 
kid.     Her  bouquet  was  of  Bon  Sflene  roses. 

After  the  ceremony  there  were  the  usual  con- 
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supper,  which  made  the  hours  pass  very  pleasantly. 
The  wedding-presents  were  numerous  and  elegant. 
Mr.  and  Mrs.  Hanlon  left  on  Thursday  to  make  a 
Northern  trip.  On  their  return  they  will  occupy 
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THE        ARGONAUT. 


August  6,  1894. 


A    LITTLE    LUNCHEON-PARTY. 


JACK  EsselmONT,  a  young  stock-broker,  with  not 
very  muck  to  do  just  now  but  get  into  mischief. 
Nina,  his  pretty  little  wife,  who  is  beginning 
to  imagine  herself  misunderstood.    Mrs.  Cicely 
PAYNTER,  an   erstwhile  friend  of  NINA'S  and 
withal  a  charming  widow.     THOMAS    TITER, 
a  great  chum  of  Jack's  and  also  of  his  wife. 
SCE.XE.—£ntrance-hall  of  a    restaurant.      A    cab 
dashes  up  to  the  door,  and  JACK,  resplendent  in 
new  gloves  and  a  button-hole,  emerges,  pays  the 
cabman  double  his  fare,  and  walks  with  the  air 
of  a  duke  and  a  slight  dash  of  a  Don  Juan  into 
the  hall. 
JACK  [looking  round  anxiously,  yet  withal  mod- 
estly]— H'ra  !  she's  not  come  yet,  I  suppose. 

Commissionaire — Are  you  expecting  any  one, 
sir? 
Jack  [blushing}— Oh— ah— yes— a  lady. 
Commissionaire— There  is  no  one  here  at  pres- 
ent ;  it  is  a  little  early,  sir. 

Jack  [looks  round  and  wonders  what  to  do  next, 
for  he  feels  the  eye  of  the  Commissionaire  is  on 
him ,  and  it  seems  as  if  his  wife  were  looking  at  him; 
an  agile  waiter,  however,  runs  up  and  removes  his 
hat  and  slick,  and  gives  him  a  number  before  lie 
knows  what  is  happening] — Confound  it !  What's 
this  for  ? 

Waiter— Your  things,  sir.  Are  you  expecting 
any  one,  sir? 

JACK  [flustered]— I— that  is— what  the  deuce  is 
that  to  you  ?  [Aside.]  Why  doesn't  Cicely  come  ? 
[Tries  to  poke  his  nose  into  the  ladies'  room.] 

WAITER  [for  he  has  seen  that  sort  of  thing  before] 
— No  one  has  come  yet,  sir,  I  assure  you.  [Winks 
at  the  Commissionaire,  who  looks  up  and  down  the 
street  in  an  interested  fashion.]  Have  you  ordered 
lunch,  sir? 

JACK  [somehow  feeling  that  he  has  left  undone 
things  he  ought  to  have  done] — No  ;  I  suppose  I  had 
better. 

Waiter — I  think  so,  sir.  In  there,  to  the  left, 
sir. 

[JACK   enters   the   banaueting-hall   in    a    dignified 
manner,   and  is   immediately  surrounded  by  a 
horde  of  waiters.] 
First  Waiter  [persuasively   leading  him  one 
way] — Lunch,  sir  ? 

Second  Waiter  [drawing  a  chair  across  his 
skins] — For  two,  sir? 

Third  Waiter  [almost  seizing  him  by  the  arms, 
and  pointing] — Good  table  for  four,  sir. 
[He   is  completely  surrounded,   when   suddenly    the 
lion— that  is,  the  Head  Waiter— stalks  mag- 
nificently dawn  on  his  prey  from  the  kitchen. 
The  jackals  disperse  to  their  various  tables.] 
Head  Waiter  [condescendingly]— -You  are  going 
to  lunch  here,  sir  ? 
Jack — That's  my  idea— yes.  - 
Head  Waiter  [affably]— You  have  engaged  a 
table,  sir  ? 

JACK  [his  face  falling,  and  feeling  he  has  sinnec£\ 
— No,  I  haven't ;  but  I  suppose  there  is  no  diffi- 
culty ? 

Head  Waiter  [with  a  face  clouding  ominously] 
— They  are  nearly  all  engaged,  but  [doubtfully ,  for 
he  feels  the  honor  of  the  restaurant  is  in  his  hands] 
I  think  we  might  be  able  to  arrange  one  for  you. 

JACK  [pressing  his  hand  with  metallic  courtesy] — 
That's  very  good  of  you  ;  I  thought  you  might. 
That's  the  one  I  should  like.  [Points  to  the  best 
table  in  the  place.] 

Head  Waiter  [very  pleased  at  being  able  to  say 
jo]— That   one  is  engaged — Mr.    Paul    Pommery, 

sir 

Jack — The    deuce  !     Oh,    very    well ;    this 

[Goes  to  the  next  best.] 

Head    Waiter   [very    smilingly] — Excuse   me, 
sir,  it  is  also  retained,  by  Mr.  Charles  Chumpney. 
Jack — Chumpney,  too  !     What's  he  doing  here  ? 
Well,  this  will  do. 

Head  Waiter  [thawing  a  little  as  he  sees  Jack 
is  impressed] — It  is  also  taken,  Mr.  Thomas  Titer, 
sir. 

Jack  [to  himself]— Tommy  Titer  !  What  a  nui- 
sance !  He  knows  Cicely  and  is  sure  to  chaff  her  ; 
and  then  there  is  Chumpney  and  Pommery.  [Begins 
to  wish  lie  hadn't  come.]  I  wonder  who  he  has 
lunching  with  him  ? 

Head  Waiter  [putting  Jack  out  of  his  agony 
with   immense  condescension] — You  can   have   this 
table.     How  many,  sir? 
Jack— Two. 

HEAD  WAITER  [looks  as  if  he  knew  that  already] 
— And  the  wine,  sir  ? 

Jack— 1*11  order  that  directly. 
[Goes  out  into  the  hall.     The  HEAD  WAITER  winks 
to  himself  and  then  discourses  affably  with  his 
subordinates.] 
JACK — [walking  uneasily  about ;  thinks  he  will 
win  the  Commissionaire]— Ah— let  me  know  as 
soon  as  a  lady  arrives — ah — tell  her  I  am  in  here. 
[The  courteous  Commissionaire,  spying  a  cab  with 
NlNA  in  it,  who  has  been   asked  to   lunch  by 
Tommy  Titer,  awaits  developments  in  a  dig- 
nified manner  at  the  door.} 
JACK  [looking  hastily  at  newspapers  and  then  at 
himself  in  the  glass] — I  wish  Cicely  would  come.    I 
wish  all  those  dudes  weren't  lunching  here.     I  wish 
[/•v.'.'.    £._'  mustache]  I  had  gone  to  some  quieter 
'eeling  he  is  rather  funking  it].     I  shall  have 


to  give  Tommy  the  hint  to  say  nothing  about  seeing 
me  to  Nina.  She  thinks  I  am  at  a  board  meeting, 
while  she  has  gone  away  into  the  country  to  see  a 
sick  aunt.     Poor  little  dear  ! 

[The poor  little  dear  in  question,  having  got  out  of 
the  cab,  trips  lightly  in  and  asks  if  a  gentleman 
is  waiting  for  her.      The   courteous    COMMIS- 
SIONAIRE, with  a  wink  at  the  waiter,   assures 
her  such  is  the  case,  and  shows  her  in.] 
JACK  [coming  hastily  forward] — At  last ! 
NlNA  [surprised  and  horrified^ — Jack  ! 
Commissionaire  [in  the  hall]— Bless  you  !    Of 
course  I  was  right. 

Jack  [flabbergasted  and  hastily  trying  to  think  of 
a  good  lie] — I  am  glad  to  see  you.  Your  aunt  is 
better,  I  suppose? 

Nina  [a  little  alarmed,  but,  woman-like,  seizing 
the  opportunity  of  putting  her  husband  in  the  wrong] 
— Your  board  meeting  is  over  rather  soon,  I 
fancy. 

Jack  [feeling  like  an  ass] — Yes  ;  a  litde  earlier 
than   I  expected,  and   as  I   felt  hungry,   you  see, 

well [A    brilliant   idea   strikes   him.]     I  met 

Tommy  Titer  a  few  minutes  ago,  and  he  asked  me 
to  lunch. 

NlNA  [a  little  surprised]  —  He  asked  you  to 
lunch  ? 

Jack — Oh,  yes!     [To  himself.]     Poor  Tommy; 
I  must  get  hold  of  him,  and  he  will  have  to  stand 
lunch.    I  hope  his  party  won't  be  disturbed. 
Nina — That  was  very  nice  of  him. 
Jack — Oh,   very  !      You    see,    I   never  lunched 

here  before,  and  the  board  meeting  being  over 

Nina — And  other  business? 

Jack — There  is  none.  It  is  one  of  our  many 
holidays  to-day.      I    thought    I'd    come    up,  and 

so [with  a  cold  perspiration  breaking  over  him]. 

And  what  are  you  doing  here  ?  Your  aunt  doesn't 
live  here. 

Nina  [very  sweetly] — No  ;  she's  better,  and  tele- 
graphed me  not  to  come,  and  so  I   didn't  go  ;  but 

I  came  here 

Jack— So  I  see.     What  for? 
NlNA  [sweeter  than  ever] — To  meet  you,  dear. 
Jack — To  meet  me  [alarmed] !     How  did  you 
know  I  was  here  ? 

Nina — Why,  I  met  Mr.  Titer  just  now,  and  he 
told  me  you  were  coming  to  lunch,  and  asked  me 
to  come,  too. 

JACK  [dumfounded] — It's  a [Aside,  his  case 

being  hopeless.] 
Nina — You  seem  surprised. 
Jack  [faintly]— No  ;  not  at  all. 
Nina — So  kind  of  Mr.  Titer  ! 
Jack — Oh,  yes  ;  so  very  kind.     [But  he  feels  like 
kicking  him.  j 

Nina — It's  very  good  of  you  to  come,  dear,  to 
play  old  gooseberry  like  this. 

JACK  [savagely  to  himself] — I'll  play   old  Harry 
very  soon.    [Aloud.]    It's  lucky  I  was  able  to  come, 
isn't  it  ?    [  Tries  to  be  sarcastic] 
Nina — Oh,  yes. 

Jack — If  I  hadn't,  what  would  you  have  done? 
Nina — I  suppose  I  shouldn't  have  been  able  to 
come. 
Jack  [angrily] — Humbug  ! 

Nina — Unless  he  had  asked  some  other  lady.     I 
wonder  if  he  has  ? 
Jack  [seeing  a  chance] — Yes,  he  has. 
NlNA  [slightly  annoyed  at  this] — Oh,  who  is  it  ? 
Jack — He   told  me  ;    Mrs.   Paynter.     [Aside  to 
himself.]     Hang  that  Tommy  !     I'll  take  it  out  of 
him  in  lunch,  anyway. 

NlNA  [really  thinking  TOMMY  has  asked  her] — 
Cicely  Paynter  !    [  Very  annoyed.]     He's  always  run- 
ning about  after  her. 
Jack  [aside]— Is  he  ? 
Nina — Unless  you  wanted  to  meet  her. 
Jack  [hastily] — No,  no  ;  not  a  bit  of  it. 
Nina — And  asked  him  to  ask  her. 
Jack — No  ;    of   course  not.     [Aside]   I   wonder 
how  I  shall  get  out  of  this  muddle. 

Nina — She's  a  very  nice  woman,  but  scheming  ; 
so  beware,  Jack. 
Jack— Oh,  I'm  all  right.     Aren't  you  here  ? 
Nina — And  might  not  allow  you  to  be  caught. 
Jack  [hastily] — Of  course,   you  might  trust  me 
anywhere  ;  but  Tommy's  a  dangerous  man.     Take 
care  ! 

Nina— Why  should  I  ?  You  see,  it  isn't  as  if  I 
were  alone  with  him. 

Jack — No  ;  of  course  not.  [Aside]  Littie  hum- 
bug !  She  was  coming  here  alone  to  do  that  very 
thing,  I  believe.     Confound  Tommy  ! 

Nina — But  now  we  can  both  take  care  of  each 
other. 

Jack  [resolving  to  do  his  share  in  future] — Yes  ; 
perhaps  a  little  more  so  in  the  future — what  do  you 
think  ? 
Nina  [a rchly]—  Whatever  you  think,  dearest. 
Jack    [falling,  and  forgiving  her  to  himself}  — 
What  do  you  say  to  coming  and   lunching  alone 
with  me  to-morrow  ? 
Nina — I  should  enjoy  it  immensely. 
JACK — So  should  I.     [And  fie  really  thinks  so.] 
[TITER  drives  up  at  the  same  time  as  ClCELY.] 
Titer— By  Jove,  Mrs.  Paynter  !     I  thought  you 
said   you  couldn't  come  to  lunch  to-day  [disgust- 
edly]. 

Cicely  [catching  sight  of  Jack  and  Nina,  and 
tumbling  to  the  situation,  as  they  say] — You  made  a 

mistake.     I  said  I  would.     You  are  expecting 

Titer— Mr^.  Esselmont 


Cicely — And  her  husband.     Such  a  nice  little 
lunch  eon -party  !     So  kind  of  you  ! 

Titer— What  the  deuce Hullo,  Jack,  old 

man  ! 

Jack — Here  you  are  at  last  !     We've  both  been 
waiting  for  you 

Titer — Well,  come  along  to  lunch. 
[They  sit  down:  Titer  confused.  Jack  annoyed, 
Nina  relieved.  Cicely  enjoying  the  joke,  but 
having  it  all  to  herself] — The  Sketch. 


THE    TUNEFUL    LIAR. 


Humiliation. 
He  came  from  the  wave  with  a  bound, 

All  filled  with  a  great  disgust ; 
And  he  borrowed  a  parasol, 

For  his  bathing-suit  was  bust. — Puck, 


Drowned  Old  Ocean's  Roar. 
"  List  to  the  sounding  sea," 

He  said  ;  but  she  said  :  "  1  guess 
It  isn't  the  sea  that's  making  the  noise, 
But  it's  Ethel's  bathing-dress." 

— Washington  Times. 

No  Chances. 
"  I  can  not  meet  you  at  the  train," 

He  wired  another  feller; 
"  The  paper  says  that  it  will  rain, 
And  I've  got  your  umbrella." 

— Xczu  York  Sun. 
-»» 

A  Short  Story. 

CHAPTER    1. 

Lonely  maiden  on  the  beach. 

CHAPTER   II. 
Carried  far  beyond  her  reach. 

CHAPTER   in. 
Shark  attracted  by  the  sound. 

FINIS. 
Saves  the  maid  from  being  drowned. 

— Boston  Courier. 

The  Race. 
A  cloud  of  dust  far  down  the  stretch  ; 

A  mighty  roar  begins  ; 
A  flash  of  colors  by  the  stand  ; 

A  sudden  calm.     "  Who  wins  t " — Puck. 

Alas  ! 
The  actress  lady  is  blonde  and  slim, 
■     But  her  beautiful  eyes  with  tears  are  dim. 
Ah,  bitter  tears  and  briny  ! 
Her  heart  she  pressed,  and  she  beat  her  breast 

With  a  soft  hand  and  a  tiny  ; 
Her  looks  her  pitiful  plight  confessed. 
Her  soul  distraught  and  her  mind  distressed  ; 
She  tore  in  pain  her  lovely  mane, 
She  writhed  her  marble  torso  ; 
"  Alack,  alack,  but  trade  is  slack  1 
This  month  but  twice  have  I  been  spliced, 
And  had  but  one  divorce,  0  ! " 

_  —Pick-Mc-  i  >. 

The  Reason. 
When  at  the  seaside  she  appeared  she   wore  an   air  of 

gloom, 
And  after  this  for  three  long  days  she  did  not  leave  her 

room. 

Oh,  was  this  maiden   ill?     Not  so.     She  did  not  care  to 

roam 
Until  they  came.     For  she  had  left — her  curling-tongs  at 

home. — New  York  Herald. 


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An  Ideal  Country  Home 

FOR    SALE. 


"My  wife  has  awfully  poor  taste  concerning 
clothes,"  said  the  worried-looking  man,  in  a  burst 
of  confidence.  "Indeed!"  said  the  other  man  ; 
"  I  always  understood  from  my  women  folks  that 
she  was  one  of  the  best  dressers  in  town."  "I 
mean  in  regard  to  mine.  She  thinks  that  two  or  three 
fifteen-dollar  suits  per  year  are  enough  for  me." — 
Indianapolis  Journal. 


M.  Renouard,  head  of  the  great  Mazas  Prison  in 
Paris,  says  that  he  often  receives  college  graduates 
as  prisoners  for  various  offenses,  and  that  the  num- 
ber of  such  delinquents  is  increasing.  As  a  rule, 
these  educated  criminals  make  no  boast  of  their 
accomplishments,  and  it  is  often  only  by  chance  or 
after  painstaking  investigation  that  their  university 
standing  is  discovered. 

Delightfully  Cool  and  Refreshing 

HORSFORD'S   ACID    PHOSPHATE, 

With  ice-water  and  sugar. 

Mrs.  Catherine  Salisbury,  sister  of  the  Mormon 
prophet,  Joseph  Smith,  who  was  killed  at  Carthage, 
111.,  in  1844,  is  still  living  at  Fountain  Green,  111., 
eighty-two  years  of  age  and  with  a  distinct  recollec- 
tion of  the  tragedy. 


Dr.  E.  O.  Cochrane.  Dentist,  850  Market, 
cor.  Stockton  (over  drug  store).    Office  hours,  9  to  5. 


Mothers  be  sure  and  use  "  Mrs.  Winslow's 
Soothing  Syrup"  for  your  children  while  teething. 


Finest  oysters  in  all  styles,  Swain's,  213  Sutter  St. 


The  average  age  of  the  graduates  of  the  Yale 
academical  department  is  nearly  sixty  years. 


A  man  of  means  who  is  braiu-weary  and 
who  desires  to  live  in  the  country,  and  grow 
young  again,  can  find  an  ideal  home  in  the 
pure  atmosphere  of  Santa  Cruz  County  upon 
a  ranch  of  ninety  acres.  The  ranch  has  upon 
it  a  commodious  residence  fully  furnished, 
and  'with  modern  improvements ;  a  good 
barn,  and  all  necessary  out-buildings.  The 
orchards  are  planted  to  apples,  olives,  nuts. 
and  prunes,  all  bearing,  with  sufficient  yield 
to  give  a  man  all  the  outdoor  occupation  he 
desires.  Situated  not  far  from  a  railroad 
station. 

On  the  place  are  horses,  cows,  poultry, 
wagons,  carts,  and  all  needful  farming  im- 
plements- Immediate  possession.  The 
owner's  reason  for  selling  is  that  he  has  re- 
covered his  health  here  and  desires  to  re- 
turn to  active  business. 

Parties  desiring  such  a  home  may  address 
Country  Home,  Box  26,  Argonaut  Office. 


An  advertisement  should  be  seen  by 
the  right  people,  and  be  understood  by 
them.  To  reach  the  right  people,  the  ad- 
vertising medium  must  be  properly  se- 
lected, the  advertisement  must  be  adapted 
to  their  tastes  and  habits,  and  it  must 
avoid  whatever  would  be  unintelligible 
or  wearisome  to  the  great  majority  of  the 
class  addressed. — Benjamin  li'ebster. 


Listener — "  Isn't  it  wonderful  how  he  always  has  a 
brand  new  story  to  fit  everything  !  " 

Other  Listener — "Va-as.  Makes  'em  up.  you  know, 
out  of  newspaper  yarns.     Romejke  sends  'em  to  him." 


Never  was  the  demand  for  Ayer's  Sarsaparilla  so 
great  as  during  this  season. 


HENRY    ROMEIKE, 

110  FIFTH  AVENUE,     -     -     -    NEW  YORK 

Started  the  first  Press-Cutting  Bureau,  and  furnishes 
Newspaper  Clipping*  from  all  the  leading  papers  in  the 
world  on  any  subject. 


August  6,  1894. 


THE 


ARG  ON  AUT. 


13 


STORYETTES. 


Grave  and  Gay,  Epigrammatic  and  Otherwise. 


So  far  as  the  audience  was  concerned,  Von  Biilow 
always  made  a  point  of  doing  exactly  as  he 
pleased.  On  one  occasion,  when  a  Leipzig  audi- 
ence insisted  on  recalling  him,  in  spite  of  his  re- 
peated refusal  to  play  again,  he  came  forward  and 
said  :  "If  you  do  not  stop  this  applause,  I  will 
play  all  Bach's  forty-eight  preludes  and  fugues  from 
beginning  to  end  !  " 

Mrs.  Peters,  who  is  older  than  she  used  to  be, 
but  perhaps  not  so  old  as  she  looks,  was  once 
standing  in  a  public  waiting-room  with  one  of  her 
neighbors  and  her  neighbor's  little  daughter,  when 
a  well-meaning  old  gentleman  made  Mrs.  Peters 
angry.  He  spoke  pleasantly  to  the  little  girl,  and 
then,  turning  to  Mrs.  Peters,  said  :  "  Is  this  your 
little  grandchild?"  "Grandchild!"  exclaimed 
Mrs.  Peters — "grandchild!  Does  that  girl  look 
like  a  grandchild  ?" 

In  London,  in  the  time  of  George  the  Fourth, 
there  was  an  athletic  and  dashing  military  man, 
Major  Bracebridge  by  name  and  title,  who,  when 
he  found  his  powers  waning,  retired  to  his  country- 
house  and  seldom  showed  himself  in  society. 
Many  years  later,  he  had  occasion  to  go  up  to  Lon- 
don, and  there  met  a  lady  who  had  known  him  in 
his  younger  years.  "  Dear  me  !  "  she  exclaimed  ; 
"  aren't  you  Major  Bracebridge?  "  "  No,  madam," 
he  answered,  "  but  I  was  once." 

Lockhart,  the  son-in-law  and  biographer  of  Sir 
Walter  Scott,  played  a  practical  joke  on  Lord  Rob- 
ertson, who  sent  him  a  copy  of  a  poem  for  notice 
in  the  Quarterly  Review.  He  wrote  a  scathing 
article  on  the  work,  had  it  put  into  type,  and  only 
one  copy  of  it  printed,  and  that,  of  course,  his  lord- 
ship duly  received,  bound  up  in  his  number  of  the 
Quarterly.  The  review  is  said  to  have  contained  the 
famous  epitaph  or  epigram  : 

"  Here  lies  the  Christian,  Judge,  and  Poet  Peter, 
Who  broke  the  laws  of  God,  and  man,  and  metre." 


Bishop  Wilson,  of  Calcutta,  may  be  said  to  have 
cultivated  too  highly  the  happy  faculty  of  saying 
the  right  thing  at  all  times.  On  one  occasion,  two 
young  people,  whose  fathers  were  famous  for  their 
diverse  and  peculiar  views  on  biblical  subjects, 
came  to  see  the  bishop.  "Ah,"  said  he,  as  he 
greeted  one,  "your  father  wrote  a  great  work  on 
the  Apocalypse.  I  congratulate  you  on  being  the 
daughter  of  such  a  man."  Then  turning  to  his 
other  guest,  he  said  :  "  And  your  father  forbore  to 
write  about  the  Apocalypse — a  wise  forbearance  ! 
You  are  to  be  congratulated  on  having  so  wise  a 
father." 

A  recent  book  narrates  that  a  party  from  the 
West  of  England  was  being  shown  over  the  British 
Museum.  In  one  of  the  rooms  the  keeper  pointed 
out  a  collection  of  antique  vases  which  had  been 
recently  dug  up  at Herculaneum.  "  Dug  up,  sir?" 
echoed  one  of  the  party.  "Yes,  sir."  "What, 
out  of  the  ground?"  "  Undoubtedly."  "What, 
just  as  they  now  are  ?  "  "  Perhaps  some  little  pains 
have  been  taken  in  cleaning  them,  but  in  all  other 
respects  they  were  found  just  as  you  see  them." 
The  wise  man  from  Somersetshire  turned  to  one  of 
his  companions,  and,  with  an  incredulous  shake  of 
the  head,  whispered  :  "  He  may  say  what  he  likes, 
but  he  shall  never  persuade  me  that  they  dug  up 
ready-made  pots  out  of  the  ground  !  " 


On  one  occasion  some  remarks  of  Incledon,  the 
once  famous  singer,  gave  offense  to  a  man,  who  re- 
solved to  have  "satisfaction"  for  his  wrongs.  Ac- 
cordingly he  hunted  up  Incledon  the  next  after- 
noon, finding  him  at  dinner  in  a  noted  hotel. 
"  Mr.  Incledon,"  said  the  visitor,  entering  the  room 
in  a  towering  passion,  "  you  have  been  making  free 
with  my  name  in  a  very  improper  manner,  and  I've 
come  to  demand  satisfaction  !  "  After  some  par- 
leying, Incledon  rose,  and,  striking  a  graceful  atti- 
tude in  the  centre  of  the  room,  began  to  sing 
"  Black-eyed  Susan  "  in  his  most  delightful  style. 
When  he  had  finished  the  song,  he  said,  coolly  : 
"  There,  sir,  that  has  given  complete  satisfaction  to 
several  thousand  people,  and  if  you  want  anything 
more,  I've  only  to  say  you're  the  most  unreasonable 
fellow  I  ever  met  !  " 


Count  Cesnola,  afterward  famous  through  his  col- 
lection of  statuary,  commanded  the  Fourth  New 
York  Cavalry  during  the  Civil  War.  He  was  a 
gallant  officer,  but  his  command  was  a  motley  mass 
of  whom  it  was  difficult  to  make  soldiers.  In  1863, 
by  reason  of  the  bad  conduct  of  his  men,  he  was 
made  a  prisoner.  After  ten  months  he  was  re- 
turned to  his  regiment,  and  said  :  "  I  propose  to  put 
these  rascals  through  a  course  of  discipline  and 
drill  until  they  distinguish  themselves  in  battle  ;  and 
the  moment  they  do  that,  I  shall  resign."  On 
August  15,  1864,  he,  at  their  head,  charged  two 
Confederate  regiments  of  infantry,  and  while  the 
army  was  ringing  with  this  gallant  deed  of  arms, 
Colonel  Cesnola  sat  in  his  tent,  writing  a  resignation 
of  his  commission.     "  They  have  covered  me  with 


glory  to-day,"  he  said  ;  "  they  may  disgrace  me  to- 
morrow." 


The  eccentricities  of  Henry  Stephen  Fox,  an 
early  English  minister  at  Washington,  were  the 
laugh  of  the  town.  Fox  generally  did  not  arise 
until  other  people  were  almost  ready  to  go  to  bed. 
When  duty  compelled  him  to  rise  earlier,  Fox  was 
like  an  owl  in  the  day-time.  "  How  strange,"  said 
he  to  Mme.  Calderon,  one  morning  at  a  state 
"  function  "— "  how  strange  we  look  to  each  other 
by  daylight."  His  debts  compelled  him  to  economy, 
and  he  rarely  gave  dinners.  He  once  invited  a 
large  party  to  his  house — Mr.  Clay,  Mr.  Calhoun, 
Mr.  Webster,  and  all  the  giants — and  when  they 
were  all  assembled,  he  said  :  "  Gentlemen,  now  be 
good  enough  to  put  on  your  hats  and  follow  me." 
And  thus  saying,  he  led  the  way  to  a  neighboring 
eating-house. 

During  the  Revolutionary  War,  the  troops  under 
Colonel  McLane's  command  were  suffering  for  pro- 
visions and  clothing,  and  Congress  had  been  re- 
peatedly petitioned  for  that  relief  which  it  was  not 
in  its  power  to  bestow.  Under  these  circumstances, 
Colonel  McLane  paraded  his  band  of  suffering 
soldiers,  who  were  about  going  into  winter  quarters 
at  Valley  Forge,  and  addressed  them  as  follows  : 
"  Fellow-soldiers,  you  have  served  your  country 
faithfully  and  truly.  We  have  fought  hard  fights 
together  against  a  hard  enemy.  You  are  in  a  bad 
way  for  comfortable  clothes,  and  it  almost  makes 
me  cry  to  see  you  tracking  your  half-frozen,  bloody 
feet  on  the  cold  ground.  But  Congress  can't  help 
it,  nor  can  I.  Now,  if  any  of  you  want  to  return 
home,  to  leave  the  army  at  such  a  time  as  this, 
you  can  go.  Let  those  who  would  like  to  go  step 
out  four  paces  in  front.  But — the  first  man  who 
steps  out — if  I  don't  shoot  him,  my  name  is  not 
McLane!"  It  is  needless  to  add  that  not  a  single 
"  volunteer  for  home  "  was  to  be  found  in  the  ranks. 

Lord  Coleridge  sprang  into  eminence  as  a  lawyer 
by  adroitly  seizing  a  simple  incident  while  he  was 
pleading  the  cause  of  a  man  on  trial  for  murder. 
In  the  course  of  his  long  argument,  a  candle  in  the 
jury-box  flickered  and  went  out,  leaving  the  court- 
room in  darkness.  He  stopped  speaking,  and  the 
silence  in  court  for  a  moment  was  oppressive.  The 
usher  replaced  the  light,  and  Coleridge  resumed 
his  address.  "  Gentlemen  of  the  jury,  you  have  a 
solemn  duty,  a  very  solemn  duty  to  discharge.  The 
life  of  the  prisoner  at  the  bar  is  in  your  hands. 
You  can  take  it — by  a  word.  You  can  extinguish 
that  life  as  the  candle  by  your  side  was  extinguished 
a  moment  ago.  But  it  is  not  in  your  power,  it  is 
not  in  the  power  of  any  of  us — of  any  one  in  this 
court  or  out  of  it — to  restore  that  life,  when  once 
taken,  as  that  light  has  been  restored."  The  tone 
in  which  the  words  were  spoken,  the  cadence  of  the 
voice,  and  the  action  of  the  orator,  with  the  inspira- 
tion of  the  scene  and  the  hour,  produced  a  thrilling 
effect.  The  jury  acquitted  the  prisoner,  and  Cole- 
ridge's fortune  was  made. 


A  young  woman  once  went  to  the  studio  of  the 
artist,  Mr.  Healy,  with  her  face  so  covered  with 
paint  and  powder  that  every  characteristic  line  was 
obliterated.  He  was,  of  course,  in  a  dilemma 
(says  Kate  Field's  Washington).  He  could  not 
order  the  girl  to  go  and  wash  her  face  ;  he  would 
lose  his  commission,  and  he  was  too  polite  a  gen- 
tleman. He  could  not  lay  the  same  paint  on  can- 
vas that  there  was  on  her  face  ;  it  would  not  be 
satisfactory  to  the  family.  When  the  sketch  was 
lined  in,  he  rose  from  his  seat,  sat  down  beside  his 
subject,  and  kindly  asked  her  if  she  was  feeling  as 
well  as  usual.  Surprised,  of  course,  she  replied 
that  she  was.  "  But,  Miss  Jones,  you  walked  from 
your  hotel,  did  you  not?"  "Yes."  "And  you 
came  hurriedly  upstairs  without  stopping  to  rest  ?  " 
"Why,  yes,  of  course."  "Ah,  yes,  Miss  Jones; 
but  you  see,  though  you  may  not  be  feverish,  you 
have  exerted  yourself  so  severely  that  there  is  so 
much  color  in  your  face  that  I  fear  it  would  mis- 
lead me.  Now,  to-morrow,  if  you  will  be  good, 
please  bathe  your  cheeks  in  cool  water  the  last 
thing,  come  in  a  close  carriage,  and  stop  and  rest 
yourself  upon  the  sofa  you  will  find  on  each  landing. 
If  you  do  that,  I  am  sure  we  shall  have  no  more 
trouble."  The  faint  flush  on  her  face  when  she 
came  the  next  day  was  perfectly  natural,  and  did 
not  at  all  retard  the  picture. 


Both  the  method  and  results  -when 
Syrup  of  Figs  is  taken ;  it  is  pleasant 
and  refreshing  to  the  taste,  and  acts 
gently  yet  promptly  on  the  Kidneys, 
Liver  and  Bowels,  cleanses  the  sys- 
tem effectually,  dispels  colds,  head- 
aches and  fevers  and  cures  habitual 
constipation.  Syrup  of  Figs  is  the 
only  remedy  of  its  kind  ever  pro- 
duced, pleasing  to  the  taste  and  ac- 
ceptable to  the  stomach,  prompt  in 
its  action  and  truly  beneficial  in  its 
effects,  prepared  only  from  the  most 
healthy  and  agreeable  substances,  its 
many  excellent  qualities  commend  it 
to  all  and  have  made  it  the  most 
popular  remedy  known. 

Syrup  of  Figs  is  for  sale  in  50 
cent  bottles  by  all  leading  drug- 
gists. Any  reliable  druggist  who 
may  not  have  it  on  hand  will  pro- 
cure it  promptly  for  any  one  who 
wishes  to  try  it.  Do  not  accept  any 
substitute. 

CALIFORNIA  FIG  SYRUP  CO. 

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a  Stimulating  Restorative, 

CONTAINING 

PERUVIAN  BARK,  IRON, 

AND  PURE  CATALAN  WINE, 

the  Great  FRENCH  REMEDY 

for  PRETENTION  and  CUKE  of 

DYSPEPSIA,  MALARIA,    FEVER  and  AGUE, 

NEURALGIA,  loss  of  APPETITE, 

and  RETARDED  CONVALESCENCE 

22  Ituo  Drown,  Paris. 

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80  North  William  Street,  N".  T. 


Bound  volumes  of  the  Argonaut 
from  1877  to  1894— Volumes  I.  to 
XXXIV. — can  be  obtained  at  this 
office. 


Banish  Care, 

But  do  it  consistently,  wisely,  and  not  with  alco- 
holic stimulants,  but  by  the  reinforcement  of 
energy,  the  renewal  of  appetite  and  the  ability  to 
digest,  which  Hostetter's  Stomach  Bitters,  foremost 
among  tonics,  produces.  Malaria,  rheumatism, 
kidney  complaints,  constipation,  and  nervousness 
are  conquered  by  this  victor  over  many  ailments. 


Merit  is  Essential. 


Consumers  have  a  habit  of  determining  by  ex- 
periment whether  an  article  of  food  is  pure,  whole- 
some, convenient,  and  economical.  Borden's  Peer- 
less Brand  Evaporated  Cream  possesses  intrinsic 
merit.     Will  stand  every  test. 


Thousands  of  mothers  give  their  children  SUvd- 
man's  Soothing  Powders  during  the  teething  period. 


-Extra  Mince  Pies,  Swain's,  213  Sutter  St. 


A  GAMP  FIRE  IS 

A  WOOD  OR  GOAL  STOVE  IS  BETTER. 

BUT  A  GAS  STOVE  IS  BEST. 


All  Kinds  of  Gas  Cooking  Stoves  and  Gas 
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S.    F.  GAS-LIGHT    COMPANY, 

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WHITE  STAR  LINE. 

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Sailing  from  Liverpool  and  New 

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FROM    NEW   YORK : 


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Teutonic August  22d 

Britannic August  aqth 

Majestic September  5th 


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Salon  rates,  $50  and  upward,  according  to  steamer  and 
accommodations  selected.  Excursion  tickets  on  favor- 
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Second  cabin.  Majestic  and  Teutonic,  $40  and  $45. 
Steerage  tickets  at  low  rates.  Tickets  for  sale  by  all  the 
leading  railroad  and  steamship  agents  in  San  Francisco. 

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Trains  leave,  and  are  due  to  arrive  at 
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Niles,  San  Jose,  and  Livermore 

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and  Santa  Rosa 

Benicia,  Vacaville,  Esparto, 
Woodland,  Knights  Landing, 
MarysvUle,  Oroville,  and  Sac- 
ramento   

Niles,  San  Jose,  Livermore,  Stock- 
ton, Modesto,  Merced,  and 
Fresno  

Raymond  (for  Yosemite) 

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Bakersneld,  Santa  Barbara,  and 
Los  Angeles 

Santa  Fe  Route,  Atlantic  Express 
for  Mojave  and  East 

European  Mail,  Ogden  and  East.. . 

Haywards,  Niles,  and  San  Jose 

Vallejo 

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MarysvUle,  Redding,  Portland, 
Puget  Sound,  and  East. 


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IO.45  A. 

IO.45  A. 

9.45  A. 

7.45  A. 

t    7-45  P- 


10,45   A. 


SANTA   CRUZ  DIVISION  ( Narrow  Gauge). 

t  7.45  a.  Sunday  Excursion  for  Newark, 
San    Jose,    Los    Gatos,    Felton, 

and  Santa  Cruz J  8.05   P. 

8.15  A.  Newark,  CentervUle,  San  Jose", 
Felton,  Boulder  Creek,  Santa 
Cruz,  and  Way  Stations 6.20  P. 

*  2.45  p.  Newark,  CentervUle,  San  Jose, 
New  Almaden,  Felton,  Boulder 
Creek,  Santa  Cruz,  and  prin- 
cipal Way  Stations *n.5o  a. 

4.45    p.     Newark,  San  Jose,  Los  Gatos 9.50  a. 


COAST  DIVISION,  Third  and  Townsend  Sts. 


*  6.45  A.     San  Jose,  New  Almaden,  and  Way 

Stations *  1.45  p, 

J  7.30  a.  San  Jose,  Santa  Cruz,  Pacific 
Grove,  and  principal  Way  Sta- 
tions      %  8.33  p. 

8.15  a.  San  Jose,  Tres  Pinos,  Santa  Cruz, 
Pacific  Grove,  Paso  Robles,  San 
Luis  Obispo,  and  principal  Way 

Stations 6,26  P. 

X  9-47  A.    Palo  Alto  and  Way  Stations \  1.45  p. 

10.40  a.    San  J  ose  and  Way  Stations 5.06  p. 

11.45  A-     Palo  Alto  and  Way  Stations 3.30  P. 

*  2.20  P.     San  Jose,  GUroy,  Tres  Pinos,  Santa 

Cruz,  Salinas,  Monterey,  Pacific 

Grove *io.4o  A. 

*  3.30  p.    San  Jose  and  principal  Way  Sta- 

tions   9.47  a. 

*  4.25   p.     Palo  Alto  and  Way  Stations *  8.06  A. 

5.10  p.     San  Jose  and  Way  Stations *  8.48  a. 

6.30  P.     Palo  Alto  and  Way  Stations 6.35  a. 

fn.45  p.    Palo  Alto  and  principal  Way  Sta- 
tions f  7.26  p. 


CREEK  ROUTE  FERRY. 

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*7.oo  *8.oo  9.00  *io.oo  and  11.00  a.  m.,  *i2.3o, 
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a  for  morning,    P  for  afternoon.   *  Sundays  excepted. 
t  Saturdays  only.     J  Sundays  only. 


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THE        ARGONAUT. 


August  6,  1894. 
TIVOLJ    OPERA    HOUSE. 

Keeling  Bros Proprietors  and  Managers 

Saturday  and  Sunday  Evenings.      A  Great  Production. 
Strauss's  Lovely  Waltz  Opera, 

GYPSY     BARON! 

In  Preparation DON  JUAX  (ad  lib) 

Popular  Prices 35  and  50  cents 

CALIFORNIA  THEATRE. 

Al.  Havman  &  Co.,  Lessees  |  S.  H.  Friedlander,  Mgr. 
.Week   of   August    6th.       Farewell    Performances   of 

MR.    EDWARD    HARRICAN 

And  His  New  York  Company. 

Monday.  Tuesday,  and  Wednesday  Evenings, 

-:-     OLD    LAVENDER    -:- 

Thursday,  Friday,  Saturday,  and  Sunday  Evenings,  and 

Saturday  Matinee, 

-:-     KEULT     AND     THE     400     -:- 

Week  of  August  13th Lady  "Windermere's  Fan 

BALDWIN    THEATRE. 

Al.  Havman  &  Co Lessees  and  Managers 

Beginning   Monday,    August   6th.       Charles    Frohman's 

Slock  Company  from  the  Empire  Theatre,  New 

York.     First  Week  Only, 

-:-    SOWING  THE  WIND    -:- 

As  Presented  for  250  Nights  in  New  York. 
August  1 3th Liberty  Hall 

Fruit  Graded 


After  the  slop  which  so  often  takes  the  place  of 
dramatic  work  at  our  local  theatres,  it  is  refreshing 
to  listen  to  a  clean,  bright  piece  like  "  Christopher, 
Jr."  It  is  said  on  the  bills  to  have  been  written  by 
Mrs.  Madeline  Lucette  Ryley,  evidently  a  careful 
student  of  fiction  and  the  drama.  She  possesses  a 
fine  talent  for  judicious  plagiarism.  The  conjugal 
relation  between  the  Colts  is  taken  from  one  of 
Rhoda  Broughton's  most  amusing  books  ;  the  situa- 
tion between  Colt  the  father  and  Colt  the  son  is 
borrowed  from  an  English  comedy  that  has  been 
played  here  within  three  years  ;  even  Glibb,  the 
silent  man,  who  opens  his  mouth  but  never  puts 
the  opening  to  any  use,  is  an  old  acquaintance. 
But  the  plagiarist,  if  he  be  skillful,  is  a  person  to 
be  respected.  It  is  far  better  to  borrow  bright 
things  than  to  utter  dull  things  because  they  are 
original.  No  doubt,  if  the  truth  were  known,  when 
the  plays  of  Shakespeare  and  Moliere  were  first 
performed,  the  erudite  whispered  "chestnuts"  at 
some  of  the  good  things  ;  but  the  public  enjoyed 
them  without  concerning  itself  about  their  pater- 
nity, and,  in  course  of  time,  the  original  victim  of 
the  spoliation  has  been  forgotten  and  the  spoiler's 
title  has  been  quieted  by  prescription.  In  the  mat- 
ter of  the  drama,  the  article  of  the  Code  Napo- 
leon should  apply — "  La  recherche  de  la  paternity  est 
inierdite" 

Wherever  she  got  her  material,  Mrs.  Madeline 
Lucette  Ryley  made  dexterous  use  of  it.  The  main- 
spring of  the  drama  is  an  incident  which  occurred 
on  board  a  steamer  plying  to  the  Island  of  Trini- 
dad. After  a  too  copious  supper,  Christopher,  Jr., 
staggers  in  the  dark  to  a  state-room,  which  he  sup- 
poses to  be  his,  and  turns  in.  After  a  few  moments 
he  discovers  that  he  is  not  the  sole  occupant  of 
the  state-room.  In  the  berth  below  him  a  lovely 
maiden  sleeps  the  sleep  of  innocence.  Leaping 
from  his  berth,  he  dashes  out  of  the  state-room,  to 
fall  into  the  arms  of  a  colonel  in  the  army,  bearded 
like  the  pard  and  bristling  with  wrath.  He  is  the 
father  of  the  damsel,  and  he  will  agree  to  spare 
Christopher's  life  only  on  condition  that  he  marries 
the  girl  on  their  arrival  at  Trinidad.  Christopher 
sees  no  other  alternative  ;  the  colonel  has  four 
soldiers  behind  him,  all  with  bayonets  pointed  at 
his  midriff.  He  marches  like  a  lamb  to  the  chap- 
lain's quarters,  and  is  married  to  a  girl  whom  he 
has  never  seen  and  whom  he  does  not  see  then,  for  her 
emotion  is  such  that  she  can  not  rise  from  her 
couch  in  an  inner  room.  He  takes  the  precaution 
to  sign  the  marriage  contract  by  a  false  name — the 
name  of  a  friend — and  then  he  flies. 

Thus  this  strangely-mated  couple  float  through 
time,  apparently  single,  but  with  a  matrimonial  ball 
and  chain  fast  to  their  ankles.  Both  keep  their  ad- 
venture a  secret.  The  lady  believes  that  her  name 
is  Mrs.  Burt  Bellaby,  and  wonders  what  her  hus- 
band is  like.  Christopher  is  sorry  he  did  not  take 
at  least  one  look  at  his  wife  before  he  cast  her  off. 
It  is  awkward  for  a  man  and  a  woman  to  be  mar- 
ried and  yet  not  to  know  each  other  by  sight. 
Meanwhile,  Christopher  Colt,  senior,  who  is  the 
type  of  the  cruel  parent,  spends  his  life  in  objurgat- 
ing his  son  in  true  stage  fashion,  but  consents  to 
forgive  him  if  he  will  marry  a  lady  he  has  picked 
out.  For  obvious  reasons  Christopher  can  not 
comply  with  the  paternal  request.  But  he  is 
allowed  a  term  for  consideration,  and  in  that  term 
he  meets  the  lady  from  Trinidad,  wins  her  heart, 
and  all  ends  happily  with  a  second  marriage  be- 
tween the  pair. 

This  is  rather  a  flimsy  basis  for  a  four-act  comedy, 
and  there  is  a  good  deal  of  padding  in  some  of  the 
acts.  The  piece  depends  on  the  dialogue,  which  is 
crisp,  neat,  and  witty,  and  upon  the  clever  acting 
of  the  artists  who  play  Christopher,  Jr.,  and  Dora. 
It  would  be  a  failure  if  the  former  part  were  in- 
trusted to  a  commonplace  actor,  and  it  would  be 
heavy  work  to  carry  it  through  if  the  actress  who 
plays  Dora  were  not  endowed  with  vivacity  and 
entrain.  It  is  but  simple  truth  to  say  that  Mr. 
Drew  and  Miss  Maude  Adams  make  it  what  it  is — 
a  decided  hit. 

Mr.  John  Drew  has  been  many  years  before  the 
public,  but  has  never  till  now  shown  what  was  in 
him.  In  Daly's  troupe,  the  discipline  was  excellent 
to  develop  the  talent  of  novices  ;  but  it  had  rather 
a  tendency  to  cramp  the  spontaneity  of  a  matured 
artist.  Drew  played  many  parts  at  Daly's  with  Ada 
Rehan,  and  played  them  well ;  but  he  never  showed 
himself  the  finished  comedian  he  is  now.  He  may 
be  said  to  stand  alone  as  the  representative  of  the 
gentleman  on  our  stage.  Such  artists  are  seen 
more  f^quently  on  the  Paris  stage  than  on  the 
F'.-u-e  in   Loudon  or  New  York,     A  fine  breed  of 

-.ii  is  reared  at  the  Theatre  Francais.     We  saw 


an  excellent  specimen  in  Coquelin,  whom  Mr.  Drew 
appears  to  have  studied  to  advantage.  Their  char- 
acteristics are  naturalness  and  simplicity. 

But  all  the  study  in  the  world  will  not  teach  an 
actor  to  play  the  part  of  a  gentleman  naturally,  un- 
less he  have  the  instincts  of  a  born  gentleman. 
That  does  not  mean  that  the  blood  of  the  Howards 
must  necessarily  course  in  his  veins  ;  Colonel  New- 
combe,  who  poses  in  fiction  as  the  type  of  the  per- 
fect gentleman,  came  of  roiurier  stock.  It  means 
that  he  must  have  the  gentle  instincts  of  the  highest 
order  of  men  ;  and  they  must  be  cultivated  by  asso- 
ciation with  well-bred  people  so  as  to  come  to  their 
full  maturity.  The  average  actor  who  takes  to  the 
stage  from  ambition ,  or  conceit,  or  as  a  means  of  liv- 
ing, rarely  has  anything  in  the  way  of  family  to 
boast  of.  Oftener  than  not,  his  father  was  a  stage- 
carpenter,  or  a  property-man,  or  a  "  supe."  When 
the  son  gets  a  line  of  parts  assigned  to  him,  he  has 
no  opportunity  to  study  manners.  His  evenings 
are  spent  on  the  stage,  his  days  are  taken  up  with 
rehearsals.  The  occasions  on  which  he  can  study 
the  ways  and  manners  of  those  who  are  bred  in  the 
purple  are  few  and  far  between.  Hence,  when  he 
is  allotted  the  part  of  a  gentleman,  he  is  out  of 
place  ;  he  can  notfaire  illusion,  as  the  French  say  ; 
and  no  matter  how  he  may  dress,  or  mouth  his 
words,  or  mince  his  steps,  the  plebeian  always 
sticks  ,out.  There  are  some  things  which  can 
only  be  learned  in  youth.  Women  can  never  learn 
them  after  they  emerge  from  their  teens.  There 
was,  not  many  years  ago  in  society  in  London,  a 
lady  who  was  the  wife  of  one  of  England's  most 
gallant  officers.  She  had  married  her  husband  in 
very  early  life.  Her  people  were  in  humble 
station,  and  had  no  conception  of  the  amenities  of 
high  breeding.  When  her  husband  was  titled  for 
gallant  deeds,  and  she  was  Lady ,  she  strug- 
gled heroically  not  to  put  him  to  shame.  So  long 
as  she  sat  still  and  held  her  tongue,  no  one  sus- 
pected that  she  was  not  a  real  lady  ;  but  at  a  sup- 
per, one  evening,  to  which  she  was  escorted  by  a 
noble  marquis,  she  could  not  resist  asking  him 
what  he  thought  the  gold  spoons  cost,  and  so  she 
betrayed  herself. 

Mr.  Drew  does  not  appear  to  be  the  sort  of  man 
who  appraises  the  plate  on  his  friends'  tables.  His 
Christopher  was  so  natural  a  personage  that  he 
would  not  have  attracted  attention  in  a  private 
house.  He  was  preternaturally  bright  and  quick- 
witted ;  but  such  people  are  met  with  in  every-day 
life.  There  was  a  crisp  humor  in  his  tones  which 
is  not  common  ;  but  even  this  had  no  professional 
twang.  He  said  the  sharp  thing  in  a  quiet  way,  as 
if  he  were  always  saying  such  things  just  in  that 
demure,  unpretentious  style.  The  unfolding  of  the 
comedy  afforded  him  fine  opportunities  for  quiet 
drollery,  as,  for  instance,  when  he  is  making  love 
to  his  own  wife  and  listening  to  the  diatribes  she 
launches  against  himself,  in  ignorance  of  the  fact 
that  he  was  the  hero  of  the  marriage  scene  at 
Trinidad.  This  is  really  a  very  comic  situation, 
and  it  is  handled  by  the  authoress  with  finesse  and 
delicacy.  When  the  lady  he  loves — and  who  be- 
longs to  him,  if  he  only  knew  it — asks  him  whether 
Chris  —  of  whose  identity  with  her  husband 
and  her  present  lover  she  is  ignorant — is  not  a 
drunkard  and  a  gambler,  and  he  tries  to  defend 
himself  without  betraying  his  personality,  the 
scene  is  highly  comic.  "Then  you  know  Christo- 
pher Colt?"  asks  the  lady.  "  I  know  him  pretty 
well,"  answers  the  gentleman.  "And  you  think 
well  of  him  ?  "  ejaculates  the  lady.  "  I  think,"  says 
Chris,  badgered  into  self-defense,  "that  he  is 
one  of  the  finest  fellows  in  the  world." 

The  play  would  hardly  go  off  so  well  as  it  does 
were  it  not  for  the  excellent  acting  of  Miss  Maude 
Adams.  Miss  Adams  has  not  much  to  do,  and  has 
no  striking  scenes  which  she  can  call  her  own.  But 
her  part  requires  a  constant  display  of  vivacity 
which  few  actresses  can  maintain  on  a  stretch.  She 
must  be  always  catching  the  ball  which  Chris 
throws  to  her  and  sending  it  back  to  him.  She  is 
more  than  half  in  love  with  this  stranger,  whom 
she  knows  by  the  name  of  A.  Blank  ;  but  as  she  is 
married  to  a  man  whom  she  never  saw,  she  must 
stifle  any  sentiment  which  may  awake  in  her  bosom. 
Her  coquetry  is  really  delicious,  and  reminds  the 
beholder  of  a  modern  Rosalind.  She  is  merry, 
esfiiglee,  tender,  full  of  life  and  spirit,  and  as  re- 
fined in  her  speech  and  acting  as  Drew  himself. 
The  dialogues  between  the  pair  are  far  more  real- 
istic than  the  stage  usually  permits.  As  in  real  life, 
both  man  and  girl  say  gauche  things  which  they 
would  fain  recall  ;  the  slips  of  the  tongue  give 
actuality  to  the  scene.  How  much  more  delightful 
such  natural  talk  is  than  the  stilted  dialogues  in 
which  each  personage  delivers  him  or  herself  of 
speeches  which  sound  as  if  they  were  cut  out  of  a 
conversation  book ! 

It  is  pleasant  to  hear  that  throughout  this  engage- 
ment Mr.  Drew  and  Miss  Adams  have  drawn  good 
houses.  The  fact  proves  that  San  Franciscans  know 
a  good  thing  when  they  see  it.  In  these  three  weeks 
Mr.  Drew  has  demonstrated  that  a  play  need  not  be 
Frenchy  to  draw  good  houses  in  San  Francisco  and 
that  a  piece  may  be  popular  without  turning  on 
breaches  of  the  decalogue. 


STAGE    GOSSIP. 


—  Millie -Christine,  the  famous  living 
two-headed  woman,  better  known  as  "The  Caro- 
lina Twin,"  is  now  giving  receptions  daily  (Sundays 
excepted),  at  917  Market  Street.  Admission  15 
cents,  children  10  cents. 


Oscar  Wilde's  much-discussed  play,  "  Lady 
Windermere's  Fan,"  will  follow  the  Harrigan  Com- 
pany at  the  California  Theatre. 

The  second  week  of  the  Frohman  company  will 
be  devoted  to  "Liberty  Hall,"  and  "The  Coun- 
cillor's Wife  "  and  "  Gudgeons  "  will  follow  it. 

"The  Gypsy  Baron"  was  revived  on  Monday 
night  at  the  Tivoli  Opera  House,  where  it  had  not 
been  heard  for  four  years,  and  its  pretty  tunes  and 
lively  action  were  warmly  greeted.  It  will  be  con- 
tinued all  next  week. 

Miss  Keith  Wakeman,  an  Oakland  girl,  has  been 
playing  second  parts  in  Willard's  company  in  Lon- 
don, and  her  work  in  "  The  Professor's  Love- 
Story"  and  "A  Fool's  Paradise"  has  been  highly 
praised.  She  has  gone  to  Paris  for  two  months' 
rest  and  study  before  her  return  to  New  York. 
Nannie  Craddock,  another  California  girl,  was  also 
in  Willard's  company. 

The  Frohman  company's  engagement  at  the 
Baldwin  will  open  on  Monday  night  with  "  Sowing 
the  Wind,"  by  Sydney  Grundy,  a  play  in  which  the 
consequences  of  a  man's  early  sin  bring  trouble  to 
him  and  his  in  later  years.  The  period  is  about 
1830,  and  the  costumes  were  much  commented 
upon  in  New  York,  where  "Sowing  the  Wind" 
ran  three  hundred  nights. 

Monday  evening  ushers  in  the  eighth  and  fare- 
well week  of  Edward  Harrigan's  engagement  at 
the  California  Theatre,  and  in  response  to  many 
requests  handed  in  at  the  box-office,  he  will  appear 
in  his  two  best  plays.  "Old  Lavender"  will  be 
given  on  Monday,  Tuesday,  and  Wednesday  even- 
ings, and  "  Reilly  and  the  400  "  will  be  played  dur- 
ing the  remainder  of  the  week. 

The  Frohman  company,  which  comes  to  the 
Baldwin  on  Monday  night,  is  headed  by  Henry 
Miller  and  Viola  Allen,  and  the  other  members  are 
Isabella  Irving,  Mary  Hampton,  May  Robson, 
Agnes  Miller,  Genevieve  Reynolds,  Margaret 
Craven,  William  Faversham,  Robert  Edeson, 
Frank  Mills,  W.  H.  Thompson,  W.  H.  Compton, 
E.  Y.  Backus,  J.  P.  Whitman,  John  Sorrentz,  and 
Arthur  Boylan. 

They  have  been  having  Rejane  in  "Madame 
Sans-GSne,"  in  London,  and,  as  it  is  to  be  given  in 
English  at  the  Lyceum — with  Irving  as  Napoleon — 
the  critics  have  been  discussing  the  possibilities  for 
the  title-r61e.  The  critic  of  the  Pall  Mall  Gazette 
has  said  that  "  Ada  Rehan  is  the  only  actress  who 
can  play  Madame  Sans-G6ne  in  our  language,"  and 
that  for  any  other  English-speaking  actress  to  at- 
tempt to  play  the  part  would  be  "provocative  of 
derision."  This  is  so  palpably  directed  at  Ellen 
Terry  that  his  patriotic  confreres  are,  to  a  man, 
"  hot  in  the  collar,"  so  to  speak.  If  Terry  does  try 
the  part,  she  will  have  all  the  critics  with  her,  ex- 
cept one.  And  Mr.  Astor  may  feel  his  replanted 
patriotism  sufficiently  to  call  even  him  down. 


DCCLXVII.— Bill  of  Fare  for  Six  Persons,  Sunday, 
August  5,  1894. 
Corn  Soup. 
Cantaloupe. 
Lamb  Chops.     Tomato  Sauce.     Mashed  Potatoes. 
Lima  Beans. 
Stuffed  Squabs,  with  Mushrooms. 
Vegetable  Salad. 
Chocolate  Ice-Cream.     Jelly  Cake. 
Coffee. 
Corn  Soup. — Take  one  pint  of  grated  corn,  one  quart 
of  milk,  one  pint  of  water.     Boil  the  corn   in   the  water 
for  half  an  hour.     Let  the   milk  come  to  a  boil,  with  a 
small  sliced  onion  in  it.     Mix  two  tablespoonfuls  of  but- 
ter with  two  even  ones  of  flour,  rub  smooth  with  a  little 
of  the  boiling  milk.     When  smooth,  stir  it  into  the  milk 
and  cook  a  few   minutes,  perhaps   ten.     Strain,   season 
with  pepper,  salt,  and  a  very  little  mace  or  grated  nutmeg. 


—  Knox's  Sparkling  Gelatine  received 
the  only  medal  at  World's  Fair.  The  new  granu- 
lated package  dissolves  in  two  minutes.  Makes  one 
pint  more  jelly  than  shred.     Ask  your  grocer  for  it. 


The  third  National  Irrigation  Congress  is  to  meet 
at  Denver  in  the  near  future,  and  will  continue  the 
good  work  of  the  Los  Angeles  congress  of  last 
October — which  created  irrigation  commissions  to 
study  the  needs  of  the  various  communities — by 
formulating  a  national  policy  and  a  code  of  local 
laws  to  govern  irrigation.  The  commission  for  Cali- 
fornia is  composed  of  Eli  H.  Murray.  San  Diego  ; 
W.  S.  Green,  Colusa  ;  C.  C.  Wright,  Modesto  ; 
J.  A.  Pritle,  Los  Angeles  ;  L.  M.  Holt,  Los  An- 
geles. Information  as  to  the  work  of  the  local 
committee  and  the  arrangements  for  the  entertain- 
ment of  the  congress  can  be  obtained  of  Thomas 
L.  Smith,  secretary  local  committee,  rooms  rr  and 
12,  Equitable  Building,  Denver,  Colo. 


The  steamer  Pomona  will  be  run  on  Saturday  ex- 
cursions to  Santa  Cruz  and  Monterey  hereafter  by 
the  Pacific  Coast  Steamship  Company,  leaving  this 
city  at  4  P.  H.  on  Saturdays  and  being  due  here  on 
the  return  at  5  A.  M.  on  Mondays. 


The  Southern  Pacific  train  (narrow-gauge)  that 
leaves  for  Newark,  San  Jose\  and  Los  Gatos  at 
4.45  P.  M.,  will  hereafter,  on  Saturdays  and  Sun- 
days, run  through  to  Santa  Cruz. 

—  H.  C.  Massie— Dentist, 

114  Geary  Street,  San  Francisco. 
Gentle  treatment  assured. 


CALIFORNIA 

FRUIT  GRADER 

Rides  011  Rubber  Belts, 

Which  carry  it  along  smoothly  until  reaching  the  proper 
space,  it  slides  into  the  boxes  waiting  to  receive  it.  The 
roller  revolves  the  fruit  gently  until  it  is  perfectly  assorted 
according  to  size.  No  longer  dependent  upon  gravita- 
tion, as  is  the  case  with  other  Graders,  and  which  neces- 
sarily results  in  injury  and  bruising  of  the  fruit. 


Practical  Experiences  and  Comparisons : 

Vacaville,  June  27,  '94. 

"The  advantages  of  grading  are  too  well  understood 
among  fruit-growers  to  admit  of  any  argument,  and  has 
become  an  absolute  necessity  to  all  dryers,  canners,  and 
packers.  I  have  experimented  with  different  machines 
and  find  that  the  Cal.  Fruit  Grader  which  I  have  been 
using  for"  two  years  handles  the  fruit  more  carefully  and 
does  better  work  on  all  kinds  of  fruit  than  any  other 
Grader  I  have  seen."  Frank  H.   Blck. 

San  Jose,  July  28,  '94. 

"We  are  running  the  Cal.  Fruit  Grader  on  apricots 
and  are  well  pleased  with  its  work.  It  grades  much 
closer  and  more  rapidly  than  another  Grader  we  are 
using,  and  is  beyond  comparison  with  a  much  more  costly 
and  complicated  machine  we  have  been  using  heretofore." 
Start  &  Morrison. 

Increased  Manufacturing:  Facilities  ena- 
bling Corresponding  Reduction  in  Cost,  we 
are  giving  our  purchasers  the  benefit. 

Write  for  Descriptive  Circular  and  Price  List. 

C.  C.  WICKSON    &   CO. 

MANUFACTURERS, 

3  and  5  Front  St.,  San  Francisco. 
331  So.  EroadwaT,  Los  Angeles. 

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How  Chicago  Liked  Them  and  They  Chicago. 


In  the  last  few  issues  of  Harper  s  Weekly,  Fred- 
eric Remington  has  a  number  of  sketches  of  scenes 
in  and  around  the  railroad  yards  at  Chicago  when 
the  regular  troops  were  suppressing  the  riots  there. 
In  the  te.xt  accompanying  his  sketches,  he  has 
equally  graphic  descriptions.  Remington  is  an  en- 
thusiastic admirer  of  the  United  States  army.  In 
one  place  he  says  : 

"  The  troops  came  in  by  the  train-load,  and  the 
mayor  and  the  governor  didn't  want  them,  and 
neither  did  the  mob  ;  but  the  mob,  and  the  mayor, 
and  the  governor  had  them,  and  '  they  had  to  like 
them,  too.'  Slat-cars  full  of  horses,  big  guns  on 
flats,  and  coaches  of  'horse,  foot,  and  dragoons,' 
dusty  and  tough,  with  that  delicious  U.  S.  cam- 
paign hat  knocked  into  a  thousand  fanciful  ways — 
you  can  read  character  by  that  hat.  Big  gunners 
from  Riley,  the  red  of  their  faces  running  their 
stripes  a  close  second — it's  the  kiss  of  the  Kansas 
sun.  They  fall  into  the  arms  of  the  gunners  from 
Sheridan,  and  pound  each  other  on  the  back. 
'  Cut  the  fuse  to  zero  and  turn  her  loose — hey,  old 
man  ? '  .  .  . 

"  There  is  infantry  to  throw  at  the  birds,  in  full 
field  ris,  and  up  to  the  camps  they  come  with  the 
swing-swing,  swing-swing  of  a  thousand  legs  mov- 
ing in  unison  while  the  dust  rises.  Officers  with 
six-shooters  and  sword,  a  handkerchief  around 
their  necks,  old  uniforms,  dust,  and  the  hat  pulled 
down  over  the  right  eye — the  infantry  '  make-up ' 
tough  in  their  business  suits.  No  music,  no  noise, 
no  look  to  the  right  or-  left — just  playing  a  profes- 
sional engagement  in  Chicago.  Cavalry  go  to  clear 
the  camp-grounds  of  the  hundreds  of  tramps  which 
Chicago  allows  to  decorate  her  parks.  It  was 
funny  to  see  the  bums,  as  their  beery  senses  re- 
turned, as  they  threw  their  eyes  over  this  unusual 
molestation.  One  man  sat  up,  comprehended,  and 
shot  into  the  air  three  feet,  like  the  gentleman  in  the 
'  Black  Crook '  who  comes  up  through  the  star- 
trap,  and  then  he  struck  an  eleven-second  gait  for 
the  crowd.  One  man  made  a  talk  when  told  to  'get 
out.'  '  Why  ? '  he  asked.  '  That's  why,'  came  the 
military  reply,  as  a  lieutenant  and  a  soldier  grabbed 
him  by  the  scruff  of  the  neck,  spurred  their  horses, 
and  he  never  hit  the  ground  for  a  hundred 
yards.  .  .  . 

"  The  trouble  is  all  with  General  Miles — we  have 
got  to  get  him  out  of  the  army  before  we  can  have 
any  wars.  He  spoiled  the  Sioux  War,  and  he  will 
spoil  this,  too — so  all  the  soldiers  think.  He  is  too 
anxious  to  fight,  and  gets  a  lot  of  soldiers  right  up 
where  the  enemy  can  have  fun  with  them,  and  then 
the  enemy  thinks  it  over  carefully  and  concludes  to 
wait.  It  is  very  discouraging.  And  then,  too,  he 
is  young,  and  we  are  likely  to  have  him  a  good 
while  yet.  Major  Wallace  Randolph  is  here  from 
Fort  Riley,  with  his  war-paint  on  and  a  new  kind 
of  shell,  which  he  is  very  anxious  to  try.  The 
decent  people  of  Chicago  open  everything  to  the 
troops  ;  and  well  they  may,  since  their  presence 
alone  keeps  the  social  scum  from  rising  to  the  top. 
There  is  always  more  or  less  doubt  about  all  the 
other  forces  of  the  law,  but  no  one  doubts  the 
'  regulars.'  The  regulars  hate  the  scum.  The 
scum  taunts  the  soldier  across  the  street  with  vile 
language  ;  but  he,  the  soldier,  looks  deaf  and 
dumb.  One  bum,  in  a  spirit  of  bravado,  came 
across  the  street  to  have  fun  with  the  soldiers,  and 
to  show  his  comrades  what  easy  game  soldiers  were. 
Well,  it  was  rather  interesting.  He  was  told  to  halt 
by  a  sentinel,  but  came  on  ;  the  soldier  put  his  gun 
d  porie  to  bar  his  way,  and  the  bum  grabbed 
the  gun.  The  soldier  wrenched  at  the  gun,  and 
it  was  in  such  position  that  he  could  have  run 
the  man  through  with  it ;  but,  in  the  most  leisurely 
way,  up  walked  the  other  sentry  and  gave  the  tough 
the  butt  right  on  the  temple.  He  dropped  like  a 
beef,  and  the  blood  came  plenty.  The  soldiers  re- 
sumed their  weary  round,  and  the  friends  who  were 
to  witness  the  fun  with  the  soldiers  came  over  at  re- 
quest and  lugged  off  the  compost.  These  vermin 
are  gradually  coming  to  understand  certain  phases 
of  the  military  profession.  Apropos  of  this,  all  the 
authorities  on  mobs — and  there  are  books  and  pam- 
phlets without  number — agree  that  to  temporize 
with  a  mob  means  more  blood  to  shed  in  the  future. 
Chicago  should  have  been  put  under  martial  law 
immediately  ;  a  few  rioters  shot,  and  this  would  all 
have  been  over  before  now.  The  early  fight  is 
what  a  mob  wants,  and  I  do  not  see  why  the  au- 
thorities should  ever  experiment  with  it.  There  is 
a  big  foreign  population  here  in  Chicago,  which 
isn't  American  in  any  particular,  and  it  follows 
readily  any  demagogue  with  revolutionary  tenden- 
cies ;  it  is  pitied  and  patted  by  conscienceless  poli- 
ticians, and  I  think  it  really  believed  that  it  would 
not  be  very  difficult  to  turn  the  government  over  ; 
but  it  now  entertains  some  doubts  on  the  sub- 
ject. .  .  . 

"A  good  type  of  the  work  is  the  experience  of 
Corporal  McPherson,  of  K  Troop,  Seventh 
Cavalry,  who  sat  on  a  box-car  which  was  un- 
coupled by  the  strikers.  The  train  went  on  for  a 
hundred  yards  before  it  stopped.  The  corporal 
was  told  to  come  down  by  two  policemen,  who 
then  abandoned  him  ;  but,  with  rifle  and  gun,  he 
stood  off  the  threatening  mob,  and  made  his  way 
to  the  rear  of  the  train,  on  which  sat  Lieutenant 


Sherer  and  another  man  with  leveled  [carbines  to 
cover  his  retreat.  This  Sherer  is  a  hopelessly 
brave  chap,  and  he  turned  a  switch,  and  stood  a 
mob  off  with  a  gun,  and  arrested  a  rioter,  and 
made  complaint  in  court  against  him,  all  of  which 
enterprise  he  calls  'rustling  for  K  Troop.'  A 
sentry  who  had  been  taunted  and  insulted  for  an 
hour,  as  he  paced  his  post,  came  off  guard  and  up 
to  Lieutenant  Brewer,  his  face  pale  with  rage  and 
the  tears  streaming.     '  Lieutenant,  can   I  lick  that 

?     I  will  take  off  my  uniform,  so  as 

not  to  disgrace  it,  and  fight  in  my  underclothes.' 
The  poor  fellow  had  been  maddened  by  the 
cowardly  mob,  and  no  soldier  ought  to  be  asked  to 
stand  such  abuse.  .  .  . 

"  The  soldier  mind  doesn't  understand  the  Hun- 
garian, or  Polack,  or  whatever  the  stuff  is  ;  he  will 
talk  to  a  real  American  striker  in  an  undertone,  and 
tell  him  it  is  best  to  go  home  and  not  get  shot,  but 
he  tells  me  in  his  simple  way,  '  Say,  do  you  know 
them  things  ain't  human  ?  Before  God  I  don't 
think  they  are  men.'  .  .  . 

"  It  is  a  great  change  of  air  for  the  Seventh  Cav- 
alry. The  regiment  was  born  on  the  Platte  River, 
pretty  far  up  stream,  and  it  has  never  been  far 
enough  East  until  the  last  few  years  to  buy  a  fine- 
tooth  comb  or  hear  a  hand-organ  ;  but  it  is  East 
now,  and  right  in  the  middle  of  civilization.  And 
there  are  things  in  Chicago  it  doesn't  like,  and  if 
you  want  the  re-created  spirit  of  Homer,  you  ought 
to  hear  a  Seventh  Cavalry  trooper  tell  what  he 
thinks  of  Chicago's  mob.  Chicago's  mob  doesn't 
like  the  Seventh  Cavalry,  or,  at  least,  what  it  has 
seen  of  it.  Captain  L.  R.  Hare,  with  K  Troop, 
rode  through  the  stock-yards  over  the  tracks,  and 
the  mob  couldn't  get  used  to  his  horses,  and  they 
didn't  stop  to  try.  They  called  his  soldiers  vile 
names,  and  United  States  soldiers  are  not  used  to 
being  called  names,  and  they  get  mad  about  it. 
The  men  boil  inwardly,  but  the  order  '  to  shoot ' 
didn't  come,  so  the  poor  soldier  had  to  sit  his  horse 
and  frown,  and  '  cuss '  inwardly.  But  he  is  bottling 
up  a  seething  vat  of  wrath,  and  if  it  ever  comes  out,  it 
will  scorch  something.  It  is  awful  bad  messing  for 
troop-horses,  charging  on  tracks  ;  it  pulls  the  troop 
in  the  frogs  of  the  track,  and  it  slips  ;  but  United 
States  cavalry  can  go  anywhere — that's  an  axiom. 
After  the  malodorous  crowd  of  anarchistic  foreign 
trash  had  run  as  far  as  its  breath  would  hold  out 
and  the  cavalry  halted,  a  real  workman  came  out 
on  a  window-landing  of  a  big  factory  and  shook  his 
fist  at  the  flying  mob.  '  Kill  'em — kill  every  one 
of  'em,  you  soldiers  ;  they  are  cowards  ;  they  ain't 
got  no  wives  and  children  ;  they  are  cowardly 
whelps,  and  they  do  me  harm  who  have  a  wife 
and  children  and  wants  to  make  an  honest  living. 
Damn  'em,  I  wish  I  was  a  soldier ! '  Whereat 
Uncle  Sam's  troopers  felt  refreshed  morally.  .  .  . 

"  Before  the  charge  some  men  undertook  to 
throw  stones.  Captain  Hare  raised  his  arm,  and  a 
man,  evidently  an  American,  came  out  of  the 
crowd  and  harangued  it :  '  Now  go  away  ;  them's 
United  States  soldiers,  and  they  are  ordered  here, 
and  they'll  shoot  if  they  get  the  order — only  no 
one's  got  the  sand  to  give  it  to  them — and  if  they 
shoot,  they'll  kill  a  heap  of  people  ;  they  can't  help 
it ;  don't  curse  them  ;  curse  Cleveland  ;  he's  the 
man  that  they  represent '  ;  but  he  was  howled 
down  by  a  mob  too  beery  to  comprehend  even  that 
much  sense.  .  .  . 

"  When  I  went  with  the  three  companies  of  in- 
fantry to  Hammond,  they  got  the  order  in  their 
camp,  were  packed  in  fifteen  minutes,  and  '  right 
forward — fours  right,'  they  swung  off  down  the 
road.  .  .  . 

"  It  would  do  any  soldier's  heart  good,  it  would 
fairly  fill  his  eye,  to  see  our  United  States  soldiers 
out  here — it  is  so  refreshing  to  one  who  knows  how 
to  estimate  parade-day  affairs  —  the  business-like 
look,  the  utter  '  don't  care  '  of  the  men,  the  perfect 
machine,  the  tall,  bronzed  young  athletes  with  the 
packs  and  campaign  hats,  the  water  and  grub  and 
one  hundred  rounds,  the  officers  in  flannel  shirts 
with  revolver  and  sword.  And  right  here  I  must 
say  that  I  have  associated  with  the  enlisted  men  of 
our  army,  and  a  cleaner,  decenter  lot  of  young 
fellows  can't  be  found  anywhere.  They  are  pure 
and  simple  of  speech,  they  are  honest,  and  no  man 
can  be  one  who  can't  pass  the  most  rigid  physical 
examination  imaginable  ;  and  to  see  them  stand  in 
front  of  the  howling  mobs — grim,  no  emotion — a 
perfect  mental  calm,  generaled  by  the  knowledge 
of  the  usefulness  of  the  technique  of  their  trade — 
to  hit  a  man  at  five  hundred  yards  with  a  Spring- 
field— is  a  simple  delight.  They  don't  think  that 
the  mob  have  a  correct  and  proper  appreciation  of 
their  trade,  and  it  piques  them  ;  they  have  lain  out 
on  the  target-range  at  seven  hundred  yards  of  a 
long  summer  day,  and  calculated  the  light  and  the 
wind,  and  gotten  up  quite  an  enthusiasm  over  a 
painted  black  spot  and  a  little  record-book  ;  and 
when  a  vicious  wretch,  with  no  blood  circulating 
above  his  ears,  calls  them  names,  their  sporting 
blood  is  aroused.  In  spite  of  all  their  repression, 
they  have  their  little  opportunities.  An  officer  told 
me  that  he  was  escorting  wagons  in  the  early  morn- 
ing and  went  back  to  get  one  out  that  was  stalled. 
A  fellow  on  the  sidewalk  said  :  '  Hello,  Gen'I 
Miles,  I'd  like  to  kick  the  face  off  you,"  and  this  to 
a  very  little  dismounted  trooper. 

"  '  Hold  my  horse,  some  one,'  pleaded  the  little 
one. 

"  Here  the  lieutenant  had  business  further  up. 


"  '  You  will,  will  you  ?  '  And  a  big  tough  got  so 
awfully  tangled  up  with  one  hundred  and  thirty 
pounds  of  government  clothes  that  he  couldn't  sep- 
arate himself  until  he  was  in  much  need  of  a  doc- 
tor.    But,  however,  that's  not  much  satisfaction." 


Amos  Cummings  proposes  to  inaugurate  a  sort 
of  an  American  Legion  of  Honor.  He  has  intro- 
duced in  the  House  a  joint  resolution  permitting 
persons  entitled  to  a  medal  of  hono$  to  wear  in  lieu 
thereof  a  bow-knot  of  ribbon  of  a  pattern  and 
under  regulations  to  be  prescribed  by  the  Presi- 
dent. A  fine  of  one  hundred  dollars  is  provided 
for  the  unlawful  wearing  of  such  a  ribbon. 


She — "There  goes  the  American  girl  who 
snubbed  a  prince."  He — "  The  prince  was  already 
married,  I  presume." — New  York  Weekly, 


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Banks. 


THE  BANK  OF  CALIFORNIA, 

SAN  FRANCISCO. 


Capital 83,000,000  00 

Surplus  and  Undivided  Profits    3,247,584  02 

January  x,  1894. 


William  Alvord 

Thomas  Brown 

S.  Prentiss  Smith.  . 
Irving  F.  Moulton. 


President 

Cashier 

Assistant  Cashier 

.  .2d  Assistant  Cashier 


New  York . , 


CORRESPONDENTS : 

I Messrs.  Laidlaw  &  Co. 

J  The  Bank  of  New  York,  N.  B.  A. 

Boston Tremont  National  Bank 

London Messrs.  N.  M.  Rothschild  &  Sons 

Paris Messrs.  De  Rothschild  Freres 

Virginia  City,  Nev Agency  of  the  Bank  of  California 

Chicago Union  National  Bank 

St.  Louis Boatmen's  Bank 

Australia  and  New  Zealand Bank  of  New  Zealand 

China,  Japan,  and  India Chartered  Bank  of  India., 

Austialia,  and  China 


Letters  of  Credit  issued  available  in  all  partsof  the  world. 

Draw  direct  on  New  York,  Boston,  Chicago.  St.  Louis, 
Salt  Lake,  Denver,  Kansas  City,  New  Orleans,  Portland, 
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land, Hong  Kong,  Shanghai,  Yokohama,  Genoa,  and  all 
cities  in  Italy. 


California  Safe  Deposit  and 
Trust  Co. 

PAID-UP  CAPITAL SI, 000, 000 


Corner  Montgomery  and  California  Sts.,  S.  F. 

J.  D.  Fry,  President.    Henry  Williams,  Vice-President. 
J.  Dalzell  Brown,  Secretary  and  Treasurer. 


This  Company  is  authorized  bylaw  to  act  as  Executor, 
Administrator,  Assignee,  Receiver,  or  Trustee,  It  is  a 
legal  depositary  for  Court  and  Trust  Funds.  Will  take 
entire  charge  of  Real  and  Personal  Estates,  collecting 
the  income  and  profits,  and  attending  to  all  such  details 
as  an  individual  in  like  capacity  could  do. 

Acts  as  Registrar  and  Transfer  Agent  of  all  Stocks 
and  Bonds. 

Receives  deposits  subject  to  check  and  allows  interest 
at  the  rate  of  two  per  cent,  per  annum  on  daily  balances. 
Issues  certificates  of  deposit  bearing  fixed  rates  of  interest. 

Receives  deposits  in  its  savings  department,  and  allows 
the  usual  rates  of  interest  thereon. 

RENTS  SAFES  inside  its  burglar-proof  vaults  at 
prices  from  $5  per  annum  upwards,  according  to  size. 
Valuables  of  all  kinds  may  be  stored  at  low  rates. 

Wills  drawn  and  taken  care  of  without 
charge.     Call  or  write  for  circular. 

WELLS  FARGO  &C0/S  BANK 

NT.  E.  Cor.  Sansome  and  Sutter  Sts. 
/■  San  Francisco,  Cal. 

Cash  Capital  and  Surplus $6,250,000 

Jno.  J.  Valentine,  President;  Homer  S.  King,  Manager. 
H.  Wadsworth,  Cashier;  F.  L.  Lipman,  Asst-Cashier. 
Directors — John  J.  Valentine,  Benj.  P.  Cheney,  Oliver 
Eldridge,  Henry  E.  Huntington,  Homer  S.  King,  Geo.  E. 
Gray,  John  J.  McCook,  Charles  F.  Crocker,  Dudley  Evans. 


BANK  OF  SISSON,   CROCKER  &  GO. 

(Incorporated  April  25,  1892.) 
323  Pine  Street,  San  Francisco. 

Directors : 
Geo.    W.    Scott,   President ;    \V.    W.   Van  Arsdale, 
Cashier;  J.  H.  Strobridge,  D.  W.  Earl,  J.  H.  Sisson,  F. 
H.  Green,  J.  M.  Haven. 

Receives   deposits ;    dealers   in    exchange ;    a    general 
banking  business  transacted. 


CONNECTICUT  FIRE  INSURANCE  CO. 

OF  HABTFORD. 


Cash  Capital SI  ,000,000 

Assets 2,633,328 

Surplus  to  policy-holders 1,560,589 


ROBERT  DICKSON,  Manager,  San  Francisco. 
Bovd  &  Dickson,  San  Francisco,  Agents,  501  Mont- 
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THE    ALLEGED    HUMORISTS. 


He — "  You  are  the  one  girl  among  a  thousand." 
She — "  I  didn't  suppose  there  had  been  more  than 
a  dozen  or  so." — Indianapolis  Journal. 

He  (in  a  spirit  of  investigation) — "  Why  don't 
you  marry?"  She  (softly) — "Nobody  ever  asked 
me  to."     He — "  Oh." — Detroit  Free  Press. 

Hicks — "  The  paper  says  there  was  a  fire  started 
in  our  street  early  this  morning."  Mrs.  Hicks — 
"  Well,  nobody  will  suspect  you  of  building  it !  " — 
Fuck. 

Miss  Seward— "  Don't  you  think  fox-hunting  is 
a  cruel  sport?"  Mr.  Kalb — "Ya-as,  it  is;  it's 
regular  torture,  bajove.  I  haven't  been  able  to  sit 
down  foh  a  week." — Vogue. 

The  retort  financial :  Mr.  Goldstien—"  I  vould 
rather  zee  my  laughter  in  der  grave  dan  your  vife." 
Mr.  SilverstUn—"  Is  dot  so  ?  1  did  nod  know  you 
haf  her  life  inzured." — Puck. 

The  retort  courteous  :  "  What  kind  of  men  do 
you  like  best  to  eat?"  asked  the  traveler.  "  The 
kind  your  mother  used  to  make,"  rejoined  the  can- 
nibal, with  a  hard,  significant  look. — Puck. 

Wife — ' '  How  people  gaze  at  my  new  dress  !  I 
presume  they  wonder  if  I've  been  shopping  in 
Paris."  Husband— "  More  likely  they  wonder  if 
I've  been  robbing  a  bank." — New  York  Weekly. 

Miss  Border — "  My  father  -was  very  light  on  his 
feet,  even  to  the  day  of  his  death."  Miss  Slydig— 
"  So  I  understood.  I  heard  that  on  the  day  he 
died  he  actually  danced  on  nothing." — A'ew  York 
Herald, 

"You  never  catch  me  talking  through  my  hat," 
ostentatiously  announced  the  girl  in  the  second  row 
from  the  orchestra,  to  her  escort.  "  You  leave  that 
for  the  actors  to  do,"  murmured  the  sad  man  just 
behind  her,  almost  inaudibly. — Puck. 

The  retort  clerical :  "  I  really  can't  see  the  slight- 
est difference  between  a  good  Catholic  and  a  good 
Protestant — and  I've  lived  sixty  years  in  this  world." 
"  Faith  !  You  won't  live  sixty  seconds  in  the  next 
before  you  see  the  difference." — Pall  Mall  Budget. 

Site  (whispering  nervously) — "  Now,  Dick,  I — I 
hope  you  haven't  lost  the  ring — you  are  so  absent- 
minded,  dear!"  He  (confidently) — "Eh?  Oh, 
no  ;  not  upon  this  occasion.  I  locked  it  in  the 
time-lock  safe  at  the  bank  and  aw — er — it's  there, 
yet !  " — Judge. 

A  New  England  conscience  :  "  Did  Nelson 
finally  marry  that  little  relic  of  Puritanism  ?.'■ 
"Yes;  but  she  demanded  of  him  some  good 
reason  why  he  jilted  that  Boston  girl,  before  she 
would  accept  him."  "And  what  was  the  reason 
he  gave  ?  "     "  That  he  met  her  just  then." — Puck. 

Wife — "  At  Mrs.  Greenfern's  reception  to-day  I 
met  Miss  Slingeroffink,  the  author  of  the  latest 
literary  sensation."  Husband — "Horribly  ugly 
woman,  isn't  she  ?  "  Wife — "  Why,  yes.  How  did 
you  know?"  Husband — "She  describes  her  hero- 
ine as  not  strictly  beautiful,  but  irresistibly  fascinat- 
ing."— Life. 

Father  Pkelan—1'  Why  is  it  ye're  never  at  work, 
Mulvey  ?  "  Mulvey — "  'Tis  from  economy,  yer  riv- 
erince."  Father  Phelan  —  "  Economy,  ye  lazy 
divil  ?  "  Mulvey — Yis  ;  ye  see,  whiniver  Oi  womik, 
Oi  always  git  a  terrible  thirst,  yer  riverince  ;  an' 
whin  Oi  git  a  thirst,  it  costs  me  more  to  quench  it 
than  what  Oi  earned  gittin'  it !  " — Puck. 

Managing  editor — ' '  Why  didn't  you  print  Scribb- 
ler's remarkable  article  about  a  crazy  millionaire 
scattering  money  along  the  streets  ?  "  City  editor 
— "  It's  a  fake.  If  it  had  been  true  we  wouldn't 
have  had  the  article."  Managing  editor — "Why 
not?"  City  editor — "Scribbler  would  have  been 
following  him  yet." — New  York  Weekly. 

"Got  any  little  job  of  work,  ma'am."  inquired 
the  dusty  pilgrim  at  the  back  door,  "  that  I  can  do 
to  earn  a  bite  of  grub  ?"  "  You've  often  asked  me 
for  cold  victuals,"  replied  the  woman,  in  surprise  ; 
"but  this  is  the  first  time  you  ever  asked  for 
work."  "Yes'm,"  rejoined  the  tourist,  cheerfully, 
"  I'm  on  my  vacation." — Chicago  Tribune. 

"  You  beastly,  miserable  scoundrel  !  "  roared  the 
leader  of  the  mob  that  surged  through  the  palace- 
car  ;  "you  low-down,  abominable  villain!  You 
enemy  of  honest  labor  !  You  ought  to  have  more 
decency  than  to  patronize  the  blank-dash  railroads 
in  times  like  these!"  "I'm  not  patronizing  this 
road  !  "  indignantly  answered  the  only  passenger 
who  hadn't  fled  when  the  train  stopped  ;  "  I'm  trav- 
eling on  a  pass." — Chicago  Tribune. 

"  My  darling,"  wrote  the  absent  husband,  "  I  am 
very  lonesome,  very  unhappy,  without  you  here. 
There  is  enough  to  amuse  one  in  this  place,  but  I 
can  not  take  any  pleasure  in  anything  while  my 
darling  is  absent  from  me.  In  fact,  my  life  is 
miserable  without  you."  "  Dear  fellow,"  she  mur- 
mured, as  a  ravishing  smile  stole  over  her  face, 
and  she  tenderly  kissed  the  epistle,  "  what  delight- 
ful letters  he  writes." — New  York  Press. 


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TABLE    OF    CONTENTS. 

Editorial:  The  Record  of  the  Fifty-Third  Congress — Large  Democratic 
Promise  that  has  Resulted  in  No  Performance — A  "Tariff  for  (Sena- 
torial) Revenue  Only" — Cleveland's  Extraordinary  Performance — The 
Chinese- Japanese  War — The  Canse  of  Dispute — What  We  Know 
about  Corea — Japan's  and  China's  Interests  There — Russia's  Designs 
— Roman  Catholic  Lawlessness  in  Quebec — Looting  Protestant  Mis- 
sion-Houses— The  Regular  Army  and  the  Militia — Insufficiency  of  the 
One  and  Inefficiency  of  the  Other — Nonsense  from  State  Governors 
about  "  States  Rights  " — Why  we  should  Increase  the  Federal  Soldiery 
— Working  Women  and  Other  Women — Desertion  in  Our  Militia  and 
in  the  Chinese  Army — We  Whitewash,  they  Eehead — Fierce  Rivalry 
between  Religious  Relics — Ste.  Anne's  Right  Hand  Jealous  of  her 
Left — Her  Miraculous  Bones  Dividing  Believers  between  Quebec  and 
New  York — Pennsylvania  Coke-Miners   for    the  Japanese  Army — A 

Chance  to  Work  Off  Our  Foreign  Scum 1-3 

The  Incident  at  Casey's:  By  Charles  Dwight  Willard 4 

Old  Favorites:   "  Helen  of  Tyre,"  by   Henry  Wadsworth  Longfellow; 

"Saint  Brandan,"  by  Matthew  Arnold 5 

New  Yokk  in  August:  "Flaneur"  writes  of  the  Heated  Term  in 
Gotham — Hottest  Weather  for  Thirteen  Years — Prostrations  from 
Sun-Stroke — A  Man  who  was  "Burned  Up  on  the  Inside" — How  to 
Act  In  Hot  Weather— What  to  Eat  and  Drink— The  Populace  Flies  to 

the  Roof- Tops  or  the  Suburbs — The  Bathing-Resorts 5 

A  Fair  Woman  :  Who  Set  the  Heart  of  a  Man  under  her  Feet.     By  CIo. 

Graves 6 

The  Yale  Cheer  Abroad:  Our  Correspondent  tells  how  the  College 
Athletes  Introduced  it  in  England — It  has  Become  the  Slang  of  the 
Day— When  England  First  Heard  It— The  Yale  Boys'  Contests  with 
Oxford  Athletes  —  Why  they  Won  no  Running  Events  —  Slippery 
Grass  instead  of  a  Cinder-Track — Some  of  Hickok's  Feats — Notable 
Englishmen  and  Americans  Present — The  "  Aristophanean  Yell"  and 

its  Effect  on  the  Britons — The  Dinner  after  the  Games 6 

Women  Students  in  Paris  :  The  Brigade  who  Go  In  for  "  Ornamental  " 
Courses   and   the  Hard  Workers — How  the    Male   Students  Regard 

Them — An  American  Woman's  Experience 7 

Individualities  :  Notes  About  Prominent  People  all  Over  the  World 7 

Literary  Notes:  Personal  and  Miscellaneous  Gossip — New  Publications 

— "  Cock  Lane  and  Common-Sense" 8-9 

Drama  :  The  Empire  Theatre  Company  in  "  Sowing  the  Wind  " 10 

Vanity  Fair:  Women  who  have  Masqueraded  in  the  British  and  Amer- 
ican Navies — "  Revolting  Women"  a  Result  of  the  Craze  for  Amuse- 
ment— How  Naval  Men's  Wives  Bring  their  Husbands  to  Terms — 
Bathing  Stockings  and  Feminine  Vanity — The  Code  for  Sealing-Wax 
— Bathing-Suits  and  Bicycle  Costumes  at  Asbury  Park — The  Legal 
Aspects  of  Breaking  a  Leg  at  a  Dance — American  "  Grass  Widows  " 
in  Europe — New  York  Millionaires  Flocking  to   Paris  and  London — 

English  Maids  Supplanting  the  French  Article 11 

A  Difficult  Question 12 

As  Antidote  for  Cowardice 12 

The  Law  of  the  Jungle:  Ey  Rudyard  Kipling 12 

Storyettes:  Grave  and  Gay,  Epigrammatic  and  Otherwise — Why  he 
Slew  the  Gobbler — He  Wanted  his  Pants — A  Patriotic  Alsatian's  Di- 
plomacy— Mr.  Hume's  Idea  of  the  Greatest  Number — Handel's  Irrita- 
bility— The  "Three  Per  Shents" — The  Queen  Kept  the  Basket — 
Military  Discipline  as  a  Polite  Weapon — Pitt's  Parliamentary  Tactics 
on  a  Weakling — An  Absent-Minded  Man's  Comment — How  the  Yale 

Athletes  "  Rattled  "  their  Hostess 13 

Society:  Movements  and  Whereabouts — Notes  and  Gossip — Army  and 

Navy  News J4~tS 

The  Alleged  Humorists:  Paragraphs  Ground  out  by  the  Dismal  Wits 
of  the  Day 16 

The  second  session  of  the  Fifty-Third  Congress  is  draw- 
ing to  a  close.  This  Democratic  body  which  promised  so 
much  is  passing  into  history.  Amid  bitter  factional  fights, 
sugar  scandals,  wrangles  and  jangles,  and  quarrels  between 
senators  who  are  not  corporation  lobbyists  and  senators  who 
are,  the  session  crawls  to  its  ignoble  end,  engaged  in  a 
squalid  squabble  over  sugar,  iron,  and  coal. 

What  has  this  Democratic  Congress  done?  What  has 
been  the  realization  of  those*  bright  promises  made  so 
many  months  ago  ?  How  near  are  we  to  the  golden  age 
promised  by  these  Bourbon  solons  when  they  were  seeking 
votes  ? 

The  Democratic  party,  in  national  convention  assembled, 


denounced  the  Republican  system  of  protection  to  American 
industries  as  "a  fraud,"  as  "unconstitutional,"  and  as  "a 
robber}*  of  the  many  for  the  aggrandizement  of  the  few." 
What  have  they  done  toward  removing  this  condition  of 
affairs  ?  Where  is  the  free  trade  they  promised  to  the  peo- 
ple ?  Where  are  the  free  ships  they  have  been  clamoring 
for  in  their  platforms  any  time  these  thirty  years  ? 

Not  one  of  these  promises  has  been  carried  out.  After 
half-ruining  the  country  with  their  threats  of  free  trade,  the 
Democrats  shamelessly  abandoned  all  their  positions,  and 
have  been  dickering  and  bargaining  with  the  Sugar  Trust 
and  with  the  coal  and  iron  barons  over  the  question  of 
duties.  Their  "tariff  for  revenue  only"  is  apparently  taking 
shape,  but  the  revenue  up  to  date  seems  to  be  flowing  from 
trusts  and  corporations  into  the  pockets  of  Democratic  sen- 
ators and  representatives. 

Honest  Democrats  throughout  the  land  are  gazing  in 
shame  and  silence  at  the  spectacle  presented  by  the  Demo- 
cratic President,  the  Democratic  Senate,  and  the  Demo- 
cratic House.  The  unseemly  wrangle  between  the  House 
and  Senate  has  resulted  in  a  dead-lock,  and  Mr.  Cleveland 
has  injected  himself  into  the  controversy  in  a  manner  un- 
heard of  in  the  annals  of  American  legislation.  His  attempt 
to  influence  legislation  by  a  "private"  letter  read  in  a  public 
legislative  body  smacks  of  courts,  courtiers,  and  back-stairs 
intrigues.  It  was  deservedly  denounced  by  two  Democratic 
senators,  Vest  and  Gorman,  and  the  latter,  in  a  brilliant  and 
sarcastic  speech,  showed  that  Mr.  Cleveland  had  been  con- 
sulted in  every  step  of  the  work  upon  the  Seriate  bill.  He 
appealed  for  confirmation  of  the  statement  to  Senator 
Jones,  of  Arkansas,  and  Senator  Harris,  of  Tennessee, 
which  they  reluctantly  accorded  him.  Cleveland  insisted  on 
a  finger  in  the  Senate  bill,  under  threat  of  his  veto.  Senator 
Gorman  called  President  Cleveland's  letter  attempting  to 
influence  legislation  "an  infamous  thing." 

The  only  plea  that  we  have  seen  made  for  this  sorry  spec- 
tacle of  Democratic  incompetency  and  misgovernment  is 
that  the  struggle  between  the  Senate  and  the  House  is  "a 
question  of  principle."  This  is  false.  There  is  no  Demo- 
cratic principle  involved.  The  principles  to  which  the 
Democratic  party  are  committed  through  their  platform  are 
that  protection  is  a  fraud  and  a  robbery,  that  it  is  unconsti- 
tutional, and  that  it  must  be  abolished.  The  "  principles  " 
over  which  the  Democrats  are  fighting  in  Congress  are  how 
much  protection  to  give  to  certain  favored  Democratic  com- 
modities— not  free  trade  and  free  raw  materials,  but  taxed 
raw  materials  except  coal  and  iron,  and  protection  of  the 
Sugar  Trust  by  a  specific  duty. 

This  is  the  stage  to  which  the  Democrats  have  arrived 
after  seventeen  months'  undivided  possession  of  the  Presi- 
dency, the  Senate,  and  the  House.  During  these  seventeen 
months  the  business  of  the  country  has  gone  from  bad  to 
worse.  Although  there  was  a  panic  at  this  time  last  year, 
the  merchandise  exports  in  the  month  of  July,  1894,  were 
fifteen  per  cent,  less  than  they  were  in  July,  1893  ;  the  cus- 
toms receipts  have  been  about  half  what  they  were  last 
year  ;  the  Treasury  gold  reserve  has  fallen  below  sixty-one 
millions  of  dollars,  the  lowest  point  yet  reached  ;  the  price 
of  wheat  has  gone  below  even  the  lowest  prices  during  the 
panic  of  last  year  ;  cotton  is  within  three-eighths  of  a  cent 
of  the  lowest  figures  touched  in  forty-two  years  ;  the  bank 
clearings  of  the  United  States  for  the  week  ending  July  26, 
1 894,  were  seven  hundred  and  seventy  millions  of  dollars,  a 
falling  off  of  six  per  cent,  from  the  previous  week,  a  decrease 
of  thirteen  per  cent  even  from  the  same  week  in  July,  1S93, 
when  the  Democratic  free-trade  panic  was  at  its  height,  and 
a  decrease  of  twenty-two  per  cent,  from  the  same  week  in 
July,  1892,  when  a  Republican  administration  was  engaged 
in  running  this  country,  and  running  it  very  much  better 
than  the  gang  of  windy  doctrinaires  who  are  now  at  Wash- 
ington trying  to  run  it. 

The  chronicle  of  the  opening  scenes  in  the  Chinese- 
Japanese  war  is  even  less  trustworthy  than  such  records 
usually  are.  Each  day's  dispatches  contradict  the  dispatches 
of    the  day  before.     The  telegraph-wire   from  the   seat  of 


war  passes  through  China,  and  the  telegrams  are  evidently 
subject  to  revision. 

For  the  present  we  must  be  satisfied  with  knowing  that 
the  conflict  is  simply  another  outbreak  of  the  immemorial 
quarrel  between  China  and  Japan  for  possession,  or  at  least 
control,  in  Corea.  For  five  hundred  years  or  thereabouts 
the  quarrel  has  raged,  with  long  truces  intervening  between 
periods  of  actual  warfare.  The  last  tussle  left  Corea 
practically  independent  of  both  powers,  but  bound  to  pay 
tribute  to  China,  and  simultaneously  to  suffer  the  occupation 
by  the  Japanese  of  commanding  points  at  Chemulpo,  Gen- 
san,  Fusan,  and  Seoul.  The  immediate  occasion  of  the 
war  was  an  insurrection  of  the  Coreans  against  their  king. 
A  Corean  force  which  was  dispatched  to  suppress  the  re- 
bellion being  defeated  in  the  field,  the  monarch  called  upon 
China  for  help,  and  this  was  granted  in  defiance  of  the 
treaty  of  1885  between  China  and  Japan,  forbidding  both 
nations  from  sending  troops  into  the  peninsula.  Japan  re- 
taliated by  dispatching  a  fleet  to  sea  to  cut  off  maritime  in- 
tercourse between  Corea  and  China,  and  simultaneously 
landed  a  force  in  Corea,  which  occupied  the  passes  in  the 
mountain  range  between  Seoul  and  Chemulpo.  Since  then 
the  belligerents  have  had  encounters  both  on  land  and  on 
sea,  with  indecisive  results. 

We  are  almost  as  much  in  the  dark  about  the  scene  of  the 
conflict  as  we  are  in  regard  to  its  incidents.  Corea  is  about 
the  size  of  Oregon,  and  the  books  say  that  it  contains  a  pop- 
ulation of  about  ten  millions.  But  Mr.  Clarence  Greathouse, 
late  of  this  city,  told  Mr.  Frank  G.  Carpenter,  the  well- 
known  newspaper  correspondent,  that  the  true  population 
was  between  sixteen  and  twenty  millions.  The  country  is 
mountainous  ;  between  the  mountain  ranges  are  vallevs  as 
fertile  as  any  in  China ;  the  mountains  themselves  are  full  of 
dry  arroyos  and  small  streams,  in  the  gravel  of  which  gold 
is  found  in  nuggets.  The  gold  yield  at  present  is  estimated 
at  two  or  three  millions  a  year,  but  the  quartz  leads  are  not 
worked  at  all  It  seems  that  the  old  feudal  law  prevails  in 
Corea  ;  all  precious  metals  are  the  property  of  the  king. 
Agriculture  is  very  backward  and  the  bulk  of  the  people  are 
in  the  lowest  stage  of  poverty  and  barbarism.  Until  lately, 
it  was  death  for  a  foreigner  to  be  found  in  the  interior,  and 
even  now  travelers  who  by  to  explore  the  kingdom  carry 
their  lives  in  their  hands.  About  a  hundred  miles  north  of 
Seoul,  there  is  a  fine  seam  of  anthracite  coal,  which  is  ex- 
posed on  the  surface  of  the  ground  ;  it  is  quarried  for  the 
use  of  the  palace.  But  it  is  contrary  to  law  to  export  it, 
though  it  would  command  a  high  price  at  Shanghai  or  Hong 
Kong. 

Persons  who  are  well  informed  say  that  the  real  issue  in 
the  pending  conflict  is  whether  or  no  progress  shall  be  here- 
after the  rule  in  Corea.  The  Chinese  are  credited  with  a 
desire  to  preserve  the  tributary  state  in  its  pristine  condition 
as  a  hermit  kingdom,  while  the  Japanese  are  supposed  to  be 
in  favor  of  opening  it  to  trade  and  civilization.  If  the  re- 
sources of  the  peninsula  were  developed,  it  would  become 
an  active  place  of  trade,  and  its  nearest  neighbor,  Japan, 
would  participate  in  the  profits  of  the  newly  created  traffic. 

On  the  other  hand,  China's  interest  in  keeping  Corea  in 
its  present  unprogressive  state  is  not  easily  discerned.  The 
King  of  Corea  is  bound  by  treaty  to  pay  an  annual  tribute 
to  China.  But,  in  fact,  he  not  only  does  not  pay  his  tribute, 
but  he  is  always  borrowing  money  from  Li  Hung  Chang,  and 
at  the  present  moment  his  revenue  from  customs  duties  is 
pledged  to  China  as  security  for  the  repayment  of  loans. 

Of  course  it  would  be  easy  to  understand  that  China, 
whose  policy  it  has  always  been  to  enlarge  her  national 
boundaries,  should  covet  the  possession  of  Corea  to  round 
out  her  north-eastern  frontier.  There  is  a  reason  why  that 
policy  should  commend  itself  to  her  special  approval  at  the 
present  time.  Within  a  year  or  so,  the  Siberian  Railroad 
will  approach  completion.  Thirty-four  years  ago,  a  treaty 
was  signed  between  Russia  and  China,  by  which  the  latter 
yielded  to  the  former  sovereignty  over  "the  Amoor  coun- 
try," embracing  both  banks  of  the  Amoor  River.  The 
treaty  was  considered  a  triumph  of  Russian  d 
The  wily  Chinese  did  not  take  the  trouble  to  p 


THE        ARGONAUT. 


August  13,  1894. 


the  only  spot  on  the  coast  of  that  country  which  was  suitable 
for  occupation  as  a  military  post  was  in  about  fifty-three 
degrees  north  latitude.  The  Russians  planted  their  fortified 
sea-port  there,  and  called  it  Vladivostock  ;  but  when  they 
had  built  it  and  were  preparing  to  make  it  the  terminus  of 
their  Siberian  Railroad,  they  suddenly  bethought  themselves 
that  their  sea-port  was  closed  by  ice  from  the  end  of  Octo- 
ber to  the  beginning  of  May,  and  that  when  the  spring 
thaw  came,  the  Amoor  would  carry  down  each  ebb-tide  ice- 
floes that  would  sweep  any  war-ship  from  her  moorings. 
The  Siberian  road  could  not  fulfill  its  purpose  unless  it  found 
a  terminal  which  would  be  available  in  winter  as  in  summer. 
There  was  only  one  region  in  which  that  terminal  could  be 
found,  and  that  was  Corea, 

It  is  quite  possible  that  the  statesmen  of  China,  with  their 
usual  astuteness,  foresaw  that,  as  the  Siberian  Railroad  ap- 
proached completion,  the  Russians  might  cast  a  longing  eye 
on  the  harbor  of  Chemulpo — which  is  land-locked,  is  open 
all  the  year  round,  and  might  easily  be  reached  by  an  ex- 
tension of  the  Siberian  line — and  that  they  resolved  to  an- 
ticipate their  unscrupulous  neighbor  by  laying  hands  on  the 
helpless  kingdom  before  the  Muscovites  had  overrun  it. 

In  recent  reviews  and  magazines,  Mr.  Frederic  R.  Cou- 
dert,  a  distinguished  Mugwump  lawyer  of  New  York,  Mr. 
John  Bach  McM aster,  a  distinguished  professor  of  history 
in  a  Pennsylvania  College,  and  Mr.  George  Parsons 
Lathrop,  a  distinguished  proselyte  to  Roman  Catholicism, 
have  expressed  themselves  as  being  horror-stricken  by  the 
A.  P.  A.  They  have  been  variously  horror-stricken,  but 
they  have  all  been  horror-stricken.  Their  accusations 
against  the  A.  P.  A.  seem  to  be  that  it  is  engaged  in  foment- 
ing strife  in  a  peaceful  community,  and  stirring  up  bad  blood 
against  a  peaceable  and  law-abiding  sect — to  wit,  the  Roman 
Catholics.  The  A.  P.  A.  claim  that  their  aims  are  not 
offensive  but  defensive,  as  their  name  would  imply — the 
American  Protective  Association  ;  and  that  they  are  quite 
justified  in  protecting  American  institutions  from  the 
insidious  attacks  of  what  they  believe  to  be  a  dangerous  foe. 
These  fears  are  pooh-poohed  and  whistled  down  the  wind  by 
Messrs.  McM  aster,  Coudert,  Lathrop  &  Co.  But  the  recent 
occurrences  in  the  city  of  Quebec  would  seem  to  indicate 
that  ignorant  Roman  Catholics  are  not  the  lamb-like  creat- 
ures that  these,  their  defenders  would  imply. 

Quebec  is  situated  in  the  Western  Hemisphere,  in 
North  America,  near  to  the  northern  frontier  of  the  United 
States,  whose  people  are  the  most  enlightened  and  prosper- 
ous in  the  world,  and  it  is — thank  God  ! — a  Protestant  country. 
Quebec  is  within  half  a  day's  journey  from  New  York,  and 
less  than  that  from  Boston.  Yet  this  place,  near  to  our 
largest  and  most  enlightened  cities,  has  remained  so  priest- 
ridden,  so  blinded  with  Roman  Catholic  superstition,  that 
to-day  it  is  an  archaic  survival — a  fragment  of  the  dark 
ages — a  semi-mediaeval  town  handed  down  from  the  monkish 
Middle  Ages. 

In  the  Roman  Catholic  city  of  Quebec,  on  the  seventh  of 
August,  in  the  year  of  our  Lord  eighteen  hundred  and 
ninety-four,  a  mob  of  about  five  thousand  adherents  of  the 
Pope  gathered  together  and  attacked  a  Baptist  mission- 
house.  The  inmates  were  in  fear  of  their  lives,  but  the  mob 
contented  itself  with  hurling  stones  and  breaking  windows, 
and  then  repaired  to  an  Anglican  mission-house,  which  it 
sacked  and  destroyed.  The  Salvation  Army  barracks  were 
next  attacked,  but  by  this  time  the  tardy  police  had  arrived, 
and  the  rioters  retired.  It  is  needless  to  add  that  in  the 
Roman  Catholic  city  of  Quebec  the  Roman  Catholic  police 
did  not  arrest  any  of  the  Roman  Catholic  rioters. 

This  occurrence  in  Quebec  is  significant  of  what  would 
occur  in  the  United  States  if  the  Roman  Catholics  had  the 
upper  hand.  The  mass  of  the  Roman  Catholics  in  this 
country  are  fully  as  ignorant  as  they  are  in  Canada,  Fortu- 
nately they  have  not  got  the  upper  hand  here,  and  they 
never  will. 

We  commend  these  outrages  by  Roman  Catholic  mobs 
to  the  careful  consideration  of  Mr.  John  Bach  McMaster, 
the  distinguished  Pennsylvania  professor  of  history  ;  to  Mr. 
George  Parsons  Lathrop,  the  distinguished  proselyte  to 
Roman  Catholicism  ;  and  to  Mr.  Frederic  R.  Coudert,  the 
distinguished  Mugwump  exponent  of  the  law. 


A  question  which  the  recent  railway  strike  has  made  a 
vital  one  is  the  increase  of  the  "regular  army."  The  United 
States  troops  now  number  a  little  under  twenty-five  thou- 
sand. This  number  is  entirely  inadequate.  At  least  ten 
thousand  troops  are  required  to  guard  the  military  posts, 
arsenals,  and  other  buildings  of  the  War  Department.  This 
leaves  only  fifteen  thousand  for  duty  in  a  country  over  three 
thousand  miles  across  and  with  a  population  of  over  sixty- 
five  millions. 

It  may  be  said  that  we  are  forgetting  the  militia.  We 
have  n^t  forgotten  them.  Neither  have  the  American  peo- 
[  le.     But  the  American  people,  with  every  disposition  to  be 


kindly  toward  their  State  troops,  have  almost  ceased  to  look 
upon  them  seriously. 

In  no  part  of  the  country  during  the  recent  strike  did  the 
National  Guard  justify  its  existence.  In  Chicago,  where 
the  performance  of  the  militia  was  most  favorable,  it  was 
not  until  the  regulars  took  charge  of  matters  that  anything 
like  order  prevailed.  The  citizen  soldiery  of  this  State 
proved  wholly  inadequate.  At  Sacramento  their  campaign 
was  a  farce  ;  in  Oakland  and  other  parts  of  the  State  they 
served  only  to  hold  the  fruits  of  the  victories  the  regulars 
had  won. 

There  has  been  not  a  little  discussion  through  the  press 
and  in  personal  conversation  as  to  where  the  fault  for  this 
fiasco  lies.  Governor  Markham  has  published  a  sort  of 
Epistle  to  the  Californians — a  most  extraordinary  letter,  in 
which  he  tells  the  people  what  he  has  done  ;  if  he  had  told 
them  what  he  had  not  done,  his  letter  would  have  been 
longer.  General  Dimond,  the  commander  of  the  State 
forces,  has  promised  to  show  that  he  was  in  no  way  to 
blame,  and  is  reported  to  lay  the  responsibility  on  the 
shoulders  of  United  States  Marshal  Baldwin.  Last  but 
not  least,  the  rank  and  file  have  made  out  a  pretty  clear  case 
of  inefficiency  against  their  officers.  It  is  not  our  present 
purpose  to  attempt  to  locate  the  blame  in  this  particular 
case.  That  question  is  unimportant  and  does  not  go  to  the 
heart  of  the  matter.  The  fact  is  that  the  whole  idea  upon 
which  a  State  militia  is  based  is  wrong.  The  suppression 
of  disorder,  when  it  reaches  such  a  pitch  as  to  involve  riot- 
ing and  the  presence  of  troops,  is  a  matter  for  the  strong 
hand  of  the  central  government. 

Scarcely  anything  could  have  been  more  grotesque  than 
the  elaborate  parleying  of  Governor  Altgeld,  of  Illinois,  and 
Governor  Matthews,  of  Indiana,  when  the  American  Rail- 
way Union  ruffians  were  holding  up  trains,  derailing  Pull- 
mans, and  burning  freight-cars  between  Chicago,  111.,  and 
Hammond,  Ind.,  a  few  miles  away.  In  that  time  of  riot 
and  murder,  these  two  officials  were  gravely  discussing  the 
power  of  State  troops  to  cross  State  lines,  very  much  as  if 
they  were  the  Emperors  of  Austria  and  Russia,  and  the 
question  an  international  one.  A  similar  incident  took 
place  last  year  when  Montana  troops  were  pursuing  the 
labor-union  outlaws  who  had  been  blowing  up  mines  and 
killing  unfortunate  miners  in  that  State.  The  troops  were 
stopped  at  the  State  line  by  an  Idaho  governor,  and  told 
tfcat  they  could  not  "  set  foot  upon  the  sacred  soil  of  Idaho." 

Whatever  else  Americans  are,  they  are  an  eminently  prac- 
tical people,  and  such  elaborate  nonsense  as  this  is  making 
them  very  weary.  Even  those  who  still  cling  to  that  vener- 
able relic  known  as  "  States  rights  ■'  are  beginning  to  waver. 
Doubt  is  stealing  into  even  Bourbon  brains. 

Freeman  has  pointed  out  in  his  historical  studies  how 
much  the  stability  of  the  English  Government  is  due  to  the 
generally  recognized  principle  that  the  central  authority  has 
the  power  of  suppressing  internal  disorders.  The  militia  of 
this  country  has  been  defended  because  it  serves  to  sustain 
the  independence  of  the  State  governments,  and  because  it 
trains  a  large  body  of  soldiers  for  the  defense  of  the  coun- 
try in  case  of  war.  But  experience  has  shown  that  local 
troops  are  almost  useless  in  suppressing  local  disorders. 
The  cause  of  this  failure  is  apparent.  Recruited  from  the 
counting-house  and  the  factory,  the  men  have  sympathies 
with  rioters,  even  when  they  are  not  called  upon  to  oppose 
friends  and  relatives.  Supplementing  this  source  of  ineffi- 
ciency is  the  method  of  selecting  officers.  The  militia  is  too 
near  to  the  political  organization  of  the  State  to  be  free  from 
political  influences.  Political  ambition  among  the  com- 
manders is  certain  to  affect  their  handling  of  the  troops 
when  the  sympathies  of  a  large  body  of  voters  are  involved. 
Again,  the  leaders  are  politicians,  professional  men,  or  mer- 
chants when  not  on  military  duty,  and  unpopular  action  of 
the  militia  would  affect  their  business  interests. 

At  the  last  session  of  the  legislature  in  this  State,  $355,340 
was  appropriated  for  the  support  of  the  militia,  equivalent  to 
an  annual  charge  of  $42.90  for  each  enlisted  man.  At  the 
same  rate,  the  102,598  enlisted  men  in  the  National  Guard 
of  the  various  States  cost  $4,401,454.  This  is  a  large 
amount  to  pay  out  each  year,  when  there  is  absolutely  no 
return.  True,  the  militia  are  useful  to  gladden  the  hearts  of 
rural  maidens  when  they  go  on  the  annual  encampment,  and 
they  look  very  brave  in  their  blue  uniforms  and  brass  but- 
tons. But  four  and  a  half  millions  of  dollars  is  a  large  sum 
of  money  to  spend  for  an  ornamental  organization. 

To  discontinue  appropriations  for  militia,  and  to  look 
to  the  National  Government  for  protection  against  dis- 
order, would  involve  a  sentimental  rather  than  a  legal 
change.  As  has  been  seen,  the  President  now  has  power 
to  call  out  the  regular  troops  whenever  in  his  opinion  it  is 
necessary.  This  authority  was  expressly  granted  by  statute 
in  1 86 1,  and  the  use  of  the  Federal  troops  in  the  recent 
strike  was,  therefore,  not  so  much  of  an  innovation  as  has 
been  generally  supposed.  The  sentiment  against  the  use 
of  Federal  troops  is,  however,  as  strong  as  it  is  unreason- 


ing. It  was  with  no  jealous  consideration  of  the  rights  of 
individuals,  but  of  the  rights  of  the  separate  States,  that  the 
original  framers  of  the  constitution  sought  to  restrict  the 
powers  of  the  Federal  Government.  This  feeling,  which 
was  perhaps  natural  when  it  is  remembered  that  the  several 
colonies  were  looked  upon  as  independent  nations  at  the 
time  the  constitution  was  adopted,  and  were  torn  by  mutual 
fears  and  jealousies,  has  survived  the  last  reason  for  its  ex- 
istence. There  is  no  danger  in  this  country  of  a  President 
attempting  to  seize  autocratic  power,  or  of  the  Federal 
army  being  used  by  him  in  such  an  attempt.  On  the  other 
hand,  the  regular  troops  have  shown  that  they  are  to  be  de- 
pended upon.  Soldiering  is  their  sole  occupation ;  they 
have  no  outside,  conflicting  interests.  There  is  an  esprit 
de  corps  that  makes  the  men  trust  their  officers,  and  the 
officers,  with  their  West  Point  training,  have  not  the  courage 
to  be  cowards.  Life-long  disgrace  is  the  penalty  that  stares 
them  in  the  face.  The  very  men  who  make  such  a  wretched 
exhibition  as  militia  would,  under  the  influence  of  the  regu- 
lar army  organization,  prove  good  soldiers,  for  the  fault  is 
not  with  the  men,  but  with  the  system. 

The  fear  of  the  Federal  army  is  wholly  without  reason 
under  a  popular  government.  The  troops  are  drawn  from 
the  body  of  the  people  ;  the  officers  are  graduates  from  a 
government  institution,  entrance  to  which  is  now  generally 
secured  by  open  competitive  examination  ;  they  are  appointed 
by  senators  and  congressmen  ;  the  army  is  commanded  by 
a  President  elected  by  the  people.  What  is  there,  then,  to 
fear  ?  Nothing.  No  one  should  fear  the  army  of  the  United 
States  but  the  enemies  of  the  United  States.  And  among 
these  enemies  are  the  anarchists,  dynamiters,  and  murderers 
who,  under  the  name  of  the  American  Railway  Union, 
throttled  the  trade  and  commerce  of  this  country,  until  that 
army  tore  its  clutch  from  our  country's  throat. 

All  honor  to  the  army  of  the  United  States.  May  it 
always  be  as  loyal  to  duty  as  it  is  to-day.  And  may  Con- 
gress double  its  numbers  as  soon  as  Congress  can. 

Mr.  Haveloch  Ellis,  somewhat  known  as  a  writer  on 
penology,  has  just  published  a  volume  on  the  relative  men- 
tal qualities  of  men  and  women.  He  takes  up  the  popular 
notion  that  the  frontal  division  of  the  brain  is  larger  in  man 
than  in  woman,  and  shows  that  it  is  a  delusion,  the  fact  be- 
ing that,  among  civilized  people,  the  frontal  portion  of  the 
brain  is  larger  in  females  than  in  males.  Taking  the  brain 
as  a  whole,  the  male  brain  weighs  about  an  ounce  more  than 
the  female  brain  ;  but  this  is  in  proportion  to  the  difference 
in  weight  between  the  bodies  of  members  of  the  two  sexes. 
Man  is  taller,  stouter,  and  broader  than  woman  ;  therefore, 
to  be  well  proportioned,  his  brain  should  be  larger.  In  Bis- 
choff  s  treatise,  the  brain  of  a  woman  is  to  the  brain  of  a 
man  as  ninety  to  one  hundred ;  but  the  average  weight  of 
the  female  body  is  to  the  male  body  as  eighty-three  to  one 
hundred.  Thus,  relatively,  the  woman  has  a  larger  brain 
than  the  man  ;  and  whereas  the  shape  of  the  male  skull 
approximates  to  the  simian  type,  that  of  the  female  skull 
more  nearly  resembles  the  head  of  the  human  infant. 
From  this  some  scientists  hold  that  women  carry  with  them 
childish  traits  throughout  life.  But  by  similar  reasoning 
one  might  say  that  men  make  monkeys  of  themselves. 

What  to  do  with  women  after  their  mental  and  moral 
equality  is  conceded  is  a  question  which  still  seems  to  be 
debatable.  A  writer  in  the  Afonist,  reasoning  from  the  ex- 
ample of  birds  and  certain  races  of  the  brute  creation,  argues 
that  women  should  be  exempt  from  toil.  He  reasons  that 
wherever  women  have  appeared  as  competitors  in  the  labor 
market,  they  have  displaced  men  and  swollen  the  ranks  of 
the  unemployed  and  the  hungry.  He  avers  that  all  races  in 
which  toil  has  been  the  lot  of  the  females  have  been  short- 
lived and  have  never  emerged  from  barbarism  ;  whereas 
the  races  which  have  prospered  and  risen  to  a  high  grade  of 
civilization  have  been  those  in  which  labor  has  been  the  ex- 
clusive lot  of  men,  who  have  placed  its  rewards  at  the  feet 
of  women.  The  Monist  writer's  idea  is  that  women  should 
go  through  life  performing  the  pedestal  act. 

An  entirely  different  view  of  the  destiny  of  women  as 
workers  is  taken  by  Junius  Henri  Browne.  He  holds  that, 
by  going  to  work,  women  have  established  their  material  in- 
dependence and,  therefore,  their  mental  independence.  It 
has  altered  their  view  of  marriage,  not  by  discrediting  it, 
but  by  reducing  its  supreme  importance  and  by  leading 
women  to  discard  the  old  notion  that  it  is  essential  to  their 
development,  content,  and  subsistence.  Women  who  work 
are  not  necessarily  averse  to  matrimony  ;  but  they  do  not  re- 
gard it  as  the  sole  proper  function  of  their  life,  and  they 
revert  to  the  natural  principle  that  love  and  sympathy,  rather 
than  convenience  and  self-seeking,  should  guide  a  woman  in 
the  choice  of  a  husband.  Wedlock  and  maternity  are  femi- 
nine instincts,  not  to  be  obliterated  by  a  revolution  in  customs 
as  to  bread-winning,  and  a  woman's  fitness  for  either  is 
rather  enlarged  than  diminished  by  a  practice  which  has 
certainly  elevated  the  condition  and  usefulness  of  the  woman 


August  13,  1894. 


THE 


ARGON  AUT. 


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of  to-day  above  the  condition  and  usefulness  of  the  woman 
of  forty  years  ago. 

That  these  views  are  generally  entertained,  statistics  abun- 
dantly prove.  There  are  in  New  York  State,  where  the 
woman  question  has  been  actively  discussed  this  year,  about 
three  millions  of  women.  Of  these,  about  four  hundred 
thousand — exclusive  of  house-servants,  who  have  not  been 
enumerated — are  wage-earners  or  bread-winners  at  the  pres- 
ent time.  In  the  city  of  New  York,  there  are  between 
seventy  and  eighty  thousand  female  bread-winners — exclusive 
of  servants  ;  these  women  not  only  support  themselves,  but 
often  support  children  and  men  as  well.  Many  a  drunken 
sot  in  New  York  city  is  fed  by  his  wife.  The  callings  pur- 
sued by  women  in  New  York  State  number  about  three  hun- 
dred and  forty,  embracing  almost  every  pursuit  in  which 
labor  commands  wages. 

In  France  and  Germany,  women  workers  resort  to  shop- 
keeping  as  a  natural  vocation.  It  is  less  popular  in  New 
York,  the  number  of  female  shop-keepers  being  only  453. 
Other  callings  attract  more  women  workers.  There  are 
20,960  laundresses,  15,237  dressmakers,  7,356  seamstresses, 
3,234  milliners,  2,142  tailoresses.  The  factories  consume 
the  labor  of  154,637  women,  of  whom  6,898  are  skilled 
workwomen,  commanding  high  wages  and  positions  of  fore- 
women. In  trade  generally,  about  10,000  make  a  living  as 
book-agents,  1,418  as  bookkeepers,  6,645  ^  saleswomen, 
1,294  as  stenographers,  1,280  as  type-writers.  There  are 
6,811  female  type-setters,  1,644  housekeepers,  17,000  fruit 
and  hop-pickers,  and  3,314  farmers.  Nearly  62,000  women 
are  engaged  in  professional  life.  Of  these,  6,581  are  con- 
nected with  newspapers  as  editors,  writers,  or  reporters, 
47,488  are  teachers,  1,370  actresses,  and  1,341  artists.  The 
old  professions  have  not  attracted  many,  followers.  There 
are  only  5  lawyers,  2r  dentists,  2S7  doctors,  and  a  very  few 
clergymen  or  clergywomen.  The  Baptist,  Methodist,  and 
Independent  sects  are  the  only  prominent  ones  which  admit 
women  to  the  pulpit. 

Inferences  may  be  drawn  from  these  figures.  The  aver- 
age girl,  who  wants  to  earn  a  living  and  is  not  conscious  of 
any  superior  ability,  yet  who  scorns  domestic  service,  either 
goes  into  a  factory  or  takes  to  one  of  the  callings  which  are 
dependent  on  female  dress.  A  girl  who  feels  that  she  has 
something  in  her,  either  goes  on  the  stage  or  studies  medi- 
cine or  art.  The  tables  before  us  contain  no  report  of  the 
number  of  trained  nurses  in  New  York.  That  is  a  business 
which  is  becoming  popular  with  young  women  on  this  side 
of  the  continent.  A  trained  nurse  gets  twenty-one  dollars  a 
week,  and  they  are  hard  to  find  at  the  price.  They  must 
study  two  years  before  graduating,  but  a  bright  girl  easily 
masters  the  profession  in  that  time  and  is  almost  as  good  as 
a  doctor. 


According  to  the  dispatches  from  Shanghai,  a  number  of 
Chinese  soldiers  were  beheaded  at  Tien-Tsin  on  August  2d 
for  desertion.  The  men  pleaded  hunger  and  exhaustion  in 
extenuation  of  their  offense.  But  none  the  less  they  were 
degraded,  their  queues  clipped,  their  uniforms  stripped  from 
them,  and  their  heads  cut  off.  This  severe  punishment  is 
said  to  have  produced  a  marked  impression  in  the  Chinese 
army. 

Oddly  enough,  a  similar  offense  was  committed  by  a  num- 
ber of  the  troops  of  the  California  National  Guard  some 
weeks  ago — the  offense  of  desertion.  These  troops  also 
pleaded  hunger  and  exhaustion.  But  here  the  parallel  ends. 
The  California  troops  were  tried  by  court-martial  and  sen- 
tenced to  be  dishonorably  dismissed — "  dismissed  "  from  a 
service  from  which  they  had  already  deserted.  Even  this 
light  penalty  has  been  set  aside  by  the  general  commanding 
the  brigade. 

These  two  pictures  make  a  striking  contrast.  On  the  one 
hand,  there  is  the  soldier,  whose  trade  is  war  ;  for  him,  de- 
sertion in  time  of  war  means  death.  On  the  other  hand, 
there  is  the  militia-man,  whose  trade  is — well,  certainly,  not 
war  ;  for  him,  desertion  means  a  trial,  dismissal,  and  then 
whitewashing. 

There  will  probably  be  no  more  desertions  in  the  Chinese 
army  for  some  time  to  come.  But  the  next  time  the  Cali- 
fornia militia  are  ordered  out  to  do  something  they  dislike, 
they  will  very  probably  desert  again. 

History  is  repeating  itself  once  more.  The  chronicle  of 
the  ancient  church  records  that  whenever  a  cathedral  at- 
tracted worshipers  by  an  exhibition  of  relics,  some  rival 
cathedral  announced  thar  it  had  secured,  at  enormous  ex- 
pense, a  still  finer  article  of  relic  with  superior  healing 
powers,  and  thus  the  pious  were  drawn  from  one  place  of 
worship  to  another,  and  the  income  of  the  sacred  edifices 
fluctuated  with  the  migrations  of  true  believers.  Everybody 
remembers  how  the  town  of  Cologne  was  rescued  from 
decay  by  the  display  of  the  skulls  of  eleven  thousand 
British  virgins  in  the  Church  of  St.  Ursula.  The  Roman 
Catholics    of    New    York    have    again    grown  jealous    of 


the  wealth    accumulated  by  the  Church  of    Ste.  Anne  de  ' 
Beaupre,  in  Quebec,  and  having  secured  relics  of  the  same 
saint  for  the  Church  of  St.  Jean   Baptiste,  in  Seventy-Sixth 
Street,  they  are  again  inviting  the  faithful  to  worship  them 
and  be  cured. 

According  to  the  legend,  St.  Anne  was  an  early  Christian 
martyr  who  resided  in  Jerusalem,  and  whose  body  after 
death  was  carried  by  St,  James  to  Marseilles  and  thence  to 
the  village  of  Apt,  in  Yaucluse.  Whether  any  such  person 
as  St.  Anne  ever  lived,  and  after  her  death  her  remains  ever 
undertook  voyages  and  finally  fetched  up  in  Yaucluse,  are 
questions  for  the  erudite  to  determine  ;  but  it  is  certain  that 
the  saint's  bones  were  numerous,  for  they  have  proved  a 
source  of  relics  for  the  world.  A  wrist-bone  of  hers  is  at 
St.  Anne  de  Beaupre,  in  Canada,  and  a  thumb-bone  like- 
wise ;  and  now  another  wrist-bone  rests  in  a  repository  of 
silk  and  velvet  in  the  Church  of  St  Jean  Baptiste,  in  New 
York.  All  these  relics  possess  miraculous  powers.  The 
wonderful  cures  which  they  performed  at  St.  Anne  de  Beau- 
pre have  been  matters  of  history  for  years,  and  the  Argo- 
naut has  frequently  chronicled  them. 

For  some  time  past  there  has  been  a  lull  in  the  miraculous 
work,  but  lately  it  has  broken  out  again.  A  few  weeks 
ago,  Kate  Sweeney,  twenty-seven  years  old  and  paralyzed  in 
her  lower  limbs,  no  sooner  kissed  St.  Anne's  thumb-bone, 
than  she  arose  and  walked  out  of  the  church.  Mme. 
Diogene  Grimmont,  of  Cap.  Ste.  Ignace,  had  been  bed- 
ridden since  February.  She  was  carried  into  church,  but 
she  had  no  sooner  kissed  St.  Anne's  wrist-bone  than  she 
threw  away  her  crutches,  raised  herself  erect,  and  walked 
round  among  her  friends.     Nor  is  the  miraculous  bone  at 

;  St.  Jean  Baptiste's  less   efficacious.     A  boy  who   had  been 

!  afflicted  with  curvature  of  the  spine,  touched  the  relic  to  his 
deformity,  and  was  welL  Other  cases  of  miraculous  cures 
are  reported. 

Strange  to  say,  the  medical  journals  do  not  report  that  the 
doctors  at  Quebec  or  New  York  have  gone  out  of  busi- 
ness. Notwithstanding  their  miraculous  rivals,  there  seems 
still  to  be  a  demand  for  scientific  practitioners.  Indeed,  the 
fame  of  the  relics  appears  to  have  attracted  sufferers  to  the 
shrines,  and,  notwithstanding  the  cures,  there  are  more  sick 
people  at  and  near  Ste.  Anne  fe  Beaupre  than  there  ever 
were  before. 

Yet  still  there  is  no  exhaustion  in  the  faith  of  believers. 
A  band  of  pilgrims,  consisting  of  ninety-three  men  and 
women,  has  just  left  Brooklyn,  N.  Y.,  for  Lourdes,  in 
France.  They  have  evidently  not  read  Zola's  novel  for 
they  left  in  high  spirits  and  with  solemn  hopes.  They  bore 
with  them  a  banner  seventy-two   inches  long  by  forty  inches 

:  wide,  embroidered  by  hand  and  adorned  with  tassels  of 
gold,  red,  green,  and  white.  This  banner  is  to  be  hung  in 
the  chapel  at  Lourdes,  side  by  side  with  a  golden  heart  con- 
taining "intentions"  or  petitions  of  prayer  by  persons  who 
could  not  go  in  person.  After  having  offered  up  their 
prayers  at  the  sacred  spot,  the  pilgrims  propose  to  visit  the 
Pope  and  to  mingle  for  awhile  in  the  meretricious  gayeties 
of  the  wicked  city  of  Paris. 

Philosophers  may  laugh  at  the  credulity  of  religionists 
who  pay  their  devotions  to  a  bone  probably  picked  at  hap- 
hazard out  of  some  modern  church-yard,  but  no  thoughtful 
person  can  take  note  of  these  devotions  without  grave  and 

J  rather  sad  reflections.     The  worship  of  relics   and  the  con- 

j  fiding  trust   in  the  miraculous  interposition  of  saints  in  hu- 

[  man   affairs    imply    that   the    march    of    intellect    has   not 

1  affected  Roman  Catholics.  It  is  not  to  be  supposed  that  the 
thousands  who  flock  to  Ste.  Anne  de  Beaupre  are  all  desti- 
tute of  the  rudiments  of  education  ;  at  any  rate,  the  pilgrims 

I  who  left  Brooklyn  for  Lourdes  must  be  supposed  to  have  re- 

;  ceived  a  common-school  education.  And  yet  their  reasoning 
faculty  and  their  information   seem  to  be  very  little  above 

1  the  level  of  those   of  the    peasantry  of  the    Middle    Ages. 

\  People  who  pray  to  saints'  bones  are  quite  capable  of  burn- 
ing dissenters  at  the  stake. 

But  there  is  a  practical  side  to  this  matter.     There  are 

1  plenty  of  wonder-working  relics  in  the  Roman  Catholic 
churches  of  this  country,  besides  St.  Anne's  wish-bone. 
These  pilgrimages  abroad  should  be  discouraged.  Consider 
what  a  large  amount  of  money  will  be  dropped  at  Lourdes, 
Rome,  and  elsewhere  by  the  faithful  band  from  Brooklyn. 
If  they  spend  a  thousand  dollars  apiece,  there  is  nearly  a 
hundred  thousand  dollars   lost   to  this  country,  and  a  great 

'  deal  of  it  lost  to  Holy  Mother  Church.  If  they  spend  only 
five  hundred  dollars  apiece,  it  is  still  fifty  thousand  dollars 

!  lost.  But  if  the  male  members  go  to  Paris  and  get  giddy, 
it  is  more  apt  to  touch  the  thousand-dollar  mark.  Why 
do  not  the  heads  of  the  Roman  Catholic  Church  here  dis- 
courage these  religious  and  relic-hunting  globe-trotters  ? 
Why  neglect  local  bones  ?     What  is  the  matter  with  home 

i  industry  in  relics  ? 


thousand  soldiers  recruited  among  the  interesting  mass  of 
foreigners  who  work  in  the  coke  regions  of  Pennsylvania. 
It  is  sincerely  to  be  hoped  that  the  Japanese  Government 
will  accept  the  offer,  and  that  our  government  can  permit  it 
to  be  carried  out  without  a  breach  of  the  comity  of  nations. 
Japan  is  largely  outnumbered  by  China  in  population.  Why 
could  we  not  furnish  her  with  several  millions  of  the  foreign 
scum  who  now  afflict  this  country  ?  They  might  be  good  as 
food  for  powder — they  certainly  are  not  good  for  anything 
else.  After  the  war  was  over,  and  Japan  found  herself  with 
this  large  and  extremely  undesirable  European  population  on 
her  hands,  she  still  could  utilize  them.  On  the  eastern  rim 
of  Asia  there  are  no  absurd  occidental  ideas  about  the 
sacredness  of  human  life.  She  could  utilize  them  as  fertil- 
izing material. 


The  interior  press  of  California  very  generally  state  that 
there  are  overtures  being  made  by  the  Democrats  to  fuse 
with  the  Populists.  This  will  show  the  hopeless  condition  to 
which  the  Democratic  party  is  reduced  in  this  State.  Their 
forlorn  hope  is  to  hang  to  the  tail  of  the  Populist  kite. 
But  there  is  very  little  encouragement  for  them  in  that 
direction.  The  Populists  are  intoxicated  with  their" 
own  eloquence,  and  actually  believe  that  they  are 
going  to  shut  out  both  the  old  parties  in  this  State. 
Naturally,  they  are  in  a  haughty  frame  of  mind,  and 
therefore  not  disposed  to  listen  to  the  pleadings  of  the 
humble  Democracy.  The  Populists  claim  that  all  of  the 
strikers  in  the  recent  riots  will  vote  their  ticket.  Very  likely 
they  will.  We  see  by  the  dispatches  from  Woodland  that 
the  Populists  of  Yolo  County  intend  to  nominate  H.  A. 
Knox  as  their  candidate  for  sheriff.  Knox  was  the  chairman 
of  the  A.  R.  U.  strikers'  committee  at  Sacramento,  and 
was  Czar  of  California  for  a  few  days,  during  which 
time  the  Examiner,  Call,  Bulletin,  and  Chronicle  were 
enthusiastically  licking  his  boots.  He  is  now,  with  other 
strikers,  being  tried  for  the  murder  of  Engineer  Clark  and 
the  United  States  soldiers,  who  were  done  to  death  in  so 
treacherous  and  cowardly  a  manner  when  the  strikers  de- 
railed a  train.  He  will  make  an  eminently  fitting  candidate 
I  for  the  Populists.  That  "party"  already  has  nearly  all  the 
i  socialists,  communists,  and  anarchists  of  the  State  enrolled 
within  its  ranks.  If  to  them  it  adds  the  dynamiters  and  the 
Democrats,  it  will  be  complete. 


Valentine   Novaky,  the  leader  of  the  Pennsylvania  coke 
strikers,  offers  to  furnish  the  Japanese  Government  with  five 


The  latest  dispatches  from  Washington,  as  we  write,  in- 
dicate that  the  Democratic  Congress  has  as  yet  failed  to 
reach  a  compromise  on  the  tariff  bill.  The  dead-lock  still  ■ 
exists  on  sugar,  coal,  and  iron.  The  Democratic  Senate 
takes  its  orders  directly  from  the  Sugar  Trust  The  Senate 
has  struggled  vainly  for  its  client.  It  first  attempted  to  give 
the  Sugar  Trust  a  duty  that  would  net  them  sixty  millions  of 
dollars  a  year.  Finding  this  impossible,  it  fell  to  twelve  mill- 
ions of  dollars.  Now  the  schedule  proposed  by  the  House 
will  net  the  Trust  about  six  millions  of  dollars  a  year,  and  this 
is  not  satisfactory  to  the  Senate  and  the  Sugar  Trust.  They 
are  fighting  for  more.  So  with  coaL  It  is  not  a  question 
of  free  coal  and  no  protection,  but  of  how  much  protection 
to  give  to  coaL  And  this  is  the  "  free  trade "  for 
which  the  mob  threw  up  their  caps  two  years  ago ! 
This  is  the  "  abolition  of  protection "  of  which  Dem- 
ocratic orators  spouted  so  ceaselessly  during  the  last 
campaign  !  Not  free  coal,  but  protected  coal  —  pro- 
tected for  the  Democratic  coal  barons.  Not  free  sugar,  but 
protected  sugar — protected  for  the  Sugar  Trust.  This  is  the 
Democratic  way  of  carrying  out  a  promise  to  the  people. 
Out  upon  such  a  party  ! 

Mayor  Gilroy,  the  Tammany  Mayor  of  New  York  city, 
has  declined  to  run  for  that  or  any  other  political  office,  and 
has  declared  that  he  is  "  out  of  politics."  It  is  really  re- 
markable how  many  Democratic  statesmen  are  "out  of 
politics" — this  year.  From  the  New  England  States  to 
the  Great  Lakes  —  from  the  Great  Lakes  to  the  Pacific 
Coast  —  everywhere  north  of  Mason  and  Dixon's  line 
this  strange  lethargy  seems  to  affect  the  Democratic  war- 
horses.  In  fact,  they  have  grown  quite  Chesterfieldian 
in  their  desire  to  step  aside  and  let  others  pre- 
cede them.  It  was  not  always  so.  In  our  State,  for 
example,  there  have  been  preelection  times  when  Demo- 
cratic candidates  were  thick  as  leaves  in  Yallambrosa.  But 
not  to-day.  Even  for  the  gubernatorial  chair  there  seem  to 
be  few  "  prominent  citizens  mentioned."  As  for  the  post  of 
Democratic  boss,  it  seems  to  be  going  a-begging.  Leading 
Democrats  go  around  denying  that  they  are  bosses,  and  con- 
tinually dodging,  like  brickbats,  crowns  which  come  hurtling 
round  the  corners  of  the  Lupercal.  But  the  most  painful 
feature  of  all  is  that  we  utterly  fail  to  see  "mentioned  for 
office  "  or  "  in  the  hands  of  their  friends  "  the  usual  long  list 
of  Murphys,  Maguires,  Mulcaheys,  O'Connells  and  O'Don- 
nells,  Doolans  and  Hoolans,  and  Flannigans  and  Rranni- 
gans.      What  is  the  matter  with  the  proud  and  sen- 


THE        ARGONAUT. 


August  13,  1894. 


THE    INCIDENT    AT    CASEY'S. 


"Company,  villainoiis  company  hath  been  the  spoil 0/ me." — Tack  Falstaff. 


I. — As  told  by  J.  Harvey  Waldrath. 
You  have  often  commented,  my  dear  fellow,  upon  my 
predilection  for  queer  associates,  and  I  have  frankly  acknowl- 
edged the  weakness  and  have  defended  myself  on  atavistic 
grounds.  My  father  and  my  grandfather  before  him  were 
aristocratic  democrats — that  is  to  say,  while  they  possessed 
the  courtly  manners  and  distant  bearing  of  cavaliers  of  the 
old  school,  they  rejoiced  at  times  to  mingle  with  the  common 
herd,  on  terms  of  comparative  equality.  It  is  an  amiable 
characteristic,  and  should  be  judged  leniently,  don't  you 
think  ? 

The  article  in  the  Pillory,  giving  an  alleged  account  of 
that  little  affair  at  Casey's,  illustrates — to  the  small  extent  of 
its  truth — the  awkward  predicaments  into  which  I  am  some- 
times led  by  this  hereditary  democratic  tendency.  That  my 
misdeeds  should  be  exaggerated  by  these  bushwhacking 
black-mailers  arises  naturally  enough  from  my  being  the  son 
of  a  rich  man  and  reputed  to  have  a  little  wealth  of  my  own. 
Jerry  shall  bring  us  a  brandy-and-soda,  and  I  will  a  round, 
unvarnished  tale  deliver. 

It  begins  with  my  meeting  Tommie  Button  at  the  Press 
Club  last  Friday  afternoon.  You  know  him,  of  course  ;  he 
is  a  sort  of  a  free  lance  on  the  Great  Daily.  I  congratulated 
him  on  a  series  of  artistic  roastings  that  his  paper  is  dealing 
out  to  the  political  bosses  of  my  ward.  As  a  matter  of  fact 
Morley,  the  city-editor,  was  writing  them,  for  he  told  me  so 
himself,  but  Tommie  blushingly  admitted  that  they  were  his 
work,  and  I  was  compelled  to  take  him  at  his  word  and 
order  a  small  bottle  in  their  honor.  That  was  disposed  of 
so  swiftly  there  seemed  to  be  nothing  to  do  but  to  call  for 
its  successor.  What  tanks  for  wine  these  newspaper  men 
carry  around  with  them  !  The  third  bottle  Button  ordered 
himself,  but  noticing  a  dubious  look  on  the  steward's  face, 
I  nodded  to  him  and  it  went  on  my  bill. 

Then  Button  began  telling  me  about  a  place  down  on  the 
water-front  where  there  was  some  excellent  French  brandy 
which  he  had  reason  to  believe  had  been  smuggled.  I  saw 
the  fellow  needed  the  air  pretty  badly,  and  I  proposed  that 
we  should  walk  down  there.  We  found  the  place,  and  the 
brandy  was  fine ;  but  when  we  left  after  trying  several 
samples  of  it,  I  noticed  that  the  air  had  not  particularly  im- 
proved Button's  condition. 

We  made  rather  slow  progress  uptown,  owing  to  the  re- 
porter's disposition  to  call  at  every  saloon  along  the  line, 
looking  for  news.  Presently  we  fell  in  with  Chick  Koffmaier. 
You  know  Koffmaier.  The  beggar  has  been  trying  to  per- 
suade me  to  run  for  the  legislature  next  fall.  He  says  if 
there  were  more  men  of  my  class  willing  to  go  into  politics, 
there  would  be  less  chance  for  rascals — like  himself — to  get 
away  with  public  plunder.     I  am  thinking  about  it. 

Koffmaier,  on  hearing  from  Button  of  the  smuggled 
brandy,  insisted  that  we  should  go  with  him  to  a  place  where 
we  could  try  some  old  whisky  that  had  dodged  the  revenue. 
I  am  bound  to  admit  the  whisky  was  good.  Then  those  two 
"began  on  a  regular  round,  taking  in  every  place  we  came  to, 
and  I  accompanied  them,  partly  out  of  curiosity,  but  more 
to  see  that  no  harm  befell  them. 

When  we  came  to  Casey's,  whom  should  we  meet  but 
Billy  Flint,  the  pug.  His  reputation  as  a  bad  man  can  not 
have  escaped  you.  They  keep  his  name  standing,  so  to 
speak,  in  the  sporting  and  criminal  columns  of  the  news- 
papers. It  being  now  after  sundown,  the  foundations  of  his 
usual  evening  drunk  were  pretty  well  laid,  and  he  was  dis- 
posed to  be  quarrelsome.  His  wrath  at  such  times  is  hung 
on  a  hair  trigger,  and  Button,  who  talks  an  incessant  stream 
of  sarcastic  humor,  was  just  the  man  to  touch  it  off. 

We  went  into  Casey's,  and  I  ordered  some  wine,  that  we 
might  all  drink  to  Billy's  health.  It  was  my  purpose  then  to 
execute  a  graceful  but  hasty  retreat,  as,  being  the  only  sober 
man  in  the  party,  I  foresaw  the  possibility  of  some  un- 
pleasantness between  the  other  three,  all  of  whom  were  now 
in  a  very  bad  way. 

It  was  too  late,  however.  The  conversation  suddenly  took 
an  unhappy  turn  from  politics,  where  we  all  agreed,  to  re- 
ligion ;  and  Button  said  something — I  don't  know  what — that 
displeased  Billy.  In  an  instant  he  grabbed  the  reporter  and 
tried  to  throw  him  over  Casey's  bar.  Things  were  lively, 
let  me  tell  you,  during  the  next  few  minutes.  Endeavoring 
to  interfere  in  the  interest  of  peace,  I  was  sent  spinning 
across  the  room  and  landed  under  the  table.  Koffmaier's 
tum  came  after  Button's,  and  he  and  the  bad  man  were  roll- 
ing about  the  floor  together  when  the  police  arrived.    . 

Now  the  Pillory  article,  which  is  an  infamous  lie  from  one 
end  to  the  other,  says  we  were  all  of  us  drunk.  I  was  per- 
fectly sober  and  came  home,  without  any  trouble,  in  a  cab. 
The  article  also  says  that  the  police  discussed  taking  me  to 
the  station,  but  I  begged  off.  The  facts  are  that  Morley, 
Button's  city-editor,  who  by  chance  came  with  the  police, 
told  them  who  I  was,  and  they  apologized  for  troubling  me. 
They  saw  I  was  sober ;  and,  indeed,  it  was  two  of  them 
that  helped  me  into  the  cab,  and  I  tipped  them  handsomely 
for  their  trouble. 

Of  course  I  was  in  bad  company,  and  the  incident  was 
hardly  creditable  to  a  man  of  my  standing  ;  but  one  must 
unbend  a  little  occasionally,  to  keep  on  good  terms  with  his 
fellow -men. 

The  only  thing  that  really  annoys  me  in  the  affair  is  this 
Pillory  stuff.  I  actually  went  to  consult  Judge  Blackleaf  as 
to  whether  the  article  was  actionable  as  libel.  He  declared 
that  the  fellow  wasn't  worth  the  powder  and  shot  it  would 
take  to  bag  him,  and  advised  me  to  drop  the  matter.  By 
the  way,  the  judge  would  not  take  any  fee  for  the  advice,  but 
said  that  a  case  of  wine  would  be  more  appropriate  under 
the  circumstances.     What  was  his  idea,  do  you  suppose  ? 


should  go  to  work  and  write  me  up  that  way  in  their  paper, 
when  I  never  done  them  any  harm.  That  there  piece  has 
hurt  my  reputation.  Even  the  Boss  had  to  get  in  and  jump 
me  about  it,  and  told  me  to  watch  out  or  I'd  get  throwed 
down  in  my  own  ward  as  a  consequence. 

I  wouldn't  feel  so  bad,  only  the  piece  in  the  paper  says  I 
was  drunk.  On  the  dead,  I  was  the  only  sober  man  in  the 
gang.  All  the  others,  including  Billy  and  that  dude  Wald- 
rath, they  was  loaded  to  the  muzzle. 

Let  me  give  you  the  straight  of  it 

Last  Friday  afternoon,  just  about  dusk,  I  was  coming  out 
of  Paddy  Holleran's,  when  I  run  up  against  this  red-headed 
little  swell  Waldrath,  together  with  Tommie  Button,  one  of 
the  reporters  working  on  the  Great  Daily.  Quick  as  I 
seen  them  two  steering  along  arm  in  arm,  I  knowed  there 
was  wine  going  to  be  opened,  and  naturally  I  took  right 
hold — not  having  tasted  hardly  a  drop  of  anything  all  that 
day. 

Waldrath,  he  acted  like  he  was  glad  to  see  me,  'cause, 
you  know,  he  is  trying  to  get  me  to  put  him  up  for  the 
legislature.  But  this  feller  Button,  I  could  see  he  hadn't 
no  use  for  me,  thinking  probably  he  could  soak  up  alone  all 
the  swell  was  willing  to  pay  for. 

Well,  first  I  asked  them  to  Bud  Thomas's  place,  where  we 
had  a  little  whisky,  and  from  there  we  began  working  our 
passage  uptown,  stopping  at  pretty  near  every  place  we  come 
to,  and  throwing  for  the  drinks.  It  was  most  generally  on 
the  dude,  for  Button  he  helped  me  out,  and  I  helped  him, 
and  the  sucker  was  getting  so  full  he  couldn't  see  the  bones 
straight.  Pretty  soon  I  see  that  Button  he  was  skating  a 
little,  and  I  had  to  get  in  between  to  help  them  both  along. 

I  don't  believe  there  would  have  been  no  trouble,  only 
when  we  was  just  opposite  Casey's,  who  should  come  bear- 
ing down  on  us  but  Billy  Flint.  Now,  I  never  had  no 
trouble  with  Billy  myself,  and  as  long  as  he  knows  when  he 
is  well  off,  I  ain't  likely  to  have  ;  but  I  don't  mind  saying  to 
you  right  now  that  he's  a  bad  man,  and  he  don't  want  to  be 
monkeyed  with. 

The  minute  I  saw  him,  I  knowed  by  the  red  coloring  in 
his  game  eye  that  it  wouldn't  take  much  more  to  put  him  in 
good  trim  for  a  scrap,  and  I  tried  to  steer  them  two  off  and 
round  the  corner.  But  Billy  he  wouldn't  have  it  that  way, 
and  come  right  up  and  joined  into  the  procession.  Now  I 
say  to  you  was  that  fair  and  honorable?  He  sees  me  out 
with  a  couple  of  gents,  having  a  fine,  large  time,  and  he 
runs  right  into  the  game,  where  he  knows  he  ain't  wanted, 
and  queers  it  for  us  all 

Waldrath  he  gives  him  the  hand-shake,  but  little  Button 
was  looking  tired.  Then  Billy,  noticing  how  the  reporter 
took  it,  spoke  up  and  told  him  he'd  better  get  right  in  line, 
or  he  was  liable  to  have  his  head  driven  clean  through  his 
collar.  I  chipped  in  and  told  Billy  not  to  talk  that  way  to  a 
newspaper  man  who  mighrbe  his  best  friend  sometime, 
and  Billy  he  asked  us  all  over  to  Casey's. 

It  was  there  that  the  trouble  began.  Button  would  keep 
mumbling  into  rHs  whiskers  about  Billy,  and  the  dude  was 
getting  fresher  every  minute.  Soon  they  was  talking  politics, 
and  then  they  got  into  religion,  and  I  doing  my  best  all  the 
time  to  keep  them  in  line,  being  as  I  was  the  only  sober  man 
in  the  crowd. 

But  it's  no  use  trying  to  hold  Billy  in  when  he  once  gets 
started.  Button  said  something,  I  don't  rightly  know  what, 
and  the  next  minute  his  heels  was  hitting  the  gas-lights.  The 
dude  had  just  sense  enough  left  to  get  under  a  table  and 
hide,  and  I  was  walking  out  of  the  doorT  dignified  and  peace- 
able, when  the  coppers  came  running  in. 

Four  or  five  of  them  throwed  Billy  and  sat  on  him,  while 
the  others  gathered  in  Button  and  snaked  Waldrath  out  from 
under  the  table.  Then  Conley,  one  of  the  cops,  who  has  it 
in  for  me,  yelled  out,  "  Nab  that  Koffmaier  ;  he  was  scrap- 
ping, too,"  and  I'm  blest  if  they  didn't  actually  grab  me  and 
run  me  into  the  station.  The  chief  let  me  go  on  my  own 
recognizances,  and  the  next  morning  Billy  and  me  came  be- 
fore Justice  Jake  Brannigan  ;  the  dude  and  the  reporter, 
they  let  them  off  entirely.  Billy  got  one  hundred  dollars  or 
days,  which  was  little  enough  for  the  trouble  he  had  made, 
and  I  got  away  with  a  reprimand  and  a  warning  to  keep  out 
of  bad  company  in  the  future.  Brannigan,  he  was  an  old 
side-pardner  of  mine,  and  he  let  me  down  as  easy  as  he 
could. 

But,  say,  there's  no  use  talking,  a  thing  like  that  hurts  a 
man's  standing,  and  I  feel  it,  though  I  might  not  say  much. 
And  the  piece  in  the  Pillory  writing  that  I  was  drunk  !  I 
ask  you  now,  was  that  right,  was  St  just? 


//. — As  told  by  Chick  Koffmaier. 
Did    you   hear  them  fellers   giving  me  the    horse-laugh 
about  that  piece  in  the  Pillory  ?     I   can't  see  why  anybody 


III. — As  told  by  Tommie  Button. 

The  worst  feature  of  the  newspaper  profession,  and  one 
that  prompts  me  to  swear  sometimes  I  will  leave  it  on  the 
first  opportunity,  is  the  low  associates  it  throws  one  among. 
You  have  heard,  old  man,  about  that  little  incident  at  Casey's. 
Fogerty's  paper,  the  Pillory,  had  an  account  of  it,  which,  as 
far  as  I  was  concerned,  was  without  a  grain  of  truth.  There 
is  an  example  of  the  way  a  man  in  pursuit  of  some  piece  of 
legitimate  news  will  innocently  tumble  into  a  bad  scrape. 
The  Pillory  says  I  was  drunk.  Me,  you  understand  !  I 
flatter  myself  I  don't  need  to  go  about  making  explanations 
to  my  friends  on  that  point.  I  was  as  sober  and  as  clear- 
headed through  the  whole  affair  as  I  am  this  minute.  I  wish 
I  could  say  as  much  for  Mr.  J.  Harvey  Waldrath  and  for 
the  other  two  toughs  of  lesser  degree  who  shared  with  him 
the  honors  of  the  occasion. 

By  the  way,  what  business  has  that  fellow  Waldrath  in  the 
Press  Club?  It  was  Morley,  blast  him,  that  proposed  his 
name,  in  return,  I  suppose,  for  Waldrath's  services  in  getting 
him  into  the  Gypsy  Club  among  the  swells.  I  have  always 
maintained  that  the  membership  of  the  club  ought  to  be  re- 
stricted to  working  newspaper  men  alone.  There  are  plenty 
of  hard  characters  among  them,  the  Lord  knows,  without 
going  outside  and  bringing  in  poor  raw  material  of  Wald- 
rath's sort. 

It  was  here  I  fell  in  with  the  fellow  last  Friday  afternoon. 
He  insisted  on  my  drinking  a  bottle  of  wine  with  him,  on 
the  strength  of  some  stuff  I   am  turning  out  for  the  paper, 


which  has  struck  his  fancy.  Of  course  I  can't  drink  a 
man's  wine  without  ordering  some  myself,  and  by  the  time 
we  had  finished  the  second  bottle  the  little  cad  was  in  pretty 
bad  form. 

Morley  had  given  me  a  detail  that  afternoon  down  on  the 
water-front — a  smuggling  story.  Thinking  that  the  walk 
might  do  him  good,  and  with  the  intention  of  shaking  him 
off,  as  soon  as  he  was  able  to  navigate,  I  suggested  that  we 
walk  down  and  try  the  smuggled  goods — to  wit,  some 
French  brandy.  I  suppose  I  ought  to  have  left  him  at  the 
club  to  finish  his  jag  by  himself  and  go  home  in  a  cab,  but 
it  seemed  hardly  fair  after  drinking  his  wine. 

We  tried  the  brandy,  but  its  effect  upon  Waldrath  was 
hardly  beneficial ;  and,  when  we  started  back,  I  had  the 
deuce  of  a  time  getting  him  past  any  place  that  had  bottles 
in  the  window.  Just  as  I  was  preparing  to  finally  shake 
him  off,  the  unspeakable  Koffmaier  slid  up  behind  us  and 
slapped  me  familiarly  on  the  shoulder.  Me  !  Think  of  it ! 
That  scoundrel  has  been  accused  of  pretty  nearly  every 
crime  in  the  calendar,  and  convicted  of  a  fair  percentage  of 
them.  Even  a  newspaper  man  must  draw  the  line  on  the 
people  he  will  know,  and  I  draw  it  some  distance  this  side  of 
Chick  Koffmaier.  I  would  have  transfixed  him  with  an  icy 
glare,  but  Waldrath,  who  wants  to  run  for  the  legislature 
and  who  thinks  the  heeler  can  help  him,  grasped  the  fellow's 
hand  and  embraced  him  like  a  long-lost  brother.  It  was  a 
disgusting  sight. 

Koffmaier  had  evidently  found  some  kindly  friends  earlier 
in  the  day,  and  had  managed  to  acquire  a  fairly  robust  jag, 
which,  under  the  treatment  afforded  by  Waldrath's  liberality, 
soon  developed  gigantic  proportions.  They  continued  their 
way  uptown,  taking  in  regularly  every  joint  we  passed. 
Presently  it  occurred  to  me  that  Waldrath,  who  was  now  too 
far  gone  to  save,  would  probably  wind  up  in  some  sort  of  a 
row  that  would  make  a  good  story.  I,  therefore,  resolved  to 
stay  with  him  to  the  end. 

We  had  worked  our  way  as  far  as  Casey's,  I  in  the  middle 
holding  the  others  up,  when  we  came  upon  Billy  Flint  hug- 
ging the  kerb-stone,  drunk  and  ugly,  as  he  usually  is  at  that 
time  in  the  evening.  Excuse  me  from  Billy  Flint.  Having 
seen  various  samples  of  his  handiwork  brought  to  the  re- 
ceiving hospital  in  an  ambulance,  I  had  no  desire  to  cultivate 
a  nearer  acquaintance.  Koffmaier,  who  was  thrashed  by 
Billy  about  a  year  ago  at  a  ward  caucus,  entertains  similar 
sentiments  to  my  own  with  regard  to  him,  and  together  we 
tried  to  steer  J.  Harvey  around  the  corner.  But  he  wouldn't 
have  it.  "Why,  there's  my  old  friend  Billy  Flint,"  he  yells 
out,  and  Billy  came  running  up.  How  can  a  man  like 
Waldrath,  with  decent  birth  and  fair  opportunities  in  life, 
deliberately  seek  such  low  company  ?     Strange,  isn't  it  ? 

When  Billy  is  drunk,  fighting  is  like  breath  to  him — he 
must  have  it.  Koffmaier  said  something  about  its  being 
late,  and  proposed  that  we  break  up  and  quietly  disperse, 
whereupon  Billy  remarked  that  if  he  heard  any  more  insinu- 
ations to  the  effect  that  he  was  not  good  enough  company  for 
Koffmaier,  the  latter  might  expect  to  "  git  t'rowed  t'rough 
dem  top-winders  of  de  place  acrost  de  street."  It  was  an 
eight-story  building  to  which  he  alluded,  and  Koffmaier,  after 
a  hasty  glance  at  its  imposing  facade,  relapsed  into  a  pro- 
found and  lugubrious  silence.  We  then  walked  into  Casey's 
under  the  leadership  of  J.  Harvey,  who  promptly  opened  a 
large  bottle  to  Billy's  continued  good  health. 

We  had  entered  upon  the  second  bottle,  and  the  conversa- 
tion had  wandered  from  politics  naturally  into  religion,  when 
I  made  some  careless  but  well-meaning  remark  about  the 
church  of  which  Billy  had  just  declared  himself  a  member 
in  good  standing.  Billy  says  now  he  misunderstood  me — a 
misunderstanding  will  do  him  as  well  as  anything  to  open  a 
fight  on — and  he  has  sent  me  a  note  of  apology.  It  is  a 
gem,  that  note,  and  when  Billy  is  safely  dead  and  securely 
buried,  I  will  use  it  in  print. 

Well,  I  made  this  remark,  as  I  say,  and  the  next  instant 
the  lights  of  the  room  began  to  gyrate  like  Fourth-of-July 
pin-wheels,  and  the  bar  and  all  its  attachments  seemed  to 
rear  up  on  end  and  paw  the  air.  I  could  write  a  book  on 
the  impressions  received  during  that  short  moment  and  not 
tell  half.  I  was  saved  from  utter  annihilation  by  Koffmaier, 
who  drew  Billy's  attention  by  an  effort  to  escape  out  of  the 
front  door. 

Those  who  saw  it,  tell  me  the  Flint- Koffmaier  mill  was  fine 
while  it  lasted  ;  but  I  was  in  no  condition  to  take  down  the 
points,  even  if  the  Great  Daily  had  been  disposed  to  use  the 
story. 

Somebody  telephoned  to  the  station,  and  the  wagon  was 
in  front  of  Casey's  in  time  for  the  boys  to  see  the  closing 
rounds.  The  chief  actors  were  carted  away,  Morley,  who 
happened  to  be  present,  interposing  in  Waldrath's  behalf, 
and  saving  his  honored  name  from  adorning  the  police  regis- 
ter. 

Now  you  have  the  whole  story,  just  as  it  happened  ;  and 
you  see  the  point  of  my  observations  about  the  debasing 
tendency  of  the  profession  and  the  bad  associations  into 
which  a  man  is  often  forced  when  pursuing  his  duty. 


IV.— As  told  by  Billy  Flint 

Youse  ain't  see  me  fer  two  or  t'ree  days,  have  yer,  gov- 
ernor? Well,  1  been  kinder  layin'  low.  You  pro'bly  hear 
how  I  gits  run  in  agMn  by  de  peelers.  Dem  fellers  seems  to 
be  tryin'  ter  shove  me  clean  off'n  de  eart\  What's  de  mat- 
ter wid  me,  anyway,  1  axes  yer  now;  flat.  Ain't  I  always 
sober  and  peaceable,  an'  don't  I  act  fair  an'  right  to  me 
frien's?  Tell  me  de  troof  now,  governor,  on  the  dead. 
Dere  !  I  knowed  youse  would  say  it,  an'  so  does  every 
udder  man  w'en  I  ast  'im.  All  de  same,  if  de  peelers  keeps 
right  on  a-t'rowin'  me  in  w'en  I  ain't  do  nothing,  I'll  begin  to 
git  ugly  one  of  dese  times,  and  den  dere  will  be  trouble. 
See? 

Dere's  a  young  swell  wot's  red-headed,  an'  he  goes  by  de 
name  of  Woolrats.  He's  always  talkin'  t'rough  his  hat,  but 
he  wants  to  watch  out  or  they'll  be  trouble  between  him  and 
me.  You  see  dis  was  de  right  of  it.  Here  I  was  a-comin* 
down  de  street  near  Casey's,  feelin'  pretty  good,  'cause  I  jest 
win  a  hundred  cases  on  the  Mason-Mulligan  fight,  w'en  I  see 


August  13,  1894. 


THE        A  RG  ON  AUT. 


5 


dis  yere  Woolrats  chasm'  himself  along  de  sidewalk,  an'  two 
mugs  wid  him  holdin'  him  up,  leastwise  dey  was  all  t'ree 
holdin'  de  udders  up,  'cause  dey  was  all  of  dem  biled  drunk. 
Dem  two  mugs,  one  of  'em  was  Chick  Koffmaier,  w'ich  I 
ain'  got  no  use  fer  dat  bloke  an'  onct  he  picked  on  me,  an' 
I  had  to  t'row  'im  down  a  sewer  to  git  rid  of  'im,  an'  de 
udder  was  a  newspaper  jay,  name  of  Button.  Dey  tell  me 
he's  all  right,  an'  may  be  he  is,  only  I  find  out  later  on  dat 
he  don't  amount  to  nothin'  in  er  scrap. 

Well,  I  ain'  drink  a  drop  all  day,  excep'  wot  little  I  take 
on  me  winning,  an'  me  t'roat  was  so  dry  dat  w'en  I  go  fer  to 
talk  I  w'istle,  see  ? 

So  dis  yere  dude  Woolrats,  he  says  to  me  :  "  Billy,  youse 
me  side-partner.  I'm  openin'  wine  and  youse  is  in  it — 
see  ? "  Well  I  see  he  was  blowin'  himself,  so  I  t'ought  I 
better  git  right  in  and  go  along.  Say,  dere  ain't  nothin' 
stuck-up  about  ole  Billy  Flint,  an'  w'en  I'm  feelin'  good,  like 
I  was  den,  I  drinks  wid  any  mug  dat  asts  me.  But  dis  yere 
Koffmaier  right  away  he  begins  to  look  ugly,  an'  I  see  dere 
was  goin'  to  be  a  row  if  I  didn't  call  him  down  ;  so  I  sticks 
me  chin  into  his  face,  an'  I  says  :  "  We  ain'  goin'  to  have 
no  scrappin'  in  dis  little  party,  and  don't  youse  try  any  of 
yer  funny  business  wid  me  or  yer  gits  a  t'ump  in  de  neck, 
see?" 

Den  he  locks  his  jaw,  an'  we  all  go  into  Casey's,  and  de 
sucker,  name  of  Woolrats,  he  begins  openin'  up  de  wine, 
an'  we  has  a  reg'lar  shower-bath.  I  could  see  dat  all  t'ree  of 
dem  fellers  was  'way  off  dere  plumb,  an'  I  knowed  I  mus' 
watch  out  an'  keep  de  peace  among  'em,  'cause  I  was  de 
only  sober  one  in  de  whole  bloomin'  gang,  see  ?  Den  some- 
body said  somet'ing  about  religion.  Now,  youse  maybe 
hear  dem  jays  round  town  sayin'  dat  Billy  Flint's  a  bad  man, 
ain't  yer?  Well,  dey  ain'  doin'  me  right,  see?  I  believe  in 
de  church,  an'  don't  you  forget  it.  I  must  have  licked 
more'n  forty  men,  'cause  I  won't  stand  it  to  have  anyt'ing 
said  about  religion,  w'en  I'm  dere  to  hear  it. 

So  dis  feller  Button  he  goes  shootin'  off  somet'ing  or 
nudder  about  de  church  wot  I  belong  to,  an'  I  didn't  hear  it 
right,  for  he  says  he  didn't  go  to  say  dat  at  all,  see  ?  Least- 
wise, I  don't  fink  he  really  knowed  wot  he  did  say,  bein'  so 
full,  an'  I've  sent  him  my  humble  pardon  as  between  gents, 
so  dat's  all  right.  But,  anyway,  I  reaches  for  him,  and  den 
de  racket  spread  all  along  de  line.  First  I  was  doin'  me 
best  to  stop  de  udders  from  fightin',  for  I'm  a  peaceable 
man  ;  but  w'en  I  saw  dat  scrappin'  was  wot  dey  was  after,  I 
gits  right  in  an'  gives  'em  all  dey  has  any  use  for,  see  ?  De 
coppers  come  a-runnin'  in,  like  dey  always  do  w'en  dey's  a 
scrap  and  I'm  in  it.  I  tried  to  make  'em  see  dat  I  was  only 
tryin'  to  keep  de  peace,  all  t'ree  of  dem  udder  blokes  bein' 
so  full — but  dey  wouldn't  have  it  dat  way,  an'  I  was  trowed 
in  de  cooler.  Nex"  day  de  judge  he  fine  me  a  hundred,  jest 
wot  I  winned  on  de  fight,  and  he  gives  me  wid  dat  a  regular 
lecture,  tellin'  me  to  keep  away  from  such  mugs  as  dem. 
Dat's  wot  I  git  for  tryin'  to  keep  de  peace. 

Say,  do  youse  know  de  jay  dat  edits  dis  Pillory  paper  ? 
Well,  de  next  time  you  see  him  you'll  notice  he's  carryin'  his 
head  in  a  sling  ;  so  dat's  all  right. 

Charles  Dwicht  Willard. 

Los  Angeles,  August,  1894. 


A  few  nights  ago  the  soldiers  at  Governor's  Island,  in 
New  York  harbor,  were  treated  to  a  surprise  and  something 
of  a  scare  in  the  thunderbolt  line.  A  shaft  of  electricity, 
like  a  gigantic  bayonet  of  flame,  split  the  darkness,  seeming 
to  strike  on  the  western  side  of  the  parapet.  A  deafening, 
shattering  crash  of  thunder  shook  the  island  like  an  earth- 
quake, and  mingled  with  it,  as  loud  as  the  crash  itself,  was  a 
resonant  metallic  sound,  such  as  no  man  in  the  place  had 
ever  heard  before.  Even  after  the  thunder  had  died  away, 
that  sound  went  ringing  and  ringing  through  the  storm,  mak- 
ing the  air  vibrant  as  with  the  tones  of  a  thousand  deep- 
toned  bells.  The  passengers  on  an  excursion  steamer  re- 
turning late  heard  it  with  wonder,  and  it  was  heard  as  far  as 
the  Battery,  despite  the  cataract  of  rain  that  was  pouring 
down.  No  one  on  Governor's  Island  could  furnish  a  solu- 
tion to  the  problem  of  what  the  sound  was  until  in  the  morn- 
ing one  of  the  soldiers  found  a  queer-looking  long  mark  on 
the  big  1 5-inch  gun  that  stands  on  the  western  parapet  of  the 
fort.  The  thunderbolt  had  struck  the  gun  and  rung  it  like  a 
huge  bell. 

The  Rev.  George  Harvest,  minister  of  Thames  Ditton,  a 
great  scholar  and  skillful  fisherman,  was  one  of  the  most 
absent  men  of  his  time.  He  was  engaged  to  a  daughter 
of  the  Bishop  of  London,  but  on  the  day  of  his  wedding, 
being  gudgeon-fishing,  he  overstayed  the  appointed  hour, 
and  the  lady,  justly  offended  at  his  neglect,  broke  off  the 
match.  Being  one  day  in  a  punt  with  a  friend  on  the 
Thames,  he  began  to  read  a  beautiful  passage  from 
some  Greek  author,  and,  throwing  himself  backward  in 
an  ecstasy,  fell  into  the  river,  whence  he  was  with 
difficulty  fished  out.  When  this  gentleman's  mind  was  not 
absent,  it  was,  however,  very  useful  to  him.  Having  lost 
himself  at  Calais,  and  not  being  able  to  speak  a  word  of 
French,  he  managed  to  convey  to  the  inhabitants  that  he 
was  staying  at  the  Silver  Lion,  by  putting  a  shilling  in  his 
mouth  and  setting  himself  in  the  attitude  of  a  lion  rampant. 


In  support  of  the  proposition  that  there  are  some  excel- 
lent gentlemen  riders  in  France,  Vogue  says  that  at  La 
Marche,  during  a  steeple-chase,  the  horse  M.  Roger  Cavail- 
lon  was  riding,  stumbled,  and,  in  saving  the  fall,  the  bridle 
broke.  The  horse  and  rider,  however,  went  right  on,  taking 
all  the  jumps,  both  hurdle  and  water,  and  got  into  the  first 
three  at  the  finish.  The  horse  was  guided  only  by  the 
knees. 


A  Dutchman  presented  himself  recently  at  the  registrar's 
in  a  little  village  near  Amsterdam,  to  give  notice  of  his  in- 
tended marriage.  On  being  asked  the  name  of  the  bride, 
however,  he  was  compelled  to  confess  that  it  had  quite 
escaped  him,  and  he  had  to  return  home  for  the  information. 


OLD    FAVORITES. 


Helen  of  Tyre. 
What  phantom  is  this  that  appears 
Through  the  purple  mists  of  the  years, 

Itself  but  a  mist  like  these? 
A  woman  of  cloud^and  of  fire  ; 
It  is  she  ;   it  is  Helen  of  Tyre, 

The  town  in  the  midst  of  the  seas. 

O  Tyre  !    in  thy  crowded  streets 
The  phantom  appears  and  retreats, 

And  the  Israelites  that  sell 
Thy  lilies  and  lions  of  brass 
Look  up  as  they  see  her  pass. 

And  murmur  "Jezebel!" 

Then  another  phantom  is  seen 
At  her  side,  in  a  gray  gabardine, 

With  beard  that  floats  to  his  waist ; 
It  is  Simon  Magus,  the  Seer  ; 
He  speaks,  and  she  pauses  to  hear 

The  words  he  utters  in  haste. 

He  says:    "  From  this  evil  fame, 
From  this  life  of  sorrow  and  shame, 

I  will  lift  thee  and  make  thee  mine  ; 
Thou  hast  been  Queen  Candace, 
And  Helen  of  Troy,  and  shalt  be 

The  Intelligence  Divine  ! " 

Oh,  sweet  as  the  breath  of  morn, 
To  the  fallen  and  forlorn 

Are  whispered  words  of  praise  ; 
For  the  famished  heart  believes 
The  falsehood  that  tempts  and  deceives, 

And  the  promise  that  betrays. 

So  she  follows  from  land  to  land 
The  wizard's  beckoning  hand, 

As  a  leaf  is  blown  by  the  gust, 
Till  she  vanishes  into  night. 
O  reader,  stoop  down  and  write 

With  thy  finger  in  the  dust. 

O  town  in  the  midst  of  the  seas. 
With  thy  rafts  of  cedar-trees, 

Thy  merchandise  and  thy  ships, 
Thou,  too,  art  become  as  naught, 
A  phantom,  a  shadow,  a  thought, 

A  name  upon  men's  lips. 

— Henry  Wadsworth  Longfellow. 


Saint  Brandan . 
Saint  Brandan  sails  the  northern  main  ; 

The  brotherhood  of  saints  are  glad. 
He  greets  them  once,  he  sails  again  ; 

So  late  ! — such  storms  !     The  saint  is  mad  ! 

He  heard,  across  the  howling  seas, 

Chime  convent-bells  on  wintry  nights  ; 

He  saw,  on  spray-swept  Hebrides, 
Twinkle  the  monastery  lights  ; 

But  north,  still  north,  Saint  Brandan  steered — 
And  now  no  bells,  no  convents  more  ! 

The  hurtling  Polar  lights  are  neared, 
The  sea  without  a  human  shore. 

At  last — it  was  the  Christmas  night ; 

Stars  shone  after  a  day  of  storm — 
He  sees  float  past  an  iceberg  white, 

And  on  it— Christ ! — a  living  form. 

That  furtive  mien,  that  scowling  eye. 

Of  hair  that  red  and  tufted  fell 

It  is — oh,  where  shall  Brandan  fly? — 

The  traitor  Judas,  out  of  hell ! 

Palsied  with  terror,  Brandan  sate  ; 

The  moon  was  bright,  the  iceberg  near. 
He  hears  a  voice  sigh  humbly  :  "  Wait  \ 

By  high  permission  I  am  here. 

"  One  moment  wait,  thou  holy  man  ! 

On  earth  my  crime,  my  death,  they  knew  ; 
My  name  is  under  all  men's  ban — 
Ah,  tell  them  of  my  respite  too  ! 

"  Tell  thenl,  one  blessed  Christmas-night— 
It  was  the  first  after  I  came, 
Breathing  self-murder,  frenzy,  spite, 
To  nie  my  guilt  in  endless  Same — 

"  I  felt,  as  I  in  torment  lay 

'Mid  the  souls  plagued  by  heavenly  power, 
An  angel  touch  mine  arm  and  say : 
'  Go  hence,  and  cool  thyself  an  hour.' ' 

'  Ah,  whence  this  mercy,  Lord?"  I  said. 

'  The  Leper  recollect,'  said  he, 

'  Who  asked  the  passer-by  for  aid. 

In  Joppa,  and  thy  charily,' 

'  Then  I  remembered  how  I  went, 

In  Joppa,  through  the  public  street, 
One  morn  when  the  sirocco  spent 

Its  storms  of  dust  with  burning  heat  ; 

'  And  in  the  street  a  leper  sate, 

Shivering  with  fever,  naked,  old  ; 
Sand  raked  his  sores  from  heel  to  pate, 
The  hot  wind  fevered  him  five-fold. 

'  He  gazed  upon  me  as  I  passed, 

And  murmured  :  '  Help  me,  or  1  die/  ' 
To  the  poor  wretch  my  cloak  I  cast, 
Saw  him  look  eased,  and  hurried  by. 

'  O  Brandan,  think  what  grace  divine, 

What  blessing  must  full  goodness  shower, 
When  fragment  of  it  small,  like  mine, 
Hath  such  inestimable  power  ! 

'  Well-fed,  well-clothed,  well- friended,  I 

Did  that  chance  act  of  good — that  one  ! 
Then  went  my  way  to  kill  and  lie — 
Forgot  my  good  as  soon  as  done, 

'  That  germ  of  kindness,  in  the  womb 

Of  mercy  caught,  did  not  expire  ; 

Outlives  my  guilt,  outlives  my  doom, 

And  friends  me  in  the  pit  of  fire. 

1  Once  every  year,  when  carols  wake. 

On  earth,  the  Christmas-night's  repose, 
Arising  from  the  sinner's  lake, 

I  journey  to  these  healing  snows. 

'  I  stanch  with  ice  my  burning  breast, 
With  silence  balm  my  whirling  brain. 
O  Brandan  !  to  this  hour  of  rest 

That  Joppan  leper's  ease  was  pain." 

Tears  started  to  Saint  Brandan's  eyes  ; 

He  bowed  his  head,  he  breathed  a  prayer- 
Then  looked,  and  lo,  the  frosty  skies  ! 

The  iceberg,  and  no  Judas  there  ! 

— Matthew  Arnold, 


NEW    YORK    IN    AUGUST. 

The  Healed  Term  in  Gotham— Hottest  Weather  for  Thirteen  Years- 
Prostrations  from  Sun-Stroke— How  the  New  Yorkers 
Try  to  Keep  Cool. 

We  have  had  the  hottest  weather  known  in  this  city  for 
thirteen  years.  In  July,  1881,  the  mercury  reached  100 
degrees,  and  on  Saturday  last  it  touched  99  degrees.  At 
the  signal  service  bureau,  the  record  was  higher.  At  six 
A.  M.  the  thermometer  on  the  breezy  tower  of  the  Equitable 
Building,  where  the  clerk  of  the  weather  sits,  recorded  75 
degrees  ;  at  ten  A.  M.  the  record  was  89  degrees  ;  at  one 
P.  M.  it  was  95  %  degrees  ;  from  that  point  it  declined  to  89 
degrees  at  five  P.  M.  Nothing  prevented  a  long  list  of 
catastrophes  from  the  heat  but  the  decline  in  the  humidity 
of  the  atmosphere.  When  the  air  is  dry,  people  can  stand 
100  degrees  without  fatal  consequences  ;  but  when  the  at- 
mosphere is  permeated  with  moisture,  a  much  lower  tem- 
perature is  unbearable.  During  the  night  of  twenty-seventh- 
twenth-eighth,  the  air  was  damp,  and  sleep  was  forbidden  to 
mortals,  though  the  thermometer  recorded  only  75  degrees. 
But  at  eight  A.  M.  on  the  twenty-eighth,  when  the  heat  was 
nearly  80  degrees,  the  humidity  was  86  degrees,  and  cases 
of  collapse  were  numerous.  Happily,  after  the  morning 
hours,  the  sun  dried  the  air,  and,  as  the  thermometer  rose, 
the  register  of  humidity  declined.  Thus  at  one  P.  M.,  when 
the  mercury  stood  at  95  </i  degrees  on  the  roof  of  the 
Equitable  Building  and  at  98  degrees  in  the  street  below, 
the  humidity  had  fallen  to  46  degrees,  and  a  long  list  of  sun- 
strokes was  averted. 

This  merciful  interposition  of  Providence  reduced  the 
number  of  deaths  from  sun-stroke  to  four  ;  but  fourteen  cases 
of  prostration,  some  of  which  may  terminate  fatally,  were 
reported  to  the  police  in  this  city.  As  a  rule,  these  latter 
cases  are  curable,  if  taken  in  hand  promptly.  Genuine  sun- 
stroke, whose  symptoms  are  unconsciousness,  cold  skin, 
spasmodic  breathing,  and  a  feeble  pulse,  generally  causes 
death  through  heart  failure  and  a  stoppage  of  the  circulation 
and  respiration.  The  brain  and  nerve-centres  are  overcome 
by  the  sudden  elevation  of  the  temperature  of  the  body 
through  exposure  of  the  head  and  spine  to  the  direct  rays  of 
the  sun.  Heat  prostration  is  indicated  by  burning  heat  of 
the  skin,  thirst,  gasping  for  breath  and  restlessness,  and  is 
generally  marked  by  sleeplessness,  nausea,  and  headache. 
It  is  treated  with  iced  baths,  in  which  the  patient  is  placed 
in  a  sitting  position  and  a  stream  of  iced  water  poured  on 
his  head.  Ice  is  thrown  into  the  bath  until  its  temperature 
is  reduced  to  45  degrees.  Some  doctors  employ  mustard- 
plasters  and  subcutaneous  injections  of  morphine  as  welL 

There  was  a  man  named  Joseph  Kenny  who  was  taken 
to  Bellevue  Hospital  a  day  or  two  since,  suffering  from  sun- 
stroke. His  temperature  actually  reached  1 14  degrees,  and 
the  hospital  surgeons  decided  that  the  man  had  not  more 
than  half  an  hour  to  live.  But  the  ice-bath  was  employed, 
and,  to  the  amazement  of  every  one,  he  lived  five  days, 
though,  as  the  hospital  staff  declared,  he  was  "burning  up 
on  the  inside."  In  this  case  the  man  had  had  premonitory 
symptoms  of  heat  prostration  on  the  day  before  the  sun- 
stroke ;  but  he  possessed  uncommon  vigor  of  body,  and 
had  led  a  regular,  temperate  life.  The  doctors  have  given 
out  a  set  of  rules  to  be  observed  during  the  heated  term. 
They  may  be  summed  up  in  a  few  sentences.  In  extremely 
hot  weather,  wear  light  clothing  and  a  straw  hat  with  a  wet 
cloth  or  a  leaf  in  the  crown.  Do  not  work  in  the  sun.  Wet 
the  neck  and  back  of  the  head  at  intervals.  Drink  moder- 
ately of  water,  so  as  to  promote  perspiration. 

People  generally  are  adjusting  their  diet  to  the  tempera- 
ture. Instead  of  hot  meat  dishes,  elaborately  prepared 
vegetables,  and  heavy  pastry,  they  are  now  contenting  them- 
selves with  a  slice  of  cold  meat,  a  light  salad,  and  a  cup  of 
iced  tea.  The  bars  are  selling  no  spirits  ;  people  order 
nothing  but  claret-cup,  lemonade,  and  beer.  They  are  still 
behind  the  Anglo-Indians  in  their  behavior  in  hot  weather. 
In  British  India  and  other  tropical  countries,  business  stops 
at  nine  A.  M.  and  is  not  resumed  till  just  before  nightfall. 
Both  sexes  retire  to  their  chambers,  where  they  try  to  keep 
cool  with  the  aid  of  punkahs.  If  people  worked  at  Bombay  or 
Calcutta  as  they  do  in  New  York,  the  European  population 
would  be  soon  thinned  out. 

The  general  refuge  of  the  poor  in  the  dog-days  is  the 
house-roofs.  But  after  a  day  in  which  the  mercury  has 
hovered  round  the  nineties,  a  roof  is  a  frying-pan  which 
takes  all  night  to  cooL  The  coolest  place  is  somewhere  in- 
side the  house,  where  a  judicious  combination  of  open  doors 
and  windows  induces  a  draught.  Many  flock  to  the  boats 
and  trains  which  ply  to  the  suburbs.  If  there  is  any  air 
stirring  at  all,  it  is  felt  on  the  Brooklyn  Bridge,  whose  centre 
arch  is  one  hundred  and  thirty-five  feet  above  the  water,  and 
crowds  gather  Ihere  during  the  early  hours  of  the  night. 

Curiously  enough,  within  a  couple  of  hours'  travel  from 
the  City  Hall,  on  the  south  side  of  Long  Island,  there  is  a 
string  of  watering-places,  stretching  from  Coney  Island  to 
Montauk  Point,  where  it  is  never  hot,  even  in  the  middle  of 
the  day.  The  bathing  hour  at  these  spots  is  eleven  A.  M., 
and,  at  that  hour,  young  men  and  maidens  may  be  seen  run- 
ning races  bareheaded  under  the  sun,  on  the  long  stretch  of 
the  smooth,  hard  sand.  The  long  roll  of  the  Atlantic  meets 
the  torrid  wave  from  the  west  and  cools  it  to  a  delicious  tem- 
perature. Not  that  the  water  is  cold.  Bathers  pronounce 
it  perfect,  10  or  1  i  degrees  below  the  temperature  of  the 
body — just  cool  enough  to  start  the  blood  tingling  and  ' 
not  cold  enough  to  set  the  teeth  chattering.  At  Long 
Branch  and  all  along  the  Jersey  Coast  to  Cape  May,  the 
shore  is  hot,  and  impatient  bathers  tear  their  clothes  off  to  get 
into  the  cool  waves.  Times  have  been  known  when  the 
thermometers  at  the  Branch  hotels  made  a  record  which 
was  not  surpassed  in  the  city  itself.  To  be  really  cool,  a 
New  Yorker  must  betake  himself  to  the  beach,  where  he 
looks  straight  out  to  the  South  Pole,  with  nothing  intervening 
between. 

New  York,  August  3,  1894. 


THE 


ARGO  N AUT 


August  13,  1894. 


A    FAIR    WOMAN 


■Who  Set  the  Heart  of  a  Man  under  her  Feet. 


Now  in  the  second  year  of  the  reign  of  that  king  of 
Persia  surnamed  "The  Mighty,"  this  thing  befell :  The  king 
had  a  concubine  exceeding  fair.  In  all  the  countries  of 
Persia,  of  Media,  of  Egypt,  Syria,  or  Phoenicia,  was  to  be 
found  no  woman  so  beautiful  as  Apame,  the  daughter  of 
Rabsases  Themasius. 

For  her  hairs  were  like  the  work  of  the  worker  in  gold 
wire ;  and  her  voice  like  the  cooing  of  doves  ;  like  unto  the 
eyes  of  the  camelopard  were  her  eyes  for  blackness  and 
brilliance  ;  and  her  brows  were  twin  arches  of  carven  ebony, 
spanning  the  portals  of  the  alabaster  House  of  the  Soul. 
And  her  cheek  was  like  the  blossom  of  the  pomegranate  and 
her  teeth  the  pearly  seeds  of  the  ripe  fruit  thereof ;  and  her 
hands  and  feet  were  as  the  flowers  of  the  lotus-lily  ;  and 
sweet  as  the  fragrance  of  ambergris  was  the  breath  of 
Apame.  And  in  her  two  hands  she  held  the  heart  of  the 
king — aye,  under  her  feet  she  set  it  like  unto  a  crimson  foot- 
stool. 

And  the  king  ruled  the  world,  but  Apame  ruled  the  king. 

Now  the  king  had  vowed  a  vow  of  old  time,  that  when  he 
came  to  his  kingdom,  he  would  build  up  anew  the  Temple  of 
Jerusalem,  which  had  lain  unfinished  since  the  days  of 
Artaxerxes  and  Carnbyses.  And  much  gold  was  needed  for 
the  work. 

And  Apame  saw  rings  of  gold  and  vessels  of  gold,  with 
jewels  of  price,  and  costly  garments,  being  borne  from  the 
royal  treasury.     And  she  asked  the  king  why  this  was  done. 

And  the  king  answered  Apame,  and  said  :  "  Heart  of 
mine,  it  is  that  I  may  keep  my  vow  in  that  I  swore  to  re- 
build the  holy  Temple  of  Jerusalem,  when  that  I  came  unto 
the  throne  of  Persia." 

And  she  wept  and  protested,  and  cried  :  "  Thou  lovest  me 
not,  that  wouldst  despoil  thyself  for  Judea.  Behold,  in  all 
the  time  thou  hast  possessed  me,  I  have  not  received  of  thee 
in  gifts  one-twentieth  of  this  great  sum  thou  givest."  And 
she  made  sore  complaint,  and  loosed  her  locks  that  fell 
about  her  like  a  golden  mantle,  and  looked  tearfully  upon 
the  king,  saying  again,  with  sobs  :  "Thou  lovest  me  not." 

And  the  king  melted,  and  said  :  "  That  I  love  thee,  the 
Lord  of  the  light,  even  the  flaming  Ruler  of  the  heavens, 
knoweth.  Therefore,  take  thou  the  treasure,  for  thou  art 
dearer  even  than  mine  oath  to  me." 

And  Apame  caused  her  servants  to  bear  those  riches  to  a 
secret  place,  and  she  gladdened  the  heart  of  the  king  with 
her  kisses,  saying  :  "  Now  I  know  that  thou  lovest  me  in- 
deed." 

But  in  a  little  while  came  the  chief  priests  and  Levites 
of  Jerusalem  unto  Persia. 

And  they  sought  the  presence  of  the  king,  and  bowed 
themselves  before  him,  and  cried  : 

"  Most  mighty,  remember  the  oath  which  thou  didst 
swear  before  the  days  of  thy  prosperity,  and  cause  to  be  de- 
livered unto  us  the  treasure  which  thou  hast  held  back." 

And  the  king  was  abashed,  and  went  out  from  before  them, 
even  to  the  chamber  of  Apame. 

And  seeing  him  moody,  she  laid  her  palms  upon  his  eye- 
lids, and  drew  his  head  upon  her  breast,  and  spake  sweet 
words,  so  that  the  sting  of  the  king's  dishonor  ceased  to  irk 
him.  And  he  told  her  wherefore  the  priests  and  Levites  were 
come. 

And  she  said  :  "What  dost  thou  fear  from  these?" 

And  the  king  answered  :  "  That  they  should  proclaim  me 
a  breaker  of  oaths  when  they  return  to  their  country." 

And  she  laid  her  lips  to  his  ear,  and  spake  softly,  saying  : 
"Need  they  return?  " 

And  the  king  said  :  "  Needs  they  must  if  no  mischance 
befall  them  by  the  way." 

And  Apame  counseled  the  king  that  the  embassadors 
should  be  slain  ;  and  the  king  was  as  wax  in  her  hands  ; 
and  the  thing  was  done.  And  no  one  questioned  thereof, 
for  the  men  of  Judea  had  come  secretly  to  the  presence  of 
the  king. 

Now  the  heart  of  Apame  was  lifted  up  with  pride,  and 
she  grew  insolent  in  the  power  of  her  beauty. 

And  the  king  made  a  great  feast.  And  Apame  lay  at  the 
right  hand  of  the  king,  under  the  canopy,  and  the  princes  of 
Media  and  Persia  did  homage  to  her,  as  the  governors,  and 
captains,  and  lieutenants.  And  these,  dazzled  by  her  loveli- 
ness, as  men  who  look  upon  the  sun  at  noonday,  cried  with 
one  voice  and  said  :  "  Mighty  is  the  power  of  the  king,  but 
mightier  still  the  beauty  of  Apame' !  " 

And  she  said  to  the  king  :  "  Hearest  thou  ?  I  am  greater 
than  thou.  Therefore  I  pray  thee  set  thy  crown  upon  my 
head,  that  I  be  not  without  the  symbol  of  my  sovereignty." 

And  the  king,  being  bond-slave  of  her  body,  did  as  she 
bade  him,  and  crowned  her  with  his  crown. 

And  she  said  :  "  Yet  am  I  not  satisfied,  except  thou  put 
into  my  hand  thy  sceptre." 

And  the  king  gaped  upon  her,  because  of  her  loveliness, 
and  gave  her  the  sceptre  ;  and  the  princes  and  governors 
looked  one  upon  another  strangely,  for  the  sceptre  of  the 
king  is  sacred. 

And  Apame  cried  yet  again  :  "O  king,  if  thou  lovest  me, 
do  this  other  thing  I  ask  of  thee.  Put  off"  thy  kingly  robe 
and  lay  it  on  my  shoulders,  so  shall  I  be  queen  indeed  of 
thee  and  all  the  world." 

And  the  king  yielded  and  laid  his  kingly  robe  upon  her, 
and  she  shone  in  her  fairness  like  the  daughter  of  Mithra, 
so  that  those  who  looked  upon  her  were  enthralled  and  did 
her  royal  homage,  while  the  king  sat  by  like  one  of  little  note. 

And  Apame*  in  her  heart,  because  the  king  had  belittled 
himself  at  her  bidding,  despised  him.  And  she  drank  of 
the  wine  of  Shiraz  and  mocked  him  over  the  goblet's  brim. 
And  the  king  endured  it. 

And  she  mocked  him  a  second  time  over  the  golden  beaker, 
and  he  bit  his  lip  till  the  blood  ran  down,  for  he  perceived 
hi?  fol?r> :  but  he  said  no  word. 

And  a  third  time  she  mocked  him  and  stretched  out  her 


hand  and  plucked  one  hair  forth  from  the  king's  beard  and 
cast  it  upon  the  floor. 

And  the  king's  countenance  became  overcast,  and  he 
looked  upon  her  piercingly,  so  that  she  trembled. 

And  Apame  arose  in  haste,  and  took  the  royal  crown  from 
her  head,  and  the  royal  robe  from  her  shoulders,  and 
laid  the  sceptre  of  Persia  from  her  hand,  and  went  to  the 
king  and  knelt  before  him. 

And  the  king  said  :  "  Lo  !  thou  hast  been  beloved  of  me, 
and  greatly  cherished,  and  for  my  favor  hast  repaid  me 
with  mockery  and  scorn.  Therefore  kneel  not  to  me,  but  to 
thy  gods,  to  wrhom  thou  must  depart  in  a  little  while,  for 
thou  hast  overpassed  my  patience." 

And  Apame'  cried  and  said  :  "  O  mightiest  !  by  how  much 
have  I  overpassed  thy  patience  ?  " 

And  the  king  said  :  "  By  the  breadth  of  an  hair." 

And  she  bowed  herself,  and  fell  at  his  feet,  and  cried  : 
"  Lord  of  the  world  !  and  am  I  then  so  far  beyond  pardon  ?  " 

And  the  king  answered:  "By  the  length  of  an  hair. 
Therefore  make  ready  to  die.  For  thou  shalt  not  see  the 
sun  rise  again,  ApameV' 

And  she  disheveled  her  locks,  and  clung  about  the  king's 
knees,  and  bathed  them  with  her  tears,  and  moaned  :  "  O  son 
of  Mithra,  forget  not  our  first  long  kiss  of  love,  and  the 
early  days  when  thou  didst  take  me  from  my  father,  and  the 
hour  when  a  new-born  babe  lay  in  my  bosom  and  smiled  on 
thee  with  eyes  that  were  thine  own  !  Have  these  things  no 
weight  with  thee  ? " 

And  the  king  said  :  "  Verily,  and  ay  ;  and  their  weight  is 
the  weight  of  an  hair." 

And  he  smote  his  hands  together,  and  his  armed  men 
came  running  to  him.  And  they  slew  Apame  with  the 
sword,  near  to  the  king's  footstool,  so  that  her  blood  ran 
down  upon  the  steps  of  the  throne. 

But  her  body  was  taken  up,  and  embalmed,  and  laid  in 
the  royal  sepulchre,  because  she  had  borne  a  son  unto  the 
king.  Clo.  Graves. 


THE  YALE  CHEER  ABROAD. 


How  the  College    Athletes    Introduced    It   in   England— Their   Con- 
tests with  the  Oxford  Men— The  Crowd,  the  Events, 
and  the  Dinner  Afterward. 

The  sensation  of  the  hour  is  the  Yale  cheer.  The  mem- 
ory of  the  oldest  Londoner  can  not  recall  anything  equal  to 
it.  From  the  days  of  "  I'm  Afloat ! "  and  "  Pop  Goes  the 
Weasel ! "  down  to  "  Ta-ra-ra  boom-de-ay  !  "  and  "  The 
Man  that  Broke  the  Bank  at  Monte  Carlo,"  its  like  can  not 
be  matched.  In  clubs,  in  drawing-rooms,  in  the  park  and 
in  the  streets,  from  the  swellest  swimmers  in  the  swim  to 
the  urchins  of  the  street,  it  is  'Rah !  'rah  !  'rah  !  'Rah  ! 
'rah  1  'rah  /  'Rah  !  'rah !  'rah  /  Yale !  from  morning  till 
night  and  night  till  morning.  It  took  Londoners  some  time 
before  they  quite  caught  on  to  the  '"Rah."  At  first  they 
thought  it  was  "  Yock,"  which  to  the  untutored  British  ear 
it  does  not  sound  unlike.  The  newspapers,  too,  gave  it  that 
spelling.     But  people  know  better  now. 

It  was  at  the  athletic  contest  between  the  Yale  and 
Oxford  teams  on  Monday  that  the  cheer  was  first  heard  in 
London,  but  it  might  now  be  the  first  line  of  "  Rule  Britan- 
nia," and  this  is  only  Friday.  Certainly,  if  the  Yale  team 
did  not  score  the  success  it  and  its  friends  hoped  for,  the 
college  cheer  has  carried  everything  before  it.  It  was  a 
plucky  thing  for  Yale  to  do  to  send  over  the  team,  and  I  do 
not  believe  they  would  have  lost  the  foot-races  had  the 
course,  instead  of  grass,  been  cinder,  such  as  the  Yale  men 
have  been  accustomed  to  run  on.  The  turf  was  greasy  after 
all  the  rain  there  has  been,  and,  to  feet  .used  to  the  certain 
foothold  of  a  cinder  track,  was  as  slippery  as  glass.  The 
weather,  too,  was  dark,  damp,  and  cheerless.  About  a 
tenth  only  of  those  who  would  have  come  to  see  the  contest, 
had  the  sun  shone  out  through  the  lowering  clouds,  assem- 
bled at  the  grounds  of  the  Queen's  Club  at  West  Kensing- 
ton. Consequently  there  were  but  about  five  thousand  per- 
sons present  to  see  the  international  contest. 

Among  them  were  several  distinguished  personages.  First 
and  foremost,  there  was  the  United  States  Embassador. 
Then  there  was  Admiral  Erben,  of  the  Chicago,  which  seems 
to  be  making  rather  a  goodish  stay  in  British  waters.  It 
was  announced  that  the  Duke  of  York  might  honor  the  event 
by  his  august  and  royal  presence.  But  he  failed  to  put  in  an 
appearance.  None  of  the  royalties  thought  it  worth  their 
while  to  attend,  for  the  matter  of  that.  Among  other  En- 
glish swells  who  kindly  braved  the  threatening  skies  on  the 
occasion  were  Lord  Londesborough,  Lord  Wolverton,  Lord 
and  Lady  Brassey,  Sir  Richard  Webster,  and  Sir  John  Astley. 
Prominent  among  the  Americans  on  the  ground — and  there 
was  a  big  turn-out  of  touring  Yale  alumni  from  all  points  of 
Europe — were  Mr.  William  Waldorf  Astor,  Mr.  W.  K.  Van- 
derbilt,  and  Mr.  George  Gould,  who  looked  as  if  he  had 
never  heard  of  the  Vigilant,  so  interested  a  spectator  was 
he.  I  might  remark  that  the  Americans  present,  did  they 
convey  to  the  British  eye  or  ear  no  other  sign  of  nation- 
ality, were  decorated  with  Yale  rosettes  and  carried  in  their 
hands  small  blue  flags  on  which  the  word  "  Yale "  was  in- 
scribed in  white  letters.  When  the  cheering  began  after 
Sheldon  won  the  long  jump,  they  needed  neither  rosettes  nor 
flags  to  tell  who  they  were. 

A  long,  tedious,  disappointing  wait  it  was  for  them.  Three 
events — and  the  first  three  on  the  programme — they  saw  won 
by  Oxford.  For  the  hundred-yards  race,  the  hurdle-race, 
and  the  one-mile  race,  the  union  jack  went  fluttering  up  on 
the  flag-staff.  The  stars  and  stripes  all  but  got  there  for 
the  hurdle-race.  Scott  and  Oakley,  of  Oxford,  were  pitted 
against  Hatch  and  Cady,  of  Yale.  Both  the  Yale  boys 
started  on  their  hands,  and  got  decidedly  the  best  of  it  up  to 
the  seventh  hurdle.  At  this  point  Cady,  who  was  in  front  of 
Hatch,  was  collared  by  Oakley,  and  a  splendid  struggle  be- 
tween the  two  followed.  At  the  ninth  hurdle,  Cady  un- 
fortunately caught  his  foot  and  fell,  and  before  he  could  re- 
cover himself,  Oakley  shot  in  a  winner  by  two  feet.     Cady 


had  been  looked  on  as  a  certain  winner,  and  his  mishap 
made  those  of  his  countrymen,  who  doubtless  had  more  than 
pure  patriotism  involved  in  the  wish  for  his  success,  look  un- 
utterable things.  In  the  one-mile  race  which  followed  there 
was  but  one  Yale  competitor  against  two  of  Oxford.  Mor- 
gan was  the  Yale  man  and  Greenhow  and  Hildyard  the 
Oxonians.  Hildyard  soon  fell  out,  but  Morgan,  who  ran 
pluckily,  found  the  squashy,  oily  turf  too  much  for  him,  and 
Greenhow  came  in  about  eighty  yards  ahead. 

But  at  last  came  Yale's  triumph.  Sheldon,  a  great 
strapping  Yale  man,  carried  everything  before  him  in  the 
long  jump.  His  splendid  jump  of  twenty-two  feet  eleven 
inches  not  only  beat  the  best  Oxford  jump  by  over  six 
inches,  but  overtopped  the  Yale  record  by  two  and  a  half. 
Up  went  the  stars  and  stripes  on  the  flag-pole,  and  the 
pent-up  American  enthusiasm  found  vent  in  a  real,  genuine, 
old-fashioned  Yale  cheer.  One  young  gentleman  stood  for- 
ward and,  with  outstretched  arms,  beat  time  like  the  leader 
of  an  orchestra,  as  the  'rahs  echoed  from  hundreds  of 
throats.  Englishmen  looked  at  each  other  and  thought  the 
Yankees  had  gone  stark,  staring  mad.  But  as  the  thing 
went  on,  and  the  madness,  like  Hamlet's,  seemed  to  have  a 
method  in  it,  and  as,  moreover,  the  concluding  roar  of 
Yale .'  after  the  staccato  yells  gave  at  least  an  inkling  of  its 
purport,  the  truth  suddenly  dawned  upon  them.  But  as  if 
this  w'as  not  enough,  old  Yale  men  of  different  years'  grad- 
uation joined  together  as  if  of  one  class  and  treated  the 
British  public  to  the  old-time  class  cheer — to  wit,  the  "  Aris- 
tophanean  Yell,"  adapted  from  the  Frogs  of  Aristophanes, 
whose  Greek  can  be  given  in  English  as  follows  :  Brek-ek- 
ek-ex,  ko-ax,  brek-ek-ek-ex,  ko-ax,  ko-ax .'  O-op .'  O-op ! 
parabalon  !  It  did  not  take  the  Oxford  men  long  to  recog- 
nize this,  though  the  application  was  a  sore  puzzle. 

I  wish  I  could  go  on  and  describe  each  contest.  Even 
those  which  Yale  lost  deserve  notice  on  account  of  the  Yale 
men's  gallant  efforts  to .  win.  The  event  of  all  the  events 
was,  to  my  mind,  the  throwing  of  the  hammer,  and  it  was 
magnificently  won  by  Hickok,  of  Yale,  with  a  throw  of  a 
hundred  and  ten  feet  five  inches,  beating  the  best  Oxford 
throw  by  over  eight  feet.  This  victory  was  worth  all  the 
foot  and  hurdle-races  in  the  world.  It  showed  the  superior 
skill  and  strength  of  the  Yale  men,  for  Brown,  of  Yale,  also 
threw,  and  also  beat  the  Oxford  man,  Robertson,  by  over 
two  feet.  This  defeat  was  a  terrible  blow  to  Oxford,  and 
the  superiority,  not  only  of  the  Yale  men  who  threw  the 
hammer,  but  of  their  manner  of  throwing  it,  had  to  be  ad- 
mitted. The  Americans'  hammer  had  a  steel  handle,  and 
was  hurled  straight  away  from  a  seven-foot  ring,  the  Oxford 
method  being  to  whirl  round  like  a  top  within  a  thirty-foot 
ring,  and  thus  gather  impetus  for  the  hammer  before  the 
handle  was  let  go.  Fry,  of  Oxford,  remarked  that  the 
Americans  had  taught  the  English  athletes  much,  and  this 
way  of  throwing  the  hammer  was  evidently  what  he  meant 
chiefly.  Hickok,  the  young  Pennsylvania  Colossus,  also 
won  "putting  the  weight"  for  Yale,  he  and  Brown  both  de- 
feating the  two  Oxford  competitors.  Hickok's  record  at  this 
was  forty-one  feet  seven  and  a  half  inches,  against  Oxford's 
best,  which  was  but  thirty-five  feet  three  and  three-quarters 
inches.  What  say  you  to  boasted  British  brawn  and  muscle 
after  that?  I  tell  you  Hickok  was  a  sight  to  behold  with 
his  great,  massive  shoulders  and  Herculean  neck  and  jaw. 

Just  as  soon  as  the  Yale  men  and  their  friends  around  the 
grounds  had  quieted  down  from  their  cheer,  for  time  was 
getting  on  and  the  shades  of  night  dimly  approaching,  the 
"  high  jump  "  was  contested.  At  this  Sheldon,  of  Yale,  and 
Swanwick,  of  Oxford,  tied,  each  clearing  exactly  five  feet 
eight  inches  and  three-quarters.  As,  however,  Cady,  of 
Yale,  beat  Gardiner,  of  Oxford,  by  precisely  one  inch,  it 
may  fairly  be  regarded,  if  not  recorded,  as  a  Yale  win.  And 
so  the  union  jack  and  stars  and  stripes  went  up  the  flag-staff 
together  and  flapped  in  a  fond  embrace  on  the  soft  evening 
air.  This  called  forth  another  cheer,  and  by  this  time  every 
one  seemed  to  have  got  the  hang  of  the  'rah .'  The  last 
thing  was  the  half-mile  race.  No  one  cared  very  much  for 
that.  The  Oxford  man  won  it,  as  a  matter  of  course.  Had 
not  the  Yale  men  been  handicapped  by  the  slippery  turf,  to 
which  they  were  unaccustomed,  it  is  doubtful  if  Oxford  would 
have  won  anything. 

The  sports  were  not  finished  until  a  quarter  to  eight,  and 
then  came  the  dinner  at  the  Sports  Club  in  St.  James's 
Square.  It  was  set  for  eight  o'clock,  but  it  was  close  upon 
half-past  nine  ere  the  company  assembled,  and  the  Yale 
fellows  came  in  looking  as  fresh  as  daisies  and  as  ruddy  as 
roses,  their  rigid  full-dress  suits  contrasting  strangely  with 
their  loose  flannels  and  jerseys  of  scarcely %  more  than  an 
hour  before.  Sir  Richard  Webster  presided,  and  was  flanked 
by  Mr.  Bayard,  while  Messrs.  Astor,  Vanderbilt,  and  Gould 
again  lent  the  honor  of  their  most  distinguished  presences  to 
the  occasion.  Of  course  there  was  the  usual  speechifying, 
the  American  Embassador's  remarks  being  most  happy. 
Then  there  was  the  Yale  cheer,  again  and  again,  and  the 
singing  of  the  English  national  anthem  when  the  queen's 
health  was  drunk.  To  hear  the  Yale  men  roll  out  the  words 
of  "  God  Save  the  Queen,"  you  would  think  they  had  never 
in  their  lives  heard  of  "  My  country,  'tis  of  thee."  It  was  a 
happy  and  enthusiastic  gathering  all  round,  and  afforded  an- 
other exhibition  of  the  proper  wholesome  spirit  of  sympathy 
and  brotherhood  which  ought  to  exist  between  the  two  coun- 
tries. A  few  more  genuine  American  visits,  be  it  from 
yachtsmen,  cricketers,  naval  officers,  or  athletes,  and  you 
will  soon  tire  out  the  anglomaniacs.  COCKAIGNE. 

London,  July  20,  1894. 

— -»  •  .^- 

The  House  Committee  on  Pacific  Railroads  held  a  meet- 
ing on  August  gth,  and  decided  to  "  postpone "  considera- 
tion of  the  Reilly  funding  bill  until  next  session.  This  will 
show  where  the  Democrats  stand  on  the  question  of  making 
the  railroads  pay  their  debts.  With  a  Democratic  Senate, 
a  Democratic  House,  and  a  Democratic  President,  they 
could  do  what  they  chose  with  the  Reilly  or  any  other  rail- 
road bill.  But  the  Democratic  senators  are  afraid  of  the 
railroads,  and  the  Democratic  representatives  are  afraid  of 
the  people.     So  between  them  they  "  postpone." 


August  13,  1894. 


THE        ARGONAUT. 


WOMAN    STUDENTS    IN    PARIS. 

The  Brigade  who  go  in    for  "Ornamental"  Courses  and  the  Hard 

Workers— How  the   Male  Students  Regard  Them — 

An  American  Woman's  Experience. 

Paris  is  the  paradise  of  students,  and  the  University  of 
Paris  may  be  called  the  paradise  par  excellence  of  the  woman 
student  (says  a  writer  in  the  Nation).  It  is  open  to  her  on 
precisely  the  same  terms  as  to  men.  A  diploma  from  a 
college,  or  from  a  proper  preparatory  school,  or  an  examina- 
tion at  the  university  itself,  is  all  that  is  necessary  to  admit 
her  to  an  equal  and  acknowledged  place  among  the  thou- 
sands of  other  students,  male  and  female,  on  its  rolls.  In- 
deed, if  she  is  not  studying  for  a  degree,  she  need  not  pre- 
sent any  testimonials  of  fitness  at  all,  but  may  follow  any 
course  of  lectures  or  as  many  courses  as  she  may  choose 
without  any  preliminaries  whatever,  and  with  no  more  trouble 
than  finding  out  where  the  lecture-rooms  are,  and  walking 
into  them,  entails.  Scores  of  women,  many  of  them  elderly, 
some  even  very  old,  follow  the  courses  in  this  way,  making 
up,  anonymously  as  it  were,  their  lack  of  early  training,  and 
getting  for  themselves  at  least  an  idea  of  the  higher  educa- 
tion they  hear  so  much  about. 

This  is  particularly  the  case  at  the  Sorbonne  proper  (the 
original  university)  and  the  College  de  France,  where  the 
lectures  on  literature,  languages,  history,  and  the  like  are 
given.  Here  the  women — both  regularly  matriculated 
etudiantes  and  the  simple  listeners  above  described — flock  in 
such  numbers  that  the  more  popular  and  "  ornamental " 
courses,  as,  for  instance,  the  "  History  of  French  Literature 
in  the  Eighteenth  Century,"  or  "  Le  Romantisme  Francais 
et  AUemand,"  or  "  L'Histoire  de  l'Art  en  Grece,"  are  sarcas- 
tically called  by  the  angry  male  students  who  find  themselves 
crowded  out  of  the  best  seats,  or  out  of  the  room  altogether, 
"  Cours  des  Dames."  Often  it  is  the  lecturer  rather  than 
the  lecture  that  attracts.  A  brilliant,  eloquent  speaker,  a 
striking  or  interesting  personality,  almost  always  gathers  the 
women  about  him  by  the  dozens.  Even  in  such  courses, 
however,  as  the  lectures  on  psychology  of  Professor  Ribot 
(editor  of  the  Revue  Philosophique),  women,  old  and  young, 
form  a  large  majority  of  the  assistance.  Many  of  them  are, 
of  course,  earnest  and  capable  students,  but  many  others, 
especially  the  no  longer  young  Frenchwomen,  are  not,  and 
the  real  "  woman  student "  herself  can  not  but  consider  them 
queer  characters  for  a  class-room.  Yet  there  is  a  pathos 
about  these  belated  ones,  too  :  their  presence  expresses  a 
need  the  opportunity  to  gratify  which  has  come  too  late.  It 
should  also  be  added  that  they  have  their  male  counterparts 
to  bear  them  company.  The  bemoostes  Haitpt,  male  as  well 
as  female,  flourishes  in  these  free  Paris  lectures,  which  any 
beggar  from  the  streets  may  enter  and  enjoy  if  he  will — and 
he  sometimes  does,  of  a  cold  or  stormy  winter  day,  for  the 
salles  de  lecture  are  nicely  warmed. 

This  loose  and  liberal  management  of  the  university 
lectures,  though  a  great  advantage — a  blessing  even,  to 
many,  as  we  have  seen — is  a  very  serious  disadvantage  from 
a  scholarly  point  of  view,  for  by  admitting  such  a  mass  of 
unwinnowed  mediocrity — it  is  not  only  the  women  who  are 
referred  to  now — it  lowers  the  whole  standard  of  instruc- 
tion. The  lecturer  who  wishes  to  have  his  salle  filled — and 
what  lecturer  does  not  ? — is  often  led  into  popularizing  and 
embellishing  his  "  style "  at  the  expense  of  his  stuff.  To  a 
student  coming,  as  the  writer  did,  from  a  German  to  the 
Paris  University,  this  fact  can  not  fail  to  be  strikingly  ap- 
parent. There  is  less  earnestness,  less  depth,  less  every- 
thing that  is  really  worth  hearing.  Of  course  there  are 
profound  scholars  among  these  professors  of  the  cours 
publics  de  Paris — men  who  have  a  great  deal  to  teach,  and 
who  will  not,  in  imparting  it,  water  their  intellectual  stock 
with  catching  phrases  and  jeux  de  mots  to  tickle  the  general 
ear ;  but  they  are  very  apt  to  be  left  to  dispense  their  un- 
adorned learning  to  empty  seats.  An  amusing  experience, 
related  to  the  writer  by  the  American  woman  who  was  the 
heroine  of  it,  is  a  good  illustration  of  this  : 

She  was  a  retiring  little  person,  without  any  pretensions 
whatever  to  scholarly  attainments,  and  no  ambition  in  that 
direction.  Having  chanced  to  hear,  however,  through  a  pro- 
fessor friend,  a  great  deal  about  a  certain  distinguished  Ori- 
entalist who  lectured  on  the  ancient  Eastern  languages  at  the 
university,  she  concluded  to  go  once  and  hear,  or  rather  see, 
him.  Overtaken  by  a  storm  one  day  in  the  vicinity'  of  the 
Sorbonne,  she  bethought  herself  of  this,  and  resolved  to  im- 
prove the  opportunity  if  perchance  day  and  hour  should  co- 
incide. As  it  happened,  they  did,  and  after  considerable 
searching  she  found  the  salle  assigned  to  him — up  two 
flights  of  rickety  stairs  in  the  oldest  part  of  the  old  build- 
ings. The  room  was  dingy  and  very  small,  but  there  was  a 
big  stove  in  it,  and  close  to  the  stove  sat  a  dirty,  bedraggled 
old  woman,  who  had  evidently  come  in  there  to  get  warm. 
The  only  other  person  present  was  a  fashionably  dressed, 
frivolous  Parisienne,  whose  motive  could  be  only  curiosity. 
The  American  woman  sat  down  for  politeness'  sake  on  a 
front  bench,  and  a  moment  later  the  famous  Frenchman  en- 
tered— an  elegant  little  old  man  in  full  evening-dress  and 
pearl-colored  kids,  with  the  badge  of  an  officer  of  the 
Legion  of  Honor  in  his  buttonhole.  He  looked  through 
his  glasses  at  the  shabby  woman  by  the  stove,  at  the 
dainty  boulevardi'ere,  and — addressed  his  lecture  to  the 
quiet  little  American  on  the  front  bench.  She,  of  course, 
followed  him  respectfully  and  as  intelligently  as  she  could, 
though  his  long  citations  from  languages  whose  very  names 
she  did  not  know  were  all  alike  Sanskrit  to  her  ears.  When 
he  was  through,  he  addressed  her  directly  in  the  most  kindly 
and  courteous  manner,  telling  her  how  it  touched  his  heart 
to  find  a  student,  and  a  woman  student  at  that,  so  deeply  in- 
terested in  his  subject,  and  promising  to  advance  her  in  it  as 
far  as  he  could  before  the  semester  was  over — it  chanced  to 
be  in  the  early  weeks  of  the  winter  term.  She  had  not  the 
courage  to  be  ungraciously  frank  and  tell  him  that  she  was 
there  only  out  of  curiosity,  and  neither  knew  nor  wanted  to 
know  anything  about  those  horrible  Eastern  tongues.     She 


tacitly  acquiesced  in  his  assumption  that  she  was  a  student, 
and  gave  him  her  name  and  address  when  he  asked  them. 
Next  day  she  received  a  package  of  books  from  him — his 
own  books  and  rare  editions  of  other  works  on  his  subject, 
and  a  scheme  of  study  to  be  carried  on  in  connection  with 
the  lectures  she  would  hear  from  him.  Of  course  she  felt 
obliged  after  that  to  attend  his  next  lecture,  when  she  was 
the  only  auditor,  the  boulevardiere  and  the  shabby  old 
woman  having  vanished,  not  to  reappear.  And  this  went  on 
from  lecture  to  lecture  to  the  end  of  the  term,  no  one  else 
ever  coming  in.  For  five  months  she  slaved  away  at  the 
subject  she  had  been  thus  forced  into  with  the  famous  old 
Academician  as  self-constituted  special  instructor.  "  He  was 
so  lovely,"  she  said,  in  extenuation  of  her  cowardice,  "  that 
I  had  not  the  heart  to  undeceive  him."  But  she  never 
dropped  into  another  lecture  at  the  Sorbonne  just  to  see  a 
distinguished  man. 

It  is  in  the  cours  publiques,  or  "  open  "  courses,  of  the 
Faculte  des  Lettres  that  these  peculiar  and  decidedly  lax 
conditions  more  especially  obtain.  The  conferences — which 
are  similar  in  function  to  the  Seminar  of  a  German  univer- 
sity— and  the  cours  ferme's  are  much  more  strictly  regulated 
and  are  much  more  serious  in  themselves.  Only  matricu- 
|  lated  students  are  admitted,  at  least  nominally,  but  in  reality 
the  rules  governing  even  these  are  not  strenuously  enforced, 
and  almost  any  one  wishing  to  do  so  may  share  in  their 
advantages  without  the  required  matriculation.  Particularly 
for  foreigners  is  this  the  case.  Both  in  France  and  Germany, 
if  the  native  students  themselves  are  to  be  believed,  the  foreign 
student  gets  round  all  such  regulations  more  easily  than  the 
native.  There  is  undoubtedly  much  truth  in  this  statement  ; 
and  for  this  reason,  and  others,  a  foreign  diploma  does  not 
always  represent  as  much  as  an  equivalent  degree  from  one 
of  our  two  or  three  real  universities.  The  name  of  it  is 
often  half  the  value. 

In  the  more  strictly  technical  schools,  as  law,  medicine, 
the  natural  sciences,  the  conditions  are  quite  different  from 
the  entrez  par  oil  vous  'Joules  of  the  Faculte  des  Lettres, 
and  the  proportion  of  women  falls  at  once.  A  year  ago, 
there  was  but  one  woman  matriculated  in  the  school  of  law 
to  more  than  2,000  men  ;  and,  in  the  school  of  medicine, 
there  were  about  150  women  to  over  2,500  men.  The  num- 
ber of  women  auditors  (7.  e.,  non-matriculated  students) 
diminishes  proportionately,  owing  to  the  greater  difficulty  of 
getting  in.  Yet  even  in  these  technical  courses  the  door  of 
entrance  swings  open  with  an  ease  unparalleled  anywhere 
else.  Many  of  the  lectures,  indeed,  are  free  and  open  to  the 
public,  and  they  draw,  though  to  a  very  much  less  degree, 
the  heterogeneous  crowds  the  literary  lectures  bring  together. 
The  laboratories,  however,  and  the  clinics  of  the  medical 
schools,  are  closed  to  all  but  authorized  persons.  Yet  here, 
too,  the  rule  does  not  always  hold,  and  any  quiet,  studious- 
looking  woman,  especially  if  she  have  a  serviette  de  notaire 
under  her  arm,  may  walk  into  hospital  or  clinic  without  fear 
of  challenge  ;  and,  of  course,  the  surveillance  is  even  less  strict 
for  a  man.  The  clinic  of  the  late  Dr.  Charcot,  the  famous 
specialist  on  nervous  diseases  at .  the  Salpetriere,  was  regu- 
larly attended  by  outsiders  of  many  grades  and  callings, 
who  followed  with  intense  interest  the  trage'die  humaine  pre- 
sented ever)'  Tuesday  morning  in  the  amphitheatre  of  the 
great  hospital. 

These  being  the  conditions,  it  is  a  little  odd,  per  haps,  that 
that  all-pervading  female  element  of  Paris,  the  demi-moiule, 
does  not  find  its  way  in  among  the  many  women,  more  or 
less  serious,  who  attend  the  university.  It  does  not  happen, 
however,  though  they  swarm  throughout  the  quartier  of  the 
schools  ;  and,  from  the  writer's  observation,  it  would  seem 
that  it  is  the  male  students  themselves  who  see  that  it  does 
not.  One  day,  at  a  lecture  on  anatomy,  two  such  women 
came  in  and  seated  themselves  quietly  enough  on  the  very 
last  bench  ;  but  a  student  down  in  front  saw  them  and  set 
up  a  shout,  and  another  took  it  up,  and  then  another,  till 
finally  half  the  men  present  were  on  their  feet,  yelling, 
hissing,  howling  remarks,  and  stamping  their  feet  till 
the  demi  -  }>iondaines  rose  in  confusion  and  fled.  In- 
stantly quiet  was  restored,  and  the  professor,  who  was  wait- 
ing to  commence  his  lecture,  was  permitted  to  proceed. 
There  were  twenty  or  more  women — matriculated  students 
and  auditors — in  the  amphitheatre  at  the  time  whose  presence 
was  no  more  noted  than  that  of  the  men  themselves. 
Against  the  women  who  have  the  right  to  be  there,  or  who 
show  by  their  manner  that  their  object  is  the  legitimate  one 
for  the  place,  the  Frenchmen  have  no  demonstrations  to 
make,  and — when  there  is  plenty  of  room  left  for  them- 
selves— apparently  not  the  slightest  objection.  Once  only 
in  the  writer's  experience  was  this  rule  broken,  and  then 
the  reason  was  personal,  or  rather  political. 

It  was  at  the  time  when  the  Franco-Russian  friendship 
was  beginning,  and  the  French  students  were  Russian  mad. 
While  waiting  for  the  professor  to  arrive,  they  would  amuse 
,  themselves  by  singing,  or  rather  shouting,  the  Russian 
anthem.  They  were  doing  this  one  day  when  a  little 
Russian  Jewess  came  in.  She  was  a  regular  student,  but 
she  was  a  nihilist,  too,  and  had  but  lately  been  arrested  by 
the  French  police  for  complicity  in  some  plot  against  the 
Czar.  Of  course  the  other  students  had  heard  of  this,  and 
they  rose  now  as  one  man,  hissing  and  yelling  as  they  had 
hissed  and  yelled  to  drive  the  demi-mondaines  out.  But 
this  little  woman  had  a  right  to  be  there,  and  she  stood  her 
ground,  very  pale  indeed,  but  unflinching,  and  looking 
steadily  from  one  to  another,  till  out  of  very  shame  they 
subsided  into  their  seats  and  left  her  to  gain  hers. 

This  was  an  exceptional  occurrence.  As  a  general  thing, 
the  French  student  conducts  himself  extremely  well  toward 
the  women  who  study  with  him.  He  has  accepted  co-educa- 
tion, and,  barring  certain  national  and  individual  rudenesses 
which  presumably  he  is  not  innately  polite  enough  to  be 
conscious  of,  his  manner  to  his  woman  comrade  may  be  said 
to  be  perfect.  There  is  no  attempt  at  gallantry,  nothing  to 
show  that  he  thinks  at  all  of  her  sex.  In  the  dissecting- 
rooms  and  certain  of  the  clinics  where  co-education  is  put  to 
the  supreme  test,  the  Frenchman  shows  himself  in  the  best 
sense  equal  to  it.  J.  B.  S. 


INDIVIDUALITIES. 


Every  year  the  King  of  Italy  receives  a  present  of  ten 
thousand  picked  Virginia  cigars  from  the  Emperor  of 
Austria. 

Deerfoot,  the  Seneca  Indian,  who,  in  1863,  was  declared 
to  be  the  champion  runner  of  the  world,  is  still  living  on  the 
reservation  of  his  people,  near  Irving,  X.  Y. 

The  combined  assets  of  the  Rothschild  family  in  Europe 
are  not  less,  it  is  said,  than  two  billion  dollars.  The  virtual 
head  of  the  family  is  Nathaniel,  Lord  Rothschild,  of 
London. 

Colonel  R.  G.  Ingersoll  is  very  fond  of  his  home  and 
never  visits  clubs.  It  is  next  to  impossible  to  get  him  to  a 
dinner  where  speech-making  follows  dessert.  Not  even 
Neal  Dow  himself  is  more  temperate. 

Lord  Randolph  Churchill's  friends  are  much  concerned 
about  his  condition.  While  at  Bar  Harbor,  he  appeared  one 
night  in  the  office  of  the  Malvern  Hotel,  clad  only  in  his 
pajamas,  to  remonstrate  against  the  music  for  the  dancers. 

It  is  estimated  that  the  value  in  increased  fees  of  the 
baronetcy  which  was  conferred  on  Dr.  Williams,  the  physi- 
cian to  the  Duchess  of  York,  is  fifty  thousand  dollars  a  year. 
His  professional  income  had  previously  reached  the  enor- 
mous sum  of  seventy-five  thousand  dollars. 

There  died  in  Nice  a  few  days  ago  Michael  Gambetta,  an 
uncle  of  the  statesman  Gambetta.  He  was  ninety  years 
old.  His  death  is  said  to  have  been  due  to  the  too  sudden 
announcement  of  the  murder  of  President  Carnot.  With 
him  the  famous  name  is  said  to  have  died  out. 

Senator  Ransom,  of  North  Carolina,  has  made  but  one 
speech  during  his  fifteen  years  of  service  in  the  Senate. 
Before  he  was  sent  to  Washington,  he  had  the  reputation  in 
his  own  State  of  being  a  fine  orator.  He  gave  up  being 
eloquent  on  account  of  a  tendency  to  heart  disease. 

M.  Casimir-Perier,  the  new  French  President,  despite  his 
name  and  fortune,  belongs  to  no  club,  it  is  said.  Prior  to 
1870,  his  father  had  him  elected  a  member  of  L'L'nion 
Artistique,  but  he  only  appeared  there,  he  says,  to  write  a 
few  letters  and  wash  his  hands.     He  resigned  years  a°-o. 

One  of  the  notorieties  of  Paris  is  Linquet,  who  was  offi- 
cial coachman  of  Napoleon  the  Third  during  all  of  his  im- 
perial career.  After  the  latter's  downfall,  Linquet  became 
driver  of  the  hearse  for  the  great  burial  company  of  Paris. 
He  recently  officiated  in  that  capacity  for  President  Carnot, 
and  had  previously  presided  at  the  funerals  of  Thiers,  Victor 
Hugo,  and  Gambetta. 

The  assassination  of  ex-Minister  Paz  in  Bolivia  will  cause 
many  regrets  in  Paris,  where  the  legends  of  the  famous 
South  American's  liberality  are  almost  countless.  He  was 
Minister  Plenipotentiary  at  Paris.  One  day  he  was  passing 
in  his  carriage  a  certain  mansion  in  the  Champs-Elysees  and 
found  that  it  was  "  To  Let."  It  pleased  him.  He  went  to 
the  janitor  and  said  :  "  I  would  rather  buy  this  house  than 
lease  it;  how  much  is  it  worth?"  "Two  millions,  sir." 
"  Very  well ;  give  me  a  pen  and  ink  and  I  will  write  a 
check."  A  notary  was  hurriedly  sent  for  and  the  purchase 
was  concluded  in  a  few  minutes. 

A  brother  of  M.  Casimir-Perier,  the  new  President  of 
France,  once  wanted  to  buy  one  of  Corot's  pictures.  The 
painter  let  him  have  it  on  condition  that  he  "  pay  the  butcher 
and  baker  bills  of  my  friend  Millet."  Casimir-Perier  ac- 
cepted the  condition  ;  but  when  he  came  to  pay,  he  found 
that  Millet  had  lived  on  credit  for  twelve  years  and  the  bills 
amounted  to  twenty-two  thousand  and  twenty-four  thou- 
sand francs,  respectively.  He  paid  the  total — more  than 
nine  thousand  dollars — and  though  the  picture  was  worth  only 
about  fifteen  hundred  francs  at  the  time,  the  bargain  was  a 
good  one,  for  the  picture — "  Biblis  "  (Nymphs  in  the  Forest 
at  Sundown) — is  now  worth  fully  thirty  thousand  dollars. 

Thomas  Shields-Clarke,  an  American  artist,  at  present 
resident  in  Paris,  pursues  five  different  branches  of  art  in 
five  different  studios.  In  his  studio  in  the  Rue  Dareau  he 
is  known  as  a  landscape  painter  only.  At  nine  o'clock  every 
morning  he  enters  this  atelier  and  paints  steadily  (in  oils)  for 
two  hours.  When  the  clock  strikes  eleven,  he  hurries  away 
to  another  studio  in  Rue  St.  Honore.  Here  he  picks  up 
chisel  and  hammer,  dons  the  sculptor's  blouse,  and  pounds 
away  at  a  block  of  marble.  Two  hours  later,  the  blouse 
and  implements  of  the  worker  in  marble  are  laid  aside,  and 
the  artist  drives  in  a  cab  to  the  Rue  Clement  Marat,  where, 
in  a  third  studio,  he  devotes  a  couple  of  hours  to  water-color 
painting.  The  rest  of  the  day  he  divides  between  portrait- 
painting  and  etching  in  his  other  two  studios.  This  year  he 
is  exhibiting  at  the  Champ  de  Mars  products  of  his  five 
studios. 

Bismarck  was  a  student  at  Gottingen  in  1S32  and  1833, 
where  his  skill  in  fence  won  for  him  the  surname  "Achilles 
the  invulnerable."  In  three  terms  he  fought  twenty  duels 
and  received  only  a  single  wound,  of  which  the  scar  on  his 
lower  jaw  near  the  lip  is  still  perceptible  ;  but  as  this  was 
caused  by  his  adversary's  blade  flying  from  the  hilt,  it  was 
contrary  to  the  code,  so  that  his  reputation  for  invulnerability  re- 
mained technically  unimpaired.  Indeed,  the  university 
authorities  forbade  him  to  fight  certain  projected  duels,  on 
pain  of  expulsion  ;  and  a  month  later  he  was  sentenced  to 
three  days'  incarceration  for  a  like  offense.  His  first  duel  ' 
was  with  an  Englishman,  who  had  spoken  in  derision  of  the 
many  petty  States  of  Germany.  With  an  American  student 
he  made  a  bet  that  Germany  would  be  politically  united  in 
twenty  years.  The  wager  was  twenty-five  bottles  of  cham- 
pagne, to  be  drunk  in  the  country  of  the  winner.  After  the 
lapse  of  this  score  of  years,  in  1853,  Bismarck  was  prepar- 
ing to  cross  the  sea  in  order  to  pay  the  bet,  when  he  learned 
that  the  American  had  died,  and  adds  :  "The  namp  he  bore 
did  not  presage  a  long  life — Coffin." 


I 


THE        ARGONAUT. 


Augusi  13,  1894. 


LITERARY    NOTES. 


Personal  and  Miscellaneous  Gossip. 
The  August  Current  Literature  reprints  from  the 
London  Figaro  a  story  called  "  The  Demon  Violin." 
It  was  written  for  the  Argonaut  by  William  A. 
Taaffe,  and  appeared  in  our  issue  of  September 
25,  1893,  whence  it  was  evidently  copied  by  Figaro 
without  credit. 

In  the  Mist  is  the  pretty  title  of  a  smart  little 
journal  devoted  to  the  interests  of  Niagara  Falls. 
It  is  edited  and  managed  by  Mr.  and  Mrs.  W.  E. 
Tuttle. 

Mr.  Robert  Louis  Stevenson's  mother  has  been 
captured  by  an  Australian  "  interviewer,"  who  has 
extracted  from  her  the  information  that,  since  her 
son  published  his  "  Footnote  to  History,"  he  has 
been  at  daggers  drawn  with  the  English  and  Ger- 
man officials  and  visitors  at  Samoa,  and  now  sees 
but  few  people. 

An  Eastern  correspondent  sends  us  this  account 
of  how  Rudyard  Kipling's  "Jungle  Stories"  came 
to  be  written  : 

"  Mrs.  Dodge,  the  editor  of  St.  Nicholas,  who  sug- 
gested '  Little  Lord  Fauntleroy '  to  Mrs.  Burnett,  is  said 
to  have  been  the  means  of  starting  Rudyard  Kipling  on 
his  now  famous  'Jungle  Stories.'  One  day,  when  Mr. 
Kipling  was  in  the  Century  Company's  office,  Mrs.  Dodge 
asked  him  if  he  would  not  like  to  try  his  hand  at  some 
children's  stories  for  St.  Nicltolas.  He  took  to  the  idea  at 
once,  said  that  he  had  been  brought  up  on  that  magazine, 
and  that  he  and  his  sister  used  to  fight  for  its  first  read- 
ing when  it  came  to  them  out  in  India.  But  he  had  never 
written  for  children,  and  it  would  be  something  of  an 
experiment.  The  first  two  stones  did  not  attract  special 
attention  (they  are  not  included  in  the  '  Jungle  Book  ')  ; 
but  the  third  was  *  Rikki-tikki-tavi,'  and  the  fourth  was 
that  stirring  tale  of  the  dance  of  the  white  elephants  in 
the  jungle,  '  Toomai  of  the  Elephants.'  In  the  past 
three  months  nearly  twenty  thousand  copies  of  these 
'  Jungle  Stories,"  collected  in  book-form,  have  been  sold 
in  England  and  America." 

Amelie  Rives  Chanler  is  pronounced  by  the  Lon- 
don Literary  World  "  the  most  beautiful  woman  in 
literature." 

In  a  letter  written  from  Florence  in  i860  and  re- 
cently sold  in  London,  Robert  Browning  speaks 
enthusiastically  of  the  liberal  treatment  his  wife  re- 
ceived from  American  publishers.  They  paid  her 
one  hundred  dollars  apiece  for  her  poems,  and 
offered  two  thousand  six  hundred  dollars  a  year  for 
an  amount  of  labor  which  would  cost  his  wife  and 
himself  but  a  single  morning  a  week. 

The  Pall  Mall  Gazette  authoritatively  announces 
that  Mr.  Richard  Harding  Davis  "is  what  the 
massive  and  penetrating  intellect  of  Boston  is  wont 
to  describe  as  '  bright.' " 

Bjornson,  the  famous  Norwegian  author  and  pol- 
itician, recently  published  a  book,  "  New  Stories," 
which  has  subjected  him  to  much  criticism.  One 
of  the  stories,  entitled  "Absalom's  Hair,"  gives  to 
the  public,  it  is  said,  the  secrets  of  a  family  whose 
name  is  known  to  all  Norway.  The  poet  has  been 
condemned  by  many  people,  but  the  book  is  being 
read  by  every  one. 

Arthur  Waugh  writes— presumably  of  W.  W. 
Astor — from  London  to  the  Critic  as  follows  : 

"  It  is  reported  round  publishing  circles  that  a  million- 
aire, who  is  by  now  familiar  in  the  ranks  of  London  jour- 
nalism, has  conceived  a  scheme  for  practically  absorbing 
the  book-trade  altogether.  This  scheme,  it  is  proposed, 
shall  take  the  form  of  a  vast  publishing  syndicate,  which 
shall,  by  the  size  of  its  offers,  draw  to  it  all  the  literary 
talent  of  the  country  and  so  supplant  those  reputable 
firms  whose  foresight  discovered  the  genius  of  the  un- 
known author  long  before  the  unliterary  millionaire  was 
known  in  the  land.  The  plan  is  doomed  to  failure,  but  it 
will  not  be  relinquished  without  an  attempt.  It  is  said 
that  there  are  two  men,  and  two  men  only,  in  London, 
whose  influence  this  millionaire  considers  necessary  to 
the  success  of  his  undertaking." 

Of  the  Dent  edition  of  Shakespeare,  otherwise 
known  as  the  Temple  Shakespeare,  over  ten  thou- 
sand copies  of  the  first  volume  have  been  sold. 

"  Maarten  Maartens"  (Mr.  J.  M.  W.  van  der 
Poorten  Schwarz)  has,  in  a  recent  letter  to  an 
American  friend,  expressed  himself  as  much  grati- 
fied by  the  tender  of  honorary  membership  in  the 
Authors'  Club  of  New  York  lately  made  to  him. 
Mr.  van  der  Poorten  Schwarz  is  just  thirty-five 
years  old,  and  not  thirty-eight,  as  stated  in  various 
biographical  articles. 

Colonel  Richard  Malcolm  Johnston,  the  Georgia 
author,  confesses  to  seventy-two  years,  but  no  one 
would  suspect  his  age  from  his  upright  figure,  clear 
eye,  and  genial  manner.  He  is  a  type  of  the  old- 
school  Southern  gentleman,  and  his  speech  has  the 


Southern  accent,  while  an  occasional  plantation 
word  or  phrase  slips  into  his  vocabulary  and  gives 
it  added  picturesqueness. 

The  late  Edmund  Yates  was  not  at  all  in  tune  with 
the  morbid  school  of  thought,  and  hated  all  books 
that  seemed  to  set  aside  God  as  an  "unknown 
quantity."  "I  seldom  speak  of  religion,"  he  said 
one  morning,  "but  I  have  thought  a  good  deal 
about  it.  And  what  I  am  now  trying  to  do  is  to  live 
back  to  the  faith  of  my  childhood." 

Owen  Wister,  whose  stories  are  attracting  some 
attention,  has  had  a  somewhat  varied  life  : 

After  graduation  at  college  and  seeing  much  of  foreign 
universities,  he  took  up  music  as  a  profession,  and  it 
seemed  likely  that  he  would  have  a  quick  success  as  a 
composer.  Incidentally  he  found  himself  the  pet  of  Bos- 
ton society.  Later  he  studied  law  and  became  interested 
in  Western  life.  His  first  story  was  so  good  that  he  re- 
ceived the  rare  request  to  write  more, 

Jos^-Marie  de  Heredia,  the  recently  elected  mem- 
ber of  the  French  Academy,  is  a  Cuban  by  birth. 
He  is  of  the  bluest  blood  of  the  Spanish  colonial 
aristocracy,  and  traces  his  ancestry  direct  from  one 
of  the  first  conquerors  of  the  New  World,  from  one 
of  the  companions  of  Cortez.  On  his  mother's  side, 
however,  he  is  of  French  origin.  His  first  verses 
were  published  in  1862,  in  the  Paris  Review. 

Mr.  Gladstone  has  written  a  paper  on  "The 
Place  of  Heresy  and  Schism  in  the  Modern  Chris- 
tian Church  "  for  the  Nineteenth  Century. 

Edgar  Allan  Poe  served  with  Mr.  Graham  for 
more  than  a  year  as  editor  of  Graham's  Magazine. 
As  an  instance  of  Poe's  carefulness  in  money  matters, 
Mr.  Graham  very  many  years  ago  printed  this  state- 
ment of  account  made  up  by  Poe  of  the  affairs  be- 
tween the  two  : 

We  were  square  when  I  sold  you  the 
"  Versification  "  article,  forwhich  you 
gave  me  first  25,  and  afterward  7,  in  all  $32.00 

Then  you  bought  the  "  Gold  Bug  "  for.  52.00 

I  got  both  of  these  back,  so  that  I  owed  $84.00 

You  lent  Mrs.  Clemm 12.50 


Making  in  all 

The  review  of  "  Flaccus  "  was  2H  PP-» 

which  at  $4  is $15.00 

Lowell's  poem  is 10.00 

The  review  of  Channing,  4  pp.,  is  16,  of 

which  I  got  6,  leaving 10.00 

The  review  of  Halleck,  4  pp.,  is   16,  of 

which  I  got  10,  leaving 6.00 

The  review  of  Reynolds,  2  pp 8.00 

The  review  of  Longfellow,  5  pp.,  is  20, 

of  which  I  got  10,  leaving 10.00 

So  that  I  have  paid  in  all 

Which  leaves  still  due  by  me 


$96  50 


$59-°° 
$37-5° 
Thomas   A.  Janvier   is  the  author  of  the  little 

book   entitled   "The  Women's  Conquest  of  New 

York." 

There  have  been  various  claimants  of  the  celeb- 
rity of  being  "  the  first  woman  writer  for  the  daily 
press."  The  latest  of  them  is  Mrs.  Lynn  Linton, 
the  novelist,  who  says  that  when  she  was  twenty- 
three  years  old  she  was  on  the  staff  of  the  London 
Morning  Chronicle.  Mrs.  Linton  has  produced 
forty  novels  in  the  forty-six  years  of  her  literary 
career. 

Professor  W.  M.  Conway,  the  author  of  "  Climb- 
ing the  Himalayas,"  is  the  vice-president  of  the 
Alpine  Club,  and  has  a  record  for  climbing  the 
highest  peak  yet  ascended. 

I.  Zangwill  was  born  in  London,  but  spent  his 
childhood  and  youth  in  Bristol  and  Plymouth.  Up 
to  the  age  of  fourteen,  he  received  his  education  at 
the  Red  Cross  Street  School  in  Bristol,  No  sooner 
did  he  get  a  place  as  a  board  school-teacher  in  the 
East  End  of  London  than  he  started  to  read  by 
himself  for  a  London  degree.  Before  he  was 
twenty-one,  Mr.  Zangwill  had  passed  all  his  ex- 
aminations— with  honors. 

In  the  Bookman's  lists  of  books  most  in  demand 
at  the  chief  book-selling  centres  of  the  United 
Kingdom,  Professor  Drummond's  "  The  Ascent  of 
Man"  and  Mrs.  Caffyn's  "  A  Yellow  Aster"  run 
almost  neck  and  neck.  Out  of  the  thirteen  lists, 
seven  are  headed  by  the  former  and  five  by  the 
latter  work. 

The  art  of  book-binding  is  strikingly  illustrated 
at  the  exhibition,  held  in  London,  of  seventy-four 
copies  of  William  Morris's  translation  of  "King 
Florus  and  the  Fair  Jehane,"  printed  at  the  Kelm- 
scott  Press,  and  bound  by  American,  Australian, 
Indian,  Chinese,  Persian,  Japanese,  Siamese, 
Egyptian,  and  Tunisian  artists.  The  materials 
used   are    morocco,    pigskin,    goatskin,    buckskin, 


45  lbs. 


of  Prime  Beef,  free  of  fat,  are  required  to 
make  one  pound  of 


jMWrfL 


Extract  cRFFP, 


Our  little   Cook   Book   tells  how  to  use 

^Armour's    Extract    in    Soups   and    Sauces — 

a  different  soup  for  each  day  in  the  month. 

We  mail  Cook  Book  free;  send  us  your  address. 

Armour  &  Company,    Chicago. 


snakeskin,  calf,  vellum,  satin,  silk,  bamboo,  papier 
machi,  wood,  and  metals.  Of  "King  Florus," 
seventy-six  copies  were  sent  out,  but  a  fire  destroyed 
one  in  Germany  and  another  was  swallowed  up  in 
a  Greek  earthquake. 

Goldwin  Smith  is  said  to  have  in  hand  a  criticism 
of  W.  T.  Stead's  book,  "  If  Christ  Came  to  Chi- 
cago," which  will  be  issued  soon  in  one  of  the  En- 
glish reviews. 

Since  the  rumor — since  denied — was  spread  that 
Sir  George  Trevelyan  intended  to  print  in  full  the 
diary  of  Macaulay,  attention  has  been  called  to  the 
following  passage  in  Trevelyan's  biography  of 
Macaulay  referring  to  the  same  subject  : 

"The  fruits  of  many  a  long  hour  passed  among  the 
Pepysian  book-cases,  the  manuscripts  at  Althorp,  and 
the  archives  of  the  French  War  Office  were  garnered  (by 
Macaulay)  into  a  multitude  of  pocket-books  of  every 
possible  shape  and  color.  Of  these  a  dozen  still  remain, 
ready  to  the  hands  of  any  among  Macaulay's  remote 
heirs  who  may  be  tempted  to  commit  the  posthumous 
treachery  of  publishing  the  commonplace  book  of  a 
great  writer." 

Professor  Guidde's  book,  "Caligula,"  which  is 
supposed  to  refer  to  the  Emperor  William,  has 
been  placed  on  the  index  expurgaiorius  by  the 
German  Government.  It  is  reported  that  over  one 
hundred  and  fifty  thousand  copies  have  been  sold 
already,  and  that  three  printing  establishments 
were  kept  busy  supplying  the  demand. 


Forthcoming  Books. 
"  Q,"  otherwise  Mr.  Quiller-Couch,  is  writing  a 
story  of  Cornwall,  to  be  called  "  DozmareV'  after 
its  heroine,  a  fisher-girl.  He  is  about  to  publish  a 
volume  of  critical  essays,  and  is,  moreover,  prepar- 
ing an  anthology  of  Elizabethan  lyrics. 

Mr.  Swinburne's  next  book  is  to  be  a  collection 
of  his  recent  essays.     It  will  soon  be  published. 

The  Lutetian  Society  has  arranged  for  a  series  of 
complete  and  absolutely  unabridged  translations  of 
M.  Zola's  works.  These  are  to  be  published  in 
artistic  style  in  a  limited  edition  and  at  a  high 
price. 

Another  important  record  of  the  Napoleonic 
period  is  announced  in  Paris,  in  the  shape  of  the 
"Memoirs  of  Barras,"  the  famous  member  of 
the  Directory.  The  manuscript,  just  placed  in 
the  publisher's  hands  by  the  writer's  family,  is  to 
be  issued  in  four  volumes,  and  is  reported  to  be  full 
of  picturesque  details.  The  author  claims  to  have 
discovered  and,  in  a  measure,  made  Napoleon, 

The  new  issue  of  "The  Reference  Catalogue  of 
Current  Literature,"  now  in  press,  will  make  a  vol- 
ume of  more  than  fifteen  pounds'  weight.  The 
index  will  contain  about  ninety  thousand  entries. 


The  Literary  Ladies. 
Sara  Jeannette  Duncan  (Mrs.  Everard  Cotes),  the 
author  of  "A  Daughter  of  To-Day, "  is  spending 
the  summer  in  Oxford,  her  home  formerly  having 
been  in  Calcutta.  Mrs.  Cotes  is  a  tall,  elegant, 
handsome  woman,  with  very  blue  eyes,  though  her 
hair  is  black  and  her  face  tanned  by  the  Indian  sun. 
She  is  a  Canadian  by  birth. 

The    Westminster  Budget  is  puzzled  to  account 
for    Mme.    Sarah    Grand's    mating    of    masterful 
maidens  with  men  whose  brows  retreat.     It  asks 
her  to  explain,  and  puts  its  request  in  verse  : 
"  Tell  me,  Mrs.  Sarah  Grand 
(What  I  ill  can  understand), 
Why  your  men  are  all  so  horrid. 
All  with  a  'retreating  forehead  '? 

"  Why  your  women  all  are  decked 
With  every  gift  of  intellect. 
And  yet — invariably  wed 
These  knights  of  the  retreating  head? 

"  She,  as  bright  as  a  geranium  ; 
He,  a  simian  type  of  cranium- 
Why,  with  decent  chaps  all  round  her, 
Choose  an  atavistic  Bounder? 

"  We  are  Apes — well,  let  that  pass  : 
Need  she,  therefore,  be  an  Ass  ? 
Tell  me,  tell  me,  Sarah  Grand, 
For  I  do  not  understand  !" 

Mrs.  Mary  J.  Serrano,  well  known  for  her  trans- 
lations of  Spanish  fiction,  has  sailed  for  Spain, 
where  she  will  study  contemporary  Spanish  litera- 
ture. 


Mrs.  John  Richard  Green  was  chosen  one  of  the 
committee  of  the  London  Library  at  its  recent 
annual  election,  her  name  being  proposed  with  that 
of  St.  George  Mivart  and  Herbert  Spencer  by  W. 
E.  H.  Lecky,  the  historian.  She  is  the  first  woman 
ever  brought  forward  for  this  committee. 

The  following  note  about  a  lady  well  known  in 
San  Francisco  is  from  Jerome  K.  Jerome's  paper, 
To-Day : 

"Mrs.  Kate  Douglas  Wiggin,  who  wrote  'Timothy's 
Quest '  (Gay  and  Bird),  much  the  best  book  of  American 
humor  which  has  come  out  during  the  last  few  years, 
reads  her  books  as  admirably  as  she  writes  them  ;  and 
one  could  hardly  say  more.  Before  a  large  and  distin- 
guished gathering  at  Mrs.  Poultcney  Bigelow's,  she  read 
passages  from  '  Timothy's  Quest '  and  '  The  Birds'  Christ- 
mas Carol.'  My  customers  who  were  there  tell  me  that 
they  never  heard  anything  so  well  read  by  its  author. 
She  is,  moreover,  young,  beautiful,  and  most  aristocratic- 
looking." 

Mrs.  Minto  Elliot,  the  author  of  "An  Idle 
Woman  in  Sicily,"  will  publish  a  volume  of. Roman 
gossip. 


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9 


LITERARY    NOTES. 


"Cock  Lane  and  Common-Sense." 
Four  magazine  papers  by  Andrew  Lang  on 
"Savage  Spiritualism,"  "Comparative  Psycho- 
logical Research,"  "Ghosts  up  to  Date,"  and 
"  Ghosts  before  the  Law"  have  been  altered  and 
expanded  by  their  author,  and,  with  six  added 
chapters,  appear  in  a  book  graphically  entitled 
"  Cock  Lane  and  Common-Sense."  It  is,  as  a 
whole,  an  instructive  and  entertaining  dissertation 
on  ghosts,  apparitions,  and  the  like.  The  author 
endeavors  to  be  quite  impartial :  "he  is  conscious 
of  a  bias  in  favor  of  fair  play  and  common  logic  ; 
he  is  unconscious  of  a  bias  in  favor  of  common- 
sense."  Describing  his  attitude  in  his  preface,  he 
says  : 

"  To  his  mind  the  most  plausible  theory  is  that  our  sav. 
age  ancestors  were  subject  to  great  mental  confusion  ;  that 
they  did  not  distinguish  between  dreams  and  waking ; 
that  their  conditions  of  life  and  scanty  supplies  of  food 
were  favorable  to  trances  and  hallucinations ;  and  that 
they  practiced  a  kind  of  elementary  hypnotism.  From 
all  this  would  arise  a  set  of  unfounded  beliefs.  These  be- 
liefs, like  myths  and  customs,  would  endure  among  the 
peasant  classes.  The  folk  would  inherit  the  tradition  as 
to  what  hallucinatory  phenomena  they  might  expect,  and, 
as  a  result  of  self-suggestion  and  of  expectant  attention, 
these  phenomena  they  would  actually  behold.  This 
would  account  for  the  continuity  of  phenomena,  which 
again  are  fraudulently  imitated  by  mediums." 

Still,  Mr.  Lang  does  not  by  any  means  discredit 
the  recorded  observations  of  trained  scientists  who 
have  seen  phenomena  often  described  as  "  super- 
natural "—though  Mr.  Lang  regards  them  as  no 
more  supernatural  than  an  indigestion,  though 
more  easily  explainable — nor  does  he  pooh-pooh  the 
many  authenticated  cases  of  visions,  warnings,  etc., 
which  are  set  down  by  some  to  coincidence.  He 
merely  sets  forth  the  accounts  of  such  phenomena 
furnished  by  various  sources  and  discusses  them, 
and  the  explanations  offered,  in  the  light  of  reason. 
The  book  does  not  settle  the  question  or  questions 
it  brings  up,  but  it  does  furnish  a  deal  of  informa- 
tion. Mr.  Lang  is  an  omnivorous  reader,  a  volumi- 
nous taker  of  notes,  and  a  most  entertaining  writer, 
and  his  powers  are  here  well  employed.  In  an  in- 
troduction he  sets  forth  the  nature  of  his  subject 
and  writes  of  the  persistent  survival  of  certain 
animistic  beliefs,  the  attitude  of  science,  Dr.  Car- 
penter's theory  of  unconscious  cerebration,  the  his- 
torical aspect  of  the  subject,  and  the  nature  of  evi- 
dence.    The  subsequent  chapters  are  : 

"  Savage  Spiritualism,"  "  Ancient  Spiritualism," 
"  Comparative  Psychical  Research,"  "  Haunted  Houses," 
"  Cock  Lane  and  Common- Sense,"  "  Apparitions.  Ghosts, 
and  Hallucinations,"  "Scrying,  or  Crystal  -  Gazing," 
"The  Second  Sight,"  "Ghosts  before  the  Law,"  "A 
Modem  Trial  for  Witchcraft,"  "  Presbyterian  Ghost- 
Hunters,"  "The  Logic  of  Table-Turning,"  and  "The 
Ghost  Theory  of  the  Origin  of  Religion." 

The  pages  contain  frequent  notes  and  references ; 
it  is  to  be  regretted  that  the  book  is  not  indexed. 
Published  by  Longmans,  Green  &  Co.,  New  York  ; 
price,  $2.25. 

"The  Wings  of  Icarus." 
"  The  Wings  of  Icarus  "  is  a  little  romance  by 
Laurence  Alma  Tadema,  who  is,  if  we  remember 
rightly,  a  daughter  of  the  famous  English  painter. 
It  is  a  first  essay,  and  is  evidently  the  work  of  a 
young  woman,  but  it  is  well  above  the  work  of 
many  older  hands,  and  gives  promise  of  future 
subtle  analysis  of  feminine  character.  The  first 
part  purports  to  be  a  series  of  letters  written  to  a 
female  confidant  by  Emilia  Fletcher,  a  young 
woman  who  had  been  brought  up  abroad  by  her 
Italian  mother,  and  who  now,  imagining  her  life 
blighted  bv  an  unfortunate  love-affair,  retires  to  an 
English  estate  left  her  by  her  father.  Here  she 
meets  Gabriel  Norton,  a  poor  poet  who  has  per- 
suaded his  father  to  give  up  a  clerkship  in  London 
and  to  live  almost  a  life  of  nature  in  a  cottage  near 


Pears' 

soap  responds 
to  water  in- 
stantly; washes 
and  rinses  off 
in  a  twinkling. 


Emilia's  estate.  He  is  utterly  unconventional  and 
she  is  "  half  Italian  and  half  unearthly,"  and  they 
strike  up  a  platonic  relationship  that,  on  her  part, 
soon  changes  into  the  most  passionate  love.  This 
she  unwittingly  reveals  to  him,  and  they  become 
engaged  to  marry.  Whether  he  loves  her  or 
merely  pities  his  friend  is  not  quite  clear  ;  but  she 
invites  her  fair  correspondent  to  visit  her  and — the 
epistolary  form  now  changes  to  a  diary — he  unmis- 
takably falls  in  love  with  her  friend.  Emilia  dis- 
covers this,  and  is  torn  by  conflicting  emotions  : 
"  Love  without  marriage  is  a  sin  against  society  ; 
marriage  without  love  is  a  sin  against  nature,"  he 
had  said,  and  when  they  became  engaged,  they  had 
made  this  strange  covenant  : 

"  In  accordance  with  the  absolute  Sincerity  and  Truth- 
fulness which  we  believe  to  be  not  only  possible,  but  nec- 
essary to  the  Conduct  of  a  Noble  Life,  we  have  solemnly 
promised  each  other  to  confess  the  truth,  should  we  at 
any  period — through  altered  Love  or  other  causes — con- 
sider Mutual  Life  inconsistent  with  perfect  Honesty." 

But  love  carries  the  day  :  she  marries  him  and  it 
is  not  till,  a  year  later,  he  refuses  to  return  to  Eng- 
land and  meet  Constance — Emilia's  correspondent, 
who,  by  the  way,  is  a  married  woman  living  apart 
from  her  husband,  having  religious  scruples  against 
divorce — that  she  recognizes  her  sin.  Then  she 
makes  him  return  and  brings  the  lovers  together, 
telling  them  she  knows  their  love  ;  but  Constance, 
in  an  agony  of  remorse'  at  her  own  ingratitude  to 
her  friend,  kills  herself,  and  the  story  ends.  All 
this  is  well  told  in  admirable  English,  enlivened 
with  occasional  epigrammatic  phrases  ;  the  char- 
acters are  possessed  of  strong,  if  unusual,  individ- 
uality ;  and  the  analysis  of  Emilia's  emotions  is 
really  clever.  But  the  personages  are  not  such  as 
one  meets  in  life  :  they  are  the  eccentrics,  the 
freaks,  that  seem  to  have  an  irresistible  fascination 
for  most  young  writers.  Published  by  Macmillan 
&  Co.,  New  York  ;  price,  $1.25. 


New  Publications. 
"  Outlaw  and  Law-Maker,"  Mrs.  Campbell- 
Praed's  new  novel,  is  a  story  of  Australian  life,  and 
has  for  its  hero  a  brilliant  Irishman  who  plays  the 
dual  role  of  bushranger  and  stockman.  Naturally, 
the  novel  is  full  of  exciting  incidents.  Published 
by  D.  Appleton  &  Co.,  New  York  ;  price,  $1.00. 

"Double-Entry  Book- Keeping  Practically  Illus- 
trated," by  J.  S.  Matheson,  is  a  single  folded  sheet 
of  paper  on  which  are  a  series  of  diagrams,  illus- 
trating the  uses  of  journal,  cash-book,  and  ledger, 
with  brief  directions  and  explanations  in  text. 
Published  by  the  author,  San  Francisco  ;  price,  50 
cents. 

"  La  Voie  Douloureuse,"  by  Jean  Dornis,  is  a 
pathetic  story,  setting  forth  the  struggles  of  a  man 
and  woman  who  love  each  other  against  tempta- 
tion. It  is  full  of  grace  and  feeling,  and  is  a  wel- 
come contrast  to  the  sensuality  that  marks  most 
French  novels  of  the  day.  Published  by  Calmann 
Levy,  Paris. 

A  seventh  volume  of  the  "Journal  des  Gon- 
courts  "  has  just  been  issued,  covering  the  period 
from  1885  to  1888.  Its  matter  is  spread  out  very 
thin,  but  still  one  finds  much  to  read  with  interest 
— such  as  that  about  Alphonse  Daudet's  ill  health 
and  his  use  of  chloral  ;  an  attack  on  Sarcey,  the 
dramatic  critic  ;  and  some  ill-natured  remarks 
about  President  Carnot  which  are  particularly  un- 
timely.    Published  by  Charpentier,  Paris. 

The  annual  volume  of  short  stories,  poems,  etc., 
contributed  by  the  members  of  the  Sociefe"  des 
Gens  de  Lettres,  "En  Pique  -  Nique,"  contains 
twenty-six  articles  in  its  three  hundred  and  odd 
pages,  its  contents  ranging  from  grave  to  gay  and 
including  articles  from  some  famous  pens.  Among 
the  best  contributions  are  those  of  Jean  Rameau, 
Pierre  Mael,  and  Jacques  Normand.  Zola,  Jules 
Simon,  and  Paul  Gaidot  are  also  contributors.  Pub- 
lished by  Colin  &  Cie,  Paris. 

The  second  volume  of  the  "  Publications  of  the 
Irish  Unionist  Alliance  "  contains  the  various  pam- 
phlets and  leaflets  which  were  issued  by  the  Union- 
ist Alliance  during  the  first  four  months  of  1893 — 
the  period,  practically  speaking,  of  the  initial  cam- 
paign against  the  principle  of  the  Home  Rule  Bill 
of  that  year,  both  in  and  out  of  Parliament. 
Among  the  pamphlets  are  speeches  of  Mr.  John 
Atkinson,  Q.  C,  and  the  Bishop  of  Derry,  and 
the  leaflets  fill  more  than  three  hundred  and 
fifty  pages.  Published  by  Hodges,  Figgis  &  Co., 
Dublin. 

"The  Universal  Name"  is  the  title  of  a  little 
book  in  which  are  printed  one  hundred  songs  to 
Mary,  selected  and  arranged  by  Mrs.  E.  Vale 
Blake.  Some  few  of  these  poems  are  printed  with- 
out the  name  of  the  author,  but  the  list  of  poets 
represented  includes  Holmes,  Riley,  Whittier, 
Thomas  W.  Parsons,  Harriet  Prescott  Spofford, 
William  Lyle,  Byron,  Kingsley,  Coleridge,  Pro- 
fessor Blackie,  William  Allingham,  Burns,  Scott, 
De  Musset,  Ronsard,  Chastelard,  B6ranger,  Schil- 
ler, Mrs.  Sigourney,  and  others  of  less  note.  Pub- 
lished by  Charles  Wells  Moulton,  Buffalo. 

A  result  of  Dr.  S.  Placzek's  visit  to  the  Colum- 
bian Exposition  at  Chicago  is  "  Die  Medicinische 
Wissenschaft  in  den  Vereinigten-Staaten."  The 
author  has  but  a  poor  opinion  of  American  cities, 
architecturally  and  from  a  sanitary  standpoint,  but 


he  finds  much  to  commend  in  our  hospitals,  espe- 
cially those  founded  by  private  munificence  or  con- 
nected with  seats  of  learning,  such  as  Johns  Hop- 
kins University.  He  has  something  to  say  about 
the  evolution  of  medical  science  and  about  profes- 
sional ethics,  and  devotes  a  chapter  to  "The 
American  Physician."  Published  by  Thieme,  Leip- 
zig. 

The  importance  of  the  street  railway  has  led  to 
the  publication  of  a  new  annual  devoted  exclu- 
sively to  that  industry,  the  first  issue  of  which  has 
just  been  issued.  It  is  called  "American  Street 
Railway  Investments,"  and  deals  with  the  history, 
capitalization,  equipment,  and  management  of  the 
surface  roads  of  the  American  cities,  whether 
operated  by  horse,  cable,  or  electric  power.  The 
number  of  cities  treated — the  arrangement  of  the 
articles  is  by  cities  in  their  alphabetical  order — is 
about  six  hundred,  and  in  them  the  street  railways 
aggregate  more  than  one  thousand.  Published  by 
the  Street  Railway  Publishing  Company,  New 
York. 

"  The  Wedding  Garment,"  by  Louis  Pendleton, 
is  a  story  in  which  the  hero  dies  in  the  first  chapter 
and  thereafter  passes  through  a  series  of  Sweden- 
borgian  heavens,  in  the  last  of  which  he  is  decidedly 
shocked  to  find  his  mother,  grown  young  again  and 
beautiful,  resting,  with  every  appearance  of  con- 
tent, in  the  arms  of  a  man  he  never  saw  before. 
His  feelings  are  soothed,  however,  when  he  is  in- 
formed that  his  parents,  having  married  young,  had 
not  been  wedded  to  their  real  mates  on  earth. 
Presumably  his  father  is  connubiating  with  some 
other  female  shade  in  some  other  corner  of  the 
universe,  but,  just  the  same,  one  must  have  gone 
through  a  long  series  of  perfecting  heavens  to 
reach  a  hereafter  where  one  can  witness  such 
scenes  with  equanimity. 

There  are  some  books  that  make  one,  after  read- 
ing a  few  pages,  turn  to  the  copyright  announce- 
ment for  confirmation  of  the  suspicion  that  it  has 
been  printed,  not  at  the  publisher's  risk,  but  "for 
the  author."  Such  a  one  is  "  After  the  Manner  of 
Men,"  a  novel  by  "  Robert  Appleton"  ;  it  is  copy- 
righted by  R.  I.  Zubof,  and  not  only  is  "  Robert 
Appleton "  printed  in  quotation  marks,  but  the 
book  is  furnished  with  a  portrait  which  shows  the 
author  to  be  very  un-Saxon  in  appearance.  The 
suspicion  that  Mr.  Zubof  wrote  and  published  the 
book  at  his  own  expense  grows  stronger  the  further 
one  reads.  The  scene  is  laid  in  a  sort  of  sugar- 
candy  Bohemia  in  London  and  in  Ireland,  and  the 
action  ranges  from  dancing-lessons  given  insipid 
young  men  by  an  old  professor's  hoyden  daughter 
to  dynamite  outrages.  Published  by  the  Franklin 
Publishing  Company,  Boston  ;  price,  $r.oo. 


The  Australian  Law  Times  discusses  the  ques- 
tion whether  or  not  a  young  lady,  who  breaks  her 
leg  at  a  dance,  can  maintain  an  action  against  her 
partner  on  the  ground  that  it  was  caused  by  his 
clumsiness.  The  writer  is  inclined  to  think  that  a 
man  who  asks  a  girl  to  dance  does  not  undertake 
to  return  her  to  her  chaperon  in  as  good  order  and 
condition  as  he  receives  her  —  "  Act  of  God  and 
the  queen's  enemies  excepted" — but  that  at  most 
his  liability  is  that  of  a  gratuitous  bailee,  not  ex- 
tending beyond  gross  negligence  ;  or,  looking  at 
the  case  from  another  side,  that  there  is  no  im- 
plied warranty  on  his  part  that  he  is  reasonably  fit 
for  the  purpose  for  which  he  offers  himself  as  a 
partner  for  a  dance,  as  there  is  no  sufficient  con- 
sideration moving  from  her  to  him  to  support  such 
a  warranty.  A  further  point  raised  is  whether  or 
not  she  did  not  voluntarily  assume  the  risk  of  his 
unfitness.  The  writer  adds  that  these  questions 
were  very  fully  gone  into  "  in  the  somewhat  analo- 
gous case  of  the  bailment  of  a  cab-horse  :  Fowler 
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TH  E         ARGONAUT. 


August  13,  1894. 


"Sowing  the  Wind"  is  an  essentially  English 
play,  with  all  the  merits  and  demerits  of  the  En- 
glish modern  drama.  While  it  shows  the  somewhat 
cumbersome  method  of  construction,  the  too  prolix 
dialogues,  the  general  want  of  condensation  that 
mark  so  many  English  plays,  it  also  shows  that 
vigor,  that  exuberance  of  thought  and  action,  that 
strength  and  vitality  that  is  so  much  more  frequent 
in  the  English  than  the  American  dramas  of  the 
modern  school. 

Like  so  many  dramas  of  the  day,  "Sowing  the 
Wind  "  has  a  message  to  deliver.  In  fact,  nobody 
in  these  hustling  times  of  ours  writes  a  serious 
play  unless  they  have  a  message.  The  modern 
audience,  whether  they  like  it  or  not,  are  forced  to 
live  up  to  their  times,  and  take  with  their  dramatic 
entertainment  the  invariable  dose  of  the  moral 
problem  on  the  vital,  living  question.  There  is  no 
time,  just  at  present,  for  the  placid  enjoyment  of 
the  unmoving,  peaceful  play  of  purely  romantic 
interest.  The  century-end  is  crowded  full  of  queries 
to  be  answered,  and  conundrums  to  be  solved,  and 
vexed  questions  to  be  debated  over,  and  problems 
to  be  wrestled  with.  These  crop  up  on  every 
hand,  clamoring  for  attention,  and  the  stage,  be- 
ing the  means  through  which  the  ordinary  educated 
public  can  be  most  easily  reached,  is  one  of  the 
favorite  places  for  the  presenting  of  the  questions 
of  the  moment,  the  medium  through  which  the 
author  with  a  message  chooses  to  deliver  it. 

The  later  English  playwrights  have  taken  to  de- 
livering their  messages,  to  propounding  their 
vexed  questions,  with  a  frankness  that  must  be 
rather  alarming  to  the  British  matron,  and  must 
debar  the  Young  Person  from  the  theatre,  unless 
the  play  be  a  pantomime  or  a  well-pruned  Shake- 
spearean comedy.  The  British  author  has  evi- 
dently risen  in  revolt  against  the  dominion  of  the 
Young  Person,  has  broken  his  chains,  and,  at 
the  rate  he  is  going,  will  soon  be  writing  plays 
which  they  will  be  acting  in  Paris  before  audiences 
as  thrilled  and  spellbound  as  the  spectators  that 
groaned,  and  gasped,  and  fainted  at  the  first  per- 
formances of  "  Antony"  and  "  Richard  Darlington." 

The  people  who  objected  to  "The  Dancing 
Girl,"  because  the  old  Quaker  chose  to  call  his 
daughter  some  strong  Saxon  names,  which  may  be 
all  very  well  in  Shakespeare  and  the  Bible,  but  are 
a  trifle  startling  on  the  modern  stage,  would  prob- 
ably find  "  Sowing  the  Wind"  a  little  too  uncon- 
ventional to  suit  their  taste.  It  is  not  that  ugly 
names  are  called,  but  it  is  that  so  very  many  people 
in  the  play  enjoy  the  doubtful  distinction  of  possess- 
ing "  a  past,"  which  is  a  word  that  means  a  great 
deal  in  a  melodrama.  Some  of  the  "pasts"  are 
not  at  all  commendable  or  creditable,  and  yet  for 
one  person  to  sit  down  and  tell  another  person  all 
about  the  unseemly  and  wicked  things  they  did 
when  they  were  young  and  misguided,  is  one  of  the 
commonest  occurrences  in  Sydney  Grundy's  play. 
It  is  true  they  are  all  repentant ;  having  sown  the 
wind,  they  have  now  come  to  the  time  when  they 
must  reap  the  whirlwind,  and,  if  the  reaping  is  not 
severe  enough  in  its  bitterness  to  atone  for  the  sin 
of  the  sowing,  that  is  an  artistic  fault  on  the  part  of 
the  author,  who  must  know  the  inexorableness  of 
the  terrible  law,  "  For  they  have  sown  the  wind  and 
they  shall  reap  the  whirlwind." 

Sydney  Grundy  has  not  worked  out  the  just  and 
even  balances  of  sin  and  punishment  as  his  great 
predecessor  Balzac  does.  It  is  not  the  message  of 
his  play  at  all.  On  the  contrary,  his  theme  is  more 
the  unjust  punishing  of  the  innocent  for  the  faults 
of  the  guilty.  The  key-note  of  his  drama  is  the 
falsity  of  revisiting  upon  an  unoffending  daughter 
the  sins  of  a  very  deeply  offending  mother.  He  is 
very  much — as  most  men  are  when  it  is  a  question 
of  theory  rather  than  practice — on  the  side  of  the 
women.  He  takes  their  part  with  such  fiery  ardor, 
putting  such  good  sentiments  and  noble  arguments 
into  the  mouth  of  the  maddened  and  despairing 
heroine,  that  it  is  a  wonder  Mme.  Sarah  Grand  has 
not  already  collaborated  with  him  in  the  production 
of  a  drama  which  would  show  woman  ready  to 
mount  to  the  top  of  her  pinnacle,  and  man  reduced 
to  the  state  of  dust  and  ashes  to  which  he  properly 
belongs. 

The  defect  of  the  play,  however,  is  that  the  situ- 
ation is  to  a  certain  extent  false.  Of  course  it  may 
be  that  in  the  England  of  the  century's  opening, 
especially  in  provincial  towns,  the  prejudice  against 
a  woman  whose  mother  had  left  behind  her  a 
record  like  B<rbe"  Brabant  s  would  be  as  strong  as 
Mr.  Grundy  makes  it  out  to  have  been.  But  to  a 
modern  American,  all  this  agony,  all  these  frantic 
tears  i-::d  despairing  renunciations  of  Rosamund, 
1    to  a  certain  extent,  forced  and  unnecessary. 


If,  in  this  broader  and  more  liberal  day,  Rosa- 
mund, who  was  herself  beyond  reproach,  should 
have  had  the  worst  of  women  for  a  mother,  it  is 
still  highly  improbable  that  she  would  have  been 
treated  with  the  rancorous  display  of  disapproval 
and  prejudice  that  old  Brabazon  showed  toward 
her. 

The  point  of  view  taken  of  Rosamund's  position 
by  every  one  in  the  play — the  point  of  view  taken 
of  it  by  Rosamund  herself— is  not  modern.  It 
smacks  of  the  brave  old  days  when  the  wife  who 
separated  from  a  brutal  and  inhuman  husband  was 
forever  disgraced,  and  passed  the  remainder  of  her 
blighted  life  in  dejected  seclusion.  It  is  an  ob- 
solete point  of  view  to  regard  one's  self  as  pre- 
destined to  creep  through  life  in  the  shadow  of  a 
progenitor's  disgrace.  Rosamund's  attitude  of 
acceptance  of  the  weight  of  her  mother's  sins  is 
neither  brave,  self-respecting,  nor  fine.  We  have 
reached  the  stage  where  we  know  that  each  one 
has  a  right  to  his  own  life.  Because  an  unfortunate 
parent  has  committed  a  fault,  or  made  a  mistake, 
is  not  a  reason  why  a  child  should  consider  her- 
self blighted  also.  It  is  singular  that  such  absurd 
reasoning  should  ever  have  been  accepted.  We 
tear  ourselves  to  pieces  for  a  cause,  and  in  the  next 
decade  they  prove  our  cause  to  have  been  mere 
folly. 

So  all  Rosamund's  agony  and  tribulation  seem  to 
us  unnecessary.  Even  considering  heredity  and  all 
the  tremendous  importance  given  to  it  by  the 
French  novelists,  who  would  have  us  think  every- 
thing we  do  is  done  because  the  blood  of  our  ances- 
tors wills  us  that  way,  Rosamund  had  no  right  to 
think  herself  unfit  to  marry  Ned  Annersley.  On 
the  contrary,  she  should  have  told  old  Brabazon 
that  she  was  sorry  he  was  so  prejudiced  against 
her,  that  she  was  not  responsible  for  her  parentage, 
that  she  would  marry  Ned  and  make  him  an  excel- 
lent wife,  and  probably — but  she  would  not  have 
said  this — would  support  him  by  her  singing  for  the 
rest  of  their  lives,  as  Ned  was  just  the  sort  of 
amiable,  helpless,  well-intentioned  man  who  would 
never  make  a  dollar,  but  be  always  loving  and  fond 
and  faithful  to  the  wife  who  supported  him.  But, 
if  she  had  said  this,  what  would  happen  to  Mr. 
Grundy's  play  ?  If  people  in  plays  and  novels 
always  acted  like  rational,  sensible  human  beings, 
the  supply  of  dramatic  and  imaginative  literature 
would  dwindle  down  to  the  works  of  Ibsen  and 
W.  D.  Howells.  We  must  have  our  courage 
kept  up  by  seeing  people  on  the  stage  doing  idiotic, 
imbecile  things  and  always  coming  out  on  top  be- 
fore the  end  of  the  play. 

Much  of  the  attractiveness  and  charm  which  per- 
vades the  character  of  Rosamund  are  due  to  Miss 
Allen's  acting.  Miss  Allen  is  one  of  the  younger 
American  actresses  who  possesses  personal  charm 
and  decided  talent.  It  is  quite  a  good  many  years 
ago  that  she  came  here  with  the  great  Salvini,  in 
that  engagement  which  he  alludes  to  in  his  auto- 
biography as  one  of  the  few  unsuccessful  engage- 
ments he  played  in  this  country.  Miss  Allen  was 
very  young  and  extremely  pretty  then,  and  made  a 
capital  foil  for  the  great  Italian  in  his  massive, 
deep-voiced  majesty.  Pictures  that  she  made  in 
that  series  of  memorable  performances  will  remain 
in  the  memory  like  a  series  of  beautiful  vignettes  : 
that  terrible  one  when  the  mad  King  Lear,  with  his 
three  awesome  cries  of  "  Howl — howl — howl !  "  en- 
ters with  the  dead  Cordelia  in  his  arms,  her  head 
hanging  over  his  arm  till  her  long,  yellow  curls 
brushed  the  floor  ;  another  one  when,  as  Valeria, 
the  wife  of  Coriolanus,  she  sat  working  over  her 
embroidery,  content  to  be  the  docile  and  self- 
effacing  wife,  who  took  so  small  a  place  in  the  stern 
heart  of  her  patriot  husband  ;  again,  as  the  beauti- 
ful Venetian,  Brabantio's  daughter,  murmuring  her 
swan-song  of  "willow — willow,"  while  Emilia,  the 
voluble,  the  coarse,  the  impetuous  and  faithful, 
threw  in  her  caustic  comment  or  her  word  of  rough 
comfort. 

It  is  a  long  way  from  these  classic  parts  to  the 
portraying  of  such  a  melodramatic  and  emotional 
type  as  Rosamund.  The  more  modern  character 
suits  Miss  Allen  best.  She  is  more  a  modern  than 
a  classic  actress,  and  her  style,  in  its  soft  and  plaint- 
ive sweetness,  is  better  fitted  for  the  pathetic  hero- 
ine of  the  contemporaneous  melodrama  than  the 
goddess-like  heroine  of  the  Elizabethan  tragedy. 
It  is  greatly  to  Miss  Allen's  credit  that  she  man- 
ages, in  portraying  Rosamund,  to  keep  the  charac- 
ter always  just  off  the  borders  of  the  sentimental, 
toward  which  it  distinctly  inclines.  There  are  a 
good  many  lines  assigned  to  Rosamand  which,  in 
the  mouth  of  an  actress  less  blessed  with  the  power 
of  pathos,  would  be  mawkish  and  sickly.  The 
continual  allusions  of  Rosamund  to  the  wretched- 
ness of  her  youth,  the  hopelessness  of  her  fate, 
and  the -melancholy  of  lier  life,  are  often  on  the 
very  edge  of  that  self-admiring,  picturesque  con- 
sciousness of  martyrdom  which  is  the  destruction 
of  all  true  feeling  and  pathos.  But  Miss  Allen 
steers  clear  of  the  shoals,  and,  by  the  magic  of  a 
charming  presence,  a  soft  voice,  and  a  sensitive 
delicacy  of  style,  keeps  the  character  of  B£b£ 
Brabant's  much-enduring  daughter  at  the  proper 
pitch  between  false  sentiment  on  the  one  hand  and 
hysterical  heroics  on  the  other. 


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Gentle  treatment  assured. 


STAGE    GOSSIP. 


They  have  a  new  sensation  in  Paris.  It  originated 
at  the  Chat  Noir  and  represented  a  young  girl  get- 
ting up  in  the  morning.  The  Alcazar — not  to  be 
outdone — has  the  young  girl  going  to  bed.  It  is 
very  realistic. 

The  "living  picture"  craze,  which  has  been  the 
only  thing,  outside  of  the  big  companies,  that  has 
been  successful  in  New  York  this  year,  is  to  be  in- 
troduced here  at  the  Tivoli  Opera  House  on  Mon- 
day, August  20th,  in  connection  with  a  revival  of 
Gilbert  and  Sullivan's  "  Iolanthe." 

John  Drew  will  appear  next  year  in  the  r61e 
Charles  Wyndham  has  played  in  the  English  pro- 
duction of  Henry  Arthur  Jones's  "  The  Bauble 
Shop  " — that  of  the  member  of  Parliament  who 
falls  in  love  with  a  factory-girl  and  discusses  with 
her  whether  or  not  his  intentions  are  honorable. 

Frederic  Bond,  who  used  to  be  with  Daly,  is  the 
newest  aspirant  for  the  honors  of  being  a  star.  He 
has  been  at  the  head  of  Shaw's  Comedy  Company 
for  two  summer  seasons  in  Washington,  and  has 
had  such  diversified  roles  as  Perkyn  Middlewick  in 
"  Our  Boys  "  and  Adonis  Evergreen  in  "  My  Awful 
Dad."  His  new  repertoire,  however,  has  not  been 
announced. 

The  latest  development  of  theatrical  manage- 
ment is  the  purchase  of  "options"  on  unpro- 
duced  plays.  Mr.  Frohman  introduced  the  cus- 
tom. He  has  secured  the  right  to  produce  several 
plays  now  being  written,  if  he  sees  fit  to  do  so  after 
their  production  in  Paris  or  New  York.  An  En- 
glish manager,  too,  has  purchased  similar  rights  to 
an  unproduced  American  play. 

"  Liberty  Hall,"  which  was  one  of  the  three  or 
four  noted  successes  of  last  winter  in  New  York, 
where  it  ran  more  than  one  hundred  nights,  will  be 
done  by  the  Empire  Theatre  Company  at  the  Bald- 
win next  week.  Henry  Miller  and  Viola  Allen  have 
the  leading  r61es,  but  the  cast  calls  also  for  the  best 
people  in  the  company.  "Liberty  Hall"  is  to  be 
kept  on  only  one  week,  "Gudgeons"  following  it 
on  Monday,  August  20th. 

Alfred  Cellier's  pretty  opera,  "  Dorothy,"  is  to  be 
sung  at  the  Tivoli  Opera  House  next  week.  Tillie 
Salinger  will  have  the  title-role  ;  Alice  Neilson  will 
be  the  Lydia  ;  Mary  P.  Thompson  will  make  her 
first  appearance  with  the  company  in  the  r61e  of 
Phyllis  ;  George  Olmi  will  be  the  Squire  Bantam  ; 
Dunbar,  the  Wilder  ;  John  J.  Raffael  will  make  his 
first  appearance  at  the  Tivoli  as  Sherwood  ;  and 
the  other  characters  will  be  taken  by  Fanny 
Young,  Irene  Mull,  Phil  Branson,  Ed  Torpi,  and 
Ferris  Hartmah. 

Oscar  Wilde's  social  comedy,  "  Lady  Winder- 
mere's Fan,"  is  to  be  given  at  the  California  The- 
atre next  week,  The  cast  of  characters  will  be  as 
follows  : 

Lord  Windermere,  Frank  Gilmore  ;  Lord  Darlington, 
Edward  Emery;  Lord  Augustus  Lorton,  Robert  Jen- 
kins ;  Mr.  Charles  Dumby,  John  Archer ;  Mr.  Cecil 
Graham,  Clifford  Leigh  ;  Mr.  Hopper,  Walter  S.  Dol- 
man ;  Parker,  a  butler,  James  Loan ;  Mrs.  Erlynne, 
Olive  L.  Oliver ;  Lady  Windermere,  Laura  Gilvray ; 
the  Duchess  of  Berwick,  Nita  Sykes ;  Lady  Plymdale, 
Leona  Clarke  ;  Lady  Stutfield,  Minna  Nixon ;  Mrs. 
Cowper  Cowper,  Margaret  Yates ;  Lady  Jedberg,  Mrs. 
Fairmont ;  Lady  Agatha  Carlisle,  Louise  Douglass ; 
Rosalie,  Etta  Morris. 

Mme.  Calve1  is  not  coming  to  America  this  year. 
Her  Carmen  was  the  strongest  card  in  the  Metro- 
politan Company's  hand,  but  Emma  Eames,  Z^lie 
de  Lussan,  and  Sibyl  Sanderson  will  more  than 
fill  her  place,  while  she  will  make  the  most  extra- 
ordinary tour  of  Europe  ever  undertaken  by  an 
operatic  artist,  who  are  notoriously  lovers  of  their 
ease.  She  intends  to  marry  soon,  and,  as  she 
wants  to  have  her  future  nest  nicely  feathered,  her 
itinerary  has  been  made  out  so  as  to  bring  the 
largest  possible  number  of  ducats  to  her  coffers. 
She  goes  to  Sweden  and  Norway  in  the  fall,  thence 
to  Paris,  and  from  there  to  Rome.  After  that,  she 
will  return  to  Paris  for  fifteen  days,  and  will  then 
leave  for  Madrid.  From  Madrid  she  will  take  a 
long  trip  to  St.  Petersburg  and  Moscow.  Upon 
the  completion  of  a  short  engagement  at  Moscow, 
she  will  go  to  Vienna,  thence  to  London,  and  back 
to  Paris  again. 

Of  the  Handel  Festival,  which  has  just  taken 
place  in  London,  an  English  exchange  says  : 

"  The  Handel  Festival  has  come  and  gone,  and  for  an- 
other three  years  we  shall  not  be  privileged  to  enjoy  the 
glorious  choral  feast  that  is  served  up  on  these  unique  oc- 
casions. The  gathering  of  1894  proved,  as  we  antici- 
pated, both  interesting  and  successful.  It  will  be  memor- 
able from  the  fact  that  in  this  year  the  total  number  of 
persons  attending  the  festivals  from  the  start  passed  the 
enormous  figure  of  one  million.  The  perfect  weather,  of 
course,  contributed  immensely  to  the  general  enjoyment 
of  the  festival,  besides  enhancing  the  brilliancy  of  what 
may  be  termed  its  social  aspect.  The  sun  poured  its  wel- 
come rays  on  the  great  glass  building  from  first  to  last ; 
the  ladies  put  on  their  lightest  and  brightest  summer 
attire,  and  the  coup  (Call  of  the  central  transept,  espe- 
cially as  seen  from  the  galleries,  was,  as  of  yore,  marvel- 
ous and  unapproachable. 

"We  fully  indorse  the  opinion  which  has  been  pretty 
generally  expressed  that  the  choir  was  the  finest  that  ever 
sang  at  a  Handel  Festival.  The  contraltos  were  especially 
fine  ;  next  to  them  came  the  splendid  body  of  788  basses  ; 
then  the  sopranos  and  tenors  on  about  the  same  level.  The 
balance,  however,  was  faultlessly  even,  and  such  precision, 
such  vigor  of  attack,  such  purity  of  intonation,  and  such 
delicate  regard  for  nuances   have  never  been  surpassed 


on  the  Handel  orchestra.  None  of  the  old  points  were 
missed  in  the 'Messiah'  and  'Israel,'  and  at  least  two 
new  ones  were  scored  on  the  Selection  Day  in  the 
choruses  from  'Deborah'  and  '  Jephthah,'  now  added  for 
the  first  time  to  the  repertory.  'Whatever  is,  is  right,' 
may  under  ordinary  circumstances  sound  a  somewhat 
dogmatical,  not  to  say  questionable,  utterance ;  but,  as 
thundered  forth  from  three  thousand  throats  with  a  simul- 
taneous crash  in  the  'Jephthah'  chorus,  it  is  not  only 
grand,  but  unanswerable.  The  effect  was  new,  strange, 
and  convincing. 

"  It  was  a  wonderful  orchestra — larger  by  some  twenty 
players  than  that  of  the  preceding  festival,  and  as  regards 
balance,  if  nothing  else,  a  decidedly  superior  combina- 
tion. One  or  two  writers  have  found  fault  with  the 
strings,  but  they  must  be  rather  difficult  to  please.  We 
can  not  imagine  a  richer  or  more  satisfying  quality  of 
tone  than  was  displayed  by  the  two  hundred  and  twenty- 
three  violins  in  that  remarkable  performance  of  the 
Sonata  in  A.  Concerning  the  soloists,  little  need  be 
said.  Mr.  Edward  Lloyd  and  Mr.  Santley  won  their  old 
triumphs  over  again,  and  Mme.  Albani  sang — well,  as  she 
always  does  sing  Handel — quite  in  a  way  of  her  own. 
The  new-comers  were  Messrs.  Ben  Davies,  Andrew 
Black,  Norman  Salmond,  Mme.  Melba,  Miss  Ella  Russell, 
and  Miss  Clara  Butt  " 

"  Mirette,"  a  new  romantic  opera  by  Andre" 
Messager,  has  been  successfully  produced  at  the 
Savoy  Theatre  in  London.  Courtice  Pounds  has 
one  of  the  leading  r61es,  and  the  principal  female 
part  is  in  the  hands  of  Miss  Maud  EUicott,  a  de- 
cidedly pretty  girl  whom  Clement  Scott  discovered 
in  India.  She  is  an  Eurasian,  the  daughter  of  an 
English  officer  and  a  half-caste  mother.  She  was 
singing  in  "  Iolanthe,"  in  Calcutta,  and  the  famous 
London  critic  introduced  himself  and  begged  her 
to  come  to  England.  She  had  studied  in  the  old 
country,  but  had  never  made  a  professional  ap- 
pearance there.  But  some  months  later  she  turned 
up  at  Scott's  door  in  London,  and  he  introduced 
her  to  D'Oyley  Carte.  She  was  engaged  for  the 
Savoy,  as  understudy  to  Miss  vfancy  Macintosh, 
and  made  her  d£but  in  "  Utopia"  during  Miss 
Macintosh's  brief  illness.  Marie  Tempest,  Lillian 
Russell,  and  Ai'da  Jenoure  were  spoken  of  for  the 
title-r61e  in  "  Mirette,"  but  Miss  Ellicott  was  en- 
gaged. Two  days  after  her  successful  appearance 
in  the  opera  she  was  married  to  Arthur  Willey,  a 
young  London  barrister. 


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The  recent  attempt  made  by  the  British  naval 
officials  to  hush  up  what  would  have  furnished  ma- 
terial for  a  scandal  of  unusual  dimensions  has 
apparently  been  successful.  The  real  state  of 
affairs  (according  to  Truth)  was  that  in  more  than 
one  vessel  of  war  females  dressed  in  male  attire 
had  been  acting  as  officers'  private  servants.  Rumor 
even  went  so  far  as  to  say  that  some  of  these  girls 
were  highly  connected.  The  affair  revives  the 
recollections  of  many  cases  of  women  in  breeches. 
It  is  said  that  quite  a  number  of  women  dis- 
guised as  men  were  discovered  in  the  United  States 
Army  of  the  Potomac.  The  late  Colonel  Burnaby 
told  of  the  discovery  of  a  woman  who  served  as  a 
soldier  in  the  ranks  of  the  army  of  Don  Carlos  in 
1874.  She  wore  the  uniform  and  lived  and  fought 
just  as  the  other  soldiers,  but  a  priest  in  whose 
parish  she  had  lived  identified  her.  Don  Carlos  re- 
moved her  to  the  nurses'  quarters.  In  Australia, 
not  so  many  years  ago,  there  was  a  woman  who 
traveled  under  the  alias  of  Edward  de  Lacy  Evans. 
For  years  she  was  a  miner  at  Bendigo.  She  is 
stated  to  have  been  married  as  a  man  three  times. 
The  career  of  Mary  Ann  Talbot  contains  a  still 
further  flavor  of  romance.  She  was  the  reputed 
daughter  of  the  Earl  of  Talbot,  and  at  fourteen 
years  she  fell  into  the  hands  of  a  certain  Captain 
Bowen,  of  the  royal  navy,  who  took  her  to  San 
Domingo,  disguised  as  a  page-boy.  When  Cap- 
tain Bowen  was  killed,  Mary  Ann  entered  the 
French  navy.  She  then  entered  the  American 
merchant  marine.  She  quickly — of  course,  still  in 
male  disguise — became  a  favorite  with  the  captain 
of  the  vessel,  and  he  took  her  home  with  him.  His 
niece  fell  in  love  with  the  pretty  sailor  boy,  as  she 
considered  him,  and  proposed  marriage  herself.  It 
was  arranged  that  the  marriage  should  be  cele- 
brated on  the  sailor's  return  from  the  next  voyage. 
Landing  in  England,  Mary  Ann  was  arrested  as  a 
deserter  from  the  British  navy,  and  to  escape 
further  service,  she  confessed  her  sex.  The  then 
Duke  of  York  procured  for  her  a  pension,  and  she 
received  numerous  and  handsome  presents  from 
him  and  from  others.  It  is  strikingly  noticeable 
that  many  of  these  Amazons  were  fatally  attractive 
to  their  own  sex. 

In  Europe,  and  especially  in  France,  there  is 
among  fashionable  people  a  species  of  code  in  the 
use  of  sealing-wax  {says  Vogue).  The  white  article 
is  used  for  communications  relating  to  weddings  ; 
black  for  mourning  correspondence  ;  violet  for  ex- 
pressions of  sympathy  ;  chocolate  for  invitations  to 
dinner  ;  red  for  business  letters  ;  ruby  for  the 
billets-doux  of  engaged  lovers  ;  green  for  lovers 
not  yet  affianced  ;  and  brown  for  refusals  of  offers 
of  marriage.  Blue  symbolizes  constancy,  yellow 
sealing-wax  jealousy,  and  pale  green  reproaches. 
School-girls  seal  their  letters  with  pink  wax  and  in- 
timate friends  use  gray.  The  use  of  blue  wax  was 
formerly  restricted  to  royalty,  a  superfluous  pro- 
vision owing  to  the  difficulty  of  imparting  this  color 
to  sealing-wax,  for  the  reason  that  vegetable  dyes, 
when  united  with  wax,  become  greenish.  There 
is,  however,  on  record  a  patent  or  decree  issued  by 
one  of  the  German  emperors  of  the  eighteenth 
century,  granting  to  one  of  his  courtiers  the  privi- 
lege of  using  blue  wax  for  sealing  his  letters  as  a 
token  of  special  favor. 


The  craze  for  amusement  which  formerly  per- 
vaded but  a  small  and  foolish  portion  of  the  world 
has  spread  with  an  appalling  downward  tendency 
(writes  Lady  Violet  Greville  in  the  Humanitarian), 
leavening  the  middle  and  even  the  lower  classes, 
destroying  the  balance  of  weak  minds  and  acting 
like  poison  on  the  younger  generation.  We  see 
traces  of  it  in  the  newspapers,  the  theatre,  and 
more  especially  in  the  domain  of  fiction  written  by 
women.  The  revolt  of  the  fair  sex  expressed 
herein  meets  with  the  approval  of  women,  and, 
though  directed  theoretically  against  the  male  sex, 
is  yet  practically  a  revolt  against  duty,  against 
work  lexcept  such  as  is  undertaken  for  the  worker's 
own  satisfaction),  and  especially  against  the  claims 
of  domesticity.  The  modern  woman  dislikes  mar- 
riage ;  not  because  of  the  higher  form  of  intellect- 
ual life  which  she  wishes  to  lead,  and  to  which  the 
joys  and  duties  of  marrgage  might  be  a  bar,  but  be- 
cause of  its  ties,  of  the  husband's  wishes,  of  the 
wants  of  the  children,  and  the  innumerable  de- 
mands it  makes  on  unselfishness.  But  it  is  not  the 
real  working  woman  who  rebels  against  maternity, 
against  domesticity,  against  lawful  love  and  natural 
ties.  The  mere  butterfly  life  of  society  is  led  by 
hundreds  of  women  who  could  turn  to  better 
things  ;  who  are  rich,  and  young,  and  prosperous  ; 
who  dress  wildly  and  foolishly  to  outvie  their 
sisters  ;  who  take  lovers  out  of  vanity,  and  clutch  at 
money  like  courtesans  in  order  to  meet  unnecessary 
liability  and  reckless  extravagance.  Their  frivol- 
ity exhausts  their  vitality  ;  they  become  neurotic 
victims  of  disease,  unhappy,  discontented,  restless, 
and  then  they  rail  against  the  fate  of  women. 


"  The  other  day,  1  had  to  go  down  to  a  place  on 
the  New  Jersey  coast,"  says  a  New  York  lawyer, 
quoted  in  the  Tribune.  "  My  sister  and  my  wife's 
sister  were  visiting  us,  so  I  took  the  three  of  them. 
My  business  was  quickly  disposed  of,  and  we  went 


for  a  walk  on  the  beach,  and  they  insisted  on  going 
in  the  surf.  It  was  a  little  bit  of  a  place,  with  a 
summer  hotel,  but  we  managed  to  get  bathing-suits 
for  them.  But  they  hadn't  any  bathing-stockings. 
I  was  sent  to  find  some.  There  was  only  a  little 
country  store  there,  and  the  stockings  the  proprietor 
had  weren't  just  the  kind  that  I  had  been  paying  for 
ever  since  I  was  married.  But,  though  they  were 
heavy  things,  rough  and  ribbed,  they  were  the  only 
ones  I  could  get.  So  I  bought  them  and  marched 
back  to  the  sea.  When  I  handed  them  over  to  the 
girls,  a  look  of  dismay  spread  over  their  faces,  and 
they  held  them  out  gingerly,  but  they  thanked  me 
for  my  trouble,  and  went  to  their  bath-houses,  say- 
ing nothing  to  one  another.  I  was  waiting  outside 
for  them,  in  the  bathing-suit  which  I  had  secured 
for  myself,  when  the  first  of  the  girls  came  out.  It 
was  my  sister  Joe,  and  I  saw  at  a  glance  that  the 
stockings  she  had  on  were  not  the  stockings  I  had 
bought  in  the  country  store.  They  were  long, 
beautiful  silk  things  that  were  works  of  art.  Next 
came  my  sister-in-law,  Cora,  adorned  with  an 
equally  beautiful  pair  of  stockings,  and,  right  be- 
hind her  my  wife  embellished  in  the  same  splendid 
way.  They  looked  at  one  another,  and  all  burst 
out  laughing.  No  one  of  them  had  been  able  to 
resist  the  temptation  to  wear  the  better  stockings 
with  their  bathing-dresses." 


Mrs.  Lynn  Linton,  the  English  novelist,  has 
been  giving  the  world  her  impressions  of  traveling 
Americans,  not  the  least  interesting  of  whom  are 
"the  queer  'grass  widows '  who  abound  abroad — 
those  pretty,  well-dressed,  free-mannered  young 
married  women,  who  have  left  husband  and  child 
behind  them  in  America,  and  who  profess  un- 
bounded love  for  both  and  infinite  weariness  and 
longing  for  a  reunion,  which  does  not  prevent  their 
sitting  out  in  the  garden  to  a  late  hour  of  the  night 
in  close  confidential  talk  with  a  handsome,  well- 
set-up  English  officer.  These  '  grass  widows'  who 
have  come  to  Europe  on  lengthened  visits  for  their 
own  pleasure,  yet  who  continually  speak  of  the 
husband  as  the  one  being  they  most  adore,  are  a 
common  feature  in  the  traveling  American  world, 
and  they  are  difficult  to  locate.  Who  are  they  ? 
What  are  they  doing  here  alone  ?  Why  have  they 
left  their  own  home  and  belongings  in  this  strangely 
irresponsible  way  ?  We  are  bound  to  say  that,  if 
they  are  undesirable  acquaintances,  they  mask  the 
inner  fact  under  an  outer  appearance  of  such  guile- 
less boldness  and  the  very  simplicity  of  innocent 
assurance  as  to  put  Mrs.  Grundy  into  a  tight  place. 
For  it  would  almost  seem  as  if  her  code  of  morals 
were  simply  criminally  suspicious,  and  that  to  con- 
demn these  artless  innocents  were  to  show  herself 
of  a  corrupt  and  unclean  imagination." 


The  wives  of  army  and  naval  officers  stationed  in 
Washington  have  it  in  their  power  (says  the  Wash- 
ington Post)  to  bring  their  better  halves  to  terms 
in  a  manner  that  their  less  fortunately  located 
sisters  upon  the  plains  and  in  out-of-the-way  ports 
can  not  avail  themselves  of.  A  well-known  naval 
officer,  whose  record  shows  him  to  have  had  a  very 
large  apportionment  of  sea  duty,  is  blissfully  un- 
aware to  this  day  that  he  owes  that  fact  to  his  wife, 
to  whom,  when  at  home,  he  was  not  inclined  to  be 
indulgent.  She  was  an  influential  little  body,  and 
finally  it  became  apparent  that  the  invariable  out- 
come of  the  husband's  obstinate  refusal  to  allow 
her  to  give  some  entertainment  upon  which  she  had 
set  her  heart  was  his  immediately  receiving  orders 
detailing  him  to  sea  duty.  Instances  in  which 
wives  have  had  their  husbands  ordered  to  sea  or 
out-of-the-way  places  at  posts  where  it  was  almost 
impossible  for  their  families  to  be  accommodated, 
when  prolonged  sprees  have  followed  upon  their 
being  stationed  in  Washington,  are  too  numerous 
to  be  accounted  in  any  way  remarkable.  There  are 
many  reasons  other  than  official  ones  why  officers 
have  been  ordered  away  from  Washington  within 
the  last  half-dozen  years.  Not  the  least  interesting 
of  these  was  the  case  of  two  naval  officers  who 
elected  to  pay  attention  to  the  same  handsome 
young  matron.  The  rivalry  finally  reached  such  a 
point  that  the  senior  officer,  unable  longer  to  en- 
dure the  presence  of  the  attractive  young  lieutenant, 
hit  upon  the  plan  of  having  him  ordered  to  sea. 
As  one  of  the  vessels  for  the  relief  of  some  Arctic 
explorers  was  just  about  setting  out,  the  lieutenant 
was  given  the  opportunity  to  cool  down  his  ardor  by 
a  voyage  in  polar  waters. 


The  stern  fiat  has  been  pronounced  against  the 
French  maid.  Paulines,  Suzettes,  and  Sophies  by 
the  score,  with  their  deft  fingers,  dainty  ways, 
caressing  voices,  and  most  pure  of  Parisian  accents, 
have  been  replaced  (says  Demorest's  Magazine)  by 
middle  -  aged  Englishwomen.  Pauline  evidently 
went  a  step  too  far  in  her  quarrels  below  stairs,  her 
flirtations  with  the  butler,  and  the  pilfering  of  petty 
trifles.  Her  once  devoted  mistress  has  at  last  found 
a  true  treasure  in  Hollis,  her  English  maid.  Hollis 
is  a  staid  and  stately  person,  no  longer  in  her  first 
youth,  and  though  she  can  not  embroider  madam's 
filmy  mouckoirs  and  underlinen,  tie  the  sweetest 
bow-knot  in  a  trice,  chatter  the  gayest  gossip  in  the 
most  faultless  accent,  and  pay  madam  the  neatest 
little  compliments,  she  is  a  remarkably  capable  per- 
son. She  has  brought  a  recommendation  from 
some  titled  English  lady,  who  affirms  that  Hollis  is 


a  faultless  traveler  and  does  hair  very  well,  also 
plain  sewing.  The  American  mistress  finds 
all  that,  true.  Hollis  is  not  ill  a  day  at  sea, 
she  is  something  of  a  masseuse,  and  she  is 
worth  an  army  of  men  on  journeys.  She  is  a 
stern,  but  perfect  chaperon  ;-she  knows  all  about 
getting  tickets,  checking  luggage,  booking  at  hotels, 
tipping  other  servants,  and  getting  her  rights. 
There  is  a  class  of  English  maids  in  New  York 
who  only  attend  ladies  when  traveling.  Some  of 
them  have  been  all  over  the  world,  up  the  Nile, 
across  Russia,  and  even  to  the  Chinese  wall  ;  and 
once  in  the  hands  of  one  of  these  women,  one  can 
travel  in  joy  and  peace.  They  are  engaged  to 
accompany  young  ladies  as  chaperons  when  trips 
are  to  be  made,  and  rarely  ask  for  employment  in 
a  settled  position.  Of  course  they  receive  high 
wages  and  all  their  expenses  paid. 


The  struggles  of  Mr.  Bradley  to  keep  the  bath- 
ing-gowns  of  the  women  of  Asbury  Park  up  to  the 
standard  of  decency  which  he  has  himself  set,  has 
kept  him  in  hot  water  for  the  past  three  seasons. 
They  still  insist  (says  the  Sun)  upon  making  calls 
and  shopping  in  their  bathing-suits,  and,  what  is 
more,  they  have  adopted  the  plan  of  cutting  their 
suits  low  in  the  neck  and  short  in  the  sleeves,  in 
spite  of  the  Bradley  protests.  With  these  abbre- 
viated garments,  however,  they  are  not  permitted 
to  bathe  in  Mr.  Bradley's  section  of  the  ocean,  and 
so  they  go  further  along  to  Ocean  Grove.  While 
the  founder  has  been  struggling  with  the  bathing 
problem,  the  bicycle  girls  have  set  him  by  the  ears. 
Three  girls,  each  wearing  a  Mother  Hubbard  gown, 
while  riding  down  the  board  walk,  a  few  days  ago, 
went  by  Mr.  Bradley  with  their  noses  in  the  air 
and  every  sign  of  rebellion  in  their  faces.  The 
wind  was  blowing  briskly  and  the  Mother  Hub- 
bards  were  of  flimsy  material.  The  founder  was 
shocked,  and  he  went  into  the  general  subject  of 
bicycle  costumes  with  the  deacons.  A  lot  of  fem- 
inine riders  now  wear  bloomers,  and  a  few  of  the 
more  venturesome  cut  their  bloomers  so  taut  that 
they  are  practically  knee-breeches.  The  girls  wear 
heavy  stockings,  through  which  the  mosquitoes 
find  it  difficult  to  bite,  and  patent-leather  slippers. 
They  come  from  all  the  neighboring  towns  in 
Jersey,  and  it  is  generally  believed  that  the  found- 
er's efforts  with  the  bicycle  riders  will  be  even  less 
successful  than  his  efforts  with  the  bathing  girls. 


MuRiw^ji^Ns 


500,000 


Miss  Emily  L.  Gerry,  probably  the  only  surviving 
child  of  a  signer  of  the  Declaration  I  Eltridge  Gerry I, 
has  celebrated  her  ninety-second  birthday  in  New 
Haven,  where  she  has  lived  for  half  a  century. 


Gallons  of  pure,  heated  salt- 
water pumped*  daily  into  the 
gigantic  swimming  tank, 

LURLINE  BATHS 


CORRESPONDENT  FOR  NEWSPAPER  WORK 

Wanted  in  every  town.     Either  sex.     Xo  in- 
terference witn.  present  employment. 
UNITED  STATES  PRESS   ASSX..  Chicago,  111. 


The  advertiser  gets  more  for  his  money 
now  than  formerly,  because  the  greater 
attractions  of  the  newspapers  increase  the 
number  of  newspaper  readers,  and,  be- 
sides, the  newspapers  are  read  more  thor- 
oughly now  than  ever  before.  The  ad- 
vertising columns  are  an  interesting  feat- 
ure of  well-conducted  newspapers,  and 
are  read  about  as  generally  as  the  news 
columas. — Savannah  fGa.J  Neius. 


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THE        ARGONAUT. 


August  13,  1894. 


ANTIDOTE    FOR    COWARDICE. 


Just  before  the  battle  of  Antietam,  five  recruits 
came  down  for  my  company.  There  were  no 
bounty  jumpers  at  that  stage  of  the  war,  although 
the  courage  and  patriotism  of  some  of  the  re- 
cruits could  not  be  vouched  for.  One  of  the  five 
new  men  was  named  Danforth  ;  a  farmer's  son, 
fresh  from  the  corn-fields.  As  we  took  up  our  line 
of  march  to  meet  Lee,  this  young  fellow  came  to 
me  and  said : 

"  See  here,  sergeant,  I  guess  I've  made  a  mis- 
take." 

' '  How  so  ?  "  I  inquired. 

"  I  hain't  got  no  sand.    I  alius  thought  I  had,  but 
when  I  come  down  here  and  see  what  war  is,  I  find 
I  hain't  got  the  spunk  of  a  rabbit." 
"That's  bad." 

"  So  'tis  ;  but  it's  jest  the  way  I  feel,"  the  young 
farmer  responded,  soberly.  "We're  goin'  to  have 
a  fight  by  'n'  bye,  an'  I  know  what'll  happen.  I 
shall  bolt  as  sure  as  preachin'." 

"  Then  you'll  be  called  a  coward  and  disgraced 
forever." 

"  I  know  it,  an'  I  don't  want  to  do  it,"  said  Dan- 
forth ;  "  but  I  shall,  unless  you  can  help  me." 
"  What  can  I  do  for  you  ?  " 

"  Wal,  if  I  can  git  mad,  I'll  be  all  right  an'  forgit 
I'm  scart.  Now  if  you'll  keep  your  eye  on  me,  an' 
as  soon's  as  we  git  within  five  miles  o'  Lee's  army, 
give  me  a  stout  kick,  I  guess  I'll  stand  it." 

After  some  further  talk,  I  promised  Danforth  to 
give  him  a  kicking  if  he  showed  signs  of  running 
away.  We  were  in  Hooker's  corps,  and,  as  we 
moved  against  Jackson,  Danforth  came  up  to  me  : 
"Sergeant,  kick  me  or  I  shall  run!"  he  ex- 
claimed ;  "  I  haven't  got  sand  enough  to  see  a 
chicken  die." 

We  were  moving  through  the  timber,  and  I 
stepped  behind  him  and  "  lifted  "  him  as  hard  as  I 
could. 

He  shot  aside,  and  when  next  I  saw  him  we 
were  at  a  fence  on  the  edge  of  a  corn-field.  The 
firing  was  hot  and  men  were  falling  on  all  sides.  I 
had  just  fired  from  a  rest  on  the  top  rail,  when  Dan- 
forth came  up,  faced  the  other  way,  and  said  : 
"  More  kicks,  sergeant !     My  sand  is  going." 

I  kicked  him  again  with  a  good  deal  of  vigor. 
Just  then  we  got  the  order  to  advance,  and  he  was 
the  first  man  over  the  fence.  Half  an  hour  later 
we  were  driven  back,  considerably  disorganized, 
and  as  I  reached  the  fence  I  came  across  Danforth 
again.  He  had  a  Confederate  captain  by  the 
collar,  and  was  carrying  the  officer's  sword  in  his 
hand.     As  he  saw  me  he  called  out : 

"Sand  is  all  right,  sergeant.  No  more  kicks. 
As  soon  as  I  take  this  chap  to  the  rear,  I'm  going 
back  and  collar  old  Stonewall  himself,  or  die  try- 
ing !  " — New  York  Sun. 


Why  the  Sheriff  Didn't  Get  his  Man. 

The  new  deputy-sheriff  came  into  the  office  and 
laid  the  warrant  on  the  desk.  Then  he  went  and 
sat  down  by  the  fire-place  and  gave  a  deep  sigh. 

After  awhile  the  sheriff  came  in,  puffing  with  the 
exertion  of  climbing  the  steps. 

"  Hello  !  "  he  said.     "  Got  back,  did  you?" 

"  Yes,"  answered  the  deputy,  without  much 
spirit. 

"  Did  you  find  your  man  ?  " 

"  Oh,  yes  ;  I  found  him." 

"  Where  is  he?" 

"  Well,  I  found  him,  but  I  didn't  git  him." 

"  Got  away,  did  he  ?  " 

"  No,  not  partic'lar.  I  was  just  goin'  to  tell  you 
how  it  was.  When  I  got  out  there,  his  wife  said 
Ike  was  over  in  the  clearin*.  I  went  over  there  an' 
found  him. 

"  I  says  :  '  Howdy,  Ike  ?  ' 

"  He  says  :  '  Howdy.' 

"We  talked  awhile  about  things,  and  I  says: 
'  Ike,  I  got  a  little  writ  here  for  you  on  account  o' 
that  fightin'.' 

"He  said  he  'lowed  maybe  that  was  what  I 
wanted. 

"  We  talked  on  awhile  longer,  and  then  I  said  it 
was  time  we  was  goin'  ;  but  about  that  time  Ike 
set  down  agin  a  stump. 

"  He  said  he  was  tired. 

"  I  ordered  him  to  git  up,  an'  talked  with  him  an' 
reasoned  with  him,  an'  then  I  took  holt  of  him. 
You  know  how  big  he  is  ?  " 

"  What  did  he  do  then  ?  " 

"Oh,  he  didn't  do  nothin'.  He  just  continued, 
as  the  feller  says,  to  set  there.  I  couldn't  'a'  raised 
him  with  a  derrick. 

"  I  tell  you  what  I'll  do,"  continued  the  deputy, 
with  some  show  of  resolution,  "if  you  say  so,  I'll 
take  about  four  men  an'  a  team,  an'  go  back  there 
this  evenin'  to  see  if  he's  settin"  there  yet."— 
Chicago  Record. 

Golden  Silence. 
"I   made  five  hundred  dollars  once,"   said  the 
man  in  the  mackintosh,  "  by  merely  keeping    my 
mouth  shut." 

"Was  it  at  an  auction  ?"  asked  the  man  in  the 
slouch  hat. 
"No," 

'   High-priced  doctor   asked   you   to    show   him 
':  .:  tongue  and  you  didn't  do  it  ?"  ventured  the 
r,  who  had  his  feet  on  the  table. 


"  No.     It  was " 

"  Found  it  on  the  street,  and  didn't  say  a  word 
about  it  to  anybody  ?  "  suggested  the  man  behind 
the  green  goggles. 

"Do  it  on  a  bet?"  inquired  the  man  in  the 
shaggy  ulster. 

"  Burglar  asked  you  where  your  money  was  hid 
and  you  were  struck  speechless  and  couldn't  tell 
him  ?  "  hazarded  the  man  with  the  big  spot  of  gray 
in  his  mustache. 

"You  think  you're  pretty  smart,"  said  the  man 
in  the  mackintosh,  speaking  to  the  crowd  generally ; 
"  but  you're  not.  None  of  you  would  ever  guess 
it.  I  made  that  five  hundred  dollars  in  the  simplest 
way  in  the  world.  A  rich  old  uncle  who  was  visit- 
ing us  told  a  long  story  we'd  heard  him  tell  a  hun- 
dred times  before.  I  was  the  only  one  in  the  family 
that  didn't  yawn,  and  he  remembered  me  in  his 
will." — Chicago  Tribune. 


A  Difficult  Question. 
This  story  is  going  to  end  in  a  mystery. 
I  know  this,  because,  like  a  true  artist,  I  thought 
it  all  out  before  putting  pen  to  paper. 

It    was    the    evening    of    Arabella's    birthday  ; 
Alphonso,  her  betrothed,  was  with  her. 
They  were  very,  very  happy. 
Suddenly  a  bright  thought  struck  Alphonso. 
That  is  a  way  bright  thoughts  have. 
But  I  am  quite  willing  to  be  slugged  by  them. 
Bright  thoughts  are  worth  bright  dollars. 
But  to  our  tale. 
Quoth  Alphonso  : 
"  Darling  ?" 
Quoth  Arabella  : 
"  Yes,  darling." 

"  Isn't  this  your  birthday,  darling?  " 
"Yes,  dearest." 

"  Well,  pet,  I  propose  to  give  oo  a  kiss  for  every 
year  of  your  age." 
"  Oh,  darling  !  " 
They  embrace  rapturously. 
He  kisses  her  seven  times,  then  chortles  : 
"These  don't  count,   for  you   haven't  told   me 
your  age  yet.     How  old  is  my  darling  ?  " 
"  Oh,  darling  !  " 

"  How  old  is  my  ickle  tootsey  wootsey  ?  " 
Here  began  a  great  struggle  in  Arabella's  mind. 
She  had  reached  that  age  when  she  wished  to  be 
thought  several  years  younger. 

That  is  likewise  the    age    when   an   unwedded 
maiden  most  keenly  appreciates  kisses. 
She  did  not  want  to  tell  him  her  real  age. 
She  wanted  all  the  kisses  she  could  get. 
Here,  gentle  reader,  is  the  mystery  foretold  ex- 
clusively in  our  first  line. 

Did  she  claim  all  the  kisses  to  which  she  was  en- 
titled, or  not  ? — New  York  Truth, 


Could  Talk  Bostonese  if  Necessary. 

The  pampered  child  of  luxury  from  Boston  was 
caught  over  night  in  a  rough  town  in  Montana.  In 
the  dining-room  he  was  waited  on  by  a  kindly  cow- 
boy waiter  who  had  seen  better  days. 

' '  Have  you  any  lobster  a  la-newberg  ?  "  he  asked, 
when  he  had  been  informed  there  was  no  soup. 

"  Naw  ;  but  ther's  some  lobster  a  la  can,  if  the 
cat  hain't  et  it." 

"  Have  you  any  pate1  de  foi  gras  ?  " 

"  Naw  ;  the  dry  weather  killed  it  all  off." 

"  Have  you  any  sweetbreads  and  peas  ?  " 

"  Nary  one;  hain't  got  any  kind  of  bread  but 
sody  biscuit." 

"  Have  you  any  terrapin  ?  " 

The  waiter  could  not  stand  it  any  longer. 

"  Lookee  here,  young  feller,"  he  said,  pulling  up 
a  chair  and  resting  his  elbows  on  the  table  very 
familiarly,  "you  ain't  built  fer  Montana  feed. 
What  you  ought  to  do  is  to  go  back  to  Boston  and 
live  on  the  fundamental  concepts  of  modern  phil- 
osophic thought  and  beans."'  And  the  gentleman 
from  Boston  was  utterly  paralyzed. — Detroit  Free 
Press. 


A  Mystery  Explained. 

Briggs — I  called  on  that  girl  last  night  that  you 
introduced  me  to. 

Griggs— Did  you? 

Briggs — Yes.  And  she's  a  nice  girl,  old  fellow, 
but  she  treated  me  very  strangely. 

Griggs— How  so? 

Briggs — Will  you  believe  it,  she  showed  me  into 
the  dining-room,  said  she  really  hoped  I  would  ex- 
cuse her.     No  other  room  in  order,  etc. 

Griggs — Well,  that  was  rather  strange. 

Briggs — But  that's  not  the  worst  of  it.  In  a  few 
minutes  in  comes  her  younger  sister.  We  talked 
a  little,  and  then  she  got  up  and  went  out,  leaving 
her  younger  sister  to  entertain  me.  You  can  bet  I 
didn't  stay  there  long. 

Griggs— Well,  I'm  very  sorry. 

Briggs— Oh,  that's  all  right.  You  couldn't  help 
it.  But  what  the  mischief  -did  she  want  to  show  me 
into  the  dining-room  for? 

Griggs — I'll  tell  you,  if  you  won't  give  it  away. 

Briggs— All  right.    What  for? 

Griggs — Well,  you  see,  I  was  in  the  parlor. — 
Bazar. 


THE    LAV/    OF    THE    JUNGLE. 


By  Rudyard  Kipling. 


Saidso — "  Hear  the  latest  on  Van  Pelt  ?  "  Herdso 
— "  No  ;  what  is  it?  "  Saidso—"  He  mistook  Dr. 
Emdee's  monthly  bill  for  a  prescription,  and  tried 
to  get  the  druggist  to  put  it  up."—  Truth. 


Now  this  is  the  law  of  the  jungle,  as  old  and  as  true  as 

the  sky, 
And  the  wolf  that  shall  keep  it  may  prosper,  but  the  wolf 

that  shall  break  it  must  die. 

As  the  creeper  that  girdles  the  tree  trunk,  the  law  run- 
neth forward  and  back ; 

For  the  strength  of  the  pack  is  the  wolf,  and  the  strength 
of  the  wolf  is  the  pack. 

Wash  daily  from  nose  tip  to  tail  tip  ;  drink  deeply,  but 

never  too  deep ; 
And  remember  the  night  is  for  hunting  and  forget  not  the 

day  is  for  sleep. 

The  jackal   may   follow   the   tiger,    but,   cub,  when  thy 

whiskers  are  grown, 
Remember  the  wolf  is  a  hunter — go  forth  and  get  food  of 

thy  own. 

Keep  peace  with  the  lords  of  the  jungle,  the  tiger,  the 

panther,  the  bear ; 
And  trouble  not  Hathi  the  Silent,  and  mock  not  the  boar 

in  his  lair. 

When  pack  meets  with  pack  in  the  jungle,  and  neither 

will  go  from  the  trail, 
Lie  down  till  the  leaders  have  spoken  ;  it  may  be  fair 

words  shall  prevail. 

When  ye  fight  with  a  wolf  of  the  pack,  ye  must  fight  him 

alone  and  afar, 
Lest   others   take   part  in    the   quarrel    and  the   pack  is 

diminished  by  war. 

The  lair  of  the  wolf  is  his  refuge,  and  where  he  has  made 

him  his  home, 
Not  even  the  head  wolf  may  enter,  not  even  the  council 

may  come. 

The  lair  of  the  wolf  is  his  refuge,  but  where  he  has  digged 

it  too  plain, 
The  council  shall  send  him  a  message,  and  so  he  shall 

change  it  again. 

If  ye  kill  before  midnight  be  silent  and  wake  not  the 

woods  with  your  bay, 
Lest  ye  frighten  the  deer  from  the  crop  and  thy  brothers 

go  empty  away. 

Ye  may  kill  for  yourselves,  and  your  mates,  and  your 

cubs  as  they  need  and  ye  can  ; 
But  kill  not  for  pleasure  of  killing,  and  seven  times  never 

kill  man. 

If  ye  plunder  his  kill  from  a  weaker,  devour  not  all  in  thy 

pride. 
Pack  right  is  the  right  of  the  meanest ;  so  leave  him  the 

head  and  the  hide. 

The  kill  of  the  pack  is  the  meat  of  the  pack.     Ye  must 

eat  where  it  lies  ; 
And  no  one  may  carry  away  of  that  meat  to  his  lair,  or 

he  dies. 

The  kill  of  the  wolf  is  the  meat  of  the  wolf.     He  may  do 

what  he  will, 
But,  till  he  is  given  permission,  the  pack  may  not  eat  of 

that  kill. 

Lair  right  is  the  right  of  the  mother.     From  all  of  her 

year  she  may  claim 
One  haunch  of  each  kill  for  her  litter,  and  none  may  deny 

her  the  same. 

Cub  right  is  the  right  of  the  yearling.  From  all  of  his 
pack  he  may  claim 

Full  gorge  when  the  killer  has  eaten  ;  and  none  may  re- 
fuse him  the  same. 

Cave  right  is  the  right  of  the  father,  to  hunt  by  himself 

for  his  own ; 
He  is  freed  from  all  calls  to  the  pack.     He  is  judged  by 

the  council  alone. 

Because  of  his  age  and  his  cunning,  because  of  his  gripe 

and  his  paw. 
In  all  that    the  law  leaveth  open  the  word  of  the  head 

wolf  is  law. 

Now  these  are  the  laws   of  the  jungle,   and  many   and 

mighty  are  they ; 
But  the  head  and  the  hoof  of  the  law  and  the  haunch  and 

hump  is — Obey  ! — Pall  Mall  Budget, 


Site — "  You  say  you  love  me  ?  "  He — "  With  my 
whole  soul."  She — "  And  are  anxious  only  for  my 
happiness?"  He — "  No  words  could  be  truer."  She 
— "  Then  don't  you  think  you  ought  to  stop  calling 
so  often,  and  give  some  man,  with  income  enough 
to  live  on,  a  chance  to  see  me  alone  once  in  a 
while?" — New  York  Weekly. 


For  Indigestion 

USE  horsford's  acid  phosphate. 
Dr.  J.   K.   Secord,   San  Jose.   Cal.,   says:    "I 
have  used  it  with  marked  success  in  cases  of  slow 
digestion,  in  toning  the  nerve  centres,  and  in  ex- 
treme nervous  debility,  producing  refreshing  sleep." 


Housekeeper — "  I'll  give  you  all  you  want  to  eat 
if  you'll  tack  down  this  carpet."  Tramp  — 
"  Couldn't,  mum.  If  you'd  give  me  all  I  want  to 
eat,  I'd  have  to  stand  up." — New  York  Weekly. 

Dr.  E.  O.  Cochrane,  Dentist,  850  Market, 
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Teething    babies    and    feverish    children    need 
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prostration."  Eva — "What  caused  it?"  May — 
"Waiting  so  anxiously  for  a  proposal." — Brooklyn 
Life.  _ 

To  invigorate  the  system  after  illness,  Ayer's 
Sarsaparilla  is  highly  recommended. 


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STORYETTES. 


Grave  and  Gay,  Epigrammatic  and  Otherwise. 

Lord  Russell  once  said  :  "  Mr.  Hume,  what  do 
you  consider  the  object  of  legislation?"  "The 
greatest  good  to  the  greatest  number."  "  What  do 
you  consider  the  greatest  number?"  "Number 
one,"  was  Mr.  Hume's  reply. 


Thomas  Tyrwkitt  Drake,  after  Sir  Thomas 
Mostyn,  the  master  of  the  Bicester  and  Wanden 
Hill  fox-hounds,  was  a  stern  and  determined 
man.  No  one  rode  more  stanchly  or  made  a  big- 
ger row  when  sport  was  interfered  with,  as  on  the 
occasion  when  Sir  Anthony  Rothschild's  hounds 
got  mixed  up  with  Squire  Drake's.  Sir  Anthony 
said  :  "  No  shent  to-day,  squire  !  "  The  squire  re- 
plied :  "  No,  Sir  Anthony,  the  shent  is  not  half  so 
strong  as  the  three  per  shents  in  the  city." 


An  absent-minded  landlord  called  on  a  tenant  to 
condole  with  him  on  the  death  of  a  valuable  cow. 
The  cause  of  its  decease  had  been  enveloped  in 
mystery,  and  while  explaining  it,  the  landlord, 
though  a  kind  and  sympathizing  person,  went  off 
into  the  clouds.  The  last  words  of  the  narrative 
were  :  "  And  can  you  believe  it,  my  lord,  when  we 
opened  her  we  found  she  had  been  choked  by  a 
large  turnip  that  was  sticking  in  her  gullet."  Here 
the  landlord  woke  up,  and,  in  a  congratulatory  tone 
of  voice,  observed  :  "  Ah,  yes,  and  so  you  got  your 

turnip  ?  " 

^ 

Major  Brown's  command  was  marching  along  a 
hot  and  dusty  road  in  Southern  Pennsylvania. 
Orders  were  very  strict  against  foraging,  but  in 
spite  of  them  a  soldier  suddenly  sprang  out  of  the 
ranks  in  pursuit  of  a  fat  gobbler  standing  among 
the  sumach  bushes  on  the  roadside.  The  turkey 
started  off  in  a  hurry,  with  the  man  after  him. 
Major  Brown  called  out,  angrily  :  "  Halt  !  What 
do  you  mean  ?  Halt !  "  A  few  hurried  steps,  and 
the  soldier  laid  the  turkey  low  with  a  blow  from 
his  rifle-barrel.  "There,  dura  ye  !  "  he  exclaimed, 
as  he  picked  it  up.  "  I  reckon  you'll  understand 
that  when  the  major  says  halt,  he  means  halt !  " 


At  the  hospital  the  other  morning  (says  Life) 
one  of  the  patients  was  just  recovering  from  an 
attack  of  delirium  tremens,  and,  as  is  usual  in  such 
cases,  desired  to  dress  and  go  home  more  than 
anything  else.  It  happened  that  one  of  the  young 
ladies  connected  with  the  flower  mission  saw  him 
and,  approaching,  said:  "I  have  some  beautiful 
roses  here.  Wouldn't  you  like  some?"  No  re- 
sponse. Again  she  said  :  "  Wouldn't  you  like  to 
have  some  of  these  roses  ? "  Slowly  his  head 
turned,  and  slightly  opening  his  bleary  eyes,  he 
said,  much  to  the  embarrassment  of  the  young 
woman  :   "  I'd  a  d — d  sight  rather  have  my  pants." 

A  gentleman  of  large  means,  in  a  Scottish 
county,  had  a  hot-house  vinery  celebrated  for  its 
choice  produce.  When  the  queen  was  on  one  of 
her  periodical  journeys  through  Scotland,  the 
royal  train  was  timed  to  stop  for  luncheon  at  a  well- 
known  through-station  in  this  county,  and  Mr. 
Childers  availed  himself  of  the  opportunity  to  send 
her  majesty  an  offering  of  his  best  grapes.  In  due 
course,  a  letter  of  acknowledgment  expressing  the 
royal  appreciation  of  the  gift,  and  complimenting 
the  donor  on  the  fineness  of  the  fruit,  reached  him  ; 
and,  feeling  sure  his  head  gardener  would  be 
greatly  interested  in  the  contents  of  the  letter,  Mr. 
Childers  read  it  to  him.  The  gardener  gravely 
listened,  but  his  only  comment  was  :  "  She  disna 
say  onying  aboot  sending  back  the  basket." 

The  receptions  of  a  certain  Prussian  general's 
wife  were  for  some  reason  uncongenial  to  the 
youths  under  his  command  (says  Harper's  Young 
People  J,  and  unfrequented  by  them.  The  general,  a 
strict  martinet,  was  imprudent  enough  to  reproach 
them  with  their  shortcomings  in  this  matter  and  to 
demand  a  change  in  their  manners.  At  his  very 
next  ball,  when  all  the  guests  were  assembled,  the 
tramp,  tramp  of  marching  feet  was  heard  upon  the 
staircase,  the  door  was  thrown  open,  and  there 
marched  into  the  room  a  whole  corps  of  cadets, 
who,  with  their  young  officer  at  their  head,  halted, 
and  stood  at  attention.  "  What  is  the  meaning  of 
this?"  shouted  the  general.  "The  first  corps  of 
cadets,  to  dancing  commanded ! "  replied  the 
youth,  saluting  as  though  on  parade.  "Take 
them  away  !  "  screamed  the  general,  beside  himself 
with  rage.  "  Right  about  face,  march  !  "  was  the 
calm  and  unmoved  answer,  and  the  cadets  marched 
out  in  the  same  order  as  they  had  entered. 


The  simple  people  of  Alsace,  who  retain  in  their 
hearts  a  strong  love  for  France  at  the  same  time 
that  they  are  desirous  not  to  offend  their  German 
rulers  too  much,  have  a  hard  time  of  it  when  they 
are  brought  to  the  ballot-box  to  vote  for  represent- 
atives in  the  German  Parliament.  In  one  election 
in  a  certain  Alsatian  district,  the  two  candidates 
were  Kablg,  an  Alsatian  of  French  sympathies, 
who  had  protested  against  the  annexation  after  the 
war  of  1870,  and  a  German.  On  election-day,  a 
peasant  came  to  the  polling-place,  having  in  one 
hand  a  ticket  on  which  was  printed  the  name  of 


Kabl£,  and  in  the  other  a  ticket  bearing  the  name 
of  the  German  candidate.  "  Mein  Herr,"  he  said 
to  the  German  election  officer,  "will  you  tell  me 
which  of  these  two  tickets  is  the  better  one  ?  "  The 
officer  looked  at  them.  "Why,  this  is  much 
preferable,"  said  he,  indicating  the  German's 
ticket.  "  Ah,  I  thank  you  !  "  answered  the  peas- 
ant ;  "  I  will  keep  it  next  ray  heart."  He  folded  it 
carefully  and  put  it  in  his  inside  coat-pocket.  "  As 
for  this  other,  then,"  said  he,  with  an  air  of  putting 
it  away  from  him  as  an  unworthy  thing,  "I  will 
leave  it  here."  And  he  put  the  Kabl6  ticket  in  the 
ballot-box. 


On  one  occasion  a  member  of  the  House  of 
Commons  made  use  of  the  phrase,  "  King,  lords, 
and  commons,  or" — directing  his  gaze  toward  Mr. 
Pitt — "  as  that  right  honorable  member  would  call 
them,  'Commons,  lords,  and  king.'"  Mr.  Pitt 
rose  with  great  deliberation,  and  called  to  order. 
"I  have  frequently  heard  in  this  House  doctrines 
which  have  surprised  me,"  he  said,  "  but  now  my 
blood  runs  cold.  I  desire  the  words  of  the  honor- 
able member  may  be  taken  down."  The  clerk  of 
the  House  wrote  the  words.  "  Bring  them  to  me," 
commanded  Mr.  Pitt,  in  a  voice  of  thunder.  By 
this  time  the  offending  member  was  thoroughly 
frightened.  "  Sir,"  he  said,  addressing  himself  to 
the  Speaker,  "  I  am  sorry  to  have  given  offense  to 
the  right  honorable  gentleman,  or  to  the  House. 
I  meant  nothing.  King,  lords,  and  commons  ; 
lords,  king,  and  commons  ;  commons,  lords,  and 
king  ;  tria  juncta  in  uno.  I  meant  nothing.  In- 
deed I  meant  nothing."  Mr.  Pitt  then  rose,  and 
said,  gravely  :  "I  do  not  wish  to  push  the  matter 
further ;  the  moment  a  man  acknowledges  his 
error,  he  ceases  to  be  guilty.  I  have  a  great  re- 
gard for  the  honorable  member,  and  as  an  instance 
of  that  regard  I  give  him  this  advice — that  when- 
ever he  means  nothing,  he  will  say  nothing." 


When  Dr.  Greene  had  left  with  Handel  a  new 
anthem  for  his  opinion  upon  it,  the  latter  told  him 
that  "  it  wanted  air."  "  Air  !  "  exclaimed  its  com- 
poser. "  Yes,  air  ;  and  so  I  did  hang  it  out  of  de 
vindow,"  replied  Handel.  When  the  "Messiah" 
was  being  performed  in  Dublin,  Dubourg  led  the 
band,  and  one  evening  had  a  close  to  make  ad 
libitum.  Following  the  fashion,  the  violinist  took 
his  cadenza  through  the  most  extraneous  keys,  until 
Handel  began  to  wonder  when  he  would  really 
come  to  the  shake  which  was  to  terminate  the  long 
close.  Eventually  it  came,  whereupon  Handel,  to 
the  merriment  of  the  audience,  exclaimed  loud 
enough  to  be  heard:  "  Velcome  home,  velcome 
home,  Mr.  Dubourg  !  "  On  one  occasion,  a  per- 
turbed singer  had  some  warm  words  with  Handel, 
and  wound  up  the  wrangle  by  threatening  to  jump 
on  the  harpsichord  which  he  played.  "Oh,"  replied 
Handel,  "  let  me  know  ven  you  vill  do  dat,  and  I 
vill  advertise  it,  for  I  am  sure  dat  more  people  vill 
come  to  see  you  jump  than  to  hear  you  sing." 
When  he  heard  the  serpent  for  the  first  time,  he 
was  very  much  shocked  by  the  harshness  of  the 
sound,  and  cried  out:  "Vat.de  tefel  be  dat?" 
"  That  is  the  newly  invented  instrument — the  ser- 
pent," somebody  said.  "Oh!"  he  replied;  "  de 
serbent,  ay  !  But  dat  be  not  de  serbent  dat  se- 
tuced  Eve  !  " 

When  the  Yale  athletes  were  in  New  York,  prior 
to  their  departure  for  Oxford,  a  well-known  Brook- 
lyn society  woman  gave  them  a  dinner.  It  is  part 
of  the  creed  of  these  young  men  never  to  express 
surprise  at  any  joke  at  their  expense.  This  their 
hostess  knew.  She  was  determined  to  compel  a 
departure  from  this  law  and  conceived  her  plan 
with  that  object  in  view.  The  women  of  the  party 
had  been  notified,  and  were  bound  over  to  silence 
until  some  comment  should  be  made  by  the  broad- 
clothed  guests.  At  an  exquisitely  appointed  table 
the  party  sat  down.  The  butlers  first  served  coffee, 
liqueurs,  and  candies.  Next  came  ices.  Then 
salads.  Talk  flowed  on  brilliantly  and  easily.  Evi- 
dently there  was  no  stupidity  on  the  part  of  the 
servants  in  serving  thus  contrary  to  established 
etiquette,  for  the  hostess  remained  unconcerned. 
So  did  the  Yale  men.  The  reversed  dinner  went 
through  its  courses  without  hitch  or  jar,  until  after 
the  soup  and  just  before  the  clams  were  served. 
Then  the  Yale  men  asked  to  be  excused.  Their 
hostess  acquiesced  with  a  broad  touch  of  wonder  on 
her  face.  In  ten  minutes  the  team  filed  back  into 
the  dining-room,  each  with  his  "  swallow-tail "  on 
"  hind  part  before."  They  had  done  honor  to  the 
reversed  dinner.  The  surface  of  unconcern  was 
broken  down.  The  hostess  was  hoisted  by  her  own 
petard,  but  the  table  rang  with  applause. 


Disaster  Follows 

When  liver  trouble  is  neglected.  Uneasiness  below 
the  right  ribs  and  shoulder  blade,  dyspepsia,  nausea, 
constipation,  sick  headache,  furred  tongue.  Do 
you  want  'em  ?  Of  course  not.  Use  Hostetter's 
Stomach  Bitters  and  you  won't  be  bothered  with 
them,  or  any  other  symptoms  of  liver  disturbance. 
Make  haste  when  the  first  signs  show  themselves. 


—  Go    to    Swain's    Dining- room,    Sutter 
Street,  near  Kearny,  for  a  fine  lunch  or  dinner. 


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Iron  and  Cinchona  are  the  most  powerful 
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leave.    I       From  August  1,  1894.        |    arrive 


7.00  a.    Atlantic    Express    for  Ogden    and 

Eait 6.45  A. 

7.00  A.  Benicia,  Vacaville,  Rumsey,  Sac- 
ramento, and  Redding,  Castle 
Crag,  and  Dunsmuir,  via  Davis. .         7.15   p. 

7.30  a.     Martinez,  San  Ramon,  Napa,  Cal- 

istoga,  and  *Santa  Rosa 6.15  P. 

8.30  a.  Niles,  San  Jose,  Stockton,  lone, 
Sacramento,  Marysville,  Red 
Bluff,  and  Oroville 4.15   P. 

9.00  a.  New  Orleans  Express,  Santa  Bar- 
bara, Los  Angeles,  Deming,  El 
Paso,  New  Orleans,  and  East.. ..         5.45   P« 

9. co  a.     Martinez  and  Stockton 10.45  a. 

*  9.00  a.     Peters  and  Milton *  7.15   P. 

12.30  p.     Niles,  San  Jose,  and  Livermore 8.45  a. 

*  1 .00  p.     Sacramento  River  Steamers *  9.00   P. 

4.00  p.    Martinez,     San    Ramon,    Vallejo, 

Napa,     Calistoga,     El     Verano, 

and  Santa  Rosa 9 .  15  a. 

4.00  p.  Benicia,  Vacaville,  Esparto, 
Woodland,  Knights  Landing, 
Marysville,  Oroville,  and  Sac- 
ramento         *<M5  A- 

4,30  p.  Niles,  San  Jose,  Livermore,  Stock- 
ton, Modesto,  Merced,  and 
Fresno 7,1^   P. 

4.30   P.     Raymond  {for  Yosemite) 10.45  A- 

5.00  p.  Los  Angeles  Express,  Fresno, 
Eakersfield,  Santa  Barbara,  and 
Los  Angeles 10.45  A« 

5,00   p.     Santa  Fe  Route,  Atlantic  Express 

for  Mojave  and  East 10.45  A« 

6.00   p.     European  Mail,  Ogden  and  East.. .         9.45  a. 

6.00   p.     Haywards,  Niles,  and  San  Jose\  . ..         7.45  a. 
X  7.00  P.     Vallejo f  7-45   p« 

7,00  P.  Oregon  Express,  Sacramento, 
Marysville,  Redding,  Portland, 
Puget  Sound,  and  East 10.45  A- 


SANTA   CRUZ   DIVISION  ( Narrow  Gauge). 

I  7.45  a,  Sunday  Excursion  for  Newark, 
San    Jose,    Los    Gatos,     Felton, 

and  Santa  Cruz I  8.05   p. 

8.15  a.  Newark,  Centerville,  San  Jose", 
Felton,  Eoulder  Creek,  Santa 
Cruz,  and  Way  Stations 6.20  p. 

*  2.45  p.  Newark,  Centerville,  San  Jose, 
New  Almaden,  Felton,  Boulder 
Creek,  Santa  Cruz,  and  prin- 
cipal Way  Stations *n.so  a. 

4.45   p.     Newark,  San  Jose,  Los  Gatos 9.50  a. 

Saturdays  and  Sundays  to  Santa 
Cruz. 


COAST  DIVISION,  Third  and  Towngend  Stfl. 


*  6.45  a.    San  Jose,  New  Almaden,  and  Way 

Stations *  1.45  P. 

X  7.30  a.  San  Jose,  Santa  Cruz,  Pacific 
Grove,  and  principal  Way  Sta- 
tions  ; J  8.33   P. 

8. ig  a.  San  Jose,  Tres  Pinos,  Santa  Cruz, 
Pacific  Grove,  Paso  Robles,  San 
Luis  Obispo,  and  principal  Way 

Stations 6.26  P. 

I  9.47  a.     Palo  Alto  and  Way  Stations J  1.45   P. 

10.40  a.     San  Jose  and  Way  Stations 5.06   P. 

11.45  A«     Palo  Alto  and  Way  Stations 3.30  p. 

*  2.20  p.     San  Jose,  Gilroy,  Tres  Pinos,  Santa 

Cruz,  Salinas,  Monterey,  Pacific 

Grove *io<40  A. 

*  3-3°  p-    San  Jose  and  principal  Way  Sta- 

tions         9.47  A. 

*  4.25  p.     Palo  Alto  and  Way  Stations *  8.06  a. 

5.10  p.     San  Jose  and  Way  Stations *  8.48  a. 

6.30  p.     Palo  Alto  and  Way  Stations 6.35  a. 

fn.45  p.  Palo  Alto  and  principal  Way  Sta- 
tions       f  7-a6  P. 


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THE        ARGONAUT. 


August  13,  1894. 


society. 


The  Daniel-Hastings  Wedding. 
The  wedding  of  Mrs.  Mamie  C.  Hastings,  of  this 
city,  and  Mr.  James  Daniel,  son  of  Colonel  Legeyt 
Daniel,  of  London,  took  place  on  Saturday, 
August  4th,  at  St.  Peter's  Church,  Eaton  Square, 
London.  The  church  was  beautifully  decorated 
with  flowers  and  plants,  and  the  attendance  was 
quite  large.  Rev.  Alfred  Thornton  performed 
the  ceremony  at  noon.  The  bride  wore  a  robe  of 
maroon-colored  satin,  en  demi-train,  with  an  over- 
dress of  red  lace.  The  bodice  was  studded  with 
diamonds.  She  wore  a  lace  bonnet  and  carried  a 
bouquet  of  lilies.  Mrs.  John  W.  Mackay  and  Mrs. 
Goldsmith  accompanied  the  bride,  and  she  was 
given  into  the  keeping  of  the  groom  by  Embassador 
Bayard.  After  the  wedding  an  elaborate  breakfast 
was  enjoyed,  after  which  the  newly  wedded  couple 
departed  for  Switzerland. 

Notes  and  "Gossip. 

The  wedding  of  Miss  Ruth  Ryan,  daughter  of 
Mr.  and  Mrs.  E.  B.  Ryan,  of  Menlo  Park,  and 
Mr.  J.  T.  Foster  Moale,  son  of  Lieutenant-Colonel 
Edward  Moale,  U.  S.  A.,  took  place  at  the  Catho- 
lic church  in  Menlo  Park  on  Sunday,  August  5th, 
and  was  witnessed  by  only  a  few  friends.  Mr. 
and  Mrs.  Moale  are  residing  in  this  city. 

Cards  have  been  issued  by  Mrs.  E.  G.  Cohen,  of 
Fernside,  Alameda,  for  the  wedding  of  her  daugh- 
ter, Miss  Edith  Cohen,  and  Dr.  W.  G.  Daggett,  of 
New  Haven,  Conn.,  which  will  take  place  next 
Wednesday  at  the  First  Unitarian  Church,  in  Ala- 
meda. There  will  be  a  reception  afterward  at  the 
home  of  the  bride's  mother. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Charles  Mason  Kinne  have  issued 
invitations  for  the  wedding  of  their  daughter,  Miss 
Alice  Kinne,  and  Dr.  Clark  James  Buxnham,  which 
will  take  place  at  noon  on  Tuesday,  August  21st, 
at  St.  Luke's  Church. 

The  engagement  is  announced  of  Miss  Hally  de 
Vere  Foster,  daughter  of  Dr.  and  Mrs.  S.  B. 
Foster,  of  Eureka,  Humboldt  County,  Cal.,  to  Dr. 
Henry  Nelson  Winton,  of  this  city. 


Jeanette  Gilder  writes  to  the  New  York  World 
that  she  met  an  American  in  Paris  a  few  days  ago 
who  expressed  great  anxiety  for  the  future  of  New 
York.  "If  we  don't  do  something  to  make  New 
York  more  attractive,"  said  he,  *'  we  shall  have  no 
millionaires  there  to  spend  their  money.  They  are 
over  here  in  shoals.  Besides  Willie  Astor,  who  has 
burned  his  ships  behind  him  and  made  England 
his  home,  there  is  W.  K.  Vanderbilt,  who  has  a 
country-house  in  England,  and  has  just  taken  a 
three-years'  lease  of  a  hotel  in  Paris.  And  George 
Gould  is  now  hand-in-glove  with  the  Prince  of 
Wales  ;  you  know  what  that  means  !  He  is  willing, 
even  anxious,  to  pay  a  high  price  for  the  friendship 
of  a  prince.  He,  too,  is  going  to  have  a  house  in 
England,  and  with  his  royal  highness  as  his  sponsor, 
he  will  get  all  he  wants  in  the  way  of  social  dis- 
tinction. And  the  Gould  girls  are  in  Paris  now, 
and  all  the  impecunious  titles  in  France  are  at  their 
feet.  They  crushed  one  pretty  effectually,  a  duke 
at  that,  and  a  man  with  no  end  of  pedigree,  but  an 
exhausted  exchequer.  He  was  '  given  the  sack '  as 
soon  as  his  intentions  became  known,  and  that  was 
pretty  soon  after  he  got  an  introduction,  I  never 
saw  so  many  Americans  in  Paris  before  in  my  life. 
New  York  must  do  something  to  hold  her  million- 
aires, or  they  will  all  be  living  in  England  or  France 
before  long." 


AN    ALPINE    TRAGEDY. 


The  women  of  the  new  Metropolitan  Opera 
Company  are  all  Americans,  except  Melba,  who 
■  comes  from  Melbourne  ;  they  are  Emma  Eames, 
from  Maine  ;  Sibyl  Sanderson,  from  California  ; 
and  Miss  de  Lussan  and  Miss  Hill,  from  other 
States.  The  men,  however,  are  all  foreigners  and 
are  all  six-footers  ;  they  include  Tamagno,  the 
two  De  Reszkes,  Lassalle,  and  Plancon.  The  latter 
is  the  smallest  of  the  lot,  and  he  tips  the  beam  at 
two  hundred  and  thirty  pounds. 


Absolutely 
Pure 

A  cream  of  tartar  baking  powder.  High- 
est of  all  in  leavening  strength.  —  Latest 
United  States  Government  Food  Report. 

Royal  Baking  Powder  Co., 
106  Wall  St.,  N.  Y. 


Mrs.  Leighton,  aged  23.     Lady  Chillworth, 

aged  60.    Captain  Thornton,  agedjS. 
SCENE.— The  covered  terrace  of  the  Hotel  Riffelalp 

facing  tlie peak  of  the  Matterhorn. 
[Mrs.  Leighton  is  looking  through  the  hotel  tel- 
escope at  the  peak  of  the  Matterhorn.'] 
Lady   Chillworth  [approaching] — What   are 
you  looking  at,  my  dear  ? 

Mrs.  Leighton — I'm  looking  for  my  husband. 
He  is  on  the  Matterhorn. 

Lady  Chillworth — Ah,  you're  young.  When 
you  get  to  my  age  you'll  find  it  wiser  to  look  at 
your  husband  through  the  wrong  end  of  a  tel- 
escope. 

Mrs.  Leighton— I  think  I  see  him.  Look,  a 
tiny  black  speck  against  the  pure  white  snow. 

Lady  Chillworth  [after  gazing  at  Mrs. 
Leighton  quietly  for  a  few  moments] — What  an 
eloquent  description  of  you  and  him. 

Mrs.  Leighton — What  do  you  mean  ?  [Ner- 
vously.] 

Lady  Chillworth— Oh,  my  child,  you  can't 
deceive  me.  Do  you  think  I  don't  know  why 
you're  making  this  dutiful  display  of  interest  in 
your  husband  ? 

Mrs.  Leighton — But,  indeed,  I 

Lady  Chillworth — My  poor  child,  you  kept 
your  room  all  day  yesterday,  and  I  heard  all  that 
passed  in  it  the  night  before  last — before  your  hus- 
band left  for  the  Matterhorn — a  most  unwilling 
audience,  I  assure  you  ;  but  these  foreign  hotels, 
with  doors  connecting  all  the  rooms,  like  a  public 
picture-gallery,  are  not  safe  places  for  husbands  to 
make  exhibitions  of  themselves  in.  He's  a  brute  ! 
Mrs.  Leighton — Lady  Chillworth  ! 
Lady  Chillworth  [with  rising  indignation] — 

Yes,  a  brute.     That  bruise  on  your  forehead 

Mrs,  Leighton  [coloring  deeply]— I  fell  against 

the  chest  of  drawers,  and 

Lady  Chillworth — He  pushed  you.  I  heard 
him. 
Mrs.  Leighton — No,  no— indeed. 
Lady  Chillworth — Yes  he  did,  and  you,  like 
the  little  heroine  you  are,  fearful  lest  the  truth 
should  be  known,  sit  here  making  a  display  of  in- 
terest and  affection  before  all  these  strangers.  But 
you   seem   to   have  one  devoted  friend.     Captain 

Thornton  is 

Mrs.  Leighton   [with  enthusiasm]— Oh,  he  is 

such  a  good,  true-hearted 

Lady  Chillworth — No  doubt  of  it,  and  I'm 
sure  he  means  well  ;  but  I'm  an  old  woman  and 
know  the  world  pretty  well,  and  of  the  two,  there's 
more  danger  to  a  young,  attractive  woman  in  a 
sympathetic  male  friend  than  in  a  bad  husband. 

Mrs.  Leighton — But  Captain  Thornton  is  a 
chivalrous  gentleman. 

Lady  Chillworth — Granted  !    And  if  friend- 
ship were  possible  between  the  sexes,  it  might  be 
possible  with  him  ;  but  it  isn't. 
Mrs.  Leighton — He  is  the  soul  of  honor. 
Lady  Chillworth— Granted  again.     But  he 
worships  the  ground  you  walk  on  ! 

Mrs.  Leighton  [eagerly,  then  checking  herself] 
— Oh,  you  don't  think  that,  do  you?    I  mean  I'm 

sure  he 

Lady  Chillworth  —  Don't  try  to  deceive  a 
woman  old  enough  to  be  your  grandmother.  Do 
you  think  I  don't  know  a  man  in  love  when  I  see 
one? 

Mrs.  Leighton— But  what  makes  you  think 
he — he — cares  for  me  ? 

Lady  Chillworth— There's  no  mistaking  the 
look  in  his  eyes.  They  soften  the  moment  he  sees 
you.  I  have  watched  you  both.  Do  you  know 
what  heart-hunger  is  ? 

Mrs.  Leighton  [feelingly]— Oh,  yes  !  [Check- 
ing herself ']  At  least,  I  scarcely  think  I  know  what 
you  mean. 

Lady  Chillworth  [grimly]  —  Quite  right. 
Keep  like  that.  Captain  Thornton  is  a  prey  to  the 
most  acute  form  of  heart-hunger — the  hunger  that 
gnaws  the  heart  of  a  man  debarred  by  honor  from 
declaring  his  love.  A  woman  never  mistakes  that. 
Men  think  we  don't  know  what  they  feel  for  us  un- 
less we  show  them  we  know  it.  Oh,  my  dear,  what 
a  mistake.  I've  been  through  it  all. 
Mrs.  Leighton — You  ?  How  sad  you  look. 
Lady  Chillworth  [sighing] — Sad !  I've  a 
woman's  memory,  child,  heartless  old  worldling 
though  I  seem  in  the  eyes  of  a  world  that  judges  by 
externals  !  Your  case  brings  back  to  me  a  memory 
of  the  past.  \A  pause.] 
Mrs.  Leighton— Won't  you  tell  me  about  it? 
Lady  Chillworth— There's  not  much  to  tell. 
I  married  young,  an  undisciplined  girl,  ignorant  of 
what  love  meant.  When  I  grew  to  womanhood, 
there  came  one  into  my  life  who  changed  the  mean- 
ing of  existence  for  me.  I  loved  him  with  every 
fibre  of  my  nature.  Had  he  asked  it,  I  would  have 
thrown  every  tie  that  bound  me  to  the  winds.  But 
he  loved  my  fair  name  and  honor  before  all  else, 
and  in  the  loneliness  of  old  age,  instead  of  a  re- 
membrance of  the  shame  that  clings  forever  to  a 
stained  life,  I  have  the  fair  memory  of  a  man's 
chivalry  to  live  on.  The  woman  who  holds  such  a 
memory  in  her  heart  is  not  quite  the  heartless  old 
worldling  she  seems.     [A  pause.] 

Mrs.  Leighton  [in  a  soft  voice] — I  am  so  sorry 
for  you. 


Lady  Chillworth— There,  I'm  a  silly  old 
woman  !  Don't  trouble  your  young  heart  about 
me,  but  look  to  yourself.  Few  women  are  so  fortu- 
nately unfortunate  as  I  was.  Mine  was  an  experi- 
ence too  wonderful  to  occur  again,  so  beware  of 
friendship. 

Mrs.  Leighton — But  Captain  Thornton  is  such 
a  sympathetic  friend,  and  I  look  up  to  him  and 
trust  him  so. 

Lady  Chillworth — And  beware  of  sympathy, 
too — it  is  the  overture  to  love. 

Mrs.  Leighton — But  I  am  a  married  woman. 
We  can't  love — we  mustn't. 

Lady  Chillworth — Mustn't !  The  word  isn't 
in  love's  vocabulary.  Oh,  there  is  Captain  Thorn- 
ton. See,  even  his  good  manners  are  severely  tried 
at  seeing  you  monopolized  by  any  one  else.  I 
fancy  I  saw  the  ghost  of  a  frown  on  his  face  when 
he  saw  me.  Good-morning,  Captain  Thornton. 
And  don't  you  intend  to  do  the  Matterhorn  this 
time  ? 

Captain  Thornton— No,  I  think  I  have  done 
with  the  Matterhorn  now,  Lady  Chillworth.  I 
have  ascended  it  seven  times.  It  has  no  more 
charms  for  me. 

Lady  Chillworth — How  man-like  !  Nothing 
but  the  unattained  interests  you  men.  Well,  we 
shall  meet  at  table-d 'hole  this  evening,  I  daresay. 
I  am  going  down  to  Zermatt  now.  I  hope  to  hear 
of  the  safe  return  of  the  mountain-party  when  I 
come  back.     Good-bye. 

[Lady  Chillworth  nods  to  them  and  leaves  them 
alone  together.] 
Captain  Thornton— And  so  Mr.  Leighton  has 
gone  to  the  Matterhorn  after  all  ? 

Mrs.  Leighton — Yes  ;  I  tried  hard  to  persuade 
him  not.  In  his  present  state  of  health,  I  am  sure 
he  was  not  fit  to  bear  the  fatigue. 

Captain  Thornton — I  saw  nothing  of  you  all 
day  yesterday. 

Mrs.  Leighton  [timidly] — No,  I— I  stayed  in 
my  room.  I  had  rather  a  disturbed  night.  You 
see,  Mr.  Leighton  started  early  with  his  guide  for 
the  Matterhorn,  and  a  lot  of  other  people  went, 
too,  and  the  clatter  and  noise  made  me  wakeful. 

Captain  Thornton  [after gazing  at  her] — How 
pale  you  look,  and — what's  that — a  bruise  on  your 
temple  ?    That  wasn't  there  last  time  I  saw  you. 

Mrs.  Leighton — Oh,  it's  really  nothing — noth- 
ing at  all.  I — I  fell — it  was  my  own  fault.  I  fell 
against  the  chest  of  drawers. 

Captain  Thornton  [with  great  emotion] — Oh, 
my  God — he  struck  you  ! 

Mrs.  Leighton  [faintly]— No—  no—  indeed— 
indeed  not. 

Captain  Thornton  [turns  away  and  looks  out 
across  the  valley  to  hide  his  emotion.  After  a  pause 
lie  returns  tocher,  and,  taking  both  her  hands  in  his, 
speaks  with  an  effort  at  self-restraint] — I  am  so 
dreadfully  sorry  for  you,  I— I  can  scarcely  trust 
myself  to  speak  to  you  ;  but  if  the  knowledge  that 
you  have  a  devoted  friend  who  would  gladly  face 
death  for  you  is  any  help,  hear  it  from  my  lips. 

Mrs.  Leighton  [looking  up  into  his  face  with 
tears  in  her  eyes] — Yes,  indeed,  it  is  a  help — a  great 
help.  I  can  not  tell  you  how  gTeat.  [She  sinks 
down  on  to  a  seat.] 

Captain  Thornton  [bending  over  her]— You 
look  so  faint  and  ill  ;  shall  I  send  for  your  maid  ? 

Mrs.  Leighton — Would  you  mind?  I  will  go 
and  lie  down  again,  I  think.  I  didn't  sleep  well 
last  night. 

[Captain  Thornton   retires.    He  returns  with 
MRS.  LeigHTON's   maid,  and  she  goes  away  to 
her  own  room.] 
[Six  hours  later.    Evening.    Captain  Thornton 
is  smoking  on  the  covered  terrace.     Lady  Chill- 
worth approaches  him  excitedly  and  puts  her 
hand  on  his  arm.] 
Lady  Chillworth— Oh,  Captain  Thornton— 
your  poor  little  friend.     Such  a  shock.     Her  hus- 
band t 
Captain  Thornton  [starts]— What  of  him? 
Lady  Chillworth— Dead,  dead  !    The  news 
has  just  come — died  on  the  Matterhorn  from  ex- 
haustion.    He  was  a  dreadful    man  ;  but  still,  he 
was  her  husband,   and  sudden    death    is    always 
shocking. 

Captain  Thornton  [as  if  in  a  dream]— Dead 
—dead  ?     Impossible  !     Where  is  she  ? 

Lady   Chillworth— In  my   sitting-room.      I 
broke  the  news  to  her.     [A  pause.]     Come  to  her— 
come  [laying  her  hand  upon  his  arm],     I  under- 
stand. 
Captain  Thornton — Has  she  asked  for  me? 
Lady  Chillworth— Could  she  ask?    Come. 
[They  enter  Lady  Chii.lworth's  sitting-room  to- 
gether.   Mrs.  Leighton  is  sitting  on  the  sofa. 
Captain  Thornton  sits  down  by  her.     Tak- 
ing her  hands  in  his,  he  draws  Iter  gently  to 
him,   and  she  bursts    into  tears.] 

—Black  and  White. 


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a  wire  strainer,  flavor  to  taste,  and,  when  cold,  stir  in  a 
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16 


SOCIETY. 

Movements  and  'Whereabouts. 
Annexed  will  be  found  a  resume"  of  movements  to 
and  from  this  city  and  coast,  and  of  the  whereabouts 
of  absent  Califomians : 

Mrs.  James  Irvine,  Sr.,  and  her  sons,  Mr.  J.  W.  Byrne 
and  Mr.  Callaghan  Byrne,  left  last  Tuesday  for  Los  An- 
geles, where  they  will  make  a  long  visit. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  J.  R.  K.  Nuttall  have  returned  to  the 
city  after  passing  the  summer  at  San  Rafael. 

Mrs.  Clark  W.  Crocker  and  Misses  Fanny  and  Julia 
Crocker  returned  from  Castle  Crag  last  Sunday.  Their 
return  was  due  to  the  fact  that  Miss  Fanny  Crocker  met 
with  an  accident  while  out  on  horseback  Saturday,  with 
the  result  that  one  of  her  ankles  was  broken. 

Judge  and  Mrs.  E.  A.  Belcher  have  returned  from  a 
visit  to  the  various  health-resorts  in  Lake  County. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Clarence  M.  Mann  have  gone  East  and 
will  be  away  several  weeks. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Ellis  Parrish  have  leased  the  Hearst  cot- 
tage, Sea  Point  Villa,  in  Sausalito,  for  the  season. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Charles  Fox  Tay,  ne'e  Walker,  have  re- 
turned to  the  city  after  passing  the  summer  at  San 
Rafael. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  H.  S.  Crocker  are  visiting  New  York 
city. 

Dr.  and  Mrs.  Henry  L.  Wagner  were  in  London  last 
week. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  I.  W.  Helltnan  have  returned  to  the  city 
after  passing  the  season  at  San  Rafael. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Ansel  M.  Easton  have  returned  from  a 
four  months'  visit  to  Japan  and  China. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Edwin  Danforth  and  Miss  Fanny  Dan- 
forth  have  been  passing  a  couple  of  weeks  at  Lake  Tahoe. 

Mrs.  H.  B.  Berger  and  Miss  Hflene  Berger  have  re- 
turned from  San  Mateo,  where  they  passed  the  summer. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  P.  E.  Eowles,  of  Oakland,  are  at  Lake 
Tahoe. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  William  R.  Barron,  of  Alameda,  will  soon 
leave  to  make  a  prolonged  visit  to  Honolulu,  New  Zea- 
land, and  Australia. 

Dr.  and  Mrs.  O.  O.  Burgess  are  passing  several  weeks 
in  San  Rafael. 

Mrs.  Henry  Williams  and  Mrs.  H.  Alston  Williams 
are  passing  the  summer  at  Santa  Cruz. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  William  H.  Avery,  who  have  been  East 
for  several  weeks,  were  in  New  York  city  when  last 
heard  from. 

Mrs.  C.  G.  Hooker  and  Miss  Jennie  Hooker  are  pass- 
ing a  few  weeks  at  Castle  Crag. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  T.  H.  Hittell  and  Miss  Katherine  Hit- 
tell  are  passing  a  few  weeks  at  Lake  Tahoe. 

Mrs.  Remi  Chabot  and  the  Misses  Chabot  have  re- 
turned to  Oakland  after  passing  the  season  at  their  villa 
near  St.  Helena, 

Mr.  Edward  M.  Greenway  returned  from  Del  Monte 
last  Monday. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Norman  Rideout,  of  Marysville,  are 
passing  a  few  weeks  at  Santa  Cruz. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  H.  P.  Sonntag  will  remain  in  San  Rafael 
during  August. 

Mr.  Oscar  T.  Sewall  was  at  the  Hotel  del  Monte  last 
Saturday  and  Sunday. 

Mrs.  M.  Hymao  and  the  Misses  Hyman,  who  passed 
most  of  the  season  at  San  Jose,  are  now  at  Santa  Cruz. 

The  Misses  Deming,  of  Sacramento,  are  visiting  Castle 
Crag. 

Mr.  Robert  J.  Tobin  passed  last  Saturday  and  Sunday 
at  the  Hotel  del  Monte. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Morris  Newton  visited  Santa  Cruz  last 
Saturday  and  Sunday. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  James  Carolan  and  the  Misses  Carolan 
are  passing  a  month  at  Castle  Crag. 

Miss  Mary  A.  Harriss,  president  of  the  San  Francisco 
Fruit  and  Flower  Mission,  will  leave  on  August  13th,  to 
make  an  extended  tour  of  Europe. 

Mrs.  Robert  Oxnard  is  passing  a  few  weeks  at  Castle 
Crag. 

Mrs.  William  Alvord  went  to  San  Jos4  last  Saturday 
to  visit  her  daughter,  Mrs.  James  W.  Keeney,  who  has 
been  passing  the  summer  there. 

Mrs.  R.  C.  Woolworth  and  Miss  Woolworth  went  to 
the  Hotel  del  Monte  last  Wednesday,  and  will  remain 
there  several  weeks. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  S.  W.  Rosenstock  will  remain  in  San 
Rafael  until  September. 

Mrs.  E.  J.  Bowen  and  Miss  Bowen  went  to  the  Hotel 
del  Monte  last  Tuesday  to  remain  a  few  weeks. 

Mrs.  F.  E.  Spencer  and  Miss  Grace  M.  Spencer,  of  San 
Jose,  are  passing  a  month  at  Santa  Cruz. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Isaac  Upham  will  remain  in  San  Rafael 
during  August. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  A.  J.  Johnston,  of  Sacramento,  have  been 
passing  the  week  here. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  H.  B.  Pasmore  have  returned  to  the  city, 
after  passing  the  summer  at  Walnut  Heights,  near  Aptos. 

Captain  and  Mrs.  A.  H.  Payson  and  family  left  San 
Mateo  last  Monday  to  visit  the  Hotel  del  Monte. 

Mrs.  D.  D.  Colton  and  Mrs.  Henry  McLain  Martin 
left  New  York  last  Wednesday  for  this  city,  and  will  pass 
the  remainder  of  the  season  at  Santa  Cruz. 

Mrs.  G.  L.  Duval  is  visiting  Mrs.  James  Phelan  at  her 
residence  in  Santa  Cruz. 

Mrs.  W.  E.  Sharon  and  family  returned  to  the  city  last 
Tuesday  after  passing  the  summer  at  Santa  Cruz. 

Mr.  E.  S.  Pillsbury  and  Mr.  H.  D.  Pillsbury  went  to 
the  Hotel  del  Monte  last  Tuesday. 

Mr.  and. Mrs.  J.  S.  Cone  and  Miss  Cone,  of  Red 
BlutT,  are  here  on  a  visit,  and  are  staying  at  the  Palace 
Hotel. 

Mr.  Nathan  Bentz,  the  artist,  of  Santa  Barbara,  and 
Mr.  Herbert  Bryant  Turner,  of  Boston,  sailed  last  Tues- 
day on  the  steamer  Gaelic  for  Japan,  where  they  will  re- 
main several  weeks. 

Mr.  Chauncey  R.  Winslow  passed  a  few  days  in  Sacra- 
mento during  the  past  week. 

Mr.  J.  B.  Wright,  of  Sacramento,  has  been  in  the  city 
during  the  week. 

Mr.  Bert  Hecht  left  last  Thursday  to  visit  Lake  Tahoe 
for  about  three  weeks. 

Captain  Cumming  and  his  son,  Mr.  Alfred  Cumming, 
returned  to  Fruit  Vale  last  Wednesday  after  a  visit  to  In- 
dependence Lake.  Captain  Cumming  has  recovered 
from  the  effects  of  his  recent  accident. 

Colonel  W.  D.  Sanborn  left  last  Wednesday  on  a  week's 
visit  to  Los  Angeles. 

Mr.  Joseph  Friedlander,  who  has  been  at  Lake  Tahoe 
for  several  weeks,  has  returned  to  the  city. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Marcus  L.  Gerstle  have  returned  to  the 
city  after  passing  the  summer  at  San  Rafael. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Benjamin  Arnhold  have  returned  from  a 
month's  visit  at  Lake  Tahoe. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  E.  W.  Hopkins  and  family  are  at  Boca 
Lake  for  a  couple  of  weeks. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  George  M.  Pinckard  are  the  guests  of 
Colonel  and  Mrs.  E.  E.  Eyre  at  Menlo  Park. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Charles  Holbrook  and  Miss  Mamie  Hol- 
brook  are  visiting  Lake  Tahoe. 

Mrs.  John  Boggs  and  Miss  Alice  Boggs  are  at  San 
Rafael,  where  they  will  remain  during  August. 

Mrs.  F.  J.  Carolan  left  last  Tuesday  to  visit  her  father 
in  Chicago. 


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by  every  means  in  their  power,  while  we  business  men  of 
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lessness of  the  Argonaut  in  attacking  the  subversive 
crimes  upon  an  indulgent  public  —  and  which,  if  not 
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turbulence  and  woe  in  our  industrial  progress.  Indeed, 
we  have  nearly  arrived  at  that  point-in  our  national  his- 
tory when  the  nation  is  compelled  to  flay  liberty  and 
crucify  sympathy  that  it  may  camp  on  the  borderland  of 
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Editors  Argonaut:  Some  months  since  I  became  a 
subscriber  to  your  paper,  and  each  succeeding  issue 
makes  me  more  satisfied  than  ever  with  doing  so.  I  like 
the  stand  you  have  taken  in  regard  to  the  late  strike,  and 
if  yon  care  for  the  commendation  of  a  humble  sub- 
scriber, you  have  mine  to  the  fullest.  It  has  long  seemed 
to  me  that  the  great  want  of  the  age  is  a  fearless  news- 
paper— one  that  can  lift  itself  above  the  line  of  popular 
sympathies  and  look  at  every  question  from  the  point  of 
right  and  wrong.  The  demands  made  at  the  inception  of 
the  late  strike  placed  our  government  in  more  danger 
than  did  the  declaration  of  war  by  the  Confederate  Gov- 
ernment ;  and  had  Mr.  Debs  succeeded  in  his  under- 
taking, the  law  of  the  A.  R.  U.  would  soon  have  be- 
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to  tell  the  strikers  the  truth,  but  most  of  them 
handled  the  whole  question  with  gloss  on,  and  the 
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right,  and  worthy  of  the  highest  commendation.  In  the 
chaos  that  seemed  coming  I  was  almost  ashamed  that  I 
was  an  American  citizen  ;  but  the  President  did  his  duty 
so  nobly,  and  so  emphasized  the  fact  that  we  have  a  gov- 
ernment that  will  reach  out  and  protect  its  life  when  threat- 
ened, that  I  feel  as  much  like  swinging  my  hat  as  I  did  in 
the  days  of  yore  "when  Johnny  went  marching  home." 
I  want  to  commend  your  paper  for  another  reason.  I  be- 
lieve it  is  a  better  and  truer  friend  of  the  workingman 
than  any  of  the  so-called  labor  papers  in  the  United 
States.  The  best  friend  we  have  is  the  one  who  will  tell 
us  the  truth.  The  paper  that  will  hold  up  to  public  exe- 
cration the  iniquity  of  "sympathy  strikes  "  in  these  days 
of  business  depression  is  the  laboring  man's  best  friend. 
Who  can  not  believe  this  when  they  think  of  the 
many  thousands  of  women  and  children  who  will  soon 
be,  if  not  already,  crying  for  bread,  and  all  because 
the  "bread-winner"  obeyed  the  behest  of  Mr.  Debs 
and  went  out,  not  because  of  any  grievance  of  his 
own,  but  in  supposed  sympathy  for  some  one  else's 
grievance.  In  the  late  papers  I  see  that  the  wages  of 
all  engineers  and  trainmen  on  the  A.  T.  &  S.  F.  are 
to  be  cut,  and  simply  because  Mr.  Debs  and  the  hot- 
heads of  the  A.  R.  U.  so  tied  up  the  road  and  crippled  its 
earnings  that  the  receiver  can  not  pay  the  old  rate  of 
wages,  and  thus  the  innocent  have  to  suffer.  Do  not 
think,  Mr.  Editor,  that  I  have  any  sympathy  with  the 
Pullman  extortion.  I  have  none ;  but,  on  the  contrary, 
would  join  any  legitimate  boycott  aimed  at  that  monop- 
oly ;  but  in  trying  to  correct  this  wrong,  it  would  not  be 
right  to  do  a  greater  wrong  to  some  one  or  something 
else. 

With  best  wishes  for  the  success  of  the  Argonaut,  I  re- 
main, Yours  truly,  P.  Mothersill. 


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taining the  lists  of  names,  addresses,  and  reception 
days  of  the  leading  society  people,  is  now  in  press 
at  the  H.  S.  Crocker  Company.  Address  all  com- 
munications and  changes  to  Charles  C.  Hoag,  pub- 
lisher, 179  Crocker  Building,  San  Francisco. 


—  Bureau  of  Illustrated  Lectures.  Op- 
tical Projection  for  all  purposes.  Slides  made  to 
order,  for  sale  and  to  rent.  Stereopticons — Magic 
Lanterns.     Sam  C.  Partridge,  121  Post  Street. 


—  Spectacles  and  eye-glasses  accurately 
fitted  at  reasonable  prices.  Henry  Kahn  &  Co., 
opticians,  642  Market  Street,  Chronicle  Building. 


—  Shreve's  Gun  Store  moved  to  739  Mak- 
ket  Street,  opposite  Examiner  office.     Look  at  it  ! 


—Moore's  Poison-Oak  Remedy.    Cures  poi- 
son-oak  and  all  skin  diseases. 


Array  and  Navy  News. 

The  latest  personal  notes  relative  to  army  and 
navy  people  at  the  various  posts  around  San  Fran- 
cisco are  appended : 

Commodore  L.  A.  Beardslee,  U.  S.  N.,  reported  at 
Mare  Island  last  Monday  as  relief  to  Admiral  J.  G. 
Walker,  U.  S.  N.,  commanding  the  Pacific  Squadron. 
He  will  have  the  rank  of  rear-admiral. 

Lieutenant-Colonel  Francis  L.  Town,  U.  S.  A.,  has 
been  made  an  assistant  surgeon -general,  with  the  rank  of 
colonel. 

Captain  Alexander  Rodgers,  Fourth  Cavalry.  U.  S.  A., 
is  attending  the  division  encampment  of  the  National 
Guard  of  Pennsylvania  at  Gettysburg,  and  will  remain 
there  for  ten  days. 

Lieutenant  S.  A.  Staunton,  U.  S.  N.,  and  Lieutenant 
S.  S.  Wood,  U.  S.  N.,  have  been  detailed  as  flag  lieuten- 
ant and  aide-de-camp  of  the  staff  of  Admiral  J.  G.  Walker, 
U.  S.  N.,  and  placed  on  waiting  orders. 

Commodore  C.  C.  Carpenter,  U.  S.  N.,  left  last  Tues- 
day to  take  command  of  the  Asiatic  Station. 

Chief-Engineer  J.  Bumap,  U.  S.  N.,  has  been  detached 
from  duty  in  connection  with  the  department  of  steam 
engineering  at  Mare  Island  and  assigned  to  the  Citarlcs- 
ton. 

Surgeon  G.  P.  Bradley,  U.  S.  N.,  has  been  detached 
from  the  Wabash  and  ordered  to  Mare  Island.  He  will 
report  for  duty  on  August  25th. 

Ensign  and  Mrs.  George  R.  Slocum,  U.  S.  N.,  ne'e 
Le  Count,  went  to  Mare  Island  on  Friday.  Ensign 
Slocum  is  on  ordnance  duty  there. 

Lieutenant-Colonel  Johnson  V.  D.  Middleton,  Deputy 
Surgeon-General,  U.  S.  A.,  has  been  appointed  Medical 
Director  of  the  Department  of  California,  relieving  Lieu- 
tenant-Colonel Albert  Hartsuff,  Deputy  Surgeon-Gen- 
eral, U.  S.  A.,  who  has  gone  to  Chicago  for  duty. 

Lieutenant  M.  _C.  Gorgas,  U.  S.  N„  has  been  ordered 
to  conduct  a  draft  of  seamen  and  apprentices  from  New 
York  to  Mare  Island,  after  which  he  will  be  assigned  to 
the  ItuUpendence. 

Lieutenant  W.  F.  Hancock,  Fifth  Artillery,  U.  S.  A., 
recently  visited  Fort  Monroe,  Va.,  accompanied  by  his 
sister-in-law,  Miss  Mary  Dodge,  of  Washington,  D.  C. 
Lieutenant  Hancock  is  on  college  duty  at  Upper  Alton, 
111. 

Lieutenant  C.  P.  Elliott,  Fourth  Cavalry,  U.  S.  A., 
has  gone  to  the  lower  Clearwater  country  of  Idaho,  in 
charge  of  a  surveying  party. 

Lieutenant  William  H.  Hart,  Fourth  Cavalry,  U.  S. 
A.,  has  gone  to  Fort  Keogh,  Mont.,  to  participate  in  the 
cavalry  competition,  which  commences  August  13th. 


The  Princess  Louise  is  said  to  be  very  supersti- 
tious, and  sometimes  will  not  attend  public  functions 
as  agreed  upon  on  the  plea  that  she  knows  it  will  be 
one  of  her  "  bad  days." 


At  church  the  deacon  raised  the  tune 
With  nasal  twang  first  low,  then  louder; 

At  home  his  good  wife  raised  the  cake 
With  some  of  Cleveland's  Baking  Powder: — 

'Twas  vainly  hoped  his  tunes  he'd  make 
One  half  as  good  as  her  fine  cake. 


CUTICURA 
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tions, is  produced  by  CtiTicuRA  Soap,  the 
most  effective  skin  purifying  and  beautify- 
ing soap  in  the  world,  as  well  as  purest 
and  sweetest  for  toilet,  bath,  and  nursery. 

Bold  throughout  the  -world.  Price,  25c.  Potteb 
Dbuq  &  Chem.  Corp.,  Sole  Props.,  Boston. 
"  All  about  the  Skill,  Scalp,  and  Hair,"  free. 


Attention,  Connoisseurs ! 


1881 


Exported    to    Bermuda,    thence 
to    Bremen,    thence   to   Hamburg, 
U/UIOW  an<^    tneD    by    ship    Orpltcus.    five 

ntllunl  years  ago,  to  this  port,  laying  in 

__  uan  —  f.  — — »  bonded  warehouse.  Here  is  an 
RE-  mPDRTFIl  opportunity  for  connoisseurs  to 
nu  i in i  wu  I  ku,  buy  one  barrel  or  more  direct  from 
bonded  warehouse.  Orders  will  be  given  on  warehouse. 
After  thirteen  years,  the  natural  evaporation  being  great, 
the  barrels  now  contain  from  25  to  27  gallons  of  PURE 
WHISKY,  originally  45  to  47  gallons.  Will  sell  at 
S5.50  per  gallon,  re-gauged.  Send  your  orders  for 
same  to  MAU,  SADLER  &  CO., 

49  Beale  Street,  S.  F. 


BOUND    VOLUMES 

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From  1877  to  1894. 


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The  Thirty-fourth  Volume  is  now  ready. 
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ume I.  to  Volume  XXXIV.  Inclusive,  can  be 
obtained  at  the  office  of  this  paper.  "With 
the  exception  of  several  of  the  earlier  vol- 
umes, which  are  rare,  the  price  is  S-5.00  per 
volume.  Call  at  or  address  the  Business 
Office  of  The  Argonaut  Publishing  Co.,  213 
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The  wording  of  an  advertisement,  and 
particularly  its  typographical  appearance, 
whether  it  is  painted  upon  a  fence  or 
printed  in  a  newspaper,  are  of  the  great- 
est importance.  Catch-words,  either  in 
the  heading  or  in  the  body  of  the  adver- 
tisement, or  both,  should  be  made  use  of. 
The  more  skill  that  is  shown  in  the  use  of 
them,  all  things  being  considered,  the  bet- 
ter the  results  are  likely  to  be. — A.L. 
Bancroft. 


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ADDRESS  A  LETTER  OR  POSTAL  CARD  TO 

THE  PRESS  CLAIMS  COMPANY, 

JOHN  WEDDERBURN,  Managing  Attorney, 
P.  0.  Box  463.  Washington,  D.  C. 

Honorably  discharged  soldiers  and  sailors  who  served  ninety  days,  or  over,  in  the  late  war, 
are  entitled,  if  now  partially  or  wholly  disabled  for  ordinary  manual  labor,  whether  disability 
was  caused  by  service  or  not,  and  regardless  of  their  pecuniary  circumstances. 

WIDOWSof  such  soldiers  and  sailors  are  entitled  (if  not  remarried)  whether  soldier's  death 
was  due  to  army  service  or  not,  if  now  dependent  upon  their  own  labor  for  support.  Widows 
not  dependent  upon  their  own  labor  are  entitled  if  the  soldier's  death  was  due  to  service. 

CHILDREN  are  entitled  (if  under  sixteen  years]  in  almostall  cases  where  there  was  no 
widow,  or  she  has  u'nee  died  or  remarried. 

PAEENTS  are  enti..ed  if  soldier  left  neither  widow  nor  child,  provided  soldier  died  in 
service,  or  from  effects  of  service,  and  they  are  now  dependent  upon  their  own  labor  for  sup- 
port. It  makes  no  difference  whether  soldier  served  or  died  in  late  war  or  in  regular  army  or 
navy. 

Soldiers  of  the  late  war,  pensioned  under  one  law,  may  apply  for  higher  rates  under  other 
laws,  without  losing  any  rights. 

Thousands  of  soldiers  drawing-  from  $2  to  $:o  per  month  under  the  old  law  are  entitled  to 
higher  rates  under  new  law,  not  only  on  account  of  disabilities  for  which  now  pensioned,  but 
also  for  others,  whether  due  to  service  or  not. 

Soldiers  and  sailors  disabled  in  line  of  duty  in  regular  army  or  navy  since  the  war  are  also 
entitled,  whether  discharged  for  disability  or  not. 

Survivors,  and  their  widows,  of  the  Black  Hawk,  Creek,  Cherokee  and  Seminole  or  Flor- 
ida Indian  Wars  of  1832  to  1843,  are  entitled  under  a  recent  act. 

Mexican  War  soldiers  and  their  widows  also  entitled,  if  sixty-two  years  of  age  or  disabled 
o*-  dependent. 

Old  claims  completed  and  settlement  obtained,  whether  pension  has  been  granted  under 
la«.er  laws  or  not. 

Rejected  claims  reopened  and  settlement  secured,  if  rejection  improper  or  illegal. 

Certificates  of  service  and  discharge  obtained  for  soldiers  and  sailors  of  the  late  war  who 
have  lost  their  original  papers. 

Send  for  laws  and  information.     Nocharge  for  advice.    No  fee  unless  successful.    Address, 

THE  PRESS  CLAIMS  COMPANY, 
JOHN  WEDDERBURN,  Managing  Attorney, 


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January  i,  1894. 

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legal  depositary  for  Court  and  Trust  Funds.  Will  take 
entire  charge  of  Real  and  Personal  Estates,  collecting 
the  income  and  profits,  and  attending  to  all  such  details 
as  an  individual  in  like  capacity  could  do. 

Acts  as  Registrar  and  Transfer  Agent  of  all  Stocks 
and  Bonds. 

Receives  deposits  subject  to  check  and  allows  interest 
at  the  rate  of  two  per  cent,  per  annum  on  daily  balances. 
Issues  certificates  of  deposit  bearing  fixed  rates  of  interest. 

Receives  deposits  in  its  savings  department,  and  allows 
the  usual  rates  of  interest  thereon. 

RENTS  SAFES  inside  its  burglar-proof  vaults  at 
prices  from  $5  Per  annum  upwards,  according  to  size. 
Valuables  of  all  kinds  may  be  stored  at  low  rates. 

Wills  drawn  and  taken  care  of  without 
charge.     Call  or  write  for  circular. 

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San  Francisco,  Cal. 

Cash  Capital  and  Surplus S6, 250, 000 

Jno.  J.  Valentine,  President;  Homer  S.  King,  Manager. 
H.  Wadsworth,  Cashier;  F.  L.  Lipman,  Asst-Cashier. 
Directors — John  J.  Valentine,  Benj.  P.  Cheney,  Oliver 
Eldridge,  Henry  E.  Huntington,  Homer  S.  King,  Geo.  E. 
Gray,  John  J .  McCook,  Charles  F.  Crocker,  Dudley  Evans. 

BANK  OF  SISSON,  CROCKER  I  GO. 

(Incorporated  April  25,  1892.) 
3ZZ  Pine  Street,  San  Francisco. 

Directors : 
Geo.    W.    Scott,    President;    W,    W.    Van  Arsdale, 
Cashier;  J.  H.  Strobridge,  D.  W.  Earl,  J.  H.  Sisson,  F. 
H.  Green,  J.  M.  Haven. 

Receives  deposits;  dealers  10  exchange;  a  general 
banking  business  transacted. 

CONNECTICUT  FIRE  INSURANCE  CO. 

OF  HARTFORD. 


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Assets 2,633,228 

Surplus  to  policy-holders 1,550,589 


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THE    ALLEGED    HUMORISTS. 


Miss  Casey — "  I  always  pay  as  I  go."  Gertrude 
(who  is  tired} — "  Do  you  see  anything  in  this  room 
you  would  like  to  buy  ?  " — Vogue. 

When  a  man  does  not  want  to  do  a  thing,  he  says 
"  I  can  not"  ;  when  he  can  not  do  it,  he  says  "  I 
don't  want  to." — Etiegende  Blatter. 

Uncle  Treetop — "  There  is  about  the  best  laying 
hen  I've  got."  Miss  Bleecker — "How  many  eggs 
does  she  lay  for  a  quarter  ?  " — Puck. 

"  After  his  election  to  Congress,  did  he  affect  the 
legislation  of  the  country  for  good  ?  "  "Yes,  both 
Houses  adjourned  for  a  day  when  he  died." — Life. 

Dentist— "  What !  You  don't  want  gas?  You 
insisted  upon  having  gas  the  last  time."  Victim — 
"  You  haven't  been  eating  onions  this  time." — New 
York  Weekly. 

Boy — "  Gel  a  pail  of  water  an"  come  quick  !  The 
chicking-house  is  afire  an'  the  hens  is  so  excited 
with  the  heat  that  every  one  of  'era  is  a-layin'  fried 
eggs  !  "—Life. 

Willis — "You  don't  like  to  play  poker  with 
Jones,  do  you?"  Wallace — "What  leads  you  to 
think  so?"  Willis — "Jones  says  he  likes  to  play 
with  you." — Harlem  Life. 

Mrs.  Brown — "  Since  they  have  become  en- 
gaged, they  just  sit  in  the  parlor,  and  not  a  word 
passes  between  them."  Brown — "  Perhaps  there 
is  no  room  for  it  to  do  so." — Puck. 

"  There  goes  my  hat !  "  yelled  the  pompous  man 
with  the  red  face.  "Yes,"  rejoined  the  calm 
party  with  chin  whiskers,  "straws  show  the  way 
the  wind  blows." — Detroit  Tribune. 

Office-boy — "  Dere's  two_men  out  dere  wants  to 
see  yer  ;  one  of  'em's  a  poet,  and  lother  'n'  's  a  deef 
man."  Editor — "Well,  go  out  and  tell  the  poet 
that  the  deaf  man  is  the  editor." — Puck. 

Always  a  gentleman:  Chollie — "Chappie,  deah 
boy,  you  aw  pawsitively  and  gwossly  intoxicated — 
you  actually  have  a  jag  on  !  "  Chappie — "  Haw  ! 
Is  it  on  stwaight  ?  " — Indianapolis  Journal. 

"  Ma,  what's  the  cab  stopping  for  ?  "  "  We  have 
to_pay  toll  here,  Willie."  "  But  who  pays  the  toll 
when  the  cab's  empty  ?  "  "I  don't  know,  dearest ; 
mamma  never  has  ridden  in  an  empty  cab." — 
Truth. 

Cobb — "  Have  you  seen  Plankmgton's  black  eye  ? 
I  asked  his  wife  about  it,  and  she  said  she  threw  a 
lump  of  sugar  at  him  in  fun."  Nobb — "Yes  ;  but 
she  didn't  add  that  it  was  in  a  cup  of  coffee." — 
Judge. 

Pipkin — "  I  don't  understand  how  Brace  man- 
ages to  dress  as  well  as  he  does."  Potts — "  Noth- 
ing could  be  simpler  ;  he  pawns  his  old  suit  for 
money  enough  to  make  a  deposit  on  a  new  one." — 
Truth. 

Wife — "  Dear  me,  you  can  never  find  a  thing 
without  asking  me  where  it  is.  How  did  you  get 
along  before  you  were  married  ? "  Husband — 
"  Things  stayed  where  they  were  put  then." — New 
York  Weekly. 

At  the  Gaiety:  Thinker — "Wasn't  that  girl  in 
the  third  row  of  the  chorus  with  the  '  Silvery 
Sardine'  company  last  season?"  Flounder — "I 
don't  know.  I  haven't  a  good  memory  for  figures." 
—Pick-Me-Up. 

Business  man — "  Here  is  a  quarter  for  you  to  go 
to  the  variety  theatre."  Office-boy — "Thankee, 
sir.  Anything  I  can  do  for  you?"  Businessman 
— "  Yes.  Learn  a  new  song.  I  am  a  little  tired  of 
the  old  ones." — Good  News. 

Presence   of    mind  :     Griscom    (as    young    lady 

sings) — "  That  sounds  like  the  devil "    Stranger 

— "  Sir,  that  is  my  daughter."  Griscom  (quickly) — 
"As  I  was  about  to  say,  the  developed  and  ma- 
tured vocalization  of  a  Patti." — ; Judge. 

One  day  Calino  Junior  asked  Calino  Senior  where 
the  water  which  was  in  the  brooks  went  to.  "  Into 
the  rivers,"  said  monsieur.  "  And  where  does  the 
water  in  the  rivers  go  to?"  "Into  the  sea." 
"And  where  does  the  water  in  the  sea  go  to?" 
"  It  is  absorbed  by  the  sponges  at  the  bottom,"  an- 
swered M.  Calino. — Ex. 

Country  pastor — "  You  have  no  idea  how  hard  it 
is  for  me  to  perform  my  duties  here."  Visiting 
bishop — "What  are  some  of  your  difficulties?" 
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TABLE    OF    CONTENTS. 

Editorial:  The  Passage  of  the  Tariff  Act— Democratic  "Free  Trade" 
that  Gives  more  Protection  than  the  McKinley  Act — Cleveland's 
Statement  Regarding  It — Democratic  Truculeoce  to  Trusts— A  Uni- 
versal Move  to  Restrict  Immigration — The  Flow  of  Emigration — What 
the  Statistics  Teach — The  War  between  the  Roman  Catholic  Church 
and  the  Liquor  Interest — Archbishop  Corrigan's  Correspondence  with 
a  Liquor  Organ's  Editor — Will  the  Church  "  Refrain  from  a  Blind 
Application  of  Principles  "  ri — Is  Journalism  a  Trade  ? — Privileges  and 
Immunities  Claimed  by  Reporters — The  Modern  Newspaper  a  Busi- 
ness Concern  Solely — Women  as  Witnesses 1-3 

A  Caged  Lion  :   By  Frank  Norris 4 

Paris  Notes  :  Sights  and  Sounds  of  a  Summer  Evening — Funny  Phases 
of  French  Anglomania — Queer  English  Phrases  —  At  the  Divan 
Japonais — A  Strange  Place  of  Amusement — Kow  Yvette  Goes  to  Bed 
There — How  a  Parisienne  Gets  Up  at  the  Folies- Berg  ere — Edibk 
Dainties  to  be  Had  in  Summer — Sights  of  the  Boulevard  after  Night- 
fall— The  "  Open  Air  "  in  Art  and  Pleasure  on  the  Seine 5 

Individualities:  Notes  About  Prominent  People  all  Over  the  World 5 

Du  Maurier's  New  Novel:  "Trilby,"  the  Extraordinary  Story  by  the 

Famous  Artist  of  "  Punch" 6 

Old  Favorites:  "Amontillado,"  by  Thomas  Eailey  Aldrich ;  "  Aurum 

Potabile,"  by  Bayard  Taylor 7 

Open-Air  Theatricals:  "  Flaneur  "  talks  of  the  Stupid  Shows  in  New 
York  City — Dreadful  Roof-Garden  Programmes — "The  Mikado  "  and 
"The  Passing  Show" — "Living  Pictures"  Admired  by  Hayseeds — 
In  the  Museums — "Midsummer   Night's  Dream"  at  Saratoga — Who 

were  in  the  Cast  and  How  It  Went — Notable  People  at  Saratoga 7 

Literary  Notes:  Personal  and  Miscellaneous  Gossip — "Trilby"  and  Its 

Author — New  Publications 8-9 

A  Suppressed  Pamphlet:  The  Kaiser  as  Caligula 9 

Drama  :  The  Empire  Company  in  "  Liberty  Hall" — Stage  Gossip 10 

Vanity  Fair n 

The  Faithful  Newfoundland  :  A  Tale  of  the  Eathing  Beach 12 

The  Tuneful  Liar:    "On    the    Common,"    "The  Crucial    Moment," 

"  Foiled  Again,"  "The  Bather,"  "  Following  Nature,"  "?" 12 

Storyettes:  Grave  and  Gay,  Epigrammatic  and  Otherwise — He  was 
Not  a  Physician — A  Medical  Student's  Answer — Ben  Jonson's  Ready 
Wit— How  the  Judge  Got  a  Fire — How  Payn  Spiked  the  Classicist's 
Guns — Alboni  Crushes  an  Impertinent  Young  Woman — The  Wily 
Parishioners — Casimir-Perier,  his  Grandfather,  and  Queen  Pomare — 
An  Irishman's  Affidavit — A  Strong  Brew — The  Bridegroom's  Story — A 

Volunteer's  Predicament — Jeffrey  Keller's  Wit 13 

Society  :  Movements  and   Whereabouts — Notes  and   Gossip — Army  and 

Navy  News I4-I5 

The  Alleged  Humorists:  Paragraphs  Ground  out  by  the  Dismal  Wits 
of  the  Day 16 


The  Democratic  House  has  fallen  down.  The  Sugar 
Trust  senators  have  bulldozed  the  Senate  and  the  Senate  has 
now  bulldozed  the  House.  The  tariff  bill  has  passed,  and 
with  it  has  passed  away  the  honor  of  the  Democratic 
party. 

What  is  this  bill  which  has  just  passed  the  House  ?  It 
purported  when  it  started  to  be  a  move  in  the  direction  of 
free  trade.  Yet  of  it,  Representative  Burke  Cockran,  of 
New  York,  said  on  the  floor  of  the  House  :  "  It  is  a  more 
obnoxious  protective  measure  than  the  tariff  which  it  is  de- 
signed to  supplant." 

This  is  the  view  of  a  Democratic  free-trader.  Listen  to 
the  view  of  a  Republican  protectionist — it  is  Governor  Mc- 
Kinley  who  speaks  :  "  Under  the  statistics  furnished  by  the 
Senate  Committee,  based  on  the  importations  of  sugar  dur- 
ing the  fiscal  year  up  to  June  30,  1893,  the  ad  valorem 
duty  under  the  McKinley  law  of  1890  was  12.86  per  cent., 
and  under  the  proposed  law  passed  by  the  Democratic 
House  on  August  1 3th,  based  upon  the  same  importation, 
the  ad  valorem  rate  would  be  43.21  per  cent.,  or  a  difference 
of  i>g  cents  on  every  pound  of  sugar  imported  into  this 
country."  This  is  free  trade  with  a  vengeance — Democratic 
free  trade.  Under  this  curious  Democratic  way  of  depriving 
the  sugar  millionaires   of  protection   and  helping  the   poor 


consumers  by  quadrupling  their  sugar  tax,  Sugar  Trust  cer- 
tificates rose  with  a  bound. 

Let  us  take  the  views  of  another  man  upon  this  bill — 
Grover  Cleveland,  elected  President  by  the  Democrats  on  a 
free-trade  platform  declaring  Republican  protection  to  be  a 
fraud  and  a  robbery.  What  does  he  say  ?  In  his  celebrated 
letter  to  W.  L.  Wilson,  read  on  the  floor  of  the  House  on 
July  19,  1S94,  he  said  : 

"  There  is  no  excuse  for  mistaking  or  misapprehending  the  feelings 
and  the  temper  of  the  rank  and  file  of  the  Democracy.  They  are 
downcast  under  the  assertion  that  their  party  failed  in  ability  to  man- 
age the  government,  and  they  are  apprehensive  that  efforts  to  bring 
about  tariff  reform  may  fail ;  but  they  are  much  more  downcast  and 
apDrehensive  in  their  fears  that  Democratic  principles  may  be  sur- 
rendered. 

"  Every  true  Democrat  and  every  sincere  tariff  reformer  knows 
that  this  bill"  [the  Senate  bill  just  passed  by  the  House]  "  in  its  pres- 
ent form  and  as  it  will  be  submitted  to  the  conference,  falls  far  short 
of  the  consummation  for  which  we  have  long  labored  ;  for  which  we 
have  suffered  defeat  without  discouragement ;  which  in  its  anticipa- 
tion gave  us  a  rallying  cry  in  our  day  of  triumph  ;  and  which  in  its 
promise  of  accomplishment  is  so  interwoven  with  Democratic  pledges 
and  Democratic  successes  that  our  abandonment  of  the  cause  or  the 
principles  upon  which  it  rests  means  party  perfidy  and  party  dis- 
honor." 

That  is  not  the  partisan  statement  of  an  enemy  of  the 
Democratic  part}'  and  its  "  principles,"  if  it  has  any  ;  it  is 
the  deliberate  and  measured  utterance  of  the  man  who  is 
admittedly  the  head  of  that  party — utterances  all  the  more 
carefully  studied  because  they  were  designed  to  be  read 
upon  the  floor  of  the  House,  and  designed  to  show  to  the 
American  people,  for  the  first  time  in  their  history,  an 
American  President  openly  interfering  with  legislation  in 
the  American  Congress.  These  wrords  were  studied  and 
carefully  pondered  over  before  they  were  read  from  the 
throne  to  Mr.  Cleveland's  faithful  commons.  His  words  are, 
therefore,  not  to  be  lightly  considered,  and  when,  after  re- 
viewing the  shuffles,  quibbles,  and  evasions  in  the  Senate 
tariff  bill  just  passed,  he  says  :  "  How  can  we  face  the 
people  after  indulging  in  such  outrageous  discriminations 
and  violations  of  principle?  "  it  is  a  question  that  Democratic 
senators  and  representatives  will  find  it  impossible  to  answer. 

A  favorite  sneer  of  Democrats  has  been  that  the  Re- 
publican party  was  the  "  friend  of  corporations  and  of 
trusts."  It  is  true  that  corporations  have  thrived  under  the 
Republican  system  of  protection,  but  so  have  individuals,  so 
have  States,  so  have  the  United  States.  So  far,  and  so  far 
only,  has  the  Republican  party  been  the  friend  of  corpora- 
tions. Corporations  are  made  of  men.  All  men  in  the 
United  States  prospered  under  the  Republican  system  of 
protection.  Corporations,  being  made  of  men,  pros- 
pered, too. 

Laboring  men,  under  the  Republican  system  of  protec- 
tion to  American  industries,  received  the  highest  wages  ever 
paid  in  the  history  of  the  world — much  higher  than  they 
ever  will  again.  It  struck  high  noon  for  the  workman's 
wage  in  these  United  States  during  the  closing  months  of 
the  recent  Republican  administration. 

But  the  party  which  professed  to  be  a  deadly  foe  to 
trusts  and  corporations  and  "  the  friend  of  labor "  was 
voted  into  power,  as  the  workingmen  know.  They  have 
had  it  impressed  on  their  minds — some  by  losing  their  jobs, 
and  others  by  having  their  wages  lowered.  The  party 
which  declared  itself  to  be  "  the  enemy  of  corporations  and 
of  trusts  "  has  been  for  seventeen  months  in  full  possession  of 
the  government,  and  has  spent  its  time  in  futile  wrangling 
over  the  tariff.  Now,  after  more  than  a  year  of  this  squalid 
squabbling,  they  have  come  to  a  partial  agreement,  and  have 
passed  a  tariff  bill  which  their  President  is  ashamed  to  sign, 
which  their  best  men  disavow,  and  which  is  a  sham  and  a 
fraud.  But  in  the  course  of  their  bickering  the  secret  of 
the  long  delay  has  leaked  out.  What  is  that  secret  ?  The 
party  which  declared  itself  to  be  "the  foe  of  trusts  and 
corporations "  is  now  convicted  of  this  crime  against  the 
people — /'/  ha  s  delayed  all  tariff  legislation  and  finally  fixed 
the  sugar  tax  under  the  orders  of  the  Sugar  Trust. 

So  this  is  "  the  party  of  reform,"  "  the  party  of  purity," 
"  the  friend  of  labor,"  and  "  the  enemy  of  corporations  and 


trusts."  This  is  the  party  which  was  voted  into  office  on  its 
pledges  of  reform.  This  is  the  party  which  accused  the 
Republican  organization  of  being  "  the  friend  of  corpora- 
tions." Never  in  the  history  of  the  country  has  so  shame- 
ful a  scandal  been  developed  as  the  recent  revelations  on  the 
floor  of  this  Democratic  Congress. 

Grover  Cleveland  said  that  an  abandonment  of  their  free- 
trade  principles  meant  "party  perfidy  and  party  dishonor." 
But  there  is  a  dishonor  and  a  perfidy  lower  than  these,  and 
to  those  depths  has  the  Democratic  parry*  fallen.  It  is  not 
alone  false  to  its  principles  and  to  its  constituents,  but  it  is 
false  to  the  whole  people  as  welL  For  when  a  political 
party,  in  a  republic  like  this  one  of  ours,  sells  its  birth- 
right of  freedom  for  a  mess  of  pottage  and  betrays  the 
people  for  the  filthy  bribes  of  a  greedy  corporation,  it  has 
fallen  to  a  depth  of  dishonor  and  a  blackness  of  perfidy 
never  equaled  in  the  history  of  the  world. 

It  is  becoming  evident  that  a  new  policy  in  regard  to  im- 
migration is  about  to  be  inaugurated.  The  press  throughout 
the  country  has  at  length  become  aroused  to  the  dangers  of 
unrestricted  immigration,  and  the  people  are  beginning  to 
move.  In  Boston,  the  Immigration  Restriction  League  is 
organizing  the  movement,  and  action  can  not  be  delayed 
much  longer.  Not  the  least  reassuring  feature  of  this  gen- 
eral awakening  is  the  fact  that  it  comes  at  a  time  when  there 
is  less  cause  for  anxiety  than  usuaL  For  several  months  the 
usual  flow  of  immigration  has  been  reversed.  Departures 
for  Europe  have  been  unprecedentedly  numerous,  and  the 
number  of  those  coming  to  this  country  has  been  unusually 
small.  It  has  been  estimated,  on  the  basis  of  the  most 
reliable  statistics  attainable,  that  during  the  first  six  months 
of  this  year  one  hundred  and  fifty-one  former  immigrants 
have  returned  to  Europe  for  every  hundred  that  came  to 
make  their  homes  among  us.  This  represents  a  net  loss  in 
the  foreign-born  population  of  over  sixty-five  thousand  for 
the  half  year.  This  unprecedented  exodus  has  been  due  to 
special  causes.  The  hard  times,  which  always  give  an  impe- 
tus to  emigration,  have  been  supplemented  this  year  by  a 
war  among  the  steamship  companies  which  has  reduced  the 
cost  of  steerage  passage  to  Europe  to  ten  dollars,  while 
every  additional  inducement  is  offered  to  the  prospective 
emigrant.  Every  day,  reports  come  of  the  unusual  number 
taking  advantage  of  these  opportunities  to  return  to  their 
former  homes.  Last  week  a  number  of  Russian  colonists 
who  had  settled  in  Kansas  decided  to  return  to  Russia  in  a 
body. 

Were  the  statistics  of  the  ebb  and  flow  of  the  tide  of  im- 
migration more  complete,  they  would  be  of  great  assistance 
in  understanding  many  social  problems  now  obscure.  Un- 
fortunately, however,  there  is  no  provision  for  collecting  the 
figures  that  would  be  most  interesting  at  the  present  time — 
those  of  emigration.  Since  1S20,  the  Federal  Government 
has  kept  a  record  of  the  number  arriving  on  our  shores 
each  year,  and  since  1856  a  distinction  has  been  made  in 
this  record  between  immigrants  and  tourists.  But  for  in- 
formation regarding  the  number  leaving  this  country,  the 
government  has  been  dependent  upon  the  voluntary  state- 
ments furnished  by  the  steamship  companies,  and  these 
make  a  distinction  only  between  cabin  and  steerage  passen- 
gers. Figures  collected  in  this  manner  are  necessarily  in- 
complete and,  as  to  the  facts  of  immigration,  inaccurate. 

With  more  complete  statistics  at  command,  it  might  be 
learned  what  relation,  if  any,  there  is  between  foreign  im- 
migration and  financial  depression.  The  immigration  of 
the  year  1837  was  the  largest  that  had  been  known  up  to 
that  time,  and  the  number  had  been  steadily  climbing  up  for 
five  years  before  that  time.  After  the  falling  off  resulting 
from  the  panic  of  1837,  the  highest  point  was  again  reached 
in  1854,  to  be  followed  shortly  by  the  second  great  panic. 
After  the  Civil  War,  increasing  numbers  of  the  people  of 
Europe  flocked  to  our  shores  in  search  of  homes  until  1873, 
when  a  new  record  was  established  at  459,803,  which  pre- 
ceded another  panic.  This  point  was  again  pasf 
fore  the  depression  of  1882  ;  and  during  the  thre 
fore  last  year's  panic  the  greatest  yearly  a1. 


THE        ARGONAUT. 


August  20,  1894. 


been  known  was  attained.  Thus  each  of  the  five  great 
periods  of  depression  in  the  history  of  this  country  was  pre- 
ceded by  unusual  activity  in  immigration. 

Does  the  relation  of  cause  and  effect  exist  here,  or  is  it 
merely  a  curiously  repeated  coincidence?  If  there  is  no 
such  causal  relation,  it  is  certainly  strange  that  the  one  should 
follow  the  other  so  persistently.  The  increase  in  immigra- 
tion is  undoubtedly  due  to  the  prosperity  and  inflation  that 
precede  financial  panics.  But  the  arrivals  in  such  large 
numbers  intensify  the  conditions  that  lead  to  the  final  crisis. 
They  enter  the  ranks  of  labor  to  compete  and  form  a  glut  in 
the  labor  market.  Where  they  obtain  employment,  it  is  at 
the  expense  of  those  already  employed  ;  the  number  of  the 
unemployed  becomes  greater,  labor  becomes  uneasy  and 
restless,  and  general  confidence  is  shaken.  This  is  the  con- 
dition most  favorable  to  financial  collapse.  It  is,  of  course, 
true  that  this  force  alone  would  not  be  sufficient  to  cause  a 
panic,  but,  where  other  forces  are  present,  it  hastens  and  in- 
tensifies the  catastrophe.  The  industrial  armies  of  a  few 
months  ago  owed  their  existence  in  great  part  to  the  large 
number  of  home-seekers  who  had  come  from  Europe  during 
the  three  or  four  preceding  years  and  directly  or  indirectly 
swelled  the  ranks  of  the  unemployed. 

The  statistics  of  emigration,  incomplete  though  they  are, 
also  have  their  lesson  for  the  present  time.  They  were  not 
collected  prior  to  1 868,  and  therefore  the  effect  of  the  panics 
of  1837  and  1857  can  not  be  known.  After  the  panic  of 
1873,  emigration  increased  from  61,672  to  82,424  for  1874, 
and  106,376  for  the  next  year.  But  the  impulse  did  not  last 
longer  than  two  years,  and  during  the  next  three  years  there 
was  a  falling  off  in  the  number  returning  home  to  Europe. 
Again  in  1884  and  18S5  the  outward-bound  movement 
reached  large  proportions,  the  number  for  the  latter  year — 
1 53,466 — being  the  largest  ever  reported  for  a  single  year. 
The  next  year,  however,  it  fell  to  1 1 2,000  and  remained  at 
about  that  figure  for  several  years. 

If  these  figures  are  of  any  value,  they  prove  that  the  im- 
pulse given  to  emigration  by  hard  times  will  spend  itself 
in  two  years.  This  may  be  expected  in  the  present  case, 
and,  after  next  year,  the  number  of  persons  leaving  for  their 
homes  will  probably  decrease  considerably.  Despite  the 
largely  increased  emigration  of  this  year,  over  one  and  a 
quarter  million  people  have  come  to  make  their  homes  here, 
during  the  four  years  of  this  decade,  in  excess  of  those  who 
have  gone  away.  Though  the  figures  for  the  next  fiscal 
year  may  decrease  this  gain  somewhat,  the  census  of  1900 
will  show  a  large  increase  in  the  foreign  population,  if 
"  natural  laws "  alone  are  depended  on.  The  decade  fol- 
lowing the  panic  of  1873  showed  one  hundred  and  twenty- 
three  immigrants  to  every  hundred  that  had  come  during 
the  preceding  decade  ;  the  ten  years  following  that  showed 
one  hundred  and  sixty-three.  The  current  seems  to  bound 
forward  after  each  impediment  with  increased  vigor.  At  the 
same  rate  of  increase  more  than  twice  as  many  immigrants 
would  arrive  here  during  the  current  decade  as  came  during 
that  preceding  1873. 

This  prospect  is  not  likely  to  be  realized,  however.  For 
years  the  Argonaut  was  almost  alone  in  demanding  a  re- 
striction of  immigration,  but  that  is  no  longer  the  case. 
However  much  the  politicians,  who  fear  the  Irish  vote,  or 
the  German  vote,  or  the  Italian  vote,  may  desire  that  the 
people  should  be  lulled  into  a  sense  of  fancied  security  by 
the  present  reversal  of  the  usual  course  of  travel,  they  are 
not  likely  to  be  deceived,  and  will  demand  that  effective 
,  legislation  be  enacted  at  the  present  most  favorable  time. 


The  only  new  developments  in  the  pending  war  between 
the  Roman  Catholic  Church  and  the  liquor  interest  are  the 
statements  of  Archbishop  Corrigan  and  the  resolutions  of 
the  Catholic  Total  Abstinence  Union,  at  St.  Paul,  on  August 
2d.  The  Total  Abstinence  Union  takes  the  ground  which 
might  have  been  expected.     It  said  : 

"The  decision  of  the  Papal  delegate  can  not  fail  to  give  addi- 
tional authority  to  the  recommendation  of  the  council  of  Baltimore 
that  all  Catholic  saloon-keepers  abandon,  as  soon  as  they  can,  the 
dangerous  traffic,  and  embark  in  some  becoming  way  of  making  a 
living.  The  scandal  of  a  preponderating  number  of  Catholics  in  the 
saloon  business  is  a  disgrace  too  long  endured.  Whatever  the  cause 
of  the  fact,  a  new  day  is  at  hand.  The  convention  rejoices  that 
Catholics  are  now  aroused  to  the  great  evil  and  the  great  disgrace  of 
intemperance  and  dens  of  intemperance  among  Catholics.  Let 
saloon-keepers  be  excluded  from  membership  in  all  societies  of 
Catholics  ;  give  no  support  to  Catholic  papers  which  allow  liquor- 
dealers  to  advertise  in  their  columns." 

No  less  could  be  anticipated  from  a  society  especially  de- 
voted to  the  cause  of  prohibition. 

Archbishop  Corrigan  was  challenged  by  the  editor  of  the 
Wine  and  Spirit  Gazette  to  define  his  position.  The  editor 
"dared  him  to  enforce  in  letter  and  in  spirit  the  decree 
against  the  liquor  traffic,"  adding,  "  Let  the  archbishop  do  it 
and  watch  the  consequences."  To  this  the  archbishop  re- 
plied, in  his  own  handwriting  and  over  his  signature,  as 
follow-  : 

"  1  loyally  accept  the  principles  laid  down  by  Mgr.  Satolli,  both  in 
i  spirit  and  to  the  letter.     More  than  this,  no  Catholic  can  refuse 


to  accept  them.  Please  remember,  however,  that  acceptance  of  prin- 
ciples is  not  to  be  confounded  with  the  blind  application  of  •  the  same 
on  all  occasions  and  under  all  circumstances." 

The  editor  of  the  Gazette  pointedly  retorted  that  the 
question  at  issue  was  not  the  acceptance  of  a  principle,  but 
the  inauguration  of  a  practice,  and  asked  in  a  straight- 
forward way  whether  the  archbishop  was  prepared  to  refuse 
admission  to  Roman  Catholic  societies  to  parties  engaged  in 
the  manufacture  or  sale  of  intoxicating  liquors,  and  to  in- 
struct his  clergy  to  deny  the  rights  and  privileges  of  the 
church  to  liquor-dealers  who  sell  on  Sunday?  To  that 
query  no  answer  has  been  vouchsafed,  nor  has  any  case  been 
made  public  in  which  the  church  has  brought  its  power  to 
bear  against  recalcitrant  liquor-dealers. 

There  are  in  New  York  city  eight  thousand  retail  liquor- 
dealers  and  twelve  hundred  wholesale.  In  the  whole  State, 
forty-five  thousand  persons  make  their  living  by  the  sale  of 
liquor  ;  in  the  country  at  large,  it  is  stated,  on  Roman  Cath- 
olic authority,  that  two-thirds  of  the  dealers  in  liquor,  at 
wholesale  and  retail,  belong  to  the  Roman  Catholic  faith. 
Among  so  many,  opportunities  of  putting  the  new  doctrine 
to  a  practical  test  ought  to  be  numerous.  Yet  thus  far  not  a 
single  instance  of  the  ostracism  of  a  Roman  Catholic  liquor- 
dealer  by  the  clerical  authorities  has  been  brought  to  public 
notice.  It  is  gravely  to  be  feared  that  the  temperance  thun- 
derbolt which  was  thrown  by  Bishop  Watterson  and  Ab- 
legate Satolli  will  turn  out  to  be  a  brutum  fulmen. 

It  should  not  be  so.  The  fundamental  doctrine  of  the 
Roman  Catholic  Church  is  expressed  in  the  verse  of 
Matthew  in  which  Christ  says  to  the  disciple  :  "  Thou  art 
Peter,  and  upon  this  rock  will  I  build  my  church,  and  the 
gates  of  hell  shall  not  prevail  against  it."  Here  is  a  case  in 
which  the  church,  as  represented  by  the  Ablegate  Satolli 
speaking  for  the  Pope,  stands  on  one  side,  and  the  liquor 
interest,  typified  by  the  gates  of  hell,  on  the  other.  Be- 
tween the  two  an  irrepressible  conflict  rages.  The  liquor- 
dealers  must  either  abandon  their  calling  or  their  church. 
Has  any  one  heard  of  a  saloon-keeper  shutting  up  his  rum- 
shop  in  order  to  obey  the  fiat  of  his  church  ?  On  the  con- 
trary, is  it  not  a  fact  that  a  number  of  saloon-keepers  are 
setting  the  church  at  defiance  in  terms  even  more  oppro- 
brious than  those  of  the  Wine  and  Spirit  Gazette  ? 

It  is  unfair  to  assume  that  a  body  of  men  will  pursue  a 
given  course,  and  then  to  rebuke  them  for  so  doing.  Im- 
partiality requires  that  men  shall  be  tried  by  what  they  have 
done,  not  by  what  they  may  do.  It  is  possible  that  the 
Papal  Church  may  adhere  to  the  path  traced  out  for  it  by 
Mgr.  Satolli.  If  it  does,  it  will  be  entitled  to  the  greater 
praise,  as  its  power  for  usefulness  can  hardly  be  exaggerated. 
It  is  not  too  much  to  say  that  it  rests  with  the  Roman  Catho- 
lic hierarchy  to  extirpate  the  most  vicious  form  of  liquor 
dealing,  namely,  the  corner  grocery  and  the  small  saloon. 
If  the  church  is  resolute,  fathers  of  families,  as  most  liquor- 
dealers  are,  will  not  stick  to  a  calling  which  places  them  on 
the  footing  of  outcasts  and  pariahs.  If  the  church  is  in 
earnest,  those  of  them  who  have  any  conscience  at  all  will 
slip  out  of  the  liquor  business  and  earn  their  bread  at  some 
calling  which  will  not  brand  them  with  the  stigma  of  infamy. 
The  church  can  do  that  which  the  Prohibitionists  have  failed 
to  accomplish  with  all  their  laws — it  can  place  saloon- 
keepers on  the  same  footing  as  keepers  of  gambling-houses 
or  houses  of  ill-fame,  and  thus  it  can  narrow  the  number  of 
those  who  are  willing  to  court  such  infamy  for  coin  to  the 
basest  and  most  unprincipled  members  of  the  community. 

But  to  accomplish  this  end  the  church  will  have  to  surren- 
der the  donations  it  derives  from  the  liquor  interest.  And 
such  practices  have  not  been  among  its  habits.  Before  the 
discovery  of  America,  slavery  existed  in  Europe  as  a  conse- 
quence of  war.  Belligerents  enslaved  their  prisoners,  as  a 
matter  of  course  ;  Christian  slaves  rowed  in  Moslem  galleys 
and  Moslem  slaves  were  an  article  of  trade  at  Christian  sea- 
ports. After  the  discovery  of  America,  Columbus  made 
slaves  of  the  natives  and  sent  some  of  them  on  exhibition  to 
Spain.  The  lofty  soul  of  Queen  Isabella  rebelled  at  the 
wrong.  She  set  the  captives  free  and  ordered  her  officers  to 
enslave  no  more  Indians.  A  long  series  of  Popes  indorsed 
her  humane  views.  They  declared  that  it  was  contrary  to 
humanity  and  to  religion  to  reduce  the  helpless  Americans 
to  slavery,  and  they  threatened  slave-holders  with  the  ven- 
geance of  the  church.  But  the  anathemas  of  Rome  did  not 
rescue  one  Indian  from  slavery  or  prevent  the  sons  of  the 
church  from  cultivating  their  estates  with  slave  labor.  When 
the  natives  were  thinned  out  by  the  oppression  they  endured, 
the  importation  of  African  negroes  took  the  place  of  the 
old  regime.  Again  Rome  fulminated  its  thunders  against  the 
slave  trade,  but  it  went  on  all  the  same,  and  West  Indian  and 
Mexican  planters,  high  in  favor  at  the  Vatican,  bought  swarms 
of  slaves  and  worked  them  on  the  plantations  without  forfeit- 
ing their  position  as  members  in  good  standing  of  the  Holy 
Apostolic  Church.  Nay,  churchmen  themselves,  bishops 
and  archdeacons,  had  negro  slaves  in  their  houses  without 
provoking  remonstrance  from  their  superiors.  As  Arch- 
bishop   Corrigan    says,   the  Popes   refrained   from   a  blind 


application  of  their  principles  on  all  occasions  and  under  all 
circumstances. 

History  may  not  repeat  itself  in  the  present  liquor  con- 
troversy ;   but  then,  again,  it  may. 


In  the  new  law  passed  by  the  French  Government  to  sup- 
press anarchism  and  anarchists,  two  sections  of  the  bill  are 
most  admirable.  One  of  them  prescribes  solitary  confine- 
ment for  anarchists.  This  does  away  with  the  female  idiot 
bearing  flowers,  and  the  male  idiot  bearing  a  goose-quill — in 
other  words,  the  interviewing  reporter.  The  other  section 
forbids  the  press  to  report  anarchist  trials. 

It  is  needless  to  state  that  these  two  sections  of  the  bill 
were  received  with  clamorous  indignation  by  the  French 
newspapers.  These  journals,  although  fully  as  venal,  are  in 
some  ways  not  so  bad  as  ours,  but  they  are  gradually  pick- 
ing up  the  worst  features  of  the  American  press — notably 
the  sensational  interview  and  the  morbid  glamour  thrown 
around  a  criminal.  These  features  they  are  loth  to  lose. 
Therefore,  when  the  bill  was  under  debate  in  the  Chamber 
on  Tuesday,  July  24th,  there  were  several  tumultuous  scenes, 
as  the  reporters  in  the  press  gallery  had  the  effrontery  to  dis- 
sent from  the  remarks  of  some  of  the  speakers  on  the  floor. 
This  finally  resulted  in  the  expulsion  of  all  the  reporters 
from  the  press  gallery.  They  then  deputed  one  of  their  num- 
ber to  challenge  Deputy  Denoix,  to  whose  remarks  they  ob- 
jected. The  remarks  of  Deputy  Denoix  have  been  variously 
reported,  owing  to  the  tumult  upon  the  floor,  but  he  is  be- 
lieved to  have  said  something  to  the  effect  that  the  press  was 
not  privileged  and  that  journalism  was  merely  a  trade. 

The  result  of  the  duel  we  have  not  learned.  It  is  not 
vital  to  the  world  whether  a  reporter  has  pinked  Deputy 
Denoix,  or  whether  Deputy  Denoix  has  perforated  the  re- 
portorial  viscera.  But  it  is  important  to  the  French  legisla- 
tive Chamber  whether  its  deliberations  shall  be  interfered 
with  by  a  gang  of  persons  engaged  in  selling  news,  and  its 
members  forced  to  fight  with  non-members  to  defend  ex- 
pressions used  in  debate  upon  the  floor  of  the  house. 

The  expression  to  which  the  reporters  objected  was  prob^ 
ably  that  which  stigmatized  journalism  as  a  trade.  They 
may  have  been  annoyed  at  the  remark  that  the  press  was 
not  entitled  to  any  privilege  in  the  Chamber  ;  but  that  would 
scarcely  have  been  sufficient  cause  for  their  subsequent  con- 
duct. It  is  only  in  very  recent  years  that  the  presence  of 
newspaper  reporters  in  legislative  bodies  has  been  openly 
sanctioned.  In  the  days  when  Charles  Dickens  reported 
Parliamentary  debates,  the  reporters  occupied  seats  in  the 
Strangers'  Gallery,  and  a  member  of  the  House  of  Com- 
mons could  at  any  time  call  the  Speaker's  attention  to  the 
fact  that  they  were  taking  notes,  and  thereby  secure  a  cessa- 
tion of  the  note-taking,  if  he  so  desired.  In  other  legislative 
bodies,  as  in  the  House  of  Commons,  they  were  merely  toler- 
ated, not  desired.  However,  during  the  last  decade  or  so, 
provision  has  been  made  for  their  accommodation  in  most 
of  the  legislative  chambers  of  the  world,  but  they  are  still 
upon  sufferance  merely.  This  recent  scene  in  the  French 
Chamber  of  Deputies  will  not  strengthen  their  position 
there.  In  fact,  it  may  result  in  a  curtailment  of  such  privi- 
leges as  they  already  possess  ;  or  if  it  be  true,  as  Mr. 
Denoix  says,  that  they  have  no  privileges,  to  deprive  them 
of  the  privileges  which  they  erroneously  believed  themselves 
to  possess. 

But,  as  we  said,  it  is  probably  not  this  statement  to  which 
they  objected  so  much  as  to  the  other  remark  of  Deputy 
Denoix  that  journalism  is  "  merely  a  trade."  To  an  ex- 
citable French  reporter  this  would  seem  like  an  insult.  Even 
his  more  phlegmatic  American  brother  would  not  look  upon 
it  as  flattering.  To  the  newspaper  man's  mind  there  is  a 
suggestion  of  privilege  about  his  calling  when  he  has  ob- 
tained information  which  a  court  desires  as  testimony.  He 
looks  upon  himself  in  the  same  light  as  does  a  physician, 
whose  Hippocratic  oath  forbids  him  to  betray  the  revelations 
of  his  patient.  So,  too,  with  an  attorney — the  courts  look 
upon  communications  between  him  and  his  client  as  "  privi- 
leged communications."  It  is  to  this  pitch  of  privilege  that 
the  newspaper  man  strives  to  reach,  and  he  has  talked  so 
much  about  the  rights  and  the  privileges  (rarely  about  the 
obligations)  of  the  newspaper  man  that  he  has  come  to  believe 
lieve  in  them  himself.  This  newspaper  legend  has  grown  so 
great  that  it  has  become  an  article  of  faith  in  many  newspaper 
offices  that  the  newspaper  man  is  indeed  privileged.  When 
the  law  of  New  York  State,  some  years  ago,  forbade  the  re- 
porting of  capital  punishment  by  electricity,  under  penalty 
of  imprisonment,  the  news  editors  of  all  the  New  York 
dailies  solemnly  announced  that  they  would  report  the  exe- 
cutions in  the  teeth  of  the  law,  and  "take  the  consequences." 
They  looked  upon  themselves  as  heroes  and  as  potential 
martyrs;  and  were  so  regarded  by  their  admiring  reportorial 
satellites.  But  they  were  not  ;  they  were  simply  ordinary 
persons  breaking  the  law.  Unfortunately,  nothing  was  done 
to  them.  The  judges  were  afraid  to  interfere.  But  they 
should  have  been  flung,  neck  and  crop,  into  jail.     That  would 


August  20,  1894. 


THE        ARGONAUT. 


have  demolished  part  of  the  legend  of  "  newspaper  privi- 
lege "  in  the  United  States. 

In  France,  it  seems  to  have  received  a  severe  blow  by  the 
action  of  the  Chamber.  If,  in  addition  to  that,  the  remark 
of  Deputy  Denoix,  that  journalism  is  "merely  a  trade,"  be 
indorsed  by  the  French  people,  the  last  prop  of  the  privilege 
legend  will  fall. 

Is  journalism  "merely  a  trade"?  What  is  "trade"? 
The  most  exhaustive  of  English  lexicons,  the  "  Century  Dic- 
tionary," thus  defines  it : 

"  Specifically,  the  craft  or  business  which  a  person  has  learned,  and 
which  he  carries  on  as  a  means  of  livelihood  or  for  profit ;  occupa- 
tion ;  particularly,  mechanical  or  mercantile  employment ;  a  handi- 
craft, as  distinguished  from  one  of  the  liberal  arts,  or  of  the  learned 
professions,  or  from  agriculture  ;  the  exchange  of  commodities  for 
other  commodities,  or  for  money  ;  the  business  of  buying  and  sell- 
ing ;  commerce  ;  traffic." 

From  this  definition,  it  would  seem  that  journalism  is  un- 
mistakably a  trade.  There  was  a  time  when  those  who  fol- 
lowed it  were  looked  upon  as  being  allied  to  the  liberal  pro- 
fessions, if  not  of  them.  But  the  manner  in  which  daily 
newspapers  are  conducted  at  present  is  such  as  to  dissipate 
any  such  belief.  They  are  run  solely  for  the  making  of 
money.  And  it  is  money  that  is  not  always  clean.  The 
kind  of  coin  that  comes  to  the  coffers  of  the  average  daily 
newspaper  is  frequently  very  dirty  money  indeed.  The  ad- 
vertising that  is  prominently  displayed  in  the  columns  of 
most  of  the  leading  daily  newspapers  of  San  Francisco  and 
other  cities  is  often  of  such  a  nature  as  to  call  for  the  inter- 
vention of  the  police.  Most  of  the  advertisements  that  ap- 
pear under  such  headings  as  "Massage,"  "Medical,"  "Per- 
sonal," etc.,  are  the  advertisements  of  women  of  the  town, 
and  this  fact  is  notoriously  well  known  to  the  proprietors  of 
these  journals.  They  print  them  because  they  are  paid  to 
do  so.  What  sort  of  a  "  liberal  profession  "  is  that  which 
acts  as  touter  for  houses  of  ill-fame  because  of  the  money 
there  is  in  it  ? 

Leaving  aside  the  question  of  open  advertising,  the  read- 
ing columns  of  the  average  daily  journal  are  for  sale  to  any 
one  who  will  pay  for  them.  Quack  doctors,  fortune-tellers, 
cosmetic  charlatans,  lottery  fakirs — any  of  the  sharpers 
who  prey  upon  the  simpler-minded  of  our  race — can  set 
forth  their  nostrums,  their  frauds,  fakes,  and  freaks  in  the 
columns  of  the  daily  paper — for  a  consideration.  If  the 
proprietors  of  these  journals  are  asked  if  they  do  not 
know  that  these  persons  who  use  their  reading  columns  are 
frauds,  they  cynically  reply  that  it  is  not  their  business  to 
protect  the  public  so  long  as  they  are  paid  for  their  space.  1 
Does  this  sound  like  the  views  of  a  liberal  profession  ? 

Leaving  the  question  of  advertising  again,  the  matter  of 
the  policy  of  the  daily  newspaper  comes  up.  That  question 
is  unvariably  determined,  not  by  what  is  right  and  by  what 
is  wrong,  but  by  what  pays  best.  During  the  last  six  weeks 
in  this  community,  the  leading  daily  newspapers — the  Ex- 
aminer, the  Chronicle,  the  Call,  and  the  Bulletin — were  all 
on  the  side  of  the  rioters  and  against  the  law.  Does  any 
one  think  that  the  proprietors  of  those  journals  believed  that 
they  were  right?  Does  any  honest  man  believe  that  they 
were  honest  in  their  daily  utterances  ?  Does  not  every  one 
know  the  reason  why  they  took  a  course  which  was  hostile 
to  law  and  in  favor  of  anarchy  ?  The  reason  is  plain — it 
was  to  sell  more  papers  and  make  more  money. 

Under  the  circumstances,  therefore,  we  are  forced  to  dis- 
agree with  the  Paris  reporters  and  to  agree  with  Deputy 
Denoix  when  he  says  that  journalism  is  "  merely  a  trade." 
Taking  the  San  Francisco  daily  newspapers  as  an  example, 
we  regret  to  have  to  say  that  here  it  is  not  only  a  trade,  but 
a  very  dirty  trade  at  that. 


Judge  J.  V.  Coffey  is  the  probate  judge  of  San  Francisco, 
or  rather  he  presides  over  that  division  of  the  superior 
court  which  exercise^  probate  jurisdiction.  Judge  Coffey 
has,  therefore,  had  much  experience  with  feminine  litigants. 
Many  widows  have  wept  over  their  abstract  husbands  and 
their  abstract  husband's  concrete  pelf  in  Judge  Coffey's 
court.  Many  daughters  have  figured  there,  in  legal  conten- 
tion over  the  shekels  of  dead  and  gone  fathers.  Squads  of 
contending  widows,  when  the  deceased  gentleman  was  of 
polygamic  tastes,  have  waved  their  marriage  lines  before 
Judge  Coffey.  Troops  of  job-lot  children,  when  some 
wealthy  and  defunct  bachelor  had  philoprogenitive  instincts, 
have  marched  in  procession  before  Judge  Coffey  like  little 
Japhets  in  search  of  a  papa. 

From  this  it  follows  that  Judge  Coffey's  knowledge  of 
woman  before  the  law,  like  Sam  Welter's  knowledge  of  Lon- 
don, is  extensive  and  peculiar.  We  fear  that  it  has  slightly 
jaundiced  the  judge's  views.  In  a  recent  interview,  he  is 
reported  as  saying  that  he  would  rather  be  dead  than  have  a 
woman  for  a  client.  If  the  word  "client"  were  stricken  out 
of  the  judge's  dictum,  and  the  word  "wife"  substituted, 
there  might  be  some  possible  palliation  for  his  remark.  But 
is  there  as  it  stands? 

The  judge  admits  that  many  women  are  good,  and  unself- 


ish, and  intelligent,  and  he  knows  that  many  men  regard 
women  as  angels,  but  he  insists  that  in  courts  of  law  women 
are  "  unreliable,  suspicious,  unreasonable,  and  ungrateful." 
And  what  is  worse,  he  gives  reasons  for  the  faith  that  is  in  him. 

Are  women  unreliable?  The  judge  says  that  "if  they 
think  a  thing  ought  to  be  true,  they  will  declare  it  to  be  true 
so  often  that  they  will  end  by  believing  it."  No  one  who 
has  seen  women  in  the  witness-box  will  deny  that  there  is 
some  ground  for  the  charge.  When  a  woman  is  summoned 
into  court,  she  generally  has  made  up  her  mind  how  the  case 
should  go,  and  all  her  evidence  will  be  shaped  to  conduce  to 
that  end.  In  ordinary  life,  she  may  be  truthful  and  honest  ; 
but  as  a  witness,  she  will,  as  a  rule,  suppress  facts  and  distort 
her  statements  so  as  to  give  them  a  color  to  suit  her  hopes. 

That  women  are  suspicious  is  merely  another  way  of  say- 
ing that  they  are  women.  They  have  been  under  subjection 
for  generations,  and  all  subject  races  are  prone  to  suspicion, 
says  Judge  Coffey.  Even  in  our  day,  when  a  woman  is  as 
good  as  a  man,  and  a  little  better,  too,  men  are  constantly 
setting  traps  to  ensnare  confiding  maidens  and  buxom 
matrons,  and  it  behooves  them  to  see  that  there  is  not  a 
snap-catch  to  the  bouquet  of  flowers  or  the  box  of  bonbons. 
Bred  in  such  habits  they  carry  their  suspicious  nature  into 
court.  They  suspect  ever)'  one,  from  the  judge  on  the  bench 
to  their  own  counsel.  They  see  a  trap  in  the  simplest  ques- 
tion. They  detect  trickery  in  the  plainest  form  of  pleading. 
They  do  not  understand  the  motive  of  this  question  or  that 
objection,  and  they  fancy  there  is  something  concealed  which 
bodes  them  no  good.  When  a  lawyer  has  spent  a  day  in 
court  pleading  a  case  for  a  female  client,  he  has  to  devote  an 
hour  or  two  in  his  office  to  explaining  why  he  did  this  and 
did  not  do  that  A  male  client  would  trust  that  he  had  done 
what  was  right  and  proper. 

It  is  almost  impossible  to  make  a  woman  see  that  cases  in 
court  must  be  conducted  according  to  the  rules  of  law.  For 
good  and  substantial  reasons,  the  law  of  evidence  forbids  a 
lawyer  from  putting  certain  questions  to  a  witness  ;  when 
these  questions  would  have  elicited  answers  favorable  to  the 
woman's  side,  she  can  not  be  made  to  understand  why  they 
were  not  put.  She  suspects  the  judge  of  being  prejudiced 
against  her,  and  suspects  her  own  counsel  of  weakness  in 
not  sitting  down  on  the  judge.  She  does  not  see  why  the 
code  and  the  statutes  should  stand  in  the  way  of  her  getting 
justice.  She  is  capable  of  believing  that  they  were  framed 
especially  for  the  purpose  of  wronging  her  sex. 

But  it  is  in  dealing  with  her  own  lawyer  that  the  daughter 
of  Eve  comes  out  in  her  most  vivid  colors.  When  a 
woman  has  a  lawsuit,  she,  as  a  rule,  mentally  selects  a 
lawyer  to  conduct  her  case.  If,  on  applying  to  him,  she 
finds,  as  she  often  does,  that  he  is  not  hankering  after 
female  clients,  and  he  observes  that  he  is  really  so  over- 
whelmed with  work  that  he  is  taking  no  new  cases,  she  be- 
comes more  convinced  than  ever  that  he  is  the  only  lawyer 
to  whom  she  can  confide  her  interests,  and  she  half  suspects 
that  his  reluctance  to  act  for  her  is  part  of  a  conspiracy 
against  her  rights.  She  insists,  implores,  beseeches,  en- 
treats, with  tears  and  sobs,  and,  in  the  end,  the  lawyer 
yields  and  takes  the  case.  From  that  hour  his  peace  of 
mind  is  at  an  end.  She  is  at  his  office  daily  and  hourly. 
She  insists  on  confiding  to  him  matters  which  have  no  bear- 
ing on  the  case.  She  puts  hypothetical  questions  to  him 
which  drive  him  out  of  his  wits.  She  overwhelms  him  with 
suggestions  and  objections  to  the  course  he  proposes  to  pur- 
sue. She  interferes  with  him  in  court,  and  almost  takes  the 
case  out  of  his  hands.  At  last  the  case  is  tried,  and  is 
either  won  or  lost.  If  it  is  won,  she  believes  that  it  is  won 
on  its  intrinsic  merits,  in  spite  of  his  blundering.  If  it  is 
lost,  it  is  lost  through  his  mismanagement.  Whichever 
happens,  she  is  in  no  mind  to  pay  him  his  fee.  It  is  only 
by  threatening  her  with  legal  proceedings  that  he  can  collect 
his  costs  and  honorarium. 

This  is  Judge  Coffey's  view  of  women  in  a  court  of  law  ; 
it  is  a  view  which  lawyers  in  general  practice  will  indorse. 

It  is  needless  to  state,  after  laying  these  heterodox  views 
before  the  world,  that  Judge  Coffey  is  unmarried.  If  that 
able  jurist  should  ever  take  unto  himself  a  wife,  the  legal 
opinion  of  which  we  have  just  given  a  syllabus  will  be  re- 
viewed, and  we  greatly  fear  that  the  result  will  read  :  "judg- 
ment reversed  and  cause  remanded.      Mrs.  Coffey,  C.  J." 

The  elections  during  the  present  year  are  not  calculated 
to  fill  the  Democrats  with  hope.  Even  in  the  South  the 
Democratic  majorities  are  largely  reduced.  The  contrast 
between  Cleveland's  first  and  second  terms  are  most  marked. 
In  1 886,  the  second  year  of  his  first  term,  the  Democrats 
carried  Oregon  by  a  plurality  of  3,702.  In  1894,  the  second 
year  of  his  second  term,  the  Republicans  swept  Oregon, 
electing  their  candidate  for  governor  by  a  plurality  of 
7,000.  In  Rhode  Island,  last  year,  the  Democrats  carried 
the  State  by  a  plurality  of  185  ;  in  April,  1894,  Rhode 
Island  went  Republican  by  a  plurality  of  6, 2 2 5.  In 
August,    1886,  the    second    year  of   Cleveland's    first  term, 


Tennessee  went  Democratic  by  a  majority  of  35,000  ;  in 
August,  1894,  the  second  year  of  Cleveland's  second  term, 
the  Eighth  Congressional  District  was  carried  by  the  Re- 
publicans, and  the  Democratic  plurality  in  the  entire  State  is 
very  small.  In  1S86,  the  second  year  of  Cleveland's  first 
term,  Alabama  went  Democratic  by  a  plurality  of  107,621. 
In  1894,  the  second  year  of  Mr.  Cleveland's  second  term, 
Alabama  has  elected  a  Democratic  governor  by  the  much- 
diminished  majority  of  15,000,  while  the  legislature  is  close 
and  doubtful.  There  will  be  an  election  in  Arkansas  on 
September  3d,  in  Vermont  on  September  4th,  and  in  Maine 
on  September  r  ith.  These  will  be  the  last  "straws."  Then 
come  the  State  and  Congressional  elections  in  all  of  the 
States  on  November  6th.  These  "straws"  do  not  indicate 
a  favorable  wind  for  the  Democracy.  From  the  way  the 
political  breezes  are  blowing,  it  looks  as  though  that  party 
may  expect  a  dreadful  blizzard  on  the  sixth  of  November, 

The  nomination  of  Adolph  Sutro  as  the  Populist  candidate 
for  mayor  is  going  to  complicate  the  local  situation.  Sutro 
has  been  such  an  active  enemy  of  the  railroad  that  he  will 
poll  a  good  many  votes  on  that  issue,  aside  from  what  his 
Populist  following  may  give  him.  But  whether  his  votes 
will  be  drawn  from  the  two  old  parties,  it  is  difficult  to  say. 
O'Donnell  will,  as  a  matter  of  course,  run  as  an  independent 
candidate  for  mayor — his  ghost  will  probably  squeak  and 
gibber  through  our  windy  streets,  seeking  for  votes,  lpng 
after  the  doctor  is  dead.  His  vote  is  the  kind  that  would 
naturally  go  with  Sutro  and  the  Populists.  But  O'Donnell 
seems  to  hold  his  votes.  In  1890,  he  polled  17,054;  in 
1892,  he  polled  16,807.  If  he  holds  his  votes  this  year, 
Sutro's  will  come  from  the  two  old  parties.  Under  the 
circumstances,  Republicans  had  better  make  up  their  minds 
to  vote  their  party  ticket.  If  they  encourage  a  Non-Partisan 
ticket,  it  will  so  split  the  vote  of  the  city  that  O'Donnell  will 
infallibly  be  elected.  Ellert  two  years  ago  beat  him  only 
thirteen  hundred  votes.  The  vote  in  1892  was  as  follows  : 
Barry  Baldwin,  13,254;  Wendell  Easton,  9,055  ;  L.  R. 
Ellert,  18,195  ;  C.  C.  0:Donnell,  16,807  '•>  scattering,  1,500. 
If  there  are  Republican,  Democratic,  Non-Partisan,  and 
Populist  tickets  in  the  field,  with  a  strong  independent  candi- 
date like  O'Donnell,  such  a  condition  will  most  certainly 
elect  him. 

Sylvester  Pennoyer,  of  Oregon,  is  one  of  those  political 
freaks  with  which  the  Populist  party  is  so  populous,  and  of 
whom  they  are  so  justly  proud.  Governor  Pennoyer  never 
misses  an  opportunity  to  perpetuate  his  memory  as  an  im- 
mortal ass.  But  aside  from  this  propensity,  which  seems  to 
be  common  to  all  the  Populist  governors,  like  Llewelyn, 
Waite,  et  als.,  Pennoyer,  where  Pennoyer's  pocket  is  con- 
cerned, does  not  seem  to  be  a  fool,  as  witness  this.  In  his 
biennial  message  to  the  legislature  last  year,  he  said  : 
"  By  the  absolute  prohibition  of  all  passes,  except  to  railroad 
employees,  a  great  act  of  justice  would  be  performed,  and 
no  hardship  would  be  imposed  on  railroads.  As  it  is  now, 
men  of  wealth  and  influence  are  allowed  to  ride  free,  and 
the  poor  are  unduly  charged.  This  is  an  act  of  great  in- 
equality and  injustice.  No  common  carrier  should  be  per- 
mitted by  law  to  exercise  any  such  unjust  discrimination." 
These  be  brave  words.  But  on  August  10th,  Governor 
Pennoyer,  while  on  a  train  going  from  Salem  to  Portland, 
was  seen  to  take  from  his  pocket  a  leather  case  full  of  annual 
passes,  one  of  which  he  handed  to  the  conductor.  When  he 
was  quizzed  about  his  anti-railroad  pass  speeches  and  mes- 
sages as  a  battle-cry  for  Populism,  Governor  Pennoyer  winked 
and  remarked  :  "  Populism  sometimes  has  a  string  to  it." 


The  mortality  among  newspapers  in  the  United  States 
during  the  past  eighteen  months  has  been  something  almost 
unprecedented.  In  New  York  State  alone,  two  hundred  and 
seventy-three  newspapers  suspended  between  June,  1893, 
and  June,  1894.  For  the  first  time  since  1869,  the  total 
number  catalogued  by  the  newspaper  directory  is  less  than 
for  the  preceding  year.  This  is  probably  due  to  the  hard 
times  caused  by  the  Democratic  free-trade  panic,  but  this  is 
one  of  the  things  for  which  that  party  will  most  assuredly  be 
forgiven.  If  he  who  makes  two  blades  of  grass  to  grow 
where  but  one  grew  before  is  a  benefactor  of  his  kind,  what 
shall  be  said  of  him  who  makes  but  one  newspaper  to  deso- 
late the  community  where  there  were  three  before? 

The  Democratic  State  Convention  is  to  be  held  in  San 
Francisco  next  week,  and  there  is  much  talk  as  to  who  will 
be  the  party's  banner-bearer.  There  is  no  very  marked  de- 
sire shown  to  run  for  governor — it  is  looked  upon  by  most 
of  the  Democratic  politicians  as  a  forlorn  hope.  Judge 
Temple  is  talked  of,  but  his  health  will  not  permit  him  to 
run,  and  his  name  might  as  well  be  dropped.  Congressman 
Maguire  has  placed  himself  "  in  the  hands  of  his  friends." 
He  seems  to  be  of  the  impression  that  he  can  be  elected. 
Few  will  share  that  impression.  It  is  a  bad  ; 
Maguires. 


4 


THE        ARGONAUT. 


August  20,  1894. 


A    CAGED    LION. 


In  front  of  the  entrance  a  "  spieler  "  stood  on  a  starch-box 
and  beat  upon  a  piece  of  tin  with  a  stick,  and  we  weakly 
succumbed  to  his  frenzied  appeals  and  went  inside.  We  did 
this,  I  am  sure,  partly  to  please  the  "  spieler,"  who  would 
have  been  dreadfully  disappointed  if  we  had  not  done  so, 
but  partly,  too,  to  please  Toppan,  who  was  always  interested 
in  the  great  beasts  and  liked  to  watch  them. 

It  is  possible  that  you  may  remember  Toppan  as  the  man 
who  married  Victoria  Boyden,  and,  in  so  doing,  thrust  his 
greatness  from  him  and  became  a  bank-clerk  instead  of  an 
explorer.  After  he  married,  he  came  to  be  quite  ashamed 
of  what  he  had  done  in  Thibet  and  Africa  and  other  un- 
known corners  of  the  earth,  and,  after  a  while,  very  seldom 
spoke  of  that  part  of  his  life  at  all ;  or,  when  he  did,  it  was 
only  to  allude  to  it  as  a  passing  boyish  fancy,  altogether  fool- 
ish and  silly,  like  calf-love  and  early  attempts  at  poetry. 

"  I  used  to  think  I  was  going  to  set  the  world  on  fire  at 
one  time,"  he  said  once  ;  "  I  suppose  every  young  fellow  has 
some  such  ideas.  I  only  made  an  ass  of  myself,  and  I'm 
glad  I'm  well  out  of  it.     Victoria  saved  me  from  that." 

But  this  was  long  afterward.  He  died  hard,  and  some- 
times he  would  have  moments  of  strength  in  his  weakness, 
just  as  before  he  had  given  up  his  career  during  a  mo- 
ment of  weakness  in  his  strength.  During  the  first  years 
after  he  had  given  up  his  career,  he  thought  he  was  content 
with  the  way  things  had  come  to  be  ;  but  it  was  not  so,  and 
now  and  then  the  old  feeling,  the  love  of  the  old  life,  the  old 
ambition,  would  be  stirred  into  activity  again  by  some  sight, 
or  sound,  or  episode  in  the  conventional  life  around  him.  A 
chance  paragraph  in  a  newspaper,  a  sight  of  the  Arizona 
deserts  of  sage  and  cactus,  a  momentary  panic  on  a  ferry- 
boat, sometimes  even  fine  music  or  a  great  poem  would 
wake  the  better  part  of  him  to  the  desire  of  doing  great 
things.  At  such  times  the  longing  grew'  big  and  troublous 
within  him  to  cut  loose  from  it  all  and  get  back  to  those 
places  of  the  earth  where  there  were  neither  months  nor 
years,  and  where  the  days  of  the  week  had  no  names  ;  where 
he  could  feel  unknown  winds  blowing  against  his  face  and 
unnamed  mountains  rising  beneath  his  feet ;  where  he  could 
see  great  sandy,  stony  stretches  of  desert  with  hot,  blue 
shadows,  and  plains  of  salt,  and  thickets  of  jungle-grass, 
broken  only  by  the  lairs  of  beasts  and  the  paths  the  stein- 
bok  make  when  they  go  down  to  water. 

The  most  trifling  thing  would  recall  all  this  to  him  just  as 
a  couple  of  notes  have  recalled  to  you  whole  arias  and 
overtures.  But  with  Toppan  it  was  as  though  one  had  re- 
called the  arias  and  the  overtures  and  then  was  not  allowed 
to  sing  them. 

We  went  into  the  arena  and  sat  down.  The  ring  in  the 
middle  was  fenced  in  by  a  great,  circular  iron  cage.  The 
tiers  of  seats  rose  around  this,  a  band  was  playing  in  a  box 
over  the  entrance,  and  the  whole  interior  was  lighted  by  an 
electric  globe  slung  over  the  middle  of  the  cage. 

Inside  the  cage  a  brown  bear — to  me  less  suggestive  of  a 
wild  animal  than  of  lap-robes  and  furriers'  signs — was  dan- 
cing sleepily  and  allowing  himself  to  be  prodded  by  a  person 
whose  celluloid  standing-collar  showed  white  at  the  neck 
above  the  green  of'  his  Tyrolese  costume.  The  bear  was 
mangy,  and  his  steel  muzzle  had  chafed  him,  and  Toppan 
said  he  was  corrupted  of  moth  and  rust  alike,  and  the  audi- 
ence applauded  but  feebly  when  he  and  his  keeper  withdrew. 

After  this  we  had  a  clown-elephant,  dressed  in  a  bib  and 
tucker  and  vast  baggy  breeches — like  those  of  a  particularly 
big  French  Turco — who  had  lunch  with  his  keeper,  and  rang 
the  bell  and  drank  his  wine  and  wiped  his  mouth  with  a 
handkerchief  like  a  bed-quilt,  and  pulled  the  chair  from 
underneath  his  companion,  seeming  to  be  amused  at  it  all 
with  a  strange  sort  of  suppressed  elephantine  mirth. 

And  then,  after  they  had  both  made  their  bow  and  gone 
out,  in  bounded  and  tumbled  the  dogs,  barking  and  grinning 
all  over,  jumping  up  on  their  stools  and  benches,  wriggling 
and  pushing  one  another  about,  giggling  and  excited  like  so 
many  kindergarten  children  on  a  show-day.  I  am  sure  they 
enjoyed  their  performance  as  much  as  the  audience  did,  for 
they  never  had  to  be  told  what  to  do,  and  seemed  only  too 
eager  for  their  turn  to  come.  The  best  of  it  all  was  that 
they  were  quite  unconscious  of  the  audience  and  appeared 
to  do  their  tricks  for  the  sake  of  the  tricks  themselves,  and 
not  for  the  applause  which  followed  them.  And,  then,  after 
the  usual  programme  of  wicker  cylinders,  hoops,  and  balls 
was  over,  they  all  rushed  off  amid  a  furious  scrattling  of 
paws  and  filliping  of  tails  and  heels. 

While  this  was  going  on,  we  had  been  hearing  from  time 
to  time  a  great  sound,  half-whine,  half-rumbling  guttural 
cough,  that  came  from  somewhere  behind  the  exit  from  the 
cage.  It  was  repeated  at  rapidly  decreasing  intervals,  and 
grew  lower  in  pitch  until  it  ended  in  a  short  bass  grunt.  It 
sounded  cruel  and  menacing,  and  when  at  its  full  volume  the 
wood  of  the  benches  under  us  thrilled  and  vibrated. 

There  was  a  little  pause  in  the  programme  while  the  arena 
was  cleared  and  new  and  much  larger  and  heavier  para- 
phernalia were  set  about,  and  a  gentleman  with  well- 
groomed  hair  and  a  very  shiny  hat  entered  and  announced 
"  the  world's  greatest  lion-tamer."  Then  he  went  away  and 
the  tamer  came  in  and  stood  expectantly  by  the  side  of  the 
entrance,  there  was  another  short  wait  and  the  band  struck 
a  long  minor  chord. 

And  then  they  came  in,  one  after  the  other,  with  long, 
crouching,  lurching  strides,  not  at  all  good-humoredly,  like 
the  dogs  or  the  elephant,  or  even  the  bear,  but  with  low- 
hanging  heads,  surly,  watchful,  their  eyes  gleaming  with  the 
rage  and  hate  that  burned  in  their  hearts  and  that  they  dared 
not  vent.  Their  loose,  yellow  hides  rolled  and  rippled  over 
the  great  muscles  as  they  moved,  and  the  breath  coming 
from  their  hot,  half-open  mouths  turned  to  steam  as  it  struck 
the  air. 

A  huge,  blue-painted  see-saw  was  dragged  out  to  the 
centre,  and  the  tamer  made  a  sharp  sound  of  command. 
'lovly,  and  with  twitching  tails,   two  of  them   obeyed  and 

.Kiibcring    upon     the    balancing  -  board,   swung    up    and 


down,  while  the  music  played  a  see-saw  waltz.  And  all  the 
while  their  great  eyes  flamed  with  the  detestation  of  the 
thing  and  their  black  upper  lips  curled  away  from  their  long 
fangs  in  protest  of  this  hourly  renewed  humiliation  and 
degradation. 

And  one  of  the  others,  while  waiting  his  turn  to  be 
whipped  and  bullied,  sat  up  on  his  haunches  and  faced  us 
and  looked  far  away  beyond  us  over  the  heads  of  the  audi- 
ence— over  the  continent  and  ocean,  as  it  were — as  though 
he  saw  something  in  that  quarter  that  made  him  forget  his 
present  surroundings. 

"  You  grand  old  brute,"  muttered  Toppan  ;  and  then  he 
said  ;  "Do  you  know  what  you  would  see  if  you  were  to 
look  into  his  eyes  now?  You  would  see  Africa,  and  un- 
named mountains,  and  great  stony  stretches  of  desert,  with 
hot  blue  shadows,  and  plains  of  salt,  and  lairs  in  the  jungle- 
grass,  and  lurking  places  near  the  paths  the  stein-bok  make 
when  they  go  down  to  water.  But  now  he's  hampered  and 
caged — is  there  anything  worse  than  a  caged  lion  ? — and  kept 
from  the  life  he  loves  and  was  made  for" — just  here  the 
tamer  spoke  sharply  to  him,  and  his  eyes  and  crest 
drooped' — "  and  ruled  over,"  concluded  Toppan,  "  by  some 
one  who  is  not  so  great  as  he,  who  has  spoiled  what  was 
best  in  him  and  has  turned  his  powers  to  trivial,  resultless 
uses — some  one  weaker  than  he,  yet  stronger.  Ah,  well, 
old  brute,  it  was  yours  once,  we  will  remember  that." 

They  wheeled  out  a  clumsy  velocipede  built  expressly  for 
him,  and,  while  the  lash  whistled  and  snapped  about  him, 
the  conquered  king  heaved  himself  upon  it  and  went  around 
and  around  the  ring,  while  the  band  played  a  quickstep, 
the  audience  broke  into  applause,  and  the  tamer  smirked 
and  bobbed  his  well  -  oiled  head.  I  thought  of  Samson 
performing  for  the  Philistines  and  Thusnelda  at  the  triumph 
of  Germanicus.  The  great  beasts,  grand  though  conquered, 
seemed  to  be  the  only  dignified  ones  in  the  whole  business. 
I  hated  the  audience  who  saw  their  shame  from  behind 
iron  bars  ;  I  hated  myself  for  being  one  of  them  ;  and  I 
hated  the  smug,  sniggering  tamer. 

This  latter  had  been  drawing  out  various  stools  and 
ladders,  and  now  arranged  the  lions  upon  them  so  they 
should  form  a  pyramid,  with  himself  on  top. 

Then  he  swung  himself  up  among  them,  with  his  heels 
upon  their  necks,  and,  taking  hold  of  the  jaws  of  one, 
wrenched  them  apart  with  a  great  show  of  strength,  turning 
his  head  to  the  audience  so  that  all  should  see. 

And  just  then  the  electric  light  above  him  cackled  harshly, 
guttered,  dropped  down  to  a  pencil  of  dull  red,  then  went 
out,  and  the  place  was  absolutely  dark. 

The  band  stopped  abruptly  with  a  discord,  and  there  was 
an  instant  of  silence.  Then  we  heard  the  stools  and 
ladders  clattering  as  the  lions  leaped  down  ;  and  straightway 
four  pair  of  lambent  green  spots  burned  out  of  the  dark- 
ness and  traveled  swiftly  about  here  and  there,  crossing 
and  recrossing  one  another  like  the  lights  of  steamers  in  a 
storm. .  Heretofore,  the  lions  had  been  sluggish  and  inert  ; 
now  they  were  aroused  and  alert  in  an  instant,  and  we 
could  hear  the  swift  pad-pad  of  their  heavy  feet  as  they 
swung  around  the  arena  and  the  sound  of  their  great  bodies 
rubbing  against  the  bars  of  the  cage  as  one  and  the  other 
passed  nearer  to  us. 

I  don't  think  the  audience  at  all  appreciated  the  situation 
at  first,  for  no  one  moved  or  seemed  excited,  and  one  shrill 
voice  suggested  that  the  band  should  play  "  When  the 
electric  lights  go  out." 

"  Keep  perfectly  quiet,  please ! "  called  the  tamer  out  of 
the  darkness,  and  a  certain  peculiar  ring  in  his  voice  was  the 
first  intimation  of  a  possible  danger. 

But  Toppan  knew  ;  and  as  we  heard  the  tamer  fumbling 
for  the  catch  of  the  gate,  which  he  somehow  could  not  loose 
in  the  darkness,  he  said,  with  a  rising  voice  :  "  He  wants  to 
get  that  gate  open  pretty  quick." 

But  for  their  restless  movements  the  lions  were  quiet ; 
they  uttered  no  sound,  which  was  a  bad  sign.  Blinking  and 
dazed  by  the  garish  blue  -  whiteness  of  a  few  moments 
before,  they  could  see  perfectly  now  where  the  tamer  was 
blind. 

"  Listen,"  said  Toppan.  Near  to  us,  and  on  the  inside  of 
the  cage,  we  could  hear  a  sound  as  of  some  slender  body 
being  whisked  back  and  forth  over  the  surface  of  the  floor. 
In  an  instant  I  guessed  what  it  was  :  one  of  the  lions  was 
crouched  there,  whipping  his  sides  with  his  tail. 

"  When  he  stops  that,  he'll  spring,"  said  Toppan,  ex- 
citedly. 

"  Bring  a  light,  Jerry — quick  !  "  came  the  tamer's  voice. 

People  were  clambering  to  their  feet  by  this  time,  talking 
loud,  and  we  heard  a  woman  cry  out. 

"  Please  keep  as  quiet  as  possible,  ladies  and  gentlemen  !  " 
cried  the  tamer  ;  "it  won't  do  to  excite " 

From  the  direction  of  the  voice  came  the  sound  of  a 
heavy  fall  and  a  crash  that  shook  the  iron  gratings  in  their 
sockets. 

"  He's  got  him  !  "  shouted  Toppan. 

And  then  what  a  scene  !  In  that  thick  darkness  every  one 
sprang  up,  stumbling  over  the  seats  and  over  each  other,  all 
shouting  and  crying  out,  suddenly  stricken  with  a  panic  fear 
of  something  they  could  not  see.  Inside  the  barred  death- 
trap every  lion  suddenly  gave  tongue  at  once,  until  the  air 
shook  and  sang  in  our  ears.  We  could  hear  the  great  cats 
hurling  themselves  against  the  bars,  and  could  see  their  eyes 
leaving  brassy  streaks  against  the  darkness  as  they  leaped. 
Two  more  sprang  as  the  first  had  done  toward  that  quarter 
of  the  cage  from  which  came  sounds  of  stamping  and  strug- 
gling, and  then  the  tamer  began  to  scream. 

I  think  that  so  long  as  I  shall  live  I  shall  not  forget  the 
sound  of  the  tamer's  screams.  He  did  not  scream  as  a 
woman  would  have  done,  from  the  head,  but  from  the 
chest,  which  sounded  so  much  worse  that  I  was  sick  from  it 
in  a  second  with  that  sickness  that  weakens  one  at  the  pit  of 
the  stomach  and  along  the  muscles  at  the  back  of  the  legs. 
He  did  not  pause  for  a  second.  Every  breath  was  a  scream, 
and  every  scream  was  alike,  and  one  heard  through  it  all  the 
long  snarls  of  satisfied  hate  and  revenge,  muffled  by  the 
man's  clothes  and  the  ripy  rip  of  the  cruel,  blunt  claws. 


Hearing  it  all  in  the  dark,  as  we  did,  made  it  all  the  more 
dreadful.  I  think  for  a  time  I  must  have  taken  leave  of  my 
senses.  I  was  ready  to  vomit  for  the  sickness  that  was 
upon  me,  and  I  beat  my  hands  raw  upon  the  iron  bars  or 
clasped  them  over  my  ears  against  the  sounds  of  the  dread- 
ful thing  that  was  doing  behind  them.  I  remember  praying 
aloud  that  it  might  soon  be  over  with,  so  only  those  screams 
might  be  stopped. 

It  seemed  as  though  it  had  gone  on  for  hours,  when  some 
men  rushed  in  with  a  lantern  and  long  sharp  irons.  A  hun- 
dred voices  cried  :  "  Here  he  is,  over  here  ! "  and  they  ran 
around  outside  the  cage  and  threw  the  light  of  the  lantern 
on  a  place  where  a  heap  of  gray,  gold-laced  clothes  writhed 
and  twisted  beneath  three  great  bulks  of  fulvous  hide  and 
bristling  black  mane. 

The  irons  were  useless.  The  three  furies  dragged  their 
prey  out  of  their  reach  and  crouched  over  it  again  and  re- 
commenced. No  one  dared  to  go  into  the  cage,  and  still  the 
man  lived  and  struggled  and  screamed. 

I  saw  Toppan's  fingers  go  to  his  mouth,  and  through  that 
medley  of  dreadful  noises  there  issued  a  sound  that,  sick  as 
I  was,  made  me  shrink  anew  and  close  my  eyes  and  teeth 
and  shudder  as  though  some  cold  slime  had  been  poured 
through  the  hollow  of  my  bones  where  the  marrow  should 
be.  It  was  as  the  noise  of  the  whistling  of  a  fine  whip-lash, 
mingled  with  the  whirr  of  a  locust  magnified  a  hundred 
times,  and  ended  in  an  abrupt  clacking  noise  thrice  repeated. 

At  once  I  remembered  where  I  had  heard  it  before,  be- 
cause, having  once  heard  the  hiss  of  an  aroused  and  angry  ser- 
pent, no  child  of  Eve  can  ever  forget  it. 

The  sound  that  now  came  from  between  Toppan's  teeth 
and  that  filled  the  arena  from  wall  to  wall,  was  the  sound 
that  I  had  heard  once  before  in  the  Paris  Jardin  des  Plantes 
at  feeding-time — the  sound  made  by  the  great  constrictors, 
when  their  huge  bodies  are  looped  and  coiled  like  a  reata  for 
the  throw  that  never  misses,  that  never  relaxes,  and  that 
no  beast  of  the  field  is  built  strong  enough  to  withstand. 
All  the  filthy  wickedness  and  abominable  malice  of  the  cent- 
uries since  the  Enemy  first  entered  into  that  shape  that 
crawls,  was  concentrated  in  that  hoarse,  whistling  hiss — a 
hiss  that  was  cold  and  piercing  like  an  icicle-made  sound. 
It  was  not  loud,  but  had  in  it  some  sort  of  penetrating 
quality  that  cut  through  the  waves  of  horrid  sounds  aboht 
us,  as  the  snake-carved  prow  of  a  Viking  galley  might  have 
cut  its  way  through  the  tumbling  eddies  of  a  tide-rip. 

At  the  second  repetition  the  lions  paused.  None  better  than 
they  knew  what  was  the  meaning  of  that  hiss.  They  had 
heard  it  before  in  their  native  hunting-grounds  in  the  earlier ' 
days  of  summer,  when  the  first  heat  lay  close  over  all  the 
jungle  like  the  hollow  of  the  palm  of  an  angry  god.  Or  if 
they  themselves  had  not  heard  it,  their  sires  before  them 
had,  and  the  fear  of  the  thing  bred  into  their  bones  sud- 
denly leaped  to  life  at  the  sound  and  gripped  them  and 
held  them  close. 

When  for  a  third  time  the  sound  sung  and  shrilled  in  their 
ears,  their  heads  drew  between  their  shoulders,  their  great 
eyes  grew  small  and  glittering,  the  hackles  rose  and  stiffened 
on  their  backs,  their  tails  drooped,  and  they  backed  slowly 
to  the  further  side  of  the  cage  and  cowered  there,  whining 
and  beaten. 

Toppan  wiped  the  sweat  from  the  inside  of  his  hands  and 
went  into  the  cage  with  the  keepers  and  gathered  up  the 
panting,  broken  body,  with  its  twitching  fingers  and  dead, 
white  face  and  ears,  and  carried  it  out.  As  they  lifted  it, 
the  handful  of  pitiful  medals  dropped  from  the  shredded, 
gray  coat  and  rattled  down  upon  the  floor.  In  the  silence 
that  had  now  succeeded,  it  was  about  the  only  sound  one 
heard. 

As  we  sat  that  evening  on  the  porch  of  Toppan's  house, 
in  a  fashionable  suburb  of  the  city,  he  said,  for  the  third 
time  :  "  I  had  that  trick  from  a  Mpongwee  headman,"  and 
added:  "It  was  while  I  was  at  Victoria  Falls,  waiting. to 
cross  the  Kalahari  Desert." 

Then  he  continued,  his  eyes  growing  keener  and  his  man- 
ner changing  :  "There  is  some  interesting  work  to  be  done 
in  that  quarter  by  some  one.  You  see,  the  Kalahari  runs 
like  this  " — he  drew  the  lines  on  the  ground  with  his  cane — 
"  coming  down  in  something  like  this  shape  from  the  Orange 
River  to  about  the  twentieth  parallel  south.  The  aneroid 
gives  its  average  elevation  about  six  hundred  feet.  I  didn't 
cross  it  at  the  time,  because  we  had  sickness  and  the 
porters  cut.  But  I  made  a  lot  of  geological  observations, 
and  from  these  I  have  built  up  a  theory  that  the  Kalahari  is 
no  desert  at  all,  but  a  big,  well-watered  plateau,  with  higher 
ground  on  the  east  and  west.  The  tribes,  too,  thereabout 
call  the  place  Litwka-Xoka,  and  that's  the  Bantu  for  rivers 
upon  rivers.  They're  nasty,  though,  these  Bantu,  and  gave 
us  a  lot  of  trouble.  They  have  a  way  of  spitting  little 
poisoned  thorns  into  you  unawares,  and  your  tongue  swells 
up  and  turns  blue  and  your  teeth  fall  out  and " 

His  wife  Victoria  came  out  on  the  porch  in  evening- 
dress. 

"Ah,  Vic,"  said  Toppan,  jumping  up,  with  a  very  sweet 
smile,  "we  were  just  talking  about  your  paper-german  next 
Tuesday,  and  /  think  we  might  have  some  very  pretty  favors 
made  out  of  white  tissue-paper — roses  and  butterflies,  you 
know."  Frank  Norris. 

San  Francisco,  August,  1894.   ~ 


It  is  worthy  of  note  (says  the  New  York  Sun)  that  there 
is  an  increasing  European  mail  by  the  American  liners  that 
have  sea  post-offices.  These  post-offices  are  entirely  in  the 
control  of  the  United  States  Government,  and  although  the 
British  Government  has  mail  contracts  with  other  lines, 
specially  marked  mail  matter  is  sent  by  the  American 
liners.  Some  hours  are  saved  in  the  distribution  and  de- 
livery of  matter  on  this  side  by  sending  it  on  vessels  carry- 
ing the  sea  post-office. 


Senator  John  Sherman  has  ke£>t  all  his  letters  since  he  was 
fifteen  years  old. 


August  20,  1894. 


THE        ARGONAUT. 


5 


PARIS    NOTES. 

Sights  and  Sounds  of  a  Summer  Evening — The  "  Coucher  d'Yvette  ' 

and  the    "  Reveil  d'une   Parisienne  " — Open-Air 

Gayety  on  the  Boulevards. 


During  the  last  week  or  two  (writes  L.  F.  Austin  in  the 
Sketch)  we  have  all  been  paying  glowing  tributes  to  the  solid 
strength  of  France,  the  integrity  and  intrepidity  of  her 
statesmen,  the  courageous  restraint  of  her  popular  opinion, 
and  other  shining  distinctions.  The  inexorable  hatred  of  the 
French  toward  England  is  also  getting  groggy  at  the  knees. 
No  narrow  patriotism  prevented  the  French  sportsman  from 
putting  his  money  on  Matchbox — Metchbux,  as  the  French 
ladies  called  him — and  when  my  inexperienced  eye  failed  to 
detect  any  space  between  the  nose  of  the  English  horse  and 
the  nose  of  the  French  horse,  as  they  swept  past  the  in- 
closure  full  of  Bourget's  heroines,  a  neighbor  explained  to 
me,  with  subdued  national  pride,  that  the  French  nose  had 
won  the  Grand  Prix. 

It  is  a  fact  that  the  French  can  not  carry  on  their 
sport — nor,  indeed,  their  literature  and  art — without  the  help 
of  the  English  language.  The  night  of  the  Grand  Prix, 
there  was  the  customary  rejoicing  at  the  Jardin  de  Paris, 
advertised  as  "  The  Ball  of  Great  Price."  There  were  many 
pearls  of  great  price,  no  doubt,  at  the  Jardin  de  Paris  that 
evening.  Then  in  the  illustrated  catalogue  of  the  Salon 
some  industrious  person  had  translated  all  the  titles  of  the 
pictures  into  English.  One  dainty  little  canvas,  representing 
a  Venus  surrounded  by  little  loves,  was  called  "Voila  le 
Plaisir!"  It  figured  in  English  as  "This  Way  for  Pleas- 
ure ! "  As  for  the  newspapers  and  the  novels,  they  were 
anglicized  with  the  same  idiomatic  grace.  In  Marcel 
Prevost's  "  Les  Demi-Vierges,"  the  latest  literary  sensation 
of  Paris,  a  gentleman  declines  to  drive  to  the  Opera  after 
dinner,  because  he  prefers  "  tin  pen  de  footing." 

Dreading  the  Theatre  Francais,  lest  I  should  hear  Cor- 
neille  in  the  vernacular  of  Mr.  Toole,  I  hied  me  to  the 
Divan  Japonais,  described  in  Gil  Bias  as  "  un  cafe  souter- 
rain,  ni  divan  ni  Japonais?  where  I  was  politely  referred 
from  the  bureau  to  a  military-looking  gentleman  seated  in  a 
side  office,  and  beaming  at  me  through  a  glass  door.  He 
explained  that,  owing  to  the  objections  of  the  Censure  to  a 
little  piece  he  had  produced,  he  was  obliged  to  issue  invita- 
tions to  those  who  were  good  enough  to  pay  him  a  visit. 
Monsieur  was  English  ?  Ah  !  he  had  a  dear  friend,  a  mem- 
ber of  Parliament,  whose  named  sounded  so  unfamiliar  that 
it  might  have  been  Japanese.  My  affable  host  was  an  ex- 
Communist  colonel,  Maxime  Lisbonne,  once  a  notable 
paladin  of  revolution,  now  engaged  in  defying  the  Censure 
and  propagating  le  nouveau  esprit  of  the  drama  in  subter- 
ranean cafes.  The  ex-colonel  handed  me  a  magnificent 
document,  praying  the  honor  of  my  company,  and  mis- 
spelling my  name  with  irresistible  courtesy.  I  stalked  away 
like  a  privileged  guest,  and  was  a  little  surprised  when  an 
official  demanded  two  francs  with  prodigious  civility.  It 
was  a  fall  from  the  proclamation  of  the  Commune  to  two 
francs,  but,  after  all,  the  amount  was  trifling,  and  what  could 
be  a  finer  stroke  of  the  true  simplicity  of  genius  than  this 
method  of  outmanoeuvring  the  Censure?  The  interdicted 
piece  was  a  grewsome  story  about  a  souteneur,  his  wretched 
mistress,  whom  he  kills,  and  two  callous  police  agents,  who 
shrug  their  shoulders  when  they  hear  the  woman's  dying 
scream.  Evidently  it  was  the  lacerated  feelings  of  the 
police  which  had  moved  the  Censure  to  interfere,  and  the 
ex-colonel  to  the  masterly  strategy  of  according  me  that 
charming  interview,  and  the  entertainment  tq  boot,  all  for 
two  francs.  Was  this  the  whole  nouveau  esprit  of  the  even- 
ing ?  By  no  means.  After  "  La  Grande  Blonde "  came 
"  Le  Coucher  d'Yvette,"  a  little  comedy  in  dumb  show  of  a 
young  woman,  whose  husband  is  away  at  camp,  doing  his 
eight-and-twenty  days  of  military  duty  in  the  army  reserve, 
while  his  wife  sighs  for  him  in  the  nuptial  chamber,  where  she 
undresses  and  goes  to  bed.  What  could  be  more  do- 
mestic, more  idyllic  !  True,  as  the  garments  are  removed 
one  by  one,  and  neatly  put  away — for  she  is  a  model  of 
order,  this  housewife — I  reflect  that  possibly  Mrs.  Grundy 
might  disapprove  of  this  scene..  But,  then,  it  would  excite 
the  raptures  of  the  up-to-date  critic.  He  would  be  touched 
to  see  that  with  wifely  devotion  the  lady  pens  a  letter  to  her 
husband  when  she  is — well,  at  the  most  ethereal  stage  of 
deshabille.  "Le  Coucher  d'Yvette"  has  a  companion  pict- 
ure in  "  Le  Reveil  d'une  Parisienne "  at  the  Folies- 
Bergere.  Here  a  lady  is  aroused  in  the  morning  by  her 
femme  de  chambre.  After  some  coquetting,  she  consents 
to  sit  up,  drink  her  little  tasse  of  coffee  or  chocolate,  and 
arrange  the  affairs  of  the  day  with  the  help  of  a  pack  of 
cards.  The  cards  show  that  a  letter  will  arrive,  no  doubt 
from  the  gentleman  with  the  mustaches,  whose  portrait  is 
over  the  toilet-table  ;  and,  sure  enough,  you  hear  a  ting-ting, 
and  a  large  missive,  with  a  big  red  seal,  is  delivered  at  the 
door.  Then,  as  the  dressing  of  madame  proceeds,  there  is 
more  ting-ting,  and  milliner's  boxes  arrive,  new  hats  which 
madame,  now  at  that  stage  of  robing  I  have  indicated 
earlier,  with,  I  hope,  a  chaste  reserve,  tries  on  before  the 
mirror.  But  what  are  new  hats  unless  some  one  is  standing 
by  to  twirl  those  pictured  mustaches  in  the  enthusiasm  of 
admiring  survey?  The  toilet  becomes  pensive,  even  sad. 
The  lady  sits  disconsolately  brushing  her  hair,  when  the 
door  opens  suddenly,  and  enter  the  mustaches  on  tip-toe. 
They  sound  a  reverential  salute  on  the  nape  of  her  white 
neck.  She  starts  up  with  a  cry,  runs  across  the  stage,  and 
then  flings  herself  into  the  arms  of  those  mustaches  avec 
empressemenl,  as  the  French  remark  when  they  wish  to  sug- 
gest a  judicious  temperature.  Risky,  do  you  say?  The 
modern  playwright  will  tell  you  it  is  realistic. 

The  Parisian  bard  who  lampooned  the  summer  months  in 
this  biting  couplet : 

"  Juin,  Juillet.  Aout, 
Ni  huitres,  ni  femmes,  ni  choux  I  " 
is  no  apostle  of  the  boulevard.     I   had  no  oysters  in  June, 
but  homard  a   PAme'ricainc   is    a    toothsome    recollection. 


Breathes  there  the  man  so  immature  that  he  has  not  eaten 
filet  de  sole  avec  crevettes  et  monies  at  the  Cafe  Marguery. 
Ni  choux,  forsooth  !  Never  were  strawberries  so  fine  and 
asparagus  so  large.  Ni  femmes  '  As  if  woman  were  the 
creature  of  a  season,  and  faded  with  the  cabbage  !  No  such 
ungallant  reflection  clouded  the  gayety  of  the  boulevard, 
save,  perhaps,  when  a  lady  sought  to  recruit  the  resources 
of  nature  with  the  devices  of  science  by  turning  on  an 
electric  light  in  her  bonnet.  It  is  this  gay%ty  which  has 
such  a  charm.  Even  the  ill-looking  night-bird  who  prowls 
round  the  tables  oulside  the  cafe,  searching  for  cigarette- 
ends,  hums  a  tune  over  his  inodorous  quest.  The  guttural 
voice  which  jars  on  the  ear  with  cries  of  the  evening 
papers — those  evening  papers  which  in  Paris  really  come 
out  in  the  evening,  and  not  at  breakfast-time — has  a  note  of 
personal  enjoyment  in  the  cracked  monotony  of  "  Le  Sivar  ' 
Voila  le  Sivar/"  Here  is  an  artist  in  a  complete  suit  of 
velveteen,  with  cap  to  match,  who  proposes  to  make  my 
portrait  as  I  sit  in  a  graceful  attitude  over  a  cigar.  True, 
he  wears  his  pencil  behind  his  ear,  giving  an  incongruous 
touch  of  the  counter-jumper  to  that  pleasantly  Bohemian 
costume  ;  but  his  smile  is  most  cheerful  and  prepossessing. 
He  shows  you  a  highly  flattering  portrait  of  himself  as  a 
hint  of  what  he  can  do  for  you  in  the  same  line  of  artistic 
hypocrisy,  and  is  not  depressed  when  you  wave  him  off. 
Nor  is  he  hurt  when  monsieur  just  behind  you  is  pleased  to 
jest.  Monsieur  is  very  fat,  and,  looking  at  the  specimens  of 
manly  beauty  submitted  to  him,  says:  "Ah!  But  how 
much  of  me?"  To  this  Velasquez  of  the  pavement  suc- 
ceeds the  toy-seller,  who  does  not  seem  to  mind  whether 
you  purchase  his  wares  or  not,  and  blows  that  very  funny- 
looking  contrivance  with  a  curling  end  from  his  mouth 
purely  for  his  own  diversion.  Is  the  gentleman  with  a 
puppy  or  two  under  his  arm  anxious  to  sell  them?  Not  at 
all ;  he  is  simply  taking  the  air  and  amusing  his  puppies  by 
showing  them  the  crowd  outside  the  Cafe  Riche  Brasserie, 
with  its  new  and  rather  startling  decorations,  and  the  glitter- 
ing electric  lamps  on  the  blood-red  staircase. 

What  is  the  secret  of  this  buoyancy  and  cheery  inde- 
pendence ?  After  much  reflection  and  two  or  three  bocks, 
you  come  to  the  conclusion  that  it  is  the  open  air.  In  Paris 
there  is  prodigious  exercise  for  the  lungs.  All  up  the  Fau- 
bourg Montmartre  the  placid  burgesses  are  sitting  in  their 
doorways,  smoking  or  knitting,  but,  above  all,  breathing — ab- 
sorbing the  ambient  contentment  which  fills  the  very  atmos- 
phere of  the  city.  There  is  the  same  impulse  in  French 
art.  In  the  Champ  de  Mars  Salon  there  is  a  gallery  full  of 
pictures  of  the  plein  air  school — canvas  on  which  earth,  and 
air,  and  heaven  palpitated  with  radiance  till  one  sits  down 
and  drinks  the  light  and  color  in  a  kind  of  intoxication. 
Everything  else  seems  dull  or  morbid — the  interminable 
Tissot,  with  three  or  four  hundred  illustrations  of  the  life  of 
Christ,  the  everlasting  St.  Denis  walking  without  his  head — 
or  distorted  by  that  curious  love  of  nightmare  that  lingers 
in  French  art,  and  reaches  a  hideous  climax  in  a  mass  of 
naked  bodies  in  cascades  of  blood  and  pyramids  of  flame, 
or  in  a  fantastic  medley  of  Wiertz-like  abominations,  in 
which  a  man  with  the  upper  part  of  his  head  sliced  off  is 
holding  it  in  his  hands  and  licking  it !  Nightmare  is 
literally  treated  by  a  sculptor  in  an  exquisitely  modeled 
figure  of  a  sleeping  woman,  with  features  drawn  by  fright, 
who  is  pushing  from  her  with  a  lovely  hand  a  winged  and 
grewsome  beast  that  has  set  its  claws  in  her  leg.  But  this 
servitude  of*  the  beautiful  to  a  delirious  craze  for  sensation 
is  a  transient  disease  ;  the  gayety,  and  simplicity,  and  love 
of  life  which  are  pictured  in  the  healthful  glow  of  shining 
landscape  are  enduring.  It  is  one  long  and  innocent  de- 
bauch, this  air  of  Paris.  It  seems  to  turn  the  very  fountains 
into  nectar  ;  it  draws  strange  perfumes  from  the  trees,  and 
sets  you  dreaming  under  the  stars,  or  even  under  the  roof  of 
the  Ambassadeurs,  where  Yvette  Guilbert  is  singing  by  no 
means  idyllic  ballads.  They  are  at  home  here,  those  saucy 
chansons.  Somehow,  the  divine  air  of  Paris  gives  them  a 
fragrance  not  wholly  earthy,  and  scatters  blossoms  on  "  Les 
Demoiselles  de  Pensionnat,"  whose  naive  primness  is  sug- 
gested by  Yvette  with  that  vivid  dramatic  touch  which 
makes  poor  Judic,  warbling  close  by  in  the  Alcazar,  seem  a 
round  and  comfortable  nonentity. 

I  remember  an  excursion  to  St.  Germains  by  steamer — not 
for  the  scenery,  which  is  commonplace  ;  not  for  the  Seine, 
which  is  dirty  and  sluggish  ;  not  for  the  home  of  the  exiled 
Stuarts,  which  is  a  stuffy  museum  full  of  Roman  and  Gallic 
remains,  declared  to  be  "tres  gentil"  by  a  simple-minded 
priest  and  his  young  friends,  who  would  have  tranquilly  ap- 
plied the  same  phrase  to  Niagara.  I  remember  that  journey 
for  the  sake  of  the  damsel  in  a  pink  cotton  frock — a  dainty 
creature,  whose  unaffected  endearments  with  a  fortunate 
young  man,  who  caught  my  eye  now  and  then  with  a  look 
which  plainly  said,  "Don't  you  think  me  a  lucky  dog?"  ex- 
cited the  friendly  and  admiring  interest  of  the  spectators. 
When  some  wags  in  a  passing  boat,  observing  a  tender 
passage,  cried  "Ohe/"  the  girl  did  not  retire  in  the  shame- 
faced confusion  of  Anglo-Saxon  propriety  ;  she  kissed  her 
hand  to  each  of  them,  a  stratagem  which  left  criticism 
speechless.  When  we  dined  on  deck  in  the  evening,  the 
simple  gayety  of  her  happiness  gave  even  the  playful  attempt 
to  mix  claret  with  pale  ale  a  touch  of  poetry.  Perhaps  it 
was  the  fatherly  enthusiasm  of  the  proprietor  of  the  excursion 
for  so  much  charm  that  caused  the  oversight  by  which  I  re- 
ceived a  bad  two-franc  piece  in  my  change.  I  do  not  blame 
him.  It  was  the  air.  And  as  I  think  of  those  two  happy 
youngsters,  I  murmur:  "  Soyes  be'nis,  mes  en/ants  /  Joy  is 
your  perpetual  portion.     It  is  that  blessed  air  !  " 


A  new  terror  has  been  added  to  the  powers  tyrannical  of 
the  Paris  concierge  by  the  discover)'  that  there  is  no  legal 
obstacle  to  his  opening  and  reading  all  letters  received,  for 
occupants  of  his  establishment.  The  victim  of  such  an  out- 
rage who  prosecuted  the  perpetrator  last  week  not  only 
failed,  but  met  the  countercharge  of  malicious  prosecution. 
The  judge  indignantly  squelched  the  impudent  concierge. 
Now  a  bill  has  been  introduced  in  the  Chamber  making  pri- 
vate letters  inviolable. 


INDIVIDUALITIES. 

The  heaviest  bicycle-rider  in  the  world  is  said  to  be  Dr- 
Meldon,  of  Dublin,  Ireland,  who  weighs  three  hundred  and 
seventy-eight  pounds.     He  is  also  an  expect  tennis  player. 

General  James  Longstreet,  the  distinguished  Confederate 
soldier,  has  asked  the  Senate  to  increase  his  Mexican  War 
pension  from  twelve  to  fifty  dollars  monthly,  because  of  his 
present  total  disability. 

A  new  king  has  been  born  into  the  world  in  Baron  Harden 
Hickey,  the  former  French  journalist,  who  has  purchased  the 
Island  of  Trinidad.  He  has  crowned  himself  with  the  title 
of  James  the  First  and  has  inaugurated  a  military  dictator- 
ship. Baron  Hickey  was  formerly  managing  editor  of  the 
French  newspaper  Le  Triboulet 

Tom  Reed  is  fond  of  whist,  and,  as  he  lives  at  a  hotel,  his 
pleasure  is  sometimes  subject  to  interruptions  from  persistent 
callers.  To  insure  absolute  privacy,  Mr.  Reed,  whenever  he 
goes  to  a  friend's  room  to  indulge  in  his  favorite  diversion, 
now  takes  the  precaution  of  slipping  off"  his  shoes  and  set- 
ting them  in  the  hall  beside  the  door.  It  shows  that  Mr. 
Reed  has  gone  to  bed,  and  is  said  to  insure  him  absolute 
immunity  from  interruption. 

Lord  Coleridge,  the  late  Chief-Justice  of  England,  left  a 
private  income  of  only  $75,000,  but  this  comparatively  small 
sum  was  explained  by  the  fact  that  a  few  years  ago  he  settled 
about  $500,000  on  his  family.  Nearly  all  English  judges  in 
recent  years  have  died  pretty  well  off".  Lord  Coleridge's 
successor,  Lord  Chief-Justice  Cockburn,  left  $200,000, 
Lord  Justice  Thesigers  and  General  Baron  Kelly's  estates 
were  proved  at  $400,000  and  $300,000,  respectively.  The 
late  Lord  Hannen  left  an  estate  of  about  $300,000. 

Abas  Pasha,  the  young  Khedive  of  Egypt,  always  has  his 
mother  with  him,  and  she  outranks  all  his  advisers.  She  is 
said  to  be  one  of  the  most  beautiful  women  in  Egypt,  in 
addition  to  being  the  brainiest.  The  Khedive  lives  the  life 
of  an  English  or  American  well-to-do  farmer.  On  his  large 
model  farm  he  has  established  a  model  village,  with  school, 
club,  and  mosque,  and  a  fire-engine  of  modern  manufacture. 
He  rises  at  five  o'clock  and  works  hard,  for  a  sovereign,  all 
day.  He  is  fond  of  riding,  driving,  and  outdoor  sports,  and 
is  an  excellent  shot. 

One  of  the  great  heroes  of  the  Lisbon  arenas  is  the 
toreador  Peixinho.  He  perhaps  derives  his  name,  which  is 
Portuguese  for  "little  fish,"  from  an  instrument  he  often 
uses  in  the  ring.  This  is  a  small  iron  stick,  with  a  pointed 
end.  He  will  toss  this,  with  unerring  aim,  at  a  bull  which  is 
the  length  of  the  ring  away.  At  the  close  of  the  entertain- 
ment, when  the  last  bull  has  been  taken  away,  people  throw 
their  hats  into  the  ring,  and  he,  like  the  common  or  circus 
clown,  tosses  them  back  on  to  the  respective  heads  of  the 
spectators,  seldom  missing  one  ;  then,  amid  thunders  of  ap- 
plause, enthusiastic  admirers  throw  bouquets  or  boxes  of 
cigars  and  cigarettes  into  the  ring,  and  he  retires,  heavily 
laden  with  the  proceeds  of  popularity. 

The  Emperor  of  China,  Kuang  Hsu,  was  twenty-three 
years  old  last  Wednesday.  He  can  not  appear  in  public, 
and  when  he  goes  abroad,  it  is  usually  in  a  close  sedan- 
chair,  with  guards  along  each  side  of  the  road  to  prevent  in- 
truders from  staring  at  his  sacred  person.  He  lives  in  a 
great  palace,  surrounded  by  a  wall  through  which  nobody 
but  the  court  officials  ever  penetrates  without  special  per- 
mission. He  was  kept  in  seclusion  throughout  his  youth, 
the  dowager-empresses  acting  as  regents.  He  had  in  his 
palace-yard  miniature  models  of  men-of-war,  a  train  of  cars 
which  was  an  exact  model  of  the  first  railroad-train  ever  run 
in  China,  and  every  toy  that  wealth  could  procure,  but  he 
has  never  seen  one  of  his  own  men-of-war,  or  ridden  in  a 
real  steam-car.  He  learns  as  much  of  what  goes  on  in  his 
empire  as  the  viceroys  see  fit  to  tell  him.  He  is  of  frail 
physique  and  in  very  delicate  health. 

Unlike  Thiers,  Grevy,  and  Carnot,  the  new  president  is  a 
splendid  horseman,  and  has  surprised  the  Parisians  since 
his  election  by  appearing  every  morning  in  the  Bois  superbly 
mounted  and  attended  by  two  officers  in  uniform  and  by  a 
groom.  He  is  a  great  lover  of  fencing,  and  for  many  years 
has,  whenever  in  Paris,  indulged  in  a  morning  bout  at  this 
manly  exercise  with  one  of  the  leading  professors  of  the 
capital.  Recently  M.  Casimir-Perier  gave  simultaneous  sit- 
tings to  M.  Boetzel,  M.  Boucher,  and  M.  Chaplin,  who  set 
about  reproducing  his  features  in  charcoal,  clay,  and  wax, 
respectively.  Instead  of  putting  the  stable  arrangements  of 
the  palace  out  to  contract,  as  his  predecessor  did,  M.  Casimir- 
Perier  intends  to  take  them  into  his  own  hands.  He  has  ap- 
pointed as  his  stud-groom  Montjarret,  once  the  piqucur  of 
the  famous  Count  Potocki  and  more  recently  in  the  service 
of  M.  Michel  Ephrussi,  who  is  retiring  from  the  turf. 

Li  Hung  Chang  is  not  only  a  viceroy,  but  occupies  the 
place  of  premier  of  the  empire,  although  he  has  no  title  be- 
yond that  of  viceroy.  He  is  very  tall,  measuring  more  than, 
six  feet  in  height,  and  his  build  is  proportionately  heavy. 
He  is  not  a  Manchu,  like  the  present  emperor,  but  a  full- 
blooded  Chinaman,  and  it  is  said  that  any  disturbance  look- 
ing to  a  restoration  of  the  native  line  would  bring  Li  Hung 
Chang  close  to  the  throne,  despite  his  seventy-one  years. 
He  is  the  head  of  an  army  of  thirty  thousand  men,  who 
have  been  drilled  by  foreign  officers.  In  1S60,  when  he 
was  Governor  of  the  Thiang-Sin  Province,  he  assisted 
Colonel  Gordon  in  suppressing  the  Taeping  rebellion. 
Later  the  other  Thiang  Province  was  added  to  his  rule,  and 
he  was  created  viceroy  of  the  united  countries  in  1865.  A 
year  later  he  was  made  minister  plenipotentiary,  and  in  the 
following  year  became  Viceroy  of  Hong-Kuang.  In  1S6S 
he  became  a  grand  chancellor.  In  1870,  after  the  Tien- 
Tsin  massacre,  his  titles  were  taken  from  him  and  he  was 
punished    in    other  ways,  on    the  ground  thai    1_  J  not 

assisted  the  general  in  command.     But,  in  1 
stored  to  the  office  of  grand  chancellor. 


D 


THE 


ARGON  AUT. 


August  20,  1894. 


DU    MAURIER'S    NEW    NOVEL. 


"Trilby,"  the  Extraordinary  Story  by  the  Artist  of  "Punch." 

In  his  second  novel,  "Trilby"  (Harper's),  a  work  of 
startling  originality  and  power,  George  du  Maurier  has  again 
surprised  the  literary  world.  As  all  the  world  knows, 
he  has  been  for  the  last  quarter  of  a  century  one  of  the 
leading  artists  of  London's  great  comic  paper — has  been 
Punch  itself,  one  may  say — and  each  of  us  is  familiar  with 
his  tall,  graceful  women,  with  their  air  of  race  and  breeding 
— young  goddesses  modeled  on  his  own  daughters,  rumor 
tells  us — with  his  big,  majestic  dog  and  his  delightfully  pictur- 
esque children.  He  has  been  preeminently  a  painter  of 
social  life  with  his  brush,  and  so  the  transition  to  a  writer  of 
novels,  though  undertaken  late,  need  not  surprise  us.  The 
instantaneous  success  of  his  first  work,  "  Peter  Ibbetson," 
which  appeared  three  years  ago,  is  still  fresh  in  the  minds 
of  all.  Such  an  instance  of  a  man,  already  undisputed 
master  in  one  realm  of  art,  attaining  at  one  bound  to  so 
high  a  place  in  a  totally  different  line,  made  the  world 
breathless  with  admiration,  and  George  du  Maurier  has  had 
an  unstinted  measure  of  adulation  poured  at  his  feet. 

Perhaps  it  has  turned  his  head  a  little  ;  certainly  "  Trilby  " 
would  be  a  better  book  if  he  had  used  the  pruning-knife  a 
little,  and  had  cut  and  trimmed  away  some  of  the  re- 
dundance of  descriptions  and  prolixity  of  words  that  at 
times  almost  choke  up  the  course  of  the  story. 

But  the  book  is  a  wonderful  one  in  its  vividness,  and  the 
illustrations  no  less  wonderful,  accompanying  the  text  step 
by  step  and  making  the  characters  spring  into  life  before  our 
eyes.  Such  a  work,  written  and  illustrated  by  the  same 
master-hand,  is  truly  unique. 

In  "  Trilby  "  we  are  taken  into  the  midst  of  student  life 
in  the  Latin  Quarter  of  Paris  late  in  the  fifties.  Three  En- 
glish artists — Taffy,  the  Laird,  and  Little  Billee,  as  their  so- 
briquets run — have  taken  a  studio  together,  and  through  the 
early  part  of  the  book  we  revel  with  them  in  the  joys  of 
Paris,  where  they  lead  a  gay  Bohemian  existence  with  never 
a  care — a  sort  of  Porthos-Athos-Aramis  comradeship.  At 
their  studio  we  meet  a  host  of  interesting  people  who  come 
and  go,  some  of  them  representing  later  celebrities  ;  among 
these  the  Joe  Sibley  who  was  recognized  by  Jimmy  McNeil 
Whistler  to  be  a  likeness  of  himself.  His  tilt  at  Du  Maurier 
in  a  letter  to  the  Pall  Mall  Budget  was  printed  by  the  Ar- 
gonaut in  a  recent  issue,  and  will  be  remembered  by  our 
readers. 

Here  comes  in  Svengali,  a  braggart,  a  coward,  a  bully, 
dirty,  unprepossessing,  but  most  entrancing  of  musicians.  And 
here  we  meet  beautiful,  joyous,  genial  Trilby,  a  grisette,  a 
model  for  "  the  altogether,"  sullied,  alas  !  and  the  boldest 
departure  in  the  way  of  a  heroine  ever  daring  scribe  at- 
tempted. She  is  English,  too,  and  she  takes  to  our  English- 
men so  much  and  they  to  her  that  she  soon  becomes  a  fourth 
in  their  triumvirate.  She  poses  for  them — not  for  "  the  alto- 
gether " — she  makes  their  salads,  she  darns  their  socks,  and, 
of  course,  she  falls  in  love  with  one  of  them.  She  does  not 
give  her  heart  to  Taffy — tall,  strong,  brave,  generous,  and 
manly — nor  to  the  jolly  Scotch  Laird,  but  to  the  young 
stripling,  Little  Billee — slight  and  small,  half  a  head  shorter 
than  herself,  but  gifted  with  the  divine  spark  of  genius. 

Here  is  her  first  appearance,  in  the  old  studio  days  : 
As  the  creature  looked  round  at  the  assembled  company  and 
flashed  her  big  white  teeth  at  them  in  an  all-embracing  smile  of  un- 
common width  and  quite  irresistible  sweetness,  simplicity,  and  friendly 
trust,  one  saw  at  a  glance  that  she  was  out  of  the  common,  clever, 
simple,  humorous,  honest,  brave,  and  kind,  and  accustomed  to  be 
genially  welcomed  wherever  she  went.  Then  suddenly  closing  the 
door  behind  her,  dropping  her  smile,  and  looking  wistful  and  sweet, 
with  her  head  on  one  side  and  her  arms  akimbo  :  "  Ye're  all  English, 
now,  aren't  ye?"  she  exclaimed.  "I  heard  the  music,  and  thought 
I'd  just  come  in  for  a  bit,  and  pass  the  time  of  day  ;  you  don't  mind  ? 
Trilby,  that's  my  name — Trilby  O'Ferrall." 

"We're  delighted,  on  the  contrary,"  said  Little  Billee,  and  ad- 
vanced a  chair  for  her. 

But  she  said:  "Oh,  don't  mind  me  ;  go  on  with  the  music,"  and 
sat  herself  down  cross-legged  on  the  model-throne  near  the  piano. 

As  they  still  looked  at  her,  curious  and  half-embarrassed,  she  pulled 
a  paper  parcel  containing  food  out  of  one  of  the  coat-pockets,  and 
exclaimed  : 

"  I'll  just  take  a  bite,  if  you  don't  object ;  I'm  a  model,  you  know, 
and  it's  just  rung  twelve — 'the  rest.'  I'm  posing  for  Durien,  the 
sculptor,  on  the  next  floor.     I  pose  to  him  for  the  altogether." 

"  The  altogether?"  asked  Little  Billee. 

"Yes — I'enscmble,  you  know — head,  hands,  and  feet — everything — 
especially  feet.  That's  my  foot,"  she  said,  kicking  off  her  big  slipper 
and  stretching  out  the  limb.  "  It's  the  handsomest  foot  in  all  Paris. 
There's  only  one  in  all  Paris  to  match  it,  and  here  it  is,"  and  she 
laughed  heartily  (like  a  merry  peal  of  bells),  and  stuck  out  the  other. 

Gecko,  his  fiddle  in  one  hand  and  his  bow  in  the  other,  stared  at 
her  in  open-mouthed  admiration  and  delight,  as  she  ate  her  sand- 
wich of  soldier's  bread  and  fromage  a  la  crime  quite  unconcerned. 

When  she  had  finished,  she  licked  the  tips  of  her  fingers  clean  of 
cheese,  and  produced  a  small  tobacco-pouch  from  another,  military 
pocket,  and  made  herself  a  cigarette,  and  lit  it  and  smoked  it,  inhaling 
the  smoke  in  large  whiffs,  filling  her  lungs  with  it,  and  sending  it  back 
through  her  nostrils  with  a  look  of  great  beatitude. 

Svengali  played  Schubert's  "  Rosemonde,"  and  flashed  a  pair  of 
languishing  black  eyes  at  her  with  intent  to  kill. 

"  Are  you  fond  of  music  ?  "  asked  Little  Billee. 

"  Oh,  ain't  I,  just!"  she  replied;  "my  father  sang  like  a  bird. 
He  was  a  gentleman  and  a  scholar,  my  father  was.  His  name  was 
Patrick  Michael  O'Ferrall,  fellow  of  Trinity,  Cambridge.  He  used 
to  sing  '  Ben  Bolt.'     Do  you  know  '  Ben  Bolt '  ?  " 

"Oh,  yes,  I  know  it  well,"  said  Little  Billee  ;  "  it's  a  very  pretty 
song." 

"  I  can  sing  it,"  said  Miss  O'Ferrall  ;  "  shall  I  ?  " 

"  Oh,  certainly,  if  you  will  be  so  kind." 

Miss  O'Ferrall  threw  away  the  end  of  her  cigarette,  put  her  hands 
on  her  knees  as  she  sat  cross-legged  on  the  model-throne,  and  stick- 
ing her  elbows  well  out,  she  looked  up  to  the  ceiling  with  a  tender, 
sentimental  smile,  and  sang  the  touching  song  : 

"  Oh,  don't  you  remember  sweet  Alice,  Hen  Bolt '! 
Sweet  Alice,  with  hair  so  brown  '! "  etc. 

As  some  things  are  too  sad  and  too  deep  for  tears,  so  some  things 
are  too  grotesque  and  too  funny  for  laughter.  Of  such  a  kind  was 
Miss  O'Ferrall's  performance  of  "  Ben  Bolt." 

From  that  capacious  mouth  and  through  that  high-bridged,  bony 
nose  there  rolled  a  volume  of  breathy  sound,  not  loud,  but  so  im- 
mense that  it  seemed  to  come  from  all  round,  to  be  reverberated  from 
every  surface  in  the  studio.  She  followed  more  or  less  the  shape  of 
the  tune,  going  up  when  it  rose  and  down  when  it  fell,  but  with  such 
immensr  intervals  between  the  notes  as  were  never  dreamed  of  in  any 
■  liOit-jl  melody.  It  was  as  though  she  could  never  once  have  deviated 
.mo  'une,  never  once  have  hit  upon  a  true  note,  even  by  a  fluke— in 


fact,   as   though   she   were   absolutely    tone-deaf,   and   without   ear, 
although  she  stuck  to  the  time  correctly  enough. 

It  is  love  that  wakens  her  to  the  shame  of  sitting  for  the 
figure,  and  her  letter  to  her  good  comrade,  the  Laird,  is 
touching  in  its  naive  directness  and  simplicity  : 

My  Dear  Friend  :  I  am  very  unhappy.  I  was  sitting  at  Carrel's 
in  the  Rue  de  Potirons,  and  Little  Billee  came  in,  and  was  so  shocked 
and  disgusted,  that  he  ran  away  and  never  came  back. 

I  saw  it  all  in  his  face. 

I  sat  there  because  M.  Carrel  asked  me  to.  He  has  always  been 
very  kind  to  me — M.  Carrel — ever  since  1  was  a  child  ;  and  I  would 
do  anything  to  please  him,  but  never  that  again. 

He  was  there,  too. 

I  never  thought  anything  about  sitting  before.  I  sat  first  as  a  child 
to  M.  Carrel.  Mamma  made  me,  and  made  me  promise  not  to  tell 
papa,  and  so  I  didn't.  It  soon  seemed  as  natural  to  sit  for  people  as 
to  run  errands  for  them,  or  wash  and  mend  their  clothes.  Papa 
wouldn't  have  liked  my  doing  that,  either,  though  we  wanted  the 
money  badly.     And  so  he  never  knew. 

1  have  sat  for  the  altogether  to  several  other  people  besides — M. 
G£rome,  Durien,  the  two  Hennequins,  and  Emile  Baratier  ;  and  for 
the  head  and  hands  to  lots  of  people,  and  for  the  feet  only  to  Charles 
Faure,  Andrtf  Besson,  Mathieu  Dumoulin,  and  Collinet.  Nobody 
else. 

It  seemed  as  natural  for  me  to  sit  as  for  a  man.  Now  I  see  the 
awful  difference. 

And  I  have  done  dreadful  things  besides,  as  you  must  know — as  all 
the  quartier  knows.  Baratier  and  Besson,  but  not  Durien,  though 
people  think  so.  Nobody  else,  I  swear — except  old  M.  Penque  at 
the  beginning,  who  was  mamma's  friend. 

It  makes  me  almost  die  of  shame  and  misery  to  think  of  it  ;  for 
that's  t  not  like  sitting.  I  knew  how  wrong  it  was  all  along,  and 
there's  no  excuse  for  me — none,  though  lots  of  people  do  as  bad,  and 
nobody  in  the  quartier  seems  to  think  any  the  worse  of  them. 

If  you,  and  Taffy,  and  Little  Billee  cut  me,  I  really  think  I  shall 
go  mad  and  die.  Without  your  friendship,  I  shouldn't  care  to  live  a 
bit.  Dear  Sandy,  I  love  your  little  finger  better  than  any  man  or 
woman  I  ever  met  ;  and  Taffy's  and  Little  Billee's  little  fingers,  too. 

What  shall  1  do  ?  I  daren't  go  out  for  fear  of  meeting  one  of  you. 
Will  you  come  and  see  me  ? 

I  am  never  going  to  sit  again — not  even  for  the  face  and  hands.  I 
am  going  back  to  be  a  blanchisseuse  defin  with  my  old  friend,  Angele 
Boisse,  who  is  getting  on  very  well  indeed,  in  the  Rue  des  Cloitres, 
Ste.  Pelronille. 

You  will  come  and  see  me,  won't  you  ?  I  shail  be  in  all  day  till 
you  do.  Or  else  I  will  meet  you  somewhere,  if  you  will  tell  me 
where  and  when  ;  or  else  I  will  go  and  see  you  in  the  studio  if  you 
are  sure  to  be  alone.  Please  don't  keep  me  waiting  long  for  an  an- 
swer. 

You  don't  know  what  I'm  suffering. 

Your  ever  loving,  faithful  friend,      Trilby  O'Ferrall. 

She  will  not  marry  Little  Billee,  though  he  beseeches  her 
wildly.  She  will  not  ruin  his  life  and  drag  him  down  ; 
and  so  she  disappears  into  the  whirl  of  Paris,  and  they  see 
her  no  more. 

Then  the  free,  happy  life  breaks  up.  Little  Billee  goes  to 
London  ;  the  years  pass  and  he  becomes  a  famous  painter, 
and  riches  and  honors  are  heaped  upon  him  ;  but  he  never 
ceases  to  mourn  his  lost  love.  ■  To  the  two  left  behind,  life 
becomes  prosaic,  and  the  old  joyous  student  days  are  over. 
The  pages  become  dull,  unlighted  by  Trilby's  presence. 
Then,  all  at  once,  she  comes  back,  but  not  the  same — 
Trilby,  and  yet  not  Trilby.  The  story  tells  the  wonderful 
change  in  her  and  the  mystery  of  it,  five  years  later,  when  she 
comes  back  as  La  Svengali,  the  musical  prodigy,  the  world- 
famous  prima  donna,  whose  days  are  one  unending  record 
of  bewildering  triumphs.  The  three  old  comrades,  united 
once  more  for  a  time,  see  her  again.  They  have  come 
to  hear  the  famous  songstress,  and  have  just  recognized, 
in  the  leader  of  the  orchestra,  their  former  acquaintance, 
Svengali.     It  is  the  moment  before  the  rising  of  the  curtain  : 

Then  a  moment  of  silence  and  breathless  suspense — curiosity  on 
tiptoe  ! 

Then  the  two  little  page-boys  each  drew  a  silken  rope,  and  the 
curtains  parted  and  looped  themselves  up  on  each  side  symmetrically  ; 
and  a  tall,  female  figured  appeared,  clad  in  what  seemed  like  a  clas- 
sical dress  of.  cloth  of  gold,  embroidered  with  garnets  and  beetles' 
wings  ;  her  snowy  arms  and  shoulders  bare,  a  gold  coronet  of  stars 
on  her  head,  her  thick  light-brown  hair  tied  behind  and  flowing  all 
down  her  back  to  nearly  her  knees,  like  those  ladies  in  hair-dressers' 
shops  who  sit  with  their  backs  to  the  plate-glass  window  to  advertise 
the  merits  of  some  particular  hair-wash. 

She  walked  slowly  down  to  the  front,  her  hands  hanging  at  her 
sides  in  quite  a  simple  fashion,  and  made  a  slight  inclination  of  her 
head  and  body  toward  the  imperial  box,  and  then  to  right  and  left. 
Her  lips  and  cheeks  were  rouged  ;  her  dark,  level  eyebrows  nearly 
met  at  the  bridge  of  her  short,  high  nose.  Through  her  parted  lips 
you  could  see  her  large,  glistening  white  teeth  ;  her  gray  eyes  looked 
straight  at  Svengali. 

Her  face  was  thin  and  had  a  rather  haggard  expression,  in  spite 
of  its  artificial  freshness  ;  but  its  contour  was  divine  and  its  character 
so  tender,  so  humble,  so  touchingly  simple  and  sweet,  that  one 
melted  at  the  sight  of  her.  No  such  magnificent  or  seductive  ap- 
parition has  ever  been  seen  before  or  since  on  any  stage  or  platform. 

The  house  rose  as  she  came  down  to  the  front  ;  and  she  bowed 
again  to  right  and  left,  and  put  her  hand  to  her  heart  quite  simply 
and  with  a  most  winning,  natural  gesture,  an  adorable  gauchcric  ; 
like  a  graceful  and  unconscious  school-girl  quite  innocent  of  stage 
deportment. 

It  was  Trilby  ! 

Trilby,  the  tone-deaf,  who  couldn't  sing  one  single  note  in  tune  ! 
Trilby,  who  couldn't  tell  a  C  from  an  F  !, 

What  was  going  to  happen  ? 

Our  three  friends  were  almost  turned  to  stone  in  the  immensity  of 
their  surprise. 

Yet  the  big  Taffy  was  trembling  all  over  ;  the  Laird's  jaw  had  all 
but  fallen  on  to  his  chest  ;  Little  Billee  was  staring — staring  his  eyes 
almost  out  of  his  head.  There  was  something,  to  them,  so  strange 
and  uncanny  about  it  all  ;  so  oppressive,  so  anxious,  so  momentous  ! 

The  applause  had  at  last  subsided.  Trilby  stood  with  her  hands 
behind  her,  one  foot  (the  left  one)  on  a  little  stool  that  had  been  left 
there  on  purpose,  her  lips  parted,  her  eyes  on  Svengali's,  ready  to 
begin. 

The  marvelous  quality  of  her  voice  is  described  thus  : 

Her  voice  was  so  immense  in  its  softness,  richness,  freshness,  that 
it  seemed  to  be  pouring  itself  out  from  all  round  ;  its  intonation  ab- 
solutely, mathematically  pure  ;  one  felt  it  to  be  not  only  faultless, 
but  infallible  ;  and  the  seduction,  the  novelty  of  it,  the  strangely 
sympathetic  quality  !  How  can  one  describe  the  quality  of  a  peach 
or  a  nectarine  to  those  who  have  only  known  apples  ? 

If  she  had  spread  a  pair  of  large  white  wings  and  gracefully  flut- 
tered up  to  the  roof  and  perched  upon  the  chandelier,  she  could  not 
have  produced  a  greater  sensation.  The  like  of  that  voice  has  never 
been  heard,  nor  ever  will  be  again.  A  woman  archangel  might  sing 
like  that,  or  some  enchanted  princess  out  of  a  fairy  tale. 

Another  soug  follows  : 

Then  comes  her  great  and  final  performance.  The  orchestra 
swiftly  plays  the  first  four  bars  of  the  bass  in  Chopin's  Impromptu 
(A  flat)  ;  and  suddenly,  without  words,  as  a  light  nymph  catching  the 
whirl  of  a  double  skipping-rope,  La  Svengali  breaks  in  and  vocalizes 
that  astounding  piece  of  music  that  so  few  pianists  can  even  play  ; 
but  no  pianist  has  ever  played  it  like  this  ;  no  piano  has  ever  given 
out  such  notes  as  these  ! 

Every  single  phrase  is  a  string  of  perfect  gems,  of  purest  ray 
serene,  strung  together  on  a  loose  golden  thread  1     The  higher  and 


shriller  she  sings,  the  sweeter  it  is  ;  higher  and  shriller  than  any 
woman  had  ever  sung  before. 

And  there  is  not  a  sign  of  effort,  of  difficulty  overcome.  All 
through.  Trilby  smiles  her  broad,  angelic  smile  ;  her  lips  well  parted, 
her  big  white  teeth  glistening  as  she  gently  jerks  her  head  from  side 
to  side  in  time  to  Svengali's  baton,  as  if  to  shake  the  notes  out 
quicker,  and  higher,  and  shriller.  .  .  . 

And  in  a  minute  or  two  it  is  all  over,  like  the  lovely  bouquet  of  fire- 
works at  the  end  of  the  show,  and  she  lets  what  remains  of  it  die  out 
and  away  like  the  after-glow  of  fading  Bengal  fires — her  voice  reced- 
ing into  the  distance — coming  back  to  you  like  an  echo  from  all 
round,  from  anywhere  you  please— quite  soft — hardly  more  than  a 
breath,  but  such  a  breath  !  Then  one  last  chromatically  ascending 
rocket, pianissimo,  up  to  E  in  alt,  and  then  darkness  and  silence  1 

And  after  a  little  pause  the  many-headed  rises  as  one,  and  waves 
its  hats,  and  sticks,  and  handkerchiefs,  and  stamps  and  shouts.  .  .  . 
"  Vive  La  Svengali  !     Vive  La  Svengali  1 " 

The  comrades  can  not  fathom  the  mystery  of  the  change. 
The  old  Trilby  was  unable  to  sing  a  single  note  in  tune,  and 
this  one  is  a  musical  marvel.  The  old  Trilby  loved  them 
with  all  her  heart,  and  this  one,  when  she  meets  Little  Billee, 
looks  him  coldly  in  the  eye  and  passes  on. 

Then  comes  the  story  of  her  first  appearance  in  London 
and  all  that  happened  that  night.     Svengali  has  been  ill  and 

can  not  lead  as  usual,  Monsieur  J taking  his  place  ;  but 

he  occupies  a  box  directly  facing  the  stage,  for  it  seems  he 
never  allows  his  wife  out  of  his  sight : 

Then  thunders  of  applause  filled  the  house,  and  turning  round  and 
seating  themselves,  Taffy  and  Little  Billee  and  the  Laird  saw  Trilby 

being  led  by  J down  the  platform,  between  the  players,  to  the 

front,  her  face  smiling  rather  vacantly,  her  eyes  anxiously  intent  on 
Svengali  in  his  box. 

She  made  her  bows  to  right  and  left  just  as  she  had  done  in  Paris. 

The  band  struck  up  the  opening  bars  of  "  Ben  Bolt,"  with  which 
she  was  announced  to  make  her  debut. 

She  still  stared — but  she  didn't  sing  —  and  they  played  the  little 
symphony  three  times. 

One  could  hear  Monsieur  J ,  in  a  hoarse,  anxious  whisper,  say- 
ing: 

"  Mais  chantez  done,  madame — pour  l'amour  de  Dieu,  commencez 
done — commencez  !  " 

She  turned  round  with  an  extraordinary  expression  of  face,  and  said: 

"  Chanter  ?  pourquoi  done  voulez-vous  que  je  chante,  moi  ?  chanter 
quoi,  alors?" 

"  Mais  '  Ben  Bolt,'  parbleu — chantez  !  " 

■"  Ah — '  Ben  Bolt ! '  oui — je  connais  ca  !  " 

Then  the  band  began  again. 

And  she  tried  but  failed  to  begin  herself.  She  turned  round  and 
said  : 

"Comment  diable  voulez-vous  que  je  chante  avec  tout  ce  train 
qu'ils  font,  ces  diables  de  musiciens  !  " 

"  Mais,  mon  Dieu,  madame — qu'est-ce  que  vous  avez  done?"  cried 
Monsieur  J . 

"  J'ai  que  j'aime  mieux  chanter  sans  toute  cette  satanee  musique, 
parbleu  !    J'aime  mieux  chanter  toute  seule  !  " 

"  Sans  musique,  alors — mais  chantez — chantez  !  " 

The  band  was  stopped — the  house  was  in  a  state  of  indescribable 
wonder  and  suspense. 

She  looked  all  round,  and  down  at  herself,  and  fingered  her  dress. 
Then  she  looked  up  to  the  chandelier  with  a  tender,  sentimental 
smile  and  began  : 

"  Oh,  don't  you  remember  sweet  Alice,  Ben  Bolt? 
Sweet  Alice  with  hair  so  brown, 
Who  wept  with  delight  when  you  gave  her  a  smile— — ■" 

She  had  not  got  farther  than  this,  when  the  whole  house  was  in  an 
uproar — shouts  from  the  gallery — shouts  of  laughter,  hoots,  hisses, 
cat-calls,  cock-crows. 

She  stopped  and  glared  like  a  brave  lioness,  and  called  out : 

"  Qu'est-ce  que  vous  avez  done,  tous  !  tas  de  vieilles  porames  cuites 
que  vous  etes  !  Est-ce  qu'on  a  peur  de  vous  ? "  and  then,  sud- 
denly : 

"  Why,  you're  all  English,  aren't  you  ? — what's  all  the  row  about  ? 
— what  have  you  brought  ine  here  for  ? — what  have  /  done,  I  should 
like  to  know  ?  " 

And  in  asking  these  questions  the  depth  and  splendor  of  her  voice 
were  so  extraordinary — its  tone  so  pathetically  feminine,  yet  so  full  of 
hurt  and  indignant  command — that  the  tumult  was  stilled  for  a 
moment. 

It  was  the  voice  of  some  being  from  another  world — some  insulted 
daughter  of  a  race  more  puissant  and  nobler  than  ours  ;  a  voice  that 
seemed  as  if  it  could  never  utter  a  false  note. 

Then  came  a  voice  from  the  gods  in  answer : 

"  Oh,  ye're  Henglish,  har  yer?  Why  don't  yer  sing  as  yer  hought 
to  sing  ! — yer've'got  -voice  enough,  any  'ow  !  Why  don't  yer  sing  in 
tune?" 

"  Sing  in  tune/"  cried  Trilby;  "I  didn't  want  to  sing  at  all — I 
only  sang  because  I  was  asked  to  sing — that  gentleman  asked  me — 
that  French  gentleman,  with  the  white  waistcoat !  I  won't  sing  an- 
other note  !  " 

"  Oh,  yer  won't,  won't  yer  !  Then  let  us  'ave  our  money  back,  or 
we'll  know  what  for  !  " 

And  again  the  din  broke  out  and  the  uproar  was  frightful. 

Monsieur  J screamed   out   across   the   theatre:    "Svengali  ! 

Svengali !  qu'est-ce  qu'elle  a  done,  votre  femme  ?  .  .  .  Elle  est 
devenue  folle  1  " 

Indeed  she  had  tried  to  sing  "  Ben  Bolt,"  but  had  sung  it  in  her  old 
way — as  she  used  to  sing  it  in  the  Quartier  Latin — the  most  lament- 
ably grotesque  performance  ever  heard  out  of  a  human  throat ! 

"Svengali  !  Svengali!"  shrieked  poor  Monsieur  J .gesticu- 
lating toward  the  box  where  Svengali  was  sitting,  quite  impassible, 

gazing  at  Monsieur  J ,  and  smiling  a  ghastly,  sardonic  smile,  a 

rictus  of  hate  and  triumphant  revenge — as  if  he  were  saying  : 

"  I've  got  the  laugh  of  you  all,  this  time  !  " 

Taffy,  the  Laird,  Little  Billee,  the  whole  house  were  now  staring  at 
Svengali,  and  his  wife  was  forgotten. 

She   stood   vacantly   looking    at   everybody   and    everything — the 

chandelier,   Monsieur  J ,  Svengali  in   his  box,  the  people  in  the 

stalls,  in  the  gallery — and  smiling  as  if  the  noisy  scene  amused  and 
excited  her. 

"Svengali!     Svengali!     Svengali!" 

The  whole  house  took  up  the  cry,  derisively.     Monsieur  J led 

Madame  Svengali  away  ;  she  seemed  quite  passive.  That  terrible 
figure  of  Svengali's  still  sat,  immovable,  watching  his  wife's  retreat — 
still  smiling  his  ghastly  smile. 

Svengali  had  died  suddenly  in  the  box,  and  her  voice  is 
gone  ;  she  remembers  nothing  of  her  musical  triumphs. 
When  Taffy,  the  Laird,  and  Little  Billee  seek  her  now,  it  is 
the  old  Trilby  they  find — the  same,  except  for  this  curious 
lapse  of  memory.  She  seems  weak,  and  ill,  and  much  aged, 
but  very  glad  to  see  them  all  again.  When  they  question 
her  concerning  the  past  few  years,  her  replies  astound 
them  : 

"Sing  at  the  theatre!  /  never  sang  at  any  theatre — except  last 
night,  if  that  big  place  was  a  theatre  ! — and  they  didn't  seem  to  like 
it  I  I'll  take  precious  good  care  never  to  sing  in  a  theatre  again  1 
How  they  howled  !  and  there  was  Svengali  in  the  box  opposite  laugh- 
ing at  mc.  Why  was  1  taken  there  ?  and  why  did  that  funny  little 
Frenchman  in  the  white  waistcoat  make  me  sing  ?  I  know  very  well 
I  can't  sing  well  enough  to  sing  in  a  place  like  that !  It  all  seems 
like  a  bad  dream  !  What  was  it  all  about?  Was  it  a  dream,  I 
wonder  ?" 

"  Well — but  don't  you  remember  singing  at  Paris,  in  the  Salle  des 
Bashibazoucks — and  at  Vienna— St.  Petersburg — lots  of  places  ?  " 

"What  nonsense,  dear — you're  thinking  of  some  one  else!  / 
never  sang  anywhere  !  I've  been  to  Vienna  and  St.  Petersburg — but 
I  never  sang  there — good  heavens  !  " 

Then  there  was  a  pause,  and  our  three  friends  looked  at  her  help- 
lessly. 


August  20,  1894. 


THE        ARGONAUT. 


Little  Billee  said  :  "  Tell  me.  Trilby— what  made  you  cut  me  dead 
when  I  bowed  to  you  in  the  Place  de  la  Concorde,  and  you  were  rid- 
ing with  Svengali  in  that  swell  carriage  ?  " 

"/never  rode  in  a  swell  carriage  with  Svengali — omnibuses  were 
more  in  our  line  !  You're  dreaming,  dear  Little  Billee — you're  tak- 
ing me  for  somebody  else  ;  and  as  for  my  cutting  you — why,  I'd 
sooner  cut  myself — into  little  pieces  !  " 

"  How  long  have  you  been  going  about  with  Svengali  ?" 

"Oh,  months,  years— I  forget.  I  was  very  ill.  He  cured 
me." 

* '  111  ?    What  was  the  matter  ?  " 

"  Oh  !  I  was  mad  with  grief  and  pain  in  my  eyes,  and  wanted  to 
kill  myself  when  I  lost  my  dear  little  Jeannot  at  Vibraye.  I  fancied 
I  hadn't  been  careful  enough  with  him.     I  was  crazed  ! " 

The  rest  of  her  story  is  short  ;  she  fades  rapidly  away, 
growing  weaker  and  paler  day  by  day,  but  surrounded  by 
loving  care  and  finding  deep  happiness  to  the  end  in  being 
with  her  old  friends. 

Little  Billee  does  not  long  survive  her,  and  he  never 
knows  the  true  history  of  her  strange  musical  career.  It 
was  not  until  long  years  after  that  Taffy  heard  the  tale  from 
Gecko,  Svengali's  first  violin  and  one  of  the  old  habitues  of 
the  stu'dio  : 

"  But  how  on  earth  did  Svengali  ever  manage  to  teach  her  how  to 
sing  like  that  ?  She  had  no  ear  for  music  whatever  when  vue  knew 
her  ! " 

Gecko  was  silent  for  awhile,  and  Taffy  filled  his  glass,  and  gave  him 
a  cigar,  and  lit  one  himself. 

"Monsieur,  no — that  is  true.  She  had  not  much  ear.  But  she 
had  such  a  voice  as  had  never  been  heard.  Svengali  knew  that.  He 
had  found  it  out  long  ago.  Litolff  had  found  it  out,  too.  One  day 
Svengali  heard  Litolff  tell  Meyerbeer  that  the  most  beautiful  female 
voice  in  Europe  belonged  to  an  English  grisette  who  sat  as  a  model 
to  sculptors  in  the  Quartier  Latin,  but  that  unfortunately  she  was 
quite  tone-deaf  and  couldn't  sing  one  single  note  in  tune.  Imagine 
how  Svengali  chuckled  !     I  see  it  from  here  ! 

"  Well,  we  both  taught  her  together — for  three  years — morning, 
noon,  and  night — six — eight  hours  a  day.  It  used  to  split  me  the 
heart  to  see  her  worked  like  that !  We  took  her  voice  note  by  note — 
there  was  no  end  to  her  notes,  each  more  beautiful  than  the  other — 
velvet  and  gold,  beautiful  flowers,  pearls,  diamonds,  rubies — drops  of 
dew  and  honey  ;  peaches,  oranges,  and  lemons  !  en  veux-iu  en 
voila  ! — all  the  perfumes  and  spices  of  the  Garden  of  Eden  !  Sven- 
gali with  his  little  flexible  flageolet,  I  with  my  violin — that  is  how  we 
taught  her  to  make  the  sounds — and  then  how  to  use  them.  She  was 
a  phinomene,  monsieur  !  She  could  keep  on  one  note  and  make  it  go 
through  all  the  colors  in  the  rainbow — according  to  the  way  Svengali 
looked  at  her.  It  would  make  you  laugh — it  would  make  you  cry — 
but  cry  or  laugh,  it  was  the  sweetest,  the  most  touching,  the  most 
beautiful  note  you  ever  heard — except  all  her  others  !  and  each  had 
as  many  overtones  as  the  bells  in  the  carillon  de  Notre  Dame,  She 
could  run  up  and  down  the  scales,  chromatic  scales,  quicker,  and 
better,  and  smoother  than  Svengali  on  the  piano,  and  more  in  tune 
than  any  piano  !  And  her  shake — ach!  tw;n*stars,  monsieur!  She 
was  the  greatest  contralto,  the  greatest  soprano,  the  world  has  ever 
known  !  the  like  of  her  has  never  been  !  the  like  of  her  will  never  be 
again  !  and  yet  she  only  sang  in  public  for  two  years  ! 

"And  how  she  looked,  singing  !  do  you  remember?  her  hands  be- 
hind her — her  dear,  sweet,  slender  foot  on  a  little  stool— her  thick 
hair  lying  down  all  along  her  back  !  ,And  that  good  smile  like  the 
Madonna's,  so  soft  and  bright  and  kind  !  Ach  /  Bel  ucel  di  Dio  f  it 
was  to  make  you  weep  for  love,  merely  to  see  her  (c'dtait  a.  vous /aire 
p  leu  re  r  a"  amour,  Hen  que  de  la  voir)  !  That  was  Trilby!  Night- 
ingale and  bird  of  paradise  in  one  ! 

"  Enfin,  she  could  do  anything — utter  any  sound  she  liked,  when 
once  Svengali  had  shown  her  how — and  he  was  the  greatest  master 
that  ever  existed  !  and  when  once  she  knew  a  thing,  she  knew  it. 
Ei  voila  I" 

"  How  strange,"  said  Taffy,  "  that  she  should  have  suddenly  gone 
out  of  her  senses  that  night  at  Drury  Lane,  and  so  completely  for- 
gotten it  all !  I  suppose  she  saw  Svengali  die  in  the  box  opposite, 
and  that  drove  her  mad  !  " 

Gecko  sat  and  smoked  and  pondered  for  a  while,  and  looked  from 
one  to  the  other.  Then  he  pulled  himself  together  with  an  effort,  so 
to  speak,  and  said  :  "Monsieur,  she  never  went  mad — not  for  one 
moment !  " 

"  What  ?    Do  you  mean  to  say  she  deceived  us  all  ?  " 

"  Non,  monsieur.'  She  could  never  deceive  anybody,  and  never 
would.     She  had  forgotten — voila  tout!" 

"  But  hang  it  all,  my  friend,  one  doesn't  forget  such  a " 

"  Monsieur,  listen  !  She  is  dead.  And  Svengali  is  dead— and 
Marta  also.  And  I  have  a  good  little  malady  that  will  kill  me  soon, 
Gott  sei  dank — and  without  much  pain. 

"  I  will  tell  you  a  secret. 

"  There  were  two  Trilbys.  There  was  the  Trilby  you  knew,  who 
could  not  sing  one  single  note  in  tune.  She  was  an  angel  of  Para- 
dise. She  is  now  !  But  she  had  no  more  idea  of  singing  than  I  have 
of  winning  a  steeple-chase  at  the  Croix  de  Berny.  She  could  no 
more  sing  than  a  fiddle  can  play  itself !  She  could  never  tell  one 
tune  from  another — one  note  from  the  next.  Do  you  remember  how 
she  tried  to  sing  '  Ben  Bolt '  that  day  when  she  first  came  to  the  studio 
in  the  Place  St.  Anatole  des  Arts  ?  It  was  droll,  hein  f  a  se 
boucher  les  oreilles  !    Well,  that  was  Trilby,  your  Trilby  ! 

"But  all  at  once — -pr-r-r-out /  presto .'  augenblick!  .  .  .  with  one 
wave  of  his  hand  over  her — with  one  look  of  his  eye — with  a  word — 
Svengali  could  turn  her  into  the  other  Trilby,  his  Trilby — and  make 
her  do  whatever  he  liked  .  .  .  you  might  have  run  a  red-hot  needle 
into  her  and  she  would  not  have  felt  it.  .  .  . 

"  He  had  but  to  say  '  Dors  ! '  and  she  suddenly  became  an  uncon- 
scious Trilbv  of  marble,  who  could  produce  wonderful  sounds — just 
the  sounds  he  wanted,  and  nothing  else — and  think  his  thoughts  and 
wish  his  wishes — and  love  him  at  his  bidding  with  a  strange,  unreal, 
factitious  love  .  .  .  just  his  own  love  for  himself  turned  inside  out — 
a  I'envers — and  reflected  back  on  him,  as  from  a  mirror  .  .  .  un 
icho,  un  simulacre,  quoi!  pas  autre  chose!  ...  It  was  not  worth 
having  !     I  was  not  even  jealous  ! 

"Well,  that  was  the  Trilby  he  taught  how  to  sing — and — and  1 
helped  him,  God  of  heaven  forgive  me  !  She  was  just  a  singing- 
machine — an  organ  to  play  upon — an  instrument  of  music — a  Stradi- 
varius — a  flexible  flageolet  of  flesh  and  blood — a  voice,  and  nothing 
more — just  the  unconscious  voice  that  Svengali  sang  with — for  it 
takes  two  to  sing  like  La  Svengali,  monsieur — the  one  who  has  got 
the  voice,  and  the  one  who  knows  what  to  do  with  it.  .  .  .  So  that 
when  you  heard  her  sing  the  '  Nussbaum,"  the  '  Impromptu,'  you 
heard  Svengali  singing  with  her  voice,  just  as  you  hear  Joachim 
play  a  chaconne  of  Bach  with  his  fiddle  !  .  .  .  Herr  Joachim's  fiddle 
.  .  .  what  does  it  know  of  Sebastian  Bach  ?  and  as  for  chaconnes 
.  .  .  il  s'en  moque pas  mal,  ce  fameux  violon  !  .  .  . 

"  And  our  Trilby  .  .  .  what  did  she  know  of  Schumann,  Chopin? 
Nothing  at  all !  She  mocked  herself  not  badly  of  nussbaums  and 
impromptus  .  .  .  they  would  make  her  yawn  to  demantibulate  her 
jaws  !  .  .  .  When  Svengali's  Trilby  was  being  taught  to  sing  .  .  . 
when  Svengali's  Trilby  was  singing — or  seemed  to  you  as  if  she  were 
singing— our  Trilby  had  ceased  to  exist  .  .  .  our  Trilby  was  fast 
asleep  ...  in  fact,  our  Trilby  was  dead  .   .  . 

"  Ah,  monsieur  .  .  .  that  Trilby  of  Svengali's  !  I  have  heard  her 
sing  to  kings  and  queens  in  royal  palaces  !  ...  as  no  woman  has 
ever  sung  before  or  since.  ...  I  have  seen  emperors  and  grand 
dukes  kiss  her  hand,  monsieur — and  their  wives  and  daughters  kiss 
her  lips,  and  weep.  .  .  . 

"  I  have  seen  the  horses  taken  out  of  her  sledge  and  the  pick  of 
the  nobility  drag  her  home  to  the  hotel  .  .  .  with  torchlights,  and 
choruses,  and  shoutings  of  glory  and  long  life  to  her  !  .  .  .  and  sere- 
nades all  night,  under  her  window  !  .  .  .  She  never  knew  !  she  heard 
nothing — felt  nothing — saw  nothing!  and  she  bowed  to  them,  right 
and  left,  like  a  queen  !  " 

The  story  ends  with  this  strange  explanation  of  the  use  to 
which  Svengali  put  his  hypnotic  power.  It  is  a  wonderful 
tale,  told  with  a  mingled  sense  of  beauty  and  reality  strangely 
captivating. 


OLD    FAVORITES. 


Amontillado. 

vintage  1826. 

Rafters  black  with  smoke. 

White  with  sand  the  floor  is, 
Fellows  from  the  mines 

Calling  to  Dolores — 
Tawny  flower  of  Spain 

Transplanted  in  Nevada, 
Keeper  of  the  wines 

In  this  old  posada. 

Hither,  light-of-foot, 

Dolores,  Hebe,  Circe  !  — 
Pretty  Spanish  girl, 

With  not  a  bit  of  mercy  ! 
Here  I'm  sad  and  sick. 

Faint  and  thirsty  very. 
And  she  doesn't  bring 

The  Amontillado  Sherry  ! 

Thank  you.     Breath  of  June  ! 

Now  my  heart  beats  free,  ah  ! 
Kisses  for  your  hand, 

Amigita  mia  ! 
You  shall  live  in  song, 

Ripe,  and  warm,  and  cheery, 
Mellowing  with  years, 

Like  Amontillado  Sherry. 

Evil  spirits,  fly  ! 

Care,  begone,  blue  dragon  ! 
Only  shapes  of  joy 

Are  sculptured  on  the  flagon  : 
Ly  ri  cs — repartees — 

Kisses — all  that's  merry 
Rise  to  touch  the  lip 

In  Amontillado  Sherry  ! 

Here  be  worth  and  wealth, 

And  love,  the  arch  enchanter  ; 
Here  the  golden  blood 

Of  saints,  in  this  decanter  ! 
When  old  Charon  comes 

To  row  me  o'er  his  ferry, 
I'll  bribe  him  with  a  case 

Of  Amontillado  Sherry  ! 

While  the  earth  spins  round 

And  the  stars  lean  over, 
May  this  amber  sprite 

Never  lack  a  lover. 
Blessed  be  the  man 

Who  lured  her  from  the  berry, 
And  blest  the  girl  who  brings 

The  Amontillado  Sherry  ! 

What !  the  flagon's  dry  ? 

Hark,  old  Time's  confession — 
Both  hands. crost  at  XII, 

Owning  his  transgression  ! 
Pray,  old  monk  !    for  all 

Generous  souls  and  merry, 
May  they  have  their  fill 

Of  Amontillado  Sherry  !— T.  B.  Aldrich. 


Aurum  Potabile. 
Brother  Bards  of  every  region — 
Brother  Bards  (your  name  is  Legion!) — 
Were  you  with  me  while  the  twilight 
Darkens  up  my  pine-tree  skylight — 
Were  you  gathered,  representing 

Every  land  beneath  the  sun, 
Oh,  what  songs  would  be  indited, 
Ere  the  earliest  star  is  lighted, 
To  the  praise  of  vino  d'oro, 

On  the  Hills  of  Lebanon  ! 

Yes  ;  while  all  alone  I  quaff  its 
Lucid  gold,  and  brightly  laugh  its 
Topaz  waves  and  amber  bubbles, 
Still  the  thought  my  pleasure  troubles, 

That  I  quaff  it  all  alone. 
O  for  Hafiz — glorious  Persian  ! 
Keats,  with  buoyant,  gay  diversion  ; 
Mocking  Schiller's  grave  immersion  ; 

O  for  wreathed  Anacreon  ! 
Yet  enough  to  have  the  living — 
They,  the  few,  the  rapture-giving  ! 
(Blessed  more  than  in  receiving), 
Fate,  that  frowns  when  laurels  wreathe  them, 
Once  the  solace  might  bequeath  them. 
Once  to  taste  of  vino  d'oro 

On  the  Hills  of  Lebanon  ! 

Lebanon,  thou  mount  of  story, 
Well  we  know  thy  sturdy  glory 

Since  the  days  of  Solomon  ; 
Well  we  know  the  Five  old  Cedars, 
Scarred  by  ages — silent  pleaders. 
Preaching  in  their  gay  sedateness, 
Of  thy  forest's  fallen  greatness, 
Of  the  vessels  of  the  Tyrian, 
And  the  palaces  Assyrian, 
And  the  temple  on  Moriah 

To  the  High  and  Only  One  ! 
Know  the  wealth  of  thine  appointment — 
Myrrh  and  aloes,  gum  and  ointment ; 
But  we  knew  not,  till  we  clomb  thee, 
Of  the  nectar  dropping  from  thee — 
Of  the  pure  pellucid  Ophir 
In  the  cups  of  vino  d'oro. 

On  the  Hills  of  Lebanon  ! 

We  have  drunk,  and  we  have  eaten, 
Where  Egyptian  sheaves  are  beaten  ; 
Tasted  Judah's  milk  and  honey 
On  his  mountains,  bare  and  sunny  ; 
Drained  ambrosial  bowls,  that  ask  us 
Never  more  to  leave  Damascus  ; 
And  have  sung  a  vintage  psean 
To  the  grapes  of  isles  .-Egean, 
And  the  flasks  of  Orvieto, 

Ripened  in  the  Roman  sun  ; 
But  the  liquor  here  surpasses 
All  that  beams  in  earthly  glasses. 
'Tis  of  this  that  Paracelsus 
(His  elixir  vitas)  tells  us, 
That  to  happier  shores  can  float  us 
Than  Lethean  stems  of  lotus, 
And  the  vigor  of  the  morning 

Straight  restores  when  day  is.  done. 
Then,  before  the  sunset  waneth, 
While  the  rosy  tide,  that  staineth 
Earth,  and  sky,  and  sea,  remaineth, 
We  will  take  the  fortune  proffered — 
Ne'er  again  to  be  re-offered. 
We  will  drink  of  vino  d'oro. 

On  the  Hills  of  Lebanon  ! 
Vino  d'oro  !  vino  d'oro  ! — 

Golden  blood  of  Lebanon  ! 

— Bayard  Taylor. 


OPEN-AIR    THEATRICALS. 

'Flaneur"    talks   of  the    Stupid    Shows   in    New    York    City— The 

Dreadful  Roof-Garden  Programmes — A  Performance  of 

"  The  Midsummer  Night's  Dream  "  at  Saratoga. 


August  theatricals  in  New  York  are  the  abomination  of 
desolation.  Of  course  no  New  Yorker  thinks  of  going  to 
the  theatre  in  August,  but  it  is  amazing  that  the  good  people 
of  Poughkeepsie,  and  Binghamton,  and  Syracuse  should 
allow  themselves  to  be  beguiled  into  what  are  ironically 
called  "  places  of  public  entertainment."  Two  theatres  are 
open  in  Broadway — the  Fifth  Avenue,  where  " The  Mikado" 
is  being  performed  with  a  few  real  Japs  in  the  subordinate 
parts,  and  the  charm  of  the  old  familiar  music  still  draws 
audiences  ;  and  the  Casino,  where  "  The  Passing  Show "  is 
still  on,  with  a  good-looking  high-kicker  by  the  name  of  La 
Blanche,  a  queer  new  dance  by  Nellie  Murphy,  and  tragedy 
burlesques  by  Frank  Blair  and  Edith  Murilla.  At  the  other 
houses,  variety  shows  are  given  by  perspiring  performers  to 
perspiring  audiences.  At  the  Union  Square  there  is  a  ser- 
pentine dance  by  Bertha  Fisch,  under  the  title  of  "The 
Sprite  of  the  Moon";  the  effect  is  produced  by  the  light 
coming  from  a  hole  in  a  black  curtain  in  the  rear,  which  ex- 
hibits the  dancer  and  her  fleecy  drapery  in  all  the  bright 
hues  of  the  rainbow.  At  Proctor's,  "  Living  Pictures "  are 
still  drawing  ;  the  country  people  think  them  mighty  fine, 
especially  "  The  Temptation  of  St.  Anthony,"  which  is  the 
bouquet  of  the  performance.  There  are  living  pictures  at 
Koster  and  Bial's  also.  Perhaps  the  most  popular  of  these 
variety  shows  among  our  country  cousins  is  the  one  which  is 
given  at  Huberts  Dime  Museum  in  East  Fourteenth  Street. 
Here  there  is  a  menagerie,  a  set  of  wax-works,  and  a  the- 
atrical performance  which  is  renewed  every  hour.  The 
show  occupies  four  floors,  and  contains  some  odd  curiosi- 
ties. There  is  a  sacred  white  bull  from  Burmah  which  is 
tattooed  all  over  its  body  ;  a  prolonged  look  at  the  animal 
will  preserve  the  observer  from  harm  for  the  rest  of  the 
day.  A  tattooed  man  hardly  counts  as  a  rarity  ;  but  there 
is  a  gentleman  who  wanders  round  the  floor  on  his  stomach, 
drawing  every  nail  he  sees  with  his  teeth.  He  is  considered 
very  fine. 

Theatre-going  people  generally  have  gone  to  Saratoga, 
which  is  not  in  such  sere  and  yellow  leaf  as  people  generally 
suppose.  Of  course  it  can  not  boast  of  being  the  summer- 
ing spot  of  the  cream  of  our  best  society  ;  that  is  to  be 
found  at  Newport  ;  nor  does  it  contain  the  mass  of  watering- 
place  seekers  as  it  used  to  do  forty  years  ago.  But  it  is  the 
temporary  home  of  a  good  many  people  whose  names  the 
world  knows,  such  as  Governor  Roswell  P.  Flower,  Mayor 
Gilroy  and  family,  Judge  Henry  Hilton  and  family,  Mr.  and 
Mrs.  E.  Berry  Wall,  Richard  Croker,  Rose  Coghlan,  Smith 
Ely,  Jr.,  the  Selovers  (formerly  of  San  Francisco),  Mr.  and 
Mrs.  Huestis,  the  Kesslers,  the  Breslins,  ex-Governor  Wells, 
Theodore  Pomeroy,  Frank  Work,  the  Fahlbachers,  of 
Cambridge,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  I.  P.  Barron,  Count  and  Countess 
de  la  Montera,  ex-Senator  Warner  Miller,  Frank  H.  Piatt, 
Mr.  and  Mrs.  E.  H.  Garrison,  and  others.  Many  rich  New 
Yorkers  now  have  cottages  at  Saratoga  ;  but  the  hotels  seem 
to  be  as  full  as  ever  and  as  noisy. 

By  way  of  a  special  attraction  this  year,  Mendelssohn's 
musical  adaptation  of  the  "  Midsummer  Night's  Dream " 
was  given  in  the  grounds  of  the  Grand  Union  Hotel  on 
August  4th.  The  park  is  well  suited  for  such  a  perform- 
ance. A  gentle  slope  gives  the  players  all  the  spectacular 
advantages  of  a  regular  stage.  A  bank  of  plants  separated 
the  performers  from  the  audience,  who  were  dazzled  with  a 
coruscation  of  electric  lights,  swinging  Chinese  lanterns,  and 
flashing  fountains,  while  the  players  sang  their  parts  on  the 
green  sward,  under  branching  trees,  with  the  blue  sky  and 
twinkling  stars  above  them.  Three  thousand  spectators 
were  provided  with  seats. 

As  good  fortune  would  have  it,  the  managers  of  the  piece 
were  enabled  to  secure  what  the  play-bills  call  a  galaxy  of 
talent.  Edward  Lyons  played  Bottom  ;  H.  C.  Burnabee, 
of  the  Bostonians,  took  Flute  ;  and  Sidney  Booth  played 
Snug.  The  ladies'  parts  were  well  distributed.  Miss 
Vemona  Jarbeau  played  Oberon  ;  Minnie  Seligman,  Hermia  ; 
and  Louise  Archer,  Helena.  Puck  fell  to  the  lot  of  Miss 
Lilian  Swaim.  All  these  seemed  to  rise  to  the  spirit  of  the 
play,  and  the  audience  cheered  them  all.  No  one  received 
more  enthusiastic  applause  than  Miss  Adele  Ritchie,  who 
played  Titania.  Some  idea  of  the  pains  taken  in  getting  up 
the  piece  may  be  formed  from  the  fact  that  ninety-eight  persons 
were  on  the  stage  together. 

Saratoga  is  settling  down  to  be  the  favorite  watering-place 
of  middle-class  Americans,  as  Newport  is  the  resort  of  our 
American  aristocracy.  If  a  man  happens  to  belong  to  the 
upper  tier  of  the  Four  Hundred,  so  that  he  has  the  entree  of 
the  cottages,  he  can  enjoy  himself  at  Newport  as  well  as 
anywhere  in  the  world.  But  if  he  is  plain  John  Smith  or 
John  Jones,  and  does  not  know  Mrs.  Astor,  or  Mrs.  Yander- 
bilt,  or  Mrs.  Paran  Stevens,  he  will  be  dreadfully  bored  there. 
Nobody  knows  his  neighbor  and  nobody  wants  to  know  him. 

At  Saratoga,  on  the  contrary,  there  is  a  geniality  and  jovial- 
ity which  no  ice  can  resist.  On  the  broad  balconies  of  the 
Congress  Hall  and  the  Union,  people  do  not  look  at  each  other 
with  an  air  as  if  to  say,  "  Who  the  devil  are  you  and  how  do  you 
account  for  your  existence  ?  "  Everybody  seems  to  realize 
that  he  has  come  to  Saratoga  to  enjoy  himself,  and  he  does 
not  grudge  his  neighbor  a  share  of  the  enjoyment.  There 
is  one  of  the  best  drives  in  the  United  States  from  the  city 
to  the  lake,  and,  at  the  end  of  the  lake,  fried  chicken  and 
Saratoga  potatoes  taste  as  they  never  tasted  before.  For 
young  men,  who  have  not  come  to  forty  year,  there  are  girls 
by  whose  side  Mohammed's  houris  would  seem  plain  and 
dull  ;  fifty  years  ago,  the  art  of  flirtation  was  brought  to  per- 
fection at  the  old  watering-place,  and  it  has  never  become  a 
lost  art.  It  was  the  Southern  girls  who  gave  it  its  finishing 
touch  ;  they  are  few  and  far  between  to-day  :  bu 
beauties  are  not  a  bad  second. 

New  York,  August  n,  1894. 


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THE        ARGONAUT. 


August  20,  1894. 


LITERARY    NOTES. 


Personal  and  Miscellaneous  Gossip. 
For  sixty  years  the  memoirs  of  Barras  have  been 
carefully  withheld  from  public  curiosity.  They  will 
shortly  be  published  in  four  thick  volumes  in  Paris. 
The  pages  are  said  to  be  crammed  full  of  spicy 
anecdotes,  curious  revelations,  and  more  or  less 
slanderous  hints.  The  great  conventionnel  held 
Napoleon,  Josephine,  Mine,  de  Stael,  Talleyrand, 
and  Fouche"  in  equal  abhorrence,  and  he  spares 
none  of  them. 

It  is  said  that  Mr.  Howells's  reminiscences  of  his 
"  first  visit  to  New  England"  have  proved  so  popular 
that  he  is  preparing  a  second  series,  describing  his 
first  impressions  of  New  York. 

At  a  brilliant  literary  luncheon-party  given  in 
London  recently  by  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Oswald  Craw- 
furd  were  : 

Mr.  H.  H.  Johnston,  C.  B„  the  Consul  of  North  Zam- 
besia;  Mr.  T.  P.  O'Connor,  M.  P.;  Mr.  Henry  Arthur 
Jones,  Mr.  Anthony  Hope,  Mr.  Jerome,  Mr.  Zangwill, 
Mr.  Sladen,  Mr.  Verschoyle,  of  "the  Fortnightly;  Mr. 
Fisher,  of  the  Literary  World;  Mr.  Hetnemann,  Mr. 
Hennessy,  Mr.  G.  Herbert  Thring,  Mr.  Hamilton  Aide1, 
Mme.  Sarah  Grand,  Mrs.  Louise  Chandler  Moulton,  Mrs. 
H.  M.  Stanley,  Miss  Ella  Hepworth-Dixon,  Mrs.  Thomas 
Hardy,  Lady  Wynford,  and  Lady  Arabella  Romilly. 

Miss  Kate  Sanborn  found  "  Adopting  an  Aban- 
doned Farm"  so  decidedly  popular,  that  she  is  to 
publish  during  the  month,  through  the  Appletons, 
a  companion  volume  called  "Abandoning  an 
Adopted  Farm,"  which  does  not  mean  that  Miss 
Sanborn  has  given  up  farm  life,  but  merely  that 
she  has  taken  up  another  and  more  abandoned 
place  of  residence. 

.  Max  O'Rell's  book  on  the  colonies,  "  La  Maison 
John  Bull  et  Cie.,"  will  appear  simultaneously  in 
September  through  M.  Calmann  LeVy  in  Paris, 
Messrs.  F.  Warne  &  Co.,  of  London  and  the  colo- 
nies, and  a  publishing  house  in  New  York. 

A  severe  satire  on  the  British  poets — Lewis  Morris, 
Edwin  Arnold,  and  Alfred  Austin — has  appeared  in 
London,  built  on  the  lines  of  an  old  epigram,  the 
reference  being  to  the  death  of  Tennyson  : 
'*  Three  Poetasters,  by  one  Country  borne, 

Rushed  into  Print  a  buried  Bard  to  Mourn. 

The  First  for  blatant  Bombast  took  the  Bun  ; 

For  Bosh  the  next ;  for  both  the  other  one. 

The  force  of  Nature,  all  her  Arts  exhaustin', 

Lumped  both  the  other  Two  to  make  an  A..ST..N  !** 

Mrs.  Everard  Cotes  {Sara  Jeannette  Duncan), 
the  author  of  "  A  Daughter  of  To-day,"  has  left 
her  former  home  in  Calcutta,  and  is  spending  the 
summer  at  Oxford,  England. 

Literary  activity  in  France  is  very  great.  In  1893, 
there  were  issued  11,076  publications,  which  total 
does  not  represent  the  number  of  volumes  or  single 
parts,  but  the  number  of  works,  many  of  which 
were  in  several  volumes.  A  large  proportion  of 
these  works  dealt  with  Napoleon  and  the  people 
who  surrounded  him. 

Apropos  of  certain  critical  remarks  made  by  Mr. 
Andrew  Lang  in  his  latest  book,  "  Cock  Lane  and 
Common-Sense,"  about  the  attitude  of  Professor 
Huxley  toward  spiritualistic  phenomena,  the  re- 
viewer of  the  London  Times  lately  spoke  of  Pro- 
fessor Huxley  as  "a  redoubtable  antagonist  who 
once  called  Mr.  Lang  a  '  belletristic  trifler."  "  But 
Professor  Huxley  has  hastened  to  deny  that  he  ever 
did  so.     Writing  promptly  to  the  Times,  he  says  : 

"  The  writer  of  the  article  on  '  Books  of  the  Week,'  in 
the  Times  of  yesterday,  is  mistaken  in  crediting  me  with 
the  invention  of  the  epithet  'belletristic  trifler  ' ;  and  still 
more  in  imagining  that  I  have  been  guilty  of  the  impro- 
priety of  applying  it  to  Mr.  Andrew  Lang,  about  whom, 
I  may  add,  1  have  not  had  occasion  to  form  or  express 
any  opinion  whatever.  Without  the  stimulus  of  personal 
provocation,  it  seems  to  me  quite  natural  that  the  champion 
of  Cock  Lane  should  do  his  best  to  denigrate  the 
champions  of  common-sense  ;  and  inclusion  among  them 
is,  to  my  mind,  so  great  a  compliment  as  to  outweigh  all 
Mr.  Lang's  severities." 

If  Professor  Huxley's  purpose  was  to  conciliate 
Mr.  Lang,  his  letter  (says  Harpers  Weekly  J  is  not 
as  successful  as  it  might  be.  To  call  a  man  a 
"  belletristic  trifler  "  is  to  adorn  him  with  a  pictur- 
esque epithet  of  very  doubtful  disparagement  ;  but 
to  admit  flatly  that  you  have  no  opinion  of  him  is 
censure  very  inadequately  veiled. 

"  Dr.  Janet  of  Harley  Street"  is  the  title  of  a 
powerful  story  of  a  woman's  life  in  Appleton's 
Town  and  Country  Library.  The  author  is 
Arabella  Kenealy. 

"  Two  Brown  Eyes  "  is  the  title  of  a  new  novel 
shortly  to  be  published  by  the  Merriam  Company, 
of  New  York.  It  is  by  the  author  of  that  very  re- 
markable book,  "  A  Little  Game  with  Destiny" — 
or  authors,  perhaps,  for  "Marie  St.  Felix"  was 
said  to  conceal  the  identity  of  a  little  group  of 
clever  Bostonians. 

F.  C.  Burnand,  the  editor  of  Punch,  when  he 
joined  the  Roman  Catholic  Church  after  leaving 
Cambridge  University,  England,  had  some  thought 
of  becoming  a  priest.     Says  an  exchange  : 

"  He  went  to  a  community  at  Bayswater,  over  which 
Dr.  Manning  ruled  before  he  was  archbishop  or  cardinal. 
Another  cardinal  of  the  future  was  also  an  inmate — 
Father  Herbert  Vaughan.  But  the  humorist  was  not  to 
be  bound  down  by  rule  and  law.  The  novices  were  kept 
perpetually  laughing.  One  day  Burnand  compiled  a 
rather  controversial  letter  to  a  relative  in  the  world,  and 
■  ■  -  :  -i  it",  a*,  he  supposed,  to  the  father  superior  ;  but  he 
■   mistake  a  good-humored  skit  on  the  father  su- 

-  oi    himself.     That  most  grave  and   reverend  master 


read  it  with  care,  handing  it  back  to  the  unconscious 
writer  with  the  dry  remark  :  '  I  think  I  should  not  send 
that.'  When  Burnand  was  one  day  ordered  outside  an 
upper  window  to  clean  it,  the  novice-master,  at  his  re- 
quest, got  outside  first  to  show  him  the  way,  and  the 
window  was  at  once  closed  by  Burnand  from  the  inside. 
There  the  master  stood,  admired  by  a  crowd  in  the  street 
below,  until  rescued  by  Dr.  Manning,  who  addressed  the 
culprit  in  tones  of  studied  severity  :  *  You  be  a  priest ! 
Go  and  be  a  shoemaker.'  'Then  you  still  leave  me  the 
care  of  soles,"  was  Burnand's  retort." 

"George  Mandeville's  Husband,"  which  is  to  be 
published  shortly  in  Appletons'  Town  and  Country 
Library,  is  said  to  offer  a  vivid  if  not  inviting  pict- 
ure of  the  "advanced  woman."  The  book  is 
understood  to  be  due  to  a  well-known  writer  whose 
identity  is  concealed  under  a  pseudonym. 

Sarah  Grand's  home  is  in  Kensington,  the  Lon- 
don suburb,  where  she  occupies  a  small  flat  on  the 
seventh  floor  of  a  house  that  has  no  elevator. 
Both  her  pen-name  and  her  name  by  marriage 
(Mrs.  C.  R.  McFall)  are  displayed  on  the  door. 

General  Bradley  T.  Johnson,  the  author  of 
"General  Washington" — published  in  the  Great 
Commanders  Series  by  D.  Appleton  &  Co. — is  a 
Marylander  of  the  revolutionary  family  the  head 
of  which  nominated  George  Washington  to  be 
commander-in-chief,  and  was  in  time  made  by  him 
Associate-Justice  of  the  Supreme  Court  of  the 
United  States  and  Secretary  of  State,  and  with 
whom  for  fifty  years  there  was  constant,  familiar, 
and  confidential  intercourse.  He  commanded  the 
Maryland  line  in  the  Army  of  Northern  Virginia 
as  a  trusted  lieutenant  of  Lee  and  Jackson. 

"  Shall  novels  be  published  in  three  volumes  and 
be  followed  by  a  cheaper  edition  of  one  volume,  or 
be  put  out  first  in  one  volume  ? "  is  a  question 
which  has  aroused  an  animated  discussion  in  Eng- 
land, which  may  be  summarized  as  follows  : 

The  publishers,  represented  by  Mudie  &  Smith,  sent 
around  a  circular  to  the  booksellers,  suggesting  that  the 
latter  should  agree  not  to  issue  cheaper  editions  of  novels 
and  other  books  which  have  been  taken  for  a  library  cir- 
culation within  twelve  months  from  the  date  of  publica- 
tion. The  present  course  of  a  novel  is  to  appear  in  three 
volumes,  in  which  form  it  is  taken  by  the  circulating 
libraries,  whose  subscribers  alone  can  read  it  to  any  great 
extent.  The  booksellers  answered  that  this  idea  had  their 
unqualified  disapproval,  and  would  work  injustice  to 
them.  The  Authors'  Society,  after  a  careful  discussion, 
declared  against  the  three-volume  form  in  these  words: 
"  The  council,  after  taking  the  opinions  of  several  promi- 
nent novelists  and  other  members  of  the  society,  and  find- 
ing them  almost  unanimously  opposed  to  the  continuance 
of  the  three-volume  system,  considers  that  the  disadvan- 
tages of  that  system  to  authors  and  to  the  public  far  out- 
weigh its  advantages  ;  that  for  the  convenience  of  the 
public,  as  well  as  for  the  widest  possible  circulation  of  a 
novel,  it  is  desirable  that  the  artificial  form  of  edition  pro- 
duced for  a  small  body  of  readers  only  be  now  abandoned, 
and  that  the  whole  of  the  reading  public  should  be  placed 
at  the  outset  in  possession  of  the  work  at  a  moderate 
price.'.* 

E.  J.  Simcox,  the  author  of  "  Primitive  Civiliza- 
tions," is  a  woman,  the  initial  E.  on  the  title-page 
standing  for  Edith. 

The  third  volume  of  Mineral's  "  Memoirs  of 
Napoleon,"  which  is  to  be  published  immediately 
by  D.  Appleton  &  Co.,  treats  of  the  ill-fated  Rus- 
sian expedition,  the  collapse  in  the  Peninsula,  the 
invasion  of  France  by  the  allied  powers,  the  abdi- 
cation and  banishment  to  Elba,  of  Marie  Louise 
and  her  unfortunate  child,  of  the  Congress  of 
Vienna,  the  return  from  Elba,  Waterloo,  and  the 
exile  in  St.  Helena. 

The  following  is  a  brief  sketch  of  the  best-known 
literary  woman  in  Italy,  Matilde  Serao  : 

"  She  was  born  (1856)  in  Greece,  where  her  father,  a 
political  fugitive,  lived  and  married  a  Princess  Scanary. 
Both  parents  died  soon  and  left  her  in  poverty.  She 
started  in  the  struggle  for  life  as  a  telegraph  operator  ; 
after  that  occupation  she  did  reportorial  work,  and  was 
only  seventeen  years  old  when  her  '  Apale  '  and  '  Piccolo  ' 
made  her  name  known.  Since  then  she  has  issued  a 
volume  every  year.  She  is  a  very  handsome  woman  and 
remarkably  outspoken,  yet  never  coarse  or  vulgar  as  the 
naturalists  of  to-day." 

The  first  book  to  be  illustrated  by  the  coloritype 
process  will  be  "  A  Corner  in  Cathay,"  by  Adele  E. 
Fielde.  The  book  will  be  illustrated  with  twelve 
plates,  and  is  described  as  a  very  lively  and  interest- 
ing account  of  a  little-known  quarter  of  the  globe. 

Among  D.  Appleton  &  Co. '5  new  publications  are 
"  An  Introduction  to  the  Philosophy  of  Herbert 
Spencer,"  by  William  Henry  Hudson;  "  Vashti 
and  Esther,"  a  novel  of  society  ;  and  new  editions 
of  Ignatius  Donnelly's  "  Ragnarok  "  and  "  Apple- 
ton's  Dictionary  of  New  York."  They  announce, 
also,  "  Mrs.  Limber's  Raffle  ;  or,  A  Church  Fair 
and  its  Victims,"  by  William  Allen  Butler. 

The  following  imaginary  conversation  is  from  the 
New  York  Tribune : 

"American  Literary  Man — The  great  novel  of  the 
age  will  be  written  by  an  American.  The  fact  is,  1  my- 
self could  write  it  at  any  time  if  I  desired  to  do  so. 

"  Cynical  Friend — Then  why  in  thunder  don't  you 
do  so? 

"American  Litekary  Man— Simply  because  I  feel 
constrained  to  write  down  to  the  level  of  the  American 
girl,  who  is  the  principal  reader  of  novels  nowadays.  As 
another  great  American  writer  has  recently  said,  'She  is 
the  Iron  Madonna  who  strangles  in  her  fond  embrace  the 
American  novelist ;  the  Moloch  upon  whose  altar  he 
sacrifices  willingly  or  unwillingly  his  chances  of  great- 
ness.' " 

There  is  a  movement  among  the  English  authors 
looking  tocvard  an  offer  of  some  special  courtesy  in 
the  way  of  entertainment  to  the  American  writers 
of  the  gentler  sex  who  are  now  in  London,  Their 
number  includes  Mrs.  Burton  Harrison,  Mrs  Aruc- 


lie   Rives  Chanler,   Mrs.   Moulton,   Mrs.   Wiggin, 
and  Mrs.  Guiney. 

According  to  the  Independent,  Paul  Sabatier,  the 
author  of  the  new  life  of  St.  Francis  of  Assisi,  has 
had  an  experience  with  the  censors  of  the  Vatican  : 

"His  work  has  been  placed  on  the  list  of  prohibited 
books  by  the  Index-  Congregation  at  Rome,  which  con- 
sists largely  of  cardinals.  Now  it  appears  that  this  book, 
which  was  pronounced  heretical  by  the  Congregation, 
had  already  secured  the  blessing  of  the  Pope,  to  whom  a 
copy  had  been  sent.  This  blessing  had  been  conveyed  to 
Sabatier  by  the  Papal  secretary,  Cardinal  Rampolla, 
who,  doubtless,  was,  unaware  of  the  fact  that  the  author 
was  a  Protestant  pastor." 

"The  appearance  of  'The  Manxman'  in  one 
volume  has  been  put  back  a  little,"  says  the  Athe- 
nceum,  "  owing  to  the  circumstance  that  the  Ameri- 
can publishers,  Messrs.  Appleton,  have  insisted  on 
their  right  to  simultaneous  publication.  In  these 
days  of  international  copyright,  a  popular  novelist 
can  not  afford  to  forget  America." 


"Trilby"  and  its  Author. 

George  Louis  Palmella  Busson  du  Maurier  was 
born  in  Paris  in  1834,  and  was  educated  in  the 
French  capital,  in  London,  Belgium,  and  the 
Netherlands.  He  was  educated  as  an  artist,  studied 
in  the  Latin  Quarter,  and  finally  went  to  England. 
He  is  French  by  temperament,  English  by  selec- 
tion and  environment,  and  cosmopolitan  by  educa- 
tion. For  thirty-odd  years  he  has  been  a  regular 
contributor  to  Punch,  and  in  that  paper  some  of 
his  most  famous  caricatures  have  appeared  :  the 
"  Postlethwaite  "  character,  in  which  he  seized  on 
the  absurdities,  the  snobbishness  that  prevailed  in 
England;  "Sir  Georgeous  Midas,"  the  parvenu  ; 
the  rich  ale  brewers  who  had  been  knighted  ;  and 
the  aesthetic  craze  about  the  time  Oscar  Wilde  was 
evoluted  from  obscurity  to  long  hair,  knee-breeches, 
and  the  lecture  platform.  Gilbert's  model  of  Bun- 
thorne  was  taken  as  much  from  Du  Maurier's  cari- 
catures of  cestheticism  as  from  Oscar  Wilde.  His 
superb  big  young  Englishwomen,  by  the  way, 
were  drawn  from  his  daughters,  who  have  long 
served  him  as  models. 

Some  account  of  the  inception  of  "  Trilby  "  and 
of  its  author's  present  surroundings  are  printed  in 
a  Boston  paper,  from  which  we  take  the  following  : 

"  The  world  of  novel-readers  is  chiefly  to  be  grateful 
to  chance  and  Mr.  Henry  James  for  the  two  novels  so 
lately  written  by  Mr.  George  du  Maurier — '  Peter  Ibbet- 
son  *  and  '  Trilby.'  Mr.  du  Maurier  and  Mr.  James  were 
strolling  through  Kensington  Gardens  one  afternoon, 
when  the  conversation  turned  to  the  subject  of  novels  and 
novel-writing.  Mr,  du  Maurier  said:  'I  have  a  dozen 
stories  in  my  head  that  I  think  would  make  excellent 
novels.'  '  I  should  like  much  to  hear  one  uf  them,'  said 
Mr.  James,  and  then  Mr.  du  Maurier  told  him  in  outline 
the  story  of  '  Trilby.'  Mr.  James  was  so  pleased  with  it 
that  he  begged  Du  Maurier  to  sit  down  forthwith  and 
write  it,  but  Du  Maurier  hesitated.  However,  laying 
'Trilby*  aside,  he  began  the  first  chapters  of  'Peter 
Ibbetson'  during  his  leisure  moments,  and  everything 
went  so  smoothly  that  he  determined  to  finish  it.  This 
was  his  beginning  as  an  author.  Mr,  du  Maurier  himself 
regards  'Trilby*  as  a  much  lighter  piece  of  work  than  his 
first  book — '  Peter  Ibbetson/ 

"'The  story  of  'Trilby'  is  a  history,  slightly  altered, 
drawn  largely  from  Mr.  du  Maurier's  own  experiences  in 
the  Quartier  Latin.  Little  Billee  was  once  a  real  person 
— a  dear  friend  of  Mr.  du  Maurier's — though  he  did  not 
actually  go  through  most  of  the  experiences  recorded  by 
the  novelist.  The  real  character  from  whom  he  is  drawn 
■was  a  genius,  who  was  rising  rapidly  to  distinction  when 
he  died.  The  Laird  of  Cockpen  is  also  a  friend  of  Mr. 
du  Maurier's  and  is  still  living,  but  he  is  slightly  changed 
in  the  novel.  Taffy  is  the  embodiment  of  two  or  three 
characters  Mr.  du  Maurier  has  known.  Trilby — well,  of 
her  nothing  must  be  said. 

"In  person,  Mr.  du  Maurier  is  a  man  perhaps  a  trifle 
above  middle  height.  His  upright,  athletic  frame,  his 
pallid  face  and  easy  movements,  give  him  an  air  of  dis- 
tinction. His  manner  is  that  of  an  Englishman,  but  the 
contour  of  his  head  and  his  features  are  French.  He 
■wears  a  mustache  and  a  small  chin-piece,  giving  him  the 
appearance  of  a  military  man.  Recently,  when  out  in  the 
open,  he  usually  has  on  slightly  smoked  glasses  to  protect 
his  eyes.  His  eyesight  has  for  several  years  been  a  source 
-of  concern  to  him,  for  the  sight  of  one  eye  is  almost  en- 
tirely gone  and  he  can  work  only  with  the  aid  of  the  most 
powerful  glasses. 

"  Mr.  du  Maurier  has  lived  in  London  for  the  better 
part  of  his  life,  and  most  of  that  time  in  Old  Hampstead, 
close  beside  Hampstead  Heath.  During  the  quiet  hours 
of  the  afternoon,  Mr.  du  Maurier  and  his  wife  are  fre- 
quently to  be  seen  together,  with  their  little  Dandy  Din- 
-mont,  rambling  over  the  deserted  heath  or  seated  on  some 
quiet  bench.  Mr.  du  Maurier,  in  his  drawings,  has  for 
years  made  use  of  the  heath." 


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LITERARY    NOTES. 


A  Russian  Story. 
"  Poor  Folk,"  which  has  recently  been  translated 
from  the  Russian  of  Dostoievsky  by  Lena  Milman, 
is  a  sombre  but  very  powerful  story.  It  is  pre- 
ceded by  an  introduction  by  George  Moore,  the 
English  apostle  of  Continental  realism,  who  dis- 
cusses the  value  of  contemporary  authors  and 
classifies  the  story  as  follows  : 

"A  careful  reading  of  'Poor  Folk'  will,  I  think,  con- 
vince the  thoughtful  that  the  anecdote  related,  however 
blithely,  however  vividly,  however  picturesquely,  remains 
little  literature  ;  just  as  little  men  remain  little  men  however 
smartly  they  dress,  however  gracefully  they  deport  them- 
selves. But  that  we  should  prefer  little  literature  when  it 
is  good,  and  little  literature  can  at  times  be  very  good,  in- 
deed, to  the  pseudo  great,  goes  without  saying.  It  were 
surely  better  to  have  written  '  Monte  Cristo  '  than  '  Rob- 
ert Elsmere.'  .  .  .  'Poor  Folk'  challenges  comparison 
with  Tourgueneff.  I  mean  that  we  ask  ourselves  if  it  is 
as  perfect  as  Tourgueneff;  that  it  is  not,  goes  without 
saying.  For  is  not  Tourgueneff  the  greatest  artist  that 
has  existed  since  antiquity?  The  form  is  not  so  pure,  the 
divination  is  not  so  subtle,  the  touch  is  heavier.  When 
we  turn  to  Balzac,  we  see  that  it  has  not  the  eagle  flight 
of  his  genius.  The  subject  is  not  grasped  and  torn  with 
such  fierce  talons.  Balzac  is  to  Tourgueneff  what 
Michael  Angelo  is  to  a  Greek  sculptor,  more  complete 
and  less  perfect.  Dostoievsky,  in  this  story,  may  not  be 
inaptly  compared  to  one  of  the  Florentine  sculptors — 
Delia  Robbia,  for  instance.  A  certain  coarseness  of  text- 
ure alone  seems  to  me  to  separate  it  from  work  of  the  very 
highest  class.  It  U  to  Tourgueneff  what  fine  linen  is  to 
fine  silk.  I  am  not  speaking  of  fineness  of  verbal  style, 
but  of  fineness  of  thought." 

The  story  is  told  in  the  form  of  letters  that  pass 
between  the  two  leading  characters — a  literary  de- 
vice in  extenuation,  of  which  Mr.  Moore  says  : 

"All  literary  and  pictorial  conventions  are  equally 
false.  Some  appear  to  the  ignorant  to  be  more  false  than 
others,  and  the  narrative  by  means  of  letters  seems  to 
them  the  falsest  of  all — a  puerile  convention,  quite  un- 
worthy of  the  nineteenth  century.  Such  shallow  criticism 
is  to  be  met  with  every  day  in  our  newspapers.  [He  goes 
on  to  speak  of  the  necessity  of  the  convention  of  mono- 
logue on  the  stage.]  Art  is  made  up  in  almost  equal  pro- 
portions of  truth  and  falsehood.  It  is  by  neglecting 
nature  and  by  copying  nature  that  we  may  produce 
illusion.  The  least  critical  can  not  fail  to  perceive  that 
these  letters  are  unlike  real  letters ;  that  they  bear  no 
kind  of  resemblance  to  the  letters  that  might  have  passed 
between  a  half-witted  clerk  and  a  poor  girl  living  over  the 
way  ;  nevertheless,  we  realize  the  character  of  the  old 
man  far  better  than  we  should  from  the  publication  of  the 
actual  correspondence  of  two  such  people.  What  device 
more  obvious  than  that  Varvara  should  write  the  story  of 
her  life  and  send  it  to  Makar?  She  could  not  write  the 
story  of  her  life  unless  she  was  possessed  of  great  literary 
skill.  Why  should  she  be  at  the  trouble  of  writing  it 
when  she  can  tell  it  Makar  any  evening?  In  such  futile 
questions  modern  criticism  wastes  itself.  So  I  repeat 
once  more  that  all  conventions  are  equally  false,  and  the 
business  of  the  artist  is  not  so  much  to  bide  from  the 
critic  the  convention  which  he  employs  as  to  make  him 
forget  it." 

The  story  is  an  earnest,  sympathetic  study  of  the 
loves  of  these  two — Makar  stinting  himself  that 
her  life  may  be  less  hard,  getting  into  debt  and 
disgrace,  and  finally  drowning  himself  in  drunken- 
ness ;  while  Varvara  is  at  first  touched  by  his  de- 
votion, but  finally  deserts  him,  accepting  an  offer 
of  marriage  made  by  a  man  who  had  insulted  and 
neglected  her.     To  quote  Mr.  Moore  again  : 

"  In  what  sad  and  solemn  harmony  does  the  theme  find 
rest?  The  robbery  of  the  young  girl  by  the  vulgar 
seducer'.'  That  would  be  a  little  obvious,  a  little  too 
violent.  The  effect  aimed  at  is  the  hopelessness  of  the 
old  man's  life  ;  therefore  the  arrival  of  a  man  who  could 
give  Varvara  a  comfortable  home  would  be  better,  for 
there  would  be  no  reason  for  Varvara  refusing  him  ;  she 
would  be  50  painfully  right  in  accepting  him,  and  the 
poor  old  man  would  have  nothing  to  reproach  her  with, 
nothing  to  rail  against.  It  would  be  the  inevitable,  the 
great  tragedy  of  the  inevitable,  the  accomplishment  of 
things  according  to  an  occult  law,  the  results  of  which 
we  perceive,  the  reason  of  which  is  hidden  from  us.  Old 
Makar  knows  that  she  can  not  marry  him.  He  is  aware 
that  he  is  at  best  a  half-wilted  old  man,  the  laughing- 
stock of  his  office,  at  worst  a  disreputable  olcLdrunkard. 
He  had  accepted  all  other  bitterness  without  a  murmur; 
this  one  wrings  a  few  cries  from  his  soul,  and  then  not  till 
the  very  end.     During  the  purchase  of  Varvara's  little 


Pears' 

No  soap  in 
the  world  is  so 
cheap. 

No  soap  in 
the  world  is  so 
lasting. 


trousseau  he  has  run  her  errands,  and  when  she  has  gone 
away  with  her  husband,  he  goes  to  her  room  to  see  that 
she  has  forgotten  nothing." 

One  of  the  most  striking  passages  in  the  book  is 
where  Patrovski,  a  doddering  old  drunkard,  follows 
the  funeral  of  his  consumptive  son,  who  had  been 
the  one  object  of  his  love  : 

"  Presently  the  undertaker's  men  closed  the  coffin, 
screwed  down  the  lid,  put  it  on  the  cart,  and  drove  off.  I 
only  followed  it  as  far  as  the  end  of  the  street.  The 
driver  set  off  at  a  trot.  The  old  man  ran  after  him,  cry- 
ing loudly,  the  effort  of  running  shaking  and  interniDting 
his  sobs.  The  poor  old  fellow  lost  his  hat  and  didn't 
stop  to  pick  it  up.  His  head  was  wet  with  rain ;  the 
wind  buffeted  him  ;  the  sleet  beat  upon  his  face  ;  but  his 
grief  was  too  great  for  him  to  notice  the  weather  as  he 
ran,  weeping,  first  on  one  side  of  the  cart,  and  then  on 
the  other.  His  old  coat-tails  waved  like  wings  upon  the 
breeze.  Books  bulged  out  of  all  bis  pockets,  and  in  his 
hands  he  carried  another  huge  volume  which  he  never  let 
go.  Passers-by  doffed  their  hats  and  crossed  themselves. 
Others  stopped  to  stare  at  the  poor  old  mourner.  Every 
now  and  then  a  book  would  fall  out  of  his  pocket  into  the 
mud.  Then  he  would  be  stopped  and  informed  of  his 
loss.  He  would  pick  it  up  and  start  off  again  in  pursuit 
of  the  coffin.  At  the  corner  of  the  street  the  cart  stopped 
to  take  up  another  coffin,  that  of  some  poor  woman.  At 
last  it  turned  the  corner,  and  was  hidden  from  my  eyes." 

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"A  Modern  Magdalen,"  by  Virna  Woods,  is  a 
powerful  story,  albeit  it  is  not  one  for  the  Young 
Person.  It  follows  one  of  the  young  women  who 
figures  in  its  pages  behind  the  portals  of  a  hospital 
of  more  than  doubtful  character,  and  its  frankness 
there  almost  equals  that  of  Zola's  "  La  Terre  "  or 
George  Moore's  "  Esther  Waters."  Its  heroine  is 
a  girl  who  runs  away  from  her  Ohio  home  with  a 
married  man.  They  come  to  San  Francisco,  and 
see  many  typical  sights  during  their  two  years' 
residence,  notably  in  Chinatown,  where  they  visit 
theatres,  restaurants,  and  opium-dens,  and,  later, 
have  much  to  do  with  the  Chinese  Mission  and  the 
highbinders.  Indeed,  just  before  he  secures  the 
divorce  that  will  enable  them  to  marry,  the  man  is 
killed  by  the  most  daring  highbinder  in  Chinatown, 
and  the  girl  is  left — soon  with  a  little  babe — to  face 
the  world.  She  goes  down,  down  to  the  depths. 
Her  career  is  not  one  to  follow,  even  in  a  book,  and 
there  are  other  persons  in  "  A  Modern  Magdalen  " 
who  should  not  be  mentioned  in  polite  society.  In 
fact,  the  book  is  like  "  Esther  Waters"  and  "  A 
Little  Game  with  Destiny,"  without  the  power  of 
the  first  or  the — rather  thin — gilding  of  the  second. 
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A    SUPPRESSED    PAMPHLET. 


The  Kaiser  as  Caligula. 


An  unusual  sensation  has  been  created  in  Germany 
by  the  publication  of  a  pamphlet  by  Professor 
Quidde  which  purports  to  be  a  life  of  the  Roman 
Emperor  Caligula,  but  which  is  supposed  to  be  a 
political  pamphlet  against  Emperor  William.  G. 
W.   Peterson  thus  summarizes  it : 

"  Caius  Caesar,  named  Caligula  or  Little  Boot,  was  still 
young,  the  writer  says,  when  he  was  called  quite  unex- 
pectedly to  the  imperial  throne.  His  father  had  died  of 
an  obscure  illness,  and  the  people  muttered  their  suspicion 
of  foul  play  having  had  its  hand  in  it,  even  in  the  imme- 
diate circle  about  the  old  emperor.  He  was  the  darling 
of  the  nation  ;  a  soldier  who  had  won  fame  on  the  battle- 
field and  a  paterfamilias  of  pure  life  and  simple,  hearty 
manners.  As  long  as  the  old  emperor  lived,  he  was 
jealously  excluded  from  the  secrets  of  high  politics ; 
but  the  nation,  in  spite  of  all  the  intrigues  of  the  court, 
awaited  his  coming  to  the  throne  with  suppressed  fervor. 
The  country  was  suffering  oppression,  and  it  expected 
relief,  freer,  happier  days  with  the  succession  of  Ger- 
manicus.  With  his  death,  the  hopes  of  a  whole  genera- 
tion sank  into  the  grave. 

"A  ray  of  popularity  spread  from  him  to  his  son,  in 
spite  of  his  being  the  opposite  of  his  father,  more  like  his 
proud  and  violent  mother,  whom  the  old  emperor  dis- 
liked, while,  strangely  enough,  favoring  Caius  himself. 
The  youth  was  cut  out  of  hard  wood,  it  was  said,  and 
stories  were  told  bearing  evidence  to  his  uncommon 
brutality  and  obstinacy.  What  concerned  the  Liberal 
party  most  in  his  succession  to  the  throne  so  young  was  a 
dread  of  his  upholding  the  despotism  of  the  Almighty 
Prefect  of  the  Guards,  to  whom  the  young  prince  was 
much  indebted.  But  of  nearly  everything  that  was  ex- 
pected, the  contrary  occurred.  The  leading  minister, 
General  Marco,  fell  very  soon  into  disfavor;  his  power 
was  crushed,  and  the  emperor  took  the  reins  of  govern- 
ment into  his  own  hands.  The  world  was  transported 
with  astonishment.  The  young  emperor  granted  old  de- 
mands of  the  Liberal  party,  more  freedom  was  allowed  in 
politics,  more  influence  of  the  public  opinion  in  imperial 
budgets,  more  activity  in  determining  public  elections, 
more  severity  against  secret  spies,  more  liberty  to  writers, 
more  frequent  amnesties  to  political  prisoners.  The 
people,  in  short,  almost  shouted  in  enthusiasm  ;  for,  after 
all,  and  contrary  to  every  expectation,  Caius  seemed  to 
have  a  heart  for  them.  Experienced  men,  on  the  con- 
trary, were  consumed  with  anxiety,  for  they  realized  that 
it  was  an  intoxicating  sense  of  power,  an  empty  wish  to 
shine  in  history,  that  lifted  Caligula  above  himself.  At 
bottom  he  was  despotic  ;  liberalism  was  utterly  foreign  to 
his  nature,  and  it  became  evident,  indeed  very  soon,  and 
to  the  public  even,  that  he  lacked  a  firm  foundation  of 
principles.  He  was  the  victim  of  nervous  haste  and 
sprang  from  one  undertaking  into  another,  leaving  each  un- 
finished. His  ambition  was  not  to  accomplish  good,  but 
to  be  thought  to  want  it,  and  to  be  admired  therefor. 
Worst  of  all,  perhaps,  was  his  passion  for  meddling  in 
everything.  It  was  Marco's  warning  him  against  this 
passion  that  raised  the  ire  of  Caligula. 

"The  general  public  conceived  the  quarrel  between  the 
two  men  to  have  been  caused  by  the  natural  antagonism 
of  two  strong  wills.  The  real  and  only  cause  showed 
itself  in  time,  to  the  initiated  few,  to  He  alone  in  the 
character  of  the  emperor.  He  could  not  tolerate  any 
fame  besides  his  own.  As  soon  as  a  name  was  mentioned 
with  wonder  or  love  by  the  people,  the  bearer  of  it  was 
banished  from  the  court.  He  was  wanting  in  knowledge, 
in  talent,  in  judgment,  and  in  discipline ;  yet  he  gave 
commands  in  every  department  of  state  and  arbitrarily 
insisted  on  their  being  carried  out. 

"  Soon  worse  traits  became  visible.  The  multitude 
might  take  his  reckless  obstinacy,  his  reforms,  his  high- 
handed treatment  of  great  nobles,  as  proof  of  a  royal 
fearlessness ;  but  grave  men  saw  in  them  the  signs  of 
madness.  Now,  Caesarian  madness  is  the  product  of 
conditions  that  are  found  where  slavish  despotism  and 
obsequious  loyalty  are  cultivated. 

"  In  Rome  the  conditions  favorable  to  the  outbreak  of 
insanity  on  the  throne  were  rank.  Caligula,  moreover, 
was  diseased  in  blood ;  on  both  sides  of  his  family  there 
had  been  lunacy  and  imbecility.  Yet  he  did  not  fall  ab- 
solutely mad  until  after  a  severe  illness. 

"The  emperor's  passion  for  pomp  and  extravagant  out- 
lays increases  steadily.  The  treasure  that  his  economical 
old  grandfather  had  left  was  used  up  in  a  short  time.  Old 
taxes  were  reintroduced  and  new  ones  devised  and  levied, 
Caligula  squandered  money  on  everything — on  his  pomp- 
ous balls  and  dinners  and  dress,  for  palaces  and  villas, 
and  on  his  senselessly  magnificent  yachts  and  gigantic 
architectural  projects. 

"Another  trait  of  Caesarian  madness  that  is  allied 
closely  to  the  passion  for  lavish  splendor  is  the  thirst  for 
military  triumphs.  In  Caligula's  case,  the  times  offering 
no  opportunity  for  real  battles,  sham  battles  and  manoeu- 
vres were  instituted  in  place  of  them  with  theatrical  effect. 
The  emperor  would  arrive  suddenly  amid  his  troops 
and  distinguish  himself  by  his  severity  toward  the 
officers.  Elderly  centurions  were  retired  from  the  army 
altogether  and  young  generals  put  in  their  positions  ; 
while  other  regulations  concerned  matters  so  trivial  that 
the  trouble  taken  in  promulgating  them  showed  that 
"they  emanated  from  a  ridiculous  spirit  of  braggadocio. 
The  young  Emperor  Caligula  had  a  love  for  the  sea. 
He  made  frequent  voyages  in  his  imperial  yachts,  and 
delighted  in  storms  and  tempest.  As  he  required  his 
companions  to  share  his  passion,  however,  and  as  they 
did  not  enjoy  an  immunity  against  seasickness  like  him- 
self, his  love  of  the  water  was  secretly  deprecated  by 
the  court.  Caligula  was  furious  when  a  courtier  excused 
himself  from  accompanying  him  on  a  voyage. 

"  Other  traits  of  the  monarch  that  are  typical  of  incip- 
ient madness  were  the  love  of  acting  and  of  seeing  actors, 
of  the  circus  and  theatre,  and  of  taking  parts  in  the 
arena  himself.  In  every-day  life  he  posed  continually, 
and  seemed  consumed  by  an  uncontrollable  passion  for 
being  conspicuous  on  every  occasion.  He  loved  to  make 
speeches." 

The  pamphlet  is  still  being  confiscated  in  various 
places  throughout  the  country,  although,  after  due 
course  of  trial,  it  has  always  to  be  set  free  again. 
Its  foot-notes  are  the  feet  it  stands  upon,  and  these, 
fortunately,  are  planted  in  far-off  classic  history. 
The  public  sees  in  the  work  an  insinuation  to  the 
effect  that  William  the  Second  is  suffering  from  in- 
cipient madness.  It  seems  a  summary  of  the 
deeds  of  the  German  Emperor,  and  readers 
begin  holding  their  breath  from  dismay  at  the 
author's  daring,  when  asterisks  refer  the  eye 
to  the  bottom  of  the  page,  where,  to  their  re- 
lief, a  chapter  or  page  of  Suetonius  and  Dio 
Cassius  is  duly  given  in  quotation. 
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August  20,  1894. 


It  is  as  good  to  see  "  Liberty  Hall"  as  to  read  a 
first-class,  optimistic,  three-volume  English  novel. 
It  is  full  of  old  familiar  faces  of  people  that  we  all 
like — nice,  comfortable,  kindly  pleasant  people  of 
the  kind  one  would  choose  to  have  marry  into  one's 
family,  who,  though  they  may  sometimes  be  foolish 
and  sometimes  be  faulty,  yet  never  commit  the 
dreadful  sins  which  require  the  author  to  mete  out 
to  them  equally  dreadful  punishments.  They  are 
cheery,  heal  thy- minded  people,  with  small  ambitions 
and  little  worldly  experience  ;  but  they  possess  that 
spirit  of  hopefulness,  that  belief  in  the  value  of 
life  which  irradiates  English  fiction  from  "  Tom 
Jones"  to  "Trilby." 

The  materials,  the  characters,  the  background  of 
the  play  we  have  all  known  long  ago.  When  the 
curtain  rolls  up  upon  a  vaulted  and  paneled  baronial 
hall,  with  a  man  and  a  girl  in  the  foreground,  one 
feels  that  the  first  chapter  opens  familiarly  and 
well.  That  they  are  reading  Swinburne's  "Tris- 
tram of  Lyonesse"  and  have  just  reached  the  ex- 
tremely Swinburnian  line,  "  And  their  four  lips  be- 
came one  burning  mouth,"  does  not  even  rob  the 
scene  of  its  life-like  reality.  The  heroines  in  the 
modern  novels  are  always  advanced  in  their  reading-. 
This  young  man  and  young  girl  are,  of  course,  in 
love  with  each  other,  as  they  should  be,  having  been 
first  presented  to  the  spectator  reading  Swinburne 
in  a  baronial  hall,  and  perhaps  that  touch  of  Swin- 
burne is  introduced  in  a  spirit  of  prophetic  warn- 
ing, as  what  small  and  timorous  villainy  there  is  in 
the  play  is  brought  there  by  this  very  poetry-reading 
youth. 

Then  come  all  the  other  ingredients  of  the 
upper-class,  British  three  -  volume  novel.  The 
baronial  hall  is  entailed,  and  the  next  of  kin — the 
unknown  male  cousin  whom  the  two  present  incum- 
bents have  decided  to  dislike — is  traveling  some- 
where in  the  Himalayas.  The  present  residents  of 
Chihvorlh  are,  of  course,  two  good  and  charming 
young  women,  who  love  the  old  baronial  hall  only 
second  to  the  old  and  honorable  name  of  Chil- 
wortb  which  they  bear.  They  are  proud,  and, 
after  the  entrance  of  the  family  solicitor,  it  natu- 
rally transpires  that  they  are  poor,  too.  Their  late 
father,  inspired  by  the  true  spirit  of  romance,  has 
left  them  penniless,  and  if  he  had  not,  there  would 
have  been  no  such  play  as  "  Liberty  Hall."  Then 
the  family  solicitor  tells  them  that  they  have  a  rela- 
tive— they  never  seem  to  have  heard  of  him  before 
— who— desecrating  phrase  ! — is  in  trade.  The 
high-born  maidens  shudder,  but  bear  the  blow  he- 
roically, as  becomes  Chilworths,  and  when  the  rela- 
tive in  trade  appears  and  offers  them  a  home,  they 
accept  it  thankfully  and  graciously. 

To  move  with  these  distressed  heroines  from  the 
carved  and  armor-decked  hall  of  Chilworth  to  the 
back  parlor  behind  Mr.  Todman's  second-hand 
book-shop  seems  to  be  only  turning  the  page  and 
beginning  Part  II.  There  is  the  little,  meagre 
parlor,  with  its  hard  sofa  and  its  stuffed  specimens 
in  glass  cases.  There  is  the  fire-place,  with  a  hob 
and  a  kettle,  and  two  cupboards  full  of  coarse 
crockery.  The  jingling  bell  of  the  shop-door  per- 
petually sends  its  broken,  vulgar  peal  through  con- 
versations— tender,  grave,  merry,  sad,  and  coramoii- 
place.  The  m aid -of-all- work — the  harassed  slavey, 
with  her  throat  wrapped  in  a  piece  of  red  flannel, 
and  her  wild  entrances  bearing  smoking  dishes, 
and  her  wilder  exits  shrieking  to  the  miscreant 
who  has  dared  to  knock  at  the  side  door — is  as  old 
a  friend  as  the  family  solicitor  or  the  cousin  in  the 
Himalayas. 

Here,  too,  the  nitces  in  distress  develop,  as  long 
acquaintance  with  these  girls  makes  us  know  they 
will  develop.  The  elder — the  grave,  proud  lady  of 
high  degree,  who  resents  the  officious  acquaintance 
of  the  young  commercial  gentleman  who  deals  in 
soap — is,  after  all,  not  proud  at  heart.  Her  old 
uncle,  though  he  has  not  the  polish  of  the  Vere  de 
Veres  and  slights  the  letter  H  till  it  is  almost  elimi- 
nated from  his  alphabet,  is  yet  the  object  of  her 
most  tender  solicitude.  The  young  commercial 
gentleman  can  quite  subdue  her  haughty  spirit  by 
stalking  out  of  the  room  and  refusing  to  enter  it 
again  till  she  asks  him  to.  And  not  ten  minutes 
after — the  slavey,  with  her  flannel-bound  throat, 
coming  rushing  in  with  a  tray  of  tea,  the  kettle  be- 
ginning to  sing  and  send  forth  a  spire  of  steam  on 
the  hob,  the  "relish"  in  the  shape  of  "a  bit  of 
"addock"  uncovered  in  its  smoking  platter— the 
proud  Miss  Chilworth  goes  to  the  shop-door  and 
calls  in  the  young  commercial  gentleman,  and 
apologizes  with  a  quite  queenly  condescen- 
sion. The  curtain  drops — or  is  it  that  the  chapter 
lpCrti  a  scene  of  homely  cheerfulness  that 
lely   Dickensy.      The    young  commercial 


gentleman  pours  out  real  boiling  water  from  the 
kettle  to  the  tea-pot.  The  old  bookman  draws  up 
to  the  table,  warmed  and  cheered  by  this  little 
group  upon  his  hearth  heretofore  so  dreary.  And 
the  splendid  Miss  Chilworths,  still  fine  ladies  even 
in  their  simple  dresses,  lend  an  air  of  elegance,  of 
charm  and  grace,  to  the  humble  parlor  behind  the 
second-hand  book-shop. 

In  this  parlor  behind  the  shop,  other  and  familiar 
incidents  take  place.  Here  it  is  that  Briginshaw, 
the  head  of  a  great  shopping  "  Emporium  "  near 
by,  offers  to  let  old  Todman  off  a  debt  of  eight 
hundred  pounds  if  he  will  induce  his  niece,  Miss 
Blanche  Chilworth,  to  marry  him.  Miss  Chilworth 
would,  he  thinks,  look  well  in  the  new  "  mantle  de- 
partment." Mr.  Briginshaw  is  not  a  villain — there 
are  no  villains  in  "  Liberty  Hall" — but  he  intro- 
duces that  element  of  cruelty  and  hardness  from 
the  outside  world  which  must  always  leaven  the 
lump  in  even  the  most  optimistic  play.  That  he 
should  desire  to  marry  the  proud  Miss  Chilworth 
and  offer  her  uncle,  in  this  event,  freedom  from  his 
debt,  is  exactly  what  one  might  know  he  would  do 
in  a  play  with  a  baronial  hall  entailed,  an  heir  in 
the  Himalayas,  two  penniless,  proud  nieces,  a  hero 
disguised  as  a  commercial  traveler,  and  a  young 
aristocrat  who  tries  to  be  feebly  bad,  but  in  the 
general  goodness  and  gayety  of  "  Liberty  Hall" 
gets  a  stock  of  good  sentiments  pressed  upon 
him  which  he  feels  that  he  can  not  very  well  refuse. 

But  why  dwell  upon  these  incidents  ?  Do  we  not 
all  know  that  everything  is  going  to  come  out  right 
before  the  time  comes  for  finis  to  be  written  in  big 
letters,  or  for  the  painted  curtain  to  fall  ?  Of 
course  "  Liberty  Hall"  is  too  English,  too  full  of 
the  tradition  of  Dickens  and  the  spirit  of  the  cheer- 
ful, comfort-loving  British  middle  class,  to  let  any- 
thing mar  the  good-humored  gayety  of  a  jolly 
finale.  If  there  was  only  room,  we  feel  sure  that 
Briginshaw  would  be  brought  out  and  shown  to 
have  experienced  what  the  Presbyterians  call  "a 
change  of  heart,"  and  was  ready  to  enter  on  a 
career  of  wild,  unstinted  benevolence.  If  the 
young  commercial  gentleman  could  only  have  had 
a  fair  chance  to  talk  to  Briginshaw,  he  would  cer- 
tainly have  changed  his  whole  character  in  five 
minutes'  conversation.  Witness  the  efficacy  of  his 
few  words  with  the  would-be  wicked  young  aristo- 
crat. Ten  minutes'  quiet  talk  works  such  a  trans- 
formation in  that  lawless  young  man  that  we  feel 
certain  in  the  future  he  will  be  the  Sir  Philip  Sydney 
of  his  time. 

It  is  generally  understood  among  the  noble  army 
of  critical  writers  that  plays  and  books  which  are 
artistic  are,  as  a  rule,  sad,  mad,  and  bad.  Cheerful 
productions  are  rarely  artfstic.  Also  it  is  not  ar- 
tistic to  have  a  moral  staring  one  in  the  face  at  the 
end  of  a  play.  To  be  truly  artistic,  there  should  be 
no  moral  at  all.  But  some  writers  seem  to  think  a 
moral  is  a  sort  of  mascot,  and  has  to  be  there, 
even  though  it  is  kept  well  out  of  sight,  and  people 
with  a  trained  eye  for  it,  who  have  had  a  great  ex- 
perience of  plays,  know  how  to  find  the  moral  in 
the  last  act,  without  a  key  or  clew  of  any  kind. 
But  in  a  truly  artistic  performance  there  ought  to 
be  no  moral,  and  there  ought  to  be  nothing  cheer- 
ful. Life  in  all  its  bald,  sordid,  dry  hopelessness 
is  considered  the  one  legitimate  subject  for  art, 
imaginative  and  dramatic.  Life  with  color,  and 
possibilities,  and  hope,  and  courage,  is  looked  upon 
as  inartistic,  bourgeois,  philistine,  middle-class. 

To  the  writer  on  literary  and  dramatic  subjects 
this  is  all  stuff  o'  the  conscience.  The  play,  the 
book  of  homely  comfort  and  cheer  is  inartistic,  and 
the  person  who  enjoys  it  is,  if  not  exactly  an  unen- 
lightened churl,  at  least  a  poor  thing  shut  out  from 
the  Parnassian  Heights  and  the  feasts  of  reason 
and  flow  of  soul  that  go  on  up  there  for  the 
blessed.  The  critic,  with  a  high  reputation  to  sus- 
tain, is  half  the  time  afraid  to  say  that,  in  his  heart 
of  hearts,  "The  Old  Homestead"  pleased  him 
more  than  "  Magda"  and  "  Liberty  Hall"  amused 
him  much  more  than  "The  Doll's  House." 

He  sits  through  the  performance  and  laughs,  and 
enjoys,  and  is  glad,  and  goes  home  and  says  the 
play  was  very  crude,  and  inartistic,  and  built  on  a 
threadbare  idea,  and  full  of  trite  sayings.  But  he 
liked  the  comfortable,  robust  sentiment  that  wears 
so  well  for  every-day  use,  the  warmth,  the  cheer, 
the  good-fello#ship  of  these  simple,  friendly,  good- 
humored  plays.  We  all  bke  them.  To  our  secret 
selves  we  admit  that  we  enjoy  them  better  than 
the  artistic  drama  of  gloom  and  nothingness.  They 
do  not  bore  us  with  problematical  queries,  and 
they  do  make  us  feel  so  cheerful,  and  placid,  and 
at  peace  with  the  world.  But,  of  course,  we  do 
not  go  round  proclaiming  this  from  the  house- 
tops. It  is  a  questionable  vagary  of  taste  that  we 
keep  dark  about,  just  as  one  never  tells,  except  in 
moments  of"  ill-inspired  confidence,  that  one  ad- 
mires "Ouida"  or  finds  Milton  a  bore,  and  that 
deep  in  the  secret  recesses  of  one's  sou]  lies  con- 
cealed a  dark,  consuming  passion  for  a  good,  wild, 
old-lime  melodrama,  where  they  fire  pistols,  and 
fall  into  tanks,  and  run  away  with  heroines,  and 
ride  live  horses  up  flights  of  stairs,  and  starve  to 
death  in  the  middle  of  paper  snow-storms,  and 
come  into  fortunes,  and  commit  murders  that  come 
out  twenty  years  afterward,  and  are  always  paired 
off  into  couples  at  the  last  act,  like  the  animals  go- 
ing into  the  ark. 

In  "  Liberty  Hall  "  one  sees  exactly  this  type  of 
drama  which   the  critic   is   inclined  to  pronounce 


commonplace  and  the  spectator  is  inclined  to  find 
delightful.  After  the  flood  of  pessimistic  and 
sombre  plays  we  have  endured  heroically,  because 
we  felt  they  were  artistic,  it  is  good  to  relax  one's 
nerves  and  be  inartistically  amused  by  this  light 
and  charming  comedy.  It  is  pleasant  to  warm  the 
hands  of  one's  chilled  spirit  at  this  cheery  little  fire 
burning  with  such  a  steady  glow  of  contentment, 
bonhomie,  and  courage.  The  whole  piece,  with  all 
its  faults  of  construction,  its  occasional  errors  of 
taste,  is  illuminated  by  that  great  spirit  of  splendid 
bravery  and  belief  in  life  that  has  shone  through 
English  imaginative  literature  since  the  days  of 
Shakespeare,  and  which  in  Dickens  blazed  out  in 
such  a  burst  of  warmth  and  color  that  the  brilliancy 
of  its  radiance  blinded  all  eyes  to  its  accompanying 
defects. 

STAGE  "GOSSIP. 


The  California  Theatre  will  be  closed  after  to- 
morrow (Sunday)  night,  and  on  September  10th 
the  theatre  will  be  re-opened  with  Edwin  Milton 
Royle's  "Friends,"  presented  by  the  same  com- 
pany that  was  seen  here  in  it  last  year. 

The  cast  for  "  Iolanthe  "  at  the  Tivoli  Opera 
House  next  week  is  as  follows  : 

Lord  Chancellor,  Ferris  H  art  man ;  Earl  of  Mount 
Arrarat,  George  Olmi ;  Earl  of  Tolloller,  Philip  Branson  ; 
Strcphon,  John  J.  Raffael ;  Private  Willis,  Francis  Nich- 
olas ;  Train-Bearer,  Millie  McDonald;  Iolanthe,  Mary 
P.  Thomson ;  Phyllis,  Tillie  Salinger ;  Fairy  Queen, 
Carrie  Godfrey  ;  Celia,  Alice  Neilson  ;  Lelia,  Irene  Mull ; 
Fleta,  Stella  Wilmott. 

Olive  Oliver,  of  the  company  now  presenting 
"  Lady  Windemere's  Fan"  at  the  California  The- 
atre, is  an  Oakland  girl,  and  was  Professor 
Tronchet's  crack  female  pupil  in  fencing  before  she 
left  here,  some  four  years  ago.  Last  winter  she 
herself  had  classes  in  fencing  in  New  York  and 
also  addressed  such  bodies  as  the  Professional 
Women's  League  on  the  art  of  fencing  as  a  promoter 
of  health  and  beauty. 

"Gudgeons,"  a  social  comedy  by  Thornton  N. 
Clark  and  Louis  N.  Parker,  will  be  played  by  the 
Empire  Theatre  Company  at  the  Baldwin  Theatre 
next  week.  It  treats  of  a  rich  American  and  his 
daughter,  who  have  social  ambitions  in  London 
and  fall  into  the  hands  of  an  aristocratic  black- 
leg. "  Gudgeons  "  went  well  in  London,  and  was 
fairly  well  received  in  New  York,  where  it  was  put 
on  during  the  last  weeks  of  the  past  theatrical  sea- 
son.    The  cast  will  be  as  follows  : 

James  Ffolliott  Treherne,  Henry  Miller;  Reginald 
Ffolliott,  William  Faversham ;  Howard  R.  Harrison, 
W.  H.  Crompton ;  Silas  B.  Hooper,  Robert  Edeson ; 
Arthur  Smith,  John  F.  Whitman  ;  Gover,  E.  Y.  Backus  ; 
Mrs.  Ffolliott,  Mary  Hampton  ;  Persis  Harrison,  Isabel 
Irving;  Bundy,  May  Robson. 

A  new  operatic  organization  which  will  visit  San 
Francisco  during  the  coming  winter  is  the  Marie 
Tavary  Grand  English  Opera  Company,  which  con- 
sists of  one  hundred  and  twenty-five  persons,  and 
has  a  repertory  embracing  Puccini's  "  Manon  Les- 
caut,"  "  Aida,"  "  Masked  Ball,"  "  Ernani," 
"Norma,"  "Romeo  et  Juliet,"  "William  Tell," 
"  L'Africaine,"  "  Dinora,"  "  Magic  Flute'"  "  Stra- 
della,"  "  Lucia,"  "  Flying  Dutchman,"  "  Huge- 
nots,"  "  Tannhaiiser,"  and  other  operas. 

An  American  manager  who  saw  Ada  Rehan  at  a 
picture  gallery  in  London  says  she  has  grown 
thinner,  and  her  face  looked  gray  and  showed  traces 
of  the  long  and  hard  season  in  the  English  metrop- 
olis. Her  hair  on  the  sides  of  her  head  was  dis- 
tinctly gray.     He  said  : 

"  The  two  women  whom  one  naturally  associates  with 
Ada  Rehan  are  Bernhardt  and  Ellen  Terry.  Of  course 
everybody  knows  that  both  of  these  women  are  grand- 
mothers now,  and  have  been  for  some  time.  But  every- 
body does  not  know  the  great  energy  and  force  which 
they  still  put  into  their  work,  and  what  an  amount  of 
actual  effort  is  necessary  to  present  the  characters  which 
they  give  on  the  stage.  It  is  only  after  the  theatre  is 
over,  or,  perhaps,  in  the  morning  of  the  following  day, 
that  the  complete  collapse  which  these  artists  suffer  after 
every  performance  is  noticeable.  I  had  to  see  Miss  Terry 
and  Mme,  Bernhardt  several  times  upon  business  matters 
in  London,  and  I  am  bound  to  say  that  I  was  very  much 
impressed  with  the  physical  sacrifices  which  they  have 
made  to  reach  the  eminence  which  they  now  enjoy." 

There  is  a  profound  though  not  boisterous  in- 
terest about  town  in  the  "  living  pictures"  that  are 
to  follow  the  performances  of  "Iolanthe"  at  the 
Tivoli  Opera  House  next  week.  Such  shows  have 
been  the  leading  feature  of  New  York  amusements 
last  winter,  and  there  has  been  no  end  of  discus- 
sion as  to  whether  or  not  they  were  degrading.  In- 
asmuch as  they  still  go  on,  it  is  to  be  presumed 
that  they  are  not  too  much  for  Mr.  Anthony  Corn- 
stock,  and  at  the  same  time  enough  to  attract  the 
public.  The  Tivoli's  list  for  next  week  is  as 
follows  : 

"Springtime  of  Love,"  from  the  painting  by  Paul 
Thumann  ;  "At  the  Well."  C.  Wunnenberg;  "I  Want 
to  See  the  Wheel  Go  Around,"  Goodman  ;  "  Psyche  at 
Nature's  Mirror,"  Paul  Thumann;  "Toll  Paid  Here," 
Meyer  von  Bremen;  "The  Vestal  Maiden,"  Sichel  ; 
"Me  and  Jack,"  Ptgelheim  ;  "The  Angelus,"  Millet; 
"  Nydia,"  Bodenhausen  ;  "The  Fireman's  Dream,"  pro- 
duction (a  vision  of  how  he  won  the  Scannell  Medal) ; 
"Art  Wins  Heart,"  Paul  Thumann  ;  "  North  and 
South,"  John  E.  Nash. 


DCCLXIX.— Bill  of  Fare  for  Six  Persons,  Sunday, 

August  iq,  1894. 

Cream  of  Lettuce  Soup. 

Cantaloupe. 

Deviled  Crabs. 

Chicken  Hollandaise.     Potato  Balls. 

Baked  Tomatoes.     Lima  Beans. 

Roast  Venison,  Port-Wine  Sauce. 

Cress  Salad. 

Apricot  Ice,  Custard  Cake. 

Coffee. 

Cream  of  Lettuce  Sour.— Boil  two  heads  of  shredded 

lettuce  in  one  quart  of  veal,  chicken,  or  uncolored  beef 

stock;  when  very  soft  press  through  a  sieve;  have  one 

pint  of  boiling  milk  or  cream  and  put  the  lettuce  broth 

into  it.  add  a  butter  ball  about  the  size  of  a  tablespoon,  a 

dash  of  red  pepper,  and  salt  to  taste. 


—  Knox's  Sparkling  Gelatine  received 
the  only  medal  at  World's  Fair.  The  new  granu- 
lated package  dissolves  in  two  minutes.  Makes  one 
pint  more  jelly  than  shred.     Ask  your  grocer  for  it. 


-H.  C.  Mass ie— Dentist, 

114  Geary  Street,  San  Francisco. 
Gentle  treatment  assured. 


Among  the  attractions  for  the  California  Theatre 
during  the  near  future  are  Katie  Emmett,  Dan 
Sully  in  "  Auld  Lang  Syne"  and  "The  Social 
Lion,"  Robert  Downing  and  Eugene  Blair,  and 
"  In  Old  Kentucky,"  the  horse-race  play  in  which 
Bettina  Girard  made  something  of  a  sensation  in 
the  East  last  winter. 


—  Tissue-paper  for  lamp  shades  and  paper 
flowers.      Stationery    Department.    Sanborn,    Vail 

&Co"  ' 

Mothers  be  sure  and  use  *'  Mrs.  Winslow's 
Soothing  Syrup  "  for  your  children  while  teething. 


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AT  THE  WORLD'S  FAIR. 

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TIVOLI    OPERA    HOUSE. 

Mrs.  Ernestine  Kreling.  .Proprietor  and  Manager 
Saturday  and  Sunday  Evenings.     One  Week  Only. 

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Monday.  August  20th lOLAMHK 

In  Preparation DON  JUAN  (ad  lib) 

In  Active  Preparation,  the  Latest  European  and  Eastern 

Sensation,  The  Living  Pictures. 
Popular  Prices 25  and  50  cents 

BALDWIN    THEATRE. 

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Monday,  August   20th.     Third   Week   of  Charles    Froh- 

man's  Slock  Company.     Matinee  Saturday. 

One  Week  Only  in 

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An  Original  Comedy  in  Three  Acts  by  Louis  N.  Baker. 
Monday,  August  27th The  Councillor's  "Wife 

CALIFORNIA    THEATRE. 

SATURDAY SEPTEMBER  1st 


FOR  THE  BENEFIT  OF  THE 
MERCANTILE  LIBRARY 

ROBERT    BROWNING'S 

A  Blot  on  the 'Scutcheon 


Mrs.  Louise  Humphrey-Smith. 

Tickets  may  be  obtained  al  the  Library,  corner  Van 
Ness  and  Golden  Gate  Avenues,  nr  from  t lie  ladies  who 
compose  the  Auxiliary  Committee. 

METROPOLITAN  HALL. 

TUESDAY AUGUST  SI,    1894 

COSTIA  DOOMTSCHEFF, 

The  youthful  but  already  world-renowned  violin  artist 
virtuoso,  will  give  an  evening  recital.  At  the  age  of  nine 
years,  Costia  Doomtsc heff  had  the  unprecedented  honor 
of  performing  before  the  St.  Petersburg  Conservatory, 
and  received  as  an  acknowledgment  of  his  talent  a  gold 
lyre  set  with  diamonds  and  the  following  inscription: 
'■  Costia  nooinlscheff.  Our  Talented  Violin  Artist." 
On  the  fourteenth  of  May.  1890.  he  had  the  honor  to  per- 
form before  his  Royal  Highness  the  Crown  Prince  of 
Italy,  from  whom,  in  appreciation  of  his  talent,  he  re- 
ceived a  musical  emblem  set  with  diamonds.  On  the 
twenty-seventh  of  April,  1893,  by  a  special  invitation, 
Costia  Dooinlscheff  performed  on  his  violin  before  (heir 
Royal  Highnesses  the  Czar  and  Czarina  and  the  imperial 
family  at  their  summer  palace  at  Yalta,  in  Crimea,  and, 
in  appreciation  of  his  phenomenal  talent,  the  Czar  pre- 
sented Costia  Doomtscheff  with  a  gold  watch  with  the 
Russian  eagle  set  with  diamonds.  He  has  also  been 
created  an  honorable  member  of  the  Uleaborg  Musical 
Society.  Costia  DoomtscheflT  will  be  accompanied  by 
Professor  Henry  Strauss. 

Tickets  for  sale  at  Sherman  &  Clay's  music-store,  cor- 
ner of  Sutter  and  Kearny  Streets.  On  the  evening  of 
the  concert  tickets  may  be  had  at  the  Metropolitan  Hall 
from  six  o'clock. 


August  20,  1894. 


THE 


ARGONAUT. 


11 


VANITY    FAIR. 


An  .interesting  discussion  has  been  started  in  a 
popular  English  weekly  about  the  decline  in  good 
manners  among  Englishmen.  It  appears  to  be 
pretty  well  established  that  cads  are  increasing  at 
an  awful  rate,  and  that  something  has  brought  out 
within  a  few  years  the  inherent  brutality  of  the  En- 
glishman. He  is  losing  the  courtly  manners  of  his 
fathers.  As  a  rule  he  stares  women  out  of  counte- 
nance, lets  them  stand  while  he  ogles  them  through 
his  monocle.  In  the  tennis-field  he  is  inclined  to 
slap  a  girl  on  the  back  and  call  her  a  good  fellow, 
because  she  does  not  object  to  his  blowing  his 
cigarette-smoke  in  her  face.  Wives  are  not  waited 
on  as  they  once  were  ;  they  are  left  to  defend  them- 
selves, and  daughters  look  in  vain  for  the  proud 
solicitude  of  the  father,  which  was  to  them  a  kind  of 
Providence.  We  are  told  that  the  general  air  of 
any  society  gathering  has  an  element  of  roughness 
and  brutality  in  it  from  the  queen's  Drawing  Room 
downward.  In  truth,  the  presentation  affairs  at  the 
palace  are,  from  all  accounts,  far  ahead  of  every 
other  affair  in  selfish  crush,  and  jostling  envy,  and 
irredeemable  caddishness.  One  American  lady  has 
told  how,  while  waiting  for  hours  in  the  pen,  among 
full-dressed  dowagers,  she  felt  some  one  behind  her 
lift  her  train  and  examine  it,  and  then  remark 
audibly  :  "  Well,  it  is  real  lace,  but  I  wouldn't  have 
believed  it."  In  how  far  woman  herself  is  respon- 
sible for  the  change  in  man's  treatment  of  her  is  a 
vexed  question.  But  it  appears  from  some  of  the 
women  observers  in  England  that  her  defiant  re- 
fusal to  be  treated  as  the  weaker  sex  has  had  its  in- 
fluence in  bringing  about  this  new  order. 


Science  says  now  that  beauty  is  not  skin  deep. 
She  can  tell  you  that  half  the  charm  of  a  pretty 
face — at  least  the  expression — is  a  matter  of  little 
muscles  and  a  complex  labyrinth  of  nerves,  and 
that  the  curves  of  the  lips,  the  glance  of  the  eyes, 
the  droop  of  their  lids,  are  a  matter  of  the  preva- 
lent use  of  certain  small  muscles  in  obedience  to  a 
prevalent  aspect  of  the  mind.  Moreover,  that  the 
use  of  these  organs  of  expression  has  come  down 
long  ancestral  lines,  and  that  the  mold  of  the  feat- 
ures themselves  is  a  question  of  heredity. 

The  heroine  of  fiction  is  generally  a  type  of  the 
day.  This  year  she  is  a  clever,  beautiful,  bloodless 
creature,  who  at  twenty-two  is  bored  to  death  with 
everything  except  mountain  storms,  scientific  stud- 
ies, and  suicides.  She  has  ceased  to  be  a  chatterer; 
she  speaks  only  in  epigrams.  She  is  not  given  to 
tears  ;  about  once  in  seven  hundred  pages  her  body 
is  shaken  with  great,  tearless  sobs.  She  is  not  a 
flirt  ;  she  is  cold,  indifferent — very  often  absolutely 
rude.  She  beats  the  record  for  eccentricity  ;  she 
drives  tandem,  smokes,  goes  out  at  night  in  ball- 
costume,  refuses  to  bear  the  burden  of  matrimony, 
and  objects  to  her  husband  having  a  past — an  arti- 
cle which  used  to  be  considered  almost  indispensa- 
ble. Her  source  of  income  is  not  mentioned,  but 
it  comes  in  apparently  with  beautiful  regularity. 
In  spite  of  her  eccentricities  and  tandems,  and  play- 
ing the  mischief  generally,  she  gets  along  all  right, 
and  when  she  commits  suicide,  it  is  not  because  she 
is  not  having  a  good  time,  but  because  she  is  not 
going  to  accept  her  good  time  with  the  complacency 
that  any  ordinary  woman  would.  She  objects  to 
be  happy  like  ordinary  cabbage-rose  women  ;  so 
she  takes  laudanum  out  of  pure  cussedness.  What 
will  the  next  type  be  like  ?  Our  novels  used  to  end 
with  marriage  ;  now  they  begin  with  it.  Our  hero- 
ines of  the  past  year  have  been  all  married  women  ; 
maidens  are  out  of  it.  Why  not  take  up  the  mid- 
dle-aged woman  next,  and  invest  her  with  some 
romance  ?     She  would  be  a  change. 


There  is  little  probability  (says  a  London  author- 
ity) that  colored  cloths  for  evening-dress  suits  will 
become  the  vogue.  They  were  ordered  to  a  large 
extent  by  tailors  late  last  year,  and  at  one  time  it 
looked  as  though  they  were  to  be  the  fashion.  But 
no  one  whose  example  decides  the  fate  of  an  inno- 
vation has  come  forward  to  pioneer  them,  and 
those  who  have  speculated  must  hang  them  by  till 
fancy-dress  balls  come  round  again.  The  possi- 
bility of  a  great  change  in  the  evening-dress  shirt 
is  gaining  steadily  in  favor — that  is,  the  use  of 
frilled  fronts.  With  the  next  season  their  fate  will 
be  decided  ;  but,  meanwhile,  the  front  with  one 
stud  is  general.  After  a  goodly  rest  the  black- 
worsted  diagonal  cloth  is  being  revived.  This,  no 
doubt,  is  due  to  the  popularity  of  the  flat  braiding 
for  frock-coats.  Braid  can  not  be  worn  with  an 
ordinary  vicuna,  as  two  distinct  blacks  are  pro- 
duced.    Hence  the  revival. 


There  are  two  stages  of  captivation  in  every 
woman's  b'fe,  not  counting  the  girlish  stage  of  sweet 
sixteen,  when  (according  to  the  Bazar)  one  is 
hardly  a  woman,  and  is  scarcely  more  than  a  pleas- 
ant and  peachy  object  of  view.  The  first  of  these 
stages  is  the  time  of  mere  physical  charm,  when 
the  bloom  is  on  the  cheek  and  the  sparkle  in  the 
'  eye,  when  the  flesh  is  firm  and  full,  the  teeth  brill- 
iant, the  hair  shining,  the  step  light,  the  shape 
lithe — the  years  from  twenty  to  thirty-five.  In  the 
earlier  of  these  years  the  fullest  of  searching,  sun- 
light fails  to  discover  anything  but  perfection  in  the 
skin  ;  and  if  in  later  ones  gas  and  candle-light -are 


preferred,  it  is  not  because  the  beauty  may  not  still 
be  rich,  but  because  one  knows  the  evil  that  the 
processes  of  time  may  work,  and  fears  the  possi- 
bilities. In  reality,  at  thirty-five  a  woman  is  still 
pausing  at  the  height  of  her  personal  charm.  She 
gained  the  height,  perhaps,  seven  or  eight  years 
before,  but  if  she  has  been  careful  of  herself,  has 
had  small  experience  of  sorrow,  and  pain,  and  ap- 
prehension, has  not  had  too  hard  work  for  mind  or 
body,  has  had  but  little  illness,  has  kept  her  tem- 
per and  spared  herself  worry,  she  has  not  fairly 
begun  the  descent  ;  or  if  she  has,  then  there  is  a 
slightly  pathetic  charm  about  her.  For  into  the 
beauty  of  twenty,  gradually  unfolding  and  expand- 
ing up  to  twenty-five  or  twenty-six,  the  soul  un- 
folding and  expanding,  too,  has  infiltrated  a  new 
quality — one  which  is  wanting  to  youth  except  in 
extraordinary  instances  ;  and  this  beauty  of  spirit 
and  of  intellect  has  been  added  to  beauty  of  flesh 
with  ever-increasing  power.  And  then,  just  as 
the  contours  begin  to  yield,  and  the  beauty  of 
the  flesh  assumes  a  doubtful  part  ;  when  diet,  and 
exercise,  and  massage,  and  sleep,  and  the  right 
colors,  and  not  too  much  light,  all  have  to  be  care- 
fully considered,  and  a  veil  is  needed  to  hide  the 
fine  lines  when  in  the  sun — and  if  Betty  gives  "  the 
cheek  a  touch  of  red  "  and  the  hair  a  dust  of  gold- 
powder,  it  is  not  our  affair  to  know  of  it,  nor  does 
it  diminish  the  fascination  she  unconsciously  exerts 
— then,  if  she  has  improved  the  years,  comes  the 
second  stage — the  stage  of  a  superior  captivation  to 
that  exercised  by  the  mere  fleshly  beauty.  It  is  in 
the  years  of  this  period  that,  unconsciously  and  un- 
willingly, women  charm  men  much  younger  than 
themselves,  and  always  men  of  rather  extraordinary 
intellectual  power,  into  proposals  of  marriage. 
At  this  time  a  woman  understands  herself,  and 
knows  how  to  balance  and  counterbalance  the  cir- 
cumstances of  the  world  about  her.  She  has  prob- 
ably read  many  books  ;  she  has  seen  many  people  ; 
if  she  amounts  to  anything  worth  considering,  she 
has  tact,  and  skill,  and  ease  of  manner  ;  she  has 
learned  something  of  the  intricacies  of  human 
nature  and  of  the  secrets  of  the  heart ;  she  has 
learned  how  to  render  not  only  herself  but  her  sur- 
roundings attractive  ;  she  is  no  longer  exacting  ; 
she  makes  people  near  her  comfortable  ;  she  puts 
them  into  conceit  of  themselves — that  inexplicably 
pleasant  mood.  And  people  seek  her  presently 
for  the  sake  of  being  comfortable,  and  for  the  de- 
lightful atmosphere  that  her  presence  seems  to 
create  ;  men  admire  her,  women  adore  her,  young 
people  follow  her  ;  she  is  a  social  power,  and  is  of 
more  weight  and  consequence  than  any  young  per- 
son not  upon  a  throne. 


Considerable  commotion  was  created  in  London 
recently  by  the  appearance  of  many  ladies,  arrayed 
in  tunics,  knickerbockers,  gaiters,  and  stockings  of 
various  hues,  seated  on  bicyles,  who  dashed  up  in 
vigorous  style  to  the  doors  of  the  Ideal  Club  and 
entered  therein.  The  occasion  was  a  reception  to 
inaugurate  the  formation  of  a  Lady  Cyclists'  Fed- 
eration, which  is  intended  to  promote  cycling 
among  women  and  to  emancipate  them  from  the 
tyranny  of  long  skirts.  By  its  aid,  also,  they  hope 
to  make  themselves  independent  of  the  staid,  old- 
fashioned  innkeepers  who  refuse  them  admission 
to  dining-rooms  because  they  have  discarded  petti- 
coats, for  it  will  provide  them  with  houses  of  call 
of  their  own,  where  they  will,  to  all  intents  and 
purposes,  be  their  own  mistresses.  The  federation 
will  also  help  them  to  buy  machines  on  the  hire 
system,  and  generally  to  make  members  as  good 
as,  if  not  better  than,  men.  The  reception  was  well 
attended  and  very  successful. 


Within  the  last  few  days  quite  a  throng  of  Amer- 
icans have  appeared  in  London,  enough,  according 
to  an  English  paper,  to  constitute  an  after-season 
or  overflow  to  the  one  now  on  the  wane.  From  a 
social  point  of  view,  this  American  season  is  in  no 
way  memorable — it  makes  no  impression  on  the 
parks,  and  but  little  on  the  theatres.  But  to  one 
class  of  Londoners  their  annual  advent  is  of  quite 
calculated  importance.  For  some  years  past,  the 
Americans,  starting  on  their  circuit  of  the  Conti- 
nent, have  found  the  advantage  of  a  London  out- 
fit. They  get  there  the  last  style,  and  they  secure 
it  at  two-thirds  the  price  of  the  New  York  market. 
It  is  the  men  who  are  the  chief  purchasers.  The 
ladies,  with  all  their  appreciation  for  bargains, 
know  that  Paris  is  in  their  itinerary,  and  still  be- 
lieve in  the  Louvre  and  the  triumphs  of  the  Rue 
de  la  Paix.  But  the  London  tailor  holds  his  own 
against  the  whole  sartorial  world.  For  him,  in- 
deed, the  American  season  is  a  boon  and  a  bless- 
ing, and  a  considerable  impetus  is  given  to  the 
trade  from  the  necessity  of  catering  for  the  Amer- 
ican taste.  Americans  delight  in  variety.  They 
will  not,  like  the  English,  be  content  this  year  with 
the  patterns  of  last  year.  They  like  style  and  they 
like  novelty.  It  is  quite  possible,  according  to  our 
English  contemporary,  to  tell  from  the  goods  ex- 
hibited in  the  window  during  the  last  week  in  July 
whether  a  tailor  has  or  has  not  an  American  con- 
nection. 

^ 

The  recent  distinguished  foreign  visitors  to 
Windsor  were  greatly  struck  by  the  magnificence  of 
the  royal  plate  at  the  castle.  -  Even  the  Czarowitz, 
accustomed  to  the  almost  barbaric  splendor  of  the 
court  functions  in  his  native  land,  had  never  seen 


the  equal  of  the  English  plate.  The  royal  plate  at 
Windsor  is  generally  reckoned  to  be  worth  about 
ten  millions  of  dollars,  and  it  is  no  unusual  thing  at 
a  state  banquet  at  the  castle  to  have  plate  to  the 
value  of  two  and  one-half  millions  of  dollars  in  the 
room.  There  are  two  state  dinner-services,  one  of 
gold  and  one  of  silver.  The  gold  service  was  pur- 
chased by  George  the  Fourth,  and  will  dine  one 
hundred  and  twenty  persons  ;  the  plates  alone  of 
this  service  cost  over  sixty  thousand  dollars.  On 
state  occasions,  there  are  usually  placed  on  the 
dining-table  some  very  beautiful  gold  flagons,  capt- 
ured from  the  Spanish  Armada,  which  are  now,  of 
course,  of  priceless  value,  while  the  great  silver 
wine-cooler,  made  for  George  the  Fourth  and 
weighing  seven  thousand  ounces,  always  adorns 
one  corner  of  the  apartment.  As  sideboard  orna- 
ments there  are  pretty  trifles  in  the  way  of  a  pea- 
cock of  precious  stones,  valued  at  two  hundred  and 
fifty  thousand  dollars,  and  a  tiger's  head  from  India, 
with  a  solid  ingot  of  gold  for  its  tongue  and  dia- 
mond teeth.  This  wonderful  collection  of  plate  is 
crown  property,  which  practically  means  that  it  be- 
longs to  the  country,  and  the  queen  has  separate 
collections  for  use  at  Balmoral  and  at  Osborne, 
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THE        ARGONAUT. 


August  20,  1894. 


THE    FAITHFUL    NEWFOUNDLAND. 


A  Tale  of  the  Bathing  Beach. 


Bates  was  always  ridiculous  about  his  dog, 
which  we  call  a  Newfoundland  to  oblige  his  master, 
but  whose  real  name  is  mongrel.  Bates  is  quite 
blind  to  Ajax's  eccentricities  ;  the  focus  of  his 
vision  is  out  of  gear  with  respect  to  that  animal 
and  his  attributes.  He  has,  for  instance,  a  great 
idea  of  Ajax's  valor.  He  thinks,  too,  that  there 
never  was  a  dog  whose  manner  of  dealing  with 
cats  could  compare  for  a  moment  with  Ajax's  pretty 
ways  with  those  animals  ;  for  Bates  doesn't  want 
them  hurt,  he  says,  only  frightened.  Ajax's  way  is 
a  trifle  different  to  that  of  some  dogs,  and  there- 
fore I  will  just  mention  what  I  have  seen  with  my 
own  eyes  of  his  method  of  chasing  the  cats  and 
giving  them  that  salutary  shock  to  the  system, 
which  is  all  Bates  wants.  I  entered  Bates's  house 
one  morning,  thinking  of  nothing  less  than  of  the 
dog  and  his  doings,  when  a  scuffling  noise  at  the 
stairs  attracted  my  attention.  Then  I  realized 
that  this  was  Ajax  giving  a  cat — the  cat  of  the 
house  —  a  shock  to  its  system  ;  and  this  was 
how  he  did  it.  When  I  looked  up,  Ajax  was 
in  the  act  of  tearing  madly  upstairs  with  the 
cat  after  him — Ajax  yelping,  the  cat  grimly  in- 
tent upon  the  business  of  the  moment,  and  sternly 
silent  save  for  spitting  ;  Ajax's  tail  pinched  in  terror 
between  his  hind-legs,  the  cat's  caudal  appendage 
waved  high  over  her  back,  as  in  triumph.  A  mo- 
ment later  the  pair  reappeared,  still  in  the  same 
order — Ajax  leading  and  coming  down  those  stairs 
mighty  fast,  but  pussy  slightly  gaining.  Out  of  the 
front  door  they  disappeared,  and  when  Ajax  re- 
turned to  the  house  a  few  minutes  later,  he  wore 
the  air  of  one  who  has  been  chastened  and  cor- 
rected and  has  made  certain  good  resolutions  for 
the  future.  And  that  is  Ajax's  way  of  giving  cats 
shocks.  He  has  hated  me  more  than  ever  since 
that  morning,  for  he  knows  that  I  witnesed  his  dis- 
comfiture and  made  a  note  of  it. 

One  advantage,  however,  there  is  for  those  who, 
like  me,  are  unfortunate  enough  to  have  earned  the 
disfavor  of  Ajax,  namely,  exemption  from  rescue. 
Ajax  never  rescues  me,  I  am  thankful  to  say.  I 
am  the  only  person  of  his  acquaintance  who  is  thus 
exempted,  however,  from  his  attentions.  Ajax 
would  rather  I  drowned  than  not  ;  and  it  is  to' this 
simple  fact  alone  that  I  am  indebted  for  my  im- 
munity. As  for  poor  Bates,  the  gallantry  of  Ajax 
is  the  plague  of  his  life.  We  were  at  the  seaside 
together  last  summer — Bates  and  I — and  Ajax 
came  with  us.  The  first  time  that  we  went  to  bathe 
off  the  rocks,  we  took  the  dog  with  us  to  look  after 
our  clothes.  Ajax  showed  considerable  excitement 
as  we  stripped  and  went  into  the  water  ;  he  stood 
at  the  edge  of  his  rock  and  barked,  without  at- 
tempting to  follow.  When,  presently,  Bates  turned 
over  on  his  back,  however,  and  tried  to  float  (I  was 
teaching  him  this  elegant  accomplishment  at  the 
time),  Ajax  could  stand  it  no  longer  ;  he  gave  a  de- 
spairing whine  and  a  short  bark,  and  plunged  in. 
Bates  was  too  intent  upon  his  floating  to  notice  the 
dog,  and  I  was  too  busy  teaching  Bates. 

"That's  right,  old  chap,"  I  said;  "keep  your 
chin  well  up  and  your  head  back,  and  you  can't 
sink  if  you  wish  to  !  "  Just  at  that  moment,  Bates, 
who  was  really  making  wonderful  progress  with  his 
floating,  opened  his  mouth,  and,  in  order  to  demon- 
strate the  falsity  of  my  statement,  sank.  One  of 
Bates's  legs  went  up  into  the  air,  and  the  other  end 
of  my  friend  went  to  the  bottom.  At  the  same 
instant,  Ajax  arrived  upon  the  scene.  With  a  yelp 
and  a  quick  glance  at  me,  which  said,  plainer  than 
words,  "  This  is  your  doing — I  knew  you  were  a 
villain,  I  said  so  all  along — we'll  talk  about  this 
afterward,"  Ajax  went  below  after  his  master.  A 
moment  later  Bates's  legs  reappeared,  kicking  vio- 
lently, and  the  lower  end  of  the  dog  reappeared,  aV~i, 
while  his  head  remained  below.  I  could  see  by  the 
working  of  his  spina!  column  that  Ajax  was  tugging 
violently  at  something  or  other,  and  this  proved 
presently  to  be  the  half-drowned,  most  indignant 
Bates,  who  rose  to  the  surface  with  his  arm  in 
Ajax's  mouth  and  using  language  which  I  really 
did  not  think,  up  to  this  moment,  he  was  acquainted 
with.  Ajax  swam  barking  round  Bates  in  a  state 
of  triumphant  delight,  which  the  frantic  language 
of  Bates  did  not  for  a  moment  discourage.  Bates 
could  float  no  more  that  day,  for  Ajax  wouldn't 
hear  of  it.  As  soon  as  Bates  made  as  though  he 
would  lie  down  on  his  back,  Ajax  was  upon  him  in 
a  moment,  I  believe  he  thought  it  was  a  case  of 
attempted  suicide.  Eventually  we  were  obliged  to 
give  up  our  floating  practice,  and  return  to  dry 
land,  Ajax  swimming  alongside  of  us  ;  and  when 
we  had  all  three  scrambled  out,  he  thoughtfully 
stood  between  our  two  piles  of  clothes,  in  order 
that  there  should  be  no  ground  for  jealousy,  and 
shook  himself  with  charming  impartiality  over  both 
lots. 

After  this,  Bates  tried  leaving  Ajax  behind  when 
we  went  to  bathe  ;  but  the  dog  generally  contrived 
to  escape  and  follow  us,  so  that  no  sooner  was 
Bates  floating  steadily,  than  up  to  the  shore  would 
rush  Ajax,  and  into  the  water  would  that  mongrel 
dash,  and  down  would  go  Bates's  head  and  up 
would  go  Bates's  heels.  Indeed,  Bates  became  so 
nervous  about  it  that  whenever  I  felt  as  though  a 
noccnt  mirth  would  do  me  good,  all  I  had  to 
-    to  say  to  the  floating  Bates  :  "  Hallo,  here's 


Ajax  !  "  and  Bates  would  instantly  drown  to  order. 

The  ladies — Bates's  mother  and  sisters — were 
greatly  touched  by  the  account  we  gave  of  Ajax's 
devotion  to  his  master,  and  said  they  would  love  to 
take  him  down  to  the  beach  one  day  "  to  see  what 
he  would  do." 

Well,  they  did  take  him.  And  they  saw  what  he 
would  do.     This  is  what  Ajax  did. 

First  of  all,  Ajax  sprang  into  the  surf  because  a 
child  was  bathing  within  his  line  of  vision,  jump- 
ing about  in  some  nine  inches  of  water  and  enjoying 
itself  amazingly,  quite  unaware  of  the  fact  that  it  was 
doing  an  extremely  dangerous  thing.  Ajax,  how- 
ever, was  perfectly  alive  to  the  poor  child's  danger  ; 
he  rescued  it — half-drowning  it  in  the  process — and 
left  it  kicking  and  screaming  on  the  sand.  Then, 
with  the  remains  of  the  child's  bathing-gown  still 
in  his  mouth,  Ajax  flew  to  the  rescue  of  some  of 
the  other  ladies  and  children,  of  whom  there  were 
numbers  still  in  the  water.  All  these  he  would 
have  rescued,  but  many  of  them  escaped  into  their 
bath-houses  before  their  turns  came  to  be  saved, 
and  by  this  time  every  bath-house  in  the  row  had 
its  head  or  its  two  or  three  heads  peeping  out  from 
its  half-closed  door,  and  its  infuriated  chorus  of 
voices  discussing  the  situation  and  the  state  of  the 
law  regarding  the  owners  of  dogs  which  insist  upon 
rescuing  inoffensive  people  "willy-nilly." 

As  for  Bates's  mother  and  sisters,  they  never  had 
a  bathe  at  all.  Ajax  wouldn't  have  it.  Whenever 
they  attempted  to  descend  the  steps  in  order  to 
enter  the  water,  Ajax  was  there  to  frustrate  their 
intentions.  He  stood  in  the  shallow  water  and 
rushed  barking  up  the  steps  so  soon  as  any  one 
tried  to  come  down.  He  showed  them,  without 
the  possibility  of  mistake,  that  they  would  be  res- 
cued at  once  ;  so  they  gave  it  up. — To-Day. 


A  Zealous  Servant. 
A  superior  officer  of  the  Beune  garrison  was, 
some  time  ago,  the  hero  of  a  most  amusing  ad- 
venture. Colonel  Masse1  had  received  from  Mme. 
Voisin  an  invitation  to  dinner  ;  but  on  the  day  ap- 
pointed, and  just  as  he  was  about  to  start,  he  was 
seized  with  a  violent  attack  of  neuralgia,  and  de- 
cided to  forego  the  pleasure  in  store  for  him.  The 
colonel  wrote  a  letter  of  apology,  called  his  orderly, 
and  said  : 

"  Guy,  you  will  give  this  letter  to  Mme.  Voisin, 
and  then  go  and  fetch  me  my  dinner." 

Here  the  plot  commences.  Guy  set  off,  after 
carefully  secreting  the  letter  in  his  breast-pocket 
along  with  his  tobacco-pouch.  He  arrived  at  Mme. 
Voisin's,  delivered  his  message,  and  stood  as  rigid 
as  a  statue.  The  lady  of  the  house  was  surprised, 
and  inquired  what  he  was  waiting  for.  Guy  replied: 
"  The  colonel  told  me  to  fetch  him  his  dinner." 
Mme.  Voisin  saw  the  man's  mistake,  gave  certain 
orders,  and  the  servants  handed  the  faithful  lines- 
man a  set  of  dishes  emitting  fragrant  odors.  More- 
over, Mme.  Voisin  slipped  a  half-bottle  of  cham- 
pagne into  the  soldier's  pocket,  and  said  : 

"  You  will  serve  this  to  the  colonel  at  dessert." 
Guy  came  back,  and,  upon  my  word,  the  res- 
taurant seemed  to  have  provided  such  a  host  of 
good  things,  that  the  colonel  got  up  and  took  his 
seat  at  the  table.  Over  the  soup  he  slowly  began 
to  recover  his  appetite,  to  his  no  small  surprise. 
The  side-dishes  made  him  quite  ravenous  ;  with  the 
entries  his  pain  disappeared  ;  he  was  stupefied  at 
the  roast  meat,  and  dumfounded  at  the  game,  and 
still  his  wonder  grew  at  the  marvelous  dishes  sup- 
plied by  his  chop-house  keeper.  At  the  dessert, 
the  orderly,  obeying  his  instructions,  set  the  bottle 
of  champagne  on  the  table.  He  was  asked  for  an 
explanation,  when  everything  came  out.  The 
colonel,  in  despair,  thought  the  matter  over,  and 
then  gave  his  orderly  ten  francs,  telling  him  to  buy 
a  bunch  of  flowers  and  present  it  from  him  to 
Mme.  Voisin.  Then  our  colonel,  satisfied  that  he 
had  done  his  best  under  the  trying  circumstances, 
settled  down  in  an  easy  chair  and  composed  him- 
self to  sleep.  An  hour  and  a  half  later  the  door 
opened,  and  Guy  walked  in  and  gravely  deposited 
two  five-franc  pieces  on  the  table.  The  colonel 
questioned  him  with  some  anxiety. 

"  The  lady  paid  for  the  flowers,"  said  the  honest 
warrior,  apparently  well  pleased  with  the  general 
turn  of  affairs. 

Mme.  Voisin,  on  receiving  the  bouquet,  had 
given  the  soldier  five  francs  by  way  of  a  tip,  on  re- 
ceiving which  the  latter  simply  replied  :  , 

"  It  isn't  five  francs,  please  ma'am,  it  is  ten 
francs." 

Colonel  Masse"  was  confined  to  his  bed  for  three 
days,  to  the  great  alarm  of  the  whole  of  the  garri- 
son staff. — Le  Progris  Illustri, 


An  Old  Story  Revived. 
The  French  account  of  Adam's  fall  :  Monsieur 
Adam,  he  vake  up; — he  sees  une  belle  demoiselle 
aslip  in  ze  garden.  Voila  de  la  chance!  "Bon 
jour,  Madame  Iv,"  Madame  Iv,  she  vake;  she 
hole  her  fan  before  to  her  face.  Adam  put  on  his 
eyeglass  to  admire  ze  tableaux,  and  zey  make  von 
promenade.  Madame  Iv,  she  feel  hungry.  She 
sees  appel  on  ze  arbre.  Serpent  se  promene  sur 
l'arbre — make  one  walk  on  ze  tree.  "  Monsieur  le 
Serpent,"  say  Iv,  "  vfll  vous  not  have  ze  bonu*  to 
peek  me  some  appel  ?  j'ai  faim."  "  Certainement, 
Madame  Iv,  charms  de  vous  voir."  "  Hola, 
mon  ami,  ar-r-retez,  vous!"  says   Adam;  "slop! 


stop  !  que  songez  vous  faire  ?  Was  madness 
is  zees  ?  You  must  not  pick  ze  appel ! "  Ze 
snake,  he  take  one  pinch  of  shnuff,  he  say  : 
"  Au,  Monsieur  Adam,  do  you  not  know  how  zere 
is  nossing  proheebet  ze  ladies?  Madame  Iv,  per- 
mit me  to  offer  you  some  of  zeese  fruit  defendu — 
zeese  forbidden  fruit."  Iv,  she  make  one  courtesy 
— ze  snake,  he  fill  her  parasol  wiz  ze  appel.  He 
says:  "  Eritis  sicut  Deus,  Monsieur  Adam,  he 
will  eat  ze  appel,  he  will  become  like  one  Dieu ;  know 
ze  good  and  ze  evell — but  you,  Madame  Iv,  can  not 
become  more  of  a  goddess  zan  you  are  now."  An' 
zat  feenish  Madame  Iv. — Memoirs  of  Methusaleh. 


Cruelly  Surprised. 

When  the  gentleman  at  the  desk  had  attended  to 
the  cases  of  various  applicants,  he  turned  to  a 
pleasant- faced,  well-dressed  man  who  was  patiently 
awaiting  his  chance  to  get  in. 

"  Well,"  he  said  to  him,  with  a  smile,  "  what  can 
I  do  for  you  to-day  ?  " 

"  Nothing,"  was  the  quiet  response. 

"Ah,  that's  pleasant;  everybody  seems  to  want 
some  sort  of  a  favor.  Come  in  and  sit  down  ;  you 
are  a  relief." 

The  pleasant- faced  man  bowed  and  accepted  the 
invitation.  "  On  the  other  hand,"  he  said,  when  he 
was  comfortably  fixed,  "  I  want  to  give  you  some- 
thing." 

"  That's  nicer  than  ever,"  smiled  the  host ;  "  I've 
heard  that  it  was  better  to  give  than  to  receive  ; 
but  I've  never  had  much  chance  to  try  both." 

The  visitor  took  a  book  out  of  his  pocket. 

"  I  want  to  give  you,"  he  said,  bowing  again, 
"an  opportunity  to  put  your  name  down  for  the 
finest  work  ever  sent  out  by  any  publishing  firm 

in "      But    he   never  finished  the   sentence. — 

Detroit  Free  Press. 


THE    TUNEFUL    LIAR. 


The  Crucial  Moment. 
Within  the  hammock's  net  she  swung, 

So  graceful  and  so  fair  ! 
Her  arms  above  her  head  were  flung. 

Lovely  beyond  compare. 

He  sat  beside  her  for  a  while, 

Enchanted  by  her  grace, 
Till  finally  a  blush  and  smile 

He  saw  upon  her  face. 

And  then  he  heard  her  softly  say, 
First  looking  all  about : 
'  Now,  please,  Tom,  turn  your  head  away, 
I'm  going  to  get  out ! " 

— Somervili  E  Jo  u  rttal. 


The  Bather. 
She  trips  and  gambols  merrily 

Along  the  grim  Old  Ocean's  shore, 
With  nothing  on  her  mind,  forsooth, 

And  on  her  person  little  more. — Puck. 

Foiled  Again. 
'*  Where  are  you  going,  my  pretty  maid  ?  " 

"  Digging  for  clams,  kind  sir,"  she  said. 
"  Can  I  go  with  you,  my  pretty  maid?" 

"  But  you're  already  dug,"  she  said. — Puck. 


? 
On  a  bicycle  built  for  two  they  wheeled, 

Sister  Sue  and  her  Cousin  Dan, 
And  they  bowled  along  with  the  truth  concealed — 
Which  was  the  girl  and  which  the  man? 

— Vogue. 

Following  Nature. 
The  day  is  done,  the  twilight  steals  around 

This  lonely  waste  of  rock  and  sea-girt  shore ; 
I  follow  nature  with  its  truths  profound  ; 
My  arm  steals  round  the  waist  of  Leouore. 

— Washington  Capitol. 


On  the  Common. 
She  stood  on   Boston  Common,   and  her  attitude  was 

grand, 
While  the  strains  of  Wagner's  choicest  flowed  from  the 

Cadet  Band  ; 
Her  face  and  form  were  faultless,  and  unto  my  soul  it 

seemed 
The   music   held   her    spell-bound,   while   the   master's 

dream  she  dreamed. 

Just  then  her  chum  espied  her,  and  when  those  fairies 
met, 

The  words  which  froze   my  romance   1   ne'er  can  quite 
forget ; 

She,  whom  I'd  placed  so  high  in  art,  unto  her  friend  did 
say: 
'  I  wish  they'd  git  threw  tunin'  up  an'  tackle  '  Boom-de- 
ay.'  " — Boston  Courier. 


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THE 


ARG  ON  AUT. 


13 


STORYETTES. 


Grave  and  Gay,  Epigrammatic  and  Otherwise. 


A  student  at  a  medical  college  was  under  exam- 
ination. The  instructor  asked  him  :  "  Of  what 
cause,  specifically,  did  the  people  die  who  lost  their 
lives  at  the  destruction  of  Herculaneum  and  Pom- 
peii?" "I  think  they  died  of  an  eruption,  sir," 
answered  the  student. 

The  October  brew  of  home-made  beer  was  the 
celebrated  one  in  Bucks,  and  the  farmer  made  it  of 
sufficient  strength  by  means  of  eight  bushels  of 
malt  to  the  hogshead  of  fifty-four  imperial  gallons. 
Once,  in  an  outlying  village  in  Bucks,  the  rector 
on  a  certain  Sunday  gave  out  as  the  text, 
"  First  Hebrews,  9  and  10."  Whereupon  an  old- 
fashioned  farmer,  renowned  for  his  good  tap,  called 
out:  "And  a  very  pretty  tipple,  too.  I  brews 
eight ! " 

A  volunteer  sham-fight  took  place  recently  in 
England.  During  the  retreat,  a  Scotch  volunteer, 
in  scrambling  through  some  bushes,  stuck  fast  in  a 
hedge.  One  of  the  advancing  foe,  seeing  the  situ- 
ation, for  a  joke  came  toward  the  unfortunate  vol- 
unteer at  full  charge,  with  his  bayonet  fixed  and  a 
ferocious  look  on  his  face.  The  poor  fellow  in  the 
hedge,  seeing  the  threatening  aspect  of  affairs, 
bawled  out  at  the  top  of  his  voice  :  "  Haud  on,  you 
idiot ;  dinna  you  ken  it's  only  in  fun  ?  " 

Ben  Jonson  had  a  notable  dispute  with  Sylvester 
as  to  who  should  most  quickly  turn  the  best  coup- 
let.    The  latter  spoke  first  and  made  a  rhyme  : 
"  I,  Sylvester, 
Kiss'd  your  sister." 
To  him,  instantly,  rare  Ben,  as  follows  : 
"  I,  Ben  Jonson, 
Kiss'd  your  wife." 
"  Nay,  Ben,  but  that's  not  rhyme,"  complained 
Sylvester.      "No,"  said  Jonson,   "but  it's  true!" 
and  doubtless  the  jolly  company  laughed. 


A  lawyer  by  the  name  of  Mayne,  who  was  a 
highly  respected  but  decidedly  heavy  person,  had 
risen  to  a  judgeship,  while  Jeffrey  Keller,  who  had 
entered  on  his  legal  career  at  about  the  same  time 
with  Mayne,  but  was  more  noted  as  a  wit  than  as  a 
lawyer,  was  still  much  in  want  of  clients  and  fees. 
The  latter  was  in  a  court-room  one  day,  when  Mayne 
was  solemnly  presiding,  and  he  turned  to  a  friend, 
who  sat  beside  him,  and  plucked  at  his  sleeve. 
"  Se.e  there  !  "  he  whispered  ;  "  there  sits  Mayne, 
risen  by  his  gravity,  and  here  sits  Keller,  sunk  by 
his  levity.  What  would  Sir  Isaac  Newton  say  to 
that,  I'd  like  to  know?" 


At  one  of  Rossini's  weekly  "  at  homes,"  a  girl  of 
about  eighteen,  comely  enough,  though  showing  an 
inclination  toward  embonpoint,  was  asked  to  sing  by 
the  master.  The  young  beauty  finished  her  grand 
air,  and,  though  there  was  not  much  to  praise, 
Mme.  Alboni,  always  kind  and  encouraging,  said  to 
her:  "Bravo,  child,  go  on,  and  you  will  one  day 
take  in  the  world  as  great  a  place  as  myself." 
"Surely,"  said  th,e  girl,  rather  impertinently,  "I 
never  doubted  it."  "Indeed,"  answered  Alboni, 
"  and  you  are  not  afraid?  But  you  do  not  know 
how  encumbering  it  is,  my  dear,  and  if  1  were  you, 
I  should  avoid  all  farinaceous  food." 


A  young  man,  who  looked  every  inch  the  bride- 
groom, stood  in  the  rotunda  of  the  Great  Northern 
the  other  day  (says  the  Chicago  Times),  telling  a 
friend  of  the  manner  of  his  proposal  to  his  bride. 
She  had  known  of  his  wild  ways  and  fondly  hoped 
to  reform  him  through  marriage.  "After  I  had 
popped  the  question  and  she  had  accepted  me,"  he 
said,  "  I  at  once  began  to  talk  about  the  wedding. 
'  We  will  go  away  somewhere  by  ourselves,  my 
dear,'  I  said  ;  'there  will  be  no  flourish,  no  cards, 
no  ceremony ' — here  she  interrupted  me,  and,  with 
a  dignified  sweep  of  her  arm,  declared:  'Mr. 
,  I  shall  certainly  insist  upon  a  ceremony.'" 


A  short  time  ago  (says  the  Courier- Journal)  a 
young  lady  was  troubled  with  a  boil  on  her  knee 
which  grew  so  bad  that  she  thought  it  necessary  to 
call  in  a  physician.  She  had  formed  a  dislike  for 
the  family  physician,  so  her  father  suggested  sev- 
eral others,  and  finally  said  that  he  would  call  in 
the  physician  with  the  homoeopathic  case,  who 
passed  the  house  every  day.  They  kept  a  sharp 
lookout  for  him,  and  when  he  came  along  he  was 
called  in.  The  young  lady  modestly  showed  him 
the  disabled  member.  The  little  man  looked  at  it 
and  said:  "Why,  that's  pretty  bad."  "Well," 
she  said,  "what  must  I  do?"  "If  I  were  you," 
he  answered,  "  I  would  send  for  a  physician.  I  am 
a  piano-tuner." 

There  lived  in  the  vicinity  of  Bergerac  a  parish 
priest  whose  parishioners  decided  upon  getting  up 
a  subscription  to  present  him  with  a  cask  of  wine. 
One  supplied  the  cask,  and  each  of  the  rest  came 
and  poured  in  two  litres  of  the  produce  of  his 
vineyard.  One  day  our  curi  invited  some  of  the 
subscribers  to  dinner,  in  order  to  taste  the  beverage 
which  formed  a  compound  of  all  the  wines  grown 
in  the  district.     The  servant  went  to  turn  the  tap, 


and  came  back  with  a  decanter  full  of  water  in  her 
hand.  "Whatever  is  that?"  was  the  general  cry. 
"  This  is  the  wine  out  of  the  barrel."  His  reverence 
could  not  make  it  out ;  it  was  altogether  puzzling. 
The  guests  were  splitting  with  laughter.  Each  one 
had  thought  to  himself  that  the  presence  of  two 
litres  of  water  would  not  be  detected  in  a  butt  of 
wine  ;  but,  as  it  happened,  they  had  all  acted  on 
the  same  idea. 


One  of  our  neighbors,  an  unusually  learned 
clergyman  (writes  James  Payn),  was  much  given  to 
Greek  quotations.  I  was  learning  Greek  at  that  time, 
and  those  sonorous  lines  of  his,  to  which  the  ladies 
listened  with  reverent  awe,  irritated  me  extremely. 
One  of  them  asked  me  once,  in  a  hushed  whisper, 
the  translation  of  one  of  these  quotations.  I  gave 
her  to  understand,  with  an  opportune  blush,  that  it 
was  scarcely  meet  for  a  lady's  ear.  "Good  heav- 
ens!"  she  cried,    "you   don't   mean  to   say " 

"  Pray,  don't  quote  me  in  the  matter,"  I  put  in, 
pleadingly  ;  "but  I  really — no,  I  really  couldn't  tell 
you,"  which  was  quite  true.     She  went  away  and 

told  all  her  lady  friends  that  Mr.  C indulged  in 

quotations  which  were  not  such  as  could  be  trans- 
lated to  modest  ears.  It  injured  his  character  for  a 
long  time,  but  cured  him  of  a  very  bad  habit.  It 
was  my  first  appearance  in  the  r61e  of  a  public 
benefactor. 


The  following  affidavit  was  filed  in  court  of 
common  pleas  in  Dublin  in  1822  :  "And  this  de- 
ponent further  saith,  that  on  arriving  at  the  house 
of  the  said  defendant,  situate  in  the  County  of 
Galway  aforesaid,  for  the  purpose  of  personally 
serving  him  with  the  said  writ,  he,  the  said  de- 
ponent, knocked  three  several  times  at  the  outer, 
commonly  called  the  hall  door,  but  could  not  ob- 
tain admittance  ;  whereupon  this  deponent  was 
proceeding  to  knock  a  fourth  time,  when  a  man, 
to  this  deponent  unknown,  holding  in  his  hands  a 
musket  or  blunderbuss,  loaded  with  balls  or  slugs, 
as  this  deponent  has  since  heard  and  verily  be- 
lieves, appeared  at  one  of  the  upper  windows  of 
the  said  house,  and  presenting  said  musket  or 
blunderbuss  at  this  deponent,  threatened  '  that  if 
said  deponent  did  not  instantly  retire,  he  would 
send  his  (the  deponent's)  soul  to  hell,'  which  this 
deponent  verily  believes  he  would  have  done,  had  not 
this  deponent  precipitately  escaped." 


Sir  Francis  Johnson,  Chief-Justice  of  the  Su- 
perior Court  of  Province  of  Quebec,  on  one  of  his 
circuits  in  the  Eastern  townships  during  the  winter, 
put  up  at  a  country  hotel.  The  night  was  bitterly 
cold,  and  the  hotel  proprietor  was  not  extravagant 
in  his  fuel  supply  or  in  the  weight  of  his  blankets. 
The  judge  put  over  his  bed-coverings  his  heavy 
coat  and  other  clothes  ;  still  the  wind  and  arctic 
frost  became  colder  and  colder,  and  sleep  he  found 
impossible.  It  was  after  midnight,  and  no  one 
round  to  make  a  fire.  The  judge  arose,  and,  put- 
ting on  his  slippers  and  dressing-gown,  went  into 
the  passage  and  shouted  with  all  his  power  :  "  Fire, 
fire,  fire."  In  a  few  seconds  the  whole  of  the 
hotel  was  aroused,  and  each  frightened  one  in- 
quiring where  it  was.  Then  came  the  proprietor. 
Panting  and  scared,  he  ran  for  the  judge  and 
screamed  out  :  "  Where  is  the  fire,  where  is  it?" 
The  judge,  with  a  merry  twinkle  in  his  eye,  re- 
plied :  "  That's  what  I  am  trying  to  find."  A  good 
fire  was  at  once  made  in  the  hall,  and  the  rest  'of 
the  night  was  passed  in  comfort. 


Once,  during  the  school-days  of  the  new  Presi- 
dent of  the  French  Republic,  his  professor  in 
geography  asked  him  :  "  Perier,  give  us  the  exact 
position  and  indicate  the  latitude  of  the  Gambier 
group."  Casimir- Perier  crossed  his  arms  tightly 
upon  his  chest,  looking  very  perplexed.  One  of 
his  neighbors  whispered  to  him  a  wrong  answer  ; 
whereupon  the  professor  gave  him  the  exact  posi- 
tion of  this  little  group,  which  belongs  to  the  more 
important  French  establishment  of  Tahiti,  and, 
after  a  short  pause,  and  with  a  little  point  of  irony, 
said  :  "  You  ought  to  know  that,  Perier,  because  it 
is  thanks  to  your  grandfather  that  France  acquired 
the  ascendency  in  these  parts  of  the  world  ;  it  was 
through  his  efforts  and  entreaties  that  the  dusky 
queen  of  these  islands  was  induced  to  come  to 
France  ;  and  the  men  of  my  generation  still  re- 
member the  comical  sqngs  which  celebrated  the 
event."  Perier  blushed  considerably  ;  but,  holding 
his  head  still  higher,  answered  the  professor  with 
his  quick  and  peculiar  diction  :  "  I  will  most  cer- 
tainly go  over  this  lesson  again  and  try  to  be  more 
proficient  at  the  next  lecture  ;  but,  so  far  as  the 
deeds  of  my  grandfather  go,  they  are  so  numerous 
that  I  am  not  old  enough  yet  to  know  them  all." 


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ARGONAUT. 


August  20,  1894. 


SOCIETY. 


The  Daggett-Cohen  Wedding. 
The  First  Unitarian  Church  in  Alameda  was  the 
scene  of  a  pretty  wedding  last  Wednesday  evening. 
The  bride  was  Miss  Edith  Cohen,  daughter  of 
Mrs.  E.  G.  Cohen,  of  Feraside,  Alameda,  and  the 
late  A.  A.  Cohen,  who  was  a  prominent  member 
of  the  San  Francisco  bar.  She  is  well  known  and 
very  popular  in  society  circles  on  both  sides  of  the 
bay.  The  groom  was  Dr.  William  G.  Daggett,  a 
young  physician  of  New  Haven,  Conn. 

The  church  was  handsomely  decorated  with 
bright-hued  flowers,  foliage,  and  potted  plants,  and 
was  filled  with  friends  of  the  young  couple.  The 
party  arrived  at  the  church  at  nine  o'clock  and,  to 
the  music  of  "  The  Bridal  Chorus  "  from  "  Lohen- 
grin," marched  to  the  chancel,  where  the  bride  was 
met  by  the  groom  and  his  best  man,  Mr.  Leonard 
Daggett,  of  New  Haven.  Miss  Florence  Coleman 
was  the  maid  of  honor,  and  the  bridesmaids  were 
Miss  Bertha  Thompson,  of  New  York,  Miss  Ethel 
Cohen,  Miss  Henrietta  Coleman,  and  Miss  Alice 
Gibbons.  The  ushers  were  Mr.  Augustin  Mac- 
Donald,  Mr.  Sam  Bell  McKee,  Mr.  Charles  Grant, 
Mr.  Redick  Dupew,  Mr.  Morton  Gibbons,  and  Mr. 
Arthur  Allen.  The  ceremony  was  performed  im- 
pressively by  Rev.  Horatio  Stebbins,  of  San  Fran- 
cisco. The  dresses  worn  by  the  young  ladies  are  de- 
scribed as  follows : 

The  bride  appeared  in  a  beautiful  robe  of  white  satin, 
made  with  a  long  court,  train,  and  trimmed  profusely  with 
Duchesse  lace  and  chiffon.  In  her  coiffure  was  a  spray 
of  orange-blossoms  holding  in  place  the  long  veil  of  white 
silU  moleine.     She  carried  a  bouquet  of  Bride  roses. 

The  maid  of  honor  was  attired  in  a  gown  of  white  silk, 
trimmed  with  chiffon  and  ribbons.  She  carried  a  cluster 
of  pink  roses. 

The  bridesmaids  wore  gowns  of  white  accordion  plait- 
ing over  pink  silk,  with  trimmings  of  pink  ribbons.  They 
carried  pink  roses. 

After  the  ceremony,  the  guests  proceeded  to  the 
home  of  the  bride's  mother,  where,  amid  beautiful 
decorations  and  with  music,  dancing,  and  feasting, 
the  evening  was  delightfully  passed.  Dr.  and  Mrs. 
Daggett  will  reside  in  New  Haven,  Conn. 


Notes  and  Gossip. 

Miss  Mary  Graham,  daughter  of  Colonel  Will- 
iam M.  Graham,  Fifth  Artillery,  U.  S.  A.,  will  be 
married  at  the  Presidio  on  Tuesday,  September 
4th,  to  Ensign  Guy  H.  Burrage,  U.  S.  N.,  of  the 
Monterey. 

The  engagement  is  announced  of  Miss  Edith 
Forbes,  daughter  of  Mrs.  Alexander  Forbes,  and 
Mr.  Edgar  A.  Nearne,  of  England.  The  wedding 
will  take  place  on  September  5th. 

The  wedding  of  Miss  Alice  Kinne,  daughter  of 
Mr.  and  Mrs.  C.  Mason  Kinne,  and  Dr.  Clark 
James  Burnham  will  take  place  at  noon  next  Tues- 
day at  St.  Luke's  Church. 


The  Country  Club  Outing. 
The  outing  that  is  to  b«  given  at  Del  Monte  next 
Thursday,  Friday,  Saturday,  and  Sunday  under  the 
combined  auspices  of  the  Country  Club  and  the 
Burlingame  Club  will  undoubtedly  be  a  most  de- 
lightful  affair.  There  are  many  society  people 
there  now,  and  every  day  next  week  will  witness 
new  arrivals  at  the  hotel.  A  special  train  will  leave 
Third  and  Townsend  Streets  next  Thursday  after- 
noon and  will  make  extra  time.  The  following  is 
the  programme  that  has  been  arranged  : 

Thursday  evening.  9  o'clock — Meeting  of  Shooting 
team  to  arrange  sides  for  a  match  between  the  "Reds" 
and  the  "  Blues." 

Friday  afternoon,  2  o'clock — Races;  pony-racing  and 
steeple-chasing  under  the  auspices  of  the  Country  and 
Burlingame  Clubs. 

Friday  evening,  o  o'clock — Concert. 

Saturday  morning,  9  o'clock — Club  shoot  for  prizes. 

Saturday   afternoon,   1   o'clock — Lunch    "Under   the 
Greenwood  Tree  "  at  shooting-grounds. 
■  Saturday  evening,  8:30  o'clock — Concert  by  the  Coun- 
try Club  Band. 

Saturday  evening,  10  o'clock — Ball  and  supper. 

Sunday  morning,  10  o'clock — Second  concert  by  Coun- 
try Club  Band. 

Sunday  evening,  9  o'clock — Fire-works  and  illumination 
of  lake ;  concert. 

The  members  of  the  committees  have  been  en- 
ergetic in  making  the  necessary  arrangements  for 
the  outing,  and  there  can  be  no  doubt  regarding  its 
success. 


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THE    BAYREUTH    FESTIVAL. 


The  tenth  Wagnerian  festival  at  Bayreuth,  given 
under  the  direction  of  the  composer's  widow,  Frau 
Cosima  Wagner,  began  on  July  20th,  with  a  per- 
formance of  "  Parsifal."  The  repertoire  for  the 
season  of  one  month  consists  of  five  representations 
of  "  Tannhauser,"  six  of  "  Lohengrin,"  and  eleven 
of  "  Parsifal,"  in  which  latter  Bayreuth  has  enjoyed 
exclusive  rights  for  eleven  years  and  will  enjoy  them 
for  eighteen  years  to  come,  when  the  copyright  on 
Wagner's  works  will  expire. 

The  judgment  of  German  and  Austrian  musical 
critics  is  something  of  a  surprise.  Their  tone  has 
been  absolutely  denunciatory.  The  Norddeutscke 
AUgemeine  Y.eitung  prints  a  formal  denunciation  of 
the  management,  whose  artistic  abilities  are  re- 
garded by  its  Bayreuth  correspondent  as  little 
above  zero.  "  The  Bayreuth  festival  may  continue 
to  exist,"  he  says,  "  as  a  place  of  amusement  for 
splenetic  Englishmen  and  rich  Americans,  but  it 
has  ceased  already  to  exist  as  the  Mecca  of  the 
lovers  of  the  master's  art."  The  Vienna  Fremden- 
blait  says  :  "  No  amount  of  advertising  can  restore 
the  Bayreuth  performances  to  the  standard  from 
which  they  have  fallen.  One  of  Wagner's  friends 
has  written  to  us  that  Frau  Cosima  has  committed 
sacrilege  against  the  master's  memory  by  the  style 
in  which  she  allows  his  masterpieces  to  be  per- 
formed." 

The  reasons  for  this  state  of  affairs  are  admirably 
marshaled  by  the  noted  musical  critic,  Dr.  E. 
Irenteus  Stevenson,  in  an  article  in  Harper's  Weekly. 
Of  the  artists,  the  programme,  and  the  production, 
Dr.  Stevenson  says  : 

"  The  tenth  festival,  however,  which  has  now  reached  a 
point  of  progress  at  which  its  general  effect  can  be  fairly 
estimated,  appears  to  be  extraordinarily  unfavorable  to 
Bayreuth 's  happy  outlook ;  much  in  the  same  degree  as 
has  been  the  aspect  of  several  recent  ones,  but  exagger- 
ated under  influences  which  Mrs.  Cosima  Wagner  must  be 
taken  to  uphold  and  to  represent.  Once  more  have  artists 
been  selected  emphatically  inefficient.  The  successive 
casts  have  presented  singers  whose  claim  to  appear  as 
representative  exponents  of  Wagner,  before  such  audi- 
ences and  under  such  auspices,  is  to  be  rejected.  In  fact, 
in  overlooking  the  group,  the  American  musician,  who 
keeps  a  sharp  eye  on  the  various  corps  of  artists  in  the 
main  opera-bouses  of ,  Germany  and  Austria,  wonders 
much  how  and  why  Mr.  So-and-So  or  Miss  or  Mrs.  Such- 
a-One  should  be  invited  to  take  any  prominent  part  at 
Bayreuth.  With  due  allowance  for  the  departure  and 
dispersion  of  the  old  guard  of  Wagnerian  artists — some 
of  them  by  no  means  prompt  to  surrender,  even  when 
vocaUy  and  physically  /tors  de  combat — singers  that  one 
would  look  to  find  in  Bayreuth  casts  for  the  present  sea- 
son are  conspicuously  absent,  and  their  places  are  ill  sup- 
plied. It  is  a  detail  of  some  significance  that  an  American 
soprano,  a  lady  who  is  a  most  valuable  and  highly  accom- 
plished addition  to  any  Italian  opera  company,  but  one 
in  no  sense  identified  with  the  German,  much  less  with 
the  Wagnerian  stage,  nor  eminently  successful  in  any 
Wagnerian  role,  is  a  distinct  star  and  protegee  of  Mme. 
Wagner.  So  admirable  a  German  dramatic  soprano — for 
example,  when  singing  Isolde — as  Mrs.  Rosa  Sucher  has 
been  relatively  unsuccessful  as  Kundry.  As  to  the  reper- 
tory, what  with  the  well-worn  '  Lohengrin  '  as  a  novelty 
(at  Bayreuth)  in  slender  supplement  to  '  Tannhauser,' 
which  was  not  a  success  last  year,  and,  of  course,  *  Par- 
sifal'  as  a  third  member,  the  selection  for  1894  can  not 
be  reckoned  wise  or  specially  tempting,  except  to  the 
relatively  less  cultivated  Wagnerian.  The  changed 
mounting  of  '  Lohengrin,'  by  which  its  archaeological 
and  historic  dress  is  made  that  of  an  earlier  period  of 
German  history,  where  its  action  belongs,  was  interest- 
ing, but,  on  the  whole,  has  proved  ineffective  ;  and,  more- 
over, the  close  and  now  very  bitter  rivalry  between  the 
Bayreuth  Festival  and  the  Royal  Opera  of  Munich  has 
seen  Munich — that  Wagner  stronghold — slyly  anticipat- 
ing such  a  device  several  weeks  ago,  with  much  crimina- 
tion and  recrimination  between  Eayreuth  and  Munich  in 
consequence.  The  orchestra  has  lacked  the  direction  of 
one  of  the  three  leaders  identified  with  past  successes  of 
that  important  element  of  the  performances,  and  the 
debut  of  Richard  Strauss  as  conductor  this  time  of  Bay- 
reuth's  'Tannhauser'  has  disappointed  even  the  most 
friendly  proclaimers  of  the  abilities  of  that  extraordinary 
young  Weimar  composer." 

Apropos  of  Mme.  Wagner's  announcement  that 
there  will  positively  be  an  interruption  of  the  festival 
for  at  least  two  years — which  he  thinks  likely  will  be 
rescinded — and  of  the  avowed  purpose  of  it,  the 
"  maturing  of  a  new  and  more  typical  group  of 
Wagnerian  artists,  he  says  : 

"Such  a  suggestion  touches  on  a  vital  cause  for  the 
present  unfavorable  aspect  of  the  once  authoritative  festi- 
val. The  period  seems  past  of  that  Wagnerian  Walhalla, 
that  circle  of  giants  m  their  traits  as  German  heroic  sing- 
ers, artists  intense  in  their  enthusiasm,  derived  at  first 
hand  for  Wagner's  works,  and  for  a  conception  of  the 
drama  in  music  which  at  the  time  was  new  and  over- 
whelming. Not  only  has  gone  over  to  the  majority  the 
whole  earliest  generation  of  Wagner's  chosen  interpreters, 
male  and  female.  Death  and  declining  powers  have  set 
aside  the  array  familiar  to  us  of  later  date.  Of  the  first 
festival  of  1876,  eighteen  years  ago,  Mme.  Amalia 
Materna  is  the  only  singer  still  on  the  stage  whose  right 
to  be  heard  is  not  quite  past.  The  rest,  one  by  one,  have 
dropped  out.  Their  successors,  according  to  kind  and 
degree,  are  duly  honored,  and  several  of  them  preserve 
the  traditions  of  their  predecessors  with  distinction,  but 
the  ideals  have  departed.  The  heroic  soprano,  the  heroic 
tenor,  is  a  rare  bird,  if  one  comes  to  deliberately  singing 
her  or  him  out  by  analysis  and  comparison.  Even  the 
more  lyric  r6les  of  'Tannhauser*  and  'Lohengrin'  and 
'  Parsifal '  suffer.  Of  course  there  is  a  glamour  over  the 
personality  and  career  of  all  singers  of  yester-year  that 
must  always  be  allowed  for  in  such  conclusions.  But 
with  that  admission,  the  outlook  for  the  Wagnerian  drama 
in  Germany  and  Austria  is  not  impressive." 

Another  factor  in  the  decline  of  the  Bayreuth 
festival  is  thus  noted  : 

"The  Wagner  opera,  the  Wagner  music-drama,  within 
a  decade  of  fifteen  years,  has  made  its  way  all  over  the 
world,  and  its  satisfactory  stock  interpretation  has  be- 
come general.  Bayreuth  would  have  to  be  blessed 
by  conditions  more  than  natural  to  cast  into  shade  a 
good  many  other  places  where  Wagner  is  well  sung  and 
well  done.  In  Germany,  Munich,  under  the  wary  and 
zealous  care  of  Intendant  Possart,  has  become  a  splen- 
didly brilliant  rival  of  Mme.  Wagner's  charge.  The 
'model'    Wagne:    performances    in   the    Munich    Opera 


each  summer  surpass  Bayreuth's  in  much.  New  York 
city,  a  few  years  ago,  was  so  lucky  as  to  have  represen- 
tations of  members  of  the  Wagnerian  repertory  that  were 
unsurpassably  fine  in  all  essentials.  The  Wagnerian 
school-master  has  long  been  abroad,  and  he  has  proved  a 
quick  traveler." 

Finally  Dr.  Stevenson  enumerates  another  factor 
in  the  downfall  of  this  "  sacred  festival  season,"  as 
Wagner  called  it — one  which  will  shock  the  Wag- 
nerian enthusiast,  but  which  is  none  the  less  to  be 
taken  into  account  : 

"A  musical  change  already  has  come.  The  world 
moves,  The  trend  of  music,  as  expressed  in  the  operatic 
form,  just  now  recognizes  frankly  and  sensibly  the 
great  principles  of  Wagner,  rather  than  Wagner's  in- 
tensely national  and,  so  to  say,  explosive,  expression  of 
them.  *  A  wind  from  the  Fronde  has  set  in."  The  new,  the 
on-comingCerman  singer  feels  it,  and  realizes  that  Wagner 
was  not  so  perfect,  so  transcendent,  so  final,  that  to  be  a 
Wagnerian  artist  is  the  be-all ;  to  serve  as  his  recognized 
spokeswoman  or  spokesman  on  the  Bayreuth  or  other 
stage  the  crowning  of  a  career.  Wagner  is  studied  care- 
fully, undertaken  with  noble  enthusiasm,  as  he  deserves 
to  be.  But  singers  of  German  Europe,  along  with  the 
broader  critics  of  Europe,  and  of  this  country,  and  other 
lands,  do  not  shut  their  eyes  to  the  idea  that  with  Wag- 
ner's colossal  scores  and  types  came  only  a  period,  an 
epoch,  an  episode  of  music.  From  this  we  are  already 
passing  away — taste  and  the  creative  gift  progressing  on- 
ward into  some  fresher  phase.  Its  strong  character  will 
be  not  a  little  due  to  Wagner's  majestic  influence,  but  it 
is  certain  to  be  an  art  expression  less  mannered,  less 
national,  more  simple,  in  closer  relation  to  musical 
essence,  and  less  the  result  of  individual  theory  and 
unique  genius." 

Of  the  material  aspects  of  things  in  Bayreuth. 
the  New  York  Sun's  correspondent  says  : 

"  For  the  habitual  pilgrim  to  this  musical  shrine,  there 
is  little  to  be  noted  that  is  different  from  former  years  ;  it 
is  the  same  old-fashioned  town,  with  its  recently  acquired 
electricity  and  its  lamentably  defective  drainage,  its  prim- 
itive restaurants  and  none  too  luxurious  lodgings.  The 
numerous  well-known  musical  personalities,  from  Frau 
Cosima  and  her  family  down  to  the  humbler  members  of 
the  chorus  and  orchestra,  are  to  be  seen  as  usual  walking 
or  driving  through  the  streets  at  all  hours  of  the  day, 
while  the  visitors  of  former  years  can  still  clearly  be  dis- 
tinguished from  those  who  are  here  for  the  first  time,  to 
whom  the  entire  experience  is  a  more  or  less  pleasing 
novelty.  The  difficulty  of  securing  seats  seems  as  great 
as  ever,  the  confusion  and  bustle  at  the  railway  station 
remain  what  they  were  ;  indeed,  but  for  a  few  unimport- 
ant changes,  by  way  of  improvement,  such  as  the  com- 
pletion of  the  new  post-office,  on  the  historical  spot  where 
formerly  Angermann's  tavern  stood,  the  opening  of  a  new 
restaurant  opposite  to  Wahnfried,  the  Wagnerian  home, 
as  the  branch  of  a  well-known  Berlin  establishment,  the 
decoration  by  flower-beds  of  the  approach  to  the  theatre 
— were  it  not  for  these  slight  alterations,  one  would  find 
little  to  mark  a  difference  between  the  Bayreuth  of  1894 
and  the  Bayreuth  of  1802." 

Finally,  from  the  Tribune's  correspondence  we 
take  the  following  random  notes  : 

"Hans  Richter  is  not  to  conduct  any  of  the  represen- 
tations. As  Levi  conducts  '  Parsifal,"  Mottl  '  Lohengrin,' 
and  Richard  Strauss  '  Tannhauser,'  there  is  apparently  no 
room  for  Richter. 

"Frau  Wagner  has  presented  to  Mme.  Nordica  a  costly 
fan,  supplementary  to  several  demonstrations  of  affection 
made  at  the  full  rehearsals.  On  one  occasion  she  threw 
her  arms  around  the  singer's  neck,  kissed  her  repeatedly, 
and  extolled  her  in  terms  of  extreme  admiration  in  an 
address  which  the  principals,  chorus,  and  orchestra  loudly 
applauded. 

"  The  number  of  Americans  in  attendance  is  unusually 
large. 

"Nordica  declines  for  the  present  to  make  any  en- 
gagements for  the  future.  Numerous  tempting  offers 
have  been  made  to  her,  but  none  will  be  accepted  until 
after  the  festival.  Walter  Camrosch  came  here  and 
offered  a  contract  for  his  season  of  German  Opera,  and 
Abbey  and  Grau  want  her  to  join  the  Metropolitan  Com- 
pany again.  Her  preference  is  doubtless  for  America, 
but  the  successful  bidder  will  be  required  to  pay  for  Bay- 
reuth prestige  and  offer  a  salary  very  near  the  New  York 
limit,  with  a  contract  amply  securing  her  prerogatives. 
There  will  be  no  utility  singing  next  season,  nothing  but 
satisfactory  managerial  pronouncement. 

"Twenty-six  days  were  devoted  to  general  rehearsal 
by  a  force  of  thirty-two  soloists,  orchestra  of  one  hun- 
dred and  eight,  chorus  of  one  hundred  and  twelve,  and 
the  ballet  of  sixty-two  in  '  Tannhauser.'  The  persons 
engaged  In  and  about  the  theatre  number  four  hundred." 


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paper.  While  we  do  not  claim  to  make  a  fine  writer  of  yon, 
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PIERSON  BROTHERS 

325  KEARNY  STBEET. 


ARGONAUT; 


EDURINC    THE; 

ICAMPAIGN  0M894S 

Until  the  close  of  the   campaign, 


and  up  to  December  1st,  the  Argo- 


naut   will    he    sent,    by    mail,    to 
any  person   subscribing  direct  to 


this    office,    for     ONE    DOLLAR. 


Recent  events,  both  in  this 


State  and  in  Congress,  have  given 
to  the  coming  political  campaign 
an  interest   unusual    in  so-called 


off-years. 


The    Democratic 


party  has  been  in  control  of  the 


National    Government    for    two 


years,  and  the  result  has  been  fi- 


nancial    depression     and     wide- 


spread disaster. 


That  party 


has  proved  its  utter  incapacity,  its 
lack  of  courage  to  carry  out  the 


pernicious  principles  it  advocates, 
and  its  inability  to  formulate  any 
better  plan  of  action.  The 

approaching  campaign  is  to  deter- 
mine whether  this  party  is  to  con- 
tinue in  power.  The  Argo- 
naut believes  that  the  success  of 


the  Republican  party  is  essential 


to  the  good  government  of  this 
republic. 


We  believe  in 


pro- 


tection   to    American    industries, 


and  reciprocity  with  non-compet- 


ing  countries. 


We   believe 


in  a  bimetallic  currency,  and  the 


free  use  of  gold   and    silver  for 
coinage,  and    that    every   dollar, 


whether  of  gold,  silver,  or  paper, 


shall  be  an  honest  dollar,  and  worth 


one  hundred  cents. 


We  be- 


lieve that  the  construction  of  the 
Nicaragua  Canal  should  be  en- 
couraged and  controlled   bv  this 


government. 


We     believe 


that      our       foreign      commerce 
should  be  extended,  the  building 


of   American    ships    encouraged, 
and  the  American  flae   restored 


to  its    former   position  upon  the 
high    seas.  We    believe   in 


the  entire  exclusion  of  the  Chi- 


nese from  our  soil. 


We  be- 


lieve in  the  restriction  of  natural- 


ization. 


We  believe  in  the 


present  restriction  of  all  foreign 
immigration,  and  the  ultimate 
exclusion  of  all  immigrants 
coming  in  competition  with  and 


tending     to    degrade    American 
labor.  Believing    that    the 


success  of  the  Republican  party 
will  best  subserve  all  these  ends, 
most    of  which    are    in    its    plat- 


form, the  Argonaut  will  do  its 
best  for  the  success  of  that  party 
in  the  coming  campaign  of  1894. 


August  20,  1894. 


THE 


ARGONAUT. 


16 


Movements  and  "Whereabouts. 
Annexed  will  be  found  a  resume"  of  movements  to 
and  from  this  city  and  coast,  and  of  the  whereabouts 
of  absent  Califomians : 

Mrs.  Phrebe  Hearst,  Mr.  William  R.  Hearst,  and  Mr. 
Joseph  Clark  left  for  the  East,  via  the  Oregon  express,  in 
a  private  car  last  week. 

Mr.  E.  H.  Power,  of  London,  a  cousin  of  Mrs.  John 
Hays  Hammond,  has  been  visiting  Mr.  W.  E.  Bourn  at 
his  villa  near  St.  Helena,  in  Napa  Valley. 

Mr.  Gaylord  Wflshire,  of  London,  formerly  of  this  city, 
has  been  here  for  a  few  days  on  a  visit. 

Mr.  Alexander  Hamilton  has  returned  from  a  two 
months*  visit  to  Eastern  waterine-places 

Count  Vladimir  d'Artsimovich,  the  resident  Russian 
Consul,  left  last  Saturday  for  Europe,  and  will  be  away 
about  five  months. 

Mr.  Charles  Page,  Mr.  Oscar  T.  Sewall,  and  Mr.  Harry 
Babcock  returned  last  week  from  a  six  weeks'  fishing  trip 
in  Oregon. 

Mrs.  James  Irvine,  Sr.,  Mr.  J.  W.  Byrne,  and  Mr.  Cal- 
laghan  Byrne  are  at  Santa  Monica. 

Mrs.  D.  D.  Colton  and  Mrs.  Henry  McLain  Martin 
have  returned  from  a  prolonged  visit  to  Europe. 

Miss  Jennie  Dunphy  and  her  ward.  Miss  Viola  Piercji 
will  soon  leave  to  pass  a  year  in  Europe. 

Baron  von  Balvaren  has  returned  to  the  city  after  pass- 
ing the  summer  at  San  Rafael. 

Mr.  Clement  Tobin.  Mr.  W.  H.  Taylor,  Jr.,  Mr.  H. 
N.  Stetson,  and  Mr.  W.  T.  Breeze  were  at  the  Hotel  del 
Monte  last  Saturday  and  Sunday. 

Mrs.  Robert  Oxnard  has  returned  from  a  virit  to  Castle 
Crag. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Austin  C.  Tubbs  and  family  left  last 
Saturday  to  visit  the  Hotel  del  Monte. 

Dr.  and  Mrs.  O.  O.  Burgess  have  returned  to  the  city 
after  passing  several  weeks  at  Del  Monte  and  San 
Rafael. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  John  T.  Doyle  left  their  Menlo  Park 
villa  last  Saturday  to  visit  the  Hotel  del  Monte. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Allison  C.  Bonnell  have  returned  from 
their  summer  outing  at  Sausalito. 

Dr.  Harry  L.  Tevis  has  been  at  the  Hotel  del  Monte 
since  last  Monday. 

Mrs.  Thomas  H.  Buckingham  is  passing  a  few  weeks  at 
Santa  Cruz. 

Mr.  Adam  Grant  and  Mr.  Joseph  D.  Grant  have  been 
at  the  Hotel  del  Monte  during  the  past  week. 

Mrs.  I.  N.  Walter  is  passing  the  summer  at  Santa 
Cruz. 

Mrs.  C.  A.  Spreckels  left  San  Mateo  last  Monday  to 
pass  the  week  at  the  Hotel  del  Monte. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  William  H.  Avery  returned  to  the  city- 
last  Tuesday,  after  a  two  months'  tour  of  the  Eastern 
States. 

Miss  Nellie  Hillyer  left  last  Monday  to  visit  the  Hotel 
del  Monte. 

General  John  McComb  and  Miss  Lizzie  McComb  went 
to  Santa  Cruz  last  Saturday. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  John  Gillig  have  returned  to  the  city 
after  a  year's  absence  abroad. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Edgar  B.  Carroll,  of  Sacramento,  are 
passing  a  few  weeks  at  Holy  Oaks,  in  Sausalito. 

Mr.  Francis  J.  Carolan  visited  San  Jose  eady  in  the 
week. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  I.  W.  Hellman  and  the  Misses  Hellman 
are  paying  a  visit  to  Santa  Monica  and  Los  Angeles. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  R.  G.  Brown  and  Miss  Florinne  Brown, 
of  Oakland,  are  at  Santa  Cruz. 

Mr.  Lester  O.  Peck  is  in  New  York  city. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Homer  S.  King  have  gone  East,  and  will 
be  away  several  weeks. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  J.  R.  K.  Nuttall  have  returned  from  a 
prolonged  visit  at  San  Rafael. 

Miss  Cora  Caduc  is  passing  the  summer  at  Santa  Cruz. 

Mrs.  John  R.  Jarboe  and  Miss  Katheriue  Jarboe  are 
making  preparations  for  an  extended  visit  to  New  York 
city. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Jerome  Lincoln  and  Miss  Ethel  Lincoln 
have  been  at  the  Hotel  del  Monte  during  the  past  week. 

Mr.  J.  B.  Stetson  has  returned  from  a  visit  to  Castle 
Crag. 

Mr.  Bert  Hecht  will  remain  at  Lake  Tahoe  about  two 
weeks  more. 

Colonel  W.  D.  Sanborn  returned  from  Santa  Cruz  last 
Monday. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  W.  Prather  and  the  Misses  Prather,  of 
Oakland,  are  passing  the  season  at  their  ranch  near  Butte 
Creek. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Jackson  Hart,  of  Oakland,  are  entertain- 
ing Dr.  and  Mrs.  W.  E.  Bates,  of  Davisville. 

Mr.  E.  Burke  Holladay  returned  from  Del  Monte  early 
in  the  week. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Ignatz  Steinhart  are  passing  a  few  weeks 
at  San  Rafael. 

Judge  and  Mrs.  E.  A.  Belcher  have  returned  from  their 
summer  outing  at  the  Calaveras  Grove  of  Big  Trees. 
Mrs.  Belcher  is  now  passing  a  few  weeks  with  friends  in 
Eureka,  Humboldt  County. 

Mrs.  W.  P.  Morgan  and  Miss  Therese  Morgan  are  at 
Lake  Tahoe. 

Mr.  Rudolph  Herold,  Jr.,  has  returned  from  a  trip 
through  Sonoma  County. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Mark  Sheldon  and  their  daughter,  Miss 
Catherine  Sheldon,  are  passing  the  summer  with  their  son, 
Mr.  Frank  Sheldon,  at  his  villa,  "Sunny  Side,"  in  Sunol 
Glen. 

Mrs.  J.  C.  Flood  and  Miss  Jennie  Flood  have  returned 
to  their  Menlo  Park  villa  after  a  visit  to  Paso  Robles. 

Mrs.  Newton  Booth  and  Mrs.  J.  E.  Dunn,  of  Sacra- 
mento, are  passing  a  month  at  Paso  Robles. 

Mrs.  Charles  Holbrook  and  Miss  Mamie  Holbrook 
have  returned  from  Lake  Tahoe,  and  will  go  to  Del  Monte 
next  week,  to  remain  until  after  the  Country  Club  shoot. 

Mrs.  William  M.  Gwin  and  Miss  Mary  Belle  Gwin  have 
returned  from  Castle  Crag,  and  will  go  to  Del  Monte  next 
week. 

Mr.  Ogden  Hoffman  will  come  down  from  French 
Gulch  in  a  few  days,  and  will  then  accompany  his  sister, 
Miss  May  Hoffman,  to  Del  Monte. 

Mrs.  Samuel  G.  Murphy  and  Miss  Ethel  Murphy  in- 
tend passing  the  coming  winter  in  the  Eastern  States. 

Mrs.  M.  B.  M.  Toland  has  returned  from  San  Rafael, 
where  she  has  been  passing  the  summer. 

Mr.  Hugo  Toland  has  gone  East  to  remain  an  indefi- 
nite period. 

Misses  Irene  and  Hattie  Tay  will  return  from  Phila- 
delphia in  September,  after  a  year's  visit  to  the  Eastern 
States. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Frank  McCoppin  have  returned  to  the 
city  after  passing  the  summer  at  San  Rafael. 

Miss  Fanny  Danforth  returned  from  Lake  Tahoe  last 
Wednesday,  and  is  visiting  Mr.  and  Mrs.  E.  P.  Danforth 
in  San  Rafael, 

Mr.  James  D.  Phelan  went  to  Phelan  Park,  Santa 
Cruz,  last  Wednesday. 

Mrs.  Sidney  B.  Cushing  and  family  and  Mrs.  Allan 
Lee,  of  San  Rafael,  are  visiting  Mrs.  Edward  Martin  in 
Santa  Cruz. 

Mr.  James   Brett  Stokes,  who  has  been   salmon   fishing 


at  Santa  Cruz  for  a  few  weeks,  went  to  Del  Monte  last 
Monday,  where  he  will  remain  during  the  next  fortnight. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  A.  C.  Bassett  left  Menlo  Park  last  Mon- 
day to  visit  Santa  Cruz. 

Mrs.  W.  E.  Sharon  and  family  have  returned  from  a 
long  stay  at  Santa  Cruz. 

Mrs.  Stephen  Gage  and  Miss  Gage  went  to  the  Hotel 
del  Monte  last  Tuesday. 

Mr.  Henry  Heyman  was  in  Salzburg,  Germany,  late 
in  July,  and  was  being  extensively  entertained  there. 

Mrs.  W.  E.  Pinney  and  her  sisters.  Mrs.  Van  H. 
Higgins  and  Miss  Jessie  Morse,  have  returned  to  Paris 
after  a  two  months'  stay  in  England,  and  will  remain  in 
Paris  the  remainder  of  the  season. 


Army  and  Navy  News. 

The  latest  personal  notes  relative  to  army  and 
navy  people  at  the  various  posts  around  San  Fran- 
cisco are  appended  : 

Rear  Admiral  and  Mrs.  Selfridge,  U.  S.  N„  went  to  the 
Hotel  del  Monte  last  Saturday  for  a  brief  visit. 

Major  and  Mrs.  William  M.  Maynadier,  U.  S.  A.,  have 
gone  to  the  Yellowstone  Park,  and  will  be  away  about 
four  weeks. 

Major  John  A.  Darling,  Fifth  Artillery,  U.  S.  A.,  has 
been  granted  one  month's  leave  of  absence,  commencing 
August  20th,  owing  to  Illness,  and  has  permission  to  apply 
for  an  extension  of  two  months. 

Surgeon  G.  P.  Bradley,  U.  S.  N.,  will  report  for  duty 
next  Saturday  at  the  Mare  Island  Navy  Yard. 

Lieutenant  Louis  R.  Burgess,  Fifth  Artillery,  U.  S.  A., 
has  been  appointed  recruiting  officer  at  Alcatraz  Island, 
vice  Lieutenant  Harvey  C.  Carbaugh,  U.  S.  A. 


The  Tennis  Tournament. 
The  fifth  annual  championship  tournament  of  the 
Pacific  States  Lawn  Tennis  Association  for  ladies' 
singles  and  gentlemen's  doubles  will  be  held  at  San 
Rafael,  commencing  Friday,  September  7th,  at 
ten  a.  m.,  and  continuing  September  8th  and  10th, 
under  the  auspices  of  the  United  States  National 
Lawn  Tennis  Association.  Miss  Bee  Hooper,  the 
present  lady  champion,  will  be  called  upon  to  de- 
fend her  title  against  the  winner  of  the  all-comers 
in  the  ladies'  singles.  Messrs.  Hardy  and  Hardy, 
the  present  doubles  champions,  will  be  called  upon 
to  defend  their  title  against  the  winners  of  the  all- 
comers in  gentlemen's  doubles.  Handsome  and 
valuable  prizes  will  be  given  to  the  winners  of  the 
all-comers  and  to  the  winners  of  the  championship 
matches  in  each  instance.  All  matches  in  the 
ladies'  singles  will  be  best  two  sets  out  of  three,  ex- 
cept finals  and  championship  match,  which  will  be 
best  three  sets  out  of  five.  All  matches,  without 
exception,  in  the  gentlemen's  doubles  will  be  best 
three  sets  out  of  five.  For  the  ladies'  singles  an 
entrance  fee  of  two  dollars  will  be  charged.  For 
the  gentlemen's  doubles  the  entrance  fee  will  be 
three  dollars  per  team.  Entries  will  be  received 
up  to  twelve  m.,  Wednesday,  September  5th,  by 
George  E.  Stoker,  Secretary,  Olympic  Club,  San 
Francisco.  In  every  instance  entry  must  be  accom- 
panied by  entrance  fee.  The  tournament  will  be 
governed  by  the  rules  of  the  National  Association. 
The  tournament  committee  consists  of :  Ladies' 
singles,  Miss  Martha  P.  Gibbs  and  Mr.  H.  H. 
Brown  ;  gentlemen's  doubles.  Mr.  George  E. 
Stoker  and  Mr.  Anthony  E.  Kaeser  ;  chairman, 
Mr.  A.  B.  Wilberforce  ;  referee,  Mr.  C.  P.  Hub- 
bard. 


MUSICAL    NOTES. 


Miss  Ellen  Terry's  parents  were  both  of  her 
profession.  She  was  born  while  they  were  touring 
the  English  "  provinces,"  somewhere  in  Coventry  ; 
but  as  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Terry  left  without  a  distinct 
recollection  of  the  locality,  local  inhabitants  wrangle 
over  the  honor  of  dwelling  beneath  the  roof  which 
first  sheltered  the  great  actress. 


Pommery  Sec. 
The  firm  of  Veuve  Pommery  Fils  &  Co.,  now 
consists  of  the  following  members  :  Louis  Pommery, 
Henry  Vasnier,  the  experienced  director,  and  the 
Comtess  de  Polignac.  It  is  owing  to  the  conscien- 
tious eSbrts  of  the  management  to  produce  a  high- 
grade  champagne  of  uniform  quality,  regardless  of 
cost,  that  Pommery  Sec  occupies  the  elevated  posi- 
tion it  now  holds  among  connoisseurs/prominent 
among  whom  is  the  Prince  of  Wales. — Illustrated 
London  News. 


A  Triumph  for  American  Carpets. 
During  the  first  half  of  June,  $24,500  worth  of 
carpets  was  shipped  by  Alexander  Smith  &  Sons, 
of  New  York,  to  England,  and  the  Axminsters  and 
Moquettes  of  this  firm  have  been  exported  to  Eng- 
land at  the  rate  of  5450,000  per  annum.  This  is 
far  in  excess  of  British  carpet  exports  to  this  coun- 
try. Messrs.  W.  &  J.  Sloane  are  the  agents  for 
these  carpets,  and  they  report  the  demand  for  them 
constantly  increasing. 


—  Spectacles  and  eye-glasses  accurately 
fitted  at  reasonable  prices.  Henry  Kahn  &  Co., 
opticians,  642  Market  Street,  Chronicle  Building. 


—  Kritiko,  609  Merchant  St.,  S.  F.,  reads 
characters  from  handwriting  in  ink,  unruled  paper. 
Send  50  cents  ;  stamps  or  postal  notes. 


— Lectures  on  any  and  all  subjects  pro- 
vided  and  illustrated  with  the  most  powerful  appa- 
ratus by  Partridge,  121  Post  Street. 


—  Crown  Fountain  -  Pens  are  the  best. 
Sanborn,  Vail  &  Co.,  Stationery  Department,  agents 
for  the  Coast. 


—  Ladies  outing  shirts  and  waists  made 
to  order  at  Carmany's,  25  Kearny  Street. 


—  Shreve's  Gun  Store  moved  to  739  Mar- 
ket  Street,  opposite  Examiner  office.     Look  at  it ! 


Mr.  H.  J.  Stewart  is  arranging  for  a  series  of  or- 
gan recitals,  six  in  number,  to  be  given  at  the  First 
Unitarian  Church,  commencing  on  Saturday  after- 
noon, September  29th.  Mr.  Stewart  will  be 
assisted  by  some  of  the  best  resident  artists,  includ- 
ing Mr.  John  Marquardt,  late  solo  violinist  and 
concert-master  of  the  Vienna  Prater  Orchestra ; 
Mr.  Thomas  Rickard,  basso  ;  Miss  Anna  Miller 
Wood,  contralto  ;  Mr.  F.  K.  Tobin,  trombone 
soloist ;  Mrs.  J.  E.  Birmingham,  contralto  ;  and 
several  others.  The  recitals  are  to  be  given  under 
the  auspices  of  the  Society  for  Christian  Work  con- 
nected with  the  First  Unitarian  Church. 


A  new  musical  prodigy  has  come  out  of  the  Far 
East  in  the  person  of  Costia  Doomtscheff,  a  child 
violinist.  He  is  a  Don  Cossack  and  is  not  yet 
fourteen  years  of  age,  but  he  has  been  playing  and 
studying  since  his  sixth  year.  His  public  per- 
formances have  hitherto  been  chiefly  in  Russia, 
where  he  has  had  flattering  notices  from  the  press 
and  has  played  many  times  before  members  of  the 
imperial  family  ;  but  he  is  now  on  a  tour  of  the 
world,  and  will  give  a  concert  next  Tuesday  even- 
ing, August  21st,  in  Metropolitan  Hall. 

Mr.  Hotter  Wismer,  the  violinist,  will  give  a 
concert  next  Wednesday  evening  in  the  Maple 
Room  at  the  Palace  Hotel,  and  will  present  an  at- 
tractive programme.  He  will  have  the  assistance 
of  Mr.  Solomon,  Mr.  A.  Lada,  Mr.  A.  Sundland, 
Mrs.  Mathilde  Wismer,  Miss  Lillie  Goodman,  Mr. 
H.  B.  Pasmore,  Miss  Ada  E.  Weigel,  and  Mr.  J. 

C.  Hughes. 

■ — ■•■ — • 

New  York  dealers  in  the  photographs  of  celebri- 
ties say  that  the  picture  of  Mrs.  Ballington  Booth 
is  among  the  most  popular  in  the  market. 


—  Stereopticon  exhibitions  for  enter- 
tainments  and  residences.  Competent  operators. 
Endless  variety  of  views.  Henry  Kahn  &  Co., 
Opticians,  642  Market  Street,  Chronicle  Building. 


— Moore's  Poison-Oak  Remedy.    Cures  poi- 
son-oak  and  all  skin  diseases. 


—  Ornamental  plaques,  panels,  studies, 
colors,  brushes,  etc.,  lowest  prices,  in  Artists'  Ma- 
terial Department,  Sanborn,  Vail  <i  Co. 


Sarah  Bernhardt  continues  to  display  some  of 
the  eccentricities  of  genius.  She  attended  an  after- 
noon tea  in  London,  the  other  day,  clad  in  an  enor- 
mous sealskin  ulster,  which  covered  even  her  feet. 
The  day  was  very  warm,  and  ices  were  in  order. 


You 

know  what  you  are 

eating    when    you    use 

(jpiand's 

Belong  Powder 

Its    true    composition    is 
given  on   every  label. 

"  Pure"  and  "  Sure." 


In  Curing 
Torturing 

Disfiguring 
Skin   Diseases 

(uticura 

Works  Wonders 


Sold  throughout  the  world.  Price,  Ccttctjra, 
50c;  Soap, 26c;  Resolvent,  $1.  Potter  Dbcg 
and  Chem.  Corp.,  8ole  Proprietors,  Boston. 

$&■  "  How  to  Cure  Every  Skin  Disease,"  free. 


An  Ideal  Country  Home 

FOR    SALE. 


A  man  of  means  who  is  brain-weary  and 
■who  desires  to  live  in  the  country,  and  grow 
young  again,  can  find  an  ideal  home  in  the 
pure  atmosphere  of  Santa  Cruz  County  upon 
a  ranch  of  ninety  acres.  The  ranch  has  upon 
it  a  commodious  residence  fully  furnished, 
and  with  modern  improvements ;  a  good 
"barn,  and  all  necessary  out-huildings.  The 
orchards  are  planted  to  apples,  olives,  nuts, 
and  prunes,  all  bearing,  with  sufficient  yield 
to  give  a  man  all  the  outdoor  occupation  he 
desires.  Situated  not  far  from  a  railroad 
station. 

On  the  place  are  horses,  cows,  poultry, 
wagons,  carts,  and  all  needful  farming  im- 
plements. Immediate  possession.  The 
owner's  reason  for  selling  is  that  he  has  re- 
covered his  health  here  and  desires  to  re- 
turn to  active  business. 

Parties  desiring  such  a  home  may  address 
Country  Borne,  Box  36,  Argonaut  Office. 


To 
Clean 
False 
Teeth 


As  they  should  be  cleaned 
use  the 
Florence  Dental  FlateBrnsh 
the  only  brash  made  for  the 
purpose.    Reaches  every  crev- 
ice.   Outwears  three  ordinary 
brushes.    Sold  everywhere. 
Price    I  Florence  Mfg.  Co., 
3o  cts.  1     Florence  Mass. 

Makera  of  the  Prophylactic  Tootti 
Brush. 


BONESTELL     tfc    CO. 


DEALERS 
IN 


PAPER 


OF  ALL 
KINDS 


audwSppSig.!  401-403  Sansome  St. 


THE  ARGONAUT  CLUBBING  LIST  FOR  1894 


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THE        ARGONAUT. 


August  20,  1894. 


Banks. 


THE  BANK  OF  CALIFORNIA, 

SAN  FRANCISCO. 

Capital 83,000,000  00 

Surplus  and  UndividedProfits    3,247,584  03 

January  I,  2894. 

William  Alvord President 

Thomas  Brown Cashier 

S.  Prentiss  Smith Assistant  Cashier 

Irving  F.  Moulton 2d  Assistant  Cashier 

CORRESPONDENTS  : 

„      ,,    ,  I  Messrs.  Laidlaw  &*Co. 

NewVork JTheBank  of  New  York,  N.  B.  A. 

Boston Tremont  National  Bank 

London Messrs.  N.  M.  Rothschfld  &  Sons 

Paris Messrs.  De  Rothschild  Freres 

Virginia  City,  Nev Agency  of  the  Bank  of_ California 

Chicago Union  National  Bank 

St.  Louis Boatmen's  Bank 

Australia  and  New  Zealand Bank  of  New  Zealand 

China,  Japan,  and  India Chartered  Bank  of  India, 

Austialia,  and  China 

Letters  of  Credit  issued  available  in  all  parts  i'f  the  world. 

Draw  direct  on  New  York,  Boston,  Chicago,  St.  Louis, 
Salt  Lake,  Denver,  Kansas  City,  New  Orleans.  Portland, 
Or.,  Los  Angeles,  and  on  London,  Paris,  Berlin,  Ham- 
burg, Bremen,  Frankfort-on-Main,  Copenhagen,  Stock- 
holm, Christiana,  Switzerland,  Melbourne,  Sydney,  Auck- 
land, Hong  Kong,  Shanghai,  Yokohama,  Genoa,  and  all 
cities  in  Italy. 

California  Safe  Deposit  and 
Trust  Co. 

PAID-UP  CAPITA!. SI, 000, 000 

Corner  Montgomery  and  California  Sts.,  S.  F. 

J.  D.  Fry,  President.    Henry  Williams,  Vice-President. 
J.  Dalzell  Brown,  Secretary  and  Treasurer. 

This  Company  is  authorized  bylaw  to  act  as  Executor, 
Administrator,  Assignee,  Receiver,  or  Trustee.  It  is  a 
legal  depositary  for  Court  and  Trust  Funds.  Will  take 
entire  charge  of  Real  and  Personal  Estates,  collecting 
the  income  and  profits,  and  attending  to  all  such  details 
as  an  individual  in  like  capacity  could  do. 

Acts  as  Registrar  and  Transfer  Agent  of  all  Stocks 
and  Bonds. 

Receives  deposits^subject  to  check  andjallows  interest 
at  the  rate  of  two  per  cent,  per  annum  on  daily  balances. 
Issues  certificates  of  deposit  bearing  fixed  rates  of  interest. 

Receives  deposits  in  its  savings  department,  and  allows 
the  usual  rates  of  interest  thereon. 

RENTS  SAFES  inside  its  burglar-proof  vaults  at 
prices  from  $5  per  annum  upwards,  according  to  size. 
Valuables  of  all  kinds  may  be  stored  at  low  rates. 

"Wills  drawn  and  taken  care  of  without 
charge.     Call  or  write  for  circular. 

WELLS  FARGO  &C0/S  BANK 

N.  E.  Cor.  Sansome  and  Sutter  Sts. 
San  Francisco,  Cal. 

Cash  Capital  and  Surplus 86,250,000 

J  no.  J.  Valentine,  President;  Homer  S.  King,  Manager. 
H.  WadswoRTh,  Cashier ;  F.  L.  Lipman,  Asst-Cashler. 
Directors — John  J.  Valentine,  Eenj.  P.  Cheney,  Oliver 
Eldridge,  Henry  E.  Huntington,  Homer  S.  King,  Geo.  E. 
Gray,  John  J.  McCook,  Charles  F.  Crocker,  DudleyEvans. 

BANK  OF  S1SS0N,   CROCKER  S  GO. 

(Incorporated  April  25,  1892.) 
323  Pine  Street,  San  Francisco. 

Directors : 
Geo.    W.    Scott,   President;    W.    W.    Van  Arsdale, 
Cashier;  J.  H.  Strobridge,  D.  W.  Earl,  J.  H.  Sisson,  F. 
H.  Green,  J.  M.  Haven. 

Receives  deposits ;  dealers  in  exchange ;  a  general 
banking  business  transacted. 

THE  GROGKER-WOOLWORTH  NATIONAL  BANK 

OF    SAN    FRANCISCO. 

Paid-up  Capital SI, 000,000 

Surplus     Fund     and     Undivided 

Profits 450,000 

DIRECTORS: 
Wm,    H.    Crocker,    President;  W.    E.   Brown,  Vice- 
President  ;  G.  W.  Kline,  Cashier  ;  ChaS.  F.  Crocker, 
E.  B.  Pond. 


THE    ALLEGED    HUMORISTS. 


CONNECTICUT  FIRE  INSURANCE  CO. 

OF  HARTFORD. 

Cash  Capital 91,000,000 

Assets 2,632,228 

Surplus  to  policy-holders 1,550,589 

ROBERT  DICKSON,  Manager,  San  Francisco. 
Bovd  &  Dickson,  San  Francisco,  Agents,  501  Mont- 
gomery Street.     General  Office.  401  Montgomery  St. 


ANDREWS'  UPRIGHT 

FOLDING  BEDS 

Office  and  School 

FURNITURE. 

OPERA  AND  CHURCH  CHAIRS 

C.  F.  AVEBER  &  CO. 

Post  and  Stockton  Sts.,  S.  F. 


May — "Next  to  a  man,  what's  the  jolliest  thing 
you  know  of?"  Ethel — "Myself,  if  he's  nice." — 
Ex. 

She  (severely) — "  Henry,  what  is  a  poker-chip  ?  " 
He  (frankly) — "  It's  a  chip  off  a  poker,  I  suppose. 
Did  I  guess  it?" — Detroit  Free  Press. 

He — "  Would  you  never  consent  to  my  filling 
your  husband's  place?"  Faithful  widow — "Yes, 
if  that  could  bring  him  back  to  me." — Life. 

■  "  What  is  the  difference  between  a  cablegram 
and  an  epigram  ?  "  "  Not  much  ;  cablegrams  are 
apt  to  be  epigrammatic  when  the  rate  is  fifty  cents 
a  word." — Puck. 

Judge — "How  old  are  you,  miss?"  Elderly 
female — "I  am — I  am — I  am "  Judge — "Bet- 
ter hurry  up  ;  every  moment  makes  it  worse." — 
Fliegende  Blatter. 

Watts — "  I  guess  there  is  nothing  for  the  House 
to  do  but  get  into  the  Senate  band-wagon."  Potts 
— "You  mean  the  Senate  delivery-wagon,  don't 
you  ?  " — Indianapolis  Journal. 

Dix — Your  wife  must  have  confidence  in  you,  to 
leave  you  alone  in  town  while  she  goes  to  the  moun- 
tains." Htcks — "Oh  !  she  takes  the  precaution  to 
keep  me  broke  all  the  time  !  " — Puck. 

Reporter — "  Here  is  an  item  about  a  boy  who 
went  wading  in  Florida  and  was  swallowed  by  an 
alligator.  What  head  shall  I  use  ? "  Editor — 
"Try  'Wade  and  Found  Wanting.'" — Printers 
Ink. 

Wild  man  of  Borneo — "  Phwat  are  yez' cryin' 
about,  Miss  Sims?"  Circassia?i  beauty — "I  have 
just  come  from  the  death-bed  of  the  ossified  man, 
and,  oh,  the  poor  fellow  died  so  terribly  hard  !  " — 
Life. 


"  Did^Bilkall  get  into  society  at  the  seashore  this 
summer,  as  he  said  he  would  ?  "  "  Er — yes  ;  you 
might  call  it  that.  They  say  the  swell  set  is  the 
loser  by  several  hundred  through  him." — Buffalo 
Courier. 

Mr.  Youngwife — "Really,  my  dear,  this  tastes 
very  good.  But  what  is  it  ?  "  Mrs.  Youngwife — 
"  I  don't  know.     It  came  packed  in  a  can,  and  the 

label  boiled  off  in  the  hot  water  before  I  noticed " 

—Truth. 

Uncle  Tom — "  I'm  going  in  now  for  boxing. 
Fencing  is  obsolete  ;  even  if  one  had  to  fight  he 
would  never  have  a  sword  to  defend  himself  with." 
Bess — "No-o;  but,  then,  he  might  not  have  his 
boxing-gloves,  either." — Puck. 

Minnie — "  She  was  engaged  to  be  married  to  a 
handsome  young  fellow  she  met  at  Bar  Harbor  last 
year  ;  but  there  was  a  cruel  misunderstanding." 
May — "  What  was  it?"  Minnie — "  He  understood 
her  father  had  money." — Puck. 

"  I  have  been  weading  about  stwikes  and  things," 
said  Willie  Wibbles,  "and  do  you  know  an  idea 
stwuck  my  mind  !  "  "  An  idea  of  your  own  ?  "  in- 
quired Miss  Cayenne.  "To  be  suah."  "Dear 
me.     I  should  think  it  would  tickle." — Life. 

Tramp  (looking  in  the  door) — "  Please,  mum " 

Farmer's  wife — "  See  here  ;  if  you  want  work  you 
can  have  it  right  now  !  Our  hired  man  left  yester- 
day." Tramp — "Very  well,  mum  ;  if  you'll  send 
fer  a  regiment  o"  soldiers  I'll  begin.  I  ain't  takin' 
any  other  man's  job  without  protection,  these  days, 
mum  !  " — Puck. 

Merritt — "  What  were  the  two  points  made  by 
the  female  agitator  that  you  thought  so  telling  ?  " 
Cora — "  The  first  was  about  how  the  women  work- 
ers are  ground  down  to  starvation  wages  ;  and  the 
second  was  that  twenty-five  thousand  women  in 
this  city  alone  are  supporting  their  husbands  by 
their  work." — Puck, 

Those  needless  questions:  Chappie — "Thrown, 
Chollie?"  Chotlie—  "Not  a  bit  of  it.  Thought  I 
saw  a  diamond  stud,  and  got  off  to  get  it."  Cliappie 
— "  But  where's  your  horse?"  Chollie — "Oh!  I 
let  him  go  on.  He's  a  thorough-bred,  and  loves 
hunting  so  much  I  hadn't  the  heart  to  hold  him 
back." — Frank  Leslie's. 

Mrs.  Bloom — "  Did  you  ever  notice  how  hard  it 
is  to  keep  from  laughing  on  solemn  occasions?" 
Bachelor  Bounce — "Once."  Mrs.  Bloom  —  "I 
thought  likely.  Nearly  every  one  has  such  ex- 
periences. Tell  me  about  yours."  Bachelor  Bounce 
— "It  was  the  day  I  was  told  that  the  baby  next 
door  was  dead." — New  York  Weekly. 

"And  what  a  surprise  it  will  be  to  dear  George  !  " 
she  was  saying  to  herself;  "it  fits  lovely,  and  I 
mean  to  make  all  my  own  things  after  this  and  save 
all  my  dressmaker's  bills.  It  isn't  every  man  who 
has  such  a  wife.  I'll  wear  it  to  the  progressive- 
euchre  club  to-night  ;  I  know  not  another  single 
woman  will  have  a  new  thing  on.  I'll  just  sew  in 
this  last  sleeve,  and  I'll  have  it  on  when  George 

comes  home,  and "     There  was  a  shriek  and 

the  fall  of  one  hundred  and  twenty-seven  pounds 
among  the  sofa-cushions.  She  had  made  both 
sleeves  for  the  same  arm. — Puck. 


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TABLE    OF    CONTENTS. 

Editorial:  The  Democratic  Party's  "  Free-Trade"  Tariff — A  Denial  of 
its  Promise  and  a  Surrender  to  the  Trusts — The  Chino-Japanese  War 
—The  Interest  of  the  United  States  in  It — Its  Probable  Outcome  and 
the  Russian  Interest — The  "Holy  Coat"  of  Treves  again — Its  Fight 
with  its  Rival  at  Argenteuil— Government  Ownership  of  Railways- 
How  It  has  Worked  in  Other  Lands— Alexandre  Dumas's  Attack  on 
the  Paris  Critics — Is  the  Judgment  of  Critics  of  Value? — Vagaries  of 
Public  Taste— The  Catholics  and  the  Schools— Their  Fingers  With- 
drawn from  New  York's  Treasure-Box  —Parochial  Schools  Elsewhere — 
The  Marriage  of  Peers'  Daughters — Two  of  Them  Marry  Plain  Mr. 
Smiths 1-3 

Two  Ambitions:  A  Brief  Tale  of  Life  at  a  Frontier  Army-Post.  Ey 
Gwendolen  Overton 4 

Individualities:  Notes  About  Prominent  People  all  Over  the  World 4 

Newspaper  Fortunes:  Our  Correspondent  writes  of  Three  Successful 
London  Journalists  —  George  Newnes  and  his  Idea — His  Weekly, 
Monthly,  and  Daily  Publications — Imitators  Called  Forth  by  his  Suc- 
cess— Young  Mr.  Harmsworth's  Phenomenal  Career — He  has  made 
Several  Fortunes  in  Six  Years — The  Many  Publications  he  Controls — 
His  Bold  Bid  for  Circulation — Cyril  Arthur  Pearson's  Lucky  Strike — 
Fabulous  Fortunes  made  out  of  Newspaper  Properties 5 

Crazy  Paris:  A  Description  of  the  Very  Latest  Thing  in  Parisian  Sen- 
sationalism— A  Grewsome  Drinking-Place  that  is  a  Veritable  Chamber 
of  Horrors 5 

Zola's  New  Book:  :  "  Lourdes,"  a  Study  of  Credulity  and  Priestcraft — 
The  Annual  Pilgrimage  to  the  Miracle- Working  Spring — Commercial 
Catholicism 6 

The  Fall  Dramatic  Season:  "Flaneur"  writes  about  the  Autumn 
Announcements — The  Daly  Troupe — Ada  Rehan  as  a  Star — John 
Drew's  New  Play — Sir  Augustus  Harris's  Visit  to  America — He  will 
Send  an  English  Pantomime  to  New  York — Henry  Abbey's  Plans  for 
Opera — Some  of  his  Singers — Marcus  Mayer's  Infant  Phenomena 7 

Old  Favorites:  "  Cumnor  Hall,"  by  William  Julius  Mickle. 7 

Growing  Old  :  By  Mrs.  Lynn  Linton 7 

Literary  Notes:  George  Meredith's  New  Novel — Personal  and  Miscel- 
laneous Gossip — New  Publications 8-9 

Intaglios:  "  The  Sonnet,"  by  William  Wordsworth;  "  Help,"  by  John 
Greenleaf  Whittier ;  "True  Love,"  by  Christina  Gabriel  Rossetti ; 
"  Love  and  Death"  ;  "  A  Last  Sonnet,"  by  John  Keats  ;  "  A  Sonnet 
from  the  Portuguese,"  by  Elizabeth  Barrett  Browning  ;  "  The  Pipe- 
Player,"  by  Edmund  William  Gosse 9 

Drama:  The  Empire  Company  in  "Gudgeons" — Stage  Gossip 10 

Vanity  Fair:  The  Proper  Size  of  a  Woman's  Waist— Guest  Photo- 
graphs—  The  Cheapness  of  Silverware  and  Ornaments  —  Parisians 
Taking  their  Pleasure  on  Yachts — The  Decadence  of  Men's  Clubs — The 
Social  Whirl — Sunday  Dinner- Parties  in  London 11 

An   Ex  -Conjugal  Scene 12 

The  Tuneful  Liar:  "Clam  Chowder,"  "When  Me  and  Mike  Wuz  on 
the  Force,"  "The  Cause  " 12 

Storvettes:  Grave  and  Gay,  Epigrammatic  and  Otherwise — An  East- 
ern Opinion  of  California — How  he  Announced  the  Jew's  Failure — 
Why  Casey  Went  Home — "  A  Charge  to  Keep  " — Why  a  Man  of  the 
World  no  longer  Visits  a  Certain  Widow — Lincoln's  Brevity — How 
Minnie  Hauk  Exasperated  a  Tenor — General  Sheridan  and  his  Boots 
— Young  Queen  Wilhelmina's  Curiosity — The  Newsboy  and  the  Naval 
Officer— A  Broad  Hint 13 

About  the  Women 14 

Society  :  Movements  and  Whereabouts — Notes  and  Gossip — Army  and 
Navy  News i4~*5 

Communications:  San  Francisco  Girls  Viewed  Abroad — The  Count  is 
Going  Away 15 

The  Alleged  Humorists:  Paragraphs  Ground  out  by  the  Dismal  Wits 
of  the  Day 16 


As  we  write,  the  Sugar  Trust  Tariff  Bill  has  not  been 
signed  by  the  President.  He  will  probably  allow  it  to  be- 
come a  law  without  his  signature.  He  is  ashamed  to  sign 
it,  and  he  has  good  reason  to  be  ashamed.       *' 

When  the  Democratic  National  Convention,  held  at 
Chicago  in  1892,  discussed  the  tariff"  question,  the  plank 
from  the  Randall  platform  of  1S94  was  brought  forward. 
This  was  on  the  lines  of  modified  protection.  But  it  was 
howled  down  by  Henry  YVatterson  and  other  free-trade 
fanatics,  and  for  it  was  substituted  the  Neal-Watterson 
plank,  which  "  denounced  the  system  of  protection "  as 
"unconstitutional"    and    as    "a   fraud — a   robber)'   of    the 


majority  of  the  American  people  for  the  protection  of  the 
few."  It  was  with  this  tariff  plank  in  their  platform  that  the 
Democratic  party  went  before  the  people,  pledged  to  free 
trade. 

How  have  they  carried  out  their  promises  ?  They  have 
struck  down  wool  and  protected  coal.  They  have  freed  salt 
and  protected  raw  sugar.  They  have  freed  tin  ore  and  pro- 
tected iron  ore.  They  have  laid  before  the  people  a  bill 
which  is  not  a  free-trade  bill,  or  even  a  bill  for  revenue  only, 
but  a  protective  tariff  which  differs  from  the  Republican 
tariff  only  in  degree  but  not  in  kind. 

It  has  been  estimated  (by  Democratic  statisticians) 
that  the  grand  average  of  duties  under  the  Republican  Mc- 
Kinley  tariff  was  fifty  per  cent.  It  is  estimated  (also  by 
Democratic  statisticians)  that  the  grand  average  of  duties 
under  the  Democratic  Sugar  Trust  Tariff  is  thirty-eight  per 
cent.  This  makes  a  difference  of  twelve  per  cent.  If,  as 
the  Democratic  platform  alleged,  "protection  is  unconstitu- 
tional," a  "  fraud,"  and  a  "  robber)',"  how  about  this  Sugar 
Trust  Tariff?  If  fifty  per  cent,  protection  is  unconstitu- 
tional, is  thirty-eight  per  cent,  constitutional  ?  Does  twelve 
per  cent,  make  the  difference  between  honesty  and  dis- 
honesty ?  If  fifty  per  cent,  protection  is  a  fraud  and  a  robbery, 
is  not  thirty-eight  per  cent,  protection  a  robbery  and  a  fraud  ? 

It  is  small  wonder  that  Grover  Cleveland  hesitates  to 
affix  his  signature  to  this  humbug  bill.  It  is  not  an  honest 
bilk  It  is  tainted  with  all  manner  of  scandals  and  rumors 
of  bribery.  It  is  not  what  the  rank  and  file  of  the  Demo- 
cratic party  asked  for,  nor  is  it  what  the  Democratic  leaders 
promised  to  give  them. 

The  Democratic  party's  platform  was  a  swindle,  its  "  in- 
vestigation "  of  the  sugar  scandal  was  a  sham,  and  its  so- 
called  free-trade  tariff  is  a  fraud. 


The  story  that  Embassador  Bayard  has  written-  to  the 
President,  laying  down  the  lines  upon  which  the  United 
States  may  intervene  in  the  conflict  between  Japan  and 
China,  with  the  assent  of  Great  Britain  and  Russia,  is  the 
latest  news.  The  story  needs  confirmation  ;  it  does  not  ap- 
pear very  certain  why  the  two  European  powers  should  be 
concerned  for  the  restoration  of  peace,  except  on  Biblical 
principles.  Neither  power  can  intervene  separately.  Eight 
years  ago,  Great  Britain  landed  a  force  at  Port  Hamilton, 
an  island  lying  south  of  Corea,  and  proceeded  to  erect  forti- 
fications, but  remonstrances  were  filed  by  Russia,  and  the 
English  abandoned  the  scheme  and  reembarked  their  troops. 
In  1890,  Russia  established  a  coaling-station  at  the  mouth  of 
the  Yumen  River,  in  Northern  Corea,  and  threw  up  some 
works  ;  it  has  since  been  stated  that  Russian  troops  have 
been  landed  at  Fort  Lazwuff,  north  of  Gensan.  Both  of 
these  enterprises  were  in  violation  of  Russia's  treaty  with 
China,  and  elicited  protests  from  Great  Britain,  but  it  does 
not  appear  that  the  Muscovites  have  retraced  their  steps. 
Thus  neither  England  nor  Russia  would  be  acceptable  as  a 
mediator  at  the  present  crisis,  and  the  only  mediation  that 
China,  Japan,  and  Corea  would  be  likely  to  welcome  would 
be  that  of  the  United  States.  Whether  we  have  any  interest 
in  the  quarrel  which  would  warrant  our  assuming  an  attitude 
in  which  we  might  meet  with  a  rebuff,  seems  to  be  a  ques- 
tion. 

It  is  immaterial  to  us  whether  Corea  remains  independent, 
or  becomes  a  province  of  Japan,  or  stays  tributary  to  China. 
Our  trade  with  the  peninsula  would  not  vary  in  either  event. 
Civilization  would  probably  be  a  gainer  if  the  barbarous 
Kingdom  of  Corea  were  overthrown  and  Japanese  authority 
substituted.  But  this  country  has  never  set  up  to  be  a 
guardian  of  civilization.  If  we  intervened  in  the  war,  with 
England  and  Russia  behind  us,  we  should  have  to  prepare 
to  enforce  any  plan  of  settlement  which  we  suggested,  and 
this  might  involve  us  in  an  unprovoked  war,  which  could 
not  inure  to  our  benefit  in  any  event.  We  did  once  try  to 
bring  Corea  to  her  senses,  and  the  result  was  that  we  had  to 
retreat  with  some  loss  of  men  and  without  accomplishing 
our  object. 

No  opinion  can  be  formed  regarding  the  result  of  the  war 
from    the  operations  which  have  taken    place.     The    latter 


have  been  mere  skirmishes  for  position.  The  Japanese  have 
impressed  upon  their  foes  the  danger  of  sending  troops  by 
sea ;  the  sinking  of  the  Kow  Ski/ig,  whether  or  no  it  was 
justified  by  the  rules  of  war,  shows  that  the  Japanese  fleets 
will  not  respect  foreign  flags  if  they  cover  belligerents.  The 
bombardment  of  Wei-hai-wei  appears  to  have  been  a  barren 
enterprise.  Twenty-six  Japanese  warships  pumped  shot  and 
shell  into  the  Chinese  forts  for  the  better  part  of  a  day  with- 
out silencing  their  fire  or  effecting  a  landing.  On  land,  the 
encounters  have  been  mere  affairs  of  outposts.  No  large 
bodies  of  troops  have  come  into  collision  and  neither 
belligerent  can  boast  of  having  occupied  Seoul  or  Chemulpo. 
The  Japanese  are  moving  up  from  Fusan  in  a  leisurely  and 
methodical  manner,  while  the  Chinese  lines  are  moving  south 
from  Funghwang  with  equal  deliberation.  The  Japanese 
are  operating  from  a  home  base  at  Nagasaki,  the  Chinese 
from  a  base  at  the  strong  and  populous  city  of  Moukden. 
We  have  no  means  of  knowing  how  many  troops  each  na- 
tion has  put  into  the  field. 

On  general  principles,  it  would  seem  probable  that  the 
Chinese  must  win,  if  foreign  powers  refrain  from  interven- 
ing. There  are  examples  when  Providence  did  not  take  the 
side  of  the  heaviest  battalions  ;  but  they  are  rare.  The 
three  Chinese  provinces  which  abut  against  Corea — Shinking, 
Chihli,  and  Shantung — contain  a  population  of  about  fifty- 
five  millions  of  souls  against  thirty-eight  millions  in  all  Japan. 
Shantung  produces  food  enough  to  supply  the  whole 
Chinese  Empire,  and  a  coal  area  which  is  larger  proportion- 
ately than  that  of  Pennsylvania.  If  the  resources  of  such 
provinces  are  handled  by  an  officer  of  judgment,  Japan's 
invasion  must  end  in  failure.  She  may  win  battles,  but  her 
victories  will  prove  almost  as  disastrous  as  defeats.  True, 
in  past  history,  China  has  produced  no  great  soldiers  or  sail- 
ors, while  Japan  has  been  prolific  of  both.  But  in  making 
allowance  for  this  disadvantage,  the  recent  progress  of  China 
must  be  taken  into  account.  It  has  been  the  policy  of 
Li  Hung  Chang  to  enlist  foreigners  in  the  Chinese  service  ; 
they  must  have  succeeded  to  some  degree  in  educating  the 
natives. 

Our  knowledge  of  the  modern  Chinaman  in  battle  has 
been  derived  from  the  wars  of  18S3  and  1884  with  the 
French.  According  to  the  French  narratives  of  the  war  in 
Tonquin,  the  Chinese  generals  were  deficient  in  strategy  ; 
but  the  rank  and  file  fought  so  desperately,  with  such  utter 
disregard  of  life,  that  they  generally  won  the  battles,  and 
the  campaigns  ended  in  French  retreats.  Admiral  Courbet 
covered  himself  with  glory  by  his  operations  on  the  River 
Mm,  which  ended  in  the  destruction  of  the  Chinese  arsenals 
and  ship-yards  ;  but  the  admiral  had  to  make  all  haste  to 
withdraw  his  force  ;  if  he  had  delayed,  not  a  ship  or  man 
would  have  escaped.  So  at  the  conflict  on  the  Island  of 
Formosa.  The  speed  with  which  the  French  landed  was 
outstripped  by  the  speed  with  which  they  reembarked. 
French  officers  who  have  seen  the  Chinese  in  the  field  shake 
their  heads  when  foreigners  talk  lightly  of  their  military 
prowess.  In  fact,  the  question  speaks  for  itself.  Given  a 
practically  indefinite  number  of  fighting  men,  every  one  of 
whom  is  ready  to  die  on  the  field,  it  goes  without  saying 
that  it  can  not  be  overcome  by  a  weaker  force. 

It  is  this  prospect  which  imparts  gravity  to  the  present  sit- 
uation from  the  Russian  standpoint.  Russia's  recent  ad- 
vance has  brought  her  into  conflict  with  China  at  two  points 
— in  Mantchooria  and  in  Turkestan — and  though  no  actual 
lighting  has  occurred  in  either  place,  both  nations  are  rest- 
ing on  their  arms,  awaiting  the  bugle  blast.  China  is  ready 
to  cut  the  transcontinental  Siberian  road  at  a  convenient 
point  in  the  Amoor,  country,  and  is  massing  troops  in 
Turkestan  to  sever  the  artery  there.  Russia  has  consoled 
herself  with  the  belief  that  no  army  which  the  government 
at  Peking  could  muster  could  hold  its  own  against  seventy- 
five  thousand  well-drilled  Muscovites  under  such  a  leader  as 
Alikanoff.  That  belief  may  be  well  founded.  If  it  is,  the 
Siberian  Railroad  will  be  safe,  and  Russia  may  occupy  a 
port  in  Corea,  from  which  it  can  threaten  the  English  fleet 
in  the  Pacific.  But  if  the  belief  should  prove  a 
and  the  Chinese  should  establish  in  this  pendin 


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THE        ARGONAUT. 


August  27,  1894. 


tation  as  a  fighting  race,  it  may  become  necessary  for  the 
statesmen  at  St.  Petersburg  to  reconsider  their  projects  of 
Asiatic  extension. 

Our  readers  will  remember  that,  some  years  ago,  the 
Argonaut  published  a  number  of  articles  concerning  the 
miraculous  cures  effected  by  the  "holy  coat"  of  Treves. 
We  now  note  with  much  pleasure  that  a  volume  has  recently 
been  published  on  this  subject  by  His  Grace  Felix  Korum, 
Bishop  of  Treves,  in  which  he  gives  documentary  evidence 
of  the  miracles  wrought  by  the  sainted  garment.  His  work 
is  entitled  "Wunder  und  Gdttliche  Gnadenerweise  bei  der 
Ausstellung  des  Heiligen  Rockes  zu  Trier  im  Jahre  1S91." 
"  Trier,"  we  may  remark,  is  the  German  name  for  Treves, 
which  is  a  city  in  Rhenish  Prussia,  on  the  Moselle.  Its 
principal  attraction  is  a  Gothic  cathedral,  the  Liebfrauen- 
kirche,  which  contains  the  celebrated  coat,  a  seamless  gar- 
ment worn  by  the  Saviour  at  the  crucifixion,  and  presented 
to  the  town  by  the  Empress  Helena. 

The  Argonaut,  as  our  readers  know,  takes  a  morbid  in- 
terest in  miracles.  We  have  sent  for  the  work  written  by 
Bishop  Korum,  and  hope  to  find  in  it  much  matter  of  more 
or  less  value,  and  many  things  which  are  doubtless  im- 
portant, if  true.  We  wish  to  find  some  miraculous  cure  of 
cases  where  distinct  organic  lesion  is  involved.  If  the 
"  holy  coat "  can  cure  a  scirrhosed  kidney  or  remove  a  gly- 
cohsemic  condition  of  the  liver,  it  is  certainly  worth  investi- 
gating. If  these  facts  can  be  proved,  rich  and  gouty  Amer- 
icans should  change  their  hygienic  pilgrimage,  and  instead 
of  going  to  Carlsbad  for  the  waters,  should  go  to  Treves  for 
the  "  holy  coat." 

It  is  sad  that  there  should  be  a  seamy  side  to  this  story  of 
a  seamless  garment.  But  so  it  is.  There  were  bad  angels 
in  Paradise,  and  one  out  of  the  twelve  Apostles  betrayed  his 
Lord.  It  seems  that  there  are  two  "holy  coats" — one  at 
Treves,  Germany,  and  one  at  Argenteuil,  France.  Bishop 
Korum,  in  a  pastoral  letter,  solemnly  warns  all  people  against 
the  Argenteuil  cutaway.  He  says  that  the  Treves  garment 
is  the  only  genuine  goods,  and  that  the  other  is  a  fraud. 
This  view  was  concurred  in  by  a  French  priest,  Abbe'  Vonel, 
who  issued  a  pamphlet  on  the  subject.  This  threatened  a 
serious  loss  to  the  town  of  Argenteuil,  for  this  is  the  year 
that  the  Argenteuil  coat  begins  its  miraculous  work.  There- 
fore Monseigneur  Richard,  Archbishop  of  Paris,  was  appealed 
to,  and  he  "called  down"  Abbd  Vonel,  and  suppressed 
the  pamphlet.  The  priests  at  Argenteuil  do  not  deny  that 
the  coat  at  Treves  is  a  genuine  relic,  but  they  assert  that 
the  Argenteuil  coat  was  worn  next  the  skin,  and  is,  therefore, 
much  stronger,  while  the  Treves  coat  was  only  an  outer 
garment  —  an  overcoat,  as  it  were.  In  the  meantime, 
despite  the  pastoral  letter  of  Bishop  Korum,  over  five 
hundred  thousand  pilgrims  have  already  flocked  to  the  little 
town  of  Argenteuil,  and  the  "holy  coat"  is  getting  in  its 
work.  We  shall  look  forward  with  much  interest  to  the 
cures  to  be  performed  by  the  sainted  swallow-tail,  and  shall 
hope  to  keep  our  readers  informed. 

The  postponement  of  action  on  the  Reilly  funding  bill 
gives  opportunity  for  more  thorough  investigation  of  the 
questions  involved  in  the  Pacific  railway  situation,  and  more 
particularly  those  questions  for  and  against  the  govern- 
mental running  of  railways.  That  a  majority  of  the  voters 
of  this  State  outside  of  San  Francisco  feel  sufficiently  con- 
fident of  their  knowledge  of  the  merits  of  the  controversy 
to  advise  Congress  to  operate  railways,  indicates  an  un- 
usually high  degree  of  intelligence  in  this  State.  But  the 
commercial  bodies  of  San  Francisco,  although  called  to- 
gether by  the  mayor,  have  refused  to  take  any  action.  The 
Chamber  of  Commerce,  the  Board  of  Trade,  and  the  Mer- 
chants' Exchange  all  hesitate  to  express  themselves  in  favor 
of  government  railways.  Under  the  circumstances,  there- 
fore, many  intelligent  citizens  will  not  scruple  to  say  that 
they  too  are  in  doubt,  and  here  and  there  will  be  found 
some  unusually  frank  individual  who  will  state  that  he  knows 
nothing  about  the  operating  of  government  railways,  and 
that  he  would  like  to  learn.  Let  us  address  ourselves,  there- 
fore, not  to  the  majority,  who  have  made  up  their  minds,  but  to 
the  minority,  who  have  not.  Fortunately  the  material  for 
investigation  is  at  hand. 

The  American  and  English  maxim  has  always  been  that 
the  government  should  do  only  those  things  that  can  not  be 
done  well  by  private  individuals,  while  the  rule  in  Conti- 
nental Europe  has  been  the  reverse.  The  result  has  been 
that  in  Continental  countries,  whatever  form  the  government 
may  have  assumed,  there  has  always  been  a  bureaucracy — 
a  government  by  office-holders.  The  work  of  the  govern- 
ment has  always  been  better  on  this  account,  and  that  of  in- 
dividuals worse  ;  the  government  has  been  able  to  indulge 
in  certain  lines  of  activity  with  a  success  that  would  be  im- 
possible under  the  methods  of  this  country.  Government 
operation  of  railroads  means  an  adoption  of  the  Continental 
method. 

.n    the    principal    countries    of  Continental  Europe,  state 


ownership  and  private  ownership  exist  side  by  side ;  in 
Australia,  practically  all  of  the  roads  are  owned  and  operated 
by  the  government.  In  these  countries  the  results  of  gov- 
ernment ownership  may  be  profitably  studied  ;  but  it  is  idle 
to  compare  their  roads  with  those  in  this  country.  A  com- 
parison of  the  rates  in  Europe  with  those  in  the  United 
States,  such  as  has  been  recently  published,  is  absolutely 
without  value,  because  the  greater  length  of  the  average  haul 
in  this  country  reduces  the  rate  per  mile  to  a  point  where 
comparison  becomes  absurd.  In  fact,  the  conditions  in 
Europe  are  so  different  from  those  in  this  country  that  it  is 
useless  to  make  any  such  comparisons.  But  this  does  not 
affect  the  fact  that  a  study  of  the  experience  of  Europe  in 
state  ownership  is  very  valuable,  and  a  comparison  of  state 
and  private  roads  in  Europe,  where  they  are  operating  under 
practically  similar  conditions,  will  assist  in  arriving  at  a  more 
intelligent  conclusion  as  to  the  proper  policy  for  this  country 
to  pursue. 

In  the  seven  principal  countries  of  Continental  Europe, 
four  hundred  and  eighty-three  miles  of  railroad  in  each 
thousand  are  owned  by  private  companies  and  five  hundred 
and  seventeen  by  the  states.  But  some  of  the  state  roads 
are  leased  and  operated  by  private  companies  and  some  of 
the  private  roads  are  operated  by  the  governments.  Thus, 
while  the  governments  own  five  hundred  and  seventeen  miles 
in  each  thousand,  they  operate  five  hundred  and  twenty-eight 
miles.  Upon  the  surface  this  appears  to  present  a  quite 
uniform  basis  of  comparison,  but  when  the  details  are  en- 
tered into,  considerable  differences  are  found  to  exist.  In 
Italy,  one-third  of  the  mileage  is  owned  by  private  corpora- 
tions, but  this  does  not  include  any  of  the  principal  lines, 
which  are  all  owned  by  the  state,  but  leased  to  private  com- 
panies ;  in  France,  the  government  owns  slightly  less  than 
one-tenth  of  the  mileage,  but  this  is  in  the  south-western 
part  of  the  state  and  cuts  little  figure  in  the  general  traffic 
situation  ;  in  Belgium,  the  state  owns  practically  all  the 
roads,  and  the  private  lines  cut  little  figure,  as  they  have 
pooling  arrangements  with  the  state  lines — a  policy  that  is 
about  as  much  favored  in  Europe  as  it  is  condemned  in  this 
country.  In  Germany  there  is  a  very  mixed  system.  The 
smaller  states,  before  consolidation  into  the  empire,  owned 
their  own  roads,  which  were  purely  local,  and,  in  many 
cases,  disconnected.  Subsequently,  private  companies  built 
connecting  links  and  branch  lines.  Bismarck  attempted  to 
consolidate  the  various  lines  into  an  imperial  system,  but  the 
jealousy  of  the  petty  states  defeated  his  plans.  In  Prussia, 
however,  he  was  more  successful,  and,  by  construction  or 
purchase,  the  state  now  has  possession  of  all  the  important 
lines.  In  Austria,  the  policy  of  the  government  and  its 
financial  condition  have  favored  private  ownership  ;  never- 
theless, two-thirds  of  the  mileage  is  operated  by  the  state, 
and  in  Hungary,  where  the  policy  of  state  ownership  has 
been  favored  since  1873,  three-quarters  of  the  mileage  is 
operated  by  the  state.  It  is  on  the  state  roads  in  Hungary 
that  the  "zone-tariff"  system  has  been  applied  with  such 
success.  In  Holland,  the  state  owns  slightly  more  than  half 
the  mileage,  and  the  state  and  private  lines  are  each  run  by 
their  respective  owners. 

The  comparison  between  state  and  private  management 
may  be  made  both  as  to  the  financial  showing  and  as  to  the 
service  rendered  to  patrons.  As  regards  the  latter  feature, 
the  difference  seems  to  be  rather  a  question  of  race  than  of 
ownership.  The  government  roads,  however,  seem  to  have 
a  slight  disadvantage  owing  to  the  employees  being  less 
anxious  to  please,  the  officials  being  more  conservative  in 
adopting  improvements  for  the  comfort  of  passengers,  or  in 
improving  the  running  of  trains,  and  the  red  tape  incident  to 
official  methods  of  transacting  business  causes  inconvenience 
to  the  traveling  public.  In  Germany,  also,  there  is  consid- 
erable complaint  among  shippers,  owing  to  the  defective 
movement  of  cars,  they  not  being  at  the  station  where  they 
are  wanted  at  the  time  they  are  wanted.  There  is,  however, 
not  sufficient  information  on  these  points  for  a  definite  con- 
clusion to  be  arrived  at  as  to  the  relative  merits  of  state  and 
private  management  in  these  particulars.  And  whether  the 
defects  mentioned  would  be  done  away  with  or  intensified 
by  government  ownership  in  this  country  is  a  question  for 
each  voter  to  settle  for  himself. 

As  regards  cost  of  construction,  the  private  roads  through- 
out Europe  have  cost  somewhat  more  for  each  mile  of  track 
than  those  constructed  by  the  state.  But  this  general  aver- 
age is  affected  largely  by  the  cost  of  private  roads  in 
Austria  and  Holland.  In  Austria,  the  state  lines  cost  an 
average  of  less  than  $70,000  a  mile,  while  the  private 
roads  averaged  over  $133,000;  in  Holland,  the  figures  are 
$94,165  and  $123,942,  the  latter  being  the  cost  of  private 
roads  per  mile.  It  must  be  remembered,  however,  that  a 
large  part  of  the  private  lines  in  Austria  were  built  by  the 
government  and  sold  at  less  than  cost  to  the  private  com- 
panies, and,  therefore,  the  figures  of  Austria  are  of  little 
value  in  comparing  the  cost  of  road  built  by  the  government 
with  that  built  by  private  companies.      In  Germany,  on  a 


basis  of  $100  a  mile  for  private  roads,  the  government 
roads  cost  $116;  in  Italy,  on  the  same  basis,  the  govern- 
ment roads  cost  $130  ;  in  Belgium,  $163,  and  it  must  be  re- 
membered that  in  Belgium  the  government  selected  the 
most  favorable  lines,  and  did  not  allow  private  companies  to 
build  any  lines  except  those  it  did  not  choose  to  build  itself. 
Throughout  Europe  it  may  be  concluded,  therefore,  that  the 
government  has  not  competed  successfully  with  private  en- 
terprise in  building  roads. 

Although  the  governments  of  Europe  operate  somewhat 
more  than  half  of  the  mileage  of  railroads,  their  gross  earn- 
ings have  been  less  than  those  of  private  roads.  For  each 
hundred  dollars  received  by  the  state  roads,  the  private  lines 
have  received  $144.  On  the  other  hand,  the  working  ex- 
penses of  the  private  roads  are  greater,  being  $123  for  each 
hundred  on  the  state  roads.  On  each  mile  of  road  the  slate 
lines  received  $8,940,  and  the  working  expenses  were  $4,Sio, 
or  fifty-four  per  cent,  of  the  gross  earnings.  On  the  private 
lines  the  receipts  per  mile  were  $12,325,  the  working  ex- 
penses, $5,672,  or  forty-six  per  cent,  of  the  receipts.  From 
this  point  of  view,  the  comparison  is  apparently  in  favor  of 
the  private  lines.  There  is  one  factor  that  is  missing  in  the 
comparison,  however.  If  the  apparently  unfavorable  show- 
ing is  the  result  of  lower  rates  on  the  state  lines,  it  is  really 
an  advantage  to  shippers.  The  information  as  to  rates  is 
not  complete  enough  to  determine  just  how  far  the  difference 
is  due  to  this  cause. 

On  the  heels  of  the  expulsion  of  the  reporters  from  the 
Chamber  of  Deputies  in  Paris,  there  comes  another  dispatch 
from  that  city  by  which  it  appears  that  Alexander  Dumas 
has  raised  a  frightful  tempest  in  the  Parisian  tea-pot  by 
attacking  the  dramatic  critics.  The  imbroglio  arose  from  a 
statement  made  by  Francisque  Sarcey,  to  the  effect  that  the 
opinion  of  the  critics  was  valueless  as  compared  with  that 
of  the  vast  paying  public.  In  an  interview,  Dumas  agreed 
with  this  statement,  and  went  further  by  saying  that  a  large 
number  of  the  critics  were  dishonest.  For  this  he  was 
attacked  by  the  critics,  and  Hector  Bessard,  President  of 
the  Critics'  Club,  wrote  to  Dumas,  demanding  that  he  give 
the  names  of  so-called  dishonest  critics.  Dumas  replied 
in  an  apologetic  tone,  giving  the  name  of  one  critic,  Charles 
Monselet,  who  is  dead.  He  might  have  given  the  name  of 
another  who  is  dead — Albert  Wolff.  For  many  years  Wolff 
wrote  for  the  Figaro  critical  articles  on  music,  the  drama, 
and  art.  His  articles  on  the  opening  of  the  Salon  every 
year  were  looked  forward  to  with  fear  and  reverence — by  the 
artists.  But  he  was  notoriously  corrupt,  and  all  Paris 
knew  it. 

Francisque  Sarcey  was  right  when  he  said  that  the  opin- 
ion of  the  critics  is  valueless  as  compared  with  that  of  the 
great  paying  public.  It  is  extraordinary,  but  it  is  true — no 
one,  playwright,  actor,  or  manager,  can  tell  whether  a  new 
play  will  go  or  not,  and  the  critics  least  of  all.  Dumas 
himself,  one  of  the  most  skillful  playwrights  of  the  day, 
produced  a  piece,  some  years  ago,  which  the  critics  praised 
and  at  which  all  Paris  hooted — "  The  Princess  of  Bagdad." 
Sardou,  another  master  of  the  art,  was  so  chagrined  at 
the  utter  failure  of  "  Daniel  Rochat "  (although  the  critics 
praised  it)  that  he  wrote  "  Divorcons  " — partly  to  recoup  him- 
self for  his  loss  of  time  and  money  on  the  damned  play,  and 
partly  to  express  his  contempt  for  the  Parisians.  It  is  a  strik- 
ing fact  in  the  history  of  journalism  that  nearly  all  the  great 
successes  on  the  lyric  or  dramatic  stage  have  been  con- 
demned by  the  critics.  When  "  II  Trovatore "  was  first 
produced,  nearly  half  a  century  ago,  it  was  condemned  by 
the  critics.  It  is  still,  for  that  matter,  but  the  fact  remains 
that  there  never  was  an  opera  which  pleased  so  many  people 
of  every  race  and  tongue.  Last  night  it  was  probably 
played  at  fifty  opera-houses  scattered  over  five  continents. 
"  Faust,"  which  many  believe  to  be  the  greatest  success 
■of  the  century,  was  unanimously  damned  by  the  critics  on 
its  first  appearance.  Yet  it  has  held  the  boards  for  many 
years,  and  holds  them  stjll.  Two  months  ago,  thousands  of 
people  assembled  in  the  vast  Salle  des  Fetes  of  the  Troca- 
dero  Palace  to  do  honor  to  the  memory  of  Charles  Gounod, 
the  composer  of  "  Faust."  Most  of  the  critics  who  con- 
demned "Faust"  on  its  first  production  are  moldering 
away  in  forgotten  graves. 

Not  only  is  the  judgment  of  critics  valueless,  but  their 
work  is  ephemeral  and  is  forgotte"n.  Who  can  remember 
the  name  of  a  famous  critic  in  England  a  generation  ago  ? 
Who  can  remember  the  name  of  a  famous  critic  in  Paris 
thirty  years  back  ?  A  few  will  think  of  Jules  Janin.  But 
he  is  famous  now  not  for  his  criticisms,  but  for  his  celebrated 
apostrophe  to  the  lobster  as  "the  cardinal  of  the  seas." 
This  once  famous  critic,  whose  knowledge  of  the  lobster  was 
limited  to  the  cooked  crustacean,  left  nothing  behind  him  but 
this  unconscious  jest. 

Yes,  Sarcey  was  right.  The  judgment  of  critics  is  value- 
less. And  not  only  is  their  judgment  valueless,  but  their 
work  is  valueless  too.     It  is  written  and  forgotten.     Who 


August  27,  1894. 


THE        ARGONAUT. 


ever  reads  Jeffreys    nowadays?      Who  ever   reads   Sainte-  : 
Beuve  ?     Yet  the  writers  who  writhed  under  their  lash  can  , 
be  found  to-day  on  the   shelves  of  every  library.     But  who 
can  find  the  works  of  the  critics  ?     Emphatically  it  may  be  , 
said  of  them  that  their  names  were  writ  in  water. 

The  Committee  on  Education  of  the  Constitutional  Con- 
vention of  New  York  State  has  decided  to  report  the  follow- 
ing amendment  to  the  constitution  : 

1 '  Neither  the  State  nor  any  subdivision  thereof  shall  use  its  property, 
or  credit,  or  any  public  money,  or  authorize  or  permit  either  to  be 
used,  directly  or  indirectly,  in  aid  or  maintenance  of  any  school  or 
other  institution  of  learning,  wholly  or  in  part  under  the  direction  or 
control  of  any  religious  denomination,  or  in  which  any  denomina- 
tional tenet  or  doctrine  is  taught," 

The  ratification  of  this  amendment  by  the  people  of  New 
York  will  put  a  stop  to  the  appropriation  of  public  moneys 
in  the  city  of  New  York  for  the  support  of  Roman  Catholic 
institutions  of  learning — that  appropriation  being  at  the  pres- 
ent time  largely  in  excess  of  the  moneys  voted  for  the  sup- 
port of  Protestant  institutions  of  learning  of  all  denomina- 
tions. 

But,  in  other  States,  there  is  no  reason  to  expect  that  the 
Roman  Catholics  will  desist  in  their  efforts  to  break  down 
the  common  schools  for  the  benefit  of  the  parochial  schools. 
That  purpose  has  been  too  clearly  proclaimed  and  too  fre- 
quently reiterated  to  be  abandoned  so  long  as  it  can  be  pur- 
sued without  legal  hindrance. 

Protestants  are  not  generally  aware  of  the  tenacity  with 
which  this  aim  has  been  cherished.  At  the  third  plenary 
council,  which  was  held  at  Baltimore  in  1 889,  a  decree  was 
passed  directing : 

"  That  near  every  church  where  no  school  now  exists,  a  parochial 
school  shall  be  erected  within  two  years  after  the  promulgation  of  the 
decrees  of  this  council  and  perpetually  sustained,  unless  the  bishop, 
on  account  of  special  grave  difficulty,  shall  decide  that  a  delay  may 
be  allowed." 

Other  provisions  of  the  decree  threatened  with  removal 
all  priests  who  did  not  encourage  the  creation  or  support  of 
such  a  school ;  admonished  congregations  that  if  they  neg- 
lected to  support  such  schools  they  would  be  reproved  by 
the  bishop  ;  and  warned  Roman  Catholic  parents  that  they 
are  bound  to  send  their  children  to  parochial  schools  under 
penalties  which  they  realized.  The  year  afterward,  in  1890, 
Cardinal  Gibbons  published  a  book  on  the  subject,  in  which 
he  insists  on  the  division  of  the  school  fund  on  denomina- 
tional lines.  In  1S92,  Ablegate  Satolli,  speaking  for  the 
Pope,  called  upon  Roman  Catholics  to  "  promote  the  erec- 
tion of  Catholic  schools,"  to  be  "open  on  Sundays  and 
weeks  days,  and  to  be  under  the  direct  supervision  of  the 
clergy."  In  the  following  year,  the  same  Ablegate  Satolli 
declared,  in  an  address  on  the  subject  of  education,  that 
"  Catholic  education  is  the  surest  safeguard  for  the  perma- 
nence of  the  commonwealth  and  the  constitution,  and  the 
best  guide  of  the  republic  in  civil  progress."  In  accordance 
with  these  views,  bills  were  introduced  into  the  legislatures 
of  New  Jersey  and  New  York  providing  for  a  division  of 
the  school  moneys  between  Protestants  and  Roman  Catho- 
lics.    Happily  there  is  no  prospect  of  their  becoming  laws. 

It  is  hardly  probable  that  the  wily  Romish  priesthood  will 
succeed  in  many  States  in  breaking  down  the  public  schools. 
Public  respect  for  them  is  too  deeply  ingrained  in  the  Ameri- 
can character  for  that.  But  what  may  be  done,  and  what  is 
being  done  in  many  parts  of  the  country,  and  notably  in  San 
Francisco,  is  to  seek  by  insidious  intrigue  to  induce  parents 
of  the  Roman  Catholic  faith  to  withdraw  their  children  from 
the  public  schools  and  to  send  them  to  the  parochial  schools. 
Walking  delegates  of  the  Roman  Church  are  constantly 
visiting  the  public  schools  and  trying  to  seduce  the  pupils 
from  their  classes.  These  delegates  constantly  din  into 
Roman  Catholic  ears  that  a  Roman  Catholic  parent  who 
neglects  the  parochial  schools  and  patronizes  the  godless 
schools  is  jeopardizing  his  own  and  his  children's  fate  in  an- 
other world. 

Protestants  object  to  this  sort  of  thing,  not  so  much  be- 
cause they  do  not  believe  in  transubstantiation  and  the  inter- 
cession of  saints,  but  because  the  whole  drift  of  Roman 
Catholic  education  is  calculated  to  imbue  pupils  with  an  im- 
perfect allegiance  to  the  authorities  of  their  own  country. 
In  the  parochial  schools,  children  are  taught  that  the  civil 
authorities  are  subordinate  to  the  church,  and  that  an  Amer- 
ican is  not  bound  to  obey  a  law  which  is  not  approved  by 
the  Pope  and  his  cardinals.  Their  graduates  are  educated 
in  a  dual  allegiance.  They  are  to  be  loyal  to  the  Pope  first 
and  above  all  ;  afterward,  if  he  makes  no  objection,  they 
may  be  loyal  to  the  government  of  their  own  election. 
Thus,  if  they  are  good  Roman  Catholics,  they  are  bad  citi- 
zens ;  there  is  no  alternative.  This  is  contrary  to  the  spirit 
of  our  institutions,  which  prescribe  absolute  independence  of 
foreign  control  or  influence. 

The  struggle  of  the  church  to  obtain  control  of  education 
is  not  confined  to  Protestant  countries.  It  prevails  in  such 
Roman   Catholic  countries  as   France   and   Belgium.     For 


forty  years  the  best  citizens  of  Belgium  have  been  fighting  a 
battle  to  get  the  schools  out  of  priestly  hands.  They  have 
found,  as  we  find,  that  loyalty  to  the  church  implies  disloyalty 
to  the  nation.  Now,  as  ever,  wherever  the  church  gets 
power,  it  uses  it  for  its  own  purposes  and  without  regard  to 
national  interests.  In  France  the  schools  were  long  ago 
wrested  out  of  the  hands  of  the  priests  ;  but  the  latter  let  no 
opportunity  escape  to  renew  the  struggle,  and  nothing  but 
incessant  vigilance  prevents  the  reestablishment  of  clerical 
academies  which  would  do  for  young  men  what  the  convents 
do  for  young  women.  One  of  the  ablest  French  statesmen 
of  the  day  declared  that  the  great  obstacle  to  good  govern- 
ment in  France  is  clericalism.  Even  in  Italy  the  government 
is  constantly  compelled  to  abandon  the  consideration  of  great 
national  problems  in  order  to  grapple  with  the  Jesuitical 
efforts  of  the  priests  to  defeat  the  present  educational  law. 

In  San  Francisco,  the  number  of  pupils  attending  the 
public  schools  decreases  year  by  year.  This  is  not  due  to 
any  decrease  in  population.  On  the  contrary,  the  population 
is  increasing.  The  decrease  is  due  to  the  insidious  efforts 
of  the  Roman  priesthood  to  undermine  our  public  schools. 
The  parochial  schools  are  increasing  in  attendance  while  the 
public  schools  decline.  If  the  American  Protective  Asso- 
ciation- desires  to  protect  our  public  schools,  here  is  some- 
thing well  worth  their  investigation.  How  does  the  decline 
in  our  public-school  attendance  please  the  A.  P.  A.? 

In  the  midst  of  the  numerous  international  marriages  and 
the  mating  of  American  heiresses  with  European  princelings, 
there  is  a  curious  social  tendency  in  England  which  Ameri- 
cans are  apt  to  overlook.  It  is  the  marriage  of  the  peer's 
daughter  to  the  commoner.  It  goes  without  saying  that 
there  are  many  peers'  daughters  in  England.  It  also  goes 
without  saying  that  there  are  many  peers'  daughters  who  are 
poor.  Owing  to  primogeniture  and  entail,  many  a  peer 
whom  heaven  has  blessed  with  daughters,  leaves  them  pen- 
niless when  he  passes  from  the  House  of  Lords  to  the  House 
of  the  Lord,  his  Father's  mansion.  What  can  they  do? 
Obviously  they  can  rarely  marry  in  their  own  station,  for  a 
poor  young  peer  wants  a  wealthy  cotton-spinner's  daughter 
or  an  American  slaughter-house  heiress  for  a  wife,  while  a 
rich  young  peer  does  not  greatly  care  for  the  daughter  of  a 
hundred  earls,  but  picks  out  instead  youth,  health,  and 
beauty,  wherever  he  can  find  it — sometimes  in  St.  John's 
Wood  and  sometimes  in  the  London  music-'alL  Therefore 
the  poor  peer's  daughter  often  is  left  to  wither  upon  the  an- 
cestral stem.  But  there  are  wealthy  commoners  in  England 
who  like  to  look  up  to  a  wife  as  well  as  to  love  her.  It  is 
upon  these  curious  persons  that  the  poor  peer's  daughter 
bestows  her  hand.  Last  week  there  were  two  such  mar- 
riages in  London  on  the  same  day — Lady  Barbara,  eldest 
daughter  of  the  Earl  of  Coventry,  was  married  to  Mr. 
Gerald  Dudley  Smith,  and  Lady  Esther  Gore,  youngest 
daughter  of  the  Earl  of  Arran,  was  married  to  Mr.  W.  F. 
D.  Smith,  The  latter  gentleman  is  the  son  of  W.  H.  Smith, 
the  famous  news-dealer,  who  became  a  cabinet  minister  and 
head  of  the  admiralty — the  one  after  whom  Gilbert  is  sup- 
posed to  have  patterned  the  admiral  in  "  Pinafore." 

Americans  do  not  look  with  a  kindly  eye  upon  that  snob- 
bish trait  in  their  women  which  impels  them  to  marry  Euro- 
pean titles.  But  this  weakness  is  more  excusable  in  a  woman 
than  in  a  man.  Fancy  these  two  Smiths  who  were  married 
last  week,  and  how  they  will  go  through  life.  Their  wives, 
being  of  noble  birth,  will  always  take  precedence  of  them. 
They  will  be  announced  as  "  Lady  Barbara  and  Mr.  Smith," 
and  if  they  travel  in  America,  the  clerk's  suspicions  will  be 
justifiably  excited  when  he  sees  on  the  register  :  "  Lady 
Esther  Gore  and  Mr.  W.  F.  D.  Smith." 


The  report  of  Major-General  W.  H.  Dimond  concerning 
the  conduct  of  the  National  Guard  at  Sacramento  during 
the  recent  riots  there  has  been  completed,  and  has  been 
placed  in  the  hands  of  Governor  H.  H.  Markham,  com- 
mander-in-chief of  the  military  forces  of  the  State  of  Cali- 
fornia per  mare,  per  terrain.  Governor  Markham  has  been 
interviewed  by  a  reporter,  who  desired  to  know  whether  the 
report  was  accessible  to  the  public.  To  him,  Governor 
Markham  impressively  replied  : 

"The  report,  as  you  see" — waving  his  hand  toward  a  wad 
of  documents  all  covered  with  wax  of  a  sanguinolent  hue — 
"  the  report  is  under  seal,  and  I  do  not  propose  to  break  the 
seals  until  I  return  home.  I  am  aware  that  the  people  of 
the  State  are  interested  in  the  report,  and  consequently  I 
shall  give  the  report  a  most  careful  consideration  before 
passing  upon  it.  The  report  is  double  sealed.  I  want  to 
emphasize  that  fact." 

Having  thus  spoken,  the  governor  rambled  off  into  a  dis- 
quisition upon  the  public  institutions  of  the  State,  and  of  the 
many  burdens  which  repose  upon  his  shoulders.  But  he  re- 
fused to  say  anything  further  about  the  report. 

To  quote  Governor  Markham's   remarkable  and  never-to- 


be-forgotten  epistle  to  the  Californians,  written  after  the 
trouble  was  all  over  and  he  had  succeeded  in  getting  from 
pent-up  Pasadena  back  to  the  capital  of  the  State,  where 
most  of  the  trouble  had  been — to  quote  the  governor's  own 
burning  words  : 

"  It  is  safer  to  await  the  result  of  events  than  to  attempt 
to  foretell  consequences  which  it  is  impossible  to  foresee." 

From  this  guarded  language,  it  is  evidently  useless  to  at- 
tempt to  forecast  the  workings  of  the  gubernatorial  mind. 
One  can  only  speculate  as  to  what  a  loss  the  world  is  forced 
to  bear  since  Governor  Markham  is  a  statesman  instead  of  a 
stylist.  But  pure  and  limpid  as  is  his  style,  the  sentence  we 
have  just  quoted  has  a  faint  tinge  of  plagiarism.  It  recalls 
vividly  one  of  the  celebrated  sayings  of  a  local  editorial 
philosopher — now,  alas  !  no  more — who  wrote  : 

"Never  prejudge  anything  in  advance.  The  course  which 
is  for  the  best  interests  of  the  people  is  that  which  should  be 
done." 

But,  after  all,  it  were  hypercriticism  to  call  this  plagiar- 
ism. Philosophers  in  all  ages  have  incubated  the  same 
thoughts.  But  there  were  other  gems  in  Governor  Mark- 
ham's  letter  which  bore  the  stamp  of  unmistakable  original- 
ity.    As  witness  these  : 

"Be  cautious,  truthful,  and  honest,  and  you  will  come 
nearer  winning  in  the  end." 

"  It  is  always  safe  to  avoid  any  man  who  has  accomplished 
nothing  in  life  except  the  wagging  of  his  under-jaw." 

This  is  doubtless  true  of  all  classes  except  lawyers  and 
politicians.  Were  their  under-jaws  condemned  to  wag  no 
more,  there  would  be  a  great  mortality  among  them,  and 
the  community  would  be  correspondingly  profited. 

Governor  Markham's  very  curious  advice,  "  Be  cautious, 
truthful,  and  honest,"  recalls  the  childhood  tale  of  the  ad- 
venturous youth  who  wandered  into  an  enchanted  palace, 
and  found  written  over  a  great  golden  portal  the  words 
"  Be  bold."  And  as  he  advanced  into  the  palace,  he  came 
to  a  second  door,  ■whereon  were  the  words:  "And  still  be 
bold."  But  as  he  strode  on,  with  a  stout  heart,  he  was 
stopped  by  another  door,  over  which  were  the  words  :  "  Be 
not  too  bold." 

Perhaps  Governor  Markham  can  see  the  application.  He 
followed  his  own  advice  during  the  recent  disorders  in  this 
State,  and  was  cautious — so  cautious  that  he  did  not  appear 
upon  the  scene  at  all.  But  he  was  too  cautious.  He  has 
incurred  the  contempt  of  the  people  of  the  State.  In  the 
interview  which  inspired  this  paragraph,  the  reporter  quotes 
him  as  saying  : 

"  I  feel  that  I  can  say  what  I  intend  to  without  the  impu- 
tation of  trying  to  work  up  a  '  boom,'  for  I  am  no  longer  a 
candidate." 

After  this  bold  declaration  of  his  freedom  of  speech,  the 
cautious  governor  became  silent,  and  said  nothing  at  all. 
But  his  declaration  that  he  is  "  not  a  candidate "  was  en- 
tirely unnecessary.  He  could  not  be  elected  keeper  of  a  dog- 
pound  in  any  county  in  California. 


The  Democratic  solons  now  deliberating  here  in  State 
convention  constitute  a  most  acephalous  body.  They  have 
no  leader.  It  was  believed  by  many  that  when  Christopher 
Buckley,  Esq.,  laid  aside  the  royal  robes  and  boss's  crown, 
and  retired,  like  another  Cincinnatus,  to  his  Livermore  farm, 
a  new  leader  would  arise — that  like  young  Bonaparte  in  the 
Italian  wars,  a  general  would  come  forth  from  some  sub- 
altern. But  nobody  has  arisen,  and  nothing  has  occurred — 
except  a  Popper.  But  the  Popper  did  nothing  but  call  the 
convention  to  order,  and  then  disappeared  into  Popperian 
darkness.  In  its  present  headless  state,  the  Democratic 
convention  resembles  nothing  so  much  as  a  blind  race  at  a 
picnic,  where  a  number  of  gentlemen  with  their  heads  in 
bags  ramble  around  aimlessly  in  circles  and  ovals,  carefully 
but  unconsciously  avoiding  the  goal. 


The  embarrassing  position  in  which  the  Democratic  State 
Convention  has  been  placed  by  its  plethora  of  Murphys  is 
not  unamusing.  Mr.  Barney  Murphy,  of  Santa  Clara,  has 
been  a  candidate  for  governor,  and  Judge  Murphy,  of  Del 
Norte,  a  candidate  for  the  supreme  bench.  The  friends 
of  both  Murphys  felt  instinctively  that  two  Murphys 
on  the  State  ticket  would  not  do  —  it  is  admitted  on 
every  hand  that  this  is  a  bad  year  for  Murphys  — 
and  therefore  each  Murphy  faction  has  been  frantically 
endeavoring  to  kill  off  the  other  Murphy.  At  last  the 
friends  of  the  forensic  Murphy  succeeded  in  having  the 
judicial  nominations  placed  first  in  the  order  of  business, 
which  temporarily  cast  gloom  in  the  camp  of  the  rival 
and  non-forensic  Murphy.  But  how  has  the  grand  old 
Jeffersonian  party  fallen  !  There  was  a  time  when  any  such 
cowardly  truckling  to  race  and  religious  prejudice  would  not 
have  been  permitted  in  a  Democratic  convention,  and  a 
ticket  composed  entirely  of  Murphys,  from  top  l 
would  have  gone  through  with  a  whoop  and  a  h; 


THE        ARGONAUT. 


August  27,  1894. 


TWO    AMBITIONS. 


A  Brief  Tale  of  Life  at  a  Frontier  Army-Post. 


The  chief  and  first  tendency  oi  the  arm}',  individually  and 
collectively,  is  to  love  all  new  arrivals  ;  the  second  and  last- 
ing one  is  to  pick  them  to  pieces  and  to  backbite  them. 

We  loved  Miss  Rohan  with  true  Christian  spirit  when  she 
first  came  to  the  fort.  It  being  the  head-quarters  of  the 
regiment  and  we  having  a  band  at  our  disposal,  we  gave  her 
a  serenade  upon  the  night  of  her  entrance  upon  military  soiL 
The  style  of  the  serenade  was  largely  in  what  our  colonel 
called  "  Q  minor,"  being  his  way  of  expressing  "  ultra-classic." 
The  programme  had  been  arranged  before  we  had  had  the 
pleasure  of  seeing  Miss  Rohan,  and  when  we  realized  how 
entirely  it  was  unsuited  to  her  style,  there  was  no  time  to 
change. 

We  called  on  her  in  a  body  the  night  of  the  day  that  she 
came,  which  is  the  delightfully  barbarous  custom  at  military 
posts,  like  a  lot  of  savages  crowding  about  a  newly  arrived 
runner  who  brings  news  of  the  outside  world.  It  is  meant 
well.  Most  of  the  inane  and  annoying  things  that  we  do  in 
the  social  body  are  meant  well,  which  is  their  only  excuse. 
Nobody  stops  to  think  that  the  travel- stained  wanderer  would 
like  time  to  rid  herself  of  the  rubbed-in  coal-soot  and  the 
alkali  powder  of  the  plains  that  she  would  like  the  first  im- 
pression to  be  a  favorable  one. 

We  sat  within  the  tawdry  little  parlor  while  the  band 
played  symphonies  and  andantes  under  the  window,  and  we 
watched  the  drop  of  new  blood  in  our  stagnant  veins.  It 
was  not  blue  blood  in  the  least ;  it  was  hearty  and  red  and 
strong  ;  but  it  was  the  better  appreciated  on  that  account 

We  were  four,  the  bachelor  officers — I  mean  in  the  room 
— and  one  of  us  was  undoubtedly  doomed  to  become  the 
prey  of  this  young  person.  Which  of  us  heaven  had  set  its 
mark  upon  was  not  then  to  be  guessed.  Miss  Rohan  smiled 
on  all  alike.  It  was  a  generous  smile  which  showed  two 
rows  of  teeth  rather  heavily  upholstered  in  gold.  They  sug- 
gested that  she  had  eaten  a  good  deal  of  taffy  and  pickled 
limes  in  her  very  youthful  days.  As  I  see  it  now,  in  the 
light  of  cool  reason,  she  would  have  made  an  ideal  milk- 
maid, for  she  was  plump  and  fair,  her  nose  was  crimson 
from  exposure  to  the  Arizona  sun,  her  hair  was  an  undecided 
blonde,  and  her  eyes  were  blue — real  Irish  blue.  Also,  seen 
in  the  cool  light  of  reason,  her  gown  was  more  intricate  than 
graceful :  she  had  on  a  skirt  ruffled  quite  to  the  waist — a 
fashion,  it  seems,  among  stout  women — a  very  large  flounce, 
if  that  is  the  name  for  it,  falling  from  the  shoulder  and 
sleeves,  which  were  simply  huge.  She  was  very  much  laced, 
too,  which  may  have  had  something  to  do  with  her  florid 
skin.  One  is  pretty  apt  to  notice  a  woman's  feet  ;  hers  were 
short  and  broad  and  cased  in  red  slippers.  As  for  her 
hands,  they  were  dumpy,  and  the  tips  of  her  fingers  were 
square.  I  learned  afterward  that  her  hands  were  her  pride. 
She  would  sit  on  the  front  porch  even'  morning  at  guard- 
mounting  and  manicure  them.  There  was  no  hesitation  in 
her  manner  nor  in  her  voice  ;  in  fact,  she  spoke  loudly  and 
not  always  quite  grammatically. 

Then  I  looked  at  my  three  companions.  There  was 
Blake,  who  was  tall,  fair,  and  handsome — the  kind  of  man 
that  women  fall  head  over  ears  in  love  with,  who  stood  and 
looked  deep  into  their  eyes  as  if  he  read  therein  the  story  of 
his  life.  He  was  the  son  of  a  New  England  farmer,  of  the 
kind  called  "good,  plain  people,"  and  he  was  about  as  manly 
and  whole-souled  a  fellow  as  the  cavalry  held. 

Then  there  was  Thomas,  who  was  small  and  trim.  He  had 
enough  conceit  for  a  much  bigger  man,  but  then  conceit  is 
usually  in  inverse  ratio  to  a  man's  proportions.  He  was  of 
the  cavalry,  too,  and  he  rode  the  largest  horse  in  the  garri- 
son. As  to  his  ancestors,  they  were  Philadelphians,  and,  he 
led  one  to  believe,  of  good  old  Quaker  stock. 

Also  there  was  Bayard.  Now,  he  was  what  any  man  with 
his  name  should  be — we  all  know  the  old  motto.  And  he 
was  so  blue-blooded  ;  his  people  were  the  very  best  that  the 
United  States  affords.  His  mother — stern,  refined,  high- 
souled  old  lady — was  dead  and  had  left  to  him  her  diamonds 
for  his  future  wife.  It  did  not  even  occur  to  her  that  he 
could  marry  beneath  him,  so  she  gave  him  no  death-bed 
warnings.  His  father,  a  tall  and  stately  old  general,  with 
huge  white  mustache  and  a  fondness  for  good  wines,  still 
lived  in  Washington,  where  he  sat  in  the  War  Department 
all  day  and  at  the  Army  and  Navy  Club  all  night 

Now  Bayard  had  not  much  beauty  of  feature,  but  he  was 
well-built  and  refined  to  the  last  degree.  His  ambition  was 
something  unbounded  ;  he  was  regimental  adjutant  now,  and 
could  have  had  almost  any  detail  or  appointment  he  chose  to 
ask  for.  There  was  for  him  one  aim  :  to  rise  as  high  as  an 
officer  may.  He  would  have  graced  any  rank,  too,  better 
than  a  good  many  others. 

For  myself,  I  need  no  description,  for  I  was  out  of  the 
race  from  the  first 

We  had  a  Welsh  rarebit  and  some  beer  before  we  left 
Miss  Rohan  liked  beer,  but  I  think  she  was  disappointed  in 
the  rarebit. 

She  came  upon  the  porch  the  next  morning  to  see  guard- 
mounting,  and  she  brought  her  manicure-set  with  her.  If 
you  can  get  used  to  it,  a  woman  really  looks  fascinating 
when  she  sits  before  the  world  in  broad  daylight  and  "does" 
her  nails,  more  especially  if  you  happen  to  be  one  of  several 
lone  bachelors  who  have  not  looked  on  the  face  of  a  young 
woman  for  six  months. 

After  guard-mounting,  she  went  for  a  ride  with  Blake  and 
Bayard.  She  sat  her  horse  splendidly,  although  she  did 
hold  the  reins  in  both  hands  ;  but  that  was  a  habit  she  had 
picked  up  from  riding  hard-mouthed  cart-horses,  she  sweetly 
explained.  Blake  and  Bayard  took  luncheon  with  her.  We 
sat  by  and  betted  on  the  outcome. 

In  honor  of  the  young  lady's  arrival  we  had  a  hop  that 

night.     It  was  quite  an  affair — twenty  couples  in  all,  some  of 

the  b-*.st  people  from  the  neighboring  railroad   town  having 

en    over.     We  promptly  discovered    that  Miss    Rohan 

i  not  dance  ;  at  least,  her  way  was  not  our  way.     She 


went  around  in  a  circle,  which  was  enough  to  make  even  a 
soldier's  head  swim  ;  but  then  she  took  it  so  cheerfully  and 
sweetly  when  she  stepped  on  our  patent-leather  pumps,  and 
informed  us  so  honestly  that  she  "  guessed  she  never  had  been 
much  at  dancin',"  that  we  were  only  too  anxious  to  assure 
her  that  she  was  a  perfect  fair)'.  In  course  of  time  she 
came  to  believe  it. 

She  had  one  habit  which  was  delightful,  it  was  so  old- 
fashioned  and  quaint:  she  said  "Yes'm"  and  "  No'm," 
"Yessir"  and  "  Nosir,"  always.  Captain  Grant  said  it  was 
like  a  servant-girl ;  but,  then,  he  had  just  been  on  leave  and 
was  engaged  to  an  Eastern  girl. 

We  thought  she  was  very  good  company,  and  so  did  the 
garrison  children.  They  took  a  violent  fancy  to  her.  She 
played  tag  and  prisoner's  base  with  them  ;  she  climbed 
fences  and  wood-piles  ;  she  sat  on  the  top  of  the  barns  ; 
and  she  rode  barebacked  horses  around  the  post.  And 
then  she  was  such  a  thoroughly  good-hearted  girl,  generous 
to  the  last  degree,  and  such  a  cook  ! 

For  a  long  time  Bayard  and  Blake  divided  the  honors. 
Miss  Rohan  and  fate  smiled  on  both  equally.  But  Miss 
Rohan  was  a  girl  with  considerable  natural  tendency  to  aim 
high  ;  moreover,  her  married  sister  had  an  eye  to  the  main 
chance.  If  there  was  one  thing  more  than  another  that  she 
hoped  for,  it  was  to  see  the  girl  Kate  Bayard. 

Here  is  the  case  stated  plainly :  Given  a  lieutenant  of 
twenty-six,  who  is  born  with  a  fondness  for  feminine  society, 
who  has  not  had  any  of  it  for  at  least  a  year — that  is,  not  any 
young  feminine  society  ;  given  also  two  women,  one  of 
them  married  and  determined,  the  other  unmarried  and 
not  unattractive.  It  needs  no  great  wisdom  to  see  the 
natural  outcome.  Had  Bayard,  just  then,  had  one  redeem- 
ing, womanly  influence,  had  he  broken  away  for  a  month 
and  gone  back  among  his  equals,  or  had  one  of  his 
equals  come  to  him,  he  would  have  been  saved.  As  it  was, 
he  was  left  alone  with  his  ambition  and  this  girl. 

He  fell  in  love  ;  therefore,  he  lost  his  reasoning  powers, 
otherwise  he  would  have  been  bound  to  see  that  this  woman 
and  ambition  could  not  both  be  in  his  life.  He  fell  in  love, 
and  he  married  her  then  and  there.  She  wore  the  diamonds 
of  the  stately  old  mother,  as  she  sat  on  the  porch  at  guard- 
mounting  with  her  manicure  set. 

The  first  intimation  we  had  of  the  way  the  wind  blew  in 
that  family  was  when  the  young  Mrs.  Bayard  sat  one  day  on 
the  front  steps  and  read  a  copy  of  "  Don't,"  which  she  told 
us  that  "  my  husband "  had  bought  for  her.  She  was  very 
much  pleased  with  the  gift,  and  took  much  pleasure  in  read- 
ing it.  We  noticed  after  that  that  she  was  most  careful 
about  breaking,  biting,  and  cutting  her  bread  at  dinner, 
breakfast,  and  luncheon,  but  "  Don't "  evidently  did  not  in- 
clude any  reference  to  manicure-sets.  I  think  Bayard  told 
her  about  them,  though,  after  a  time,  for  she  ceased  making  her 
appearance  in  public  with  it,  but  she  bit  her  nails  nervously. 

I  went  away  on  leave  about  this  time.  When  I  came 
back,  there  was  a  little  Bayard,  which  promised  to  look  very 
like  its  mamma.  There  had  been  a  great  quarrel  as  to  the 
naming  of  the  child.  There  were  a  good  many  quarrels 
now,  anyway.  Mrs.  Bayard  had  liked  the  name  of  Kath- 
leen— she  said  it  was  her  mother's  name,  and,  for  my  part, 
it  seemed  that  it  was  very  musical  and  pretty — but  the 
father  was  determined  upon  Beatrice,  with  the  accent  on  the 
second  syllable.     The  child  was  baptized  Kathleen. 

When  I  had  gone  East  on  my  leave,  Bayard  had  begged 
me  to  give  my  attention  and  what  personal  influence  I  had 
to  his  promotion  as  captain  and  commissary  at  Washington. 
He  wanted  it  even  worse  than  he  did  a  foreign  atta che- ship. 

I  saw  the  turn  affairs  had  taken — that  madam  was  grow- 
ing stouter,  ugly,  and  untidy  ;  that  she  neglected  even  the 
manicure-set  for  the  very  noisy  and  unprepossessing  baby  ; 
that  poor  Bayard's  spick-and-span  clothing  and  appearance 
were  a  thing  of  the  past  ;  that  he  looked  worn  and  did  not 
seem  to  feel  at  ease  among  his  brother  officers.  So  I  car- 
ried to  him  some  encouraging  news  with  regard  to  his  erst- 
while desired  appointment.  I  told  him  that  I  knew  it  to  be 
a  sure  thing  ;  that  the  enviable  post  in  Washington  would 
soon  be  his  ;  that  ere  long  he  would  be  again  in  his  native  air. 

An  uneasy  look  came  into  his  fine  brown  eyes.  He 
shrank  back  as  his  wife  and  the  baby  came  into  the  room. 
For  an  instant  his  glance  rested  on  them. 

"  Thank  you,  old  fellow,"  he  said.  "  I  think  I  shall  be 
content  to  pass  the  rest  of  my  life  on  the  frontier,  '  far  from 
the  madding  crowd,'  you  know,"  he  added,  with  a  choking 
laugh. 

Poor  Bayard  !  And  this  was  the  end.  But  I  knew  he 
was  right,  and  I  went  away,  leaving  him  with  his  future  and 
with  his  wife.  Gwkxdulen  Overton. 

San  Francisco,  August,  1894. 


There  is  but  one  place  in  the  world  in  which  horse-racing 
may  be  seen  at  night.  That  is  in  St.  Louis,  Mo.  The  track 
was  built  as  a  regulation  daylight  race-course,  but  Missouri 
pool  laws  soon  after  went  into  force  and  drove  all  the  "  talent " 
to  the  track  across  the  river  in  East  St.  Louis.  A  stock- 
holder in  the  venture  suggested  that  the  place  be  lighted  up 
and  run  at  night  as  a  sort  of  curiosity,  but  he  did  not  dream 
that  horses  could  be  run  successfully  in  a  long  meeting  at  the 
full  distances  that  are  common  on  short  courses.  The  vent- 
ure was  tried,  however,  and  it  succeeded  from  the  start. 
Before  the  summer  and  fall  were  half  gone  the  grand  stand 
would  not  hold  the  people  who  thronged  to  see  the  races. 
As  the  racers  come  into  the  stretch,  a  powerful  search-light 
is  thrown  on  them  from  one  of  the  four  little  elevated  houses 
that  are  situated  at  the  turns.  The  colors,  even  to  those  of 
the  sashes  worn  by  the  jockeys,  stand  out  in  the  perfection 
of  clearness.  The  search-light  follows  the  horses  around  the 
turn,  and  then  another  one  takes  its  place  as  the  animals 
break  into  the  stretch  down  past  the  stand.  Never  was  a 
daylight  race  more  exciting  than  this.  The  spectators  yell 
like  mad  as  the  animals  go  by  the  judges  with  a  rush.  As 
they  reach  the  turn  they  go  into  the  glare  of  the  steel-blue 
search-light,  and  again  is  the  beautiful  color  effect  presented. 
The  finishes  are  generally  exciting  and  the  running  fair. 


INDIVIDUALITIES. 

Senator  Brice,  some  time  ago,  walled  up  the  front  door 
in  his  house  so  as  to  have  nothing  but  a  carriage  entrance. 

Prince  Adolphus  of  Teck,  the  brother  of  the  Duchess  of 
York,  is  to  marry  a  daughter  of  the  Duke  of  Westminster, 
who  owns  most  of  London. 

Levi  P.  Morton  wears  four  wigs  a  month,  graded  so  that 
each  one  is  a  shade  longer  than  the  other.  It  is  said  that 
any  recommendation  from  an  acquaintance  to  the  effect  that 
he  should  get  his  hair  cut  always  touches  a  soft  and  receptive 
spot  in  the  ex-Vice-Presidential  heart. 

H.  H.  Warner,  of  Rochester,  the  patent-medicine  man  who 
made  seven  millions  of  dollars  out  of  his  "remedies,"  which 
were  so  extensively  advertised  everywhere,  has  returned 
home  from  Europe  penniless.  He  left  the  last  of  his  fortune 
at  Monte  Carlo,  says  the  Chicago  Tribune. 

David  B.  Hill  is  not  a  sociable  man.  He  never  eats  with 
anybody.  If.  he  happens  to  know  that  the  wife  or  daughter 
of  a  senator  is  ill  almost  unto  death,  he  would  never  make 
an  inquiry  in  regard  to  her  while  talking  to  the  senator. 
Hill,  in  fact,  has  no  private  life.  All  is  merged  into 
politics. 

M.  de  Paris  (Deibler)  is  generally  hooted  and  shunned 
whenever  he  travels  for  an  execution  ;  but  lately,  when  on 
a  visit  to  Rouen,  he  was  the  hero  of  the  day.  He  went 
there  to  guillotine  a  man  named  Gamelin,  who  had  mal- 
treated and  murdered  a  little  girl.  The  feeling  against  the 
criminal  was  so  strong  that  the  executioner  was  respectfully 
saluted  as  the  most  admirable  representative  of  justice. 

Pope  Leo  the  Thirteenth  keeps  a  number  of  birds  in  his 
library  and  in  the  alcoves  of  his  reception-room.  "  You 
see,"  he  once  said  to  a  foreign  minister,  "  these  birds  are  my 
diplomats.  Whenever  I  receive  any  one  here,  he  can  only 
make  a  report  as  to  my  amiability,  and  can  seldom  under- 
stand my  words,  because  the  chatter  of  these  songsters 
drowns  all  that  I  say.  The  visitor  can  not  tell  what  I  say, 
and  often  can  not  tell  whether  I  have  even  spoken." 

By  the  death  of  old  Lord  Denman  the  British  House  of 
Peers  loses  one  of  its  greatest  cranks.  Whenever  Lord 
Salisbury  would  get  upon  his  legs  to  make  a  speech,  Lord 
Denman  would  at  once  rise  to  address  the  House,  with  the 
deliberate  object  of  talking  down  the  marquis.  As  he  was 
stone  deaf,  he  would  pay  no  heed  to  expostulations  on  the 
part  of  his  brother  peers  or  of  the  lord  chancellor  as  pre- 
siding officer,  and  was  to  be  stopped  from  further  utterance 
only  by  being  dragged  down  into  his  seat  by  his  long  coat- 
tails. 

The  Emperor  William  is  generally  supposed  to  be  a  man 
of  austere  life,  rigid  and  punctilious  in  his  intercourse  with 
those  about  him,  and  habitually  absorbed  in  affairs  of  state. 
An  evening  on  the  imperial  yacht  Hohemollern  is  anything 
but  dulL  Eccentric  variety  performances  are  provided, 
consisting  of  singing  and  playing  in  character,  exhibitions 
of  rapid  sketching  in  caricature,  impromptu  verse-making, 
etc.  Among  the  participants  in  these  merry-makings  are 
embassadors,  ministers,  and  professors,  who  are  included 
among  the  emperor's  guests. 

President  Casimir-Perier  is  one  of  the  best-guarded  rulers 
in  Europe.  A  flying  brigade  of  police  agents,  in  civilian 
costume,  has  been  created  to  follow  the  president  step  by 
step  wherever  he  goes.  When  M.  Casimir-Perier  is  about 
to  start  from  the  Elysee,  the  prefecture  of  police  is  apprised 
by  telephone  of  the  place  to  which  he  is  going,  as  well  as  of 
the  route  he  is  to  take.  Before  he  has  crossed  the  gate  of  the 
palace,  a  carriage  is  already  on  the  street,  with  orders  to 
follow  the  presidential  conveyance  and  not  to  lose  sight  of 
it.     This  manoeuvre  is  repeated  several  times  daily. 

President  Cleveland  is  said  to  have  expressed  himself 
harshly  about  the  grandiloquent  tribute  which  Senator  Vilas 
paid  him  in  the  Senate.  Mr.  Cleveland  is  very  tired  of  hear- 
ing Vilas  slop  over  on  all  sorts  of  occasions.  When  the 
President  would  read  one  of  his  State  papers  to  the  Cabinet 
for  suggestions,  Vilas  (says  the  St.  Louis  Globe-Democrat) 
would  burst  forth  with  :  "  Mr.  President,  that  is  magnificent. 
It  seems  to  me  I  never  heard  or  read  such  diction  as  you 
use  to  clothe  your  thoughts.  In  all  of  my  reading  I  have 
never  found  anything  that  approaches  it,  and  I  don't  see  how 
you  get  it."  The  President  is  said  to  have  confided  long 
ago  to  Dan  Lamont  his  private  opinion  that  Yilas  is  "an 
ass." 

The  disappearance  of  M.  Gamier,  the  famous  Paris  specu- 
lator in  works  of  art,  was  long  a  mystery,  but  his  suicide  is 
said  to  have  been  established.  M.  Gamier  had  a  magnifi- 
cent villa  at  Champigny — the  green-houses,  hot-houses,  Swiss 
dairy,  and  gardens  at  which  must  have  cost  millions  of 
francs.  His  own  house,  in  the  Rue  de  Suez,  contained  a 
picture-gallery  which  was  in  itself  a  fortune.  It  was  Gamier 
who  bought  "The  Angelus"  of  Millet  for  eight  hundred 
thousand  francs,  and  who  paid  two  million  eight  hundred 
thousand  francs  for  the  Van  Praet  collection  in  Brussels.  It 
has  been  said  that  owing  to  the  dull  times  in  this  country,  he 
could  not  recover  the  large  sums  of  money  due  him  here. 

A  Philadelphia  artist  says  of  the  late  George  Inness  : 
"  There  was  a  strange  commingling  in  his  nature  of  sturdy 
independence  and  extreme  sensitiveness.  When  a  young 
man,  one  day  in  the  streets  of  Rome,  he  struck  down  a  hel- 
meted  gendarme,  who  had  ordered  him  to  remove  his  hat 
while  a  religious  procession  was  passing.  For  this  he  was 
imprisoned,  and  only  secured  his  release  through  the  strenu- 
ous efforts  of  the  American  Minister  there.  Yet  late  one 
afternoon,  when  he  had  worked  on  some  foreground  cows  all 
day,  when  I  said  the  cattle  looked  like  '  camels,'  he  dropped 
his  mahl-stick  and  palette  and  swooned.  I  dashed  water  on 
his  face  to  bring  him  to,  and  then  he  laughed  with  me  over 
this  exhibition  of  acute  sensitiveness." 


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In  the  literary  slang  of  the  dtiv  everything  is  "new,"  from 
"  the  new  humor  " — a  phrase  coined,  I  believe,  to  designate 
the  gentle  funning  of  Mr.  Jerome  K.  Jerome  and  his  friends, 
Robert  Barr  and  I.  Zangwill — to  "  the  new  hedonism,"  and 
surely  none  of  these  products  of  this  century-end  is  more 
deserving  of  the  designation  than  the  new  journalism.  The 
father  of  it  all  is  Mr.  George  Newnes,  the  founder  and  pro- 
prietor of  Tid-Bits  and  of  several  other  cheap  journals 
which  have  met  with  a  financial  success  that  seems  like  a 
tale  from  the  "  Arabian  Nights." 

Cheapness  was  the  fundamental  idea  in  Mr.  Newnes's  un- 
dertaking ;  he  thought  that  a  low-priced  weekly  that  would 
cater  to  the  millions  could  be  carried  up  to  a  circulation 
hitherto  unknown  in  newspaper  annals,  and  he  has  proved 
the  truth  of  his  proposition  to  his  own  entire  satisfaction. 
Tid-Bits  and  his  other  weeklies  have  grown  to  an  enormous 
circulation.  In  addition  to  his  weekly  publications,  he 
started  a  monthly  called  the  Strand  Magazine,  which  was  a 
success  at  once,  and  last  year  he  began  the  publication  of  a 
daily  evening  paper,  the  Westminster  Gazette.  This  is  ap- 
parently doing  well,  but  a  daily  newspaper  is  a  plant  of  slow 
growth.  Mr.  Newnes  has  become  a  notable  figure  in  the 
journalistic  world,  a  member  of  Parliament,  and  a  promoter 
of  many  benevolent  institutions,  but  his  career  is  so  well 
known  that  it  need  only  be  referred  to  here. 

Of  course  such  a  phenomenal  success  as  his  called  forth  a 
host  of  imitators.  Cheap  papers  sprang  up  like  mushrooms, 
flourished  for  a  brief  day,  and  then  were  seen  no  more.  But 
one  of  these  did  not  share  this  ignoble  fate.  Its  projector 
was  made  of  sterner  stuff  than  his  fellows.  It  was  called 
Answers,  and  it  and  its  offshoots  have  now  become  powerful 
rivals  of  Mr.  Newnes's  publications.  ■ 

The  founder  and  proprietor  of  Answers  is  Mr.  Alfred  C. 
Harmsworth,  the  son  of  an  Irish  barrister.  He  is  only 
twenty-eight  years  of  age,  but  in  six  years  or  so  he  has  man- 
aged to  create  seven  newspaper  properties,  a  single  one  of 
which  was  converted  into  a  limited  stock  company  more  than 
a  year  ago,  capitalized  at  $1,325,000,  and  it  is  paying  divi- 
dends of  fifteen  per  cent,  on  that  sum  now.  His  first 
editorial  work  was  done  under  Sir  William  Ingram's  direc- 
tion, on  the  Illustrated  London  News.  Six  years  ago  he 
started  Answers  on  a  very  small  scale,  but  the  paper  caught 
the  public  fancy  and  a  year's  hard  work  brought  the  circula- 
tion up  to  7S,ooo  copies  weekly.  The  craze  for  guessing 
competitions  was  then  at  its  height,  and  Mr.  Harmsworth 
made  a  bold  bid  for  popularity  among  its  enthusiasts.  He 
offered  the  sum  of  one  pound  per  week  for  life  to  the  person 
— man,  woman,  or  child— rwho  should  correctly  guess  the 
Bank  of  England's  return  for  a  certain  week.  The  news  of 
this  unprecedented  offer  spread  like  wild-fire  throughout  the 
kingdom,  and  in  six  weeks  the  circulation  ran  up  from 
78,000  to  205,000  copies  weekly.  When  the  fateful  day- 
came,  an  enormous  crowd  surged  about  the  Bank  of  Eng- 
land to  learn  the  return.  The  prize  was  won  by  a  soldier,  a 
sapper  in  the  Royal  Engineers,  and,  on  the  strength  of  this 
annuity  he  forthwith  married  his  sweetheart.  He  is  still 
living  and  draws  his  weekly  pound  regularly.  The  craze  for 
these  prize  competitions  died  out  soon  after  this,  but  Mr. 
Harmsworth  thinks  that  they  injure  rather  than  help  journals, 
and  with  apparent  reason,  inasmuch  as  the  circulation  of  his 
journals  has  trebled  since  then. 

Mr.  Harmsworth  is  the  eldest  of  eleven  children,  and  sev- 
eral of  his  brothers  are  associated  with  him  in  his  various 
enterprises.  He  started  a  half-penny  humorous  journal, 
some  time  ago,  which  soon  attained  a  circulation  of  two  hun- 
dred thousand  copies  weekly,  and  followed  it  up  with  two 
other  publications  of  the  same  character ;  and  there  are 
some  two  hundred  thousand  persons  paying  every  week  for 
a  copy  of  one  or  the  other  of  his  two  ladies'  journals,  Forget- 
Me-Not  and  Home,  Sweet  Home.  His  brothers,  Harold, 
Cecil  B.,  and  Leicester  are  connected  with  the  business  or 
editorial  departments  of  his  vast  enterprises.  Presumably, 
as  the  other  members  of  the  family  emerge  from  this  nursery 
of  journalists,  new  papers  will  be  started  for  them  to  exer- 
cise their  various  talents  upon.  Mr.  Alfred  Harmsworth 
himself  lives  in  Kent,  coming  up  to  London  once  a  week 
to  see  how  matters  are  progressing. 

In  Mr.  Harmsworth's  establishment  at  Tudor  and  White- 
friars  Streets  several  hundred  persons  are  employed,  and 
for  his  artists  and  writers  alone  he  pays  from  $50,000  to 
$7  5,000  a  year.  One  of  his  hobbies  is  Polar  exploration, 
and  to  gratify  this,  as  well  as  to  furnish  material  for  his 
papers,  he  has  just  sent  an  exploring  expedition  to  the  North 
Pole. 

A  second  emulator  of  Mr.  Newnes  is  Mr.  Cyril  Arthur 
Pearson,  of  Pearsons  Weekly.  He,  too,  is  a  young  man, 
being  now  in  his  twenty-ninth  year.  Eleven  years  ago  he 
joined  Mr.  Newnes's  staff,  where  he  remained  until  1890, 
when  he  started  out  for  himself  by  founding  Pearson's 
Weekly,  which  was  on  a  firm  financial  footing  in  less  than 
six  months.  This  was  the  period  of  the  inception  of  the 
guessing-competition  craze,  and  Pearson's  Weekly  used  to 
contain  many  advertisements  of  managers  of  guessing  con- 
tests, in  which,  for  the  payment  of  one  shilling,  each  sub- 
scriber was  entitled  to  one  guess  as  to  the  number  of  t's  or 
d's  in  a  certain  verse  of  Scripture,  or  some  such  problem. 
The  entire  subscription,  after  a  certain  percentage  had  been 
deducted  by  the  manager,  was  divided  among  those  who 
solved  the  problem  correctly.  Mr.  Pearson  conceived  the 
idea  of  substituting  a  missing  word  in  a  phrase  or  sentence 
for  the  problems  formerly  set,  and  made  no  deduction  for 
the  management,  only  stipulating  that  each  guess  should  be 
accompanied  by  a  coupon  cut  from  his  paper.  For  ten 
months  these  competitions  were  kept  up  without  materially 
affecting  the  sales.  Then  one  week  only  half  a  dozen  per- 
sons gave  the  correct  answer,  and  they   received  something 


more  than  $350  apiece — £73,  to  be  exact.  This  cre- 
ated a  tremendous  sensation,  and  the  circulation  of 
the  three  papers  in  which  Mr.  Pearson  conducted  these 
competitions  in  the  few  weeks  before  the  law  put  an 
end  to  them  reached  the  aggregate  figure  of  a  mill- 
ion and  a  quarter  copies.  In  the  last  competition, 
^40,000,  or  about  $200,000,  were  divided  among  those 
who  supplied  the  missing  word  in  the  three  papers, 
and  during  the  course  of  the  craze  the  entire  amount  dis- 
tributed reached  the  sum  of  ,£175,000,  or  about  $875,000. 
There  were  two  hundred  odd  papers  conducting  similar  en- 
terprises, but  Mr.  Pearson's  publications  conducted  four 
times  as  much  business  in  this  line  as  all  the  others  to- 
gether, and  when  at  last  the  competitions  were  stopped, 
Pearsons  Weekly  had  added  forty  thousand  to  its  list  of 
subscribers. 

During  this  period  Mr.  Pearson  had  eight  presses  at 
work  night  and  day  printing  off  the  paper,  and  he  had  to 
employ  five  hundred  women  at  one  pound  a  week  to  attend 
to  the  tremendous  correspondence.  Of  course  with  the 
stoppage  of  the  competitions  his  correspondence  fell  off, 
but  the  volume  of  his  present  business  may  be  imagined 
from  the  fact  that  he  has  to  have  twenty  expert  type-writers 
to  satisfy  the  wants  of  his  business  and  editorial  depart- 
ments. His  latest  paper  is  Home  -Votes,  devoted  to  im- 
parting solid  and  interesting  information  about  the  home. 
It  was  started  some  six  months  ago,  sells  for  a  penny,  and 
its  circulation  has  gone  up  by  leaps  and  bounds  of  5,000 
copies  a  week  until  its  present  circulation  is  185,000. 

This  trio  of  journalistic  Napoleons  has  certainly  inaugu- 
rated a  new  era  in  journalism.  They  all  rode  into  popularity 
on  the  mighty  wave  rolled  up  by  the  craze  for  guessing  com- 
petitions ;  but  they  have  not  been  stranded  or  carried  out  to 
sea.  They  continue  to  ride  the  crest  of  the  wave,  and  pre- 
sent three  extraordinary  examples  of  the  financial  wisdom 
involved  in  knowing  what  the  people  want  and  giving  it  to 
them.  Piccadilly. 

London,  August  7,  1894. 


CRAZY    PARIS. 

A  Description  of  the  Very  Last  Touch  in  Parisian  Sensationalism— 

A  Grewsome  Drinking-Place  that  is  a  Veritable 

Chamber  of  Horrors. 


The  front  is  painted  black.  A  boy  in  mourning  stands 
upon  the  sidewalk  to  distribute  invitation-cards  : 

"  Ho,  Clods  of  Dust  !  blinded  by  pride,  corrupted  and  rotted  by 

!  passions  and  vices  of  all  kind  !     Wretches,  tremble  !     And  if  there 

be  still  time,  Come  to  Me,  and  perhaps  my  Spectacle,  by  its  Reality, 

:  may  make  you  better  and  open  to  you  the  only  horizon,  the  sole  end 

,  of  all  things  here  below — and  that  is  Nothingness.     I  wait  for  you  ! 

"  Death." 

The  door  is  hidden  by  black  hangings  sewn  with  silver 

I  tears.     You  push  the  hangings  by  and  step  into  a  spacious, 

I  darkened  room,  where  a  few  candles  give  an  impressive  twi- 

j  light.     A  great  voice  calls  :  "  Soyez-le  bienvenu  a  la  JMort, 

Maccabee  !  "     A  dozen  coffins  on  supports  replace  the  ordi- 

:  nary  cafe  tables.     It  is  the  Cafe  of  Death  (writes  Sterling 

:  Heilig  in  the  New  York  Sun),  the  latest  thing  in  Paris  of  the 

fin-de-siecle  order.     Thursday   nights  are  reserved  for  the 

grand  monde,  each  glass  of  beer  is  two  francs,  and  you  may 

kiss  the  undertaker  free.     On  ordinary   nights  the  bock  is 

thirteen  sous. 

It  is  on  the  tough,  artistic  Boulevard   de   Clichy,   a  few 
;  blocks  north  of  the  great   boulevard   and  half-way  up  the 
Montmartre  Hill — the  quarter  of  the  Moulin  Rouge  and  the 
Rat    Mort,   of  journalists,  and  artists,   and   models.     This 
Cafe  of  Death  is  by  all  odds  the  most  decent  establishment 
along   the    line.     For   all    things    are    comparative.      The 
;  croque-mort  waiters'  language  may  seem  unpleasant,  but  it  is 
;  tame  indeed  beside  the  ordinary  thoughts  and  conversation 
:  of  the  dear,  delightful  Paris  artists  and  the  ordinary  writ- 
;  ings  of  the  Montmartre  journalists.     The  name  of  this  es- 
!  tablishment  is  not  really  the  Cafe  de  la  Mort,   although  all 
Paris    calls  it  so.     When  first  opened,   it   was   under   that 
name  that  they  gave  you  beer  to  drink  from  imitation  skulls. 
i  But  the  police  paid  them  a  visit,  ordered  that  drink  should 
be   served    in    plain    glasses,   and  suppressed  the   name  of 
death.     So  now  its  title  is,  officially,  the  Cabaret  (or  drink- 
1  ing  shop)  du  Neant.      Neant  is  French  for  nothingness. 
You  sit  beside  your  coffin  in  the  big,  black  room,  and  you 
see  sitting  here  and  there  in  philosophic  attitudes  big  skele- 
tons that  yawn  and  snap    their  jaws  at   intervals.     Death 
scenes  and  midnight  orgies  decorate  the  walls.     Above  the 
door  of    the  black   Chamber  of    Transfiguration    are    the 
words  :    "  Mors   ultima  ratio."     Lastly,   to  provide  for  all 
things,  there  is  the  suggestive  sign  :   "  The  lady  clients  are 
desired  to  scream  tout doucement,"  that  is,  very  gently,  very 
softly. 

You  sit  beside  your  coffin  and  demand  a  glass  of  beer, 
un  verre  de  biere. 

"One  coffin  maggot,  pour  un  desespere  de  la  vie/"  the 
croque-mort  waiter  calls  monotonously  to  the  beer  boy,  "  ou 
telle  autre  maladie  qu'it  vous  piaira"  It  is  a  pun  on  ver  (re) 
de  biere — verre,  glass  ;  ver,  worm  ;  and  biere,  beer  or  bier. 
"  Un  astieoi  de  cercueill"  Asticot  is  fishers'  slang  for  bait. 
The  saucer  on  which  the  glass  is  handed  you  is  marked 
"  Microbes." 

The  waiters  are  costumed  as  undertakers'  men,  in  black 
coats  of  an  ancient  cut,  tall  oil-cloth  hats,  and  with  black 
bands  of  crape  tied  round  their  arms.  Such  men  in  real  life 
have  the  name  of  croque-nwrts  ("bite-dead"),  from  the 
ancient  duty  which  they  had  of  biting  each  dead  man's  toe 
before  the  coffin-lid  was  nailed  down,  to  make  sure  the  body 
was  not  merely  in  a  trance.  And  so,  to  be  consistent,  these 
imitation  croque-morts  of  the  Cabaret  du  Neant  use  through- 
out their  harangues  to  the  clients  and  their  horrid  conversa- 
i  tions  with  each  other  the  regulation  Paris  croque-mort  slang, 
the  jargon  of  the  domestic  sen-ants  of  the  grave.  All  cus- 
tomers are  Maccabees,  or  dead  men  merely,  though  a  well- 
dressed  person  is  a  "salmon"  in  particular,  just  as  a  poor 


man  is  a  "mackerel,"  and  a  little  child  a  "smelt."  In  this 
slang  of  the  grave,  the  name  of  Maccabee  was  formerly  ap- 
plied exclusively  to  the  bodies  of  men  found  hanged  or 
drowned  : 

"  Ce  gros  machaWe,  horrible  pendu, 
Sur  la  dalle  froide,  on  vient  de  I'etendre." 

And  the  word  dalle,  for  morgue-slab,  came  from  the  fish 
market,  where  dead  fish  were  laid  on  cool  stone  slabs.  The 
Clou  des  Maccabees — the  "peg"  or  "hook"  of  Maccabees 
— is  an  expression  for  the  morgue,  where  bodies  are  "  hung 
up,"  because  it  is  the  Mont-de-Piete,  or  pawn-shop  of  dead 
bodies.  So  here  in  the  Cafe'  of  Death,  after  five  minutes' 
sitting  in  the  twilight  by  the  coffins,  you  will  hear  a  voice 
call  from  the  black  hall  in  the  corner  :  "  Come,  now,  you 
consumptive  and  tuberculous  morgue  -  slabs,  unredeemed 
tickets,  descend  from  your  hooks,  heap  yourselves  up  in  the 
charnel-house,  the  one  great  equalizer  !  " 

With  your  beer  you  have  received  a  ticket  for  the  other 
world.  The  crowd  moves  onward  underneath  an  archway 
into  a  black,  vaulted  passage.  Here  women  often  have 
attacks  of  nerves  ;  for,  as  the  alley  widens  into  what  looks 
like  a  burial  cellar  underneath  a  church,  there  strike  upon 
the  vision  scenes  in  the  far-off  perspective  underneath  the 
arches  and  between  the  pillars,  vague  glimpses  of  gray 
skeletons  engaged  in  conversation  or  the  dance.  The  pass- 
age narrows  and  there  is  a  door.  You  knock.  A  bell 
strikes  three.  There  is  a  voice  :  "  What  do  you  seek,  my 
brother?"  You  respond:  "Je  voudrais  crever ! "  ("I 
wish  to  die  ").  There  is  a  rattling  of  chains  and  you  are  in 
the  Chamber  of  Transfiguration. 

The  attendants  are  clothed  in  monks'  robes,  with  hoods. 
You  take  your  seats.  The  master  stands  before  a  curtain, 
saying :  "  Kings,  pork-butchers,  journalists,  artists,  cures, 
ministers,  deputies,  and  day-laborers,  all  you  who,  having 
arrived  at  the  age  of  reason,  continue  on  your  crazy  courses, 
your  more  or  less  chimerical  ambitions,  who  live  on  like 
animals,  who  know  nothing,  forgetting  too  often  that  the 
Tarpeian  rock  is  near  the  Capitol  (!)  ;  look  in  the  box  of 
dominoes  and  reflect !  "  . 

The  curtain  is  drawn  aside.  Down  a  long  vista,  brightly 
lighted,  is  seen  an  open  coffin,  standing  on  one  end.  They 
ask  a  Maccabee  de  bonne  volonte  to  sacrifice  himself  for  the 
others. 

"The  origin  of  death,"  continues  the  grave-digger,  "is 
lost  in  the  dim  shades  of  the  most  remote  antiquity.  In 
every  age,  man  has  kicked  the  bucket  (devisse  son  billard, 
tot  ou  tard),  sooner  or  later,  at  the  age  of  nine  hundred  and 
sixty-nine  years,  like  Methuselah,  or  immediately  on  arriving 
underneath  the  night-cap  of  the  heavens.  It  follows,  then, 
that  we  should  continue  this  sweet  habit,  if  only  for  the  an- 
noying of  deputy -sheriffs,  landlords,  and  other  parasites, 
who  constitute  the  despair  of  a  good  half  of  humanity  I  " 

One  of  the  spectators  steps  out,  half  ashamed,  half  smiling, 
half  repugnant,  two-thirds  curious,  and  three-fourths  anxious 
to  shine  in  the  eyes  of  the  community.     He  is  led  off,  to  re- 
appear beside  the  coffin  in  the  distance.     A  parlor-organ 
i  strikes  up  a  distressing  hymn  tune  as  they  make  the  man 
.  stand  in  the  coffin.     Undoubtedly  it  is  the  same  man,  smiling 
:  in  a  sickly  fashion  to  his  friends  down  in  the  audience.     The 
j  transformation  in  him  that  will  soon  take  place  is  brought 
1  about  by  magic-lantern  effects,  as  in  dissolving  views. 

The  man  stands  in  the  coffin,  and  they  tuck  a  sheet  around 
:  him,  leaving  only  his  face   uncovered.     The  attendant  dis- 
appears.    The   man    looks   at  you  from  his  coffin  ;  as  he 
;  looks    at  you,  his  face   grows    whiter.     Often    enough   the 
i  "subject"  is  an  adventurous  girL     The  horrid  parlor-organ 
j  goes  on  with  its  horrid  hymn.     Green   lights  begin  to  play. 
I  There  is  a  smell  of  phenol  and   old  bones.     Sometimes  a 
I  girl  or  woman  in  the  audience  has  a  crise  de  nerfs  at  this  point 
I  and  is  led  off  sobbing  ;  but  the  spectators,  for  the  most  part, 
sit  still,  staring  blankly  at  the  white  face  in  the  coffin.     The 
face  takes  on  a  greenish-yellow  tint,  it  softens,  seems  to  de- 
compose, then  hardens,  as    the  eyes  grow  big  and  black. 
The  body,  covered   by  the  sheet,  begins   to  shine  through 
dimly,  a  yellow   mass  that   loses  flesh,  that  shows  its  bones. 
The  sheet  is  disappearing.     The  light  grows  more  intense. 
The  coffin  holds  a   rigid,  bony  skeleton  and  nothing  more. 
The  man  who  had  stepped  up  so  jauntily  from  out  the  audi 
ence  to  get  into  the  coffin — he  is  gone.    The  girl  who  looked 
so  timid,  so  pathetic,  so  pitiful,  so  pitiable,  yes,  and  so  lov- 
able— because  the  white  light  paled  and  purified  her  misera- 
ble little  face — the  girl  is  gone.     All  that  is  left  is  that  dread 
thing  of  bones.     The  voice  of  the  grave-digger  speaks  of 
death,  in  a  dogmatic  tone  : 

"We  shall  not  fear  it  if  we  look  it  in  the  face." 
There  is  an  awful   silence.     The  spectators  rise  up,  one 
by  one,  and  step  out,  stumbling,  to  the  street. 

Almost  with  one  accord  the  Paris  journalists  declare  that 
this  Cafe  of  Death  is  the  last  word,  the  finishing  touch,  and 
the  extinguisher  of  all  the  now  effete  so-called  "artistic 
cafe's  "  and  Jin-de-siecle  cabarets  which  have  been  flourishing 
for  years.  In  it  is  found  the  legitimate  conclusion  of  all 
their  progressive  exploitation  of  gigotettes  and  souteneurs, 
thieves,  assassins,  anarchists,  and  all  the  horrors  of  the 
dirty  slum-life,  which  they  served  up  in  pictures  on  their 
walls,  in  songs,  in  verses,  and  in  recitations.  The  public 
taste  will  soon  revolt  against  the  Cafe  de  la  Mort ;  and 
when  it  disappears  the  others  will  have  disappeared  before. 


For  some  little  time  there  has  been  considerable  talk  about 
a  monument  to  John  Brown,  at  the  engine-house  where  he 
made  his  famous  defense,  and  it  has  taken  shape  so  that  the 
authorities  of  the  Baltimore  and  Ohio  Railroad  have  given 
permission  for  it  to  stand  on  their  property.  All  through  the 
South  this  arouses  considerable  bitterness.  It  is  declared  to 
be  an  affront  to  the  whole  South — and  especially  to  Virginia 
— and  there  is  an  effort  being  made  to  persuade  the  legis- 
lature of  West  Virginia  to  forbid  the  erection  of  the  me- 
morial. 


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jty  of  establishing  municipal  pawn-shops  at' 
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THE 


A  RGO  N  AUT. 


ZOLA'S    NEW   BOOK. 

"Lourdes,"    a    Study  of   Credulity  and    Priestcraft —  The    Annual 
Pilgrimage  to  the  Miracle-Working  Spring— Com- 
mercial Catholicism. 


Although  Emile  Zola's  new  book,  "  Lourdes,"  has  been 
syndicated  by  daily  papers  all  over  the  United  States,  and 
hundreds  of  thousands  of  copies  printed,  we  have  not  seen 
a  human  being  who  has  read  it.  A  synopsis,  therefore,  with 
a  number  of  the  more  striking  passages,  will  not  be  out  of 
order. 

The  book  is  a  study  of  religious  faith,  being  the  first  of 
three  works  in  which  this  subject  will  be  treated.  The 
others  will  be  Paris  and  Rome.  In  a  recent  interview,  M. 
Zola  told  the  genesis  of  this  novel : 

"  What  made  me  place  my  new  story  at  Lourdes?  Well,  some 
three  years  ago  my  wife  and  I  happened  to  be  traveling  in  the  Basque 
country,  ana"  passed  by  the  famous  grotto.  I  have  seen  many  won- 
derful things  in  my  life,  but  never  was  I  so  impressed  :  those  who 
have  not  been  there  have  missed  one  of  the  most  pathetic  and 
strange  sights  of  the  world.  The  sick,  the  lame,  the  halt,  the  blind, 
and  not  only  those  in  physical  distress,  but  their  brethren  in  mental 
and  spiritual  trouble,  all  meet  in  this  little  village  and  form  a  practi- 
cally endless  procession  past  the  shrine.  It  seems  as  if  all  the  faiths 
and  strong  beliefs  of  a  world  where  faith  and  belief  are  dying  out 
had  gathered  there  to  protest  against  modern  incredulity.  In  the 
book  is  only  what  I,  myself,  saw,  for  when  I  made  up  my  mind  to 
make  a  study  of  the  subject,  I  paid  a  long  visit  to  Lourdes,  and  the 
volume  is  really  the  result  of  personal  knowledge." 

The  legend  of  the  Grotto  of  Lourdes  may  be  summarized 
as  follows  : 

Lourdes  was  once  a  peaceful  little  village  sleeping  on  a  mountain 
side  ;  now  a  flourishing  town  thriving  on  a  traffic  in  miracles,  having 
been  commended  to  grace  by   Bernadette,  a  peasant  girl  of  tender 
years,  whose  white-souled,  simple,  stainless  life  marked  her  to  the 
Holy  Virgin  as  a  seemly  medium  for  a  message  of  mercy.     In  the 
neighborhood  of  a  grotto  in  the  Rock  of  Massabeille.  in  a  halo  of 
light  and  glory,  appeared  to  her  a  beatific  vision.     Eighteen  times 
in  all,  at  irregular  intervals  renewed,  the  apparition  little  by  little  im- 
parted her  desires  to  the   maiden.      A   spring    wells  out  from  the 
rock,  in  which  she  is  instructed  to  wash  and  to  drink.     Next  she  is 
commanded  to  announce  to  the  priests  the  necessity  of  a  chapel  of 
penitence  on  the  spot,  to  which  the  people  might  come  in  procession 
from  the  four  corners  of  the  earth,  and,  finally,  announcing  herself 
as  L'Immaculee  Conception,  she  disappears,  after  having  performed 
the  miracle  of  the  burning  taper.     Alas,  poor  Bernadette  !  she  pays  j 
the  penalty  of  her  preference.     Persecuted  by  the  attentions  of  the  I 
people,  she  finds  no  peace  until  she  is  placed  within  the  four  walls 
of  a  convent,  where  she  prematurely  dies.     Not  until  the  recurrence 
of    miracle  after  miracle  at  the  "sacred    spring" — where   sufferers 
had,  like  Naaman  of  old,  only  to  dip  and  be  cured — had  aroused  a  I 
clamor   did  the   priests  see   fit  to  erect  the  chapel   desired  by   the 
Virgin.     In  this  remote  corner  of  France  flourishes  a  faith  worthy  of  i 
the  Middle  Ages,  as  barbaric  and  credulous  as  if  centuries  had  rolled  j 
back. 

The  book  is  the  story  of  a  five  days'  visit  to  Lourdes — a  ! 
book  almost  without  a  plot,  but  extremely  interesting  as  a  j 
marvelous  study  of  certain  mental  and  psychical  phenomena. 
We  begin  at  the  first  day  of  departure,  as  the  white  railway 
train  of  the  "  Grands  Malades"  is  about  to  start  from  Paris. 
All  the  "  ills  that  flesh  is  heir  to  "  are  here  : 

Then  Pierre's  thoughts  turned  toward  the  other  compartments  of 
the  train,  that  white  train  which  especially  carried  the  greatest  suffer- 
ers ;  all  rolled  on  in  the  same  suffering  with  their  three  hundred  sick 
people  and  five  hundred  pilgrims.  Then  he  thought  of  the  other 
trains  which  left  Paris  that  very  morning — of  the  gray  and  blue  train 
which  had  preceded  the  white  train,  of  the  green  train,  of  the  yellow 
train,  and  the  red  train  which  followed  it.  From  one  end  of  the  line 
to  the  other,  trains  were  sent  forth  every  hour  ;  then  he  thought  of 
other  trains — of  those  which  came  the  same  day  from  Orleans,  Mans, 
Poitiers,  Bordeaux,  Marseilles,  and  Carcassonne.  At  the  same  hour,  : 
all  France  was  being  furrowed  by  similar  trains,  all  proceeding  to- 
ward the  holy  grotto,  carrying  thirty  thousand  sufferers  and  pilgrims 
to  the  feet  of  the  Virgin.  And  he  thought  that  the  same  crowd  of 
that  day  flowed  on  other  days  of  the  year,  that  not  a  week  passed 
without  Lourdes  seeing  the  arrival  of  a  pilgrimage,  that  not  alone  the 
people  of  France  were  going  there,  but  all  Europe,  the  whole  world, 
that  during  certain  years  of  great  religious  excitement  there  had  been 
three  hundred  thousand,  and  even  up  to  five  hundred  thousand,  pil- 
grims and  sick  people. 

In  this  flying  hospital,  admirably  managed  by  a  young 
Sister  of  Charity,  Sceur  Hyacinthe,  among  those  who  are 
looking  forward  to  the  miracle  which  will  lift  the  awful 
burthen  of  disease,  the  luminous  personality  of  a  young 
girl — almost  a  child — stands  out  vividly.  She  has  been 
paralyzed  for  years,  and  has  lain  ever  since  in  a  narrow- 
wheeled  box,  too  like  a  coffin.  With  her  flower-like  blue 
eyes  and  her  wealth  of  golden  hair  framing  her  suffering  face, 
she  is  the  embodiment  of  blighted  youth.  With  her  are  her 
father — an  irresponsible,  feather-brained,  but  delightful  per- 
son— and  Pierre,  a  young  priest,  and  her  child-love  of  better 
days.  We  may  take  it  that  Zola  speaks  through  the  mouth 
of  Pierre.  The  love-story  of  Pierre  and  Marie  is  an  idyl 
on  the  spiritual  plane  devoid  of  all  earthly  taint — purified  as 
it  is  by  suffering  and  sacrifice  to  duty.  There  are  others, 
too,  for  whom  one  must  feel  the  deepest  pity :  the  mother  of 
a  dying  child,  who,  with  that  maternal  passion  so  strong  in 
France  among  the  daughters  of  the  people,  has  found  out 
the  way  to  Lourdes  and  has  started  to  implore  the  Virgin's 
aid  with  but  a  few  sous  in  her  pocket,  wishing  only  to  get 
back  health  for  the  little  fading  blossom.  From  one  to  the 
other  the  little  nun  flits  about  managing  her  flock,  ever  and 
anon  hastening  the  dreary  hours  with  psalm  and  prayer. 
Zola  thus  pays  homage  to  the  nuns  : 

And  Sister  Hyacinthe,  rising  up  and  striking  her  hands  together, 
said  once  more  :  "  The  Angelus,  my  children."  Never  had  the  aves 
been  breathed  with  such  a  living  faith,  nor  with  such  an  earnest  de- 
sire to  be  heard  in  heaven.  And  then  Pierre  suddenly  understood 
the  real  meaning  of  these  pilgrimages,  of  all  these  processions  which 
journeyed  from  all  parts  of  the  earth,  of  these  immense  crowds,  of 
Lourdes,  blazing  below  there,  like  the  salvation  of  bodies  and  souls. 
Ah  !  the  poor  wretches,  whom  he  saw  since  the  morning,  shaken 
with  suffering,  dragging  their  weary  bodies  in  the  fatigue  of  such  a 
journey  !  They  were  all  condemned,  abandoned  by  science,  tired  of 
having  consulted  doctors,  of  having  tried  the  torture  of  useless 
remedies.  And  burning  with  the  desire  still  to  live,  unable  to  resign 
themselves  to  the  injustice  of  careless  nature,  they  dreamed  of  a 
superhuman  power,  of  an  all-powerful  divinity,  which  was  going, 
perhaps,  for  their  sake  to  stop  the  laws  of  nature,  to  change  the 
course  of  the  stars,  and  turn  back  on  its  own  creation.  If  the  earth 
failed  them,  did  not  God  remain  to  them  ?  Reality  for  them  was  too 
abominable,  an  immense  craving  for  illusions  and  deceptions  came  to 
them.  Oh.  to  think  that  somewhere  there  is  a  supreme  Law-giver, 
who  redresses  the  apparent  wrongs  of  men  and  things,  to  think  that 
■'  :re  *s  a  Redeemer,  a  consoler  who  is  the  master,  who  can  turn 
back  me  torrents  to  their  source,  restore  youth  to  old  men,  and  raise 
:ead! 


BefoYe  the  wearisome  journey  comes  to  an  end,  one  of  the 
poor  sufferers  has  died.  Another  incident  is  the  arrival  at 
one  of  the  stations  of  a  little  miracuUe  of  fourteen  whom  the 
Virgin  cured  last  year  of  an  ulcerated  foot.  She  is  coming 
to  thank  her  heavenly  patroness,  and  carries  with  her  a  halo 
of  hope  and  joy.     Modestly  she  tells  her  story  : 

But  she  was  not  visible  from  all  the  seats  of  the  carriage,  and  so 
Sister  Hyacinthe  had  an  idea.  "Get  upon  the  seat,  Sophie,  and 
speak  a  little  louder  on  account  of  the  noise."  This  amused  her,  and 
she  had  to  compose  herself  before  beginning.  "Well,  then,  my 
foot  was  lost,  1  could  no  longer  go  to  church  by  myself,  and  it  was 
necessary  always  to  wrap  it  up  in  linen.  .  .  .  M.  Ri voire,  the  doctor, 
who  had  made  an  incision  to  examine  it,  said  that  he  should  have  to 
cut  out  a  piece  of  the  bone,  which  would  certainly  have  made  me  a 
cripple  .  .  .  and  then,  after  having  prayed  to  the  Holy  Virgin,  I 
soaked  my  foot  in  water,  with  such  a  longing  to  get  well  that  I  did 
not  even  take  time  to  take  off  the  bandage.  .  .  .  And  then  all  the 
disease  remained  in  the  water  ;  there  was  nothing  the  matter  with 
my  foot  when  I  took  it  out" 

Then  the  description  of  the  train  coming  into  Lourdes  : 

And  they  only  saw,  a  long  way  off,  in  the  depth  of  the  dark  land- 
scape, the  lamp  of  the  engine,  like  a  red  star  which  grew  bigger. 
The  sound  of  harsh  whistles  broke  the  stillness  of  the  night.  They 
kept  quiet  ;  there  was  only  the  puffing  of  the  steam,  the  low  rumbling 
of  the  wheels  gradually  slackening  speed.  Then  one  could  distinctly 
hear  the  hymn,  the  lamentation  of  Bernadette,  which  the  whole  train 
sang,  with  the  recurring  aves  of  the  refrain.  And  this  train  of  suffer- 
ing and  faith,  of  groaning  and  singing,  entered  Lourdes  and  stopped. 

When  the  long  journey  is  finished,  the  sick  are  met  by  the 
ambulance  men,  among  whom  are  the  scions  of  the  proudest 
names  and  the  richest  families  in  the  environs,  democratized 
in  the  common  cause  of  charity  with  the  middle  and  lower 
classes  : 

"  M.  l'Abbe,  you  are  going  to  help  me,  are  you  not  ?  "  said  the  at- 
tendant, who  was  undressing  M.  Sabathier.  Suddenly  Pierre  hurried 
up,  and,  looking  at  him,  recognized  in  the  humble  hospital  attendant 
the  Marquis  de  Salmon-Roquebert.  whom  M.  de  Guersaint  had 
pointed  out  when  alighting  at  the  railway  station.  He  was  a  man  of 
about  forty,  with  a  Roman  nose  and  a  long  face.  The  last  repre- 
sentative of  one  of  the  oldest  and  most  illustrious  families  of  France, 
he  was  possessed  of  a  considerable  fortune,  a  large  town  house  in 
Pans  in  the  Rue  de  Lille,  and  immense  estates  in  Normandy.  Every 
year  he  came  thus  to  Lourdes,  during  the  three  days  of  the  national 
pilgrimage,  for  charity,  without  any  religious  zeal,  for  he  loved  the 
society  alone  of  good  fellows.  He  made  up  his  mind  to  be  a  nobody; 
he  would  remain  a  simple  ambulance  attendant,  bathing  the  sick  that 
year,  his  arms  worn  out  with  fatigue,  his  hands  occupied  from  morn- 
ing to  night  in  removing  rags  and  in  taking  off  bandages  and  putting 
them  on  again.  .  .  . 

Yes,  it  was  perfectly  true!  The  marquis,  with  all  his  wealth,  ap- 
peared to  be  perfectly  happy  in  living  on  three  francs  a  day,  in  demo- 
cratically sitting  at  table  in  the  company  of  small  shop-keepers  and 
even  workmen,  who  would  not  have  dared  to  recognize  him  in  the 
streets.  These  chance  table  companions — was  not  this  the  social 
communion  in  very  charity  ?  He  was  the  more  hungry  that  morning 
because  he  had  bathed  in  the  springs  some  sixty  sick  people — all  the 
abominable  diseases  of  sad  humanity.  And  all  around  him  at  the 
table  there  was  the  realization  of  apostolic  communism  ;  but  its 
charm  and  gayety  depended  doubtless  upon  the  fact  that  it  lasted 
only  for  three  days. 

When  the  procession  of  sick  women,  headed  by  the  nuns, 
enter  the  hospital,  they  are  greeted  by  a  zealous  band  of 
volunteers,  women  of  society,  who  have  come  to  do  their 
mitier  de  femme,  and  whose  delicate  white  hands  will  not 
shrink  from  loathsomeness,  happy  in  the  thought  that  they 
are  assuaging  pain  and  following  in  the  footsteps  of  their 
Saviour. 

The  most  curious  pages  in  the  book  describe  the  scene  in 
which  a  number  of  medical  experts  are  gathered  together  in 
order  to  examine  and  test  alleged  miraculous  cures,  and  there 
is,  we  believe,  authority  for  stating  that  the  scene  here  de- 
scribed is  actually  what  took  place  when  M.  Zola  was  him- 
self at  Lourdes  : 

The  office  was  composed  of  two  rooms — an  ante-chamber  and  a 
small  hall — miserably  inadequate  for  the  purpose.  .  .  .  The  first  case 
was  a  one-time  deaf  peasant  woman,  but  Pierre,  before  looking  at 
her,  glanced  round  curiously  at  the  fifty  or  more  people  who  stood 
round.  The  actual  business  was  got  through  by  five  men,  including 
a  monk  and  three  young  deacons  fresh  from  a  seminar)',  who  acted 
as  secretaries,  writing  down  all  that  occurred,  and  handing  back- 
wards and  forwards,  when  occasion  arose,  the  medical  certificates  and 
other  personal  documents.  Some  twenty  doctors  belonging  to  all 
nationalities  stood  looking  on,  attentively  silent,  exchanging  now  and 
again  quick  glances  and  apparently  more  desirous  to  gather  the 
opinions  of  each  other  than  to  form  their  own.  But  on  that  day.  Dr. 
Bonamy,  the  most  important  permanent  official  present,  showed  him- 
self specially  amiable  toward  a  little  fair-haired  gentleman,  the  jour- 
nalistic representative  of  one  of  the  largest  Paris  papers. 

"  Our  only  wish  is  to  discover  the  truth,"  Bonamy  kept  repeating. 
.  .  .  "If  we  listened  to  the  pilgrims,  we  should  believe  in  many 
more  cures,  but  we  only  accept  those  that  are  absolutely  proved  and 
as  clear  as  daylight.  Notice  that  I  say  '  cures'  and  not  '  miracles,' 
for  we  doctors  are  only  here  to  test  the  cases  and  discover  if  the  sick 
submitted  to  us  show  a  real  recovery."  .  .  .  Then  answering  some 
questions  put  to  him  by  the  Parisian  journalist,  he  explained  his 
methods.  Each  invalid  forming  part  of  the  pilgrimage  was  asked 
to  bring  a  certificate  from  his  doctor,  and,  as  often  as  not,  a  letter 
from  a  hospital,  telling  of  the  course  of  his  illness.  When  a  miracle 
took  place,  these  certificates  and  letters  were  read  in  order  to  prove 
what  the  patient  had  really  been  suffering  from,  and  this  enabled  the 
medical  examiners  to  see  what  had  really  been  achieved  in  the  way 
of  cure  or  total  recovery. 

And  then  follow  pages  of  description  showing  how  this 
woman  has  been  cured  of  one  disease,  that  child  of  another, 
and  so  on.  In  one  or  two  cases,  M.  Zola  lets  his  reader  see 
that  he  suspects  want  of  good  faith  on  both  the  part  of  the 
so-called  invalids  and  those  who  test  the  cures  ;  but  for  some 
of  the  incidents  he  describes  he  offers  no  explanation. 

Several  passages  show  a  shameful  state  of  affairs  in  the 
ascendency  of  the  business  instinct  within  and  without  -the 
Roman  Catholic  Church  in  Lourdes  : 

The  dead  Bernadette  was  even  more  feared  by  the  fathers  of  the 
Grotto,  who  apparently  exploited  her  work,  than  the  living  Bernadette 
had  been.  So  long  as  she  lived,  their  great  dread  was  lest  she  might 
return  to  Lourdes  to  divide  the  spoils  ;  and  they  were  reassured  only 
by  her  humility,  for  she  was  not  at  all  dominating,  having  chosen 
herself  the  shadow  of  seclusion,  from  which  she  would  soon  disap- 
pear. But  then  they  trembled  even  still  more  at  the  idea  that  some 
other  power  besides  their  own  might  be  able  to  bring  out  the  relics 
of  the  seeress.  The  very  day  after  her  death  a  plan  was  suggested 
by  the  common  council  of  the  town.  The  town  wished  to  erect  .\ 
tomb,  and  a  subscription  was  spoken  of.  Instantly  the  Sisters  of 
Nevers  refused  to  give  up  the  body  ;  that,  they  said,  belonged  to 
them.  Behind  the  sisters  every  one  felt  the  power  of  the  fathers, 
who  were  very  uneasy  and  agitated,  opposing  with  all  their  might 
any  bringing  forth  of  those  venerated  ashes,  in  which  they  instantly 
foresee  a  possible  rival  to  the  Grotto  itself.  Imagine  such  a  menacing 
condition  of  things  !  A  monumental  tomb  in  the  cemetery,  pilgrims 
going  to  it  in  processions,  the  invalids  kissing  the  marble  with  their 
feverish  lips,  and  miracles  being  worked  in  the  midst  of  the  saintly 
fervor  !  It  would  be  a  certain  rival,  a  disastrous  one,  the  displace- 
ment of  devotion  and  of  the  wonder.  So  their  great  and  only  dread 
always  remained— that  of  having  to  divide,  to  see  the  money  go  else- 


27, 


7,  1894. 


where,  if  the  town,  that  was  now  so  w* 
to  build  a  tomb.  It  even  gave  to  the  I'Tiro*  C 
depths.  They  had  a  secret  idea  to  —■'VoJ'*3* 
themselves,  that  the  Sisters  of  Nevi 


hould  ever  wish 
of  most  astute 
Bernadette  to 
be  allowed  to 


keep  it  for  them  in  the  peace  of  tr  dent  wrii  nn  rh.  the-v  waited  l° 
bring  it  forth  on  the  day  that  the  w<  \     "        ns  commenced 

to  fall  off.  What  would  be  the  use  anes-  Haiparriagebleran  rites,  for 
the  crowds  came  in  just  as  great  nu  oft  f  1  •  v.'hereas,  some 
day  the  extraordinary  success  of  our  La.  j  °*  _Vdes  must  decline, 
like  everything  else  in  this  world,  and  th..  JiYf  was  easy  to  imagine 
what  an  awakening  of  faith  might  be  produced  by  the  solemn  cere- 
mony that  would  be  heard  of  everywhere,  when  Christendom  might 
view  the  relics  of  the  elect,  replaced  in  the  holy  earth  where  she  had 
once  produced  so  many  marvels.  Thus  miracles  would  be  com- 
menced anew,  on  the  marble  tomb,  in  front  of  the  Grotto,  or  in  the 
choir  of  the  Basilica. 

Even  a  Lourdes  barber  thus  delivers  himself  to  a  cus- 
tomer : 

"  Sir  !  the  fathers  of  the  Grotto  are  playing  with  fire.  That  is  all 
I  have  to  say." 

After  this  the  bond  was  loosened  and  he  talked,  and  talked,  and 
talked.  He  returned  to  his  old  accusations,  and  told  of  the  endless 
grievances  of  the  old  town  against  the  fathers.  Hotel-keepers  com- 
plained ;  merchants  of  religious  articles  could  not  take  in  half  the  re- 
ceipts that  they  should  realize  ;  in  fact,  the  new  town  took  in  both 
pilgrims  and  money,  and  there  was  no  longer  any  profit  in  furnished 
rooms,  hotels,  or  shops  unless  they  were  in  the  immediate  vicinity  of 
the  Grotto.  It  was  a  merciless  battle,  a  murderous  hostility,  that  in- 
creased every  day  ;  the  old  town  losing  some  of  its  life  every  season, 
surely  destined  to  disappear,  to  be  choked,  assassinated  by  the  young, 
new  town  !  Ah  !  their  dirty  Grotto  ;  he  would  rather  cut  his  feet  off 
than  put  them  inside  it !  Was  it  not  disgusting,  that  shop  for  the 
sale  of  mementoes,  that  they  had  stuck  right  alongside  ? 

"  Look  here,  sir,  I  will  tell  you  a  fact.  My  brother  is  in  the  muni- 
cipal council  and  he  told  me  this  thing.  I  must  first  explain  that  our 
present  republican  municipal  council  is  very  greatly  exercised  over 
the  demoralized  state  of  the  town.  One  can  no  longer  go  out  in  the 
evening  without  meeting  those  girls  in  the  streets — you  know,  those 
candle-venders.  They  come  here  with  the  drivers  that  are  attracted 
each  season — a  loose,  floating  population  from  no  one  knows  where. 
And  I  must  also  explain  the  situation  of  the  fathers  in  regard  to  the 
town.  When  they  bought  the  Grotto,  they  signed  an  act  by  which 
all  commerce  was  formally  forbidden  to  them.  Now  they  have 
opened  a  shop  in  spite  of  their  signing  this  paper.  Is  that  not  a  dis- 
loyal rivalry,  unworthy  of  honest  people  ?  So  the  new  council  de- 
cided to  send  them  a  delegation  to  exact  the  letter  of  the  treaty  and 
enjoined  them  to  close  their  shop  immediately.  Do  you  know,  sir, 
what  they  answered?  Ah,  what  they  have  answered  twenty  times  ; 
what  they  always  answer  when  reminded  of  their  engagement ! 
1  That  is  all  right,  we  will  keep  our  promises,  but  we  are  masters 
here  and  we  will  close  the  Grotto.'  " 

He  had  raised  himself,  his  razor  high  in  the  air,  and  he  repeated, 
punctuating  the  words,  his  eyes  rounded  by  this  enormity  : 

"  We  will  close  the  Grotto." 

Pierre,  who  had  continued  his  slow  walk,  stopped  suddenly  and 
said  in  his  face  : 

"  Well,  it  only  remained  for  the  municipal  council  to  answer  : 
'  Close  it.*  " 

The  shock  nearly  suffocated  Cazauban.  The  blood  rushed  to  his 
face  and  he  was  beside  himself.     He  stammered  : 

"  Close  the  Grotto  ?    Close  the  Grotto  ?  " 

"  Most  certainly  !  If  it  irritates  and  disgusts  you.  this  Grotto  !  If 
it  is  a  continual  cause  for  war,  for  injustice,  and  for  corruption  !  It 
would  all  be  ended  and  nothing  more  heard  of  it.  Really,  it  would 
be  an  excellent  solution,  and  if  there  was  any  authority  to  do  it,  it 
would  be  a  real  kindness  to  force  the  fathers  to  carry  out  their 
menace." 

Cazauban  came  back  to  M.  de  Guersaint.  He  commenced  to  shave 
the  other  cheek,  murmuring  in  an  absent  way  : 

"  Oh,  as  for  me — what  I  might  say — about  their  Grotto,  it  really 
does  not  displease  me,  in  the  end.     And  then,  every  one  must  live." 

On  the  Square  de  la  Merlasse  was  one  of  the  finest  and 
most  patronized  of  the  shops,  whose  sign-board  bore  in 
large  letters  these  words  :  "  Soubirous,  brother  to  Berna- 
dette." 

Pierre  looked  at  the  shop  of  Bernadette's  brother  with  a  tight  sen- 
sation at  bis  heart.  It  distressed  him  to  think  of  the  brother  selling 
that  Holy  Virgin  who  had  been  seen  by  the  sister.  But  one  had  to 
live,  and  he  wondered  if  the  seeress's  family,  side  by  side  with  the 
resplendent,  golden  basilica,  made  their  living,  for  the  competi- 
tion was  so  tremendous.  If  the  pilgrims  left  millions  behind 
them  at  Lourdes,  the  merchants  of  holy  articles  numbered  more 
than  two  hundred,  without  counting  hotel-keepers  and  lodging- 
house  keepers,  who  took  the  largest  share,  so  that  the  profits 
so  sharply  discussed  ended  by  being  mediocre  enough.  All 
along  the  street,  to  the  right  and  left  of  Bernadette's  brother, 
were  other  shops— an  uninterrupted  row  of  shops,  squeezed  one 
against  the  other,  occupying  wooden  sheds,  a  kind  of  gallery, 
constructed  by  the  town,  that  yielded  some  sixty  thousand  to  its 
coffers.  They  were  regular  bazaars,  open  booths,  filling  the  whole 
sidewalk  and  barring  the  way  of  the  pedestrian.  For  more  than  two 
hundred  yards  there  was  no  other  kind  of  commerce — a  river  of 
rosaries,  medals,  statuettes,  pouring  through  the  window-panes  un- 
ceasingly. And  the  signs  contained  the  most  revered  names  in  enor- 
mous letters  :  Saint  Roch,  Saint  Joseph.  Jerusalem,  the  Immaculate 
Virgin,  the  Sacred  Heart  of  Mary — all  that  Paradise  contains  to 
touch  and  attract  the  hearts  of  the  customers. 

Few  of  the  pilgrims  had  the  good  fortune  to  be  cured,  as 
Marie  was.  Here  are  two  paragraphs  from  M.  Zola's  de- 
scription of  the  return  journey  : 

The  invalids  were  beginning  to  come  now,  and,  just  as  when  they 
arrived,  there  was  a  pushing,  shoving  crowd  the  whole  length  of  the 
platform  and  across  the  lines.  Every  imaginable  ill  was  there  ;  every 
kind  of  malady  and  all  sorts  of  different  deformities  filed  past  once 
more,  without  any  apparent  diminution  of  either  their  number  or  the 
gravity  of  the  cases,  so  that  the  several  cures  must  have  made  but  a 
feeble  effect  in  the  midst  of  such  a  sad,  darksome  gathering.  Most 
were  being  taken  back  just  as  they  had  been  brought.  Little  wagons 
that  carried  helpless  old  women,  with  their  baskets  at  their  feet, 
rattled  over  the  rails.  On  the  stretchers  were  lying  swelled  bodies, 
pale  faces  with  glistening  eyes,  as  the  litters  were  balanced  among 
the  rude  pushing  of  the  rabble.  ...  It  was  a  departure  filled  with 
childish  gayety,  without  any  bitterness  whatsoever.  All  the  invalids 
appeared  to  be  cured.  In  spite  of  their  going  back  in  just  the  same 
state  as  that  in  which  they  had  been  brought,  they  seemed  com- 
forted, happier,  for  an  hour  at  least.  And  there  was  not  the  least 
jealousy  to  spoil  the  fraternal  feeling.  Those  who  had  not  been 
cured  were  bright  and  triumphant  over  the  cure  of  others.  Their 
turn  would  surely  come.  The  miracle  of  the  previous  day  meant  a 
formal  promise  to  them  of  .1  future  miracle  to  come.  At  the  end  of 
those  three  days  of  ardent  supplication  the  fever  of  desire  still  con- 
tinued, and  the  faith  of  the  forgotten  ones  remained  as  keen  as  ever 
in  the  certitude  that  the  Holy  Virgin  had  simply  put  them  off  till 
later  for  their  soul's  salvation.  In  every  one,  in  all  these  miserable 
creatures  hungering  for  life,  burned  the  inextinguishable  flame  of 
love,  an  invincible  hope,  so  that  as  they  got  into  the  crowded  car- 
riages, the  last  burst  of  joy,  a  turbulent  exuberance  of  happiness, 
through  laughter  and  cries,  came  the  words:  "Until  next  year. 
We  will  come  again.  We  expect  to  come  again."  And  the  little 
Sisters  of  the  Assumption  gayly  clapped  their  hands,  while  the  chant 
of  gratitude,  the  "  Magnificat,"  sung  by  eight  hundred  pilgrims, 
swelled  and  rose  :  "  Magnificat  anima  »ua  Dominttm," 

As  an  impartial  study  of  what  goes  on  at  the  great  Conti- 
nental shrine,  M.  Zola's  book  is  profoundly  curious.  Of 
human  interest,  apart  from  this,  there  is  little  or  none,  and 
at  the  end  o(  the  last  chapter  we  leave  the  mass  of  suffering 
humanity,  with  whom  the  author  has  made  us  journey  for 
awhile,  much  as  we  found  them. 


August  27,  1894. 


THE        ARGONAUT. 


GROWING    OLD. 


By  Mrs.  Lynn  Linton. 


Fighting  with  old  age  is  like  fighting  wfth  a  cloud  of  gnats. 
Cut  and  hew  as  you  may,  they  come  back  in  their  thousands  ; 
and,  insignificant  as  each  item  is,  by  their  multitude  you  are 
undone.  Fill  up  the  wrinkles  with  the  best  enamel — but  that 
self-accusing  bag  under  the  chin,  which  was  once  as  round 
as  a  billiard-ball  and  as  soft  as  a  peach  ?  Dye  the  whitening 
hair  to  the  last  new  shade  of  bronzed  gold  and  cover  with 
coils  and  frisettes,  well  matched  by  the  hair-dresser,  where 
the  naked  patches  show — but  that  increasing  adipose  tissue  ? 
those  incurving  nails?  those  thickening  nostrils?  Supply 
the  gaps  which  the  Tooth  of  Time  has  made  in  your  inven- 
tory and  supply  them  with  the  deftest  imitations  to  be  had  ; 
paint  your  eyebrows  ;  blacken  the  lids  ;  restrain  exuberance 
here  ;  mask  deficiency  there  ;  make  yourself  a  really  fine 
example  of  living  decorative  art — and  you  are  not  a  step 
further  from  the  abyss  of  physical  ruin.  What  Thor  could 
not  accomplish,  neither  can  you  ;  and  the  ravages  of  that 
Tooth  can  be  repaired  no  more  than  a  splintered  glass  is  re- 
paired by  pasting  tissue-paper  over  the  fracture.  Some- 
thing is  sure  to  betray  you.  In  a  certain  light,  your 
dyed  hair  shows  its  inevitable  tones  of  green  or  purple, 
and  the  gray  tufts  are  distinctly  traceable.  At  a  distance 
your  paint  and  powder  may  pass  as  a  marvelous  preservation 
of  the  texture  and  carnations  of  youth.  Near  at  hand,  even, 
Colin  Clout  could  see  the  difference.  Belladonna  may  en- 
large the  pupil  of  fifty  to  the  diameter  of  twenty,  but  your 
long-handled  glasses  are  patent  "  clearers "  ;  and  the  dim- 
ness of  vision  which  you  lament  as  short-sightedness,  or 
ascribe  to  the  pernicious  habit  of  reading  in  bed,  is  simply 
the  dimness  of  approaching  age — the  mute  witness  of  de- 
parted youth.  Do  what  you  will,  my  poor  lady  on  whom 
the  cloud  of  gnats  is  settling,  on  whose  skin  the  crows'-feet 
have  trodden  ;  parade  your  last  lover  with  that  apparent 
cynicism  which  is  really  a  proudful  boast ;  keep  your  eighteen- 
year-old  daughter  still  as  a  school-girl  in  long  hair  and  short 
frocks  ;  take  a  couple  of  years  off  your  tall  young  son,  and 
make  the  silky  sproutings  of  twenty  the  regrettable  precocity 
of  an  overgrown  lad — do  what  you  will  say  what  you  will, 
the  imperative  fact  remains  untouched — you  are  growing  old, 
and  draping  the  clock  in  rose-colored  gauze  is  not  the  same 
thing  as  turning  back  the  hours,  so  that  the  dull  and  sombre 
evening  shall  become  the  bright  and  brilliant  noon. 

On  women  this  trial  of  growing  old  weighs  more  heavily 
than  on  men  ;  and  the  art  is  consequently  more  difficult  to 
leam.  Indeed,  with  two  types  of  women  —  the  pretty 
women  who  have  been  queens  of  society,  and  the  active 
rulers  of  their  households  who  have  been  clever  managers 
and  emphatically  maitresse  femmes  —  it  is  an  art  never 
learned  at  all  The  one  will  still  appear  as  an  inferior  copy 
of  her  former  self  long  after  her  beauty  has  passed  away  ; 
the  other  will  still  attempt  activities  of  mind  and  body  long 
after  her  faculties  have  decayed.  Neither  will  yield  to  the 
inevitable,  neither  confess  the  inexorable  ;  and  neither  can 
be  made  to  see  the  difference  between  then  and  now.  One 
must  have  a  heart  of  stone  not  to  pity  the  futile  endeavors 
of  these  poor  victims  of  self-delusion — these  wrecks  on  the 
great  ocean  of  life  still  doing  their  feeble  best  to  fly  the 
tattered  colors  of  youth  and  energy — still  engaging  in  the 
contest  with  the  fresh,  the  vigorous,  the  unharmed.  If  they 
would  but  learn  the  art  of  wise  steering,  and  make  for  that 
safe,  placid,  uneventful  harbor  wherein  lie  the  art  and  dignity 
of  growing  old  ! 

Men  suffer,  too,  in  this  struggle  with  time  and  old  age. 
Though  not  so  wedded  to  their  own  beauty,  because  not  so 
dependent  on  it  for  love  as  women,  still  even  a  philosophic 
Adonis  regrets  his  increasing  waistcoat  and  that  natural 
tonsure  ever  widening  on  his  pate.  He  looks  back  with  re- 
gret to  the  time  when  he  was  the  handsomest  man  in  the 
room — and  the  women  made  him  know  it.  Now  the  affec- 
tionate familiarity  of  young  wives  and  pretty  girls  is  but  an 
additional  pang,  proclaiming  him,  as  it  does,  as  an  innocuous 
old  fogey — a  lion  with  teeth  drawn  and  claws  cut.  But 
he  has  his  compensations.  He  has  his  sports,  his  business, 
his  public  duties  ;  and  his  greatest  trouble  is  when  these  fail 
him — greater  than  when  a  pretty  Miss  Saucebox  pats  him  on 
the  shoulder  and  calls  him  an  old  dear.  Football  had  to  be 
given  up  when  he  ceased  to  be  a  youth  ;  cricket,  and  polo, 
and  lawn-tennis  lagged  longer.  When  these  became  impos- 
sible, the  hunting-field  and  the  links  were  still  free — though 
these  at  last  failed  him,  like  the  rest.  His  walking 
powers  diminished  ;  and  his  "  twenty  miles  with  ease, 
fair  toe-and-heel,"  came  down  by  fine  and  insensible 
degrees  to  self-gratulations  on  a  two-mile  walk  as  a  really 
heroic  feat.  "  All  things  in  moderation."  This  text  follows 
him  throughout.  He  finds  that  he  can  not  take  his  wine  as 
he  used.  He  may  have  "  made  his  head  like  a  gentleman" 
in  his  youth,  but  approaching  age  unmakes  it  pretty  fast. 
Certain  dishes  have  to  be  given  up,  else  will  gout  and 
rheumatism  avenge  his  indiscretions  ;  and  he  has  to  learn 
self-control  and  abstinence  as  the  years  go  by  and  carry  his 
digestive  powers  along  with  them.  Still  his  mind  is  as  clear 
as  a  bell,  he  says  ;  and  he  could  give  points  to  the  sharpest 
youngster  in  his  employment.  But  here,  too,  by  degrees, 
his  manner  of  conducting  his  business  fails  of  its  former 
success — and  the  newer  methods  do  not  suit  him.  He  does 
not  move  with  the  times  in  anything — in  business,  literature, 
art,  science,  politics.  He  disapproves  of  it  all ;  for  he  is 
no  longer  educable,  and  almost  always  turns  back  to  the  con- 
ditions of  his  own  youth  as  the  one  perfect  moment  in  the 
history  of  the  nation. — St.  James's  Gazette. 

The  secret  codes  used  by  the  United  States  State  Depart- 
ment are  the  most  carefully  guarded  of  all  the  nation's 
secrets.  One  of  them  is  called  the  "sphynx" — it  is  so 
guarded.  The  "sphynx"  was  devised  by  a  New  Yorker 
now  in  the  State  Department,  and  is  susceptible  to  as  many 
changes  as  the  combination-lock  of  a  safe.  Hundreds  of 
messages  have  been  sent  by  it,  and  it  has  never  leaked. 


nov 
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OLD    FAVORITES. 

Cumnor  Hall. 
The  dews  of  summer  night  did  fall, 

The  moon,  sweet  regent  of  the  sky, 
Silvered  the  walls  of  Cumnor  Hall 

And  many  an  oak  that  grew  thereby. 

Now  naught  was  heard  beneath  the  skies, 

The  sounds  of  busy  life  were  still, 
Save  an  unhappy  lady's  sighs. 

That  issued  from  that  lonely  pile. 

'  Leicester,"  she  cried,  "  is  this  thy  love 
That  thou  so  oft  hath  sworn  to  me, 
To  leave  me  in  this  lonely  grove. 
Immured  in  shameful  privity? 

'  No  more  thou  com'st  with  lover's  speed. 
Thy  once  beloved  bride  to  see, 
But  be  she  alive,  or  be  she  dead, 

I  fear,  stern  Earl,  's  the  same  to  thee. 

'  Not  so  the  usage  I  received 

When  happy  in  my  father's  hall  ; 

No  faithless  husband  then  me  grieved, 

No  chilling  fears  did  me  appall. 

'  I  rose  up  with  the  cheerful  morn, 

No  lark  more  blithe,  no  flower  more  gay. 
And,  like  the  bird  that  haunts  the  thorn. 
So  merrily  sung  the  livelong  day. 

'  If  that  my  beauty  is  but  small. 
Among  court  ladies  all  despised, 
Why  didst  thou  rend  it  from  that  hall. 

Where,  scornful  Earl,  it  well  was  prized? 

"  And  when  you  first  to  me  made  suit. 
How  fair  I  was  you  oft  would  say  ; 
And,  proud  of  conquest,  pluck'd  the  fruit. 
Then  left  the  blossom  to  decay. 

1  Yes  !  now  neglected  and  despised, 
The  rose  is  pale,  the  lily's  dead. 
But  he  that  once  their  charms  so  prized 
Is  sure  the  cause  those  charms  are  Red. 

"  For  know,  when  sickening  grief  doth  prey. 
And  tender  love's  repaid  with  scorn. 
The  sweetest  beauty  will  decay — 

What  floweret  can  endure  the  storm  ? 

"  At  court,  I'm  told,  is  beauty's  throne. 
Where  every  lady's  passing  rare. 
That  Eastern  flowers,  that  shame  the  sun. 
Are  not  so  glowing,  not  so  fair. 

"  Then,  Earl,  why  didst  thou  leave  the  beds 
Where  roses  and  where  lilies  vie. 
To  seek  a  primrose,  whose  pale  shades 
Must  sicken  when  those  gauds  are  by  ? 

"  'Mong  rural  beauties  I  was  one, 

Among  the  fields  wild  flowers  are  fair  ; 
Some  country  swain  might  me  have  won, 
And  thought  my  beauty  passing  rare. 

"  But,  Leicester  (or  I  much  am  wrong). 
Or  'tis  not  beauty  lures  thy  vows  ; 
Rather  ambition's  gilded  crown 

Makes  thee  forget  thy  humble  spouse. 

"  Then,  Leicester,  why,  again  I  plead 

(The  injured  surely  may  repine)— 

Why  didst  thou  wed  a  country  maid. 

When  some  fair  princess  might  be  thine. 

"  Why  didst  thou  praise  my  humble  charms, 
And,  oh  !  then  leave  them  to  decay  ? 
Why  didst  thou  win  me  to  thy  arms, 
Then  leave  to  mourn  the  livelong  day  ? 

"  The  village  maidens  of  the  plain" 
Salute  me  lowly  as  they  go  ; 
Envious  they  mark  my  silken  train. 
Nor  think  a  countess  can  have  woe. 

"  The  simple  nymphs  !  they  little  know 
How  far  more  happy  's  their  estate  ; 
To  smile  for  joy  than  sigh  for  woe — 
To  be  content  than  to  be  great. 

"  How  far  less  blest  am  I  than  them? 
Daily  to  pine  and  waste  with  care  ! 
Like  the  poor  plant  that,  from  its  stem 
Divided,  feels  the  chilling  air. 

"  Nor,  cruel  Earl,  can  I  enjoy 

The  humble  charms  of  solitude  ; 

Your  minions  proud  my  peace  destroy, 

By  sullen  frowns  or  pratings  rude. 

"  Last  night,  as  sad  I  chanced  to  stray. 
The  village  death-bell  smote  my  ear  ; 
They  wink'd  aside,  and  seemed  to  say, 
'  Countess,  prepare,  thy  end  is  near  !  ' 

"  And  now,  while  happy  peasants  sleep, 
Here  I  sit  lonely  and  forlorn  ; 
No  one  to  soothe  me  as  I  weep. 
Save  Philomel  on  yonder  thorn. 

"  My  spirits  flag — my  hopes  decay — 

Still  that  dread  death-bell  smites  my  ear  ; 
And  many  a  boding  seems  to  say, 
'  Countess,  prepare,  thy  end  is  near  !  ' " 

Thus,  sore  and  sad,  that  lady  grieved, 
In  Cumnor  Hall,  so  lone  and  drear  ; 

And  many  a  heartfelt  sigh  she  heaved, 
And  let  fall  many  a  bitter  tear. 

And  ere  the  dawn  of  day  appeared. 
In  Cumnor  Hall,  so  lone  and  drear, 

Full  many  a  piercing  scream  was  heard, 
And  many  a  cry  of  mortal  fear. 

The  death-bell  thrice  was  heard  to  ring, 

An  aerial  voice  was  heard  to  call, 
And  thrice  the  raven  flapped  its  wing 

Around  the  towers  of  Cumnor  Hall. 

The  mastiff  howl'd  at  village  door, 

The  oaks  were  shattered  on  the  green  ; 

Woe  was  the  hour — for  never  more 
That  hapless  countess  e'er  was  seen. 

And  in  that  manor  now  no  more 

Is  cheerful  feast  and  sprightly  ball  ; 

For  ever  since  that  dreary  hour 

Have  spirits  haunted  Cumnor  Hall. 

The  village  maids,  with  fearful  glance, 
Avoid  the  ancient  moss-grown  wall  ; 

Nor  ever  lead  the  merry  dance 

Among  the  groves  of  Cumnor  Hall. 

Full  many  a  traveler  oft  hath  sighed. 

And  pensive  wept  the  countess'  fall. 
As  wandering  onward  they've  espied 

The  haunted  towers  of  Cumnor  Hall. 

—  William  Julius  MickU. 


THE    FALL    DRAMATIC    SEASON. 


'"  Flaneur"  tells  of  the  Autumn  Announcements— The  Daly  Troupe 

— Abbey's  Opera  Company — Melba,  Eames,  Sanderson, 

De  Lussan,  De  Reszke,  Tamagno. 


The  "close  time"  at  the  New  York  theatres  is  drawing  to 
a  close,  and  no  less  than  fourteen  houses  will  raise  their  cur- 
tains before  the  first  of  September.  Of  these,  of  course, 
the  bulk  are  second-class  houses,  with  second-class  com- 
panies, and  plays  which  have  generally  been  seen  before. 
At  the  Garden  Theatre,  "  1492"  will  be  revived  with  new 
living  pictures.  At  the  Grand  Opera  House,  Steele 
Mackaye's  "  Kauvar,"  which  was  on  the  road  three  or  four 
years  ago,  will  be  resurrected,  in  the  hope  that  it  still  retains 
its  old  fascination  for  New  Yorkers.  A  new  tank  play  en- 
titled "  The  Crossroads  of  Life,"  by  Edmund  Collier,  is  to 
be  produced  at  the  Star,  with  startling  effects  in  the  shape  of 
an  ocean  liner  drifting  on  the  sands  and  a  lifeboat  fitting  out 
for  her  rescue.  Mr.  John  Drew  opens  at  the  Empire  in  a 
play  called  "The  Bauble  Shop,"  by  Henry  Arthur  Jones,  in 
which  Drew-  takes  the  part  of  a  Puritan  leader  ;  this  will  be 
followed  by  "  Christopher,  Jr."  At  the  Academy  of  Music, 
Charles  Frohman  produces  a  new  version  of  "  Shenandoah," 
upon  which  Bronson  Howard  is  said  to  have  spent  much 
time  ;  this  is  to  be  followed  by  the  last  Ambigu  success, 
"  Gigolette."  Palmer  opens  at  his  theatre  with  Augustus 
Thomas's  "  New  Blood,"  which  has  never  been  played  in 
New  York.  De  Wolf  Hopper  brings  out  an  operetta  called 
"  Doctor  Syntax  "  at  the  Broadway,  words  by  J.  Cheever 
Goodwin  and  music  by  Woolson.  At  Abbey's  Theatre, 
Francis  Wilson  brings  out  a  new  comic  opera  entitled  "The 
Devil's  Deputy"  ;  the  music  is  by  Jacobowski,  and  if  it  is 
half  as  good  as  the  music  of  "  Erminie,"  it  will  have  a  run. 
Sothern  will  open  at  the  Lyceum  with  "  The  Victoria  Cross," 
a  melodrama  based  on  incidents  in  the  Sepoy  Rebellion,  and 
very  English,  of  course.  An  English  company  from  the 
Prince  of  Wales's  Theatre  in  London  will  open  Daly's  doors 
with  a  musical  comedy  entitled  "  The  Gayety  GirL"  Duff's 
Opera  Company  is  doing  a  good  business  at  the  Fifth  Ave- 
nue with  Sullivan's  pieces. 

But  the  houses  and  the  performances  in  which  the  /taut- 
monde  are  interested  will  not  awake  to  life  till  later  on  in 
the  season.  Mr.  Daly  returned  last  week  with  all  his  plans 
cut  and  dried.  Miss  Rehan,  with  a  wing  of  the  company, 
will  go  on  a  six  weeks'  starring  tour  through  the  leading 
cities.  Early  in  November  the  regular  Daly  season  will 
open  with  "  Twelfth  Night,"  which  will  be  followed  by  a  new- 
play  from  Mr.  Daly's  pen.  Miss  Rehan  and  the  whole 
company  will  play  all  winter  at  the  old  house,  and  in  May 
will  return  to  London.  Mr.  Daly  states  that  while  in 
Europe  he  purchased  several  of  the  latest  works  of  foreign 
playwrights,  which  he  proposes  to  adapt  for  the  American 
stage.  He  will  henceforth  play  five  months  in  New  York 
and  three  months  in  London  ;  the  other  four  months  of  the 
year  will  be  devoted  to  starring  tours  and  rest. 

Another  passenger  who  arrived  in  the  Paris  with  Daly 
was  the  great  London  impresario,  Sir  Augustus  Harris.  Of 
him  a  reporter,  who  interviewed  him,  drew  the  following 
portrait :  "  Sir  Augustus  is  a  short,  stockily-built  man,  and 
wears  a  round-pointed  beard.  He  is  bald,  pronouncedly 
English  in  speech,  and  serious  in  manner.  His  Jewish  origin 
is  plainly  noticeable."  He  came  here  to  find  a  theatre  for 
his  Christmas  pantomime,  which,  as  he  says,  is  "a  grand 
spectacular  production  built  round  Aladdin,"  which  will  be 
brought  out  in  the  fall  in  London,  and  at  the  close  of  its 
English  run  will  be  given  here  at  the  Metropolitan  Opera 
House  under  the  joint  management  of  Harris,  Abbey,  and 
Grau.  Sir  Augustus  says  that  the  scenery,  costumes,  and 
mounting  have  cost  one  hundred  thousand  dollars.  The 
English  manager  only  stayed  a  few  days  here,  but  he  prom- 
ises to  return  a  fortnight  before  the  production  of  "  Aladdin." 

Henry  E.  Abbey  arrived  simultaneously  with  Sir  Augustus. 
He  promises  one  of  the  best  seasons  of  opera  New  York 
ever  had.  His  chief  novelties  will  be  Verdi's  "  Falstaff " 
and  Bamberg's  "  Elaine,"  but  he  contemplates  the  revival  of 
a  number  of  old  favorites,  including  "  Trovatore."  His 
troupe  is  strong.  Among  the  sopranos  are  Mme.  Melba, 
Emma  Eames,  Sibyl  Sanderson,  and  Zelie  de  Lussan  ;  the 
tenors  comprise  Tamagno  and  De  Reszke,  and  with  these  is 
a  young  Italian,  named  Noveno,  of  whom  great  things  are 
predicted.  The  contraltos  are  the  ladies  of  last  year,  and 
so,  for  the  most  part,  are  the  baritones.  The  artist  whom 
the  ladies  will  be  most  curious  to  see  is  Sibyl  Sanderson,  as 
to  whose  merits  opinions  have  widely  varied — some  declaring 
that  she  is  the  lineal  successor  of  Patti,  while  others  insist 
that  she  would  never  have  got  a  leading  part  but  for  Mas- 
senet's friendship.  We  shall  know  all  about  her  presently. 
Tamagno  declared  long  ago  that,  when  he  had  accumulated 
a  million,  he  would  never  sing  another  note  on  the  stage  ;  he 
is  credited  with  the  possession  of  double  that  sum — which  is 
quite  possible,  as  he  is  the  most  penurious  of  mortals — and 
yet  he  goes  on  flinging  high  C's.  But  he  never  can  be  the 
darling  which  Jean  de  Reszke  has  become. 

Another  gentleman,  who  has  figured  in  the  past  as  an  im- 
porter of  foreign  musical  genius,  has  also  just  returned. 
This  is  Marcus  Mayer.  He  has  with  him  two  infant 
phenomena  —  a  Belgian  long  -  haired  boy  named  lean 
Geraldy,  who  plays  on  the  'cello,  and  is  said  to  be  a  prodigy; 
and  a  girl  of  eight  from  Berlin  named  Simonson,  who 
attracted  Patti's  attention  by  her  performance  on  the  piano. 
They  are  to  play  in  concert,  and  are  expected  to  be  a  suc- 
cess. But  Mr.  Mayer's  piece  de  resistance  this  time  is  not  a 
musician  or  a  singer,  but  an  emotional  actress  named  Olga 
Nethersole.  Despite  her  name,  she  is  an  Englishwoman. 
She  is  to  make  her  dehut  in  this  country  as  Juliet ;  but  she 
has  played  in  Australia  as  La  Tosca,  Fedora,  and  other 
pieces  of  Bernhardt's  repertoire,  and  she  will  doubtless  give 
them  as  well.  She  is  regarded  as  a  reproduction  of 
Adelaide  Neilson,  whose  methods  she  has  copied.  Her 
cess  will  be  problematical. 

New  York,  August  iS,  1S94. 


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THE        ARGONAUT. 


August  27,  1894. 


LITERARY    NOTES. 


Personal  and  Miscellaneous  Gossip. 
The  many  friends  of  the  veteran  journalist, 
Charles  Nordhoff,  of  Coronado.  have  been  pleased 
to  read  in  the  last  number  of  Harper's  Magazine  a 
tale  entitled  "  Heimweg,"  from  the  pen  of  his 
youngest  daughter,  Miss  Elsie  Nordhoff.  The 
young  lady  shows  such  rare  capacity  for  painting 
the  scenery  of  Southern  California  and  such  insight 
into  the  human  mind  that  she  is  quite  certain  to 
make  her  mark  in  letters  and  to  become  a  popular 
contributor  to  the  magazines  of  the  day. 

A  new  novel  by  S.  R.  Crockett,  the  author  of 
"The  Stickit  Minister,"  has  just  been  published 
by  Macmillan  &  Co.  It  is  entitled  "  Mad  Sir 
Uchtred  of  the  Hills."  Mr.  Crockett's  story  of  ad- 
venture, "  The  Raiders,"  is  now  in  its  fifth  edition. 

"The  Century  Cyclopedia  of  Names"  is  to  be 
published  in  October.  It  is  to  be  a  pronouncing 
and  etymological  dictionary  of  names  in  geogra- 
phy, biography,  mythology,  history,  ethnology, 
art,  archaeology,  fiction,  etc.,  edited  by  Benjamin 
E.  Smith,  M.  A.,  managing  editor  of  "  The  Cent- 
ury Dictionary,"  and  will  make  a  volume  of  eleven 
hundred  pages,  uniform  in  size  and  typography 
with  "The  Century  Dictionary,"  to  which  it  is  a 
companion  volume. 

Mr.  Quiller-Couch,  like  Mr.  Howells,  believes 
more  in  hard  work  than  in  the  impulses  of  genius. 
He  says  : 

"  When  1  am  writing  a  story,  I  never  do  more  than  a 
thousand  words  a  day,  and  sometimes  it  may  not  be  more 
than  a  hundred  and  fifty  words.  I  always  devote  the 
mornings  to  work.  Whether  the  result  is  a  thousand 
words  or  only  a  couple  of  sentences,  I  do  not  believe  in 
waiting  for  inspiration  ;  the  effort  must  be  made.  I  find 
that  thought  comes  most  readily  when  I  am  walking,  and 
my  stories  and  verses  take  shape  most  readily  when  I  am 
out  of  doors.  Some  things  I  find  it  best  to  dictate  while 
walking  about  the  room,  and,  when  I  am  engaged  on 
these,  my  wife  acts  as  amanuensis.  Writing  is  usually  a 
very  painful  business  with  me ;  but  after  I  have  been  at 
work  for  a  little  time  this  feeling  often  wears  off,  and  I 
get  through  a  good  deal." 

This  young  gentleman's  ambition  is'  to  write  one 
big  book,  which  will  have  a  chance  of  continued 
existence.  After  that  he  wants  to  do  biography, 
which  he  thinks  requires  much  the  same  qualities 
as  the  writing  of  novels. 

Daniel  Vierge,  whose  clever  illustrations  of  Pablo 
de  Segovia  are  well  known  in  this  country,  has  just 
arranged  with  an  American  publishing  firm  to  illus- 
trate that  masterpiece  of  Spanish  fiction,  "  Gil 
Bias."  It  is  hardly  necessary  to  say  that  this 
edition  will  be  the  standard.  Since  some  of  the 
drawings  of  "  Pablo  de  Segovia"  were  made,  Mr. 
Vierge  has  lost  the  use  of  his  right  hand,  but  he  is 
said  to  work  as  well  with  his  left. 

A  selection  from  the  late  Matthew  Arnold's  ex- 
tensive correspondence  has  just  been  made  for 
publication  by  Messrs.  Macmillan  &  Co.  during  the 
coming  season  in  a  volume  entitled  "  The  Letters 
of  Matthew  Arnold." 

"The  list  of  poets  that,  by  virtue  of  birth  or 
long  residence,  may  be  claimed  by  Chicago  is  not 
a  lengthy  one,"  says  the  Dial,  "but  it  at  least 
claims  respectful  consideration.  It  includes  the 
names  of  B.  F.  Taylor  and  H.  N.  Powers,  of  Mr. 
Block,  Mr.  Horton,  Mr.  Field,  and  Mr.  McGatfey, 
of  Miss  Harriet  Monroe,  Miss  Amanda  Jones,  and 
Miss  Blanche  Fearing.  To  this  list  the  name  of 
Mr.  Harry  B.  Smith  must  now  be  added." 

It  is  understood  that  "The  Ebb  Tide"  is  the 
last  of  the  novels  in  which  Mr.  Stevenson  will  have 
his  step-son,  Mr.  Lloyd  Osbourne.  as  a  collabora- 
tor. The  latter  gentleman  is  writing  a  story  simi- 
lar to  "  The  Wreckers." 

"The  season  is  at  an  end  at  last,"  writes  the 
Critic  s  London  correspondent,  "  and  every  one  is 
hurrying  from  town  for  the  holidays.  Sub-editors 
fill  the  editorial  chairs  and  publishers  are  repre- 
sented by  their  managers.  And  a  deadly  dull,  un- 
satisfactory season  it  has  been,  as  far  as  the  book- 
world  is  concerned.  Sales  continue  slow  ;  many 
important  books  are  being  held  over  to  the  autumn, 
and  the  coming  season  ought  to  be  prolific  of  lit- 
erary material." 

A  new  book  by  "Ouida"  is  just  published  by 
the  Macmillans.  It  contains  two  tales,  "The  Sil- 
ver Christ  "  and  "  A  Lemon  Tree." 

A  new  book  by  John  Ruskin,  illustrated  by  draw- 
ings of  the  author,  is  now  being  published  by  Mac- 


millan &  Co.  It  is  called  "Verona,  and  Other 
Lectures,"  and  includes  "The  Story  of  Arachne," 
"The  Tortoise  of  ^Egina,"  "  Candida  Casa,"  with 
an  appendix  on  Saxon  money,  and  "  Mending  the 
Sieve,"  with  addenda  on  the  foundation  of  Cluny. 
The  text  is  now  given  complete  from  the  manu- 
script and  contains  much  characteristic  matter  not 
represented  in  the  reports  of  the  lectures. 

The  French  papers  are  passing  around  this  story: 

"  When  1  die,"  said  Victor  Hugo  to  Leconte  de  Lisle, 

"what  shall  I  say  to  God  if  I  meet  him  ?"     "That's  very 

simple,"   answered    Leconte;    "you    will    say    to    him: 

'  Good-morning,  my  dear  colleague,  how  are  you  1 '  " 

London  has  been  receiving  a  visit  from  Frau  von 
Teuffel,  better  known  to  English  and  American 
readers  under  her  maiden  name  of  Blanche  Willis 
Howard.  She  arrived  just  in  time  to  superintend 
the  production  of  an  English  edition  of  her  de- 
lightful story,  "  A  Battle  and  a  Boy,"  which  is  to 
be  published  in  the  autumn  in  illustrated  form. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Barrett  Browning  have  decided 
that  their  beautiful  palace  home  in  Venice  shall  be 
sold.  It  was  the  home  for  many  years  of  Robert 
and  Elizabeth  Barrett  Browning,  and  there  some 
of  his  finest  works  were  written. 

On  August  ist,  Stone  &  Kimball  closed  their 
Cambridge  offices,  and  will  henceforth  transact  all 
their  business  at  their  Chicago  office. 

Meredith,  unlike  most  of  the  leading  novelists, 
is  a  strong  Home  Ruler.  His  daughter,  who  is  a 
very  familiar  figure  in  society,  is  about  to  marry  a 
brother  of  Mr.  Julian  Sturgis.  It  is  in  "  A  Daugh- 
ter of  To-Day "  that  the  novelist  Jasper,  whom 
Elfrida  makes  so  uncomfortable  by  a  theatrical  out- 
burst of  admiration,  reads  for  the  publishers 
Elfrida's  book  and  decides  upon  it  adversely ; 
which  goes  to  justify  the  assertion  that  Miss  Dun- 
can had  Mr.  Meredith  in  mind  when  she  studied 
the  character. 

Mr.  Justin  Huntly  McCarthy,  M.  P.,  has  just 
finished  the  third  volume  of  his  "History  of  the 
French  Revolution,"  and  is  now  engaged  on  the 
fourth  and  concluding  volume. 

The  Whistler-Du  Maurier  episode  is  not  yet 
dead.  The  distinguished  artist  of  Punch  has  been 
notified  that  an  action  for  libel  is  to  be  brought 
against  him  for  the  little  pen-portrait  which  he  is 
supposed  to  have  drawn  of  Whistler  in  his  novel  of 
"Trilby."  Mr.  Whistler  would  seem  to  be  de- 
moralized by  the  farthing  damages  which  he  won 
from  John  Ruskin  long  ago. 

In  the  new  number  of  the  Idler,  the  London 
monthly  periodical,  R.  L.  Stevenson  has  an  article 
with  the  title,  "  My  First  Book,"  in  which  he  says  : 

"  As  soon  as  1  was  able  to  write,  I  became  a  good  friend 
to  the  paper-makers.  Reams  upon  reams  must  have  gone 
to  the  making  of  'Rathillet,'  'The  Penlland  Rising,' 
'The  King's  Pardon'  (otherwise  'Park  Whitehead'), 
'  Edward  Daven,'  'A,  Country  Dance,'  and  '  A  Vendetta 
in  the  West.'  '  Rathitlet '  was  attempted  before  fifteen, 
'The  Vendetta*  at  twenty-nine,  and  the  succession  of 
defeats  lasted  unbroken  till  I  was  thirty-one." 

The  volume  of  Professor  Freeman's  "  History  of 
Sicily,"  left  by  the  author  in  manuscript  at  the  time 
he  died,  will  be  issued  by  Macmillan  &  Co.  It 
covers  the  period  from  the  tyranny  of  Dionysius  to 
the  death  of  Agatholdes.  The  author's  son-in-law, 
Arthur  J.  Evans,  has  edited  it  and  added  notes  to  it. 

The  death  of  Walter  Pater  at  the  early  age  of 
fifty-five,  in  the  fullness  of  his  powers,  is  a  great 
loss  to  English  and  American  letters.  He  was 
graduated  from  Oxford  at  an  early  age  and  with- 
out obtaining  unusual  honors,  and  then  became  an 
officer  of  the  college,  continuing  there  until  his 
death.  His  contributions  to  literature  comprise 
onlv  five  books,  one  of  which,  "  Marius  the  Epi- 
curean," was  a  spiritual  romance  laid  in  the  second 
century.  As  a  stylist,  Pater  probably  had  no  rival 
among  living  writers  of  the  English  language. 

Saint  -  Saens,  the  musical  composer,  who  has 
some  repute  as  a  poet  also,  is  soon  to  appear  before 
the  public  in  a  new  role — that  of  a  writer  on  phil- 
osophy. A  forthcoming  volume  from  his  pen  will 
bear  the  title  of  "  Problems  and  Mysteries." 

Mrs.  Craigie— otherwise  John  Oliver  Hobbes — 
has  arrived  at  the  dignity  of  a  "  collected  edition." 
The  volume  which  Mr.  Aubrey  Beardsley  is  to  illus- 
trate in  his  peculiarly  morbid  and  unlovely  fashion 
is  to  contain  "  Some  Emotions  and  a  Moral,"  "  The 
Sinner's  Comedy,"  "A  Bundle  of  Life,"  and  "A 
Study  in  Temptations." 


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INTAGLIOS. 


The   Sonnet. 
Scorn  not  the  Sonnet ;  Critic,  you  have  frowned, 

Mindless  of  its  just  honors ;  -with  this  key 

Sliakespeare  unlocked  his  heart ;  the  melody 
Of  this  small  lute  gave  ease  to  Petrarch' s  "wound; 
A  thousand  times  this  pipe  did  Tasso  sound; 

Carnoens  soothed  with  it  an  exile's  grief ; 

The  sonnet  glittered  a  gay  myrtle  leaf 
A  mid  the  cypress  with  which  Dante  crowned 
His  visionary  brow  ;  a  glmv-worm  lamp, 

[t  cheered  mild  Spenser,  called  from  Fairydand 
To  struggle  through  dark  ways ;  and  when  a  damp 

Fell  round  the  path  of  Milton,  in  his  hand 
The  thing  became  a  trumpet,  whence  he  blew 
Soul-animating  strains — alas,  toofeiu .' 

— William  H'ortls7vorth. 


A  Last  Sonnet. 
Bright  Star  !  would  I  were  steadfast  as  thou  art 

Not  in  lone  splendor  hung  aloft  the  night, 
And  watching  with  eternal  lids  apart, 

Like  Nature's  patient,  sleepless  Eremite, 
The  moving  waters  at  their  priest-like  task 

Of  pure  ablution  round  earth's  human  shores, 
Or  gazing  on  the  new  soft-fallen  mask 

Of  snow  upon  the  mountains  and  the  moors. 
No  ;  yet  still  steadfast,  still  unchangeable, 

Pillowed  upon  my  fair  love's  ripening  breast, 
To  feel  forever  its  soft  fall  and  swell, 

Awake  forever  in  a  sweet  unrest ; 
Still,  still  to  hear  her  tender-taken  breath, 

And  so  live  ever— or  else  swoon  to  death. 
-foh 


Is. 


A  Sonnet  from  the  Portuguese. 
My  own  beloved,  who  hast  lifted  me 

From  this  drear  flat  of  earth  where  I  was  thrown, 

And  in  betwixt  the  languid  ringlets  blown 
A  liie-breath,  till  the  forehead  hopefully 
Shines  out  again,  as  all  the  angels  see, 

Before  thy  saving  kiss  !     My  own,  my  own, 

Who  earnest  to  me  when  the  world  was  gone, 
And  I  who  only  looked  for  God,  found  thee! 

I  find  thee  ;  I  am  safe,  and  strong,  and  glad. 
As  one  who  stands  in  dewless  asphodel, 

Looks  backward  on  the  tedious  time  he  had 
In  the  upper  life — so  I,  with  bosom  swell, 

Make  witness,  here,  between  the  good  and  bad, 

That  Love,  as  strong  as  Death,  retrieves  as  well. 

— Elizabeth  Barrett  Browning. 

The  Pipe-Player. 
Cool,  and  palm-shaded  from  the  torrid  heat, 

The  young  brown  tenor  puts  his  singing  by. 

And  sets  the  twin  pipe  to  his  Up  to  try 
Some  air  of  bulrush-glooms  where  lovers  meet ; 
O  swart  musician,  time  and  fame  are  fleet, 

Brief  all  delight,  and  youth's  feet  fain  to  fly! 

Pipe  on  in  peace  !     To-morrow  must  we  die. 
What  matter,  if  our  life  to-day  be  sweet? 
Soon,  soon,  the  silver  paper-reeds  that  sigh 

Along  the  Sacred  River  will  repeat 

The  echo  of  the  dark-stoled  bearers'  feet, 
Who  carry  you,  with  wailing,  where  must  lie 
Your  swathed  and  withered  body,  by  and  by, 

In  perfumed. darkness  with  the  grains  of  wheat. 
— Edmund  William  Gosse. 


True   Love. 
'  Amor,  chc  ne  la  ntentc  mi ragioua." — Dantk. 
'  Ainortncn  ncl  bcl  idso  di  costci." — Pittkakca. 
If  there  be  any  one  can  take  my  place 
And  make  you  happy  whom  I  grieve  to  grieve, 
Think  not  that  1  can  grudge  it,  but  believe 
I  do  commend  you  to  that  nobler  grace, 
That  readier  wit  than  mine,  that  sweeter  face  ; 
Yea,  since  your  riches  make  me  rich,  conceive 
I  too  am  crowned,  while  bridal  crowns  I  weave, 
And  thread  the  bridal  dance  with  jocund  pace. 
For  if  I  did  not  love  you,  it  might  be 
That  I  should  grudge  you  some  one  dear  delight. 
But  since  the  heart  is  yoi'rs  that  was  mine  own, 
Your  pleasure  is  my  pleasure,  right  my  right, 
Your  honorable  freedom  makes  me  free, 
And  you  companioned,  I  am  not  alone. 

— Christina  Gabriel  Fossctti. 


Love  and  Death. 

As  lilies  languish  when  the  scythe  has  swept 

Round  the  tall  stems,  and  borne  themto  the  ground, 
So  she  lay  deathly,  but  not  dead  ;  no  sound 

Broke  from  the  watchers'  lips  ;  for  had  they  wept, 

Death  had  approached  and  stole  her  as  she  slept  ; 
Binding  her  heart  with  icy  fetters  round, 
So  gently  she  would  know  not  she  was  bound. 

A  mother  must  have  sobbed  ;  for  Death  had  stept 

In  awful  stillness  to  that  burdened  bed. 
And  yet  he  claims  her  not,  she  seemed  so  fair, 
So  strangely  lovely  as  she  slumbered  there, 

That  he  bent  down  to  kiss  her  pillowed  head. 

One  kiss  and  she  was  his  ;  yet,  for  Love's  sake, 

He  kissed  her  not,  but  only  bade  her  wake.—  Anon. 


Help. 

Dream  not,  O  soul  !  that  easy  is  the  task 
Thus  set  before  thee.     If  it  proves,  at  length, 
As  well  it  may,  beyond  thy  natural  strength, 

Doubt  not,  despair  not.     As  a  child  may  ask 

A  father,  pray  the  Everlasting  Good 

For  light  and  guidance  through  the  subtle  snares 
Of  sin,  thick-planted  in  life's  thoroughfares, 

For  spiritual  nerve  and  moral  hardihood. 

Still  listening  "midst  the  noises  round  about 
Of  time  and  sense,  the  Inward-speaking  Word, 
Bitter  in  blame,  sweet  in  approval  heard, 

Piercing  the  tumult  of  the  world  without ; 
To  health  of  soul  a  voice  to  cheer  and  please, 
To  guilt  the  wrath  of  the  Eumenides  ! 

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LITERARY    NOTES. 


George  Meredith's  New  Novel. 

The  serial  publication  of  "  Lord  Ormont  and 
his  Aminta"  in  the  Pall  Mall  Magazine  has 
scarcely  made  it  known  to  American  readers,  so 
that  it  comes  in  book-form  from  the  Scribners" 
press  as  practically  a  new  novel.  It  has  been 
praised  by  those  who  admired  its  predecessors,  and 
will  doubtless  be  regarded  with  mingled  awe  and 
dread  by  those  who  are  not  converts  of  "the 
Meredithian  revelation,"  as  it  is  called.  As  a  story 
it  is  neither  involved  in  plot  nor  lively  in  action  ; 
but  it  makes  us  acquainted  with  a  few  persons, 
creations  of  the  novelist's  brain,  who  are  more  real 
to  us,  and  to  whose  soul  we  come  more  near,  than 
many  a  friend  we  meet  daily  in  the  flesh. 

There  are  three  chief  actors  in  the  tale  :  Aminta 
—known  at  6rst  as  "  Browny  "— Farrell,  "  Matey," 
or  Matthew,  Weyburn,  and  Lord  Ormont.  The 
latter  is  a  general  who  has  been  unjustly  censured 
for  his  conduct  in  India,  and  who  replies  to  the 
government's  attacks  by  letters  in  the  newspapers, 
and  by  no  means  betters  his  cause  thereby.  He  is 
the  beloved  hero  of  the  boys  at  Cupey's  school  and 
of  the  girls  at  Miss  Vincent's,  and  "  Matey  "  and 
■■  Browny,"  being  the  leaders  of  those  two  bands 
of  young  enthusiasts,  are  drawn  together  by  their 
common  hero-worship,  and  so  come  to  love  each 
other.  But  they  are  separated,  and  do  not  meet 
until  seven  years  later,  when  Aminta  has  become 
the  Countess  of  Ormont  and  Weyburn  is  her  hus- 
band's private  secretary. 

Lord  Ormont,  soured  by  the  world's  treatment 
of  him,  shuns  society  and  lets  his  wife  know  none 
but  demi-reps  and  rouis.  As  the  wedding  had 
taken  place  abroad  and  he  makes  no  effort  to  give 
her  her  proper  place,  the  world  doubts  if  their 
union  is  one  sanctioned  by  the  law.  Lord  Ormont's 
conscience  presently  begins  to  prick  him  for  the 
way  he  has  acted  toward  Aminta,  not  telling  of  his 
marriage  and  keeping  her  in  seclusion.  He  decides 
to  break  the  news  to  his  sister,  Lady  Charlotte,  who 
did  not  relish  it : 

"  Her  brother  said  nothing.  There  was  no  need  for  him 
to  speak.  He  seemed  on  one  or  two  occasions  in  the  act 
of  getting  himself  together  for  the  communication  of  a 
secret ;  and  she  made  ready  to  listen  hard,  with  ears, 
eyebrows,  shut  mouth,  and  a  gleam  at  the  back  of  her 
eyes,  for  a  signification  of  something  she  would  refer  him 
to  after  he  had  spoken.  He  looked  at  her  and  held  his 
peace,  or  virtually  held  it— that  is,  he  said  not  one  word 
on  the  subject  she  was  to  have  told  him  she  had  antici- 
pated. .  .  .  '  Married  years  !  And  if  you've  been  mar- 
ried years,  where  were  you  married?  Not  in  a  church. 
That  woman's  no  church  bride.'  '  There  are  some  clever 
women  made  idiots  of  by  their  trullish  tempers.*  '  Abuse 
away.  I've  asked  you  where  you  were  married,  Rows- 
ley."  'Go  to  Madrid.  Go  to  the  embassy.  Apply  to  the 
chaplain.'  *  Married  in  Madrid  !  Who's  ever  married  in 
Madrid  !  You  flung  her  a  yellow  handkerchief,  and  she 
tied  it  round  her  neck— that's  your  ceremony.  .  .  .  And 
I'm  asked  to  believe  she  was  my  brother's  wife,  a  sister- 
in-law  of  mine,  all  the  while  !     I  won't.'  ..." 

Given  an  ill-treated  young  wife  of  an  old  husband 
and  a  young  man  who  loves  her,  and  the  result  is  not 
hard  to  guess — with  Aminta  and  Weyburn  as  with 
others.  They  struggle  against  fate,  he  even  goes 
away.  Their  farewell,  by  the  way,  is  peculiarly 
Meredithian  : 

"  There  was  nothing  else  for  him  or  for  her,  except  to 
dote  on  the  passing  minute  that  slipped  when  seized.  The 
looking  forward  turned  them  to  the  looking  back  at  the 
point  they  had  flown  from,  and  yielded  a  momentary 
pleasure,  enough  to  stamp  some  section  of  a  picture  on 
their  memories,  which  was  not  the  burning  now  Love  lives 
for,  in  the  clasp,  if  but  hands.  Desire  of  it  destroyed  it. 
They  swung  to  the  future,  swung  to  the  present  it  made 
the  past,  sensible  to  the  quick  of  the  now  they  could  not 
hold.  They  were  lovers.  Divided  lovers  in  presence, 
they  thought  and  they  felt  in  pieces.  Feelings  and 
thoughts  were  forbidden  to  speech.  She  dared  look  the 
very  little  of  her  heart's  fullness  without  the  disloyalty  it 
would  have  been  in  him  to  let  a  small  peep  of  his  heart  be 

But  they  meet  again.     She  is  swimming  in  the 


Pears' 

Unless  you  have 
used  Pears'  soap,  you 
probably  do  not  know 
what  we  mean  by  a 
soap  with  no  free  fat 
or  alkali  in  it — noth- 
ing   but    soap. 

The  more  purely 
negative  soap  is,  the 
nearer  does  it  ap- 
proach  perfection 


sea,  and  he,  thinking  he  recognizes  her,  leaps  in 
and  swims  after  her  : 

"The  swim  was  a  holiday  ;  all  was  new— nothing  came 
to  her  as  the  same  old  thing  since  she  took  her  plunge  ; 
she  had  a  sea-mind — had  left  her  earth-mind  ashore.  The 
swim,  and  Matey  Weyburn  pursuing  her,  passed  up  out 
of  her  happiness,  through  the  spheres  of  delirium,  into 
the  region  where  our  life  is  as  we  would  have  it  be — a  home 
holding  the  quiet  of  the  heavens,  if  but  midway  thither, 
and  a  home  of  delicious  animation  of  the  whole  frame, 
equal  to  wings.  He  drew  on  her,  but  he  was  distant  and 
she  waved  an  arm.  The  shout  of  her  glee  sprang  from 
her:  'Matey!'  He  waved;  she  heard  his  voice.  Was 
it  her  name  ?  He  was  not  so  drunken  of  the  sea  as  she  ; 
he  had  not  leaped  out  of  bondage  into  buoyant  waters, 
into  a  youth  without  a  blot,  without  an  aim,  satisfied  in 
tasting ;  the  dream  of  the  long  felicity.  A  thought 
brushed  by  her  :  How  if  he  were  absent?  It  relaxed  her 
stroke  of  arms  and  legs  He  had  doubled  the  salt  sea's 
rapture,  and  he  had  shackled  its  gift  of  freedom.  She 
turned  to  float,  gathering  her  knees  for  the  funny,  sullen 
kick,  until  she  heard  him  near.  At  once  her  stroke  was 
renewed  vigorously  ;  she  had  the  foot  of  her  pursuer,  and 
she  called:  'Adieu,  Matey  Weyburn!'  Her  bravado 
deserved  a  swifter  humiliation  than  he  was  able  to  bring 
down  on  her  ;  she  swam  bravely  ;  and  she  was  divine  to  see 
ahead  as  well  as  overtake.  Darting  to  the  close  parallel, 
he  said:  'What  sea-nymph  sang  me  my  name?'  She 
smote  a  pang  of  her  ecstasy  in  to  him:  'Ask  mine!' 
'Browny?'" 

Once  back  on  land,  they  plight  the  troth  which 
the  sea  had  sealed.  There  is  no  false  sentiment, 
no  pitiful  quibbling  with  the  moral  law.  They 
know  the  measure  of  their  transgression,  and 
neither  overrate  nor  underrate  it  : 

"  '  I  shall  not  consider  that  we  are  malefactors.  We 
have  the  world  against  us.  It  will  not  keep  us  from  try- 
ing to  serve  it.  .  .  .  We  must  have  great  hearts,  and  if 
the  world  is  hostile,  we  are  not  to  blame  it.  In  the  nature 
of  things,  it  could  not  be  otherwise.  My  own  soul,  we 
have  to  see  that  we  do — though  not  publicly,  not  inso- 
lently, offend  good  citizenship.  But  we  believe — I  with 
my  whole  faith,  and  1  may  say  it  of  you — that  we  are  not 
offending  Divine  law.  You  are  the  woman  I  can  help  and 
join  with;  think  whether  you  can  tell  yourself  that  I  am 
the  man.  So,  then,  our  union  gives  us  powers  to  make 
amends  to  the  world,  if  the  world  should  grant  us  a  term 
of  peace  for  the  effort.'  " 

The  end  is  not  conventional.  One  would  expect 
that  Lord  Ormont,  a  soldier  and  a  duelist,  would 
have  recourse  to  arms  ;  but  he  does  not.  We  take 
leave  of  Weyburn  and  Aminta  conducting  a  school 
in  Switzerland,  to  which  Lord  Ormont  sends  his 
gTand-nephew. 

We  can  not  conclude  without  quoting  Mr.  Mere- 
dith on  "the  terrible  aggregate  social  woman," 
who  "  exhibits  virtue  with  face  of  waxen  angel, 
with  paw  of  desert  beast,  and  blood  of  victims  on 
it."     He  says  : 

"  A  powerful  wing  of  imagination,  strong  as  the  flap- 
pers of  the  great  roc  of  Arabian  story,  is  needed  to  lift 
the  known  physical  woman  even  a  very  little  way  into 
azure  heavens.  It  is  far  easier  to  take  a  snapshot  at  the 
psychic  and  tumble  her  down  from  her  fictitious  heights 
to  earth.  The  mixing  of  the  two  makes  nonsense  of  her. 
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Irishman  with  his  wolf  and  dance  imprisoned  in  the  hug 
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most  keenly  awake — to  the  chances  of  the  snaring  of  the 
stronger.     Be  on  guard,  then." 

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and  Lloyd  Osbourne,  has  been  issued  in  such  a 
charmingly  pretty  little  volume  that  it  suggests  a 
literary  treat  ;  but  the  expectation  is  not  borne  out 
except  for  the  few  who  can  enjoy  reading  of  the 
depths  of  human  degradation  resulting,  not  from 
stress  of  circumstances,  but  from  innate  vileness. 
The  story  is  this  :  A  disgraced  Yankee  captain,  an 
English  college  graduate  who  has  sunk  through 
weakness  rather  than  active  viciousness,  and  a  cock- 
ney who  is  the  incarnation  of  petty,  mean  wicked- 
ness, are  put  in  charge  of  a  vessel  laden  with  cham- 
pagne, and,  getting  rid  of  the  Kanaka  crew,  they 
abandon  themselves  to  a  prolonged  debauch. 
Finally  they  reach  an  uncharted  island,  inhabited 
by  a  single  Englishman,  a  pearl-diver  ;  and  when 
the  captain  and  the  cockney  wish  to  rob  this  sol- 
itary, the  college  man  tries  to  drown  himself  ;  but,  i 
unable  to  relinquish  life,  he  joins  the  Englishman  j 
and  they  kill  the  other  two.  There  are  occasional 
bits  that  show  Stevenson's  unquestionable  power  ; 
but  the  sombreness  of  the  tale  is  unrelieved,  and 
such  a  succession  of  grewsome  scenes  is  not  at- 
tractive. Published  by  Stone  &  Kimball,  Chicago; 
price,  $1.25. 

It  may  be  that  "  George  Mandeville's  Husband," 
by  C.  E.  Raimond,  marks  the  beginning  of  a  re- 
action against  the  New  Woman,  and  the  "  Heavenly 
Twins,"  and  the  rest  of  it.  The  story  starts  off 
like  a  brilliant  satire  on  the  woman  writer  who 
"attacks  the  great  questions  of  the  day"  with 
"  boldness,"  and  its  shafts  of  wit  are  highly  enter- 
taining. But  the  shafts  are  aimed  true,  and,  as 
the  story  goes  on,  the  absurd  folly  of  this  woman, 
who  has  unsexed  herself  in  all  except  the  weak- 
ness of  her  kind,  grows  and  increases,  and  at  last 
develops  a  pitiful  tragedy.  Ralph  Wilbraham  is  a 
gentle  soul,  with  the  fine  sensibilities  of  an  artist, 
and  he  shrinks,  almost  obliterates  himself,  before 
the  aggressive  vulgarity  of  his  wife.  She  writes 
over  the  pseudonym  of  "  George  Mandeville."  and 
comes  to  be  known  only  by  that  name — perhaps 
she  has  it  on  a  brass  plate  at  her  door,  above  the 
one  she  acquired  by  marriage,  as  a  "  lady  novelist  " 
has  done  in  our  day — and  she  draws  about  her  a 
cloud  of  sycophants  and  leeches — "  the  fine  flower 
of  literary  mediocrity,"  the  author  calls  them. 
When  a  daughter  is  born  to  them,  all  the  love  in 
the  husband's  heart  goes  out  to  her,  and  for  her 
sake  he  suffers  and  is  silent  under  all  his  wife's  un- 
womanly vagaries  ;  and  it  is  to  the  author's  credit 
that  the  stereotyped  is  avoided  in  the  climax  and 
the  husband  sinks  into  dull  apathy  when  the  end 
comes  with  the  death  of  the  child.  When  a  friend 
asks  him  if  she  knew  him  at  the  last,  "  Wilbraham's 
face  became  only  a  trace  more  rigid  as  he  an- 
swered :  '  I  was  receiving  people  in  the  drawing- 
room  when  she  died.'"  He  does  not  say  thai  his 
wife  had  forced  him  from  the  sick-room,  lest  those 
who  called  might  take  offense  and  spoil  the  first 
night  of  her  play,  and  that  the  girl  had  died  alone 
with  the  mother  who  had  made  herself  an  object 
of  loathing  to  her  child.  Curiously  enough,  the 
thought  obtrudes  itself  that  the  non-committal 
pseudonym,  "  C.  E.  Raimond" — it  is  acknowl- 
edged to  be  an  assumed  name — conceals  a  woman, 
but  a  woman  of  rare  qualities  :  a  masculine  breadth 
of  view,  a  masculine  admiration  for  the  womanly 
woman,  and  a  power  of  satire  such  as  is  given  to 
few  of  the  fairer  sex,  but  withal  a  delicacy  of  sen- 
timent and  an  intimate  knowledge  of  the  emotions 
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The  recipe  for  a  play  oa  the  Sonny  South  since 
the  war  is  simple  enough  to  be  tried  by  the  most 
inexperienced  beginner :  Take  first  one  portion  of 
the  old  State  of  Virginia  and  add  to  that  a  fine  old 
family  gone  down  in  the  world.  Mix  this  with  a 
sensible,  unmarried  aunt  and  a  proud,  willful  hero- 
ine who  always  wears  white.  Then  add  by  de- 
grees a  manly  relative  in  the  army,  one  vil- 
lain, and  a  single  negro  retainer.  Powder  this 
thickly  with  Southern  pride  and  garnish  with 
verbiage  on  the  subject  of  the  late  war,  patriotism, 
and  the  generally  intolerant  obstinacy  of  fine  old 
Virginia  families-  Stir  all  together  with  a  season- 
ing of  smart  dialogue  and  serve  at  eight-fifteen  to 
a  not  too  exacting  audience. 

This  recipe  makes  an  average  Southern  play,  and, 
if  you  have  not  tried  it  too  often,  it  is  quite  satis- 
fying, if  not  sustaining.  "  Marse  Van  "  has  all  the 
habitual  ingredients,  and  is  dished  up  with  all  the 
accustomed  accessories  of  old,  red-brick  house, 
with  deep  balcony,  breakfast  laid  out  under  tree, 
rustic  bench,  wonderful  representation  of  Virginia 
flora,  which  appears  to  grow  on  stone  walls  and 
tree-trunks  without  any  roots  or  stems.  It  would 
be  an  amusing  little  play  of  its  kind  if  all  the 
people  did  not  do  such  a  tremendous  amount  of 
talking  about  Virginia  families  and  Virginia  pride. 
It  would  lead  one  to  think  that  these  are  the  staple 
subjects  of  conversation  down  there.  Everybody 
seems  to  be  so  exercised  about  these  two  vital 
points  that  one  imagines  they  must  talk  about  little 
else.  The  weather  and  the  state  of  one's  health 
are  simply  not  in  it,  and  the  uninitiated  Northerner 
imagines  the  haughty  Virginian  meeting  his  neigh- 
bor with  a  cordial  "  Good-morning ;  how  is  your 
pride  this  morning  ?  "  or.  ' '  What  a  beautiful  day  ; 
I  hope  vour  fine  old  family  feels  quite  itself  in  this 
invigorating  weather." 

The  Southern  writers,  who  are  doing  so  well  and 
coming  so  ably  to  the  fore  in  both  fiction  and 
drama,  really  ought  to  ease  the  strain  on  Southern 
pride.  It  may  be  that  when  you  are  its  happy  pos- 
sessor vou  can  not  hear  too  much  of  it.  But  there 
is  the  upper  half  of  this  great  republic  to  think  of. 
You  can  not  talk  about  Xew  Jersey  pride  or  the  fine 
old  families  of  Dakota — it  does  not  sound  right — and 
they  are  really  getting  a  little  tired  of  these  parox- 
ysms of  pride  that  seem  to  attend  the  Southerner 
as  the  faithful  rhftU  of  his  native  morasses  accom- 
pany the  New  Jerseyite  wherever  he  roams.  It  is 
rather  fatiguing  to  the  prideless  Northerner ;  he 
even  prefers  hearing  the  sensible  maiden  aunt 
talking  sentiment  that  would  not  ill  become  one  of 
Bulwer  Lytton's  heroines,  in  intense  moments,  even 
going  so  far  as  to  say  to  her  niece,  ' '  Prate  no  more 
of  this."  It  must  be  a  strange  experience  to  live  in 
a  part  of  the  country  where  they  still  "prate." 

There  is  no  surplus  of  pride  of  any  kind  in 
"Gudgeons."  Certainly  among  the  Americans 
there  is  not  enough  to  put  on  the  point  of  a  pin. 
Silas  Hooper  is  the  kind  of  American  upon  whom 
pride  would  sit  as  uneasily  as  a  laurel  wreath  on  a 
sflfc  hat.  From  Mr.  Harrison  one  might  have  ex- 
pected a  trifle,  just  now  and  then  a  flicker.  His  pre- 
decessors came  over  on  the  Hayjiower  among  the 
spinning-wheels  and  the  tankards  ;  he  struck  an  oil- 
well  in  his  back-garden  ;  he  wants  to  introduce  his 
daughter,  who  is  the  sole  inheritor  of  the  oft-well, 
into  the  best  European  society  ;  yet  there  is  not 
about  this  typical  American  one  suggestion  of  the 
national  and  natural  desire  to  make  the  American 
eagle  shriek.  Not  once  in  the  whole  play  does  the 
bird  of  freedom  flap  its  wings,  and  after  the  pre- 
ceding glimpse  we  had  of  the  patriotic  flights  they 
indnlge  in  in  Virginia,  the  absence  of  that  sort  of 
thin-  is  very  striking. 

From  Mr.  James  FfoUiott-Treherne  comes  En- 
glish pride,  bat  of  a  somewhat  shop-worn  variety. 
Suas  Hooper,  in  comparing  this  lordly  being  with 
the  polished  and  gilded  aristocrats  of  his  native 
land,  finds  the  Englishman  a  much  superior  article. 
He  extolls  Ffotliott  -  Treherne's  ability  to  look 
through  a  person  at  something  which  appears  to  be 
about  a  thousand  miles  off.  Silas  Hooper  has 
never  seen  an  American  patrician  capable  of  per- 
forming this  aristocratic  feat-  He  is  proportion- 
ately impressed,  and  when  FfoUiott-Treherne  ap- 
pears upon  the  stage  in  the  office  of  the  Anglo- 
American  and  Universal  Agency,  the  au  J 
impressed,  too.  FfoUiott-Treherne  is  undoubtedly 
impressive.  He  is  so  British — so  stiffly,  immovably, 
stonily  British — in  his  long  brown  top-coat,  his  tall, 
shiny  hat,  his  very  high  and  tight  collar,  in  which 
he  wiih  difficulty  turns  his  head,  his  single  eye- 
tns  sleek,  parted  hair  gummed  down  in  a 
smooth  -arve  on  each  temple,  his  drooping  eye- 
■  =   sKg  itfy  thrust- forward  chin,  his  impassive 


visage,  and  his  short,  chopped-off,  dictatorial  sen- 
tences. 

This  is  the  first  time  we  have  seen  Henry  Miller 
essay  a  character  part  and  portray  it  with  success. 
His  FfoUiott-Treherne  is  quite  a  revelation  of  imi- 
tative skill  and  quiet  humor.  It  is  the  character  of 
the  play,  and  he  has  worked  it  up  into  such  plausi- 
ble naturalness  that  it  stands  out  as  a  real  figure 
in  all  its  humorous,  clever,  imperturbable  impu- 
dence. Though  the  play  continually  verges  on 
farce,  the  reserved  realism  of  this  one  particular 
character  keeps  lifting  it  upward  toward  comedy. 
Even  in  such  scenes  as  that  in  the  flat  of  the 
Trehernes,  when  the  two  servants  are  instructed  to 
represent  ancient  family  retainers,  and.  on  the  un- 
expected entrance  of  the  Harrisons  to  a  lunch  of 
half  a  chicken  and  a  pint  of  sherry,  Mrs.  Treherne 
simulates  a  swoon,  he  never  aUows  the  burlesque 
humor  of  the  situation  to  override  the  temperate 
restraint  which  marks  the  work  of  the  actor  with  a 
fine  sense  of  artistic  proportion. 

Until  now,  Mr.  MiUer  has  merely  been  an  ex- 
tremely good-looking,  fairly  talented,  gentlemanly 
/same  premier.  He  was  for  years  the  leading  young 
man  in  the  Lyceum  company,  and  always  acted 
the  lover  to  Georgia  Cayvan's  heroine  in  the  most 
gentlemanly  and  colorless  style.  De  Mille  and 
Belasco's  dramas  could  hardly  get  on  without  him. 
He  shed  the  lustre  of  his  well-dressed,  eminently 
correct,  perfectly  refined  personality  over  such  plays 
as  "  The  Wife"  and  "The  Charity  Ball,"  and  lent 
to  them  just  that  mild  and  unagitating  spirit  of 
romance  which  the  Lyceum  company  cultivated  for 
the  amusement  of  that  class  which  W.  D.  Howells, 
in  a  moment  of  spleen,  has  called  ' '  the  aesthetically 
idiotic." 

Though  the  school  of  the  De  Mflle  and  Belasco 
drawing-room  drama  must  be  as  enfeebling  and 
crushing  to  rigorous,  original  dramatic  talent  as 
the  school  of  the  American  magazines  is  to  strong 
literary  ability,  yet  Mr.  Miller  s  talent  seems  to 
have  survived  its  debilitating  effects.  He  even, 
while  under  its  suppressing  regime,  developed 
breadth  and  feeling  in  the  line  of  the  emotional 
drama,  as  his  acting  in  an  absurd  adaptation  of 
Sardou's  "  Marquise"  showed.  As  a  gentleman!  y 
dress-suit  actor,  who  could  rise  to  the  tearful 
heights  of  such  well-bred  emotions  as  the  Lyceum 
company  permitted  itself  to  portray,  he  was  with- 
out rival,  though  John  Drew,  in  a  wider  field,  is 
the  ideal  actor  of  that  class.  In  the  present  en- 
gagement of  the  Empire  Theatre  people,  he  has 
shown  himself  to  be  as  competent  as  ever  to  repre- 
sent an  entirely  correct  and  somewhat  uninterest- 
ing young  man,  and  to  act  the  part  with  finish, 
feeling,  and  naturalness.  As  the  old  man  in  *'  Sow- 
ing the  Wind,"  he  was  not  nearly  so  successful,  his 
portrayal  being  labored  and  colorless.  But  as  the 
English  adventurer  in  "  Gudgeons,"  he  has  shown 
himself  possessed  of  distinct  ability  to  take  charac- 
ter parts  with  a  delightfully  humorous  appre- 
ciation. 

"  Gudgeons"  is,  taken  as  a  whole,  thin.  It  has 
got,  as  one  says  of  a  thin  person  who  is  yet  not  un- 
graceful or  angular,  a  good  skeleton.  The  story — 
what  there  is  of  it — is  amusing  and  is  worked  up 
with  some  exceedingly  brisk  and  witty  dialogue. 
The  characters  presented  are  also  new  and  ex- 
tremely cleverly  sketched.  This  is  really  the  main 
merit  of  ' '  Gudgeons."  There  is  not  a  commonplace 
or  threadbare  character  in  it.  Each  figure  is  real, 
well  drawn,  and  not  over- hackneyed  by  constant 
exhibition  in  the  stage  picture-gallery.  To  present 
in  a  play  a  new  character  which  is  not  too  extrava- 
gantly unreal  or  grotesquely  impossible  is  a  feat 
not  often  accomplished,  and  when  done,  generally 
appreciated. 

It  is  probable  that  "  Gudgeons"  will  never  again 
in  its  Utile  life  be  presented  as  it  has  been  here  by 
the  Empire  Theatre  company.  This  excellent 
organization  acts  this  thin  little  comedy  with  almost 
flawless  finish.  It  would  be  difficult  to  imagine 
either  the  characters  of  Treherne,  Silas  Hooper. 
old  Harrison,  Bundy,  Fersis,  or  Mrs.  Treherne 
portrayed  with  more  skill,  humor,  or  mastery.  The 
Empire  Theatre  people  show  quite  a  French  spirit 
of  enjoyment  in  an  appreciation  of  their  work. 
They  take  hold  of  the  play  seriously  and  perform 
it  with  aU  their  hearts.  Are  their  talents  only  light 
and  gayly  humorous,  or  are  they  capable  of  handUng 
a  more  pretentious  and  serious  drama?  One  feels 
quite  sure  that  both  Mr.  Crompton  and  Mr. 
Thompson  have  abilities  of  a  high  enough  order  to 
meet  the  demands  of  any  type  of  play  below  legiti- 
mate tragedy.  They  are  two  of  the  best  actors  of 
Ught  comedy  and  melodrama  we  have  seen  for 
many  days. 

In  seeing  "  Gudgeons  "  and  in  reviewing  the  sea- 
son just  played  here  by  John  Drew's  company,  one 
comes  to  the  conclusion  that,  while  American  act- 
ors are  advancing,  becoming  more  numerous  and 
more  capable.  American  playwrights  seem  to  be 
developing  with  the  slowness  and  reluctance  of  all 
remarkable,  unusual,  extraordinary  things.  Good 
actors  are  growing  plentiful,  but  good  plays  are  as 
rare  as  roses  in  December.  Of  these  two  excellent 
companies,  one  expended  its  talents  on  inferior  na- 
tive productions,  while  the  other  acted  foreign  plays, 
most  of  which  were  good,  though,  as  in  the  case  of 
"  Gudgeons,"  the  fabric  may  have  been  thin. 

—  H.  C.  Massie — Dentist. 

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STAGE    GOSSIP. 


Manon  is  Miss  Sibyl  Sanderson 's  great  part,  and 
those  who  have  heard  her  in  it  say  that  those  who 
have  not  have  never  heard  "  Manon." 

Oscar  Wilde  has  on  the  stocks  a  new  play  which 
is  to  be  produced  at  the  Haymarket  in  London  in 
January.     It  is  a  society  play,  full  of  epigrams. 

Edwin  Milton  Royle  will  soon  come  to  the 
California  Theatre  with  his  emotional  drama, 
"  Friends,"  supported  by  Selina  Fetter  Royle, 
Henry  Bergman,  E.  D.  Lyons,  Harry  Allen,  and 
Lucius  Henderson. 

Henry  E.  Dixey,  erstwhile  Adonis,  has  been  en- 
gaged by  Auguslin  Daly,  and  will  make  his  first 
appearance  with  the  company  at  the  opening  of 
Daly's  Theatre,  which  takes  place  this  (Saturday) 
evening.  He  will  play  Snap,  the  manager,  in  "  A 
Night  Off." 

May  Yohe  having  gone  off  yachting  with  Lord 
Francis  Hope,  to  celebrate  his  successful  passage 
through  the  shoals  of  the  bankruptcy  court,  her 
place  in  "  Christopher  Columbus"  has  been  taken 
by  Florence  St.  John.  Geraldine  Ulmar  has  also 
been  added  to  the  cast. 

The  California  Theatre  wiU  remain  closed  until 
next  Saturday  night,  when  Mrs.  Louise  Humphrey- 
Smith  will  read  Browning's  "  Blot  on  the  'Scutch- 
eon,'' with  appropriate  stage-settings  and  orchestral 
accompaniment,  under  the  auspices  of  the  Mercan- 
tile Library  Auxiliary  for  the  benefit  of  the  library 
fund. 

Jerome  K.Jerome's  comedy,  "  The  Councillor's 
Wife,"  will  be  played  on  Monday,  Tuesday,  and 
Wednesday  evenings  and  at  the  Saturday  matinee 
at  the  Baldwin  Theatre,  and  the  remaining  nights 
of  the  week — which  concludes  the  Empire  com- 
pany's engagement  here  —  will  be  devoted  to 
"  Sowing  the  Wind." 

"Charley's  Aunt,"  which  will  be  seen  at  the 
Baldwin  Theatre  during  the  week  beginning  Sep- 
tember 3d,  is  a  very  funny  comedy  which  had  a 
great  run  in  London  and  New  York.  The  "  aunt " 
is  a  young  fellow  who  assumes  that  rdle  to  help 
Charley  out  of  a  scrape,  and  makes  the  most  of  the 
opportunities  the  feminine  disguise  affords  him. 

Comyns  Carr  is  to  translate  Sardou's  ' '  Madame 
Sans-Gene  "  for  the  Lyceum  Theatre,  which  is  to 
foUow  the  forthcoming  production  of  "  King 
Arthur."  Miss  Terry  will  have  the  titular  r61e,  in 
which  Mile.  Rejane  has  had  great  success,  and 
Henry  Irving  will  simulate  the  "  Uttle  corporal " — 
which  will  severely  task  his  skill  in  the  art  of 
make-up. 

"  Iolanthe  "  and  the  Uving  pictures  have  pleased 
the  TivoU's  patrons  and  will  be  continued  for  an- 
other week.  Then  there  will  be  a  revival  of  an- 
other Gflben-and-Sullivan  opera,  "  Patience,"  with 
a  new  burlesque,  "  Don  Juan  i  Ad  Lib),"  announced 
to  follow.  Grade  Plaisted,  who  has  returned  from 
Japan,  will  make  her  re-appearance  at  the  Tivoli  in 
the  last-named  entertainment. 

Philadelphia  has  got  up  quite  a  furore  over 
Eleanore  Mayo,  a  daughter  of  Frank  Mayo  of 
"  Davy  Crockett"  fame.  She  has  been  singing  in 
"  Princess  Bonnie."  which  ran  for  one  hundred  and 
twenty  nights,  and  now  she  has  been  reengaged  for 
next  season  with  the  same  company  at  seven  hun- 
dred dollars  a  week.  She  is  said  to  be  as  beautiful 
as  Lillian  Russell  was  fifteen  years  ago. 

The  "up-to-dateness"  of  the  manager  of  the 
Alcazar  at  Marseilles  is  not  to  be  questioned.  He 
has  just  produced,  under  the  title  of  "  A  Page  of 
History,"  a  sketch  dealing  with  that  authenticated 
episode  of  the  War  of  1870,  wherein  M.  Casimir- 
Perier,  the  new  president  of  the  republic,  while  act- 
ing as  captain  of  the  Mobiles  of  the  Aube  at  a  fight 
at  Bagneux,  bravely  carried  from  out  a  rain  of 
German  bullets  the  body  of  the  mortally  wounded 
Commandant  Dampierre.  This  scene  is  very  real- 
istically set  forth. 

Zelie  de  Laussan,  who  will  leave  the  Carl  Rosa 
company  to  join  Abbey's  forces  at  the  Metropolitan 
Opera  House  in  New  York  next  winter,  is  an  Ameri- 
can girl  who  left  the  Bostonians — the  Boston  Ideals 
— some  five  or  six  years  ago  and  has  met  with  a 
success  in  London  that  has  surprised  her  American 
friends.  She  seems  to  have  made  an  especial  con- 
quest of  Queen  Victoria  and  has  been  commanded 
to  sing  at  Windsor  several  times,  receiving  there- 
for the  usual  lockets  monogramed  in  brilliants  and 
similar  trinkets. 

The  visit  of  Sir  Augustus  Harris  to  this  country 
has  carried  near  to  completion  Henry  E.  Abbey's 
plan  to  establish  a  theatrical  circuit  which  shall  in- 
clude both  sides  of  the  Atlantic.  The  opera  sea- 
son in  New  York  has  been  shortened  two  weeks,  so 
that  the  singers  can  get  over  to  London  in  time  for 
the  "season,"  and  those  two  weeks  are  to  be  filled 
in  New  York  by  Harris's  pantomime,  which  will  be 
an  exact  reproduction  of  the  London  performance. 
Eventually,  doubtless,  Abbey  will  engage  his  com- 
panies for  a  whole  year,  dividing  the  time  between 
London,  New  York.  Chicago,  Boston,  and  Phila- 
delphia.        _      

Teething  babies  and  feverish  children  need 
StiKdman's  Soothing  Powders.     Try  them. 


DCCLXX.- Bill  of  Fare  for  Six  Persons,  Sunday, 

August  z6,  1894. 

Puree  of  Green  Pea  Soup. 

Nutmeg  Melons. 

Fried  Whitebait.     Potato  Croquettes. 

Broiled  Chickens. 

Stuffed  Bell- Peppers.     Summer  Squash. 

Roast  Beef. 

Carrot  Salad. 

Plum  Pie. 

Coffee. 

Pll-m   Pib\— Simmer   the  plums   in  a  little   sugar  and 

water  until  they  are  tender;  then  take  out  the  plums; 

add  a  little  more  sugar  to  the  juice  and  boil  until  there  is 

just  enough  for  the  pies ;  turn  it  over  the  plums  and  let 

them  cool.      Line   the  tin   pie-plates  with    a  rich  paste, 

fill  them  with  the  plums,  cover  with  puff  paste,  and  bake 

them  half  an  hour. 

—  Knox's  Sparkling  Gelatine  received 
the  only  medal  at  World's  Pair.  The  new  granu- 
lated package  dissolves  in  two  minutes.  Makes  one 
pint  more  jelly  than  shred.     Ask  your  grocer  for  it. 


Sarah  Bernhardt's  last  week  in  England  was  de- 
voted to  "  the  provinces,"  and  she  and  her  company 
went  careering  about  the  country  in  a  special  train 
which  they  left  only  to  give  performances.  They 
ate,  slept,  and  rehearsed  in  the  train. 


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Thursday,  Friday,  and  Saturday  Evenings 

Sowing  the  "Wind 

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Ness  and  Golden  Gate  Avenues,  or  /rom  the  ladies  who 
compose  the  Auxiliary  Committee. 

METROPOLITAN    HALL. 

Thursday  Evening   Augnst  30tta 

GRIND  TESTIMONIAL  CONCERT 
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Prior  to  her  departure  for  Europe. 
Prof.  Pavstiko  Ziuani,    Director.    The  beneficiary 

w31  be  assisted  by  Mine.  Angjolini  Casati.  Contralto; 
Gustave  Lan^e,  Tenor;  J.  C.  Hughes,  Basso;  C.  H. 
Hoeg.  Basso  ;  and  the  Midwinter  Fair  Quintette:  Genaro 
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Apropos  of  the  fact  that  yachting  is  becoming 
more  and  more  the  fad  of  the  hour  with  the  Paris- 
ian grand  monde,  the  Paris  correspondent  of  Vogue 
writes  of  M.  de  Clerc's  St.  Louis:  "  She  is  one  of 
the  most  perfectly  equipped  yachts  that  I  have  ever 
seen.  The  cabins  destined  for  the  ladies  are  es- 
pecially dainty,  the  powder-boxes  on  the  toilet-table 
being  in  the  form  of  blocks  of  silver,  while  the  pin- 
cushions are  dotted  with  pins  of  every  shape  and 
form,  adorned  with  the  enameled  signal-flag  of  the 
Union  des  Yachts  de  Cannes,  of  which  M.  de  Clerc 
is  president.  What  a  lazy  life  it  is  on  board,  and 
how  restful  after  the  fatigues  of  a  Parisian  season. 
One  gets  up  early,  of  course,  and  spends  the  time 
between  the  first  and  second  breakfasts,  if  in  port, 
on  shore,  shopping  or  walking  ;  while,  if  at  sea, 
generally  in  fishing.  The  second  dije&ner  is  at 
noon,  then  the  siesta  on  deck,  and,  after  that,  cards, 
which  play  a  great  r61e  on  board,  and,  though 
books  abound,  no  one  seems  to  have  any  inclination 
to  read.  Needless  to  say  that  everybody  dresses  for 
dinner,  the  men,  as  a  rule,  in  shell-jackets,  adorned 
with  the  buttons  of  the  yacht  club  to  which  they 
belong.  The  frocks  of  the  women  are  of  the 
simplest,  but  characterized  by  all  that  chic  which 
the  true  Parisienne  manages  to  infuse  into  every- 
thing that  pertains  to  her.  After  dinner,  music, 
dancing,  and  cards  fill  up  the  time  till  eleven,  and 
by  midnight  everybody  is  asleep.  Another  charm- 
ing yacht  is  the  Eros,  belonging  to  Baron  Arthur 
de  Rothschild,  which  is  fitted  with  telephonic  ap- 
paratus and  equipped  with  a  sub-marine  cable,  so 
that  whenever  the  yacht  goes  into  any  port,  it  is  at 
once  placed  in  electric  communication  with  the  tele- 
phonic system  of  the  town,  a  great  convenience  in 
these  days.  The  Baroness  Adolph  de  Rothschild 
has  the  same  telephonic  communication  on  her 
yacht,  the  Gitana." 

An  Englishwoman  who  is  visiting  in  this  country 
writes  home  to  a  newspaper  friend,  who  promptly 
puts  it  into  print,  that  what  surprises  her  most  is 
that  many  American  women  wear  ball  attire  while 
receiving  their  guests  in  the  afternoon.  She  de- 
scribes the  effect  as  most  incongruous,  and  pictures 
a  mother  and  four  daughters  wearing  decollete 
white  satin  gowns,  loaded  with  flowers  and  jewels, 
standing  at  the  head  of  a  staircase,  shaking  hands 
with  a  large  contingent  of  friends  in  hats  and 
coats.  It  does  seem  odd  when  you  think  of  it,  but, 
after  all,  it  is  merely  a  matter  of  custom.  A  low 
corsage  and  no  sleeves  to  speak  of  is  the  correct 
dinner-dress,  from  the  English  fashionable  stand- 
point, but  there  are  many  critics  who  hold  that  the 
dinner-board  is  not  at  all  the  place  where  such  a 
generous  display  of  fleshly  attractions  should  be 
tolerated. 

In  business,  a  man  who  is  careful  about  his  ap- 
pearance always  makes  a  good  impression,  and  this 
(says  the  Bazar)  is  often  of  the  greatest  advantage 
to  him.  People  involuntarily  treat  him  with  re- 
spect. It  is  much  more  difficult  to  ignore  or  to  be 
rude  to  a  well-dressed  man  than  to  one  who  is  care- 
less about  his  clothes.  Care  in  dress  argues  a  cer- 
tain respect  for  one's  self,  and  people  are  very 
prone  to  take  one  at  his  own  estimate.  Of  course, 
to  be  well  dressed  there  is  no  necessity  to  follow  all 
the  latest  vagaries  of  fashion.  That  takes  much 
time  and  money,  and  the  result  is  anything  but  de- 
sirable. '•*  Dudes"  are  not  looked  upon  with  much 
respect.  The  well-dressed  man  is  the  man  who  is 
always  dressed  appropriately  for  the  occasion.  His 
dress  is  either  entirely  informal  or  entirely  formal. 
In  fact,  it  is  designed  to  make  the  wearer  as  little 
conspicuous  as  possible.  You  glance  at  him,  and  a 
moment  after  you  could  not  tell  what  he  was  wear- 
ing, but  you  do  know  that  he  locked  well.  His 
clothes  were  suited  to  what  he  was  doing.  There 
are  social  occasions  upon  which  a  certain  style  of 
dress  is  imperative,  and  if  one  does  not  care  to 
conform  to  that  style,  it  is  better,  as  a  rule,  that  he 
forego  the  pleasure  of  these  particular  entertain- 
ments. It  is  seldom  pleasant  to  be  singular  in  any- 
thing. Not  that  the  clothes  make  the  man.  Not 
so,  but  they  do,  in  a  way,  stamp  the  man.  It  is 
hardly  possible  for  a  man  of  cultivation  to  help 
showing  it  in  his  outward  appearance.  We  all  owe 
a  duty  to  society  at  large  to  make  the  best  of  our- 
selves in  every  way,  and  this  is  one  of  the  ways  of 
doing  it.  Most  of  the  people  we  meet  in  the  world 
can  judge  the  inner  man  only  from  the  outer,  and 
why  not  let  the  outer  man  indicate  taste  and  refine- 
ment of  nature? 

To  those  accustomed  to  the  rough  board  closets, 
entirely  undecorated  and  barely  decent,  which  do 
duty  as  dressing-rooms  at  most  American  beaches, 
the  beautiful  little  nooks  that  are  found  on  the 
French  coast  at  fashionable  resorts  are  little  short 
of  palatial.  Most  of  the  dainty  women,  who,  in 
their  costly  and  beautiful,  if  sometimes  surprising, 
costumes,  sport  with  the  waves  at  Trouville,  have 
their  own  private  bathing-houses,  or  "machines," 
as  they  are  called,  which,  on  wheels,  are  capa- 
ble of  being  moved  about  to  suit  the  conveni- 
ence of  the  owner.  They  are  tall,  square  boxes, 
with  roof  sloping  on  four  sides,  and  look,  as 
they  dot  the  beach,  like  rows  of  turrets  set  down 
from  their  high  estate.  The  floor  is  elevated 
perhaps  two  feet  from  the  ground,  and  an  easy 
ladder,   with   board  steps,   lets   down  to  gain  ac- 


cess to  the  interior.  Within  is  the  most  convenient 
of  dressing-rooms,  well  lighted,  prettily  decorated, 
and  cozy  and  attractive  enough  to  tempt  consider- 
able occupancy.  One  described  in  the  New  York 
Times  is  fitted  in  ecru  fish-netting  drapery,  lined 
with  Turkey.  The  door  is  draped  on  the  inside 
with  this,  finished  with  a  ball  fringe,  and  the  wall- 
hangings  and  ceiling  drapery  are  of  the  same.  The 
plain  cloth  is  carried  as  drapery  around  the  windows, 
looking-glass,  and  valance  to  the  shelf,  which  forms 
the  dressing-table.  The  floor  is  covered  with  lin- 
oleum, with  a  pretty  rug  over  it ;  there  is  a  low  chair, 
with  a  hanging  pocket  for  shoes  and  stockings,  a 
foot-bath,  and  pretty  toilet-set.  Bunches  of  Sowers 
and  grasses  decorate  the  walls,  the  windows  have 
silken  curtains,  with  an  embroidered  monogram  ; 
there  are  ornamental  clothes-hooks,  pockets  hold- 
ing brushes  and  sponges — every  fitment  that  is 
needful,  and  all  got  together  in  an  artistic  way. 


The  Blade — the  successor  of  the  dude,  chappie, 
and  Johnnie  in  London — is  the  man  about  town  in 
his  extreme  youth.  To  be  a  Blade,  you  must  not 
be  under  sixteen  or  over  twenty-one.  You  must 
know  how  to  assume  a  diabolical  swagger  and  wear 
clothes  cut  in  the  latest  fashion,  and  with  a  little 
touch  of  eccentricity  added  to  them,  and  use  all  the 
slang  of  the  period,  disdaining  ordinary  language 
as  not  picturesque  enough.  The  well-bred  Blade, 
even  though  he  be  a  duke,  tends  to  wear  his  hat 
tilted  a  little  over  the  right  eyebrow,  with  a  piece  of 
hair  pulled  coquettishlv  down  just  below  the  brim  ; 
flowers  in  the  button-hole  :  the  bigger  and  uglier 
they  are  the  better.  Last  year  all  Blades  wore 
green  carnations,  invented  by  Oscar  Wilde.  The 
Blade's  collar  must  be  high,  and  he  must  wear  a 
very  large  bow,  slightly  askew.  This  bow  maybe 
either  cream-colored  or  deep  blue,  with  white  spots, 
or  it  may  be  red  or  buff,  but  it  must  not  be  green. 
In  the  matter  of  hats,  the  Blade  must  be  distinctly 
fashionable,  but  must  have  some  little  quirk  to  his 
head-gear  which  no  other  class  may  imitate.  In 
this  respect  he  copies  the  Parisian  dandy,  who  lies 
awake  nights  thinking  of  new  styles  of  hats,  so  that 
he  may  constantly  be  different  from  those  who  are 
as  constantly  trying  to  imitate  him.  The  middle- 
class  Blade  must  display  a  fine  gold  watch-chain, 
and  his  coat  and  vest  may  be  of  rough,  black  cloth 
or  blue  serge.  The  shoes  must  be  long  and  turned 
up  a  little  at  the  toes.  The  Blade  must  carry  a 
large  and  ornamental  stick,  and  always  swing  it  head 
downward.  Narrowness  of  pose  is  hateful  to  him. 
In  walking,  he  thrusts  out  his  elbows,  shoulders, 
and  knees,  and  swings  his  stick  as  if  he  had  some 
intention  of  smashing  the  heads  of  his  fellow- 
pedestrians.  The  Blade  smokes  publicly,  but  no 
Blade  roust  smoke  a  meerschaum  on  the  street. 
This  would  doom  him.  The  briar  is  the  only 
thing,  and  it  is  not  "  smart "  to  have  a  new  pipe. 
The  true  Blade  must  buy  his  briar,  take  it  home 
and  put  it  on  a  glowing  fire  and  burn  the  rim,  and 
never  be  satisfied  until  it  is  a  blackened  pipe  with  a 
melancholy  past.  If  the  Blade  ventures  to  smoke 
the  cigarette,  he  must  be  sure  to  hold  it  in  the  left 
hand,  and  swing  it  idly  to  and  fro  when  not  in- 
haling the  smoke.  The  Blade  must  spend  his  time 
in  a  whirl  of  dissipation,  but  it  is  all  classified 
according  to  the  Blade  code.  The  Blade  may 
drink  cherry  brandy  and  even  champagne,  but  it  is 
thought  more  elegant  to  absorb  whisky-and-soda 
and  beer.  Naturally,  the  Blade  gambles,  both 
upon  the  turf  and  at  the  juvenile  club-house.  Epi- 
gram is  indispensable  to  the  Blade  of  high  life. 
He  must  profess  a  knowledge  of  the  world  which 
not  even  sixty  years  of  rapid  experience  would  give 
him.  He  must  be  very  ungallant  in  his  epigrams 
about  women.  He  must  swear  a  little,  but  not  too 
much.  He  must  be  very  mysterious  in  his  in- 
trigues. To  see  the  Blade  in  all  his  splendor  of 
very  elongated  frock-coat,  matchless  lavender 
trousers,  white  waistcoat,  and  glossy  silk  hat  with 
an  eccentric  brim,  and  with  a  whole  garden  of 
flowers  in  his  buttonhole,  as  he  enters  the  stalls  of 
a  fashionable  theatre  after  the  performance  has 
begun,  brushing  past  stately  old  dowagers  and 
winking  openly  at  the  pretty  girls,  is  one  of  the 
great  sights  of  London  town. 


It  is  at  the  Prince  of  Wales,  and  at  the  princess 
as  well,  that  the  public  condemnation  by  the  Arch- 
bishop of  Canterbury  of  Sunday  dinner-parties  and 
dramatic  entertainments  in  London  is  aimed. 
England's  future  king  is  mainly  responsible  for  this 
innovation,  which  he  has  imported  from  the  Conti- 
nent ;  the  princess  showing,  by  her  presence  at 
those  entertainments,  that  she  has  no  religious 
scruples  on  the  subject.  The  present  primate  of 
England  is  so  thoroughly  a  courtier,  that  he  would 
never  have  ventured  to  assume  such  an  attitude 
unless  he  had  been  definitely  instructed  to  do  so 
by  the  queen,  who  is  likewise  the  chief  of  the 
Church  of  England.  The  queen  disapproves  of 
many  things  that  are  done  at  Marlborough  House  ; 
she  is  displeased  with  the  character  of  the  entourage 
of  her  eldest  son,  and  she  is  especially  indignant 
with  the  lax  observance  of  Sunday  by  the  Prince  of 
Wales.  In  the  early  part  of  the  '70's,  the  Duke 
of  Connaught  was  hurriedly  summoned  home  to 
England  from  the  Continent,  and  hauled  over  the 
coals  at  Windsor,  for  having  appeared  upon  a  race- 
course at  Vienna  on  a  Sunday  afternoon.  But  it 
is  to  be  doubted  whether  the  anathema  pronounced 
by  the  archbishop  against  Sunday  entertaining  will 


have  any  appreciable  effect  upon  London  society. 
The  present  primate  is  entirely  without  influence, 
either  social  or  otherwise,  and,  though  an  ex- 
cellent man,  exercises  no  moral  power  such  as  that 
wielded  by  his  predecessor,  Archbishop  Tait,  who 
not  only  held  his  own  with  the  queen,  but  likewise 
impressed  the  London  world  with  a  sense  of  the 
prestige  of  his  sacred  office. 


The  London  Sun  quotes  the  Argonaut — which 
it  describes  as  "  one  of  the  most  admirably  edited 
papers  in  America" — on  the  treatment  divorced 
people  receive  at  the  bands  of  society  and  the 
special  code  of  etiquette  which  governs  their  social 
conduct,  and  finds  that  America  is,  in  this  respect, 
a  long  way  ahead  of  the  Old  World.  We  had 
mentioned  a  dinner  of  twenty-eight  at  which  were 
present  two  husbands  and  two  wives  who  had  been 
divorced  and  re-married  within  six  years,  and  also 
another  dinner,  or  rather  the  postponment  of  one 
because  the  hostess,  re-married  at  the  time,  had 
just  learned  of  the  death  of  her  divorced  first  hus- 
band. It  is  a  fact  that  the  best  society  in  England, 
dominated  by  the  queen,  who  has  very  decided 
views  on  this  subject,  has  refused  social  recogni- 
tion to  many  estimable  women  who  have  been 
driven  into  the  divorce  court  through  no  fault  of 
their  own.  But  it  is  only  the  intense  conservatism 
of  her  imperial  majesty  that  has  kept  England 
in  line.  Parisian  society  is  coming  to  be  as 
lenient  as  our  own,  and  the  day  is  not  far  distant 
when  England,  too,  must  follow. 


There  is  to  be  a  lawn-tennis  club  established  in 
Paris  upon  a  grand  scale.  It  will  have  eight  courts, 
two  of  which  will  be  covered  and  available  for 
winter  play  ;  there  will  also  be  dining-rooms,  dress- 
ing and  bath-rooms.  It  is  the  intention  of  the  club 
to  hold  two  tournaments  each  year,  to  which  En- 
glish players  will  be  invited,  and  an  English  pro- 
fessional has  been  engaged,  who  will  look  after  the 
lawn  and  instruct  the  players  when  necessary.  The 
subscription  is  fixed  at  one  hundred  and  fifty  francs 
for  the  first  hundred  members,  after  which  it  will 
be  raised  to  two  hundred  francs. 

Are  clubs  decaying?  Men  of  fashion  both  here 
and  abroad  insist  that  a  deterioration  set  in  several 
years  ago  and  has  progressed  until  now  most  of 
the  clubs  are  little  better  than  huge  restaurants, 
having  not  the  remotest  affinity  with  the  club  of 
the  past.  The  amazing  growth  in  the  number  of 
such  institutions  is  chiefly  to  blame  for  the  falling 
off  in  quality.  To  be  kept  going,  they  must  have 
members,  and  they  can  not  afford  to  be  too  partic- 
ular as  to  the  kind.  In  a  recent  number  of  London 
Truth  appears  a  diverting  letter  from  "A  Club- 
Waiter,"  in  which  some  striking  facts  are  shown 
with  regard  to  the  reason  of  the  general  deteriora- 
tion in  the  manners  of  club  members.  The  writer 
evidently  speaks  from  long  and  actual  experience, 
and  his  truthful  revelations  will  be  cordially  in- 
dorsed by  those  acquainted  with  clubs  in  the  old 
times.  He  records,  in  conclusion,  the  sputtering 
utterance  of  an  explosive  old  gentleman  :  ' '  What  ?  " 
he  said,  shaking  his  stick  at  a  retreating  figure, 
"that  little  cad  a  member  of  the  Ranunculus — of 
our  Ranunculus  ?  Why,  twenty  years  ago,  sir,  he 
wouldn't  have  been  allowed  to  stand  on  the  door- 
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The  Drew-Barrym ore- Rankin  family  has  gained 
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in  the  person  of  Ethel  Barrymore.  She  is  the 
daughter  of  Maurice  and  the  late  Georgie  Drew- 
Banymore,  and  she  made  her  theatrical  de"but  at 
Long  Branch,  recently,  in  a  performance  of  Sheri- 
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A  man  of  means  who  is  brain-weary  and 
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young  again,  can  flnd  an  ideal  borne  in  the 
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AN    EX-CONJUGAL    SCENE. 


Mr.     Richard    Marsland  ;     Mrs.     Richard 

Marsland  ;  A  Guard. 

Scene. — A  railway  carriage.    Mrs.  Marsland 

alone. 

Guard— Here  you  are,  sir.  Quick  as  you  can, 
please.  Right  away,  there !  [Enter  MARSLAND 
hurriedly.] 

Richard    Marsland— Good   heavens— Kitty  ! 

Mrs.  Marsland  [in  a  freezing  tone]— I  beg 
your  pardon  ? 

Richard  Marsland— I  beg  yours,  I  am  sure. 
I  should  have  said,  if  I  spoke  at  all,  Mrs.  Mars- 
land. You  still  do  me  the  honor  to  keep  my  name, 
I  believe. 

Mrs.  Marsland— Under  the  circumstances,  it 
would  have  been  better  taste  not  to  speak  at  all. 
May  I  ask  why  you  got  into  this  carriage  of  all 
others  ? 

Richard  Marsland— It  certainly  was  a  liberty. 
My  only  excuse  is  that  I  didn't  see  who  the  lady  in 
it  was. 

Mrs.  Marsland— It  was  just  like  you  to  pick 
out  a  carriage  where  there  was  a  lady  traveling  by 
herself. 

Richard  Marsland — Well,  I'm  a  bachelor 
now,  thanks  to  you,  and  so  long  as  the  lady  didn't 
mind 

Mrs.  Marsland— A  bachelor  !  You  were  al- 
ways that  at  heart. 

Richard  Marsland— I  beg  your  pardon. 
When  we  were  first  married  there  wasn't  a  more 
devoted  husband  in  England  than  I.  You  were 
never  out  of  my  thoughts.  I  couldn't  be  happy 
away  from  you — you  know  I  couldn't.  Ah  !  Kitty 
— I  beg  your  pardon  again— we  were  very  happy 
in  those  days  when  you  were  fond  of  me.  You  did 
love  me  then,  did  you  not? 

Mrs.  Marsland — I — I  suppose  I  did — far  more 
than  you  deserved. 

Richard  Marsland— Do  you  remember  our 
honeymoon— that  jolly  little  house  down  by  Lynd- 
hurst,  and  the  drives  we  used  to  take  in  the  forest 
in  the  moonlight?  What  a  pair  of  donkeys  we 
were  ! 

Mrs.  Marsland— I've  forgotten  all  about  our 
honeymoon — at  last.  How  long  will  it  be  before 
this  train  stops  again,  please  ? 

Richard  Marsland — Nearly  an  hour,  I  be- 
lieve.    Why?    Do  you  want  some  luncheon? 

Mrs.  Marsland — Not  at  all ;  but  I  should  like 
to  get  into  another  carriage. 

Richard  Marsland— Have  you  grown  such  a 
prude  that  you  won't  be  seen  traveling  with  your 
own  husband  ? 

Mrs.  Marsland— My  own  husband  !  Ah  ! 
[Sighs.] 

Richard  Marsland— Well,  your  ex-husband, 
then.  [A  pause.]  Kitty!  [She  pretends  not  to  hear.] 
Mrs.  Richard  Marsland ! 

Mrs.  Marsland— Well  ? 

Richard  Marsland— May  I  ask  where  you  are 
going  to  stay  in  London  ? 

Mrs.  Marsland— In  Bramham  Gardens,  if  you 
wish  to  know. 

Richard  Marsland— Oh  !  with  the  Kirk- 
patricks,  I  suppose?  Well,  you  won't  be  there 
much  before  dinner-time.  Let  me  give  you  a  sand- 
wich— I've  got  some  in  my  bag. 

Mrs.  Marsland  [with  extreme  hauteur]  — 
Thank  you  ;  I'm  not  at  all  hungry. 

Richard  Marsland — They're  made  of  fine 
gras,  just  as  you  used  to  like  them.  And  I've  got 
a  pint  of  Irroy,  too.    Just  one  little  glass. 

Mrs.  Marsland— Will  you  please  understand, 
once  for  all,  that  1  don't  want  to  talk  .to  you  ?  It 
was  a  caddish  thing  for  you  to  do  to  come  here  at 
all,  and  you  might  have  the  decency  not  to  force 
your  attentions  on  me — just  as  if  I  were  a  perfect 
stranger. 

Richard  Marsland— And  you  might  have  the 
decency,  now*  that  you've  done  me  all  the  harm 
you  can,  to  be  commonly  civil  to  me.  We  can't  sit 
and  glare  at  each  other  for  an  hour. 

Mrs.  Marsland  [showing  signs  of  '•  nerves  "] — 
What  harm  did  I  ever  do  to  you  ?  I,  who'd  have — 
Bah  1  What  does  it  matter  now  what  I'd  have 
done? 

Richard  Marsland— Then  why  did  you  get 
divorced  from  me  ? 

Mrs.  Marsland — Because  you  forced  me  to  it. 

Richard  Marsland— You  mean  your  father 
forced  you  to  it. 

Mrs.  Marsland  — Father  had  nothing  to  do 
with  it — or  very  little. 

Richard  Marsland — Do  you  mean  to  say  that 
it  was  not  your  father  who  set  that  rascal  to  watch 
me,  after  you'd  left  me  ? 

Mrs.  Marsland— I  could  hardly  go  to  a  private 
detective  myself,  could  I  ? 

Richard  Marsland — The  perjured  rascal !  1 
wonder  I  didn't  break  his  neck. 

Mrs.  Marsland— It's  very  well  for  you  to  talk 
about  perjury.  If  what  he  said  was  false,  why 
didn't  you  disprove  it  at  the  trial  ? 

Richard  Marsland— Because  1  was  too  proud 
— like  an  ass.  I  said  to  myself,  "  What  does  it  mat- 
ter? If  Kitty — you  don't  mind  me  thinking  of  you 
as  Kit"1,  do  you? — chooses  to  believe  these  things 

1  ml    me.  let  her.     If  she  doesn't  love   me  any 

ore,  and  wants  to  be  free  from  me,  who  cares  ?  " 


You  see,  I  didn't  know  then  what  it  was'going  to 
be  like. 

Mrs.  Marsland — No  ;  I  suppose  it  isn't  pleas- 
ant for  either  of  us. 

Richard  Marsland — Oh,  as  to  that,  I've  got 
used  to  it  by  now.  And  people  have  been  very 
kind,  on  the  whole.  They  understand  that  I  wasn't 
to  blame 

Mrs.  Marsland  —  Especially  those  Dunster 
girls. 

Richard  Marsland  [confused] — Why  ?  What 
do  you  mean  ?     How  do  you  know  ? 

Mrs.  Marsland — I  know  a  good  many  things. 
I  know  you're  engaged  to  the  younger  one. 

Richard  Marsland — I'm  sure  I'm  not — so  far. 

Mrs.  Marsland  [indifferently] — Really  1  I  was 
told  that  you  were.  Does  she  know  that  you  used 
to  beat  me,  I  wonder  ? 

Richard  Marsland  [angrily]— How  dare  you 
say  such  a  thing  ? 

Mrs.  Marsland— Do  you  deny  that  you  boxed 
my  ears  ? 

Richard  Marsland — Once,  and  a  saint  couldn't 
have  kept  his  temper  with  you  that  day.  I  some- 
times think  you  provoked  me  on  purpose.  [She 
smiles.]    You  seem  to  find  it  very  amusing. 

Mrs.  Marsland — I  smiled  to  think  how  peni- 
tent you  were  afterwards,  and  how  you  begged  me 
to  forgive  you. 

Richard  Marsland — And  you  wouldn't. 

Mrs.  Marsland— Yes,  I  did— in  my  heart.  I'll 
confess  now  that  it  was  my  own  fault,  and  that  you 
served  me  right.  , 

Richard  Marsland — No,  no.  I  can't  allow 
you  to  say  that.  We  both  of  us  lost  our  tempers, 
and  I  behaved  like  a  cad.  Ah  !  well,  it's  been  a 
lesson  to  me  ever  since. 

Mrs.  Marsland — So  much  the  better  for  the 
Dunster  girl.     [A  pause.] 

Richard  Marsland — What  a  pretty  hat  that  is 
that  you're  wearing  ! 

Mrs.  Marsland  [thawing  a  little] — Do  you 
like  it  ?  You're  the  second  person  who's  admired 
it  to-day. 

Richard  Marsland— May  I,  without  indis- 
cretion, ask  who  the  first  was  ? 

Mrs.  Marsland — Certainly ;  it  was  Colonel 
Selby. 

Richard  Marsland — Selby  !  Confound  him  ! 
What  business  has  lie  to  be  paying  you  compli- 
ments ?    Do  you  care  a  straw  for  him  ? 

Mrs.  Marsland — I — I  think  he's  very  nice. 

Richard  Marsland — And  I  think  she's  very 
nice.     [A  pause.]     Kitty  ! 

Mrs.  Marsland  [off  her  guard]—  What,  dear? 
— I  mean 

Richard  Marsland— Oh !  I  know  what  you 
mean.  I  don't  like  Selby  ;  he's  an  outsider,  and 
I'm  sure  he'd  make  a  very  bad  husband.. 

Mrs.  Marsland— Well,  if  you  come  to  that, 
you  know  those  Dunster  girls  are  shocking  bad 
style.  They've  been  brought  up  anyhow,  and  you 
know  what  people  say  about  the  mother. 

Richard  Marsland— Yes— I  do.  It  isn't  true; 
but  I  wish  they  wouldn't  say  it.  [He  stares  out  of 
the  window.]  Look  here,  Kitty.  I  can't  bear  to 
think  of  your  making  another  mistake.  Will  you 
promise  me  not  to  have  anything  more  to  do  with 
him  ? 

Mrs.  Marsland — Will  you  promise  me  never 
to  see  her  again  ? 

Richard  Marsland— Yes — unless  I  can't  help 
it. 

Mrs.  Marsland — Then  so  will  I.  I  don't  mean 
to  marry  anybody.  [She  sighs.]  I  shall  pass  the 
rest  of  my  life  alone — always  alone. 

Richard  Marsland  —  But  if  a  man  neither 
too  young  nor  too  old — a  fellow  who  had  plenty  of 
money  and  knew  lots  of  nice  people — a  good-look- 
ing man,  who'd  been  married  before,  and  knew  the 
duties  of  a  husband — were  to  tell  you  that  he'd 
never  cared  for  anybody  but  you,  and  ask  you  to 
marry  him,  wouldn't  you? 

Mrs.  Marsland— Certainly  not.  He'd  be  al- 
ways comparing  me  with  his  first  wife. 

Richard  Marsland— But  supposing  the  first 
wife  had  been — yourself? 

Mrs.  Marsland  [with  dignity]— I  think  you 
might  have  spared  me  this  kind  of — Dick  !  let  go 
my  hand.  How  dare  you?  [The  train  slackens 
speed.]  Good  heavens  !  here  we  are  at  the  station. 
Will  you  get  out,  or  must  I  ? 

Richard  Marsland— I'll  go  if  you  tell  me  to. 
[He  rises — very  slowly.] 

Mrs.  Marsland — Oh,  Dick,  did  you  mean  it? 
Could  you  forgive  me  for  the  way  I've  treated  you  ? 

Richard  Marsland— Every  word  of  it.  Kitty, 
my  dearest,  let's  forget  that  anything  ever  came  be- 
tween us.  Let's  begin  all  over  again,  and  love  each 
other  as  we  used  to  five  years  ago.  Why  should 
the  rest  of  our  lives  be  made  unhappy  by  that  one 
mistake  ?    Why 

Guard  [without] — Crewe  !  Crewe  !  Crewe  ! 
Change  for 

Richard  Marsland— Confound  it  !  Wr  shall 
have  somebody  coming  in  now.  Don't  cry,  dear, 
for  heaven's  sake  !  Kitty,  shall  1  get  out  or  shall  I 
stay? 

Mrs.  Marsland  \sobbing\— St— st— stay  with 
me,  dear. —  The  Sketch. 

To  enjoy  sound  and  vigorous  health,  purify  your 
blood  with  Ayer's  Sarsaparilla. 


WHY    SHE    LEFT  THE    BOARDING-HOUSE. 


She  was  occupying  a  seat  in  a  not  overcrowded 
parlor-car. 

She  was  young,  pretty,  and  she  spoke  with  an 
English  accent. 

She  asked  me  the  distance  to  the  next  station. 
She  told  me  that  she  was  an  Englishwoman,  and 
she  grew  confidential  when  I  told  her  that  I  had 
just  come  over. 

I  asked  her  how  she  liked  the  country. 

"I  just  detest  it.  It's  a  most  horrible  country. 
The  men  are  so  rude  and  vulgar — don't  yer  know — 
they  stare  at  you.  And  as  for  the  girls  :  1  never 
did  see  such  things.  Why,  they  try  to  make  you 
believe  they  know  everything.  They  talk  about  the 
most  dreadful  things.  Why,  in  New  York  the 
other  day,  a  little  chit  of  a  girl,  not  quite  sixteen, 
actually  made  me  blush — and  I've  had  two  hus- 
bands." 

I  was  glad  to  hear  that  she'd  been  in  New  York, 
and  told  her  so.  Then,  gradually,  I  learned  that 
she  belonged  to  the  theatrical  profession,  and  she 
told  me  some  funny  stories. 

"They've  got  no  sense,  these  Americans,"  she 
said  ;  "  I  came  to  this  country  to  economize,  and  I 
brought  over  quite  a  number  of  letters  of  introduc- 
tion. They  hardly  recognized  them  and  I  had  the 
greatest  difficulty  in  getting  an  engagement.  I  did 
at  last  get  a  chance  in  the  part  of  Lady  Dasher  in 
'  The  Horse  Block.'  I  was  boarding  then  with  a 
very  respectable  family  on  Lexington  Avenue.  You 
know,  as  Lady  Dasher,  I  have  to  wear  a  pair  of 
riding-breeches  in  the  second  act.  I  had  a  splendid 
pair — fit  me  down  to  the  ground,  you  know — made 
in  London. 

"  Well,  after  I  went  home  the  first  night,  I  hung 
my  breeches  behind  my  door.  Next  afternoon, 
after  I  came  back  from  shopping,  the  lady  came  to 
me  and  told  me  she'd  like  to  have  my  room.  Actu- 
ally wanted  me  to  leave  the  house,  you  know.  Of 
course  I  understood  it  was  the  breeches  that  had 
caused  all  the  trouble,  and  I  let  her  go  on  about 
her  respectable  house  and  her  justice  to  the  other 
ladies  until  I  could  stand  it  no  longer,  and  then  I 
said  to  her : 

ii  ■  j^y  good  woman,  don't  you  suppose  that  if  a 
gentleman  had  called  to  see  me  that  he'd  have 
sense  enough  not  to  leave  his  trousers  behind 
him  ? '  I  had  to  leave  the  house  all  the  same,  you 
know. 

"These  Americans  haven't  got  a  bit  of  sense." 
—Truth.  

THE    TUNEFUL    LIAR. 


The  Cause. 
"  Attend  your  church,"  the  rector  cries. 
To  church  each  fair  one  goes. 
The  old  go  there  to  close  their  eyes, 

The  young  to  eye  their  clothes. —  Truth. 

When  Me  and  Mike  Wuz  on  the  Force. 
When  me  and  Mike  wuz  on  the  force 

Things  wuzn't  like  they  are  to-day, 
Though  if  they're  better  now,  or  worse, 

Is  reely  more  than  I  can  say. 
The  cop  now  boldly  takes  his  drink  ; 
We  had  to  sneak  in,  with  a  wink  ; 
But  that  wuz  years  ago,  of  course. 
When  me  and  Mike  wuz  on  the  force. 

They  keep  a-pullin'  folks  now  days 
To  give  the  bailers-out  a  chance ; 

The  modern  copper  knows  what  pays- 
He  gits  his  rake-off  in  advance. 

If  we'd  'a'  done  such  graftin'  then 

We  might  'a'  broke  into  the  pen  ; 

We  didn't  git  much  from  that  source 

When  me  and  Mike  wuz  on  the  force. 

Once  in  a  while  they  make  a  bluff 

At  pullin'  o'  the  tiger's  tail, 
Which  generly  brings  down  the  stuff- 
In  fact,  I  never  seen  it  fail. 
And  come  to  think— since  I  recall- 
Things  ain't  so  different  after  all 
From  what  they  wuz  when— well,  of  course, 
When  me  and  Mike  wuz  on  the  force. 

— Chicago  Dispatch. 

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Onion,  potato,  pork,  tomato,  clam  ; 
Bright  as  the  bosom  of  an  oriflamme, 

Rich  as  a  bank  of  roses  blowing  free, 

You're  soup  and  fish  and  meat  at  once  to  me. 
And  with  meek  reverence  I  low  salaam 
Before  your  spicy  shrine,  and  feel  1  am 

Your  fond  but  most  unworthy  devotee. 

One  plateful  of  you  fills  me  with  romance, 
And  floods  my  spirit  with  a  music  fine. 
Until  I  see,  as  in  a  pleasant  dream, 

The  dancers  down  at  "  Coney  "  madly  dance  ; 
And,  further  on,  beside  the  rolling  brine, 
The  peaceful  cow  that's  giving  milk  by  steam. 
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THE        ARGONAUT, 


STORYETTES. 


Grave  and  Gay,  Epigrammatic  and  Otherwise. 


"  Dear  Argonaut,"  writes  one  of  our  subscribers, 
"as  you  have  printed  in  your  paper  the  curious  idea 
Europeans  have  cf  our  State,  I  beg  to  submit  to 
you  what  an  English  tourist  thought  of  it.  "  What 
do  you  think  of  California  ?  "  I  asked.  "  California  ?  " 
he  said,  after  a  moment's  reflection,  in  a  monoto- 
nous voice  ;  "  dust,  Chinese,  Southern  Pacific,  and 
fleas  !  " 

A  Hebrew  aspirant  for  medical  honors,  named 
Jerusalem,  was  once  among,  the  candidates  exam- 
ined by  the  late  Professor  Hyrtl.  His  relatives  and 
friends  crowded  about  the  door,  awaiting  with  im- 
patience the  end  of  the  examination.  At  last  the 
door  opened,  but  instead  of  the  candidate,  Pro- 
fessor Hyrtl  emerged  from  it.  At  the  sight  of  the 
crowd,  he  raised  his  hands,  and  then  with  all  the 
seriousness  of  a  Luther,  broke  out  in  the  words 
of  Jeremiah  :  "Weep,  Israel,  for  Jerusalem  has 
fallen." 

In  some  parts  of  the  South  during  the  Presiden- 
tial campaign  of  1888,  confidence  in  Cleveland's 
success  was  boundless.  In  a  large  Georgian  city 
this  expectation  was  so  well  settled  that  a  cannon 
was  planted  and  loaded,  ready  to  be  discharged 
when  the  decisive  news  should  come.  But  the 
wished-for  returns  never  arrived,  and  in  the  still 
night-watches  the  work  of  the  patriotic  Democrats 
was  supplanted  by  their  Republican  friends,  who 
placarded  over  the  mouth  of  the  cannon  this  ex- 
pressive sentiment :  "  A  charge  to  keep  I  have." 

Sir  Andrew  Agnew,  of  Lucknow,  a  well-known 
Scotch  baronet,  was  long  pestered  by  an  impudent 
sort  of  person,  who  insisted  on  being  constantly 
"underfoot."  Finally,  however,  he  dropped  off, 
and  Sir  Andrew  was  asked  how  he  got  rid  of  him. 
"  Oh,"  said  he,  "  I  gave  him  a  broad  hint."  "  A 
broad  hint  ?  "  repeated  the  inquirer  ;  "  I  thought  he 
was  one  of  those  who  could  never  be  induced  to 
take  one."  "  By  ma  saul,"  said  Sir  Andrew,  "he 
was  obleeged  to  tak'  it !  For  as  the  chiel  wadna 
gang  oot  at  the  door,  I  just  threw  him  oot  of  the 
window  !  " 


On  one  occasion,  when  the  late  Mr:  W.  H.  Smith, 
controller  of  the  English  news-stands,  was  first 
lord  of  the  admiralty,  some  big  trials  were  to  be 
brought  off  at  one  of  the  dock-yards,  and  a  special 
train  was  run  from  London  for  the  naval  experts. 
At  one  of  the  intermediate  stations,  one  of  the 
book-stall  lads  jumped  on  the  steps  of  a  first-class 
carriage  and  offered  his  papers.  A  crusty  officer 
ordered  him  off,  and,  with  some  indignation,  asked 
him  how  he  dared  to  annoy  passengers.  "Look 
here,"  said  the  boy,  after  a  pause,  "  you'd  better  be 
civil,  or  I'll  get  the  guv'nor  to  dock  your  leave  !  " 

Young  Queen  Wilhelmina  of  the  Netherlands 
and  the  queen-regent  were  on  a  special  train  be- 
tween Munich  and  Wuerzburg  recently.  Suddenly 
the  signal  for  the  emergency  brake  was  pulled  and 
the  train  halted  abruptly.  The  guards  and  chief- 
engineer  hurried  in  alarm  from  carriage  to  carriage, 
asking  members  of  the  suite  what  the  trouble  was. 
Nobody  could  say.  The  chief-engineer  then  ap- 
proached the  royal  saloon.  The  young  queen 
leaned  out  of  the  window,  and,  with  the  blush  of 
guilt  all  over  her  face,  exclaimed  :  "  Don't  you 
come  here;  I  didn't  do  it!"  The  young  woman 
had  pulled  the  signal  merely  to  see  what  would 
happen. 

Minnie  Hauk  annoyed  Ravelli  very  much  while 
playing  Carmen  to  his  Don  Jose.  For  some  rea- 
son she  suddenly  embraced  him  in  the  middle  of  a 
high  note.  He  was  so  furious  that  he  tried  to 
throw  her  into  the  orchestra.  She  held  tightly  to 
him  to  save  herself,  he  shouting  to  her  to  let  go 
the  while,  until  her  grip  wrenched  all  the  buttons 
off  his  red  waistcoat.  Ravelli  rushed  to  the  foot- 
lights, and  shouted:  "Look,  she  has  torn  my 
waistcoat !  "  The  audience  thought  it  was  all  act- 
ing, and  responded  with  thunders  of  applause. 
After  this  scene,  Minnie  Hauk's  husband  stood  at 
the  wings  every  night,  armed  with  a  revolver,  ready 
to  blow  out  Don  Josh's  brains  if  he  dared  to  touch 
Carmen,  while  Ravelli  threatened  her  with  a  huge 
knife  if  she  attempted  to  approach  him.  As  Jose 
is  supposed  to  be  madly  in  love  with  the  girl,  it 
looked  very  absurd  to  see  them  dodging  away  from 
each  other  all  round  the  stage. 


Two  letters  were  once  addressed  to  a  certain 
corps  commander  of  the  Army  of  the  Potomac  on 
the  eve  of  a  forward  movement,  one  of  them 
written  by  General  Halleck,  chief  of  the  staff,  and 
the  other  by  President  Lincoln.  General  Halleck's 
letter  contained  a  warning  couched  in  this  fashion  : 
"  In  undertaking  to  place  your  command  on  the 
opposite  shore  of  the  Rappahannock  River,  you 
will  exercise  extreme  caution  in  affording  full  pro- 
tection to  advance,  rear  and  flanks,  in  order  that 
the  enemy  may  not  be  encouraged  to  make  an 
attack  while  your  forces  are  separated  in  the  act  of 
crossing."  This  was  good  advice.  Lincoln  gave 
it  to  the  same  commander  in  the  note  which  he 
wrote  to  him  ;  but  this  was  the  form  in  which  he 
expressed    it  :    "  Look   out,    when   you   cross   the 


river,  that  you  don't  hang  yourself  up"in  the  mid- 
dle like  a  steer  on  a  fence,  neither  able  to  hook 
with  your  horns  nor  kick  with  your  hoofs." 

A  man  of  the  world  was  wont  to  call,  not  infre- 
quently, upon  a  young  widow  (says  the  Illustrated 
American).  One  day  the  pretty  maid  at  the  door 
announced  that  her  mistress  was  out  of  town.  On 
some  pretext,  however,  the  man  entered.  He  also 
talked  to  the  maid.  Some  days  later,  knowing  that 
the  lady  had  returned,  he  called  again.  He  was  a 
bit  surprised  when  a  strange  maid  met  him  at  the 
door  and  showed  him  to  the  little  reception-room. 
While  she  carried  his  card  up  the  stairs,  he  ce- 
flected  that  she  was  not  so  dainty  as  her  prede- 
cessor, and  she  was  not  so  pretty,  though  her  uni- 
form was  similar,  and  her  cap  was  as  stiff,  and  her 
apron  as  spotless.  He  was  realizing  how  much 
more  the  woman  is  to  the  dress  than  the  dress  is  to 
the  woman,  when  the  maid  returned  and  an- 
nounced, promptly:  "Mrs. is  not  receiv- 
ing." The  man  of  the  world  bit  his  lip — it  was  the 
first  time  he  had  ever  been  denied  admittance — and 
moved  toward  the  door.  The  maid  held  it  open 
for  him,  and  as  he  passed  through  it  she  blurted 
out :  "  And  she  says,  if  you  please,  sir,  the  maids 
receive  in  the  kitchen,  sir." 


In  one  of  the  fashionable  quarters  of  Chicago, 
according  to  the  Times,  lives  an  Irishman  who  has 
made  a  fortune  as  a  contractor.  He  has  never  for- 
gotten the  friends  of  his  youth,  especially  one 
Casey,  a  boss  mason,  who  still  lives  in  the  Goose 
Island  District.  Casey  does  not  feel  exactly  at 
home  in  the  big  house,  but  out  of  regard  for  his 
old  friend  often  spends  an  evening  there  with  him. 
On  a  recent  occasion  of  this  sort,  a  heavy  rain  set 
in  just  as  it  came  time  for  the  visitor  to  take  his 
leave.  "  Look  here,  Mike,"  said  the  contractor,  as 
they  reached  the  door,  "there's  no  need  of  your 
goin'  home  in  this  flood.  I  have  a  shpare  room  up- 
stairs. Stay  over  night  wid  me."  "  All  right, 
Tim,"  replied  Casey  ;  "  Oi  will.  The  ould  woman 
won't  worry."  The  contractor  summoned  a  servant 
and  had  Casey  shown  to  the  "shpare  room." 
Then  he  returned  to  his  den  to  look  over  the  plans 
of  a  new  block  he  had  on  hand.  The  work  kept 
him  absorbed  till  nearly  midnight,  when  he  was 
startled  by  a  sharp  ring  at  the  door-bell.  Every 
one  else  had  retired,  and  he  answered  the  bell  in 
person.  When  he  opened  the  front-door,  there 
stood  Casey,  dripping  wet,  with  a  smile  on  his  face. 
"How's  this,  Mike?"  exclaimed  the  contractor; 
"  I  thought  ye  was  to  stay  all  night  here."  "  So  I 
am,  me  boy,"  replied  the  smiling  Casey  ;  "  that's 
why  I  went  home  for  me  pipe." 


A  Mexican,  an  intimate  friend  of  General  Sheri- 
dan, one  day,  calling  on  the  commander  of  the 
army  at  his  office  in  Washington,  found  him  at  his 
desk,  his  feet  incased  in  slippers  and  his  shoes 
democratically  placed  on  the  top  of  the  desk. 
While  the  general  was  apparently  absorbed  in 
some  writing,  the  Mexican  gentleman,  who  thought 
some  servant  had  left  the  warrior's  shoes  in  the 
wrong  place,  gently  deposited  the  shoes  on  the 
floor.  The  next  day,  the  Mexican  called  on  Sheri- 
dan and  found  him  at  his  desk,  shoes  on  top,  as 
before.  The  polite  resident  of  the  tropics  began 
once  more  removing  his  shoes  to  the  floor,  when, 
all  at  once,  Sheridan  roared  out:  "Don't  do  that 
again,  sir!  You  make  me  ridiculous,  sir!"  "I 
beg  your  pardon,  general,  but  how  have  I  made 
you  ridiculous  ?  "  "  Why,  sir,"  said  Sheridan,  still 
annoyed,  "  yesterday,  sir,  I  went  out  to  walk  after 
you  had  called  on  me.  I  was  nearing  the  White 
House  when  I  noticed  a  gentleman  looking  at  me 
intently.  Soon  he  addressed  me,  saying  :  '  Excuse 
me,  general,  but  aren't  you  afraid  of  catching 
cold?'  'Why,  sir,  no;  not  that  I  am  aware  of. 
What  is  the  matter,  sir?'  'Well,'  said  the  gen- 
tleman, '  it  is  damp  and  you  are  going  about  in 
your  slippers.'  I  tell  you,  sir,"  said  Sheridan,  ad- 
dressing his  Mexican  friend,  "you  made  me  ridic- 
ulous. It  is  my  habit,  sir,  to  put  my  shoes  on 
my  desk  where  I  can  not  fail  to  see  them,  so  I  may 
not  forget  to  put  them  on  ;  and,  confound  it,  sir, 
you  come  around  here  with  your  notions  of  pro- 
priety and  send  me  around  town  in  my  slippers,  sir." 


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An  Argonaut  reader  sends  us  a  note  in  which  he 
says:  "Reading  in  last  week's  'Storyettes'  the 
little  anecdote  of  Sylvester  and  Ben  Jonson  tempts 
me  to  suggest  that  the  original,  in  puris,  may  be 
found  in  the  foot-note  (No.  4)  to  stanza  eleven  of 
Byron's  '  Don  Juan' — in  the  dedication — where,  in 
justifying  himself  in  making  a  rhyme  of  the  words 
'Laureate'  and  '  Iscariot,'  he  says:  *1  doubt  if 
"Laureate"  and  "  Iscariot "  be  good  rhymes,  but 
must  say  as  Ben  Jonson  did  to  Sylvester,'"  etc., 
following  with  a  somewhat  stronger  rendering  than 
the  one  printed  here.  It  is  only  fair  to  say  that  the 
Argonaut' s  was  a  revised  version. 


How  Jolly  ! 

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accommodations  selected.  Excursion  tickets  on  favor- 
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t    7-00  P. 

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istoga,  and  *Santa  Rosa 6.15   p. 

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Bluff,  and  Oroville 4.15  p. 

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Marysville,  Oroville,  and  Sac- 
ramento         *o-45  A . 

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ton, Modesto,  Merced,  and 
Fresno 7.15   p. 

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Bakersfield,  Santa  Barbara,  and 
Los  Angeles ; 10.45  A- 

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Marysville,  Redding,  Portland, 
Puget  Sound,  and  East. 


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and  Santa  Cruz J  8.05   p. 

8.15  A.  Newark,  Centerville,  San  Jose, 
Felton,  Boulder  Creek,  Santa 
Cruz,  and  Way  Stations 6.20   p. 

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New  Almaden,  Felton,  Boulder 
Creek,  Santa  Cruz,  and  prin- 
cipal Way  Stations *ii.so  A. 

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Saturdays  and  Sundays  to  Santa 
Cruz. 


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*  6.45  A.    San  Jose,  New  Almaden,  and  Way 

Stations *  1.45   P. 

t  7.30  A.  San  Jose-,  Santa  Cruz,  Pacific 
Grove,  and  principal  Way  Sta- 
tions      J  8.33  p. 

8.15  A-  San  Jose",  Tres  Pinos,  Santa  Cruz, 
Pacific  Grove,  Paso  Robles,  San 
Luis  Obispo,  and  principal  Way 

Stations 6.26  p. 

J  9,47  a.    Palo  Alto  and  Way  Stations J  1.45  p. 

10.40  a.    San  Jose  and  Way  Stations 5.06  p. 

11.45  A-    Palo  Alto  and  Way  Stations 3.30  p. 

*  2.20  p.    San  Jose1,  Gilroy,  Tres  Pinos,  Santa 

Cruz,  Salinas,  Monterey,  Pacific 

Grove *io,40  a. 

*  3.30  p.     San  Jose  and  principal  Way  Sta- 

tions         9,47  A. 

*  4.25  P.     Palo  Alto  and  Way  Stations *  8.06  a. 

5.10  P.    San  Jose  and  Way  Stations *  8.48  a. 

6.30  p.     Palo  Alto  and  Way  Stations 6.35  a. 

fn.45  p.  Palo  Alto  and  principal  Way  Sta- 
tions       f  7-2o  p- 

CREEK  ROUTE  FERRY. 
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*7.oo    *8.oo    9.00    *io.oo   and    11.00  a.    m.,     *i2.3o, 
1 1.00    *2.oo    3.00      *4.oo    5.00  and  *6.oo  P.  m. 
From  OAKLAND  —  Foot  of  Broadway  —  *6.oo      *7.oo 
8.00    *9.oo    10.00  and  *n.oo  a.  m.,    4*12.00    *i2.3o, 
2.00    *3.oo      4.00  and    *s.oo  P.  M. 
a  for  morning,    p  for  afternoon.    *  Sundays  excepted. 

f  Saturdays  only.     I  Sundays  only. 
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Inquire  of  Ticket  Agents  for  Time  Cards  and  other  in- 
formation.  

PACIFIC  MAIL  STEAMSHIP  CO. 

Through.  Line  to  New   York,    via    Panama. 

Calling  at  various  ports  of  Mexico  and  Central  America. 
Sailings  (at  noon) ; 

SS.  San  Josg August  28th 

SS.  Acapulco September  8th 

SS.  Colima September  18th 

SS.  San  Bias . .  .*. September  28th 

Note — When  the  sailing  day  falls  on  Sunday,  steamer 
will  be  dispatched  following  Monday. 
Japan  and    China   Line   for  Yokohama  and 

Hong  Kong. 

Connecting  at  Yokohama  with  steamers  for  Shanghai,  and 

at  Hong  Kong  for  Indies,  Straits,  etc.: 

FOR  HONG  KONG.  VIA  YOKOHAMA: 

China  (via  Honolulu) Tuesday,  August  28,  at  3  p.  m. 

Peru Saturday,  September  15,  at  3  P.  M. 

City  of  Rio  Janeiro Thursday,  October  4,  at  3  P.  M. 

City  of  Peking Thursday,  October  25,  at  3  P.  M. 

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duced rates. 

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ALEXANDER  CENTER,  General  Agent. 


OCCIDENTAL    AND    ORIENTAL 

STEAMSHIP  COJIPANY. 

FOB  JAPAN  AND  CHINA. 

NOTE   CHANGE   IN    HOUR   OF   SAILING! 

Steamers  leave  Wharf,  comer  First  and  Brannan  Streets, 

3  o'clock  P.  M.,  for 

YOKOHAMA  AND  HONG  KONG, 

Connecting  at  Yokohama  with  steamers  for  Shanghai. 

Steamer.     From  San  Francisco  for  Hong  Kong.      1894. 

Belgic Thursday,  September  6 

Oceanic  (via  Honolulu).. Tuesday,  September  3  5 

Gaelic Tuesday,  October  10 

ISelgic Thursday,  November  15 

Round-Trip  Tickets  at  reduced  rates. 
Cabin  plans  on  exhibition,  and  Passage  Tickets  for  sale 
at    S.    P.   Company's   General   Office,    Room   74,    corner 
Fourth  and  Townsend  Streets,  San  Francisco. 

For  freight  apply  at  Offices  of  Pacific  Mail  Steamship 
Company,  at  Wharf,  or  at  No.  202  Front  Street,  San 
Francisco. 

T.  H.GOODMAN,  Gen'l  Fassengc*  Agent. 

PACIFIC  COAST  STEAMSHIP  CO. 

Dispatch  steamers  from  San  Francisco  for  ports  in 
Alaska,.  9  a.  m.  August  3,  8,  18,  33,  September  7,  22,  Oc- 
tober 7,  22,  Novembers,  21. 

Santa  Cruz  and  Monterey  excursions,  Steamer  Potnona 
leaves  Saturdays,  4  p.  M.     Due  back  Mondays,  5  A.  M. 

For  British  Columbia  and  Paget  Sound  ports,  July 
24,  and  every  fifth  day  thereafter.  For  Eureka,  Humboldt 
Bay,  every  Wednesday,  9  A.  M.  For  Newport,  Los  Ang- 
eles, and  all  way  ports,  every  fourth  and_  fifth  day  alter- 
nately at  8  a.  m.  For  San  Diego,  stopping  only  at  Port 
Harford,  Santa  Barbara,  Port  Los  Angeles,  Redondo 
(Los  Angeles),  and  Newport  every  fourth  and  fifth  day 
alternately,  at  11  a.  M.  For  Ensenada,  San  Josi  del 
Cabo.  Mazatlan,  La  Paf,  and  Guaymas  (Mexico),  25th 
of  each  month.  Ticket-office,  Palace  Hotel,  4  Ne*v  Mont- 
gomery Street. 

GOODALL,  PERKINS  &  CO.,  Gei 
No.  10  Market  Street,  San  F- 


14 


THE        ARGONAUT. 


August  27,  1894. 


SOCIETY. 


The  Country  Club  Outing. 
A  special  train  left  Third  and  Townsend  Streets 
last  Thursday  afternoon  conveying  a  large  number 
of  excursionists  to  Del  Monte  to  participate  in  the 
outing  that  is  being  given  under  the  combined  aus- 
pices of  the  Country  Club  and  the  Burlingame 
Club.  There  are  now  several  hundred  people  at 
the  hotel,  and  they  are  enjoying  life  as  it  should  be 
enjoyed  with  perfect  weather,  congenial  company, 
and  all  of  the  accessories  that  tend  to  make  an  out- 
ing pleasant.  On  Thursday  evening  the  members 
of  the  shooting  teams  met  and  selected  sides  for 
the  "  Reds"  and  the  "  Blues,"  who  are  to  compete 
for  supremacy  to-day  before  the  traps.  Friday  was 
devoted  to  the  pony-races  and  steeple-chasing. 
The  entries  were  as  follows  : 

Fi  rst  Race — One-fourth  mile  ;  purse  $50.  of  which  $10 
to  second;  for  ponies  not  exceeding  fourteen  hands  one 
inch ;  entrance  $5 ;  three  entries  to  Jill ;  weight  160 
pounds.— Mr.  W.  H.  Howard's  Chiquita,  160,  Mr.  H.  K. 
Simpkins ;  cherry,  blue  sleeves  and  cap.  Mr.  R.  H. 
Sprague's  Polly,  160,  Mr.  R.  H.  Sprague;  blue,  gold 
sleeves  and  cap,  Mr.  J.  S.  Tobin's  Willie  Boy,  160,  Mr. 
Harry  Dimond;  golden  brown.  Mr.  J.  Downey  Har- 
vey's Black  Bess,  160,  Mr.  J.  Downey  Harvey :  white, 
with  blue  hoops.  Mr.  P.  D.  Martin's  Conejo,  160,  Mr. 
P.  D.  Martin  ;  olive,  yellow  sleeves  and  cap.  Mr.  W.  S. 
Hobart's  Button,  160,  Mr.  W.  S.  Hobart ;  red  and  yel- 
low, Maltese  cross,  yellow  cap.  Sir.  J.  B.  Lincoln's 
Daisy,  160,  Mr.  R.  M.  Tobin  ;  black  and  white.  Mr.  C. 
A.  Baldwin's  Li  Hung  Chang,  160,  Mr.  C.  A.  Baldwin  ; 
green,  black  stripes,  pink  sleeves. 

Second  Race  —  Sweepstakes:  one  and  one-fourth 
miles  ;  for  ponies  not  exceeding  fourteen  hands  one  inch ; 
purse  $100,  of  which  5^5  to  second ;  entrance  $5 ;  three 
entries  to  fill ;  weight  155  pounds — Mr.  W.  S.  Hobart's 
Hot  Cake,  155,  Mr.  W.  S.  Hobart;  red  and  yellow, 
Maltese  cross,  yellow  cap.  Mr.  H.  R.  Simpkins's  Punch, 
155;  blue  and  crimson.  Mr.  H.  R.  Simpkins's  Jumping 
Jack,  155,  Mr.  H.  R.  Simpkins;  blue  and  crimson.  Mr. 
H.  H.  Hinshaw's  Maud,  155,  Mr.  H.  H.  Hinshaw  ;  prim- 
rose, pale-blue  sleeves.  Mr.  J.  H.  P.  Howard's  Gossoon, 
153,  Mr.  J.  H.  P.  Howard  ;  lilac  and  white  bars.  Mr.  R. 
M.  Tobin's  Galloping  Dick,  155,  Mr.  R.  M.  Tobin  ;  green 
and  white  hoops.  Mr.  R.  M.  Tobin's  Audrey,  155,  Mr. 
A.  E.  Garnett ;  green  and  white  hoops. 

Third  Race — One  mile;  for  horses  and  Galloways; 
Galloways  allowed  seven  pounds  for  every  inch  under 
fifteen  hands ;  purse  $100,  of  which  $25  to  second ;  en- 
trance $10 ;  three  entries  to  fill ;  forty  pounds  added  to 
weight  for  age — Mr.  J.  Talbot  Clifton's  Romair,  171,  Mr. 
R.  Tobin  ;  brown  and  yellow.  Mr.  R.  M.  Tobin's  Bliss, 
144,  Mr.  Harry  Dimond;  green  and  white  hoops.  Mr. 
W.  S.  Hobart's  Romulus,  158,  Mr.  W.  S.  Hobart ;  red 
and  yellow,  Maltese  cross,  yellow  cap.  Mr.  W.  S. 
Hobart's  Tigress,  162,  Mr.  H.  H.  Simpkins;  red  and 
yellow,  Maltese  cross,  yellow  cap.  Mr.  J.  B.  Lincoln's 
Vishnu,  168,  Mr.  J.  B.  Lincoln  ;  black  and  white.  Mr. 
P.J.Donahue's  Arundel,  158,  Mr.  J.  Downey  Harvey; 
white,  with  blue  hoops.  Mr.  W.  H.  Howard's  Mystery, 
151,  Mr.  A.  E.  Garnett. 

Fourth  Race — One-half  mile;  for  ponies  not  exceed- 
ing fourteen  hands  one  inch  ;  purse  $100,  of  which  $25  to 
second ;  entrance  $5  ;  three  entries  to  fill ;  weight  160 
pounds — Mr.  J.  B.  Lincoln's  Daisy,  160,  Mr.  R.  M. 
Tobin  ;  black  and  white.  Mr.  J.  Lawson's  Lassie,  160; 
blue  and  scarlet.  Mr.  H.  H.  Hinshaw's  Katrina,  160, 
Mr.  H.  H.  Hinshaw ;  primrose,  pale  blue  sleeves.  Mr. 
R.  H.  Sprague's  Polly,  160,  Mr.  R.  H.  Sprague ;  blue, 
gold  sleeves;  Mr.  J.  S.  Tobin's  Willie  Boy,  160,  Mr. 
Harry  Dimond ;  golden  brown.  Mr.  W.  S.  Hobart's 
Button,  160,  Mr.  W.  S.  Hobart  ;  red  and  yellow,  Maltese 
cross,  yellow  cap.  Mr.  W.  Russell  Ward's  Jorrocks,  160; 
light  blue,  cherry  sleeves  and  cap.  Mr.  P.  D.  Martin's 
Conejo,  160,  Mr.  P.  D.  Martin  ;  olive,  yellow  sleeves  and 
cap.  Mr.  J.  Downey  Harvey's  Black  Bess,  160,  Mr.  J. 
Downey  Harvey  ;  white,  with  blue  hoops.  Mr.  W.  H. 
Howard's  Chiquita,  160,  Mr.  H.  R.  Simpkins  ;  cherry, 
blue  sleeves  and  cap. 

Fifth  Race — Steeple-chase;  about  two  miles;  purse 
$150,  of  which  $50  to  second  ;  entrance  $10  ;  three  entries 
to  fill ;  5-years-old  to  cany  162  pounds,  6  years  and  aged 
to  carry  172  pounds — Mr.  R.  M.  Tobin's  Bally  Hooley, 
161,  Mr.  R.  M.  Tobin  ;  green  and  white^hoops.  Mr.  J. 
T.Clifton's  Guadaloupe,  170,  Mr.  J.  T.  Clifton;  brown 
and  yellow.  Mr.  W.  S.  Hobart's  Tornado,  179,  Mr.  W. 
S.  Hobart ;  red  and  yellow,  Maltese  cross,  yellow  cap. 
Mr.  W.  S.  Hobart's  Sallie  M.,  169,  Mr.  Eustace  Barron  ; 
red  and  yellow,  Maltese  cross,  yellow  cap.  Mr.  W.  S. 
Hobart's  Huntress,  162 ;  red  and  yellow,  Maltese  cross, 
yellow  cap.  Mr.  R.  H.  Sprague's  Gift,  162,  Mr.  R.  H. 
Sprague ;  blue,  gold  sleeves  and  cap.  Mr.  W.  H. 
Howard's  Prince  Idle,  169,  Mr.  J.  H.  P.  Howard;  lilac 
and  white  bars. 

After  the  club-shoot  for  prizes  to-day,  a  luncheon 
will  be  served  at  the  shooting  grounds,  "  Under  the 
Greenwood  Tree."  In  the  evening,  there  will  be  a 
concert  by  the  Country  Club  Band,  followed  by  a 
ball  and  supper  at  midnight.  The  attractions  for 
Sunday  will  be  a  concert  in  the  morning  and  evening 
and  an  exhibition  of  fire-works  and  an  illumination  of 
the  lake  in  the  evening.  The  following  are  among 
the  many  guests  : 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  William  Alvord,   Mr.   and  Mrs.   F*.  D. 


Absolutely 

Pure 

A  cream  of  tartar  baking  powder.  High- 
est of  all  in  leavening  strength.  —  Latest 
United  States  Government  Food  Report. 

Royal  Baking  Powder  Co., 

106  Wall  St.,  N.  Y. 


Atherton,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Alfred  Bouvier,  Dr.  and  Mrs. 
E.  S.  Ereyfogle,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  W.  S.  Barnes,  Mr.  and 
Mrs.  Arthur  Brown.  Mr.  and  Mrs.  John  Barton,  Mr.  and 
Mrs.  P.  E.  Bowles,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  A.  Page  Brown,  Mr. 
and  Mrs.  E.  Barron,  Mr,  and  Mrs.  W.  B.  Chapman,  Mr. 
and  Mrs.  E.  W.  Churchill,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  A.  Center,  Mr. 
and  Mrs.  J.  M.  Cunningham,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  H.  J. 
Crocker,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  F.  S.  Douty,  Mr.  and  Mrs,  J.  A. 
Donohoe.  Jr.,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  C.  de  Guigne\  Mr.  and  Mrs. 
E.  P.  Danforth,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  R.  A.  Eddy,  Mr.  and  Mrs. 
C.  P.  Eells,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  P.  P.  Eyre,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  D. 
W.  Earl,  Rev.  and  Mrs.  R.  C.  Foute,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  C. 
A.  Fisher,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  F.  A.  Frank,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  A. 
E.  Ford,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  William  Fries,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  J. 
M.  Fowler,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  C.  E.  Green,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  W. 
M.  Gwin,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Adam  Grant,  Mr.  and  Mrs. 
J.  F.  Houghton,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Timothy  Hopkins.  Mr. 
and  Mrs.  H.  E.  Huntington,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  J.  Downey 
Harvey,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  H.  L.  Hill,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Jerome 
Lincoln,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  W.  J.  Landers,  Lieutenant  and 
Mrs.  C.  G.  Lyman,  U.  S.  A..  Mr.  and  Mrs.  D.  T.  Mur- 
phy. Mr.  and  Mrs.  C.  F.  Mullins,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  A.  B. 
Moulder.  Mr.  and  Mrs.  P.  McG.  McBean,  Mr.  and 
Mrs.  Percy  P.  Moore,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  H.  R.  Mann,  Mr. 
and  Mrs.  Charles  A.  Moore,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  R. 
McMurray,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  W.  -H.  Martin,  Mr. 
and  Mrs.  J.  J.  Moore,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  W.  C.  Murdoch, 
Mr.  and  Mrs.  C.  F.  MacDermott,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Robert 
Oxnard,  Captain  and  Mrs.  A.  H.  Payson,  Mr.  and  Mrs. 
E.  F.  Preston,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  R.  H.  Pease,  Mr.  and  Mrs. 
T.  F.  Payne,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  G.  A.  Pope,  Mr.  and  Mrs. 
A.  W.  Rose,  Major  and  Mrs.  J.  L.  Rathbone,  Mr.  and 
Mrs.  J.  D.  Redding,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  C.  O.  Richards,  Mr. 
and  Mrs.  I.  L.  Requa,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  N.  D.  Rideout, 
Colonel  and  Mrs.  W.  R.  Shafter,  U.  S.  A.,  Mr.  and  Mrs. 
John  I.  Sabin,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  George  Sperry,  Mr.  and 
Mrs.  A.  W.  Scholle,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Frank  J.  Sullivan, 
Mr.  and  Mrs.  H.  T.  Scott,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  F.  W.  Tallant, 
Mr.  and  Mrs.  W.  H.  Taylor,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  A.  N.  Towne, 
Mr.  and  Mrs.  H.  L.  Tatum,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  W.  S.  Wood, 
Mr.  and  Mrs.  C.  R.  Winslow,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  R.  J.  Wil- 
son, Mr.  and  Mrs.  C.  E.  Worden,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  George 
Whittell. 

Mrs.  L.  F.  Auzerais,  Mrs.  Barrios,  Mrs.  Thomas 
Breeze,  Mrs.  E.  J.  Bowen,  Mrs.  J.  Belden,  Mrs.  R.  T. 
Carroll,  Mrs.  H.  N.  Cook,  Mrs.  Marie  Dyke,  Mrs. 
Duval,  Mrs.  Peter  Donahue,  Mrs.  E.  T.  Earl,  Mrs.  Knox 
Goodrich,  Mrs.  John  Hays  Hammond,  Mrs.  Moses 
Hopkins.  Mrs.  Charles  Holbrook,  Mrs.  M.  A.  Kittle, 
Mrs.  Milton  S.  Latham,  Mrs.  G.  L.  Lansing,  Mrs.  C.  A. 
Laton,  Mrs.  Eleanor  Martin,  Mrs,  Austin  D.  Moore, 
Mrs.  Robert  Morrison,  Mrs.  W.  H.  McKittrick,  Mrs. 
James  Phelan,  Mrs.  Pedar  Sather,  Mrs.  C.  A.  Spreckels, 
Mrs.  E.  J.  de  Satta  Marina,  Mrs.  C.  J.  Torbert.  Mrs.  J. 
C.  Tucker,  Mrs.  R.  C.  Woolworth,  Mrs.  S.  B.  Welch. 
Mrs.  I.  S.  Van  Winkle,  Mrs.  W.  J.  Younger,  Mrs.  H. 
Zeile. 

Miss  Mary  Breeze,  Miss  Julia  Breeze,  Miss  Barton, 
Miss  Mamie  Burling,  Miss  May  Bowen,  Miss  Jessie 
Coleman,  Miss  Carroll,  Miss  Julia  Crocker,  Miss  Kate 
Clement,  Miss  Lena  Dyke,  Miss  Eleanor  Dimond,  Miss 
Mae  Dimond,  Miss  Mamie  Deming,  Miss  Fisher,  Miss 
Ella  Goad,  Miss  Aileen  Goad,  Miss  Genevieve  Goad, 
Miss  Mary  Belle  Gwin,  Miss  Minnie  Houghton,  Miss 
Clara  Huntington,  Miss  Ethel  Hooper,  Miss  Bee  Hooper, 
Miss  Anna  Head,  Miss  Babette  Howard,  Miss  Alice 
Hobart.  Miss  Ella  Hobart,  Miss  Mamie  Holbrook,  Miss 
Nellie  Hillyer,  Miss  May  Hoffman,  Miss  Ethel  Lincoln, 
Miss  Landers,  Miss  Fanny  Loughborough,  Miss  Adeline 
Mills,  Miss  Florence  Mills,  Miss  Alice  Mullins,  Miss 
Edith  McBean,  Miss  Miriam  Moore,  Miss  Frances 
Moore,  Miss  Angela  Morrison,  Miss  Mamie  McDermott, 
Miss  Winnie  Morrison,  Miss  O'Connor,  Miss  Phelan, 
Miss  Marian  Poett,  Miss  Rogers,  Miss  Amy  Requa,  Miss 
Birdie  Rutherford,  Miss  Marian  Smith,  Miss  Electra 
Smith,  Miss  Estelle  Simpson,  Miss  Lurline  Spreckels, 
Miss  Bessie  Shreve,  Miss  Carrie  Taylor,  Miss  MolHe 
Torbert,  Miss  Mae  Tucker,  Miss  Claire  Tucker,  Miss 
Bertha  Thompson,  Miss  Tobin,  Miss  Mamie  Thomas, 
Miss  Eleanor  Wood,  Miss  Helen  Woolworth,  Miss 
Vassault,  Miss  Maud  Younger,  Miss  Bessie  Younger, 
Miss  Zeile,  Miss  Marie  Zane. 

Mr.  L.  S.  Adams,  Jr.,  Mr.  J.  H.  Benedict,  Mr.  E.  S. 
Benedict,  Mr.  Emil  A.  Bruguiere,  Mr.  Emil  A.  Bru- 
guiere,  Jr.,  Mr.  Francis  Bruguiere,  Mr.  William  Breeze, 
Mr.  Thomas  Breeze,  Mr.  Arthur  Brown,  Jr.,  Mr. 
Everett  N.  Bee,  Mr.  John  W.  Coleman,  Colonel  C.  F. 
Crocker,  Mr.  J.  Talbot  Clifton,  Mr.  James  Clark,  Mr. 
William  H.  Crocker,  Mr.  Peter  J.  Donahue,  Mr.  Harry 
Dimond,  Mr.  Edward  Donohoe,  Mr.  Robert  L.  Eyre,  Mr. 
Jason  Evans,  Mr.  E.  F.  Gerald,  Mr.  W.  F.  Goad,  Mr. 
John  GrifHn,  Mr.  Joseph  D.  Grant,  Mr.  E.  M.  Greenway, 
Mr.  Alexander  Hamilton,  Mr.  W.  H.  Howard,  Mr.  Henry 
Howard,  Mr.  Henry  M.  Holbrook,  Mr.  Ogden  Hoffman, 
Mr.  Southard  Hoffman,  Jr.,  Mr.  Andrew  Jackson,  Mr. 
W.  S.  Kittle,  Mr.  E.  M.  Larranaga,  Mr.  J.  B.  Lincoln, 
Mr.  Milton  S.  Latham,  Consul  de  la  Lande,  Mr.  John 
Lawson,  Mr.  W.  S.  McMurtry,  Mr.  G.  H.  Mendell,  Jr., 
Mr.  Andrew  Martin,  Mr.  Walter  Martin,  Mr.  W. 
S.  Newhall,  Mr.  A.  Orr,  Mr.  W.  M.  O'Connor,  Mr. 
John  Parrott,  Mr.  E.  H.  Power,  of  England,  Mr. 
James  D.  Phelan,  Consul  Caesar  Poma,  Mr.  Joseph  M. 
Quay,  Lieutenant  W.  R.  Smedberg,  Jr.,  TJ,  S.  A.,  Mr. 
J.  B.  Rogers,  Mr.  W.  M.  Randol,  Mr.  Alexander  Ruther- 
ford, Mr.  F.  M.  Smith,  Mr.  E.  G.  Schmieden,  Mr.  James 
Brett  Stokes,  Mr.  H.  N.  Stetson,  Mr.  Oscar  T.  Sewall, 
Mr.  J.  B.  Stetson,  Mr.  A.  H.  Small.  Mr.  H.  R.  Simpkins, 
Mr.  R.  H.  Sprague,  Dr.  H.  L.  Tevis,  Mr.  W.  H.  Taylor, 
Jr.,  Mr,  Augustus  Taylor,  Mr.  Clement  Tobin,  Mr.  R. 
M.  Tobin,  Dr.  George  Terrill,  Mr.  F.  R.  Webster,  Mr. 
A.  H.  Wilcox,  Mr.  A.  B.  Williamson,  Mr.  R.  B.  Wood- 
ward, Mr.  H.  Henry  Veuve,  Mr.  L.  E.  Van  Winkle,  and 
Mr.  James  Zeile. 


COMMUNICATIONS. 


San  Francisco  Viewed  Abroad. 

SCHLANGENBAD,  HESSE-NASSAU, 

August  5,  1894. 

Editors  Argonaut  :  The  following  clipping 
from  an  Italian  newspaper,  the  Tieramosca,  of 
Florence,  was  recently  forwarded  to  me  by  a  friend, 
an  Italian  lady.  The  article  is  headed  "  Marriage- 
able Girls  in  America,  and  the  'Advertising'  of 
American  Newspapers,"  and  runs  thus  : 
Lb  Ragazze  da  Marito  is  America  b  la  "  Reclame" 
dei  Giorn'ali  American). 

In  questi  giorni  in  cui  awengono  per  l'America  del 
Nord  scioperi  colossali  seguiti  da  terribili  e  sangui- 
nose  lotte  intestine,  un  giornale  di  San  Francisco  delta 
California  come  se  tutto  quanto  accade  fosse  cosa  di 
ben  poco  interesse  si  diverte  a  pubblicare  nella  sua 
prima  pagina  la  lista  completa  delle  piii  ricche  signorine 
di  San  Francisco. 

Le  ricche  ereditiere  sono  piu  di  ottanta  e  figurano 
nell'elenco  per  ordine  alfabetico  ;  di  ognuna  di  esse  so- 
no indicati  il  nome,  cognome,  eta,  colore  degli  oeclii  e 
dei  capelli,  la  statura,  il  portamento,  e  la  fortuna  che 
posseggono,  inline  di  contro  al  nome  di  ognuna  delle 
fortunate  ra^azze — trovasi  un  motto  od  una  citazione 
di  un  poeta   o   scrittore   antico   e   modcrno— la   colonna 


delle  citazioni  porta  per  titolo:  As  the  Poets  Might  Itave 
described  Hum.  (Come  avrebbero  potuto  descriverle  i 
poeti.) 

A  titolo  di  curiosita  trascriviamo  1  connotati  di 
qualcheduna  di  quelle  ricche  e  vezzose  signorine  : 

Miss  Alice  Ames:  20  anni,  occhi  celesti,  capelli  biondi, 
figura  slanciata,  tipo  simpatico.  Molto  ricca. — Le  cose 
perfezionate  dalla  natura  sono  superiori  a  quelle  lavorate 
dall'arte.— Cicerone. 

Miss  Rose  Bareda:  anni  19,  occhi  neri,  carnagione 
bruna,  tipo  spagnuolo,  belle  curve,  forme  scultorie.  For- 
tuna colossale, — Sicura  e  sincera  come  la  via  del  Para- 
diso . — Macdonate. 

Miss  Bessie  Bonne :  anni  20,  occhi  celesti,  bionda,  alta 
e  bene  sviluppata,  tipo  risoluto,  discreta  fortuna. — Essa 
e  dotata  di  buon  senso  ;  un  dono  che  viene  dal  cielo. — 
Goldsmith. 

Miss  Alice  Breeze:  anni  21,  occhi  celesti,  capelli  ala  di 
corvo,  bella  figura,  grossa  fortuna. — Tu  sei  felice,  come 
se  ogni  giorno  tu  avessi  raccolto  un  ferro  di  cavallo. — 
Longfellow, 

Miss  Cora  Cadue :  25  anni,  occhi  scuri,  capelli  color 
d'oro,  alta  e  ben  fatta,  discreta  fortuna.  —  Non  posso 
trattenermi  dal  viaggiare. — Tennyson. 

Miss  Ella  Hodart :  anni  22,  occhi  celesti,  capelli 
biondi,  piccolina,  fortuna  colossale. — 11  giglio  delta  valle 
e  il  re  dei  fiori. — Bruce. 

Miss  Alice  Hodart :  anni  iS,  occhi  grigi,  capelli  castani, 
petite,  molto  simpatica,  fortuna  colossale. — Bella  come  la 
rosa . — Crabbc. 

Miss  Edith  Newlands :  anni  18,  occhi  celesti,  bionda 
forme  eleganti,  molti  milioni. — Un  bet  sembiante,  ft  un 
vantaggio  non  disprezzabile. — Ovidio. 

Miss  MoUie  Forbert :  eta  26  anni,  grand!  occhi  neri, 
capelli  neri  lucidissimi,  ben  fatta  ed  elegante,  bella  fortuna. 
— Essa  gli  sorrise,  ed  egli  fu  felice. — Arnold. 

Gli  anni  delle  80  e  piu  ereditiere  californiane,  variano 
dai  17  ai  30;  pero  che  siano  giunte  a  30  anni,  ve  ne  sono 
solo  due  ;  ad  una  di  esse  il  giornale  regala  il  motto :  Ricca 
e  contenta.  e  l'altra  che  chiamasi  Miss  Jennie  Douphy,h 
descritta  come  una  bella  brunotta,  con  grandi  occhi  neri, 
capelli  neri,  figura  elegante,  grossa  fortuna,  mentre  il 
poeta  la  chlama  Raggio  vh'ente  difuoco  intellettitale. 

My  friend  wished  to  know  if  it  was  a  common 
custom  for  young  ladies  in  America  to  advertise  in 
this  way  for  husbands.  Her  conclusion  that  the 
article  which  had  appeared  in  a  San  Francisco  paper 
■was  an  advertisement  is  quite  natural,  viewed  from 
the  European  standpoint.  It  is  strange  that  with 
all  our  pride  in  American  institutions,  our  spread- 
eagleism,  our  constant  assertion  that  what  we  have 
is  the  best,  the  greatest,  and  the  most  expensive  in 
God's  creation,  we  should  make  ourselves  so  fre- 
quently the  subject  of  deserved  ridicule  in  other 
countries.  We  brag  of  our  respect  for  women,  and 
then  describe  them  like  cattle  at  a  fair.  We  hold 
up  our  best  women  to  be  laughed  at  abroad  in  a 
way  that  no  other  country  regarded  as  civilized 
permits.  The  impertinent  liberty  which  our  news- 
papers are  allowed — in  this  case  the  idiotic  pro- 
duction of  some  penny-a-b"ner — is  believed  by  for- 
eigners to  be  an  advertisement  for  husbands.  Our 
men  think  they  are  the  pink  of  chivalry,  that  they 
love  and  honor  their  women  "  more  than  any  other 
men  in  the  world,"  and  still  they  allow  the  writers 
of  such  articles  to  go  unwhipped.  The  article,  of 
which  the  foregoing  is  the  Italian  translation,  is 
harmless  compared  to  the  scurrilous  productions 
that  appear  every  week  in  our  American  papers. 
No  wonder  that  an  acquaintance  described  his  resi- 
dence abroad  as  "  a  return  to  private  life." 

It  is  gratifying  to  a  Californian  abroad  to  have,  at 
any  rate,  one  newspaper — the  Argonaut — which  he 
can  read  with  pleasure,  and  can  show  to  his  foreign 
friends  without  making  apologies  and  feeling 
ashamed  of  his  native  State  as  represented  by  its 
journalism.  Yours  very  truly,  N. 


The  Count  is  Going  Away. 

San  Francisco,  22  Aoiit,  1894. 

Editeuk  de  l' Argonaut  :  Cher  Monsieur — 
Etant  sur  le  point  de  retourner  en  Europe,  pour 
raisons  de  same-,  et  n'  ayant  pas  le  loisir  de  prendre 
conge"  personnellement  de  mes  amis  et  connais- 
sances,  je  prends  la  liberty  de  le  faire  par  l'entre- 
mise  de  votre  journal  si  repandu,  et  vous  prie 
d'agreer  l'expression  de  mes  sentiments  le  plus  dis- 
tingue^. Comte  L.  J.  Teleky. 

P.  S. — Je  me  rends  a  Menton,  pour  achever  d'y 

r^tablir  ma  sante\ 

■ — ♦ — ■ 

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The  Portia  Law  Club  will  open  the  fall  term  with 
a  lecture  given  by  Clara  Foltz,  dean  of  the  club,  in 
the  parlors  of  the  Hotel  St.  Nicholas,  junction 
Market,  Hayes,  and  Larkin  Streets,  Saturday  even- 
ing, September  1st,  eight  o'clock  sharp.  The  sub- 
ject will  be  "Judge  Coffey's  Opinion  of  Women 
Clients,  published  in  the  Examiner,  August  12th." 


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AND 

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rally  order  their  wedding  invitations 
and  announcements  where  they  can 
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workmanship,  combined  with  the 
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ARGONAUT 


CAMPAIGN  OF  1894: 


Until  the  close  of  the   campaign, 
and  up  to  December  1st,  the  Argo- 


naut will  he  sent,  by  mail,  to 
any  person  subscribing  direct  to 
this    office,    for     ONE    DOLLAR. 


Recent  events,  both  in  this 


State  and  in  Congress,  have  given 


to  the  coming  political  campaign 
an  interest    unusual    in  so-called 


off-years. 


The    Democratic 


party  has  been  in  control  of  the 


National     Government    for    two 


years,  and  the  result  has  been  fi- 


nancial    depression     and     wide- 


spread disaster. 


That  party 


has  proved  its  utter  incapacity,  its 
lack  of  courage  to  carry  out  the 


pernicious  principles  it  advocates, 
and  its  inability  to  formulate  any 


better  plan  of  action. 


The 


approaching  campaign  is  to  deter- 


mine whether  this  party  is  to  con- 
tinue in  power.  The  Argo- 


naut believes  that  the  success  of 


the  Republican  party  is  essential 


to  the  good  government  of  this 
republic.  We  believe  in  pro- 


tection   to    American    industries, 


and  reciprocity  with  non-compet- 


ing  countries. 


We  believe 


in  a  bimetallic  currency,  and  the 


free  use  of  gold   and    silver  for 


coinage,  and    that    every   dollar, 


whether  of  gold,  silver,  or  paper, 
shall  be  an  honest  dollar,  and  worth 
one  hundred  cents.  We  be- 


lieve that  the  construction  of  the 


Nicaragua   Canal   should   be   en- 
couraged and  controlled   by  this 


government.  We     believe 

that     our       foreign      commerce 
should  be  extended,  the  building 


of   American    ships    encouraged, 
and  the  American  flag    restored 


to  its    former    position  upon  the 


high 


We    believe   in 


the  entire  exclusion  of  the  Chi- 
nese from  our  soil.  We  be- 


lieve in  the  restriction  of  natural- 


ization. 


We   believe   in   the 


present  restriction  of  all  foreign 


immigration,    and     the    ultimate 


exclusion      of  „  all      immigrants 
coming  in  competition  with  and 


tending     to    degrade    American 


labor. 


Believing    that    the 


success  of  the   Republican  party 
will  best  subserve  all  these  ends, 


most    of  which    are    in    its    plat- 


form,  the    Argonaut  will    do    its 


best  for  the  success  of  that  party 


in  the  coming  campaign  of  1 894. 


August  27,  1894. 


THE        ARGONAUT. 


18 


Notes  and  Gossip. 

Announcement  is  made  of  the  engagement  of 
Miss  Laura  Clarke,  daughter  of  Mr.  C.  W.  Clarke, 
of  Sacramento,  to  Mr.  J.  B.  Wright,  of  Sacra- 
mento.   The  wedding  will  take  place  in  November. 

The  wedding  of  Miss  Mary  Graham,  daughter  of 
General  W.  M.  Graham,  Fifth  Artillery,  U.  S.  A., 
and  Ensign  Guy  H.  Burrage,  U.  S.  N.,  will  take 
place  at  St.  Luke's  Church  at  noon  on  Tuesday, 
September  4th.  Right  Rev.  Bishop  William  Ford 
Nichols  will  officiate,  assisted  by  Rev.  W.  H.  More- 
land  and  Rev.  D.  O.  Kelly.  No  cards  will  be 
issued. 

The  wedding  of  Miss  Stella  A.  Currier  and  Mr. 
James  A.  Ritchie  will  take  place  Wednesday  even- 
ing, September  6th,  at  the  residence  of  the  bride's 
sister,  Mrs.  W.  G.  Richardson,  109  Frederick 
Street. 

Miss  Florence  R.  Jenkins  and  Mr.  T.  E.  Janes 
were  united  in  marriage  last  Wednesday  evening 
at  the  residence  of  Mrs.  Grace  E.  Janes,  1016 
Haight  Street.     Rev.  Dr.  Howitt  officiated. 

The  Friday  Night  Club  will  hold  five  meetings 
during  the  coming  winter.  The  first  and  last  will 
be  assemblies  and  the  others  cotillions.  The  exact 
dates  have  not  yet  been  set. 

Movements  and  Whereabouts. 

Annexed  will  be  found  a  resume  of  movements  to 
and  from  this  city  and  coast,  and  of  the  whereabouts 
of  absent  Californians  : 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  James  M.  Cunningham  returned  to  Del 
Monte  early  in  the  week,  after  enjoying  a  t.amping  trip 
for  a  fortnight  about  sixty  miles  below  Monterey. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  E.  J.  McCutchen  have  returned  from  a 
brief  visit  to  the  Eastern  States. 

Mrs.  William  T.  Coleman,  Mr.  Carlton  C.  Coleman, 
and  Mr.  Robert  L.  Coleman  were  in  New  York  city  last 
week. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Denis  Donahoe,  of  San  Rafael,  have 
been  passing  a  couple  of  weeks  at  Lake  Tahoe. 

Miss  Lotta  P.  Farnsworth  is  visiting  friends  at  Cot- 
tage City,  Mass.     She  is  expected  home  in  October. 

Mrs.  L.  H.  Coit  and  her  mother,  Mrs.  Hitchcock,  left 
last  Wednesday  for  Europe,  and  will  be  away  about  five 
months. 

Mrs.  George  J.  Eucknall  has  returned  from  a  visit  to 
Mr.  and  Mrs.  Dunne  at  their  ranch  near  San  Felipe. 

Mrs.  William  Ingraham  Kip  acd  the  Misses  Kip  are 
passing  a  couple  of  weeks  at  Cazadero. 

Mrs.  F.  L.  Castle  and  the  Misses  Eva,  Blanche,  and 
Hilda  Castle  have  returned  to  the  city,  after  passing  a 
year  in  Europe. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Homer  S.  King  sailed  from  New  York 
last  Saturday  for  Europe,  where  they  will  travel  for  some 
weeks. 

Mr.  D.  O.  Mills  will  leave  New  York  early  in  Septem- 
ber to  make  a  tour  of  the  world.  He  will  pass  the  winter 
in  Egypt  with  Hon.  and  Mrs.  Whitelaw  Reid. 

The  home  of  Mr.  and  Mrs.  E.  B.  Haldan  has  been 
brightened  by  the  advent  of  a  daughter. 

Mrs.  J.  J.  Mezes  has  gone  to  Europe,  and  will  be  away 
until  next  spring.  She  will  pass  most  of  the  time  in  Italy 
and  Switzerland. 

Mrs.  W.  E.  Sharon  and  family  have  returned  to  Oak- 
land, after  passing  the  season  at  Santa  Cruz. 

Mrs.  John  R.  Jarboe  and  Miss  Kate  Jarboe  left  last 
Wednesday  to  pass  several  months  in  the  Eastern  States. 

Mrs.  George  H.  Lent  returned  from  Castle  Crag  last 
Saturday  owing  to  the  serious  illness  of  Mrs.  William  M. 
Lent. 

Mrs.  John  Boggs  and  Miss  Alice  Boggs  are  at  San 
Rafael,  where  they  will  remain  until  late  in  September. 

General  W.  H.  Dimond  and  the  Misses  Mae  and 
Eleanor  Dimond  will  remain  at  BurUngame  about  three 
weeks  more. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  James  Appleton  Maguire  will  remain  at 
San  Mateo  until  October. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Lloyd  Tevis,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Gordon 
Blanding  and  family,  and  Mrs.  E.  B.  Coleman  will  re- 
main at  San  Rafael  for  a  couple  of  months  more. 

Miss  Daisy  Van  Ness  has  returned  from  a  visit  at 
Castle  Crag. 

Mrs.  Rose  Greenebaum  and  Miss  Stella  jGreenebaum 
are  traveling  in  France. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  W.  B.^Vilshire  have  returned  from  a  pro- 
tracted visit  to  the  Eastern  States. 

Captain  S.  B.  Peterson  and  his  daughter,  Mrs.  Charles 
Miller,  are  passing  at  few  weeks  at  Paso  Robles. 

Mrs.  C.  F.  MacDennott  and  family,  of  Oakland,  have 
been  at  Del  Monte  during  the  past  week. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  H.  S.  Crocker  are  in  New  York  city, 
where  they  will  remain  about  a  year. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  William  Alvord  went  to  Del  Monte  last 
Saturday  to  remain  a  week. 

Mr.  A.  B.  Spreckels  visited  Santa  Cruz  last  Saturday 
and  Sunday. 

Mr.  Everett  N.  Bee  has  been  at  Del  Monte  during  the 
past  week. 

Miss  Gashwiler  has  been  visiting  Mrs.  William  Forsyth 
at  Santa  Cruz. 

Misses  Bee  and  Ethel  Hooper  came  down  from  St. 
Helena  last  Wednesday  and  went  to  Del  Monte  on  the 
following  day. 

Mrs.  John  S.  Hager  and  the  Misses  Hager  will  re- 
turn in  a  few  days  from  a  prolonged  visit  at  Castle  Crag. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Horace  Blanchard  Chase  are  now  iesid- 
ing  at  2901  California  Street. 

Mrs.  J.  W.  McClung  is  visiting  friends  at  St.  Helena. 

Mrs.  George  Page  and  Miss  Lucia  Kittle  left  last 
Tuesday  to  pass  a  couple  of  weeks  at  Lake  Tahoe. 

Miss  McNutt  and  Miss  Ethel  Smith  have  returned 
from  a  visit  to  Napa  Valley. 

Mr.  John  N.  Featherston  has  returned  from  a  two 
weeks'  outing  at  Los  Angeles  and  Santa  Monica,  and  has 
gone  North  for  a  couple  of  weeks. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  L.  P.  Drexler  have  returned  from  a  visit 
to  friends  at  San  Jose. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Henry  Schmieden,  who  have  been  pass- 
ing the  summer  at  San  Rafael,  will  return  to  the  city 
about  September  1st. 

Mr.  William  J.  Shotwell  visited  San  Jose"  last  Wednes- 
day. 

Mr.  Edgar  E.  Carroll  left  Sacramento  last  Tuesday  to 
make  a  month's  visit  to  the  Eastern  States. 

Mrs.  John  Vance  Cheney  left  last  Wednesday  to  make 
a  visit  to  the  Eastern  States. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Ariel  Lathrop,  formerly  of  this  city,  but 
now  of  Albany,  N.  Y  ,  have  taken  a  cottage  at  Saratoga 
Springs,  N.  Y.,  for  the  season.  Among  their  guests  this 
month  are  Mrs.  Ella  Sterling  Cummings  and  Miss  Viva 
Cummings. 

Mr.   and  Mrs.    Isaac   Hecht,   Misses   Helen   a       .Elsie 


Hecht,  and  Mr.  Bert  Hecht  are  at  Tallac,  Lake  Tahoe. 
They  have  as  their  guests  Miss  Sadie  Hecht  and  Miss 
Alice  Gerstle. 

Mrs.  Ramon  Wilson  has  returned  from  a  visit  at  Castle 
Crag. 

Mrs.  James  Irvine,  Sr.,  and  her  son,  Mr.  J.  W.  Byrne, 
came  up  from  Santa  Monica  on  Thursday  to  attend  the 
Country  Club  outing  at  Del  Monte.  They  will  return  to 
Los  Angeles  in  about  three  weeks.  Mr.  Callaghan  Byrne 
will  pass  next  week  at  Santa  Catalina  Island. 

Mr.  John  W.  Mackay,  Jr.,  who  has  been  passing  a 
couple  of  weeks  at  Newport,  returned  to  New  York  last 
Saturday. 

Miss  E.  L.  Murison  is  en  route  home  from  Europe,  and 
will  receive  her  friends  after  August  27th,  at  her  resi- 
dence  2134  Pacific  Avenue. 

Army  and  Navy  News. 

The  latest  personal  notes  relative  to  army  and 
navy  people  at  the  various  posts  around  San  Fran- 
cisco are  appended : 

General  and  Mrs.  Thomas  H.  Ruger,  U.  S.  A.,  and 
Miss  Ruger,  will  remain  in  San  Rafael  until  October  1st, 
after  which  they  will  reside  at  the  Palace  Hotel. 

Admiral  and  Mrs.  Joseph  S.  Skerrett,  U.  S.  N.,  and  the 
Misses  Skerrett  returned  from  the  Asiatic  Station  last 
Saturday.  Admiral  Skerrett  has  been  placed  on  the  re- 
tired list  after  forty-six  years  of  active  service. 

Commander  W.  A.  Morgan,  U.  S.  N„  of  the  Alert,  is 
ill  at  the  Naval  Hospital  at  Mare  Island. 

Colonel  William  R.  Shafter,  First  Infantry,  U.  S.  A., 
has  returned  from  Santa  Monica  with  his  command. 

Major  John  I.  Rodgers,  First  Artillery,  U.  S.  A.,  in- 
spector of  artillery  of  the  Department  of  California,  has 
been  inspecting  Batteries  B  and  M,  Fourth  Artillery,  at 
Fort  Canby,  Wash. 

Captain  R.  McDonald,  U.  S.  A.  (retired),  is  residing  at 
Capitola,  Cal. 

Captain  Thomas  H.  Barry,  First  Infantry,  U.  S.  A., 
and  family  are  passing  the  summer  at  St.  John's  Run, 
Va. 

Captain  Wilbur  E.  Wilder,  Fourth  Cavalry,  U.  S.  A., 
has  been  passing  part  of  his  vacation  in  Washing- 
ton, D.  C. 

Captain  Charles  S.  Cotton,  U.  S.  N.,  is  on  waiting 
orders  at  Mare  Island  in  readiness  to  assume  command 
of  the  Philadelphia. 

Captain  John  J.  Read,  U.  S.  N.,  is  now  in  command 
of  the  receiving-ship  Independence  at  Mare  Island. 

Surgeon  G.  P.  Bradley,  U.  S.  N„  mil  report  to-day 
for  duty  at  the  Mare  Island  Navy  Yard. 

Lieutenant  D.  D.  Johnson,  Fifth  Artillery,  U.  S.  A., 
military  instructor  at  the  University  of  St.  Louis,  is  pass- 
ing his  vacation  at  Magnolia,  Mass. 

Lieutenant  Garland  N.  Whistler.  Fifth  Artillery,  U.  S. 
A.,  has  been  granted  an  extension  of  six  months  on  his 
present  leave  of  absence. 

Lieutenant  Thomas  Ridgway,  Fifth  Artillery,  U.  S. 
A.,  has  been  granted  three  months'  leave  of  absence  ow- 
ing to  illness.  Lieutenant  Ridgway  and  family  recently 
visited  Fort  Monroe,  Va.,  and  Garden  City.  Long  Island. 

Lieutenant  Joseph  E.  Kuhn,  Corps  of  Engineers,  U. 
S.  A.,  has  arrived  here  for  duty,  accompanied  by  his  wife 
and  son. 

Lieutenant  G.  W.  S.  Stevens,  First  Artillery,  U.  S.  A., 
was  the  guest  recently,  at  West  Point,  of  Lieutenant 
Thomas  Bentley  Mott,  U.  S.  A. 


The  ladies  of  the  Mercantile  Library  Auxiliary 
announce  a  novel  and  interesting  entertainment  for 
the  benefit  of  the  library  on  Saturday,  September 
ist,  at  the  California  Theatre.  Mrs.  Louise 
Humphrey-Smith,  a  lady  well  known  in  San  Fran- 
cisco, will  give  Robert  Browning's  powerful  drama, 
"  A  Blot  on  the  'Scutcheon."  Mrs.  Humphrey- 
Smith  will  produce  the  play — which  Barrett  calls 
"  the  greatest  of  dramas "  —  with  appropriate 
change  of  scenery  and  accompanied  by  a  complete 
orchestra — a  rendering  which,  as  a  dramatic  mono- 
logue, has  been  highly  praised.  Tickets  may  be 
obtained  at  the  library,  corner  of  Van  Ness  and 
Golden  Gate  Avenues,  of  members  of  the  Auxiliary, 
and  of  the  following  named  ladies  :  Mrs.  Henry 
Gibbons,  920  Polk  Street ;  Mrs.  Dudley  C.  Bates, 
1705  Octavia  Street ;  Miss  Sarah  D.  Hamlin,  1708 
Clay  Street ;  Mrs.  Frank  J.  Symmes,  630  Harri- 
son ;  Mrs.  M.  R.  Lansing,  1935  Pacific  Avenue  ; 
Mrs.  P.  B.  Cornwall,  corner  Buchanan  and  Page  ; 
Mrs.  Fanny  Lent,  699  Polk  Street ;  Mrs.  Louise 
Humphrey-Smith,  735  Sutter  ;  and  Mrs.  Isadore 
Burns,  404  Van  Ness  Avenue. 


A  very  creditable  book  on  the  resources  of  the 
Sacramento  Valley  has  just  been  issued  by  the  Sac- 
ramento Bee,  under  the  title  of  "  Where  California 
Fruits  Grow."  It  devotes  nearly  two  hundred 
pages  to  the  subject,  describing,  in  pictures  and 
text,  the  county,  its  resources,  and  the  citizens  who 
have  developed  them.  There  are  two  indexes — 
one  to  the  reading-matter  and  the  other  to  the 
text.  Published  by  James  McClatchy  &  Co.,  Sac- 
ramento. 


•'Our  Society"  Blue  Book. 

The  fashionable  private  address  directory,  con- 
taining the  lists  of  names,  addresses,  and  reception 
days  of  the  leading  society  people,  is  now  in  press 
at  the  H.  S.  Crocker  Company.  Address  all  com- 
munications and  changes  to  Charles  C.  Hoag,  pub- 
lisher, 179  Crocker  Building,  San  Francisco. 


—  Sanborn,  Vail  &  Co.  are  agents  for 
Winsor  &  Newton,  London,  manufacturers  of  the 
choicest  materials  for  artists'  use  in  the  world. 
741-745  Market  Street. 


—  Spectacles  and  eye-glasses  accurately 
fitted  at  reasonable  prices.  Henry  Kahn  &  Co., 
opticians,  642  Market  Street,  Chronicle  Building. 


—  Ladies  outing  shirts  and  waists   made 
to  order  at  Carmany's,  25  Kearny  Street. 


—  Shreve's  Gun  Store  moved  to  739  Mar. 
ket  Street,  opposite  Examiner  office.     Look  at  it ! 


— Moore's  Poison-Oak  Remedy.    Cures  poi- 
son-oak  and  all  skin  diseases. 


MUSICAL    NOTES. 


The  Wismer  Concert. 

Mr.  Hother  Wismer  gave  a  farewell  concert  last 
Wednesday  evening  in  the  Maple  Room  at  the 
Palace  Hotel.  A  large  audience  was  present  and 
the  following  programme  was  ably  presented  : 

Quartet,  op.  47,  Schumann:  /. — Allegro  ma  nontroppo, 
//. — Scherzo,  ///.  —  Andante  cantabile,  II'. —  Finale, 
vivace,  Messrs.  Wismer,  Solomon,  Lada,  and  Sundland ; 
song,  (a)  "  Spring  Night,"  (b)  "  With  Myrtle  and  Roses," 
Schumann,  Mrs.  Mathilde  Wismer  ;  violin  solo,  concerto 
allegro,  B.  Molique,  Mr.  Hother  Wismer  ;  song,  "  Fors  e 
Lui,"  ("  La  Traviata"),  Verdi,  Miss  Lillie  Goodman,  ac- 
companied by  Mr.  H.  E.  Pasmore  ;  sonata,  op.  21,  for 
violin  and  piano,  N.  W.  Gade:  /. — Adagio  allegro  di 
molto,  /I. — Larghetto  allegro  vivace,  ///.  —  Adagio — 
allegro  molto  vivace,  Miss  Ada  E.  Weigel  and  Mr.  Hother 
Wismer  ;  song,  Mr.  J.  C.  Hughes  ;  violin  solo,  (a)  "  Ro- 
mance," Svendsen,  (b)  "  Taran telle,"  Lauterbach,  Mr. 
Hother  Wismer. 


The  Doomcheff  Concert. 

Costia  Doomcheff,  the  young  violinist,  gave  his 
first  concert  here  last  Tuesday  evening  at  Metro- 
politan Hall,  and  was  cordially  received  by  an  en- 
thusiastic audience.  He  played  for  an  hour  and  a 
half,  and  was  frequently  encored  in  the  presenta- 
tion of  the  following  interesting  programme  : 

Concerto  No.  i,  Beriot ;  Berceuse,  Costia  Doomcheff; 
Fantaisie  de  l'Opera,  "  Ascoldova  Moguila,"  Vieux- 
temps ;  "  Les  Oiseaux  sur  l'arbre."  Hauser ;  "  Le 
Rossignol,"  Vieuxtemps  ;  "Obertass,"  Weniawski  ;  Fan- 
taisie de  l'Opera,  "Moise"  (performed  on  the  G  string 
alone),  Paganini;  "Bohemian  Dance,"  Nachez. 

His  final  concert  will  take  place  to-night  at 
Metropolitan  Hall. 

Miss  Lilian  K.  Slinkey  departs  for  Milan,  Italy, 
soon  to  cultivate  her  voice.  Her  many  friends 
are  to  tender  her  a  testimonial  benefit  con- 
cert at  Metropolitan  Hall  on  Thursday  evening, 
August  30th.  Some  of  our  best-known  vocalists 
and  instrumentalists  will  participate,  and  the  pro- 
gramme will  be  highly  interesting.  Seats  will  be 
on  sale  at  Sherman,  Clay  &  Co.,  Wednesday  morn- 
ing, August  29th. 

Mr.  H.  B.  Pasmore  gave  his  first  musicale  of  the 
season  at  his  residence  on  Friday  evening.  The 
select  audience  present  enjoyed  numbers  per- 
formed by  Miss  Lillie  Goodman,  Miss  Mary  L. 
Carr,  Miss  A.  K.  Flint,  Mrs.  R.  L.  Middleton, 
Miss  Gerda  Wismer,  Miss  Lizzie  Warden,  Mr. 
Hother  Wismer,  Mr.  Abe  Sundland,  Miss  Theresa 
Ehrmann,  and  Miss  Mary  Pasmore. 


Manuella  y  Palido,  of  Madrid,  is  the  only  woman 
lawyer  of  Spain. 


No  fear  of 

failure  in  making 

bread  and  cake  if  you  use 

dveMtfs 

^"BoldngPoHrler 

It    always    makes    light, 
wholesome  food. 

"Pure"  and  "  Sure." 


°l  ^.WomenW. 


and  Women  only 

Are  most  competent  to  fully  appreciate  the 
purity,  sweetness,  and  delicacy  of  CtrncuKA 
Soap,  and  to  discover  new  uses  for  it  daily. 

In  the  preparation  of  curative  washes,  solu- 
tions, etc.,  for  annoying  irritations,  chafings, 
and  excoriations  of  the  skin  and  mucou3 
membrane,  or  too  free  or  offensive  perspira- 
tion, it  has  proved  most  grateful. 

Cuticuka  Soap  appeals  to  the  refined  and 
cultivated  everywhere,  as  the  most  effective 
skin  purifying  and  beautifying  soap,  as  well 
as  purest  and  sweetest  for  toilet. 

Potteb  Dana  and  Chem.  Corp.,  Boston. 


Attention,  Connoisseurs 


1881 


Exported  to    Bermuda,    thence 
to    Bremen,    thence   to   Hamburg, 
LllPl/V  an(*    t*ien    ky    ship    Orpheus,    five 

WnluMf  years  ago,  to  this  port,  laying  in 

bonded  warehouse.  Here  is  an 
nF-IMPflRTF  fl  opportunity  for  connoisseurs  to 
UL'llfirUli  I  LU.  buy  one  barrel  or  more,  direct  from 
bonded  warehouse.  Orders  will  be  given  on  warehouse. 
After  thirteen  years,  the  natural  evaporation  being  great, 
the  barrels  now  contain  from  25  to  27  gallons  of  PURE 
WHISKY,  originally  45  to  47  gallons.  Will  sell  at 
So. 50  per  gallon,  re-gauged.  Send  your  orders  for 
same  to  MAC,  SADLKK  &  CO., 

49  Beale  Street,  S.  F. 


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Central  to  all  lines  of  cars. 


PATENTS 


Caveats,  Trade-marks,  Design  Patents,  Copyrights, 

And  all  Patent  husinesa  conducted  Tor 
MODERATE  FEES. 

Information  and  advice  given  to  Inventors  wltnoul 
charge.  Address 

PRESS  CLAIMS  CO., 
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Managing  Attorney, 

P.  O.  Box  46S.  Washington,  D.C 

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the  largest  and  most  influential  newspapers  In  the 
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printing  this  advertisement  vouches  for  tho  responsi- 
bility and  high  standing  of  the  Press  Claims  Company. 


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ARGONAUT. 


AuGust  27,  1894. 


Banks. 


THE  BAKK  OF  CALIFORNIA, 

SAN  FRANCISCO. 


Capital 83,000,000  00 

Surplusaiid  Undivided  Froets    3,347.584  03 

January  1,  1894. 


William  Alvokd President 

Thomas  Brown Cashier 

S.  Prentiss  Smith Assistant  Cashier 

Irving  F.  Moulton 2d  Assistant  Cashier 


CORRESPONDENTS : 

-.      ,r    ,  (Messrs.  Laidlaw  &"Co. 

New  York f  The  Bank  of  New  York,  N.  B.  A. 

Boston Tremont  National  Bank 

London Messrs.  N.  M.  Rothschild  &  Sons 

Paris Messrs.  De  Rothschild  Freres 

Virginia  City,  Nev Agency  of  the  Bank  of_ California 

Chicago Union  National  Bank 

St.  Louis Boatmen's  Bank 

Australia  and  New  Zealand Bank  of  New  Zealand 

China,  Japan,  and  India Chartered  Bank  of  India, 

Austialia,  and  China 

Letters  of  Credit  issued  available  in  all  parts  of  the  world. 

Draw  direct  on  New  York,  Boston,  Chicago,  St.  Louis, 
Salt  Lake,  Denver,  Kansas  City,  New  Orleans,  Portland, 
Or.,  Los  Angeles,  and  on  London,  Paris,  Berlin,  Ham- 
burg, Bremen,  Fran kfort-on- Main,  Copenhagen,  Stock- 
holm, Christiana,  Switzerland,  Melbourne,  Sydney,  Auck- 
land, Hong  Kong,  Shanghai,  Yokohama,  Genoa,  and  all 
cities  in  Italy. ^^ 

California  Safe  Deposit  and 
Trust  Co. 

PAID-UP  CAPITAL SI, 000,000 


Corner  Montgomery  and  California  Sts.,  S.  F. 

J.  D.  Fry,  President.    Henry  Williams,  Vice-President. 
J.  Dalzell  Brown,  Secretary  and  Treasurer. 


This  Company  is  authorized  by  law  to  act  as  Executor, 
Administrator,  Assignee,  Receiver,  or  Trustee.  It  is  a 
legal  depositary  for  Court  and  Trust  Funds.  Will  take 
entire  charge  of  Real  and  Personal  Estates,  collecting 
the  income  and  profits,  and  attending  to  all  such  details 
as  an  individual  in  like  capacity  could  do. 

Acts  as  Registrar  and  Transfer  Agent  of  all  Stocks 
and  Bonds. 

Receives  depositsjsubject  to  check  andjallows  interest 
at  the  rate  of  two  per  cent,  per  annum  on  daily  balances. 
Issues  certificates  of  deposit  bearing  fixed  rates  of  interest. 

Receives  deposits  in  its  savings  department,  and  allows 
the  usual  rates  of  interest  thereon. 

RENTS  SAFES  inside  its  burglar-proof  vaults  at 
prices  from  $5  per  annum  upwards,  according  to  size. 
Valuables  of  all  kinds  may  be  stored  at  low  rates. 

■Wills  drawn  and  taken  care  of  without 
charge.     Call  or  -write  for  circular. 

WELLS  FARGO  &CO/S  BANK 

N.  E.  Cor.  Sansome  and  Sutter  Sts. 

San  Francisco,  Cal. 

Cash  Capital  and  Surplus 96, 250, 000 

J  no.  J.Valentine,  President;  Homer  S.  Kinc,  Manager. 
H.  Wadsworth,  Cashier;  F.  L.  Lipman,  Asst-Cashier. 
Directors — John  J.  Valentine,  Benj.  P.  Cheney,  Oliver 
Eldridge,  Henry  E.  Huntington,  Homer  S.  King,  Geo.  E. 
Gray,  J  ohn  J.  McCook,  Charles  F.  Crocker,  DudleyEvans. 

BANK  OF  SISSON,   CROCKER  &  GO. 

(Incorporated  April  25,  1892.) 
322  Fine  Street,  San  Francisco. 

Directors : 
Geo.    W.    Scott,   President ;    W.    W.    Van  Arsdale, 
Cashier ;  J.  H.  Strobridge,  D.  W.  Earl,  J.  H.  Sisson,  F. 
H.  Green,  J.  M.  Haven. 

Receives  deposits;  dealers  in  exchange;  a  general 
banking  business  transacted. 

THE  GROCKER-WOOLWORTH  NATIONAL  BANK 

OF    SAN    FRANCISCO. 


THE    ALLEGED    HUMORISTS. 


Faid-up  Capital SI, 000, 000 

Surplus     Fund     and     Undivided 

Fronts 450,000 

DIRECTORS: 
Wm.    H.    Crocker,   President;  W.    E.   Brown,   Vice- 
President  ;  G.  W.  Kline,  Cashier  ;  Chas.  F.  Crocker, 
E.  B.  Pond. 


CONNECTICUT  FIRE  INSURANCE  CO. 

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Deacon  Parker — "  Did  you  smell  onions  ?  "  Col 
Korn — "  Not  till  you  spoke." — Life. 

Wife — "  What  can  I  do  to  please  ray  own  little 
hubby  on  his  birthday  to-morrow  ?  "  Hubby — "  Sell 
the  piano." — Truth. 

He — "Has  your  father  been  vaccinated  yet?" 
She — "No;  he  is  going  to  be  to-morrow."  He — 
"  Tell  him  to  have  it  done  on  the  foot." — New  York 
Su?i. 

"  What  does  it  mean  when  a  prince  gives  a  ballet- 
dancer  a  diamond  necklace  ?  "  "It  probably  means 
that  he  has  married  an  American  heiress." — Pick- 
Me-Up. 

The  tennis-court  :  She — "What  do  you  think  of 
Mr.  Martin's  playing?"  Rival— "  I  think  he  is 
singularly  bad  in  doubles,  and  doubly  bad  in  sin- 
gles."— Life. 

Peacemaker — "Laura,  haven't  you  and  Irene 
kissed  and  made  up  yet?"  Laura — "Oh,  yes. 
That  is,  we  kissed.  She  was  already  made  up." — 
Chicago  Tribune. 

"  Rise  in  de  worl'  all  yoh  kin,"  said  Uncle  Eben 
to  the  young  man,  "  but  doan  fohgit  yoh  reppyta- 
tion.  Hit  do  come  in  handy  foh  er  parachute." — 
Washington  Star. 

She  (haughtily)— "  I  beg  your  pardon,  sir;  you 
have  the  advantage  of  me."  He  (jauntily) — "  1 
should  say  I  had.  I  am  the  fellow  you  jilted  ten 
years  ago." — Boston  Transcript. 

Mr.  Manhattan—' "  Do  you  wear  ear-muffs  in 
Boston  when  it  is  very  cold  ?  "  Mr.  Bunker  Hill — 
"  Certainly  we  do."  Mr.  Manhattan — "  Then  the 
streets  can  not  be  so  very  narrow  after  all." — 
Siftings. 

"In  the  *irst  part  of  your  article,  Mr.  Spacer," 
said  the  editor  to  the  new  reporter,  "you  say  it 
rained  bullets."  "Yes,  sir."  "And  in  the  last 
part  you  say  it  hailed  bullets.  Now,  which  is 
right?"— Puck. 

He — "Your  family  portraits  are  very  interesting. 
Miss  Wabash.  Who  is  this  distinguished-looking 
personage?"  Site — "That  is  my  grandfather." 
He—"  Was  he  an  earl,  also  ?  "  She—"  No,  only  a 
cardinal." — Truth. 

The  Sultan — "  I  am  to  be  married  next  Monday, 
and  again  on  Friday  next.  Won't  you  grace,  by 
your  presence,  at  least  one  of  my  weddings?" 
The  Shah — "  How  provoking  !  Have  weddings  of 
my  own  for  both  dates." — Life. 

Eligible  millionaire — "I  wonder  why  a  girl  al- 
ways shuts  her  eyes  when — er — a  fellow  kisses  her." 
Fair  aristocrat — "  I  never  noticed  anything  of  the 
sort,  but  I  suppose  it  depends  upon  the  kind  of  face 
the  fellow  has." — Pick-Me-Up. 

Rambler—"  That  Bartlett  girl  thinks  a  great  deal 
of  me.  When  I  told  her  I  was  going  around  the 
world,  she  asked  me  to  be  sure  and  write  her  from 
every  place  I  visited."  Witter—"  Yes  ;  she  is  col- 
lecting postage-stamps." — New  Yo.rk  Sun. 

Wanted  information  :  Officer — "  Here  is  the  man 
who  went  through  your  house  the  other  night  while 
your  family  was  asleep.  Would  you  like  to  ques- 
tion hira?"  Mr.  Outlait— "  If  you  please.  Pris- 
oner, what  did  you  wear  on  your  feet?" — Puck. 

"  We  must  part,"  he  declared,  with  quivering 
lip.  The  wife  stood  silent,  with  averted  head. 
"  It  is  impossible  for  us  to  live  together,"  he  in- 
sisted, as  he  fastened  the  only  life-preserver  on 
board  to  his  person.  Then  the  vessel  foundered. — 
Pick-Me-Up. 

"  Deah  me  !  "  said  the  bore,  interrupting  the  con- 
versation at  a  few  minutes  after  twelve,  "  I  believe 
it  must  be  time  to  go."  "Oh,  no;  it  can't  be," 
said  the  tired  girl,  emphatically  ;  "  that  time  won't 
come  around  again  till  to-morrow  evening." — Chi- 
cago Record. 

Proportionately  to  the  size  of  the  insect's  body, 
an  ant's  brain  is  said  to  be  larger  than  the  brain  of 
any  known  creature.  Ants  seem  to  display  reason- 
ing ability,  calculation,  reflection,  and  good  judg- 
ment.— Journal  of  '/.oophily.  Is  there  no  way  of 
gelling  a  few  of  these  animals  into  the  United 
States  Senate  7— Life. 

First  girl — "  1  like  a  man  with  a  past.  A  man 
with  a  past  is  always  interesting."  Second  girl — 
"  Tfiat's  true,  but  I  don't  think  he's  nearly  so  inter- 
esting as  the  man  with  a  future."  Third  girl— 
"  The  man  who  interests  me  is  the  man  with  a 
present,  and  the  more  expensive  the  present  is,  the 
more  interest  I  take  in  it." — Boston  Budget. 

finks  (on  the  rail) — "I  was  talking  with  an  emi- 
nent physician  in  the  smoker."  Mrs.  finks  — 
"What  is  his  name?"  finks — "He  didn't  men- 
lion  it,  and  1  did  not  like  to  ask."  Mrs.  finks — 
"Then  why  do  you  think  he  is  an  eminent  phy- 
sician?" finks — "I  asked  him  what  was  the  best 
cure  for  consumption,  and  he  said  lie  didn't  know." 
—Puck. 


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TABLE    OF    CONTENTS. 

Editorial:  The  New  Law  of  the  Land — The  Tariff  of  the  Sugar  Trust 
and  the  Democratic  Congress — A  Factitious  Revival  of  Trade — Un- 
promising Outlook  for  the  Future — The  Austrian  Methods  of  Railroad 
Administration — The  "Zone-Tariff"  System — How  it  Works — A  Move 
for  International  Laws  on  Marriage  and  Divorce — How  Matrimony  is 
Regulated  in  Various  Countries — The  United  States  Leads  the  World 
in  Divorces — General  Dimond's  Report  on  the  "Military  Operations" 
of  the  National  Guard — An  Edifying  Lot  of  Telegrams — What  the 
Officers  Said  of  their  Men — Cookery  Classes  in  the  Public  Schools — 
What  the  Children  are  being  Taught — Useful  Lessons  for  Future  Men 
and  Women — The  Sinkingof  the  Eritish  Transport  Ship  by  a  Japanese 
Man-of-War — Keen  Diplomacy  of  the  Japs 1-3 

Poker  Joe's  Bluff:  A  Tragedy  in  a  Mining-Camp.  By  Lewis  Henry 
Eddy 4 

Secrets  of  the  Second  Empire:  Mysteries  of  Napoleon  the  Third's 
Court  Revealed  by  a  New  Historian — Louis  Napoleon's  Half-Brother, 
the  Due  de  Moray — A  Tangle  of  Left-Handed  Marriages 5 

Mr.  Barnes,  of  Boston:  Why  the  New  York  Brokers  Fired  him  Out 
upon  his  Neck-—"  Flaneur"  Elucidates  the  Peculiar  Etiquette  of  the 
Stock  Exchange— The  Awful  Crime  of  Not  Wearing  a  Coat — What 
Happened  to  Mr.  Barnes — The  Exchange  a  Law  unto  Itself — Gener- 
osity of  the  Brokers — Wrecks  of  the  Street— Fortunes  Made  and  Lost 
in  a  Day 5 

A  Male  Godiva:  How  a  Captain  of  Hussars  and  a  Horse-Fly  Startled 
a  French  City.     By  Leon  de  Tinseau 6 

The  Yachting  at  Cowes  :  An  International  Love-Feast — The  Goulds 
as  Guests  of  the  Prince  of  Wales — Yachting-Celebrities  Galore  on  the 
Solent — Dinners  and  Fetes  where  Americans  and  Princes  Mingled — 
Americans  who  Sneered  at  the  Gould 's  "  Social  Position  "  in  New 
York — The  Coolness  between  the  American  Crcesus  and  the  British 
Yachtsmen — The  Blackballing  of  Mr.  Clarke — A  Woman  in  the  Case     7 

Old  Favorites:  "Apple-Blossoms,"  by  Nora  Perry  ;  "  Kathie  Morris," 
by  Thomas  Bailey  Aldrich 7 

Individualities:  Notes  About  Prominent  People  all  Over  the  World 7 

Literary  Notes:  The  Art  of  Choosing  a  Wife — New  Publications — 
Personal  and  Miscellaneous  Gossip — Journalistic  Chit-Chat 8-9 

Drama  :  Jerome  K.  Jerome's  "The  Councillor's  Wife" — Stage  Gossip.  ..  10 

Vanity  Fair:  Baroness  de  Rothschild's  Dainty  Farm — The  Proper  Size 
for  a  Woman's  Waist — How  the  Newport  Maiden  Bathes — The  Real 
Creator  of  Beauty — A  New  Dining  Fashion  in  Paris — What  Girls 
Read  and  How  they  Marry — "Court  Photographer  to  the  Cabinet 
Ladies  " — American  Brides  in  English  Society — Origin  of  the  High 
Hand-Shake — A  Recipe  for  Selecting  a  Husband n 

The  Moulin  Rouge:  A  Vivid  Sketch  of  a  Famous  Place  in  Paris 12 

Storyettes:  Grave  and  Gay,  Epigrammatic  and  Otherwise — A  Seasick 
Man's  Joke  —  Beaconsfi eld's  Joke  on  Himself —  Lord  Randolph 
Churchill  and  the  Combined  First  Families  of  Philadelphia — Another 
Story  on  Horace  Greeley's  Handwriting — Sad  State  of  a  Penitent 
Drunk — Two  Tales  on  a  Famous  Bore — Queer  Railroads  in  Ireland— 
An  Old  Gentleman's  Sharp  Wit — Queen  Victoria  as  a  Dramatic  Critic 
— A  Joke  in  the  House  of  Representatives 13 

Society:  Movements  and  Whereabouts — Notes  and  Gossip — Army  and 
Navy  News 14-15 

Vers  de  Societe  :    "The   Fencing    Belles  of    Boston";    "To "; 

"  Dorris 's  Shoe-Strings  "  ;  "A  Dangerous  Metamorphosis,"  by  Ernest 
Graham  Dewey;  "To  My  Lady's  Pug  Dog."  by  J.  A.  Hamilton 15 

The  Alleged  Humorists:  Paragraphs  Ground  out  by  the  Dismal  Wits 
of  the  Day ig 


I  Since  midnight  of  Monday,  August  27th,  we  have  all 
been  living  under  a  new  law — a  law  which  affects  every 
human  being  in  this  vast  country — the  new  tariff  of  the 
Sugar  Trust  and  the  Democratic  Congress. 

Already  the  Democratic  organs  are  busily  at  work, 
prophesying  a  "revival  of  industry."  It  would  be  strange 
if  there  were  not  some  movement.  The  Democratic  party 
has  been  throttling  the  country  for  these  many  months,  and 
now  that  it  has  temporarily  taken  its  hands  from  the 
victim's  throat,  it  is  only  natural  that  the  half-strangled 
body  should  shudder  and  try  to  fill  its  lungs.  But  the 
Democrats  promise  only  a  brief  breathing-space.  Presi- 
dent Cleveland,  Chairman  Wilson,  and  ail  of  the  free-trade 
fanatics  say  that  "the  citadel  of  protection  is  not  yet 
stormed,"  and  promise  a  renewed  attack.     Let  us  hope  that 


by  the  time  another  Congress  meets,  the  country  will  have 
recovered  from  its  transitory  mania,  and  relegated  these  in- 
dustrial lunatics  to  the  political  limbo  where  they  belong. 
We  may  hope  this  with  confidence  as  far  as  concerns  the 
representatives,  for  the  people  elect  them.  As  to  the  sen- 
ators, we  shall  have  them,  by  the  grace  of  the  Sugar  Trust, 
for  varying  periods,  and  President  Cleveland  we  must  en- 
dure for  over  two  years  more. 

But  how  about  the  "  revival  of  industry "  of  which  the 
Democratic  organs  talk?  We  fear  that  it  will  be  only  a 
temporary  movement.  Stocks  have  been  allowed  to  run 
down  by  merchants  all  over  the  country,  while  they  waited 
for  the  tardy  Democratic  Congress  to  take  action  on  the 
tariff.  Now  that  the  Sugar  Trust  Tariff  has  become  a  law, 
the  merchants  will  replenish  their  depleted  stocks,  and  there 
will  be  a  temporary  movement  of  money.  So,  too,  with  the 
whisky- dealers — -all  over  the  United  States  during  the  ten 
days  when  Grover  Cleveland  fretted  over  the  swindling  bill 
which  he  at  last  was  ashamed  to  sign,  the  Whisky  Trust  was 
taking  whisky  out  of  bond.  In  front  of  ever}7  gin-mill 
throughout  the  land  were  rows  on  rows  of  whisky-barrels, 
taken  out  of  bond  by  the  trust  to  avoid  the  increased  duty, 
sold  to  the  wholesalers  on  long  credit,  and  sold  by  them  to 
the  gin-mill  keepers.  This  also  will  cause  a  marked  move- 
ment of  money  ;  in  fact,  the  amount  paid  in  for  customs 
and  internal  revenue  during  the  past  two  weeks  has  been 
more  than  in  many  preceding  months.  But  this,  as  we  said, 
is  transitory,  and  as  soon  as  the  merchants'  stocks  are  re- 
plenished and  the  rum-sellers'  cellars  full,  this  factitious 
monetary  movement  will  cease. 

What  then?  Does  any  honest  Democrat  believe  that  the 
millions  of  idle  workingmen  throughout  the  land  are  going 
to  obtain  work  under  this  beneficent  law  ?  Does  any  honest 
Democrat  believe  that  all  the  idle  looms,  the  shut-down 
mines,  the  closed  factories,  whose  ruin  was  caused  by  the 
Democratic  free-trade  panic  of  1S93,  are  going  to  be  set  go- 
ing again  by  the  Democratic  Sugar  Trust  Tariff  of  1894? 

A  part  of  the  workingmen  will  get  employment  and  some 
of  the  mills  and  factories  will  be  set  going  again.     But  it  will 

:  be  under  changed  conditions.     The  country  is  already  being 

1  deluged  with  imports.  The  bonded  warehouses  are  bursting 
with   goods.       Already    the    balance    of   trade   has    turned 

:  against  us,  and  our  gold  reserve,  which  has  dwindled  so 
rapidly  under  Democratic  maladministration,  will  disappear 

1  as  American  gold  goes  out  of  the  country  to  pay  for  foreign 
goods.  Ever}'  manufacturer  will  be  subjected  to  sharp  for- 
eign competition  from  Europe.  He  will  be  forced  to  reduce 
wages  to  continue  business.     The  reduction  of  the  duty  will 

:  represent  the  reduction  to  be  made  in  wages.     The  working- 

|  men  will  resist  the  reduction  of  wages  ;  there  have  been 
many  and  bloody  strikes   under  the  beneficent  Democratic 

j  rule  ;  there  will  be  more.  But  a  manufacturer  can  not  run 
his  business  at  a  loss  ;  he  is  competing  with  the  cheap  labor 
of  Europe  ;  his  prices  are  fixed  by  European  prices  ;  his 
workmen's  wages  must  be  fixed  by  European  workmen's 
wages.  The  remaining  two  years  of  Democratic  misrule — 
the  last,  let  us  hope,  for  many  years — will  see  lower  wages 
paid  to  workmen  than  have  been  known  in  the  United  States 
for  a  generation,  while  the  last  two  years  of  Republican 
government,  under  the  system  of  protection,  saw  the  highest 
wages  ever  paid  in  the  history  of  the  world. 

Yet  the  workingmen,  despite  this  fact,  voted  in  1892 
against  Republican  protection  to  American  labor.  Fools 
and  blind  !  They  have  sowed  the  wind — now  let  them  reap 
the  whirlwind. 


In  discussing  the  question  of  governmental  operation  of 
railroads,  let  us  take  up  the  Austrian  system.  In  certain 
features  of  its  railroad  policy,  Austria  has  been  the  most 
conservative  of  European  countries,  in  others  it  has  been  the 
most  radical.  When  railroad  building  began  throughout 
Europe,  the  Austrian  Government  set  its  face  against  the 
innovation  ;  the  new  order  of  things  was  undermining 
Austrian  influence  in  European  affairs,  and  the  railroads 
were  a  part  of  the  hated  new  order.  Private  corporations 
were  granted  concessions,  however,  on  the  curious  ground 


that  "the  thing  could  not  maintain  itself  anyhow,"  and, 
these  roads  having  proved  their  value,  the  government  re- 
versed its  policy.  The  investment  of  private  capital  was 
encouraged  in  every  wray,  for  the  government  was  opposed 
to  state  ownership.  By  1 S66,  interest  had  been  guaranteed 
on  two  hundred  and  fifty  millions  of  dollars  of  the  private 
capital  invested  in  railways.  In  its  efforts  to  encourage  the 
construction  of  private  roads,  the  action  of  the  government 
was  most  progressive,  as  in  the  enactment,  in  1S3S,  of  a 
general  law  .providing  for  the  organization  and  operation  of 
railway  corporations.  At  that  time  a  general  corporation 
law  was  a  radical  innovation  in  Europe.  Prussia,  then  one 
of  the  most  progressive  countries,  followed  with  a  similar 
law  a  few  months  later  ;  but  it  was  not  until  1845  that  such 
an  enactment  was  placed  upon  the  statute  books  in  Eng- 
land. As  a  further  encouragement,  the  government  pro- 
vided that  each  company  should  have  a  monopoly  of  the 
traffic  in  its  own  locality,  following  the  example  of  France 
in  this  particular. 

Private  capital,  however,  was  both  timid  and  scarce,  and 
the  Austrian  Government  soon  found  itself  compelled  to 
undertake  the  construction  of  roads  itself,  selling  them  when 
completed  to  private  companies.  These  roads  were  sold  for 
less  than  the  cost  of  construction — in  many  cases  for  half  the 
original  cost.  In  spite  of  these  efforts,  private  management 
did  not  thrive,  and,  after  the  general  financial  depression  of 
1873,  the  government  found  it  necessary  to  operate  many  of 
the  lines  in  order  to  preserve  the  system.  Its  ..policy  still 
favored  private  ownership,  but  the  private  companies  were 
powerless  to  operate  their  roads.  The  Austrian  Government 
now  owns  and  operates  forty-two  per  cent,  of  the  railroad 
mileage  of  the  country,  and  leases  and  operates  twenty-four 
per  cent,  more,  leaving  only  about  one-third  to  be  operated 
by  private  companies.  Hungary,  always  more  radical  than 
Austria  in  its  railway  policy,  entered  willingly  upon  govern- 
ment ownership  and  management,  but,  owing  to  special  cir- 
cumstances, it  operates  only  fifty -two  per  cent,  of  its  roads. 

It  was  in  Hungary  that  the  "  zone-tariff"  system  was  first 
introduced,  Austria  following  a  few  months  later.  With 
Buda-Pesth  as  a  centre,  successive  circles  are  drawn,  and 
the  space  between  each  two  succeeding  circles  forms  a  zone. 
These  zones  are  nine  and  one-half  miles  wide,  except  the 
last  two,  which  measure  fifteen  and  one-half  miles.  Both 
passenger  and  freight  rates  increase  uniformly  with  each 
zone  passed  through,  all  distances  beyond  the  thirteenth 
zone  having  the  same  rate.  For  short  distances,  a  "  vicinity 
tariff"  has  been  established,  a  one-station  journey  costing 
four  cents,  a  two-station  journey,  six  cents.  Tickets  are  not 
sold  from  station  to  station,  but  for  distances,  and  may  be 
used  for  the  designated  distance  in  any  direction  and  at  any 
time.  The  result  of  this  system  lias  been  extremely  favor- 
able, the  passenger  traffic  increasing  threefold  for  the  first 
year,  and  the  net  earnings  increasing  thirty  to  forty  per 
cent.  The  Austrian  system  is  similar  in  its  main  features, 
Vienna  being  made  the  centre. 

The  zone  system  is,  in  reality,  a  modified  application  of 
the  old  principle  of  charging  what  the  traffic  will  bear,  the 
rates  for  extremely  long  and  short  hauls  being  reduced, 
while  the  middle  distances  pay  a  sufficient  rate  to  make  up 
the  difference.  The  success  in  Hungary  has  been  due  partly 
to  the  great  increase  in  short  distance  traffic  and  partly  to 
the  general  reduction  of  rates  allowed.  With  similar  re- 
ductions under  like  circumstances,  the  same  improvement 
would  be  noted  whether  rates  jumped  up  with  each  zone  of 
six  or  ten  miles  or  gradually  increased  with  each  mile. 

The  adoption  of  the  zone  system,  with  its  incidental  re- 
duction in  rates,  is  to  be  placed  to  the  credit  of  the  govern- 
ment, the  private  roads  having  been  compelled  to  adopt  it 
by  its  success  on  the  state  lines.  When  the  expenses  of  the 
two  systems  are  compared,  the  state  roads  again  appear  in 
the  more  favorable  light.  The  average  cost  of  the  state 
roads  is  $81,265  Per  m^e — a  small  sum  when  compared 
with  the  cost  of  the  other  roads  in  Europe,  and  extremeiv 
small  when  compared  with  $137,823,  the  cost  of  the 
roads  in  Austria.  The  private  roads  pay  $1 58  for  c 
expenses  on  each  mile  of  road  to  each  $100  paid 


2 


THE         ARGONAUT. 


September  3,  1894. 


state  lines,  $2,856  to  $2,158  per  mile  for  maintenance  of 
way,  and  $3,079  to  $1,643  f°r  traffic  expenses.  Thus  the 
state  roads  appear  to  be  more  economically  operated 
throughout.  The  cost  of  administration  would  be  expected 
to  be  less  on  the  state  roads,  for  the  multiplicity  of  high- 
priced  officials  is  done  away  with,  but  the  expense  of  haul- 
ing goods  is  little  more  than  half  as  great,  while  the  cost  of 
keeping  the  road  in  repair  is  only  about  three-quarters  of 
that  on  the  private  lines. 

Comparing  the  receipts,  however,  the  advantage  is  on  the 
other  side.  The  earnings  for  each  mile  on  the  state  roads 
($4,760)  is  a  little  more  than  one-third  those  of  the  private 
roads  ($13,520).  In  other  words,  for  each  $100  per  mile 
the  state  lines  receive,  the  private  roads  take  in  $284.  Thus, 
while  the  private  lines  are  more  expensively  operated,  their 
receipts  are  more  than  sufficient  to  overcome  the  difference. 
On  each  thousand  dollars  received,  the  state  roads  pay  out 
$649,  leaving  $351  for  profits  :  the  private  roads  pay  out 
$44S,  having  $552  left.  This  difference  is  partly  accounted 
for  by  the  fact  that  the  freight  rates  are  lower  on  the  state 
roads.  Freight  pays  on  an  average  1.72  cents  a  ton-mile  on 
the  state  roads,  and  2.06  cents  on  the  private  roads.  Thus 
shippers  get  the  benefit  of  rates  one-fifth  lower  on  the  gov- 
ernment lines.  The  passenger  rates  are  very  nearly  the 
same  on  both  systems,  the  difference  being  only  one  cent  for 
each  hundred  miles  in  favor  of  the  state  roads.  The  differ- 
ence is  again  shown  by  the  fact  that  the  state  roads,  which 
are  not  run  for  profit,  pay  only  2.49  per  cent,  dividends, 
while  the  private  roads  reserve  4.46  per  cent,  for  the  stock- 
holders. But  while  this  difference  in  rates  accounts  in  part 
for  the  smaller  receipts  of  the  state  roads,  it  does  not  account 
for  the  whole  difference.  Even  at  the  same  rates,  the  private 
roads  would  receive  $237  to  each  hundred  dollars  received 
by  the  state  roads. 

The  conclusion  to  be  drawn  from  these  figures  seems  to 
be  that,  while  the  state  roads  in  Austria  are  built  and  oper- 
ated more  economically,  they  are  not  so  popular  and  do  not 
receive  their  share  of  the  public  patronage.  This  may  re- 
sult from  the  fact  that  government  officials  are  apt  to  be 
arrogant  and  inattentive  to  the  wants  and  comfort  of  patrons 
— and  this  alone  would  drive  traffic  to  the  private  lines — or 
it  may  be  due  to  the  fact  that  the  private  lines  display  more 
energy  and  enterprise  in  securing  patronage,  being  spurred 
on  by  the  hope  of  personal  gain.  This  latter  force,  while  it 
may  be  an  advantage  to  the  roads,  is  of  no  benefit  to  the 
shippers,  and  they  would  not  feel  its  loss  if  the  roads  were 
run  entirely  by  the  government. 

The  report  of  General  W.  H.  Dimond  to  Governor  H.  H. 
Markham,  concerning  the  "  military  operations"  of  the 
National  Guard  of  California,  has  at  length  been  published. 
It  does  not  seem  to  do  much  toward  settling  the  question  of 
responsibility  for  the  recent  fiasco.  It  would  appear  from 
the  report  that  United  States  Marshal  Barry  Baldwin  ordered 
(in  writing")  Major- General  W.  H.  Dimond  who  ordered  (in 
writing)  Brigadier- General  T.  W.  Sheehan  who  ordered  (in 
writing)  Brigadier- General  John  H.  Dickinson  who  ordered 
(in  writing)  Colonel  Sullivan  who  ordered  (presumably  in 
writing)  the  Second  Brigade  to  fire  upon  the  mob.  Before 
this  was  done,  Colonel  Sullivan  reported  to  Brigadier-General 
John  H.  Dickinson  who  reported  to  Brigadier-General  T.  W. 
Sheehan  who  reported  to  Major-General  W.  H.  Dimond  who 
reported  to  United  States  Marshal  Barry  Baldwin  that  the 
"  Stockton  troops  of  the  Second  Brigade  had  marched  off, 
that  a  company  of  the  Third  Regiment  had  deserted  the 
ranks,  and  that  the  command  was  becoming  greatly  demoral- 
ized from  the  effects  of  the  heat  and  from  the  results  of  the 
departure  of  the  other  troops."  In  the  interim,  United 
States  Marshal  Baldwin  had  returned  from  addressing  the 
strikers,  and  had  concluded  an  "  armistice  "  with  them  until 
a  certain  hour.  When  that  hour  arrived,  Generals  Sheehan 
and  Dickinson  reported  that,  m  their  judgment,  "the  condi- 
tion of  their  commands  was  such  that  it  would  not  be 
prudent  to  make  any  further  operations  against  the  strikers 
that  day."  On  this,  General  Dimond  consulted  with  Marshal 
Baldwin,  and  "  orders  were  then  given  to  the  troops  of  the 
Second  Brigade  to  take  up  their  quarters  for  the  night  at  the 
Pavilion." 

There  are  many  telegrams  incorporated  in  the  report 
which  are  edifying  and  instructive,  if  not  exactly  calculated 
to  make  Californians  proud.  Among  the  many,  General 
Dimond  telegraphs  to  General  Sheehan,  inquiring  as  to  "the 
morale  of  his  command."     General  Sheehan  replies  : 

"  My  command  in  first-class  condition.  Can  be  depended  on  for 
any  service  such  as  protection  of  property,  suppressing  street  riots, 
or  attack  on  armory.  In  my  judgment  if  troops  are  called  out 
for  offensive  service,  such  as  on  the  Fourth  of  July,  have  gravest 
doubts  if  they  can  be  depended  on." 

Colonel  Park  Henshaw,  in  reply  to  a  telegram  asking 
«  w^at  proportion  of  his  command  could  be  depended  on 
for  offensive  operations,"  replies  : 

"  Do  not  consider  one-half  of  men  would  go.     From   information 


received  unofficially,  two,  and  perhaps  three,  companies  would  almost 
wholly  refuse.  Many  of  the  most  prominent  and  wealthy  citizens 
along  line  of  road  are  openly  encouraging  the  strikers,  and  have 
furnished  them  with  arms.     Have  no  haversacks  or  canteens." 

Among  the  telegrams  are  some  gems  from  our  remark- 
able governor,  who  found  it  impossible  to  get  away 
from  Pasadena.  General  Dimond  telegraphs  the  governor 
thus  : 

"United  States  attorney  suggests  that  you  communicate  to  the 
President  of  the  United  States  that  in  your  judgment  the  present 
condition  of  affairs  at  Sacramento  is  such  as  to  imperatively  require 
the  assistance  of  the  United  States  troops  to  suppress  the  disturbance 
there  and  to  enforce  the  laws  of  the  United  States,  and  that  you 
should  request  him  to  make  provision  for  that  purpose.  I  suggest 
that  you  add  that  sufficient  State  troops  can  be  furnished  for 
cooperation  to  make  a  successful  movement  with  a  few  hundred 
regulars." 

To  this  comes  the  following  extraordinary  reply — if  it  can 
be  called  a  reply  : 

"  Owing  to  the  condition  of  affairs  all  over  the  country,  it  is  diffi- 
cult to  tell  just  what  should  be  done.  It  seems  strange  that  the  gen- 
eral government  does  not  define  its  position.  Hold  your  ground  and 
press  any  point  deemed  advisable.  I  have  but  one  policy,  and  that  is 
to  compel  the  observance  of  law  and  the  rights  of  all  citizens  to  be 
protected.  Ineffectual  efforts  are  worse  than  no  effort  at  this  critical 
time.  Therefore,  make  sure  of  your  position  and  go  ahead  without 
fear." 

The  governor  was  the  only  man  in  the  State  (under  the 
old  States'  rights  doctrine)  who  could  call  upon  the  Federal 
Government  for  assistance.  The  Federal  Government 
(under  the  old  States'  rights  doctrine)  could  not  use  United 
States  troops  in  suppressing  insurrections  within  State  bor- 
ders without  such  a  call  from  the  State's  chief  magistrate. 
Fortunately,  this  country  has  at  last  laid  aside  that  moldy 
nonsense.  What  would  have  become  of  law  in  California, 
under  the  old  States'  rights  doctrine,  with  such  a  man  as 
Markham  in  the  gubernatorial  chair  ? 

There  has  been  much  complaint  from  members  of  the 
National  Guard  of  "  harsh  criticisms "  upon  them  by  the 
press  and  public.  Nothing  harsher  has  been  printed  in  the 
press  than  the  report  of  their  commander,  General  Dimond. 
Nothing  more  severe  has  been  written  than  the  telegram  of 
General  Sheehan  to  his  commanding  officer,  that  "  if  troops 
are  called  out  for  offensive  service,  /  have  gravest  doubts  if 
they  can  be  depended  upon."  Nothing  so  stinging  has  ap- 
peared in  print  as  the  written  statement  of  Colonel  Hen- 
shaw to  General  Dimond,  that  he  "did  not  consider  one- 
half  of  his  men  could  be  depended  on  for  offensive  operations" 
If  anything  has  been  said  in  this  State  to  the  discredit  of 
the  National  Guard  of  California,  it  has  been  said  by  the 
officers  of  the  California  National  Guard. 

The  British  Government  has  issued  a  Blue  Book  on  the 
subject  of  marriage  and  divorce,  giving  the  laws  of  various 
countries,  collected  by  British  consuls,  and  intended  obvi- 
ously as  a  basis  for  an  international  agreement  on  these 
momentous  transactions.  It  seems  that  English  statesmen 
think  it  may  be  possible  to  induce  the  civilized  nations  to 
agree  upon  an  understanding  which  our  forty-four  States 
despair  of  reaching  among  themselves. 

The  laws  regarding  marriage  vary  as  to  the  age  at  which 
it  may  be  contracted,  but  otherwise  are  tolerably  similar. 
In  some  countries,  fourteen  is  considered  a  suitable  age  for 
boys  to  reach  before  they  can  marry  ;  that  is  the  rule  in 
Argentine,  Austria,  Hungary,  Queensland,  Australia,  Spain, 
and  some  States  of  our  Union.  But  the  laws  of  Russia, 
Roumania,  Holland,  Italy,  France,  Switzerland,  and  most  of 
our  States  require  the  bridegroom  to  be  at  least  eighteen  ; 
the  German  code  fixes  twenty  as  the  matrimonial  age  and 
the  code  of  Sweden,  twenty-one.  In  the  United  States,  it 
is  made  the  duty  of  the  official  who  issues  the  license  to 
assure  himself  as  far  as  he  can  by  inquiry  that  the  groom  is 
of  marriageable  age  ;  in  most  European  countries  the  point 
can  only  be  raised  by  some  one  who  opposes  the  marriage. 
In  France,  and  in  the  countries  which  have  adopted  modi- 
fications of  the  Code  Napoleon,  the  consent  of  the  parents 
is  required  even  after  the  parties  have  attained  their  major- 
ity. But  if  the  parents  are  obdurate,  the  aspirant  to  matri- 
monial joys  may  summon  them,  by  seminations  respectueuses, 
to  specify  their  objections  before  the  judge  ;  and  unless 
their  reasons  are  unanswerable,  the  marriage  may  then  be 
celebrated,  after  a  brief  delay,  in  defiance  of  their  wishes. 

It  has  always  been  alleged  that  the  fees  charged  by  the 
clergy  for  performing  marriages  have  been  the  chief  cause 
of  the  existing  profligacy  among  the  English  peasantry. 
The  peasants  of  Wales  informed  Mr.  Borrowe  that  they 
would  like  to  be  married,  but  they  could  not  afford  the  fee. 
Marriage  is  still  an  expensive  luxury  in  England  and  like- 
wise in  some  of  her  colonies.  It  costs  from  five  to  six  dol- 
lars to  get  married  in  Australia  or  New  Zealand  ;  whereas 
no  charge  is  made  for  uniting  a  couple  in  matrimony  in 
Italy,  Luxemburg,  Mexico,  Holland,  Saxony,  Spain,  or 
France,  and  the  charge  in  most  of  the  United  States, 
Russia,  Austria,  and  Germany  is  small.  It  costs  about 
twenty  times  as  much  to  dissolve  as  it  does  to  contract  the 


matrimonial  tie.      In  other  words,  matrimony  is  a  necessary 
of  life,  while  divorce  is  a  luxury. 

Where  the  Roman  Catholic  Church  is  dominant  —  in 
Austro-Hungary,  Italy,  Brazil,  Mexico,  and  Portugal — there 
is  no  divorce.  In  these  countries,  ill-mated  couples  may 
procure  a  decree  of  separation,  which  saves  them  from  the 
friction  of  daily  intercourse,  but  they  can  not  marry  again. 
They  remain  in  everything,  except  cohabitation,  husband 
and  wife.  There  was  no  general  law  of  divorce  in  England 
till  the  statute  of  twenty-first  Victoria  was  passed  ;  before 
that  time,  applicants  for  divorce  had  to  get  a  special  act  of 
Parliament,  which  restricted  the  luxury  to  the  rich.  How 
much  the  new  law  was  needed  may  be  inferred  from  the  fact 
that  under  it  about  five  hundred  divorces  are  granted  yearly. 
In  France,  until  the  Naquet  law  was  passed,  there  were  two 
kinds  of  separation  known  to  the  law,  separations  de  Hens 
and  separations  a  viensa  et  thoro ;  but  both  left  the  parties 
tied  together  by  a  ragged  thread.  The  Naquet  law  was 
much  needed  ;  in  the  first  five  years  of  its  operation,  twenty- 
one  thousand  divorces  were  granted. 

The  countries  in  which  divorce  laws  are  in  force  are 
France,  Great  Britain,  Germany,  Bavaria,  Belgium,  Den- 
mark, Greece,  Russia,  Saxony,  Spain,  Sweden,  Switzerland, 
and  the  Australasian  colonies.  In  most  of  these  countries, 
as  in  most  of  our  States,  the  usual  grounds  for  divorce  are 
adultery,  desertion,  imprisonment  for  felony,  cruelty,  and  in- 
curable incompatibility  of  temper.  But  the  latter  ground 
for  divorce  may  not  be  pleaded  in  Belgium  where  the  par- 
ties have  lived  together  twenty-five  years,  or  where  the  wife 
is  over  forty-five.  In  France,  a  woman  may  get  a  divorce 
from  her  husband  if  he  calls  her  a  ca?iaille  before  her  chil- 
dren, or  if  he  maltreats  her  mother,  or  if  he  refuses  to  sup- 
plement the  civil  ceremony  with  a  religious  ceremony  when 
requested  to  oblige  her  to  that  extent.  In  Germany,  a  di- 
vorce may  be  granted  if  one  of  the  parties  goes  mad,  but 
not  if  he  or  she  becomes  an  idiot.  In  Greece,  a  man  may 
divorce  his  wife  "  if  she  stays  out  all  night,"  or,  without  his 
consent,  "  attends  theatres,  or  sports,  or  dinners,  or  places 
where  men  bathe."  It  is  a  good  ground  for  divorce  in 
Greece  that  one  of  the  parties  to  the  marriage  turns  out  to 
be  a  Jew.  In  Saxony,  a  divorce  may  be  granted  on  the 
ground  of  change  of  religion,  and  in  Spain  a  wife  may  get 
a  divorce  on  the  ground  that  her  husband  is  trying  to  force 
her  to  change  her  religion.  In  Sweden,  it  would  appear 
that  a  divorce  would  be  granted  on  proof  that  one  of  the 
parties  had  not  been  vaccinated  before  marriage.  In  New 
South  Wales  and  Victoria,  a  husband  may  get  a  divorce 
from  his  wife  on  the  ground  that  she  has  neglected  her  do- 
mestic duties  for  three  years. 

In  this  country  the  statutory  grounds  for  divorce  vary 
from  one  to  eight  or  nine  in  the   several   States.     In  New 
York,  a  marriage  may  be  declared  null  and  void   if  it  is 
proved  that  consent  to  it  was  obtained  by  force  or  fraud,  or 
that  one  of  the  parties  was  not  fit  to  enter  into  the  marriage 
state.     After  marriage,  adultery  is  the  only  ground  on  which 
a  New   York  marriage  can  be  dissolved.     South  Carolina 
used  to  hold  the  same  doctrine,  but  now  a  divorce  may  be 
decreed   on   the    ground    of    desertion.       In    this    State,   a 
divorce    may    be    granted    for    adultery,    extreme    cruelty, 
desertion,   intemperance,  failure  to  provide,  and  conviction 
for  felony.     These   grounds,  which  seem  just  and   reason- 
able,   are   to   be   found    in    most   of  the    codes.      That   of 
Alabama  permits  the  husband  to  demand  a  divorce  for  mis- 
conduct of  the  wife  before  marriage.     Connecticut  vaguely 
sanctions  divorces  on  the  ground  of  "  misconduct  which  per- 
manently destroys  happiness  and  defeats  the  objects  of  mar- 
riage."    The  code  of  Illinois  permits   the  courts  to  order  a 
I  divorce    if,  in    their  discretion,   they    deem    that    there   are 
I  grounds  for  the  decree  ;  and  a  similar  discretion  is  granted 
I  to  the  judge  by  the  codes  of  Indiana  and  Maine.      In  Ken- 
I  tucky,  the  code  enumerates  a   large   number  of  causes  for 
I  divorce,  among  others,  joining  a  society  which  is  opposed  to 
i  marriage  on  principle  and   contracting  a  loathsome  disease. 
The  Blue  Book  gives  these  figures,  which  shows  that  the 
United  States,  which  leads  the  world  in  most  things,  leads  it 
also  in  divorce  :   In  1885,  the  number  of  divorces  granted 
was,  in  the  United  States,  1 3,472  ;  in  Switzerland,  920  ;  in 
Denmark,  635  ;  in  France,  6,245  t  m  Germany,  6,161  ;  in 
Roumania,    541  ;    in   Holland,  339;    in  Austria,    1,178;  in 
Belgium,  290  ;  in  Norway  and  Sweden,  297  ;  in  Australasia, 
95  ;  in  Russia,  1,789  ;  in   Italy,  "556  ;  in  Great  Britain  and 
Ireland,  508  ;  and  in  Canada,  1  2. 

In  San  Francisco,  not  long  ago,  a  luncheon  was  served  by 
the  cooking-class  at  the  Rincon  Grammar  School  to  the 
members  of  the  board  of  education.  This  is  likely  to  mark 
an  epoch  in  the  history  of  our  public  schools.  The  cook- 
ing-class is  not  over  six  months  old  ;  an  English  lady  who 
has  had  experience  in  teaching  cooking  was  secured  to  con- 
duct the  lessons,  and  the  result  is  that  as  toothsome  and  as 
wholesome  a  meal  as  could  be  secured  anywhere  for  the 
money  was  cooked  and  served  by  the  young  girl  pupils.     If 


September  3,  1894. 


THE        ARGONAUT. 


y 


the  public  schools  turned  out  graduates  who  could  all  cook  a 
loaf  and  a  steak,  they  would  add  another  to  their  many 
claims  on  public  regard. 

The  Rincon  school-teacher  inculcates  the  business  from 
the  ground  up.  There  is  a  legend  on  the  blackboard  which 
lays  down  the  fundamental  principle  of  cooking  in  a  formula 
which  states  that  a  wholesome  meal  should  consist  of 

Starch 50  parts 

Proteine 20  parts 

Fats 20  parts 

Salts 5  parts 

95  Parts 
leaving  five  per  cent,  for  miscellaneous  substances  and  water. 
Proteine  is  the  general  term  for  albumen,  fibrine,  and  caseine, 
which  constitute  a  large  proportion  of  the  human  structure  ; 
they  must  be  supplied  to  replace  the  loss  by  friction  in  the 
action  of  daily  life.  Starch  is  the  chief  constituent  of  flour 
and  vegetable  substances  generally  ;  it  supplies  the  chief 
nutrition  which  is  required  for  the  maintenance  of  man. 
Starch  and  sugar,  which  are  both  composed  of  carbon, 
hydrogen,  and  oxygen,  and  are  convertible  one  into  the 
other,  are  really  essential  to  human  life,  so  that  health  can 
not  be  maintained  where  they  are  excluded.  The  third 
element  of  nutrition  is  fats. 

The  fundamental  principle  of  alimentation  being  thus 
constantly  kept  before  the  mind  of  the  pupils,  the  next 
lesson  to  teach  is  that  hardly  any  of  the  foods  on  which  life  is 
sustained  accomplish  their  purpose  unless  they  are  cooked, 
and  that  cooking  is  both  an  art  and  a  science.  At  the 
Rincon  Grammar  School,  the  pupils  are  taught  to  cook 
thoroughly,  and  the  reasons  for  each  process  in  cookery  are 
explained  to  them.  Nothing  in  that  science  is  left  to 
chance.  There  is  a"  reason  why  a  hot  fire  should  be  em- 
ployed in  one  case  and  a  slow  fire  in  another  ;  why  food 
should  in  one  case  be  put  into  hot  water,  in  another  into 
cold. 

It  will  probably  be  a  mere  matter  of  time  when  all  the 
girls'  schools  in  the  city  will  have  cooking-classes.  The  re- 
sult of  this  will  be  that  the  people  will  be  better  fed  than 
they  are  and  that  dyspepsia  will  not  be  as  frequent  as  it  is  ; 
likewise,  that  the  girls  who  go  through  the  school  course  will 
have  acquired  an  accomplishment  which  will  enable  them  to 
command  marked  attention  among  young  men.  Conjugal 
happiness  more  often  depends  on  good  cookery  than  people 
imagine. 

If  the  time  devoted  to  a  thorough  education  in  cookery  is 
taken  from  the  study  of  languages,  belles-lettres^  and  music, 
there  will  be  a  double  gain.  Thus  it  is  a  waste  of  force 
to  compel  the  average  girl  to  devote  term  after  term  to  the 
study  of  the  piano,  or  the  higher  mathematics,  or  the  for- 
eign languages  ;  it  is  reasonably  certain  that  she  never  will 
become  proficient  in  any  of  the  three  ;  it  is  highly  probable 
that  she  will  never  need  any  one  of  them  ;  whereas  there  is 
no  reason  why  she  should  not  become  highly  proficient  in 
cookery,  and  it  is  certain  that  it  is  a  branch  of  knowledge 
which  will  always  come  handy.  So  we  insist  upon 
our  boys  studying  the  higher  mathematics,  a  num- 
ber of  abstruse  sciences,  grammar,  and  history  in  its 
political  aspects.  It  is  hardly  possible  to  conceive  more 
useless  impedimenta  for  a  young  man  who  has  got  to 
earn  his  living  in  a  mechanical  or  laboring  capacity. 
In  some  schools  manual  instruction  is  being  taught.  Of 
this  branch  of  education  it  is  impossible  to  speak  too  highly. 
A  boy  who  knows  how  to  use  his  hands  can  go  into  any 
work-shop  and  take  rank  with  workers  who  are  preparing  to 
take  rank  as  journeymen. 

The  theory  of  our  common  schools  is  that  they  will  edu- 
cate the  masses  of  the  youths  of  school  age.  But,  in  fact, 
the  greater  part  of  the  money  and  effort  expended  is  be- 
stowed on  a  minority  of  the  pupils  who  are  approaching  the 
end  of  their  term,  to  the  exclusion  of  the  majority  of  the 
pupils  who  are  beginning  their  course,  and  who,  as  experi- 
ence shows,  do  not  always  complete  it.  It  is  time  that 
schools  adopted  the  maxim  of  trying  to  do  the  most  good  to 
the  largest  number.  Further  than  that,  it  is  not  only  foolish 
but  dishonest  to  take  the  money  of  the  taxpayers  and  spend 
it  in  teaching  poor  girls  to  play  the  piano  and  poor  boys  to 
talk  French. 

The  sinking  of  the  British  steamer  Kow-Shing  by  the 
Japanese  man-of-war  Naniwa  led  many  people  to  suppose 
that  immediate  reparation  would  be  demanded  by  the 
British  Government.  But  the  subsequent  developments 
show  that  the  Japanese  diplomats  have  keen  and  subtle 
minds,  and  Great  Britain  will  probably  make  no  claim  upon 
Japan.  , 

The  case  as  presented  by  the  Japanese  Government  is  as 
follows  :  The  Kow-Shing^  a  British  vessel,  set  sail  from  a 
Chinese  port  before  war  was  declared  ;  she  carried  sixteen 
hundred  Chinese  troops  ;  the  Naniwa  met  her,  and  signaled 
her  to  stop,  which  she  did  ;  a  boat  from  the  Naniwa 
boarded  her,  and  her  master,  Captain  Galesworthy,  a 
British  subject,  was  ordered  to  follow  the  Naniwa  with  his 


ship.  The  Japanese  say  now  that  they  intended  to  take  the  Kow- 
Shing  to  one  of  the  treaty  ports,  as  she  had  sailed  before  the 
declaration  of  war  ;  that  they  did  not  desire  to  destroy  her, 
but  merely  wished  to  prevent  the  transportation  of  troops  to 
be  used  in  hostilities  against  Japan  ;  taking  them  to  a  neutral 
treaty  port  would  be  somewhat  akin  to  the  "  interning  "  of 
General  Bourbaki's  army  on  Swiss  territory  during  the 
Franco-Prussian  War.  They  therefore  ordered  her  master 
to  follow  the  Naniwa^  to  which  vessel  the  Japanese  boat's 
crew  had  returned.  As  the  Kow-Shing  did  not  obey  the 
order,  the  Naniwa  signaled  to  know  the  reason.  The 
master  of  the  Kow-Shing  replied  by  signal  that  the  Chinese 
would  not  permit  him  to  do  so.  The  Naniwa  then  signaled 
for  all  the  Europeans  to  leave  the  ship.  This,  also,  as  the 
Kow-Shing  signaled,  the  Chinese  soldiery  refused  to  permit. 
It  was  then  that  the  Naniwa  opened  fire  upon  the  Kow- 
Shijtg  with  her  heavy  guns  and  torpedo  tubes,  sinking  her, 
with  nearly  all  on  board,  in  a  very  short  space  of  time. 

The  Japanese  contend  that  the  moment  Captain  Gales- 
worthy's  authority  ceased  to  prevail  on  board  the  Kow-Shing 
she  lost  all  standing,  and  that  instead  of  being  a  British 
vessel  under  the  flag  of  Great  Britain,  she  was  simply  a 
piratical  vessel  manned  by  sixteen  hundred  Chinese,  and 
under  no  flag  at  all.  Therefore  when  she  fired  upon  and 
sunk  the  Kow-Shing^  Japan  claims  that  she  simply  fired 
upon  and  sunk  a  pirate. 

This  is  a  most  adroit  and  diplomatic  presentation  of  the 
case,  but  it  is  so  simple  and  so  logical  withal  that  it  is  prob- 
able Great  Britain  will  make  no  claim  upon  Japan. 


Recently  the  retail  merchants  of  San  Francisco,  filled 
with  a  mingling  of  disgust  and  despair  over  the  filthy  con- 
dition of  the  city,  organized  in  the  interests  of  cleanliness 
under  the  name  of  "  The  Merchants'  Association."  The 
city  pays  contractors  eighty  thousand  dollars  a  year  for 
cleaning  the  streets,  but  they  are  not  cleaned.  A  patented 
machine  rumbles  over  some  of  the  streets  some  of  the  time, 
and  over  none  of  them  all  of  the  time.  Yet  the  dust  and  the 
dirt  work  everywhere  and  all  day.  The  Merchants'  Associa- 
tion have  discovered  that  the  way  to  sweep  the  streets  is  to 
sweep  them.  Although  they  have,  as  taxpayers,  already 
paid  for  sweeping  the  streets,  they  are,  as  individuals,  paying 
for  it  over  again.  Each  merchant  is  assessed  ten  cents  a 
day  per  twenty-five  feet  of  frontage.  They  will  save  by  their 
action  twenty  times  that  amount  in  damage  hitherto  done  to 
goods  by  dust.  With  the  money  thus  collected  they  have 
set  the  unemployed  at  work  with  brooms  and  boxes,  and 
thus  are  doing  good  both  ways — making  the  city  clean  and 
helping  deserving  men.  It  seems  odd,  but  it  has  taken  San 
Francisco  about  forty  years  to  discover  how  to  keep  her 
streets  clean.  Yet  older  cities  in  the  Old  World  found  it 
out  a  long  time  ago.  It  is  simple — a  man,  a  broom,  and 
continuous  sweeping.  The  streets  of  cities  like  London, 
Paris,  and  Vienna  are  swept  steadily  from  daylight  until 
dark.  It  is  only  after  nightfall  that  one  sees  any  filth  or  rub- 
bish upon  the  polished  paves  of  Paris. 

The  Merchants'  Association  have  been  immensely  puzzled 
by  the  fact  that  the  San  Francisco  daily  press  has  given  its 
unanimous  support  to  their  crusade  of  cleanliness.  It  is  so 
rarely  that  the  San  Francisco  daily  papers  are  on  the  right  side 
of  anything  at  all,  and  they  have  so  often  been  hired  de- 
fenders of  iniquitous  street-sweeping  "jobs,"  that  the  wonder 
of  the  merchants  is  not  unwarranted.  But  the  enthusiasm 
of  the  press  is  easily  explained.  The  reason  is,  that  the 
daily  newspapers  fea?'  the  Merchants'  Association.  These 
merchants  control  the  retail  advertising  of  the  city.  There 
is  nothing  a  daily  newspaper  will  not  do  for  "ads."  Even 
"small  ads,"  no  matter  how  nasty,  they  greedily  seek  for, 
and  "dry-goods  ads"  fill  them  with  joy.  Therefore,  when 
a  mercantile  association,  representing  many  columns  of 
"  display  ads  "  daily,  takes  up  any  measure,  the  daily  press 
falls  on  its  marrow-bones.  It  is  not  well  to  offend  adver- 
tisers. 

A  year  or  so  ago,  when  a  few  cases  of  cholera  came  from 
Europe  on  the  transatlantic  liners,  the  sensational  dailies  of 
New  York  fairly  slopped  over.  "  Scare  heads "  half  a 
column  long  decorated  every  issue.  "  CHOLERA  !  The 
Grim  Destroyer  at  our  Gates!"  "DEATH  !  The 
Asiatic  Scourge  is  Among  Us  ! "  Such  are  mild  re- 
flections of  their  head-lines.  There  are  usually  from  one 
hundred  to  one  hundred  and  fifty  thousand  strangers  in 
New  York  city  every  day.  It  is  needless  to  say  that  the 
strangers,  having  no  particular  use  for  the  comma  bacillus 
in  their  business,  stopped  coming  to  New  York.  The  re- 
tail trade  fell  off  by  hundreds  of  thousands  of  dollars  a 
day.  The  sensational  dailies  were  probably  selling  to 
feeble-minded  people  an  extra  hundred  dollars'  worth  of 
papers  on  account  of  their  cholera  scare.  The  merchants  j 
grew  irritated.  They  held  a  meeting,  and  repaired  to  the 
managing  editor  of  one  of  the  newspapers.  Here  they  ' 
were  received  with  coolness — the  managing  editor  of  a 
"great    daily"    is  a    very   haughty    person — and  dismissed 


with  contempt.  Not  disheartened,  they  went  to  the  business 
manager.  Here  they  were  received  with  marked  re- 
spect. They  went  to  another  business  manager.  They 
went  to  all  the  business  managers.  They  stated  that 
if  the  daily  papers  did  not  at  once  cease  their  senseless  and 
sensational  course — because,  as  a  matter  of  fact,  there  was 
no  cholera  in  New  York  city — they  would  at  once  discon- 
tinue all  their  advertising.  Visions  of  rows  of  empty 
columns  rose  up  before  the  alarmed  business  managers. 
They  promised  anything — everything  ;  they  sent  for  the 
haughty  managing  editors  ;  the  haughty  editors  were 
"  called  down  "  ;  and  the  next  day  every  daily  paper  in 
New  York  city  contained  a  paragraph  something  like  this  : 

"The  Cholera  Scare.— There  are cases  of  cholera  at  the 

quarantine  tents  at  Sandy  Hook,  all  doing  well.  There  are  no  cases 
in  New  York  city." 

Here  is  food  for  thought  for  the  Merchants'  Association 
of  San  Francisco.  If  there  is  any  public  work  in  which 
they  are  interested — and  most  of  them  have  the  interests  of 
the  city  very  much  at  heart — they  can  always  command  the 
support  of  those  independent  and  disinterested  journals,  the 
daily  newspapers  of  San  Francisco — if  they  give  them  their 
"ads."  They  can  make  them  do  almost  anything — if  they 
give  them  their  "ads."  Preposterous  as  it  may  seem,  they 
can  even  make  them  be  decent — if  they  give  them  their 
"ads."  But  to  make  them  decent  they  must  not  appeal  to 
the  editors — they  must  go  to  the  business  managers. 


The  Democratic  State  Convention  has  met  and  adjourned, 
after  presenting  to  the  people  a  weak  platform  and  a  still 
weaker  ticket.  Mr.  James  H.  Budd,  who  was  believed  to  be 
lucky,  was  nominated  for  governor  as  a  forlorn  hope. 
Aside  from  the  head  of  the  ticket,  there  was  little  enthusi- 
asm shown,  and  for  many  of  the  offices  there  was  but  one 
candidate.  The  Federal  Brigade  was  out  in  full  force,  and 
succeeded  in  passing  a  resolution  indorsing  Mr.  Cleveland's 
administration.  But  it  would  be  curious  to  ask  the  mem- 
bers of  the  Democratic  Convention  for  their  indorsements 
in  detail.  Do  they  indorse  Cleveland's  un-American  policy 
in  Hawaii,  and  his  attempt  to  restore  a  monarchy  ?  Do  they 
indorse  his  gold-bug  policy,  when  their  platform  calls  for  the 
free  coinage  of  silver  ?  Do  they  indorse  his  opposition  to 
the  Democratic  Sugar  Tariff  bill?  Do  they  indorse  his 
hostility  to  Chinese  exclusion?  If  they  do  not  indorse 
these  things,  what  do  they  indorse? 

The  Examiner^  the  local   Democratic  organ,  is  piteously 
pleading  "not  to  make  the  campaign  on  national  issues." 
What  else  is  there  to  make  it  on  ?     The  railroad  question? 
Mr.  Estee,  the  head  of  the  Republican  ticket,  has  taken  ground 
in  advance  even  of  the   platform    of  his   party,  which  de- 
manded  competing   railroads    and    reduction   in  fares  and 
freights.     There  is  no  other  local  issue.     The  Democrats 
I  want  to  avoid  national  issues,  but  they  will  find  it  very  diffi- 
p  cult  to  get  away   from    them.      During  the   last    eighteen 
months,  sinre  the   Democrats  went   into   power,  too  many 
j  men  have  been   ruined   in   California — merchants,  bankers, 
\  farmers,    fruit-raisers,    and    wheat-growers — and   too    many 
i  workingmen  are  idle,  to  permit  people  to  "  ignore  national 
I  issues."     "Ignoring  national  issues"  two  years  ago  is  what 
has  brought  the  country  to   this  pass.     We  had   better  pay 
some  attention  to  national  issues,  and  get  our  State  and  our 
country  out  of  the  slough  of  despond  in  which  the  Democ- 
racy has  mired  them. 

Mr.  James  H.  Budd,  the  Democratic  nominee  for  gov- 
ernor, had  a  grand  reception  at  his  home  in  Stockton  the 
other  day.  At  Stockton,  Mr.  Budd  is  called  "Jim,"  and  in 
his  deestrick  people  still  speak  with  justifiable  pride  of  his 
famous  campaign  in  1SS2,  with  nothing  but  a  buckboard  and 
a  banjo — a  new  David  against  Goliath  Page,  whom  he 
routed  with  his  buckboard  and  slew  with  his  banjo — pre- 
sumably by  playing  to  him.  Mr.  Budd — or  "  Our  Jim,"  as 
they  say  in  Stockton — made  a  speech  to  his  admiring  fellow- 
citizens.  The  speech  was  not  very  long  nor  very  wise — few 
such  speeches  are.  But  it  closed  with  this  most  injudicious 
remark  :  "  After  four  years  at  Sacramento,  I  shall  probably 
ask  you  to  let  me  go  back  and  serve  for  life." 

What  does  this  language  mean — is  it  only  a  Stocktonian 
jest  ?  Or  is  there  something  beneath  these  mysterious 
words  ?  Has  Mr.  Budd's  nomination  gone  to  his  head  ? 
Does  he  dream  of  empire  ?  Do  visions  of  founding  a 
dynasty,  of  which  he,  as  "Jim  the  First,"  shall  be  the  head, 
rise  up  before  him  ?  'Does  he  picture  himself,  to  himself, 
crowned  and  sceptred,  seated  upon  a  golden  buckboard 
throne  ?  Does  he  seem  to  see  draped  over  his  shoulders  a 
mantle  of  imperial  purple  thickly  studded  with  golden  mos- 
quitoes— partly  out  of  compliment  to  Stockton,  and  partly  as 
suggested  by  the  golden  bees  of  the  First  Napoleon — 
while  strains  of  music  from  the  Budd  Banjo  Band  float 
ever  upon  his  imperial  ear? 

These  mysterious  words  should  be  explained, 
be  the  meaning  of  our  James  ? 


THE         A  RGON  A  U  T. 


September  3,  1894. 


POKER    JOE'S    BLUFF. 


A  Tragedy  at  a  Mining-Camp. 

The  howling  wind  that  had  sung  its  dismal  song  through 
the  shorn  limbs  of  the  quakin'-asp'  trees  on  the  mountains 
during  the  entire  day,  spent  its  force  and  died  with  the  gath- 
ering of  the  dark  clouds  that  ushered  in  the  dreary  night. 
With  the  hushing  of  the  wind  a  heavy  fall  of  snow  came  on, 
threatening  to  blockade  the  roads  and  shut  in  the  little 
mining-camp  from  the  outside  world.  The  awful  stillness  of 
the  night  was  depressing,  but  afforded  relief  from  the  terrors 
of  the  day. 

The  well-dressed  gamblers  and  roughly-clad  miners  gath- 
ered in  the  bar-room  of  the  Lake  City  Hotel,  spoke  in  low 
tones  over  their  cards  and  liquor,  choosing  their  language  in 
deference  to  the  presence  of  the  ladies  of  the  house,  who  had 
tied  in  fear  of  the  storm  to  seek  that  association  with  men  which, 
to  the  female  mind  in  distress,  is  equivalent  to  protection. 
The  ticking  of  the  dirty-faced  clock  over  the  back-bar,  the 
rattle  of  chips  in  the  nervous  fingers  of  the  players,  and  the 
frequent  clatter  of  the  bar-keepe?s  shoe-heels  on  the  uncov- 
ered floor  as  he  served  his  patrons  at  the  gambling-tables, 
were  the  only  sounds  that  disturbed  the  quiet  of  the  place. 

Major  Downey,  editor  of  the  Lake  City  Register^  and 
Clare  Smith,  high  sheriff  of  the  county,  entertained  the 
ladies  with  a  discussion  of  the  mysterious  murder  of  Mrs. 
Mary  Josephus,  committed  in  Denver  on  Sunday  night,  dis- 
covered by  the  police  on  Tuesday  night,  and  detailed  in  the 
daily  papers  of  Wednesday  morning,  which  were  being  read 
on  Thursday  night  in  several  of  the  mining-camps  of  the 
San  Juan  district.  The  interest  in  the  crime,  so  far  as  the 
mining-camps  were  concerned,  was  centred  in  the  opinion 
expressed  by  the  Denver  papers  that  the  murderer  was  the 
husband  of  the  victim — a  migratory  gambler,  whose  resi- 
dence might  be  in  any  of  the  dozen  camps  or  towns  of  that 
district.  The  police,  with  expressions  of  contempt  for 
the  opinions  of  the  reporters,  maintained  a  contrary  view 
and  indulged  in  theories  without  submitting  any  possible 
clew  to  a  solution  of  the  mystery. 

Sheriff  Smith  opened  the.  discussion  with  the  sweeping 
assertion  that  the  Denver'  reporters  possessed  a  keener  per- 
ception of  the  motives  and  a  clearer  comprehension  of  the 
methods  of  criminals  than  the  combined  Denver  police  and 
detective  departments,  with  all  their  boasted  reputation,  were 
capable  of.  It  was  a  matter  of  surprise  to  the  ladies  that  the 
major,  being  a  newspaper  man,  should  take  issue  with  the 
sheriff  on  this  proposition  ;  but  the  major  was  no  more  a 
partisan  of  the  city  press  than  was  the  sheriff  a  believer  in 
the  infallibility  of  the  police. 

Sheriff  Smith  expressed  the  opinion  that  organized  police 
departments  depend  too  largely  on  an  assumed  knowledge  of 
the  habits  of  criminals,  while  reporters  grasp  the  original 
possibilities  of  crime.  He  was  convinced  from  his  own 
limited  experience,  through  extended  observation  in  the  de- 
tection of  criminals,  that  murderers,  unlike  suicides,  are 
originators,  not  imitators.  And  this  conviction,  applied  to 
the  case  under  discussion,  led  him  to  the  conclusion  that  the 
press  opinions  of  the  motive  and  method  of  the  murderer 
contained  the  elements  of  probability,  while  the  theories  ad- 
vanced by  the  police  were  beyond  the  bounds  of  reason. 

"Then  you  agree  with  the  reporters,"  said  the  major,  with 
a  rising  inflection  of  Qoubt,  "  that  the  incidents  of  the  crime 
are  strongly  suggestive  of  the  probability  that  it  was  com- 
mitted by  the  woman's  husband,  who  deserted  her  several 
years  ago  ?  " 

"  I  certainly  do,"  replied  the  sheriff,  "  and  am  convinced 
that  the  motive  contemplated  both  revenge  and  robbery, 
while  the  method  employed  was  the  result  of  long  and  pa- 
tient deliberation,  which  involved  a  knowledge  of  the 
woman's  habits  and  possessions  that  could  not  have  been 
acquired  by  any  other  than  her  husband,  who,  since  desert- 
ing his  wife  and  two  children — one  of  whom  was  absent  at 
the  time  of  the  murder — has,  no  doubt,  been  living  within 
the  State.  That  he  is  a  resident  of  this  section  of  the  State 
is  by  no  means  improbable.  For  instance,  how  many  men 
are  there  in  this  room  whose  real  name  and  past  history  are 
known  to  you  ?  " 

The  major  admitted  that  there  was  only  one  of  whom  he 
could  speak  with  any  degree  of  assurance,  and  that  one  he 
was  proud  to  say  was  himself.  He  further  admitted  the 
possibility,  if  not  the  probability,  that  the  murderer  of  Mrs. 
Mary  Josephus  might  then  be  enjoying  the  shelter  of  the 
Lake  City  Hotel  or  sweltering  under  the  broiling  sun  of  an 
Arizona  desert,  according  to  his  preference  for  climate. 

One  of  the  ladies  ventured  to  ask  the  sheriff  if  he  really 
entertained  the  suspicion  that  the  murderer  was  at  that  mo- 
ment present  in  the  room.  She  was  somewhat  relieved  of  a 
vague  horror  that  crept  over  her  when  Sheriff  Smith  replied 
that  he  had  not  yet  "spotted  "  any  one  of  whom  he  could 
entertain  such  a  suspicion. 

The  major,  having  failed  of  even  the  opportunity  to  im- 
press the  ladies  with  his  proposed  defense  of  the  police 
theories — and  inwardly  agreeing  with  the  sheriff — retired  to 
the  faro-table  and  placed  a  two-bit  piece  on  the  high  card, 
repeating  the  play  until  it  had  produced  enough  of  its  kind 
to  enable  him  to  purchase  a  stack  of  white  chips  at  the  regu- 
lation price  of  two  dollars.  Then  the  major  sat  down  to 
the  game,  which  he  never  indulged  in  with  any  other  motive 
than  whiling  away  the  dreary  winter  nights.  Sheriff  Smith, 
having  recently  become  possessed  of  an  exceedingly  large 
official  fee,  felt  justified  in  indulging  in  the  more  expensive 
game  of  draw-poker.  One  of  the  younger  ladies,  having 
tired  of  the  revolting  details  of  the  murder  story,  relinquished 
her  paper  to  another,  and  being  less  timid  than  her  com- 
panions, ventured  near  the  faro-table.  She  became  so  deeply 
interested  in  studying  the  game  that  her  sentiment  against 
gambling  was  considerably  softened  by  the  time  that  period 
of  th  play  designated  as  "  calling  the  turn "  was  reached. 
In  her  enthusiasm  she  leaned  over  one  end  of  the  "lay-out" 
d  placed  a  dollar  on  the  king,  drawing  it  toward  the  queen, 
thus  indicated,  as  she  saw  other  players  do,  the  order  in 


which  she  was  willing  to  wager  her  money  the  bottom 
cards  in  the  deal-box  would  come  out.  The  other  ladies, 
being  duly  shocked  by  the  boldness  of  the  novice,  shrugged 
their  timid  shoulders  and,  hitching  their  chairs  nearer  to  the 
big  box-stove,  fastened  their  eyes  more  intently  on  their 
newspapers.  Several  of  the  players,  who  had  entertained 
an  opposite  opinion  of  the  position  of  the  cards,  suddenly 
shifted  their  bets  to  follow  the  venturesome  young  woman, 
whom  they  accepted  as  their  mascot.  The  turn  was  made 
during  an  almost  breathless  silence.  The  bar-keeper  paused 
in  the  centre  of  the  room  with  a  tray  full  of  refreshments. 
The  rattle  of  chips  ceased.  The  clock  for  once  seemed 
to  hold  the  monopoly  of  disturbance. 

The  king-queen  won  ! 

A  shout  of  approbation  of  the  girl's  judgment  broke  upon 
the  stillness  of  the  room,  affording  Mr.  Brick  Geary,  the 
genial  red-haired  dealer,  an  opportunity  to  remark  to  the 
man  in  the  look-out  chair  —  without  being  overheard  by 
others — that  women  faro-players  were  always  a  "hoodoo"  to 
his  game. 

This  burst  of  enthusiasm  on  the  part  of  the  faro-players 
failed  to  produce  a  ripple  of  concern  upon  the  sober 
countenances  of  the  men  who  occupied  chairs  at  the  short- 
card  table.  Their  sphynx-like  attitude  and  strict  attention 
to  the  business  in  hand  furnished  incontrovertible  proof  of 
the  assertion  that  nothing  short  of  the  presence  of  death  or 
the  necessity  for  the  indulgence  in  deadly  combat  could  dis- 
turb a  frontier  poker-game. 

The  young  woman  who,  by  her  bold  play,  had  created  a 
sensation  among  the  faro-players  and  shocked  her  female 
companions,  regretted  her  performance,  and,  feeling  a  hot 
flush  creeping  across  her  temples,  hastily  arose  and  moved 
to  the  door.  Through  the  glass  of  the  upper  half  of  the 
door  she  could  see  the  soft  snow  falling  gently  to  the  earth. 
She  pressed  her  burning  forehead  against  the  cool  glass, 
and,  seeking  to  shut  out  of  hearing  any  further  murmurs  of 
approval  from  the  men  or  chance  words  of  disapproval  from 
her  friends,  placed  the  palms  of  her  hands  to  her  ears. 
In  doing  this  she  cast  a  shadow  on  the  glass,  thus  aiding 
her  exterior  view.  The  men  at  the  faro-bank  had  resumed 
their  play.  The  rattle  of  the  chips  and  the  ticking  of  the 
clock  echoed  through  the  room  ;  the  bar-keeper  clattered 
about ;  the  routine  of  the  place  was  resumed. 

The  unhappy  young  woman  stood  like  a  statue  of 
penance,  the  curved  lines  of  her  handsome  figure  marked 
in  strong,  dark  outline  against  the  door.  She  was  of 
artistic  mold — tall,  lithe,  and  graceful,  erect  and  silent — 
a  model  for  a  sculptor.  Instantly  a  score  of  eyes  were 
turned  upon  her  as  if  by  some  common  instinct  ;  each  per- 
son so  attracted  had  felt  the  inspiration  of  her  presence  and 
discovered  the  artistic  beauty  of  her  pose. 

Almost  simultaneously  the  company  was  startled  by  a 
scream,  half  of  pity,  half  of  terror.  The  woman  shrank 
back  and,  without  turning  her  face  from  the  door  or  utter- 
ing another  sound,  pointed  with  the  straightened  fore- 
finger of  her  left  hand  toward  the  glass,  while  her  right 
hand  covered  her  eyes,  as  if  she  would  shut  out  some  un- 
welcome sight.  She  stood  there  speechless  while  the  men 
opened  the  door  and  lifted  the  half-frozen  and  unconscious 
form  of  a  girl,  some  seventeen  years  of  age,  into  the  room. 
The  quiet  bar-room  was  instantly  the  scene  of  most  pathetic 
excitement.  Rough  hands  guided  by  tender  hearts  placed 
the  wayfarer  on  an  improvised  bed  of  coats  and  shawls 
that  was  arranged  hastily  on  a  pool-table,  while  the  ladies, 
with  a  keen  sense  of  the  requirements,  bent  their  energies 
to  restoring  the  girl  to  consciousness  and  physical  comfort. 
They  were  soon  rewarded  by  a  sensible  expression  of  ap- 
preciation of  their  kind  offices. 

Interest  in  the  stranger,  who  was  still  too  weak  to  account 
for  her  presence  there  and  had  fallen  into  a  deep  sleep,  had 
taken  such  firm  hold  on  the  men  that  the  faro-bank  was  de- 
serted and  the  poker-game  was  twice  interrupted.  This  in- 
terruption was  due  to  the  apparently  careless  playing  of 
Sheriff  Smith,  whose  official  eye  had  been  distracted  from 
the  game  by  the  appearance  of  a  peculiar  pallor  on  the  face 
of  Poker  Joe  since  the  features  of  the  strange  girl  had  been 
exposed  to  the  .view  of  the  persons  present.  The  sheriff 
was  evidently  permitting  his  mind  an  indulgence  in  some- 
thing quite  foreign  to  the  game  of  poker.  The  fact  that, 
while  Poker  Joe's  face  had  assumed  such  an  unnatural  hue, 
his  hand  was  as  steady  as  a  clock,  gave  the  sheriff  still 
more  uneasiness.  Mr.  Brick  Geary,  finding  his  occupation 
at  dealing  faro  gone,  had  turned  over  his  deal-box,  trans- 
ferred the  bank  roll  to  his  pockets,  and,  after  satisfying  him- 
self by  careful  scrutiny  of  the  sleeping  girl's  face  that  she 
was  not  on  his  list  of  acquaintances,  walked  over  to  the 
poker-table,  and,  in  accordance  with  the  ethics  of  that  game, 
asked  the  privilege  of  "sitting  in."  Poker  Joe,  with  an 
effort  at  such  vulgar  sarcasm  as  is  indulged  in  by  men  of 
his  class,  suggested  that,  as  there  were  already  five 
"parties"  in  the  game,  Mr.  Geary  might  perhaps  be  con- 
tented with  playing  Sheriff  Smith's  hand  until  that  gentle- 
man should  have  time  to  recover  from  a  fit  of  nervousness 
that  had  overtaken  him. 

"  Clare  seems  more  interested  in  that  maverick  girl  than 
in  this  game  of  draw,"  he  added,  with  a  sneer,  as  the  sheriff, 
acting  upon  the  gambler's  suggestion,  arose  to  relinquish  his 
seat  to  the  faro-dealer. 

This  last  remark  gave  the  sheriff  a  desired  opportunity  to 
test  his  suspicions. 

"You  have  my  permission,"  he  said,  coolly,  "to  keep 
your  mouth  shut  now  until  I  call  en  you  to  say  something." 
Poker  Joe  pushed  back  his  chair  angrily,  turned  his  cards 
face  down  with  his  left  hand,  and  dropped  his  right  to  the 
waist-band  of  his  trousers,  from  which  protruded  the  handle 
of  a  six-shooter,  and  spat  his  cigar  to  the  floor.  With  that 
bullying  air  for  which  he  was  noted,  he  said  : 

"  I  don't  know  whether  that  call's  to  be  official  or  unoffi- 
cial ;  but  I'll  bet  you  three  to  one  you  don't  win  it — either 
way.     You  hear  me  t " 

The  sheriff  stood  facing  him,  and,  without  expressing 
upon  his  face  a  shadow  of  his  thoughts,  replied,  calmly  : 
"  I'm  inclined  to  the  opinion,  Joe,  that  it'll  be  an  official  call 


when  I  make  it,  but  there's  no  rush.  Keep  your  seat  for  the 
present,  and  don't  get  nervous — and  don't  try  to  run  any 
bluffs." 

The  gambler  arose,  white  with  rage,  and  shaking  the  long, 
slender  index-finger  of  his  left  hand  under  the  nose  of  the 
sheriff,  while  his  right  rested  firmly  on  the  handle  of  his  six- 
shooter,  said,  angrily  : 

"  By  God,  sir,  I  demand  that  whatever  accusation  you 
choose  to  make  against  me  shall  be  made  directly.  I'll 
have  none  of  your  insinuations  ! " 

It  would  have  been  very  embarrassing  for  the  sheriff  to 
have  been  obliged  to  explain  his  suspicions  at  that  minute. 
He  had  by  some  power  of  intuition  connected  Poker  Joe 
with  the  strange  girl,  and  immediately  upon  forming  this 
suspicion,  his  impressionable  mind  reverted  to  the  Denver 
tragedy.  It  would  have  taxed  the  skill  of  an  intellectual 
acrobat  to  reason,  upon  the  mere  suspicion  of  Poker  Joe's 
relation  to  the  girl,  that  he  was  in  any  manner  connected 
with  the  murder.  But  Sheriff  Smith  was  not  reasoning  ;  he 
was  merely  acting  upon  the  impression  that  there  was  some- 
thing unusual  affecting  the  gambler.  And  this  suspicion  of  an 
unusual  affection  of  Poker  Joe's  mind  impressed  the  sheriff 
with  the  notion  that  the  gambler  was  guilty  of  some  crime 
or  misdemeanor. 

He  was  about  to  express  this  opinion,  but  he  was  happily 
prevented,  not  by  the  belligerent  attitude  of  Poker  Joe,  but 
through  the  more  exciting  incident  of  the  arrival  at  that 
moment  of  Miles,  the  pony  mail -and -expressman,  from 
Silverton.  Badly  frozen  and  exhausted  almost  beyond  the 
power  of  speech,  he  dropped  into  the  most  convenient  chair 
and  feebly  demanded  a  drink  of  whisky.  After  drinking  the 
liquor,  he  roused  a  little  and  stared  vacantly  about  the  room, 
until  his  eyes  rested  upon  the  poor  waif  lying  on  the  pool-table. 

"  Praise  God  ! "  he  exclaimed,  and  relapsed  into  a  mental 
condition  so  annoying  to  those  who  stood  about  eager  for 
some  knowledge  of  the  girl,  which  they  felt  he  possessed, 
that  the  bar-keeper  suggested  another  drink,  which  Miles 
accepted  without  the  slightest  acknowledgment  of  the 
courtesy. 

By  and  bye  he  was  sufficiently  aroused  to  be  able  to  swal- 
low a  third  dram  of  whisky  and  relate  a  thrilling  tale  of  his 
trip  from  Silverton  with  the  girl.  He  told  how  he  had  lost 
the  poor  child  within  a  mile  of  Lake  City,  and  afterward 
found  her  horse,  and  then  pushed  on  through  the  storm  to 
get  aid  in  searching  for  her.  After  submitting  to  a  round  of 
abuse  by  the  company  for  undertaking  to  conduct  the  girl 
across  the  mountains  in  the  face  of  the  storm,  which,  they 
declared,  must  have  been  more  severe  at  the  Silverton  end 
of  the  road,  Miles  begged  permission  to  explain.  It  was  re- 
luctantly granted. 

"The  gal  got  a  telegram  from  Denver  to  come  home  right 
away,"  he  said,  "  5nd  's  th'  Silverton  branch  o'  th'  Rio 
Grande  is  blockaded  at  Durango,  her  aunt,  what  th'  gal  wus 
visitin'  at  Silverton,  begged  me  so  hard  to  fetch  her  over 
here  'nd  send  her  out  by  stage  to  th'  station  on  th'  main  line 
'at  I  couldn't  refuse,  nohowt  Ye  see,"  he  faltered,  glancing 
pityingly  at  the  sleeping  girl,  "ye  see,  the  gal's  mother's 
dead — murdered  Sunday  night !  " 

A  murmur  of  sympathy  was  expressed  by  the  listeners. 
The  sheriff  turned  his  eager  eyes  upon  the  face  of  Poker 
Joe,  who  had  returned  to  his  seat  at  the  poker-table.  He 
had  been  apparently  deaf  to  the  story  told  by  Miles,  and 
though  his  face  still  bore  a  death-like  hue,  he  proceeded  with 
his  card-playing  as  coolly  as  if  nothing  unusual  had  occurred. 

Sheriff  Smith  was  puzzled.  He  would  have  staked  his  life 
on  the  accuracy  of  his  suspicions,  but  there  was  not  the  shadow 
of  real  evidence  upon  which  to  base  a  reason  for  placing  the 
man  under  arrest.  There  were  incriminating  circumstances, 
however,  which,  since  the  identity  of  the  girl  was  made 
known,  had  imbedded  the  suspicion  deeper  and  deeper  into 
the  mind  of  the  sheriff :  Poker  Joe's  arrival  in  town  that 
\  evening,  his  display  of  large  amounts  of  money  occasioned 
by  his  heavy  losses  at  cards,  his  agitation  caused  by  the 
'  presence  of  the  girl,  and  his  excitement  and  anger  at  the 
words  of  the  sheriff.  But  there  was  one  thing  absolutely 
requisite  to  the  welding  of  these  links  of  circumstances  into 
a  chain  of  evidence.  It  would  be  a  disastrous  venture  for 
the  sheriff  if  he  should  fail.  He  turned  toward  the  pool- 
table  just  as  the  bar-keeper,  who  was  industriously  engaged 
behind  the  bar  rubbing  the  glasses,  looked  up  and,  for  the 
first  time,  realized  the  significance  of  the  sheriffs  recent  re- 
marks to  Poker  Joe.  The  shock  he  received  from  this 
gleam  of  intelligence  caused  him  to  drop  a  thin  glass  to  the 
floor.  The  ringing  of  the  broken  glass  startled  the  entire  com- 
pany from  the  reverie  into  which  they  had  fallen.  The  sleep- 
ing girl  awoke,  sprang  to  a  silting  posture  on  the  pool-table, 
and  with  a  frightened  look,  as  if  she  had  awakened  from 
some  terrible  dream,  turned  suddenly  toward  Poker  Joe. 
She  uttered  a  shriek  of  recognition  and  fell  back  on  the 
table,  hiding  her  face. 

The  gambler  arose  instantly.  He  clutched  at  his  belt 
nervously,  and  staggering  to  the  door,  passed  out. 

Major  Downey,  who  by  this  time  had  fully  realized  and 
comprehended  the  sheriff's  suspicions,  approached  him  and 
whispered : 

"  Quick,  Clare,  or  he  will  escape  !  " 

11  Wait,"  said  the  sheriff,  calmly,  laying  a  hand  on  the 
major's  arm.  "  It  may  not  be  strictly  legal,  but  it  wilt  be 
better  for  the  girl.  Wait."  Then  bending  an  ear  toward 
the  open  door  as  if  in  anticipation,  he  motioned  the  excited 
persons  surrounding  him  to  maintain  silence. 

The  snow  had  ceased  falling.  The  outer  atmosphere  was 
cold  and  still.  The  moon  ventured  out  from  behind  a 
shifting  cloud  and  cast  its  glimmering  light  upon  the  shroud 
of  snow. 

The  clear,  keen  ring  of  a  pistol-shot  broke  the  mental 
tension  of  the  listeners,  who  nodded  significantly  to  each 
other.  The  girl  on  the  cot  started  nervously  and  drew  the 
covering  more  closely  about  her  head  and  face. 

"  Poker  Joe  wins  his  bluff,"  Sheriff  Smith  remarked, 
quietly  ;  "  but  I  had  him  on  a  dead  square  show-down." 

Lkwis  Henry  Eddy. 

San  Francisco,  August,  1894. 


September  3,  1894. 


THE        ARG  ON  AUT. 


SECRETS    OF    THE    SECOND   EMPIRE. 

Mysteries  of  Napoleon  the  Third's  Court  Revealed  by  a  New  His- 
torian—Louis Napoleon's   Half-Brother,    the   Due  de 
Morny— A  Tangle  of  Left-Handed  Marriages. 


In  the  vast  output  of  new  historic  and  anecdotic  matter 
now  being  printed  about  Napoleon  the  First  and  his  court, 
the  Second  Empire  is  almost  lost  to  sight  ;  but  that  it  is  a  fer- 
tile field  for  the  historian  and  student  of  men  and  manners 
is  more  than  hinted  at  in  an  article  in  the  current  Fort- 
nightly ^  entitled  "  Side-Lights  on  the  Second  Empire,"  by 
William  Graham.  Mr.  Graham  has  been  made  the  confi- 
dant of  two  persons,  one  of  whom  is  soon  to  present  to  the 
world  a  history  of  the  Second  Empire,  to  which  Mr.  Gra- 
ham's article  is  in  a  way  an  introduction. 

One  of  the  first  points  that  strike  the  reader  of  this  essay 
is  Mr.  Graham's  estimate  of  the  two  chief  factors  of  the 
Second  Empire.     To  give  his  own  words  : 

Never  in  history  has  there  been  such  an  excellent  instance  of  the 
old  adage,  "  Speech  is  silver  and  silence  gold,"  as  in  the  case  of  the 
Third  Bonaparte.  While  all  the  world  supposed  this  man  a  re- 
incarnation of  his  uncle,  many  even  going  the  length  of  believing 
the  nephew  the  greater,  Napoleon  the  Third  was  merely  the  tool  of 
a  band  of  adventurers,  of  whom  Morny  was  the  first  and  chief. 
Louis  Bonaparte  possessed,  however,  the  face  of  a  sphinx  and  the 
taciturnity  of  an  American  Indian,  and,  during  eighteen  years  of 
empire,  he  tricked  the  world. 

The  planner  of  the  coup  d'itat,  the  man  whose  brain,  fortified  by 
nerves  of  steel,  could  devise,  and  whose  iron  heart  could  give  the 
strength  to  carry  out  this  epoch-making  "crime  "(if  crime  it  was), 
was  Morny — Morny  the  creator,  the  leading  spirit  of  the  Second 
Empire,  the  man  with  whose  life  the  prosperity  of  the  empire  was 
conterminous,  whose  death  was  its  death-warrant,  too.  The  real  im- 
portance of  this  man  has  not  been  sufficiently  appreciated  since  his 
death,  particularly  perhaps,  because,  while  living,  Morny  purposely 
used  politics  more  as  a  lever  for  finance  than  for  the  sake  of  actual 
political  ambitions  ;  but  there  can  be  no  doubt  that,  to  any  one  who 
can  read  between  the  lines,  Morny  was  the  real  Emperor  of  France, 
as,  indeed,  he  was  proclaimed  in  an  involuntary  ebullition  of  feeling 
by  the  assembly  he  ruled  so  well  and  after  his  one  and  only  oratorical 
effort,  his  speech  in  favor  of  Russia  at  the  time  when  Polish  enthusi- 
asm was  at  its  height  both  in  France  and  England. 

That  Morny  was  the  elder  brother  of  Napoleon  the 
Third  is  well  known,  but  it  is  as  well  to  repeat  here  Mr. 
Graham's  account  of  his  parentage  : 

Morny  was  the  son  of  Hortense.  Queen  of  Holland,  step-daughter 
of  the  first  Napoleon,  and  the  Comte  de  Flahaut,  a  well-known 
Napoleonic  soldier,  and  subsequently  a  famous  diplomatist,  for 
many  years  Embassador  of  France  in  London  ;  a  man  of  singular 
charm  of  manner.  Mention  is  constantly  made  of  M.  de  Flahaut  in 
the  letters  of  Croker  and  other  memoirs  of  the  day.  He  married, 
in  1827,  a  daughter  of  Lord  Keith,  and  died  in  1870,  five  years  after 
his  celebrated  son,  and  in  the  year  of  the  dibacle,  having,  as  it  were, 
waited  on  the  world's  stage  just  so  long  as  his  son's  edifice  should 
last.  To  this  man,  De  Morny  owed  that  stateliness  of  manner  of  the 
old  grand-seigneur  stamp,  while  from  his  mother  lie  doubtless  in- 
herited that  southern  charm,  that  indescribable  softness  of  enchant- 
ment which  is  peculiarly  the  possession  of  the  races  of  the  south. 
De  Morny's  position  had  been  perfectly  regularized  through  his 
legal  adoption  by  an  old  nobleman  of  that  name,  and  his  mother  had 
left  him  a  fortune  of  some  fifteen  hundred  pounds  a  year,  while  he 
was  adopted  by  his  grandmother,  Mme.  Flahaut  de  Souza,  a  well- 
known  writer  of  novels  and  in  her  time  a  woman  of  fashion. 

During  the  time  that  his  brother,  Louis  Bonaparte,  was  living  in 
provincial  retirement  al  Arenberg,  during  the  six  years,  moreover, 
that  his  brother  was  in  prison,  Morny  was  enjoying  to  the  full 
all  the  gayeties  of  Paris,  having  been  introduced  to  the  inmost 
circles  of  Parisian  fashion  by  his  father,  always  one  of  the  prime 
favorites  of  Paris. 

After  a  brief  but  brilliant  career  as  a  soldier,  having  served  with 
great  distinction  before  the  walls  of  Constantine,  Morny  showed 
himself  a  most  capable  man  of  business,  establishing  a  large  manu- 
factory for  the  production  of  beet-root  sugar,  which  secured  his 
election  as  deputy  for  Clermont  Ferrand,  for  which  constituency  he 
sat  until  the  end  of  all  things  in  1848,  and  he  was  also  recognized 
by  universal  acclamation  as  the  arbiter  eleganiia rum  of  Paris. 

If  Morny  had  not  inherited  his  title,  neither  did  Napo- 
leon the  Third  bear  the  name  of  his  real  father.  Says  Mr. 
Graham  of  his  right  to  sit  in  the  seat  of  his  "uncle"  : 

He  had  no  such  right ;  and  there  can  be  no  doubt  that  he  was  the 
son  of  Charles  Henri  Verhuel,  a  well-known  Dutch  admiral,  who  first 
met  Hortense  when,  as  president  of  a  deputation  from  Holland  when 
Napoleon  the  First  was  at  his  prime,  he  humbly  requested  the  con- 
queror's brother  to  graciously  reign  over  Holland.  This  proposal 
was  accepted,  and  after  Louis  the  elder  and  his  wife  had  taken  up 
their  abode  in  their  adopted  country,  Verhuel  became  one  of. the 
many  lovers  of  that  modern  "  Messalina,"  as  her  husband  terms  her 
in  a  letter  to  the  Pope,  which  we  shall  now  consider.  In  this  letter, 
written  at  the  time  of  the  expedition  of  his  two  "  sons  " — the  future 
Emperor  of  the  French  and  his  elder  brother — to  Italy,  poor  Louis, 
after  expressing  his  grief  and  humiliation  to  the  Pope  that  a  son  of 
his  should  have  placed  himself  in  opposition  to  Holy  Church,  goes  on 
to  write  as  follows  :  "As  regards  the  other" — the  future  emperor — 
"  your  Holiness  knows  that  he  is  no  son  of  mine.  It'has  been  my 
misfortune  to  be  wedded  to  a  Messalina,"  etc.  Now,  the  "your 
Holiness  knows  "  refers  to  a  previous  letter  to  the  Pope,  which  has 
either  not  been  known  of  by  those  treating  of  this  subject,  or  else  has 
been  strangely  negkxted,  for  it  is  conclusive  ;  in  this  letter,  Louis 
Bonaparte,  King  of  Holland,  gives  the  clearest  reasons  why  the  so- 
called  Louis  Bonaparte  of  France  could  not  possibly  have  been  his 
son.  Much  of  the  third  Napoleon's  character  is  elucidated  on  bear- 
ing in  mind  that  on  his  father's  side  he  was  Dutch.  His  virtues,  as 
his  faults,  were  all  Dutch.  His  phlegm,  his  courage,  was  distinctly 
d  la  Hollandaise.  His  patience  under  imprisonment,  his  good-nature, 
too,  both  were  Dutch.     His  whole  character  was  Dutch. 

Of  the  queen-mother  of  these  two  sons,  Mr.  Graham 
says  : 

The  principle,  or,  perhaps  I  should  rather  say,  want  of  principle, 
of  the  conduct  of  Queen  Hortense  irresistibly  reminds  one  of  the 
mot  of  the  too  good-natured  lady  of  Louis  the  Fifteenth's  court :  "  Ca 
leur  plait,  et  me  fait  peu  de  mal,"  and  't  is,  I  believe,  the  case  that  the 
only  one  of  her  three  sons  who  had  any  Bonaparte  blood  at  all  was 
the  first ;  but  it  would  appear  on  excellent  authority  that  her  husband 
showed  un  peu  trop  de  zele  in  apologizing  to  the  pontiff  for  this  one's 
error,  and  that  he  was  really  the  son  of  the  Bonaparte  of  Bonapartes — 
the  great  Napoleon  himself.  There  is  certainly  a  great  deal  to  sup- 
port this  on  glancing  at  the  histories  and  chroniques  scandaleuses  of 
the  time  ;  and  it  was  through  Napoleon's  sympathy  for  Hortense  that 
Louis  lost  his  crown.  It  is  amusing,  by  the  way,  at  this  juncture  to 
reflect  that  Napoleon  the  First  invariably  speaks  of  his  step-daughter 
Hortense  as  an  angel  of  purity,  "who  forces  him  to  believe  in  the 
excellence  of  goodness." 

Never  was  there  a  court  in  which  so  much  of  la  main  gauche  pre- 
vailed, for  it  was  rumored  that  Flahaut — and,  if  this  be  true,  an  ab- 
solute regularity  in  irregularity  in  the  succession  of  three  generations 
would  obtain — Morny's  father,  owed  in  his  turn  the  debt  of  life  to 
Talleyrand,  while  Walewski,  the  minister  for  foreign  affairs,  was  un- 
doubtedly a  son  of  Napoleon  the  First — the  imperial  bastard,  as 
Morny  was  the  royal. 

Mr.  Graham  next  relates  the  true  story  of  the  preliminaries 
of  the  coup  d'etat: 


On  the  night  of  December  i,  1851,  the  president  held  his  usual 
soirie  at  the  Elysee.  Nothing  in  any  way  out  of  the  ordinary  was 
noticeable  at  this  reception.  But  Vieyra,  the  commandant  of  the 
National  Guard,  was  present,  and  he  undertook  that  the  band  of  the 
National  Guard  should  not  play  that  night.  At  eleven  o'clock  every 
one  had  left  except  De  Morny,  Maupas,  and  St.  Arnaud,  that  heroic 
soldier  of  fortune  whose  name  was  once  Le  Roy.  Name-changing 
seems  to  have  possessed  a  peculiar  charm  for  the  men  of  the  Second 
Empire.  Morny's  obliging  godfather  was  simply  Demorny  tout  net ; 
but  the  de  adds  the  element  of  aristocracy. 

The  three  followed  the  president  into  his  study  and  Colonel  Beville 
followed.  Mocquard,  Napoleon's  private  secretary,  waited  immedi- 
ately outside  the  door.  Fleury,  who  was  really  an  agent  of  Morny's, 
was  away  on  an  errand  of  the  latter,  and  returned  about  six  A.  M.,  on 
the  second,  having  given  command  for  the  movement  of  the  battalion 
of  gendarmerie.  Fleury  announced  his  success.  Then  a  strange 
thing  took  place.  De  Maupas  and  the  future  emperor  wanted  to 
back  out.  The  oceans  of  blood,  which  now  they  could  see  would 
have  to  be  shed,  required  for  the  shedding  the  nerves  of  very  strong 
men — the  nerves  of  soldiers  like  De  Morny,  St.  Arnaud,  or  the  dash- 
ing charmeur  Fleury. 

There  was  another  room  leading  off  from  the  study,  and  Morny 
requested  his  brother  to  step  inside,  in  order  that  he  might  gently 
reason  with  him.  And  this  was  his  gentle  reasoning  :  Drawing  a 
revolver  from  the  pocket  of  his  overcoat,  thrown  over  the  arm  of  his 
dress-coat,  he  placed  himself  before  the  door  and  remarked:  "If 
you  attempt  to  leave  this  room,  Louis,  I  will  blow  your  brains  out," 
and  then  later  on,  having  to  go  out  in  order  to  take  possession  of  the 
Home  Office  for  telegraphing  purposes,  he  told  Fleury  to  mount 
guard  over  both  of  these  too  tender-hearted  men  till  his  return. 
Louis  gave  in  after  this  somewhat  coercive  persuasion.  Then  the 
musketry  exercise  began. 

A  marriage  was  the  next  question,  and  that  was  not  easily 
arranged  : 

Napoleon  the  Third  has  frequently  been  blamed  for  making,  as  he 
did,  a  marriage  of  the  heart  ;  but  it  seems  to  have  always  been  over- 
looked that  Napoleon  the  Third  did  not  marry  until  after  overtures 
had  been  made  to  various  European  courts,  and  surely  it  would 
hardly  have  been  a  dignified  attitude  on  the  part  of  the  successor  to 
the  dazzling  glorv  of  the  great  emperor  ;  it  would  hardly  have  been 
logical,  either,  in  a  democratic  emperor  to  wait  upon  his  good  be- 
havior until  one  of  Europe's  sovereigns  might  deign  to  bestow  a 
daughter  of  an  old  reigning  house  upon  a  Bonaparte.  There  is  al- 
ways a  romantic  chord  in  human  nature,  and  all  Europe  felt  a  thrill 
upon  that  chord  when  the  Emperor  of  France  led  Mile,  de  Montijo 
to  the  altar.  Napoleon,  in  following  the  dictates  of  his  heart,  fol- 
lowed the  dictates  of  true  policy  as  well,  and  his  speech  in  an- 
nouncing the  marriage  flattered  the  national  feeling,  in  which  he  said 
that  for  a  parvenu  it  was  best  to  be  frankly  a  parvenu.,  a  -d  that  when 
"  parvenir  "  signified  a  rise  to  the  supreme  honors  "of  a  Caesar  ruling 
over  the  first  country  in  the  world,  there  was  no  room  for  aught  but 
glory.  Morny  was  the  only  man  who  acted  diplomatically  at  this 
time.  While  all  the  other  ministers  were  against  the  marriage,  and 
did  not  hesitate  to  say  so  in  the  plainest  terms,  Morny  at  once  made 
a  friend  of  the  empress  by  the  remark  he  made  to  his  brother  on 
being  consulted  by  him  as  to  the  line  he  should  take.  "Show  the 
people  of  Paris  this,"  he  said,  pointing  to  the  portrait  of  the  then 
Mile,  de  Montijo,  "  and  take  the  opinion  of  a  plebiscite  between  her 
and  all  the  other  princesses  of  Europe  as  to  the  choice  of  an  em- 
press, and  have  no  fear." 

With  the  closing  fifties  came  the  Italian  War.  It  has 
frequently  been  said  of  Napoleon  the  Third  that,  notwith- 
standing his  tendresse  for  the  opposite  sex,  he  never  allowed 
the  amiable  weakness  to  affect  him  politically.  But  there 
was  an  exception  to  this,  and  that  was  in  the  case  of  the  beau- 
tiful Countess  de  Castiglione,  of  whom  Mr.  Graham 
writes  : 

This  lady  seems,  from  the  testimony  of  all  who  knew  her  in  her 
prime,  to  have  been  one  of  those  extraordinary  beauties  who  have 
dazzled  and  enchanted  the  world,  and  she  was  the  only  woman,  ex- 
cept the  empress,  who  had  any  influence  over  the  emperor  as  re- 
gards his  public  life.  Mme.  de  Castiglione  was  a  niece  of  Cavour, 
but  she  laughed  at  Cavour,  she  laughed  at  Victor  Emmanuel,  when 
either  was  spoken  of  as  the  creator  of  Italian  independence  ;  she 
claimed  herself  to  be  the  founder  of  modern  Italy,  and  in  her 
vivacious,  Italian  way  was  wont  to  point  to  her  lips,  saying  :  "  C'est 
5a  qui  l'a  fait."  The  countess  has  been  spoken  of  as  a  woman  of 
great  beauty  and  no  intellect,  but  that  certainly  can  not  have  been 
the  case,  though  the  babyishness  of  the  Italian  woman's  manner  may 
have  led  to  that  conclusion.  The  lady  died  only  a  few  months  ago, 
and  in  very  straitened  circumstances.  She  lived  latterly  in  the  Place 
Vendome,  and  there  I  called  upon  her  a  few  years  ago.  As  I  knew 
some  friends  of  the  countess,  I  managed  to  gratify  my  wish  for  an 
interview.  It  was  rather  a  disappointment.  I  expected  to  find  a 
woman  showing  at  least  the  remains  of  great  beauty.  No,  the 
beauty  had  passed  away  like  the  neiges  d'aulan.  The  countess 
chatted  away  freely  enough,  and  possessed  that  sweet,  easy  manner 
that  one  finds  only  among  southern  women.  She  told  me,  with  that 
refreshing  southern  laugh  which  reminds  one  of  children's  laughter, 
that  when  she  came  to  the  second  London  Exhibition  she  was  so 
beautiful  that  people  mounted  on  their  seats  at  the  opera  to  see  her. 
Now  and  then  she  broke  into  Italian,  and  then,  and  only  then,  could 
I  bring  back  to  my  consciousness  the  grande  charmeuse  of  the  Em- 
pire. I  let  her  run  on  for  some  time  in  that  language  before  telling 
her  that  French  suited  my  philological  powers  better,  and  $he 
asked  me  why  I  had  let  her  talk  so  long  in  Italian  ;  1  told  her  I 
loved  the  sound  so.  She  laughed  again  then,  and  seemed  pleased  ;  but, 
on  the  whole,  she  appeared  saddened  over  by  the  inexorable  march 
of  events,  and,  indeed,  told  me  "  quelle  sentait  la  vie  tres  triste." 

Mme.  de  Castiglione  used  to  dress  in  a  most  striking  manner,  as 
only  an  Italian  woman  could  dress— des  toilettes  d' apparition  /—and 
her  long,  luxuriant  hair  floated  about  as  though  it  would  own  the  rule 
of  no  coiffeur.  Sometimes,  indeed,  the  dress  was  principally  con- 
spicuous by  its  absence.  Once,  at  a  fancy-dress  ball,  the  emperor 
was  about  to  present  Mme.  de  Castiglione  to  the  empress. 
Madame's  skirt  was  looped  up,  to  the  hip,  with  a  heart-shaped 
brooch.  "  Vous  portez  votre  cceur  bien  bas,  madame,"  remarked 
the  empress,  contemptuously,  leaving  both  emperor  and  countess 
planUs  Id.  But  on  the  occasion  of  one  of  her  late  visits  to  Paris,  en 
route  for  the  Riviera,  the  imperial  lady  beheld,  leaving  a  Faubourg 
St.  Germain  residence  on  a  visit  of  condolence,  her  old  rival  in 
beauty.  The  countess  avoided  her,  but  the  empress,  looking  with 
sympathy  on  all  that  remained  of  this  once  dazzling  loveliness,  of 
this  almost  imperial  power  of  beauty,  while  no  doubt  a  sentiment  of 
fellow-feeling  thrilled  her  as  a  sister  in  misfortune,  if  once  a  rival  in 
loveliness,  remarked,  pensively:  "She  might*  have  spoken  to  me 
now  ;  we  are  both  in  another  world." 

We  must  conclude  these  extracts  with  Mr.  Graham's  sur- 
prising explanation  of  the  death  of  the  Due  de  Morny  : 

He  had  been  ill  for  some  time — ill  with  a  mysterious  illness  about 
which  the  physicians  seemed  reticent,  but  which  he  bore  with  a  stoic 
calm.  The  pillule  story  of  Daudet  must  be  taken  with  a  vast  pro- 
portion of  grains  of  salt,  and  great  allowance  made  for  the  im- 
agination of  the  professed  romance-writer.  Undoubtedly  De  Morny 
was  in  the  habit  of  taking  a  certain  prescription  daily,  and  an  over- 
dose, taken  subsequently  to  his  doctor's  death,  may  have  resulted  in 
much  harm  to  him  ;  in  fact,  after  the  autopsy,  his  heart  was  found  to 
be  simply  metallic,  but  the  real  cause  of  death  has  never  yet  been 
given.     I  will  give  it  now  : 

The  doctors  called  De  Morny's  complaint  internal  disease.  It  was. 
It  was  an  internal  disease  caused  by  the  passage  of  a  sword  through 
the  interior.  Morny  avail  fait  une  bonne  fortune  de  trop,  and  the 
husband,  an  old  general,  after  a  severe  altercation,  stabbed  Morny. 

This  brings  Mr.  Graham's  article  to  a  close.  If  the  book 
to  which  it  serves  as  an  introduction  is  to  be  judged  by  it,  it 
should  have  a  success  greater  than  that  of  "  An  Englishman 
in  Paris"  by  just  so  much  as  its  veracity  exceeds  that  of  Mr. 
Vandam's  ingenious  imaginings. 


MR.    BARNES,  OF    BOSTON. 


Why    the    New    York    Brokers    Fired    Him    out    upon    his    Neck  - 

The    Peculiar    Etiquette    of   the    New    York 

Stock    Exchange. 


A  faint  flicker  of  attention  was  drawn,  a  day  or  two  since, 
to  the  New  York  Stock  Exchange  by  the  adventures  of  Mr. 
Barnes,  of  Boston.  Mr.  Barnes  is  a  member  of  an  eminent 
firm  of  Boston  stock-brokers,  known  as  Cunningham  & 
Barnes.  He  is  a  gentleman  of  wealth,  respectability,  and 
culture.  His  friends  are  legion.  But  in  an  evil  hour — the 
day  being  hot  and  Mr.  Barnes's  spirits  being  high — it  befell 
him  to  enter  the  sacred  purlieus  of  the  New  York  Stock  Ex- 
change in  his  shirt-sleeves.  It  was  as  if  he  had  trod  the 
floor  of  the  London  Exchange  with  a  derby  hat  on  his  head. 
The  susceptibilities  of  the  New  York  brokers  were  roused. 
There  is  a  law  on  'change  that  bars  shirt-sleeves.  A  man 
may  wear  any  kind  of  coat  he  fancies — from  a  seventy-five- 
dollar  cutaway  from  Poole's  to  a  three-dollar  hand-me-down 
alpaca  from  a  cheap  clothier's.  It  may  be  of  any  color 
from  sober  black  to  sky  blue.  It  may  be  a  swallow-tail  or 
an  apology  for  a  dressing-gown.  But  there  must  be  some 
kind  of  coat,  or  the  proprieties  will  be  so  outraged  that  de- 
cency will  call  for  vengeance.  So,  though  Mr.  Barnes's 
shirt  was  pretty,  being  a  pongee  silk,  the  brokers  fell  upon 
him  like  a  howling  band  of  savages,  trampled  on  his  hat, 
tore  his  beautiful  sleeves,  and,  seizing  him  by  his  collar  and 
waistcoat,  ejected  him  in  a  disheveled  condition  from  the 
sacred  purlieus. 

While  everybody  is  laughing  at  Mr.  Barnes  and  his  sad 
misadventure,  people  are  led  by  the  accident  to  moralize 
once  more  on  the  stock  exchange  and  its  ways.  It  is  an  in- 
stitution which  flourishes  in  defiance  of  law.  Its  contracts 
have  been  pronounced  illegal.  They  can  not  be  enforced  by 
the  courts.  The  monopoly  of  traffic  in  shares  has  never 
been  sanctioned  by  law.  The  exchange  is  a  law  unto  itself. 
No  man  can  carry  on  a  business  in  stocks  and  bonds  with- 
out being  a  member,  and  no  man  can  become  a  member 
except  by  the  consent  of  the  members  now  in.  Stock- 
broking  is  the  only  calling  in  this  country  in  which  a  citizen 
is  not  free  to  engage  without* permission  from  others.  A 
man  may  become  a  banker,  or  a  dry-goods  dealer,  or  a  ship- 
owner, or  a  grocer,  or  a  contractor,  at  his  will ;  he  may  exer- 
cise the  calling  of  lawyer  or  doctor  if  he  passes  examina- 
tions which  are  prescribed  by  law  ;  but  he  can  not  do  busi- 
ness as  a  stock-broker  except  by  permission  from  a  private 
association  of  persons  already  engaged  in  that  business. 
The  cast-iron  monopoly  recalls  the  European  guilds  of  the 
Middle  Ages.  It  is  a  standing  protest  against  the  laws  for 
the  collection  of  debts. 

Such  an  institution  is  a  necessary  feature  of  modern  civil- 
ization. There  must  be  a  mart  in  which  those  who  are  seek- 
ing investments  for  accumulated  capital  can  find  those  who 
are  issuing  securities  to  represent  money-consuming  enter- 
prises. From  this  point  of  view,  the  exchange  is  beneficial 
and  useful.  But  the  business  of  the  investment  branch  of 
the  exchange  is  infinitesimal  in  comparison  with  that  of  the 
speculative  branch.  The  exchange  would  have  died  long 
ago  if  it  had  not  been  a  great  gambling-house  where  persons 
afflicted  with  the  mania  of  agio  can  satiate  their  appetite. 
For  one  person  who  frequents  the  exchange  to  invest  money 
or  to  realize  on  an  investment  a  hundred  visit  to  gamble. 

A  considerate  concern  for  the  public  morals  requires  the 
police  to  close  resorts  where  money  is  made  or  lost  at  faro 
or  roulette  ;  but  the  doors  of  an  institution  where  more 
money  is  staked  and  lost  in  a  day  than  all  the  gambling- 
houses  in  New  York  see  in  a  year,  stand  invitingly  open  for 
the  unwary.  The  law  is  the  same  in  both  places.  Ninety- 
nine  out  of  a  hundred  gamblers  lose  all  they  have.  But, 
whereas  the  knights  of  the  green  cloth,  when  they  are 
cleaned  out,  generally  betake  themselves  to  some  form  of 
labor  for  their  support,  the  Wall  Street  gambler,  once  in- 
fected with  the  virus,  rarely  quits  the  purlieus  of  the  ex- 
change. He  hangs  on,  begging  and  borrowing  from  old 
acquaintances  and  tempting  fortune  again  and  again.  When 
he  can  not  beguile  a  broker  to  fill  an  order  for  him  on  the 
exchange,  he  falls  back  on  the  bucket-shops  and  deals  in 
two  or  five-share  lots  with  stop-orders  attached.  He  is 
often  reduced  so  low  that  his  pockets  are  not  figuratively, 
but  actually  empty  ;  but  still  he  haunts  the  familiar  spot  in 
the  hope  that  something  will  turn  up,  or  that  some  one  will 
give  him  a  small  stake  in  return  for  "a  point." 

As  a  rule,  the  brokers  are  open-handed  and  generous. 
They  lend  and  they  give  to  the  poor  old  wrecks  who  incum- 
ber the  entrances  to  the  building  ;  but  generosity,  however 
large,  has  its  limits,  and  there  comes  a  time  when  it  must  be 
stopped.  There  are  several  score,  not  to  say  hundreds,  of 
individuals  who  have  been  rich  in  their  day,  some  of  them 
powers  in  the  street,  who  now  drift  to  Broad  Street  every  morn- 
ing, without  a  fixed  notion  as  to  where  their  dinner  is  to  come 
from.  They  wander  round  from  group  to  group,  without 
definite  purpose,  but  with  a  wild  idea  that  where  such  large 
loaves  are  being  cut  some  crumbs  may  fall  Iheir  way.  Com- 
mon sense  suggests  that  they  ought  to  go  to  work,  if  it  were 
only  at  driving  a  baker's  wagon.  But  work  is  revolting  to 
one  who  has  been  brought  up  a  gambler.  They  remember 
the  time  when,  without  expenditure  of  labor,  they  made  a 
turn  in  the  market  which  yielded  thousands  ;  surely  that  time 
has  not  gone  forever  ;  surely  it  will  return  some  day  and  the 
king  will  have  his  own  again.  So  they  hang  round  the  old 
corners,  and  listen  to  the  old  confident  predictions,  and  fill 
the  old  friends  who  see  them   with  a  pity  that  is  harrowing. 

There  is  a  class  of  these  operators  whose  fortunes  fluctu- 
ate like  a  pendulum.  They  are  often  rich  and  often  poor, 
but  they  always  stop  short  of  getting  broke.  In  reality,  it 
makes  little  difference  to  them  whether  they  are  rich  or  poor. 
In  both  extremities  of  fortune,  they  live  in  the  same  way, 
occupy  the  same  house,  wear  the  same  clothes,  eat  the  same 
food,  take  the  same  pleasures.  Their  vicissitudes  are  a 
mere  question  of  book-keeping.  Ft.,\" 

New  York,  August  25,  1894. 


o 


THE 


ARGO  N  AUT. 


September  3,  1894. 


A    MALE    GODIVA. 

How  a  Captain  of  Hussars  and  a  Horse-Fly  Startled  a  French  City. 

The  inhabitants  of  La  Roche,  a  considerable  city  on  the 
eastern  frontier  of  France,  read,  not  without  interest,  toward 
the  end  of  last  winter,  the  following  item  in  the  Union: 

"  By  a  ministerial  decree,  dated  March  ist,  the  Seventh  Regiment 
of  Engineers,  at  present  garrisoned  in  our  city,  is  ordered  to  Quimper. 
It  will  be  replaced  by  the  Fourteenth  Hussars,  lately  stationed  at 
Bavonne.     It  is  not  without  deep  regret,"  etc. 

As  a  matter  of  fact,  the  regrets  expressed  by  the  La 
Roche  journal  were  pure  courtesy.  Everybody  knows  that 
an  entire  corps  of  engineers  does  not  bring  to  a  town  the 
burning  animation  that  a  half-dozen  light-cavalry  officers  im- 
part. The  first  are  quiet  bodies,  almost  all  married  men, 
who  shave  themselves,  eat  plain  dinners  every  night,  drink 
beer,  and  content  themselves  with  the  joys  of  domesticity, 
which  pleases  neither  barbers,  inn-keepers,  nor  the  honest 
burghers  who  tire  of  the  monotony  of  their  own  homes. 
The  engineers'  uniform  shines  by  its  simplicity,  their  music 
by  its  absence,  and  the  good  drivers  of  the  chariots  of  Mars 
are  too  busy  with  their  mules  to  risk  a  glance  toward  the 
rosy  car  where  the  beloved  of  their  god  drives  her  doves. 
But  when  the  Hussars  come  !  Then  there  is  something  else 
to  while  away  the  long  afternoons,  under  the  blossoming 
chestnut-trees,  than  the  gentle  splash  of  the  fountain.  Then 
fair  shoulders  are  exposed  to  new  admirers  at  the  judge's 
wife's  balls  or  the  receptions  of  Mme.  la  Presidente. 

On  the  fifteenth  of  April,  the  Hussars,  tired,  dusty,  but 
fascinating,  made  their  triumphal  entry  into  La  Roche. 
Poor  engineers  !  They  had  not  gone  a  dozen  miles  yet,  and 
they  were  already  forgotten. 

In  the  afternoon  of  that  very  day,  a  young  and  handsome 
captain,  blonde,  curly-haired,  and  as  neat  as  a  pin,  not  look- 
ing at  all  like  a  man  who  had  just  ridden  fifty  miles  on 
horseback,  rang  the  bell  at  the  garden  gate  of  a  house  in  the 
Rue  de  la  Cathedrale. 

"  Will  you  be  good  enough  to  inform  M.  de  Saupiquet 
that  I  wish  to  lease  his  summer-house?"  said  he,  handing 
the  servant  his  card.     On  the  card  was  inscribed  : 


The  Vicomte  de  Pribois,  \ 

Captain  in  the  Fourteenth  Hussars. 

M.  de  Saupiquet  had  been  careful  not  to  go  out  that  morn- 
ing, for  he  knew  well  that  some  one  would  "come  for  the 
summer-house."  It  was  an  established  custom.  For  thirty 
years  past,  the  little  house  at  the  end  of  the  garden,  com- 
prising a  sleeping-apartment,  stable-room  for  three  horses, 
and  a  coach-house,  had  invariably  been  hired  by  an  officer 
from  the  garrison.  When  there  was  a  change  of  regiments, 
the  first  question  asked  in  the  drawing-rooms  of  the  Grande 
Rue,  the  Rue  de  Chapitre,  and  the  Rue  de  Cathedrale  was  : 
"Whom  are  the  Saupiquets  going  to  let  their  summer- 
house  to  ? " 

For  it  was  a  matter  of  much  nicety.  The  tenant  must  be 
a  man  who  was  at  once  wealthy  and  a  married  man  ;  wealthy, 
for  a  rental  of  twelve  hundred  francs — a  figure  beyond  the 
purse  of  the  ordinary  officer — should  not  frighten  him  off ; 
married,  because  of  certain  reasons  which  a  single  word  will 
make  clear  :  M.  de  Saupiquet  was  married  himself,  and  had 
a  daughter  who  was  on  the  second  tack  of  her  nineteenth 
year. 

So  Captain  de  Prebois  having  declared,  with  a  satisfaction 
tempered  with  the  modesty  good  taste  dictates,  that  he  en- 
joyed the  precious  privilege  of  being  a  bachelor,  he  was  not 
even  invited  to  sit  down. 

At  the  gate,  whither  the  prudent  proprietor  politely  es- 
corted him,  explaining  on  the  way  the  causes  of  his  refusal, 
but  without  delaying  him  on  the  way,  Gaston  met  Mme.  de 
Saupiquet  and  her  daughter  returning  home. 

"  This  gentleman  has  come  about  the  summer-house,  I 
suppose  ? "  said  the  mother,  a  substantial  matron,  whose 
mere  aspect  sufficiently  indicated  her  preponderance  in  the 
family. 

"  I  had  come  to  lease  the  summer-house,"  replied  the 
officer,  with  a  smile  which  elevated  the  points  of  his  mus- 
tache ;  "  but  we  have  not  been  able  to  arrange  matters  satis- 
factorily." 

"  It  is  a  little  expensive  for  a  simple  captain,"  said  the 
lady.  She  had  learned  to  recognize  an  officer's  rank  by  his 
shoulder-straps  through  having  had  so  many  army  tenants. 
"  Oh,  if  it  were  only  the  price — I  would  consider  no  price 
too  high  to  secure  proper  quarters  for  my  horses.  And  they 
would  have  been  so  well  placed  here." 

"Ah,  then  I  see  what  it  is  ;  you  are  not  married." 
"  It  is  not  my  fault,  madame.     We  have  just  come  from 
Bayonne,  where  all  the  women  are  dark.     I  have  a  horror 
of  brunettes." 

Mile.  Hortense,  a  pretty  blonde,  although  remarkably 
well  brought  up,  could  not  avoid  blushing  almost  impercepti- 
bly at  this  opportune  declaration  of  principles. 

"Well,"  resumed  Mme.  de  Saupiquet,  "perhaps  we  can 
find  a  way  out  of  the  difficulty.     You  may  take  the  pavilion 

— put  up  your  two  horses " 

"  I  have  three,  madame,  and  two  carriages." 
The  face  of  Hortense's  mother  lit  up  perceptibly.  "  It  will 
bold  them  all.  As  to  yourself,  an  apartment  in  town  will  be 
more  convenient  for  you  to  receive  your  friends  in.  But 
first  you  must  take  a  look  at  the  place.  Will  you  not  come 
in  now  ? " 

The  next  day,  all  the  town  knew  of  the  arrangement,  and 
knew  not  which  to  admire  more — the  dexterity  of  M.  de 
Saupiquet,  who  was  getting  his  rent  without  the  incon- 
venient presence  of  his  tenant,  or  the  prodigality  of  the 
viscount,  who  was  paying  two  rents  for  his  accommodation. 
The  young  officer  had  handsomely  furnished  a  little  entresol 
in  the  Grande  Rue,  and  soon  justified,  by  the  number  and 
quality  of  the  visits  he  received,  the  precautions  that  Hor- 
^nse's  parents  had  taken  in  his  case. 


Meanwhile  his  three  horses  spent  happy  days  and  peace- 
ful nights  in  the  summer-house.  These  were  two  well-bred 
mares  that  the  captain  drove,  sometimes  in  his  phaeton,  some- 
times in  a  break,  and  a  magnificent  Irish  hunter  that  he 
rode  like  a  centaur.  It  was  not  long  before  Gaston  "made 
rain  or  sunshine,"  as  the  saying  is,  at  the  Saupiquets'.  His 
equipage  was  often  at  the  disposal  of  the  ladies,  to  whom  he 
had  presented  the  flower  of  the  regiment.  It  was  now  a 
military  salon,  in  which  black  coats  seemed  as  out  of  place 
as  a  pot  of  jam  would  be  in  an  armorer's  window. 

Among  these  black  coats  that  of  M.  de  la  Jarrie  was  par- 
ticularly uncomfortable.  When  the  hussars  arrived,  this 
gentleman  was  engaged,  or  almost  so,  to  Mile.  Hortense 
Saupiquet,  one  of  the  best  matches  of  the  neighborhood. 
In  the  provinces  all  matters  are  conducted  with  wise  de- 
liberation, and  it  was  not  unusual  for  matrimonial  projects 
to  take  six  months  in  the  hatching — a  sufficient  time  in 
Paris  for  two  persons  to  marry,  deceive  each  other,  find  it 
out,  and  commence  actions  for  divorce. 

Matters  had  gone  so  far  with  M.  de  la  Jarrie  that  he 
thrust  his  legs  every  Sunday  evening  under  the  Saupiquets* 
mahogany,  in  company  with  the  curd  of  the  parish  and  one 
or  two  other  grave  personages  of  conservative .  opinions. 
He  called  there,  too,  during  the  week.  At  the  three  balls 
that  had  been  given  during  the  preceding  winter,  he  had 
danced  the  cotillion  with  Mile.  Hortense,  a  compromising 
assiduity  that  marriage  alone  could  explain  or,  indeed,  ex- 
cuse. This  marriage  was  an  accepted  fact  in  the  community, 
which  was  no  longer  spoken  of  except  to  ask  as  to  its  probable 
date  and  of  the  more  or  less  extended  programme  of 
festivities  of  which  it  could  not  fail  to  be  the  occasion. 
Edouard  himself  felt  perfectly  easy  about  it,  awaiting  with 
admirable  tranquillity  the  happy  hour  that  should  place  in 
his  arms  a  charming  wife  and  in  his  pocket,  in  the  form  of  a 
marriage  portion,  a  comfortable  little  fortune. 

But  one  day,  as  he  entered  the  Saupiquets'  garden,  La 
Jarrie  found  himself  face  to  face  with  a  horse.  On  the 
horse  was  a  good-looking  officer  in  fatigue  uniform,  and  be- 
side the  animal  stood  a  pretty  young  person  in  a  rose- 
colored  gown,  giving  the  brute  lumps  of  sugar.  The  sugar, 
the  rose-colored  gown,  the  officer,  and  the  horse  made  a 
very  disagreeable  impression  on  Edouard,  and  a  couple  of 
days  later  his  mother,  summoned  by  telegraph,  made  a 
formal  demand  of  Mme.  de  Saupiquet  for  her  daughter's 
hand. 

"  Your  request  does  us  infinite  honor,"  replied  the  propri- 
etress of  the  summer-house.  "  I  must  take  time  to  think 
about  it  and  talk  it  over  with  M.  de  Saupiquet.  I  am  afraid 
that  he  will  think  her  too  young  to  be  married  this  year." 

In  plain  language  this  meant  :  "  If  our  tenant,  who  is  a 
viscount,  who  has  an  income  of  forty  thousand  a  year  in 
landed  estates,  who  is  a  very  handsome  man,  and  whose 
horses  have  been  eating  my  sugar  for  the  past  fortnight, 
does  not  propose  for  our  daughter,  you  shall  be  her  mother- 
in-law." 

This  diplomatic  reserve,  soon  known  from  one  end  of  the 
city  to  the  other,  was  highly  approved  by  the  best  society  of 
La  Roche.     Any  one  would  have  done  the  same. 

It  was  soon  noised  abroad  that  Captain  de  Pre*bois  was 
seriously  in  love  with  Hortense,  which  was  not  true,  and 
that  the  latter  was  crazy  over  the  viscount,  which  was  true  by 
more  than  three-quarters.  At  eight  o'clock  in  the  moming, 
when  the  officer  came  to  look  at  his  horses,  the  girl  was  at 
her  window,  in  the  prettiest  of  negliges,  her  beautiful  blonde 
hair  falling  in  golden  cascades  over  her  shoulders.  At  first 
it  was  only  a  bow  ;  then  a  few  words  ;  then  a  flower  begged, 
refused  at  first,  at  last  tossed  with  a  pretty  air  of  embarrass- 
ment, and  caught  in  the  crown  of  a  satin-lined  cap,  at  the 
bottom  of  which  the  three-pointed  coronet  of  a  viscount  was 
stamped,  like  a  spider  in  its  net.  In  the  town  it  was  looked 
upon  as  a  settled  fact,  and  when  the  viscount  was  seen  to 
pass  with  a  rose  in  his  button-hole,  sly  glances  were  ex- 
changed, as  much  as  to  say  :  "  It's  a  safe  bet  that  that  flower 
never  came  from  the  market." 

La  Jarrie  lost  standing.  Salutations  to  him  became  dis- 
tant ;  his  hand  was  shaken  languidly.  Some  said  he  had 
asked  the  government,  in  whose  service  he  was,  for  a  change 
of  post ;  others,  that  his  finances  were  askew.  For  his  part, 
he  bided  his  time  patiently,  counting  on  the  future.  In  the 
opinion  of  everybody  else,  he  was  counting  on  a  miracle. 

You  shall  see  what  a  horse-fly,  a  simple  horse-fly,  can  do, 
without  the  aid  of  a  miracle,  in  the  way  of  settling  matters. 
Some  two  miles  from  La  Roche,  on  an  uncultivated 
plateau  deliciously  cooled  by  the  eastern  breeze,  a  miniature 
lake,  almost  entirely  hidden  by  bushes  and  the  remains  of 
an  old  hedge,  spread  out  the  azure  mirror  of  its  limpid 
waves.  Few  people  ever  went  there,  for  no  road  passed 
near  it,  and  in  that  undulating  country  there  were  a  hundred 
more  picturesque  rides. 

One  warm  July  morning,  this  mysterious  corner  was  dis- 
covered by  Prebois  and  four  or  five  comrades,  who  had 
gone  for  a  ride  before  luncheon.  The  heat  was  oppressive  ; 
both  the  riders  anti  their  horses  were  worn  out,  covered  with 
dust  and  perspiration.  At  sight  of  the  lake,  there  was  a 
shout  of  joy. 

"  What  a  place  for  a  bath  !  "  cried  one. 
"  Yes,"  said   another ;  "  but   who    will  take  care  of  our 
horses  ?     There  isn't  a  man  or  boy  in  sight." 

"  Our  horses  !  "  exclaimed  Prebois.  "  Why,  we'll  give 
them  a  bath,  too.  They  need  it  more  than  we  do."  And, 
suiting  the  action  to  the  word,  he  leaped  to  the  ground,  un- 
saddled Falcon,  leaving  the  bridle  on,  and  mounted  again 
bareback,  after  having  taken  off  his  own  clothing  and  put  it, 
with  the  saddle,  in  the  shade  of  a  hazel-bush. 

His  companions  had  followed  his  example,  and  they  all 
urged  their  astonished  but  obedient  animals  into  the  water. 
If  any  one  had  been  passing  along  the  shores  of  the  lake  at 
that  time,  he  would  have  thought  he  had  come  upon  a  band 
of  centaurs  frolicking  in  the  water.  Never  was  seen  a  gayer 
or  more  novel  bath. 

However,  it  was  soon  time  to  return  to  the  bank  and  take 
on,  with  their  uniforms,  less  mythological  manners. 

Once  on  the  daisy-sown  greensward,  which  was  as  smooth 


and  soft  as  a  Smyrna  carpet,  Pre*bois  was  seized  with  a  new 
idea. 

u  WTho  wants  to  do  some  vaulting  ?  "  he  cried.  "  Our  cos- 
tume will  not  be  in  the  way  and  it  will  be  much  more  fun 
here  than  in  the  school,"  and  off  he  went  at  a  gallop  on  the 
fresh  grass,  leaping  to  the  ground  and  vaulting  back  to  the 
horse's  back  like  a  veritable  circus-rider.  Spellbound,  his 
companions  watched  him. 

Suddenly  Falcon  started  into  a  mad  gallop,  and  they  saw 
the  captain  tug  at  the  reins  with  all  his  strength,  but  in  vain. 
Then  horse  and  rider  disappeared  behind  the  bushes,  flying 
like  the  wind  in  the  direction  of  the  city. 

"  What  can  be  the  matter  with  him  ?  "  exclaimed  one  of 
the  officers.     "  Where  the  devil  is  he  going  in  that  costume  ?  " 

"He's  going  to  the  stable,"  answered  another.  "I'll  bet 
a  horse-fly  has  got  him.  He's  in  for  it.  My  word,  fellows, 
what  an  adventure  !  Quick,  let's  get  our  clothes  on  and 
follow  him." 

Alas  !  yes,  there  was  no  doubt  that  the  captain  was  in  for 
it.  His  hunter  was  carrying  him  along  at  a  rate  of  twenty 
miles  an  hour,  in  the  costume  of  a  Homeric  warrior. 
Gaston  was  an  athlete  and  had  strong  arms  ;  he  brought  the 
blood  on  Falcon's  mouth,  but  the  reins  snapped  like  thread. 
Then  Prebois  thought  his  last  hour  had  come.  Falcon  had 
reached  the  highway  and  was  going  like  the  wind,  maddened 
more  and  more  by  the  horse-fly  whose  sting  was  sinking 
deeper  and  deeper. 

Already  the  ramparts  of  the  town  loomed  up,  their  gray 
mass  crowned  with  the  forbidding  mouths  of  cannon. 
Twenty  seconds  later  the  animal  cleared  with  a  bound  the 
draw-bridge,  without  touching  it,  sending  sprawling  the 
sentinel,  who  was  getting  ready  to  present  his  bayonet,  for 
it  is  against  the  rules  to  enter  the  town  faster  than  a  walk. 
By  the  time  the  guard,  under  arms,  had  come  out,  Prebois 
was  already  on  the  bridge,  followed  by  all  the  dogs  of  the 
butchers'  quarter,  the  howling  pack  trailing  out  behind 
him  with  fierce  barks  and  bloodshot  eyes. 

The  bridge  passed,  he  was  in  the  fashionable  quarter  of 
the  city.  At  the  sound  of  this  infernal  chase,  the  trades- 
men came  out  to  the  doors  of  their  shops  and  women 
leaned  out  of  window,  not  knowing  what  to  make  of 
this  fantastic  group — a  bareback  horse,  covered  with  foam, 
and  a  human  form,  perfectly  naked,  on  the  animal's  back, 
sweeping  by  with  the  swiftness  of  the  tempest. 

Finally  the  mysterious  rider  turned  into  the  Rue  de  la 
Cathedrale.  Hocks  like  Falcon's  and  knees  like  his  master's 
alone  prevented  that  sharp  turn  from  being  the  death  of  man 
and  horse.  But  already  the  animal,  knowing  he  was  near 
home,  was  slacking  his  pace  ;  and,  besides,  the  horse-fly, 
gorged  with  blood,  was  asleep  like  a  fat  monk  over  his 
dinner. 

They  reached  the  Saupiquets'  gate  ;  the  horse  stopped. 
Gaston  was  saved  ! 

Or,  rather,  he  was  lost !  Behind  the  curiously  wrought 
gate,-  his  eyes,  fevered  by  a  terror  more  horrible  than  the 
fear  of  death,  vaguely  made  out  a  rose-colored  gown  and, 
behind  it,  a  more  massive  silhouette  of  sombre  hue. 

The  two  women  stepped  forward  curiously,  but  with  in- 
stinctive distrust.  Fortunately,  Hortense  was  near-sighted. 
As  for  the  unhappy  Pre'bois,  what  could  he  do  ?  To  dis- 
mount was  out  of  the  question.  In  such  a  situation  a  horse 
is  in  some  sense  a  garment — you  remember  Adah  Menken 
in  the  role  of  Mazeppa.  Despair  drove  the  captain  to  des- 
perate measures.  Behind  him  a  crowd  was  already  form- 
ing ;  astonishment  began  to  give  way  to  indignation.  In 
the  back  of  the  garden  he  saw  his  orderly  polishing  some 
harness. 

"  Moreau  ! "  shouted  the  officer,  in  a  voice  that  sounded 
scarcely  human. 

Mme.  de  Saupiquet  fled,  dragging  her  daughter  after  her. 
The  orderly  came  running  up,  took  in  the  situation  at  a 
glance,  rushed  after  a  blanket,  and  the  Numidian  horseman 
was  transformed  into  an  Indian  hunter  in  his  poncho. 
Thus  accoutred,  he  entered  the  garden  for  the  last  time  in 
his  life." 

That  afternoon  the  Vicomte  de  Prebois  left  for  Paris  on 
a  week's  leave  that  was  soon  extended  to  a  long  furlough. 
When  he  reappeared  at  La  Roche,  the  little  lake  was  covered 
with  ice ;  the  Saupiquets  had  canceled  the  lease ;  their 
daughter,  now  become  Mme.  la  Jarrie,  was  with  her  husband 
in  a  western  city  ;  and  horse-flies  were  no  longer  to  be 
feared — Translated  for  the  Argonaut  from  the  French  of 
Ldon  de  Tinseau. 


Mr.  Thomas  J.  Geary,  Democratic  Congressman  from 
California,  voted  against  the  Sugar  Trust  Tariff  Bill  be- 
cause he  thought  it  would  injure  his  State.  He  was  right — 
it  does.  But  in  the  Democratic  convention,  after  having 
been  severely  rebuked,  he  was  renominated.  Why?  If 
Mr.  Geary  was  right  in  voting  against  the  bill,  then  the  bill 
is  wrong.  If  Mr.  Geary  was  wrong  in  voting  against  the 
bill,  then  the  bill  is  right,  and  he  should  not  be  renominated. 
Was  the  bill  wrong?  Or  was  Mr.  Geary  wrong?  Or 
were  the  Democracy  wrong  in  rebuking  him  ?  Or  are  they 
wrong  in  renominating  him  ?     It's  "  a'  a  muddle." 


At  a  late  meeting  of  the  Royal  Society  an  appliance  called 
a  thermogen  was  exhibited.  It  was  a  quilted  cushion,  with 
fine  wires  arranged  inside  by  which  it  could  be  heated  to  any 
desired  temperature  by  electricity.  It  seems  to  have  been 
used  with  success  in  the  hospitals,  where  it  makes  it  possible 
to  keep  up  the  temperature  of  patients  during  prolonged 
operations  with  hemorrhage  without  such  cumbersome  ap- 
pliances as  blankets  and  vessels  of  hot  water. 


Those  enormous  steel-framed  structures  for  which  New 
York  and  Chicago  are  famous  have  really  been  the  death  of 
the  steel-beam  trust.  When  once  the  practicability  of  such 
buildings  was  demonstrated,  the  demand  for  material  be-  • 
came  so  great  that  capital  was  attracted  to  the  field  and  the 
trust  lost  its  monopoly. 


September  3,  1894. 


THE        ARGONAUT. 


THE    YACHTING    AT    COWES. 

An  International  Love-Feast— The  Goulds  as  Guests  of  the  Prince 

of  Wales— How    the   Coolness    Came— The 

Blackballing  of  Clarke. 

The  crooked  little  town  of  Cowes  has  been  crowded 
lately  with  yachting  celebrities,  and  with  other  people  who 
went  there  to  see  how  the  yachting  celebrities  look.  If  the 
town  was  crowded,  so  was  the  harbor.  During  Regatta 
Week  of  the  Royal  Yacht  Squadron  —  or  "the  Cowes 
Week,"  as  it  is  generally  called — there  were  yachts  from 
England,  France,  Germany,  Italy,  Austria,  Greece,  and,  last 
but  not  least,  the  United  States.  Most  of  the  interest  has 
been  centred  in  the  contests  between  the  American  yacht 
Vigilant  and  the  Prince  of  Wales's  Britannia. 

During  the  first  part  of  the  racing  season  there  was  the 
best  of  feeling  between  the  English  and  American  yachts- 
men. The  Goulds,  in  addition  to  the  Vigilant,  had  brought 
over  their  fine  steam  yacht,  the  Atalanta,  in  which  they  did 
much  entertaining.  The  Prince  of  Wales  had  invited  Mr. 
and  Mrs.  George  Gould  to  dine  aboard  his  steam  yacht,  the 
Osbourne.  A  dinner  was  given  to  the  American  yachtsmen 
by  the  Royal  Yacht  Squadron  in  their  club-house  in  West 
Cowes  Castle  ;  at  this  affair  the  Prince  of  Wales  presided, 
the  Duke  of  York  was  present,  and  the  guests  of  honor 
were  Mr.  George  Gould,  Mr.  C.  Oliver  Iselin,  and  Mr.  E. 
D.  Morgan. 

Altogether,  as  I  said,  the  best  of  feeling  prevailed,  and 
many  Americans  who  had  lived  long  in  London  without 
basking  in  the  presence  of  royalty  began  to  grow  envious  of 
the  Goulds.  They  began  spreading  rumors  that  the  Goulds 
had  "no  social  position  in  New  York."  The}7  were  rather 
amazed  when  told  that  social  position  in  New  York  made 
absolutely  no  difference  as  to  social  position  in  England. 

But,  although  the  Goulds  still,  so  far  as  the  world  knows, 
are  on  good  terms  with  the  Prince  of  Wales,  there  has  been 
a  great  deal  of  friction  over  the  races  at  Cowes.  When 
Emperor  William  arrived  in  his  so-called  yacht,  the  Hohen- 
sollern,  which  is  really  a  ship-of-war,  he  set  the  fashion  of 
sneering  at  the  American  boat.  At  the  reception  he  gave 
aboard  the  Hohenzollern,  on  August  I  ith,  he  expressed  very 
plainly  his  gratification  at  the  defeat  of  the  Vigilant  by  the 
Britannia  on  the  preceding  Thursday.  It  is  said,  although 
I  have  been  unable  to  verify  it,  that  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Gould 
were  not  invited  to  this  reception. 

At  all  events,  the  first  rift  within  the  lute  came  with  the 
exclusion  of  Mr.  Gould's  boat  from  one  of  the  regulation 
races  of  the  Royal  Yacht  Squadron,  on  the  ground  that  only- 
members  could  participate.  This  may  be  one  of  the  rules  of 
the  club,  but  it  is  a  rule  that  should  not  be  enforced,  consider- 
ing how  often  English  yachts  had  entered  in  the  races  of 
American  yacht  clubs.  Mr.  Gould  might  have  had  his 
name  put  up  for  membership  at  the  Royal  Yacht  Squadron, 
but,  considering  the  fate  of  Mr.  A.  D.  Clarke,  he  pru- 
dently refrained.  Mr.  Clarke  is  the  owner  of  the  Satanila, 
which  boat  was  excluded  for  the  same  reason  as  Mr.  Gould's 
Vigilant. 

This  is  the  story  they  tell  at  Cowes  about  Mr.  Clarke. 
Some  time  ago,  as  will  be  remembered,  the  Satanita  collided 
with  the  Valkyrie  in  the  Clyde,  and  sunk  her.  Lord  and 
Lady  Lennox  were  aboard  the  Valkyrie  at  the  time,  guests 
of  Lord  Dunraven.  Lady  Lennox  barely  escaped  with  her 
life,  and  received  a  severe  nervous  shock.  All  of  her  effects 
— clothing,  jewels,  etc. — were  lost,  as  well  as  those  of  Lord 
Lennox.  Mr.  Clarke  offered  to  pay  them  in  full  for  what 
they  had  lost,  but  he  would  do  it  only  "without  prejudice" 
under  the  advice  of  his  solicitors — that  is,  he  demanded  that 
such  action  should  estop  any  suit  against  him  by  Lord  Dun- 
raven,  Lord  Lennox,  or  any  of  their  people.  To  this  Lord 
Lennox  would  not  agree,  and  as  the  friends  of  both 
parties  took  the  matter  up,  much  bad  blood  was  engendered. 
Mr.  Clarke's  name  was  up  for  membership  at  the  Royal 
Yacht  Squadron  at  this  time,  he  having  been  proposed  for 
membership  by  the  Prince  of  Wales.  Lady  Lennox,  it  is 
stated,  went  around  to  leading  members  of  the  club  and 
worked  against  Mr.  Clarke  so  effectively  that  he  was  black- 
balled. Lender  the  circumstances,  therefore,  considering 
that  Mr.  Clarke  was  a  well-known  and  enthusiastic  yachts- 
man, and  had  been  proposed  by  the  Prince  of  Wales,  his 
defeat  made  Mr.  Gould  averse  to  running  the  gauntlet,  and 
his  name  was  not  submitted. 

It  was  at  about  this  time  that  the  bad  blood  caused  by  the 
Lennox-Clarke  quarrel  seemed  to  make  everybody  quarrel- 
some, for  there  at  once  broke  out  a  strong  feeling  against 
the  American  yachtsmen.  They  were  accused  in  the  sport- 
ing papers  of  "jockeying,"  and  unfair  work  generally.  As 
the  members  of  the  Royal  Yacht  Squadron  remained  silent 
when  these  accusations  were  made,  they  probably  tacitly  ap- 
proved of  them.  The  Field  attacked  the  Vigilant  in  a 
bitter  article,  saying  that  she  was  not  a  yacht,  and  that  the 
Americans  had  no  right  to  expect  the  Britannia,  which  was 
a  yacht,  to  sail  against  a  "  racing  machine."  The  Field 
went  on  to  say  that  the  Vigilant  did  not  comply  in  any  way 
with  the  rules  of  the  British  Yacht-Racing  Association  as  to 
bulkheads,  fittings,  etc.,  and  that  she  was  an  empty  shell  of 
a  hull  in  which  shifting  ballast  was  used  during  races. 

It  was  just  at  the  height  of  this  controversy  that  the  acci- 
dent occurred  to  the  Vigilanfs  centre-board.  The  race  was 
between  the  Vigilant  and  the  Britannia  for  the  Wolverton 
Cup.  The  yachts  had  just  got  under  way  when  the  Vigilant 
suddenly  luffed  up,  lowered  her  topsail,  took  in  her  fore- 
staysail,  and  ran  down  her  racing  flag.  She  then  signaled 
"  Disabled."  The  Britannia  returned  to  Cowes  under  sail 
and  the  Vigilant  was  towed  to  Southampton  to  be  dry- 
docked.  It  was  believed  that  her  centre-board,  an  immense 
plate  of  Tobin  bronze,  had  dropped  out  and  sunk.  The 
Vigilanfs  centre-board  is  constructed  of  two  bronze  plates 
bolted  together,  about  a  foot  apart,  the  space  between  being 
filled  with  a  preparation  of  cement.  It  is  rigged  with  chains 
at  each  end,  and  weighs  about  three  thousand  pounds.  The 
Vigilant  draws  ordinarily  fourteen  feet,  and  with  the  centre- 


board twenty-two  feet.  It  was  supposed  that  she  struck  a 
sunken  rock,  broke  the  chains,  and  carried  away  the  centre- 
board. But  when  she  was  docked  it  was  found  that  the 
centre-board  had  not  dropped  out :  the  lifting  machinery 
had  broken  and  the  centre-board  was  jammed  in  the  casing. 

When  this  occurred,  a  perfect  storm  of  abuse  broke  out. 
The  Cowes  yachtsmen  all  accused  the  Vigilant  of  break- 
ing her  centre  -  board  to  avoid  the  race.  The  result  has 
been  a  marked  coolness  between  the  English  and  American 
yachtsmen,  and  the  grand  international  love-feast  which  was 
going  on  so  merrily  a  little  time  ago  has  come  to  an  abrupt 
and  acrimonious  end.  Piccadilly. 

London,  August  18,  1S94. 


OLD    FAVORITES. 


Apple-Blossoms. 

Hither  and  thither  they  swung,  Madeline  Hays — 
The  bloom-loaded  apple-tree  boughs, 
The  rose-scented  apple-tree  boughs. 
The  pink-tinted  apple-tree  boughs — 

In  the  merry  May  days. 

Hither  and  thither  they  swung,  Madeline  Hays  ; 

The  blossoms  and  you  together, 

Rose-tinted,  and  light  as  a  feather, 

All  in  the  merry  May  weather. 
My  rose-tinted  Madeline  Hays. 

Down  in  the  wet  green  grass,  Madeline  Hays, 
Where  the  brown  bees  cluster  and  hover; 
Down  in  the  cowslips  and  clover, 
With  the  apple-tree  blooms  sprinkled  over, 

I  awaited  you,  Madeline  Hays. 

Down  in  the  wet  green  grass,  Madeline  Hays, 
Ankle-deep,  I  pleaded  and  flattered, 
While  the  blackbird  whistled  and  chattered, 
And  the  pink-blossoms  pelted  and  pattered. 

All  in  the  merry  May  days. 

"  Come  down,  come  down  to  me,  Madeline  Hays  !  " 
I  pleaded,  and  pleaded  in  vain  ; 
While  the  pink  pelting  rain 
And  your  laugh  of  disdain 
Only  answered  me,  Madeline  Hays. 

"  Come  down,  come  down  to  me,  Madeline  Hays  !  " 
I  pleaded  and  flattered  once  more, 
And  you  laughed  in  my  face  as  before, 
'Till  the  wind  blew  down  with  a  roar. 
What  happened  then,  Madeline  Hays  ? 

The  wind  blew  down  with  a  roar,  Madeline  Hays, 
Breaking  branches  and  boughs  in  the  race. 
Blowing  blossoms  and  buds  in  my  face  ; 
What  else  did  I  catch  and  embrace 

As  the  bough  broke,  Madeline  Hays  ? 

Soft,  yellow  silk  hair,  Madeline  Hays, 
Unrolling  its  lovely  Greek  twist, 
Blowing  out  its  goldening  mist — 
It  was  this  that  I  caught  first  and  kissed, 

My  bloom-blushing  Madeline  Hays  ! 

Then  through  hair  all  a-dazzle,  Madeline  Hays, 
Eyes  and  mouth,  cheek  and  chin,  too. 
Out  of  the  dazzle  came  glimmering  through 
All  the  love  colors — red,  white,  and  blue — 

What  could  a  man  do,  Madeline  Hays? 

— Nora  Perry. 

Kathie  Morris. 
Ah  !  fine  it  was  that  April  time,  when  gentle  winds  were  blowing, 

To  hunt  for  pale  arbutus-blooms  that  hide  beneath  the  leaves, 
To  hear  the  merry  rain  come  down,  and  see  the  clover  growing, 

And  watch  the  airy  swallows  as  they  darted  round  the  eaves. 
You  wonder  why  I  dream  to-night  of  clover  that  was  growing 

So  many  years  ago,  ray  wife,  when  we  were  in  our  prime  ; 
For,  hark!  the  wind  is  in  the  flue,  and  Johnny  says  'tis  snowing, 

And  through  the  storm  the  clanging  bells  ring  in  the  Christmas 
time. 
I  can  not  tell,  but  something  sweet  about  my  heart  is  clinging — 

A  vision  and  a  memory — 'tis  little  that  I  mind 
The  weary  wintry  weather,  for  I  hear  the  robins  singing, 

And  the  petals  of  the  apple-blossoms  are  ruffled  in  the  wind. 
It  was  a  sunny  morn  in  May,  and  in  the  fragrant  meadow 

I  lay,  and  dreamed  of  one  fair  face,  as  fair  and  fresh  as  spring  ; 
Would  Kathie  Morris  love  me  ?    Then  in  sunshine  and  in  shadow 

I  built  up  lofty  castles  on  a  golden  wedding-ring. 
Oh,  sweet  it  was  to  dream  of  her,  the  soldier's  only  daughter, 

The  pretty,  pious  Puritan,  that  flirted  so  with  Will ; 
The  music  of  her  winsome  mouth  was  like  the  laughing  water 

That  broke  in  silvery  syllables  by  Farmer  Philip's  mill. 
And  Will  had  gone  away  to  sea  ;  he  did  not  leave  her  grieving  ; 

Her  bonny  heart  was  not  for  him,  so  reckless  and  so  vain  ; 
And  Will  turned  out  a  buccaneer,  and  hanged  was  he  for  thieving 

And  scuttling  helpless  ships  that  sailed  across  the  Spanish  main. 
And  I  had  come  to  grief  for  her,  the  scornful  village  beauty, 

For  oh  she  had  a  witty  tongue  could  cut  you  like  a  knife  ; 
She  scanned  me  with  her  handsome  eyes,  and  I,  in  bounden  duty, 

Did  love  her — loved  her  more  for  that — and  wearied  of  my  life. 
And  yet  'twas  sweet  to  dream  of  her,  to  think  her  wavy  tresses 

Might  rest,  some  happy,  happy  day,  like  sunshine  on  my  cheek  ; 
The  idle  winds  that  fanned  my  brow  I  dreamed  were  her  caresses, 

And  in  the  robin's  twitterings  I  heard  ray  sweetheart  speak. 
And  as  I  lay  and  dreamed  of  her,  her  fairy  face  adorning 

With  lover's  fancies,  treasuring  the  slightest  word  she  said, 
'Twas  Kathie  broke  upon  me  like  a  blushing  summer  morning. 

And  a  half-oped  rosy  clover  reddened  underneath  her  tread. 
Then  I  looked  up  at  Kathie,  and   her  eyes  were  full  of  laughter  ; 
"  Oh,  Kathie.  Kathie  Morris,  I  am  lying  at  your  feet; 
Bend  above  me,  say  you  love  me,  that  you'll  love  me  ever  after, 

Or  let  me  lie  and  die  here,  in  the  fragrant  meadow  sweet !  " 
And  then  I  turned  my  face  away,  and  trembled  at  ray  daring. 

For  wildly,  wildly  had  I  spoke,  with  flashing  cheek  and  eye  ; 
And  there  was  silence  ;    I  looked  up,  all  pallid  and  despairing, 

For  fear  she'd  take  me  at  my  word,  and  leave  me  there  to  die. 
The  silken  fringes  of  her  eyes  upon  her  cheeks  were  drooping, 

Her  merciless  white  fingers  tore  a  blushing  bud  apart ; 
Then,  quick   as   lightning,    Kathie    came,    and    kneeling    half  and 
stooping, 

She  hid  her  bonny,  bonny  face  against  my  beating  heart  ! 
Oh,  nestle,  nestle,  nestle  there  !  the  heart  would  give  thee  greeting  ; 

Lie  thou  there,  all  trustfully,  in  trouble  and  in  pain  ; 
This  breast  shall  shield  thee  from   the   storm,  and   bear   its   bitter 
beating, 

These  arms  shall  hold  thee  tenderly  in  sunshine  and  in  rain. 
Old  sexton,  set  your  chimes  in  tune,  and  let  there  be  no  snarling  ; 

Ring  out  a  happy  wedding-hymn  to  all  the  listening  air  ; 
And,    girls,    strew   roses   as   she    comes — the    scornful   brown-eyed 
darling — 

A  princess,  by  the  wavy  gold  and  glistening  of  her  hair  ! 
Hark  !    hear  the  bells  !     The   Christmas   bells  ?    Oh,  no  ;    who   set 
them  ringing  ? 

I  think  I  hear  our  bridal  bells,  and  I  with  joy  am  blind — 
Johnny,  don't  make  such  a  noise  ! — I  hear  the  robins  singing. 

And  the  petals  of  the  apple-blooms  are  ruffled  in  the  wind. 
Ah,  Kathie  !    you've  been  true  to  me  in   fair  and  cloudy  weather  ; 

Our  Father  has  been  good  to  us  when  we've  been  sorely  tried  ; 
I  pray  to  God,  when  we  must  die,  that  we  may  die  together. 

And  slumber  softly  underneath  the  clover,  side  by  side. 

— T.  B.  Aldrich, 


INDIVIDUALITIES. 

Senator  Dolph,  of  Oregon,  has  never  been  seen  to  smile 
in  the  whole  course  of  his  service  in  the  Senate. 

Rudyard  Kipling  is  said  to  have  been  jilted  by  six  Lon- 
don girls  before  he  wooed  and  won  his  American  wife. 

Bicyclist  Zimmerman's  great  success  is  said  to  be  due  to 
his  abnormally  large  heart,  which  is  declared  by  the  doctors 
to  be  two  inches  longer  than  the  average. 

Thomas  Kite,  sexton  of  Stratford-on-Avon  Parish  Church, 
who  has  just  celebrated  his  eighty-fifth  birthday,  succeeds  his 
father  and  grandfather  in  the  office  of  custodian  of  Shakes- 
peare's tomb. 

Jefferson  Davis  Milton,  the  newly  appointed  chief  of  police 
of  El  Paso,  Tex.,  is  a  son  of  John  Milton,  the  Confederate 
war  governor  of  Florida,  who  committed  suicide  when  he 
heard  of  General  Lee's  surrender. 

The  Marquis  of  Lome  has  written  the  libretto  of  an  opera, 
which  will  be  set  to  music  by  the  Scottish  composer  Mr. 
Hamish  McCunn.  The  first  performance  will  probably  take 
place  before  the  queen  at  Windsor  Castle. 

The  late  Lord  Coleridge's  annual  income  when  he  was 
appointed  Lord  Chief-Justice,  was  one  hundred  thousand  dol- 
lars, and  Sir  Charles  Russell,  recently  appointed  to  succeed 
Lord  Coleridge,  was,  in  1S91,  in  receipt  of  an  income  equally- 
large. 

Coquelin  cadet  intends,  it  is  said,  to  form  an  album  of 
the  letters  of  congratulation  which  are  pouring  upon  him  on 
the  occasion  of  his  receiving  the  Cross  of  the  Legion  of 
Honor.  It  has  been  given  him,  not  as  an  actor,  but  for  his 
military7  services  in  1870. 

Professor  Morris,  at  the  head  of  the  chemical  department 
of  Cornell  LTniversity,  commenced  work  as  a  fireman  on  the 
New  York  Central  Railroad.  He  was  advanced  to  be  en- 
gineer, and  then  made  up  his  mind  to  get  an  education, 
which  he  finally  accomplished  and  graduated  with  honor  at 
Union  College. 

Senator  Caffery,  of  Louisiana,  thinks  hand-shaking  is  a 
senseless  thing,  and  refuses  to  practice  it.  When  a  stranger 
is  introduced  to  Caffery,  he,  of  course,  stretches  out  his 
hand  in  greeting,  but  the  Louisiana  senator  pays  no  atten- 
tion to  it,  and  the  man  has  to  draw  it  back.  For  years  he 
has  observed  this  custom. 

The  Duke  of  York,  when  he  left  for  Cowes,  wore  a  blue 
serge  suit,  brown  jerry  hat,  brown  lace  boots,  and  crimson 
tie.  The  duke,  who  used  to  be  known  among  his  friends  as 
"  Sprat "  before  his  paternal  dignity  came  to  him,  has  adopted 
the  expedient  of  adding  to  his  somewhat  diminutive  stature 
by  wearing  very  high-heeled  shoes. 

Abraham  Lincoln  undoubtedly  was  the  tallest  President ; 
he  was  six  feet  four  inches  in  height.  The  shortest  was 
probably  Benjamin  Harrison,  although  Van  Buren  and 
John  Adams  were  very  short  men.  The  oldest  President  was 
William  Henry  Harrison,  who  was  sixty-eight  years  and  one 
month  old  when  inaugurated  ;  the  youngest  was  Grant,  who 
was  not  quite  forty-seven  years  old. 

Mark  Twain  has  just  gone  abroad  to  see  his  wife,  who, 
he  says,  "is  supporting  a  couple  of  doctors  over  there. 
The  doctors  in  Europe,"  he  said,  "usually  take  you  to  a 
little  town,  and,  when  they  have  treated  you  for  a  while, 
pass  you  on  to  a  friend  in  some  other  little  place,  and  so 
keep  you  on  the  go  like  the  Wandering  Jew  ;  and,  as  my  wife 
has  been  doing  this  for  three  years,  I  propose  bringing  her 
back  when  I  return  in  October." 

President  Casimir-Perier  dropped  into  a  toy-store,  the 
other  day,  and  asked  a  nervous  young  shop-girl  if  a  phono- 
graphic Edison  doll,  which  he  produced  from  a  paper 
parcel,  could  be  repaired.  The  young  lady  said,  "  Yes," 
and  asked  him  to  what  address  it  should  be  sent.  When  he 
gave  his  name  and  address,  she  fainted  away,  and  the 
anecdote  made  the  rounds  of  the  Parisian  papers  as  "  M. 
Casimir-Perier's  latest  conquest." 

Henry  C.  Work,  the  author  of  "  Marching  Through 
Georgia,"  was  a  printer,  who  brought  his  first  song  "  King- 
dom Coming,"  to  Dr.  George  F.  Root,  then  a  member  of  a 
music  publishing  firm  in  Chicago.  It  pleased  the  latter  so 
well  that  he  induced  the  composer  to  give  up  his  trade  and 
devote  all  his  time  to  writing  songs.  He  became  a  prosper- 
ous business  man  in  Chicago,  but  lost  all  he  had  in  the  great 
fire  and  never  recovered  his  prosperity.  He  lived  the  last 
years  of  his  life  in  Hartford,  and  died  there  :  and  though  he 
was  not  a  soldier,  the  Grand  Army  of  the  Republic  deco- 
rates his  grave  with  flowers,  and  an  effort  is  now  being  made 
to  erect  a  monument  to  his  memory. 

The  Marquis  of  Clanricarde,  that  grinding,  stern-willed, 
absentee  landlord  who  has  been  the  cause  of  half  the  agra- 
rian trouble  in  Ireland  in  the  last  dozen  years,  broke  his 
long  and  obstinate  silence  by  making  a  ten  minutes'  speech 
in  the  House  of  Lords  during  the  debate  on  the  Evicted 
Tenants  bill.  This  strange  man  rarely  appears  in  his  place 
in  Parliament,  and  he  lives  the  life  almost  of  a  recluse  in 
chambers  off  Piccadilly,  with  not  infrequent  lapses  into  most 
unhermit-like  courses  in  London  and  Paris.  Two  gallery  re- 
porters last  week  ventured,  through  two  newspaper  syndi- 
cates, to  describe  his  lordship,  and  the  result  is  two  re- 
markable descriptions.  No.  1  says  :  "  Lord  Clanricarde  is 
a  little,  fragile  man,  quite  a  dandy  of  the  old  time.  His 
ruddy,  ruby  complexion,  reminiscent  of  the  vanished  port 
and  Madeira  fashion  in  wine,  throws  into  relief  a  profusion 
of  iron-gray  hair  and  gray  beard."  No.  2  says  :  "  His 
lordship  is  a  middle-aged,  middle-sized  man,  with  a  strong 
personal  resemblance  to  Justin  McCarthy.  His  face,  how- 
ever, unlike  that  gentleman's,  is  pale  and  ascetic,  ar 
gray  beard,  though  of  similar  length  and  shapr. 
luxuriant." 


THE 


ARGONAUT. 


September  3,  1894, 


LITERARY    NOTES. 


Personal  and  Miscellaneous  Gossip. 
Mr.  Shadwell,  of  Oriel  College,  Oxford,  will 
select  from  the  papers  of  Walter  Pater  such  as  ap- 
pear to  be  entitled  to  publication  in  book-form. 
Several  friends  intend  to  write  their  reminiscences 
of  Pater  for  issue  in  a  single  volume.  His  works 
are  as  follows  :  "  The  Renaissance  "  (1873),  "  Ma- 
rius  the  Epicurean"  (1885),  "  Imaginary  Portraits" 
(1887),  "Appreciations"  (1890).  and  "  Plato  and 
Platonism "  (1893).  A  series  of  articles  on  the 
French  cathedrals,  in  course  of  publication' in  one 
of  the  English  reviews,  will  probably  add  a  sixth 
volume  to  the  definitive  edition  of  his  works. 

Mrs.  Craigie  (John  Oliver  Hobbes)  has  written  a 
story  long  enough  to  be  properly  called  a  novel- 
Its  queer  title  is  "  The  Gods,  Some  Mortals,  and 
Lord  Wickenham." 

Apropos  of  the  centennial  of  the  birth  of  William 
Cullen  Bryant,  which  was  celebrated  at  Cumming- 
ton.  Mass.,  on  August  i6th,  his  earliest  published 
poem,  "  Thanatopsis,"  is  the  subject  of  a  paper  by 
the  Rev.  John  W.  Chadwick  in  the  September 
Harper's.  "The  Origin  of  a  Great  Poem"  is  the 
title  of  Mr.  Chadwick's  paper,  which  is  illustrated 
by  two  views  of  Mr.  Launt  Thompson's  bust  of  the 
poet,  not  hitherto  published,  and  a  view  of  the 
house  in  which  Bryant  wrote  "  Thanatopsis." 

For  some  months  past,  the  Sketch,  an  English 
weekly,  has  printed  this  notice  to  authors  and 
others  : 

•'  It  is  particularly  requested  that  no  further  poems  or 
short  stories  be  sent  to  the  Sketch,  as  the  editor  has  a  sup- 
ply sufficient  to  last  him  well  into  the  twentieth  century." 

Francis  Underwood,  the  American  Consul  at 
Edinburgh,  is  now  at  work  on  a  novel  of  New 
England  life  which  will  be  published  in  London  in 
the  autumn.  Mr.  Underwood  was  associated  with 
the  early  days  of  the  Atlantic  Monthly. 

The  Bookman  says  that  the  American  copyright 
in  Mr.  Stevenson's  "  Ebb  Tide"  was  purchased  by 
Stone  &  Kimball  for  three  thousand  dollars.  The 
same  journal  says  that  the  aim  of  Mr.  Stevenson's 
agent  seems  to  be  to  bring  up  his  price  for  serial 
rights,  including  England  and  America,  to  one  hun- 
dred and  twelve  dollars  and  fifty  cents  per  thousand 
words.  The  romancer's  new  story,  "  St.  Ives,"  has 
been  purchased  by  Mr.  Astor  for  the  Pall  Mall 
Budget. 

Some  clever  lines  on  "  The  Yellow  Book  "  are 
printed  in  the  Westminster  Gazette,  as  by  "an  old- 
fashioned  person  "  : 

'Twas  Lane  and  Matthews  who  arose 
And  raked  the  green  young  studios 

To  give  the  world  a  start. 
They  filled  a  flaring  Yellow  Book, 
Then  clamored  to  the  Public,  "  Look  ! 
Here's  Literature — and  Art  '." 

And  there  were  harpies,  lank  and  lean, 
With  snouts  mysteriously  obscene  ; 

And  squeaking  youths  cried  "  Damn  !  " 
And  bragged  of  callow  sins,  with  "  Oh  ! 
If  my  mamma  could  only  know 

How  bold,  how  bad  I  am  !  " 

Some  said,  "  How  clever  !  "  some,  "  How  vile  !  " 
The  man  of  sense,  "twixt  yawn  and  smile, 

Just  voted  it  a  bore. 
That  "  Yellow  Book,"  of  meanings  dim, 
A  yellow  nuisance  was  to  him. 

And  it  was  nothing  more. 

Mr.  Howells  is  nowhere  more  delightful  than  in 
his  literary  reminiscences,  and  it  is  pleasant  to  hear 
that  his  "  First  Visit  to  New  England  "  will  be  fol- 
lowed in  Harper's  Monthly  by  A  series  describing 
his  first  impressions  of  New  York. 

Rudyard  Kipling's  next  volume  of  prose  will  con- 
tain a  second  series  of  jungle  stories  ;  and,  after 
that,  we  are  promised  a  collection  of  short  stories 
dealing  not  with  Indian  life,  but  with  London  so- 
ciety. They  will  appear  for  the  first  time  in  this 
form  without  previous  magazine  publication.  Mr. 
Kipling  arrived  in  New  York  August  14th,  with  his 
wife  and  child.  It  is  said  that  he  intends  to  spend 
part  of  every  summer  in  England  and  the  rest  of 
the  year  on  the  edge  of  "  the  Great  Pie  Belt." 

In  early  life  it  is  said  that  Miss  Mary  Wilkins 
was  a  dressmaker  in  the  country,  and  thus  came 
closely  in  contact  with  the  grim  rural  life  of  Massa- 
chusetts. 

The  table  of  contents  of  Harper's  for  September 
is  as  follows  : 

"  Riding  to  Hounds  in  England,"  by  Caspar  W.  Whit- 
ney; "Early  Summer  in  Japan,"  by  Alfred  Parsons; 
*'  Some  Records  of  the  Ice  Age  about  New  York,"  by  T. 
Mitchell  Prudden  ;  '■  Where  Time  has  Slumbered  "  (West 
Virginia),  by  Julian  Ralph;  "The  Origin  of  a  Great 
Poem  "  (Bryant's  "  Thanatopsis"),  by  John  White  Chad- 
wick ;  the  third  part  of  "The  Golden  House  :  A  Story," 
by  Charles  Dudley  Warner  ;  the  first  part  of  "  The  Royal 
Marine:  An  Idyl  of  Narragansett  Pier,"  by  Brander 
Matthews;  "The  r.eneral's  Bluff,"  by  Owen  Wister ; 
"The  Tug  of  War,"  by  W.  E.  Norris  ;  "A  New  Eng- 
land Prophet,"  by  Mary  E,  Wilkins ;  a  poem  by  Anna  C. 
Bracket!  ;  and  the  usual  departments. 

The  memoir  of  Maria  Edgeworth,  written  by  her 
step-mother,  and  only  privately  printed,  is  now  to 
be  given  to  the  public  by  permission  of  the  family. 
Some  extremely  interesting  selections  from  Miss 
Edgeworth's  letters  will  accompany  the  biography. 
The  work  will  be  published  in  two  volumes. 

Mark  Twain's  book,  "  Pudd'n-head  Wilson,"  is 
10  be  republished  in  London.     Most  readers  agree 


that  the  fantastic  sayings  of  the   "Calendar"  are 
the  best  things  in  the  story. 

A  complete  collection  has  been  made  of  the 
poems  of  Mr.  Richard  Watson  Gilder,  and  it  will 
be  soon  issued  under  the  title  "  Five  Books  of 
Song."  The  volume  will  contain  more  than  two 
hundred  and  fifty  poems,  including  several  not 
heretofore  published. 

The  work  of  producing  the  twenty-five  statues  and 
busts  for  the  new  Library  of  Congress,  which  is  now 
nearing  completion,  has  been  intrusted  to  a  com- 
mittee consisting  of  J.  Q.  A.  Ward,  Augustus  St. 
Gaudens,  and  Mr.  Adams,  with  Mr.  Spofford  as 
literary  critic.  The  following  plans  have  been 
announced : 

The  statues  for  the  great  reading-room  are  to  be 
Homer  and  Shakespeare  for  the  division  of  Poetry ; 
Angelo  and  Beethoven  for  Art ;  Newton  and  Henry  for 
Science  ;  Herodotus  and  Gibbon  for  History  ;  Plato  and 
Bacon  for  Philosophy ;  Columbus  and  Fulton  for  Com- 
merce;  Solon  and  Blackstone  for  Law;  Moses  and  St. 
Paul  for  Religion.  On  the  exterior  of  the  building  are 
niches  for  nine  busts,  and  the  subjects  selected  for  these 
are  Franklin,  Demosthenes,  Dante,  Irving,  Macaulay, 
Sir  Walter  Scott,  Emerson,  Hawthorne,  and  Goethe. 

From  a  volume  of  "  Selected  Poems  by  the  Earl 
of  Lytton  (Owen  Meredith),"  with  an  appreciative 
introduction  by  the  poet's  daughter,  Lady  Betty 
Balfour,  one  observes  with  surprise  that  "  Aux 
Italiens,"  undoubtedly  the  best  known  of  the 
author's  briefer  poems,  has  been  omitted.  In  the 
case  of  a  poem  which  has  been  so  well  received  by 
the  public,  it  seems  that  the  editor's  personal 
preferences  ought  not  to  come  into  play. 

The  autobiography  of  Mme.  de  Navarro  (Mary 
Anderson)  will  not  be  ready  for  publication  this 
year.  When  it  is  ready,  Messrs.  Harper  &  Brothers 
will  be  its  American  publishers. 

Barry  Pain  prints  this  amusing  paragraph  in 
Black  and  White : 

"  I  see,"  said  the  Eminent  Person,  "in  the  Woman's 
Signal  that " 

"What  business  have  you  got  to  read  anything  of  the 
kind?"  asked  the  Ordinary  Man. 

"  Family  man,"  said  the  Eminent  Person,  blandly. 
"As  I  was  saying,  I  see  that  a  woman  is  very  angry  with 
a  critic  in  the  British  Weekly." 

"Why?" 

"In  reviewing  a  novel  the  critic  said:  'The  book  is 
written  by  a  woman,  but  is  quite  pure.'" 

In  a  volume  of  verses  by  Bliss  Carman  and 
Richard  Hovey,  to  be  called  "Songs  from  Vaga- 
bondia,"  none  of  the  poems  will  be  signed,  ques- 
tions of  identity  being  left  to  readers. 

Caspar  W.  Whitney  will  contribute  to  Harper's 
"Riding  to  Hounds  in  England"  and  "  Golf  in 
the  Old  Country,"  with  a  large  number  of  illustra- 
tions. The  first  paper  appears  in  the  September 
number,  where  "  the  sport  for  kings"  is  described 
with  picturesque  detail. 

"Souvenirs  of  Sebastopol "  is  to  be  the  title  of 
the  volume  of  personal  recollections  of  the  siege 
which  the  Emperor  of  Russia  has  been  collecting 
and  editing. 

A  New  York  publisher  seems  to  have  the  art  of 
making  novels  go  in  times  good  or  bad.  During 
an  interview  a  few  days  since,  being  asked  to  what 
he  attributed  his  great  success,  he  replied  :  "  Study, 
work,  and  judicious  advertising,  but  the  greatest  of 
these  is  advertising."  He  said  that  be  had  sold  the 
following  numbers  of  the  books  of  his  most  popu- 
lar authors : 

Mary  J.  Holmes,  1,750,000;  May  Agnes  Fleming, 
750,000 ;  Augusta  J.  Evans,  400,000 ;  Albert  Ross, 
S8o,ooo ;  Marion  Harland,  500,000;  J.  Esten  Cooke, 
85,000;  Mayne  Reid,  170,000;  Julie  P.  Smith,  120,000; 
New  York  Weekly  Series,  200,000 ;  A.  S.  Roe,  125,000; 
Frank  Lee  Benedict,  So, 000 ;  Allan  Pinkerton,  175,000; 
Charles  Dickens,  450,000 ;  M.  T.  Walworth,  90,000 ; 
Celia  E.  Gardner,  80,000;  M.  M.  Pomeroy,  60,000 ;  Victor 
Hugo,  110,000;  Ruffini,  15,000;  and  of  books  other  than 
novels:  Artemus  Ward,  20,000;  Laus  Veneris,  13,000; 
Michelet,  100,000;  Renan,  30.000. 

Pierre  Loli  has  returned,  nol  to  his  ship,  but  to 
the  pretty  Hendaye  cottage,  where  he  is  writing  up 
his  forthcoming  volume,  "  Palestine." 

It  has  just  leaked  out  that  the  recent  books 
alleged  to  be  by  "Bertha  M.  Clay  "are  not  all 
posthumous  works  by  the  writer  who  was  known 
by  that  name.  Street  &  Smith,  it  appears,  copy- 
righted the  name  of  "  Bertha  M.  Clay,"  and  ap- 
plied it  to  the  writings  of  Mrs.  Charlotte  M. 
Braeme.  Since  her  death,  several  years  ago,  the 
name  of  "  Bertha  M.  Clay"  had  occasionally  been 
given  to  various  writers  in  Street  &  Smith's  publi- 
cations. 


Journalistic  Chit-Chat. 
There    appears   in   the   Guernsey   News  [an^ad- 
vertisement   as  follows:    "Offered — First   read  of 
Graphic  at  3d.  per^week  (half  price).     May  be  kept 
a  week." 

Jerome  K.Jerome  has  retired  from  the  editorship 
of  the  Idler  in  favor  of  his  assistant,  Robert  Barr. 
Mr.  Jerome  has  his  hands  full^with^his  weekly, 
To- Day. 

Charles  Dickens  has  sold  his  property  in  All  the 
Year  Round  and  Household  Words.  The  former 
journal  he  inherited  from  his  father,  the  latter  he  re- 
vived some  years  ago  as  a  separate  publication. 

The  Chinese  News  is  the  title  of  a  new  daily 
newspaper  published  in  New  York.     It1  is  edited  by 


Yung  Kwai,  and  is  the  second  Chinese  daily  paper 
printed,  the  only  other  one  being  in  Hong  Kong. 

Lady  Colin  Campbell  is  to  edit  a  new  journal  for 
workingmen,  the  object  of  which  is  to  teach  them 
to  think  and  to  avoid  the  fallacies  of  socialism. 

Julian  Ralph  is  now  on  his  way  to  the  Orient,  for 
Harper's  Weekly  and  Harper's  Magazine,  to  make 
studies  of  the  war  between  Japan  and  China.  He 
will  be  met  at  Yokohama  by  C.  D.  Weldon,  the 
artist,  who  will  cooperate  with  Mr.  Ralph  in  this 
work. 

The  Saturday  Review,  the  principal  Tory  weekly 
newspaper,  has  been  sold  by  Beresford  Hope  to 
L.  H.  Edmunds,  a  wealthy  lawyer.  Mr.  Edmunds, 
who  will  edit  the  paper  himself,  in  place  of  Walter 
Hemes  Pollock,  says  that  he  will  not  change  the 
policy  of  the  paper. 

Mr.  H.  H.  Kohlsaat,  until  recently  proprietor  of 
the  Chicago  Inter-Ocean,  was  offered,  in  Chicago 
or  New  York,  the  ownership  of  not  Jess  than  seven 
different  newspapers.  Mr.  Kohlsaat  finally  bought 
the  New  York  Times,  a  fortnight  ago,  for  $250,000. 
The  same  paper  was  sold  for  $1, 000, 000  a  few 
months  ago. 

On  July  4th,  the  Scottish  Leader,  a  Liberal  morn- 
ing paper  published  in  Edinburgh,  gave  up  the 
ghost  after  sinking  one  hundred  thousand  pounds 
in  an  attempt  to  fill  a  long-felt  want.  Its  col- 
lapse is  the  fifth  of  a  series  of  failures  to  estab- 
lish a  daily  paper  in  the  Scottish  capital  to  com- 
pete with  the  Scotsman,  which  are  said  to  have  cost 
their  various  projectors  over  half  a  million  pounds. 
Yet  it  is  rumored  in  Scottish  newspaper  circles  that 
the  Leader  Company  contemplates  launching  at 
an  early  date  another  journal. 

The  new  French  press  law,  which  has  been  for 
some  time  pending,  has  now,  it  is  announced,  been 
elevated  to  the  dignity  of  a  cabinet  question.  The 
Publisher's  Weekly  says  : 

"  The  measure,  which  has  been  widely  denounced  as  a 
project  for  censorship,  is  founded  on  the  determination  of 
the  government  to.  repress  the  dissemination  of  anarchistic 
and  incendiary  sentiments.  Its  promoters,  however,  dis- 
pute the  charge  that  the  measure  implies  censorship. 
Press  censorship,  they  claim,  consists  in  the  right  of  the 
government  to  examine  books  and  newspapers,  before  or 
after  printing,  to  determine  whether  they  contain  utter- 
ances offensive  to  the  government  ;  if  so,  the  authorities 
have  the  right  to  summarily  seize  the  offending  publica- 
tions and  to  punish  the  owers  and  editors.  Censorship 
proper  existed  in  France  until  1881,  when  it  was  abolished 
by  the  press  law  of  that  year.  Since  then,  the  French 
press  has  been  as  free  as  the  American  or  English 
press,  and  this  freedom  is  still  the  theory  of  the  new 
bill.  The  bill  is,  in  fact,  a  series  of  amendments  to  the 
law  of  1881  ;  but,  as  might  be  expected,  in  view  of  the 
dangerous  anarchistic  element  of  the  country,  its  provi- 
sions for  the  suppression  of  seditious  publications  are  very 
stringent.  It  enlarges  the  number  of  crimes  which  the 
press  may  commit  against  public  order,  but  these  crimes 
must  be  prosecuted  and  proved  in  due  course  of  law,  and 
the  penalty  is  fine  and  imprisonment  of  the  guilty  person 
and  not  the  suppression  of  the  newspaper.  Perhaps  the 
most  notable  provision  of  the  new  law  is  that  '  incite- 
ments to  murder,  arson,  and  pillage,'  or  to  breaches  of 
the  peace,  which,  under  the  old  law,  were  punishable  only 
when  they  took  effect,  are,  under  the  new  law,  punished 
whether  they  take  effect  or  not.  If  they  do  not  take 
effect,  the  inciter  is  still  liable  to  a  term  of  imprisonment 
of  from  one  to  five  years,  and  to  a  fine  of  from  one  hun- 
dred to  three  thousand  francs.  Any  one  who  excuses  or 
justifies  murder,  arson,  pillage,  or  theft  after  it  has  been 
committed  is  liable  to  the  same  penalties  as  one  who  in- 
stigates one  of  these  crimes.  The  examining  magistrate 
has  power  to  order  the  seizure  of  four  copies  of  the 
offending  publication,  but  this  is  apparently  to  secure  evi- 
dence, and  not  to  work  as  a  suppression.  Seizure  and 
suppression  are  to  take  place  only  after  the  accused  has 
been  found  guilty,  and  then  apply  only  to  the  parts  for 
which  he  has  been  found  guilty,  and  to  copies  put  on  sale 
or  publicly  exposed.  The  provisions  of  the  bill  apply  to 
drawings  and  illustrations  as  well  as  to  text.  That  it  will 
be  enforced  is  extremely  probable  ;  in  fact,  popular  opin- 
ion seems  decidedly  in  favor  of  the  measure." 

To  escape  this  law,  M.  Rochefort  has  imagined 
in  his  London  residence  the  brilliant  idea  of  im- 
parting to  his  journal  in  Paris  his  ideas  on  the  situ- 
ation in  the  deaf-and-dumb  alphabet.  His  usual 
leading  article  consists  of  a  column  of  miniature 
representations  of  human  hands,  with  the  fingers 
bent  to  represent  the  language  of  those  who  can 
neither  speak  nor  hear.  At  the  end  of  it,  M. 
Rochefort  signs  his  name.  The  effect  is  grotesque 
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LITERARY    NOTES. 


The  Art  of  Choosing  a  Wife. 
One  of  the  European  scientists  whose  work  is 
rapidly  becoming  known  to  the  general  reading 
public  on  this  side  of  the  world  is  Professor  Paolo 
Mantegazza,  of  Milan,  who  has  made  man  and 
woman  his  life-study.  He  has  written  a  great 
number  of  books  in  the  past  twenty  years,  and 
several  of  them  have  been  translated  and  printed 
in  this  country.  Among  the  latter  is  "  The  Art  of 
Taking  a  Wife,"  an  instructive  book,  if  weakened 
to  Anglo-Saxon  readers  by  the  dramatic  quality  so 
dear  to  the  Latin  heart. 

Professor  Mantegazza  has  made  a  careful  study 
of  the  qualities  of  men  and  women  that  make  for 
happiness  in  marriage,  and  those  who  contemplate 
the  married  state  with  a  kindly  eye  and  yet  have 
not  been  blinded  by  Cupid  will  do  well  to  consider 
his  advice.  In  the  first  place,  he  quotes  the  advice 
given  us  by  "  that  embodiment  of  good  sense,  Ben- 
jamin Franklin  "  : 

"Take  a  sheet  of  paper,  and  after  having  folded  it  in 
two,  so  as  to  have  two  distinct  columns,  write  on  one  side 
all  the  advantages  the  proposed  marriage  would  bring 
yon,  and  on  the  other  all  the  evils  and  dangers  into  which 
it  might  lead  you.  When  you  have  finished  this  piece  of 
analysis  work,  try  to  measure  the  opposing  elements,  can- 
celing alternately  those  that  seem  to  balance  each  other, 
as  in  algebra  ->-  3  and  —  3  is  equal  to  zero,  and  you  will 
see  what  is  left  upon  the  page— that  is,  whether  the  good 
predominates,  or  whether  the  evil  has  the  upper  hand." 

In  discussing  the  question  whether  love  should 
come  first  and  marriage  after,  or  marriage  first  and 
love  after.  Professor  Mantegazza  affirms  that  "  the 
desire  for  the  possession  of  the  woman  alone  is  cer- 
tainly not  sufficient  to  make  two  people  happy," 
and  he  warns  mankind  against  what  the  French  call 
a  "  coup  de  foudre,"  or  "  love  at  first  sight."  He 
says : 

"  If  you  fear  being  enamored  of  a  young  girl  and  are 
not  disposed  toward  marriage,  go  and  see  all  the  married 
and  young  ladies  most  famed  for  beauty,  grace,  and 
elegance,  and  make  your  comparisons.  If  they  be  un- 
favorable to  her,  doubt  directly  the  seriousness  and  depth 
of  your  passion." 

Another  elementary  but  most  important  aid 
toward  the  wise  choice  of  a  wife  is  to  see  a  large 
number  of  women  before  choosing  : 

"  If  you  have  chosen  your  companion  in  the  narrow 
circle  of  a  village  without  leaving  it,  you  may  be  proud 
to  have  gained  the  prettiest  girl  among  a  dozen  compan- 
ions. But  woe  to  you,  should  you  suddenly  go  to  other 
villages,  or,  still  worse,  to  some  large  city  ;  you  may  find 
the  comparison  odious,  most  odious,  and  yet  irremedi- 
able. This  is  why  men  who  have  seen  and  traveled  a 
great  deal  generally  make  the  best  husbands  ;  for  making 
their  choice  on  a  larger  basis,  there  is  great  probability  of 
their  choosing  well,  and,  perhaps,  also  for  another  reason 
women  more  easily  pardon  some  former  gallantry  in  their 
fianeis  than  a  too  ingenuous  virtue.  Don  Giovanni  has 
always  seemed  more  pleasing  to  them  than  the  chaste 
Joseph.  A  woman  who  knows  that  she  is  preferred  and 
chosen  as  a  companion  by  one  who  has  seen  and  known  a 
hundred  or  a  thousand  other  women  is  proud  of  it,  and 
with  reason." 

As  regards  the  age  at  which  to  marry,  Professor 
Mantegazza  says  : 

"All  other  elements  being  favorable,  the  ideal  perfec- 
tion in  age  as  regards  marriage  would  be  as  follows  : 
"The  man  to  be  from  twenty-five  to  thirty-five. 
*'  The  woman  from  eighteen  to  twenty-five. 
"  The  man  should  always  be  a  few  years  older  than  the 
woman,  that  is,  from  five  to  ten  years  older,  and  this 
for  many  reasons.  Man  grows  older  more  slowly  than 
woman,  and  keeps  his  power  of  reproduction  longer.  Be- 
fore twenty-five  or  thirty  years  of  age,  a  man,  unless  he 
be  a  born  libertine,  knows  comparatively  little  of  the 
world  of  woman,  and  that  only  the  worst,  and  in  his 
choice  of  a  wife  may  make  a  terrible  mistake.  Then, 
also,  the  products  of  a  too  early  union  are  weak  and  in- 
ferior ;  the  statistics  of  all  countries  show  that  there  are 
more  deaths  among  children  of  young  parents  than  of 
older,  or  if  they  live,  they  are  more  weakly." 

On  this  point  of  age  our  author  considers  at 
length  the  four  possible  combinations  :  two  beings 
equally  mature  in  age,  two  old  people,  a  mature  or 
old  man  and  a  young  woman,  and  a  young  man 
and  a  middle-aged  or  old  woman ;  but  these, 
though  interesting,  are  too  lengthy  to  be  entered 
into  here.  So,  too,  we  must  pass  over  his  elabora- 
tion of  the  theme  that  "  sympathy  should  be,  first, 
physical,  then  moral,  and  lastly  intellectual,"  his 
dissertation  on  the  physical  sympathies  and  the  out- 
ward indices  of  temperament,  and  his  remarks  on 
international  marriages  ;  and,  coming  to  "  the  har- 
mony of  feelings,"  we  find  this  advice  as  to  avoid- 
ing incompatibility  of  temper  : 

"  By  studying  and  re-studying  the  character  of  her 
whom  we  wish  to  make  our  companion  for  life,  after 
being  convinced  that  she  will  show  herself  better  than  she 
really  is,  we  must  make  every  effort  to  surprise  her  in 
undress,  or,  better  still,  nude  of  all  artifices  of  coquetry 
aud  hypocrisy.  Begin  to  examine  the  moral  surround- 
ings in  which  she  lives,  and  before  studying  her.  study 
the  future  father  and  mother-in-law.  She  is  only  a  branch 
of  that  plant  upon  which  you  wish  to  graft  your  life,  and 
a  great  part  of  the  children's  character  is  that  of  their 
parents. 

'*  It  is  exceedingly  rare  lor  a  loose,  libertine  mother  to 
have  a  chaste  daughter,  and  a  lily  of  innocence  is  hardly 
ever  born  into  a  family  of  impostors.  We  have  spend- 
thrift sons  of  a  miserly  father,  and  vice  versa;  bigoted 
children  of  atheistic  parents,  and  disbelievers  sons  of 
bigots  ;  but  as  regards  moral  habits,  there  is  very  rarely 
the  heredity  of  antagonism. 

"Examine  especially  the  moral  surroundings  in  which 
the  young  girl  was  born  and  has  grown  up  ;  her  habits, 
the  books  she  reads,  the  amusements  she  prefers.  Gain 
information  as  to  the  character  of  her  friends,  for  in  them, 
as  in  a  glass,  you  will  often  see  the  soul  of  the  woman 
you  wish  to  make  yours." 

Of  the  question  :  ought  we  to  marry  a  silly,  an 
intelligent,  or  a  literary  woman  ?  he  says  : 

."  If  this  question  were  to  be  answered  by  public  vote, 
we  should  probably  have  the  following  ratio  : 

"  For  the  silly  woman,  ten  votes. 


"  For  the  literary  woman,  no  vote. 

"  For  the  intelligent  woman  (that  is,  of  normal  ability), 
ninety  votes. 

"The  ten  who  have  voted  for  the  silly  woman  would  say 
that  they  did  not  desire  an  idiot,  but,  on  the  contrary,  a 
woman  slightly  foolish,  but  not  too  much  so.  But,  to- 
gether with  this  defect,  they  would  wish  to  have  her  hand- 
some, young,  and  very  good-tempered.  They  seek,  above 
all,  a  companion  who  helps  them  to  keep  healthy  and 
merry.  The  ninety  who  have  given  no  vote  to  the  liter- 
ary woman  wish  us  to  understand  that  they  like  an 
educated  woman,  but  detest  pedantry,  and  that  nothing 
in  the  world  could  make  them  desire  3.bas-bleu. 

"  Having  heard  these  comments,  let  us  now  make  ours. 
It  is  only  too  true  that  in  our  Italian  society  the  general 
culture  is  much  below  that  which  one  meets  with  in 
France,  Germany,  England,  and  the  United  States. 
Men  of  little  culture  desire  even  less  in  their  wives,  in 
order  that  at  least  in  their  family  circle  their  credit  may 
be  unimpugned.  From  this  arises  a  general  repugnance 
to  teach  our  girls  too  many  things,  from  this  comes  the 
antipathy  to  the  higher  girls'  schools  and  to  all  that  tends 
to  elevate  the  intellectual  level  of  our  companions.  We 
all  open  our  eyes  very  widely  before  a  lady  doctor  or  a 
literary  woman  as  before  some  wonderful  phenomenon, 
which,  perhaps,  may  change  our  'Ah  ! '  of  astonishment 
to  an  'Oh  !*  of  admiration  ;  but  the  woman  will  always 
be  a  phenomenon  to  us.  And  she  is  really  a  phenomenon, 
an  idol  to  put  on  altars  amid  the  incense  of  our  adora- 
tion ;  she  is  a  woman  who  thinks  as  much  as  a  man, 
has  the  learning  of  a  professor,  writes  books  that  are 
read,  or  paints  pictures,  and  makes  statues  to  which  are 
awarded  prizes  ;  an  idol  to  be  admired  if  beauty  be  added 
to  this  virtue  and  if  grace  accompany  it ;  a  half 
goddess  or  a  goddess  if  the  talent  does  not  go  arm 
in  arm  with  pride,  and  if  genius  is  surrounded  by 
a  fragrant  and  flowering  womanliness.  But  who  finds 
these  phenomena,  and  who,  having  found  them,  marries 
them?  Then  if  the  literary  woman  is  ugly,  and  impolite, 
if  her  body  and  voice  proclaim  the  certificate  of  her  bap- 
tism, which  makes  her  more  man  than  woman,  we  are  all 
agreed  in  not  wishing  to  have  her  for  a  wife. 

"  In  marriage,  the  harmonies  of  relation  ought  to  show 
themselves,  in  thought  as  well  as  act,  in  order  that  there 
may  be  happiness.  Therefore  it  is  that  man  was  made  by 
nature  more  intelligent  than  woman.  Perfect  harmony  is 
only  to  be  found  with  a  man  who  thinks  vigorously,  does 
what  he  wishes  with  energy;  who  rules  and  guides  the 
woman  in  the  paths  of  life  and  the  glories  of  conquest. 
The  inversion  of  these  relations  means  to  be  out  of  tune 
and  in  discord  ;  it  is  a  humiliation  on  the  part  of  the 
man,  and  (let  us  admit  it)  on  the  part  of  the  woman  also, 
who,  in  ninety-nine  cases  out  of  the  hundred,  wishes  to 
be  loved,  caressed,  and  also  adored,  but  who  likes  to  feel 
herself  ruled." 

The  financial  aspects  of  the  question,  the  wife's 
relations,  widows  and  widowers,  dressmakers'  bills, 
and  a  variety  of  other  details  are  treated  at  length, 
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"  The  Abraham  Lincoln  Myth,"  purporting  to  be 
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Cobban,  a  stirring  romance  of  adventure  in  the 
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"  A  Wild  Proxy  :  A  Tragic  Comedy  of  To-Day," 
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Banns ! '  The  Story  of  a  Comedy  which  was 
Played  Seriously,"  by  Frank  Frankfort  Moore, 
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Sunshine  Series  published  by  the  Cassell  Publish- 
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"  Papa's  Own  Girl,"  a  novel  by  Marie  Howland, 
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placed  under  the  ban  because  it  treated  too  freely 
of  the  world's  attitude  toward  those  who  have 
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the  hope  that  the  moral  censors  are  more  liberal 
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50  cents. 

"A  Cumberer  of  the  Ground,"  by  Constance 
Smith,  is  a  long  story,  but  an  interesting  and  well- 
written  one.  Its  hero  is  a  well-born,  well-educated 
man  who  has  neither  wealth  nor  relatives,  and, 
being  in  society  in  England,  is  not  able  to  go  the 
pace  of  his  fellows  and  must  perforce  go  out  to  the 
colonies.  He  is  a  hearty,  handsome,  taking  sort  of 
man,  but  there  is  no  particular  corner  of  the  world 
into  which  he  fits,  and  neither  love  nor  fortune  is 
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"The  Boys'  Own  Guide  to  Fishing,  Tackle- 
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Keene,  is  an  admirable  book  to  give  to  a  growing 
lad,  and  it  will  be  found  to  contain  a  deal  of  useful 
information  for  all  but  the  most  learned  in  the 
gentle  craft.  The  primary  division  of  the  subject 
is  into  the  four  seasons,  and  in  each  division  the 
author  describes  not  only  the  best  methods  of  se- 
curing the  particular  fish  of  the  season,  but  also 
tells  how  to  prepare  the  rods,  fines,  hooks,  flies, 
reels,  and  other  apparatus,  and  how  to  use  them  to 
the  best  advantage.  The  text  is  accompanied  by 
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"A  Little  Game  with  Destiny"  has  been  fol- 
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pseudonym  is  supposed  to  conceal  the  identity  of 
a  small  group  of  writers  in  Boston.  It  is  entitled 
"  Two  Bad  Brown  Eyes,"  and  is  not  less  daring 
than  the  "  Little  Game"  but  more  meretricious  ;  it 
is  the  story  of  a  woman  who  avenges  the  great 
wrong  done  her  by  a  man  by  luring  his  daughter 
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part  in  Chicago  during  the  World's  Fair,  and  there 
are  some  bright  comments  on  the  scenes  there  and 
the  methods  of  exhibitors  and  others  ;  and  much 
of  the  dialogue  is  decidedly  clever.  But  the  chief 
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The  twenty-third  volume  of  Outing,  including 
the  numbers  from  October  to  March,  1894,  contains 
a  number  of  highly  entertaining  papers  on  sport, 
travel,  and  athletic  recreation.  An  idea  of  the 
range  of  topics  treated  may  be  obtained  from  a 
glance  at  the  table  of  contents,  where  one  notices 
such  articles  as  "  Football :  Retrospective  and 
Prospective."  by  Walter  Camp  ;  "  Alaskan  Boats," 
by  Lieutenant  J.  C.  Cantwell  ;  "  A  Century  Ride," 
by  Grace  E.  Denison  ;  "Wild  Sport  in  Costa 
Rica,"  by  J.  J.  Peatfield  ;  "The  Government 
Scout,"  by  Captain  Jack  Crawford;  "Down  the 
Teche  in  a  Cat  Rig,"  by  A.  B.  Paine  ;  "  Nomads 
of  the  North,"  by  C.  J.  Cutliffe  Hyne  ;  and  "  From 
Sloop  to  Cutter  in  America,"  by  Captain  A.  J. 
Kenealy.  ■  These,  together  with  a  good  supply  of 
fiction  and  verse,  make  up  an  admirable  magazine. 
Published  by  the  Outing  Company,  New  York. 


The  following  remarks  on  the  fruits  and  fruit  in- 
dustry in  California,  from  the  New  York  Sun,  will 
be  read  with  interest : 

"  The  supply  of  fruits  from  California  this  summer  sur- 
passes that  of  any  previous  year ;  and  we  can  say  that 
the  quality  of  some  of  the  kinds  of  fruit  is  better  than 
ever  before.  The  pears  that  have  been  sent  from  there 
to  our  markets  this  month  in  prodigious  quantities  are 
superb,  pleasing  in  every  way.  They  are  large,  firm 
bodied,  luscious,  fragrant,  white  as  snow,  and  healthful. 
We  are  now  also  getting  fairly  good  California  peaches, 
and  likewise  apricots  and  plums.  The  fruit-raisers  of 
California  are  apprehensive  that  they  will  be  unable  to 
market  the  heavy  crops  of  this  year  ;  but  we  believe  that 
these  Eastern  States  would  easily  consume  the  whole  of 
every  year's  crop  if  prices  were  lower.  They  are  pretty 
high,  even  when  allowance  is  made  for  the  cost  of  trans- 
portation across  the  continent.  The  demand  for  Cali- 
fornia fruits,  as  also  for  California  wines,  has  increased 
steadily  with  the  improvement  in  their  quality.  They 
are  now  received  with  favor  in  several  countries  of 
Europe  as  well  as  here.  For  its  profusion  of  choice 
fruits,  California  stands  foremost  and  unrivaled  among 
the  States  of  the  Union." 

Horses  became  very  scarce  among  the  Confed- 
erates toward  the  end  of  the  war,  and  as  dis- 
mounted cavalrymen  were  sent  to  the  infantry,  a 
remount  became  a  serious  question  with  many 
troopers.  Jim  Harney,  of  the  Rockbridge  Troop, 
had  lost  his  horse,  and,  unable  to  get  another, 
possessed  himself  of  a  white  mule  named  Simon. 
One  day  a  squad  was  enjoying  a  dinner  with  a 
sympathetic  farmer,  when  a  sudden  alarm  was 
given.  "  Run,  boys,  run  ;  the  Yankees  are  com- 
ing ! "  There  was  mounting  in  hot  haste,  and 
some  escaped  by  the  front  gate,  and  some  by  the 
rear.  Jim  dashed  at  the  front  gate,  but  Simon, 
displaying  his  mule  nature  for  the  first  time, 
balked.  Jim  wheeled  him  around  and  drove  at 
the  rear  gate,  but  Simon  balked  again.  At  this, 
poor  Jim  looked  over  his  shoulder,  saw  the  blue- 
coats  rapidly  approaching,  threw  his  arms  around 
Simon's  neck,  and  called  in  agonized  tones  :  "  Oh, 
Simon,  for  heaven's  sake  go  somewhere  !  " 


Mr.  George  du  Maurier  is  said  to  have  nearly  fin- 
ished his  third  novel  for  Harper's. 


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OTTO    FLEISSNER 

Will   resume  teaching  Vocal,   Piano,   Organ,   and    Har- 
mony August  1st.    New  Ensemble  Classes  will  be  formed. 
Reception  Hours  :  Tuesday,  Friday,  and  Saturday  from 
12  to  2.       Residence,  2514  Octavia  St.,  near  Broadway. 


French,  Spanish,  German,  English,  and 
Latin.  Classes  formed  September  4th. 
PROF.  DE  FIL1PPE,  graduate  of  the  Acad- 
emies of  Paris  and  Madrid,  continues  to 
instruct  in  SPANISH  and  FRENCH,  hy 
his  simplified  and  practical  method.  Saving 
months  of  study.  "UNIQUE"  METHOD 
for  acquiring  a  foreign  language. 


LOUIS  CREPAUX, 
MEMBEK  OF  THE  PAKIS  GKAND  OPERA 

SCHOOL  OF  SINGING 

Reception  Hours,  Daily,  from  5  to  6.     607  Ellis  St. 

MRS.    J.    M.    PIERCE, 

(Soprano    First    Unitarian    Church,) 
"Will  resume  teaching    Sept.    1st,    "Wednes- 
days and  Saturdays.    3-426  Jackson  St.,  S.  F. 


MISS   WEST'S   SCHOOL    FOR    GIRLS, 

2014  "Van  Ness  Avenue. 

Re-opens  August  i^th.     Preparation  for  College.     Kin- 
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ZISKA    INSTITUTE, 

1606     TAN     NESS     AVENUE. 
English,    French,    and    German    Day    and    Boarding 
School.    Twenty-eighth  year  begins  August  ist. 
MME.   B.  ZISKA,  M.  A.,  Principal. 


THE   URBAN    SCHOOL 

Has  removed  from  its  previous  location  on  Hyde  Street 
to  2124  California  Street,  where  the  principal  hopes 
for  a  continuance  of  the    patronage  so   kindly  accorded 
him  in  past  years. 
NATHAN'  W.  MOOKE,  Principal. 


MISS  BOLTE'S  SCHOOL,  2428  Buchanan 
Street.  A  refined  Christian  home,  with  best  edu- 
cational advantages.  Board,  English,  French,  German, 
Music,  Dancing,  $30  per  month.  Highest  San  Francisco 
references.     New  term  July  9th.     Coach  calls. 


MISS  ELIZABETH  MOORE'S  SCHOOL, 
515  Haight  Street.  French  taught  in  all  grades 
without  extra  charge.  Facilities  for  studying  Music. 
Art,  and  Languages.  Thorough  instruction  in  the  Ele- 
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865  W.  23d  St.,  Los  Angeles.  A  select 
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and  refined  home.  S500  per  year.  Day  Pupils  $100. 
Next  school  year  begins  September  roth. 

MRS.  GEO.  A.  CASWELL,  Principal. 


BRYN  MAWR  COLLEGE,  ERYN  MAWR. 
Pa.  10  miles  from  Philadelphia.  A  College  for 
Women.  The  Program,  stating  the  graduate  and  under- 
graduate courses  of  study  for  the  academic  year,  will  be 
sent  on  application. 


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September  3,  1894. 


It  is  said  that  during  Jerome  K.  Jerome's  early 
youth,  when  he  was  serving  the  apprenticeship  of 
artist  and  journalist  as  a  solicitor's  clerk,  a  news- 
paper reporter,  a  school-teacher,  a  shorthand 
writer,  and  an  actor,  the  summit  of  his  ambition 
was  to  write  a  play  which  should  be  acted. 

He  seemed  to  possess  that  genuine  passion  for 
the  theatre  which  is  inherent  in  the  writer  of  drama. 
He  tells  somewhere  of  how,  during  the  period 
when  by  day  he  served  in  a  city  office  as  a  solicitor's 
clerk  and  by  night  he  repaired  to  the  gallery  of 
some  popular  theatre  to  watch  the  piece  in  progress 
with  sharp,  critical  interest,  he  was  of  the  opinion 
that  the  writing  of  a  great  play  was  the  one  thing 
in  the  world  worth  doing.  Before  this — in  his 
eighteenth  year — he  had  already  tried  his  hand  at 
this  class  of  work  and  had  written  the  curtain- 
raiser,  "  Barbara,"  which,  since  he  became  a  popu- 
lar novelist  and  playwright,  has  been  given  in  this 
country  and  England  with  a  good  deal  of  success. 

There  was  a  lapse  of  several  years  between  the 
date  when  "Barbara"  was  written  and  that  of  its 
production.  In  the  year  or  two  following  the 
period  of  its  authorship,  Mr.  Jerome,  still  a  mute, 
inglorious  Milton  to  the  outside  world,  wrote 
"  The  Idle  Thoughts  of  an  Idle  Fellow,"  and,  be- 
fore he  was  twenty-six,  he  had  written  his  popular 
"  Three  Men  in  a  Boat."  But  he  did  not  conquer 
the  public  at  one  fell  swoop  by  any  of  these. 
That  portion  of  his  extremely  variegated  career 
when  he  had  been  an  actor  in  a  small,  strolling 
company  gave  him  the  experience  of  the  stage 
which  enabled  him  to  write  the  inimitable  series  of 
sketches  called  "  Stageland."  These  were  his  first 
successes,  and  on  their  heels  appeared  the  two 
more  ambitious  books  and,  in  rapid  sequence,  his 
plays — "Barbara,"  "The  Master  of  Woodbury" 
(a  curtain-raiser  that  Rosina  Vokes  acted),  and 
"  The  Councillor's  Wife." 

What  path  of  literature  Mr.  Jerome  is  eventually 
going  to  settle  down  into,  no  one  can  guess.  He 
gently  flits  from  fiction  to  drama,  from  drama  to 
editorship,  from  editorship  to  journalism.  One 
supposes  that  he  is  firmly  established  as  a  writer  of 
light,  sentimental  plays,  and  the  next  day  hears  he 
is  running  a  magazine.  One  imagines  he  is  going 
to  devote  his  talents  and  his  energies  to  founding  a 
great  English  periodical,  and  learns  that  he  has 
sold  it  and  is  just  at  present  up  to  his  eyes  in  the 
business  of  managing  a  new  weekly  paper.  The 
Idler,  under  his  management,  was  a  brisk  and  viva- 
cious little  magazine,  without  the  ponderous  Tory- 
ism of  the  American  monthlies  or  the  slipshod 
carelessness  of  their  English  prototypes.  His  own 
papers  in  it  —  especially  the  series  of  sketches 
strung  together  on  a  connecting  thread  of  story  and 
called  "Novel  Notes"  —  were  extremely  clever. 
He  seemed  just  on  the  broad  highway  which  leads 
to  the  establishing  of  a  successful  magazine,  when 
one  hears  that  he  has  sold  out  and  has  plunged 
back  into  the  whirlpool  of  journalism,  where  he  is 
floating  his  own  paper,  To-Day. 

Mr.  Jerome  is  now  thirty-three  years  old,  so  there 
is  yet  plenty  of  time  to  spare  before  the  great  play 
of  his  youthful  dreams  shall  be  written.  He  has 
had  the  advantage  of  having  dabbled  in  many 
professions,  of  having  had  brief  but  instructive 
glimpses  into  many  walks  of  life.  He  ought  to 
know  his  own  age  and  his  own  kind  nearly  as  well 
as  Dickens  did.  Whether  he  can  make  dramatic 
use  of  his  crowded  experience  of  the  different  paths 
in  which  he  has  traveled  remains  to  be  proved.  So 
far,  while  he  has  been  a  clever  playwright,  a  popu- 
lar humorist,  a  good  editor,  and  a  vivacious  story- 
teller, he  has  yet  to  show  that  he  has  the  abilities 
to  do  any  one  of  these  things  unusually  well. 

It  is  rather  a  pity  that  Mr.  Jerome  is  inclined  to 
turn  his  back  on  the  stage.  Not  only  because  his 
plays,  with  all  their  faults,  are  amusing  and  full  of 
promise,  but  because,  just  now,  the  stage  is  pain- 
fully lacking  in  good,  new  dramas.  While  there 
are  large  crops  coming  up  of  painters,  and  actors, 
and  writers,  and  singers,  the  crop  of  dramatists  is 
a  thin,  weak,  scanty  crop.  We  want  new  plays,  we 
want  good  plays.  Excellent  companies  are  ranging 
about  the  country  playing  ridiculous  trash,  or  pomp- 
ous, cumbrous  melodramas,  supposed  to  offer 
ethical  problems  for  the  entertainment  of  the  multi- 
tude. One  has  only  to  look  at  the  comedies  pre- 
sented by  two  such  admirable  companies  as  John 
Drew's  and  the  Empire  Theatre's  to  see  how  far  be- 
yond the  merits  of  the  plays  are  the  merits  of  the 
players. 

Jerome  K.  Jerome's  comedies,  without  giving 
evidence  of  cloud-compelling  genius,  are  yet  clever 
enough  air*  give  promise  enough  of  originality 
ann  brightness  to  make  one  regret  Mr.  Jerome's 


withdrawal  of  his  talents  to  scintillate  in  other 
spheres.  With  training  and  repressing  of  his  de- 
sire to  make  people  take  fifteen  minutes  to  say  what 
ought  to  take  only  five,  Mr.  Jerome  could  be  made 
an  exceedingly  successful  and  popular  playwright. 
His  work  for  the  stage  shows  just  now  the  English 
faults  of  bad  construction  and  careless  workman- 
ship. Some  of  the  devices  in  "  The  Councillor's 
Wife,"  whereby  fraud  is  discovered  and  errors  set 
right,  are  ridiculously  clap-trap  and  old-fashioned. 
The  whole  play  has  a  patched,  slovenly  air,  as 
though  the  two  authors  had  cobbled  it  together 
during  one  hard,  twenty-four  hours'  work,  as  the 
great  Dumas  and  his  myrmidons  used  to  build 
plays  sitting  over  night  at  a  table  in  some  popular 
cafe.  But  neither  Mr.  Jerome  nor  Mr.  Philpott  is 
a  Dumas. 

Like  many  humorists,  Mr.  Jerome  has  a  great 
tendency  toward  pathos.  All  his  plays  are  dripping 
with  pathos.  It  is  not  either  tearful  pathos — it  is 
not  at  all  De-Mille-and-Belascoey — it  is  still,  pale, 
self-sacrificing  pathos.  Stageland,  as  Mr.  Jerome 
sees  it,  is  peopled  with  noble  girls,  who  are  ready  to 
immolate  themselves  on  shrines  of  uncongenial 
marriages,  or  perpetual  poverty,  or  heartbroken 
vestal  solitude,  or  silent,  domestic  martyrdom. 
According  to  Mr.  Jerome,  women  live  only  to  sac- 
rifice themselves  for  something — it  does  not  matter 
much  what.  Men  he  does  not  think  half  so  well 
of.  They  seem  just  as  anxious  to  find  some  one 
willing  to  be  sacrificed  to  their  interests  as  the 
women  are  to  sacrifice  themselves.  With  a  play- 
wright who  is  full  of  sentiment  and  who  thinks  this 
way,  the  making  of  a  play-peopled  with  pale,  trem- 
bling, self-effacing  females,  who  always  speak  to 
slow  music  and  roll  their  eyes  up  toward  the  gal- 
lery, and  bold,  dashing,  selfish  men,  is  quite  an 
easy  piece  of  work,  and  one  in  which  a  little  prac- 
tice ought  to  produce  much  smoothness  and  ease. 

The  public  likes  this  kind  of  drama,  and  Mr. 
Jerome,  giving  himself  the  trouble  to  prune  and 
clip  and  trim  his  work,  could  write  plays  which 
would  be  really  meritorious.  Like  all  people  who 
work  at  too  many  trades  and  too  rapidly,  Mr. 
Jerome  is  careless  and  slipshod  in  his  methods. 
Note  the  difference  between  the  manner  in  which 
"Liberty  Hall"  was  constructed  and  written  and 
that  in  which  "The  Councillor's  Wife"  was  con- 
structed and  written.  The  latter  piece  had  the 
most  body,  the  strongest  and  newest  situations,  but 
the  workmanship  was  so  careless,  the  play  was 
hurled  together  in  such  a  rough,  slap-dash  style, 
throughout  the  entire  piece  there  were  such  evi- 
dences of  haste,  of  indifference  to  effects,  of  untidy 
journeyman  labor,  that  the  whole  drama  suffered 
from  carelessness  that  a  little  additional  polishing 
would  have  entirely  done  away  with. 

"The  Councillor's  Wife"  does  not  suit  the  Em- 
pire company  as  does  "  Liberty  Hall  "  or  "  Sowing 
the  Wind."  They  are  such  a  thorough,  earnest, 
finished  set  of  players  that  it  is  annoying  to  see 
them  struggling  with  this  clumsy,  ill-made,  slovenly 
comedy.  The  management  has  cast  Miss  Viola 
Allen  for  the  part  of  a  good-natured,  rough,  hail- 
fellow-well-met  music-hall  performer,  a  superior 
Lottie  Collins  sort  of  person,  apparently.  It  is 
hardly  needless  to  say  that  Miss  Allen  does  not  fit 
this  part,  in  which  she  is  about  as  much  at  home  as 
Fanny  Davenport  would  be  acting  Joan  of  Arc. 
Miss  Allen  does  the  best  she  can,  and  tries  to  be 
loud  and  swaggering  and  vulgar,  but  it  is  no  use. 
She  is  none  of  these  things,  and  like  most  of  the 
young  actresses  of  the  present  moment  has  no 
capacity  to  break  through  her  own  limitations.  As 
an  actress  of  characters  that  suit  her  temperament, 
she  is  charming,  and  probably  as  good,  in  such  a 
part  as  Blanche  Chilworth  in  "  Liberty  Hall,"  as 
any  one  in  the  country.  But  she  can  not  be  loud, 
even  though  she  does  wear  wonderful  clothes  of  the 
most  brilliant  hues  and  slaps  all  the  young  men  on 
the  shoulder  with  about  as  much  ease  and  natural- 
ness as  Rosalind  employs  when  she  greets  Orlando 
in  the  forest  of  Arden. 

The  other  people  in  the  company  were  better 
suited  than  Miss  Allen.  The  two  old  men  were  as 
excellent,  as  inimitably  clever  as  ever.  They  are 
the  stars  of  the  company,  and  can  take  their 
places  with  Stoddart,  and  Holland,  and  Le  Moyne. 
Mr.  Faversham  had,  as  usual,  to  take  the  part  of  a 
noble  and  unnatural  young  man,  who  refuses  to 
marry  the  girl  of  his  heart  because  she  has  a 
fortune.  Mr.  Faversham  has  played  this  part 
several  times  during  the  engagement  of  the  Em- 
pire Theatre  company.  To  see  him  start,  and 
gasp,  and  be  horror-stricken  when  he  hears  the 
calamitous  news  of  his  best  girl's  being  rich,  would 
make  one  suppose  he  was  a  second  Traveler  from 
Altruria  who  thought,  on  the  whole,  the  making 
and  owning  of  money  was  sinful.  Mr.  Faver- 
sham's  young  men  do  not  reconcile  themselves  to 
being  rich,  and  accept  the  inevitable  with  fortitude. 
They  will  be  penniless,  and  ihe  heiress  has  to 
give  up  her  fortune  entirely,  or  swear  she  will  give 
it  to  the  Salvation  Army,  before  Mr.  Faversham 
will  relent  and  condescend  to  marry  her.  Then 
the  curtain  falls  upon  him,  poor  and  proud,  and 
one  imagines  the  happy  couple  living  blissfully  on 
fifteen  dollars  a  week. 


STAGE    GOSSIP. 


Ayer's  Sarsaparilla  has  rescued  many  from  chronic 
blood  diseases.     Try  a  few  bottles. 


Finest  oysters  in  all  styles,  Swain's,  213  Sutter  St. 


The  Kendals  will  begin  their  fifth  American  tour 
on  September  17th  at  Hooley's  Theatre  in  Chicago. 
They  will  be  seen  here,  later  in  the  season,  at  the 
Baldwin  Theatre. 

The  California  Theatre  is  to  have  "  living  pict- 
ures "  after  the  performance  of  "Friends"  every 
evening,  commencing  Monday,  September  10th. 
They  will  be  managed  by  La  Chevreuse,  of  Paris, 
and  more  than  five  thousand  dollars  have  been  spent 
on  the  production. 

Edwin  Hoff  having  been  engaged  to  support 
Lillian  Russell  in  her  London  engagement,  the 
Bostonians  have  secured  Elmer  Depue,  an  amateur 
well  known  in  this  city,  to  fill  his  place.  Mr. 
Depue,  it  will  be  remembered,  sang  one  of  the 
leading  rdles  in  "  Bluff  King  Hal." 

Richard  Mansfield  has  determined  not  to  act  in 
New  York  next  year.  Nat  Goodwin  came  to  the 
same  decision  some  time  ago.  It  is  to  be  noted 
that  New  York  has  refused  to  approve  of  two  of 
the  best  character-actors  on  the  American  stage 
and  reserves  her  applause  for  the  exclusive  benefit 
of  actors  who  have  the  stamp  of  British  approval. 

"  Charley's  Aunt  "  is  by  Brandon  Thomas,  and 
it  is  said  to  be  founded  on  the  delightful  episode  of 
Webber's  impersonation  of  an  Irish  spinster  in 
Charles  Lever's  "  Charles  O'Malley."  In  the  play, 
two  Oxford  undergraduates  have  invited  two  girls 
to  tea  in  their  rooms,  expecting  an  aunt  to  act  as 
chaperon  ;  and  when  that  lady  is  delayed,  the 
young  men,  rather  than  miss  the  girls'  company, 
get  one  of  their  chums  to  assume  feminine  garb 
and  take  the  place  of  Charley's  aunt — a  situation 
that  leads  to  most  amusing  complications. 

Gilbert  and  Sullivan's  charming  opera,  "  Pa- 
tience," which,  thanks  to  its  pretty  music  and  clever 
book,  has  long  outlived  the  aesthetic  craze  that  called 
it  into  being  will  be  sung  at  the  Tivoli  Opera  House 
next  week,  the  cast  being  as  follows  : 

Reginald  Bunthorne,  Ferris  Hart  man  ;  Archibald  Gros- 
venor,  John  J.  Raffael  ;  Colonel  Calverley,  George  Olmi; 
Major  Murgatroyd,  Fred  Kavanaugh  ;  Lieutenant  Duke 
of  Dunstable,  Phil  Branson  ;  Patience,  Tillie  Salinger ; 
Lady  Angela,  Mary  P.  Thomson ;  Lady  Saphir,  Alice 
Neilsen  ;  Lady  Ella,  Irene  Mulle ;  Lady  Jane,  Carrie 
Godfrey. 

A  second  series  of  "living  pictures  "  will  be  given 
after  each  performance. 

"  Charley's  Aunt,"  which  is  to  be  given  for  the 
first  time  in  San  Francisco  on  Monday  evening,  is 
a  rollicking  farcical  comedy  and  has  enjoyed  a 
tremendous  success  in  London  and  New  York  as 
well  as  in  various  Continental  cities,  such  as  Rome, 
where  it  has  been  played  in  translation.  The  per- 
formance at  the  Baldwin  Theatre  will  be  by  the 
Frohman  company,  the  cast  being  as  follows  : 

Stephen  Spettigue,  Owen  Fawcett ;  Colonel  Sir  Francis 
Chesney,  Brian  Darley  ;  Jack  Chesney,  Raymond  Capp  ; 
Charley  Wykeham,  Fred  Conger ;  Lord  Fancourt  Bab- 
berley,  Arthur  Larkin  ;  Brasset  College  Scout,  Jacques 
Martin;  The  New  Footman,  D.  J.  Sherwood;  Donna 
Lucia  d'Alvadorez,  Grace  Thome  Coulter ;  Kitty  Ver- 
dum,  Delia  Stacey;  Amy  Spettigue,  Frances  Stevens; 
Ela  Delahay,  Millie  James. 

The  success  of  Madeline  Pollard  as  a  drawing 
attraction  on  the  stage  is  very  dubious.  She  in- 
tended, at  first,  to  write  a  book,  but  the  publishers 
to  whom  she  applied  were  unanimous  in  the 
opinion  that  by  the  time  it  was  written — say,  in 
eight  or  nine  months — the  reading  public  would 
have  forgotten  her  and  her  scandal.  Then  she 
wrote  simultaneously  to  five  New  York  theatrical 
managers,  offering  her  services  as  an  actress,  but 
they  agreed  that  they  could  not  get  a  play  ready 
and  put  her  on  the  stage  this  year,  and  next  year 
she  would  he  dead  as  a  theatrical  speculation. 
However,  a  manager  has  been  found  for  her.  It 
remains  to  be  seen  how  they  will  come  out. 

An  old  theatrical  man  recently  gave  this  ac- 
count of  a  very  early  experience  of  Mary  Ander- 
son at  the  St.  Charles  Theatre  in  New  Orleans  : 

"  Business  had  been  simply  awful  at  the  St.  Charles. 
You  couldn't  haul  'em  in  with  a  derrick.  Finally  Mary 
was  billed,  and  P.  Gleason,  the  genial  box-office  man,  got 
the  boys  to  work  her  up  in  advance  on  her  Confederate 
ancestry  record — her  father  was  a  general,  or  something 
of  that  sort. 

"The  play  was  'Evadne,'  and  of  all  the  gawky  things 
I  ever  saw,  Mary  was  the  gawkiest.  Of  course,  there 
was  nobody  in  the  house.  It  was  the  worst  case  of  play- 
ing to  chairs  thai  I  ever  saw,  and  I've  been  there.  Mary, 
however,  didn't  seem  to  mind  it,  but  went  right  along  in 
a  series  of  flops  which  carried  her  all  over  the  stage  at 
onetime.  Talk  about  hands  and  feet — there  didn't  ap- 
pear to  be  anything  else  of  her." 

He  goes  on  to  say  that,  al  the  instance  of  the 
box-office  man,  the  reporters  "laid  it  on  so  thick 
that  it  must  have  done  her  poor  heart  good  to 
read,  even  if  it  did  not  convince  the  few  who  saw 
her  that  she  was  the  greatest  actress  on  the  Ameri- 
can stage."  Then  the  narrator  delegated  his  task 
of  criticism  to  a  woman  who  wrote  over  the  name 
of  "Catherine  Cole,"  and  the  latter  boomed  Miss 
Anderson  so  successfully  that  she  was  given  an- 
other week  at  the  theatre,  which  was  worked  up  into 
a  regular  ovation.  That,  he  says,  was  the  beginning 
of  her  fame. 


A  Card. 

Elenor  A.  Nahor  has  been  granted  a  divorce  from 
Alfred  H.  Nahor  on  the  ground  of  infidelity.  The 
plaintiff  will  resume  her  maiden  name,  Elenor  A. 
Reed. 


DCCLXXI.— Bill  of  Fare  for  Six  Persons,  Supday, 
September  2,  i8g4. 
Ox-tail  Soup. 
Cantaloupe. 
Fried  Clams.     Cold  Slaw. 
Broiled  Squabs,  Green  Peas. 
Corn  Fritters. 
Roast  Pork,  Apple  Sauce. 
Potato  Salad. 
Frozen  Peaches  and  Cream. 
Angel  Cake. 
Coffee. 
Ox-Tail   Sorji>. — Put  two  ox-tails  into  two  quarts  of 
water,   with  four  cloves,   a   little  pepper  and  salt  ;    boil 
three  hours ;  strain  the  soup  into  an   carthern   pan,  let  it 
stand  until  next -day,  and  then  remove  the  fat.     Cut  two 
small  onions  in  small  pieces,  fry  them  in  butter;  cut  the 
tails  the  same,  put  them  in  with  the  onions,  and  fry  them 
a  nice  brown;  cut  up  two  small  carrots,  two  small  tur- 
nips, and  a  quarter  of  a  head  of  white  cabbage  ;  put  them 
into  the  soup  with  the  onions    and  the  tails ;    boil  two 
hours. 


—  Knox's  Sparkling  Gelatine  received 
the  only  medal  at  World's  Fair.  The  new  granu- 
lated package  dissolves  in  two  minutes.  Makes  one 
pint  more  jelly  than  shred.     Ask  your  grocer  for  it. 


—  Tissue-paper  for  lamp  shades  and  paper 
flowers.  Stationery  Department,  Sanborn.  Vail 
&  Co.,  741  Market  Street, 


-H.  C.  MASSIE— Dentist, 

114  Geary  Street,  San  Francisco. 
Gentle  treatment  assured. 


Teething    babies    and    feverish    children    need 
StoJdman's  Soothing  Powders.     Try  them. 


One  of  the  best-known  figures  in  Paris  is  Mme. 
Yoer,  who,  upon  the  death  of  her  husband,  a  re- 
porter for  the  French  press,  took  up  his  work  and 
has  conducted  it  with  marked  enterprise. 


Cures 

OTHERS, 


WILL 


Cure  You. 
AYER'S 

Sarsaparilla 


MAKES 

THE 

WEAK 

STRONG. 


TIVOLI    OPERA    HOUSE. 

Mrs.  Ernestine  Keeling.  .Proprietor  and  Manager 

Saturday  and  Sunday  Evenings.     Last  Nights  of  Gilbert 
and  Sullivan's  Satirical  Opera, 

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A  Great  Success,  The  Living  Pictures. 

Blonday,  Septembei-  3d PATIKNCK 

In  Preparation DON  JUAN  (ad  lib) 

Popular  Prices 25  and  50  cents 

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Beginning    Monday   Next,      The    Enormous 

Laughing  Success  of  New  York, 

Boston,  and  Chicago, 

CHARLEY'S     AUNT! 

By    Brandon   Thomas.     Direction   of  Charles 

Frohman. 
SW  The  Reigning  Comedy  Sensation  the  world 

over.     Now  being  laughed  at  by  all  Europe 

and  America. 

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SATURDAY SEPTEMBER  1  St 


FOR  THE  BENEFIT  OF  THE 
MERCANTILE  LIBRARY 

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Mrs.  Louise  Humphrey-Smith. 


Tickets  maybe  obtained  at  the  Library,  corner  Van 
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compose  the  Auxiliary  Committee. 


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September  3,  1894. 


THE 


ARGONAUT. 


11 


VANITY    FAIR. 


American  women  abroad  keep  up  their  brilliant 
social  prestige.  A  bevy  of  them  graced  a  late  very 
smart  English  ball,  given  by  Lady  Londonderry  on 
the  debut  of  her  daughter.  Royalty  was  present 
in  the  persons  of  the  Prince  and  Princess  of 
Wales  and  their  daughters,  and  royalty  by  marriage 
in  the  Duchess  of  Teck.  Of  the  Americans,  the 
Dowager- Duchess  of  Marlborough,  formerly  Mrs. 
Hammersley,  was  as  lovely  as  ever  in  a  black  satin, 
flounced  with  finf*  black  Chantilly  and  embroidered 
with  jet.  Mrs.  Henry  White,  of  the  legation,  was 
in  gray  satin,  on  which  butterflies  were  embroidered 
in  silver  thread.  Her  diamonds  were  described  as 
"  remarkable,"  even  in  that  assembly.  The  Duch- 
ess of  Manchester's  gown  was  of  hyacinth  satin, 
beautifully  trimmed  with  silver-spangled  chiffon. 
A  crown  of  diamonds  rested  on  her  coiffure,  and 
her  necklace  and  other  ornaments  were  of  the  same 
stones.  The  Hon.  Mrs.  Carrington,  another 
American,  was  in  ivory  satin,  with  touches  of  green 
and  mauve  and  fine  diamonds,  and  Mrs.  Ronalds 
wore  white  brocade  and  a  coronet  of  diamond  stars. 
Mrs.  Joseph  Chamberlain  wore  an  exquisite  gown 
of  forget-me-not  blue  satin,  the  skirt  overlaid  with 
crystal  embroidery.  Mrs.  Arthur  Paget  looked  ex- 
ceedingly pretty  in  black  satin,  with  berthe  and 
sleeves  of  jet  sequined  chiffon  and  magnificent  dia- 
monds. The  young  Countess  of  Craven  has  proved 
herself  a  hostess  of  ability,  her  dance  given  lately 
in  London  standing  out  as  one  of  the  half-dozen 
smart  ones  of  a  very  brilliant  London  season.  The 
countess,  who  is  barely  in  her  nineteenth  year,  set 
a  fashion  in  ornaments  on  the  occasion,  her  dia- 
mond tiara,  with  a  fringe  of  loose-hanging  dia- 
monds, being  the  first  of  its  kind  seen  in  England. 


A  good  many  innovations  have  been  introduced 
during  the  life  of  the  present  national  administra- 
tion. Some  of  these  have  been  social  in  character, 
and  some  of  them  political ;  all  have  attracted 
more  or  less  remark.  The  latest  innovation  is  per- 
haps the  most  notable,  and  that  is  the  introduction 
of  a  "  court  photographer."  We  are  not  informed 
as  to  where  the  idea  of  this  pictorial  office  origi- 
nated ;  it  may  or  may  not  have  been  suggested 
from  the  White  House  or  by  some  high  dignitary 
of  the  government ;  the  important  fact  is  that  the 
officer  exists,  and  insists  upon  recognition.  Only 
the  other  day  the  publishers  of  Frank  Leslie's  re- 
ceived a  photograph  of  "the  ladies  of  the  Cabi- 
net," which  was  offered  for  publication  on  the  dis- 
tinct condition  that  it  should  be  credited  as  coming 
from  the  "  court  photographer."  It  was  a  good 
picture,  but  it  was  not  used. 

The  whole  tenor  of  fashionable  existence  in  Paris 
has  become  modified.  Instead  of  turning  night 
into  day,  they  all  go  to  bed  early  now,  and  the 
nocturnal  life  that  was  formerly  one  of  the  features 
of  the  gay  metropolis  has  become  a  thing  of  the 
past.  Both  men  and  women  have  developed  a 
strong  taste  for  athletic  pursuits.  This  has  been 
especially  the  case  (writes  a  correspondent  of  the 
New  York  Tribune)  with  the  aristocracy  and  lead- 
ers of  society.  French  rowing  clubs  of  relatively 
recent  birth  have  beaten  English  crews  not  only  on 
the  Seine,  but  even  on  the  Thames.  Parisian  foot- 
ball teams  have  defeated  English  elevens,  while  at 
tennis,  polo,  and  even  cricket,  Gallic  youth  has  be- 
come equally  adept.  Gymnastic  societies  have 
sprung  up  all  over  the  country  on  the  same  lines 
as  the  German  tum-verein,  and  the  Frenchman  of 
the  rising  generation  is  just  as  eager  to  develop 
his  biceps  and  to  achieve  success  in  one  branch 
or  another  of  sport  as  his  father  and  grand- 
father before  him  were  bent  on  making  conquests 
among  the  fair  sex.  In  order  to  fit  the  physique 
for  this  species  of  existence,  it  is  necessary  to  sleep 
well  and  long,  and  to  rise  early,  the  morning  being 
the  best  time  for  all  kinds  of  athletic  pursuits. 
But  to  get  up  early  one  must  go  early  to  bed, 
hence  the  Parisian  has  given  up  altogether  those 
midnight  suppers  which,  until  a  short  time  ago, 
constituted  the  inevitable  conclusion  of  a  Parisian 
day.  It  is  becoming  almost  as  difficult  to  get  any- 
thing to  eat  in  Paris  after  eleven  o'clock  at  night 
as  it  is  in  Vienna  or  New  York,  and  if  you  want  to 
see  your  friends,  both  masculine  and  feminine, 
without  going  to  the  trouble  of  calling  at  their 
houses,  the  only  way  to  do  so  is  to  ride,  drive,  or 
walk  between  ten  and  twelve  in  the  morning  in  the 
Bois,  where  you  will  find  what  constitutes  the 
actual  counterpart  of  old-time  boulevard  life  and 
brilliancy.  _ 

Mrs.  Burton  Harrison's  Century  story  of  "A 
Bachelor  Maid  "  is  a  vehicle,  this  month,  for  some 
vigorous  expression  of  opinion  on  what  girls  read 
and  why  they  marry.  One  of  her  characters  in- 
dulges in  this  outburst :  "  My  gorge  rises  at  the 
books  I  hear  discussed  in  modern  drawing-rooms. 
I  am  told  even  school-girls  read  these  stories, 
written  by  women  '  with  a  purpose,'  happily  some- 
times too  well  veiled  to  be  perceived  by  their  inno- 
cent readers.  But  who  knows,  if  they  are  to  ex- 
plore all  veins  of  thought,  what  our  girls  will  not 
come  to  knowing  or  surmising  ?  No,  no  ;  the  girl 
of  my  imagination,  like  that  of  every  honest  and 
healthy-minded  young  man,  is  the  old-fashioned 
Una  sitting  upon  the  lion's  back,  passing  un- 
smjrched   through   the  world — the  girl  who  loves 


and  trusts,  and  accepts  with  womanly  dignity  the 
lot  her  Creator  has  set  aside  for  her.  As  to  some 
of  the  advisers  of  young  femininity  in  these  days — 
those  who  rant  and  shriek,  and  ferment  society 
without  arriving  at  any  result — may  the  Lord  settle 
with  them  according  to  their  deserts  for  the  mis- 
chief they  are  doing."  And  no  less  intemperate  is 
this  on  modern  marriages:  "Be  fair;  and  own 
that  if  all  girls  weighed  as  well  their  chances  of 
married  happiness,  there  would  be  fewer  of  the 
fearful  mistakes  we  see  about  us.  But,  no  !  Most 
of  them  go  to  the  altar,  their  heads  dizzy  with 
their  own  importance,  with  thoughts  of  their  pres- 
ents, bridesmaids,  jewels,  establishment,  at  the  side 
of  a  lover  who  swears  they  are  perfection.  How 
many  of  these  escape  the  hour  of  bewildered  dis- 
may when  they  realize  the  bond  that  makes  them 
subject  for  fife  to  a  man  they  can  have  known  only 
on  the  surface  ?  I  believe  if  wedding-presents 
could  be  made  into  a  pile,  and  the  wife  of  a  month 
could  offer  herself  upon  them  in  suttee,  it  would 
be  a  not  uncommon  event." 


When  people  are  looking  out  for  appliances  to 
create  and  preserve  beauty,  they  miss  a  great  factor 
in  the  business  they  have  on  hand  by  not  looking 
within  (says  the  Bazar)  and  learning  that  our  emo- 
tions are,  after  all,  either  our  best  beautifiers  or  ex- 
actly the  reverse.  Who  does  not  remember  the 
actual  physical  disturbance  from  brooding  over  a 
wrong,  cherishing  a  grudge,  or  indulging  in  a  fit  of 
rage — the  burning  at  the  heart  and  in  the  head,  the 
trembling  of  the  nerves,  the  loss  of  appetite  and 
sleep  ?  This  brooding  arouses  a  nervous  action 
which  the  old  domestic  nurse  tells  you  stirs  the  bile, 
and  the  natural  result  of  it  is  that  the  whole  counte- 
nance will  often  look,  after  such  experience,  sallow 
and  yellow  and  bilious  ;  there  will  be  no  lustre  in 
the  eye  ;  the  circulation  has  been  interfered  with  ; 
there  will  be  an  unpleasant  hectic  flush  on  the 
cheek,  and  even  red  and  angry  patches  on  the  fore- 
head and  throat  ;  while  it  is  well  known  that  chem- 
ical researches  have  found  that  the  perspiration  in 
anger  is  of  a  virulently  poisonous  quality.  What- 
ever form  the  disturbance  takes,  there  is  serious  in- 
terference with  the  kindly  and  healthy  processes  of 
life,  and  the  complexion  suffers  from  it.  For  it  is 
absolutely  sure  that  bad  temper  breeds  bad  humors, 
and  that  we  can  as  readily  poison  our  blood  with 
them  as  with  external  application  or  internal  ab- 
sorption. Dwelling  on  the  perpetual  pin-pricks,  in- 
stead of  covering  them  out  of  sight,  will  make  fine 
fines  in  the  smoothness  of  the  forehead,  lift  the  eye- 
brows querulously,  drop  the  corners  of  the  mouth 
downheartedly,  and  not  only  spoil  present  beauty, 
but  hasten  future  ugliness.  And  it  does  not  require 
vexation,  dark  brooding,  or  worry  alone  to  injure 
the  good  looks.  The  person  who  allows  herself  to 
be  bored  where  she  is  not  interested  in  what  goes 
on  about  her,  gains  a  lack-lustre  of  eye  and  skin 
and  feature  that  is  akin  to  disfigurement,  for  the  eye 
grows  dull  a*nd  heavy,  the  features  fixed  and  im- 
mobile, the  whole  air  and  aspect  without  alertness 
or  grace.  To  cultivate  interest  is  to  cultivate 
vivacity,  expression,  intelligence — things  that  are 
beautifying,  that  quicken  the  blood  and  send  it 
freely  to  the  surface.  It  is  no  extravagance  to  say 
that  sweet  temper  and  good  humor  are  among  the 
best  cosmetics  known. 


The  high  hand-shake  that  was  introduced  in  cer- 
tain circles  two  or  three  years  ago  was  thus  referred 
to  in  an  address  delivered  before  the  students  of 
Harvard  College  last  March  by  Henry  Irving  :  "  I 
notice  nowadays  that  some  young  people  have  a 
singular  method  of  shaking  hands — something  like 
this,  with  their  elbows  level  with  the  crowns  of  their 
heads,  a  funny  fashion  and  not  suggestive  of  the 
grasp  of  the  honest  man.  It  was  a  fashion  con- 
tracted in  large  assemblies  and  functions  where 
ladies  were  wearing  long  trains  thrown  over  their 
arms  and  held  aloft  to  avoid  the  crush  and  protect 
their  garments.  With  their  arms  up  so,  they  some- 
times shook  hands,  and  hence  the  fashion." 


Of  Baroness  Adolph  de  Rothschild  Vogue  says  : 
"She  has  a  farm  at  Boulogne-sur-Seine,  just  beyond 
the  Bois,  which  is  assuredly  unique  of  its  kind.  The 
weary  votaries  of  fashion  whom  she  desires  to 
initiate  into  the  simple  pleasures  of  rustic  life  are 
welcomed  there  by  their  hostess  in  a  Louis  Quinze 
drawing-room,  where  the  furniture  is  covered  with 
satin  brocade  of  the  famous  blush-pink  hue,  all  the 
bric-a-brac  and  engravings  being  suggestive  of  the 
ancien  rigime.  One  of  the  walls  of  the  room, 
however,  consists  of  a  gigantic  sheet  of  plate  glass, 
giving  views  into  the  cow-shed  (if  so  homely  a 
word  may  be  applied  to  the  superb  apartment  ad- 
jacent thereto),  where  a  double  row  of  lovely  cows 
munch  peacefully  at  their  marble  mangers.  A  Breton 
herdsman  and  his  wife,  in  national  costume,  tend 
the  sleek  cattle  and  complete  the  picture.  When 
aesthetic  cravings  have  been  sated  by  this  charming 
spectacle,  an  adjournment  takes  place  to  the  dining- 
room,  where  a  dainty  luncheon  is  served  amid  a 
bower  of  fragrant  and  rare  orchids.  Then  follows 
a  stroll  through  the  gardens,  laid  out  in  Louis 
Quinze  style,  with  nymphs  and  fawns  of  stone 
gleaming  through  the  foliage  ;  and,  lastly,  there  is 
a  visit  to  be  paid  to  the  dairies.  By  this  time  it 
has  become  cool  enough  to  venture  on  the  home- 
ward  drive,  and,  laden  with  dairy  produce  and 
roses  as  souvenirs  of  the  visit,  the  visitor  departs 


with  the  feeling  that  farming,  after  all,  is  not  such  > 
a  bad  trade  if  you  only  happen  to  have  a  few  mill-  ! 
ions  of  dollars  to  fall  back  upon." 

A  fashion  which  was  inaugurated  this  winter  by 
one  or  two  leading  mondaines  in  Paris  is  being  con-  j 
tinued  in  the  country-houses,  and  will  no  doubt  be  j 
adopted  by  all  party-givers  in  Paris  during  the  next 
season.  These  are  the  diners  par  petites  tables. 
What  was  at  one  time  considered  a  little  eccentric  i 
has  now  become  as  general  as  the  ordinary  form  of  j 
receiving  dinner  guests.  This  new  arrangement  of  I 
placing  people  at  small  tables  tends  not  only  to  do 
away  with  the  dreary  dullness  of  the  ordinary  din- 
ner-party, but  also  to  alter  the  style  of  receptions 
in  general.  Thus,  instead  of  the  customary  cotillion 
and  supper  which  keep  up  into  the  small  hours  of 
the  morning,  the  invitations  now  issued  at  the  vari- 
ous chateaux  fix  the  hour  of  eight  for  the  diners 
par  petites  tables,  followed  by  the  cotillion,  the 
evening  being  ended  but  very  little  after  midnight. 
This  form  of  dining  has  also  the  advantage  of 
curtailing  the  repast,  news  which  will  be  received 
with  delight  by  the  younger  generatidn,  and,  per- 
haps, also  by  those  of  more  advanced  years  who 
are  gourmets  rather  than  gourmands.  The  number 
of  courses  required  at  these  entertainments  never 
exceeds  four — two  entries  and  two  roasts,  one  hot 
and  one  cold,  with,  of  course,  the  contingent  salads 
and  sweets.  The  English  custom  of  drinking  cham- 
pagne throughout  the  dinner  is  also  becoming  very 

general. 

«- 

The  luxurious  calm  which  hangs  over  Newport 
immediately  convinces  the  strange  visitor  that  he 
has  been  ushered  into  something  vastly  different 
from  the  usual  watering-place.  It  is  a  strictly  ele- 
gant city,  with  its  delights,  habits,  and  passions 
very  generally  screened  by  beautiful  hedgerows  and 
impenetrable  foliage.  Excitements  there  surely 
are  beneath  that  placid  front,  but  the  eyes  of  the 
multitude  are  forbidden  to  view  them,  and  so  the 
casual  caller  at  Newport  often  votes  the  place  ex- 
ceedingly dull.  In  order  to  see  the  thoroughbred 
Newport  maiden,  you  must  be  alert  and  informed. 
At  one  hour  you  shall  discover  her  and  her  friends 
arranged  in  bouquets  all  around  what  is  called  "  the 
horseshoe  "  in  the  Casino.  She  sits  there  in  lofty 
silence,  drinking  in  the  dreamy  refrain  of  a  hidden 
orchestra  and  consuming  a  creme  de  menihe. 
Again  you  will  find  her  tiptoeing  down  from  her 
bath-house  to  the  sea,  clad  in  clinging  flannels,  her 
graceful  limbs  swathed  in  bright  silk  stockings,  and 
the  gentle  curves  of  her  figure  ungirt  and  eloquent. 
She  is  a  dainty  and  fascinating  bather.  Instead  of 
splashing  fiercely  in,  as  her  cousin  over  at  Narra- 
gansett  does,  she  is  in  the  habit  of  taking  about 
fifteen  minutes  in  getting  out  as  deep  as  her  knees, 
and  when  there,  she  stands  with  fluttering  arms  and 
heaving  breast  just  like  a  fluttering  bird.  After  a 
long  time  of  doubt,  she  makes  a  decision.  She 
watches  for  a  small,  peaceful  wave,  and  when  she 
finds  a  very  gentle  one,  she  turns  half  round  and 
sits  on  it.  Then  she  gives  a  tiny  scream  and  trots 
out  of  the  water,  when  she  is  met  by  her  maid, 
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A  Vivid  Sketch  of  a  Famous  Place  in  Paris. 


The  Red  Mill  (writes  Stanley  Clark  in  To-Day  J 
stands  at  the  top  of  a  narrow,  billy  street,  in  a 
broad  boulevard  in  the  heart  of  one  of  the  poor 
quarters  of  Paris.  Above  it  tower  the  heights  of 
Montmartre,  and  the  wheel  of  fire  of  this  mill 
only  starts  a-whirling  at  night,  and  then,  with  all 
its  sails  dotted  with  lurid  spurts  of  color,  it  winds 
and  grinds  noiselessly. 

The  quarter  is  the  Batignolles,  where  hatless, 
frowzy-headed  women  gossip  and  run  to  and  fro  ; 
where  the  unbought,  unsought  vegetables  and 
fruit  rot  in  the  summer  sun  ;  where  chestnuts  pop 
and  steam  in  winter  ;  where  the  streets  are  littered 
with  loose  paper  ends  and  orange  and  banana 
peels. 

A  long,  low  building,  painted  red,  with  a  tower 
pierced  by  three  little  windows,  with  terra-coiia 
figures  leaning  forth,  grotesque  enough  for  Dutch 
tile  draughtsmanship  in  their  exaggerated  outlines, 
the  tower  surmounted  by  the  mill-wheel  coquet- 
tishly  placed  on  one  side  like  a  rosette  on  a 
woman's  bonnet. 

In  the  day-time  it  is  possessed  of  no  significance 
whatever,  except  as  the  cap-sheaf  of  shabby,  mere- 
tricious architecture  in  a  shabby  neighborhood,  but 
at  night  it  is  the  centre  of  all  Batignolles  and  of 
much  of  Paris. 

It  is  called  a  theatre,  a  concert-hall,  anything  you 
like,  but  is  really  a  slave-market  wherein  women 
are  bought  and  men  sold. 

Under  the  tawdry  gas-light  awning  is  a  little 
ticket-office. 

"Two  francs  entrance,"  they  tell  you.  "Seats? 
Seat  yourself  anywhere  you  like "  —  this  with  a 
magnificent  wave  of  the  hand.  So  you  make  your 
way  up  a  little  incline  into  a  vast  ball-room  lined 
with  hard  wood,  mahogany  color,  stickily  varnished. 
As  you  enter  a  row  of  loges  above  you  to  the  left, 
on  the  right,  raised  a  few  steps  from  the  floor,  the 
little  stage  and  a  miniature  auditorium,  wherein  are 
tables  and  chairs,  no  aisles. 

From  the  theatre  the  building  swells  out  into  an 
immense  ball-room  as  big  as  a  skating-rink  ;  up  in 
a  gallery  above,  a  band-stand.  "  The  ball  comes 
later,"  they  tell  us,  so  we  stroll  back  to  the  theatre, 
reached  by  climbing  the  little  flight  of  steps,  and 
seat  ourselves. 

"  What  will  monsieur  have  ?  " 
"  Nothing." 

"  But  one  is  obliged  to " 

"  Two  bocks,  then." 

The  place  fills  up.  You  axe  surrounded  by 
French  tradesmen,  shop-keepers,  and  their  sweet- 
hearts ;  the  horsey  specimen,  with  his  spy-glass 
still  on  his  back — he  takes  care  to  tell  you  he  has 
come  from  Auteuil,  and  is  down  on  his  luck  ;  quiet 
butchers  and  their  wives  in  their  Sunday  clothes, 
eagerly  straining  their  necks  to  see  the  dancers 
and  the  singers,  who  follow  each  other  in  quick 
succession  on  the  mimic  stage. 

Two  Englishmen  stroll  by  in  deer- stalkers,  their 
fresh  skins  in  violent  contrast  to  the  greasy,  or  the 
waxy,  or  the  suffused  ones  about  them.  There  are 
shop-girls,  and  factory-jades,  and  the  professional 
beauty  a  la  Batignolles,  done  up  on  a  cheap  scale. 
There  are  the  painted  and  the  weary  of  fife,  the  be- 
trayed and  the  naturally  vicious,  the  downtrodden 
and  the  picked  up. 

There  are  the  reckless,  too,  more  of  them  than 
any  other  ;  they  have  dashed  a  suspicion  of  powder 
on  their  noses,  they  have  drawn  a  rim  of  burat- 
match  black  under  their  dull  eyes  to  bring  out  the 
belladonna  brilliancy,  a  fair  accompaniment  to  their 
forced  smile  ;  they  have  tightened  themselves  in  at 
the  waist  to  bring  more  into  evidence  the  Hues  of 
the  hips  and  bust,  and  then  have  started  forth  for 
conquest. 

Up  on  the  stage  women  in  ball-dress,  pretty,  un- 
funny, with  cracked  voices,  sing  languishing  ditties, 
accompanied  by  suggestive  gestures  or  dashy  songs 
out  of  tune. 

They  wink  promiscuously  at  their  audiences,  they 
snap  their  fingers  audaciously  at  the  members  of 
the  orchestra,  they  execute  pirouettes,  their  skirts 
lifted  boldly,  their  stockings  displayed  against  a 
fluff  of  lacy  tissue. 

"  Lolotte,"  from  the  little  theatre  around  the 
corner,  comes  on  and  dances  her  pas  seuL  Her 
toes  are  brought  together,  then  her  heels,  then  in  a 
lightning-flash  she  stretches  wide  apart,  and,  with 
a  kick  which  takes  into  its  circumference  a  space  as 
big  as  a  mill-wheel,  we  have  mademoiselle  seated 
before  us,  breathless,  laughing,  her  body  upright, 
her  limbs  measuring  several  yards  from  toe  to  toe. 
From  time  to  time  a  debutante  puts  in  her  bid 
for  favor,  and  sometimes  she  is  really  young  and 
fair.  The  management  knows  its  world  and  offers 
youth  and  beauty,  and  sometimes  talent. 

So,  her  long  lashes  drooping  over  her  cheeks  in 
simulated  modesty,  her  cheek  dimpling  and  flush- 
ing— for  the  young  blood  has  not  yet  grown  stale, 
and  the  curves  have  still  to  be  Uned  into  wrinkles 
— this  new  translation  of  maidenhood  faces  the 
footlights  with  a  smile.  Her  thin,  musical  voice 
sings  a  song  ;  she  gambols  awkwardly  like  a  young 
animal  at  play. 

Finally,  impatient  at  too  slowly  making  her  head- 
way, she   lets  go  and  kicks  herself  into  universal 
In    a    few  weeks    the    Boulevards  teem 


with  her  name,  and  Nini  Patte-en-1' Air's  little  slip- 
pered feet  play  sad  havoc  with  the  hearts  of  her 
admirers. 

But  the  bell  rings,  the  little  curtain  goes  down, 
and  a  rush  is  made  for  the  ball-room.  As  quick  as 
a  flash,  circles  are  formed,  the  room  has  filled  up, 
and  there  is  barely  elbow  space.  The  military  band 
commences  a  waltz,  men  and  women,  women  alone, 
and  women  together,  start  in  dancing,  and  the  fun 
grows  fast  and  furious.  In  a  little  loge  above,  a 
party  of  well-dressed  foreigners  look  down  curiously 
on  the  scene.  From  the  garden  at  the  left  stroll 
in  every  kind  of  Paris's  fast  and  dissipated  civiliza- 
tion. Here  is  a  world  where  no  introductions  are 
necessary. 

Chatting,  laughing,  nudging,  squeezing,  kissing, 
kicking,  dancing,  they  grow  more  and  more  reck- 
less and  fierce  and  more  diabolically  debauched. 
Gendarmes  stroll  about  and  smile  indulgently,  only 
laying  their  hands  now  and  then  good-naturedly  on 
the  shoulders  of  those  who  grow  too  noisy  or  too 
conspicuously  depraved,  and  all  the  while,  in  the 
middle  of  the  room,  goes  on  the  mad  dancing,  the 
screams  of  encouragement,  and  the  whirl  of  skirts — 
a  whirl  of  debauched  womanhood. 

Hats  fly  off,  kicked  into  space  by  the  heels  of  the 
emulators  of  Mile.  Lolotte,  the  place  fills  fuller 
and  fuller,  the  noises  grow  noisier  and  more 
noisome.  Girls — English,  American,  Scotch,  Irish, 
Dutch,  German,  Swedes,  French — barter  and  sell 
themselves.  And  some  of  them  are  young  and 
pretty,  and  others  old  and  vile. 

Of  the  dancers,  Sauterelle,  Macarona,  La  Goulue, 
Torpille,  Pomponette,  Folichonette,  Gigolette, 
Serpolette,  Cigale,  Clair-de-Lune,  Arc-en-Ciel, 
Etoile  Filante,  get  salaries  of  from  fifty  to  eighty 
francs  a  night.  Most  of  them  wear  a  pallor  born 
of  late  hours  and  gaslight  amusements.  Their 
eyes  are  devoid  of  spontaneous  fire,  bistre-circled, 
with  a  strange  flame  in  them  of  fantastic  and 
artificial  passion  ;  their  lips  are  a  thin  line  of 
bought  carmine.  Their  hair  is  either  coiffed 
elaborately,  in  strange  contrast  to  their  quiet  dress, 
usually  of  a  dull  cashmere,  or  is  thin  and  dis- 
heveled. As  they  lift  their  skirts  we  gaze  at  a 
whirl  of  skirts  and  limbs  black-silk-stockinged  and 
feet  immaculately  slippered. 

There  is  a  mass  of  inexhaustibly  voluminous 
white  batiste,  rows  and  rows  of  exquisite  lace  in- 
sertion, miles  of  little  rufflings,  lace,  and  embroid- 
ery bordered,  and  behind  it — a  woman  ! 

But  the  dance  begins..  She  steps  backward  a 
little,  her  hands  on  her  hips,  her  chin  loftily  tossed, 
the  gleam  of  her  eyes  audacious,  vile,  insinuating, 
voluptuous  in  their  suggest! veness,  shining  through 
the  slit  left  between  the  eyelash  and  the  cheek. 

Mockingly  she  gazes  for  a  moment  or  two  at  the 
circle  of  spectators  ;  then,  wjjh  a  quick  movement, 
she  lifts  her  dress-skirt,  tucks  it  sideways  into  her 
belt,  and  stands  revealed  a  mass  of  lingerie. 

The  crowd  surges  nearer,  the  band  crashes 
louder  ;  suddenly,  with  an  ease  as  apparently  un- 
studied and  unthought  of  as  a  swallow's  flight,  her 
toe  touches  her  forehead  again  and  again,  and  yet 
again,  there  are  roars  of  applause,  and  the  crowd 
presses  closer.  Kfin-de-siecle  Bacchante,  her  trans- 
lation of  life  the  cancan. 

She  grows  breathless,  dances  faster  and  faster, 
kicks  higher  and  higher,  sits,  stands,  whirls,  stoops, 
hops,  reaches  her  head  backward  until  it  touches 
the  floor.  Through  the  whirl  of  laces  we  see  her 
face  ;  the  eyes  are  open,  the  lips,  too,  and  parched, 
her  breath  comes  in  quick,  short  gasps,  and  every 
now  and  then  she  lets  forth  a  shout,  unlike  a  voice, 
more  like  the  indescribable,  hoarse  shriek  of  a  seal. 
The  flush  of  her  face  grows  pallid  under  her 
rouge.  The  insinuating  smile  grows  fixed,  the  eyes 
glassy  ;  still  the  body,  as  though  galvanized,  kicks, 
and  reels,  and  turns,  and  whirls  till  a  new  dancer 
springs  into  the  arena,  and  the  former  retires  to 
catch  her  breath. 

The  night  creeps  on,  the  small  hours,  shame- 
faced, look  in  at  the  din  and  the  uproar,  dawn 
grays  the  sky,  tb.2  boulevard  outside  runs  riot  with 
drunken  men  and  women  reeling  along  in  each 
other's  embrace  ;  high  up  in  the  summer  sky  turns 
the  mill-wheel,  its  red-eyed  spikes  dulling  against 
the  dawn  which  creeps  on  apace. 

Then,  as  the  badly  abused  stillness  of  the  night 
wakens  into  new  day,  not  until  then  do  the  sounds 
of  revelry  cease.  Wagons  with  fresh  vegetables 
roll  by,  the  lights  go  out,  the  mill  stops  revolving, 
and  another  ball  night  at  the  Moulin  Rouge  is  over. 


Her  Little  Scheme. 

One  young  woman  has  lost  what  promised  to  be 
steady  company  for  the  summer  by  her  misplaced 
confidence  in  a  scheme  she  read  about  in  the  news- 
papers. Some  time  ago,  she  came  across  a  piece 
which  purported  to  give  the  romance  of  a  wedding- 
cake  superstition.  It  appeared  that  a  certain 
young  lady  gave  a  certain  young  man  a  piece  of 
wedding-cake,  together  with  seven  neatly  folded 
slips  of  paper.  She  told  him  to  place  the  wedding- 
cake  and  the  slips  under  his  pillow,  and  when  he 
awoke  in  the  morning  to  take  out  one  of  the  slips 
and  read  what  it  contained.  She  further  informed 
him  that  each  of  six  of  the  slips  would  bear  the 
name  of  some  young  lady,  but  that  the  seventh 
would  be  blank. 

If  the  slip  he  opened  on  the  seventh  day  con- 
tained a  girl's  name,  it  would  be  that  of  his  future 


wife  ;  but  if  it  was  the  blank,  he  was  doomed  to 
bachelorhood.  The  young  man  took  the  cake  and 
the  slips  and  followed  the  charming  directions  per- 
fectly. Next  morning  when  he  opened  a  slip,  he 
found  it  contained  the  name  of  the  very  girl  who 
had  given  him  the  instructions.  He  was  pretty 
badly  disappointed.  She  was  the  only  girl  of  his 
acquaintance  that  he  had  ever  even  thought  of  in 
connection  with  matrimony,  and  he  had  frequently 
kicked  himself  for  his  want  of  courage  in  letting 
her  know  it. 

So  he  concluded  that  the  other  slips  wouldn't  in- 
terest him  enough  to  sleep  on  them  for  six  nights, 
and  proceeded  to  open  them  all  and  read  their 
names  before  throwing  them  away.  Evening 
seemed  ten  years  off  when  he  found  that  the  girl 
of  his  choice  had  written  her  own  name  on  every 
one  of  them,  thus  conveying  a  hint  broad  enough 
to  get  any  amount  of  engagement-rings  on.  Even- 
ing did  come,  however,  and  everything  was  settled 
in  the  most  approved  manner.  That  was  the  story 
the  other  girl  read,  and  she  made  up  her  mind 
to  try  the  same  system  upon  the  young  man  she 
most  admired,  but  who  displayed  a  singular  indis- 
position to  question  her  upon  a  momentous  subject. 

One  of  her  friends  was  married  recently,  and  she 
carried  a  large  hunk  of  the  wedding-cake  in 
triumph  and  hope.  The  next  time  the  alluring 
young  man  came  to  see  her  she  entertained  him 
sweetly,  and,  as  he  was  going,  she  brought  out  her 
wedding-cake  and  the  slips  containing  her  auto- 
graph. She  gave  the  swain  his  instructions  about 
dreaming,  and  opening  the  slips,  and  all  the  rest  of 
it,  and  her  consternation  may  be  imagined  when  he 
remarked,  pleasantly  : 

"Oh,  yes!  I  read  the  story  myself.  Pretty 
good  scheme,  wasn't  it  ?  " 

And  she  hasn't  seen  him  since. — Ex. 


The  Red  Men  Sat  Down. 

"  For  real  hot-weather  stories,  you  want  to  go  to 
a  hot-weather  country,"  says  W.  F.  White,  pas- 
senger traffic  manager  of  the  Santa  Fe"  Railroad. 
"Now,  you  can  find  hot  weather  that  is  hot 
weather  in  New  Mexico  and  Arizona.  It's  one 
thing  to  go  through  that  country  now  on  a  train 
which  carries  the  conveniences  for  keeping  cool, 
but  it  was  quite  another  thing  when  the  railroad  was 
being  built,  and  there  was  nothing  between  you 
and  the  sun  but  alkali  dust. 

"  The  Atchison  road  reached  Deming,  N.  M.,  in 
18S1,  and  it  was  a  hot  summer.  It  had  been  hot 
right  along  in  that  steady,  energetic  fashion  that 
would  make  a  man  wish  for  an  hour  in  a  Bessemer 
steel  mill  to  cool  off.  The  first  construction  train 
pulled  into  Deming  on  a  day  that  was  so  scorching 
as  to  stand  out  even  among  those  other  blistering 
days.  The  train  was  made  up  of  a  long  line  of 
flat-cars,  and  along  the  centre  of  the  cars  ran  a  pile 
of  steel  rails  a  foot  high.  The  rails  had  been  in 
the  full  glare  of  an  unblinking  sun  until  they  were 
about  as  hot  as  when  they  came  through  the  rolls 
at  the  mill. 

"  When  the  train  came  into  Deming  it  was,  of 
course,  an  object  of  great  interest,  and  no  one  was 
more  interested  in  it  than  a  lot  of  Apache  Indians. 
They  were  peaceful  enough,  and  filled  with  curi- 
osity, and  were  quick  to  assert  the  birthright  of  the 
American  Indian  to  ride  free  on  a  railroad  train. 
The  conductor  in  charge  was  something  of  a  joker 
and  saw  an  opportunity  for  some  fun.  He  urged 
the  Indians  all  to  climb  up  on  the  fiat-cars  and  have 
a  ride.  The  engineer  was  in  the  scheme,  and,  as 
soon  as  the  Indians  were  up  on  the  cars,  he  backed 
his  engine  with  a  jerk. 

"  They  could  ride  a  bucking-pony  under  any  con- 
dition of  unsteadiness,  but  this  motion  was  new  to 
them,  and  the  entire  party  sat  down  on  the  rails. 
Now,  you  must  remember,  the  summer  costume  of 
an  Apache  can  be  cut  out  of  a  pocket-handker- 
chief, with  cloth  to  spare.  Well,  my  idea  of  In- 
dian stoicism  was  shattered.  There  were  shrieks 
that  added  new  notes  to  the  regulation  war-whoop, 
and  the  Apaches  left  the  train  and  started  off 
across  the  hot  sands  in  a  way  that  would  have 
turned  us  all  gray  if  they  had  been  coming  toward 
us  instead  of  running  away.  They  undoubtedly 
remember  that  as  the  hottest  day  they  ever  knew." 
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STORYETTES. 


Grave  and  Gay,  Epigrammatic  and  Otherwise. 


Horace  Greeley  once  wrote  a  note  to  a  brother 
editor  in  New  York,  whose  writing  was  as  illegible 
as  his  own.  The  recipient  of  the  note,  not  being 
able  to  read  it,  sent  it  back  by  the  same  messenger 
to  Mr.  Greeley  for  elucidation.  Supposing  it  to  be 
the  answer  to  his  own  note,  Mr.  Greeley  looked 
over  it,  but  likewise  was  unable  to  read  it,  and  said 
to  the  boy:  "Go  take  it  back.  What  does  the 
damned  fool  mean?"  "  Yes,  sir,"  said  the  boy  ; 
"  that  is  just  what  he  says." 


Several  years  ago,  a  celebrated  tragedian  was 
summoned  to  play  "  Hamlet"  at  Windsor.  When 
he  came  to  the  soliloquy,   he   made    an    unusual 

pause  after   "To   be "     The  queen,  believing 

that  he  had  forgotten  his  lines,  instantly  prompted 
—"or  not  to  be.  That  is  the  question."  "  By 
your  leave,  your  majesty,"  said  the  tragedian,  put 
out  of  courtly  humor  by  the  interruption,  "  that  is 
not  the  question.  The  question  is  my  method  of 
interpretation."  "Never  mind  your  method,"  re- 
turned the  queen,  smilingly;  "what  we  want  is 
Shakespeare." 

Lord  Dufferin  met  Beaconsfield  on  the  afternoon 
of  one  of  his  elections,  and  stopped  to  offer  his 
compliments  on  his  success.  This  was  the  great 
Disraeli's  rather  complacent  reply :  "I  said  a 
pretty  good  thing  on  the  platform.  There  was  a 
fellow  in  the  crowd  who  kept  calling  me  a  man  of 
straw,  without  any  stake  in  the  county,  and  asking 
what  I  stood  upon,  so  I  said  :  '  Well,  it  is  true  that 
I  don't  possess  the  broad  acres  of  Lord  So-and-So 

or  the  vast  estates  of  the  Duke  of  A ,  but  if  the 

gentleman  wants  to  know  upon  what  I  stand,  I  will 
tell  him  I*  stand  upon  my  head."  " 


On  one  of  the  many  official  excursions  made  by 
boat  to  Fortress  Monroe  and  Chesapeake  Bay, 
Chief-Justice  Waite,  of  the  Supreme  Court,  Judge 
Hall,  of  North  Carolina,  and  other  dignitaries  of 
the  bench  were  participants.  When  the  govern- 
ment steamer  had  fairly  got  out  into  the  Atlantic, 
the  Sea  was  very  rough,  and  Judge  Hall  was  taken 
violently  with  seasickness.  As  he  was  moaning 
aloud  in  bis  agony,  the  chief-justice,  laying  a  sooth- 
ing hand  on  his  shoulder,  said  :  "  My  dear  Hall, 
can  I  do  anything  for  you  ?  Just  suggest  what  you 
wish."  "  I  wish,"  said  the  seasick  judge,  "your 
honor  would  overrule  this  motion." 

A  citizen  of  Montreal  lately  on  a  visit  to  Ottawa 
(says  Life),  while  passing  down  the  hotel  corridor 
to  his  room  at  a  late  hour,  happened  to  hear  violent 
groans  and  sobs  issuing  from  one  of  the  rooms. 
I  As  the  door  was  open,  he  entered  and  recognized  a 
fellow  Montrealer,  prominent  in  political  and  busi- 
ness circles,  and  famous  for  his  religious  and  alco- 
holic tendencies.  He  was  kneeling  at  his  bedside, 
clinging  to  the  side  of  the  bed,  and  sobbing  as 
though  his  heart  would  break.  "  What's  the  mat- 
ter, old  man?"  inquired  our  friend,  touching  the 
sufferer  on  the  shoulder.  "I'm  so  damned  drunk 
I  can't  say  my  prayers,"  was  the  tearful  response. 


Lord  Chesterfield  being  one  day  asked  by  Sir 
Thomas  Robinson,  familiarly  known  as  "  Long  Sir 
Thomas,"  to  write  some  verses  upon  him,  produced 
the  epigram  : 

"  Unlike  my  subject  now  shall  be  my  song  : 
It  shall  be  witty,  and  it  sha'n't  be  long." 
This  individual  was  noted  for  being  a  bore,  and 
made  himself  very  troublesome  to  the  Duke  of 
Newcastle,  continually  calling  on  the  minister,  and 
when  told  that  his  grace  was  gone  out,  he  would 
ask  to  be  admitted  to  look  at  the  clock,  or  to  play 
with  the  monkey,  in  the  hope  of  seeing  the  duke. 
But  one  day  the  porter,  without  waiting  for  what 
he  had  to  say,  dismissed  him  with  these  words  : 
"  Sir,  his  grace  has  gone  out,  the  clock  stands,  and 
the  monkey  is  dead." 


At  a  ball,  one  evening,  a  plain  country  gentleman 
had  engaged  a  pretty  coquette  for  the  next  dance, 
but  a  gallant  yachting  captain  coming  along  per- 
suaded the  young  lady  to  abandon  her  previous 
engagement  in  favor  of  himself.  The  other,  over- 
hearing all  that  had  passed,  moved  toward  a  card- 
table  and  sat  down  to  a  game  of  whist.  The  cap- 
tain, a  few  minutes  afterward,  stepped  up  to  the 
young  lady  to  excuse  himself,  as  he  was  engaged 
to  another  he  had  forgotten.  The  coquette,  much 
chagrined,  approached  the  whist-table,  hoping  to 
secure  her  first  partner,  and  said  :  "  I  believe,  sir, 
it  is  time  to  take  our  places."  The  old-fashioned 
suitor,  in  the  act  of  dividing  the  pack  for  the  next 
dealer,  courteously  replied  :  "  No,  madam,  I  mean 
to  keep  my  place.     When  ladies  shuffle,  I  cut." 


Mr.  Pence,  of  Colorado,  was  making  an  eloquent 
address  in  the  House  a  few  nights  ago  on  the  tariff 
bill,  and,  soaring  to  a  high  oratorical  altitude, 
pointed  to  the  House  clock,  and  in  a  solemn  tone 
exclaimed:  "This  bill  will  pass  when  that  clock 
strikes  ten."  There  was  a  solemn  hush  that  lasted 
a  second  or  two,  when  it  was  broken  by  a  voice  on 
the  Republican  side  :  "  That  clock  doesn't  strike, 
Lafe."     It  was  Mercer,  of  Nebraska.     The  House 


collapsed  with  laughter,  and  it  was  some  time  be- 
fore Mr.  Pence  could  regain  his  equilibrium. 
Pence  cornered  Mercer  at  the  main  door  the  next 
afternoon  (according  to  the  Washington  Post)  and 
held  him.  "Say,  Mercer,"  he  said,  "I've  got  a 
little  bill  I  want  you  to  help  me  pass.  It  appropri- 
ates a  small  sum  of  money,  not  enough  to  cut  any 
figure  in  the  treasury  balance.  Will  you  vote  for 
it  ?  "  "  Certainly,"  said  Mercer  ;  "  what  is  it  for  ?  " 
"  Oh,  I  want  the  House  to  buy  a  striker  for  that 
clock,"  said  Pence,  sending  Mercer  across  the  lobby 
with  a  slap  on  the  back. 


When  Lord  Randolph  Churchill  was  last  in 
America,  he  visited  Philadelphia  ;  and,  while  col- 
lecting statistics  relating  to  the  Stale  prisons  of 
Pennsylvania,  he  was  referred  to  the  head  of  the 
State  Prisons  Board,  Cadwallader  Biddle.  Before 
calling  upon  Mr.  Biddle,  however,  Lord  Randolph 
fell  into  the  hands  of  some  wags  of  the  Union 
League  Club.  "  You've  got  the  name  wrong,"  said 
one  of  these  merry  jesters  ;  "it's  not  Cadwallader 
Biddle,  but  Bidcallader  Waddle."  "  Don't  mind 
what  he  says,  Lord  Randolph,"  exclaimed  another  ; 
"  the  real  name  is  Wadbillader  Caddie."  A  third 
member  took  the  ex-chancellor  of  the  exchequer 
aside  and  imparted  to  him  in  confidence  that  he 
was  being  gulled  on  all  sides.  "  What,  then,  is  the 
actual  name  of  the  prisons  board  chief?  "  anxiously 
asked  the  noble  lord.  "The  actual  name,"  con- 
fided his  false  friend,  "  is  Didbollader  Widdle." 
And  when  Lord  Randolph  drove  to  the  prisons 
board  that  evening,  he  was  so  upset  that  he  stam- 
mered :  "  Will  you  take  this  card  into  Mr.  Bid — 
cad — wid — wad — did — dollader  what's  his  name  ? — 
I  mean  the  chief  of  the  board,  but  I  forget  his  ex- 
traordinary nomenclatural  combination." 


There  is  a  branch  line  in  the  west  of  Ireland 
where,  if  anything  was  forgotten  at  a  station,  the 
train  went  back  from  the  next  to  recover  it.  On 
this  line  a  traveler,  getting  out  to  stretch  his  legs. 
asked  of  the  guard  :  "  How  long  do  you  wait  at 
this  station  ?"  "  We'll  go  on  just  whenever  it  suits 
you,  sir,"  was  the  obliging  reply.  He  was  the  only 
passenger  by  the  train.  Frankfort  Moore  tells  in  a 
recent  book  of  a  delightful  station-master  who  used 
to  stroll  round  the  carriages  when  the  trains  stopped 
with  special  inquiries  after  the  health  and  comfort 
of  each  passenger.  The  regulars  he  knew  inti- 
mately, and  all  their  concerns,  their  ailments,  etc., 
and  everything  was  inquired  after  in  detail.  One 
day  a  hasty  commercial  gentleman,  whose  patience 
had  given  out,  attempted  a  sarcastic  rebuke. 
"  '  Look  here,  station-master,'  he  cried  ;  '  is  there 
a  break-down  on  the  line  ? '  'I  don't  know, 
indeed,  sir,'  was  the  bland  reply ;  '  but  I'll 
try  and  find  out  for  you.'  The  station-mas- 
ter *  went  off,  and  did  not  return  for  five  min- 
utes. '  I've  telegraphed  up  the  line,  sir,"  he  said, 
'  and  I  am  happy  to  assure  you  that  no  in- 
formation regarding  a  breakdown  has  reached  any 
of  the  principal  stations.  It  has  been  raining  at 
Ballynamuck,  but  I  don't  think  it  will  continue 
long.  Can  I  do  anything  more  for  you,  sir?' 
'No,  thank  you,'  said  the  commercial  gentleman, 
meekly.  '  I  can  find  out  for  you  if  the  Holyhead 
steamer  has  had  a  good  passage,  if  you  don't  mind 
waiting  for  a  few  minutes,'  suggested  the  official  ; 
'  what !  you  are  anxious  to  get  on  ?  Certainly, 
sir.  I'll  tell  the  guard.  Good-morning,  sir.'  When 
the  train  was  at  last  in  motion,  a  very  old  man  in  a 
corner  pulled  out  his  watch  and  then  turned  to  the 
commercial  traveler.  '  Are  you  aware,  sir,'  he  said, 
tartly,  that  your  confounded  inquiries  kept  us  back 
just  seven  minutes  ?  You  should  have  some  con- 
sideration for  your  fellow- passengers,  let  me  tell 
you,  sir.'  A  murmur  of  assent  went  round  the 
compartment." 


Don't  Tread  on  3Ie, 

Vibrates  the  rattlesnake  with  his  rattle.  Sensible 
people  take  alarm  at  the  chill  which  ushers  in  chills 
and  fever.  If  they  don't  know  they  should,  that 
Hostetter's  Stomach  Bitters  is  the  preventer  and 
remedy.  Nor  should  they  forget  that  it  remedies 
dyspepsia,  liver  complaints,  nervousness,  sleepless- 
ness, and  debility,  and  is  a  general  tonic  without 

equal. 

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scene  in  the  third  act."  Jaspar — "  Like  the  one  in 
'Macbeth'?"  Jumpuppe — "No.  The  audience 
gets  up  in  its  sleep  and  walks  out." — Town  Topics. 


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THE        ARGONAUT. 


September  3,  1894. 


SOCIETY. 


The  Country  Club  Outing. 

The  outing  given  by  the  Country  Club  and  the 
Burlingame  Club  at  Del  Monte  came  to  an  end 
last  Sunday  evening  in  a  blaze  of  glory.  It  has 
been  unanimously  declared  the  most  successful 
event  of  the  kind  ever  given  on  this  coast.  The 
gentlemen  having  it  in  charge  worked  untiringly  to 
make  it  eclipse  the  former  outings  of  the  Country 
Club,  and  their  fondest  expectations  were  realized. 
The  cooperation  of  the  Burlingame  Club  this  year 
added  much  to  the  pleasure  of  the  affair,  as  the 
pony  races  and  steeple-chasing  were  full  of  in- 
terest. 

In  our  last  issue,  we  gave  a  complete  list  of  all 
the  entries  for  the  races  which  were  held  on  August 
24th.  Mr.  Walter  S.  Hobart  won  all  of  the  events 
of  the  day — five  straight  races — on  his  mounts,  and 
showed  himself  to  be  an  excellent  rider.  The  races 
were  as  follows  :  First  race — one-fourth  mile,  for 
ponies  not  exceeding  fourteen  hands  one  inch,  won 
by  Button  ;  second  race — sweepstakes,  one  and 
one-fourth  miles,  for  ponies  not  exceeding  fourteen 
hands  one  inch,  won  by  Punch  ;  third  race — one 
mile,  for  horses  and  Galloways,  won  by  Tigress  ; 
fourth  race — one-half  mile,  for  ponies  not  exceed- 
ing fourteen  hands  one  inch,  won  by  Button  ;  fifth 
race — steeplechase,  about  two  miles,  won  by  Hunt- 
ress. There  was  much  enthusiasm  over  the  races. 
In  the  evening,  the  grounds  and  verandas  were 
illuminated  by  electric  lights  and  Japanese  lanterns 
and  the  Country  Club  Band  of  sixty  pieces  gave  a 
concert. 

Saturday  was  devoted  to  trap-shooting  by  two 
teams  known  as  the  "Reds"  and  the  "Blues." 
The  match  was  for  twenty-five  birds  for  each  man, 
five  gold  medals  being  given  for  the  five  highest 
scores  made.  The  result  of  the  shoot  was  as  follows  : 

BLUES. 

F.  R.  Webster 20 

A.  C.  Tubbs 21 

Robert  Oxnard 21 

W.  C.  Tuttle 20 

R.  B.  Woodward 23 

J.  D.  Harvey 19 

Ed.  Donohoe 21 

W.  B.  Tubbs so 

F.  D.  Atherton 18 

Total 183 

BEDS. 

R.  H.  Sprague 21 

C.  E.  Worden : .   17 

F.  W.  Tallant 20 

J.  D.  Grant 22 

W.  S.  Kittle 20 

W.  H.  Howard 20 

Alex.  Hamilton 21 

George  B.  Sperry 19 

Andrew  Jackson 21 

Total 181 

Mr.  Robert  B.  Woodward  was  declared  winner 
of  the  Shreve  cup,  valued  at  five  hundred  dollars, 
and  the  first  gold  medal,  and  Mr.  Joseph  D.  Grant 
won  the  second  medal.  The  ties  were  then  shot 
off,  with  the  result  that  the  third,  fourth,  and  fifth 
medals  were  won,  respectively,  by  Mr.  Alexander 
Hamilton,  Mr.  Edward  Donohoe,  and  Mr.  Andrew 
Jackson.  The  prizes  for  the  season's  shoot  of  the 
Country  Club  were  awarded  in  the  evening  as 
follows  :  First,  Mr.  Harry  Babcock ;  second,  Mr. 
F.  W.  Tallant  ;  third,  Mr.  R.  H.  Sprague  ;  fourth, 
Mr.  Edward  Donohoe  ;  fifth,  Mr.  Robert  Oxnard. 
The  ball  in  the  evening  was  well  attended  and  very 
enjoyable. 

Sunday  afternoon  was  enlivened  by  some  pony- 
races  at  the  course.  The  first  to  take  place  was 
between  Mr.  Peter  D.  Martin's  Conejo,  ridden  by 
Mr.  R.  M.  Tobin,  and  Mr.  Walter  S.  Hobart's 
Button,  ridden  by  the  owner,  who  was  the  winner. 
In  the  second  race  Mr.  R.  H.  Sprague's  Polly  was 
ridden  by  Mr.  R.  M.  Tobin,  while  Mr.  Harry 
Dimond  rode  Mr.  J.  S.  Tobin's  Willie  Boy.  The 
latter  won.  The  final  race  was  between  Mr.  C,  A. 
Baldwin's  Maud,  ridden  by  Mr.  George  W.  Rider, 
and  Jack,  ridden  by  its  owner,  Mr.  W.  S.  Hobart, 
who  won.  In  the  evening  there  was  a  brilliant  dis- 
play of  fire-works  and  an  illumination  of  the  lake. 
The  Country  Club  Band  gave  a  concert  in  the 
morning  and  another  at  night.  At  all  of  the  gath- 
erings during  the  outing  there  was  a  beautiful  dis- 


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play  of  modish  gowns  by  the  fair  sex,  and,  of 
course,  surf-bathing,  the  tanks,  and  the  many  de- 
lightful drives  were  well  patronized. 

The  unqualified  success  of  the  outing  will  prob- 
ably result  in  the  formation  of  an  organization  to 
be  known  as  the  Pacific  Coast  Polo  and  Racing 
Association,  which  will  take  in  the  various  clubs  on 
this  coast  that  are  devoted  to  gentlemen's  sports, 
and  next  year  there  will  probably  be  a  week's  meet  at 
Del  Monte,  under  the  auspices  of  the  association,  to 
be  devoted  to  polo  matches,  races,  and  trap-shoot- 
ing. It  has  been  intimated  that  the  Pacific  Im- 
provement Company  will  construct  a  permanent 
race-course  there. 

The  next  event  in  which  the  Country  Club  will 
be  interested  is  its  coming  match  against  the 
Alameda  Club,  which  takes  place  on  September 
28th.  The  quail  season  will  open  on  October  1st, 
when  the  preserves  of  the  club  in  Marin  County 
will  be  the  scene  of  much  activity. 


Notes  and  Gossip. 

Announcement  is  made  of  the  engagement  of 
Miss  Eleanor  Dimond,  daughter  of  General  W.  H. 
Dimond,  to  Mr.  Paul  Jarboe,  son  of  the  late  John 
R.  Jarboe.  The  wedding  will  take  place  about  the 
middle  of  September  at  the  residence  of  the  bride's 
father,  2224  Washington  Street.  It  has  also  been 
announced  that  the  wedding  of  Miss  Mae  Dimond 
and  Mr.  Joseph  Tobin  will  take  place  on  Saturday, 
September  29th.  Both  weddings  will  be  celebrated 
quietly.  Later  in  the  season,  General  Dimond  will 
give  a  large  reception  at  his  residence  in  honor  of 
the  two  brides. 

Miss  Mary  Graham,  daughter  of  General  W.  M. 
Graham,  Fifth  Artillery,  U.  S.  A.,  will  be  married 
to  Ensign  Guy  H.  Bun-age,  U.  S.  N.,  next  Tues- 
day noon  at  St.  Luke's  Church.  Right  Rev.  Bishop 
William  Ford  Nichols  will  officiate,  assisted  by  Rev. 
W.  H.  Moreland  and  Rev.  D.  O.  Kelly. 

The  wedding  of  Miss  Edith  Forbes,  daughter  of 
Mrs.  Alexander  Forbes,  of  this  city,  and  Mr. 
Edgar  A.  Nearne,  of  England,  will  take  place  next 
Wednesday  at  the  home  of  the  bride's  mother. 

The  wedding  of  Miss  Stella  A.  Currier  and  Mr. 
James  A.  Ritchie  will  take  place  next  Wednesday 
evening  at  the  residence  of  the  bride's  sister,  Mrs. 
W.  G.  Richardson,  109  Frederick  Street. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  George  Tourny  have  issued  cards 
for  the  wedding  of  their  sister,  Miss  Margaretha 
Elysbeth  Hentrich,  and  Mr.  George  S.  Nevin, 
which  will  take  place  at  Grace  Church  at  noon  next 
Saturday. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Edgar  L.  Paddock  have  issued  in- 
vitations for  the  wedding  of  their  daughter,  Miss 
Kate  Paddock,  and  Mr.  W.  Joseph  L.  Kierulff, 
which  will  take  place  at  eight  o'clock  on  Wednes- 
day evening,  September  r2th,  at  their  residence, 
2309  Broderick  Street.  A  reception  will  be  held 
after  the  wedding. 

The  wedding  of  Miss  Elsie  Hamilton  Allen,  niece 
of  Mrs.  Randolph  Harrison,  and  Mr.  John  Ferard 
Leicester,  a  son  of  Rev.  Morton  A.  Leicester,  of 
Somersetshire,  England,  will  take  place  on  Wed- 
nesday, September  19th,  at  -St.  Paul's  Episcopal 
Church, 

The  fifth  annual  championship  tournament  of 
the  Pacific  States  Lawn  Tennis  Association,  for 
ladies'  singles  and  gentlemen's  doubles,  will  be 
held  at  San  Rafael  on  September  7th,  8th,  and  10th. 


MUSICAL    NOTES. 


The  Slinkey  Concert. 

Miss  Lilian  K.  Slinkey,  the  young  soprano,  gave 
a  farewell  concert  at  Metropolitan  Hall  last  Thurs- 
day evening,  prior  to  her  departure  for  Europe, 
where  she  will  study  music  for  several  years.  She 
was  greeted  by  a  large  audience,  which  was  well 
entertained  by  the  presentation  of  the  following  in- 
teresting programme  : 

Quintet,  overture,  Rossini  (from  the  opera  "William 
Tell ") — violin,  Genaro  Saldierna ;  trombone,  F.  K.  Tobin  ; 
cornet,  Will  E.  Bates ;  clarionet,  George  McNiece ; 
piano,  Charles  Prince  ;  bass  solo,  "  Big  Ben,"  H.  Pontet, 
Charles  H.  Hoeg ;  soprano  solo,  "Adieu  My  Native 
Land,"  Meyerbeer  (from  the  opera  "  L,Africaine"),  Miss 
Lilian  Slinkey ;  piano  solo,  Charles  Prince  ;  quartet, 
"  I  Canta  storie,"  Pinsuti,  first  time,  soprano,  Miss  Lilian 
SHnkey;  tenor,  Gustave  Lange  ;  contralto,  Mme.  Ange- 
lina Casati ;  basso,  J.  C.  Hughes  ;  Midwinter  Fair  Quin- 
tet, sextet,  Donizetti  (from  the  opera  "  Lucia  de  Lammer- 
moor");  bass  solo,  scena  ed  aria  "En  Dio  che  disse," 
Apolloni  {from  the  opera  "  Eborea  "),  J.  C.  Hughes  ;  so- 
prano solo,  recit  et  cavatina,  "Com  me  per  me  sereno," 
Bellini  (from  the  opera  "  La  Sonnambula"),  Miss  Lilian 
Slinkey;  duet,  "Guarda  chi  Biancha  Luna,"  Compana, 
cornet,  Will  E.  Bates  ;  trombone,  F.  K.  Tobin  ;  contralto 
solo,  rondo,  Rossini  (from  the  opera  "  Italiano  in  Algeri  "), 
Mme.  Angelina  Casati;  trio  prelude  e  terzezri,  "Qual 
volutta  trascorre,"  Verdi,  with  violin  obligato  (from  the 
opera  "I  Lombardi"),  soprano,  Miss  Lilian  Slinkey; 
tenor,  Gustave  Lange;  basso,  J.  C.  Hughes. 


The  Carr-Beel  popular  concerts  are  to  be  resumed 
at  Golden  Gate  Hall  this  winter,  the  first  being  an- 
nounced to  take  place  on  Saturday  afternoon,  Sep- 
tember 22d,  at  a  quarter  after  three,  three  others 
following  on  alternate  Saturday  afternoons.  There 
has  been  some  question  as  to  the  dates  of  the  con- 
certs, but  Saturday  afternoons  have  been  definitely 
settled  upon.  The  programme  for  the  first  concert 
includes  a  new  piano  trio  by  Smetana,  the  Bohe- 
mian composer,  and  a  string  quartet  by  Rubin- 
stein, and  Miss  Shindler,  who  has  lately  returned 
from  study  abroad,  will  sing  some  French  songs. 


VERS    DE    SOCIETE\ 


Dorris's  Shoe-Strings. 
On  Dorris's  feet 

Are  the  smallest  of  twos, 
But  surely  some  elf 

Has  enchanted  her  shoes. 
For  wherever  we  go. 

Walk,  row,  or  ride, 
In  church  or  at  tennis, 

Her  shoes  come  untied. 

At  times  it  is  trying, 

But  what  can  I  do 
When  poor  Dorris  murmurs, 
"  Oh,  bother  that  shoe  !  " 
So  down  I  must  flop 

In  the  dust  and  the  dirt 
To  tie  up  the  shoe 

Of  that  dear  little  flirt. 

These  precious  girl  tyrants  ! 

We  can  not  rebel. 
For  even  their  ribbons 

Are  filled  with  their  spell. 
Since  old-fashioned  aprons 

No  longer  they  use, 
They  tie  a  poor  man 

To  the  strings  of  their  shoes, 

— Vassar  Miscellany. 


To  My  Lady's  Pug-Dog. 
Cunning  little  nasty  wretch, 
Such  a  lovely  neck — to  stretch. 
My  lady  loves  you,  hence  do  1, 
But  inborn  tastes  will  not  soon  die. 
You  fat,  disgusting  little  pet, 
I'd  like  to  wring  your  neck,  and  yet 
My  darling  hugs  and  kisses  you  ; 
Well — you  are  safe  ;  1  love  you,  too. 
So  live  on,  pug,  and  when  you  die 
No  one  will  mourn  more  deep  than  I  ; 
For  are  you  not  my  lady's  pet  ? 

I  love  you  dearly,  dog — and  yet 

— -J.  A.  Hamilton. 

The  Fencing  Belles  of  Boston. 
The  Boston  girl  more  graceful  grows, 
Her  blood  in  healthier  heart-beats  flows. 
Because  the  arts  of  foil  she  knows. 

Dressed  in  becoming  fencing  clothes. 
Her  broadsword  ready  for  her  foes. 
With  the  new  exercise  she  glows. 

Far  from  the  envious  eyes  of  beaux, 
A  mask  upon  her  pretty  nose. 
She  blushes  like  a  sweet  June  rose. 

— Boston  Transcript. 


A  Dangerous  Metamorphosis. 

HE. 
'Tis  but  a  little  thing  I  ask ; 

A  trifle,  nothing  more,  1  swear. 
"Tis  not  a  heavy,  grewsome  task 

That  wrinkles  brow  or  silvers  hair  ; 
Tis  something,  dear,  that  if  you  give, 

You  can  not  fairly  deem  amiss  ; 
*Tis  nothing  more  than,  as  I  live, 

A  little,  simple,  single  kiss. 
SHE. 

This  little  thing  you  boldly  ask  ; 

This  trifle  light,  to  you,  as  air. 
Perhaps,  to  me,  doth  fears  unmask 

That  well  may  cause  me  to  beware. 
For  this  same  simple,  single  kiss 

Might  soon  develop  into  kisses  ; 
And  I,  from  having  been  amiss. 

Become,  in  consequence,  a  Mrs. 

— Ernest  Graliam  Deivey  r 


Life. 


To . 

'Twas  at  a  ball.     In  vain  I  tried 

To  feel  less  like  a  social  martyr, 
When,  lying  on  the  floor,  I  spied 

A  thing  of  yellow  silk — a ! 

1  put  a  dash  there,  for  'tis  said 

To  write  it  plainly  out  amiss  is  ; 
Yet  England's  motto  may  be  read 

Upon  just  such  a  thing  as  this  is. 

I  stooped,  and  hid  it  in  my  hand, 
And  wonder'd  who  might  be  the  loser  ; 

She  could  not  ask'me  for  the  band  ! 

How  such  a  question  would  confuse  her ! 

Returning  with  it  to  my  place, 

I  wonder'd  if  my  cheek  were  flushing  ; 

In  turn  I  scanned  each  lovely  face. 
Until  I  saw  how  you  were  blushing  ! 

My  own  perception  I  had  wronged. 
To  think  that  1  would  not  have  known  her, 

To  whom  this  dainty  band  belonged  ; 
No  one  but  you  could  be  the  owner. 

So  thus  I  send  it  back  to  you, 

Around  this  bunch  of  blushing  roses  ! 

One  found  it  whom  you  never  knew; 
Whose  name  no  hint  of  mine  discloses. 

1  would  not  have  you  guess  'twas  I, 
For  that  might  put  constraint  upon  you, 

Perhaps  you'll  know  me  by  and  bye  ; 
Perhaps  you'll  love  me  !     When  I've  won  you. 

1*11  whisper  that  'twas  I  who  found 
This  clinging  silken  band  of  yellow, 

We're  strangers,  still  I  will  be  bound, 
You,  and  no  other,  have  its  fellow  ! 

And  now  may  my  respect  for  you 

Plead  pardon  for  these  rhyming  fancies  ; 

For  never  motto  was  more  true 
Than  "  Honi  soil  qui  mal  y  pense  "  is  ! 

— Philadelphia  Inquirer. 


ARGONAUT 


DURING    THE: 

CAMPAIGN  OF  !S94 


Until  the  close  of  the  campaign, 
and  up  to  December  1st,  the  Argo- 
naut will  be  sent,  by  mail,  to 
any  person  subscribing  direct  to 
this    office,    for     ONE    DOLLAR. 


Recent  events,  both  in  this 


State  and  in  Congress,  have  given 
to  the  coming  political  campaign 
an  interest  unusual  in  so-called 
off-years.  The    Democratic 

party  has  been  in  control  of  the 
National    Government    for    two 


years,  and  the  result  has  been  fi- 
nancial    depression    and     wide- 


spread disaster. 


That  party 


has  proved  its  utter  incapacity,  its 
lack  of  courage  to  carry  out  the 


pernicious  principles  it  advocates, 
and  its  inability  to  formulate  any 


—  Visiting  cards,  invitations,  i'Apeteries, 
tablets,  pens,  ink.  pencils,  and  all  writing  materials. 
Sanborn,  Vail  S  Co.,  741  Market  Street. 


better  plan  of  action. 


The 


approaching  campaign  is  to  deter- 
mine whether  this  party  is  to  con- 
tinue in  power.  The  Argo- 
naut believes  that  the  success  of 
the  Republican  party  is  essential 
to  the  good  government  of  this 
republic.  We  believe  in  pro- 
tection  to   American    industries, 


and  reciprocity  with  non-compet- 
ing  countries.  We  believe 


in  a  bimetallic  currency,  and  the 


free  use  of  gold   and   silver  for 


coinage,  and    that   every   dollar, 
whether  of  gold,  silver,  or  paper, 


shall  be  an  honest  dollar,  and  worth 


one  hundred  cents. 


We  be- 


lieve that  the  construction  of  the 
Nicaragua  Canal  should  be  en- 


couraged and  controlled  by  this 
government.  We     believe 

that      our       foreign      commerce 
should  be  extended,  the  building 


of   American    ships    encouraged, 


and  the  American  flaor    restored 


to  its    former    position  upon  the 
higli    seas.  We    believe   in 


the  entire  exclusion  of  the  Chi- 


nese from  our  soil. 


We  be- 


lieve in  the  restriction  of  natural- 


ization. 


We  believe  in  the 


present  restriction  of  all  foreign 


immigration,  and  the  ultimate 
exclusion  of  all  immigrants 
coming  in  competition  with  and 


tending     to    degrade    American 
labor.  Believing    that    the 


success  of  the  Republican  party 
will  best  subserve  all  these  ends, 


most   of  which    are    in    its   plat- 


form, the    Argonaut  will   do    its 


best  for  the  success  of  that  party 
in  the  coming  campaign  of  1894. 


September  3,  1894. 


THE        ARGONAUT. 


16 


Movements  and  Whereabouts. 

Annexed  will  be  found  a  resume1  of  movements  to 
and  from  this  city  and  coast,  and  of  the  whereabouts 
of  absent  Califomians : 

Mr.  William  H.  Crocker  left  last  Tuesday  for  Europe. 
He  will  meet  Mrs.  Crocker  and  Miss  Speny  at  Biarritz, 
and  expects  that  they  will  return  with  him. 

Mrs.  Austin  S.  Sperry  and  family,  who  have  been 
abroad  for  several  months,  arrived  in  Paris  on  August  6th. 

Miss  Jennie  Dunphy  and  Miss  Viola  Piercy  sailed  from 
New  York  for  Paris  last  Saturday. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Claus  Spreckels,  who  have  been  visiting 
at  Marienbad,  arrived  in  Paris  last  week. 

Mrs.  Leland  Stanford  has  gone  north  to  visit  Castle 
Crag  and  Vina  for  a  couple  of  weeks. 

Mrs.  A.  M.  Burns  has  returned  from  a  protracted  visit 
at  Castle  Crag. 

Mrs.  John  McMullin  is  here  on  a  visit  to  Dr.  and  Mrs. 
E.  B.  Perrin  at  their  residence,  1935  Clay  Street. 

Miss  Susie  Russell  is  visiting  her  sister,  Mrs.  W.  C. 
Clark,  in  Pittsburg.  Pa„  after  passing  several  weeks  at 
Lake  Chautauqua,  N.  Y.  She  will  return  home  in  De- 
cember. 

Mrs.  Alexander  Forbes  and  family  have  returned  to 
their  residence,  2604  Jackson  Street,  after  passing  the 
summer  at  San  Rafael  and  Belvedere. 

Judge  F.  E.  Spencer,  of  San  Jos£,  passed  most  of  the 
week  in  this  city.  His  daughter,  Miss  Grace  M.  Spencer, 
is  recuperating  her  health  at  Del  Monte. 

Judge  William  T.  Wallace  and  his  daughter,  Mrs. 
Belle  Donahue,  left  last  Wednesday  for  a  brief  visit  to 
Fresno. 

Mr.  Walter  S.  Hobart,  the  Misses  Alice  and  Ella 
Hobart,  and  Miss  Vassault  returned  from  Del  Monte  last 
Wednesday. 

Mr.  C.  W.  Bonynge,  who  has  been  on  the  coast  for  some 
time,  returned  last  week  to  New  York  on  his  way  to  his 
home  in  London. 

Mrs.  George  Loomis,  of  Menlo  Park,  is  passing  a  few 
weeks  at  Paso  Robles. 

Mrs.  William  H.  Crocker  and  family  and  Miss  Beth 
Sperry  arrived  in  Paris  from  Vevy  on  August  7th,  and 
took  rooms  at   the  Hotel  d'Albe. 

Colonel  W.  D.  Sanborn  and  Major  J.  Fred  Eurgin  re- 
turned from  Santa  Cruz  last  Monday. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Isaac  Hecht,  Misses  Helen  and  Elsie 
Hecht,  Mr.  Bert  Hecht,  Miss  Sadie  Hecht,  and  Miss 
Alice  Gerstle  have  returned  from  Lake  Tahoe. 

Mr.  Everett  N.  Bee  will  soon  leave  to  visit  Central 
America. 

Mr.  Hugh  Tevis  has  returned  from  a  visit  at  Lake 
Tahoe. 

Mrs.  John  Boggs  and  Miss  Alice  Boggs  will  remain  in 
San  Rafael  during  the  present  month. 

Miss  Ermentine  Poole  has  gone  to  Santa  Earbara  to 
remain  a  month. 

Mr.  Callaghan  Byrne  has  been  at  Santa  Catalina 
Island  during  the  past  week. 

Mrs.  Nat  T.  Messer  has  gone  to  Japan,  and  wDl  be 
away  several  months. 

Miss  Nellie  Holmes  left  on  August  23d  for  Winnipeg, 
Manitoba,  to  attend  the  wedding  of  her  brother,  Mr.  C. 
Edward  Holmes,  and  Miss  Harriet  G.  Patton. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  J.  Philip  Smith,  of  Santa  Cruz,  became 
the  parents  of  a  daughter  last  Sunday  in  Paris.  They 
are  expected  home  in  October. 

Mrs.  Frank  McLaughlin,  Mirs  Agnes  McLaughlin,  and 
Miss  Anna  Waldeyer  returned  to  Golden  Gate  Cottage  at 
Santa  Cruz  last  Monday  after  visiting  their  home  in  Oro- 
ville  for  a  week. 

Mr.  Peter  J.  Donahue  left  Del  Monte  last  Tuesday  to 
visit  at  Santa  Cruz. 

Mr.  Crittenden  Thornton  went  to  Santa  Cruz  last  Mon- 
day. 

Mr.  Rudolph  Herold,  Jr.,  passed  last  Sunday  at  Santa 
Cru2. 

Colonel  and  Mrs.  P.  A.  Fimgan  were  in  Paris  during 
the  past  month. 

Mrs.  F.  B.  Wilde  and  Mrs.  W.  H.  Patton  arrived  in 
Paris  early  in  August. 

Mrs.  Josephine  de  Greayer  is  now  residing  at  i\v2% 
Hyde  Street,  where  she  will  remain  during  the  winter. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  C.  T.  Ryland  have  returned  to  San  Jose 
after  passing  the  summer  at  their  villa  in  Los  Gatos. 

Colonel  and  Mrs.  E.  E.  Eyre  are  entertaining  Mr.  and 
Mrs.  George  M.  Pinckard  at  their  Menlo  Park  villa. 

Mr.  W.  F.  Goad,  Mrs.  Richard  Bayne,  and  Miss  Gene- 
vieve Goad  returned  from  Del  Monte  last  Monday. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  C.  de  Guigne  have  returned  to  San 
Mateo,  after  passing  a  week  at  Del  Monte. 

Mrs.  William  F.  Bowers  has  returned  from  a  visit  to 
Miss  Mary  Struve,  at  Seattle,  Wash. 

Mr.  C.  A.  Spreckels  returned  from  Honolulu  last  Tues- 
day, and  on  the  same  day  Mrs.  Spreckels  and  Miss 
Spreckels  returned  from  Del  Monte. 

Miss  Lita  Robinson,  daughter  of  Dr.  Luke  Robinson, 
sailed  last  Tuesday  on  the  steamer  Santa  Rosa  for  San 
Diego,  accompanied  by  her  friend,  Miss  Smith. 

Mrs.  Phoebe  Hearst  and  Mr.  William  R.  Hearst  arrived 
in  New  York  city  last  week,  and  are  registered  at  the 
Hotel  Waldorf. 

• — ■■»» — • 

The  dramatic  monologue  to  be  delivered  at  the 
California  this  evening,  when  Mrs.  Humphrey- 
Smith  will  read  Browning's  "  Blot  in  the  'Scutch- 
eon," with  appropriate  scenery  and  orchestral 
music,  promises  to  be  a  successful  event.  "  A  Blot 
in  the  'Scutcheon  "  is  an  intensely  dramatic  play, 
founded  on  family  honor  and  dishonor,  and  the 
Ladies'  Auxiliary  Society  of  the  Mercantile  Library, 
under  whose  auspices  the  entertainment  is  to  be 
given  for  the  benefit  of  the  library,  has  assured  a 
large  attendance. 

—  'TIS   SURELY   A     PROGRESSIVE     AGE.      NOTH- 

ing  nowadays  is  at  a  standstill — everything  is  on 
the  move.  Years  ago,  Market  Street  was  con- 
sidered "  far  out"  ;  to-day  it  is  the  centre  of  the 
retail  shopping  district.  A  year  or  two  ago,  people 
didn't  look  there  for  stylish  things  ;  to-day,  "  The 
Maze  "  stands  forth  as  the  great  fashion  leader  of 
the  city.  Their  Dress-Goods  Department  is  teem- 
ing with  novelties  already  ;  their  suits  and  outer 
garments  are  now  arriving  ;  and  in  a  couple  of 
weeks'  time,  their  elegant  Millinery,  selected  in 
Paris  by  the  famous  Mme.  Andree  herself,  will  be 
received.  They  should  surely  set  the  pace  on  Fall 
Styles.  If  you  want  to  be  up  with  the  times,  you 
must  go  there. 

• — ^ — * 

"Our  Society"  Blue  Book. 

The  fashionable  private  address  directory,  con- 
taining the  lists  of  names,  addresses,  and  reception 
days  of  the  leading  society  people,  is  now  in  press 
at  the  H.  S.  Crocker  Company.  Address  all  com- 
munications and  changes  to  Charles  C.  Hoag,  pub- 
lisher, 179  Crocker  Building,  San  Francisco. 


Army  and  Navy  News, 

The  latest  personal  notes  relative  to  army  and 
navy  people  at  the  various  posts  around  San  Fran- 
cisco are  appended  : 

One  of  the  early  fall  weddings  in  Eastern  military  cir- 
cles will  be  that  of  Miss  Duvall,  daughter  of  Lieutenant 
W.  P.  Duvall,  Fifth  Artaiery,  U.  S.  A.,  and  Mr.  Louis 
Eugene  Marie,  a  son  of  Dr.  Marie,  of  Philadelphia. 
The  wedding  will  take  place  at  Fortress  Monroe  on  Tues- 
day, September  iSth.  Mr.  Marie  is  a  well-known  archi- 
tect. His  best  man  will  be  Mr.  John  Van  Schaick  Oddie, 
Jr.,  of  New  York,  and  one  of  his  ushers  will  be  his 
cousin,  Mr.  Parker  Freeman. 

The  engagement  is  announced  of  Miss  Nan  Miller, 
youngest  daughter  of  Major  Marcus  P.  Miller,  Fifth  Ar- 
tillery, U.  S.  A.,  to  Lieutenant  Morris  K.  Barroll, 
Fourth  Artillery,  U.  S.  A.  The  wedding  will  take  place 
some  time  in  September.  Major  Miller  and  family  are 
now  at  Fort  Monroe,  Va. 

Mrs.  George  E.  Hendee  and  the  Misses  Hendee,  the 
wife  and  daughters  of  Paymaster  Hendee,  U.  S.  N.,  of 
the  Philadelphia,  arrived  here  last  Saturday  from  Hono- 
lulu. 

Rear-Admiral  Lester  A.  Beardslee,  U.  S.  N.,  took  com- 
mand of  the  Pacific  Squadron  on  Friday,  August  24th. 
He  has  the  Philadelphia  for  his  flag-ship.  Captain  Charles 
S.  Cotton,  U.  S.  N„  who  has  been  in  command  of  the  re- 
ceiving ship  Independence  for  several  years,  is  now  in  com- 
mand of  the  Philadelphia. 

General  W.  M.  Graham,  U.  S.  A.,  and  Lieutenant  W. 
W.  Galbraith,  U.  S.  A.,  visited  Sacramento  early  in  the 
week. 

Lieutenant-Colonel  Albert  Hartsuff,  Medical  Depart- 
ment, U.  S.  A.,  has  reported  for  duty  at  the  mlHlary 
head-quarters  in  Chicago,  succeeding  Colonel  Bernard  J. 
D.  Irwin,  U.  S.  A.,  (retired),  as  medical  director  of  the 
Department  of  the  Missouri. 

Captain  A.  S.  Barker,  U.  S.  N.,  who  was  recently  in 
command  of  the  Philadelphia,  has  been  ordered  home. 

Captain  James  Parker,  Fourth  Cavalry,  U.  S.  A.,  re- 
ported for  duly  on  August  13th  at  the  West  Point  Mili- 
tary Academy  as  senior  instructor  of  cavalry  tactics. 

Paymaster  Lawrence  Boggs,  U.  S.  N„  arrived  here  last 
Saturday  from  Washington,  D.  C. 

Passed -Assistant-Engineer  F.  C.  Bieg,  U.  S.  N.,  has 
been  detached  from  the  Charleston  and  ordered  to  the 
Monterey. 

Assistant- Engineer  J.  C.  Leonard,  U.  S.  N.,  has  been 
ordered  to  the  Cliarleston. 

Lieutenant  Alexander  Sharp,  Jr.,  U.  S.  N.,  and  Lieu- 
tenant W.  S.  Sims,  U.  S.  N.,  have  been  detached  from 
the  Philadelphia  and  ordered  to  the  Charleston. 

Ensign  Frederick  L.  Sawyer,  U.  S.  N.,  has  been  de- 
tached from  the  Cliarleston  and  ordered  to  the  Phila- 
delphia. 

Lieutenant  W.  C.  Goreas,  U.  S.  N.,  and  Lieutenant 
Charles  E.  Fox,  U.  S.  N.,  have  been  appointed  aides  to 
Rear-Admiral  Beardslee,  U.  S.  N„  on  the  Philadelphia. 

Lieutenant  George  E.  Ide,  U.  S.  N.,  has  been  ordered 
to  the  command  of  the  Alert,  now  in  the  Bering  Sea,  vice 
Commander  W,  A.  Morgan,  U.  S.  N„  who  is  ill  at  the 
naval  hospital  at  Mare  Island. 

Lieutenant  L.  R.  de  Steiguer,  U.  S.  N.,  has  been  de- 
tached from  the  Tlutis  and  ordered  to  the  Monterey, 

Lieutenant  William  Lassiter,  Fifth  Artillery,  U.  S.  A., 
is  passing  a  month  at  his  home  in  Petersburg,  Va. 


RECENT    WILLS    AND    SUCCESSIONS. 


The  Art  Association  has  just  received  as  a  gift 
from  Mr.  Edward  F.  Searles  two  important  oil- 
paintings,  one  by  Adrien  Moreau,  entitled  "  A 
Gypsy  Camp  in  the  Pyrenees,"  and  the  other  by 
De  Haas,  representing  a  storm  off  the  coast.  The 
members  are  requested  to  visit  the  Mark  Hopkins 
Institute  of  Art  to  view  these  important  additions 
to  the  collection,  and  thus  show,  as  members  of 
the  Association,  their  appreciation  of  Mr.  Searles's 
generosity. 

Miss  Ada  Rehan  gave  a  few  somewhat  hur- 
ried sittings  to  Mr.  John  Sargent  in  his  studio  in 
London.  The  portrait  is  whole  length,  and  the 
figure  turned  three-quarters,  with  the  head  almost 
full  face.  The  hair,  loosely  gathered  up,  gives 
some  effect  of  size  to  the  head,  and  the  eyelids 
look  characteristically  large. 


French  Opinion  of  California. 

The  Parisian  Figaro  of  December  5th  compli- 
ments California  on  its  large  contingent  of  refined 
inhabitants.  The  writer  derives  his  favorable  opin- 
ion from  the  fact  of  15,000  cases  of  Pommery  Sec 
Champagne  having  been  imported  in  one  year,  and 
adds  that  a  country  in  the  Far  West,  with  only  a 
million  population,  consuming  such  quantities  of  a 
fine  wine,  must  be  surely  progressing  in  culture. 


—  Opera  glass — latest  Parisian  styles  in 
aluminum,  with  or  without  handles,  at  very  moder- 
ate prices.  Henry  Kahn  &  Co.,  Opticians,  642 
Market  Street,  Chronicle  Building. 


—  New  cabinet  and  Paris  panel  frames, 
made  from  little  pencil  moldings,  ornamented  with 
gold  bow  knots.  Pretty  and  cheap.  Sanborn, 
Vail  &  Co.,  741  Market  Street. 


—  Spectacles  and  eye-glasses  accurately 
fitted  at  reasonable  prices.  Henry  Kahn  &  Co., 
opticians,  642  Market  Street,  Chronicle  Building. 


—  Shreye's  Gun  Store  moved  to  739  Mar- 
ket  Street,  opposite  Examiner  office.     Look  at  it ! 


—  Ladies  outing  shirts  and  waists  made 
to  order  at  Carmany's,  25  Kearny  Street. 


— Moore's  Poison-Oak  Remedy.    Cures  poi- 
son-oak  and  all  skin  diseases. 


Mrs.  Grant,  wife  of  the  late  ex-President  Grant, 
visited  Mrs.  Jefferson  Davis  at  Narragansett  Pier  a 
few  days  ago. 


P)JHARTSnORNSsSHEA^> 


NOTICE 

T-*?«B  Tires 


By  the  will  of  the  late  Henry  Schmieden,  the 
following  testamentary  provisions  were  made  : 

The  will  is  dated  May  21,  1892.  Mrs.  Schmiedell,  Mr. 
E.  G.  Schmiedell,  and  Mr.  Fritz  Habenicht  are  named  as 
executrix  and  executors,  respectively,  of  the  instrument. 
To  the  children  of  the  testator's  deceased  sister,  Mrs. 
Elsie  Habenicht,  late  of  Hamelin,  Germany,  S15.010  is 
bequeathed  ;  to  the  children  of  the  testator's  deceased 
sister,  Mrs.  Doris  Kliogemann,  late  of  Hamburg,  Ger- 
many, $15,000  is  bequeathed ;  the  $5,000  due  from  the 
San  Francisco  Stock  Exchange,  on  testator's  demise,  is 
bequeathed  to  his  widow  ;  all  the  remainder  of  the  estate 
is  to  be  divided  equally  between  the  widow  and  the  two 
children,  Mrs.  Antoinette  Warrin  Howard  and  Mr.  Ed- 
ward G.  Schmiedell.  The  estate  is  estimated  to  be  worth 
about  $750,000. 

• — ■•■ — • 

Here  are  some  interesting  notes  about  famous 
jewels  and  their  possessors  : 

Empress  Josephine  owned  the  finest  opal  of  modern 
times.  It  was  called  "The  Burning  of  Troy."  Its  fate 
is  unknown,  as  it  disappeared  when  the  allies  entered 
Paris,  The  Empress  Elizabeth  of  Austria  possesses  a 
collection  of  jewels  probably  surpassed  alone  by  that  of 
the  Empress  of  Russia.  Besides  the  family  gems,  which 
are  passed  on  from  one  empress  to  the  next,  the  empress 
possesses  a  collection  of  jewels  which  have  been  presented 
to  her  by  the  emperor  and  foreign  princes,  valued  at  four 
to  five  millions  of  marks.  The  Countess  of  Aberdeen, 
wife  of  the  Governor-General  of  Canada,  wears  at  state 
functions  a  coronet,  the  distinguishing  features  of  which 
are  five  emeralds,  said  to  be  the  largest  in  the  world. 
These  precious  stones  were  presented  to  her  excellency  by 
the  people  of  Ireland  as  an  expression  of  love  and  grati- 
tude for  her  interest  in  their  welfare  during  Lord  Aber- 
deen's lord-lieutenancy. 


Are  out  of  the  question  when  tortured  and 
disfigured  with  Eczema  and  other  itching, 
burning,  and  irritating  skin  and  scalp  dis- 
eases. A  Single  Application  of  the 
CUTICURA  REMEDIES  will  afford 
instant  relief,  permit  rest  and  sleep,  and 
point  to  a  speedy  and  permanent  cure- 
Bold  throughout  the  world.  Price,  Cdtictjra, 
50c;  Soap,25c;  Resolvent, SI.  PottekDiiuu 
and  Cheu.  Corp.,  Sole  Proprietors,  Boston, 
fly  'How  toOirft  Baby's  fikin  Diaeasefl,"  free. 


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American  and  European  plan 

Special  rates  to  permanent  guests. 

R.  H.  Warfield,  Proprietor. 


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September  3,  1894. 


Banks. 


THE  BANK  OF  CALIFORNIA, 

SAN   FRANCISCO. 


Capital 83,000,000  00 

Surplus  and  Undivided  Profits    3,847,584  02 

January  i,  1894. 


William  Alvord President 

Thomas  Brown ..Cashier 

S.  Prentiss  Smith Assistant  Cashier 

Irving  F.  Moulton ad  Assistant  Cashier 


CORRESPONDENTS : 

..       v    ,  (Messrs.  Laidlaw  &  Co. 

New  York j  The  Bank  of  New  York.  N.  B.  A. 

Boston Tremont  National  Bank 

London Messrs.  N.  M.  Rothschild  &  Sons 

Paris Messrs.  De  Rothschild  Freres 

Virginia  City,  Nev Agency  of  the  Bank  of  California 

Chicago Union  National  Bank 

St.  Louis Boatmen's  Bank 

Australia  and  New  Zealand Bank  of  New  Zealand 

China,  Japan,  and  India Chartered  Bank  of  India, 

Austialia,  and  China 

Letters  of  Credit  issued  available  in  all  parts  of  the  world. 

Draw  direct  on  New  York,  Boston,  Chicago,  St.  Louis, 
Salt  Lake,  Denver,  Kansas  City,  New  Orleans,  Portland, 
Or.,  Los  Angeles,  and  on  London,  Paris,  Berlin,  Ham- 
burg, Bremen,  Frankfort -on -Main,  Copenhagen,  Stock- 
holm, Christiana,  Switzerland,  Melbourne,  Sydney,  Auck- 
land, Hong  Kong,  Shanghai,  Yokohama,  Genoa,  and  all 
cities  in  Italy. 


California  Safe  Deposit  and 
Trust  Co. 

PAID-UP  CAPITAL 81, 000, 000 


Corner  Montgomery  and  California  Sts.,  S.  F. 

J.  D.  Fry,  President.    Henry  Williams,  Vice-President. 
J.  Dalzell  Brown,  Secretary  and  Treasurer. 


This  Company  is  authorized  by  law  to  act  as  Executor, 
Administrator,  Assignee,  Receiver,  or  Trustee.  It  is  a 
legal  depositary  for. Court  and  Trust  Funds.  Will  take 
entire  charge  of  Real  and  Personal  Estates,  collecting 
the  income  and  profits,  and  attending  to  all  such  details 
as  an  individual  in  like  capacity  could  do. 

Acts  as  Registrar  and  Transfer  Agent  of  all  Stocks 
and  Bonds. 

Receives  depositsjsubject  to  check  and  "allows  interest 
at  the  rate  of  two  per  cent,  per  annum  on  daily  balances. 
Issues  certificates  of  deposit  tearing  fixed  rates  of  interest. 

Receives  deposits  in  its  savings  department,  and  allows 
the  usual  rates  of  interest  thereon. 

RENTS  SAFES  inside  its  burglar-proof  vaults  at 
prices  from  $5  per  annum  upwards,  according  to  size. 
Valuables  of  all  kinds  may  be  stored  at  low  rates. 

"Wills  drawn  and  taken  care  of  without 
charge.     Call  or  write  for  circular. 

WELLS  FARGO  &C0.S  BANK 

>i .  IS.  Cor.  Sansome  and  Sutter  Stg. 
San  Francisco,  Cal. 

Cash  Capital  and  Surplus 96,250,000 

J  no.  J.  Valentine,  President;  Homer  S.  King,  Manager. 
H.  Wadsworth,  Cashier ;  F.  L.  Lipman,  Asst-Cashier. 
Directors — John  J.  Valentine,  Benj.  P.  Cheney,  Oliver 
Eldridge,  Henry  E.  Huntington,  Homer  S.  King,  Geo.  E. 
Gray,  J  ohn  J .  McCook,  Charles  F.  Crocker,  Dudley  Evans. 


BANK  OF  SISSON,   CROCKER  i  CO. 

(Incorporated  April  25,  1892.) 
322  Pine  Street,  San  Francisco. 

Directors : 
Geo.    W.    Scott,    President ;    W.    W.    Van    Arsdale, 
Cashier;  J.  H.  Strobridge,  D.  W.  Earl,  J.  H.  Sisson,  F. 
H.  Green,  J.  M.  Haven. 

Receives   deposits ;    dealers   in    exchange ;    a    general 
banking  business  transacted. 

THE  CHOCKER-WOOLWORTH  NATIONAL  BANK 

OF    SAN    FRANCISCO. 


Paid-up  Capital 81,000,000 

Surplus     Fund     and    Undivided 

Profits 450,000 


DIRECTORS: 
Wm.    H.    Crocker,   President;  W.    E.   Brown,  Vice- 
President  ;  G.  W.  Kline,  Cashier ;  Chas.  F.  Crocker, 
E.  B.  Pond. 

"  CONNECTICUT  FIRE  INSURANCE  CO. 

OF  HARTFORD. 

Cash  Capital SI, 000, 000 

Assets 2,632,228 

Surplus  to  policy-holders 1,550,589 

ROBERT  DICKSON,  Manager,  San  Francisco. 
Boyd  &  Dickson,  San  Francisco,  Agents,  501  Mont- 
gomery Street.    General  Office,  401  Montgomery  St. 


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THE    ALLEGED    HUMORISTS. 


Wife — "  My  first  husband  was  a  great  fellow  to 
get  other  people  into  scrapes."  Husband — "  He 
must  have  had  me  in  mind  when  he  died." — Truth. 

Reedley — "  Why  do  you  smoke  continually  from 
morning  until  night?"  Weedly — "It's  the  only 
time  I  get.  I  sleep  from  night  till  morning." — Tit- 
Bits. 

Clara — "  I  should  think  you  would  feel  cheap  to 
be  sold  thus  to  a  man  you  do  not  love."  Mamie 
(anxiously) — "  Do  you  think  1  ought  to  ask  more  ?  " 
— Detroit  Tribune. 

Little  Isaac — "  Fadder,  what  does  dis  mea:i : 
'  Effery  cloud  has  a  silver  lining  '  ?  "  Fadder — "  I 
dink  dot  means  financial  clouds,  like  fires  und  vail- 
ures,  mein  son." — Puck. 

"Have  you  nothing  warm  for  supper?"  de- 
manded the  goat,  petulantly.  "Yes,"  answered 
his  wife,  with  a  sweet  smile  ;  "  here  is  a  nice  piece 
of  chinchilla  overcoat." — Puck. 

"  Isn't  dinner  'most  ready?"  asked  the  cannibal. 
"  No,  not  quite,"  said  the  cook.  "  Well,  go  into 
the  pantry  where  those  Georgia  prisoners  are  kept, 
and  bring  me  a  Cracker." — Bazar. 

"  Sometimes,"  said  Uncle  Eben,  "  yoh  kain't  in- 
tiahly  Lrus'  er  man  dat  keeps  talkiu'  'bout  de  beauty 
ob  honesty.  Hit  soun's  too  much  ez  ef  he  wus 
argyin'  wif  hisse'f." — Washington  Star. 

Watts — "  I  see  that  a  national  convention  of 
colored  Democrats  has  been  called."  Potts — "  If 
it  means  blue  ones,  the  attendance  ought  to  be 
something  phenomenal." — Indianapolis  Journal. 

Yoitng  Tuttcr — "  I  don't  think  I  ever  talked  so 
much  in  my  life  as  I  did  to  Miss  Redbud  last 
night."  Miss  Pinkerley — "  She  said  she  asked  you 
a  lot  of  questions  about  yourself." — New  York  Sun. 

Jack — "Yes,  they  are  twins,  and  there  is  a  re- 
markable thing  about  them."  Tom — "  What  is 
it?"  jack — "The  married  one  admits  to  being 
five  years  older  than  the  unmarried  one." — Truth. 

Elderly  bridegroom — "  I  hope,  my  dear,  that  you 
are  not  sorry  you  have  made  an  old  man  your  hus- 
"band  ?  "  The  bride  —  "  What  nonsense  !  You 
know  I  will  never  have  occasion  to  be  jealous  of 
you! " — Truth. 

Miss  Twynn — "  They  say  Miss  Higgins  is  trying 
hard  to  master  hypnotism."  Mrs.  Triplett — "  It's 
true.  She  has  concluded  that  unless  she  hypnotizes 
a  man  and  makes  him  marry  her,  she  may  as  well 
give  up." — Vogue. 

Distressed  young  mother  (traveling  with  a  crying 
infant) — "  Dear  me  !  I  don't  know  what  to  do  with 
this  baby."  Kind  and  thoughtful  bachelor  (in  the 
next  seat) — "Shall  I  open  the  window  for  you, 
madam  ?" — Life. 

"  You  must  beware  of  tautology,"  said  the  editor 
to  his  new  assistant.  "  Is  there  a  tautological  ex- 
pression in  the  article  I  just  handed^you,  sir?" 
"Yes,  there  is.  You  speak  of  a  poor  poet." — 
Pittsburg  Chronicle. 

"  Kranse  will  have  it  that  he  made  a  speech  of 
two  hours'  duration  at  the  meeting,  but  I  see  it 
only  takes  up  the  space  of  half  a  column  in  the 
papers."  "  Ah,  but,  you  know,  Kranse  stammers." 
Humoristiche  Blatter. 

Mrs.  Slivtdiet — "The  boarders  are  all  at  the 
table.  Where's  the  milk?"  Cook — Here,  mum; 
but  it  do  look  awful  blue."  Mrs.  Slimdiet — "  Then 
hurry  into  the  dining-room  and  pull  down  the 
yellow  sunshades." — New  York  Weekly. 

Strawber — "  I  had  quite  a  compliment  last  night. 
Miss  Singleton  said  when  she  first  looked  at  me  she 
thought  1  was  only  nineteen,  but  when  I  talked  I 
seemed  like  an  old  man."  Singerty — "You  must 
have  told  her  some  of  your  jokes." — Life. 

Wife — "  I  mended  the  hole  in  your  waistcoat- 
pocket  last  night  after  you  had  gone  to  bed.  I  am 
a  careful  little  woman,  am  I  not?"  Husband — 
"  Yes,  but  how  did  you  know  there  was  a  hole  in 
my  waistcoat-pocket?  " — Journal  de  Douai. 

"  Ef  I  had  to  take  some  kind  o'  job,"  said  Rusty 
Rufus,  rolling  over  so  as  to  turn  his  other  side  up 
to  the  sun,  "  an'  could  have  my  choice,  I  think  I'd 
like  to  be  the  private  secretary  of  some  man  that's 
got  the  contract  fer  getherin'  the  crop  of  a  century 
plant." — Chicago  Tribune. 

Lady— "  Can  you  direct  me  to  the  elevator?" 
Hall-boy  (training  for  position  on  police  force}— 
"  Top  floor  ;  jes'  went  up."     Lady — "  But  I  mean 

the  place  to  take "    Halt-boy — "  Take  nothin'  ! 

Elevator's  w'at  you  want,  top  floor.     Pass  'long  an' 
don't  block  de  hallway  1 " — Truth. 

Mr.  Edgerly  Winion  (to  his  architect) — "  It's  go- 
ing to  make  a  rcckcrshay  kind  of  a  house,  Mr. 
Lewis;  but  what's  this  shed  business  in  front?" 
Mr.  Lewis — "  That  is  the  parte  cochere,  sir."  Mrs. 
Winton — "  How  nice  !  And  I  suppose  you'll  have 
a  separate  cochere  for  each  of  the  other  wines, 
won't  you,  Mr.  Lewis?" — Frank  Leslie's. 


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THE  PRESS  CLAIMS  COMPANY, 

JOHN  WEDDERBURN,  Managing  Attorney, 
P.  0.  Box  463.  Washington,  D.  C. 

Honorably  discharged  soldiers  and  sailors  who  served  ninety  days,  or  over.  In  the  late  war, 
are  entitled,  if  now  partially  or  wholly  disabled  for  ordinary  manual  labor,  whether  disability 
was  caused  by  service  or  not,  and  regardless  of  their  pecuniary  circumstances. 

"WIDOWS  of  such  soldiers  and  sailors  are  entitled  (if  not  remarried)  whether  soldier's  death 
was  due  to  army  service  or  not,  if  now  dependent  upon  their  own  labor  for  support.  Widows 
not  dependent  upon  their  own  labor  are  entitled  if  the  soldier's  death  was  due  to  service. 

CHILDREN  are  entitled  (if  under  sixteen  years)  in  almost  all  cases  where  there  was  no 
widow,  or  she  has  s;nce  died  or  remarried. 

PARENTS  are  entk.ed  if  soldier  left  neither  widow  nor  child,  provided  soldier  died  in 
service,  or  from  effects  of  service,  and  they  are  now  dependent  upon  their  own  labor  for  sup- 
port. It  makes  no  difference  whether  soldier  served  or  died  in  late  war  or  in  regular  army  or 
navy. 

Soldiers  of  the  late  war,  pensioned  under  one  law,  may  apply  for  higher  rates  tinder  other 
laws,  without  losing  any  rights. 

Thousands  of  soldiers  drawing  from  $2  to  Jio  per  month  under  the  old  law  are  entitled  to 
higher  rates  under  new  law,  not  only  ou  account  of  disabilities  for  which  now  pensioned,  but 
also  for  others,  whether  dne  to  service  or  not. 

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TABLE    OF    CONTENTS. 

Editorial:  The  Political  Situation — Beginning  of  the  Fall  Campaign — 
Thomas  B.  Reed's  Speech  Strikes  the  Key-Note— The  Double-Faced 
R61e  of  the  Democrats — How  the  Forces  Stand — The  Servant-Girl 
Question — Why  Household  Labor  is  Disliked — Wages  Here  and  Else- 
where— The  Chinese  as  a  Factor  in  the  Matter— The  Dogma  of  Papal 
Infallibility — The  Head  of  the  Roman  Catholic  Church  as  a  Scientist 
— How  Investigation  and  Research  are  Quashed  in  Catholic  Institu- 
tions of  Learning — Germany's  Experience  in  the  Government  Owner- 
ship of  Railroads — The  History  of  Railway  Traffic  in  the  Fatherland 
— How  Prussia  has  Acquired  Control  of  the  Lines — Comparative  Ex- 
pensiveness  and  Efficiency  of  Private  and  Government  Roads — The 
Roman  Catholic  Church  and  the  Saloons  —  Archbishop  Corrigan's 
Graceful  Straddle  of  the  Fence—Bar  Privileges  at  Catholic  Excursions 
— Very  J  esuitical  Reasoning 1-3 

A  Sylvan  Goddess:  How  Juanito,  the  Tenor,  Broke  the  Spell  he  had 
Woven 4 

Holy  Coats  :  The  Holy  Tunic  of  Treves,  the  Holy  Coat  of  Argenteuil, 
and  Other  Relics.    By  Dr.  P.  C.  Remondino 5 

A  Letter  from  London  :  A  Grand  Exodus  to  the  Moors— Shooting 
Begun  on  the  Twelfth  of  August — Rents  for  Moors  Lowered — Famous 
Records  of  Fifty  Years  Ago — The  Grouse-Shooter's  Costume — How 
the  Dianas  of  the  Moors  Dress — Some  Stunning  Get-Ups 5 

The  Passing  of  Arizona  Joe  :  A  Woman's  Experience  in  Tombstone. 
By  Kate  Virginia  Darling 6 

Old  Favorites:  "  The  Bleeding  Stone  of  Kilburn  Priory,"  by  Sir  Walter 
Scott 6 

A  Letter  from  New  York:  The  Daly  Dinner:  Augustin  Daly's 
Quarter-Centennial  as  a  Manager — He  Dines  his  Company  lo  Cele- 
brate the  Event — The  Manager's  Career — His  Company  of  Twenty- 
Five  Years  Ago — Some  Old  Favorites — Famous  Actors  and  Actresses 
— Ada  Rehan  and  John  Drew — The  Pretty  Women  of  the  Daly  Com- 
pany      6 

A  Letter  from  Paris  :  A  Literary  Scandal — Marcel  PreVost*s  New 
Novel  and  the  Sensation  it  Created — "  Les  Demi-Vierges,"  Young 
Women  of  a  New  Type — The  French  Veneration  for  the  "Jeune 
Fille" — Prevost's  Rapid  Heroine— Her  Scheme  to  Trap  a  Husband — 
Her  Visits  to  her  Lover's  Chambers — The  Unsuspecting  Fiance — Her 
Wicked  Little  Sister— How  her  Plans  Fail ; 

Individualities  :  Notes  About  Prominent  People  all  Over  the  World.  . .     7 

Literary  Notes:  Personal  and  Miscellaneous  Gossip — New  Publica- 
tions— "  The  Maiden's  Progress  " 8-9 

Drama  :  The  Frohman  Company  in  "  Charley's  Aunt " — Stage  Gossip. . .   10 

Vanity  Fair:  The  American  Failure  to  Secure  Comfort — "Ghost  Par- 
ties"— The  New  Way  the  Women  Wear  their  Hair — Americans  in 
London  Society — An  Anglicized  American  Says  They  are  Not  In  It — 
English  Yachtswomen's  Preference  for  the  Divided  Skirt — A  Recipe 
for  Selecting  a  Husband— How  the  Prince  of  Wales  and  "  Collars  and 
Cuffs"  Dress — The  Proper  Size  of  Lovely  Woman's  Waist 11 

The  Leviathan  Transportation  Line:  How  Jones  Broke  Whales 
to  Harness 12 

The  Tuneful  Liar:  "Business  Enterprise,"  "The  Difference  between 
'U'  and  'I,'"  "The  Dear  Girl  Reads,"  "A  Crowned  Unqueen," 
"  The  College  Girl's  Song  " 12 

Chased  by  Coyotes:  The  Experience  of  a  Cheyenne  Wheelman 12 

Storyettes:  Grave  and  Gay,  Epigrammatic  and  Otherwise  —  Lord 
Aberdeen's  Snore  — How  "Old  Put."  Fought  a  Duel  —  Professor 
Hyrtl  as  the  Students'  Friend— Smith  Drew  at  Sight  on  the  Sultan— 
Ravelli's  Amusing  Vanity— How  Labouchere  Got  Rid  of  a  Bore— 
The  Connaught  Man's  Tale— How  the  Paris  Students  Vanquished 
Napoleon— A  Story  on  Commodore  Vanderbilt— Sherman's  Admira- 
tion for  the  Soldiers'  Legs 13 

Society:  Movements  and  Whereabouts — Notes  and  Gossip — Army  and 
Navy  News »4-15 

The  Alleged  Humorists:  Paragraphs  Ground  out  by  the  Dismal  Wits 
of  the  Day 16 


With  the  first  of  September  the  fall  campaign  may  be  said 

J    to  have  begun  all  over  the  United  States.     Even  before  the 

adjournment  of  Congress  it  was  almost  impossible  to  get  a 

quorum  in  either  house,  owing  to  the  absence  of  members 

who  had  gone  home  to  look  after  their  fences. 

The  campaign  opened  in  Maine  with  a  brilliant  and  caustic 
speech  from  Thomas  B.  Reed,  the  acknowledged  leader  of 
the  Republicans  in  the  House  of  Representatives,  and  by 
many  believed  to  be  the  party's  next  candidate  for  the  Presi- 
dency.    Mr.  Reed's  speech  has  set  the  key-note  for  the  cam- 


paign — the  Republicans  begin  it  with  united  ranks,  flushed 
with  enthusiasm  ;  the  Democrats,  except  in  the  South,  enter 
upon  it  divided  and  demoralized. 

The  Democratic  party  is  this  year  playing  its  usual  double- 
faced  role.  Some  years  ago,  the  instructions  to  the  Demo- 
cratic stump-speakers  were  :  "  In  the  East,  you  are  for  hard 
money,  softening  it  a  little  as  you  go  toward  the  Mississippi 
Valley.  In  the  West,  you  are  for  soft  money,  hardening  it 
slightly  as  you  go  toward  the  Atlantic  Coast."  So  to-day 
the  party  orators  in  the  South  and  West  are  "  pointing  with 
pride"  toward  the  Socialistic-Democratic  income  tax,  boast- 
ing of  it  as  a  victory  over  the  capitalists  of  the  East.  In 
the  large  cities  of  the  East,  where  it  is  most  unpopular,  the 
stump  Demosthenes  explain,  excuse,  and  apologize,  saying 
that  it  is  only  a  provisional  measure,  made  necessary  by  the 
temporary  financial  stringency  of  the  government,  and  that 
it  will  probably  be  repealed  before  five  years.  The  base 
truckling  of  the  Democratic  party  to  anarchistic  and  social- 
istic ideas  through  a  demagogic  desire  t<j  "  catch  the  Popu- 
list vote "  in  the  South  and  West  will  result  in  the  loss  of 
the  votes  of  scores  of  thousands  of  decent  Democrats  in  the 
great  States  of  the  middle  West  and  North. 

The  Democratic  party  goes  into  the  campaign  heavily 
handicapped.  The  administration  has  made  many  blunders 
— notably  its  attempt  to  restore  royalty  in  the  Hawaiian 
Islands — and  the  scandals  attending  the  passage  of  the 
Democratic  Sugar  Tariff  bill  still  stink  in  the  nostrils  of 
the  people.  The  industrial  disturbances  during  the  eighteen 
months  of  Democratic  incumbency  have  been  more  numer- 
ous than  they  were  during  the  entire  four  years  of  the 
Harrison  administration,  finally  culminating  in  the  Debs 
insurrection  against  the  law.  The  many  unsuccessful 
strikes,  in  addition  to  the  workings  of  the  Democratic  panic 
of  1S93,  have  left  some  millions  of  workingmen  out  of  em- 
ployment, and  as  usual  the  party  in  power  will  be  held  re- 
sponsible. 

There  is  but  one  part  of  the  country  where  the  industrial 
disturbances  will  have  no  effect,  and  that  is  in  the  South. 
There  it  will  cut  no  figure.  The  Democratic  politicians 
there  will,  as  we  have  said,  boast  of  the  Income  Tax,  the 
repeal  of  the  Force  Bill,  and  advocate  free  silver.  The  re- 
peal of  the  silver-purchase  law,  which  was  partly  passed  by 
Republican  votes,  will  in  the  South  be  repudiated  as  a  Dem- 
ocratic measure  ;  in  the  North  it  will  be  claimed  as  a  Demo- 
cratic triumph.  On  the  whole,  then,  we  may  look  upon  our 
erring  Southern  sisters  as  destined  to  remain  erring  and 
Democratic,  and  the  Solid  South  will  remain  solid  still. 

There  is  another  factor,  in  addition  to  the  Solid  South, 
which  the  Republican  party  must  confront.  The  proportion 
of  apportionments  is  against  us.  The  following  twenty-four 
States  have  been  apportioned  by  Democratic  legislatures  : 
Alabama,  Arkansas,  California,  Connecticut,  Florida, 
Georgia,  Illinois,  Indiana,  Kentucky,  Louisiana,  Maryland, 
Massachusetts,  Michigan,  Mississippi,  Missouri,  Nebraska, 
New  York,  North  Carolina,  South  Carolina,  Tennessee, 
Texas,  Virginia,  West  Virginia,  Wisconsin.  Twelve  States 
have  been  apportioned  by  Republican  legislatures,  namely  : 
Colorado,  Iowa,  Kansas,  Maine,  Minnesota,  New  Hamp- 
shire, New  Jersey,  Ohio,  Oregon,  Pennsylvania,  Rhode 
Island,  Vermont.  As  concerns  other  States,  South  Dakota 
and  Washington  have  never  been  apportioned,  while  six 
States  have  but  one  representative  each,  namely  :  Delaware, 
North  Dakota,  Idaho,  Wyoming,  Montana,  and  Nevada. 

Thus  it  is  apparent  that,  in  the  States  which  have  been 
gerrymandered  by  the  Democrats,  it  will  require  hard  work 
or  a  tidal  wave  to  overcome  such  unnatural  conditions  as 
existed,  for  example,  in  the  famous  "shoe-string  district" 
of  Mississippi.  The  vote  that  elected  Harrison  gave  three 
majority  in  the  House,  but  the  same  vote  to-day  would  give 
the  Democratic  party  a  majority  of  ten  or  twelve.  This  is, 
of  course,  owing  to  the  Democratic  gerrymandering  of  New. 
York,  Michigan,  Illinois,  and  Wisconsin.  It  is  possible, 
by  this  ingenious  Democratic  trickery,  for  the  Republicans 
to  have  a  popular  majority,  and  yet  for  the  Democrats  to 
have  a  majority  in  the  House. 

In  the  Congress  just  adjourned,  the  Republicans  had  but 


6  representatives  from  the  South,  as  follows  :  i  from 
Kentucky,  i  from  North  Carolina,  i  from  South  Caro- 
lina, 1  from  Missouri,  and  2  from  Tennessee.  The  Demo- 
crats had  121  from  the  South,  thus  divided  :  Alabama,  9  ; 
Arkansas,  6  ;  Delaware,  1  ;  -Florida,  2  ;  Georgia,  1 1  ;  Ken- 
tucky, 10 ;  Louisiana,  6 ;  Maryland,  6 ;  Mississippi,  7  ; 
Missouri,  14;  North  Carolina,  8;  South  Carolina,  6;  Ten- 
nessee, 8;  Virginia,  10;  Texas,  13;  West  Virginia,  4. 
With  these  121,  the  Democrats  need  54  to  make  a  majority  ; 
having  120  from  16  States,  they  have  28  States  left  to  elect 
55  from.  The  Republican  party,  therefore,  must  secure  172 
members  from  the  229  Congressional  districts  in  the  North 
and  West,  or  3  to  their  1.  To  put  it  differently,  the  Repub- 
licans must  elect  seventy-five  per  cent,  of  all  the  Congress- 
men to  be  elected  in  Northern  and  Western  States.  From 
this  it  will  be  seen  that  the  Republican  party  has  a  task 
before  it,  but  none  the  less  we  hope  and  believe  that  in  the 
next  House  of  Representatives  the  Republicans  will  have  a 
good  working  majority. 

Concerning  the  Senate  of  the  Fifty-Fourth  Congress,  more 
is  known.     Its  political  complexion  will  be  about  as  follows  : 

Holding  over  and  elected — Republicans,  23  ;  Democrats, 
29  ;  Populists,  4.  Democrats  to  be  elected,  12,  as  follows  : 
Alabama,  1  ;  Arkansas,  1  ;  Georgia,  1  ;  Kentucky,  1  ;  Lou- 
isiana, 2  ;  Mississippi,  1  ;  North  Carolina,  2  ;  South  Caro- 
lina, 1  ;  Tennessee,  1  ;  Texas,  1  ;  making  a  total  Democratic 
membership  of  forty-one,  or  four  less  than  a  majority.  Re- 
publicans to  be  elected,  14,  as  follows  :  Idaho,  1  ;  Kansas,  I; 
Maine,  1  ;  Massachusetts,  1  ;  Michigan,  1  ;  Minnesota,  1  ; 
Nebraska,  1  ;  New  Hampshire,  1  ;  New  Jersey,  1  ;  Rhode 
Island,  1  ;  South  Dakota,  1  ;  Washington,  1  ;  Wyoming,  2  ; 
making  a  total  of  thirty-seven,  or  eight  less  than  a  majority. 
In  doubt :  Colorado,  1  ;  Delaware,  1  ;  Illinois,  1  ;  Montana, 
2  ;  West  Virginia,  1  ;  total,  6. 

The  present  Senate  consists  of  43  Democrats,  37  Re- 
publicans, and  5  Populists.  There  are  three  vacancies,  for 
Montana,  Washington,  and  Wyoming,  which  States  have 
each  one  Republican  senator.  The  terms  of  thirty  senators 
expire  on  the  fourth  of  March,  1895.  The  retiring  Demo- 
crats are  Morgan  of  Alabama,  Walsh  of  Georgia,  Berry  of 
Arkansas,  Butler  of  South  Carolina,  Coke  of  Texas,  Hunton 
of  Virginia,  Harris  of  Tennessee,  Camden  of  West  Vir- 
ginia, Ransom  and  Jarvis  of  North  Carolina,  Lindsay  of 
Kentucky,  and  Caffery  of  Louisiana.  To  one  of  these, 
Hunton  of  Virginia,  a  Democratic  successor,  Martin,  has 
already  been  elected.  To  all  of  the  others  Democratic 
successors  will  be  elected.  As  we  have  already  said,  the 
Solid  South  can  not  be  broken  this  year.  There  is  no 
danger  of  disaffection  among  the  Democracy  there,  except 
possibly  in  Louisiana,  over  the  Sugar  Tariff  bill. 

Among  the  Republican  senators,  those  to  go  out  are  Wol- 
cott  of  Colorado,  Higgins  of  Delaware,  Shoup  of  Idaho, 
Cullom  of  Illinois,  Wilson  of  Iowa,  Frye  of  Maine,  Hoar 
of  Massachusetts,  McMillan  of  Michigan,  Washburn  of 
Minnesota,  Power  of  Montana,  Chandler  of  New  Hamp- 
shire, Patton  of  Michigan,  Manderson  of  Nebraska,  Dolph 
of  Oregon,  Dixon  of  Rhode  Island,  Pettigrew  of  South 
Dakota,  and  Carey  of  Wyoming.  Rhode  Island  and  Iowa 
have  already  chosen  senators- — Wetmore  to  succeed  Dixon 
and  Gere  to  succeed  Wilson. 

In  all  of  these  States,  the  Republicans  are  confident  of 
electing  successors  to  the  senators  whose  terms  expire  this 
year.  If  they  succeed,  the  next  Senate  will  have  a  Republi- 
can majority,  unless  the  Democratic  and  Populist  senators 
should  combine  and  make  a  mongrel  majority. 

This  is,  we  believe,  a  fair  and  unbiased  statement  of  the 
political  situation.  Frofn  it,  as  can  readily  be  seen,  the 
Democrats  are  very  firmly  intrenched,  and  it  will  require  a 
vigorous  assault  all  along  the  line  to  insure  a  Republican 
triumph.  But  victory  can  be  gained,  and  the  Republican 
hosts  are  full  of  ardor.     May  victory  perch  upon  our  banners. 


The  servant-girl  question  is  becoming  as  serious  in   Eng- 
land and  in  the  East  as  it  is  here.     In  other   callir, 
supply  of  labor  is  in  excess  of  the  demand,  and    . 
declining  accordingly  in  spite   of  strikes  ;  but  sei 


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are  diminishing  in  number,  while  the  demand  for  them  in- 
creases with  the  growth  of  wealth.  It  is  stated,  apparently 
on  good  authority,  that  the  number  of  servant-girls  in  Lon- 
don is  no  larger  now,  when  the  population  of  the  British 
metropolis  is  nearly  6,000,000,  than  it  was  when  the  popula- 
tion was  4,700,000. 

The  explanation  is  that  in  London,  as  in  New  York  and 
San  Francisco,  girls  would  rather  work  in  factories,  stores, 
and  shops,  where  their  labor  impoverishes,  weakens,  and  de- 
moralizes them,  than  go  out  to  service  where  they  would  be 
well  fed,  well  housed,  and  preserved  from  contaminating  in- 
fluences, because,  in  factory  or  store,  they  enjoy  a  personal 
liberty  which  is  denied  them  in  domestic  service.  It  is  waste 
time  to  argue  that  the  preference  is  unwise.  We  must  take 
people  as  we  find  them,  and  if  the  girls  prefer  hard  work, 
scanty  food,  and  dangerous  associations  rather  than  light 
work,  ample  and  wholesome  food,  and  careful  supervision, 
there  is  no  way  in  which  their  preference  can  be  checked. 
Miss  Kenward,  who  lately  discussed  the  subject  in  a  paper 
before  the  British  Association,  failed  to  suggest  a  remedy, 
though  she  considered  that  popular  education  was  largely  re- 
sponsible for  the  modern  impatience  of  restraint,  the  resent- 
ment of  authority,  and  the  eagerness  to  rise  in  the  world  which 
prejudice  girls  against  household  labor. 

By  diminishing  the  supply  of  house-servants,  the  growth 
of  the  appetite  for  personal  liberty  among  young  women 
has  raised  wages  in  London  and  New  York.  Mrs.  Graham, 
who  keeps  one  of  the  largest  registry  (employment)  offices 
in  London,  says  that  house-maids  used  to  expect  ^15  a  year 
— say  $6.50  a  month  ;  trained  servants,  ^20  a  year — say 
$8.50  a  month;  plain  cooks,  ^18 — say  $7.50  a  month; 
good  cooks,  £25  to  ^40 — say  $10.50  to  $19  ;  and  untrained 
servants,  £10 — say  $4.50  a  month.  These  wages,  which 
seem  high  to  English  housekeepers,  are  about  half  what 
New  Yorkers  pay.  How  they  compare  with  wages  in  San 
Francisco,  the  reader  need  not  be  informed.  A  lady  is 
lucky  who  gets  a  good  cook — female  or  Chinese — for  less 
than  $30  or  $35,  and  a  house-maid  who  can  wait  on  table  is 
not  dear  at  $20  to  $25.  Of  course  the  price  of  labor  will 
never  equalize  itself  in  London  and  San  Francisco,  but  the 
tendency  must  be  toward  approximation  ;  wages  here  will 
naturally  fall  as  they  will  rise  there.  The  process  of  equali- 
zation is  already  going  on  through  the  larger  consumption  of 
house  labor  there  as  contrasted  with  this  city.  To  manage 
an  average  household,  an  English  housekeeper  employs  four 
servants,  to  whom  she  pays  about  $3  5  a  month  ;  the  San 
Francisco  housekeeper  conducts  the  same  household  with  a 
Chinaman  and  a  girl,  to  whom  she  pays  $50  or  $55  ;  the 
cost  of  the  board  of  the  two  extra  servants  in  London  makes 
the  outlay  for  service  about  the  same  in  both  cities. 

The  science  of  managing  a  household  is  better  under- 
stood in  London  than  here.  A  girl  who  has  been  in  three 
or  four  places,  and  stayed  in  each  not  over  three  or  four 
months,  finds  it  difficult  to  get  another  place  ;  it  is  assumed 
that  there  is  something  wrong  with  her.  On  the  other  hand, 
a  mistress  who  does  not  keep  her  servants  over  three  or 
four  months  is  black-listed  by  the  registry  offices,  and,  when 
she  discharges  a  servant,  finds  it  hard  to  replace  her.  The 
keepers  of  the  great  registry  offices,  who  have  a  reputation 
to  maintain,  divide  the  blame  between  mistress  and  servant. 
There  are  in  London,  as  everywhere,  overbearing,  capri- 
cious, and  exacting  mistresses  who  make  life  unbearable  to 
their  servants  ;  the  names  of  these  women  are  on  record 
in  every  registry  office,  and  they  often  have  to  go  to  the 
Continent  to  get  servants.  On  the  other  hand,  girls  who  are 
restless  and  impatient  of  control,  and  who  are  always  losing 
their  places,  are  kindly  advised  by  the  registry-office  keepers 
to  seek  employment  in  factories.  Our  employment  offices 
in  this  city  do  not  fill  so  important  a  place  that  they  could 
follow  the  London  example.  But  some  of  the  charitable  in- 
stitutions, which  combine  with  other  functions  the  duty  of 
finding  places  for  girls,  might  render  a  useful  service  by 
keeping  an  account  of  mistresses  who  never  can  "be 
suited." 

The  whole  problem  resolves  itself  into  the  proposition 
that  the  wants  of  each  generation  of  boys  and  girls  rise  above 
the  station  in  which  their  parents  lived.  At  the  beginning  of  the 
century,  the  daughter  of  the  small  shop-keeper,  the  mechanic, 
and  the  laborer  expected  to  go  out  to  service  as  a  matter  of 
course.  This  was  the  case  not  only  in  one,  but  in  all  cities 
of  the  Anglo-Saxon  world.  Now,  these  same  girls  are  edu- 
cated at  the  public  schools  and  have  a  smattering  of  music, 
algebra,  and  French.  They  want  to  be  ladies.  If  they 
must  earn  their  living,  they  want  to  do  so  in  a  calling  which 
shall  involve  no  sacrifice  of  liberty  or  dignity.  It  is  impos- 
sible to  blame  them.  They  have  a  right  to  choose  their 
vocation.  But,  meanwhile,  who  is  to  sweep  floors,  cook  and 
serve  dinners,  answer  the  bell,  and  make  the  beds?  The 
prc-olem  has  thus  far  been  solved  by  the  importation  of  for- 
eigners. Ireland  has  supplied  the  great  bulk  of  the  young 
women  who  are  in  service  in  the  East,  and  China  has  filled 
the  deficiency  for  this  coast.     When  the  Irish  immigration 


began  to  fall  off,  Germany  and  Scandinavia  sent  a  contingent 
which  filled  the  deficit.  But  there  are  signs  of  a  diminished 
output  of  raw  labor  from  all  the  European  countries,  which, 
coupled  with  the  rise  in  the  wages  of  domestic  labor  in 
Europe,  may  throw  the  East  back  on  its  own  resources. 

How  the  new  treaty  with  China  will  operate  on  Chinese 
immigration  it  is  yet  too  soon  to  say.  It  would  seem  that  it 
opens  the  door  for  an  increased  importation  of  Chinese  ser- 
vants. If  it  does,  wages  of  house  labor  will  fall,  and  the 
normal  monthly  pay  of  a  Chinese  servant  of  all  work  may 
fall  to  ten  dollars,  which  the  Chinese  at  Singapore,  Rangoon, 
and  Calcutta  would  consider  munificent  wages.  This,  of 
course,  would  render  housework  even  more  distasteful  than 
it  is  to  our  girls.  But  as  they  have  eschewed  it  when  it  was 
twice  as  profitable  as  factor)'  work,  their  entire  withdrawal 
from  the  labor  field  would  involve  no  general  inconvenience. 


In  the  July  Contemporary  there  appeared  an  article  on 
"The  Intellectual  Aspect  of  Roman  Catholicism,"  in  which 
the  statement  was  made  that  the  Roman  Pope  now  claims 
to  be  not  only  infallible  but  impeccable.  This  statement 
has  been  denied  by  a  Roman  priest,  Father  Moyes,  in  some 
letters  to  the  London  Telegraph.  But  he  does  not  prove  his 
case. 

The  infallibility  of  the  Pope  has  always  been  a  misty 
doctrine,  which  has  been  enlarged  or  contracted  by  suc- 
cessive prelates.  Under  the  recent  Papal  encyclical,  it  is 
absolute.  The  Pope  is  endowed  with  the  faculty  of  solving 
all  problems — political,  social,  scientific,  and  literary — with 
the  finality  of  an  infallible  authority  from  which  there  is  no 
appeal ;  and  the  infallibility  is  stretched  to  cover  conduct  as 
well  as  opinion,  so  that  the  Pope  is  impeccable — he  can  not 
sin  in  his  proper  person.  The  Pope  is  no  longer  a  mere 
mortal ;  his  apotheosis  has  begun  ;  his  utterances  are 
oracles  ;  and  his  views  on  scientific  and  historical  topics  out- 
weigh the  irrefutable  conclusions  of  science  and  chronicle. 
Yet  as  there  has  been  no  direct  revelation  from  heaven 
since  the  time  of  the  apostles,  the  powers  which  he  claims 
must  have  been  possessed  by  Pope  Alexander  Borgia,  and 
by  the  series  of  popes  who  denied  the  rotation  of  the  earth. 
Their  absurdity  has  been  denounced  by  Roman  Catholics 
in  good  standing.  The  Abbe  Duquesne,  a  professor  in  the 
Roman  Catholic  University  of  Paris,  wrote :  "  We  are 
members  of  a  seminary  in  which  the  impeccability  of  the 
Pope  is  taught.  No  one  dares  to  raise  his  voice  against 
this  absurd  doctrine  ;  this  would  be  tantamount  to  confess- 
ing one's  self  inferior  to  some  one  in  zeal  for  the  honor  of 
the  Holy  See." 

Pope  Leo  explained  what  he  meant  by  his  new  claims  to 
infallibility  in  matters  temporal  when  he  revolutionized  the 
study  of  chemistry  in  Roman  Catholic  institutions  of  learn- 
ing. He  struck  out  at  a  blow  the  modern  system,  with  the 
discoveries  of  the  past  six  centuries,  and  ordered  the  system 
of  St.  Thomas  Aquinas  to  be  taught  in  the  schools.  This 
system  ignores  the  division  of  substances  into  simple  and 
elementary,  denies  the  atomic  theory,  of  which,  indeed,  St. 
Thomas  himself  had  never  heard,  and  divides  all  bodies 
into  "  first  matter  "  and  "  substantial  form."  Thus  water  is 
"first  matter"  and  has  nothing  to  do  with  hydrogen  or 
oxygen  ;  and  man  is  "  first  matter,"  to  which  is  added  "  sub- 
stantial form"  in  the  shape  of  vegetable,  animal,  and  rational 
substances.  Such  able  men  as  Lecchi  and  Palmieri  laughed 
at  these  puerilities,  but  the  captain  of  the  Jesuits,  Father 
Beckx,  accepted  the  Papal  exposition  of  science  as  infallible 
and  ordered  it  taught  in  the  Jesuit  schools.  Teachers  whose 
intellect  rebelled  against  the  Pope's  nonsense  were  removed 
from  their  chairs,  like  our  own  Professor  Pohle,  who  lost  his 
professorate  for  saying  that  other  planets  besides  ours  might 
be  inhabited. 

The  Roman  Church  has  always  set  its  face  against  Bible 
study,  and  the  consequence  is  that  priests  well  informed  in 
other  matters  often  know  less  of  the  Scriptures  than  many 
Protestant  laymen.  Mgr.  d'Hulst,  rector  of  the  Roman  Cath- 
olic University  of  Paris,  said  the  Bible  should  be  expounded 
by  the  light  of  modern  historical  criticism.  Instantly  the 
whole  brood  of  clericals  fell  upon  Mgr.  d'Hulst  and  com- 
pelled him  to  sign  what  was  practically  a  recantation.  A 
still  worse  fate  befell  the  Abbe1  Loisy,  who  was  professor  of 
Biblical  history  at  the  same  University  of  Paris.  His  lect- 
ures had  created  a  taste  for  Bible  studies  among  Roman 
Catholics,  and,  in  obedience  to  the  spirit  of  the  encyclical, 
the  bishops  deprived  him  of  his  chair,  and  finally  expelled 
him  from  the  university. 

These  occurrences  are  naturally  enough  creating  stir  among 
educated  and  conscientious  Roman  Catholics  in  Europe.  They 
say  to  their  clergy  :  "  Here  are  scientific  and  historical  discov- 
eries which  conflict  with  the  faith  you  teach  us.  Explain 
them,  reconcile  the  apparent  inconsistencies,  so  that  we  may 
remain  faithful  members  of  the  church.  The  Protestants 
are  struggling  might  and  main  to  harmonize  science  and  re- 
ligion ;  why  do  you  not  follow  their  example  ? "  To  this 
the  priests   reply  :  "It   is  not    our  business  to  explain    or 


justify.  What  the  Pope  says  must  be  so,  because  he  is  in- 
fallible ;  it  is  enough  for  you  that  he  has  said  it."  It  is 
hardly  necessary  to  add  that  the  response  is  not  satis- 
factory to  the  thinking  members  of  the  Roman  Catholic 
Church. 

It  has  often  been  remarked  that  the  nearer  an  out-of-date 
institution  draws  to  its  close,  the  more  outrageous  its  preten- 
sions become.  No  English  king  had  ever  stretched  his 
prerogative  so  far  as  James  the  Second  did  before  bis  exile  ; 
the  French  nobility  were  never  more  contemptuous  of  the 
common  people  than  just  before  the  Revolution  ;  the  colonial 
governors  never  ventured  on  such  intolerable  assumptions  as 
just  before  the  Battle  of  Lexington.  So  the  Roman  Catholic 
Church  of  to-day  puts  forth  pretensions  which  would  have 
appalled  Gregory  the  Seventh  or  Leo  the  Tenth,  and  would 
have  made  the  early  fathers  stand  aghast.  It  was  the  hope 
of  Cardinal  Manning  that  the  church  might  have  found  a 
way  to  modernize  itself  so  as  to  retain  its  hold  on  in- 
telligent minds ;  that  was  the  dream  of  Pius  the  Ninth 
when  he  first  occupied  the  chair  of  St  Peter.  But 
the  present  drift  of  the  Vatican  is  backward,  not  forward. 
Its  hierarchy  not  only  does  not  seek  to  place  itself  in  line 
with  the  progress  in  which  Roman  Catholics  as  well  as 
Protestants  take  part ;  it  seems  to  desire  to  take  a  back 
somersault  over  the  advance  which  human  knowledge  has 
made  in  modern  times  and  to  return  to  the  Dark  Ages. 
We  see  Mgr.  Satolli  interfering  in  our  school  system  ;  we 
see  Archbishop  Riordan  attempting  to  banish  an  excellent 
compendium  of  history  from  our  schools,  and  to  place  it  on 
the  Index  Expurgatorius  ;  all  these  are  parts  of  the  system 
which  prompts'  the  Pope  to  establish  a  Roman  Catholic 
chemistry  and  a  Roman  Catholic  history,  and  which  will 
doubtless  lead  up  to  the  teaching  of  a  Roman  Catholic 
system  of  geography  and  a  Roman  Catholic  multiplication 
table. 


Some  interesting  facts  may  be  learned  from  a  study  of  the 
experience  of  the  Government  of  Germany  in  the  owner- 
ship and  operation  of  railways.  The  civil  service  of  Ger- 
many is  the  most  perfect  in  the  world  ;  the  army  of  office- 
holders acts  with  the  precision  and  certainty  of  the  military 
organization  ;  the  most  perfect  methods  and  the  greatest  care 
are  exercised  in  the  selection  of  skilled  and  capable  public 
servants  ;  the  people  are  accustomed  to  look  to  the  govern- 
ment to  take  the  initiative  in  every  field  of  activity,  and  thus 
the  friction  between  public  and  private  interests  that  would 
exist  elsewhere  is  wanting  there.  In  Germany,  therefore, 
the  benefits  of  government  operation  of  railways  should  be 
most  conspicuous,  its  evils  least  apparent. 

In  the  early  days  of  railroad  building,  however,  these 
favorable  conditions  were  lacking.  The  railway  system 
grew  up  without  any  comprehensive  plan  and  without  har- 
mony of  action.  The  innumerable  petty  states  were  inde- 
pendent so  far  as  the  administration  of  internal  affairs  was 
concerned,  and  were  torn  by  petty  jealousies  and  antag- 
onisms. Each  state  had  its  own  railways,  built  and  operated 
by  its  own  government,  but,  through  fear  of  enriching  some 
rival,  they  refused  to  make  connections  with  the  roads  of 
other  states,  and  thus  through  traffic  was  impossible.  With 
the  unification  of  Germany,  however,  came  new  interests 
and  new  necessities.  Business  became  more  general  in  its 
operations  and  the  development  of  through  traffic  became 
essential.  In  this  emergency,  private  companies  built  con- 
necting links  between  the  various  state  roads,  and  thus  a 
mixed  system  of  the  most  unfortunate  kind  grew  up. 

In  Prussia  alone  was  there  any  comprehensive  idea  in  rail- 
road development.  The  state  lines  were  built  at  first  for 
military  rather  than  commercial  purposes,  and  the  theory 
upon  which  the  private  concessions  were  granted  was  the 
French  plan  of  giving  each  company  a  monopoly  in  its  own 
district,  thus  preventing  the  wasteful  construction  of  parallel 
lines.  This  latter  theory  was,  however,  never  completely 
carried  out.  When  the  empire  was  established,  with  the 
King  of  Prussia  as  its  head,  Bismarck  attempted  to  consoli- 
date the  railways  into  one  complete  imperial  system.  The 
taking  of  the  railroads  of  Alsace  and  Lorraine  was  the  first 
step  in  this  direction,  and,  outside  of  Prussia,  it  was  the  only 
step.  The  petty  states  throughout  the  empire  fought  strenu- 
ously against  being  weakened  for  the  benefit  of  the  imperial 
government,  and  they  fought  effectively.  Thus  the  railway 
system  of  Germany  remains,  not  an  imperial  system,  but  a 
mixed  system  owned  partly  by  the  governments  of  the  sev- 
eral states  and  partly  by  private  companies.  In  Prussia, 
Bismarck  carried  out  the  plans  that  had  been  defeated  for 
the  empire.  The  government  owned  about  one-third  of  the 
mileage  ;  its  principal  holdings  being  two  unconnected  lines,, 
one  in  the  east  and  the  other  in  the  west.  The  necessary 
connections  to  unite  these  lines  were  built,  and  then  the 
systematic  purchase  of  the  private  roads  began.  In  1878, 
the  government  owned  3,000  miles  of  line  and  operated 
2,000  more,  in  a  total  of  1 1 ,000  miles.  By  1 88 1 ,  the  posi- 
tion had  been  reversed,  the  government  owning  7,000  miles 


September  to,  1894. 


THE        ARGONAUT. 


and  operating  2,000  more,  in  a  total  of  1 2,000.  The  private 
lines  were,  for  the  most  part,  in  the  hands  of  two  private 
companies,  and  the  government  set  about  buying  out  these 
companies.  A  cash  payment  was  made  and  bonds  were 
issued  to  the  stockholders  for  the  balance,  securing  them,  in 
the  case  of  the  Berlin-Hamburg  Company,  seventeen  per 
cent,  on  their  original  holdings.  At  the  present  time,  the 
governments  throughout  Germany  own  eighty-nine  per  cent, 
of  the  total  mileage,  and  operate  ninety  per  cent.,  leaving 
only  one-tenth  of  the  mileage  to  be  operated  by  the  private 
companies.  And,  in  the  operation  of  even  this  limited 
mileage,  the  private  companies,  except  those  in  Bavaria,  are 
subject  to  the  control  of  an  imperial  board  and  provincial 
boards,  which  fix  rates  and  regulate  operations. 

While  the  Prussian  railway  system  was  yet  in  its  infancy, 
a  plan  was  tried  that  has  sometimes  been  advocated  in  this 
country.  The  railroads  were  treated  as  ordinary  highways, 
and  private  owners  were  allowed  to  run  their  own  rolling- 
stock  on  them,  paying  a  reasonable  toll  for  the  use  of  the 
road.  The  scheme  proved  unsuccessful,  as  it  did  in  Eng- 
land, where  it  was  also  tried. 

As  has  been  said,  the  rates  on  private  roads,  as  well  as  on 
those  operated  by  the  state,  are  regulated  by  government 
boards,  and  are  therefore  practically  uniform  throughout  the 
country.  In  comparing  the  financial  operations  of  the  state 
and  private  roads,  therefore,  the  question  of  rates  may  be 
ignored.  It  may  be  well,  in  passing,  to  remark  that  the 
popular  impression  that  railroad  rates  are  based  on  the  cost 
of  service  by  these  government  boards  is  erroneous  James 
Hole,  in  his  "  National  Railways,"  declares  that  the  rates 
"  are  founded  on  intelligible  principles,  and  not  on  the  hap- 
hazard estimate  of  traffic  managers  of  '  what  the  traffic  will 
bear.' "  Like  many  of  the  other  statements  in  his  book, 
this  remark  betrays  extreme  ignorance  of  the  facts.  Uni- 
versal experience,  in  Germany  as  elsewhere,  has  proved  that 
rates  must  be  based  upon  what  the  traffic  will  bear.  Coal, 
lumber,  and  cereals  can  not  pay  the  rates  that  must  be 
charged  in  order  to  pay  the  expenses  of  carriage,  and  there- 
fore low  rates  are  given  on  these  articles,  rates  on  other 
goods  being  raised  to  cover  the  loss.  This  is  the  only  in- 
telligent and  practical  way  of  fixing  rates,  but  it  does  not 
involve,  as  our  railroads  seem  to  think,  a  necessity  of 
charging  all  the  traffic  will  bear. 

In  comparing  the  financial  operations  of  the  state  and  pri- 
vate roads,  it  is  seen  that  the  latter  are  less  expensively  con- 
structed, while  the  state  lines  are  more  effectively  operated. 
The  greater  cost  of  construction  for  the  state  lines  would 
naturally  be  expected,  for  they  were  built  to  meet  possible 
military  necessities,  and  economy  in  building  was  therefore  a 
secondary  consideration.  This  same  cause  would  lead  one 
to  expect  greater  expenses  and  smaller  receipts,  because  the 
roads  were  not  laid  out  according  to  the  natural  lines  of 
commerce.  The  superior  efficiency  of  the  government  ser- 
vice, however,  overcomes  this  disadvantage,  and  the  receipts 
per  mile  are  greater,  while  the  expenses  are  proportionately 
less.  The  cost  of  construction  on  the  state  lines  is  $97,888 
a  mile — an  amount  slightly  greater  than  the  average  for  Eu- 
rope and  26  per  cent,  more  than  that  of  the  private  lines  of 
Germany.  On  each  mile  of  road,  however,  the  state  roads 
receive  $123  to  every  hundred  received  by  the  private  lines. 
The  state  lines  pay  out  $523  for  every  thousand  received  ; 
the  private  lines,  $535.  Thus  the  profits  of  the  state  lines 
are  1.2  per  cent,  greater  than  those  of  the  private  lines.  In 
spite  of  the  superior  efficiency  of  the  administration  of  the 
state  lines  and  the  bureaucratic  tendency  in  Germany,  the 
private  lines  pay  out  $115  more  per  mile  for  salaries  of 
officials  than  do  the  state  lines.  When  it  is  considered  that 
the  state  lines  are  operated  by  the  numerous  petty  states  and 
not  by  the  imperial  government,  the  saving  in  this  item  that 
is  secured  by  governmental  operation  becomes  apparent. 
The  great  test  of  economical  administration,  however,  is  the 
amount  paid  for  handling  goods,  and  here  the  private  lines 
make  a  slightly  more  favorable  showing,  the  figures  being 
$1,452  and  $1,407  a  mile,  respectively.  For  maintenance  of 
way,  the  state  lines  pay  $149  per  mile  to  each  hundred  paid 
by  the  private  companies.  This  difference,  however,  is  not 
due  to  the  imperfect  construction  of  the  government  roads, 
but  to  the  superior  condition  in  which  they  are  kept  in  prep- 
aration for  any  military  emergency. 

There  is  another  phase  of  the  operating  expenses  that 
may  be  considered  in  comparing  the  relative  economy  of  the 
two  systems.  An  average  long  haul  will  show  a  higher 
average  of  profit  than  a  short  one.  This  would  account  in 
part  for  the  favorable  showing  of  the  state  lines,  for  the 
average  lead  on  them  is  82.63  miles  as  against  69.96  on  the 
private  lines.  Again,  the  private  lines  make  more  effective 
use  of  their  rolling-stock  and  thus  reduce  the  loss  resulting 
from  carrying  dead  weight.  The  number  of  passengers  per 
axle  on  the  private  lines  is  4.72,  on  the  state  lines,  4.46  ;  the 
goods  per  axle  on  the  private  lines  is  2. 1 2  tons,  on  the  state 
lines,  2.10  tons. 

This  review  of  the  German  system  of  railways  indicates 


that,  with  a  bureaucratic  government  such  as  that  of  Ger- 
many, the  state  can  compete  successfully  with  private  com- 
panies in  operating  railroads.  Despite  certain  elements  of 
economy  in  which  the  private  roads  excel,  the  balance  of 
economy  is  in  favor  of  the  state  lines.  How  far  this  result 
could  be  accomplished  without  the  perfect  organization  of 
the  civil  service  and  the  autocratic  power  of  the  govern- 
ment that  obtain  in  Germany,  is  a  question  that  can  be  an- 
swered only  by  a  study  of  the  state  roads  in  other  countries 
where  these  conditions  do  not  exist. 


Some  weeks  ago  the  Argonaut  commented  on  a  letter 
written  by  Archbishop  Corrigan  to  the  Wine  and  Spirit  Ga- 
zette, which  journal  had  asked  him  to  define  his  and  the 
church's  position  on  the  liquor  traffic.  The  Gazette  "  dared 
Archbishop  Corrigan  to  enforce  in  letter  and  in  spirit  the 
Satolli  decree  against  the  liquor  traffic."  To  this  the  arch- 
bishop replied,  in  his  own  handwriting  and  over  his  sig- 
nature, as  follows  : 

"I  loyally  accept  the  principles  laid  down  by  Mgr.  Satolli,  both  in 
their  spirit  and  to  the  letter.  More  than  this,  no  Catholic  can  refuse 
to  accept  them.  Please  remember,  however,  that  acceptance  of  prin- 
ciples is  not  to  be  confounded  with  the  blind  application  of  the  same  on 
all  occasions  and  under  all  circumstances." 

The  italics  are  ours.  We  remarked  at  the  time  that  this 
was  an  eminently  Jesuitical  twist  to  the  Satolli  decrees,  and 
that  the  Papal  war  against  rum  would  probably  be  a  war  of 
sound  and  fury,  signifying  nothing.  But  we  did  not  expect 
that  this  fact  would  be  demonstrated  within  a  few  weeks. 

Yet  so  it  is.  We  find  in  a  New  York  daily  paper  the 
following  interesting  local  item  : 

"The  basket,  lunch,  and  bar  privileges  for  the  excursion  of  the 
New  York  branches  of  the  Catholic  Knights  of  America  were  sold 
last  night  to  the  highest  bidder  at  Jacob  Blank's,  Third  Avenue  and 
Sixty-Sixth  Street.  The  sale  was  advertised  to  take  place  in  the 
Convent  Hall  of  St.  Vincent  Ferrer's  Church,  Lexington  Avenue,  at 
eight  p.  M. ;  but  the  members  decided  that  the  church  was  not  the 
proper  place  to  sell  whisky  privileges,  and,  after  a  long  consultation 
on  the  sidewalk,  adjourned  to  Jacob  Blank's,  where  Edward  J.  Scully 
called  the  twenty-six  men  to  order,  and  said  he  was  ready  to  receive 
bids. 

"  The  chairman  was  seen  after  the  sale,  and  asked  if  Archbishop 
Satolli  would  countenance  the  sale  of  a  whisky  privilege  by  a  church 
organization.  '  We  don't  know,'  he  answered,  '  for  we  have  no 
official  knowledge  of  Archbishop  Satolli's  attitude  on  the  liquor 
question.' " 

In  the  account  given  by  another  daily  paper,  it  appears 
that  the  bidding  for  the  bar  privilege  was  not  spirited.  It 
finally  got  up  to  one  hundred  and  ninety  dollars,  and  was 
between  one  "Jimmie"  Roach  and  a  man  named  Wasser- 
man.  Wasserman  was  not  a  Catholic  rum-seller — only  a  plain 
rum-seller.  His  rival,  Roach,  strove  to  play  upon  this  fact, 
and  in  a  speech  remarked  :  "  I'm  a  Catholic,  and  I  think  we 
ought  to  keep  the  profits  of  this  excursion  for  one  of  our 
creed."  But  the  religious,  reverent,  and  rum-selling  Roach 
was  promptly  sat  upon  by  the  chairman,  who  remarked 
that  "they  were  not  there  for  their  health,"  and  pleaded 
with  the  other  rum-sellers  to  raise  the  bids.  "Don't  think," 
said  he,  as  reported  in  the  Herald,  "  that  because  this  is  a 
church  excursion  there  will  not  be  plenty  of  profit  at  the  bar. 
Don't  think  that  because  we  are  Catholics  we  are  not  good 
drinkers.     Come,  now,  bid  up." 

But  they  didn't  bid  up,  so  finally,  in  disgust,  Chairman 
Scully  appointed  a  man  to  bid  in  the  bar  privilege  for  the 
organization,  which  was  done.  So  the  New  York  LTnited 
Branches  of  the  Roman  Catholic  Knights  of  America  ran 
their  own  bar-room. 

It  is  very  evident  from  this  incident  that  the  fulminations 
of  Mgr.  Satolli  against  the  liquor  traffic  and  against  admit- 
ting liquor-dealers  to  Roman  Catholic  societies  are  meaning- 
less in  Roman  Catholic  eyes.  And,  as  we  remarked  at  the 
time,  the  insincerity  of  the  church's  attitude  was  betrayed  by 
Archbishop  Corrigan's  statement  over  his  own  signature, 
that  "  acceptance  of  principles  is  not  to  be  confounded  with 
the  blind  application  of  the  same."  Does  the  Roman 
Catholic  Church  apply  this  curious  Corrigan  reasoning  to  its 
acceptance  of  the  principles  of  loyalty  to  the  American  Re- 
public ? 


Senator  Jones,  of  Nevada,  has  written  a  letter  in  which 
he  formally  renounces  his  allegiance  to  the  Republican  party 
and  goes  over  to  the  Populists.  He  declares  that  although 
he  still  believes  in  the  Republican  system  of  protection,  as 
against  the  Democratic  theory  of  free  trade,  he  considers 
this  and  all  the  other  issues  between  the  two  great  parties  as 
secondary  to  the  question  of  silver.  He  further  says  that 
the  hostility  of  the  Republican  party  to  silver  has  driven 
him  into  the  Populist  ranks. 

Senator  Jones's  letter  is  not  logical.  The  Republican 
party,  as  an  organization,  is  not  on  record  as  being  opposed 
to  silver.  The  repeal  of  the  silver-purchase  act  was  accom- 
plished by  a  Democratic  House  and  Senate,  and  approved 
by  a  Democratic  President.  At  this  very  time,  when  Sen- 
ator Jones  is  renouncing  his  allegiance  to  the  party  in  whose 


ranks  he  has  so  long  fought,  Republican  conventions  on 
every  hand  are  incorporating  planks  in  their  platforms  in 
favor  of  free  silver  coinage.  The  platform  of  the  California 
Republican  Convention  contains  such  a  plank.  There- 
fore, as  we  say,  the  party  as  a  party  is  not  on  record  as 
opposed  to  free  silver.  There  are  doubtless  many  individ- 
uals in  it  who  are  opposed  to  the  free  coinage  of  silver,  but 
so  are  there  in  the  Democratic  party.  It  is  probable  that  in 
each  of  the  two  great  parties  there  is  an  almost  equal  divi- 
sion of  sentiment  on  this  question  of  the  unlimited  coinage 
of  silver. 

We  are  much  inclined  to  think  that  Senator  Jones's  de- 
sertion of  his  old  colors  is  a  question  of  expediency  rather 
than  of  conscience.  His  term  expires  in  a  couple  of  years. 
His  State  has  become  hopelessly  Populistic.  His  colleague, 
Senator  Stewart,  has  turned  Populist.  There  is,  therefore, 
no  chance  for  his  reelection  as  a  Republican,  and  Senator 
Jones  would  rather  be  reelected  as  a  Populist  than  not  re- 
elected at  all. 

We  are  sorry  that  Senator  Jones  has  deserted  his  old 
friends.  We  do  not  think  that  he  will  find  congenial  com- 
pany among  his  new  friends.  Every  kind  of  crank  is 
found  among  the  Populists.  This  year  they  are  to  be 
joined  by  "  organized  labor."  In  Ohio,  they  have  made  a 
coalition  ticket  with  the  labor  unions,  and  one  plank  of  their 
platform  pronounces  "  in  favor  of  collective  ownership  by 
the  people  of  all  means  of  production  and  distribution "  ; 
another  "demands  the  immediate  nationalization  of  tele- 
graph and  telephone  lines "  ;  another  "  demands  govern- 
mental ownership  of  railroad  lines,  street  railways,  and 
gas,  water,  and  electric  light  plants."  This  is  drifting  to- 
ward socialism.  If  the  Populist  party  were  to  succeed,  the 
drift  would  be  from  socialism  to  anarchism. 

It  is  with  this  party  that  Senator  Jones  has  allied  himself. 
He  has  left  the  party  of  Lincoln,  of  Grant,  of  Garfield,  of 
Blaine,  of  Sherman,  of  Harrison,  and  of  Reed,  and  has 
gone  over  to  the  party  of  Pennoyer  of  Oregon,  Peffer  of 
Kansas,  Waite  of  Colorado,  and  Altgeld  of  Illinois. 


The  two  richest  families  in  the  United  States — the  Astors 
and  the  Vanderbilts — are  both  figuring  in  the  newspapers  at 
present,  and  much  unenviable  publicity  is  given  them  in  the 
columns  of  the  press.  In  both  cases  there  is  an  infinitude  of 
unsavory  scandal,  and  in  one  case  a  divorce-suit  is  begun 
and  in  the  other  a  suit  is  threatened.  This  is  the  first  time 
either  of  those  families  has  figured  in  the  divorce  courts,  and 
it  is  indeed  remarkable  how  free  from  scandal  has  been  that 
small  circle  of  the  very  rich  in  New  York  which  is  the  near- 
est correlative  to  the  English  aristocracy — a  circle  where 
scandals  are  as  numerous  and  as  noisome  as  toad-stools. 
There  is  a  fierce  light  which  beats  around  great  wealth  in 
this  country,  and  it  is  only  of  recent  years  that  the 
wealthy  families  of  the  East  have  been  unable  to 
withstand  that  light.  There  is  a  strong  Puritan  tinge 
to  the  civilization  of  this  country  which  has  kept  its 
households  clean.  But  during  the  last  decade  or  so  it  has 
become  the  fashion  -for  the  wealthier  class  to  spend  much 
time  in  Europe.  Whatever  effect  it  may  have  had  upon 
their  manners,  it  certainly  has  not  improved  their  morals. 
The  very  shady  American  colonies  in  the  large  European 
cities,  the  pigeon-plucking  noblemen  and  titled  demi-reps 
who  love  the  traveling  American,  the  curious  ideas  on  con- 
jugal morality  which  prevail  in  Belgravia  and  in  the  noble 
Faubourg — all  these  have  had  their  effect  on  those  wealthy 
American  men  and  women  who  spend  much  time  abroad. 
It  is  not  a  good  effect.  It  often  makes  the  men  gamblers, 
and  the  women  worse. 

The  manner  in  which  the  Democratic  Municipal  Conven- 
tion in  San  Francisco  is  to  have  its  birth  is  extraordinary, 
even  in  that  extraordinary  party.  Its  members  are  to  be 
appointed  by  the  Democratic  County  Committee.  Four 
hundred  and  fifty  are  to  be  thus  appointed,  and  one  hun- 
dred and  fifty  more  are  to  be  appointed  by  a  committee  of 
eighteen  elected  by  the  assembly  district  clubs.  This  will 
make  a  highly  representative  body,  but  it  does  not  seem  to 
us  to  represent  the  people,  or  even  the  Democratic  party,  but 
merely  the  county  committee.  Yet  this  body  is  to  nominate 
all  the  city  officials  from  the  mayor  down,  including  the 
school  directors,  and  legislative  candidates  as  well.  And 
this  important  convention  is  to  be  appointed  by  the  Demo- 
cratic County  Committee  !     It  will  be  a  daisy. 


The  Bulletin  and  Call  are  much  exercised  over  the  rumor 
that  Colonel  D.  M.  Burns  is  to  have  a  hand  in  the  primaries 
for  the  coming  Republican  Municipal  Convention.  They 
talk  of  "boss  rule,"  and  insinuate  that  the  way  to  neutralize 
it  is  to  run  a  non-partisan  ticket.  Vet  these  same  journals 
supported  a  non-partisan  convention  two  years  ago  which 
Colonel  Burns  carried  around  in  his  breech' 
Why  this  change  of  heart  ? 


THE         ARGONAUT. 


September  io,  1894. 


A    SYLVAN    GODDESS. 


How  Juanito,  the  Tenor,  Broke  the  Spell  be  had  'Woven. 

She  was  born  in  Rome,  the  city  of  grand  memories.  The 
daughter  of  the  Duke  de  Somenita,  she  had  been  an  orphan 
from  earliest  infancy.  Her  education  had  been  delegated 
by  her  guardians,  the  Count  de  Sestri  and  his  wife — who 
were  prominent  figures  in  the  gay  world,  and  received  much 
in  their  Roman  palace  in  winter  and  in  summer  at  their  villa 
at  Quisisana — to  Miss  Smithson,  her  English  governess, 
who  chose  the  best  professors  to  give  her  an  education 
worthy  of  the  future  queen  of  Roman  society. 

For  Donna  Stefana  was  a  very  beautiful  girL  Though 
only  sixteen,  she  already  had  a  dignity  beyond  her  years  ; 
her  large  eyes,  like  those  of  the  Isis  in  the  Vatican,  were 
frank  and  brilliant  ;  her  cameo-like  profile,  her  scarlet  lips, 
the  shape  and  poise  of  her  head,  her  lithe  figure,  suggested 
an  antique  statue.  By  constant  association  with  the  master- 
pieces of  art,  one  takes  on,  in  some  measure,  their  charac- 
teristics ;  and  Donna  Stefana  preferred  to  worldly  dis- 
tractions long  walks  in  the  Vatican  galleries,  moonlit  evenings 
in  the  Colosseum,  and  excursions  to  Tivoli  and  Frascati. 

While  Donna  Stefana  was  still  a  young  girl,  she  was 
allowed  to  devote  herself  to  her  artistic  tastes.  She  painted, 
she  sang,  she  recited,  and  her  professors  were  delighted  with 
her  talents.  But  when  she  attained  her  eighteenth  year,  she 
was  obliged  to  appear  at  the  countess's  drawing-rooms. 
"  Donna  Stefanita,"  as  the  countess's  intimates  called  her, 
had  to  maintain  her  share  in  fashionable  chatter,  to  dress,  to 
confer  with  milliners,  to  pass  her  nights  at  balls  dancing  with 
young  men  who  seemed  to  her  either  importunate  or  weari- 
some.    She  was  like  a  goddess  strayed  among  mortals. 

At  home  or  abroad,  she  was  always  dressed  in  white. 
The  countess  chaffed  her  about  this  odd  preference  and 
called  her  "the  polychrome  statue"  —  Donna  Stefana's 
clear  complexion  having  a  little  the  translucent  yellow  tint  of 
Egyptian  alabaster. 

But  fate  had  decreed  that  that  statue  should  suddenly  be 
called  to  life.  One  evening  at  Quisisana,  Miss  Smithson 
and  her  pupil  were  lingering  in  that  delightful  forest,  whose 
beauties  are  too  little  known  to  strangers.  The  great  jet  of 
the  fountain  fell  in  silvery  spray  under  the  moon's  beams 
and  lent  a  refreshing  coolness  to  the  warmth  of  an  Italian 
July  night.  The  air  was  delicious,  and  Miss  Smithson  did 
not,  as  was  her  custom,  urge  Donna  Stefana  to  hasten 
back  to  the  villa  and  dress  for  the  countess's  reception. 

The  nightingales  were  singing  in  the  midst  of  the  silent 
forest,  when  suddenly  they  stopped,  interrupted  by  a  stronger 
song,  accompanied  by  a  guitar  swept  by  a  practiced  hand. 
It  was  the  song  of  Rhadames  from  the  first  act  of  "  Aida." 
Then  several  voices  intoned  the  chorus  of  the  priests  of 
Osiris,  but  as  there  were  only  male  voices,  the  song  of  the 
priestess  was,  perforce,  taken  by  the  guitar.  Moved  by  the 
artist's  impulse,  Donna  Stefana,  when  it  came  to  the  song 
again,  took  it  up  with  a  fullness  of  voice  made  only  the 
greater  by  the  sonorousness  of  the  forest ;  then  the  singers 
continued,  and  Rhadames  ended  the  scene. 

After  a  moment  of  silence,  Donna  Stefana  and  Miss 
Smithson  saw  a  troup  of  singers,  dressed  as  tourists,  emerge 
from  the  forest,  evidently  in  search  of  the  fair  singer.  At 
their  head  walked  a  dark  young  man,  who  wore  a  Tyrolean 
hat,  such  as  the  Milanese  wear  when  they  travel.  He  was 
dark,  with  an  aquiline  profile,  a  pointed  beard,  his  mus- 
taches turning  up,  and  deep-set  black  eyes. 

Donna  Stefana,  not  yet  recovered  from  her  emotion, 
stood  erect  near  the  basin,  dressed  as  usual  in  white. 

"  It  is  Isis  herself !  "  exclaimed  the  singer.  "  Goddess  or 
mortal,  tell  me,  I  conjure  you,"  he  continued,  uncovering 
and  sinking  on  one  knee  before  her,  "  who  are  you  ?  " 

11 1  am  Donna  Stefana,"  involuntarily  replied  the  fasci- 
nated girL 

"  Duchess  de  Somenita,"  added  Miss  Smithson.  "  Pray 
do  not  forget  that,  sir,  and  let  us  pass." 

The  singer  rose,  gave  a  signal  at  which  his  suite  opened 
to  give  free  passage  to  the  ladies,  and  bowed  gracefully 
.  before  them. 

"  I  am  Don  Enrique  de  Britta,  known  on  the  stage  as 
Juanito,"  he  said.  "  It  is  to  be  regretted  that  the  signora  is 
a  duchess.  What  an  Aida  she  would  make  at  the  Teatro 
San  Carlo  !  » 

Donna  Stefana  did  not  reply.  Miss  Smithson  mur- 
mured a  dry  "Thank  you,  sir,"  and  taking  her  pupil's  arm, 
drew  her  to  the  drive,  where  a  carriage  awaited  them.  A 
moment  later  the  mysterious  Isis  disappeared  from  the  daz- 
zled eyes  of  Juanito  and  his  companions. 

"  What  an  adventure  ! "  cried  one  of  the  young  fellows, 
who  were  French  artists  from  the  Medicis  Villa,  in  Rome, 
now  on  their  summer  vacation. 

"  She  is  the  Duchess  de  Somenita,  the  great  heiress," 
murmured  Juanito,  "  and  the  Count  de  Sestri  is  her 
guardian." 

"  You  are  dreaming,  Juanito,"  laughed  Sartige,  a  Parisian 
painter  and  a  great  friend  of  the  tenor.  "  Has  the  God- 
dess Isis  fascinated  you  ?  Take  care,  she  is  only  a  young 
girL  She  is  not  the  Countess  X  or  the  Princess  Z. 
She  will  not  send  you  a  little  note  with  a  thousand  sweet 
nothings  in  it." 

"No,  she  will  not  write  to  me,  but " 

"But "    repeated    Sartige.      "Come,    confess    your 

thoughts." 

"I  think  she  already  loves  me,"  Juanito  said,  in  a  low 
tune,  "and  quite  as  much  as  I  love  her." 

"Indeed!"  Sartige  replied;  but  he  said  nothing  more, 
for,  knowing  Juanito's  romantic  life,  he  knew  that  he  was  of 
the  race  of  charmers. 

"Come,  Juanito,"  said  one  of  the  band,  "let  us  continue 

our  stroll.     We  should  make  the  most  of  such  a  night." 

L  1  :t    us    serenade    Count    Sestri's    villa,"    said    Juanito. 

here  is  a  reception  there  this  evening,  and  they  will  be 

tited  with  the  surprise  ;  each  signora  will  imagine  it  is 

ier  especial  honor,"  and  the  young  fellows  slung  their 


guitars  over  their  shoulders,  and  set  forth  with  springing 
tread. 

They  soon  emerged  from  the  forest,  and  finally  stood  be- 
fore the  high  wall,  surmounted  by  a  terraced  walk,  that  be- 
longed to  the  Sestri  villa- 
After  a  brief  prelude  on  the  guitars,  they  intoned  the 
serenade  of  Flotow's  "  Indra,"  and  then  Juanito  sang  the 
inimitable  and  classic  serenade  of  Almavivain  "  II  Barbiere." 

At  the  first  notes,  the  guests  in  the  villa  streamed  out 
upon  the  terrace.  Donna  Stefana,  with  a  light  veil 
thrown  over  her  head,  seated  herself  on  the  parapet  just  op- 
posite to  Juanito,  who  devoured  her  with  his  eyes  as  he 
sang.  At  the  end  of  the  serenade,  she  let  fall  a  spray  of 
jasmine,  which  Juanito  caught  up  and  pressed  to  his  lips. 

The  ladies  took  the  cue,  and  covered  the  ground  with 
flowers,  the  men  applauding  madly. 

"  Come  in,  gentlemen,"  said  the  Count  de  Sestri ;  "  you 
are  welcome  to  my  house." 

Juanito,  followed  by  the  delighted  French  artists, 
ascended  the  marble  steps  that  gave  access  to  the  gardens 
of  the  villa.  The  count  and  his  guests  came  to  meet  the 
merry  troup,  and  conducted  them  to  the  other  side  of  the 
villa,  on  that  famous  lawn  whence  one  sees  Vesuvius  and 
Naples  framed,  as  it  were,  by  the  immense  trees  of  the 
garden.  Juanito  sang  untiringly,  stopping  only  to  let  his 
friends  sing  the  choruses  of  the  most  famous  operas.  The 
painter,  Sartige,  sang  the  barcarolle  from  "  La  Muette  de 
Portici,"  and  they  ended  with  the  prayer  from  that  opera, 
which,  though  it  was  composed  by  a  Frenchman,  is  essen- 
tially Neapolitan  from  beginning  to  end. 

Meanwhile,  footmen  spread  a  table  on  the  lawn,  and  the 
company  supped  there  under  the  stars,  laughing  and  singing. 
The  ladies  were  delighted  to  meet  thus  intimately  artists  who 
were  such  good  company,  so  full  of  wit  and  jollity. 

Juanito  managed  to  be  placed  at  table  near  Donna 
Stefana,  who,  under  the  influence  of  his  glances,  fell  more  and 
more  under  his  charm.  She  looked  only  at  him,  and  with  a 
depth  of  emotion  entirely  foreign  to  her  usual  character.  She 
wished  that  the  whole  universe  might  disappear  from  her 
sight  and  that  she  might  be  left  alone  to  adore  her  idol,  like 
a  heathen  kneeling  before  her  god. 

At  the  end  of  the  supper,  young  Prince  Andreo  Benito, 
an  enthusiastic  lover  of  music,  proposed  the  health  of 
Juanito.  "To  Don  Juanito,  king  of  tenors,"  he  said  ;  "to 
his  glory  and  his  triumph  !  " 

Juanito  thanked  him  with  a  graceful  gesture.  "  I  drink  to 
our  amphitryon,"  he  said.  "And  to  the  goddess  of  the 
forests  of  Quisisana,  who  directed  my  steps  hither,"  he 
added,  looking  fixedly  at  Donna  Stefana,  "to  the  goddess 
whom  I  adore  and  who  is  ever  in  my  thoughts." 

Donna  Stefana  paled  under  this  bold  declaration,  which 
was  comprehensible  to  her  alone. 

Dawn  was  breaking  over  the  Apennines  when  the  party 
broke  up,  tinting  their  snow-clad  peaks  with  a  rosy  glow. 
Juanito  and  his  friends  descended  to  Castellamare  di  Stabia, 
where  they  took  lodgings  at  the  hotel.  The  next  day,  it  was 
arranged,  they  were  to  visit  Salerno  and  Amalfi,  but  Juanito 
made  pretext  of  business  at  Naples  to  let  his  companions 
leave  without  him. 

"  You  are  staying  at  Quisisana,"  declared  Sartige,  who 
knew  him  of  old,  "  to  see  that  young  girl,  and  I  assure  you 
you  are  making  a  mistake.  She  is  not  one  of  the  whimsical 
and  passionate  creatures  you  are  used  to  meeting.  Believe 
me,  you  will  do  well  to  let  her  forget  you." 

"Forget  me  !"  said  Juanito.  "Do  you  think  her  capa- 
ble of  it?  If  I  thought  she  could,  I  would  not  take  the 
trouble  to  see  her  again." 

"  True,"  sighed  Sartige,  "  you  are  unforgettable.  Fate 
has  given  you  the  form  of  a  hero  of  romance,  with  a  voice 
more  than  seductive.  You  combine  with  Mephisto's  adroit- 
ness the  gentleness  of  a  Romeo.  Poor  Goddess  Isis,  poor 
Donna  Stefana  !     I  pity  her." 

"And  why? — since  I  love  her,"  replied  Juanito,  with  such 
naive  simplicity  that  Sartige  made  no  reply,  but  shrugged  his 
shoulders  and  followed  his  companions. 

That  very  evening,  Juanito,  guided  by  that  instinct  innate 
in  the  bom  gallant,  posted  himself  near  the  fountain  in  the 
forest.  He  was  sure  that  Donna  Stefana  would  go  there, 
involuntarily  attracted  by  the  remembrance  of  the  night  be- 
fore. And,  in  fact,  scarcely  had  he  thrown  himself  on  the 
moss  at  the  foot  of  a  grand  old  oak  when  he  saw  the  young 
girl  appear  alone,  followed  by  a  great  Russian  hound,  her 
favorite  dog.  She  passed  around  the  basin  and,  stopping  at 
the  very  place  where  she  had  stood  on  the  previous  evening, 
heaved  a  deep  sigh.  Juanito  arose,  and,  approaching  her, 
stepped  into  the  path  of  light  thrown  by  the  moon.  She 
saw  him,  and  seemed  petrified  with  surprise.  He  profited 
by  this  to  approach,  and  sank  down  on  one  knee  beside  her. 

"  Do  not  be  frightened,"  he  said  ;  "  I  have  stayed  here 
because  I  love  you,"  The  man  seemed  to  grant  a  favor  in 
declaring  that  he  deigned  to  love  her,  and  he  was  disin- 
genuously frank. 

In  her  innocence,  Donna  Stefana  did  not  comprehend 
this  trick.  She  let  her  hand  slip  into  his,  and,  sunk  in  inex- 
pressible ecstasy,  drank  in  the  sweet  words  he  murmured  in 
her  ear.  It  was  he — he,  the  man  who  had  so  completely 
fascinated  her  being — who  was  there  on  his  knees  before 
her.  Seeing  her  trembling  with  emotion,  Juanito  slipped  his 
arm  about  her  waist. 

Many  young  men  had  held  their  arms  about  her  in  dan- 
cing and  Donna  Stefana  had  felt  no  emotion.  Juanito's 
arm  seemed  to  be  a  circle  of  flame  that  burned  her. 
Frightened,  she  gently  pushed  him  from  her. 

At  that  moment,  Miss  Smithson,  who  had  been  detained 
at  the  villa,  rejoined  her  pupil. 

'■  Sir,"  she  cried,  "what  are  you  doing!  Do  not  touch 
Donna  Stefana !" 

"Donna  Stefana  felt  ill,"  Juanito  replied,  "and  I  was 
supporting  her.  Moreover,  my  intentions  are  perfectly  hon- 
orable ;  if  Donna  Stefana  will  deign  to  give  me  her  hand, 
I  will  accept  it  on  my  knees." 

"  You  should  make  such  a  request  of  Count  Sestri,"  Miss 
Smithson  replied.     "  Permit  us  to  retire,"  and  the  governess 


led  Donna  Stefana  away,  with  a  gesture  forbidding  Juanito 
to  follow  them. 

The  next  day  Count  Sestri  received  a  letter  from  Juanito. 
On  reading  it,  he  burst  out  laughing  and  went  to  the  count- 
ess's apartment  to  share  his  hilarity  with  her.  There  he 
found  Donna  Stefana  and  Miss  Smithson. 

He  gave  Juanito's  letter  to  the  countess,  and  then  turned 
to  Donna  Stefana. 

"  My  dear  child,"  he  said,  "  you  have  made  a  conquest. 
This  fool  of  a  Juanito  wants  to  abandon  his  career  of  con- 
quests and  triumphs  in  two  continents  to  marry  you.  What 
can  have  got  into  his  head  !  The  idea  of  his  marrying  the 
daughter  of  a  noble  house  and  dragging  her  from  city  to 
city,  leading  such  a  Bohemian  existence  as  his  !  He  is  a 
rich  Bohemian,  to  be  sure,  but  he  is  a  singer,  a  mountebank, 
look  at  it  as  you  will.  It  is  such  preposterous  folly  that  I 
shall  not  take  the  trouble  to  reply  to  his  ridiculous  proposal." 

The  countess  disdainfully  tossed  the  letter  into  a  basket. 

"He  is  mad!"  she  commented,  calmly.  "But  it  is 
luncheon-time.  Give  me  your  arm,  count,  and  forget  this 
impertinence.  And  do  not  tell  any  one  of  it  ;  such  an  ad- 
venture can  not  fail  to  tarnish  the  reputation  of  a  young  girl 
of  our  world." 

Donna  Stefana  said  nothing,  but  in  a  flash  she  meas- 
ured the  gulf  that  the  world  put  between  her  and  the  tenor. 

After  luncheon,  she  went  down  to  Castellamare  and  took 
the  train.  She  knew  that  Juanito  was  staying  with  Sartige, 
whose  studio  was  well  known  in  Chiatamonte.  She  inquired 
her  way  thither,  and,  leaving  Miss  Smithson  in  the  carriage, 
mounted  the  stairs  alone.  As  a  milliner  also  lived  in  the 
house,  she  gave  as  a  pretext  certain  directions  about  trim- 
ming a  hat  that  she  must  give  personally.  She  entered  the 
studio,  softly  opening  the  door,  and  found  herself  confronted 
by  a  curtain  that  served  as  a  screen  before  the  door. 
Frightened  at  her  own  audacity,  she  stopped,  and  then  she 
heard  her  name  spoken. 

"Donna  Stefana,"  Sartige  was  saying,  "is  a  pure  and 
well-born  young  girl,  and  the  count  will  never  give  her  to 
you  willingly.  And  what  would  you  do  with  her  in  your 
nomadic  life  ! — she  would  only  be  a  drag  on  you.  I  can 
not  picture  you  as  a  staid  father  of  a  family,  in  slippers  and 
dressing-gown.  What  will  you  do,  too,  with  the  mistresses 
you  have,  scattered  all  over  Europe  ?  And  then  you  know 
that,  once  married,  a  tenor  loses  all  prestige  in  the  eyes  of 
the  public.  You  will  be  irritated  by  it,  you  will  want  to 
prove  that  you  are  still  the  hero  of  all  your  romances. 
Poor  Donna  Stefana,  I  pity  her,"  and  Sartige  continued, 
as  he  spoke,  to  paint  from  his  model,  a  pretty  Transtevertne 
girl  disguised  for  the  nonce  as  Summer.  "  Don't  move, 
Bianca,  you  are  posed  perfectly,"  he  said  to  the  girl  ; 
"  that  is,  unless  you  want  to  go  and  kiss  my  friend  Juanito, 
to  make  him  forget  his  matrimonial  projects." 

"That's  a  suggestion  not  to  be  refused,"  laughed  Bianca, 
and  she  bounded  on  Juanito's  knees,  pressing  her  ripe  lips  to 
his — an  attention  to  which  Juanito  did  not  fail  to  respond  in 
kind. 

"Ah,  my  boy,  when  1  see  you  like  this,  I  recognize  my 
old  Juanito,"  exclaimed  Sartige.  "Women  who  are  not 
hampered  by  prejudices  are  the  kind  for  you — models, 
actresses,  great  ladies  who  receive  you  by  a  private  staircase. 
But  a  young  girl ! — I  can  not  imagine  you  coupled  to  such 
purity." 

"  Egad,  I  think  you're  right,"  said  Juanito.  "  I  was  a  fool 
to  write  that  letter." 

"  You  may  rest  easy  on  that  score,"  replied  Sartige.  "  The 
count  will  no  more  answer  it  than  if  it  had  never  been  writ- 
ten." 

At  that  moment  there  was  a  knock  at  the  door  at  the  fur- 
ther end  of  the  room,  and  a  servant  entered  and  handed  a 
letter  to  Juanito.  As  the  tenor  tore  open  the  envelope,  sev- 
eral thousand-franc  bank-notes  fluttered  to  the  floor. 

"  Twenty-five  thousand  francs  !  "  exclaimed  Sartige,  as  he 
gathered  them  up.  "  WThere  does  such  a  windfall  drop 
from  ?  " 

"Read  for  yourself,"  replied  Juanito,  and  he  handed  the 
letter  to  Sartige  and  impressed  a  kiss  on  Bianca's  dimpled 
shoulder. 

Sartige  read  the  letter  : 

"  Dear  Signor  Juanito  :  Inclosed  please  find  twenty-five  thou- 
sand francs,  which  1  beg  you  will  accept  for  the  delightful  serenade 
you  were  good  enough  to  give  us  the  other  evening.  Believe  me,  the 
countess  and  I  are  greatly  obliged  to  you.  Pray  accept  my  excuses 
for  the  trifling  amount  of  the  inclosure,  and  permit  me  to  sign  myself 
always  your  grateful  SESTRI." 

"  Bravo  !  "  cried  Sartige.  "  A  pretty  reply,  truly,  and 
from  a  true  grand  seigneur.'  Well,  what  are  you  going  to 
do  now  ?  " 

"Oh,  well,  I  shall  skip  off  to  Rome  and  Paris.  I  have 
something  now  to  have  a  little  time  on,  before  I  sail  for 
America." 

"  Take  me  with  you,"  pleaded  Bianca.  "  I  want  to  go 
to  Paris." 

"So  you  shall,  my  beauty,"  replied  Juanito,  "and  here's 
something  to  bring  you  luck,"  and  he  pressed  some  bank- 
notes into  her  hand. 

Donna  Stefana,  descended  the  stairs  with  tottering 
steps,  and  fell  into  the  arms  of  the  astonished  and  terrified 
Miss  Smithson.  Arrived  at  Quisisana,  she  was  carried  to 
her  room,  and  it  was  two  months  before  she  rose  from  her 
bed,  very  pale,  but  more  beautiful  than  ever.  She  had  ac- 
quired that  sphinx-like  beauty  that  is  possessed  only  by 
women  who  have  been  torn  by  passion  and  suffering. 

Two  years  later  she  married  the  young  Duke  de  Welzio, 
Prince  de  Bertini.  Proud  and  calm,  covered  with  diamonds, 
her  little  duchess's  crown  upon  the  rare  lace  that  had  veiled 
her  beautiful  head,  she  stepped  forth  on  her  husband's  arm 
from  the  basilica  of  Santa  Maria  Maggiore,  where  the  cere- 
mony had  just  taken  place. 

In  the  midst  of  the  crowd  before  her  she  saw  Juanito,  his 
eyes  fixed  on  her  as  if  in  mute  supplication.  Not  a  muscle,, 
not  a  fibre  moved  ;  she  did  not  even  turn  away  to  avoid  his 
look,  which  shone  upon  her  as  a  ray  of  sunshine  might  rest 
on  an  icicle,  without  melting  it. — Translated  for  the  Argo- 
naut from  the  French  of  Lydie  Paschkoff. 


September  io,  1894. 


THE        ARGONAUT. 


8 


HOLY    COATS. 


The  Holy  Tunic  of  Treves,  the  Holy  Coat  of  Argenteuil,  and  Others. 

The  Bishop  of  Treves  has  written  a  book  upon  the 
"  Holy  Coat  of  Treves,"  or,  as  it  is  more  appropriately 
called  by  the  French,  the  "  Holy  Tunic."  In  this  book  he 
claims  for  the  Treves  tunic  the  reputation  of  being  the  sole 
and  identical  tunic  which,  from  the  crucifixion  and  from 
the  Roman  soldiery,  among  whom  it  fell,  was  finally  pre- 
sented by  the  Empress  Helena  to  the  Cathedral  of  Treves. 
This  book  of  Bishop  Korum,  of  Treves,  revives  the  ques- 
tion as  to  the  authenticity  of  all  the  holy  coats  known  to 
exist.  A  history  of  these  is  not  without  interest.  Treves 
and  Argenteuil  make  the  most  connected  claims.  . 

M.  Guerin,  in  a  small  volume  of  three  hundred  and  ninety- 
one  pages,  published  in  Paris  in  the  year  1S45,  gives  us  a 
most  detailed  account  of  the  Argenteuil  tunic.  It  is  prob- 
ably as  an  opposition  to  the  book  of  Guerin  that  at  this  late 
day  comes  the  work  of  Bishop  Korum.  The  seamlessness 
of  the  coat  is  not,  according  to  Guerin,  anything  extraor- 
dinary, as  among  the  early  as  well  as  the  later  Israelites 
hand-looms  were  worked  that  made  seamless  garments,  and 
in  some  parts  of  the  Orient  -  such  garments  are  still  be- 
ing made.  The  early  fathers  of  the  church  have  given  this 
subject  considerable  attention  and  have  decided  that  the 
tunic  of  our  Lord  was  seamless. 

The  habitual  dress  of  the  Israelites  consisted  of  a  simple 
tunic,  the  chetonet  and  the  mantle,  or  mehii ;  the  former 
were  made  of  some  white  material — either  linen  or  of  wool 
—  and  at  times  colored  in  either  purple  or  brown. 
Wealthy  persons,  or  persons  high  in  office,  usually  wore 
white  ;  royalty  always  wore  white.  The  mantle  consisted 
of  a  single  piece  of  uncut  cloth.  Besides  these  two  articles, 
a  robe  was  at  times  worn  over  the  tunic,  the  latter  being 
worn  next  to  the  body.  St.  Chrysostom  states  that  the 
holy  tunic  was  made  of  wool  and  was  of  a  brown  color, 
this  being  the  material  and  color  of  which  the  tunics  of  the 
poorer  Israelites  were  made. 

The  Holy  Tunic  of  Argenteuil  first  fell  to  the  lot  of  the 
infantryman  from  whom  it  was  purchased  by  Pontius  Pilate, 
who,  being  recalled  to  Rome  to  answer  for  divers  irregular- 
ities— Pilate  having  been  a  son  of  a  regular  Tammany  Boss 
while  in  Palestine — donned  the  tunic  to  avert  any  Boss 
Tweed  consequences.  It  is  related  that  the  holy  coat  saved 
him  from  conviction  at  his  trial.  St.  Veronica,  however, 
having  seen  through  the  scheme  of  Pilate,  pointed  out  to 
Caius  Caligula  how  Pilate  had  escaped  ;  being  divested  of 
his  protector,  he  was  at  once  found  guilty  and  sentenced  to 
banishment  into  Germany,  where  he  ended  his  life  by  sui- 
cide. For  this  early  history  of  the  tunic  we  are  indebted 
to  Matthew,  a  Benedictine  monk  of  Westminster.  The 
church  fathers  do  not  all  believe  in  the  above  version  ; 
they  believe  that  the  tunic  was  treasured  by  the  faithful 
after  the  event  of  Calvary,  and  that  in  the  sixth  century  it 
was  in  Galatia,  in  the  Church  of  the  Holy  Archangels,  in  a 
town  some  one  hundred  miles  distant  from  Constantinople, 
whither  it  had  been  taken  by  its  guardians.  From  this 
church  the  tunic  was  transferred  to  Zaphat,  or  Jaffa,  and 
thence  returned  to  Jerusalem,  this  latter  removal  being 
made  in  great  pomp  and  presided  over  by  the  Patriarch  of 
Jerusalem  and  the  Patriarchs  of  Antioch  and  of  Constanti- 
nople. In  the  year  614,  the  Persians  sacked  Jerusalem,  and 
the  holy  tunic  went  to  Persia.  In  627,  Heraclius  defeated 
the  Persians,  recaptured  the  tunic  and  the  true  cross,  with 
which  he  returned  to  Constantinople,  and  in  629  he  returned 
the  relics  to  Jerusalem.  Fearing  for  their  safety,  he  again 
took  them  to  Constantinople ;  four  years  afterward,  the 
Holy  City  fell  into  the  hands  of  the  Saracens,  who  held  it 
until  driven  out  by  the  crusaders.  The  holy  tunic  remained 
in  the  imperial  city  of  the  East  until  the  ninth  century,  when 
it  was  presented  by  the  Empress  Irene  to  Charlemagne,  who 
endowed  the  Abbey  of  Argenteuil  with  the  holy  relic,  his 
sister  and  daughter  being  among  its  inmates.  During  the 
Norman  incursions  the  tunic  was  lost,  but  it  was  refound 
in  the  twelfth  century,  it  having  been  secreted  in  the  wall  of 
the  abbey  by  the  fleeing  monks.  As  to  how  it  escaped  the 
destruction  that  attended  all  relics  during  the  period  of  the 
French  Revolution,  we  are  told  that  a  priest  secreted  the 
tunic  in  a  garden,  whence  it  was  again  brought  to  light 
after  the  storm  had  blown  over. 

The  miracles  ascribed  as  having  emanated  from  the  Holy 
Tunic  of  Argenteuil  are  unnumbered. 

An  impious  and  sacrilegious  antiquary  has  resurrected  the 
history  of  the  contemporaneous  existence  of  divers  other 
holy  coats.  The  most  formidable  of  these  opponents  to  the 
Argenteuil  tunic  is  the  one  of  Treves,  which  is  believed  by 
the  faithful,  however,  to  have  been  the  robe  which  the  Israel- 
ites were  wont  to  wear  next  to  the  tunic.  That  our  Lord 
wore  a  robe,  or  outer  coat,  is  undoubted,  as  the  robe  was 
worn  flowing  when  at  home  or  in  the  house,  and  tucked  up 
and  girded  about  the  loins  when  out  The  soldiery  divided 
this  garment  at  the  crucifixion,  and  these  consisted  of  the 
mantle,  robe,  and  of  the  tunic.  The  robe  undoubtedly  went 
to  Treves  and  the  tunic  to  Argenteuil.  Had  He  possessed 
more  than  one  tunic,  we  might  infer  that  two  of  these  were 
still  in  existence.  It  is  plain,  however,  that  the  only  tunic  in 
question  was  the  one  from  the  crucifixion  ;  besides,  the  early 
fathers  claim  that  only  one  tunic  had  ever  existed,  it  having 
been  woven  by  His  mother  when  He  was  still  a  child,  and 
which  miraculously  grew  in  size  and  proportions  with  the  re- 
quirements of  time — never  requiring  renewals. 

Russia  is  also  said   to  possess  the  authentic  holy  coat. 
How  this  came  about  was   in  this  manner.     The  Roman 
armies  were  then  made  up  of  legionaries  from  the  distant 
provinces,    as  well  as  from  Rome  or  its  more    immediate 
neighborhood.     Among  the  guard  that  pitched  dice  on  Cal- 
vary was  a  legionary  from  Georgia — not  one  of  Sherman's  j 
foragers,  but   from  Georgia  in  Asia — and  to  him  fell  the  I 
luck  of  throwing  three  sixes,  which  none  of  the  others  could 
even  tie.     The  tunic  fell  to  his  throw.     This  Georgian  legion-  I 
ary  kept  his  prize,  and  on  his  return  home,  carried  the  tunic  I 


along  with  him,  where,  falling  into  the  hands  of  the  faithful, 
a  church  was  speedily  erected  for  its  shrine.  In  time,  Persia 
made  a  raid  into  Georgia — this  was  during  one  of  those 
senseless  and  ever- recurring  wars — and  the  holy  coat  was 
carried  to  Persia,  falling  to  the  lot  of  the  great  Shah  of  that 
country.  The  Shah,  being  under  some  obligation  to  the 
Czar  Michael  of  Russia,  made  him  a  present  of  the  holy 
coat.  The  Czar  at  once  instituted  an  inquisition  to  establish 
the  authenticity  or  identity  of  the  garment,  and  from  the 
Grand  Patriarch  of  Jerusalem,  then  accidentally  and  provi- 
dentially on  a  visit  at  Moscow,  he  learned  that  it  was  the 
prevailing  opinion  in  Palestine  that  the  holy  coat  was  in 
Georgia,  as  it  had  fallen  to  the  lot  of  a  Georgian  soldier, 
who  had  departed  with  it  to  his  native  land.  After  this  cer- 
tification on  the  part  of  the  ancient  patriarch,  it  alone  re- 
mained for  the  holy  coat  to  establish  its  identity  by  perform- 
ing some  wonderful  miracles.  These  having  been  satisfac- 
torily accomplished,  there  were  no  further  doubts  to  entertain, 
and  the  holy  coat  has  since  been  sacredly  cared  for  in  a 
church  of  that  ancient  city.  During  the  incendiarism  of  the 
capital  in  1812,  it  was  saved  from  destruction  by  the  zeal  of 
its  guardians. 

The  Church  of  St  John  Lateran  at  Rome  also  claims  to 
possess  a  holy  coat.  As  the  garment  at  this  shrine  consists 
of  a  heavy  linen  shirt  of  small  proportions — only  to  be 
worn  by  a  child — we  may  dismiss  as  a  mistake  for  which  the 
zeal,  piety,  and  fervor  of  the  clergy  of  the  chapter  of  St 
John  Lateran  must  be  accepted  as  the  cause.  Another 
church  in  Rome — that  of  St  Martinelle — also  puts  in  a  claim 
to  possessing  a  holy  coat ;  but  the  belief  and  faith  in  such  a 
desirable  possession  does  not  extend  beyond  the  limits  of  its 
parish. 

In  the  year  1567 — about  this  time  relics  of  all  sorts  were 
having  a  trying  time — the  ungodly  and  infidel  Huguenots 
burned  a  holy  coat — a  distinction  that  is  claimed  by  neither 
Treves  nor  Argenteuil ;  Treves  claims  that  it  was  the  Argen- 
teuil garment  that  was  cremated-  Neither  are  we  told  how 
the  relics  of  St.  John  Lateran  escaped  rapine  or  destruction 
during  the  many  sackings  of  Rome  by  Goth,  Vandal,  or  by 
De  Bourbon's  cut-throats,  when  other  holy  relics  were 
known  to  have  been  carried  away.  Besides  the  relics,  or 
tunics,  of  Treves,  Argenteuil,  Moscow,  and  Rome,  we  are 
told  that  Westminster,  of  London,  Chantres  and  Aries  in 
France,  Prague  in  Austria,  Ancona  in  Italy,  and  Toledo  in 
Spain,  all  had  claims  to  some  portion  of  a  holy  mantle  or 
tunic.  Possibly  these  claims  were  all  founded  on  possess- 
ing pieces  of  the  holy  mantle.  In  the  city  of  Cologne,  the 
cathedral  claims  to  possess  the  hem  of  the  garment  men- 
tioned in  Matthew  as  having  been  touched  by  the  sick 
woman,  who  was  immediately  healed.  (See  Matthew,  chap. 
ix.,  20-22.)  There  are  no  hems  missing  on  any  of  the 
known  tunics,  so  that  the  authenticity  of  the  Cologne  relic 
is  a  matter  of  conjecture.  The  churches  of  St  Eustache, 
of  Sts.  John  and  Paul,  of  St.  Alexis,  and  of  the  Holy  Cross 
— all  in  Rome — all  claim  to  possess  pieces  of  the  holy 
mantle. 

In  addition  to  the  above,  there  is  said  still  to  exist  the 
purple  robe  in  which  our  Lord  was  derisively  dressed  by  his 
guards  in  imitation  of  royalty.  This  was  a  mantle  of  purple 
cloth.  St  John  Lateran  and  another  church  at  Rome — that 
of  St.  Louis — each  make  separate  claims  to  its  possession. 
A  Neapolitan  church,  a  Venetian  church,  and  the  Church  of 
the  Holy  Chapel  in  Paris  also  make  analogous  claims. 

In  connection  with  the  above,  the  Church  of  St  John 
Lateran — the  greatest  depositor}'  of  holy  relics  in  Rome — 
exhibits  the  rock  upon  which  the  Roman  soldiery  were  said 
to  have  sat  as  they  threw  the  dice  for  the  possession  of 
the  garments.  Calabria  in  Italy,  Treves,  and  a  Spanish 
church  each  claim  to  possess  one  or  more  of  the  dice  which 
were  used  by  the  soldiers  on  Calvary.  That  acrimonious  and 
irreverent  old  heretic,  Calvin — the  same  who  did  not  scruple 
to  roast  our  poor  medical  confrere,  Servetus,  when  the  lat- 
ter was  unfortunate  enough  to  fall  into  his  clutches — ridicules 
the  idea  of  there  having  been  any  dice  at  that  period  ;  we 
must,  however,  take  any  befogging  testimony  offered  by  such 
an  impious  and  skeptical  personage  with  considerable  allow- 
ance, as  it  is  well  known  that  he  entertained  violent  and  un- 
reasonable prejudices  against  relics  of  all  sorts,  as  well  as 
being  extremely  obdurate  to  admitting  that  such  things  as 
miracles  from  such  sources  really  existed.  Poor  Calvin 
went  about  like  a  thunder  and  lightning-laden  cloud,  chill- 
ing and  darkening  all  in  his  path,  and  turning  all  the  sweet 
milk  of  life  into  something  sour. 

The  diocese  of  Treves — which  comes  near  claiming  every- 
thing, very  much  like  a  New  York  Democrat  after  an  elec- 
tion— is  not  very  far  behind  that  of  St.  John  Lateran,  of 
Rome,  in  the  relic  line  ;  besides  claiming  its  many  other 
possessions,  it  also  glories  in  possessing  a  sole  of  one  of  the 
sandals  or  shoes  of  the  Saviour,  which  it  claims  was  given 
by  Pope  Zacharie  to  Pepin  le  Bref,  and  by  him  presented  to 
Treves.  P.  C.   Remondino,   M.  D. 

San  Diego,  August,  1894. 


THE    GROUSE-SHOOTING. 

A  Grand  Exodus  to  the  Moors — Famous  Bags  of  Fifty  Years    Ago 

— What  the    Men   and   Women  Wear — The  Decline 

of  the  Petticoat — Empty  London. 


Lessing  was  subject  to  the  most  extraordinary  fits  of 
abstraction.  On  his  knocking  at  his  door  one  evening, 
the  servant  looked  out  of  the  window  to  see  who  was 
there.  Not  recognizing  his  master  in  the  dark,  he 
called  out :  "  The  professor  is  not  at  home  !  "  "  Oh, 
very  well,"  replied  Lessing ;  "  no  matter,  I'll  call  another 
time."  On  another  occasion,  having  missed  money  at 
different  times  without  being  able  to  discover  who  took 
it,  he  determined  to  put  the  honesty  of  his  servant  to  a 
trial,  and  left  a  handful  of  gold  on  the  table.  "  Of  course 
you  counted  it  ?  "  said  one  who  knew  him.  "  Counted  it  ?  " 
said    Lessing,    rather    embarrassed,    "no,    I    forgot    that." 


The  Russian  courts  have  reversed  the  assumption  of  the 
American  tribunals  that,  when  a  husband  and  wife  are 
drowned  in  the  same  disaster,  the  wife  dies  first.  The 
Russian  doctors  have  testified  unanimously  that  the  man 
would  be  the  first  to  die,  because  the  woman  is  more  agile 
and  keeps  herself  longer  above  water. 


The   twelfth  of  August  this  year  falls  on  the  thirteenth. 

That  is  to  say,  the  famous  day  on  which  the  grouse- 
shooting  begins — the  "  Festival  of  St.  Grouse,"  as  somebody 
called  it — falls  this  year  on  a  Sunday,  so  the  grouse  have  a 
respite  of  one  day.  The  heading  which  the  newspapers 
generally  use — "  The  Twelfth  " — is  rather  a  misnomer. 

There  is  much  anxiety  as  to  the  weather  to-morrow.  We 
have  had  so  much  rainy  weather  lately  that  the  outlook  is 
rather  blue.  A  good,  dry,  sunny  day  for  the  opening  is  half 
the  battle  in  the  grouse  season — even  a  wet  Derby  Day 
does  not  cause  such  groans  and  lamentations  as  a  rainy 
Twelfth  of  August 

In  spite  of  the  cry  of  "  hard  times "  which  is  heard  on 
every  hand,  there  are  very  few  moors  which  will  not  be  shot 
over.  The  rents  for  moors  have  been  falling.  Still  it  is  an 
expensive  sport  for  a  host,  and  there  are  some  whose  dis- 
bursements for  the  grouse  season  will  come  up  to  three  thou- 
sand pounds. 

On  the  east  coast  there  are  always  heavier  bags  made  than 
on  the  west  coast,  but  heavy  as  they  are,  the  famous  record  of 
fifty  years  ago  has  never  been  beaten.  On  August  21,  1843, 
Colonel  Campbell,  of  Monzie,  shooting  alone  over  his  own 
moors,  bagged  iS4'i  brace  of  grouse,  and  on  September  4, 
1846,  he  beat  his  own  record  by  killing  191  brace.  With 
the  closely  preserved  moors  of  the  present  day.  the  improve- 
ments in  guns,  and  the  growth  of  athletic  sports,  one  would 
imagine  that  some  of  the  young  men  of  the  end-of-the-cent- 
ury  should  be  good  enough  shots  and  tireless  enough  walkers 
to  beat  Colonel  Campbell's  famous  record.  But  it  has  never 
been  done. 

The  grouse-shooters  all  wear  about  the  same  costume — 
flannel  shirts,  knickerbockers  of  tweed  or  homespun,  thick 
tartan  stockings  of  wool,  with  turnovers  reaching  down  the 
calf  of  the  legs,  and  hob-nailed  ankle-boots.  Some  daring 
spirits  wear  the  kilt,  but  they  are  not  many.  They  are  rest- 
less under  the  eyes  of  the  grinning  gillies. 

There  are  not  a  few  ladies  nowadays  who  not  only  go  out 
with  the  guns,  but  carry  guns  themselves.  Few  of  them, 
however,  make  large  bags.  It  is  probably  more  for  the  ex- 
citement of  the  thing,  and  the  opportunities  it  affords  for 
natty  shooting-suits.  One  of  the  neatest  costumes  prepared 
for  this  season  is  in  dark  brown  tweed,  with  a  little  red  and 
orange  woven  into  it.  There  are  two  skirts,  each  bound 
with  dark  brown  leather  ;  one  comes  to  the  knees,  the  other 
to  the  ankles,  the  outer  one  being  made  so  as  to  turn  up  and 
form  a  large  pocket  useful  in  many  ways.  Knickerbockers 
are  worn  under  the  second  skirt.  The  jacket  is  made  with 
flat  plaits  over  the  shoulders  and  down  the  centre  of  the 
back,  and  it  has  leather  buttons,  leather-faced  collar  and 
lapels,  and  a  leather  belt. 

Another  costume  made  for  a  lady  who  goes  to  a  well- 
known  shooting  lodge  is  of  black  serge,  bound  with  black 
leather,  and  having  loops  and  buttons  to  turn  it  up  to  the 
knees.  Black  knickerbockers  and  high  boots  laced  to  the 
knees  go  with  this  suit.  There  is  a  double-breasted  waist- 
coat of  gray  suede,  with  silken  sleeves,  so  that  it  may  be 
wom  without  the  coat,  which  is  also  double-breasted  and  of 
black  cloth. 

Another  girl's  shooting-suit  is  made  of  heather-mixture 
tweed  knickerbockers,  knitted  heather-mixture  stockings, 
tan  shooting-boots,  a  long  basque  coat,  with  side  pockets, 
Norfolk  plaits,  and  leather-faced  collar  and  lapels. 

These  "shooting-suits"  will  be  worn  by  the  women 
whether  they  shoot  or  not.  They  are  going  to  be  wom  this 
autumn  in  the  country  for  golf,  tennis,  driving,  and  walking. 
They  are  becoming  to  most  women,  and  on  certain  tall  and 
shapely  figures  the  effect  is  very  trim  and  dashing. 

There  is  no  doubt  about  it — the  athletic  tendencies  of  this 
end  of  the  century  are  such  as  to  make  women  discard  their 
petticoats.  More  and  more  they  fly  into  the  breeks  when  they 
can.  Over  in  Paris,  the  craze  for  bicycling  is  such  that  women 
in  loose  knickerbockers  and  silk  stockings  and  women  in 
close-fitting  knickerbockers,  suspiciously  like  actresses'  tights, 
are  to  be  seen  on  every  hand  in  the  Champs-Elysees  and  the 
Bois  de  Boulogne,  their  favorite  places  for  meeting  being  the 
Cafe  d'Armenonville  and  the  Cafe  de  la  Cascade.  In  Lon- 
don, women  on  bicycles  are  not  often  seen  as  yet,  but  the  other 
day  some  scores  of  them  made  their  appearance  in  Totten- 
ham Court  Road,  all  in  knickerbockers  and  all  astride  of  a 
"  wheel."  It  caused  quite  a  sensation,  and  is  evidently  the 
entering  wedge.  But  the  women  were  all  of  the  middle 
class.  It  is  doubtful  whether  the  bicycle  will  ever  be  taken 
up  by  "  swells  "  here,  as  it  has  been  in  Paris.  Bicycles  and 
tricycles  are  extensively  used  in  London  by  tradespeople 
and  others  for  carrying  light  goods  and  delivering  messages. 
This  has  a  tendency  to  check  their  use  by  the  upper  classes 
as  a  sport. 

But  to  return  to  the  twelfth  of  August.  That  is  supposed 
to  mark  the  end  of  the  London  season,  although,  as  a  matter 
of  fact,  the  season  has  been  slowly  dying  for  the  past  six 
weeks.  But  during  the  last  two  days  the  exodus  has  been 
tremendous,  and  by  the  day  after  to-morrow  there  will  be 
absolutely  nobody  in  town — nobody,  that  is,  except  a  trifle 
over  four  millions  of  souls.  Piccadilly. 

London,  August  \i'  1894. 


Americans  visiting  Europe  should  be  careful  not  to  die  in 
a  Paris  hotel.     It  is  too  expensive.     John   H.    Ludham,  of 
New  York,  traveling  with  his  father,  stopped  at  a  second- 
rate    Paris    house.      Ludham,    Sr.,    was    suffering   from  a 
chronic  ailment,  was  taken  suddenly  worse,  and  died  next 
moming.     There  was    no  question  of    contagion,  and  the 
price  of  the  room  was  six  francs  a  day,  but  the  hote! 
charged  one  thousand  francs  on  account  of  the  de 
house,  and    Ludham,  Jr.,   found  it  cheaper  to    - 
to  stay  and  fight  the  claim. 


THE 


ARGONAUT. 


September  io,  i8g4. 


THE    PASSING    OF     ARIZONA    JOE. 

A  Woman's  Experience  in  Tombstone. 

"  Tombstone  is  booming,"  my  brother  wrote  ;  "  I  can  not 
possibly  leave,  and  you  must  come  to  me  for  a  visit,  any- 
way." 

I  had  not  seen  him  for  a  year — there  were  only  two  of  us 
left — I  was  among  strangers,  lonely  and  homesick,  so  I 
packed  my  trunks  joyfully  and  started,  resolved  that  the 
place  good  enough  for  my  brother  was  good  enough  for  me, 
and  that  the  "  visit "  should  be  a  long  one. 

When  my  eager  eyes  looked  out,  at  the  last  railway  sta- 
tion, for  the  pale,  slender,  "well-set-up"  New  Yorker,  for 
whose  sight  I  wearied,  my  heart  sank  ;  he  was  not  visible. 

Suddenly  a  long-bearded  Arizonian,  in  a  broad  sombrero, 
a  slightly  modified  cowboy  in  appearance,  detached  himself 
from  a  group  of  his  peers,  rushed  into  the  still  moving  car, 
and  claimed  me  with  a  regular  bear-hug. 

What  a  transformation  !  But,  after  the  first  shock  of  sur- 
prise, what  happiness  to  see  my  brother  so  well  again.  And 
then  he  had  the  confident  air  of  a  capitalist ! 

"  I  tell  you,"  said  he,  "  there's  millions  in  it,  as  sure  as 
fate." 

We  had  had  a  pretty  hard  time  ;  the  wolf  had  not  only 
been  at  the  door,  but  within  it,  and  I  felt  perfectly  contented 
to  be  a  millionaire's  sister. 

As  the  great,  unwieldy  stage  was  driven  up  toward  the 
hotel,  I  thought  that  Tombstone  must,  indeed,  be  "  boom- 
ing"— into  a  riot.  Crowds  of  men — all  men — opened  a  way 
for  us  to  pass  and  then  closed  in  around  the  stage,  peering 
curiously  in  at  the  one  solitary  woman.  Such  a  swarm  of 
human  beings,  surging  to  and  fro,  shouting,  swearing,  gestic- 
ulating !  It  was  a  perfect  pandemonium. 
"  What  can  be  the  matter  ? "  I  asked. 
Jack  raised  his  eyebrows  with  an  air  of  surprise.  "  Mat- 
ter with  what  ?  "  he  said. 

"  Those  dreadful  men  ;  there  must  be  a  riot." 
"  Riot !  "  and  he  laughed.     "  Why,  it's  always  so." 
"  Always  ?  " 

"Yes,  always.  Streets  always  fulL  I  tell  you,  we're  all 
alive  here.     No  stagnant  waters  in  Tombstone." 

What  a  night  followed  !  Eleven  o'clock,  twelve,  one,  two. 
The  streets  were  crowded,  the  noise  louder,  shouts,  curses, 
pistol  shots  ;  the  air  full  of  hideous  sounds.  I  dared  not 
shut  my  eyes  to  sleep  ;  but  Jack  laughed  at  my  fears  when  I 
rapped  at  his  door. 

"  What  is  the  matter  ?  "  I  insisted. 

"  Oh,  half  of  them  have  a  lot  of  money,"  he  answered, 
"  and  the  other  want  to  get  it  away.  Some  of  them  don't 
like  it,  you  see." 

I  felt  in  the  morning  as  if  I  had  passed  through  several 
circles  of  the  Inferno  ;  but  my  purpose  to  remain  as  long  as 
Jack  did  was  only  strengthened.  The  more  awful  the  place, 
the  more  need  of  my  presence. 

•  The  hotel  was  out  of  the  question,  so  we  hastily  fitted  up 
a  little  adobe  house  near  the  mouth  of  Jack's  mine,  found  an 
Irish  maid  with  a  cooking  knowledge  of  butter-milk  and 
potatoes,  yet  willing  to  work  for  the  wages  of  a  chef,  and  in 
a  few  days  began  really  to  live  again. 

We  had  been  housekeeping  about  a  month  when  my 
brother  was  obliged  to  go  to  Tucson  on  legal  business — 
something  about  the  "  other  claimant,"  I  believe,  who  always 
appears  when  a  mine  begins  to  pay  anything — and  remained 
over  night. 

I  was  just  sitting  down  the  next  morning  to  a  late  and 
solitary  breakfast,  when  suddenly  the  whistles  in  all  direc- 
tions began  to  blow  wildly. 

I  looked  out.  Men  were  pouring  out  of  the  mines  as 
fast  as  they  could  come  up.  The  crowds  which  surged 
through  the  streets  day  and  night  were  rushing  on  to  join 
them,  their  faces  distorted  like  demons'  with  some  evil 
passion. 

Tramp,  tramp,  on  they  rushed  like  a  dark  river,  with 
cries  whose  horror  was  indescribable.  It  was  not  the  voices 
of  human  beings,  but  more  like  the  cries  of  wild  animals, 
the  screaming  of  enraged  hyenas,  the  snarling  of  tigers, 
the  angry,  inarticulate  cries  of  thousands  of  wild  beasts  in 
infuriated  pursuit  of  their  prey,  yet  with  a  something  in  it 
more  sinister  and  blood-curdling,  for  they  were  men,  and 
added  a  human  ferocity. 

Nora  burst  open  the  kitchen  door,  pale  as  a  sheet,  and 
dropped  at  my  feet. 

"  Mother  of  God,"  she  cried,  "  and  is  it  the  end  of  the 
wur-rld  ?  " 

On  they  rushed  from  north,  south,  east,  and  west,  eyes 
aflame,  faces  distorted,  the  brute  latent  in  every  human 
being  coming  out  from  his  lair  to  blot  out  the  man,  the 
awful  cries  rising,  waning,  waxing,  as  the  mob  gathered 
around  the  jail  and  battered  in  the  door. 

I  tried  to  leave  the  window,  but,  terror-stricken,  could  not 
move,  and  the  crowd  surged  back. 

In  their  midst,  half  running,  half  dragged  by  a  rope 
knotted  about  his  neck,  they  brought  a  man — a  murderer, 
himself  about  to  be  murdered. 

The  hands  which  drew  the  rope  were  too  eager,  the  feet 
too  swift,  and,  half-strangled,  the  victim  fell  before  my  eyes. 
The  thirsty  executioners  halted,  lifted  him  up,  loosened  the 
rope,  and  gave  him  time  to  get  his  breath. 

He  was  a  grand  man  physically — tall,  straight,  deep- 
chested,  every  fibre  full  of  that  life  so  soon  to  be  quenched. 
Lucifer  just  about  to  be  cast  out  from  heaven  could  not  have 
thrown  around  a  glance  of  more  scornful  pride.  "  Thou- 
sands against  one,"  it  seemed  to  say.     "  Cowards  ! " 

What  might  not  such  a  man  have  been,  if — but  it  was  too 
late. 

"  Run  fair,  boys,"  said  the  prisoner,  calmly,  "  run  fair  ! 
You  keep  up  your  end  of  the  rope,  and  I'll  keep  up  mine." 
The  crowd  moved  on  a  little  more  slowly,  and  I  saw  the 
tal*  form  "  keeping  up  "  its  end  without  a  tremor  of  hesita- 
tion. As  they  neared  the  telegraph-pole,  with  its  out- 
stretched arm,  I  summoned  up  my  lost  strength,  and  grasp- 


ing the  curtain  pulled  it  down,  to  shut  out  the  dreadful 
sight.  Then  came  a  moment  of  sudden  ominous  silence. 
I  sank  upon  my  knees  to  pray  for  the  passing  soul. 

Then  a  thousand-voiced  cry  of  brutal  triumph  arose — not 
to  the  skies,  so  vile  a  thing  could  never  find  that  heavenly 
blue  ;  it  must  have  fallen  to  the  regions  of  the  lost — and 
they  who  had  hunted  a  man  out  of  life  hurried  off  to  hunt 
for  gold. 

When  I  looked  up,  to  and  fro  on  the  white  curtain  swung 
the  black  silhouette  of  that  which  had  been  a  man. 

Even  now,  I  sometimes  hear  in  the  silence  of  the  night 
phantom  echoes  of  those  frightful  voices,  and  wake  shuddering 
from  some  dream  whose  vista  is  closed  by  that  black  figure 
swinging  in  the  air. 

They  who  speak  lightly  of  a  mob  have  never  heard  its 
voice  nor  seen  its  work.  Kate  Virginia  Darling. 

Los  Angeles,  August,  1894. 


OLD    FAVORITES. 


The  Bleeding  Stone  of  Kilburn  Priory. 
For  the  blessed  rood  of  Sir  Gervase  the  good 

The  nuns  of  Kilburn  pray  ; 
But  for  the  wretch  who  shed  his  blood 

No  tongue  a  prayer  shall  say. 

The  bells  shall  ring  and  the  nuns  shall  sing 

Sir  Gervase  to  the  blest ; 
But  holiest  rites  will  never  bring 

His  murderer's  soul  to'  rest. 

'  Now  tell  me,  I  pray,  thou  palmer  gray, 
Why  thou  kneelest  at  this  shrine, 
And  why  dost  thou  cry  so  eagerly 
Upon  the  help  divine  ? 

'  Oh,  tell  me  who  the  man  may  be, 
And  what  his  deadly  sin, 
That  the  Church's  prayer  for  his  soul's  despair 
The  mercy  of  Christ  may  win?" 

'  I  cry  at  this  shrine  on  the  help  divine 
To  save  the  soul  of  one, 
Who  in  death  shall  lie,  ere  morning  light, 
Upon  this  ancient  stone." 

Sir  Gervase  rode  forth  far  in  the  North, 

To  Whitby's  holy  see  ; 
In  her  bower  alone  his  lady  made  moan, 

A  fairer  could  not  be. 

His  false  brother  came  to  the  weeping  dame, 
"  Oh,  I  love  you  dearer  than  life." 
'  Hence  !  wouldst  thou  win  to  shame  and  sin 
Thy  brother's  wedded  wife  ?  " 

*  He  is  far  away,  thou  sweet  ladie, 

And  none  may  hear  or  see  ; 
So,  lady  bright,  this  very  night 
Oh,  open  thy  door  to  me. 

'  Sir  Gervase  rides  forth  far  in  the  North  ; 
'Tis  long  ere  he  comes  back, 
And  thine  eyes  shine  out  like  stars  at  night 
From  thy  hair  of  raven  black." 

'  The  fire  shall  burn  at  the  door  stone 
Ere  I  open  my  door  to  thee, 
And  thy  suit  of  hell  to  Sir  Gervase  I'll  tell, 
And  a  traitor's  death  thou'lt  die." 

'  Then  fare  thee  well,  dame  Isabel, 
Thou  lady  of  mickle  pride, 
Thou  shalt  rue  the  day  thou  saidst  me  nay 
When  back  to  thee  I  ride." 

The  day  declined,  the  rising  wind 

Sung  shrill  on  Whitby's  sands  ; 
With  ear  down  laid  and  ready  blade, 

Behind  the  rock  he  stands. 

Sir  Gervase  rode  on  in  thought  alone, 

Leaving  his  men  behind  ; 
The  blow  was  sure,  the  flight  secure, 

But  a  voice  was  in  the  wind  : 

*  False  brother,  spur  thy  flying  steed, 

Thou  canst  not  fly  so  fast 
But  on  this  stone  where  now  I  bleed 
Thyself  shall  breathe  thy  last." 

*'  That  stone  was  then  on  Whitby's  shore, 
And  now  behold  it  here  ! 
And  ever  that  blood  is  in  mine  eye, 
And  ever  that  voice  in  mine  ear  I  " 

"  Thou  palmer  gray,  now  turn  thee,  I  pray, 
And  let  me  look  in  thine  eye. 
Alas  !  it  burns  bright  with  a  fearful  light, 
Like  guilt  about  to  die. 

"  That  stone  is  old,  and  o'er  it  has  rolled 
The  tempest  of  many  years ; 
But  fiercer  rage  than  of  tempest  or  age, 
In  thy  furrowed  face  appears." 

"  Oh,  speak  not  thus,  thou  holy  man. 
But  bend  and  pray  by  me. 
And  give  me  thy  aid  in  this  hour  of  need, 
Till  I  my  penance  drie. 

"  With  book  and  beads,  with  avc  and  creed, 
Oh,  help  me  while  you  may  ; 
When  the  bells  toll  one,  oh,  leave  me  alone, 
For  with  roe  you  may  not  stay." 

Sore  prayed  the  friar  by  the  palmer  gray, 

As  both  knelt  o'er  the  stone, 
And  redder  grew  the  blood-red  hue, 

And  they  heard  a  fearful  groan. 

"  Friar,  leave  roe  now  ;   on  my  trembling  brow 
The  drops  of  sweat  run  down, 
And  alone  with  his  spirit  I  must  deal  this  night, 
My  deadly  guilt  to  atone." 

By  the  morning  light  the  good  friar  came 

By  the  sinner's  side  to  pray  ; 
But  his  spirit  had  flown,  and  stretched  on  the  stone 

A  corse  the  palmer  lay. 

And  still  from  that  stone,  at  the  hour  of  one— 

Qo  visit  it  who  dare — 
The  blood  runs  red,  and  a  shriek  of  dread 

Pierces  the  midnight  air. 

— A  Posthumous  Poem  by  Sir  Walter  Scott. 


THE    DALY    DINNER. 


Augustin  Daly  Dines  his  Company  to  Commemorate  the  Quarter- 
Centennial    of   the    Troupe— Favorites    of 
Twenty  Years   Ago. 


"  Denver,"  says  the  Nebraska  State  Journal,  "is  a  beau- 
tiful city,  and  it  is  not  an  exaggeration  to  say  that,  collectively, 
for  all  domestic  and  commercial  purposes,  it  is  for  rent." 


On  Thursday,  August  23d,  Mr.  Augustin  Daly  gave  at  his 
house  a  dinner  to  his  company  to  celebrate  the  twenty-fifth 
anniversary  of  the  opening  of  the  Fifth  Avenue  Theatre — 
an  establishment  which,  as  he  stated  in  his  first  programme, 
was  designed  "  for  the  production  of  whatever  is  novel, 
original,  entertaining,  and  unobjectionable,  and  for  the  re- 
vival of  whatever  is  rare  and  worthy  in  the  original  drama." 
The  company  with  which  Daly  opened  his  Fifth  Avenue 
Theatre  twenty-five  years  ago  comprised  E.  L.  Davenport 
and  his  daughter  Fanny,  George  Clarke,  James  Lewis,  Mrs. 
Chanfrau,  Agnes  Ethel,  D.  H.  Harkins,  George  Holland, 
George  Parkes,  Fanny  Morant,  Mrs.  Gilbert,  Amy  Ames, 
and  others  now  forgotten.  Whether  Fanny  Davenport  or 
Agnes  Ethel  was  leading  lady  was  a  matter  of  doubt ;  the 
former  was  in  the  full  bloom  of  her  beauty  and  youthful  genius  ; 
the  latter,  a  divorcie  from  Virginia,  had  shown  a  capacity 
for  the  emotional  drama  which  had  made  her  suddenly 
famous.  Fanny  remained  many  years  with  Daly,  and  only 
left  him  to  take  to  the  road  as  a  star.  Agnes  Ethel,  whose  real 
name  was  Smith,  retired  from  the  stage  to  marry  a  Buffalo 
millionaire  named  Tracy,  and  is  now  believed  to  be  dead. 
She  was  the  original  Frou  Frou  in  this  country,  the  late 
Rufus  Hatch  having  bought  Sardou's  American  rights  for 
her.  Another  member  of  the  original  company  who  is  still 
heard  of  is  Amy  Ames,  who  was  accidentally  cast  for  an 
Irish  servant-girl  in  "  Surf,"  and  made  such  a  hit  that,  when 
she  chooses  to  join  a  company,  she  commands  her  five  hun- 
dred dollars  a  week.  Mrs.  Gilbert,  George  Clarke,  and 
James  Lewis  are  still  with  Mr.  Daly.  E.  L.  Davenport, 
George  Parkes,  and  Mrs.  Chanfrau  are  dead. 

In  the  second  year  of  Mr.  Daly's  venture,  his  company 
was  joined  by  Clara  Morris,  Linda  Dietz,  and  Kate  Clax- 
ton.  The  three  young  women  became  fast  friends,  and 
called  each  other  by  the  pet  names  of  Morry,  Dietzy,  and 
Claxy.  Miss  Morris's  career  after  she  left  Daly's  is  familiar 
to  every  one.  She  became  the  leading  emotional  actress  on 
the  American  stage,  and  has  been  for  a  decade  or  more  a 
successful  star.  She  married  a  New  York  merchant  named 
Harriott,  who  afterward  became  her  manager,  and  has  lived 
happily  with  him.  But,  as  they  say  among  the  Populists,  she 
has  enjoyed  bad  health.  Her  early  life  had  been  trying. 
When  Clara  was  a  mere  child,  her  mother  was  living  at 
Cleveland,  O.,  in  great  straits,  and  the  girl  joined  John 
Ellsler's  company  as  a  figurante.  Years  afterward,  when 
she  was  famous,  she  used  to  tell  how  she  and  her  chum  took 
turns  at  darning  and  washing  their  stockings,  and  paddled 
bare-legged  in  the  icy  water  of  Lake  Erie  to  pick  up  chips 
for  their  fire.  When  she  joined  Daly's  company,  she  was 
crude  and  had  to  be  sharply  reminded  by  the  stage-manager 
that,  when  she  was  on  the  stage,  she  must  not  chatter  with 
the  other  actors  and  actresses.  But  when  she  got  her  great 
part  in  "  Article  47,"  she  made  such  a  hit  that  the  stage- 
manager  interfered  with  her  no  more,  whatever  she  did.  It 
was  said  of  her  that  she  was  the  only  woman  who  could 
really  look  black — not  figuratively,  but  actually — in  a  fit  of 
wrath.  Her  methods  were,  in  fact,  very  realistic  j  in 
"  Divorce,"  which  ran  one  hundred  and  seven  nights,  she 
left  one  hundred  and  seven  little  pools  of  tears  on  the  table 
on  which  she  hid  her  face  in  the  last  act. 

Miss  Claxton's  husband  was  a  Jew  named  Dore"  Lyon ; 
him  she  divorced  to  marry  Mr.  Stevenson  ;  she  is  under- 
stood to  have  made  a  little  fortune  by  "The  Two  Orphans." 
Linda  Dietz  was  the  most  beautiful  of  the  three.  Daly  used 
to  say  she  was  a  ray  of  sunlight  on  the  stage.  She  played 
many  years  with  Sothern,  and  was  for  two  or  three  seasons 
at  the  Haymarket  in  London.     She  is  living  in  Chicago. 

It  was  early  in  the  eighties  that  Mr.  Daly  secured  Ada 
Rehan  and  John  Drew,  who,  for  many  years,  were  the  lead- 
ing members  of  his  company.  Miss  Rehan  has  been  for  a 
long  time  the  most  popular  and  most  skillful  actress  on  the 
American  stage.  This  she  owes  to  her  extraordinary  versa- 
tility, which  enables  her  to  play  Rosalind,  or  Catherine,  or 
Lady  Teazle,  or  a  bouncing  hoyden,  with  equal  ease ;  her 
naturalness  is  so  wholesome  and  her  gayety  so  infectious 
that,  though  she  may  rank  below  Rachel,  or  Siddons,  or 
Bernhardt,  she  wins  more  hearts  than  they  ever  did. 

Of  all  actresses,  Ada  Rehan  leads  the  most  private  life. 
She  lives  in  a  little  flat  near  the  park,  and  used  to  go  to  the 
theatre  by  the  elevated  railroad  until  the  stares  of  rude 
passengers  compelled  her  to  take  a  cab.  No  one  ever 
hears  of  her  dresses,  or  of  her  doings  outside  the  theatre. 
It  is  understood  that  she  gets  eight  hundred  dollars  a  week 
from  Mr.  Daly,  and  she  must  be  well-to-do.  She  has  never 
been  married,  and  denies  the  story  that  she  is  engaged  to 
an  English  nobleman.  She  has  many  friends,  both  in  Eng- 
land and  in  this  country  ;  among  these  she  counted  Tenny- 
son, and  now  she  counts  Thomas  Hardy,  who  is  her  devoted 
admirer. 

It  would  not  do  to  fail  to  mention  Miss  Edith  Kingdon, 
who  is  now  Mrs.  George  Gould,  or  Miss  Virginia  Dreher, 
who  is  also  happily  married — both  beautiful  women  and  in 
their  day  accomplished  actresses  ;  or  good  old  Mrs.  Gilbert, 
who  must  be  seventy,  yet  who  dances  a  jig  in  pantalettes  as 
briskly  as  a  young  miss  of  seventeen  ;  a  line,  too,  must  be 
found  for  the  veteran  Charles  Fisher,  who  in  his  day  shared 
with  John  Gilbert  the  honor  of  being  a  type  of  the  old  En- 
glish school.  Both  were  gentlemen  born,  and  did  not  have 
to  do  violence  to  their  natures  when  they  personated  gentle- 
men. Comparisons  between  the  two  would  be  in  bad  taste, 
now  that  the  mossy  marbles  rest  on  the  heads  of  both.  But 
those  who  knew  Charles  Fisher  and  had  had  an  opportunity 
to  appreciate  his  big  heart,  his  genial  temper,  his  kindly  in- 
stincts, and  his  mellow  disposition,  let  a  tear  fall  to  his  mem- 
ory when  they  remembered  that  his  place  was  vacant  on  the 
twenty-third.  FLANEUR. 

New  York,  September  1,  1894. 


September  io,  1894. 


THE        ARGONAUT. 


A    LITERARY    SCANDAL. 

'  Parisina"  discusses  Marcel  Prevost's  New  Novel  and  the  Sensa- 
tion It  Created  in  Paris— "  Les  Demi-Vierges,"  the 
New  Type  of  Fast  Young  Women. 


There  has  not  been  such  an  immense  success  in  the  pub- 
lishing world  for  a  long  time — if  success  is  to  be  measured 
by  the  noise  a  book  makes  in  the  world  and  the  number  of 
copies  sold.  "  Les  Demi-Vierges  "  is  discussed,  criticised,  and 
generally  much  abused,  but  every  one  buys  it  and  every  one 
reads  it,  including  Mrs.  Grundy,  who  considers  it  quite  too 
shocking  for  words.  M.  Marcel  Prevost,  whom  many  of 
us  now  learn  for  the  first  time  is  the  author  of  half  a  dozen 
novels,  has  suddenly  become  famous.  M.  Prevost's  talent 
lies  in  his  daring ;  few  Frenchmen— even  of  those  least 
troubled  with  conscientious  scruples — would  have  dared  to 
write  this  book.  Depravity  in  white  muslin  is  a  new  de- 
parture in  French  literature.  Hitherto  la  jeune  fille  has 
been  respected,  if  not  always  in  the  individual,  collectively 
at  least.  It  is  this  feeling,  so  deeply  rooted  in  the  French 
character,  that  caused  people  to  cry  out  more  loudly  against 
"  Docteur  Pascal "  than  against  any  other  of  Zola's  novels, 
and  which  is  also  the  reason  of  all  the  stir  about  "  Les 
Demi-Vierges." 

The  title,  to  begin  with,  is  disgracefully  suggestive.  It  is 
supposed  to  be  the  sobriquet  invented  by  one  of  the  char- 
acters in  the  book  to  describe  a  certain  class  of  girl — a  pro- 
duction of  this  fin  de  slide — who  flirts  outrageously,  who 
permits  men  to  take  all  kinds  of  liberties  with  her  of  speech 
and  the  rest  without  falling  into  actual  vice,  and  who  always 
keeps  the  main  point  in  view- — that  is  to  say,  a  rich  marriage. 

This  Hector,  who  performs  the  part  of  chorus,  is  no  carp- 
ing misogynist,  but  a  young  man  about  town  given  to  philos- 
ophizing, fond  of  gay  company,  and  a  favorite  with  ladies, 
who,  however,  are  rather  inclined  to  treat  him  en  ban 
camarade,  perhaps  because  he  has  hitherto  shown  himself 
rather  impervious  to  their  wiles.  He  acts  as  the  self-imposed 
Mentor  of  a  young  provincial,  rich  and  titled,  who  appears 
upon  the  scene,  attracted  to  Pans  by  the  bright  eyes  of 
Maud  de  Rouvre,  whom  he  has  met  at  one  of  the  spas, 
where  their  respective  mothers  were  tending  their  rheuma- 
tisms. Maud  is,  of  course,  one  of  the  deml-vlerges — she 
might  be  almost  called  an  adventuress — endowed  with  all  the 
qualities  of  mind  and  person,  save  purity.  She  is  passion- 
ately attached  to  Julien  de  Suberceaux,  the  typical  hero  of 
romance,  unscrupulous,  superbly  handsome,  whose  sole 
means  of  support  is  the  gambling-table.  They  are  in  the 
habit  of  meeting  frequently  in  his  rooms,  and  if  she  has  pre- 
served a  remnant  of  virtue,  it  is  owing  to  her  firm  determin- 
ation to  make  a  rich  marriage.  Maxime  de  Chautel,  the 
provincial,  is  the  man  she  selects  for  the  part,  and  an  ignoble 
contract  is  entered  into  by  the  lovers  ;  once  married,  she 
promises  to  be  his  mistress.  Unfortunately  for  Maud,  her 
beauty,  her  intense  attractiveness,  have  excited  so  deep  a  feel- 
ing in  the  breast  of  Julien  that  he  refuses  to  perform  his  part 
of  the  contract.  His  soul  revolts  at  the  idea  of  this  venal 
marriage.     He  swears  he  will  prevent  it. 

Maxime  is  unlearned  in  the  ways  of  Parisian  society  (as  de- 
picted by  M.  Prevost),  fjut  he  is  no  country  numskull,  and 
from  the  first  he  has  questioned  his  own  wisdom  in  seek- 
ing one  whose  education  has  so  ill-fitted  her  for  the  part  of  a 
country  gentleman's  wife.  Maud,  however,  plays  her  cards 
well ;  she  lures  him  on  in  spite  of  himself,  and  the  more  he 
sees  of  her,  the  greater  the  ascendency  she  gains  over  him. 
The  wedding-day  is  fixed,  and  all  the  preliminaries  are  hur- 
ried on  by  the  bride-elect,  who  has  spent  the  whole  of  her 
own  and  her  mother's  fortune  and  whom  ruin  is  staring  in 
the  face.  Then  comes  the  final  catastrophe  and  the  collapse 
of  all  her  hopes.  Maxime  knows  her  at  last  for  what  she  is. 
Poverty  she  can  not  face,  her  love  for  Julien  has  turned  into 
hate,  she  can  never  forgive  him  for  the  part  he  has  played, 
and  so  she  sells  herself  to  the  highest  bidder — a  Jew  baron, 
who  has  long  pursued   her  with  his  dishonorable  addresses. 

This  is  merely  the  bald  outline  of  the  story,  which  has  not 
even  the  merit  of  novelty.  Maud  de  Rouvre,  occupying  a 
step  or  two  lower  in  the  social  grade,  would  be  an  ordinary 
adventuress.  As  it  is,  she  is  described  as  shining  in  society 
which,  if  gay,  is  not  dissolute  ;  her  mother's  position  is  con- 
sidered to  be  financially  secure,  though,  in  point  of  fact,  her 
expenses  are  totally  out  of  proportion  to  her  means  ;  her 
late  husband,  having  spent  the  best  part  of  his  patrimony  at 
the  gaming-table,  has  left  her  ill  provided  for,  but  her  two 
daughters  had  each  inherited  a  sum  of  forty  thousand  dol- 
lars, and  it  is  Maud's  capital  that  has  defrayed  expenses 
hitherto.  Mme.  de  Rouvre  is  a  cipher  in  the  household  ; 
Maud  carries  everything  with  a  high  hand.  It  has  pleased 
her  to  adopt  the  easy  manners  and  customs  of  American 
girls,  we  are  told.  She  has  her  own  brougham,  and  she 
drives  out  alone,  or  goes  on  foot  unattended — a  most  repre- 
hensible proceeding,  it  appears,  and  one  which  must  lead  a 
girl  sooner  or  later  to  the  dogs.  She  receives  men  visitors 
in  her  private  chamber,  which  M.  Prevost  seems  to  think  is 
another  Anglo-Saxon  habit,  and,  as  we  have  seen,  pays 
secret  visits  to  her  lover,  makes  a  confidant  of  her  maid, 
and  calls  her  men  friends  by  their  Christian  names.  She 
has  kept  up  an  intimacy  with  a  school  friend,  who  is  the 
daughter  of  a  courtisane,  and  whose  elder  sister  follows  the 
same  trade,  and,  partly  out  of  kindness  and  partly  because 
the  girl  can  be  of  use  to  her  in  her  intrigues,  patronizes  her 
and  introduces  her  to  her  friends.  Etiennette  is  a  good 
little  thing  ;  her  one  desire  in  life  is  to  live  purely  and  earn 
her  livelihood  as  a  singer.  Circumstances  have  made  her 
a  demi-vierge,  for  she  has  been  early  initiated  into 
the  degradation  of  her  mother's  existence,  and  suffers 
acutely  from  the  invidiousness  of  her  position.  She 
is  perfectly  well  aware  that  few  men  are  likely  to 
seek  her  in  marriage  ;  and,  therefore,  when  Hector's  elder 
brother,  Senator  Letessier,  actually  makes  her  an  offer 
of  his  hand,  her  gratitude  is  unbounded.  Of  course 
Letessier  has  previously  convinced  himself  that  she  will 
accept  his  addresses  under  no  other  form.     He  thinks  to 


save  appearances  by  marrying  her  while  she  is  under  the 
wing  of  the  De  Rouvres  ;  but,  unfortunately,  just  when 
everything  is  arranged,  the  equivocal  sister,  who  has  been 
away  in  Belgium,  turns  up  at  the  Bal  des  Quatz'  Arts  in  a 
very  gauzy  costume,  and  all  Paris  rings  with  the  scandal  ; 
and,  at  the  conclusion  of  the  book,  the  middle-aged  senator 
and  Etiennette  are  left  waiting  for  the  time  when  he  shall 
have  retired  from  public  life  and  be  free  to  consult  his  own 
inclinations  and  make  the  girl  his  wife. 

The  most  risky  scenes  in  (t  Les  Demi-Vierges"  are  those 
in  which  Jacqueline  figures — Jacqueline,  Maud's  younger 
sister,  a  depraved  little  girl,  hardly  out  of  the  school-room, 
whom  the  author  holds  up  as  an  awful  example  of  the 
modern  system  of  education.  She  is  fearfully  knowing  in 
the  world's  wicked  ways,  and,  under  the  cover  of  innocent 
prattle,  exhibits  her  knowledge  pretty  plainly.  Maud,  at 
least,  has  a  heart,  and  she  loves  her  Julien  ;  but  Jacqueline's 
predominating  sentiment  is  a  vicious  curiosity.  Due  Le- 
strange,  the  most  obnoxious  character  in  the  book,  who  goes 
through  life  making  love  to  all  the  girls  he  meets — the 
younger  and  more  unsophisticated  the  better — undertakes 
the  siege  of  Miss  Jacqueline  ;  but  she  is  a  match  for  him. 
Having  succeeded  in  turning  his  head  completely,  she  tells 
him  point-blank  that  she  does  not  mean  to  be  as  foolish  as 
her  sister  ;  she  will  have  no  dallying,  declaring,  at  the  same 
time,  that  she  is  quite  ready  to  marry  him,  which — she  hav- 
ing her  forty  thousand  dollars  tied  up  to  her — he  consents  to 
do  ;  so  the  hardened  bachelor  and  the  little  coquette  make  a 
match  of  it. 

The  wedding  is  a  tremendous  function,  and  it  is  Maud's 
last  appearance.  That  evening  she  accepts  the  villa  at  Passy 
and  the  rent-roll  attached,  for  which  she  sells  herself  to  the 
Jew  banker.  Every  one  is  there,  and  Hector,  of  course,  im- 
proves the  occasion,  this  time  in  a  soliloquy,  at  the  conclu- 
sion of  which  he  makes  up  his  mind  to  turn  his  back  on 
the  fast  society  of  Paris  and  lead  a  purer  and  a  better  life. 
The  fact  is,  he  has  fallen  in  love  with  Maxime's  sister  Jeanne 
— "  La  petite  au  blanche,"  as  he  calls  her-*— who  is  intro- 
duced as  a  foil  to  the  half-masked  depravity  of  Maud  and 
Jacqueline.  This  young  lady  has  been  brought  up  far  from 
the  madding  crowd  and  possesses  all  the  virtues  of  the  typi- 
cal French  jeune  fille  a  marier,  and  the  result  is  that  she  is 
an  awful  little  goose.  As  M.  Prevost  thinks  this  fact  neces- 
sary to  point  the  moral,  we  may  presume  his  ideal  of  woman 
is  not  very  exalted.  PARISINA. 

Paris,  August  11,  1894. 

The  increase  of  the  population  of  Japan  since  the  fall  of 
feudalism  in  1868  is  surprising.  In  the  old  days,  small- 
pox, famine,  infanticide,  the  restrictions  upon  marriage,  and 
the  wide  prevalence  of  licensed  prostitution  kept  the  popula- 
tion nearly  stationary,  even  in  time  of  profound  peace.  The 
removal  of  these  has  powerfully  affected  the  census.  In 
1 87 1,  the  popujation  of  the  empire  was  about  33,100,000  ; 
in  1875,  34,000,000;  in  1880,  36,300,000;  in  1885,  38,- 
100,000;  in  1890,  40,400,000;  and  in  1892  (December 
31st),  41,089,940.  Railways  and  steamers  have  anni- 
hilated famines  ;  vaccination  has  made  the  pitted  face,  once 
so  general,  almost  as  much  of  a  curiosity  as  a  victim  of 
scurvy  ;  while  liberty  has  encouraged  the  people  to  progress 
and  activity.  Millions  of  men  and  women  can  now  afford 
to  have  a  family  and  possess  a  home  who  were  "  clouds,"  or 
"  not  human,"  under  the  feudalism  that  once  cramped  the 
nation  in  bands  of  iron.  The  old  epidemics,  once  irreme- 
diable, are  now  very  rare,  because  science  and  law  are 
able  to  cope  with  them.  The  severity  of  the  criminal  law, 
which  every  year  called  for  a  rosary  of  thousands  of  heads 
(against  the  present  figure  of  fewer  than  two  hundred  capital 
executions  per  annum),  has  been  mitigated.  The  old  fatalism, 
expressed  in  the  popular  shigata  ga  nai  (don't  care),  incul- 
cated by  a  stagnant  religion  that  swamped  the  freedom  of 
the  will  in  a  too  rigid  application  of  the  doctrine  of  cause 
and  effect  (zngwa),  is  no  longer  believed  as  of  old.  In  a 
word,  a  people  naturally  happy  as  well  as  prolific  now  obeys 
the  laws  of  nature,  with  the  result  of  surprising  increase  in 
wealth,  comfort,  and  numbers. 

*  ■  * 

Senator  Vest  took  occasion,  during  the  last  hours  of  the 
tariff  debate,  to  express  his  acknowledgments  to  the  Presi- 
dent for  having  relieved  him  of  all  responsibility  in  regard  to 
appointments  in  Missouri.  "  Not  again  during  this  adminis- 
tration," he  exclaimed,  exultantly,  "  will  I  stand  in  a  crowded 
ante-room  looking  into  the  anxious  and  haggard  faces  of  ex- 
pectant office-holders.  Not  again  will  I  be  admitted  into  the 
august  presence.  Nor  will  I  watch  the  shadows — possibly 
produced  by  indigestion — that  flit  across  the  executive  brow, 
and  feel  my  heart  sink  as  each  shadow  comes  and  goes  ;  not 
again  will  I  be  damned  at  country  post-offices,  upon  village 
corners,  as  an  ingrate  who  has  given  no  offices  to  his  friends." 


The  British  Government  is  testing  a  new  plan  for  signal- 
ing at  sea  which  has  already  yielded  remarkable  results.  It 
consists  merely  of  an  ordinary  gong  fastened  to  the  bow  of 
the  ship  below  the  water-line.  This  acts  as  a  transmitter, 
and  the  receivers  are  gongs  of  exactly  similar  tone  and  rate 
of  vibration,  one  on  each  side  of  the  ship  below  the  water- 
line.  The  receiving  gong  will  take  up  and  reproduce  the 
sound  of  the  sending  gong  from  a  long  distance.  Signals 
already  have  been  clearly  transmitted  ten  miles. 


A  foreign  scientific  journal  gives  the  results  of  some  re- 
cent experiments  upon  the  vocal  cords  which  will  prove  in- 
teresting to  singers.  A  baritone  who  wished  to  become  a 
tenor  succeeded  by  taking  a  course  of  inhalations,  beginning 
with  benzoin,  going  on  to  cafeine  and  chloroform,  and  end- 
ing with  curacoa  ;  while  the  voice  was  deepened  by  using 
volatilized  Norwegian  tar. 

-♦•♦- 

The  house  of  the  late  Charles  O'Conor,  at  Nantucket, 
should  possess  especial  interest  for  women,  on  account  of  its 
being  without  closets.  The  architect  was  a  young  relative 
of  Mr.  O'Conor,  and  the  house  was  finished  before  either 
man  noticed  the  deficiency. 


INDIVIDUALITIES. 

William  Waldorf  Astor  has  an  income  of  eight  million 
nine  hundred  thousand  dollars  a  year. 

George  Gould's  expenses  this  season  for  the  Atalanta  and 
Vigilant  are  estimated  at  nearly  four  hundred  thousand  dol- 
lars. 

The  neighbors  of  the  present  Lord  Tennyson  think  he  is 
a  great  poet.  One  of  them  recently  remarked  to  a  stranger  : 
"  He  carries  on  the  business  now." 

The  German  emperor,  in  spite  of  his  lame  and  useless 
arm,  is  an  excellent  horseman.  His  attendants  have  to  help 
him  into  the  saddle,  but  once  there,  he  can  master  a  horse. 

M.  Schneider,  the  head  of  the  great  Creusot  foundries, 
was  married  the  other  day  in  Paris.  Creusot  has  grown  in 
sixty  years  from  a  village  of  five  hundred  inhabitants  to  a  town 
of  thirty  thousand  people — larger  than  Krupp's  town  of  Essen. 

Stambouloff,  the  Bulgarian  ex-minister,  was  in  his  younger 
days  apprenticed  to  a  cobbler.  On  becoming  prime  minis- 
ter, he  appointed  his  former  master  the  cobbler,  prefect  of 
police  at  Sofia,  as  a  mark  of  respect  for  his  just  and  unerr- 
ing severity  and  his  remarkable  talent  for  flogging. 

Henry  W.  Cramp,  secretary  of  the  great  Cramp  Ship- 
building Company,  is  an  enthusiastic  botanist,  and  is  par- 
ticularly interested  in  ferns  and  palms.  His  father,  Charles 
H.  Cramp,  is  said  to  be  one  of  the  best-posted  men  in  the 
country  on  the  commercial  and  utilitarian  value  of  the  vari- 
ous woods  of  the  United  States. 

Objector  Holman,  if  he  lives  to  serve  out  the  new  term 
for  which  he  has  been  nominated,  will  beat  the  congressional 
record.  No  man  has  yet  served  thirty  years  in  the  House 
of  Representatives,  although  two  members,  both  from  Phila- 
delphia, came  near  to  it — Judge  Kelley,  who  was  serving  his 
thirtieth  year  when  he  died,  and  Mr.  O'Neill,  who  had  served 
twenty-nine. 

The  Sultan  of  Turkey  has  little  of  the  old  Turkish  reserve 
about  him.  He  recently  invited  a  party  of  English  ladies 
and  gentlemen  to  the  palace  in  Constantinople,  and  enter- 
tained them  with  a  circus  performance  of  the  trained  horses 
in  the  imperial  stud.  He  afterward  asked  them  to  dinner, 
which  was  served  in  Western  fashion,  and  both  the  Sultan 
and  the  young  princes  were  quite  entertaining  in  conversation. 

Baron  d'Anethan,  who  has  just  been  appointed  to  succeed 
Empress  Eugenie's  cousin,  the  late  Baron  de  Beyens,  as 
Belgian  envoy  at  Paris,  is  a  brother-in-law  of  the  novelist, 
H.  Rider  Haggard,  as  well  as  of  that  Mr.  Haggard  who  is 
British  minister  plenipotentiary  at  Quito,  and  who,  while 
secretary  of  legation  at  Washington,  married  the  divorced 
Mrs.  Carrie  Kinney,  ne'e  Carroll,  whom  he  subsequently  de- 
serted and  divorced. 

The  oldest  active  professor  in  Germany  is  said  to  be 
Privy  Councilor  Stickel,  Professor  of  Oriental  Languages  at 
Jena,  who  recently  celebrated  the  ninetieth  anniversay  of 
his  birth.  Professor  Stickel  answered  Prince  Bismarck's 
question  as  to  his  age  in  the  following  manner  :  "  I  have 
seen  Napoleon  the  First ;  Germany  in  its  condition  of 
deepest  disgrace.  I  have  known  Goethe,  and  in  him  seen 
Germany  at  the  pinnacle  of  its  literary  development  ;  and 
now  I  see  in  your  highness  him  who  brought  our  Father- 
land to  the  pinnacle  of  political  development." 

J.  Scott  Harrison,  of  Kansas  City,  Mo.,  brother  of  the 
late  President,  is  as  strong  a  Democrat  as  his  distinguished 
brother  is  a  Republican,  although  he  voted  for  Harrison 
against  Cleveland  at  the  last  election.  t  President  Cleveland, 
however,  nominated  him  for  surveyor  of  customs  of  Kansas , 
city  without  consulting  either  of  the  Missouri  senators,  who 
had  another  candidate  to  recommend.  Senators  Vest  and 
Cockrell  accordingly  opposed  Mr.  Harrison's  confirmation 
during  the  extra  session,  and,  by  appealing  to  senatorial 
courtesy,  succeeded  in  defeating  it.  This  incident  marked 
the  beginning  of  the  open  rupture  between  Senator  Vest  and 
President  Cleveland. 

President  Casimir-Perier  is  very  popular  at  Pont-Sur- 
Seine,  where  he  has  a  magnificent  chateau.  The  old 
peasant  woman  who  was  his  nurse  when  he  was  a  baby  is 
still  living  in  the  village.  She  is  nearly  eighty,  and  the 
President  paid  her  a  special  visit  the  other  day  to  look  after 
her  comfort.  When  he  went  home  last  year  as  President  of 
the  Chamber,  one  of  the  men  at  a  country  fair  asked  him  if 
he  remembered  when  he  used  to  run  races  with  the  children 
of  the  neighborhood.  "  Yes,"  replied  the  future  president, 
"  and  I  have  not  forgotten  how.  I  bet  you  twenty  sous," 
taking  off  his  coat,  "  that  I  can  beat  you  to  yonder  pole." 
The  bet  was  accepted,  and  M.  Casimir-Perier  won  it  with 
ease.  All  the  peasants  for  miles  around  are  either  his  ten- 
ants or  employees,  and  are  devoted  to  him.  The  Casimir- 
Perier  fortune  is  estimated  at  about  twenty  millions  of 
dollars. 

Don  Jaime  of  Bourbon,  the  hope  of  the  Legitimist  party 
in  France  as  well  as  in  Spain,  being  the  son  of  Don  Carlos, 
the  head  of  the  Carlist  party,  has  just  completed  a  tour 
among  the  faithful  in  Spain.  He  has  been  issuing  decrees 
of  various  kinds,  which  recall  two  issued  by  Don  Carlos 
during  the  last  insurrection  in  Spain.  The  one  provides  that 
"  whoever  attends  any  worship  which  is  not  that  of  the 
Roman  Catholic  Church  shall  be  punished  with  banishment 
from  the  kingdom."  The  other  enacts  that  "  the  Spaniard 
who  forsakes  the  Roman  Catholic  Church  for  any  other  sect 
or  creed  will  be  punished  with  life-long  banishment.  The 
offender,  however,  will  be  permitted  to  return  on  making  a 
public  recantation  of  his  errors."  These  are  particularly 
fitting  as  being  promulgated  by  a  man  who  in  private  life  is 
one  of  the  most  disreputable  of  all  Pretenders,  being  vastly 
inferior  in  that  respect  to  the  Count  of  Paris  and  to  Dom 
Miguel  of  Braganza,  and  not  even  as  respectable  as  the 
young  Duke  of  Orleans  or  Prince  Victor  Bonap 


8 


THE        ARGONAUT. 


September   io,  1894. 


LITERARY    NOTES. 


Personal  and  Miscellaneous  Gossip. 
The  publication  of  Mr.  du  Maimer's  "Trilby" 
is  again  delayed.  Not,  this  time,  to  make  altera- 
tions in  the  text,  for  the  book  is  already  made  up 
into  plates,  and  several  thousand  copies  are 
printed,  but  because  of  the  large  number  of  ad- 
vance orders.  September  7th  is  now  fixed  as  the 
day  of  publication.  A  recent  paragraph  in  the 
Critic  says : 

"Some  lines  were  cut  out  of  'Trilby'  to  pacify  Mr. 
J.  McN.  Whistler,  who  saw  himself  in  the  character  of 
foe  Sibley.  This  caused  but  slight  alteration  in  the 
text.  The  greatest  change,  after  all,  has  been  made  in 
the  first  part  of  the  book,  to  which  a  number  of  pages 
omitted  from  the  magazine  have  been  restored.  Another 
addition,  not,  however,  in  the  original  drawings,  is  a 
beautiful  Van  Dyck  beard  on  the  chin  of  Joe  Sibley,  It 
will  be  found  in  the  illustration  opposite  page  132.  This 
beard  was  put  on  in  New  York.  It  is  a  very  slight 
beard,  but  it  serves  to  wipe  out  any  likeness  to  Mr. 
Whistler  that  might  be  traced  in  the  features  of  the 
smooth-chinned  Joe  Sibley." 

Walter  Pater  left  numerous  manuscripts  from 
which  his  literary  executor  will  select  enough  mate- 
rial for  a  volume.  Mr.  Pater's  last  work,  "The 
Child  in  the  House,"  may  perhaps  be  made  a  part 
of  this  larger  book.  It  is  said  to  contain  reminis- 
cences of  his  own  childhood.  It  has  been  sug- 
gested that  divers  friends  of  the  dead  author  should 
prepare  a  volume  of  recollections  of  him  as  man 
and  writer. 

A  history  of  Punch  is  in  preparation,  and  it  is 
declared  that  the  material  has  accumulated  to  such 
an  extent  that  two  volumes  will  be  required  to 
hold  it. 

Macmillan  &  Co.  will  publish  in  about  three 
weeks  "  A  New  and  Complete  Concordance,  or 
Verbal  Index,  to  Words.  Phrases,  and  Passages  in 
the  Dramatic  Works  of  Shakespeare,  with  a  Sup- 
plementary Concordance  to  the  Poems,"  by  John 
Bartlett,  A.  M.,  Fellow  of  the  American  Academy 
of  Arts  and  Sciences.  Arthur  Stedman  writes  of  it 
in  the  Dial  : 

"The  concordance  is  a  large  quarto  volume,  contain- 
ing almost  two  thousand  pages,  closely  though  plainly 
set  in  small  type.  Mr.  John  Bartlett  is,  of  course,  known 
the  world  over  by  his  '  Familiar  Quotations,'  of  which  the 
ninth  revised  edition,  representing  many  thousands  of 
copies  sold,  was  published  in  1891.  Mr.  Eartlett  took 
up  his  work  on  the  concordance  shortly  after  the 
publication  of  the  '  Globe '  edition  of  Shakespeare 
in  1875,  the  first  cheap  complete  edition  of  the 
dramatist.  He  has  steadily  worked  on  it  during  most 
of  the  daylight  hours  ever  since.  The  appearance 
of  the  revised  edition  of  the  *  Globe '  Shakespeare  in  1891 
necessitated  a  certain  amount  of  additional  work.  This 
was  finished,  and  the  concordance  is  now  ready  to  be 
placed  upon  the  market.  It  will  be  sold  regularly  through 
the  booksellers,  the  publishers  not  being  engaged  in  the 
subscription  business,  and  not  believing  in  that  method 
of  sale.  Mr.  Bartlett  says  in  his  introduction :  '  Apart 
from  the  merit  of  presenting  the  latest  and  most  approved 
text,  now  the  standard  with  scholars  and  critics,  the  plan 
of  this  concordance  to  the  dramatic  works  of  Shake- 
speare is  more  comprehensive  than  that  of  any  which  has 
preceded  it,  in  that  it  aims  to  give  passages  of  some  length 
for  the  most  part  independent  of  the  context.'  The  work, 
he  adds,  is  made  more  nearly  complete  by  the  inclusion  of 
select  examples  of  certain  auxiliary  verbs,  of  various  ad- 
jectives in  common  use,  and  of  pronouns,  prepositions, 
interjections,  and  conjunctions." 

Mr.  Swinburne  is  making  a  visit  to  the  West  of 
England  with  his  friend,  Theodore  Watts.  He  is 
said  to  be  in  fairly  good  health,  although  deafness 
deprives  him  of  the  conversation  of  those  whose 
voices  are  not  familiar  to  him. 

One  of  the  London  papers  declares  that  Father 
Didon's  publishers,  having  coined  money  with  his 
"  Life  of  Jesus,"  Didon  has  gone  on  a  tour  to  Con- 
stantinople, Greece,  and  Asia  Minor  to  cull  im- 
pressions for  future  works  on  the  founders  of 
Christianity.  The  Paris  correspondent  of  the  Lon- 
don Daily  News  says  : 

"  Father  Didon  is  a  diffuse  writer,  and  has  the  style 
acquired  by  many  pulpit  orators,  who  know  they  may 
say  what  they  like  without  danger  of  being  contradicted. 
If  Renan  were  not  still  so  much  hated  by  a  vast  number 
of  orthodox  and  rich  persons,  1  doubt  whether  Father 
Didon's  '  Vie  de  Jesus  '  would  have  cleared  nearly  twelve 
thousand  pounds." 

A  new  novel  by  Mrs.  Mona  Caird,  entitled  "  The 
Daughter  of  Danaus,"  is  characterized  as  a  "  bold 
and  direct  attack  upon  the  marriage  system  in  its 
present  form." 

Mr.  Robert  H.  Sherard,  whose  "  Life  of  Zola" 
achieved  some  success  last  year,  has  since  been 
busy  upon  a  similar  life  of  Alphonse  Daudet,  which 
is  now  practically  finished  and  will  presumably  see 
the  light  in  the  coming  autumn.  Mr.  Sherard,  who 
is  a  young  man  of  less  than  thirty  years  of  age  and 


of  striking  appearance,  spends  most  of  his  time  in 
Paris  in  the  capacity  of  special  correspondent.  He 
has  enjoyed  the  friendship  of  Zola  for  years,  and 
stands  in  much  the  same  relations  of  intimacy  with 
Daudet. 

Mrs.  Kate  Douglas  Wiggin  has  returned  from 
England,  where  she  has  been  the  guest  of  Sir 
Sydney  and  Lady  Waterlow,  and  is  now  domiciled 
at  "  Quillcote,"  her  country-house  at  Hollis,  Me. 
It  is  in  this  almost  deserted  New  England  village 
that  Mrs.  Wiggin  does  most  of  her  literary  work. 
She  will  shortly  continue  her  sketches  of  village 
life  in  the  Atlantic.  Meanwhile  her  publishers 
are  preparing  a  beautiful  edition  of  "Timothy's 
Quest "  for  holiday  production.  Oliver  Herford 
has  been  busy  for  weeks  on  the  illustrations. 

The  State  Superintendent  of  Wisconsin  has  pre- 
ferred charges  against  Professor  Richard  T.  Ely, 
director  of  the  State  University  School  of  Econ- 
omy, for  alleged  heretical  teaching.  The  Pub- 
lishers' Weekly  says  : 

'"  The  superintendent  had  in  evidence  a  list  of  books 
published  by  Professor  Ely,  and  declared  that  as  they 
were  used  by  the  students,  under  Professor  Ely's  direc- 
tion, they  ought  to  be  considered.  Following  this,  he 
quoted  what  he  considered  objectionable  socialistic  para- 
graphs from  the  books,  and  stated  that  among  Professor 
Ely's  teachings  is  the  doctrine  that  the  people  are  shot 
down  and  clubbed  because  they  are  laborers  and  poor. 
He  held  that  Professor  Ely's  criticism  of  Judge  Gary's 
rulings  in  the  anarchist  case  proved  him  in  sympathy 
with  the  men  on  trial,  and  that  Dr.  Ely's  books  abounded 
in  quotations  favorable  to  lawlessness  and  disorder." 

The  series  of  personal  records  by  well-known 
authors  which  have  appeared  in  the  Idler  under 
the  title  of  "  My  First  Book,"  will  soon  be  brought 
out  in  a  volume  bearing  the  same  title. 

Stone  &  Kimball,  the  enterprising  young  firm  of 
publishers,  have  discontinued  their  Cambridge 
office — they  both  were  Harvard  undergraduates, 
we  believe,  up  to  last  commencement — and  will 
hereafter  do  all  business  in  Chicago.  They  both 
possess  long  purses,  but  it  is  to  be  hoped  that  they 
will  find  their  publishing  venture  profitable.  They 
are  certainly  a  bold  firm,  and  publish  their  books 
in  very  attractive  form. 

In  the  correspondence  of  the  first  Earl  of  Charle- 
mont,  just  published  by  the  Historical  Manuscripts 
Commission,  are  interesting  passages  concerning 
Goldsmith  and  Gibbon.  The  Goldsmith  one  is 
this  : 

"Goldsmith,  the  other  day,  put  a  paragraph  in  the 
newspapers  in  praise  of  Lord  Mayor  Townshend.  The 
same  night  we  happened  to  sit  next  to  Lord  Shelbume  at 
Drury  Lane.  I  mentioned  the  circumstance  of  that  para- 
graph to  him.  He  said  to  Goldsmith  that  he  hoped  he 
had  mentioned  nothing  about  Malagrida  in  it.  '  Do  you 
know,'  answered  Goldsmith,  'that  I  never  could  conceive 
the  reason  why  they  call  you  Malagrida,  for  Malagrida 
was  a  very  good  sort  of  man.'  You  see  plainly  what  he 
meant  to  say,  but  that  happy  turn  of  expression  is  pecul- 
iar to  himself.  Mr.  Wslpole  says  that  this  story  is  a 
picture  of  Goldsmith's  whole  life." 

And  here  is  the  Gibbon  item  : 

"  M alone  relates  that  his  indolence  and  inattention 
and  ignorance  about  his  own  state  are  scarcely  credible. 
He  had  for  five-and-twenty  years  a  dropsy,  yet  he  never 
sought  for  any  advice  nor  mentioned  it  to  his  most  inti- 
mate friend.  Lord  Sheffield,  and,  two  or  three  days  before 
he  died,  very  gravely  asked  Lord  Spencer  and  him 
whether  they  had  perceived  his  malady.  The  answer 
could  only  be:  'Had  we  eyes?"  He  thought,  he  said, 
when  he  was  at  Althorp  last  Christmas,  the  ladies  looked 
a  little  oddly.  The  fact  is  thai  poor  Gibbon,  strange  as  it 
may  seem,  imagined  himself  rather  well-looking,  and  his 
first  motion  in  a  mixed  company  of  ladies  and  gentlemen 
was  to  the  fire-place,  against  which  he  planted  his  back, 
and  then,  taking  out  his  snuff-box,  began  to  hold  forth." 

Bryant's  mother,  it  is  said,  kept  a  diary  for  fifty- 
three  years  without  missing  a  day.  This  is  the 
entry  for  November  3,  1794:  "Storming,  wind 
N.  E. ;  churned  ;  seven  in  the  evening,  son  born." 

The  Tauchnitz  Library  has  just  reached  its  three- 
thousandth  issue. 

"The  Cook  and  the  Captive"  is  the  surprising 
title  of  Miss  Charlotte  Yonge's  new  historical  novel. 
France  in  the  Middle  Ages  is  the  scene  of  the  story. 

"The  Sherman  Letters  "is  the  title  finally  de- 
cided upon  for  the  volume  of  the  correspondence 
between  William  T.  and  John  Sherman  to  be  pub- 
lished early  in  September.  The  book  is  thus  de- 
scribed : 

"The  collection  covers  the  period  1837-1891,  and  is 
complete  in  itself  and  of  great  historic  value.  The  ex- 
pressions of  opinion  which  these  letters  contain  are  so 
freely  given,  says  Mrs.  Thorndike  (Rachel  Sherman)  in 
her  introductory  note,  'as  to  furnish  an  excellent  idea  of 
the  relations  that  existed  between  my  father  and  his 
brother.'  In  editing  these  letters,  Mrs.  Thorndike  has 
let  them  speak  for  themselves,  merely   binding  them  to- 


"Too  Many  Cooks 

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Our  little  Cook  Book  tells  how  to  use  Armour's  Extract 
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gether  with  a  few  words  of  explanation  where  any  is  re- 
quired. The  book  will  contain  the  latest  and  best  por- 
traits of  the  general  and  the  senator." 

A  new  book,  containing  stories  dealing  with  life 
in  Holland,  has  been  written  by  Mary  Mapes 
Dodge,  whose  "  Hans  Brinker"  is  a  juvenile  classic. 
She  will  publish  this  fresh  work  under  the  title  of 
"The  Land  of  Pluck." 

Lew  Vanderpoole.  according  to  the  New  York 
Herald,  has  been  arrested  in  London  on  a  charge 
of  endeavoring  to  obtain  one  thousand  pounds  by 
false  pretenses  from  Charles  Russell,  son  of  the 
Lord  Chief-Justice  of  England.  Mr.  Vanderpoole 
will  be  remembered  for  his  attempt  to  pass  off  a 
work  of  his  own  on  the  proprietor  of  the  Cosmopol- 
itan Magazine  as  a  translation  from  an  unpublished 
posthumous  manuscript  of  George  Sand. 


Their  Heroines'  Looks. 

Some  omnivorous  reader  has  been  collecting  the 
descriptions  novelists  give  of  their  heroines,  and 
not  a  few  of  them  are  instructive  in  one  way  or 
another.  W.  E.  Norris  gives  this  account  of  the 
Countess  Radna  in  the  novel  of  that  name  : 

"  Her  wavy,  brown  hair  was  drawn  up  and  back  from 
her  low,  broad  forehead  ;  her  eyes  were  of  that  dark-blue 
color  which  is  rarely  seen  out  of  Ireland  ;  her  complexion 
was  almost  unnaturally  perfect,  though  the  credit  of 
having  produced  it  belonged  to  nature  alone  ;  her  little 
straight  nose,  her  short  upper  lip,  and  her  rounded  chin 
proclaimed  the  nobility  of  her  birth,  as  did  also  the  poise 
of  her  head  and  the  grace  of  her  movements.  She  had 
diamonds  of  great  size  round  her  neck  and  in  her  hair, 
otherwise  her  costume  was  simple  enough.  She  reminded 
him  of  miniatures  representing  beauties  of  the  last  cent- 
ury." 

W.  Clark  Russell,  the  writer  of  sea  stories,  him- 
self a  confirmed  invalid,  likes  a  more  robust  type. 
His  Miriam  Johnson,  in  "The  Romance  of  a 
Transport  Ship,"  thus  describes  herself: 

"I  might  fairly  have  been  described  by  a  forward- 
looking  eye  as  what  you  would  call  a  tolerably  fair  match. 
I  was  a  tall,  young,  well-made  girl,  broad  but  in  propor- 
tion, and  they  used  to  tell  me  that  I  carried  my  figure 
with  the  grace  of  a  professional  dancer.  My  hair  was 
black  as  the  wings  of  a  raven  ;  my  eyes  very  black  and 
filled  with  a  strong  light,  which  brightened  to  a  look  of 
fever  in  times  of  excitement ;  my  complexion  was  pale, 
but  clear;  my  teeth  large,  white,  and  regular,  and  I 
showed  them  much  in  talking  and  laughing.  I  will  not 
deny  that  my  charms — and  handsome  I  was — inclined  to 
coarseness  ;  I  mean  they  leaned  toward  the  manly  rather 
than  the  womanly  side." 

Two  men  together — W.  H.  Wilkins  and  Herbert 
Vivian  in  "  The  Green  Bay- Tree" — evolve  this  cre- 
ation : 

"She  was  a  universal  favorite,  and  yet  no  one  knew 
exactly  why  they  liked  her.  She  was  one  of  those  girls 
who  really  haven't  a  feature,  if  you  try  to  dissect  their 
appearance ;  but,  taken  as  a  whole,  she  was  decidedly 
attractive,  and  even  pretty.  Her  face  was  round,  and 
smooth,  and  child-like ;  her  slightly  turned-up  nose  and 
mischievous  eyes  gave  a  suggestion  of  deviltry ;  and 
when  her  cherry-red  lips  parted,  as  they  constantly  did  in 
sunny  smiles,  they  revealed  a  dazzling  set  of  pearly 
teeth.  Great  waves  of  golden  hair  were  hemmed  in 
under  a  sailor-hat,  trimmed  with  dark-blue  ribbon,  chosen 
out  of  compliment  to  Harrow.  She  wore  a  well-fitting 
tailor-made  dress  of  thin  blue  cloth,  which  gave  a  hint  to 
horseyness  and  served  to  show  off  her  compact  figure." 

Whether  a  man  or  a  woman  wrote  "A  Super- 
fluous Woman  "  is  not  certainly  known,  but  one 
would  imagine  that  a  woman  is  responsible  for 
Jessamine  Halliday  : 

"  From  her  mirror  looked  back  to  her  small  oval  face, 
with  a  dash  of  color  in  her  cheeks,  exquisite  lips,  red  like 
cherries,  a  short,  dimpled  chin,  and  underneath  the 
wing-like  eyebrows  a  pair  of  large,  dark  eyes,  with  storm 
in  them.  The  color  and  the  storm  were  new.  She  took 
a  knot  of  pale  primrose  and  then  of  cream  ribbon  and 
tied  them  against  her  cheek,  but  neither  satisfied  her. 
A  bit  of  red  sweet-william,  with  other  flowers,  stood  in  a 
vase  on  her  mantel-piece  ;  she  tried  that.  The  rich,  deep 
velvety  hue  suited,  she  saw  in  a  moment,  the  flame-like 
signals  in  her  cheeks,  the  new  ripeness  in  her  lips,  the 
wild,  strange  light  in  her  eyes.  A  laugh  of  triumph 
parted  her  lips,  making  her  pearly  teeth  glitter,  and 
dimpling  with  tender,  mischievous  touches  the  pretty 
curves  of  her  chin  and  cheeks.  She  threw  down  the  glass 
and  lifted  her  lovely  arms,  clasping  her  hands  behind  her 
head.  '  1  am  beautiful!  beautiful!'  cried  she,  in  a 
strange  fervor  of  conviction." 

The  artistic  eye  for  color-effects  is  rather  femi- 
nine ;  but  for  a  real  woman's  heroine,  commend  us 
to  Adelicia  Terns  in  Charles  Egbert  Craddock's 
"  His  Vanished  Star"  : 

"Adelicia  had  an  oval  face,  with  a  little,  round,  un- 
assertive chin,  a  thin,  delicate,  aquiline  nose,  a  small 
mouth  with  full  lips,  the  indenture  in  the  upper  one  so 
deep  as  to  make  it  truly  like  a  bow,  and  widely  opened 
gray  eyes  that  resembled  nothing  so  much  as  moss-agates. 
They  were  veiled  by  long,  reddish  lashes,  and  the  hair 
that  hung  curling  down  about  the  nape  of  the  neck  was 
of  a  dull  copper  hue.  Her  complexion  was  exceedingly 
white,  and  she  had  thai  thin-skinned  look  which  is  incom- 
patible with  freckles  as  annuals ;  in  those  milk-white 
spaces  about  the  eves  were  tokens  of  sunny  weather, 
which  even  thi*  dark  days  of  winter  would  not  obliterate. 
Her  figure  was  slender,  and  she  did  not  look  strong." 

Another  peculiarly  feminine  heroine  is  described 
by  "  George  Egerton"  in  "  Keynotes"  : 

"  Her  face  is  more  characteristic  than  beautiful.  Nine 
men  would  pass  it,  the  tenth  sell  his  immortal  soul  for  it. 
The  chin  is  strong,  the  curve  of  the  jaw  determined  ; 
there  is  a  little  full  place  under  the  chin's  sharp  point. 
The  eyes  tell  you  little  ;  they  are  keen  and  inquiring,  and 
probe  others'  thoughts  rather  than  reveal  their  own.  The 
whole  face  is  one  of  peculiar  strength  and  self-reliance, 
The  mouth  is  its  contradiction  :  the  passionate  curve  of 
the  upper  lip  with  its  mobile  corners  and  the  tender  little 
under-lip  are  encouraging  promises  against  its  strength." 

We  must  not  abandon  the  subject  without  recall- 
ing the  lady  novelist  who  was  put~down  as  hope- 
lessly unlovely  by  the  cynical  paragrapher,  because 
she  described  her  heroine  as  "  not  strictly  beautiful, 
but  possessing  an  indefinable  charm  that  few  men 
could  resist." 


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LITERARY    NOTES. 


"A  Maiden's  Progress." 
It  is  a  new  idea  that  Violet  Hunt  has  had  in 
collecting  the  various  short  and  unconnected  society 
dialogues  she  has  been  contributing  to  various  En- 
glish periodicals— several  of  which  have  been  re- 
printed in  the  Argonaut—  and,  by  re-arranging  and 
slightly  altering  them,  making  of  them  "a  novel 
in  dialogue."  The  result  is  a  decidedly  entertain- 
ing picture  of  modern  English  society,  crisply 
written  and  showing  a  wide  knowledge  of  the  many 
factors  that  go  to  make  it  up  and  of  the  idio- 
syncrasies and  fads  of  individuals  and  classes  that 
give  it  its  complex  nature. 

The  heroine  is  Mary  Elizabeth'  Maskelyne,  the 
daughter  of  an  absent-minded  scientist  and  his 
rather  colorless  wife,  and  we  first  see  her  on  the 
afternoon  of  her  first  ball,  when  her  two  younger 
sisters  make  her  promise  to  tell  whom  she  dances 
with  and  to  repeat  all  the  compliments  she  gets— 
which  promise  is  redeemed  at  three  the  nest  morn- 
ing, the  two  girls  coming  in  in  their  night-gowns  to 
know  if  she  saw  "  Him,  the  Unknown  God."  Then 
she  serves  tea  in  her  mother's  drawing-room,  and 
she  and  a  girl  friend  discuss  in  secret  raptures  an 
actor  who  is  their  idol  for  the  moment.  At  a  bat 
masqui  she  confides  in  a  perfect  stranger,  and  later 
learns  that  he  is  a  mad  metaphysician,  but  his  con- 
versation, while  unusual,  does  her  no  harm.  She 
goes  in  for  art  and  evinces  plenty  of  "devil," 
which,  perhaps,  is  "  another  word  for  genius,"  but 
a  worker,  a  plodder  without  a  tithe  of  her  ability, 
persuades  her  to  leave  the  brush  and  palette  to 
those  who  need  their  aid  in  bread-winning. 

Moderna,  as  Miss  Maskelyne  is  called  by  her  in- 
timates, has  by  this  time  taken  the  bit  in  her  mouth , 
and  manages  the  family  to  the  extent  of  being 
allowed  to  do,  and  having  it  do,  as  she  pleases. 
She  visits  a  cousin  whose  mother  is  one  of  the  New 
Women,  and,  not  believing  in  chaperonage,  leaves 
Moderna  alone  in  the  country-house  with  a  Captain 
Jekyll,  who  kisses  her.  Here  are  her  reflections 
during  the  next  half-hour  : 

In  the  long  gallery  at  Stickleby  Hall.      It  is  italf.past  ten 
o'clock. 
Moderna  [sitting  in  the  window-seat]-l  wish   I  were 
dead  ! 

A  man  has  kissed  me  ! 

There  it  is  !  [Rubbing  Jur  cheek.}  Nothing  can  ever 
take  it  away  now.  I  can't  think  how  it  happened.  I 
can't,  I  can't !  I  never  thought  such  a  thing  would  hap- 
pen to  me  ! 

Is  there  anything  dreadful  about  me?  Do  I  look  the 
kind  of  girl  men  kiss  for  fun  1  Like  a  bar-maid  or  an 
actress?  No,  I  don't.  I  look  serious.  I  look  as  if  no 
man  had  ever  kissed  me  ;  and  no  man  ever  did  till  now. 

He  has  insulted  me.  I  ought  to  hate  him.  And  the 
worst  of  it  Is,  I  don't.  No,  I  don't.  If  I  had  hated  him, 
I  shouldn't  have  let  him  do  it,  for  it  wasn't  exactly 
against  my  will— and  yet  I  didn't  for  a  moment  expect 
him  to  insult  me.     He  has  ! 

And  after  all,  what  is  a  kiss  to  be  so  miserable  about  ? 
A  mere  peck— on  my  cheek,  such  as  my  brother  William 
gives  me,  or  my  cousin  Cecelia  !  Why  should  I  mind? 
But  it  was  a  man — a  strange  man  !  And  now,  if  ever  I 
fall  in  love— if  any  one  ever  falls  in  love  with  me— I  shall 
have  to  tell  him  that  I  have  been  kissed  !  I  can  never 
give  him  the  first,  I've  given  it  to  a  mere  stranger,  and  I 
can  never  give  it  again.  So  I  shall  never  marry— that 
settles  it.  I  didn't  mean  to,  but  I  couldn't  now  if  I 
wanted  to. 

The  captain  wants  to  make  the  aniende  honorable, 
even  offers  to  marry  her,  but  she  refuses  to  "  make 
us  both  miserable  for  life"  ;  and  when  she  does  be- 
come engaged  and  tells  of  this  adventure,  she  finds 
that  her  fianci  does  not  regard  it  as  a  mortal  sin. 

This  engagement  is  largely  brought  about 
through  the  machinations  of  Moderna's  youngest 
sister,  Peggy,  who  is  a  delightful  creation : 
"People  call  me  a  little  devil  sometimes,"  she 
says,  "but  they  never  call  me  a  fool.  I  should 
like  to  see  them.  I  don't  object  to  '  devil'  at  all." 
But  the  man  is  a  prig  :  he  can  not  understand 
Moderna's  nature,  and  she  .comes  to  the  conclusion 
that  "  love  in  a  cottage  is  all  very  well,  but  love  in 
a  band-box— I  should  die,"  and  breaks  it  oflf. 

A  delightful  interjected  chapter  is  the  one  in 
which  she  reads  the  criticism  her  father  makes  on  a 
novel  she  has  written  and  sent  him  anonymously 
for  review.     It  opens  in  this  wise  : 

Billv  [reads]  —  "  Madam  :  I  am  deeply  flattered  by 
your  allusions  to  my  literary  sagacity  and  my  European 

reputation " 

Moderna— That  fetched  him  !    I  thought  it  would. 
Billy  [reads]—"  But  I  take  this  opportunity  of  assur- 
ing you  that  I  am  the  last  person  in  the  world  to  consult 
with  regard  to  a  work  of  fiction.     As  a  matter  of  fact,  I 

never  read  any *' 

Moderna— Oh  !  He  reviews  novels  for  the  Incorrupt, 
ible  once  a  week  ! 

Billy  [reads] — "1  review  them.  At  the  same  time,  I 
shall  be  delighted  to  give  you  the  benefit  of  my  opinion, 
such  as  it  is.  .  .  .  Having  glanced,  superficially,  at  the 
manuscript  in  question,  it  occurs  to  me  that  I  can  be  of 
greater  assistance  to  you  in  your  literary  career  if  I  con- 
fine my  remarks  to  generalities,  and  speak  with  that  total 
absence  of  knowledge  which  characterizes  the  reviewer." 
And  the  old  gentleman  proceeds  to  give  her  ad- 
vice which,  if  couched  in  satiric  phrases,  would 
realty  be  of  aid  to  her  in  the  "literary  career  you 
think  will  be  the  crowning  glory  of  a  well-spent  girl- 
hood." 

Moderna  has  an  abundance  of  proposals  from 
men  who  are  in  every  way  eligible  except  that  they 
do  not  suit  her  fancy  ;  she  does  not  know,  though 
the  reader  is  early  let  into  the  author's  confidence, 
that  the  only  man  she  could  love  is  Lord  Coniston, 
whom  she  had  refused  when  he  was  her  father's 
private  secretary,  but  who  is  waiting  for  her,  though 
he  has  his  affaires  as  a  man  of  the  world  mean- 
while.    Her  younger  sister  marries,  and  she  begins 


to  think  even  hot-house  peaches  are  Dead  Sea 
fruit ;  finally  she  thinks  she  must  develop  her  indi- 
viduality and  live  her  life  fully,  so  she  gets  into  the 
toils  of  a  young  female  journalist,  and  is  by  her 
induced  to  meet  all  manner  of  queer  people  in  an 
alleged  Bohemia,  and  to  have  a  latch-key  to 
lodgings  in  the  Strand.  One  night,  in  a  fit  of 
pique,  she  promises  to  dine  alone  with  a  little  cad 
at  an  Italian  restaurant  and  to  go  to  a  music-hall 
afterward,  but  she  weakens  at  this  last  step,  and 
telegraphs  for  Coniston  to  come  and  take  her  home. 

Her  final  escapade,  the  last  stage  in  "The  Maid- 
en's Progress,"  as  Miss  Hunt  has  called  her  book, 
is  to  hide  behind  a  curtain  in  the  smoking-room  of 
a  country-house,  and  the  comments  she  hears — she 
had  just  done  a  skirt-dance  in  the  drawing-room — 
well,  here  are  bits  of  them  : 

"  I  must  say  I  think  it's  bad  form  for  society  girls  to 
try  to  cut  out  professionals — they  think  there's  nothing  in 
it  but  showing  their  legs." 

"They  are  about  as  graceful  as  a  kangaroo  with  the 
rheumatism." 

"  That  girl's  all  over  the  place.  She  thinks  every  man 
she  talks  to  is  gone  on  her;  and  she's  always  trying  to 
persuade  a  fellow  she's  gone  on  him." 

"Well,  I  won't  say  much  for  Modema's  manners — I 
won't  say  much  for  Moderna's  morals,  if  it  comes  to  that 
— but  she's  very  good  fun." 

"She  may  be  a  bit  fast  and  a  trifle  foolish,  but " 

And  so  they  go  on.  The  girl  nearly  dies  of 
shame.  Finally  her  Wanderjahre  comes  to  an  end 
— she  is  twenty-seven  and  has  been  "out"  nine 
years — and  she  accepts  the  lover  who  has  waited 
for  her. 

Enough  has  been  quoted  and  outlined  to  show 
the  manner  and  the  scope  of  the  story  ;  we  need 
only  add  that  there  is  not  a  dull  page  in  it.  Pub- 
lished by  Harper  &  Brothers,  New  York  ;  price, 
$1.00. 


: 


New  Publications. 
"  School  English,"  by  George  P.  Butler,  a  manual 
for  use  in  connection  with  the  written  English  work 
of  secondary  schools,  has  been  published  by  the 
American  Book  Company,  New  York  ;  price,  75 
cents. 

"  The  Old  Post-Road,"  the  tide  of  a  novelette 
by  M.  G.  McClelland,  refers  to  the  turnpike  be- 
tween Baltimore  and  Havre-de- Grace,  where  the 
scene  of  the  story  is  laid.  The  period  is  the  early 
part  of  the  century,  when  "jay-hawks"  abounded 
thereabouts,  and  these  gentry  hold  up  the  mail- 
coach.  A  young  fellow  of  good  family  is  suspected 
of  the  crime,  arrested,  and  put  on  trial,  and  matters 
look  pretty  black  for  him  when  he  is  saved  by  an 
act  of  self-sacrifice  by  the  girl  who  loves  him.  Pub- 
lished by  the  Merriam  Company,  New  York  ;  price, 
$1.00. 

"  David's  Loom,"  by  John  TrafFord  Clegg,  is  a 
story  of  life  among  the  English  weavers  during  the 
early  part  of  the  present  century,  when  the  hard 
times  that  followed  the  Napoleonic  wars  fired  the 
ignorant  workmen  to  frenzy  when  the  introduction 
of  labor-saving  machinery  seemed  to  threaten  to 
take  the  bread  from  their  mouths.  The  characters 
of  the  tale  are  strong,  flesh-and-blood  creatures, 
and,  when  one  gets  accustomed  to  the  dialect  they 
speak,  the  vicissitudes  of  their  various  fortunes  are 
followed  to  the  end  with  sympathetic  interest. 
Published  by  Longmans,  Green  &  Co.,  New 
York  ;  price,  $1.00. 

"  The  Statistical  Year-Book  of  Canada  for  1893" 
has  just  been  issued  by  the  Department  of  Agri- 
culture from  the  Government  Printing  Bureau  at 
Ottawa.  The  year-book  has  been  remodeled  in 
this  issue,  and  many  new  features  have  been 
added.  The  first  part,  the  "record,"  contains  his- 
torical matter  ;  the  constitution  and  government  of 
the  country  ;  results  of  the  census  of  1893  ;  state- 
ments of  bank-managers ;  presentations  of  im- 
portant events  of  the  vear,  such  as  the  Behring  Sea 
Settlement,  the  French  Treaty,  etc.  ;  and  concise 
biographies  of  notable  Canadians  who  have  died 
during  the  year  ;  also  an  article  on  the  forests  of 
Canada  and  an  account  of  Newfoundland.  The 
second  part,  the  "abstract,"  is  a  digest  of  the 
blue-books  issued  by  the  several  departments. 

"  Peter's  Wife  "  is  the  title  of  the  new  novel  by 
the  "Duchess."  A  cursory  examination  of  the 
first  few  pages  gives  the  impression  that  Mrs. 
Hungerford  can  reel  off  the  same  strings  of 
chatter  that  delighted  you — if  a  woman — in  "The 
Duchess,"  "  Molly  Bawn,"  "  Phyllis,"  and  the  rest  of 
them  as  many  years  ago  as  it  is  since  you  were  sweet 
— and  inexacting — sixteen.  Further  reading  confirms 
this  opinion  :  the  quotation  marks  and  the  para- 
graphs are  as  frequent  as  of  yore,  and  there  is  as 
little  of  "  tiresome  descriptions."  "  Peter's  Wife  " 
is  all  action  and  chatter,  and  the  pretty  and  well- 
kept  actors  in  this  "society  play"  in  type  are 
thrilled  by  the  same — or  precisely  similar — loves, 
and  hates,  and  doubts,  and  jealousies  that  have 
thrilled  the  "  Duchess's"  tender  young  readers  for 
the  past  many  years.  Published  by  the  J.  B.  Lip- 
pincott  Company,  Philadelphia  ;  price,  $1.00. 

May  Kendall,  one  of  the  younger  English  makers 
of  verse,  who  would  seem  to  be  an  especial 
prote'ge'  of  Andrew  Lang,  for  many  of  her  produc- 
tions appear  under  his  auspices,  so  to  say,  in 
Longmans'  Magazine,  has  gathered  her  fugitive 
verses  into  a  little  volume  which  she  calls  "  Songs 
from    Dreamland."      It    contains    many  kinds    of 


verses:  "Songs  of  the  City,"  among  which  are 
"The  Sandblast  Girl  and  the  Acid  Man,"  "In 
the  Minster,"  "The  Ballad  of  the  Flag  Painter," 
and  "An  Old  Singer";  "  Fantaisies,"  such  as 
"Two  Democrats,"  "The  Divining  Stone,"  and 
"The  Victor";  "Problems" — "Love  and  Mat- 
ter," "Fatalism,"  "The  Materialist";  "On  the 
Windy  Side  of  Care,"  typified  by  "  The  Vision  of 
Noah,"  "The  Fatal  Lift,"  "The  Fatal  Advertise- 
ments," and  "  In  the  Toy  Shop  "  ;  "  Looking  for 
Peru,"  which  includes  the  widely  copied  "Ballad 
of  Peru"  and  other  rhymes  ;  and  "To  Babylon." 
Miss  Kendall's  verse  is  more  to  be  commended  for 
facility  in  rhyming  than  for  the  ideas  it  enshrines, 
but  there  are  occasional  clever  bits  here  and  there 
that  give  the  book  a  reason  for  being.  Published 
by  Longmans,  Green   &  Co.,  New  York;   price, 

"  My  Pretty  Jane,"  by  Effie  Adelaide  Rowlands, 
is  provided  with  a  portrait  of  the  "authoress,"  a 
circumstance  calculated  to  arouse  the  suspicion  of 
those  who  have  never  heard  of  Effie  Adelaide  Row- 
lands. The  story  is  such  a  one  as  the  features 
shown  in  the  portrait  would  lead  one  to  expect :  a 
long-drawn-out  tale  of  a  rather  sentimental  charac- 
ter, without  shocking  scenes  or  brilliant  phrases 
tc  disturb  a  placid  reader.  The  "pretty  Jane" 
is  a  girl  of  sixteen,  whose  widowed  father 
marries  again  and  makes  the  mistake  of  wed- 
ding his  fifty  years  to  a  young  girl  whose 
beauty  is  only  equaled  by  her  poverty.  That  she 
does  not  fall  in  love  after  marriage  is  due  to  the 
fact  that  she  had  already  done  so  before  that  event, 
and  her  gilded  cage  is  not  made  any  the  more  at- 
tractive when  the  poor  youth  who  had  gone  broken- 
hearted from  her  presence  when  he  heard  she  was 
to  marry  a  rich  old  baronet,  himself  shortly  comes 
into  a  grand  title  and  wealth  galore  and  proceeds 
to  fall  in  love  with  her  step-daughter,  Jane.  There 
are  three  hundred  and  forty-four  pages  in  the  book, 
so  that  the  reader  can  not  complain  of  short  meas- 
ure. Published  by  the  J.  B.  Lippincott  Company, 
Philadelphia  ;  price,  $1.00. 


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OTTO    FLEISSNER 

Will  resume  teaching  Vocal,   Piano,   Organ,    and    Har- 
mony August  1st.   New  Ensemble  Classes  will  be  formed. 
Reception  Hours  :  Tuesday,  Friday,  and  Saturday  from 
12  to  2.       Residence,  2514  Octavia  St.,  near  Broadway, 


Energetic  efforts  are  being  made  to  publish  a 
complete  edition  of  the  works  of  Guy  de  Mau- 
passant.    A  London  paper  says  : 

"Numerous  offers  have  also  been  made  by  editors  of 
reviews  for  bis  posthumous  works,  but  negotiations  have 
fallen  through  owing  to  the  disinclination  of  Mme.  de 
Maupassant  to  transact  any  business  affairs,  as  she  is 
still  lamenting  the  loss  of  her  son.  The  Ollendorff  firm 
possesses  several  manuscripts  of  the  deceased  wnter, 
which,  when  published,  will  add  considerably  to  the 
literary  reputation  of  the  author.  One  of  the  earliest  of  the 
posthumous  works  will,  no  doubt,  be  the  '  Angelus,*  which, 
like  Zola's  'Debacle,'  has  the  Franco-German  War  as  its 
point  of  departure.  It  has  little  else,  however,  in  com- 
mon with  Zola's  work.  Before  losing  his  reason,  Mau- 
passant frequently  referred  to  the  *  Angelus '  as  his 
magnum  opus,  and  the  comer-stone  of  the  solid  literary 
edifice  which  he  had  built  up.  It  is  the  history  of  an  in- 
teresting cripple  who  saw  the  light  while  his  mother  was 
flying  from  the  Prussian  invaders.  She  had  a  fall, 
which  caused  the  deformity  of  her  child,  who  grew 
up  an  amiable  and  intelligent  youth.  The  mother 
preferred  the  unlucky  child  to  her  other  son.  When 
the  boys  become  men,  they  love  the  same  girl, 
who  learns  by  degrees  to  prefer  her  infirm  admirer. 
The  other  brother,  however,  seeks  and  obtains  the 
young  lady's  hand,  and  the  rejected  one  Is  plunged  into  a 
fever  of  grief.  The  mother,  previously  pious  and  resigned 
to  fate,  revolts  against  heaven,  which  insists  on  torturing 
the  life  of  her  favorite  son.  Her  anger  increases  as  she 
hears  the  youth  mutter  the  name  of  the  adored  one  in  his 
sleep,  and  while  the  Angelus  sounds  peacefully  across  the 
Norman  fields  and  orchards,  amid  which  the  scene  of  the 
story  is  laid,  she  rises  in  an  outburst  of  passion  and  blas- 
phemes a  terrible  God  who  feeds  on  tears  and  enjoys  the 
sufferings  of  His  creatures.  There  are  some  leaves  lack- 
ing in  the  manuscript,  but,  as  it  stands,  the  story  is  ex- 
pected to  produce  a  deep  impression.  Another  posthu- 
mous publication  will  be  '  L'Ame  Etrangere.'  which  also 
strikes  a  pessimistic  note." 


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September  io,  1894. 


A  woman  masquerading  as  a  man  has  been  a  pop- 
ular theme  for  a  play  since  the  days  of  the  masques 
and  the  early  dramas.  The  great  Elizabethans 
could  not  use  the  idea  too  often.  It  recurs  in 
Beaumont  and  Fletcher  as  persistently  as  it  does  in 
Shakespeare.  The  list  of  ladies  fair  who  march 
through  the  pages  of  these  "great  ones  gone," 
in  the  doublet  and  hose  of  my  lord's  page,  are  as 
numerous  as  the  guardsman  and  the  curate  in  the 
works  of  the  English  Philistine  novelist. 

The  next  crop  of  dramatists,  turning  back  to 
their  illustrious  predecessors,  could  steal  no  pret- 
tier picture  from  them  than  that  of  Bellario  in  her 
page's  dress,  sighing  for  the  love  of  her  indifferent 
master,  or  the  cruel  Ganymede  repulsing  the 
addresses  of  the  fond,  persevering  Phoebe. 
Wycherley,  as  soon  as  he  got  his  "  Country  Wife  " 
into  the  distracting  whirlpool  of  London  town,  put 
her  into  boy's  clothes.  The  heroine  in  "She 
Would  and  She  Would  Not  "  goes  through  nearly 
the  entire  piece  in  the  brave  garb  of  a  fine  gentle- 
man of  the  days  of  powder  and  patches. 

Into  drama,  into  comedy,  into  poetry,  into  fiction 
comes  "the  pretty  page  with  the  dimpled  chin," 
who  is  either  my  lord's  sweetheart  beguiled  by  him 
to  follow,  or  else  my  lord's  sweetheart  who  follows 
him  of  her  own  free  will,  "disguised  as  his  true 
servitor,  to  the  very  battle-place."  She  has  been 
warlike,  like  Mary  Arabree,  or  she  has  been  the 
sport  of  chance,  the  cause  of  much  perplexity  and 
mirth,  like  the  frolic  "Demoiselles  de  St.  Cyr." 
She  has  come  upon  the  scene  in  the  glamour  of 
romance  and  gloomy  passion,  and  gone  off  it  in 
the  dark  hush  of  tragedy,  like  Constance  de  Bever- 
ley. She  has  been  delightful  and  absurd,  like 
Angelina  in  her  cockled  hat  and  pilgrim  staff;  and 
she  has  been  morbid,  and  intense,  and  long-winded, 
like  the  faithful  Kaled. 

On  the  other  hand,  the  diverting  figure  of  the 
man  attired  in  the  garb  of  the  woman  has  offered 
little  attractions  to  the  dramatist  and  but  few  to  the 
novelist.  In  the  Shakespearean  era,  this  situation 
would  have  been  without  effect,  as  all  the  female 
characters  were  personated  by  young,  beardless 
boys.  There  were  no  real  Rosalinds  or  Juliets  or 
Duchesses  of  Malfi  until  after  Shakespeare  and 
Webster  and  Marlowe  had  been  laid  with  their 
native  dust.  Burbage,  the  first  distinguished 
Shakespearean  actor,  who  has  left  some  faint  traces 
behind  him  of  his  far-away  greatness,  must  have 
acted  Hamlet  to  an  Ophelia  personated  by  a  gawky 
hobbledehoy.  His  successor,  Betterton,  who, 
though  the  son  of  a  cook,  was  yet  so  grand  and 
lordly  an  actor  that  the  criticism  of  the  time  states 
he  could  reduce  even  the  fops  and  orange-girls  to 
awed  silence,  was  fortunate  enough  to  make  his 
bow  on  the  stage  when  the  actress  had  become  a 
recognized,  if  rare,  figure  upon  the  boards. 

It  may  be  that  the  man  masquerading  in  woman's 
dress  has  been  so  avoided  by  the  dramatists  be- 
cause they  are  sensitive  about  presenting  the  lords 
of  creation  in  such  an  undignified  guise.  For, 
with  only  one  or  two  insignificant  exceptions,  all 
the  English  dramatists  have  been  men,  and  it  is 
but  natural  that  they  should  not  want  to  hold  their 
own  sex  up  to  ridicule.  Besides,  there  is  nothing 
romantic  or  dramatic  about  the  man  disguised  in  a 
wig  and  skirts.  It  has  never,  in  history,  drama,  or 
fiction,  been  a  truly  picturesque  success.  Byron, 
with  irritated  audacity,  essayed  it  in  fiction,  hoping 
that  the  shocked  world  would  register  him  among 
its  unregenerate,  irreclaimable,  literary  black  sheep, 
but  it  merely  greeted  his  daring  effort  with  appre- 
ciative laughter.  Jefferson  Davis  tried  it  in  fact, 
but  his  boots  showed  below  his  hoop-skirt  and  be- 
trayed the  last  hope  of  the  Confederacy. 

As  it  is  impossible  to  invest  the  male  in  woman's 
dress  with  either  dignity  or  romance,  he  has 
dropped  down  to  the  level  of  mere  farce  ;  and 
when  he  does  appear  on  the  stage,  or  in  the  pages 
of  a  book,  looks  fully  as  foolish  as  Achilles  must 
have  done  when  Ulysses  found  him  weaving  tapes- 
tries among  the  maidens.  Like  Charley's  Aunt, 
all  the  other  members  of  the  noble  army  of 
bonneted  and  skirted  males  are  standing,  with  re- 
luctant feet,  where  the  brook  and  river  of  comedy 
and  farce  meet.  Most  of  them,  too,  have,  like 
Lizzie  Lindsay,  kilted  their  coats  of  green  satin  as 
high  as  their  knee  and  boldly  waded  into  farce. 
There  is  little  legitimate  comedy  to  be  looked  for 
when  the  leading  character  of  a  play  is  a  young 
man  in  the  attire  of  an  old  lady.  It  is  as  sure  to  be 
farcical  as  that  a  drama  with  a  tank  is  going  to  be 
melodramatic,  or  a  comic  opera  is  going  to  be  sung 
by  people  who  have  no  voices,  no  ears,  and  no 
sic  n  them. 
Charley's  Aunt"  is  honestly   farcical.     If  one 


doubted  it  when  one  saw  the  play  opening  sedately 
in  the  paneled,  picture-hung,  harmonious  apart- 
ment of  a  young  collegian  in  the  calm  and  studious 
atmosphere  of  Oxford,  one  can  doubt  it  no  longer 
when  the  young  ladies  enter  upon  the  scene.  They 
are  true  farce-comedy.  They  are  almost  Hoyt-y. 
Their  shrill  voices,  their  blonde  heads,  their  astound- 
ing costumes,  their  way  of  skipping  across  the 
stage  are  so  reminiscent  of  a  good,  rollicking, 
entirely  disconnected,  song-and-dance-besprinkled 
farce  that  one  would  not  be  in  the  least  surprised  if 
they  broke  out  into  a  skirt-dance  or  began  to  sing 
"  Daddy  Won't  Buy  Me  a  Bow-wow."  It  is  a 
pity,  for  the  sake  of  preserving  an  air  of  natural- 
ness in  the  play,  that  some  one  does  not  make  these 
girls  dress  less  like  characters  in  "  A  Trip  to  China- 
town" and  more  like  two  ordinary  young  English- 
women, who  have  come  to  a  lunch-party  with  two 
Oxford  under- graduates  and  a  Brazilian  aunt. 

There  ought  to  be  a  committee  or  a  management 
in  second-rate  companies  to  show  the  people  how- 
to  dress  in  keeping.  One  can  stand  John  L.  Sulli- 
van appearing  as  an  honest  blacksmith  in  the 
garish  light  of  afternoon  arrayed  in  full  evening- 
dress,  with  a  diamond  pin  in  the  middle  of  his  shirt- 
front.  One  can  even  tolerate  seeing  "  Lady  Wind- 
ermere's Fan,"  as  it  was  given  a  short  time  ago  at 
the  California  Theatre,  where  all  the  members  of 
the  cast  scorned  to  be  seen  in  anything  but  full  ball- 
costume,  even  in  the  early  morning  hours.  One 
imagined  that  they  slept  in  their  mousquetaire 
gloves  and  diamonds.  But  in  so  pretentious  and 
successful  a  play  as  "  Charley's  Aunt,'*  one  expects 
to  see  the  company  costumed  with  taste  and  appro- 
priateness, and  is  disappointed  if  they  have  the  ap- 
pearance of  having  rented  their  clothes  from  the 
nearest  misfit  parlors. 

As  a  frankly  farcical,  absurdly  funny  play, 
"  Charley's  Aunt  "  is  a  success.  It  is  ridiculously 
funny.  Since  "The  Private  Secretary"  first  ap- 
peared, no  comedy  has  had  such  a  power  to  rouse 
laughter.  Always  hovering  on  the  verge  of  the 
wildly  improbable,  it  yet  keeps  to  the  possible,  and 
in  this — the  naturalness  of  all  the  situations — lies 
much  of  the  humor  that  permeates  the  whole.  The 
story,  quietly  told,  would  not  sound  in  the  least  im- 
possible. The  actors  exaggerate  it  with  too  much 
horse-play,  and  rob  a  good  many  of  the  scenes  of 
their  droll  effectiveness  by  over-acting  them.  Lord 
Fancourt  Babberley  must  be  black  and  blue  before 
the  end  of  the  performance,  judging  by  the  waj' 
they  punch,  and  kick,  and  pound  that  poor  little 
man. 

Brandon  Thomas,  the  author,  is  an  English 
actor,  and,  in  "  Charley's  Aunt,"  one  might  say 
that,  in  a  mild  way,  he  had  an  inspiration.  The 
idea  is  so  eminently  fitted  for  humorous  treatment 
on  the  stage,  and  is  so  simple  and  unimpeded  by 
detail.  The  dialogue  flows  along  with  effortless 
spontaneity.  What  little  action  there  is,  is  natural 
and  suitable  to  the  absurd  and  ludicrous  imbroglio. 
The  whole  play  suggests,  in  its  unrestrained,  fluent 
easiness,  that  it  was  written  off  with  quick,  vivacious 
facility.  It  has  made  a  fortune  for  its  author.  It 
has  not  only  been  played  in  England  and  this 
country  for  many  months,  but  it  has  been  trans- 
lated into  other  languages,  and  is  convulsing  foreign 
audiences.  Its  success  once  more  demonstrates  the 
truth  of  the  statement  that  what  the  theatre-going 
public  likes  is  to  laugh. 

Though  the  thread  of  story  is  so  thin,  the  in- 
terest is  kept  up  to  the  end  without  flagging.  This 
is  all  the  more  remarkable,  as  any  one  from  the  first 
may  see  how  the  simple  plot  is  to  work  itself  out. 
The  sustaining  of  the  interest  is  due  to  the  fresh 
and  undiminished  gayety  and  gleeful  folly  that 
mark  each  succeeding  scene.  No  situation  in  the 
piece  is  funnier  than  that  at  the  opening  of  the  last 
act,  where  the  false  aunt,  left  alone  with  the  women 
after  dinner,  is  attacked  with  nervous  apprehensions 
as  to  what  turn  the  conversation  may  take.  The 
piece  is  constructed  slightly  after  the  manner  of 
Hoyt's  plays,  with  the  view  of  making  each  scene 
amusing  in  itself  rather  than  of  importance  in  the 
fabric  of  the  whole.  The  harmonies  of  a  well- 
built  whole  are  sacrificed  to  the  momentary  effect- 
iveness of  each  succeeding  portion. 

The  company  is  said  on  the  programme  to  be 
"  under  the  direction  of  Mr.  Charles  Frohman." 
It  is  a  poor  company.  Outside  Arthur  Larkin,  the 
young  Englishman  who  takes  the  part  of  the  aunt, 
and  who  literally  carries  the  whole  piece  on  his 
shoulders,  there  is  no  one  who  is  above  the  medi- 
ocre and  some  who  are  below  it.  It  may  be  said 
that  the  play  is  so  lively,  so  funny,  so  full  of  verve 
and  vivacity  that  it  almost  acts  itself ;  it  may  also 
be  said  that  outside  Lord  Fancourt  Babberley  there 
are  no  characters  of  any  moment  in  the  play — still, 
after  the  polished  excellence  of  the  companies  that 
have  been  with  us  lately,  the  crudeness  of  this  one 
is  very  apparent. 

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STAGE    GOSSIP. 


Alexander  Salvini  has  made  a  success  in  "A 
Child  of  Naples,"  in  which  he  will  be  seen  at  the 
Baldwin  later  in  the  season. 

Verdi  is  said  to  be  at  work  on  a  new  opera,  but 
he  has  shut  himself  up  in  his  country  house,  and 
the  most  intrepid  interviewers  in  Italy  dare  not  ap- 
proach him. 

The  title  of  Madeline  Pollard's  new  play  is  to  be 
"  Moths,"  and  it  is  said  that  a  strenuous  effort  is 
being  made  to  secure  Colonel  Breckenridge  to  play 
the  role  of  the  candle. 

"  Charley's  Aunt "  is  to  be  continued  next  week 
at  the  Baldwin  Theatre.  The  advance  sale  is  large, 
and  the  play  is  evidently  booked  for  a  highly  suc- 
cessful run  throughout  the  engagement. 

Among  the  devotees  of  the  wheel  are  Jean  and 
Edouard  de  Reszke\  who  have  recently  made  a 
bicycle  tour  of  some  five  hundred  miles  in  France 
and  are  now  pedaling  to  their  native  Poland. 

The  play  used  to  re-open  the  Empire  Theatre  in 
New  York  a  fortnight  ago  was  "Charley's  Aunt," 
with  the  original  cast.  The  company  now  at  the 
Baldwin  gave  the  play  one  hundred  and  fifty  times 
in  Boston. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Kendal  will  soon  come  to  the 
Baldwin  Theatre  with  a  notable  repertoire  of  plays, 
but  their  piece  de  resistance  will  be  "  The  Second 
Mrs.  Tanqueray,"  in  which  Mrs.  Kendal  has  met 
with  so  much  adverse  criticism. 

Anna  Boyd,  who  achieved  some  fame  as  the 
sportive  widow  in  "A  Trip  to  Chinatown,"  has 
taken  her  jaunty  person  to  Chicago  and  has  the 
titular  r61e  in  "  Aladdin,  Jr.,"  the  current  Henderson 
extravaganza,  which  is  now  in  its  fourth  month  in 
the  Windy  City  and  is  to  come  to  San  Francisco 
this  winter. 

Charles  Frohman  is  a  busy  manager  these  days. 
He  is  examining  the  scenario  of  a  new  play  by 
Henry  Guy  Carleton,  the  plans  of  an  original  play 
William  Gillette  is  to  finish  for  him  by  December, 
and  an  adaptation  of  a  French  comedy  by  the 
same  playwright,  which  is  to  be  produced  at  the 
end  of  October. 

"  Patience  "  is  proving  a  strong  attraction  at  the 
Tivoli.  Ferris  Hartman  is  the  Bunthorne,  Miss 
Salinger  the  Patience,  Mary  P.  Thomson  the 
Lady  Angela,  Carrie  Godfrey  the  Lady  Jane,  and 
the  other  roles  are  creditably  taken  by  various 
members  of  the  company.  The  living  pictures  are 
well  received,  some  of  them  having  proved  so  pop- 
ular that  they  are  repeated  from  last  week's  pro- 
gramme. "  Patience  "  and  a  new  series  of  pictures 
will  be  presented  during  the  coming  week. 

The  living  pictures  to  follow  the  performance  of 
"  Friends"  at  the  California  Theatre  every  evening 
this  week,  will  be  ten  in  number,  chosen  from  the 
world's  greatest  masterpieces.  They  will  be  shown 
with  every  device  of  the  new  art  that  has  sprung 
up  since  "living  pictures"  became  the  vogue  in 
London  and  New  York.  As  they  lengthen  the 
evening's  entertainment  by  many  minutes,  the 
management  announces  that  the  performance  of 
"  Friends  "  will  begin  promptly  at  eight  o'clock. 

"If  we  may  judge  from  the  constant  stream  of 
new  editions  of  his  works  which  issue  from  the 
press,"  says  the  Athencsum,  "it  is  evident  that 
publishers  do  not  agree  with  theatrical  managers 
that  '  Shakespeare  spells  ruin.' "  But  does  the  the- 
atrical manager  of  to-day  pronounce  "  Shake- 
speare"  as  if  it  spelled  "ruin"?  The  leading 
manager  of  England  can  hardly  be  disposed  to 
mispronounce  it  in  that  way.  And  Mr.  Daly — one  i 
of  the  leading  managers  of  America — has  no  more 
reason  to  do  so  than  Mr.  Irving.  Nowadays, 
Shakespeare  spells  "  success.i* 

The  opening  of  the  regular  fall  and  winter  sea- 
son of  the  California  Theatre  promises  to  be  a 
most  auspicious  one,  as  the  attraction  announced 
is  the  comedy-drama,  "  Friends,"  from  the  pen  of 
Edwin  Milton  Royle.  The  same  company  that 
presented  "Friends"  here  last  season  will  again 
be  seen  in  the  same  rdles.  During  the  summer 
vacation,  Mr.  Royle  is  reported  to  have  gone  care- 
fully over  his  play — brightening  up  the  dialogue 
and  various  scenes,  cutting  a  bit  here  and  adding 
fresh  material  there — so.  when  it  is  seen  Monday 
night,  many  changes  for  the  better  will  be  noticed. 
Lucius  Henderson,  the  actor-pianist,  will  be  heard 
in  some  charming  and  difficult  selections  during 
his  piano  recital  scene  in  the  second  act.  The  en- 
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VANITY    FAIR. 


Some  months  ago,  one  of  our  London  corres- 
pondents drew  attention  to  the  fact  that  Americans 
were  no  longer  the  great  social  success  in  London 
that  they  were  at  one  time.  The  letter  was  widely 
copied,  and  more  than  one  American  has  dilated  on 
the  subject.  Among  them  none  is  better  qualified 
to  speak  than  George  W.  Smalley,  the  "  G.  W.  S." 
of  the  New  York  Tribune,  who  has  lived  so  long  in 
England  and  has  so  thoroughly  absorbed  the  atmos- 
phere of  his  adopted  country  that  he  has  been 
dubbed  "  the  old  Tory  squire."  In  a  recent  letter 
to  his  paper  in  this  country,  he  says  :  "  The  Ameri- 
can invasion  of  London  has  in  truth  been  followed, 
to  some  extent,  by  a  reaction.  The  popularity  of 
the  American  visitor,  as  such,  is  not  at  this  moment 
at  its  highest.  The  revolt  of  the  British  Matron 
has  been  only  too  successful,  as  many  an  American 
girl,  arriving  this  season  with  high  hopes,  has 
found  to  her  disappointment.  If  she  had  friends, 
they  welcomed  her.  If  she  came  to  make 
friends,  she  has  found  obstacles  in  her  way.  Her 
friends'  appeals  in  her  behalf  to  their  friends  have 
not  always  been  successful.  Doors  which  used  to 
open  readily  to  her  have  remained  closed.  London 
loses  as  much  as  her  visitors  lose — loses  some  of 
that  charm  of  brilliant  novelty  which,  season  after 
season,  the  arriving  American  woman  has  imparted 
to  it.  The  loss  will  soon  be  felt,  the  men  will  be 
vaguely  aware  that  they  are  tyrannized  over  by  the 
British  Matron,  and  there  will  be  a  fresh  demand 
for  the  days  when  the  beautiful  beings  from  beyond 
the  Atlantic  floated  airily  through  the  drawing- 
rooms  of  London.  Many  of  them,  of  course,  still 
do — I  speak  only  of  the  new  ones  who  have  been 
excluded.  The  mere  American  Man  is  not  a  dis- 
turbing force  in  London  society.  He  gives  rise 
to  few  or  no  jealousies.  He  is  seldom  a  great  fig- 
ure for  any  length  of  time.  If  he  comes  as  minis- 
ter or  embassador,  he  may  be,  but  even  then  it  will 
not  be  wholly  or  mainly  because  he  is  minister  or 
embassador,  but  because,  being  one  or  the  other, 
he  has  personal  gifts  to  which  the  diplomatic  career 
opens  a  field.  Mr.  Lowell  was  an  example,  Mr. 
Phelps  another  ;  and  there  have  been  in  times  past 
plenty  of  examples  on  the  other  side — examples  of 
American  Ministers  who  were  devoid  of  social  apti- 
tudes, and  who,  therefore,  achieved  no  social  suc- 
cess. Many  a  private  American  has  done  better  for 
himself  than  many  a  diplomatist.  He  is  usually  a 
bird  of  passage.  If  he  builds  his  nest  here,  the 
conditions  alter.  He  must  have  very  remarkable 
qualities,  indeed,  if  he  is  to  keep  a  permanent  foot- 
hold. If  he  has  good  manners  and  good  conversa- 
tion, and  does  not  tell  too  many  or  too  long  stories, 
and  abstains  from  trying  to  monopolize  the  atten- 
tion of  the  table  or  of  the  drawing-room— if,  in  one 
word,  he  has  it  in  him  to  be  agreeable  or  amusing, 
or  both,  and  not  to  presume  on  either,  he  has  the 
elements  of  social  popularity.  If  he  has  something 
to  offer  in  return  for  hospitalities,  a  cutlet  for  a  cut- 
lei,  so  much  the  better.  It  has,  however,  been 
given  to  few  Americans  to  come  year  after  year  and 
remain  a  favorite."  _ 

"  Ghost  parties  "  is  the  name  a  New  York  woman 
(quoted  in  the  Tribune)  has  imagined  to  designate 
a  new  scheme.  ' '  I  call  her  functions  '  ghost  par- 
ties,'"  she  says,  "because  they  are  only  the 
shadows  of  the  substance,  the  event  itself  being 
purely  imaginary.  Why,  that  woman  has  gained 
the  reputation  for  entertaining,  and  has  received  no 
end  of  dinner  invitations  on  absolutely  nothing  at 
all !  I  have  suspected  her  tactics  for  some  time, 
and  now  I  am  quite  sure  that  what  I  assert  is  quite 
true — that  in  nine  cases  out  of  ten  her  dinners  are 
purely  imaginary.  She  has  a  clever  way  of  finding 
out  who  is  engaged,  to  whom,  and  then  she  asks 
people  who  she  knows  can  not  come  to  her  house — 
and  so  scores  to  her  social  account,  with  no  other 
outlay  than  her  crested  paper  and  dainty  seal." 


Just  now  there  is  coming  in  vogue  a  style  of 
arranging  the  hair  which  bids  fair  to  become  a  rage, 
as  it  did,  unfortunately,  thirty  or  more  years  ago. 
"  Ugly  among  the  ugly,"  says  the  Bazar,  "  it  is  a 
style  that  should  be  adopted  only  by  those  whose 
ears  are  more  remarkable  for  size  than  for  beauty. 
Hair  parted  straight  through  the  middle  and 
brought  close  to  the  eyes  and  over  Ihe  ears  until  it 
reaches  the  neck,  when  it  is  drawn  into  a  knot  or 
coil  so  low  down  upon  the  back  of  the  head  that  it 
almost  rests  upon  the  dress-collar,  is  probably  be- 
coming to  no  one  ;  yet  with  a  few  modifications 
this  style  may  be  suitable  to  many,  especially  so  to 
those  with  strong  but  not  coarse  features,  and 
heads  that  are  broad  and  high  above  the  temples. 
In  such  cases  the  hair  is  simply  waved  and  brushed 
loosely  downward,  but  at  the  same  time  slightly 
backward,  so  that  the  ears  shall  not  be  covered,  and 
then  made  at  the  back  of  the  head,  not  on  the  neck, 
into  a  moderately  heavy  coil.  This  frequently  has 
a  beautiful  effect,  as  it  had  in  the  case  of  the  late 
Mrs.  Rutherford  B.  Hayes,  to  whom  it  imparted  a 
Madonna-like  expression  that  was  greatly  admired 
by  those  whose  ideas  of  beauty  were  not  derived 
solely  from  fashion-plates.  If,  on  the  contrary,  this 
style  of  hair-dressing  be  adopted  by  women  with 
low  and  somewhat  narrow  foreheads,  prominent 
cheek-bones,  and  heavy  cheeks  and  chins,  they  will 
do  themselves  a  great  injustice.  A  fine-looking, 
middle-aged  woman,   whose  fine,   abundant,  wavy 


gray  hair  has  always  been  esteemed  her  chief 
beauty,  was  hardly  recognized  when  she  appeared 
at  a  hotel  table  a  few  mornings  ago  with  her  hair 
arranged  in  the  new  fashion.  She  looked  capable 
of  'treason,  stratagem,  and  spoils.'  Her  pretty 
forehead  and  small,  exquisitely  cut  ears  being  hid- 
den, her  nose  was  discovered  to  be  unexpectedly 
large,  her  cheek-bones  suddenly  became  unduly 
prominent,  and  her  full  cheeks  had  developed  into 
— the  word  is  a  very  disagreeable  one  when  applied 
to  a  human  being,  but  it  is  the  only  one  which  is 
applicable — 'chops,'  while  the  short  neck  disap- 
peared from  view  when  the  heavy  hair  lay  in  a  coil 
upon  its  nape.  Her  husband  proved  himself  to  be 
a  man  of  taste  by  promptly  pronouncing  his  verdict 
against  theln novation.  In  vain  his  wife  protested 
that  the  styles  had  changed.  '  That  made  no  differ- 
ence to  him,'  he  declared  ;  '  the  laws  of  beauty  did 
not  change  with  the  fashions,  and  if  his  wife  wished 
him  to  continue  to  admire  her,  she  must  return  to 
her  old  ways.'  The  next  day  there  was  a  return  to 
the  old  becoming  style  of  softly  waving  hair  drawn 
loosely  back  and  massed  gracefully  upon  the  top  of 
the  head.  Yesterday  there  was  no  uglier  woman 
of  her  age  ;  to-day  there  are  few  prettier." 


The  little  "  new  Yorker,"  as  the  Duke  of  York's 
baby  has  been  facetiously  called,  has  created  a 
more  profound  sensation  in  this  country  than  in 
the  land  of  his  birth,  but  in  another  way — that  is, 
by  being  photographed.  For  in  some  of  the 
photographs  his  happy  father  and  his  august  grand- 
sire  have  figured,  and  the  anglomaniacs  of  Gotham 
and  their  followers  throughout  this  glorious  land 
of  liberty  have  seized  with  avidity  on  these  coun- 
terfeit presentments  of  the  two  arbiters  of  mascu- 
line fashion  and  have  analyzed  them  down  to  the 
lay  of  a  hair  and  the  latest  wrinkle  in  raiment  of 
whatsoever  kind.  Doubtless  some  clairvoyant 
chappies  have  penetrated  the  outer  garb  of 
royalty  and  divined  the  texture  of  the  princely  un- 
dershirt and  the  hue  of  the  ducal  socks  ;  but,  if 
so,  they  have  kept  the  precious  information  locked 
securely  in  their  own  breasts.  But  to  the  outward 
and  visible  signs  :  "  Him,"  the  oracle  of  Vogue, 
"  saw  both  Albert  Edward  and  the  Duke  of  York 
coming  out  of  Marlborough  House,"  and  they 
drove  away  in  a  "  small,  unpretentious  brougham." 
The  father  looks  older,  naturally,  but  he  "  has  lost 
none  of  his  distinction."  Both  wore  "  stove-pipe  " 
hats,  with  "  the  tall,  narrow,  bell-shaped  crown  and 
curling  brim  which  is  so  popular  here."  The 
Duke  of  York  had  "an  abominable  frock-coat, 
quite  short  in  the  waist  and  hardly  reaching  to  his 
knees."  His  trousers,  as  his  coat,  were  dark,  al- 
though not  of  the  same  material  or  pattern  as  his 
coat.  He  had  a  white  waiscoat  and  "one  of  the 
puffy,  large  Ascot  cravats  so  popular  now  in  Eng- 
land. They  cover  all  of  the  shirt-bosom  to  be 
seen,  which  is  quite  a  space,  as  the  waistcoats  are 
cut  very  low,  and  the  tie-pin  is  placed  in  the  puff, 
which  comes  just  below  the  V-point,  where  the 
two  sides  of  the  Ascot  meet  or  are  folded."  The 
Duke  of  York  parts  his  hair  on  the  side,  "  which 
is  also  very  smart,"  but  on  the  left,  just  about  two 
inches  beyond  the  former  middle  part.  He  wore 
a  white  flower — "it  looked  like  a  gardenia" — and 
his  coat  was  unbuttoned.  A  watch-chain  was  in 
the  waistcoat.  The  prince's  coat  was  longer  in  the 
skirts,  but  "not  at  all  of  that  wretched,  exagger- 
ated mode  with  which  we  were  inflicted  last 
winter  in  New  York."  He  wore  a  tie  of  the  same 
style  as  his  son  ;  his  trousers  were  white  and 
black  shepherd's  plaid,  and  his  boots  were  "  honest 
and  stout,  but  not  of  patent  leather."  "A  most 
extraordinary  thing,"  declares  our  Mentor,  "was 
the  total  absence  of  crease  "  in  the  trousers  of  both 
the  father  and  son.  "  This  alone  is  a  radical  de- 
parture, and  one  which  will  have  its  effect  through- 
out the  civilized  world.  The  prince  recently  had 
his  photographs  taken  in  civilian  dress,  and  in  every 
one  the  absence  of  crease  and  almost  a  tendency  to 
bag  at  the  knees  are  plainly  visible.  I  noticed  also 
that  the  London  man  does  not  have  the  cast-iron 
crease  of  the  New  Yorker.  It  is  very  modified." 
"  Him  "  should  consult  an  oculist,  for  men  in  Eng- 
land are  wearing  creases,  as  sharply  defined  as  are 
to  be  seen  in  the  Knickerbocker  Club  itself,  in  all 
their  trousers  except  those  worn  in  the  evening. 
Curiously  enough,  the  crease  is  not  swagger  in 
evening-dress.  As  to  the  absence  of  creases  in  the 
prince's  photographs — as  well  as  the  link- button 
which  joins  the  lapels  of  Albert  Edward's  frock-coat, 
which  is,  doubtless,  a  whim  of  the  moment — that 
"  new  departure  "  is  to  be  explained  by  the  known 
fact  that  the  Prince  of  Wales  has  suffered  so 
much  from  imitation  that  when  he  is  to  be  photo- 
graphed he  dresses  differently  from  the  ordinary. 
He  once  had  an  imported  servant  who  not  only 
copied  his  royal  master,  but  even  went  to  the 
prince's  own  tailor.  The  prince  got  rid  of  the  man, 
but  the  memory  remains. 


Here  is  a  recipe  for  the  selection  of  a  husband  : 
"For  a  man's  birth,  look  to  his  linen  and  finger- 
nails and  observe  the  inflections  of  his  voice.  For 
his  tastes,  study  the  color  of  his  ties,  the  pattern 
and  hang  of  his  trousers,  his  friends,  and  his  rings 
— if  any.  For  his  propensities,  walk  round  and 
look  carefully  at  the  back  of  his  head,  and  remem- 
ber, girls,  never  to  marry  a  man  whose  neck  bulges 
ever  so  little  over  his  collar.  If  you  want  a  suc- 
cessful man,  see  that  he  has  a  neat  foot ;  he  will 


move  quicker,  get  over  obstacles  faster,  than  a  man 
who  falls  over  his  own  toes  and  trips  up  other  folks 
with  'em,  too.  For  his  breeding,  talk  sentiment  to 
him  when  he  is  starving  and  ask  him  to  carry  a 
band-box  down  the  public  street  when  you've  just 
had  a  row.  To  test  his  temper,  tell  him  his  nose  is 
a  little  on  one  side  and  you  don't  like  the  way  his 
hair  grows — and  if  that  won't  fetch  him,  nothing 
will." 


The  preference  among  English  yachtswomen  for 
divided  over  undivided  underskirts  is  now  un- 
doubted. They  found  out  their  advantages  during 
Cowes  week,  and  speak  enthusiastically  in  their 
favor.  There  is  no  floating  in  the  breeze,  to  the 
embarrassment  and  inconvenience  of  wearers,  and 
there  is  no  impeding  of  limbs  by  skirts  swirled 
tightly  round  them,  which  make  walking  not  alone 
a  labor,  but  most  ungraceful  and  unsightly.  This, 
however,  is  no  movement  in  the  direction  of  as- 
suming the  manly  attire  which  advanced  ladies 
counsel  for  their  sister  cyclists.  The  bifurcated 
underskirt  which  is  finding  favor  among  smart 
women  is  an  essentially  womanly  garment,  the 
daintiness  and  prettiness,  lightness  and  voluminous- 
ness  of  which  would  fill  the  emancipated  feminine 
mind  with  contempt  for  unemancipated  creatures 
who  still  prefer  to  go  in  for  prettiness  when  finding 
it  attainable  in  conjunction  with  comfort. 

Foreign  writers  on  domestic  economics  declare 
that  Americans  have  no  idea  of  comfort.  It  is,  at 
least,  suggestive  in  this  connection  (says  a  Phila- 
delphia publication)  to  remember  that  "  The 
Columbian  Association  of  Housekeepers  "  have  dis- 
covered that  the  American  family  spend  a  larger 
proportion  of  their  income  upon  their  clothing  than 
on  their  homes,  and  more  for  the  furnishings  of 
their  parlors  than  for  the  proper  equipment  of 
their  kitchens.  A  point,  therefore,  for  the  house- 
wife to  consider  is  that  the  legitimate  use  of  the 
surplus  is  to  increase  the  comfort  of  her  home,  not 
the  splendor  of  her  own  personal  belongings.  In 
other  words,  dainty  laces,  diamonds,  and  hand- 
some furs  should  be  the  last  or  crowning  expres- 
sion of  prosperity,  not  the  first  indications  of  suc- 
cess. A  well-appointed  home  is  the  only  suitable 
background  for  rich  and  expensive  clothing,  and  a 
woman  makes  not  only  a  financial  mistake,  but  an 
aesthetic  blunder,  when  she  encourages  her  hus- 
band to  give  her  elegant  ornaments  before  she  is 
able  to  dress  in  keeping  with  them.  It  is  wise  to 
remember  that  "the  life  is  more  than  meat  and 
the  body  than  raiment."  There  is  no  more  proper 
use  to  which  to  devote  the  surplus  than  that  of 
saving  the  strength  and  physical  well-being  of  the 
housewife.  It  is  better  to  have  a  competent,  well- 
trained  maid  at  increased  wages  than  to  be  tor- 
mented with  cheap  labor  and  consoled  with  plush 
chairs  in  the  parlor. 

No  doubt  it  will  be  a  relief  to  some  girls  with 
athletic  proclivities  to  know  the  extreme  limit  of 
the  size  of  the  waist.  A  recent  article  from  the 
pen  of  an  eminent  authority  on  the  subject  says  it 
is  not  the  proper  thing  to  lace,  or  even  to  have  the 
appearance  of  lacing.  No  waist  should  be  smaller 
than  twenty-four  inches.  The  proper  measure- 
ment for  the  chest  of  a  girl  whose  waist  is  that  size 
is  thirty-eight  inches.  Thus  it  will  be  seen  that  the 
modern  beauty  must  be  solid,  and  nearly  approach 
the  proportions  of  the  heroic  age.  The  present 
.age  is  an  athletic  one,  and  as  long  as  the  young 
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THE        ARGONAUT. 


September  to,  1894. 


THE  LEVIATHAN  TRANSPORTATION  LINE. 


How  Jones  Broke  Whales  to  Harness. 


"  It  is  strange,"  said  Jones,  reflectively,  as  he 
puffed  vigorously  at  his  cigar,  "that  Jackson 
Peters  never  tells  us  of  any  more  of  his  ideas  for 
inventions.  The  last  thing  he  mentioned  was  his 
ingenious  notion  of  putting  hinges  on  the  trunks  of 
orchard- trees,  so  that  in  case  of  high  wind  they 
could  be  turned  down.  You  never  perfected  that 
plan,  did  you,  Jackson?"  And  Jones  turned 
toward  the  young  man  with  great  apparent  in- 
terest. 

"The  thing  could  be  done,"  answered  Peters,  as 
if  Jones  had  cast  doubts  on  its  practicability. 
"  And  it  would  be  a  great  boon  to  fruit-growers  in 
Kansas  and  other  draughty  parts  of  the  country. 
Lately  I've  been  wondering  that  more  progress  is 
not  made  by  inventors  in  the  line  of  submarine 
war-boats,  If  the  fish  idea  won't  work,  why  not 
take  the  duck  as  the  living  prototype  of  a  vessel, 
and  produce  something  which  can  dive,  at  least." 

"  Your  notion  is  of  a  boat  which  can  dive  to  es- 
cape the  enemy,  and  then  peck  a  hole  in  his  hull 
with  its  beak,  eh  ?  "  remarked  Jones. 

"  Well— yes,"  assented  Jackson  Peters. 

"  Would  you  have  it  web-footed,  and  construct  it 
so  it  could  get  out  and  waddle  on  the  beach  in  con- 
nection with  land  forces  ?  " 

"You  are  not  taking  this  thing  seriously,  Jones." 

"  But  I  am.  And  wings,  Jackson — give  your 
duck  war-ship  wings.  Then  if  it  gets  caught  in 
shallow  water  by  a  superior  force,  it  can  rise  up 
and  fly  away,  giving  vent  to  loud  and  defiant  quacks 
on  a  steara-quacker." 

"  Perhaps  you're  right,"  said  Jackson,  wearily. 
"  No  doubt  about  it,  in  fact." 

"I  have  been  detected  in  the  neighborhood  of 
right  ideas,"  admitted  Jones.  "  Possibly  you  could 
get  some  marine  hints  from  an  account  of  my  ex- 
perience with  the  New  York  and  Boston  Leviathan 
Towing  and  Transportation  Line,  which  I  operated 
in  the  late  sixties.  You  remember  the  line,  Robin- 
son ?  " 

Robinson  answered  "Yes,"  without  a  blush. 

"  One  night  after  I  went  to  bed,"  continued 
Jones,  "it  occurred  to  me  that,  though  hundreds 
of  land  animals  are  of  use  to  man  while  living,  not 
one  of  the  sea  animals  had  ever  been  put  to  any 
practical  use  till  dead.  It  seemed  probable  that 
the  most  useful  purpose  to  which  living  land  ani- 
mals was  put  by  man  was  as  draught  animals,  of 
which  we  may  take  the  horse  and  the  ox  as  ex- 
amples. Why  were  not  the  animals  of  the  sea 
used  for  draught  purposes  ?  I  became  so  excited 
that  I  lay  awake  all  night  thinking  about  it.  The 
result  was  the  New  York  and  Boston  Leviathan 
Towing  and  Transportation  Line. 

"  During  all  of  my  life  to  think  has  been  to  act, 
therefore  you  need  not  be  surprised  to  know  that 
in  a  month  I  had  left  New  Bedford  on  a  chartered 
whaling- steamer  looking  for  whales.  I  had  de- 
cided that  the  whale  was  the  animal  most  suited  to 
my  purpose.  Off  the  coast  of  Labrador  we  sighted 
a  large  school  of  whales.  Fortunately  it  was  a 
graded  school,  so  to  say,  consisting  of  true  whales, 
Greenland  whales,  hump -backed  whales,  fin - 
backed  whales,  spermaceti  whales,  and  so  forth. 
We  had  considerable  trouble  in  driving  them  at 
first,  but  I  rigged  up  a  fog-born  with  a  reed  so  it 
would  say  'shoo,' and  they  soon  learned  what  it 
meant,  and  we  worked  them  along  down  the  coast 
by  easy  stages.  A  good  many  of  the  more  skittish 
ran  back,  and  I  thought  at  one  time  that  I  might 
have  to  send  a  tug  ahead  with  a  herring  on  the  end 
of  a  stick  to  coax  them  ;  but  we  finally  got  them 
down  to  Gardiner's  Bay,  Long  Island,  and  grounded 
them  in  the  shallow  water. 

"  Of  course  it  has  always  been  self-evident  that 
the  whale  would  make  a  splendid  driving  animal  if 
he  could  be  controlled.  The  most  important  and 
hardest  thing  was  clearly  to  keep  him  from  diving. 
A  careful  study  showed  me  that  the  whale  could  not 
dive  without  first  putting  his  head  down  ;  therefore, 
all  that  was  needed  was  a  check-rein  sufficiently 
strong  to  restrain  him  in  that  respect.  I  selected  a 
right-whale  about  seventy-five  feet  long,  which  I 
had  noticed  was  a  good  traveler,  and  proceeded  to 
harness  him.  I  put  a  bit  about  four  inches  in 
diameter  in  his  mouth,  with  ten-foot  cheek-rings 
on  each  end.  From  this  bit  I  ran  a  hawser  along 
his  back  and  around  the  part  of  his  tail  where  the 
flukes  are  joined  to  the  body.  I  then  put  on  a  large 
collar,  attached  a  sand-barge  by  four-inch  wire 
cables,  and  turned  him  toward  deep  water  for  a 
trial  spin. 

"  Naturally,  of  course,  that  whale  did  not  readily 
take  to  harness.  He  reared  up,  rolled  over,  charged 
ahead,  struck  out  fiercely  with  his  flukes,  blew  a 
stream  of  water  like  an  artesian  well,  and  otherwise 
misbehaved.  His  efforts  to  dive  were  something 
startling,  but  the  check-rein  held,  and  he  finally 
gave  it  up. 

"  I  had  wire-cable  reins  connected  with  the  wheel 
in  the  pilot-house,  and  stood  there  and  guided  him, 
occasionally  touching  him  up  with  a  bamboo  fish- 
ing-pole. In  two  hours  he  drove  fairly  well,  and  in 
a  week  was  fully  broken,  though  he  always  re- 
mained  hard-mouthed,  and  was  never  what  you 
might  "all  a  lady's  whale. 

'  I  then  went  ahead  and  broke  the  others  of  the 
?ol  to  harness.     I  found  the  Greenlands  made 


the  best  draught  animals,  and  I  used  them  in  tow- 
ing lighters,  canal-boats,  barges,  and  so  forth, 
either  driving  them  single  or  two  abreast.  The 
fin-backs,  I  soon  discovered,  were  the  best  driving 
beasts,  being  light,  rangy,  and  stylish.  I  took  a 
young  and  quick-stroke  fin-back  for  my  own  private 
use,  and  used  him  on  my  yacht.  He  was  a  free 
driver,  a  little  inclined  to  shy  at  light-houses  and 
promontories,  but  gentle  as  a  kitten.  He  could 
throw  spray  in  the  face  of  any  other  whale  along 
the  coast.  He  was  better  on  a  smooth  track,  like 
the  Sound,  but  did  not  make  a  bad  showing  out- 
side, where  the  track  was  heavy.  He  was  always 
rather  nervous  about  being  hitched  up,  and  it 
usually  took  two  men  to  get  him  into  the  shafts." 

Jones  paused  as  if  there  was  no  more  to  tell. 

"  But,"  said  Jackson  Peters,  "  I  fail  to  find  any 
notice  of  the  New  York  and  Boston  Leviathan 
Towing  and  Transportation  Line  in  the  classified 
newspaper  advertisements,  either  under  the  head  of 
'  Shipping'  or  '  Transportation.'  " 

"  You  should  look  under  the  heading  of  '  "Whales 
— coastwise.'  However,  you  wouldn't  find  it  there, 
either,  now.  I  gave  up  the  business  on  account  of 
the  continued  opposition  of  the  steamship  people. 
They  made  various  ridiculous  charges,  and  got  the 
Society  for  the  Prevention  of  Cruelty  to  Animals 
excited.  The  absurd  cry  was  set  up  that  my  check- 
reins  were  cruel,  and  that  I  was  docking  the  flukes 
of  my  driving  animals.  They  also  got  a  law  enacted 
requiring  me  to  stop  every  fifty  miles  and  feed  my 
whales  out  of  a  nose-bag  made  from  a  balloon- 
something  utterly  uncalled  for.  The  charge  of 
fast-driving  was  likewise  made  against  me,  and  a 
law  passed  prohibiting  a  speed  of  above  forty-five 
miles  an  hour.  Finally  I  gave  the  whole  scheme  up 
and  turned  my  whales  loose.  I  am  essentially  a 
man  of  peace,  esteeming  quietude  above  all  things. 
Strife  is  as  distasteful  to  me  as  untruth.  The 
whales  lapsed  into  barbarism,  but  did  not  utterly 
forget  their  cunning.  Two  years  later,  when  the 
bark  Curlew's  Call  tried  to  take  my  fin-back,  off  the 
coast  of  Greenland,  he  dodged  the  harpoon,  took 
it  in  his  mouth  like  a  tooth-pick,  and  punched  the 
boats  so  full*  of  holes  with  it  that  they  looked  like 
nutmeg-graters." — Harpers  Weekly. 


THE    TUNEFUL    LIAR. 


The  College  Girl's  Song. 
Boyibus  kissibus 

Sweet  girliorum ; 
Girlibus  likibus, 

Wanti  somorum. 


A  Crowned  Unqueen". 

A  crown  of  gold  she  wears  in  truth 
Nor  yet  a  queen  is  she — 

A  triumph  is  her  molar  tooth 
Of  modem  dentistry. — Truth. 


Business  Enterprise. 
To  kiss  me  of  dot  Blarney  stone 

I  vent  out  by  Irelandt ; 
'Twas  at  der  risking  of  mine  life, 

But  der  results  vas  grandt. 

Dey  hadf  to  holdt  me  by  mine  legs, 

I  kissed  it  ubside  down, 
'Twas  by  much  trouble — but  I  was 

Der  happiest  man  ui  town. 

It  gidts  me  all  der  Irish  trade  ; 

All  Baxter  Street  I  own, 
As  "  Der  First  !     Original  !     Rosenbaum  ! 

Vat  kiss  der  Blarney  stone  ! " — Puck, 


The  Difference  Between  "U"  and  "I." 

(Addressed to  an  absent  sweet/ieart.) 
The  difference  between  you  and  me 

Is  this,  dear — more's  the  pity — 
You're  summering  in  the  mountains, 

I'm  simmering  va.  the  city  ! 

— Boston  Transcript. 

The  Dear  Girl  Reads. 
"  Have  you  read,"  said  she,  "  '  A  Modern  Curse '  1 " 
"  Not  yet,"  say  I.     "  Is  it  prose  or  verse? 

"  Does  it  mean  a  curse  in  a  general  way, 
An  all-round  curse  that's  come  to  stay, 

"  Or  a  special  kind  of  personal  ban 
Intended  to  blight  some  particular  man  1 " 

"  I  don't  understand  you  quite,"  sbe  said, 
Her  innocent  face  a  vivid  red. 

Then  held  out  the  book  that  I  might  see. 

I  read  on  the  cover — "A  Modern  Circe." — Life. 


One  of  those  "Editor's  Drawer"  Stories. 
This  is  a  true  story,  and  is  so  good  that  it  will 

bear  repeating  :  Some,  years  ago,  Judge  X ,  of 

R ,  in   the  State  of   M ,  was    riding   from 

J to  S .     It  was  in  the  middle  of  the  s , 

and,  as  it  was  half-past  t o'clock,  the  sun  was 

burning  hot.     When  about  t miles  from  S 

he   met  Judge  K ,  also   on   the   circuit.     The 

latter  was  riding  a  h so  aged  and  infirm  that 

Judge    X burst    into    a    roar   of    1 ,    and 

shouted  : 


Judge  K was  not  at  a  loss  for  a  quick  re- 
joinder.    He  immediately  said  : 


And  the  worthy  judge  who  had  made  bold  to 
laugh  rode  on  in  s .  Judge  K had  thor- 
oughly beaten  him  by  his  witty  remark. — Chicago 
Tribune. 


CHASED    BY    COYOTES. 


The  Experience  of  a  Cheyenne  Wheelman. 


Teddy  Dolson  on  Friday  night  had  an  experience 
compared  with  which  Tam  o'  Shanter's  famous  ride 
pales  into  insignificance.  Instead  of  the  horse  with 
which  Tam  was  equipped,  Teddy  bad  a  bicycle  ;  in 
the  places  of  the  witches  that  pursued  and  plagued 
and  almost  crazed  the  Scotsman,  the  Cheyenne  man 
was  followed  by  hungry  coyotes.  Tam,  too,  had 
taken  a  generous  libation  of  usquebaugh,  while 
Dolson's  only  refreshment  was  a  hearty  supper. 

Friday  evening,  according  to  his  habit,  Dolson 
started  out  for  a  bicycle  run.  He  haff  intended  to 
go  a  few  miles  south,  then  return,  but,  being  un- 
acquainted with  the  country,  lost  his  way,  and  in 
endeavoring  to  regain  his  bearings,  lost  himself 
entirely.  He  wheeled  on  in  the  direction  that 
Cheyenne  seemed  to  him  to  be,  arriving  at  half- 
past  eight  o'clock  at  Wheeler's  ranch,  twenty  miles 
from  the  city. 

There  he  was  directed  how  to  get  back  to  town, 
and  started  back  on  the  trail.  On  and  on  he  rode, 
but  in  no  fixed  direction,  for  in  the  darkness  he 
had  promptly  lost  his  way  again  on  leaving  the 
Wheeler  ranch.  As  he  wheeled  along  in  the 
gloomy  night  over  the  untracked  prairie,  wishing 
for  nothing  on  earth  so  much  as  a  comfortable  bed, 
he  became  suddenly  aware  of  the  fact  that  he  was 
being  closely  followed. 

Behind  him  was  a  pack  of  yelping,  howling 
coyotes,  that  were  close  upon  him  before  being 
noticed.  Their  intention  was  so  evident  that  his 
waning  energies  were  awakened  with  a  thrill.  He 
bent  over  his  wheel  and  pushed  it  as  fast  as  he  could 
over  hill  and  valley,  but  always  closely  followed  by 
the  coyotes. 

To  add  to  his  misfortunes,  he  broke  a  pedal  in 
attempting  too  great  speed,  and  was  on  the  point 
of  giving  out  and  letting  the  hungry  coyotes  do 
their  worst,  when  he  spied  a  deserted  cabin  a  short 
distance  away.  To  this  he  hastened,  and,  aban- 
doning his  bicycle,  quickly  climbed  upon  the  roof 
that  slanted  up  from  the  ground.  Even  here  the 
coyotes  followed  him,  but  a  coign  of  vantage  and 
place  of  refuge  was  found  on  the  top  of  the  chimney. 

All  night  he  remained  there,  at  times  driving 
away  his  pursuers  with  fragments  of  brick,  which 
caused  their  retreat  to  a  short  distance,  whence, 
after  a  series  of  lugubrious  howls,  they  would  re- 
turn to  the  attack.  At  daylight  they  departed  with 
a  parting  salute  of  angry  howls,  and  Dolson  climbed 
down  and  mounted  his  bicycle,  soon  reaching 
Pierce  Station  on  the  Denver  Pacific,  thirty-eight 
miles  from  Cheyenne. 

He  was  unable  to  get  breakfast  until  he  reached 
Cary,  and  arrived  here  at  half-past  eight  the  next 
morning.  The  hardest  feature  of  the  whole  night's 
experience,  he  said,  was  the  fact  that  he  had  two 
cigars  in  his  pocket  and  not  a  match  to  light  them. 
He  was  very  badly  used  up  by  the  night's  experi- 
ence.— Cheyenne  Leader. 


A  "Word  or  Two"  from  Mamie. 

Telegraph  tolls  are  moderately  light  as  a  rule  ; 
but  sometimes  they  appear  to  be  excessive,  as  in 
the  case  told  some  years  ago  of  a  man  whose  wife 
was  going  abroad.  He  asked  her  to  telegraph  him  a 
word  or  two,  letting  him  know  of  her  safe  arrival 
in  London. 

In  a  few  hours  he  received  the  following  message, 
marked  collect : 

"  Dear  George  :  Arrived  here  safely  at  fifteen  minutes 
after  six.  The  train  was  due  at  six,  but  we  were  delayed 
fifteen  minutes  while  en  route.  Had  a  perfectly  lovely 
journey.  Do  not  worry  about  me ;  I  will  get  along  all 
right.  And  take  good  care  of  yourself.  Be  so  careful 
about  taking  cold  this  weather.  Be  sure  to  have  the 
house  open  and  aired  as  often  as  possible.  Remember 
what  I  told  you  about  your  socks  and  shirts.  Do  not 
forget  to  keep  the  basement  door  locked.  Write  every 
day.  I  am  sure  I  shall  have  a  lovely  time.  So  good  of 
you  to  let  me  go.  You  must  come  over  after  me  soon. 
"Forever  and  ever  yours,  Mamie." 

An  hour  later  Mamie  was  pained  to  receive  the 
following  reply  to  her  "  word  or  two  "  : 

"  Do  not  wire  from  Switzerland.     Am  ruined  if  you  do. 
"  George." 


Lord  Tuff?iutt — "  You  have  nothing  to  grumble 
at ;  you  were  a  rich  American  girl,  I  an  impover- 
ished English  nobleman  with  a  proud  title.  You 
bought  me  with  your  wealth.  I  was  what  you 
would  call,  in  shopping,  a  bargain  !  "  Lady  Tuff- 
nutt — "  Pardon  me  !  Not  a  bargain — a  remnant." 
—Puck.  _ 

An  offensive  breath,  either  from  indigestion  or 
catarrh,  is  cured  by  using  Ayer's  Sarsaparilla. 


—  YOU   CAN  REMOVE  SUPERFLUOUS  HAIR  FROM 

face,  neck,  and  arms  in  five  minutes  with  Nudene, 
without  pain  or  injury  to  the  skin.  Send  for  cir- 
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Company,  216  Front  Street,  San  Francisco. 


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Mothers  be  sure  and  use  "  Mrs.  Winslow's 
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Don't  put  up  with  smoking 
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and  size  and  glass. 

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STORYETTES. 


Grave  and  Gay,  Epigrammatic  and  Otherwise. 


When  the  Federal  army  reached  Goldsborough, 
half  the  men  were  in  rags.  One  day  a  division 
was  ordered  to  march  past  General  Sherman  in  re- 
view. The  men  were  bare-legged  and  ragged, 
some  of  them  almost  hatless.  "Only  look  at  the 
poor  fellows  with  their  bare  legs,"  said  an  officer  at 
the  general's  side,  sympathizingly.  ' '  Splendid 
legs,"  cried  the  general,  with  a  twinkle  in  his  eye  ; 
"  splendid  l&gs.  Would  give  both  of  mine  for  any 
one  of  them." 

Lord  Aberdeen  once  left  London  at  midnight  in 
a  sleeping-car  for  the  north.  In  the  morning,  he 
saw  a  stranger  opposite  him.  "Excuse  me,"  said 
the  stranger,  ' '  may  I  ask  if  you  are  rich  ?  "  Some- 
what surprised,  his  lordship  replied  that  he  was 
tolerably  well  to  do.  "  May  I  ask,"  continued  the 
stranger,  "how  rich  you  are?"  "Well,  if  it  will 
do  you  any  good  to  know,"  was  the  reply,  "  I  sup- 
pose I  have  several  hundred  thousand  pounds." 
"  Well,"  went  on  the  stranger,  "  if  I  were  as  rich 
as  you  and  snored  as  loud  as  you,  I  should  take  a 
whole  car,  so  as  not  to  interrupt  the  sleep  of  others." 

A  visitor  at  an  Irish  country-house  once  heard  a 
new  under-keeper  from  Connaught  telling  a  col- 
league from  the  County  Clare  that  the  avenue 
leading  to  his  last  employer's  residence  was  forty- 
two  miles  long.  "  Be  me  sowl,"  said  the  Clare 
man,  "it's  not  meself  that  would  like  to  be  set 
down  at  the  lodge  gates  on  an  empty  stomach 
within  half  an  hour  of  dinner-time."  After  some 
further  conversation,  the  Connaught  man  began  to 
dilate  upon  the  splendor  of  his  late  master's  family. 
He  reached  a  truly  dramatic  climax  by  saying  : 
"  An'  every  night  of  their  lives  at  home  the  ladies 
strip  for  dinner." 

In  the  days  of  the  First  Empire,  the  Paris 
students  formed  a  cabal  against  the  dramatist 
Lemercier.  One  first  night  the  disturbance  was 
reported  to  Napoleon,  who  gave  orders  for  a 
second  representation.  The  students  still  hissed. 
The  emperor  got  excited.  "  Play  it  again,"  he 
k  said,  "and  /  will  go  and  see  it."  This  time  all 
seemed  well.  In  the  third  act  it  struck  his  majesty 
to  look  out  of  his  box,  and  the  quiet  was  ex- 
plained. Every  head  in  the  audience  was  covered 
with  an  immense  night-cap  drawn  over  the  ears, 
and  each  head  was  nodding.  Napoleon  burst  out 
laughing.     The  piece  was  not  played  again. 

When  the  opera  company  was  in  New  York,  the 
ladies  of  that  city  were  bitten  by  a  mania  for  ob- 
taining the  autographs  of  the  artists,  and  would 
send  their  books  with  requests  for  signatures  to  be 
appended.  In  one  of  these  books  Signor  Cam- 
panini  had  signed  his  name,  and  some  one  had  written 
after  it :  "  The  finest  tenor  in  the  world."  Shortly 
afterward  the  same  book  reached  Ravelli,  whose 
knowledge  of  English  was  rather  more  peculiar 
than  extensive.  He  saw  the  addendum  to  the  sig- 
nature of  his  friend,  and  could  not  at  first  under- 
stand it.  However,  somebody  explained  the  mean- 
ing to  him  ;  and,  when  the  owner'of  the  book  re- 
ceived it  back,  she  found  written  under  the  flatter- 
ing description  of  Signor  Campanini :  "  Luigi 
Ravelli,  me,  too." 

The  late  Professor  Hyrtl  was  once  in  the  room 
when  Professor  Langer  was  conducting  the  examin- 
ation of  an  aspirant  for  the  medical  degree.  Langer 
handed  the  student  a  small  bone,  saying:  "Mr. 
Candidate,  here  is  a  bone.  Don't  look  at  it ;  but 
tell  me  from  feeling  it  what  kind  of  a  bone  it  is  ; 
whether  it  belonged  to  the  left  or  right  side  of  the 
body,  and  whether  it  was  part  of  a  man  or  woman." 
The  poor  student  blushed  from  embarrassment. 
There  was  a  large  audience  present,  and  he  saw 
failure  staring  him  in  the  face.  He  cast  a  helpless 
glance  at  Hyrtl,  who  moved  about  restlessly  in  his 
chair  for  a  moment  and  then  sprang  to  his  feet. 
"And  tell  me,  Mr.  Candidate,"  he  cried  out,  the 
spirit  of  anger  lighting  up  his  large,  blue  eyes, 
"after  answering  the  questions  of  my  dear  col- 
league, the  name  of  the  original  possessor  of  this 
bone,  and  where  and  in  what  street  he  lived."  This 
unexpected  outburst  "  saved  the  day  "  for  the  poor 
candidate  ;  but  Professor  Langer  ever  after  de- 
clined to  conduct  an  examination  when  Hyrtl  was 
■  present. 

Labouchere  was  at  dinner  one  evening  in  his 
Twickenham  villa,  when  an  uninvited  guest  arrived 
— a  Mexican,  who  had  a  government  concession  in 
which  he  was  very  anxious  to  interest  Labouchere. 
The  stranger  talked  volubly  until  his  host,  who  had 
listened  with  evident  reluctance,  asked  :  "  How  do 
you  expect  to  get  back  to  London  to-night  ?  My 
house,  as  you  see,  is  full,  and  I  can  not  offer  you  a 
bed.  Have  you  a  carriage?"  "No,"  said  the 
Mexican,  "  I  came  by  train,  and  intend  to  return 
that  way."  "  But,"  returned  Labouchere,  "  the 
last  train  left  five  minutes  ago.  There  is  one  chance 
for  you,"  he  went  on  ;  "I  will  row  you  down  the 
river  to  the  next  station,  where  you  can  catch  the 
express.  We  can  talk  business  on  the  way."  Ex- 
cusing himself  to  his  guests,  Labouchere  went  off 
with  the  Mexican.     Within  an  hour  he  was  back. 


"  That  Mexican,"  he  said,  in  the  tone  of  one  who 
has  accomplished  a  satisfactory  piece  of  work,  "  is 
landed  on  an  island  which  is  overflowed  at  high 
tide.  It  will  be  high  tide  in  half  an  hour.  No 
man  ever  spoiled  my  dinner  with  Mexican  conces- 
sions twice." 


When  Westinghouse  first  obtained  his  patent  on 
the  air-brake,  he  managed  to  secure  an  introduc- 
tion to  Commodore  Vanderbilt,  who  did  not  deign 
to  stop  reading  his  letters  while  the  inventor  ex- 
tolled the  merits  of  his  device.  When  he  had 
spoken  his  little  piece,  Vanderbilt  for  the  first  time 
seemed  to  take  notice  of  him,  and,  looking  up. 
suddenly  said,  in  his  gruffest  tones  :  "  What's  that 
you  say  ?  "  So  Westinghouse  commenced  all  over, 
and  when  he  finished,  he  waited  patiently  for  the 
verdict.  Once  more  the  old  commodore  raised  his 
head  long  enough  to  jerk  out :  "  What's  that  you 
say  about  air  ?  "  Westinghouse  told  him.  Look- 
ing him  steadily  in  the  face,  the  old  man  replied,  in 
freezing  tones  :  "  That  will  do  ;  I  have  no  time  to 

waste  with  a  d d  fool."     Discouraged,  but  not 

disheartened,  Westinghouse  left.  Soon,  however, 
many  roads  were  using  the  brake  and  Westing- 
house's  fame  and  fortune  were  made.  When  that 
time  had  arrived,  he  one  day  received  a  letter  from 
Commodore  Vanderbilt  asking  him  to  call  at  the 
Central's  office.  Mr.  Westinghouse's  reply  was 
terse  and  to  the  point.  He  simply  wrote  :  "  I  have 
no  time  to  waste  with  a  d d  fool." 


Some  four  years  before  the  War  of  Independence, 
Putnam  offended  a  haughty  regular  officer  (who 
looked  upon  the  provincials  with  contempt),  by  as- 
serting that  the  latter  were  as  courageous  as  the 
former.  The  dispute  ran  high,  and  at  length  the 
scarlet-coated  lieutenant  asked  scornfully  :  "  Dare 
you  fight  a  duel  with  me?"  "Yes,  at  any  mo- 
ment," answered  the  provincial  major.  "Then  I 
challenge  you,"  said  the  lieutenant  ;  "  choose  your 
weapons."  "  Two  kegs  of  gunpowder — one  for 
you  and  one  for  me — are  the  weapons  I  choose," 
said  Putnam;  "the  time  to-morrow  morning  at 
sunrise,  the  distance  ten  paces.  The  method,  you 
to  sit  on  one  keg  and  I  on  the  other,  and  a  slow 
fuse  attached  to  each  to  be  lighted  ;  and  the  one 
who  sits  longest  shall  be  declared  the-victor."  The 
lieutenant  was  annoyed,  but  was  compelled  to  ac- 
cept the  strange  conditions.  Putnam  was  to  fur- 
nish the  kegs  of  powder  and  the  fuses,  and,  at  the 
appointed  time  the  next  morning,  they  were  at  the 
designated  places.  The  combatants  seated  them- 
selves, and  the  fire  was  applied  to  the  fuses.  As  it 
went  flashing  along,  the  lieutenant  became  uneasy, 
and  turned  pale,  while  the  major  sat  composed  and 
smiling  in  the  presence  of  threatened  danger.  As 
the  fire  drew  near  the  kegs,  the  lieutenant's  courage 
failed  him,  and  he  arose  and  fled,  while  his  antag- 
onist, unappalled,  remained  seated  until  the  fuse 
was  exhausted.  The  kegs  were  filled  with  onions. 
The  lieutenant  almost  died  of  chagrin. 

A  large  operator  and  speculator  of  St.  Louis, 
whose  account  with  one  friendly  bank  had  often 
been  temporarily  overdrawn,  wanted  ten  thousand 
dollars  once  for  a  certain  deal,  his  balance  in  bank 
at  the  time  being  less  than  one  hundred  dollars. 
The  cashier  suggested  that  he  should  draw  upon 
some  party  not  too  near  to  St.  Louis.  Smith  said 
he  did  not  know  whom  to  draw  upon.  "Oh,  any 
one,"  said  the  obliging  cashier,  "as  long  as  the 
party  is  far  enough  away — that  will  give  you  time 
to  turn  around."  Smith  drew  at  sight  for  ten 
thousand  dollars  on  the  Sultan  of  Turkey.  The 
draft  was  duly  forwarded  by  the  bank,  reaching 
New  York,  whence  it  was  sent  to  a  London  corres- 
pondent. It  then  came  into  the  hands  of  the 
Rothschilds,  who  forwarded  it  to  their  Constantino- 
ple branch,  where  it  was  duly  presented  for  pay- 
ment to  the  Sultan's  chamberlain,  the  latter  bring- 
ing it  to  his  highness.  "Who  is  this  'John 
Smith'?"  said  the  Sultan.  "Don't  know,"  re- 
plied the  chamberlain.  "  Do  we  owe  him  any- 
thing?" "No,"  replied  the  other.  "Then  I'll 
not  pay  it,"  replied  his  high  mightiness.  "One 
moment,  if  I  might  advise,"  said  the  astute  coun- 
selor ;  "  this  draft  comes  through  the  Rothschilds, 
with  whom  we  are  seeking  a  two -million  loan. 
Would  it  be  safe,  under  the  circumstances,  to  dis- 
honor it  ?  "  "  Pay  it,"  said  the  Sultan,  and  it  was 
paid,  and  no  one  was  more  astonished  than  John 
Smith,  of  St.   Louis,  and  the  quick-witted  cashier. 


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14 


THE        ARGONAUT, 


September  io,  1894. 


The  Burrage-Graham  Wedding. 
St.  Luke's  Church  was  crowded  last  Tuesday 
noon  with  a  large  number  of  the  friends  of  Miss 
Mary  Ricketts  Graham  and  Ensign  Guy  Hamilton 
Burrage,  U.  S.  N.,  who  were  united  in  marriage  at 
that  hour.  The  bride,  who  is  the  daughter  of  General 
William  M.  Graham,  U.  S.  A.,  commanding  officer 
at  the  Presidio,  is  a  handsome  brunette,  and  has 
figured  prominently  in  society  circles  since  her  ad- 
vent here.  The  groom  is  one  of  the  officers  of 
the  Monterey.  He  is  a  native  of  Massachusetts, 
and  has  been  in  the  service  since  September,  1883. 
The  decorations  in  the  church  were  simple,  yet 
effective,  consisting  of  palms  and  ferns,  cordons  of 
vines  and  clusters  of  La  France  roses,  pink 
hydrangea,  and  lilacs,  all  mingling  in  artistic  har- 
mony. It  was  exactly  at  noon  when  the  wedding 
march  was  played  and  the  bridal  party  appeared. 
Leading  the  way  were  the  four  ushers  :  Lieutenant 
"William  W.  Galbraith,  Fifth  Artillery,  U.  S.  A., 
Lieutenant  C.  P.  Summerall,  Fifth  Artillery,  U.  S. 
A.,  Ensign  Victor  Blue,  U.  S.  N.,  and  Ensign 
Charles  B.  McVey,  U.  S.  N.  Then  came  the  maid 
of  honor,  Miss  Meta  Graham,  and  the  bridesmaid, 
Miss  Harriet  Graham,  both  sisters  of  the  bride. 
They  were  followed  by  the  bride,  who  was  escorted 
by  her  father.  In  the  chancel  they  were  met  by  the 
groom  and  his  best  man,  Mr.  Malcom  Burrage. 
All  of  the  officers  were  in  the  full-dress  uniform  of 
their  service.  The  toilets  worn  by  the  young  ladies 
are  described  as  follows  : 

The  bride  wore  a  beautiful  robe  of  white  Duchesse 
satin  made  with  a  long  court  train.  The  high  bodice  was 
adorned  with  a  bertha  of  Honiton  lace,  one  end  of  which 
fell  almost  to  the  edge  of  the  skirt,  where  it  was  drawn  to 
one  side  and  confined  by  a  cluster  of  orange-blossoms. 
The  long  sleeves  were  bouffant  at  the  shoulders.  In  her 
coiffure  was  a  brooch  of  pearls  and  diamonds — a  gift 
from  the  groom — which  held  in  place  the  flowing  veil  of 
white-silk  tulle.  She  carried  a  bouquet  of  Bride  roses 
and  a  white-bound  prayer-book. 

The  maid  of  honor  and  bridesmaid  were  attired  alike 
in  becoming  gowns  of  white  gros-grain  trimmed  with 
white  tulle.  They  wore  large  Leghorn  hats  adorned 
with  white  ostrich  tips,  and  carried  prayer-books  and 
bouquets  of  white  roses. 

Mrs.  William  M.  Graham  appeared  in  an  elegant  robe 
of  gray  brocade  trimmed  with  Honiton  lace,  and  wore  a 
gray  capote  trimmed  with  lace. 

The  ceremony,  which  was  a  most  impressive  one, 
was  performed  by  Right  Rev.  Bishop  William  Ford 
Nichols,  assisted  by  Rev.  W.  H.  Moreland,  rector 
of  St.  Luke's  Church,  and  Rev.  D.  O.  Kelly,  U.  S. 
A.,  of  the  Presidio  Chapel.  At  its  conclusion,  the 
bridal  party  left  the  church  for  their  carriages  and 
were  driven  to  General  Graham's  residence  at  the 
Presidio,  where  an  elaborate  breakfast  was  enjoyed. 
Ensign  and  Mrs.  Burrage  left  in  the  evening  on  an 
Eastern  trip  ;  they  will  be  away  several  weeks. 
The  wedding  gifts  were  numerous  and  elegant. 

The  Neame-Forbes  Wedding. 

The  wedding  of  Miss  Edith  Forbes,  daughter  of 
Mrs.  Alexander  Forbes,  and  Mr.  Edgar  A.  Neame, 
formerly  of  England  but  now  a  resident  of  Han- 
ford,  Kings  County,  Cal.,  took  place  last  Wednes- 
day evening  at  the  residence  of  the  bride's  mother, 
2604  Jackson  Street.  Only  about  seventy-five  rela- 
tives and  intimate  friends  were  invited  to  the  wed- 
ding. Each  of  the  rooms  was  embellished  with  fra- 
grant flowers,  the  predominating  color  being  pink. 
It  was  in  the  large  music-room  that  the  wedding 
took  place,  amid  an  array  of  tropic  palms  bor- 
dered by  a  hedge  of  pink  blossoms. 

At  half-past  eight  o'clock  the  string  orchestra 
played  the  wedding  march  and  the  bridal  party  ap- 
peared, headed  by  two  little  bridesmaids,  Miss 
Edith  Robinson  and  Miss  Maudie  Wilson,  who 
wore  pretty  gowns  of  pink  silk.  Then  came  the 
maids  of  honor,  Miss  Kathreen  Forbes,  wearing  a 
gown  of  pale-blue  silk,  and  Miss  Alice  Decker, 
whose  gown  was  of  white  silk.  Both  gowns  were 
very  stylish  and  becoming.  The  bride  followed, 
escorted  by  ber  uncle,  Mr.  Charles  Forbes,  who 
gave  her  into  the  keeping  of  the  groom.  She  was 
elegantly  attired  in  a  robe  of  white  moire  antique, 
made  with  a  long  court-train  and  trimmed  with 
Brussels  point  lace  and  chiffon.  The  corsage  was 
high  and  the  sleeves  long  and  quite  bouffant.     She 


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carried  orange-blossoms.  The  groom  was  attended 
by  Mr.  James  A.  Robinson,  of  Hanford,  as  best 
man.  Rev.  R.  C.  Foute  performed  the  ceremony, 
which  was  followed  by  congratulations  from  all 
present.  An  elaborate  supper  was  served  under 
Ludwig's  direction,  and  the  evening  was  very  pleas- 
antly passed.  The  wedding  presents  were  of  un- 
usual elegance.  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Neame  left  on 
Thursday  to  visit  Del  Monte  and  other  coast  re- 
sorts for  a  few  weeks,  after  which  they  will  go  to 
Hanford  to  reside  permanently. 

The  Ritchie-Currier  Wedding. 
Miss  Stella  A.  Currier  and  Mr.  James  A.  Ritchie 
were  united  in  marriage  last  Wednesday  evening 
at  the  home  of  the  bride's  sister,  Mrs,  W.  G. 
Richardson,  109  Fredrick  Street.  The  residence 
was  prettily  decorated  with  a  profusion  of  fragrant 
flowers  and  foliage.  About  seventy  friends  of  the 
young  couple  were  assembled  in  the  parlors  at 
half-past  eight  o'clock,  when  the  bridal  party  en- 
tered, and  the  ceremony  was  performed  by  Rev. 
Edgar  J.  Lion.  The  bride  wore  an  elegant  robe 
of  white  satin,  with  a  court  train  and  a  long  veil  of 
white  tulle.  The  high  corsage  was  trimmed  with 
point  lace,  and  the  sleeves  were  long  and  bouffant. 
She  wore  gloves  of  white  undressed  kid,  and  car- 
ried a  bouquet  of  tube  roses.  Miss  Madge  Rich- 
ardson, niece  of  the  bride,  acted  as  maid  of  honor, 
and  wore  a  pretty  gown  of  light  yellow  silk.  The 
bridesmaids  were  Miss  Stella  Austin  and  the 
Misses  Addie  and  Lottie  Stevens,  of  Sacramento, 
who  were  attired  in  modish  gowns  of  white  silk. 
Mr.  Albert  Eaton  was  best  man,  and  Mr.  W.  G. 
Richardson  gave  the  bride  into  the  keeping  of  the 
groom.  After  the  ceremony  and  congratulations, 
dancing  was  participated  in,  and  at  eleven  o'clock 
a  delicious  supper  was  served.  Mr.  and  Mrs. 
Ritchie  left  on  Thursday  to  make  a  Southern  trip. 
They  were  the  recipients  of  some  very  handsome 
presents. 

Notes  and  Gossip. 

There  will  be  a  brilliant  wedding  in  Trinity 
Church  at  nine  o'clock  on  Monday  evening  Septem- 
ber 10th.  The  bride  will  be  Miss  Eleanor  Dimond, 
eldest  daughter  of  General  William  H.  Dimond, 
and  the  groom  will  be  Mr.  Paul  Jarboe,  son  of  the 
late  John  R.  Jarboe,  who  is  a  member  of  the  law 
firm  of  Goodfellow  &  Jarboe,  Several  hundred  in- 
vitations have  been  issued  for  the  affair,  which  will 
be  known  as  a  pink  and  white  wedding.  Rev.  Dr. 
Walke  will  officiate.  Miss  Mae  Dimond  will  be  the 
maid  of  honor,  and  the  bridesmaids  will  comprise 
Miss  Kathryn  Jarboe,  Miss  Kate  Clement,  Miss 
Laura  McKinstry,  Miss  Laura  Bates,  Miss  Alice 
Hobart,  Miss  Ella  Hobart,  Miss  Mamie  Holbrook, 
and  Miss  Minnie  Houghton.  The  best  man  will  be 
Mr.  Samuel  Knight,  and  the  ushers  will  be  Mr.  E. 
H.  Sheldon,  Mr.  E.  M.  Greenway,  Mr.  W.  S.  Mc- 
Murtry,  Mr.  Frank  L.  Owen,  Mr.  W.  M.  Randol, 
Mr.  Addison  Mizner,  Mr.  Peter  D.  Martin,  Mr. 
Harry  Simpkins,  Mr.  Augustus  Taylor,  and  Mr. 
Joseph  S.  Tobin.  After  the  ceremony,  the  bridal 
party  only  will  go  to  the  home  of  the  bride's  father, 
where  an  elaborate  supper  will  be  served.  The 
young  couple  will  pass  their  honey-moon  at  Concha 
del  Mar,  the  Jarboe  cottage  at  Santa  Cruz. 

Miss  Mae  Dimond,  the  youngest  daughter  of 
General  W.  H.  Dimond,  will  be  married  to  Mr. 
Joseph  S.  Tobin,  of  the  firm  of  Tobin  &  Tobin, 
attorneys-at-law,  at  eight  o'clock  on  Saturday  even- 
ing, September  29th.  The  wedding  will  take  place 
at  the  family  residence,  2224  Washington  Street, 
and  Archbishop  Riordan  will  officiate.  Miss  Amie 
Irwin,  of  Chicago,  will  act  as  maid  of  honor,  and 
the  bridesmaids  will  be  Miss  Ella  Hobart,  Miss 
Laura  McKinstry,  Miss  Hope  Ellis,  Miss  Alice 
Ames,  Miss  Celia  Tobin,  Miss  Beatrice  Tobin, 
Miss  Helen  Smith,  and  Miss  Marian  Poett.  Mr. 
Alfred  Tobin  will  be  the  best  man,  and  the  ushers 
will  comprise  Mr.  W.  S.  McMurtry,  Mr.  Samuel 
Knight,  Mr.  John  Lawson,  Mr.  W.  H.  Taylor, 
Jr.,  Mr.  Clement  Tobin,  Mr.  William  Heath,  and 
Mr.  Robert  L.  Coleman.  At  nine  o'clock  there 
will  be  a  reception  in  honor  of  both  of  the  brides 
and  grooms,  for  which  a  large  number  of  invita- 
tions have  been  sent  out.  The  newly  wedded 
couple  will  leave  on  the  following  day  to  visit  New 
York,  Washington,  D.  C,  and  other  Eastern 
cities. 

Announcement  is  made  of  the  engagement  of 
Miss  Bessie  Wheaton,  daughter  of  Mr.  George  H. 
Wheaton,  of  Oakland,  to  Mr.  Edson  F.  Adams,  of 
Oakland,  who  is  president  of  the  Farmers'  and 
Merchants'  Savings  Bank  and  principal  owner  of 
the  Union  National  Bank. 

The  wedding  of  Miss  Kate  Paddock  and  Mr.  W. 
Joseph  L.  Kierulff  will  take  place  next  Wednesday 
evening  at  the  residence  of  the  bride's  parents, 
Mr.  and  Mrs.  Edgar  L.  Paddock,  2309  Broderick 
Street, 

The  wedding  of  Miss  Gertrude  Wilson,  daughter 
of  Major  Charles  I.  Wilson,  Paymaster,  U.  S.  A., 
and  Mr.  Lester  O.  Peck  will  take  place  in  Washing- 
ton, D.  C,  next  Tuesday.  The  contracting  parties 
are  well  known  in  society  here,  having  resided  in 
this  city  for  several  years  until  quite  recently. 

The  engagement  is  announced  of  Miss  Anna  G. 
Chalmers,  daughter  of  Mr.  Alexander  Chalmers, 
of  Stockton,  to  Mr.  L.  A.  Redman.  The  wedding 
will  take  place  in  Stockton  on  October  18th. 

The    Messrs.    Martin,    sons    of    Mrs.    Eleanor 


Martin,  have  issued  invitations  for  a  dancing- 
party,  which  they  will  give  this  evening  at  the 
home  of  their  mother,  corner  of  Second  and  Bryant 
Streets. 

Mr.  Paul  Jarboe  and  Mr.  Joseph  S.  Tobin  gave 
a  bachelor  dinner,  last  Wednesday  evening,  to  the 
gentlemen  who  will  be  their  best  men  and  ushers 
at  their  coming  weddings. 

Miss  Daisy  Topping  entertained  several  of  her 
friends,  on  Friday  evening  of  last  week,  by  giving 
an  informal  musicale  and  dance  at  the  residence  of 
Mr.  and  Mrs.  Frank  M.  Pixley,  on  Union  Street. 
A  delicious  supper  was  one  of  the  features  of  the 
pleasantly  passed  evening. 

Mr.  George  Lorillard  Ronalds,  of  New  York,  has 
recently  been  entertaining  Dr.  and  Mrs.  B.  Morton 
and  Miss  Maude  Smith,  of  this  city,  on  his  steam- 
yacht  Riva,  and  they  have  made  several  interesting 
cruises  along  the  Atlantic  Coast. 


MUSICAL    NOTES. 


Lonng  Club  Concert. 

The  members  of  the  Loring  Club  gave  their  first 
concert  of  the  eighteenth  season  last  Thursday 
evening  at  Odd  Fellows'  Hall.  The  club  was 
assisted  by  Miss  Florence  Heine,  Miss  Marie  Heine, 
and  Miss  Beatrice  Priest,  of  Oakland.  A  large 
audience  enjoyed  the  presentation  of  the  following 
programme  : 

"Spring  Song,"  P.  Gurland ;  "The  Woodland  Rose," 
Fischer;  violin  solo,  "Faust  Fantastie,"  Sarasate ;  "Be- 
ware," Girschner;  "Scena  ed  Aria"  ("La  Traviata"), 
Verdi;  "St.  John's  Eve,"  Rheinberger ;  "Winter  Sere- 
nade," C.  Saint-Saens ;  "  She  Wandered  Down  the 
Mountain  Side,"  F.  Clay;  "Slumber  Soft,"  Mohring; 
violin  solo,  (a)  ausfahrt,  Grieg-Sauret  (&)  elfentanz.  Pop- 
per ;  "  Spanish  Serenade,"  A.  Dregert ;  march,  Storch. 


A  recital  (in  German)  of  "  DieSchbne  Mullerin," 
a  cycle  of  songs  by  Wilhelm  Miiller,  set  to  music 
by  Franz  Schubert,  with  explanatory  notes  (in  En- 
glish) by  Mrs.  Frank  M.  Stone,  will  be  given  at 
1424  Washington  Street  on  Wednesday  evening, 
September  12th,  at  eight  o'clock.  Mr.  H.  B.  Pas- 
more  will  be  theTOcalist  of  the  occasion,  Miss  Ella 
C.  Stone,  the  accompanist,  and  Mrs.  J.  J.  Nachtriel, 
the  reader. 

Miss  Irma  Fitch,  who  recently  met  with  a  de- 
cided success  at  a  concert  in  Sacramento,  has  been 
engaged  to  sing  at  a  number  of  concerts  which  Will 
be  given  by  the  Heine  sisters  in  leading  cities  in 
the  near  future.  Miss  Fitch  has  a  sympathetic 
soprano  voice. 

The  Alumni  Association  of  the  University  of  Cal- 
ifornia is  to  hold  a  business  meeting  and  reception 
at  the  Mark  Hopkins  Institute  of  Art  on  Saturday 
evening,  September  15th,  at  eight  o'clock.  A  novel 
feature  of  the  meeting  is  the  interest  being  taken  in 
it  by  the  young  women  of  the  association.  The 
arrangements  have  been  placed  in  the  hands  of  a 
committee  consisting  of  Mrs.  Judge  Slack,  Mrs. 
Professor  Moses,  Mrs.  May  Morrison,  Mrs.  May 
Cheney,  and  Miss  Prag,  and  the  alumnae  are  taking 
the  lead  in  making  the  meeting  a  success  in  point 
of  attendance.  Proposed  amendments  to  the  con- 
stitution are  to  be  considered  at  the  meeting. 


Regatta  Festivities. 

The  regatta  has  been  "on"  and  a  host  of  no- 
tables have  been  present.  The  Emperor  of  Ger- 
many and  his  suite,  the  Prince  of  Wales,  and 
plenty  of  other  princes  have  dined  nightly  with  the 
queen  at  Osborne,  and  banquets  have  been  given 
in  all  the  swell  houses  on  the  island.  Americans 
are  very  numerous  at  Cowes.  Goelet,  of  New 
York,  has  one  of  the  finest  yachts  in  the  harbor, 
and  George  Gould,  who  is  now  a  member  of  the 
Royal  Yacht  Squadron,  of  which  the  Prince  of 
Wales  is  president,  has  become  very  popular.  The 
club  is  the  most  exclusive  in  Europe.  On  the  lawn 
of  the  club-house  on  Queen's  Cup  Day,  August  9th, 
Pommery  Champagne  was  very  largely  in  evidence. 
— Bonfori's  Circular. 


Impetuously  he  poured  forth  the  story  of  his 
love.  "  And  all  I  have,"  he  protested,  in  conclu- 
sion, as  he  prostrated  himself  before  her,  "is  at 
your  feet."  She  looked  at  him  incredulously. 
"All?"  she  repeated.  He  shrugged  his  shoul- 
ders. "Practically  all,"  he  said;  "of  course  I 
have  another  suit  of  clothes  at  home,  but  it  really 
isn't  worth  anything."  For  the  first  time  she  knew 
the  extent  of  his  devotion. — Detroit  Tribune. 


—  For  the  most  artistic  and  latest  de- 
signs  in  the  new  Empire  style  of  framing,  call  on 
S.  &  G.  Gump,  113  Geary  Street. 


—  Opera  glass— latest  Parisian  styles  in 
aluminum,  with  or  without  handles,  at  very  moder- 
ate prices.  Henry  Kahn  &  Co.,  Opticians,  642 
Market  Street,  Chronicle  Building. 


—  The  very  latest  in  art  novelties  and 
pictures  are  constantly  being  received  at  S.  &  G. 
Gump's,  113  Geary  Street. 


—  Shreve's  Gun  Store  moved  to  739  Mar- 
ket  Street,  opposite  Examiner  office.     Look  at  it  I 


—  Ladies  outing  shirts  and  waists  made 
to  order  at  Carmany's,  25  Kearny  Street. 


—Moore's  Poison-Oak  Remedy.    Cures  poi- 
son-oak  and  all  skin  diseases. 


ARGONAUT 


DURINC   the; 

ICAMPAIGN  0M894I 

Until  the  close  of  the  campaign, 
and  up  to  December  1st,  the  Argo- 
naut will  he  sent,  by  mail,  to 
any  person  subscribing  direct  to 
this    office,    for     ONE    DOLLAR. 

Recent  events,  both  in  this 


State  and  in  Congress,  have  given 


to  the  coming  political  campaign 
an  interest   unusual   in  so-called 


off-years. 


The    Democratic 


party  has  been  in  control  of  the 


National    Government    for    two 


years,  and  the  result  has  been  fi- 


nancial    depression    and     wide- 


spread disaster.  That  party 


has  proved  its  utter  incapacity,  its 


lack  of  courage  to  carry  out  the 
pernicious  principles  it  advocates, 


and  its  inability  to  formulate  any 


better  plan  of  action. 


The 


approaching  campaign  is  to  deter- 
mine whether  this  party  is  to  con- 


tinue in  power. 


The  Argo- 


naut believes  that  the  success  of 


the  Republican  party  is  essential 


to  the  good  government  of  this 


republic. 


We  believe  in  pro- 


tection  to    American    industries, 


and  reciprocity  with  non-compet- 
ing  countries.  We  believe 


in  a  bimetallic  currency,  and  the 
free  use  of  gold   and   silver  for 


coinage,  and   that   every   dollar, 
whether  of  gold,  silver,  or  paper, 


shall  be  an  honest  dollar,  and  worth 


one  hundred  cents. 


We  be- 


lieve that  the  construction  of  the 


Nicaragua   Canal  should   be  en- 


couraged and  controlled   by  this 
government.  We     believe 

that     our       foreign      commerce 
should  be  extended,  the  building 


of   American   ships   encouraged, 
and  the  American  flag    restored 


to  its    former   position  upon  the 
high    seas.  We    believe   in 


the  entire  exclusion  of  the  Chi- 
nese from  our  soil.  We  be- 


lieve in  the  restriction  of  natural- 


ization. 


We  believe  in  the 


present  restriction  of  all  foreign 
immigration,    and     the    ultimate 


exclusion      of      all      immigrants 
coming  in  competition  with  and 


tending     to    degrade    American 
labor.  Believing    that   the 


success  of  the   Republican  party 
will  best  subserve  all  these  ends, 


most    of  which    are   in    its   plat- 
form,  the    Argonaut  will    do    its 


best  for  the  success  of  that  party. 


in  the  coming  campaign  of  1894. 


September  io,  1894. 


THE        ARGONAUT. 


16 


Movements  and  Whereabouts. 
Annexed  will  be  found  a  resume  of  movements  to 
and  from  this  city  and  coast,  and  of  the  whereabouts 
of  absent  Califomians : 

Mrs.  William  H.  Crocker  and  Miss  Beth  Speny  left 
Paris  on  August  16th  for  Biarritz. 

Mr.  Donald  de  V.  Graham  left  last  Monday  to  visit 
relatives  in  England.  When  he  returns  to  America,  he 
will  reside  in  Chicago. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  James  Daniel,  formerly  Mrs.  Mamie 
C.  Hastings,  returned  from  Switzerland  on  August  21st, 
and  took  rooms  at  the  Hotel  du  Rhin,  in  Paris. 

Mr.  Eli  Marks,  of  this  city,  was  in  Lucerne,  Switzer- 
land, when  last  heard  from. 

Dr.  George  Terrill  visited  Del  Monte  last  Saturday  and 
Sunday. 

Colonel  F.  S.  Chadbourne  passed  last  Saturday  and 
Sunday  at  Santa  Cruz. 

Mr.  Frederick  R.  Webster,  Mrt  A.  C.  Tubas,  and  Mr. 
Clinton  E.  Worden  went  to  Del  Monte  last  Saturday  for 
a  brief  visit. 

Mrs.  Thomas  Robbins,  formerly  Miss  Naglee,  of  San 
Jose,  is  passing  the  season  at  Ear  Harbor,  Me.,  where 
she  has  a  beautiful  villa. 

Mr.  Everett  N.  Bee  will  leave  to-day  for  Central  Amer- 
ica on  the  steamer  Acapulco. 

The  Misses  Morrison  and  Mr.  Henry  E.  Morrison  re- 
turned to  San  Jose  last  Monday,  after  passing  several 
days  at  Del  Monte. 

Miss  Kate  McGrew,  of  Honolulu,  is  visiting  friends  in 
San  Jose. 

Mrs.  Louis  B.  Parrott  and  her  two  children  have  gone 
East,  en  route  to  Europe. 

Mrs.  J.  J.  Crooks  left  last  Sunday  to  visit  her  mother, 
Mrs.  J.I.  Case,  of  Chicago,  and  will  be  away  abo-'il'six 
weeks. 

Mrs.  Peter  McG.  McBean  and  Miss  Edith  McBean  will 
leave  next  Saturday  to  visit  the  Eastern  Stales  for  several 
weeks. 

Mrs.  Frank  M.  Hatch,  of  Honolulu,  is  here  on  a  visit 
to  her  parents,  Colonel  and  Mrs.  A.  G.  Hawes. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  John  O'Neal  Reis  will  occupy  the  resi- 
dence of  Dr.  and  Mrs.  E.  B.  Perrin,  1535  Clay  Street, 
during  the  winter. 

Miss  Mollle  Torbert  will  pass  the  winter  m  New  York 
with  her  sister,  Mrs.  Snyder. 

Mrs.  J.  C.  Tucker  and  the  Misses  Mae  and  Claire 
Tucker,  who  have  been  passing  the  summer  at  Del  Monte 
have  returned  to  the  city,  and  are  residing  at  1001  Pine 
Street 

Mr.  Francis  G-  Newlands  arrived  here  last  Thursday 
from  Washington,  D.  C,  and  is  at  the  Palace  Hotel. 

Mr.  E.  M.  Greenway  will  return  to  the  city  on  Mon- 
day, after  passing  the  summer  at  San  Rafael. 

Mr.  D.  O.  Mills  left  New  York  city  last  Friday  for  this 
city,  and  after  his  arrival  will  go  to  China  and  Japan 
en  route  to  Egypt,  where  he  will  meet  Mr.  and  Mrs. 
Whitelaw  Reid  in  November.  Colonel  C.  F.  Crocker 
will  accompany  him. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  S.  W.  Rosenstock  will  soon  return  from 
San  Rafael  to  pass  the  season  at  the  Palace  Hotel. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  George  E.  Raum  will  soon  leave  to  make 
a  prolonged  tour  ofi  Europe. 

Mrs.  D.  M.  Delmas  and  the  Misses  Antoinette  and 
Josephine  Delmas  have  returned  to  their  villa  near 
Mountain  View  after  passing  a  month  at  Sausah'to. 

General  W.  H.  Dimond  and  the  Misses  Eleanor  and 
Mae  Dimond  have  returned  to  their  city  residence,  after 
passing  the  summer  at  Burlingame. 

Senator  Charles  N.  Felton,  Mrs.  William  Kohl,  and 
Miss  Mamie  Kohi  have  been  passing  several  weeks  at 
Paso  Robles. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Thomas  Magee  and  Mr.  Thomas  Mage*, 
Jr.,  have  been  visiting  Lake  Tahoe  for  a  couple  of  weeks. 
Mr.  and  Mrs.  Lloyd  Tevis,  Mrs.  William  S.  Tevis,  Dr. 
Harry  L.  Tevis,  Miss  Florence  Breckinridge,  Mr.  and 
Mrs.  Gordon  Blanding,  Miss  Susie  Blanding,  Mr.  Lloyd 
Tevis  Blanding,  and  Mrs.  E.  B.  Coleman  have  returned 
from  San  Rafael. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  A.  P.  Talbot  will  return  from  San  Rafael 
in  about  a  week,  and  will  then  occupy  their  new  resi- 
dence, comer  of  California  and  Pierce  Streets. 

Mrs.  William  Cluff  has  been  passing  a  couple  of  weeks 
at  Lake  Tahoe. 

Mr.  Hugo  Toland  is  visiting  New  York  city. 
Mr.  and  Mrs.  D.  B.  Davidson  will  remain  in  San  Rafael 
during  the  autumn  months. 

Major  D.  E.  Miles  has  returned  from  a  visit  to  Santa 
Catalina  Island. 

Mrs.  H.  Alston  Williams  and  Miss  Cora  Caduc  will  re- 
turn from  Santa  Cruz  in  about  a  week,  after  passing  the 
summer  there. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  C.  O.  G.  Miller  and  Miss  Marian  Miller, 
of  Oakland,  have  been  at  Lake  Tahoe  during  the  past 
foitnight. 

Hon.  and  Mrs.  Romualdo  Pacheco  are  passing  a  few 
weeks  at  San  Rafael. 

Mrs.  F.  L.  Castle  and  the  Misses  Eva,  Blanche,  and 
Hilda  Castle  will  pass  the  winter  in  the  Doe  mansion, 
2489  Jackson  Street. 

Mrs.  Lucy  Redington  and  her  son,  Mr.  Henry  W. 
Redington,  of  San  Rafael,  went  East  a  week  ago,  and  are 
now  in  New  York  city.  Mr.  Redington  intended  to  sail 
for  Europe  to-day  to  be  absent  about  six  months. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Henry  T.  Scott,  who  have  been  passing' 
the  summer  at  San  Mateo,  will  return  to  the  city  about 
September  15th.  > 

Mrs.  Horace  Davis  is  confined  to  her  residence,  1800 
Broadway,  as  the  result  of  a  serious  accident  she  sus- 
tained at  Santa  Cruz  last  month.  It  may  be  a  couple  of 
months  before  she  will  be  able  to  walk. 

Dr.  and  Mrs.  W.  G.  Daggett,  nie  Cohen,  have  gone  to 
New  Haven,  Conn.,  where  they  will  reside  permanently. 
Miss  Bertha  Thompson,  of  New  York,  accompanied  them 
on  their  Eastern  trip. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Charles  B.  Alexander  will  sail  from  New 

York  to-day  for  Europe,  and  will  pass  the  winter  in  Egypt. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  James  M.  Cunningham  and  family  have 

returned  to  the  city,   after  passing  the   summer  at  Del 

Monte. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Robert  P.  Wieland  are  passing  a  month 
in  San  Jos£. 

Miss  Blix  Smith,  of  Oakland,  has  been  passing  a  week 
at  the  Martel  villa  near  Mountain  View,  as  the  guest  of 
Miss  Ethel  Martel. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  A.  B.  Moulder,  nee  Clarke,  who  have 
been  passing  the  summer  in  San  Rafael,  have  returned  to 
the  city  and  will  reside  at  2119  California  Street  until 
November  1st.     They  will  receive  on  Tuesdays. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  John  Parrott  and  family  have  been  pass- 
ing the  week  at  Del  Monte. 

Mr.  A.  J.  Lewis  is  at  the  Hotel  Waldorf  in  New  York 
city. 

Mrs.  Robert  E.  Williams,  who  has  been  in  Tacoma 
during  the  past  six  weeks,  visiting  her  daughter,  Mrs.  S. 
M.  Jackson,  will  remain  there  about  three  weeks  more, 

Mrs.  Crittenden  Thornton  and  family  have  returned  to 
the  city,  after  passing  the  summer  at  Santa  Cruz. 

Mrs.  John  R.  Jarboe  and  Miss  Kathryn  Jarboe  re- 
turned from  Santa  Cruz  last  Sunday,  after  passing  the 
summer  there. 


Army  and  Navy  News. 
The  latest  personal  notes  relative  to  army  and 
navy  people  at  the  various  posts  around  San  Fran- 
cisco are  appended : 

Rear-Admiral  and  Mrs.  Selfridge,  U.  S.  N.,  have  re- 
turned from  a  visit  to  Mrs.  General  Ricketts  in  San  Jose. 

Lieutenant-Colonel  Edward  Moale,  Third  Infantry,  U. 
S.  A.,  who  has  been  here  for  several  years  on  the  depart- 
ment staff  as  inspector  of  small-arms  practice,  has  been 
ordered  to  Fort  Snelling,  near  St.  Paul,  Minn.,  and  will 
leave  for  his  station  in  about  a  month,  accompanied  by 
Mrs.  Moale. 

Major  and  Mrs.  Charles  L  Wilson,  U.  S.  A.,  and  Miss 
Gertrude  Wilson  are  residing  at  the  Richmond,  in  Wash- 
ington, D.  C. 

Lieutenant  George  R.  Cecil,  Thirteenth  Infantry,  U. 
S.  A.,  now  on  a  leave  of  absence,  is  visiting  friends  at 
San  Diego  Barracks. 

Major  John  A.  Darling,  Fifth  Artillery,  U.  S.  A.,  is 
absent  from  the  Presidio  for  a  month,  owing  to  illness. 

Captain  James  Parker,  Fourth  Cavalry,  U.  S.  A.,  is 
now  on  duty  at  the  Military  Academy  at  West  Point, 
N.  Y. 

Captain  Elbridge  R.  Hills,  Fifth  Artillery,  U.  S.  A., 
who  has  been  on  duty  at  the  University  of  Illinois,  Cham- 
paign. 111.,  since  June  24th,  1890,  was  relieved  on  Septem- 
ber 1st. 

Mrs.  A.  E.  Wood,  widow  of  the  late  Captain  Wood, 
Fourth  Cavalry,  U.  S.  A.,  is  visiting  her  sister,  Mrs.  W. 
S.  Worth,  wife  of  Major  Worth,  U.  S.  A.,  at  Fort 
Omaha. 

Lieutenant  Samson  L.  Faison,  First  Infantry,  U.  S. 
A,,  has  been  at  Carson  City,  Nev.,  on  duty  with  the 
Nevada  National  Guard  Encampment. 

Lieutenant  Cecil  Stewart,  Fourth  Cavalry,  U.  S.  A., 
who  has  been  on  duty  at  the  Military  Academy  at 
West  Point,  N.  Y.,  since  April  25,  1891,  was  relieved  from 
duty  on  September  1st. 

Lieutenant  William  G.  Haan,  Fifth  Artillery,  U.  S.  A., 
has  been  visiting  his  home  in  Marshalltown,  la.,  while  on 
a  two  months'  leave  of  absence. 

Lieutenant  Thomas  Ridgway,  Fifth  Artillery,  TJ.  S. 
A.,  has  been  passing  much  of  his  leave  of  absence  at 
Garden  City,  Long  Island,  N.  Y. 

Lieutenant  John  Stafford,  Eighth  Infantry,  U.  S.  A., 
has  been  relieved  from  duty  at  Washington  University 
in  St.  Louis,  and  with  Mrs.  Stafford — formerly  Miss 
Gibbs,  of  this  city — is  visiting  New  York  prior  to  joining 
his  regiment. 

Lieutenant  John  M.  Neall,  Fourth  Cavalry,  U.  S.  A., 
was  relieved  from  duty  on  September  1st  as  military  in- 
structor at  the  Nevada  State  University  at  Reno.  He 
has  been  there  since  November  14,  1890.  He  will  be 
stationed  at  the  Presidio.  His  wife  will  also  be  here,  and 
in  a  short  time  her  sister,  Miss  Katherine  Hardie,  will 
come  out  from  New  York  to  visit  her. 

Lieutenant  C.  A.  F.  Flagler,  Engineers  Corps,  U.  S.  A., 
has  reported  at  West  Point,  N.  Y„  for  duty. 

Lieutenant  Charles  H.  McKinstry,  Engineers  Corps, 
U.  S.  A.,  has  been  ordered  to  take  station  at  Duluth, 
Minn. 

Lieutenant  Oscar  I.  Straub,  Fifth  Artillery,  U.  S.  A., 
has  been  relieved  from  duty  with  the  First  Artillery  at 
Fort  Hamilton,  N.  Y.,  and  granted  two  months'  leave  of 
absence,  after  which  he  will  join  his  proper  battery. 

Lieutenant  Oliver  E.  Wood,  Fifth  Artillery,  U.  S.  A., 
has  been  transferred  from  Fort  Canby,  Wash.,  to  Alcatraz 
Island. 

Lieutenant  James  C.  Bush,  Fifth  Artillery,  U.  S.  A.. 
has  been  transferred  from  Alcatraz  Island  to  Fort  Canby, 
Wash. 

Lieutenant  Downs  L.  Wilson,  U.  S.  N.,  is  passing  bis 
two  months'  leave  of  absence  at  his  home  in  Georgetown, 
D.  C. 

Lieutenant  Edward  T.  Brown,  Fifth  Artillery,  U.  S.  A., 
now  at  the  Presidio,  will  be  transferred  to  Fort  Canby, 
Wash.,  on  October  ist. 

Lieutenant  John  D.  Miley,  Fifth  Artillery,  U.  S.  A„ 
will  be  relieved  from  duty  with  Light  Battery  F  on  Octo- 
ber ist  and  attached  lo  Battery  A. 

Lieutenant  Charles  E.  B.  Flagg,  Assistant  Surgeon, 
U.  S.  A.,  is  absent  on  duty  at  the  Sequoia  National  Park. 

Lieutenant  Edward  F.  McGlachlin,  Jr.,  Fifth  Artillery, 
U.  S.  A.,  reported  for  duty  on  September  ist  at  the  Artil- 
lery School,  Fort  Monroe,  Va. 

Lieutenant  William  R.  Hamilton,  Fifth  Artillery,  U. 
S.  A.,  reported  for  duty  on  September  ist  as  professor  of 
military  science  and  tactics  at  the  State  University  of 
Nevada,  Reno,  Nev. 

Lieutenant  Delamere  Skerrett,  Fifth  Artillery,  U.  S.A., 
reported  for  instruction  at  the  Artillery  School,  Fort 
Monroe,  Va.,  on  September  ist. 

Lieutenant  Harvey  C.  Carbaugh,  Fifth  Artillery,  U. 
S.  A.,  reported  for  instruction  on  September  ist,  at  the 
Artillery  School,  Fort  Monroe,  Va. 

Lieutenant  Robert  H.  Noble,  First  Infantry,  U.  S.  A., 
who  has  been  absent  on  duty  at  St.  John's  College,  An- 
napolis, Md.,  will  be  relieved  from  duty  there  on  Septem- 
ber 10th,  when  he  will  take  a  leave  of  absence  for  two 
months. 

Lieutenant  William  M.  Crofton,  First  Infantry,  U. 
S.  A.,  returned  to  duty  at  Angel  Island  last  Monday. 

Lieutenant  and  Mrs.  Charles  G.  Lyman,  U.  S.  A.,  are 
now  residing  at  the  home  of  Mrs.  Jeremiah  Clarke,  2119 
California  Street,  where  they  will  remain  until  November, 
when  Lieutenant  Lyman  will  be  transferred  to  an  Eastern 
post. 

Ensign  E.  D.  Stearns,  U.  S.  N„  has  been  ordered  to 
the  Adams. 


The  Society  for  Christian  Work  announces  two 
recitals  by  Miss  Ida  Benfey  at  the  Unitarian  Church 
parlors  on  Wednesday  evening,  September  12th, 
at  eight  o'clock,  when  "  The  Tale  of  Two  Cities  " 
will  be  read,  and  on  Saturday  afternoon,  September 
15th,  at  three  o'clock,  when  Miss  Benfey  will  give 
readings  from  three  American  authors :  Richard 
Harding  Davis,  "  The  Boy  Orator  of  Zapata"  and 
"  Her  First  Appearance  "  ;  Mary  E.  Wilkins,  "  An 
Object  of  Love"  and  "The  Revolt  of  Mother"  ; 
and  H.  C.  Bunner,  "  A  Round-Up"  and  "  A  Sis- 
terly Scheme." 

—  Spectacles  and  eye-glasses  accurately 
fitted  at  reasonable  prices.  Henry  Kahn  &  Co., 
opticians,  642  Market  Street,  Chronicle  Building. 


—  Kritiko,  609  Merchant  St.,  S.  F.,  reads 
characters  from  handwriting  in  ink,  unruled  paper. 
Send  50  cents  ;  stamps  or  postal  notes. 


—  The  very  latest  in  art  novelties  and 
pictures  are  constantly  being  received  at  S.  &  G. 
Gumps,  113  Geary  Street. 


—  Crown  Fountain  Pens  are  the  best. 
Sanborn,  Vail  &  Co.,  Stationery  Department,  sole 
agents.    741  Market  StreeL 


DCCLXXIL— Bill  of  Fare  for  Six  Persons,  Sunday, 
September  9,  1894. 
Okra  and  Tomato  Soup. 
Nutmeg  Melons. 
Boiled  Halibut,  Sauce  Hollandaise. 
Stuffed  Potatoes. 
Broiled  Shoulder  of  Lamb. 
Tomatoes.    Stuffed  Bell-Peppers. 
Roast  Squabs. 
Lettuce, 
Chancellor's  Pudding. 
Fruits. 
Coffee. 
Chancellor's  Pudding. — Take   a  small  tin    mold  or 
tin  pan,  butter  it  well ;  split  some  large  raisins  and  cut  in 
strips  some  citron ;  place  them  around  the  buttered  tin 
about  two  inches  apart  ;  slice  some  stale  cake  in  even 
slices  and  line  the  pan.    Have  ready  six  well-beaten  eggs, 
one  pint  of  cream  flavored  to   taste.      Set  the  mold  or 
pan  in  boiling  water,  turn  in  the  eggs  and  cream,  cover  it 
up,  and  let  it  boil  one  hour.     When  it  is  done,   turn  the 
mold  over  into  the  dish  and  let  it  stand  about  ten  min- 
utes before  removing  it,  for  fear  of  breaking  the  pudding. 
Serve  with  a  rich  wine  sauce. 


The  fourth  annual  convention  of  the  Pacific  Coast 
Women's  Press  Association  has  been  held  in  Golden 
Gate  Hall  during  the  past  week,  on  Tuesday,  Wed- 
nesday, and  Thursday.  There  has  been  a  large 
attendance  at  both  the  morning  and  afternoon 
sessions,  and  interesting  papers  discussing  the 
topics  of  the  day  have  been  read  by  members  of 
the  association  and  by  a  few  prominent  gentlemen 
who  had  been  invited  to  address  them.  Among 
the  other  proceedings  of  the  association  was  the 
election  of  the  following  officers  for  the  ensuing 
year  : 

President,  Mrs.  Ada  C.  Van  Pelt  ;  vice-presidents — 
Mrs.  Sarah  B.  Cooper,  Mrs.  Nellie  Blessing  Eyster,  Mrs. 
Minna  V.  Gaden,  Mrs.  Frances  Fuller  Victor,  and  the 
president  of  the  southern  branch  ;  corresponding  secre- 
tary, Mrs.  Lillian  Plunkett  Ferguson ;  recording  secre- 
tary, Mrs.  Alice  Carey  Waterman ;  assistant  recording 
secretary,  Miss  Alma  PriscUIa  Alden :  treasurer,  Mrs. 
Florence  Percy  Matheson  ;  auditor,  Mrs.  Emeline  North; 
librarian,  Mrs.  Ella  M.  Sexton;  additional  members  of 
the  board — Mrs.  Charlotte  Perkins  Stetson,  Mrs.  Mary 
Lynde  Craig,  and  Miss  Ina  Donna  Coolbrith. 


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September  io,  1894. 


Banks. 


THE  BA^K  OF  CAUtFORNIA, 

SAN  FRANCISCO. 


Capital  83,000,000  00 

Surplus  and  Undivided  Proats    3,347,584  02 

January  i,  1894. 


William  Alvord President 

Thomas  Brown Cashier 

S.  Prentiss  Smith Assistant  Cashier 

Irving  F.  Moulton ad  Assistant  Cashier 


CORRESPONDENTS : 

.....  (  Messrs.  Laidlaw  &  Co. 

New  *  ork (The  Bank  of  New  York,  N.  B.  A. 

Boston Tremont  National  Bank 

London Messrs.  N.  M.  Rothschild  &  Sons 

Paris Messrs.  De  Rothschild  Freres 

Virginia  City,  Nev Agency  of  the  Bank  of  California 

Chicago Union  National  Bank 

St.  Louis Boatmen's  Bank 

Australia  and  New  Zealand Bank  of  New  Zealand 

China,  Japan,  and  India Chartered  Bank  of  India, 

Austialia,  and  China 


Letters  of  Credit  issued  available  in  all  parts  of  the  world. 

Draw  direct  on  New  York,  Boston,  Chicago,  St.  Louis, 
Salt  Lake,  Denver,  Kansas  City,  New  Orleans,  Portland, 
Or.,  Los  Angeles,  and  on  London,  Paris,  Berlin,  Ham- 
burg, Bremen,  Frankfort -on-Main,  Copenhagen,  Stock- 
holm, Christiana,  Switzerland,  Melbourne,  Sydney,  Auck- 
land, Hong  Kong,  Shanghai,  Yokohama,  Genoa,  and  all 
cities  in  Italy. 


California  Safe  Deposit  and 
Trust  Co. 

PAID-UP  CAPITAL SI, 000, 000 


Corner  Montgomery  and  California  Sis.,  S.  F. 

J.  D.  Fry,  President.    Henry  Williams,  Vice-President. 
J.  Dalzell  Brown,  Secretary  and  Treasurer. 


This  Company  is  authorized  by  law  to  act  as  Executor, 
Administrator,  Assignee,  Receiver,  or  Trustee.  It  is  a 
legal  depositary  for  Court  and  Trust  Funds.  Will  take 
entire  charge  of  Real  and  Personal  Estates,  collecting 
the  income  and  profits,  and  attending  to  all  such  details 
as  an  individual  in  like  capacity  could  do. 

Acts  as  Registrar  and  Transfer  Agent  of  all  Stocks 
and  Bonds. 

Receives  deposits  subject  to  check  and  allows  interest 
at  the  rate  of  two  per  cent,  per  annum  on  daily  balances. 
Issues  certificates  of  deposit  bearing  fixed  rates  of  interest. 

Receives  deposits  in  its  savings  department,  and  allows 
the  usual  rates  of  interest  thereon. 

RENTS  SAFES  inside  its  burglar-proof  vaults  at 
prices  from  $5  per  annum  upwards,  according  to  size. 
Valuables  of  all  kinds  may  be  stored  at  low  rates. 

"Wills  drawn  and  taken  care  of  -without 
charge.     Call  or  write  for  circular. 

WELLS  FARGO  &C0/S  BANK 

N.  E,  Cor.  Sangome  and  Sutter  Sts. 
San  Francisco,  Cal. 

Cash.  Capital  and  Surplus SG, 350,000 

Jno.  J.  Valentine,  President;  Homer  S.  King,  Manager. 
H.  Wadsworth.  Cashier;  F.  L.  Lipman,  Asst-Cashler. 
Directors — John  J.  Valentine,  Benj,  P.  Cheney,  Oliver 
Eldridge,  Henry  E.  Huntington,  Homer  S.  King,  Geo.  E. 
Gray,  J  ohn  J .  McCook,  Charles  F.  Crocker,  DudleyEvans. 


BANK  OF  SISSON,  CROCKER  &  CO. 

(Incorporated  April  25,  1892.) 
328  Pine  Street,  San  Francisco. 

Directors : 
Geo.    W.    Scott,   President ;    W.    W.    Van  Arsdale, 
Cashier;  J.  H.  Strobridge,  D.  W.  Earl,  J.  H.  Sisson,  F. 
H.  Green,  J.  M.  Haven. 

Receives   deposits ;    dealers   in    exchange ;    a    general 
banking  business  transacted. 


CONNECTICUT  FIRE  INSURANCE  CO. 

OE  HARTFORD. 


Cash  Capital SI, 000, 000 

Assets 3,632,228 

Surplus  to  policy-holders 1,550,589 


ROBERT  DICKSON,  Manager,  San  Francisco. 
Boyd  &  Dickson,  San  Francisco,  Agents,  501  Mont- 
gomery Street.     General  Office,  401  Montgomery  St. 


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At  a  young  ladies'  academy  :  Teacher — "  Who 
was  the  greatest  conqueror?"  Lisette — "Don 
Juan." — L Illustration. 

Hungry  Horace — "Say,  gimme  ten  cents  for  a 
bed,  will  yer  ?  "  Bergnoski — "  Cerdenly,  my  frendt. 
Vere  is  der  bed  ?  " — Truth. 

"There's  Biggser,  now  ;  would  you  call  him  a 
patient  man?"  "All  depends."  "On  what?'" 
"Whether  he's  fishin'  or  waitin'  fer  his  supper." — 
Buffalo  Courier. 

The  lady-killer  :  Accepted  suitor—"  Lieutenant, 
may  I  introduce  you  to  my  intended  ?  "  Lieutenant 
— "  Very  rash  of  you,  don't  you  think,  my  dear  fel- 
low ?  " — Meggendorger  Blatter. 

Summerly — "  Are  there  many  life-saving  stations 
here  on  the  Maine  coast  ?  "  Native — "  Wal,  there's 
giuer'ly  one  at  every  bathing-beach,  but  they  mostly 
keeps  mighty  poor  whisky." — Puck. 

One  way  of  putting  it :  He — "  Does  your  father 
seem  pleased  with  our  engagement?"  She — "I 
guess  so.  He  has  been  telling  all  around  that  he 
has  had  an  addition  to  the  family." — Puck. 

Kitty  (scornfully) — "An  unmarried  man  doesn't 
know  what  home  means!"  Tom  (mildly) — "He 
knows  it  is  something  his  married  friends  seem  to 
consider  a  desirable  place  to  get  away  from." — Life. 

Isaacs — ' '  Veil,  I  hear  Goldberg  failed.  He  made 
a  big  fight  before  he  vent  under."  Cohen — "Yes. 
For  dree  months  he  adfertised  fer  a  bartner  mit 
gapital  to  share  der  brofits  of  der  business." — Puck. 

Mr.  Kilbradge  (a  visiting  Englishman) — "  By  the 
way,  Boston  is  within  a  few  hours  of  New  York, 
isn't  it?"  Miss  Vinton  (of  New  York) — "Oh, 
dear,  no  ;  it  isn't  within  twenty  years  of  it !  " — 
Vogue. 

Magistrate — "The  address  you  gave  the  police 
was  a  wrong  one  ;  there  is  nothing  in  that  locality 
but  a  building  in  process  of  erection."  Prisoner 
— "  Exactly,  that's  where  I  usually  sleep  at  nights." 

— Der  Abend. 

Clara  — "May  I  come  to  your  wedding?" 
Agatha — "1  can  not  promise  you  that.  My 
parents  are  so  enraged  at  my  choice  that  I  hardly 
know  whether  I  shall  be  allowed  to  go  there  my- 
self."— Feierabend. 

Victorious  defeats  :  Knowet  Alle — "  Newriche  is 
still  determined  to  enter  English  society."  F.  de 
Seekel — "What  method  will  he  try  this  time?" 
Knowet  Alle — "He  is  going  to  take  a  canal-boat 
over  and  try  yacht- racing." — Puck. 

Lady  (handing  out  some  cold  victuals) — "Why 
don't  you  goto  work?"  Tramp — "Well,  ma'am, 
it's  this  way  :  When  I'm  hungry  I'm  too  weak  to 
work,  and  when  I'm  full,  why,  of  course,  I  don't 
need  to  work." — New  York  Press. 

"I  call  him  a  bouncing  baby,"  said  the  father, 
tossing  the  infant  in  the  air,  "  considering  the  fact 
that  we're  raising  him  on  the  bottle."  "  How  else 
do  you  raise  babies,  sah  ?  "  inquired  the  Kentucky 
colonel,  eyeing  him  sharply. — Chicago  Tribune, 

Miss  Bleecker  (rapturously) — "Yes;  and  papa 
says  he  will  give  us  a  house  in  Brooklyn,  Isn't  that 
grand  f"  Madison  Squeers  (enthusiastically)  — 
"  Well,  I  should  say  so  !  Why,  we  can  rent  it  for 
enough  to  hire  a  suite  of  rooms  uptown  !  " — Puck. 

"  My  son,"  said  the  economical  father,  "these 
cigars  are  better  than  I  smoked  at  your  age." 
"  Father,"  replied  the  youth,  "it  pains  me  to  do 
it,  but  I  am  compelled  to  state  that  they  are  better 
than  the  cigars  you  smoke  now." — Washington 
Star. 

Will — "Why  do  you  always  carry  those  corks 
with  you  when  you  go  to  call  on  your  fiancie  f  " 
Jack — "  Well,  you  see,  she  lives  in  a  flat,  and  1  use 
them  for  stopping  up  the  speaking-tubes  when  I  am 
bidding  her  good-night  in  the  vestibule." — New 
York  Herald. 

Papa  —  "Isaac,  my  son,  yer'll  ruin  me.  Yer 
might  haf  got  sefen  tollars  for  dem  two-tollar  pants 

yusht  so  veil  as  not."  Son — "  But  dey  vos  markt " 

Papa  (ironically) — "Dot  bleases  me,  dot  does! 
Dey  vos  markt!"  (Severely.)  "Ain't  yer  got  no 
inchstinckt  ?  " — Life. 

Slrawber — "  Doctor,  I  haven't  been  able  to  keep 
anything  on  my  stomach  for  a  week."  Dr.  Probe — 
"System  all  run  down,  eh  ?  What  you  need  is  a 
sea  voyage."  Strawber  (turning  still  paler)— "A 
sea  voyage  ?  Great  heavens  I  1  only  arrived  from 
Europe  this  morning." — New  York  Sun. 

Lady — "  Here  you  have  a  good  linen  shirt  and  a 
pair  of  boots,  and  in  the  kitchen  they  will  give  you 
a  bit  of  roast  beef."  Beggar — "  I  am  very  sorry  I 
can  not  avail  myself  of  your  kindness.  I  am  a  dis- 
ciple of  Jaeger,  and  wear  only  woolen  garments  ; 
a  follower  of  Kneipp,  and  therefore  go  without 
shoes  and  stockings  ;  besides,  I  am  a  vegetarian, 
and  never  touch  meat." — Mannlieimer   V'olksblatt. 


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TABLE    OF    CONTENTS. 

Editorial:  The  Revival  of  Business — What  Fears  of  Democratic  Tariff- 
Tinkering  Did  for  the  Country — Business  Buoyed  by  a  Hope  of  Re- 
publican Victory — Making  the  Best  of  a  Bad  Law — Morality  and 
Politics — Miss  Mary  Desha's  Campaign  against  Colonel  Breckinridge 
— The  Improvement  in  Modern  Morals — The  Cases  of  Dilke  and 
Parnell — Government  Ownership  of  Railways  in  France — Bad  Man- 
agement and  Political  Deals  Made  it  Unprofitable — How  the  French 
Roads  are  Operated — The  Proposed  Abolition  of  the  San  Quentm 
Penitentiary — Why  Folsom  is  a  Better  Prison — The  Problem  of  Con- 
vict Labor — The  Catholic  Authorities  and  the  Rum-Sellers — Arch- 
bishop Corrigan's  Queer  Indorsement — The  Wind-Up  of  the  Crusade 

— The  Death  of  Governor  Pio  Pico — Longevity  in  California 1-3 

A  Howling  Success:  Being  an  Account  of  Young  Barton's  Attempt  to 

Enliven  the  Post.     By  Gwendolen  Overton 4 

Old  Favorites:  "The  Covenanters'  Battle-Chant,"  by  William  Mother- 
well ;  "  To  the  Lord  General  Cromwell,"  by  John  Milton  ;  "  Naseby," 

by  Lord  Macaulay 4 

A  Letter  from  Paris  :  The  Fountain  of  French  Art — Our  Correspond- 
ent writes  of  the  National  Conservatory  in  Paris — Scenes  at  the 
Annual  Competitions — The  Audiences  and  the  Judges — Free  Fight  for 
Places  at  the  Dramatic  Examinations — Funny  Scenes — The  Rewards 
for  Prize-Winners — The  History  of  the  Conservatoire — The  Buildings 

— Odd  Treatment  of  Would-Be  Composers 5 

Individualities  :  Notes  About  Prominent  People  all  Over  the  World 5 

Blackmore's  New  Novel:  "  Perlycross,"  by  the  Author  of  "  Lorna 
Doone" — The   West  of  England   in   the  Days  of  King  William  the 

Fourth — Smugglers  and  Resurrectionists 6 

A  Letter  from  London:  The  International  Yacht-Races — Our  Corres- 
pondent writes  of  the  Yachting  at  Cowes,  Ryde,  and  Southsea — Some 
of  the  Yachts  that  Race — The  Notorious  Earl  of  Lonsdale  Settled 
Down — George  Gould's  Unpopularity — A  Penny-Taking  Peer — Vis- 
count Hinton,  his  Hand-Organ,  and  his  Placard 7 

A  New  Poem   by  Joaquin  Miller:   "  To  the  California  Pioneers" 7 

A  Letter  from  New  Yokk  :  Our  Correspondent  writes  of  the  Novelties 
and  Revivals  of  the  Season — Clay  Greene's  New  Piece — Delia  Fox  in 
"The  Little  Trooper" — A  Great  Revival  of  "Shenandoah" — The 
Winter   Novelties — English    Opera — The   German    and    Metropolitan 

Troupes — Their  Repertoires — Light  Opera 7 

Literary  Notes  :  Personal  and   Miscellaneous  Gossip — A  Prose   Poem 

by  Oscar  Wilde — New  Publications 8-9 

Drama  :  The  Fad  for  Living  Pictures — Stage  Gossip 10 

Vanity  Fair 11 

Her  Bathing-Suit:  A  Future  Benedict's  Mistake  Makes  a  Sensation.. .  12 
Storyettes:  Grave  and  Gay,  Epigrammatic  and  Otherwise — Georges 
Ohnet's  Gallic  Wit — A  Washington  Correspondent's  Crisp  Reply — 
Coleridge's  Slip  in  Chapel — Thackeray  as  a  Post-Prandial  Speaker — 
An  Anecdote  told  by  "An  Englishman  in  Paris" — Two  Conceptions 
of  a  Great  Treat— Professor  Hyrtl's  Skulls — Webster  and  the  Pertina- 
cious Office-Seeker — A  Conceited  Tenor — How  to  Meet  a  Conspiracy 
of  Silence —State  Pride   in    Kentucky  —  Lord   Tennyson    as  an  Art 

Critic 13 

Society:  Movements  and  Whereabouts — Notes  and  Gossip — Army  and 

Navy  News 14-15 

Mascagni  in  Berlin 15 

The  Alleged  Humorists:  Paragraphs  Ground  out  by  the  Dismal  Wits 
of  the  Day 16 


The  business  of  the  country  is  slowly  reviving,  now  that 
the  Democratic  Congress  has  passed  its  Sugar  Trust  Tariff, 
I  and  gone  home.  As  we  remarked  a  fortnight  ago,  the  coun- 
1  try  has  been  slowly  strangling  ever  since  the  Democracy 
I  came  into  power,  and  now  that  the  Sugar  Trust  party  has 
temporarily  ceased  throttling  the  trade  of  the  country,  it  is 
B  only  natural  that  the  body-politic  should  gasp  and  strive  to 
r  fill  its  lungs. 

Whatever  we  may  think  of  the  new  tariff — and  no  one  in 

.  this  broad  land,  Republican  or  Democrat,  seems  to  think  well 

I!  of  it,  except  the  Sugar  Trust — it  is  the  law.     It  will  remain 

I    in  force  for  two  years  at  least,  and  perhaps  for  a  longer  time. 

Therefore  under  these  changed  conditions  men  must  live  and 

;  work.     So  let  us  make  the  best  of  this  bill,  bad  though  we 

relieve  it  to  be. 

The  Argonaut  has  been  bitterly  opposed  to  the  passage 

the    Wilson-Gorman-Sugar-Tariff    bill,    as    its    readers 


... 


know.  When  the  Democratic  party,  in  the  spring  of  1893, 
boasted  of  their  resolution  to  carry  out  the  free-trade 
fanaticism  of  the  Chicago  platform,  this  journal  predicted 
wide-spread  disaster.  It  was  one  of  the  first  to  do  so.  Its 
remarks  were  received  with  scornful  laughter  by  the  Demo- 
cratic and  Mugwump  journals,  while  many  Republican 
newspapers  considered  it  "  inexpedient  to  follow  that  line  of 
attack."  Even  so  clear-headed  a  Republican  journal  as 
Frank  Leslies  Weekly  deprecated  the  course  followed  by 
this  journal,  saying  that  any  depression  caused  by  the 
Democratic  threats  of  tariff-tinkering  would  be  but  tempo- 
rary, and  that  it  would  be  followed  by  a  reaction  which 
would  make  good  Democratic  campaign  material  of  the 
Republican  predictions. 

What  has  been  the  result  ?  The  predicted  disaster  has 
been  infinitely  more  wide-spread  than  the  most  ardent  pro- 
tectionist ever  dreamed  of.  Even  the  Democratic  journals, 
after  having  boxed  the  compass  of  apology  from  the  silver 
question  to  the  moons  of  Mars,  have  been  forced  to  admit 
that  the  panic  of  1 893  and  the  long  depression  following  it 
have  been  due  to  fears  of  Democratic  tariff-tinkering.  The 
Philadelphia  Ledger,  a  very  conservative  independent  Demo- 
cratic paper,  although  it  ascribed  the  panic  of  last  year  to  the 
fear  of  free  silver,  now  admits  that  it  was  due  to  threatened 
tariff  changes.  Three  weeks  ago  the  Ledger  was  earnestly 
calling  upon  Congress  to  pass  some  tariff  bill  in  order  to 
give  the  business  of  the  country  a  chance  to  revive.  It  is 
now  almost  universally  admitted,  tacitly  by  some  Democratic 
journals,  openly  by  others,  that  the  industrial  and  commercial 
depression  has  been  caused  by  fears  of  hostile  tariff  legislation. 

We  can  not  resist  pointing  out  these  facts  in  order  to 
justify  this  journal  in  the  course  which  it  has  pursued.  A 
year  ago  we  were  stigmatized  as  "  calamity-howlers,"  but 
nothing  in  these  columns  even  faintly  pictured  the  calamities 
which  were  to  sweep  over  the  country.  What  especially 
irritated  the  Democratic  readers  of  this  journal  were  the 
facts  and  figures  which  we  gave,  proving  conclusively  that 
the  decline  of  business  began  with  the  beginning  of  Demo- 
cratic rule.  We  were  in  the  habit  of  giving  the  mercantile 
failures  and  the  shrinking  bank  clearances  from  month  to 
month  ;  and  these  harmless  figures  used  to  have  the  same 
effect  on  perplexed  and  irritated  Democrats  as  does  a  red 
banderillo  on  a  baited  bull. 

From  now  on,  it  is  probable  business  will  revive.  We 
shall  not  be  forced  to  print  the  figures  of  decay.  Under 
Democratic  misrule  the  business  of  the  country  has  gone 
down  to  the  very  lowest  point,  and  under  the  hope  of  a  Re- 
publican victory  it  will  now  slowly  revive.  But  before  we 
leave  the  field  of  figures,  let  us  point  out  to  our  Democratic 
friends  that  during  the  first  year  of  Mr.  Cleveland's  ad- 
ministration the  bank  clearances  of  the  country  were  four- 
teen thousand  millions  of  dollars  less  than  they  were  during 
the  last  year  of  Mr.  Harrison's  administration.  During  the 
first  year  of  the  Democratic  administration  there  were 
15,508  mercantile  failures,  with  liabilities  of  $382,153,176, 
as  against  10,272  failures,  with  liabilities  of  $108,596,248, 
during  the  last  year  of  the  Republican  administration.  Mr. 
Cleveland  and  his  party  thus  increased  the  number  of  mer- 
cantile failures  50  per  cent,  and  the  amount  of  liabilities 
300  per  cent.  Before  we  leave  the  field  of  statistics,  let  us 
also  point  out  to  our  Democratic  readers  that,  although  the 
bank  clearances  for  August,  1894,  are  four  per  cent,  more 
than  in  August,  1893  (when  the  Democratic  free-trade  panic 
was  in  full  blast),  that  they  are  also  22  per  cent.  less  than 
in  August,  1892  (when  the  Republicans  were  in  power). 
Further  than  that,  we  may  remark  that  beating  August, 
1893  (when  the  Democratic  free-trade  panic  was  in  full 
blast),  is  not  much  of  an  achievement,  for  the  record  of 
that  memorable  month  in  that  never-to-be-forgotten  Demo- 
cratic year  is  the  lowest  ever  known  in  the  United  States 
since  clearing-house  records  have  been  kept.  The  Demo- 
cratic party,  then,  by  their  mal-administration,  forced  busi: 
ness  down  to  the  lowest  point  shown  by  the  clearing-house 
records  for  nearly  half  a  century.  It  could  go  no  lower — 
it  had  touched  low-water  mark — therefore  it  must  rise. 

First,  the  merchants  must  replenish  their  stocks.     Never 


have  they  been  so  low  as  during  the  long  months  when  the 
Democratic  Congress  was  waiting  for  the  Sugar  Trust  to 
formulate  a  tariff  for  it.  The  uncertainty  about  the  tariff 
has  prevented  dealers  from  laying  in  large  stocks,  but  it  has 
not  prevented  consumers  from  purchasing.  Therefore  stocks 
are  reduced  to  the  very  lowest  point.  It  is  estimated  that 
ten  thousand  millions  of  dollars  represents  the  aggregate 
annual  expenditure  in  that  direction  ;  if  one-fourth  of  that, 
or  twenty-five  hundred  millions,  represents  the  lost  trade  of 
the  past  year,  it  is  within  bounds  to  say  that  probably  one- 
half  of  that,  or  twelve  hundred  millions  of  dollars,  will  be 
added  to  the  volume  of  business  for  the  remaining  months 
of  this  year.  This  ought  to  make  business  good  for  four  or 
five  months  at  least. 

As  to  American  manufactures,  it  is  difficult  to  forecast  the 
situation.  On  woolen  goods  the  new  tariff  does  not  take 
effect  until  the  first  of  January,  1895.  In  other  depart- 
ments, the  domestic  manufacturers  do  not  yet  know  what 
prices  they  will  be  compelled  to  meet  from  foreign  com- 
petitors. The  struggle  will  be  a  fierce  one.  Prices  will,  of 
course,  be  lower,  and  so  will  wages.  This  the  American 
workingman  will  speedily  find  out.  Some  of  them  have 
found  it  out  already. 

As  to  wool,  the  Textile  Manufacturer,  of  Manchester, 
England,  says  that  there  will  be  a  very  large  increase  in  the 
export  of  Australian  wool  to  the  United  States,  and  that  the 
American  sheep-raising  business  will  be  exterminated.  The 
Textile  Manufacturer  further  remarks  that  the  Australian 
wool-growers  will  now  have  "  the  whole  of  the  wool  trade  of 
the  richest  nation  in  the  world."  Very  probably  they  wilL 
The  threat  of  free  wool  caused  a  loss  of  forty-nine  millions 
of  dollars  in  the  United  States  last  year  in  sheep  and  wool. 
The  new  tariff  will  probably  destroy  the  business  entirely. 
By  the  way,  the  wool-growers  of  Nevada  ought  to  be  ex- 
tremely grateful  to  Stewart,  the  senator  from  their  State  who 
refused  to  cast  a  vote  to  save  them  from  ruin. 

But  the  new  tariff  is  the  law.  Let  us  make  the  best  of  it. 
The  Cleveland- Wilson  cabal  announce  that  this  is  only  the 
beginning — that  the  country  must  be  kept  in  a  condition  of 
unrest  and  disquiet  for  two  years  more,  or  until  the  free- 
trade  folly  is  accomplished.  But  with  the  solid  Republican 
vote  of  the  North  and  West,  the  possible  vote  of  Louisiana 
in  the  South,  and  the  votes  of  hundreds  of  thousands  of 
ruined,  beggared,  and  disgusted  Democrats  all  over  the  land, 
we  can  check  the  Cleveland-Wilson  cabal.  The  Democrats 
have  already  half-ruined  the  country.  Let  us  not  permit 
them  to  complete  their  work. 


Miss  Mary  Desha,  sister  of  Colonel  Breckinridge's  first 
wife,  publishes  a  letter  appealing  to  the  voters  of  the  Ashland 
District  of  Kentucky  to  defeat  her  brother-in-law.  It  is 
a  fine  letter — clear,  strong,  and  cogent.  She  says  that  the 
election  of  Colonel  Breckinridge  would  refute  the  boast  that 
the  men  of  Kentucky  are  brave  and  their  women  virtuous  ; 
for,  she  says,  with  a  fine  sense  of  logic,  the  indorsement  of 
Madeline  Pollard's  lover  would  imply  that  the  men  of  the 
State  are  libertines,  and  consequently  the  women  are  not 
pure.  "What  we  need,"  she  affirms,  "for  the  Ashland  Dis- 
trict is  a  clean,  pure  man,  with  brains  enough  to  know  that 
it  is  a  man's  actions  and  not  his  religious  twaddle  which 
make  for  righteousness."  She  appeals  to  the  men  of  the 
Blue  Grass  District,  who  remember  the  faithful,  beautiful 
life  of  Mrs.  Breckinridge,  to  "show  their  detestation  of  the 
man  who  dishonored  her  while  living,  who  has  desecrated  her 
memory  and  disgraced  her  children."  She  reminds  them 
that,  when  she  died,  they  followed  her  to  the  grave  with  al- 
most the  honors  given  to  a  soldier  ;  and  she  appeals  to 
them  to  "  show  that  their  protestations  were  sincere  by  re- 
tiring to  private  life  the  man  who  committed  the  unpardon- 
able sin  against  her."  Miss  Desha  concludes  with  an 
asseveration  of  her  abiding  trust  in  the  final  triumph  of  de- 
cency and  morality  in  the  Blue   Grass  Region  of  Kentucky. 

It  has  seemed  to  those  who  have  watched  the  can'. 
Kentucky  that  Colonel  Breckinridge's  canvass   is  r. 
Whether  it  ends  in  the  election  of  Owens,  or  some 
lican  takes  advantage  of  the  split  in  the  Democrat 


2 


THE        ARGONAUT. 


September  17,  1894. 


cure  a  triumph  as  a  plurality  candidate,  it  appears  that 
Colonel  Breckinridge's  chances  are  gone,  and  that  he  ought 
to  have  anticipated  the  inevitable  by  withdrawing.  Candi- 
dates often  remain  in  the  field,  in  spite  of  adverse  prospects, 
for  the  purpose  of  vindicating  a  principle.  But  the  issue 
which  the  colonel  forces  upon  the  voters  of  the  Ashland 
District  is  whether  or  no  they  are  prepared  to  condone 
libertinism,  and  it  is  hardly  possible  that  fathers,  husbands, 
and  brothers  can  vote  "aye"  on  that  question.  Even  men  of 
loose  morals  will  decline  to  accept  conjugal  infidelity  as  a 
rule  of  life. 

The  ostracism  of  the  transgressor  against  social  purity  is 
a  modern  improvement.  A  hundred  years  ago  a  married 
man  was  not  thought  much  the  worse  of  because  he  was 
faithless  to  his  marriage  vows,  nor  was  a  bachelor  because 
he  was  a  libertine.  Napoleon  reflected  the  tolerant  opinion 
of  his  day  when  he  became  the  father  of  bastard  sons  by 
various  mothers  in  different  countries.  In  England,  in  the 
last  century,  most  public  men,  like  Pitt  and  Fox,  were 
gamblers  and  libertines.  Lord  Nelson's  long  liaison  with 
Lady  Hamilton  never  seemed  to  affect  his  standing  in  the 
eyes  of  the  British  matron.  In  the  United  States,  a  century 
ago,  Aaron  Burr,  who  was  once  one  of  the  most  popular  of 
public  men,  owed  much  of  his  popularity  to  the  general 
belief  in  his  successful  gallantries.  In  those  days  a  man 
might  sin  against  the  seventh  commandment  without  losing 
caste  or  forfeiting  the  respect  of  people  of  honor.  Even 
ladies  welcomed  the  reprobate  to  their  parlors,  from  a  sort 
of  notion  that  a  man  who  could  not  resist  a  woman  was 
entitled  to  the  tender  regard  of  the  sex. 

Fifty  years  later,  that  is  to  say,  half  a  century  ago,  the 
lines  began  to  be  drawn  more  tightly,  and,  in  this  country, 
at  all  events — it  was  different  in  the  upper  circles  in  England 
and  in  good  society  at  Paris — men  felt  that  it  was  due  to 
propriety  to  hide  their  frailties.  It  is  not  certain  that  there 
was  any  real  improvement  in  masculine  morals.  Before  the 
war  and  in  the  years  which  closely  followed  it,  many  men  of 
means  and  position  kept  two  establishments.  Their  irreg- 
ular lives  were  not  flaunted  before  the  public  eye.  But  they 
existed  all  the  same,  and  all  men  and  many  women  knew  of 
their  existence.  What  society  exacted  in  those  days  was 
that  the  other  lives  of  such  men  should  be  kept  in  the  back- 
ground. In  fits  of  virtue,  society  sometimes  went  further, 
and  blackballed  men  who  were  notorious  for  their  amours. 
Still,  until  quite  lately,  there  was  no  instance  in  this  country 
of  a  prominent  public  man  being  required  to  step  down  and 
out  by  reason  of  his  irregular  connections,  though  it  was  per- 
fectly well  known  that  most  public  men  maintained  such  con- 
nections, and  that  they  frequently  bought  jewelry  which  was 
not  worn  by  their  wives. 

The  new  standard  was  definitely  proclaimed  for  the  first 
time  in  England.  The  first  to  suffer  punishment  were  Sir 
Charles  Dilke  and  Parnell.  Both  were  young  men  of 
promise  and  ability.  Both  stood  in  the  line  of  promotion  to 
cabinet  office.  But  both  were  tripped  up  by  the  slim  ankle 
of  Delilah,  and  neither  recovered  from  the  fall.  Their 
penalty  struck  American  women  as  so  just  that  it  was  em- 
bodied in  the  unwritten  code  of  American  morals.  It  was 
laid  down  by  the  arbiters  of  society,  and  by  those  journals 
which  make  public  opinion,  that  a  breach  of  the  seventh 
commandment  was  an  offense  which  could  not  be  pardoned. 
The  decision  of  the  people  of  the  Ashland  District  will 
constitute  a  ruling  precedent.  If  Breckinridge  is  defeated, 
the  event  will  prove  that  in  the  United  States  such  sins  as 
his  can  not  be  forgiven  by  voters  ;  if  he  is  elected,  the 
country  will  simply  say  that  his  escape  was  due  to  the  laxity 
of  morals  in  Kentucky,  and  everywhere  else  the  lines  will 
be  drawn  more  rigidly  than  ever. 

It  is  not  to  be  supposed  that  the  new  moral  law  is  going 
to  convert  men  into  angels.  But  what  concerns  the  com- 
munity is  that  no  example  of  open  depravity  should  be  ex- 
hibited to  the  public  gaze,  so  as  to  become  a  source  of  de- 
moralization. Religion  inculcates  purity.  Society  only  de- 
mands decency.  When  a  public  man  like  Congressman 
Breckinridge  so  flagrantly  offends  both  the  one  and  the 
other,  it  is  time  that  he  should  cease  to  be  a  public  man. 
It  is  to  be  hoped  that  the  voters  of  the  Blue  Grass  District 
of  Kentucky  will  heed  the  earnest  words  of  Miss  Mary 
Desha,  and  relegate  Colonel  Breckinridge  to  that  private  life 
which  yearns  for  him,  although  even  it  he  is  not  calculated 
to  adorn. 


In  continuing  the  series  of  studies  of  the  railway  systems 
of  Europe,  France  may  be  next  considered.  It  is  to  be  re- 
membered that  the  value  of  these  studies  is  to  enable  us  to 
discover  what  conditions  favor  successful  government  man- 
agement and  what  conditions  defeat  it. 

The  French  Government,  sixty  years  ago,  occupied  very 
much  the  same  position  that  the  government  in  Germany 
doe  to-day.  Extreme  paternalism  prevailed ;  whatever 
C3uld  possibly  be  done  by  the  government  was  so  done  ; 
private  enterprise  was  almost  entirely  confined  to  matters  of 
local  and  limited  interest.     The  post-office  had  been  under 


governmental  control  for  centuries  ;  the  telegraph  had  be- 
come a  branch  of  the  postal  system  ;  the  public  highways 
and  the  canals  of  the  country  were  maintained  and  regulated 
by  a  corps  of  government  engineers  centring  in  Paris,  and 
specially  trained  for  the  purpose  at  the  Ecole  des  Ponts  et 
Chaussees.  The  system  of  land  and  water  communication, 
in  1830,  was  almost  perfect;  its  administration  almost 
ideal.  LTnder  the  circumstances,  the  government  would 
naturally  be  expected  to  take  the  lead  in  adopting  the  new 
and  improved  method  of  communication  offered  by  the  rail- 
way system.  The  French  Government,  however,  despite  the 
perfection  of  its  administrative  machinery,  was  not  so  strong 
as  it  had  been  ;  the  political  difficulties  that  beset  Louis 
Philippe  were  so  serious  that  he  had  neither  opportunity  nor 
inclination  to  embark  in  so  extensive  an  enterprise  as  the 
construction  of  railways. 

Even  had  the  situation  been  less  complicated,  so  radical  a 
policy  was  not  to  be  lightly  undertaken.  In  a  country  so 
large  as  France,  the  construction  of  the  necessary  railways 
involved  an  expenditure  of  an  immense  amount  of  capital 
The  supposed  similarity  to  the  post-office  or  the  telegraph 
was  only  superficial  The  postal  service  required  buildings  and 
contracts  for  transportation  ;  the  telegraph  required  buildings 
and  the  construction  of  lines  of  wire.  In  both,  the  operation 
was  of  the  simplest  character  and  the  necessary  charges  were 
merely  sufficient  to  cover  the  cost  of  service.  The  railroads, 
on  the  other  hand,  required  more  extensive  buildings,  the 
construction  of  expensive  road-bed,  and  an  expenditure 
equally  great  for  equipment.  The  operation  of  railways  re- 
quired the  most  experienced  and  capable  employees,  the 
most  complex  system,  and  charges  sufficient  to  cover  interest 
on  bonds,  and  a  sinking  fund,  in  addition  to  the  cost  of  oper- 
ation. 

Under  the  circumstances,  it  was  natural  that  the  govern- 
ment should  hesitate  to  take  the  initiative  in  building.  Its 
action  was  characteristic,  however.  Money  was  appropri- 
ated to  pay  the  government  engineers  to  lay  out  a  compre- 
hensive system  of  lines  covering  the  whole  country,  avoiding 
all  waste  in  the  construction  of  parallel  lines,  and  securing 
the  most  effective  lines  of  communication  to  develop  the 
commerce  of  the  country.  Private  companies  were  then  en- 
couraged to  build  these  lines  and  equip  them.  The  govern- 
ment gave  a  subsidy  of  fifty  thousand  dollars  a  mile — slightly 
more  than  one-half  of  the  total  cost — with  the  understanding 
that  on  the  expiration  of  the  charters  the  road-beds  and 
equipment  should  revert  to  the  State.  By  extensions  in  the 
charters  this  reversion  will  not  occur  until  about  the  middle 
of  the  next  century.  This  policy  of  encouraging  private 
ownership  has  been  followed  consistently  from  the  beginning, 
except  in  1877,  when  there  was  a  movement  toward  govern- 
ment management.  This  was  political  rather  than  economic, 
however.  The  French  people  saw  the  advantage  that  Ger- 
many derived  from  state  ownership  during  the  Franco-Prus- 
sian War,' and  desired  to  gain  the  same  element  of  strength 
for  their  own  government.  The  railroads  in  South- Western 
France  were  acquired.  A  loan  of  six  hundred  millions 
of  dollars  was  asked  for,  and,  without  waiting  for  it,  the 
government  proceeded  to  build  short,  disconnected  lines. 
These  lines  were  not  effectively  located,  the  political  claims 
of  different  localities  interfering  with  any  considerations  of 
sound  business  policy.  The  management  of  the  south-west- 
ern lines  was  not  effective,  and  the  other  lines  were  useless, 
except  as  feeders  to  the  private  roads.  Instead  of  being  a 
power  in  the  railroad  world,  the  government  was  at  the 
mercy  of  the  private  companies,  and,  when  the  desired  loan 
was  refused  by  the  French  Chambers,  the  project  of  govern- 
ment management  was  abandoned. 

More  lines  were  needed,  however,  and,  in  order  to  secure 
them,  the  government  in  1SS4  effected  a  settlement  with  the 
private  companies.  The  state  confined  its  system  to  a  small 
district  in  the  south-west,  where  the  traffic  was  light,  and  it 
would  be  an  insignificant  factor  in  the  railway  system.  The 
private  companies  agreed  to  construct  the  necessary  lines  in 
their  respective  districts,  each  having  a  monopoly  in  its  own 
district.  And  in  return  for  the  risk  involved  in  this  ex- 
penditure for  new  lines,  the  government  guaranteed  to  the 
private  companies  minimum  dividends,  amounting  to  from 
7.1  per  cent,  to  13.5  per  cent. 

To  compare  the  state  and  private  roads  of  France  in 
their  financial  aspect  woufd,  of  course,  be  idle,  for  the  con- 
ditions under  which  they  are  operated  are  so  dissimilar. 
But  France  presents  features  of  railway  management  pecul- 
iar to  itself.  The  various  companies  are  granted  absolute 
monopolies,  secured  to  them  by  the  state,  and  have  received 
extensive  assistance  from  the  government.  On  the  other 
hand,  the  state  regulates  the  management  of  the  roads,  and 
fixes  rates  of  freight  and  fare.  In  comparison  with  other 
countries,  the  earnings  per  mile  are  less  than  those  of  the 
private  roads  of  Austria,  greater  than  those  of  the  private  or 
state  lines  in  other  countries  ;  the  expenses  per  mile  are  less 
than  those  of  the  state  roads  in  Belgium  and  greater  than 
those  of  all  other  lines.  These  absolute  expenses  are,  how- 
ever, dependent   upon  the  peculiar  features  of  the  different 


lines,  and  the  comparison  may  be  more  effectively  based 
upon  the  ratio  between  these  items.  In  France,  90.03  per 
cent,  of  the  earnings  go  to  pay  the  expenses  of  running 
and  9.97  per  cent,  to  profits.  On  the  Austrian  state  roads 
the  percentage  for  profits  is  35.13,  on  the  private  roads, 
55.20  ;  in  Germany,  state  roads,  47.70,  private  roads,  46.50  ; 
Italy,  33.70  ;  Belgium,  47.66.  Thus  the  rates  in  France 
are  far  lower,  compared  with  the  cost  of  operation,  than  those 
of  any  other  country  in  Europe.  When  the  absolute  rates 
per  mile  for  freight  are  compared,  the  average  haul  affects 
the  result,  because  the  longer  the  haul  the  lower  the  average 
rate.  The  necessary  figures  for  such  a  comparison  may, 
therefore,  be  placed  in  tabular  form,  the  figures  for  France 
being  taken  at  100  : 

Kate  per  mile.  Average  haul 

France too  loo 

Austria i75  1I4 

Germany ,59  68 

Italy 112  104 

Belgium ?2  go 

From  this  table  it  will  be  seen  that,  while  the  average  haul 
in  Austria  and  in  Italy  is  longer  than  in  France,  the  rate  per 
mile  is  higher.  In  Germany  the  average  haul  is  shorter,  but 
the  rate  is  sufficiently  higher  to  cover  the  difference.  In  Bel- 
gium the  rate  and  average  haul  are  both  lower  than  in  France. 

This  comparison  with  other  countries  shows  that  under 
government  regulation  the  railroads  of  France  perform  their 
work  at  less  relative  cost  to  the  public  than  those  of  any 
other  of  the  leading  countries  of  Europe,  and  that  the  abso- 
lute rates  are  lower  than  those  of  any  country  except  Bel- 
gium. The  cost  of  administration  is  relatively  higher  than 
on  the  state  roads  in  Austria  and  about  the  same  as  on  the 
state  roads  of  Germany.  Less  is  paid  for  maintenance  of 
track  in  France  and  more  for  handling  the  goods,  while  the 
total  expenses  per  mile  are  greater. 

The  movement  of  the  Board  of  State  Prison  Directors  for 
the  abolition  of  the  San  Quentin  penitentiary  and  the  con- 
centration of  the  convicts  at  the  Folsom  prison  is  attracting 
attention  and  commanding  approval.  All  the  arguments  are 
in  favor  of  the  change,  and  there  are  practically  none  against 
it  that  deserve  serious  consideration. 

No  worse  site  for  a  penitentiary  than  San  Quentin  could 
be  found  anywhere.  It  is  on  a  tongue  of  land  which  pro- 
jects into  the  bay,  and  on  which  at  night  friends  of  the  con- 
victs can  land  on  any  chosen  point  on  three  sides  and  unload 
liquor,  opium,  files,  knives,  fire-arms,  or  any  other  prohibited 
article.  These  may  be  hidden  in  spots  known  to  the  con- 
victs and  conveyed  inside  the  prison.  It  is  known  that  they 
are  so  landed  and  hidden,  and  the  prison  authorities  are 
unable  to  prevent  the  practice.  Again,  there  is  no  power  on 
the  prison-grounds,  except  that  generated  by  a  6oo-horse- 
power  engine  that  consumes  from  fifteen  to  twenty  thou- 
sand tons  of  coal  worth  seven  dollars  a  ton.  Here  is  an 
expense  of  nearly  one  hundred  and  forty  thousand  dollars  a 
year  which  has  to  be  borne  by  tax-payers.  The  Folsom 
prison  has  a  permanent  supply  of  Soo-horse-power  from 
the  American  River,  which  costs  nothing.  That  peniten- 
tiary is  so  situate  that  access  to  the  grounds  from  outside 
is  almost  impossible,  and  the  chances  of  escape  reduced  to 
a  minimum. 

It  is  now  proposed  to  remove  the  convicts  from  San 
Quentin  to  Folsom,  and  to  employ  them  for  a  year  or  more 
in  building  quarters  for  their  accommodation  in  their  new 
home,  using  for  this  purpose  the  fund  derived  from  the  sale 
of  the  San  Quentin  property,  which  would  bring  several 
hundred  thousand  dollars.  The  alteration  would  not  in- 
volve the  State  in  any  serious  expense. 

Underlying  and  necessarily  interlinked  with  this  reform 
is  the  general  question  of  prison  labor.  One  of  the  many 
evil  deeds  which  are  chargeable  to  the  labor  unions  is  the 
adoption  of  a  rule  forbidding  the  employment  of  convicts  in 
manual  labor.  The  rule  conflicts  with  common  sense  and 
sound  economy,  and  could  only  have  emanated  from  igno- 
rant bodies  like  the  labor  unions.  It  was,  however,  in  force 
to  a  greater  or  less  degree,  for  many  years,  in  many  of  the 
States  of  the  East,  and  is  only  now  being  abandoned.  It 
is  still  in  full  vigor  in  this  State.  The  convicts  at  San 
Quentin  are  not  allowed  to  engage  in  any  useful  labor,  ex- 
cept the  manufacture  of  jute  bags,  which  branch  of  industry 
private  enterprise  does  not  touch  ;  in  order  not  to  glut  the 
market,  their  product  has  been  minimized,  and  many  of 
the  convicts  spend  lives  of  enforced  idleness. 

In  New  York  and  Illinois,  convict  labor  is  employed  in 
the  manufacture  of  boots  and  shoes,  caps,  gloves,  and 
clothing,  and  the  work  is  so  well  conducted  that  the  Joliet 
penitentiary  is  nearly  if  not  quite  self-sustaining.  But  much 
of  the  product  of  the  prisons  is  exported  out  of  the  State  ; 
thus  the  clothing  and  boots  and  shoes  made  in  the  peniten- 
tiaries of  New  York  and  Illinois  are  largely  shipped  to  this 
State,  where  they  are  sold  at  low  prices  in  competition  with 
the  product  of  California  free  labor.  In  their  desperate  en- 
deavor to  head  off  convict  labor  at  San  Quentin,  the  labor 
unions  have  provided  a  market  for  the  convict  labor  of  Joliet 


September  17,  1894. 


THE 


ARGONAUT. 


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and  Auburn.  A  clothing-store  in  one  of  the  leading  thor- 
oughfares of  San  Francisco  is  pointed  out  as  the  great  West- 
ern emporium  for  Eastern  convict-made  goods.  This  is  the 
fruit  of  the  work  of  the  labor  unions. 

As  a  matter  of  principle,  the  contention  of  the  labor 
unions  is  untenable.  There  is  no  reason  why  a  man  should 
not  be  allowed  to  prosecute  the  trade  he  knows  because  he 
happens  to  be  a  thief  or  a  house-breaker.  All  that  society 
has  a  right  to  exact  is  that  he  shall  prosecute  his  trade  in  a 
place  and  under  conditions  which  shall  forbid  the  indulgence 
of  his  vicious  propensities.  But,  passing  this  over,  it  is 
absurd  to  contend  that  the  State  shall  not  be  allowed  to  use 
the  labor  it  controls  to  clothe  the  classes  which  are  de- 
pendent on  it  for  clothing,  or,  in  other  words,  that  the  State 
must  go  to  the  clothing  and  shoe  shops  to  buy  clothing  and 
shoes  for  convicts,  paupers,  lunatics,  and  incurable  invalids, 
when  it  is  feeding  and  lodging  prisoners  who  are  quite  capa- 
ble of  producing  these  articles.  The  State  surely  ought  to 
be  allowed  to  use  its  convict  labor  to  clothe  those  very  con- 
victs and  the  lunatics  and  paupers  who  are  in  its  charge. 

The  crowning  defect  of  our  modern  prison  system  is  that 
it  does  not  provide  for  the  reformation  of  the  convicts  ;  but, 
on  the  contrary,  has  a  debasing  and  hardening  influence. 
A  prisoner  who  has  served  his  term  is  turned  out  with  a 
suit  of  shoddy  clothes  and  five  dollars.  He  has  no  friends, 
no  home,  and  frequently  no  trade.  Such  a  man  has  no 
alternative  but  to  drift  back  into  crime  ;  and,  in  due  course, 
he  reappears  at  San  Ouentin  or  Folsom.  Under  a  humane 
and  intelligent  system  of  penology,  that  man  would  turn  his 
liberation  to  account  by  seeking  work  at  the  trade  he  had 
learned  in  prison.  Having  tasted  the  punishment  of  crime, 
he  would  avoid  it  in  future,  if  he  could  support  himself  at 
an  honest  calling.  He  thus  might  become  a  useful  and  re- 
spectable citizen. 

But  the  creatures  who  run  the  labor  unions  are  intent  on 
artificially  enhancing  the  value  of  manual  labor.  It  is  for 
this  that  they  limit  the  number  of  apprentices  and  deprive 
American  boys  of  a  means  of  learning  a  handicraft.  It  is 
for  this  that  they  have  influenced  senators  and  assemblymen, 
most  of  whom  are  cowardly  demagogues,  to  prohibit 
manual  labor  in  the  prisons  of  the  State,  on  the  ground  that 
it  "  conflicts  with  free  labor."  But  they  have  gone  too  far. 
When  California  is  forced  to  buy  clothing  and  shoes  made 
by  the  convicts  of  Eastern  prisons  with  which  to  clothe  her 
own  idle  convicts,  the  absurdity  of  this  "  protection  of  free 
labor  "  is  too  apparent.  The  thousands  of  able-bodied  con- 
victs who  are  now  maintained  in  idleness  by  the  tax-payers  of 
California  should  be  set  at  work — at  least  to  manufacture 
the  clothes  which  cover  their  lazy  bodies. 


When  Legate  Satolli  issued  his  now  celebrated  letter  on 
liquor-dealers,  declaring  them  unfit  to  belong  to  Roman 
Catholic  societies,  the  Argonaut  freely  admits  that  it  was 
dazed.  It  is  so  rarely  that  an  ecclesiastic  high  in  the 
Roman  Church  ever  dares  to  say  anything  against  the 
liquor  interest  that  our  astonishment  was  very  natural.  A 
large  majority  of  the  rum-sellers  in  the  country  are  Roman 
Catholics,  and  the  revenue  the  church  derives  from  them  is 
not  to  be  sneezed  at.  It  is  true,  it  is  not  nice,  clean  money, 
but  then,  in  the  Roman  Church,  "the  end  sanctifies  the 
means." 

Nevertheless,  the  Argonaut  is  always  glad  to  see  anybody 
in  the  right  path,  even  a  Roman  Catholic  prelate,  so  it  made 
its  compliment  to  Mgr.  Satolli  in  the  handsomest  manner. 
But  there  have  been  various  developments  since  which  lead 
us  to  believe  that  Mgr.  Satolli's  denunciation  of  rum-selling 
had  a  string  to  it.  The  first  of  these  was  the  curious  letter 
of  Archbishop  Corrigan,  in  which  he  remarked  : 

"  I  loyally  accept  the  principles  laid  down  by  Mgr.  Satolli,  both  in 
their  spirit  and  to  the  letter.  More  than  this,  no  Catholic  can  refuse 
to  accept  them.  Please  remember,  however,  that  acceptance  of  prin- 
ciples is  not  to  be  confounded  -with  ttu  blind  application  of  the  same  on 
all  occasions  and  under  all  circumstances." 

This  seemed  queer.  Archbishop  Corrigan  evidently  ap- 
proved of  the  Satolli  sentiments,  but  did  not  approve  of 
carrying  them  out.  It  seemed  very  queer  indeed.  Then 
came  the  challenge  of  the  whisky  organ,  the  Wine  and  Spirit 
Gazette,  "  daring  "  Satolli  to  enforce  his  letter,  saying  : 
*  "  The  Catholic  saloon-keepers  of  New  York  need  give  themselves 
no  anxiety.  Nothing  will  be  done.  Their  business  will  not  be  in- 
terfered with.  The  apostolic  delegate's  decision  will  be  disregarded 
by  the  majority  of  the  prelates  of  the  Church  of  Rome.  Faithful 
Roman  Catholic  liquor-dealers  may  loyally  accept  the  principles  laid 
down  by  Mgr.  Satolli,  but  they  need  not  worry  about  their  enforce- 
ment, no  change  will  be  made." 

This  seemed  like  an  inspired  utterance,  for,  three  days 
afterward,  there  appeared  in  the  New  York  secular  press  an 
utterance  from  Satolli  to  the  effect  that  he  had  not  barred 
saloon-men  from  the  church,  but  had  "  merely  intended  to 
maintain  episcopal  authority  "  in  his  letter  to  Bishop  Watter- 
son,  of  Columbus,  O. 

Now,  on  the  heels  of  all  this  comes  a  "  semi-official  state- 
ment "  from  Mgr.  Joseph  Schroder,  who  is  near  to  the  per- 


son of  Legate  Satolli.  The  Pope's  legate  declines  to  be  in- 
terviewed, but  gives  out  through  the  chamberlains  and  other 
underlings  of  his  Papal  court  "  inspired "  utterances  for  us 
plain  plebeians — just  as  they  do  in  Europe.  Here  is  the 
"semi-official"  and  "inspired"  remarks  of  Mgr.  Schroder: 
"  The  church  has  never  in  any  wise  condemned  the  reasonable  and 
moderate  use  of  spirituous  beverages,  nor  has  Mgr.  Satolli,  who  ap- 
plies to  himself  the  advice  of  St.  Paul  to  Timothy  :  '  Modico  vino 
utere  propter  slomachuni.'  Furthermore,  the  apostolic  delegate  has 
never  declared  it  to  be  a  scandal  in  itself  for  a  Catholic  to  conduct  a 
saloon,  nor  has  he  ever  approved  of  such  or  any  similar  proposition. 
He  has  never  decreed  that  spirituous  liquors  should  be  absolutely 
banished  from  Catholic  houses  or  Catholic  societies,  or  that  Catholic 
saloon-keepers,  because  of  their  business,  should  be  excluded  from 
Catholic  societies.  He  never  intended  to  promulgate  a  fundamental' 
declaration  as  to  the  liquor  question,  so  called,  with  respect  to  the 
advantages  or  disadvantages,  the  propriety  or  impropriety  of  the 
manufacture,  sale,  or  use  of  spirituous  liquors,  or  with  respect  to  tem- 
perance, total  abstinence,  or  prohibition." 

So  this  is  the  wind-up  of  the  great  Satolli  fulmination 
against  rum-selling  —  "A  little  wine  is  good  for  the 
stomach."  The  church  has  made  a  square  back-down. 
There  are  too  many  rum-sellers  in  the  country,  and  too 
many  of  them  are  Roman  Catholic  rum-sellers.  The  church 
loveth  a  cheerful  giver,  and  the  rum-sellers  give  cheerfully, 
as  it  is  always  conscience-money  that  they  give,  and  some- 
times blood-money. 

The  Roman  Church  traces  back  its  foundation  to  the 
Saviour's  utterance,  which  contains,  in  the  Douay  Bible,  a 
Latin  pun  upon  Peter :  "  Thou  art  Peter,  and  upon  this 
rock  shall  I  build  my  church.  .  .  .  The  gates  of  hell  shall 
not  prevail  against  it." 

Perhaps  not ;  but  in  this  country  the  gates  of  whisky  do. 


In  the  ancient  cemetery  of  the  Mission  Dolores,  at  San 
Francisco,  there  stands  a  stone  with  this  inscription  : 

AQUI   YACEN   LOS  RESTOS 

DE 

DON    LUIS    ANTONIO    ARGUELLO, 

Primer  Gobernador  Mexicano 

de  la 

Alta  California. 

Last  week  there  came  a  dispatch  from  Los  Angeles  bring- 
ing news  of  the  death  of  Don  Pio  Pico.  The  last 
Mexican  Governor  of  Alta  California  has  gone  to  join  the 
first. 

It  would  be  well  if  he  were  laid  to  rest  in  the  old  Mission 
Dolores  Cemetery  by  the  side  of  Don  Luis  Arguello. 

Don  Pio  Pico  was  a  pleasant  and  courteous  gentleman. 
At  one  time  he  owned  leagues  on  leagues  of  land,  and  his 
cattle  browsed  upon  a  hundred  hills.  But,  like  many  of  his 
race,  he  died  a  pauper.  His  life  was  not  an  heroic  one,  and 
the  most  remarkable  thing  about  it  was  his  age,  for  he  was 
born  in  the  first  year  of  this  century,  and  was  therefore 
more  than  ninety-three  years  old. 

Is  it  not  true  that  the  climate  of  California  is  conducive  to 
extreme  longevity  ?  And  if  it  is  true,  why  do  these  people 
of  Latin  blood  live  to  such  advanced  ages,  while  those  of 
Anglo-Saxon  blood  scarcely  reach  the  allotted  span  of  three- 
score-and-ten  ? 

The  first  question  can  be  answered  with  a  strong  affirma- 
tive. The  climate  of  California  is  conducive  to  longevity. 
There  are  many  reasons — here  are  a  few  :  California,  al- 
though it  has  nearly  eight  hundred  miles  of  sea  coast,  has 
the  driest  and  warmest  soil  of  any  habitable  country  in  the 
world.  It  has  with  this  a  perennial  atmospheric  moisture 
which  makes  its  climate  one  of  high  humidity,  but  the 
humidity  is  from  the  ocean,  the  soil  and  vegetation  greedily 
sucking  in  the  moist  air  from  the  sea.  There  is  no  soil 
moisture — therefore  there  is  no  malaria  on  the  ocean  side  of 
the  Coast  Range  of  mountains. 

Another  factor  is  that  along  the  coast  of  California  the 
climate  is  equable,  and  the  judgment  of  medical  men  is  that 
a  marine  climate,  an  equable  climate,  a  dry  and  warm  soil, 
and  much  sunshine  are  the  elements  most  conducive  to 
longevity. 

Further  than  this,  nearly  all  medical  writers  are  agreed 
that  the  deaths  of  people  past  middle  age  are  generally  due 
to  structural  changes  in  the  blood-vessels  ;  by  this  we  mean 
a  brittleness  in  the  arteries,  the  valves  of  the  heart,  and  other 
parts  of  the  circulatory  system.  This  brittle  condition  is 
generally  brought  about  by  calcareous  deposits  in  the  walls 
of  the  arteries,  thus  causing  them  to  lose  their  elasticity  ;  a 
mental  shock  or  a  physical  exertion  which  would  be  readily 
borne  by  the  elastic  arteries  of  a  young  man  proves  too 
much  for  the  brittle  arteries  of  an  elderly  one,  and  he  dies — 
from  what  malady  is  no  great  matter — the  doctors  will  give 
it  almost  any  name  which  is  euphonious  and  pleasing  to  the 
family  —  "paralytic  stroke,"  "hypertrophy  of  the  heart," 
"ossification  of  the  aorta,"  plain  "apoplexy,"  or  even  "heart 
failure,"  but  as  a  general  thing  he  dies  from  a  rupture  of  the 
arterial  walls,  caused  by  their  brittleness. 

Now  it  is  a  curious  fact  that  the  pathological  conditions 
induced  by  climate  are  here  unfavorable   to  the  ossification 


or  brittleness  of  which  we  speak.  Dr.  P.  C.  Remondino, 
of  San  Diego,  a  man  of  a  most  acute  and  subtle  mind,  with 
a  medical  and  surgical  experience  extending  over  many 
lands  and  seas,  has  examined  into  a  number  of  the  cases  of 
abnormal  longevity  on  this  coast,  and  says  :  "  I  have  noted 
the  absence  of  any  of  those  arterial  changes  that  we  may 
look  for  in  the  aged  elsewhere.  There  is  not  comparatively 
as  great  a  diminution  of  the  arterial  calibre  in  the  smaller 
vessels,  nor  is  there  comparatively  as  great  a  compensating 
hypertrophy  of  the  cardiac  walls." 

Translating  Dr.  Remondino's  remarks  into  the  vernacu- 
lar, they  may  be  construed  to  mean  that  elderly  people  here 
are  not  nearly  so  subject  to  apoplexy,  aneurisms,  paralysis, 
and  senile  gangrene.  He  says  also  that  renal  and  hepatic 
disorders  are  much  rarer  here  than   elsewhere. 

There  can  be  no  doubt  that  there  are  many  instances  of 
abnormal  longevity  among  the  Spanish-Californians.  To 
mention  one  among  hundreds,  there  is  on  a  ranch  near 
San  Diego  an  old  Mexican  who  dandled  Don  Antonio 
Serrano  on  his  knee  as  an  infant.  He  is  said  to  be  one 
hundred  and  eighteen  years  old,  but  there  is  no  written  evi- 
dence of  that  fact.  Don  Antonio,  however,  is  ninety-five, 
as  shown  by  the  parish  records.  Both  these  old  men  are 
hale  and  hearty,  and  still  mount  their  horses  daily. 

We  have  answered  one  of  the  two  questions — is  the  Cali- 
fornia climate  conducive  to  longevity  ?  But  we  can  not  an- 
swer the  second.  If  there  are  racial  reasons  for  the  greater 
longevity  of  the  Latin  rather  than  the  Anglo-Saxon,  we  do 
not  know  what  they  are.  Scarcely  a  week  passes  that  the 
flag  of  mourning  does  not  float  over  the  hall  of  the  Califor- 
nia Pioneers,  yet  none  of  the  dead  Argonauts  ever  looked 
back  over  such  a  span  of  years  as  did  Don  Pio  Pico,  the 
last  Mexican  Governor  of  Alta  California,  who  has  just  passed 
away. 

m 

The  toothsome  troubles  in  the  Astor  and  Vanderbilt  fami- 
lies have  greatly  engrossed  the  dailies  during  the  past  week. 
The  sleuth-hound  press  of  New  York  city  has  been  much 
mortified  to  find  that  papers  for  a  divorce  between  James 
Coleman  Drayton  and  Charlotte  Astor  Drayton  were  filed  in 
Trenton,  N.  J.,  three  months  ago,  in  a  court  where  anybody 
could  read  them,  but  where  apparently  nobody  did.  The 
sleuth-hound  press  got  them,  however,  three  months  old, 
and  made  the  most  space  possible  out  of  it — another  "  tri- 
umph of  modern  journalism."  The  W.  K.  Vanderbilt  row 
is  being  smoothed  over.  There  is  no  doubt  that  Vanderbilt, 
during  the  height  of  the  Paris  season,  ostentatiously  showed 
himself  everywhere  with  the  cocotte  who  caused  the  rupture 
between  him  and  his  wife,  and  that  Mrs.  Vanderbilt  has 
abundant  cause  for  quarrel.  But  their  daughter,  Miss  Con- 
suela  Vanderbilt,  has  attracted  the  attention  of  the  Duke  of 
Marlborough,  a  young  nobleman  with  a  tarnished  title,  a 
mortgaged  manor,  and  no  money.  He  wants  to  swap  these 
for  some  American  money,  with  an  American  heiress  thrown 
in.  This  has  caused  a  temporary  reconciliation  between  the 
wrangling  Vanderbilts,  and  they  may  not  separate  now  until 
after  their  daughter  is  a  duchess. 


The  San  Francisco  Democracy  is  in  a  bad  way.  Where 
once  potential  bosses  came,  not  single  spies  but  in  bat- 
talions, now  the  party  is  bossless,  and  there  is  no  boss  so 
poor  to  do  it  reverence.  A  mania  for  resignation  broke  out 
among  the  bosses  and  bosslets.  Mr.  Gavin  McNab  pre- 
sented his  resignation  to  the  Democratic  General  Committee. 
Mr.  Andrew  Jackson  Clunie  also  tendered  his.  Mr.  Maxi- 
milianeum  Popper  concluded  to  resign,  owing  to  circumstances 
over  which  he  had  no  control,  and  not  unremotely  connected 
with  the  grand  jury.  This  sudden  and  simultaneous  disap- 
pearance of  the  Democratic  bosses  and  bosslets  reminds  us 
of  the  weird  feat  of  the  three  mysterious  Arabian  brothers, 
Hassan,  Ali,  and  Abdallah.  Hassan  takes  a  lighted  candle 
and  jumps  down  Ali's  throat.  Ali  takes  a  lighted  candle 
and  jumps  down  Abdallah's  throat.  Abdallah  takes  a  lighted 
candle  and  jumps  down  his  own  throat,  leaving  the  spec- 
tators in  total  darkness.  So  have  their  bosses  left  the  San 
Francisco  Democracy. 

In  the  Examiner  of  September  9th  there  is  an  illustra- 
tion representing  "  Albert  Edward,  Prince  of  Wales,  steer- 
ing the  Britannia."  The  prince  is  represented  as  standing 
stiffly  at  the  wheel  of  a  yacht,  while  beneath  is  the  legend, 
"  From  a  recent  photograph."  The  picture  is  interesting, 
but  interesting  only  as  showing  the  curious  possibilities  of 
photography  as  applied  to  daily  journalism,  for  Albert 
Edward  does  not  steer  the  Britannia,  and  the  man  who 
does  steer  her  uses  a  tiller,  as  she  has  no  wheel. 

Maine  has  gone  Republican,  by  38,000,  the  largest  plurality 
since  1866,  when  it  was  27,690.     The  senate  is  solidly  Re- 
publican, and  the  assembly  will  have  127  Republicans  to  24 
Democrats.     Vermont  has  gone  Republican  by  27,311    ; 
senate  is  solidly  Republican,  and  the  assembly  will 
233  Republicans  to  9  Democrats.     There  are  more  to 


THE 


ARGONAUT. 


September  17,  1894. 


A    HOWLING    SUCCESS. 


Being  an  Account  of  Young  Barton's  Attempt  to  Enliven  the  Post. 

Barton  was  young,  and  as  enthusiastic  as  only  a  second 
lieutenant  can  be.  Moreover,  he  had  theories,  which,  except 
in  popular  novels,  are  very  bad  things  for  young  officers  to 
have  :  if  they  are  not  absolutely  useless,  they  are  apt  to  be 
worse  than  useless,  very  much  in  the  way.  He  came 
straight  from  West  Point  to  a  fort  near  a  goodly  sized  town 
in  the  Western  States  and  brought  with  him,  besides  his  own 
acceptable  presence  in  a  community  including  five  girls  and 
two  bachelors,  the  idea  that  there  should  be  such  a  thing  as 
sociability  in  the  small  circle  of  an  army  post. 

Being  a  young  person  of  determination,  he  meant  to  put 
his  theories  into  practice,  and  at  first  even  went  so  far  as  to 
hope  that  he  might  bring  the  non-speaking  families  to  terms 
again  and  act  the  beautiful  role  of  peace-maker. 

It  is  in  fiction,  and  in  fiction  only,  that  everybody  in  a 
garrison  is  as  sweet  as  strawberry  jam  and  lives  in  perfect 
harmony  with  his  neighbor.  Remember  that  the  army  is  a 
fighting  institution  ;  if  it  has  not  Indians  or  fairer  foes  to 
battle  with,  it  will  set  up  a  system  of  civil  strife  wonderful 
in  its  complexity.  What  do  they  find  to  quarrel  about,  you 
wonder?  How  is  it  possible  to  ask,  knowing  that  a  handful 
of  people,  all  with  more  or  less  natural  energy  to  be  disposed 
of,  are  shut  up,  year  after  year,  within  the  narrow  limits  of  a 
reservation,  without  ever  a  change  of  scene  and  rarely  having 
new  blood  infused  into  their  veins.  Familiarity  is  said  to 
breed  contempt.  In  this  one  phrase  lies  the  reason  of  it  all. 
These  dozen  or  two  of  congenial  and  uncongenial  people  are 
for  a  time  on  a  footing  of  the  greatest  intimacy  and  famil- 
iarity ;  no  wonder,  then,  that  contempt  follows  and  is  in  turn 
followed  by  dislike. 

After  a  very  little  experience,  Barton  gave  up  the  role  of 
peace-maker.     He  found  that   it  was  most  likely  to  end  in 
his  inheriting,  not  the  earth,  but  a  corner  of  Coventry.     So  i 
he  tried  to  work  out   his   theories    on  the  few  remaining  | 
mortals  who  were  not  yet  on  strictly  official  terms. 

It  was  astounding  to  his  young  and  untried  spirit  that  so 
many  people  could    be   so   entirely  lost  to  a  sense  of  the 
pleasures  to  be  gotten  out  of  this  world,  such  as  moonlight 
rides  and  walks,  picnics,  private  theatricals,  and  hops.     He 
suggested  rides.     The  two  bachelors  were  cavalrymen,  and  I 
said  they  rode  for  a  living  and  not  for  fun  ;  two  of  the  girls 
could  ride,  but  one  hadn't  a  habit ;  the  other  two  were  afraid 
to  try  it.     Barton  got  up  some  riding-parties  of  two — him-  ! 
self  and  the  one  girl ;  but  she  was  the  least  charming  of  the 
quartet,  so  he  found  them  dull.     He  ventured  upon  suggest-  : 
ing  some  walks,  but  the   idea  was  scouted.     Walk  in  that  ; 
alkali  dust,  with  coyote-howls  the  only  sounds  in  the  air  !  ' 
They  mocked  at  his  youthful  ardor.    The  board-walk  around 
the  parade-ground  was  good  enough  for  them,  if  they  wanted 
to  stroll ;  but  as  that  was  perfectly  within  the  range  of  vision 
of  some  two  hundred   and    fifty  enlisted   men,  it  was  not 
agreeable  to  saunter  along  with  a  nice  girl  under  their  eyes.  : 
Barton  gave  that  up  and  tried  picnics.     All  the  world  knows 
that  a  picnic  is  trying  to  the  sweetest  temper,  to  the  most 
complacent  souls.     The  outcome  of  this  particular  one  was 
that  it  put  one  more  family  on  the  "official  terms"  list.     No  ; 
one  could  be  worked  up  to  the  private  theatricals  point,  for  ' 
in  army,  as  in  civil,  life  every  one  wanted  to  have  the  star 
role. 

Any  one  else  would  have  been  disheartened  at  these  re-  I 
peated  failures  and  have  settled  down  into   the   ordinary  ; 
round  of  duties  of  the  ordinary  lieutenant.     But  Barton  had 
the  makings  of  a  general  in  him,  coupled  with  a  desire  to  be 
a  leader  of  men  ;  he  could  not  reconcile  himself  to  getting 
up  at  reveille  ;  going  to  bed  again  and  sleeping  until  break-  , 
fast  at  the  mess  at  nine  o'clock  ;   twirling  his   mustache  and 
incidentally  his  thumbs  in  the  sutler's  store  all  the  morning  ;  ; 
sleeping  from  luncheon  to  retreat ;  dining  and  re-twirling  his 
mustache  and  thumbs  until  taps.     Of  course  he  could  have 
put  in  his  time  at  reading  and  thinking,  being  intellectual, 
but  a  man  in  his  position  should  not  be  intellectual 

No,  Barton  would  make  a  last  and  supreme  effort  to 
awake  these  lethargic  people  from  their  stupor.  He  would 
get  up  a  hop.  Visions  of  old  West  Point  dances  arose 
before  him  and  filled  his  soul  with  longings.  He  made  it 
next  the  order  of  the  day  to  find  a  room  big  enough  to  hold 
an  ordinary  set  of  lancers.  There  was  no  ball-room,  nor 
was  there  the  usual  available  library-room  which  so  often 
does  service.  Of  course  none  of  the  quarters  would  an- 
swer the  purpose  ;  he  bethought  him  of  one  of  the  hospital 
wards,  and  got  the  doctor's  permission  to  use  it.  It  was  not 
big — not  more  than  twenty  by  thirty  feet — but  it  could  be 
made  to  do  ;  the  floors  were  rough,  but  sperm  candles 
would  make  them  slippery ;  the  walls  were  bare  and  the 
plaster  cracked  ;  he  would  draw  on  private  houses  and  the 
sutler's  store  to  decorate  them.  Nothing  should  daunt 
him. 

So  he  sent  his  own  striker,  to  sweep,  and  dust,  and  scrub  ; 
he  gave  the  post  children  a  jubilee  by  letting  them  shave 
candles  on  the  boards  and  slide  about  to  smooth  them 
down.  It  was  lots  of  fun  for  the  children,  and  Barton  took 
pleasure  in  watching  their  pretty  gambols  until  the  C.  O.'s 
youngest  son  slipped  and  broke  his  wrist  ;  when  that  hap- 
pened, even  this  inexperienced  youth  knew  that  it  was  little 
short  of  a  calamity  for  him  ;  that  it  would  be  many  a  long 
day  before  the  commandant's  wife — therefore  the  com- 
mandant himself — would  smile  upon  him  again.  He 
carried  the  child  home,  and  submitted  in  silence  to  the 
stony  glare  from  its  mother's  eyes.  When  he  tried  to  ex- 
plain, she  walked  away.  It  was  evident  that  he  was  held  as 
guilty  of  the  sweet  little  fellow's  mishap,  and  'he  loved  the 
child  accordingly. 

When  the  hall  was  all  draped  in  Mags,  bunting,  Chinese 
lanr-rn,  and  parasols,  Barton  began  to  believe  that  fate  was 
pt  last  propitious  ;  it  looked  very  pretty,  and  the  Nicest  Girl 
Lold  him  so,  with  a  shy  glance  which  made  the  lieutenant 
feel  as  he  had  not  felt  since  old  West  Point  days.  The  hop 
to  be  on  Saturday  night.     The  band  contributed  fifteen 


pieces  to  make  music  for  the  flying  feet  The  Nicest  Girl 
blushed  and  consented  to  let  Barton  take  her  and  have  the 
major  part  of  the  waltzes  on  the  cards  which  he  himself 
had  gotten  up. 

It  was  during  this  midday  glare  of  success  that  a  cloud, 
small  but  very  black,  drifted  across  the  sun.  One  of  the 
"men" — by  which  is  meant  the  privates — developed  a  case 
of  some  sort  of  fever.  Barton  was  not  very  clear  as  to 
what  kind,  but  the  doctor  told  him  that  it  was  of  a  sort 
which  noise  would  make  worse,  that  the  man  was  in  the  hos- 
pital, in  the  ward  just  below  the  one  all  decked  for  the  hop, 
and  that,  therefore,  the  hop  would  have  to  be  postponed. 

Now  Barton  was  not  naturally  unkind,  but  he  was  not  the 
first  ambitious  man  in  the  world's  history  who  had  sacrificed 
others  to  his  ambition.  This  dance  had  to  be  a  success  after 
so  many  failures,  if  ten  men  had  the  fever.  Barton  pleaded, 
reasoned,  coaxed.  The  doctor  was  obdurate.  But  the  doc- 
tor had  a  weakness  :  it  was  toddies  and  that  sort  of  thing. 
A  deep  scheme  entered  the  lieutenant's  head  ;  he  would  de- 
coy the  doctor  to  the  sutler's,  he  would  get  him  "  full " — as 
he  gracefully  expressed  it — and  when  the  old  fellow  should 
be  sweet-tempered,  Barton  would  make  him  consent  to  hav- 
ing the  hop  that  night. 

It  all  worked  just  as  the  West  Pointer  had  foreseen. 
The  doctor,  after  having  given  an  oft-reiterated  consent, 
went  back  to  his  quarters  for  a  nap.  The  nap,  as  Barton 
had  expected,  lasted  all  night.  They  danced  into  the  wee, 
sma'  hours,  for,  though  there  were  only  six  men,  the  four 
girls,  and  a  chaperon,  the  thing  was  lots  of  fun.  The  fact 
that  there  were  more  musicians  than  dancers  was  no  draw- 
back. The  Nicest  Girl  was  radiant  and  gave  Barton  great 
hopes.  Yes,  at  last,  here  was  a  success.  And  the  fever 
patient  was  only  a  little  worse  for  the  noise.  Barton  was 
rather  remorseful  when  he  heard  that  the  man  had  become 
delirious.  He  sent  champagne  up  for  him,  that  being  his 
idea  of  an  amende  honorable.  Having  carried  this  hop 
through,  Barton  was  too  wise  to  risk  another  ;  he  rested  on 
his  laurels. 

But  some  things  can  never  be  foreseen,  least, of  all  what 
an  enlisted  man  may  do.  The  fever  patient  had  a  chum, 
who  thought  it  his  duty  to  go  about  the  world  fighting  what 
he  considered  wrongs  ;  he  was  German,  and  the  garrison 
correspondent  of  a  German  newspaper  in  the  city  near  by. 
He  wrote  up  a  most  pathetic  account  of  the  heartless  butter- 
flies of  fashion  who  danced  and  rollicked  despite  a  dying 
man  in  the  next  room.  It  made  a  very  nice  little  tale,  cal- 
culated to  bring  tears  to  any  eyes.  So  does  a  small  thing 
travel.  A  doctor  of  the  town,  young  and  aspiring  to  public 
notice  and  advancement,  read  in  an  idle  moment  this  harrow- 
ing story  ;  burning  with  a  sense  of  the  poor  soldier's  wrongs, 
he  cut  out  the  slip  and  sent  it  (with  his  own  name  in  a  con- 
spicuous place)  to  the  powers  that  be  at  Washington. 

One  day  Barton  was  called  by  the  commandant's  orderly 
from  the  peaceful  perusal  of  a  note  from  the  Nicest  Girl, 
with  the  request  to  gu  to  the  adjutant's  office,  as  the 
C.  O.  wished  to  see  him.  Barton  stuck  the  little  note 
in  his  pocket — the  one  nearest  his  heart — and  sallied 
forth  without  thought  of  harm.  He  even  felt  so  secure  that 
he  planned  how  he  should  say  a  certain  thing  to  the  Nicest 
Girl.  He  had  just  hit  upon  a  splendid  speech  when  he 
reached  the  office,  and  was  beamingly  happy. 

Fifteen  minutes  later  he  came  out  from  the  C.  O.'s 
presence  a  sadder  but  a  wiser  man.  He  had  been 
reprimanded — severely  reprimanded  ;  had  had  it  pointed 
out  to  him  that  he  was  a  heartless  brute  ;  that  he  had  sacri- 
ficed a  sick  man  to  his  own  whims.  The  colonel  grew  quite 
touching  as  he  painted  the  poor  private's  miseries.  Barton 
reflected  that  he  wished  the  commandant's  child  hadn't 
broken  its  arm.  He  felt  that  it  was  the  broken  arm,  not 
the  soldier's  fever,  which  rankled  in  the  colonel's  breast. 

Subdued  and  angered,  Barton  walked  back  to  his  quarters. 
He  would  re-read  the  note  to  calm  his  ruffled  spirits,  and 
would  then  go  over  to  ask  the  Nicest  Girl  the  question  he 
had  planned.  It  took  him  half  an  hour  to  work  up  the 
necessary  courage,  and  then  he  sallied  forth. 

The  Nicest  Girl  sat  upon  the  vine-covered  porch,  a  novel 
in  her  hands,  but  her  blue  eyes  filled  with  tears  and  looking 
at  space.  Somehow,  Barton's  spirits  fell.  They  went  still 
lower  when  her  only  greeting  was  a  look  of  reproach.  He 
had  made  up  his  mind,  however  ;  and,  with  consummate 
want  of  tact,  asked  the  carefully  planned  question. 

Then  the  blue  eyes  of  the  Nicest  Girl  let  fall  their  tears. 
She  reproached  him  sobbingly.  How  could  he,  a  man  who 
had  almost  committed  a  murder,  dare  to  ask  her  such — 
such  a  thing?  Why  bad  he  never  told  her  of  that  poor 
man  with  the  fearful  fever  ?  She  never  would  have  danced, 
knowing  of  it.  Oh,  he  was  heartless,  cruel !  She  could 
never  marry  a  man  so  bad,  so  unkind  as  that.  Never  ! 
never !  never ! 

In  vain  did  Barton  explain  and  plead,  she  would  not 
listen  and  she  knew  he  was  a  wicked  man  ;  she  wondered 
why  she  had  not  found  it  out  before  ;  she  had — oh  !  she  had 
liked  him  a  little  bit,  and  now  to  find  out.  Oh  !  dear ! 
She  put  her  handkerchief  before  her  eyes  and  ran  into  the 
house,  dropping  her  book. 

The  lieutenant  picked  it  up  and  looked  absently  at  the 
title:  "The  End  of  a  Romance."  He  wondered  if  this 
were  the  end,  he  wondered  if  it  had  been  a  romance  at  all, 
or  only  a  comedy.  Then  he  laid  the  novel  on  the  chair  and 
walked  down  the  steps,  still  wondering — wondering  if  that 
hop  had  been  a  howling  success. 

Gwendolen  Overton. 
San  Francisco,  September,  1894. 


OLD    FAVORITES. 

The  Covenanters'  Battle-Chant. 
To  battle  !  to  battle  ! 

To  slaughter  and  strife  ! 
For  a  sad,  broken  covenant 

We  barter  poor  life. 
The  great  God  of  Judah 

Shall  smite  with  our  hand, 
And  break  down  the  idols 

That  cumber  the  land. 
Uplift  every  voice 

In  prayer  and  in  song  ; 
Remember  the  battle 

Is  not  to  the  strong. 
Lo,  the  Ammonites  thicken  ! 

And  onward  they  come, 
To  the  vain  noise  of  trumpet, 

Of  cymbal  and  drum. 
They  haste  to  the  onslaught, 

With  hagbut  and  spear  ; 
They  lust  for  a  banquet 

That's  deathful  and  dear. 
Now  horseman  and  footman 

Sweep  down  the  hillside  ; 
They  come,  like  fierce  Pharaohs, 

To  die  in  their  pride ! 
See,  long  plume  and  pennon 

Stream  gay  in  the  air ! 
They  are  given  us  for  slaughter, 

Shall  God's  people  spare  ? 
Nay,  nay  ;  lop  them  off — 

Friend,  father,  and  son  ; 
All  earth  is  athirst  till 

The  good  work  be  done. 
Brace  tight  every  buckler, 

And  lift  high  the  sword  ! 
For  biting  must  blades  be 

That  fight  for  the  Lord. 
Remember,  remember. 

How  saints'  blood  was  shed. 
As  free  as  the  rain,  and 

Homes  desolate  made  ! 
Among  them — among  them  ! 

Unburied  bones  cry  : 
Avenge  us— or,  like  us 

Faith's  true  martyrs  die  ! 
Hew,  hew  down  the  spoilers  ! 

Slay  on,  and  spare  none  ; 
Then  shout  forth  in  gladness, 

Heaven's  battle  is  won. 

—  William  Motherwell. 


A  chemist  has  discovered  a  process  for  solidifying  liquors 
such  as  cognac,  whisky,  kummel,  chartreuse,  curacoa,  etc., 
and  converting  them  into  tablets  similar  to  those  made  of 
chocolate.  You  can  thus  eat  your  liquids  or  dissolve  them 
at  pleasure.  Flasks  will  henceforth  contain  nothing  but 
water.  You  can  quench  your  thirst  on  horseback,  in  a  car- 
riage, in  the  train,  in  a  balloon,  without  any  fear  of  spilling 
the  fluid. 


To  the  Lord  General  Cromwell. 
Cromwell,  our  chief  of  men,  who  through  a  cloud 
Not  of  war  only,  but  detractions  rude. 
Guided  by  faith  and  matchless  fortitude, 
To  peace  and  truth  thy  glorious  way  hast  plowed, 
And  on  the  neck  of  crowned  fortune  proud 

Hast  reared  God's  trophies,  and  his  work  pursued. 
While  Darwen  stream  with  blood  of  Scots  imbrued. 
And  Dunbar  field  resounds  thy  praises  loud, 
And  Worcester's  laureate  wreath.     Yet  much  remains 
To  conquer  still ;  peace  hath  her  victories 
No  less  renowned  than  war.     New  foes  arise 
Threatening  to  bind  our  souls  with  secular  chains. 
Help  us  to  save  free  conscience  from  the  paw 
Of  hireling  wolves,  whose  gospel  is  their  maw. 

— John  Milton. 

Naseby. 
Oh  !  wherefore  come  ye  forth  in  triumph  from  the  north. 

With  your  hands,  and  your  feet,  and  your  raiment  all  red  ? 
And  wherefore  doth  your  rout  send  forth  a  joyous  shout? 

And  whence  be  the  grapes  of  the  wine-press  that  ye  tread  ? 
Oh  !  evil  was  the  root,  and  bitter  was  the  fruit, 

And  crimson  was  the  juice  of  the  vintage  that  we  trod  : 
For  we  trampled  on  the  throng  of  the  haughty  and  the  strong. 

Who  sate  in  the  high  places  and  slew  the  saints  of  God. 
It  was  about  the  noon  of  a  glorious  day  of  June 

That  we  saw  their  banners  dance  and  their  cuirasses  shine. 
And  the  man  of  blood  was  there,  with  his  long  essenced  hair. 
And  Astley,  and  Sir  Marraaduke,  and  Rupert  of  the  Rhine. 
Like  a  servant  of  the  Lord,  with  his  Bible  and  his  sword, 

The  general  rode  along  us  to  form  us  for  the  fight ; 
When  a  murmuring  sound  broke  out,  and  swelled  into  a  shout 

Among  the  godless  horsemen  upon  the  tyrant's  right. 
And  hark  !  like  the  roar  of  the  billows  on  the  shore, 
The  cry  of  battle  rises  along  their  charging  line  ; 
For  God  !  for  the  cause  !  for  the  Church  !  for  the  laws  ! 

For  Charles,  King  of  England,  and  Rupert  of  the  Rhine. 
The  furious  German  comes,  with  his  clarions  and  his  drums, 

His  bravos  of  Alsatia  and  pages  of  Whitehall 
They  are  bursting  on  our  flanks  !     Grasp  your  pikes  !     Close  your 
ranks  ! 
For  Rupert  never  comes  but  to  conquer  or  to  fall. 
They  are  here — they  rush  on — we  are  broken — we  are  gone — 

Our  left  is  borne  before  them  like  stubble  on  the  blast. 
O  Lord,  put  forth  Thy  might!     O  Lord,  defend  the  right! 

Stand  back  to  back,  in  God's  name  1  and  fight  it  to  the  last ! 
Stout  Skippen  hath  a  wound — the  centre  hath  given  ground. 

Hark  !    hark !    what  means   the  trampling  of   horsemen  on   our 
rear? 
Whose    banner   do    I    see,    boys?    'Tis    he!   thank   God!    'tis    he, 
boys  ! 
Bear  up  another  minute.     Brave  Oliver  is  here  ! 
Their  heads  all  stooping  low,  their  points  all  in  a  row  ; 

Like  a  whirlwind  on  the  trees,  like  a  deluge  on  the  dikes. 
Our  cuirassiers  have  burst  on  the  ranks  of  the  accursed, 
And  at  a  shock  have  scattered  the  forest  of  his  pikes. 
Fast,  fast,  the  gallants  ride,  in  some  safe  nook  to  hide 

Their  coward  heads,  predestined  to  rot  on  Temple  Bar : 
And  he — he  turns  !    he  flies  1    Shame  on  those  cruel  eyes 

That  bore  to  look  on  torture,  and  dare  not  look  on  war. 
Ho,  comrades!    scour  the  plain;  and  ere  ye  strip  the  slain, 

First  give  another  stab  to  make  your  search  secure  ; 
Then    shake    from    sleeves   and    pockets    their    broad-pieces    and 
lockets, 
The  tokens  of  the  wanton,  the  plunder  of  the  poor. 
Fools  !   your  doublets  shone  with  gold,  and  your  hearts   were   gav 
and  bold, 
When  you  kissed  your  lily  hands  to  your  lemans  to-day  ; 
And  to-morrow  shall  the  fox,  from  hejr  chambers  in  the  rocks. 

Lead  forth  her  tawny  cubs  to  howl  above  the  prey. 
Where  be  your  tongues,  that   late    mocked    at    heaven,    and   hell, 
and  fate  ? 
And  the  fingers  that  once  were  so  busy  with  your  blades  ? 
Your  perfumed  satin  clothes,  your  catches  and  your  oaths? 

Your   stage-plays   and   your   sonnets,  your   diamonds    and   your 
spades  ? 
Down  !   down  I    forever  down,  with  the  mitre  and  the  crown  ! 

With  the  Belial  of  the  court,  and  the  Mammon  of  the  Pope  1 
There  is  woe  in  Oxford  halls,  there  is  wail  in  Durham's  stalls  ; 

The  Jesuit  smites  his  bosom,  the  bishop  rends  his  cope. 
And  she  of  the  seven  hills  shall  mourn  her  children's  ills, 

And  tremble  when  she  thinks  on  the  edge  of  England's  sword  ; 
And  the  kings  of  earth  in  fear  shall  shudder  when  they  hear 
What  the  hand  of  God  hath   wrought   for   the    houses   and   the 
word  ! — Thomas  Babbington  Macaulay. 


There  is  an  old  saying  that  a  Russian  is  composed  ol 
three  parts  :  body,  soul,  and  passport. 


September  17,  1894. 


THE        ARG  ON  AU  T. 


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THE     FOUNTAIN     OF     FRENCH     ART. 

Our  Correspondent  writes   of  the  National  Conservatory  of  Art  in 

Paris — Scenes  at  the  Competitions — A  Nursery  of 

Budding  Genius. 

There  is  a  centre  of  attraction  at  this  moment  in  Paris 
which  is  full  of  interest  to  the  Parisian,  and,  indeed,  to  the 
universal  musical  world.  At  the  corner  of  the  Rue  Bergere 
and  the  Faubourg  Poissonniere  is  to  be  found  the  Con- 
servatoire Nationale  of  Music  and  of  Declamation.  An  ab- 
normal animation  holds  sway  over  the  crowd  of  people  who 
fill  the  large  outer  court.  It  is  the  annual  competition  of  the 
Conservatoire,  which  began  last  week  and  which  continues 
until  the  end  of  this  one. 

In  the  celebrated  miniature  theatre  is  to  be  found  a  hetero- 
geneous assemblage — theatrical  managers  from  all  parts  of 
the  world  in  search  of  a  new  prima  donna  or  a  new  tenor, 
musical  and  dramatic  critics,  theatrical  dilettanti^  the  friends 
and  patrons  of  artists  and  theatres,  the  virtuosi,  the  relatives 
of  former  candidates,  and  school  companions  of  the  present 
ones.  In  the  centre  box  sits  the  jury,  invariably  presided 
over  by  M.  Ambroise  Thomas,  the  venerable  director  of  the 
Conservatoire. 

Before  such  an  audience  as  this,  the  budding  artists  are 
obliged  to  appear  for  the  first  time.  The  trial  is  no  easy 
one  for  these  young  and  timid  performers,  whose  future,  to 
a  large  extent,  depends  upon  their  success  here.  Of  course 
it  is  not  the  audience  that  decides,  but  the  jury.  Neverthe- 
less, its  approval  or  disapproval — if  it  does  not  influence  the 
unemotional  oracles  in  their  box — is  certainly  an  important 
factor  in  the  opinion  of  the  competitors. 

When  a  candidate  feels  that  he  has  its  ear  and  is  appre- 
ciated, his  resources  are  doubled.  But  woe  to  him,  on  the 
contrary,  who  allows  himself  to  be  paralyzed  by  the  indiffer- 
ence, the  murmurs,  and  often  the  laughter  of  the  house. 
The  jury,  however  —  most  justly — takes  into  account  the 
whole  work  of  the  year,  and  does  not  give  its  verdict  merely 
upon  the  examination.  Sometimes  the  public,  easily  carried 
away,  protests  against  a  decision  in  a  case  of  which  it  does 
not  understand  the  merits.  Even"  year  there  are  scandals 
of  this  kind,  and  M.  Ambroise  Thomas  is  obliged  to  give  a 
semi-paternal  lecture  to  the  discontented  to  recall  them  to 
their  passive  role.  It  has  even  been  suggested  that  these 
competitions  should  be  conducted  before  the  jury  in  camera; 
but  this  severe  measure  has  never  been  put  in  force  ;  it  is 
altogether  a  veritable  Parisian  fete,  the  last  of  the  season, 
and  the  public  which  patronizes  it  would  be  sore  distraught 
to  be  deprived  of  it. 

As  may  be  supposed,  on  the  days  devoted  to  the  wind- 
instrument  competition,  the  Conservatoire  is  not  crowded. 
The  stringed  instruments  are  more  attractive,  although  a 
parade  of  violoncellists  playing  their  pieces  is  not  exactly  en- 
trancing. The  piano  competition  is  far  better  patronized, 
though  it  is  rather  tedious  to  hear  the  same  Chopin  polonaise 
or  Mendelssohn  concerto  played,  at  least,  twenty-seven  con- 
secutive times. 

But  for  the  dramatic  competition  there  is  a  regular  free 
fight  for  places  ;  the  Parisian  has  such  a  passion  for  the 
drama,  especially  when  it  is  to  be  had  gratis,  that  he  is  con- 
tent with  a  Ruy  Bias  and  an  Orestes  in  evening-dress,  a 
Celimene  and  a  Dona  Sol  in  a  fashionable  costume,  spout- 
ing their  parts  with  all  the  gestures  and  tricks  of  the  stage. 
Nothing  is  more  absurd  than  these  scenes — often  containing 
several  dramatis  persona' — played  in  ordinary  attire. 

Amusing  incidents  often  enliven  these  stances.  For  in- 
stance, we  saw  a  candidate  who,  discontented  with  an  award 
inferior  to  that  which  her  ambition  had  hoped  for,  refused  to 
appear  before  the  footlights  to  hear  M.  Ambroise  Thomas 
proclaim  her  success.  Her  companions  were  obliged  to 
drag  her  before  the  public  by  force  ;  she  courtesied  with  bad 
grace,  and  then  burst  into  a  flood  of  tears.  The  other  day 
two  sisters,  called  together  to  receive  a  second  prize  (having 
been  adjudged  equal),  fell  weeping  into  each  other's  arms 
amid  the  plaudits  of  the  audience. 

This  scene  was  touching  ;  another  was  comical :  a  bari- 
tone appeared  as  Mephistopheles  in  "  Faust " — competition  for 
the  opera — where  the  candidates  act  their  parts  as  at  the 
theatre,  with  comrades  who  play  the  other  roles,  which,  in 
itself,  is  passably  grotesque  without  the  usual  costumes  or 
scenery.  It  was  the  scene  of  the  chorus  of  swords.  Meph- 
istopheles fell  on  his  knees,  overcome  at  the  sight  of  the 
cross  on  the  sword-handles,  which  Valentine  and  his  friends 
were  supposed  to  be  brandishing,  and,  in  doing  this,  his 
trousers — which  he  had  no  doubt  bought  at  some  cheap, 
ready-made  clothing  shop — burst,  fortunately  not  in  an  un- 
toward place,  but  at  the  knee.  There  was  a  shout  of 
laughter  from  the  audience,  on  the  stage,  and  even  the  jury 
and  the  usually  severe  M.  Ambroise  Thomas  could  not  help 
joining  in.  The  young  man  alone,  entirely  given  up  to  the 
emotion  of  his  part,  did  not  smile,  and,  not  having  the  time 
to  procure  another  "indispensable"  before  the  end  of  the 
stance,  he  returned  to  receive  his  prize  with  the  long  slit  at 
his  knee.  Hilarity  began  again,  the  public  of  the  Con- 
servatoire being  as  jolly  as  it  is  expansive. 
M  And  now  here  is  a  flock  of  young  artists  ready  for  the 
theatrical  and  musical  world,  already  full  to  overflowing. 
To-day  they  are  all  triumphing  in  joy — we  mean  the  prize- 
r  winners,  about  a  third  of  the  competitors.  Their  families 
will  celebrate  their  success  to-night ;  they  will  drink  poor 
•  champagne  to  their  health  ;  they  will  forget  all  the  sacri- 
fices made  for  their  education,  all  the  privations  endured,  all 
:  the  anxieties  suffered.  And  then,  to-morrow,  will  begin  the 
sorrowful  pilgrimage,  seeking  after  an  engagement. 

It  is  the  custom  that  the  winners  of  the  first  prizes 
'  should  be  engaged  by  the  theatres  that  receive  subventions 
from  the  government  —  the  Opera,  Opera-Comique,  the 
Theatre  Francais,  and  the  Odeon — with  very  low  salaries, 
by  the  way.  These  are  the  lucky  ones,  at  least  for  a  time  ; 
but  if,  after  a  year  or  two  of  service,  the  manager  finds 
them  not  up  to  the  place — which  happens   with   the  greater 


number,  the  examining  juries  being  exceedingly  indulgent, 
and  the  actors  at  these  theatres  being  always  too  abundant 
— they  find  themselves  out  of  employment,  with  only  the 
consolation  of  the  small  theatres  or  provincial  footlights. 

As  to  the  second  prize-winners,  or  those  who  have  received 
"accessits,"  there  are  few,  who,  on  leaving  the  Conserva- 
toire, find  any  good  engagement,  and  those  who  have  re- 
ceived no  recompense  are  still  worse  off.  The  Conserva- 
toire keeps  them  as  long  as  possible,  so  as  to  give  them  a 
chance  of  receiving  the  saving  prize,  so  you  often  see  men 
of  thirty  and  girls  of  twenty-five  and  twenty-seven  still  com- 
peting for  the  third  and  fourth  time  with  a  determination 
worthy  of  a  better  fate.  However,  the  moment  comes  when 
they  must  yield  their  places  to  others,  and  then  here  are  so 
many  ruined  lives,  for,  after  having  spent  in  futile  artistic 
studies  the  best  years  of  their  youth,  these  would-be  Sarah 
Bernhardts  and  Coquelins,  Pattis  and  De  Reszkes,  are  good 
for  nothing.  There  are  many  of  them  who  vegetate  all  their 
lives  as  chorus-singers  or  figurantes,  others  become  theatri- 
cal porters,  copyists,  or  clerks  in  music-shops.  We  know  of 
a  prize-winner  of  a  few  years  ago  who  is  a  workman  at  a 
piano  manufactory. 

As  to  the  girls,  we  need  not  suggest  to  how  many  dangers 
they  are  exposed  from  disappointments  and  debts  incurred 
when  they  leave  the  Conservatoire,  and  yet,  with  this  affluence 
of  candidates,  for  the  artistic  career,  the  public  does  not 
cease  to  deplore,  and  with  justice,  the  decadence  of  dra- 
matic, and  especially  of  lyric,  art  in  Paris,  which  borrows 
its  prime  donne  from  America — Sibyl  Sanderson,  Eames, 
and  Van  Zandt,  and  Melba  from  Australia.  We  will  say 
en  passant  that  Mile.  Tiphaine,  the  first-prize  laureate  for 
singing  and  the  only  promising  future  star,  has  already  been 
engaged  for  the  Opera-Comique,  where  she  will  make  her 
debut  this  autumn. 

A  word  or  two  about  the  Conservatoire,  the  foundation 
of  which  dates  as  far  back  as  1784,  when  a  Royal  School  of 
Singing  and  Declamation  was  established  by  the  Baron  de 
Breteuil.  The  present  name,  Conservatoire,  was  finally  given 
to  it  after  the  Revolution  of  1830.  Its  directors  have  been, 
successively  :  Bernard  Sarrette,  Perue,  Cherubini,  Auber, 
and  Ambroise  Thomas. 

The  present  director,  Ambroise  Thomas,  tells  us  "  that 
the  mission  of  the  Conservatoire  is  to  develop  the  creative 
faculties,  to  form  taste,  to  resist  the  caprices  of  fashion, 
to  combat  dangerous  or  false  artistic  tendencies,  and  to  en- 
grave on  the  hearts  of  young  artists  the  love  of  truth  and  of 
beauty."  What  a  programme  !  These,  too,  are  the  con- 
victions of  the  seventy  professors  who  are  charged  with  the 
artistic  instruction  of  the  eight  hundred  pupils  who  now 
attend  the  classes  of  the  Conservatoire. 

The  buildings  of  the  Conservatoire  form  a  sombre 
quadrilateral,  with  little  pretension  to  architectural  beauty, 
situated,  as  we  have  said,  in  the  Faubourg  Poissonniere. 
They  comprise  a  theatre,  decorated  in  the  Pompeiian  style  ; 
a  concert-hall,  which  is  used  for  the  examinations  ;  a  library, 
which  is  open  to  the  public  ;  and  an  instrumental  museum, 
founded  by  Louis  Clapisson.  The  museum  is  very  interest- 
ing. Here  are  the  pianos  of  Boleldieu,  Carafa,  Herold, 
Clapisson,  Meyerbeer,  and  the  model  instrument  of  Auber, 
with  ink  spots  here  and  there  on  the  keys.  You  may 
picture  to  yourself  Auber  fingering  the  "  Muette  de  Portici " 
with  his  left  hand  and  writing  it  with  his  right.  Here,  too, 
is  one  of  Paganini's  violins.  The  library  is  very  rich  in 
works  on  the  history  of  music  and  in  autographs,  and  here 
the  curious  may  see  the  autograph  scores  of  Beethoven  and 
Haydn,  and  follow  the  flow,  fitful  or  torrential,  of  their 
immortal  genius. 

Upstairs  are  the  class-rooms,  opening  on  long  and  narrow 
corridors.  Each  class-room  is  like  a  little  chapel,  dedicated 
to  the  worship  of  art.  The  general  appearance  of  them  is 
very  much  the  same  ;  the  instrument  alone  is  different.  In 
one  room  you  may  see  ten  pupils  to  one  professor,  and  in 
another  only  three.  In  the  corridors  there  is  a  perfect 
charivari  of  sounds  ;  but  in  each  class-room  there  reigns 
comparative  tranquillity. 

The  pupils  of  the  Conservatoire,  in  the  class  of  composi- 
tion, compete  each  year  for  a  grand  prize,  similar  to  the 
"  Prix  de  Rome"  granted  by  the  Academie  des  Beaux-Arts. 
This  prize  frees  the  winner  from  military  service  and 
entitles  him  to  a  pension  of  three  thousand  francs  for  five 
years,  which  he  must  spend  in  Italy  and  Germany.  The 
competition  is,  therefore,  a  great  affair. 

The  toges,  in  which  the  competitors  are  shut  up  for 
twenty-five  days  and  nights,  are  on  the  side  of  the  building 
facing  the  Church  St.  Eugene,  and  the  iron-barred  windows 
may  be  seen  from  the  street.  The  competitors  eat  there, 
sleep  there,  and  take  their  exercise  there,  with  nothing  but  a 
piano  for  company,  and  in  as  close  confinement  and  as  sep- 
arated from  the  outer  world  as  a  convict  in  his  cell.  And 
what  a  hard  life  that  of  a  young  composer  !  How  in- 
tangible, how  vague,  how  unattainable  is  his  ideal !  Two  of 
the  youngest  composers  of  the  modern  French  school — 
Victor  Masse  and  Massenet — remained  at  the  Conservatoire 
ten  years  before  they  obtained  the  "  Prix  de  Rome,"  as  it  is 
also  called  there. 

The  Conservatoire  is  a  fine  institution  ;  but,  like  most 
artistic  institutions,  its  means  are  not  equal  to  its  aims.  The 
buildings,  although  vast  in  appearance,  are  small  for  the 
number  of  pupils,  and  the  state  grant  is  insufficient  and  the 
hard-working  professors  are  poorly  paid.  Nevertheless,  it 
is  a  grand  thing  for  Art  and  a  grand  thing  for  France  that 
eight  hundred  young  men  and  maidens  are  enabled,  thanks 
to  the  Conservatoire,  to  receive  a  gratuitous  musical  and 
dramatic  education.  DORSEY. 

Paris,  August  13,  1894. 


INDIVIDUALITIES. 


A  case  is  about  to  be  tried  in  London  that  is  a  peculiar 
one.  A  lawyer  is  going  to  ask  a  judge  and  jury  to  con- 
sider his  grievance  against  a  newspaper,  which  consists  in 
not  mentioning  his  name  in  its  columns.  It  is  alleged  that 
this  particular  paper  printed  his  name  only  in  reporting  cases 
he  has  lost,  omitting  it  in  cases  where  he  has  won. 


Lord  Rothschild  has  started  the  fashion  of  driving  a  pair 
of  zebras  in  harness. 

Secretary  Gresham  is  the  prize  smoker  of  the  Cabinet. 
His  allowance  of  cigars  is  twenty  a  day. 

M.  Durnof,  the  aeronaut,  who  first  opened  communication 
between  Paris  and  the  outside  world  in  1870,  is  dying  in  a 
Paris  hospital. 

The  living  war  governors  are  Sprague,  of  Rhode  Island  ; 
Curtin,  of  Pennsylvania;  Samuel  J.  Kirkwood,  of  Iowa; 
and  Richard  J.  Oglesby,  of  Illinois. 

James  Haysman,  a  New  York  expressman,  who  found  on 
the  street  a  check  for  twenty  thousand  dollars,  payable  to 
Russell  Sage,  took  it  to  his  office  and  received  a  one-dollar- 
bill  for  his  honesty. 

Senator  Gorman  is  a  man  of  frugal  habits,  but  his  ex- 
penditure of  cash  is  large.  How  large  his  fortune  is,  no- 
body knows  ;  but  a  few  years  ago  he  received  one  hundred 
and  fifty  thousand  dollars  for  some  property  near  Cumber- 
land, Md. 

Kaiser  Wilhelm  has  not  kept  still  during  the  past  year. 
A  calculation  has  lately  been  made  showing  that  he  was  in 
Berlin  or  Potsdam  166  days,  and  traveling  the  other  199. 
Altogether  the  emperor  traveled  by  land  and  water  18,750 
miles  in  one  year. 

Cleveland  is  one  of  the  eight  Presidents  who  never  at- 
tended college,  the  others  being  Washington,  Jackson,  Van 
Buren,  Taylor,  Fillmore,  Lincoln,  and  Johnson.  The  other 
fifteen,  including  Grant,  who  was  a  West  Pointer,  were  all 
college-bred  men. 

Oronhyatekha,  a  Mohawk  Indian  who  lives  in  Toronto, 
draws  ten  thousand  dollars  a  year  as  a  supreme  officer  of  the 
Order  of  Foresters  in  Canada  and  has  an  income  as  a  prac- 
ticing physician.  He  looks  forty-five  and  is  suspected  of 
being  over  seventy. 

Robert  Blaine,  brother  of  James  G.  Blaine,  has  been  ap- 
pointed to  a  nine-hundred-dollar  clerkship  in  the  library  of 
Congress.  It  is  said  that  he  was  appointed  without  political 
influence  and  simply  as  a  mark  of  respect  to  the  memory  of 
the  late  Republican  leader,  for  whom  Librarian  Spofford  had 
great  admiration. 

The  only  son  of  Deibler  ("  M.  de  Paris  "  ),  the  French 
executioner,  is  now  the  chief  aid  of  his  father  in  his  un- 
savory calling.  By  special  enactment,  the  young  man,  who 
was  born  in  1863,  is  relieved  from  further  military  duty  in 
times  of  peace,  oiving  to  the  "high  works"  which  he  is 
called  upon  to  perform. 

Hamilton  Disston,  of  Philadelphia,  the  greatest  manufact- 
urer of  saws  in  the  world,  controls  two  million  acres  of 
selected  land  in  Florida.  It  is  in  one  compact  body,  and, 
after  ten  years  of  draining  and  experimental  work,  he  is 
now  getting  ready  for  colonizing  it  on  a  very  extensive  scale 
in  connection  with  fruit  and  vegetable-growing  and  sugar 
production. 

General  Pousargues,  who  has  just  been  placed  on  the  re- 
tired list  of  the  French  arm)',  was  the  first  opponent  of  M. 
Clemenceau  in  a  duel.  The  challenge  came  from  Maior 
Pousargues  over  a  divergence  of  testimony  in  a  court- 
martial  in  187 1,  when  Clemenceau  called  the  officer  a  liar. 
A  meeting  ensued,  in  which  Pousargues  received  a  bullet 
wound  in  his  leg.     Did  this  prove  that  he  was  a  liar  ? 

Tom  Nast,  the  ex-American  cartoonist,  it  is  said,  has  met 
with  great  success  since  he  located  in  London  six  months 
ago.  He  has  received  an  order  for  a  life-size  painting  of 
the  surrender  of  General  Lee  at  Appomattox.  The  order 
comes  from  Mr.  Herman  H.  Kohlsaat,  of  Chicago.  It  is 
Mr.  Kohlsaat's  intention  to  present  this  picture  to  the  city  of 
Galena.  The  presentation  will  take  place  on  the  occasion 
of  Grant's  birthday,  next  April. 

J.  E.  Winner,  who  years  ago,  and  merely  as  a  diversion, 
wrote  the  words  and  music  of  "  Little  Brown  lug,"  took  the 
precaution  to  copyright  the  production,  which  sold  up  in  the 
hundred  thousands  and  realized  a  tidy  sum  for  its  author. 
Mr.  Winner's  brother,  "Sep,"  is  the  composer  of  "The 
Mocking  Bird,"  which  made  for  him  a  small  fortune.  Curi- 
ously the  author  of  the  "Jug,"  one  of  the  most  popular  of 
drinking-songs,  always  has  been  a  total  abstainer. 

The  late  George  Inness,  America's  greatest  landscape 
painter,  was  born  in  Newburg,  N.  Y.,  in  May,  1825.  At 
eighteen  he  began  his  life  work  of  painting.  Just  one 
month's  instruction  he  received  in  the  studio  of  Regis 
Gignoux.  In  his  later  years  he  picked  up  in  the  City  of 
Mexico  one  of  those  pictures  painted  during  the  years  of 
struggle.  It  was  an  order  from  the  Delaware  and  Lacka- 
wanna Railroad,  representing  Scranton,  Penn.,  and  showing 
perforce  the  double  tracks  and  the  round-house,  whether 
they  were  in  perspective  or  not.  He  had  received  seventy- 
five  dollars  for  this  large  canvas.  He  always  felt  that 
Americans  are  afraid  to  buy  examples  of  native  art.  In 
1850  he  painted,  in  Paris,  a  small  picture  of  St.  Peter's,  and 
this  picture,  sold  in  England,  he  duplicated  at  the  request  of 
a  New  York  gentleman  for  two  hundred  and  fifty  dollars. 
The  replica  was  soon  after  sold  to  an  Englishman  for  fifteen 
hundred  dollars.  His  life  was  checkered  with  years  of  suc- 
cess and  years  when  he  sold  not  a  single  picture.  His  was 
the  rough  schooling  of  an  artist  "before  the  war,"  "the 
public  ignorant  and  uncritical,  the  press  ignorant  and  hyper- 
critical." A  comrade  found  him  once  in  his  studio,  slowly 
bleeding  to  death  from  an  artery  he  had  opened  in  his  arm 
on  one  of  those  days  when  life  seemed  too  dark  to  endure. 
He  hated  Turner  and  impressionism.  He  thought  thatjthe 
school  of  French  landscape  painters  of  the  present  dav. 
even  including  Cazin,  was  producing  nothing  of  serious 
value. 


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ARGO  N  AU  T 


September  17,  1894. 


BLACKMORE'S    NEW    NOVEL. 

"  Perlycross,"  by  the    Author   of  "  Lorna    Doone"— The    West  of 
England  in  the  Days  of  King  William  the  Fourth- 
Smugglers  and  Resurrectionists. 

R.  D.  Blackmore's  new  novel,  "  Perlycross,"  comes  like  a 
breath  of  sweet  country  air  after  the  tempestuous  and  not 
over-fresh  gusts  that  have  been  blowing  from  the  boudoirs 
and  studies  of  the  revolted  daughters,  the  enfranchised 
wives,  and  Emancipated  Woman  generally.  The  scene  of 
the  story  is  the  West  of  England — Perlycross,  a  quiet  parish 
in  Devonshire — in  the  reign  of  King  William  the  Fourth, 
and,  while  it  has  a  plot  that  involves  more  than  the  peace  of 
mind  of  some  persons,  the  characters  are  mostly  simple, 
straightforward  folk  who  see  their  duty  and  do  it,  untram- 
meled  with  doubts  and  questionings  of  the  complex,  modern 
kind.  The  plot  hinges  upon  the  supposed  profanation  of  a 
grave  and  abstraction  therefrom  of  the  body  of  a  deceased 
British  baronet,  who,  having  served  with  distinction  in  the 
Peninsula  and  espoused  a  Spanish  lady  of  rank,  had  retired 
to  his  patrimonial  estate  in  the  West  of  England.  Shortly 
after  Sir  Thomas  Waldron's  death  and  interment,  his  corpse 
mysteriously  vanishes  from  what  should  have  been  its  last 
resting-place.  Several  hypotheses  are  set  on  foot  to  account 
for  this  ;  among  others,  suspicion  falls  upon  an  enterprising 
young  general  practitioner,  Dr.  Fox,  whose  enthusiasm  for 
anatomical  investigation  is  thought  to  have  prompted  him  to 
purloin  an  exceptionally  interesting  "subject"  from  the 
silent  tomb.  Circumstantial  evidence  rapidly  accumulates, 
and  soon  the  whole  community  of  Perlycross — except  its 
saintly  parish  priest  and  one  or  two  more  stanch  friends  of 
the  traduced  doctor — hold  Fox  guilty  of  the  assumed  act  of 
body-snatching,  though  he  is  a  suitor  for  the  hand  of  the  de- 
ceased baronet's  only  daughter  and  the  best  of  good  fellows 
into  the  bargain.  How  the  doctor  is  cleared — for  cleared 
he  is,  of  course — we  shall  leave  the  reader  to  learn  from 
Mr.  Blackmore's  ingenious  tale,  contenting  ourselves  with 
making  a  few  extracts,  from  which  the  manner  of  the  book 
may  be  guessed. 

The  loving  descriptions  of  Devon  scenery  that  are 
scattered  through  the  book  are  scarcely  quotable  :  to  seg- 
regate them  seems  like  plucking  single  petals  from  a  rose. 
But  Mr.  Blackmore  comes  near  to  nature  in  his  pictures  of 
child-life,  such  as  that  where  the  widowed  Parson  Penniloe's 
little  daughter,  Fay,  comes  in  one  morning  to  find  her  father 
in  despair  at  a  harsh  letter  just  received  from  his  father,  re- 
fusing to  subscribe  any  more  to  the  funds  for  restoring  the 
parish  church  : 

"  Father,  fathery,  how  much  colder  is  the  tea  to  get  ?  "  she  cried  ; 
"  I  call  it  very  yude  of  you,  to  do  what  you  like,  because  you  happen 
to  be  older."     As  the  little  girl  ran,  with  her  arms  stretched  forth 
and  a  smile  on  her  lips  that  was  surety  for  a  kiss,  a  sudden  amaze-  I 
ment  stopped  her.     The  father  of  her  love,  and  trust,  and  worship 
was  not  even  looking  at  her  ;  his  face  was  cold  and  turned  away  ;  his  , 
arms  were  not  spread  for  a  jump  and  a  scream.     He  might  as  well  I 
have  no  child  at  all,  or  none  to  whom  he  was  all  in  all.     For  a  mo-  ! 
ment  her  simple  heart  was  daunted,  her  dimpled  hands  fell  on  her  j 
pinafore,  and  the  sparkle  of  her  blue  eyes  became  a  gleam  of  tears,  i 
Then  she  gathered  up  her  courage,  which  had  never  known  repulse,  I 
and  came  and  stood  between  her  father's  knees,  and  looked  up  at 
him  very  tenderly,  as  if  she  had  grieved  him  and  yearned  to  be  for-  I 
given,     "  Child,  you  have  taught  me  the  secret  of  faith,"  he  cried,  I 
with  a  sudden  light  shed  on  him  ;  "  I  will  go  as  a  little  one  to  my  | 
father,  without  a  word,  and  look  up  at  him."    Then,  as  he  lifted  her  j 
into  his  lap,  and  she  threw  her  arms  around  his  neck,  he  felt  that  he 
was  not  alone  in  the  world,  and  the  warmth  of  his  heart  returned  to  ' 
him. 

Suspicion  against  Dr.  Fox  as  the  instigator  of  the  dese- 
cration of  Sir  Thomas  Waldron's  grave  is  made  certainty  in 
the  minds  of  the  credulous  rustics  by  hearing  Joseph  Crang, 
the  local  blacksmith,  describe  the  events  of  the  night  after  | 
the  interment : 

"  I  must  have  one  hind  foot  up,  or  he  will  bolt,"  says  I  ;  "  though  j 
the  Lord  knows  that  was  nonsense  ;  and  I  slipped  along  the  shaft  i 
and  put  my  hand  inside  the  wheel  and  twitched  up  the  tarpaulin  that  [ 
was  tucked  below  the  rail.     At  the  risk  of  my  life  it  was,  and  I  knew 
that  much,  although  I  was  out  of  the  big  man's  sight.     And  what  j 
think  you  I  saw  in  the  flickering  of  the  light  ?    A  flicker  it  was,  like  j 
the  lick  of  a  tongue  ;  but  it's  bound  to  abide  as  long  as  I  do.     As  J 
sure  as  I  am  a  living  sinner,  what  I  saw  was  a  dead  man's  shroud.  | 
Soft,  and  delicate,  and  white  it  was,  like  the  fine  linen  that  Dives  | 
wore,  and  frilled  with  rare  lace,  like  a  wealthy  baby's  christening  ;  no 
poor  man,  even  in  the  world  to  come,  could  afford  himself  such  a  j 
winding  sheet.     Tamsin  Tamlin's  work  it  was  ;  the  very  same  that  | 
we  saw  in  her  window,  and  you  know  what  that  was  bought  for. 
What  there  was  inside  of  it  was  left  for  me  to  guess." 

Not  every  one  believes  Dr.  Fox  guilty,  however,  and 
among  his  adherents  is  young  Farmer  Gilham,  who  later 
marries  Fox's  sister.  His  reasons  for  believing  the  physi- 
cian innocent  are  shown  in  this  passage  : 

But  a  fine  young  farmer  of  the  name  of  Gilham  (a  man  who 
worked  hard  for  his  widowed  mother  at  the  north-west  end  of  the 
parish)  came  forward  like  a  brave  Englishman,  and  left  no  doubt 
about  his  opinion.  This  young  man  was  no  clodhopper,  but  had 
been  at  a  Latin  school,  founded  by  a  great  high  priest  of  the  Muses 
in  the  woolen  line,  and  worthy  of  the  infula.  Gilham  had  shown 
some  aptness  there,  and  power  in  the  resurrection  of  languages, 
called  dead  by  those  who  would  have  no  life  without  them.  His 
farm  was  known  as  the  "  White  Post,"  because  it  began  with  a  grand 
old  proof  of  the  wisdom  of  our  ancestors.  Upon  the  mighty  turn- 
pike road  from  London  even  to  Devonport  no  trumpery  stick  of 
foreign  fir,  but  a  massive  column  of  British  oak  had  been  erected  in 
solid  times  for  the  benefit  of  wayfarers.  If  a  couple  of  them  had 
been  hanged  there,  as  tradition  calmly  said  of  them,  it  was  only  be- 
cause they  stopped  the  others,  and  owed  them  this  enlightenment. 
Frank  Gilham  knew  little  of  Dr.  Fox,  and  had  never  swallowed 
physic,  which  may  have  had  something  to  do,  perhaps,  with  his 
genial  view  of  the  subject.  "A  man  is  a  man,"  he  said  to  his 
mother,  as  if  she  were  an  expert  in  the  matter,  "  and  Fox  rides  as 
straight  as  any  man  I  ever  saw,  when  his  horse  has  not  done  too 
much  parish  work.  What  should  I  do  if  people  went  against  me 
like  this,  and  wouldn't  even  stand  up  to  their  own  lies?  That  old 
John  Horner  is  a  pompous  ass  ;  and  Crang  loses  his  head  with  a 
young  horse  by  daylight.  Where  would  his  wits  be,  pulled  out  of 
bed  at  night,  with  a  resurrection  man  standing  over  him  ?  I  am 
thoroughly  ashamed  of  the  parish,  mother  ;  and  though  some  of  our 
land  is  under  Lady  Waldron,  I  shall  go  and  see  Fox,  and  stick  up 
for  him." 

Dr.  Fox  was  believed  by  Lady  Waldron  to  have  "resur- 
rected" her  husband's  body,  and,  when  the  young  man 
called  to  assure  her  of  his  innocence,  she  refused  to  see  him. 
Passing  through  the  green-house  on  his  way  out  of  the 
grounds,  he  came  across   Inez   Waldron,  commonly  called 


"  Nicie,"  It  was  their  first  meeting  since  the  death  of  the 
squire,  whose  only  daughter  and  great  favorite  Nicie  had 
been  : 

Following  Pixie's  rush,  without  much  expectation  in  her  gaze — for 
she  thought  it  was  her  mother  coming — her  eyes  met  those  of  the 
young  man,  parted  by  such  a  dark  cloud  from  her.  For  an  instant 
her  pale  cheeks  flushed,  and  then  the  color  vanished  from  them,  and 
she  trembled  so  that  she  could  not  rise.  Her  head  fell  back  on  the 
rail  of  the  chair  ;  while  trees,  and  flowers,  and  lines  of  glass  began 
to  quiver,  and  lose  their  shape,  and  fade  away  from  her  languid 
eyes.  "  You  are  faint— she  has  fainted  !"  cried  Fox,  in  dismay,  as 
he  caught  up  the  handkerchief  she  had  dropped  and  plunged  it  into 
the  watering-pot,  then  wrung  and  laid  it  gently  on  her  smooth,  white 
forehead.  Then  he  took  both  her  hands  in  his  and  chafed  them, 
kneeling  at  her  side  in  a  state  of  agitation  unlikely  to  add  to  hjs  med- 
ical repute  ;  and,  from  time  to  time,  he  whispered  words  of  more 
than  sympathy  or  comfort — words  that  had  never  passed  between 
them  yet. 

Dr.  Fox's  sister,  Christie,  whom  Gilham  is  to  marry,  is 
sketched  in  these  words  : 

She  sat  by  the  window  in  the  full  light  of  the  sun — for  she  never 
thought  much  about  her  complexion,  and  no  sun  could  disparage  it — 
a  lovely  girl,  with  a  sweet  expression,  though  manifest  knowledge  of 
her  own  mind.  Her  face  was  not  set  off  by  much  variety  of  light 
and  shade,  like  that  of  Inez  Waldron — dark  lashes,  or  rich  damask 
tint,  or  contrasts  of  repose  and  warmth  ;  but  pure,  straightforward 
English  beauty  {such  as  lasts  a  lifetime)  left  but  little  to  be  desired — 
except  the  good  luck  to  please  it.  "  There  was  not  too  much,  of  her," 
as  her  father  said — indeed,  he  never  could  have  enough — and  she 
often  felt  it  a  grievance  that  she  could  not  impress  the  majesty  of  her 
sentiments,  through  lack  of  size  ;  but  all  that  there  was  of  her  was 
good  stuff  ;  and  there  very  well  may  be,  as  a  tall  admirer  of  hers  re- 
marked, "  a  great  deal  of  love  in  five  feet  two." 

Her  first  meeting  with  Gilham  is  decidedly  unconventional. 
While  her  brother  is  in  the  green-house — where  his  interview 
with  "  Nicie"  makes  one  of  the  prettiest  scenes  in  the  book — 
she  is  waiting  for  him  in  his  trap.  Suddenly  the  procession 
"  beating  the  bounds  "  goes  by  and  fires  old  "  Punch"  : 

Swerving  to  the  off-side,  he  saw  a  comely  gap,  prepared  no  doubt 
by  Providence  for  the  benefit  of  a  horse  not  quite  so  young  as  he 
used  to  be.  And  without  hesitation  he  went  at  it,  meaning  no  harm. 
and  taking  even  less  heed  of  the  big  ditch  on  this  side  of  it.  Both 
shafts  snapped,  though  of  fine  lancewood.  the  four-wheeler  became 
two  vehicles,  each  with  a  pair  of  wheels  to  it,  and  over  the  back  flew 
Christie,  like  a  sail  blown  out  of  the  bolt-ropes.  Luckily  she  wore 
large  bell-sleeves,  as  every  girl  with  self-respect  was  then  compelled 
to  do,  and  these,  like  parachutes  expanding,  broke  the  full  speed  of 
her  headlong  flight.  Even  so  it  must  have  fared  very  badly  with 
her — for  her  hat  being  stringless  had  flown  far  away — had  she  been 
allowed  to  strike  the  earth  ;  but  quicker  than  thought  a  very  active 
figure  sprang  round  the  head  of  the  gate  and  received  the  impact  of 
her  head  upon  a  broad,  stanch  breast.  The  blow  was  severe,  and 
would  have  knocked  the  owner  down  had  he  not  been  an  English 
yeoman.  Upon  a  double-breasted  waistcoat,  made  of  otter-skin, 
soft  and  elastic,  he  received  the  full  brunt  of  the  young  lady's  head, 
as  the  goal-keeper  stops  a  foot-ball.  Throwing  forward  his  arms,  he 
was  just  in  time  to  catch  more  of  her%s  it  descended,  and  thus  was 
this  lovely  maiden  saved  from  permanent  disfigurement,  if  not  from 
death.     But  for  the  time  she  knew  nothing  of  this. 

Here  is  a  pretty  bit,  where  the  two  girls  are  discussing  a 
cataleptic  fit  into  which  Lady  Waldron  fell  after  a  stormy 
interview  with  Miss  Fox  : 

"If  there  is  any  consciousness  at  all,"  said  Nicie,  avoiding  that 
other  subject,  "  this  trance  (if  that  is  the  English  word  for  it)  will  not 
last  long — at  least  Dr.  Gronow  says  so  ;  and  Dr.  Jemmy — what  a 
name  for  a  gentleman  of  science  ! — thoroughly  confirms  it.  But  Dr. 
Fox  is  so  diffident  and  modest  that  he  seems  to  wait  for  his  friend's 
opinion  ;  though  he  must  know  more,  being  younger."  "  Certainly 
he  ought,"  Miss  Fox  replied,  with  a  twinkle  of  dubious  import  ;  "  I 
hear  a  great  deal  of  such  things.  No  medical  man  is  ever  at  his 
prime  unless  it  is  at  thirty-nine  years  and  a  half.  Under  forty  he  can 
have  no  experience,  according  to  the  general  public  ;  and,  over  forty, 
he  is  on  the  shelf,  according  to  his  own  profession.  For  that  one 
year,  they  ought  to  treble  all  their  fees."  "  That  would  only  be  fair, 
for  they  always  charge  too  little."  "  You  are  an  innocent  duck,"  said 
Christie  ;  "  there  is  a  spot  on  your  cheek  that  I  must  kiss,  because 
it  always  comes  when  you  hear  the  name  of  Jemmy." 

Dr.  Fox,  accidentally  overhearing  Tremlett,  the  smuggler, 
discussing  the  fateful  run  of  lace  and  other  contraband 
goods,  thinks  they  are  referring  to  the  carrying  off  of  the 
squire's  body,  and  tries  to  arrest  them.  The  big  man  and 
his  companions,  however,  overpower  the  posse  of  con- 
stables, and  are  leaving  the  scene,  when  the  brave  parson 
stops  Tremlett,  who,  though  be  could  throw  twenty  such 
men,  submits  quietly  to  him,  for  he  has  befriended  his 
little  daughter,  Zip  : 

"  Sha'n't  bide  here  no  longer,"  he  announced  ;  "  Dick,  us'll  vinish 
up  our  clack  to  my  place.  Rain  be  droud  up,  and  I  be  of."  "  No, 
Harvey  Tremlett,  you  will  not  be  off.  You  will  stay  here  like  a  man 
and  stand  your  trial."  Mr.  Penniloe's  hand  was  upon  his  shoulder, 
and  the  light  of  the  stars,  thrown  in  vaporous  waves,  showed  the 
pale  face  firmly  regarding  him.  "  Well,  and  if  I  says  no  to  it,  what 
can  "e  do  ?  "  "  Hold  you  by  the  collar,  as  my  duty  is."  The  parson 
set  his  teeth,  and  his  delicate,  white  fingers  tightened  their  not  very 
formidable  grasp.  "  Sesh  !  "  said  the  big  man,  with  a  whistle,  and 
making  as  if  he  could  not  move  ;  "  when  a  man  be  baten,  a'  must 
gie  in.  Wun't 'e  let  me  goo,  passon?  Do 'e  let  me  goo."  "Trem- 
lett, my  duty  is  to  hold  you  fast.  I  owe  it  to  a  dear  friend  of  mine, 
as  well  as  to  my  parish."  "  Well,  you  be  a  braver  man  than  most  of 
'em,  I  zimmeth.  But  do  'e  tell  a  poor  chap,  as  have  no  chance  at  all 
wi'  *e,  what  a'  hath  dooed,  to  be  lawed  for  'un  so  crule  now." 
"  Prisoner,  as  if  you  did  not  know.  You  are  charged  with  breaking 
open  Colonel  Waldron's  grave  and  carrying  off  his  body."  "O 
Lord!  O  Lord  in  heaven!"  shouted  Harvey  Tremlett;  "Jem 
Kettel,  hark  to  thiccy  !  Timberlegs,  do  'e  hear  thic  ?  All  they 
blessed  constables  as  has  got  their  bellyful,  and  ever  so  many  wise 
gen'Iemen,  too,  what  do  'e  think  'em  be  arter  us  for  ?  Arter  us  for 
resurrectioneering  !     Never  heered  tell  such  a  joke  in  all  my  life." 

After  the  trial,  at  which  Tremlett  and  his  accomplices 
were  acquitted  upon  the  charge  of  body-snatching,  the  ex- 
pedition was  shown  to  be  nothing  but  a  quiet  little  trip  of 
"  running"  goods  that  had  not  paid  duty  to  the  king  : 

"  You  see,  sir,"  said  the  speaker,  "  it  was  just  like  this.  We  was 
hurried  so  in  stowing  cargo,  that  some  of  the  finest  laces  in  the 
world,  such  as  they  call  '  valentines,'  worth  maybe  fifty  or  a  hundred 
pounds  a  yard,  was  shot  into  the  hold  anyhow,  among  a  lot  of 
silks  and  so  on.  Harvey  and  Jemmy  was  on  honor  to  deliver  goods 
as  they  received  them  ;  blacksmith  seed  some  of  this  lace  a-flappin" 
under  black  tarporly  ;  and  he  knowed  as  your  poor  squire  had  been 
figged  out  for  's  last  voyage  with  some  sort  of  stuff,  only  not  so  good. 
A  clever  old  'ooman  maketh  some,  to  Perlycrass  ;  Honiton  lace  they 
calls  it  here.  What  could  'a  think  but  that  squire  was  there? 
Reckon,  Master  Crang  would  'a'  told  'e  this,  if  so  be  a'  hadn't  had  a 
little  drap  too  much." 

The  reader  is  prepared  for  the  denouement  by  sundry  falls 
of  masonry  in  the  old  church,  in  a  disused  and  unknown 
underground  passage  of  which  the  missing  coffin  is  at  last 
found  by  the  son  of  the  dead  man  : 

"  I  am  rather  big  for  this  job,"  said  Sir  Thomas,  as  the  red  flame 
sputtered  in  the  archway  ;  "perhaps  you  would  like  to  go  first,  my 
young  friend."  "  Very  much  obliged,"  replied  Pike,  drawing  back  ; 
' '  but  1  don't  seem  to  feel  myself  called  upon  to  rush  into  the  bowels  of 
the  earth,  among  six  centuries  of  ghosts,     I  had  better  stop  here,  per- 


haps, till  you  come  back."  "  Very  well.  At  any  rate,  hold  my  coat. 
It  is  bad  enough  ;  I  don't  want  to  make  it  worse.  I  sha'n't  be  long, 
I  daresay.  But  I  am  bound  to  see  the  end  of  it."  Young  Waldron 
handed  his  coat  to  Pike,  and,  stooping  his  tall  head,  with  the 
torch  well  in  front  of  him,  plunged  into  the  dark  arcade.  Grim 
shadows  flitted  along  the  roof,  as  the  sound  of  his  heavy  steps  came 
back  ;  then  the  torchlight  vanished  round  a  bend  of  wall,  and  nothing 
could  either  be  seen  or  heard.  Mr.  Penniloe,  in  some  anxiety,  leaned 
over  the  breach  in  the  church-yard  fence,  striving  to  see  what  was 
under  his  feet,  while  Pike  mustered  courage  to  stand  in  the  archway 
— which  was  of  roughly  chiseled  stone — but  kept  himself  ready  for 
instant  flight  as  he  drew  deep  breaths  of  excitement.  By  and  bye 
the  torch  came  quivering  back,  throwing  flits  of  light  along  the  white 
flint  roof,  and  behind  it  a  man,  shaking  worse  than  any  shadow  and 
whiter  than  any  torchlit  chalk.  "  Great  God  !  "  he  cried,  staggering 
forth  and  falling  with  his  hand  on  his  heart  against  the  steep  side  of 
the  pit ;  "  as  sure  as  there  is  a  God  in  heaven,  I  have  found  my 
father  !  " 

This,  of  course,  is  not  quite  the  end  ;  but  we  shall  not 
destroy  the  reader's  pleasure  in  arriving  at  an  ingenious  con- 
clusion. "Perlycross"  is  published  in  London  by  Samson 
Low,  Marston  &  Co.,  and  is  the  first  long  novel  to  be  pub- 
lished in  a  single  volume  instead  of  in  the  three-volume  form 
against  which  there  has  lately  been  such  a  crusade. 


During  a  march  of  seventy-five  miles  on  one  desert  in  the 
south-western  corner  of  our  country,  a  party  of  government 
surveyors  counted  three  hundred  and  fifty  graves  along  the 
trail  of  the  victims  of  thirst.  At  one  point  a  family  of 
eight  was  buried.  These  foolish  people  carried  their  water- 
supply  in  large  demijohns.  The  bottles  were  broken.  The 
precious  fluid  was  swallowed  by  the  sand.  Mother,  father, 
and  children  lay  down  beneath  a  mesquite-bush  and  died 
the  most  horrible  of  deaths.  The  bodies,  broken  water- 
bottles,  and  dead  horses  were  found  just  as  they  fell.  It  is 
the  custom  on  the  desert  to  bury  all  bodies,  and  mark  the 
graves  with  crosses  of  stone  imbedded  in  the  sand.  The 
air  on  the  desert,  being  intensely  dry,  causes  rapid  evapora- 
tion from  the  body.  Observation  proved  that  nine  quarts  of 
water  daily  was  needed  by  one  man  to  prevent  the  blood 
from  thickening  and  becoming  feverish.  Each  mule  re- 
quired twenty  gallons  daily.  One  surveyor  was  without 
water  for  several  hours.  He  became  feverish  and  light- 
headed. Lack  of  water  for  a  few  hours  longer  would  have 
killed  him.  This  was  in  a  shade  temperature  of  one  hun- 
dred and  twenty  degrees,  where  the  air  was  almost 
absolutely  dry  —  so  dry  that  fresh  meat,  instead  of 
putrefying,  simply  dries  up.  At  one  place  the  sur- 
veyors found  the  bodies  of  three  prospectors  within  a 
hundred  feet  of  a  natural  water-tank  formed  in  the  rocks. 
To  get  to  this  water  the  poor  fellows  had  to  climb  upward 
twenty  feet  or  so.  Their  strength  was  exhausted.  They 
had  been  too  long  without  water.  And  here,  with  the  life- 
giving  fluid  just  a  few  feet  beyond  them,  they  died.  Thirst 
on  the  desert  is  horrible.  The  victim  first  feels  pain  between 
the  shoulders.  The  tongue  thickens  and  feels  filled  with 
needle-points.  The  eyes  become  painful,  and,  finally,  any 
movement  of  the  body  causes  excruciating  pain.  As  the 
blood  thickens  the  brain  gives  way,  and  the  victim  is  a  rav- 
ing maniac.     Death  soon  ends  the  suffering. 


Though  military  experts  speak  in  terms  of  high  praise  of 
the  soldierly  qualities  and  drill  of  the  Chinese  artillery  and 
infantry,  especially  those  of  Manchoo  blood,  who  have  in- 
herited much  of  their  courage  and  military  bearing,  yet 
there  is  (says  a  writer  in  Harper's  14  'eekly)  one  dangerous 
mistake  made  in  their  uniform.  Despite  their  excellent 
equipment  and  modern  arms  on  wheels  and  for  shoulders, 
they  bear  on  back  and  breast  a  target,  visible  afar  off",  and 
of  which  the  Japanese  soldier  will  not  be  slow  to  avail  him- 
self. This  varying  device  is  the  Chinese  ideograph  for 
"  brave,"  the  rampant  dragon,  the  crest  or  monogram  of  the 
province  from  which  he  has  come,  the  initial  of  com- 
mander whom  he  serves,  or  the  badge  of  his  regiment  or 
corps.  In  the  battle  between  Captain  Murakami's  single 
company  from  Senday,  Japan,  and  the  twelve  or  fifteen  hun- 
dred Chinese,  in  Seoul,  in  18S4,  the  Japanese  lay  down 
upon  the  ground  and  deliberately  took  aim  at  or  just  below 
this  circle  on  the  Chinamen's  breasts.  They  could  see  this 
even  when  the  faces  of  the  foe  were  not  distinguishable. 
When  the  smoke  of  battle  had  ceased,  it  was  found  that  the 
Japanese  had  lost  two  killed  and  eight  wounded.  The 
Corean  loss  is  unknown.  Of  the  Chinese,  thirty-five  dead 
bodies  were  counted  inside  the  palace  grounds,  and  out  of 
twenty-two  Chinese  subsequently  treated  in  the  hospital, 
twenty  died  of  their  wounds.  Almost  all  of  the  latter 
proved  to  be  below  the  waist. 


A  professor  in  one  of  the  principal  colleges  in  Paris  has 
proposed  to  the  French  Minister  of  War  that  large  blow- 
flies should  be  bred  and  kept  in  large  cages,  being  fed 
upon  blood  placed  between  the  artificial  skin  of  lay  figures 
dressed  up  in  the  German  uniform.  When  war  was  de- 
clared, these  flies  would  be  rendered  venomous  by  feeding 
them  on  the  sap  of  tropical  plants  and  taken  to  the  front  in 
their  cages,  from  which  they  would  be  released,  and  make 
short  work  of  the  enemy.  Another  patriot  suggests  that 
dogs  should  be  trained  to  bite  lay  figures  wearing  the  Ger- 
man uniform,  and  that  each  soldier  should  be  accompanied 
by  a  dog  in  time  of  war. 


A  dentist  who  died  in  a  rural  town  in  England,  a  few  days 
ago,  had  made  it  a  hobby  to  keep  all  the  teeth  which  he  had 
drawn  in  the  course  of  his  professional  career.  His  will 
ordered  the  collection  of  teeth  to  be  placed  with  him  in  his 
coffin  for  burial.  His  heirs  fulfilled  his  command,  and  al- 
most thirty  thousand  teeth  were  put  into  the  coffin  with  tru 
dead  dentist.  If  some  archaeologist  of  a  future  centurj 
shall  happen  to  open  that  grave,  he  will  have  "food  foi 
thought "  and  some  difficulty  perhaps  in  explaining  the  pres 
ence  of  so  many  teeth. 


The  nomination  of  Mr.  A.  Chesebrough  as  a  member  ol 
the  State  Board  of  Equalization  is  an  excellent  one,  and  will 
add  strength  to  the  Republican  ticket. 


September  17,  1894. 


THE 


ARGONAUT. 


THE  INTERNATIONAL  YACHT-RACES. 

Our    Correspondent  talks    of  the    Yachting    at    Cowes,    Ryde,  and 

Southsea  —  Unfavorable    Opinions    on    George    Gould  — 

Scenes  at  Southsea— A  Penny-Taking  Peer. 

Yachting  has  been  the  order  of  the  day  now  for  some 
time,  and  I  think  I  may  say  fairly  that  people  have  begun  to 
grow  tired  of  it.  You  get  such  a  large  dose  of  it  all  at 
once  in  England.  I  refer,  of  course,  to  fashionable  yacht- 
ing. It  is  with  the  Cowes  week,  when  the  London  season 
and  "  Goodwood  "  are  over  for  the  year,  that  fashion  has 
to  do. 

Fashionable  yachting,  however,  does  not  come  to  an  end 
with  the  Cowes  week.  When  Cowes  week  is  over,  the  Ryde 
week  begins.  Ryde  is  another  Isle  of  Wight  watering-place, 
further  on  from  Cowes,  beyond  Osborne  and  opposite  Ports- 
mouth. Off  this  point,  in  the  Solent,  all  the  yachts  which 
had  been  racing  at  Cowes  assembled  on  the  Monday  follow- 
ing the  Saturday  breaking  up  of  the  Cowes  week.  An- 
chored off  the  pier,  or  cruising  about  when  not  engaged  in  a 
race,  you  saw  all  the  cracks  of  the  day.  The  Britannia, 
Vigilant,  and  Satanita,  the  three  biggest  sloops  in  the  world, 
were  there ;  the  other  prominent  craft,  including  Prince 
Henry  of  Battenberg's  Asphodel,  Admiral  the  Hon.  Victor 
Montagu's  Carina,  which  won  the  Queen's  Cup  this  year 
from  the,  German  emperor's  Meteor,  Mrs.  Langtry's  Whyte 
Ladye  (although  the  Jersey  Lily  was  not  on  board  herself, 
having  let  the  yacht  to  somebody  else),  Lord  Lonsdale's 
Dierdri,  Lord  Dunraven's  VEsperance,  Mr.  Leyborne  Pop- 
ham's  Corsair,  and  Colonel  Bagot's  Creole. 

I  went  a  couple  of  days  and  saw  the  start  of  the  Vigilant, 
Britannia,  and  Satanita  for  the  Ryde  Town  Cup.  Mr. 
Clarke,  the  owner  of  the  Satanita,  is  the  man  whom  the 
Royal  Yacht  Squadron  saw  fit  to  blackball  the  other  day, 
although  he  is  a  great  favorite  in  yachting  circles.  "  The 
Squadron,"  as  it  is  most  commonly  called,  is  a  most  con- 
ceited fraternity  of  yachtsmen,  who  think  that  English  yacht- 
ing depends  on  them,  whereas,  compared  with  other  clubs, 
they  do  little  or  nothing,  and  are  looked  upon  as  a  set  of  old 
women. 

As  I  stood  on  the  pier  watching  the  race,  a  twenty-ton 
cutter,  with  hull  painted  pale  blue,  came  sweeping  past  so 
close  that  you  could  have  shied  the  proverbial  biscuit  on  to 
her  deck  without  exertion.  Standing  up  near  the  leeward 
rail  was  a  great,  fat,  coarse-looking  man  with  a  puffy,  greasy 
face  adorned  with  short  whiskers  of  mutton-chop  pat- 
tern. He  held  a  cigarette,  which  he  puffed  vigorously  be- 
tween his  thick,  sensual  lips,  and  as  he  doffed  his  blue  cloth 
yachting-cap  and  grinned  at  some  lady  of  his  acquaintance 
on  the  pier,  you  could  see  that  he  was  getting  bald.  He  was 
in  his  shirt-sleeves,  and  had  on  an  elaborately  striped  velvet 
waistcoat.  The  yacht  was  the  Dierdri,  and  the  man  the 
one-time  notorious  Earl  of  Lonsdale.  That  night  there  was 
to  have  been  a  grand  display  of  fire-works  on  shore,  but  a 
rain-storm  came  on  in  the  afternoon  and  blew  down  and 
soaked  through  all  the  set  pieces,  so  it  had  to  be  abandoned. 
The  Ryde  week  over,  the  yachts  all  sailed  across  the  Solent 
to  Portsmouth,  at  whose  suburb  of  Southsea  there  followed 
a  two  days'  regatta.  Here  again  the  Vigilant  was  entered 
for  another  race  with  the  Britannia  and  Satanita  for  a  fifty- 
pound  prize.  But  her  centreboard  had  been  damaged  on  a 
rock  or  sand-bar  off  the  Needles  in  the  race  for  Lord 
Wolverton's  hundred-pound  cup,  and  she  had  to  go  to 
Southampton  to  be  docked  for  repairs.  And  so  all  her  races 
for  the  future  are  off.  It  was  an  unfortunate  accident,  for  it 
has  been  regarded  with  considerable  suspicion. 

It  is  a  pity  that  some  American  who  knows  more  about 
yachting  than  Gould  (who  I  am  told  is  completely  under 
his  skipper)  should  not  have  come  with  the  competing  yacht. 
As  it  is,  Gould's  black-bordered  yellow  flag,  with  its  black 
G  in  the  middle,  has  flown  its  last  over  British  waters  for 
some  time  to  come,  if  ever  again.  I  understand  that  he  is 
going  to  take  the  Vigilant  to  the  Mediterranean  next  spring. 
Were  I  he,  I  should  send  the  Vigilant  home  at  once  and  go 
cruising  about  in  the  big  white  three-masted  Atalanta,  whose 
steam-power  would  seem  to  be  more  to  the  taste  of  a  green 
yachtsman  than  English  breezes.  I  do  not  think  his  house 
at  Cowes  did  him  much  good  socially.  I  am  told  he  swag- 
gered considerably,  and  not  only  kept  a  servant  apiece  for 
each  of  his  four  children,  but  talked  about  it. 

Curiously  enough,  the  Satanita  beat  the  Britannia  again 
at  Southsea  in  a  forty-six-mile  race,  which  was  another 
chance  losffor  the  Vigilant.  Southsea  was  very  gay  during 
the  yachts'  two  race  days,  and  the  number  of  men  you  saw 
in  yachting-caps  was  amazing.  By  the  bye,  one  day  I  heard 
a  battalion  of  the  Scottish  Rifles  march  back  to  barracks  to 
the  strains  of  "  Marching  through  Georgia."  Another 
scene  in  one  of  the  principal  streets  interested  me  consid- 
erably. Walking  with  some  ladies  one  afternoon,  we  came 
upon  a  mechanical  piano,  or  piano-organ,  being  played. 
The  handle  was  turned  slowly  by  a  slight-built,  shabby- 
genteel-looking  man  of  about  forty.  His  features  were 
small  and  not  otherwise  than  refined,  though  showing  a 
certain  look  of  dissipation  about  the  eyes.  He  puffed  a 
cigarette  as  he  played,  and,  with  his  mustache  and  imperial, 
looked  not  unlike  a  Frenchman.  Beside  him  stood  a  faded, 
bloated,  coarse-looking  female,  with  blonde  hair  and  a  gen- 
erally flash  effect,  with  whom  he  conversed.  Very  common- 
place, no  doubt  you  will  think  all  this  ;  but  wait.  On  the 
back  of  the  piano  was  hung  a  framed  placard  bearing  these 
words,  in  large  letters  : 

I  AM  VISCOUNT  HINTON, 

ELDEST    SON     OF     EARL     POULETT. 

/  am  obliged  to  adopt  this  means  of  livelihood  as 

my  father  re/uses  to  give  me  any  support  through  no 

:     fault  of  my  own.  '. 

He  saw  us  stop  and  speak  together,  and  quickly  came  for- 
ward with  a  Japanese  saucer  in   his  hand.     Taking  off  his 


hat  with  a  graceful  movement  and  a  smile,  he  held  out  the 
saucer  to  one  of  the  ladies,  who  had  taken  her  purse  from 
her  pocket,  and,  touched  into  a  momentary  sort  of  en- 
thusiastic sympathy,  she  gave  him  two  shillings.  His  eyes 
sparkled  as  he  whispered,  softly,  "  Thank  you,  madam," 
and  went  back  to  the  organ. 

It  was  a  pitiful  scene,  and  one  not  without  a  moral  of  its  own 
in  these  anti-House  of  Lords  days.  It  was  the  first  time  I  had 
seen  this  curious  specimen  of  the  English  aristocracy  whose 
name  has  been  before  the  public  ever  since  years  ago, 
when  he  performed  at  Astley's  as  a  clown  under  the  nom  de 
guerre  of  "  Mr.  Cosman."  Previous  to  this  he  had  distin- 
guished himself  by  marrying  a  ballet-dancer  named  Ann 
Sheppy.  These  little  escapades,  perhaps,  are  not  to  be  won- 
dered at  considering  that  his  organ-grinding  lordship's 
mother  was  the  daughter  of  a  Sandport  pilot,  whom  Earl 
Poulett  married.  That  Lord  Hinton  should  find  the  atmos- 
phere of  Portsmouth  congenial  is,  therefore,  not  surprising. 

London,  August  24,  1894.  Cockaigne. 


A    NEW    POEM    BY    JOAQUIN    MILLER. 

The  following  poem  was  written  by  Joaquin  Miller  in  cele- 
bration of  the  forty-fourth  anniversary  of  the  admission  of 
California  to  the  Union,  and  was  read  by  the  author  before 
the  Society  of  California  Pioneers  at  their  observance  of  Ad- 
mission Day  on  Monday,  September  10th  : 

TO  THE   CALIFORNIA    PIONEERS. 

How  swift  this  sand,  gold-laden,  runs  ! 

How  slow  these  feet,  once  swift  and  firm  ! 
Ye  came  as  romping,  rosy  sons 

Come  jocund  up  at  college  term  ; 
Ye  came  so  jolly,  stormy,  strong, 
Ye  drown'd  the  roll-call  with  your  song, 
But  now  ye  lean  a  list'ning  ear 
And — "  Adsum  !     Adsum  !     I  am  here  !  " 

My  brave  world-bearers  of  a  world 

That  tops  the  keystone,  star  of  States, 

All  hail  !     Your  battle-flags  are  furled 
In  fruitful  peace.     The  golden  gates 

Are  won.     The  jasper  walls  be  yours. 

Your  sun  sinks  down  yon  soundless  shores. 

Night  falls.     But  lo  !  your  lifted  eyes 

Greet  gold  outcroppings  in  the  skies. 

Companioned  with  Sierra's  peaks, 

Our  storm-born  eagle  shrieks  his  scorn 

Of  doubt  or  death,  and  upward  seeks 

Through  unseen  worlds  the  coming  morn. 

Or  storm,  or  calm,  or  near,  or  far, 

His  eye  fixed  on  the  morning  star, 

He  knows,  as  God  knows,  there  is  dawn  ; 

And  so  keeps  on,  and  on,  and  on  ! 

So  ye,  brave  men  of  bravest  days, 

Fought  on  and  on  with  battered  shield. 

Up  bastion,  rampart,  till  the  rays 
Of  full  morn  met  ye  on  the  field. 

Ye  knew  not  doubt ;    ye  only  knew 

To  do  and  dare,  and  dare  and  do  ! 

Ye  knew  that  time,  that  God's  first-born, 

Would  turn  the  darkest  night  to  morn. 

Ye  gave  your  glorious  years  of  youth 

And  lived  as  heroes  live — and  die. 
Ye  loved  the  truth,  ye  lived  the  truth  ; 

Ye  knew  that  cowards  only  lie. 
Then  heed  not  now  one  serpent's  hiss, 
ft  Or  trait'rous,  trading,  Judas  kiss, 

Let  slander  wallow  in  his  slime  : 
Still  leave  the  truth  to  God  and  time. 

Worn  victors,  few  and  true,  such  clouds 
As  track  God's  trailing  garment's  hem 

Where  Shasta  keeps,  shall  be  your  shrouds, 
And  ye  shall  pass  the  stars  in  them. 

Your  tombs  shall  be  while  time  endures, 

Such  hearts  as  only  truth  secures  ; 

Your  everlasting  monuments 

Sierra's  snow-topt  battle  tents. 


THE    THEATRICAL    SEASON. 


The  Hallelujah  Lassies  in  Paris  have  created  quite  a  sen- 
sation on  the  boulevards  by  appearing  in  a  new  style  of 
head-gear.  Instead  of  the  traditional  blue  coal-scuttle,  which 
the  irreverent  Gauls  are  wont  to  designate  as  "kiss-me- 
nots,"  General  Booth's  Amazons  now  wear  round  hats  of 
fine  white  straw,  with  slightly  upturned  brim,  allowing 
passers-by  to  get  a  glimpse  both  of  their  profiles  and  their 
back  hair.  It  was  fondly  imagined  by  the  wordlings  of  the 
wicked  city  that  this  change  of  costume  signified  the  victory 
of  coquetry  over  fanaticism.  Inquiries  at  head-quarters 
seem  rather  to  suggest  as  its  cause  the  well-known  commer- 
cial aptitude  of  the  general  and  his  staff.  The  new  and  be- 
coming article  of  toilet  is  merely  the  "  summer  bonnet "  of 
the  lady  officers,  but  the  rank  and  file  can  procure  it  on  pay- 
ment. En  Avant — the  French  version  of  the  War  Cry — 
contains  an  announcement  to  the  following  effect :  "  We 
have  recently  entered  into  important  contracts  which  permit 
us  to  offer  to  our  officers  and  soldiers  a  very  extensive  as- 
sortment of  articles  of  uniform." 


A  doctor  gives  the  following  account  of  his  own  course  of 
procedure  in  selecting  lodgings  :  "  In  the  first  place,  I  care- 
fully note  the  appearance  of  the  servant  who  opens  the 
door.  Is  she  healthy  and  bright,  or  pallid  and  either  languid 
or  cross  ?  Next,  I  similarly  note  the  condition  of  the  land- 
lady and  of  her  children,  if  any.  Then  I  inquire  into,  and, 
if  necessary,  personally  inspect  the  three  essential  elements 
of  a  healthy  house — diyness,  drainage,  and  water-supply. 
But,  from  long  experience,  I  can  pretty  accurately  infer  the 
state  of  the  drains  from  the  aspect  and  manners  of  the  in- 
mates, and  where  either  pale  faces  or  vixenish  manners 
exist  I  do  not  go." 


The  flash  of  lightning  which  recently  struck  the  new 
Palace  of  Potsdam  may  be  congratulated  on  a  measure  of 
tact  and  consideration  seldom  seen  in  connection  with  the 
electric  fluid.  Having  greatly  endangered  the  safety  of  the 
royal  building,  the  current  instantly  hurried  along  the  tele- 
graph-wires to  the  fire-alarm  and  set  the  bells  ringing. 
Thereupon  the  palace  firemen  and  the  town  brigade  of  Pots- 
dam were  quickly  upon  the  spot  and  the  fire  was  nipped 
in  the  bud. 


Our  New  York  Correspondent  tells  of  the  Dramatic  Novelties   and 

Reproductions  —  Clay  Greene's  New  Piece — Thomas's 

"  New  Blood  "—The  Coming  of  the  Opera. 

September  has  ushered  in  the  theatrical  season  ;  within  a 
week  about  a  dozen  houses  have  opened  their  doors.  A 
week  ago  to-day  the  "  Mikado,"  which  had  run  a  hundred 
nights  at  the  Fifth  Avenue,  was  taken  off;  the  hour  has 
come  for  novelties  and  reproductions. 

Of  the  latter  the  most  significant  is  "Shenandoah," 
which  is  on  at  the  Academy.  The  author  has  spent  several 
weeks  in  additions  and  improvements — he  can  afford  to  do 
so,  having  realized  one  hundred  thousand  dollars  from  his 
royalties — and  it  is  more  stirring  than  ever.  The  stage  is 
kept  full  of  real  soldiers  and  horses.  When  the  order  goes 
forth  to  capture  the  mountain  signal-station,  a  dozen  men  on 
horseback  dash  away  with  a  speed  unusual  to  horses  on  the 
stage.  A  dead  soldier  is  carried  off  by  forty  infantrymen 
with  arms  reversed.  Two  cannon  are  dragged  on  and  off 
the  stage  by  gunners,  and  a  big  gun  appears  with  caisson 
attached,  which  is  pulled  by  horses  that  struggle  frantically 
under  the  furious  lashing  of  their  drivers.  It  is  quite  evi- 
dent from  the  continued  popularity  of  "  Shenandoah  "  that 
war  reminiscences  are  not  going  out  of  fashion. 

The  first  of  the  new  pieces  of  the  season  is  an  operetta 
called  "The  Little  Trooper,"  an  adaptation  from  the  French 
of  Raymond  and  Mars  by  Clay  M.  Greene.  It  is  not  a 
sparkling  play  ;  Greene  could  have  done  better  if  he  had 
drawn  from  his  own  resources  instead  of  from  the  French  ; 
people  went  to  see  it  in  order  to  give  a  hand  to  Delia  Fox, 
who  is  a  great  pet  of  the  New  Yorkers. 

Daly  has  re-opened  to  good  business  ;  he  is  still  playing 
"A  Night  Off."  At  Palmer's  a  new  play  by  Augustus 
Thomas,  called  "  New  Blood,"  will  be  given  as  soon  as  it 
has  had  its  preliminary  canter  at  Chicago.  While  we  are 
waiting  for  winter  novelties,  Sothern  keeps  "  The  Victoria 
Cross "  on  at  the  Lyceum,  "  1 492 "  has  seen  its  four  hun- 
dredth representation  at  the  Garden,  Fanny  Rice  plays 
"  Innocence  Abroad  "  at  the  Bijou,  and  other  old  stand-bys 
serve  as  stop-gaps.  As  Christmas  approaches,  we  expect  to 
see  Bernhardt  in  her  "  Les  Rois."  "  La  Femme  de  Claude," 
"  La  Princesse  Georges,"  and  "  Le  Sphinx,"  and,  after  her, 
Rejane  will  make  her  bow  to  the  American  public  in 
"  Madame  Sans-Gene."  Then,  in  order  to  enable  us  to  com- 
pare the  French  and  English  schools,  the  Kendals  will  show 
up  in  "A  Bunch  of  Violets,"  and  will  be  followed  by  the 
Beerbohm  Trees,  and  a  play  called  "  The  Bauble  Shop," 
by  Henry  Arthur  Jones.  Altogether  the  prospect  is  good 
for  the  liveliest  dramatic  season  New  York  ever  knew. 

The  musical  season  will  be  as  brilliant  as  the  dramatic 
season.  An  English  opera  company,  under  the  direction  of 
Charles  H.  Pratt,  who  managed  the  Emma  Abbott  company, 
and  with  Mme.  Marie  Tavary  as  leading  lady,  will  take  to 
the  road  in  a  week  or  two.  On  Monday,  November  15th, 
Abbey,  Schoeffel,  and  Grau  will  open  with  their  grand  opera 
company  at  the  Metropolitan  Opera  House  for  a  season  of 
thirteen  weeks  ;  and,  early  in  February,  at  the  same  house, 
Walter  Damrosch  will  begin  a  season  of  German  opera 
with  all  the  Wagner  operas.  At  the  close  of  the  Abbey  en- 
gagement in  New  York,  the  company  will  be  heard  in 
concert  in  Brooklyn,  Philadelphia,  Boston,  Chicago,  and  St. 
Louis.  The  troupe  does  not  vary  much  from  that  of  last 
year.  Mme.  Calve  and  M.  Lassalle  will  be  missed,  but 
their  places  will  be  taken  by  Sibyl  Sanderson,  Zelie  de 
Lussan,  Victor  Maurel,  and  Tamagno — thus  the  company 
will  really  be  stronger  than  it  was.  It  will  still  count 
among  its  members  the  two  De  Reszkes,  Ancona,  and 
Castlemary,  besides  Mme.  Melba,  Mme.  Scalchi,  and  Mme. 
Emma  Eames.  A  new  acquisition  will  be  Signorina  Giuva 
as  premiere  danseuse ;  she  comes  here  with  the  prestige  of 
a  high  European  reputation.  The  orchestra  will  be  directed, 
as  last  year,  by  Signori  Maneinelli  and  Bevignani  alter- 
nately. These  gentlemen,  like  the  other  artists,  are  known 
to  all  opera-goers.  Miss  Sanderson  comes  here  flushed 
with  triumphs  won  in  "Romeo  et  Juliette"  at  the  Grand 
Opera  and  "Phryne"  at  the  Opera-Comique  in  Paris. 
Zelie  de  Lussan  is  said  to  be  an  ideal  Carmen  ;  her  friends 
say  that  she  will  efface  the  memory  of  all  former  Carmens. 
Tamagno  every  one  knows  ;  he  is  now  a  millionaire,  and 
swore  two  years  ago  that  the  stage  would  know  him  no 
more  ;  but  he  is  so  greedy  of  money  that  any  impresario 
can  have  him  who  bids  enough.  Melba  and  Scalchi  are 
expected  to  arrive  here  in  a  few  days  ;  they  are  billed  for  a 
concert  tour  through  New  England  before  the  opera  season. 

Messrs.  Abbey  and  associates  include  in  their  repertory 
"  Falstaflf."  This  is  to  be  produced  with  a  splendid  setting 
and  Victor  Maurel  in  the  title-role.  Another  new  piece  will 
be  "  Phryne,"  in  which  Sibyl  Sanderson  will  appear,  and 
also  for  her  "  Esclarmonde "  will  be  given.  The  Califor- 
nian  prima  donna  is  going  to  have  a  fair  show.  Among  the 
pieces  of  the  modern  Italian  school,  "  Pagliacci "  and 
"  Cavalleria  Rusticana  "  are  promised,  and,  by  way  of  con- 
trast, we  are  told  to  look  for  "  Le  Nozze  de  Figaro  "  and 
"  Romeo  and  Julietta." 

Outside  of  the  opera  as  interpreted  by  Abbey,  lovers  of 
music  are  to  have  some  by-treats.  Jacobowski,  the  author 
of  one  of  the  most  tuneful  of  modern  light  operas — 
"Erminie" — has  written  the  music  of  a  new  piece,  called 
"The  Devil's  Deputy,"  the  libretto  being  an  adaptation  from 
the  French  by  Cheever  Goodwin.  Mr.  Francis  Wilson  is  to 
produce  it  in  a  few  days  ;  he  has  engaged  a  young  Welsh- 
man named  Rhys  Thomas,  of  whom  pretty  things  are  being 
said,  to  play  the  Devil.  Messrs.  Reginald  de  Koven  and 
Harry  B.  Smith  have  been  engaged  for  some  months  on  a 
new  piece,  called  "  Rob  Roy,"  which  will  be  produced  at  the 
Herald  Square  Theatre  on  October  21st.  The  Rob  Roy  of 
the  piece  is  not  the  Rob  Roy  of  the  Scotch  novel.  1 
of  his  ;  he  is,  nevertheless,  a  gay  and  gallant  chiel, 
sing  like  a  bird.  F  1 

New  York,  September  S,  1894. 


J* 


8 


THE        ARGONAUT. 


September  17,  1894. 


LITERARY    NOTES. 


Personal  and  Miscellaneous  Gossip. 
Mr.  du  Maurier  is  said  to  be  engaged  upon  a 
third  novel,  which  will  be  finished  in  the  course  of 
a  year.  Mr.  du  Maurier,  by  the  way,  will  be  sur- 
prised to  learn  from  the  September  Current  Liter- 
ature that,  "in  the  thirties,"  he  was  "a  small 
American  child,"  and  lived  near  Union  Square, 
New  York.  He  will  be  even  more  surprised  to 
learn  that  he,  "  the  young  American,  at  the  age  of 
twelve,  went  to  London."  Mr.  du  Maurier,  as  well 
as  the  rest  of  the  world,  has  been  laboring  under 
the  impression  that  he  was  born  in  Paris. 

Among  the  works  by  Charles  Morris,  which  are 
published  by  S.  C.  Griggs  &  Co.,  are  "  The  Aryan 
Race  :  Its  Origin  and  its  Achievements,"  "  Civiliza- 
tion :  An  Historical  Review,"  and  a  "Manual  of 
Classical  Literature." 

The  Edinburgh  Edition  of  R.  L.  Stevenson's 
novels  will  contain  some  early  papers  of  his,  such 
as  "  The  Philosophy  of  an  Umbrella,"  "  The  Pent- 
land  Rising,"  written  in  1866,  his  unsigned  contri- 
butions to  the  Portfolio,  and  a  part  of  the  sup- 
pressed account  of  Stevenson's  voyage  to  the 
United  States  as  a  steerage  passenger — a  journey 
which  nearly  ended  the  author's  life. 

It  is  understood  that  G.  Colmore,  the  author  of 
the  successful  novel,  "A  Daughter  of  Music,"  re- 
cently published  by  D.  Appleton  &  Co.,  is  engaged 
upon  a  new  work. 

Oliver  Wendell  Holmes  reached  his  eighty-fifth 
birthday  August  29th.     Dr.  Holmes  recently  said  : 

"I  am  often  asked  whether  I  am  writing  my  autobiog- 
raphy, to  which  my  answer  is :  '  I  am  in  the  habit  of 
dictating  many  of  my  recollections,  some  of  my  thoughts 
and  opinions,  to  my  secretary,  who  has,  in  this  way,  ac- 
cumulated a  considerable  mass  of  notes.  Many  of  these 
will  be  interesting  to  my  family  and  intimates,  some  of 
them,  perhaps,  to  a  wider  public  if  I  should  see  fit  to 
make  use  of  them  or  leave  them  to  be  made  use  of  by 
others.  It  is  the  one  thing  a  person  long  past  the  active 
period  of  life  can  do  with  ease  and  pleasure,  and,  in  the 
midst  of  much  that  might  as  well,  perhaps,  perish  with 
the  writer,  will,  not  improbably,  be  found  memoranda  de- 
serving of  permanent  record.' " 

John  P.  Davis  has  written  a  clear  exposition  of  a 
very  complicated  subject  in  "The  Union  Pacific 
Railway :  A  Study  in  Railway  Politics,  History, 
and  Economics,"  which  is  published  by  S.  C. 
Griggs  &  Co. 

A  novel  by  the  late  Steele  Mackaye,  which  he 
had  just  finished  before  his  death,  is  to  be  pub- 
lished in  a  few  days.  It  is  entitled  "  Father  Am- 
brose :  The  Revelations  of  May  3d,  "68,"  and  it  is 
intended  to  "  rebuke  the  dogmatism  of  science  and 
the  deadly  spiritual  indolence  of  credulity." 

George  Egerton  (Mrs.  Clairmonte)  has  finished 
another  collection  of  short  stories,  characteristically 
termed  "  Discords,"  which  is  to  be  among  the  pub- 
lications of  the  coming  autumn. 

Gosse's  new  poems  will  bear  the  title  of  "  In 
Russet  and  Silver,"  a  name  which  implies  that  Mr. 
Gosse  regards  the  volume  as  the  product  of  his 
middle  life.  There  will  be  a  number  of  verses 
hitherto  unpublished,  as  well  as  those  which  have 
appeared  in  the  Athenccum  and  other  periodicals 
during  the  last  eight  or  nine  years. 

W.  E.  Norris's  new  novel,  "A  Victim  of  Good 
Luck,"  has  been  issued  in  the  Appleton's  Town 
and  Country  Library. 

Mrs.  Celia  Thaxter,  the  poet,  died  suddenly  at 
her  home  in  the  Isles  of  Shoals.  N.  H.,  August 
26th.     A  brief  sketch  of  her  is  as  follows  : 

She  was  born  in  Portsmouth,  N.  H.,  on  June  29,  1835. 
Her  father  was  Thomas  B.  Laighton,  who  became  em- 
bittered by  political  disappointment,  and  for  many  years 
was  the  keeper  of  the  White  Island  lighthouse.  The 
secluded  life  early  developed  the  poetic  fancy  of  Mrs. 
Thaxler,  and  she  began  to  write  when  a  small  girl.  She 
was  married  at  the  age  of  sixteen  to  her  guardian,  friend, 
and  teacher,  Levi  Thaxter,  another  recluse  who  had 
sought  the  asylum  of  the  isles.  After  her  marriage,  she 
spent  her  winters  in  Portsmouth,  and  sometimes  in 
Boston,  but  it  was  her  life  by  the  sea  that  was  reflected 
in  all  that  she  wrote.  Her  poems  are  filled  with  the  im- 
pressions made  on  her  by  the  ocean,  the  rocks,  by  sea- 
birds,  and  the  wildflowers  that  grew  in  profusion  about 
her  old-fashioned  home.  Her  works  are  "  Poems  "  (1872), 
"  Among  the  Isles  of  Shoals,"  in  part  a  history  of  her 
early  life  (1873),  "  Drift-Weed  "  (1879),  "  Poems  for  Chil- 
dren "  (1884),  "The  Cruise  of  the  Mystery,  and  Other 
Poems  "  (1886),  and  "  An  Island  Garden  "  {1894). 

T.  B.  Aldrich—  whose  new  volume  of  poems  will 
appear  this  autumn — is  going  to  Japan  and  India  this 
autumn  to  gather  materials  for  a  volume  of  travel 
sketches  in  the  manner  of  "  From  Ponkapog  to 
Pesth."  Mrs.  Aldrich  .will  accompany  him,  and 
two  friends  think  of  joining  the  party,  which  will 
probably  sail  from  Vancouver  about  the  middle  of 
October.  Unless  the  travelers  get  homesick  and 
retrace  their  steps,  they  will  complete  the  circuit  of 
the  globe,  returning  by  way  of  England._ 

The  first  edition  of  ex-Secretary  of  the  Navy 
R.W.Thompson's  book,  "The  Footprints  of  the 
Jesuits,"  was  exhausted  in  less  than  a  month,  and  a 
new  edition  is  announced  by  Cranston  &  Curts,  of 
Cincinnati. 

The  editor  of  an  Arkansas  newspaper  lately 
wrote  to  a  publisher  in  New  York  saying  that  his 
n&  jpaper  had  established  a  literary  department, 
*ud  that  he  was  now  prepared  to  print  review 
notices  of  books,  which  should  be  as  thorough  and 


appreciative  as  possible.  "If  I  may  suggest,"  the 
editor  concluded,  "  I  will  say  that  if  you  will  begin 
by  sending  me  Shakespeare's  plays,  '  A  Yellow 
Aster,'  and  a  reliable  life  of  George  Washington, 
1  will  see  that  they  receive  proper  notice." 

Guy  de  Maupassant's  grave  in  the  Montparnasse 
cemetery,  which  is  a  temporary  one,  is  marked  only 
by  a  small  wooden  cross.  The  grass  is  growing 
wild  over  it  and  the  plants  are  all  dead.  It  is  said 
that  the  attempt  to  raise  a  monument  to  Mau- 
passant has  failed,  only  seven  thousand  francs  out 
of  the  required  twenty  thousand  having  been 
promised. 

The  fastidious  Walter  Pater  once  stopped  work 
upon  a  volume  of  collected  essays  because,  upon 
reflection,  he  thought  they  were  neither  homogene- 
ous on  the  one  hand,  nor,  on  the  other,  varied 
enough  to  be  properly  called  "  miscellaneous." 

Among  the  valuable  reference  books  published 
by  S.  C.  Griggs  &  Co.  are:  "England  and  its 
Rulers,"  by  H.  Pomeroy  Brewster  and  George  H. 
Humphrey  ;  "  The  Waverley  Dictionary  "  (of  char- 
acters in  Scott's  novels),  by  May  Rogers  ;  "  A 
Study  of  Greek  Philosophy,"  by  E.  M.  Mitchell  ; 
"A  Digest  of  English  and  American  Literature," 
by  Professor  A.  H.  Welsh  ;  and  "  Robert's  Rules 
of  Order  for  Deliberative  Assemblies." 

M.  Alphonse  Daudet,  who  is  now  in  his  summer 
retreat  at  Champrosay,  on  the  banks  of  the  Seine, 
is  busily  engaged  in  literary  work.  Says  an  En- 
glish exchange  : 

"  His  story,  '  La  Petite  Paroisse,*  is  ready,  and  will 
soon  begin  to  run  as  a  serial  in  L' Illustration,  M. 
Daudet  has  taken  the  central  idea  of  his  novel  from  a 
little  chapel  in  his  neighborhood,  which  was  erected  by  a 
former  property  owner  in  Champrosay,  Napoleon  Quan- 
tinet,  to  his  wife,  Helena  Moench.  The  lady,  to  whose 
memory  her  husband  raised  the  monument,  was  rather 
frivolous  in  her  conduct,  to  say  the  least.  The  life 
history  of  this  pair  has  interested  M.  Daudet  every  sum- 
mer for  the  past  twenty  years  spent  by  him  in  Champro- 
say, and  in  his  '  Petite  Paroisse '  he  has  used  it,  showing 
therewith  a  conflict  between  the  natural  feeling  of 
jealousy  and  strong  Christian  principles.  After  '  Petite 
Paroisse '  will  appear  '  Le  Soutien  de  Famille,'  which 
the  author  has  nearly  finished.  M.  Daudet  has  in- 
troduced as  characters  Russians  living  in  Paris.  Fearful 
lest  he  should  be  accused  of  exploiting  the  prevailing 
enthusiasm  for  everything  Muscovite,  the  novelist  has 
resolved  to  delay  the  publication  of  the  work.  *  Le 
Soutien  de  Famille*  is  an  ironical  tale.  The  so-called 
family  prop  is  a  student  of  humble  birth  who  assumes 
airs  of  importance,  although  he  is  in  reality  supported  by 
his  poor  mother,  sister,  and  brother,  in  the  hope  that  his 
education  may  eventually  procure  him  an  important  posi- 
tion. The  author  admits  that  his  novel  will  not  be  favor- 
able to  university  education  as  it  is  at  present  carried  out 
in  France.  As  to  the  work  '  Quinze  Ans  de  Mariage,' 
which  was  lately  announced  as  ready,  or  nearly  so,  not  a 
line  of  it  has  yet  been  written.  M.  Daudet,  by  the  way, 
is  much  gratified  at  the  success  of  '  Les  Mortk'oles,'  a 
satire  on  the  medical  profession  in  France,  by  his  son. 
M.  Leon  Daudet  has  left  Champrosay  for  Guernsey, 
where  he  resides  in  Victor  Hugo's  house  with  his  wife, 
the  poet's  granddaughter,  and  his  two-year-old  son." 

Fred  Walker,  the  remarkable  young  English 
artist,  who  is  so  tenderly  d'.iwn  by  Mr.  du  Maurier 
in  the  character  of  Little  Billee,  left  many  unpub- 
lished drawings.  These  are  soon  to  appear  in  a 
book  of  reminiscences  written  by  the  Royal  Acad- 
emician, Stacy  Marks,  a  relative  of  the  dead  artist. 

Marshall  Brown  has  compiled  an  amusing  book 
on  "  Bulls  and  Blunders,"  which  is  published  by  S. 
C.  Griggs  &  Co. 

The  brilliantly  written  papers  by  Mrs.  M,  O.  W. 
Oliphant  on  the  people  of  Queen  Anne's  time,  in- 
cluding the  court,  Deah  Swift,  Defoe,  Addison,  the 
Duchess  of  Marlborough,  and  other  famous  persons 
of  the  day,  have  been  collected  in  book-form,  and 
will  be  issued  in  October  under  the  title  "  The 
Reign  of  Queen  Anne." 

Marion  Crawford's  second  novel  in  the  Ralston 
Series,  the  successor  of  "  Katherine  Lauderdale." 
is  coming  out  serially  in  a  London  paper.  It  is 
called  "John  Ralston."  Another  novel  which  he 
has  lately  finished  is  semi -Italian,  and  is  called 
"  Casa  Braccio." 

It  is  an  interesting  suggestion  that  Mr.  George 
Meredith  has  taken  the  main  idea  of  "Lord 
Ormont  and  his  Aminta"  from  the  adventures  of 
the  famous  Earl  of  Peterborough  and  Anastasia 
Robinson.     Says  an  exchange  : 

"  Peterborough  was  a  harum-scarum  soldier,  who  fell 
out  of  favor  with  the  military  authorities,  turned  his  back 
in  disgust  on  his  native  country,  married  beneath  him, 
and  stipulated  that  his  marriage  should  not  be  acknowl- 
edged. These  facts  are  reproduced  in  Mr.  Meredith's 
novel,  and  the  behavior  of  Lord  Ormont  is  just  as  eccen- 
tric and  inexplicable  as  that  of  his  original.  Mr.  Mere- 
dith  is  fond  of  translating  actual  historical  personages 
into  the  atmosphere  of  his  imagination  ;  but  Mrs.  Nor- 
ton's metamorphosis  into  Diana  of  the  Crossways  is,  per- 
haps, the  only  thoroughly  satisfactory  illustration  of  this 
method." 

"  The  Unguarded  Gates,"  the  ringing  cry  against 
immigration  which  appeared  in  the  Atlantic  several 
years  ago,  is  to  give  to  the  new  book  of  verse  from 
Mr.  Aldrich  its  title,  and  the  poems  which  the 
author  has  recently  contributed  to  the  magazines 
will  make  up  its  bulk. 

The  short  stories  which  George  Meredith  con- 
tributed to  an  English  review,  and  which  at  present 
can  be  found  only  in  the  bound  volume  of  that  re- 
view hidden  on  a  library-shelf,  will  soon  be  re- 
printed in  book-form. 

Among  the  volumes  of  essays  to  be  published 
during   the   autumn    are   Austin    DoTMonV  second 


series  of  "Eighteenth  Century  Vignettes"  and 
Swinburne's  "  Studies  in  Prose  and  Poetry."  Some 
forthcoming  American  volumes  in  this  department 
will  be  John  Burroughs's  "  Riverby,"  Professor 
Barrett  Wendell's  "William  Shakespeare,"  and 
Miss  Repplier's  "  In  the  Dozy  Hours." 

In  a  recent  interview  in  England,  Brander 
Matthews  declared  that  "it  is  a  noteworthy  fact 
that  not  a  single  English  magazine  is  to  be  seen  on 
the  American  bookstalls,  as  our  magazines  are  seen 
here."     Apropos  of  this,  the  Critic  says  : 

"  English  people  are  trying  to  find  out  why  the  Ameri- 
can magazines  have  so  much  larger  circulations  in  Eng- 
land than  any  of  their  own.  The  answer  is  obvious — they 
are  so  much  better.  Eut  why  are  they  so  much  better? 
Mr.  Besant  has  probably  discovered  one  reason  when  he 
says:  'The  English  editor  does  too  many  other  things' 
[possibly  his  salary  makes  this  necessary] ;  '  in  the  States, 
the  editor — always  a  man  of  proved  ability — is  engaged 
to  give  his  whole  time,  all  his  thoughts,  all  his  ability,  to 
the  conduct  ol  his  paper.'  " 

It  is  said  that  the  book  "  Trilby"  will  differ  from 
the  serial,  in  that  the  book  will  contain  certain  de- 
scriptions of  Trilby  restored  as  Du  Maurier  wrote 
them,  which  it  was  thought  proper  to  edit  for  pub- 
lication in  the  magazine,  and  in  the  alteration  of 
Joe  Sibley  in  text  and  pictures  to  suit  Mr.  Whistler's 
ideas. 

William  Mathews's  "Words,  Their  Use  and 
Abuse,"  is  now  in  its  twenty-first  edition.  Dr. 
Mathews's  other  book,  "  Wit  and  Humor,  Their 
Use  and  Abuse,"  also  published  by  S.  C.  Griggs  & 
Co.,  is  already  in  its  second  edition. 

Another  American  general,  R.  E.  Lee,  is  to  be 
the  subject  of  the  next  biography  in  the  Great 
Commanders  Series  published  by.  the  Appletons. 
This  volume  is  to  be  done  by  General  Fitzhugh 
Lee,  whose  military  and  personal  relations  to  the 
Confederate  chief  argue  special  equipment  for  the 
task. 


THE    DOER    OF     GOOD. 


[The  following  is  one  of  a  series  of  striking  "  pastels  in 
prose,"  or  prose  poems,  which  Oscar  Wilde  has  contrib- 
uted to  the  latest  issue  of  the  Fortnightly  Review :] 

It  was  night  time,  and  He  was  alone. 

And  He  saw  afar  off  the  walls  of  a  round  city, 
and  went  toward  the  city. 

And  when  He  came  near,  he  heard  within  the 
city  the  tread  of  the  feet  of  joy,  and  the  laughter  of 
the  mouth  of  gladness,  and  the  loud  noise  of  many 
lutes.  And  He  knocked  at  the  gate  and  certain  of 
the  gate-keepers  opened  to  Him. 

And  He  beheld  a  house  that  was  of  marble  and 
had  fair  pillars  of  marble  before  it.  The  pillars 
were  hung  with  garlands,  and  within  and  without 
there  were  torches  of  cedar.  And  He  entered  the 
house. 

And  when  He  had  passed  through  the  hall  of 
chalcedony  and  the  hall  of  jasper,  and  reached  the 
long  hall  of  feasting,  Ha  saw,  lying  on  a  couch  of 
sea-purple,  one  whose  hair  was  crowned  with  red 
roses  and  whose  lips  were  red  with  wine. 

And  He  went  behind  him  and  touched  him  on 
the  shoulder,  and  said  to  him  :  "  Why  do  you  live 
like  this?" 

And  the  young  man  turned  round  and  recog- 
nized Him.  and  made  answer  and  said  :  "  But  I 
was  a  leper  once  and  you  healed  me.  How  else 
should  I  live  ?" 

And  He  passed  out  of  the  house  and  went  again 
into  the  street. 

And  after  a  little  while  He  saw  one  whose  face 
and  raiment  were  painted,  and  whose  feet  were 
shod  with  pearls,  and  behind  her  came,  slowly  as 
a  hunter,  a  young  man  who  wore  a  cloak  of  two 
colors.  Now  the  face  of  the  woman  was  as  the 
fair  face  of  an  idol,  and  the  eyes  of  the  young  man 
were  bright  with  lust.       • 

And  He  followed  swiftly  and  touched  the  hand 
of  the  young  man,  and  said  to  him  :  "  Why  do  you 
look  at  this  woman  in  such  wise  ?  " 

And  the  young  man  turned  round  and  recog- 
nized Him,  and  said  :  "  But  I  was  blind  once,  and 
you  gave  me  sight.  At  what  else  should  I 
look?" 

And  He  ran  forward  and  touched  the  painted 
raiment  of  the  woman,  and  said  to  her  :  "  Is  there 
no  other  way  in  which  to  walk,  save  the  way  of 
sin  ?" 

And  the  woman  turned  round  and  recognized 
Him  and  laughed  and  said  :  "  But  you  forgave  me 
my  sins,  and  the  way  is  a  pleasant  way," 

And  He  passed  out  of  the  city. 

And  when  He  had  passed  out  of  the  city,  he  saw 
seated  by  the  roadside  a  young  man  who  was 
weeping. 

And  He  went  toward  him  and  touched  the  long 
locks  of  his  hair  and  said  to  him  :  "  Why  are  you 
weeping  ?  " 

And  the  young  man  looked  up  and  recognized 
Him,  and  made  answer:  "  But  I  was  dead  once 
and  you  raised  me  from  the  dead.  What  else 
should  I  do  but  weep  ?  " 


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silence  that  was  waged  by  the  critics  against  his 
poetical  effusions.  "  How  ought  I  to  meet  this 
conspiracy?"  he  asked.  "Join  it,"  replied  the 
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A  Novel  by  Jokai. 

"  Timar's  Two  Worlds  "  is  the  title  of  an  author- 
ized translation,  made  by  Mrs.  Hegan  Kennard,  of 
one  of  Maunis  Jokai's  novels.  It  is  an  excellent 
example  of  the  Hungarian  novelist's  best  work — a 
long  story,  artistically  constructed  and  graphically 
told,  full  of  action,  and,  at  the  same  time,  strong  in 
its  analysis  of  character  and  motives.  Timar  is 
called  "'  the  Man  of  Gold  "  from  the  marvelous  suc- 
cess that  attends  all  his  ventures.  We  first  see  him 
as  a  poor  captain  of  a  Greek  trading  vessel ;  sud- 
denly, he  seems  to  have  made  money  out  of  an 
army  contract,  and  from  that  time  everything  he 
touches  turns  to  gold,  until  he  can  count  his  wealth 
by  millions  and  is  a  power  among  the  great  Hun- 
garian magnates. 

But  he  can  not  buy  his  own  happiness,  for  the 
girl  he  loves,  and  who  marries  him  through  grati- 
tude, had  already  given  her  heart  to  another  ;  and 
in  time  he  organizes  another  home  on  an  unknown 
island  in  the  Danube,  where  he  leads  an  idyllic 
existence  for  six  months  in  the  year.  But  this 
double  life  can  not  last,  and  he  is  on  the  point  of 
choosing  between  his  two  worlds,  intending  to 
leave  the  world  and  retire  to  the  island  with  No6mi 
and  their  child,  when  a  villain— a  cosmopolitan 
scamp  such  as  only  the  Orient  can  produce — comes 
down  upon  him  like  a  Nemesis  and  threatens  to 
bring  the  great  fabric  of  his  wealth  thundering 
about  his  ears. 

For  the  corner-stone  of  his  fortune  was  certain 
jewels  and  treasure  intrusted  to  him  by  a  refugee 
from  the  Sultan's  cupidity,  and  Timar's  wife  is  the 
daughter  of  that  refugee  and  rightful  owner  of  the 
beginnings  of  his  riches.  He  has  robbed  her  of 
her  wealth  and  of  the  opportunity  to  wed  the  man 
she  loves,  and  he  has  stolen  the  love  of  Noemi,  his 
island  mate,  and  taken  from  her  all  chance  of  hap- 
piness and  respectability  among  her  kind.  But  he 
loves  No£mi,  and  eventually  he  disappears  and  lets 
himself  be  thought  dead,  leading  a  pastoral  and 
finally  a  patriarchal  life  in  his  island  home. 

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New  Publications. 
The  story  of  Cecil  Rhodes's  high-handed  but 
sure-handed  proceedings  in  Africa  is  graphically 
told  in  a  little  book  entitled  "The  Downfall  of 
Lobengula."  It  is  a  concise  record  of  the  cause, 
history,  and  probable  results  of  the  recent  war  in 
Matabeleland,  compiled  by  W.  A.  Wills  and  L.  T. 
Collingridge.  Major  W.  P.  Forbes  supplies  a  con- 
nected narrative  of  the  campaign,  accompanied  by 
maps,  and  chapters  are  contributed  by  Rider  Hag- 
gard, F.  C.  Selous,  Sir  John  Willoughby,  and  P. 
S.  Wrey.  Published  at  the  African  Review  Office, 
London. 

"The  Unbidden  Guest,"  by  Ernest  William 
Hornung,  is  a  short  novel  in  an  Australian  setting, 
but  it  has  little  local  color — unless  the  vulgarity  of 
the  personages  is  particularly  antipodean.  The 
"  unbidden  guest "  purports  to  be  the  daughter  of 
a  Yorkshireman  who  goes  alone  to  Melbourne  to 
visit  the  family  of  an  old  friend  of  her  father.  The 
two  old  men  had  had  but  little  communication  in 
thirty  years,  and  the  girl's  father  writes  that  she 
may  seem  a  little  bold  at  first  ;  but  the  reader  sees 
at  once  that  the  young  woman  who  marches  in 
upon  Mr.  Teesdale's  household  is  ah  impostor. 
She  does  not  need  to  play  her  cards  well,  for 
Teesdale  and  his  family  are  supernaturally  un- 
sophisticated. Moreover,  the  son  of  the  house  of 
Teesdale,  an  innocent  babe  of  some  thirty-odd 
vears,  falls  in  love  with  "  Missy,"  as  the  girl  calls 
herself,  and  is  not  cured  of  his  passion  when  he 


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ruined  by  a  melodramatic  blackleg  is  in  her  favor, 
but  she  does  not  arouse  a  lively  sympathy  in  the 
reader  ;  and  she  is  the  most  interesting  person  in 
the  book.  The  others  are  all  narrow  in  their  views, 
both  by  lack  of  education  and  lack  of  capacity. 
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Henry  Norman ,  an  English  journalist  who  visited 
the  land  of  the  Mikado  some  two  years  ago  and 
recorded  his  impressions  in  one  of  the  London 
journals,  has  gathered  his  papers  on  Japanese  life 
into  a  volume  entitled  "The  Real  Japan."  We 
noticed  it  on  its  first  appearance,  but  the  revised  edi- 
tion will  be  read  with  especial  interest  at  the  present 
time.  The  greater  part  of  his  space  is  devoted  to 
description  of  the  manners  and  customs  of  the 
Japs,  and  some  of  his  chapters — notably  that  on 
"The  Yoshiwara" — are  almost  as  frank  and  un- 
prejudiced by  conventions  as  the  funny  little 
people  he  writes  about.  Mr.  Norman  here  steers 
a  middle  course  between  the  ecstasies  of  Sir  Edwin 
Arnold  and  the  stiff-necked  insularity  of  Clement 
Scott.  But  at  least  two  of  his  chapters  are  very 
timely  reading  just  now — ' '  Japan  for  the  Japanese  " 
and  "The  Future  of  Japan."  Published  by  T. 
Fisher  Unwin.  London.' 

Tolstoi's  third  son  has  followed  in  the  footsteps 
of  his  father  in  taking  up  the  literary  career,  but  if 
we  may  judge  by  his  first  effort,  he  has  inherited 
his  progenitor's  latter-day  vices  without  any  of  the 
virtue  of  strength  shown  in  the  novelist's  earlier 
work.  He  has  written  only  a  novelette  so  far,  and 
it  is  appearing  in  French  in  La  Revue  Bleue,  from 
which  the  introduction  has  been  translated  by  the 
Literary  Digest  as  follows  : 

"Sensuality  (said  Vassili  Nicbolaievitch)  is  the  most 
common  disease  in  society,  and  is  most  dangerous.  It  is 
a  terrible  sickness,  and  so  terrible  because  we  do  not 
know  it.  All,  without  exception,  are  tainted,  old  and 
young,  celibates  as  well  as  those  married.  From  it 
spring  all  our  sufferings  and  our  restlessness.  We  model 
our  lives  according  to  it,  and  we  end  them,  being  as 
much  in  need  of  it  as  the  drunkard  is  of  his  liquor.  One 
of  my  colleagues  told  me  the  other  evening  that  he  could 
not  look  upon  a  woman  without  desiring  her.  .  .  .  And  I 
have  constantly  before  my  mind's  eye  the  unhappy  figure 
of  a  miserable  young  man  who  died  from  that  disease. 
He  was  a  student,  and  the  doctors  claimed  that  be  died 
from  consumption.  But  he  did  not  die  from  consump- 
tion, he  died  from  sensuality,  a  disease  the  doctors  do  not 
know,  and  the  worst  of  all.  I  knew  him  only  the  last 
few  months  of  his  life.  I  remember  several  talks  of  his, 
which  he  gave  me  on  evenings  when  his  nerves  were  un- 
strung. He  told  me  his  life  and  the  tortures  he  had 
undergone  in  the  gradual  dying  of  his  better  self.  Before 
he  died,  he  gave  me  a  small,  blue  pamphlet  in  which  he 
had  noted  down — without  style  and  method — the  most 
remarkable  incidents  of  his  life.  Here  it  is.  Hitherto  1 
have  guarded  it  most  scrupulously." 

The  contents  of  this  blue  pamphlet  constitute 
the  story,  which  is  far  more  horrible  than  that  of 
"The  Kreutzer  Sonata";  it  harps  on  the  theme 
that  no  man,  woman,  or  child  is  pure. 

"  Very  young  minds  are  susceptible  of  the  charm 
that  is  felt  upon  seeing  an  event  emerge  naturally 
from  its  causes,"  writes  Professor  John  Fiske  in  the 
preface  to  his  ' '  History  of  the  United  States  for 
Schools,"  and  he  has,  therefore,  told  the  story  of 
our  country  in  such  a  way  as  to  make  it  clear  how 
one  event  led  to  another,  hoping  that  the  pupil's 
interest  will  in  this  way  be  sustained,  "  even  in  the 
absence  of  stories  like  Putnam  and  the  wolf." 
After  two  introductory  chapters  on  "  Ancient 
America"  and  "  The  Discovery  of  America,"  Pro- 
fessor Fiske  tells  the  story  of  the  colonization  of 
North  America,  from  the  coming  of  the  Spaniards 
in  the  last  years  of  the  fifteenth  century  to  the 
overthrow  of  New  France,  1689-1763.  The  revolu- 
tion, from  1763  to  1789,  is  disposed  of  in  three 
chapters  :  "  Causes  and  Beginnings,"  "'  The 
Winning  of  Independence,"  and  "The  Critical 
Period,"  from  1783  to  1789.  The  third  division, 
"The  Federal  Union,"  extends  from  1789  to  the 
present  time,  including  the  "  period  of  weakness" 
from  1789  to  1815,  that  of  Westward  expansion, 
lasting  until  1850,  that  in  which  slavery  and  seces- 
sion were  the  great  questions,  and,  finally,  "Re- 
cent Events."  There  is  also  an  appendix,  contain- 
ing the  constitution,  various  tables  relating  to  the 
States  and  Territories,  bibliographies  of  events 
and  periods,  a  pronouncing  vocabulary,  and  an  in- 
dex. Each  chapter  is  supplied  with  a  topical 
analysis,  suggestive  questions,  and  directions  for 
teachers,  prepared  by  Dr.  Frank  A.  Hill,  and  the 
illustrations,  maps,  etc.,  are  numerous  and  well 
chosen.  Published  by  Houghton.  Mifflin  &  Co., 
Boston  ;  price,  51.00. 


Just  after  the  last  Russo  -  Turkish  War,  the 
author  of  "  An  Englishman  in  Paris  "  happened  to 
have  some  business  to  transact  with  a  well-known 
maker  of  surgical  appliances,  and,  while  he  and  a 
friend  were  talking  to  one  of  the  members  of  the 
firm,  they  noticed  a  number  of  wooden  legs  be- 
ing packed  for  consignment  to  Constantinople. 
"  Rather  an  eloquent  protest  against  the  war," 
said  the  member  of  the  firm,  pointing  to  the  cases. 
"Yes,"  replied  Mr.  Vandam's  friend,  "they  are 
stump  speeches." 

"  Deuced  awistocwatic  place  to  bathe,  Chilly." 
"Why  tho?"  "Every  wave  has  a  cwest,  you 
know  !  " — Harper  s  Weekly. 


POE   AND    "THE  BELLS.' 


Henry  Sartain,  a  son  of  the  famous  engraver, 
John  Sartain,  thus  tells  how,  in  1851,  Poe's  poem, 
"  The  Bells,"  was  first  published  in  Sartain' s  Mag- 
azine : 

"  Poe  came  into  the  office  one  day,  and,  handing  ! 
father  a  stanza    in   manuscript,   asked   him  what  i 
he  thought  of  it.     Father  looked  it  over  and  said 
he  thought  it  pretty  good.     '  Is  it  worth  five  dol- 
lars ? '  asked  Poe.     Father  said  he  thought  it  was,  j 
and  paid  him  the  money.     The  poem  was  the  first 
stanza  of  '  The  Bells.'    A  week  or  so  later,  Poe  again 
sauntered  into  the  office,  with  the  remark  :  '  Well,  1 
John,  I  see  you  haven't   printed   my  poem    yet.'  : 
Father  replied  that  he  had  not,  because  of  lack  of  ' 
space.     '  Well,  I've  got  another  stanza  here.     Will  | 
you  let  me  have  a  five  on  it?'    The  man  looked  so 
utterly  wretched  that  father  paid  him  the  money  ! 
and  took  the  stanza.     Still  another  installment  of 
two  additional  stanzas  followed  within  a  month,  and 
then  it  was  that  the  poem  was  first  printed." 

Another  interesting  note  on  the  same  poem  is 
furnished  by  E.  S.  Ellis,  who  writes  to  the  New 
York  Sun  : 

"The  late  John  S.  Hart,  LL.  D.,  was  editor  of  \ 
Sartain  s Magazine  when  Poe's  poem,  '  The  Bells,'  ' 
first  appeared  in  its  pages.     One  day,  while  princi- 
pal  of  the  Normal  School  at  Trenton,  N.  J.,  Dr. 
Hart  told  me  that  he  accepted  that  poem  and  kept 
it   in   hand  several   months  before   publishing   it. 
After  it  appeared,  Dr.  Hart  said  he  discovered  that  : 
Poe  had  sold  the  same  poem  to  two  other  publish- 
ers,  and  had  received  pay  therefor  from  both  of 
them.     Dr.  Hart  named  the  publishers,  as  well  as 
that  of  the  autograph  collector  to  whom  he  presented 
the  original  copy  of  the  poem,  but  at  this   late  | 
day  I  can  not  recall  any  one  of  them.     Probably  I 
am  wrong,  but  I  have  the  impression  that  Graham's 
Magazine  was  one  of  the  publications,  and  that  the 
other  was  a  periodical  issued  in  Baltimore.    '  There 
is    no  doubt  on  the  point,'  said  Dr.    Hart,  '  and 
since  the  three  prices  combined  were  less  than  the 
poem  was  worth,  I  never  complained  or  referred  to 
the  matter  afterward  when  I  met  Poe."  " 


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TH  E 


ARGONAUT. 


September  17,  1894. 


The  fads  and  fancies  of  the  public  in  theatrical 
representations  are  not  to  be  gauged  by  any  known 
standard  or  measured  by  any  former  demonstra- 
tion. No  sooner  is  one  certain  that  the  public  does 
not  like  a  particular  kind  of  play  or  a  particular 
class  of  actor,  than  that  play  and  that  actor  will  be- 
come the  apple  of  the  public's  eye.  You  hear  that 
the  public  will  no  longer  tolerate  the  legitimate,  and 
the  next  thing  you  hear  is  that  Ward  and  James 
play  to  crowded  houses.  You  hear  that  Daly's 
company  in  classic  comedy  is  the  adored  of  the 
public,  and  when  you  go  to  a  performance  of  "  As 
You  Like  It "  you  find  the  theatre  half  empty. 
The  public  worships  before  the  shrine  of  the  stage 
professional  beauty  and  the  stage  pugilist  at  one 
moment,  at  the  next  has  lighted  its  taper  and  bowed 
its  knee  before  the  rose-wreathed  altars  of  the  so- 
ciety actress  and  the  respectable,  British  middle- 
class  artiste  with  a  husband  and  half  a  dozen  chil- 
dren. 

One  can  lay  down  no  rules  about  the  taste  of  this 
great,  capricious,  restless  body.  One  can  not  even 
agree  with  those  pessimists  who  think  that  a  the- 
atrical representation  has  only  got  to  be  bad  enough 
to  be  an  assured  success.  The  public  have  been 
known  to  have  sporadic  outbursts  of  good  taste. 
They  have  damned  poor  performances  and  encour- 
aged good  ones.  The  Philistine  is  always  with  us, 
like  the  poor  ;  but,  as  there  have  been  good  In- 
dians, there  have  also  been  intelligent  Philistines, 
who,  if  they  had  not  the  sense  to  know  what  was 
good  from  what  was  bad,  had  the  sense  to  keep  still 
till  the  fiat  had  gone  forth  from  high  places. 

In  its  sudden  craze  for  what  are  called  "  living 
pictures,"  the  public  has  once  more  broken  out  into 
one  of  its  customary  fits  of  defiant  willfulness.  The 
public  has  at  least  the  courage  of  its  convictions, 
and,  unlike  the  self- distrustful  individual,  is  never 
afraid  of  its  own  opinions.  It  has  been  bold  in  its  ad- 
vocacy of  the  living  pictures.  It  has,  thronged  to 
see  them  in  all  their  crude  and  meretricious  garish- 
ness.  It  has  even  evinced  a  mild,  bourgeois  prefer- 
ence for,  such  pictures  as  depicted  scenes  of  irre- 
proachable domestic  peace  and  respectability. 
The  enthusiastic  paragrapher  has  tried  to  hide 
from  a  censorious  world  this  weakness  of  taste  by 
stating  that  the  popular  pictures  have  been  of  the 
picturesquely  unconventional  type.  But  the  public 
scorns  to  own  the  sportive  charge.  In  the  three 
exhibitions  of  these  tableaux  now  in  progress  in 
New  York,  it  has  openly  acknowledged  its  prefer- 
ence for  a  picture  commemorating  a  scene  from  the 
late  war  at  Koster  and  Bial's,  for  a  representation  of 
the  popular  "  Me  and  Jack"  at  the  Garden  The- 
atre, and  for  a  copy  of  the  painting  called  "  Com- 
rades," representing  a  soldier  supporting  and  pro- 
tecting his  wounded  broth er-in-arms,  at  the  Empire 
Theatre.  This  is  certainly  an  evidence  of  a  taste 
sufficiently  mild  and  conventional  to  recommend  it 
to  the  consideration  of  the  British  Matron. 

Since  the  public  has  evinced  this  vague,  barbaric 
desire  to  gaze  upon  the  pictured  masterpieces  of 
the  great  dead  and  the  great  living,  there  is  no 
reason  why  it  should  not  have  its  artistic  percep- 
tions cultivated  by  the  study  of  pictures  which  are 
really  fine  and  which  could  be  represented  in  a 
really  artistic  manner.  Some  of  the  subjects  chosen 
have  been  good,  but  the  treatment  of  them  has,  as 
a  rule,  been  tawdry  and  crude.  The  solemn  poetry 
of  Millet's  "  Angelus,"  the  restful  harmonies  of  the 
brown  soil,  the  glow  of  sunset  touching  the  ridged 
field,  the  distant  church-spire,  the  two  toil-worn 
figures  in  dull-hued  draperies,  can  not  but  succumb 
when  the  picture  is  reproduced  in  the  hard,  glaring 
tints  of  a  chromo.  The  solid  nymphs  of  Beyschlag, 
the  stalwart,  muscular  matrons  of  Thuraann,  which, 
being  executed  by  a  clever  craftsman  without  the 
divine  essence  called  soul,  are  much  easier  to  re- 
produce^— are  also  injured  in  their  "  living  picture  " 
representations  by  the  same  crudity  in  the  coloring, 
the  same  unintelligent  selection  of  models. 

To  the  making  of  a  successful  tableau  there  go 
many  things  ;  but  the  most  important  of  these  is 
a  model  in  harmony  with  the  sentiment  of  the 
picture.  The  people  competent  to  make  this 
choice  must  have  that  trained,  artistic  eye,  that 
something  more  than  the  mere  decorator's  percep- 
tion of  form  and  color,  which  go  to  the  making 
of  the  fine,  critical  faculty.  It  is  easy  enough  to 
pose  a  well-made  model  after  the  figure  in  a  well- 
known  picture.  Where  the  skill  comes  in  is  to  know 
which  model  to  select ;  which  woman,  under  the 
glare  of  calcium  fight,  through  the  subduing  me- 
dium of  stretched  gauze,  will  have  the  passion  and 
drarai  in  her  face  to  typify  the  fierce,  avenging 
;  which,  out  of  an  array  of  gawky  girls,  with 
yes  and  sandy  hair,  has  that  incipient  grace, 


that  ethereal,  spiritual  fineness  of  the  Psyche  that 
Apuleius  pictured. 

To  select  figures  for  tableaux  of  this  sort  re- 
quires an  exceptionally  fine  feeling  for  art  and 
sense  of  harmony.  The  average  arranger  of  tab- 
leaux chooses  his  subjects  for  their  form  and 
feature,  disregarding  expression  and  the  subtle 
sympathy  of  the  face  with  the  soul  within.  Such  a 
one  will  choose  as  his  model  for  the  popular  Ger- 
man Medea  some  black-browed  and  splendidly 
scowling  young  girl,  whose  dark,  exotic  counte- 
nance is  yet  a  blank  page  for  the  coming  years  to 
write  upon.  A  model  is  chosen  for  the  "Vestal 
Tuccia  "  because  she  has  pretty  arms,  and  the  up- 
raised face  of  the  despairing  votaress  will  probably 
have  the  frivolous  mouth  and  tip-tilted  nose  of  this 
modern,  meagre  time  of  ours.  A  handsome 
woman  near  middle-age  is  chosen  to  be  put  behind 
the  prison-bars  for  Miiller's  Charlotte  Corday,  be- 
cause she  has  a  broad,  full-blown  comeliness  and 
big,  black  eyes,  the  arranger  of  the  tableau  over- 
looking the  fact  that  Charlotte  Corday  was  twenty- 
three  years  old  when  she  killed  Murat,  and  that  the 
inspired  look  of  the  self-selected  devotee  must  have 
shone  in  the  face  of  this  strange,  exalted  being. 

In  the  choice  of  a  model  there  are  also  other 
points  to  be  considered.  With  the  aid  of  lights, 
distance,  and  the  intervening  layers  of  gauze, 
strange  transformations  can  be  made  to  take  place 
in  faces  that  appear  ugly  or  inexpressive.  The 
trained  eye  of  the  experienced  arranger  of  tableaux 
finds  good  material  where  the  novice  would  find 
nothing.  A  passte,  faded,  thin  woman,  under  a 
skillful  arrangement  of  lights,  shadows,  and 
draperies  of  well-chosen  tones,  can  be  transformed 
into  a  vision  of  such  exquisite,  transparent,  fragile 
loveliness  that  the  rich-hued,  luxuriant  beauty 
looks  coarse- fibred,  thick,  and  vulgar  beside  her. 
A  nymph  more  delicate  and  ethereal  than  any 
Bodenhausen  ever  painted  may,  with  the  aid  of 
lights,  distance,  and  a  skillful  disposition  of  colors, 
be  made  from  a  haggard,  withered  woman  of  forty. 

In  the  model  herself  much  of  the  success  of  the 
picture  lies,  not  alone  in  the  suitability  of  her  ap- 
pearance to  the  figure  represented,  but  in  her  in- 
telligence in  entering  into  the  spirit  of  the  picture. 
This  is  a  matter  of  the  greatest  importance.  All 
really  good  models  must  have  this  intelligence,  this 
capacity  for  dramatic  personation.  In  one  of 
Henry  James's  stories  there  is  a  description  of  two 
people — an  English  officer  and  his  wife — who,  be- 
ing reduced  in  circumstances,  try  to  obtain  em- 
ployment as  models  for  the  illustrators  of  modern 
books.  They  doubt  not  that  they  will  be  immediately 
successful,  because  they  are  so  much  more  like  the 
well-bred,  well-dressed,  aristocratic  types  that  the 
authors  wrote  of  than  the  common,  vulgar-looking 
models  who  hang  about  the  studios.  They  find  it, 
however,  almost  impossible  to  please  the  artist. 
They  have  not  the  instinct  of  how  to  pose.  A 
little,  thin,  under-sized,  ugly  girl,  dressed  in  some 
ragged  finery,  is  the  favorite  model  for  the  fine 
Lady  Gwendolens  and  Elaines  of  the  story-books. 
The  officer's  wife,  knowing  herself  so  much  more 
distinguished,  so  infinitely  more  elegant,  wonders 
at  the  artist's  preference  ;  and,  even  watching  the 
girl,  in  her  pale,  insignificant  ugliness,  posing  as 
some  conquering  beauty  of  the  novelist's  imagina- 
tion, can  not  understand  what  it  is  that  gives  this 
pallid,  ordinary  little  creature  her  strange,  artificial 
air  of  distinction  and  fineness. 

An  intelligent  model,  with  the  instinct  of  how  to 
pose,  with  the  feeling  for  dramatic  effect  which 
enables  her  to  comprehend  the  spirit  of  the  artist, 
contributes  as  much  to  the  success  of  the  tableau 
as  do  the  lights — and  this  is  saying  a  good  deal. 
With  such  a  one  to  interpret  the  meaning  of  the 
artist,  with  a  clever  manager  of  color  and  lights  to 
pose  the  figure,  with  an  intelligent  person,  who 
knows  the  limitations  in  the  way  of  perspective  and 
atmosphere  that  restrict  tableaux  on  every  side,  to 
choose  the  picture  to  be  represented,  the  "living 
picture  "  may  become  a  thing  of  real  artistic  beauty. 

In  selecting  the  picture  itself,  a  long,  dwindling 
background  is  a  thing  to  be  avoided.  Subjects 
that  have  but  few  figures,  and  those  more  or  less 
all  in  the  front  of  the  scene,  are  the  easiest  to  rep- 
resent. A  single  -  figure  study,  like  Vedder's 
Egyptian  Dancing  Girl,  the  dancer  leaning  in  lazy 
reverie  against  a  wall,  can,  with  a  good  model,  be 
made  brilliantly  picturesque.  Millais's  pictures  of 
two  figures,  such  as  "  The  Huguenots,"  who  stand 
against  an  ivy  -  covered  wall,  "  Effie  Deans," 
where  the  background  is  a  close  massing  of 
heavy  foliage,  could  be  reproduced  with  photo- 
graphic accuracy.  In  some  of  Alma  Tadema's 
paintings,  such  as  "  Pleading,"  his  favorite  setting 
of  marble  lines  and  columns,  printed  against  the 
bright  blue  of  sky,  the  deep  blue  of  sea,  can  be 
represented  without  too  much  difficulty,  and  in 
these  pictures  the  clear,  pale  coloring,  the  classic 
lines  of  the  clinging  Greek  dress,  the  whiteness  of 
the  marble,  the  clean-cut  foliage  of  the  flowering 
oleander-trees,  make  up  into  an  ensemble  of  fas- 
cinating harmony.  There  are  many  of  Sir  Fred- 
erick Leighton's  simpler  paintings  which  lend 
themselves  to  tableau  representation.  Almost  all 
of  Toby  Rosenthal's  would.  Unfortunately  his 
"  Elaine  "  has  been  tried  so  often  by  the  ruthless 
amateur,  that  nearly  every  one  has  some  absurd 
recollection  in  connection  with  it. 


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"  Aladdin,  Jr.,"  is  now  in  its  fourth  month  in 
Chicago.  It  is  said  to  be  the  most  elaborate  of  Man- 
ager Henderson's  extravaganzas. 

Charlie  Dungan  is  in  the  cast  of  Delia  Fox's  com- 
pany in  "The  Little  Trooper,"  just  produced  in 
New  York,  and  Adolf  Bauer,  formerly  of  the 
Tivoli,  leads  the  orchestra. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Kendal  are  now  in  Chicago,  and 
will  soon  come  to  the  Baldwin,  presenting  Tom 
Taylor's  comedy-drama,  "  Lady  Clancarty,"  and  a 
new  play  entitled  "  A  Political  Woman." 

Edwin  Milton  Royle's  comedy,  "Friends,"  will 
be  continued  at  the  California  Theatre  through  the 
coming  week,  each  performance  being  followed  by 
the  exhibition  of  a  series  of  living  pictures. 

The  new  Savoy  opera  is  to  be  by  Sir  Arthur 
Sullivan,  but,  instead  of  Gilbert,  F.  C.  Burnand, 
the  editor  of  Punch,  will  furnish  the  libretto.  It  is 
not  a  new  opera,  but  a  rehabilitation  by  both  com- 
poser and  librettist  of  ' '  The  Contrabandista," 
which  they  wrote  together  many  years  ago,  it  being 
Sullivan's  earliest  work  of  importance. 

Manager  Friedlander,  of  the  California  Theatre, 
is  so  well  satisfied  with  the  interest  taken  in  his 
living  pictures  that  he  contemplates  bringing  out  a 
cycle  of  tableaux  representing  mythological  and 
other  legends  in  continued  pictures,  accompanied 
by  commentaries  and  appropriate  readings.  He  is 
also  preparing  a  matinSe  series  devoted  to  Mother 
Goose  and  Kate  Greenaway  stories. 

On  Monday  night  Henry  Irving  will  produce  at 
Bristol,  England,  a  little  one-act  piece  by  Dr. 
Conan  Doyle,  which  he  has  had  in  his  possession 
for  some  time.  It  is  called  "  A  Straggler  of  "15," 
the  principal  character  being  an  old  Guardsman,  a 
survivor  of  Waterloo.  The  old  man  is  drawn  with 
much  humor  and  pathos,  and  will  give  Mr.  Irving  i 
an  opportunity  for  an  absolutely  new  impersona-  , 
tion. 

A  correspondent  writes  us  from  Denver,  Col.,  to 
correct  our  repetition  of  an  Eastern  journal's 
error,  that  Edwin  HofF  was  engaged  to  sing  with  , 
Lillian  Russell  in  England.  "  Edwin  HofF,"  he 
writes,  "  is  now  in  this  city,  where  he  has  estab- 
lished a  conservatory  of  vocal  music.  Colorado 
being  the  home  of  his  wife's  family,  Mr.  HofF  an- 
nounces his  intention  of  making  this  his  permanent  , 
home." 

The  living   pictures   at  the    California  Theatre  , 
during  the  past  week  have  proved  a  potent  attrac-  | 
tion,  and  the  new  series  announced  for  next  week 
will  doubtless  duplicate  their  success.     Among  the  | 
new  subjects  for  the  coming  week  are  "  Sappho," 
"Cleopatra,"   "Cupid   and  the  Butterfly,"   "The 
Banana  Girl,"   "The  Surprise,"    "The    Trial    of1 
Constance     de    Beverly,"    "Little    Red    Riding - 
Hood,"  "  The  Star  of  Night,"  "The  Sirens,"  and  1 
the  "  Naiad  Queen."    A  number  of  young  women 
who  have  not  heretofore  posed  will  be  seen  in  the 
pictures  on  Monday  evening. 

"  Don  Juan  (Ad  Lib),"  described  as  a  grand  spec- 
tacular burlesque  in  three  acts,  the  book  by  John 
P.  Wilson  and  the  music  by  Joseph  Hirschbach,  is 
to  be  produced  at  the  Tivoli  Opera  House  on  Mon- 
day evening.  The  cast  of  characters  will  be  as 
follows  : 

Haidee,  Tillie  Salinger;  Zoe,  Gracie  Plaisted;  Lam- 
bro,  Thomas  C.  Lcary ;  Muley,  Ferris  Hartman  ; 
Lord  Bateman,  John  J.  Raffacl ;  Stripes,  Phil  Bran- 
son; Desperado,  George  Olmi ;  Pedrillo,  John  P.  Wil- 
son ;  Coralie,  Alice  Neilson  ;  Traloola,  Vera  Werden  ; 
Tralalee,  Irene  Mull ;  First  Merchant,  Fred  Kavanaugh ; 
Second  Merchant,  Ashley  Barkalew  ;  Baritone,  G.  Napo- 
leon! ;  Windlass,  George  Coombs. 


DCCLXXIII.— Bill  of  Fare  for  Six  Persons,  Sunday, 

September  16,  1894. 

Cream  of  Celery  Soup. 

Nutmeg  Melons. 

Soft-Shell  Crabs. 

Collalu. 

Vegetable  Marrow.     Egg  Plant. 

Roast  Veal.     Sweet  Potatoes. 

Tomatoes,  Mayonnaise  Dressing. 

Frozen  Peaches  and  Cream. 

Fancy  Cakes.     Fruits. 

Coffee. 

COLLALU. — Take  one  quart  peeled  tomatoes,  one  pinLof 

okra ;  put  them  into  stew  with  one  slice  of  minced  ham  ; 

stew  thein  an  hour,  then  add  one  pound  of  hashed  meat 

and  one  onion  ;  season   highly  with  pepper  and  salt  and 

let  remain  on  the  stove  one  hour.     It  may  be  eaten  with 

boiled  rice. 

—  Knox's    Sparkling    Gelatine    received 

the  only  medal  at  World's  Fair.     The  new  granu- 

I  lated  package  dissolves  in  two  minutes.     Makes  one 

pint  more  jelly  than  shred.     Ask  your  grocer  for  it. 


For  rashes,  pimples,  and  blotches,  Ayer's  Sarsa- 
parilla  is  an  unequaled  specific. 


—  Visiting-cards,  playing-cards,  purses, 
card-cases,  traveling-bags  and  valises,  in  our  Sta- 
tionery Department.  Best  goods  and  lowest  prices. 
Sanborn,  Vail  &  Co.,  741  Market  Street. 


—  For  engagement,  wedding,  and  birth- 
day  presents  do  not  fail  to  visit  S.  &  G.  Gump's, 
113  Geary  Street. 


Health,  comfort,  and  happiness  abound  in  homes 
where  "  Garland"  Stoves  and  Ranges  are  used. 
■ — -^ — ■ 
—  Wedding  invitations  at  Cooper's. 

Literary  fame  does  not  always  mean  wealth  in 
France.  In  the  list  of  tobacco-shop  licenses  just 
published  appear  the  names  of  the  widows  of  John 
Lcmoinne  and  Camille  Rousset,  the  Academicians. 


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When  baby  is  teething  or  feverish,  ask  your  drug- 
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Friend — "That  villain  in  your  new  play  is  a 
masterpiece.  Where  did  you  get  the  character  ?  " 
Dramatist — "I  imagined  a  man  possessed  of  all 
the  varieties  of  wickedness  which  my  wife  ascribes 
to  me  when  she  gets  mad."  —Pearson's  Weekly. 


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Monday,    September    17th.     Third   and    Last 
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September  17,  1894. 


THE 


ARGONAUT. 


11 


VANITY    FAIR. 


The  new  tariff  does  not  greatly  affect  things  of 
interest  to  women.  Two,  and  only  two,  of  woman's 
necessities  are  on  the  free  list :  suede  gloves  and 
needles.  On  all  the  other  hundred  and  one  things 
that  go  to  take  up  a  woman's  shopping  hour,  there 
is  little  relief  as  regards  price.  For  the  very 
wealthy,  imported  gowns,  jewels,  real  laces,  and 
Dresden  and  Worcester  china  are  a  little  cheaper. 
The  less  wealthy  will  find  that  inexpensive  wash- 
dresses  and  shirt-waists,  upon  which  they  have 
been  paying  fifty  per  cent.,  they  will  now  be  able 
to  get  by  paying  forty.  Inexpensive  trimming 
laces  will  be  a  little  more  reasonable.  Furs  have 
come  down  only  five  per  cent.  You  still  pay  thirty 
per  cent,  on  astrakhan.  Housekeepers  can  get 
blankets  for  less  money  than  before.  A  pair  that 
cost  four  dollars  and  eighty  cents  (worth  about 
three  dollars)  last  winter,  can  now  be  bought  for 
three  dollars  and  seventy-five  cents,  and  so  on  all 
the  way  up.  In  carpets  the  duty  in  the  McKinley 
bill  was  forty  per  cent. ,  and  forty  per  cent,  it  re- 
mains. "Mr.  Wilson  little  knew,"  says  the  Illus- 
trated American,  "inputting  thegantde  suede  on 
the  free  list  what  he  was  doing.  To  prevent  the 
American  woman  on  this  side  from  asking  her 
friend,  relative,  and  acquaintance  in  Paris  to  send 
over  gloves  ;  to  stop  her  in  her  delight  at  invent- 
ing methods  of  smuggling  them  over  ;  to  save  her 
lies,  postage,  and  much  writing  as  to  shade,  size, 
and  number  of  buttons  ;  for  saving  the  nerves  of 
the  friend,  relative,  or  acquaintance  in  Paris  ;  for 
sparing  them  the  discomfort  of  following  the  sail- 
ing lists  to  discover  an  amiable  returning  friend, 
relative,  or  acquaintance  ;  for  sparing  the  amiable 
returning  tourist  the  trouble  of  hiding  the  gloves 
in  his  luggage,  of  lying  about  them  if  attacked  on 
the  wharf  by  the  customs  officer,  and  of  forward- 
ing them  by  hand  or  express,  on  arriving,  to  some 
distant  part  of  the  country  ;  for  again  saving  the 
American  woman  the  exertion  of  sending  back  the 
gloves,  the  size  or  color  not  being  exactly  right ; 
for  bringing  about  a  condition'  of  things  where  all 
this  is  to  be  avoided — Mr.  Wilson  deserves  the 
thanks  of  the  people.  What  so  fine  as  the  soft, 
well-fitting,  easily  put  on,  dainty,  tan  suede  gloves  ? 
What  so  cheap  ?  No  wonder  we  have  sent  for 
them,  smuggled  them,  and  delighted  over  them. 
No  wonder  we  shall  miss  it  all,  now  that  it  is  to  be, 
no  more." 

An  odd  advance  guard  of  the  army  of  the  eman- 
cipated women  of  the  future  (says  the  New  York 
Tribune)  is  the  unchaperoned  and  unattached 
young  woman  who  is  now  not  infrequently  seen  at 
the  various  watering-places.  If  in  well-to-do  cir- 
cumstances, she  is  generally  accompanied  by  a 
maid  and  a  poodle,  and  drives  a  smart  little  trap  of 
her  own.  She  is  absolutely  and  entirely  self-pro- 
tective and  self-sufficient  in  the  most  liberal  sense 
of  the  word,  and  as  a  rule  is  very  well-behaved. 
She  is  apt  to  be  good-looking,  and  she  is  almost 
sure  to  dress  beautifully.  Without  being  in  the 
least  masculine,  she  is  a  bit  of  an  athlete,  and 
understands  sports  of  all  kinds  uncommonly  well, 
and  is  altogether  "up  to  date,"^fn  de  siecle,  every- 
thing that  expresses  the  latest  earthly  develop- 
ment of  her  sex.  She  talks  daringly  on  many 
subjects.  She  is  more  of  a  woman's  woman  than 
a  man's  woman  as  a  rule,  and  although  frank  and 
free  in  her  manner,  is  clever  enough  to  keep  her- 
self from  being  talked  about  unpleasantly,  so  that 
although  the  conservative  matrons  with  whom  she 
is  associated  wonder  at  her,  they  do  not  altogether 
disapprove  of  her,  and  permit  her  to  be  intimate 
with  their  daughters.  They  even  afford  her  the 
benefit  of  their  protection  when  conventionality 
demands  that  she  should  have  a  chaperon  at  a  ball, 
accepting  her  as  a  watering-place  acquaintance,  to 
be  or  not  to  be  continued  hereafter,  as  circum- 
stances may  determine.  These  floating  specimens 
of  unattached  young  womanhood  are  distinctly 
latter-day  developments,  and  that  they  are  ac- 
cepted and  tolerated  by  society  is  one  of  the  signs 
of  the  times  indicating  that  if  she  is  self-respecting 
and  capable,  a  woman  may  follow  the  bent  of 
reasonable  inclinations  without  offending  Mrs. 
Grundy. 

An  announcement  has  been  made  of  the  opening 
of  a  Toilet  Exhibition  in  London.  The  fairer  por- 
tion of  humankind  will  regard  an  exhibition  of  this 
sort  as  interesting  beyond  words,  if  it  could  only  be 
properly  carried  out.  What,  indeed,  could  rise  to 
a  greater  height  of  attractiveness  and  utility  than  a 
complete  exposition  of  all  articles  of  the  toilet, 
ancient  and  modern  ?  Only  the  vulgar  would  think 
of  it  as  a  collection  of  soaps,  towels,  brushes, 
combs,  and  such  like.  Soaps,  and  towels,  and 
brushes  would  rank  in  such  an  exhibition  merely 
like  the  clubs  and  bludgeons  of  pre-historic  society. 
In  such  a  show  there  would,  or  should  be,  dis- 
played all  sorts  of  mysterious  powders  and  liquids 
with  which  the  damask  rose  is  made  to  blush  upon 
a  pale  cheek,  and  the  dark  tresses  of  Cleopatra  to 
shine  with  gold.  There  should  be  exposed  all 
sorts  of  subtle  contrivances  in  false  hair  ;  the  pads, 
and  postiches,  and  other  crinal  ingenuities  with 
which  the  onset  of  Time  is  successfully  defied. 
The  delicate  art  of  perfumery  should  contribute  to 
such  a  display  the  thousand  fragrances  which  it  has 
stolen   from   the   world   of    flowers   to   enrich   the 


bower  of  beauty.  Sponges,  soft  and  white,  should 
mingle  with  exquisite  bathing-robes  and  dressing- 
gowns,  with  elegant  and  luxurious  slippers,  with 
ornate  cases  for  the  instruments  of  manicure,  with 
curling -longs,  dressing-cases,  pearl  dentifrices, 
violet  powder,  hair-extractors,  sea-salt,  and  tooth- 
paste. We  do  not  speak  of  the  department  re- 
served for  masculine  apparatus,  such  as  razors, 
shaving  utensils,  straps,  hair  restorers,  and  the 
like,  because  these  do  not  appeal  to  the  poetic  in- 
stinct like  a  parade  of  all  the  implements  of  female 
domination.  The  exhibition  is  something  like  a 
promise  to  the  curious  public  that  they  may  find 
out  how  it  is  that  so  many  ladies  never  grow  be- 
yond thirty  years  of  age.  We  only  wonder  at  the 
audacity  of  the  promoters,  if  they  be  gentlemen,  or 
at  the  devotion  to  scientific  truth,  if  they  be  ladies. 


An  exhibition  of  the  sort  should  include  ancient 
implements  of  the  toilet  as  well  as  modern.  The 
ladies  of  classic  times  were  quite  as  particular  as 
their  later  sisters  in  the  equipment  of  their  beauty. 
One  of  the  most  fashionable  articles  which  could 
be  presented  to  a  bride  in  old  Rome  was  the 
mundus  muliebris,  or  "Woman's  World,"  speci- 
mens of  which  have  been  dug  up  in  all  sorts  of  odd 
places.  It  contained  tiny  and  well-finished  forceps 
for  extracting  stray  hairs,  pencils  of  stone  and  steel 
to  blacken  the  eyelids,  boxes  for  unguents,  flasks 
for  perfumes,  combs  skillfully  cut  in  steel,  or  shell, 
or  silver,  and  implements  with  which  the  "belles" 
of  antiquity  assiduously  scraped  their  skins  on  leav- 
ing the  bath.  They  were  rather  badly  off  for  mir- 
rors, having  to  make  shift  for  the  most  part  with 
polished  metal.  And  then  again,  pins  had  not 
been  invented,  or  existed  only  in  the  shape  of  small 
spikes  of  bronze  and  iron.  The  maidens  and 
matrons  of  antiquity  were  in  many  respects  no 
doubt  quite  as  artificial  as  those  of  the  present  day. 
In  all  ages  this  unchangeable  tendency  of  the  sex 
to  improve  upon  Nature  and  to  resist  the  effects  of 
Time  has  existed.  The  practice  springs  from  an 
ineradicable  passion  to  be  admired  by  others. 
Some  will  go  to  the  utmost  lengths  to  gratify  it,  as, 
for  instance,  Pope's  heroine,  who  in  her  last  hour 
sighs  forth  her  disinclination  "to  look  ugly  when 
one's  dead.  So,  Betty,  give  this  cheek  a  little 
red."  There  are  beads  of  a  special  color  called, 
in  Africa,  "  to.wn-breakers,"  because,  to  acquire 
them,  women  will  do  almost  anything.  All 
over  Syria,  in  every  village,  there  are  two 
articles  which  the  traveler  will  always  find  in  a 
Mohammedan  peasant's  hut  :  one  is  a  page  of  the 
Koran  in  a  silk  bag,  and  the  other  is  a  bottle  of 
antimony  dust  with  a  stick  in  it,  with  which  the 
women  blacken  their  eyelashes.  The  purpose  of 
Amina  or  Zanoub  when  she  dips  the  stick  in  the 
black  dust  and  draws  it  between  her  eyelids  is  the 
same  as  that  of  Poppeia,  the  patrician  dame,  who 
bathed  every  day  in  warm  ass's  milk,  or  of  the 
British  beauty  who  makes  a  hole  in  her  ear  to  put 
a  pearl  there.  It  is  the  desire  for  admiration,  an 
eternal  and  natural  law  of  the  female  world,  to  be 
accepted,  perhaps,  as  part  of  the  providential  dis- 
pensation which  has  set  with  jewels  the  wings  of 
the  butterfly  and  the  humming-bird  and  the  train 
of  the  peacock.  Ornament  is  one  thing,  artificial 
enhancements  another  ;  but  if  it  be  a  sin  to  eke 
out  the  charms  of  waning  womanhood,  the  whole 
world  of  women  has  committed  it. 


An  argument,  urged  by  Kate  Field's  Washington, 
against  the  woman  cyclist  is  that  she  is  not  a  pict- 
uresque feature  of  the  landscape.  An  unprejudiced 
observer,  who  had  never  before  seen  either,  might 
say  that  a  woman  on  a  well-adjusted  wheel  looked 
as  well  if  not  better  than  a  woman  sitting  in  a 
bunch  on  a  side-saddle.  The  difference  is  largely 
in  the  fact  that  the  women  who  ride  horses  usually 
belong  to  the  class  who  can  afford  to  make  the  most 
of  themselves  under  any  circumstances,  while,  so 
far,  the  majority  of  women  cyclists  are  of  the  class 
that  must  consider  time  and  money  so  carefully  that 
they  can  seldom  be  well  dressed.  Society  women 
are  beginning  to  find  out  that  in  some  respects  the 
bicycle  is  a  more  convenient  and  trustworthy  steed 
than  a  horse,  and  when  good  tailors  learn  to  make 
wheeling  costumes  as  well  as  they  now  make  riding- 
habits — and  at  the  same  exorbitant  prices — we  may 
begin  to  think  a  pretty  girl  shows  to  as  much  ad- 
vantage on  a  wheel  as  on  a  horse. 


The  single-breasted  frock-coat  with  a  button  link, 
which  the  Prince  of  Wales  introduced  in  his  latest 
photograph,  has  been  extensively  copied  best  by  a 
class  that  the  prince  would  like  least  of  all  to  act  as 
fashion-leader  for.  It  is  a  curious  thing,  by  the 
way  {says  To-Day  J,  considering  the  prestige  that  it 
gives,  how  little  anxious  the  big  West  End  houses 
are  to  become  the  court  tailors.  It  is  a  position 
beset  with  thorns.  No  sooner  does  the  prince  in- 
troduce a  fashion  than  scores  flock  to  his  tailors'  to 
imitate  him.  This  annoys  the  prince  and  em- 
barrasses his  tailors,  who  stand  to  lose  custom  on 
one  side  and  prestige  on  the  other,  and  generally 
come  to  the  ground  between  the  two. 


It  is  difficult,  if  not  impossible,  to  define  the  pre- 
cise meaning  of  the  word  flirtation.  Perhaps  Lady 
Blessington  of  beauteous  memory  gave  the  nearest 
truthful  solution  when  she  said.:  "  C'est  faire  la 
cour  sans  consequence."     On  the  Continent,  Paris 


owes  the  advent  of  flirtation  to  the  American  colony, 
which,  within  the  last  ten  years,  has  singularly  modi- 
fied Parisian  ways  and  customs.  "  Le  flirt,"  as 
they  term  it,  has  slipped  unawares  into  the  noble 
Faubourg,  to  the  consternation  of  the  dowagers 
who  inaugurated  the  "  bal  blanc,"  where  only  young 
unmarried  girls  powerfully  chaperoned  were  ad- 
missible. This  providential  arrangement  was  meant 
to  promote  marriage  and  eliminate  the  flirtation  of 
frisky  matrons,  who  so  far  distracted  the  scions  of 
noble  houses  that  they  forgot  to  see  on  which  side 
their  bread  was  buttered  and  allowed  the  highest 
dowry  and  most  promising  esperance  to  pass  un- 
noticed. The  Yankee  girl,  with  her  beauty  and  go, 
was  an  undoubted  revelation  to  the  young  French- 
men. They  absolutely  went  off  their  heads,  as  if 
they  had  been  let  loose  in  Mohammed's  paradise. 
But  French  young  girls,  however  colorless,  are 
women  in  embryo,  and  by  degrees  they  began  to 
take  a  leaf  out  of  the  books  of  their  more  venture- 
some sisters.  The  daughters  of  Albion,  however 
"rapid,"  have  a  healthy  go-aheadness  about  them, 
promoted  by  the  freedom  and  exercise  of  their  daily 
life,  which  keeps  them  largely  out  of  harm's  way, 
and  once  married,  they  often  vanish  from  the  scene 
of  their  conquests  with  a  very  good  grace  ;  but  a 
Frenchwoman  is  a  hot-house  plant  —  fragile  yet 
strong.  The  blood  that  flows  in  her  veins  is  quick- 
silver. She  is  always  more  or  less  neurotic,  living 
in  a  fevered  and  intellectual  atmosphere  that  quick- 
ens sensation  and  thought.  Wealth  and  luxury 
mean  so  great  a  portion  of  enjoyment  in  Paris  that 
every  temptation  is  trebled.  So  flirtation,  acclima- 
tized, from  a  promising  benefit  has  grown  into  a 
social  evil,  and  French  mothers  are  no  longer  ex- 
empt from  the  anxiety  that  filial  submission  shielded 
them  from  so  long  !  The  most  bewitching  and 
dangerous  of  flirts  is  the  coy  Irish  girl.  Her  fem- 
ininity is  so  intense,  her  violet  eyes  and  fleeting 
color  have  a  charm  so  alluring,  that  few  men  can 
resist  them.  The  American  girl,  often  a  miracle  of 
prettiness,  is  too  matter-of-fact  There  is  a 
camaraderie  in  her  freedom  that  robs  her  of  her 
sex  and  makes  you  look  upon  her  as  a  good  fellow. 
Italian  women  can  not  understand  flirtation.  With 
them  it  is  love  or  nothing.  The  Russians,  and 
above  all  the  lovely  Polish  women,  are  consummate 
flirts  ;  so  are  the  Spaniards.  Germany  is  eaten  up 
with  a  mixture  of  sentimentality  and  sausage,  tran- 
scendental and  practical,  which  excludes  such  friv- 
olities. When  we  have  hunted  Love  off  the  face 
of  the  earth,  he  will  find  a  refuge  in  the  Vaterland. 


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Has  removed  from  its  previous  location  on  Hyde  Street 
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him  in  past  years. 
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BRYN  MAWK  COLLEGE,  BRYN  MAWR, 
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young  again,  can  find  an  Ideal  home  in  the 
pure  atmosphere  of  Santa  Cruz  County  upon 
a  ranch  of  ninety  acres.  The  ranch  has  upon 
it  a  commodious  residence  fully  furnished, 
and  with  modern  improvements  ;  a  good 
barn,  and  all  necessary  out-bulldlngs.  The 
orchards  are  planted  to  apples,  olives,  nuts, 
and  prunes,  all  bearing,  with  sufficient  yield 
to  give  a  man  all  the  outdoor  occupation  he 
desires.  Situated  not  far  from  a  railroad 
station. 

On  the  pluce  are  horses,  cows,  poultry, 
wagons,  carts,  and  all  needful  farming  Im- 
plements. Immediate  possession.  The 
owner's  reason  for  selling  Is  that  he  has  re- 
covered his  health  here  and  desires  to  re- 
turn to  active  business. 

Parties  desiring  such  a  ho>u 
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September  17,  1894. 


HER    BATHING-SUIT. 


A  Future  Benedict's  Mistake    Made  a  Sensation. 


"And  is  there  anything  I  can  do  for  you, 
Cynthia?"  She  hesitated  a  moment,  and  then  an- 
swered :  "Yes,  there  is,  Colville,  if  you  don't 
mind." 

"  My  darling,  I  shall  be  delighted." 
He  tried  to  speak  as  if  he  meant  what  he  said, 
but  it  required  an  effort.  Cynthia  was  not  only  a 
dear,  good  girl,  but  he  was  engaged  to  her.  Ac- 
cording to  the  novel,  he  should  have  flung  himself 
at  her  feet  when  she  preferred  her  request,  and 
vowed  to  go  through  fire  and  water  to  accomplish 
her  most  trifling  wish.  But  Colville  was  an  ordi- 
nary, every-dav  individual,  and  the  prospect  of  exe- 
cuting a  number  of  awkward  and  silly  commissions 
and  of  lugging  a  lot  of  parcels  from  London  to 
Folkestone  didn't  appeal  to  him.  He  was  com- 
pelled to  ask  the  question,  however,  hoping  that 
Cynthia  would  give  a  negative  reply.  To  his  dis- 
appointment, she  did  precisely  the  opposite. 

"  The  jeweler's  ?  "  he  suggested,  hopefully. 

Cynthia  shook  her  head. 

"  I  want  you  to  go  to  Mme.  Rossi — in  Bond 
Street,  you  know." 

"Yes,  dear,"  he  muttered]  faintly,  picturing  to 
himself  a  box  of  gigantic  and  ungainly  proportions 
done  up  in  brown  paper. 

"  There's  a  little  " — she  emphasized  the  last  word, 
and  Colville  gave  vent  to  a  sigh  of  relief — "  parcel 
for  me,  dear.  Would  you  like  to  know  what  it  is  ? 
Of  course,  if  we  were  not  engaged,  dear,  I  shouldn't 
think  of  telling  you  ;  but  now,  of  course,  it  doesn't 
matter.     It's  a  new  bathing-dress— there  !  " 

"  How  jolly,"  said  Colville,  faintly. 

"  Something  wonderfully  original  and  fetching. 
Mme.  Rossi  has  designed  it  especially  for  me,  and 
there  won't  be  another  like  it  made  this  season. 
Mme.  Rossi  has  promised  me  that.  Won't  all  the 
other  girls  be  jealous  ?  " 

"Horribly.  But  I'm  afraid  I  must  be  off  now. 
My  train  goes  in  three  minutes.     Good-bye  !  " 

»*■****■* 

The  down-express  from  London  was  late  in  start- 
ing, and,  as  usual,  a  number  of  people  just  man- 
aged to  catch  it  by  the  skin  of  their  teeth.  Colville 
was  on  the  point  of  lighting  a  cigar,  when  the  door 
of  his  compartment  was  flung  open,  there  was  a 
mingling  of  masculine  and  feminine  voices,  a  frou- 
frou of  silk,  of  lace,  a  rush  and  tumble  and  bang- 
ing of  doors,  and  a  little  woman  and  a  dozen  bags 
and  parcels  fell  in  a  confused  heap  on  the  seat  op- 
posite him. 

"  Confound  it !  "  muttered  Colville,  as  he  extin- 
guished the  match,  which  he  was  about  to  apply  to 
his  cigar  ;  "  a  woman  !  " 

He  opened  his  newspaper  and  scowled. 

"I  beg  your  pardon,"  whispered  a  still,  small 
voice,  dashed  with  just  the  slightest  and  most  chic 
tinge  of  French  accent,  "but  can  you  pleese  tell 
me  if  zis  is  ze  right  train  for  Volkes-stone  ?  " 

Colville  looked  up.  The  little  woman  had  settled 
herself  and  her  packages,  and  was  gazing  at  him 
with  a  smile  that  showed  her  white  teeth  to  the 
best  advantage.  From  the  pink  lips,  Colville's 
eyes  traveled  to  the  black  curls  falling  over  the 
white  forehead,  to  the  piquant  hat  topping  the 
shapely  head,  to  the  little  pink  ears  and  black 
eyes,  and  then  to  the  well-fitting,  blue-serge  frock, 
the  fawn  gloves,  and  brown  shoes.  Having  finished 
his  tour  of  inspection,  he  managed  to  murmur, 
"Yes,"  whereupon  the  liUle  woman  expressed  her 
gratitude  and  smiled  afresh. 

The  simple  inquiry  and  the  equally  simple  reply 
thereto  broke  the  ice,  and  from  that  moment, 
as  the  reporters  say,  the  conversation  became 
general. 

■    "You  will  come  and  see  me  at  Volkes-stone, 
eh  ?  "  asked  the  little  Frenchwoman,  presently. 

"  Come  and  see  you?"  repeated  Colville,  some- 
what taken  aback  by  the  invitation.  He  would  like 
to  have  done  so,  certainly,  but  he  was  hardly  a  free 
agent.  He  was  engaged  to  Cynthia,  he  mustn't 
forget  that.  And  Cynthia's  mother,  Lady  Mango, 
was  an  austere  Puritan  of  the  black-satin  dress  and 
crape-bonnet  variety.  He  mustn't  forget  that. 
And  he  didn't. 

"  I  should  be  delighted,"  he  murmured, 
"but " 

"  Oh,  do  not  be  afraid,"  she  said,  laughing 
gayly.  "  I  do  not  mean  in  private.  Oh,  no  !  That 
would  be  shocking.     But  in  public " 

"  Public " 

"  Yees.  At  ze  Aquarium.  But  you  must  come 
early,  or  all  ze  seats  will  be  taken.  Everybody 
will  come  to  see  Mile.  Mirai " 

"  What,  the  Human  Mermaid  ?  " 

The  little  woman  laughed. 

"Look!"  she  said,  unrolling  a  big  sheet  of 
paper,  and  holding  up  for  his  inspection  a  gorgeous 
poster,  representing  a  comely  young  person  clad  in 
a  curious  costume  and  in  a  variety  of  altitudes, 
gyrating  gracefully  in  a  tank  of  water.  Colville  did 
not  need  to  look  at  the  brilliant  production  twice. 
The  name  of  Mile.  Mimi,  the  Human  Mermaid, 
was  as  well  known  in  town  as  that  of  the  prime 
minister.  And  there  was  a  most  excellent  reason 
for  this,  apart  from  Mme.  Mimi's  posters  and  ad- 
vertissmetjts.  The  Social  Purity  Regeneration 
Society,  of  which  a  bishop  was  president,  had  taken 


the  matter  in  band  and  publicly  protested  against 
the  performance  of  the  Human  Mermaid.  It  was 
scandalous,  said  the  S.  P.  R.  S.,  and  the  county 
council  was  appealed  to.  Memorials  were  presented 
to  the  home  secretary  asking  him  to  interdict  the 
performance  on  the  grounds  of  morality,  and  a  band 
of  curates,  carrying  banners,  waited  on  the  Bishop 
of  London  and  begged  his  lordship  to  use  his 
influence  toward  suppressing  the  public  scandal. 
The  result  of  all  this  excitement  was  naturally  to 
draw  renewed  attention  to  Mile.  Mimi  and  her 
striking  performance,  and  crowds  flocked  to  the 
music-hall  where  she  was  appearing  nightly.  The 
dealers  in  opera-glasses  in  the  neighborhood  did  a 
roaring  trade,  and,  at  the  clubs,  the  absorbing 
question  as  to  what  Mile.  Mimi's  perfectly  fitting 
costume  was  composed  of  was  hotly  debated. 

"  Here  is  my  costume,"  she  said,  hugging  a 
brown-paper  parcel.  "  I  never  let  it  go  out  of  my 
sight.  It  is  too  precious,  and  although  entrepreneurs 
offer  me  'undreds  of  pounds  for  ze  secret,  I  shake 
my  head  and  say  :  '  Non,  NON,  NON  !  '  So  !  " 
and  the  cheery  little  laugh,  like  the  song  of  some 
happy  bird,  trilled  out  again. 

Of  course  Colville  had  seen  the  show.  Who  had 
not?  And  sitting  there,  he  could  scarcely  realize 
that  the  quiet  little  woman,  in  the  neat  serge  frock, 
was  the  Human  Mermaid  who  had  set  all  London 
agog  and  flung  the  Nonconformist  Conscience  off 
its  balance  by  her  daring  audacity. 

"I  shall  be  delighted  to  come,"  said  Colville 
when  he  recovered  himself,  "  and " 

The  train  came  to  a  sudden  standstill. 

"All  out!"  yelled  the  guard,  rushing  up  the 
platform,  adding  in  explanation:  "One  of  the 
coaches  is  broke  down." 

The  platform  of  the  station  where  the  train  had 
pulled  up  was  crowded  with  a  mob  of  excursion- 
ists, and  into  the  surging  mass  of  dirty  humanity 
Colville  plunged,  followed  by  Mile.  Mimi.  When 
he  had  scrambled  through  the  crowd  and  found  a 
seat,  he  looked  round  for  his  companion.  But  she 
had  vanished.  Before  he  had  time  to  go  in  search 
of  her  the  train  was  shunted,  the  damaged  coach 
taken  out,  and  the  train  brought  into  the  station 
again.  Colville  fought  his  way  into  a  carriage. 
*■****■*■* 

"  You  went  to  Mme.  Rossi,  dear  ?  " 

"  Yes,  Cynthia,  I  did,  and — and " 

"  Wasn't  the  dress  ready?  " 

"Yes,  darling,  and  I  brought  it  away  with  me, 
but — well,  to  cut  a  long  story  short,  we  were  all 
turned  out  at  some  confounded  wayside  station  ; 
there  was  an  awful  crowd  of  beastly  excursionists, 
and — dash  it  all,  Cynthia,  if  you  must  have  the 
truth,  when  I  got  to  Folkestone  I  found  that  I  had 
lost  the  parcel.  Now,  don't  get  excited,  there's  a 
dear,  good  girl.  It  can't  be  far  off,  and  I've  been 
down  to  the  station  five  times  already,  and  I  mean 
to  keep  on  going  until  I  find  it." 

"What  a  horrid  nuisance;  I  must  have  it  to- 
morrow. I've  told  all  the  girls  about  it,  and  I  dare 
not  show  myself  without  it." 

"  You  shall  have  it  to-morrow,  dear,  if  I  sit  up  all 
night  and  go  to  the  station  every  ten  minutes." 

"  Yes,  sir,  there  was  a  parcel  found  in  one  of  the 
carriages  of  the  four-thirty  train  from  Charing 
Cross.  It  hadn't  got  a  label  on,  and  so  we  opened 
it.     What  did  your  parcel  contain  ?  " 

"  A  lady's  bathing-dress." 

"Well,  I  suppose  that's  what  this  is.  Me  and 
my  mates  couldn't  quite  make  it  out,"  and  the  man 
laughed. 

"  Thank  goodness,"  said  Colville,  as  he  slipped 
a  shilling  in  the  man's  hand,  and,  hugging  his  par- 
cel, made  a  bolt  for  the  beach.  He  was  just  in 
time.  Cynthia  was  standing  by  her  machine,  a 
frown  on  her  brow  and  a  look  in  her  eyes  which 
spoke  volumes.  As  she  saw  Colville  running 
toward  her,  the  frown  vanished,  and  a  smile  came 
over  her  face. 

"  Good  boy,"  she  exclaimed,  as  she  took  the  par- 
cel from  the  hands  of  the  breathless  man,  and  mount- 
ing the  steps  of  her  machine,  disappeared  within. 

"  Mme.  Rossi  must  have  made  a  mistake,"  said 
Cynthia,  as  she  prepared  to  don  her  bathing-gar- 
ment. "It  is  hardly  the  sort  of  thing  I  wanted. 
Still,  it  doesn't  seem  so  bad,"  she  said,  contem- 
plating herself,  "and  I  daresay  it  looks  all  right. 
Anyhow,  there's  hardly  any  one  about,  and  so  it 
doesn't  matter." 

The  water  was  splendid,  and  she  felt  in  such  per- 
fect trim  that  she  determined  to  have  a  longer  swim 
than  usual.  Presently,  feeling  tired,  she  floated  on 
the  surface,  closing  her  eyes  and  basking  in  the 
warm  sunshine.  When  she  turned  toward  the 
shore,  she  was  surprised  to  see  a  large  crowd  lining 
the  beach,  and,  what  was  more  curious  still,  every 
third  person  was  armed  with  a  field-glass. 

"  What  on  earth  can  be  the  matter  ?"  she  mut- 
tered, calmly  swimming  into  shallow  water.  "  If 
they  are  going  to  stare  like  that,  I  shall  go  in." 

She  walked  toward  her  machine.  Then  suddenly 
something  caused  her  to  look  down. 

She  gave  one  wild  shriek  and  literally  fell  into 
her  bathing-machine. 

*  *  *  tt  *f  *  * 

From  Cynthia  Mango  to  her  friend,  Lydia  Stapleton . 

"...  1  shall  never  dare  to  show  my  face  in  Folkestone 

again.     By  some  horrible   mistake,  Colville  brought  me  a 


bathing-dress  which — I  can  hardly  write  the  words,  my 
cheeks  are  simply  burning — as  soon  as  it  got  wet  be- 
came— oh,  Lydia,  think  of  it — almost  transparent !  Un- 
conscious of  this,  there  I  Was  in  full  view  of  the  crowded 
beach  for  nearly  half  an  hour.  Can  you  imagine  my 
feelings?  The  local  papers  are  full  of  it.  Colville  talks 
of  going  to  India  or  some  other  horrid  place  and  hiding 
himself  until  the  scandal  has  blown  over  Worse  still, 
dear  mother,  when  she  heard  of  it — the  curate  brought 
her  the  news — went  herself  to  the  police  station,  and  not 
knowing  that  I,  her  own  daughter,  was  the  guilty  party, 
refused  to  leave  the  place  until  a  promise  was  given  to 
take  action  in  the  matter.  When  she  heard  the  truth, 
she  took  to  her  bed  and  has  not  been  up  since.  1  wish  I 
were  dead  ! " 


Copy  of  a  paragraph  in  the  local  paper. 
"A  great  crowd  turned  up  last  night  to  witness  the 
curious  and  much-advertised  performance  of  Mile.  Mimi, 
the  Human  Mermaid  ;  but  before  Lhe  doors  were  opened 
an  announcement  was  made  that,  owing  to  the  loss  of 
Mile.  Mimi's  costume  during  her  journey  from  town,  the 
performance  could  not  take  place.  We  understand  that 
a  reward  of  ,6100  is  to  be  offered  for  the  recovery  of  the 
missing  parcel." 

An  Episode  in  TurgeniefTs  Life. 
[When  Turgenieff,  the  famous  Russian  novelist,  was 
quite  a  young  man  he  was  a  passenger  on  board  the 
Stettin  boat  when  it  took  fire.  Toward  the  close  of  his 
life  a  story  was  put  in  circulation  by  the  Petersburg 
Journal  to  the  effect  that  he  had,  on  that  occasion, 
offered  a  sailor  ten  thousand  roubles  to  save  him,  "so 
that  his  mother  might  not  be  left  childless."  Turgenieff 
was  very  much  annoyed,  perhaps  because  there  was 
some  truth  in  the  story.  The  following  is  TurgeniefTs 
own  published  version  of  the  episode,  as  given  by  Nathan 
Haskell  Dole  in  an  article  in  the  August  Arena  :] 

"  Turgenieff  was  seated  at  the  gaming-table  and 
winning  with  the  luck  of  a  novice. 

"  Suddenly  the  saloon  door  was  flung  wide  open, 
a  lady  came  rushing  in,  and  crying,  '  The  ship  is 
on  fire,'  fell  fainting  on  the  sofa. 

"  A  scene  of  indescribable  confusion  ensued. 
Every  one  sprang  up.  Gold,  silver,  and  bank- 
notes were  scattered  unheeded.  In  a  twinkling  all 
the  two  hundred  and  eighty  passengers  were  on 
deck,  each  one  impelled  by  the  instinct  of  self- 
preservation.  Turgenieff  confesses  that  he  was 
one  of  the  first,  and  he  acknowledges  that  he 
seized  a  sailor  by  the  arm  and  promised  him  ten 
thousand  roubles  in  his  mother's  name  if  he  would 
save  him.  He  instantly  saw  the  absurdity  of  such 
an  offer,  but  there  were  others  who  acted  with  as 
little  common  sense. 

"  A  rich  proprietor,  overwhelmed  by  terror, 
actually  crawled  along,  frantically  kissing  the  deck  ; 
then,  when  the  water,  thrown  abundantly  through 
the  scuttles,  quenched  the  flames  for  the  time 
being,  he  rose  to  his  full  height  and  cried  in  a 
voice  of  thunder  : 

"'Men  of  little  faith,  could  you  believe  that 
God,  the  God  of  the  Russians,  would  abandon 
us?' 

"  But  at  that  very  instant,  the  flames  threw  out  a 
more  vivid  glare,  and  the  poor  man  of  much  faith 
fell  down  on  his  face  again  and  began  to  kiss  the 
deck. 

"A  general,  with  a  haggard  face,  ceased  not  to 
cry  : 

"  '  We  must  send  a  courier  to  the  emperor.  We 
sent  one  to  him  at  the  time  of  the  revolt  in  the  mili- 
tary colonies  where  I  was,  personally,  myself,  and 
that  saved  some  of  us.' 

"  A  gentleman,  with  an  umbrella  in  his  hand,  be- 
gan suddenly  to  attack  in  fury  a  wretched  little 
portrait  in  oils  fastened  to  its  easel,  which  happened 
to  be  among  the  baggage.  He  punched  with  the 
point  of  the  umbrella  five  holes  in  place  of  the 
eyes,  the  nose,  the  mouth,  and  the  ears,  accom- 
panying this  act  of  vandalism  with  the  exclama- 
tion :  'What  can  this  be  good  for  now?'  And 
this  canvas  did  not  belong  to  him,  either. 

"  A  fat  personage,  all  bathed  in  tears  and  having 
the  appearance  of  a  German  brewer,  kept  vociferat- 
ing in  a  lugubrious  voice  :  '  Capitaine  !  Capitaine  ! ' 
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sonage looked  at  him  with  a  dull  expression  and 
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"  The  captain  headed  the  ship  directly  for  the 
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cutlasses  and  make  short  work  of  any  who  should 
try  to  launch  the  two  remaining  boats,  the  others 
having  been  broached  by  panic-stricken  and  inex- 
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STORYETTES. 


Grave  and  Gay,  Epigrammatic  and  Otherwise. 


A  Chicago  man  in  Lexington,  soon  after  Gar- 
field's death,  was  talking  of  the  bungling  of  the 
surgeons,  when  one  of  the  Kentuckians  present 
remonstrated  against  the  terrible  treatment  and  its 
results.  "Well,  a  Kentucky  surgeon  would  have 
done  no  better,"  said  the  Chicagoan.  "You  are 
right,  sah,"  replied  the  other  ;  "  Kentucky  surgeons 
know  nothing  about  treating  wounds  in  the  back, 
sah." 

While  the  late  Lord  Coleridge  was  at  Oxford,  it 
was  his  duty  as  a  Fellow  to  read  the  lessons  in 
chapel,  and  one  day  he  read,  by  mistake,  the  sec- 
ond lesson  where  he  should  have  read  the  first.  To 
conclude  it  in  the  orthodox  way  was  hardly  cor- 
rect, as  it  was  not  the  second  lesson,  but  the  first ; 
nor  could  it  well  be  described  as  the  first  lesson, 
as  properly  it  was  the  second.  A  moment's  hesi- 
tation supplied  him  with  the  appropriate  word  : 
"  Here  endeth  the  wrong  lesson." 


The  late  Lord  Tennyson  was  not  credited  with 
much  admiration  for  pictorial  art.  Lord  John 
Russell  met  him  on  his  return  from  Italy,  and 
asked  how  he  enjoyed  the  pictures  and  works  of 
art  in  Florence-  "  I  liked  them  very  much,"  said 
Tennyson;  "but  I  was  bothered  because  I  could 
not  get  any  English  tobacco  for  love  or  money. 
A  lady  told  me  I  could  smuggle  some  from  an  En- 
glish ship  if  I  heavily  bribed  the  custom-house 
officers  ;  but  I  didn't  do  that,  and  came  away." 


Georges  Ohnet  was  once  traveling  in  a  railway 
carriage  with  a  gentleman  of  pronounced  Semitic 
features.  The  conversation  turned  on  the  per- 
sistent attacks  of  Drumont  on  the  Jews  in  the 
Libre  Parole,  and  Ohnet,  who  is  hump-backed,  ex- 
pressed disgust  at  them.  His  vis-a-vis  looked  at 
him  for  a  moment,  and  then  said  :  "  Now,  it's  very 
strange  you  should  sympathize.  I  myself  dis- 
approve of  those  attacks  for  some  reason."  "  And 
I  have  a  humped  back,"  said  Ohnet,  with  a  smile. 


In  one  of  his  introductory  lectures,  in  a  recent 
semester,  the  late  Professor  Hyrtl  addressed  his 
hearers  as  follows:  "Gentlemen,  you  must  get 
possession  of  skulls.  It  is  impossible  to  study 
anatomy  unless  you  have  skulls.  Each  of  you  must 
find  means,  any  means,  to  get  a  skull."  On  the 
following  morning  he  entered  his  auditorium  with 
a  sorrowful  face.  "  Gentlemen,"  he  began,  "  I 
fear  some  of  you  have  misunderstood  me.  You 
certainly  have  left  no  means  untried  to  secure 
skulls.  I  noticed  that  my  handsome  collection  was 
almost  depleted  this  morning."  The  students  had 
taken  him  at  his  word  and  induced  the  servants  to 
divide  out  the  skulls  of  Hyrtl,  which  formed  one  of 
the  chief  attractions  to  medical  men  in  the  famous 

teacher's  house. 

♦ 

The  tariff  discussion  brought  out  one  of  the 
crispest  replies  {says  Kale  Field's  Washington) 
ever  sent  by  a  Washington  correspondent  to  his 
home  office.  A  managing  editor  down  in  Texas 
wired  to  his  representative  here:  "Will  the  free 
sugar  bill  pass  ?  "  This  came  on  the  night  when 
the  situation  was  chaotic,  and  there  were  as  many 
conflicting  rumors  as  there  were  senators  and  rep- 
resentatives to  start  them.  The  correspondents 
were  all  at  sea.  This  man  had  been  busily  en- 
gaged all  day  trying  to  get  something  certain,  and 
when  this  message  came  he  was  thoroughly  out  of 
patience.  His  reply  was  as  strong  as  telegraph 
regulations  would  allow.  "In  Bible  times,"  ran 
the  message,  "they  had  prophets  ;  but  they  paid 
them  more  than  a  beggarly  fifty  dollars  a  week. 
1  am  here  to  get  the  news.  If  you  want  a  prophet, 
you'd  better  hire  one." 


On  one  occasion,  when  a  public  reception  was 
given  to  Daniel  Webster  at  a  hotel  in  Boston,  a 
particularly  obsequious  office-seeker  was  introduced. 
The  man  ground  his  own  axe,  bowing  and  scrap- 
ing, until  the  great  man  was  tired  of  him,  and  bid- 
ding him  gpod-day,  settled  down  heavily  into  the 
nearest  chair.  But  the  man,  instead  of  passing  on 
and  giving  a  chance  to  the  next  comer,  lingered 
near  and  seemed  to  have  something  still  on  his 
mind,  though  he  looked  very  blissful.  Webster 
observed  this  and  said,  not  very  good-naturedly: 
"  May  I  ask  you,  sir,  if  you  want  anything  more  of 
me?"  "Oh — oh,  no!"  said  the  man,  smirking; 
"  only  perhaps  I  may  be  permitted  to  remark  that 
I  am  proud  to  say  that  my  hat  is  having  the  ines- 
timable honor  to  occupy  the  same  chair  with  Daniel 
Webster  !  "  Webster  had,  as  a  matter  of  fact,  sat 
down  on  the  man's  tall  beaver  hat. 

The  distinguished  school-master,  Rev.  Eleazer 
Cogan,  had  a  profound  love  of  noble  architecture, 
and  was  very  desirous  that  his  little  boy,  Richard, 
should  develop  similar  tastes.  One  day  he  promised 
to  take  Richard  to  London  and  give  him  a  very 
great  treat.  Accordingly,  he  once  took  the  boy  by 
a  roundabout  way  to  St.  Paul's  Church-yard,  in 
order  that  the  full  grandeur  of  the  cathedral  might 
burst  at  once  upon  his  gaze.  Emerging  from  a 
narrow  passage  into  the  open  space  where  the  first 


view  was  to  be  had.  the  delighted  father  paused. 
He  looked  up  at  the  cathedral  and  down  at  the 
boy.  "Well,  Richard,"  said  he,  "what  do  you 
think  of  it?"  "  It  smells  very  nice,  papa,"  mur- 
mured the  youthful  disciple,  in  pleased  anticipation 
of  the  "great  treat"  promised  him.  For,  alas, 
they  had  entered  the  yard  in  the  neighborhood  of 
a  famous  pastry-cook's,  and  the  boy  had  seized 
upon  that  resort  as  the  reason  for  his  visit. 

When  Ravelh'  was  rehearsing  the  part  of  Edgardo 
in  "  II  Rinnegato,"  it  happened  that  the  action  of 
the  piece  required  the  baritone  to  kill  him.  He 
was  indignant.  "  What !  "  he  exclaimed  ;  "it  is 
my  right  to  kill  the  baritone  ;  whoever  heard  of  his 
slaying  the  tenor  before  ? "  The  story  was  like 
that,  explained  the  stage-manager.  "Yes,"  re- 
turned Ravelli,  "  that  is  just  what  I  complain  of,  it 
is  against  all  the  rules  of  art."  He  calmed  down 
at  length,  and  agreed  to  die  on  the  condition  that 
he  should  be  carried  off  the  stage  by  six  attendants. 
The  soprano  had  to  sing  a  long  and  passionate 
lament  over  his  dead  body,  but  he  would  not  allow 
this,  although  they  told  him  it  was  a  great  com- 
pliment, and  he  insisted  on  being  removed  first. 
To  humor  him  they  promised,  and  all  went  well  at 
rehearsal.  But  on  the  night  of  the  performance, 
what  was  the  unfortunate  singer's  rage  to  find  him- 
self left  flat  on  the  stage,  while  the  prima  donna 
sang  her  dirge  over  him.  He  did  not  dare  rise  in 
full  view  of  the  audience,  and  there  was  nothing  for 
him  to  do  but  lie  still  till  the  fall  of  the  curtain. 
Every  one  thought  that  he  would  go  mad  and  kill 
some  one.  But,  on  the  contrary,  he  was  quiet  and 
subdued  ;  the  incident  seemed  to  have  tamed  him 
down. 

As  a  post-prandial  speaker,  Thackeray  was  not 
felicitous.  A  friend  who  knew  this  went  to  him 
while  he  was  at  breakfast  on  the  morning  of  a  cer- 
tain banquet  and  asked  him  if  the  speech  was  "  all 
right."  "As  right  as  rain,"  he  replied;  "I  dic- 
tated it  last  evening  to  my  secretary  ;  I  have  just 
repeated  it  to  my  daughters."  The  friend  pur- 
posely arrived  in  the  evening  ten  minutes  before 
the  time  appointed  for  the  dinner,  and  waited  for 
Thackeray.  When  he  arrived,  he  whispered  to 
him:  "Speech  all  right?"  "As  right  as  nine- 
pence,"  Thackeray  made  answer,  laughing ;  "  I 
have  repeated  it  twice  in  the  brougham,  and  it  will 
go  trippingly."  Alas  !  When  the  master  arose  to 
make  the  one  oration  of  the  evening,  he  began 
capitally.  "  Gentlemen,"  he  said,  "we  have  capt- 
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happy  allusion  to  the  circulation  of  the  first  num- 
ber of  the  Cornhill,  and  a  murmur  of  approval 
ran  through  the  distinguished  assemblage.  But 
some  occult  fiend  suggested  to  Sir  Charles  Taylor 
that  he  should  cry  in  a  sonorous  voice,  "  Hear! 
hear !  "  and  the  esteemed  baronet  had  a  slight 
peculiarity  in  intonation  which  made  him  pro- 
nounce "Hear!  hear!"  as  "  Hyah  !  hyah  !  " 
Then  somebody  laughed.  Then  Thackeray,  thor- 
oughly upset,  lost  his  temper,  and  exclaiming, 
"Upon  my  word.  Sir  Charles  Taylor,  if  you  say 
another  word,  I  will  sit  down  ! "  proceeded  to 
stumble  through  a  few  limping  and  disjointed  sen- 
tences, and  then  resumed  his  seat,  evidently  an- 
noyed to  the  stage  of  exasperation,  although 
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THE 


ARGO  r\T  AUT. 


September  17,  1894. 


The  Jarboe-Dimond  Wedding. 
Trinity  Episcopal  Church  was  the  scene  of  a 
fashionable  and  brilliant  wedding  last  Monday 
evening,  when  Miss  Eleanor  Dimond,  eldest  daugh- 
ter of  General  William  H.  Dimond,  was  united  in 
marriage  to  Mr.  Paul  Jarboe,  son  of  the  late  John 
R.  Jarboe.  They  are  both  well  known  and  popular 
in  society  circles,  and  have  a  host  of  friends  to  con- 
gratulate them  upon  their  union.  About  six  hun- 
dred invitations  were  issued  for  the  wedding,  and 
consequently  the  church  was  crowded,  many  of  the 
guests  being  obliged  to  stand.  The  chancel  was 
handsomely  decorated  with  fern  sprays,  shoots  of 
bamboo,  palms,  magnolia  foliage,  and  large  clusters 
of  pink  araaryllis,  the  latter  adorning  the  altar  at 
either  side  of  the  jeweled  golden  cross.  The  en- 
semble was  decidedly  pretty. 

Organ  voluntaries  were  played  for  half  an  hour 
prior  to  the  arrival  of  the  bridal  party,  just  previous 
to  which  the  ushers  carried  long  ribbons  of  pink 
silk  down  each  side  of  the  central  aisle,  securing 
them  at  both  ends,  thus  making  an  uninterrupted 
avenue  for  the  ingress  and  egress  of  the  bride  and 
her  attendants.  At  nine  o'clock  the  organist  played 
the  "Bridal  Chorus"  from  "Lohengrin,"  which 
was  effectively  sung  by  the  church  choir  just  as  the 
bridesmaids  emerged  from  the  sacristry  and  walked 
down  the  aisle  to  the  church  entrance,  where  they 
met  the  bride.  Then  the  ushers  formed  and  led 
the  way,  followed  by  the  bridesmaids  and  the  bride, 
who  was  escorted  by  her  sister  as  maid  of  honor. 
In  the  chancel,  they  were  met  by  the  gToom  and 
his  best  man. 

The  maid  of  honor  was  Miss  Mae  Dimond,  the 
bridesmaids  were  Miss  Kathryn  Jarboe,  Miss  Kate 
Clement,  Miss  Laura  McKinstry,  Miss  Laura 
Bates,  Miss  Alice  Hobart,  Miss  Ella  Hobart,  Miss 
Mamie  Holbrook,  and  Misss  Minnie  Houghton. 
Mr.  Samuel  Knight  was  the  best  man,  and  the 
ushers  comprised  Mr.  Edward  H.  Sheldon,  Mr. 
Edward  M.  Greenway,  Mr.  William  S.  McMurtry, 
Mr.  Frank  L.  Owen,  Mr.  William  M.  Randol, 
Mr.  Addison  Mizner,  Mr.  Peter  D.  Martin,  Mr. 
Harry  Simpkins,  Mr.  Augustus  Taylor,  and  Mr. 
Joseph  S.  Tobin.  The  groom  and  his  attendants 
wore  boutonnieres  of  violets,  and  the  favors  for  the 
latter  were  golden  fleur-de-lis  scarf-pins  set  with 
pearls.  The  souvenirs  for  the  maids  were  mar- 
guerite brooches  of  gold  and  white  enamel.  The 
toilets  of  the  young  ladies  are  described  as  follows  : 

The  bride's  robe  was  an  elegant  creation  of  blanc- 
ivoire  Duchesse  satin,  finished  with  a  court  train  fully 
three  yards  in  length.  The  closely  fitting  skirt  was  cov- 
ered with  pure  white  mousseline  de  soie.  The  bodice 
was  short  and  round,  with  a  girdle  of  white  satin,  and 
the  decollete  corsage  was  adorned  with  a  bertha  of 
Valenciennes  lace.  This  same  lace  ornamented  the 
elbow-sleeves,  which  were  exceedingly  bouffant.  En- 
circling her  neck  was  a  narrow  ribbon  of  white  satin,  to 
which  was  attached  a  diamond  star,  a  gift  from  the 
groom.  In  her  coiffure  was  a  diamond  pin,  a  gift  from 
Mrs.  John  R.  Jarboe,  which  held  in  place  the  long  veil 
of  white  silk  moliene  that  fell  gracefully  to  the  end  of  the 
train.  Her  gloves,  which  were  of  white  undressed  kid, 
extended  to  the  elbows,  and  she  carried  a  bouquet  of 
Bride  roses.  When  she  left  the  chancel  she  carried  the 
gift  of  the  rector,  Rev.  George  E.  Walk,  which  consisted 
of  the  marriage  certificate  and  the  Episcopal  marriage 
ceremony  bound  in  white  leather  and  adorned  with  silver 
and  gold  ornaments. 

The  maid  of  honor  wore  a  most  becoming  gown  of  pink 
satin,  en  train,  with  an  overskirt  of  pink  chiffon.  A  deep 
flounce  of  the  chiffon,  puffed  at  the  top,  extended  from 
the  knees  to  the  edge  of  the  skirt.  The  corsage  was 
decollete,  with  a  bertha  of  pink  chiffon,  and  the  elbow- 
sleeves,  which  were  bouffant,  were  finished  with  a  deep 
plaiting  of  satin-edged  chiffon.  She  wore  long  gloves  of 
pink  undressed  kid  and  carried  a  bouquet  of  La  France 
roses. 

The  bridesmaids  were  all  attired  alike  in  stylish  gowns 
of  pink  satin,  covered  with  pink  mousseline  de  soie.  The 
corsage  was  decollete,  and  the  elbow-sleeves  were  bouf- 
fant, finished  with  ruffles  of  satin-bound  pink  mousseline 
de  soie.  Around  the  skirts  were  three  deep  flounces  of 
pink  mousseline  de  soie,  adorned  with  rosettes  of  pink 
satin.  They  wore  long  gloves  of  pink  undressed  kid  and 
carried  Bride  roses. 

When  the  members  of  the  party  assumed  their 
positions,  they  were  joined  by  General  Dimond, 
who  had  occupied  a  front  seat  in  the  nave 
with  Mrs.  Jarboe,  who  gave  the  bride  into  the 
keeping  of  the  groom,  when  Rev.  Dr.  Walk  read 
the  impressive  marriage  service.    Then  the  organist 


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played  the  wedding  march,  and  the  party  proceeded 
to  their  carriages,  and  were  driven  to  the  residence 
of  the  bride's  father,  2224  Washington  Street, 
where  they  were  soon  joined  by  a  few  relatives  and 
very  intimate  friends.  The  newly  wedded  couple 
were  duly  congratulated  in  the  handsomely  deco- 
rated parlors.  Afterward  a  sumptuous  supper  was 
served  under  Ludwig's  direction,  and  the  evening 
was  pleasantly  passed.  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Jarboe  left 
on  Tuesday  to  remain  at  Concha  del  Mar,  the 
Jarboe  cottage  at  Santa  Cruz,  until  the  wedding  of 
Miss  Mae  Dimond  and  Mr,  Joseph  S.  Tobin  on 
September  29th.  The  gifts  sent  to  the  young  couple 
were  of  unusual  elegance. 


The  Kieru Iff- Paddock  Wedding. 
There  was  a  pretty  wedding  last  Wednesday 
evening  at  the  residence  of  Mr.  and  Mrs.  E.  L. 
Paddock,  2309  Broderick  Street,  where  their  daugh- 
ter, Miss  Kate  Paddock,  was  married  to  Mr.  W. 
Joseph  L.  Kierulff,  of  Berkeley.  Marguerites,  the 
favorite  flower  of  the  bride,  were  used  extensively 
in  decorating  the  parlors,  in  conjunction  with  ferns, 
palms,  bamboo,  and  ivy.  About  fifty  relatives  and 
intimate  friends  witnessed  the  ceremony,  which  was 
performed  at  half-past  eight  o'clock  by  Rev.  C.  S. 
Fackenthal,  a  former  class-mate  at  college  of  the 
groom.  The  "  Bridal  Chorus  "  from  "  Lohengrin  " 
was  played  by  the  orchestra  when  the  bridal  party 
entered,  and  during  the  ceremony  a  cavatina  by 
Raff  was  played  softly,  which,  at  the  end,  was 
merged  into  the  old-time  nursery  ballad,  "  Now 
you're  married  you  must  obey."  Miss  Emma 
Fisher  was  the  maid  of  honor,  and  the  groom's 
brother,  Mr,  Thomas  C.  Kierulff,  acted  as  best 
man.  The  dresses  worn  by  the  bride  and  her  maid 
of  honor  are  described  as  follows  : 

The  bride  wore  an  elegant  robe  of  cream-white  brocade 
with  a  court  train  of  faille  Franchise.  The  corsage  was 
plaited  in  front  and  cut  round,  and  the  sleeves,  which 
were  bouffant  at  the  shoulders,  extended  to  the  wrists  and 
ended  in  a  fall  of  point  lace  over  the  ungloved  hands. 
Her  veil  of  white-silk  moleine  was  fastened  to  her  coiffure 
by  a  spray  of  orange-blossoms,  and  rippled  gracefully  to 
the  end  of  the  train.    She  carried  a  bouquet  of  Bride  roses. 

The  maid  of  honor  appeared  in  a  pretty  gown  of  pink 
overshot  taffeta,  with  a  round  corsage  and  bouffant 
elbow  sleeves.  A  bertha  of  Duchesse  lace  ornamented 
the  corsage.     She  carried  a  cluster  of  tiger  lilies. 

After  the  ceremony  the  reception  commenced, 
and  congratulations  were  extended  to  the  newly 
wedded  couple.  Afterward  the  large  hall  down- 
stairs was  sought  and  dancing  was  enjoyed  until  a 
late  hour,  with  an  intermission  at  eleven  o'clock, 
when  an  elaborate  supper  was  served.  The  wed- 
ding presents  were  numerous  and  costly.  Mr.  and 
Mrs.  Kierulff  left  on  Thursday  to  make  a  southern 
trip,  and  when  they  return  will  occupy  their  new 
home  in  Berkeley. 

The  Nevin-Hentrich  Wedding. 
The  wedding  of  Mr.  George  S.  Nevin  and  Miss 
Maxgaretha  Elysbeth  Hentrich,  youngest  daughter 
of  the  late  Lewis  Hentrich  and  sister  of  Mrs. 
George  Tourny,  took  place  at  Grace  Church  at 
noon  last  Saturday  in  the  presence  of  many  friends 
of  the  contracting  parties.  Miss  Bernardine 
Hentrich  was  the  maid  of  honor,  the  Misses  Mar- 
guerite and  Viola  Hentrich  were  the  bridesmaids, 
Mr.  Bernard  Dohrman  acted  as  best  man,  and  the 
ushers  were  Mr.  Frank  Hentrich,  Mr.  Donald  H. 
Fry,  Mr.  Henry  Esberg,  and  Dr.  William  Dohr- 
mann.  After  the  wedding  there  was  a  reception 
and  dejeuner  at  the  home  of  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Tourny, 
and  in  the  evening  the  happy  couple  left  to  visit 
Los  Angeles.     They  will  reside  in  this  city. 


The  Donahue  Reception. 

Mr.  Peter  Donahue  Martin,  Mr.  Walter  Martin, 
and  Mr.  Andrew  Martin,  sons  of  Mrs.  Eleanor 
Martin,  gave  a  dancing-party  last  Saturday  even- 
ing at  the  residence  of  their  aunt,  Mrs.  Peter 
Donahue,  corner  of  Second  and  Bryant  Streets. 
As  Mr.  Walter  Martin  and  Mr.  Andrew  Martin 
left  last  Thursday  to  resume  their  studies  in  col- 
lege'at  Georgetown,  D.  C,  the  affair  was  intended 
as  a  farewell  to  their  friends.  They  issued  about 
two  hundred  and  fifty  invitations,  and  almost  all 
were  represented  in  person.  It  was  a  delightful 
affair  in  every  way,  as  the  expressions  of  pleasure 
heard  on  every  side  attested.  As  both  Mrs. 
Martin  and  Mrs.  Donahue  are  in  mourning,  they 
took  no  part  in  the  festivities  further  than  welcom- 
ing the  guests. 

The  residence  was  beautifully  decorated  and  the 
floors  were  canvased  for  dancing.  In  the  hallway 
were  masses  of  green  bamboo  shoots  and  ferns 
lining  the  walls  and  stairway.  The  reception-room 
was  adorned  with  tall  potted  palms,  and  the  adjoin- 
ing sitting-room  was  ornate  with  sweet-peas  and 
poppies  of  varied  hues.  In  the  main  salon  were 
immense  clusters  of  Japanese  lilies,  La  France 
roses,  and  araaryllis  set  in  beautiful  vases  on  the 
mantels,  while  orchids  and  fine  foliage  graced  the 
doorways.  The  large  conservatory  was  also  hand- 
somely decorated,  and  in  the  alcove  adjacent  to  the 
salon  was  a  string  orchestra.  The  guests  arrived 
about  nine  o'clock,  and  soon  the  rooms  were  filled 
with  an  animated  gathering,  among  which  beautiful 
faces  and  elegant  gowns  were  conspicuous.  Dan- 
cing was  enjoyed  until  midnight,  when  a  delicious 
supper  was  served  under  Ludwig's  direction.  Small 
tables  were  set  in  the  spacious  dining-room  down- 
stairs and  in  all  of  the  rooms  on  the  first  floor,  and 
the  service  was  rapid  and  admirable.     There  was 


no  dancing  after  supper,  and  the  guests  retired 
early,  after  enjoying  the  hospitality  of  the  Messrs. 
Martin  to  the  highest  degree. 


The  Hobart  Reception. 
The  Misses  Alice  and  Ella  Hobart  gave  a  most 
enjoyable  reception,  last  Friday  evening,  at  their 
residence  on  Van  Xess  Avenue,  to  celebrate  the 
near  departure  of  their  brother,  Mr,  Walter 
Hobart,  for  Harvard,  where  he  will  resume  his 
collegiate  studies.  The  rooms  and  hallway  were 
most  tastefully  decorated  with  beautiful  flowers  and 
fine  foliage,  and  a  string  orchestra  was  in  attend- 
ance, The  guests,  numbering  about  a  hundred  in 
all,  were  fashionably  late  in  arriving,  and  were 
hospitably  received  by  the  young  hostesses.  Dan- 
cing was  enjoyed  until  quite  a  late  hour,  and  a 
delicious  supper  was  served. 


The  Harvey  Dmner-Party. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  J.  Downey  Harvey  gave  an  elabo- 
rate dinner-party  last  Wednesday  evening  at  their 
residence  on  Franklin  Street,  at  which  they  enter- 
tained thirteen  of  their  friends.  The  parlors  were 
beautifully  decorated  with  roses,  and  the  dining- 
table  was  embellished  with  pink  Japanese  lilies.  A 
string  orchestra  played  during  the  service  of  din- 
ner, and  the  evening  was  delightfully  passed. 
Those  present  were  : 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  J.  Downey  Harvey,  Miss  Alice  Hobart, 
Miss  Ella  Hobart,  Miss  Ella  Goad,  Miss  Aileen  Goad, 
Miss  Genevieve  Goad,  Miss  Isabel  McKenna,  Mr.  Joseph 
D.  Grant,  Mr.  Edward  M.  Greenway,  Mr.  James  D. 
Phelan,  Mr.  Walter  Hobart,  Mr.  Peter  Donahue  Martin, 
Mr.  Walter  Martin,  and  Mr.  Andrew  Martin. 


Following  the  German  custom  of  giving  recitals 
of  song-cycles  by  eminent  composers,  Mr.  H.  B. 
Pasmore  sang  Schubert's  "  Die  Scheme  Mullerin" 
to  a  select  audience  at  his  residence  pn  Wednesday 
evening.  The  story  interwoven  within  the  poems 
by  the  poet,  Wilhelm  Mueller,  was  beautifully  illus- 
trated by  a  sketch  written  by  Mrs.  Frank  M.  Stone 
and  read  by  Mrs.  J.  J.  Nachtrieb,  and  the  accompa- 
niments were  artistically  played  by  Miss  Ella  C. 
Stone.  The  evening  proved  so  thoroughly  enjoy- 
able that  all  present  expressed  the  hope  that  a 
larger  audience  would  be  given  an  opportunity  to 
hear  this  lovely  idyl  so  beautifully  told  in  poetry 

and  song. 

■ — *     ■ 

Champagne. 
When  the  Prince  of  Wales  suddenly  decided, 
several  years  ago,  that  no  wine  was  suitable  for  the 
royal  palate  but  Pommery  Sec,  all  other  wines  were 
banished  from  the  little  suppers  which  the  prince 
gave  to  his  friends,  and  Pommery  became  the  proper 
thing.  If  a  nobleman  prepared  a  banquet,  Pommery 
was  the  first  consideration.  The  London  dealers 
were  surprised  that,  until  they,  communicated  with 
French  head-quarters,  they  could  hardly  supply  the 
demand.  It  was  the  same  way  in  America,  New 
York  society  was  seized  with  the  craze,  and  in  every 
fashionable  novel  of  the  season  Pommery  Sec  figures 
prominently.  Persons  who  intend  giving  select  en- 
tertainments should  be  particular  to.have  this  wine 
on  the  table,  and  bear  in  mind  the  Prince  of  Wales's 
opinion  :  "  There  is  no  headache  in  Pommery  Sec." 
— Exchange. 

—  Spectacles  and  eye-glasses  accurately 
fitted  at  reasonable  prices.  Henry  Kahn  &  Co;, 
opticians,  642  Market  Street,  Chronicle  Building. 


—  The  very  latest  in  art  novelties  and 
pictures  are  constantly  being  received  at  S.  &  G. 
Gump's,  113  Geary  Street. 


—  Shreve's  Gun  Store  moved  to  739  Mar- 
ket  Street,  opposite  Examiner  office.     Look  at  it ! 


—  Ladies  outing  shirts  and  waists  made 
to  order  at  Carmany's,  25  Kearny  Street. 


-Engraved  visiting  cards  at  Cooper's. 


Miss  Benfey  will  give  a  miscellaneous  reading  at 
Miss  West's  School  on  Thursday,  September 
20th,  at  three  o'clock.  The  entire  proceeds  are  to  be 
used  in  buying  books  for  the  school  library. 


011  can  easily  have  Ihebest  if 
you  only  insist  upon  it. 

Theyaremade  for  cooking  and 
healing. in  every  conceivable  style 
and  size.fordny  kind  of  fuel  and 
with  pi-ices  from  *  10  to  *  70. 

Thegenuineall  bear  this  trade 
mark  and  are  sold  with  a  written 
guarantee.  First-dass  merchants 
everywhere  handle  them. 

.'■::LiV  The MiUigan  Slow  Company. 

UfiGOT  MAWS  Of  SlOVtS  AND  RANU*  IN  TKWOKUI 

orrnoiT  Chicago,  bvttaiq.  kiw  touk  city. 


ARGONAUT 


CAMPAIGN  OF  1894 


Until  the  close  of  the  campaign, 
and  up  to  December  1st,  the  Argo- 
naut   will    he    sent,   by    mail,    to 


any  person   subscribing  direct  to 
this    office,    for     ONE    DOLLAR. 


Recent  events,  both  in  this 


State  and  in  Congress,  have  given 
to  the  coming  political  campaign 
an  interest   unusual    in  so-called 


off-years. 


The    Democratic 


party  has  been  in'  control  of  the 
National    Government    for    two 


years,  and  the  result  has  been  fi- 


nancial    depression    and     wide- 


spread disaster. 


That  party 


has  proved  its  utter  incapacity,  its 
lack  of  courage  to  carry  out  the 


pernicious  principles  it  advocates, 
and  its  inability  to  formulate  any 


better  plan  of  action. 


The 


approaching  campaign  is  to  deter- 


mine whether  this  party  is  to  con- 
tinue in  power.  The  Argo- 


naut believes  that  the  success  of 


the  Republican  party  is  essential 


to  the  good  government  of  this 
republic.  We  believe  in  pro- 


tection   to    American    industries, 


and  reciprocity  with  non-compet 


ing   countries. 

in  a  bimetallic  currency,  and  the 


We  believe 


free  use  of  gold   and   silver  for 
coinage,  and    that   every    dollar, 


whether  of  gold,  silver,  or  paper, 
shall  be  an  honest  dollar,  and  worth 


one  hundred  cents. 


We  be- 


lieve that  the  construction  of  the 


Nicaragua   Canal   should   be  en- 
couraged and  controlled   by  this 


government. 


We     believe 


that     our       foreign      commerce 
should  be  extended,  the  building 


of   American   ships   encouraged, 
and  the  American  flag   restored 


to  its    former    position  upon  the 


high 


We    believe   in 


the  entire  exclusion  of  the  Chi- 


nese from  our  soil, 


We  be- 


lieve in  the  restriction  of  natural- 
ization. We  believe  in  the 


present  restriction  of  all  foreign 


immigration,    and     the    ultimate 


exclusion      of  _  all      immigrants 


coming  in  competition  with  and 


tending     to    degrade 


labor. 


Beli 


leving 


American 
that    the 


success  of  the  Republican  party 
will  best  subserve  all  these  ends, 


most    of  which    are    in    its    plat- 
form,  the    Argonaut  will    do    its 


best  for  the  success  of  that  party 


in  the  coming  campaign  of  1894. 


September  17,  1894. 


THE        ARGONAUT. 


IS 


SOCIETY. 


Notes  and  Gossip. 

The  wedding  of  Miss  Elsie  Hamilton  Allen, 
niece  of  Mrs.  Randolph  Harrison,  and  Mr.  John 
Ferard  Leicester,  a  son  of  Rev.  Morton  A.  Leices- 
ter, of  Somersetshire,  England,  will  take  place 
next  Wednesday  at  St.  Paul's  Episcopal  Church. 

The  wedding  of  Miss  Gertrude  Wilson,  daughter 
of  Major  Charles  I.  Wilson,  Paymaster,  U.  S.  A„ 
and  Mr.  Lester  O.  Peck  was  celebrated  in  Wash- 
ington, D.  C,  last  Tuesday. 

Miss  Earle  has  issued  announcements  of  the 
wedding  of  her  niece,  Miss  Caroline  Earle,  and 
Mr.  Harry  Sabine  Jerome,  which  took  place  in  this 
city  on  Wednesday,  August  29th. 

Mr.  Harry  N.  Stetson  will  entertain  a  party  of 
friends  at  a  picnic  which  he  will  give  to-day  on  the 
line  of  the  San  Francisco  and  North  Pacific  Rail- 
road. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  C.  P.  Robinson  gave  a  delightful 
dinner-party  last  Thursday  evening  at  their  resi- 
dence, 2010  Pacific  Avenue,  in  honor  of  Mrs.  John 
R.  Jarboe  and  Miss  Kathryn  Jarboe,  who  will 
leave  to-day  to  pass  several  months  in  the  Eastern 
States. 

Mrs.  James  S.  Wethered  gave  a  lunch-party  re- 
cently at  her  residence  on  Pacific  Avenue  in  honor 
of  Mrs.  Thomas  O.  Selfridge,  wife  of  Admiral 
Selfridge,  U.  S.  N.  The  others  present  were  Mrs. 
Frank  Selfridge,  Mrs.  G.  Beebe,  Mrs.  Henry  Mar- 
tinez, and  Miss  Wethered. 


■     Movements  and  Whereabouts. 

Annexed  will  be  found  a  resume"  of  movements  to 
and  from  this  city  and  coast,  and  of  the  whereabouts 
of  absent  Californians  : 

Mr.  William  H.  Crocker,  Mrs.  T.  H.  Sperry,  Mrs.  A. 
M.  Easton,  Misses  May  and  Jennie  Crocker,  Mrs.  Louis 
E.  Parrott,  Misses  Louise  and  Daisy  Parrott,  and  Mr. 
Henry  W.  Redington  sailed  from  New  York  for  Havre 
on  the  Bretagne  on  September  8th. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  John  Parrott  and  family  will  remain  at 
Del  Monte  during  the  coming  week. 

Judge  and  Mrs.  John  H.  Boalt  have  gone  to  Oakland 
to  reside. 

Miss  Sophie  Johnson  will  come  out  from  St.  Louis  in 
the  winter  to  visit  her  aunt,  Mrs.  John  S.  Hager. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  A.  J.  Johnston  returned  to  Sacramento 
last  Tuesday,  after  passing  several  days  at  San  Jose". 

Mrs.  Moses  Hopkins,  of  this  city,  and  Mr.  and  Mrs.  J. 
H.  Benedict  and  Mr.  Elliott  Benedict,  of  New  York,  have 
been  at  Santa  Monica  during  the  past  week. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Truxton  Beale  have  leased  Dr.  Blake's 
residence  at  Menlo  Park,  where  they  will  pass  the 
autumn. 

Mrs.  A.  J.  Pope  and  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Daniel  T.  Murphy 
are  at  the  Pope  villa  near  St.  Helena. 

Mr.  Alexander  Rutherford  left  for  New  York  city 
during  the  week. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Henry  T.  Scott  and  family  have  returned 
from  San  Mateo,  where  they  passed  the  summer. 

Mr.  Peter  Donahue  Martin  has  gone  to  Los  Angeles, 
where  he  will  remain  a  couple  of  weeks. 

Mrs.  L.  S.  Adams  and  the  Misses  Beaver  will  remain  in 
San  Rafael  during  the  autumn. 

Mr.  Alfred  Clement,  of  Oakland,  has  gone  East  and 
will  be  away  two  months. 

Mrs.  W.  H.  Ellicott  has  returned  to  the  city,  after 
passing  several  months  in  Baltimore  and  other  Eastern 
cities. 

Baron  and  Baroness  von  Schroder  are  back  in  Hamburg. 

Mr.  Everett  N.  Bee  sailed  for  Central  America  last  Sat- 
urday. 

Mr.  Henry  Heyman  arrived  in  New  York  from  Liver- 
pool last  Friday,  and  is  expected  here  next  Saturday. 

Mrs.  F.  E.  Spencer,  Miss  Grace  M.  Spencer,  and  Mrs. 
H.  Ward  Wright  have  returned  to  San  Jose"  after  passing 
a  fortnight  at  Pacific  Grove. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Mountford  S.  Wilson  have  returned  to 
the  city  after  passing  the  summer  at  Black  Hawk  Ranch. 

Misses  Florence  and  Jean  Hush,  of  Fruitvale,  will  soon 
go  East  to  complete  their  schooling. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Will  E.  Fisher  and  Miss  Sister  Jennings 
are  passing  a  month  at  San  Mateo. 

Dr.  and  Mrs.  Edward  A.  Younger  returned  early  in  the 
week  from  a  visit  to  Del  Monte. 

Judge  and  Mrs.  Edward  A.  Belcher  have  returned  from 
a  visit  to  Eureka,  Humboldt  County. 

Misses  Miriam  and  Frances  Moore  will  pass  the  winter 
in  the  Eastern  States. 

Mrs.  Coll  Deane  is  visiting  her  sister,  Mrs.  Edward 
Barron,  at  Mayneld. 

Mrs.  Edna  Snell  Poulson  will  pass  the  winter  with  Mrs. 
H.  P.  Cristy  at  2838  Pacific  Avenue,  and  will  receive  on 
Fridays. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Frederick  H.  Green  will  pass  October 
and  November  in  Sausalito. 

Mr.  William  O'Connor,  son  of  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Cor- 
nelius O'Connor,  will  leave  on  Sunday  to  resume  his 
studies  at  Harvard. 

Mrs.  Peter  McG.  McBean  and  Miss  Edith  McBean  will 
leave  on  Sunday  to  make  a  prolonged  visit  to  the  East- 
ern States. 

General  and  Mrs.  S.  W.  Backus  are  residing  at  the 
California  Hotel. 

Mrs.  John  R.  Jarboe  and  Miss  Kathryn  Jarboe  will 
leave  for  New  York  this  evening. 

Colonel  and   Mrs.   E.   F.  Preston  are  at  the  California 
Hotel. 
\      Mr.  and  Mrs.  Timothy  Hopkins  will  pass  most  of  the 
winter  in  the  Eastern  States. 

Dr.  and  Mrs.  Clinton  Cushing  are  at  the  California 
Hotel. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Alpheus  Bull,  Jr.,  returned  from  Del 
Monte  early  in  the  week. 

Colonel  and  Mrs.  Samuel  D.  Mayer  will  pass  the 
autumn  and  winter  months  at  the  California  Hotel. 

Mrs.  George  Sperry,  Miss  Elsie  Sperry,  and  Miss 
Electra  Smith,  of  Stockton,  have  been  passing  a  week  at 
Del  Monte. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  A.  Leihenthal  and  family  are  residing  at 
the  California  Hotel. 

Mr.  I.  W.  Hellman  arid  family  have  returned  from  a 
visit  at  Del  Monte. 

Mr.  William  P.  Redington  and  family  have  taken 
rooms  at  the  California  Hotel  for  the  winter. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  R.  S.  Carey,  of  Sacramento,  parents  of 
General  J.  T.  Carey,  are  at  the  Grand  Hotel,  where  they 
will  pass  the  winter. 

Hon.  Irwin  C.  Stump  has  removed  to  New  York  cityr 
where  he  will  conduct  the  affairs  of  the  Hearst  estate, 
Mrs.  Stump  and  the  Misses  Virginia  and  Alice  Stump 
have  given   up   their   city  residence   and  will  visit  their 


country-seat  at  Palermo  and  also  Captain  Charles  Aull 
at  Folsom  and  other  relatives  before  leaving  California 
early  in  October  to  join  Mr.  Stump  in  New  York,  where 
they  will  reside  permanently. 

Mr.  Edward  Peterson  is  staying  at  the  California 
Hotel. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Samuel  Miller  returned  from  Santa  Cruz 
last  Monday. 

Miss  Sargent,  of  Stockton,  is  visiting  Mrs.  S.  F.  Thorn 
at  Cragthorn,  her  home  in  the  Santa  Cruz  Mountains. 

Dr.  George  Franklin  Shiels  and  Mr.  Charles  Shiels 
have  taken  rooms  at  the  California  Hotel  for  the  winter. 

Mr.  Horace  G.  Piatt  returned  from  Santa  Cruz  early  in 
the  week. 

Colonel  Charles  Sonntag  is  staying  at  the  California 
Hotel. 

Mrs.  Monroe  Salisbury  and  Miss  G.  Salisbury  are  at 
the  Fifth  Avenue  Hotel  in  New  York  city. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  C.  L.  Canticld  have  returned  from  San 
Rafael  and  have  taken  rooms  at  the  California  Hotel  for 
the  winter. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Webster  Jones  returned  last  Tuesday 
from  a  visit  to  Mrs.  Miriam  Pray  at  Santa  Cruz. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Nat.  T.  Messer  are  now  residing  at  the 
California  Hotel. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Paul  Jarboe  are  at  Concha  del  Mar,  the 
Jarboe  cottage  in  Santa  Cruz. 

Mr.  D.  O.  Mills  has  arrived  here  from  New  York  en 
route  around  the  world,  and  will  remain  at  Millbrae  until 
his  departure  for  Japan  on  September  29th. 

Mrs.  Robert  Y.  Hayne  is  passing  a  few  weeks  at  Castle 
Crag. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  E.  P.  Danforth  have  returned  to  the  city 
after  passing  the  summer  at  San  Rafael. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  A.  W.  Scholle  and  family  have  returned 
from  Del  Monte,  and  will  pass  the  winter  at  the  Palace 
Hotel. 


An  important  enterprise  undertaken  by  a  woman 
is  thus  described  : 

Mrs.  French-Sheldon  gained  great  fame  for  the  enter- 
prise and  courage  which  she  displayed  in  successfully 
carrying  out  her  expedition  to  Kilima-Njaro.  Now  she 
has  planned  a  much  more  enterprising  exploit,  under 
sanction  of  the  British  Government,  namely,  the  coloni- 
zation of  a  region  of  Equatorial  Africa,  known  as  Gusha- 
land,  situated  on  the  eastern  coast  along  the  River  Juba. 
The  country  is  singularly  fertile  and  possesses  great  nat- 
ural advantages ;  the  forty  thousand  natives  are  docile, 
industrious,  non-man-eaters,  and  agriculturally  inclined. 
Mrs.  French -Sheldon  will  employ  English  men  and  women 
versed  in  different  industries,  who  will  act  as  teachers  to 
the  natives. 

•     m    • 

A  dealer  in  horses  recently  took  to  Clyde,  N.  Y., 
a  lot  of  horses  that  had  been  in  use  on  a  New  York 
street  railroad.  E.  H.  Cady  purchased  one.  He 
was  driving  it  home,  when  a  traction  engine,  which 
horses  native  to  Clyde  do  not  notice  any  more  than 
they  would  a  sheep,  met  them  in  the  road.  The 
city  horse  stopped,  looked  wildly  at  the  strange 
thing  for  a  moment,  gave  a  shudder,  and  fell  dead 
in  its  tracks. 

In  his  new  book  of  essays,  Richard  Le  Gallienne 
says:  " There  is  nothing  in  life  so  much  exagger- 
ated as  the  importance  of  art.  If  it  were  all  wiped 
off  the  surface  of  the  earth  to-morrow,  the  world 
would  scarcely  miss  it.  For  what  is  art  but  the 
faint  reflection  of  the  beauty  already  sown  broad- 
cast over  the  face  of  the  world  ?  And  that  would 
remain." 


Queen  Victoria's  walking-stick  is  an  interesting 
one  historically.  It  is  made  of  oak,  cut  from  the 
famous  tree  of  Boscobel,  that  sheltered  her  an- 
cestor, Charles  the  Second,  after  the  battle  of 
Worcester.  As  a  handle  it  has  a  quaint  little  In- 
dian idol,  which  her  majesty  received  from  the 
spoil  of  Seringapatam. 


The  Turkish  Government  has  ordered  the  aque- 
ducts of  Solomon  in  Jerusalem  to  be  put  into  re- 
pair. They  will  bring  water  into  the  city  from  the 
fountains  of  Arroul.  A  tunnel  four  thousand  yards 
long  will  be  built  at  a  cost  of  two  millions  of  dol- 
lars. The  aqueduct  was  still  in  working  order  in 
the  time  of  Christ. 


The  opening  lecture  of  the  course  of  1894-5  of 
the  Geographical  Society  of  California  will  take 
place  at  Union  Square  Hall  on  Thursday  evening, 
September  20th,  when  Fred  Wm.  D'Evelyn,  the 
president  of  the  society,  will  deliver  a  lecture  on 
"  South  Africa  and  its  Gold  Fields." 


—  Millinery  is  the  theme  that  is  en- 
grossing  the  attention  of  the  fair  sex  at  the  present 
moment.  What  shall  my  fall  bonnet  be  like  ? 
Where  shall  I  go  to  get  it?  Who  will  have  the 
swellest  things  ?  Well,  it's  difficult  to  tell.  But  so 
far  as  we  have  heard,  the  only  one  who  has  invaded 
the  Citadel  of  Fashion — Paris,  the  only  Paris — 
Mme.  Andr^e,  of  The  Maze,  has  the  lead.  She 
has  brought  with  her  about  twenty  models,  and  she 
is  going  to  reveal  them  to  the  ladies  Tuesday  next. 
The  Maze  have  shown  a  master-stroke  in  sending 
to  Paris  for  their  things,  and  the  ladies  who  want 
extreme  swell  hats  will  indorse  it  with  their  patron- 
age.       _     

—  A     TREAT     IS     IN    STORE     FOR    OUR    CITIZENS 

in  the  lecture  to  be  delivered  by  M.  D.  Boruck,  at 
Golden  Gate  Hall,  on  Wednesday  evening,  October 
10th,  in  aid  of  the  Childrens'  Hospital,  the  subject 
being  the  "  Purity  of  the  Press."  In  addition,  Mr. 
Boruck  makes  an  innovation  in  that  all  the  receipts 
go  to  the  charity  interested,  and  there  will  be  no 
free  list  whatever.  His  lecture  will  be  well  worth 
listening  to,  as  the  lecturer  enjoys  a  well-established 
reputation  as  a  writer  and  a  reader. 


—  Opera  glass— latest  Parisian  styles  in 
aluminum,  with  or  without  handles,  at  very  moder- 
ate prices.  Henry  Kahn  &  Co.,  Opticians,  642 
Market  Street,  Chronicle  Building. 


—  For  engagement,  wedding,  and  birth- 
day  presents  do  not  fail  to  visit  S.  &  G.  Gump's, 
113  Geary  Street. 

—Moore's  Poison-Oak  Remedy.  Cures  poi- 
son-oak  and  all  skin  diseases. 


Army  and  Navy  News. 

The  latest  personal  notes  relative  to  army  and 
navy  people  at  the  various  posts  around  San  Fran- 
cisco are  appended : 

The  wedding  of  Miss  Duvall,  daughter  of  Lieutenant 
W.  P.  Duvall,  Fifth  Artillery,  U.  S.  A.,  and  Mr.  Louis 
Eugene  Marie,  son  of  Dr.  Marie,  of  Philadelphia,  will 
take  place  at  Fortress  Monroe  next  Tuesday. 

Captain  Thomas  H.  Barry,  First  Infantry,  U.  S.  A., 
has  been  detailed  to  represent  the  War  Department  as  a 
member  of  the  board  of  management  of  the  exhibit  of 
the  United  States  Government  at  the  Cotton  States  and 
International  Exposition  at  Atlanta,  Ga„  in  1895. 

Captain  Elbridge  R.  Hills,  Fifth  Artillery,  U.  S.  A., 
who  has  been  on  duty  at  the  University  of  Illinois,  Cham- 
paign, 111.,  since  June,  1890,  arrived  here  last  Monday  to 
join  his  battery.  He  was  accompanied  by  his  wife  and 
children  and  Mrs.  Fleming. 

Lieutenant  Joseph  M.  T.  Partello,  Fifth  Infantry,  U. 
S.  A.,  is  en  route  here  from  Columbus  Barracks,  with  a 
detail  of  recruits  for  Angel  Island  and  the  Presidio. 

Lieutenant  William  M.  Crofton,  First  Infantry,  U.  S. 
A.,  has  returned  from  his  Eastern  trip,  and  is  at  Angel 
Island. 

Lieutenant  D.  D.  Johnson,  Fifth  Artillery,  U.  S.  A., 
recently  visited  Block  Island,  R.  I. 

Lieutenant  H.  J.  McGrath,  Fourth  Cavalry,  U.  S.  A., 
was  relieved  from  duty  last  Monday  as  professor  of  mili- 
tary science  and  tactics  at  the  State  University,  Madi- 
son, Wis.,  and  ordered  to  join  his  troop. 

Lieutenant  George  G.  Gatley,  Fifth  Artillery,  U.  S.  A., 
has  returned  to  his  battery  at  the  Presidio,  after  tem- 
porary duty  at  Alcatraz  Island. 

Lieutenant  Robert  H.  Noble,  First  Infantry,  U.  S.  A., 
was  relieved  from  duty  last  Monday  at  St.  John's  Col- 
lege, Annapolis,  Md.,  and  granted  two  months'  leave  of 
absence. 


James  Russell  Lowell  said  one  night  at  a  dinner 
that  Englishmen  reminded  him  of  the  historical 
nigger  who  never  changed  his  shirt,  but,  when  it 
was  going  to  pieces,  just  put  on  a  new  one  over  it, 
and  let  the  old  one  work  into  his  system.  He  said 
that  was  the  way  Englishmen  altered  their  ideas. 
They  never  changed  them,  but,  when  an  idea  was 
quite  worn  out,  just  quietly  assimilated  it  while  they 
were  showing  a  new  one  on  the  top. 


At  church  the  deacon  raised  the  tune 
With  nasal  twang  first  low,  then  louder; 

At  home  his  good  wife  raised  the  cake 
With  some  of  Cleveland's  Baking  Powder: — 

'Twas  vainly  hoped  his  tunes  he'd  make 
One  half  as  good  as  her  fine  cake. 


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J.  Dalzell  Brown,  Secretary  and  Treasurer. 


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at  the  rate  of  two  per  cent,  per  annum  on  daily  balances. 
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the  usual  rates  of  interest  thereon. 

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Jno.  J.  Valentine,  President;  Homer  S.  King,  Manager. 
H.  Wadsworth,  Cashier ;  F.  L.  Lipman,  Asst-Casmer. 
Directors — John  J.  Valentine,  Benj.  P.  Cheney,  Oliver 
Eldridge,  Henry  E.  Huntington,  Homer  S.  King,  Geo.  E. 
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H.Green,  J.  M.  Haven. 

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Assets 2,632,328 

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THE    ALLEGED    HUMORISTS. 


"So  Miss  Fullcash  did  not  marry  Lord  Lack- 
rocks,  after  all."  "  No  ;  she  came  back  the  peer- 
less beauty  she  always  was." — Brooklyn  Life. 

Daughter  (weeping) — "Oh,  papa,  to-day  I  enter 
already  on  my  thirtieth  year."  Father— "  Calm 
yourself,  child  —  it  won't  last  long."  —  Fliegende 
Blatter. 

Mistress — "  And,  pray,  why  do  you  want  to  leave 
us,  Anna?"  Cook — "The  doctor*  has  ordered  my 
grenadier  a  more  generous  diet." — Baseler  Nach- 
richten . 

At  the  butcher's  :  "Why  did  you  put  up  that 
large  mirror  near  the  door?"  "To  prevent  the 
servant-girls  from  watching  the  scales." — Fliegende 
Blatter. 

He — "  But  it  must  be  confusing."  She — "  Con- 
fusing !  I  should  say  it  was  !  Why,  these  are 
three  triplets,  and  each  thinks  he's  engaged  to 
her." — Life. 

Wife — "  And  did  Mr.  Gay  really  say  I  was  posi- 
tively dove-like?"  Husband — "  Something  of  that 
sort.  He  said  you  were  pigeon-toed,  I  believe." — 
Boston  Transcript. 

"  Er — about  this  coming  prize-fight,"  said  the  re- 
porter. "Well?"  asked  the  pugilist.  "Is  it  to 
be  fought  with  bare  mouths  or  telephones  ? " — 
Indianapolis  Journal. 

"  Ah,"  remarked  the  belt-buckle  to  the  bustle, 
"  I  think  I  have  seen  you  before,"  "  If  you  ever 
did,"  replied  the  bustle,  curtly.  "I  was  out  of 
place." — New  York  Sun. 

Landlady — "I  believe  in  letting  coffee  boil  for 
thirty  minutes  ;  that's  the  only  way  to  get  the  good 
out  of  it."  New  boarder  (tasting  his  and  leaving 
it) — "  You  succeed  admirably,  ma'am." — Bazar. 

Percival — "  Miss  Walker  does  not  seem  to  be  a 
very  warm  friend  of  yours,  Winifred."  Winifred 
— "  N-no  ;  I  believe  she  and  my  mother  had  some 
sort  of  a  quarrel  when  they  were  girls." — Vogue. 

Dora — "  Men  may  not  think  so,  but  nowadays 
there  are  a  great  many  girls  who  have  no  intention 
of  ever  marrying."  George — "  Oh,  I  know  it.  I've 
proposed  to  a  dozen  of  them." — New  York  Weekly. 

Ada — "Flo  was  just  going  down  for  the  third 
time  when  Dr.  Watson  dived  off  a  yacht  and 
caught  her."  Grace — "  And  saved  her  life  !  Wasn't 
that  wonderful."   Ada — "  Yes,  for  a  doctor." — Life. 

Bolker  (meditatively) — "My  experience  has 
taught  me  one  curious  thing."  Blobbs — "  Has, 
eh?  What  is  it?"  Bolker— "  That  the  closer  a 
man  is,  the  harder  it  is  to  touch  him." — Buffalo 
Courier. 

"This  paper,"  said  Mr.  Rafferty,  "says  that  a 
felly  wor  blasi.  Phwat's  blase"  f"  "Thot,"  said 
Mr.  Dolan,  "is  the  falin'  thot  comes  to  a  mon 
who's  got  so  lazy  that  loafin'  is  hard  worruk." — 
Washington  Star. 

Minnie — "  She  was  once  engaged  to  the  Earl  of 
Earlsmere,  but  her  mother  broke  it  off."  May — 
"  Why  ?"  Minnie — "  She  had  been  under  the  im- 
pression that  the  alliance  would  make  her  a 
dowager-countess." — Vogue. 

A?iita — "Do  you  know  I  like  appearing  in  the 
living  pictures  better  than  any  other  kind  of  show  I 
was  ever  in?"  Etta — "Why's  that?"  Anita — 
"  We  don't  have  to  have  any  dress  rehearsals,  you 
know." — South  Boston  News. 

Etliel — "  I  don't  believe  in  marrying  young  ;  do 
you?"  Edith — "No — that  is,  not  too  young." 
Ethel — "  When  I  think  of  it,  it  seems  hardly  pos- 
sible that  my  mother  was  married  before  I  was 
born."  Edith — "  Good  gracious  !  Is  your  mother 
that  old  ?  "—Life. 

"  Do  you  think,"  said  the  intellectual  young 
woman,  "  that  there  is  any  truth  in  the  theory  that 
big  creatures  are  better  natured  than  small  ones  ?  " 
"Yes,"  answered  the  young  man,  "  I  do.  Look 
at  the  difference  between  the  Jersey  mosquito  and 
the  Jersey  cow." — Life. 

Friend — '*  How  is  it  yeh  ain't  got  that  position 
yet?  Lost  yer  pull?"  Mr.  Ward  Heeler — "Oh, 
I've  got  the  pull,  plenty  o'  pull,  My  application  is 
signed  by  all  ther  political  leaders  in  th'  party." 
"  Then  wot's  ther  matter  ?  "  "  Can'tgit  any  of  'em 
to  go  on  me  bond." — Life. 

"  Did  you  tell  the  new  girl  of  our  custom,  my 
dear,  of  deducting  the  amount  of  her  breakage 
from  her  wages  at  the  end  of  the  month  ?"  "  Yes, 
I  did."  "And  what  did  she  say?"  "  She  didn't 
say  anything.  She  broke  six  glasses,  five  plates, 
and  the  soup  -  tureen,  packed  her  valise,  and 
skipped." — Bazar. 


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TABLE    OF    CONTENTS. 


Editorial:  A  Lesson  for  the  Mugwumps  of  New  England— Free-Trade 
Professors  who  have  Educated  Themselves  Out  of  a  Job — The  Demo- 
cratic Panic  has  Depleted  their  Pockets— The  Grand  Army  of  the  Re- 
public— Origin  of  the  Organization — Services  it  Commemorates — Gov- 
ernment Ownership  of  Railroads — Experience  of  Australia — Condi- 
tions which  Affected  the  System  There— How  It  has  Succeeded— An 
American  Pilgrimage  to  Lourdes — Religious  Superstition  a  Mental 
Disease — Zola  and  the  Pope — Senator  Jones's  "Silver  Party" — His 
Abandonment  of  his  Constituents 1-3 

Chuchita  :  A  Tale  of  Love  and  Tragedy  in  the  Valley  of  the  Sad  Little 
Birds.     By  George  Warren  Stealey 4 

The  End  of  Summer:  Our  New  York  Correspondent  talks  of  the 
Hegira  from  the  Eastern  Watering- PI  aces —The  McAllister  Picnic- 
Other  Closing  Entertainments  at  Newport— Southerners  at  Narra- 
gansett — A  Crop  of  Fall  Engagements— The  Social  Outlook  for  the 
Winter 5 

Old  Favorites:  "The  Priest's  Heart,"  by  Charles  Kingsley ;  "The 
Tintamarre" 5 

Individualities:  Notes  About  Prominent  People  all  Over  the  World 5 

Alphonse  Daudet  :  The  Life  and  Work  of  the  Great  French  Romancer, 
as  Pictured  by  R.  H.  Sherard— His  Wretched  Youth  and  the  Brilliant 
Success  of  his  Later  Years 6 

The  Season  at  Homburg:  Our  Correspondent  describes  the  Gayeties 
of  this  Fin  d'Ele  Resort — Americans  Prominent  among  the  Visitors — 
The  McCreerys  and  Von  Schruders — Chauncey  Depew  as  a  Cosmo- 
politan Favorite — The  Tennis  Tournament — An  Imperial  Lady  who 
Won  a  Prize— At  the  Golf  Links— Coaching  Trips — Dinners  and 
Dances 7 

An  Epidemic  of  Duels:  Our  Paris  Correspondent  tells  of  Several  En- 
counters on  the  Field  of  Honor — The  Complex  Quarrels  of  the  Sec- 
onds— A  "  Proces  Verbal  " 7 

Mascagni  in  Berlin:  His  Success,  his  Struggles,  and  his  Domestic 
Life 8 

Literary  Notes:  Personal  and  Miscellaneous  Gossip — New  Publications 
— "  Trilby  " 8-9 

Late  Verse:  "A  Commonplace  Letter,"  by  Margaret  E.  Sangster ; 
"The  Dai- But su  at  Kamakura,"  by  Mary  McNeill  Scott 9 

Drama  :  The  New  Drama — Stage  Gossip to 

Vanity  Fair 11 

The  New  Type-Writer  Girl:  She  Rattled  Him 12 

Storyettes:  Grave  and  Gay,  Epigrammatic  and  Otherwise — A  Grew- 
some  French  Tale — How  Desperation  Won  a  Fortune — A  Convict's 
Mother's  Sympathy — One  of  the  Most  Curious  Things  John  Ever  Saw 
— How  an  Asylum  Escaped — A  Judicial  Distinction — An  Inebriate's 
Pun — Lord  Denraan  and  the  Hatter — The  Book-Keeper's  Useful 
"Evil  Eye"— "  Poacher  to  Lord  Clare" — How  "Porte  Crayon" 
proved  a  Tall  Story — Rossini's  Kindness  of  Heart — An  Episcopalian 
Horse— Forster's  Pomposity.. . . .- 13 

Society:  Movements  and  Whereabouts — Notes  and  Gossip — Army  and 
Navy  News - 14— 15 

The  Alleged  Humorists  :  Paragraphs  Ground  out  by  the  Dismal  Wits 
'     of  the  Day 16 


A  great  many  people  are  finding  out  lately  that  this  is  one 
country.  Our  interests  are  so  intertangled  that  there  is  no 
class  among  us  that  can  go  it  alone.  The  millionaires  come 
nearest  to  it,  but  even  they  this  year  are  short.  When  the 
Democratic  free-trade  panic  of  1893  began,  the  Mugwump 
leisure  classes  of  New  England  smiled  the  smug  smile  of 
financial  ease.  Many  of  them  were  retired  merchants — sons 
of  rich  manufacturers — people  with  money,  but  "not  in 
trade  " — people  whose  money  had  to  be  invested,  so  most  of 
it  had  gone  into  railroad  stocks  and  bonds.  From  these 
stocks  and  bonds  they  drew  down  nice  fat  dividends,  trav- 
eled in  Europe,  clothed  their  wives  and  daughters  in  foreign 
fallals,  mostly  smuggled,  sneered  at  the  West,  voted  the 
Democratic  ticket,  and  apotheosized  Grover  Cleveland — until 
Grover  and  his  party  came  into  power.  When  that  event 
took  place,  the  resulting  financial  crash  did  not  alarm  them, 
for  were  they  not  "out  of  trade"?  They  did  not  "sell 
things" — they  had  their  money  safely  invested  in  railroads — 
the  railroads  did  not  manufacture  anything — nobody  would 


suffer  but  the  lower  classes  anyway,  and  not  the  rich,  leisurely, 
and  Mugwump  class  of  New  England. 

But,  all  the  same,  they  did.  As  we  pointed  out  months 
ago,  when  a  fool  Democracy  tries  to  run  this  country,  no- 
body is  safe.  It  hit  Harvard  last  January.  The  Harvard 
professors  nearly  all  belong  to  the  Mugwump  class  of  which 
we  speak,  and  have  been  busily  engaged  for  two  decades  in 
inculcating  free  trade.  They  builded  better  than  they  knew. 
On  the  second  of  January,  1894,  notice  was  given  to  a  num- 
ber of  professors  and  instructors  at  Harvard  that  their 
services  would  not  be  required  after  the  close  of  the 
current  academic  year.  This  was  due  to  the  heavy 
falling  off  in  Harvard's  income  —  not  a  falling  off  in 
tuition,  students3  fees,  etc.,  but  from  its  investments 
in  railroad  stocks  and  bonds.  The  free-trade  panic 
which  Harvard  had  helped  to  bring  about  had  hit  Har- 
vard. As  we  remarked  at  the  time,  the  college  professor  in 
our  American  civilization  is  very  remote  from  panics,  but  he 
is  accessible.  He  has  been  reached.  This  was  the  chain  : 
the  Democratic  threats  of  free-trade  tariff  tinkering  scared 
the  importers,  and  they  stopped  importing  ;  it  scared  the 
merchants,  and  they  stopped  buying  ;  this  left  the  manu- 
facturers without  orders,  and  they  shut  down  the  factories 
and  the  mills  ;  this  left  the  mill-hands  without  any  money, 
and  they  stopped  buying  things  from  the  shop-keepers  ; 
the  shop-keepers  stopped  buying  things  from  the  merchants  ; 
the  railroads  had  nothing  to  haul  from  mill  to  merchant, 
from  merchant  to  shop-keeper  ;  the  railroads  began  losing 
money,  although  they  discharged  men,  cut  wages,  and  laid 
off  trains  ;  they  failed  to  earn  their  fixed  charges  and  operat- 
ing expenses  ;  they  failed  to  pay  the  interest  on  their  bonds  ; 
Harvard  College  has  money  invested  in  railroad  bonds  ; 
the  railroads  are  in  the  hands  of  receivers,  and  can  not  pay 
interest  ;  Harvard  gets  no  interest  on  her  investments  ;  her 
revenues  are  reduced  ;  she  is  forced  to  discharge  the  pro- 
fessors who  taught  the  free  trade  that  shut  the  shops  that 
stopped  the  mills  that  destroyed  the  freight  traffic  that 
ruined  the  railroads  that  cut  off  the  interest  that  paid  the 
professors  their  salaries. 

We  have  not  very  much  sympathy  for  these  professors 
out  of  a  job,  nor  do  our  eyes  fill  with  tears  when  we  gaze 
upon  the  lank  advertising  columns  of  our  Democratic  free- 
trade  contemporaries — columns  once  bursting  with  "ads" 
and  exuding  prosperity  at  ever)'  pore  when  the  Republicans 
were  running  the  country  ;  but  now  that  the  Democracy 
are  at  it,  those  once  fat  and  juicy  columns  look  like 
Pharaoh's  lean  kine.  The  most  painful  feature  of  all,  how- 
ever, is  this :  that  newspaper  advertising  has  fallen  off 
so  heavily  in  consequence  of  the  Democratic  free-trade 
panic  that  most  of  the  able  Democratic  editors  who  brought 
it  about  have  had  their  salaries  cut.  This  is  calculated  to 
bring  tears  to  eyes  unused  to  weep. 

But  we  wander  from  our  Mugwumps — our  Mugwumps  of 
New  England — those  superior  persons  who  sympathetically 
read  Mr.  Howells's  "Altruria,"  who  believe  that  no  good 
thing  can  come  out  of  the  Western  Nazareth,  who  vote  the 
Democratic  ticket,  who  believe  in  the  Sacred  Codfish,  in 
free  trade,  and  in  Grover  Cleveland.  Well,  the  Maine  and 
Vermont  elections  give  evidence  of  the  fact  that  the  rich, 
the  leisurely,  the  intellectual  Mugwumps  of  New  England, 
like  the  Harvard  professors,  have  got  it  in  the  back  of  the 
neck.  Senator  Calvin  S.  Brice,  one  of  the  most  distin- 
guished senators  in  the  Democratic  party — who  is  at  pres- 
ent accused  of  receiving  bribes  from  the  Sugar  Trust,  but 
accusations  of  bribery  in  the  Democratic  party  excite  only 
languid  interest — Senator  Brice  has  been  interrogated  as  to 
the  reason  for  the  sweeping  Republican  vote  in  Maine  and 
Vermont.     To  this  he  replied  : 

"  The  Republican  majorities  in  Vermont  and  Maine  are  easily  ac- 
counted for.  In  eighteen  months,  securities  have  depreciated  beyond 
the  wildest  dream  of  the  most  rampant  Populist.  The  people  in 
New  England  are  large  holders  of  railroad  and  other  slocks,  and  the 
income  from  them  has  been  shut  off.  The  invested  funds  are  in  the 
hands  of  banks  and  trustees,  and  it  was  by  means  of  the  dividends 
that  the  New  England  people  were  able  to  carry  on  their  business. 
In  New  Hampshire,  Massachusetts,  Vermont,  and  Maine  there  are 
held  $350,000,000  of  Union  Pacific  bonds,  $450,000,000  Atchison,  and 


$350,000,000  Northern  Pacific  and  Wisconsin  securities,  so  you  may 
see  that  if  no  returns  are  received  from  that  large  amount  of  capital 
invested,  the  holders  of  the  securities,  if  they  follow  the  bent  of 
usage  and  hold  the  party  in  power  responsible  for  the  depreciation  of 
their  holdings,  naturally  feel  aggressive  toward  the  Democrats.  So 
I  am  not  surprised  at  the  results  of  the  elections  in  Vermont  and 
Maine." 

The  smug  Mugwumps  of  a  year  ago  have  become  alarmed. 
They  have  been  struck  in  a  tender  place — the  pocket.  They 
were  prepared  to  regard  with  fortitude  the  privations  of  the 
small  tradesman  and  his  family  under  the  changed  conditions 
of  free  trade.  They  were  prepared  to  submit  with  calmness 
to  the  sufferings  of  the  working  classes  under  the  low  wages 
caused  by  free  trade.  But  they  were  not  prepared  to  bear 
up  under  a  deprivation  of  their  own  incomes,  resulting  from 
the  ruin  inflicted  upon  all  forms  of  industry  by  Cleveland 
and  his  Democratic  fellow-wreckers.  Hence  the  tidal  wave 
in  Maine  and  Vermont.  It  is  only  an  index  of  what  will 
happen  in  the  rest  of  New  England.  There  is  no  rage  like 
the  righteous  rage  of  a  Mugwump  deprived  of  his  dividends 
by  Democrats. 

Our  Mugwump  friends  should  take  heart  of  grace,  fore- 
swear sack,  live  cleanly,  and  shake  low  Democratic  com- 
pany. They  are  doing  it  already,  as  may  be  seen  by  the 
figures  from  Maine  and  Vermont,  where  the  Democratic  vote 
has  fallen  off  about  thirty  per  cent.  More  Mugwumps  will 
abandon  the  Democratic  ranks  m  the  other  New  England 
States.  They  can  not  expect  offices,  fatted  calves,  and  things 
when  they  return  to  the  Republican  ranks,  but  then  they 
have  had  nothing  from  the  Democracy — nothing,  that  is,  ex- 
cept the  stopping  of  their  dividends,  which  Gan  scarcely  be 
considered  a  reward — and  on  the  whole  they  ought  to  be 
glad  that  the  Democrats  have  treated  them  so  handsomely 
in  only  taking  their  incomes  and  not  the  principals. 

As  we  said  in  the  beginning  of  this  article,  this  is  one 
country,  and  a  great  many  people  are  finding  it  out.  You 
can  not  ruin  one  industry  without  affecting  another.  You 
can  not  impoverish  one  class  without  affecting  all.  The 
New  England  Mugwumps  know  it  now.  They  have  learned 
it  in  a  way  that  will  impress  them.  And  if  their  experience 
has  given  them  any  wisdom,  they  will  hereafter  remain 
loyal  to  the  Republican  party,  which  has  always  believed 
that  this  was  one  country,  which  has  always  shaped  its  legis- 
lation for  one  country,  and  through  whose  efforts  it  has  re- 
mained, instead  of  being  rent  in  twain,  one  country  stilL 

The  annual  encampment  of  the  Grand  Army  of  the  Re- 
public which  took  place  last  week  at  Pittsburg  marks  an 
epoch.  The  rolls  of  the  army  show  a  diminution  of  over 
20,000  men  since  last  year.  The  maximum  of  names  was 
reached  in  1890,  when  409,489  members  in  good  standing 
were  reported.  From  this  there  has  been  a  steady  though 
gradual  falling  off  year  by  year  until  now,  when  the  total 
membership  is  only  slightly  in  excess  of  360,000.  The  de- 
cline will  hereafter  proceed  at  accelerated  speed  as  death 
gathers  in  its  victims.  It  is  reasonable  to  expect  that  in  the 
second  decade  of  the  twentieth  century  a  moderate-sized 
hall  will  contain  the  survivors  of  the  greatest  military  or- 
ganization this  country  has  ever  known.  Assuming  that  the 
members  of  the  Union  Army  at  the  time  of  the  surrender 
at  Appomattox  averaged  twenty-one  years  in  age,  they  must 
average  forty  now,  and  at  the  end  of  the  century  they  will 
be  forty-six  ;  but,  as  a  matter  of  fact,  the  average  age  of  the 
Union  soldiers  in  1865  was  nearer  thirty-one  than  twenty- 
one,  and  their  age  in  1900  will  be  nearer  fifty-six  than  forty- 
six  ;  a  superficial  estimate  gives  that  as  the  average  age 
now.     In  1910,  few  will  survive  but  the  pensioners. 

The  idea  of  the  Grand  Army  was  suggested  by  Chaplain 
Rutledge  to  Surgeon  Stephenson — both  of  the  Twenty-Fourth 
Illinois  Infantry  ;  thus  the  greatest  military  organization  in 
the  country  owes  its  origin  to  two  non-combatants.  The 
first  posts  were  founded  in  1866  ;  from  these  the  institution 
spread,  until  it  embraced  most  of  the  surviving  soldiers  of 
the  Union,  induced  every  general  of  the  army  and  every 
admiral  of  the  navy  to  join,  and  furnished  to  the  country 
five  Presidents,  and  senators,  representatives,  Cnl 
isters,  judges,  and   State  governors   without 


THE        ARGONAUT. 


September  24,  1894. 


twenty  years,  candidates  for  public  office  have  owed  much  of 
their  success  to  their  membership  in  the  body  ;  for  though 
it  has  eschewed  party  politics,  members  have  generally  been 
able  to  rely  on  the  support  of  their  comrades,  regardless  of 
party. 

The  idea  of  perpetuating  the  fraternal  feeling  begotten  of 
comradeship  under  arms  was  not  original  with  the  founders 
of  the  Grand  Army  ;  the  same  thought  occurred  to  the  sur- 
vivors of  the  Continental  army  after  the  peace  of  1783.  In 
that  year,  the  Society  of  the  Cincinnati  was  founded  by  General 
Knox  and  General  Steuben,  and  flourished  for  forty  years. 
It  differed  from  the  Grand  Army  in  that  membership  was 
restricted  to  commissioned  officers,  as  in  the  Loyal  Legion 
of  to-day,  and  that  it  was  hereditary  to  the  heirs  male 
of  the  original  members.  This  feature  of  the  organization 
roused  hostility  in  the  minds  of  many  who  regarded  the 
Cincinnati  as  an  order  of  nobility ;  and  gradually  the 
societies  of  Connecticut,  Delaware,  New  Hampshire,  Rhode 
Island,  Virginia,  and  Georgia  seceded  from  the  parent 
society  and  were  dissolved.  There  are  still  six  State 
societies  which  perpetuate  the  organization  in  Massachusetts, 
Maryland,  New  York,  New  Jersey,  Pennsylvania,  and  South 
Carolina  ;  and  every  now  and  then,  on  the  death  of  a  promi- 
nent citizen,  it  is  recorded  by  his  biographer  that  he  was  a 
member  of  the  Cincinnati.  The  head  of  the  house  of 
Lafayette  in  France  still  enjoys  the  honor.  But  the  trien- 
nial meetings  of  the  society  attract  little  attention,  and  many 
people  are  unaware  of  its  continued  existence. 

The  charter  of  the  Grand  Army  contemplates  no  heredi- 
tary succession.  To  belong  to  the  army,  it  is  necessary  to 
have  served  in  person  in  the  Union  army  during  the  Civil 
War.  It  need  hardly  be  added  that  membership  can  not  be 
claimed  by  those  who  sent  a  substitute.  It  is  a  fine  idea  that 
these  veterans  who  went  to  war  for  the  preservation  of  the 
LTnion  should  assemble  from  time  to  time  to  meet  their  old 
comrades  and  revive  the  stirring  memories  of  the  days  which 
tried  men's  souls.  The  American  people  need  to  be  re- 
minded that  there  is  something  higher  than  dollars  and 
superior  to  cash.  The  spirit  of  our  institutions  and  our 
habits  does  not  favor  the  development  of  patriotism.  The 
normal  American  is  inclined  to  regard  a  man  who  throws 
his  life  away  on  a  battle-field  as  a  fool,  and  bestows  his  chief 
admiration  on  him  who  accumulates  a  fortune  by  a  smart 
deal  in  stocks,  or  real  estate,  or  merchandise.  It  is  well  that 
this  mean  and  sordid  view  of  life  should  sometimes  be 
checked,  and  that  the  growing  generation  should  be  re- 
minded that  the  highest  aim  in  existence  is  not  to  become  a 
successful  huckster. 

There  is  a  growing  disposition  at  the  North  to  forget  the 
hatreds  of  the  Civil  War,  and  it  is  well  that  this  should  be 
done.  Civil  wars,  like  family  quarrels,  should  be  forgotten. 
It  is  observed  that  the  Confederates  now  are  rarely  spoken 
of  as  rebels,  and  that  accounts  of  the  erection  of  monu- 
ments to  Lee  and  Jackson  are  read  with  calmness  at  the 
North.  But  heroism,  patriotism,  self-devotion  for  country's 
sake,  are  always  virtues  to  be  admired  and  to  be  held  up  as 
examples  worthy  of  imitation.  It  is  right  that  the  names  of 
those  who  stepped  forth  from  their  peaceful  homes  to  take 
their  chances  of  shot  and  shell  in  order  to  save  the  Union 
should  be  remembered  and  commemorated,  for  if  there 
were  none  such,  hereafter  the  future  of  the  country  would 
depend  on  the  forbearance  of  other  nations. 

History  furnishes  a  remarkable  illustration  in  point.  At 
the  time  of  the  first  Punic  War,  Carthage  was  the  most  pow- 
erful state  in  the  western  world,  with  the  greatest  navy  afloat, 
and  the  most  widely  spread  dominions,  while  Rome  was  a 
petty  state  on  the  seacoast  of  Italy,  barely  strong  enough  to 
hold  its  own  patch  of  land  against  its  neighbors — a  war 
which,  with  intervals  of  peace,  lasted  one  hundred  and 
twenty  years,  ended  in  the  destruction  of  Carthage  and  the 
annihilation  of  the  Carthaginian  state.  The  controlling 
cause  was  the  fact  that  the  Carthaginian  armies  consisted  of 
mercenaries,  while  the  Romans  themselves  fought  in  the 
ranks  ;  and  the  lesson  is  that  Americans  should  never  grow 
so  indifferent  or  so  enervated  as  to  be  unable  to  undertake 
their  own  self-defense.  But  we  should  have  a  care.  Up  to 
a  generation  ago,  the  heroes  of  our  history  were  its  soldiers  ; 
now  the  heroes  of  America  seem  to  be  its  millionaires. 

A  recently  published  consular  report  presents  facts  in  re- 
gard to  the  railway  systems  of  Australia  which  furnish  a 
basis  for  comparison  with  the  railway  experiences  of  Europe, 
as  presented  in  these  columns  during  the  last  few  weeks. 
The  conditions  in  Australia  are,  of  course,  as  different  from 
those  of  Europe  as  are  those  that  obtain  in  this  country. 
Labor  is  more  expensive  in  Australia  ;  some  of  the  mate- 
rials of  construction  are  more  expensive  and  some  less  so  ; 
the  country  is  comparatively  sparsely  populated,  and  there- 
fore traffic,  both  passenger  and  freight,  is  far  lighter,  while 
the  through  traffic  forms  a  larger  percentage  of  the  whole. 
These  different  conditions,  while  they  must  be  kept  in  view 
;.ny  comparison  of  results,  are  an  advantage  in  our  pres- 


ent purpose,  for  they  enable  us  to  eliminate  local  conditions 
in  judging  of  the  effects  of  government  management. 

Australia  is  peculiarly  situated,  owing  to  the  fact  that  it 
has  no  large  rivers,  and  thus  regular  communication  with 
the  interior  can  be  kept  up  only  by  means  of  public  high- 
ways or  railroads.  The  construction  of  railways  is,  there- 
fore, a  public  necessity,  and  the  opening  up  of  new  land 
offers  compensation  to  the  community  for  any  outlay  on 
such  roads.  The  governments  of  the  various  colonies 
early  recognized  this  fact  and  began  the  construction  of  a 
public  system  of  railways  reaching  into  the  interior  from 
the  principal  seaports.  To-day  the  colonial  debts  princi- 
pally represent  what  has  been  paid  for  railroad  construction, 
while  the  railroads  theoiselves  form  assets  more  than  suffi- 
cient to  cover  the  indebtedness.  Nearly  all  the  railways  be- 
long to  the  colonial  governments  and  are  operated  by  them. 
In  New  South  Wales,  private  companies  operate  80  miles 
of  road  in  a  total  of  2,473  J  m  Western  Australia,  where 
railroad  building  is  most  backward,  the  government  owns 
204  miles  of  line  ;  private  companies,  453. 

The  colonies  have  wisely  endeavored  to  secure  the  rail- 
ways from  all  political  control,  and  in  all  four  the  adminis- 
tration of  railway  affairs  is  confided  to  a  board  of  three 
commissioners.  These  commissioners,  in  addition  to  direct- 
ing the  management  of  the  roads,  recommend  the  construc- 
tion of  any  new  lines  they  may  deem  desirable  or  necessary. 
The  Parliaments  act  upon  these  recommendations,  but,  in 
order  to  guard  against  any  unadvised  construction,  there 
must  also  be  a  favorable  report  of  a  public  works  committee 
in  Victoria  and  New  South  Wales.  That  the  building  of 
roads  has  not  been  unduly  conservative,  however,  is  proved 
by  the  fact  that  Victoria  has  a  mile  of  line  to  every  392  peo- 
ple ;  New  South  Wales,  one  to  every  509  ;  and  for  the  five 
colonies  the  proportion  is  one  mile  to  346.3  people.  The 
ratio  in  the  United  States  is  350;  in  England,  1,888;  in 
France,  2,110;  in  Italy,  4,999. 

In  considering  the  financial  operations  of  these  roads  it 
must  be  remembered  that  it  has  been  the  policy  of  the  gov- 
ernment to  push  the  railways  into  the  interior  in  advance  of 
the  population  in  order  to  encourage  the  development  of  the 
country.  While  this  policy  is  wise,  considered  from  the 
point  of  view  of  the  general  welfare,  it  has  resulted  in  the 
railroads  making  a  worse  financial  showing  than  they  other- 
wise would.  The  finances,  however,  are  not  in  a  bad  shape. 
The  working  expenses  range  from  59.39  per  cent,  of  the  re- 
ceipts in  New  South  Wales,  to  63.56  in  South  Australia, 
while  the  percentage  of  net  earnings  to  capital  expended  in 
the  various  colonies  is  as  follows  :  New  South  Wales,  3.48  ; 
Queensland,  2.36  ;  Victoria,  2.87  ;  South  Australia,  3.07  ; 
Western  Australia,  0.26.  The  small  return  on  new  lines  is 
particularly  noticeable  in  Western  Australia,  where  railroad 
development  is  but  just  beginning.  This  represents  a  fair 
return  on  the  cost,  and  one  that  will  compare  well  with  the 
roads  of  European  countries  ;  but,  as  the  interior  develops 
under  the  influence  of  favorable  transportation  facilities,  the 
returns  on  the  railroads  will  naturally  range  higher. 

The  cost  of  construction  per  mile  of  road  is  far  lower  in 
Australia  than  in  Europe,  the  figures  being  $44,779  anc* 
$97,040.  This  difference  is  partly  owing  to  the  fact  that  the 
cost  of  materials  is  less,  and  partly  to  the  fact  that  the  road- 
bed is  not  so  solidly  constructed.  The  lines  have  been 
pushed  ahead  as  rapidly  and  as  cheaply  as  possible,  in  order 
to  open  up  the  country.  But  the  difference  in  the  cost  of 
maintenance  of  way,  which  maintains  the  same  proportion, 
depends  entirely  upon  cheapness  of  materials.  The  figures 
of  earning  and  expense  are  affected  by  two  elements — the 
amount  of  traffic  and  the  grades  to  be  surmounted.  In 
Victoria  and  South  Australia  the  grades  are  similar  to  those 
encountered  in  the  principal  countries  of  Europe  ;  but  in 
New  South  Wales  and  Queensland  the  grades  are  consid- 
erably heavier.  In  Europe,  seventy-one  per  cent,  of  the 
mileage  has  a  grade  of  .5  per  cent,  or  under,  and:  ninety- 
eight  per  cent,  is  1.5  per  cent,  or  under.  In  New  South 
Wales,  only  fifty-three  per  cent,  has  a  grade  of  .5  or  under, 
while  twenty-six  per  cent,  exceeds  a  1.5  per  cent,  grade.  In 
spite  of  these  extreme  grades,  however,  New  South  Wales 
and  Queensland  both  show  a  smaller  percentage  of  operating 
expense  to  receipts  than  Victoria  and  South  Australia.  The 
traffic,  as  has  been  said,  is  far  less  per  mile  of  line  in  Aus- 
tralia than  in  Europe.  For  every  hundred  tons  of  goods  the 
Australian  railways  carry  per  mile,  the  European  roads 
carry  five  hundred  tons  ;  for  every  hundred  passengers,  the 
European  roads  carry  one  hundred  and  twenty.  This,  of 
course,  seriously  affects  the  receipts  and  expenditures,  for, 
while  the  traffic  expenses  increase  or  decrease  with  the 
amount  of  business,  the  fixed  charges  remain  the  same 
whether  traffic  is  heavy  or  light. 

The  earnings  per  mile  for  goods  traffic  are  just  about  one- 
half  as  large  in  Australia  as  in  Europe,  and,  as  the  volume 
of  freight  is  only  one-fifth  as  great,  each  ton  pays  propor- 
tionately more.  This  difference,  however,  is  slightly  de- 
creased by  the  fact  that  the  average  haul  is  longer  in  Aus- 


tralia ;  so,  while  freight  pays  2.69  per  ton  mile  in  Australia, 
it  pays  1.42  in  Europe.  The  expenses  per  mile  are  con- 
siderably less  in  Australia,  $49  being  paid  in  expenses  to 
every  hundred  paid  in  Europe.  This  decrease  in  expenses 
is,  of  course,  largely  due  to  the  decreased  volume  of  traffic, 
but  it  is  not  wholly  due  to  this.  The  Australian  roads  are 
economically  administered,  and  the  people  get  the  largest 
possible  return  for  the  money  expended. 

Governmental  management  of  railroads  makes  its  best 
showing  in  Australia.  Whether  private  companies  could 
run  them  to  greater  advantage  is  a  question.  Certain  it  is 
that  the  private  companies  there  do  not  make  a  better  show- 
ing, and  that  several  of  them  have  been  obliged  to  sell  out 
to  the  government,  which  now  operates  the  lines  successfully. 
While  possible  commercial  development  has  governed  the  - 
action  of  the  state  in  extending  its  lines,  these  extensions 
have  not  been  made  on  the  considerations  of  personal  profit 
that  would  rule  with  private  companies,  but  with  a  view  to 
promoting  the  general  welfare.  It  does  not  appear  that 
politics  have  affected  the  management  of  the  roads,  or  that 
the  roads  have  corrupted  politics.  The  dangers  and  the  mis- 
takes that  have  affected  government  operation  in  Europe  seem 
to  have  been  entirely  avoided  in  Australia. 

The  conditions  in  Australia  more  nearly  resemble  those 
in  the  United  States  than  do  those  in  Europe — long  runs,  a 
sparsely  settled  country,  etc.  Governmental  management 
of  railroads  in  Australia  has  been  a  success.  Could  it  not 
be  made  a  success  in  the  LTnited  States? 


Senator  Jones,  of  Nevada,  has  formally  abandoned  the 
Republican  party,  which  made  him  senator,  and  gone  over 
to  the  Populists.  He  denies  that  he  has  joined  the  Populists, 
and  states  that  he  has  become  a  member  of  the  "Silver 
Party."  There  may  be  a  Silver  Party  in  Nevada.  There 
is  none  in  national  politics.  "The  two  great  parties  are 
divided  on  the  silver  question.  Both  the  congressional 
campaign  committees  have  advised  candidates  to  use  their 
own  judgment  as  to  silver.  There  is  but  one  party  in 
national  politics  outside  of  the  Republican  and  Democratic 
organizations,  and  that  is  the  Populistic  side-show.  As 
Senator  Jones  has  not  joined  the  Democrats,  he  is  now  most 
certainly  in  the  Populist  party. 

As  we  remarked  last  week,  we  think  Senator  Jones  has 
made  a  grave  error.  The  friends  of  silver  have  a  right  to 
expect  as  much  from  the  Republican  party  as  from  the 
Democratic  ;  they  need  expect  nothing  from  the  Populists — 
that  collection  of  cranks,  socialists,  and  anarchists  will  have 
passed  into  history  in  two  years,  and  will  be  forgotten  in 
five.  It  is  our  firm  belief  that  if  a  working  Republican  ma- 
jority in  Congress  is  secured,  legislation  will  at  once  be  put 
on  foot  for  the  rehabilitation  of  silver.  The  details,  of 
course,  are  not  yet  agreed  upon,  but  it  may  be  said  gener- 
ally that  they  will  involve  the  retirement  of  all  the  legal- 
tender  notes  under  five  dollars,  and  perhaps  under  ten. 
This  will  vastly  increase  the  demand  for  silver  as  a 
money  metal.  The  demand  of  people  in  the  East- 
ern States  for  paper  money  in  such  small  denomina- 
tions as  are  current  there  in  the  shape  of  greasy 
one  and  two-dollar  bills,  is  without  reason  and  ab- 
surd. In  England,  the  smallest  paper  money  is  the  five- 
pound  note  ;  the  smallest  gold-piece  in  general  circulation  is 
the  sovereign,  as  the  half-sovereign  is  not  much  used.  In 
France,  the  smallest  paper  money  in  general  circulation  is 
the  hundred-franc  note ;  the  smallest  gold-piece  in  general 
circulation  is  the  twenty-franc  piece,  as  the  ten-franc  piece  is 
not  much  used.  These  two  great  nations  get  along  very 
well  with  their  smallest  notes  representing  from  twenty  to 
twenty-five  dollars  of  our  money — why  can  not  we  ?  These 
two  great  nations  have  practically  all  of  their  money  under 
!  the  value  of  five  dollars  in  the  shape  of  silver — why  can  not 
we  ?  Think  what  a  vast  demand  there  would  be  created  for 
the  product  of  the  Western  silver-mines  if  the  seventy  mill- 
ions of  people  in  the  United  States  were  to  become  accus- 
tomed to  the  use  of  silver  money  instead  of  microbe-infected 
paper  bills. 

As  we  have  said,  Senator  Jones  could  have  done  more 
good  for  the  cause  of  silver  in  the  Republican  party  than 
out  of  it.  But  he  has  chosen  to  leave  it.  Simply  "abandon- 
ing" the  Republican  party,  we  may  point  out  to  Senator 
Jones,  is  not  enough.  He  was  elected  by  a  Republican 
legislature,  which  legislature  was  elected  by  Republican 
voters.  He  chooses  to  betray  their  trust.  He  must  resign. 
If  Senator  Jones  chooses  to  desert  his  colors  in  the  face  of 
the  enemy,  he  must  give  up  his  commission. 

The  American  pilgrims  to  Lourdes  arrived  in  Paris  in  the 
last  week  of  August  on  their  homeward  journey.  The  party 
consisted  of  ninety-three  persons — seventy-one  female  pil- 
grims and  twenty-two  male  pilgrims.  Before  visiting 
Lourdes,  they  called  upon  the  Pope,  who  gave  the  Amer- 
icans a  special  audience  and  celebrated  a  special  pilgrims' 


September  24,  1894. 


THE        ARGONAUT. 


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mass.  After  the  mass,  each  pilgrim  was  individually  pre- 
sented to  His  Holiness,  and  received  his  blessing.  It  is  not 
stated  whether,  like  the  sixty  Canadian  pilgrims  who  at- 
tended mass  on  September  2d  in  the  hall  of  the  consistory, 
the  Americans  were  vouchsafed  the  precious  permission  to 
kiss  the  Pope's  toe.  After  leaving  Rome,  the  pilgrims  pro- 
ceeded, by  way  of  Genoa  and  Marseilles,  to  Lourdes.  There 
they  were  under  the  escort  of  five  priests  specially  chosen 
for  the  office,  and  were  allowed  the  unusual  privilege  of  cele- 
brating mass  in  the  Grotto,  Bishop  Keane,  of  Washington 
University,  having  been  designated  to  preach  in  the  Ba- 
silica. 

Under  the  Church  of  the  Rosary  at  Lourdes  are  fifteen 
chapels  dedicated  to  the  Holy  Mysteries  ;  each  one  of  these 
is  decorated  by  a  different  country.  Up  to  the  present  time, 
America  had  not  been  represented  ;  but  the  pilgrimage 
afforded  Mr.  Throop  the  opportunity  of  taking  possession  of 
one  of  the  chapels  in  the  name  of  the  United  States.  The 
banner  of  the  pilgrimage  was  deposited  there.  It  is  a  superb 
piece  of  ornate  needle-work,  seventy-two  inches  by  forty. 
In  the  front  is  a  broad  upper  panel  of  red,  and  from  this 
along  the  sides  run  strips  of  white,  adorned  with  the  arms 
of  the  State  of  New  York  and  the  city  of  Brooklyn  in  circu- 
lar frames.  The  centre  of  the  banner  is  blue,  and  on  it  are 
two  medallions,  one  containing  the  coat  of  arms  of  the  pres- 
ent Roman  Catholic  Bishop  of  Brooklyn,  and  the  other  a 
figure  depicting  the  Lady  of  the  Immaculate  Conception,  in 
a  robe  of  pure  white,  with  a  pale-blue  sash  and  a  nimbus  of 
golden  rays  around  her.  The  other  decorations  of  the  chapel 
will  cost  about  twelve  thousand  dollars  ;  the  money  will  be 
raised  and  the  ornaments  devised  when  the  pilgrims  return 
home.  It  is  noted  that  none  of  the  pilgrims  were  afflicted 
with  disease,  so  that  there  was  no  opportunity  for  Our  Lady 
of  Lourdes  to  perform  one  of  the  miracles  which  have  made 
her  so  justly  famous. 

Reasoning  from,  the  fact  that  from  one  hundred  and  fifty 
to  two  hundred  thousand  pilgrims  visit  Lourdes  in  a  year, 
and  that  their  numbers  are  swelled,  when  clerical  pressure  is 
brought  to  bear  to  four  or  five  hundred  thousand,  M.  Zola 
discerns  in  the  Lourdes  imposture  a  wide-spread  longing  for 
the  consolations  of  religious  faith  and  a  weariness  of  doubt 
and  criticism.  He  looks  upon  the  phenomenon  as  a  symp- 
tom of  a  mental  disease  produced  by  unhealthy  social  con- 
ditions, and  he  expects  that,  after  the  disease  has  run  its 
course  and  the  feverish  emotional  excitement  has  passed 
away,  exhausted  society  will  again  move  ahead  with  science 
for  its  leader.  Such  emotional  diseases  have  been  epidemic 
before.  Familiar  examples  are  the  outburst  of  the  Flagel- 
lants, the  belief  that  the  world  would  end  in  the  year  1000 
A.  D.,  the  crusades,  the  religious  wars  which  followed  the 
Reformation,  the  persecution  of  witchcraft.  On  all  these 
occasions  human  reason  was  for  a  time  dethroned  and 
delusion  swayed  intellects  which  were  normally  well  bal- 
anced. 

It  is  just  possible  that  M.  Zola  may  invest  the  Lourdes 
craze  with  an  importance  which  it  does  not  really  possess. 
The  number  of  pilgrims  who  flock  to  Lourdes  in  a  wild 
hope  of  being  cured  of  disease  by  faith  and  relics  bears  an 
infinitesimally  minute  ratio  to  the  number  of  devout  Roman 
Catholics  throughout  the  world.  There  are  seven  or 
eight  millions  of  Roman  Catholics  in  the  United  States  ; 
ninety-three  are  not  a  large  proportion  of  these.  There  are 
fifty-odd  millions  of  professing  Roman  Catholics  in  France 
and  Germany ;  in  Austria,  Italy,  and  Spain,  seventy-five 
millions  ;  yet  it  seems  that  all  these  millions  only  contribute 
some  one  hundred  and  fifty  thousand  pilgrims  in  a  year, 
unless  the  country  curates  preach  a  crusade.  Statisticians 
tell  us  that  in  every  million  people  a  given  proportion  are 
weak-minded  ;  does  it  exceed  the  number  of  the  Lourdes 
pilgrims  ?  Public  attention  is  drawn  to  these,  because  their 
behavior  is  eccentric  ;  nothing  is  said  of  the  millions  of 
Roman  Catholics  who  stay  at  home,  and,  when  they  are 
ill,  send  for  the  family  physician. 

It  is  unfortunate  for  the  church  that  the  Pope  should  have 
departed  from  the  prudent  reserve  he  had  thus  far  observed 
to  approve  Mgr.  Ricard's  indorsement  of  the  Lourdes 
miracles.  Mgr.  Ricard  is  evidently  a  shallow  churchman 
who  thinks  more  of  the  money  which  the  pilgrims  bring 
into  his  diocese  than  of  the  fair  fame  of  his  church.  So 
long  as  the  Pope  let  Lourdes  alone,  the  church  of  which  he 
is  the  head  could  not  be  fairly  charged  with  encouraging 
imposture.  But  now  Leo  the  Thirteenth  has  committed  the 
Papacy  to  its  support,  and  he  will  only  have  himself  to 
blame  if  the  Protestants  accuse  the  Papacy  of  resurrecting 
the  delusions  of  the  Middle  Ages.  His  Holiness  has  gone 
so  far  as  to  accuse  M.  Zola  of  "  trampling  truth  under  foot." 
The  notoriety-seeking  novelist  naturally  meets  the  challenge 
by  an  announcement  that  his  novel  "  Lourdes  "  is  to  be  fol- 
lowed by  two  others  on  the  same  lines,  and  that  he  is  about 
to  visit  Rome  to  collect  material.  Thus  a  writer  of  wide 
popularity,  who,  so  far  as  his  works  show,  was  indifferent  on 
the  subject  of  creed  and  sect,   has  been   converted   into  as 


envenomed  an  adversary  of  the  Roman  Catholic  hierarchy 
as  Eugene  Sue,  and  the  world  may  look  for  a  supplement  to 
"The  Wandering  Jew." 

Men  of  science  view  outbursts  of  superstitious  credulity 
with  unconcern,  well  knowing  that  the  reaction  must  come 
and  that  it  will  make  for  the  cause  of  truth.  The  further 
delusion  is  carried,  the  more  certain  is  the  return  to  common 
sense.  Nowhere  in  the  Roman  Catholic  world  has  the 
church  been  more  firmly  intrenched  than  in  the  Province  of 
Quebec  and  in  the  Kingdom  of  Belgium.  Nothing  short  of 
the  discovery  of  the  miraculous  cures  at  St.  Anne  de  Beaupre 
could  have  set  intelligent  Canadians  to  thinking  whether  the 
faith  they  were  imbibing  from  their  cures  was  the  truth  or  a 
snare  ;  and  nothing  but  the  insensate  obstinacy7  of  the  Bel- 
gian priests  could  have  driven  the  people  to  adopting  a  con- 
stitution which  prefigures  secularization  of  the  church  prop- 
erty at  an  early  day.  Perhaps  the  pilgrimage  of  the  ninety- 
three  Americans  to  Lourdes  may  prove  equally  educational 
among  their  co-religionists  at  home. 


The  Republican  State  ticket  has  now  been  completed  by 
the  addition  of  the  following  names  : 

For  Congress  in  the  Fourth  District,  Thomas  Shannon. 

For  Congress  in  the  Fifth  District,  Eugene  F.  Loud. 

For  Railroad  Commissioner  in  the  Second  District,  John 
O.  EarL 

For  the  State  Board  of  Equalization  in  the  First  District, 
A.  Chesebrough. 

The  last  shall  be  first.  Mr.  Chesebrough's  election  is  al- 
most certain.  He  is  a  well-known  merchant,  who  has  been 
in  business  here  for  many  years.  His  personal  and  busi- 
ness standing  is  of  the  highest,  and  in  addition  he  is  ex- 
tremely popular.  He  will  make  an  excellent  member  of  the 
State  Board  of  Equalization,  and  will  almost  infallibly  be 
elected. 

Mr.  Shannon  has  lived  on  the  coast  for  many  years,  and 
has  filled  several  offices,  both  elective  and  appointive,  at  one 
time  being  Collector  of  the  Port.  He  is  thoroughly  fa- 
miliar with  the  needs  of  the  city  and  State,  and  will  make  a 
good  congressman. 

Mr.  Loud  has  represented  the  Fifth  District  in  the  Con- 
gress just  adjourned.  This  fight  is  going  to  be  a  mixed 
one.  The  proprietor  of  the  Chronicle  wanted  Julius  Kahn 
nominated  ;  the  failure  of  the  convention  to  nominate  his 
man  has  very  much  disgruntled  him,  and  it  is  now  stated 
that  Julius  Kahn  will  run  independent,  supported  by  the 
Chronicle,  which  will  bolt  the  regular  Republican  nominee. 
On  the  other  side,  the  Democrats  have  nominated  Joseph  P. 
Kelly,  who  has  been  accused  by  Max  Popper  of  being  mixed 
up  in  the  street-sweeping  briberies.  The  Examiner  calls  on 
Mr.  Kelly  to  resign.  Mr.  Kelly  declines  to  do  so.  'It  is 
now  said  that  the  Democratic  State  Central  Committee  will 
put  up  another  man  for  Congress  to  run  against  Kelly. 
Thus  there  will  be  two  Republican  and  two  Democratic  can- 
didates for  Congress  running  from  the  Fifth  District.  In 
the  shuffle,  Mr.  Loud's  chances  for  reelection  ought  to  be 
good. 

As  to  the  remaining  candidate,  Mr.  John  O.  Earl  for  rail- 
road commissioner,  his  chances  are  rather  doubtfuL  The 
three  gentlemen  nominated  for  railroad  commissioners  by 
the  Traffic  Association  are  going  to  poll  a  great  many  Re- 
publican and  Democratic  votes.  The  regular  candidates  of 
the  two  parties  are  looked  upon  as  being  rather  unsound  on 
the  railroad  question.  We  have  no  hesitation  in  saying  that 
we  believe  it  is  safer  to  place  the  interests  of  the  people,  as 
against  the  interests  of  the  railroad,  in  the  hands  of  the 
Traffic  Association  nominees. 

Of  a  truth  has  it  been  said  that  politics  makes  strange 
bed-fellows.  Two  years  ago,  the  revolt  against  Bosses 
Kelly  and  Crimmins  led  to  the  Non-Partisan  movement.  It 
was  fathered  by  some  of  our  leading  citizens  and  engineered 
by  Colonel  D.  M.  Burns.  Experience  has  shown  that  while 
"leading  citizens"  are  valuable  adjuncts  in  politics,  sortie- 
body  has  got  to  get  in  and  work.  This  is  what  Colonel 
Burns  did.  There  is  no  doubt  that  his  knowledge  of  practi- 
cal politics  and  the  men  whom  he  controlled  had  much  to  do 
with  the  election  of  such  of  the  Non-Partisan  nominees  as 
were  successful.  We  may  remark  right  here  that  the  Non- 
Partisan  ticket  two  years  ago  was  also  the  cause  of  the 
election  of  a  lot  of  Democrats  whom  we  would  rather  have 
seen  defeated.     However,  that  is  neither  here  nor  there. 

While  working  for  Non-Partisan  success,  Colonel  Burns 
incidentally  did  up  Martin  Kelly.  Boss  Kelly  is  thirsting 
for  revenge.  He  has  a  large  and  elegant  knife  which  yearns 
for  the  political  viscera  of  Colonel  Burns.  He  has  betaken 
himself  and  his  knife  to  the  Non-Partisan  head-quarters. 
The  "  leading  citizens  "  are  coy.  They  do  not  quite  like  to 
strike  hands  with  the  Boss  whose  defeat  two  years  ago  they 
were  using  as  a  battle-cry,  but  still  they  would  like  to  down 
Burns.     Burns  in  their  heated  imaginations  has  taken  the 


place  that  Kelly  and  Crimmins  formerly  occupied.  They 
recognize  the  fact  that  Mr.  Martin  Kelly's  knowledge  of 
"practical  politics"  is  extensive  and  peculiar.  Therefore 
are  the  "leading  citizens"  coy.  They  do  not  say  nay. 
They  coquet  with  Mr.  Kelly. 

In  the  interim,  Mr.  Kelly  is  an  advocate  of  the  purity  of 
the  ballot,  the  reform  of  primary  elections,  and  an  en- 
thusiastic Non-Partisan,  and  his  war-cry  is,  "An-nything  to 
beat  Bu-r-r-ns  ! " 


The  platform  of  the  Democratic  municipal  convention  con- 
tains a  number  of  excellent  planks.  Those  in  regard  to  the  re- 
duction of  telephone  and  electric  light  rates  will  meet  with  gen- 
eral approval.  If  the  electric  light  company  can  afford  to 
pay  out  as  much  money  as  it  has  apparently  been  doing  for 
purposes  of  bribery,  it  can  afford  to  reduce  the  rates.  As 
to  the  telephone,  anything  that  can  be  done  to  reduce  the 
exorbitant  charges  and  improve  the  inefficient  service  of  the 
telephone  company  ought  to  be  done.  It  is  dear  and  bad. 
Both  of  these  concerns  are  paying  very  high  rates  of  interest 
on  their  capital.  That  is  not  the  case  with  the  water 
and  gas  companies.  When  a  convention  assumes  to 
fix  the  interest  on  a  company's  investment  at  five  per 
cent,  it  is  going  too  far.  The  plank  in  regard  to  erecting  a 
new  building  on  the  site  of  the  old  City  Hall  is  a  good  one  ; 
it  is  not  a  desirable  thing  to  have  the  police  courts,  the  city 
prison,  the  health  office,  and  such  branches  of  the  municipal 
government  in  the  New  City  Hall,  where  ladies  going 
to  the  Public  Library,  and  tax-payers  going  to  the  Tax- 
collector's  office,  are  liable  to  bump  against  smallpox 
patients  and  police-court  shysters.  Another  good  plank  is 
that  favoring  liberal  appropriations  for .  our  parks.  It  is  a 
pity  that  the  convention  rejected  the  plank  for  the  appoint- 
ment of  a  milk  inspector  ;  it  is  probable  that  in  this  city 
more  disease-germs  are  conveyed  by  milk  than  by  water. 
Tuberculosis,  or  consumption,  is  now  known  by  physicians 
to  be  directly  traceable  in  many  cases  to  milk  from  tuber- 
culosed  cows. 

As  a  whole,  the  platform  is  a  good  one.  Now  let  the 
Republican  convention  pass  a  better  one. 


The  leaders  of  the  present  Non-Partisan  movement  should 
1  make  haste  slowly.  They  should  wait  until  after  both  the 
Republican  and  Democratic  Municipal  Conventions  have 
made  their  nominations,  and  then  make  up  a  Non-Partisan 
ticket,  composed  of  the  best  men  from  both  tickets.  When 
neither  candidate  for  any  particular  office  is  deserving  of 
election,  they  can  then  nominate  a  man  who  will  be  accepta- 
ble. In  this  way  they  will  be  certain  to  make  up  a  ticket 
which  will  command  the  public  confidence,  and  they  will  not 
excite  the  hostility  of  stalwart  Republicans  and  straight-out 
Democrats  by  organizing  the  machinery  of  a  political  party  ; 
and  they  will  not  have  clinging  to  them  the  odor  of  "  boss- 
ism"  which  is  their  chief  charge  against  the  municipal  con- 
ventions of  the  two  national  parties.  There  are  thousands  of 
Republicans  in  this  city  who  will  not  vote  a  straight  Non- 
Partisan  ticket,  nominated  and  managed  by  a  regular  con- 
vention and  campaign  committee,  for  fear  of  electing  the 
Democratic  candidates — which  has  often  been  the  result,  in 
this  city,  by  the  way  ;  but  a  composite  ticket  made  up  as  we 
suggest  would  win  thousands  of  votes  from  the  straight-out 
voters  of  both  parties.  Let  the  Non-Partisan  managers 
consider  this  before  they  nominate. 


One  day  last  week  the  Examiner  announced  with  much 
apparent  enthusiasm  that  "  wool  was  rising  in  price  since 
the  new  tariff  went  into  effect,"  and  then  denounced  with 
much  indignation  the  false  and  partisan  statements  of  Re- 
publican newspapers  concerning  the  effects  of  the  new  tariff 
in  depressing  the  price  of  wool.  It  would  be  very  odd  if 
the  wool  market  did  not  move  slightly  after  the  long  de- 
pression caused  by  the  vacillation  of  the  Democratic  Sugar 
Trust  Congress  which  has  just  adjourned.  But  the  Ex- 
aminer has  also  claimed  that  the  new  tariff  would  "  lower 
the  price  of  wool  to  the  manufacturer."  Leaving  aside  the 
free-traders'  fairy-tales  about  "mixing  long-stapled  wools 
with  the  domestic  product,"  how  is  this  peculiar  bill  going 
to  raise  the  price  of  wool  for  the  wool-grower  and  reduce 
it  for  the  manufacturer? 

As  we  write,  the  Democratic  Municipal  Convention  is  in 
session,  and  it  will  be  several  days  before  the  nominations 
are  completed.  There  is  apparently  a  strong  body  of  dele- 
gates who  are  friendly  to  Buckley,  if  not  under  his  thumb. 
This  has  caused  much  anxiety  to  the  anti-Buckley  or  '.'  Re- 
form "  Democrats,  led  by  Jeremiah  Lynch,  George  T. 
Marye,  and  Judge  J.  F.  Sullivan.  It  is  freely  stated  by 
their  followers  that  if  the  Buckley  influence  is  dominant  in 
the  convention,  they  will  bolt  and  go  over  to  the  Non-  Parti- 
sans. 


THE        ARGONAUT. 


September  24,  1894. 


CHUCHITA. 


A  Tale  of  Love  and  Tragedy  in  the  Valley  of  the  Sad  Little  Birds. 


Nestled  in  the  very  heart  of  the  Sierra  Madres,  in  that 
land  of  romance  that  lies  to  the  far  south,  is  a  valley — the 
Valley  of  the  Sad  Little  Birds,  so  called  from  the  thousands 
and  thousands  of  tiny  gray  creatures  that  come  in  the  early 
spring,  filling  the  air  with  their  low,  mournful  cooing  until 
the  heavy  tropical  rains  of  summer  drive  them  back  to  their 
mountain  homes. 

In  the  centre  of  this  valley  rests  the  village  of  Baboragame, 
a  mere  mite  of  a  place,  with  some  twenty  low  adobe  houses, 
mellow  brown  in  tone,  clustered  around  three  sides  of  a 
plaza  that  had  once,  in  the  years  gone  by,  when  the  holy 
fathers  had  dwelt  there  among  the  Indians,  been  filled 
with  beautiful  flowers  and  plants,  but  was  now  covered  with 
a  rank  growth  of  cactus,  thistles,  and  wild  mustard.  Back 
of  the  houses  lay  small  gardens  and  corrals,  and  back  of 
these,  stretching  away  to  the  towering  mountains,  were  culti- 
vated fields  of  maize  and  frijoles,  through  which  wound 
aceguias,  furnishing  the  water  that  fertilized  the  land  to  such 
an  extent  that  it  brought  forth  in  a  manner  perfectly  surpris- 
ing to  the  farmers  of  the  adjoining  valleys,  causing  them  to 
believe  that  surely  the  Valley  of  the  Sad  Little  Birds  was  the 
blessed  of  the  saints. 

On  the  fourth  side  of  the  plaza  stood  the  Church  of 
Nuestra  Senora  de  Guadalupe,  builded  far  back  in  the  ages 
by  the  good  Franciscans  who  wandered,  fearing  not,  out  into 
the  wilderness  to  convert  and  save  the  souls  of  God's  wild 
children.  Like  the  houses,  it  was  of  adobe,  with  a  high, 
arched  facade,  from  which,  here  and  there,  the  plastered 
stucco  of  white  had  fallen  away,  exposing  great,  irregular 
patches  of  crude  earthern  brick,  while  in  a  tower  that  arose 
from  one  corner  of  the  flat  roof  there  hung,  suspended  from 
timbers  above  by  means  of  great  thongs  of  rawhide,  three 
bells. 

It  was  the  deep,,  rich  pealing  of  these  bells  that  awoke 
Edward  Marsden  early  one  morning  in  midsummer.  He 
was  a  young  mining  engineer  who  had  been  sent  down  from 
San  Francisco  to  take  charge  of  a  heavy  piece  of  prospect- 
work  at  the  Platerous  Mine,  whose  mills  were  pounding  away 
with  twenty  stamps  on  silver-bearing  ore  up  in  a  rocky  gorge 
some  five  miles  distant.  He  had  arrived  late  the  previous 
evening,  and  rather  than  climb  in  the  night  the  rough  trail  to 
the  mine,  had  remained  at  the  village,  being  fortunate  enough 
to  obtain  accommodations  with  the  priest,  Padre  Francis,  in 
the  little  house  he  occupied  adjoining  the  church. 

While  the  bells  continued  ringing  he  arose,  and,  hastily 
dressing,  passed  out  into  the  morning  light  and  stood  gaz- 
ing at  the  beauty  of  the  scene  before  him.  All  around  the 
valley  great  masses  of  mauve-colored  mountains,  sublime 
in  their  grandeur,  towered  up  into  the  intense  blue  of  the 
sky  that  melted  away  far  to  the  east  into  a  glorious  pink, 
and  there,  through  a  mighty  gorge  where  the  mountains 
seemed  to  have  been  rent  asunder,  standing  in  majestic 
cliffs  thousands  of  feet  in  height  on  either  side,  as  though 
some  great  door  that  had  been  drawn  open  to  allow  the 
passing  of  the  river  that  flowed  in  between,  the  first  rays 
of  the  rising  sun  came,  and  fell  like  a  pathway  of  gold  over 
the  green  fields,  across  the  village,  and  on  the  opposite 
mountains.  Two  burros  were  grazing  in  the  plaza,  and  near 
by  a  group  of  black-eyed,  bare-legged,  and  bare-headed 
children  were  playing  in  the  mud,  while  every  now  and  then 
an  Indian,  wrapped  close  in  his  rough  blanket,  hurried  by 
on  his  way  to  mass. 

The  deep  notes  of  the  bells  had  ceased,  and  through  the 
open  casements  of  the  church  came  a  faint  swell  of  music — 
harps.  Marsden  turned  and  entered  the  shadowy  little 
building,  and  stood  leaning  against  the  wall  near  the  door. 
It  was  all  new  and  strange  to  him — that  rude  house  of  God, 
with  its  little  altar  covered  with  wildflowers  gathered  by  the 
Indians,  and  on  which  burned  a  few  candles,  while  on  one 
side  was  a  gaudily  dressed  image  of  the  Blessed  Virgin,  and 
on  the  other  a  life-size  figure  of  Christ  nailed  to  the  cross,  a 
crown  of  thorns  resting  on  his  head  and  the  blood  oozing 
from  the  wounds  in  his  hands  and  feet.  Around  the  walls 
hung  a  few  crude  old  paintings  of  the  saints. 

Then  through  the  narrow  casements  came  a  flood  of 
golden  sunlight  that  glorified  into  an  unreal  beauty  even  the 
coarse  outlines  and  hard  features  of  the  worshipers  kneeling 
there  on  the  tiled  floor  that  had  been  worn  smooth  by  the 
knees  of  generations.  A  faint  smell  of  incense  floated  over 
the  church,  and  out  into  the  stillness  a  woman's  voice,  sweet 
and  rich,  burst-  forth  in  song,  and  the  padre  turned  and 
made  the  sign  of  the  cross,  and  the  men  and  women  arose 
to  their  feet  and  passed  out. 

Marsden  remained  where  he  stood,  watching  the  people 
file  by  while  he  waited  for  Padre  Francis.  He  had  only 
slightly  noticed  the  woman  who  had  sung,  but  when  she 
came  toward  the  door,  he  gazed  intently  at  her  in  surprise, 
for  woman  she  was  not,  but  a  girl  of  some  sixteen  years, 
tall  and  with  a  form  already  matured  in  that  southern 
clime.  Over  her  head  she  wore  a  black  shawl  that  was 
drawn  around  her  face  and  fastened  under  her  chin,  causing 
her  rich,  creamy  complexion  to  appear  almost  white. 

She  must  have  felt  the  intensity  of  his  look,  for  she 
raised  her  great,  innocent  black  eyes  to  his  and  stood  for  an 
instant,  her  full,  red  lips  parted,  showing  little  white  teeth  ; 
then  she  blushed  slightly,  and  murmuring  "  Buenos  dias, 
sehor,"  passed  on. 

That  face  ! — and  he  was  gazing  out  even  through  the 
thick  adobe  walls  and  beyond — back  into  the  past  and  into 
a  great  hall  where  the  works  of  the  masters  were  on  exhibi- 
tion, and  he  was  standing  before  the  life-size  portrait  of  a 
woman — a  nun,  with  clasped  hands,  and  eyes  raised  to 
heaven  from  under  a  black  hood — some  artist's  ideal — and 
he  had  found 

His  reverie  was  broken  by  the  padre,  who  took  his  arm 
and  I-d  him  from  the  church  to  breakfast,  and  there   Mars- 
■  .1  asked  of  the  singer. 

"  You  mean  Chuchita,"  said  the  priest — "Chuchita  Ochoa, 


and  a  dear  child  she  is.  I  have  known  her  from  babyhood. 
Her  parents  were  both  Mexicans.  I  say  were,  because  her 
mother  died  when  she  was  only  ten,  and  since  then  she  has 
kept  house  for  her  father,  an  old  rascal  who  is  always  in 
trouble,  but  is  now  working  up  at  the  mine.  I  see  very 
little  of  Chuchita  now — very  little,  for  our  church  is  not 
what  it  was  in  the  years  gone  by,  serior,  and  I  come  to  this 
village  only  twice  a  year — a  week  in  summer  and  during  the 
holidays — to  marry  and  baptize  my  people." 

One  day,  shortly  after,  as  Marsden  was  riding  up  the 
canon  to  the  mine,  he  saw  ahead  of  him,  slowly  climbing 
the  trail,  a  girl.  He  rode  on,  and,  as  he  drew  nearer,  he 
recognized  Chuchita,  and  when  he  reached  her  side — she 
had  stepped  from  the  trail  to  allow  him  to  pass — he  dis- 
mounted and  walked  on  with  her,  speaking  to  her  in  his 
broken  Spanish  of  the  scenery,  then  leading  her  on  until  she 
told  him  of  her  life  and  questioned  him  of  the  land  of  the 
America?iosy  of  which  she  had  but  a  vague  idea  ;  and,  too, 
he  said  some  pretty  things  that  caused  the  color  to  flood 
her  face  and  the  long  lashes  to  drop  over  her  beautiful 
eyes. 

And  this  was  the  beginning.  As  the  days  drifted  slowly 
by  and  passed  into  weeks,  they  met  again  and  again,  and  it 
happened,  they  knew  not  how,  that  on  certain  days  of  the 
week,  while  the  sun  was  sinking  back  of  the  mountains,  they 
were  attracted  from  different  directions  to  the  ruins  of  an 
old  house  surrounded  by  a  stone  wall  that  stood  in  a  little 
canon  at  the  edge  of  the  valley,  and  it  was  there  that  Mars- 
den, little  by  little,  without  knowing  it  and  without  meaning 
to,  won  the  heart  of  Chuchita.  At  first  he  would  have 
laughed  at  the  idea  of  making  love  seriously  to  her,  and  he 
sought  her  company  only  as  a  source  of  amusement ;  for  it 
was  dull  enough  at  the  mine  now,  even  his  work  kept  him 
employed  only  a  few  hours  a  day.  But,  after  awhile,  the 
languor  of  that  land  of  the  south  came  over  him,  and  he 
dreamed  of  what  life  would  be  with  her  if  he  could  only 
forget  the  world  and  remain  forever  in  those  everlasting 
mountains,  dwelling  in  an  Arcadia  of  his  own. 

It  was  after  dusk  one  evening  when  he  drew  near  the 
ruined  house,  and  as  he  dismounted  at  the  gate  in  the  wall, 
Chuchita  came  toward  him.  Fastening  his  horse,  he  turned 
to  her  and,  taking  her  hands  in  his,  said  : 

"  I  am  late,  little  one.  I  am  sorry.  Have  I  kept  you 
waiting  long?" 

"  No,  not  long  ;  but  I  was  afraid  you  would  not  come," 
she  answered. 

"  Would  you  have  cared  much,  dear  ?  " 

She  raised  her  eyes  to  his  and  replied,  with  a  deep  sigh  : 
"  Yes,  I  would  have  cared." 

And  to  him,  as  he  looked  into  those  eyes,  a  something 
akin  to  love  came.  He  had  never  kissed  her,  but  now  he 
put  his  arm  around  her  and  drew  her  to  him  ;  he  placed  his 
hand  under  her  chin  and  pushed  her  head  back  against  his 
shoulder,  upturning  her  face,  then,  gazing  down  into  her 
eyes,  he  whispered  :  "Tell  me  that  you  love  me." 

She  looked  at  him  for  a  moment  with  languid  eyes  and 
parted  lips,  and  then  a  great  thrill  passed  over  her,  and  she 
threw  her  arms  about  him,  and  cried  :  "Eduardo  !  I  love 
you  !  "  and  she  pressed  her  lips  to  his  in  one  long  kiss.  He 
tightened  his  arms  around  her,  holding  her  close  to  him, 
murmuring  :  "  My  darling,  my  love,"  and  again  his  lips 
met  hers,  and  he  kissed  her  until  her  head  dropped  on  his 
breast.  Gently  he  raised  her  head  and,  drawing  her  shawl 
about  her  face,  held  her  from  him,  whispering  :  "  My  nun — 
that  is  the  way  I  always  see  you." 

And  then  a  thought  came  to  him,  and  he  drew  her  back 
to  his  breast  again,  while  he  gazed  off  into  the  night. 
"  Chuchita,"  he  said,  "  I  have  something  I  want  to  say  to 
you,  dear — a  plan  for  your  future.  I  want  you  to  come 
with  me,  dear,  to  a  home  we  will  make  in  some  beautiful 
spot  in  this  dreamy  land  of  yours,  where  we  can  live  for 
each  other  alone.  I  will  be  kind  to  you,  darling,  and  love 
you — love  you  until  the  end.     Will  you  come,  Chuchita?" 

"  As  your  wife — yes,"  she  answered. 

He  made  no  reply,  and  she  slipped  suddenly  from  his 
arms  and  walked  quickly  away  ;  then,  turning,  she  came 
back,  pausing  within  a  few  steps  of  him.  In  the  dusk  he 
could  distinguish  only  the  outline  of  her  form  and  the  un- 
natural brilliancy  of  her  eyes,  as  she  exclaimed :  "  Oh, 
Eduardo,  my  love  !  I  understand,  and  I  know  not  if  it 
will  be  right.  I  must  pray  to  the  saints  ;  and  here,  to- 
morrow night,  I  will  tell  you.  Take  me  in  your  arms  once 
more,  caro  mio,  and  then  let  me  go." 

He  drew  her  to  him  and  held  her  folded  to  his  breast  in 
one  long  embrace  ;  then  he  released  her,  and  she  turned  and 
left  him. 

Slowly  she  wandered  back  to  the  village,  her  poor  little 
heart  throbbing  with  pain  and  her  mind  in  an  agony  of 
doubt.  She  entered  the  deserted  church,  and  in  a  corner 
near  the  chancel-rail  she  fell  on  her  knees  and  prayed  ;  and, 
as_  she  knelt  there,  gradually  a  holy  peace  came  into  her 
heart,  driving  away  the  cruel  pain,  and  the  conviction  grew 
strong  within  her  that  the  blessed  saints  had  heard  her 
prayer  and  would  guide  her  aright  ;  and  so,  after  awhile, 
she  arose  and  passed  out  from  the  sacred  edifice,  almost 
happy. 

When  she  met  Marsden  the  next  evening,  he  took  her  in 
his  arms  and  she  burst  into  tears.  Gently  he  soothed  her, 
and  after  awhile  she  sobbed  out  :  "Eduardo,  miot  it  no  can 
be — only  as  your  wife.     It  no  is  right." 

"  But,  darling,"  he  replied,  "  I  can  not  marry  you  now. 
You  know  the  priest  is  not  here,  and  will  not  return  for 
months,  and,  besides,  I  may  finish  my  work  at  the  mine  at 
any  time,  and  when  I  do,  I  want  to  take  you  away  with  me," 
and  as  he  continued  talking  with  her,  they  wandered  on  into 
the  village,  and  when  they  came  to  the  church,  Chuchita 
paused  and,  clasping  her  hands  to  her  heart,  cried  :  "  Eduardo, 
caro  mio,  come  into  the  church,  and  on  your  knees  before 
the  Blessed  Virgin  promise  you  will  wait  here  and  marry  me 
when  the  padre  returns,  and  then — but  none  must  know — 
my  father — none  ! — none! — until  the  padre  returns." 

He  hesitated  for  an  instant,  and  then  entered,  and,  kneel- 
ing before  the   image   with   her  at   his   side,  he  promised. 


Rising  to  their  feet,  they  passed  out,  and  she  took  his  hand 
and  said  "  Come  " — and  she  led  him  to  her  home. 

The  months  sped  by  and  the  holidays  were  near.  Mars- 
den's  work  was  finished,  and  for  days  he  had  lingered,  de- 
bating with  himself  as  to  whether  he  should  remain  until  the 
padre  came  and  fulfill  his  promise  to  Chuchita,  to  dwell  in 
that  Arcadia  he  had  pictured,  or  return  to  the  old  life,  a 
longing  for  which  came  to  him  at  times.  He  could  not  de- 
cide, but  at  last  concluded  to  go  out  with  the  bullion  train, 
which  would  leave  for  Parral  in  a  few  days,  and  then,  upon 
reaching  Guadalupe  y  Calvo,  a  town  one  day's  travel  from 
the  mine,  come  to  some  conclusion. 

The  evening  before  his  departure  he  rode  down  into  the 
valley  and  saw  Chuchita,  and  had  her  give  him  a  list  of  all 
she  would  require  for  her  wedding.  Then  he  kissed  her 
and  bade  her  farewell,  and  he  thought  that  perhaps  it  was 
for  the  last  time. 

It  was  late  when  Chuchita  retired  in  her  little  home  that 
night,  and  for  how  long  she  had  been  asleep  she  knew  not, 
when  she  was  awakened  by  talking  in  the  room  adjoining 
her  own.  At  first  she  thought  that  her  father— who  had 
been  discharged  from  the  mine  some  weeks  before,  for  ap- 
propriating to  his  own  use  some  valuable  ore — had  imbibed 
too  much  mescal  and  was  a  little  hilarious  with  some  com- 
panions, but  suddenly  she  caught  some  words  that  caused 
her  to  start  and  listen.  Then  softly  rising  from  her  bed,  she 
crept  to  the  door,  and  through  a  crack  she  saw  four  men  be- 
side her  father,  all  heavily  armed,  and  from  their  conversa- 
tion she  learned  that  they  were  going  to  rob  the  bullion  train 
at  a  place  she  knew  well. 

A  great  fear  that  caused  her  to  tremble  came  to  her. 
"Oh!  Blessed  Mother,"  she  murmured  to  herself,  "He  will 
be  with  the  train,  and  if  anything  should  happen  to  him  !  It 
must  not — I  must  save  him  ! " 

She  knew  that  the  train  would  leave  the  mine  at  four 
o'clock  in  the  morning,  and  she  also  knew  that  it  would  take 
a  trail  that  forked  off  the  one  from  the  village  to  the  mine, 
half  way  up  the  canon.  If  she  could  only  reach  there  before 
the  train,  she  could  save  him,  for  the  spot  where  the  robbery 
was  to  take  place  was  two  miles  further  down  the  other 
canon.  Hastily  throwing  on  her  clothes,  she  entered  a  room 
that  served  as  kitchen,  and  taking  from  a  table  a  knife,  she 
passed  out  into  the  night. 

After  pausing  at  one  or  two  of  the  corrals  near  by,  in  a 
vain  search  for  a  horse,  she  turned  and  started  at  a  rapid 
pace  across  the  valley  and  on  up  the  trail ;  and,  just  as  the 
eastern  sky  was  faintly  lighting  up  with  the  break  of  day, 
she  reached  the  fork,  and  dropping  on  her  knees  examined 
the  trail. 

" Dios  mio/"  she  cried,  "they  have  passed,"  and  she 
bounded  to  her  feet  and  was  off  in  pursuit.  And  at  the  in- 
stant from  far  down  the  canon  came  the  cry  of  the  muleteer 
urging  on  his  train. 

Suddenly  a  shot  rang  out,  followed  by  another  and 
another.  She  was  nearly  there  now,  and  she  sprang  aside 
as  two  of  the  bullion-laden  mules  rushed  wildly  up  the 
trail  and  past  her.  The  canon  echoed  with  the  crack  of 
carbines,  and  as  she  darted  around  a  bowlder,  her  long  hair 
streaming  out  into  the  morning  breeze  that  swept  with  weird 
strains  up  the  gloomy  gorge,  she  came  upon  two  men. 

One  was  being  forced  slowly  back  over  a  fallen  tree — 
Blessed  Mother !  it  was  Eduardo.  The  other,  tall  and 
swarthy,  with  his  face  concealed  by  a  mask,  had  his  knife 
uplifted  to  strike,  but — it  never  fell,  for,  with  a  bound, 
Chuchita  was  at  his  side,  her  arm  around  his  neck  ;  like 
lightning  her  knife  flashed  twice,  and  with  a  muttered  curse 
the  man  sank  dying  at  her  feet. 

And  as  she  looked  down  at  him,  the  knife  fell  from  her 
hand,  and  a  cry  of  horror  broke  from  her  lips.  "  Eduardo," 
she  moaned,  "  my  husband,  to  save  you  I  have  killed — my 
father"  and  her  head  fell  forward  on  her  bosom. 

Marsden  stood  for  an  instant  gazing  at  her  ;  then  a  great, 
fierce  love  caught  at  his  heart  with  fingers  of  steel  and 
wrung  it  until  his  whole  body  trembled,  and  he  gathered  her 
to  his  breast. 


Down  in  the  little  church,  in  the  Valley  of  the  Sad  Little 
Birds,  there  was  a  quiet  wedding,  and  Eduardo  and  Chuchita, 
with  the  blessing  of  Padre  Francis,  passed  out  to  dwell  in 
the  Arcadia  of  which  he  had  dreamed. 

George  Warren  Steai.ey. 

San  Francisco,  September,  1894. 


A  workingman  of  Dresden  lately  proposed  to  register  his 
new-born  child  as  Robespierre  Danton.  The  registrar  de- 
clined to  put  down  so  revolutionary  a  name,  and  the  father 
refused  to  register  the  child  at  all,  except  by  a  number. 
The  matter  was  taken  before  the  courts,  the  workman  was 
fined,  and  the  decision  was  given  that  in  monarchical  states 
such  names  are  not  allowable. 


The  British  Medical  Association,  wishing  an  exact  state- 
ment of  the  influence  of  alcohol  over  the  duration  of  life, 
charged  a  commission  with  the  inquiry.  Observations  in- 
cluded four  thousand  two  hundred  and  thirty-four  cases  of 
death  in  five  categories  of  individuals,  and  here  is  the  aver- 
age attained  by  each  class  :  Abstainers,  fifty-one  years  and 
one  month  ;  moderate  drinkers,  sixty-three  years  and  one- 
half  month  ;  occasional  drinkers,  fifty-nine  years  and  two 
months  ;  habitual  drinkers,  fifty-seven  years  and  two  months; 
drunkards,  fifty-three  years  and  one-half  month.  The  more 
advanced  age  is  attained  by  moderate  drinkers  and  the  mini- 
mum by  abstainers. 


One  of  the  year  1900  novelties  is  to  be  a  cascade  of  water 
descending  from  the  summit  of  the  Eiffel  Tower.  It  will 
not  splash  or  even  moisten  the  persons  who  are  ascending 
or  descending,  but  will  keep  them  in  a  pleasantly  refreshing 
temperature  during  the  hot  periods  of  the  day  ;  at  night  the 
water  will  be  of  various  colors. 


September  24,  1894. 


THE 


ARC  ON  AUT. 


END    OF    SUMMER. 

Our  New  York  Correspondent  talks  of  the  Hegira  from  the  Eastern 

Watering-Places — Newport,  Narragansett,  and  Bar 

Harbor— The  McAllister  Picnic. 

The  McAllister  picnic  marks  the  approach  of  the  close  of 
the  summer  season  ;  for  though  our  best  people  are  adopt- 
ing the  English  fashion  of  lingering  in  their  country  places 
till  the  opera  opens  its  doors,  they  seem  to  go  into  retreat 
soon  after  the  middle  of  September  and  are  lost  to  the  naked 
eye.  It  is  on.  the  eve  of  this  dead  season  that  Ward  Mc- 
Allister usually  gives  his  picnic.  He  gives  it  on  his  Newport 
farm,  a  sort  of  model  farm  on  which  he  raises  lambs  and 
turkeys  and  choice  vegetables  for  the  New  York  market.  He 
contributes  nothing  but  the  site  ;  the  guests  furnish  the  eat- 
ables, drinkables,  and  even  the  smokables  and  the  music, 
and  they  are  of  the  best.  McAllister  invites  whom  he 
pleases,  and  as  an  invitation  to  the  picnic  is  almost  equiva- 
lent to  an  admission  to  society,  he  has  no  difficulty  in  find- 
ing rich  people  who  are  grateful  for  the  honor.  , 

Other  closing  entertainments  of  the  Newport  season  were 
the  races  at  Coddington's  Point,  at  which  the  gowns  of 
Lady  Lister  Kaye,  Mrs.  Ygnaza,  Mrs.  Egerton  Winthrop, 
Mrs.  Burke  Roche,  and  Mrs.  Stuyvesant  Fish  attracted  more 
attention  than  the  horses  ;  a  domino  cotillion  given  by  Mr. 
Van  Alen,  who  did  not  go  to  Italy  as  United  States  Min- 
ister ;  a  dance  by  Mrs.  Paran  Stevens,  at  which  all  the 
world  and  his  wife  were  present ;  a  dance  by  Count  Zichy 
at  the  Golf  Club  ;  another  at  the  same  place  by  Mr.  Wilson, 
who  sent  coaches  for  forty  dinner-guests,  and  entertained 
them  on  a  piazza  which  was  a  mass  of  vines,  blossoms,  and 
long '  sprays  of  American  beauty-roses  ;  a  clam-bake  by 
Mrs.  Prescott  Lawrence  and  Mrs.  Charles  Oelrichs  ;  and  a 
splendid  dinner-dance  at  the  Renaissance  by  Count  Cas- 
tillane.  The  Ocean  House  closed  a  few  days  ago,  and 
turned  a  fashionable  party  of  guests  into  the  streets  ;  gossip 
says  that  the  season  has  been  more  productive  of  glory  than 
of  profit.  The  Casino  band  is  expected  to  depart  in  a  few 
days.  Mrs.  J.  J.  Astor  has  left  already ;  so  have  Mrs. 
Sidney  Dillon  Ripley  and  Mrs.  J.  D.  F.  Lainer.  When 
such  leaders  of  fashion  rise,  it  is  a  signal  to  minor  lumi- 
naries to  leave  the  table. 

Narragansett  is  being  gradually  deserted,  except  by  the 
Baltimoreans,  who  have  encamped  in  force  at  the  Revere, 
and  show  no  signs  of  packing  their  trunks.  They  had  a 
fine  hunting  meet,  the  other  day,  over  a  stiff  country  ;  two 
young  ladies,  Miss  Watson  and  Miss  Ely,  kept  up  with  the 
hounds  and  were  in  at  the  finish.  Mrs.  Jefferson  Davis  is 
staying  at  the  Rockingham,  and  has  gathered  round  her  a 
party  of  old  friends,  including  several  Southerners.  The 
season  at  the  pier  has  been  one  of  the  best  on  record,  the 
swimming  being  particularly  enjoyable.  The  beach,  how- 
ever, is  treacherous,  and,  with  certain  winds,  the  under- 
tow is  formidable.  One  day  last  week  a  boy  was  carried 
out  He  shrieked  for  help,  and  his  father,  who  was  on  the 
beach,  rushed  to  his  assistance  ;  but  he,  too,  was  unable  to 
hold  his  own  against  the  suction.  They  would  have  both 
been  drowned  if  a  friend  had  not  swum  to  their  rescue,  and 
held  them  up  till  the  surf-boat  came. 

The  hotels  at  Bar  Harbor  are  losing  their  guests,  though 
none  of  the  cottages  and  chalets  are  closed.  It  is  said  that 
the  display  of  beauty  at  this  pleasant  watering-place  has 
been  unexampled  ;  among  the  belles  have  been  counted  Mrs. 
Drayton,  Mrs.  Randolph,  Miss  Sturgis,  Miss  Thorndike, 
Miss  Gray,  Miss  Lawrence,  the  Misses  Van  Rensselaer,  and 
Miss  Carroll.  There  have  been  some  pleasant  dances  at 
Kebo  Valley,  and  Chief-Justice  Fuller  and  Vice-President 
Stevenson,  who  are  ardent  sportsmen,  report  the  fishing  first- 
rate.  But  people  have  missed  Marroneyi  Bey,  the  Marquis 
Imperiali,  M.  de  Ghait,  and  other  foreigners  who  have  been 
in  the  habit  of  entertaining  profusely,  and  here,  as  elsewhere, 
the  girls  complain  that  there  are  absolutely  no  young  men. 
George  Vanderbilt  has  been  there  all  the  season,  but  he  does 
not  count. 

The  Knights  Templar  are  at  Saratoga,  and  have  drawn  a 
crowd.  Lenox  is  full  of  a  choice  selection  of  fashionables, 
who  like  a  few  weeks  of  quiet  before  the  gay  season  opens. 
The  crop  of  fall  engagements  is  lighter  than  usual ;  hard 
times  may  have  had  a  depressing  effect  on  the  spirits  of 
eligible  men.  The  engagement  of  Miss  Annie  Langdon, 
daughter  of  Mrs.  Philip  Schuyler,  to  Mr.  J.  Howard  Town- 
send,  of  Albany,  is  announced  ;  as  also  that  of  Miss  Mary 
Temple  Emmet,  daughter  of  Mrs.  George  Hunter,  of 
Staten  Island,  to  Arthur  Russell  Peabody.  Another  en- 
gagement in  high  life  is  that  of  Miss  Gerry  to  Mr.  Y. 
Wadsworth  Ritchie.  All  three  affairs  will  interest  the 
members  of  the  Four  Hundred  and  their  friends.  On 
Tuesday,  Mr.  Louis  E.  Marie,  nephew  of  the  old  beau, 
Peter  Marie,  will  be  married  to  Miss  Mar)-  Lee  Duval, 
daughter  of  Lieutenant  Duval,  of  Fortress  Monroe.  There 
will  be  quite  an  assemblage  of  army  people  and  likewise  of 
fashionables  from  Philadelphia,  where  the  groom  lives.  By 
way  of  contrast,  on  the  following  day,  Judge  Edward  J. 
Bartlett,  of  the  court  of  appeals,  will  be  married  to  Miss 
Annie  Redmond  Piatt.  The  bride,  whose  father  died  many 
years  ago,  will  be  given  away  by  the  president  of  the 
Mutual  Reserve  Life  Insurance  Company. 

The  winter  season  will  be  longer  than  last  year,  Lent  com- 
ing three  weeks  later.  Party-givers  are  already  portioning 
out  the  days  between  them  ;  in  a  short  time  every  day  will 
be  "  barred,"  as  the  boys  say,  and  those  who  wish  to  give 
dances  or  dinner-dances  will  have  to  run  the  risk  of  being 
anticipated  by  more  popular  hostesses.  The  first  gun  will 
be  fired  on  November  12th,  when  the  horse-show  will  open. 
The  opera  opens  on  the  nineteenth,  and  in  the  intervening 
week  the  great  picture  show  of  "portraits  of  fair  women" 
will  be  open.  No  private  entertainments  have  been  an- 
nounced for  November;  but  it  is  expected  that  Mrs.  Van- 
derbilt will  give  "the  finest  soiree  of  the  season"  late  in 
November  to  introduce  Miss  Gertrude  Vanderbilt. 
New  York,  September  15,  1S94.  Flaneur. 


OLD    FAVORITES. 


The  Priest's  Heart. 
It  was  Sir  John,  the  fair  young  priest, 

He  strode  up  off  the  strand  ; 
But  seven  fisher  maidens  he  left  behind, 

All  dancing  hand  in  hand. 

He  came  unto  the  wise-wife's  house  : 
"  Now,  mother,  to  prove  your  art ; 
To  charm  May  Carleton's  merry  blue  eyes 
Out  of  a  young  man's  heart." 

"  My  son,  you  went  for  a  holy  man, 
Whose  heart  was  set  on  high  ; 
Go  sing  in  your  psalter  and  read  in  your  books  : 
Man's  love  fleets  lightly  by." 

"  I  had  liever  to  talk  with  May  Carleton 
Than  with  all  the  saints  in  heaven  ; 
I  had  liever  to  sit  by  May  Carleton, 
Than  climb  the  spheres  seven. 

"  I  have  watched  and  fasted  early  and  late, 
I  have  prayed  to  all  above  ; 
But  find  no  cure  save  church-yard  mold 
For  the  pain  which  men  call  love." 

"  Now  heaven  forfend  that  ill  grow  worse, 
Enough  tbat  ill  be  ill. 
I  know  a  spell  to  draw  May  Carleton, 
And  bend  her  to  your  will." 

"If  thou  didst  that  which  thou  can  do, 
Wise  woman  though  thou  be, 
I  would  run,  and  run,  and  bury  myself 
In  the  surge  of  yonder  sea. 

"  Scathless  for  me  are  maid  and  wife, 
And  scathless  shall  they  bide. 
Yet  charm  May  Carleton's  eyes  from  the  heart 
That  aches  in  my  left  side." 

She  charmed  him  with  the  white  witchcraft, 
She  charmed  him  with  the  black  ; 

But  he  turned  his  fair  young  face  to  the  wall 
Till  she  heard  his  heart-strings  crack. 

— Charles  Kingsley. 

The  Tintamarre.* 
"  Not'  Ma'itre,  this  is  the  Tintamarre 
Of  the  village  of  Cormeray." 
So  spoke  a  sunburnt  campagnard 
By  the  Beauron's  winning  way. 
From  hand  to  hand,  from  voice  to  voice, 

Five  hundred  years,  men  say, 
It  has  summoned  the  weary  to  rejoice 
At  the  death  of  the  worker's  day  ; 
Ha — ro — o  ! 
Giles,  Jacquot. 
Dieu  pardoint  au  bon  Comte  Thibaut, 
Ha— ro — o  1 
Marthe,  Margot, 
Dieu  pardoint  au  bon  Comte  Thibaut, 
Au  tout  bon  Comte  de  Blois  ! 

At  the  first  sweet  sound  of  the  vesper  bell 

The  harvester  drops  the  hay  ; 
And  leaving  the  last  tree  where  it  fell, 

The  wood-cutter  turns  away. 
Then  he  thinks  how  his  fathers'  fathers  toiled 

From  dawn  to  dusk  of  day  ; 
And  he  crosses  his  tools  in  the  Tintamarre, 
And  he  bares  his  brow  to  pray  : 
Ha — ro— o  ! 
Marc,  Michau. 
Dieu  pardoint  au  bon  Comte  Thibaut  1 
Ha — ro — o  ! 
Jean,  Jeannot. 
Dieu  pardoint  au  bon  Comte  Thibaut, 
Au  tout  bon  Comte  de  Blois  ! 

The  hurrying  plowman  stops  half  way 

In  the  furrow  turned  for  grain  ; 
Alone  he  doubles  the  roundelay, 

And  with  whetstone  strikes  his  wain. 
The  ditcher,  clearing  his  dusty  throat, 

Sends  on  the  same  refrain. 
Till  the  wand'ring  goatherd,  note  for  note, 
Gives  the  Haro  back  again  : 
Ha — ro— o  ! 
Luc,  Arnaud. 
Dieu  pardoint  au  bon  Comte  Thibaut ! 
Ha — ro — o  ! 
Jules,  Guillot. 
Dieu  pardoint  au  bon  Comte  Thibaut ! 
Au  tout  bon  Comte  de  Blois  ! 

Still  the  miller  reckons  his  empty  sacks 

As  he  stays  in  the  mill  alone  ; 
Still  the  miserly  farmers  bend  their  backs, 

For  the  harvest  is  all  their  own. 
And — ha!  ha!  ha!    "It  would  grieve  a  Turk," 
The  wiseacres,  sighing,  say, 
"  That  the  precious  daylight  God  gave  for  work 
Men  and  women  should  dance  away." 
Ha — ro — o  ! 
Jacques,  Renaud. 
Dieu  pardoint  au  bon  Comte  Thibaut ! 
Ha — ro — o  ! 
Jeanne,  Babeau. 
Dieu  pardoint  au  bon  Comte  Thibaut, 
Au  tout  bon  Comte  de  Blois  ! 

Now  the  fiddler's  time  of  toil  begins, 

Yet  he,  too,  gives  thanks  to  Heaven  ; 
For,  old  and  blind,  he  hardly  wins 

The  scanty  bread  of  seven. 
And  clattering  after  his  dancing  feet 

Come  the  village  children  all, 
As  they  mimic  the  sounds  of  the  Tintamarre 
And  echo  the  elders'  call  ; 
Ha — ro — o  ! 
Giles,  Jacquot. 
Dieu  pardoint  au  bon  Comte  Thibaut ! 
Ha— ro — o  1 
Marthe,  Margot. 
Dieu  pardoint  au  bon  Comte  Thibaut, 
Au  tout  bon  Comte  de  Blois  ! 

L' en  vol. 
Still,  the  grandsires  say,  does  the  good  comte's  soul 

Haunt  forest,  and  champ,  and  clos  ; 
Still  he  claims  his  lordship  on  every  bole. 
And  from  every  furrow  thus  takes  his  toll : 
"  Dieu  pardoint  au  bon  Comte  Thibaut ! 

Dieu  pardoint  au  bon  Comte  de  Blois  !  "—Anon. 

♦According  to  a  tradition.  Count  Thibaut  (of  Blois),  taking  pity  on  the  lot 
of  those  who  toiled  in  the  fields,  fixed  the  hours  for  beginning  and  ending  the 
day's  work.  Every  evening,  when  the  bell  of  the  town  had  rung,  one  could 
hear  the  workmen  nearest  to  the  town  warning  their  fellow-toilers,  either  by 
shouts  or  by  the  sound  of  their  picks  and  spades,  which  they  struck  against 
one  another.  This  was  the  "  Tintamarre,  '  and  during  the  confused  hum 
could  be  heard  the  grateful  shouts:  "God  pardon  the  good  Count  of 
Blois  !"— A.  A.  MonteU.  Before  the  Revolution,  "Not'  Maitre"  was  the 
title  given  by  the  French  peasant  to  his  superior. 


INDIVIDUALITIES. 

Sir  John  Millais  became  a  pupil  in  an  artist's  studio  be- 
fore he  was  eleven  years  old. 

The  Marquis  of  Lome  is  a  sympathizer  with  strikes 
where  the  men  have  a  reasonable  complaint.  He  has  often 
been  known  to  contribute  his  mite  to  a  strike  fund. 

John  D.  Rockefeller  is  said  to  have  given  his  daughters  to 
understand  that  they  are  not  to  be  great  heiresses.  The 
bulk  of  his  property  will  go  to  a  number  of  public  institu- 
tions. 

Professor  Koch,  the  great  bacteriologist,  is  (according  to 
the  Chicago  Tribune)  all  broken  up  and  in  retirement  at  a 
hydropathic  establishment.  No  bacillus — just  a  foolish  in- 
fatuation for  a  young  soubrette. 

Emperor  William  of  Germany  uses  a  rowing  apparatus 
daily  in  his  rooms  to  limber  up  and  harden  his  muscles.  It 
was  constructed  especially  for  him  by  a  Berlin  physician. 
He  finds  it  of  great  benefit  to  his  health. 

The  Ameer  of  Afghanistan  has  had  an  electric-light 
station  erected  at  CabuL  The  Ameer  has  also  had  built  a 
saw  and  planing  mill,  a  mint,  a  cartridge  factory,  an 
arsenal,  gunpowder  mills,  a  boot  factory,  and  a  soap  factor)'. 

A  remarkable  feat  in  chess-playing  was  performed  at 
Nuremberg,  where  the  young  player,  Herr  Walbrodt,  is 
playing  a  match  with  Dr.  Tarrasch.  Walbrodt  played  fifty- 
one  games  simultaneously,  winning  forty-two,  losing  five, 
and  drawing  four. 

Miss  Willard  says  she  once  asked  Thomas  A.  Edison  if 
he  were  a  total  abstainer,  and,  when  he  said  that  he  was,  she 
said  :  "  May  I  inquire  if  it  was  home  influence  that  made 
you  so  ?  "  and  he  replied  :  "  No  ;  I  think  it  was  because  I 
always  felt  that  I  had  better  use  for  my  head." 

J.  C.  Black,  the  Georgia  congressman  who  did  not  miss  a 
single  meeting,  day  or  night,  at  the  recent  session,  is  a  native 
Kentuckian,  and  he  achieved  during  the  war  another  dis- 
tinction. He  entered  the  Confederate  service  as  a  private 
cavalryman,  and,  amid  a  cloud  of  brigadiers,  came  out  the 
same  way. 

Lord  Rosebery  says  that  as  soon  as  the  story  of  his 
sleeplessness  got  into  the  newspapers,  after  he  entered 
Gladstone's  Cabinet,  he  was  deluged  with  cures.  One  of 
the  first,  and  what  seemed  to  him  the  easiest,  was  to  sip  be- 
fore going  to  bed  a  tumbler  of  hot  water.  He  tried  it, 
and  since  has  had  no  further  trouble  of  the  kind. 

When  Senator  Jones  was  a  miner  (says  the  Chicago  Trib- 
une)y  he  came  near  being  lynched  because  he  was  found  inside 
of  another  man's  trousers.  He  had  appropriated  them  by  mis- 
take. They  were  stamped  with  the  name  "J.  Owens  "  on 
their  broadest  part  He  told  those  who  wanted  to  hang  him 
that  that  was  Welsh  for  Jones,  and  they  believed  it.  He  has 
always  had  a  pretty  and  sometimes  a  vindictive  wit.  It  was 
he  who  said  of  the  sable  emblems  when  Garfield  died  :  "  A 
mile  of  mourning  to  an  inch  of  grief." 

Governor  Tillman,  of  South  Carolina,  who  will  succeed 
Butler  in  the  Senate,  is  so  phenomenally  ugly  that  his  face 
is  actually  attractive.  He  is  a  man  of  large  stature,  stand- 
ing six  feet  or  more,  with  great  shoulders,  a  large  head,  and 
a  thick,  red  neck.  His  features  are  coarse  and  irregular, 
his  mouth  is  large,  his  teeth  are  repulsive,  and  he  has  only 
one  eye,  having  lost  the  other  when  a  lad.  Ten  years  ago 
he  had  never  seen  a  railroad,  or  a  .bank,  or  a  hotel,  and  it 
was  not  until  the  Farmers'  Alliance  developed  his  somewhat 
extraordinary  abilities  that  he  was  ever  thirteen  miles  from 
home. 

The  nurse  of  little  Prince  Edward  of  York  has  received, 
in  addition  to  her  munificent  pay,  a  beautiful  diamond  and 
ruby  brooch  from  the  queen,  a  diamond  and  sapphire  brooch 
from  the  Duke  and  Duchess  of  York,  a  costly  jeweled 
locket  containing  a  lock  of  the  young  prince's  hair  from  the 
Princess  of  Wales,  and  a  silver  cream-jug,  sugar-bowl,  and 
tea-pot  from  the  Duke  and  Duchess  of  Teck.  One  of  the 
doctors  present  at  the  birth  has  received  a  baronetcy,  the 
other  a  knighthood,  and  even  the  Mayor  of  Richmond,  the 
town  in  which  the  young  prince  was  born,  was  authorized  by 
the  queen  to  prefix  the  title  of  "  Sir  "  to  his  plebeian  name 
of  Jacob  Slumpzer. 

English  tax-payers  furnish  civil  lists  to  no  less  than  three 
foreign  sovereigns.  These  are  the  Grand  Duchess  of  Meck- 
lenburg-Strelitz,  who,  as  a  sister  of  the  Duke  of  Cambridge 
and  a  granddaughter  of  King  George  the  Third,  has  been 
receiving  ever  since  her  marriage,  more  than  fifty  years  ago, 
an  annuity  of  fifteen  thousand  dollars.  The  second  is  the 
Empress  Frederick  of  Germany,  who  has  been  drawing  an 
annuity  of  forty  thousand  dollars  for  forty  years,  in  addition 
to  two  hundred  thousand  dollars  provided  by  Parliament  in 
the  shape  of  a  dowry ;  while  the  reigning  Duke  of  Saxe- 
Coburg-Gotha,  as  second  son  of  Queen  Victoria,  still  retains 
his  annuity  of  fifty  thousand  dollars,  thirty  thousand  of  which 
will  have  to  be  continued  to  be  paid  to  his  enormously 
wealthy  Russian  widow  after  his  death. 

With  the  possible  exception  of  young  Lionel  Walter 
Rothschild,  the  eldest  son  of  Lord  Rothschild,  there  is  not  a 
single  son  of  the  male  Barons  Rothschild  who  is  competent 
to  take  the  place  of  his  father  in  the  firm.  The  sons  of  the 
Paris  Rothschilds  are  both  physically  and  mentally  stunted, 
the  result  of  too  close  intermarriage — a  practice  the  object 
of  which  has  been  to  keep  the  money  in  the  family  and  to 
prevent  the  business  secrets  of  the  five-headed  bank  from 
leaking  out.  The  total  fortune  of  this  great  house  is  esti- 
mated as  being  over  $2,000,000,000,  the  Paris  Rothschilds 
alone  being  set  down  at  $350,000,000,  of  which  Baron 
Alfonse,  the  head  of  the  French  branch,  is  credite:'  with 
$200,000,000.  Two  of  the  younger  Rothschilds  r 
mitted  suicide,  and  a  third  has  made  an  attempt 


6 


THE 


A  RGO  N  AUT. 


September  24,  1894. 


ALPHONSE  DAUDET. 

The  Life  and  Work  of  the  Great  French  Romancer,  as  Pictured  by 

R.    H.    Sherard— His    Wretched    Youth    and    the 

Brilliant  Success  of  his  Later  Years. 


One  of  the  clever  young  journalists  from  whom  something 
is  to  be  expected  is  Robert  H.  Sherard,  who  has  been  a 
resident  of  Paris  for  several  years  and  has  sent  much  inter- 
esting correspondence  to  the  American  and  English  papers. 
But  his  ambition  does  not  stop  at  newspaper  work,  and  he 
has  already  published  one  volume,  a  study  of  Emile  Zola, 
which,  though  marked  by  the  actualiii  characteristic  of  jour- 
nalistic work,  has  a  permanent  value.  He  is  now  said  to  be 
writing  a  similar  study  of  Alphonse  Daudet,  a  work  that  shall 
not  be  critical  or  even,  perhaps,  of  high  literary  merit,  but 
that  shall  present  a  graphic  picture  of  the  famous  French 
novelist  as  he  is  to-day,  telling  what  he  has  gone  through, 
what  he  has  achieved,  and  how  he  lives  and  works. 

In  recent  issues  of  the  St.  Jameses  Budget^  Mr.  Sherard 
has  printed  an  account  of  an  interview  with  M.  Daudet, 
which  includes  some  of  the  material  he  will  use  in  his  book, 
and  from  it  we  make  a  few  extracts,  as  a  foretaste  of  what 
Mr.  Sherard's  book  will  be  and  as  intimate  pictures  of  a 
most  attractive  personality.  Mr.  Sherard  begins  with  a 
description  of  M.  Daudet's  home  in  Paris  : 

Though  now  grown  wealthy,  and  one  of  the  first  personages  in 
Parisian  society,  being  the  most  welcome  guest  in  such  exclusive 
drawing-rooms  as  that  of  the  Princess  Mathilde,  the  simple  and  good- 
hearted  Alphonse  Daudet  is  the  most  accessible  man  in  Pan's.  He 
lives  in  the  fashionable  Faubourg  St.  Germain  quarter,  on  the  fourth 
floor  of  a  house  in  the  Rue  de  Bellechasse,  which  is  reputed  to 
possess  the  most  elegant  staircase  of  any  apartment-house  in  Pans. 
His  apartment  is  simply  furnished,  and  is  in  great  contrast  to  that 
of  Zola  or  of.  Dumas.  Still  there  are  not  wanting  for  its  decoration 
objects  of  art,  and  especially  may  be  mentioned  some  fine  old  oak 
furniture.  To  the  right  of  the  table  on  which  he  writes  is  a  Norman 
farm-house  cupboard  of  carved  oak,  which  is  a  treasure  in  itself. 
The  table,  like  that  of  many  other  successful  men  of  letters  in  Paris, 
is  a  very  large  and  highly  ornamental  one,  reminding  one  of  an 
altar  ;  while  the  chair  which  is  set  against  it,  though  less  throne- 
like than  that  of  Emile  Zola,  is  stately  and  decorative.  Daudet's 
study  is  the  most  comfortable  room  in  the  house.  The  three 
windows  look  out  on  a  pleasant  garden,  and,  as  they  face  the  south, 
the  sun  streams  through  the  red-embroidered  lace  curtains  nearly  all 
the  day.  The  doors  are  draped  with  oriental  portieres  ;  a  heavy 
carpet  covers  the  floor,  and  the  furniture,  apart  from  the  work-table 
and  chair,  is  for  comfort  and  not  for  show.  Daudet's  favorite  place, 
when  not  writing,  is  on  a  little  sofa  which  stands  by  the  fire-place. 
When  the  master  is  seated  here,  his  back  is  to  the  light.  His  visitor 
sits  opposite  to  him  on  another  couch,  and  between  them  is  a  small, 
round  table,  on  which  may  usually  be  seen  the  latest  book  of  the  day, 
and — for  Daudet  is  a  great  smoker — cigars  and  cigarettes.  There 
are  few  pictures  in  the  room,  but  there  is  a  fine  portrait  of  Flaubert 
to  be  noticed,  while  over  the  book-case  which  lines  the  wall  behind 
the  writing-table  is  a  portrait  of  the  lady  to  whom  Daudet  confesses 
that  he  owes  all  the  success  as  well  as  all  the  happiness  of  his  life — 
the  portrait  of  Mme.  Daudet. 

'  M.  Daudet's  charm  of  manner  has  impressed  Mr.  Sherard 
strongly,  as,  indeed,  it  has  whoever  has  met  him.  Says  Mr. 
Sherard  : 

His  good-humor  and  unvarying  kindness  are  the  more  admirable 
that,  always  a  nervous  sufferer,  he  has  of  late  years  been  almost  a 
confirmed  invalid.  He  can  not  move  about  the  room  but  with  the 
help  of  his  stick  ;  he  has  many  nights  when,  racked  with  pain,  he  is 
unable  to  sleep  ;  and  it  is  consequently  with  surprise  that  those  who 
know  him  see  that  he  never  lets  an  impatient  word  or  gesture  escape 
him,  even  under  circumstances  when  one  or  the  other  would  be  per- 
fectly justifiable.  The  consequence  is  that  Daudet  has  not  a  single 
enemy  in  the  world.  There  are*  many  who  do  not  admire  his  work  ; 
but  none  who  do  not  love  the  man  for  his  sweetness,  just  as  all  are 
fascinated  with  his  brilliant  wit.  It  is  one  of  the  rarest  of  intellect- 
ual treats  to  hear  Daudet  talk  as  he  talks  at  his  table,  or  at  his  wife's 
"at  homes"  on  Wednesday  evenings,  or  on  Sunday  mornings, 
when  from  ten  to  twelve  he  receives  his  literary  friends.  He  has  a 
very  free  way  of  speech,  and  when  alone  with  men,  uses  whatever 
expressions  best  suit  his  purpose  ;  but  every  sentence  is  an  epigram 
or  an  anecdote,  a  souvenir  or»a  criticism.  It  is  a  sight  that  one  must 
remember  who  has  seen  Alphonse  Daudet  sitting  at  his  table,  or  on 
the  couch  by  the  fireside,  in  an  attitude  which  always  betrays  how  ill 
he  is  at  ease,  and  yet  showing  himself  superior  to  this,  and  with  eyes 
fixed  rarely  on  the  person  whom  he  is  addressing,  but  on  something 
— pen  or  cigarette— which  he  turns  and  turns  in  his  nervous  fingers, 
conversing  on  whatever  may  be  the  topic  of  the  day. 

When  Mr.  Sherard  asked  the  novelist  to  tell  him  of  his 
life,  he  said,  speaking  of  his  early  youth  : 

"  I  have  often  tried  to  collect  the  memories  of  my  childhood,  to 
write  them  out  in  Provencal,  the  language  of  my  native  land  ;  but 
my  youth  was  such  a  sad  one  that  these  are  all  resumed  in  the  title  of 
a  book  of  my  souvenirs  de  jeunesse,  '  Mi  Poou,'  which  means,  in  Pro- 
vencal, '  My  Fears.'  Yes,  fears  and  tears — that  is  what  my  youth 
consisted  of.  I  was  born  at  Nimes,  where  my  father  was  a  small 
tradesman.  My  youth  at  home  was  a  lamentable  one.  I  have  no 
recollection  of  home  which  is  not  a  sorrowful  one,  a  recollection  of 
tears.  The  baker  who  refuses  bread  ;  the  servant  whose  wages  could 
not  be  paid,  and  who  declares  that  she  will  stay  on  without  wages 
and  becomes  familiar  in  consequence,  and  says  '  thou'  to  her  master  ; 
the  mother  always  in  tears  ;  the  father  always  scolding.  My  country 
is  a  country  of  monuments.  I  played  at  marbles  in  the  ruins  of  the 
temple  of  Diana,  and  raced  with  my  little  comrades  in  the  devastated 
Roman  arena.  It  is  a  beautiful  country,  however,  and  I  am  proud  of 
my  relation  to  it.  My  name  seems  to  indicate  that  I  descend  from 
the  Moorish  settlers  of  Provence  ;  for,  as  you  know,  the  Provencal 
people  is  largely  of  Moorish  extraction.  Indeed,  it  is  from  that 
circumstance  that  I  have  drawn  much  of  the  humor  of  my  books, 
such  as  '  Tartarin.'  It  is  funny,  you  know,  to  hear  of  men  with  bushy 
black  hair  and  flaring  eyes,  like  bandits  and  wild  warriors,  who  are, 
the  one,  a  peaceful  baker,  the  other  the  least  offensive  of  apothe- 
caries. I  myself  have  the  Moorish  type,  and  my  name,  Daudet,  ac- 
cording to  the  version  which  I  like  best,  is  the  Moorish  for  David, 
Half  my  family  is  called  David.  Others  say  that  Daudet  means 
'  Deodat,'  which  is  a  very  common  name  in  Provence,  and,  derived 
from  Deodatus,  means  'Given  by  God.'  I  know  little  of  my  prede- 
cessors, except  that  in  1720  there  was  a  Chevalier  Daudet,  who  wrote 
poetry  and  had  a  decade  of  celebrity  in  the  south.  But  my  brother 
Ernest,  who  used  to  be  ambitious,  in  his  book  '  Mon  Frere  et  Moi' 
has  tried  to  trace  our  genealogy  from  a  noble  family.  Whatever  we 
were  at  one  time,  we  had  come  very  low  down  in  the  world  when  I 
came  into  existence,  and  my  childhood  was  as  miserable  a  one  as  can 
be  fancied.  I  have  to  some  extent  related  its  unhappiness  in  my 
book  "  Le  Petit  Chose.'  " 

The  following  quotation  gives  a  vivid  picture  of  the  sur- 
roundings in  which  Daudet  lived  as  a  child  and  shows  an 
early  phase  of  the  sensibility  which  in  later  years  contributed 
to  his  success  in  literature  : 

"  My  most  vivid  recollection  of  youth  is  the  terrible  fear  that  I  had 
of  the  mad  dog.  I  was  brought  up  at  nurse  in  a  village  called  Fons, 
which  must  have  been  called  so  because  there  was  no  fountain,  and 
indeed  no  water  within  eight  miles.  It  was  the  most  arid  of  places, 
and  doubtless  this  was  to  some  extent  the  reason  why  there  were  so 
rii  ny  mad  dogs  in  the  district.  I  remember  that  the  washerwomen 
the  village  used  to  lake  train  to  the  Rhone  to  wash  their  linen,  and 


that,  when  they  returned  in  the  evenings,  all  the  people  of  the  village 
used  to  line  the  road,  as  they  passed  with  their  wet  clothes,  to  get  a 
whiff  of  cool  air  and  the  scent  of  the  water.  My  foster-father  was  an 
innkeeper.  His  name  was  Garrimon,  which  is  Provencal  for  '  Moun- 
tain Rat.'  Is  not  that  a  splendid  name,  Garrimon?  Well,  Garri- 
mon's  tavern  was  the  rendezvous  of  the  village.  The  cafe  was  on  the 
first  floor  ;  and  I  can  remember  how,  at  nightfall,  the  black-bearded, 
dark-eyed  men  of  the  village,  armed  to  the  teeth,  one  with  a  sword, 
another  with  a  gun,  and  most  with  scythes,  used  to  come  in  from  all 
parts  of  the  district,  talking  of  nothing  but  of  the  chin  fori ,  the  mad 
dog,  that  was  scouring  the  land,  and  against  whom  they  had  armed 
themselves.  Then  1  ran  to  N6no,  my  foster-mother,  and  clung  to 
her  skirts,  and  lay  awake  at  nights,  trembling,  as  I  thought  of  the 
chin  foil  and  of  the  terrible  weapons  that  the  men  carried  because  they, 
strong,  black-bearded  men,  were  as  lrightened  at  him  as  the  quaking 
little  wretch  who  started  at  every  sound  that  the  wind  made  in  the 
eaves  of  the  old  house.  Where  I  lay  in  bed  I  could  hear  rough 
voices,  as  they  sat  round  the  inn-tables,  drinking  lemonade — for  the 
Provencal  is  so  excitable  by  nature  that  mere  lemonade  acts  upon 
him  like  strong  drink — and  it  was  the  chin  foU,  and  nothing  but  the 
chin  foil,  which  they  talked  about.  But  what  brought  my  horror  to  a 
climax,  and  left  an  ineffaceable  impression  on  me,  was  that  one  day  I 
nearly  met  the  mad  dog.  It  was  a  summer  evening,  I  remember,  and 
I  was  walking  home,  carrying  a  little  basket,  along  a  path  white  with 
dust,  through  thick  vines.  Suddenly  I  heard  wild  cries,  '  Aou  chin 
foU!  Aou  chin  foii !'  Then  came  a  discharge  of  guns.  Mad  with 
terror,  I  jumped  into  the  vines,  rolling  head  over  heels  ;  and,  as  I  lay 
there,  unable  to  stir  a  finger,  I  heard  the  dog  go  by  as  if  a  hurricane 
were  passing  ;  heard  his  fierce  breath  and  the  thunder  of  the  stones 
that  in  his  mad  course  he  rolled  before  him  ;  and  my  heart  stopped 
beating,  in  a  paroxysm  of  terror,  which  is  the  strongest  emotion  that 
I  have  ever  felt  in  all  my  life.  Since  then  I  have  an  absolute  horror 
of  dogs,  and,  by  extension,  indeed,  of  all  animals.  People  have  re- 
proached me  for  this,  and  say  that  a  poet  can  not  dislike  animals.  I 
can't  help  it.  I  hate  them  all.  1  think  that  they  are  what  is  ugly  and 
vile  in  nature.  They  are  caricatures  of  all  that  is  most  loathsome 
and  base  in  man.  And,  curiously  enough,  all  my  children  have  in- 
herited this  same  horror  for  dogs." 

This  incident  Daudet  afterward  turned  to  account,  when 
he  was  only  nineteen,  by  writing  the  "  Forty  Days  of  a 
Condemned  Man,"  in  which  he  depicted  the  sensations  day 
by  day  of  a  man  who  had  been  bitten  by  a  mad  dog.  This 
work  made  him  ill :  "before  I  had  finished  writing  it,"  he 
says,  "  I  had  grown  to  believe  that  I  had  indeed  been  bitten, 
and  the  result  was  that  my  horror  and  dread  were  con- 
firmed— the  sight  of  a  dog  is  to-day  still  enough  to  distress 
me  exceedingly." 

Daudet's  school-days  were  brief  and  not  happy  in  the 
usual  school-boy  way.     He  says  : 

"  I  have  told  you  that  I  longed  for  the  sea.  How  I  devoured  the 
first  novels  that  I  read — '  Midshipman  Easy,'  by  Marryat,  '  Robinson 
Crusoe,'  and  '  The  Pilot '  !  How  I  used  to  dream  of  all  that  water 
and  of  the  cold  winds  blowing  across  the  brine  !  I  daresay  it  was 
from  this  love  of  the  water  that  I  felt  quite  happy  when  I  was  sent 
to  Lyons  to  school,  because  there  I  saw  water  and  boats,  and  it  was 
in  some  way  a  realization  of  my  longings.  I  was  ten  when  I  was 
sent  to  school,  and  I  remained  at  school  until  I  was  fifteen  and  a 
half.  I  delighted  in  Latin,  and  became  a  good  Latin  scholar,  so  that 
I  was  afterward  able  to  help  my  son  L£on  in  his  studies,  going  over 
all  his  books  with  him.  What  I  best  remember  of  my  school-days 
is  the  handwriting  of  every  one  of  my  little  comrades.  Often,  in  my 
nights  of  fever,  tying  awake,  I  have  seen,  as  in  hieroglyphs  upon  a 
huge  wall,  the  writings  of  all  these  boys,  and  have  passed  hours,  as 
it  seemed,  in  attributing  to  its  author  each  varied  piece  of  penman- 
ship." 

The  story  of  Daudet's  wretched  experience  as  an  usher  in 
a  school  is  well  known,  but  it  will  bear  re-telling  : 

"  It  was  on  leaving  the  Lyc£e  at  Lyons  that  I  entered  upon  what 
was  the  worst  year  of  my  life.  It  was  only  during  that  horrible 
period  that  I  ever  thought  of  suicide.  But  I  had  not  the  courage  to 
finish  with  existence.  It  requires  a  great  deal  of  courage  to  be  a 
suicide.  From  the  age  of  fifteen  and  a  half  to  the  age  of  sixteen 
and  a  half  I  was  an  usher  in  a  school  at  Alais.  The  children  at  the 
school  were  very  cruel  to  me.  They  laughed  at  me  for  my  short- 
sightedness. They  played  impish  tricks  upon  me  because  I  was 
short-sighted.  Yet  I  tried  to  conciliate  them.  I  remember  that  I 
used  to  tell  them  stories,  which  1  made  up  as  I  went  along.  The 
misery  that  I  afterward  suffered  in  Paris  was  nothing  compared  to 
that  year.  I  was  free  in  Paris.  There  I  was  a  slave — a  butt.  How 
horrible  it  was.  and  I  was  so  sensitive  a  lad  !  I  have  told  of  this  in 
the  preface  to  '  Petit  Chose,'  which,  by  the  way,  I  wrote  too  early. 
There  was  a  child  to  whom  I  had  been  especially  attentive,  and  who 
had  promised  me  that  he  would  take  me  to  his  parents'  house  during 
the  vacation.  I  was  so  pleased,  and  did  so  look  forward  to  this  treat. 
Well,  on  the  day  of  the  prizes,  in  the  distribution  at  which  my  young 
friend  had  received  quite  a  number,  which  he  owed  to  my  coaching, 
he  led  me  up  to  his  parents,  who  were  standing,  waiting  for  him,  by 
a  grand  landau,  and  said  :  '  Papa,  mamma,  here  is  M.  Daudet,  who 
has  been  so  good  to  me,  and  to  whom  I  owe  all  these  books.'  Well, 
papa  and  mamma,  stout  bourgeois  people  in  Sunday-clothes,  simply 
turned  their  backs  on  me  and  drove  off  with  my  young  pupil  without 
a  single  word.  And  I  had  so  looked  forward  to  a  holiday  in  the 
country  with  the  lad  whom  I  loved  sincerely.  I  could  not  stand  the 
life  more  than  a  year,  and  at  the  age  of  seventeen  went  to  Paris, 
without  prospects  of  any  kind,  determined  to  starve  rather  than 
to  continue  a  life  of  suffering  drudgery." 

The  first  years  of  Daudet's  life  in  Paris  were  hard,  but 
they  were  not  so  unbearable  as  those  spent  at  the  school  at 
Alais  : 

"  My  brother  Ernest  was  in   Paris  at  the  time  as  secretary  to  an 
j  old  gentleman,  and  he  gave  me  a  shelter.     I  had  two  francs  in  mv 
pocket  when  I  arrived  in  Paris,  and  I  had  to  share  my  brother's  bed. 
!  I  brought  some  rubbishy  manuscripts  with  me — poetry,  chiefly  of  a 
I  religious  character.     My   first  poem — indeed,  the  first  thing  of  mine 
that  was  printed — was  published  in  the   Gazette  de  Lyon  in  1855.     I 
was  at  that  time  fifteen  years  old.     It  was  not  long  after  my  arrival 
:  in  Paris  that   I  was  left  entirely   to  my  resources  ;  for   my  brother, 
I  losing  his  place  as  secretary,  was  forced  to  leave  the  capital,  going 
J -into  the  country  to  edit  a  provincial  paper.     I  then  entered  upon  a 
1  period  of  the  blackest  misery,  of  the  most  doleful  Bohemianism.     1 
I  have  suffered  in  the  way  of  privation  all  that  a  man  could  suffer.     I 
have  known  days  without  bread  ;  I  have  spent  days  in  bed  because 
I    had  no   boots   to   go   out  in.     I   have   had  boots   which   made  a 
squashy  sound   each  step  that  I   took.     But  what  made   me  suffer 
most  was  that  I  had  often  to  wear  dirty  linen  because  I  could  not 
pay  a  washerwoman.     Often   I    had   to   fail  to   keep    appointments 
given  me  by  the  fair — I  was  a  handsome  lad  and  liked  by  ladies — be- 
cause I  was  too  dirty  and  shabby  to  go.     I  spent  three  years  of  my 
life  in   this  way — from  the  age  of  eighteen,   when   my   brother  left 
Paris,  to  twenty-one." 

From  this  life  of  privation  Daudet  was  lifted  by  an  unex- 
pected stroke  of  good  fortune.  It  seems  that  one  of  the 
poems  in  his  first  book  of  verse — "  Les  Amoureuses,"  a 
small  volume  of  eighty  pages  —  had  been  recited  by  the 
brothers  Lyonnet  at  the  court,  and  the  Empress  Eugenie 
having  inquired  of  the  Due  de  Morny  about  the  author,  the 
duke  looked  Daudet  up  and  offered  the  poor  poet  a  place  in 
his  service.     Daudet  thus  spoke  of  it  to  Mr.  Sherard  : 

"  He  sent  to  ask  me  what  I  needed  to  live  on,  and,  accepting  his 
patronage,  I  entered  his  service  as  attache"  de  cabinet.  I  passed  at 
once  from  the  most  dingy  Bohemianism  to  a  butterfly  life,  learning 
all  that  there  is  of  pleasure  and  luxury  in  existence.  But  somehow 
the  legend  of  my  Bohemianism  clung  to  me,  as  it  has  clung  to  me  all 
my  life.  Some  people  could  never  take  me  att  sJrieux.  I  remember 
that  I  once  dined  with  the  Due  Decazes  for  the  purpose  of  one  of  my 
novels.     I  had  written  to  tell  him  that  I  wanted  to  make  use  of  his 


experiences,  and  he  had  asked  me  to  dinner.  Well,  during  the  whole 
meal  he  related  anecdotes  of  his  career  ;  but,  thinking  that  he  had  to 
deal  with  a  Bohemian,  he  arranged  his  anecdotes,  as  he  thought,  to 
interest  me  most.  Thus  he  always  began  each  story  with  '  I  was 
taking  a  bock.'  I  suppose  he  thought  that  my  idea  of  life  was  of 
beer-drinking  in  a  cafe.  At  last  I  said  :  "  Your  excellency  seems  to 
be  very  fond  of  beer,'  and  afterward  added  :  '  It  is  a  drink  that  I 
have  never  been  able  to  support.'  He  seemed  to  understand  what  I 
meant,  and  changed  his  tone.  But  just  as  I  left  him — it  was  at  two 
o'clock  in  the  morning,  and  the  lackeys,  I  remember,  were  all  half, 
dead  with  fatigue — he  said  :  '  And  now  let  us  go  and  lay  traps  for 
Bismarck."  I  went  away,  thinking  what  an  ass  the  man  was  to  think 
that  I  should  believe  that  he  was  going  to  do  anything  but  go  upstairs 
to  his  wife  ;  and  he,  no  doubt,  went  upstairs  to  his  wife,  thinking 
what  an  ass  I  must  be  to  believe  what  he  had  said.  From  the  age  of 
twenty-one  I  had  only  happiness.  I  may  say  that  I  was  too  happy. 
I  am  paying  for  it  now." 

Speaking  of  his  success,  Daudet  said  : 

"  About,  writing  for  the  At/tenceum,  came  to  see  me  in  1872,  to  ask 
me  what  I  was  earning.  He  was  writing  something  about  the  in- 
comes of  various  men  of  letters,  and,  making  up  my  accounts,  I 
found  that  the  amount  of  my  average  earnings  at  that  time  from  lit- 
erature was  five  thousand  francs  a  year.  Two  years  later— that  is  to 
say,  in  1874— I  published  '  Froment  Jeune  et  Risler  Aine,'  which 
brought  me  a  great  reputation  and  greatly  increased  my  income. 
Since  1878  I  never  made  less  than  a  hundred  thousand  francs  a  year, 
including  my  plays  and  novels.  The  book  which  gave  me  the  most 
trouble  was  '  L'Evangeliste,'  because  my  turn  of  mind  is  not  in  the 
least  religious.  It  was  '  L'Evangeliste,'  also,  that  provoked  the  bit- 
terest criticism,  a  book  which  made  me  numerous  enemies.  After  its 
publication  I  was  flooded  with  anonymous  letters,  some  of  the  most 
offensive  character." 

An  author's  methods  of  work  are  always  interesting,  and 
especially  in  the  case  of  so  graceful  and  brilliant  a  writer  as 
Daudet.     Of  them  he  says  : 

"  My  way  of  working  is  irregularity  itself.  Sometimes  I  work  for 
eighteen  hours  a  day,  and  day  after  day.  At  other  times  I  pass 
months  without  touching  a  pen.  I  write  very  slowly,  and  revise  and 
revise.  I  am  never  satisfied  with  my  work.  My  novels  I  always 
write  myself.  ■  I  never  could  dictate  a  novel.  As  to  my  plays,  I  used 
formerly  to  dictate  them.  That  was  when  I  could  walk.  I  had  a 
certain  talent  in  my  legs.  Since  my  illness  I  have  had  to  abandon 
that  mode  of  work,  and  I  regret  it.  I  am  an  improvisator,  and  in 
this  respect  differ  from  Zola.  I  am  now  writing  a  novel  about  youth, 
called  '  Soutien  de  Famille,'  and  these  note-books  of  mine  will  show 
you  my  way  of  work.  This  is  the  first  book.  It  contains,  as  you 
see,  nothing  but  notes  and  suggestions.  The  passages  which  are 
scratched  out  with  red  or  blue  pencil  are  passages  of  which  I  have 
already  made  use.  This  is  the  second  stage.  You  see  only  one  page 
is  written  upon,  the  opposite  one  being  left  blank.  Opposite 
each  first  composition  I  write  the  amended  copy.  The  page  on 
the  right  is  the  improved  copy  of  the  page  on  the  left.  After  that  I 
shall  re-write  the  whole.  So  that,  leaving  the  notes  out  of  considera- 
tion, I  write  each  manuscript  three  times  running,  and,  if  I  could, 
would  write  it  as  many  times  more  ;  for,  as  I  have  said,  I  am  never 
satisfied  with  my  work.  I  am  a  feverish  and  a  spasmodic  worker, 
but  when  in  the  mood  can  work  very  hard.  When  the  fit  is  upon 
me  I  allow  nothing  to  interrupt  me,  not  even  leaving  my  writing- 
table  for  meals.  I  have  my  food  brought  to  my  desk,  eat  hurriedly, 
and  set  to  work  before  digestion  begins.  Thus  I  anticipate  the 
drowsiness  that  digestion  always  brings  with  it,  and  escape  its  con- 
sequences. Now  that  I  am  ill,  however,  I  do  not  often  have  those 
periods  of  splendid  energy.  I  can  produce  only  very  slowly,  and  I 
feel  quite  nervous  about  '  Soutien  de  Famille '  when  I  think  that  it 
is  already  expected  by  the  public  and  announced  by  the  publishers. 
As  to  my  literary  creed,  it  is  one  of  absolute  independence  for  the 
writer.  I  have  always  rebelled  against  the  three  classic  traditions  of 
French  literature  ;  that  is  to  say,  the  French  Academy,  the  French 
Theatre,  and  the  Revue  des  Deux  Mondes.  I  consider  the  Academy 
a  collection  of  mediocrities,  and  would  hold  myself  dishonored  to  be 
one  of  them." 

Daudet  is  a  very  nervous  man,  so  much  so  that  on  one 
occasion,  as  he  tells  Mr.  Sherard,  he  let  an  importunate  the- 
atrical manager  and  his  wife  the  rights  of  translation  of  his 
play  "  Lutte  pour  la  Vie  "  for  four  thousand  francs,  merely 
to  rid  himself  of  their  irritating  presence,  and  he  was  con- 
siderably chagrined  to  learn  that  an  hour  later  they  had  sold 
a  part  of  the  right  he  had  ceded  them  for  thirty  thousand 
francs — a  loss  of  five  thousand  dollars  that  his  nervousness 
had  cost  him. 

This  led  him  to  speak  of  his  plays,  when  he  said  : 
"  It  may  be  of  interest  to  relate  that  I  never  am  present  at  any  of 
the  first  productions  of  my  plays.  I  am  much  too  nervous,  and  al- 
ways go  away  as  far  from  the  theatre  as  I  can  contrive  when  a  play 
of  mine  is  being  produced  for  the  first  time.  It  is  only  on  the  fol- 
lowing morning  that  I  learn  whether  it  has  been  a  success  or  not, 
and  this  generally  from  the  manner  of  my  concierge.  If  it  had  been 
a  success,  she  is  most  respectful.  If  the  papers  have  told  her  that 
her  lodger  has  scored  a  failure,  there  is  pity  blended  with  contempt 
in  the  way  in  which  she  hands  me  my  letters.  It  is  an  amusing  in- 
sight into  human  character  that  is  afforded  to  a  dramatic  writer  by 
the  conduct  of  his  friends  and  of  acquaintances  on  the  morrow  of  a 
failure.  Some  pretend  not  to  see  him,  not  knowing  what  to  say. 
Others  come  and  try  to  console  him — literally  try  to  rub  in  lotion  on 
the  wounded  heart.  The  servants  grow  familiar,  and  it  is  when  your 
porter  asks  you  for  a  box  or  a  pair  of  stalls  in  the  dress-circle  that 
you  know  that  your  work  is  definitely  condemned.  But  I  have  been 
so  fortunate  in  life— I  am  paying  for  it  now— that  I  have  very  rarely 
had  these  experiences." 

Finally  we  must  conclude  with  a  glimpse  at  M.  Daudet's 
domestic  life  : 

"  I  must  say  that  in  my  literary  work  I  owe  nearly  all  to  my  wife. 
She  re-reads  all  my  books,  and  advises  me  on  every  point.  She  is 
all  that  is  most  charming,  and  has  a  wonderful  mind,  entirely  opposed 
to  mine — a  synthetic  spirit.  I  married  at  the  age  of  twenty-six,  and, 
strangely  enough,  I  had  always  vowed  that  I  never  would  marry  a 
woman  with  literary  tastes.  The  very  first  time  that  I  met  my  wife 
was  at  a  party  at  Ville  d'Avray,  where  she  recited  a  piece  of  poetry 
called  '  Le  Tremble.'  She  was  dressed  in  white,  and  her  appear- 
ance, as  well  as  the  way  she  declaimed  those  verses,  produced  an  im- 
mense effect  on  me,  As  we  were  leaving  the  house,  my  sister,  who 
was  with  me  and  who  knew  my  aversion  for  women  who  dabble 
in  literature,  said  to  me  :  '  Well,  Alphonse,  that  is  not  your  style,  is 
it  ? '  I  confessed,  stammeringly,  that  1  had  no  other  hope  than  that  the 
girl  might  become  my  wile.  I  was  fortunate  enough  to  win  her,  and 
it  was  the  greatest  blessing  that  has  been  accorded  to  me  in  the  course 
of  a  most  happy  and  successful  life.  She  is  very  different  from  me — 
practical  and  logical.  Now.  1  am  thoroughly  superstitious.  Thus  I 
have  a  horror  of  the  number  thirteen,  and  would  not  walk  under  a 
ladder,  or  travel  on  a  Friday,,  for  any  consideration.  Our  two  char- 
acters are  entirely  opposed,  and  so  are  our  ways  of  thinking.  That 
is,  perhaps,  why  we  are  such  excellent  friends.  I  have  been  very 
happy.  There  is  my  son  Leon.  I  think  that  in  him,  Maurice  Barres, 
and  in  some  other  young  men,  lie  the  future  of  French  literature. 
And  then  my  other  children.  There  is  my  little  daughter  Edniee, 
the  godchild  of  De  Goncourl.  What  can  make  a  man  happier  than 
to  have  a  ray  of  sunlight,  like  my  little  Edm£e — charming,  dainty, 
little  six-year-old  Parisienne  that  she  is— about  the  house  ?  There  is 
a  life  of  happiness  in  her  presence  alone." 

With  this  we  must  conclude  these  extracts,  from  which  it 
may  be  estimated  that  Mr.  Sherard's  book  will  be  an  exceed- 
ingly interesting  volume. 


Dr.  E.  E.  Hale  is  reported  as  saying  that  he  once  gave 
throughout  the  West  "a  lecture  on  sleep,  with  illustrations 
by  the  audience." 


September  24,  1894. 


THE        ARGONAUT. 


AN    EPIDEMIC    OF    DUELS. 

Our    Correspondent   tells    of   Several    Encounters    on   the   Field   of 

Honor— The  Complex  Quarrels  of  the  Seconds— 

A    "  Proces-Verbal." 

Although  for  a  number  of  weeks  the  weather  here  has 
been  more  or  less  gloomy  and  wet,  it  has  not  sufficed  to 
cool  the  blood  of  our  Gallic  fire-eaters.  There  has  been  a 
perfect  series  of  duels. 

The  first  notable  duel  was  that  between  M.  Edouard 
Drumont  and  M.  d'Elva.  All  the  world  knows  M.  Drumont. 
He  is  the  gentleman  who  conducts  the  French  Jiidenhaetze, 
or  the  crusade  against  the  Jews.  He  published  some  years 
ago  a"  work  entitled  "  La  France  Juive,"  the  three  volumes 
of  which  were  filled  with  diatribes  against  the  race  he  hates. 
It  resulted  in  a  number  of  duels,  and  M.  Drumont  finally 
started  a  paper,  called  La  Libre  Parole,  in  which  he  could 
express  himself  periodically  and  frequently  on  this  burning 
topic.     Result — more  duels. 

Of  late,  M.  Drumont  has  thought  it  prudent  to  quit  France 

not,  however,  through  fear  of  his  hereditary  foes.     Certain 

accusations  were  made  in  the  Libre  Parole  concerning  M. 
Dupuy,  the  former  premier,  in  which  it  was  stated  that  he 
had  attempted  to  bribe  the  press.  Whatever  the  reason, 
M.  Drumont  went  to  Belgium,  although  his  paper  continued 
to  be  published  here.  His  latest  opponent,  M.  d'Elva,  was 
forced  to  follow  him  to  Belgium,  as  M.  Drumont  considered  it 
inexpedient  to  fight  on  this  side  of  the  French  frontier.  The 
duel  took  place  at  Rosendaal,  on  the  Dutch  frontier.  M. 
Drumont's  seconds  were  M.  Papilland  and  M.  Boisandre. 
M.  d'Elva's  seconds  were  the  Comte  de  Dion  and  M.  Paul- 
mier.  The 'entire  party  lunched  at  the  Hotel  du  Cygne — 
not  at  one  table,  bien  entendu — and  then  the  duel  took  place. 
M.  Drumont  was  slightly  wounded  in  the  left  thigh. 

During  the  pourparlers  before  the  meeting,  some  dispute 
broke  out  between  the  seconds,  as  is  frequently  the  case. 
It  resulted  in  challenges  being  exchanged.  A  few  days 
afterward — on  the  fourth  of  August,  to  be  exact — M.  Paul- 
mier,  one  of  M.  d'Elva's  seconds,  and  M.  Papilland,  one  of 
M.  Drumont's  seconds,  met  in  the  outskirts  of  Paris. 
MM.  Jean  Drault  and  Albert  Monniot,  both  of  the  staff 
of  the  Libre  Parole,  acted  as  seconds  for  M.  Papilland. 
MM.  de  Borda  and  Jean  Borda  acted  in  a  similar  capacity 
for  M.  Paulmier. 

At  first  the  duel  was  set  for  Sunday,  but  M.  Paulmier's 
seconds  thought  that  the  day  was  not  a  fitting  one,  so  the 
duel  was  adjourned  for  a  day.  It  finally  took  place  on  an 
island  in  the  Seine,  near  the  Bois — the  He  de  la  Grande 
Jatte — and  the  weapons,  as  before,  were  swords.  The  first 
engagement  was  without  result.  In  the  second,  M.  Paul- 
mier, when  his  adversary  was  upon  the  offensive,  made  a 
telling  riposte,  and  M.  Papilland  received  a  wound  in  the 
abdomen  two  centimetres  deep.  Fortunately  for  him,  M. 
Paulmier's  sword  struck  the  thick  band  of  his  trousers  ;  had 
it  not  been  for  that,  all  would  have  been  up  with  Papilland. 
As  it  was,  the  wound  was  sufficiently  dangerous  to  cause  a 
cessation  of  the  duel. 

M.  Albert  Monniot,  as'is  stated  above,  was  one  of  the 
seconds  in  this  duel.  The  day  after  it  took  place,  M. 
Cloutier,  of  the  Patrie,  sent  him  a  challenge,  considering 
himself  offended  by  certain  remarks  appearing  in  the  Libre 
Parole  over  the  signature  of  M.  Monniot.  MM,  Emile 
Massard  and  Eugene  Destiz,  both  of  the  Patrie,  were  the 
gentlemen  sent  to  demand  satisfaction  of  M.  Monniot.  He 
was  much  suqnrised,  as  he  was  not  aware  that  he  had  said 
anything  at  all  about  M.  Cloutier.  It  turned  out  that  by  a 
printer's  error  the  article  appeared  to  have  been  written  by 
M.  Monniot,  when  in  reality  it  was  from  the  pen  of  M. 
Gaston  Mery.  To  him,  therefore,  M.  Cloutier's  seconds 
at  once  addressed  themselves. 

In  the  interim,  the  aftermath  of  the  D'Elva-  Drumont 
duel  was  being  thrashed  out.  A  challenge  had  been  passed 
between  the  Comte  de  Dion,  another  one  of  M.  d'Elva's 
seconds,  and  M.  de  Boisandre,  secretary  of  the  Libre 
Parole,  and  another  one  of  M.  Drumont's  seconds.  This 
encounter  also  took  place  on  the  He  de  la  Grande  Jatte,  the 
weapons  being  swords.  The  seconds  for  the  Comte  de 
Dion  were  the  Due  Decazes  and  M.  Paul  Sohege  ;  for  M. 
Boisandre  the  seconds  were  M.  Gaston  Mery  (principal  in 
the  other  duel)  and  M.  Georges  de  Labruyere. 

This  duel  was  in  many  respects  a  most  remarkable  one. 
The  two  men  fought  fiercely  for  an  hour  and  five  minutes. 
At  the  expiration  of  that  time,  after  the  thirteenth  engage- 
ment, M.  Boisandre,  who  was  suffering  from  an  organic  dis- 
order, was  so  weak  that  the  surgeons  refused  to  allow  the 
duel  to  proceed,  although  he  insisted  upon  continuing  it.  His 
seconds  agreed  with  the  surgeons,  and  the  duel  was  stopped. 

As  is  the  fashion  in  all  French  duels,  a  proch-verbal,  or 
formal  narrative  of  the  affair,  was  drawn  up.  The  duel  being 
a  notable  one,  the  document  may  be  of  interest  to  your  read- 
ers. It  begins  with  the  statement  of  the  surgeons,  which 
runs  as  follows  : 

"We,  the  undersigned,  doctors  of  medicine,  assisting  the  Comte 
de  Dion  and  M.  de  Boisandre.  on  the  field  of  honor,  declare  : 

"  After  an  hour  and  five  minutes'  fighting,  and  when  the  combat 
was  about  to  be  resumed,  we  took  the  initiative  of  interfering  and  of 
declaring  to  the  seconds  : 

'■That  M.  de  Boisandre  being  permanently  afflicted  with  gastro- 
enteralgia,  the  unusual  duration  of  the  combat  places  him,  at  the 
moment  in  which  we  speak,  in  a  condition  of  absolute  inferiority  ; 

"That,  under  the  circumstances,  we  protest  against  the  continua- 
lion  of  the  duel  and  decline  all  further  responsibility. 

"(Signed)       Professor  Benjamin  Angek. 

"  DOCTEl/R   DUPOUY." 

This  medical  statement  was  incorporated  in  the  prods- 
verbal,  which  proceeds  as  follows  : 

"  Upon  this  declaration  the  seconds  of  the  Comte  de  Dion  stated 
that  their  principal  held  himself  at  the  disposal  of  M.  de  Boisandre. 
M.  de  Boisandre,  on  his  part,  urgently  begged  his  seconds  that  the 
combat  should  be  resumed  at  one.  M.  de  Labruyere.  in  the  capacity 
of  directeur  du  combat,  formally  opposed  this,  and  requested  the  ad- 
versaries to  withdraw. 

"  The  same  evening,  at  eleven  o'clock,  M.  Paul  Sohege  and  the 
Due  Decazes,  the  Comte  de  Dion's  seconds,  again  met  MM.  Georges 


de  Labruyere  and  Gaston  Mery.  The  Comte  de  Dion's  seconds, 
supposing  that  M.  de  Boisandre  wished  to  resume  the  quarrel,  pro- 
posed that  the  combat  should  be  resumed  on  the  following  day,  on 
the  following  conditions  : 

"'There  shall  be  no  reprises;  each  combatant  shall  be  allowed 
fifteen  metres  in  which  to  break  ground.  In  case  the  fight  should 
be  stopped  in  order  to  decide  whether  either  party  is  wounded,  the 
ground  gained  shall  be  retained  and  the  combat  shall  recommence  at 
once.  If  either  of  the  combatants  in  breaking  ground  exceeds  the 
limit  of  fifteen  metres,  the  duel  shall  be  stopped  and  the  seconds 
shall  withdraw.' 

"  MM.  de  Labruyere  and  Gaston  Mery  declared  that  they  con- 
sidered the  affair  at  an  end,  and  they  consequently  refuse  to  discuss 
the  conditions  of  a  fresh  meeting." 

It  has  since  been  stated  that  the  four  seconds  quarreled  in 
drawing  up  the  proces-verbal,  and  that  more  duels  may  be 
expected. 

In  the  meantime,  while  this  chance-medley  vendetta  is 
working  toward  an  end,  two  lesser  duels  have  taken  place  : 
M.  George  d'Esparbes,  of  the  Journal,  challenged  M. 
Gaston  Leraulx  for  an  article  reflecting  on  him  which 
appeared  in  the  Unin  Republicame,  and  very  neatly  pinked 
M.  Leraulx.  M.  Tere,  Director  of  the  Compagnie  Fermiere, 
was  aggrieved  by  an  article  appearing  in  a  Vichy  journal, 
and  challenged  M.  Bougarel,  who  wrote  it.  M.  Bougarel 
was  wounded  in  the  sword-hand.  Altogether,  the  summer 
crop  of  duels  has  been  unusual.  It  is  said  that  people  leave 
Paris  after  the  Grand  Prix  and  the  boulevards  are  deserted. 
Apparently  they  have  time  to  stop  and  fight. 

Paris,  August  20,  1894.  Chroniqueur. 


THE    SEASON    AT    HOMBURG. 

Our  Correspondent  describes  the  Gayeties  of  this  Fin  d'Ete  Resort 

— Tennis,  Golf,  Coaching,  and  Dances — Americans 

Prominent  among  the  Pleasure-Seekers. 

The  season  is  a  late  one  at  Homburg,  for  it  is  only  now  at 
its  height,  but  it  is  a  brilliant  one  for  all  that.  There  are 
more  people  here  now  and  more  notables  among  them  than 
have  visited  this  famous  German  resort  in  any  season  for 
ten  years  past.  The  Prince  of  Wales  was,  as  you  doubtless 
know,  detained  in  England  a  week  later  than  usual  this  year 
by  the  protracted  yacht-races,  and  the  weather  was  wet  and 
sloppy  for  a  fortnight  before  his  coming.  But  the  morning 
after  his  arrival,  on  Wednesday  evening  of  last  week,  the  sun 
shone  out,  and  every  one  rejoiced  that  he  had  brought  with 
him  "  prince's  weather." 

Of  course  it  is  the  prince's  fondness  for  this  kur  that  has 
made  Hamburg's  popularity  in  the  past  two  or  three  decades. 
Indeed,  1  believe  he  has  not  missed  taking  the  waters  here 
in  the  autumn  for  twenty  years,  and  wherever  he  goes  there 
invariably  follows  a  large  contingent  of  English  and  Ameri- 
can fashionables.  But  there  have  been  quantities  of  other 
lesser  royalties  and  otherwise  notable  persons  here  this  year 
before  he  came,  and  they  managed  to  have  a  deal  of  enjoy- 
ment without  the  princely  presence. 

The  Americans  have  been  particularly  prominent.  They 
have  kept  pretty  much  to  themselves,  whether  at  the  tennis- 
courts,  on  the  golf-links,  dining  on  the  terrace  at  Ritter's,  or 
coaching  to  Nauheim  or  Konigstein.  They  are  to  be  known 
at  sight  for  Americans  by  the  women's  smart  gowns,  which 
have  a  chic  apparently  unattainable  by  English  and  German 
women,  and  the  men  seem  generally  more  brisk  and  alert 
than  the  male  contingent  of  the  other  visitors.  The  most 
notable  party  among  them  comprises  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Richard 
McCreery — she  was  Miss  Edith  Kip,  of  New  York — and 
Walter  McCreery — these  two  young  men  are  Californians 
by  birth,  I  believe — Mr.  and  Mrs.  Albert  Stevens,  and  Mr. 
and  Mrs.  Havemeyer,  of  New  York.  With  them  one  often 
sees  the  Bishop  of  New  York  and  Miss  Potter,  the  Misses 
Whittier — one  of  whom  is  assiduously  followed  about  by 
Prince  Belosselsky,  to  whom  she  is  said  to  be  engaged — and 
Baron  and  Baroness  von  Schroder,  who  hail  from  your  city. 
Among  the  other  notable  Americans  here  are  Edward  Atkin- 
son, the  statistician,  and  his  clever  son,  who  composes ; 
Mrs.  Calvin  S.  Brice  and  her  daughters  ;  Miss  Lee,  the 
daughter  of  the  famous  Southern  general ;  and  Chauncey 
M.  Depew,  who  seems  to  be  the  most  cosmopolitan  man 
here,  equally  popular  and  at  home  dining  on  the  terrace  with 
the  Prince  of  Wales,  criticising  the  tennis  of  "  Mrs.  W." — 
who  is  the  Grand  Duchess  of  Mecklenburg  incognita — listen- 
ing to  the  band  with  the  Duke  of  Cambridge,  or  discussing 
the  political  situation  with  a  stray  American. 

The  International  Tennis  Tournament,  which  was  finished 
last  Sunday,  has  been,  of  course,  the  most  notable  event  of 
the  season.  Of  the  twenty-five  courts  maintained  at  the 
Lawn  Tennis  Platz  in  the  park,  four  have  this  year  been  laid 
in  sand  and  have  proved  infinitely  preferable  to  the  grass 
courts,  which  were  often  too  lush  for  play,  owing  to  the 
frequent  rains,  and  on  them  the  best  games  were  played. 
The  courts  are  surrounded  by  a  wire  netting  which  serves 
to  retain  wild  balls  and  at  the  same  time  to  keep  away  the 
crowd,  except  the  weekly  or  season  subscribers,  who  have  the 
privilege  of  entering  the  inclosure  at  all  times.  Within, 
there  are  generally  several  courts  in  use  at  the  same  time, 
and  the  players  darting  about  the  green  or  yellow  courts  in 
their  light-hued  garb,  with  here  and  there  a  group  of  daint- 
ily gowned  women  and  neatly  clad  men  watching  them, 
while  red-shirted  "Balle"  boys  run  about  gathering  up 
wasted  balls,  make  a  very  attractive  sight  indeed.  The 
tournament  began  on  Monday,  and  was  kept  up  through  the 
week,  there  being  a  large  number  of  entries.  A  number  of 
trophies  and  prizes  had  been  offered,  and  these  were  dis- 
tributed by  Her  Imperial  Highness  the  Grand  Duchess  of 
Mecklenburg-Schwerin,  who  was  supported  on  that  occasion 
by  Sir  Edward  Malet,  British  Embassador  at  Berlin,  and 
Lady  Ermyntrude,  Herr  V.  Schoeler,  the  Kur-Director, 
and  Mr.  W.  H.  Collins,  who  called  off  the  winners.  Lady 
Malet  had  to  take  her  place  for  a  brief  moment,  for  she 
could  not  very  well  award  a  prize  to  herself,  and  she,  as 
"  Mrs.  W.,"  with  the  aid  of  Count  Voss-Schonau,  had  won 
the  mixed  doubles,  the  prize  being  a  gold  clock  presented  by 
the  Empress   Frederick — who,   by   the  way,  is  at  her  new 


Friedrichshof  Palace,  and  has  her  brother,  the  Prince  of 
Wales,  over  to  luncheon  every  Sunday.  Among  the  other 
prizes  awarded,  the  most  notable  was  the  Challenge  Cup, 
which  is  made  of  oxydized  silver  and  stands  nearly  two  feet 
high,  surmounted  by  a  winged  victor)'  holding  a  wreath, 
given  by  Sir  Edward  Malet,  President  of  the  Tournament 
Committee,  and  won  by  Mr.  Hughes.  This  has  to  be  won 
three  successive  times  to  become  the  winner's  property,  and, 
as  Mr.  Hughes  is  an  Australian,  there  is  little  chance  of  his 
carrying  it  away.  Other  prizes  were  a  handsome  silver  cup 
presented  by  "  Mrs.  W.,"  two  fine  aluminum  opera-glasses, 
a  cup  in  hammered  silver,  sets  of  gilt-lined  liqueur  glasses 
in  silver,  three  luncheon-baskets  with  silver  fittings,  brooches 
set  in  diamonds  and  rubies  given  by  Lady  Malet  for  the 
ladies,  and  a  variety  of  other  handsome  and  useful  articles. 
In  the  ladies'  doubles,  the  winners  were  Misses  Lowther 
and  Jennings.  Miss  Lowther  is  a  very  strong  player,  and, 
besides  being  highly  accomplished  in  music  and  languages, 
is  said  to  possess  a  skill  in  boxing  which  the  local  papers 
describes  as  "shocking." 

Golf  has  been  another  popular  sport  here.  The  links 
have  only  just  been  laid  out,  and  the  ground  is  rather  small, 
there  being  nine  holes,  and,  being  in  the  park,  it  was  not 
permitted  to  erect  any  sand  bunkers  ;  but  the  high  hurdles 
have  taken  their  place,  there  are  a  bush  bunker  twelve  feet 
high,  an  open  drain  at  the  second  hole,  and  a  loft  of  sixteen 
feet  twenty-five  yards  from  the  tee  of  the  sixth  hole,  so  that 
thirty  is  considered  a  very  good  score.  The  two  most  active 
workers  in  this  sport  are  Major-General  Duff,  of  the  Ascot 
Golf  Club,  and  Mr.  Lewis  Horner,  secretary  of  the  Pau  Golf 
Club  ;  and  among  the  eighty  players  of  the  season  are  the 
Stevenses,  the  McCreerys,  the  Havemeyers,  the  Rouquettes, 
Mrs.  Morse,  Miss  McAdam,  the  Due  de  Rivoli  and  his  two 
daughters,  Miles.  Rose  and  Violet  Ney  d'Elchingen,  and  the 
Grand  Duke  Michael,  who  is  a  great  enthusiast  and  organ- 
ized the  famous  golf  club  at  Cannes. 

Coaching  is  another  popular  diversion,  among  the  Amer- 
icans at  least.  The  coach,  which  is  called  "The  Star,"  and 
has  a  maroon  body  with  yellow  running  gear,  is  a  very 
creditable  turn-out.  Walter  McCreery  took  it  out  for  a 
birthday-party  a  fortnight  or  so  ago.  His  brother  Richard 
drove,  and  though  there  was  a  pelting  rain  at  the  start,  they 
had  a  very  jolly  time.  In  the  party  were  Walter  Mc- 
Creery, Baron  von  Schroder,  Mrs.  Richard  McCreery,  Mr. 
and  Mrs.  Stevens,  and  Prince  Belosselsky.  The  road  has 
generally  been  either  to  Nauheim  or  Konigstein,  but  there 
have  also  been  trips  to  Frankfort  to  attend  the  races  there. 
'.  Its  last  trip  was  when  it  took  the  Grand  Duke  Michael's 
party — consisting  of  his  imperial  highness,  his  wife  (the 
;  Countess  of  Torby),  and  Countess  Adda  Merenberg — to 
|  Frankfort  at  the  end  of  their  visit  here.  The  coach  was 
i  profusely  decorated  with  flowers,  and  the  ladies  had  roses 
stuck  on  their  parasols.  Mr.  Stevens  drove,  and  on  the  box- 
seat  sat  Mrs.  Richard  McCreery.  The  Grand  Duke  Michael 
and  Duke  Ernest  Gunther,  brother  of  the  German  Empress, 
were  on  the  front  seat,  and  the  Countess  of  Torby  was  on  the 
back.  There  were  inside  passengers,  too,  and  the  party  in- 
cluded also  Mrs.  Stevens,  Mrs.  Richard  McCreery,  the  Misses 
Whittier,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Brambeer,  Countess  Adda  Meren- 
berg, and  Prince  Belosselsky.  They  had  a  jolly  drive,  as- 
tonishing the  Frankforters  no  little  on  their  arrival  in  that 
sober  burg,  and  returned  late,  after  a  merry  dinner  at  the 
Englisher  Hof.  * 

People  get  up  here  at  a  most  unchristian  hour.  The 
Prince  of  Wales  is  up  ever)'  morning  and  taking  his  first 
glass  of  the  waters  by  seven  o'clock.  But  he  takes  his  kur 
with  the  greatest  precision  :  he  drinks  his  two  morning 
glasses  regularly,  his  pine  bath,  with  its  five  pounds  of 
salt,  is  sent  to  his  hotel  at  ten-forty  every  day,  and  he 
never  goes  to  a  dance,  but  listens  to  the  band  after  dinner 
until  ten  o'clock  and  then  goes  to  bed.  But  the  rest  of  the 
world  stays  up.  There  has  been  an  incessant  round  of  din- 
ners and  dances  for  a  month  past,  and  nobody  need  turn  in  be- 
fore three  in  the  morning  for  lack  of  something  to  do.  There 
were  at  first  a  lot  of  subscription  affairs,  both  dinners  and 
dances,  at  which  each  paid  his  proportion  of  the  expense, 
and  for  a  little  dance  the  prince's  room  at  the  Kursaal, 
lighted  and  provided  with  servants  and  a  pianist,  could  be 
had  for  twenty-five  marks.  But  a  larger  kind  of  entertain- 
ing has  been  in  vogue  in  the  past  fortnight,  and  every  even- 
ing Ritter's  terrace  and  even  the  large  terrace  at  the  Kurhaus 
are  crowded  with  parties  of  from  four  to  twenty  guests. 
Then  there  are  dinner-parties,  too,  at  Reichelman's,  the 
Russie,  the  Victoria,  and  elsewhere,  and,  in  addition  to  the 
balls  at  the  Kurhaus,  there  have  been  many  private  dances, 
given  by  the  Grand  Duke  Michael,  Lady  Maria  Spearman, 
and  other  notable  persons.  Ramhler. 

HOMKURG,  August  30,  "1894. 


By  the  demolition  of  some  old  houses  in  Catherine  Street, 
Strand,  and  in  Drury  Lane,  London,  what  may  be  regarded 
as  a  classic  spot  has  been  exposed  to  view.  This  is  the  old 
church-yard  which  Charles  Dickens  graphically  described  in 
"  Bleak  House,"  and  which  is  approached  by  a  narrow  pas- 
sage leading  from  Russell  Court.  At  the  end  of  Russell 
Court  the  gate  through  which  Joe  pointed  out  to  Lady  Ded- 
lock  the  grave  of  his  benefactor  still  hangs  on  its  rusty 
hinges,  although  the  grave-yard  itself  has  been  asphalted 
over  and  turned  into  a  play-ground.  Some  thousands  of 
the  admirers  of  Dickens's  works,  including  a  large  number 
of  Americans,  have  visited  the  spot  within  the  past  few 
weeks. 


A  few  years  ago  there  lived  in  luxurious  comfort  a  quaint 
elderly  trio — a  brother  and  two  sisters — who  jestingly  de- 
clared that  they  would  have  to  be  enrolled  among  the  freaks 
of  a  museum,  as  they  were  the  only  people  in  their  set  who 
had  never  been  to  Europe  ;  and,  intelligent  and  wealthy, 
they  continued  to  the  end  of  their  lives  to  make  New  York 
the  boundary  of  their  horizon,  rarely  leaving  ;pt  for 

their  summer  home,  which  was  as  near  as  p 
beloved  native  city. 


THE        ARGONAUT. 


SEPTEMBER    24,  1894. 


LITERARY    NOTES. 


Personal  and  Miscellaneous  Gossip. 
An  Eastern  house  has  in  preparation  an  edition 
of  the  novels  of  Henry  Kingsley,  whom  some 
critics  {notably  Mr.  James  Payn)  think  a  better 
story-teller  than  his  more  famous  brother  Charles. 
"  Ravenshoe  "  will  be  the  first  volume  of  the  series  ; 
it  will  be  followed  in  quick  succession  by  "Austin 
Elliot  "  and  "  Geoffrey  Hamlyn." 

Alice  Morse  Earle  has  in  press  a  new  volume  on 
old  New  England,  with  the  title,  "Costume  in 
Colonial  Times." 

A  new  edition  of  Mrs.  Oliphant's  "Makers  of 
Florence  "  is  coming  out  this  month,  in  four  vol- 
umes intended  for  separate  distribution,  one  each 
being  devoted  to  Dante,  Savonarola,  the  Castle 
Builders,  and  the  Piagnoni  painters. 

The  life  of  Richard  Brinsley  Sheridan,  upon 
which  Fraser  Rae  is  at  work,  will  be  heartily  wel- 
comed, for  no  adequate  biography  of  that  brilliant 
being  is  in  existence.  All  the  manuscripts  and  let- 
ters in  the  possession  of  the  family  have  been 
placed  in  Mr.  Rae's  hands.  Among  them  is  the 
manuscript  copy  of  "  The  School  for  Scandal," 
containing  many  corrections  in  the  author's  hand- 
writing. 

A  curious  and  interesting  bit  of  correspondence 
between  Alexandre  Dumas,  father,  and  Alexandre 
Dumas,  son,  has  just  been  published  in  Paris.  The 
letters  read  as  follows  : 

Paris,  October  7,  1865. 
Alexandre  Dumas,  father,  to  Alexandre  Dumas,  son — 

Dear  Master:  After  thirty  years  of  struggle,  defeats, 
and  victories,  of  failures  and  successes,  I  believe  that,  if 
not  a  great  celebrity,  I  have,  at  least,  the  reputation  of 
being  a  fruitful  novelist.  Only  yesterday  I  received  from 
Victor  Hugo,  in  Guernsey,  a  letter  full  of  encouragement 
and  congratulations.  I  have  the  honor  to  belong  to  the 
Society  of  Authors  and  the  Society  of  Dramatists.  My 
modest  claims  to  the  first  are  :  (Here  follows  a  list  of  his 
most  successful  works.)  Now,  I  beg,  dear  master,  the 
honor  of  writing  with  you  a  drama  in  five  acts,  the  ideas 
for  which  I  shall  discuss  with  you  at  our  first  meeting. 
The  ideas  are,  I  believe,  in  accordance  with  the  tastes  of 
the  day.     Will  you  agree? 

Alexandre  Dumas,  Father. 

Alexandre  Dumas,  son,  to  Alexandre  Dumas,  fatlter — 

Dear  Master  :  Your  letter  came  to  the  correct  ad- 
dress. The  friendship,  the  love,  the  respect,  the  admira- 
tion which  I  have  for  my  father  make  it  my  duty  and 
pleasure  to  accept  blindly  your  amiable  offer.  Be  it  so, 
therefore,  we  shall  work  together  on  some  piece  in  five 
acts.  To  work  with  you,  let  me  say,  between  us,  will  be 
no  bad  piece  of  business  for  me. 

Alexandre  Dumas,  Son. 

Henry  D.  Lloyd's  book  on  trusts  and  monop- 
olies, which  will  have  the  title,  "  Wealth  against 
Commonwealth  ;  the  Story  of  a  Monopoly,"  is 
nearly  ready. 

Anarchy  and  anarchists  are  treated  scientifically 
in  a  volume  just  published  by  Professor  Lombroso, 
of  Turin.  It  is  said  to  be  a  complete  and  interest- 
ing story  of  human  delinquency.  The  author  be- 
lieves that  modern  anarchy  is  "  the  coherent  con- 
sequence of  what  was  prepared  before." 

The  demand  for  Sir  John  Lubbock's  "  Pleasures 
of  Life"  was  large,  and  he  has  now  in  press  a  sort 
of  companion  work,  with  the  title  "The  Uses  of 
Life." 

Marked  success  has  attended  the  publication  in 
London  of  Hall  Caine's  "  Manxman,"  in  one  vol- 
ume instead  of  in  three.  The  first  edition  of 
twenty  thousand  copies  was  sold  in  a  fortnight,  and 
a  second  edition  of  five  thousand  copies  has  been 
printed  since. 

"That  Damnable  Country"  is  the  strange  title 
Alfred  Austin  has  given  to  an  article  in  Black-wood 
for  September,  recounting  his  impressions  of  Ire- 
land. 

The  Chap-Book  prints  this  jibe  at  the  expense  of 
Richard  Harding  Davis: 

"  '  Good-morning,  Mr.  Davis.'     '  Harding  Davis,  if  you 
please.' 
'  Oh  !   pardon  !    Mr.  Harding  Hyphen   Davis,  if  you 
please. 
I  only  called  to  say  how  much  I  liked  your  journalese, 
A  little  more  familiar  and  a  little  less  at  ease 
With  the  rules  of  English  grammar  than  would  suit  a 

Bostonese, 
'Tis  yet  a  fitting   instrument  to  render  thoughts  like 

these — 
The  thoughts  of  Mr.   Davis.'      '  Harding  Davis,  if 
you  please.'  " 

Mrs.  E.  C.  Cotes's  amusing  new  book,  "Vernon's 
Aunt,"  is  nearly  ready  for  publication.  It  relates 
the  Oriental  experiences  of  Miss  Lavinia  Moffat,  a 


British  old  maid,  and  recalls,  in  its  funny  vein,  the 
writer's  early  book  on  the  travels  of  two  girls. 

Walter  Besant  has  three  books  in  preparation — 
his  novel,  "  Beyond  the  Dreams  of  Avarice"  ;  a 
series  of  social  essays,  "  As  We  Are,  As  We  May 
Be"  ;  and  a  volume  of  short  stories,  entitled  "  In 
Deacon's  Orders." 

August  25th  was  the  fifty-fifth  birthday  of  Francis 
Bret  Harte.  He  has  published  upward  of  thirty 
volumes,  and  generally  writes  two  works  a  year. 

One  of  the  Paris  papers  has  recently  been  pre- 
senting its  readers  with  a  sketch  of  George  Mere- 
dith, in  which  it  says  : 

"  He  works  from  ten  to  six  every  day,  in  a  little  cottage 
of  two  rooms  quite  detached  from  his  house  at  Dorking, 
with  which  it  is  in  telephonic  communication.  The 
characters  Mr.  Meredith  has  evolved  from  his  brain  are 
so  real  to  him  that  he  laughs  and  cries  when  he  refers  to 
them.  With  Renee,  in  '  Beauchamp's  Career,'  he  says 
he  is  still  in  love.  Mr..  Meredith  hates  the  sound  of 
bells,  and  thinks  that  the  brain  can  only  produce  its  best 
work  in  a  dim  light.  Of  death,  he  says,  he  has  no  dread, 
it  is  but  the  other  side  of  the  door," 

Thomas  Hardy's  new  novel  is  nearly  finished, 
and  its  opening  chapters  will  appear  in  one  of  the 
December  magazines.  The  twenty-sixth  edition  of 
"  Tess  " — each  edition  numbering  a  thousand 
copies— is  coming  from  the  press  in  London. 

The  publication  of  Rudyard  Kipling's  new  vol- 
ume of  "  Ballads"  has  been  postponed  until  next 
year. 

The  sequel  to  Marion  Crawford's  "  Katharine 
Lauderdale,"  which  has  the  title  "The  Ralstons," 
will  be  published  in  October.  Ten  editions  have 
been  printed  of  "Katharine  Lauderdale"  during 
the  six  months  since  it  came  out. 

A  volume  of  stories  of  medical  life  by  Conan 
Doyle  is  announced  in  England  for  October,  with 
the  title,  "  Round  the  Red  Lamp." 

The  memoirs  of  Barras,  which,  like  those  of 
Talleyrand,  were  expected  a  great  many  years  ago, 
are  now  at  last  to  see  the  light.  Hachette  &  Co. 
already  have  them  in  hand  in  Paris.  The  AihencEum 
says  of  them  : 

"His  memoirs,  like  those  of  Talleyrand  in  their  pub- 
lished shape,  abound  in  anecdotes,  curious  bits  of  in- 
formation, and  in  scandals  relating  to  his  contemporaries. 
Mme.  de  Stael,  Talleyrand,  and  Fouche  are  no  less  roughly 
handled  than  Napoleon  and  the  Empress  Josephine. 
The  reproduction  of  autographs  and  portraits  from  the 
Jubinal  de  St.  Albin  collection  (the  portrait  of  Danton, 
by  David,  that  of  Robespierre,  of  Barras,  etc.)  will  add 
a  further  interest  to  the  publication.  After  reading  the 
first  hundred  pages  of  the  opening  volume,  we  come  to 
the  first  relations  between  Earras  and  Bonaparte.  Two 
chapters  deal  with  the  preliminaries  of  the  gth  Thermidor, 
and  supply  curious  details  about  Robespierre  ;  another 
treats  of  the  gth  Thermidor  itself;  a  third,  the  13th 
Vendemiaire.  After  a  long  tirade  against  the  Bonaparte 
family,  Bonaparte,  and  Josephine,  which  fills  seven 
chapters,  we  come  to  the  rivalry  between  Barras  and 
Caruot.  The  second  volume  embraces  the  political, 
diplomatic,  and  internal  history  of  the  Directory,  from 
the  beginnings  of  the  new  government  to  the  coup 
ditat  of  the  18th  Fructidor  of  the  year  V.  A  resume 
of  all  the  sittings  of  the  Directory  is  supplied  by  the 
notes  that  Barras  was  accustomed  to  take  after  each  of 
these  sittings.  The  close  of  the  volume  deals  with  the 
preliminaries  of  the  18th  Fructidor,  the  part  played  by 
Talleyrand,  Hoche,  Bonaparte,  Augereau,  Carnot,  and 
La  Valette,  and  describes  the  violent  scene  at  the  Direct- 
ory between  Barras  and  Carnot.  The  third  volume  be- 
gins with  the  18th  Fructidor,  year  V.  (fourth  of  Septem- 
ber, 1797),  and  ends  a  little  before  the  18th  Brumaire,  with 
the  account  of  which  the  fourth  and  last  volume  opens. 
It  thus  embraces  the  interior  and  foreign  history  of  the 
Directory  from  179710  1799.  The  last  three  chapters  of 
this  volume  are  also  of  great  interest,  comprising  the 
struggle  between  Barras  and  the  brothers  of  Napoleon  ; 
the  original  memoir  of  the  priests  who  were  transported 
without  sentence  after  the  18th  Fructidor;  the  letters 
patent  of  Louis  the  Eighteenth  (tenth  of  May,  1799), 
promising  twelve  millions  to  Barras  for  the  restoration  of 
the  monarchy ;  explanations  of  Barras  as  to  his  connec- 
tion with  the_  royalist  agent  Fouche-Borel,  etc.  The 
fourth  volume  embraces  all  the  period  between  the  fall  of 
the  Directory  (18th  Brumaire,  1799)  and  1828.  It  begins 
with  a  long  chapter  upon  the  coup  ditat  of  Brumaire." 

The  forthcoming  history  of  Florence,  by  Pro- 
fessor Villari,  is  to  be  translated  into  English  by 
his  wife.  The  work,  which  is  in  two  volumes,  deals 
with  the  first  two  centuries  of  the  life  of  the  beauti- 
ful city. 

The  edition  of  Poe's  works  which  Mr.  Stedman 
and  Mr.  George  E.  Woodberry  have  been  editing 
is  nearly  ready  for  publication.  The  illustrations 
by  Mr.  A.  E.  Sterner  which  are  to  appear  in  this 
edition  are  presumably  those  weird  and  striking 
ones  which  the  Century  is  presenting  in  connection 
with  the  Poe  correspondence.  That  artist  of  the 
fantastic,  Aubrey  Beardsley,  has  made  a  series  of 
eight  illustrations  for  the  tales. 


A  Simple  Supper 

for  the  little  ones,  always  relished,  and  very 
economical,  is  a  bowl  of  broth  made  of 


Jmfiwto, 


Extract  of  BEEF 


with  crackers  or  bread  broken  into  it.  Use  ]/t  teaspoonful  of 
the  Extract  to  each  pint  of  water.  Can  be  prepared  over  an 
oil  stove  or  gas  jet. 

We  issue  a  little  book  of  "Culinary  Wrinkles,"   which  is  to 
be  br  i  for  the  asking.    Send  name  and  address  on  a  postal  to 

Armour  &  Company,  Chicago. 


MASCAGNI     IN     BERLIN. 


His  Success,  his  Struggles,  and  his  Domestic  Life. 


/////Jlfj/; 


Even  such  an  ovation  as  the  Viennese  tendered 
Pietro  Mascagni  did  not  avail  him  in  Berlin, 
although  here  his  cup  was  full  to  running  over  and 
"the  cool-headed  Berliners  were  not  to  be  recog- 
nized," says  a  Berlin  paper.  Applause  has  been 
measured  with  no  stinting  hand  to  this  young 
genius.  Critics  have  not  hung  back  awaiting  dis- 
passionate judgment.  Every  emotion  is  contagious. 
The  first  few  cries  of  "  Viva  Mascagni  !  "  are  echoed 
by  the  many,  the  shouts  of  enthusiastic  applauders 
inspire  the  irresolute  majority,  and,  in  a  burst  of 
enthusiasm,  the  crowded  house  rises  to  the  occa- 
sion. The  public  is  pleased  with  itself  in  having 
given  timely  recognition  to  Mascagni's  genius,  with- 
out waiting  until  he  shall  have  become  gray-haired. 
We  reflect,  however,  with  pardonable  irony,  that 
few  of  the  great  musical  classics  enjoyed  during 
their  life-times  the  honors  which  have  been  show- 
ered upon  Mascagni.  And  all  this  in  acknowledg- 
ment of  an  opera  in  one  act  1  Truly,  "a  hit — a 
palpable  hit." 

Early  in  life  the  Fates  began  the  training  of  this 
son  of  a  Livorno  baker.  They  jostled  him  against 
the  rough  edges  of  life,  tempering  his  metal 
on  the  anvil  of  adversity  before  setting  him  on  a 
pedestal  for  the  world's  admiration.  They  be- 
stowed on  him  a  gift  more  precious  than  gold — the 
charm  of  winning  manners.  Wherever  he  goes, 
he  is  beloved  by  men  as  well  as  by  women.  Not 
even  his  colleagues  begrudge  him  his  laurels.  He 
disarms  every  feeling  of  envy  by  his  natural  grace 
and  perfect  tact. 

Mascagni  was  reared,  as  are  thousands  of  poor 
Italian  children,  with  little  assistance  from  school 
or  college.  His  chief  educator  was  a  piano,  on 
which  he  banged  for  hours,  to  the  distraction  of  his 
neighbors.  His  father,  stipulating  that  he  should 
accomplish  something,  wished  him  to  study  law, 
the  alternative  being  the  paternal  loaf.  Luckily,  in 
the  meantime,  Saint  Cecilia  endowed  him  with  two 
benefactors  :  one,  an  uncle  in  whose  room  he  was 
allowed  full  play  for  his  undeveloped  musical 
phantasies ;  the  other,  a  wealthy  patron,  who, 
after  his  uncle's  death,  sent  him  to  the  Conservatory 
in  Milan. 

Mascagni  seems  to  have  profited  little  by  his  stay 
at  the  Conservatory,  and  we  soon  hear  of  him  set- 
ting out  with  a  light  purse  and  heavy  heart  to  wan- 
der about  the  streets  and  cafes  of  Milan,  and  busy- 
ing himself  at  home  with  drawing  queer,  black- 
headed  characters  over  the  lines  of  his  music- 
paper,  little  dreaming  that  he  should  one  day  make 
of  them  what  no  school,  no  conservatory  could 
teach  him.  The  free-and-easy  stage-life  of  Italy 
appears  the  first  stepping-stone  toward  a  liveli- 
hood, however  insignificant.  He  engaged  himself 
as  musical  director  in  a  traveling  company  of  in- 
different merit.  Seated  behind  the  prompter's 
box,  his  baton  brought  the  motley  orchestra  to 
time,  and  gave  the  signal  for  ci-divant  opera- 
singers  to  begin  their  wailings. 

This  position,  unimportant  as  it  seems,  was  a 
great  factor  in  his  subsequent  success.  It  made 
him  familiar  with  the  usages  of  the  stage,  and  in 
1889,  when  Sonzogno  published  his  competition 
prize  for  a  one-act  opera,  Mascagni  seized  the  op- 
portunity of  his  life,  and,  with  apparently  no  effort, 
won  the  wreath  of  fame.  *  Every  measure  of  the 
"Cavalleria"  strives  to  represent  the  sensuous. 
This  work  is  the  triumph  of  a  youthful,  rash,  and 
ardent  nature,  which,  regardless  of  rule,  appeals 
directly  to  the  masses,  surprises,  dazzles,  and  in- 
spires them  with  the  wildest  enthusiasm. 

Mascagni  is  married.  While  director  of  an 
operatic  company  he  came  to  Naples,  where  he 
was  taken  with  fever.  A  young  singer,  who  nursed 
him  through  his  illness,  afterward  became  Signora 
Mascagni.  This  lady  is  ridiculously  jealous  of  her 
handsome  lord.  She  is  constantly  on  the  trail  of 
some  imaginary  inconstancy,  inspecting  every  bit 
of  paper  on  his  writing-desk  in  search  of  some 
grounds,  not  for  a  divorce,  but  for  a  curtain-lecture. 

Last  year,  during  a  visit  to  Vienna,  the  composer 
succumbed  to  the  pretty  eyes  of  a  local  opera- 
singer.  Circumstances  would  have  it  that  she 
should  sing  the  title-r61e  in  Mascagni's  "  Ranzau" 
in  Florence.  She  announced  her  arrival  by  a  tele- 
gram, asking  him  to  meet  her  at  the  station.  The 
unfortunate  dispatch  fell  into  the  hands  of  the 
irate  signora.  A  lively  scene  ensued,  and,  after 
the  usual  programme  of  tears,  sobs,  and  fainting 
fits  had  been  enacted,  peace  was  permitted  to  rest 
on  the  home  of  the  Mascagnis.  Even  after  the 
hoisting  of  the  flag  of  truce,  she  persisted  in  going 
with  him  to  meet  his  young  friend.  Naturally  the 
luckless  husband  gave  way  ;  nor  did  he  see  the 
charming  singer  once  during  her  stay  in  Florence. 

When  fate  means  well  by  a  genial  artist,  she 
does  not  give  him  a  spoiled  child-wife  as  the  closest 
companion  of  his  life,  but  a  sensible,  clear-headed 
woman,  who  can  keep  strict  ward  over  heart  and 
home,  and  who  acts  as  a  counterbalance  to  the 
romantic  side  of  his  nature. 

Berlin,  June  1,  1894.  Gkace  Thorne. 


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9 


LITERARY    NOTES. 


"Trilby." 
George  du  Maimer's  new  novel,  "  Trilby,"  is  at 
last  out  in  book-form,  though  it  has  not  been  ob- 
tainable at  the  local  bookstores  for  the  reason  that 
the  entire  supply  sent  to  this  city  was  sold  before  a 
single  copy  had  reached  here.  As  a  general  thing, 
novel-readers  are  not  given  to  taking  their  fiction  in 
monthly  or  weekly  installments.  They  want  it  so 
that  they  can  finish  it  at  a  single  sitting  if  the  humor 
prompts.  But  Du  Maurier's  two  novels  have  been 
read  as  they  came  out  in  the  magazine  by  hun- 
dreds, perhaps  thousands,  of  readers  who  generally 
avoid  serials  as  they  would  a  minstrel  show.  And 
now  they  want  it  in  book-form,  to  be  read  again  or 
to  send  to  friends. 

In  book-form  the  story  differs  in  some  trifling  de- 
tails from  the  revised  version  in  the  magazine.  The 
picture  of  Joe  Sibley  that  aroused  the  litigious  Mr. 
Whistler's  ire,  as  being  too  close  a  caricature  of 
himself,  has  been  expunged,  and  in  such  other 
pictures  as  Sibley — now  known  as  Antony — figures, 
a  beard  has  been  added.  The  differences  in  text 
are  very  slight,  consisting  chiefly  of  the  restora- 
tion of  a  few  passages  that  were  taken  out  in  order 
to  fit  the  book  for  the  eyes  of  the  Young  Person. 

The  chief  passage  restored  is  the  following,  de- 
scribing Trilby's  life  as  a  model : 

"  It  was  poor  Trilby's  sad  distinction  that  she  surpassed 
all  other  models  as  Calypso  surpassed  her  nymphs  ;  and 
whether  by  long  habit,  or  through  some  obtuseness  in  her 
nature,  or  lack  of  imagination,  she  was  equally  uncon- 
scious of  self  with  her  clothes  on  or  without !  Truly,  she 
could  be  naked  and  unashamed— in  this  respect  an  abso- 
lute savage. 

"  She  would  have  ridden  through  Coventry,  like  Lady 
Godiva — but  without  giving  it  a  thought  beyond  wonder- 
ing why  the  streets  were  empty,  and  the  shops  closed,  and 
the  blinds  pulled  down— would  even  have  looked  up  to 
Peeping  Tom's  shutter  with  a  friendly  nod,  had  she 
known'he  was  behind  it ! 

"In  fact,  she  was  absolutely  without  that  kind  of 
shame,  as  she  was  without  any  kind  of  fear.  But  she 
was  destined  soon  to  know  both  fear  and  shame. 

"  And  here  it  would  not  be  amiss  for  me  to  state  a  fact 
well  known  to  all  painters  and  sculptors  who  have  used 
the  nude  model  (except  a  few  senile  pretenders,  whose 
purity,  not  being  of  the  right  sort,  has  gone  rank  from 
too  much  watching),  namely,  that  nothing  is  so  chaste  as 
nudity.  Venus  herself,  as  she  drops  her  garments  and 
steps  on  to  the  model-throne,  leaves  behind  her  on  the 
floor  every  weapon  in  her  armory  by  which  she  can  pierce 
to  the  grosser  passions  of  man.  The  more  perfect  her 
unveiled  beauty,  the  more  keenly  it  appeals  to  his  higher 
instincts.  And  where  her  beauty  fails  (as  it  almost  al- 
ways does  somewhere  in  the  Venuses  who  sit  for  hire),  the 
failure  is  so  lamentably  conspicuous  in  the  studio  light 
—the  fierce  light  that  beats  on  this  particular  throne — 
that  Don  Juan  himself,  who  has  not  got  to  paint,  were 
fain  to  hide  his  eyes  in  sorrow  and  disenchantment,  and 
fly  to  other  climes. 

"All  beauty  is  sexless  in  the  eyes  of  the  artist  at  his 
work—the  beauty  of  the  man,  the  beauty  of  the  woman, 
the  heavenly  beauty  of  the  child,  which  is  the  sweetest 
and  best  of  all. 

"  Indeed,  it  is  woman,  lovely  woman,  whose  beauty 
falls  the  shortest,  for  sheer  lack  of  proper  physical  train- 
ing." 

Really  this  passage  does  not  seem  so  dreadful. 
Indeed,  the  Young  Person  might  profitably  stick  it 
in  her  mirror  or  otherwise  become  familiar  with  its 
words,  so  that  its  meaning  may  have  percolated  into 
her  mind  by  the  time  she  arrives  at  years  of  discre- 
tion. 

We  have  already,  in  an  issue  of  a  few  weeks  ago, 
told  the  story  of  "Trilby"  and  made  long  ex- 
tracts, so  that  our  readers  may  know  what  the  story 
is  about  and  how  it  is  told  ;  and  so  we  can  only 
again  commend  it  as  a  most  striking  book. 

Published  by  Harper  &  Brothers,  New  York  ; 
price,  $1.00. 

New  Publications. 
"The  Elements  of  Algebra,"  by  Dr.  William  J. 
Milne,  a  course  for  grammar  schools  and  beginners 
in  public  and  private  schools,  is  published  by  the 
American  Book  Company,  New  York  ;  price,  60 
cents. 

"  Anne  of  Geierstein  ;  or,  The  Maid  of  the  Mist," 
is  the  latest,  the  twenty-third,  volume  of  the  new 
Dryburgh  Edition  of  Sir  Walter  Scott's  novels.  It 
is  furnished  with  introduction,  notes,  glossary,  and 
index,  and  is  illustrated  by  Paul  Hardy.  Published 
by  Macmillan  &  Co.,  New  York  ;  price,  $1.25. 

Among  the  popular  novels  recently  reprinted  in 
the  Sunshine  Series  are  "  Under  the  Great  Seal," 
by  Joseph  Hatton,  a  story  of  adventure  ;  "The 
Medicine  Lady,"  by  L.  T.  Meade  ;  and  "  All  Along 
the  River,"  by  M.  E.  Braddon.  Published  by  the 
Cassell  Publishing  Company,  New  York  ;  price,  50 
cents  each. 

"  With  the  Help  of  the  Angels,"  by  Wilfred 
Woollam,  a  pretty  and  pathetic  story  in  which  a 
little  English  orphan  gets,  by  adoption,  more  than 
his  share  of  parents,  and  is  instrumental  in  putting 
several  older  persons  in  the  right  path,  has  been 
issued  in  the  Franklin  Square  Library  published  by 
Harper  &  Brothers,  New  York  ;  price,  50  cents. 

"Ouida"has  abandoned  her  aristocratic  heroes 
to  their  luxurious  vices  and  has  been  showing  up 
the  simplicity  of  peasant  life,  of  late.  In  this  later 
style,  for  example,  are  the  two  novelettes  contained 
in  her  latest  book.  It  is  called  "The  Silver 
Christ,"  after  the  first  tale,  in  which  a  young 
peasant  in  the  Florentine  suburbs  is  led  by  his 
passion  for  a  dark-skinned  coquette  to  desecrate 
his  mother's  grave  by  searching  for  certain  relics 
that  were  buried  with  her  ;  he  comes  first,  however, 
upon  a  silver  image  of  the  Saviour,  which  he  sells 


and  so  provides  money  for  the  girl  to  start  upon 
the  life  she  covets,  while  he  himself  is  condemned 
to  penal  servitude  for  sacrilege.  "The  Lemon 
Tree,"  the  other  story,  is  also  a  tale  of  peasant 
life,  written  in  the  same  simple  and  direct  style. 
Published  by  Macmillan  &  Co.,  New  York  ;  price, 
$1.50. 

Eleven  stories  of  old  California,  by  Gertrude 
Atherton,  are  contained  in  the  book  entitled  "  Be- 
fore the  Gringo  Came."  Mrs.  Atherton  has  repro- 
duced with  notable  fidelity  the  existence  led  by  the 
Californians  of  the  days  of  Spanish  and  Mexican 
rule,  and  she  has  made  much  of  a  field  for  the 
romance- writer  that  is  almost  virgin  soil — the  Rus- 
sian settlements  in  this  State.  Her  local  color  is 
admirable.  Published  by  J.  Selwin  Tait  &  Son, 
New  York  ;  price,  $1.00. 

Samuel  Adams  Drake  has  written  a  valuable 
contribution  to  the  history  in  "  The  Making  of  the 
Ohio  Valley  States."  It  covers  the  years  from 
1660  to  1837,  which  is  divided  into  three  periods  : 
"  The  Conquest  of  the  West,"  ending  with  Pon- 
tiac's  war  in  1763  ;  "  The  Advance  into  the  West," 
beginning  with  the  coming  of  the  hunters  of  Ken- 
tucky and  ending  with  the  treaty  of  Greenville  in 
1795  ;  and  "  Progress,"  from  the  fall  of  the 
Iroquois  in  1779  up  to  sixty  years  ago.  The  book 
contains  many  illustrations  and  maps,  and  has  an  in- 
dex. Published  by  Charles  Scribner's  Sons,  New 
York  ;  price,  $1.50. 

Martha  McCullough  Williams  let  her  imagina- 
tion run  riot  when  she  wrote  "  Two  of  a  Trade." 
In  the  opening  scenes  a  great  scheme  is  unfolded 
by  a  young  man  who  hungers  for  fame  as  a  novel- 
ist. He  does  not  want  to  make  money — he  has 
plenty  of  that — but  he  is  determined  to  send  his 
name  thundering  down  the  ages,  and  so  he  decides 
to  study  human  nature  from  living  models.  His 
models  he  gets  by  advertising — for  a  blonde  hero- 
ine in  distress,  who,  to  speak  in  paradoxes,  has  a 
missing  relative  from  whom  she  "might  hear  of 
something  to  her  advantage,"  and  for  a  man  who 
knows  the  African  diamond  fields  and,  for  a  con- 
sideration, will  consent  to  be  the  friend  and  execu- 
tor of  the  long-lost  relative,  and  bring  financial 
succor  to  beauty  in  distress.  From  this  beginning 
the  story  plunges  into  a  very  maelstrom  of  sur- 
prises, in  which,  in  addition  to  the  personages 
already  mentioned,  prominent  r61es  are  played  by 
a  newspaper  man,  a  Wall  Street  villain,  a  long- 
suffering  hero,  and  the  rest.  Published  by  J. 
Selwin  Tait  &  Sons,  New  York  ;  price,  $1.00. 

"Cavalry  Life  in  Tent  and  Field,"  by  Mrs. 
Orsemus  Bronson  Boyd,  is  a  simple  record  of  the 
life  of  a  soldier's  wife.  She  was  a  New  York 
school-girl  when  she  married  the  young  cavalry 
lieutenant,  shortly  after  the  war,  and  his  details 
took  her  out  into  the  rough  frontier  before  the 
transcontinental  road  was  built.  Her  husband  had 
served  in  the  war  and  then  entered  West  Point,  and 
while  a  cadet  he  was  publicly  disgraced  as  a  thief 
by  his  fellow-cadets,  and,  though  at  a  military  trial 
he  was  pronounced  "  not  guilty,"  he  was  thereafter 
and  for  many  years  treated  as  a  pariah.  But  he 
stuck  to  the  service  and  had  already  won  the  re- 
spect of  his  brother  officers  for  his  unusual  moral 
courage  and  his  exemplary  conduct,  when  the  real 
culprit  confessed  that  he  had  committed  the  crime 
for  which  Captain  Boyd  had  suffered.  Such  an  ex- 
perience can  not  but  have  had  its  influence  on  the 
man,  as  the  stigma  on  his  name  undoubtedly  did  in 
procuring  for  him  the  hardest  details,  so  that  Mfs. 
Boyd's  experience  of  army  life  was  as  hard  as  an 
officer's  wife  has  known  since  the  war.  She  writes 
of  it  with  a  simple  directness  that  carries  the  con- 
viction of  truth,  and  her  book  constitutes  a  remark- 
able picture  of  one  phase  of  life  in  this  country. 
Published  by  J.  Selwin  Tait  &  Sons,  New  York  ; 
price,  $1.00. 

One  result  of  this  present  flood  of  Napoleonic 
literature  is  1  revival  of  inteiest  in  the  Napoleonic 
romances  of  Alexandre  Dumas,  which  is  being 
happily  met  by  the  publication  of  a  new  and  hand- 
some edition  of  those  delightful  tales.  In  the  order 
in  which  they  were  written,  the  first  of  the  series  is 
"  The  Companions  of  Jehu" — in  two  volumes — the 
story  of  the  18th  Brumaire,  which  made  General 
Bonaparte  the  supreme  ruler  of  France.  It  is 
"romanticized  history  rather  than  historical  ro- 
mance," accurate  in  its  adherence  to  the  facts  of 
history  and  glowing  with  the  vividness  of  which 
Dumas  was  such  a  master.  The  range  of  charac- 
ters is  enumerated  on  four  pages,  and  of  the  hun- 
dred or  so  that  figure  there  almost  all  are  historical 
personages  ;  a  few  only  are  invented  to  give  a  per- 
sonal interest  to  the  story,  and  this  they  do  most 
effectually,  notably  the  aide-de-camp  Roland,  who 
sought  death  in  every  battle  for  a  reason  which  the 
author  explains  only  in  his  "word  to  the  reader," 
in  which  he  tells  the  extraordinary  genesis  of  this 
stirring  tale.  This  new  edition  is  handsomely 
printed  on  heavy  paper,  tastefully  bound  and  with 
gilt  tops,  and  is  furnished  with  portraits  of  Dumas 
fits  and  Napoleon  and  excellent  illustrations  drawn 
by  F.  T.  Merrill.  In  addition  to  Dumas's  "word 
to  the  reader "  and  prologue,  this  edition  is  pro- 
vided with  an  introductory  note  which  is  so  up  to 
date  as  to  quote  Captain  Mahan's  now  famous 
work,  "The  Influences  of  Sea  Power  upon  His- 
tory." Published  by  Little,  Brown  &  Co.,  Boston  ; 
price,  $L7S  per  volume. 


LATE    VERSE. 


The  Dai-Butsu  at  Kamakura. 
[In   1492,   the  ancient   and  splendid   capital  of   Kama- 
kura was  swept  away  by  a  tidal  wave,  leaving  only  this 
colossal  bronze  image  of  Buddha,  which  still  remains  an 
object  of  pilgrimage  and  worship  to  the  Japanese  people.] 

Lo  !  I  am  Euddh  !     Within  these  dreamy  eyes 
Slumber  the  secrets  of  the  centuries. 

Silent  I  sit  amid  the  silent  hills. 

Silent  before  me  gleams  the  flat  white  sea ; 
Deep  in  the  wood  a  hidden  locust  shrills, 

Drowsily  singing  to  himself  and  me. 

All  through  the  seasons  come  the  pilgrim  bands, 
Whispering,  "  Of  what  dreams  Butsu  all  the  day  ?  " 

Creeping  like  insects  on  my  folded  hands. 
Chirping  shrill  prayers,  then  winging  on  their  way. 

What  do  I  dream  of?    Ah  !  the  glories  gone ; 

Once,  all  before  me,  'twixt  the  sea  and  me 
Lay  a  fair  city — rose  a  Shogun's  home, 

Fair  Kamakura,  ruled  by  him  and  me. 

Jealous  the  Sea-God  !    In  one  mighty  wave 

Swelled  his  proud  heart,  the  waters  rose  apace — 

Rose  and  swept  inward  ;  at  my  forehead  dravej 
Crested  the  hill-tops  for  a  moment's  space. 

Only  one  moment.     From  the  insulted  land 
Swift  it  receded.     Ah  !  the  wreck  it  bore  ! 

Oh  !  the  fair  city  built  upon  the  sand  ; 
Oh  !  the  fair  city,  seen  no  more — no  more. 

Still  in  the  Sea-God's  heart  that  memory  thrills  ; 

Deep  in  his  breast  he  hides  the  jewel  won. 
Silent  I  sit  amid  the  silent  hills, 

Spouse  to  the  Sphinx  and  brother  to  the  Sun. 

— Mary  McNeill  Scott  in  tlic  Independent. 


A  Commonplace  Letter. 
It  seemed  so  little,  the  thing  you  did, 

Just  to  take  the  pen  in  your  hand. 
And  send  the  warm  heart's  greeting,  hid 

'Neath  the  common  two-cent  stamp  of  the  land. 
But  over  the  mountains,  and  over  the  plain, 

And  away  o'er  the  billowy  prairies  went 
The  small  square  letter,  to  soothe  the  pain 

Of  one  who  was  fretted  with  discontent. 

She  was  ill  and  tired  ;  the  long  hot  day 

Had  worn  itself  to  the  merest  shred, 
The  last  of  the  light  as  it  ebbed  away, 

Fell  on  her  patient  needle  and  thread. 
A  shadow  came  flying  across  the  space 

Where  the  fading  sunlight  filtered  through, 
There  was  just  the  gleam  of  a  sweet  young  face, 

And  a  voice  said,  "  Here  is  a  letter  for  you  ! " 

The  quick  tears  blurred  in  a  sudden  mist, 

But  she  brushed  them  away,  and  then  she  smiled, 
And  you  should  have  seen  how  she  kissed  and  kissed 

The  postmark's  circlet,  like  a  child. 
Why,  the  name  brought  back  the  Song  ago. 

When  she  dressed  in  her  best  of  afternoons, 
When  she  found  it  a  pleasure  to  sit  and  sew, 

And  her  seams  were  hemmed  to  tripping  tunes. 

Poverty,  change,  and  the  drudgery 

Of  work  that  goes  on  without  an  end, 
Had  fettered  the  heart  that  was  light  and  free, 

Till  she'd  almost  forgotten  she  had  a  friend. 
The  people  at  home  so  seldom  write, 

Her  youth  and  its  pleasures  He  all  behind. 
She  was  thinking  bitterly  but  last  night 

That  out  of  sight  is  out  of  mind. 

Now,  here  is  your  letter  !     The  old  hills  break 

Beyond  these  levels  flat  and  green. 
She  thrills  to  the  thrush  as  his  flute-notes  wake 

In  the  vesper  hush  of  the  woods  serene. 
She  sits  again  in  the  little  church, 

And  lifts  her  voice  in  the  choir  once  more, 
Or  stoops  for  a  four-leaved  clover  to  search, 

In  the  grass  that  ripples  up  to  the  door. 

It  was  very  little  it  meant  for  you  ; 

An  hour  at  best  when  the  day  was  done, 
But  the  words  you  sent  rang  sweet  and  true, 

And  they  carried  comfort  and  cheer  to  one 
Who  was  needing  to  feel  a  clasping  hand. 

And  to  hear  the  voices  she  used  to  hear  ; 
And  the  little  letter,  the  breadth  of  the  land 

Was  the  carrier  dove  that  brought  home  near. 
— Margaret  E.  Sangster  in  tltc  Youth's  Companion. 


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TH  E         ARGONAUT. 


September  24,  1894. 


It  has  often  enough  been  said  that  the  person 
who  wants  to  make  money  id  literature  had  better 
direct  his  energies  to  the  writing  of  plays.  There 
is  more  money  to  be  made  by  one  popular  play  than 
by  half  a  dozen  popular  novels.  Moreover,  the 
play-writing  field  is  not  over-stocked,  not,  it  may  be 
said,  from  lack  of  aspirants — according  to  Samuel 
French,  the  veteran  publisher,  not  one  play  in  two 
hundred  gets  published — but  because  so  few  of  the 
embryo  dramatists  are  competent.  Among  the 
battalions  who  are  following  in  the  footsteps  of 
Sheridan  and  Congreve,  there  are  but  the  merest 
handful  who  seem  capable  of  writing  a  piece  worth 
staging. 

The  repertoires  of  John  Drew's  company  and 
the  Empire  Theatre  people,  here  recently,  show 
how  difficult  it  is  to  get  good  plays.  Notwith- 
standing the  tremendous  inducements  of  the  large 
profits  made  by  a  successful  drama,  the  play- 
making  fraternity  produce  a  fine  play  as  rarely  as 
the  reluctant  aloe  puts  forth  its  lone  blossom. 
And  this  is  not  because  the  making  of  plays  is  a 
more  or  less  new  art,  to  which  authors  have  not 
yet  been  trained  and  accustomed.  The  American 
drama  may  be  young,  but  the  French  and  English 
drama  is  the  sturdy,  vigorous  growth  of  centuries. 
It  was  well  paid — as  artistic  productions  went — in 
the  past  In  our  century  it  has  been  excellently 
paid.  From  Dumas  pere  and  Victor  Hugo,  from 
Ernile  Augierand  D'Ennery — who  got  ten  per  cent, 
on  the  gross  receipts  of  "  Don  Cassar  de  Bazan  " — 
to  Pinero  and  Sardou,  Bronson  Howard  and  the 
author  of  "  Charley's  Aunt,"  the  largest  fortunes  in 
literature  have  been  made  by  plays. 

In  this  country  the  native  drama  is  still  so  young 
that  one  can  hardly  foretell  into  what  exotic  ex- 
uberance of  genius  it  may  yet  break  out.  The 
American  drama  is  the  most  promising  outgrowth  of 
the  American  literary  field.  It  has  shown  remarkable 
vigor  and  hardiness  under  adverse  conditions.  Up 
to  within  twenty  years  ago  there  was  literally  no 
American  drama.  Outside  "  Uncle  Tom's  Cabin" 
and  "  Kit,  the  Arkansas  Traveler,"  the  stage  in 
this  country  was  as  foreign  as  the  heart  of  an 
anglomaniac  could  desire.  The  American  man- 
agers were  largely  responsible  for  this  suppression 
of  native  talent.  They  would  not  use  American 
plays.  Augustin  Daly  produced  at  his  theatre  a 
continuous  series  of  "  adaptations  "of  French  and 
German  comedies.  A.  M.  Palmer,  with  his  splen- 
did stock  company,  began  by  giving  a  series  of 
Porte  St.  Martin  melodramas,  such  as  "The  Two 
Orphans,"  "  Rose  Michel,"  "  A  Celebrated  Case," 
and  carried  the  same  policy  up  to  the  present  day, 
when  his  company  are  employed  in  acting  "  The 
Dancing  Girl,"  "  Lady  Windermere's  Fan,"  "Saints 
and  Sinners,"  and  "  A  Woman's  Revenge,"  all 
works  from  the  pens  of  English  dramatic  writers. 

It  is  said  that  the  scarcity  of  American  literary 
talent  is  due  to  the  poor  payment  it  received  at  the 
hands  of  the  American  publishers,  who  found  they 
could  make  more  money  by  pirating  English  works 
than  by  honestly  paying  for  the  works  of  native 
writers.  The  mute,  inglorious  Miltons  of  our 
country,  thus  discouraged  and  underpaid,  turned 
their  talents  to  more  lucrative  occupations,  and  are 
now  probably  the  heads  of  prosperous  dry-goods 
emporiums  and  flourishing  business  houses.  The 
playwrights  were  not  so  half-hearted.  The  two 
great  American  managers  might  turn  a  cold  shoul- 
der on  them  and  continue  ' '  buying  their  plays  from 
England  and  stealing  them  from  France,"  as  some 
one  has  said,  but  the  future  dramatic  writers  perse- 
vered, determined  to  conquer. 

They  have  done  so.  While  the  novelists  have 
been  beaten  back  into  the  ranks  of  the  trades  and 
the  professions,  the  dramatists  have  stood  bravely 
to  their  colors  and  have  won  their  way.  We  have 
no  great  dramatist  in  this  country  like  Sardou  and 
Dumas  fils  in  France,  like  Pinero  and  Jones  in  Eng- 
land, like  Sudermann  and  Hauptmann  in  Germany  ; 
but  we  have  a  bunch  of  playwrights  who  are  writ- 
ing plays  that  are  fresh,  charming,  wholesome,  and 
interesting.  The  success  of  this  group  will  en- 
courage others.  If  Bronson  Howard  makes  one 
hundred  thousand  dollars  by  "  Shenandoah,"  there 
will  be  among  the  rank  and  file  that  follow  him 
some  one  who  will  write  a  finer  play  than  "  Shenan- 
doah." Some  possible  future  Bulwer  Lytton  or 
Dumas  pere  will  be  deflected  from  the  sterile  path 
of  mercantile  prosperity  into  the  winding  ways  of 
artistic  glory,  and  instead  of  making  a  fortune 
manufacturing  ready-made  clothes,  will  make  it  by 
wri'cjg  a  second  "  Tour  de  Nesle"  or  "Lady  of 
-yons." 

A  great  wave  of  activity  in  the  drama  has  passed 
:   er  Europe  and   this  country  in*  the  last  twenty 


years.  With  the  French — who  are,  so  far  as  things 
theatrical  go,  the  first  of  nations — this  revival  is 
not  noticeable,  as  the  drama  there  has  never  ceased 
to  be  active.  The  great  romantic  renaissance  of 
1830  was  merely  a  concentrating  of  fresh  talent 
about  a  particular  epoch,  not  a  flowering  of  talent 
to  leave  the  rest  of  the  century  sterile  and  bare. 
From  the  days  when  "Hernani"  and  "Henri 
III."  won  the  battle  of  romanticism,  French  drama- 
tists, little  and  big,  have  been  writing  plays,  not 
only  for  France,  but  for  England  and  America,  too. 

According  to  a  paper  read  recently  at  a  literary 
congress  by  Henry  Arthur  Jones,  the  drama  in 
England  twenty-five  years  ago  was  dead.  What 
good  plays  were  given  in  London  were  adaptations 
from  the  French.  Native  productions  were  gener- 
ally confined  to  the  class  of  melodramas  which 
show  the  entrance  of  the  poor  and  proud  orphan 
girl  into  the  ranks  of  the  nobility  through  her  mar- 
riage with  a  noble  peer.  There  was  no  attempt 
made  to  delineate  character,  to  create  atmosphere, 
to  paint  life  and  manners  artistically.  It  was  owing 
to  the  efforts  of  a  handful  of  aspiring  and  deter- 
mined spirits,  as  tenacious  of  purpose,  as  unwilling 
to  confess  defeat,  as  the  playwrights  of  this  country, 
that  the  drama  in  England  was  once  more  brought 
to  life.  They  did  not,  like  their  fellow-craftsman 
on  this  side  the  water,  have  to  combat  the  preju- 
dice of  managers  against  native  work.  Their  battle 
was  against  the  bad  taste  of  a  dulled  public,  who 
had  acquired  a  liking  for  broad  farce  and  meretri- 
cious melodrama.  Years  of  struggling  to  elevate 
this  sodden,  deteriorated  taste  were  at  last  re- 
warded with  a  sort  of  success,  and  the  English 
dramatist,  having  fought  his  way  to  the  front,  began 
to  show  that  the  spirit  of  Bulwer  and  Sheridan  was 
not  all  dead. 

It  is  only  within  the  past  ten  years  that  this  re- 
vival has  been  clearly  shown.  Pinero,  who  is  now 
the  acknowledged  head  of  the  English  school, 
made  a  stir  with  his  emotional  comedy,  "The 
Squire,"  some  ten  years  ago.  The  first  play  that 
brought  the  name  of  Henry  Arthur  Jones  before 
the  public  of  England  and  America  was  "The 
Silver  King,"  at  about  the  same  time.  Pettit,  who 
wrote  an  enormous  number  of  pieces,  and  who  is 
said  to  have  accumulated  the  largest  fortune  ever 
made  by  writing  for  the  stage,  produced  plays  during 
this  and  an  anterior  period.  Buchanan,  Sims, 
Grundy,  Wills,  Sir  Charles  Young,  and  numerous 
lesser  lights  have  all  cropped  up  within  the  last  ten 
to  fifteen  years,  and  the  younger  writers,  who  every 
year  storm  the  boards  with  new  works,  may  have  a 
rising  star  or  two  among  their  ranks. 

On  the  subject  of  the  "New  Drama,"  there  is 
much  being  said  and  written.  The  "  New  Drama," 
like  the  "Advanced  Woman,'1  is  rather  a  difficult 
subject  to  treat  of,  as  nobody  seems  to  agree  in  the 
definition  of  exactly  what  it  is.  As  everybody 
seems  to  have  an  entirely  different  idea  to  anybody 
else  of  what  is  the  real  difference  between  the  ad- 
vanced and  unadvanced  woman,  so  every  person 
seems  to  cherish  a  different  conception  of  the  pecu- 
liarities and  aims  of  the  "  New  Drama."  One 
hears  that  it  is  merely  -the  drama  of  charac- 
ter as  opposed  to  the  old  drama  of  incident, 
like  "  Colonel  Carter,  of  Carters ville "  ;  that 
it  is  the  drama  of  ethical  query  and  modern 
situation,  like  "Magda";  that  it  is  the  drama 
of  weird,  spiritual,  and  symbolistic  import,  like 
"  Hannele"  ;  that  it  is  the  drama  of  the  sordid, 
grease-spotted,  dreary  immorality  of  every-day, 
kitchen-and-parlor  existence,  like  "  Rosherholm  " 
and  "  Ghosts."  Some  have  it  that  it  has  the  light 
of  the  new  day  shining  on  its  front,  others  that 
it  is  merely  a  wild  straining  after  the  violently  un- 
usual, the  pretentious  little,  the  startlingly  insolent, 
like  a  sort  of  infusion  of  the  art  of  Aubrey 
Beardsley  into  that  of  Oscar  Wilde.  Whatever  it 
may  exactly  be,  it  can  not  be  much  in  evidence,  as 
we  hear  from  Mr.  G.  R.  Sims,  who  ought  to  know, 
that  there  is  only  one  example  of  it  now  on  the 
London  stage.  This  is  Bernard  Shaw's  "Arms 
and  a  Man,"  which  it  is  to  be  hoped  we  will  some 
day  have  a  chance  of  seeing. 

The  "  New  Drama  "  does  not  seem  to  have  pen- 
etrated across  the  Atlantic  yet.  We  hear  no  talk 
of  it  on  this  side.  Maybe  it  is  because  in  our 
struggling  materialism  we  are  not  a  people  of  fads, 
or  one  given  to  being  captured  by  daring  eccen- 
tricities. Though  the  Americans  have  an  unfalter- 
ing independence  of  judgment,  which  they  exer- 
cise on  such  occasions  as  that  when  they  hailed  the 
neglected  "  Sartor  Resartus  "  as  the  work  of  a  new 
prophet,  and  encouraged  the  local  production  of 
Wagner's  "  Trilogy  "  some  years  before  it  was  given 
in  its  entirety  in  either  London  or  Paris,  they  are  not 
in  the  least  attracted  by  startling  innovations.  It  is 
among  the  conservative  Britons  that  the  real  frenzy 
Jor  fads  abounds.  It  is  there  that  the  lion  and  the 
freak  so  furiously  rage  together.  It  is  there  that 
the  "  New  Drama  "  has  found  a  local  habitation  and 
a  name.  There  is  not  a  symptom  of  its  appearance, 
so  far,  over  here.  Our  dramatists  are  all  working 
hard  and  turning  out  fresh,  hardy,  sometimes  fine 
plays,  on  every-day  subjects  and  of  every-day  in- 
terest and  import.  There  is  little  of  that  strain 
after  the  daring,  the  morbidly  noval,  or  the  bewild- 
eringly  bizarre  visible  in  their  work — and  this  is  a 
most  promising  sign. 


STAGE    GOSSIP. 


—  ENGKAVHD  VISITING  CARDS  AT  COOPER'S 


"  Don  Juan  (Ad  Lib)  "  seems  to  have  caught  the 
fancy  of  the  Tivoli  patrons,  and  is  drawing  goodly 
audiences  to  that  popular  little  opera-house.  The 
cast  of  characters  calls  for  all  the  resources  of  the 
stock  company,  and  the  production  is  in  all  ways  an 
elaborate  one.     It  will  be  continued  all  next  week. 

Jacob  Litt's  picturesque  Kentucky  drama,  "  In 
Old  Kentucky,"  will  be  seen  at  the  California  The- 
atre next  week.  It  is  a  realistic  picture  of  life  in 
the  Blue  Grass  country,  and  introduces  a  brass 
band  of  little  negro  boys  and  the  finish  of  a  horse- 
race in  which  half  a  dozen  "  thorough-breds  "  run. 

General  Lew  Wallace,  the  author  of  "  Ben  Hur" 
and  "  The  Prince  of  India,"  is  heading  this  way  on 
a  lecturing  tour,  and  will  doubtless  include  San 
Francisco  in  his  itinerary.  In  addition  to  reading 
from  his  books  and  telling  how  they  were  written, 
he  will  lecture  on  the  Turks,  the  Mexicans,  and  the 
third  division  of  the  Army  of  the  Tennessee  at 
Shiloh. 

Miss  Hattie  Nathan  is  to  give  a  dramatic  and 
dialect  recital  at  the  Maple  Room  in  the  Palace 
Hotel  next  Thursday  evening,  September  27th. 
Though  this  is  to  be  Miss  Nathan's  first  appearance 
in  San  Francisco,  her  past  successes  in  other  large 
cities  assure  a  most  interesting  evening.  Tickets 
will  be  on  sale  at  Sherman,  Clay  &  Co.'s  on  and 
after  Wednesday  morning  next. 

Anna  Katharine  Green's  novel,  "  Behind  Closed 
Doors,"  is  to  be  put  on  the  stage  in  Paris,  and  has 
called  up  an  ingenious  bit  of  stagecraft.  As  it  is 
necessary  that  the  two  twin  sisters  should  be  on 
the  stage  at  the  same  time,  the  adapter  has 
arranged  matters  so  that  this  duality  may  be  sim- 
ulated by  means  of  mirrors.  Mrs.  Rolfs  (Anna 
Katharine  Green)  is  herself  adapting  "  The  Leaven- 
worth Case  "  for  the  stage. 

The  Baldwin  Theatre  will  be  closed  after  the 
end  of  the  engagement  of  the  company  now  play- 
ing "  Charley's  Aunt,"  and  will  remain  so  until  the 
Kendals  come  with  "The  Second  Mrs.  Tan- 
queray."  Among  the  bookings  for  the  coming 
season  at  the  Baldwin  are  Alexander  Salvini  in 
several  new  romantic  plays,  the  American  Extrava- 
ganza Company  in  their  new  success,  "Aladdin, 
Jr.,"  the  Marie  Tavary  Grand  English  Opera 
Company,  and  "  The  Gayety  Girl,"  which  last  will 
be  under  Augustin  Daly's  management,  though  not 
played  by  Daly's  famous  company. 

The  man  who  financed  "  Charley's  Aunt"  made 
a  good  thing  of  it.  When  the  play  was  ready  for 
production,  some  four  thousand  dollars  were  needed 
to  put  it  on  the  stage,  and  this  sum  E.  Hartmont, 
a  business  man  in  London,  engaged  to  procure,  re- 
ceiving in  return  one-half  of  the  profits.  "  Charley's 
Aunt  "  was  accordingly  put  on  at  the  Royalty  The- 
atre, some  twelve  months  ago,  and  began  to  pay 
before  but  a  very  little  of  the  four  thousand 
dollars  had  been  used.  Now  Mr.  Hartmont  re- 
ceives his  half-share  every  week,  and  it  does  not 
fall  far  short  of  two  thousand  five  hundred  dollars. 
Twelve  months— no,  say  ten,  is  forty  weeks,  and  at 
two  thousand  five  hundred  dollars  a  week  that 
makes  a  cool  hundred  thousand  dollars.  A  pretty 
good  return  for  an  investment  of  four  thousand 
dollars. 

Delia  Fox,  the  latest  comic-opera  divinity  in  New 
York,  has — either  she  or  her  press-agent — been  un- 
burthening  her  mind  of  advice  to  the  young  men 
who  are  bitten  with  the  desire  to  meet  actresses  and 
otherwise  be  "real  devilish."  First  she  dissuades 
them,  thus : 

"  My  advice  to  young  men  is,  Don't.  You  had  better 
stay  on  your  side  of  the  footlights.  We  are  a  distinctly 
different  class,  and  your  education  and  training  unfit  you 
as  much  for  our  life  as  ours  does  for  yours.  Then,  again, 
you  probably  can  not  afford  the  expense,  and  might  make 
a  better  use  of  your  money  than  in  presents  for  a  woman 
who  may  not  appreciate  the  self-denial  that  you  have  to 
practice  in  order  to  please  her,  and  who,  in  many  cases, 
can  very  much  better  afford  to  make  handsome  presents 
than  yourself.  Can  you  imagine  anything  more  abso- 
lutely absurd  than  a  young  man  on  a  salary  of  fifty  dol- 
lars a  week  showering  handsome  presents,  flowers,  din- 
ners, etc.,  upon  a  woman  who  is  making  from  two  hun- 
dred to  seven  hundred  and  fifty  dollars  a  week  ?  I  often 
ask,  when  I  see  young  men  ordering  expensive  sup- 
pers, wines,  etc.:  Can  he  afford  it?  And  what  would  his 
poor  mother  and  sisters  think,  if  they  could  see  him  order- 
ing bottle  after  bottle1.'  And,  again,  you  must  not  forget, 
that  when  we  sit  up  late  at  night  eating  heavy  suppers 
and  having  a  few  bottles,  we  are  not  dissipating  in  the 
least.  Our  day's  work  is  just  over,  and,  when  we  leave  the 
theatre  at  twelve  o'clock,  we  go  to  supper,  as  you  go  to 
your  club  in  the  afternoon  after  a  hard  day's  work. 
We  do  not  have  to  go  to  bed  soon,  as  we  do  not 
have  to  go  down  to  an  office  the  next  day,  and, 
consequently,  our  health  is  not  injured  by  lack  of  sleep. 
This  is  not  true  of  you,  however,  for  you  are  lucky  if  you 
get  an  hour's  sleep,  a  Turkish  bath,  and  a  cocktail  before 
you  take  your  position  at  your  desk,  where  you  are  as 
unfit  for  your  work  as  I  would  be  for  mine  after  a  din- 
ner-party at  seven  o'clock  in  the  evening." 

But,  if  the  young  man  is  not  deterred  from  folly, 
Miss  Fox  will  still  advise  him  : 

"  I  do  not  want  to  appear  as  posing  as  a  prude,  for  that 
I  certainly  am  not,  and  if  you  will  not  take  my  advice, 
and  still  insist  that  your  life's  happiness  depends  upon 
meeting  the  object  of  your  adoration,  and  you  can  afford 
it  and  do  not  have  to  deprive  yourself  or  others,  and  do 
not  have  to  go  down-town  to  business,  and,  in  other 
words,  your  one  object  in  life  is  to  spend  your  money  and 
have  a  howling  good  time,  go  right  in  and  try  your  luck, 
and  I  will  attempt  to  give  you  the  latest  and  most  ap- 
proved methods.  You  are  desirous  of  meeting  a  certain 
woman  on  the  stage.     If  she  is  beautiful  and  a  favorite, 


you  can  assume  with  safety  that  there  are  many  others  in 
the  same  boat,  so  don't  do  what  all  the  others  are  doing 
and  make  her  life  a  burden  to  her  by  that  bane  of  her 
existence,  the  mash  note,  which  time-honored  relic  of 
barbarism,  1  am  glad  to  say,  is  slowly  passing  away.  I 
attribute  this  to  the  fact  that  the  Jln-de-siccU  young 
man  is,  as  they  have  it  in  the  vulgar,  a  little 
too  fly  for  this.  If  the  writer  of  the  mash  notes 
could  sometimes  be  behind  the  scenes  when  his  note 
is  received  and  could  hear  the  fun  that  is  caused  at 
what  he  considered  a  masterly  effort,  probably  the  re- 
sult of  nights  of  thought,  he  would  never  write  another. 
Once  in  Washington — I  was  then  with  Mr.  de  Wolf 
Hopper— on  several  occasions  I  noticed  a  young  man  who 
was  trying  in  every  way  to  attract  my  attention.  He  al- 
ways sat  in  the  same  seat,  and  would  give  me  the  most 
killing  glances.  I  soon  received  a  note,  which  I  was 
quite  sure  was  from  him.  It  was  to  the  effect  that  he 
would  be  pleased  to  have  the  honor  of  taking  me  to  sup- 
per that  night,  and  that  I  would  indicate  my  willingness 
to  accept  his  kind  invitation  by  coughing  three  times 
upon  my  next  entrance.  The  note  was  so  ridiculous  that 
it  was  read  aloud,  and  when  the  curtain  went  up,  you 
would  have  thought  that  the  entire  company  had  the 
whooping  cough.  You  should  have  seen  the  young  man. 
He  stood  it  as  long  as  he  could,  and  finally  left  the 
theatre." 

After  this.  Miss  Fox  gives  the  advice  that  the 
ambitious  young  man  get  some  mutual  friend  to 
introduce  him,  and  goes  on  to  give  him  a  few  hints 
on  "  how  to  treat  a  real  lady." 


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Some  people  contend  that  golf  is  the  highest 
form  of  beneficial  outdoor  exercise  yet  offered 
women,  for  it  calls  into  use  equally  all  muscles  in 
the  body,  yet  never  violently,  as  is  too  often  the  case 
in  tennis.  It  is  not  so  graceful  as  the  game  on  the 
courts,  as  any  one  may  see  from  the  attitude  of  the 
prettiest  girl  as  she  stands  for  a  drive.  With  feet 
well  apart  and  heels  firmly  planted,  she  grips  her 
club  as  a  lumberman  swings  his  axe  and  describes 
a  swishing  semicircle  with  it,  sending  her  ball  with 
the  force  of  a  projectile  from  a  pneumatic  gun  or 
uproots  a  good  square  foot  of  turf,  since  something 
must  give  way  before  her  mighty  blows.  To 
achieve  these  awe-inspiring  results,  the  gentle 
goffer  gowns  herself  after  a  fashion  to  please  the 
most  advanced  dress-reformer.  In  order  to  freely 
give  her  mighty  blacksmith  swings,  she  is  shod  in 
broad-soled,  low-heeled  boots,  gives  her  chest  full 
room  for  expansion,  lets  her  waist  enjoy  its  natural 
girth,  and  advocates  a  Tarn  o'  Shanter,  because  it 
is  the  only  head-covering  that  will  stay  on  securely 
without  aid  of  long  pins  or  elastic  straps.  Every- 
thing must  be  so  comfortable  and  firm  that  once  on 
the  course  her  mind  can  bend  all  its  energies,  as 

(well  as  her  muscles,  to  that  little  ball,  that  from  the 
lime  it  is  teed  to  a  glorious  holing  at  the  finish 
must  be  her  one  absorbing  thought.  Golf,  there- 
fore, is  considered  the  best  of  the  new  tonics  for 
any  woman  afflicted  in  mind,  body,  or  estate,  and 
it  has  opened  a  worthy  industry  as  caddies  to  the 
hitherto  unworthy  small  boy.  It  is  possible,  how- 
ever; to  be  very  effective  on  the  links,  as  a  nice- 
looking  girl  at  Southampton  proved  in  her  dress  of 
light-weight  tan  Melton.  Hers  was  a  simple  skirt 
that  fell  only  to  the  top  of  her  brown  laced  high 
boots,  was  lined  with  a  light  quality  of  brown  silk, 
and  worn  over  full  brown  silk  knickers.  Her  skirt 
of  twilled  white  flannel  was  made  with  a  broad 
plait  down  the  front,  a  turnover  collar,  and  full 
sleeves.  The  belt  and  tie  were  of  scarlet  silk,  as 
well  as  her  hand-knitted  scarlet  Tarn  o'  Shanter, 
and  a  short,  round  coat  of  Melton,  to  be  assumed 
when  her  round  was  over,  was  carried  by  her 
caddie. 

This  settles  it.  The  Prince  of  Wales  isn't  in  it 
any  longer.  He  has  been  condemned  by  "  Him  " 
of  Vogue.  That  oracle  says:  "I  have  seen  the 
Prince  of  Wales  several  times,  but  I  could  detect 
very  little  difference  between  his  attire  and  that  of 
a  well-dressed  New  Yorker,  except  that  his  gar- 
ments did  not  fit  as  well.  His  coats  are  wrinkled  in 
the  back  and  they  do  not  set  as  well  as  formerly. 
The  fact  is  that  the  prince  is  getting  very  stout,  more 
and  more  like  Henry  the  Eighth  every  day,  and 
English  tailors  seem  to  have  talent  to  fit  only  tall, 
lank,  sinewy  Guardsmen.  Short,  stout  persons  can 
not  wear  very  loose,  easy-fitting  clothes." 

The  majority  of  female  convicts  are  pronounced, 
by  some  one  who  has  looked  into  the  matter,  to  be 
the  vainest  of  the  vain  daughters  of  Mother  Eve. 
The  dresses  served  out  to  the  convicts  are  constant 
sources  of  annoyance  to  them,  and  many  an  hour 
is  spent  touching  up  and  altering.  At  an  English 
prison,  some  years  since,  a  female  convict  was  dis- 
covered to  be  in  possession  of  three  tallow  candles, 
which,  if  they  had  not  been  missed,  would  no 
doubt  have  been  utilized  as  pomade.  Periodically 
the  hinges  of  the  cell-doors  are  oiled,  and,  strange 
as  it  may  seem,  convicts  have  been  detected  wiping 
the  oil  off  and  putting  it  on  their  hair.  One  woman 
created  quite  a  sensation  among  the  female  con- 
victs in  Woking  Prison  by  reason  of  the  brilliancy 
of  the  color  of  her  cheeks  and  lips.  Many  of  her 
fellow-prisoners  became  most  envious,  and  exer- 
cised every  kind  of  blandishment  in  order  to  in- 
duce the  fortunate  one  to  part  with  her  secret — but 
in  vain.  At  last,  one  day  she  became  quite 
friendly  with  a  young  convict  to  whom  she  took  a 
fancy,  and  during  the  ten  minutes'  chat  (female 
convicts  are  allowed  to  converse  with  each  other 
for  this  allotted  time)  she  confided  the  secret.  It 
was  soon  all  over  the  prison,  and  very  soon  on 
most  of  the  cheeks  of  the  women  could  be  found 
traces  of  color.  The  "  paint  "  was  obtained  in  the 
following  ingenious  manner  :  In  the  aprons  that 
the  women  were  wearing  there  was,  running 
through  the  pattern,  a  bright-red  stripe,  and  this 
was  carefully  drawn  out.  When  unraveled  and 
chewed  in  the  mouth,  the  color  or  dye  was 
released,  and  thus  the  paint  was  obtained 
which  decorated  their  faces  and  lips.  The 
1  prison  authorities  in  their  wisdom  have  not 
deemed  it  necessary  to  supply  the  female  convicts 
with  that  ever-ready  and  indispensable  article  so 
dear  to  the  feminine  gender — the  hair-pin  ;  but 
necessity,  the  mother  of  invention,  is  ever  at  work, 
and  the  convict  will  spend  hours  in  tearing  out 
bits  of  wire  from  the  window-guard,  and  afterward 
bending  them  into  the  required  shape.  Leaves 
from  the  Bible  are  often  torn  out  to  make  the  old- 
fashioned  "cracker"  curls;  but  this  practice,  if 
found  out,  involves  a  very  serious  punishment. 
Even  the  "life"  prisoners  are  not  exempt  from 
this  desire  to  make  the  best  possible  appearance, 
and  they  will  scheme,  plot,  and  plan  for  months  to- 
gether in  order  to  become  possessed  of  a  piece  of 
broken  window-pane  in  order  to  make  a  looking- 
glass.  While  out  in  the  exercise-yard  a  convict 
will  rapidly  scan  the  ground  in  the  hope  of  coming 


across  a  piece  of  glass.  Once  possessed  of  it,  she 
will  run  the  risk  of  solitary  confinement  on  a 
bread-and-water  diet  in  order  to  get  it  into  her 
cell.  A  piece  of  black  cloth  at  the  back  of  the 
piece  of  glass  makes  an  excellent  mirror.  Here  it 
will  be  hidden  in  all  conceivable  places,  and  many 
a  violent  woman,  ill-favored  by  nature,  has  been 
known  to  become  subdued  after  being  able  to 
admire  her  features  by  means  of  the  mirror. 
Women  convicts  have  been  known  to  break  the 
windows  of  their  cells,  and  hide  the  largest  piece 
in  the  bed,  thus  running  the  risk  of  losing  marks 
or  a  visit  from  friends.  If  discovered,  and  the 
looking-glass  taken  away,  many  of  them  become 
most  violent,  and  the  strait-jacket  has  to  be  brought 
into  use.  It  is  nothing  uncommon  to  find  a  con- 
vict, when  she  writes  to  her  women  friends,  asking 
to  be  informed  about  the  latest  fashions,  and  one 
invariable  request  that  the  prisoner  makes  to  her 
friends  is  that,  when  they  come  to  pay  her  a  visit, 
they  will  arrange  their  hair  and  dress  in  the  latest 
style.  One  convict  will  start  a  particular  fashion  of 
wearing  the  bonnet,  the  hair,  or  the  cap,  and,  if  it 
meets  with  approval,  will  be  immediately  copied 
by  the  other  convicts.  Providing  the  women  are 
well  behaved,  no  notice  is  taken  of  the  alterations, 
and  many  a  violent,  half-witted  woman  has  been 
rendered  tractable  by  permitting  her  to  copy  some 
little  innovation  then  making  itself  fashionable 
within  the  prison  walls. 


That  person  in  society  who  wishes  to  be  popular 
(says  the  Bazar)  will — unless  her  own  remark  is 
wonderfully  pat,  her  own  story  wonderfully  good, 
her  own  song  supernally  sweet — allow  another  to 
make  the  remark,  to  tell  the  story,  or  to  sing  the 
song.  Always  assuming  that  it  is  popularity  she 
looks  for,  then  the  report  of  her  sweetness,  her  in- 
terest, her  amiability,  will  stand  her  in  far  more 
stead  than  any  report  of  her  brilliancy,  her  wit,  her 
repartee.  The  woman  who  has  all  her  resources  at 
command,  a  story  apropos  for  everything,  a  cutting 
sarcasm,  a  stinging  jest,  a  smiling  retort,  can  pass 
away  the  hour  for  a  stupid  man  ;  but  it  is  doubtful 
if,  when  he  goes  away,  he  is  not  conscious  that  he 
has  made  a  poor  figure  in  her  society,  and  it  is  tol- 
erably sure  that  he  does  not  feel  well  enough 
pleased  with  himself  to  be  pleased  with  her.  A 
brilliant  woman  may  cut  a  great  dash  at  a  dinner- 
party, but  it  is  not  impossible  that  she  is  hindering 
some  one  else  from  cutting  a  dash,  and  it  is  no  bet- 
ter for  her  in  the  end  than  if  she  had  been  a  little 
dull.  She  who  crams  for  a  dinner-party,  gets  up 
her  subjects  with  all  the  information  to  be  had, 
and  jokes  and  anecdotes  to  correspond,  and  then 
leads  the  conversation  to  them,  and  sets  them  all 
off  in  a  fine  feu  de  joie,  makes  a  great  mistake,  so 
far  as  it  is  an  attempt  for  popularity,  even  if  her  in- 
formation be  new  and  her  mots  have  all  the  air  of 
spontaneity  ;  much  of  her  effort  goes  for  little  or 
nothing  ;  she  would  really  do  better  to  hold  herself 
in  reserve  merely  to  fill  the  gaps  and  to  keep  the 
ball  rolling.  There  is  a  sort  of  selfishness  in  always 
saying  the  bright  thing  ;  there  is  even  a  form  of 
good-breeding  in  giving  others  the  opportunity  of 
saying  it,  in  not  allowing  them  to  feel  themselves 
outshone  very  preeminently.  It  is  the  grace  of  the 
golden  rule,  indeed,  that  is  sometimes  evinced  in 
declining  to  take  the  lead  entirely  ;  and  the  woman 
who  is  always  putting  the  shy  and  awkward  at  ease, 
who  is  trying  to  bring  out  the  best  in  others,  is 
really  more  gracious,  better  remembered  and  loved, 
than  if  she  had  shown  all  the  wit  of  De  Stael  or  the 
intellect  of  Marian  Evans.  There  is  such  a  thing 
as  being  too  smart,  of  overreaching  one's  self.  No 
one  who  is  too  smart  is  loved,  and  most  people  of 
the  sort  are  disliked.  There  is  a  golden  mean  in 
the  matter,  and  it  is  so  rarely  reached  that  perhaps 
its  attainment  might  be  held  intellectually,  not  to 
say  morally,  an  equal  achievement  with  the  exhibi-. 
tion  of  an  excess  of  brilliancy.  And  yet  does  it 
undo  all  that  has  been  said  to  remember  how  one 
has  admired  some  witty  woman  making  a  rapt  circle 
listen  to  her  with  gay  admiration,  while  her  sallies 
came  as  the  water  comes  down  at  Lodore,  and  all 
her  air  seemed  to  say,  "This  is  my  throne,  let 
kings  come  bow  to  it." 


Americans  abroad  have  done  much  toward  break- 
ing down  foolish  customs  which  sadly  interfered 
with  the  freedom  and  independence  of  women.  It 
is  not  very  many  years  since  the  custom  of  riding 
on  the  tops  of  omnibuses  was  considered,  for 
women,  most  improper,  whereas  now  American 
women  can  enjoy  a  drive  on  the  outside  of  a  Lon- 
don 'bus,  not  only  without  discomfort,  but  with 
great  enjoyment,  for  from  this  high  seat  one  gets 
decidedly  the  best  impression  of  the  whole  town. 
Englishwomen  have  followed  our  lead  in  this  mat- 
ter, and  many  use  these  seats  who  formerly  were 
obliged  to  ride  inside  the  'bus,  which  is  decidedly 
uncomfortable.  It  used  to  be  improper  for  women 
to  walk  about  the  streets  of  Paris  unattended  ;  but 
that  is  all  changed  now,  and  an  American  may  go 
anywhere,  being  perfectly  certain  that  she  will  be 
treated  with  respect. 

In  America  just  now  a  tiara  seems  to  be  the  out- 
ward and  visible  sign  of  assured  prosperity  ;  but 
even  to  the  fortunate  ones  to  whom  such  insignia 
are  granted,  the  ordinary  choosing,  discussing,  and 
deciding  aboui  this  crowning  glory  of  the  jewel- 


box  is  a  matter  of  becoming  seriousness.  The 
jewelers  receive  such  an  order  with  reverence,  and 
sometimes  take  months  to  select  suitable  stones, 
making  special  designs,  etc.  So  (says  the  New 
York  Tribune),  when  little  Mrs.  A.,  who  unex- 
pectedly inherited  a  large  fortune  the  other  day, 
walked  into  the  great  establishment  of  Blank,  say- 
ing, in  a  matter-of-fact  way,  that  she  wanted  to  buy 
a  diamond  tiara,  and  asking  to  be  shown  some,  as 
if  they  were  the  ordinary  stock-in-trade,  the  clerk 
fairly  gasped.  One  of  the  heads  of  the  house  was 
sent  for,  and  he,  in  his  turn,  summoned  another  of 
his  confreres  for  consultation.  Mrs.  A.  was  con- 
ducted in  state  to  one  of  the  little  green  rooms  ; 
brooches,  rings,  rivieres,  and  head-pieces  were 
brought  in  for  the  stones  ;  a  design  was  chosen 
from  the  portfolio  of  drawings,  and  then  and  there 
the  tiara  was  bought.  "I  never  sold  a  very  im- 
portant piece  of  jewelry  in  such  off-hand  fashion  in 
all  my  experience  before,"  exclaimed  Mr.  X.,  as  he 
returned  to  his  office  after  bowing  Mrs.  A.  out. 


There  are  three  contests  among  the  pretty  girls 
of  Vienna  for  the  Prize  of  Beauty  every  year. 
The  first,  held  on  the  summit  of  Mt.  Kahlenberg, 
takes  place  on  St.  Anne's  Day,  and  is  attended  by 
all  the  notables  of  the  city,  including  foreign  em- 
bassadors. Every  visitor,  on  paying  a  coin  equiva- 
lent to  sixpence,  receives  a  ticket  which  entitles 
him  to  record  one  vote  for  the  lady  whom  he 
deems  the  most  beautiful.  It  used  to  be  open  to 
the  fair  ones  to  canvass  for  themselves,  and  many 
of  the  most  enterprising  would  boldly  address  a 
perfect  stranger,  and,  with  a  winning  smile,  in- 
quire whether  he  did  not  consider  her  worth  a 
vote ;  whereupon  he  would  gallantly  offer  his 
ticket.  This  year,  however,  that  practice  has  been 
stopped,  and  the  utmost  that  a  pretty  candidate  is 
allowed  to  do  is  to  appoint  a  male  canvasser,  or  to 
ask  you  what  o'clock  it  is,  or  at  what  time  the  votes 
will  be  counted.  And  the  curiosity  among  them 
for  information  of  that  kind  is  quite  amazing.  But 
it  is  natural  enough,  for  a  beauty  prize  is  as  good 
as  a  dowry,  and  throws  bpen  the  gates  of  matri- 
mony to  the  crowned  one.  People  from  near  and 
far  throng  to  these  contests.  Several  first-class  mil- 
itary bands  are  performing  all  the  afternoon  on 
the  mountain.  Toys,  gingerbread,  indigestible  eat- 
ables, flags,  and  lanterns  are  offered  for  sale  ;  all 
the  ingredients  of  a  regular  fair — a  Dutch  Kermesse 
—are  scattered  over  the  place  in  abundance  ;  the 
whole  ending  in  a  brilliant  display  of  fire-works  at 
night.  At  about  ten  o'clock  all  those  ladies  who 
have  received  the  votes  of  their  admirers  enter  the 
brilliantly  lighted  hall,  where  the  members  of  the 
committee  are  seated,  adorned  with  many  colored 
scarves  and  badges.  The  girl  approaches  the  table, 
gives  her  name  and  the  number  of  votes  she  has 
received — in  proof  of  which  she  delivers  up  the 
little  coupons — and  takes  a  numbered  ticket  from 
the  committee.  An  hour  later  the  results  are  read 
out:  "Miss  A.,  having  obtained  531  votes,  is  en- 
titled to  the  first  prize  —  one  hundred  crowns 
(twenty  dollars)  ;  Miss  B.,  with  320  votes,  has  the 
second  prize — a  silver  watch  ;  Miss  C,  with  174 
votes,  receives  the  third  prize — a  silver  medal." 
After  this  announcement  the  three  successful 
Graces  come  forward,  stand  on  an  elevated  plat- 
form, and  show  themselves  to  the  public,  from 
whom  they  receive  a  royal  ovation  ;  after  which, 
supper,  beer-drinking,  singing,  and  harmless  mirth 
bring  the  friendly  contest  to  a  close  toward  the 
early  hours  of  the  morning. 


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Haberdasher  and   Maker 
of  Shirts. 

332    KEARNY    STREET, 

Bet.  Bush  and  Fine. 

TO    RENT 

To    a    party    of    gentlemen,    a     completely 
famished   house,  'within   easy  walking  dis- 
tance of  Kearny  Street.     A  detached  house  ; 
every  room  sunny. 
Address  *'  M.  t."  this  office. 

An  Ideal  Country  Home 

FOR    SALE. 


A  man  of  means  who  is  brain-weary  and 
who  desires  to  live  in  the  country,  and  grow 
young  again,  can  find  an  ideal  home  in  the 
pure  atmosphere  of  Santa  Cruz  County  upon 
a  ranch  of  ninety  acres.  The  ranch  has  upon 
it  a  commodious  residence  fully  furnished, 
and  with  modern  improvements  ;  a  good 
barn,  and  all  necessary  out-buildings.  The 
orchards  are  planted  to  apples,  olives,  nuts, 
and  prunes,  all  bearing,  with  sufficient  yield 
to  give  a  man  all  the  outdoor  occupation  he 
desires.  Situated  not  far  from  a  railroad 
station. 

On  the  place  are  horses,  cows,  poultry, 
wagons,  carts,  and  all  needful  farming  im- 
plements. Immediate  possession.  The 
owner's  reason  for  selling  is  that  he  hag  re- 
covered his  health  here  and  desires  to  re- 
turn to  active  business. 

Parties  desiring  such  a  home  may  address 
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September  24,  1894. 


THE    NEW    TYPE-WRITER    GIRL. 


She  Rattled  Hin 


For  a  reporter  with  but  little  to  write  and  plenty 
of  time  in  which  to  write  it,  there  is  nothing  more 
pleasant  than  to  dictate  a  narrative  to  a  cheerful 
type-writer,  particularly  if  she  be  young,  and  have 
nice,  soft  hair  to  distract  the  eye,  and  well-formed, 
white  fingers,  and  be,  withal,  exceedingly  pleasing. 
But  for  a  reporter  with  a  long  yarn  to  write  and  a 
limited  amount  of  time  to  finish  it,  things  some- 
times have  a  different  aspect. 

Near  Printing  House  Square  is  a  type-writing 
office  which  many  newspaper  men  frequent.  A  new 
girl  came  there  one  day  last  week — a  real  nice  girl 
and  an  excellent  operator — but  she  had  never  done 
that  kind  of  work  before.  While  she  was  sitting  in 
the  main  room  upon  the  afternoon  of  her  first  day, 

a  newspaper  man  came  bustling  in,  and 

"Mrs.  J.,  have  you  got  anybody  to  lake  a  two- 
column  story  in  a  hurry  ?  " 

"  Yes,"  replied  the  manager.  "  Here  is  a  young 
lady  who  has  just  come  to  us.  Miss  Brown — Mr. 
Smith.     You  can  go  into  that  corner  room." 

In  three  minutes  the  young  lady  was  seated  at 
her  machine,  the  newspaper  man  was  sorting  out 
his  notes,  and  the  door  was  closed  so  as  to  leave 
them  undisturbed. 

"  Now,  if  you  will  please  begin,"  the  newspaper 
man  said.  "'In  these  days  of  stern  reality  and 
suffering  and  struggle  for  existence,  a  romantic 
episode  comes  upon  one  with  the  refreshing  delight 
with  which  a  traveler  in  a  desert  beholds  an  oasis."  " 

Clickety-clickety- click  went  the  keys  and  then 

"  Isn't  that  lovely  !     Is  it  going  to  be  a  novel  ?  " 
The  newspaper  man  looked  up  in  amazement  ; 
but  it  was  utterly  impossible  to  be  angry  with  such 
blue  eyes  regarding  him  in  admiration. 

"  No,"  he  said  ;  "please  go  on.  '  In  the  monoto- 
nous routine  of  Tombs  Police  Court  cases,  how- 
ever, there  was  one  yesterday  behind  which  lay  a 
story  so  romantic  and  so  picturesque  that  it  would 
almost  seem  to  have  been  created  by  a  great  novel- 
ist who  had  striven  to  excel  all  his  past  efforts."  " 

When  this  had  been  recorded,  and  while  the 
newspaper  man  was  wondering  what  he  would  say 
next,  the  young  lady,  smiling  most  radiantly, 
prattled  on  in  this  fashion  : 

"That's  just  splendid.  It  sounds  like  a  real 
novel.  Did  you  ever  read  '  Clarissa  ;  or,  The 
Forlorn  Hope '  ?  It  begins  something  like  that, 
only  it  isn't  so  interesting.  Do  you  know,  I  never 
took  dictation  like  that  before.  The  last  place  I 
worked  in  I  had  nothing  to  do  but  copy  letters.  Oh, 
dear  !  wasn't  it  tiresome,  though  !  " 

The  newspaper  man  felt  his  collar  getting  too 
small,  but,  after  swallowing  something  that  seemed 
to  stick  in  his  throat,  he  said,  as  gently  as  possible  : 
"  Won't  you  please  go  on  ?    I'm  in  somewhat  of 
a  hurry.     What  have  you  got  there  ?  " 
1 '  Where  ?  "  in  great  surprise. 
"  I  mean,  please  read   over  what    I    have    dic- 
tated." 

"  Oh,  how  stupid  I  am  !  '  In  these  days  of  stern 
realty' — how  do  you  pronounce  that  word — in  two 
syllables  or  three  ?    Thank  you — '  stern  reality  and 

suffering ■  " 

And  she  read  what  she  had  written.     Then,  just 
as  the  newspaper  man  had  settled  back  in  his  chair, 
determined  to  dictate  to  the  end  without  giving  her 
another  opportunity  to  interrupt  him,  she  said  : 
"  Excuse  me,  I  think  my  hair  is  coming  down." 
She  went  to  a  little  mirror  in  a  corner  of  the 
room,  examined  her  hair  carefully,  and  then,  after 
touching  up  the  puffs  of  her  sleeves  and  smoothing 
her  waist,  she  sighed  and  returned  to  her  seat. 
"  There,  now,  I'm  all  ready." 
For  the  next  few  minutes  she  had  to  work  so  hard 
that  she  hadn't  time  to  say  a  single  word.     But  soon 
the  page  was  filled  and  she  had  to  insert  a  new 
sheet,  and  that  was  her  opportunity. 

"  Gracious  !  How  fast  you  dictate.  It  almost 
takes  my  breath  away.  But  do  you  know,  I  like  it. 
I  think  it's  good  practice.  Were  you  there  when 
all  that  happened  ?  My  !  I  wish  I  could  be  a  re- 
porter." 

The  newspaper  man  went  on  with  his  dictation. 
He  was  fast  growing  hopping  mad,  but  he  hadn't 
the  heart  to  say  a  harsh  word  to  the  girl.  She  was 
really  very  pretty,  and,  as  she  became  interested  in 
the  story,  a  delicate  flush  mantled  her  cheeks,  and 
it  was  a  positive  pleasure  to  watch  her.  But  a 
newspaper  man  has  no  time  for  pleasure  during 
business  hours,  and  these  charms  did  not  interest 
him  as  much  as  they  might  have  done  under  other 
circumstances.     But  he  struggled  bravely  on. 

"  Oh  !  "  she  suddenly  exclaimed,  stopping  in  the 
middle  of  a  sentence,  "  did  that  really  happen  ?  " 
"  Yes,  yes  1  Will  you  please  go  on  ?  " 
"  Well,  the  idea  !  I  wouldn't  have  believed  it. 
Do  you  know,  I  don't  believe  half  what  I  read  in 
the  papers.  But,  of  course,  if  you  say  so,  it  must 
be  true." 

"I'm  very  sorry  I  can't  chat  with  you,  Miss 
Brown,  but  really,  I'm  in  a  great  hurry." 

"Oh!  I  beg  your  pardon.  I  forgot  all  about 
that." 

For  nearly  ten  minutes  there  was  not  a  break  in 

the  diction,  save  where  a  sheet  became  full  and  a 

ne  had  to  be  inserted,     The  type-writer  kept 

:-■  lips  firmly  pressed  together,  as  if  she  were  ex- 

-■  ng  all  her  strength  to  keep  silent.'   It  was  clear 


to  see  that  it  could  not  last  much  longer.  In  the 
middle  of  a  paragraph  she  suddenly  stopped,  and, 
with  a  brief  "  Excuse  me  for  a  moment,"  left  the 
room.  In  a  few  seconds  she  returned,  with  her 
jaws  moving  convulsively  and  a  piece  of  chewing- 
gum  in  her  hand. 

"  Won't  you  have  some?"  she  asked,  politely. 

"  N-n-no — and — I'll  tell  you  what — er — I  guess  I 
won't  have  time  to  finish  this  story  to-day.  I'll 
come  back  some  other  time." 

"  Oh  !  you're  not  going,  are  you  ?  I'm  awfully 
sorry.     I  was  just  getting  interested  in  the  story." 

"  Very  sorry — er — how  much  ?  Here.  All  right. 
Good-day !  " 

And  seizing  the  few  sheets  that  lay  on  the  desk, 
the  newspaper  man  went  away  and  finished  the 
story  with  a  pen. — New  York  Sun. 


A  Case  of  Revenge. 
I  was  just  wondering  which  was  the  easier  way 
to  rest  ray  head,  by  pressing  my  ear  against  the 
window- casing,  or  by  hunching  down  into  the  form 
of  the  letter  "  Z,"  with  ray  knees  pressed  firmly 
into  the  back  of  an  innocent  old  party  from  South 
Greece,  and  allowing  my  bump  of  conjugal  love  to 
rest  fondly  on  the  row  of  brass-headed  tacks  along 
the  seat-back,  when  a  young  man  boarded  the 
train  at  Adam's  Basin  and  dropped  into  the  place 
beside  me. 

He  was  a  good-looking  young  man,  and  some- 
how I  fancied  hira  one  of  the  sort  who  dashes  off 
little  gems  on  one  side  of  the  paper  only,  with  the 
very  best  ink  and  in  a  legible  hand,  and  then  won- 
ders why  he  is  not  more  successful  in  literature. 

He  evidently  had  stopped  in  the  post-office  on 
his  way  to  the  train  to  get  "  the  returns,"  and  from 
the  number  of  bulky  envelopes  in  his  hands,  he 
evidently  had  received  quite  a  lot. 

For  a  long  time  he  sat  with  a  near-by  look  in  his 
eyes,  and  then  he  began  one  by  one  to  shuck  the 
manuscripts.  There  was  a  little  printed  form  in 
every  envelope,  and  the  count  of  titles  didn't  seem 
to  fall  short  any.  Not  a  solitary  manuscript  had 
stuck. 

I  felt  sorry  for  him.  He  sat  there  kind  of  sad- 
like,  when  suddenly  the  newsboy  came  through 
yelling:    "  Thi'  smonth's   mag's,   here  —  Censhry, 

Hoppers,  Scrib.,  Cosmo.,  'Tlantic,  or " 

He  paused  beside  my  literary  seat-mate  to  dis- 
play his  wares.  And  then  a  transformation  took 
place.  Shoving  his  hat  back  on  his  head,  the 
spirit  of  revenge  flashing  from  his  eyes,  the  young 
writer  exclaimed,  in  tones  of  most  cutting  sarcasm  : 
"Thank  you  for  the  kind  offer  of  the  publica- 
tions you  name,  but  I  regret  to  say  that  I  must  re- 
spectfully decline  them.  Rejection  does  not  neces- 
sarily indicate  a  lack  of  merit,  however,  and  you 
may  be  successful  elsewhere.  A  variety  of  reasons 
may  make  it  impossible  for  me  to  make  use  of  them 
at  this  time." 

And  then  the  young  man  sank  back  with  a  smile 
of  triumph,    and   the   newsboy,  with   a  stare,   re- 
marked, "  Whach'er  givin'  us?"  and  passed  on. 
He  didn't  understand  it,  but  I  did. 
I  am  an  author,  too. — Truth. 


A    SAD    EXPERIENCE. 


It  was  during  the  progress  of  the  picnic  given  in 
Jurnigan's  Grove  by  the  Methodist  Sabbath-school 
of  Hawville,  Oklahoma. 

Alkali  Ike,  who  sings  bass  in  the  choir,  and  Miss 
Lillie  Cusack,  the  soprano,  had  wandered  a  short 
distance  from  the  scene  of  the  festivities  and  seated 
themselves  on  a  moss-covered  log  which  lay  at  the 
foot  of  a  tall  tree. 

The  gallant's  arm  had  strayed  around  the  maid- 
en's slender  waist  and  lingered  there,  apparently 
to  the  profound  satisfaction  of  both  persons,  and 
Isaac  had  asked,  for  the  sixteenth  time  : 

"  Does  00  love  me,  Lillie  ?  " 

"Course  I  do!"  replied  the  maid,  snuggling 
closer  to  him.  "  I  love  you  gooder  than  any — oh, 
mercy  !  I  do  believe  there  is  some  kind  of  a  horrid 
animal  up  in  this  tree  !  " 

"  We'll  soon  see  !  "  remarked  Ike,  grimly,  at  the 
same  time  drawing  his  revolver  and  firing  a  few 
shots  into  the  foliage  above.  "  I'll  stir  the  varmint 
up  a  little,  anyhow." 

At  that  instant  a  reproachful  voice  was  heard 
proceeding  from  the  canopy  of  leaves  above  their 
heads : 

"  How  long,  O  Lord  ?    How  long  ?  " 

"  What  the  dev That  is,  who  are  you  ?  "  de- 
manded Ike. 

"  All  that  remains  of  Hercules  P.  Smith,"  was 
the  reply.  "I  was  in  swimming  before  the  pic- 
nickers came,  and  a  cow  ate  up  the  most  of  my 
clothes  before  I  noticed  her.  I  chased  her  through 
a  blackberry  tangle,  and  then  a  stray  dog,  that  ap- 
peared to  be  mad,  chased  me  back  again.  Then 
the  coming  of  the  Sabbath-school  drove  me  up 
this  tree,  and  here  I  have  been  ever  since,  with  a 
hornets'  nest  on  one  bough  and  a  snake  on  another. 
And  now  you  are  trying  to  finish  the  job  by  assas- 
sinating me." 

"  Why  didn't  you  come  down  before  ?  " 

"  Well,  you  see,  I  happen  to  be  engaged  myself 
to  Miss  Cusack,  whom  you  are  hugging." — Life. 


The  Unfettered  Press. 

"Now,  Mr.  Pensmith,"  said  the  able  editor,  ad- 
dressing his  newly  engaged  assistant-,  "you  will 
make  your  leaders  pithy,  forcible,  and,  above  all 
things,  timely.  When  you  have  occasion  to  strike, 
deal  stunning  blows  straight  from  the  shoulder. 
There  must  be  no  mincing  matters,  sir  ;  no  com- 
promising with  evil ;  no  palliation  of  abuses,  you 
understand." 

"Exactly,  sir,"  was  the  reply;  "I  intend,  first, 
to  expose  the  corruption  existing  in  the  municipal 
government.     I  propose  to  show  up  the  rotten " 

"Ah — yes!  But — er — er — we  do  the  city  print- 
ing, and — well,  you  see " 

"  H'm  !  It  is  also  my  intention  to  touch  upon 
the  laxity  of  our  divorce  laws  and  the  manner " 

"  Well — er — er — Colonel  Corker,  the  uncle  of  the 
young  man  who  recently  eloped  with  his  sister-in- 
law,  and  is  now  suing  for  divorce  on  the  grounds 
of  emotional  insanity,  owns  stock  in  this  paper,  and 
— you  know " 

"  Er — ah!  I  see!  Well,  then,  a  triumphant 
outburst  about  the  present  prosperity  of  our  city 
and  the  glorious  prospects  for  future " 

"Old  Hunks,  who  owns  this  building,  would 
raise  the  rent  at  once." 

"  H'm  !  Let  me  see  !  In  to-morrow's  issue  I 
will  dwell  at  considerable  length  on  the  futility  of 
attempting  to  make  a  silk  purse  out  of  a  sow's  ear  ; 
upon  the  following  day,  prove  beyond  controversy 
that  the  Prophet  Elijah  was  stuck  on  himself  ;  and 
on  Thursday  I'll  draw  a  melancholy  picture  of  the 
awful  loneliness  of  the  last  white  rhinoceros  in 
Central  Africa." 

"By  Jove,  Mr.  Pensmith  I  Just  follow  out  that 
line,  let  the  chips  fall  where  they  may,  and  I'll 
double  your  salary  next  month." — Puck. 


There  is  a  lady,  one  of  the  highest  rank  in  Eng- 
land below  that  of  the  royal  family,  the  Dowager 
Duchess  of  Abercorn,  who  is  richer  than  the  queen 
in  these  best  gifts  of  a  venerable  maternity.  Says 
an  English  paper : 

"It  was  in  1829  that  Lady  Louisa  Jane  Russell,  born 
in  1812,  daughter  of  the  sixth  Duke  of  Bedford,  married 
the  late  Duke  of  Abercorn,  who  died  in  1885.  On  her 
eighty-second  birthday,  a  few  days  ago,  at  Montagu 
House,  Whitehall,  a  hundred  and  one  persons,  of  various 
ages — from  sixty  years  to  four  months — were  assembled 
in  the  ball-room  to  greet  her  whom  they  love  and  revere 
as  their  common  mother,  or  as  the  mother  or  the 
grandmother  of  their  immediate  parents.  They  moved 
past  her  grace  in  a  procession  of  families,  headed  by  her 
eldest  daughter,  the  Dowager  Countess  of  Lichfield,  with 
her  thirteen  children  and  thirteen  grandchildren.  Fol- 
lowing these  were  the  thirteen  children  and  fifteen  grand- 
children of  the  late  Countess  of  Durham,  succeeded  by 
the  Duchess  of  Buccleuch  with  her  seven  children,  in- 
cluding Lord  Dalkeith.  Next  came  the  four  children 
and  four  grandchildren  of  the  late  Countess  of  Mount- 
Edgcumbe.  Her  grace's  remaining  sons  and  daughters 
— the  present  Duke  of  Abercorn,  Countess  Winterton, 
Lord  Claud  Hamilton,  Lord  George  Hamilton,  M.  P., 
the  Marchioness  of  Blandford,  the  Marchioness  of  Lans- 
downe,  Lord  Frederick  Hamilton,  M.  P.,  and  Lord 
Ernest  Hamilton — passed  by,  with  their  respective  chil- 
dren." 


Mme.  Casimir-Perier  is  well  known  in  Parisian 
society,  whereof  she  has  been  a  prominent  leader 
for  some  years.  She  is  her  husband's  cousin,  and 
her  maiden  name  was  De  Segur.  Her  presence  at 
the  Grand  Prix,  where  she  occupied  a  seat  of  honor 
on  the  left  of  Mme.  Carnot,  was  particularly 
marked,  for  even  then  she  was  pointed  out  as  the 
probable  successor  of  the  more  simple  and  older 
lady. 

First  Western  lawyer — "A  penny  for  your 
thoughts."  Second  Western  lawyer — "  I  was  think- 
ing of  Solomon  and  his  three  hundred  wives. 
What  an  amount  of  divorce  business  he  could  have 
thrown  in  a  man's  way  !  " — Puck. 


Hudson — "  At  the  next  meeting  of  the  lodge  you 
will  be  let  into  another  important  secret  of  the 
order."  Judson — "  Yes?"  Hudson — "  Yes  ;  they 
will  explain  how  they  got  you  home  Tuesday 
night." — Puck. 

The  little  girl  from  the  city  stood  watching  the 
ruminating  cow.  "Uncle,"  she  said,  "do  you 
know  what  kind  she  chews?" — Chicago  Tribune. 


That  dull,  listless  feeling  every  morning  indicates 
the  need  of  Ayer's  Sarsaparilla. 


Not  at  all  worried  :  Amelia — "  Oh,  Mr.  Clasper, 
where  is  your  arm?"  James — "Oh,  never  mind 
my  arm  ;  I'll  look  for  it  when  I  want  it." — Puck. 


—  Wedding  invitations  at  Cooper's. 


—  For  the  most  artistic  and  latest  de- 
signs  in  the  new  Empire  style  of  framing,  call  on 
S.  &  G.  Gump,  113  Geary  Street. 


Mothers  be  sure  and  use  "  Mrs.  Winslow's 
Soothing  Syrup"  for  your  children  while  teething. 


Dr.  E.  O.  Cochrane,  Dentist,  850  Market, 
cor.  Stockton  (over  drug  store).    Office  hours,  9  to  5. 

—  Go    to    Swain's    Dining-room,    Sutter 
Street,  near  Kearny,  for  a  fine  lunch  or  dinner. 


—  Mrs.  Alice  B.  Chittenden  has  removed 
her  studio  to  916  Market  Street,  room  77. 


When  baby  is  teething  or  feverish,  ask  your  drug- 
gist for  Stardman's  Soothing  Powders. 

—  Cooper's  engravers  have  no  equal. 


Lamp-troubles  are  mostly 
over. 

Write  Geo  A  Macbeth  Co, 
Pittsburgh,  Pa,  for  "  Index  to 
Chimneys;"  and  get  of  your 
dealer  the  chimney  made  for 
your  burner  or  lamp. 

Pearl-glass  and  pearl-top 
chimneys  last  as  a  teacup 
lasts. 

Unexcelled  in  Appointments. 
Unsurpassed  in  Cuisine. 

THE    PALACE    HOTEL 

GUESTS  ENTERTAINED  ON  EITHER 
THE  AMERICAN  OR  EUROPEAN 

PLAN. 


THE    GRILL    ROOM 

A  UNIQUE  INNOVATION. 

Is  the  Most  Elegant  Dining   Apartment  for 
Men  in  San  Francisco. 

Rates  Moderate. 


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STORYETTES. 


Grave  and  Gay,  Epigrammatic  and  Otherwise. 


When  first  we  were  at  Abington  (writes  W.  R. 
Le  Fanu  in  his  reminiscences  of  Irish  life),  a  peas- 
ant girl  came  two  or  three  times  to  the  rectory  with 
a  hare  and  other  game  for  sale.  My  father,  wish- 
ing to  ascertain  whether  she  came  by  them  hon- 
estly, asked  her  where  she  got  them.  "  Sure,  your 
raverance,"  said  she,  "  my  father  is  poacher  to 
Lord  Clare." 

Some  years  ago,  a  farmer  sued  an  orphan  asylum 
at  Buffalo  for  injury  to  his  sheep  by  a  dog  kept 
at  the  asylum.  The  case  was  tried  in  the  county 
court,  and  the  judge  held  as  follows  :  "  I  have 
carefully  looked  over  the  defendant's  charter,  and 
I  find  that  it  is  not  authorized  to  keep  anything 
but  orphans.  Keeping  a  dog  was,  therefore,  ultra 
vires,  and  it  is  not  liable  in  this  action." 

On  one  occasion,  in  a  case  as  counsel,  and  ques- 
tioning a  witness,  Sir  Francis  Johnson,  afterward 
chief-justice  of  the  Superior  Court  of  Province 
of  Quebec,  said  :  "  I  want  to  know,  did  you  see  it 
done?  "  Witness—"  No,  I  was  not  an  eye-witness, 
but  an  ear-witness."  "  Ah,"  remarked  Sir  Francis, 
"  a  near  witness  and  not  a  nigh  witness  ?  That  is 
what  I  call  a  distinction  without  a  difference  !  " 

Kate  Field's  Washington  tells  of  one  John  who 
was  accused  of  some  offense  against  the  laws,  tried, 
and  found  guilty.  Some  of  his  relatives  attended 
the  trial,  but  his  mother  remained  at  home.  On 
their  return,  she  asked  :  "  What  did  they  do  with 
John  ?  "  "He  was  sentenced  to  State's  prison  for 
five  years,"  was  the  answer.  "  Dear  me  !  "  ejacu- 
lated the  old  lady  ;  "  why,  how  foolish  that  was — 
he  won't  be  contented  there  for  half  that  time." 


The  late  Lord  Denman,  on  being  reminded  by  a 
hatter  that  a  small  account  was  "  overdue,"  visited 
the  shop  and  gave  the  manager  a  legal  reply  to  the 
request  for  payment.  "  You  state,"  he  said,  sol- 
emnly, as  he  stoo4  over  him,  shaking  his  finger  at 
him,  "that  this  account  is  overdue.  Remember 
that  a  bill  of  exchange  or  bill  of  acceptance  may 
become  overdue,  but  a  tradesman's  account  never. 
A  gentleman  pays  when  he  thinks  he  will  or  when 
he  has  the  money.  But  to  show  that  no  ill-feeling 
exists,  I  will  pay  the  account  and  take  another  hat." 


Rossini,  walking  one  day  on  the  boulevard  with 
the  musician  Braga,  was  greeted  by  Meyerbeer, 
who  anxiously  inquired  after  the  health  of  his  dear 
Rossini.  "Bad,  very  bad,"  answered  the  latter  ; 
"  a  headache,  a  side-ache,  and  a  leg  I  can  scarcely 
move."  After  a  few  moments'  conversation,  Meyers 
beer  passed  on,  and  Braga  asked  the  great  com- 
poser how  it  was  he  had  suddenly  become  so 
unwell.  Smilingly  Rossini  reassured  his  friend. 
"  Oh,  I  couldn't  be  better  ;  I  only  wanted  to  please 
Meyerbeer.  He  would  be  so  glad  to  see  me  smash 
up."  ^ 

Forty  years  since,  "  Porte  Crayon  "  was  down  on 
Albemarle  Sound,  and  told  a  native  that  there  were 
men  with  mouths  eight  inches  wide.  The  native 
declared  that  was  a  fish-story  ;  Porte  reproved  him 
for  his  incredulity,  and  pointed  out  that  deductions 
from  known  facts  proved  this  statement.  "We 
know,"  he  said,  "  that  oysters  must  be  eaten  whole  ; 
we  know  that  there  are  oysters  eight  inches  across 
the  minor  dimension  ;  therefore,  there  must  be 
mouths  eight  inches  wide  to  take  them  in,  or  the 
beautiful  chain  of  harmony  in  the  universe  is 
broken." 

James  Payn  recalls  in  a  certain  mess-room  the 
conversation  after  dinner  turning  upon  a  Captain 
Mosely  in  the  regiment,  who  had  the  gift  of 
prophecy,  though  it  must  be  confessed  it  was  mainly 
limited  to  sporting  events.  A  guest,  who  had  drunk 
quite  as  much  champagne  as  was  good  for  him,  ex- 
pressed incredulity  to  his  next  neighbor,  who,  with 
a  most  courteous  bow,  observed  :  "  Well,  that  is 
an  opinion  I  can  hardly  discuss  with  impartiality, 
because  /  am  Mosely."  "  I  do  not  doubt  that  at 
all,"  was  the  unexpected  rejoinder;  "  but  are  you 
mosely  right  ?  " 

A  Virginia  judge  once  visited  a  plantation  where 
the  darkey  who  met  him  at  the  gate  asked  him 
which  barn  he  would  have  his  horse  put  in.  "  Have 
you  two  barns  ?  "  inquired  the  judge.  "  Yes,  sah," 
replied  the  darkey  ;  "  dars  de  ole  barn,  and  mas'r 
has  jes  build  a  new  one."  "  Where  do  you  usually 
put  the  horses  of  visitors  who  come,  to  see  your 
master?"  "Well,  sah,  if  dey's  Metodis's  or 
Baptis's,  we  gen'rally  puts  'em  in  de  old  barn  ;  but 
if  dey's  'Piscopal,  we  puts  'em  in  de  new  one." 
"  Well,  Sam,  you  can  put  my  horse  in  the  new 
barn  ;  I'm  a  Baptist,  but  my  horse  is  an  Episco- 
palian." _ 

This  grewsome  tale  is  told  in  a  French  paper  : 
"  The  flying  assassin  of  M.  Carnot  was  caught  and 
held  until  apprehended  by  M.  L ,  a  good  citi- 
zen of  Lyons.  Two  evenings  later  he  was  visited 
at  his  home  by  a  pair  of  well-dressed  young  men, 
who  announced  themselves  as  Parisian  journalists, 
whose  visit  was  for  the  purpose  of  honoring  the 
brave   M.    L and   to   beg  a   photograph    for 


illustration  of  a  just  article  upon  his  admirable  ac- 
tion.    The  good  M.  L complied  with  modest 

pleasure.  As  soon  as  the  visitors  had  the  gift 
fairly  in  their  possession,  they  withdrew,  only  stop- 
ping at  the  door  long  enough  to  say,  calmly  :  '  Sir  J 
we  are  not  journalists,  but  anarchists.  We  have 
your  head — look  out  for  it — it  is  already  lost !  '  " 

One  of  the  many  superstitious  fears  that  render 
the  laborers  from  sunny  Italy  so  generally  docile 
was  recently  taken  advantage  of  by  a  shrewd  Irish 
foreman  employed  on  a  public  job.  There  was  a 
misunderstanding  likely  to  result  in  a  general  strike, 
and  he  assembled  the  men  together,  listening  pa- 
tiently to  their  statement  of  grievances.  When 
they  concluded,  he  called  to  his  side  the  book- 
keeper of  the  contractor,  a  man  with  penetrating 
dark  eyes,  one  of  them  quite  still  because  it  was 
artificial.  The  foreman  stated,  with  emphasis,  the 
only  terms  upon  which  he  would  compromise, and  the 
book-keeper  kept  his  "evil  eye"  fixed  on  the  crowd. 
The  terms  were  accepted  without  a  murmur,  and 
the  crowd  hastily  dispersed.  The  book-keeper  was 
entirely  unconscious  of  performing  any  part  in  de- 
termining the  controversy. 


A  certain  Mr.  Davies,  who  began  life  as  a  saw- 
yer and  carpenter,  and  whose  honesty  and  industry 
carried  him  on  to  wealth  as  a  railway  contractor, 
sunk  all  his  money  in  boring  for  coal,  no  coal  being 
found.  Then  he  called  a  large  meeting  of  his 
miners,  and  told  them  that  he  had  spent  the  earn- 
ings of  his  life  in  the  speculation,  and  would  have 
to  abandon  it.  Holding  up  a  half-crown,  he  declared 
that  that  was  all  he  had  left  of  forty  thousand 
pounds,  which  he  had  sunk  in  the  mine.  A  fellow 
called  out :  "  And  we'll  have  that,  too."  "  So  you 
shall  !  "  cried  Davies,  and  threw  the  coin  among 
them.  This  bit  of  desperation  so  delighted  the 
men  that  they  straightway  determined  to  go  to 
work  again,  wages  or  no  wages.  In  a  few  days 
they  found  excellent  coal,  and  plenty  of  it,  and 
Davies  was  again  a  rich  man. 


John  Forster,  Dickens's  biographer,  had  a  way 
of  speaking  that  was  exceedingly  weighty  ;  he 
loved  the  roll  of  the  phrase.  He  also  loved  to  pay 
a  kind  of  solemn  court  to  Count  d'Orsay,  who  was 
the  most  dazzlingly  attired  and  most  beautiful 
member  of  the  Dickens  group.  This  was  a  story 
which  Dickens  loved  to  tell,  with  his  dramatic 
voice  :  Forster  was  sitting  by  Count  d'Orsay,  who 
was  lunching  in  a  hotel  dining-room.  On  a  sudden 
he  raised  his  assiduous  eyes  from  D'Orsay's  plate 
and  lifted  up  his  deliberate  voice.  He  spoke 
winged  words.  "  Waiter  1  "  he  said;  "waiter, 
some  butter — for  the  flounders — of  the  count !  " 
TJie  penultimate  Lord  Lytton  was  also  one  of  them, 
and  also  admired  ;  and  Forster  used  to  begin  his 
appeals  to  him  in  conversation  with  the  slow  exor- 
dium, "  But  tell  me — Bulwer  !  "  This,  too,  used 
Dickens  to  mimic  ;  and  also  Forster's  famous  re- 
buke to  his  equally  famous  servant,  Henry.  The 
soup  had  proved  unequal  to  the  wants  of  an  unex- 
pected number  of  guests  :  "  No  more  mulligatawny, 
Henry  ?  Henry — let  there — be — more — mulliga- 
tawny !  " 

The  Rev.  George  Madder,  Rector  of  Ballybrood, 
an  old  bachelor,  lived  with  a  maiden  sister,  an 
elderly  lady,  solemn  and  stately,  whom  he  held  in 
great  awe.  She  was  very  fond  of  flowers.  When 
arranging  some  one  morning  in  the  drawing-room, 
she  found  a  curious  blossom  which  she  had  never 
seen  before.  Just  as  she  had  discovered  it,  her 
gardener  passed  the  window,  which  was  open. 
"  Come  in,  James,"  she  called  to  him  ;  "  I  want 
to  show  you  one  of  the  most  curious  things  you 
ever  saw."  James  accordingly  came  in.  Miss 
Madder  sat  down,  not  perceiving  that  the  bottom 
of  the  chair  had  been  lifted  out.  Down  she  went 
through  the  frame,  nearly  sitting  on  the  floor. 
James  went  into  fits  of  laughter,  and  said  :  "  Well, 
ma'am,  sure  enough,  it  is  one  of  the  most  curious 
things  I  ever  seen  in  my  life."  "  Stop,  James," 
said  she  ;  "conduct  yourself  and  lift  me  out." 
"  Oh,  begorrah,  ma'am,  I  can't  stop,"  said  he  ;  "it's 
so  curious  ;  it  bates  all  I  ever  seen."  It  was  some 
time  before  she  could  make  him  understand  that 
her  performance  was  not  what  he  had  been  called 
in  to  see  ;  and,  when  he  had  helped  her  up,  he  was 
dismissed  with  a  strong  rebuke  for  his  levity. 


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*  4.25  p.     Palo  Alto  and  Way  Stations *  8.06  a. 

5,10  p.     San  Jose  and  Way  Stations *  8.48  a. 

6.30  p.     Palo  Alto  and  Way  Stations 6.35  a. 

tn.45  p.  Palo  Alto  and  principal  Way  Sta- 
tions       f  7.26  P. 


CREEK  ROUTE  FERRY. 

From  SAN  FRANCISCO— Foot  of  Market  St.  (Slip  8)— 
*7.oo  *8.co  9.00  *io.co  and  11.00  a.  m„  *i2.3o, 
\1.00    *2.oo     3.00      *4.oo    5.00  and  *6.oo  p.  m. 

From  OAKLAND  —  Foot  of  Broadway  —  *6.oo  *7-°° 
8.00  *9.oo  10.00  and  *n.oo  A.  M„  J12.00  *i2.3o, 
2.00    *3-oo      4.00  and    *5.oo  p.  m. 


i.  for  morning,    p  for  afternoon.   *  Sundays  excepted, 
f  Saturdays  only.    J  Sundays  only. 


The  PACIFIC   TRANSFER  COMPANY  will 

call  for  and  check  baggage  from  hotels  and  residences. 
Inquire  of  Ticket  Agents  for  Time  Cards  and  other  in- 
formation. 


PACIFIC  MAIL  STEAMSHIP  CO. 

Through.  lane  to  New   York,    via    Panama. 

Calling  at  various  ports  of  Mexico  and  Central  America. 
Sailings  (at  noon): 

SS.  San  Bias September  28th 

SS.  San  Juan October  8th 

SS.  Colon October  18th 

SS.  San  Jose" October  29th 

Note — When  the  sailing  day  falls  on  Sunday,  steamer 
will  be  dispatched  following  Monday. 
Japan  and    China   Line   for  Yokohama  and 

Hong   Kong. 

Connecting  at  Yokohama  with  steamers  for  Shanghai,  and 

at  Hong  Kong  for  Indies,  Straits,  etc. : 

FOR  HONG  KONG,  VIA  YOKOHAMA: 

City  of  Rio  Janeiro Thursday,  October  4,  at  3  p.  M. 

City  of  Peking Thursday,  October  25,  at  3  P.  M. 

China  (via  Honolulu). .  .Tuesday,  November  6,  at  3  P.  M. 
Peru Saturday,  November  24,  at  3  p.  M. 

Round-Trip  Tickets   to   Yokohama   and   return  at  re- 
duced rates. 

For  Freight  and   Passage  apply  at  office,  corner  First 
and  Brannan  Streets.     Branch  ofiice,  202  Front  Street. 
ALEXANDER  CENTER,  General  Agent. 


OCCIDENTAL    AND    ORIENTAL 

STEAMSHIP  COMPANY. 

FOR  JAPAN  AND  CHINA. 

NOTE    CHANCE    IN    HOUR    OP    SAILING: 

Steamers  leave  Wharf,  corner  First  and  Brannan  Streets, 

3  o'clock  P.  M.,  for 

YOKOHAMA  AND  HONG  KONG, 

Connecting  at  Yokohama  with  steamers  for  Shanghai. 
Steamer.     From  San  Francisco  for  Hong  Kong.      1894. 
Oceanic  (via  Honolulu).  .Tuesday,  September  36 

Gaelic Tuesday,  October  16 

Belgic Thursday,  November  15 

Oceanic,  .(via  Honolulu).  .Tuesday,  December  4 

Round-Trip  Tickets  at  reduced  rates. 

Cabin  plans  on  exhibition,  and  Passage  Tickets  for  sale 
at  S.  P.  Company's  General  Office,  Room  74,  corner 
Fourth  and  Townsund  Streets,  San  Francisco. 

For  freight  apply  at  Offices  of  Pacific  Mail  Steamship 
Company,  at  Wharf,  or  at  No.  202  Front  Street,  San 
Francisco. 

T.  fl.  GoODMAX.  Gcn'l  I'asscnger  Agent. 

PACIFIC  COAST  STEAMSHIP  CO. 

Dispatch  steamers  from  San  Francisco  for  ports  in 
Alaska,  9  a.  m.  September  7,  22,  October  7,  22,  Novem- 
ber 6,  21,  December  6,  21. 

For  British  Columbia  and  Puget  Sound  ports,  September 
17,  and  every  fifth  day  thereafter.  For  Eureka,  Hum- 
boldt Bay,  Steamer  if  illamcttc  I  'alley,  every  Wednesday, 
9    a.    m.      For    Newport.    Los    Angeles,   and    all    way 

forts,  every  fourth  and  fifth  day  alternately  at  8  a.  m. 
'or  San  Diego,  stopping  only  at  Port  Harford,  Santa 
Barbara,  Port  Los  Angeles,  Redondo  (Los  Angeles), 
and  Newport  every  fourth  and  fifth  day  alternately,  at 
11  a.  m.  For  Ensenada.  San  Jose"  del  Cabo.  Mazallan, 
La  Paz,  and  Guaymas  (Mexico),  Steamer  St.  "■■■■  '.  2=;th 
of  each  month,  Ticket-office,  Palace  Hotel.  : 
gomery  Street. 

GOODALL,  PERKINS  &  CO..  Gcnc 
No.  10  Market  Street,  San  F 


14 


THE 


ARGONAUT. 


September  24,  1894. 


SOCIETY. 


The  Stetson  Picnic. 

Mr.  Henry  N.  Stetson  gave  a  delightful  outing  to 
a  party  of  his  friends  last  Saturday  on  the  line  of 
the  San  Francisco  and  North  Pacific  Railroad. 
The  party  took  the  half-past  ten  o'clock  boat  for 
Sausalito,  where  two  private  cars  awaited  them,  and 
then  proceeded  to  Camp  Taylor,  where  an  elaborate 
luncheon  was  served  in  one  of  the  cars.  From 
there  they  went  to  Point  Reyes,  enjoying  the  beau- 
tiful scenery  en  route,  and  returned  to  the  city  at 
six  o'clock.  The  day  was  a  perfect  one  and  the 
outing  proved  thoroughly  pleasurable.  Those 
present  were  : 

Mrs.  Chauncey  R.  Winslow,  Mrs.  Robert  Oxnard, 
Miss  Ella  Hobart,  Miss  Aileen  Goad,  Miss  Genevieve 
Goad,  Miss  Frances  Moore,  Mr.  Henry  N.  Stetson,  Mr. 
William  H.  Taylor,  Jr.,  Mr.  Augustus  Taylor.  Mr.  E. 
M.  Greenway,  Mr.  Harry  Simpkins,  Mr.  Walter  Hobart, 
Mr.  A.  H.  Wilcox,  and  Mr.  Clement  Tobin. 

Notes  and  Gossip. 

The_  wedding  of  Miss  Mae  Dimond  and  Mr. 
Joseph  S.  Tobin  will  take  place  at  eight  o'clock 
next  Saturday  evening  at  the  home  of  the  bride's 
father,  General  W.  H.  Dimond,  2224  Washington 
Street.  Only  a  few  relatives  and  intimate  friends 
will  witness  the  ceremony,  which  will  be  performed 
by  Archbishop  Riordan.  Miss  Amie  Irwin,  of 
Chicago,  will  act  as  maid  of  honor,  and  the  brides- 
maids will  be  Miss  Ella  Hobart,  Miss  Laura  Mc- 
Kinstry,  Miss  Hope  Ellis,  Miss  Alice  Ames,  Miss 
Celia  Tobin,  Miss  Beatrice  Tobin,  Miss  Helen 
Smith,  and  Miss  Marian  Poett.  Mr.  Alfred  Tobin 
will  act  as  best  man,  and  the  ushers  will  be  Mr. 
William  S.  McMurtry,  Mr.  Samuel  Knight,  Mr. 
John  Lawson,  Mr.  William  H.  Taylor,  Jr.,  Mr. 
Clement  Tobin,  Mr.  William  R.  Heath,  and  Mr. 
Robert  L.  Coleman.  At  nine  o'clock  there  will  be 
a  large  reception  in  honor  of  the  newly  married 
couple  and  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Paul  Jarboe.  On  the 
following  day  the  bride  and  groom  will  leave  to 
visit  New  York,  Washington,  D.  C„  and  other 
Eastern  cities. 

The  wedding  of  Mrs.  Belle  Donahue,  daughter 
of  Judge  and  Mrs.  William  T.  Wallace,  to  Mr. 
Richard  H.  Sprague,  will  take  place  on  Thursday, 
October  nth.  Owing  to  the  recent  death  of  the 
bride's  sister,  the  wedding  will  be  very  quietly  cele- 
brated. 

Announcement  is  made  of  the  engagement  of 
Miss  Marian  Poett,  daughter  of  Mrs.  A.  Poett  and 
granddaughter  of  Mrs.  Henry  Williams,  to  Mr.  J. 
H.  P.  Howard,  brother  of  Mr.  William  H.  Howard 
and  Mr.  George  H.  Howard. 

The  engagement  is  announced  of  Miss  Ada 
Dougherty,  daughter  of  Mr.  and  Mrs.  C.  M. 
Dougherty,  of  Fruitvale,  to  Mr.  Arthur  Pope,  of 
Oakland. 

Mr.  Joseph  Austin  gave  an  elaborate  dinner- 
party at  his  residence,  220  Page  Street,  on  Monday 
evening,  September  10th ,  to  commemorate  the  anni- 
versary of  his  birthday,  and  hospitably  entertained 
several  gentlemen  at  the  festal  board. 

Mr.  Henry  T.  Scott  and  Mr.  Russell  J.  Wilson 
will  give  a  dinner  at  the  Pacific-Union  Club  this 
evening  complimentary  to  Colonel  C.  F.  Crocker, 
who  will  leave  next  Tuesday  on  the  Oceanic,  with 
Mr.  D.  O.  Mills,  to  make  a  tour  of  the  world. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  T.  D.  Reardon  entertained  a  num- 
ber of  friends  at  dinner  last  Thursday  evening  at 

The  Colonial. 

♦ — *    i 

As  presidential  salaries  go,  the  pay  of  the  French 
president  is  liberal.  He  receives  1,200,000  francs — 
$240,000  per  annum.  The  president  of  the  Swiss 
Confederation  has  to  be  content  with  a  very  modest 
sum,  his  services  being  valued  at  only  $3,000  per 
annum.  The  presidents  of  the  South  American 
republics  are  paid  on  a  more  liberal  scale,  the  presi- 
dent of  Chile,  for  instance,  getting  about  $15,000. 

M.  Deloncle's  grand  project  of  constructing  for 
the  Paris  exposition  of  1900  a  huge  telescope,  which 
will  bring  the  moon  within  a  meter  of  the  earth,  is, 
according  to  the  Figaro,  far  from  having  been 
dropped.  The  cost  of  constructing  the  gigantic 
lens  which  will  be  required  will  be  defrayed  by  M. 
Bischoffsheim,  the  well-known  and  wealthy  astron- 
omer. 


JIbsolutely 
Pure 

A  cream  of  tartar  baking  powder.  High- 
est of  all  in  leavening  strength.  —  Latest 
UniU*-  States  Government  Food  Report. 

F.oyal  Baking  Powder  Co., 
106  Wall  St.,  N.  Y. 


COMMUNICATIONS. 


An  Expert  Opinion. 

New  York,  September  12,  1894. 
Editors  Argonaut  :  I  acknowledge  receipt  of  your 
favor,  and  thank  you  for  your  kindness  in  returning  to 
me  Mr.  Stewart's  letter.  I  am  glad  to  say  that  this  is 
not  the  first  reply  which  I  have  received  from  advertising 
in  your  valuable  paper. 

My  experience  is  that  the  Argonaut  is  an  exceedingly 
valuable  medium  for  the  advertiser.      I  remain, 

Yours  faithfully,  Henry  Romeike. 


There  is  One  American. 

Cheyenne,  September  4,  1894. 
Editors  Argonaut:  This  is  a  list  of  the  delegates 
from  the  first  ward,  in  Cheyenne,  Wyo.,  to  the  Demo- 
cratic County  Convention :  P.  Warlaumont,  J.  W. 
Griffin,  P.  Kerrigan,  E.  Sweeney,  P.  Maroney,  J.  M. 
Embrey,  John  McGuire,  Mort  McSweeney,  E.  Heenan, 
M.  Lyons,  Robert  Tracy,  C.  K.  Colenberg. 

You  may   not  believe  it,  but  it   is  nevertheless  a  fact, 
that  there  is  one  native-born  American  in  the  lot. 

W.S. 


He  Wants  His  Paper. 

Port  Elizabeth,  Cape  Colony, 
South  Africa,  August  5,  1894. 
Editors  Argonaut:  Your  paper  is  posted  to  me 
monthly  under  "Registered  Cover"  to  insure  safe  de- 
livery. They  have  arrived  regularly  for  a  very  long 
while,  but  lately  I  have  not  had  the  copies  for  months  of 
May  and  June.  These  ought  to  have  arrived  here  end 
of  June  and  end  of  July.  My  last  receipts  are  April 
papers.  Please  post  duplicate  papers.  I  find  I  miss  the 
Argonaut.  Yours  faithfully,  W,  English. 


A  Commendation. 
74  Wood  St.,  Barnet,  near  London, 
August  241  1894. 
Editors  Argonaut:  Among  the  many  newspapers  I 
take  in,  1  am  a  regular  reader  of  the  Argonaut,  and  the 
pleasure  it  gives  me  to  read  it   is  so  great  I  can  not  resist 
the  impulse  to  address  you  this  note  to  express  my  grati- 
tude. 

The  high  tone  and  scholarly  style  of  the  articles  are 
so  far  above  the  common  run  of  the  Ameilcan  papers,  as 
well  as  most  English  ones,  that  I  feel  the  Argonaut  to  be 
a  special  credit  to  the  American  newspaper  press.  I 
would  mention  particularly  your  leader  on  "Strikes"  in 
the  July  16th  number,  which  seems  to  me  admirable  and 
unanswerable.     I  am,  sir. 

Your  obedient  servant,  H.  Sturm. 

A  Correction  from  South  America. 

Potosi,  Bolivia,  July  25,  1894. 

Editors  Argonaut:  In  your  paper  of  March  26th 
last,  page  6,  I  noticed  an  article  about  the  steamers,  Lake 
Titicaca,  etc.,  which  is  a  little  out  in  details. 

Two  small  steamers,  about  one  hundred  feet  long,  were 
carried  on  mule-back  from  the  port  of  Arica  on  the  Pacific 
to  Puno,  the  chief  port  on  Lake  Titicaca — which  is  twelve 
thousand  five  hundred  feet  above  the  level  of  the  sea  and 
forms  part  of  the  boundary  between  Peru  and  Bolivia — 
where  they  were  put  together  and  launched,  the  Yavary 
in  187.0  and  the  Yapura  in  1872.  Both  vessels,  which 
were  built  in  i860,  are  still  in  good  condition,  but  too 
small  for  the  service.  They  belong  to  the  Peruvian  Cor- 
poration (Limited)  of  London. 

About  six  months  ago,  the  new  twin-screw  steamer 
Coya,  built  by  a  Dumbarton  firm,  was  transported  in 
small  sections  by  rail  from  Mollendo,  on  the  Pacific 
Coast,  to  Puno,  a  distance  of  three  hundred  and  twenty- 
five  miles,  and  was  reconstructed  and  launched  in  the 
lake.  Her  length  is  one  hundred  and  seventy  feet,  her 
width  twenty-six,  her  depth  twelve,  and  at  seven  feet 
draft  she  will  carry  two  hundred  and  sixty  tons.  She  has 
given  every  satisfaction  since  she  has  been  in  the  service. 

For  California  readers  it  may  be  worth  stating  that  the 
manager  of  the  railway  and  lake  system,  etc.,  used  to 
sweep  the  platform  at  Menlo  Park  Station  on  the  South- 
ern Pacific  Railroad.  Yours  truly, 

Santiago  Pascoe. 


The  American  Child  Abroad. 

Antwerp,  Belgium,  September  3,  1894. 

Editors  Argonaut:  In  a  recent  copy  of  a  London 
paper  called  the  Gentlcivo/nan  I  find  this: 

"There  is  a  great  deal  to  be  learned  of  human  nature 
in  hotel  life  in  Switzerland.  The  children  who  travel 
with  their  parents  are  a  constant  amusement  to  me  ;  the 
stolid  little  pig-tailed  Germans,  the  excitable  little  French 
children,  with  large  collars  upon  necks  and  high  boots, 
the  black-eyed  Italians,  and  last,  but  not  least,  the  odious 
American  boy  !  Last  week  at  table  d'/t&te  we  met  a 
specimen  that  was  typical ;  he  was  traveling  with  his 
mother,  his  aunt,  and  his  cousin,  and  they  were  all  worn 
out  by  his  companionship.  He  was  perfectly  impossible, 
that  boy.  I  am  certain  that  the  patience  of  even  an 
archangel  would  have  broken  down  if  he  had  had  to  sit 
near  him.  He  did  not  like  any  of  the  food,  and  would 
order  extras  for  himself — eggs  and  tomatoes — and  when 
his  mother  wanted  to  dress  the  salad,  he  said  :  '  Just  you 
pass  it  over  here,  and  I'll  fix  it  up  real  dandy!'  which 
he  proceeded  to  do  by  drowning  the  red  vegetable  in  oil. 

"Then  he  began  bickering  with  his  mother  till  he  drove 
her  nearly  crazy,  and  at  last  she  rose  from  the  table  in 
tears  and  left  the  room,  whereupon  the  aunt  mildly 
remarked:  'You  really  should  not,  Harold,  tease  your 
mother  so;  she  does  not  like  it.'  Why  do  Americans 
stand  so  much  aggressive  impudence  from  their  children  ? 
If  only  1  had  charge  of  that  boy  for  a  week  !  Wouldn't 
I  just  make  him  sit  up  !  Stars  and  stripes  may  appreciate 
the  'cunning'  ways  of  the  American  youth,  but  the 
union  jack  of  old  England  remembers  the  fifth  com- 
mandment, and,  thank  goodness,  if  it  is  broken,  does  not 
object  to  corporal  punishment." 

I  feel  it  my  duty  to  ask  the  Argonaut  to  reproduce  it, 
hoping  many  parents  may  read  it  and  see  the  horror  and 
folly  of  not  making  their  children  know  perfect  obedience, 
Sincerely  yours,  Mrs.  R.  Dver. 


How  Sailors  Sleep. 

Halifax,  Nova  Scotia,  August  9,  1894. 

Editors   Argonaut:    In  a  recent  issue  you  had  a 

paragraph  (quoting  the  Sun)  dealing  with  Edison's  theory 

concerning  two   hours'  sleep.     At   the  end  of  the  article 


this  statement  occurs:  "Sailors  sleep  four  hours,  then 
have  an  eight-hours'  watch.  .  .  .  But  seamen  assert  that 
five  hours'  sleep  is  enough  for  any  able-bodied  man." 

All  this  paragraph  is  wrong,  both  in  its  facts  and  in  the 
impression  it  conveys,  and  you  should  not  let  such  items 
get  into  your  journal,  which  the  writer  has  always  ad- 
mired for  its  accuracy.  Sailors  do  not  sleep  four 
hours  and  then  have  an  eight-hour  watch.  As  a  rule,  they 
have  watch  and  watch — or  alternate  four  hours,  off  and 
on — while  stokers  in  steamships  have  four  hours  on  and 
eight  off.  So  with  officers  on  ocean  steamers :  either 
watch  and  watch — that  old  barbarous  system  which  is 
gradually  being  abolished — or  a  three-watch  system,  which 
gives  each  officer  four  hours*  duty  and  eight  hours  off 
duty. 

As  for  seamen  asserting  that  five  hours  sleep  is  enough, 
I  never  met  one  yet  who  would  not  sleep  for  twice  that 
time  if  he  could  get  it  at  sea,  and  then  be  ready  for  more. 
As  a  point  of  fact,  seamen — that  is,  tha  rank  and  file  on 
ocean  steamers  or  sailing  vessels  —  pass  most  of  their 
"watch  below  "  sleeping,  turning  out  only  for  meals  or 
when  called  to  go  on  deck. 

1  hope  you  will  take  the  writer's  criticism  kindly,  for 
your  paper  is  a  good  one  and  much  admired. 

Respectfully,  Sailor. 


RECENT    WILLS    AND    SUCCESSIONS. 


By  the  will  of  the  late  S.  M.  Thannhauser  the 
following  testamentary  provisions  were  made  : 

His  estate  consists  of  an  interest  in  the  corporation  of. 
Thannhauser  &  Co.,  valued  at  $185,000.  The  deceased 
declared  that  the  entire  estate  was  his  separate  property  ; 
that  he  had  never  married  ;  and  that  no  woman  or  child 
had  any  claim  upon  him.  He  made  bequests  as  follows  : 
To  his  sister,  Louise,  $30,000;  to  his  sister,  Jetta  Lepp- 
mann,  §20,000;  to  Mrs.  Bertha  Newburger;  of  Bavaria, 
$1,250;  to  Mrs.  S.  Beauharnais,  $40  a  month  during  her  life. 
The  testator  expressed  a  wish  that  the  business  of  Thann- 
hauser &  Co.  be  continued  for  at  least  ten  years.  To 
secure  that  end  he  bequeathed  to  Hugo  Duveneck  and 
W.  H.  Chickering  all  his  stock  in  the  corporation,  the  in- 
come to  be  paid  to  his  nephews  and  nieces,  who,  at  the 
expiration  of  ten  years,  are  to  receive  the  entire  residue 
of  the  estate.  The  nephews  and  nieces  of  the  deceased 
are  the  following:  Joseph  B.  Faustmann,  David  Lepp- 
man,  Sigmund  T.  Leppman,  Julius  W.  Leppman,  Bertha 
Leppman,  Lottie  Leppman,  Rachel  Leppman,  Esther 
Leppman,  and  Leah  Leppman,  all  of  San  Francisco,  and 
Moses  Faustmann,  who  resides  in  Philadelphia. 

By  the  will  of  the  late  Jose"  V.  de  Laveaga  the 
following  testamentary  provisions  were  made  : 

The  executors  are  Daniel  Rogers,  Miguel  A.  de 
Laveaga.  and  Thomas  Magee.  The  value  of  the  estate 
located  in  California  is  estimated  at  $820,000.  The  Mexi- 
can property  is  valued  at  only  a  few  thousand  dollars. 
February  1,  1886,  is  the  date  of  the  will,  which  is  supple- 
mented by  four  codicils  of  February  4,  1886,  March  10, 
1887,  March  14,  1887,  and  June  6,  1S88.  The  legatees  are 
nearly  all  relatives  of  the  deceased.  The  realty  be- 
queathed to  most  of  them  had  'been  disposed  of  by  J.  V. 
de  Laveaga  previous  to  his  death.  By  far  the  most  im- 
portant clause  of  the  will,  so  far  as  the  general  public  is 
concerned,  is  that  bequeathing  the  realty  at  the  north- 
east corner  of  Market  Street  and  Van  Ness  Avenue  as  a 
sustaining  fund  for  the  founding  of  an  asylum  for  the 
blind,  deaf,  dumb,  lame,  and  paralytic  aged  poor  of  both 
sexes.  The  first  reference  to  the  founding  of  the  asylum 
is  in  the  fifteenth  paragraph  of  the  will.  This  is  to  the 
effect  that  the  proceeds  of  the  estate,  after  the  payment 
of  the  legacies,  should  be  invested  in  improving  the  lot 
and  the  income  derived  from  the  improvements  be  dis- 
tributed among  the  various  charitable  asylums  for  the 
poor  and  helpless.  Three  days  later,  the  testator  changed 
his  mind  and  altered  the  will  to  the  effect  that  an  inde- 
pendent asylum  be  founded  with  the  partial  proceeds  of 
the  estate.  In  the  third  codicil  of  the  will,  the  location 
of  the  proposed  asylum  is  fixed  at  Santa  Cruz.  Several 
of  the  legatees  reside  in  this  city.  By  the  will,  Mr.  de 
Laveaga  made  forty  $1,000  bequests,  fourteen  $5,000, 
eight  $10,000,  two  $20,000,  and  four  $1,  these  to  his 
brothers  and  sisters,  whom  he  considered  to  be  in  suffi- 
ciently comfortable  circumstances. 


DCCLXXIV.— Bill  of  Fare  for  Six  Persons,  Sunday, 

September  23,  1894. 

Puree  of  Green  Peas. 

Nutmeg  Melons. 

Fried  Flounders,  Excelsior  Sauce.     Lyonnaise  Potatoes. 

Broiled  Quail  on  Toast. 

Stuffed  Bell-Peppers.     Green  Peas. 

Roast  Beef. 

Cauliflower  Salad. 

Pineapple  Pudding. 

Fruits.     Coffee. 

Pineapple  Pudding. — Peel  the  pineapple,  taking  care 

to   get  all  the  specks  out,  grate  it;   take   its  weight   in 

sugar  and  half  its  weight  in  butter  ;  rub  these  to  a  cream 

and  stir  them  into  the  apple ;  then  add   five  eggs  and  a 

cup  of  cream.     It  may  be  baked  with  or  without  a  rich 

crust.     Canned  pineapple  may  be  used. 


To  Emerson  is  this  story  attributed  :  On  being 
asked  by  a  friend  what  he  lectured  for,  he  replied  : 
"F-a-m-e."  "  What  do  you  mean  by  that?"  in- 
quired the  other.     "  Fifty  and  my  expenses." 


— Huber's  Orchestra  furnishes  excellent 
music  for  weddings,  receptions,  etc.  It  plays  at 
the  cotillions  of  the  Friday  Night  Club,  and  at  the 
Hotel  Del  Monte.  Address  420  Eddy  Street.  Tele- 
phone, East  681. 


—  Opera  glass— latest  Parisian  styles  in 
aluminum,  with  or  without  handles,  at  very  moder- 
ate prices.  Henry  Kahn  &  Co.,  Opticians,  642 
Market  Street,  Chronicle  Building. 


—  Kritiko,  609  Merchant  St.,  S.  F.,  reads 
characters  from  handwriting  in  ink,  unruled  paper. 
Send  50  cents  ;  stamps  or  postal  notes. 


—  The  very  latest  in  art  novelties  and 
pictures  are  constantly  being  received  at  S.  &  G. 
Gump's,  113  Geary  Street. 


—Moore's  Poison-Oak  Remedy.    Cures  poi. 
son-oak  and  all  skin  diseases. 


—  Ladies  outing  shirts  and  waists  made 
to  order  at  Carmany's,  25  Kearny  Street. 


ARGONAUT: 


CAMPAIGN  OF  1894= 


Until  the  close  of  the   campaign, 


and  up  to  December  1st,  the  Argo- 


naut will  be  sent,  by  mail,  to 
any  person  subscribing  direct  to 
this    office,  Tor     Q3TE    DOLLAR, 


Recent  events,  both  in  this 


State  and  in  Congress,  have  given 


to  the  coming  political  campaign 
an  interest   unusual    in  so-called 


off-years. 


The    Democratic 


party  has  been  in  control  of  the 


National    Government    for    two 


years,  and  the  result  has  been  fi- 


nancial    depression    and     wide- 


spread disaster. 


That  party 


has  proved  its  utter  incapacity,  its 
lack  of  courage  to  carry  out  the 


pernicious  principles  it  advocates, 
and  its  inability  to  formulate  any 


better  plan  of  action.' 


The 


approaching  campaign  is  to  deter- 


mine whether  this  party  is  to  con- 
tinue in  power.  The  Argo- 


naut believes  that  the  success  of 


the  Republican  party  is  essential 


to  the  good  government  of  this 
republic.  We  believe  in  pro- 


tection  to   American    industries, 


and  reciprocity  with  non-compet 


ing   countries.  We  believe 


in 


I   countries.  We   believe 

a  bimetallic  currency,  and  the 

'p    n  qp    of    ornlH     anrl     Qi'Ur^r    fnr 


free  use  of  gold   and    silver  for 


coinage,  and    that   every   dollar, 


whether  of  gold,  silver,  or  paper, 
shall  be  an  honest  dollar,  and  worth 


one  hundred  cents. 


We  be- 


lieve that  the  construction  of  the 


Nicaragua   Canal   should   be  en- 
couraged and  controlled   by  this 


government. 


We     believe 


that     our       foreign      commerce 
should  be  extended,  the  building 


of   American    ships   encouraged, 
and  the  American  flag   restored 


to  its    former    posiiion  upon  the 
high    seas.  We    believe   in 


the  entire  exclusion  of  the  Chi- 


nese from  our  soil. 


We  be- 


lieve in  the  restriction  of  natural- 
ization. We  believe  in  the 
present  restriction  of  all  foreign 
immigration,    and     the    ultimate 

exclusion      of      all       immigrants 


coming  in  competition  with  and 
tending  to  degrade  American 
labor.  Believing    that   the 


success  of  the  Republican  party 
will  best  subserve  all  these  ends, 
most  of  which  are  in  its  plat- 
form, the  Argonaut  will  do  its 
best  for  the  success  of  that  party 
in  the  coming  campaign  of  1894. 


September  24,  1894. 


THE 


ARGONAUT. 


18 


Movements  and  Whereabouts. 

Annexed  will  be  found  a  resume1  of  movements  to 
and  from  this  city  and  coast,  and  of  the  whereabouts 
of  absent  Californians  : 

Mrs.  George  M.  Pullman  and  Miss  Florence  Pullman, 
of  Chicago,  were  at  AIx-les-Eains  on  August  29th. 

Mr.  Henry  Hey  man,  who  has  been  making  a  prolonged 
tour  of  Europe,  arrived  in  New  York  city  last  Wednes- 
day, and  will  be  here  next  Wednesday. 

Mr.  William  H.  Crocker,  Mrs.  T.  H.  Sperry,  Mrs.  A. 
M.  Easton,  Misses  May  and  Jennie  Crocker,  Mrs.  Louis 
B.  Parrott,  and  the  Misses  Louise  and  Daisy  Parrott  are 
in  Paris. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Walter  E.  Dean  will  pass  the  winter  in 
New  York  city. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  George  Crocker  were  at  the  Hotel  du 
Rhin,  in  Paris,  when  last  heard  from. 

Mrs.  N.G.  Kittle  and  Miss  H.  M.  Scott,  of  Washing- 
ton, D.  C.j  visited  San  Jose  during  the  past  week. 

Miss  Genevieve  Carolan  has  gone  to  Farmington, 
Conn.,  to  resume  her  studies. 

Mr.  Walter  Hobart  left  last  Thursday  to  resume  his 
studies  at  Harvard. 

Misses  Helen  and  Edna  Hopkins  have  gone  to  Dobb's 
Ferry,  N.  Y.,  to  attend  a  seminary  there. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  W.  E.  Tubbs  are  at  their  villa,  near 
Calistoga. 

Mrs.  L.  L.  Baker  has  gone  East,  and  will  be  away 
several  months. 

Mrs.  John  S.  Hager  and  Miss  Alice  Hager  have  re- 
turned from  a  visit  to  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Frank  S.  Hicks  at 
Los  Angeles. 

Judge  Ward  McAllister  has  returned  to  the  city  after 
passing  the  summer  at  San  Rafael. 

Mrs.  John  Boggs  and  Miss  Alice  Boggs  will  pass  the 
winter  at  the  Hotel  Richelieu. 

Mrs.  Charles  Simpkins  and  Miss  Alice  Simpkins  are 
expected  home  in  October,  after  passing  a  year  and  a 
half  in  Europe. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Spencer  C.  Buckbee  and  Mrs.  Alfred 
Holman  have  been  passing  several  weeks  at  Castle  Crag. 

Miss  Blanding  will  be  during  the  autumn  and  winter 
at  the  Hotel  Richelieu. 

Mrs.  C.  de  Noon,  Mrs.  F.  B.  Lewis,  and  Miss  Mabel 
de  Noon  will  soon  return  from  the  East,  and  will  reside  at 
2024  Jackson  Street. 

Mr.  J.  J.  Crooks  has  gone  to  Chicago  to  meet  his  wife 
and  accompany  her  home.  They  will  pass  the  winter  at 
the  Hotel  Richelieu. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  C.  P.  Eellswill  remain  at  their  cottage  in 
Ross  Valley  until  October. 

Mrs.  W.  R.  Quinan  will  pass  the  winter  with  relatives 
in  the  Eastern  States. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Charles  Holbrook,  the  Misses  Holbrook, 
and  Mr.  Henry  M.  Holbrook  will  remain  at  their  Menlo 
Park  villa  until  winter. 

Mr.  Peter  Donahue  Martin  is  visiting  in  Los  Angeles. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  W.  Mayo  Newhall,  who  have  been  pass- 
ing the  season  at  their  villa  near  Redwood  City,  will  re- 
turn to  this  city  early  in  October. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Morris  Newton  visited  Santa  Cruz  last 
Saturday  and  Sunday. 

Mr.  Sidney  E.  Mezes  left  last  Sunday  for  Austin,  Tex., 
to  fill  the  chair  of  moral  philosophy  at  the  University  of 
Texas. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  D.  B.  Davidson  have  returned  from  San 
Rafael,  where  they  stayed  during  the  summer,  and  have 
taken  rooms  at  the  Hotel  Richelieu  for  the  winter. 

Mr.  and  Mrs,  William  S.  Barnes  have  removed  to  2442 
Jackson  Street. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  R.  G.  Brown  and  Miss  Florinne  Brown, 
of  Oakland,  are  passing  a  month  at  Castle  Crag. 

Miss  Hope  Ellis,  of  Marysville,  is  here  on  a  visit  to 
friends. 

Mrs.  EdgarJ.de  Pue  and  family  are  visiting  Castle 
Crag. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  H.  Alston  Williams  and  Miss  Cora  Caduc 
have  returned  from  Santa  Cruz,  where  they  passed  the 
summer. 

Miss  Mamie  Burling  went  to  Del  Monte  last  Saturday 
on  a  brief  visit. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  A.  W.  Scholle  and  family  have  returned 
from  Del  Monte,  where  they  passed  the  summer,  and  will 
stay  at  the  Palace  Hotel  during  the  winter. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  H.  E.  Huntington  and  family  are  at  the 
Hotel  Richelieu,  where  they  will  pass  the  winter. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Mansfield  Lovell  have  returned  from  San 
Rafael  after  passing  the  summer  there. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Ignatz  Steinhart  have  returned  to  the  city 
after  passing  the  summer  in  San  Rafael,  and  are  occupy- 
ing their  residence  on  Sutter  Street. 

Mrs.  Samuel  Hort  has  taken  rooms  at  the  Hotel  Rich- 
elieu for  the  season. 

Mrs.  D.  A.  Shindler.  nie  Page,  of  Portland,  Or.,  is 
visiting  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Andrew  S.  Moseley,  who  recently 
returned  from  Lake  Tahoe. 

Mrs.  E.  M.  Styne  and  family  returned  from  Washing- 
ton last  Thursday,  and  are  residing  at  The  Colonial. 

Mrs.  Isaac  Hecht  and  Miss  Elsie  Hecht  are  visiting 
Del  Monte  for  several  weeks. 

Dr.  H.  B.  de  Marville  has  returned  to  the  city  after 
passing  the  summer  at  San  Rafael. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  W.  Joseph  L.  Kiemlff,  nie  Paddock,  are 
occupying  their  new  home,  2013  Haste  Street,  Dwight 
Way,  Berkeley,  and  will  receive  on  the  first  and  third 
Tuesdays  after  October  1st. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Allison  C.  Bonnell  and  Miss  Buckley 
have  returned  from  a  visit  to  friends  in  San  Jose". 

Mrs.  William  Irwin  and  her  daughter,  Miss  Emma 
Irwin,  have  returned  to  the  city,  and  are  staying  at  The 
Colonial. 

Dr.  W.  R.  Cluness  and  the  Misses  Cluness  are  at  Menlo 
Park. 

Miss  Lena  Schell  has  returned  from  a  prolonged  visit  to 
relatives  in  the  Eastern  States. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Samuel  G.  Murphy  and  Miss  Ethel 
Murphy  are  passing  this  month  at  the  Hotel  Richelieu, 
and  will  remain  there  until  late  in  October,  when  Mrs. 
and  Miss  Murphy  will  leave  to  visit  the  Eastern  States. 

Colonel  and  Mrs.  George  B.  Sperry  and  Miss  Sperry  re- 
turned from  Del  Monte  early  in  the  week,  and  were  sev- 
eral days  at  the  California  Hotel. 

Mr.  Carleton  C.  Coleman  and  Mr.  Robert  L.  Coleman 
have  returned  from  a  prolonged  Eastern  trip. 

Misses  Jennie  and  Emma  McMillan  are  visiting  Miss 
Hunter  at  her  home  near  Vallejo,  and  will  remain  there 
until  October  ist. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  M.  S.  Grinbaum  are  at  the  California 
Hotel  for  the  season. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  John  E.  de  Ruyter  will  remain  at  Sausa- 
lito  during  the  autumn  and  winter. 

Captain  and  Mrs.  A.  H.  Payson  have  returned  to  their 
home  in  San  Mateo,  after  passing  most  of  the  summer  at 
Del  Monte. 

Mr.  Lawrence  Van  Winkle  and  Miss  Van  Winkle  have 
returned  from  Castle  Crag. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Arthur  Page  will  pass  the  autumn  and 
winter  at  their  cottage  in  Belvedere. 

Dr.  Louis  C.  Deane  has  returned  to  San  Francisco- 
He  has  been  pursuing  his  studies  for  some  time  abroad 
under  the  tutelage  of  Panos  and  Trousseau,  and  has  for 


the  past  year  been  connected  with  the  Opthalmic  Hospi- 
tal, in  New  York,  where  he  had  taken  a  post-graduate 
degree.  He  will  sojourn  awhile  on  this  coast.  It  is, 
however,  an  open  question  whether  or  not  he  will  remain 
permanently,  as  he  has  been  offered  many  inducements 
not  to  relinquish  his  connection  with  Dr.  Knapp,  with 
whom  he  has  distinguished  himself  in  his  specialty  of  the 
eye. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  H.  M.  Yerrington,  of  Carson  City,  New, 
are  at  the  Palace  Hotel. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Irving  M.  Scott  and  Miss  Alice  Scott 
have  returned  to  the  city,  after  passing  a  couple  of  months 
at  Castle  Crag. 

Mrs.  M.  A.  Burns  and  Mr.  O.  N.  Burns  have  taken 
rooms  at  the  California  Hotel  for  the  season. 

Mr.  William  Herman  and  family  have  taken  rooms  at 
The  Colonial  for  the  winter. 

Mrs.  William  H.  Keith  and  Miss  Eliza  D.  Keith  are 
now  at  San  Jose,  after  passing  a  week  at  Santa  Cruz. 

Miss  Helen  Hyde,  who  has  been  studying  art  in 
Europe  for  the  past  three  years,  has  returned  to  the  city, 
and  is  staying  at  the  residence  of  her  aunt,  Mrs.  David 
Bi.xler,  on  Union  Street. 

Mrs.  B.  Chandler  Howard  will  leave  Yokohama  on 
November  8th  for  this  city  on  a  visit  to  her  father,  Mr. 
George  Hopps. 

Mrs.  M.  B.  M.  Toland  has  returned  from  San  Rafael 
and  will  pass  the  winter  at  2830  Howard  Street. 

Mrs.  A.  G.  Booth,  who  has  been  passing  the  summer  at 
her  cottage  in  the  Santa  Cruz  Mountains,  has  returned 
to  the  city,  and  is  occupying  her  residence,  2510  Wash- 
ington Street. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Homer  S.  King  were  at  the  Hotel  Savoy, 
in  London,  a  fortnight  ago. 

Mr.  J.  J,  Chappell  is  passing  a  couple  of  weeks  hunt- 
ing in  Lake  County. 

Mrs.  Cosmo  Morgan  has  returned  from  a  two  months' 
visit  to  Southern  California,  and  is  at  her  residence,  1406 
Alice  Street,  in  Oakland. 

Miss  Mabel  Love  is  visiting  friends  in  Sacramento. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Hermann  Oelrichs  and  Miss  Virginia 
Fair  will  arrive  here  from  New  York  late  in  November, 
and  will  remain  about  one  month.  They  will  occupy  the 
Fairjnansion  on  Pine  Street. 

Misses  Irene  and  Hattie  Tay,  who  have  been  passing 
a  year  in  Philadelphia  and  New  York,  are  expected  to  re- 
turn home  next  month. 

Mr.  William  L.  Gerstle  will  return  from  Unalaska  in 
October  after  an  absence  of  six  months. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  J.  W.  Howard  were  at  the  Murray  Hill 
Hotel  in  New  York  city  last  week. 

Mr.  Henry  W.  Redington  left  New  York  for  Havre  last 
Saturday  on  the  steamer  La.  Bourgogne. 


Army  and  Navy  News. 

The  latest  personal  notes  relative  to  army  and 
navy  people  at  the  various  posts  around  San  Fran- 
cisco are  appended  : 

The  engagement  is  announced  of  Lieutenant  William 
Carroll  RafTerty,  First  Artillery,  U.  S.  A.,  and  Miss  Julia 
M.  Kilpatrick,  daughter  of  the  late  General  Judson  Kil- 
patrick,  ex-Minister  of  the  United  States  to  Chili.  With 
her  mother  and  sister  she  has  resided  at  the  Murray  Hill 
Hotel,  New  York  city,  since  their  return  from  Chili,  and 
has  been  in  New  York  society  for  four  years. 

The  wedding  of  Miss  Maria  Ynez  Shorb,  daughter  of 
Mr.  J.  de  Barth  Shorb,  of  Los  Angeles,  and  Passed- 
Assistant-Surgeon  Stephen  Stuart  White,  U.  S.  N.,  took 
place  last  Wednesday  at  the  Mission  Church  at  San 
Gabriel,  Los  Angeles  County. 

Surgeon  Millard  H.  Crawford,  U.  S.  N..  who  was 
ordered  to  duty  on  the  Bennington,  has  been  ordered  to 
the  East. 

Passed-Assistant-Paymaster  S.  L.  Heap,  U.  S.  N.,  has 
been  ordered  to  the  naval  hospital  at  Yokohama,  and  will 
leave  for  that  port  on  September  25th. 

Passed  Assistant  Paymaster  C.  M.  Ray,  U.  S.  N.,  has 
been  detached  from  the  naval  hospital  at  Yokohama  and 
ordered  home,  when  he  will  be  placed  on  waiting  orders. 

Captain  Frank  de  L.  Camngton,  First  Infantry,  U.  S. 
A.,  and  Lieutenant  L.  H.  Strother,  First  Infantry,  U.  S. 
A.,  have  gone  to  Vancouver  Barracks,  Wash.,  for  duty 
during  the  small  arms  competition  for  the  Departments  of 
California  and  the  Columbia. 

Lieutenant  John  Stafford,  Eighth  Infantry,  U.  S.  A., 
who  has  been  taking  a  detachment  of  recruits  to  Fort 
Canby,  Wash.,  is  expected  here  to-morrow  to  visit  rela- 
tives for  a  few  days  prior  to  returning  to  his  post.  Mrs. 
Stafford  has  been  passing  the  summer  here  with  her 
parents,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  C.  V.  S.  Gibbs,  at  their  residence, 
722  Post  Street. 

Lieutenant  and  Mrs.  James  Ashley  Turner,  U.  S.  N., 
have  taken  a  cottage  in  San  Rafael,  where  they  will  re- 
main during  the  winter. 

Lieutenant  Charles  G.  Starr,  First  Infantry,  U.  S.  A., 
has  gone'to  Los  Angeles  to  take  temporary  charge  of  the 
office  and  perform  the  duties  of  Major  William  A.  Elder- 
kin,  U.  S.  A.,  Commissary  of  Subsistence. 

Lieutenant  Garland  N.  Whistler,  Fifth  Artillery,  U.  S. 
A.,  is  at  present  attracting  much  attention  by  reason  of 
his  scheme  for  utilizing  the  force  represented  by  the  tidal 
motions  of  the  North  and  East  Rivers  in  the  vicinity  of 
New  York  by  generating  and  storing  electricity  by  sim- 
ple mechanical  and  hydraulic  methods.  The  limitless  re- 
sources of  power  and  the  general  possibilities  in  his 
scheme  as  figured  would  almost  revolutionize  daily  life  in 
the  city,  not  only  with  reference  to  house-work,  but  a 
modification  of  climate,  if  desired,  is  considered  feasible. 
While  the  cost  will,  of  course,  be  enormous  and  the  work 
stupendous,  competent  engineers  are  free  to  indorse  the 
plan  as  practicable  should  a  private  corporation  or  the 
municipal  authorities  go  ahead  with  such  an  undertaking. 
— Army  and  Navy  Register. 

Lieutenant  D.  D.  Johnson,  Fifth  Artillery,  U.  S.  A., 
has  returned  to  college  duty  at  St.  Louis, 

Lieutenant  Frank  Greene,  Signal  Corps,  U.  S.  A.,  has 
been  granted  one  month's  leave  of  absence,  with  permis- 
sion to  apply  for  an  extension  of  two  months. 

Lieutenant  W.  W.  Galbraith,  Fifth  Artillery,  U.  S.  A., 
left  for  Napa  last  Tuesday  on  recruiting  service. 

Lieutenant  and  Mrs.  Ogden  Rafferty,  U.  S.  A.,  Cap- 
tain W.  E.  Dougherty,  U.  S.  A.,  Lieutenant  George  W. 
Kirkham,  U.  S.  A.,  Lieutenant  Lincoln  F.  Killjourne,  U. 
S.  A.,  and  Lieutenant  J.  R.  Binns,  U.  S.  A.,  were  among 
the  army  people  who  registered  at  the  California  Hotel 
during  the  past  week. 

Ensign  C.  D.  Stearns,  U.  S.  N.,  has  been  detached 
from  the  Philadelphia  and  ordered  to  the  Thetis, 


MUSICAL    NOTES. 

The  following  pupils  of  Mr.  H.  B.  Pasmore 
have  sung  in  public  during  the  past  week  :  Misses 
Elna  Olsson,  Irma  Fitch,  and  Mary  Louise 
Carr  sang  for  the  Women's  Press  Club.  Miss 
Fitch,  who  has  been  engaged  by  the  Heine  Con- 
cert Company  to  sing  for  a  number  of  concerts  in 
the  interior,  sang  at  Vallejo  ;  Miss  Lillian  Good- 
man sang  for  Alfred  Wilkie  at  Palo  Alto  ;  and  Miss 
Esther  Needham  in  Berkeley. 


—  Spectacles  and  eye-glasses  accurately 
fitted  at  reasonable  prices.  Henry  Kahn  &  Co., 
opticians,  642  Market  Street,  Chronicle  Building. 


—  For  engagement,  wedding,  and  birth- 
day  presents  do  not  fail  to  visit  S.  &  G.  Gump's, 
113  Geary  Street. 


—  Shreve's  Gun  Store  moved  to  739  Mar- 
ket  Street,  opposite  Examiner  office.     Look  at  it  I 


—  Cooper's,  746  Market  Street. 


Mr.  H.  J.  Stewart  will  give  his  first  organ  recital 
at  the  First  Unitarian  Church  at  three  o'clock  on 
Saturday  afternoon,  September  29th,  assisted  by 
Mr.  Thomas  Rickard,  Miss  Anna  Miller  Wood, 
Mrs.  Birmingham,  Mr.  John  Marquardt,  and  Mr. 
F.  K.  Tobin.  It  will  be  the  first  of  a  series  of  six 
recitals  to  be  given  under  the  auspices  of  and  in 
aid  of  the  Society  for  Christian  Work,  an  auxiliary 
of  the  church. 


Mr.  Ugo  Talbo  announces  a  soiree  musicale  to 
take  place  next  Wednesday  evening.  He  will  be 
assisted  by  Mile.  Touaillon,  Mrs.  W.  Ladd,  Miss 
Ella  Lawrie,  Mrs.  Batchelder,  Mr.  Frank  S. 
Mitchell,  Mr,  George  Mc Bride,  Mr.  Hermann 
Brandt,  Dr.  A.  T.  Regensburger,  Mr.  Walter  C. 
Campbell,  and  Mr.  Hugo  Mansfeldt. 


You 

know  what  you  are 

eating    when    you    use 

Cpianas 

Baking  Powder 

Its    true    composition    is 
given  on   every  label. 

'  Pure  "  and  "  Sure." 


TEACHER    OR    GOVERNESS. 

A  highly  educated  young  lady  desires  a  position  as 
teacher  or  governess— city  or  country.  Speaks  German. 
Prepares  for  college.     Address  "  X,'   this  office. 


Attention,  Connoisseurs ! 

1881 
WHISKY 


Exported    to    Bermuda,    thence 
to   Bremen,   thence   to    Hamburg, 
and    then    by    ship    Orpheus,    five 
years  ago,  to  this  port,  laying  in 
_  bonded    warehouse.      Here    is    an 

Rr-lMPnnTFn  opportunity  for  connoisseurs  to 
IlL'llllr  Ull  I  LUa  buy  one  barrel  or  more  direct  from 
bonded  warehouse.  Orders  will  be  given  on  warehouse. 
After  thirteen  years,  the  natural  evaporation  being  great, 
the  barrels  now  contain  from  25  to  27  gallons  of  PURE 
WHISKY,  originally  45  to  47  gallons.  Will  sell  at 
$5.50  per  gallon,  re-gauged.  Send  your  orders  for 
same  to  MAU,  SADLER  &  CO., 

49  Beale  Street,  S.  F. 


For  Baby's  Skin 
Scalp 
and 
Hair  use 
Cuticura  Soap 

The  most  effective  skin  purifying  and  beau- 
tifying soap  in  the  world,  as  well  as  purest 
and  sweetest  for  toilet  and  nursery.  For 
distressing  eruptions,  pimples,  blackheads, 
scalp  irritations,  dry.  thin,  and  falling  hair, 
red,  rough  hands,  chafings,  simple  rashes, 
and  blemishes  of  childhood,  it  is  absolutely 
incomparable.  Mothers  and  nurses  pro- 
nounce it  the  only  perfect  baby  soap. 


Bold  throughout  the  world.  Prico,25c.  PoTTEB 
Druo  and  Cheh.  Coup.,  Sole  Props.,  Boston. 
4S-  "All  About  Baby's  bklu,"  mailed  free. 


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CALIFORNIA 


HOTEL 


Is  the  most  comfortable  and  home-like  hostelry 
in  the  city.  The  rooms  are  sunny  and  cheerful. 
The  furniture  is  new,  rich,  and  luxurious. 
Guests  receive  polite  attention  and  uniform 
courtesy  from  all  employees.  The  rates  are  moder- 
ate. Special  terms  to  permanent  guests.  The 
Hotel  is  conducted  on  both 
the  American  and  Euro- 
pean plan.  The  new  Amer- 
ican Dining-Room  is  on  the 
eighth  floor.  Entrance  to 
the  California  Theatre  from 
the  Hotel  office.  The  Cal- 
ifornia Hotel  is  absolutely 
fire-proof. 


R.  H. 

Warfield, 
Proprietor. 


THE  HOTEL  RICHELIEU 

H.  E.  Cor.  Van  Ness  and  Myrtle  Avenues. 


The    Principal    and    Finest 

Family    Hotel  of  San  Francisco. 
Special    Pride    Taken    in    tlie 

Excellence    of  the    Cuisine. 
Elegantly    Furnished    Rooms 

Single    and    En    Suite. 
Permanent   Guests    Will    be 

Given    Special    Kates. 
Elevator  Runs  Day  and  Night. 


HOTEL  RICHELIEU  GO. 


THE  ARGONAUT  CLURRING  LIST  FOR  1894 


By  special  arrangement  with  the  publishers,  and  by  concessions  in  price  on  both  sides,  we  are  enabled 
to  make  the  following  offer,  open  to  all  subscribers  direct  to  this  office  : 

The  Argonaut  and  the  Century  for  One  Tear,  by  Mail 97.00 

The  Argonaut  and  the  Independent  for  One  Tear,  by  Mail 6.00 

The  Argonaut  and  Scribner's  Magazine  for  One  Tear,  by  Mail 6.00 

The  Argonaut  and  St.  Nicholas  for  One  Tear,  by  Mail 6.00 

The  Argonaut  and  the  Magazine  of  Art  for  One  Tear,  by  Mail 6.30 

The  Argonaut  and  Harper's  Magazine  for  One  Tear,  by  Mail 6.50 

The  Argonaut  and  Harper's  "Weekly  for  One  Tear,  by  Mail 6.70 

The  Argonaut  and  Harper's  Bazar  for  One  Tear,  by  Mail 6.70 

The  Argonaut  and  Harper's  Toung  People  for  One  Tear,  by  Mail 5.00 

The  Argonaut  and  the  Weekly  New  Tork  Tribune  (Republican)  for  One  Tear,  by  Mail  4.50 

The  Argonaut  and  the  Weekly  New  Tork  World  (Democratic)  for  One  Tear,  by  Mail.  4.50 

The  Argonaut,  the  Weekly  Tribune,  and  the  Weekly  World  for  One  Tear,  by  Mail. . .  5.50 

The  Argonaut  and  Political  Science  Quarterly  for  One  Tear,  by  .Mail 5.90 

The  Argonaut  and  the  English  Illustrated  Magazine  for  One  Tear,  by  Mall 4.85 

The  Argonaut  and  the  Atlantic  Monthly  for  One  Tear,  by  Mail 6.70 

The  Argonaut  and  Outing  for  One  Tear,  by  Mail 5.75 

The  Argonaut  and  Judge  for  One  Tear,  by  Mail 7.25 

The  Argonaut  and  Blackwood's  Magazine  (monthly)  for  One  Tear,  by  Mall 6.20 

The  Argonaut  and  the  Critic  for  One  Tear,  by  Mail 6.30 

The  Argonaut  and  Life  for  One  Tear,  by  Mail. 7.75 

T^ie  Argonaut  and  Puck  for  One  Tear,  by  Mail 7.50 

The  Argonaut  and  Demorest's  Family  Magazine  for  One  Tear,  by  Mail.. 5.00 

The  Argonaut  and  Current  Literature  for  One  Tear,  by  Mail.  5.90 

The  Argonaut  and  the  Nineteenth  Century  (monthly)  for  One  Tear,  by  Mail 7.35 

The  Argonaut  and  the  Argoay  for  One  Tear,  by  Mall 5.25 

The  Argonaut  and  the  Overland  Monthly  for  One  Tear,  by  Mall 5.75 

The  Argonaut  and  the  Review  of  Reviews  for  One  Tear,  by  Mail 5.75 

The  Argonaut  and  Upjiincott's  Magazine  for  One  Tea,r,  by  Mail 5.50 

The  Argonaut  and  the  North  American  Review  for  One  Tear,  by  Mail 7.50 

The  Argonaut  and  the  Cosmopolitan  for  One  Tear,  by  Mail 4.76 

The  Argonaut  and  the  Forum  for  One  Tear,  by  Mall 6.25 

The  Argonaut  and  Vogue  for  One  Tear,  by  Mall 6.50 

The  Argonaut  and  Littell's  Living  Age  for  One  Tear,  by  Mull 10.50 

WEDDING    WORK     A     SPECIALTY. 

DODGE   BOOK    AND    STATIONERY 

SUCCESSORS    TO    C.    BEACH, 
107    MONTGOMERY    ST..    "pp.  Occidental  n 


CO. 


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THE        ARGONAUT. 


September  24,  1894. 


Banks. 


THE  BANK  OF  CAUFOKNTA, 

SAN  FRANCISCO. 


Capital 83,000,000  00 

Surplus  and  Undivided  Profits    3,247,584  02 
January  x,  1894. 


William  Alvord President 

Thomas  Brown Cashier 

S.  Prentiss  Smith Assistant  Cashier 

Irving  F.  Moulton 2d  Assistant  Cashier 


New  York.. 


CORRESPONDENTS : 

!  Messrs.  Laidlaw  &  Co. 
The  Bank  of  New  York,  N.  B.  A. 

Boston Tremont  National  Bank 

London Messrs.  N.  M.  Rothschild  &  Sons 

Paris Messrs.  De  Rothschild  Freres 

Virginia  City,  Nev Agency  of  the  Bank  of  California 

Chicago Union  National  Bank 

St.  Louis Boatmen's  Bank 

Australia  and  New  Zealand Bank  of  New  Zealand 

China,  Japan,  and  India Chartered  Bank  of  India, 

Australia,  and  China 


Letters  of  Credit  issued  available  in  all  parts  of  the  world. 

Draw  direct  on  New  York,  Boston,  Chicago,  St.  Louis, 
Salt  Lake,  Denver,  Kansas  City,  New  Orleans,  Portland, 
Or.,  Los  Angeles,  and  on  London,  Paris,  Berlin,  Ham- 
burg, Bremen,  Frankfort-on-Main,  Copenhagen,  Stock- 
holm, Christiana,  Switzerland,  Melbourne,  Sydney,  Auck- 
land, Hong  Kong,  Shanghai,  Yokohama,  Genoa,  and  all 
cities  in  Italy. ^^ 


California  Safe  Deposit  and 
Trust  Co. 

PAID-UP  CAPITAL SI  ,000,000 


Corner  Montgomery  and  California  Sts.,  S.  F. 

J.  D.  Fry,  President.    Henry  Williams,  Vice-President. 
J.  Dalzell  Brown,  Secretary  and  Treasurer. 


This  Company  is  authorized  bylaw  to  act  as  Executor, 
Administrator,  Assignee,  Receiver,  or  Trustee.  It  is  a 
legal  depositary  for  Court  and  Trust  Funds.  Will  take 
entire  charge  of  Real  and  Personal  Estates,  collecting 
the  income  and  profits,  and  attending  to  all  such  details 
as  an  individual  in  like  capacity  could  do. 

Acts  as  Registrar  and  Transfer  Agent  of  all  Stocks 
and  Bonds. 

Receives  deposits  subject  to  check  and  allows  interest 
at  the  rate  of  two  per  cent,  per  annum  on  daily  balances. 
Issues  certificates  of  deposit  bearing  fixed  rates  of  interest. 

Receives  deposits  in  its  savings  department,  and  allows 
the  usual  rates  of  interest  thereon. 

RENTS  SAFES  inside  its  burglar-proof  vaults  at 
prices  from  $5  per  annum  upwards,  according  to  size. 
Valuables  of  all  kinds  may  be  stored  at  low  rates. 

Wills  drawn  and  taken  care  of  without 
charge.     Call  or  write  for  circular. 


WELLS  FARGO  &  CO.'S  BANK 

N.  E.  Cor.  Sansome  and  Sutter  Sts. 

San  Francisco,  Cal. 

Cash  Capital  and  Surplus »6, 350, 000 

iNO.  J.  Valentine,  President;  Homer  S.  King,  Manager. 
[.  Wadsworth,  Cashier ;  F.  L,  Lipman,  Asst-Cashier. 
Directors — John  J.  Valentine,  Benj.  P.  Cheney,  Oliver 
Eldridge,  Henry  E.  Huntington,  Homer  S.  King,  Geo.  E. 
Gray,  John  J.  McCook,  Charles  F.  Crocker,  DudleyEvans. 


BANK  OF  SISSON,   CROCKER  &  CO. 

(Incorporated  April  25,  1892.) 
322  Pine  Street,  San  Francinco. 

Directors : 
Geo.    W.    Scott,   President ;    W.    W.    Van  Arsdale, 
Cashier;  J.  H.  Strobridge,  D.  W.  Earl,  J.  H.  Sisson,  F. 
H.  Green,  J.  M.  Haven. 

Receives   deposits;    dealers   in    exchange;    a    general 
banking  business  transacted. 


Private  Wire  East. 

Market  Quotations  Received  Over  Our  Own 
Wire  Every  Fifteen  Minutes. 


MULCAHY,   TOWNSEND    i    CO. 

BANKERS    AND    BROKERS. 


CHICAGO: 
Grain  and  Provisions. 


new  york: 
Stocks  and  Bonds. 


401-05    CALIFORNIA    ST.,    S.    F. 


CONNECTICUT  FIRE  INSURANCE  CO. 

OF  HARTFORD. 


Cash  Capital 91,000,000 

AsBets 3,633,338 

Surplus  to  policy-holders 1,550,589 


ROBERT  DICKSON,  Manager,  San  Francisco. 
Boyd  &  Dickson,  San  Francisco,  Agents,  501  Mont- 
gomery Street.    General  Office,  401  Montgomery  St. 


BEFORE 


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BICYCLE 


Send  for  catalogue — free — 

Gormully  &  Jeffery  Mfg.  Co., 

Chicago.  Boston.  Washington.  New  York.  Brooklyn. 

General  Agent.  T.  H.  B.  VARNEY, 

1325  Market  Street,  San  Francisco. 


THE    ALLEGED    HUMORISTS. 


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ANDREWS'  UPRIGHT 

FOLDING  BEDS 

Office  and  School 

FURNITURE. 

OPERA  AND  CHURCH  CHAIRS 

C.  F.  WEBER  &  CO. 

Post  aud  Stockton  Sts.,  S.  F. 


Duggin — "  Wat  d'ye  t'ink  o' de  snake-charmer, 
Tim  ?  "  Tim  Wattles — "  Bet  ten  ter  one  de  snake 
is  blind,  Jimmy." — Boston  Courier. 

Miss  Beauti—"  How  do  you  like  my  new  photo- 
graph ?  "  Little  girl—"  It's  perfectly  lovely.  Did 
you  really  sit  for  it  yourself?  " — Good  News. 

Friend—"  Well,  Doc,  how's  business  ?  "  Doctor 
— "Fine.  Got  two  new  cases  in  the  next  room." 
Friend  —  "  What,  smallpox  ?  "  Doctor  —  "  No, 
champagne." — Puck. 

Warden — "  What  is  your  occupation  ?  "  Femal 
convict—"  Domestic."  Warden—"  Here,  turnkey, 
put  this  woman  in  irons  !  We  can't  run  any  risk  of 
jail-breaking." — Puck. 

Husband—"  H'm—er— what's  the  matter  with 
this  cake?"  Wife  (angrily)— "  Nothing  at  all. 
The  cook-book  says  it's  the  most  delicious  cake  that 
can  be  made." — Puck. 

He  (just  returned  from  the  East)—"  Do  you  know 
the  Hindu  girls  are  taught  to  think  of  marriage  as 
soon  as  they  can  talk  ?  "  She— "Really?  The  girls 
over  here  don't  want  any  teaching." — Pick-Me-Up. 

Jaspar—"  Rev.  Simon  Magnus  is  always  up  to 
date."  Jumpuppe — "What  is  his  latest  freak?" 
Jaspar—"  He  has  an  attendant  turn  on  a  calcium 
light  while  he  is  pronouncing  the  benediction." — 
Puck, 

Brown— "There  ought  never  be  any  dissension 
between  capital  and  labor."  Jones — "Why  so?" 
Brown — "Because  it  takes  just  as  much  labor  to 
obtain  the  capital  as  it  does  capital  to  get  the  labor." 
— Truth. 

Employer  (finding  his  clerk  asleep  at  the  desk) — 
"  Look  here,  Meyer,  you  can  clear  out  at  the 
month  -  end."  Clerk  (peevishly)  —  "  Well,  you 
needn't  have  wakened  me  so  soon  for  that !  " — 
Dorfbarbier. 

To  bind  the  bargain  :  Paisley — "  So  Jones  is  en- 
gaged to  the  heiress  !  Well,  I  never  thought  he 
cared  so  much  for  dollars  and  cents."  Baisley — 
"  You  don't  know  Jones.  It's  a  wonder  he  didn't 
ask  her  for  a  couple  of  hundred  on  account." — 
Puck. 

Ada — "  Wasn't  that  an  elaborate  wedding  of 
Miss  Coldplunks  at  the  Camel's  Eye  Memorial? 
Her  father  must  be  immensely  wealthy."  Ida — 
"  Yes  ;  but  he's  awfully  mean.  I  hear  the  rector 
got  little  or  nothing  out  of  it,  except  the  advertis- 
ing."— Puck. 

Mr.  Justjoined — "What  on  earth  are  you  trying 
to  do?"  Mrs.  Justjoined — "I  was  reading  about 
cooking  by  electricity,  so  I  hung  the  chops  on  the 
electric-bell  and  I've  been  pushing  the  button  for 
half  an  hour,  but  it  doesn't  seem  to  work." — 
Brooklyn  Eagle. 

"  Did  Miss  Flyppe  receive  many  proposals  while 
at  the  sea-shore?"  "  Many  !  Why,  receiving  pro- 
posals got  to  be  a  habit  with  her.  She  got  so  she 
could  not  even  hear  a  soda-water  bottle  pop  with- 
out exclaiming  :  '  This  is  so  sudden  ! '  "  —  In- 
dianapolis Journal. 

Senior  partner  (returning  from  vacation) — "  Who 
brought  dot  ting  in  our  store  ?  Take  it  oud,  right 
avay  !  "  Junior  partnei — "  Vot's  der  matter? 
Dot's  a  new  patent  vater  cooler  I  bought  last  veek." 
Senior  partner  (much  relieved)  —  "Oh!  —  dot's 
different— I  thought  it  vas  a  fire-egstinguisher  !  " — 
Puck. 

Farmer  Wayback  (starting  home  from  the  sta- 
tion)— "  Please,  ma'am,  do  you  wear  false  teeth?" 
Fair  boarder  (for  the  summer) — "  Sir!"  Farmer 
Wayback — "  Oh,  I  don't  mean  to  be  cur'ous.  Only 
this  road  is  a  leetle  rough,  and  ef  your  teeth  a'n't 
good  and  fast,  you'd  better  put  'em  in  your  pocket." 
— New  York   Weekly. 

Landsman — "From  what  you  have  observed  or 
learned  of  the  few  naval  engagements  of  late  years, 
what,  in  your  opinion,  is  the  chief  difference  be- 
tween modern  battle-ships  and  the  old  kind — when 
it  comes  to  actual  fighting  ?  "  Old  sailor — "  So  far 
as  I  hev  obsarved,  the  chief  difference  is  this  : 
The  old  kind,  when  hit,  went  down  ker-swash,  and 
the  new  kind  goes  down  ker-chug." — New  York 
Weekly. 

This  is  the  message  the  telegraph-messenger 
handed  to  him  :  "  Come  down  as  soon  as  you  can. 
I  am  dying. — KATE."  Eight  hours  later  he  arrived 
at  the  summer  hotel,  to  be  met  on  the  piazza  by 
Kate  herself.  "Why — what  did  you  mean  by 
sending  me  such  a  message?"  he  asked.  "Oh," 
she  gurgled,  "  I  wanted  to  say  that  I  was  dying  to 
see  you,  but  my  ten  words  ran  out  and  I  had  to 
stop." — Indianapolis  Journal. 


When  your  food  has  no  relish,  the  stomach  needs 
to  be  cleansed  and  strengthened  by  a  dose  or  two 
of  Ayer's  Pills. 


—  The  verv  latest  in  art  novelties  and 
pictures  are  constantly  being  received  at  S.  &  G. 
Gump's,  113  Geary  Street. 


-The  most  skilled  engravers  at  Cooper's. 


A    BETTER    COCKTAIL    AT    HOME   THAN    18 
SERVED  OVER  ANY  BAR  IN  THE  WORLD. 

(©©entails 

MANHATTAN,    MARTINI, 

WHISKY,     HOLLAND  CIN, 
TOM  CIN  and  VERMOUTH. 

For  the  YacVjfc, 

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Fop  the  fcjourjtains, 
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Fop  the  Carrjping  "Party, 
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For  everywhere  that  a  delicious  Cocktail  is 
appreciated .  We  prefer  that  y  ou  shou  Id  boy 
of  your  dealer;  if  he  does  not  keep  them  we 
will  send  a  selection  of  four  boules,  prepaid, 
for  S6.00. 

For  sale  by  all  Druggists  and  Dealers. 

6.  F.  HEUBLEIN  &  BRO„  Sole  Proprietors, 

39  Broadway.  New  York;  Hartford,  Connecticut;  and 
20  Piccadilly,  "W.  London,  England. 

SHERWOOD  &  SHERWOOD,  San  Francisco  Agents  for  Pacific  Coast. 
CHAS.    E. 

19  Montgomery 

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The  Argonaut 


Vol.  XXXV.      No.  14. 


San  Francisco,   October    i,    1894. 


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TABLE    OF    CONTENTS. 


Editorial:  The  Opening  of  the  National  Campaign — Speeches  by  Reed 
and  Hill  in  the  East,  Harrison  and  McKinley  in  the  West — The  Dem- 
ocratic Reign  of  Terror— The  Sugar  Trust  Tariff— Losses  under 
Democratic  Rule — The  War  in  the  East — The  Lesson  of  the  Battle  of 
the  Yula  for  Naval  Engineers — Great  Britain's  Wavering  Sympathies 
—The  Defection  of  Senator  Jones  from  the  Republican  Party— Ne- 
vada Republicans'  Silver  Plank — Why  Senator  Jones  Abandoned  his 
Paxty — Father  Brady's  Revision  of  Early  Roman  Catholic  History — 
He  Perpetuates  Some  Errors  of  Ecclesiastical  Annals — Government 
Ownership  of  Railroads — The  Experience  of  Belgium — Political  Mis- 
use of  Patronage — The  Defeat  of  Colonel   Breckenridge  in  Kentucky 

— A  Victory  for  Women 1-3 

The  White  Lady's  Gondolier  :  A  Venetian  Tale 4 

Ladies  of  the  Legion  of  Honor:  Our  Correspondent  writes  of  the 
Nine  Frenchwomen  who  have  Won  the  Red  Ribbon — Nuns  and 
Nurses  who  have  been  Decorated — How  Rosa  Bonheur  was  Given  the 
Decoration  by  Eugenie — The  Great  Woman  Painter's  Peculiarities — 
Her  Home  and  Her  Menagerie — Mine.  Dieulafoy  and  her  Trousers — 
Why  She  is  Allowed  to  Wear  Them — Mme.  Coralie  Cohen  and  Other 

Women  whom  the  Nation  has  Honored 5 

Individualities  :  Notes  About  Prominent  People  all  Over  the  World 5 

Letters  of  Two  Brothers:  Extracts  from  the  Correspondence  of  Gen- 
eral W,  T.  Sherman  and  Senator  John  Sherman — "  Old  Tecumseh  "  in 

Early  California — Inner  Light  on  the  Civil  War 6 

Old  Favorites:  "The  Court-Suit,"  by  Beranger;  "  On  a  Velvet  Coat  of 

the  Last  Century  " 7 

A  European  Charmer:  Our  Correspondent  tells  how  she  Flashed  on 
New  York  at  Koster  and  Bial's — Her  Long  List  of  Lovers,  Royal. 
Princely,  and  Noble — A  Scrap  for  Di  Dio's  Sake-— Other  Things  at 
the  Theatres  —Preparations    for    the    Coming    Season — Why    Baron 

Oscar  Hammerstein  Hissed  Di  Dio— Romances  of  her  Conquests 7 

Literary  Notes:  Personal  and  Miscellaneous  Gossip — New  Publica- 
tions— Journalistic  Chit-Chat — Pasquier's  Memoirs. 8-9 

Drama  :  Villains  of  the  Modern  Drama — Stage  Gossip 10 

Vanitv  Fair n 

The  Great  Unshod:  A  Diplomat's  Experience  in  Japan 12 

Nitro-Glycerine  :  A  Problem 12 

Storyettes:  Grave  and  Gay,  Epigrammatic  and  Otherwise — Whistler's 
Joke  on  Oscar  Wilde — A  Loss  in  a  Railway  Accident — "George 
Eliot's"  Husband's  Pun — Admiral  Drake's  Bravery — She  Said  her 
Graces — An  Engraver's  Adventure  with  an  Art-Critic — How  Esquimaux 
Women  Accepted  a  Kindness — The  Rajah  and  the  Seidlitz  Powders — 
A  Father's  Presumption — An  Anecdote  of  Bismarck  —  Lord  Ellen- 
borough  J  oked  and  J  oking 13 

Society:  Movements  and  Whereabouts — Notes  and   Gossip — Army  and 

Navy  News I4_I5 

The  Alleged  Humorists:  Paragraphs  Ground  out  by  the  Dismal  Wits 
of  the  Day 16 


The  national  campaign  has  fairly  begun.  The  leaders  of 
the  two  great  parties  have  appeared  upon  the  hustings,  to 
explain,  to  defend,  and  to  denounce.  The  denunciation 
comes  from  the  Republican  speakers  ;  the  excuses  and  ex- 
planations from  the  Democrats.  Who  excuses  himself, 
accuses  himself. 

.  During  the  past  week  the  country  has  heard  ex-Speaker 
Reed  and  Senator  Hill  in  the  East,  and  ex-President  Har- 
rison and  Governor  McKinley  in  the  West.  All  of  them 
are  able  men.  It  is  the  belief  of  many  Democrats  and  of 
most  Republicans  that  Senator  Hill  is  one  of  the  ablest,  if 
not  the  ablest,  in  his  party.  Yet  his  speech  at  Saratoga  be- 
fore the  New  York  State  Democratic  Convention  shows  how 
poor  a  defense  can  be  made  of  a  bad  cause  by  a  skilled, 
adroit,  and  able  advocate.  Senator  Hill  said,  among  other 
things,  that  "the  financial  panic  of  1893  was  Republican," 
and  ascribed  it  to  the  McKinley  tariff.  This  is  rather  hard 
to  prove.  As  ex-President  Harrison  said,  speaking  on  the 
same  day  at  Indianapolis  :  "  It  is  true  the  McKinley  tariff 
was  a  law  until  the  twenty-ninth  of  August,  when  the 
Gorman  bill  was  passed.  But  it  was  not  a  law  in  any  sense 
that  a  merchant  or  manufacturer  could  act  upon  it.    Though 


alive  on  the  statute-books,  it  was,  in  a  business  sense, 
dead." 

This  is  eminently  true.  The  moment  the  Democratic 
party  came  into  power,  with  their  threats  of  an  organized 
assault  on  protection  to  American  industry,  the  Republican 
tariff  law,  the  bulwark  of  that  industry,  became  as  if  it  did 
not  exist.  During  most  of  the  past  two  years  the  business 
community  has  not  been  living  under  a  Republican  Tariff 
Law,  but  under  a  Democratic  Reign  of  Terror. 

Concerning  the  Sugar  Trust  Tariff  which  the  Democratic 
party  has  presented  to  the  country,  Senator  Hill  says  that 
"  it  does  not  in  all  respects  meet  the  public  expectations." 
It  certainly  does  not.  The  father  of  the  House  bill,  Mr. 
William  L.  Wilson,  has  denounced  it ;  the  most  eloquent  of 
the  Democratic  congressmen,  one  hailing  from  Senator  Hill's 
own  State,  Mr.  Bourke  Cockran,  has  denounced  it ;  all  of 
the  Republican  and  most  of  the  Democratic  congressmen 
have  denounced  it ;  all  of  the  Republican  and  many  of  the 
Democratic  newspapers  have  denounced  it ;  Grover  Cleve- 
land, when  he  stigmatized  it  as  "party  perfidy  and  dishonor" 
and  as  a  concession  to  "the  communism  of  pelf,"  vigorously 
denounced  it ;  and  on  the  sixth  of  next  November  we  think 
that  Senator  Hill  will  find  a  majority  made  up  of  several 
millions  of  voters  who  will  denounce  it,  too. 

No,  on  the  whole  it  seems  as  though  the  Sugar  Trust 
Tariff,  to  use  the  language  of  the  senior  senator  from  New 
York,  "  does  not  in  all  respects  meet  the  public  expecta- 
tions." 

Senator  Hill  quickly  abandons  the  defense  of  the  Sugar 
Trust  Tariff — it  is  rather  a  large  dish  of  crow  to  eat,  for  he 
had  vigorously  opposed  it  in  the  Senate — and  turns  to  the 
less  difficult  task  of  counseling  Democratic  unity.  He  tells 
his  hearers  that  the  Republicans  of  New  York  State  are  so 
flushed  with  the  hope  of  victory  that  they  have  become  care- 
less. This,  we  think,  is  true.  But  the  extreme  diffidence 
which  is  shown  by  Governor  Flower,  Wm.  C.  Whitney, 
and  other  leading  Democratic  politicians  about  accepting 
the  nomination  for  governor  this  year  looks  ominous  for  the 
Democracy.  As  we  write,  the  nomination  has  been  forced 
upon  Senator  Hill,  in  the  face  of  his  strenuous  opposition. 

In  the  brief  speech  made  by  ex-President  Harrison  at 
Indianapolis  on  the  same  day  that  Senator  Hill  spoke  at 
Saratoga,  the  ex-President  unconsciously  refuted  all  the 
statements  made  by  Senator  Hill.  Among  other  things, 
General  Harrison  remarked  that  two  years  ago  this  country 
— already  the  most  prosperous  in  the  world — "  stood  upon 
the  highest  pinnacle  of  prosperity  it  had  ever  attained." 
This,  he  said,  was  not  the  verdict  of  politicians,  but  the 
verdict  of  commercial  reports.  As  our  readers  know,  we 
have  drawn  largely  upon  these  same  commercial  reports 
during  the  past  eighteen  months,  and  the  only  inferences  to 
be  drawn  from  them  were,  to  our  thinking,  that  the  Demo- 
cratic accession  to  power  had  largely  caused  the  change. 
This  change,  says  General  Harrison,  was  from  prosperity  to 
distress  and  disaster — "the  losses  defy  calculation;  it  has 
been  said  that  they  exceed  the  cost  of  the  great  Civil 
War." 

It  would  indeed  be  difficult  to  calculate  the  losses  of  the 
last  two  years  under  Democratic  rule.  The  amount  would 
be  up  in  the  billions.  But  while  the  losses  caused  by  the 
Civil  War  are  compensated  for,  to  an  extent,  by  the  irre- 
vocable extinguishment  of  the  pernicious  doctrine  of  seces- 
sion, the  losses  caused  by  the  Democratic  panic  of  1893 
show  as  yet  no  signs  of  compensation.  All  that  we  may 
hope  for  in  that  line  is  that  the  people  may  see  the  folly  of 
again  intrusting  the  government  to  a  party  which  has  shown 
itself  utterly  incompetent  to  conduct  that  government.  And 
as  the  compensation  for  the  losses  "by  the  Civil  War  of 
1 86 1 -5  was  the  extinguishment  of  secession,  so  may  the 
compensation  for  the  losses  by  the  Democratic  panic  of 
1893-4  be  the  extinction  of  the  Democratic  party. 

The  mists  which  have  overhung  the  war  news  from  China 
and  Japan  are  clearing  away  and  a  few  facts  are  coming  to 
light.  The  official  report  of  Admiral  Ito,  who  commanded 
the  Japanese  fleet  at  the  battle  of  Monday,  September  17th, 


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has  been  received,  and  there   is  no  reason  to  question  the 
truth  of  many  of  the  statements  it  contains. 

It  seems  that  the  Japanese  were  aware  of  the  purpose  of 
the  enemy  to  land  troops,  from  transports  at  the  mouth  of 
the  River  Yalu,  and  they  resolved  to  intercept  them.  The 
transports  were  sighted  early  in  the  morning  of  the  seven- 
teenth, a  full  head  of  steam  was  put  on,  and  the  two  fleets 
approached  within  fighting  distance  at  noon.  The  Japanese 
fleet  numbered  eleven  warships,  the  Chinese  fourteen  war- 
ships and  six  torpedo-boats  ;  but  it  seems  possible  that  some 
of  the  transports  which  were  conveying  troops  to  Corea 
may  be  included  among  the  warships.  As  soon  as  the  gun- 
ners got  the  range,  fire  was  opened,  and  was  kept  up  till 
nightfall,  by  which  time,  after  five  hours'  incessant  fighting, 
four  of  the  Chinese  warships,  according  to  Admiral  Ito, 
were  sunk,  and  three  set  on  fire.  No  Japanese  vessel  was 
sunk.  Three  were  injured,  one  of  them  so  severely  as  to  be 
crippled.  On  the  following  morning  the  Japanese  would 
have  renewed  the  conflict,  but  the  enemy  was  not  to  be  seen. 
It  is  stated  that  seven  thousand  of  the  Chinese  troops  in  the 
transports  were  safely  landed. 

The  net  result  of  the  battle  is  a  moral  as  well  as  a  mate- 
rial blow  to  China.  The  seven  vessels  of  war  which  are 
said  to  have  been  sunk  or  burned  can  be  replaced  ;  but  the 
prestige  of  China  has  suffered  a  shock  which  nothing  but  a 
victory  can  repair.  The  battle  of  the  Yalu  will  impress 
Orientals  with  the  idea  that  at  sea  the  Japanese  are  superior 
to  their  antagonists,  and  will  incline  the  authorities  at  Peking 
to  withdraw  from  the  contest  before  graver  casualties  have 
occurred. 

To  say  that  the  battle  is  a  disappointment  to  the  maritime 
powers  is  only  to  state  what  naval  men  are  repeating 
everywhere.  There  has  been  but  one  example  of  a  naval 
battle  since  the  invention  of  modern  naval  gunner)' ;  that  was 
twelve  years  ago  at  Alexandria  in  Egypt,  and  on  that  occa- 
sion the  Egyptians  had  no  fleet  and  few  great  guns.  It 
was  expected  that  this  war  between  China  and  Japan  would 
furnish  sailors  with  an  object-lesson  which  might  assist  their 
education.  But  the  lesson  is  rather  puzzling  than  instruct- 
ive. Gunners  tell  us  that  a  battle  between  two  ships 
armed  with  modern  artillery  should  not  last  over  ten 
minutes  ;  one  of  the  two  should  be  sunk,  or  crippled,  or  on 
fire  before  the  lapse  of  a  quarter  of  an  hour.  But  these 
two  fleets  battered  away  at  each  other  for  five  hours,  and  the 
battle  only  ended  when  night  felL  One  of  two  things, 
either  the  guns  were  of  much  smaller  calibre  than  our  ships 
carry,  or  they  were  badly  handled.  It  has  been  suggested 
that  the  combatants  fought  at  long  range,  and  this  seems 
probable. 

What  part  was  taken  in  the  battle  by  torpedoes  is  not  yet 
clear.  One  story  says  that  the  Chinese  warships  which  were 
sunk  were  struck  by  torpedoes,  which  implies  that  the  ves- 
sels engaged  were  at  pretty  close  quarters  ;  but  we  shall 
have  to  wait  for  further  information  before  feeling  sure  about 
this.  The  few  official  accounts  which  we  have,  make  no 
mention  of  torpedoes.  American  naval  officers  have  always 
counted  torpedoes  among  our  most  effective  weapons  of 
offense. 

It  must  always  be  remembered  that  naval  conflicts  be- 
tween the  belligerents  will  be  nothing  but  skirmishes  unless 
China  should  lay  hands  on  Y'okohama  or  Japan  should  seize 
Tien-tsin.  Peace  can  only  be  won  on  dry  land.  This  is 
clearly  discerned  by  the  Japanese,  whose  newspapers  have 
been  talking  in  a  wild  way  about  the  capture  of  Pekin.  It 
is  hardly  likely  that  the  little  brown  men  will  get  so  far  from 
their  base  as  that  ;  but  if  they  captured  Moukden,  the  chief 
city  of  Mantchooria  and  the  depot  of  the  treasures  of  the  im- 
perial family,  they  would  be  in  a  position  to  dictate  terms  of 
peace  which  China  might  accept.  Unfortunately  for  Japan, 
the  season  forbids  active  field  operations  in  Mantchooria. 
The  winter  is  as  severe  as  it  is  in  Central  Russia  ;  an  invad- 
ing army  of  Japanese  might  repeat  the  experience  of  Na- 
poleon's Grand  Army  on  its  retreat  from  Moscow.  In  the 
summer  season,  Moukden  might  prove  a  convenient  base  for 
a  campaign  against  Pekin  ;  but  the  rivers  will  not  be 
able  for  transportation  purposes  till  April.     Ten 


THE        ARGONAUT. 


October  i,  1894. 


the  French  figured  on  an  invasion  of  Northern  China,  to 
end  with  a  battle,  after  which  they  would  dictate  terms  of 
peace  ;  but  they  never  saw  their  way  to  gain  a  foothold. 
The  road  by  the  Peiho,  which  was  successfully  traveled  by 
Lord  Elgin  and  Baron  Gros  in  1S60,  has  ever  since  been 
hermetically  sealed. 

The  sympathy  of  Christendom  has  gone  out  to  the  Japan- 
ese, partly  because  they  are  numerically  the  weaker  nation, 
and  partly  in  consequence  of  the  antipathy  which  the  Chinese 
inspire  everywhere.  But,  as  a  matter  of  fact,  there  is  not 
much  to  choose  between  Chinese  and  Japs,  nor  substantial 
reason  why  we  should  side  with  the  one  or  the  other.  Those 
parts  of  Japan  with  which  we  are  well  acquainted — Yoko- 
hama, Tokio,  Kobe,  and  Hakodate — are  more  civilized  than 
the  leading  cities  of  China  ;  but  the  provinces  which  are  not 
visited  by  American  or  European  steamships  are  very  back- 
ward, and  there  is  nothing  in  common  between  their  people 
and  ours.  In  the  end,  success  will  command  sympathy. 
Already  Great  Britain,  which  has  hitherto  been  pro- 
Chinese,  is  changing  ground.  The  Times*  whose  articles 
are  always  inspired,  says  of  Japan  that  "a  new  state  has 
taken  her  rank  in  the  hierarchy  of  nations,  and  her  voice 
can  not  longer  be  ignored  in  the  councils."  The  Thunderer 
further  remarks  that  "  if  Russia  still  hankers  for  a  harbor 
on  the  Pacific  which  would  be  a  menace  to  both  England 
and  Japan,  they  are  likely  to  be  found  standing  side  by  side 
should  the  powers  intervene." 

It  is  very  evident  that  Great  Britain  stands  ready  to  kick 
her  old  friend  China  as  soon  as  she  is  convinced  that  China 
is  the  under  dog. 


Mr.  C.  C.  Powning,  of  Reno,  Nev.,  was  interviewed  last 
week  by  a  San  Francisco  reporter  concerning  the  defection 
of  Senator  Jones  from  the  Republican  party.  Speaking 
apparently  by  authority,  he  said  : 

"  I  know  to  a  certainty  that  Senator  Jones  intends  to  re- 
sign, but  he  will  not  resign  at  this  moment,  at  the  behest  of 
the  Republican  State  Committee,  for  that  would  give  Gov- 
ernor Colcord  a  chance  to  appoint  a  Republican  as  his  suc- 
cessor." 

What  of  that  ?  Why  should  not  Governor  Colcord  ap- 
point a  Republican  as  his  successor?  Senator  Jones  was 
elected  as  a  Republican,  on  a  Republican  platform,  by  a 
Republican  legislature.  He  has  seen  fit  to  abandon  the 
party  which  elected  him.  Under  the  circumstances,  any 
honorable  man  who  felt  that  he  no  longer  represented  the 
principles  of  the  party  which  elected  him  would  not  only  re- 
sign, but  he  would  resign  at  once. 

The  Republican  State  Central  Committee  of  Nevada  has 
replied  to  Senator  Jones's  letter  announcing  his  withdrawal 
from  the  Republican  party.  The  letter  of  the  State  Central 
Committee  is  a  dignified  and  earnest  one.  It  reminds  Sen- 
ator Jones  that  the  Republican  party  had  four  times  elected 
him  to  the  highest  office  in  the  gift  of  a  State  ;  it  further 
points  out  to  him  that  the  platform  of  the  Republican  party 
in  Nevada  fully  covers  every  point  in  regard  to  silver  ad- 
vanced by  him  in  his  letter  of  withdrawal.  It  quotes  from 
the  platform  these  clauses  : 

"  We  demand  the  free  and  unlimited  coinage  of  both  gold 
and  silver  at  the  ratio  of  sixteen  ounces  of  silver  to  one 
ounce  of  gold,  with  full  legal-tender  functions  accorded  to 
each  and  no  discrimination  against  either.  We  hereby 
pledge  our  candidate  for  Congress  and  request  our  United 
States  Senators  to  make  the  question  of  silver  paramount  to 
every  other ;  to  treat  it  as  strictly  non-partisan,  which  it  is  ; 
to  hold  themselves  free  from  all  party  dictation  concerning 
it ;  and  to  use  all  honorable  means  to  bring  about  its  com- 
plete restoration  at  the  old-time  ratio  of  sixteen  to  one." 

The  most  ardent  advocate  of  free-silver  coinage  could  not 
allege  dissatisfaction  with  such  a  vigorous  expression  as  that 
of  the  Republican  party  of  Nevada,  judging  from  the  plank 
we  have  just  quoted  ;  yet  in  his  letter  Senator  Jones 
pleads  that  the  silver  question  has  been  made  "  subordi- 
nate and  collateral"  by  the  Republican  party  of  Nevada, 
when  in  reality  "  it  towers  above  all  others." 

It  certainly  does  in  Nevada.  There  is  a  grand  race 
among  all  four  of  the  parties  there — Republican,  Demo- 
cratic, Populist,  and  Silver — to  excel  each  other  in  the 
earnestness  with  which  they  uphold  free-silver  coinage. 
But  the  Republican  party  in  Nevada  is  not  behind  in  this 
race.  The  party  there  is  made  up  entirely  of  free-silver 
men.  There  are  no  anti-silver  men  in  Nevada.  We  be- 
lieve that  the  Republican  party  in  Nevada  does  not  con- 
sider the  silver  question  a  subordinate  one,  but  that  it  ranks 
it  above  every  other — even  the  tariff".  And  we  believe 
Senator  Jones  believes  so  too. 

Why,  then,  does  he  abandon  the  party  which  has  so  hon- 
ored him?  The  conclusion  is  irresistible  that  it  is  a  purely 
selfish  motive  which  has  actuated  Senator  Jones — he  fears 
ii.it  the  Populist  wave  which  is  now  rolling  over  the  South 
and  West  may  engulf  the  Republican  organization  in  Nevada. 
He  wishes  to  be  on  the  safe  side.     Senator  Jones  does  not 


resemble  Henry  Clay,  who  would  rather  be  right  than  be 
President.  Senator  Jones  would  rather  be  a  Populist  senator 
than  not  be  a  senator  at  all. 

But  we  think  the  senator  from  Nevada  overrates  the  size 
and  momentum  of  the  Populist  wave.  It  will  not  engulf 
the  Republican  party  of  Nevada.  That  organization  will 
exist  long  after  the  Populist  craze  has  been  forgotten  ;  it 
will  exist  long  after  much  of  Senator  Jones's  honorable 
career  has  been  forgotten,  dimmed  by  the  clouds  that  tar- 
nished the  end  of  that  career. 

The  Populist  wave  will  pass  away  ;  it  will  not  reach  as 
high  as  the  ancient  beach-marks  upon  Nevada's  solemn 
hills  ;  there  will  be  nothing  left  of  it  but  wrecks  tossed  up 
on  the  shores  of  time — wrecks  of  political  reputations. 

But  these  are  considerations  which  affect  only  Senator 
Jones.  There  are  other  considerations  which  affect  the 
people  of  his  State.  He  was  elected  by  the  Republican 
party  of  the  State  of  Nevada,  acting  through  the  legislature 
of  that  State,  to  serve  in  the  United  States  Senate  for  six 
years  from  the  fourth  of  March,  1891.  If  popular  election 
of  senators  existed,  Senator  Jones  might  claim  that  he  still 
represented  the  people.  But  it  does  not.  Senator  Jones 
was  elected  by  a  Republican  legislature.  He  has  abandoned 
his  old  comrades  ;  he  has  deserted  his  colors  on  the  field  of 
battle  ;  he  no  longer  represents  the  Republican  party,  which 
elected  him.  For  him  to  delay  his  resignation  on  the  ground 
that  "  Governor  Colcord  might  appoint  a  Republican,"  would 
be  conduct  unworthy  of  him.  It  would  lower  him  in  the  eyes 
of  all  men.  Senator  Jones  may  abandon  his  party,  but  no  man 
cares  to  be  abandoned  by  his  friends.  Senator  Jones  should 
resign,  and  should  resign  now. 


A  week's  mission  has  just  been  held  at  the  Star  of  the 
Sea  Church,  Seventh  and  Point  Lobos  Avenues,  San  Fran- 
cisco, and  its  close  was  celebrated  on  the  twenty-second  by 
an  eloquent  farewell  sermon  by  Father  Brady  on  the  early 
history  and  growth  of  the  Roman  Catholic  Church.  Father 
Brady  has  a  perfect  right  to  deliver  sermons  on  that  or  any 
other  topic  ;  but  when  he  chooses  an  historical  theme  for 
his  discourse,  the  public  have  a  right  to  insist  that  he  shall 
adhere  to  the  truth  of  history,  and  that  he  shall  not  use  his 
pulpit  for  the  propagation  of  error.  If  he  does  so,  he  is 
not  useful  in  his  day  and  generation  ;  but,  on  the  contrary, 
does  mischief  for  which  he  ought  to  be  held  to  account. 
Father  Brady,  we  are  sorry  to  say,  has  not  adhered  to 
truth,  and  has  labored,  so  far  as  in  him  lay,  to  propagate 
falsehood. 

The  reverend  father  begins  with  an  exhibition  of  the  loose 
logic  peculiar  to  the  clergy.  He  says  that  "the  march 
of  the  Roman  Catholic  Church  down  the  ages  of  time 
shows  its  divine  character."  But  Buddhism  has  also  marched 
down  the  ages  of  time  ;  does  that  prove  its  divine  charac- 
ter? He  observes  that  "St.  Peter  and  St.  Paul  conquered 
the  heathen  idolaters  of  Rome,  only,  however,  after  the  early 
believers  in  Christian  doctrine  had  been  subjected  to  the 
most  horrible  persecutions.  It  is  not  at  all  certain  that  Peter 
ever  was  in  Rome  ;  it  is  pretty  certain  that  the  first  persecu- 
tion of  Christians  took  place  under  Nero,  long  after  Peter's 
death,  and  that  his  crucifixion  with  his  head  downward  was 
an  invention  of  a  much  later  date.  If  Paul  was  put  to 
death,  which  is  not  absolutely  certain,  he  fell  a  victim,  not  to 
Roman  but  to  Jewish  hatred.  During  the  long  period  which 
elapsed  between  the  crucifixion  of  Christ  and  the  capture  of 
Jerusalem  by  Titus,  the  Romans  treated  the  Christians  with 
the  tolerance  which  they  showed  to  people  of  all  religions 
until  the  Jews  began  their  savage  warfare  against  polytheists 
and  Christians  alike. 

Father  Brady  follows  the  ecclesiastics  in  their  errors  in 
regard  to  the  catacombs.  He  says  that  "  out  of  the  cata- 
combs Christianity  arose  glorious  and  triumphant,"  evidently 
sharing  the  opinion  which  is  sometimes  uttered  from  igno- 
rant pulpits  that  the  early  Christians  lived  in  the  catacombs 
to  escape  persecution.  This  is  denied  by  Mommsen,  Bosio, 
and  Father  Marchi,  all  profoundly  versed  in  the  lore  of  the 
catacombs.  The  catacombs  were  places  of  burial.  At  the 
time  Christians  became  numerous  at  Rome,  they  shared  these 
subterranean  sepultures  with  the  Pagans,  but  there  is  no 
reason  to  believe  that  they  ever  monopolized  them.  Horace 
speaks  of  the  catacombs  under  the  Esquiline  as  the  common 
sepulchre  of  the  miserable  plebeians,  and  during  the  dis- 
orders of  the  Middle  Ages  they  became  the  resort  of  outlaws 
and  robbers. 

It  is  really  sad  to  observe  how  a  priest  of  the  Roman 
Catholic  Church,  striving  to  educate  his  congregation,  deals 
with  so  well-known  a  character  as  Constantine.  Father 
Brady  says  that  "Pagan  Rome  succumbed  when  the  miracu- 
lously converted  Constantine  entered  the  city  by  the  Tiber 
and  proclaimed  freedom  of  conscience  and  freedom  of  wor- 
ship." Every  college  student  knows  that  Constantine  was 
not  converted  till  the  day  of  his  death,  and  that  the  miracu- 
lous appearance  of  the  cross  in  the  sky  before  his  battle 
with  Maxentius  was  a  childish  fable  invented   in  an   era  of 


fables.  He  was  a  cunning,  unscrupulous  Oriental  potentate 
who  took  the  lives  of  almost  every  member  of  his  family  in 
order  to  maintain  his  seat  on  his  throne  ;  he  forbade  the 
persecution  of  the  Christians,  because  that  measure  won 
them  to  his  side,  while  the  Pagans  were  indifferent  on  the 
subject  ;  but  there  is  no  reason  to  suppose  that  he  was  par- 
tial to  the  new  religion  or  solicitous  for  its  spread.  The 
picture  which  was  drawn  of  him  by  the  old  historians  was 
based  on  ignorance  and  ecclesiastical  prejudice  ;  it  is  the 
picture  which  Father  Brady  copies. 

It  is,  perhaps,  no  wonder  that  this  priest  should  have 
neglected  the  study  of  the  histories  that  shed  the  light  of 
truth  upon  the  past  ;  but  that  being  the  case,  it  is  strange 
that  he  should  advertise  his  ignorance.  A  man  may  lead  a 
useful  life,  and  may  perhaps  go  to  heaven  in  the  fullness  of 
time,  without  knowing  much  about  St.  Paul,  or  St.  Peter,  or 
the  Emperor  Constantine  ;  but  why  should  he  hire  a  hall  to 
proclaim  his  lack  of  knowledge  ?  And  how  can  he  reconcile 
his  ostentatious  deficiency  with  his  claim  to  take  charge  of 
the  public  schools  ? 

It  is  only  in  our  day  that  the  history  of  Christianity  and 
of  Judaism,  out  of  which  it  sprang,  has  been  subjected  to 
the  test  of  historical  criticism,  and  that  an  honest  effort  has 
been  made  to  reconcile  the  dogmas  of  inspiration  with  the 
revelations  of  scientific  inquiry.  In  that  work,  the  Protest- 
ant sects  are  vying  with  each  other  in  the  pursuit  of  truth. 
The  consequence  will  be  that  a  modus  Vivendi  will  be 
evolved  out  of  research,  which  will  enable  the  devout  to 
adhere  to  their  faith  without  flying  in  the  face  of  reason.  A 
different  course  is  being  pursued  by  the  Papal  Church.  In 
his  old  age,  the  Pope  has  set  his  face  against  the  mark  of 
modern  inquiry,  and  has  actually  propounded  the  doctrine 
that  the  church  will  have  a  science  of  its  own,  independent 
of  the  science  which  is  taught  at  advanced  schools,  so  that 
presently  there  will  be  a  Roman  Catholic  multiplication  table, 
different  from  the  ordinary  multiplication  table  ;  and  following 
out  his  commands,  the  Roman  Catholic  University  of  Paris 
requires  its  pupils  to  ignore  the  discoveries  of  travelers  and 
scientists,  because  it  is  suspected  that  they  would  throw 
doubt  on  the  miracles  in  the  Bible.  Father  Brady  is  a 
worthy  follower  of  these  leaders.  He  takes  some  musty 
account  of  the  early  church  written  in  an  age  of  darkness 
by  an  embittered  and  bigoted  priest,  and  out  of  this  he 
undertakes  to  teach  history  to  his  hearers.  It  would  seem 
that  they  must  some  day  crave  more  wholesome  food  ; 
when  they  do,  what  will  become  of  Father  Brady  and  the 
other  false  teachers  ? 


In  the  article  printed  last  week  in  the  series  on  govern- 
mental and  private  railways,  we  discussed  Australia,  a 
sparsely  settled  country  approximating  the  United  States  in 
size.  This  week  we  take  up  Belgium,  one  of  the  smallest 
and  most  densely  populated  countries  in  Europe. 

The  railroad  history  of  Belgium  divides  itself  into  three 
periods  of  about  twenty  years  each.  During  the  first  period 
the  government  selected  the  principal  natural  lines  of  trade 
and  built  roads  to  connect  the  most  important  points. 
Private  enterprise  was  turned  toward  railroad  building  to  a 
limited  extent  only.  During  the  next  twenty  years  the  gov- 
ernment did  very  little  building,  the  private  companies  were 
extremely  active,  and  bitter  competition  was  waged  between 
the  state  and  private  lines.  With  1870  the  third  period  be- 
<  gins  with  the  purchase  by  the  government  of  the  principal 
private  lines  and  the  establishment  of  a  virtual  monopoly  of 
railway  operation  by  the  state. 

Belgium  probably  offers  the  most  favorable  conditions  in 
the  world  for  a  system  of  state  railways.  The  country  is 
small  enough  to  avoid  the  conflicts  of  local  interests,  large 
enough  to  make  independent  action  possible,  and  level 
enough  to  reduce  the  cost  of  construction  to  a  low  point  ; 
the  population  is  sufficiently  compact  and  the  industries  suf- 
ficiently varied  to  guarantee  a  large  volume  of  traffic,  both 
local  and  through,  in  proportion  to  the  mileage  ;  the  posi- 
tion is  favorable  to  secure  a  large  part  of  the  traffic  between 
Germany  and  England.  In  addition  to  these  advantages,  at 
the  time  that  railroad-building  began  throughout  Europe,  the 
government  was  enlightened  and  progressive,  sufficiently 
centralized  to  be  strong,  sufficiently  popular  to  feel  the  popu- 
lar demands,  and  its  credit  was  good. 

It  was  natural,  therefore,  that  The  government  should  act 
promptly.  The  main  lines  of  business — from  Antwerp  in 
the  north  to  the  coal  and  iron  fields  in  the  south  ;  from 
Liege,  near  the  German  frontier,  to  Ostend,  the  most  favor- 
able port  for  shipment  to  England — were  selected  and  roads 
were  built.  Private  companies  were  allowed  to  build  other 
lines,  but  only  where  the  government  did  not  choose  to 
build.  Thus  the  state  lines  controlled  the  through  traffic, 
while  the  private  roads  served  as  branches  and  feeders. 
The  system  of  administration  established  by  the  govern- 
ment was  as  nearly  perfect  as  possible  at  that  time.  The 
reports  and  statistics  were  the  best  then  known  ;  the  engi- 
neering and  machine-shops  were  admirably  conducted.     But 


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these  methods  were  not  changed  with  increasing  experience. 
While  other  countries  were  going  ahead,  Belgium  stood  still, 
and  after  twenty  years  its  methods,  instead  of  being  the 
best,  were  really  the  worst. 

It  was  at  this  time  that  the  Belgian  railways  were  called 
upon  to  meet  competition  at  home  as  well  as  abroad. 
During  the  two  decades,  1 8  50-1 870,  the  mileage  of  the 
state  roads  remained  almost  stationary  at  350  miles  ,-  the 
government  had  carried  out  its  ofiginal  plans,  and  did  not 
care  to  extend  them.  The  private  companies,  on  the  other 
hand,  displayed  greatly  increased  activity.  From  a  mileage 
of  200  in  1850,  they  increased  to  700  in  1S60,  and  1,400  in 
1870.  The  separate  lines  were  consolidated  into  powerful 
systems,  and  bitter  competition  sprung  up  between  the  state 
and  private  roads.  The  state  lines  had  the  advantage  in 
having  located  their  roads  along  the  most  favorable  lines  ; 
the  private  roads  had  greater  elasticity  in  action  and  superior 
business  capacity.  The  state  management  was  obliged  to 
wake  up  to  the  emergency ;  rates  were  adjusted  to  meet  the 
requirements  of  business,  and,  under  the  pressure  of  com- 
petition, reduced  to  the  lowest  possible  point ;  the  service 
was  improved  and  business  was  sought  in  every  way.  The 
private  companies,  however,  were  quicker  in  action,  their 
officers  had  more  direct  interest  in  increasing  profits,  and 
they  secured  more  than  their  share  of  the  traffic.  Finding  itself 
being  beaten,  the  government  abandoned  schedule  rates,  and, 
by  means  of  discrimination  and  special  contracts,  endeav- 
ored in  vain  to  stem  the  tide. 

In  1870,  the  failure  of  competition  was  admitted;  the 
government  purchased  the  principal  private  lines,  and  made 
long  pooling  arrangements  with  the  others."  In  1870,  the 
state  owned  one-fifth  of  the  mileage  of  the  country  ;  in  1874, 
it  owned  more  than  half;  in  1880,  two-thirds;  in  1890, 
three-quarters.  Thus,  under  existing  conditions,  the  govern- 
ment exercises  absolute  control  over  the  railway  system  of 
Belgium.  The  private  companies  that  retain  their  roads 
have  no  interest  in  reducing  rates  to  secure  more  business  ; 
the  profits  of  the  government  roads  are  their  profits. 

The  level  character  of  the  country  has  a  tendency  to  de- 
crease the  expenses  of  operation  as  well  as  the  original  cost. 
The  shortness  of  the  lines  would  cause  the  average  haul  to 
be  short,  increasing  the  earnings  per  mile  and  increasing  the 
expenses,  also.  The  effect  of  these  forces  is  shown  in  the 
fact  that  the  earnings  per  mile  are  one-third  greater  than 
the  average  for  Europe  ;  but  the  expenses  per  mile  are  dis- 
proportionately greater.  In  spite  of  the  reduction  that  would 
be  expected  from  the  level  condition  of  the  country,  the  ex- 
penses per  mile  on  the  state  roads  of  Belgium  amount  to 
$8,190,  while  the  average  for  Europe  is  $4,912.  The  ratio 
of  expenses  to  earnings  for  Europe  is  66  per  cent.,  for  the 
state  roads  of  Belgium,  58.75  per  cent.  This  would  indi- 
cate greater  economy  on  the  Belgian  roads  were  it  not  for 
the  fact  that  both  the  receipts  and  expenses  are  so  much 
greater,  and  for  the  further  fact  that  the  private  companies 
operate  their  roads  for  $5,159  per  mile,  which  is  only  51.55 
per  cent,  of  their  receipts.  In  other  words,  for  each  hun- 
dred dollars  paid  out  in  expenses  by  the  state  roads,  the 
private  roads  pay  out  only  $63,  a  saving  of  $37  in  each  hun- 
dred. On  the  other  hand,  the  rates  in  Belgium,  both  for 
passenger  and  freight  traffic,  are  the  lowest  in  Europe.  For 
the  amount  expended  the  shipper  or  traveler  gets  better 
service  there  than  anywhere  else.  While  the  average  jour- 
ney for  each  passenger  is  shorter  than  the  average  for  Europe, 
the  fare  per  mile  (1.22  cents)  is  lower  than  the  average  fare 
for  Europe  (1.4S  cents);  while  the  average  haul  of  freight  is 
shorter,  the  rate  per  ton  per  mile  is  lower. 

Judged  by  its  results,  the  railway  system  of  Belgium  is 
unusually  good.  But  it  must  be  admitted  that  the  rates 
have  remained  stationary  during  the  last  twenty  years,  and 
the  reduction  to  the  present  low  rates  was  made  under  the 
pressure  of  active  competition  by  private  companies.  Since 
the  state  has  purchased  the  private  lines  and  obtained  a 
virtual  monopoly,  there  has  been  a  diminution  of  activity 
and  a  tendency  toward  slackness  of  management ;  there  has 
been  a  lowering  of  profits  without  a  corresponding  reduction 
in  rates.  Le  Hardy  de  Beaulieu,  one  of  the  best  economic 
authorities  in  Belgium,  also  asserts  that  the  connection  be- 
tween the  roads  and  politics  has  produced  distinctly  bad  re- 
sults ;  that  there  has  been  multiplication  of  forms  and 
offices  of  no  use  in  actual  business  ;  and  that  there  have 
been  serious  manipulations  of  accounts  to  make  an  unduly 
favorable  showing  for  the  government.  These  charges, 
however,  even  if  they  are  true,  reflect  upon  the  political 
morality  of  Belgium,  rather  than  upon  governmental  owner- 
ship, and  where  such  defects  do  not  appear  in  other 
branches  of  the  government  service,  they  would  not  be  in- 
cidents of  state  management  of  railways. 

In  Australia,  as  we  pointed  out  in  our  last  article,  these 
charges  do  not  lie  against  the  governmental  operation  of 
railways.  There  the  standard  of  political  morality  is  higher 
than  in  Belgium.  Is  it  higher  than  here  ?  Will  Americans 
admit  that  as  a  people  their  standards  of  political  morality 


are  so  low  that  they  can  not  run  railroads  honestly?     If  this 
be  true,  then  is  our  country  sunken  very  low. 

As  we  predicted  in  these  columns  a  fortnight  ago,  the 
Ashland  District  of  Kentucky  defeated  Colonel  Breckinridge 
at  the  primaries  for  the  congressional  nomination.  The  de- 
feat was  not  so  crushing  as  it  might  have  been  ;  but,  as 
Mercutio  says,  it  was  enough — it  will  serve.  It  has  done 
much  for  the  cause  of  clean  living  and  good  morals,  not  only 
in  Kentucky  but  elsewhere. 

One  of  the  most  remarkable  things  about  this  curious  con- 
test is  the  fact  that  the  defeat  of  Breckinridge  was  accom- 
plished by  the  women  of  Kentucky.  They  worked  most 
vigorously  against  him.  Just  when  the  heat  and  burden  of 
the  fight  caused  many  of  them  to  wear)7  in  well-doing,  the 
letter  of  Mary  Desha  rang  like  a  clarion-call  across  the 
battle-field.  It  was  a  letter  that  did  honor  to  her  and  to  her 
sex.  Mary  Desha — the  sister  of  Breckinridge's  wife,  whose 
memory  he  had  dragged  in  the  dust — told  the  women  of 
Kentucky,  in  strong  and  earnest  words,  that  the  election  of 
Breckinridge  meant  the  indorsement  of  libertinism  ;  that  if 
the  men  of  Kentucky  were  libertines  the  women  of  Ken- 
tucky must  be  unchaste.  This  letter  had  a  marked  effect. 
It  was  right  that  it  was  so.  If  Breckinridge  had  been 
elected,  it  would  have  been  a  stigma  not  only  upon  Ken- 
tucky, but  upon  the  United  States  as  well,  for  he  was  a 
national  legislator. 

This  heated  contest  shows  what  women  may  do  if  they 
choose,  even  without  the  ballot.  It  is  our  belief  that  they 
can  accomplish  more  without  the  ballot  than  they  can  with 
it.  All  honor,  then,  to  the  women  of  Kentucky  for  their 
brave  efforts  to  relieve  their  State  from  shame.  They  have 
asserted  most  vigorously  that  in  Kentucky  not  only  are  the 
men  brave,  but  they  are  honorable  ;  that  not  only  are  the 
women  fair,  but  they  are  pure. 


Later  accounts  from  Maine  show  that  the  Republican 
pluralities  keep  rolling  up.  J.  H.  Man  ley,  chairman  of  the 
Republican  State  Committee,  wrote  to  Governor  Henry  P. 
Cleaves,  of  Maine,  a  few  days  before  the  election,  as  follows  : 

"  A  conservative  estimate  shows  you  will  be  elected  by  at  least  a 
majority  of  18,000.  Mr.  Reed  and  Mr.  Milliken  will  be  reelected  to 
Congress  by  majorities  ranging  from  3,000  to  4,000.  Ex-Governor 
Dingley  and  Mr.  Boutelle  will  be  reelected  by  majorities  ranging 
from  5,000  to  6,ooo  over  their  Democratic  opponents. 

It  is  rarely  that  the  chairman  of  a  State  Central  Commit- 
tee can  be  accused  of  modesty  when  "predicting,1'  but  in 
this  instance  Mr.  Manley  certainly  was  guilty  of  that  crime. 
The  complete  returns  from  Maine  show  that  Governor 
Cleaves  was  elected  by  a  plurality  of  3S,So4  over  his  Dem- 
ocratic opponent.  In  1892  his  plurality  was  12,531.  A 
comparison  of  the  Democratic  vote  with  that  of  1S92  shows 
a  falling  off  of  23,755 — nearly  one-half.  This  year  John- 
son, the  Democratic  candidate  for  governor,  polled  28,963 
votes  to  Cleaves's  67,047.  Mr.  Mauley's  estimate  of  ex- 
Speaker  Reed's  majority  was  also  most  conservative — "from 
three  to  four  thousand."  At  last  accounts,  Mr.  Reed's  ma- 
jority had  grown  from  1,677  in  1892  to  somewhere  between 
S,ooo  and  10,000.  His  overwhelming  majority  in  Maine,  in 
addition  to  his  popularity  throughout  the  country  at  large, 
makes  Mr.  Reed  a  most  formidable  candidate  for  the  Re- 
publican Presidential  nomination  in  1896. 

There  are  other  points  about  the  Maine  election  which  are 
of  interest.     All  the  manufacturing  cities  and  towns  show 
large  Republican  gains.     Lewiston,  which  went  Democratic 
two  years    ago   by  a  plurality  of  212,  gave  a  Republican 
plurality  this  year  of  542,  a  Republican  gain  of  756.     Bidde- 
ford,  which  has  been   long  looked  upon  as  a  stronghold  of 
the  Democracy,  changed  from  a  Democratic  plurality  of  226 
to  a  Republican  plurality  of  400.     Portland  has  raised  its 
Republican  majority  from    514  to   2,000.     Similar  reports 
I  come  from  every  manufacturing  town  ;  it  is  evident  that  the 
j  working  people  of  Maine,  one  of  the  most   intelligent  com- 
munities in  the  United  States,  have  had  enough  of  Demo- 
j  cratic  misrule  and  ruin. 

The  Democrats  are  trying  to  console  themselves  with  the 
,  reflection  that   "  Maine  is    Republican    anyway."      But    the 
!  Maine  election  is  only  one  of  a  series.     There  has  been  no 
!  backward  movement — no  hesitating  in  the  grand  march  to- 
I  ward  Republican  victory  in  November.     One  year  ago  Ohio 
I  gave  the  largest  Republican  majority  since  the  Civil  War  ; 
j  Pennsylvania  gave  the  largest  Republican  majority  for  a  gen- 
eration ;  the  Republicans  won  back  Kansas  from  the  Popu- 
[  lists  ;  they  won  back  Colorado  ;  they  increased  the  Republi- 
can majority  in  South  Dakota  ;  they  carried  New  York  and 
I  New  Jersey,  reversing  Democratic  majorities  in  both  States  ; 
they  elected  Republican  governors  in  Massachusetts  and  Iowa 
to  succeed  Democrats.     This  year  they  carried  Rhode  Island 
:  in  April  and  Oregon  in  June.     This  year  the  special  election 
for  congressman  in   Pennsylvania  resulted  in  a  majority  for 
I  Galusha  A.  Grow  larger  than  the  phenomenal  majority  of 
'  last    November.     Now   come  the  elections    in    Maine   and 


Vermont  with  sweeping  Republican  victories.  Here  is,  for 
over  a  year,  an  unbroken  record  of  success  in  many  elec- 
tions and  many  States.  If  the  Democrats  think  they  can 
check  this  tidal  wave  in  the  next  six  weeks  with  the  work- 
ings of  their  lop-sided  Sugar  Trust  Tariff,  they  are  more 
sanguine  than  the  outlook  would  imply. 

On  Wednesday,  "  amid  unparalleled  enthusiasm,"  the 
Democratic  State  Convention  of  New  York  nominated 
David  Bennett  Hill  for  governor.  It  was  done  against  his 
wish,  and  in  fact  he  has  not,  at  the  time  we  write,  accepted 
the  nomination,  but  he  will  probably  do  so.  He  can  scarcely 
decline.     But  he  must  be  filled  with  secret  anger. 

Hill  has  made  a  name  for  himself  in  the  Senate.  Whatever 
one  may  think  of  his  political  opinions,  he  has  proved  himself 
to  be  a  bold  and  skillful  debater,  and  is  to-day  one  of  the  fore- 
most figures  of  the  Senate.  He  is  the  logical  candidate  of  the 
Democracy  for  the  Presidency  in  1896.  To  be  taken,  then, 
from  this  position  and  forced  to  run  for  governor  in  a  Re- 
publican year  like  this,  when  he  has  already  been  governor 
for  several  terms,  is  a  bitter  pilL  It  is  more  than  likely  that 
it  was  prepared  for  him  by  Bourke  Cockran,  who  wants  Hill 
out  of  the  way  in  order  that  he  may  himself  be  senator ; 
hence  Cockran's  impassioned  speech  in  favor  of  "his  friend 
Hill."  Cockran  is  an  Irishman,  and  therefore  can  never  be 
President — the  only  post  we  do  not  give  to  Irishmen  in  this 
republic — but  Hill  can.  Therefore  to  have  his  Presidential 
ambition  ruined  in  order  that  Cockran  may  reach  the  highest 
place  within  his  grasp — to  wit,  the  Senate — must  seem  to  Hill 
very  hard. 

Hill  can  not  be  elected  governor  of  New  York  this  year. 
The  old  fight  between  the  Cleveland  and  Hill  factions  will  at 
once  break  out  with  renewed  venom.  Then  the  kid-glove 
element  of  the  Democratic  party' — the  Mugwumps  and  the 
Evening  Post  school — will  oppose  Hill,  owing  to  his  affilia- 
tions with  Tammany  and  the  saloon-keepers.  This  war  in 
the  party  will  insure  the  election  of  Morton,  the  Republican 
nominee.  If  Hill  is  defeated  for  governor  in  New  York 
this  fall,  he  can  not  be  the  nominee  for  the  Presidency  in 
1S96.     Hence  the  Hill  tears. 

The  Argonaut  does  not  believe  in  putting  in  nomination 
a  straight-out  Non-Partisan  ticket  this  year.  If  the  leaders 
of  the  Non-Partisan  movement  are  wise,  they  will  select 
from  the  tickets  of  the  political  parties,  and  nominate  new 
men  when  the  old  parties  have  nominated  bad  ones.  In  this 
way  they  will  appeal  to  the  independent  voters  of  both  par- 
ties, and  they  will  most  certainly  elect  the  candidates  whom 
they  indorse,  and  very  probably  elect  those  whom  they  nomi- 
nate independently.  If,  however,  they  nominate  an  inde- 
pendent ticket,  they  may  elect  a  few  men,  but  the  general 
result  will  be  the  election  of  the  Democratic  nominees. 

There  has  been  much  said  about  the  "  success "  of  the 
Non-Partisan  movement  two  years  ago.  Let  us  analyze  that 
"success."  Here  is  a  table  showing  the  political  affiliations 
of  the  present  municipal  officials,  elected  two  years  ago  : 


Supervisor Democratic 

Supervisor Democratic 

Supervisor Democratic 

Supervisor  . .  .Democratic  and  Non-P. 

Supervisor Non-Partisan 

Supervisor Democratic 

Supervisor Democratic 

Supervisor Democratic 

Supervisor Republican 

Supervisor Democratic 

Supervisor Democratic 

Supervisor Democratic 

School  Director Democratic 

School  Director Democratic 

School  Director Democratic 

School  Director Democratic 

School  Director Republican 

School  Director Republican 

School  Director    Democratic 

School  Director Non-Partisan 

School  Director Non-Partisan 

School  Director Republican 

School  Director Non-Partisan 

School  Director Democratic 


Mayor Non-Partisan 

Auditor Democratic 

Sheriff" Democratic 

Tax  Collector Democratic 

Treasurer Republican 

Recorder Democratic 

County  Clerk Democratic 

District-Attorney Republican 

City  and  County  Att'y Democratic  j 

Coroner Democratic 

Public  Administrator Democratic  j 

Surveyor Democratic  l 

Superintendent  of  Streets  Democratic  j 

Judge  Superior  Court Democratic 

Judge  Superior  Court Democratic  i 

J  udge  Superior  Court ..  Republican  \ 

Judge  Superior  Court  . . .  .Republican 

Police  Judge Democratic  [ 

Police  Judge Republican 

Police  Judge Republican 

Justiue  of  the  Peace Democratic  ' 

J  ustice  of  the  Peace Republican 

Justice  of  the  Peace.  ...Xon-Partisan  : 

Justice  of  the  Peace Republican  I 

Justice  of  the  Peace Republican  ' 

From  this  it  will  be  seen  that  the  Non-Partisan  "victory" 
two  years  ago  resulted  in  the  election  of  twenty-nine 
Democrats,  thirteen  Republicans,  and  six  Non-Partisans. 
This  looks  to  us  like  the  Democratic  hoof  and  horns  masked 
under  the  Non-Partisan  mantle.  We  do  not  exactly  see 
where  the  "victory"  comes  in,  except  for  the  Democrats. 

Altogether,  it  may  as  well  be  understood  by  all  Repub- 
licans that  if  they  support  an  independent  Non-Partisan 
movement,  they  will  assuredly  elect  the  Democratic  nom- 
inees. The  Argonaut  does  not  advise  voting  blindly  for 
the  Republican  ticket,  regardless  of  its  merit.  We  believe 
the  Republican  ticket  this  year  will  be  a  good  one.  But  if 
it  is  not,  we  shall,  as  is  our  custom,  make  up  a  composite 
municipal  ticket,  selecting  the  best  men,  regardless  of  their 
politics,  and  urging  our  readers  to  vote  for  them.  That  is 
what  the  Non-Partisans  should  do.  But  if  they  continue,  as 
they  have  begun,  nominating  a  straight-out,  independent 
ticket,  we  warn  Republicans  that  to  vote  it  means  to 
elect  a  majority,  if  not  all,  of  the  Democratic 
Let  all  Republicans  look  at  the  table  we  have  prints 
and  ponder  thereupon. 


I 


THE         ARGONAUT. 


October  i,  1894. 


THE    WHITE    LADY'S    GONDOLIER. 

Zefirino  was  not  the  largest  gondolier  in  Venice,  nor  the 
handsomest ;  neither  was  he  ever  guilty  of  winning  a  prize 
in  the  sandolo  races  ;  but  he  was  not  a  bit  surprised  when 
the  very-  blonde  signorina  from  America  picked  him  out 
from  the  crowd  of  gondoliers  who  were  bumping  their 
boats  against  each  other,  calling  one  another  pigs  and  such- 
like fanciful  names  under  their  breath,  and  snouting  to  the 
young  lady  who  stood,  half  amazed,  half  disgusted,  on  the 
hotel  steps. 

Zefirino  was  neat  as  a  pin,  young,  and  good-looking  ;  he 
neither  scowled  at  his  fellows  nor  pushed  his  boat  far  into 
the  crowd.  Rather  did  he  stand  proudly  on  the  high  stern, 
with  the  air  of  a  man  of  gentle  blood  whom  fate  had  re- 
duced to  a  meagre,  but  not  dishonorable,  trade.  Yet  that 
was  not  the  reason  of  his  calmness,  and  the  quiet  certainty 
that  she  would  select  him  to  be  her  gondolier  during  her 
stay  in  Venice. 

There  are  gondoliers  who  bear  the  names  of  families 
once  mighty  in  the  past,  when  the  Venetian  oligarchy  in- 
fluenced the  politics  of  Europe  and  Asia.  But  I  ask  you 
if  ever  the  Cazzabubboli  were  powerful  anywhere?  No 
comrade  ever  called  Zefirino  Cazzabubbolo  il  Conte  in  jest, 
or  so  much  as  hinted  that  he  might  arrive  some  day  at 
honors  and  fortune.  Since  the  bathers  who  go  down  to  the 
Lido  had  been  monopolized  by  steam  craft,  and  especially 
since  the  sacred  waters  of  the  Grand  Canal  had  been  pro- 
faned by  ugly  little  steamboats  squeaking  and  tooting  day 
and  night  in  the  ears  of  the  horrified  ghosts  of  the  old 
families,  there  was  little  to  jest  about  among  the  gondoliers. 
Famine  was  in  their  stomachs  and  rage  in  their  souls  ;  no 
wonder  they  rowed  languidly,  spent  most  of  the  day  on 
their  backs,  and  degenerated  from  the  old  politeness  of 
their  address.  Fortunately  for  him  Zefirino  was  un- 
married, and,  therefore,  had  only  a  father  and  mother,  a 
grandmother,  and  three  sisters  to  provide  for.  Then  he 
possessed  a  good  voice  and  could  sing  many  stanzas  from 
Petrarch  and  spout  Dante  by  the  yard,  so  that  he  was  in 
very  fair  demand  during  the  tourist  season,  and  was  often  in 
sufficient  funds  to  redeem  the  clothes  and  trinkets  of  the 
family  from  pawn  long  enough  to  present  a  decent  appear- 
ance on  festal  days.  What  gave  a  final  touch  of  resolution 
to  his  face  that  morning  was  a  dream. 

It  was  a  dream  into  which  he  had  not  yet  ventured  far  in 
respect  to  its  interpretation  ;  but  the  little  he  had  seen  was 
marvelous.  To  be  sure,  on  leaving  his  room  he  had  met  a 
hunchback  (bad  luck !),  but  had  he  not  spoken  the  gobbo 
fair  and  managed  to  touch  his  hump  lightly  as  he  passed  ? 
And  is  not  the  bad  fortune  of  meeting  gobbi  transformed 
into  the  best  of  luck  if  you  touch  their  humps  ?  So  that 
wrinkle  was  smoothed  out.  The  dream  had  been  long,  but 
certain  things  stood  out  in  his  memory.  At  first  he  thought 
that  he,  the  most  temperate  of  men,  was  drinking  a  very 
sweet  liquid  from  a  cup  of  gold  and  became  intoxicated 
thereby ;  that  meant  some  great  person  would  love  and 
enrich  him.  Then  a  face  appeared — a  very  beautiful  face, 
with  blonde  hair  about  it — smiling  in  a  most  engaging  way  ; 
that  meant  joy  and  happiness.  Next  he  was  walking  along 
a  dusty  road  with  the  owner  of  that  face — a  young  woman — 
and  he  had  a  sword  in  his  hand  ;  that  was  a  sign  of  success. 
To  crown  all,  he  thought  he  was  in  one  of  the  detested 
steamboats,  but  infinitely  big,  larger  even  than  the  black 
ocean  steamers  that  come  up  the  Adriatic  on  their  trips  be- 
tween Constantinople  and  London.  This  meant  honors 
gained  in  travel.  Judge  of  his  delight  when  the  first  person 
of  whom  he  took  any  note  at  all  that  morning  (having  been 
immersed  in  his  thoughts  as  he  lay  beside  a  deserted  quay 
till  it  was  time  for  the  foreigners  to  have  finished  breakfast) 
proved  to  be  a  beautiful,  a  young,  a  very  blonde  lady,  ex- 
actly like  her  of  his  dream  !  Just  to  see  a  white  lady  like 
that  the  first  thing  in  the  morning  denotes  liberation  from  ill- 
luck  !  And  now  all  these  portents  seemed  to  come  together 
at  once. 

Zefirino  was  not  at  all  surprised  when  his  white  lady  came 
tripping  down  the  steps  quite  unattended  and  entered  the 
gondola  as  coolly  as  she  might  a  cab.  In  the  first  place, 
foreigners  have  a  way  of  doing  just  what  they  please,  tak- 
ing no  account  whatever  of  the  social  rules  of  the  Venetian 
upper  class  ;  in  the  second,  Zefirino  had  heard  Venetian 
ladies  discuss  American  girls  a  hundred  tjmes.  He  learned 
that  they  had  a  fragile  beauty  which  disappeared  early  ; 
were  very  bold  and  impudent ;  stared  at  men  as  you  might 
at  a  dog,  but  could  defend  themselves  ;  finally — they  and 
their  race  were  barbarians,  and  that  was  all  about  it !  Yet 
he  gathered  that  the  Americans  were  not  a  bad  sort  of  folk 
on  general  principles,  being  all  of  them  rich,  all  mathemati- 
cians, and  most  of  them  geniuses  in  mechanics.  A  for- 
eigner might  not  be  flattered  by  this  last ;  but  Zefirino  was  a 
true  Italian,  and  the  sight  of  a  machine — except  in  a  steam- 
boat ruining  his  trade  on  the  Grand  Canal — affected  him  to 
the  tearfulness  of  the  sublime.  He  took  foreigners  to  the 
Rialto  bridge,  sculled  them  past  the  old  palaces  where  faint 
traces  of  color  marked  the  frescoes  that  once  deluged  their 
fa$ado  with  light,  and  his  good  voice  made  the  small  canals 
resound  with  "  half !  Prem( !  "  as  he  wound  his  boat  round 
corners  of  houses,  green,  violet,  and  pale  yellow,  with 
ancient  finery  and  the  slow  beatification  of  tiresome  things 
that  comes  with  time.  He  took  the  foreigners  there  be- 
cause they  insisted.  What  he  himself  would  have  enjoyed 
was  a  visit  to  Santa  Elena,  where  the  old  groves  and  the 
moldering  nunnery  have  given  place  to  workshops  in  which 
grimy  gnomes  manufacture  locomotives.  Hence  the  me- 
chanical genius  of  Americans  roused  his  admiration  more 
than  if  he  had  learned  that  the  greatest  painter  in  the  world 
had  made  his  appearance  in  New  York. 

Zefirino  was  a  fine  sight,  as,  with  nervous  strokes,  unheed- 
ing the  sarcasms  showered  about  him  in  the  Venetian  dia- 
lect by  his  two  less  fortunate  comrades,  he  swept  the  gondola 
away  from  the  hotel  steps,  and  putting  his  best  work  on  the 
foitfola,  where  the  sweep  swung  lightly  but  firmly,  shut  up 
the  Grand  Canal.      He  knew  that  this  was  the  first  tin.e  the 


fair  stranger  had  ever  enjoyed  the  exquisite,  quiet,  and  steady 
onward  rush  of  a  Venetian  boat,  for  he  was  only  too  well 
aware  that  she  had  come  late  the  night  before  on  one  of  the 
steam  launches  from  the  station — malediction  on  the  pro- 
moters of  the  same,  native  and  foreign  !  His  nerves  were 
strung  to  the  utmost.  He  scented  a  great  adventure  in  the 
air ;  was  convinced  that  something  tremendously  important 
to  him  would  occur  through  his  meeting  with  the  signorina, 
and  for  one  moment  (it  made  him  close  his  eyes)  he  had  a 
vision  of  that  dainty  gloved  hand  lying  on  the  edge  of  the 
/else  holding  his  own,  and  those  sweet,  fine  lips  saying  : 
"Zefirino,  I  am  yours  forever."  But  this  thought  was  too 
awful  to  entertain  longer  than  a  second.  Nor  would  it  ever 
have  occurred  to  him  had  he  not  heard  a  certain  dried-up 
Venetian  lady,  lecturing  her  daughter  for  desiring  to  know 
foreigners  and  go  to  their  parties  andyf/i?  o1  dogs,  inform  her 
with  asperity  that  American  young  girls  were  so  abandoned 
as  to  marry  whom  they  pleased — yes,  marry  a  gondolier  if 
he  struck  their  fancy  !  So  his  fault,  if  fault  there  was,  must 
be  laid  at  the  door  of  that  ancient  dame  of  the  musty  old 
Montepulcianos. 

Not  a  word  had  the  rose-leaf  blonde  uttered  so  far.  She 
seemed  to  be  stupefied  by  the  beauty  of  Venice — or  bored 
beyond  making  a  motion — and  when  the  dark  arch  of  the 
Rialto  was  passed  and  the  lovely  palaces  on  the  upper  stretch 
brought  no  sign  from  his  mute  face,  Zefirino  was  a  little 
angry.  He  stopped  rowing,  leaned  forward,  and  inquired  : 
"  Commandi  ? " 

No  ;  that  did  not  work  either.  The  head  in  a  perfect 
bonnet  bent  graciously,  and  one  gloved  hand  was  raised 
with  as  much  ease  as  Queen  Margherita  herself  might  have 
displayed.  Zefirino  seized  his  oars  and  set  to  wondering 
how  he  could  make  her  say  even  one  word.  Perhaps  she 
knew  as  little  Italian  as  he  did  English.  What  was  his  sur- 
prise, then,  to  hear  her  call  out  to  stop  as  they  neared  a 
broad  boat  full  of  vegetables  and  fruit  which  was  being 
slowly  poled  along,  and  in  very  slowly  spoken  but  not  im- 
possible Italian  negotiate  for  some  oranges  and  pome- 
granates. It  was  out  of  all  order  so  to  do.  Bread  and 
water  for  a  week  would  have  been  the  portion  of  a  signorina 
of  one  of  the  real  old  families  who  dared  to  do  such  a  thing. 
But  to  Zefirino  it  seemed  to  afford  the  touch  of  human 
nature  which  makes  a  goddess  perfect.  He,  too,  loved  to 
look  at,  smell  at,  and  eat  oranges.  Was  she  already  aware 
that  he  was  no  common  man  ;  that  there  was  a  subtle  com- 
munication between  them  ;  that  what  was  in  his  mind  sug- 
gested itself  to  hers  ?  On  catching  sight  of  the  fruit-boat 
his  mouth  had  watered,  and  he  had  wished  for  some.  Now 
the  gondola  was  stocked,  and  now — no  ;  it  couldn't  be  ! — 
the  sweet  lips  uttered  "  Zefirino,"  and  the  little  hand  held  out 
of  the/else  window  a  couple  of  oranges  to  the  gondolier  ! 

He  ran  forward  a  few  steps  and  knelt  on  one  knee  to  re- 
ceive them,  muttering  to  himself  blessings  by  all  the  saints, 
but  was  too  agitated  to  say  much.  Such  a  glance  as  she 
gave  him — such  a  mischievous,  bewildering  glance  !  as  if 
she  saw  right  through  his  body  and  knew  that  his  heart  was 
thumping.  The  rest  of  the  giro  through  canals,  great  and 
little,  back  to  the  hotel  was  as  much  a  dream  as  that  on 
which  his  hopes  were  built.  He  hardly  came  to  himself 
until  he  was  lying  on  his  back  on  the  quay,  trying  to  think  it 
all  over.  Then,  with  a  trembling  hand,  he  searched  his 
pockets  and  drew  forth  a  tattered,  thumbed  book,  called 
"  L'Albergo  della  Fortuna,"  or  the  "  Vero  Libro  dei  Sogni." 
He  had  been  coquetting  with  his  dream  hitherto,  perhaps 
selecting  merely  the  good  signs  out  of  all  of  it  that  he  re- 
membered ;  now  it  was  time  to  see  coolly  and  in  solemn 
earnest  how  much  was  in  it.  Such  an  adventure  as  this,  if 
it  meant  anything,  signified  that  a  chance  to  win  a  big  prize 
might  be  in  his  grasp. 

To  begin  with,  should  he  regard  his  dream  or  the  actual 
occurrences  of  the  day  as  the  basis  for  the  lucky  num- 
bers ?  Both.  Could  he  buy  as  many  numbers  as  there 
were  lucky  signs  in  the  dream  and  the  events  just  occurred? 
He  rattled  in  his  pocket  the  substantial  fee  the  white  lady 
had  given  him,  and  decided  that  at  least  five  might  be 
bought.  First,  the  dream  of  sweet  drink  that  intoxicated 
him.  His  finger  ran  rapidly  over  the  pages  down  to  B — 
Battere,  Bere — Beranda  dolce — there  it  was — Nos.  18,  68, 
and  85.  Turning  over  the  leaves,  he  came  to  the  wood- 
cuts— rude,  as  if  printed  in  the  fourteenth  century — and  un- 
der 18  he  found  three  stars,  under  68  a  rose  and  a  butter- 
fly, under  85  a  hand  discharging  a  lot  of  coins.  Every  one 
had  a  lucky  sign  for  love  or  money.  So  much  for  the  main 
dream.  His  first  adventure  was  seeing  the  foreign  lady. 
Turning  the  grimy  pages  to  F,  he  was  somewhat  bluffed  to 
find  no  forestiera  at  all.  But  there  was  another  list — a  gen- 
eral index  of  things  and  persons — and  there  stood  forestiera 
marked  2.  The  woodcut  of  No.  2  shows  a  man  in  a  cocked 
hat  issuing  majestically  from  an  arched  door  and  receiving  a 
dispatch  from  a  lackey.  Could  anything  be  more  complete? 
But  wait.  Donna  Bianca  is  38,  and  at  38  a  man  stands  in 
the  middle  of  a  table  reciting  a  poem  with  a  wine-cup  in  his 
hand.  That  was  what  Zefirino  intended  to  do  when  he  mar- 
ried— somebody.  Here  they  were,  then,  the  magic  num- 
bers, and  he  wrote  them  down  in  the  pyramid  of  the 
cabalists  with  the  stub  of  a  pencil  upon  his  oar,  thus  : 

18 
68.85 

Then  he  saw  that  in  all  but  one  case  the  number  8  ap- 
peared, and  turning  to  8  in  the  wood-cuts  found,  as  he  ex- 
pected, the  figure  of  a  castle.  He  rolled  over  and  gazed 
fixedly  at  the  clouds,  as  he  had  a  thousand  times  before,  but 
on  this  occasion  the  castle  was  no  shifting  spectre  ;  it  was  a 
firm  fact  attested  by  the  "  Libro  dei  Sogni,"  and  about  to 
be  made  real  by  way  of  the  lottery. 

The  signorina  (bless  her  little  gracious  head  1  he  would 
be  very  kind  to  her  when  it  was  all  settled  and  he  had 
bought  his  castle  over  there  in  the  Friulian  Alps)  had  not 
half  enough  of  Venice  in  one  giro ;  but,  with  the  prettiest 
bad  accent  in  the  world,  had  ordered  Zefirino  to  await  her 
pleasure  that  evening  just  before    moonrise,   so    that    she 


might  be  taken  on  to  the  lagoon  opposite  the  Piazza,  near 
San  Giorgio,  and  see  the  double  effect  of  the  lights  on  the 
square  and  the  moon  on  the  wave.  True  to  the  instant,  as 
his  boat  touched  the  steps,  the  white  lady  appeared.  Would 
she  have  gone  had  she  known  what  madness  was  boiling  in 
the  young  gondolier  ?  As  the  first  hint  of  the  moon  tipped 
the  horizon,  her  voice  came  quietly,  but  not  to  be  gain- 
said :  "Sing,  Zefirino!" 

The  poor  boy  was  a  very  nightingale  that  night,  with  his 
breast  against  the  thorn  of  love.  As  he  continued,  it  seemed 
as  absurd  and  hopeless  as  possible  that  he  should  ever  win 
the  woman  before  him  ;  but  as  to  the  lottery  and  the  castle, 
faith  in  those  things  never  dimmed.  Therefore  it  was  that 
his  melancholy  became  wonderfully  mingled  with  triumph, 
and  that  when  he  could  sing  no  more,  the  lady  was  interested 
enough  in  the  singer  to  ask  him  something  about  himself. 
He  was  going  to  tell  her  all — grandmother,  father,  mother, 
sisters,  and  all — when  the  dream  came  to  his  mind,  and  it 
flashed  upon  him  that  now — now  was  the  occasion  to  make 
utterly  sure  what  numbers  he  should  play  in  the  lottery. 

The  lady  did  not  understand  all  he  said,  but  the  dream, 
the  way  she  was  mixed  up  in  it,  and  the  deductions  he  drew 
by  consulting  his  cabalistic  book  struck  her  fancy  immensely, 
and  perhaps  alarmed  her  a  little  to  boot.  The  matter  had 
reached  a  crisis  with  Zefirino,  that  was  certain.  Should  she 
try  to  dissuade  him,  argue  him  out  of  a  faith  quite  as  deeply 
fixed  as  that  in  which  he  was  born,  and  refuse  to  have  any- 
thing to  say  about  the  numbers  he  should  buy?  Thinking 
thus,  she  wrote  down  the  five  numbers  he  showed  her  on  the 
oar  and  gazed  at  them  in  the  brilliant  moonlight.  Strange  ! 
She  was  just  eighteen,  and  two  of  the  other  numbers  were 
just  the  ages  of  the  two  persons  who  stood  nearest  to  her  in 
life  !  It  was  a  shock.  Perhaps  there  was  something  in  it. 
"Zefirino,  buy  2  and  iS  and  38." 

As  they  rowed  back,  Zefirino  was  so  voluble,  so  incoher- 
ent, so  excited  that  the  white  lady  began  to  suspect  that 
something  else  beside  moonlight  and  the  lottery  had  entered 
the  head  of  the  gondolier.  Was  it  coquetry  that  made  her 
tell  him  that  she' would  not  go  out  next  day,  or  a  vague  feel- 
ing that  he  was  not  all  that  he  looked  ?  Zefirino  waited  till 
the  last  hour  of  the  closing  of  the  lotto,  and  then,  rushing 
frantically  into  the  shop,  put  all  he  possessed  into  tickets  for 
2,  18,  and  38.  At  cock-crow  the  day  after,  he  was  on  the 
little  square  upon  which  hangs  the  bulletin  where  the  num- 
bers of  the  lottery  are  marked  as  fast  as  they  are  drawn  in 
Rome  and  telegraphed  to  the  other  cities.  He  had  neither 
slept  nor  eaten,  and  now  alternated  between  feverish  at- 
tempts to  talk  with  cooler  gamblers  and  fits  of  apathy,  during 
which  he  reviewed  the  past  forty-eight  hours  as  if  the  days 
had  been  dreams  and  the  phantasms  of  the  night  the  only 
reality.  The  white  lady  smiled  on  him  and  offered  him  a 
basin  full  of  gold  pieces — no,  they  were  oranges.  The  moon 
looked  down  in  anger — or  was  it  joy?  Finally,  late  in  the 
afternoon,  he  glanced  up  at  the  bulletin  and  saw  that  38  had 
drawn  a  big  prize,  so  large,  indeed,  that  the  portion  repre- 
sented by  his  ticket  was  to  a  gondolier  a  fortune. 

The  white  lady  was  roused  from  the  delicious  reverie  in 
which  moonlight  on  Venice  steeps  one.  Boats  came  down 
the  canal  in  a  knot,  from  which  rose  the  twangling  guitars, 
and  formed  a  background  for  two  cries.  One  was  "  Zefi- 
rino," the  other  "  La  donna  bianca."  That  was  what 
Zefirino  had  called  her,  and  she  had  been  amused  thereat. 
But  the  boats  stopped  at  the  hotel,  and  before  the  porters 
could  hold  them  in  parley,  the  revelers  had  picked  Zefirino 
up  and  carried  him  bodily  on  to  the  terrace  to  render  thanks 
to  the  white  lady,  who  had  counseled  him  so  well.  For 
poor  Zefirino,  when  the  strain  gave  way,  must  needs  blab  of 
her  to  whom  he  firmly  believed  his  fortune  was  due.  As 
the  excited  men  rushed  up,  a  tall  figure  rose  in  a  leisurely 
way  from  a  chair,  and,  taking  the  white  lady's  arm  in  his, 
faced  the  group  with  no  very  amiable  countenance. 
"  Who  are  these  insolent  beggars,  my  dear  ?  " 
"Hush,"  said  the  white  lady,  putting  her  hand  over  his 
mouth.  "  This  is  my  gondolier,  Zefirino,  whom  I  advised 
to  buy  a  certain  number  in  the  lottery,  and  he  has  won,  I 
see." 

"  So  that  is  the  way  they  spend  their  money  !  " 
"  Oh,  dear,  you  old  goose,  will  you  never  stop  being  such 
a  Briton  ?     They  are  like  children,  don't  you  see  ?  " 

Zefirino  was  white  and  trembling,  but  he  plucked  up  cour- 
age to  thank  his  saint,  his  liberator,  his  patroness,  his  god- 
dess, for  having  brought  him  luck  and  made  him  a  rich 
man.     Then  he  stopped  and  said,  timidly  : 

"  And  to  your  sio,  illustrious  white  lady,  I " 

The  white  lady  burst  out  laughing  and  said,  in  a  low  tone  : 
"George,  do  you  hear  ?     He  takes  you  for  my  uncle." 
"Humph  !     See  nothing  child-like  in  that !  " 
"Zefirino,  this  gentleman  is  my  husband,  and  his  age  is  one 
of  the  numbers  1  chose  from  the  five  you  selected." 

"  Marito  ! "  cried  Zefirino,  with  a  quaver  that  let  all  the 
persons  present  into  a  secret  he  would  have  done  better  to 
bury  deep  in  his  breast.  One  or  two  began  to  feel  the  awk- 
wardness of  the  whole  proceeding,  and  by  a  happy  diver- 
sion caused  the  whole  party  to  retreat  under  a  volley  of 
thanks  and  compliments.  On  the  hotel  steps  Zefirino  was 
like  a  dazed  man. 

"  After  all,"  he  muttered,  "he  is  not  so  young — he  may 
die."  And  then  in  a  louder  voice,  as  he  put  his  hand  to  his 
head,  remembering  something  :  -  u  I  know  what  it  comes 
from — that  gobbo"  CAIUS. 


French  statesmen — notably  M.  Leville — are  endeavoring 
to  extend  to  France  the  benefits  of  the  American  home- 
stead, and  as  there  is  no  word  in  the  French  tongue  which 
is  a  proper  equivalent  for  it,  the  word  itself,  "homestead," 
is  retained  in  a  bill  that  has  been  introduced  in  the  Chamber 
of  Deputies. 


A  new  "sign  of  the  times"  is  the  great  plenty  of  venison 
in  the  London  market.  Formerly,  those  who  owned  deer- 
shooting  sent  their  bucks  to  their  friends  ;  now  they  send 
them  to  market  to  make  a  little  monev. 


October  i,  1894. 


THE 


A  RG  ON  AUT. 


LADIES  OF  THE  LEGION  OF  HONOR. 


Our  Correspondent  writes    of  the   Nine    Frenchwomen    who    Have 

Won  the  Red  Ribbon — Rosa  Bonheur  and  other  Women 

whom   the  Nation   has    Honored. 

There  are  nine  Ladies  of  the  Red  Ribbon.  True,  the 
cross  of  the  Legion  of  Honor  sparkles  on  the  breast  of 
many  a  worthy  sister  and  more  than  one  doughty  vivandtire 
who  has  nobly  earned  it  by  tending  the  sick  and  wounded  in 
camp  and  hospital,  but  these  stand  apart,  they  are  soldiers 
of  the  cross  and  soldiers  in  petticoats.  A  bit  of  red  rib- 
bon is  also  the  only  ornament  on  the  bosom  of  a  humble 
post-mistress,  who  risked  a  short  shrift  and  a  bullet  through 
her  head  by  telegraphing  the  arrival  of  the  enemy's  horse  in 
an  open  burgh  to  head-quarters,  and  thereby  saved  a  por- 
tion of  the  French  army  from  surprise  during  the  Franco- 
German  War.  This,  too,  was,  so  to  speak,  military  service  ; 
therefore  I  do  not  include  courageous  Mile.  Dodu  among 
the  nine  Ladies  of  the  Red  Ribbon. 

Mile.  Rosa  Bonheur  owes  her  red  ribbon  to  the  Empress 
Eugenie,  and  doubtless  the  idea  would  never  have  entered 
the  imperial  lady's  mind  had  not  Rosa  Bonheur  been  in  the 
habit  of  appointing  herself  in  all  parts  like  a  man,  and 
roaming  the  woods  of  Fontainebleau  like  Rosalind  in 
doublet  and  hose.  It  is  recorded  that  Napoleon  the  Third 
made  some  demur  at  satisfying  the  desire  of  the  empress, 
considering  that  it  might  create  a  precedent  ;  and,  when  the 
decree  was  signed,  it  was  with  the  express  understanding 
that  he  should  not  be  asked  to  make  any  more  chevalicres. 
Personally,  Rosa  Bonheur  is  almost  unknown  to  the  pres- 
ent generation,  yet  the  whole  civilized  world  honors  her 
name.  The  Sultan's  harem  is  not  more  difficult  of  access 
than  Mile.  Rosa  Bonheur's  house  at  By.  We  were  not  a 
little  surprised  at  hearing  some  weeks  ago  that  Rosa  Bonheur 
was  one  of  a  symposium,  in  which  literature  and  art  were 
brilliantly  represented,  at  the  Due  d'Aumale's  superb  resi- 
dence of  Chantilly.  One  of  the  guests  described  her  to  me 
as  she  appeared  in  the  simple  guise  of  an  artist — a  velveteen 
jacket  and  rather  full  trousers,  a  slouch  hat  surmounting  the 
white  hair  hanging  down  in  elf-locks  to  her  shoulders.  Her 
forehead  is  broad  and  intellectual-looking,  the  eyes  rather 
small,  but  piercing,  the  jaw  firm  and  determined.  She  is  of 
middle  stature  and  looks  short  in  her  men's  clothes,  wide  in 
the  shoulders,  and  her  head,  thanks  to  the  elf-locks,  rather 
too  big  for  her  body,  but  the  hands  and  feet  are  small. 
Rosa  Bonheur  had  never  the  slightest  pretensions  to  good 
looks.  Never  but  once  did  she  sit  for  her  portrait,  and  the 
only  photograph  taken  of  her  was  withdrawn  by  her  special 
order  from  circulation  and  the  negative  destroyed.  It  is  told 
of  her  that  long  ago,  soon  after  she  had  given  to  the  world 
her  splendid  "  Horse  Fair,"  now  in  America,  she  was  invited 
to  a  fancy  ball  held  in  the  studio  of  Yven,  and  learning  that 
every  one  was  anxious  to  see  her,  she  baffled  curiosity  by 
staining  her  face  and  assuming  the  head-dress  of  a  fellah. 

The  village  of  By,  where  Rosa  Bonheur  pitched  her  tent 
some  forty  years  since,  is  situated  on  the  river-side  of  the 
Forest  of  Fontainebleau,  in  the  heart  of  the  Chasselas  coun- 
try, which  provides  the  finest  table-grapes  in  France  and 
where  every  wall  with  a  southern  or  south-western  exposure 
is  covered  with  vines,  tended  with  the  care  and  vigilance  that 
a  mother  bestows  on  her  first-born.  She  occupies  a  mod- 
erately large  house,  nearly  half  of  which  is  taken  up  by  the 
studio — a  bare,  unbeautiful  room,  lined  with  canvases  and 
portfolios  and  possessing  none  of  the  artistic  furniture  and 
knickknacks  one  is  wont  to  see  in  a  modern  studio.  But 
there  is  a  large  fortune  shut  away  in  these  dusty  portfolios, 
and  many  of  the  canvases  at  which  Rosa  Bonheur  works, 
turn  and  turn  about,  exhibit  pictures  many  of  which  are 
nearly  finished,  which  even  as  they  are  would  each  fetch  a 
big  price  in  the  market.  The  outbuildings,  stables,  farm,  and 
menagerie — for  there  are  animals  of  all  sorts,  including  wild 
beasts — cover  a  great  deal  more  ground  than  the  house,  and 
within  the  precincts  of  her  domain,  bounded  by  high  walls, 
there  is  only  room  for  a  small  parterre  beside  the  big 
kitchen-garden,  with  its  conical  pear-trees  and  espaliers  and 
neat  plats  of  vegetables.  Rosa  Bonheur's  sole  amusement 
is  shooting,  and  Empress  Eugenie,  when  she  obtained  the  bit 
of  red  ribbon  for  her  button-hole,  also  gave  her  leave  to 
roam  the  imperial  forest  at  all  seasons  with  her  dog  and  gun. 
This  privilege  ceased  when  the  empire  fell,  but  the 
artist  was  still  to  be  met,  attired  in  a  blue  blouse  or  faded 
velveteen  jacket,  her  game-bag  slung  over  her  shoulder,  in 
the  woods  and  fields  about  By  during  the  autumn.  Years 
and  infirmity  have  of  late  obliged  her  to  give  up  her  favorite 
pastime.  Rosa  Bonheur's  bit  of  red  ribbon  is  now  a  full- 
blown rosette,  for  on  the  occasion  of  the  Chicago  Exhibition 
she  was  promoted  to  the  rank  of  officer — she  is  the  first 
officiire,  as  she  was  the  first  chevaliere  of  the  Legion  of 
Honor. 

Another  red  ribbon  is  Mme.  Dieulafoy,  who,  ever  since 
she  returned  from  Asia  Minor — where  she  accompanied  her 
husband  in  his  archaeological  missions,  aiding  him  vastly  in 
Ihis  important  enterprise — has  worn  man's  apparel. 
I  "  Little  "  is  an  epithet  that  naturally  occurs  in  describing 
this  lady ;  she  is  small  and  insignificant.  When  you  first 
look  at  her,  she  gives  you  the  idea  of  a  youth  somewhat  too 
thick-set,  but  closer  inspection  shows  you  a  round  face,  with 
wrinkles  in  the  corners  of  the  eyes  and  about  the  mouth. 
The  few  women  who  have  hitherto  chosen  to  wear  male 
attire  have  always  preferred  a  picturesque  style  of  garb,  but 
Mme.  Dieulafoy  assumes  the  funereal  black  of  masculine 
evening-dress,  than  which  nothing  can  be  more  unbecoming 
to  the  feminine  form.  If  report  speaks  true,  she  would 
gladly  return  to  petticoats  again,  only  her  pride  forbids  her 
doing  so. 

Mme.  Coralie  Cohen  earned  the  red  ribbon  in  the  gloomy 
days  that  followed  Sedan.  Her  husband,  wounded  severely  in 
the  battle,  had  been  carried  away  a  prisoner  to  Germany  ; 
and  she,  surmounting  every  obstacle,  had  followed  him 
thither  and  constituted  herself  his  nurse.  He  recovered, 
but   her    ministrations    were     not    over :     for    months    she 


labored  in  the  hospitals  where  the  wounded  and  sick 
French  prisoners  lay.  Never  was  a  cross  better  bestowed 
or  worn  with  greater  dignity.  Coralie  Cohen,  now  a  widow, 
lives  a  secluded  life  surrounded  by  a  few  friends. 

It  is  strange  how  persistently  feminine  literary  merit  is 
ignored  by  the  government.  Of  all  the  nine  Ladies  of  the 
Red  Ribbon  not  one  strives  as  a  writer.  Yet  there  are 
clever  women  novelists  and  essayists  in  France.  Were 
Mme.  Adam  a  man,  she  would  certainly  be  at  least  an  officer 
of  the  Legion  of  Honor,  and  there  is  Mme.  Bentzon,  the 
charming  writer  of  fiction  and  the  translator  of  Bret  Harte's 
works  into  French  ;  Mme.  de  Martel,  the  immortal  "Gyp"  ; 
Severine,  the  most  successful  journalist  of  her  time  ;  Judith 
Gautier  ;  besides  many  others.  Art  has  been  particularly 
favored — first  in  the  person  of  Rosa  Bonheur,  then  in  that 
of  Mme.  Bertaux,  and,  finally,  in  that  of  the  last  fledged 
chevaliere  of  them  all,  Mme.  Demont-Breton.  True,  Mme. 
Bertaux  owed  her  nomination  rather  to  her  exertions  in  favor 
of  the  Union  des  Femmes  Peintres  and  Sculpteurs  than  to 
her  talent  as  a  sculptor.  It  was  the  president  of  the  Union 
who  was  rewarded,  not  the  artist  who  modeled  that  most 
exquisite  recumbent  figure  blowing  a  butterfly  from  her 
shoulder,  which  every  visitor  to  the  Luxembourg  Museum 
must  remember.  Mme.  Bertaux  was  once  put  up  as  a  can- 
didate for  Academic  honors,  but  the  doors  of  the  Institute 
are  more  firmly  closed  against  women  than  the  Livre  d'Or 
of  the  Legion  of  Honor. 

Nor  .was  it  the  actress  who  was  made  chevaliere  when 
Mme.  Marie  Laurent  was  admitted  into  the  ranks',  for  there 
are  a  dozen  actresses  of  world-wide  reputation,  most  of 
whom  would  give  one  of  their  pretty  ears  to  be  allowed  to 
affix  a  bit  of  red  ribbon  on  their  graceful  busts.  Mme. 
Marie  Laurent  is  the  founder  and  directress  of  the  Orphe- 
linat  des  Arts,  an  excellent  institution  where  the  orphan 
children  of  actors,  artists,  literary  men,  and  others  are  taken 
in  and  educated,  and  taught  to  earn  their  bread,  and  she 
has  thrown  herself  heart  and  soul  into  the  work. 

Mme.  Furtado  Heine  and  Mme.  Koechlin-Schwartz  are 
rich  women — the  former  many  times  a  millionaire — who 
make  a  noble  use  of  their  wealth  in  succoring  the  poor  and 
organizing  societies  for  their  benefit.  Both  middle-aged  and 
otherwise  somewhat  uninteresting,  Mme.  Furtado  Heine's 
daughters  have  married  into  the  aristocracy  and  Mme. 
Koechlin-Schwartz  is  connected  with  the  moderate  Republi- 
can party  through  her  kinswomen  Mme.  Floquet  and  Mme. 
Jules  Ferry.  They  live  in  stately  mansions  surrounded  by 
every  luxury,  whereas  Mme.  Bogelot,  who  received  the  red 
ribbon  on  her  return  from  the  World's  Fair,  where  she  repre- 
sented the  Societe  des  Liberes  de  St.  Lazare,  of  which  she  is 
directress,  gives  every  hour  of  her  day,  almost  every  thought 
and  every  spare  penny  to  the  wretched  beings  whom  she  has 
made  it  her  life's  business  to  retrieve  from  vice  and  misery. 

Mme.  Demont-Breton  is  the  youngest  chevaliere  in  years 
as  well  as  in  date.  She  is  an  artist  of  undoubted  talent, 
and  has  contributed  to  the  Salon  ever  since  she  was  a  girl 
in  her  teens.  Her  "Jean  Bart,"  which  she  exhibited  this 
year,  earned  for  her  quite  a  number  of  votes  for  the 
Medaille  d'Honneur.  Like  Rosa  Bonheur,  she  resides 
chiefly  in  the  country  and  in  the  vicinity  of  the  Forest  of 
Fontainebleau,  but  not  alone.  It  is  some  years  since 
Yirginie  Breton  gave  her  hand  and  her  heart  to  the  rising 
artist,  Adrien  Demont.  Several  children  have  been  born  to 
them,  and  many  a  time  has  Mme.  Demont-Breton  painted 
them — chubby  boys  and  a  fair-haired  girl — among  the 
flowers  of  the  Mongeron  garden,  children  who  call  Jules 
Breton  grandfather.  The  veteran  idolizes  his  daughter,  and 
is  more  pleased  when  people  praise  her  than  when  they 
praise  his  own  work.  He  and  his  son-in-law  are  great 
friends  ;  the  younger  man  was  his  pupil  once. 

It  is  a  curious  fact,  and  one  that  deserves  to  arrest  the 
attention  of  the  social  philosopher — the  ladies  of  the  Red 
Ribbon  are,  as  a  rule,  happy  in  their  homes. 

Paris,  August  24,  1894.  Parisina. 


A  naval  officer  once  found  he  could  not  teach  the  youngest 
men  in  the  Naval  Academy  not  to  squirm,  and  start,  and 
jump,  and  plug  their  ears  with  their  fingers  when  the  heavy 
cannon  were  fired.  It  was  of  no  use  to  argue  with  them, 
pleadings  were  in  vain  and  reproofs  were  useless.  It  was 
highly  ridiculous  to  have  a  lot  of  young  men,  whose  pro- 
fession it  is  to  make  war  when  war  is  needed,  act  like  school- 
girls when  the  sea  artillery  was  in  noisy  operation.  Finally 
the  officer  hit  upon  a  plan.  He  had  a  camera  "trained" 
upon  his  gallant  cadets  without  their  knowing  it,  and  then  he 
ordered  broadside  after  broadside  to  be  fired.  The  noise 
was  thunderous,  and  the  actions  of  the  cadets  were  as  usual 
most  undignified  and  most  unwarlike.  A  few  days  later 
some  excellent  photographs  of  the  "  young-men-afraid-of-a- 
noise "  were  hung  in  prominent  positions  to  be  a  perpetual 
reproach  to  those  who  plugged  their  ears.  Those  photo- 
graphs did  their  work.  The  next  time  the  cannon  roared, 
the  cadets  stood  like  statues  carved  from  stone,  petrified  with 
their  fear  of  the  "  deadly  camera  "  and  its  brutal  frankness. 


The  English  naval  manoeuvres  have  brought  to  light  many 
defects  that  need  a  remedy.  The  steam  steering  apparatus 
of  a  great  many  ships  broke  down  and  rendered  them  un- 
manageable for  a  time.  One  reason  for  this  seems  to  be 
that  strength  has  frequently  been  sacrificed  for  lightness.  It 
was  also  shown  that  the  first-class  cruisers  of  the  Crescent 
class  can  be  loaded  at  the  rate  of  only  nineteen  tons  of  coal 
an  hour,  which,  as  they  carry  eight  hundred  and  fifty  tons  in 
their  bunkers,  means  that  it  would  take  at  least  two  days, 
working  day  and  night,  to  load  them  completely  for  sea.    ' 


Senator  Peffer's  son  has  been  dropped  from  the  pay-roll 
of  the  Senate  as  assistant-doorkeeper.  Until  a  short  time 
ago,  the  senator  had  three  of  his  children  in  positions  con- 
nected with  the  Senate.  His  daughter  is  his  private  secre- 
tary, one  son  was  assistant-doorkeeper,  and  another  was  a 
special  messenger. 


INDIVIDUALITIES. 

Prime  Minister  Crispi  of  Italy  is  suffering  from  a  cata- 
ract, and  an  operation  will  be  performed  on  one  of  his  eyes. 

Thomas  Bailey  Aldrich  is  regarded  as  one  of  the  best- 
dressed  men  in  Boston.  He  is  nearly  fifty-eight  years  old 
now. 

Paderewski's  hair  has  been  falling  out  to  such  an  extent 
within  the  past  few  months  that  his  latest  photograph,  it  is 
stated,  finds  no  sale  in  London. 

When  the  new  president  of  Wells  College,  Dr.  William 
Waters,  was  a  tutor  at  Yale,  his  merry  countenance  won  for 
him  the  nickname  of  "  Minnehaha,"  Laughing  Waters. 

King  Humbert  went  out  from  his  hunting-lodge  at  Valle 
del'  Oreo  one  day  recently  and  killed  eighteen  wild  goats 
and  thirty-two  chamois.  When  the  "bag"  was  examined, 
it  was  found  that  every  one  of  the  victims  of  the  royal  rifle 
had  been  shot  in  the  head. 

Marshal  Bazaine's  son  has  lately  returned  to  Paris  from 
Mexico,  where  he  tried  in  vain  to  obtain  the  restitution  of 
his  mother's  property,  confiscated  by  the  Mexican  Govern- 
ment under  President  Juarez,  on  account  of  her  marriage. 
The  family  is  now  in  abject  poverty. 

The  King  of  Corea  is  suffering  from  a  disease  of  the 
throat.  Unhappily  for  him,  he  is  looked  upon  as  a  divine 
being,  whom  no  metal  instrument  may  touch.  In  conse- 
quence of  this  the  operation  which  is  necessary  to  save  his 
life  can  not  be  performed,  and  the  monarch  will  probably  die 
on  this  account  in  a  comparatively  short  time. 

Richard  Vaux,  the  picturesque  old  Philadelphian,  has  never 
in  his  life  seen  a  theatrical  performance.  \Vhen  a  boy,  his 
father  exacted  a  promise  from  him  that  he  would  not  attend 
a  theatre  without  the  parental  permission.  The  father  died 
suddenly  soon  after  without  giving  the  permission.  Richard 
Vaux  has  refrained  from  going  to  the  theatre  ever  since. 

Professor  Virchow  was  asked  recently  at  what  hour  he 
was  accustomed  to  go  to  bed.  "  When  my  day's  work  is 
done,"  he  answered  ;  "  it  may  be  one  o'clock,  or  three,  or 
five,  but  it  is  my  rule  not  to  sleep  until  I  have  finished  what 
I  have  to  do."  In  spite  of  this  irregularity  of  habit,  Pro- 
fessor Virchow  at  seventy-two  is  a  very  energetic  and  active 
man.  , 

No  event  that  had  taken  place  for  many  years  was  more 
annoying  to  the  late  Comte  de  Paris  than  the  election  of 
Casimir-Perier  to  the  presidency  of  the  republic.  It  drew 
to  the  Elysee  the  society  over  which  the  Comte  and  Comtesse 
de  Paris  reigned,  and  broke  up  the  federation  of  drawing- 
rooms  that  stood  in  the  way  of  the  D'Aniou  or  Blanc 
d'Espagne  Bourbons. 

According  to  the  Paris  Figaro,  Mr.  Coates,  the  American 
"  millionaire,"  during  the  whole  of  his  life-time  has  never 
taken  any  medicine.  He  has  constantly  consulted  doctors 
and  chemists,  and  all  the  medicine  they  prescribed  for  him 
he  put  away  in  a  room.  The  result  of  this  strange  fancy  is 
that  Mr.  Coates  has  now  1,900  bottles  of  medicine,  1,370 
boxes  of  powders,  and  870  boxes  of  pills. 

Chesholm  Robertson,  one  of  the  foremost  leaders  of  the 
great  Scottish  coal-miners'  strike,  speaks  French  with  an  un- 
impeachable accent,  is  acquainted  to  some  extent  with  Ger- 
man, writes  two  systems  of  shorthand,  and  reads  Carlyle 
and  Schopenhauer.  He  wears  a  velvet  jacket  cut  <i  la 
Whistler,  affects  a  stove-pipe  hat  of  the  pattern  worn  ten 
years  ago,  and  is  profuse  in  his  display  of  jewelry.  He 
carries  a  cane  which  is  said  to  weigh  seven  pounds. 

President  Casimir-Perier  has  a  strongly  developed  jaw,  a 
look  of  determination,  and  something  of  the  aggressive  ap- 
pearance of  a  bulldog.  A  clever  caricaturist  took  advantage 
of  the  resemblance  in  appearance  and  name  to  portray  him 
as  "  M.  Casimir-Terrier,"  and  the  caricature  has  "  caught 
on."  Far  from  lowering  him  in  the  public  esteem,  however, 
it  has  greatly  increased  his  prestige  as  the  uncompromising 
watch-dog  of  the  republic. 

M.  Stambouloff,  the  ex- Premier  of  Bulgaria,  has  been 
speaking  out  his  mind  lately.  He  describes  the  Czar  as  "a 
type  of  the  Russian  moujik,  honest,  orthodox,  narrow- 
minded,  and  as  obstinate  as  an  ox "  ;  while  Prince  Ferdi- 
nand "  is  simply  gambling  away  the  little  popularity  which 
he  still  enjoys  in  Bulgaria.  He  is  undoubtedly  a  clever 
man,  but  wastes  his  cleverness  on  petty  matters.  He  is 
nervous  and  excitable  ;  he  reads  everything  written  about 
him,  and  tears  a  newspaper  into  pieces  if  it  contains  dis- 
paraging remarks." 

Although  the  Czar  has  made  some  magnificent  presents 
in  the  shape  of  jewelry,  etc.,  to  his  eldest  and  favorite 
daughter,  Xenia,  on  her  recent  marriage  to  her  cousin, 
Alexander  Michaelievitch,  she  had  to  content  herself  with 
the  ordinary  dowry  of  a  Muscovite-born  grand  duchess — 
namely,  $600,000  and  an  annual  allowance  of  $25,000  from 
the  crown.  Those  of  the  grand  duchesses  who  are  born  as 
granddaughters  of  the  Czar  receive  the  same  sized  dowry, 
but  have  an  annuity  of  only  $15,000  a  year,  and  prior  to 
their  marriage  they  are  allowed  annuities  of  $iS,ooo  and 
$10,000,  respectively.  These  allowances  commence  from 
the  moment  of  their  birth.  The  sons  of  the  emperor  re- 
ceive, until  their  majority,  an  annuity  of  $30,000.  From 
their  twenty-first  birthday  they  enjoy  an  allowance  of 
$150,000  a  year,  which  is  supplemented  by  a  further  $35,000 
when  they  marry.  They  also  are  accorded,  on  attaining 
their  majority,  a  gift  of  1,000,000  roubles  for  the  organi- 
zation of  their  household.  All  these  annuities  and  allow- 
ances are  derived  from  the  crown  property  and  estates 
which  constitute  the  private  possessions  of  the  imperial 
House  of  Romanoff.  All  this  is  under  the  absolute  control 
of  the  Czar,  who  has  the  right  to  alter  the  family  , 
he  may  see  fit. 


6 


THE         ARGONAUT. 


October 


1894. 


LETTERS    OF    TWO    BROTHERS. 


Extracts  from   the  Correspondence    of  General   and   Senator   Sher- 
man—" Old  Tecumseh  "  in  Early  California— Inner 
Light  on  the  Civil  War. 

It  is  an  almost  unique  instance  in  history  that  two  brothers 
have  risen  to  such  eminence  in  public  life  as  have  General 
William  Tecumseh  Sherman  and  Senator  John  Sherman  in 
American  affairs  during  the  past  half-century,  and  peculiar  in- 
terest and  value  attach  to  the  correspondence  that  has  passed 
between  them.  Both  actuated  by  high  impulses  and  ambi- 
tions, and  each  playing  a  prominent  part  in  shaping  the 
course  of  public  affairs,  their  views  of  the  public  questions 
of  the  past  sixty  years  and  their  criticisms  of  men  and  meas- 
ures throw  a  bright  light  on  their  contemporaries  and,  at  the 
same  time,  reveal  the  men  themselves  as  no  more  formal 
documents  could. 

Their  letters  from  1S37,  when  "Old  Tecumseh,"  then  a 
lad  of  sixteen,  entered  West  Point,  down  to  1891,  have  been 
collected  and  strung  together  by  General  Sherman's  daugh- 
ter, Mrs.  Thorndyke,  who  hai  not  eliminated  anything  of 
public  interest  and  has  set  down  enough  connecting  narrative 
to  make  the  text  of  the  letters  perfectly  comprehensible,  and 
are  now  issued  in  a  volume  entitled  "The  Sherman  Let- 
ters," from  which  we  make  a  few  extracts. 

The  first  letters  have  to  do  with  General  Sherman's  life  as 
a  cadet  at  West  Point.  In  1 S46,  General  Sherman  was  ordered 
to  California,  whither  he  sailed  in  the  old  sloop-of-war  Lex- 
ingtoti)  the  voyage  around  the  Horn  taking  six  months.  On 
landing,  he  was  ordered  to  his  station  at  Monterey,  and 
writes  from  there  under  date  of  April  18,  1848  : 

.  .  .  We  are  here  perfectly  banished.  Occasionally  a  vessel  conies 
up  from  the  Sandwich  Islands  and  other  parts  in  the  Pacific,  but  now 
that  the  first  excitement  has  worn  off,  California  is  fast  settling  into 
its  original  and  deserved  obscurity.  Military  law  is  supreme  here, 
and  the  way  we  ride  down  the  few  lawyers  who  have  ventured  to 
come  here  is  curious.  We  have  no  courts  here  but  the  alcalde  courts, 
and  no  laws  save  the  articles  of  war  and  the  regulations  of  police, 
and  yet  a  more  quiet  community  could  not  exist.  The  lawyers  are 
rampant  ;  they  came  here  to  make  money,  and  there  are  no  courts, 
and  the  governor  won't  make  any,  because  the  coming  of  lawyers  to 
California  is  a  bad  omen.  .  .  . 

In  August,  1848,  General  Sherman  writes  of  the  excite- 
ment of  the  gold  discovery.  This  letter  was  the  first 
authentic  account  that  reached  Ohio,  and  was  read  to  friends 
and  neighbors  for  miles  around  : 

I  am  on  the  point  of  dispatching  to  San  Francisco  an  express  to 
carry  up  the  news  of  peace,  which  reached  us  last  evening  from  La 
Paz,  Lower  California,  all  the  way  by  land.  This*  treaty  leaves 
California  with  no  military  or  civil  government,  discharges  all  the 
volunteers,  and  leaves  no  force  in  the  country,  save  two  small  com- 
panies of  regulars — for  our  company  has  been  reduced  to  a  shadow 
by  desertions  caused  by  the  high  prices  of  labor.  These  are  more 
exorbitant  than  any  you  have  ever  read  of,  for  any  laboring  man  can 
get  (cash)  one  dollar  an  hour,  and  a  tradesman  would  turn  up  his 
nose  at  anything  less  than  fifteen  or  twenty  dollars  a  day.  The  cause 
of  all  this  is  the  recent  discovery  in  the  western  slope  of  the  Sierra 
Nevada,  east  of  Sutter's,  of  beds  of  gravel  mixed  in  such  quantities 
with  gold  that  men  wash  out,  in  tin  pans  and  the  rudest  machines, 
from  one  to  six  ounces  daily.  This  is  not  a  temporary  delusion,  but 
a  stern  reality.  It  was  impossible  to  credit  these  stories  ;  so,  a  few 
weeks  since.  Colonel  Mason,  the  governor,  went  thither  to  see  with 
his  own  eyes.  1  went  along,  and  1  wish  I  could  tell  you  all  1  saw.  1 
will  do  so  at  some  future  time  ;  but  now  I  can  only  say  that  we  saw 
enough  to  make  us  entertain  the  only  fear  that  disturbs  the  bosoms 
of  merchants  here — that  gold  will  be  found  in  such  quantities  as  seri- 
ously to  diminish  its  value  as  a  circulating  medium.  At  present  there 
are  about  four  thousand  people  at  work,  and  the  amount  of  gold  ob- 
tained daily  can  not  fall  short  of  thirty  or  fifty  thousand  dollars  daily. 
Many  men  are  already  become  rich,  and  others  are  growing  so  fast. 
All  have  their  pockets  full  of  gold,  and  everybody  gets  more  than  ten 
dollars  daily  for  his  personal  labor,  save  those  in  the  employ  of  gov- 
ernment— we  are  the  sufferers.  All  prices  have  so  advanced  that  we 
can  not  possibly  exist  on  our  pay.  We  know  not  what  to  do,  and, 
in  spite  of  threats,  our  soldiers  are  all  deserting  us.  All  sorts  of 
merchandise  have  risen  three  hundred  per  cent.,  and  I  have  heard 
Colonel  Mason  say  repeatedly  that  an  invoice  of  ten  thousand  dollars 
of  the  Hudson  Bay  or  American  Fur  Companies'  goods  would  sell 
here  for  one  hundred  thousand  dollars.  I  believe  it,  for  1  have  seen 
blankets  worth  one  or  two  dollars  in  New  York  sell  for  fifty  dollars. 
Shoes  of  the  coarsest  quality  sell  for  ten  dollars  a  pair,  and  the  best  of 
it  is,  all  consumers  are  able  to  pay  down  in  gold  for  these  articles.  If 
you  can  at  once  ship  to  San  Francisco  a  cargo  of  the  following  ar- 
ticles, you  will  make  a  splendid  venture  :  Blankets,  highly  colored  or 
variegated  ;  ready-made  clothing,  from  the  best  to  the  worst  quali- 
ties, principally  stout,  warm  articles  of  clothing,  pants  and  sack- 
coats,  shoes  of  all  sizes  and  qualities,  tobacco,  beads,  powder,  lead, 
shot  of  all  sizes,  hats,  caps,  anything  ready  for  immediate  use.  Cloth 
is  of  little  value,  as  no  one  has  time  to  make  it  up.  Wagons,  light 
and  heavy,  with  harness,  a  couple  dozen  of  ordinary  buggies,  cotton 
handkerchiefs,  and  the  like.  If  more  than  two  or  three  ships  have 
not  sailed  from  the  United  States  before  you  receive  this  with  such 
cargoes,  you  will  make  your  own  prices,  for  a  battalion  of  five  hun- 
dred men  have  just  arrived  from  Santa  Fe,  are  destitute,  etc.,  will  be 
discharged,  will  work  at  the  mines  all  summer,  winter  until  spring, 
when  they  will  be  in  want  of  the  articles  I  have  mentioned.  (Jold  is 
now  sold  in  San  Francisco  for  eleven  dollars  the  ounce.  It  is  good 
gold,  and  by  a  courier  soon  to  be  dispatched  to  the  United  States  via 
Panama,  I  will  send  you  a  specimen.  You  may  rely  upon  the  above, 
as  I  am  possessed  of  authentic  information,  in  addition  to  what  I  have 
seen  myself. 

The  following  letter,  probably  written  to  his  friend,  Major 
H.  S.  Turner,  of  St.  Louis,  is  more  complete  than  those  to 
his  brother  : 

Colonel  Mason  went  to  the  Sacramento  to  examine  into  the  truth 
of  the  rumors  thsit  were  swelling  each  day  the  amount  of  gold  found 
there.  1,  of  course,  accompanied  him,  and  we  had  an  agreeable  tour 
by  way  of  San  Francisco.  There  we  had  our  horses,  and  those  of 
the  escort,  carried  to  the  north  side  of  the  Bay  of  San  Francisco,  to 
Sousolito  or  Whaler's  Harbor,  whence  we  proceeded  to  Bodega.  That 
is  an  old  Russian  port  where  the  fur  companies  had  located  some 
families  to  raise  wheat  for  the  colony  at  Sitka,  which  is  in  too  cold  a 
region  to  raise  wheat.  The  Russian  company  has  broken  up  in  Cali- 
fornia, and  Bodega  is  in  the  hands  of  an  enterprising  American, 
named  Smith,  who,  at  great  cost,  has  erected  a  steam  saw-mill.  It 
looked  strange  to  see  the  putting  of  an  engine,  and  to  witness  once 
more  its  marvelous  power.  It  is  the  only  thing  of  the  kind  in  this 
region  Of  earth.  Smith  would  have  made  his  fortune  by  sawing 
lumber  and  grinding  wheat,  but  the  gold  fever  has  stripped  him  of 
all  In.,  employees,  and  he  himself  was  on,  the  point  of  breaking  up 
and  going  to  the  mines. 

From  Bodega  we  crossed  a  range  of  hills  into  the  valley  of  the 
Pataloma,  which  empties  into  the  north-west  corner  of  the  Bay  of 
San  Francisco,  and  thence  to  Sonoma,  which  is  on  a  stream  ol  the 
same  name.  Each  of  these  valleys  arc  flat  as  a  table  and  bounded 
by  high  hills.  .  .  .  The  Sacramento,  where  we  crossed  it  at  Sutter's 
Fori,  is  a  broad  stream,  with  a  current  of  two  or  three  miles  an  hour  ; 
the  banks  are  low,  so  that,  when  the  rainy  season  sets  in,  the  vasl 
plain  on  the  east  side  is  one  sheet  of  water,  but  at  ordinary  seasons 
!  e  stream  is  confined  within  its  banks  of  about  three  hundred  yards 
wide.     We  crossed  ourselves  in  a  boat,  but  our  horses  and  mules 


swam  the  river.  Sutter's  Fort  stands  about  three  miles  back  from  the 
river  and  about  a  mile  from  the  American  Forke,  which  also  is  a  re- 
spectable stream.  The  fort  incloses  a  space  of  about  two  hundred 
yards  by  eighty  ;  the  walls  are  built  of  adobe  or  sun-dried  brick.  All 
the  houses  are  of  one  story,  save  one,  which  stands  in  the  middle, 
which  is  two  stories.  This  is  the  magazine,  officers'  mess-room,  etc. 
It  was  in  this  that  in  former  times  Sutter  held  his  state  and  issued 
orders  amongst  the  tribes  of  Indians  as  peremptory  and  final  as  those 
of  an  emperor.  This  man  Sutler  has  played  a  conspicuous  part  in 
the  history  of  this  country,  and  is  likely  to  continue  his  onward 
career.  His  personal  appearance  is  striking:  about  forty  or  fifty 
years  of  age,  slightly  bald,  about  five  feet  six  inches  in  height,  open, 
frank  face,  and  strongly  foreign  in  his  manner,  appearance,  and  ad- 
dress. He  speaks  many  languages  fluently,  including  that  of  all 
Indians,  and  has  more  control  over  the  tribes  of  the  Sacramento  than 
any  man  living.  We  spent  many  days  at  Sutter's,  and  were  at  the 
first  Fourth  of  July  dinner  ever  eiven  publicly  at  the  fort.  Sutter 
presided  at  the  head  of  the  table,  Governor  Mason  on  his  right  and  I 
on  his  left.  About  fifty  sat  down  to  the  table,  mostly  Americans, 
some  foreigners,  and  one  or  two  Californians.  The  usual  toasts, 
songs,  speeches,  etc.,  passed  off,  and  a  liberal  quantity  of  liquor  dis- 
posed of — champagne,  Madeira,  sherry,  etc.;  upon  the  whole,  a  din- 
ner that  would  have  done  credit  in  any  frontier  town.  1  have  no 
doubt  it  cost  the  givers  $1,500  or  $2,000.  At  Sutter's  we  began  to  see 
the  full  effect  of  the  gold  :  rooms  in  the  fort  were  rented  at  $100  a 
month,  and  one  indifferent  house  at  $500  a  month.  A  small  ox-load, 
hauled  some  twenty-five  miles,  cost  $Go,  and  a  trip  of  the  Lancet  to 
San  Francisco  was  worth  $600.  The  mechanics  employed  by  Sutter 
got  $10  a  day  the  month  round,  and  common  laborers  one  dollar  an 
hour.  Horses  that  a  few  months  ago  were  worth  $15  and  $20  were 
then  worth  $75  and  now  $100. 

From  Sutter's  we  went  up  the  American  Forke  twenty -five  miles  to 
the  Mormon  diggings.  This  is  a  half-formed  island  of  sand  and 
gravel,  where  the  Mormons  first  began  to  wash  for  gold.  They  got 
out  a  great  deal  at  about  the  rate  of  $25  per  man  a  day.  The  gold  is 
in  fine  bright  scales  and  is  very  pure.  It  is  separated  from  the  earth 
and  gravel  by  washing  in  the  pans  by  hand,  but  the  better  plan  is  in 
a  kind  of  inclined  trough,  with  cleats  nailed  across  the  bottom.  A  grate 
is  placed  over  the  highest  part  of  this  trough,  upon  which  the  gravel  is 
thrown,  afterwards  the  water,  The  gold  passes  into  the  trough,  the 
gravel  and  stones  are  removed,  and  by  a  constant  dashing  of  water 
and  rocking  the  machine,  the  earthy  matter  is  washed  off,  leaving  the 
gold  mixed  with  black  sand  in  the  bottom  of  the  machine.  These 
are  separated  by  drying  them  in  the  sun  and  blowing  off  the  sand, 
leaving  the  gold  pure.  You  would  be  astonished  at  the  ease  with 
which  the  precious  metal  is  obtained  ;  any  man  by  common  industry 
can  make  $25  a  day.  We  visited  a  great  many  parties  at  work  as 
high  up  the  American  Forke  as  Sutter's  saw-mill,  fifty  miles  above 
his  fort,  and  there  struck  to  the  right  and  left  into  the  mountains.  In 
the  bed  of  the  stream  the  gold  is  in  fine  scales,  whereas  in  the  hollows 
and  ravines  it  is  of  coarse  and  of  irregular  dimensions.  I  have 
seen  a  great  many  pieces  as  heavy  as  two  or  three  ounces,  one  of  six 
ounces,  and  have  heard  of  one  of  six  pounds.  In  the  mountain 
ravine,  several  men  have  made  $8,000  or  $10,000  a  month.  Every- 
body is  at  perfect  liberty  to  go  where  he  will,  but  the  gold  occurs  so 
plentifully  that  there  is  no  quarreling,  no  collisions.  We  saw  a  great 
deal  of  gold,  and,  as  near  as  we  could  then  estimate  it,  about  four 
thousand  people  were  at  work  getting  out  about  $50,000  of  gold 
daily.  This  gold  occurs  in  the  whole  western  slope  of  the  Sierra 
Nevada  north  and  south  of  Sutter's.  Exploring  parties,  not  satisfied 
with  $25  and  $50  a  day,  are  looking  for  the  pure  metal  unmixed  with 
earth.  Gold  is  so  common  that  it  can  be  bought  for  $8  or  $9  the 
ounce,  and  it  is  worth  in  Valparaiso  or  the  United  States  $16  or  $18. 
The  sudden  development  of  so  much  wealth  has  played  the  devil  with 
the  country.  Everybody  has  gone  there,  save  women  and  officers. 
Our  soldiers  are  deserting  and  we  can't  stop  it.  A  tailor  won't  work 
a  day,  nor  a  shoemaker,  nor  any  other  tradesman — all  have  gone  to 
the  mines.  The  sailors  desert  their  ships  as  fast  as  they  come  on  the 
coast,  and  we  have  been  waiting  a  month  to  send  an  express  to  the 
United  States,  but  no  vessel  can  get  a  crew  to  leave  the  coast.  We 
remained  up  there  among  the  mountains  a  few  days,  and  saw  enough 
gold  to  carry  conviction  of  the  truth  of  the  most  exaggerated  ac- 
counts that  had  previously  reached  us.  We  hurried  back  to  Mon- 
terey to  dispatch  a  courier  to  Washington,  but  no  vessel  has  yet  been 
able  to  leave  the  coast  for  want  of  a  crew.  We  are  now  hourly  ex- 
pecting a  small  schooner  from  San  Francisco,  which  is  reported  about 
to  make  an  effort,  with  three  or  four  men,  to  get  to  Valparaiso.  When 
we  were  in  the  midst  of  dispatches  about  the  gold-mines  and  mania, 
here  comes  the  notice  of  the  conclusion  of  the  Treaty  of  Peace.  .  .  . 
Peace  increases  our  difficulties  here  tenfold.  The  volunteers  all  have  to 
be  discharged,  and  in  Upper  California  will  not  remain  over  a  hundred 
soldiers  at  seven  dollars  per  month.  Of  course  they  are  deserting  as 
fast  as  they  can,  and  in  a  very  short  time  there  will  not  be  a  dozen 
left,  and  we  officers  will  be  alone  in  this  country,  with  heavy  maga- 
zines and  valuable  stores  unguarded.  Peace,  too,  makes  this  Ameri- 
can territory  in  which  the  military  officers  can  exercise  no  constitu- 
tional authority.  So  that,  at  a  critical  moment,  all  force — civil  and 
military — is  withdrawn,  and  the  country  filled  with  the  hardest  kind 
of  a  population  of  deserters  and  foreigners. 

In  January  of  1850  General  Sherman  went  home  from 
California,  bearing  dispatches  to  the  War  Department.  Two 
years  later  he  received  notice  of  his  appointment  as  partner 
in  the  banking  firm  of  Lucas,  Turner  &  Co.  He  therefore 
resigned  from  the  army,  and  went  to  San  Francisco  to  in- 
augurate a  branch  of  the  firm  there.  Before  leaving,  he 
wrote  as  follows  : 

I  suppose  you  have  heard  of  my  proposed  departure  for  Cali- 
fornia. It  is  proper  you  should  have  distinct  information  on  this 
head.  I  start  on  Sunday,  sixth  instant,  in  the  Pampero,  for  San 
Juan,  taking  the  Nicaragua  route  for  novelty.  I  go  as  a  member  of 
the  banking-house  of  Lucas  &  Turner,  a  branch  of  that  of  Lucas  A 
Simonds,  of  St.  Louis.  Turner  is  a  particular  friend  of  mine,  and  is 
already  in  California  ;  he  is  quite  wealthy.  Lucas  is  decidedly  the 
richest  property-holder  in  St.  Louis,  and  has  credit  unlimited.  Now 
I,  of  course,  could  not  have  better  associates  in  business  if  I  am  ever 
to  quit  the  army,  and  in  these  prosperous  times  salaried  men  suffer. 
Nevertheless,  1  was  unwilling  to  resign,  and  have  procured  leave  of 
absence  for  six  months,  at  the  end  of  which  time  I  can  best  deter- 
mine what  to  do.  You  may  depend  on  it  that  I  will  not  throw  away 
my  present  position  without  a  strong  probability  of  decided  advantage. 

In  the  following  letter,  dated  June  3,  1853,  General  Sher- 
man describes  the  changes  that  have  taken  place  in  San 
I'rancisco  during  his  absence  : 

This  is  the  most  extraordinary  place  on  earth.  Large  brick  and 
granite  houses  fill  the  site  where  stood  the  poor,  contemptible  vil- 
lage ;  wharves  extend  a  mile  out,  along  which  lie  ships  and  steamers 
of  the  largest  class,  discharging  freight  in  a  day  that  used  to  consume 
with  scows  a  month.  Yet  amid  all  this  business  and  bustle  there  is 
more  poverty  than  in  New  York.  Not  a  day  without  distressed  indi- 
viduals ask  for  money. 

The  following  group  of  letters,  treating  of  the  Vigilance 
Committee,  explain  very  fully  the  general's  opposition  to  the 
committee  : 

The  steamer  sails  to-day,  and  will  bring  you  news  of  the  same 
character  as  the  two  past.  The  Vigilance  Committee  is  in  full  blast, 
still  exercises  entire  control,  has  Judge  Terry  in  their  power,  and  had 
the  man  Hopkins  died,  they  would  have  hung  him.  Now  the  proba- 
bilities are  they  will  send  him  away.  Where  the  matter  is  to  end,  I 
can  not  imagine,  but  1  think  the  community  is  getting  sick  and  dis- 
gusted with  their  secrecy,  their  street  fools,  and  parades,  and  mock 
trials — worse,  fur  worse,  than  the  prompt,  rapid  executions  of  a  mob 
or  lynch  court.  Since  my  resignation  1  have  kept  purposely  aloof 
from  all  parlies,  either  one  way  or  the  other  ;  being  in  a  business 
where  large  interests  are  at  stake,  I  can  not  act  with  that  decision 
otherwise  that  would  suit  mc.  I  do  not  think  there  is  any  necessity 
for  the  interference  of  tin-  Federal  authorities,  but  that  before  we 
can  hear  from  Washington,  the  matter  will  be  over  and  forgotten. 

#####*  *  *  it 

Here  in  this  country  the  Democratic — a  mob — element  prevails  to 


such  a  degree  that,  as  you  will  have  observed,  the  influence  of  gov- 
ernor, mayor,  and  all  the  executive  authority  has  been  utterly  disre- 
garded. For  three  months  here  we  have  been  governed  by  a  self- 
constituted  committee,  who  have  hung  four  men,  banished  some 
twenty  others,  arrested,  imprisoned,  and  ironed  many  more,  and  who 
now  hold  a  judge  of  the  supreme  court  in  their  power.  .  .  .  There  is 
no  doubt  we  have  a  bad  administration  of  law  here,  and  more  than 
a  fair  share  of  rowdies  ;  but  I  think  the  committee  itself  no  better, 
and  if  we  are  to  be  governed  by  the  mere  opinion  of  the  committee, 
and  not  by  officers  of  our  own  choice,  I  would  prefer  at  once  to  have 
a  dictator.  The  committee  is  now  in  a  bad  fix.  The  man  whom 
Terry  stabbed  is  now  well.  The  Executive  Committee  of  Vigilance 
are  now  willing  to  acquit  him,  but  before  they  can  act  in  such  a  man- 
ner by  their  by-laws,  they  must  submit  the  case  to  a  board  of  dele- 
gates, composed  of  three  from  each  of  their  military  companies. 
This  board  of  delegates,  of  course,  want  action,  and  they  insist  that 
Terry  shall  resign  his  office  and  go  away,  or  be  hung.  There  is  a 
sloop-of-war  here,  the  John  Adams,  whose  commander  says  that  he 
will  intercept  any  ship  that  attempts  to  carry  Terry  off;  so  that  it 
will  be  difficult  for  them  to  banish  Terry,  and  it  is  not  impossible 
that  they  may  yet  hang  Terry  to  save  themselves  the  consequences  of 
his  return  to  the  bench.  If  there  is  not  an  entire  revolution  and 
withdrawal  from  the  Union,  then  all  these  acts  of  violence  must 
come  up  before  our  courts  on  actions  for  civil  damages,  and  it  is 
likely,  if  Terry  returns  to  the  bench,  he  will  have  some  feeling 
against  the  men  who  have  kept  him  imprisoned  some  two  months, 
with  daily  expectation  of  death  or  banishment.  We  are  waiting  to 
hear  what  President  Pierce  will  do  in  the  matter.  I  doubt  whether 
he  will  interfere  as  long  as  these  men  do  not  try  to  bring  about  an 
absolute  revolution,  which  I  do  not  think  they  have  yet  contem- 
plated. My  own  opinion  is,  the  committee  is  tired  of  its  position, 
but  find  it  difficult  to  withdraw  from  the  complications  in  which  they 
are  involved.  .  .  . 

To  this  John  Sherman  replied,  likening  the  state  of  affairs 
in  California  to  that  in  Kansas,  and  seeming  to  find  excuses 
for  the  Vigilance  Committee's  actions,  to  which  General 
Sherman  answered  : 

The  difference  between  the  Kansas  case  and  this  is  that  in  Kansas 
the  efforts  came  from  the  slavery  party  to  restrain  the  free  emigra- 
tion and  to  stuff  the  vote,  so  as  to  nullify  the  numbers  of  free 
voters.  Here  the  ballot-box  stuffing  was  partly  imaginary,  the 
famous  box  being  a  humbug,  used  at  the  primary  elections  to  secure 
the  nominations,  and  never  used  at  the  public  polls.  One  was  posi- 
tively illegal,  the  other  was  simply  irregular,  and  the  legislature  of 
the  State  had  already  decided  that  the  judges  of  election  should  be 
appointed  by  five  well-known  gentlemen  of  this  city — a  remedy  am- 
ple and  conclusive  for  future  elections,  which  was  an  admission  on  the 
part  of  the  State  that  the  former  judges  of  election  were  not  trust- 
worthy. Again,  in  Kansas  it  was  doubtful  who  was  the  legal  gov- 
ernor. Here  there  is  no  question  that  Johnson  was  duly  and  fairly 
elected,  for  if  any  illegal  voles  were  cast,  they  were  against  him.  The 
city  of  San  Francisco,  where  all  these  alleged  frauds  were  committed, 
voted  against  Johnson.  If  murder  had  not  been  punished  hereto- 
fore, it  was  not  the  fault  of  the  judges,  but  of  the  juries,  the  mer- 
chants, and  those  who  are  of  the  Vigilance  Committee,  having 
avoided  jury  duty  as  much  as  possible.  I  remember  when  Cora's 
jury  was  empaneled,  there  was  a  universal  answer  that  it  was  a  good 
jury,  and  the  judge  charged  strongly  for  murder;  but  the  jury  did 
not  agree,  and  those  who  voted  for  Cora's  acquittal  were  of  the 
Vigilance  Committee.     Same  of  Hothington's  trial. 

With  this,  the  letters  relating  to  California  cease.  To  go 
back  a  little  in  point  of  time,  let  us  see  what  General  Sher- 
man wrote  when  his  brother  was  elected  to  Congress,  in 
1854: 

To  be  elected  is,  of  course,  a  higher  honor  than  to  occupy  a  seat 
in  the  House  of  Representatives  ;  yet  that  must  be  the  school  for 
those  who  are  ambitious  for  higher  honors.  The  Senate  is,  in  my 
opinion,  the  only  body  which  reflects  an  honor  upon  its  members, 
and  should  you  aspire  to  a  seat  there,  I  should  be  proud  to  learn  of 
your  success.  As  a  young  member,  I  hope  you  will  not  be  too  for- 
ward, especially  on  the  question  of  slavery,  which  it  seems  is  rising 
more  and  more  every  year  into  a  question  of  real  danger,  notwith- 
standing the  compromises.  Having  lived  a  good  deal  in  the  South, 
I  think  I  know  practically  more  of  slavery  than  you  do.  If  it  were  a 
new  question,  no  one  now  would  contend  for  introducing  it  ;  but  it  is 
an  old  and  historical  fact  that  you  must  take  as  you  find  it.  There 
are  certain  lands  in  the  South  that  can  not  be  inhabited  in  the  summer 
by  the  whites,  and  yet  the  negro  thrives  in  it — this  I  know.  Negroes 
free  won't  work  tasks,  of  course,  and  rice,  sugar,  and  certain  kinds  of 
cotton  can  not  be  produced  except  by  forced  negro  labor.  Slavery 
being  a  fact  is  chargeable  on  the  past ;  it  can  not  by  our  system  be 
abolished  except  by  force  and  consequent  breaking  up  of  our  present 
government. 

The  events  which  led  to  the  Rebellion  now  came  crowd- 
ing on,  and  the  brothers'  letters  were,  of  course,  full  of  it. 
In  his  desire  for  the  preservation  of  the  Union,  General 
Sherman  favors  the  nomination  of  Seward  rather  than  of 
Lincoln,  believing  it  to  be  less  likely  to  bring  the  troubles  to 
a  climax.     In  June,  1S60,  he  writes  : 

I  think,  however,  though  Lincoln's  opinions  on  slavery  are  as  rad- 
ical as  those  of  Seward,  yet  Southern  men,  if  they  see  a  chance  of 
his  success,  will  say  they  will  wait  and  see.  The  worst  feature  of 
things  now  is  the  familiarity  with  which  the  subject  of  a  dissolution 
is  talked  about.  But  I  can  not  believe  any  one,  even  Yancey  or 
Davis,  would  be  rash  enough  to  take  the  first  step.  ...  All  the  rea- 
soning and  truth  in  the  world  would  not  convince  a  Southern  man 
that  the  Republicans  are  not  abolitionists.  It  is  not  safe  even  to  stop 
to  discuss  the  question  ;  they  believe  it,  and  there  is  the  end  of  the 
controversy. 

When  the  war-cloud  burst,  there  was  an  effort  made  to  get 
General  Sherman  into  the  Cabinet  as  Secretary  of  War,  but 
this  he  would  not  listen  to.  He  had  an  important  conversa- 
tion with  Lincoln,  with  whose  military  views  he  was  not  in 
sympathy.  Lincoln  favored  militia  and  raw  recruits,  and 
Sherman  did  not.  In  April  of  1861  he  writes  to  his  brother 
John  : 

But  I  say  volunteers  and  militia  never  were  and  never  will  be  fit 
for  invasion,  and,  when  tried,  it  will  be  defeated  and  dropped  by 
Lincoln  like  a  hot  potato.  .  .  .  The  time  will  come  in  this  country 
when  professional  knowledge  will  be  appreciated,  when  men  that  can 
be  trusted  will  be  wanted,  and  I  will  bide  my  time.  I  may  miss  my 
chance  ;  if  so,  all  right  ;  but  I  can  not  and  will  not  mix  myself  in  this 
present  call.  The  first  movements  of  the  government  will  fail  and 
the  leaders  will  be  cast  aside.  A  second  or  third  set  will  rise,  and 
among  them  I  may  be  ;  but  at  present  I  will  not  volunteer  as  a 
soldier  or  anything  else.  If  Congress  meets,  or  if  a  national  conven- 
tion be  called  and  the  regular  army  be  put  on  a  footing  with  the 
wants  of  the  country,  if  I  am  offered  a  place  that  suits  me,  I  may 
accept.     But  in  the  present  call  I  will  not  volunteer. 

When  the  war  had  really  commenced  and  Sumter  fallen, 
John  Sherman  wrote  to  his  brother  : 

We  are  on  the  eve  of  a  terrible  war.  Every  man  will  have  10 
choose  his  position.  You,  fortunately,  have  the  militarv  education, 
prominence,  and  character  that  will  enable  you  to  play  a'high  part  in 
the  tragedy.  You  ain't  avoid  taking  such  a  part.  Neutrality  and 
indifference  are  impossible.  If  the  government  is  to  be  maintained, 
it  must  be  by  military  power,  and  that  immediately.  You  can  choose 
your  own  place.  .  .  .  The  administration  intends  to  stand  or  fall  by 
the  Union,  the  entire  Union,  and  the  enforcement  of  the  laws.  I 
look  for  preliminary  defeats,  for  the  rebels  have  arms,  organization, 
unity  ;  but  this  advantage  will  not  last  long. 

To  this  General  Sherman  replied  : 

I  know  full  well  the  force  of  what  you  say.  At  a  moment  like  this, 
the  country  expects  every  man  to  do  his  duty.  But  every  man  is  not 
at  liberty  to  do  as  he  pleases.     You  know  that  Mr.  Lincoln  said  to 


October  t,  i8g4. 


THE        ARGONAUT. 


you  and  me  that  he  did  not  think  he  wanted  military  men.  I  was 
then  free,  uncommitted.  ...  I  approve  fully  of  Lincoln's  determina- 
tion to  use  all  his  ordinary  and  extraordinary  powers  to  maintain  and 
defend  the  authority  with  which  he  is  clothed  and  the  integrity  of  the 
Xalion,  and  had  I  not  committed  myself  to  another  duty.  I  would 
most  willingly  have  responded  to  his  call.  .  .  .  The  question  of  the 
national  integrity  and  slavery  should  be  kept  distinct,  for  otherwise  it 
will  gradually  become  a  war>f  extermination— a  war  without  end. 
If.  when  Congress  meets,  a  clearly  defined  policy  be  arrived  at,  a 
clear  end  to  be  accomplished,  and  then  the  force  adequate  to  that  end 
be  provided  for,  then  I  could  and  would  act  with  some  degree  of  con- 
fidence, not  now. 

General  Sherman  was  not  long,  however,  in  making  up  his 
mind  to  take  an  active  part  in  the  war.  In  a  letter  he  says  : 
"  In  the  war  on  which  we  are  now  entering  paper  soldiers 
won't  do.  McClellan  is  naturally  a  superior  man  and  has 
had  the  finest  opportunities  in  Mexico  and  Europe.  Even 
his  juniors  admit  his  qualifications."  From  Fort  Corcoran, 
General  Sherman  writes  : 

It  does  seem  to  me  strange  that,  when  all  know  that  if  Beauregard 
gets  Washington  the  Southern  Confederacy  will  be  an  established 
fact,  they  should  leave  volunteers  to  hold  the  most  important  point 
in  the  world.  Out  of  my  seven  regiments  three  are  in  a  state  of 
mutiny,  and  I  have  been  compelled  to  put  about  one  hundred  men 
as  prisoners  on  board  a  man-of-war.  And  yesterday  I  had  my  regu- 
lars all  ready  with  shotted  guns  to  fire  on  our  own  troops,  some  of 
whom  not  only  claim  their  discharge,  but  threaten  to  spike  our  guns. 
They  claim  to  be  only  three  months'  men,  whereas  the  War  Depart- 
ment claims  their  services  for  three  years.  Even  some  of  the  three 
years'  men  say  the  President  had  no  right  to  call  for  three  years  men, 
and  that  the  subsequent  legislation  of  Congress  was  ex  post  facto. 

In  the  course  of  his  reply,  John  Sherman  wrote  : 
When  you  remember  that  all  these  regiments  are  formed  by  vol- 
untary enlistment,  and  for  the  war,  and  under  the  shadow  of  defeat, 
it  is  wonderful  so  large  a  force  is  raised.  As  winter  approaches, 
more  will  enlist,  for  employment  in  civil  pursuits  will  be  out  of  the 
question.  Want  is  as  good  a  recruiting  sergeant  as  patriotism.  If, 
however,  voluntary  enlistment  fail,  then  drafting  must  be  resorted  to. 
It  is  the  fairest  and  best  mode,  for  it  makes  all  classes  contribute 
alike. 

The  letters  written  by  General  Sherman  from  Corinth, 
where  he  remained  until  the  battle  of  Shiloh,  are  devoted 
chiefly  to  defending  the  army  from  the  unjust  charges  which 
were  circulated  throughout  the  country  before  the  official  re- 
ports of  the  battle  were  made  public.     He  says  : 

My  hand  is  still  very  sore,  but  I  am  able  to  write  some.  The  news- 
papers came  back  to'us  with  accounts  of  our  battle  of  the  fifth  and 
seventh  instant,  as  usual  made  by  people  who  ran  away  and  had  to 
excuse  their  cowardice  by  charging  bad  management  on  the  part  of 
the  leaders.  I  see  that  we  were  surprised,  that  our  men  were  bayo- 
neted in  their  tents,  that  officers  had  not  had  breakfast,  etc.  This  is 
all  simply  false.  The  attack  did  not  begin  until  seven-forty-five  A.  M. 
All  but  the  worthless  cowards  had  had  breakfast.  Not  a  man  was 
bayoneted  in  or  near  his  tent.  Indeed,  our  brigade  surgeon,  Hart-  | 
shorn,  has  not  yet  seen  a  single  bayonet  wound  on  a  living  or  dead 
subject.  .  .  .  You.  doubtless,  like  most  Americans,  attribute  our 
want  of  success  to  bad  generals.  I  do  not.  With  us,  you  insist,  the 
boys,  the  soldiers,  govern.  They  must  have  this  or  that,  or  will  cry 
down  their  leaders  in  the  newspapers,  so  no  general  can  achieve 
much.  They  fight  or  run  as  they  please,  and,  of  course,  it  is  the 
general's  fault.     Until  this  is  cured,  we  must  not  look  for  success. 

General  Sherman  was  strong  in  his  views  on  the  subject  of 
reporters  and  the  army,  and  he  would  never  allow  corres- 
pondents about  when  he  knew  of  their  presence.  In  a  letter 
written  before  Vicksburg  in  February,  1 863,  he  expresses  him- 
self freely  in  the  matter  and  gives  the  reason  for  his  action  : 
I  now  know  the  secret  of  this  last  tirade  against  me  personally.  Of 
course  newspaper  correspondents  regard  me  as  the  enemy  of  their 
class.  I  announced  that  all  such  accompanying  me  on  the  expedition 
were  and  should  be  treated  as  spies.  They  are  spies,  because  their 
publications  reach  the  enemy,  give  them  direct  and  minute  informa- 
tion of  the  composition  of  our  forces,  and,  while  invariably  they  puff 
up  their  patrons,  they  pull  down  all  others.  Thus,  this  man  Knox, 
dating  his  paper  upon  the  steamer  Continental,  the  head-quarters  of 
Generals  Steele  and  Blair,  gives  these  general  officers  and  their  divi- 
sion undue  praise  and  libels  and  abuses  all  others. 

This  not  only  plays  into  the  hands  of  our  enemies  by  sowing  dis- 
sensions among  us,  but  it  encourages  discontent  among  the  officers, 
who  find  themselves  abused  by  men  seemingly  under  the  influence  of 
officers  high  in  command.  I  caused  Knox's  communication  to  be 
read  to  him,  paragraph  by  paragraph,  and  then  showed  him  my  in- 
structions, by  my  orders  made  at  the  time,  and  the  official  reports  of 
others,  and'how  wide  he  was  of  the  truth.  And  now  I  have  asked 
his  arrest  and  trial  by  General  Grant  on  charges  as  a  spy  and  in- 
former. 

The  Fifty-Seventh  Article  of  War,  which  is  a  law  of  Congress,  is 
as  follows  :  "  Who  shall  be  convicted  of  holding  correspondence  with 
or  giving  intelligence  to  the  enemy,  either  directly  or  indirectly,  shall 
suffer  death,"  etc.  I  will  endeavor  to  bring  in  all  the  facts  by  means 
of  the  evidence  of  officers  who  took  part  in  all  these  events.  My 
purpose  is  not  to  bring  Knox  to  death  or  other  severe  punishment, 
but  I  do  want  to  establish  the  principle  that  citizens  shall  not,  against 
the  orders  of  the  competent  military  superior,  attend  a  military  expe- 
dition, report  its  proceedings,  and  comment  on  its  officers. 

More  serious  troubles  gathered  about  General  Sherman. 
We  find  him  writing  to  John  : 

Mr.  Lincoln  intended  to  insult  me  and  the  military  profession  by 
putting  McClernand  over  me,  and  I  would  have  quietly  folded  up  my 
things  and  gone  to  St.  Louis,  only  I  know  in  times  like  these  all  must 
submit  to  insult  and  infamy  if  necessary.  The  very  moment  I  think 
some  other  is  at  hand  to  take  my  corps,  I'll  slide  out.  The  army 
growls  a  good  deal  at  the  apathy  of  the  nation,  at  home  quite  com- 
fortable and  happy,  yet  pushing  them  forward  on  all  sorts  of  des- 
perate expeditions.  Newspapers  can  now  turn  armies  against  their 
leaders.  Every  officer  and  soldier  knows  I  pushed  the  attack  on 
Vicksburg  as  far  as  they  wanted  to  venture,  and  if  others  think  differ- 
ently  they  naturally  say  :  "  Why  not  come  down  and  try  ?" 

Two  years  have  passed,  and  the  rebel  flag  still  haunts  our  nation's 
capital— our  armies  entered  the  best  rebel  territory  and  the  waves 
closed  in  behind,  scarcely  leaving  a  furrow-mark  behind.  The  ut- 
most we  can  claim  is  that  our  enemy  respects  our  power  to  do  them 
physical  harm  more  than  they  did  at  first  ;  but  as  to  loving  us  any 
more,  it  were  idle  even  to  claim  it.  Our  armies  are  devastating  the 
land,  and  it  is  sad  to  see  the  destruction  that  attends  our  progress— 
we  can  not  help  it.  Farms  disappear,  houses  are  burned  and  plun- 
dered, and  every  living  animal  is  killed  and  eaten.  General  officers 
make  'feeble  efforts  to  stay  the  disorder,  but  it  is  idle. 

In  speaking  of  his  relations  with  Grant,  General  Sher- 
man says  :  "  With  him  I  am  as  a  second  self.  We  are  per- 
sonal and  official  friends."  In  another  letter,  March  26, 
1864: 

General  Grant  is  all  the  rage  :  he  is  subjected  to  the  disgusting  but 
dangerous  process  of  being  lionized.  He  is  followed  by  crowds  and 
is  cheered  everywhere.  While  he  must  despise  the  fickle  fools  who 
run  after  him.  he,  like  most  others,  may  be  spoiled  by  this  excess  of 
flattery.  He  may  be  so  elated  as  to  forget  the  uncertain  tenure  upon 
which  he  holds  and  stakes  his  really  well-earned  laurels.  I  conversed 
with  him  but  little,  as  I  did  not  wish  either  to  occupy  his  time  or  to 
be  considered  his  flatterer.  The  opinion  I  form  of  him  from  his  ap- 
pearance is  this— his  will  and  common  sense  are  the  strongest  feat- 
ures of  his  character.  He  is  plain  and  modest,  and  so  far  bears  him- 
self well.  All  here  give  him  hearty  cooperation  ;  but  an  officer  who 
does  not  like  Halleck,  tells  me  Halleck  will  ruin  Grant  with  the  Presi- 
dent within  sixty   days,  or,  on   failure   to  do  so,  will   resign.  .  .  . 


Grant  is  as  good  a  leader  as  we  can  find.  He  has  honesty,  sim- 
plicity of  character,  singleness  of  purpose,  and  no  hope  or  claim  to 
usurp  civil  power.  His  character,  more  than  his  genius,  will  recon- 
cile armies  and  attach  the  people.  Let  him  alone.  Don't  disgust 
him  by  flattery  or  importunity.  Let  him  alone.  ...  If  bothered, 
hampered,  or  embarrassed  he  will  drop  you  all  and  let  you  slide  into 
anarchy. 

The  letters  continue  until  Tuesday,  February  3,  1891, 
when  General  Sherman  writes  to  his  brother  :  "lam  drift- 
ing along  in  the  old  rut  in  good  strength,  attending  to  about 
four  dinners  a  week  at  public  or  private  houses,  and  gener- 
ally wind  up  for  gossip  at  the  Union  League  Club."  It  is  a 
pleasant  last  glimpse  of  the  old  soldier,  full  of  years  and 
glory. 

The  book,  which  is  handsomely  printed  and  is  supplied 
with  portraits  and  an  index,  is  published  by  Charles  Scrib- 
ner's  Sons,  New  York  ;  price,  $3.00. 


A    EUROPEAN    CHARMER. 


She  Flashes  upon  New  York  at  Koster  and  Bial's— Her  Long  List 

of  Lovers,  Royal,  Princely,  and  Noble— A  Slug^ine:- 

Match  for  Di  Dio's  Sake. 


OLD    FAVORITES. 


On  a  Velvet  Coat  of  the  Last  Century. 
Yes  !     'Tis  old  and  faded  now, 

Sadly  torn  ; 
Yet  let  us  remember  how 

'Twould  adorn 
A  gay  gallant  at  Vauxhall, 
And  at  Bath  Assembly  ball, 
And  how  walking  in  the  Mall, 

Once  'twas  worn. 

With  a  delicate  cravat, 

Made  of  lace, 
With  a  smart  three-cornered  hat. 

And  a  face. 
Framed  in  hair  of  sunny  hue, 
Tied  behind  in  hanging  queue, 
Curled  and  frizzed — of  powder,  too, 

Just  a  trace. 

And  a  rapier  gaily  swung 

At  his  side  ; 
O'er  his  hands  lace  ruffles  hung, 

Fine  and  wide  ; 
Oh  !  his  gauds  became  him  well, 
And  the  village  crones  can  tell 
How  full  many  a  Tunbridge  "belle" 

For  him  sighed. 

Fought  he  duels  one  or  two, 

Maybe  more, 
And  full  many  a  billet-doux 

At  the  door 
Of  some  patched  and  powdered  fair, 
He  would  leave  with  tragic  air, 
Which  he  took  especial  care 

That  she  saw. 

But  for  wife  no  Fashion's  Queen, 

Did  he  take, 
fJut  a  maid  of  modest  mien, 

For  whose  sake 
He  determined  Fashion's  crowd, 
With  its  buzz  of  voices  loud. 
And  its  train  of  beauties  proud. 

To  forsake. 

Thus  his  merry  old-time  days 

Fleeted  by  ; 
And  if  we  our  eyes  upraise, 

We  can  spy 
On  a  tomb — "Sir  Clement  Gray 
And  his  virtuous  Lady,  May, 
Dying  on  the  self-same  day, 

Here  do  lie." — Anon, 


The  Court-Suit. 
Come,  Mentors,  to  the  right-about  ! 

I  mean  to  go  in  spite  of  you. 
Here,  my  good  Moses,  pick  me  out 

Your  handsomest  in  gold  and  blue. 
I've  caught  at  last  the  royal  eye, 

And,  fairly  launched  in  Fortune's  race, 
Am  off  to  wait  on  Majesty, 

And  swell  it  in  a  suit  of  lace. 

Ambition  whispers  in  my  ear  ; 

Already  I  can  feel  its  glow. 
Zounds  !     I  shall  come  to  grief,  I  fear, 

If  I  can't  bow  a  shade  more  low. 
Won't  they  just  stare,  the  passers-by, 

To  see  how  I  can  go  the  pace  ! 
I'm  off,  Sirs,  to  his  Majesty  ; 

How  do  you  like  my  suit  of  lace  ? 

Being  minus  my  barouche  as  yet, 
1  start  on  foot,  but  on  the  way 
By  a  bon-vivant  friend  am  met, 
Who  hauls  me  off  to  dijeuner. 
'  Sorry  to  hurry  you,"  said  li 
"  But  I'm  due  in  another  place — 
En  route,  man,  for  his  Majesty  ; 

Don't  you  observe  my  suit  of  lace?" 

Scarce  from  the  table  had  I  stole. 

When  Master  Benedict  comes  up, 
Insisting,  hospitable  soul, 

That  I  should  taste  his  loving  cup. 
Gad  !  how  the  bottles  seemed  to  fly  ! 

Already  I'd  discussed  a  brace. 
When — how  about  his  Majesty? 

And  how  about  my  suit  of  lace  ? 

In  spite  of  claret  and  champagne, 

Still  to  ambition's  promptings  true, 
I  bravely  stagger  off  again. 

To  seek  my  royal  interview  ; 
But  in  the  crowd  what  should  I  spy, 

Close  to  the  gate,  but  Rose's  face  ? 
And  Rose — well,  she's  a  Majesty, 

Who  doesn't  want  a  suit  of  lace. 

Far  from  the  Court,  where,  sooth  to  say, 

Beauty  is  art,  and  love  a  leer, 
To  Rose's  room  I  haste  away, 

Where  none  can  see  and  none  can  hear  ; 
And  there  my  coat,  I  can't  deny, 

Makes  Rose  first  smile  and  then  grimace. 
To  the  winds  went  his  Majesty, 

And  with  him  went  my  suit  of  lace  ! 

And  so  my  giddy  dream  is  gone, 

I  find  myself  myself  once  more  ; 
My  night-cap  once  again  I  don, 

And  in  ray  attic  soundly  snore. 
And,  gentle  reader,  by  the  bye, 

You'll  please  remember  that,  in  case 
You  want  to  wait  on  Majesty, 

You're  welcome  to  my  suit  of  lace. 

— Biranger,  translated  by  William  Toynbee. 


The  theatrical  season  opens  briskly.  John  Drew  has 
brought  out  Henry  Arthur  Jones's  new  four-act  play,  "The 
Bauble  Shop,"  at  the  Empire,  and  though  it  is  very  English 
and  deals  with  questions  of  English  politics  which  are  not 
generally  understood  here,  the  house  is  crowded,  and  a  long 
run  is  confidently  predicted.  Mr.  Drew  plays  Lord  Clive- 
brooke  and  has  some  fetching  lines.  "  You  don't  like  your 
friends'  wives?"  asks  Lady  Kate.  "Oh,  yes,"  drawls  his 
lordship,  "  I  like  them  very  well — for  my  friends.  And  I 
don't  mind  them  for  an  hour  or  two  at  dinner,  provided  the 
dinner's  good." 

Another  new  play — if  a  play  can  be  called  new  which  has 
been  played  in  London — is  "  Arms  and  the  Man,"  by  a  new 
English  playwright,  Bernard  Shaw.  This  has  been  brought 
out  at  the  theatre  in  Herald  Square,  and  appears  to  be 
drawing.  A  vaudeville,  also  of  English  extraction,  called 
"A  Gaiety  Girl."  is  being  played  at  Daly's,  and  is  well 
spoken  of.  In  it  a  bevy  of  pretty  English  blondes  exhibit 
their  charms  to  the  audience,  and  sing  "  Tommy  Atkins  " 
and  other  popular  melodies.  Sardou's  new  play,  "Gis- 
monda,''  has  been  bought  by  Fanny  Davenport,  and  will  be 
produced  here  simultaneously  with  its  appearance  in  Paris. 
If  all  stories  are  true,  Sardou  must  be  a  pretty  busy  man  for 
his  age.  Alexander  Salvini  allows  it  to  be  understood  that 
he  has  contracted  for  a  melodrama  from  the  veteran's  pen. 
Sothern  is  making  money  at  the  Lyceum  with  an  adaptation 
of  "  The  Victoria  Cross."  Marie  Wainwright  is  preparing 
to  appear  in  "  A  Daughter  of  Eve,"  a  new  play  by  Lancaster 
and  Magnus.  Francis  Wilson  has  brought  out  "The 
Devil's  Deputy"  at  Abbe/s,  and,  though  the  singing  was 
poor,  the  success  was  fair.  Wilson  is  a  favorite  with 
theatre-goers,  and  anything  which  he  produces  is  sure  of 
a  kind  reception.  His  premiere  chanteuse,  Lulu  Glaser, 
was  much  applauded. 

But  the  sensation  of  the  week  in  theatrical  circles  has  been 
the  row  at  Koster  and  Bial's  between  Baron  Oscar  Hammer- 
stein  and  his  partners.  It  appears  that  the  well-known 
music-hall  is  run  by  a  firm  consisting  of  John  Koster,  Albert 
Bial,  and  Oscar  Hammerstein,  called  "  the  baron,"  the  man- 
agement being  vested  in  the  two  former  and  the  bulk  of  the 
money  being  furnished  by  the  latter.  Hammerstein  objected 
to  the  engagement  of  Mile.  Di  Dio,  who,  according  to  him, 
sings  indecent  songs  ;  when  she  appeared  on  the  stage,  he 
went  into  a  box  and  hissed  lustily. 

The  baron's  demonstration  brought  to  the  front  one 
George  Kessler,  who  describes  himself  as  a  wine-dealer^ 
but  who  is  one  of  those  curious  persons  who  tout  for  cham- 
pagnes, and  who  are  always  trying  to  keep  themselves  in 
the  public  eye,  whether  it  be  by  loud  language  or  loud 
trousers.  Kessler  rebuked  the  baron  for  "  making  a  row." 
The  baron  retorted  by  "  making  passes  "  at  the  wine  man,  on 
which  the  latter  knocked  him  down.  Rising  to  his  feet,  the 
baron  prepared  to  resume  hostilities,  on  which  he  was 
knocked  down  again.  He  did  not  desist  from  his  hostile 
demonstrations  till  he  had  been  knocked  down  three  times 
more  and  arrested  by  a  policeman.  All  this  while  the 
audience  formed  a  ring,  while  the  lady  who  was  the  cause 
of  the  conflict  shrieked  in  her  broken  English  :  "  You  dog, 
you  are  no  gentleman." 

The  proceedings  before  the  police  court  resulted  in  a 
reprimand  from  the  judge,  who  laid  down  the  principle  of 
law  that  a  spectator  at  a  theatre  has  a  right  to  hiss,  but  not 
in  such  a  manner  as  to  disturb  those  who  enjoy  the  perform- 
ance. A  dissolution  of  the  firm  of  Koster,  Bial  &  Co.  is 
predicted. 

The  lady  herself  says  she  is  twenty-three  and  a  native  of 
Vienna,  her  father  being  Italian  and  her  mother  English. 
She  is  virtuo'us — of  that  she  is  quite  sure  ;  but,  as  she  says 
naively,  "how  can  she  prevent  men  from  loving  her?" 
Having  to  choose  between  a  humble  cottage  in  Hungary 
and  the  glories  of  the  footlights,  she  elected  the  latter,  and 
made  her  debut  at  Buda-Pesth  under  the  patronage  of  the 
Princess  Metternich.  She  became,  she  says,  an  immediate 
favorite,  and  from  that  time  she  has  "walked  upon  hearts." 
She  has  a  husband,  Count  Warlarshber,  but  he  does  not 
count.  The  Czar  of  Russia  always  visits  her  when  she  is 
in  the  same  place  as  his  imperial  majesty,  and  the  Arch- 
duke d'Este,  heir  to  the  Austrian  throne,  calls  her  his 
"chere  Mimi."  Prince  Carl  of  Hohenlohe  has  celebrated 
her  charms  in  verse,  and  the  Grand  Duke  Nicholas  has 
given  her  a  girdle.  There  are  besides  every-day  lovers, 
such  as  Prince  Radzivil,  Prince  Lichtenstein,  the  Duke  of 
Braganza,  the  Duke  of  Orleans,  and  Erzherzog  Otto,  who 
tried  to  commit  suicide  for  her  sake. 

She  was  nearly  the  cause  of  a  rupture  between  Ger- 
many and  Roumania.  One  of  her  adorers  was  a  young 
Roumanian  prince,  son  of  the  Roumanian  Minister  to 
Vienna.  He,  being  impecunious  and  not  burdened  with 
delicacy,  borrowed  a  fine  tiara  of  diamonds  from  her  and 
pawned  it.  The  story  got  abroad  and  was  talked  of 
at  the  clubs.  Just  then  Prince  Reuss,  who  was  Ger- 
man Embassador,  gave  a  grand  ball,  and  while  inviting 
the  Roumanian  Minister,  omitted  to  send  a  card  to  the  son. 
The  latter,  not  conceiving  that  an  intentional  slight  was 
meant,  called  on  the  Princess  Reuss,  and  observed  that  as 
he  supposed  the  omission  was  inadvertent,  he  would  do  him- 
self the  pleasure  of  attending  the  ball.  Upon  which  the 
German  bluntly  informed  him  that  there  had  been  no  over- 
sight, his  company  was  not  wanted  at  the  ball.  The  Rou- 
manian Minister  responded  by  a  challenge  ;  the  German  re- 
ported the  facts  to  Berlin  and  a  corps  <farmee  was  set  in  mo- 
tion for  Roumania  ;  it  took  the  intervention  of  several  of 
the  great  powers  to  preserve  the  peace.  All  which,  se  non  e 
vera  e  ben  trovafa,  to  boom  the  music-hall  maiden.  Mile.  Di 
Dio.  Ft  \ 

New  York,  September  22,  1894. 


8 


THE        ARGONAUT. 


October  i,  1894. 


LITERARY    NOTES. 


Personal  and  Miscellaneous  Gossip. 

The  first  edition  of  "Trilby"  consisted  of  thirty- 
five  thousand  copies,  but  was  much  too  small  to 
meet  the  demand  of  the  trade.  Booksellers  who 
had  ordered  seven  hundred  copies  were  obliged  to 
take  two  hundred,  and  those  who  had  ordered  two 
hundred  were  forced  to  content  themselves  with 
seventy-five.  Of  course  the  presses  are  going  as 
fast  as  they  can  to  fill  the  old  orders  and  to  meet 
the  new  demand. 

The  new  Revue  de  Paris  has  secured  as  serials 
the  next  novels  of  Alphonse  Daudet  ("  Quinze 
Ans  de  Manage").  Paul  Bourget  ("  Une  Idylle 
Tragique"),  and  Ludovic  Hal^vy  {"  Deux  Jeunes 
Filles"). 

In  one  month,  twenty-five  thousand  copies  of 
Hall  Caine's  "  The  Manxman"  have  been  sold  in 
England,  a  sale  unequaled  by  any  novel  since 
■■  Lothair."  Its  success  in  England  is  being  re- 
peated in  America.  The  Messrs.  Appleton  report 
that  their  first  large  edition  was  exhausted  within  a 
week,  and  they  have  been  pressed  to  meet  the  sub- 
sequent demand.  Mr.  Caine  is  thinking  of  writing 
a  storv  whose  hero  is  to  be  modeled  on  the  char- 
acter of  General  Gordon. 

W.  S.  Gilbert  has  recently  been  having  a  news- 
paper controversy  in  the  London  Times  on  the  sub- 
ject of  rhymes,  in  the  course  of  which  he  voices 
the  following  revolutionary  sentiment  : 

"As  you  have  opened  your  columns  to  this  question, 
may  I  ask  you  to  extend  your  complaisance  to  a  con- 
sideration of  the  words  of  that  preposterous  doggerel, 
the  National  Anthem  !  It  is  scandalous  that  such  piti- 
able drivel  should  be  found  in  association  with  one  of  the 
grandest  and  most  impressive  themes  in  the  English 
language." 

The  December  number  of  Harper's  is  to  contain 
the  opening  chapters  of  Mr.  Thomas  Hardy's  new 
novel. 

Mr.  Crawford's  "  Katharine  Lauderdale  "  is  now 
in  its  tenth  edition.  On  one  of  the  first  leaves  of 
the  ninth  edition  is  printed  this  legend  :  "Set  up 
and  electrotyped,  February,  1894.  Reprinted  in 
March.  Twice  in  April.  In  May.  In  June. 
Twice  in  July.     In  August." 

Dr.  A.  Conan  Doyle  has  taken  his  profession  as 
the  subject  of  a  collection  of  stories  called  "  Round 
the  Red  Lamp,"  a  red  lamp  being  the  "trade- 
mark "  of  the  English  country  surgeon's  office. 

The  "History  of  Punch,"  upon  which  M.  H. 
Spellman  has  been  at  work  for  some  years,  will  be 
brought  out  about  the  first  of  the  year.  From  an 
existence  of  mote  than  half  a  century,  a  fund  of 
material  has  been  gathered  that  will  make  the 
forthcoming  book  of  more  than  passing  interest. 
Selections  have  been  made  from  the  work  of  the 
leading  writers  and  caricaturists  of  the  times. 

Among  the  notable  articles  in  the  October 
Harper's  will  be  : 

The  first  of  five  papers,  by  Edwin  Lord  Weeks,  on  In- 
dian life  and  art.  under  the  title  "  Lahore  and  the  Pun- 
jaub";  an  article  on  the  streets  of  Paris,  by  Richard 
Harding  Davis,  with  illustrations  by  C.  D.  Gibson  ;  a 
paper  on  "Golf  in  the  Old  Country,"  by  Caspar  W. 
Whitney,  illustrated  from  drawings  and  photographs  ; 
and  a  review  of  the  romantic  work  of  Iberville  in  explor- 
ing the  Mississippi  and  gaining  Louisiana  for  the  French. 
The  fiction  of  the  number  will  be  Charles  Dudley  War- 
ner's novel,  "The  (".olden  House";  "The  Pinochle, "by 
Julian  Ralph;  "Salvation  Gap,"  a  story  of  a  mining- 
camp  and  a  lynching,  by  Owen  Wister  ;  "In  the  Piney 
Woods,"  a  tale  of  North  Carolina,  by  Mrs.  B.  F.  Mahew; 
and  "  The  Old  Gentleman  of  the  Black  Stock,"  a  story  of 
old-fashioned  Virginia  life,  by  Thomas  Nelson  Page. 

An  authorized  translation,  by  Elias  J.  Mac- 
Ewan,  M.  A.,  of  Dr.  Gustav  Freytag's  great  work, 
"  The  Technique  of  the  Drama,"  is  announced. 

The  personal  appearance  of  Jean  Richepin,  who 
is  described  as  the  most  versatile  genius  in  all 
France  since  the  death  of  Victor  Hugo,  must  im- 
press the  stranger  who  meets  him  for  the  first  time. 
He  is  pictured  as  a  tall,  burly  man,  handsome  in  a 
brutal  style,  with  a  low  brow,  a  thick  neck,  dilated 
nostrils,  and  a  general  air  of  athletic  calm. 

Dr.  George  Macdonald  has  recently  completed 
the  manuscript  of  a  new  story,  entitled  "  Lilith," 
which  is  written  somewhat  in  the  style  of  his 
"  Phantasies." 

Julian  Ralph,  whose  realistic  descriptions  of  per- 
sons or  places  are  familiar  to  most  American  read- 
ers, has  entered  a  new  field— that  of  fiction.  He 
has  written  for  Harpers  Magazine  several  short 
stories  of  tenement-house  life  in  New  York  ;  and 
the  first  of  these,  describing  an  organization  active 
in  saloon  politics,  will  appear  in  the  October  num- 
ber, under  the  title  "  The  Pinochle  Club." 

Harper's  Magazine  for  October  will  contain  an 
illustrated  article  on  the  most  popular  of  recent  im- 
portations from  Great  Britain — the  game  of  golf. 

D.  Appleton  and  Co.'s  announcements  for  the 
current  month  include  : 

"  The  Three  Musketeeri,"  by  Alexandre  Dumas,  illus- 
trated by  Maurice  Leloir ;  "Schools  and  Matters  of 
Sculpture,"  by  Mitt  A.  G.  RadclifTe  ;  the  second  volume 
of  "A  Hittory  of  the  United  States  Navy,"  by  Edgar 
Stanton  Maclay  ;  "  Woman'*  Place  in  Primitive  Cult- 
ure," by  Otis  Tuflon  Mason  ;  "  Round  the  Red  Lamp," 
1  *.'.ian  Doyle  ;  "  A  Flash  of  Summer,"  by  Mrs.  W. 
■\.  Clifford  ;  "  A  Green  Carnation  "  ;  "  The  Trail  of  the 
ird,"   by   Gilbert    Parker  ;  "  A    Mild    Barbarian,"   by 


Edgar  Fawcett ;  "Race  and  Language."  by  Andre' 
Lefevre  ;  "Systematic  Science  Teaching,"  by  Edward 
Gardiner  Howe ;  and  the  second  edition  of  Hall  Caine's 
"The  Manxman." 

"The  Trail  of  the  Sword  "  is  the  title  of  Gilbert 
Parker's  new  historical  novel,  which  is  published  by 
D.  Appleton  &  Co.  The  romance  takes  us  from 
Albany  to  Quebec  in  the  eighteenth  century,  and 
again  on  a  voyage  of  adventure.  It  is  a  tale  of 
love  and  of  bitter  hate. 

Of  "Trilby,"  "Lord  Ormont  and  his  Aminta," 
and  a  certain  class  of  readers,  Life  says  : 

"There  are  several  thousand  worthy  and  intelligent 
women  in  Boston  to  whom  the  week-day  that  does  not 
bring  a  Transcript  is  a  barren  experience  and  a  disap-  | 
pointment.  To  these  ladies,  to  appeal  to  the  Transcript 
when  anything  goes  amiss  is  as  natural  as  for  an  English- 
man to  write  to  the  Times.  Some  of  them  have  lately 
complained  to  it  in  derogation  of  Mr.  du  Maurier's 
'Trilby,'  and  have  lamented  the  possible  influence  ol 
the  example  of  that  charming  young  person  on  the  be- 
havior of  Boston's  growing  girls.  It  will  be  interesting 
to  see  what  these  respected  letter-writers  will  have 
to  say  when,  with  energies  renewed  by  the  fall  air, 
they  proceed  to  make  the  acquaintance  of  Mr. 
George  Meredith's  'Aminta.'  'Trilby,'  it  is  true, 
diverged  in  some  very  important  particulars  from 
the  safe  path  of  conventional  behavior;  but  her  bring- 
ing up  was  so  bad  that  even  her  most  serious  errors 
were  rather  misfortunes  than  faults.  But  Aminta,  with 
all  the  advantages  of  a  British  boarding-school  training, 
ran  away  from  a  tolerably  good  man,  whom  she  was 
married  to,  with  a  better  man  whom  she  loved.  And  the 
moral  of  the  story  seems  to  be  that  she  obeyed  the  higher 
law,  and,  on  the  whole,  did  just  right." 

The  second  and  concluding  volume  of  Mr.  E.  S. 
Maclay's  "  History  of  the  American  Navy  "  is  to  be 
published  this  month  by  the  Appletons.  Its  open- 
ing pages  deal  with  the  end  of  the  War  of  1812, 
and  the  book  closes  upon  the  building  up  of  the  new 
navy. 

C.  F.  Lummis,  the  author  of  "The  Land  of 
Poco  Tiempo,"  has  collected  his  tales  of  Pueblo 
Indian  folk-lore  for  publication  in  a  book  called 
"  The  Man  who  Married  the  Moon."  It  will  be 
illustrated  by  George  Wharton  Edwards. 

In  Blackwood's  Magazine  for  September  are  sev- 
eral articles  of  interest : 

Alfred  Austin  has  a  kind  word  to  say  about  Ireland, 
dwelling  on  its  natural  beauty  and  the  warm-heartedness 
of  the  people.  Mr,  Harris  describes  the  customs  of  the 
Somali,  the  Gallas,  and  the  Abyssinians.  There  is  a 
clever  review  on  Mme.  Feuillet.  who  has  written  a  book 
about  her  husband,  Octave  Feuillet.  Of  all  hunters  in 
India,  the  reputation  of  Sir  Edward  Draddon  is  among 
the  first,  and  in  the  number  "Thirty  Years  of  Shikar"  is 
concluded.  The  Black-wood  special  story,  "  The  Double- 
Bedded  Room,"  allows  full  opportunity  for  a  cold  shiver 
down  the  backbone. 

A  beautiful  idiiion  de  luxe  of  Dumas's  "  Three 
Musketeers  "  is  to  be  brought  out  by  D.  Appleton 
&  Co.,  by  arrangement  with  the  French  publishers. 
This  edition  (limited  to  seven  hundred  and  fifty 
copies)  of  the  immortal  book  is  a  royal  octavo,  and 
has  two  hundred  and  fifty  illustrations  by  the 
famous  Frenchman,  Maurice  Leloir. 

Journalistic  Chit-Chat. 
The  new  proprietor  of  the  London  Saturday  Re- 
view, Mr.  Edmonds,  is  the  owner  of  one  of  the 
law  reviews  and  brother-in-law  of  Mr.  M'Carthy, 
the  editor  of  the  Sunday  Observer.  Walter  Pol- 
lock, late  editor  of  the  Saturday,  seems  likely  to 
follow  Frederick  Greenwood's  example,  when  the 
Pall  Mall  Gazette  was  sold  over  his  head  and  he 
went  out  and  founded  the  St,  James's.  Mr.  Pollock 
is  said  to  be  forming  a  syndicate  of  capitalists  to 
establish  another  paper.  It  is  not  what  you  might 
call  an  auspicious  enterprise.  There  is  a  constant 
demand  for  new  weekly  journals  of  the  purely  friv- 
olous kind,  but  for  a  new  Saturday  the  world  can 
scarcely  be  said  to  clamor. 

In  the  United  States  there  are  1,855  daily  news- 
papers, 31  papers  published  every  other  day,  237 
published  twice  a  week,  and  14,017  weekly  news- 
papers. Eighty-five  papers  are  published  every 
two  weeks,  349  are  published  twice  a  month,  3,125 
every  month,  and  307  published  every  two  months 
and  every  three  months.  There  are  20,006  papers 
and  periodicals  in  the  United  States. 

An  example  of  what  Englishmen  call  "  the  New 
Journalism"  is  shown  in  this  story  of  Miss  Eliza- 
beth L.  Banks,  some  of  whose  articles  have  been 
collected  and  published  under  the  title  of  "Cam- 
paigns of  Curiosity  "  : 

"  She  was  sent  by  her  doctor  to  recuperate  in  Kent, 
and  immediately  another  attack  supervened,  and  she 
went  out  in  the  broiling  sun  and  the  abundant  rain  to 
write  her  experiences  as  a  strawberry-picker.  Then  the 
doctor  told  her  he  was  tired  of  having  such  an  unmindful 
patient,  so  she  turned  round  and  wrote  her  dealings  with 
doctors.  It  is  the  story  of  her  experiences  during  these 
attacks  that  make  up  this  volume." 

They  are  getting  stock  companies  down  pretty 
fine  in-  England  nowadays.  A  company  has  been 
registered  with  a  capital  of  fifty  pounds  in  one 
shilling  shares  to  carry  on  the  Mascot. 

The  weekly  edition  of  the  Manchester  Guardian 
is  exactly  the  big  American  Sunday  paper  modi- 
fied to  suit  an  English  audience.  A  recent  issue 
contained  stories  by  Helen  Mathers,  Julian  Haw- 
thorne, and  Robert  Montgomery  Bird  ;  poems  by 
Swinburne,  Oscar  Wilde,  Edgar  Fawcett,  and 
Celia  Thaxter  ;  illustrated  articles  on  the  Cowes 
Regatta,  the  Naval  Manoeuvres,  the  Art  of  the 
Player,  the  War  in  the  East,  Sports  and  Pastimes, 
Woman  in  the  World,  etc.;  and  chatty  leaderettes, 
under    such    lilies   as    "  People   who  are    Talked 


About,"  "  Parliament  in  Profile,"   "From  Pole  to 
Pole,"  and  "  From  the  Easy  Chair." 

There  exist  in  the  neighborhood  of  the  Pyrenees 
some  patriarchal  marurs.  In  a  Spanish  newspaper 
the  following  notice  appeared:  "The  journal  La 
Linterna  has  decided  to  suspend  its  issues  during 
the  present  great  heat.  Publication  will  be  resumed 
from  the  fifteenth  to  the  twentieth  September  next." 

New  York  Truth  announces  that  it  "wants,  just 
now,  the  best  humorous  love-story  of  one  thousand 
words  ever  written,  and  will  pay  a  liberal  sum  for  it 
on  acceptance." 

A  newspaper  that  appears  but  once  a  year  is 
issued  by  missionaries  at  Cape  Prince  of  Wales, 
Behring  Sea,  under  the  title  of  the  Eskimo  Bul- 
letin. It  appears  on  the  arrival  of  the  solitary  ves- 
sel which  visits  the  Esquimau  village  once  a  year. 
It  is  printed  by  hektograph  on  one  side  of  thick 
leaves  of  paper,  twelve  by  eight  inches.  The  con- 
tents are  in  Esquimau  and  English.  In  Greenland, 
a  little  annual  paper  used  to  be  printed  some  thirty 
years  ago,  entitled  Atuagagdlinlitnalinginginarmik 
lusaruminasassumik,  meaning  "  Something  to 
Read,  Reports  of  All  Kinds  of  Entertaining  News." 
It  published  occasional  pictures,  and  may  still  exist 
if  it  has  survived  its  name. 

Atlantis  is  the  name  of  a  new  Greek  weekly  in 
New  York.  It  "  is  written  in  the  purest  Greek 
language,  approaching  that  of  Xenophon.  It 
gives  the  latest  archaeological  intelligence,  the 
political  news,  and  progress  of  modern  Greece  and 
of  the  United  States." 

An  Englishman,  who  was  for  some  years  editor 
of  the  Morning  Post  of  Allahabad,  gives  some 
curious  particulars  of  the  uncertainties  of  the  native 
Indian  printer.     He  says  : 

"  You  want  about  three  hundred  compositors,  one  half 
Hindoo  and  the  other  half  Mohammedan.  When  the 
Hindoos  haven't  a  sacred  holiday,  the  Mohammedans 
have,  so  you  must  prepare  for  all  emergencies.  They 
don't  understand  a  word  of  the  English  language,  and 
they  set  up  the  copy  by  a  kind  of  intuition.  The  first 
proof  is  disheartening  and  incomprehensible,  the  second 
gayly  idiotic,  and  then  through  the  third  and  fourth 
stages  after  corrections  it  assumes  a  coherent  form.  You 
can't  argue  with  the  foreman  printer,  who  is  an  imposing 
creature  in  flowing  robe  and  turban.  He  doesn't  under- 
stand, and  thinks  you  are  saying  something  compliment- 
ary. All  you  can  do  is  to  swear  at  him  in  a  loud  tone  of 
voice  before  the  other  men  if  he  does  not  carry  out  your 
instructions.  This  humbles  him,  and  he  goes  steadily  for 
a  few  days,  when  his  salaams  begin  again  to  increase  and 
his  usefulness  to  evaporate.  But  look  at  the  wages.  At 
two  dollars  a  month  the  compositors  consider  themselves 
wealthy  enough  to  keep  a  wife  and  family  and  several 
other  families  involved  by  their  marriage.  The  coolies 
who  work  the  presses  get  no  more  than  one  dollar  a 
month,  and  at  that  figure  you  must  admit  that  they  are 
cheaper  than  gas,  electricity,  or  any  other  motive  power, 
for  that  matter." 

Mr.  Alfred  Harmsworth,  the  enterprising  young 
proprietor  of  Answe?-s,  of  whom  our  London  cor- 
respondent wrote  a  few  weeks  ago,  has  bought  a 
London  daily,  the  Evening  News  and  Post.  The 
price  was  one  hundred  and  twenty-five  thousand 
dollars,  and  he  retains  the  old  staff  at  handsome 
salaries. 

There  is  a  report  that  Mr.  Astor  intends  to  add 
to  his  newspaper  enterprises  by  the  publication  of 
a  new  weekly  journal  on  the  line  of  Tit-Bits. 

The  New  York  World  now  appears  without  the 
name  of  Joseph  Pulitzer  on  its  editorial  page.  In 
its  place  is  the  announcement  that  the  World  is 
published  by  the  Press  Publishing  Company. 

The  Magazine  of  American  History  is  to  be  re- 
vived with  General  O.  O.  Howard  as  editor-in-chief. 
The  magazine  suspended  publication  last  Septem- 
ber, owing  to  poor  business.  Under  the  new  man- 
agement, the  publication  will  be  enlarged  and  a 
number  of  new  features  added. 


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LITERARY    NOTES. 


Pasquier's  Last  Volume. 

The  third  and  concluding  volume  of  Chancellor 
Pasquier's  memoirs,  "A  History  of  My  Times," 
treats  of  the  Hundred  Da>s,  Waterloo,  the  Con- 
gress of  Vienna,  and  Napoleon's  departure  for  St. 
Helena.  In  sharp  contrast  to  the  anecdotic  mem- 
oirs of  Meneval  and  the  others  who  have  lately  been 
giving  the  world  their  impressions  of  the  Little 
Corporal,  Pasquier's  theme  is  the  administrative 
and  diplomatic  history  of  France  during  Napo- 
leon's life.  He  was  himself  a  Royalist,  and  re- 
fused office  under  the  emperor  on  the  latter's  re- 
turn from  Elba,  but  he  has  not  allowed  passion  to 
sway  his  judgment  or  to  color  his  presentation  of 
facts,  and  his  history  impresses  one  with  a  sense  of 
its  truth. 

While  Napoleon  was  imprisoned  at  Elba,  there 
was  anything  but  harmony  at  the  French  court : 
the  emigre's  were  back,  now  utterly  out  of  touch 
with  the  sentiments  of  the  nation  at  large,  and  an- 
tagonizing by  their  airs  the  old  soldiers,  who  knew 
the  returned  aristocrats  owed  their  restoration 
neither  to  their  own  nor  to  French  arms,  but  to  the 
power  of  the  Allies.  Says  M.  Pasquier  of  the 
monarchy  at  this  period  : 

*'  It  came  back  not  in  a  blaze  of  glory,  since  not  a 
single  victory  had,  in  the  past  twenty  years,  been  won 
either  by  it  or  in  its  name.  No  more  was  one  to  revel  in 
the  enjoyment  of  the  brilliant  victories  which  had  be- 
come so  dear  to  the  French  heart.  Fate  and  the  force  of 
circumstances  were  the  cause  that  memories  of  these 
victories,  while  so  dear  to  the  large  majority  of  French- 
men, were  a  matter  of  pain  to  the  king,  the  royal  family, 
and  almost  all  those  who  had  returned  in  their  wake." 

The  new  administration,  too,  was  sadly  in- 
efficient both  in  new  officials  appointed  and  in  the 
old  ones  retained,  who  felt  the  need  of  Napoleon's 
keen  supervision.     Pasquier  himself  confesses  : 

"Although  endowed  with  a  good  deal  of  activity  and 
anxious  to  reap  golden  opinions  in  my  new  position,  I 
must  fain  admit  that  I  would  have  done  more  and  better 
work  under  the  preceding  government  ;  I  frequently 
postponed  to  the  following  day  that  which  in  former 
days  I  would  have  brought  to  an  issue  on  the  very  day. 
Nevertheless,  I  think  I  am  entitled  to  say  that  the  De- 
partment of  the  Ponts  et  Chaussees  was  far  from  being 
the  one  where  this  disadvantage  made  itself  most  felt." 

But  Napoleon  was  not  wanted  by  the  war-weary 
French  people,  as  he  himself  knew,  for  to  one  who 
congratulated  him  on  the  enthusiastic  welcome 
shown  him  on  his  long  journey  from  Cannes  to 
Paris,  he  said  :  "  Do  not  make  any  mistake,  my 
dear  sir  ;  they  simply  suffered  me  to  come,  as  they 
suffered  the  other  fellows  to  leave."  The  cause  for 
this  lay  partly  in  the  emperor  himself.  There  was 
truth  in  the  old  anagram,  "  Able  was  I  ere  I  saw 
Elba,"  Napoleon  was  not  the  man  he  had  been 
five  years  before.     Says  Pasquier  : 

"  I  can  not  help  thinking  that  his  genius,  just  Hke  his 
physical  forces,  was  in  a  condition  of  deep  decline.  .  .  - 
It  is  impossible  for  me  not  to  consider  that  he  showed 
himself  inferior  to  himself.  From  the  time  of  his  disem- 
barking in  the  Golfe  Jonan  to  that  of  his  reaching  Paris, 
he  was  admirable  in  his  firmness  of  purpose  and  in  his  re- 
sources of  execution  ;  his  proclamations  in  those  days 
are  characterized  by  a  loftiaess  and  grandeur  which  fire 
both  mind  and  heart.  It  would  have  been  impossible  to 
appeal  more  vividlv  to  every  sentiment  and  to  all  the  pas- 
sions likely  to  insure  him  a  welcome.  Subsequent  to  this 
brilliant  debut  he  lost  the  secret  of  turning  his  utterances 
to  like  strains  ;  he  no  longer  knew  how  to  rise  superior  to 
men  and  events.  He  found  it  necessary  to  appeal  in  the 
name  of  sentiments  of  liberty  and  independence ;  he 
could  no  longer  allow  his  secret  desires  to  appear  of  re- 
suming his  habits  of  despotism,  which  he  was  compelled 
to  renounce,  and  which  were  soon  to  cause  doubts  to 
be  entertained  as  to  his  good  faith.  When  once  he  had 
ventured  to  indulge  in  rash  assertions  as  to  the  return  of 
the  empress,  and  the  friendly  understanding  about  to  be 
arrived  at  between  himself  and  his  father-in-law,  he  sowed 
the  seed  of  discouragement  in  the  minds  of  all  those  who 
had  yielded  to  such  a  hope.  Who  knows  if  he  was  not 
himself  somewhat  the  dupe  of  the  illusion  which  he  had 
sought  to  make  others  share  1  After  the  loss  of  the  battle 
(Waterloo)  everything  was  deplorable  in  his  resolves  and 
in  his  mode  of  executing  them.  Once  back  a  fugitive  in 
his  capital,  he  knew  not  how  to  command,  to  govern,  to 
abdicate  apropos.  He  suffered  to  be  torn  from  his  brow 
a  crown  which  he  could  have  nobly  laid  down,  and  the 
mad  thought  of  preserving  it  for  his  son  led  him  and  his 
followers  to  unfortunate  actions,  whose  only  results  were 
to  make  him  lose  time  that  was  precious." 

Pasquier  has  lost  none  of  his  hatred  for  Talley- 
rand in  this  volume,  though  he  pays  tribute  to  his 
skill  as  a  diplomat  in  his  management  of  the  Con- 
gress of  Vienna,  but  it  is  on  Fouch6  that  he 
empties  the  vials  of  his  wrath — to  such  an  extent 
that  one  can  not  but  admire  the  Mephistophelean 
adroitness  of  the  man.  Pasquier  can  not  under- 
stand why  the  man  was  tolerated  : 

"The  treachery  of  M.  Fouche,  minister  of  Napoleon, 
is  one  of  the  most  peculiar  incidents  of  the  period.  What 
is  still  more  astonishing  is  that  the  emperor,  who  could 
not  have  been  entirely  ignorant  of  it,  should  have  left 
him  in  possession  of  his  portfolio  and  retained  him  at  a 
post  affording  so  many  facilities  to  do  him  injury  !  Was 
it  that  he  dared  not  rid  himself  of  him  ?  Did  he  consider 
M.  FouchtS  as  more  to  be  dreaded  out  of  the  ministry 
than  in  if;  Or  was  M.  Fouche-  protected  by  his  well- 
known  habit  of  deceiving  everybody?  He  has  always 
claimed  that  the  advances  and  overtures  he  ventured 
upon  were  naught  but  a  manner  of  sounding  people's 
intentions  and  a  means  of  rendering  better  service  to  his 
master.  What  is  certain  is  that  Napoleon  was  his  dupe  ; 
the  mistake  he  made  is  all  the  more  strange  in  that  the 
men  most  devoted  to  him  cautioned  him  incessantly." 

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Ocean,"  has  been  published  by  F.  Tennyson  Neely, 
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"The  Artificial  Mother,"  by  G.  H.  P.,  is  "a 
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men that  ever  scurried  over  the  plains  of  Western 
Texas  on  his  matchless  mustang,  Thunderbolt." 
Published  by  Porter  &  Coates,  Philadelphia. 

A  new  edition,  called  the  Leonora  Edition,  of 
the  Baroness  Tautphceus's  famous  novel,  "  Quits  1  " 
has  just  been  issued.  It  is  in  two  volumes  of  some 
four  hundred  pages  each,  and,  though  the  paper  is  a 
trifle  light,  the  type  is  clear  and  easily  readable.  Ty- 
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Novels  so  far  issued  by  the  same  house.  Published 
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for  the  two  volumes. 

Maurice  Thompson's  Phi  Beta  Kappa  poem, 
"  Lincoln's  Grave,"  has  been  published  in  a  first 
edition  on  small  paper  which  is  limited  to  four  hun- 
dred and  fifty  copies,  but  it  is  not  at  all  unlikely 
that  a  larger  edition  will  be  called  for.  Mr. 
Thompson,  though  he  served  in  the  Confederate 
army,  is  an  American  of  strong  patriotic  impulse. 
His  verses  have  heretofore  evinced  a  love  of  the 
country  that  is  seldom  found  without  love  of  coun- 
try, and  in  "  Lincoln's  Grave  "  this  latter  sentiment 
is  the  key-note,  showing  through  the  enthusiastic 
appreciation  of  the  martyred  President's  character 
and  services.  The  book,  which  is  quite  a  small 
one,  is  very  tastefully  printed.  Published  by  Stone 
&  Kimball,  Chicago. 

Maturin  M.  Ballou,  the  well-known  traveler,  has 
made  Ceylon  the  subject  of  his  latest  book,  "The 
Pearl  of  India."  He  has  visited  Colombo,  Kandy, 
Point  de  Galle,  and  the  other  cities  of  the  island 
and  has  penetrated  some  distance  into  the  interior, 
and  as  he  is  an  accomplished  traveler,  a  trained 
observer,  with  wide  knowledge  of  the  many  strange 
corners  of  the  earth,  he  knows  what  is  worth  de- 
scribing. He  gives  some  account  of  the  early  his- 
tory of  Ceylon  ;  but  his  chief  concern  is  with  the 
appearance  of  the  island  and  its  inhabitants,  its  re- 
sources and  industries,  its  climate  and  products, 
and  such  other  matters  as  would  interest  an  in- 
telligent sojourner.  Published  by  Houghton, 
Mifflin  &  Co.,  Boston  ;  price,  $1.50. 

Mrs.  Lovett  Cameron  needs  no  great  inspiration 
to  set  her  pen  going  ;  in  fact,  it  seems  to  run  on 
"  like  the  Arno's  mill,  whether  there's  grist  to  grind 
or  no."  Her  latest  production  is  "  A  Bad  Lot,"  a 
"society"  story  for  the  delectation  of  young 
women.  Her  heroine,  Nelly  Forrester,  had  been 
compromised  when  a  girl  of  sixteen  by  one  Colonel 
Vane  Darley,  a  married  man,  who  took  her  off  on 
a  yachting-trip,  from  which  no  great  harm  comes 
except  the  scandal  into  which  the  incident  is  mag- 
nified. Five  years  later,  a  young  man  wants  to 
marry  her  and  his  relatives  have  a  great  time  pre- 
venting the  match.  Eventually  she  marries  the 
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The  Chautauqua  Literary  and  Scientific  Circle 
has  announced  as  the  prescribed  reading  for  1894-5 
five  books  :  "  The  Growth  of  the  English  Nation," 
by  Katharine  Conian  and  Elizabeth  Kendall,  pro- 
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Chaucer  to  Tennyson,"  by  Henry  A.  Beers,  Pro- 
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"  Renaissance  and  Modern  Art,"  by  Professor  W. 
H.  Goodyear,  of  the  Brooklyn  Institute  ;  and 
"Walks  and  Talks  in  the  Geological  Field,"  by 
Alexander  Winchell,  late  Professor  of  Geology, 
University  of  Michigan.  These  books  are  all  well 
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generally  prepared  in  all  ways  to  instruct  the  in- 
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The  second  set  of  two  volumes  of  the  Napoleon 
romances,  published  by  Little,  Brown  &  Co.,  in 
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Dumas,  contains  "The  Whites  and  the  Blues." 
The  scope  of  the  story,  which  covers  the  five  years 
from  the  death  of  Marie  Antoinette  to  Bonaparte's 
return  from  Egypt,  is  evident  from  the  titles  of  the 
four  books:  "The  Prussians  on  the  Rhine," 
"The  Thirteenth  Vende'miarie,"  "The  Eight- 
eenth Fructidor,"  and  "The  Eighth  Crusade."  It 
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gap  in  Dumas's  splendid  panorama  of  French  his- 
tory from  the  marriage  of  Louis  the  Sixteenth  to 
the  Battle  of  Marengo.  This  translation  is  an  ad- 
mirable one,  being  absolutely  unabridged  and  con- 
taining much  matter  heretofore  untranslated,  and  in 
its  clear  typography,  tasteful  binding,  and  artistic 
illustration  by  Felix  Oudart,  Eugene  Courboin,  and 
E.  Van  Muyden,  the  edition  is  worthy  of  the  sub- 
ject. Published  by  Little,  Brown  &  Co.,  Boston  ; 
price,  $1.50  per  volume. 

Stanley  Weyman  has  produced  a  new  novel, 
"My  Lady  Rotha,"  and  is  said  to  have  still  an- 
other on  the  stocks  :  it  would  seem  that  he  has  a 
whole  trunkful  of  rejected  manuscripts  into  which 
he  has  been  dipping  at  brief  intervals  since  the  suc- 
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fancy  as  if  it  were  something  daringly  original, 
and  Mr.  Weyman  is  working  the  vein  "  for 
all  it  is  worth."  "My  Lady  Rotha"  is  like 
the  rest,  except  for  a  change  of  scene.  He  has 
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two  men,  an  old  general  whom  she  marries  and  a 
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the  end  is  reached,  there  are  incidents  and  episodes 
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The  Chautauqua  College,  a  department  of  the 
Chautauqua  System,  distinct  from  the  Reading  Circle, 
offers  the  regular  college  curriculum  or  special  college  and 
preparatory  courses  to  students  at  home, by  a  system  of  cor- 
respondence with  professors  in  leading  colleges.  Address 
John  H.  Daniels,  Executive  Secretary,  Buffalo,  N.  V. 

GRATEFUL-COMFORTING. 

Epps's  Cocoa 

BREAKFAST-SUPPER. 

"  By  a  thorough  knowledge  of  the  natural  laws  which 
govern  the  operations  of  digestion  and  nutrition,  and  by  a 
careful  application  of  the  fine  properties  of  well-selected 
Cocoa.  Mr.  Epps  has  provided  for  our  breakfast  and  sup- 
per a  delicately  flavored  beverage  which  may  save  us 
many  heavy  doctors'  bills.  It  is  oy  the  judicious  use  of 
such  articles  of  diet  that  a  constitution  may  be  gradually 
built  up  until  strong  enough  to  resist  every  tendency  to 
disease.  H  undreds  of  subtle  maladies  are  floating  around 
us  ready  to  attack  wherever  there  is  a  weak  point.  We 
may  escape  many  a  fatal  shaft  by  keeping  ourselves  well 
forlified  with  pure  blood  and  a  properly  nourished  frame." 
— Civil  Service  Gazette, 

Made  simply  with  boiling  water  or  milk.  Sold  only  in 
half-pound  tins,  by  Grocers,  labeled  thus: 

JAMES  EPPS  &  CO.  (Ltd.), 
Homoeopathic  Chemists,  London,  England . 


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As  an  old,  reliable  stand-by,  a  pillar  of  the 
drama,  the  villain  seems  to  be  going  out.  For 
years  he  has  been  declining  in  power  and  impor- 
tance. In  the  modern  French  drama,  he  has  got 
down  to  be  that  very  insignificant,  every-day  sort 
of  person,  the  third  party  in  the  domestic  manage, 
and,  if  one  may  judge  by  the  respeciful  and  ad- 
miring tenderness  with  which  he  is  handled  by  his 
author,  there  is  more  likelihood  of  his  being  re- 
garded as  a  hero  than  as  a  villain. 

In  England,  where  they  treat  things  theatrical 
with  a  broad,  British  expansiveness,  the  villain  as 
a  subtle,  sly,  insinuating,  persuasive  creature  has 
quite  gone  out  of  vogue.  In  the  jolly,  frank,  beef- 
and-beery  heartiness  of  the  modern  English  drama, 
there  is  no  room  for  the  fiendish  machinations  of 
the  real  villain.  The  subtleties  of  his  astute  and 
underhand  methods,  the  Jesuitical  shrewdness  of 
his  intricate  plottings,  are  too  complicated  to  be 
dealt  with  in  the  broad  and  impressionistic  British 
drama.  In  the  four  new  English  plays  given  here 
recently  by  the  Empire  Theatre  company,  there 
was  not  one  prominent  villain.  Small  villains,  to 
aid  the  plot  and  offer  a  little  contrast  to  the  univer- 
sal goodness  of  the  rest  of  the  cast,  were  tucked 
away  in  corners  of  the  play,  and  every  now  and 
then  came  out,  displayed  their  villainy,  and  went 
back  again  into  seclusion.  Lord  Petworth,  in 
"  Sowing  the  Wind,"  was  one  of  them,  and  not  a 
bad  one,  modeled  as  he  was  on  Lord  Steyne. 
There  was  none  at  all  in  "  Liberty  Hall,"  and  only 
a  feeble,  forgivable  one  in  "Gudgeons."  The 
hypocritical  husband  in  "  The  Councillor's  Wife  " 
might,  in  these  peaceful  times  of  ours,  be  called  a 
villain,  in  default  of  something  better  in  that  line  ; 
but  he  was  a  pale,  spiritless  creature  as  compared 
with  "the  great  ones  gone  forever  and  ever  by." 

The  one  form  of  villainy  that  is  permitted  to  riot 
triumphantly  in  the  British  drama  of  the  day  is 
that  of  the  burglar,  the  forger,  and  the  highway- 
roan.  Time  was  when  a  burglar,  for  romantic  in- 
terest, was  not  one  remove  from  a  pickpocket,  and 
a  forger  suffered  an  ignominious  death  on  the  gal- 
lows in  common  with  shop-lifters  and  gentlemen  of 
the  persuasion  of  Charley  Bates  and  the  Artful 
Dodger.  But  our  point  of  view  is  broadening  to 
take  in  as  interesting  figures  in  the  human  comedy 
all  sorts  and  conditions  of  men.  In  the  brave  days 
of  Victor  Hugo  and  Dumas  pire,  who  ever  heard 
of  such  a  thing  as  making  a  band  of  burglars 
heroes  of  a  play  ?  Had  it  been  a  band  of  bandits, 
it  would  have  been  quite  another  matter,  the  ro- 
mance merely  lying  in  the  different  methods  by 
which  they  gained  their  booty.  A  baron  on  the 
Rhine,  swooping  down  on  some  affrighted  village 
and  carrying  off  every  sort  of  plunder  he  could  lay 
his  hands  on,  is  one  of  the  most  picturesque  figures 
of  history.  Jim  the  Penman,  forging  checks  in  the 
Philistine  luxury  of  his  elaborate  drawing-room,  is 
as  thoroughly  and  completely  unromantic  as  Queen 
Victoria  or  Grover  Cleveland. 

About  the  highwayman — the  mysterious  "  gentle- 
man of  the  road" — there  is  and  always  will  be  a 
glamour  of  romance.  Why  Mrs.  Moll  Flanders, 
unhooking  a  gold  watch  from  a  gentlewoman's  side, 
should  be  a  sordid  wretch,  coarse  as  though  she 
had  stepped  from  a  picture  of  Hogarth — plying 
her  underhand  trade  in  an  atmosphere  of  low  and 
repulsive  wickedness — while  her  Lancashire  hus- 
band, who  for  many  years  was  one  of  the  most  suc- 
cessful highwaymen  in  England,  should  be  sur- 
rounded by  a  halo  of  romantic  interest,  is  one  of 
those  problems  yet  to  be  solved.  To  be  sure,  the 
highwaymen  were  often  gentlemen,  whom  a  cruel 
Fate  and  a  lean  purse  drove  to  seek  their  fortunes 
on  the  road.  This  suggestion  of  reluctance  in  fol- 
lowing that  profession,  where  they  were  so  often 
successful  and  yet  so  often  rattled  off  in  a  cart  over 
the  stones  to  Tyburn  Hill,  has  perhaps  lent  to  their 
gay  and  dashing  figures  an  air  of  desperate  gal- 
lantry that  has  its  charm. 

Wherever  they  come,  romance  comes  too,  fol- 
lowing on  their  trail  as  it  does  on  that  of  the  Pre- 
tenders and  the  crusading  knights.  From  the  terri- 
ble Dooncs,  in  their  walled  stronghold,  to  the 
debonair  and  insouciant  Beau  Brocade,  who  was 
finally  caught  by  a  servant-maid,  they  are  all  fig- 
ures  for  the  novel  and  the  drama.  Without  his 
dark  record  as  W  Australian  road-agent,  Captain 
Swift  would  have  been  merely  a  commonplace  and 
somewhat  "  tough  "  young  man.  Knowing,  how- 
ever, that  in  the  long,  unguarded  roads  th;it  led 
through  the  bush  he  had  plundered  the  helpless 
traveler,  one  immediately  began  to  regard  him 
with  awed  interest,  and  his  burly  figure  was  touched 
glamour  of  the  picturesque. 
these  types,  the  English  drama  is  very 


devoid  of  villains.  Of  course  one  does  not  count 
the  wicked  Lovelace,  who  leads  away  from  the 
peaceful,  domestic  hearth  and  the  flowery  meads  of 
her  childhood's  home  the  trusting  rural  maid. 
These  are  thick  as  leaves  upon  the  brooks  of 
Vallombrosa,  and  the  dramatist  could  no  more  get 
on  without  them  than  he  could  without  the  ad- 
venturess who  smokes  cigarettes.  Also  one  may 
pass  by  the  gentlemanly  blackleg  who  beguiles 
rich  young  men  to  play  cards  with  him,  and  then 
cheats  by  throwing  the  court  cards  on  the  floor 
and  stamping  on  them  fiercely,  or  by  putting  the 
aces  up  his  sleeve  with  such  a  candid  openness 
that  the  last  man  in  the  gallery  can  see  just  what  he 
is  up  to.  Of  this  sort  was  Captain  Jack  Fortinbras, 
who  was  a  magnificent  person,  with  a  position  in 
the  English  army  and  a  general  air  of  superior  swell- 
dom, especially  when  he  was  inviting  young  lords 
of  tender  years  to  join  him  in  a  little  game  of 
poker. 

The  ideal  representative  of  the  villain  in  the 
modern  French  drama  is  Scarpia  in  "LaTosca." 
This  is  the  perfected  type,  with  all  the  mental  alert- 
ness, the  courtly  suavity,  the  worldly  polish,  and  the 
intrepid  daring  of  the  true  villain.  The  mere  hum- 
drum, coarse  crimes  of  murder  and  robbery  are 
left  in  the  hands  of  uninteresting,  crude  people, 
such  as  peasants  or  the  small  bourgeoisie.  In  the 
great  revival  of  romanticism,  the  villain,  as  a  sepa- 
rate, isolated,  highly  developed,  and  prominent 
figure,  rather  went  out.  A  great  many  people  in 
these  plays  had  a  dash  of  wickedness  in  them,  but 
the  plan  of  concentrating  it  all  in  one  richly  gifted 
and  somewhat  over-weighted  personality  was  not 
popular. 

Moreover,  this  was  the  time  when  the  fascination 
of  the  Byronic  hero  had  just  seized  upon  the 
mind  of  the  public.  That  magnificent  misan- 
thrope, with  his  splendid  soarings  and  his  ignoble 
sinkings,  his  fierce  defiance  of  conventions  that 
trammeled  his  vain  and  bitter  spirit,  his  superb 
daring,  his  shoddy  posings,  had  impressed  his  per- 
sonality upon  the  times.  The  French  especially, 
with  their  leaning  to  the  morbidly  melodramatic, 
regarded  him  with  an  ecstatic  admiration.  The 
pallid  young  man  of  gloomy  bearing  and  blighted 
past,  moving  under  the  shadow  of  mystery  and 
crime,  embittered  by  the  world's  injustice,  and 
wearied  of  the  hollowness  of  life,  crowded  the 
more  robust  and  lively  villain  back  against  the 
wall.  The  charm  of  the  type  was  irresistible. 
Victor  Hugo  portrayed  it  in  the  doleful  and  de- 
sponding Didier.  It  was  the  original  of  several  of 
Dumas  pere's  moodily  unprincipled  young  men  ; 
the  dark  and  desperate  Antony,  with  his  broken 
heart  and  his  bloody  dagger,  being  at  the  head  of 
the  procession.  Once,  in  Richard  Darlington,  the 
genial  wizard  of  "Monte  Cristo"  did  deign  to 
produce  a  genuine  villain.  Richard  Darlington 
was  very  awful  in  his  dazzling  repertory  of  wicked- 
ness, the  finale  being  when  he  throws  the  fond  and 
faithful  wife,  who  stands  in  the  way  of  his  making 
a  marriage  of  ambition,  over  the  balcony-railing 
into  a  stony  chasm. 

It  was  in  the  English  drama,  and  in  the  English 
drama  in  its  early  efflorescence,  that  the  villain  at- 
tained the  most  complete  and  perfect  representa- 
tion. No  dramatists  have  ever  drawn  such  superb, 
such  convincing  and  comprehensible  villains  as  the 
Elizabethans.  The  type  was  Italian.  The  litera- 
ture from  which  these  great  fathers  of  the  drama 
drew  their  inspiration  was  largely  Italian,  either  in 
the  original  or  through  the  medium  of  French  and 
English  translations,  Shakespeare  is  known  to  have 
taken  his  two  great  Italian  tragedies,  "Othello" 
and  "  Romeo  and  Juliet,"  from  the  works  of  Giraldi 
Cinthio  and  Luigi  Porta,  either  from  the  original 
Italian  or  from  versions  done  into  French  and  En- 
glish. 

The  Italian  tales  of  those  days,  reflecting  the  life 
of  the  times  and  of  an  anterior  period,  were  tinct- 
ured with  that  spirit  of  intrigue,  of  subtlety,  of 
hate,  of  refinements  of  revenge,  of  unspeakable  in- 
tricacies of  cruelty  and  crime,  which  marked  the  Italy 
that  Bianca  Capello  knew,  that  witnessed  the  gor- 
geous infamies  of  the  Borgias  and  the  splendor  of 
the  Medicis.  These  tales  were  lurid  with  accounts 
of  dark  and  devious  sins,  of  hideous,  hidden  ven- 
geances and  ghastly  retributions.  The  lips  of  a 
portrait  are  washed  with  a  poisoned  liquid,  and  the 
good-night  kiss  bestowed  upon  them  carries  death 
from  the  pictured  mouth  to  the  warm,  soft,  breath- 
ing one  pressed  against  the  canvas.  An  embroid- 
ered glove,  drawn  carelessly  on,  is  sprinkled  with  a 
scentless,  poisonous  powder,  and  its  wearer  reels 
and  drops  in  pallid  agonies.  A  freshly  opened 
rose,  offered  with  words  of  low-toned  praise  to  an 
outstretched,  white  hand,  has  death,  swift  and 
deadly,  lurking  in  its  fragrant  heart. 

From  this  seething  life  of  tortuous,  intertwining 
sinfulness,  the  Elizabethans  evolved  the  great 
villains  of  the  drama  —  the  kings  of  all  villains. 
They  were  men  of  rare  mind  and  with  a  wit 
as  keen  as  their  poisoned  stilettos.  They  were 
fertile  of  evil  resource  as  the  devil  who  walked  up 
the  earth  and  down  the  earth  till  he  found  Job  to 
torment.  Their  courage  was  invincible  and  marked 
by  that  clear,  cool  exhilaration  in  the  face  of 
danger  which  is  the  quality  of  the  fierce  courage  of 
the  truly  daring.  Their  skillfulness  in  evading 
detection,  the  dexterity  with  which,  in  threatening 
moments,  they  could  affect  a  rapid  change  of  base, 
the  smooth   plausibility   of  their  address,  the  utter 


pitilessness  with  which  they  ground  and  tore  their 
victims,  are  unrivaled  in  their  consummate,  cool 
deviltry.  Iago,  when  confronted  with  the  results  of 
his  evil  plots,  becomes  ferociously  dogged  and 
sullen.  But  the  great  villains  of  Webster— the 
steward  of  the  Duchess  of  Malfi  and  Flamineo — 
show  a  wild,  magnificent  disdain  of  punishment,  a 
splendid  indifference  to  death,  which  has  in  it  some- 
thing of  the  grandeur  that  clung  about  the  fallen 
Lucifer. 


STAGE    GOSSIP. 


"  Don  Juan  (Ad  Lib)  "  will  be  continued  through 
next  week  at  the  Tivoli  Opera  House.  Grade 
Plaisted's  return  has  been  a  source  of  pleasure  to 
the  Tivoli  patrons,  and  the  lively  music  and  merry 
situations  of  the  burlesque  have  proved  decidedly 
popular. 

George  Barrett,  the  younger  brother  of  Wilson 
Barrett,  died  at  his  home  in  England  on  August 
25th.  He  accompanied  his  brother  on  a  tour  of 
this  country,  not  long  ago  ;  in  England  he  was  ac- 
counted the  best  grave-digger  known  to  the  present 
generation  of  play-goers. 

"  In  Old  Kentucky"  will  begin  its  second  week 
at  the  California  Theatre  on  Monday  night.  A 
week  later,  Daniel  Sully  will  begin  an  engagement 
in  "  The  Millionaire,"  a  comedy  in  which  he  has 
the  r61e  of  a  newly  rich  contractor  who  has  a  deal 
of  hard  sense.  The  living  pictures,  which  have 
been  omitted,  owing  to  the  length  of  "In  Old 
Kentucky,"  will  be  resumed  in  conjunction  with 
"  The  Millionaire." 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Kendal  opened  their  American 
season  in  Chicago  a  few  nights  ago  with  "The 
Second  Mrs.  Tanqueray."  They  will  probably 
give  the  same  play  when  they  come  to  the  Bald- 
win in  a  few  weeks,  though  Mrs.  Kendal's  por- 
trayal of  the  titular  role — a  demi-mondaine  who 
has  married — has  been  widely  condemned  as  being 
unnecessarily  coarse.  But  perhaps  the  controversy 
over  the  play  and  Mrs.  Kendal's  performance  of  it 
has  advertised  both  ;  and  no  one  would  accuse 
Mrs.  Kendal  of  not  knowing  on  which  side  her 
bread  is  buttered. 

The  old  National  Theatre,  remodeled  under  the 
name  of  "The  Auditorium,"  has  been  opened  by 
Mr.  Fritz  Scheel,  who  was  very  successful  here  as 
the  leader  of  the  Vienna  Prater  orchestra  at  the 
Midwinter  Fair.  Mr.  Scheel  is  an  excellent  leader, 
and  has  gathered  around  him  a  number  of  good 
musicians,  but  the  band  as  a  whole  does  not  com- 
pare with  his  Prater  orchestra.  Every  evening  ex- 
cept Friday  the  orchestra  renders  popular  music, 
and  smoking  and  drinking  are  permitted  ;  on 
Friday  evenings  symphony  concerts  are  given,  the 
music  being  of  a  high  character,  the  price  of  ad- 
mission is  raised,  and  refreshments  are  not  served. 
Altogether,  the  combination  is  not  a  happy  one. 
There  is  a  "society"  element  to  the  popular 
nights— this  element  coughs,  sneezes,  blows  its 
nose,  and  waves  its  fan  frantically  whenever  any 
one  lights  a  cigar  in  its  vicinity.  This  may  cause 
some  unhappiness,  but  apparently  does  not  dimin- 
ish smoking.  Then  on  the  "symphony"  nights 
the  smokers  and  the  hoi  polloi  are  liable  to  float  in 
and  be  fired  out.  It  would  have  been  much  better 
had  the  high-class  concerts  been  given  in  the  after- 
noons, as  they  were  at  the  Tivoli.  Then  nobody 
would  have  been  interfered  with.  As  it  is  now, 
there  is  an  air  of  stiffness  about  the  audiences  at 
the  Auditorium  which  will  interfere  with  the  popu- 
larity of  the  popular  concerts. 


—  Sanborn,  Vail  &  Co.,  have  a  fine,  lot  of 
ready-framed  pictures.  All  good  and  moderate  in 
price.     Visitors  welcome.     741  Market  Street. 


-H.  C.  Massie— Dentist, 

Removed  to  231  Post  Street, 
Rooms  12,  13,  and  14. 


Mothers  be  sure  and  use  "  Mrs.  Winslow's 
Soothing  Syrup"  for  your  children  while  teething. 


Dr.  E.  O.  Cochrane,  Dentist,  850  Market, 
cor.  Stockton  (over  drug  store).    Office  hours,  9  to  5. 


—  Mrs.  Alice  B.  Chittenden  has  removed 
her  studio  to  916  Market  Street,  room  77. 


When  baby  is  teething  or  feverish,  ask  your  drug- 
gist for  SU'edman's  Soothing  Powders. 


-Extra  Mince  Pies,  Swain's,  213  Sutter  St. 


-Cooper's  engravi'rs  have  no  equal. 


Tom  Kecne  has  been  playing  "  Louis  XI."  at  the 
Grand  Opera  House  in  New  York  to  such  enthusi- 
astic audiences  that  (hey  have  made  him  make  a 
speech  at  the  end  of  the  play. 


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11 


VANITY    FAIR. 


Of  the  three  distinctively  natural  womanly  pro- 
fessions, those  of  wife,  mother,  and  housewife,  that 
of  wife  has  been  comparatively  neglected  of  late 
years.  On  the  other  hand,  motherhood  and  house- 
wifery have  attained  the  dignity  of  sciences.  The 
periodical  literature  of  to-day  teems  with  special 
advice  and  instruction  to  those  holding  these  pro- 
fessions. Now  it  is  submitted  by  the  Bazar  that 
women  have  become  mothers  and  housekeepers 
altogether  too  much.  To  be  a  complete  mother 
and  housekeeper  is  not  the  end  and  aim  of  every 
woman's  existence,  even  though  she  is  married  and 
has  children.  The  first  year  or  two  of  married  life 
has  been  heretofore  thought  sufficient  time  for  a 
woman  to  give  to  her  husband  as  companion,  com- 
rade, friend — in  short,  specially  to  her  profession  of 
wife.  After  that  she  sinks  herself  more  or  less 
completely,  according  to  her  disposition  and  tem- 
perament, into  being  a  mother  and  housewife. 
However  finely  equipped  the  woman  may  be  men- 
tally and  physically  for  social  and  intellectual  com- 
panionship, and  for  a  life  in  which  such  powers 
take  prominent  part,  she  appears  to  regard  the  sac- 
rifice of  the  best  part  of  her  nature  and  attainments 
as  inevitable,  and  for  the  most  part  she  consents  to 
it  with  a  good  grace.  Slowly  but  surely  the  hus- 
band is  relegated  to  his  newspapers,  his  solitary 
cigar,  then  to  his  club  and  his  special  friends,  for 
entertainment  and  solace.  But  his  home  is  a 
marvel  of  order  and  neatness,  his  clothing  is  in 
perfect  order,  and  his  dinners  are  marvelously 
served.  What  more  can  the  man  want?  His  chil- 
dren are  models  of  health  and  propriety.  His  wife 
is  a  devoted  mother  and  a  notable  housekeeper. 
What  can  a  man  ask  more  than  this  ?  And  the 
woman  ?  Her  evenings  she  can  no  longer  spend 
anywhere  but  in  the  nursery,  for  the  baby  is  sub- 
ject to  colic  at  that  time,  and  sometimes  the  nurse 
wants  her  assistance.  The  only  time  she  could  de- 
vote to  music  is  the  hour  she  must  superintend 
Susie's  fingering  on  the  piano.  Then  intellectual 
exercises  are  limited  to  posting  Bobby  on  long 
division.  The  day  comes  when  she  concludes  that 
a  woman  with  young  children  can  not  spare  time  to 
read  a  newspaper.  It  may  be  asked  whether  women 
have  a  moral  right  to  obliterate  their  womanhood 
and  neglect  the  profession  of  wife  for  the  sake  of 
duties  often  of  secondary  importance.  Is  not  the 
development  of  the  full  powers  of  the  woman,  is 
not  the  careful  and  complete  fulfillment  of  every 
part  of  the  profession  of  wife,  of  greater  import- 
ance than  devotion  to  a  round  of  trivial  duties 
which  in  nine  cases  out  of  ten  could  be  better  per- 
formed by  trained  hands  ? 

Mrs.  J.  F.  D.  Lanier  and  Mrs.  John  Jacob 
Astor  danced  the  Hungarian  national  dance,  the 
"  Czardas,"  during  a  cotillion  at  the  Golf  Club, 
Newport,  a  few  evenings  ago.  They  were  in  black 
and  red  and  gold,  and  the  vigor  of  the  dance  was 
not  wanting.  It  was  grace  and  movement  and 
color.  One  is  surprised  that  more  women  who  are 
born  dancers  do  not  cultivate  this  art — that  they 
leave  so  entirely  to  others  the  national  dances,  the 
hundred  and  one  graceful  steps  and  cadenzas  and 
currents.  Without  any  disorder,  with  no  trace  of 
vulgarity,  there  is  a  field  of  dancing  that  is  almost 
wholly  overlooked.  If  more  women  of  refinement 
took  to  dancing  as  an  art  and  danced  for  their  own 
enjoyment  as  they  do  other  things,  a  new  charm 
would  drift  into  social  life. 


"The  outward  and  visible  sign  of  beauty  is  so 
largely  the  result  of  an  inward  and  spiritual  grace, 
as  has  recently  been  demonstrated  by  physicians, 
that  women  who  cherish  their  looks  have  come  to 
pin  far  more  faith  to  the  efficaciousness  of  what 
they  put  into  their  stomachs  than  upon  their  faces. 
The  menu  of  a  woman  of  looks  contains  many  odd 
and  unpalatable  dishes,  and  makes  no  mention  of 
some  of  the  dearest  delights  of  the  table.  Pepper 
is  permitted  occasionally  ;  olives  never.  Salads 
must  be  green  and  dressed  only  with  oil  and  vine- 
gar. Green  corn,  spinach,  string  and  lima  beans, 
green  peas,  and  squash,  all  stewed  in  milk,  help  the 
growth  of  beauty.  There  is  a  bold  clause  about 
onions.  Though  their  odor  may  repel  her,  their 
digestive  quality  must  not  be  overlooked,  and  it  is 
for  the  sake  of  a  clear  pink  skin  and  shining  eyes 
that  she  eats  the  common  white  and  Bermuda  onion 
raw  and  stewed  twice  a  week.  By  and  by  she  learns 
to  relish  them,  and  finds  that  if,  after  the  meal,  she 
cleans  her  teeth  with  listerine  or  cologne  and  nibbles 
a  little  green  tea,  a  coffee  bean,  or  sprig  of  parsley, 
the  objectionable  odor  quickly  fades.  Celery  is  a 
dish  of  which  she  eats  generously  when  raw  or 
stewed  ;  potatoes  in  any  form  she  studiously  avoids  ; 
eggs  she  is  entitled  to  eat  of  ;  but  bread,  save  water 
biscuit  and  thin,  hard  toast,  she  must  never  touch. 
Her  undoing  lies  in  all  forms  of  hot  bread,  in  coffee 
or  tea,  in  candies  or  cakes,  in  wines  and  cream  and 
pickles.  What  she  can  eat  with  impunity  are  cold 
puddings  that  are  not  too  sweet,  baked  custard,  but 
never  a  pie.  Of  fruit  she  can  eat  all  she  wants,  and 
oranges  and  apples  are  recommended  above  all 
others.  She  should  eat  oranges  for  her  breakfast, 
luncheon,  and  dinner,  or  grape  fruit,  which  is  even 
better,  since  the  juice  of  them  is  the  best  tonic  for 
her  entire  system.  Ripe  apples,  if  eaten  in  the  fore- 
noon, are  a  good  stimulant  for  the  liver,  but  after 


nightfall  even  fruit  must  be  denied.  The  woman 
who  can  eat  cracked  wheat  with  a  little  milk  two 
or  three  times  a  week  at  breakfast,  appreciates  the 
needs  of  her  liver  ;  she  valiantly  refuses  the  most 
tempting  offers  of  nuts,  and,  in  summer,  drinks 
lemonade  very  often  instead  of  water."  All  of 
which  is  important  if  true.     But  is  it  true? 


The  most  obvious  and  interesting  thing  no- 
ticed of  late  on  Broadway,  where  every  morning 
the  crowd  of  shoppers  seems  rapidly  increasing,  is 
(according  to  the  Evening  Sun)  the  beautiful  and 
approved  carriage  of  the  women.  Those  who  have 
been  abroad  have  brought  it  free  of  duty  into  this 
port  from  Paris.  "  I  feel  abominably  stoop-shoul- 
dered and  starchy,"  commented  a  sun-browned 
young  matron,  who  passes  her  summers  in  New 
York's  neighborhood.  "Just  watch  that  woman. 
I  know  she  has  been  to  a  Parisian  corsetiere  and 
couluriire,  and,  having  her  eyes  about  her  the 
while,  has  learned  to  almost  annihilate  her  stomach 
by  holding  up  and  out  her  ribs  and  bust.  The  re- 
sult is,  you  see,  her  shoulders  are  thrown  back  like 
those  of  a  West  Point  cadet  and  her  back  slopes 
into  her  waist.  It  may  be  stiff  and  fashion-platey, 
but  it's  also  very  smart  and  lets  the  waist-line  down 
on  the  hips  almost  a  finger,  longer  than  mine.  It 
gives  no  end  of  distinction  both  to  one's  walk  and 
one's  gowns.  It  was  for  that  last  reason  French- 
women invented  the  pose  that  is  already  making  a 
distinct  impression  on  the  American  women,  who 
know  and  adapt  a  good  thing  when  they  see  it." 

"  One  of  the  most  striking  features  of  the  Lon- 
don clubs,"  writes  Ward  McAllister  in  the  New 
York  World,  "is  the  number  of  young  men  you 
always  find  in  them.  The  betting-book  in  Brooks's 
repays  a  visit  to  that  club,  for  there  is  no  copy  of  it 
in  existence.  In  it  you  find  entered  bets  that  have 
been  made  in  London  as  far  back  as  177%,  with  the 
signatures  of  the  makers  of  these  bets  attached  to 
them.  There  are  recorded  wagers  on  every  pos- 
sible event,  for  instance,  that  Lord will  be 

blessed  with  offspring  on  such  and  such  a  date. 
Again,  bets  on  how  long  the  American  Revolution 
would  last,  etc.  In  the  Savile  and  other  literary 
clubs  you  may,  without  introduction,  address  any 
one  you  meet.  It  has  been  repeatedly  said  in 
America  that  Englishmen  are  not  given  to  much 
hospitality  in  the  way  of  extending  invitations  to 
their  clubs.  This  is  a  fallacy.  Meeting  a  perfect 
stranger  at  an  afternoon  reception,  he  introduced 
himself  to  me  and  asked  me  to  allow  him  to  take 
me  to  his  club,  which  is  the  Knickerbocker  Club  of 
London.  He  took  me  in  his  brougham  to  his 
club,  and  took  me  over  it  from  garret  to  cellar. 
He  told  me  that  though  London  has  a  plethora  of 
young  society  men,  they  are  loth  to  go  to  balls. 
They  have  as  much  difficulty  in  drumming  up 
young  men  for  their  dances  as  we  have  for  ours. 
To  secure  the  best  cutters  at  your  tailor's  to  attend 
to  you,  to  take  your  measure  and  cut  your  clothes, 
you  must  drop  a  sovereign  in  their  hands,  or  you 
fail  to  get  their  best  work.  To  have  their  services 
at  all,  you  must  use  much  influence.  In  London, 
you  go  to  one  tailor  for  your  street-coats,  to 
another  for  your  trousers,  to  a  third  for  a  dress- 
coat.  The  furniture  of  all  the  clubs  I  went  through 
is  shabby  in  the  extreme.  There  is  no  such  club 
as  our  Metropolitan  Club  in  all  London.  Their 
theatres  can  not  be  compared  to  ours.  As  for  the 
elegantly  dressed  men  that  I  have  heard  of  all  my 
life,  I  have  as  yet  not  seen  them.  It  is  true  the 
men  have  their  hats  ironed  daily  and  their  trousers 
pressed.  You,  therefore,  never  see  a  shocking  bad 
hat.  Once  in  a  while  a  man  passes  you  with  a 
straw  hat  on,  and,  again,  on  another  man  you  will 
see  a  light  French-gray  tall  hat,  but  they  are  rare. 
I  frankly  told  my  tailor  that  I  did  not  think  his 
clothes  were  any  better  than  those  one  could  have 
made  in  New  York,  when  to  my  surprise  he  re- 
plied :  '  Quite  true,  sir.  I  have  seen  coats  and 
trousers  in  New  York  that  1  have  mistaken  for  our 
own  make.  Your  best  tailors  visit  us  yearly  and 
get  from  us  all  that  is  new.'  All  Englishmen  in 
the  street  look  straight  ahead.  They  never  appear 
to  see  you  unless  you  happen  to  be  an  acquaint- 
ance, when  they  not  only  bow,  but  stop  and  shake 
hands.  Englishwomen  always  shake  hands  with 
you,  even  on  a  first  introduction." 


In  Paris,  according  to  a  high  fashion  authority, 
the  long  stocking  is  doomed.  Every  one  wears 
socks.  Boys  and  girls  in  short  trousers  and  skirts 
display  a  waste  of  pink  flesh  between  the  top  of 
the  sock  and  the  bottom  of  their  garments.  There 
is,  of  course,  not  this  same  display  in  the  case  of 
grown-up  wearers  of  the  sock,  but  there  are  sufficient 
other  disadvantages  to  make  up  for  this.  The 
agonies  of  the  woman  who  is  wearing  these  things 
for  the  first  time  are  untold.  If,  in  a  moment  of 
absorption  in  other  things,  she  forgets  the  fact  that 
she  has  discarded  stockings,  she  is  promptly  re- 
called to  a  sense  of  her  loss  by  the  keen  discomfort 
of  her  feelings.  She  can  not  for  an  instant  re- 
member what  is  the  matter  with  her,  and  the  sick- 
ening conviction  that  her  garter  has  slipped  is  the 
first  explanation  that  occurs  to  her.  Then  she  re- 
members, and  her  horror  passes,  but  the  discom- 
fort remains.  Of  course  socks  are  chilly.  Of 
course  they  do  away  with  the  ornate  and  beautiful 
garter,    with    its   jeweled   clasp.     Of   course   they 


make  the  wearer  keenly  uncomfortable.  She 
dreads  a  windy  day  as  she  would  a  plague.  A 
step  to  a  carriage  or  from  a  train  assumes  a  pro- 
portion which  horrifies  her.  But  she  has  the  grati- 
fying consciousness  that  she  is  wearing  what  fash- 
ion demands,  and  that  is  sufficient  to  sustain  most 
women  in  almost  any  emergency.  The  socks  which 
have  appeared  so  far  for  feminine  wearers  are 
mainly  black.  So  far  silk  and  lisle  thread  are  the 
only  materials  which  have  been  made  into  these 
forms  of  foot-gear.  Tiny  polka-dots,  embroidered 
in  colored  silks,  adorn  them.  Clocks  in  pale  blue, 
red,  primrose  yellow,  Nile  green,  and  olive  green 
are  ornaments  on  others.  Small  flowers,  rose- 
buds, forget-me-nots,  and  tiny  blossoms  which  it 
would  puzzle  the  botanists  to  identify,  are  also 
wrought  in  silk  on  the  new  socks. 


The  most  costly  single  item  in  the  well-conducted 
wedding  of  to-day  is  the  cake.  It  is  made  as  of 
yore,  by  the  good,  old-fashioned  black  cake  recipe 
— very  heavy,  rich,  and  dark  ;  but  no  bride  of  any 
up-to-dateness  has  a  large  and  formidable  iced  con- 
fection of  this  kind  at  her  wedding.  The  stately 
centre-piece  has  been  broken  up  into  small  boxes 
of  watered  white  paper  or  silk,  tied  with  ribbons 
and  stamped  with  her  monogram.  These  are 
placed  so  conveniently  at  the  wedding  that  every 
guest  may  secure  one  as  a  souvenir,  and  those  at  a 
distance  expect  boxes  of  cake  by  mail  as  the  con- 
ventional adjunct  to  the  invitation.  All  this  costs  the 
bride's  family  full  one  hundred  dollars  and  more, 
when  they  arrange  it  for  her  in  anything  like  good 
style.  The  most  approved  cake-boxes  are  about 
three  and  a  half  inches  square,  with  an  attached 
lifting  lid.  They  are  either  covered  with  polished 
cream  white  paper  or  white  satin.  The  paper  boxes, 
when  filled  with  cake  that  is  first  wound  in  waxed 
paper  and  then  tin-foil,  tied  with  ribbon  and  stamped 
on  the  lid,  with  the  initial  letters  of  the  bride  and 
groom  in  gold,  cost  sixty-five  dollars  a  hundred. 
Thr  white-satin  boxes  ought  not  only  to  bear  the 
monogram  in  gold  or  silver,  but  on  the  lid  must  be 
tied  a  bit  of  orange-blossom,  and  the  confectioner 
charges  just  one  dollar  and  twenty-five  cents  for 
each  of  these  daintily  prepared  packages  of  cake. 
There  are  brides  and  their  families  who  not  only 
satisfy  the  conventional  demands  of  their  friends 
by  distributing  at  the  wedding  reception  and 
through  the  mail,  to  absent  ones,  the  costly  trifles, 
but  have,  as  well,  at  home  a  cake  for  cutting.  The 
vast  structures  of  elaborate  icing  on  a  broad  ex- 
panse of  the  delectable  indigestible  sweetmeat  are 
considered  out  of  taste,  and  now  the  bride,  when 
she  orders,  mentions  a  ten-pound  cake.  This  is 
not  large,  and  is  iced  simply  with  a  wreath  of  small 
orange-blossom  sprays  about  the  intwined  initials 
in  silver  of  the  contracting  parties. 


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pure  atmosphere  of  Santa  Cruz  County  upon 
a  ranch  of  ninety  acres.  The  ranch  has  upon 
it  a  commodious  residence  fully  furnished, 
and  -with  modern  improvements  ;  a  good 
barn,  and  all  necessary  out-buildings.  The 
orchards  are  planted  to  apples,  olives,  nuts, 
and  prunes,  all  bearing,  with  sufficient  yield 
to  give  a  man  all  the  outdoor  occupation  he 
desires.  Situated  not  far  from  a  railroad 
station. 

On  the  place  are  horses,  cows,  poultry, 
wagons,  carts,  and  all  needful  farming  Im- 
plements. Immediate  possession.  The 
owner's  reason  for  selling  is  that  he  has  re- 
covered his  health  here  and  desires  to  re- 
turn to  active  business. 

Parties  desiring  such  a  bn-.  IreRI 

Country  Home,  Box  26,  Argo 


12 


THE        ARGONAUT. 


October  i,  1894. 


THE    GREAT    UNSHOD. 


A  Diplomat's  Experience  in  Japan. 


[In  the  course  of  an  exceedingly  interesting  article, 
*•  Some  Notes  on  Life  in  the  Orient,"  in  the  current  issue 
of  Vogue,  A.  B.  de  Guerville  relates  the  following  anec- 
dotes :] 

About  the  time  of  my  arrival  in  the  country  of 
the  rising  sun,  a  well-known  Japanese  lady,  Mme. 
Watanabe\  returned  from  Europe.  Her  husband 
had  been  several  years  minister  at  the  imperial 
court  of  Austria.  Now  M.  Watanabe  had  been 
elected  a  senator,  and  there  was  a  strong  belief 
that  he  would  also  be  elected  president  of  the 
senate.  Diplomats,  politicians,  noblemen,  all  be- 
came anxious  to  pay  their  respects  to  the  coming 
"star,"  and,  of  course,  a  sa  mcilletlre  vioitU. 
Pressed  from  every  side,  Mme.  Watanab£  soon 
announced  that  she  would  be  "at  home"  on  a 
certain  day.  It  was  also  said  that  she  regretted 
not  having  had  time  to  refurnish  and  rearrange 
her  house  in  the  foreign  style  ;  but  her  furniture 
had  not  yet  arrived  from  Europe,  so  she  would  be 
obliged  to  receive  in  Japanese  style. 

Count  Harry  de  Kessler  and  myself  went  to 
Mme.  WatanWs  reception,  and  I  doubt  if  I  shall 
soon  forget  it.  Upon  stepping  on  the  large 
veranda,  we  were  quite  surprised  to  see  at  the  door 
hundreds  of  pairs  of  shoes  and  boots  of  every 
color,  shape,  and  style — and  still  more  surprised 
when  one  of  the  servants  told  us  "that  we  must 
take  off  our  shoes  before  entering  the  house." 
We  knew  it  was  necessary  to  do  this  before  enter- 
ing the  temples,  but  at  a  reception  !  with  frock- 
coat  and  silk  hat !  Of  course,  we  could  do  nothing 
but  comply  with  the  request.  But  wrhen  I  saw  De 
Kessler  standing  in  his  red  socks  (and  such  a  red  ! 
oh,  heavens  1)  I  began  to  laugh,  d'un  rire  fou, 
which  I  thought  nothing  would  ever  stop.  At 
last  we  went  in,  and  I  shall  never  forget,  no  mat- 
ter how  long  I  live,  the  impression  made  upon 
me  by  all  these  important  personages  in  long  Prince 
Albert  coats,  walking  carefully  and  noiselessly  in 
their  socks  !  They  bad  silk  hats  and  gloves  ;  many 
had  canes,  but  none  had  shoes.  And,  what  awfully 
ridiculous  socks  were  to  be  seen  !  White,  red, 
black,  blue,  brown,  gray,  yellow,  plain  or  with  dots, 
and  stripes  of  every  color.  Some  were  of  silk, 
some  of  wool,  some  of  cotton.  Some  were  twice 
too  large,  some  seemed  ready  to  burst  under  the 
pressure  of  a  foot  too  long.  Some  were  new,  others 
looked  quite  old.  Some  were  clean,  but,  alas  ! 
many  did  not  look  so  ;  and  a  score,  at  least,  must 
have  come  not  knowing  they  would  be  called  upon 
to  display  that  part  of  their  wearing  apparel. 

It  is  easy  to  say  that  one  must  feel  at  ease  under 
all  circumstances.  In  spite  of  the  theory,  I  confess 
I  never  felt  so  queer,  so  embarrassed,  so  very  stupid 
as  I  did  when,  bowing  to  Mme.  Watanab6,  I  no- 
ticed that  one  of  my  chaussettes  looked  twice  as 
long  as  the  other.  Then  my  feet  seemed  altogether 
too  light,  and  I  could  not  help  walking  carefully, 
therefore  gauchement,  in  continual  fear  of  walking 
on  something  that  might  hurt  me. 

The  "climax"  was  reached,  though,  when  tea 
and  cakes  were  brought,  and  placed  on  the  floor  in 
the  middle  of  each  room — for  there  are  neither 
tables  nor  chairs  in  a  Japanese  house.  Those  who 
have  never  tried  to  sit  on  the  floor  while  wearing  a 
long  frock-coat,  with  a  silk  hat  in  one  hand  and  a 
cane  or  gloves  in  the  other,  will  never  be  able  to 
appreciate  what  an  awkward  thing  it  is  to  do.  The 
Japanese  have  a  way  of  sitting  both  on  knees  and 
heels,  which  is  of  great  advantage  on  such  occa- 
sions, for  then  one's  feet  are  behind.  But,  as  we 
unfortunate  foreigners  can  not  manage  the  position, 
our  limbs  being  too  stiff,  we  must  sit  "  tailor  fash- 
ion," thus  putting  our  feet  in  front  of  us,  between 
■ourselves  and  our  cups,  which  is  neither  graceful 
nor  very  convenablt. 

From  a  Japanese  point  of  view  it  is  altogether 
improper  to  thus  advance  one's  feet;  in  fact,  it  is' 
just  as  bad  form  as  it  would  be  here  to  put  them  on 
the  table.  Never  before  did  I  find  my  feet  so 
much  in  my  way — so  very  encombrants  and  diffi- 
cult to  manage.  I  was  always  vastly  amused  while 
in  Japan  whenever  I  saw  an  American  or  European 
lady  sitting  on  the  floor  for  the  first  time.  First, 
she  does  not  know  just  how  to  start,  or  which  knee 
to  bend  first.  Then,  corsets  and  dresses  are  not 
made  to  sit  that  way  ;  and  from  the  first  minute 
until  she  reaches  the  floor  one  can  hear  "crack, 
crack,  crack" — and  think — "there  goes  the  laces, 
or  a  button,  or  a  hook"  ;  and  the  face  of  the 
woman  when  she  hears  and  feels  the  crackling  is  a 
great  study. 

Once  the  tea  over  (Japanese  green  tea  without 
sugar  and  cream),  Count  de  Kessler  and  I  took 
leave.  What  a  time  we  had  at  the  door  trying  to 
get  into  our  shoes  once  more  !  Our  feet  were  hor- 
ribly swollen,  and  it  seemed  impossible  ever  to  wear 
those  shoes  again. 


Fixing  the  Responsibility. 
' '  How  did  you  find  matters  over  at  Boomopolis  ?  " 
asked  the  able  editor  of  the  Hawville  Clarion,  of 
Colonel  Handy  Polk,  the  enterprising  real-estate 
agent,  who  had  been  spending  a  few  days  in  a 
neighboring  settlement. 

"There  is  nothing  going  on  over  there  worth 

nrag,"  replied  the  colonel,  "except  a  lively 

=  -ween  the  rain-makers,  the  Salvation  Army, 


and  a  few  other  parties  over  who  deserves  the  credit 
for  breaking  up  the  long  drouth.  You  see,  the 
town  offered  a  purse  of  two  hundred  dollars  for  a 
good,  soaking  rain,  and  just  about  the  time  the 
rain-makers  began  operations,  the  Salvation  Army 
commenced  praying  for  the  same  blessing.  Both 
parties  labored  zealously,  and  three  or  four  days 
ago  the  rain  came  down  in  torrents.  Well,  then, 
when  the  rain-makers  came  up  for  their  money,  the 
Salvationists  put  in  a  claim  for  it  on  the  ground  that 
the  flood  was  produced  by  prayer  and  not  by  me- 
chanical means.  A  little  later,  here  came  the  Meth- 
odists, with  the  announcement  that  the  credit  be- 
longed to  neither  party,  but  to  a  kind  and  benefi- 
cent Providence  alone  ;  while  up  jumped  the  Pop- 
ulists with  the  pessimistic  assertion  that  it  rained 
because  they  were  having  a  basket  picnic  on  that 
day.  What  few  infidels  there  are  in  the  settlement 
deny  the  claims  of  everybody  else,  and  say  that  it 
rained  just  because  it  happened  to.  Hop  Wing, 
the  Chinese  laundryman,  credits  the  blessing  to  his 
Joss,  in  a  sort  of  left-handed  way,  alleging  that  he 
got  tired  of  pampering  his  idol  to  no  purpose,  and 
whirled  in  and  pounded  the  blockhead  regularly 
every  day  till  the  lazy  rascal  got  down  to  business 
and  made  it  rain.  It  looks  as  if  the  court  would 
have  to  be  called  in  to  straighten  out  the  complica- 
tion. Meanwhile,  several  farmers  living  on  the 
bottom-land  along  Bitter  Creek  are  patiently  wait- 
ing for  the  responsibility  to  be  fixed,  so  that  they 
can  begin  action  for  damages  on  account  of  their 
crops  having  been  washed  out  by  the  flood."— Puck, 


A  New  Danger-Signal. 

A  coasting-schooner  was  becalmed  in  a  fog  off 
Cutler  somewhere.  It  was  a  genuine  Bay  of  Fundy 
fog,  of  the  same  variety  that  the  man  inadvertently 
nailed  an  extra  course  on  to  while  shingling  his 
house.  You  couldn't  see  the  end  of  the  bowsprit 
from  the  foremast,  and  a  man  up  aloft  might  have 
been  ten  miles  from  earth  for  all  that  he  could  see. 
Not  a  breath  of  wind  was  stirring  and  the  sails  only 
slatted  lazily  as  the  vessel  rolled  on  the  swell.  The 
skipper  was  anxious,  for  he  was  right  in  the  track 
of  the  steamers,  and  the  New  York,  of  which  his 
brother  was  captain,  was  just  about  due.  He  com- 
manded the  lookout  to  keep  the  tin  horn  sounding 
vigorously.  Alas,  the  man  carelessly  laid  the  horn 
down  on  the  rail  for  a  moment  and  it  rolled  over- 
board. 

The  delinquent  was  treated  to  a  liberal  dose  of 
profanity,  but  of  what  use  was  that?  Presently 
the  whistle  of  a  steamer  was  heard  through  the  fog 
and  the  noise  of  the  paddles  as  they  tore  up  the 
water.  She  was  evidently-  bearing  right  down  upon 
them.  Skipper  and  crew  shouted  till  their  lungs 
were  sore,  beat  on  pans  from  the  galley,  but  to  no 
purpose.  Every  instant  they  expected  to  be  sunk 
by  the  on-rushing  steamer.  Suddenly  the  skipper's 
eye  fell  upon  a  lusty  young  pig,  who  was  being 
transported  in  a  temporary  pen.  In  a  trice  that 
porker  was  out,  a  powerful  sailor  gripped  his  tail 
with  a  pair  of  pincers  and  gave  a  twist  with  the 
energy  born  of  despair.  Heavens  !  what  a  squeal 
rent  the  atmosphere.  "  Keep  it  up  !  Keep  it  up  !  " 
yelled  the  skipper,  as  he  danced  up  and  down  with 
excitement.  The  blasts  of  the  steamer's  whistle 
redoubled  in  frequency  and  her  machinery  stopped. 
In  a  few  moments  her  outlines  emerged  from  the 
mist  right  over  the  schooner.  Half  the  crew  and 
passengers  were  on  the  forward  deck.  The  captain 
leaned  over  the  rail  and  shouted:  "You  blank 
dashed  son  of  a  dash  blanked  lubber,  what  in  dash 
blank,  blank  to  dash  and  return  are  you  trying  to 
do  ?  I'm  blanked  if  I  didn't  think  I  was  going 
ashore  right  into  the  middle  of  a  dashed  pig-yard  !  " 


It  was  in  Kansas. 

It  was  in  a  sleeping-car  going  through  Kansas. 
The  man  from  the  East  was  evidently  agitated 
about  something.  It  was  a  remarkable  fact  that  he 
had  a  newspaper  spread  over  his  lap  and  seemed 
scared  to  death  every  time  the  brakeman  opened 
the  door  and  let  the  draft  turn  one  corner  of  it 
over.  The  man  in  the  seat  behind  him  saw  him 
looking  under  the  seat  every  once  in  a  while,  and, 
after  a  time,  made  bold  to  say  : 

"  Have  you  lost  anything?" 

"  No."  After  a  silence  he  turned  his  head,  and 
said  :  "  My  friend,  will  you  lean  over  so  that  I  can 
talk  to  you  without  turning  around  ?" 

The  request  was  complied  with,  and  he  went  on  : 

"  I'm  lookin'  for  a  friend  in  need.  You  don't  be- 
long in  Kansas,  do  you  ?  " 

"No." 

"  Well,  I  want  to  borrow  a  pair  of  socks.  The 
porter  has  lost  mine,  somehow  or  other.  I've 
hunted  high  and  low,  but  they  aren't  to  be  found, 
and  I  found  that  for  the  first  time  in  my  life  I  got 
on  the  train  without  an  extra  supply." 

"  I  think  I  have  a  pair,"  said  the  stranger.  "  It 
must  be  rather  embarrassing  to  be  caught  in  such 
a  predicament  away  from  home,"  he  added,  sympa- 
thetically. 

"  Embarassing  !  The  worst  of  it  is  that  I  have 
low  shoes  on.  I've  gone  three  stations  past  my 
stopping-place  for  fear  the  people  out  here  would 
get  on  to  my  condition  and  want  to  run  me  for 
Congress."— Chicago  Tribune. 


—  ALL  OUR    NICE    FRAMES    HAVE  ORNAMENTED 

corners.     Best  styles  and  perfect  finish.     Sanborn 
Vail  &  Co.,  741  Market  Strict. 


NITRO-GLYCERINE. 


A  Problem. 


So  it  could  not  be  ! 

Young  Professor  Davidson  stood  before  the  class 
in  chemistry,  demonstrating  the  properties  and  pos- 
sibilities of  nitro-glycerine  ;  but  his  mind  was  fixed 
on  a  certain  other  experiment  which  had  been 
undertaken  by  him,  in  one  of  the  upper  alcoves  of 
the  college  library,  the  previous  evening. 

There  had  been  a  brilliant  college  reception  in 
the  beautiful  library  building,  and  Miss  Andrews 
had  sat  out  one  of  the  dances  with  the  professor  in 
an  upper  alcove  overlooking  the  floor.  There  the 
young  man,  maddened  by  his  long  -  cherished 
passion,  the  "  tumultuous  privacy"  which  hedged 
them  in,  Miss  AmJrews's  accentuated  loveliness  in 
tulle  and  the  rose-color  of  girlish  excitement,  but 
particularly  by  the  fact  that  she  had  danced  nine 
successive  dances  with  her  handsome  class-mate, 
Kenfield  Marsh,  and  was  at  that  very  moment 
covertly  watching  him  with  shining  eyes — mad- 
dened, I  say,  by  all  these  things,  Professor  David- 
son had  done  what  he  little  dreamed  of  doing  that 
evening — proposed  to  Mabel  Andrews,  the  pride  of 
the  senior  class. 

Two  minutes  later,  the  twain  were  descending 
the  little  spiral  staircase.  Mabel's  face  had  sud- 
denly grown  almost  as  white  as  the  swan's-down 
fan  she  carried  in  her  hand.  Professor  Davidson 
followed  her  with  a  face  as  unchanged,  inscrutable, 
imperturbable  as  bronze,  but  a  heart  whose  fierce 
anguish  seemed  like  the  rending  of  a  beast. 

The  girl  had  gone  straight  to  Kenfield  Marsh. 
Thus  far  the  half-blinded  eyes  of  the  professor  had 
followed  her.  Then  he  found  himself  rushing  on 
alone  through  the  great,  peaceful,  starlit  night. 

Now  he  was  standing  once  more  before  the  class 
— before  her,  and  Kenfield  Marsh,  and  a  score  of 
other  young,  happy  faces.  The  subject  of  the  lect- 
ure was  nitro-glycerine.  There  was  a  jar  of  that 
substance  on  the  table,  side  by  side  with  a  jar  of 
water. 

How  handsome  they  were — she  and  young  Ken- 
field Marsh  !  Marsh  sat  directly  behind  her  in 
class.  Now  and  then  she  turned  her  head  just  a 
little  and  smiled,  and  Marsh  saw  it  and  understood, 
though  there  was  no  meeting  of  eyes.  Happy 
young  fellow — maddeningly,  impertinently  happy  ! 

There  again — that  almost  imperceptible  inter- 
change. My  God  !  how  a  man's  heart  can  be  torn 
without  losing  a  single  organic  tissue  ! 

"  You  will  observe,  young  ladies  and  gentlemen," 
said  the  professor,  mechanically,  "  that  the  eye  can 
detect  no  difference  between  the  substances  in  these 
two  jars.  One  of  them  contains  plain,  every-day 
water.  The  other  contains  nitro-glycerine,  in  suffi- 
cient amount,  should  it  explode,  to  blow  this  entire 
building  into  atoms  and  waft  every  one  of  us  into 
eternity." 

The  class  smiled  —  rather  nervously,  and  ap- 
plauded— rather  lightly. 

"  I  will  now  show  you  the  process  of  manufact- 
uring dynamite,"  continued  the  professor.  He 
stepped  back,  took  a  shallow  dish  filled  with  saw- 
dust from  a  cabinet,  and  placed  it  on  the  table. 

"  In  order  that  you  may  observe  the  process 
more  clearly,  I  will  move  the  table  a  little  nearer 
the  class  ;  and  that  I  may  not  endanger  your  lives 
while  so  doing,  or  spill  this  water  on  the  floor,  and 
so  make  a  mess  for  the  janitor,  I  will  set  these  two 
jars  on  the  lower  bench  while  I  move  the  table 
forward." 

Professor  Davidson  picked  up  the  jar  of  nitro- 
glycerine and  the  jar  of  water  very  carefully,  one 
in  each  hand,  and  advanced  toward  the  class.  As 
he  did  so,  a  perfectly  comprehensible  impulse 
caused  him  to  raise  his  eyes  to  the  third  bench— 
the  front  row  of  young  ladies. 

Miss  Andrews  was  blushing  rosily  and  radiantly. 
Kenfield  Marsh  was  just  settling  back  in  his  seat, 
with  a  flush  overspreading  his  handsome  face  and 
a  smile  on  his  lips. 

Suddenly  all  the  strength  seemed  to  go  out  of 
the  professor's  hands.  His  nerves  trembled  like 
leaves  in  a  gust  of  wind.  He  made  a  quick  step 
forward — stopped — shuddered.  Then  one  of  the 
jars  slipped  from  his  fingers,  and  the  staring  class 
watched  it  falling,  as  it  were  for  ages,  to  the  floor. 
— Frank  Leslie's  Illustrated. 


"  You  say  she  is  a  musical  genius  as  far  as  the 
piano  is  concerned  ?  "  "  Yep  ;  knows  when  to  quit 
every  time." — Buftalo  Courier. 


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October  i,  1894. 


THE        ARGONAUT. 


13 


STORYETTES. 


Grave  and  Gay,  Epigrammatic  and  Otherwise. 


Thomas  Sheridan,  the  father  of  Lady  Dufferin, 
once  displeased  his  father,  who,  remonstrating  with 
him,  exclaimed:  "Why,  Tom,  my  father  would 
never  have  permitted  me  to  do  such  a  thing  ! " 
"  Sir,"  said  his  son,  in  a  tone  of  the  greatest  in- 
dignation, "do  you  presume  to  compare  your 
father  to  my  father  ?  " 


Admiral  Drake,  when  a  lad,  at  the  beginning  of 
his  first  engagement  was  observed  to  shake  and 
tremble  very  much,  and  being  rallied  upon  it,  ob- 
served, with  a  presence  of  mind  (or,  at  all  events, 
of  humor)  in  which  even  Nelson  was  lacking  :  "  My 
flesh  trembles  at  the  anticipation  of  the  many  and 
great  dangers  into  which  my  resolute  and  un- 
daunted head  will  lead  me." 

On  one  occasion  George  Lewes,  the  husband  of 
"George  Eliot,"  whom  he  called  Polly,  had  ar- 
ranged to  take  a  ramble  in  the  country  with  Herbert 
Spencer  and  the  late  Dr.  Youmans,  but  instead  of 
him  appeared  the  following  note  :  "  My  Dear 
Philosopher  :  Polly  is  ill,  and  as  husbands  are 
indivisible  (and  for  that  reason  probably  no  matter  J  s 
I  am  sorry  to  say  that  I  shall  not  have  a  leg 
or  cerebellum  at  your  service.  Faithfully  yours, 
G.  H.  Lewes." 

A  passenger  who  escaped  uninjured  from  a  seri- 
ous railway  smash,  seeing  a  fellow-traveler  search- 
ing anxiously  among  the  wreckage  with  a  lantern, 
offered  to  assist  in  the  search,  and  thinking  the  old 
man  had  lost  his  wife,  asked  in  sympathetic  tones  : 
"What  part  of  the  train  was  she  in?"  Raising 
his  lantern  and  glaring  at  the  kindly  disposed  pas- 
senger, the  old  man  shouted  with  indignant  dis- 
tinctness that  triumphed  over  physical  infirmity  : 
"  She,  sir  t  she  !     I  am  looking  for  my  teeth  1 " 


When  Whistler  and  Wilde  were  intimate,  the 
artist  named  a  kitten,  which  had  been  presented  to 
him,  "  Oscar,"  as  a  tribute  of  affection  to  the  poet. 
In  due  time,  Mrs.  Whistler  appeared  at  the  studio- 
door  one  morning  and  announced  :  "Dear!  What 
do  you  think  has  happened  ?  Oscar  has  kittens  !  " 
"  Impossible  !  "  exclaimed  the  artist ;  "  Oscar  is  not 
that  kind  of  a  cat."  When,  however,  he  was  led  to 
the  spot  where  Oscar  was  purring  over  five  diminu- 
tives, he  said  :  "  Well,  if  Oscar  has  had  kittens,  he 
must  have  plagiarized  them." 


There  are  no  tables  in  the  houses  of  the  Esqui- 
maux, and  the  women  are,  therefore,  in  the  habit 
of  placing  everything  on  the  floor.  A  Danish  lady 
employed  several  Esquimau  women  to  do  some 
washing.  Entering  the  wash-house  she  saw  them 
all  bending  over  the  wash-tubs  that  stood  on  the 
floor.  To  make  them  more  comfortable,  she  had 
some  stools  fetched  and  placed  the  tubs  upon  them. 
By  and  bye  she  looked  in  to  see  how  they  were 
getting  on,  and  to  her  astonishment  discovered  the 
women  standing  on  the  stools  and  stooping  still 
more  laboriously  over  the  tubs,  which  still  remained 
on  the  floor. 


This  anecdote  of  Bismarck  is  related  in  a  recent 
volume  of  memoirs  :  "  The  war  of  1870-71  was  not 
desired  by  Prussia.  We  were  prepared  for  it ; 
knowing  the  French,  we  regarded  it  as  certain 
some  day  or  other.  They  had  beaten  the  Russians 
in  the  Crimea,  the  Austrians  in  Italy  ;  our  turn 
must  come.  War  on  the  Rhine  was  fated,  all  the 
more  because  we  had  been  the  victors  at  Sadowa. 
In  1867,  being  at  Paris  with  the  king,  my  master, 
on  the  occasion  of  the  exhibition,  T  made  the  ac- 
quaintance of  a  French  marshal  —  Vaillant,  .  .  . 
I  believe  ;  he  was  governor  of  Paris.  We  chatted. 
He  said  to  me :  '  We  shall  cross  bayonets  some 
day."  '  Very  well,  if  you  like.  But,  if  you  please, 
why?'  '  Because  we  are  cocks,  and  one  cock  does 
not  like  to  hear  another  crow  louder  than  himself. 
At  Sadowa  you  crowed  too  loud.'  " 


An  Englishwoman  of  rank — a  duchess — was  very 
apt  to  forget  to  pay  her  bills.  A  milliner,  whose 
large  bill  had  been  repeatedly  ignored  by  the 
duchess,  at  last  determined  to  send  her  little  girl,  a 
pretty  child  of  ten  years,  to  beg  for  the  money 
which  was  so  much  needed.  "  Be  sure  to  say 
'  your  grace '  to  the  duchess,"  said  the  anxious 
mother,  and  the  child  gravely  promised  to  remem- 
ber. When,  after  long  waiting,  she  was  ushered 
into  the  duchess's  presence,  the  little  girl  dropped 
a  low  courtesy,  and  then,  folding  her  hands  and 
closing  her  eyes,  she  said,  softly  :  "  For  what  I  am 
about  to  receive  may  the  Lord  make  me  truly 
thankful."  As  she  opened  her  eyes  and  turned  her 
wistful  gaze  on  the  duchess,  that  light-hearted  per- 
son flushed  very  red,  and,  without  delay,  made  out 
a  check  for  the  amount  due  to  the  milliner. 


Lord  EUenborough  once  reproved  a  bricklayer 
for  coming  to  be  sworn  in  his  usual  habiliments. 
"  When  you  have  to  appear  before  this  court,  wit- 
ness, it  is  your  bounden  duty  to  be  clean  and  de- 
cent in  your  appearance."  "  Upon  my  life,  if  it 
comes  to  that,"  said  the  bricklayer,  "  I'm  every  bit 
as  well  dressed  as  your  lordship."     "  How  do  you 


mean,  sir?"  exclaimed  the  chief-justice,  angrily. 
"  Well,  it's  just  this — you  come  here  in  your  work- 
ing-clothes, and  I  come  in  mine."  It  was  very 
seldom,  however,  that  anybody  got  the  better  of 
Lord  EUenborough.  A  witness,  dressed  in  a  fan- 
tastical manner  and  who  had  given  discreditable 
evidence,  was  asked  in  cross-examination  what  he 
was.  "  I  employ  myself,"  he  said,  "  as  a  surgeon." 
"  But  does  any  one  else,"  inquired  the  chief-justice, 
"  employ  you  as  a  surgeon  ?  " 


An  English  doctor,  attached  to  the  court  of  a 
rajah,  made  himself  almost  indispensable  to  his 
highness.  He  had,  fortunately,  also  made  a  friend 
of  his  prime  minister.  On  one  occasion  his  high- 
ness, being  slightly  indisposed,  had  taken,  by  the 
doctor's  advice,  a  seidlitz  powder,  with  which  he 
expressed  himself  delighted.  Its  tendency  to 
"boil  and  fizz  ready  to  blow  your  nose  off,"  seemed 
to  him  to  "scatter  coolness";  and  he  seemed  so 
much  better  after  taking  it  that  the  doctor  felt  him- 
self justified  in  joining  in  a  hunting-party.  Pres- 
ently a  horseman  from  the  palace,  in  the  confiden- 
tial employment  of  the  grand  vizier,  galloped  up  to 
him.  "  My  master  bids  me  tell  you,"  he  said, 
"  that  his  highness  has  broken  open  your  medicine- 
chest  and  taken,  first,  all  the  white  powders  and 
then  all  the  blue."  "Gracious  goodness,"  cried 
the  doctor,  "  there  were  twenty-three  of  each  of 
them  !  "  "  My  master  adds,"  continued  the  mes- 
senger, dropping  his  voice,  "that  you  had  better 
make  for  the  frontier  without  one  moment's  delay." 
The  doctor  put  spurs  to  his  horse  and  never  drew 
rein  till  he  was  "out  of  the  jurisdiction  of  the 
court." 


Mr.  Timothy  Cole,  the  engraver,  gives  an  ac- 
count, in  a  private  letter,  of  an  amusing  experience 
in  the  Louvre  :  "  While  I  was  working  on  '  The 
Fish-Market,'  by  Van  Ostade,  an  elderly  lady  and 
a  young  gentleman  stopped  in  front  of  the  picture. 
They  were  much  attracted  by  what  I  was  doing, 
and  the  lady  asked  her  companion  if  he  knew  what 
I  was  about.  He  very  readily  "answered  that  I  was 
etching.  '  But,'  she  responded,  more  attentively 
regarding  me  as  I  engraved,  '  he  appears  to  be  cut- 
ting on  wood.'  '  Etching  on  wood,'  was  the  off- 
hand return.  I  could  not  repress  a  smile  as  I 
worked  on,  and  they  watched  me  in  silence.  '  I 
should  think,'  resumed  the  old  lady,  '  that  if  he 
made  a  false  cut  or  mistake,  it  would  be  the  ruin  of 
all  he  had  done  ? '  '  Oh,  no,'  was  the  nonchalant 
reply,  '  all  he  would  have  to  do  is  to  scratch  it  out 
and  do  it  over  again.'  Here  my  involuntary  glance 
of  surprise,  as  I  looked  up  from  my  block,  met  the 
inquiring  eyes  of  the  questioner.  It  was  time  for 
me  to  explain,  which  I  did,  correcting  the  gentle- 
man's erroneous  idea — evidently  derived  from  see- 
ing the  process  of  etching — of  a  wood-engraver's 
being  able  to  remedy  anything  he  had  once  cut  by 
scratching  it  out.  We  then  fell  into  conversation, 
and  I  learned  that  the  young  man  was  an  art-critic, 
which  accounted  for  the  confidence  with  which  he 
uttered  his  opinions."  • 


Common  Sense 
Is  a  somewhat  rare  possession.  Show  that  you 
have  a  share  of  it  by  refraining  from  violent  purga- 
tives and  drastic  cathartics  when  you  are  constipated, 
and  by  relaxing  your  digestive  organs  gently,  not 
violently,  with  Hostetter's  Stomach  Bitters,  a  whole- 
some, thorough  aperient  and  tonic.  This  world- 
famous  medicine  conquers  dyspepsia,  malaria,  liver 
complaint,  kidney  trouble,  and  nervousness,  and  is 
admirably  adapted  for  the  feeble  and  convalescent. 


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He — "I  understand  young  Slimlet  is  suffering 
from  some  mental  weakness?"  S/ie — "I'll  beta 
box  of  candy  he  doesn't  suffer  half  as  much  from 
it  as  we  do." — Detroit  Free  Press. 


Hou  can  easilyhavefhebestif 
Mi  you  only  insist  upon  it. 

They  are  made  for  cooking  and 
heating.inevery  conceivable  style 
and  sizefordfly  kind  of  fuel  and 
with  prices  from*  10  to*  70. 

Thegenuine  all  bearthis trade 
mark  and  are  sold  with  a  written 
guarantee.  First-classmerchants 
everywhere  handle  them. 

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YOKOHAMA  AND  HONG  KONG, 

Connecting  at  Yokohama  with  steamers  for  Shanghai. 
Steamer.     From  San  Francisco  for  Hong  Kong.      1894. 
Oceanic(via  Honolulu).  .Tuesday,  September 85 

Gaelic Tuesday,  October  16 

Belgic Thursday,  November  15 

Oceanic. (via  Honolulu).  .Tuesday,  December  4 

Round-Trip  Tickets  at  reduced  rates. 

Cabin  plans  on  exhibition,  and  Passage  Tickets  for  sale 
at  S.  P.  Company's  General  Office,  Room  74,  corner 
Fourth  and  Townsend  Streets,  San  Francisco. 

For  freight  apply  at  Offices  of  Pacific  Mail  Steamship 
Company,   at  Wharf,   or  at  No.  202   Front  Street,    San 
Francisco. 
T.  H.  GOODMAN,  GcnT  Passenger  Agent. 

PACIFIC  COAST  STEAMSHIP  CO. 

Dispatch  steamers  from  San  Francisco  for  ports  in 
Alaska,  9  a.  M.  September  7,  22,  October  7,  22,  Novem- 
ber 6,  3i,  December  6,  21. 

For  British  Columbia  and  Paget  Sound  ports,  September 
17.  and  every  fifth  day  thereafter.  For  Eureka,  Hum- 
boldl  Bay,  Steamer  11 'ittamttte  I  'alley,  every  Wednesday, 
9  a.  H.  For  Newport,  Los  Angeles,  and  all  way 
ports,  every  fourth  and  fifth  day  alternately  at  8  a.  m. 
For  San  Diego,  stopping  only  at  Port  Harford,  Santa 
Barbara,  Port  Los  Angeles,  Redondo  (Los  Angeles), 
and  Newport  every  fourth  and  fifth  day  alternately,  at 
11  a.  m.  For  Ensenada,  San  Jose"  del  Cabn.  Miration, 
La  Paz,  and  Guaymas  (Mexico),  Steamer 
of  each  month.  Ticket-office,  Palace  1-: 
gomery  Street. 

GOODALL,  PERKINS  &  CO.,  Cc 
No.  10  Market  Street,  San 


14 


THE        ARGONAUT. 


October 


1894* 


SOCIETY. 


Notes  and  Gossip. 

The  wedding  of  Prince  Poniatowski  and  Miss 
Beth  Sperry,  daughter  of  Mrs.  T.  H.  Sperry.  of 
Stockton,  and  sister  of  Mrs.  William  H.Crocker, 
of  this  city,  is  announced  to  take  place  on  Satur- 
day, October  6th,  at  the  Hotel  d'Elbe  in  Paris. 

The  wedding  of  Miss  Mae  Dimond  and  Mr. 
Joseph  S.  Tobtn  will  take  place  at  eight  o'clock 
this  evening  at  the  home  of  the  bride's  father, 
General  W.  H.  Dimond,  2224  Washington  Street. 
Archbishop  Riordan  wiU  officiate.  There  will  be  a 
reception  afterward  tendered  to  the  bride  and 
groom  and  to  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Paul  Jarboe,  nie  Di- 
mond. About  six  hundred  invitations  have  been 
issued.  There  will  be  music  and  refreshments,  but 
no  dancing. 

Mrs.  Sidney  M.  Van  Wyck  has  issued  cards  an- 
nouncing the  marriage  of  her  daughter,  Miss  Clara 
Churchill  Van  Wyck,  to  Mr.  Osgood  Putnam, 
which  took  place  at  Trinity  Church  on  Tuesday, 
September  25th. 

Mrs.  F.  L.  Whitney  will  receive  the  friends  of 
the  Nathaniel  Gray  Free  Kindergarten  at  a  matinee 
tea  on  Saturday  afternoon,  October  6th,  from  two 
to  five  o'clock.  A  tea  tax  of  fifty  cents  will  be  col- 
lected in  aid  of  the  charity,  and  a  very  fine  musical 
programme  has  been  prepared.  A  large  number 
of  young  ladies  in  attractive  toilets  will  assist  the 
hostess  in  serving  tea.  Mrs.  Whitney's  residence 
is  on  the  corner  of  Laguna  and  Sacramento  Streets, 
and  is  well  adapted  for  such  entertainments. 

At  Mme.  Ziska's  School,  last  Tuesday  evening, 
the  first  soiree  of  the  season  was  literary  to  the  ex- 
tent that  Mrs.  Alice  Kingsbury-Cooley  read  two 
acts  of  her  original  play,  "  Margaret  the  Witch." 
Musical  selections  by  Miss  Stevenson,  Miss  Flor- 
ence Levy,  and  Miss  Alice  Ziska  formed  the  second 
part  of  the  programme,  and  a  nice  little  supper 
closed  an  evening  pleasantly  spent  by  the  friends 
of  the  pupils. 

A  costume  recital  was  given  recently  by  Miss 
Viva  D.  Cummins  at  the  Hotel  Waldorf  in  New 
York  city.  She  gave  a  programme  of  Oriental  and 
American  Indian  songs  for  the  entertainment  of 
Mrs.  Phoebe  A.  Hearst  and  a  number  of  her 
friends. 


Army  and  Navy  News. 

The  latest  personal  notes  relative  to  army  and 
navy  people  at  the  various  posts  around  San  Fran- 
cisco are  appended : 

Colonel  Loomis  L.  Langdon,  First  Infantry,  U.  S.  A., 
will  be  placed  on  the  retired  list  on  October  25th,  owing 
to  the  age  limit. 

Commander  W.  A.  Morgan,  U.  S.  N.,  recently  in  com- 
mand of  the  Alert,  will  soon  be  placed  on  the  retired  list. 
He  will  reside  in  this  city. 

Major  J.  A.  Darling,  Fifth  Artillery,  U.  S.  A.,  has 
been  granted  two  months'  extension  on  his  leave  of  ab- 
sence, owing  to  continued  ill-health. 

Captain  Francis  J.  Higginson,  U.  S.  N..  now  captain 
of  the  yard  at  Mare  Island,  will  assnme  command  of  the 
Boston  when  she  is  ready  for  service  in  December,  to 
complete  his  sea-duty. 

Captain  Waller  D.  McCaw,  Assistant  Surgeon,  U.  S. 
N„  has  returned  from  duty  at  Wawona  to  accompany  the 
light  batteries  of  the  Fifth  Artillery  on  their  practice 
march. 

Passed  Assistant  Surgeon  C.  I.  Decker,  U.  S.  N.,  has 
been  detached  from  the  Carlisle  P.  Patterson  and  as- 
signed to  duty  as  Naval  Surgeon  and  Naval  Attendant 
Physician  to  the  Naval  Recruiting  and  Marine  Rendez- 
vous in  this  city,  relieving  Surgeon  Millard  H.  Crawford, 
U.  S.  N.,  who  has  been  ordered  home.  Dr.  Crawford  left 
last  Thursday,  via  Vancouver.  B.  C,  for  his  old  home  in 
Virginia,  where  he  will  remain  a  few  weeks  and  then  re- 
port for  duty  on  the  Detroit,  at  New  York,  which  will 
proceed  to  the  Asiatic  Station,  via  the  Suez  Canal. 

Passed- Assistant -Surgeon  Albert  M.  McCornu'ek.  U. 
S.  N.,  has  gone  to  Washington,  D.  C,  in  charge  of  an 
insane  seaman  from  the  Monterey. 

Dr.  W.  A.  Dunton  recently  passed  a  successful  exam- 
ination at  the  naval  hospital  for  admittance  to  the  United 
States  navy. 

Passed- Assistant-Paymaster  S.  L.  Heap,  U.  S.  N.,  left 
last  Tuesday  for  Yokohama  to  assume  duty  there  at  the 
naval  hospital. 

Lieutenant  R.  G.  Paxton,  Fourth  Cavalry,  U.  S.  A., 
has  been  transferred  to  the  Tenth  Cavalry,  Troop  K., 
vice  Lieutenant  J.  E.  Nolan,  U.  S.  A.,  who  has  been 
transferred  to  the  Fourth  Cavalry. 

Lieutenant  F.  W.  Coffin,  U.  S.  N.,  has  been  detached 
from  the  Bennington  and  ordered  home. 

Among  the  navy  officers  who  registered  at  the  Cal- 
ifornia Hotel  last  week  were:  Commander  G.  W.  Wood, 
U.  S.  N.,  Passed  Assistant  Surgeon  R.  M.  Kennedy,  U. 


JIbsoIately 
Pure 

A  cream  of  tartar  baking  powder.     High- 
est   of   all    in    leavening   strength.  —  LaUst 
•  States  Government  Food  Report 

.oyal  Baking  Powder  Co., 
106  Wall  St.,  N.  Y. 


S.  N.,  Assistant  Surgeon  Middleton  S.  Guest,  U.  S.  N., 
and  Lieutenant  Thomas  C.  Prince,  U.  S.  M.  C. 

Lieutenant  E.  M.  Elake,  Fifth  Artillery,  U.  S.  A.,  is  at 
Lexington,  Va.,  on  college  duty. 

Lieutenant  and  Mrs.  R.  McA.  Schofield,  Fourth 
Cavalry,  U.  S.  A.,  are  visiting  General  and  Mrs. 
Schofield,  U.  S.  A.,  in  Washington,  D.  C. 

Lieutenant  John  D.  Miley,  Fifth  Artillery,  U.  S.  A.,  is 
acting  as  recruiting  officer  at  the  Presidio. 

Lieutenant  and  Mrs.  E.  F.  Qualtrough,  U.  S.  X.,  have 
been  passing  several  weeks  at  Lake  Champlain,  N.  ^  . 


RECENT  WILLS  AND  SUCCESSIONS. 


By  the  will  of  the  late  Mrs.  Miranda  W.  Lux, 
widow  of  the  late  Charles  Lux,  the  following  testa- 
mentary provisions  were  made  : 

The  estate  is  valued  at  more  than  three  millions  ol  dol- 
lars. Mr.  Thomas  B.  Bishop  and  Mr.  Azro  N.  Lewis  are 
named  as  executors  without  bonds.  The  document  was 
drawn  on  December  10,  1893.  Testator  desired  particu- 
larly that  the  executors  at  once  proceed  to  secure  posses- 
sion of  all  of  her  property  and  rights  in  the  firm  of  Miller 
&  Lux  and  dissolve  the  partnership  affairs  of  the  firm. 
The  executors  are  to  pay  the  following  legacies  : 

To  her  son,  Jesse  Sheldon  Potter,  $100,000;  to  her  sis- 
ter, Sarah  Loveland,  $20,000;  to  her  brother,  Jeremiah 
Sheldon,  $20,000 ;  to  Mary  C.  Hubbard,  of  Wakefield, 
R.  I.,  SS.ooo;  to  Mrs.  Emily  King,  of  Providence,  R.  L, 
$1,000;  to  the  widow  of  the  late  Alexander  Potter,  of 
Providence,  R.  1..  $500;  to  Miranda  M.  Lewis,  a  niece, 
$50,000;  to  Martha  A,  Cook,  a  niece,  $50,000;  to  a  niece, 
Elizabeth  C.  Allen,  of  San  Francisco,  $5,000;  to  a 
nephew,  Jeremiah  Sheldon,  of  Wakefield,  R.  I.,  $5,000; 
to  a  niece,  Georgiana  L.  Langworthy,  of  Westerly,  R.  I., 
$5,000;  to  a  nephew,  John  L.  Sheldon,  of  Wakefield,  R. 
I.,  $5,000;  to  Mrs.  Sarah  W.  Miller,  of  San  Francisco, 
$5,000;  to  Mrs.  Anna  Robinson,  of  Gilroy,  Cal.,  $5,000; 
to  a  nephew,  Edward  Potter,  of  San  Francisco,  $1,000  ; 
to  a  nephew,  Stephen  Sheldon,  $5,000;  to  a  cousin, 
Isabella  Knight,  of  San  Francisco,  $5,000;  to  a  friend, 
Sarah  B.  Cooper,  of  San  Francisco,  $5,000;  to  Mrs.  Har- 
riet Wilson,  of  Morenci,  Mich.,  $1,000;  to  Nellie  Nickel, 
daughter  of  Henry  Miller,  $5,000;  to  Henry  Miller.  Jr., 
son  of  Henry  Miller,  $5,000;  to  John  H.  Bolton,  of  San 
Francisco,  $1,000 ;  to  Charles  Z.  Merritt,  of  Oakland, 
Cal.,  $2,000;  to  Edwin  G.  Rodolph,  of  San  Francisco, 
$1,000;  to  David  Brown,  now  in  the  employment  of 
Miller  &  Lux,  $1,000;  to  Mary  Anderson,  $500. 

Her  trustees  shall  hold  in  trust  for  her  grandson,  Jesse 
Sheldon  Lux  Potter,  $50,000,  which  sum  the  trustees 
shall  invest  and  accumulate  the  income  thereof  until  the 
grandson  shall  attain  the  age  of  twenty-one  years,  and 
thereafter  the  trustees  shall  continue  to  hold  in  trust  said 
fund  and  pay  said  grandson  annually  or  semi-annually 
the  interest  and  profits  thereof  until  the  grandson  shall 
attain  the  age  of  thirty  years,  when  the  trustees  shall  de- 
liver over  and  pay  to  him  the  fund  and  its  accumulations. 
In  case  of  the  death  of  the  grandson,  the  fund  shall  be 
paid  to  Martha  A.  Cook  and  Miranda  W.  Lewis,  nieces. 

The  following  trusts  are  then  created:  For  William  H. 
Sheldon,  a  nephew,  the  income  from  $5,000;  for  the 
three  children  of  Emma  Scott  Kenyon — George  W„ 
Emma  S.,  and  Anna  C.  Kenyon — $5,000;  for  Charles  F. 
Searle,  of  Fall  River,  Mass.,  $5,000;  for  Nellie  M. 
Wordell,  $2,500 ;  for  Sarah  M.  Searle,  $2,500 ;  for 
Nathaniel  Searle,  $2,500;  for  Annie  Searle,  $5,000;  for 
Martha  A.  Sheldon,  $5,000;  for  Alzada  Place,  $5,000. 

Numerous  charitable  bequests  are  made  as  follows: 
San  Francisco  Protestant  Orphan  Asylum,  $5,000;  Old 
People's  Home  of  San  Francisco,  $5,000;  Pacific  Hebrew 
Orphan  Asylum  and  Home  Society  of  San  Francisco, 
$5,000;  Hospital  for  Children  and  Training  School  for 
Nurses  of  San  Francisco,  $5,000;  United  Hebrew  Chari- 
ties of  Chicago,  111.,  for  the  benefit  of  the  Michael  Reese 
Hospital  of  Chicago,  111.,  for  the  purpose  of  maintaining 
a  permanent  memorial  ward  or  bed  to  the  memory  of 
Charles  Lux,  $1,000;  Public  Library  at  the  village  of 
Chepachet,  R.  I.,  $500;  Congregational  Church  of  the 
village  of  Chepachet,  R.  I.,  $500;  Associated  Charities  of 
San  Francisco,  $5,000;  Congregational  Church  in  North 
Scituate,  R.  L,  $500;  California  Home  for  the  Care  and 
Training  of  Feeble-Minded  Children,  of  Glen  Ellen, 
Sonoma  County,  Cal.,  $5,000,  to  be  used  in  the  formation 
of  a  permanent  home  for  feeble-minded  adult  females. 

All  the  rest  of  the  estate,  together  with  all  lapsed  lega- 
cies, the  trustees  shall  hold,  manage,  invest,  re-invest, 
keep  invested  ;  and  the  whole  of  the  net  income  thereof 
they  shall  pay  over  to  the  son,  Jesse  Sheldon  Potter,  at 
least  semi-annually.  After  the  death  of  the  son,  the 
trustees  shall  divide  all  the  rest  of  the  estate  into  three 
portions.  One  of  said  portions  they  shall  set  aside  for 
the  benefit  of  testator's  grandson,  Jesse  Sheldon  Lux 
Potter,  during  his  minority  and  until  he  shall  attain  the 
age  of  twenty-one  years.  Two-thirds  of  another  of  said 
three  portions  shall  be  divided  equally  between  a  sister, 
Sarah  Loveland,  and  a  brother,  Jeremiah  Sheldon,  and 
nieces,  Miranda  W.  Lewis  and  Martha  A.  Cook,  the  dis- 
tribution to  be  made  per  stirpes  and  not  per  capita.  The 
other  third  of  said  last-named  portion  shall  be  divided 
equally  between  other  nephews  and  nieces  and  the  repre- 
sentatives of  any  nephew  or  niece  who  is  deceased.  The 
remaining  or  third  of  said  portions  the  trustees  shall  con- 
vey to  Louis  Sloss,  Mrs.  Sarah  B.  Cooper,  Charles  Hol- 
brook,  George  C.  Sargent,  and  Thomas  B.  Bishop,  to  be 
held  by  them  in  trust  for  schools  for  manual  training  for 
young  people  of  both  sexes  in  the  State  of  California, 
and  particularly  in  the  city  and  county  ot  San  Francisco. 

Mrs.  Lux  requests  that  her  niece,  Miranda  W.  Lewis, 
be  given  the  guardianship  of  the  grandson,  Jesse  Sheldon 
Potter,  and  the  executors  are  directed  to  provide  liber- 
ally for  him. 

In  a  codicil  to  the  will,  dated  January  7,  1894,  the  fol- 
lowing dispositions  are  made  of  certain  stock:  Spring 
Valley  Water  stock  —  To  Sarah  Loveland,  50  shares; 
Miranda  W.  Lewis,  50  shares;  Martha  A.  Cook.  50 
shares;  Annie  Newkirk,  25  shares;  Isabella  Knight,  25 
shares.  San  Francisco  Gaslight  Company's  stock— Eliza- 
beth Allen.  35  shares ;  Mary  C.  Hubbard,  25  shares ; 
Georgiana  L.  Langworthy,  25  shares.  California  Electric 
Lighting  Company's  stock— Nellie  M.  Wardell,  50  shares; 
Nathaniel  Searle,  50  shares;  Sarah  M.  and  Charles  F. 
Searle,  so.shares  each. 

The  Rev.  Samuel  Willey  is  to  be  presented  with  a  re- 
ceipt for  $2,000,  which  is  due  from  him  on  a  promissory 
note ;  Edward  T.  Allen  is  given  twenty-five  shares  of 
San  Francisco  Gaslight  stock  to  hold  in  trust  for  the 
benefit  of  the  three  children  of  Emma  Scott  Kenyon  ;  Dr. 
Azro  N,  Lewis,  T.  B.  Bishop,  and  Isabella  Knight  are 
to  hold  one  hundred  and  thirty  shares  of  Spring  Valley 
Water  stock  In  trust  and  use  the  revenue  for  the  educa- 
tion of  the  grandson,  Jesse  Sheldon  Lux  Potter,  until  he 
is  twenty-one  years  old. 

In  a  supplemental  will,  dated  June  5,  1894,  the  following 
bequests  are  made  :  Mrs.  Preston,  $500  ;  Elizabeth  Kent, 
a  cook,  $500  ;  V.  Uchida,  a  Japanese  servant,  $100. 


Sardou's  new  piece,  "La  Duchesse  d'Athenes," 
was  read  \n  Sarah  Bernhardt  and  the  rest  of  her 
Renaissance  Theatre  company  in  Paris  recendy, 
and  was  much  applauded. 


MUSICAL    NOTES. 


The  Philharmonic  Society. 

It  remained  for  Fritz  Scheel  to  discover  that  this 
organization,  composed,  as  it  is,  of  the  best  ama- 
teur instrumentalists  in  San  Francisco,  was  capable, 
under  efficient  leadership,  of  performing  in  a  credit- 
able manner  the  works  of  the  classical  composers. 
He  readily  consented  to  undertake  the  task  of  de- 
veloping the  possibilities  of  the  society,  when  the 
directorship  was  tendered  him,  which  in  itself  was 
a  compliment  thoroughly  appreciated  by  the  indi- 
vidual members.  The  active  membership  has 
nearly  doubled  since  Mr.  Scheel  took  charge,  about 
three  months  ago,  and  our  fashionable  musical 
people  have  taken  the  hint  and  flocked  to  the  sup- 
port of  this  worthy  organization,  which  for  seven- 
teen years  has  been  struggling  for  a  mere  exist- 
ence. With  Mr.  Scheel's  indorsement  and  assist- 
ance, everything  became  easy  ;  it  was  easier  to  do 
good  work  and  easier  to  fill  the  list  of  associate 
members,  which  is  now  larger  than  ever  before 
and  contains  the  names  of  many  of  our  society 
leaders. 

The  first  concert  of  the  eighteenth  season,  and 
the  first  under  Mr.  Scheel's  baton,  will  take  place 
on  Monday  evening,  October  8th,  when  the  pro- 
gramme will  consist  of  two  numbers  from  Rubin- 
stein's "  Bal  Costume,"  the  ballet  music  from  Mosz- 
kowsky's  "  Boabdil,"  and  a  "  Fantastischer  Zug" 
by  the  same  composer  ;  a  "  Song  Without  Words," 
by  Tschaikowsky,  two  numbers  for  string  orches- 
tra only,  and  the  ever  popular  "Wiener  Bon- 
bons" waltz  by  Strauss.  The  soloist  for  the  occa- 
sion will  be  Miss  A.  Breitschik,  who  is  down  on  the 
programme  for  two  harp  solos.  X. 


Mr.  H.  J.  Stewart  will  give  his  first  organ  recital 
at  the  First  Unitarian  Church  at  three  o'clock  this 
afternoon,  assisted  by  Mr.  Thomas  Rickard,  Miss 
Anna  Miller  Wood,  Mrs.  Birmingham,  Mr.  John 
Marquardt,  and  Mr.«F.  K.  Tobin.  It  will  be  the 
first  of  a  series  of  six  recitals  to  be  given  under  the 
auspices  of  and  in  aid  of  the  Society  for  Christian 
Work,  an  auxiliary  of  the  church. 


Verdi  has  written  some  new  music  for  the  Paris 
production  of  "  Otello,"  notably  a  ballet  to  precede 
the  entrance  of  the  Venetian  embassadors  in  the 
third  act. 


English,  and  American  "Wine  Drinkers. 

There  are  differences  between  champagne  drink- 
ers in  England  and  in  America.  The  Britisher  is 
willing  to  pay  the  highest  price  for  the  best  wine 
and  yet  he  gets  his  champagne  cheaper  than  the 
American,  though  in  England  the  prices  of  differ- 
ent brands  vary.  In  America,  however,  the  con- 
sumer pays  about  the  same  for  all  brands  regard- 
less of  quality.  Here  is  an  example  :  Ridley's 
Wine  and  Spirit  Trade  Circular's  quotations  for 
familiar  brands  by  the  dozen  were  :  Pommery,  83 
to  88  shillings  ;  Moet,  75  shillings  ;  Perrier-Jouet, 
72  shillings  ;  and  G.  H.  Mumm,  70  to  75^  shil- 
lings. In  this  country,  however,  the  consumer 
pays  about  the  same  for  one  brand  as  another, — 
New  York  Tribune. 


"Our  Society"  Bine  Book. 

The  fashionable  private  address  directory,  con- 
taining the  lists  of  names,  addresses,  and  reception 
days  of  the  leading  society  people,  is  now  in  press 
at  the  H.  S.  Crocker  Company.  Address  all  com- 
munications and  changes  to  Charles  C.  Hoag,  pub- 
lisher, 179  Crocker  Building,  San  Francisco. 


— Opera  glasses— latest  Parisian  styles  in 
aluminum,  with  or  without  handles,  at  very  moder- 
ate prices.  Henry  Kahn  &  Co.,  Opticians,  642 
Market  Street,  Chronicle  Building. 


—  Hurd's,  Whiting's,  Crane's,  Marcus 
Ward's,  and  all  the  fine  writing  papers,  and  all 
other  stationery  supplies,  at  popular  prices.  San- 
born, Vail  &  Co.,  74.1  Market  Street. 


—  For  engagement,  wedding,  and  birth- 
day  presents  do  not  fail  to  visit  S.  &  G.  Gump's, 
113  Geary  Street 


—  Ladies  outing  shirts  and  waists  made 
to  order  at  Carmany's,  25  Kearny  Street. 


— Moore's  Poison-Oak  Remedy.    Cures  poi- 
son-oak  and  all  skin  diseases. 


-Cooper's  engravers  have  no  equal. 


r  it  imald  in  th.«  bach  of   the  bowl  nnd  handle 
then  tn.-  artick'  il.  ,>  i\u  .1  .nun-. 

For  anle  by  kllinwvlart  Mudu  unlv  lit' 

THE  HOLMES  &  EDWARDS  SILVER  CO. 

BRIOOEPOKT,  CONN. 


ARGONAUT 


durinc  the: 

jCAMPAIGN  0M894I 

Until  the  close  of  the   campaign, 


and  up  to  January  1st,  the  Argo- 


naut    will    be    sent,   by    mail,    to 


any  person   subscribing   direct  to 


this    office,    for     OJfE    DOLLAR. 


Recent  events,  both  in  this 


State  and  in  Congress,  have  given 


to  the  coming  political  campaign 


an  interest   unusual    in  so-called 


off-years. 


The    Democratic 


party  has  been  in  control  of  the 


National    Government    for    two 


years,  and  the  result  has  been  fi- 


nancial    depression    and     wide- 


spread disaster. 


That  party 


has  proved  its  utter  incapacity,  its 
lack  of  courage  to  carry  out  the 


pernicious  principles  it  advocates, 
and  its  inability  to  formulate  any 


better  plan  of  action. 


The 


approaching  campaign  is  to  deter- 


mine whether  this  party  is  to  con- 
tinue in  power.  The  Argo- 


naut believes  that  the  success  of 


the  Republican  party  is  essential 


to  the  good  government  of  this 
republic.  We  believe  in  pro- 

tection   to   American    industries, 


and  reciprocity  with  non-compet- 


ing  countries. 


We  believe 


in  a  bimetallic  currency,  and  the 
free  use  of  gold  and  silver  for 
coinage,  and  that  every  dollar, 
whether  of  gold,  silver,  or  paper, 
shall  be  an  honest  dollar,  and  worth 


one  hundred  cents. 


We  be- 


lieve that  the  construction  of  the 
Nicaragua  Canal  should  be  en- 
couraged and  controlled  by  this 
government.  We     believe 


our       toreion      commerce 


Playing  for  safety  :  Wool — "One  of  these  hunt- 
ing-belts seems  to  be  loaded  with  blank  cartridges." 
Van  Pelt — "  I  forget  to  tell  you  ;  young  Brown  has 
asked  to  go  with  us." — Puck. 

I    I  ousekeepers 
fl  value 

STERLING  SILVER   INLAID 

Si>-mns  and  Forks  on  a  '-.Hint  nf  thoii'  wear- 
ing au  ,,ii'—. 

Gi.ar^iiHcecJ  for 
2;  years. 


that 

should  be  extended,  the  building 
of  American  ships  encouraged, 
and  the  American  flag  restored 
to  its  former  position  upon  the 
high    seas.  We    believe   in 

the  entire  exclusion  of  the  Chi- 
nese from  our  soil.  We  be- 
lieve in  the  restriction  of  natural- 
We  believe  in  the 


ization. 


present  restriction  of  all  foreign 
immigration,  and  the  ultimate 
exclusion  of  all  immigrants 
coming  in  competition  with  and 
tending  to  degrade  American 
labor.  Believing    that    the 

success  of  the  Republican  party 
will  best  subserve  all  these  ends, 
most  of  which  are  in  its  plat- 
form, the  Argonaut  will  do  its 
best  for  the  success  of  that  party 
in  the  coming  campaign  of  1894. 


October  i,  1894. 


THE        ARGONAUT. 


16 


Movements  and  Whereabouts. 

Annexed  will  be  found  a  resume  of  movements  to 
and  from  this  city  and  coast,  and  of  the  whereabouts 
of  absent  Californians  : 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Henry  M.  GilHg  sailed  from  New  York 
on  September  19th,  on  the  steamer  Teutonic,  for  Europe. 
They  will  pass  the  autumn  on  the  Continent  and  the  win- 
ter in  Egypt.  After  that  they  will  visit  India,  and  are 
expected  here  next  spring. 

Mr.  John  W.  Mackay,  Jr.,  has  arrived  in  England, 
where  he  will  indulge  in  a  two  weeks'  coaching  trip.  Mr. 
and  Mrs.  Frederick  H.  Benedict,  of  New  York,  will  be 
his  guests. 

Colonel  C.  F.  Crocker  and  Mr.  D.  O.  Mills  left  last 
Tuesday  on  the  Oceanic  for  Japan  en  route  around  the 
world. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Joseph  A.  Donohoe,  Jr.,  and  Miss 
Mary  Eyre  left  Menlo  Park  last  Saturday  to  visit  Del 
Monte  for  a  few  days. 

Mrs.  James  Freeborn,  who  has  been  residing  in  Paris 
for  several  years,  will  soon  return  here  to  attend  to  the 
settlement  of  the  estate  of  her  late  husband. 

Mr.  and  and  Mrs.  Hermann  Oelrichs  and  Miss  Virginia 
Fair  are  expected  to  arrive  here  about  October  4th  on  a 
six  weeks'  visit,  and  will  occupy  the  Fair  mansion  on  Pine 
Street. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Charles  Fox  Tay,  nie  Walker,  will  re- 
ceive on  Wednesdays  in  October  at  their  residence,  1116 
Fulton  Street. 

Mrs.  F.  F.  Low  and  Miss  Flora  Low  left  last  Saturday 
to  visit  Del  Monte  for  a  few  weeks. 

General  and  Mrs.  John  H.  Dickinson  and  Mr.  Regi- 
nald Dickinson,  who  have  been  passing  the  summer  at 
their  villa,  "Craig  Hazel,"  in  Sausalito,  will  return  to 
the  city  on  Monday,  and  will  reside  during  the  winter  at 
the  home  of  Mr.  and  Mrs.  S.  O.  Putnam,  1012  Washing- 
ton Street. 

Mr.'  and  Mrs.  Charlemagne  Tower,  Jr.,  arrived  here 
from  Philadelphia  last  Tuesday,  and  axe  staying  at  the 
Palace  Hotel. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Frank  J.  Sullivan  and  family  will  return 
in  a  few  days  from  Phelan  Park,  Santa  Cruz,  after  pass- 
ing the  summer  there. 

Miss  Jennie  Dunphy  and  Miss  Viola  Piercy  are  at  the 
Hotel  Continental  in  Paris. 

Mr.  C.  A.  Spreckels  returned  from  Honolulu  last  Sat- 
urday. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  George  E.  Raurn  have  returned  from  San 
Rafael,  and  are  staying  at  the  Palace  Hotel. 

Mrs.  Selden  S.  Wright  is  visiting  relatives  in  the  East- 
ern States. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Frank  M.  Smith,  of  Oakland,  are  travel- 
ing in  the  Eastern  States. 

Mr.  Henry  W.  Redington  arrived  in  Paris  last  Satur- 
day. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Paul  Jarboe  are  residing  at  the  home  of 
General  W.  H.  Dimond,  2224  Washington  Street. 

Mrs.  E.  C.  Truman  and  Miss  Truman,  who  have  been 
residing  in  Chicago  for  several  years,  will  pass  the  winter 
in  Los  Angeles. 

Dr.  and  Mrs.  Clinton  Cushii;g  have  been  at  Paso 
Robles  during  the  past  fortnight. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  A.  G.  Booth  have  returned  to  the  city 
after  passing  the  summer  at  their  cottage  in  the  Santa 
Cruz  Mountains,  and  are  occupying  their  residence,  2510 
Washington  Street. 

Miss  Clara  Taylor,  of  Sacramento,  has  returned  from 
her  Eastern  trip. 

Miss  Katherine  Kimball,  formerly  soprano  of  the  First 
Congregational  Church,  of  this  city,  but  now  a  resident 
of  Los  Angeles,  will  leave  in  October  for  Europe  to  study 
music  under  Mme,  Marchesi,  in  Paris. 

Mrs.  A.  W.  Scott,  who  has  been  in  Southern  California 
for  several  months.,  is  now  at  Coronado  Beach.  Her 
health  is  so  much  improved  that  she  expects  to  return 
here  to  remain  at  her  residence  during  the  winter  months. 

Mr.  C.  F.  Kohl,  of  San  Mateo,  has  been  passing  sev- 
eral days  at  Del  Monte. 

Mr.  Bert  Hecht  left  last  Sunday  for  Portland,  Or., 
where  he  will  remain  about  two  months. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Frank  S.  Johnson  have  returned  to  San 
Rafael  after  a  brief  visit  at  Del  Monte. 

Mr.  J.  J.  Chappell  has  returned  to  the  city  after  a  suc- 
cessful hunting  trip  of  two  weeks'  duration  in  Lake 
County. 

Mr.  Henry  Heyman  has  returned  to  the  city  after  a 
three  months'  visit  to  the  principal  places  of  interest  in 
Europe. 

Mrs.  J.  Athearn  Folger  and  her  sons,  Mr.  J.  A.  Folger 
and  Mr.  Ernest  R.  Folger,  accompanied  by  Mr.  Charles 
E.  McLean,  Mr.  Alexander  Eyers,  and  Mr.  Alexander 
Porter,  of  Yale  College,  have  been  in  Europe  since  July 
1st  on  a  six  months'  tour.  They  were  at  Interlaken  early 
in  September. 

Mrs.  M.  Hyman  and  the  Misses  Sadie,  Agnes,  and 
May  Hyman  will  reside  at  the  Hotel  Richelieu  during  the 
winter  season. 

Misses  Alice  and  Ella  Hobart  and  Miss  Vassault  will 
leave  in  a  few  days  to  make  a  brief  Eastern  trip. 

Mr.  W.  H.  Magee  will  arrive  here  from  Central  America 
about  October  7th,  and  expects  to  remain  here  a  couple 
of  months.     He  will  stay  at  the  Hotel  Richelieu. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  J.  J.  Crooks  will  return  from  Chicago  in 
a  few  days,  and  will  reside  at  the  Hotel  Richelieu  during 
the  winter. 

Miss  Amy  Salz  is  in  San  Diego  on  a  visit  to  her  sister, 
Mrs.  M.  A.  Wertheimer. 

Mr.  Charles  W.  Sutro  and  Miss  Clara  Sutro  have  gone 
East,  en  route  to  Europe,  and  will  be  away  several 
months. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Benjamin  G.  Lathrop,  nee  Harris,  have 
rented  their  country  home  in  Tulare  County,  and  are 
having  a  villa  erected  at  Larkspur,  which  they  will  oc- 
cupy about  November  1st. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Claus  Spreckels  and  Miss  Emma  Spreck- 
els arrived  in  New  York  from  Europe  on  September  zist, 
and  are  expected  home  soon. 

Mr.  James  H.  Langdon  will  stay  at  the  California 
Hotel  during  the  winter. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  M.  S.  Grinbaum  have  taken  rooms  at  the 
California  Hotel  for  the  winter  months. 

Mrs.  A.  Halsey  and  Miss  C.  V.  W.  Halsey,  of  this 
city,  arrived  in  Bremen  a  few  days  ago. 

Mrs.  Edith  Cook  and  her  son  have  taken  rooms  at  the 
California  Hotel  for  the  winter. 

Mrs.  George  J.  Bucknall  left  for  Southern  California 
last  Monday  to  remain  several  weeks.  Before  returning 
home  she  will  visit  Santa  Monica  and  be  the  guest  of 
Mrs.  John  P.  Jones. 

Mrs.  J.  Henley  Smith  and  Mrs.  Bayard  Smith  left  last 
Saturday  to  visit  relatives  in  Baltimore. 

Mrs.  Horace  Davis  is  passing  a  couple  of  weeks  at 
Castle  Crag. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  George  Carr  have  returned  to  the  city, 
and  are  staying  at  The  Colonial. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  G.  W.  Franks  have  returned  from  a  pro- 
longed Eastern  tour,  and  are  at  The  Colonial. 

Mr.  C.  H.  Lovett  and  family,  of  Los  Angeles,  have 
taken  rooms  at  The  Colonial  for  the  winter. 

Mrs.  Leila  Ellis  has  returned  from  the  East  after  a 
stay  of  several  months,  leaving  there  her  daughter,  Miss 


Leila  Owen  Ellis,  under  the  care  of  Miss  Ruffin,  for  the 
purpose  of  studying  at  the  Empire  School. 

Miss  D.  A.  Armstrong,  of  Washington,  D.  C,  is  stay- 
ing at  The  Colonial. 

Mrs.  Van  H.  Higgins  and  her  two  sisters,  Mrs.  W.  E. 
Pinney  and  Miss  Jessie  Morse,  who  went  abroad  last 
February,  are  at  the  Hotel  Binda  in  Paris.  They  are  ex- 
pected to  leave  therefor  home  in  October. 


HEROISM. 


Freda  Johnson. 
Out  of  the  swirl  of  the  seething  flame, 

Out  of  the  hell  of  the  rushing  fire, 

Out  of  the  jaws  of  horror  dire, 
A  slip  of  a  girl  with  a  baby  came. 

A  slip  of  a  girl  with  a  chubby  child, 

A  slip  of  a  girl  like  a  fragile  flower, 

A  slip  of  a  girl  with  a  hero's  power, 
Speeding  away  on  a  race  so  wild. 

Alone  she  was  in  a  maddened  throng, 

Running  a  race  with  savage  death  ; 

Weary,  and  faint,  and  scant  of  breath, 
She  bore  her  burden  on  and  on. 

Never  a  thought  of  selfish  fear 
Comes  to  the  fragile,  flower-like  girl ; 
Though  the  black  smoke  rolls  and  the  hot  flames 
swirl 

She  staggers  along  with  her  brother  dear. 

Calm  is  the  heart  that  love  makes  brave  ; 
Swift  and  beautiful  are  its  feet 
That  run  on  errands  love  makes  sweet ; 

Strong  are  the  arms  that  are  strained  to  save. 

At  last  !     What  joy  her  heart  must  know  ! 

At  last  she  stumbles  into  the  pool, 

Safe  from  the  fire  in  the  waters  cool, 
She  and  her  darling  brother  Joe. 

Ah,  little  girl,  with  heart  so  true, 

Speeding  away  from  the  fire's  fierce  wave, 
With  never  a  thought  but  to  shield  and  save, 

Heaven  be  praised  for  such  as  you  ! 

Thank  God  !     Where  passions  flame  and  flare, 
Where  clamorous  self  drowns  out  the  prayer, 
Where  men  grow  devilish  with  despair, 
The  flowers  of  love  are  blooming  there. 

— Eva  Donaldson  in  t!ic  Inter-Ocean. 


At  Hinckley. 
'  Back  for  the  lake  !     The  bridge  has  gone  down  !  " 
This  is  the  shriek  at  Hinckley  town 
As  the  Limited  passes  this  hideous  day, 
With  doom  before  and  behind  it,  yea, 
And  all  around  ;  'tis  a  chrism  of  flame 
Putting  the  horror  of  hell  to  shame. 

'  The  world  is  on  fire  !     To  linger  is  death  !  " 
Cry  those  left  alive,  as  all  in  a  breath 
They  crowd  to  the  cars :   "  To  the  lake  !  the  lake  ! " 
Four  fiery  miles  distant,  "Oh,  for  God's  sake  !  " 
And  there  on  the  engine,  blistered  and  brown. 
Brave  Engineer  Root  and  Fireman  McGown  ! 

O  engineer,  you've  a  duty  to  do  ! 

Faint  not  nor  flinch  ;  can  you  carry  them  through  ? 

Quick  !  anywhere  out  of  this  furnace  accursed  ! 

Swift  as  a  flash  is  the  lever  reversed ; 

Fast,  faster,  through  reaches  of  flame  that  appall, 

Lighting  the  billows  of  smoke  that  enwall. 

With  fierce  fires  beneath  in  the  burning  of  ties, 

Fire  lapping  the  earth  from  the  terrible  skies, 

And  you  at  your  post  there,  not  thinking  of  fear, 

With  your  clothes  all  aflame,  O  bold  engineer  ! 

Onward  !    Ah,  heaven,  our  shield  is  on  fire  ! 

Oh,  can  it  be  this  is  our  funeral  pyre  ? 

Stifled  and  gasping  the  boldest  give  way. 

Scorching  the  flames  through  the  free  windows  play, 

Prayers  mingle  with  shrieks  of  the  suffering  crowd, 

And  over  it  all  hear  the  fire  roaring  loud  ! 

It  is  death  to  move  on,  it  is  death  to  remain, 

But  yet  there  is  hope  in  the  speed  of  the  train  : 

The  lake  is  our  refuge  ;  though  flames  sting  and  sear, 

You  stand  by  your  lever,  our  brave  engineer  ! 

If  he  fall,  if  he  fail  in  this  perilous  hour. 

If  his  poor,  charring  arm  lose  one  moment  its  power, 

If  the  still  toiling  fireman  ceases  to  strive 

With  dashes  of  water  to  keep  him  alive, 

All  is  over  and  ended  then.     God  give  you  strength  ! 

Whose  hand  holds  our  fate  all  this  desolate  length 

Of  fieriest  gauntlet  that  man  ever  passed, 

With  the  crash  of  the  fall  of  the  pine-trees  so  fast, 

Which  our  wheels  spurn  aside.     Oh,  our  haven  is  here  ! 

Hurrah  for  our  hero,  our  bold  engineer  ! 

But  what  !  he  is  dying  ?     Oh,  that  can  not  be  ! 

What  man  has  a  right  to  live  better  than  he  ? 

Our  hero  they  tenderly  take  from  his  place. 

And  minister  gently,  and  freshen  his  face, 

His  poor  face  so  crisp  from  the  touch  of  the  flame  ; 

While  his  slow-beating  heart  does  not  reck  of  his  fame. 

Grant  he  may  live  long  for  the  deed  he  has  done, 

And  attain  his  reward  ere  his  last  trip  is  run, 

For  the  world  becomes  timid  and  heroes  are  few, 

O  brave  engineer,  with  your  fireman  so  true  ! 

—A.  IV.  Beltaw  in  tlte  New  York  Sun. 


—  Knox's  Sparkling  Gelatine  received 
the  only  medal  at  World's  Fair.  The  new  granu- 
lated package  dissolves  in  two  minutes.  Makes  one 
pint  more  jelly  than  shred.     Ask  your  grocer  for  it. 


— Huber's  Orchestra  furnishes  excellent 
music  for  weddings,  receptions,  etc.  It  plays  at 
the  cotillions  of  the  Friday  Night  Club,  and  at  the 
Hotel  Del  Monte.    420  Eddy  Street.    Tel.,  East68i. 


—  Spectacles  and  eye-glasses  accurately 
fitted  at  reasonable  prices.  Henry  Kahn  &  Co., 
opticians,  642  Market  Street,  Chronicle  Building. 


—  Shreve's  Gun  Store  moved  to  739  Mar- 
ket  Street,  opposite  Examiner  office.     Look  at  it  1 


Finest  oysters  in  all  styles,  Swain's,  213  Sutter  St. 


DCCLXXV.—  Bill  of  Fare  for  Six  Persons,  Sunday, 

September  30,  1894. 

Okra  and  Tomato  Soup. 

Cantaloupe. 

Boiled  Fresh  Cod,  Hollandaise  Sauce,  Mashed  Potatoes. 

Beefsteak  a  la  Bordelaise. 

Corn  Fritters.    Summer  Squash. 

Baked  Quail. 

Tomato  Salad. 

Ounce  Pudding.     Fruits. 

Coffee. 

Ounce  Pudding. — Six  eggs,  six  apples  chopped  fine, 

six  ounces  of  bread-crumbs,  six  ounces  of  currants,  six 

ounces  of  sugar,  a  little  salt  and  nutmeg.     Boil  two  hours, 

and  serve  with  sweet  sauce. 


Society  for  Study  at  Home. 
The  California  Branch  of  the  Boston  Society  to 
Encourage  Studies  at  Home  announces  the  open- 
ing of  the  term  1894-95.  The  purpose  of  this 
society — which  was  founded  in  1873 — is  to  induce 
women  to  form  the  habit  of  systematic  study.  The 
chief  points  settled  by  long  experience  are  a  re- 
liance on  monthly  correspondence,  the  habit  of 
making  memory  notes,  and  frequent  examinations 
on  topics  or  books.  Any  one  wishing  further  in- 
formation can  address  the  secretary  for  the  Pacific 
Coast,  Mrs.  Isidore  Burns,  404  Van  Ness  Avenue. 
The  list  of  California  associates  is  as  follows  : 
Miss  Beaver,  Mrs.  W.  A.  M.  Breck,  Mrs.  Isidore 
Burns,  Mrs.  Robert  Collier,  Mrs.  John  Henry 
Deering,  Miss  A.  V.  Dorsey,  Miss  Alice  Hanks, 
Mrs.  H.  K.  Moore,  Mrs.  M.  H.  Myrick,  Miss 
Clara  J.  Pearne,  Mrs.  George  H.  Powers,  Mrs. 
Horace  Wilson  ;  Miss  Harker,  librarian ;  Miss 
Hanks,  assistant-secretary. 


When  Marie  Lloyd  left  England  for  America 
with  the  Gaiety  Company,  an  enthusiastic  crowd  of 
friends  and  admirers  assembled  at  Euston  Station 
to  see  her  off.  Her  husband,  from  whom  she  is 
separated,  and  who  was  quite  recently  bound  over 
to  keep  the  peace,  also  put  in  an  appearance,  with 
no  fear  of  the  law  before  his  eyes,  seeing  that  his 
wife  would  not  be  able  to  appear  against  him  until 
her  return.  He,  however,  confined  himself  to 
shouts,  which  were  disregarded  by  every  one. 


No  fear  of 

failure  in  making 

bread  and  cake  if  you  use 

Mantfs 

dringPowder 

It    always    makes    light, 
wholesome  food. 

"  Pure"  and  "Sure.' 


Distressing 
Irritations 
of  the 

SKIN 

Instantly 
Relieved   by 

CUTICDRA 

*  A  single  application  is  often  sufficient 
to  afford  instant  relief,  permit  rest  and 
sleep,  and  point  to  a  speedy  cure  of  the  most 
distressing  of  itching  humors.  They  are 
beyond  all  doubt  the  greatest  skin  cures, 
blood  purifiers,  and  humor  remedies  of 
modern  times. 

Sold  throughout  the  world.  Price,  Cuticura, 
50c;  8oAP,2r>c;  Resolvent,  $1.  PotterDbug 
and  Cuem.  Corp.,  fcjole  Proprietors,  Boston. 

%&■  "  How  to  Cure  Every  Skin  Disease,"  free. 


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THE 


CALIFORNIA 

HOTEL 

Is  the  most  comfortable  and  home-like  hostelry 
in  the  city.  The  rooms  are  sunny  and  cheerful. 
The  furniture  is  new,  rich,  and  luxurious. 
Guests  receive  polite  attention  and  uniform 
courtesy  from  all  employees.  The  rates  are  moder- 
ate. Special  terms  to  permanent  guests.  The 
Hotel  is  conducted  on  both 
the  American  and  Euro- 
pean plan.  The  new  Amer- 
ican Dining-Room  is  on  the 
eighth  floor.  Entrance  to 
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soul,  brother?"  Young  man  (ruefully) — "Yes; 
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looking  at  the  battle  through  an  opera-glass?" — 
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wid  yer  head?"  "Mickey  Dolan  knocked  me 
down  wid  a  half  brick,"  responded  the  son.  "  Yez 
hov  disgraced  th'  family.  It  is  the  foorst  toime 
thot  a  Hooghligan  was  iver  knocked  down  wid  less 
than  a  whole  wan." — Indianapolis  Journal, 

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it."  "  What  clothes-bags?  We  haven't  any  clothes- 
bags."  "Why,  what's  this  I've  been  putting  my 
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matic tubes."  "Yes,  I  know,"  answered  the  meek 
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to  blow  in  all  my  money." — Puck. 

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your  reception  and  proposals  of  marriage  you  re- 
ceive." Reporter — "  How  much  money  will  you 
advance  for  expenses?"  City  editor — "  Why,  none, 
you  idiot !  Didn't  I  say  you  were  to  be  a  noble- 
man ?  " — Puck. 

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zen, leaning  back  in  his  chair,  "  haven't  I  seen  you 
befo' ? "  "I  don't  know,  sab,"  responded  the 
colored  waiter,  depositing  the  plate  of  soup  before 
him  and  placing  the  salt  and  pepper  within  reach  ; 
"  was  you  at  de  Dahomey  Village  in  de  Midway 
last  summah?"  "Haw!  Haw!  Sho'  'nough," 
rejoined  the  guest,  with  ready  appreciation  ;  "  so 
dat's  whah  you  was  !  Yes,  I  was  dah  !  "  "  Well, 
I  wasn't,"  said  the  waiter,  stiffly  ;  "  I  don't  link 
we've  evah  met  befo',  sab." — Chicago  Tribune, 

A  country  minister  in  a  certain  town  took  per- 
manent leave  of  his  congregation  in  the  following 
pithetic  manner :  "  Brothers  and  sisters,  I  come  to 
say  good-bye.  I  don't  think  God  loves  this  church, 
because  none  of  you  ever  die.  1  don't  think  you 
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not  paid  my  salary.  Your  donations  are  moldy 
fruit  and  wormy  apples,  and  '  by  their  fruits  ye 
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a  penitentiary.  Where  I  go  you  can  not  come,  but 
I  go  to  prepare  a  place  for  you,  and  may  the  Lord 
have  mercy  on  your  souls.  Good  -  bye."  —  New 
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TABLE    OF    CONTENTS. 

Editorial:  Partisanship  in  Municipal  Politics— Why  the  Governments 
of  Large  Cities  are  Often  Democratic — The  Result  of  Independent 
Tickets— Corruption  in  the  New  York  City  Government — Revelations 
of  the  Lexow  Committee — The  Sources  of  Tammany's  Wealth  and 
Power — The  Russian  Emperor's  Health — What  his  Death  would  Mean 
— The  Heir  to  the  Imperial  Throne— Government  Ownership  of  Rail- 
roads— Italy's  Rich  Experience — A  Japanese  Comment  on  American 
Morality — Marriage,  Divorce,  Feminine  Independence,  and  Greed  for 
Money — Zola  and  the  Miracles  of  Lourdes— Credulity  and  Priestcraft 

—The  Militia  of  California 1-3 

The  Barrier  of  Caste:  By  Gwendolen  Overton 4 

A  Letter  from  London:  A  King  in  Exile — Our  Correspondent  writes 
of  the  Death  of  the  French  Pretender  in  England— The  Comte  de 
Paris  and  his  Career — Resignation  Made  a  Saint,  but  not  a  King — 
Driven  from  Home  at  Ten  by  a  Revolution — Service  in  the  Army  of 
the  Potomac — His  Return  to  France — Why  He  was  Exiled  again — 
His   Heir,  the  former  Due   d'Orleans — His    Escapades — His   Bid  for 

Popularity — His  Relations  with  a  Singer 5 

Old  Favorites  :   "  Rococo,"  by  Algernon  Charles  Swinburne 5 

A  Letter  from  New  York:  Drama  and  Song — Our  Correspondent 
Gossips  about  the  Lyric  and  Dramatic  Season  in  Gotham — The  New 
Plays — The  Coming  of  the  Song-Birds — Sad  Death  of  Mme.  Fursch- 
Madi — Her  Career  as  a  Singer — The  Last  Years  of  her  Life — Pathetic 

Scene  at  her  Funeral 5 

Two  Friends  and  a  Woman  :  The  Story  of  Hall  Caine's  Masterpiece, 
"  The   Manxman  " — A  Vicarious  Wooer,  who  Won  the  Woman  for 

Himself — The  Battles  of  Love  and  Ambition 6 

A  Letter  from  Paris:    The   Saunterers  of  Paris — Our  Correspondent 

Discusses  Two  Parisian   Types,  the  "  Flaneurs  "  and  "  Badauds  " — 

Men  who  "  Loaf  and  Invite  their  Souls  " — The  Art  of  Being  Idle  and 

Happy — Various  Types  of  the  Class — What  they  Do,  See,  and  Hear.     7 

Editorial    Notes:    Local  Political   Matters — The    Candidates    of  the 

Various  Parties. 7 

Literary  Notes:  Personal  and  Miscellaneous  Gossip — New  Publica- 
tions—Journalistic Chit-Chat 8-9 

Magazine  Verse:  "Outward  Bound,"  by  Thomas  Bailey  Aldrich ; 
"Impression,"  by  Edmund  Gosse  ;  "An  Opal,"  by  Ednah  Proctor 
Clarke;    "And   Ghosts    Break   Up   their   Graves,"  by    John    Vance 

Cheney 9 

Drama  :  The  Circus,  Past  and  Present — Stage  Gossip 10 

Vanity  Fair .- 11 

A  Newsboy  Star  :  The  One  Appearance  of  Peg-Leg,  the  Musician 12 

Storyettes:  Grave  and  Gay,  Epigrammatic  and  Otherwise — Bulow 
Wanted  the  Man  to  Play  "  Forte" — Blaine's  Ready  Wit — Voltaire  and 
the  Questioner — How  She  Knew  he  was  an  American — The  Duke  and 
the  College  Boys — Distances  in  Ireland — A  Settler  from  a  Colored  Girl 
— A  Succinct  Telegram — Canon  Bowles  and  the  Maid — "  A  Fine  Pas- 
sage"— Vestris's    Death-Blow — Where    Milly    had    a    Friend — Victor 

Emmanuel  and  the  Alpine  Hercules 13 

Individualities:  Notes  About  Prominent  People  all  Over  the  World 14 

Society  :  Movements   and  Whereabouts — Notes  and  Gossip — Army  and 

Navy  News *4-15 

Vers  de  Societe:  "My  Grandma's  Gown,"  by   Louise   Morgan  Sill; 

"Jacques  and  Suzette,"  by  Julia  C.  R.  Dorr 15 

The  Alleged  Humorists:  Paragraphs  Ground  out  by  the  Dismal  Wits 
of  the  Day 16 


The  members  of  the  Republican  party  in  San  Francisco 
are  continually  having  it  dinned  into  their  ears  that,  "parti- 
sanship in  municipal  politics  is  folly."  Let  us  examine 
into  the  subject  a  little. 

We  may  premise  by  saying  what  every  intelligent  man 
admits — that  the  bulk  of  the  independent  vote  of  this  coun- 
try comes  from  the  Republican  ranks.  When  Republicans 
are  dissatisfied  with  their,  party,  they  either  run  an  inde- 
pendent ticket  or  vote  for  Democratic  nominees  ;  witness 
the  Mugwump  defection  of  1884  in  national  politics;  wit- 
ness thousands  of  local  "bolts"  in  State  and  municipal  pol- 
itics all  over  the  United  States.  On  the  other  hand,  when 
Democrats  are  dissatisfied  with  their  party,  they  kick,  but 
generally  vote  straight  on  election  day  ;  if  they  are  very 
much  disgusted  with  their  party,  they  stay  away  from  the 
polls  ;  but  they  never  vote  the  Republican  ticket.      A  timely 


instance  of  this  is  shown  in  the  recent  elections  in  Maine 
and  Vermont,  where  the  Democratic  vote  fell  off  about 
thirty  per  cent.,  but  the  Republican  vote  did  not  increase  in 
any  similar  ratio. 

This  Republican  vacillation  and  Democratic  fealty  have 
resulted  in  the  government  of  most  of  our  large  cities  re- 
maining for  years  in  Democratic  hands.  The  large  cities  in 
the  United  States  are,  as  a  rule,  Democratic.  This  is  easily 
understood  when  it  is  considered  that  the  vast  mass  of 
unclean  foreigners  all  drift  to  the  cities  and  remain  there. 
All  of  these  unwashed  persons  are  Democrats.  Among  the 
foreigners  the  Irish  form  a  majority,  and  as  they  all  vote  the 
Democratic  ticket,  it  results  that  the  Democrats  have  a 
majority  in  nearly  every  large  city  in  the  country.  Well- 
meaning  attempts  are  continually  made  to  place  these  cities 
under  the  rule  of  officials  elected  by  "  Citizens,1 "  "  People's," 
and  "Non-Partisan"  tickets.  These  attempts  are  almost 
invariably  failures.  They  always  result  in  the  defeat  of 
the  regular  Republican  ticket — which  certainly  could  not  be 
worse  than  the  Democratic,  and  might  be  better — and  result 
further  in  the  perpetuation  of  the  Democratic  party  in  power. 
It  seems  extraordinary,  with  these  facts  staring  them  in  the 
face,  that  intelligent  Republicans  continue,  year  after  year,  to 
get  up  "independent"  movements  which  are  really  inspired 
by  shrewd  Democratic  politicians.  Yet  that  is  what  they  do. 
And  the  result  is  the  same,  year  after  year — the  election  of 
Democrats  to  fill  a  majority  of  the  municipal  offices. 

The  city  of  New  York  is  a  striking  example  of  this  folly. 
For  a  quarter  of  a  century  the  Republicans  of  that  city  have 
been  running  "anti-Tammany  tickets,"  with  the  result  that 
Tammany  is  more  strongly  intrenched  than  ever.  There 
has  been  a  quarter  of  a  century  of  "  independent,"  "  citi- 
zens,5 "  and  "non-partisan"  movements  in  New  York. 
There  has,  therefore,  been  a  quarter  of  a  century  of  Demo- 
cratic rule  in  New  York.  Let  us  see  what  the  rule  of  that 
party  has  been  like. 

The  legislature  elected  in  New  York  last  year  was  over- 
whelmingly Republican — owing  to  causes  not  unremotely 
connected  with  the  Democratic  panic  of  1893.  This  legis- 
lature, mindful  of  the  charges  made  by  the  Rev.  Charles  H. 
Parkhurst  against  the  police  department  of  the  city  of  New 
York,  appointed  a  committee  to  investigate  those  charges. 
The  chairman  of  the  committee  was  the  Hon.  Clarence 
Lexow,  and  it  has  generally  come  to  be  known  as  the 
"  Lexow  Committee."  This  committee  had  lengthy  sittings 
last  spring,  during  which  such  revelations  of  iniquity  were 
made  that  New  York  stood  aghast.  About  this  time,  Mr. 
Richard  Croker,  the  leader  of  the  Democratic  party  in  New 
York  city,  concluded  to  go  abroad  for  his  health.  During 
the  torrid  New  York  summer,  the  committee  adjourned. 
Mr.  Croker  returned  to  New  York.  After  an  adjournment 
of  ten  weeks,  the  committee  has  again  met.  Mr.  Croker 
has  concluded  to  sail  for  Europe  to  buy  a  horse. 

But  the  revelations  of  last  spring  are  as  nothing  to  those 
made  now.  The  first  witnesses  subpeenaed  by  the  Lexow 
Committee  were  afraid  to  testify.  But  after  those  who  had 
been  robbed  by  the  Democratic  officials  of  New  York 
city  saw  that  no  harm  befell  the  first  witnesses,  they  became 
willing  to  testify — nay,  eager.  It  was  a  mixture  of  motives 
that  impelled  them — frequently  it  was  revenge.  For  many 
of  them,  although  themselves  criminals,  had  been  robbed  by 
the  still  more  criminal  police. 

The  facts  unearthed  as  the  result  of  a  quarter-century  of 
Democratic  rule  in  New  York  city  were  many  and  peculiar. 
It  was  proved,  for  example,  that  it  costs  three  hundred 
dollars  to  become  a  patrolman,  or  ordinary  policeman,  in 
New  York  city  ;  one  thousand  dollars  to  become  a  rounds- 
man ;  ten  thousand  dollars  to  become  a  captain,  the  money 
going  somewhere — where  was  not  proved.  But  one  Mc- 
Glave,  a  police  commissioner,  had  $3,333.33  entered  on 
his  bank-book  as  deposited  about  the  time  that  a  certain  police 
captain  was  appointed.  He  could  not  explain  what  this 
was  for.  He  "could  not  remember"  this  trifling  deposit  at 
all.  It  was  supposed  to  be  his  share  of  the  captain's  "initia- 
tion," divided  with  two  other  men.  When  cross-examined, 
McGlave  wept,  talked  of  his  domestic  troubles,  and  had  an 


attack  of  hysteria  in  the  witness-box.  He  subsequently  was 
allowed  to  resign.  He  ought  to  be  in  Sing  Sing- 
Now  for  the  methods  by  which  Democratic  police  cap- 
tains are  able  to  pay  such  thumping  sums  to  Democratic 
police  commissioners  in  New  York  city.  Whenever  a  new 
captain  comes  into  a  district  there,  the  keepers  of  all  the 
bagnios,  as  many  of  them  testified,  were  at  once  informed 
that  their  "  initiation  fee  "  was  expected — the  sum  being  five 
hundred  dollars.  This  was  merely  in  recognition  of  the  ar- 
rival of  a  new  captain;  their  "monthly  dues"  of  fifty 
dollars  and  their  "annual  fees  "  of  five  hundred  dollars  went 
on  just  the  same.  In  addition  to  these  regular  charges,  the 
women  keeping  these  disorderly  houses  testified  that  much 
more  money  went  to  the  police  captains  for  letting  the  per- 
petrators of  robberies,  assaults,  etc.,  committed  in  these 
houses,  go  free  of  arrest.  In  addition  to  the  blackmail  upon 
bagnios,  the  police  captains  robbed  those  engaged  in 
business.  It  was  proved  that  it  cost  from  twenty  to 
forty  dollars  a  month  to  sell  liquor  without  a  license  ;  fifty 
dollars  a  year  for  a  fruit  or  produce  merchant  to  leave  goods 
on  the  sidewalk  ;  ten  to  twenty  dollars  a  month  for  dry- 
goods  merchants  to  do  the  same  ;  ten  to  twenty  dollars  a 
month  from  a  steamship  company  to  the  policeman  whose 
beat  passed  its  pier  ;  twenty  dollars  occasionally  from  build- 
ers to  prevent  their  men  from  being  arrested  for  blockading 
the  street ;  five  dollars  a  month  from  boot-blacks  ;  even  the 
humble  fruit-peddlers  and  street-fakirs  were  not  exempt — 
they  had  their  regular  tax. 

But  these  sources  of  revenue  were  small  compared  to 
that  flowing  from  the  bagnios,  the  gambling-dens,  the  bunco- 
steerers,  the  policy-shops,  and  the  "  green-goods "  men. 
One  George  Appo,  a  "  green-goods  steerer,"  testified  that 
there  was  a  regular  percentage  of  division  in  this  business 
of  luring  men  into  buying  alleged  counterfeit  money.  It 
was  divided  among  the  "  backers,"  or  capitalists,  the 
"  writers,"  who  send  the  decoy  letters,  the  "  steerers,"  the  men 
who  go  to  meet  the  victims,  the  "  ringers,"  the  men  who  change 
the  decoy  money  when  the  victim  is  not  looking,  the  "  old 
gentlemen,"  who  do  the  fatherly,  benevolent  act,  the  "  tail- 
ers,"  who  take  the  victims  away,  and  the  New  York  police. 
And  it  is  the  police  who  get  the  largest  share. 

Frank  Clarke,  a  bunco-steerer,  testified  that  he  had  be- 
longed to  a  gang  who  had  head-quarters  in  the  saloon  kept 
and  owned  by  Patrick  Divver,  a  Democratic  police  justice  of 
New  York  city.  Every  night  they  kept  at  least  one  thou- 
sand dollars  locked  up  in  his  safe,  to  be  used  in  fleecing 
victims.  The  only  restrictions  the  police  imposed  were  that 
no  clergymen  and  no  citizens  of  New  York  should  be  robbed. 
The  gang  frequently  made  over  two  thousand  dollars  in  a 
single  day,  and  often  spent  three  to  five  hundred  dollars  in  a 
night  in  the  saloon  of  the  Democratic  Police  Justice  Paddy 
Divver.  But  the  police  grew  greedy,  and  from  half  of  the 
swag  they  began  to  demand  three-fourths.  This  was  too 
much,  the  steerers  thought,  considering  the  risk,  so  bunco- 
steering  ceased  in  New  York. 

A  New  York  daily  makes  an  elaborate  tabulation  of 
these  various  sources  of  revenue,  largely  estimated,  of 
course,  which  it  summarizes  thus  :  Amount  per  annum  from 
houses  of  prostitution,  $3,450,000 ;  from  green  goods, 
$33,600  ;  from  gamblers,  $72,000  ;  from  merchants,  $50,- 
000;  from  peddlers,  $78,000;  from  signs,  fruit-stands, 
boot-blacks,  $25,000  ;  from  saloons,  $1,750,000 ;  total, 
$5,458,600.  It  goes  on  to  say  that  as  this  Democratic  gang 
of  thieves  has  been  in  power  for  nearly  thirty  years,  the 
stealings  for  that  time,  reckoning  1863  at  one-tenth  of  1894, 
and  so  proportionately,  would  aggregate  nearly  $100,000,- 
000,  or  to  be  exact,  $97,580,000.  No  wonder  that  the 
Democratic  police  captains  in  New  York  build  fine  man- 
sions. 

But  it  would  be  wearisome  to  go  into  the  vast  net- 
work of  thievery  accomplished  by  the  police  of  New  York 
city.  Nothing  was  too  small  for  them — they  even  black- 
mailed and  bulldozed  saloons  into  selling  a  certair  d  of 
whisky,  and  levied  tribute  on  blind  beggars 
pencils. 

This  is  a  fair  and   impartial   statement   of  t 


2 


THE        ARGONAUT. 


October  8,  1894, 


only  a  few  weeks'  investigation  into  a  single  department  of 
the  Democratic  government  of  New  York  city.  This  is 
what  has  grown  up  in  a  quarter  of  a  century  as  the  result  of 
unrestricted  Democratic  control. 

We  do  not  enter  into  any  discussion  as  to  what  might, 
could,  would,  or  should  have  been  done  by  "fusions,"  "In- 
dependent parties,"  etc.  We  only  know  that  all  such  at- 
tempts have  failed.  We  think  such  attempts  will  fail  here. 
Any  good  to  be  done  will  generally  be  accomplished  within 
party  lines.  A  party  that  is  good  enough  to  run  this  govern- 
ment is  good  enough  to  run  this  city.  But  the  picture  to 
which  we  draw  attention  is  the  government  of  a  great  city 
for  a  number  of  years  by  unchecked  Democratic  rule.  It 
is  not  a  pleasant  picture.  It  would  be  difficult  to  find  a 
viler  condition  of  things  in  the  civilized  world  than  have 
been  proved  to  exist  in  the  chief  city  of  the  United  States 
under  Democratic  rule.  We  believe  all  American  cities  are 
exposed  to  similar  danger.  The  way  out  of  it  is  not  to 
divide  the  forces  of  Republicanism.  It  is  to  unite  them. 
Two  years  ago  such  a  division  resulted  in  the  defeat 
of  almost  the  entire  Republican  municipal  ticket  in  this 
city.  It  is  time  Republicans  ceased  throwing  away  their 
votes  and  electing  Democrats.  It  is  time  they  ceased  being 
tabby-cats,  burning  their  fingers  pulling  chestnuts  out  of  the 
fire  for  Democratic  monkeys. 

The  condition  of  health  of  the  Emperor  of  Russia  is 
causing  wide-spread  uneasiness  in  Europe.  One  set  of  doc- 
tors say  that  he  is  suffering  from  "  Bright's  disease  in  an  ad- 
vanced stage,"  while  another  set  declares  that  his  trouble  is 
"  neurasthenia  "  and  "  anaemia,"  There  is  no  necessary  con- 
tradiction between  the  two.  Interstital  nephritis,  which  is 
popularly  known  as  Bright's  disease,  produces  both  anasmia, 
which  is  poverty  of  the  blood,  and  neurasthenia,  which  is 
what  we  call  nervous  prostration.  If  the  Czar  has  "  Bright's 
disease  in  an  advanced  stage,"  he  is  likely  to  have  both.  A 
generation  ago,  when  Dr.  Bright  gave  to  the  world  the  re- 
sult of  his  researches  into  kidney  disease,  the  form  of 
nephritis  which  used  then  to  be  called  cachectic,  and  which 
the  doctors  now  call  interstitial,  was  rare,  except  as  one  of 
the  sequels  of  scarlet  fever.  When  it  attacked  a  man  of 
mature  or  advanced  age,  it  was  supposed  to  be  the  result  of 
intemperance.  It  has  now  become  a  very  common  disease, 
indeed,  and  it  takes  the  life  of  women  and  men  whose  habits 
are  beyond  suspicion.  Like  many  other  diseases,  its  causes 
are  beyond  scrutiny ;  all  that  can  be  said  of  it  is  that  while 
it  may  be  cured  in  the  early  stages,  or  in  the  acute  stage,  it 
is  generally  fatal,  sooner  or  later,  when  it  has  passed  into  the 
chronic  stage.  If  the  Czar  has  genuine  interstitial  nephritis, 
he  must  die  of  it ;  anaemia  and  neurasthenia  are  merely 
symptoms  of  the  disease,  like  dropsy. 

His  death  would  create  confusion  in  European  politics. 
He  is  a  man  of  peace,  as  he  has  shown  on  many  occasions. 
He  has  concentrated  his  endeavor  on  extending  Russia  east- 
wardly,  and  not  southerly.  He  has  pushed  Russian  do- 
minion to  the  heart  of  Asia,  and  is  barring  the  way  to  a 
British  advance  beyond  the  Himalayas  ;  but  he  has  not 
evinced  any  desire  to  cross  the  Balkans,  or  to  move  west- 
wardly  from  Kars  upon  the  Asiatic  dominion  of  the  Sultan. 
It  is  impossible  to  say  how  this  policy  would  strike  his  suc- 
cessor, who  is  a  young  man  of  twenty-six.  He  might  fol- 
low the  paternal  example,  and  adhere  to  a  line  of  policy 
which  Turkey  would  admire  and  no  power  but  Germany 
would  mistrust ;  or  he  might  strike  out  a  new  path  for  him- 
self and  resuscitate  the  immemorial  Slav  craving  for  Con- 
stantinople. It  is  impossible  to  say  what  a  young  man  of 
twenty-six  will  do,  especially  with  the  example  of  that  other 
young  Hotspur — William  of  Germany — before  his  eyes. 

As  matters  stand,  Germany,  Italy,  and  Austria  are  bound 
by  the  Dreibund  to  stand  by  each  other  for  the  maintenance 
of  peace  in  Europe.  The  bond  is  said  to  chafe  the  govern- 
ments of  Italy  and  Austria,  but  it  has  not  been  openly 
broken.  On  the  other  hand,  there  is  undoubtedly  a  close 
alliance  between  France  and  Russia ;  it  probably  amounts 
to  a  compact  that,  in  case  of  war,  each  will  stand  by  the 
other.  It  has  thus  been  expected  in  high  political  circles 
that  if  war  came,  it  would  be  between  Russia  and  France  on 
the  one  side  and  Germany,  Austria,  and  Italy  on  the  other. 
If  Alexander  dies,  it  will  rest  with  a  young  man  of  twenty- 
six  to  set  all  these  calculations  at  naught  if  he  chooses.  No 
youth  of  that  age  ever  had  such  tremendous  responsibilities 
on  his  shoulders  before. 

The  worst  of  the  outlook   is  that   no  one  knows  anything 

about   Nicolas  Alessandrovitch.     He  spent  his  boyhood  in 

seclusion,  with    no   other  society  than   his   tutors    and    his 

books,  and  became  an  omnivorous  student.     At  twenty-one, 

he  was  sent   abroad   to  travel,  and   it   is  said — on  authority 

which  may  be  suspected — that  he  returned  a  very  advanced 

thinker  indeed,  quite  emancipated   from   Russian  provincial- 

n.     If  this  story  rested  on  authentic  proof,  it  would  open 

.*  door  for  much  speculation  ;  but  it  lacks   verisimilit  de. 

olas  could   not   have  learne.d  much  liberalism  from  his 


kinsman  William  of  Germany,  nor  is  it  to  be  supposed  that 
he  was  allowed  to  associate  with  the  leaders  of  advanced 
European  thought.  The  chances  are  that  if  he  becomes 
emperor,  he  will  for  a  year  or  two  feel  his  way  cautiously. 

Dynastic  considerations  do  not  weigh  much  when  popular 
passions  are  aroused,  but  in  the  absence  of  any  strong  feel- 
ing among  the  Russian  people,  a  young  ruler  is  apt  to  be 
guided  in  some  degree  by  the  relatives  who  surround  him. 
Thus  it  may  be  instructive  to  note  that  the  mother  of 
Nicolas  is  the  sister  of  the  Princess  of  Wales,  and  that  the 
lady  whom  he  is  to  marry  is  the  granddaughter  of  Queen 
Victoria — the  daughter  of  that  Alice  of  Hesse  who  was  the 
most  lovely  and  the  sweetest  member  of  the  queen's  family. 
Whatever  influence  these  two  women  may  acquire  over  him 
is  pretty  sure  to  be  exerted  for  peace.  Much  of  the  time 
he  devoted  to  travel  he  spent  in  the  house  of  his  aunt,  the 
Princess  of  Wales,  and  he  became  so  intimate  with  her 
daughters  that  it  was  commonly  reported  he  was  en- 
gaged to  one  of  them.  There  was  no  truth  in  the  story,  as 
the  Greek  Church  forbids  the  marriage  of  first  cousins  ;  but 
it  was  certain  that  the  archduke  preferred  the  Wales  set  to 
the  family  of  his  other  aunt,  the  Duchess  of  Edinburgh. 

It  strikes  Americans  as  an  appalling  thing  that  such 
stupendous  interests  and  the  lives  of  so  many  thousands  of 
men  should  depend  on  the  whim  of  a  young  man,  who,  if 
he  turns  out  right,  will  be,  as  his  ancestor  said,  nothing  but 
a  happy  accident.  He  will  go  through  life  with  a  terrified 
remembrance  of  the  chronicle  of  his  house,  and  his  nerves 
will  have  to  be  of  iron  to  stand  the  strain.  His  father  has 
spent  a  life  of  misery  through  fears  of  the  nihilists.  His 
father  was  assassinated  in  a  street  of  St.  Petersburg. 
His  father  only  escaped  a  like  fate  by  ruthlessly  consigning 
to  death  all  whom  he  suspected.  His  father,  who  was  an 
amiable  fool,  never  made  an  enemy,  and  drooled  away 
his  years  in  reviewing  troops  whom  he  was  unable 
to  command.  His  father  was  murdered  by  a  band 
of  nobles.  And  to  close  the  long,  sickening  list,  his 
father  was  done  to  death  by  a  gang  of  assassins  with  his 
wife  at  their  head.  As  the  Russian  poet  said,  the  Romanoffs 
are  a  doomed  race  ;  when  a  child  is  born  to  a  Russian  em- 
press, some  other  woman  gives  birth  simultaneously  to  a 
child  who  shall  imbrue  its  hands  in  its  blood.  It  is  no  won- 
der that  in  her  quiet  home  at  Wiesbaden,  gay,  merry, 
pretty  Alice  shudders  at  the  high  rank  which  is  to  befall  her. 


The  next  country  to  take  up  in  the  discussion  of  the 
governmental  operation  of  railways  is  Italy.  However 
poor  Italy  may  be  in  other  particulars,  it  is  rich  in  railway 
experience.  Every  method  of  ownership  and  operation  has 
been  tried  there.  Private  companies  have  built  and  oper- 
ated their  own  lines  ;  they  have  purchased  and  leased  state 
lines  ;  they  have  run  the  state  lines,  sharing  the  profits  with 
the  government  ;  they  have  run  their  private  lines,  sharing 
their  losses  with  the  government.  The  state  has  built  lines 
of  its  own,  has  subsidized  lines,  has  guaranteed  interest  on 
private  investments,  has  purchased  private  lines  and  paid 
for  them,  and  purchased  private  lines  and  not  paid  for  them. 
It  has  run  its  roads  under  direct  state  control,  has  leased 
its  lines  to  private  companies,  and  has  rented  its  lines  on 
shares  to  private  companies.  And  in  addition  to  this  rich 
and  varied  experience,  it  has  had  a  railroad  commission 
which  studied  the  question  thoroughly,  sifting  the  opinions 
and  the  experience  both  in  Italy  and  in  other  European 
countries.  The  present  system  of  railway  management  in 
Italy  is  based  upon  the  conclusions  of  this  commission. 

Italy  was  almost  as  backward  as  Germany  in  attaining 
national  unity,  and  its  earlier  railway  system  shows  the  effects 
of  this  condition.  The  political  divisions  of  Italy  were 
drawn  across  the  peninsula,  while  the  natural  lines  of  traffic 
ran  lengthwise.  Each  of  the  petty  states  had  its  own  rail- 
ways ;  but  when  political  unity  was  secured,  they  were  un- 
willing to  lose  their  commercial  independence,  and  fought 
against  making  their  railways  mere  connecting  links  in  the 
system  of  through  traffic.  Natural  laws  were  too  strong  for 
them,  however,  and  the  various  small  lines  were  ultimately 
consolidated  into  four  principal  systems.  The  government, 
however,  followed  the  curious  principle  of  consolidating  the 
competing  lines  instead  of  the  connecting  ones,  and  thus  the 
systems  became  collections  of  roads  in  a  particular  locality, 
instead  of  through  trunk  lines.  This  was  perhaps  natural 
in  the  case  of  the  Calabrian  and  Sicilian  system.  But  with 
regard  to  the  other  three  systems — the  Northern,  Southern, 
and  Roman — it  was  not  so  wise. 

In  Italy,  as  in  Austria,  financial  necessities  compelled  the 
government  to  take  possession  of  the  roads.  In  Italy,  how- 
ever, this  was  not  in  opposition  to  the  policy  of  the  govern- 
ment ;  in  fact,  the  Italian  government  seemed  to  have  no 
fixed  policy  before  the  report  of  the  railway  commission  of 
1878.  The  lines  in  Calabria  and  Sicily  were  in  the  worst 
financial  condition,  and  in  1870  government  ownership  be- 
came necessary  in  order  to  preserve  the  system.  Under  the 
arrangement  made,  the  government  paid   all  the  expenses, 


the  lines  being  run  by  a  private  company,  which  received  a 
percentage  of  the  gross  receipts  for  its  services.  The  gov- 
ernment lost  one  thousand  dollars  a  mile  by  this  arrange- 
ment, besides  receiving  no  interest  on  the  capital  invested. 
The  Roman  railway  was  in  little  better  condition,  and  the 
government  agreed  to  purchase  it  in  1873,  but  did  not  enter 
into  possession  until  1882.  The  position  of  the  southern 
road  was  different.  Under  its  agreement,  it  received  a  cer- 
tain subsidy  from  the  government,  but  as  soon  as  the  gross 
earnings  exceeded  five  thousand  dollars  a  mile,  this  subsidy 
was  to  decrease  in  proportion  to  the  increased  earnings. 
The  road  was  prosperous  on  account  of  good  management, 
but  as  the  subsidy  decreased  faster  than  the  net  earnings  in- 
creased, it  was  to  the  advantage  of  the  company  to  dis- 
courage business  beyond  the  five-thousand-dollar  point.  In 
order  to  put  an  end  to  this  state  of  affairs,  the  government 
agreed  to  purchase  in  1S74  and  1S76,  but  the  contract  was 
not  fully  executed  in  1S85,  when  a  new  agreement  was  made 
in  regard  to  all  the  roads. 

The  forces  compelling  government  ownership  of  the 
northern  system  were  political  rather  than  commercial 
The  road  had  been  built  by  an  Austrian  company  when  the 
country  was  under  Austrian  rule.  Political  considerations 
rendered  it  undesirable  that  the  Italian  portions  of  the 
lines  should  remain  under  foreign  control  when  the 
country  became  a  part  of  the  Italian  territory,  and  the  pur- 
chase of  the  lines  by  the  Italian  Government  was  com- 
pleted in  1875. 

In  1878,  the  railway  commission  was  appointed.  It  was 
composed  of  able  men,  and  set  about  its  work  in  a  system- 
atic manner.  A  series  of  fully  two  hundred  questions  was 
prepared  and  sent  throughout  Italy  to  all  classes  of  men 
connected  with  railroads.  Prominent  men  throughout 
Europe,  whose  knowledge  or  experience  in  railway  manage- 
ment was  valuable,  were  also  addressed.  The  investigation 
extended  over  two  or  three  years.  The  commission  re- 
jected the  idea  of  state  management,  declaring  that  it  is  a 
mistake  to  suppose  that  the  state  would  perform  many 
services  cheaper  than  private  companies.  European  experi- 
ence pointed  to  the  opposite  conclusion  ;  private  companies 
could  do  for  their  patrons  many  things  that  the  state  would 
not  be  justified  in  doing.  State  management,  they  de- 
clared, was  more  expensive  than  private  management. 
Comparing  state  and  private  roads  operated  under  similar 
circumstances  in  different  countries,  they  found  that  the 
ratio  of  operating  expenses  to  gross  earnings  was  always 
greater  on  state  roads — averaging  eleven  per  cent,  more  in 
the  countries  compared.  The  third  point  made  against 
state  roads  was  the  political  danger.  They  declared  that 
politics  corrupted  the  management  of  state  roads,  and  in 
turn  the  railroads  corrupted  politics.  Changes  were  made 
for  the  purpose  of  influencing  elections,  and  public  favor 
was  sought  by  questionable  methods. 

Acting  upon  the  conclusions  of  the  commission,  agree- 
ments were  made  with  two  companies  to  operate  all  the 
roads  of  the  country,  one  company  taking  those  on  the  east 
side  of  the  peninsula,  the  other  those  on  the  west.  These 
companies  were  to  purchase  the  rolling  stock  belonging  to 
the  state,  keep  it  in  repair,  and  operate  the  roads  for  sixty 
years,  though  either  side  might  terminate  the  agreement 
after  twenty  or  forty  years.  The  state  was  to  receive  2J)4 
per  cent  of  the  gross  receipts,  the  companies  62  yi  per 
cent.  The  remaining  10  per  cent,  was  to  pay  interest  to  the 
companies  on  the  amount  paid  for  rolling  stock,  and  to 
create  funds  for  maintenance  of  way,  renewal  of  rolling 
stock,  and  extraordinary  expenses. 

The  operation  of  the  roads  under  these  leases  has  nor 
been  satisfactory  to  the  companies.  In  1SS9,  the  working 
expenses  amounted  to  66.20  per  cent,  of  the  gross  receipts,, 
a  percentage  slightly  greater  than  that  on  the  state  roads'  of 
other  European  countries  (62.34),  and  considerably  greater 
than  that  of  the  private  roads  of  these  countries  (47.20). 
As  the  companies  received  only  62.5  per  cent,  of  the  gross 
earnings — the  remainder  going  to  the  state  and  to  special 
funds — and  paid  out  in  expenses  66,20,  their  dissatisfaction 
with  the  present  state  of  affairs  is  natural,  and  it  is  probable 
that  the  contracts  will  be  terminated  by  them  at  the  earliest 
possible  moment,  which  will  be  in  1905.  The  trouble  with 
the  Italian  roads  is,  however,  attributable  to  the  condition  of 
the  country  more  than  to  the  management  of  the  roads. 
The  gross  receipts  per  mile  of  line  (64.72)  are  considerably 
less  than  the  average  for  Europe  (92.33),  while  the  running 
expenses  per  mile  (42.78)  are  also  slightly  less  than  the 
average  (49.12).  Thus  the  Italian  railways  are  run  at  less 
expense  than  those  of  other  countries,  but  the  lack  of  traffic 
deprives  the  companies  of  profit. 

Altogether,  despite  the  report  of  the  Italian  commission, 
the  question  of  state  management  of  railways  seems  still  to 
be  unsettled.  The  state  owns  the  roads,  but  they  are  oper- 
ated, and  not  successfully,  by  private  companies.  This 
would  seem  to  prove  that  it  is  not  feasible  for  a  government 
to  own  railways  and  have  them  operated  by  private  compa- 


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nies.     But  it  does  not  prove  that  a  government  can  not  oper- 
ate railways  itself. 

There  have  been  reams  written,  since  the  outbreak  of  the 
war  in  the  Orient,  on  the  people  of  China  and  Japan. 
Something  written  by  a  Japanese  on  the  people  of  the  United 
States  is  therefore  apropos.  Such  an  article,  entitled  "  The 
Morality  of  America,"  by  K.  Ukita,  has  recently  appeared 
in  a  religious  journal  published  in  New  York. 

Mr.  Ukita  is  a  shrewd  observer.  He  speaks  admiringly 
of  the  social  freedom  of  men  and  women  in  America,  but 
he  remarks  that  the  purity,  the  morality  among  unmarried 
men  and  women  is  more  perfect  than  that  between  husband 
and  wife.  This  apparent  paradox  he  justifies  by  the  fact 
that  there  is  an  average  of  one  divorce  to  sixteen  marriages 
in  the  United  States,  and  in  some  States  the  ratio  is  as  high 
as  one  to  ten.  This  would  seem  to  prove  his  case.  He 
speaks  also  of  the  ease  with  which  divorce  is  secured  in 
the  United  States,  and  condemns  it,  saying  that  divorce  is 
not  conducive  to  social  purity,  for  in  England,  where  divorce 
laws  are  very  strict,  the  percentage  of  illegitimate  children  is 
fifty-four  in  a  thousand,  while  in  this  country  it  is  seventy  in 
a  thousand.  These  figures  are  rather  surprising,  but  if  they 
are  correct,  they  would  seem  to  prove  Mr.  Ukita's  deduc- 
tion, that  "facility  of  divorce  is  not  advantageous  to  the 
morals  of  society." 

The  Japanese  writer,  in  discussing  the  characteristics  of 
American  women,  has  this  to  say  : 

"  The  American  woman  receives  the  same  education  as  a  man,  and 
she  rides  on  a  horse  or  a  bicycle  just  as  a  man.  Men  show  special  polite- 
ness to  women.  In  every  social  position  she  stands  first.  Sometimes 
she  goes  so  far  as  to  regard  this  as  the  natural  right  of  woman.  In 
my  opinion,  even  if  in  the  American  woman's  dress  and  body  there  is 
a  vestige  of  woman,  her  spirit  is  that  of  a  man." 

Mr.  Ukita  may  or  not  be  right  in  these  deductions  ;  many 
people  will  think  he  is.  He  goes  on  to  say  that  this  peculiar 
training  and  temperament  of  American  women  unfits  them 
for  domestic  life.  "  But,"  he  adds,  "  if  it  is  the  proper  object 
of  woman  to  lead  an  independent  life,  then  I  have  nothing  to 
say." 

Mr.  Ukita  becomes  more  severe  when  he  discusses  an- 
other phase  of  our  Occidental  morals.  He  speaks  of  three 
emblems  in  Japanese  art,  which  typify  chivalry  in  men,  virtue 
in  women,  and  noble  ideals  in  both.  He  says  of  our  women 
that  "  they  are  very  refined,  but  they  are  so  destitute  of  a 
noble  ideal  that  they  might  be  classed  with  the  women  of 
semi-civilized  countries."  This  blinded  Oriental  goes  on  to 
say  that  he  is  always  "grateful  to  the  grace  of  heaven  which 
has  given  him  a  Japanese  woman  for  a  mother  and  a  Jap- 
anese woman  for  a  wife."  But  he  does  not  seem  more  im- 
pressed with  the  "  noble  ideals  "  of  the  men  of  America  than 
with  those  of  the  women.  He  says  that  the  sword,  which 
typified  the  spirit  of  chivalry  in  Japan,  would  have  to  be 
represented  in  the  United  States  by  money.  "  When  the 
Japanese  see  the  American  customs  in  regard  to  money,  they 
are  disgusted.  The  sword  is  the  spirit  of  the  warrior. 
Money  is  the  spirit  of  common  peoples." 

Mr.  Ukita  goes  on  to  speak  of  the  love  for  money,  the 
adoration  of  the  millionaire,  which  seems  to  him  to  pervade 
American  society.  He  says  that  the  American  system  of 
marrying  young  women  to  old  men  for  money  is  worse  than 
the  concubinage  of  Japan.     And  he  closes  by  saying  : 

"The  Western  nations  are  great  in  their  material  civilization,  but 
their  moral  civilization  does  not  compare  with  it.  In  the  sphere  of 
utility  the  use  of  policy  maybe  ail  right,  but  in  reference  to  righteous- 
ness one  must  have  courage  to  do  as  he  ought  to  do,  even  if  he 
stands  at  the  verge  of  death.  It  is  no  shame  to  a  man  to  die  for 
righteousness"  sake.  For  a  country  to  be  destroyed  for  righteous- 
ness' sake  is  not  the  most  deplorable  thing.  In  life  there  is  death. 
In  death  there  is  life.  Shame  with  life  is  not  worth  as  much  as  glory 
with  death.     Of  this  there  can  be  no  doubt." 

It  is  difficult  for  any  self-respecting  American  to  read  with 
patience  the  comments  of  this  ignorant  foreigner.  It  is  true 
that  in  this  country  all  of  our  women  are  independent,  many 
of  them  lack  noble  ideals,  and  most  of  them  want  to  vote. 
But  to  deny  to  us  chivalry  and  the  existence  of  heroes  is  too 
much.  We  have  many  heroes  among  us — "  heroes  of  hum- 
ble life"  the  reporters  call  them  when  they  have  struggled 
up  to  fortune.     The  American  hero  is  the  Millionaire. 

'  The  miraculous  cures  effected  at  Lourdes  by  divine  inter- 
position bid  fair  to  undergo  a  careful  scrutiny.  The  muni- 
cipal council  at  Bartres,  where  Bernadette  Soubirous  was 
miraculously  directed  by  the  Virgin  to  start  the  therapeutic 
tank,  have  written  a  letter  to  M.  Zola,  charging  him  with 
willful  and  direct  falsehood.  Simultaneously,  Cardinal 
Rampolla  has  written  to  Mgr.  Ricard,  of  Aix,  in  the  same 
sense  as  the  Bartres  council,  charging  Zola  with  misrepre- 
sentation in  denying  miraculous  cures.  M.  Zola  replies  by 
adhering  to  his  statements  in  spite  of  the  contradictions. 
!  Thus  far  it  will  be  observed  that  it  is  an  issue  of  fact  be- 
i  tween  the  two  sides.  The  Aix  prelate  and  the  cardinal  be- 
lieve in  Bernadette's  visions,  whereas  Zola  does  not.  But 
:  the  novelist  now  produces  a  series  of  facts  which  were 
:  known  to  the  clergy  at  the  time  Bernadette  began  to  see 


visions  and  were  concealed  by  them.  The  Cure  of  Lourdes 
declared  that  he  did  not  know  Bernadette  and  had  never 
seen  her.  That  was  probably  true.  But  the  Curd  of 
Bartres,  where  she  lived  till  she  was  fourteen,  knew  her 
quite  well.     Speaking  of  her  just  before  the  visions,  he  said  : 

"  She  seems  to  me  like  a  flower  of  the  fields,  surrounded  with  a 
divine  perfume.  Often  when  I  have  seen  her,  I  have  thought  of  the 
children  of  La  Salette.  Certainly  if  the  Blessed  Virgin  appeared  to 
those  children,  they  must  have  been  simple,  good,  and  pious  like 
Bernadette." 

This  cur/  was  evidently  prepared  for  the  visions.  He 
had  educated  the  child,  taught  her  the  catechism,  and  ob- 
served her  mystic  nature.  He  was  aware  that  she  lived  in 
a  state  of  religious  exaltation,  and  that  her  surroundings 
at  Bartres  were  of  a  nature  to  predispose  her  to  see  visions. 
Yet  neither  the  curt,  nor  Mgr.  Ricard,  nor  Cardinal  Ram- 
polla divulged  the  secret  of  her  exaltation  and  of  her 
tendency  to  spiritual  enthusiasm.  The  child  was,  in  fact,  a 
victim  to  that  form  of  hysteria  which  leads  to  epilepsy,  but 
these  priests  kept  her  condition  a  secret,  in  order  that  the 
church  should  get  the  credit  of  the  miracles. 

The  latest  miraculous  cure  was  performed,  according  to 
the  London  Tablet,  on  the  person  of  an  English  spinster 
named  Sarah  Arter,  aged  thirty-five.  Sarah  was  an  afflicted 
being.  She  had  a  disease  of  the  stomach,  as  to  which  the 
doctors  could  not  agree.  She  had  been  bed-ridden  for  five 
years.  She  was  paralyzed  from  the  hips  downward.  One 
of  her  legs  was  two  inches  shorter  than  the  other.  She  was 
carried  from  hospital  to  hospital.  Doctor  after  doctor  treated 
her  and  finally  gave  her  up  as  a  bad  job.  At  last  a  priest  sug- 
gested Lourdes,  and  for  Lourdes  she  started.  But  when  she 
arrived  at  Poitiers  on  her  way,  she  took  the  sacrament,  and 
a  change  followed.  She  got  out  of  her  bed,  paralyzed  as 
she  was,  walked  to  the  altar,  and  knelt  down  ;  after  the 
prayer,  she  dressed  and  walked  to  the  chapel,  which  was 
some  distance  from  the  room  she  was  in.  Lourdes 
was  performing  miracles  at  long  range.  On  arrival  at 
Lourdes,  she  was  put  into  the  piscine  at  the  Grotto, 
and,  presto  !  the  pain  in  the  stomach,  which  had  lasted  five 

!  years,   vanished.      In   its   stead  a  fine  appetite   developed. 

|  She  consumed  two  dishes  of  chicken,  with  bread  and  beans, 
and  drank  four  cups  of  tea.  Then  she  walked  a  quarter  of  a 
mile  to  promote  digestion.  Thus  thoroughly  cured,  she  re- 
turned to  her  English  home,  tripping  up  and  down  the  steps  of 
the  railroad  platform  as  if  she  enjoyed  the  exercise.  When 
supper-time  came,  she  ate  a  big  plate  of  cold  meat,  with 
pastry,  and  drank  a  bottle  of  stout. 

Most  readers,  on  perusing  this  narrative,  will  pronounce  it 
beyond  intelligent  belief.  So  it  is.  But  it  must  never  be 
forgotten  that  people  are  not  all  intelligent.  There  are 
credulous  persons  everywhere — including  San  Francisco — 
who  will  swallow  any  story  which  is  vouched  for  by  a  priest. 
Progress  has  been  made  since  men  of  education  and  com- 
mon sense  believed  that  St.  Dunstan  took  the  devil  by  the 
nose  with  a  pair  of  red-hot  pincers  ;  but  the  progress  has 
been  confined  to  a  limited  class.  The  great  bulk  of  igno- 
rant Roman  Catholics  are  as  ready  to  accept  priestly  miracles 
as  they  ever  were.  Thousands  upon  thousands  of  Romanists 
pin  their  faith  to  the  miracles  of  Lourdes. 

The  phenomenon  suggests  two  thoughts.  Every  one  who 
has  made  the  experiment  knows  that  it  is  impossible  to 
reason  an  ignorant  believer  out  of  his  faith.  The  only  way  to 
deal  with  him  is  to  take  him  young  and  to  educate  him  to 
use  his  own  reasoning  faculty.  Unless  he  is  preternaturally 
dull,  he  will  learn  enough  during  his  school  term  to  decide 
for  himself  what  things  are  possible  and  probable,  and  what 
things  are  improbable  and  impossible.  When  he  reaches 
that  stage,  he  will  laugh  at  Lourdes.  Such  impostures  as 
the  miraculous  cures  at  Lourdes  are  further  noteworthy  as 
illustrating  the  extremity  of  knavery  to  which  clericalism 
leads  its  apostles.  In  the  Roman  Catholic  Church  there 
must  be  hundreds  of  priests  intelligent  enough  to  know  that 
the  miraculous  cures  are  barefaced  frauds.  Yet,  in  order 
that  money  shall  flow  into  the  coffers  of  the  Lourdes 
treasury,  and  that  the  supernatural  power  of  the  church 
shall  be  impressed  on  the  mind  of  the  ignorant,  they  sanc- 
tion the  imposition  and  denounce  those  who  expose  it  as 
liars.  These  priests  are  themselves  frauds  of  the  first  water. 
Yet  because  they  wear  priestly  robes  and  hold  forth  in  church, 
no  punishment  is  inflicted  on  them  as  it  is  upon  other  con- 
fidence men. 


generals,  three  assistant  adjutant-generals,  three  brigade 
surgeons,  three  brigade  judge  -  advocates,  three  brigade 
ordnance  officers,  six  brigade  signal  officers,  three  brigade 
paymasters,  three  brigade  quartermasters,  three  brigade  en- 
gineer officers,  three  brigade  inspectors,  three  brigade  in- 
spectors of  rifle-practice,  three  brigade  commissaries,  and 
six  brigade  aids-de-camp,  or  forty-eight  brigade  officers. 
General  Allen  also  recommends  abolishing  the  major- 
general  and  his  entire  staff,  and  doing  away  with  the  pay- 
masters. As  the  paymasters  have  nothing  to  pay,  this  seems 
reasonable. 

As  an  illustration  of  the  necessity  for  reorganization,  the 
adjutant-general  introduces  in  evidence  the  Sixth  Brigade, 
N.  G.  C.  This  brigade  consists  of  two  companies,  Com- 
pany A  at  Eureka  and  Company  B  at  Areata.  The  number 
of  men  in  the  Sixth  Brigade  is  less  than  one  hundred.  Of 
these,  twenty-seven  are  officers,  most  of  them  on  the  brigade 
staff. 

If  the  State  troops  should  be  reorganized,  the  Sixth  Bri- 
gade should  be  commiserated.  These  seventy-three  privates 
who  have  hitherto  been  attended  by  twenty-seven  officers  as 
guides,  philosophers,  and  friends,  can  scarcely  walk  alone, 
in  a  military  sense.  What  will  they  do  without  their 
brigadier-general,  their  brigade  assistant  adjutant-general, 
their  brigade  judge-advocate,  their  brigade  engineer  officers, 
their  brigade  ordnance  officers,  their  brigade  aids-de-camp, 
and  their  brigade  inspectors  of  rifle  practice?  And  what 
will  be  done  with  the  brigade  staff  of  the  Sixth  Brigade  ? 
There  are  twenty-seven  of  them — about  as  many  as  there 
are  in  either  of  the  companies  in  the  brigade — will  they  be 
content  to  form  a  third  company?  Or  would  that  reduction 
to  the  ranks  too  much  afflict  the  haughty  spirit  of  the  brigade 
staff  of  the  Sixth  ?  Are  they  willing  to  be  soldiers  of  the 
commonwealth  with  epaulettes,  but  not  without  ? 

Seriously,  the  people  of  California  are  not  in  a  very  good 
humor  with  their  National  Guard.  Unless  the  temper  of 
the  people  changes  very  markedly  before  the  legislature 
meets,  it  is  not  probable  that  any  appropriation  will  be  made 
for  the  militia  this  winter.  In  view  of  this  fact,  we  think  a 
"reorganization"  of  the  State  forces  would  have  a  good 
effect — that  is,  in  securing  the  appropriation.  We  doubt  if 
it  would  have  any  other  good  effect. 

A  wise  man  named  Virgil  once  said :  "  Varium  et 
mutabile  semper,  fcemina."  He  never  said  a  truer  thing, 
she  rarely  does  a  wise  one.  But  if  women  are  always 
changing,  as  Virgil  wrote,  men  never  cease  to  be  surprised 
at  their  humors,  although  we  and  our  ancestors  have  lived 
with  them  for  lo  !  these  many  thousand  years.  But  every 
now  and  then  there  comes  some  new  development  of  the 
eternal  feminine  which  causes  stolid  man  to  be  even  more 
amazed  than  he  was  before. 

One  of  these  is  an  article  on  the  Breckinridge  elections 
in  Kentucky,  written  by  Mary  Bacon  Ford,  and  published 
in  a  New  York  illustrated  journal.  Miss  Ford  (we  assume 
that  she  is  unmarried)  says  that  "  women  in  general  will 
have  much  to  regret  in  the  recent  action  of  the  women  of 
the  Ashland  District,  Kentucky."  She  goes  on  to  explain 
herself  by  saying  that  in  the  affair  between  Colonel  Breckin- 
ridge and  Madeline  Pollard  "a  male  jury  declared  woman 
a  social  incompetent,  and  the  cause  of  the  rights  and  inde- 
pendence of  women  has  suffered  by  it."  Those  women  in 
Kentucky  who  indorsed  the  verdict  of  the  Washington  jury 
by  opposing  Breckinridge's  election  have,  Miss  Ford  de- 
clares, "written  themselves  down  obstructionists  in  their 
own  cause."  Then,  with  all  the  emphasis  of  italics,  she 
adds,  speaking  of  the  'Breckinridge- Pollard  intrigue  :  "  If 
a  woman  may  not  be  counted  an  equal  party  to  a 
disaster  of  this  kind,  then  she  is  not  an  individual,  is  not 
an  independent  being,  is  not  in  social  law  a  mental  com- 
petent." 

This  takes  one's  breath  away.  There  are  many  men  who 
do  not  believe  in  the  so-called  seduction  of  women,  and  who 
absolutely  decline  to  listen  to  anything  concerning  the 
"seduction"  of  married  women.  But  even  these  men  are 
chary  of  proclaiming  their  views,  and  never  before  their 
womenkind.  Now  comes  a  woman,  and  goes  further  than 
any  man  has  dared  to  do.  According  to  her,  a  woman  is  an 
equal  party  in  a  "seduction,"  and  if  that  is  denied,  her 
mental  competency  is  denied.  Altogether  Miss  Ford  has 
presented  a  hard  nut  for  her  sisters  to  crack. 


C.  C.  Allen,  Adjutant-General  of  the  National  Guard  of 
California,  in  his  report  to  the  governor  concerning  the  late 
railroad  strike,  will  recommend  that  the  guard  be  "re- 
organized." California  now  has  more  officers  in  comparison 
to  privates  than  any  other  State  in  the  Union.  New  York, 
with  about  twice  as  many  troops,  has  less  than  one-half  the 
number  of  officers.  In  this  State  there  is  one  officer  to 
every  nine  men. 

General  Allen  recommends  forming  the  State  troops  into 
three  brigades  instead  of  six,  as  at  present.  This  will  dis- 
pense with  three  brigade  staffs,  as  follows  :  Three  brigadier- 


The  Central  Pacific  Railroad  was  completed  to  this  coast 
in  1869.  In  1870,  the  merchants  of  San  Francisco  began 
talking  about  building  a  competing  road.  They  have  been 
talking  about  it  ever  since — for  twenty-four  years.  At  last, 
after  a  quarter  of  a  century  of  talk,  there  is  an  opportunity 
for  the  merchants  of  San  Francisco  to  subscribe  for  a  com- 
peting road.     Will  they  do  so  ?     Or  will  they  go  on  talking  ? 

On  the  seventh  page  of  this  issue  will  be  found 
editorial  notes  reviewing  the  platforms,  some  of  the 
dates,  and  the  local  political  situation  generally. 


THE         ARGONAUT. 


October  8,  1894. 


THE    BARRIER    OF    CASTE. 

He  had  read  dime-novels,  had  Saunders.  He  had  read 
them  as  a  boy  in  New  York.  In  the  afternoons,  as  he 
came  home  from  school,  he  had  bought  them  from  some 
street-corner  vender  of  "penny  dreadfuls,"  and  had  gloated 
over  them  as  only  a  small  boy,  born  and  bred  in  a  great 
city,  can  gloat  over  tales  of  the  West.  He  had  not  been 
discriminating,  of  course,  and  had  had  a  natural  leaning  to- 
ward the  most  blood-curdling  recitals  ;  but  he  had  chosen 
always  something  in  some  way  connected  with  army  life. 

The  army  to  him  was  a  beautiful  dream,  a  highly  var- 
nished picture,  and  to  be  part  of  it — a  major  part  of  course, 
something  like  a  general  or  at  the  very  least  a  colonel — had 
been  from  the  first  his  one  ambition.  But  destiny,  in  the 
shape  of  parents  of  stern  and  old-fashioned  mold,  the  kind 
that  thought  and  accepted  it  as  a  convenient  creed  that, 
having  inflicted  life  upon  their  offspring,  they  were  entirely 
at  liberty  to  ruin  that  life — this  destiny  ordained  that  he 
should  have  a  profession  othei  than  that  of  arms  ;  in  short, 
that  he  should  be  a  lawyer. 

Now  Saunders  was  of  an  age  to  judge  for  himself,  and  he 
knew  that  he  was  not  the  stuff  of  which  lawyers  are  made. 
Not  the  slightest  vestige  of  eloquence  had  he  ;  he  was  blunt 
and  truthful  to  a  degree.  He  disliked  a  lie  for  its  own  sake. 
All  this  and  more  he  told  his  parents,  but  he  was  answered 
by  the  logic  which  has  retarded  the  world's  progress  through 
so  many  generations,  that  they  were  older  and  therefore 
wiser,  that  he  was  their  son  and  they  knew  better  what  was 
good  for  him  than  he  could  possibly.  Saunders,  more  from 
a  sense  of  duty  than  a  fear  of  being  disinherited  of  his 
father's  goodly  estates,  accepted  their  decision  and  began  the 
reading  of  law. 

About  this  time  he  chose  for  chum  a  youth  whose  only 
possible  recommendation  must  have  been  that  he  could  boast 
of  army  relatives.  He  had  visited  in  his  sallow-gosling  days 
at  a  garrison,  and  was  full  of  highly  spiced  tales  regarding 
the  wild  daring  and  fascinations  of  a  soldier's  life.  Saunders 
would  drink  in  all  these  stories,  and  despite  his  valiant 
efforts  to  forget  them  and  put  temptation  away,  they  would 
come  back  to  him  as  he  sat  over  the  inexpressibly  stupid  folios 
relating  to  the  law. 

One  summer,  this  chum  of  his  invited  Saunders  to  visit 
him  at  his  country-house  on  the  Hudson.  Saunders  went 
and  spent  the  happiest  two  weeks  of  his  life.  For  it  was 
there  that  he  met  Madge  Kean,  the  bewitching  little  daughter 
of  Colonel  Kean,  of  the  Tenth.  Saunders  caught  his  first 
glimpse  of  her  as  he  walked  with  young  Milton  up  the  drive- 
way. Madge  was  armed  with  a  Flobert  rifle,  and  was  teach- 
ing the  little  son  of  the  house  how  to  aim  and  pull  the  trig- 
ger. There  was  something  in  her  very  pose,  in  the  fact  of 
her  knowing  how  to  shoot,  that  appealed  to  Saunders  at  once. 
He  could  not  see  her  face,  but,  nevertheless,  he  said  to 
Milton  that  she  was  a  "mighty  pretty  girl."  Milton  replied 
with  pardonable  pride  that  the  young  lady  was  his  cousin, 
had  just  come  from  the  Far  West,  was  of  the  army,  and  a 
"  darned  pretty  little  flirt."  Therefore,  before  Saunders  had 
even  been  introduced  to  the  fair  Madge,  he  was  perilously 
near  to  being  in  love. 

When  he  stood  beside  her,  and  Milton  was  saying  "This 
is  my  chum  Saunders,  Madge ;  Miss  Kean,  Saunders," 
when  her  bright  eyes  glanced  at  him  from  under  her  long 
lashes — just  like  an  untamed  mustang's,  as  Saunders  men- 
tally commented — when  she  smiled  and  put  out  a  hand  all 
smutty  from  powder,  Saunders  thought  her  the  most  be- 
witching woman  he  had  ever  seen.  And  Madge,  in  her 
turn,  made  note  of  the  fact  that  Saunders  was  tall,  blonde, 
and  extremely  handsome,  with  that  unmistakable  air  of  self- 
possession  and  refinement  of  a  New  York  gentleman.  She 
determined  that  he  would  be  much  better  material  to  expend 
her  fascinations  on  than  that  milksop  of  a  cousin  of  hers. 
She  was  glad  he  had  come,  and  said  so.  Saunders  an- 
swered, in  a  tone  which  carried  conviction,  that  he  also  was 
glad  he  had  come,  and  Madge  blushed  through  one  of  those 
clear,  tanned  skins  which  change  color  with  every  emotion. 
Not  that  she  was  shy  and  school-girlish  in  her  blushes  ;  they 
were  not  a  result  of  timidity. 

Cupid  did  not  hit  Saunders's  heart  with  the  traditional 
golden  arrow  this  time.  It  was  the  tiny  bullets  of  lead 
which  went  from  the  muzzle  of  the  Flobert  straight  to  the 
bull's-eye  of  the  target  that  made  the*  wounds  which  are  in- 
flicted sooner  or  later  on  every  man.  By  the  time  the  wee 
cartridge-box  was  empty,  Saunders  was  hopelessly  smitten. 

In  the  course  of  the  next  fortnight  he  came  to  that  point 
where  he  would  have  even  studied  law  with  pleasure  had 
she  expressed  an  admiration  for  law  students.  But  she  did 
not.  He  had  confided  to  her  all  his  baffled  ambitions  ;  had 
told  her  how  his  soul  yearned  for  shoulder-straps  ;  and  she, 
in  turn,  told  him  that  the  life  of  a  soldier  was  the  only  one 
worth  living.  He  was  too  old  for  West  Point ;  why  didn't 
he  try  for  a  civil  appointment  ?  This  had  never  occurred  to 
him  ;  he  would  think  it  over.  He  asked  her  some  questions 
and  confided  some  of  his  ideas  of  garrison  life  to  her.  She 
laughed  at  them,  and  told  him  that  he  was  a  "dear  old 
tenderfoot."  If  it  had  not  been  for  the  tone  of  voice  in 
which  she  said  it,  for  the  roguish,  half-fond  glance  from  her 
mustang  eyes,  Saunders  would  have  been  terribly  cut  up 
over  that  scornful  word. 

"  Tenderfoot — tenderfoot,"  he  !  after  all  he  had  read  on  the 
subject.  Could  it  be  that  his  source  of  information  was 
bad?  He  did  not  ask  Madge  this,  however;  he  never  put 
forth  any  of  his  ideas  on  the  subject  again,  to  her  ;  asked 
for  no  further  information  ;  he  knew  he  was  missing  golden 
opportunities  for  enlightenment,  but  he  did  not  care  to  be 
laughed  at.  He  was  aware  that  nothing  would  so  much  in- 
jure him  in  her  eyes  as  to  make  himself  ridiculous.  And 
Madge  in  that  fortnight  exerted,  first,  every  charm  she  pos- 
sessed, ever)'  power  she  could  command,  to  bring  him  to  her 

Having  succeeded  in  this,  she  used  quite  as  much  skill  in 
keeping  him  from  asking  her  to  marry  him.  She  didn't 
ivaul  iu  Ijl-  married,  she  didn't  even  want  to  be  engaged} and 


he  was  only  the  pastime  of  a  summer's  jaunt.  Nobody  took 
such  flirtations  seriously  ;  that  is,  nobody  with  any  sense.  If 
he  couldn't  see  that  she  was  in  fun,  it  wasn't  her  fault,  was 
it  ?  She  wasn't  accountable  for  his  being  deficient  in  powers 
of  perception,  was  she  ?  A  New  York  man  ought  to  know 
how  to  take  care  of  himself. 

Well,  the  little  summer  play  was  over.  Saunders  went 
back  to  town  with  the  secret  determination  to  cut  loose  from 
the  grind  of  the  law-reading  to  go  into  the  army.  He  had 
not  told  Madge  of  this  ;  somehow,  looking  back  on  it,  he 
hadn't  told  her  anything  that  he  had  meant  to  ;  he  had 
been  half  afraid  that  she  would  laugh.  It  would  never  do 
to  have  her  laugh. 

Of  course  there  was  a  big  row  at  his  home  when  he  an- 
nounced his  determination.  But  the  breath  of  free  air 
that  he  had  drawn  in  from  contact  with  Madge  made  him 
see  that  he  should  have  something  to  say  in  the  matter  of 
his  own  career.  Moreover,  he  had  the  strength  of  love  to 
uphold  him.  He  surprised  his  parents  by  asserting  his  free- 
dom of  action  ;  and  when  they  made  it  too  disagreeable  for 
his  self-respect  to  allow  him  to  stay  under  their  roof,  he 
left  it,  with  paternal  and  maternal  maledictions  following 
him.  He  started  in  to  obtain  a  civil  appointment,  and 
learned  more,  before  he  realized  his  failure,  of  the  nature  of 
human  beings  and  of  the  struggle  for  existence  than  he  had 
ever  known  before.  It  came  about  that  he  obtained  no 
civil  appointment,  and  he  knew  that  his  father  had  done  his 
best,  covertly,  that  he  should  not  obtain  it.  This  one 
thing  he  could  not  forgive.  Meantime  he  longed  for 
Madge  with  the  whole  power  of  his  heart.  He  wrote  to  her 
and  received  no  reply.  So  he  supposed  that  she  had  not 
got  his  letter.'  The  thought  that  she  had  ignored  it  did  not 
come  to  him.  The  final  refusal  of  a  commission  was  a 
blow  from  which  he  did  not  recover  for  some  days — he 
lost  heart  for  a  time  ;  but  he  read  in  an  Army  ami  Nawy 
that  Miss  Kean  had  been  desperately  ill.  That  afternoon  he 
enlisted  as  a  private  soldier,  and  the  next  morning  wore  the 
blue. 

This  was  not  being  a  colonel  or  a  general,  but  men  had 
risen  from  the  ranks  to  sudden  fame  and  honor  in  the  books 
he  had  read  ;  besides,  he  was  at  his  last  penny.  A  little 
wave  of  disgust  ran  over  him  as  he  learned  that  thirteen 
dollars  a  month,  with  clothing,  bed,  and  board,  would  be  his 
share  of  this  world's  goods.  He  enlisted  with  that  vague 
notion,  which  the  average  citizen  of  that  day  had,  that 
officers  and  men  inhabited  peacefully  the  same  quarters  ; 
that  the  barrack-room  was  a  sort  of  happy-family  cage, 
where  shoulder-straps  and  chevrons  went  side  by  side.  He 
had  not  stopped  to  think  that  the  West  was  wide,  and  that 
he  might  be  assigned  to  a  post  several  thousand  miles  from 
the  one  which  his  lady-love  lighted  with  her  presence.  It 
was  not  until  the  deed  was  done  that  this  came  to  him,  and 
then  he  could  only  hope  and  pray. 

As  luck  would  have  it,  he  was  sent  to  the  very  post  where 
Colonel  Kean  was  stationed.  This  did  not  exactly  surprise 
him  j  he  took  it  as  a  matter  of  course  that  Providence  | 
should  interfere  in  the  behalf  of  a  Saunders — of  one  of  the 
handsomest  and  most  popular  fellows  in  his  set.  He  won- 
dered what  his  friends  at  home  thought  of  his  escapade. 
Then  he  settled  down  to  the  discomforts  of  second-class 
accommodations  in  a  railway-car.  Fortunately  for  him,  the 
garrison  to  which  he  was  ordered  happened  to  be  very  near 
to  the  railroad,  and  he  was  spared  a  cross-country  trip  of  a 
hundred  or  two  miles. 

Words  can  not  paint  the  miseries  that  Saunders  went 
through.  They  were  not  physical  miseries,  for  he  was  well- 
fed,  well-sheltered,  well-clothed,  not  overworked,  and  was 
spared  the  humiliation  and  pain  of  the  raw  recruit,  who 
learns  for  the  first  time  to  bestride  a  barebacked  horse. 
Saunders  was  an  old  hand  at  steeple-chase,  and  had  little  to 
learn,  save  a  few  technicalities.  But  he  found  that  the  line 
which  divided  officers  and  men  was  as  the  line  which 
divided  Lazarus  in  heaven  from  the  rich  man  in  hell ;  that 
beyond  a  salute  and  a  conversation  thickly  sprinkled  with 
respectful  "sirs"  and  "very  good,  sirs,"  on  the  part  of  the 
private,  and  with  crisp  orders  and  sometimes  oaths  from  the 
officer,  there  was  no  speech.  He  did  not  even  see  Madge 
for  three  days,  but  was  induced  to  overcome  his  predeter- 
mination to  call  upon  her.  He  saw  within  an  hour  after  he 
had  stepped  upon  the  reservation  that  he  would  hardly  be 
welcome.  It  was  bad  enough  not  to  be  able  to  see  his 
divinity  ;  it  was  infinitely  worse  when,  at  last,  he  met  her. 
She  gave  a  great  gasp  and  start,  blushed,  and  returned  his  I 
bow,  with  just  the  slightest  nod  and  condescending  smile. 
He  saw,  with  dismay,  that  he  was  to  her  simply  a  menial — 
that  he  could  not  dare  to  overstep  the  line  which  divided 
them. 

He  got  over  his  desire  to  shoot  himself  every  time  he  was 
given  an  order  in  her  hearing,  after  a  while.  He  watched 
her  flirtations  with  a  gorgeous  first  lieutenant  in  bitterness  of 
spirit,  and  the  thought  dawned  on  him  that  she  was  not  true  ; 
but  he  hoped  she  would  leave  the  first  lieutenant  when  he 
(Saunders)  should  have  won  his  spurs.  But  even  the  spurs 
seemed  far  away ;  he  had  come  to  understand  that  the  jump 
from  the  uniform  of  an  enlisted  man  into  that  of  an  officer 
is  a  difficult  feat,  or  was,  in  those  days,  and  no  chance  for 
physical  prowess  presented  itself.  Morally  he  was  brave  as 
only  a  man  in  love  can  be.  He  would  have  killed  himself 
had  he  not  been.  More  courage  than  to  carry  a  standard  to 
the  cannon's  mouth  did  it  take  for  him  to  obey  the  first 
order  to  "police,"  with  a  fatigue  party,  the  back-yards  of  the 
officers'  quarters.  To  "police"  is  army  for  cleaning  up,  and 
it  is  left,  as  a  general  thing,  to  the  prisoners  who  happen  to 
be  in  the  guard-house.  But  at  this  time  there  were  very 
few  prisoners,  not  more  than  one  or  two,  for  the  men  had 
been  upon  their  good  behavior,  it  being  almost  two  months 
since  the  paymaster's  last  visit,  and  no  cash  left  to  be  ex- 
pended upon  whisky  at  the  sutler's.  So  Saunders  sallied 
forth  in  fatigue  suit — overalls  and  coat  of  canvas — and  he 
helped  the  others  to  sweep  with  stable-brooms  and  to  shovel 
up  in  the  back-yards. 

In  the  colonel's  yard  he  was  mercifully  spared  meeting 
Madge — it  would  have   been,  he  fell,  the  last  straw — ami  he 


did  not  know  that  from  behind  her  filmy  curtain  she  was 
watching  him  with  amusement  and  pity,  the  while  she 
turned  about  on  the  third  finger  of  her  left  hand  a  large 
solitaire  ring  and  wondered  what  he  would  say  when  he 
should  hear  of  her  approaching  marriage  to  the  dashing 
lieutenant. 

Then  the  police  party  went  on  its  way,  and  came  at  last  to 
the  yard  of  that  very  lieutenant.  There  was  a  half-sheet  of 
note-paper  in  one  of  the  piles  of  dust  and  rubbish  which 
had  been  swept  up.  Saunders  noticed  it — noticed,  though 
it  was  crumpled,  that  the  writing  upon  it  was  Madge's 
pointed  scrawl.  He  picked  it  up  and  slipped  it  into  his 
pocket.  It  was  not  an  honest  thing  to  do,  but  he  did  not 
stop  to  think — he  only  wondered  what  a  note  of  hers  was 
doing  in  this  man's  back-yard  and  what  was  in  it. 

When  he  got  back  to  the  barracks,  he  read  the  note. 
There  was  enough  therein  to  make  him  understand  that 
Madge — his  Madge — for  whom  he  had  given  up  everything, 
for  whom  he  had  endured  so  much  humiliation,  was  to  be 
married  in  one  week  to  that  first  lieutenant  ;  that  she  was  in 
love — desperately  in  love — with  him,  and  did  not  hesitate  to 
say  so.  Was  the  man  in  love  with  her?  If  he  was,  why 
did  he  crumple  up  and  throw  away  a  note  for  which  Saun- 
ders would  have  given  his  very  soul  ? 

Then  Saunders  looked  about  him  with  eyes  opened  by 
despair.  He  saw  at  last  the  barrier  of  caste  in  all  its  height 
and  strength  ;  he  saw  what  he  had  done,  and  he  shuddered. 
There  were  but  two  ways  out  of  this,  unless  he  waited  until 
his  enlistment  were  up — four  and  a  half  more  years  ;  and 
that  he  could  not  do.  He  could  kill  himself,  but  he  was 
young,  remember,  it  was  not  to  be  lightly  done  ;  and — he 
could  desert.  To  his  mind  a  deserter  was  not  what  it  is  to 
a  man  who  has  been  long  in  the  service — all  the  disgrace  of 
it  did  not  occur  to  him.  If  it  had  been  explained  to  him, 
he  could  not  have  grasped  the  full  horror  of  it.  So  he 
waited  his  chance  for  four  days  and  then  "  bolted,"  as  his 
comrades  termed  it.  He  went  away  from  the  railway,  think- 
ing that  he  would  put  those  who  would  be  sent  after  him  off 
the  scent,  and  after  a  day  or  two  circle  round  to  reach  the 
iron  road  which  would  lead  him  far  from  all  this. 

On  the  third  day,  as  he  trudged  onward  to  the  railroad, 
dodging,  like  a  hunted  criminal,  behind  every  clump  of 
mesquite  or  greasewood,  starting  at  every  prairie-dog's 
bark,  he  was  overtaken,  his  hands  tied  behind  him,  and 
marched  back  to  the  post  under  guard. 

At  a  turn  in  the  road  the  party  drew  aside  and  waited  for 
an  ambulance  to  pass.  The  soldiers  saluted  the  officer  in- 
side. 

Saunders  could  not  salute,  his  hands  were  tied.  He  knew 
the  officer — it  was  the  first  lieutenant  ;  he  was  going  to  the 
station  with  his  bride.  Madge  looked  out  and  saw  the  de- 
serter— saw  him  and  turned  her  head. 

Gwendolen  Overton. 

San  Francisco,  October,  1894. 


A  reason  for  an  international  stamp  is  that,  being  readily 
obtained  throughout  the  Postal  Union,  no  fictitious  value 
would  attach  to  it.  During  periods  of  stamp-collecting  fury 
(the  present  is  one  throughout  Europe),  the  danger  to  letters 
bearing  unusual  stamps  is  great  from  dishonest  clerks,  post- 
men, and  hotel  porters.  "  During  the  past  summer,"  writes 
a  correspondent  of  the  New  York  Post,  "a  friend  of  mine 
spent  a  month  ortwo  in  the  Canary  Islands,  leaving  his  family 
in  Italy.  Though  they  wrote  regularly,  and  latterly  very 
frequently,  alarmed  at  each  other's  silence,  not  one  letter  was 
delivered  ;  the  only  explanation  being  that  the  value  of  Ital- 
ian stamps  in  the  Canary  Islands  and  vice  versa  was  too 
much  for  the  people  through  whose  hands  the  letters  passed. 
Though,  to  my  knowledge,  I  have  lost  no  letter  so  far,  yet 
the  excitement,  from  proprietor  to  boots,  one  day  in  Venice, 
when  eight  letters  arrived  for  me  each  with  a  ten-cent 
Columbian  stamp,  made  it  evident  that  only  the  unusual 
honesty  of  all  caused  the  letters  to  be  delivered  ;  and  had 
they  borne  fifteen-cent  stamps,  I  should  probably  not  have 
fared  so  well.  The  bestowal  of  the  eight  stamps  on  the 
head-porter  made  fees  quite  unnecessary  in  the  future." 
Until  we  have  an  international  stamp,  the  safe  course  for 
Americans  to  pursue  is  :  Avoid  Columbian  stamps,  highly 
prized  abroad  ;  use  only  the  plain  brown  five,  and  two  or 
more  of  them  when  necessary,  instead  of  a  single  stamp  of 
higher  value. 

A  party  of  Western  wheelmen  are  arranging  for  a  bicycle 
tour  through  Europe  to  start  in  the  spring,  which  will  be  the 
biggest  American  tour  ever  held.  Some  members  of  the 
Chicago  Cycling  Club,  having  contracted  the  European  tour- 
ing fever,  have  entered  into  communication  with  some  of  the 
foreign  wheelmen,  and,  as  a  result,  have  arranged  for  a  tour 
through  Europe,  to  leave  New  York  city  on  February  9th. 
The  party  will  be  limited  to  twenty  men  ;  the  cost  will  not 
exceed  five  hundred  dollars,  and  the  participants  will  be  in 
charge  of  a  first-class  courier  and  will  have  first-class  accom- 
modations everywhere.  Applications  have  already  been  re- 
ceived for  the  tour.  The  tour-master,  who  will  have  charge 
of  all  the  affairs  of  the  run,  will  set  a  schedule  of  forty  miles 
a  day.  N.  H.  Van  Sicklen,  the  welt-known  Chicago  racing 
man,  is  one  of  the  cyclists  arranging  the  tour. 

During  the  English  naval  manoeuvres  two  ten-inch  guns 
were  fired  simultaneously  on  one  of  the  vessels  with  start- 
ling effect.  The  glass  that  protects  the  helmsman  and  the 
windows  of  the  chart-house,  of  which  the  glass  is  one-third 
of  an  inch  thick,  were  smashed  to  atoms.  An  inkstand, 
bottles,  and  tumblers  jumped  six  inches  into  the  air  and 
spilled  their  contents,  but  came  down  whole,  and  men  near 
the  turret  were  lifted  off*  their  feet  by  the  concussion. 


In  Upper  Tonkin  there  are  wood  mines,  according  to  the 
report  of  a  French  consul.  The  wood,  which  was  originally 
a  pine  forest,  was  swallowed  up  by  the  earth,  which  covers 
it  to  a  depth  of  eight  yards.  Some  of  the  trees  are  a  yard 
in  diameter;  the  wood  is  imperishable  and  is  sold  to  the 
Chinese  for  coffins. 


October  S,  1894. 


THE        ARGONAUT. 


6 


A    KING    IN    EXILE. 


Our  Correspondent  writes  of  the   Death   of  the  French    Pretender 

in  England — The  Comte  de  Paris  and  his  Career — 

His    Heir's    Escapades. 


"  Resignation  makes  saints,  but  it  does  not  make  kings." 
It  was  with  these  words  that  the  Comte  de  Paris,  who  died 
last  Saturday  morning  at  Stowe  House,  in  Buckinghamshire, 
met  the  news  of  his  expulsion  from  France,  and  they  sounded 
the  key-note  of  his  character.  Had  he  ascended  the  throne 
of  St.  Louis,  he  would  have  made  an  excellent  king,  for  he 
was  an  intelligent  and  cultivated  man,  possessing  the  cool 
judgment,  high  integrity,  and  strong  sense  of  justice  that 
make  good  rulers.  But  as  a  Pretender  he  was  a  woeful 
failure,  lacking  entirely  the  dash  and  spirit  of  adventure 
without  which  it  is  impossible  to  seize  and  hold  a  crown. 

Born  on  August  24,  1838,  he  was  but  ten  years  of  age 
when  the  revolution  of  1S48  drove  his  grandfather,  Louis 
Philippe,  from  the  throne.  King  for  a  few  brief  hours,  he 
was  hurried — protesting,  mere  child  as  he  was,  that  he  would 
never  leave  France  :  "  Sortir  de  France  !  Non,  non,  jamais  !  " 
he  cried — to  exile  which  was  to  last  for  twenty-three  years, 
and  in  the  next  decade  he  and  his  younger  brother,  the  Due 
de  Chartres,  were  brought  up  in  the  Grand  Duchy  of  Saxe- 
Weimar  and  in  England  by  their  mother,  a  Mecklenburg 
princess  of  noble  character  who  had  made  a  love-match  with 
Ferdinand,  Due  d'Orleans,  when  that  eldest  son  of  the 
"Citizen  King"  had  been  refused  the  honor  of  an  alliance 
by  most  of  the  royal  houses  of  Europe. 

In  1861  he,  with  his  brother  and  his  uncle,  the  Prince  de 
Jomville,  went  to  the  United  States  and  took  part  in  the 
War  of  Secession,  they  serving  as  captains  on  the  staff  of 
General  McClellan,  commanding  the  Army  of  the  Potomac. 
In  this  eight  or  nine  months'  service  they  were  present  in 
five  engagements,  evincing  conspicuous  bravery,  and  their 
resignation  before  the  close  of  the  war  was  due  to  the  com- 
plications arising  between  the  United  States  and  France 
over  the  attempt  to  establish  Maximilian  in  Mexico.  Two 
years  after  his  return  to  Europe,  the  Comte  de  Paris  married 
his  cousin,  Princesse  Marie  Isabelle,  daughter  of  the  Due 
de  Montpensier,  by  whom  he  had  six  children. 

When  the  Franco -Prussian  War  broke  out,  the  Comte  de 
Paris  applied  for  permission  to  serve  in  the  French  army  in 
any  capacity,  but  this  privilege  was  denied  him.  After 
the  war,  however,  when  the  exiles  were  allowed  to  return, 
the  Comte  de  Paris  again  entered  his  native  land.  He  lived 
quietly  in  Paris  and,  when  the  estates  confiscated  by  Louis 
Napoleon  had  been  restored,  at  his  Chateau  d'Eu,  serving  a 
term  in  the  National  Assembly.  It  was  during  this  period, 
in  1873,  that  the  famous  rapprochement  between  the  Comte 
de  Chambord  and  the  Comte  de  Paris  was  effected,  the  latter 
agreeing  to  waive  his  claims  to  the  throne  in  favor  of  the 
representative  of  the  elder  branch  of  the  family. 

When  the  latter  died,  in  1883,  the  hopes  of  the  Mon- 
archists centred  on  the  late  Comte  de  Paris.  But  he 
made  no  move  and  led  the  life  of  a  quiet  country  gentle- 
man until  his  second  exile.  This  was  brought  about  by  the 
marriage  of  his  favorite  daughter,  Princess  Amelie,  to  Dom 
Pedro,  Duke  de  Braganza,  now  King  of  Portugal,  which 
was  quite  a  romantic  match.  The  duke,  it  seems,  while  a 
candidate  for  matrimony,  one  day  came  upon  a  photograph 
in  an  embassador's  drawing-room  which  so  impressed  him 
that  he  determined  to  wed  the  original  if  she  were  still  un- 
married. Accordingly  he  caused  inquiries  to  be  made,  and 
within,  a  fortnight  had  proposed  for  and  been  accorded  the 
hand  of  the  Comte  de  Paris's  eldest  daughter.  The  wed- 
ding, in  May,  1S86,  was  a  great  affair,  and  at  the  celebration 
of  the  event  given  in  Paris  several  royalties  and  many  em- 
bassadors were  present.  This  was  made  into  a  great  Roy- 
alist demonstration  by  the  Pretender's  adherents,  and  so 
frightened  the  Republican  government  that  the  famous 
bill  excluding  from  French  soil  all  "heads  of  fam- 
ilies who  have  reigned  in  France  and  their  direct  descend- 
ants in  order  of  primogeniture  "  was  passed.  It  was  on  re- 
ceiving news  of  the  passage  of  this  bill  that  the  Comte  de 
Paris  pronounced  to  the  Orleans  princes,  who  had  gathered 
at  his  house  to  learn  the  action  of  the  legislative  houses,  the 
epigram  quoted  at  the  beginning  of  this  letter. 

The  next  day,  June  24,  1886,  the  Comte  de  Paris  and  his 
son,  the  Due  d'Orleans,  accompanied  by  the  Comtesse  de 
Paris,  who  had  torn  herself  from  her  sick  daughter's  bed- 
side to  accompany  her  husband  and  son  into  exile,  sailed 
from  Treport  for  this  country,  where  they  have  since  made 
their  home — though  not  without  hope  of  return,  for  to  one 
who  inquired  if  the  famous  pictures  of  the  Chateau  d'Eu 
had  been  brought  to  Stowe  House,  his  late  residence  in 
Buckinghamshire,  the  Comte  de  Paris  replied  :  "  They  are  still 
in  their  old  place,  awaiting  my  return."  But  he  made  no 
effort  to  hasten  that  return,  except  when  he  entered  into  re- 
lations with  the  "  brav'  gen'ral "  Boulanger  which  came  to 
naught.  He  has  rather  lived  the  life  of  a  scholar,  contribut- 
mg  occasional  papers  to  the  French  and  English  reviews. 
His  most  pretentious  work  is  his  "  History  of  the  Civil 
■War  in  America,"  which  I  think  is  left  unfinished.  An- 
other book,  which  has  but  recently  been  superseded,  owing 
to  changed  conditions,  is  his  work  on  English  trades- 
unions,  published  twenty-five  years  ago. 

But  if  the  Comte  de  Paris  has  not  "pretended"  in  more 
than  word,  his  son,  the  Due  d'Orleans — who  evinced  his 
nature  by  affixing  the  quasi-royal  signature  "  Philippe"  to 
the  telegrams  in  which  he  announced  the  death  of  his  father 
to  the  courts  of  Europe  and  to  his  adherents — has  made  at 
least  one  bid  for  popularity.  This  was  in  1890,  when  he 
attained  his  majority  and  ignored  the  edict  of  exile  by  pre- 
senting himself  for  military  service  in  Paris.  He  was  imme- 
diately seized  and  imprisoned,  and  enjoyed  a  few  days'  luxu- 
rious martyrdom,  being  visited  and  read  to  daily  by  the 
Princesse  Marguerite,  to  whom  he  was  engaged  to  be  mar- 
ried, and  his  future  mamma- in-law,  the  Duchesse  de  Chartres. 
In  a  month  or  so  he  was  escorted  to  the  frontier  and  told 
never  to  do  it  again. 


But  there  is  a  rumor  that  he  did  do  it  again,  and  for  the 
same  fair  cause  that  led  to  the  breaking  of  his  engagement 
to  the  Princesse  Marguerite.  It  is  said  that  he  returned  to 
Paris  not  long  after — not  in  his  official  capacity,  but  dis- 
guised as  a  servant  in  the  train  of  the  singer,  Melba,  whose 
husband  had  a  very  lively  time  serving  him  with  papers  as 
co-respondent  in  a  suit  for  divorce.  The  case  never  came 
to  trial,  rumor  declaring  that  the  Australian  songstress 
bought  its  withdrawal  by  paying  her  husband  a  considerable 
sum  of  money.  But  that  is  mere  gossip.  So  is  the  wild 
story  that  the  Due  d'Orleans  followed  her  to  Cannes,  dis- 
guised as  a  negro.  But  there  is  more  truth  in  the  account 
of  the  impetuous  young  duke's  escapade  in  St.  Petersburg, 
where  he  mightily  offended  the  Czar  by  vociferously  leading 
the  applause  at  the  opera  where  Melba  was  singing  before 
his  imperial  majesty.  To  be  sure  the  lady  has  denied  these 
tales,  and  I  give  them  only  for  what  they  are  worth.  Fond- 
ness for  the  fair  sex  is  certainly  a  Bourbon  trait,  though  the 
late  Comte  de  Paris  denied  his  ancestry  by  being  a  model 
husband  and  father. 

One  reason  ascribed  for  the  late  Pretender's  political 
inertia  is  said  to  lie  in  another  Bourbon  trait — i.  £.,  a  keen 
appreciation  of  the  value  of  this  world's  goods.  If  he  had 
ventured  into  a  revolution  and  been  unsuccessful,  he  would 
have  lost  his  French  possessions.  As  it  is,  he  leaves  to 
his  children  about  forty  millions  of  francs.  At  her  death, 
the  Duchesse  de  Galliera  left  him,  as  representative  of 
the  monarchy,  a  sum  of  twenty-five  millions  of  francs, 
which  formed  the  bulk  of  his  fortune.  There  were 
forty-five  millions  of  francs  divided  among  the  princes 
after  the  Franco- Prussian  War,  but  of  this  sum  the  Comte  de 
Paris  came  in  for  only  seven  or  eight  millions.  His  elder  son, 
the  late  Due  d'Orleans,  had  an  income  of  one  hundred  thou- 
sand francs  a  year,  to  which  two  hundred  and  fifty  thousand 
francs  more  is  now  added  as  head  of  the  house,  and  he  also  in- 
herits the  Chateau  d'Eu  in  Normandy  and  its  estates,  which 
are  being  made  very  productive.  The  magnificent  Spanish 
estate,  where  the  late  count  used  to  spend  his  winters,  passes 
to  the  younger  son,  the  Due  de  Montpensier. 

London,  September  12,  1894.  Piccadilly. 


OLD    FAVORITES. 


Rococo. 
Take  hands,  and  part  with  laughter  ; 

Touch  lips,  and  part  with  tears  ; 
Once  more  and  no  more  after, 

Whatever  comes  with  years. 
We  twain  shall  not  re-measure 

The  ways  that  left  us  twain. 
Nor  crush  the  lees  of  pleasure 

From  sanguine  grapes  of  pain. 

We  twain  once  well  in  sunder. 

What  will  the  mad  gods  do 
For  hate  with  me,  I  wonder, 

Or  what  for  love  with  you  ? 
Forget  them  till  November, 

And  dream  there's  April  yet ; 
Forget  that  I  remember, 

And  dream  that  I  forget. 

Time  found  our  tired  love  sleeping, 

And  kissed  away  his  breath  ; 
But  what  should  we  do  weeping, 

Though  light  love  sleep  to  death  ? 
We  have  drained  his  lips  at  leisure, 

Till  there's  not  left  to  drain 
A  single  sob  of  pleasure, 

A  single  throb  of  pain. 

Dream  that  the  lips  once  breathless 

Might  quicken  if  they  would  ; 
Say  that  the  soul  is  deathless  ; 

Dream  that  the  gods  are  good  ; 
Say  March  may  wed  September, 

And  time  divorce  regret  ; 
But  not  that  you  remember, 

And  not  that  I  forget. 

We  have  heard  from  hidden  places 

What  love  scarce  lives  and  hears  ; 
We  have  seen  on  fervent  faces 

The  pallor  of  strange"  tears  ; 
We  have  trod  the  wine-vat's  treasure, 

Whence,  ripe  to  steam  and  stain. 
Foams  round  the  feet  of  pleasure 

The  blood-red  must  of  pain. 

Remembrance  may  recover, 

And  time  bring  back  to  time 
The  name  of  your  first  lover. 

The  ring  of  my  first  rhyme  ; 
But  rose-leaves  of  December 

The  frosts  of  June  shall  fret, 
The  day  that  you  remember. 
The  day  that  I  forget. 

The  snake  that  hides  and  hisses 

In  heaven,  we  twain  have  known 
The  grief  of  cruel  kisses, 

The  joy  whose  mouth  makes  moan  ; 
The  pulse's  pause  and  measure, 

Where  in  one  furtive  vein 
Throbs  through  the  heart  of  pleasure 

The  purpler  blood  of  pain. 

We  have  done  with  tears  and  treasons, 

And  love  for  treason's  sake  ; 
Room  for  the  swift  new  seasons, 

The  years  that  burn  and  break. 
Dismantle  and  dismember 

Men's  days  and  dreams,  Juliette  ; 
For  love  may  not  remember, 

But  time  will  not  forget. 

Life  treads  down  love  in  flying. 

Time  withers  him  at  root  ; 
Bring  all  dead  things  and  dying, 

Reaped  sheaf  and  ruined  fruit, 
Where,  crushed  by  three  days'  pressure. 

Our  three  days'  love  lies  slain  ; 
And  earlier  leaf  of  pleasure, 

And  latter  flower  of  pain. 

Breathe  close  upon  the  ashes, 

It  may  be  flame  will  leap  ; 
Unclose  the  soft  close  lashes, 

Lift  up  the  lids  and  weep. 
Light  love's  extinguished  ember, 

Let  one  tear  leave  it  wet, 
For  one  that  you  remember, 

And  ten  that  you  forget. 

— Algernon  Charles  Swinburne. 


DRAMA    AND    SONG. 


Our  Correspondent  gossips  about   the   Lyric   and  Dramatic  Season 

in  New  York— The  New  Plays— The  Sad  Death  of 

Mme.  Fursch-Madi. 


The  leading  dramatic  event  of  the  week  has  been  the  pro- 
duction of  "The  Mem'  Wives  of  Windsor"  at  the  Star. 
Crane  played  Sir  John  Falstaff,  a  part  in  which  he  had  been 
seen  eight  years  ago  on  the  road.  From  the  artistic  stand- 
point he  was  perfection.  It  is  not  likely  that  we  shall  live  to 
see  the  fat  knight  better  played,  nor  has  Mr.  Crane  left  much 
opportunity  for  a  successor  to  improve  upon  his  conception. 

Sothern  is  playing  a  new  play  by  Jerome  K.  Jerome,  en- 
titled "The  Way  to  Win  a  Woman,"  at  the  Lyceum.  Mans- 
field is  doing  well  with  "Arms  and  the  Man"  at  the  Herald 
Square  Theatre  ;  people  are  discovering  that  there  are  novel 
thoughts  in  the  piece.  "The  Girl  I  Left  Behind  Me,"  which 
was  given  last  spring  at  the  Academy,  has  now  been  trans- 
ferred to  Harlem,  with  Blanche  Walsh  as  the  heroine,  while 
'Shenandoah"  holds  the  boards  at  the  Academy.  In 
both  plays  there  are  so  many  horses  on  the  stage  that  the 
theatres  look  like  hippodromes.  At  the  Fourteenth  Street, 
the  run  of  Clay  Greene's  piece,  "  Struck  Oil,"  has  come  to  a 
close.  At  the  Grand  Opera,  the  "  Black  Crook,"  with  a 
more  dazzling  Amazon  dance  than  ever,  is  drawing  crowds. 
A  new  comedy  by  Henry  Guy  Carleton,  entitled  "  Lem 
Kettle,"  was  produced  at  the  Bijou  on  Monday,  with  Tim 
Murphy  in  the  leading  part.  It  is  a  sentiment  piece,  with  a 
good  deal  of  pathos  ;  but  Murphy  does  his  share  well.  At 
Palmer's,  "New  Blood"  is  still  running  :  when  it  ceases  to 
draw,  it  will  be  succeeded  by  Augustus  Thomas's  new  piece, 
"The  Capital."  The  run  of  "  1492"  will  close  on  October 
1 2th,  with  its  four  hundred  and  fiftieth  representation. 

The  birds  of  song  are  beginning  to  wing  their  flight 
toward  New  York.  Next  week,  Mme.  Melba  and  the  prin- 
cipal members  of  the  Melba  Operatic  Concert  Company 
will  sail  from  Europe  to  begin  their  concert  season  in  this 
city,  which  is  to  precede  the  opera  season.  Scalchi  comes 
with  Melba,  and  likewise  the  young  basso,  Pol  Plancon,  of 
whom  great  things  are  expected.  The  orchestra  will  be  con- 
ducted by  Signor  Revignano.  The  first  concert  will  be 
given  on  October  10th.  Next  week  also  the  great  Tamagno 
will  arrive  en  route  for  the  City  of  Mexico,  where  he  opens 
on  October  16th.  This  time,  Tamagno  brings  his  daughter 
Margherita  with  him,  the  lovely  girl  whom  her  father 
recognized  when  her  mother  died,  and  who  has  since  stood 
in  the  way  of  all  the  marriages  which  the  tenor  had  planned. 
Tamagno  will  be  supported  in  the  City  of  Mexico  by  the 
stock  company,  which  is  said  to  be  good.  New  York 
musical  society  is  already  splitting  into  factions  over  De 
Reszk£  and  the  man  with  the  high  C. 

But  for  the  moment  both  are  plunged  into  grief  over  the 
entirely  unexpected  death  of  Mme.  Fursch-Madi,  which 
took  place  at  Plainfield,  N.  J.,  on  the  twentieth.  No  cir- 
cumstance was  wanting  to  complete  the  pathos  of  the  event. 
Mme.  Fursch-Madi  was  only  forty-seven  years  old,  and 
had  borne  an  unblemished  reputation.  She  married  in  her 
youth  the  conductor  of  the  Paris  Grand  Opera,  but  ob- 
tained a  divorce  from  him.  Her  second  husband,  M. 
Verli,  died  in  1S90.  About  a  year  ago,  she  married  M. 
Wurtz,  an  artist.  She  left  a  son  and  a  daughter.  In  the 
course  of  her  professional  life  she  had  always  occupied  the 
first  rank.  Verdi  wrote  "  Aida "  for  her,  and  she  created 
the  leading  parts  in  other  operas  which  are  popular.  When 
the  Thurber-Locke  combination  was  formed,  she  was  ap- 
pointed to  choose  the  female  singers — Mrs.  Thurber  had  an 
idea  that  there  were  fine  voices  in  the  throats  of  unknown 
persons  ;  and  for  several  hours  ever)7  day  Mme.  Fursch- 
Madi  sat  listening  to  the  attempts  of  strangers  to  sing  opera. 

Last  year  she  sang  here  in  opera,  but  toward  the  close  of 
the  season  she  showed  signs  of  weakness,  and  her  physicians 
ordered  her  to  take  a  rest.  It  was  supposed  that  she  had 
ample  means,  as  she  was  getting  four  hundred  dollars 
every  night  she  sang.  She  went  to  live  on  a  farm  eight 
miles  from  Plainfield,  near  the  residence  of  her  old  friend, 
Victor  Claudio.  The  house  was  a  plain,  two-story  frame, 
separated  from  the  road  by  some  distance  ;  she  had  no 
neighbors.  It  was  then  discovered  that  she  had  no  money. 
What  had  become  of  it  she  did  not  know,  but  it  was  gone. 
Half  a  dozen  pupils  were  secured  for  her  at  Plainfield,  but 
her  ailment  became  so  severe  that  she  was  soon  unable  to 
endure  the  ride.  With  her  in  the  house  were  her  husband, 
the  artist,  a  son  by  the  first  husband,  and  a  daughter  by  the 
second.  No  one  seems  to  have  visited  her  but  a  farmer  of 
the  neighborhood  and  his  wife.  Among  the  rich  people  who 
live  a  few  miles  from  Plainfield  it  would  have  been  easy  for 
her  to  get  pupils,  but  she  was  so  honest  that  she  would  not 
take  any  who,  as  she  said,  "  would  not  make  singers."  A 
doctor  was  sent  to  see  her  ;  he  pronounced  her  malady  to 
be  cancer,  and  of  the  rapid  kind.  She  sank  speedily,  in 
great  torture,  and  on  the  twentieth  she  died. 

Her  burial  was  pathetically  described  by  a  graphic  writer  : 

"Her  emaciated  form  was  placed  in  a  cloth-covered  coffin  and 
borne  out  of  the  door  by  her  husband  and  son  and  the  undertaker. 
An  old-fashioned  hearse,  to  which  were  harnessed  two  bony  horses, 
stood  before  the  door  awaiting  the  burden.  There  were  no  plumes, 
no  gloves,  no  mourning-bands,  only  the  plain  hearse  and  one  car- 
riage. The  little  procession  had  to  move  slowly  over  the  bad  road. 
Further  down  the  road  a  farmer  and  his  wife  joined  the  procession. 

"Later,  two  Plainfield  pupjls  in  a  carriage  appeared.  Thus  was 
formed  the  funeral  procession'of  the  woman  whose  voice  bad  charmed 
two  continents.  When  the  hearse  reached  the  door  of  the  Catholic 
Church  in  Plainfield  only  three  of  the  mourners  could  be  found  to 
act  as  pall-bearers,  and  the  undertaker  impressed  three  other  men 
standing  near  by. 

"  When  the  mass  was  about  to  be  begun  it  was  found  that  no  one 
was  present  in  the  cho»r  to  sing  the  responses.  Some  one  hurried 
out  and  secured  a  grocer's  clerk,  who  filled  the  r61e.  Absent  friends 
had  sent  bunches  of  roses  and  a  wreath  of  ivy  and  violets.  These 
were  piled  on  the  coffin  lid.  The  services  were  short.  About  eight 
minutes  were  required  by  the  priest  to  complete  them." 

Such  was  the  end  of  a  woman  who  had  delighted   *ho<> 
sands  and  had  amassed  three  fortunes. 
New  York,  September  29,  1894. 


6 


THE         ARGONAUT. 


October  8,  1894. 


THE    SAUNTERERS    OF    PARIS. 

Our  Correspondent  discusses  Two  Parisian  Types,  "the  Flaneurs" 

and   "  Badauds  "  —  Men   who   Loaf  and  Invite  their 

Souls— What  they  Do,  See,  and  Hear. 

Is  it  autumn?  Is  the  summer  really  over?  The  sun 
brightly  illuminates  the  parks  and  woods.  But  the  ladies 
have  donned  their  velvet  collets,  and  respectable  dogs  are 
beginning  to  wear  overcoats  when  they  accompany  their 
mistresses  in  their  hygienic  promenades.  Naturally  the 
men — fidelity  apart — imitate  the  dogs.  Still,  deceptive  as 
the  late  sun  may  be,  it  is  pleasant  in  these  fresh  autumnal 
days  to  "  loaf  and  invite  one's  soul "  in  the  streets  of  Paris 
or  along  the  asphalt  of  the  Boulevard  des  Italiens. 

Paris  is  an  ideal  city  for  the  invitation  of  one's  soul ;  it  is 
the  paradise  of  flaneurs,  of  all  who  invoke  to  guide  their 
steps  the  amiable  and  easy  muse  who  was  the  companion  of 
Sterne,  of  Sopffer,  of  Hoffman,  of  Xavier  de  Maistre,  of 
Nodier,  of  Horatius  Flaccus,  a  mighty  fldneur,  all  Roman 
as  he  was. 

The  French,  happily,  have  not  the  monopoly  of  lounging 
and  "  loafing,"  although  no  language  has  exact  equivalents 
for  the  words  fldneur  and  badaud.  But  in  no  country,  per- 
haps, is  the  art  so  well  understood  as  it  is  in  France,  and 
in  no  city  better  than  it  is  in  Paris. 

What  a  blessed  and  agreeable  thing  is  fldncrie,  and  how 
full  of  charms  and  seductions  is  the  occupation  of  the 
badaud!  An  idle  and  useless  occupation,  indeed,  some  will  \ 
object.  But  arguments  based  upon  the  consideration  of 
utility  do  not  enter  into  the  question  of  "loafing."  The 
flaneur  regards  life  from  a  point  of  view  of  his  own.  Be- 
sides, is  there  anything  absolutely  useful  on  this  earth  and  in 
this  life?  Has  any  philosopher  hitherto  shown  that  there  is 
any  use  in  living,  or  that  humanity  is  good  for  anything  ? 
Is  it  a  natural  or  a  pleasant  thing  for  a  man  to  be  obliged  to 
work  six,  eight,  ten,  twelve,  or  fourteen  hours  a  day  in  order 
to  obtain  the  food  necessary  to  prolong  the  chemical  trans- 
formation called  life?  Is  the  raging  and  howling  crowd 
that  assembles  each  day  at  the  Bourse  a  specimen  of  the 
fine  results  that  civilization  produces  ?  Is  the  bald-headed, 
wrinkled,  care-worn,  worried,  and  over-worked  father  of  a 
family  the  ideal  of  human  happiness  ?  Is  it  a  noble  occupa- 
tion for  man  to  cast  up  columns  of  figures  or  to  sell  candles 
and  mixed  pickles  over  a  mahogany  counter  ? 

Theophile  Gautier  was  not  of  this  opinion  when,  in  one 
of  his  prefaces  destined  to  astound  the  bourgeois,  he  said  : 
"The  most  becoming  occupation  for  a  civilized  man  seems 
to  me  to  do  nothing  or  to  smoke  analytically  his  pipe  or  his 
cigar.  I  esteem  highly,  too,  those  who  play  at  nine-pins  and 
those  who  make  good  verses."  Let  no  one,  therefore, 
speak  evil  of  the  flaneur,  for  it  is  not  given  to  all  to  "loaf" 
artlessly,  sincerely,  and  intelligently.  The  conscientious 
fldneur  who  fulfills  all  his  duties  scrupulously,  observing 
everything  and  remembering  everything,  leads  a  very  active 
and  fruitful  life — he  may  play  an  important  role  in  the  re- 
public of  art. 

It  was  "loafing"  about  Paris  that  Balzac  made  such 
precious  discoveries,  heard  so  many  mots,  unearthed  so 
many  types.  If  he  had  not  been  expert  in  the  art  expressed 
by  the  words  flaneur,  fidnotter,  fidnocher,  would  Gavarni 
have  produced  his  immense  and  profound  work?  If 
Grevin  had  not  been  a  fldneur,  could  he  have  produced,  day 
after  day,  those  charming  and  witty  sketches  that  are  known 
and  admired  in  all  the  capitals  of  the  world  ? 

Armed  with  umbrella  or  stick,  with  candid  soul  and  his 
hands  in  his  pocket,  the  flaneur  undertakes  interminable  expe- 
ditions in  the  streets  and  promenades  ;  following  his  nose, 
walking  without  thinking  of  going  anywhere  in  particular,  as 
Leon  Lafontaine,  the  fabulist,  used  to  do  when  he  set  out  for 
the  French  Academy  ;  stopping  at  each  shop  to  look  at  prints, 
at  each  street-comer  to  read  the  posters,  at  each  old  book- 
shop to  turn  over  the  volumes  ;  falling  into  a  circle  of  spec- 
tators around  a  performing  dog,  and  standing  there  ravished, 
fascinated,  transfigured  ;  listening  here  to  the  homily  of  a 
cheap-jack,  there  to  the  dithyrambs  of  a  conjuror,  following, 
if  need  be,  the  band  of  the  regiment  passing,  and  enjoying 
with  equal  good  faith  the  variations  of  a  barrel-organ.  I 
There  is  no  theory  of  fldnerie  ^  it  is  a  sweet  science  that 
comes  by  instinct,  lives  by  the  unforeseen,  and  bears  on  its 
flag  the  motto  of  the  Abbey  of  Thelema  :  "  Fais  ce  que 
veux." 

The  flaneur  is  not  identical  with  the  badaud.  The  fldneur 
observes  and  reflects,  or,  at  any  rate,  he  may  observe  and 
reflect  if  he  pleases,  for  he  is  always  in  full  possession  of  his 
individuality.  The  badaud,  like  the  "cockney,"  is  absorbed 
by  the  exterior  world  ;  under  the  influence  of  any  spectacle 
he  becomes  an  impersonal  being  ;  he  is  no  longer  a  man  ; 
he  is  the  public,  the  crowd. 

The  badaud — real,  true,  and  thorough-bred — is  an  honest 
man  or  an  honest  woman  ;  women,  however,  are  less  given 
to  badauderie  than  men,  probably  for  the  reason  that  their 
domestic  duties  keep  them  out  of  the  streets.  The  genuine 
badaud  has  an  ardent  and  artless  soul,  tending  to  reverie, 
to  passion,  to  tranquil  enthusiasm  ;  he  is  an  artist  by  in- 
stinct and  temperament ;  he  has  little  experience  of  life, 
and,  above  all,  he  is  free  from  disdain,  skepticism,  and 
morbid  pride.  With  all  these  qualities,  is  not  the  badaud 
worthy  of  the  admiration  and  esteem  of  all  right-minded 
people  ? 

We  have  sought  for  specimens  of  the  fldneur  among 
artists,  men  of  letters,  and  philosophers.  The  badaud  sim- 
ple is  to  be  looked  for  in  the  crowd,  among  the  ranks  of  the 
people.  Next  to  the  gamin,  who,  in  spite  of  his  precocious 
experience  and  ironical  incredulity,  still  possesses  the  candor 
of  admiration  and  the  fire  of  enthusiasm,  the  best  ex- 
ample of  the  Parisian  badaud  is  the  petit  rentier — a  man 
with  a  small  assured  income,  generally  a  former  shop-keeper 
or  a  retired  employee,  whose  great  care  in  life  is  to  pass  his 
Sine. 

Wherever  half  a  dozen  people  are  gathered  toeether  in 
Paris,  there  will  be  a  petit  rentier  among  them,  and  wherever 


there  is  a  crowd,  it  is  the  petit  rentier  who  questions  his 
neighbor,  relates  the  details  to  the  new-comers,  explains  the 
matter  to  the  policeman.  At  dinner-time,  happy  not  to  have 
lost  his  day,  he  will  repeat  the  whole  story  to  his  maid- 
servant, and  after  dinner  he  will  present  the  dame  de 
comptoir  of  his  cafe  with  a  new  and  revised  edition  of  the 
history  of  the  same  events. 

Everything  is  fish  that  comes  to  the  net  of  the  badaud: 
a  masker,  a  dead  dog,  a  horse  waiting  for  the  too  tardy 
arrival  of  the  knacker,  a  cook-boy  who  has  slipped  down  on 
a  piece  of  orange-peel  and  let  the  vol-au-vent  fall  disas- 
trously into  the  gutter,  two  men  quarreling,  a  thief,  the 
funeral  of  a  celebrated  man,  a  display  of  fire-works,  a  revo- 
lution, a  fire. 

The  badaud  is  intrepid  and  brave  ;  in  order  to  see  a  bar- 
ricade, he  will  risk  his  life  blindly.  He  is  ferocious,  and  is 
attracted  invariably  by  bloodshed  and  death,  by  an  assassin- 
ation, and  by  the  morgue.  If  he  can  not  see  the  criminal 
or  the  victim,  he  will  go  to  see  the  place  where  the  crime 
was  committed  or  where  the  disaster  took  place.  After 
Tropmann's  crime,  all  Paris  went  out  to  see  Pantin  ;  after 
the  anarchist  attempt  at  the  Hotel  Terminus  last  spring,  all 
Paris  went  to  see  the  ruins. 

The  crowd  that  assembled  for  a  week  around  the  ruins  of 
the  Terminus  Cafe  contained  types  of  all  kinds  of  badauds  : 
the  nomad  badaud — retired  shop-keeper,  idle  apprentice,  loaf- 
ing employee ;  the  sedentary  badaud — grocer,  chemist, 
butcher,  baker,  concierge;  the  timid  badaud,  who  burns  to 
know  what  is  going  on,  but  does  not  dare  to  ask  ;  the  im- 
portant and  consequential  badaud,  who  questions  the  police 
with  an  air  of  authority.  But  this  latter  type  is  not  a  true 
badaud ;  the  artlessness  and  simplicity  of  the  golden  age, 
which  the  genuine  badaud  should  possess,  are  incompatible 
with  an  authoritative  and  imposing  air. 

Littre  says  that  badaud  is  derived  from  the  provencal 
badau,  which  signifies  "silliness,"  while  the  Encyclopedic 
Larousse  adds  that  badau  and  its  derivations  come  from  a 
Celtic  root,  bada,  meaning  to  speak  and  act  like  a  madman. 
But  Larousse  was  a  materialist  who  was  incapable  of  com- 
prehending the  poetry  of  badauderie,  and  Littre"s  cruel 
etymology  is  that  of  a  man  who  never  "  loafed."  We  may 
console  ourselves  with  the  thought  that  if  Rabelais  and 
Mercier  had  not  been  observing  and  reflecting  badauds,  or, 
in  other  words,  flaneurs,  they  would  not  have  written,  the 
former  his  immortal  satires,  the  latter  his  ingenious 
"  Tableau  de  Paris."  DORSEY. 

Paris,  September  10,  1894. 


said 


TWO    FRIENDS    AND    A    WOMAN. 

The    Story    of   Hall     Caine's    Masterpiece,     "  The    Manxman " — A 

Vicarious  Wooer  who  Won  the  Woman  for  Himself — 

The  Battles  of  Love  and  Ambition. 

There  have  been  very  few  novels  in  the  past  twenty  years 
that  have  been  received  with  such  a  universal  and  immediate 
pasan  of  praise  from  the  English  critics  as  has  greeted  Hall 
Caine's  second  story  of  the  Manx  people,  and  the  American 
press  is  now  echoing  the  cry  on  this  side  the  ocean.  The 
London  Literary  World  says  "  '  The  Manxman  I  confirms 
the  author's  claim  to  rank  among  the  first  novelists  of  the 
day."  The  Daily  News  says  "  it  is  difficult  not  to  speak 
with  what  may  seem  indiscriminate  praise"  of  it.  The 
Liverpool  Post  calls  it  "  a  work  such  as  only  a  great  story- 
teller could  imagine"  and  "  a  really  great  novel."  The  Lon- 
don A cademy  declares  it  "a  noble  contribution  to  the  en- 
richment of  English  fiction."  The  Edinburgh  Scotsman 
says  it  is  "the  most  powerful  story  that  has  been  written  in 
the  present  generation."  And  so  it  goes.  Gladstone  wrote 
to  the  author,  expressing  his  admiration,  only  a  few  hours 
after  the  book  had  been  issued. 

The  story  might  have  for  its  text  "What  shall  it  profit  a 
man  if  he  gain  the  whole  world  and  lose  his  own  soul  ?  " 
There  are  three  principal  personages  :  Philip  Christian,  son 
of  a  man  who  had  married  beneath  him  and  been  dragged 
down  by  the  misalliance,  and  has  implanted  in  his  son  a 
great  ambition  to  retrieve  the  fallen  fortunes  of  his  house  ; 
Pete  Quilliam,  son  of  Philip's  uncle  and  a  peasant  girl 
whom  he  had  never  married  ;  and  Kate  Creegan,  whom 
they  both  love.  She  promises  to  marry  Pete,  and  he  goes 
off  to  South  Africa  to  make  a  fortune  for  her,  leaving 
Philip  to  guard  her  for  him,  according  to  a  strange  custom 
that  still  obtains  in  the  Isle  of  Man.  The  trust  is  imposed 
and  accepted  in  this  scene  : 

"  Phil,  there's  one  turn  more  I'll  ask  of  you,  and,  if  it's  the  last, 
it's  the  biggest." 

"  What  is  it?" 

"There's  Kate,  you  know.  Keep  an  eye  on  the  girl  while  I'm 
away.  Take  a  slieu  round  now  and  then,  and  put  a  sight  on  her. 
She'll  not  give  a  skute  at  the  heirs  the  ould  man's  telling  of;  but 
them  young  drapers  and  druggists,  they'll  plague  the  life  out  of  the 
girl.  Bate  them  off,  Phil.  They're  not  worth  a  fudge  with  their 
fists.  But  don't  use  no  violence.  Just  duck  the  dandy-divils  in  the 
harbor — that'll  do." 

"  No  harm  shall  come  to  her  while  you  are  away." 

"Swear  to  it,  Phil.  Your  word's  your  bond,  I  know  that;  but 
give  me  your  hand  and  swear  to  it — it'll  be  more  surer." 

Philip  gave  his  hand  and  his  oath,  and  then  tried  to  turn  away,  for 
he  knew  that  his  face  was  reddening. 

"  Wait  1  There's  another  while  your  hand's  in,  Phil.  Swear  that 
nothing  and  nobody  shall  ever  come  between  us  two." 

"  You  know  nothing  ever  will." 

"  But  swear  to  it,  Phil.  There's  bad  tongues  going,  and  it'll  make 
me  more  aisier.  Whatever  they  do,  whatever  they  say,  friends  and 
brothers  to  the  last  ?  " 

Philip  fell  a  bu/,/.ing  in  his  head,  and  he  was  so  dizzy  that  he  could 
hardly  stand,  but  he  took  the  second  oath  also. 

Philip  strives  to  fulfill  his  trust,  but  the  inevitable  happens. 
The  author  paints  this  bold  scene  : 

Her  gayety  shaded  off  into  melancholy,  and  her  melancholy  burst 
into  wild  gayety  again.  The  night  had  come  down,  the  moon  had 
risen,  the  stars  had  appeared.  She  crept  closer  to  Philip's  side,  and 
began  to  toil  him  the  story  of  a  witch.  They  were  near  to  the  house 
the  witch  had  lived  in.  There  it  was — that  roofless  cottage — that 
tholthan  under  the  deep  trees  like  a  dungeon. 

"  Have  you  never  heard  of  her,  Philip  ?  No  ?  The  one  they  call 
the  Deemster's  lady  ?" 


"What  Deemster?"  said  Philip. 

"  This  one,  Deemster  Mylrea,  who  is  said  to  be  dying." 

"He   is   dying;   he   is  killing  himself;   I  saw  him   to-day, 
Philip. 

"  Well,  she  was  the  blacksmith's  daughter,  and  he  left  her,  and  she 
went  mad  and  cursed  him,  and  said  she  was  his  wife  though  they 
hadn't  been  to  church,  and  he  should  never  marry  anybody  else. 
Then  her  father  turned  her  out,  and  she  came  up  here  all  alone,  and 
there  was  a  baby,  and  they  were  saying  she  killed  it,  and  everybody 
was  afraid  of  her.  And  all  the  time  her  boy  was  making  himself  a 
great,  great  man,  until  he  got  to  be  Deemster.  But  he  never  mar- 
ried— never — though  times  and  times  people  were  putting  this  lady 
on  him  and  then  that  ;  but  when  they  told  the  witch,  she  only 
laughed  and  said  :  '  Let  him,  he'il  get  lave  enough  ! '  At  last  she 
was  old,  and  going  on  two  sticks,  and  like  to  die  any  day,  and  then 
he  crept  out  of  his  big  house  unknown  to  any  one,  and  stole  up  here 
to  the  woman's  cottage.  And  when  she  saw  the  old  man,  she  said  : 
'  So  you've  come  at  last,  boy  ;  but  you've  been  keeping  me  long, 
bogh,  you've  been  keeping  me  long.'  And  then  she  died.  Wasn't 
that  strange  ?  " 

Her  dark  eyes  looked  up  at  him  and  her  mouth  quivered. 

"  Was  it  witchcraft,  then  ?  "  said  Philip. 

"  Oh,  no  ;  it  was  onlv  because  he  was  her  husband.  That  was  the 
hold  she  had  of  him.  He  was  tempted  away  by  a  big  house  and  a 
big  name,  but  he  had  to  come  back  to  her.  AndJt's  the  same  with 
a  woman.  Once  a  girl  is  the  wife  of  somebody,  she  must  cling  to 
him,  and  if  she  is  ever  false  she  must  return.  Something  compels 
her.  That's  if  she's  really  his  wife — really,  truly.  How  beautiful, 
isn't  it  ?    Isn't  it  beautiful  ?  " 

"  Do  you  think  that,  Kate  ?  Do  you  think  a  man,  like  a  woman, 
would  cling  the  closer  ?  " 

"  He  couldn't  help  himself,  Philip." 

Philip  tried  to  say  it  was  only  a  girl's  morality,  but  her  confidence 
shamed  him.  She  slipped  her  moist  fingers  into  his  hand  again. 
They  were  close  by  the  deserted  tholthan,  and  she  was  creeping 
nearer  and  nearer  to  his  side.  A  bat  swirled  above  their  heads  and 
she  made  a  faint  cry.  Then  a  cat  shot  from  under  a  gooseberry-bush 
and  she  gave  a  little  scream.  She  was  breathing  irregularly.  He 
could  smell  the  perfume  of  her  fallen  hair.  He  was  in  agony  of 
pain  and  delight.  His  heart  was  leaping  in  his  bosom  ;  his  eyes 
were  burning. 

"  She's  right,"  he  thought ;  "  love  is  best.  It  is  everything.  It  is 
the  crown  of  life.  Shall  I  give  it  up  for  the  Dead  Sea  fruit  of 
worldly  success?  Think  of  the  Deemster!  Wifeless,  childless,  liv- 
ing solitary,  dying  alone,  unregretted.  unmourned.  What  is  the 
wickedness  you  are  plotting  ?  Your  father  is  dead,  you  can  do  him 
neither  good  nor  harm.  This  girl  is  alive.  She  loves  you.  Love 
her.     Let  the  canting  hypocrites  prate  as  they  will." 

She  had  disengaged  her  hand,  and  was  creeping  away  from  him 
in  the  half  darkness,  treading  softly,  and  going  off  like  a  gleam. 

"  Kate  I  "  he  called. 

He  heard  her  laughter  ;  he  heard  the  drowsy  hum  of  the  gill  ;  he 
could  smell  the  warm  odor  of  the  gorse  bushes. 

"  But  this  is  madness,"  he  thought  ;  "  this  is  the  fever  of  an  hour. 
Yield  now,  and  I  am  ruined  for  life.  The  girl  has  come  between  me 
and  my  aims,  my  vows,  my  work — everything.  She  has  tempted  roe, 
and  I  am  as  weak  as  water." 

"Kate  I" 

She  did  not  answer. 

"Come  here  this  moment,  Kate.  I  have  something  to  say  to 
you." 

"  Bite  !"  she  said,  coming  back  and  holding  an  apple  to  his  lips, 
She  had  plucked  it  in  the  overgrown  garden. 

"  Listen  !     I'm  leaving  Ramsey  for  good — don't  intend  to  practii 
in  the  northern  courts  any  longer — settling  in  Douglas — best  worl 
lies  there,  you  see — worst  of  it  is — we  shan't  meet  again  soon- 
very  soon,  you  know — not  for  years,  perhaps " 

He  began  by  stammering,  and  went  on  stuttering,  blurting  out 
his  words,  and  trembling  at  the  sound  of  his  own  voice. 

"  Philip,  you  must  not  go  !  "  she  cried. 

"  I'm  sorry,  Kate,  very  sorry.  Shall  always  remember  so  tenderly 
— not  to  say  fondly — the  happy  boy  and  girl  days  together." 

"  Philip,  Philip,  you  must  not  go — you  can  not  go — you  shall  not 
go  I" 

He  could  see  her  bosom  heaving  under  her  loose  red  bodice.  She 
took  hold  of  his  arm  and  dragged  at  it. 

"Won't  you  spare  me  ?  Will  you  shame  me  to  death?  Must  I 
tell  you?  If  you  won't  speak,  /  will.  You  can  not  leave  me,  Philip, 
because — because — what  do  I  care  ? — because  I  love  you  !  " 

"  Don't  say  that,  Kate  !  " 

"  I  love  you,  Philip — I  love  you — I  love  you  !  " 

"  Would  to  God  I  had  never  been  born  !  " 

"  But  I  will  show  you  how  sweet  it  is  to  be  alive.  Take  me,  take 
me — I  am  yours  1  " 

Her  upturned  face  seemed  to  flash.  He  staggered  like  one  seized 
with  giddiness.  It  was  a  thing  of  terror  to  behold  her.  Still  he 
struggled.    "  Though  apart,  we  shall  remember  each  other,  Kale." 

"  I  don't  want  to  remember.     I  want  to  have  you  with  me." 

"  Our  hearts  will  always  be  together." 

"  Come  to  me,  then,  Philip,  come  to  me  1  " 

"The  purest  part  of  our  hearts — our  souls " 

"  But  I  want  you  !  Will  you  drive  a  girl  to  shame  herself  again  ? 
1  want_y<?a,  Philip  !  I  want  your  eyes  that  I  may  see  them  every  day, 
and  your  hair,  that  I  may  feel  it  with  my  hands,  and  your  lips — can  I 
help  it? — yes,  and  your  lips,  that  I  may  kiss  and  kiss  them  !  " 

"Kate!  Kate  I  Turn  your  eyes  away.  Don't  look  at  me  like 
that ! " 

She  was  fighting  for  her  life.     It  was  to  be  now  or  never. 

"  If  you  won't  come  to  me,  I'll  go  to  you  I  "  she  cried,  and  then 
she  sprang  upon  him  and  all  grew  confused  ;  the  berries  of  the  night- 
shade whipped  his  forehead,  and  the  moon  and  the  stars  went  out. 

"  My  love  !     My  darling  !     My  girl  1 " 

"  You  won't  go  now  ?  "  she  sobbed. 

"  God  forgive  me,  I  can  not." 

"  Kiss  me.  I  feci  your  heart  beating.  You  are  mine — mine — mine  ! 
Say  you  won't  go  now  !  " 

"  God  forgive  us  both  !  " 

"  Kiss  me  again,  Philip  !  Don't  despise  me  that  I  love  you  belter 
than  myself !  " 

She  was  weeping,  she  was  laughing,  her  heart  was  throbbing  up  to 
her  throat.  And  the  next  moment  she  had  broken  from  his  embrace 
and  was  gone. 

"  Kate  !     Kate  !  " 

Her  voice  came  from  the  tholthan. 

"  Philip  I" 

When  a  good  woman  falls  from  honor,  is  it  merely  that  she  is  a 
victim  of  momentary  intoxication,  of  stress  of  passion,  of  the  fevei 
of  instinct  ?  No.  It  is  mainly  that  she  is  a  slave  of  the  sweetest, 
tenderest,  most  spiritual,  and  pathetic  of  all  human  fallacies — the 
fallacy  that  by  giving  herself  to  the  man  she  loves  she  attaches  him 
to  herself  forever.  This  is  the  real  betrayer  of  nearly  all  good 
women  who  are  betrayed.  It  lies  at  the  root  of  tens  of  thousands  ol 
the  cases  that  make  up  the  merciless  story  of  man's  sin  and  woman'! 
weakness.  Alas  I  it  is  only  the  woman  who  clings  the  closer.  Th« 
impulse  of  the  man  is  to  draw  apart.  He  must  conquer  it  or  he  i! 
lost.  Such  is  the  old  cruel  difference  and  inequality  of  man  anc 
woman  as  nature  made  them — the  old  trick,  the  old  tragedy. 

But  Philip's  ambition — it  is  partly  a  filial  desire  to  re 
trieve  his  father's  wrecked  life — joins  with  the  remnants  Ol 
his  sense  of  duty  and  loyalty,  and  he  tries  to  break  wif 
Kate.  Pete  comes  back  to  claim  his  bride,  and  his  i: 
patience  and  Philip's  dilatoriness  hurry  the  girl  into  a  worst 
than  loveless  marriage.  But  her  child  is  Philip's  child,  anc 
in  time  she  can  endure  her  secret  and  her  longing  for  the 
man  she  loves  no  longer.  She  tells  Philip,  and  he  takes  he» 
from  her  husband's  house. 

Meanwhile  Philip's  ambition  is  being  sated  with  success 
He  becomes  Deemster,  and  is  honored  by  all  who  know 
him — except  himself — for  his  double  life  is  hidden  from  al 
the  world.  But  when  the  governorship  of  the  island — th< 
highest  honor  in  the  land — is  offered  him,  the  strain  become; 


October  S,  1894. 


THE        ARGONAUT. 


too  great,  and  he  determines  on  public  confession  of  his  sin. 
This  scene  is  narrated  in  the  following  words  : 

There  was  a  flash  of  faces,  a  waft  of  perfume,  a  flutter  of  pocket- 
handkerchiefs,  and  a  deafening  reverberation.  Philip  was  in  the 
court-house. 

It  was  remarked  that  his  face  was  fearfully  worn,  and  that  it 
looked  the  whiter  for  the  white  wig  above  it  and  the  black  gown  be- 
neath. His  large  eyes  flamed  as  with  fire.  "The  sword  too  keen 
for  the  scabbard."  whispered  somebody. 

Philip  took  his  customary  place  as  Deemster.  He  was  then  at  the 
right  of  the  governor,  the  bishop  being  on  the  left.  The  cheers  that 
had  greeted  Philip  on  his  entrance  ended  with  the  clapping  of  hands, 
and  died  off  like  a  wave  falling  back  from  the  shingle.  Then  he 
rose  and  turned  to  the  governor. 

"I  do  not  know  if  you  are  aware,  your  excellency,  that  this  is 
Deemster's  court-day  ?  " 

The  governor  smiled,  and  a  titter  went  round  the  court.  "  We 
will  dispense  with  that,"  he  said  ;  "  we  have  better  business  this 
morning." 

"  Excuse  me,  your  excellency,"  said  Philip  ;  "  I  am  still  Deemster. 
With  your  leave  we  will  do  everything  according  to  rule." 

There  was  a  slight  pause,  a  questioning  look,  then  a  cold  answer. 
"  Of  course,  if  you  wish  it,  but  your  sense  of  duty " 

The  ladies  in  the  galleries  had  ceased  to  flutter  their  fans,  and  the 
members  of  the  House  of  Keys  were  shifting  in  their  seats  in  the 
well  below.  The  clerk  of  the  Deemster's  court  pushed  through  to 
the  space  beneath  the  bench.  "  There  is  only  one  case,  your  honor," 
he  whispered  up. 

"  Speak  out,  sir,"  said  Philip.     "  What  case  is  it  ?  " 

The  clerk  gave  an  informal  answer.  It  was  the  case  of  the  young 
woman  who  bad  attempted  her  life  at  Ramsey,  and  had  been  kept  at 
her  majesty's  pleasure. 

"  How  long  has  she  been  in  prison  ?  " 

"  Seven  weeks,  your  honor." 

"  Give  me  the  book  and  I  will  sign  her  release." 

The  book  was  handed  to  the  bench.  Philip  signed  it,  handed  it 
back,  and  said,  with  his  face  to  the  jailor  :  "  But  keep  her  until  some- 
body conies  to  fetch  her." 

There  had  been  a  cold  silence  during  these  proceedings.  When 
they  were  over,  the  ladies  breathed  freely.  "You  remember  the 
case — left  her  husband  and  little  child — divorced  since,  I'm  told — a 
worthless  person."  "Ah,  yes  !  Wasn't  she  first  tried  the  day  the 
Deemster  fell  ill  in  court  ?"     "  Men  are  too  tender." 

Philip  has  risen.  "  Your  excellency,  I  have  done  the  last  of  my 
duties  as  Deemster."  His  voice  had  hoarsened.  He  was  a  worn  and 
stricken  figure. 

The  ex-governor's  warmth  had  been  somewhat  cooled  by  the  unex- 
pected interruption.  Nevertheless,  he  rose  with  a  smile.  At  the 
same  moment  the  clerk  of  the  rolls  stepped  up  and  laid  two  books 
on  the  desk  before  him — a  New  Testament  in  a  tattered  binding  and 
the  "  Liber  Juramentorum,"  the  Book  of  Oaths. 

"  The  regret  I  feel,"  said  the  ex-governor,  "  and  feel  increasingly, 
day  by  day,  at  the  severance  of  the  ties  which  have  bound  me  to  this 
beautiful  island  is  tempered  by  the  satisfaction  I  experience  that  the 
choice  of  my  successor  has  fallen  upon  one  whom  I  know  to  be  a 
gentleman  of  powerlul  intellect  and  stainless  honor.  He  will  pre- 
serve that  autonomous  independence  which  has  come  down  to  you 
from  a  remote  antiquity,  at  the  same  time  that  he  will  uphold  the 
fidelity  of  a  people  who  have  always  been  loyal  to  the  crown.  I  pray 
that  the  blessing  of  Almighty  God  may  attend  his  administration, 
and  that,  if  the  time  ever  comes  when  he,  too,  shall  stand  in  the 
position  I  occupy  to-day,  he  may  have  recollections  as  lively  of  the 
support  and  kindness  he  has  met  with,  and  regrets  as  deep  at  his 
separation  from  the  little  Manx  nation  which  he  leaves  behind." 

Then  the  governor  took  the  staff  of  office  and  gave  the  signal  for 
rising.  Everybody  rose.  "And  now,  sir."  he  said,  turning  to 
Philip  with  a  smile,  "  to  do  everything,  as  you  say,  according  to  rule, 
let  us  first  take  her  majesty's  commission  of  your  appointment." 

There  was  a  moment's  pause,  and  then  Philip  said,  in  a  cold,  clear 
voice  : 

"Your  excellency,  I  have  no  commission.  The  commission  which 
I  received  I  have  returned.  I  have,  therefore,  no  right  to  be  installed 
as  governor.  Also,  I  have  resigned  my  office  as  Deemster,  and, 
though  my  resignation  has  not  yet  been  accepted,  I  am,  in  reality,  no 
longer  in  the  service  of  the  state." 

The  people  looked  at  the  speaker  with  eyes  that  were  full  of  the 
stupefaction  of  surprise. 

"  Gentlemen  of  the  Council  and  of  the  Keys,"  continued  Philip,  "you 
will  think  you  have  assembled  to  see  a  man  take  a  leap  into  an  abyss 
more  dark  than  death.  That  is  as  it  may  be.  You.  have  a  right  to 
an  explanation,  and  I  am  here  to  make  it.  What  I  have  done  has 
been  at  the  compulsion  of  conscience.  I  am  not  worthy  of  the  office 
I  hold,  still  less  of  the  office  that  is  offered  me. 

"  Do  not  think  that  I  am  dealing  in  vague  self-depreciation.  I 
should  have  preferred  not  to  speak  more  exactly,  but  what  must  be, 
must  be.  Your  excellency  says  my  honor  is  spotless.  Would  to 
God  it  were  so  ;  but  it  is  deeply  stained  with  sin  I  " 

He  stopped,  made  an  effort  to  begin  afresh,  and  stopped  again. 
Then,  in  a  low  tone,  with  measured  utterance,  amid  breathless 
silence,  he  said  :  "  1  have  lived  a  double  life.  Beneath  the  life  that 
you  have  seen  there  has  been  another — God  only  knows  how  full  of 
wrong-doing,  and  disgrace,  and  shame.  It  is  no  part  of  my  duty  to 
involve  others  in  this  confession.  Let  it  be  enough  that  my  career 
has  been  built  on  falsehood  and  robbery  ;  that  I  have  deceived  the 
woman  who  loved  me  with  her  heart  of  hearts,  and  robbed  the  man 
who  would  have  trusted  me  with  his  soul.  .  .  . 

"  The  moment  came  when  I  had  to  sit  in  judgment  on  my  own 
sin,  the  moment  when  she  who  had  lost  her  honor  in  trusting  to 
mine  stood  in  the  dock  before  me.  I,  who  had  been  the  first  cause 
of  her  misfortunes,  sat  on  the  bench  as  her  judge.  She  is  now  in 
prison  and  1  am  here.  The  same  law  which  has  punished  her  failing 
with  infamy  has  advanced  me  to  power." 

There  was  an  icy  quiet  in  the  court,  such  as  comes  with  the  first 
gleam  of  the' dawn.  By  that  quick  instinct  which  takes  possession  of 
a  crowd  at  great  moments,  the  people  understood  everything — the 
impurity  of  the  character  that  had  seemed  so  pure,  the  nullity  of  the 
life  that  had  seemed  so  noble. 

"  When  I  asked  myself  what  there  was  left  to  me  to  do,  I  could  see 
but  one  thing.  It  was  impossible  to  go  on  administering  justice,  be- 
ing myself  unjust  and  remembering  that  higher  bar  before  which  I, 
too,  was  yet  to  stand.  I  must  cease  to  be  Deemster.  But  that  was 
only  my  protection  against  the  future,  not  my  punishment  for  the 
past.  I  could  not  surrender  myself  to  any  earthly  court,  because  I 
was  guilty  of  no  crime  against  earthly  law.  The  law  can  not  take  a 
man  into  the  court  of  the  conscience.  He  must  take  himself 
there." 

He  stopped  again  and  then  said,  quietly  :  "  My  sentence  is  this 
open  confession  of  my  sin  and  renunciation  of  the  worldly  advan- 
tages which  have  been  bought  by  the  suffering  of  others." 

The  last  sight  we  have  of  this  couple,  whose  sin  and 
whose  suffering  were  so  great,  is  this  : 

Half  an  hour  later  the  keep,  the  court-yard,  and  the  passage  to  the 
portcullis  were  filled  with  an  immense  crowd.  Ladies  thronged  the 
two  flights  of  external  steps  to  the  prisoner's  chapel  and  the  council 
chamber.  Men  had  climbed  as  high  as  to  the  battlements  and  were 
looking  down  over  the  wails.  Alt  eyes  were  on  the  door  to  the 
debtors  side  of  the  prison. 

The  door  opened,  and  Philip  and  Kate  came  out.  There  was  no 
other  exit  and  they  must  have  taken  it.  He  was  holding  her  firmly 
by  the  hand  and  half-leading,  half-drawing  her  along.  Under  the 
weight  of  so  many  eyes,  her  head  was  held  down  ;  but  those  who 
were  near  enough  to  see  her  face  knew  that  her  shame  was  swallowed 
up  in  happiness  and  her  fear  in  love.  Philip  was  like  a  man  trans- 
figured. The  extreme  pallor  of  his  cheeks  was  gone,  his  step  was 
firm,  and  his  face  was  radiant.  It  was  the  common  remark  that  never 
before  had  he  looked  so  strong,  so  buoyant,  so  noble.  This  was  the 
hour  of  his  triumph,  not  that  within  the  walls  ;  this,  when  his  sin  was 
confessed,  when  conscience  had  no  power  to  appall  him,  when  the 
world  and  the  pride  of  the  world  were  beneath  his  feet,  and  he  was 
going  forth  from  a  prison  cell,  hand  in  hand  with  the  fallen  woman 
by  his  side,  to  face  the  future  with  their  bankrupt  fives. 

And  she  ?  She  was  sharing  his  fiery  ordeal.  Before  her  outraged 
sisters  and  all  the  world  she  was  walking  with  him  in  the  depth  of  his 


humiliation,  at  the  height  of  his  conquest,  at  the  climax  of  his  shame 
and  glory. 

Once  for  a  moment  she  halted  and  stumbled  as  if  under  the  hot 
breath  beating  upon  her  head.  But  he  put  his  arm  about  her,  and  in 
a  moment  she  was  strong.  The  sun  dipped  down  from  the  great 
tower  on  to  his  upturned  face,  and  his  eyes  were  glistening  through 
their  tears. 

This  is  but  a  rough  outline  of  an  intensely  interesting 
story  of  more  than  five  hundred  pages.  We  have  been 
compelled  by  lack  of  space  to  omit  the  figure  of  Pete,  who 
is  quite  as  prominent  an  actor  in  the  plot  as  the  other  two, 
and  whose  simple,  true,  and  grandly  self-sacrificing  nature  is 
probably  unique  in  fiction  ;  Tolstoi  and  Dickens  have  ap- 
proached him,  but  he  has  never  been  given  to  the  life  before. 
Then  there  is  that  delightful  old  hypocrite,  Caesar  Creegan, 
a  character  that  will  live  as  the  prototype  of  its  kind. 
These  and,  indeed,  all  the  other  personages  who  fill  up  the 
stage  are  not  life-like,  but  life  itself — beings  of  flesh  and 
blood  whom  the  reader  soon  seems  to  have  lived  among  and 
to  know  intimately.  The  action  being  in  the  Isle  of  Man, 
there  is,  of  course,  not  a  small  proportion  of  dialect,  but 
this  is  not  hard  to  master,  and  the  locale  gives  opportunity 
to  bring  in  many  customs  and  habits  of  the  Manx  nation 
that  add  a  new  and  picturesque  charm  to  a  novel  of  intense 
human  interest. 

Published  by  D.  Appleton  <S:  Co.,  New  York  ;  price,  $1.50. 


EDITORIAL    NOTES. 

The  Democratic  Municipal  Convention  broke  up  with  the 
usual  Democratic  row.  At  the  end,  Chairman  Deuprey  had 
to  be  rescued  by  a  squad  of  police  from  threatened  violence 
at  the  hands  of  the  squabbling  Jeffersonians  from  Tar  Flat. 
But  aside  from  a  few  black  eyes  and  several  gentlemen  with 
slightly  spoiled  faces,  no  damage  was  done.  It  is  a  favorite 
remark  among  the  unterrified  that  a  fight  in  a  Democratic 
convention  always  presages  victory.  In  this  case  they  will 
find  that  the  fight  was  futile. 


The  Non-Partisans  have  nominated  Mr.  Anton  Roman 
for  recorder.  It  is  an  excellent  nomination.  Mr.  Roman 
is  one  of  the  best-known  citizens  of  San  Francisco.  He  has 
for  years  been  associated  with  the  book-selling  and  publish- 
ing interests.  He  was  the  founder  of  the  old  Overland 
Monthly  when  Bret  Harte  was  its  editor.  He  would  make 
an  excellent  recorder,  and  any  one  may  vote  for  him  with  the 
utmost  confidence  as  to  his  integrity  and  ability. 


The  nomination  of  L.  R.  EUert  to  succeed  himself  as 
mayor  will  probably  result  in  his  election,  as  he  is  on  both 
the  Republican  and  Non-Partisan  tickets.  Two  years  ago 
this  journal  did  not  support  him,  as  there  was  a  good  man  at 
the  head  of  the  Republican  municipal  ticket,  and,  other  things 
being  equal,  we  prefer  to  support  the  Republican  nominee. 
But  Mr.  Ellert  has  made  a  good  mayor.  He  has  made 
some  mistakes,  but  he  is  an  honest  man,  and  has  the  inter- 
ests of  the  city  at  heart.  Our  readers  will  make  no  mis- 
take in  voting  for  him. 

There  has  been  a  good  deal  of  talk  among  the  Non-Partisan 
organs  about  "bossism"  in  the  other  conventions,  but  there 
has  been  nothing  to  equal  the  flagrant  bossism  in  their  own. 
Being  a  smaller  convention,  it  was  more  easily  handled.  The 
very  worthy  gentlemen  who  composed  it  would  doubtless 
deny  this,  but  the  people  believe  it.  At  the  last  moment  it 
was  discovered  that  there  were  only  "  capitalists "  among 
the  delegates,  so  a  few  horny-handed  persons  were  dug  up 
and  rung  in  to  give  the  convention  color.  But  the  fact  re- 
mains that  a  convention  of  several  hundred  men,  elected  at 
primaries  no  matter  how  conducted,  is  a  little  nearer  to  the 
people  than  a  convention  of  some  scores  of  wealthy  gentle- 
men appointed  in  a  back  room. 


The  Non-Partisan  convention  started  in  with  the  declara- 
tion that  they  intended  to  renominate  present  incumbents 
who  had  worthily  filled  their  offices.  Why,  then,  did  they 
not  nominate  William  S.  Barnes  for  district  attorney?  It 
is  admitted  on  every  hand  that  Mr.  Barnes  has  carried  out. 
the  duties  of  his  office  with  ability,  integrity',  and  zeal. 
Why,  then,  was  he  not  renominated  ?  There  is  nothing  to 
be  said  against  Mr.  Barclay  Henley,  but  all  alleged  in  his 
favor  was  that  he  was  foreman  of  the  Wallace  grand  jury, 
that  terror  to  evil-doers.  Yet  this  very  jury  went  out  of  its 
way  to  praise  Mr.  Barnes  for  his  administration  of  the  office 
of  district  attorney.  The  Non-Partisan  convention  stultified 
itself  when  it  went  back  on  its  initial  declaration  and  refused 
to  nominate  Mr.  Barnes. 

Mr.  J.  J.  McDade,  the  candidate  elected  to  the  shrievalty 
by  the  Roman  Catholic  Young  Men's  Institute  two  years 
ago,  lias  been  turned  down  this  year  by  the  Democratic 
Municipal  Convention.  It  is  rather  a  good  thing  for  the 
party  that  Mr.  McDade  was  turned  down — considering  the 
sectarian  character  of  his  vote  two  years  ago,  his  candidacy 
this  year  might  have  called  out  another  sectarian  vote  which 
would  have  surprised  the  Young  Men's  Institute.  Mr.  Mc- 
Dade is  said  to  be  squealing  a  good  deal.  He  ought  not  to. 
He  has  held  the  office  of  sheriff  for  two  years — two  Demo- 
cratic years — two  of  the  worst  years  we  have  had  for  twenty 
years.  Mr.  McDade's  party,  the  Democracy,  have  run 
things  so  well  during  the  last  two  years  that  nobody  but  the 
sheriff  has  had  "good  business."  Mr.  McDade  has  had  lots 
of  it.  He  has  made  a  deal  of  money.  Mr.  McDade  ought 
not  to  squeal. 

In  the  Non-Partisan  Convention,  Mr.  E.  J.  LeBreton  said 
that  the  choice  of  the  committee  for  superintendent  of  public 
instruction  would  have  been  John  Swett,  but  as  the  Repub- 
lican Convention  had  not  named  him,  the  committee  "did 
not  consider  him  available."  This  reasoning  did  -not  deter 
the  Non-Partisans,  in  other  instances,  from  nominating  men 


who  had  not  been  put  up  by  the  Republican  Convention 
The  Non-Partisans  made  a  mistake  in  not  nominating  John 
Swett.  He  would  have  been  one  of  the  most  popular  nom- 
inees on  their  ticket.  He  would  have  been  the  choice  not 
only  of  their  convention,  but  of  the  people  as  well.  John 
Swett  is  known  and  loved  by  very  many  thousands  of  people 
in  San  Francisco.  The  middle-aged  merchants  and  lawyers 
whom  he  used  to  thrash  when  they  were  school-boys  have  a 
soft  spot  in  their  hearts  for  him,  and  vote  for  him  whenever 
the  conventions  give  them  a  chance.  When  he  was  last 
elected,  John  Swett  received  about  nine  thousand  votes  more 
than  his  competitor,  running  far  ahead  of  his  ticket.  If  he 
should  choose  even  now  to  run  as  an  independent  candidate, 
after  procuring  the  necessary  number  of  names  to  his  petition 
to  be  placed  on  the  ballots,  he  would,  we  believe,  easily  beat 
the  other  three  candidates — perhaps  beat  them  all  three  to- 
gether. Let  his  friends  put  up  John  Swett,  and  the  people 
will  elect  him. 

George  C.  Perkins  is  a  candidate  for  United  States  Sen- 
ator. M.  H.  de  Young  is  a  candidate  for  United  States 
Senator.  With  these  two  facts  in  mind,  the  curiosities  of 
the  newspaper  comedy  concerning  them  may  be  readily 
understood.  On  Wednesday  evening,  October  3d,  a  Re- 
publican meeting  took  place  at  the  Alcazar.  The  Exam- 
iner^  a  Democratic  organ,  headed  its  report  thus  : 

"  Perkins  On  Politics — The  Republican  Senator  Declares 
His  Ideas  On  The  Railroad  Question — An  Emphatic 
Declaration  In  Favor  Of  Electing  United  States  Senators 
By  A  Direct  Vote  Of  The  People." 

Then  follow  four  columns  of  matter  devoted  to  Senator 
I  Perkins's  speech,  preceding  which  are  a  few  lines   mention- 

■  ing  the  fact  that  S.  G.    Millard,    Republican  candidate  for 
1  lieutenant-governor,  spoke. 

In  the  Chronicle,  the  organ  of  Mr.  M.  H.  de  Young,  there 
is  an  article  thus  headed  : 

"  Cheers  For  Millard — A  Rousing  Meeting  At  The  Alcazar 

j  — The  Issues  Of  The  Day  Are  Discussed — Reception  To 

The  Lieutenant-Governor  By  The  Union  League  Club." 

Following  this  are  a  couple  of  columns  devoted  to  "the 

,  eloquent  remarks  of  Mr.    Millard,"  who,  according  to  the 

■  Chronicle,  was  "  the  recipient  of  frequent  and  prolonged  ap- 
plause." At  the  foot  of  the  two  columns  there  occur  this 
paragraph  : 

"George  C.  Perkins  was  then  introduced.  He  spoke  upon  the 
!  issues  of  the  day." 

It  is  difficult  for  the  dazed  newspaper  reader  to  believe 
that  these  two  articles  are  reports  of  one  and  the  same  meet- 
ing. The  Chronicles  brief  reference  to  Senator  Perkins  is 
easily  comprehensible.  But  why  does  the  Examiner^  the 
i  Democratic  organ,  boom  him  ?  Is  it  for  love  of  Perkins,  or 
hatred  of  De  Young? 

The  platform  of  the  Republican  Municipal  Convention  is 
one  which  can  not  fail  to  commend  itself  to  all  good  citizens. 
After  the  usual  preambles,  it  takes  up  first  the  question  of 
the  public  schools,  and  says  : 

"The  public  schools  are  the  corner-stone  of  our  national  great- 
ness and  the  safeguard  of  the  liberties  of  the  people,  and  we  will 
shield  the  school  funds  and  our  public-school  system  forever  from 
sectarian  division  or  control." 

Concerning  the  salaries  of  the  teachers,  which  at  times 
the  city  has  unwarrantably  withheld,  owing  to  the  funds 
being  used  for  other  purposes,  the  platform  says  : 

"We  recognize  the  payment  promptly  in  full  of  the  salaries  of  the 
teachers  engaged  in  the  public  schools  as  one  of  the  most  important 
trusts  of  the  municipal  government,  and  we  pledge  our  nominees  for 
the  board  of  education  and  for  the  office  of  supervisor  that  sufficient 
funds  for  all  school  purposes  shall  be  segregated  at  the  beginning  of 
each  fiscal  year,  and  shall  thereafter  be  held  sacred  for  the  purposes 
for  which  they  are  intended. 

"  We  are  opposed  to  any  unnecessary  reduction  of  the  salaries  of 
teachers,  and  we  denounce  all  attempts  to  degrade  an  honorable  call- 
ing by  reducing  teachers'  pay  to  starvation  rates,  and  any  such  action 
meets  our  severest  censure  and  condemnation." 

The  Republican  party  has  always  been  the  firm  and  stead- 
fast friend  of  the  American  public  school.  In  the  preced- 
ing lines  it  shows  that  it  is  not  only  the  friend  of  the  schools, 
but  of  the  teachers  as  well  We  do  not  believe  that  the 
people  of  San  Francisco  are  in  favor  of  reducing  the 
salaries  of  the  public-school  teachers,  or  in  any  other  way 
impairing  the  efficiency  of  the  public  schools.  Yet  the  Re- 
publican party  is  the  only  one  explicitly  recognizing  this 
feeling.  Teachers  should  be  guided  accordingly,  and 
should  use  their  influence  for  that  party. 

The  platform  goes  on  to  speak  in  favor  of  a  fully  paid 
fire  department ;  pledges  its  nominees  to  the  limit  of  one 
dollar  on  the  one  hundred  ;  limits  the  county  clerk's  ex- 
penses to  six  thousand  dollars  a  month  ;  denounces  dives  ; 
advocates  the  prompt  completion  of  the  new  city  hall ;  de- 
nounces disproportionate  assessments  ;  advocates  the  con- 
struction of  the  Nicaragua  Canal ;  advocates  liberal  appro- 
priation for  Golden  Gate  and  other  parks  ;  demands  strict 
enforcement  of  the  laws  against  Chinese  immigration  ;  advo- 
cates increased  facilities  for  transportation,  both  by  water  and 
rail ;  advocates  competing  transcontinental  railway  lines  ; 
advocates  a  cable  to  Hawaii  and  Australia  ;  recommends 
improved  pavements  ;  opposes  sumptuary  legislation  ;  de- 
mands payment  to  the  city  for  all  franchises  ;  recommends 
a  general  primary  election  law  ;  demands  the  reduction  of 
official  fees  ;  favors  a  reduction  in  gas,  water,  electric  light, 
and  telephone  rates ;  and  recommends  the  abolition  of 
Police  Court  No.  4,  as  unnecessary.  The  platform  has  this 
to  say  on  national  matters  : 

"  We  condemn  the  non-American  administration  of  Grover  Cleve- 
land, and  especially  his  efforts  to  break  down  the  protection  offered 
to  American  laborers,  American  industries,  and  American  citizens, 
both  native  and  foreign-born." 

The  platform  is  a  good  one,  and  no  Republican  can  find 
anything  in  it  which  should  not  be  there.  Even  a  Demo- 
crat can  approve  of  all  of  it  except  the  paragraph  just 
quoted.  The  platform  is  a  good  one,  and  the  ticket  is  a 
good  one,  as  a  whole,  with  some  weak  names.  We  -1  ill,  as 
is  our  custom,  make  up  an  Argonaut  ticket  I 
tion.  consisting  principally  of  the  Republican  r 
some  changes  when  we  think  there  are  bette 


8 


THE        ARGONAUT. 


October  8,  1894. 


LITERARY     NOTES. 


Personal  and  Miscellaneous  Gossip. 
With  "  Asolando  :  Fancies  and  Facts,"  Macroil- 
lan  &  Co.  will  complete  their  standard  Library 
Edition  of  Browning  in  seventeen  uniform  volumes. 
New  matter  has  been  added  in  the  shape  of  histori- 
cal and  biographical  notes,  making  for  the  first  time 
a  complete  definitive  edition  of  the  poet's  works. 
The  same  publishers  announce,  also,  a  new  and 
complete  edition  of  Browning  in  nine  volumes. 

Mr.  Kipling's  "Jungle  Book"  is  in  its  thirteenth 
thousand  in  this  country. 

The  present  Lord  Tennyson  has  thus  far  pub- 
lished nothing  but  a  version  in  hexameters  of  the 
story  of  "Jack  and  the  Beanstalk."  He  is  supposed 
to  be  very  poetical,  however,  by  his  rustic  neigh- 
bors, and  some  time  ago  an  agricultural  laborer 
pointed  him  out  to  a  visitor,  observing:  "He 
carries  on  the  business  now." 

M.  Eraile  Zola  and  the  publisher  of  the  Gil  Bias 
have  received  a  summons  to  appear  before  the 
Court  of  Correctional  Police  in  Paris,  at  the  instance 
of  M.  Bourgeois,  contractor  for  the  construction  of 
the  church  at  Lourdes.     The  case  is  thus  stated  : 

"  M.  Bourgeois  complains  that  in  his  novel,  '  Lourdes,' 
M.  Zola  narrate*  that  the  Abbe  Peyramale  raised  the 
funds  to  build  the  church  at  Lourdes,  and  had  intrusted 
the  carrying  out  of  the  architect's  plans  to  a  contractor 
at  Chartres,  who  promised  to  complete  the  church  in 
three  or  four  years,  provided  the  money  promised  was 
forthcoming  with  regularity. 

"Further  on  in  the  book  the  statement  is  made  that 
Father  Sempe,  the  enemy  of  the  Abbe  Peyramale,  '  has 
private  dealings  with  the  contractor,  and  the  works  were 
suddenly  stopped.' 

"  It  is  further  stated  that  Abbe  Peyramale,  in  his  en- 
thusiasm to  get  the  church  completed,  contracted  debt 
recklessly,  and  allowed  himself  to  be  robbed  by  the  con- 
tractors. 

"  In  view  of  these  statements,  M.  Bourgeois  has  taken 
the  present  proceedings.  Though  his  name  does  not 
figure  in  M.  Zola's  book,  he  maintains  that,  as  he  was  the 
sole  contractor  for  the  church,  he  is  directly  referred  to, 
and  his  honor  and  reputation  are  thereby  attacked." 

A  Paris  correspondent  supplements  the  above 
with  this  addendum  : 

"  Pere  Fournoux,  Superior  of  the  Priests  of  the  Grotto, 
says  that  he  has  absolutely  nothing  to  do  with  the  legal 
proceedings  in  question.  Pere  Fournoux,  who  figures  in 
M,  Zola's  novel  as  Pere  d'Argeles,  is  also  reported  to 
have  bitterly  complained  of  the  manner  in  which  the 
novelist  wrote  of  a  priest  now  dead,  and  whose  relatives 
may,  possibly,  bring  another  action  against  the  author 
of  '  Lourdes.'  There  is,  meanwhile,  a  rather  amusing 
side  to  all  this  controversy  about  the  southern  place  of 
pilgrimage.  It  appears  that  while  the  novelist  was  hunt- 
ing up  facts  for  his  book,  one  of  his  most  affable  and 
trustworthy  authorities  on  Lourdes  was  Pere  Marie 
Antoine,  whose  eloquence  and  piety  are  well  known. 
The  relations  between  the  author  and  the  ecclesiastic 
became  so  friendly  that  the  latter,  in  bidding  farewell  to 
M.  Zola,  said:  'Ait  revoir,  my  dear  Emile.*  Pere 
Marie  Antoine  is  now,  figuratively  speaking,  tearing  his 
hair.  He  was  expecting  that  the  novelist  would  be 
touched  by  divine  grace,  like  so  many  who  visit  Lourdes. 
Instead  of  that,  his  dear  Emile  has  remained,  as  the 
pious  ecclesiastic  is  reported  to  have  said,  attached  to 
money  and  mud." 

"  Love  in  Idleness,"  Mr.  Crawford's  idyl  of  Bar 
Harbor,  has  just  been  published  by  Macmillan  & 
Co. 

A  new  and  anonymous  writer  has  just  published 
a  "  romance  of  hard  cash,"  called  "  Six  Thousand 
Tons  of  Gold."  The  bullion  is  given  by  a  South 
American  chief  to  an  explorer  because  of  its  de- 
moralizing influence  on  his  tribe.  The  fortunate 
adventurer  takes  his  wealth  to  New  York,  where 
its  effect  on  the  Stock  Exchange  is  skillfully  de- 
picted. Finally  the  money  is  buried  in  the  sea  to 
put  a  stop  to  its  mischief. 

The  biography  of  the  late  John  Addington  Sy- 
monds,  prepared  by  Horatio  F.  Brown,  is  on  the 
point  of  publication.  It  is  coming  out  in  two  illus- 
trated volumes.  Symonds's  book,  "Giovanni  Boc- 
caccio as  Man  and  Author,"  is  also  on  the  press. 

A  statue  to  the  memory  of  Murger,  the  author 
of  "  La  Vie  de  Boheme,"  is  to  be  erected  in  the 
Garden  of  the  Luxembourg,  in  Paris. 

A  story  is  being  told  that  on  the  death  recently 
of  Walter  Pater,  the  editor  of  a  London  evening 
paper  telegraphed  to  Oscar  Wilde  to  ask  him  to 
supply  some  personal  gossip  about  the  dead  man, 
who  was  known  to  be  a  friend  of  the  ex-aesthete. 
Whereupon  Mr.  Wilde  wired  back:  "Leave  the 
gossip  to  the  jackals,  not  the  lions,  of  literature." 

The  Canadians  are  complaining  of  the  copyright 
law  as  it  affects  Canada.  They  are  now  forced  to 
buy  practically  their  entire  supply  of  new  books 
from   United  States  publishers,  whereas  they  are, 


of  course,  able  to,  and  under  a  just  law  could,  man- 
ufacture a  great  many  of  these  books  in  Canada. 
It  is  of  no  use  for  Canadian  publishers  to  offer  new 
books,  for  the  United  States  publisher,  when  buy- 
ing a  new  book,  insists  in  nine  cases  out  of  ten  on 
the  Canadian  market  being  included. 

Macmillan  &  Co.  announce,  in  London,  "Mr. 
Lowell  in  England  :  a  Series  of  Familiar  Letters," 
edited,  with  an  introduction,  by  George  W.  Smalley. 

The  current  numbers  of  the  English  magazines 
reprinted  in  this  country  by  the  Leonard  Scott 
Company  contain  several  notable  articles,  among 
which  may  be  cited  : 

The  article  in  the  Nineteenth  Century  which  will  attract 
most  attention  is  Mr.  Gladstone's  "True  and  False  Con- 
ceptions of  the  Atonement."  The  ex-premier's  argument 
seems  to  have  been  mainly  directed  toward  Mrs.  Annie 
Besant's  "An  Autobiography."  Naval  authorities  will 
be  interested  in  Mr.  Clowe's  paper,  entitled,  "  Our  Warn- 
ing from  the  Naval  Manoeuvres."  "  Known  to  the 
Police,"  by  E.  R.  Spearman,  gives  in  detail  the  Bertillon 
anthropometrical  measurements  which  serve  in  France  for 
the  detection  of  the  habitual  criminal.  Henry  Norman, 
who  has  paid  a  visit  recently  to  Corca,  gives  his  experi- 
ences in  the  Contemporary.  Mr.  Carnegie,  in  "  Britain 
and  the  United  States,"  shows  that  the  cost  of  living  in 
this  country,  if  not  on  a  parity  with  that  in  England,  in 
some  respects,  is  not,  on  the  whole,  any  more  expensive. 
Professor  Goldwin  Smith  writes  deprecatingly  of  Mr. 
Stead's  "If  Christ  Came  to  Chicago."  declaring  that  the 
great  Western  city  is  by  no  means  so  black  as  it  is 
painted.  Students  of  the  Bible  will  find  new  and  interest- 
ing material  in  Major  Conder's  "Palestine  Research; 
Past  and  Future."  In  the  Westminster,  Edward  Mitchell 
bids  the  English  dairyman  look  to  America  for  the  best  re- 
sults of  the  cooperative  system.  People  prate  of  "  evolu- 
tion." without  understanding  it,  and  deem  Darwin  an  in- 
ventor. Ideas  more  or  less  hazy  may  be  cleared  up  by 
reading  Mr.  L.  Irwell's   "What  Evolution   Teaches  Us.' 

George  Meredith's  novel,  "  Lord  Ormont  and  his 
Aminta,"  although  published  but  a  few  weeks,  is 
already  in  its  fifth  thousand. 

The  Green  Tree  Library  is  the  name  of  a  new 
series  announced  by  a  Chicago  firm.  It  will  be  in- 
augurated by  William  Sharp,  an  English  poet  and 
prose-writer.  The  second  volume  will  be  a  trans- 
lation of  four  of  the  plays  of  Maurice  Maeterlinck, 
by  Richard  Hovey,  himself  a  poet  of  no  mean  per- 
formance. The  publishers  announce  their  inten- 
tion of  printing  in  this  series  "  the  best  of  the  so- 
called  dicadent  writings  of  various  countries." 

Macmillan's  autumn  list  of  announcements  we 
can  give  but  in  chosen  examples,  following,  with 
one  exception,  the  divisions  by  authors  adopted  by 
the  firm  : 

American — "  American  Book- Plates,"  by  Charles  Dex- 
ter Allen;  "The  Production  of  Ex-Libris,"  by  John 
Vinycomb  ;  "  The  Life  and  Art  of  Joseph  Jefferson,"  by 
William  Winter  ;  "  Architect,  Owner,  and  Builder  before 
the  Law,"  by  T.  M.Clark;  "Weather  and  Forecasting 
Methods,"  by  Thomas  Russell,  United  States  Engineers 
Office ;  "  Chronological  Outlines  of  American  Litera- 
ture," by  Seldon  L.  Whitcomb ;  "History  of  the  En- 
glish Language,"  by  Professor  Oliver  Farrar  Emerson,  of 
Cornell ;  "  Selected  Poems  by  Aubrey  De  Vere,"  with  an 
introduction  by  Professor  Woodberry  ;  "  Text-Book  of 
Anatomy  and  Physiology  for  Nurses,"  by  Diana  Clifford 
Kimber;  "Mental  Development  in  the  Child  and  the 
Race,"  by  Professor  J.  Mark  Baldwin,  of  Princeton,  the 
first  volume  being  of  "  Facts  and  Theories  "  ;  "A  Course 
in  Experimental  Psychology,"  by  Professor  J,  McKeen 
Cattell,  of  Columbia  ;  "A  Dictionary  of  Chemical  Solu- 
bilities— Inorganic,"  by  A.  M.  Corney ;  "A  Corner  of 
Cathay,"  by  Adele  M.  Ficlde  ;  "  History,  Prophecy,  and 
the  Monuments,"  by  Professor  J.  F.  McCurdy,  of 
Toronto,  in  two  volumes  ;  "  Sketch  of  the  Political  His- 
tory of  England,"  by  Goldwin  Smith,  arid  an  enlarged 
edition  of  his  "  Essays  on  Questions  of  the  Day  "  ;  Paul- 
sen's "Character  and  Historical  Development  of  the 
Universities  of  Germany,"  translated  by  Professor  E.  D. 
Perry,  of  Columbia;  Viollet-le-Duc's  "Construction," 
translated  by  George  Martin  Huss ;  and  "Raphael's 
Madonnas  and  Other  Great  Pictures,"  with  text  by 
Karl  Karoly.  English — The  second  volume  of  the 
third  edition  of  Bryce's  "American  Commonwealth"; 
"Essays  on  International  Law,"  by  Professor  West- 
lake,  of  Cambridge ;  "  A  History  of  Epidemics  in 
Great  Britain,"  by  Charles  Creighton,  M.  D.;  "A 
Short  History  of  English  Commerce,"  by  W.  Cun- 
ningham, D.  D.  ;  "The  British  Fleet,"  by  Commander 
Robinson.  R.  N.  ;  "London  Up  to  Date,"  by  George 
Augustus  Sala ;  "Essays  and  Studies,"  by  J.  Churton 
Collins,  reprinted  from  the  Quarterly  Re-.-iciv;  a  new  and 
complete  edition  of  Browning's  works,  in  nine  volumes 
octavo;  an  Index  to  the  six  volumes  of  Masson's  Life 
of  Milton  ;  "  Western  Europe  in  the  Fifth  Century,"  and 
"  Western  Europe  in  Jhe  Eighth  Century,"  Oxford  lect- 
ures by  the  late  E.  A.  Freeman  ;  "  The  Letters  of  Matthew 
Arnold,"  edited  by  G.  W.  E.  Russell,  M.  P. ;  "  The  Lite 
of  Sir  A.  C.  Ramsay,"  by  Sir  Archibald  Geikie  ;  "The 
Life  of  Cardinal  Manning,"  by  Edmund  Sheridan 
Purcell;  "The  Life  and  Letters  of  R.  W.  Church, 
late  dean  of  St.  Paul's;  "John  Russell,  R.  A.," 
"the  prince  of  crayon  portrait-painters,"  by  George 
C.  Williamson;  "Sketches  in  Sport  and  Natural  His- 
tory," by  the  late  George  Kingsley,  M.  D. ;  a  sec- 
ond series  of  "Studies  in  Modern  Music,"  by  W.  H. 
Hadow  ;  "The  Uses  of  Life,"  by  Sir  John  Lubbock; 
Chaucer's  "Canterbury  Tales,"  edited  in  two  volumes 
by  A.  W.  Pollard  ;  Lord  Berner's  '*  Froissart's  Chroni- 
cles," reduced   to  one  volume   by  G.  C.  Macaulay;  Maz- 


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zini's  Essays,  chiefly  political,  translated  by  Bolton 
King  ;  "Tales  of  Naples  and  the  Camorra,"  by  Charles 
Grant ;  the  Syriac  Gospels,  transcribed  from  the  Sinaitic 
Codex;  "Syriac  Literature,"  by  William  Wright; 
"Life  in  Ancient  Egypt."  from  the  German  of  Adolf 
Erman  ;  "  Australia,"  by  Miss  Shaw  ;  "The  Meaning  of 
History,"  by  Frederic  Harrison;  a  translation  of  Adolf 
Holm's  "  Greek  History  from  its  Origin  "  ;  "  The  End  of 
Elfinland,"  by  Jane  Barlow;  "Wild  Animals  in  Captiv- 
ity," by  J.  E.  Cornish;  a  translation  of  Schorlemmer's 
"Rise  and  Development  of  Organic  Chemistry";  and 
"  Modern  Book  Illustration "  and  "  Pen  Drawing  and 
Pen  Draughtsmen,"  by  Joseph  Pennell. 

Mr.  John  Fiske  gives  in  the  appendix  to  his 
"  History  of  the  United  States  for  Schools"  a  list 
of  novels,  poems,  songs,  etc.,  relating  to  United 
States  history.  It  is  interesting  to  learn  from  this 
list  what  literary  masterpieces  relating  to  history 
are  most  appreciated  by  a  writer  of  history. 

Journalistic  Chit-Chat. 

[Of  "the  wonderful  revolution  that  has  come  to  the 
newspaper  proprietors  since  newspapers  have  ceased  to 
be  semi-divine  and  have  come  to  be  mere  commercial 
ventures,"  Julian  Ralph,  one  of  the  best  and  best-known 
newspaper  men  in  the  country,  has  this  to  say  in  a  letter 
to  the  Providence/(?7<r/K*/;] 

No  man  or  class  of  men  can  have  everything, 
and  so  it  was  the  luck  of  Greeley,  Raymond, 
Bowles,  and  their  comrades  to  get  the  bread  of  life 
very  thinly  buttered  with  the  glory  of  popular 
leadership.  Their  successors  represent  a  profes- 
sion that  no  longer  leads  gloriously,  but  has  come 
to  follow  the  crowd  and  to  pick  up  millions  in  hard 
money  at  the  tail  thereof.  They  have  been  de- 
throned ;  they  have  thrown  glory  and  sentiment  to 
the  dogs — along  with  the  divinity  that  once  did 
hedge  the  editorial  power.  Their  profession  has 
become  a  mere  form  of  speculation  and  commerce, 
and  yet  they  have  been  overwhelmed,  in  some  in- 
stances, with  lucre  beyond  the  dreams  of  avarice. 
I  remember  when  this  change  was  under  way  that 
we  newspaper  folk  talked  with  bated  breath  of  the 
splendor  of  the  younger  Bennett's  fortune.  There 
was  a  case  to  make  folks  think  the  world  had  turned 
topsy  turvy.  Bennett  lived  on  the  wing,  like  a 
bird  that  needs  not  to  heed  the  dull  earth's  cares. 
He  owned  and  maintained  no  less  than  eight 
palatial  homes  —  in  New  York,  in  Newport,  in 
Paris,  in  England,  in  the  South  of  France — 
and  as  if  to  show  that  not  even  eight  palaces  could 
satisfy  him,  he  went  about  in  a  yacht  or  put  up  at 
the  most  exclusive  clubs.  Mark  you,  he  was  so 
rich  that  no  one  doubted  the  familiar  story  that  his 
sister  lived  in  affluence  upon  the  receipts  from  two 
columns  of  "  help  wanted,  females,"  in  his  paper. 

But  the  true  Monte  Cristo  was  to  come,  and  now 
has  appeared  in  the  guise  of  Joseph  Pulitzer.  He 
caught  the  newspaper  revolution  just  as  it  started, 
and  gave  it  a  vigorous  shove — turning  it  down-hill 
so  that  it  would  revolve  faster.  When  I  hear  about 
him,  his  wealth,  his  expenditures,  and  his  methods 
of  managing  his  newspaper,  it  seems  to  me  that  I 
am  not  in  the  business  ;  that  I  do  not  know  any- 
thing about  journalism — or  else  that  his  school  is 
that  of  journalism  in  some  planet  with  which  I  am 
not  acquainted.  I  hear  of  his  roaming  over  the 
face  of  the  earth — now  in  Paris,  now  in  Nice,  now 
in  New  York,  now  in  Bar  Harbor — everywhere 
attended  by  three  secretaries  and  at  least  one 
gifted  companion  beside  his  wife.  I  hear  of  the 
secretary  who  reads  his  own  paper  to  him,  of  the 
secretary  who  reads  the  other  American  papers,  of 
the  secretary  who  reads  novels  to  him.  I  hear  that  in 
his  business  universe  he  has  the  position  of  the  sun, 
while  that  of  the  moon  is  held  by  his  business  man- 
ager. But  our  astronomy  is  not  complex  enough 
to  carry  out  the  simile,  for  the  moon  in  his  universe 
has  a  moon  of  his  own  subordinate  to  the  full 
moon.  Then  I  hear  of  an  editor  and  a  Washing- 
ton editor,  three  managing  editors  and  a  Sunday 
manager,  a  weekly  manager,  a  monthly  manager, 
a  wonjan's  page  manager,  and  an  "  art  "  manager. 
Below  these  1  hear  of  a  city  editor,  a  reading  city 
editor,  an  assigning  city  editor,  and  a  night  city 
editorv  Ranking  with  these,  I  hear  of  a  Brooklyn 
editor,  a  New  Jersey  editor,  a  Westchester  editor, 
and  a  Wall  Street  or  financial  editor.  Blazing 
through  the  firmament,  close  by  the  great  sun  itself, 
are  brilliant  comets  of  various  grades,  who  travel 
about  and  write  in  double-leaded  type  when  they 
are  not  at  Newport  or  Pau  driving  blooded  teams. 
And  there  seems  always  to  be  a  doctor  also,  who 
comes  into  every  account  of  this  phase  of  modern 
journalism — a  doctor  standing  at  the  door  and  put- 
ting up  a  restraining  palm,  and  saying:  "You 
may  see  the  sun  for  only  so  many  minutes,  and  you 
must  be  careful  not  to  excite  the  luminary  by  any- 
thing you  do  or  say."  And  there  is  a  yacht  in  the 
retinue,  as  well  as  the  chariot  with  fast  horses, 
which,  in  ancient  mythology,  Phoebus  used  to  travel 
with, 

I  am  not  at  all  surprised  to  hear  that  it  requires 
more  men  than  are  in  the  publication  office  of  the 
Tribune  merely  to  audit  the  bills  of  the  planets, 
stars,  comets,  meteors,  satellites,  worlds,  and 
milky  ways  that  make  up  this  journalistic  universe. 
I  frankly  admit  that  I  should  think  it  would  require 
the  full  corps  of  national  bank  examiners  to  find 
anything  left  for  the  editor  after  all  these  subordi- 
nate celestial  bodies  had  been  paid  off.  On  the 
other  hand,  I  am  told  that  there  is  plenty  remain- 
ing— enough  to  pale  Mr.  Bennett's  pile — which 
proves  conclusively  that  1  know  nothing  about 
newspapers,  that  I  am  a  back  number  in  journal- 
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LITERARY    NOTES. 


New  Publications. 

"Miss  Hurd  :  An  Enigma."  a  new  detective 
story  by  Anna  Katharine  Green,  has  been  pub- 
lished in  the  Hudson  Library  by  G.  P.  Putnam's 
Sons,  New  York  ;  price,  50  cents. 

"  Life  on  a  Backwoods  Farm,"  by  William  Riley 
Halstead,  a  story  illustrating  prominent  features  of 
pioneer  life  in  the  forests  of  Indiana  fifty  years  ago, 
has  been  published  by  Cranston  &  Curts,  Cincin- 
nati ;  price,  $1.00. 

A  number  of  little  essays  on  topics  connected 
with  a  higher  and  nobler  life  have  been  gathered  in 
a  volume  entitled  "The  Building  of  Character," 
by  J.  R.  Miller,  D.  D.,  which  is  published  by 
Thomas  Y.  Crowell  &  Co.,  New  York  ;  price,  $1.00. 

T.  C.  de  Leon,  whose  parodies,  "The  Rock  and 
the  Rye"  and  "Society  as  I  have  Foundered  It," 
attained  a  wider  popularity  than  such  literature 
generally  is  accorded,  has  written  a  parody  on 
"Ships  that  Pass  in  the  Night,"  which  he  calls 
"Schooners  that  Bump  on  the  Bar."  Published 
by  the  Gossip  Printing  Company,  Mobile,  Ala.; 
price,  25  cents. 

"  Six  Months  in  the  Sandwich  Islands,"  by  Mrs. 
Isabella  Bird  Bishop,  has  been  reprinted  in  America 
for  the  first  time,  after  passing  through  five  English 
editions.  The  book  was  written  some  ten  years 
ago,  in  the  height  of  the  monarchy,  and  social  as 
well  as  political  conditions  in  the  islands  have 
changed  since  then  ;  but  the  narrative  is  bright 
and  entertaining  and  much  of  it  is  of  permanent 
value,  notably  the  accounts  of  the  author's  visits  to 
the  volcanoes.  Published  by  G.  P.  Putnam's  Sons, 
New  York  ;  price,  $2.25. 

The  list  of  Sarah  Knowles  Bolton's  admirable 
biographical  books  for  young  readers  has  been 
augmented  by  the  publication  of  "Famous  Lead- 
ers among  Men,"  in  which  she  narrates  the  salient 
points  in  the  lives  of  Napoleon  Bonaparte,  Horatio 
Nelson,.  John  Bunyan,  Thomas  Arnold,  Wendell 
Phillips,  Henry  Ward  Beecher,  Charles  Kingsley, 
General  W.  T.  Sherman,  Rev.  C.  H.  Spurgeon, 
I  and  Bishop  Phillips  Brooks.  Each  sketch  is  pre- 
ceded by  a  portrait  of  the  subject.  Published  by 
Thomas  Y.  Crowell  &  Co.,  New  York  ;  price,  $1.50. 

Boys  will  enjoy  reading  "  When  London  Burned: 
A  Story  of  Restoration  Times  and  the  Great  Fire," 
by  G.  A.  Henty,  and  it  will  teach  them  not  a  little 
of  English  history.  Its  hero  is  a  lad  whose  father 
was  impoverished  by  his  faithful  adherence  to 
Charles  the  First,  and  at  his  death  left  the  lad  desti- 
tute. But  the  boy  has  pluck  and  principle,  and 
after  going  through  many  adventures  in  the  war 
with  the  Dutch  and  during  the  plague  and  the  great 
fire  in  London,  he  wins  back  his  inheritance.  Pub- 
lished by  Charles  Scribner's  Sons,  New  York  ; 
price,  $1.50. 

The  fourth  book  on  colonial  New  England  by 
Alice  Morse  Earle  is  "The  Diary  of  Anna  Green 
Winslow:  A  Boston  School-Girl  of  1771."  The 
little  diarist  went  from  her  home  in  Nova  Scotia  to 
Boston  to  be  "  finished  "  at  a  fashionable  school, 
and  this  diary  which  Mrs.  Earle  has  edited  was 
written  to  keep  her  parents  posted  as  to  what  she 
did  and  to  improve  her  handwriting  and  "  com- 
posure." It  is  a  quaint  little  record  of  the  customs 
of  the  time,  full  of  religion  and  millinery,  and 
leaves  the  reader  with  a  desire  for  more  of  its 
graphic  and  whimsical  descriptions.  Published  by 
Houghton,  Mifflin  &  Co.,  Boston  ;  price,  $1.25. 

We  would  bespeak  a  wide  circulation  for  Chris- 
tine Terhune  Herrick's  little  book,  "  The  Chafing- 
Dish  Supper."  The  chafing-dish  is  abroad  in  the 
land,  and  is  responsible  for  an  infinite  variety  of 


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Welsh  rare-bits  of  an  infinite  variety  of  badness, 
but  that  spectre-raising  compound  may  be  relegated 
to  deserved  obscurity  if  careful  knowledge  and  ap- 
plication of  Mrs.  Herrick's  recipes  become  gen- 
eral. The  scope  of  her  book  is  indicated  by  the 
chapter  heads  :  "  When  to  Use  theChafing-Dish," 
"  Practical  Suggestions,"  "  Beginning  with  the 
Egg,"  "  Fish,"  "Oysters,"  "Crustaceans,"  "En- 
trees," "Miscellaneous  Dainties,"  "  Rechauffes," 
and  "The  Chafing-Dish  Menu."  Published  by 
Charles  Scribner's  Sons,  New  York;  price,  75  cents. 

"  From  the  Greeks  to  Darwin  :  An  Outline  of 
the  Development  of  the  Evolution  Idea,"  by  Henry 
Fairfield  Osborn,  Sc.  D.,  Professor  of  Biology  in 
Columbia  College,  is  the  initial  volume  of  the 
Columbia  University  Biological  Series,  edited  by 
Professor  Osborn,  which  is  founded  upon  a  course 
of  popular  university  lectures  given  during  the 
winter  of  1892-3  in  connection  with  the  opening  of 
the  new  department  of  biology  in  Columbia 
College.  This  opening  volume,  which  is  based  on 
critical  studies  of  the  original  authorities,  differs 
from  the  outlines  that  have  previously  been  pub- 
lished in  aiming  to  establish  a  complete  continuity 
of  thought  in  the  growth  of  the  various  elements 
of  the  evolution  idea*  especially  among  the  pre- 
Darwinian  writers.  Published  by  Macmillan  & 
Co.,  New  York  ;  price,  $2.00. 

A  valuable  work  of  reference  is  Selden  L.  Whit- 
comb's  "Chronological  Outlines  of  American  Lit- 
erature," to  which  Brander  Matthews  has  written 
an  introduction.  It  is  divided  into  two  parts.  In 
the  first,  "General  Outline,"  the  two  pages  facing 
each  other  are  divided  into  six  columns  :  in  the  first 
is  the  year  ;  in  the  second,  the  titles  of  works  pub- 
lished (not  all,  by  any  means,  but  a  representative 
selection)  ;  in  the  third,  biographical  dates  ;  in  the 
fourth  and  fifth,  contemporary  events  in  British  and 
foreign  literature,  respectively  ;  and  in  the  sixth, 
events  in  history.  In  the  second  part,  "Authors 
and  their  Works,"  is  given  a  list  of  American  au- 
thors, arranged  alphabetically,  with  date  of  birth 
and,  if  not  living,  of  death,  followed  by  the  titles 
and  dates  of  publication  of  the  author's  works. 
Published  by  Macmillan  &  Co.,  New  York  ;  price, 
$1.25. 

An  entertaining  book  for  the  lay  reader  as  well 
as  a  wisely  instructive  one  for  a  novice  in  news- 
paper work  is  "  Steps  into  Journalism,"  by  Edwin 
Llewellyn  Shuman.  It  is  pervaded  with  the  in- 
cisiveness  and  energy  of  the  American  reporter, 
and  is  evidently  written  by  a  man  who  knows  his 
subject  well  and  knows  what  beginners  need  to  be 
told.  The  constant  use  of  personal  experiences  to  en- 
force the  author's  admonitions  makes  it  what  Horace 
Greeley  used  to  call  "  mighty  interesting  reading." 
The  topics  of  the  book  are  "Evolution  of  the 
Press,"  "Plan  of  a  Newspaper  Article,"  "A  Day 
with  a  Reporter,"  "  Interviewing  and  News-Gather- 
ing," "  Getting  a  Start  as  a  Correspondent," 
"  Methods  of  the  Editorial  Room,"  "  Writing  a 
Special,"  "  Women  in  Newspaper  Work,"  "  Errors 
of  All  Sorts,"  "  Magazine  and  Novel  Writing,"  and 
"  Mission  of  the  Press."  Published  by  the  Corres- 
pondence School  of  Journalism,  Evanston,  111.; 
price,  $1.25. 

One  who  has  read  it  will  not  soon  forget  S.  R. 
Crockett's  "Mad  Sir  Uchtred  of  the  Hills."  "The 
Raiders "  had  given  us  a  taste  of  what  Mr. 
Crockett  can  do  with  a  savage  theme,  but  this 
new  story  goes  beyond  expectation.  Sir  Uchtred 
is  a  Scottish  laird  who  rides  his  charger  into  the 
kirk  and  blasphemes  before  God's  altar,  for  which 
the  saintly  minister  curses  him.  He  goes  mad 
and  wanders  in  the  hills,  consorting  with  wild 
beasts  and  being  hunted  like  a  wild  beast  with 
hounds.  The  huntsman,  his  traitorous  brother, 
falls  into  his  power,  but  the  church-bells  in  the 
valley  below  awake  a  recollection  of  childhood  in 
the  madman's  brain  and  he  forgoes  his  purpose 
and  nurses  his  brother  tenderly.  In  the  end  the 
minister  recalls  the  curse,  and  mad  Sir  Uchtred  is 
brought  back  to  mental  health  through  his  child  and 
his  wife,  who  has  loved  him  through  all  his  crimes 
and  madness.  Published  by  Macmillan  &  Co.,  New 
York  ;  price,  $1.25. 

While  W.  E.  Norris  will  never  be  expected  to 
rouse  the  world  with  a  mighty  outpouring  of  genius, 
he  can  generally  be  relied  upon  to  tell  a  fairly  inter- 
esting story  more  than  fairly  well.  This  he  has 
done  in  "A  Victim  of  Good  Luck."  His  heroine 
is  an  intellectual  young  woman  who  unexpectedly 
inherits  a  great  fortune  from  a  religious  fanatic,  who 
has  cut  off  his  rightful  heir  without  the  proverbial 
shilling  because  the  young  man  has  been  seen  on 
the  race-track.  The  girl  attempts  to  give  the  for- 
tune to  the  young  man,  and,  failing  in  this,  is  on 
the  point  of  marrying  him,  when  the  match  is 
broken  through  the  skillful  efforts  of  a  horsey  and 
slangy  young  woman.  Then  the  heroine  is  on  the 
point  of  marrying  a  poet  and  critic,  but  she  men- 
tions the  fact  that  she  has  given  her  fortune  to  a 
cousin,  whereupon  the  poet  says  he  can  only  be  a 
literary  brother  to  her.  Finally,  the  cousin  brings 
together  the  heroine  and  the  original  heir  and  mar- 
ries them,  himself  becoming  agent  of  the  es- 
tate. The  pictures  of  sporting  and  literary  society 
are  well  drawn  and  amusing,  especially  the  portraits 
of  the  horsey  girl  and  the  mercenary  poet.  Pub- 
lished by  D.  Appleton  &  Co.,  New  York;  price, 
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MAGAZINE    VERSE. 


'And  Ghosts  Break  Up  their  Graves." 
Swift  round  and  round  yon  yellow  mound, 

With  grasses  rank  and  pale, 
Race  stiffened  leaves  ;  a  waking  sound 

Is  on  the  autumn  gale. 

The  night  winds  blow  till  heard  below, 

The  graves  unquiet  be  ; 
Now  here,  now  there,  shapes  to  and  fro 

Are  moving  silently. 

The  dead  are  up  ;  they  take  the  gale 

That  rakes  the  yellow  mound. 
Hark  !  laughter  there  !  or  was  it  wail  ? 

Life  does  not  know  that  sound. 

The  trees  lean  close,  the  owlets  cry. 
They  wait  the  midnight  swoon  ; 

See  !  it  is  like  a  dead  man's  eye, 
The  dim,  the  flying  moon. 
—John  Vance  Clietiey  in  October  Atlantic. 


Impression. 
In  these  restrained  and  careful  times 
Our  knowledge  petrifies  our  rhymes. 
Ah  !  for  that  reckless  fire  men  had 
When  it  was  witty  to  be  mad  : 

When  wild  conceits  were  piled  in  scores, 
And  lit  by  flaring  metaphors, 
When  all  was  crazed  and  out  of  tune — 
Yet  held  the  music  of  the  moon. 

If  we  could  dare  to  write  as  ill 
As  some  whose  voices  haunt  us  still, 
Perhaps  even  we  might  call  our  own 
Their  deep  enchanting  undertone. 

We  are  too  diffident  and  nice, 
Too  learned  and  too  over-wise, 
Too  much  afraid  of  faults,  to  be 
The  flutes  of  bold  sincerity. 

For,  as  this  sweet  life  passes  by, 
We  blink  and  nod  with  critic  eye  ; 
We've  no  words  rude  enough  to  give 
Its  charm,  so  frank  and  fugitive. 

The  green  and  scarlet  of  the  Park, 
The  undulating  streets  at  dark, 
The  brown  smoke  blown  across  the  blue, 
This  crowded  city  we  walk  through, 

The  pallid  faces  full  of  pain, 
The  field-smell  of  the  passing  wain, 
The  laughter,  longing,  perfume,  strife, 
The  daily  spectacle  of  life: 

Ah  !  how  shall  this  be  given  in  rhyme. 
By  rhymesters  of  a  knowing  time  ? 
Ah  !  for  the  age  when  verse  was  glad, 
Being  godlike,  to  be  bad  and  mad. 
-Edmund  Gosse  in  October  Pail  Mall  Magaz 


An  Opal. 
A  rose  ji  nr<-  shut  in  a  veil  of  snow  ; 

An  April  gleam  athwart  a  misted  sky  ; 
A  jewel — a  soul !    Gaze  deep  if  thou  would'st  know 
The  flame-wrought  spell  of  its  pale  witchery. 
And  now  each  tremulous  beauty  lies  revealed  ; 
And  now  the  drifted  snow  doth  beauty  shield. 

So  my  shy  love,  aneath  her  kerchief  white, 
Holdeth  the  glamour  of  the  East  in  fee  ; 
Warm  Puritan  ! — who  fears  her  own  delight, 
Who  trembleth  over  that  she  yieldeth  me. 

And  now  her  lips  her  heart's  rich  flame  have  told  ; 

And  now  they  pale  that  they  have  been  so  bold. 

— Edna.lt  Proctor  Clarke  in  October  Century. 


Outward  Bound. 
I  leave  behind  me  the  elm-shadowed  square 

And  carven  portals  of  the  silent  street. 

And  wander  on  with  listless,  vagrant  feet 
Through  seaward-leading  alleys,  till  the  air 
Smells  of  the  sea,  and  straightway  then  the  care 

Slips  from  my  heart,  and  life  once  more  is  sweet. 

At  the  lane's  ending  lie  the  white-winged  fleet. 
O  restless  Fancy,  whither  wouldst  thou  fare? 
Here  are  brave  pinions  that  shall  take  thee  far — 

Gaunt  hulks  of  Norway  ;  ships  of  red  Ceylon  ; 

Slim-masted  lovers  of  the  blue  Azores  \ 
'Tis  but  an  instant  hence  to  Zanzibar, 

Or  to  the  regions  of  the  Midnight  Sun  ; 

Ionian  Isles  are  thine,  and  all  the  fairy  shores  ! 
—  T.  B.  Aldrich  in  October  Pall  Mall  Magazine. 


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October  S,  1894. 


The  charm  of  a  circus,  like  the  charm  of  a  melo- 
drama, is  not  to  be  understood  by  those  who  have 
not  felt  its  magic  spell.  The  scoffers  who,  in  such 
a  delightful,  blood-and-lhunder  play  as  O'Neill's 
performance  of  "Monte  Cristo,"  or  such  English 
melodramas  as  "The  Silver  King"  and  "The 
Lights  o'  London,"  can  see  only  what  is  tawdry 
and  far-fetched,  and  never  feel  the  thrill  of  ro- 
mantic interest,  have  missed  one  of  the  pleasures 
of  life.  What  poor,  dried  spirits  are  those  who 
can  only  think,  when  they  see  the  persecuted 
heroine  hurl  herself  into  the  sea  from  a  beetling 
crag,  that  she  is  going  to  splash  into  a  tank  in 
which  the  water  is  probably  carefully  warmed  so 
as  not  to  give  her  a  shock  !  What  a  pleasure  is 
lost  to  that  Philistine  who  can  only  laugh  at  the  ex- 
tremely diminutive  railway  train  which  runs  over 
and  crushes  to  a  pulp  the  six-foot  villain  ! 

To  these  same  unenlightened,  colorless  beings 
the  enchantment  of  a  circus  is  unknown.  It  is 
merely  a  draughty  place,  smelling  of  sawdust  and 
stables,  where  the  horses  are  all  spiritless  and  old, 
the  trained  dogs  have  distemper,  the  clown  is  dull, 
the  ring-master  vulgar,  and  the  lady  who  jumps 
through  the  hoops  ugly  and passie.  In  the  distant 
days  of  their  childhood  they  probably  enjoyed  the 
circus,  and  then  saw  it  through  the  singular  glamour 
which  illuminates  the  world  generally  at  that  hal- 
cyon period.  Then  the  horses  were  all  as  young 
and  high-mettled  as  the  ladies  upon  their  backs 
were  sprightly,  and  fresh,  and  fair.  Then  the 
jokes  of  the  clown  were  all  inspired  by  a  wit  as 
brilliant  as  Sydney  Smith's  or  Sheridan's.  Then 
the  pink  gauze,  and  the  tinsel,  and  the  gold  lace, 
and  the  tights  were  all  new,  and  spotless,  and 
bright.  Then  five  cents'  worth  of  peanuts  repre- 
sented a  mad,  gastronomic  carouse,  and  pink 
lemonade,  colored  with  frankly  obvious  lumps  of 
red  paint,  was  a  nectar  such  as  Hebe  poured  for 
the  gods. 

But  this  delightful  condition  of  unquestioning 
appreciation — the  state  of  early  enthusiasm  when 
Wordsworth  said  we  were  "trailing  clouds  of 
glory  " — does  not  last  long.  There  comes  an  awful 
day  when  the  veil  of  the  Temple  is  rent  in  twain 
and  we  see  the  circus  in  its  habit  as  it  lives,  with  all 
the  grease-spots,  the  darns,  the  collar-bones,  the 
paste  diamonds,  the  out-of-tune  orchestra,  and  the 
tin  reflectors  on  the  kerosene  lamps.  This  is  a 
crucial  day — a  moment  of  destiny.  If  the  impres- 
sion stays,  never  more  lifts  to  allow  you  to  see  vistas 
of  romance  dwindling  back  from  the  red  curtains 
through  which  the  riders  come  ambling  in,  then 
has  the  time  come  to  say  with  the  Psalmist, 
"  Philistia,  be  thou  glad  of  me  !  "  But  if,  on  the 
contrary,  the  circus  in  a  new  aspect — the  aspect  of 
the  romance  of  its  reality— suddenly  makes  a 
strong  and  thrilling  appeal  to  you,  then  there  is 
cause  to  hope  that,  so  long  as  reason  holds  a  seat 
in  this  distracted  globe,  the  spe'l  of  the  circus  will 
stay  with  you,  never  to  be  shaken  off. 

It  is  difficult  to  analyze  just  in  what  this  spell  lies. 
Does  there  always  linger  about  the  mimic  life  of 
the  mummer,  while  he  "struts  and  frets  his  hour 
upon  the  stage,"  some  glamour  of  romance?  Is 
there  something  in  the  existence  of  the  strolling 
player,  that  nomad  of  the  drama,  that  picturesque 
Ishmaelite  whose  life  of  a  light-hearted,  out-at- 
elbows  vagabondia  makes  so  strong  an  appeal  to 
the  craving  for  the  unusual,  which  exercises  a 
potent  fascination  over  those  whose  well-regulated 
lives  pass  in  uneventful,  commonplace  security  and 
comfort  ?  To  those,  pent  between  the  brick  walls 
of  a  city,  with  flagged  pavements  underfoot  and 
only  a  narrow  strip  of  smoky  sky  overhead,  the 
circus  people,  wandering  a  whole  continent,  must 
seem  as  weirdly  strange  as  Esmeralda  did  to  the 
five  demoiselles  to  whom  Phoebus  introduced  her. 

The  circus  is,  indeed,  a  relic  of  early  times. 
The  wandering  acrobats,  pitching  their  tents 
wherever  they  seem  to  think  custom  will  be  good, 
are  a  survival— and  a  survival  which  is  little 
changed.  The  dwellers  in  tents,  tlie  haunters  of 
country  fairs,  the  Merry-andrews  of  booths  and 
band-wagons,  are  the  forefathers  of  the  circus 
people  of  to-day.  The  little  group  of  players  and 
acrobats,  whose  tragic  story  Leoncavallo  saw  en- 
acted and  afterward  made  into  an  opera,  were  the 
first  cousins  of  that  throng  of  performers  who  go 
to  the  making  up  of  Barnum's  great  show.  The 
strolling  players  who,  during  the  last  few  centuries, 
have  plodded  through  Europe  on  their  tired  feet, 
or  ambled  through  Europe  on  their  tired  horses, 
or  rattled  across  Europe  in  painted  vans,  did  not 
ha'  the  menageries  of  animals,  or  the  trained 
'lorses,  or  the  trapeze  performers  that  to-day  are 
the  backbone  of  every  circus.     The  performances 


they  gave  were  rather  more  in  the  nature  of  plays, 
with  the  Columbine,  the  Harlequin,  and  the  Panta- 
loon, such  as  Leoncavallo's  players  gave  with  such 
disastrous  results. 

The  modern  circus  went  a  little  further  back  for 
its  model.  It  found  a  good  example  to  follow  in 
the  real  circuses  of  old  Rome.  It  reverted  to  the  cus- 
tom of  introducing  wild  animals  into  the  arena.  It 
appealed  to  that  semi-savage  instinct  which  delights 
in  mock  contests,  in  exhibitions  of  strength,  and  in 
dangerous  exploits  on  bars  and  trapezes.  From 
the  little  traveling  show,  which,  with  its  ark  and  its 
band-wagon,  its  tent  stored  away  in  an  express 
cart,  its  proprietor  and  manager  riding  on  in  ad- 
vance in  a  little  gilded,  two-wheeled  chaise,  to  the 
mammoth,  three-ringed  show  of  Barnum  &  Bailey, 
the  circus  has  kept  to  the  model  of  those  perform- 
ances that,  in  the  days  of  pagan  Rome,  used  to  de- 
light the  togaed  and  filleted  Romans— kept  to  the 
model  with  those  modifications  which  the  advanced 
standard  of  humanity  at  this  pinnacle  of  time  de- 
mands. 

The  profession  of  acrobat  and  circus-rider,  like 
that  of  artist's  model,  is  said  to  run  in  families. 
The  great  stars  of  the  sawdust  ring  in  Europe  are 
generally  descended  from  long  lines  of  acrobats, 
who  have  been  tumbling  and  twisting  and  gyrating 
through  several  centuries.  From  these  supple  and 
elastic  families  the  famous  figures  of  the  circus 
generally  rise,  as  Adelina  Patti  rose  from  a  family 
that  had  been  making  music  as  far  back  as  it  could 
be  traced.  These  people,  too,  as  a  rule,  marry 
among  their  own  kind.  That  acrobat  marries  tight- 
rope dancer  is  as  natural  as  that  royalty  marries 
royalty.  Back  and  back  through  the  dim  genera- 
tions can  be  traced  the  lineal  heritage  of  elasticity 
and  grace  and  suppleness  ;  sure  of  foot  and  steady 
of  nerve  and  true  of  eye,  each  generation  comes 
stamped  with  the  marks  of  the  breed.  The  roman- 
tic and  charming  stories  of  the  beautiful  circus- 
riders  and  tight-rope  dancers,  who  are  wooed  and 
won  by  infatuated  noblemen,  are  generally  works 
of  the  imagination.  The  women  of  the  circus,  with 
something  of  that  wild  loyalty  and  honor  which 
marks  the  people  of  the  few  wandering  races  which 
still  exist,  keep  to  their  own  kind  and  their  own 
sphere.  There  was  one  case  in  which  a  nobleman 
married  a  circus-rider.  This  was  Prince  Reuss, 
who,  after  a  long  courtship,  married  Mile.  Loisset, 
who,  it  is  said,  was  for  a  long  time  very  unwilling  to 
leave  that  sphere  in  which  she  was  a  shining  star 
and  in  which  tradition  and  inclination  urged  her  to 
remain. 

Among  the  women  performers  in  the  European 
circus,  the  haute-icole  rider,  whom  the  uninitiated 
outsider  generally  looks  upon  as  the  aristocrat  of 
the  ring,  is,  in  the  world  of  the  circus,  a  much  in- 
ferior person  to  the  gauze-and-spangled  sylph  who 
jumps  through  the  hoops  or  stands  erect  on  the 
broad  saddle  of  a  gently  ambling  old  nag.  The 
haute-icole  rider  is,  very  often,  not  of  the  pure 
circus  breed,  not  of  the  great  class  of  acrobats. 
She  is  often  an  outsider,  come  from  no  one  knows 
whither,  with  none  of  the  respected  traditions  of 
the  world  of  the  sawdust  ring.  She  enters  the 
circus  to  show  off  her  pretty  face,  her  handsome 
figure,  and  her  skill  in  riding  a  mild,  see-sawing 
old  horse,  who  would  not  for  a  moment  dream  of 
trying  to  throw  her  off. 

These  horses — for  she  must  generally  have  three 
— ske  brings  herself.  They  are  trained  in  Ger- 
many, where  a  specialty  is  made  of  training  horses 
for  the  ring,  and,  if  they  are  trick  horses  with  an 
extended  repertoire,  command  prices  ranging  from 
two  thousand  to  three  thousand  dollars.  There- 
fore, the  dashing  equestrienne  must  either  have 
money  herself  or  be  backed  by  some  one  wealthy 
enough  to  provide  the  ancient  and  expensive 
mounts  upon  which  she  dazzles  an  admiring  world. 
The  rider  who,  in  ballet  costume,  jumps  through 
hoops  or  over  banners  is  a  person  of  a  much  supe- 
rior class  in  the  circus  world  of  society.  She  gen- 
erally is  of  that  world  by  right  of  birth  and  herit- 
age. Her  acrobatic  forefathers  have  given  her  ex- 
treme limberness  of  joint  and  fibre  and  the  lissome 
grace  which  comes  from  perfectly  trained  muscles. 
At  six  she  has  been  lifted  on  to  the  saddle  and  be- 
gun her  training  in  the  ring  ;  a  little  later  she  goes 
into  the  school  for  acrobats,  where  they  are  trained 
as  girls  are  for  the  ballet.  Very  early,  sometimes 
in  her  childhood,  she  makes  her  professional  debut, 
generally  as  one  of  the  juveniles  in  some  daring 
equestrian  act. 

When  she  marries,  it  will  almost  always  be  to 
some  artist  in  her  own  line,  with  her  own  company, 
or  some  equally  distinguished  one.  Keeping  thus 
to  the  unbroken  tradition  of  her  class,  she  retains 
her  prestige  as  the  real  aristocrat  of  her  profession. 
Her  life  is,  as  a  rule,  one  of  hard-working  respecta- 
bility. Her  salary  is  good,  even  as  compared 
with  that  of  the  actress,  who,  beyond  the  dead 
level  of  hopeless  mediocrity,  is  always  well  paid. 
There  was  a  story  quoted  some  time  since 
of  a  young  Russian  girl— a  circus-rider— whose 
fame  as  an  equestrienne  of  wonderful  ability  was 
such  that  offers  were  made  to  her  by  almost  all  the 
large  circuses  of  Europe.  She,  however,  an- 
nounced that  she  would  accept  nothing  lower  than 
two  thousand  dollars  a  month,  and  until  that  was 
offered  her  she  would  remain  with  her  father's  cir- 
cus in  Russia. 


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Pietro  Mascagni  is  at  work  on  a  new  opera  to  be 
called  "Serafino  d'Albania,"  which  will  first  be 
heard  in  Berlin. 

Mme.  Coquelin,  the  mother  of  the  two  famous 
actors,  has  just  died  in  Paris  at  the  advanced  age 
of  eighty-four  years. 

Nordica  is  betrothed  to  a  Mr.  Doeme.  Boston 
has  seen  him  and  announced  that  "  anthropomet- 
rically  he  made  a  pleasing  impression." 

Roland  Reed  recently  tried  in  Detroit  his  new 
comedy,  "  The  Politician  ;  or,  The  Woman's 
Plank,"  in  which  Isadore  Rush  portrayed  a  twen- 
tieth-century woman. 

"  Don  Juan  (Ad  Lib.)  "  is  enjoying  great  favor  at 
the  Tivoli  Opera  House,  and  will  probably  be  con- 
tinued for  a  fortnight  yet.  It  will  be  followed  by  a 
revival  of  "  Fra  Diavolo." 

Ada  Rehan's  repertoire  as  a  star  comprises 
"The  Last  Word,"  "School  for  Scandal," 
"Twelfth  Night,"  "Love  on  Crutches,"  and 
"The  Taming  of  the  Shrew  "—a  Daly  Company 
repertoire  with  the  company  left  out. 

Daniel  Sully,  the  Irish-American  comedian,  will 
be  seen  in  the  r61e  of  a  rich  contractor  in  "  The 
Millionaire  "  at  the  California  Theatre  next  week. 
His  engagement  will  last  a  fortnight,  the  second 
week  being  devoted  to  "Washington,  D.  C,"  a 
new  comedy  by  Daniel  Hart. 

Sardou  is  at  work  on  another  new  play,  of  which 
he  refuses  to  say  more  than  that  it  will  be  called 
"La  Sorciere."  The  Black  Art  is  utilized  in  the 
drama  by  two  other  playwrights,  Emile  Bergerat 
and  Jean  Richepin,  each  of  whom  has  written  a 
play  entitled  "  L'Enchantresse." 

A  new  play,  "  Church  and  Stage,"  by  Theodore 
Kremer,  is  to  be  given  its  first  production,  week 
after  next,  by  Miss  Jeffreys  Lewis.  The  author — 
who  enacts  one  of  the  leading  r61es — announces 
that  Mrs.  Bernard  Beere  is  to  produce  the  play  at 
the  Haymarket  in  London  on  December  15th. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Kendal  will  open  their  engage- 
ment in  this  city  on  October  22d,  appearing  at  the 
Baldwin  Theatre  in  Pinero's  celebrated  play,  "  The 
Second  Mrs.  Tanqueray."  They  are  now  playing 
a  successful  engagement  at  Hooley's  Theatre  in 
Chicago,  whence  they  come  here  direct. 

The  California  Theatre  will  have  a  sensation  on 
Monday  evening  in  the  person  of  Marcell 
Hanauma,  a  Turkish  beauty  who  came  to  this 
country  during  the  World's  Fair  in  Chicago.  She 
will  pose  in  the  "living  pictures"  given  during 
Daniel  Sully's  engagement,  her  great  hits  being  in 
"  The  Birth  of  Spring  "  and  Reiffke's  famous  paint- 
ing recently  exhibited  here,  "  A  Glimpse  of  the 
Harem." 

The  suggestion  made  in  this  paper  that  Toby 
Rosenthal's  "  Elaine  "  would  be  an  admirable  sub- 
ject for  a  "  living  picture  "  has  been  adopted  by 
Manager  Friedlander,  of  the  California  Theatre, 
who  will  include  it  in  the  series  to  be  given  next 
week.     The  entire  list  is  as  follows  : 

"  The  Black  Domino,"  by  L.  Spiridon  ;  "  The  Fairy  of 
the  Alps,"  by  K.  Dillitz  ;  "  The  Nymph  of  the  Stream," 
by  Henrietta  Rae  ;  "The  Storm,"  by  Marcellano ; 
"Love  is  Lightest,"  by  Reid  ;  "  Hagar  and  Ishmael," 
by  E.  K.  Lisba  ;  "  The  Vacant  Chair,"  by  Toby  E.  Rosen- 
thal; "  Elaine,"  by  Toby  E.  Rosenthal;  "The  Birth  of 
Spring  "  ;  and  "  A  Glimpse  of  the  Harem." 

"  Runnymede,"  a  new  drama  in  blank  verse  by 
William  Greer  Harrison,  with  incidental  music  by 
H.  J.  Stewart,  was  read  to  a  number  of  literary 
and  musical  persons  at  Mr.  Harrison's  residence 
last  Wednesday  evening.  The  period  of  the  play 
is  the  same  as  that  of  Tennyson's  "  The  Foresters  " 
— that  of  the  reign  of  King  John— concluding  with 
the  famous  battle  from  which  the  play  takes  its 
name.  The  drama  was  well  read  by  Leo  Cooper 
and  made  a  very  favorable  impression  on  those  who 
heard  it,  as  did  also  the  music,  sung  by  Mr. 
Rickard  and  a  male  and  a  female  quartet.  Fred- 
erick Warde  has  secured  Mr.  Harrison's  play,  and 
will  bring  it  out  in  Boston  in  the  coming  winter. 


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Address 

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All  our  Ale  and  Stout  bottled  at  ihe 
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Medals   and  Diploma   from  World's 
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October  S,  1894. 


THE 


ARGONAUT. 


11 


VANITY    FAIR. 


A  great  scandal  has  arisen  in  Cairo,  caused  by 
exposures  concerning  the  slave  trade.  Of  course 
the  British  officials  in  Egypt  do  not  tolerate  any 
open  slave  traffic.  Severe  laws  against  the  intro- 
duction of  black  slaves  for  the  harems  have  long 
been  in  vogue,  yet  such  slaves  are  secretly  intro- 
duced into  the  country  every  week.  Egypt  passed 
a  law  as  long  ago  as  1828  declaring  that  no  more 
white  slaves  should  be  imported  for  the  harems  of 
the  country.  But  this  was  done  to  quiet  Western 
criticism,  and  it  was  a  dead  letter.  Down  to  the 
end  of  his  reign  in  1879,  the  Viceroy  Ismael  Pasha 
recruited  his  harem  with  choice  lots  of  Circassian 
slaves  of  great  beauty,  and  he  was  not  inter- 
fered with.  After  the  English  got  a  good  footing 
in  Egypt,  they  began  to  liberate  the  Circassian 
women  from  the  harems,  which  gave  great  offense 
to  the  high  Egyptian  functionaries.  It  also  annoyed 
the  Turks,  who  said  that  the  invaders  liberated 
them  and  then  induced  them  to  lead  "immoral 
lives."  Few  Western  people  ever  understand  the 
real  social  position  of  a  "slave  girl"  in  a  harem. 
The  Circassian  beauty  who  has  been  sold  as  a  slave 
is  not  an  abject  and  servile  creature,  trembling  be- 
fore a  brutal  master.  She  is  an  ambitious  and  cun- 
ning beauty,  constantly  plotting  to  rise  in  the  social 
scale.  Marriage  brings  her  up  in  the  world  at  once. 
Listen  to  the  testimony  of  a  Turkish  lady  on  this  sub- 
ject. "A  slave  coming  into  a  room,  in  an  old- 
fashioned  harem,  will  mix  in  the  conversation  held 
there  without  any  surprise  being  testified,  nor  will 
any  be  felt.  This  girl  may  become  a  lady  any  day, 
and  in  treating  her  as  one  beforehand  we  take  off 
very  much  of  the  awkwardness  which  would  else 
ensue.  To  this  rapid  change  of  position,  to  which 
all  Circassians  are  liable,  and  which  fills  our 
harems  with  Circassian  ladies  as  well  as  slaves, 
may  be  traced  the  real  cause  of  the  want  of  power 
felt  by  the  Turkish  girls.  Formerly,  a  Turk  rarely 
married  his  countrywoman.  On  the  principle,  I 
suppose,  that  '  exchange  is  no  robbery,"  he  would 
marry  a  Circassian  woman  slave  and  give  his  sister 
to  a  Circassian  man  slave  or  to  some  penniless  Cir- 
cassian subaltern  in  the  Turkish  army.  This  was 
caused  by  the  innate  love  of  power  existing  in  both 
sexes.  A  Turkish  girl  wedded  to  her  equal  would, 
by  the  laws  of  religion,  feel  herself  obliged  to  treat 
her  husband  with  nearly  servile  respect,  while  when 
wedded  to  one  so  decidedly  her  inferior,  she  would 
be  mistress  in  her  own  house,  and,  reigning  su- 
preme over  her  husband  and  slaves,  would  never 
fear  a  rival.  However,  this  ended  when  our 
brothers  went  to  Paris  and  Oxford,  and  we  became 
civilized,  and  learned  to  wish  for  better  things. 
Now  Turkish  ladies  are  always  married  to  Turkish 
gentlemen,  and  the  Circassian  harems  are  becom- 
ing scarcer,  though  our  fathers  are  still  married  to 
Circassians,  and  in  our  first  homes  slaves  are  still 
more  powerful,  and  will  probably  continue  so  until 
a  new  generation  formed  of  our  children  arises." 


Slaves  in  Egyptian  and  Turkish  harems  are  rarely 
jealous  of  each  other  when  one  rises  to  be  a  lady, 
nor  will  the  fortunate  one  treat  the  other  with  any- 
thing like  pride.  This  kind  feeling  will,  however, 
disappear  if  by  an  unfortunate  hazard  both  are 
elevated  to  the  same  position  in  a  harem,  and  it 
would  be  unnatural  were  it  not  so,  for  it  would  be 
impossible  for  five  or  six  wives,  with  only  one  hus- 
band between  them,  to  exist  without  experiencing 
any  sentiment  of  jealousy.  Of  the  real  position  of 
those  wives,  the  Christian  world  is  very  ignorant. 
First  of  all,  there  is  a  great  difference  between  the 
legitimate  wife  and  the  odalisques,  A  few  years 
ago,  when  a  man  was  twenty,  his  father  would  go 
to  the  slave-market  and  send  home  a  few  slaves, 
from  whom  his  son  would  be  expected  to  choose  a 
wife  ;  this  once  over,  and  the  contract  of  the  fortu- 
nate one  written,  the  father  would  consider  his  duty 
done,  and  leave  the  rest  to  the  bridegroom  himself, 
who  would  in  his  turn  buy  a  couple  or  two  of  slaves, 
ostensibly  for  his  wife,  but  really  for  himself.  Dur- 
ing the  life  of  the  father,  these  would  still  be  con- 
sidered as  slaves — that  is,  supposing  the  son  lives 
with  him  in  the  same  house  ;  for  the  father,  consid- 


A  warded 
Highest  Honors—World's  Fair. 


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BAKING 
POWDER 

MOST  PERFECT    MADE. 

A  pure  Grape  Cream  of  Tartar  Powder.    Free 
from  Ammonia,  Alum  or  any  other  adulterant. 

40  YEARS  THE  STANDARD. 


ering  himself  bound  to  protect  the  wife  he  had  pro- 
cured, would  never  permit  the  slaves  to  attain  an- 
other rank.  But  at  the  father's  death,  his  wives 
would  retire  to  their  children's  homes  and  the  son's 
wife  would  then  be  installed  as  lady  of  the  house, 
while  the  others  would  receive  the  title  of  odalisques 
and  each  possess  her  own  suite  of  apartments,  her 
own  slaves,  her  own  table,  and,  when  her  children 
are  older,  perhaps  her  own  carriage.  The  harem 
would  thus  be  divided  into  lodgings,  where  each 
lady  would  lead  as  separate  a  life  as  if  she  lived  in 
a  different  home,  but  over  which  the  chief  lady 
would  still  possess  the  privilege  of  reigning  su- 
preme, The  real  position  of  these  odalisques  is 
difficult  to  explain  clearly  ;  they  rank  much  lower 
than  their  children,  but  much  higher  than  their 
slaves. 


The  latest  fashionable  freak  among  women  who 
are  blessed  with  pretty  hands  is  to  wear  an  im- 
mense ring,  like  a  Roman  Catholic  bishop's,  on  the 
first  finger  of  the  right  hand.  It  used  to  be  con- 
sidered the  height  of  vulgarity  to  place  a  ring  on 
the  index  finger,  but  now  this  decoration  is  the 
dernier  cri.  The  ring  must  be  a  superb  one,  and 
must  not  partake  of  the  slender  and  graceful  dainti- 
ness of  the  "  Marquise"  circle.  It  must  be  solid, 
big,  and  respectably  ecclesiastic  in  its  appearance. 
The  feminine  mind,  always  desirous  of  presenting 
contrasted  effects  to  poor  humanity,  sees  the  deli- 
cately sarcastic  anomaly  of  a  little,  white,  frivolous- 
looking  hand  wearing  a  big,  aggressively  solid  sort 

of  ring. 

♦i 

The  leading  tailors  in  Paris  have  just  been  holding 
a  congress,  or  convention,  for  the  purpose,  as  they 
allege,  of  deciding  what  men  are  to  wear  during 
the  next  winter  and  spring.  "  It  is  a  great  piece 
of  presumption  on  their  part,"  writes  Vogue's 
correspondent,  "  since  it  would  imply  that  our  best- 
known  clubmen  and  members  of  ihejeunesse  dorde 
and  of  the  great  world  are  nothing  more  than  so 
many  tailors'  dummies,  content  to  wear  just  what 
they  are  told,  and  what  is  put  on  their  back. 
Tailors  follow,  but  never  lead,  men's  fashions.  It 
would  be  difficult  to  say  who  does  lead  masculine 
fashion  here,  unless  it  is  the  Prince  of  Wales.  For 
all  ideas  as  to  men's  dress  come  to  us  straight  from 
London,  and  nothing  is  accepted  as  good  form 
there  until  it  has  received  the  imprimatur  of  the 
genial  heir-apparent  to  the  throne.  Sport  and 
athletics  are  the  fad  of  the  hour  in  France,  and  in- 
asmuch as  these  two  crazes  are  so  closely  identified 
with  John  Bull,  it  is  only  natural  that  our  men 
should  adopt  their  concomitant  garb.  A  few  years 
ago,  everybody  in  Paris  took  his  cue  in  matters  re- 
lating to  dress  from  the  Prince  de  Sagan,  and 
prior  to  then  from  the  Due  de  Noailles.  While 
both  of  these  noblemen  remain  to  represent  the 
supreme  type  of  essentially  French  elegance,  yet 
they  only  succeed  in  doing  so  by  abstaining  from 
following  the  mode  of  the  hour,  which  is  quite  the 
reverse  of  anything  Gallic.  There  is  one  English 
practice,  however,  to  which  our  people  have  never 
taken  kindly — namely,  the  hand-shake,  which  to  us 
savors  too  much  of  close  acquaintance  and  inti- 
mate friendship  to  be  lightly  accorded  to  compara- 
tive strangers.  Little  as  we  shake  hands  here, 
even  that  has  been  thought  too  much,  and  a 
society  has  been  formed  on  the  banks  of  the  Seine 
the  members  of  which  have  bound  themselves, 
under  penalty  of  a  fine,  never  to  shake  hands  with 
any  one  unless  the  hand  is  carefully  gloved,  the 
opinion  prevailing  that  much  disease  is  transmitted 
by  indiscriminate  hand-shaking.  According  to  the 
ethics  which  have  up  till  now  prevailed  here  in 
Paris,  the  retention  of  the  glove  by  men,  when 
shaking  hands,  has  been  considered  as  the  height 
of  rudeness — just  as  gross  a  piece  of  discourtesy, 
in  fact,  as  the  retention  of  a  cigar  in  the  mouth  or 
hand  when  talking  to  a  woman.  And  while  this 
rule  of  conventional  courtesy  has  hitherto  existed 
in  England  as  well,  it  is  noteworthy  that,  although 
the  Prince  of  Wales  expects  people  who  shake 
hands  with  him  to  bare  their  hands,  he  himself  in-  j 
variably  retains  the  well-fitting,  single-buttoned, 
pearl-gray  kid,  without  which  he  never  stirs  out 
of  the  house." 

"The  first  dinner  of  a  debutante  is  almost  as 
much  of  an  ordeal  as  her  first  ball,  and  a  much 
greater  test  of  her  capabilities,"  remarked  a  woman 
of  the  world  to  a  New  York  Tribune  writer. 
"  '  Keep  on  talking,'  I  used  always  to  tell  my  girls, 
'  even  if  you  talk  about  nothing.  It's  better  to  be 
thought  silly  than  stupid,  and  very  young  girls  are 
bound  to  be  either  the  one  or  the  other,  as  a  rule. 
It  is  a  fatal  mistake  to  sit  speechless  at  the  first  few 
dinners.  Hostesses  resent  a  dull-looking  guest  and 
avoid  asking  dead  weights  a  second  time  if  they  can 
help  it.  It  really  does  not  matter  what  you  say. 
Recite  "  Mother  Goose,"  if  you  like  ;  people  rarely 
listen  to  you  anyway,  and  you  must  practice  on 
somebody.  Gradually  the/aeon  deparler  will  come 
to  you,  and  you  can  cheerfully  join  in  the  talk  of 
the  day  without  difficulty  ;  but  a  habit  of  silence 
once  acquired  and  a  reputation  for  dullness  and 
stiffness  once  fastened  upon  a  girl,  society  votes 
her  heavy  and  uninteresting,  however  pretty,  ac- 
complished, and  really  well  informed  she  may  be. 
All  that  may  be  utilized  later  on,  and  will  come 
admirably  into  play  after  she  has  acquired  the  art 
of  talking  ;  but,,  in  the. beginning,  anything  will 
do.'" 


VERS    DE    SOCIETE. 

My  Grandma's  Gown. 
With  lavender  bestrewn, 

You  send  my  fancy  straying 
As  to  a  ghostly  tune 

Of  distant  viols  playing. 
Because,  fair  garment,  kept 

Within  your  linen  cover, 
In  you  my  grandma  stepped 

A  measure  with  her  lover. 

In  clouds  of  quaint  old  lace, 

Whose  hue  Time's  touch  has  yellowed. 
You  have  the  royal  grace 

Of  grandeur  softly  mellowed. 
How  beat  her  heart  apace 

To  hear  your  silken  rushes  ; 
How  must  her  mirrored  face 

Have  bloomed  with  conscious  blushes  ! 

How  youthful  was  the  smile 

Beneath  the  stately  powder; 
How  did  the  patch  beguile 

Which  vanity  allowed  her  ! 
Lace-hid,  her  snowy  breast 

Heaved  with  a  shy  elation. 
When  fancy  bravely  guessed 

A  lover's  admiration. 

O  slender  oval  waist, 

Where  soon  his  arm  might  linger; 
O  gentle  hand  that  graced 

His  ring  upon  its  finger; 
O  slipper  tapping  swift ; 

O  eyes  so  eager  glancing. 
Impatient  soon  to  drift 

In  music  to  the  dancing  ! 

Ah,  many  years  have  passed, 

And  many  loves  have  perished ; 
Yet  this  frail  gown  at  last 

Lies  here,  unharmed  and  cherished. 
They  say  I  look  like  her : 

He  begged  of  me  to  wear  it ; 
But,  somehow,  I  prefer 

No  other  maid  should  share  it. 

Her  sweetheart  viewed  it  o'er, 

With  roses  on  their  faces. 
He  dared  to  stoop  before. 

And  kiss  the  trembling  laces. 
Nay,  stay,  sweet  memory,  laid 

Safe  in  your  linen  cover,' 
Sacred  to  one  fond  maid, 

And  one  true-hearted  lover. 
— Louise  Morgan  Sill  in  October  Century, 

Jacques  and   Suzette. 
There  you  sit  in  a  niche  together 
Out  of  the  reach  of  wind  and  weather, 
Looking  down  on  a  fierce  bronze  dragon, 
A  cloisonne  vase  and  a  gilded  flagon, 
The  opal  gleam  of  a  Venice  glass, 
A  chamois  climbing  an  Alpine  pass, 
An  ivory  boat  from  far  Japan, 
An  odorous  flask  from  Ispahan, 

And  a  host  of  things — 
Trifles  that  last  while  Life  takes  wings  ! 

0  chere  Suzette,  what  years  have  flown 
Since  you  and  Jacques  were  together  thrown, 
And  loved  and  quarreled,  and  loved  again, 
The  old,  old  fate  of  dames  and  men  ! 

But  there  you  sit  in  your  carven  shrine, 
With  never  a  thought  of  me  or  mine. 

Even  though  beset 
By  your  great-great-grandchildren,  belle  Suzette  ! 

Puffed  and  powdered  your  golden  hair, 
Gleaming  under  the  rose  you  wear  ; 
One  long,  loose  curl  drooping  low 
Over  your  bosom's  tender  snow  ; 
Arching  eyebrows,  and  smiling  lips 
Red  as  the  rose  the  wild  bee  sips — 
Thus,  even  yet, 

1  see  and  I  know  you,  chere  Suzette  ! 

White  puffed  sleeves  and  a  fall  of  lace, 

Lending  your  figure  girlish  grace  ; 

Purple  bodice  that  gems  bedeck  ; 

A  string  of  amethysts  round  your  neck  ; 

Plenty  of  furbelows  to  show 

How  you  plumed  your  gay  wings  long  ago, 

Lady  Suzette, 
In  the  days  when  youth  and  pleasure  met. 
But,  grand-pere  Jacques,  with  your  curled   brown 

wig, 
And  your  broad  white  kerchief,  trim  and  trig, 
Out  of  which  rises  your  shaven  chin  ; 
With  your  delicate  lips  and  your  nostrils  thin, 
And  a  certain  self-confident,  high-bred  air, 
Smiling  and  gallant  and  debonair, 

I  wonder  yet 
If  she  made  your  heart  ache,  this  Suzette? 
Or  perhaps,  Monsieur,  'twas  the  other  way  ; 
For  she  was  jealous  and  you  were  gay, 
And  under  that  frill  of  falling  snow 
A  passionate  heart  beat  warm,  I  know. 
Dear  grand-pere  Jacques,  I  doubt  if  you 
Were  undeniably  good  and  true— 

Did  you  make  her  fret, 
Though  you  called  her  gently,  "  ma  chere  Suzette  1 " 

Ye  do  not  answer,  O  smiling  lips  ! 
From  the  silent  past  no  answer  slips. 
Quaint  letters  more  than  a  century  old, 
Hint  at  romances  that  might  be  told  ; 
But  dust  and  ashes  are  all  who  knew 
How  life  fared  on  between  you  two, 

Jacques  and  Suzette, 
Or  how  its  warp  and  its  woof  were  set. 
Nay,  nay,  dear  hearts,  I  will  vex  you  not  ; 
Be  your  loves,  or  glad,  or  sad,  forgot  ! 
Keep  ye  your  secrtts,  ah  you  will, 
Sitting  up  yonder  calm  and  still. 
Side  by  side  in  a  niche  together, 
Out  of  the  reach  of  stormy  weather. 
And  whispering  yet, 
*  Mon  ami  Jacques,"  "  Ma  chere  Suzette  ! " 

—Julia.  C.  £.  Dorr  in  October  Scribntr's. 


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FOR  HANDKERCHIEF,  TOILET  8c  BATH. 


Hofniann's  Great  Painting, 

CHRIST  IN  GETHSEMANE, 

Will    lie    exhibited    in    the 
Gallery    of 

W.  K.  VICKERY, 

224  Post  St.,  San  Francisco, 


For  three  weeks,  beginning 
October  14,  1894. 


If  you  could  have  your  Shirts  made  to 
order  for  the  same  price  as  you  pay  for 
them  ready  made,  would  you  do  it  ? 
That's   the   price   I   charge   for    them  —  same    as 
ready  made. 

332  KEARNY  STREET, 

Bet.  Bush  and  Pine. 


Chinese  and  Japanese  Goods 
AT  AUCTION. 


Grand  Exhibition,  Wednesday,  Oct.  10,  1894 


Commencing  Thursday,  Oct.  11,  1894,  and 

following  days  at  one  o'clock  P.  M., 

we  will  sell  AT  AUCTION  this 

extensive  consignment. 


You  are  cordially  invited  to  inspect  this  endless  and 
valuable  variety.  Our  recent  sale  having  proved  so  pop- 
ular, this  consignment  has  been  selected  with  a  view  to 
solicit  a  continuance  of  the  patronage  so  liberally  be- 
stowed, not  only  by  our  resident  friends,  but  also  by 
visitors  to  this  city.  We  make  a  specialty  of  conducting 
the  only  sale  At  Auction  of  these  fine  and  rare  goods. 
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EVERY    NIGHT 

Between  the  hours  of  lO  ami  12, 
and  Filled  with  Fresh  Water  direet 
from  the  Ocean  Every  Morning:. 

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■:-    THE    COLONIAL    -:- 

PINK     AND     JONES    STS. 

New,    Klegantly    furnished    Family    Hotel. 

STRICTLY    FIRST-CLASS. 

Central  to  all  lines  of  cars. 


Tin: 
DM  H  IN 

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DEAFNESS 

nod  bead  nolsesrsllevedbyualrjA 

»n  BOTH  mi'mhin  ai  &gl    i  unilil  ■& 

Entirely  new,e  lentifla  lm 
dlffercni  from  iillotui  rdei  h  ei :  the 
onh  Bnfe.stn  pie,  c  >mfoi  table,  and 
invi-iiiie   eiir  drum  la  the  world. 

Hundreds    uro     hHnjr      benefitted 

wbere  medli  nl  skill  bag  railed.  No 
Bl  rlna'OrWlre  at  tmlinjf  ntin  Irritate 
the  ear.    Write  for  nnmptilet. 

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129  TniHBMn.  LOU 


12 


THE        ARGONAUT. 


October  8,  1894. 


A    NEWSBOY    STAR. 


The  One  Appearance  of  Peg- Leg,  the   Musician. 


The  weather  had  been   insufferably   hot  for    a 
week.     But  one  evening  late   in   August    a  wind 
came  out  of  the  north,  and  with  it  came  rain  and 
hail,  which  beat  down  into  Theatre  Alley  with  a 
sharp  rattle  against  the  iron  window-shutters.    The 
dirty    cobble-stones    were    quickly    covered    with 
myriads  of  melting  ice  marbles.     The  wind  swept 
through  the  alley  in  sharp  gusts,  and  the  rain  went 
through    Peg- Leg    Pete's    clothing   as    it    would 
through  a  sieve.     Pete  was  partially  sheltered  in 
the  doorway  of  a  warehouse.      His  face  and  fingers 
were  blue,  and  he  shivered  as  if  from  an  attack  of 
Indiana  chills.     Pete  was  crying".     Not  because  he 
was  cold  and  hungry,  nor  because  his  father  and 
mother  were  both   in   Calvary   Cemetery.     Hard- 
ship, hunger,  and  contumely  had  been  Pete's  bed- 
fellows for  ten  years,  and  being  very  well  acquainted 
with  grief,  he  regarded  hard  luck  as  his  normal 
condition,  and  suffered  no  mental  pangs  because  of 
his  generally  forlorn  position.     But  to-night,  wet  to 
the  skin,   empty    as    a   pawned   wedding-ring,   a 
pariah  in  the  metropolis  of  America,  Pete  was  cry- 
ing because  he  had  lost  his  mouth-harmonica.    His 
teeth  chattered  like  castanets,  to    which   his  sobs 
furnished  a  shuddering  accompaniment.     The  in- 
strument had  been  his  inseparable  companion  for 
more  than  a  year.     Intrinsically  the  harmonica  had 
no  value,  for  it  was  battered  and  tarnished,  but  to 
Pete's  fancy    it    was    sweeter    than    the  voice  of 
Orpheus's  lute.     Many  a  night  had  the  strains  of 
"Daisy,   Daisy,   give    me  your  answer  true"  as- 
suaged the  pangs  of  hunger  as  they  came  from  the 
instrument  at  the  bidding  of  his  educated  lip,  and 
as  Pete  hugged  closer  to  the  cold  door-step  to  es- 
cape the  breath  of  the  infant  cyclone,  the  memory 
of    the  gladsome   nights   when,  surrounded  by  a 
group  of  admirers,  he  had  played  melting  music 
upon  it,  only  added  poignancy  to  his  grief. 

"  Mebbe  I  lost  it  in  de  alley,"  he  sobbed,  as  he 
felt  in  his  pockets  for  the  hundredth  time  without 
success.  But  while  in  search  of  the  harmonica  he 
found  some  matches  which  had  escaped  a  wetting. 
During  a  lull  in  the  rain  he  slid  from  the  doorway 
into  the  alley,  and,  crawling  around  on  his  hands 
and  knees,  carefully  scanned  the  stones  by  the 
light  of  the  matches.  But  his  search  was  in  vain  ; 
and,  just  as  he  had  settled  himself  in  his  old  posi- 
tion, the  noise  of  laughter  and  shouting  came  to 
his  ears  from  the  entrance  to  the  alley.  But  the 
sound  of  his  comrades'  voices  failed  to  rouse  Pete. 
Bowing  his  face  to  his  knees,  he  cried  silently, 
while  the  rain  ran  down  the  back  of  his  neck.  He 
was  awakened  by  a  strain  of  what  seemed  seraphic 
music.  It  stole  in  upon  his  misery  like  the  soft 
sighing  of  summer  winds  in  the  pine-trees.  It  was 
the  voice  of  his  lost  harmonica.  Pete  jumped  to 
his  feet. 

"  Say,  where  did  you  git  it?  Ah,  give  it  to  me, 
will  yer  ?  " 

Snorcher,  his  bosom-friend,  held  the  instrument 
tantalizingly  out  of  Pete's  reach,  then  relented  and 
gave  it  to  him.  Pete  seized  the  harmonica  with 
trembling  eagerness. 

"  I  found  it  under  de  boiler  in  Frankfort  Street, 
where  you  was  sleepin*  las'  night,  Pete,"  said 
Snorcher.     "  Play  us  '  Daisy.'  " 

The  cripple  placed  the  harmonica  to  his  lips  and 
began  to  play.  He  was  so  cold  that  his  shudders 
added  a  tremulous  cadence  to  the  music.  Oblivious 
of  the  rain,  which  was  still  falling,  the  boys  stood 
around  in  silent  admiration  as  the  musical  descrip- 
tion of  the  wedding-trip  on  a  bicycle  was  caught  up 
by  the  wind  and  carried  out  into  Beekman  Street. 
Now  high,  now  low,  the  music  soared,  inexpressi- 
bly tender  and  sweet.  A  tall  man  wearing  a  silk 
hat  and  carrying  an  umbrella  was  passing  the  en- 
trance to  the  alley.  In  his  bosom  was  a  gem, 
whose  flamboyant  effulgence  and  tawdry  setting 
suggested  the  flotsam  of  the  Bowery  pawn-shop. 
There  was  also  a  counterfeit  color  to  his  mustache. 
Yet  a  certain  cheap  dignity  of  manner  gave  evi- 
dence of  authority.  The  music  caught  his  ear,  and 
he  stopped  to  listen.  When  the  first  selection 
ceased,  the  crippled  musician  played  "Sweet 
Marie,"  the  boys  joining  in  the  chorus  with  a 
fervor  which  completely  drowned  the  harmonica. 
The  man  stepped  into  the  alley  and  listened  more 
intently.  The  "  Miserere  "  followed.  Then  came 
the  "  Soldiers'  Chorus,"  from  "  Faust,"  which  Pete 
had  heard  at  an  open-air  concert  in  Paradise  Park. 
The  man  moved  out  of  the  shadows  and  walked  up 
the  alley.  As  he  stepped  into  the  gas-light,  he 
heard  a  loud  whisper  : 

"  Cheese  it,  Pete  ;  de  cop's  comin' !  " 
When  he  came  to  the  doorway  in  which  the  boy 
had  been  seated,  there  was  no  one  to  be  seen.  The 
boys  had  disappeared  like  mice.  By  the  time  his 
eyes  had  become  accustomed  to  the  darkness,  he 
saw  a  small  head  projecting  from  the  top  of  an  ash- 
barrel,  and  heard  a  shrill  whistle  as  the  owner  of 
the  head  jumped  out  of  the  barrel  and  exclaimed  : 
"  It's  all  right,  fellies.  He  ain't  no  cop.  Did  y' 
want  anything,  mister?  Hully  gee  !  where'd  y"  git 
de  sparkler  ?  " 

"  Oh,  1  was  just  listening  to  the  music,"  was  the 
Where's  the   player?"    The  allusion  to 
1  v-iS  totally  ignored. 

ought  you  was  de  cop,  an'  he  dropped  in 
r.     Hey,  Pete  !  dere's  a  man  lookin'  for  ye." 


Pete  emerged  from  a  yawning  hole  in  the  gutter, 
a  little  more  damp  and  disheveled  than  when  he 
disappeared.  Moved  by  the  stimulus  of  a  dime, 
Pete  went  through  his  whole  repertoire  for  the 
stranger's  benefit.  By  this  time  the  storm  had 
passed  over  and  the  stars  were  shining. 

"  Well,  boys,"  said  the  stranger,  "  if  you'll  go 
with  me,  I'll  treat  you  to  supper.     How's  that  ?  " 

This  proposal  was  hailed  with  delight,  and  they 
all  filed  down-stairs  into  the  cheap  restaurant  on 
the  corner.  It  was  known  among  the  newsboys  as 
a  "beanery,"  because  beef  and  beans  was  the 
chief  dish.  There  were  no  cloths  upon  the  tables. 
The  coffee  was  served  in  cups  nearly  half  an  inch 
thick  to  prevent  breakage.  Some  of  the  boys 
ordered  "collar-buttons"  —  indigestible  wheaten 
cakes  two  inches  thick  served  hot  from  the  griddle. 
Many  a  newsboy  has  never  recovered  from  the 
dyspepsia  induced  by  eating  "  collar-buttons." 

The  stranger  leaned  back  in  his  chair  and 
watched  with  patronizing  pleasure  the  ten  boys  eat 
beef  and  beans  and  wedge  their  mouths  open  with 
huge  cuts  of  pie. 

"Say,  mister,  you're  a  corker,"  was  the  con- 
sensus of  admiring  comment,  as  the  boys  left  the 
stranger  on  the  corner. 

Half  an  hour  later,  a  hack  drew  up  in  front  of  a 
Bowery  theatre  blazing  with  light.  The  door 
opened,  and  a  tall  man  assisted  a  boy  with  a 
wooden  leg  to  alight.  The  latter  tightly  held  a 
small  mouth-harmonica.  He  looked  around  in  a 
timid  manner  at  the  crowd  of  well-dressed  persons 
at  the  box-office,  and  followed  his  companion  down 
a  side-street  for  half  a  block  into  the  stage-en- 
trance. Pete  gripped  his  harmonica  tightly  in  a 
hand  that  had  not  touched  soap  for  weeks,  as  he 
passed  through  a  labyrinth  of  canvas  scenery  into 
the  greenroom.  Here  an  Irish  comedian,  made 
up  as  a  Hottentot,  with  a  bushel  of  hair  and  can- 
vas toes  of  great  length,  jumped  over  Pete's  fright- 
ened head.  A  youRg  woman,  with  short  skirts  and 
paint  on  her  face,  whom  Pete  thought  the  prettiest 
female  he  had  ever  seen,  asked  him  sarcastically: 
' '  Say,  gimpy,  where  did  yer  git  the  mud  freckles  ?  " 
Then  a  bell  tinkled  and  everybody  disappeared. 
Pete  was  gazing  about  in  a  bewildered  manner, 
when  he  found  himself  jerked  quickly  into  a  little 
box-like  room  containing  two  chairs,  a  wash-bowl, 
and  a  mirror.  As  in  a  dream,  he  heard  his  con- 
ductor say : 

"Now,  Pete,  brace  up.  This  is  the  chance  of 
your  life.  No  shenannigin  now  —  see?  This  is 
straight  biz.  You  go  on  next.  Step  out  on  the 
stage  and  chase  yourself  up  and  down  that  horn 
o'  yours  for  all  you're  worth.  You'll  catch  the 
gallery,  sure,  and  that's  what  you're  after.  Give  'em 
■  Sweet  Marie  '  and  '  Mother's  Teeth  are  Plugged 
with  Zinc'  You  know  what  them  guys  want. 
Catch  on,  eh  ?" 

Visions  of  wildly  applauding  galleries  arose  in 
fancy  before  Pete's  delighted  eyes.     But  his  hard 
struggle  for  subsistence  had  taught  him  a  lesson  in 
finance,  and  he  replied,  with  business  cunning  : 
"  How  much  will  I  git  ?  " 

"  Oh,  you'll  get  your  dust  all  right— ten  dollars  a 
week.  I'll  give  you  five  dollars  in  advance  if  you 
make  a  hit  to-night.  Now  get  ready  ;  there  goes 
the  curtain." 

Far  away  on  the  horizon  of  his  perception,  Pete 
could  hear  the  announcer  cry  : 

"  Ladies  and  gentlemen,  the  next  number  on  the 
programme  will  be  a  harmonica  solo  by  Peg-Leg 
Pete,  the  newsboy  musician." 

Pete  found  himself  in  the  glare  of  the  foot- 
lights, his  heart  beating  an  alarming  tattoo.  He 
was  a  most  disreputable-looking  object.  His  hair 
was  tousled.  Patches  of  mud  clung  to  his  gaunt 
face.  His  trouser-bottoms  had  formed  such  an  in- 
timate acquaintance  with  the  sidewalk  that  fes- 
toons of  cassimere  hung  about  his  ankles.  He 
could  vaguely  see  through  the  wall  of  fire  separat- 
ing him  from  the  audience  a  wide  expanse  of  faces, 
and  a  thousand  eyes  looking  at  him  curiously. 
Not  a  sound  greeted  his  appearance.  The  audi- 
ence was  so  much  surprised  at  the  sight  of  the  un- 
kempt boy  that  it  remained  silent  and  awaited  de- 
velopments. Pete  lifted  the  harmonica  to  his  lips 
and  blew  a  long-sustained  note,  so  soft,  so  sweet 
and  low,  that  each  listener  found  himself  uncon- 
sciously leaning  forward  to  hear  it.  The  note 
gradually  swelled  in  mellow  crescendo  until  the 
music  of  "  Mollie  and  I  and  the  Baby"  flooded 
the  theatre  with  persuasive  harmony.  The  music 
was  so  eloquent  and  winning  that  the  boys  in  the 
gallery  caught  up  the  refrain,  and 

"  Molly,  Molly,  always  so  jolly, 
Always  so  happy,  light-hearted,  and  gay," 
swept  through  the  theatre  like  a  cyclone,  and  the 
harmonica  was  drowned  in  the  mighty  chorus. 
Pete  looked  helplessly  about,  and  a  stage-hand  led 
him  behind  the  scenes.  The  manager  was  de- 
lighted. He  shook  the  boy's  hand  warmly,  and 
congratulated  him  on  his  success.  A  French 
dancer  in  flesh-colored  tights  patted  him  on  the 
head,  and  looked  at  him  half  enviously.  The  Hot- 
tentot beamed  on  him  red-eyed  through  a  shellac  of 
burnt  cork,  and  remarked  : 

"Say,    Pete,   there's    nuthin"    slow    about    you. 

You're  in  it  up  to  the  neck.     You'll  have  money  to 

burn   if  you're   cagy.     I    never  heard   a   kid   that 

could  cock  a  lip  with  you." 

Then  the  painted  woman  whom   Pete  admired 


came  up  and  kissed  him,  her  lips  leaving  a  smirch 
of  vermilion  on  a  background  of  sallow  cheek. 
Rapture  !  Oh,  delight !  Did  ever  a  boy  so  ache 
with  delight  before  ! 

Pete  slept  in  a  bed  in  a  Bowery  lodging-house 
that  night,  a  luxury  he  had  not  enjoyed  for  many 
months.  He  lay  awake  far  into  the  night,  looking 
at  the  gaslight  streaming  in  at  the  window.  A  con- 
fused kaleidoscopic  panorama  of  light,  music, 
beauty,  and  adulation  filled  his  mind.  And  in  his 
dream  a  gigantic  Hottentot  was  feeding  him  cran- 
berry-pie and  honey. 

So  Pete  found  himself  on  the  Bowery  at  one 
o'clock  on  a  warm  afternoon  in  August,  after  a 
sleep  of  ten  long  hours  in  a  bed.  Tightly  clasped 
in  his  right  hand,  which  was  shoved  deep  into  his 
pocket,  was  his  beloved  harmonica,  while  in  the 
other  hand  was  the  note  given  him  by  the  manager 
when  he  told  him  he  was  engaged.  Walking 
around  a  corner  into  a  quiet  street,  he  took  the  bill 
from  his  pocket  and  examined  it.  Yes,  it  was  a 
"  fiver,"  sure  enough.  He  stopped  in  front  of  ajew- 
eler's  window  and  became  fascinated  with  the  gleam- 
ing gems.  He  wanted  to  buy  a  watch,  but  com- 
promised on  a  cane,  for  which  he  paid  two  dollars. 
Then  he  bought  a  pocketful  •  of  peanuts  and 
stumped  along  on  his  wooden  leg,  leaving  a  trail  of 
peanut-shells  behind  him.  At  the  first  Italian 
stand,  he  took  on  board  a  cargo  of  oranges.  But 
peanuts  and  oranges  were  not  filling  enough  to  suit 
him.  He  went  into  a  restaurant  and  ordered  a  big 
plate  of  kidney  stew  and  a  huge  slice  of  water- 
melon. To  the  waiter's  look  of  inquiry,  he  re- 
plied :  "Oh,  yer  needn't  git  gay  ;  I've  got  de  stuff 
in  me  clothes.     I'm  a  actor." 

Up  to  this  time  Pete's  mind  had  been  so  filled 
with  his  success  that  he  had  no  time  to  think  of 
anything  else.  But  now  that  the  keen  edge  of  the 
glamour  had  worn  off,  he  began  to  feel  lonely.  The 
instinctive  human  desire  seized  him  to  tell  his 
friends  of  his  good  fortune.  He  started  for  Theatre 
Alley  in  a  brisk  walk,  hobbling  along  on  his  crutch 
and  new  cane.  It  suddenly  occurred  to  him  that 
he  was  walking  when  he  had  money  in  his  pocket, 
so  he  waited,  with  the  assurance  of  a  boy  who  has 
wealth,  for  a  car.  When  the  big  post-office  build- 
ing, whose  friendly  corridors  had  sheltered  him  on 
many  a  bitter  night,  loomed  up  ahead,  he  jumped 
from  the  car,  and  within  five  minutes  he  was  in 
Theatre  Alley.  He  shouted  shrilly  to  Snorcher, 
whom  he  saw  standing  near  the  pile  of  barrels. 

Pete  had  passed  all  the  afternoon  on  the  Bowery, 
and  now  the  twilight  was  falling  over  the  canon  of 
brick  and  mortar.  As  the  shadows  of  the  tall 
buildings  swallowed  his  pathetic  figure,  he  looked 
up  and  saw  the  stars  beginning  to  twinkle.  The 
alley  was  deserted.  But  this  did  not  discourage 
Pete.  He  had  sat  upon  the  door-step,  and  the 
boys  had  gathered  around  one  by  one  and  listened 
with  bated  breath  to  his  description  of  his  triumph 
on  the  previous  night.  Twelve  of  his  comrades 
had  dined  enormously  on  beef  and  beans  that 
night  at  Pete's  expense.  But  now,  all  unconscious 
of  the  hours,  Pete  sat  on  an  idle  truck,  going  over 
his  triumph,  with  the  proud  conviction  that  he  was 
"a  actor" — a  hero  known  to  every  boy  up  and 
down  the  alley. 

Twelve  o'clock  that  night  Pete  arose  to  a  sitting 
posture  as  he  lay  on  the  floor  under  a  big  boiler  in 
the  basement  of  the  printing-office.  He  rubbed 
his  eyes  stupidly,  and,  seizing  his  friend  Snorcher 
by  the  shoulder,  exclaimed:  "Say,  Snorch,  I  for- 
got somethin'." 

"  What?"  inquired  his  friend. 
"  I  forgot  all  about  me  job." — Ernest  Jar rold  in 
Harpers  Weekly. 


Don't  ask  your  dealer  what 
chimney  to  get  for  your  burner 
or  lamp.  The  "Index  to 
Chimneys'7  tells.  It  is  equally 
useful  to  you  and  to  him. 

Write  Geo  A  Macbeth  Co, 
Pittsburgh,   Pa. 

Pearl-glass  and  pearl-top 
chimneys  last  as  a  teacup 
lasts. 

Unexcelled   in  Appointments. 
Unsurpassed   in   Cuisine. 

THE    PALACE   HOTEL 

GUESTS  ENTERTAINED  ON  EITHER 

THE  AMERICAN  OR  EUROPEAN 

PLAN. 


THE    GRILL    ROOM 

A  UNIQUE  INNOVATION. 

Is  the  Most  Elegant   Dining  Apartment  for 
Men  in  San  Francisco. 

Rates  Moderate. 


Hamlet's  Little  Scheme. 

A  sad-looking  gentleman,  like  a  sort  of  very 
much  retired  Hamlet,  with  a  painful  expression  of 
face,  entered  the  coffee-room  of  a  country  hotel 
the  other  day,  holding  in  his  hand  a  small  canister. 

"  Look  at  this,  gentlemen,"  he  said,  sorrowfully. 
"  I  went  into  a  gunsmith's  shop  to  get  something 
to  eat,  and  the  man  handed  me  this  can  of  powder. 
He  said  I  could  go  and  blow  myself  up  ;  profes- 
sional actors  were  not  wanted  now,  there's  so  many 
fine  amateurs.  I  pledge  you  my  word,"  said  the 
tramp,  holding  the  can  within  an  inch  of  the  grate, 
in  which  a  fire  was  burning,  "  I'm  so  miserable  I've 
a  mind  to  follow  his  advice." 

"  Dare  you  do  it  ?  "  said  a  by-stander,  winking  at 
the  crowd. 

The  wretched  party  gave  a  sad,  theatrical,  linger- 
ing look  and  tossed  the  can  into  the  fire. 

The  company  yelled  and  rushed  out  of  the  place 
in  all  directions. 

When  they  filed  in  about  ten  minutes  later,  the 
empty  can  was  sitling  harmlessly  on  the  fire.  Not 
so  the  glasses.  Four  were  empty  and  several 
luncheon-plates  also. 

Hamlet  was  gone. — Lipptncott's. 

Ayer's  Hair  Vigor  is  justly  considered  the  best 
and  most  economical  hair-dressing  in  the  market. 


A  scritchy  £>en  rndy  ba.lk  d  thought- 
or  spoil  A.p&5e.Ta.dell<i  Alloyed-Zink 
Peas  write  readily  dnd  steadily  3 

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SOZODONT 

A  GRATEFUL  ODOR, 

Indicative  of  health  and  purity,  is  communicated 
to  the  mouth  by  the  aromatic 

SOZODONT 

which  makes  the  teeth  as  white  and  as  radiant 
as  polished  porcelain,  and  contains  no  ingredient 
that  is  not  highly  beneficial  to  both  gums  and  teeth. 
The  Lyric  and  Dramatic  professions  are  loud  in 
their  praises  of 

SOZODONT 


—  Cooper's  engravers  have  no  equal. 


Dr.  E.  O.  Cochrane,  Dentist,  850  Market, 
cor.  Stockton  (over  drug  store).    Office  hours,  9  to  5. 


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Lisicw — "Isn't  it  wonderful  how  he  always  has  a 
brand  new  story  to  fit  everything  I" 

Ot/ter  Listener— "Ya-as.  Makes  "em  up,  you  know, 
out  of  newspaper  yarns.     RoMEiKHsends  'em  to  him." 


-Cooper's  engravers  have  no  equal. 


HENRY    ROMEIKE, 

110  FIFTH  AVENUE,     -     -     -    NEW  YORK 

Started  the  first  Press-Cuttinc  Bureau,  and  furnishes 
Newspaper  Clippings  from  all  the  leading  papers  in  the 
world  on  any  subject. 


October  S,  1894. 


THE 


ARG  ON  AUT. 


13 


STORYETTES. 


Grave  and  Gay,  Epigrammatic  and  Otherwise. 


An  English  traveler  once  asked  a  Cavan  laboring 
man  how  far  it  was  to  a  place  for  which  he  was 
bound.  "  Two  miles,  your  reverence."  "  Two 
miles  and  a  little  more?"  said  the  Englishman, 
knowing,  by  long  experience,  that  Irishmen  do  not 
like  to  discourage  a  traveler  by  letting  him  know 
that  he  has  still  a  long  walk  before  him.  "  Well, 
your  reverence,"  came  the  reply,  "it's  two  miles 
strong  and  rich,  so  to  spake." 


There  is  a  story  told  in  the  Columbus  (Ga.) 
Enquirer-Sun  of  a  colored  girl  who  happened  to 
meet  a  gentleman  going  down  the  street,  and  who 
got  on  the  same  side  of  the  narrow  walk  ;  then 
both  started  for  the  other  side,  and  another  col- 
lision was  imminent.  They  then  danced  back  and 
dodged  again,  when  the  colored  girl  suddenly 
stopped  and  said  :  "  See  heah,  mister,  what  am  dis 
gwine  to  be,  a  schottische  or  a  waltz  ?  " 


A  very  vain  preacher  having  delivered  a  sermon 
in  the  hearing  of  the  Rev.  Robert  Hall,  pressed 
him  to  state  what  he  thought  of  the  sermon.  Mr. 
Hall  remained  silent  for  some  time,  but  this  only 
caused  the  question  to  be  pressed  with  greater 
earnestness.  Atlength  Mr.  Halladmitted  :  "There 
was  one  very  fine  passage."  "  I  am  rejoiced  to  hear 
you  say  so.  Pray,  sir,  which  was  it  ?  "  "  Why,  sir, 
it  was  the  passage  from  the  pulpit  to  the  vestry." 


Vestris,  the  great  dancing-master,  died  at  eighty- 
three,  and  it  was  said  he  would  have  lived  till  a 
hundred  but  for  a  sudden  and  mortal  blow  in  the 
shape  of  an  advertisement.  One  day  he  asked  for 
a  newspaper — probably  for  the  first  time  in  his  life. 
Scarcely  had  he  opened  the  sheet,  when  his  eyes 
lighted  upon  the  following  :  "  Wanted,  a  professor 
of  dancing  at  Calcutta.  Must  be  a  skillful  chiropo- 
dist at  the  same  time."  He  took  to  his  bed  and 
never  left  it  again  alive. 


At  one  of  the  quiet  summer  hotels  in  the  Adiron- 
dack region  (says  the  Tribune  J,  a  husband  and  wife 
attracted  by  their  pleasant  manner  the  liking  of  the 
waiter  detailed  at  the  table.  Madam,  like  a  true 
American,  called  for  a  little  more  of  some  particu- 
larly nice  pie,, whereupon  her  husband  rebuked  her 
jocosely  in  his  care  for  her  health.  "  No,  no, 
Milly,"  he  said;  "you  have  had  quite  enough 
pie  for  your  good."  "  Never  you  mind  him,  Milly," 
said  Elnathan,  the  waiter,  leaning  over  her  chair,  a 
perfect  mass  of  sympathy  ;  "you  kin  hev  all  the 
pie  ther  is  ;  here's  a  hull  one." 

One  evening,  at  a  symphony  rehearsal  of  the 
Meiningen  orchestra,  Biilow  stopped  the  orchestra 
and  exclaimed  :  "  Kettle-drums  forte/"  The 
drummer,  who  thought  he  had  done  pretty  well 
already,  redoubled  his  efforts  ;  but  again  Biilow 
stopped  and  shouted  :  "  Kettle-drums  *  forte!  " 
Once  more  the  drummer  put  on  extra  steam  ;  and, 
when  Biilow  stopped  again,  he  exclaimed : 
"  Really,  Herr  Kapellmeister,  if  I  beat  any  harder 
I  shall  break  the  drum-heads  !  "  "  Who  asked 
you  to  do  that?"  retorted  Biilow,  quietly;  "you 
play  fortissimo,  and  what  I  want  is  forte  only." 

During  the  campaign  in  Montana  in  1886,  Colonel 
I.  D.  McCutcheon  was  chairman  of  the  Territorial 
Republican  Committee.  The  Republican  candidate 
for  Congress  was  a  most  attractive  orator,  and  was 
everywhere  greeted  by  enthusiastic  audiences.  But 
when  the  votes  were  counted,  he  was  found  to  be 
beaten  by  more  than  four  thousand.  On  the  next 
day  after  the  election,  Mr.  Read,  editor  of  the 
Butte  Inter-Mountain,  wired  Chairman  McCutch- 
eon to  send  him  one  hundred  words,  giving  the 
result,  to  which  he  replied  :  "  We  are  beaten  like 
the  devil,  and  it  don't  require  a  hundred  words  to 
tell  it."  

A  Philadelphian,  who  had  traveled  extensively  in 
Burmah,  was  telling  an  English  girl,  on  a  recent 
voyage  across  the  Atlantic,  some  of  the  remarkable 
work  which  elephants  are  taught  to  do  in  that 
country,  and,  in  order  to  create  a  good  impression, 
he  drew  slightly  on  his  imagination.  He  told  the 
truth  as  to  how  the  elephants  toil  all  day,  piling  up 
teakwood  at  the  saw-mills,  and  even  lay  the  logs  on 
the  plane,  "  and,"  he  continued,  "there  was  one 
old  elephant,  much  wiser  than  the  others,  who, 
after  he  had  laid  down  the  log,  got  down  on  his 
knee  and  squinted  to  see  if  it  was  on  straight." 
The  girl  smiled  in  a  bored  sort  of  way,  and  said  : 
"  Now  I  am  sure  you  are  an  American." 


King  Victor  Emmanuel  used  often  to  tire  before 
the  termination  of  a  day's  sport,  and  mules  and 
horses  being  out  of  the  question  in  the  precipitious 
mountain  paths,  he  would  mount  on  the  back  of 
his  chief  huntsman,  an  Alpine  Hercules,  named 
Borretta.  One  day  Borretta,  having  the  king  on 
his  back,  was  crossing  a  torrent.  The  king  having 
raised  his  foot  to  avoid  his  gaiter  being  wetted,  the 
sudden  movement  almost  capsized  Borretta.  Un- 
mindful for  a  moment  of  the  rank  of  his  burden, 
he  growled  out :  "  Tente  au,  bouric"  ("  Hold 
steady,  you   jackass").     Without   manifesting  the 


least  irritation  or  surprise,  the  king  replied  :  "You 
apparently  ignore,  friend  Borretta,  that  the  jackass 
is  the  one  who  carries  the  load,"  and  nothing  more 
was  said  about  the  matter. 


It  is  said  that  Voltaire,  while  a  young  man,  eager 
for  instruction,  was  perpetually  asking  questions. 
Despreaux,  on  one  occasion,  with  impatience  and 
considerable  harshness,  reproved  him  for  indulg- 
ing in  this  propensity.  Voltaire  never  forgot  the 
reproof,  and  not  only  gave  up  his  habit  of  putting 
questions,  but  became  more  and  more  averse  to 
answering  such  as  were  put  to  him.  In  time  he 
came  to  rise  abruptly  and  leave  the  company  of  a 
persistent  questioner,  without  the  faintest  sugges- 
tion of  an  apology.  He  is  said  to  have  greeted  an 
inhabitant  of  Geneva,  who  had  furnished  him  with 
the  idea  and  model  of  the  interrogating  bailiff  in 
the  "  Droit  du  Seigneur,"  with  the  remark  :  "  Sir, 
I  am  very  well  pleased  to  see  you  ;  but  I  wish  to 
inform  you  beforehand  that  I  know  nothing  about 
what  you  are  going  to  ask,  whatever  it  may  be." 


Canon  Bowles  became  very  absent-minded  and 
nervous  in  his  later  years,  and  was  always  singu- 
larly alarmed  by  thunder  and  lightning.  When  a 
widower  he  was  once  the  guest  of  Lady  Lans- 
downe,  when  a  terrific  storm  came  on  shortly  after 
the  guests  had  retired  for  the  night.  Lady  Lans- 
downe  was  startled  by  hearing  his  bell  ringing  vio- 
lently while  she  was  undressing,  and  she  at  once 
sent  her  own  maid  to  see  what  was  wrong.  After 
tapping  at  the  door,  the  young  woman  was  admit- 
ted, and  said  :  "  Mr.  Bowles,  her  ladyship  has  sent 
me  to  see  what  is  the  matter.  Is  there  anything  I 
can  do  for  you,  sir?"  "  Oh,  yes,"  said  the  old  gen- 
tleman, in  a  state  of  abject  terror  ;  "  I'll  give  you  a 
guinea  if  you'll  stop  here  and  sleep  in  the  room." 
The  maid  went  back  laughing  to  her  mistress,  to 
whom  she  told  what  had  occurred,  and  at  breakfast 
the  next  morning  Lady  Lansdowne  chaffed  the 
good  canon  unmercifully,  to  the  amusement  of 
every  one  present. 

On  one  occasion,  a  decision  which  Blaine  made 
as  Speaker  of  the  House  greatly  enraged  a  new 
member,  who  waited  on  Pennsylvania  Avenue 
after  the  House  adjourned,  with  some  friends,  de- 
claring that  he  would  "have  it  out  or  fight." 
"You  can't,"  said  one  of  his  friends;  "nothing 
you  can  say  will  get  the  better  of  Blaine's  good 
humor  and  politeness."  "We'll  see!"  said  the 
enraged  man,  as  he  caught  sight  of  the  stately 
figure  of  the  Speaker  coming  slowly  toward  him. 
He  stepped  forward  quickly  and  stood  across  his 
path.  "Mr.  Blaine,"  he  said,  loudly,  "I  don't 
know  you.  I  am  no  acquaintance  of  yours.  But 
I  take  the  liberty  of  telling  you,  sir,  that  you  are  a 
fool  and  a  jackass!"  "Indeed!"  said  Blaine, 
mildly  ;  "now  I  wonder,"  regarding  him  thought- 
fully, "what  kind  of  a  liberty  you  would  have 
taken  if  I  had  been  one  of  your  intimate  friends  ?  " 
and,  bowing  courteously,  he  passed  on,  while  the 
companions  of  the  congressman  burst  into  a  shout 
of  laughter. 

When  the  Duke  of  Marlborough  visited  America, 
he  stopped  at  one  of  New  York's  swell  hotels. 
On  entering  the  dining-room  one  evening,  he  was 
seated  at  a  table  opposite  one  occupied  by  half  a 
dozen  Harvard  students.  Calling  the  waiter,  the 
duke  asked  for  a  menu-card,  and  exclaimed,  on 
looking  it  over  :  "Is  that  all?  Vile — simply  vile! 
Wine-list,  waiter."  After  scanning  the  wine-list, 
he  made  the  same  remark  in  louder  tones,  attract- 
ing the  attention  of  the  students,  one  of  whom  im- 
mediately called,  "  Waiter,  menu,"  and  on  glancing 
at  the  card,  remarked:  "Is  that  all?  Vile — 
simply  vile!"  Another  called  for  the  wine-list, 
looked  it  over,  and,  with  disgust  in  every  word, 
mimicked:  "Is  that  all?  Vile — simply  vile!" 
The  duke  turned  angrily  in  his  chair,  and,  address- 
ing the  students  in  haughty  tones,  said  :  "  Are  you 
aware,  gentlemen,  that  you  are  mocking  the  Duke 
of  Marlborough  f "  The  six  Harvard  students 
looked  at  each  other  in  undisguised  disappoint- 
ment, exclaiming  in  chorus,  "  Is  that  all  ?  Vile — 
simply  vile  !"  while  the  room  rang  with  laughter. 


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THE        ARGONAUT. 


October  S,  1894. 


The  Tobin-Dimond  Wedding. 

The  wedding  of  Miss  Mae  Dimond,  younger 
daughter  of  General  William  H.  Dimond,  and 
Mr.  Joseph  S.  Tobin,  of  the  law  firm  of  Tobin  & 
Tobin.  took  place  on  Saturday  evening.  September 
29th,  at  the  home  of  the  bride's  father,  2224  Wash- 
ington Street.  The  wedding  was  a  quiet  affair, 
attended  only  by  the  bridal  party  and  a  few  re- 
latives and  intimate  friends,  but  the  reception  fol- 
lowing it,  which  was  tendered  alike  to  Mr.  and 
Mrs.  Tobin  and  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Paul  Jarboe,  nie 
Dimond,  was  brilliant  in  every  respect,  and  was 
attended  by  several  hundred  guests.  The  young 
couple  are  prominent  in  society  circles  and  very 
popular  among  a  host  of  friends,  who  gave  ample 
evidence  of  their  regard  by  sending  many  gifts  of 
worth  and  beauty. 

The  residence  was  tastefully  decorated  with  trop- 
ical palms,  ferns,  potted  plants  of  various  kinds, 
and  a  profusion  of  bright-hued  roses  and  other 
fragrant  flowers,  and  the  floors  were  covered  with 
canvas  of  snowy  whiteness.  It  was  eight  o'clock 
when  the  string  orchestra  played  the  first  notes  of 
the  wedding  march,  and  Archbishop  Riordan,  at- 
tended by  acolytes  and  attired  in  full  archiepiscopal 
robes,  entered  the  parlor,  followed  by  the  groom 
and  his  best  man,  Mr.  Alfred  Tobin.  After  taking 
positions  beneath  the  bridal  bower,  they  awaited 
the  coming  of  the  bridal  party,  who  approached  as 
follows  :  First  the  ushers,  Mr.  William  S.  McMur- 
try,  Mr.  William  H.  Taylor,  Jr.,  Mr.  Robert  L. 
Coleman,  Mr.  Samuel  Knight,  Mr.  Harry  Simp- 
kins,  Mr.  Clement  Tobin,  Mr.  W.  R.  Heath,  and 
Mr.  John  Lawson  ;  then  came  the  bridesmaids. 
Miss  Celia  Tobin,  Miss  Ella  Hobart,  Miss  Marian 
Poett,  Miss  Beatrice  Tobin,  Miss  Helen  Smith, 
Miss  Isabel  McKenna,  Miss  Laura  McKinstry.  and 
Miss  Alice  Ames  ;  after  them  walked  the  maid  of 
honor,  Miss  Amie  Irwin,  of  Chicago,  preceding 
the  bride  and  her  father.  The  dresses  worn  by  the 
young  ladies  are  described  as  follows  : 

The  bride  was  aitired  in  an  elegant  robe  of  white 
Duchesse  satin  with  a  court  train  fully  four  yards  in 
length.  The  skirt  was  a  la  Princesse,  with  a  bell-shaped 
effect.  The  bodice  was  pointed  in  front  and  fashioned 
to  represent  a  cuirass,  and  the  square  corsage  was  filled 
in  with  white  chiffon,  gathered  closely  at  the  neck  to  form 
a  close-fitting  collar.  The  sleeves  extended  to  the  el- 
bows and  were  very  bouffant  at  the  shoulders,  and  were 
finished  with  Valenciennes  lace.  In  her  coiffure  were  a 
trio  of  diamond  solitaire  pins— a  gift  from  the  groom— 
which  held  in  place  the  long  and  fleecy  veil  of  white  silk 
moleine.  Her  long  gloves  were  of  white  undressed  kid, 
and  she  carried  a  bouquet  of  American  Beauty  roses. 

The  maid  of  honor  appeared  in  a  rich  Empire  gown  of 
white  satin,  made  walking  length.  The  corsage  was  cut 
round  and  finished  with  a  fall  of  accordion-plaited  chiffon. 
The  wide  sleeves  extended  to  the  elbows,  and  were  com- 
posed of  a  succession  of  narrow  accordion  plaits  of 
chiffon.  She  wore  white  undressed  kid  gloves,  and  car- 
ried a  bouquet  of  lilies. 

The  bridesmaids  were  all  dressed  alike  in  becoming 
gowns  of  white  satin,  with  bell-shaped  skirts,  finished  with 
a  deep  ruffle  of  white  chiffon.  The  corsage  was  round 
and  the  sleeves  short  and  bouffant,  with  deep  plaitings  of 
chiffon.  The  gloves  were  of  white,  undressed  kid,  and 
the  bouquets  of  lilies. 

Archbishop  Riordan  performed  the  ceremony 
impressively,  and  then  the  newly  wedded  couple 
received  the  congratulations  of  those  present  and 
of  the  many  who  called  later  lo  attend  the  recep- 
tion. Musical  selections  were  played  throughout 
the  evening  by  the  orchestra,  and  a  delicious  sup- 
per was  served  under  Ludwig's  direction.  The  re- 
ception terminated  about  midnight.  Mr.  and  Mrs. 
Tobin  left  on  Sunday  to  visit  the  principal  cities  of 
the  Eastern  States  for  a  couple  of  months,  and 
when  they  return  they  will  reside  on  Broadway 
near  Devisadero  Street.  The  bride  gave  her 
attendants  white  enameled  hoop-pins  as  souvenirs, 
and  the  groom  presented  the  best  man  and  ushers 
with  Mercury -winged  scarf-pins. 

The  Sherwood-Ellis  Wedding. 
The  wedding  of  Miss  Hope  Ellis,  daughter  of 
Mr.  and  Mrs.  William  T.  Ellis,  of  Marysville,  and 
Mr.  Robert  L.  Sherwood,  son  of  the  late  Robert 
Sherwood,  of  this  city,  took  place  at  the  residence 
of  the  bride's  parents  on  September  26th.  It  was 
quite  a  surprise  to  the  guests  present,  who  had 
been  invited  simply  to  attend  a  musicale.  The 
ceremony  was  performed  by  Rev.  W.  H.  Stoy,  of 


St.  John's  Episcopal  Church.  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Sher- 
wood left  on  the  following  day  to  make  a  tour  of 
Southern  California.     They  will  reside  in  this  city. 

The  Nolan-Treadwell  Wedding. 
The  residence  of  Mr.  and  Mrs.  P.  F.  Nolan,  on 
Golden  Gate  Avenue,  was  the  scene  last  Saturday 
of  the  wedding  of  their  son,  Mr.  Joseph  Francis 
Nolan,  and  Miss  Maud  Treadwell,  daughter  of 
Mrs.  Mabel  Treadwell  and  the  late  J.  P.  Tread- 
well.  The  latter  left  a  large  estate,  valued  at  about 
three  millions  of  dollars,  which  is  to  be  divided  be- 
tween his  wife  and  four  children.  A  few  intimate 
friends  and  relatives  witnessed  the  ceremony,  which 
was  performed  in  the  beautifully  decorated  parlors 
by  Archbishop  Riordan.  The  bride's  sister,  Miss 
Thalia  Treadwell,  acted  as  maid  of  honor,  and  Dr. 
Sherwood  Barrett  was  best  man.  Mr.  James 
Treadwell,  brother  of  the  bride,  gave  her  into  the 
keeping  of  the  groom.  After  congratulations  and 
an  elaborate  breakfast,  the  happy  couple  left  for 
Honolulu,  accompanied  by  Miss  Katherine  Nolan. 
They  will  be  away  several  weeks. 

The  Blair  Lunch-Party. 

Miss  Jennie  Blair  gave  a  delightful  lunch-party 
last  Wednesday  at  the  residence  of  her  parents, 
Captain  and  Mrs.  Samuel  M.  Blair,  on  Van  Ness 
Avenue.  The  affair  was  a  compliment  to  the 
Misses  Alice  and  Ella  Hobart,  who  will  leave  in  a 
few  days  to  visit  the  Eastern  States  for  several 
weeks.  The  table  was  covered  with  Nile  green 
silk  edged  with  white  lace,  and  adorned  with  bands 
and  bow-knots  of  red  and  pink  satin  that  encom- 
passed clusters  of  Jacqueminot  and  La  France 
roses.  There  were  bowls  of  the  same  flowers  set 
around  the  table  at  intervals,  and  also  several  an- 
tique silver  lamps  with  pink  and  red  shades,  which 
afforded  illumination  for  the  table.  At  each  cover 
was  a  handsome  name-card,  embossed  with  the 
monogram  of  the  hostess  and  bearing  the  name  of 
the  guest  in  gilded  letters.  The  menu,  which  was 
a  delicious  one,  was  admirably  served,  and  several 
hours  were  devoted  to  its  enjoyment.  Miss  Blair's 
guests  were  : 

Mrs.  Hermann  Oelrichs,  Mrs.  Clinton  E.  Worden,  Mrs. 
George  H.  Lent,  Mrs.  Wakefield  Baker,  Mrs.  Eustace 
Barron,  Mrs.  Daniel  T.  Murpby.  Miss  Alice  Hobart,  Miss 
Ella  Hobart,  Miss  Virginia  Fair,  Miss  Laura  McKinstry, 
Miss  May  Hoffman,  Miss  Isabel  McKenna,  Miss  Eleanor 
Wood,  Miss  Cora  Smedberg,  Miss  Julia  Crocker,  Miss 
Mamie  Holbrook,  Miss  Carrie  Taylor,  Miss  Bertha  Smith, 
Miss  Alice  Schussler,  and  Miss  Celia  Tobin. 


The  De  Young  Dinner-Party. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Hermann  Oelrichs  and  Miss  Vir- 
ginia Fair  were  entertained  at  dinner  last  Thursday 
evening  by  Mr.  and  Mrs.  M.  H.  de  Young  at  their 
residence,  1919  California  Street.  Covers  were  laid 
for  fourteen,  and  the  dining-room  appeared  very 
attractive.  The  room  was  illuminated  by  incan- 
descent electric  lights  and  the  same  lights  illumined 
the  stained-glass  windows  from  without,  displaying 
them  in  their  full  beauty.  The  table  was  ornate 
with  elegant  service,  in  the  midst  of  which  was  a 
bank  of  white,  yellow,  and  garnet-hued  chrysanthe- 
mums, fronded  with  delicate  maiden-hair  ferns 
and  flanked  by  gilt  candelabra  gleaming  with  lighted 
tapers.  A  sumptuous  menu  was  served,  and  the 
cafe  noir  was  enjoyed  in  the  Chinese  salon  down- 
stairs, which  has  been  newly  furnished.  Afterward 
there  were  musical  selections  in  the  theatre  and  an 
inspection  of  the  new  art  treasures  that  Mr.  de 
Young  has  collected,  which  brought  to  an  end  a 
delightfully  passed  evening.     Those  present  were  : 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  M.  H.  de  Young,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Hermann 
Oelrichs,  Mrs.  Margaret  Deane,  Miss  Mamie  Deane, 
Miss  Virginia  Fair,  Miss  Eelle  Cohen,  Miss  Belle  Smith, 
Mr.  Joseph  D.  Redding,  Mr.  George  E.  P.  Hall,  Mr. 
Conrad  Gerichten,  Mr.  Northrop  Cowles,  and  Mr.  Edgar 


A,  Mizner. 


Absolutely 
Pure 

A  cream  of  tartar  baking  powder.     High- 
est   of   all    in    leavening   strength.  —  Latest 
1  '  .Vj  Government  Food  Report. 

1  Baking  Powder  Co., 
106  Wall  St.,  N.  Y. 


Notes  and  Gossip. 

The  wedding  of  Prince  Poniatowski  and  Miss 
Beth  Sperry  is  announced  to  take  place  at  noon  to- 
day at  the  Hotel  d'Albe  in  Paris,  France. 

The  wedding  of  Mrs.  Belle  Donahue  and  Mr. 
Richard  H.  Sprague  will  take  place  next  Thursday 
at  the  residence  of  the  bride's  parents,  Judge  and 
Mrs.  William  T.  Wallace,  799  Van  Ness  Avenue. 

The  engagement  is  announced  of  Miss  Florence 
Reed,  daughter  of  Mr.  Charles  F.  Reed,  of  Au- 
burn, Cal.,  and  niece  of  Mrs.  Paran  Stevens,  of 
New  York,  to  Mr.  J.  H.  Toler,  of  New  York   city. 

Announcement  is  made  of  the  engagement  of 
Miss  Maud  Wilkinson,  daughter  of  Mr.  and  Mrs. 
Warring  Wilkinson,  of  Berkeley,  to  Mr.  Oliver 
Henshaw,  formeily  of  Boston. 

Announcement  is  made  of  the  engagement  of 
Miss  Elizabeth  Gill,  granddaughter  of  Mr.  William 
Watkinson,  .of  Hartford,  Conn.,  to  Dr.  Henry  E, 
Sanderson,  son  of  the  late  Mayor  Sanderson.  The 
wedding  will  take  place  in  December. 

The  wedding  of  Miss  Frances  Hunt,  daughter  of 
Mrs.  Edward  Hunt,  of  Oakland,  and  Mr.  Ernest 
O.  Cockayne,  of  Boston,  Mass.,  took  place  at  noon 
on  Wednesday.  September  5th,  at  St.  John's  Me- 
morial Church,  in  Boston,  where  the  bride  has  been 
visiting  her  uncle,  Mr.  Edward  S.  Osgood,  of  Buck- 
ingham Street,  Cambridge,  since  her  return  from 
abroad.  The  ceremony  was  performed  by  the  Rev. 
Edward  S.  Droun,  and  the  best  man  was  Mr. 
Cochrane,  of  Maiden,  Mass.  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Cock- 
ayne will  make  their  permanent  home  in  Boston. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Niel  McMillan,  of  Portland,  Or., 
have  announced  the  wedding  of  their  sister,  Miss 


Bessie  Adele  Wilson,  and  Mr.  Lincoln  G.  Gurnett, 
which  took  place  last  Wednesday.  The  bride  is  the 
youngest  daughter  of  the  late  Colonel  Charles  L. 
Wilson,  formerly  a  prominent  railroad  constructor. 

Mrs.  C.  V.  S.  Gibbs  and  Miss  Martha  Gibbs 
have  issued  invitations  for  a  tea  which  they  will 
give  at  their  residence,  722  Post  Street,  from  five 
until  seven  o'clock  this  afternoon,  in  honor  of 
Lieutenant  and  Mrs.  John  Stafford,  U.  S.  A. 

Miss  Mamie  Burling  has  issued  invitations  for  a 
tea  which  she  will  give  this  afternoon  at  her  resi- 
dence. 

The  Misses  Goad  gave  a  charming  dinner-party 
last  Friday  evening  at  their  residence  on  Washing- 
ton Street  in  honor  of  the  Misses  Hobart.  The 
others  present  were  Miss  Virginia  Fair,  Mr.  E.  M. 
Greenway,  Mr.  Clement  Tobin,  Mr.  M.  S.  Latham, 
Mr.  Frederick  McNear,  Mr.  W.  R.  Heath,  and 
Mr.  Harry  Simpkins. 

Miss  Mamie  Thomas  gave  a  delightful  dinner- 
party recently  at  her  residence,  2614  Pacific  Avenue. 
The  table  was  decorated  with  American  Beauty  roses 
and  the  menu  was  elaborate.  Her  guests  included 
Miss  Miriam  Moore,  Miss  Mary  Belle  Gwin,  Miss 
Smedberg,  Miss  Isabel  McKenna,  Mr.  Edward 
M.  Greenway,  Mr.  Henry  Poett,  Mr.  Andrew 
Martin,  and  Mr.  George  de  Long. 

Mr.  Clement  Tobin  gave  an  elaborate  luncheon 
at  the  University  Club  last  Sunday.  The  party 
was  chaperoned  by  Mrs.  Eleanor  Martin,  and  the 
guests  included  Miss  Aileen  Goad,  Miss  Genevieve 
Goad,  Miss  Miriam  Moore,  Miss  Frances  Moore, 
Mr.  W.  H.  Taylor,  Jr.,  and  Mr.  Henry  N.  Stetson. 

Miss  May  Hoffman  will  give  a  matinee  tea  to- 
day at  her  residence  in  honor  of  the  Misses  Ella 
and  Alice  Hobart. 


Channing  Auxiliary  Saturday   Morning  Lectures. 

The  Channing  Auxiliary  of  the  First  Unitarian 
Church  of  San  Francisco  announces  a  course  of 
lectures  to  be  given  under  its  auspices,  in  the 
church  parlors,  on  Saturday  mornings,  at  10:30 
A.  M.,  commencing  October  6th  and  continuing 
until  December  1st,  on  "Art — Its  General  Princi- 
ples and  Various  Phases."  The  series  will  be  as 
follows  : 

Literature:  Professor  Joseph  Le  Conte,  University  of 
California— "  The  General  Principles  of  Art  and  their 
Application  to  the  Novel "  ;  Professor  George  H.  How- 
ison,  University  of  California—"  The  Art  Principle  as 
Represented  in  Poetry."  Music  :  Mr.  Edgar  S.  Kelley, 
with  interpretation  upon  the  piano  by  Mrs.  Kelley. 
Architecture:  Mr.  B.  F.  Maybeck— "  Classical  Architec- 
ture," with slereopticon  illustrations;  Mr.  Bruce  Porter — 
"The  Spirit  of  Mediaeval  Architecture  and  Art";  Mr. 
Ernest  Coxhead — "Modern  Architecture  and  its  Special 
Application  to  California  Homes."  Etching  and  etch- 
ings :  Professor  Bolton  Coit  Brown,  Stanford  University, 
with  stereopticon  illustrations.  Painting,  pictures,  and 
painters:  Mr.  J.  H.  E.  Partington.  Applied  art:  Miss 
May  Keeler.     Dramatic  art:  Mr.  John  Bonner. 

Any  one  desiring  to  attend  this  course  will  com- 
municate at  once  with  Miss  Atkinson,  1032  Broad- 
way, chairman  class  committee,  giving  name  and 
address,  as  a  list  of  one  hundred  applicants  will  be 
requisite  before  the  lectures  begin. 


DCCLXXVI.— Bill  of  Fare  for  Six  Persons,  Sunday, 
October  7,  1894. 
Oyster  Soup. 
Cantaloupes. 
Broiled  Squabs.     Green  Peas. 
Stuffed  Tomatoes.     Sweet  Potatoes. 
Roast  Veal. 
Vegetable  Salad. 
Coffee  Custard.     Lady  Fingers. 
Fruits. 
Coffee. 
Coffee  Custard.— Take  a  small  cup  of  fresh  ground 
coffee,  break  an  egg  into  it ;  mix  it  up  well  ;  put  it  into  a 
coffee-pot  with  three-quarters  of  a  pint  of  boiling  water. 
Turn  it  off  very  clear  into  a  saucepan,  add  three-quarters 
or  a  pint  of  cream,  and  give  it  one  boil.     Have  ready 
four  eggs  well  beaten,  one  small  cup  of  sugar  ;  turn  the 
coffee  and  cream  boiling  hot  on  the  eggs,  stirring  all  the 
while.    Put  the  custard  in  a  double  boiler  placed  in  boil- 
ing water,  and  stir  all  the  time  until  it  thickens.     Serve 
in  cups  to  eat  cold. 


—  WE  have  enlarged  and  improved  our 
Frame  and  Picture  Department.  All  our  nice 
frames  have  ornamented  corners,  and  our  framed 
pictures  are  selling  rapidly  at  the  new  prices.  San- 
born, Vail  &  Co.,  741  Market  Street. 


—  For  engagement,  wedding,  and  birth- 
day  presents  do  not  fail  to  visit  S.  &  G.  Gump's, 
113  Geary  Street. 


— Huber's  Orchestra  furnishes  excellent 
music  for  weddings,  receptions,  etc.  It  plays  at 
the  cotillions  of  the  Friday  Night  Club,  and  at  the 
Hotel  Del  Monte.    420  Eddy  Street.    Tel.,  East  681. 


—  Spectacles  and  eye-glasses  accurately 
fitted  at  reasonable  prices.  Henry  Kahn  &  Co., 
opticians,  642  Market  Street,  Chronicle  Building. 


—  Kritiko,  609  Merchant  St.,  S.  F.,  reads 
characters  from  handwriting  in  ink,  un ruled  paper. 
Send  50  cents  ;  stamps  or  postal  notes. 


—  For  the  most  artistic  and  latest  de- 
signs  in  the  new  Empire  style  of  framing,  call  on 
S.  &  G.  Gump,  113  Geary  Street. 


—  Ladies  outing  shirts  and  waists  made 

to-order  at  Carmany's,  25  Kearny  Street. 


—Moore's  Poison-Oak  Remedy.    Cures  poi- 
son-oak  and  all  skin  diseases. 


ARGONAUT 

DUR~INC    THE=^^ 

ICAMPAIGN  OfTHJ 


Until  the  close  of  the   campaign, 
and   up  to  January  1st,  the  Argo- 


naut  will  be  sent,  by  mail,  to 
any  person  subscribing  direct  to 
this    office,    for     OJfE    DOLLAR. 


Recent  events,  both  in  this 


State  and  in  Congress,  have  given 


to  the  coming  political  campaign 
an  interest    unusual    in  so-called 


off-years. 


The    Democratic 


party  has  been  in  control  of  the 


National     Government    for    two 


years,  and  the  result  has  been  fi- 


nancial    depression    and     wide- 


spread disaster. 


That  party 


has  proved  its  utter  incapacity,  its 
lack  of  courage  to  carry  out  the 


—  Cooper's  engravers  have  no  equal. 


pernicious  principles  it  advocates, 
and  its  inability  to  formulate  any 


better  plan  of  action. 


The 


approaching  campaign  is  to  deter- 


mine whether  this  party  is  to  con- 
tinue  in  power.  The  Argo- 


naut believes  that  the  succebs  of 


the  Republican  party  is  essential 


to  the  good  government  of  this 
republic.  We  believe  in  pro- 


tection   to    American    industries, 


and  reciprocity  with  non-compet- 


ing   countries. 


We   believe 


in  a  bimetallic  currency,  and  the 


free  use  of  gold   and   silver  for 
coinage,  and    that    every   dollar, 


whether  of  gold,  silver,  or  paper, 
shall  be  an  honest  dollar,  and  worth 


one  hundred  cents. 


We  be- 


lieve that  the  construction  of  the 


Nicaragua   Canal   should   be  en- 
couraged and  controlled   by  this 


government. 


We     believe 


that      our       foreign      commerce 
should  be  extended,  the  building- 


of   American    ships    encouraged, 
and  the  American  flag    restored 


to  its    former    posiiion  upon  the 
high    seas.  We    believe  in 


the  entire  exclusion  of  the  Chi- 
nese from  our  soil.  We  be- 


lieve in  the  restriction  ot  natural- 
ization. We  believe:  in  the 
present  restriction  of  all  foreign 


immigration,  and  the  ultimate 
exclusion  of  all  immigrants 
coming  in  competition  with  and 
tending  to  degrade  American 
labor.  Believing    that   the 


success  of  the  Republican  party 
will  best  subserve  all  these  ends, 
most  of  which  are  in  its  plat- 
form, the  Argonaut  will  do  its 
best  for  the  success  of  that  party 
in  the  coming  campaign  of  1 894. 


' 


October  8,  1894. 


THE        ARGONAUT. 


IS 


SOCIETY. 

Movements  and  Whereabouts. 
Annexed  will  be  found  a  resume"  of  movements  to 
and  from  this  city  and  coast,  and  of  the  whereabouts 
of  absent  Californians  : 

Earoo  and  Baroness  J.  H.  von  Schroder  arrived  in 
Paris  from  Hamburg  on  September  nth,  and  registered 
at  the  Hotel  de  Londres. 

Miss  Phelan  has  been  in  San  Jose"  during  the  past  week. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Hermann  Oelrichs  and  Miss  Virginia 
Fair  have  arrived  from  New  York  city,  and  are  occupy- 
ing the  Fair  mansion  on  Pine  Street,  where  they  will  re- 
main  about  six  weeks. 

Misses  Ella  and  Alice  Hobart  and  Miss  Vassault  will 
go  East  in  a  few  days,  and  intend  to  be  away  several 
weeks. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  J.  J.  Crooks  have  returned  from  Chicago, 
and  will  pass  the  winter  at  the  Hotel  Richelieu. 

Miss  Genevieve  Carolan  left  last  Monday  to  enter 
school  at  Farmington,  Conn. 

Dr.  and  Mrs.  Edwin  S.  Breyfogle  have  returned  from 
their  Eastern  trip. 

Miss  Julia  Crocker  has  returned  from  a  visit  to  friends 
in  Southern  California. 

Mrs.  Llewellyn  Jones  and  Miss  Grace  Llewellyn  Jones 
have  gone  to  visit  Philadelphia,  where  Miss  Jones 
will  enter  a  seminary. 

Mrs.  B.  B.  Cutter  is  now  residing  at  2611  California 
Street. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  J.  P.  LeCount  and  Miss  Le  Count  have 
returned  to  the  city  after  passing  the  summer  at  Sausalito. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Frank  J.  Sullivan  have  returned  to  the 
city,  after  passing  the  summer  at  Phelan  Park  in  Santa 
Cruz. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Fisher  Ames  are  occupying  their  new 
residence,  2232  Broadway. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Morgan  Hill  returned  to  Paris  from 
Dinard  on  September  10th,  and  Mr.  Hill  sailed  for 
America  on  September  15th. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  John  E.  de  Ruyter  will  reside  in  Sausalito 
during  the  winter. 

Mrs.  George  J.  Bucknall  is  visiting  friends  in  Southern 
California. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  W.  V.  Huntington  are  at  the  Hotel 
Richelieu,  where  they  will  pass  the  winter. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  H.  E.  Huntington  are  occupying  their 
residence  on  the  north-east  corner  of  Broderick  and  Jack- 
son Streets. 

General  and  Mrs.  John  H.  Dickinson  and  Mr.  Reginald 
Dickinson  are  residing  at  the  home  of  Mr.  and  Mrs.  S.  O. 
Putnam,  1012  Washington  Street,  after  passing  the  sum- 
mer at  their  villa,  Craig  Hazel,  in  Sausalito. 

Mrs.  J.  Henley  Smith  and  Mrs.  Bayard  Smith  are  visit- 
ing friends  in  Baltimore. 

Mr.  Joseph  A.  Donohoe,  Jr.,  was  at  Del  Monte  early  in 
the  week. 

Colonel  W.  D.  Sanborn  returned  from  Santa  Cruz  last 
Monday. 

Major  and  Mrs.  Frank  McLaughlin  and  Miss  Agnes 
McLaughlin  have  been  occupying  their  cottage  in  Santa 
Cruz  during  the  past  week. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  A.  W.  Rose  and  Mr.  H.  D.  Rose  went  to 
Del  Monte  last  Saturday  for  a  brief  visit. 

Mr.  Albert  Gallatin  is  visiting  New  York  city. 

Mrs.  Alvinza  Hay  ward,  Mrs.  C.  Gerring,  and  Miss 
Austin,  of  Menlo  Park,  have  been  at  Del  Monte  during 
the  past  week. 

Mrs.  Thomas  H.  Selby,  Miss  Selby,  and  Mr.  R.  Selby, 
of  Menlo  Park,  have  been  enjoying  a  visit  at  Del  Monte. 

Mr.  Charles  Sutro  and  Miss  Clara  Sutro  left  New  York 
last  Saturday  on  the  Umbria  tor  Liverpool.  They  will 
remain  in  Europe  about  a  year. 

Colonel  and  Mrs.  Samuel  D.  Mayer  are  at  the  Cal- 
ifornia Hotel,  where  they  will  remain  during  the  winter. 

Major  and  Mrs.  William  Cluff  left  last  Saturday  to 
vb.it  Del  Monte  for  a  few  days. 

Mrs.  John  R.  Jarboe  and  Miss  Kathryn  Jarboe  are  at 
the  Park  Avenue  Hotel  in  New  York  city. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  W.  B.  Bancroft  have  gone  to  New  York 
city  on  a  prolonged  visit. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  F.  A.  Haber  and  Miss  Ruth  Haber  are 
now  residing  at  the  south-east  corner  of  Van  Ness  Avenue 
and  Geary  Street.     They  will  receive  on  Fridays. 

Mrs.  Mamie  Blethen  Sherwood  has  returned  from  a  long 
visit  to  the  Eastern  States. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Henry  P.  Sonntag  will  return  to  the  city 
about  October  15th,  after  passing  the  summer  at  San 
Rafael. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Homer  S.  King,  Mrs.  Hitchcock,  and 
Mrs  L.  H.  Coit  were  in  Paris  when  last  heard  from. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Theodore  Payne  will  remain  at  their 
Menlo  Park  villa  until  winter. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Charles  Belden  left  last  Monday  to  pass 
the  winter  in  New  York. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Thomas  H.  Buckingham  will  pass  Octo- 
ber and  November  at  their  villa  on  the  shore  of  Clear 
Lake. 


Army  and  Navy  News. 

The  latest  personal  notes  relative  to  army  and 
navy  people  at  the  various  posts  around  San  Fran- 
cisco are  appended : 

General  and  Mrs.  Thomas  H.  Ruger,  U.  S.  A.,  and 
Miss  Ruger,  who  have  been  passing  the  summer  in  San 
Rafael,  are  now  at  the  Palace  Hotel,  where  they  will  re- 
main during  the  season. 

Major  and  Mrs.  William  M.  Maynadier,  U.  S.  A.,  have 
returned  from  a  month's  visit  to  the  Yellowstone  National 
Park.  Mrs.  Maynadier  has  been  seriously  ill  recently, 
but  is  convalescing  rapidly. 

Captain  Frank  de  L.  Carrington,  First  Infantry,  U.  S. 
A.,  has  been  ordered  to  San  Diego  to  take  charge  of  the 
barracks  there.  He  will  leave  Angel  Island  on  October 
27th. 

Captain  Walter  D.  McCaw,  Assistant-Surgeon,  U.  S. 
A.,  has  been  ordered  to  duty  at  the  cavalry  camp  in  the 
Yosemite  National  Park. 

Captain  Anthony  W.  Vogdes,  Fifth  Artillery,  U.  S.  A., 
has  been  detailed  temporarily  as  recruiting  officer  at 
Alcatraz  Island,  vice  Lieutenant  Louis  R.  Burgess, 
Fifth  Artillery,  U.  S.  A.,  who  was  relieved  on  October  1st. 

Lieutenant  John  H.  Shollenberger,  Tenth  Infantry, 
U.  S.  A.  has  been  relieved  from  duty  as  recruiting  officer 
at  San  Diego  barracks. 

Lieutenant  Amos  H.  Martin,  First  Infantry,  U.  S.  A., 
has  gone  to  San  Diego  Barracks  to  facilitate  the  depart- 
ure of  Company  C,  Tenth  Infantry,  for  Fort  Sill,  Okla- 
homa Territory,  and  also  to  act  as  recruiting  officer  at 
San  Diego. 

Major  Charles  P.  Eagan,  Commissary  of  Subsistence, 
U.  S.  A.,  in  addition  to  bis  present  duties,  is  now  on  tem- 
porary duty  as  acting  Chief  Commissary  of  Subsistence 
of  the  Department  of  California  during  the  absence  of 
Colonel  William  H.  Bell,  Assistant  Commissary  General 
of  Subsistence. 

Lieutenant  J.  C.  Drake,  U.  S.  N.,  has  been  transferred 
from  the  Naval  Intelligence  Office  at  Washington,  X>.  C, 
to  duty  as  Assistant-Ordnance  Inspector  at  the  Mare 
Island  Navy  Yard. 


INDIVIDUALITIES. 


Linn  Boyd  Porter,  nominated  for  Congress  by 
the  Pops  in  the  eighth  Massachusetts  district,  is 
better  known  to  fame  as  "Albert  Ross,"  writer  of 
erotic  books. 

An  impresario  has  made  an  offer  to  the  new  Earl 
of  Shaftesbury,  who  is  an  amateur  vocalist,  of  an 
engagement  for  an  American  tour  at  five  hundred 
dollars  a  night. 

Patrick  O'Leary,  of  Chicago,  is  dead.  He  was 
the  husband  of  the  Mrs.  O'Leary  who  owned  the 
cow  that  kicked  over  the  lamp  that  started  the  fire 
that  burned  down  a  large  part  of  Chicago  in  1871. 

Four  of  the  most  eminent  and  most  useful  men 
in  Europe  are  at  the  present  time  suffering  from 
partial  blindness  due  to  cataract.  They  are  Glad- 
stone, Sir  William  Harcourt.  Jules  Simon,  and 
Crispi. 

Count  Yamagata,  Field-Marshal  and  Com- 
mander-in-Chief of  the  Japanese  army,  though 
now  a  count,  is  of  very  humble  origin,  his  father 
being  of  the  Ashigaru  caste,  the  lowest  of  the 
Samurai  classes. 

Henry  M.  Stanley  and  his  wife  have  fallen  into 
the  background.  One  never  sees  or  meets  them  at 
any  of  the  smart  gatherings.  In  fact,  all  English- 
men seem  to  take  rather  a  pleasure  in  calling  Stan- 
tey  an  out-and-out  fraud. 

Baron  von  Munchausen,  the  winner  of  the  recent 
Baden  jubilee  gold  cup,  is  not  only  a  namesake,  but 
a  lineal  descendant  of  the  baron  whose  veracious 
tales  of  travel  and  adventure  were  invented  by 
Rudolph  Ruspe,  in  return  for  a  slight. 

The  death  of  Baron  Mundy,  of  Vienna,  has 
caused  great  sorrow  to  Mme.  Sarah  Bernhardt, 
who  never  failed  to  visit  him  when  in  or  near 
Vienna.  The  baron  spent  twenty  thousand  dollars 
in  caring  for  wounded  Frenchmen  in  1870-71. 

Sardou's  income  from  royalties  on  his  plays  in 
France  and  other  countries  is  one  hundred  and 
fifty  thousand  dollars  a  year.  He  keeps  up  three 
establishments— one  in  the  country,  one  in  Paris, 
and  one  in  Nice,  and  spends  money  like  a  prince. 

Kaiser  Wilhelm  carries  with  him  a  small  but 
serviceable  revolver,  either  in  his  pocket  or  in  his 
belt,  when  he  is  in  uniform.  His  majesty  is  ex- 
tremely skillful  in  the  use  of  the  weapon,  and  his 
chasseur,  who  accompanies  him  everywhere,  in- 
spects it  every  morning  to  make  sure  that  it  is  in 
working  order. 

Among  the  victims  of  the  cholera  in  St.  Peters- 
burg is  General  Count  Paskevitch,  one  of  the  im- 
perial chamberlains,  and  a  man  known  throughout 
Russia.  In  Paris,  under  the  Second  Empire,  he 
was  a  popular  figure.  His  wife,  one  of  the  most 
beautiful  women  in  the  foreign  colony  of  Paris  at 
the  time,  eloped  with  Lord  Hamilton,  of  England. 

Meissonier  left  a  mass  of  papers  in  a  secret  cup- 
board in  the  large  studio  at  his  residence,  now  be- 
ing demolished,  with  written  injunctions  to  his 
children  that  they  should  not  read  them,  but  seal 
them  up  unread  in  a  box  and  place  them  in  the 
library  of  the  French  Institute.  The  box  is  not  to 
be  opened  till  thirty  years  have  elapsed  after  his 
death. 

Colonel  Lew  Weir,  of  Cincinnati,  the  new  presi- 
dent of  the  Adams  Express  Company,  was  a  dele- 
gate to  the  National  Republican  Convention  which 
nominated  President  Hayes  over  James  G.  Blaine. 
It  was  he  who  managed  the  turning  off  of  the  gas 
that  dispersed  the  convention  on  the  eve  of  the  bal- 
loting, and  thereby  secured  the  defeat  of  Blaine 
and  the  nomination  of  Hayes  the  next  day. 

Bishop  William  Boyd  Carpenter,  of  Ripon,  Eng- 
land, is  the  court  preacher.  When  asked  how  he 
managed  to  address  so  exalted  a  personage  as  the 
sovereign  and  yet  maintain  his  composure,  he  re- 
plied that  he  knew  there  would  be  present  the 
queen,  the  princes,  the  household,  the  servants, 
down  to  the  scullery-maid.  "  And,"  said  the 
bishop,  "  I  preach  to  the  scullery-maid,  and  the 
queen  understands  me." 

M.  Carnot,  the  late  President  of  the  French  Re- 
public, was  a  carpenter  by  trade.  The  family  of 
Sadi  Carnot's  mother,  though  people  of  means,  be- 
lieved that  every  child  should  be  taught  a  handi- 
craft. Young  Sadie  Carnot  and  his  brother  were 
put  at  work  every  summer  to  learn  the  trade  of 
carpentering  and  joining  in  the  midst  of  working 
carpenters  and  their  helpers  on  actual  "jobs,"  and 
had  to  do  their  share  of  the  work.  They  had  to 
eat  at  the  same  table  and  partake  of  the  same  plain 
fare. 

Mr.  Marcus  D.  Boruck  will  deliver  his  lecture  on 
the  "  Purity  of  the  Press"  next  Thursday,  October 
nth,  at  Golden  Gate  Hall,  for  the  benefit  of  the 
Children's  Hospital  and  Training  School  for 
Nurses.  Every  dollar  of  the  receipts  will  go  to  the 
charity  named.  From  what  we  understand,  the 
lecture  will  be  well  worthy  of  being  listened  to  by 
the  most  critical.     Mr.  Boruck  has  copyrighted  it. 


—  Berkshire  Typewriter  Papers  are  the 
best.  Sample  books  furnished  large  consumers  on 
application.  Sanborn,  Vail  &  Co.,  741  Market 
Street.,  sole  agents  for  California. 


MUSICAL    NOTES. 


Stewart  Organ  Recital. 

Mr.  H.J.Stewart  gave  his  first  organ  recital  of 
the  present  series  last  Saturday  afternoon  at  the 
First  Unitarian  Church,  under  the  auspices  of  and 
in  aid  of  the  Society  for  Christian  Work  connected 
with  that  church.  A  fashionable  audience  was  in 
attendance  and  highly  appreciated  the  presentation 
of  the  following  excellent  programme  : 

Fantasia-  in  D  minor,  op.  176,  Gustav  Adolph  Merkel 
(1827-1885);  cantilene  pastorale  in  B  minor,  op.  15,  Felix 
Alexandre  Guilmant ;  vocal  solo,  "Vulcan  Song"  (Phile- 
mon et  Baucis),  Gounod,  Mr.  T.  Rickard  ;  fa)  "  Paques 
Fleuries,"  (b)  "  Toccata,"  Jean  Alphonse  Ernest  Mailly  ; 
vocal  solo,  "  Could  I,"  Tosti,  Mr.  T.  Rickard  ;  bourree 
in  B  minor,  Johann  Sebastian  Bach  (1685-1750);  scherzo 
in  D  major,  Filippo  Capocci  ;  march  in  D  major  (for  a 
church  festival),  William  Thomas  Best. 

Mr.  H.  J.  Stewart  will  give  his  second  organ  re- 
cital next  Wednesday  evening  at  the  First  Unitarian 
Churcli.  Mrs.  J.  E.  Birmingham  will  be  the 
vocalist.  An  interesting  programme  will  be  pre- 
sented. 


The  Scheel  concerts  at  the  Auditorium,  on  Eddy 
and  Jones  Streets,  are  enjoying  much  the  same 
popularity  that  marked  those  given  at  the  Vienna 
Prater  during  the  fair,  and  with  the  same  class  of 
people.  Little  parties  of  from  four  to  a  dozen  per- 
sons dot  the  auditorium  every  evening,  and  there  is 
quite  a  little  visiting  from  table  to  table.  The 
programmes  are  popular,  not  excluding  some 
selections  of  a  high  order,  while  the  symphony 
concerts  on  Friday  evenings  are  severely  classical. 
The  public  is  beginning  to  remember  that  Friday 
nights  are  symphony  nights,  but  it  would  be  better 
if  the  classical  concerts  were  given  in  the  after- 
noon. One  reason  for  the  present  arrangement 
probably  lies  in  the  fact  that  Herr  Scheel  is  devot- 
ing both  mornings  and  afternoons  to  rehearsing  his 
men. 

The  thirty-eighth  Saturday  Popular  Concert  will 
be  given  at  Golden  Gate  Hall  at  three  o'clock  this 
afternoon.  Miss  Irma  Fitch  will  be  the  vocalist, 
and  the  executants  will  comprise  Mrs.  Carmichael- 
Carr,  Mr.  Sigmund  Beel,  Mr.  A.  A.  Soloman,  Mr. 
Bernat  Jaulus,  and  Mr.  Louis  Heine.  Tschai- 
kowsky's  string  quartet,  op.  n,  will  be  presented 
for  the  first  time  here,  and  there  will  be  selections 
from  the  compositions  of  Bach,  Godard,  Delibes, 
Grieg,  and  J.  H.  Rogers.  The  next  concert  will 
take  place  on  October  20th. 


"Die  Schbne  Miiellerin,"  the  famous  cycle  of 
beautiful  songs  by  Franz  Schubert,  will  be  recited 
by  Mr.  H.  B.  Pasmore  on  next  Wednesday  even- 
ing at  Kohler  &  Chase  Hall,  Oakland.  Miss  Ella 
C.  Stone  will  be  accompanist  and  Mrs.  J.  J.  Nach- 
trieb  will  read  the  story  of  the  songs  by  Mrs.  Frank 
M.  Stone.  The  recital  was  recently  given  in  this 
city. 

The  Philharmonic  Society  will  give  its  first  con- 
cert of  the  sixteenth  season  at  Odd  Fellows'  Hall 
on  Monday  evening,  October  8th.  Mr.  Fritz 
Scheel  will  direct  the  orchestra,  and  the  society  will 
be  assisted  by  Mrs.  Breitschuck  -  Marquardt, 
harpiste. 

—Opera  glasses— latest  Parisian  styles  in 
aluminum,  with  or  without  handles,  at  very  moder- 
ate prices.  Henry  Kahn  &  Co.,  Opticians,  642 
Market  Street,  Chronicle  Building. 


—  Knox's  Sparkling  Gelatine  received 
the  only  medal  at  World's  Fair.  The  new  granu- 
lated package  dissolves  in  two  minutes.  Makes  one 
pint  more  jelly  than  shred.     Ask  your  grocer  for  it. 


—  Visiting  cards,  invitations,  and  fine 
writing-papers  at  very  low  prices.  Sanborn,  Vail 
&  Co.,  741  Market  Sjxeet. 


—  For  engagement,  wedding,  and  birth- 
day  presents  do  not  fail  to  visit  S.  &  G.  Gump's, 
113  Geary  Street. 

—  Cooper's  engravers  have  no  equal. 


"  On  what  does  Stiffins  base  his  suit  for  libel?  " 
"  On  a  casual  reference  to  him  as  the  ideal  juror  in 
a  capital  case." — Washington  Star. 


"Disfigured  For  Life" 

Is  the  despairing:  cry  of 
thousands  afflicted  with 
unsightly  skin  diseases. 
Do  you  realize  what  this 
disfiguration  means  to 
sensitive  souls  ? 
It  meana  isolation,  seclu- 
sion. 
It  is  a  bar  to  social  and 

business  success. 
Do  you  wonder  that  de- 
Bpair  seizes  upon  these 
sufferers  when 
Doctors  fail,  standard  remedies  fail, 
And  nostrums  prove  worse  than  useless? 
Skin  diseases  are  most  obstinate  to  cure. 
Cuticura  Remedies 
Have  earned  the  title  Skin  Specifics, 
Because  for  years  they  have  met  with  most 

remarkable  success. 
There  are  cases  that  they  cannot  cure,  but 

they  are  few  indeed. 
It  is  no  long-drawn-out  expensive  experiment. 
25  cents  invested  in  Cuticura  Soap 
"Will  prove  more  than  we  dare  claim. 
In  short  Cuticura.  works  wonders, 
And  its  cures  are  Bimply  marvelous. 

Sold  throughout  the  world.  Price,  CtrTicrntA, 
60c. ;  Soap,  25c.  ;  Resolvent,  $1.  Potter  Druo 
And  Chem.  Coup.,  Sole  Proprietors,  Boston. 

SST  "  How  to  Cure  Every  8kln  Disease,"  free. 


THI 


CALIFORNIA 

HOTEL 

Is  the  most  comfortable  and  home-like  hostelry 
in  the  city.     The  rooms  are  sunny  and  cheerful. 
The    furniture    is    new,    rich,    and    luxurious. 
Guests    receive    polite    attention     and    uniform 
courtesy  from  all  employees.   The  rates  are  moder- 
ate.    Special  terms  to   permanent   guests.     The 
Hotel  is  conducted  on  both 
the   American   and    Euro- 
pean plan.    The  new  Amer- 
ican Dining-Room  is  on  the 
eighth  floor.     Entrance  to 
the  California  Theatre  from 

I  Proprietor,    '"t*-11;^ 

norma  Hotel  is  absolutely 
fire-proof. 

•Ml 


R.H. 
W&RFIELD, 

Proprietor. 


THE  HOTEL  RICHELIEU 

N.  E.  Cor.  Van  Ness  and  Myrtle  Avenues. 


1881 


The    Principal    and    Finest 

Family    Hotel  of  San  Francisco. 
Special    Pride    Taken    in    the 

Excellence    of  the    Cuisine. 
Elegantly    Furnished    Rooms 

Single    and    Fn    Suite. 
Permanent   Guests    Will    he 

Given   Special    Kates. 
Elevator  Runs  Day  and  Night. 

HOTEL  RICHELIEU  CO. 

Attention,  Connoisseurs ! 

Exported  to  Bermuda,  thence 
to  Bremen,  thence  to  Hamburg, 
U I O V\l  aDt^  t^ien  ky  SQip  Orpluus,  five 
WH  Oftl  years  azo,  to  this  port,  laying  in 
"'  _  bonded  warehouse.  Here  is  an 
RF  IMPflnTrli  opportunity  for  connoisseurs  to 
nU"i  III rUll  I  LU.  buy  one  barrel  or  more  direct  from 
bonded  warehouse.  Orders  will  be  given  on  warehouse. 
After  thirteen  years,  the  natural  evaporation  being  great, 
the  barrels  now  contain  from  25  to  27  gallons  of  PURE 
WHISKY,  originally  45  to  47  gallons.  Will  sell  at 
$5.50  per  gallon,  re-gauged.  Send  your  orders  for 
same  to  MAU,  SADLER  &  CO., 
49  Beale  Street.  S.  F. 

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ELEGANTLY  ENGRAVED  CARDS. 

DODGE   BOOK   AND    STATIONERY   CO. 

SUCCESSORS    TO     C.     BEACH, 
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THE        ARGONAUT. 


October  8,  1894. 


Banks. 


THE  BAXK  OF  CALIFORNIA, 

SAN   FRANCISCO. 


Capital         83,000,000  00 

Surplus  and  Undivided  Profits    3,247,684  02 
January  i,  1894. 

William  Alvord President 

Thomas  Brown Cashier 

S.  Prentiss  Smith Assistant  Cashier 

Irving  F.  Moulton ad  Assistant  Cashier 


CORRESPONDENTS : 

-.       .,    ,  (Messrs.  Laidlaw  &  Co. 

New\ork JTheBank  of  New  York,  N.  B.  A. 

Boston Tremont  National  Bank 

London Messrs.  N.  M.  Rothschild  &  Sons 

Paris Messrs.  De  Rothschild  Freres 

Virginia  City,  Nev .Agency  of  the  Bank  of _ California 

Chicago Union  National  Bank 

St.  Louis Boatmen's  Bank 

Australia  and  New  Zealand Bank  of  New  Zealand 

China,  Japan,  and  India Chartered  Bank  of  India, 

Australia,  and  China 

Letters  of  Credit  issued  available  in  all  parts  of  the  world. 

Draw  direct  on  New  York,  Boston,  Chicago.  St.  Louis, 
Salt  Lake,  Denver,  Kansas  City,  New  Orleans,  Portland, 
Or.,  Los  Angeles,  and  on  London,  Paris,  Berlin,  Ham- 
burg, Bremen,  Frankfort-on-Main,  Copenhagen,  Stock- 
holm, Christiana,  Switzerland,  Melbourne,  Sydney,  Auck- 
land, Hong  Kong,  Shanghai,  Yokohama,  Genoa,  and  all 
cities  in  Italy. 


California  Safe  Deposit  and 
Trust  Co. 

PAID-UP  CAPITAL 81,000,000 


Corner  Montgomery  and  California  Sts.,  S.  F. 

J.D.  Fry,  President.    Henry  Williams,  Vice-President. 
J.  Dalzell  Brown,  Secretary  and  Treasurer. 

This  Company  is  authorized  bylaw  to  act  as  Executor, 
Administrator,  Assignee,  Receiver,  or  Trustee.  It  is  a 
legal  depositary  for  Court  and  Trust  Funds.  Will  take 
entire  charge  of  Real  and  Personal  Estates,  collecting 
the  income  and  profits,  and  attending  to  all  such  details 
as  an  individual  in  like  capacity  could  do. 

Acts  as  Registrar  and  Transfer  Agent  of  all  Stocks 
and  Bonds. 

Receives  deposits  subject  to  check  and  allows  interest 
at  the  rate  of  two  per  cent,  per  annum  on  daily  balances. 
Issues  certificates  of  deposit  bearing  fixed  rates  of  interest. 

Receives  deposits  in  its  savings  department,  and  allows 
the  usual  rates  of  interest  thereon. 

RENTS  SAFES  inside  its  burglar-proof  vaults  at 
prices  from  $5  per  annum  upwards,  according  to  size. 
Valuables  of  all  lands  may  be  stored  at  low  rates. 

Wills  drawn  and  taken  care  of  -without 
charge.     Call  or  write  for  circular. 

WELLS  FARGO  &C0.S  BANK 

N.  E.  Cor.  Sansome  and  Sutter  Sts. 

San  Francisco,  Cal. 

Cash  Capital  and  Surplus S6.25O.000 

Jno.  J.Valentine,  President;  Homer  S.  King,  Manager. 
H.  Wadsworth.  Cashier;  F.  L.  LiPMAr,  Asst-Cashier. 
Directors — John  J.  Valentine,  Benj.  P.  Cheney,  Oliver 
Eldridge,  Henry  E.  Huntington,  Homer  S.  King,  Geo.  E. 
Gray,  John  J ,  McCook,  Charles  F.  Crocker,  DudleyEvans. 


BANK  OF  SISSON,  CROCKER  i  GO. 

(Incorporated  April  25,  1892.J 

323  Fine  Street.  San  Francisco. 

Directors : 

Geo.    W.    Scott,   President;    W.    W.    Van  Arsdale, 

Cashier;  J.  H.  Strobridge,  D.  W.  Earl,  J.  H.  Sisson,  F. 

H.  Green,  J.  M.  Haven. 

Receives  deposits ;    dealers   in    exchange ;    a    general 
banking  business  transacted. 


MARKET  QuOTAT10N5RECeiVE0OV6R0UR OWN  WIRE 
EVERY  FIFTEEN  MINUTES. 

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CHAiNSSFRovisioio.  StockIJLXnm 

401-05  CaliforniaSt.  San  Francisco 


CONNECTICUT  FIRE  INSURANCE  CO. 

OF  HAKTFOKD. 


Cash  Capital 81,000.000 

AsBets 2,632,328 

Surplus  to  policy-holders 1,550,589 


ROBERT  DICKSON,  Manager,  San  Francisco. 
Bovn  &  Dickson,  San  Francisco,  Agents,  501  Mont- 
gomery Street.     General  Office,  401  Montgomery  St. 


To 

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As  they  should  be  cleaned, 
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the  only  brush  made  for  the 
purpose.    Beaches  every  crev- 
ice.   Outwears  three  ordinary 
brushes.    Sold  everywhere. 
Price    I  Florence  Mfar.  Co., 
35  eta.  I     Florence  Mass. 


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The  undersigned  having  been  appointed  AGENTS 
FOR  THE  PACIFIC  COAST  for  the  sale  of  the  manu- 
factures  of  above  company,  have  now  in  store : 

8AIL  DVCK-ALL  NUMBERS; 
HYDRAULIC-ALL  NUBIBKRS ; 
DRAPER  AND  WAGON  DUCK, 

From  30 to  iso  inches  wide;  and  a  complete  assortment 
of  all  qualities.  2854-Inch  Duck,  from  7  Ounces 
to  15  Ounces,  Inclusive. 

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FURNITURE. 

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Pout  and  Stockton  Sts.,  8.  r  . 


"Where's  yer  daddy?"  "He's  plowin'." 
"An'  where's  yer  mammy?"  "  Makin'  him 
plow  !  " — Atlanta  Constitution. 

Visitor  at  Washington— ""What  \  Haven't  you 
gone  home  yet  ?  "  Democratic  representative — 
"  I'm  afraid  to." — New  York  Press. 

Wade — "  Did  you  ever  notice  that  blind  men  are 
generally  very  smart?"  Butcher— "Yes;  having 
no  sense  of  sight,  they  make  up  by  having  a  sight 
of  sense." — Puck. 

"  Do  you  consider  travel  essential  to  an  educa- 
tion ?  "  asked  the  young  man.  "  Not  if  you  live  in 
Boston,"  replied  the  young  woman  with  blue 
glasses. —  Washington  Star. 

Rev.  Goodwin—"  1  daresay  you  are  looking  for- 
ward with  delight  to  the  approaching  day  of  your 
release."  No.  4-11-44—"  Bet  yer  life  !  Yer'd  orter 
feel  de  thirst  I've  got  on  me  !  " — Puck. 

He  (playfully) — "  Ah,  Miss  Summerleigh  1  I  find 
you  still  engaged  in  thought."  She  \with  memory 
of  a  fruitless  summer)— "  Yes  ;  its  only  too  true  ; 
but  I  would  it  were  otherwise." — Puck'. 

Judge  Guffy — "  What's  the  matter  with  his  eye  ?  " 
Officer  Flynn—"Kz  picked  a  foight  wid  a  felly 
yisterday."  Judge  Guffy — "Is  he  looking  for  fight 
to-day  ?  "  Officer  Flynn—"  Not  out  o'  thot  eye."— 
Puck. 

Officer  0  Toole—  "That's  a  tough  lot  o'  mugs 
yees  sendin'  me  ter  supervise,  cap'n."  Captain 
Raffcri} — "  Nivver  moind;  yees  must  act  loike  the 
auld  Gricks,  an'  coom  back  wid  yer  shield  or  upon 
a  stretcher." — Puck. 

Mother— "  My  goodness!  You  might  as  well 
wear  tights  as  that  rig.  You  certainly  don't  intend 
to  go  bathing  in  it."  Daughter—  "  Bathing  ? 
Horrors,  no  !  This  isn't  for  bathing.  It's  only  for 
bicycling." — Good  News. 

Obese  lady— "  What  makes  the  India-Rubber 
Man  look  so  happy  ?  He's  smiling  all  over  his 
face."  Wild  Man  of  Borneo  (in  mild  surprise) — 
"  Arrah  !  An'  didn't  yez  hear?  He's  the  father  of 
a  bouncin'  boy  !  " — Puck. 

Colonel  (to  pretty  nurse) — "  Whose  baby  is  that— 
a  pretty  little  fellow?"  Nurse —  "Why,  sir,  it's 
your  own  little  boy."  Colonel—  "  Really  ?  My 
wife  changes  nurses  so  often  that  I  don't  recognize 
my  own  flesh  and  blood." — Truth. 

"You'd  better  go  and  look  after  those  freaks," 
said  the  assistant  in  the  dime  museum.  "  What's 
the  matter  ?  "  inquired  the  manager.  "  The  cross- 
eyed giant  is  courting  the  two-headed  girl,  and  she's 
getting  jealous  of  herself." — Chicago  Tribune. 

Employer  (severely)— "  What  !  Mislaid  the  let- 
ter I  sent  you  to  deliver,  Michael  ?  Go  back  and 
find  it  at  once  !  From  your  looks,  1  think  you  left 
it  in  a  saloon  !  "  Michael — "  I  did,  sor — but  Oi'm 
dom'd  if  Oi  can  remimber  which  wan  !  " — Puck. 

He  started  in  alarm.  "  NO,"  she  repeated  ;  "you 
do  not  know  what  my  past  life  has  been."  His  fin- 
gers pressed  convulsively  into  his  palms.  ' '  Surely," 
he  cried,  "it  has  not  been  more  than  thirty-five 
years  ?  "  The  ocean  moaned  as  it  has  for  ages,  and 
that  was  all. — Puck. 

Maud — "What  was  the  last  discussion  of  that 
Young  Ladies'  Debating  Society  of  yours  ?  "  Marie 
— "  Oh,  we  look  up  the  old  question  of  '  Is  Mar- 
riage a  Failure  ? '  "  Maud—"  Well,  what  was  the 
result  of  the  debate  ?  "  Marie — "  A  committee  con- 
sisting of  the  entire  membership  was  appointed  to 
try  it  and  see." — Truth. 

Mrs.  Suburb— "  Why  don't  you  take  little  johnny 
to  the  county  fair  ?  He's  just  crazy  to  see  that  bal- 
loon and  parachute-jumper."  Mr.  Suburb — "  I 
can't  afford  it."  Mrs.  Suburb — "  It  won't  cost  over 
twenty-five  cents  to  get  him  in."  Mr.  Suburb  — 
"  No,  but  it  will  cost  us  about  ten  dollars  for  new 
umbrellas." — Good  News. 

Jim  son  (confidentially) — "  Say,  do  you  hear  that 
young  woman  singing?"  Policeman — "I  should 
remark."  Jimson — "She  lives  next  door  to  me. 
Say  !  "  Policeman — "  Well,  say  it."  Jimson — 
"  I'll  give  you  a  box  of  the  best  cigars  ever  smug- 
gled if  you'll  rush  into  that  house  and  ask  who  is 
being  murdered." — New  York  Weekly. 

A  husband  who  had  been  out  shooting,  but  who 
had  not  been  successful,  rather  than  return  home 
empty-handed  stepped  into  a  shop  and  purchased 
a  hare.  "There,  my  ducky,"  he  said  to  his  wife 
on  returning  home,  "  you  see  I  am  not  so  awkward 
with  the  gun  after  all."  "Let  me  see."  "Isn't 
he  a  fine  fellow  ?  "  "  My  dear,"  said  the  wife,  as 
she  carried  the  animal  to  her  nostrils,  and  put  it 
down  with  a  grimace,  "you  were  quite  right  in 
killing  him  to-day  ;  to-morrow  it  would  have  been 
too  late." — Px. 


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TABLE    OF    CONTENTS. 


Editorial:  The  Machine-Made  Business  Eoom  of  the  Democratic  Or- 
gans— How  It  Compares  with  the  Democratic  Panic — The  Menace  of 
Free  Trade— Modern  Naval  Warfare— The  Lesson  of  the  Eattle  of 
the  Yalu— Is  the  Big  Battle-Ship  Doomed?— The  Increased  Mortality 
of  Modern  Naval  Warfare— Renewed  Activity  in  Gold-Mining— The 
Industry  on  a  More  Solid  Basis — Unprecedented  Output  of  Recent 
Years— The  Death  of  Oliver  Wendell  Holmes— His  Career  as  Writer 
and  Physician— His  Scientific  Studies  of  Himself— The  Problem 
He  Could  Not  Master— Italy  and  the  Pope— A  Difficult  Situation  for 
the  King  and  his  Ministers— How  the  Clerical  Crime  Would  Be 
Treated  in  this  Country— The  Ezetas  and  the  Wily  Regelados 1-3 

The  Fate  of  "Yellow  Feather":  How  Tinta,  the  Stolen  Squaw, 
Avenged  a  Young  Lieutenant.     By  Allen  Smith 4 

An  Amateur  Bull-Fight:  How  Max  Lebaudy  is  Amusing  the  Young 
Bloods  of  Paris— Where  he  Gets  his  Immense  Wealth — How  his 
Mother  Tried  to  Restrain  Him — His  Generous  Impulses — His  Amateur 
Bull- Fights— The  Sight  at  the  Arena— A  Clumsy  Toreador— Why  the 
Entertainment  will  not  be  Repeated 5 

Recent  Verse  :  "  Savonarola — The  Bonfire  of  Vanities,"  by  Joe  Russell 
Taylor;  "The  Derelict,"  by  John  James  Meehan ;  "An  Old-Fash- 
ioned  Girl " ;  "  Clay  " 5 

Individualities  :  Notes  About  Prominent  People  all  Over  the  World 5 

Greater  England:  Bits  from  Blouet's  New  Book,  "John  Bull  and 
Company"— What  "  Max  O'Rell  "  Thinks  of  the  British  Colonies— A 

Glance  Around  the  World 6 

,1    Editorial  Notes,). 7 

The  Gaiety  Girls  :  Our  Correspondent  tells  of  New  York's  Excitement 
over  London's  Bevy  of  Beauties — The  British  Blondes  of  Thirty  Years 
Ago  —  Miss  Cissy  Fitzgerald's  Song  and  Wiggles  —  A  Magnificent 
Creature  and  a  Living  Dudu — Chappies  at  the  Stage  Door — How  the 
Bucks  of  Thirty  Years  Ago  Managed— What  the  Girls  Think  of 
"  Mash-Notes  "  and  "  Spenders  " 7 

Old  Favorites:  Poems  by  Oliver  Wendell  Holmes— "The  Deacon's 
Masterpiece;  or,  The  Wonderful  '  One-Hoss  Shay,'"  "My  Aunt," 
"  The  Last  Leaf" 8 

Literary  Notes  :  Personal  and  Miscellaneous  Gossip — New  Publica- 
tions— Publishers'  Announcements 8-9 

Drama  :  Some  Topics  of  the  Day — Stage  Gossip 10 

Vanity  Fair:  Comparative  Vanity  of  Men  and  Women — Masculine 
Costume  of  Female  Bicyclists — When  Ladies  Asked  their  Partners  to 
Dance — The  Middle-Aged  Heroine — About-  Ugly  Men n 

Full  as  a  Goat:  A  Billy  Gives  a  Sad  Example  of  that  Condition 12 

The  Tuneful  Liar:  "The  Plaint  of  Li  Hung,"  "Not  a  Bond-Holder," 
"  Views  of  a  Lounger,"  "  Tempora  Mutantur,"  "  Not  Quite  the  Same," 
"  Hard  to  Please,"  "Abashed,"  "A  Brief  Romance,"  "Saxe  Revised," 
"The  Bicycle  Girl  " 12 

Storyettes  :  Grave  and  Gay,  Epigrammatic  and  Otherwise — Gilbert 
among  the  Clergymen — Coleridge  and  the  Reporter — His  Idea  of  the 
Homoeopathic  System  —  How  Payn  Startled  a  Stranger  —  Professor 
Hyrtl's  Sarcasm — A  Tale  of  a  Woman  Painter — Sad  Experience  of  an 
Amateur  Slummer — A  New  Navigator's  Trick — Canon  Bowles  and  his 
Early  Love — A  Titled  Engineer's  Coolness 13 

Society:  Movements  and  Whereabouts — Notes  and  Gossip — Army  and 
Navy  News 14-15 

The  Alleged  Humorists:  Paragraphs  Ground  out  by  the  Dismal  Wits 
of  the  Day 16 


The  Democratic  organs  throughout  the  country  are  busily 
engaged  in  a  "boom."  They  have  the  best  wishes  from 
everybody  ;  there  is  no  Republican,  no  matter  how  pessi- 
mistic, who  would  not  rejoice  to  see  any  kind  of  a  "boom," 
whether  it  came  from  the  Democratic  party  or  from  the 
Evil  One  himself.  But  with  the  Democratic  organs  assidu- 
ously fanning  its  feeble  flame,  and  with  every  one  helping  it 
as  much  as  possible,  the  Democratic  Business  Boom  of 
Ninety-Four  seems  to  be  slowly  petering  out.  It  will  never 
occupy  in  history  a  place  so  marked  as  did  the  Democratic 
Panic  of  Ninety-Three. 

What  is  the  reason  for  this  ?  It  is  folly  to  suppose  that 
Republican  business  men  would  allow  their  political  senti- 
ments to  control  them  in  this  regard.  No  Republican 
merchant  is  going  to  turn  away  trade  because  an  increase  in 
the  volume  of  business  might  help  the  Democratic  party.    No 


Republican  manufacturer  is  going  to  keep  his  mills  closed 
because  their  opening  might  cause  the  Democratic  organs  to 
rejoice.  Not  so.  We  have  all  of  us,  Republicans  and 
Democrats,  had  enough  of  this  long  depression.  The 
Democrats  were  the  cause  of  it,  and  hence  deserve  no 
sympathy  ;  but  in  ruining  themselves  they  are  ruining  the 
rest  of  us  as  well.  Therefore  any  attempt  on  their  part  to 
check  the  downward  course  of  the  country,  and  to  revive 
the  industries  which  they  have  prostrated  for  the  past 
eighteen  months,  will  be  seconded  with  the  utmost  earnest- 
ness by  every  Republican  throughout  the  land.  The  clamor 
of  the  Democratic  press,  about  "  Republican  manufacturers 
conspiring  to  close  their  mills,"  is  too  puerile  to  need  contra- 
diction. Republican  business  men  are  as  anxious  as  the 
Democrats  can  possibly  be  to  see  business  revive.  Yet  the 
bank  clearings  during  the  last  week  of  September  were  about 
eighty  million  dollars  less  than  they  were  the  week  before. 
All  men  in  this  country  are  now  agreed  upon  one  thing — that 
we  have  had  a  year  and  a  half  of  unprecedented  depression  ; 
most  of  them  believe  that  it  was  caused  by  Democratic  threats 
of  free  trade  ;  but  all  of  them,  whether  Democrats  or  Repub- 
licans, believe  that  we  have  had  enough  of  it,  and  would  do 
everything  in  their  power  to  see  the  country  thrive. 

What,  then,  is,  the  reason  that  the  Democratic  "  business 
boom  "  does  not  materialize  ?  The  answer  is  simple — it  is 
because  the  Democratic  warfare  on  American  industry  is  not 
yet  ended.  All  of  the  leaders  of  that  party  unite  in  say- 
ing that  the  Sugar  Trust  Tariff  is  only  the  beginning  of  a 
war  on  American  protection  which  is  to  result  in  free  trade. 
President  Cleveland  has  said  this  ;  Senator  Hill  has  said 
this  ;  and  now  Congressman  Wilson,  author  of  the  Demo- 
cratic tariff  bill,  has  said  it,  and  said  it  in  a  foreign  land. 
At  the  dinner  tendered  him  last  week  by  the  London 
Chamber  of  Commerce,  Mr.  Wilson  assured  his  hearers 
that  the  fight  for  free  trade  had  only  begun,  and  that  he  and 
his  party  meant  to  do  a  great  deal  better  than  they  had  yet 
done  in  the  way  of  promoting  British  industries. 

It  is  statements  like  these,  coming  from  the  mouths  of 
Democratic  leaders,  that  causes  doubt  to  prevail  in  the  busi- 
ness community.  Although  a  number  of  weeks  have 
elapsed  since  the  tariff  bill  was  passed,  the  Democrats  look 
vainly  for  their  "  business  boom."  They  will  continue  to 
look  in  vain  until  they  shall  have  abandoned  their  organized 
warfare  upon  the  system  of  protection  under  which  the 
country  has  grown  so  great  during  the  last  thirty  years. 
And  we  think  that  it  is  the  belief  of  the  people  of  the 
United  States  that  they  made  a  mistake  in  intrusting  the 
control  of  the  business  interests  of  this  vast  country  to  a 
party  like  the  Democracy,  whose  leaders  are  made  up  of 
shifty  lawyers  like  Hill,  demagogic  politicians  like  Gorman, 
and  Southern  brigadiers  like  any  one  of  the  half  hundred 
who  decorate  the  national  legislative  chambers  in  Washing- 
ton. If  these  windy  gentry  know  anything,  they  do  not 
know  anything  about  business.  They  have  demonstrated 
that  pretty  thoroughly  during  the  past  eighteen  months. 
Every  laborer  who  has  lost  his  job,  every  mechanic  who 
has  had  his  wages  cut,  every  clerk  who  has  had 
his  salary  reduced,  every  merchant  who  has  seen  his 
business  disappear,  every  real-estate  owner  who  has  seen 
his  rents  going  down,  and  every  capitalist  who  has  felt 
his  dividends  diminished  or  stopped,  knows  the  reason  why. 
He  knows,  if  he  knows  anything,  that  the  general  ruin  which 
has  come  upon  the  business  interests  of  the  country  is  due 
to  Democratic  ignorance  and  incompetence  in  administering 
those  interests.  If,  then,  the  millions  who  have  felt  the  pinch 
of  these  Democratic  hard  times  are  short-sighted  enough  to 
vote  for  the  party  which  brought  them  upon  us,  it  would  be 
most  extraordinary.  And  men  who  have  felt  that  pinch, 
from  capitalists  to  laborers,  are  not  going  to  be  gulled  by 
these  Democratic  newspaper  Mother  Carey's  chickens  shriek- 
ing round  the  Ship  of  State  through  the  storm  that  they  hear 
a  "business  boom." 

The  papers  from  New  York  and  London  are  full  of  com- 
ments on  the  battle  of  the  Yalu  River.  That  was  the  first 
encounter   in   which   modern  battle-ships  have  been  tested, 


and  it  is,  of  course,  full  of  instruction.  On  the  Chinese  side 
the  Chen  Yuen  and  the  Ping  Yuen,  sister  ships  of  about 
7,500  tons  each,  were  engaged.  They  were  built  at  Stettin, 
armored  with  twelve-inch  plate,  and  armed  with  twelve-inch 
and  six-inch  Krupp  guns.  They  may  fairly  be  classed  with 
the  battle-ships  which  we  are  building  for  our  navy.  The 
Japanese  had  no  such  vessels  engaged,  the  nearest  approach 
being  the  three  cruisers,  Naniwa,  A/atsushima,  and  Yoshino, 
which  are  of  about  4,000  tons  displacement  and  armed  with 
six-inch  guns,  besides  auxiliary  batteries  of  rapid-firing  rifles. 
The  theory  of  the  battle-ship  is  that  it  will  be  practically 
invulnerable  to  small  projectiles,  and  that  a  single  shot  from 
either  of  its  big  guns  will  destroy  or  cripple  an  adversary. 
That  theory  seems  to  have  been  knocked  on  the  head  by  the 
battle  of  Yalii. 

No  authentic  details  of  the  engagement  have  come  to 
hand,  but  from  the  dispatches  which  have  been  received  it 
seems  that  the  three  Japanese  cruisers,  having  beaten  off 
seven  small  Chinese  men-of-war,  surrounded  in  turn  each  of 
the  two  Chinese  battle-ships,  and  poured  on  them  such  a 
rain  of  projectiles  that  the  big  guns  were  dismounted  and 
the  vessels  themselves  crippled.  One  account  says  that 
they  were  sunk  or  burned  ;  this  has  been  denied.  It  seems 
certain  that  they  were  put  hors  de  combat,  and  were  of  no 
more  use  to  the  Chinese  cause  than  if  they  had  been  at  the 
bottom  of  the  sea.  The  moment  their  guns  were  dis- 
mounted, the  monstrous  ships  floated  round  helplessly,  use- 
less for  attack  and  without  capacity  for  defense.  The  ex- 
pectation that  they  would  sink  their  adversaries  with  a  single 
shell  from  their  twelve-inch  guns  was   entirely  disappointed. 

Sailors  are  not  yet  prepared  to  admit  that  the  event 
proves  the  battle-ship  to  be  doomed.  They  draw  attention 
to  the  fact  that  the  Japanese  fleet  was  commanded  by  Ad- 
miral Ito,  a  young  man  of  thirty-seven,  who  was,  twenty 
years  ago,  one  of  the  crack  graduates  of  Annapolis,  and  that 
most,  if  not  all,  the  Japanese  ships  were  handled  by  officers 
who  had  learned  their  trade  at  the  same  school ;  while  the 
Chinese  vessels  were  commanded  by  Chinamen  without  ex- 
perience of  naval  warfare,  and  with  no  better  training  than 
they  could  get  in  their  own  country.  That  difference  would 
tell  in  battle,  and  might  to  a  great  extent  account  for  the 
Chinese  defeat.  But,  still,  it  must  be  supposed  that  the 
Chinese  officers  know  enough  to  fire  a  twelve-inch  gun,  and 
to  fire  it  straight ;  it  must,  therefore,  be  inferred  that  a  gun 
of  that  huge  calibre  is  not  certain  to  overpower  the  fire  of 
smaller  artillery,  if  the  latter  be  handled  briskly.  The 
Japanese  seem  to  have  got  in  their  work  more  quickly  than 
their  enemies,  and  to  have  mowed  down  the  Chinese 
gunners  before  they  could  bring  their  pieces  to  bear.  A 
single  shell  dropped  on  the  right  spot  disposed  of  a  whole 
crew  of  gunners. 

One  argument  that  was  urged  in  favor  of  the  construction 
of  big  battle-ships  was  that  they  would  be  irresistible  as 
rams.  It  is  certain  that  nothing  afloat  could  stand  the  shock 
of  a  7,500-ton  ship,  driven  through  the  water  at  the  rate  of 
fifteen  knots  an  hour.  But  neither  the  Chen  1  'uen  nor  the 
Ping  Yuen  appear  to  have  tried  to  ram  their  antagonists — 
why,  we  are  left  to  conjecture.  The  presumption  is  that  the 
Japs  paralyzed  their  enemy  by  the  celerity  of  their  move- 
ments, and  crippled  their  navigation  as  well  as  their  gun- 
nery. That  would  be  likely  to  occur  in  a  naval  engagement 
between  navies  of  Christian  powers.  The  leviathans  which 
are  now  being  constructed  in  England  could  not  go  into 
action  without  becoming  the  target  for  attack  by  a  fleet  of 
small  craft,  armed  with  three  and  four-inch  rifles.  The 
battle-ship  could  not  sink*  them  all ;  and  if  they,  with  their 
rapid-firing  guns,  could  dismantle  the  steering-gear  or  dis- 
mount the  guns,  the  leviathan  would  be  at  their  mercy,  her 
very  size  adding  to  her  helplessness. 

In  this  country,   naval    constructors   have  split  into  two 
parties,  one  being  in  favor  of  monster  battle-ships,  the  other 
preferring    small,   swift   cruisers    of    2,500   or    3,000   tons, 
armed  with  one  big  gun  and  a  number  of  batteries  of 
firing  pieces   of  small  calibre.     The  younger  and  1 
officers  of  the  navy  belong  to  the  latter  faction  ; 
officers  to  the  former.     It  is  observed,  almost  as  a  1 


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October  15,  1894. 


course,  that  the  ship-builders  and  manufacturers  of  steel 
plates  are  all  in  favor  of  battle-ships.  National  vessels  can 
not  be  too  gigantic  for  them.  Their  idea  is  that  the  sea- 
ports of  the  United  States  should  be  guarded  by  ships  of 
10,000  tons  or  over,  and  costing  about  three  millions  apiece. 
They  do  not  care  how  many  such  craft  they  are  called  upon 
to  build.  Their  patriotism  is  such  that  <hey  would  contract 
to  launch  them  by  the  dozen.  It  was  not  found,  however, 
that,  in  the  most  memorable  naval  conflict  which  history  re- 
cords, big  ships  were  more  than  a  match  for  little  ones. 
There  were  sixty-five  galleons  of  the  largest  size  in  the 
Spanish  Armada,  and  the  English  had  only  small  craft  to 
oppose  them  with,  but  the  little  cutters  and  sloops  hung  to 
the  big  galleons  with  such  tenacity,  outsailing,  out-manceu- 
vring,  and  out-fighting  them,  that  few  members  of  the  fleet 
ever  got  home  again. 

One  thing  is  made  plain  by  the  accounts  which  have  been 
received.  Naval  warfare,  with  modern  guns  and  modern 
projectiles,  is  far  more  bloody  than  it  was  in  the  time  of 
Lord  Nelson  or  Decatur.  An  ex-officer  of  the  English  navy, 
who  has  been  serving  on  a  Chinese  ship,  says  that  a  Japanese 
shell  exploding  on  a  Chinese  man-of-war  killed  two  whole 
guns'  crews,  ripped  off  the  whole  of  the  port  after-end  of 
the  upper  deck,  tore  a  jagged  hole  fourteen  feet  in  diameter 
in  the  deck,  and  piled  up  all  round  broken  timbers,  bent 
deck  beams,  torn  steel  plates,  and  mangled  human  bodies. 

When  it  was  first  proposed  to  arm  men-of-war  with  heavy 
guns,  a  British  admiral  called  them  "peacemakers,"  because, 
he  said,  no  crew  which  had  once  seen  a  big  shell  convert 
the  'tween-decks  into  a  shambles  would  ever  go  into  battle 
again.  Soldiers  fight  because  experience  teaches  them  that 
the  number  of  killed  and  wounded  bears  a  very  small  pro- 
portion to  the  total  number  of  men  engaged  ;  only  men  of 
desperate  courage  engage  in  forlorn  hopes  in  which  half  or 
more  of  the  combatants  fall.  It  seems  that  when  a  modern 
shell  explodes  between  the  decks  of  a  man-of-war,  hardly 
any  one  on  that  deck  escapes  alive,  while  most  of  those  who 
escape  death  are  frightfully  mutilated.  Then  if  the  ship 
herself  receives  a  mortal  wound,  from  a  torpedo  or  a  ram, 
the  sailor-men  aboard,  unlike  the  soldier-men  ashore,  do  not 
have  a  chance  for  their  lives  ;  after  having  fought  bravely, 
they  are  doomed  to  death  after  all,  and  the  sinking  ship  be- 
comes their  iron  coffin. 

The  golden  lining  to  the  silver  clouds  that  hung  over  this 
country  a  year  ago  is  just  becoming  apparent.  When  this 
government  ceased  its  purchases  of  silver,  and  the  mints  of 
India  were  closed  to  the  white  metal,  the  financial  outlook 
was  dark  indeed.  But  out  of  evil  good  often  comes,  and, 
whatever  other  effect  these  measures  may  have  had,  they 
have  resulted  beneficially  in  causing  a  greatly  increased 
activity  in  gold  mining.  Never  before  in  the  history  of 
this  State  have  the  prospects  been  so  flattering.  The 
spectacular  effect  that  accompanied  earlier  mining  excite- 
ments is  wanting,  but  there  is  in  its  place  an  element  of 
greater  stability  and  permanence.  The  romantic  era,  when 
the  population,  red-shirted  and  roughly  clad,  wandered 
among  the  gulches  and  foothills  of  the  Sierras,  with  pick 
and  pan,  searching  for  the  precious  particles  among  the 
gravel  of  the  river  beds,  has  passed  into  history.  The 
more  intensely  dramatic  era,  when  the  fever  of  speculation 
coursed  through  the  veins,  when  every  fluctuation  in  the 
prices  of  stocks  was  watched  with  eager  interest  by  mill- 
ionaire and  pauper,  by  the  clerk  in  the  counting-house  and 
the  serving-maid  in  kitchen  or  nursery,  when  fortunes  were 
made  and  lost  in  a  day,  and  when  everybody  was  rich 
whether  his  wealth  was  evidenced  by  a  comfortable  bank 
account  or  by  a  scrap  of  worthless  paper — this  second  and 
more  unwholesome  era  has  also  passed  to  return  no  more. 
The  mining  of  to-day,  while  it  lacks  the  element  of  wild 
excitement,  is  on  a  more  solid  basis  and  has  a  far  more  sub- 
stantial prosperity.  Mining  methods  are  more  scientific  than 
they  were,  wasteful  and  extravagant  processes  have  been  laid 
aside,  new  and  improved  machinery  has  been  brought  into 
use,  and  private  companies,  operating  quietly  and  soberly, 
are  reaping  a  harvest  undreamed  of  even  in  the  days  when 
the  delirium  of  speculation  was  among  us.  The  placer 
mines  have  been  diligently  worked  over.  There  are  still 
golden  grains  and  nuggets  in  the  river-beds,  but  not  in  suffi- 
cient quantities  generally  to  pay  corporations  for  working 
them,  although  individual  miners  can  still  make  "grub." 

Hut  the  placer  mines  at  best  held  only  the  overflow  of  the 
richer  original  deposits.  The  wealth  in  the  hill-sides  poured 
over  and  the  surplus  was  carried  with  the  rain  into  the 
rivers.  From  north  to  south,  throughout  the  whole  stretch 
of  the  Sierra  range,  are  ledges  laden  with  their  golden  treas- 
ure as  yet  untouched.  Quartz-mining  is  still  in  its  infancy 
despite  the  vast  stores  of  wealth  that  have  already  been 
wrested  from  the  earth  ;  drift-mining  will  yet  add  untold 
millions  to  the  wealth  of  this  State.  The  output  of  gold  this 
year  will  far  exceed  anything  of  recent  years. 

Not  in  this  State  alone,  but  throughout  the  world,  this 
same  renewed  activity   is   seen.     Colorado,  prostrated  last 


year  by  the  repeal  of  the  Sherman  law,  stands  to-day  as  one 
of  the  great  wealth-producing  States  of  the  world.  This 
year  California  will  be  closely  pushed  for  first  position 
among  the  gold-bearing  States  of  the  Union.  Two  years 
ago,  the  gold  product  of  Colorado  was  less  than  $5,000,000 — 
$4,743,000 — while  California  produced  more  than  twice  that 
amount.  The  next  year,  Colorado  increased  its  output  sixty- 
five  per  cent.,  while  the  increase  in  California  was  only  eight 
per  cent.  This  year  the  difference  between  the  two  will  be 
still  further  decreased.  In  Montana,  twice  as  many  proper- 
ties are  being  worked  this  year  as  last ;  in  Australia,  there 
is  unusual  activity  ;  and  the  output  of  South  Africa,  which  a 
few  years  ago  contributed  practically  nothing  to  the  world's 
supply,  is  estimated  for  this  year  at  $48,000,000. 

When  California,  Australia,  and  Russia  first  began,  in  the 
early  fifties,  their  immense  output  of  gold,  prices  were  seri- 
ously affected.  Prior  to  1850,  the  annual  product  had  never 
exceeded  $38,000,000,  or  slightly  more  than  will  be  pro- 
duced in  the  two  States  of  California  and  Colorado  this 
year.  During  the  next  five  years  the  annual  average  was 
$137,000,000,  the  highest  point  reached  being  in  1S53,  when 
the  output  was  $155,000,000.  After  that  date  there  was  a 
decline  in  production.  In  1873,  twenty  years  later,  the  out- 
put was  $96,200,000;  in  1883,  it  was  $94,000,000.  Last 
year,  however,  the  effect  of  the  increased  demand  for  gold 
was  felt,  and  the  output  reached  and  passed  the  figures  of 
1S53.  The  most  careful  estimates  place  this  year's  produc- 
tion at  $170,000,000.  For  the  four  years  since  1S90,  the 
annual  average  exceeds  that  of  1850—55  by  $12,000,000. 

What  is  to  be  the  effect  of  these  immense  additions  to  the 
world's  supply  of  gold?  The  increased  production  of  1850- 
1S60  resulted  in  a  decline  in  the  purchasing  power  of  gold, 
or,  expressed  differently,  prices  generally  rose.  The  same 
result  should  be  seen  at  this  time  were  it  not  for  certain 
other  factors  that  are  at  work.  The  increased  supply  is  in 
response  to  an  increased  demand,  and  that  demand  will  ab- 
sorb the  surplus  as  it  is  produced.  Again,  the  world's  stock 
of  gold  is  far  greater  now  than  it  was  forty  years  ago,  and 
additions  that  would  materially  affect  the  mass '  then  would 
not  be  felt  now.  It  is  therefore  probable  that,  unless  con- 
tinued for  a  number  of  years,  the  increased  production 
will  not  affect  the  business  of  the  world.  The  effect  in  Cal- 
ifornia will,  however,  be  different.  The  annual  addition  of 
fifteen  to  twenty  millions  to  the  wealth  of  this  State  is 
bound  to  affect  all  business  here  beneficially.  One  year's 
output  would  be  sufficient  to  build  the  proposed  railroad 
through  the  San  Joaquin  Valley.  The  cost  of  a  new  trans- 
continental line  would  scarcely  be  felt  if  taken  out  of  sev- 
eral years'  output. 

The  death  of  Oliver  Wendell  Holmes  has  been  discussed 
by  the  daily  newspapers  from  nearly  every  point  of  view. 
They  have  generally,  however,  treated  the  dead  man  from 
the  standpoint  of  literature,  and  looked  upon  him  as  a 
litterateur  and  nothing  else.  It  would  be  interesting  if  we 
could  know  how  Dr.  Holmes  looked  upon  himself.  Readers 
of  "  The  Autocrat "  will  remember  his  quaint  conceit  :  "  John 
— as  he  is  ;  John — as  he  thinks  he  is  ;  John — as  his  friends 
think  he  is."  Dr.  Holmes  would  most  probably  have  placed 
himself  first  as  poet,  next  as  physician,  next  as  prose-writer, 
and  lastly  as  professor.  But  students  of  human  nature  will 
place  the  physician  above  the  professor,  and  students  of 
literature  will  place  the  prose-writer  above  the  poet.  It  was 
an  English  critic  who  once  dryly  remarked  that  he  greatly 
preferred  Holmes's  poetic  prose  to  his  prosaic  poetry. 

But  above  and  dominating  every  other  side  of  his  men- 
tality was  that  of  the  physician  —  or,  let  us  say,  the 
diagnostician  rather  than  the  physician,  the  scientist  rather 
than  the  healer.  For  Dr.  Holmes  was  always  an  investi- 
gator. Far  back,  forty  years  ago,  when  a  blue  fog  of 
Calvinism  hung  ever  over  New  England,  Dr.  Holmes's 
scientific  researches,  medical  and  otherwise,  had  made  of 
him  what  we  now  call  an  "agnostic."  In  those  days  they 
called  them  "  infidels,"  and  people  entertaining  such  views 
were  avoided  of  the  godly.  But  Holmes  had  the  courage 
of  his  convictions,  and  in  the  early  numbers  of  "  The 
Autocrat  "  will  be  found  drifts  toward  freedom  of  thought 
— generally  put  tentatively,  and  in  the  form  of  questions — 
which  later  on  became  more  vigorous.  As  the  years  rolled 
by,  and  "The  Poet"  and  "The  Professor"  appeared  in  the 
early  seventies,  Dr.  Holmes  often  hazarded  assertions  con- 
cerning revealed  religion  and  scientific  truths  which  in  the 
dark  ages  of  New  England,  when  "The  Autocrat"  was 
first  appearing,  would  have  insured  their  author's  being 
burned  at  the  social  stake.  But  the  times  had  changed, 
and  men  had  changed  with  them.  It  is  most  striking  to 
turn  over  the  pages  of  the  old  numbers  of  "The  Autocrat" 
as  they  appeared  in  magazine  form — they  were  subsequently 
freely  revised — and  note  the  mild  way  in  which  Dr.  Holmes 
advanced  statements  which  are  now  the  A  P.  C  of  biology. 
It  may  be  well  to  say  here  that  these  papers  date  much  further 
back  than  is  generally  supposed.  All  of  the  newspaper  biogra- 
phies of  Dr.  Holmes  attribute  the  beginning  of  "The  Auto- 


crat" papers  to  the  Atlantic  Monthly  in  1857.  As  a  matter 
of  fact,  the  first  of  these  papers  appeared  in  the  New  Eng- 
land Magazine  in  1837,  when  Holmes  was  twenty-eight 
years  old.  This  periodical  subsequently  died,  and  nearly 
twenty  years  afterward  Holmes  again  began  the  publication 
of  his  brilliant  papers  in  the  Atlantic  Monthly. 

But  it  is  not  of  the  writer  that  we  would  speak — it  is 
rather  of  the  scientific  physician.  The  curious  studies  of 
mind  and  heredity  of  which  "Elsie  Venner"  was  a  type 
were  diagnostical  as  well  as  literary.  And  toward  the  end 
of  his  life  Dr.  Holmes  began  to  study  his  own  case — his 
failing  physical  powers.  His  mind  remained  keen — not, 
perhaps,  so  keen  as  it  had  been  half  a  hundred  years  before, 
yet  keener  than  that  of  the  mediocre  mass  of  men.  But 
his  body  began  to  fail. 

It  was  then  that  Dr.  Holmes  began  the  careful  study  of 
his  lowered  vitality.  He  brought  to  it  all  the  forces  of  his 
vigorous  and  well-equipped  mind — a  mind  stored  with  the  lore 
of  two  learned  professions,  one  of  them  that  which  studies  the 
curing  of  disease  and  which  ought  to  study  the  prolongation 
of  life.  It  is  to  the  latter  branch  that  he  devoted  himself, 
and  he  threw  himself  into  it  with  a  zeal  which  scientifically 
was  detrimental,  because  the  life  to  be  prolonged  was  his 
own.  He  became  what  the  unthinking  would  call  a  vale- 
tudinarian. He  studied  carefully  the  effects  of  different 
foods  upon  the  animal  economy.  He  measured,  as  far  as 
was  possible,  the  tissue  waste,  and  estimated  how  much  and 
what  kinds  of  foods  should  be  needed  to  repair  that  tissue 
waste.  He  regulated  his  body  as  if  it  were  run  by  clock- 
work. He  spent  a  certain  allotted  time  in  the  open  air.  He 
had  the  temperature  in  his  house  carefully  adjusted  accord- 
ing to  certain  limits.  He  was  surrounded  with  thermometers, 
hydroscopes,  and  barometers.  He  tested  not  only  the  tem- 
perature of  the  air,  but  its  humidity.  He  availed  himself  of 
the  use  of  artificially  prepared  oxygen  to  revivify  his  aged 
lungs.  All  of  the  resources  of  medical  science  were  brought 
into  play.  The  many  anodynes,  nerve-tonics,  and  sleep- 
producers,  which  modern  pharmacy  says  are  harmless,  he 
used — used  them  intelligently,  doubtless,  and  not  ignorantly 
and  empirically,  as  would  a  layman.  He  made  every  effort 
to  prolong  his  life. 

And  he  succeeded.  Although  not  a  robust  man,  he  lived  to 
the  advanced  age  of  eighty-four.  But  in  all  his  researches 
Dr.  Holmes  never  found  a  food  or  drug  which  would  repair 
one  kind  of  tissue  waste — that  peculiar  plasma  which  gives 
elasticity  to  our  tissues.  That  was  beyond  him.  The 
springy,  elastic  arteries  and  valves  of  youth  had  lost  their 
resiliency,  and  grown  brittle  with  age.  So  this  profound 
investigator,  this  brilliant  physician,  died  at  last  of  "  heart- 
failure." 

In  the  alms-houses  of  Massachusetts  there  are  probably  a 
score  of  paupers,  addicted  to  rum,  pie,  and  tobacco,  who  have 
neared  or  passed  the  hundredth  milestone  in  life's  journey. 
Yet  no  one  can  tell  why  they  should  live  longer  than  the 
methodical  physician  who  has  just  passed  away,  unless  it  is 
that  nature  gave  them  when  they  were  born  a  greater  pre- 
ponderance of  that  elastic  tissue  which  is  the  life. 


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On  the  occasion  of  the  inauguration  of  the  monument 
erected  at  Naples  to  commemorate  the  courageous  conduct 
of  King  Humbert  and  Cardinal  Felise  during  the  terrible 
epidemic  of  cholera  in  1884,  Signor  Crispi,  Prime  Minister 
of  Italy,  declared  that  the  Italian  situation  has  become  so 
grave,  through  the  growth  of  organized  socialism  in  a  soil 
saturated  with  socialist  doctrines,  that  it  has  become  abso- 
lutely necessary  for  civil  and  religious  authorities  to  unite 
and  work  harmoniously  under  a  flag  inscribed  :  "  For  God, 
king,  and  country,"  The  speech  is  interpreted  as  fore- 
shadowing a  rapprochement  between  the  Vatican  and  the 
Quirinal.  It  is  said,  in  the  phrase  which  the  Emperor 
Henry  the  Fourth's  abasement  before  Gregory  the  Seventh 
made  proverbial,  that  Crispi  has  gone  to  Canossa.  And 
statesmen  are  wondering  what  price  His  Holiness  will  put 
on  peace. 

Without  stirring  up  actual  war  against  the  established 
Government  of  Italy,  the  Pope  has  left  nothing  undone  to 
make  that  government  impossible  or,  at  least,  uncomfortable. 
Over  twenty  years  ago  the  faithful  were  warned  that  they 
must  not  accept  office  under  the  Italian  Government  or  exer- 
cise the  right  of  suffrage.  The  command  was  so  generally 
obeyed  that  from  one-half  to  three-fifths  of  the  voting  popu- 
lation abstain  from  going  to  the  polls,  and  unfortunately 
these  abstainers  generally  belong  to  the  respectable  classes 
and  include  a  majority  of  the  landed  proprietors.  The 
Chamber  which  rules  the  country  is  elected  by  one-half  or 
less  of  the  qualified  voters,  and  among  these  are  the  rabble  of 
cities  and  the  entire  body  of  socialists  and  anarchists.  It 
need  hardly  be  explained  that  the  task  of  the  ministry  is 
made  exceedingly  difficult  by  the  preponderance  of  the 
unruly  class  and  the  stubborn  refusal  of  the  better  class  to 
discharge  their  public  duties. 

Seven  years  ago,  Signor  Crispi,  being  then  as  now  at  the 


i 


October  15,  1894. 


THE        ARGONAUT. 


head  of  affairs,  opened  negotiations  with  the  Vatican  for  a 
modus  Vivendi^  under  which  the  church  would  withdraw  its 
refusal  to  allow  devout  church  members  to  fulfill  their  duties 
as  citizens.  It  was  expected  that  these  negotiations  would 
lead  to  a  compromise  of  some  sort.  But  they  did  not. 
Some  of  the  cardinals  declared  that  they  would  be  satisfied 
with  nothing  short  of  the  restoration  of  the  temporal  au- 
thority of  the  Pope  over  the  old  Papal  States,  which,  of 
course,  was  impossible.  Ever  since  1887,  the  matter  has 
remained  in  statu  quo.  Now,  the  recent  attempt  of  an 
assassin  on  his  own  life  and  the  murder  of  the  President  of 
France  have  reminded  the  Italian  premier  that  the  race  of 
Ravaillac  is  not  extinct  ;  and  that  so  long  as  the  relations 
between  the  Ouirinal  and  the  Vatican  remain  strained,  a 
fanatic  son  of  the  church  may  any  day  deal  with  Humbert 
as  the  Jesuits  dealt  with  Henry  the  Fourth. 

The  situation  is  embarrassing.  A  cardinal  close  to  the 
Pope  states  that  a  proposition  to  erect  the  Leonine  city,  and 
a  strip  of  land  along  the  Tiber  as  far  as  the  sea,  into  an  in- 
dependent principality,  to  be  governed  by  the  Pope  under 
the  protection  of  the  powers,  might  be  entertained  by  Leo  ; 
but  it  is  evident  that  the  mere  agitation  of  such  a  scheme 
would  precipitate  an  outbreak  at  Rome.  It  is  simply  out- 
rageous that  the  mere  head  of  a  church  should  have  the 
power  to  offer  the  King  of  Italy  an  alternative  between  a 
cession  of  part  of  his  dominions  or  a  defeat  of  orderly 
government,  with  a  prospect  of  incidental  assassinations  ; 
but  that  is  the  situation,  and  it  is  not  easy  to  devise  a 
remedy  for  it.  To  Americans,  Crispi's  plan  does  not  seem 
to  be  either  logical  or  promising  ;  whatever  else  the  anarch- 
ists may  be,  they  are  not  bigots  ;  and  the  cooperation  of  the 
Pope  would  not  strengthen  the  king's  hands  in  dealing  with 
them. 

If  the  case  occurred  in  this  country,  our  statesmen  would 
take  the  ground  that  a  church  which  forbade  an  American 
from  discharging  his  duties  as  a  citizen  was  guilty  of  a 
crime  which,  if  not  punishable  by  existing  laws,  would  be 
quickly  made  punishable  by  statutes  specially  enacted  for  the 
purpose.  No  creed  or  sect  has  a  right  to  deprive  the 
nation  of  the  services  of  its  citizens.  Such  an  act  would 
be  simply  high  treason.  If  Mgr.  Satolli  should  order  the 
members  of  his  faith  to  abstain  from  the  polls,  law  would  be 
found  to  expel  him  from  the  country)  and  laws  would  be 
made  to  punish  priests  who  obeyed  his  bidding.  If  that  is 
done  with  impunity  by  the  head  of  the  Roman  Catholic 
Church  in  Italy,  it  must  be  that  the  Italians  do  not  under- 
stand the  principles  of  popular  government,  or  have  not  the 
courage  of  their  convictions.  Even  there  the  nation  is 
greater  than  the  church  ;  if  one  of  the  two  must  perish,  it 
should  not  be  the  nation. 

The  controversy  shows  how  wise  Gambetta's  saying  was  : 
"Clericalism,  that  is  the  enemy  !  "  The  church  is  so  deeply 
rooted,  it  has  such  a  tremendous  backing  in  the  ignorance 
and  superstition  of  mankind,  that  it  seems  impossible  to 
bring  it  within  the  limits  of  reason.  Leo  is  like  a  woman 
who  presumes  upon  her  sex  to  insult  men.  He  knows  that 
the  royal  family  and  the  Government  of  Italy  would  rather 
not  turn  him  out  of  the  country,  for  fear  of  the  outcry  which 
so  harsh  a  measure  would  arouse  throughout  the  Roman 
Catholic  world  ;  under  cover  of  this  repugnance,  he  under- 
takes to  render  popular  government  impossible,  and  parades 
his  martyrdom  in  such  a  way  as  to  generate  a  crop  of 
fanatics  who  may  only  want  an  occasion  to  avenge  him  with 
the  dagger  or  the  bomb.  Crispi  tries  to  soothe  him  with 
oily  phrases  about  God  and  country,  which  only  awake  a 
smile  on  the  faces  of  the  wily  priesthood  at  the  Vatican. 
They  know  the  value  of  the  vantage  ground  of  professed 
martyrdom. 

It  seems  to  Americans  that,  to  whatever  lengths  the  con- 
troversy may  be  protracted,  it  must  end,  as  all  K utturkampfs 
have  ended  since  the  world  began,  in  the  defeat  of  the 
party  which  seeks  to  build  a  temporal  empire  on  a  founda- 
tion of  superstition.  At  the  present  time  sixteen  millions 
of  Italians,  by  the  orders  of  their  priests,  refuse  to  be  rec- 
onciled to  the  government  of  their  country.  They  are 
traitors  and  rebels  at  heart,  though  they  have  not  yet  com- 
mitted overt  acts.  Surely  a  time  will  come  when  the 
Italian  Government  will  require  of  the  Pope  that  he  with- 
draw his  interference  with  the  civil  duties  of  the  members 
of  his  congregations,  or — take  the  consequences.  Thirty 
years  ago,  the  predecessor  of  the  present  King  of  Italy  was 
prepared  to  solve  the  problem  in  a  heroic  way  ;  but  that 
prince  of  knaves,  Napoleon  the  Third,  interposed  by  send- 
ing an  army  to  Rome,  and  Italy  had  to  wait.  His  example 
is  not  likely  to  be  followed  in  our  day.  History  contains  no 
parallel  to  the  forbearance  and  tenderness  with  which  King 
Humbert  and  his  ministries  have  treated  the  Pope.  He  en- 
joys every  privilege  which  his  predecessors  enjoyed,  except 
that  of  misgoverning  the  Papal  States.  He  occupies  the 
finest  palace  in  Rome,  and  is  in  receipt  of  an  income  from 
the  contributions  of  devout  Roman  Catholics  which  is  larger 
than  most  royal  civil  lists.     His  control  of  his   religion  and 


of  the  places  of  worship  where  it  is  practiced  is  uncondi- 
tional. And  yet  he  sits  scowling  in  his  chamber,  omitting 
no  opportunity  to  embarrass  the  government  and  to  foment 
discontent. 

Everybody  is  reading  "Trilby."  It  is  a  long  time  since 
a  novel  has  created  such  a  furore.  Already  the  American 
publishers  have  sold  sixty  thousand  copies,  the  presses  are 
still  going,  and  the  booksellers  are  clamoring  over  their  un- 
filled orders.  In  San  Francisco,  the  book  disappeared  the 
day  after  the  first  invoice  came,  and  until  the  second 
arrived  a  copy  could  not  be  procured  for  love  or  money. 

What  is  the  cause  of  this  furore?  Can  it  be  that  Du 
Maurier's  illustrations  caught  the  public  eye  as  the  story  was 
running  serially  through  the  magazine?  Yet  "Peter 
Ibbetson,"  his  first  book,  had  much  stronger  and  more 
striking  pictures  than  the  present  one,  but  its  sale  was  not 
nearly  so,  large  as  that  of  "Trilby"  bids  fair  to  be.  It 
must  be  some  human  element  in  the  story  that  appeals  to 
us  all,  for  even  the  most  hardened  novel-readers,  who  sternly 
refuse  to  look  at  serials,  and  always  "  wait  until  the  book  is 
out,"  found  themselves  surreptitiously  coquetting  with 
"  Trilby  "  in  the  pages  of  the  magazine. 

There  is,  indeed,  a  strong  human   element   in  the  story. 

I  Nothing  stronger  has  been  written  since  Thackeray's  death, 

;  The  characters  are  not  puppets — they  are  flesh  and  blood. 

,  Try  and  recall  the  shadows  who  people  the  "Marcellas," 

j  the  "  Heavenly  Twins,"  and  the  other  novels  of  the  last  ten 

,  years,  and  then  compare  them   with  the  living,  breathing, 

speaking  men  and  women  who  walk  through  Du  Maurier's 

pages.    We  almost  seem  to  know  them — Trilby  herself,  Little 

Billee,  Taffy,  the   Laird,  and  Zouzou,  and  Dodor.     We  feel 

a  keen  personal  interest  in  their  fortunes  ;  and  when  Zouzou 

.  becomes  Duke  of  Rochmartel  through  his  brother's  death, 

we  feel  seriously  concerned  about  his   chum,  Dodor,  until 

we  learn  that  he  has   made  a  good  match  and  married  a 

prosperous    haberdashery — that   very  establishment   which 

the  Laird  enters   to  purchase   "  oon  pair  de  gong  blong." 

.  They   are  all  as  real  as    were   the    Fotheringay,    Captain 

1  Costigan,  and  the  Major  in  Thackeray's  "  Pendennis." 

But  that  reminds  us  that  people  continually  remark  of 

j  "Trilby"  that  it  proves  Du  Maurier  to  be  an  ardent  admirer 

of  Thackeray.     To  us  it  seems  to  prove  something  more. 

.  Mr.  du  Maurier  allows  his  admiration  for  Thackeray  to  go 

:  too  far.     His  admiration  becomes  imitation.     The  continual 

;  lapses  into  moralizing  after  the  Thackerayan  manner  are  not 

!  always   happy.     It   was    admirable   in  that    great  master's 

I  books.     But  we  have  never  yet  seen  any  one  who  could  imi- 

1  tate  this  side  of  his  genius   successfully,  although  we  have 

I  seen  many  who  have  tried.     Again,  Mr.  du  Maurier  runs 

perilously  close  to — let  us  say  imitation — when  he  brings 

I  Mrs.  Bagot  and  her  daughter  over  from  Devonshire  to  break 

off  the  affair  between  Little  Billee  and  Trilby.     It  is  singu- 

1  larly  like  the  episode  in  "  Pendennis"  where  Pen's  mother 

I  and  Laura  come  up  to  London,  and  find  him  ill  in  his  cham- 

|  bers    with    little    Fannie    installed    as    his    nurse.       The 

resemblance  will  strike  the  most  casual  reader. 

"  May  too  ceecee  ay  nee  eecee  nee  lah  !  "  as  the  Laird 
!  used  to  say.     Let  us  not  pick  flaws,  but  rather  let  us  enjoy 
;  this  charming  book.     One   of  its   peculiarities   is  that  the 
\  characters  have  run  away  with  the  writer.     Trilby  herself, 
;  of  course,   he  lavished   loving    care  upon.     But  it  is  very 
i  evident  that  Little  Billee  was  his  next   favorite.     But  care- 
fully as  he  is  drawn,  he   is   colorless   as   compared  to  Taffy 
■  and  the  Laird.     Even  the  minor  characters,  like  Zouzou  and 
I  Dodor  stand    out   more    sharply    than    does    Little    Billee, 
J  although  pages  on  pages  are  devoted  to  him.     By  the  way, 
no  one  can  help  loving  those  two  scapegraces,  the  zouave  and 
the  dragoon.     What  havoc  they  must  have  wrought  in  the 
\  hearts  of  nurse-maids  and  blanchisseuses  de  fin  / 

There  was  a  faint  attempt  at  first  to  taboo  "Trilby"  on 
1  the  score  of  the  Young  Person.  The  Boston  Transcript^ 
the  most  staid  journal  in  the  staid  city  of  Boston,  and  one 
which  is  read  by  all  the  people  who  live  on  Beacon  Street 
and  Commonwealth  Avenue,  said  that  Trilby  was  an  im- 
proper person.  So  she  was,  so  she  was.  But  she  is  so  al- 
together charming — even  if  she  did  pose  for  "the  alto- 
gether " — that  the  Bostonese  have  decided  to  overlook  her 
i  faults,  and  allow  their  young  to  read  of  her.  By  the  way, 
young  ladies  who  have  studied  French  at  boarding-school, 
and  have  "finished  their  education,"  will  find  it  interesting 
and  instructive  to  translate  some  of  the  studio  French  in 
"Trilby"  for  the  benefit  of  their  papas  and  mammas,  who 
may  not  be  up  in  the  French  of  Paris.  We  should  much 
like  to  see  a  graduate  of  our  Mills  Seminary,  for  example, 
attempting  to  render  this  passage  into  English  : 

"Tiens,  c'est  la  grande  Trilby  !  "  exclaimed  Jules  Guniot  through 
his  fencing- mask.  "  Comment  I  t'es  deja  debout  apres  hier  soir  ? 
Avons-nous  assez  rigo!6  chez  Malhieu,  hein  ?  Cr<5  noni  d'un  nom, 
quelle  noce  !  Via  une  cr^maillere  qui  peut  se  vanter  d'etre  diantre- 
ment  bien  pendue,  j'espere  !     El  la  petite  same  c'matin  ?  " 

"  He\  he\  mon  vieux,"  answered  Trilby,  "  ca  boulotte,  apparam- 
ment  ?  Et  toi  ?  Et  Victorine  ?  Comment  qu'a  s'porte  a  c't'heure  ? 
Elle  avait  un  fier  coup  d'  chasselas  !  c'est-y  jobard,  hein  ?  de  s'  fich' 


paf  comme  9a  d'vant  le  monde  !     Tiens,  v'li  Gontran  !  9a  marche-t-y, 
Gontran,  Zouzou  de  mon  coeur  ?  " 

"  Comme  sur  des  roulettes,  ma  biche  !  "  said  Gontran,  a  corporal 
in  the  zouaves.  "Mais  tu  t's  done  mise  chiffonniere,  a  present? 
T'as  fait  banqueroute  ?  " 

"  Mais  oui,  mon  bon  ! "  she  said.  "Dame!  Pas  de  veine  hier 
soir  !  t'as  bien  vu  !  Dans  la  deche  jusqu'aux  omoplates,  mon  pauvre 
caporal  sous-off  !     Nom  d'un  canon — faut  bien  vivre,  s'pas  ?" 

The  seminary  girl  fresh  from  "  Telemaque  "  or  "  Corinne  " 
would  doubtless  find  difficulties  in  translating  some  of  this. 
For  example,  what  did  they  do  when  they  "rigoled"  at 
Mathieu's?  And  what  was  the  matter  with  Victorine  when 
she  had  a  "fier  coup  de  chasselas"?  Is  that  the  atelier 
French  for  "a  heavy  jag"?  And  is  it  really  "jobard"  for 
a  lady  to  exhibit  herself  ostentatiously  in  a  "paf"  condition 
before  everybody?  And  if  so,  what  is  "paf"  and  what  is 
"jobard"  ?     These  be  grave  questions. 

Seriously,  while  the  book  describes  a  life  which  is  almost 
unknown  to  young  girls  in  England  and  America,  we  do  not 
think  it  can  be  condemned  by  the  most  severe  moralist.  It 
paints  a  woman  who  is  unchaste,  but  ignorantly  so  ;  and 
Du  Maurier  has  succeeded  where  Thomas  Hardy  failed. 
The  latter  in  "Tess  of  the  D'Urbervilles"  tried  to  draw  a 
woman  who  was  physically  unchasle  but  mentally  pure.  He 
failed  lamentably,  and  the  line  upon  his  title-page,  "The 
story  of  a  pure  woman,  faithfully  presented,"  sounds  like  a 
savage  sneer.  But  Du  Maurier  has  succeeded  in  drawing 
such  a  woman  in  the  winning  personality  of  Trilby,  and  if 
she  were  to  be  spoken  of  as  an  "impure  woman"  every 
reader  would  recoil. 

We  have  said  so  much  about  the  story,  we  have  no  space 
left  to  speak  about  the  illustrations.  Suffice  it  to  say  that 
they  fitly  supplement  the  text.  Du  Maurier  is  to  be  envied 
as  being  one  of  the  few  men  in  the  world  who  can  furnish 
forth  the  creations  of  his  fancy  with  visible  garb,  and  take 
them  to  the  reader's  brain  through  the  reader's  eyes  both 
with  the  pencil  and  the  pen. 

It  may  be  well  to  add  here  that  the  English  edition  is  just 
out,  is  in  three  volumes,  and  is  printed  without  the  illustra- 
tions I     Nothing  could  be  more  British. 


The  revelations  that  continue  to  be  made  daily  before  the 
Lexow  Committee,  which  is  now  investigating  the  Demo- 
cratic municipal  government  of  New  York,  are  almost  be- 
yond belief.  Tales  are  told  there  every  day,  now  that  the 
witnesses  are  less  intimidated,  which  thrill  one  with  horror 
and  indignation.  But  even  now  the  insolent  minions  of  the 
Democratic  municipality  threaten  witnesses.  One  day  last 
week  a  police  officer  named  Hussey  was  under  fire  for  his 
shameful  treatment  of  a  poor  German  widow,  who  could 
speak  little  English,  and  from  whom  he  had  extorted  money 
under  the  threat  of  accusing  her  of  being  a  prostitute,  and 
taking  her  children  away  from  her  on  that  ground.  When 
Hussey  was  accused  of  this  by  several  witnesses,  he  threat- 
ened in  the  open  court-room  to  shoot  one  of  these  witnesses 
when  he  "got  him  outside."  The  people  around  Hussey  at 
the  time  were  called  to  the  stand  ;  four  of  them  testified  to 
hearing  him  make  these  threats  ;  but  two  of  his  fellow  police 
officers  who  were  also  near  enough  to  catch  him  by  the  arms, 
swore  that  he  made  no  threats.  There  is  rank  police  perjury 
for  you. 

It  is  to  be  remembered  that  the  Lexow  Committee  is  a 
Republican  legislative  committee  investigating  a  Democratic 
municipal  government.  Had  the  Republican  party  not  se- 
cured a  majority  in  the  last  New  York  legislature,  this  in- 
vestigation would  never  have  been  made.  A  Democratic 
legislature  would  never  have  investigated  a  Democratic 
municipal  government.  Even  as  it  is,  the  Democratic  lead- 
ers and  the  Democratic  organs  in  New  York  have  been 
doing  all  they  can  to  stifle  the  investigation  and  to  discredit 
the  Lexow  Committee.  But  all  that  was  needed  was  to 
turn  on  the  light.  The  facts  are  pitiless.  They  need  no 
arguments  to  add  to  their  strength.  Deeds  are  done  to-day 
by  the  Democratic  municipal  officials  of  the  city  of  New 
York  for  which  the  cat-o'-nine-tails  would  be  too  poor  a 
punishment. 

It  is  useless  to  say  that  the  Democratic  party  is  "not  re- 
sponsible" for  these  men.  It  is  responsible  for  them.  It 
is  responsible  for  all  who  work  within  its  ranks  and  are  re- 
warded with  its  offices.  Yet  this  is  the  kind  of  corruption 
to  which  it  naturally  gravitates.  This  is  the  shame  and 
horror  to  which  long  -  continued  Democratic  municipal 
government  leads.  The  Republicans  in  their  worst  days 
could  never  have  been  ^so  vile.  They  did  not  know  how. 
Yet  we  Republicans  are  continually  asked  in  this  city  to 
run  the  risk  of  perpetuating  a  Democratic  administration 
here  by  voting  "independent"  and  "non-partisan"  tickets. 
We  are  told  that  we  ought  to  do  this  because  there  are  "  bad 
Republicans."  Perhaps  there  are.  But  they  would  have  to 
be  pretty  bad  to  be  worse  than  some  of  the  New  York  city 
Democrats.  And  if  we  are  going  to  regenerate  our 
Republicans,  we  had  better  do  it  within  our  own  pa 
The  way  to  do  it  is  not  by  electing  Democrats 
that  we  are  quite  sure. 


4 


THE 


ARGONAUT. 


October  15,  1894. 


THE   FATE  OF   "YELLOW   FEATHER." 


How  Tinta,  the  Stolen  Squaw,  Avenged  a  Young  Lieutenant. 


Clayson  was  a  fine-looking  fellow,  trim  built  from  his  feet 
to  his  head,  and  he  dressed  to  lose  none  of  his  natural  ad- 
vantages. But  what  really  gave  him  his  air  of  distinction 
was  not  his  clothes  nor  his  manner  of  wearing  them,  it  was 
the  long  blonde  mustache  that  he  constantly  twisted  and  un- 
twisted at  the  ends.  It  was  a  mustache  so  imposing  and 
ornamental  in  its  waving  color  that  the  Indians — quick  to 
seize  salient  points  of  personality  for  christening — named 
him  "  Yellow  Feather "  the  day  he  arrived  on  the  reserve. 
Still  Clayson  was  more  than  a  man  with  a  mustache.  His 
handsome  head  held  a  good  brain  that  could  reach  a  logical 
conclusion — and  could  reach  it  quickly.  Of  course,  however, 
he  was  not  always  thinking  logically  ;  that  in  itself  would  be 
illogical,  for,  as  yet,  the  world  was  young  to  him,  and  he 
was  young  in  the  world  and  life  was  not  a  serious  effort. 

He  certainly  was  not  straining  his  faculties  as  he  sauntered 
from  "  evening  stables "  to  the  officers1  club-room  in  the 
trader's  store  on  a  bright  day  in  May,  not  many  years  ago. 
To  tell  the  truth,  there  was  nothing  especial  in  his  mind  until 
he  turned  the  corner  of  the  building.  Then  he  suddenly 
roused  to  mental  activity,  although  the  cause  might  seem 
trivial  to  others — it  was  only  a  squaw,  and  squaws  were  com- 
mon, very  common,  in  that  vicinity.  He,  however,  immedi- 
ately saw,  with  surprise,  wherein  this  particular  squaw  dif- 
fered from  the  others.  From  the  silver  ornaments  about  her 
neck  to  the  beaded  moccasins,  all  was  neatness  and  grace. 
She  was  untying  a  pony  from  the  horse-rack  in  front  of  the 
store,  and  as  he  got  closer  he  saw  that  the  hands,  slipping 
the  turns  of  the  lariat  from  the  string-piece,  were  remarkably 
small  and  shapely,  without  brass  rings  on  the  fingers.  A  few 
more  paces  and  he  saw  that  the  profile  of  her  face  was  deli- 
cate in  features,  that  the  complexion  was  a  clear  olive,  and 
that  there  was  no  paint  on  the  cheek.  Then  she  turned  her 
head,  and  he  saw  such  eyes  as  he  never  before  had  seen  in  a 
human  head.  They  looked  straight  into  his  brain — and 
stayed  there. 

He  did  not  speak  to  her — that  was  not  etiquette,  especially 
before  the  bucks  squatted  near  the  doorsteps — nor  did  he 
halt ;  he  walked  slowly  by  and  entered  the  store,  carrying 
with  him  the  fascination  of  those  soulful  eyes.  He  walked 
over  to  the  corner  railed  off  as  the  post-office  and  looked 
steadily  in  his  letter-box  for  a  minute,  although  he  knew  there 
was  no  mail  and  that  there  would  be  none  for  two  days. 
Then  he  passed  behind  the  store  counter  and  took  the  short- 
est way  to  reach  the  club-room.  But  he  stayed  in  there  only 
long  enough  to  join  meaninglessly  in  the  laugh  when  Hobbs 
was  "  stuck  "  and  to  decline  an  invitation  to  take  a  hand  in 
the  new  game.     Then  he  went  outside  again. 

The  squaw  was  on  her  pony,  slowly  riding  away.  He 
then  noticed  for  the  first  time  that  her  hair  hung  loose  down 
her  back — she  was  a  married  woman.  When  she  reached 
the  end  of  the  corral  wall  and  just  before  she  made  the  turn, 
she  glanced  back,  and  that  glance  found  him — the  light  in 
those  luring  eyes  said  :   "  Follow  me  !  " 

His  impulse  was  to  call  to  a  passing  man  and  order  his 
horse  ;  but  fortunately  the  logic  in  his  mind  asserted  itself 
and  told  him  that  he  could  not  trail  after  a  squaw  in  broad 
daylight.  He  thought  of  something  else,  and  reentered  the 
store  to  act  upon  that  thought.  He  bought  a  pound  of  to- 
bacco and  several  bundles  of  cigarette-papers,  and  with  his 
purchase  sought  Sanchez,  the  interpreter,  in  his  camp  below 
the  post. 

He  missed  "retreat,"  and  lost  his  dinner  at  the  mess,  be- 
fore fitiesse  and  tobacco  had  drawn  from  Sanchez  that 
Tinta  was  a  Mexican  captive,  captured  as  a  babe,  and  after- 
ward reared  as  the  only  child  of  Bonito,  head-soldier  of  the 
Chiricahuas.  She  had  recently  married  Ramone,  a  young 
sub-chief ;  but,  within  a  moon  from  the  wedding-feast,  they 
had  quarreled  and,  strange  to  all  the  tribe,  she  had  asserted 
her  rights.  Apache  women  have  rights — that  is,  property 
rights.  She  gathered  her  ponies  and  drove  them  to  her 
father's  herd.  Now  she  dwelt  in  Bonito's  lodge,  and  it  was 
an  open  question  how  many  ponies  Ramone  must  pay  be- 
fore he  got  back  his  bride — the  number  depended  upon  her 
sweet  will  as  expressed  through  the  arbitrator,  Bonito. 
Ramone  had  begun  to  bid.  And  Sanchez  flung  away  the 
end  of  the  fifteenth  cigarette,  with  the  admonition  :  "  Tinta  is 
heap  muncho  dangerous  game  !  " 

With  the  rising  of  the  next  sun,  Clayson  was  three  miles 
up  the  North  Fork  inspecting  the  troop  gardens  ;  he  wished 
to  see  the  dew  on  the  cabbage  sparkle  in  the  early  light  ;  be- 
sides, the  main  camp  of  the  Chiricahuas  was  in  the  bottom 
land  on  the  opposite  side,  and  Bonito's  lodge  stood  by  itself 
close  to  the  river  bank. 

It  may  have  been  the  sound  of  an  iron  shoe  striking  the 
rocks,  or  it  may  have  been  fatality — anyhow,  Tinta  came 
from  the  lodge  while  Clayson's  horse  was  drinking,  knee- 
deep  in  the  stream.  He  reined  up  the  horse's  head  and 
urged  him  through  the  water  straight  for  those  eyes.  She 
smiled  a  welcome  ;  and  there,  in  the  hiding  shadows  of  the 
tall  cottonwoods,  he  kissed  her. 

But  shadows  are  never  dark  enough.  It  soon  passed 
from  squaw  to  squaw  in  the  village  that  "Yellow  Feather" 
rode  to  Bonito's  lodge  ;  and,  like  the  flame  of  a  leaping 
prairie  lire,  the  word  swept  on  till  it  reached  Ramone  in  the 
upper  camp  in  the  mountains.  And  as  luck  would  have  it 
at  that  time,  the  upper  camp  was  drinking  "tizwin"  and 
dancing  for  war.  So  Ramone  drank  "tizwin"  with  in- 
creased vigor  and  danced  with  the  other  wild  spirits,  while 
his  inborn,  general  hate  for  the  whites  concentrated  to  one 
fierce,  burning  hate  for  one  white. 

The  big  moon  came,  and  with  it  the  last  dance  in  the 
upper  camp.  The  old  and  the  tender  were  sent  down  to  the 
main  camp  on  the  river,  while  the  strong  and  active,  full  of 
"tizv.-m"  and  hell,  dashed  into  the  night  to  make  a  merry 
ig  in  their  line  of  flight.  All  the  young  bucks  were  in 
the  ride  save  one — Ramone  was  too  drunk  to  mount  or 
Three   hours  later,    by   the   light   of   the  same   big 


moon,  two  troops  of  cavalry  had  found  and  were  on  the 
trail  of  the  "broncos"  at  the  upper  camp.  The  next 
morning  the  agent,  visiting  the  main  camp  to  count  a  some- 
what scattered  flock  and  separate  the  sheep  from  the  goats, 
as  they  had  already  separated  themselves,  found  Ramone, 
tag,  number,  and  all,  present  to  be  counted  as  one  of  the 
remnant  of  sheep.  He  really  was  meek  as  a  lamb,  sleeping 
most  of  the  day  in  the  brush  near  his  mother's  lodge,  but 
occasionally  waking  to  hear  the  frightened  talk  of  women 
and  children.  Once  he  heard  that  the  black-horse  and  the 
gray-horse  soldiers  were  on  the  trail,  and  he  knew  that 
"Yellow  Feather"  rode  with  the  grays. 

He  ate  his  supper  in  sullen  silence,  for  the  tribe  was  not 
a  unit  on  the  outbreak  ;  then,  when  the  twilight  merged  into 
night,  he  saddled  his  war-pony  and  left  the  camp.  One 
buck  more  or  less,  in  or  out,  made  no  difference,  except  to 
the  buck  himself,  and  Ramone  chose  to  trail  after  the  trail- 
ers and  the  trailed  ;  in  such  a  game  the  man  behind  often 
saw  more  than  the  man  in  front.  He  could  easily  find  the 
trailed  by  signs  and  signals,  and  the  first  rendezvous  would 
be  the  last  high  peak  in  the  Black  Range,  where  the  "bron- 
cos "  would  hold  back  to  wait  for  any  bucks  on  the  reserva- 
tion who  might  be  emboldened  by  their  lead  to  follow  and 
join  for  the  grand  raid  into  the  Sierra  Madre  of  Mexico. 
By  rounding  up  fresh  stock,  whenever  needed,  from  the 
ranchers  in  the  valleys  and  foot-hills,  they  could  make  the 
rendezvous  and  lie  lost  for  a  day  or  two  before  the  soldiers, 
with  only  a  single  mount,  could  cover  the  distance  to  reach 
them.  Then  from  their  high  perch  on  the  rocky  peak  they 
could  make  a  fight,  or  a  run,  or  do  both. 

Ramone  knew  the  rendezvous  ;  also  the  water-holes  and 
the  rough,  rugged  mountains  between.  He  loped  along  on 
a  trail  of  his  own  making,  heading  for  the  far  peak  of  the 
Black  Range,  traveling  mostly  by  night  and  napping  by  day. 
On  the  third  sun  he  cut  the  trail  of  his  friends,  within  an 
easy  ride  of  the  high  peak,  but  found  no  signs  of  shod 
horses  upon  it.  He  had  headed  the  soldiers — he  could  go 
on  or  wait  for  the  procession  to  pass,  just  as  he  saw  fit. 
Perhaps  "  Yellow  Feather "  was  not  with  the  soldiers  ?  If 
he  was  not,  there  yet  was  time  enough  for  Ramone  to  be 
back  on  the  reservation  before  the  next  count  on  "  issue 
day."  He  rode  on  the  trail  for  awhile,  then  left  it,  knowing 
a  single  track  would  not  be  followed,  although  it  was  fresh, 
and  hid  his  pony  and  himself  safe  in  the  rocks  above  a  point 
where  the  trail  led  up  from  a  side  canon. 

Looking  from  this  rock  balcony,  he  soon  saw  what  he  waited 
for — the  scouts  and  advance  guard  showed  first.  They  rode 
abreast  and  were  scattered  to  the  right  and  left  of  the  trail. 
One  silently  pointed  to  the  fresh  pony-tracks,  but  none 
halted  to  examine  it — it  meant  a  forager  or  a  lookout,  and 
was  only  another  indication  that  the  first  camp  made  by  the 
"  broncos  "  was  not  far  off — prospects  for  a  hold-back  fight 
were  improving.  Then  came  the  black-horse  troop,  in  file 
of  troopers,  leading  their  leg-weary  horses.  When  each 
man  reached  the  top  of  the  ascent,  he  mounted  and  kept 
moving.  The  pursuit  was  slow,  but  it  was  continuous. 
Then  came  the  grays,  and,  last  of  all,  "  Yellow  Feather." 

Clayson,  as  junior  lieutenant,  rode  in  rear  of  the  col- 
umn to  prevent  straggling.  When  he  got  to  the  top  of  the 
canon,  the  head  of  the  column  was  already  descending 
another  canon  beyond.  He  ordered  the  men  ahead  of  him 
to  close  up  at  a  trot,  but  he  did  not  mount  at  once.  His 
horse,  gaunted  by  lack  of  feed  and  the  one  hundred  and 
twenty-five  miles  of  hard  riding,  had  no  belly  to  hold  a 
girth,  so  Clayson  halted  to  re-saddle,  and  by  that  halt  be- 
came a  straggler  himself;  the  command  moving  steadily 
was  soon  out  of  sight  and  sound. 

Ramone  crawled  down  from  rock  to  rock,  silent  as  death 
itself,  to  within  sure  range.  Just  below  the  left  shoulder- 
blade  was  the  spot ;  he  aimed  from  a  rest  and  fired,  and 
made  two  killings  ;  but  the  horse  fell  first,  on  his  off  side  ; 
then  the  man  pitched  across  the  horse.  A  few  seconds 
later  Ramone's  knife  had  made  a  rapid  piece  of  artistic 
carving.  Then  he  was  on  his  pony,  lashing  with  his  quirt 
for  a  wild  dash  for  the  reservation  again. 

When  the  search-party  that  dropped  back  found  the  lieu- 
tenant, they  turned  sick  to  a  man.  It  was  not  till  Sergeant 
Dowd  flung  a  saddle-blanket  over  the  grinning,  lipless  face 
that  they  had  nerve  enough  to  touch  the  body. 

The  long,  fast  ride  killed  his  best  pony,  but  Ramone  was 
in  the  main  camp  the  night  before  the  second  count.  He 
went  straight  to  Bonito's  lodge,  scratched  on  the  door-nap, 
but  entered  unsummoned. 

"Where  have  you  been?"  asked  Bonito,  without  greeting. 

"  Gathering  my  ponies  !     Tell  me  your  price  !  " 

Ramone  was  wild-eyed,  the  banda  was  gone  from  his 
hair,  and  Bonito  knew  that  he  lied.  But  Bonito  was  an  old 
man  now  ;  he  counseled  peace  and  tried  to  hold  the  young 
men  in  check,  lest  they  forced  the  whole  tribe  to  war.  So 
he  turned  to  Tinta,  crouched  by  the  fire,  with  the  corner  of 
her  blanket  held  before  her  face,  and  whispered  :  "  Go  talk 
to  Ramone  !  " 

Ramone  heard  the  whisper  and  strode  outside. 

Tinta  rose  and  followed  him  in  silence. 

"  I  give  ten  ponies,"  he  said. 

"  Too  little." 

"  I  give  fifteen  ponies."     He  spoke  more  fiercely. 

"Too  little,"  she  said,  in  the  same  calm  voice,  her  head 
still  hid  by  the  blanket. 

"Twenty  ponies — no  more.  No  man — no  spirit  would 
give  more."     He  laughed  a  harsh,  nasty  laugh. 

She  peeped  from  the  blanket.  The  moon  shone  full  in 
his  face  and  on  the  "Yellow  Feather"  that  he  held  on  his 
upper  lip. 

She  caught  her  breath  with  a  gasp  ;  then  said,  softly  as  a 
cooing  dove:  "Keep  the  ponies.  Give  me  the  'Yellow 
Feather'  and  I'll  go  with  you  !  " 

He  lost  his  cunning  in  his  avaricious,  vengeful  joy,  and 
gave  her  what  she  asked.  She  doubled  the  stiff,  dry  lip 
with  the  silky  hair,  and  shoved  it  into  the  beaded  medicine- 
bag  worn  on  her  bosom.  Then  he  seized  her  arm  and 
dragged  her  to  his  mother's  lodge. 

The   "  issue  day,"  next  morning,  was  a  grand  round-up 


by  order  of  the  agent,  and  all  the  Chiricahuas,  including  the 
papooses  and  dogs,  gathered  about  the  agency  building. 
There  was  to  be  a  recount  for  rations  and  to  fix  definitely 
the  number  and  names  of  those  in  the  war-party. 

Ramone  and  Tinta  were  there  together.  They  stood 
apart  from  the  others,  and  neither  spoke  ;  but  not  for  an  in- 
stant did  he  leave  her  side. 

Finally  Ramone  was  called.  He  was  head  of  a  family 
and  had  to  speak  for  himself  and  those  under  him.  He  en- 
tered the  building  to  wait  his  turn  to  answer  the  questions  of 
the  issue  clerk. 

Then,  quick  as  a  cat,  Tinta  was  by  the  side  of  Sanchez. 
She  whispered  a  few  hurried  words  and  pointed  to  her 
breast.  Sanchez  stepped  into  the  agent's  office  and  gave  the 
information  rapidly.  Then  the  agent,  with  two  Indian 
police,  passed  from  the  office  into  the  issue-room  ;  and,  before 
Ramone  had  time  to  think  of  his  knife,  he  was  on  the  floor, 
tied  like  a  calf. 

It  was  a  neat,  sudden  job  for  a  beginning — but  how  was  it 
to  end?  The  pulse  of  the  Indians  was  at  fever  beat,  and 
the  arrest  of  a  sub-chief  was  dangerous  even  when  condi- 
tions were  normal.  Still  the  agent  went  boldly  on.  He 
took  Ramone  out  of  the  building  through  a  crowd  of  sullen, 
scowling  bucks,  past  the  Indian  calaboose,  to  the  command- 
ing officer  of  the  post,  to  deliver  a  military  prisoner. 

Sanchez  brought  Tinta  to  the  commanding  officer's  office, 
and  there,  with  passionate  hate  flaming  in  those  marvelous 
eyes,  she  told  the  horrified  officers  Ramone's  secret — and 
showed  the  proof. 

The  commanding  officer  held  forth  his  handkerchief  to 
receive  and  cover  the  sickening  evidence  ;  but  she  shook  her 
head  with  a  nervous  laugh  and  thrust  it  back  in  her  bosom. 
It  belonged  to  her  ! — and  the  commanding  officer,  wise  at 
the  moment,  humored  her  right.  He  even  did  more — 
granted  the  request  that  she  might  go  to  the  guard-house 
and  speak  to  Ramone,  although  he  did  not  understand  why 
she  should  wish  to  speak  to  him. 

The  officer  of  the  day  went  with  her  and  ordered  Ramone 
brought  outside.  The  corporal  of  the  guard  unlocked  the 
cell-door  and  beckoned  to  the  prisoner.  Ramone  had  irons 
on  his  legs  and  wrists,  but  he  followed,  stepping  snort,  to 
the  limit  of  the  clanking  chain — his  heart  was  bad  and  he 
hung  his  head. 

When  he  got  outside,  he  saw  at  a  glance  why  lie  was  called. 
He  made  one  spring  and,  quick  as  a  flash,  raised  his  arms 
and  brought  the  iron  handcuffs  down  with  a  crushing  blow 
between  the  woman's  eyes  ;  then  he  leaped  like  a  hobbled- 
horse  on  a  stampede,  making  for  the  chaparral. 

Now,  number  one  did  a  sentinel's  duty  :  he  gave  three 
short  cries  of  "Halt!"  "Halt!"  "Halt!"  and  shot  an 
escaping  prisoner.  Allen  Smith. 

San  Francisco,  October,  1894. 


Extended  comment  among  the  bicycle  clubs  (says  the 
New  York  Sun)  has  been  aroused  by  the  great  improve- 
ment of  the  roads  in  New  Jersey,  but  it  has  not  been  gen- 
erally noted  that  with  this  improvement  in  the  roads  has 
come  a  revival  of  prosperity  to  innumerable  old  taverns, 
inns,  and  country  hotels  which  lined  the  principal  turnpikes 
of  the  State  before  the  network  of  railroads  was  built.  The 
trolley-roads  have  also  exercised  a  reviving  influence  on 
these  places,  as  it  is  the  custom  of  factory*  employees  in  all 
the  manufacturing  towns  of  New  Jersey  to  take  a  trolley- 
car  early  Sunday  morning  and  spend  the  greater  part  of  the 
day  in  the  country.  The  persons  who  have  been  practically 
care-takers  of  the  old  taverns,  and  who  have  spent  the 
greater  part  of  their  lives  in  watching  them  gradually  go  to 
pieces,  are  now  in  a  state  of  continual  excitement  over  the 
increase  of  business.  The  coaches  which  ran  between  New 
York  and  Philadelphia  in  the  spring  also  stimulated  the 
tavern  proprietors,  and  now  there  are  several  agencies  at 
work  on  the  general  scheme  of  road  improvements.  A  nota- 
ble thing  about  the  bicycle  part  of  the  patronage  is  that  the 
wheelmen  travel  such  extraordinary  distances  that  the  country 
hotels,  which  were  formerly  isolated  from  active  patronage,  are 
now  within  easy  reach.  The  Princeton,  Trenton,  and  Philadel- 
phia wheelmen  patronize  a  chain  of  six  or  eight  picturesque 
old  taverns  that  were  built  in  Revolutionary  days.  On  Sat- 
urdays and  Sundays  these  places  are  bustling  with  life,  pro- 
viding food  and  drink  for  the  road  athletes. 


On  hearing  that  Barber,  a  political  offender,  was  con- 
demned to  death,  Victor  Hugo  at  once  wrote  the  following 
lines  and  sent  them  to  King  Louis  Philippe,  the  grandfather 
of  the  late  Comte  de  Paris.  It  was  at  the  nick  of  time, 
when  the  court  were  in  mourning  for  the  beautiful  Marie  of 
Wurtemberg,  but  rejoicing  over  the  birth  of  the  Count  of 
Paris  : 

"  Par  votre  ange  envolee  ainsi  qu'une  colombe, 
Par  le  royal  enfant  doux  et  frele  roseau, 
Gmce  encore  une  fois  !     Grace  au  noin  de  la  tombe. 
Grace  au  nom  du  bcrceau  !  " 

Louis    Philippe  read  the  four  perfect  lines    and    pardoned 
the  criminal. 


One  day  last  March,  a  Belgian  lady  fell  from  her  carriage 
in  Brussels  and  received  injuries  which  necessitated- the  am- 
putation of  her  leg.  The  surgeon  who  performed  the  opera- 
tion, considering  the  amputated  member  his  property,  placed 
it  in  a  case  and  put  it  on  exhibition  in  his  ante-room,  with  an 
explanatory  note  giving  the  name,  age,  and  address  of  its 
former  possessor.  When  the  lady's  husband  heard  of  this, 
considering  such  an  exhibition  improper,  he  went  to  the  sur- 
geon to  get  back  the  leg.  The  surgeon  refused  to  give  it 
up,  but  offered  to  remove  the  notice.  This  was  not  satis- 
factory, and  the  matter  has  become  a  cause  celebre  in  the 

courts  of  Brussels. 

■m  *  ^ 

Moses  H.  Katzenberger,  a  wealthy  Hebrew  citizen  of 
Memphis,  Tenn.,  who  died  last  month  in  that  city,  left  in  his 
will  directions  that  fishing-tackle  should  be  put  in  his  coffin 
and  buried  with  him,  in  order  that  he  might  be  able  to  enjoy 
the  sport,  "  if  there  is  any  fishing  in  the  other  world." 


October  15,  1894. 


THE        ARG  ON  AUT. 


AN    AMATEUR    BULL-FIGHT. 

How  Max  Lebaudy  is   Amusing  the   Young    Bloods    of  Paris — His 

Immense  Wealth  and  his  Escapades — Why  the 

Affair  was  a  Fizzle. 


When  all  else  fails,  Max  Lebaudy  comes  to  the  rescue  of 
"Tout  Paris"  and  saves  it  from  ennui  by  some  escapade 
which  is  striking  if  not  brilliant.  His  latest  exploit  is  the 
giving  of  a  series  of  bull-fights  at  his  estate  at  Maisons- 
Laffitte,  near  Paris,  which  have  brought  the  Society  for  the 
Prevention  of  Cruelty  to  Animals  buzzing  about  his  ears  and 
have  caused  no  end  of  talk  about  the  barbarism  of  such  ex- 
hibitions. The  law  does  not  seem  to  be  able  to  touch  these 
exhibitions,  for  they  are  given  at  private  expense  at  a  private 
estate  and  no  admission  fee  is  charged  ;  but  legal  interfer- 
ence will  probably  not  be  necessary  to  prevent  their  repeti- 
tion in  the  future,  for  public  sentiment — not  of  the  outsiders, 
the  strait-laced  and  bourgeois,  but  of  the  classes  who  would 
furnish  future  spectators — seems  to  be  against  this  Spanish 
custom. 

Max  Lebaudy  is  one  of  the  figures  of  Parisian  life.  He 
is  an  undersized  and  under-developed  young  man,  barely  out 
of  his  minority,  and  has  no  great  stock  of  common  sense. 
But  his  father  was  a  great  manufacturer,  a  maker  of  beet- 
root sugar  and  of  candy,  and  left  an  enormous  fortune  to  be 
divided  between  the  widow  and  this  son.  Two  years  ago, 
when  the  young  man  was  only  nineteen,  he  began  to  spend 
money  like  water,  not  in  little  rivulets,  but  in  broad  Pactolean 
streams,  and  as  his  mother  shut  down  on  him  with  sudden- 
ness and  decision,  he  went  to  the  Jews  for  more.  With 
these  gentry  he  was  so  successful — or  they  with  him — that 
his  joyousness  knew  no  abatement,  until  his  mother  had  him 
brought  into  court  and  finally  secured  the  establishment  of  a 
cotueil  judiciaire  over  him.  She  had  previously  bought  a 
yacht  and  fitted  it  out  for  a  long  voyage,  hoping  to  get  her 
unruly  boy  out  of  the  clutches  of  a  certain  elderly  siren  and 
away  from  the  temptations  of  Paris,  as  the  Duchesse  d'Uzes 
had  just  done  with  the  lively  young  duke ;  but  at  the  last 
moment  Max  refused  to  go,  and  the  Widow  Lebaudy  was 
forced  to  take  judicial  steps  to  cut  off  his  supplies.  But  she 
was  not  very  successful,  for  it  was  shown  that  she  was  an 
old  miser,  living  without  a  servant  in  spite  of  her  millions, 
and  the  court  thought  the  young  man,  whose  income  exceeds 
a  million  francs  a  year,  could  not  very  well  spend  enough  to 
impair  his  fortune  seriously. 

Since  then  the  "little  sugar-bowl" — as  Max  Lebaudy  is 
called,  because  of  his  bullet-shaped  head  and  the  origin  of 
his  wealth — has  been  spending  his  immense  income  as  he 
likes,  and  has  made  himself  famous  in  certain  circles  of  the 
fast  life  of  Paris.  Now  and  again  he  has  generous  im- 
pulses, as  when,  a  few  weeks  ago,  he  presented  safety 
bicycles  to  the  postmen  on  duty  in  the  suburbs  of  Rouen, 
and,  later,  when  he  took  his  yacht  Catertna  up  to  the  same 
town  and  started  a  free  ferry  across  the  Seine — a  bit  of  in- 
nocent amusement  from  which  he  was  driven  by  the  police, 
at  the  instigation  of  the  company  which  had  the  ferry 
monopoly.  And  when  "Severine,"  the  noted  journalist, 
came  down  on  him  heavily  recently,  he  sent  her  a  note  in  re- 
ply, expressing  his  admiration  for  her  vigorous  pen  and  beg- 
ging that  she  apply  the  inclosed  bank-notes  to  the  needs  of 
some  poor  family  in  which  she  was  interested. 

His  latest  freak,  as  I  have  already  intimated,  is  to  give 
private  bull-fights  at  his  estate  at  Maisons-Laffitte.  The 
Exposition  of  1S89  had  brought  the  Spanish  national 
pastime  to  Paris,  where  the  Duke  de  Veragua  had  organized 
a  bull-fighting  entertainment  at  the  Place  de  Lovol,  with 
worse  than  indifferent  results  from  a  financial  point  of 
view.  But  Bayonne,  Nimes,  Aries,  and  even  Lyons  took 
kindly  to  the  new  amusement,  and  now  such  entertainments 
are  not  at  all  uncommon  in  the  South  of  France.  It  has 
remained  for  Max  Lebaudy,  however,  to  make  bull-fighting 
a  relaxation  of  the  jeunesse  dore'e  of  Paris.  He  has  given 
two  corridas  de  toros,  but  the  second  will  probably  be  his  last. 

The  scene  of  the  corrida  is  a  handsome  arena  hung  in  red 
velvet  and  gold,  which,  with  the  other  expenses  of  the  en- 
tertainment, cost  him  a  matter  of  eighty  thousand  dollars. 
There  was  a  large  and  gayly  dressed  throng  in  the  capacious 
grand  stand  last  Wednesday  to  witness  the  sport  The 
crowd  was  much  such  a  one  as  attends  the  premiere  of  the 
Cirque  Molier,  comprising  all  the  young  men  about  town 
and  horizontales  de  marque  of  Paris.  The  sun  shone 
brightly  on  brilliant  toilettes,  and  it  was  quite  like  a  little 
patch  of  Andalusia  imported  bodily,  when  Lebaudy,  dressed 
in  a  handsome  toreador's  costume  of  gray,  stepped  into  a 
gayly  decorated  box  and  opened  the  show.  The  toreadores 
were  mostly  amateurs,  headed  by  Jose  Ruiz  and  Raimundo 
Guintas,  two  professionals,  who  killed  a  bull  each  and  were 
rewarded  with  salvos  of  applause  and  showers  of  bouquets 
and  cigars  in  quite  the  Spanish  fashion.  But  the  last  bull 
was  the  most  spirited  beast  of  the  day,  and  charged  the 
picadores  and  matadores  right  valiantly,  and  his  death  was 
so  clumsily  accomplished  that  there  is  little  probability  of  a 
repetition  of  the  performance.  When  it  had  been  suffi- 
ciently goaded  and  bedecked  with  cockades  and  oatuferil/os, 
the  espada  drove  his  sword  into  its  neck  ;  but  he  failed  to 
reach  a  vital  spot,  and  the  poor  brute  careened  about  the 
arena,  bellowing  piteously.  Then  the  cloud  of  picadores 
and  matadores  turned  it  around  and  around,  but  it  failed  to 
go  down  until  the  espada  had  again  driven  his  sword  deep 
in  its  neck,  and  after  fifteen  minutes  of  agony,  at  which 
women  shrieked  and  men  turned  shuddering  away,  it  was 
finally  dispatched  by  a  dagger  being  driven  into  the  base  of 
its  brain. 

Altogether  the  corrida  de  toros  is  not  likely  to  be  an  insti- 
tution in  Paris.  The  scene  was  a  brilliant  one  at  first,  and 
when  the  band  began  to  play  airs  from  "  Carmen,"  every- 
body thought  it  was  going  to  be  a  tremendous  success.  But 
the  brutality  of  the  deaths  shocked  even  the  light-hearted 
Parisians,  and  the  sad  bellowings  of  those  innocent  and 
cruelly  tortured  beasts  will  ring  in  our  ears  for  many  a  long  day. 

Paris,  September  24,  1894.  Chroniqueur. 


RECENT    VERSE. 

An  Old-Fashioned  Girl. 
Revolt  my  Myrtle  never  chose. 

Nor  comely  gentleness  derided  ; 
No  cylinders  her  limbs  inclose. 

Her  simple  skirt  is  not  divided. 
She  neither  swears,  nor  bets,  nor  smokes. 

Zola  she  hasn't  read  a  word  of; 
Nor  takes  delight  in  doubtful  jokes. 

Like  some  young  ladies  that  I've  heard  of. 

She  is  not  forward  in  her  speech. 

Nor  yet  too  silent  to  be  winning  ; 
A  kiss  for  one.  a  smile  for  each. 

Too  frank  for  fear,  too  pure  for  sinning  ; 
She  does  not  overdress,  and  yet 

Is  always  trim,  and  neat,  and  tidy — 
Thanks  to  her  mother,  pretty  pet, 

For  she  was  eight  months  old  last  Friday. 

— St.  James's  Gazette. 

Clay. 
"  We  are  but  clay."  the  preacher  saith  ; 
"  The  heart  is  clay  and  clay  the  brain, 
And  soon  or  late  there  cometh  death 
To  blend  us  with  the  earth  again." 

Well,  let  the  preacher  have  it  so, 

And  clay  we  are  and  clay  shall  be — 

Well,  so  be  it !  for  this  I  know. 
That  clay  does  very  well  for  me. 

When  clay  has  such  red  mouths  to  kiss, 
Strong  hands  to  grasp,  it  is  enough  ; 

How  can  I  take  it  aught  amiss 
We  are  not  made  of  rarer  stuff? 

And  if  one  tempt  you  to  believe 

His  choice  would  be  immortal  gold, 

Question  him,  can  you  then  conceive 
A  warmer  heart  than  clay  can  hold? 

Or  richer  joys  than  clay  can  feel? 

And  when  perforce  he  falters  Nay, 
Bid  him  renounce  his  wish  and  kneel 

In  thanks  for  this  same  common  clay. 

—Pali  Mall  Gazette. 

Savonarola:  "The  Bonfire  of  Vanities." 
"  If  I  could  kiss  my  longing  out 
Upon  that  red-bloom'd,  dainty  pout!"  .  .  . 

He  read,  he  smiled,  he  frowned,  and  then 
Sighed  as  he  laid  it  down  again. 
He  chose  another  from  the  rest : 

A  lyric  necklace  for  her  breast 
Strung  on  a  poem's  spider-thread. 
Deep  drops  of  heart's  blood  ruby  red, 
And  diamonds  of  maiden's  tear. 
And  garnet  love  wine  frozen  clear."  .  .  . 

Dim  faces  flashed  from  out  the  air, 

Pale  smiles,  eye  glitterings,  shoulders  bare. 

And  airy  kisses  blown  a-breeze, 

The  wraiths  of  darling  vanities. 

Two  more  he  singled  out  and  read — 

Two  leaves  such  as  the  maples  bled 

In  those  old  autumns,  fluttering  blown 

Along  a  wind  of  sighs,  with  moan 

Of  onyx- throated  turtle-doves 

Amid  the  falling  leaves  and  loves  : 

"  If  I  by  any  sleight  might  win 
That  rich-eyed  serpent  lurking  in 
The  aureole  of  her  misty  hair.  .  .  . 

"  And,  oh,  her  arms  when  they  are  bare 
Set  my  heart  beating  thick  and  sweet, 
To  dream  that  round  my  neck   they  meet  !  "  .  .  . 

He  felt  blow  on  him  as  he  read 
Faint,  wanton  scent,  as  they  were  dead 
Rose-leaves,  these  fragments  of  old  bliss  : 

"  The  Ballade  of  the  Stolen  Kiss, 
The  Slipper  Tying,  and  Her  Clothes, 
And  Love  sent  to  Her  in  a  Rose, 
A  Bee  at  the  Ripe  Heart  of  It." 

And  how  this  lyric  love  was  writ 

He  well  remembered  ;    and  how  they. 

Taking  them  with  light  thanks  and  gay, 

Had  worn  them  afterward  at  breast 

Beneath  the  laces  closely  pressed. 

He  thought  how  all  the  dreary  days 

Would  come  and  go  after  the  blaze 

Of  this  sweet  time  should  burn  away  ; 

A  future  desolate  and  gray — 

No  kisses  save  of  Duty's  b'ps 

Like  ice,  no  touch  save  finger-tips 

Of  scorn,  no  feeling  but  heartache, 

No  fire  save  at  the  martyr's  stake. 

His  face  grew  hard,  and  set,  and  stern  ; 

He  muttered  :  "  Worthy  ye  to  burn  ! 

Love  lips,  bright  eyes,  white  throats,  sweet  names. 

I  doom  you,  witches,  to  the  flames  ! 

Yoland  o'  the  Flowers,  Linette  o'  the  Fern, 

And  fair  Isolt  o'  the  White  Hands,  burn  ! '" 

He  dropped  a  spark  amid  the  heap 

Of  papers  ;  fire  began  to  creep, 

And  up  a  little  thread  of  smoke 

Started  ;  then  all  to  bright  flame  broke. 

And  splashed  rose  light  on  floor  and  wall 

And  filled  the  room  with  gold,  till  all 

The  lyric  passion  flamed  away. 

He  stared  upon  the  ashes  gray, 

And  laughed  a  shivering  laugh,  no  mirth  ; 

Then  said  :  "  The  fire  is  gone  from  earth  !  " 

— Joe  Russell  Taylor  in  the  Independent. 

The    Derelict. 
I  am  the  Hakon  Jarl.     The  waters  play 
Around  my  battered  hull  ;   and  underneath 
The  sharks  glide  fishing.     From  the  frozen  North 
The  icebergs  gather  in  a  spectral  fleet, 
Shining  in  lakes  of  sea  beneath  the  moon. 

Drifting  !  drifting  !     Unto  the  misty  port 
Where  neither  signal-gun  nor  flashing  wire 
Sends  back  arrival  to  the  anxious  hearts, 
That  wander  on  the  highlands  and  the  shore. 

So  shall  ye  drift,  oh  great,  loud-clanging  ships, 
That  pass  me  by,  so  haughty  and  so  cold  : 
A  mockery  of  death,  a  menace  yet 
To  those  that  live  and  swim  upon  the  sea. 

And  drifting  ye  shall  follow  all  that  were, 
As  all  that  are  shall  follow  in  their  turn, 
Until  a  light-house  rises  in  the  night, 
From  that  dim  port  men  call  Oblivion. 

— John  James  Median  in  Sew  York  Sun. 


INDIVIDUALITIES. 


General  William  Booth,  of  the  Salvation  Army,  is  sixty- 
six  years  of  age,  and  is  as  active  and  vigorous  as  many 
men  of  thirty. 

Dr.  James  R.  Cocke,  a  successful  Boston  physician,  is 
perhaps  the  only  man  in  the  country  who,  though  blind  from 
infancy,  took  up  the  study  of  medicine  and.  excelled  in 
its  practice. 

David  Bennett  Hill  is  a  poor  man  (according  to  the  New 
York  Herald).  Aside  from  his  Albany  residence,  which 
cost  twenty-eight  thousand  dollars,  he  is  probably  worth  ten 
thousand  dollars. 

Sir  Arthur  Sullivan,  at  fifty-one,  is  portrayed  as  a  short- 
necked,  thick-set,  beetle-browed  man,  with  curly  black  hair, 
mustache,  and  side-whiskers.  He  is  somewhat  stilted  in 
manner  and  has  been  composing  for  thirty-five  years. 

Mr.  Chamberlain  is  a  most  painstaking  and  untiring 
speaker.  Not  infrequently  he  writes  every  line  of  a  speech 
occupying,  perhaps,  four  or  five  columns  of  a  newspaper  the 
next  morning.  He  then  learns  it  off  by  heart,  word  for 
word. 

Erastus  Wiman,  since  he  gave  bail  and  came  out  of  the 
Tombs,  has  been  kept  busy  attending  to  his  many  enter- 
prises. He  is  just  as  active  and  energetic  as  formerly,  and 
his  friends  say  that  he  will  yet  work  out  of  all  his  financial 
trouble. 

Congressman  Peel  of  Arkansas  has  been  engaged  as  gen- 
eral attorney  for  the  Chickasaw  Nation  at  Washington",  to 
succeed  General  Paine.  The  office  is  a  fat  one,  paying 
twenty-five  thousand  dollars  per  year  and  ten  per  cent,  of 
all  claims  and  moneys  recovered. 

The  King  of  Spain  is  learning  to  ride  a  wheel,  with  the 
assistance  of  two  attendants.  This  eight-year-old  monarch 
surprised  the  court  not  long  since  by  insisting  on  kissing  a 
lady  who  was  visiting  the  queen,  because,  as  his  majesty'  ex- 
plained, "  she  looks  like  mamma  !  " 

Daniel  Lockwood,  nominated  by  the  New  York  Demo- 
crats for  lieutenant-governor,  presented  G rover  Cleveland's 
name  for  the  nomination  for  sheriff  of  Erie  County  in 
1870;  for  the  mayoralty  of  Buffalo  in  1881  ;  at  the  State 
convention  in  1882,  and  finally  for  the  Presidency. 

Lady  Randolph  Churchill  has  written  to  a  friend  in  Eng- 
land that  her  husband  shows  no  signs  of  improvement ;  that 
his  physical  weakness  is  serious  and  frequently  alarming ; 
and  that  it  is  improbable  that  he  will  be  able  to  fulfill  the 
engagements  which  he  made  in  anticipation  of  recover)'. 

Kaiser  Wilhelm's  latest  part  is  that  of  a  minne-singer. 
He  has  written  a  poem  in  praise  of  the  charms  and  accom- 
plishments of  Queen  Margherita  of  Italy,  has  composed  the 
music  to  it,  and  sent  the  work  to  the  queen.  In  thanking 
him  she  says  the  music  is  so  beautiful  that  it  should  be  pub- 
lished. 

Sacharzin,  the  Czar's  private  physician,  is  said  to  be 
worth  three  millions  of  dollars.  He  has  been  professor  at 
the  St.  Petersburg  University  thirty-five  years,  and  is 
sixty-five  years  old.  He  is  noted  for  his  blunt  frankness, 
often  rudeness,  toward  his  patients,  including  those  of  the 
highest  rank. 

Thomas  Foster,  who  has  just  been  sentenced  at  London 
to  three  years'  penal  servitude  for  a  number  of  petty 
frauds,  was  the  originator  of  the  "  missing  word  "  craze,  of 
which  newspapers  all  over  the  country  some  time  ago 
availed  themselves  to  boom  circulation.  He  has  been  living 
on  his  wits  for  years. 

At  the  court  of  Alexander  the  Third  of  Russia  the  chef\s 
by  tradition  and  position  a  gentleman  and  has  the  right  of 
wearing  a  sword.  The  present  holder  of  the  office  is  an 
Alsatian  named  Krantz,  who  fought  in  the  French  army  in 
the  Franco-German  War.  His  pay  and  perquisites  amount 
to  about  thirty-five  thousand  dollars  a  year. 

Ruskin's  habits  of  life  are  as  regular  as  were  Oliver  Wen- 
dell Holmes's.  He  told  an  interviewer  recently  that  in  two 
years  his  time  of  going  to  bed  and  getting  up  had  not  varied 
fifteen  minutes,  and  he  has  regular  hours  for  writing,  study, 
walking,  and  eating.  He  is  seventy-four,  with  a  clear  eye 
and  complexion  and  thick  white  hair  and  beard. 

The  Prince  of  Wales  suffers  terribly  from  varicose  veins, 
which  necessitates  his  taking  the  utmost  care  of  himself,  and 
there  are  periods  of  the  year  when  his  legs  are  in  such  a 
condition  that  they  have  to  be  bandaged  up  several  times  a 
day.  It  is  owing  to  the  prince's  afflicted  extremities  that 
knee-breeches  are  so  far  less  worn  now  at  entertainments, 
where  royalty  is  present,  as  was  the  case  up  to  1870. 

William  C.  Whitney  is  abstemious  in  almost  everything 
except  exercise.  He  often  makes  it  a  point  in  winter  to 
drive  from  his  house  in  Fifty-Seventh  Street  to  the  Mills 
Building  and  back  in  a  cab,  with  the  windows  open  on  both 
sides,  even  in  the  coldest  weather.  In  the  morning  he  rides 
in  the  park  from  seven  to  eight  o'clock,  and  this  is  what  is 
known  by  the  horsemen  as  "hard  driving,"  the  ex-Secretary 
always  having  a  mount  on  a  mettlesome  and  powerful  hunter. 
In  the  afternoon  he  is  often  seen  again,  galloping  or  trotting 
sharply  on  the  west  bridle-paths. 

Don  Scipione  Borghese,  Prince  of  Sulmona,  is  about  to 
restore  the  fortunes  of  his  house  by  marrying  the  Duchess 
of  Galliera,  who  brings  him  a  fortune  of  six  millions  of  dol- 
lars. The  Borghese  family  was  ruined,  a  few  years  ago,  by 
undertaking  to  put  up  new  buildings  in  Rome  on  too  large  a 
scale,  and  was  only  prevented  by  the  interference  of  the 
government  from  selling  the  art  treasures  in  the  Villa 
Borghese  and  the  Borghese  Gallery.  The  most  famous  of 
these  is  Canova's  statue  of  Pauline  Bonaparte.  l 
sister,  who  married  into  the  family. 


6 


THE         ARGONAUT. 


October  15,  1894. 


GREATER    ENGLAND. 

Bits  from  Blouet's  New  Book.  "John  Bull  and  Company  "—What 

"Max  O'Rell"  Thinks  of  the   British  Colonies— 

A  Glance  around  the  World. 

Paul  Blouet,  who  is  more  widely  known  under  his  profes- 
sional name  as  writer  and  lecturer,  "  Max  O'Rell,"  has  com- 
piled a  new  volume  of  his  impressions  of  the  world  as  a 
traveler  sees  it.  His  first  book,  "John  Bull  and  His  Island,51 
written  while  he  was  a  tutor  in  an  English  school,  was  widely 
read  and  enjoyed  for  its  frank  and  witty  comment  on  English 
institutions,  and  from  giving  public  readings — from  it  he  soon 
passed  to  lecturing  tours  that  brought  him  to  this  country. 
Then  he  wrote  "Jonathan  and  His  Continent"  from  his 
observations  on  American  life  and  customs,  and  so  he  has 
gone  on,  lecturing  to  the  public  in  various  parts  of  the  world 
and  "writing  them  up." 

His  latest  book,  "  John  Bull  and  Company,"  treats  of  the 
British  colonies  in  Canada,  Australia,  New  Zealand,  and 
South  Africa,  with  incidental  references  to  various  connecting 
points  in  his  journeyings.  In  his  preface,  he  ascribes  to  the 
Frenchman  as  a  national  trait  a  certain  pity  for  foreigners, 
though  he  thinks  them  vastly  amusing.  "  He  looks  upon 
the  Belgian,"  writes  M.  Blouet  of  his  typical  Gaul,  "as  a 
dear,  good  simpleton,  the  Italian  as  a  noisy  nobody,  the 
German  as  a  heavy,  pompous  pedant ;  he  thinks  the  Ameri- 
cans mad,  and  the  English  eccentric  and  grotesque."  Of 
this  trait  M.  Blouet  himself  partakes,  attenuated  by  a  de- 
gree of  cosmopolitanism  ;  his  point  of  view  is  indicated  in 
this  paragraph  : 

To  see  the  Englishman — the  Britisher,  rather — in  all  his  glory,  you 
must  look  at  him  in  those  lands  where  he  has  elbow-room  ;  where 
nothing  trammels  him  ;  and  where  he  is  allowed  freely  to  develop  his 
characteristic  traits.  ...  In  Canada  you  see  John  Bull  quite  at 
home,  busy,  fat,  and  flourishing,  a  pink  tip  to  his  nose,  and  his  head 
snug  in  a  fur  cap.  It  is  John  Bull  in  a  ball.  It  is  the  seal.  In  Aus- 
tralia you  see  him  long  and  lean,  nonchalant,  happy-go-lucky,  his 
face  sunburned,  his  head  covered  with  a  wide-brimmed,  light  felt 
hat.  walking  with  slow  tread,  his  arms  pendant,  his  legs  out  of  all 
proportion.     It  is  John  Bull  drawn  out.     It  is  the  kangaroo. 

M.  Blouet's  itinerary  on  the  present  journey  began  with 
French  Canada,  which  he  had  described  in  an  earlier 
volume.     Here  is  an  amusing  little  incident  from  his  notes  : 

During  my  slay  in  Montreal  and  Quebec  I  often  met  a  French- 
man, a  good  Parisian,  a  picture  of  health  and  happiness,  a  charming 
talker,  full  of  life,  happy  to  be  alive,  and  getting  amusement  out  of 
everything  he  came  across  ;  a  litde  bit  Gascon,  it  is  true,  but  so 
little  ;  a  Tartarin  of  good  society. 

The  day  I  left  Montreal  I  met  him  in  the  hall  of  the  Windsor  Hotel, 
muffled  up  in  a  white  woolen  hooded  tunic,  with  a  red  sash  around  the 
waist,  and  on  his  head  a  woolen  cap,  with  its  tassel  jauntily  hanging 
on  his  shoulder.  The  costume  was  completed  by  immense  thick 
stockings  and  knickerbockers,  and  in  his  hand  he  carried  snow-shoes 
and  an  alpenstock — the  regular  snow-shoeing  get  up.  "  Ah-ha  !  " 
said  I,  "you  are  off  on  an  expedition  over  the  snow?"  "Not  I," 
he  replied,  and  his  good,  open  face  beamed  with  fun  ;  "  I  am  going 
to  get  photographed." 

Not  all  the  Tarasconnais  come  from  Tarascon. 

The  ladies  of  the  countries  he  visits  always  draw  M. 
Blouet  for  a  compliment  or  two,  and  those  of  Canada  seem 
to  have  got  their  share.     Of  the  Canadian  lady  he  says  : 

She  is  a  happy  combination  of  her  English  and  American  sisters. 
She  has  the  physical  beauty,  the  tall,  graceful  figure,  and  the  fine 
complexion  of  the  former  allied  to  the  decided  bearing,  the  natural- 
ness, the  frank  glance,  and  the  piquancy  of  the  latter.  If,  added  to 
these,  one  could  have  the  shrewd  common  sense  and  the  irresistible 
charm  of  the  Parisienne,  the  result  would  be  a  really  ideal  woman. 
The  amount  of  outdoor  exercise  taken  by  Canadian  women  in  their 
winter  games  and  pastimes  goes  far  to  explain  the  beauty  of  their 
complexions.  The  air  of  Canada  is  dry,  the  houses  are  heated  in 
the  same  way  as  American  houses  ;  yet  these  two  things,  often  ad- 
vanced as  the  cause  of  the  American  belles"  pallor,  do  not  prevent 
the  Canadian  women  from  having  brilliant  complexions. 

After  speeding  across  the  continent,  M.  Blouet  reached 
San  Francisco,  of  which  he  says  : 

I  confess  that  San  Francisco  itself  disappointed  me.  I  scarcely 
know  why,  but  1  had  an  idea  that  this  town  must  be  quite  different 
from  the  other  large  towns  of  America.  Its  name  had  suggested  to 
my  mind  a  place  half  Spanish,  half  Mexican,  with  an  in divi duality  of 
its  own.  In  reality  it  is  but  another  New  York,  Chicago,  or  Cincin- 
nati. Market  Street,  the  chief  street,  differs  little  from  Broadway, 
New  York,  Washington  Street,  Boston,  or  State  Street,  Chicago. 
Everywhere  the  same  square  blocks,  the  eternal  parallelograms,  the 
same  gaudy  advertisements,  the  same  flaring  posters.  In  the  quarter 
where  the  rich  people  have  taken  up  their  abode,  the  houses  are 
handsome,  but  have  not  gardens  one  would  expect  to  see  around 
them.  The  park  is  beautiful  and  very  remarkable  as  being  the  result 
of  a  clever  victory  over  the  mass  of  fine  sand  that  lay  between  San 
Francisco  and  the  sea.  This  sand,  which  half  blinded  the  citv  every 
time  the  wind  blew  in  from  the  ocean,  is  now  bound  into  a  fair  lawn 
by  buffalo  grass,  and  is  planted  over  with  California's  love-trees  and 
flowers.  Near  by,  that  is  to  say,  at  three-quarters  of  an  hour's  drive 
from  the  town,  are  the  Seal  Rocks,  covered  with  the  creatures  that 
give  them  their  name,  and  a  visit  to  them  also  means  a  sight  of  the 
grand  expanse  of  the  Pacific  Ocean  washing  in  on  an  apparently  end- 
less beach  of  smooth,  yellow  sand. 

Our  author  visited  Chinatown,  of  course,  and  this  is  what 
he  says  of  it : 

I  have  heard  a  great  deal  about  Chinatown,  and  had  been  advised 
not  to  leave  San  Francisco  without  visiting  this  Chinese  quarter.  I 
expected  to  find  a  bit  of  the  Orient  in  this  great  Western  city,  but 
what  I  did  see  was  a  slum,  a  rubbish  heap,  fit  to  turn  one  sick,  a  dis- 
grace to  a  town  which,  after  all,  must  be  directed  and  governed  by 
respectable  people.  Thirty  or  forty  thousand  Chinese  swarm  in  an 
atmosphere  heavy  with  rancid  grease,  tobacco,  musk,  sandalwood, 
and  in  the  midst  of  gambling-hells,  opium  dens,  houses  of  ill-fame, 
the  blinds  of  which  are  not  even  lowered — a  vile  crowd  living  by  the 
most  shameless  vice  in  most  ignoble  dirt — and  this  not  in  some  out- 
lying suburb  where  it  might  be  convenient  to  fling  the  rubbish  of  the 
community,  but  in  the  very  centre  of  the  city. 

Heaven  be  praised,  I  soon  forgot  the  amazing  horrors  of  the  place, 
but  the  odor  of  it  long  hung  about  my  clothing. 

M.  Blouet's  next  stopping-place  was  Honolulu,  "a  rather 
Californian  town  that  reminds  one  of  Los  Angeles."  He 
says  : 

A  high  slate  of  civilization  has  been  reached— you  would  look  in 
vain  among  the  Sandwichers  for  a  women  wearing  a  smile  and  noth- 
ing more.     The  type  is  a  pleasing  one.     Soft,  almond-shaped  eyes, 
set  in  an  amiable,  smiling  face,  meet  you  at  every  turn  ;  and  there 
they  live,  these  suave-looking  people,  far  away  in  the  Pacific  Ocean, 
in  the  midst  of  sunshine  and  perfume,  in  an  ideal  climate  with  a  tem- 
perature varying  from  sixty-five   to  eighty-two  degrees  from  the  first 
inuary  to  the  thirty-first  of  December.     Their  land  is  radiant 
a  thousand  flowering  shrubs  and  stately  with  palms— coroanut- 
15,  dale-palms,  and  the  well-named  royal  palm  that  raises  Us  tall, 
■r.iight  trunk  like  a  silver  mast  high  into  the  air,  bearing  a  drooping 
i  -i  graceful  leaves  at  the  top. 


Graceful,  too,  are  the  young  women  of  the  people,  with  their  loose, 
white  dress,  hanging  straight  from  the  neck,  unconfined  by  belt  or 
band,  a  garment  following  to  a  great  extent  the  lines  of  the  Watteau 
gown.  And  their  charming  gait !  With  what  nonchalant  ease  they 
carry  themselves  !  The  supple  body  balanced  with  dignity  befitting 
a  state  procession. 

The  Samoans,  as  having  more  resemblance  "  to  sun- 
burnt Italians  than  to  the  natives  of  Australia,  or  even  the 
different  types  of  negroes  that  one  finds  in  Africa,"  he  de- 
scribes thus  : 

The  face  is  intelligent,  the  eyes  are  clear  and  soft,  the  forehead 
high,  the  nose  rather  large,  and  the  body  superb.  The  skin  is  of  a 
pinkish  copper  shade,  very  picturesque  in  the  brilliant  sunshine.  The 
walk  of  these  people  is  full  of  grace  and  majesty.  Here  are  hawkers 
of  oranges  and  bananas  looking  like  undressed  princes  ;  imposing 
and  picturesque  figures,  with  their  curly  hair  roughed  up  all  over  the 
head,  the  strong-knit  body  thrown  back,  and  the  line  of  the  spine 
hollowed  out.  They  roam  about  the  deck  with  the  air  of  exiled 
kings  smoking  their  cigars  on  ihe  Boulevard  des  Italians.  Nature 
would  nppear  to  have  made  them  all  gentlemen.  The  hair  of  the 
Samoans.  which  is  dark  in  childhood,  is  daubed  with  some  prepara- 
tion of  lime,  with  the  result  that  when  a  boy  is  about  eighteen  his 
head  is  often  a  comic  sight,  the  bulk  of  the  hair  being  of  a  titian 
red,  and  the  ends  of  a  fine  canary  color.  It  is  as  if  a  red  wool  mop 
had  been  trying  to  get  itself  up  to  resemble  a  gold-colored  wig.  .  .  . 

The  principal  "sight"  in  Samoa,  for  a  civilized  being,  is 
Robert  Louis  Stevenson,  and  him  our  author  did  not  miss  : 

In  Samoa  we  breakfasted  at  a  little  hotel  on  the  bay,  and  there  we 
had  the  pleasure  of  making  the  acquaintance  of  Mr.  Robert  Louis 
Stevenson.  Mr.  Stevenson  has  very  delicate  health  ;  the  fine  climate 
of  Samoa  tempted  him  to  settle  there,  and  for  several  years  he  has 
been  living  in  the  hills  above  Apia  with  his  family.  We  found  him 
full  of  activity,  happy,  singing  the  praises  of  Samoa  and  the  Samoans. 
and  in  a  state  of  health  which  allows  him  to  continue  the  production 
of  those  ckefs-daaaire  that  are  eagerly  devoured  in  England.  "  The 
Master  of  Ballantrae  "  is  a  book  which  will  live  as  long  as  the  "  Tom 
Jones"  of  Fielding. 

After  breakfast,  which  consisted  not  of  a  slice  of  cold  missionary 
a  la  moutarde,  but  of  fresh  eggs  and  good  beefsteak,  we  went  on  the 
veranda  to  smoke  and  talk,  with  the  magnificent  coup  d'tzil  of  the 
blue  bay  spread  out  in  front  of  us,  and  then  we  left  to  stroll  about 
the  town. 

It  was  Easter  Sunday,  and  we  wended  our  way  to  the  cathedral. 
All  along  the  road  we  met  the  natives,  who  smiled  at  us  and  made 
signs  of  friendliness.  "  Welcome,"  said  some  as  they  passed.  "  My 
love  to  you,"  said  others.  What  gentle,  pretty  savages  !  And  how 
nice  the  women  looked  in  their  loose  sacques,  like  those  we  saw  in 
Honolulu,  their  hair  tidily  bound  up.  and  their  rounded  figures  carried 
erect !  Two  or  three  had  adopted  European  dress,  but  the  effect  was 
very  ludicrous.  Mrs.  Stevenson  had  told  us  that  it  was  the  ambition 
of  the  native  women,  as  soon  as  they  could  afford  it,  to  dress  in  Euro- 
pean fashion  ;  but  I  imagine  that  since  they  have  seen  that  lady  in 
the  richly  embroidered  silk  gown,  made  in  the  native  fashion,  which 
she  was  wearing  when  she  spoke  to  us,  they  feel  much  less  inclined 
to  spend  their  substance  on  corsets.  The  children,  the  little  boys 
especially,  made  us  exclaim  in  admiration.  The  ladies  wanted  to  kiss 
them  all. 

A  long  sea  voyage  brought  M.  Blouet  to  New  Zealand, 
where  Sydney  pleased  him  highly.  In  Melbourne,  too,  he 
saw  much  to  commend  ;  and  the  women  of  that  city  gave 
him  opportunity  to  say  this  of  Englishwomen  and  their 
French  and  American  sisters  : 

And  here  let  me  frankly  say  that  I  am  getting  a  little  tired  of  hear- 
ing about  the  modesty  and  seriousness- of  the  Englishwoman,  and  of 
hearing  the  Frenchwoman  called  frivolous.  Have  I  not  seen  at 
bazaars  in  England  and  its  colonies — sanctified  fairs  organized  to  pro- 
vide an  organ  for  the  church  or  a  peal  of  bells  for  the  tower — have 
we  not  all  seen  women  and  girls  conducting  themselves  with  un- 
blushing effrontery  to  fill  the  coffers  of  .the  cause  ?  Have  I  not  seen 
in  shop-windows  their  portraits  in  low-necked  dresses,  and  with  their 
names  attached  t 

Our  women,  thanks  be,  are  more  modest  and  more  serious  than 
that.  Not  only  do  they  not  permit  the  photographer  to  exhibit  their 
portraits  in  his  window,  but  if  you  go  to  the  Salon  and  see  the  por- 
traits of  our  women  painted  by  Bonnat,  Carolus  Duran,  and  the  rest, 
you  will  never  see  the  name  of  the  original  in  the  catalogue.  On 
the  boulevards,  it  is  true,  one  sees  the  photographs  of  our  actresses, 
with  the  name  of  each  at  the  foot  of  the  picture  ;  but  that  is  quite 
another  matter.  The  profession  of  the  stage  obliges  those  who 
follow  it  to  keep  themselves  constantly  before  the  public. 

The  Australians  he  describes  as  a  peculiarly  happy  people  : 

They  are  so  satisfied  with  themselves  and  all  that  is  Australian. 
When  they  travel,  they  utter  cries  of  admiration  at  the  sight  of  a  hill 
that  they  call  a  mountain  or  a  trickling  stream  that  they  call  a  river. 
It  is  curious  to  find  a  restricted  and  provincial  turn  of  mind  in  the  in- 
habitants of  such  a  vast,  grand  country.  .  .  . 

There  is  happiness  in  believing  one's  self  in  possession  of  what  is 
best  in  the  world,  and  the  Australians  enjoy  that  happiness.  They 
are  satisfied  with  their  lot,  and  no  longer  concern  themselves  about 
the  affairs  of  the  Old  World,  which  has  ceased  to  interest  them.  I 
was  talking  one  day  to  an  Englishman  who  had  been  established  in 
the  colonies  nearly  fifty  years.  We  talked  about  Europe,  and  I 
had  occasion  to  mention  Bismarck  and  a  few  other  well-known  names. 
I  verily  believe  that  he  had  never  heard  any  of  them  before.  Pres- 
ently 1  said  to  him  : 

"  Perhaps  you  do  not  take  much  interest  in  the  things  that  are  go- 
ing on  in  Europe  ?  " 

"  My  dear  sir,"  he  replied,  "  to  tell  you  the  truth,  I  shall  soon  have 
been  fifty  years  in  this  country,  and  now  I  can  do  without  Europe 
altogether." 

The  true  Australian  takes  more  pleasure  in  hearing  the  amateurs 

of  his  own  particular  town  than  in  listening  to  the  great  singers  whom 

Europe  sends  him  from  time  to  time.     Left  to  himself,  he  takes  his 

I  pleasure  at  his  club,  at  church  bazaars,  at  meetings  social  and  politi- 

1  cal — in  a  word,  in  everything  local.  .  .  . 

The  extent  to  which  the  vice  of  drinking  is  indulged  in 
Australia  is  shown  in  this  passage  : 

Drink  is  the  panacea  against  the  dullness  of  existence,  and  drunk- 
enness in  most  classes  of  colonial  society  is  an  evil  that  is  gnawing  at 
the  vitals  of  the  country — a  national  vice.  Not  the  drunkenness 
that  begets  gayety,  but  a  dull  and  deadly  habit  which  has  become 
second  nature,  and  is  therefore  incurable  and  repulsive. 

It  is  not  uncommon  to  see  a  young  man  arrive  in  a  town,  hand  a 
check  for  fifty  or  sixty  pounds  to  the  keeper  of  some  hotel,  saying  to 
him  :  "  Let  me  have  as  much  drink  as  1  want  ;  when  I  have  drunk 
my  check,  let  me  know,  and  I  will  go  home." 

From  Australia  our  author  went  on  to  South  Africa,  where 
he  saw  many  interesting  and  curious  sights.  We  have  room 
here  only  to  quote  a  brief  passage  about  Cecil  Rhodes,  the 
Colossus  of  South  Africa  : 

Mr.  Rhodes  is  six  feet  high.  His  head  is  large  and  powerful- 
looking  ;  his  eye  is  dreamy,  but  observant.  He  has  the  quizzical 
look  of  a  cynic  and  the  large  forehead  of  an  enthusiast.  When  he 
laughs,  which  is  not  often,  the  left  cheek  shows  a  dimple  that  you 
would  think  charming  in  a  child  or  a  young  woman.  The  face  is 
placid  ;  it  is  that  of  a  diplomatist  who  knows  how  to  wait  and  see 
what  you  are  going  to  say  or  do.  All  suddenly  this  face  lights  up 
and  the  gaze  becomes  resolute  ;  it  is  the  face  of  a  man  of  action, 
who  knows  how  to  seize  an  occasion  and  turn  it  to  account.  His 
dress  is  nigligie  and  his  hat  impossible.  I  have  seen  him  go  to  the 
Parliament  House  in  a  gray  cutaway  coat,  and  go  into  his  room  to 
put  on  the  black  frock-coat  which  is  de  rigueur  for  the  colonial  mem- 
bers. The  silting  over,  the  black  coat  is  put  away  in  its  cupboard. 
Prigs  take  offense  at  his  free-and-easy  ways.  There!  is  a  story  that 
he  was  once  present  at  the  opening  of  a  new  railway  line.  The  sta- 
tion happened  lo  be  by  the  sea.  In  ihe  middle  of  the  ceremony,  all 
at  once,  Mr.  Rhodes  is  missed,  and  every  one  wonders  whai  has  be- 


come of  him.  Suddenly  some  one  espies,  a  hundred  yards  off.  the 
figure  of  the  premier,  en  Apollon,  coming  out  of  the  sea  and  going 
toward  his  clothes,  which  he  had  left  on  the  beach  while  he  took  a 
dip. 

Opportunist  par  excellence,  Mr.  Rhodes  serves  John  Bull  and  the 
Afrikander  Bund  and  takes  care  that  they  both  serve  him.  His  ambi- 
tion is  to  acquire  for  the  mother  country  all  the  South  African  land  as 
far  as  the  Zambesi.  If  John  Bull  gives  him  a  free  hand,  this  will  be 
realized  and  Mr.  Rhodes  will  be  prime  minister  of  an  English  colony 
larger  than  all  Europe.  If  John  Bull  hampers  him  and  busies  him- 
self too  much  about  that  which,  according  to  Mr.  Rhodes,  concerns 
him  very  little,  you  may  one  day  hear  of  an  independent  African  con- 
federation, with  Mr.  Rhodes  for  president  and  Mr.  Hofmeyr  for  vice- 
president. 

Whatever  happens,  you  will  certainly  hear  of  Mr.  Rhodes,  and 
perhaps,  if  nothing  happens,  he  will  be  heard  from. 

Published  by  Charles  L.  Webster  &  Co.,  New  York ; 
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Something  of  a  novelty  for  New  York  will  be  furnished 
by  the  American  League  of  Professional  Foot-Ball  Clubs, 
which  will  begin  a  series  of  contests  this  month.  The  game 
will  not  be  that  of  the  American  universities  and  colleges, 
but  the  old-time  game  of  so-called  Association  foot-ball, 
w'hich  is  the  popular  variety  of  the  game  in  England.  The 
league  will  consist  of  six  clubs — one  each  in  New  York  city, 
Brooklyn,  Boston,  Philadelphia,  Baltimore,  and  Washington. 
This  particular  sort  of  foot-ball  is  the  most  popular — in  the  strict 
sense  of  the  word — of  all  sports  in  England.  Owing  to  the  cli- 
mate there  the  game  is  played  during  about  eight  months  of  the 
year.  The  names  of  the  individual  players  are  as  well-known 
throughout  Great  Britain  and  Ireland  as  are  those  of  the  pro- 
fessional base-ball  players  in  this  country.  At  the  final 
match  between  the  two  leading  clubs  last  March  more  than 
seventy  thousand  persons  were  present.  The  game  has 
been  played  in  the  United  States  by  amateur  teams — com- 
posed principally  of  players  who  had  played  the  game  be- 
fore coming  here — but  has  never  attracted  any  general  in- 
terest. This  is  probably — especially  of  recent  years — on 
account  of  the  spreading  interest  in  and  enthusiasm  for 
what  is  distinctively  the  American  game  of  foot-ball  that  is 
played  at  the  colleges. 


The  bullet-proof  cuirass  has  had  a  very  brief  career  ;  but 
the  invention  by  Captain  Bovnton  of  a  bullet-proof  shield 
for  infantry  seems  destined  to  a  better  fate.  This  contrivance 
can  be  attached  to  a  rifle,  while  giving  that  weapon  full  play 
and  protecting  the  soldier's  vital  parts.  The  shields  can  be 
locked  together  so  as  to  form  a  rampart — a  device  which  re- 
calls the  tactics  of  the  ancient  Greeks,  who  massed  their 
shields  in  a  similar  way.  It  is  calculated  that,  skillfully 
used,  the  new  shield  would  enable  infantry  to  withstand  the 
fire  of  the  machine-gun,  and  even  to  make  the  working  of 
that  deadly  implement  impossible.  It  would  supersede  rifle- 
pits,  and  give  to  troops  in  the  square  formation  a  peculiar 
advantage.  The  inventors  of  guns  will  now  be  put  on  their 
mettle,  for  their  ascendency  is  seriously  threatened. 


Benjamin  Richardson,  an  eccentric  New  York  millionaire, 
whose  estate  is  now  being  settled  in  the  courts,  evidently  an- 
ticipated the  claim  of  dower  right  on  the  part  of  the  woman 
who  has  posed  in  the  proceedings  as  his  common-law  wife. 
Mr.  Richardson  lived  for  many  years  in  a  small,  old-fash- 
ioned frame  cottage,  and  his  household  consisted  of  a  middle- 
aged  woman  and  a  young  colored  girl.  When  a  visitor  en- 
tered the  hallway  of  the  Richardson  cottage,  the  first  thing 
that  attracted  his  attention  was  a  large  board  sign,  hung  near 
the  entrance  to  the  parlor,  upon  which  was  painted,  in  huge 
black  letters,  the  following  information  :  "  The  woman  you 
see  here  is  not  my  wife.  She  is  my  housekeeper.  I  am  a 
widower  and  unmarried.     Benjamin  Richardson." 


It  is  interesting  to  note  that  the  salary  of  the  late  Lord 
Chief-Justice  Coleridge  was  $40,000  a  year,  while  that  of 
the  Chief-Justice  of  the  Supreme  Court  of  the  L^nited  States 
is  $10,500.  The  lord  chancellor  receives  $50,000  a  year 
while  in  office,  and  a  pension  for  life  of  $25,000.  The  lords 
of  appeal  get  $30,000,  and  all  the  other  judges  $25,000. 
The  income  of  the  British  attorney-general  is  at  least  $60,000 
a  year,  against  a  salary  of  $8,000  for  the  Attorney- General 
of  the  United  States.  The  latter  figure  is  the  salary  of  our 
Secretary  of  State,  while  all  the  English  secretaries  of  state 
get  $25,000  a  year,  and,  after  serving  for  a  certain  time,  they 
are  entitled  to  $10,000  a  year  for  life. 


Emperor  William's  action  in  reducing  the  term  of  obliga- 
tor)' service  in  the  German  army  from  three  to  two  years 
has  had  the  unexpected  effect  of  diminishing  not  only  the 
number  of  suicides,  but  also  the  average  of  disciplinary 
punishments  inflicted.  Investigation  has  now  shown  that 
most  of  the  suicides  used  to  take  place  in  the  third  year 
of  service  with  the  colors,  and  that  nearly  all  of  the  more 
serious  offenses  against  the  regulations  were  committed  by 
third-year  men. 

After  many  repaintings  and  alterations,  Alma  Tadema 
has  finished  his  magnum  opusy  a  picture  of  ancient  Rome 
in  festival,  which  has  already  been  bought  by  a  dealer  in 
Berlin  for  one  hundred  thousand  marks.  It  is  called 
"  Spring,"  and  contains  more  than  one  hundred  figures  of 
celebrants  and  spectators,  a  procession  in  honor  of  the  gods 
of  flowers  and  fertility,  moving  along  toward  the  temple. 


In  Switzerland  and  on  the  Rhine,  the  recent  adoption  of 
standard  Central  Europe  time  has  seriously  affected  the  re- 
ceipts of  the  gas  companies.  The  time  ranges  from  half  an 
hour  to  nearly  an  hour  earlier  than  the  local  time,  and 
people  have  accommodated  their  habits  to  the  change  in  the 
clocks. 


A  Viennese  journalist  has  made  a  collection  of  aphorisms 
on  love,  women,  and  marriage  uttered  at  the  German  parlia- 
mentary sessions.  Bismarck  is  quoted  as  saying  that  :  "  It 
is  an  extraordinary  advantage  to  a  man's  career  if  he  can 
make  his  journey  through  life  without  any  feminine  baggage.'' 


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October  15,  1894. 


THE        ARGONAUT. 


EDITORIAL    NOTES. 

The  Non-Partisan  convention  selected  a  number  of  names 
from  the  Republican  and  Democratic  tickets.  The  nominees 
on  those  tickets  have  already  been  assessed  by  their  respect- 
ive committees  for  campaign  expenses,  up  to  the  full  amount 
which  they  can  give  under  the  "purity  of  elections"  law. 
The  candidates  can  give  no  more  money — if  they  did  they 
would  be  liable  criminally.  The  Non-Partisans  are  non- 
plused. They  find  themselves  destitute  of  funds.  Money 
is  needed  in  conducting  any  campaign,  for  purely  legitimate 
purposes,  such  as  advertising,  maintenance  of  head-quarters, 
etc.  The  Non-Partisans  have  no  money  and  no  organiza- 
tion. Two  years  ago  they  had  both-  At  that  time  they 
elected  a  mayor,  a  supervisor,  and  four  minor  officials. 
How  many  will  thev  elect  this  year  ? 


The  Charles  B.  Stone  who  is  on  the  Republican  and  Non- 
partisan tickets  for  school  director  is  not  the  C.  B.  Stone 
who  formerly  was  on  the  school  board.     Not  that   there  is 
anything  against  the  former  director,  but  he  doubtless  made 
enemies  while  on  the  board  of  education,  "as  many  people 
do,  and  the  present  candidate  therefore  desires  to  stand  on 
his  own  merits.     Charles  B.  Stone,  who  is  now  a  candidate, 
is  a  son  of  Dr.  A.  L.  Stone,  the  well-known  clergyman  ;  he  ■ 
is  a  brother  of  Mrs.  L.  L.  Baker  and  of  Frank   Stone  ;  he  j 
has  lived  in  this   city  for  many   years  and   is   thoroughly  ' 
familiar  with  its  needs  ;  he  is  a  man  of  education,  of  good 
social  standing,  and  will  make  a  good  school  director.     He 
ought  to  be  elected. 

Among  the  Republican  judicial  nominations,  that  of  E. 
A.  Belcher  to  succeed  himself  is  an  excellent  one.  Judge 
Belcher  was  appointed  to  fill  a  vacancy.  He  has  done  ex- 
cellent work  upon  the  bench.  "  As  is  the  custom  in  the  su- 
perior court,  the  junior  incumbents  are  generally  given  the 
criminal  business.  Judge  Belcher  has  presided  over  many 
criminal  cases  with  the  utmost  fairness,  it  is  true,  but  still 
has  shown  none  of  that  flabby  sentimentality  toward  crim- 
inals with  which  many  of  our  judges  have  favored  us. 
There  are  not  a  few  San  Franciscans  who  will  remember 
the  time  when,  in  delivering  sentence,  "  Judge  Murphy 
wept."  As  we  have  said,  Judge  Belcher  has  made  an  ex- 
cellent record  on  the  bench,  and  ought  to  be  reelected.  We 
think  he  will  be. 

The  following  communication  has  been  received  : 

Editors  Argonaut:  In  your  "Editorial  Notes  "of  issue  bear- 
ing date  of  eighth  instant,  I  find  recommendations  of  certain  candi- 
dates and  announcement  that  you  would  make  up  a  ticket  mainly  of 
Republican  nominees,  with  changes  when,  in  your  opinion,  better 
men  are  named  for  the  offices  by  other  parties. 

In  the  Chronicle  of  the  fourth  instant,  an*  editorial  approval  of 
Republican  candidates  was  given  ;  while  in  the  Examiner  of  the 
sixth  instant  we  are  regaled  with  an  item  of  almost  a  column  upon 
the  delinquencies  of  one  of  the  candidates  who,  according  to  the 
Chronicle,  is  a  pattern  of  integrity  and  honesty. 

If  we  are  to  judge  from  your  comments  on  the  course  of  the 
Chronicle  in  the  matter  of  the  address  of  Senator  Perkins  of  the 
third  instant,  referred  to  in  your  "  Notes,"  but  little  reliance  is  to  be 
placed  upon  the  opinions  of  the  Chronicle  in  political  matters  where 
the  interests  of  the  proprietor  of  that  journal  are  at  stake. 

It  may  not  be  amiss  to  ask  what  Mr.  de  Young's  interest  in  the 
assessorship  can  be  that  his  paper  lauds  the  Republican  nominee  so 
highly,  while  the  Examiner,  in  a  very  plausible  article  which  seems 
to  bear  the  impress  of  truth,  distinctly  alleges  a  number  of  irregulari- 
ties, if  not  crimes,  by  the  said  nominee  and  his  henchmen. 

As  a  Republican,  I  await  with  some  degree  of  interest  the  publica- 
tion of  the  Argonaut  ticket,  not  only  because  I  shall  regard  it  as  pre- 
pared after  a  careful  and  unbiased  examination  of  the  conflicting 
statements  respecting  the  character  of  the  party  referred  to  above, 
but  because  it  will  have  the  effect  of  dispelling  the  doubt  whether  my 
political  opinions  should  sway  me  to  vote  for  him.  It  may  be  that  he 
is  one  of  the  weak  ones  to  whom  you  refer.     Respectfully, 

Voter. 

"Voter"  is  quite  correct  in  supposing  that  the  views  of 
the  Chronicle  in  political  matters  are  largely  colored  by 
Mr.  de  Young's  own  political  ambitions.  As  to  the  Argo- 
naut municipal  ticket,  it  will  be  as  good  a  one  as  we  can 
make  up,  after  careful  investigation.  It  will  be  largely  Re- 
publican, but  we  shall  not  advocate  the  election  of  a  dishonest 
Republican  when  his  opponent  is  an  honest  Democrat. 

The  Republican  convention  made  an  excellent  choice  in 
putting  Davis  Louderback  on  the  ticket  for  superior  judge. 
It  is  a  long  time  since  Judge  Louderback  has  held  a  judicial 
position,  but  he  is  well  remembered  in  San  Francisco.  He 
was  for  a  number  of  years  police  judge  when  there  was  but 
one  police  court  here,  and  he  often  got  through  with  more 
work  in  a  day  than  is  accomplished  now  by  two  of  our  present 
police  courts.  He  was  a  terror  to  evil-doers.  The  criminal 
classes  breathed  easier  when  Judge  Louderback  retired 
from  the  bench  to  take  up  his  law  practice.  In  the  days 
when  he  first  became  judge,  the  San  Francisco  "hoodlum" 
was  at  his  worst.  There  probably  never  was  a  city-  which 
had  a  lower,  meaner,  more  vicious,  or  more  cowardly  set  of 
criminals  than  the  San  Francisco  hoodlums.  We  have 
criminals  here  still  —  like  the  poor,  they  are  always 
with  us — but  it  is  a  common  remark  among  old  resi- 
dents that  the  gangs  of  hoodlums  seem  to  have  disappeared. 
Many  are  the  explanations  vouchsafed  for  this  disappear- 
ance, but  in  our  opinion  it  is  largely  due  to  the  stern  sen- 
tences imposed  by  Judge  Louderback  when  he  presided  over 
the  police  court.  Judge  Wallace  is  doing  a  similar  good 
work  in  the  superior  court  now — footpads  and  garroters  re- 
ceive scant  mercy  at  his  hands.  The  other  day  he  sent  three 
such  scoundrels  to  State  prison  for  life.  If  Judge  Louder- 
back is  elected,  we  shall  have  at  least  three  judges  on  the 
bench  who  are  not  troubled  with  that  maudlin  feeling  which 
many  worthy  persons  confuse  with  mercy.  Justice  first, 
mercy  afterwards — that  is  a  good  rule  for  a  judge.  If  Judge 
Louderback  is  elected,  he  will  follow  it.  He  did  more  to 
stamp  out  hoodlumism  than  any  man  who  ever  sat  on  the 
bench  in  San  Francisco.     He  is  eminently  worthy  of  election. 


in  Mexico.  It  is  said  that  General  Ezeta,  who  is  friendly 
with  President  Diaz,  contemplates  organizing  an  army  on 
Mexican  soil  with  the  purpose  of  invading  Salvador.  This 
story  is  complicated  with  another — that  one  Juan  Alcala,  a 
Salvadorean  sleuth-hound,  is  in  Mexico,  and  on  Ezeta's  trail 
— that  he  has  sworn  to  kill  him.  It  is  probable  that  neither 
story  is  true,  but  that  General  Ezeta  is  trying  to  clean  up 
what  money  he  can  out  of  his  Salvadorean  possessions  and 
will  then  join  his  brother,  Carlos  Ezeta,  in  Paris,  where  all 
Spanish-American  Presidents  seem  to  go. 

In  the  long  line  of  Spanish-American  revolutions,  there  is 
scarcely  anything  so  ludicrous  as  the  manner  in  which  Presi- 
dent Carlos  Ezeta  and  Vice-President  Antonio  Ezeta  were 
overthrown  in  Salvador.  One  Regelados,  a  rising  young 
general,  was  in  command  of  some  of  the  government  forces, 
which  numbered  about  fourteen  thousand.  The  usual  revo- 
lution was  going  on  in  the  country,  the  insurgents  number- 
ing about  six  thousand.  Antonio  was  on  the  west  coast. 
Carlos  was  on  the  east.  Regelados  was  in  the  middle.  The 
rising  young  general  suddenly  conceived  an  idea.  Cutting 
the  telegraph  lines,  he  wired  thus  to  Carlos  : 

"  I  am  completely  routed.  The  country  is  swarming  with  rebels. 
All  hope  is  gone.     Fly  while  there  is  yet  time.  ANTONIO." 

He  then  wired  this  message  to  Antonio  : 

"  The  capital  is  taken.  The  Presidential  Palace  is  in  the  hands  of 
the  rebels.  All  is  lost,  I  have  just  secured  promise  of  protection  on 
a  German  steamer.     Fly  at  once.  Carlos." 

Tbe'result  was  as  the  long-headed  Regelados  had  foreseen. 
Carlos  fled  by  the  Atlantic  Coast,  Antonio  fled  by  the  Pacific 
Coast,  leaving  General  Regelados  still  in  the  middle. 


THE    GAIETY    GIRLS. 

Our  Correspondent  tells  of  New  York's  Excitement  over  London's 

Bevy  of  Beauties — Reminiscences  of  the  British 

Blondes  of  Thirty  Years  Ago. 


General  Antonio  Ezeta,  who  was  recently  released  by  the 
Federal  courts  in  San  Francisco,  after  having  been  tried  for 
murder  and  his  extradition  demanded  by  Salvador,  is   now 


A  citizen  of  San  Francisco  has  addressed  a  communica- 
tion to  the  board  of  supervisors,  suggesting  that  when  they 
grant  franchises  for  trolley  electric  roads,  they  should  re- 
quire the  companies  receiving  them  to  maintain  electric 
lights  along  their  lines.  This  is  an  excellent  idea.  The 
Argonaut  has  always  maintained  that  street  railway  com- 
panies should  be  made  to  pay  for  their  franchises — either  in 
the  form  of  a  percentage  of  their  profits  paid  into  the  city 
treasury,  or  in  the  form  of  paving  and  keeping  in  repair  the 
streets  over  which  they  run.  The  franchises  are  valuable — 
they  ought  to  pay  for  them.  It  is  a  good  rule  in  business 
never  to  give  something  for  nothing.  It  is  probable,  from 
the  way  things  look  now,  that  all  the  new  street  railroads  to 
be  constructed  in  San  Francisco  will  be  run  by  electricity 
instead  of  by  the  cable.  If  this  maintenance  of  electric 
lights  be  enforced  by  the  supervisors,  it  will  add  largely 
to  the  attractiveness  of  the  city,  and  will  also  bring  about 
a  decrease  in  crime.  Light  and  criminals  are  deadly  enemies. 
With  many  of  her  streets  lighted  up  by  thousands  of  power- 
ful electric  lamps  maintained  by  the  trolley  companies,  San 
Francisco  at  night  would  be  transformed.  Her  oldest  in- 
habitants would  not  know  her.  It  is  their  belief  that  she  is 
now,  in  point  of  light,  a  modern  city.  She  is  not — she  is  a 
village.  One  of  the  most  ancient  cities  in  Europe — to  wit, 
the  city  of  Rome,  which  is  about  the  same  size  as  San  Fran- 
cisco— has  six  times  as  many  street-lights  as  this  city.  Not 
only  the  great  streets,  like  the  Via  Quirinale,  the  Corso,  and 
the  Via  Babouina  are  brilliantly  lighted,  but  the  old,  narrow, 
and  crooked  vicoie,  or  alleys,  are  as  light  as  day.  Rome  is 
thousands  of  years  old,  and  San  Francisco  has  not  yet 
reached  her  half  century.  Yet  the  ancient  city  is  far  ahead 
of  her  modern  sister  in  this  question  of  street-lighting. 

The  teachers  of  San  Francisco  are  now  working  under  a 
tenure  of  office  law  which  is  most  beneficent  for  them.  It 
is  also,  we  believe,  a  good  law  for  the  public,  and  for  the 
schools,  as  well  as  for  the  teachers,  as  it  brings  out  their 
best  work.  The  law  of  which  we  speak  provides  that 
teachers  shall  only  be  removed  for  certain  causes,  such  as 
incompetence,  immorality,  etc.,  and  after  certain  forms  have 
been  complied  with.  The  result  is  that  the  teachers,  being 
sure  of  retaining  their  positions  so  long  as  they  are  compe- 
tent and  conduct  themselves  properly,  are  freed  from  the 
anxiety  inseparable  from  continual  threatened  changes,  and 
thus  are  enabled  to  do  their  best  work.  On  the  other  hand, 
the  school  directors  find  themselves  deprived  of  much  of  their 
most  cherished  patronage — the  appointment  of  new  school- 
teachers. This  deprivation  is  a  good  thing,  for  some  years  ago 
this  same  patronage  led  to  many  scandals,  pecuniary  and 
other.  Since  the  late  Kate  Kennedy  made  so  brave  a  fight  for 
her  rights,  some  years  ago,  the  board  of  education  has  been 
obliged  to  submit  to  the  decision  of  the  supreme  court,  where 
Miss  Kennedy  carried  her  case,  and  the  school  department 
has  been  comparatively  quiet.  But  the  itch  for  patron- 
age and  power  which  afflicts  so  many  school  directors 
has  broken  out  again.  It  has  taken  the  form  of  an  at- 
tempt to  repeal  the  tenure  of  office  law.  If  that  law 
is  repealed,  every  teacher  will  be  elected  at  the  begin- 
ning of  each  school  year  for  a  period  of  twelve  months. 
At  the  expiration  of  that  time  a  teacher  can  be  quietly 
dropped  by  not  electing  her,  thereby  making  room  for  some 
one  else.  Fancy  the  condition  of  mind  to  which  this  would 
reduce  the.  teachers  of  the  department  as  the  close  of  each 
school  year  approached.  They  would  be  mentally  and  physic- 
ally affected  by  their  anxiety  to  such  an  extent  that  they 
would  be  useless  in  the  school-room.  If  the  public-school 
teachers  of  San  Francisco  desire  to  prevent  the  repeal  of 
this  most  beneficent  law,  they  had  better  see  to  it  that 
the  legislative  nominees  stand  right  upon  this  question.  Let 
the  male  teachers  appoint  a  committee  to  wait  upon  the 
nominees  for  the  senate  and  the  assembly,  and  ascertain 
their  standing  upon  this  question.  We  say  male  teachers 
for  the  reason  that  among  the  legislative  nominees  there  will 
doubtless  be  found  the  usual  number  of  liquor-dealers, 
whose  gin-mills  ladies  would  be  unwilling  to  enter.  Let  the 
committee  secure  the  most  explicit  assurances  from  the 
legislative  nominees  that  they  are  either  for  or  against  the 
repeal  of  the  tenure  of  office  law,  and  then  let  them  pub- 
lish the  result.  In  this  way  the  teachers  may  ascertain  who 
are  their  friends  and  who  are  their  enemies,  and  use  their 
influence  to  send  some  of  the  nominees  to  Sacramento  and 
to  let  some  of  them  stay  at  home. 


It  is  just  about  thirty  years  since  the  British  blondes  took 
New  York  by  storm,  and  now  we  have  another  invasion  of 
English  beauties  to  repel.  These  are  the  Gaiety  girls,  who 
are  playing  at  Daly's  Theatre,  and  the  least  that  can  be  said 
of  them  is  that  they  have  captured  the  town.  The  British 
blondes  of  thirty  years  ago  had  bleached  hair  and  rather 
vulgar  faces  and  dialect ;  their  charm  was  the  splendor  of 
their  figures,  the  vivacity  of  their  conversation,  and  their 
openness  to  conviction.  The  Gaiety  girls  wear  their  own 
hair ;  they  are  pretty  and  refined  in  face  ;  they  are  as  viva- 
cious as  their  predecessors,  but  the  chappies  say  that  their 
hearts  are  of  flint.     Quien  sabe  ? 

As  a  group  on  the  stage,  nothing  lovelier  has  been  seen  in 
New  York  for  many  a  day.  They  do  not  wear  tights. 
Heaven  forbid  !  They  wear  skirts  of  the  regulation  length. 
Dr.  Parkhurst  would  probably  find  material  for  a  sermon  in 
the  wiggles  which  Miss  Cissy  Fitzgerald  introduces  into  her 
dance  ;  to  a  more  liberal  mind,  these  are  a  theme  for  a  song 
or  a  sonnet.  When  Miss  Cissy  sings,  she  is  nice,  but  when 
she  dances,  the  chappies  say  that  she  is  very,  very  naughty. 

The  leading  lady  of  the  Gaiety  troupe  is  Maud  Hobson,  a 
magnificent  creature  who  can  smile  with  rosy  lip,  or  on  oc- 
casion play  Juno  to  Blanche  Massey's  Io,  and  flash  an  eye  like 
Ma's  to  threaten  and  command.  Blanche  is  so  sleek  and 
placid  that  you  quite  understand  her  metamorphosis  into  a 
white  cow,  and  you  can  not  blame  Juno  for  feeling  savage 
over  Jupiter's  attentions.  As  you  watch  her,  you  think  of  an- 
other languishing  beauty  of  whom  it  was  said  : 

"  A  kind  of  sleepy  Venus  seemed  Dudu. 

Yet  very  fit  to  murder  sleep  in  those 
Who  gazed  upon  her  cheeks'  transcendent  hue. 

Her  Attic  forehead,  and  her  Phidian  nose  ; 
Few  angles  were  there  in  her  form,  'tis  true. 

Thinner  she  might  have  been  and  yet  scarce  lose. 
Yet  after  all  'twould  puzzle  to  say  where 
It  would  not  spoil  some  separate  charm  to  pare." 

Decima  Moore  and  Juliette  Neville  remind  old  stagers 
of  the  days  of  Lisa  Weber  and  Pauline  Markham.  When 
they  are  not  dancing,  they  are  singing  ;  whichever  they  do, 
the  spectator,  like  Oliver,  calls  for  more.  As  in  the  old 
days,  too,  the  chappies  crowd  the  stage-door  of  the  theatre 
at  the  time  the  matinee  is  over ;  but  the  thing  is  not  done 
now  so  grandly  as  it  used  to  be  in  the  sixties,  when  the  gov- 
ernment was  printing  a  million  dollars  in  greenbacks  every 
day,  including  Sundays.  Then  my  lady  looked  round  non- 
chalantly for  her  coupe,  in  one  corner  of  which  a  habitue  of 
Wall  Street  might  be  seen  curled  up,  dreaming  of  Erie  and 
Pittsburg.  When  her  ladyship  had  taken  her  seat,  the 
coupe  was  whirled  to  the'  private  entrance  of  Delmonico's, 
and  a  waiter  in  immaculate  full-dress  held  open  the  door  of 
a  cabinet  particulier,  in  which  the  champagne  was  already 
on  ice.  Now  the  chappies  are  on  foot,  beautifully  dressed, 
of  course,  but  they  look  as  if  a  five-dollar  bouquet  would  be 
about  the  measure  of  their  benefactions  ;  and  as  often  as 
not  the  Gaiety  girl  passes  them  with  uptilted  nose  and  a 
damnatory  twist  of  the  shoulder.  Now  and  then,  one  of 
the  prettiest  of  them,  after  a  swift  survey  of  the  crowd  at 
the  stage-door,  springs  to  the  arm  of  a  young  fellow  in  the 
background  and  carries  him  oft"  to  a  snug  little  meal  at  a 
restaurant  in  a  side  street.  There  is  not  so  much  money 
floating  around  as  there  was  when  Plancus  was  consul. 

Many  of  the  girls  live  at  the  Ashland,  under  the  chaperon- 
age  of  good  old  Mrs.  Phelps,  who  is  a  favorite  on  our  stage. 
But  she  is  no  hard-hearted  duenna  to  impose  restrictions  on 
popular  liberty.  She  says  that  when  the  girls  are  not  in  the 
cast,  they  often  go  out  in  the  mornings,  saying  they  will  not 
be  back  till  night  When  they  return,  they  bring  back  the 
greatest  stories  of  what  they  have  seen.  "  You  know,"  says 
the  old  lady,  "they  are  having  an  awfully  jolly  time,  and  are 
getting  as  warm  a  reception  as  they  desire.  Your  American 
young  men  seem  to  have  quite  captured  them,  or  possibly 
have  been  captured  by  them." 

The  girls  say  that  everything  is  new  to  them,  especially 
the  "Johnnies"  and  the  "mash-notes"  which  they  get.  But 
they  admit  that  the  way  the  Johnnies  spend  money  actually 
takes  their  breath  away.  It  appears  that  in  England  the 
young  men  are  not  so  liberal.  But  free-handed  as  the  club- 
men are,  the  Gaiety  girls  exercise  the  divine  right  of  particu- 
lar selection.  A  well-known  clubman,  faultlessly  attired,  with 
a  grand  air  and  a  curled  mustache,  was  observed,  a  day  or 
two  since,  in  the  crowd  outside  the  stage-door,  evidently 
waiting.  Presently  a  trim  little  figure,  with  modest  eyes 
downcast,  steps  through  the  throng.  The  clubman,  removing 
his  hat  and  smiling  blandly,  observes  : 

"Ah  !  delighted.     Did  you  get  my " 

The  little  figure  stops  and  looks  up  with  snapping  eyes. 

"Yes,"  she  answers,  "I  did,  and  I  wish  you  wouldn't 
bother  me  any  more.     There  !  " 

And  to  a  sister  in  art  she  explains  that  she  has  just  given 
the  old  bore  the  "'grand  bounce." 

The  girls  regard  their  visit  to  the  L'nited  Slates  in  the 
light  of  a  lark.  None  of  them  have  husbands,  none  of  them 
mothers  ;  they  appear  to  have  been  born  in  Bohemia,  and  to 
lead,  when  they  are  at  home,  the  Bohemian  life  which 
Trilby  led  with  Us  trois-Angiichcs.  But,  like  her,  they  seem  to 
have  been  born  with  an  instinctive  taste  which  many  women 
of  fortune  strive  vainly  to  acquire.  Ladies  crowd  the  the- 
atre at  matinees,  and  report  that  they  always  get  a  point  in 
millinery  from  the  Gaiety  girls.  Sometimes  it  is  a  system 
of  fluffy  bows  which  fall  over  garden-party  gowns  ;  some- 
times a  lovely  Watteau  Empire  toilet  which  is  like  a  picture  ; 
sometimes  a  bonnet  so  captivating  that  it  is  positively  artistic  ; 
sometimes  a  combination  of  white  and  black  which  over- 
powers all  combinations  of  color  ;  sometimes  a  ; 
gauntlets  which  are  an  inspiration.  Even-  n 
son  in  the  art  of  dressing.  1 

New  YORK,  October  6,  1S94. 


J 


8 


THE        ARGONAUT. 


October  15,  1894. 


LITERARY    NOTES. 


Personal  and  Miscellaneous  Gossip. 
Oliver  Wendell  Holmes,  the  dean  of  American 
letters,  died  at  his  home  in  Boston  on  Sunday, 
October  7th,  in  his  eighty-sixth  year.  Born  on 
August  29,  1809,  he  has  been  a  prominent  figure 
in  the  literary  history  of  America,  from  the  days 
of  Prescotl  and  Washington  Irving  down  to  the 
present  time,  his  name  being  intimately  connected 
with  those  of  Emerson,  Longfellow,  Dr.  Holland, 
and  James  Russell  Lowell  in  the  brightest  days  of 
Boston's  intellectual  ascendency.  A  brief  list  of 
his  literary  works — he  wrote  much  on  medicine  also 
— is  as  follows  : 

"The  Autocrat  of  the  Breakfast-Table"  (1859),  "The 
Professor  at  the  Breakfast-Table"  (i860),  "The  Poet  at 
the  Breakfast-Table"  (1873),  "The  New  Portfolio" 
(1S86),  and  "  Over  the  Teacups  "  (1800);  "Elsie  Venner" 
(1861)  and  "The  Guardian  Angel"  (1868) ;  "Poems" 
(1836),  "Urania"  (1846),  "Astrea"  (1850),  "Songs  in 
Many  Keys"  (1861),  "Soundings  from  the  Atlantic." 
essays  {1S63),  "Mechanism  in  Thought  and  Morals" 
(1871),  "  Songs  of  Many  Seasons  "  (1874),  "  The  School- 
Boy  "  (1878),  "John  Lothrop  Motley:  A  Memoir"  (1878), 
"  The  Iron  Gate  and  Other  Poems  "  (1SS0),  "  Pages  from 
an  Old  Volume  of  Life"  (1883),  "  Life  of  Ralph  Waldo 
Emerson"  {1S84),  "A  Mortal  Antipathy"  (1885).  "One 
Hundred  Days  in  Europe  "  (1887),  and  "  Before  the  Cur- 
few and  Other  Poems"  (1888). 

"  Woman's  Share  in  Primitive  Culture,"  by  Otis 
Tufton  Mason,  of  the  United  States  National 
Museum,  is  to  be  published  shortly  by  D.  Appleton 
&  Co.  as  the  first  volume  in  the  Anthropological 
Series,  edited  by  Professor  Frederick  Starr,  of  the 
University  of  Chicago. 

Pierre  Loti  calls  his  opening  account  of  bis  re- 
cent journey  from  Cairo  to  Palestine  "  Le  Desert." 
This  is  to  be  followed  by  a  more  important  paper, 
entitled  "Jerusalem." 

The  book  by  the  English  academician,  Stacy 
Marks,  in  which  appear  a  number  of  Frederick 
Walker's  drawings,  is  coming  from  the  press. 
Those  who  have  delighted  in  Du  Maurier's  Little 
Billee  will  be  curious  to  see  the  work  of  the  dead 
youth  who  suggested  the  character. 

A  translation  of  Maurice  Maeterlinck's  "  Pelleas 
and  Melisande  "  is  to  be  published  in  Boston.  It 
has  been  made  by  Mr.  Erving  Winslow. 

An  anonymous  subscriber  recently  sent  the  sum 
of  one  thousand  dollars  toward  the  fund  which  has 
been  opened  for  erecting  a  monument  to  Guy  de 
Maupassant.  A  similar  sum  has  been  subscribed 
by  the  Minister  of  Public  Instruction  in  Paris,  and 
the  total  amount  received  is  now  about  three  thou- 
sand dollars. 

"  City  Government  in  the  United  States,"  by  the 
Hon.  Alfred  R.  Conkling,  is  to  be  published  imme- 
diately by  D.  Appleton  &  Co.  The  author  has 
learned  his  subject  by  actual  experience  as  an  alder- 
man of  New  York,  a  member  of  the  assembly,  and 
a  leader  in  municipal  reform  movements.  He  de- 
scribes the  departments  for  conducting  the  city's 
business,  the  methods,  and  the  abuses,  illustrated 
by  references  not  only  to  the  various  American 
cities,  but  also  to  Paris,  London,  Glasgow,  Birming- 
ham, and  Berlin,  which  he  has  visited  and  studied 
in  the  preparation  of  this  book. 

Lieutenant-Colonel  Haggard,  brother  of  Rider 
Haggard,  will  soon  publish  another  novel,  "  Tem- 
pest Torn.''  It  is  a  work  of  stirring  incident,  chiefly 
in  India,  and  deals  with  so  me.  of  the  secrets  of  the 
wise  men  of  the  East. 

Hall  Caine  recently  said  of  "The  Manxman"  : 
"  Hardly  one  passage  of  it  was  written  with  pen  in 
hand.  I  used  to  wake  early  in  the  morning,  usually 
about  five  o'clock,  prop  myself  up  in  bed,  and,  with  closed 
eyes,  think  out  my  work  for  the  day,  until  not  only  the 
thing  took  shape,  but  every  passage  found  expression. 
About  eight  o'clock  I  would  get  up  and  hurriedly  write 
down  the  words.  This  would  occupy  about  an  hour,  and 
then  I  would  do  nothing  but  read  until  evening,  when  1 
spent  another  hour  in  revising  or  rewriting  what  I  had 
written  in  the  morning,  and  the  rest  of  the  night  in  plan- 
ning the  work  for  the  following  day." 

The  Duchesse  de  Gontaut,  whose  "Memoirs" 
are  soon  to  be  published,  knew  Napoleon,  Welling- 
ton, and  many  other  celebrated  persons.  The 
memoirs  cover  a  period  of  more  than  fifty  years. 

The  second  and  concluding  volume  of  Mr. 
Edgar  S.  Maclay's  important  work,  "  A  History 
of  the  United  States  Navy,"  to  be  published  im- 
mediately by  D.  Appleton  &  Co.,  depicts  the 
closing  scenes  of  the  War  of  1812,  the  history  of 
the  navy  down  to  the  Civil  War,  naval  happenings 
of  importance  since  the  war  down  to  the  launching 
of  the  Columbia,  and  the  building  up  of  the  new 
navy.  The  volume  contains  many  illustrations,  an 
index,  and  a  complete  list  of  the  present  navy. 

Archdeacon  Farrar's  book  on  "  The  Life  of 
Christ  as  Represented  in  Art''  will  probably  be 
ready  for  publication  before  Christmas.  It  is  re- 
ported that  this  book  will  show  how  widely  the 
churches  of  to-day  differ  in  their  theological  views 
from  the  simplicity  of  the  early  church. 

"  Eclectic  Shorthand,"   by  J.   G.  Cross,  M.  A., 

which  is  published  by  S.  C.  Griggs  &  Co.,  is  now 

in    its  forty-first  edition— a  fact  which    speaks  vol- 

'mer.for  the  system  it  teaches.     Its  principles  can 

Tied  in  a  short  time,  and  practice  will  soon 

un  the  writer's  speed  up  to  the  rapidity  of  ordi- 

pcech.     There  is  scarcely  any  modern  cm- 


ployment  in  which  proficiency  in  the  art  it  teaches 
will  not  prove  of  immense  value. 

Charles  Dana  Gibson,  the  well-known  artist, 
whose  illustrations  in  the  magazines  and  cartoons 
in  Life  are  so  favorably  known,  is  preparing  a  very 
handsome  book  of  his  drawings,  consisting  of 
nearly  one  hundred  of  the  best  things  he  has  done, 
with  a  breezy  figure  of  Mr.  Gibson's  typical  Amer- 
ican girl  printed  on  Japan  paper  for  the  cover. 
This  is  the  first  collection  of  Mr.  Gibson's  draw- 
ings which  has  been  made. 


OLD    FAVORITES. 


Poems  by  Olk'cr  Wendell  Holmes. 


The  Last  Leaf. 
1  saw  him  once  before, 
As  he  passed  by  the  door, 

And  again 
The  pavement  stones  resound. 
As  he  totters  o'er  the  ground 

With  his  cane. 

They  say  that  in  his  prime, 
Ere  the  pruning- knife  of  Time 

Cut  him  down, 
Not  a  better  man  was  found 
By  the  Crier  on  his  round 

Through  the  town. 

But  now  he  walks  the  streets, 
And  he  looks  at  all  he  meets 

Sad  and  wan, 
And  he  shakes  his  feeble  head. 
That  it  seems  as  if  he  said, 

"  They  are  gone." 

The  mossy  marbles  rest 

On  the  lips  that  he  has  prest 

In  their  bloom. 
And  the  names  he  loved  to  hear 
Have  been  carved  for  many  a  year 

On  the  tomb. 

My  grandmamma  has  said — 
Poor  old  lady,  she  is  dead 

Long  ago — 
That  he  had  a  Roman  nose, 
And  his  cheek  was  like  a  rose 

In  the  snow. 

But  now  his  nose  is  thin 
And  it  rests  upon  his  chin 

Like  a  staff. 
And  a  crook  is  in  his  back, 
And  a  melancholy  crack 

In  his  laugh. 

I  know  it  is  a  sin 
For  me  to  sit  and  grin 

At  him  here ; 
But  the  old  three-cornered  hat. 
And  the  breeches,  and  all  that. 

Are  so  queer  ! 

And  if  I  should  live  to  be 
The  last  leaf  upon  the  tree 

In  the  spring, 
Let  them  smile,  as  I  do  now, 
At  the  old  forsaken  bough 

Where  I  cling. 

The     Deacon's     Masterpiece,    or    the    Wonderful 
"  One-Hoss  Shay." 

A   LOGICAL  STORY. 
Have  you  heard  of  the  wonderful  one-hoss  shay,- 
That  was  buUt  in  such  a  logical  way. 
It  ran  a  hundred  years  to  a  day, 
And  then,  of  a  sudden,  it — ah,  but  stay, 
I'll  tell  you  what  happened  without  delay, 
Scaring  the  parson  into  fits, 
Frightening  people  out  of  their  wits — 
Have  you  ever  heard  of  that,  I  say? 

Seventeen  hundred  and  fifty-five. 
Georgius  Sccundus  was  then  alive — 
Snuffy  old  drone  Irom  the  German  hive. 
That  was  the  year  when  Lisbon-town 
Saw  the  earth  open  and  gulp  her  down, 
And  Eraddock's  army  was  done  so  brown. 
Left  without  a  scalp  to  its  crown. 
It  was  on  the  terrible  Earthquake-day 
That  the  Deacon  finished  the  one-hoss  shay. 

Now  in  building  of  chaises,  I  tell  you  what, 
There  is  always  sontewkerz  a  weakest  spot — 
In  hub,  tire,  felloe,  in  spring  or  thill, 
In  panel,  or  crossbar,  or  floor,  or  sill, 
In  screw,  bolt,  thoroughbrace — lurking  still. 
Find  it  somewhere  you  must  and  will- 
Above  or  below,  or  within  or  without — 
And  that's  the  reason,  beyond  a  doubt, 
A  chaise  breaks  do~,vn,  but  doesn't  wear  out. 

But  the  Deacon  swore  (as  Deacon's  do, 
With  an  "  I  dew  vum."  or  an  "  1  teWyeou  "), 
He  would  build  one  shay  to  beat  the  taown 
'N'  the  keounty  'n'  all  the  kentry  raoun'  ; 
It  should  be  so  built  that  it  couldn't  break  daown  : 
"  For,"  said  the  Deacon,  "'t's  mighty  plain 
Thut  the  weakes'  place  mus'  stan'  the  strain  ; 
'N'  the  way  t'  fix  it,  uz  1  maintain, 
Is  only  jest 
T'  make  that  place  uz  strong  uz  the  rest." 

So  the  Deacon  inquired  of  the  village  folk 

Where  he  could  find  the  strongest  oak. 

That  couldn't  be  split  nor  bent  nor  broke — 

That  was  for  spokes  and  floor  and  sills  ; 

He  sent  for  lancewood  to  make  the  thills  ; 

The  crossbars  were  ash,  from  the  straightest  trees; 

The  panels  of  white-wood,  that  cuts  like  cheese, 

But  lasts  like  iron  for  things  like  these  ; 

The  hubs  of  logs  from  the  "  Settler's  ellum  "— 

Last  of  its  limber— they  couldn't  sell  'em, 

Never  an  axe  had  seen  their  chips, 

And  the  wedges  flew  from  between  their  lips, 

Their  blunt  ends  frizzled  like  celery-tips  ; 


Step  and  prop-iron,  bolt  and  screw. 
Spring,  tire,  axle,  and  linchpin  too, 
Steel  of  the  finest,  bright  and  blue  ; 
Thoroughbrace  bison-skin,  thick  and  wide  ; 
Boot,  top.  dasher,  from  tough  old  hide 
Found  in  the  pit  when  the  tanner  died. 
That  was  the  way  he  "  put  her  through." — 
'"  There  !  "  said  the  Deacon,  "  naow  she'll  dew." 

Do  !     I  tell  you,  I  rather  guess 

She  was  a  wonder,  and  nothing  less  ! 

Colts  grew  horses,  beards  turn'd  gray. 

Deacon  and  deaconess  dropp'd  away, 

Children  and  grandchildren— where  were  they? 

But  there  stood  the  stout  old  one-hoss  shay. 

As  fresh  as  on  Lisbon -earthquake-day  ! 

Eighteen  Hundred — it  came  and  found 
The  Deacon's  masterpiece  strong  and  sound. 
Eighteen  hundred  increased  by  ten  ; 
"  Hahnsum  kerridge"  they  call'd  it  then. 
Eighteen  hundred  and  twenty  came — 
Running  as  usual;  much  the  same. 
Thirty  and  forty  at  last  arrive, 
And  then  come  fifty,  and  fifty-five. 

Little  of  all  we  value  here 

Wakes  on  the  morn  of  its  hundredth  year 

Without  both  feeling  and  looking  queer. 

In  fact,  there's  nothing  that  keeps  its  youth, 

So  far  as  1  know,  but  a  tree  and  truth. 

(This  is  a  moral  that  runs  at  large  ; 

Take  it — vou're  welcome — no  extra  charge.) 

First  of  November — the  Earthquake-day — 
There  are  traces  of  age  in  the  one-hoss  shay. 
A  general  flavor  of  mfld  decay — 
But  nothing  local,  as  one  may  say. 
There  couldn't  be — for  the  Deacon's  art 
Had  made  it  so  like  in  every  part 
That  there  wasn't  a  chance  for  one  to  start. 
For  the  wheels  were  just  as  strong  as  the  thills. 
And  the  floor  was  just  as  strong  as  the  sills, 
And  the  panels  just  as  strong  as  the  floor, 
And  the  whippletree  neither  less  nor  more, 
And  the  back  crossbar  as  strong  as  the  fore. 
And  spring  and  axle  and  hub  encore. 
And  yet,  as  a  whole,  it  is  past  a  doubt, 
In  another  hour  it  will  be  -worn  out ! 

First  of  November,  'Fifty-five  ! 
This  morning  the  parson  takes  a  drive. 
Now,  small  boys,  get  out  of  the  way  ! 
Here  comes  the  wonderful  one-hoss  shay, 
Drawn  by  a  rat-tail'd,  ewe-neck'd  bay. 
'  Huddup  !  "  said  the  parson — off  went  they. 

The  parson  was  working  his  Sunday's  text — 

Had  got  to  fifthly,  and  stopp'd  perplex'd 

At  what  the — Moses — was  coming  next. 

All  at  once  the  horse  stood  still, 

Close  by  the  meet'n'-house  on  the  hill. — 

First  a  shiver,  and  then  a  thrill, 

Then  something  decidedly  like  a  spill — 

And  the  parson  was  sitting  upon  a  rock, 

At  half-past  nine  by  the  meet'n'-house  clock — 

Just  the  hour  of  the  earthquake  shock  ! 

What  do  you  think  the  parson  found, 

When  he  got  up  and  stared  around? 

The  poor  old  chaise  in  a  heap  or  mound. 

As  if  it  had  been  to  the  mill  and  ground  ! 

You  see,  of  course,  if  you're  not  a  dunce, 

How  it  went  to  pieces  all  at  once — 

All  at  once,  and  nothing  first — 

Just  as  bubbles  do  when  they  burst. 

End  of  the  wonderful  one-hoss  shay. 
Logic  is  logic.     That's  all  I  say. 

My  Aunt. 
My  taunt  :  my  dear  unmarried  aunt  : 

Long  years  have  o'er  her  flown  ; 
Yet  still  she  strains  the  aching  clasp 

That  binds  her  virgin  zone  ; 
1  know  it  hurts  her — though  she  looks 

As  cheerful  as  she  can  ; 
Her  waist  is  ampler  than  her  life, 

For  life  is  but  a  span. 

My  aunt  !  my  poor  deluded  aunt  ! 

Her  hair  is  almost  gray ; 
Why  will  she  train  that  winter  curl 

In  such  a  spring-like  way  ? 
How  can  she  lay  her  glasses  down, 

And  say  she  reads  as  well, 
When,  through  a  double  convex  lens, 

She  just  makes  out  to  spell? 
Her  father— grandpapa  !  forgive 

This  erring  lip  its  smiles — 
Vowed  she  should  make  the  finest  girl 

Within  a  hundred  miles  ; 
He  sent  her  to  a  stylish  school ; 

'Twas  in  her  thirteenth  June  ; 
And  with  her,  as  the  rules  required, 
"  Two  towels  and  a  spoon." 
They  braced  my  aunt  against  a  board, 

To  make  her  straight  and  tall ; 
They  laced  her  up,  they  starved  her  down, 

To  make  her  light  and  small ; 
They  pinched  her  feet,  they  singed  her  hair, 

They  screwed  it  up  with  pins  ; 
Oh,  never  mortal  suffered  more 

In  penance  for  her  sins. 

So,  when  my  precious  aunt  was  done, 

My  grandsire  brought  her  back 
(By  daylight,  lest  some  rabid  youth 

Might  follow  on  the  track) ; 
"  Ah  !  "  said  my  grandsire,  as  he  shook 

Some  powder  in  his  pan, 
"  What  could  this  lovely  creature  do 

Against  a  desperate  man  !" 
Alas  !  nor  chariot,  nor  barouche, 

Nor  bandit  cavalcade, 
Tore  from  the  trembling  father's  arms 

His  all -accompli  shed  maid. 
For  her  how  happy  had  it  been  ! 

And  Heaven  had  spared  to  me 
To  see  one  sad,  ungathered  rose 

On  my  ancestral  tree. 


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LITERARY    NOTES. 


New  Publications. 
"Little   Miss   Faith;  The   Story   of  a   Country 
Week  at  Falcons-Heights,"  by  Grace  Le  Baron,  a 
pretty  story  for  little  girls,  has  been  published  by 
Lee  &  Shepard,  Boston  ;  price,  75  cents. 

"The  New  Garden  of  Eden,"  by  Martha  J. 
Wright,  a  long  poem  and  a  dissertation  on  religion, 
morality,  and  sociology,  has  been  published  by 
Bancroft  &  Co.,  San  Francisco  ;  price,  50  cents. 

Charlotte  Dunning's  novel,  "  Upon  a  Cast," 
which  has  not  lost  its  popularity  in  the  nine  years 
since  it  was  published,  has  been  brought  out  in 
Harper's  Quarterly,  issued  by  Harper  &  Brothers, 
New  York  ;  price,  50  cents. 

"  Gerald  Ffrench's  Friends,"  by  George  H.  Jes- 
sop,  a  book  of  six  short  stories  of  an  Irish  journal- 
ist's experiences  on  the  Pacific  Coast  between  1873 
and  1878,  has  been  re-issued  in  the  Longmans' 
Paper  Library  published  by  Longmans,  Green  & 
Co.,  New  York  ;  price,  50  cents. 

"  Brother  Against  Brother  ;  or,  The  War  on  the 
Border,"  by  Oliver  Optic,  a  story  of  the  Civil  War 
in  which  the  two  heroes  leave  their  family  in  one 
of  the  border  States  and  fight,  the  one  for  the 
North  and  the  other  for  the  South,  has  been  pub- 
lished in  the  Blue  and  the  Gray  Series  by  Lee  & 
Shepard,  Boston  ;  price,  $1.50. 

The  twenty-fifth  volume  of  the  handsome  new 
Dryburgh  Edition  of  Sir  Walter  Scott's  Waverley 
Novels  contains  "The  Surgeon's  Daughter"  and 
"Castle  Dangerous,"  with  notes  and  glossary  of 
words  and  phrases.  As  this  volume  is  the  last  of 
the  series,  it  contains  an  index  to  the  entire  set. 
Published  by  Macmillan  &  Co.,  New  York  ;  price, 
$1.25. 

"The  Old,  Old  Story,"  by  Rosa  Nouchette 
Carey,  which  is  a  long,  long  story  of  nearly  five 
hundred  pages,  begins  with  the  death  of  Lady  Car, 
which  was  a  very  serious  matter  in  the  little  pro- 
vincial circle  in  which  she  lived,  and  finally  sees  her 
brother,  "  the  squire,"  married  to  a  young  woman 
who  rejoices  in  the  name  of  Gloden.  Published 
by  the  J.  B.  Lippincott  Company,  Philadelphia  ; 
price,  $1.00. 

"The  Trail  of  the  Sword"  is  Gilbert  Parker's 
new  story  of  New  France.  The  action  begins  in 
New  York,  where  Frontenac's  embassador  meets  a 
Boston  girl  and  fights  a  duel  that  night  with  her 
New  England  lover.  He  does  not  marry  her,  how- 
ever, but  he  carries  her  memory  with  him  through 
his  many  adventures  on  the  icy  plains  of  Hudson 
Bay,  on  the  Spanish  Main,  and  wherever  else  Mr. 
Parker's  fertile  fancy  takes  him.  Published  by 
D.  Appleton  &  Co.,  New  York  ;  price,  51.00. 

Mrs.  Alice  Morse  Earle's  latest  book  on  the 
customs  of  our  ancestors  is  "Costume  of  Colonial 
Times."  In  a  brief  "foreword"  she  tells  the 
sources  from  which  she  has  gathered  her  material — 
old  newspapers,  wills,  and  the  like.  The  body  of 
the  work  is  divided  into  two  parts,  a  "  History  of 
Colonial  Dress  "  and  ' '  Costume  of  Colonial  Times," 
the  latter  being  a  dictionary  of  the  dress  of  Ameri- 
cans, both  in  New  England  and  in  the  South,  a 
century  ago.  Published  by  Charles  Scribner's 
Sons,  New  York  ;  price,  $1.25. 

The  third  set  of  two  volumes  in  the  Napoleon 
romances  is  "  The  She- Wolves  of  Machecoul,"  by 
Alexandre  Dumas.  This  story,  which  has  to  do 
with  the  attempt  of  the  Duchesse  de  Berry  to  in- 
cite a  rebellion  against  the  government  of  the 
"  Citizen  King"  in  La  Vendee  in  1832,  is  an  un- 
abridged translation,  as  are  all  the  volumes  in  this 
series    of    the    romances    of    Alexandre    Dumas. 


Pears' 

soap  brings 
health  and 
the  color  of 
health  to 
many  a  sal- 
low skin. 


Many  of  the  scenes  and  characters  are  almost 
transcripts  from  history.  In  the  last  volume  is 
also  given  "The  Corsican  Brothers,"  from  which 
the  famous  play  is  taken.  Published  by  Little, 
Brown  &  Co.,  Boston  ;  price,  $1.50. 

Archibald  Forbes,  the  famous  war  correspondent, 
has  tried  his  hand  at  fiction,  producing  a  highly  in- 
teresting story  for  boys.  It  is  entitled  "Czar  and 
Sultan,"  and  relates  the  adventures  of  a  British 
lad  in  the  Russo-Turkish  War  of  1887-8.  The 
boy,  the  son  of  a  grain-merchant  in  Rustchuk, 
speaks  both  Turkish  and  Bulgarian,  and  is  hired  as 
interpreter  by  one  of  a  party  of  English  and  Ameri- 
can war  correspondents.  He  goes  with  the  staff  of 
several  Russian  divisions,  witnesses  the  crossing  of 
the  Danube  and  the  battles  of  Shipka  Pass,  is  in 
personal  relations  with  Gourko  and  Skobeleff,  and 
follows  the  war  to  its  end  in  the  treaty  of  San 
Stefano.  Mr.  Forbes  has  been  all  over  this  ground 
himself,  and  he  describes  many  instances  of  the 
campaign  with  graphic  power.  The  book  is  illus- 
trated with  several  portraits  and  four  special  draw- 
ings ;  it  is  to  be  regretted  that  a  map  has  not  been 
incorporated  in  the  volume.  Published  by  Charles 
Scribner's  Sons,  New  York  ;  price,  $2.00. 

Mrs.  Mary  Hallock  Foote's  "  Cceur  d'Alene," 
having  been  finished  in  one  of  the  magazines,  has 
been  issued  in  book-form.  It  is  a  story  of  the 
labor  troubles  in  the  Idaho  mountains  in  the  sum- 
mer of  1892.  The  hero  is  a  young  Englishman 
who  is  sent  by  his  father,  one  of  the  owners  of 
certain  mining  property,  to  examine  into  the  work- 
ings of  the  mine  and  the  demands  of  the  Miners' 
Union.  He  is  disguised,  of  course,  and  is  em- 
ployed as  a  common  miner,  and  the  reports  he 
sends  to  his  principals  reveal  an  astonishing  state  of 
affairs.  But  the  drunken  and  dishonest  superin- 
tendent has  a  handsome  daughter  with  whom  the 
young  fellow  falls  in  love,  and  from  this  situation 
Mrs.  Foote  develops  an  exceedingly  interesting 
story.  There  are  several  thrilling  incidents  taken 
from  real  life  in  the  tale,  but  it  will  not  go  far  to- 
ward solving  the  labor  problem.  Published  by 
Houghton,  Mifflin  &  Co.,  Boston  ;  price,  $1.25. 

The  second  volume  of  the  Columbian  University 
Biological  Series  is  "  Amphioxus  and  the  Ancestry 
of  the  Vertebrates,"  by  Arthur  Willey,  tutor  in  bi- 
ology in  Columbia  College.  The  volume  considers 
the  problem  of  the  ancestry  of  the  vertebrates 
from  the  standpoint  of  the  anatomy  and  develop- 
ment of  Amphioxus  and  other  members  of  the 
same  group.  The  introduction  gives  a  brief  his- 
torical sketch  of  the  speculations  of  the  celebrated 
anatomists  and  embryologists,  from  St.  Hilare  to 
our  own  day.  The  next  chapter  compares  the 
anatomy  of  Amphioxus  with  that  of  higher  verte- 
brates. The  third  chapter  describes  the  larval  de- 
velopment of  Amphioxus,  while  the  fourth  deals 
with  the  relationships  of  the  Ascidians.  Other 
allied  forms  are  described,  and  the  work  concludes 
with  a  series  of  discussions,  in  which  it  is  attempted 
to  define  certain  general  principles  of  evolution  by 
which  the  descent  of  the  vertebrates  from  inverte- 
brate ancestors  may  be  supposed  to  have  taken 
place.  The  work  contains  an  extensive  bibliogra- 
phy, full  notes,  and  one  hundred  and  thirty-five 
illustrations.  Published  by  Macmillan  &  Co.,  New 
York  ;  price,  $2.50. 

"An  Altar  of  Earth,"  by  Thymol  Monk,  is  a 
story  that  one  will  read  in  an  hour,  but  it  will  not 
be  forgotten  so  quickly.  The  scene  is  laid  in  Eng- 
land, and  the  two  young  women  who  are  its  chief 
personages  are  of  the  William  Morris  school  of 
socialists — keenly  appreciative  of  the  beauties  of 
nature  and  of  the  products  of  artistic  handicraft. 
One  of  them  loves  a  man,  but  "  he  would  want  me 
to  go  his  way,  to  think  his  thoughts,  to  see  with  his 
eyes.  And  the  worst  of  it  is  that  I  should  like  to  do 
it.  I  care  for  him  so  much — I  have  cared  for  him  for 
years.  Only,  ought  one  to  give  up  entirely  ?  There 
are  other  things.  ...  I  want  to  help  things  for- 
ward a  little — to  work  a  little  for  the  people.  .  .  . 
Then  there  are  the  children — the  responsibility  of 
giving  life  is  so  great."  The  other  girl,  Daphne, 
calmly  advises  her  not  to  have  children  ;  but  she 
has  never  loved.  But  she  is  wistful  at  times  :  "  A 
touching  of  the  lips,"  she  said  to  herself,  "  a  little 
touching  of  the  labial  surfaces,  and  the  world 
turns  over.  It  is  unsatisfactory  and  a  waste  of 
time  ;  yet  one  would  like  to  know  for  one's  self." 
Daphne  does  come  near  to  returning  the  love  of  a 
young  physician,  but  they  both  know  that,  while 
apparently  in  the  best  of  health,  she  is  the  marked 
victim  of  a  disease  that  will  kill  her  in  two 
years.  She  does  not  want  to  die,  she  is  so 
young  and  there  is  so  much  to  do  in  the  world  ; 
but  suddenly  there  dawns  on  her  the  opportunity 
to  do  much,  at  the  price  of  the  greatest  sacrifice  a 
woman  can  make,  and  she  makes  it,  though,  in- 
stead of  honor,  it  can  bring  her  only  shame.  But 
we  must  not  give  too  much  of  the  story,  which  is 
rather  morbid.  It  is  a  decidedly  morbid  tale,  in 
fact,  in  spite  of  its  atmosphere  of  sunshine  and  the 
fragrance  of  the  pine  and  heather,  and  its  pathos 
clings  in  the  memory  quite  as  persistently  as  the 
whimsical  sallies  of  the  merry  girl  who  made  this 
"  sacrifice  to  Pan."  The  literary  distinction  of  the 
tale  is  unmistakable,  and  the  characters — notably 
those  of  Daphne  and  Mr.  Barritt,  the  sleek  sen- 
sualist— are  very  deftly  drawn.  Published  by  G. 
P.  Putnam's  Sons,  New  York  ;  price,  $1.00. 


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Every  year,  at  the  opening  of  the  theatrical  sea- 
son, there  is  the  annual  asking  of  the  annual  ques- 
tions :  What  does  the  public  like  in  the  way  of 
plays?  How  is  the  taste  of  the  constant  theatre- 
goer going  to  turn  this  season  ?  Is  the  classic  drama 
dead,  or  is  Shakespeare  going  to  be  a  stronger 
drawing-card  than  he  was  in  the  days  of  Betterton 
and  Burbadge  ? 

Now  especially  are  these  questions — with  plenty 
of  new  ones  added — asked  with  even  more  interest 
than  usual.  Like  every  other  art,  the  drama  is 
agitated  by  the  stirring  spirit  of  the  times.  Sub- 
jects of  momentous  import,  serious  problems, 
queries  on  vexed  points  of  ethical  doctrine,  have 
shouldered  their  way  in  where  once  nothing  was 
found  but  the  desire  to  minister  to  the  sense  of 
beauty  and  the  love  of  amusement. 

The  seething  questions  that  at  this  over-full  cent- 
ury-end have  begun  to  boil  and  bubble  over  into 
every  channel,  have  poured  into  the  drama.  For 
through  the  stage  the  public  is  reached  more 
quickly,  is  influenced  more  powerfully,  than  by  any 
other  artistic  medium.  Who  bothers  to  read  a 
book  putting  forward  some  new  and  striking  theory, 
when  one  can  see  the  same  theory  set  forth  with  all 
the  cbarm  of  reality  in  a  good  play  ?  The  realism 
of  the  theatre  is  to  the  realism  of  the  book  what 
the  doll  with  clothes  that  will  really  hook  and  but- 
ton is  to  that  lifeless  rag-baby  whose  wardrobe  is 
all  sewed  into  her  sawdust- stuffed  anatomy. 

So  on  to  the  stage  the  vital  questions  have  come, 
pushing  and  crowding,  jamming  the  conservative, 
old  romances  back  against  the  wall,  and  driving  the 
poor,  genial,  florid  melodramas  into  the  wings  and 
up  against  the  side-scenes,  for  the  vital  questions 
are  too  new  and  too  much  in  earnest  to  be  very 
considerate  of  others'  toes  and  feelings.  The  ones 
that  they  have  met  fairly  and  squarely  on  the  mid- 
dle of  the  stage,  who  have  disputed  and  are  still 
disputing  the  boards  with  them,  are  those  examples 
of  the  weird  and  strange  in  the  mimic  art  which 
are  roughly  massed  together  under  the  name  of  the 
New  Drama.  The  New  Drama,  with  the  vitality 
of  all  new,  fresh,  untired  things,  is  preparing  to 
fight  for  its  life,  and  there  are  enough  people  who 
like  novelty — and  more  people  who  follow  those 
that  like  novelty — to  make  quite  a  formidable  back- 
ing. 

But,  though  the  attack  of  these  battalions  of  the 
Novel  and  the  Untried  is  vigorous,  the  Old  and 
Established  are  still  fortified  in  the  stronghold. 
Looking  over  the  summary  of  the  coming  the- 
atrical season,  both  m  New  York  and  London,  one 
sees  therein  plays  to  meet  every  taste.  It  seems  as 
if  every  class  of  theatrical  entertainment  is  to  be 
well  represented  this  year.  The  battle  for  promi- 
nence is  not  to  be  between  two  great  factions,  as 
was  the  great  battle  of  the  classicists  and  roman- 
ticists in  Paris  in  1830.  It  is  a  battle  between  half 
a  dozen  warring  sects. 

Farce  comedy  is  going  to  put  on  the  gloves  and 
do  a  little  sparring  with  Shakespeare.  The  French 
heroines  of  the  emotional  type — those  well-dressed 
sinners  who  run  away  with  their  lovers  in  the  third 
act,  and  in  the  fourth  come  back  and  die  of  con- 
sumption in  the  arms  of  their  weeping  husbands- 
are  going  to  enter  the  arena  with  the  lofty,  self- 
sufficing,  serene,  and  nerveless  New  Women,  who 
regard  both  husbands  and  lovers  with  a  majestic 
contempt.  The  grandiose  hero  of  melodrama,  with 
his  splendid  sentiments  and  his  Titanic  achieve- 
ments, his  cast-iron  virtues  and  rampant  sense  of 
honor,  will  measure  his  strength  with  the  indiffer- 
ent young  man,  who  is  the  central  figure  in  the 
New  Drama,  who  has  not  a  conviction  to  his  name, 
a  definite  idea  as  to  right  and  wrong  in  his  head, 
and  possesses  that  unhappy,  modern  faculty  of 
looking  at  all  sides  of  a  question  with  an  equally 
impartial  approval  and  interest.  The  self-reliant 
and  magnificent  woman  of  many  adventures  and 
wide  experience  of  life,  who  has  wrought  out  her 
own  code  of  ethics  from  observation  and  bitter  ex- 
periences, the  Magda-women  of  the  vital-question 
plays,  will  struggle  for  popular  favor  with  the 
sprightly  stars  of  the  comic-opera  stage.  Magda 
and  the  heroine  of  "  Sowing  the  Wind"  will  rub 
elbows  with  Lillian  Russell  and  Marie  Tempest,  in 
their  paint,  their  powder,  and  their  diamonds. 

Even  the  old  prophesies  of  some  years  back  are 

not  being   fulfilled.      Old   plays  of  a  past  epoch, 

that   we   thought    were    laid    peacefully  away    in 

lavender,   have   been    taken    down,    shaken    out, 

brushed,   and  dusted,  and  offered  us  once  again. 

was  a  happy,  hopeful  time  a  few  years  ago 

'--ople  thought  that  the   French   emotional 

as  going  to  go  into  retreat.     Its  most  able 

rpreters  were  getting  on,  not  into  the  sere  and 


yellow  leaf,  for  in  stage-land  nobody  does  anything 
so  commonplace  as  that,  but  into  a  condition  of 
lazy  opulence  or  lazier  adipose  tissue.  But  these 
fond  hopes  were  only  born  to  be  crushed.  We 
hear  already  that  the  Assyrian  is  coming  down  like 
a  wolf  on  the  fold  in  the  shape  of  an  English  star, 
with  a  repertoire  rich  with  French  adaptations. 
This  lady.  Miss  Olga  Nethersole,  is  going  to  open 
an  American  season  in  New  York  shortly  with  sev- 
eral old  favorites,  on  which  the  mossy  marbles 
ought  to  have  been  laid  years  ago. 

Miss  Nethersole  does  not  spare  us.  She  is  going 
to  do  "  Camille."  To  be  sure,  it  is  a  new  version, 
called  ' '  Marguerite  Gautier,"  but  what's  in  a 
name  ?  "  Camille,"  by  any  other  name,  would  be 
just  as  dreadful  an  infliction.  If  these  enterprising 
stars  keep  on  resuscitating  this  worn-out,  thread- 
bare drama,  we  shall  soon  have  to  learn  how  sub- 
lime a  thing  it  is  to  suffer  and  be  strong.  Another 
play  in  her  repertoire  is  a  new  translation  of 
Dumas's  "  Denise,"  one  of  the  plays  in  which 
Dumas,  under  that  little  pretense  of  moralizing 
of  which  he  is  so  fond,  stirs  up  all  the  mud  in  the 
pool.  This  singular  revival  of  a  type  of  drama,  by 
many  thought  to  be  very  far  gone  on  its  last  legs,  is 
felt  in  London,  too,  where  a  fine  performance  of 
"Odette,"  one  of  the  most  sickly  pieces  of  its 
class,  is  just  about  to  be  produced. 

Another  prophecy  as  yet  unfulfilled  is  that  of  the 
regular  denouncer  of  Shakespeare,  who  is  regarded 
as  a  dramatist  not  meriting  modern  production. 
As  Jonah  sat  outside  Nineveh  under  his  gourd, 
harping  on  the  downfall  of  that  wicked  city,  so 
these  prophets,  of  which  there  is  a  great  class, 
annually  protest  that  the  works  of  "The  Divine 
Williams"  should  no  longer  be  played,  the  taste  of 
the  public  having  grown  past  them.  That  people 
go  on  saying  this  seems  most  extraordinary.  The 
two  great  managers  of  the  English-speaking  race — 
Daly  and  Henry  Irving — have  produced  many  of 
Shakespeare's  comedies  and  tragedies  with  the 
greatest  success.  During  his  late  London  season, 
Daly,  after  playing  to  empty  benches  with  "The 
Foresters,"  saved  his  season  by  putting  on  "  Twelfth 
Night,"  which  scored  an  immense  success.  The 
only  inferior  houses  that  Irving  played  to  in  San 
Francisco  were  those  when  he  played  "  The  Vicar 
of  Wakefield"  and  "Charles  the  First,"  the  uni- 
versal cry  being.  "  Why  does  he  not  give  us  more 
of  Shakespeare  ?  We  want  '  Henry  VIII.'  and 
'  Much  Ado.' " 

In  the  present  season,  Crane,  in  New  York,  one 
of  the  typical  American  comedians,  has  opened  his 
season  with  "  The  Merry  Wives,"  his  Falstaff  being 
the  figure  of  the  comedy.  The  greatest  of  the  Amer- 
ican actresses,  Ada  Rehan,  is  to  star  soon  with  a 
repertoire  containing  "  As  You  Like  It,"  "  Twelfth 
Night,"  and  "  The  Taming  of  the  Shrew."  Who, 
having  a  chance  of  seeing  this  captivating  actress, 
would  think  of  choosing  to  go  to  "  The  Last 
Word,"  or  "  Love  on  Crutches,"  when  one  could 
see  her  as  Katherine  or  Viola  ?  Even  her  Lady 
Teazle  does  not  attract  as  do  her  portrayals  of  the 
great  heroines  of  Shakespeare.  The  Bard  of 
Avon's  dramas  are  so  far  from  being  dead  that 
even  the  recreant  Miss  Nethersole,  with  her  lean- 
ing toward  the  clutching  and  gasping  French 
style,  has  introduced  "Romeo  and  Juliet"  into 
her  repertoire,  and  is  going  to  act  the  ill-fated 
heiress  of  the  Capulets  in  some  stunning,  high-art 
costumes  designed  by  Burne-Jones. 

For  the  plays  of  action  and  romance  there  is  a 
steady,  unwavering  appreciation.  That  "  Shenan- 
doah "  and  "  The  Girl  I  Left  Behind  Me  "  should 
have  held  the  stage  as  they  have,  shows  how  the 
love  of  the  drama  that  is  healthily  and  honestly  ex- 
citing is  inherent  in  the  heart  of  man.  "Shenan- 
doah's" popularity  is  such  that  it  has  been  given  a 
magnificent  mounting  at  the  old  Academy,  in  New 
York,  with  dozens  of  horses,  and  cannons,  and 
armies  of  soldiers.  The  retreat  from  Winchester 
is  a  real  retreat,  with  the  broken  wing  of  the  army 
straggling  in  demoralized  confusion  across  the 
stage.  As  for  Sheridan's  appearance  and  fiery 
flight  over  the  boards,  that  is  something  thrilling. 
This  scene,  and  the  one  in  '*  The  Girl  I  Left  Be- 
hind Me,"  where  the  soldiers  appear  in  time  to 
rescue  the  beleaguered  inmates  of  the  fort  in  the 
stockade,  are,  for  pure  dramatic  excitement  and 
tensity  of  interest,  two  of  the  best  scenes  in  the 
contemporary  drama. 

Then  come  the  little  crop  of  quiet,  humorous, 
unagitating  plays  for  the  great,  respectable  middle 
class,  who  do  not  like  their  theatres  to  worry  them 
with  problems,  or  offer  them  treatises  on  morals  in 
the  guise  of  plays.  For  these  there  is  a  new 
comedy  of  Jerome  K.  Jerome  that  young  Sothern 
is  doing,  and  a  new  play,  with  a  little  laughter,  a 
little  pathos,  a  little  incident,  by  Henry  Guy  Carle- 
ton.  There  are  more  pretentious  comedy- drain  as 
in  "The  Bauble  Shop"  and  "New  Blood"  for 
the  people  who  like  to  do  a  little  mild  talking  about 
"  art"  in  the  drama,  and  are  not  averse  to  thinking 
for  themselves  now  and  then. 

For  those  who  crave  for  the  new,  the  novel,  the 
unusual,  there  is  "Arms  and  the  Man."  Mr. 
Mansfield  is  giving  this,  and  Mr.  Mansfield  is  noth- 
ing if  not  freakish.  Nobody  knows  exactly  how 
to  take  "  Arms  and  the  Man."  The  hero  being  a 
soldier,  who  is  represented  as  a  victim  to  spasms  of 
fear,  and'  who,  after  the  exhaustion  of  the  battle, 
clamors  for  hocolate  creams,  people  were  inclined 
to   smile    broadly    at    him   as  a  grand  joke.     The 


author,  however,  with-  some  just  indignation,  said 
he  was  quite  the  reverse,  being  the  average  soldier 
reproduced  after  years  of  carefully  studying  the 
type.  Even  the  chocolate  creams  were  intended 
seriously.  Mr.  Shaw,  in  his  fin  d£  sitcteism,  intro- 
ducing the  latest  idea  about  the  stimulating  quali- 
ties of  good  chocolate  and  depicting  his  hero  as 
desiring  to  be  sustained  with  these  revivifying  bon- 
bons, where  the  ordinary,  antiquated  author  would 
have  had  him  gulping  down  brandy.  This  was 
very  up-to-date,  and  the  world  of  critics,  who  have 
not  read  the  latest  about  the  nutritive  and  stimulat- 
ing qualities  of  candy,  have  been  enormously  put 
out  at  the  complacent  perversity  of  Mr.  Bernard 
Shaw. 


STAGE    GOSSIP. 

Leoncavallo,  the  composer  of  "  I  Pagliacci,"  has 
written  a  libretto  for  Buzzi-Peccia  which  is  an 
adaptation  of  Alfred  de  Musset's  "  On  ne  Badine 
pas  avec  1' Amour." 

The  popularity  of  "  Don  Juan  (Ad  Lib)"  con- 
tinues unabated  at  the  Tivoli,  and  the  management 
has  been  persuaded  to  keep  it  on  for  another  week. 
Auber's  romantic  opera,  "  Fra  Diavolo"  is  an- 
nounced to  follow  it. 

Jeffreys-Lewis  is  to  come  out  of  her  retirement 
for  a  week,  commencing  Monday  evening,  October 
15th,  when  she  will  appear  at  the  Bush  Street  The- 
atre in  a  new  drama  of  modern  life  by  Theodore 
Kremer,  entitled  "  Church  and  State." 

In  a  Boston  court,  Camille  D'Arville  has  been 
sued  by  E.  E.  Rice  because  she  refuses  to  appear 
in  "  Little  Christopher  Columbus,"  she  alleging  it 
has  no  star  part.  She  was  accompanied  in  court 
by  her  sister,  whose  name  is  Lena  Dykstra. 

The  Kendals  will  be  at  the  Baldwin  Theatre  on 
October  22,  after  an  absence  of  four  years,  and 
will  begin  an  engagement  lasting  three  weeks. 
"The  Second  Mrs.  Tanqueray "  and  "Lady 
Clancarty  "  are  the  chief  plays  in  their  repertoire. 

Daniel  Sully  will  be  seen  at  the  California  Thea- 
tre in  a  comparatively  new  play,  for  it  has  not  been 
given  here  before  or  in  any  of  the  larger  cities.  It 
is  entitled  "  Washington,  D.  C,"  and  is  the  story 
of  a  poor  inventor.  It  shows  the  corrupt  side  of 
politics  and  social  life  in  the  national  capital. 

Sarah  Bernhardt  has  revived  Dumas's  play,  "  La 
Femme  de  Claude,"  in  Paris  recently,  with  a  fair 
measure  of  success.  It  was  first  produced  twenty- 
one  years  ago,  and  ran  for  only  forty  nights,  being 
considered  too  gloomy.  Now,  however,  the  critics 
say  it  is  like  Ibsen,  without  Ibsen's  dullness. 

The  Scheel  concerts  at  the  Auditorium  seem  to 
have  reached  a  high  tide  of  popularity  and  stayed 
there.  The  building  is  filled  to  its  capacity  every 
night.  Occasionally  during  the  evening  a  few 
seats  here  and  there  are  vacated,  but  they  are 
quickly  filled  again.  The  programmes,  which  are  ; 
changed  every  night,  are  so  selected  that  they  in- 
clude something  to  suit  all  tastes.  During  the  past 
week,  Nathan  Landsberger,  violinist,  has  played 
Wieniawski's  "  Legende"  ;  K.  Grienauer,  celloist, 
Wagner's  "  Albumblatt "  ;  Otto  Lehnert,  cor- 
netist,  a  solo  by  Hauptmann  ;  and  Mme.  Mar- 
quardt  has  given  several  harp  •  solos.  The 
overture  to  "The  Merry  Wives"  has  been 
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Apropos  of  the  advent  of  an  American  "beauty- 
doctor"  in  London,  a  writer  in  the  St.  James's 
Gazette  pays  our  women  some  pretty  compliments  : 
"  America  is  ever  a  pioneer  in  the  art  of  beautify- 
ing," she  says.  "  She  has  taken  pity  on  her  coun- 
try cousins  here  on  the  wrong  side  of  the  Atlantic, 
and,  after  bestowing  manicures  and  masseuses,  she 
now  endows  us  with  a  Professor  of  Beauty.  This 
votary  of  Venus  does  not  sell  complexions  in 
sealed  pots  to  suit  all  manners  and  conditions  of 
women  ;  she  imparts  the  far  more  subtle  art  of  be- 
ing lovely  quand  mime,  making  the  most  of  the  raw 
material  ;  and  when  she  has  apparently  nothing  to 
work  on,  she.  takes  her  task  to  heart  and  creates  a 
masterpiece.  There  is  little  doubt  that  Europe 
now  recognizes  the  fact  that  American  women  have 
every  right  to  the  golden  apple,  and,  as  a  calculat- 
ing Yankee  once  remarked  to  me,  they  'keep 
nicely."  It  is  woman's  duty  to  mankind  to  make 
herself  a  thing  of  beauty  to  the  last,  and  our  fair 
professor  will  be  sure  to  attract  a  host  of  pupils  and 
disciples  about  her  to  learn  the  wiles  and  secrets  of 
expression,  the  harmony  of  motion  and  gesture, 
the  modulation  of  the  speaking  voice  to  liquid  and 
seductive  accents.  Beauty  alone  is  meaningless,  it 
is  quite  at  a  discount  ;  so  let  no  pretty  woman  rest 
on  her  laurels,  for  the  competition  is  keen  and  some 
of  our  greatest  charmeuses  were  almost  ugly.  If 
you  come  to  analyze  the  creature  of  your  joys  and 
sorrows,  you  will  still  be  at  a  loss  to  discover  wherein 
lies  the  particular  spell  of  her  personality.  As  to 
movement,  you  can  easily  see  by  looking  around 
how  few  women  know  how  to  use  the  limbs  with 
which  an  all-wise  Providence  has  provided  them. 
They  shuffle  their  feet  as  if  they  had  but  re- 
cently grown  them,  and  their  hands  and  arms  are 
superfluities  they  would  willingly  dispense  with  ! 
I  remember  once  counting  eighteen  women  out  of 
twenty  at  a  musical  '  At  Home  '  who  sat  in  one  atti- 
tude so  suggestive  of  cramp  that  the  refrain  of  a 
Parisian  popular  ditty  kept  ringing  in  my  ears, 
'J'voudrai  bien  prendre  quelque  chose  de  chaud." 
I  hope  our  beauty  teacher  will  not  forget  the  art  of 
weeping  without  making  the  eyes  red.  It  is  well  to 
weep  to  order,  and  a  tear  in  time  saves  many 
things  too  numerous  to  be  told  here.  Tearless 
sobbing  is  also  very  telling  if  properly  executed  at 
the  right  time  ;  it  is  much  easier  than  blushing, 
which,  however,  is  within  the  reach  of  our  possi- 
bilities." This  last  phrase  is  very  puzzling  to  the 
mere  man— unless  the  secret  of  the  modest  glow 
was  revealed  by  the  maiden  in  Life  who,  when 
asked  how  she  managed  always  to  blush  at  the 
right  time,  replied:  "Oh,  I  just  think  of  some- 
thing that  makes  me  blush." 

♦  — 
Many  wonder  why  it  is  that  men  support  ex- 
pensive steam  yachts  and  go  on  cruises  from  place 
to  place  the  whole  season.  Very  often  there  are 
reasons  which  nobody  suspects.  The  case  is 
known  (says  the  Philadelphia  Times j  of  a  wife 
who  encouraged  her  husband  to  buy  a  yacht  and 
took  him  away,  because  in  that  way  only  could  she 
keep  him  near  her  and  away  from  others,  and  if  he 
kept  "half  seas-over,"  nobody  was  the  wiser. 
There  is  a  yacht  now  afloat  which  cost  a  great  deal 
of  money,  which  is  mainly  intended  as  a  sure 
means  of  keeping  a  pretty  and  romantic  young 
wife  close  to  her  husband  during  the  honeymoon. 
It  is  only  occasionally  that  she  gets  ashore,  and 
even  if  friends  are  invited  on  board,  it  is  easy  to 
change  plans  and  go  off  somewhere  else.  Still 
another  instance  is  known  of  a  yacht  having  been 
purchased  for  the  express  purpose  of  getting  a 
daughter  afloat  and  keeping  her  away  from  an  im- 
pending unpleasant  matrimonial  alliance.  So  the 
yacht  has  its  own  part  to  play  in  social  affairs. 

Louis  the  Sixteenth  had  thirty  doctors  of  his 
own  ;  but  surely  no  one  will  be  found  to  envy  him 
this  royal  superfluity  {says  the  Atlantic  Monthly). 
He  also  had  one  hundred  and  fifty  pages,  who 
were  probably  a  terrible  nuisance  ;  and  two  chair- 
carriers,  who  were  paid  twenty  thousand  livres  a 
year  to  inspect  his  majesty's  chairs,  which  duty 
they  solemnly  performed  twice  a  day,  whether 
they  were  wanted  or  not.  The  Cardinal  de  Rohan 
had  all  his  kitchen  utensils  of  solid  silver,  which 
must  have  given  as  much  satisfaction  to  his  cooks 
as  did  Nero's  golden  fishing-hooks  to  the  fish  he 
caught  with  them.  The  finer  adaptability  of 
women  makes  them  a  little  less  uncomfortable 
amid  such  oppressive  surroundings,  and  their 
tamer  nature  revolts  from  ridiculous  excess.  They 
listen,  indeed,  with  favor  to  the  counsel  of  Polo- 
nius,  and  their  habit  is  occasionally  costlier  than 
their  purses  can  buy  ;  but,  as  a  rule,  the  punish- 
ment of  their  extravagances  falls  on  themselves  or 
on  their  husbands.  They  do  not,  as  is  the  fashion 
with  men,  make  their  belongings  a  burden  to  their 
friends.  It  is  seldom  the  mistress  of  a  curio-laden 
house  who  insists  with  tireless  perseverance  on 
your  looking  at  everything  she  owns  ;  though 
it  was  a  woman— and  a  provincial  actress  at  that, 
raised  by  two  brilliant  marriages  to  the  pinnacle  of 
fame  and  fortune — who  came  to  Abbotsford  ac- 
companied by  a  whole  retinue  of  servants  and  sev- 
eral private  physicians,  to  the  mingled  amusement 
and  despair  of  Sir  Walter.  And  it  was  a  flower- 
girl  of  Paris  who  spent  her  suddenly  acquired 
wealth  in  the  most  sumptuous  entertainments  ever 


known  even  to  that  city  of  costly  caprice.  But  for 
stupid  and  meaningless  luxury  we  must  look,  after 
all,  to  men  :  to  Caligula,  whose  horse  wore  a 
collar  of  pearls  and  drank  out  of  an  ivory  trough  ; 
to  Conde,  who  spent  three  thousand  crowns  for 
jonquils  to  deck  his  palace  in  Chantilly  ;  to  the 
Duke  of  Albuquerque,  who  had  forty  silver  ladders 
among  his  utterly  undes'rable  possessions.  Even 
in  the  matter  of  dress  and  fashion  they  have  ex- 
ceeded the  folly  of  women. 


Englishwomen,  like  Englishmen,  possess  a 
talent  for  enjoying  the  advantages  and  comforts  of 
a  club  (as  the  Evening  Sun  points  out)  that  their 
American  sisters  know  nothing  about.  An  En- 
glishwoman's club  is  first  of  all  a  convenience,  a 
soothing  luxury,  an  oasis  in  domesticity,  a  quiet, 
independent  nook,  where  the  last  book  or  mag- 
azine, a  cup  of  good  tea,  and  a  half  hour's  idle 
talk  are  all  to  be  enjoyed.  Secondarily  and  only 
occasionally  does  she  use  it  for  mental  improve- 
ment. She  is  not  over  fond  of  having  herself  | 
warned,  threatened,  coaxed,  or  derided  in  her 
club's  sacred  precincts  by  a  series  of  members  who 
cherish  opinions.  Neither  does  she  wish  to  go  to 
school  in  her  club,  since  she  asks  of  it  relaxation, 
not  cultivation.  Now  and  again  she  requests  some 
person  of  recognized  ability  to  come  and  talk  to 
her  in  her  club-rooms  on  some  special  topic  of  cur- 
rent interest.  She  likes  a  vigorous  debate  or  a 
clever  recitation  at  intervals,  a  little  good  music, 
and  an  annual  dinner.  There  are  a  half  dozen 
clubs  of  this  sort  for  women  in  London,  and 
another  in  Newcastle  has  been  opened  recently  for 
a  mission  similar  to  that  fulfilled  by  the  London 
clubs.  There  is  but  one  such  organization  in  all 
New  York  and  but  one  in  San  Francisco  where 
women  still  have  an  idea  that  the  word  club  is 
synonymous  with  self-improvement  and  not  small 
personal  comforts. 

The  middle-aged  heroine  (says  the  New  Orleans 
Times-Democrat  j  is  by  no  means  unknown  in  fic- 
tion ;  appearing,  usually,  as  a  gentle,  unworldly 
spinster,  or  a  widow  whose  captivating  qualities 
lose  nothing  with  years.  There  was  ' '  Lady  Beauty" 
who  was  "Charming  to  her  Latest  Day";  and 
there  was  the  "  Baby's  Grandmother,"  who  was  so 
much  more  attractive  than  her  own  daughter,  and 
finally  won  away  the  lover  of  afresh-cheeked  damsel 
of  eighteen.  In  one  of  Theodore  de  Banville's 
Esquisses  Parisiennes  there  flourishes  a  charmer 
who  subjugates  three  generations  successively,  and 
at  last  disappears  when  she  feels  that  her  beauty, 
for  the  possession  of  which  she  has  had  a  hand-to- 
hand  contest  with  ungallant  Father  Time,  is  about 
to  crumble  away.  The  "  beautiful  forever"  siren  is 
not  a  pleasant  subject  for  contemplation.  The 
imagination  trembles  before  the  awful  mysteries  of 
her  toilet ;  her  dressing-room  seems  a  laboratory 
for  the  chemical  manufacture  of  beauty.  When 
finished,  she  is  one  of  those  works  of  art  which  are 
seen  to  best  advantage  by  an  artificial  light.  The 
adjustment  of  the  antiquated  heroine's  affairs  of 
the  heart  must  sometimes  prove  a  problem  to 
her  creator.  If  she  loves  a  man  of  "suitable 
age,"  the  tale  then  assumes  a  sober  evening 
hue  which  is  decorous,  but  not  exciting.  If 
the  lover  is  younger  than  she  is,  she  must 
either  retire  from  view  with  a  broken  heart,  or 
commit  the  folly  of  follies  in  marrying  the  youth. 
When  we  see  the  woman  clinging  frantically  to  the 
last  remnant  of  her  youth,  and  the  man,  awakened 
from  the  glamour  of  love's  dream,  selfishly  regret- 
ting the  burden  he  has  fastened  upon  himself,  the 
pity  we  feel  for  them  is  touched  with  contempt.  In 
the  naughty  French  novels,  into  which  the  question 
of  matrimony  does  not  enter,  the  heroine  is  very 
often  older  than  her  lover — who  is  more  likely  to  be 
her  last  than  her  first — but  this  makes  slight  differ- 
ence, since  he  is  not  obliged  to  attach  himself  to 
her  permanently.  There  appears  to  be  something 
quasi-maternal  in  the  venturesome  lady's  feeling  for 
her  swain  :  she  calls  him  "  mon  enfant,"  and  mur- 
murs, in  gentle  chiding,  "  Soyez  sage,"  and  sighs, 
"  O  jeunesse  !  jeunesse  ! "  as  she  gazes  into  the 
bright  depths  of  his  clear  eyes.  Sometimes  she 
acidulates  his  young  blood,  and  transforms  him 
into  a  cynic  and  misogynist,  by  proving  false  and 
forsaking  him  for  another  ;  or,  perhaps,  he  seeks 
some  fresher  conquest,  and  she  is  left,  like  Balzac's 
"  Femme  Abandonee,"  to  water  the  desert  of  her 
life  with  bitter,  unavailing  tears.  Maupassant,  that 
pitiless  observer  of  human  nature,  shows  in  "  Bel 
Ami "  the  absurd  aspect  of  such  a  sentimental  situ- 
ation. 

The  lists  of  "the  ugly  men"  competition  at 
Brussels  are,  we  are  told,  being  rapidly  filled  up. 
This  will  doubtless  be  adduced  by  some  people  to 
prove  that  vanity  is  not  an  attribute  of  the  male. 
The  experience  of  almost  every  port  rait- painter, 
however,  is  to  the  contrary.  Man  is  more  particu- 
lar about  his  representative  on  canvas  looking  his 
best  than  looking  like  himself,  and  is,  on  the  whole, 
harder  to  please  than  woman  ;  but  then  it  is  only  a 
few  men,  as  compared  with  women,  who  have  their 
portraits  taken  at  all.  Those  who  do  so  are,  to  a 
certain  extent,  a  selected  class,  and  not  selected,  as 
at  Brussels,  for  their  ugliness.  Unless  men  are 
exceptionally  good  looking  or  very  silly,  they  prefer 
to  pique  themselves  upon  some  other  quality  than 
good  looks.  The  intellectual  ones  are  fond  of  quot- 
ing  squinting   Wilkes's  boast  that  he  was  only  a 


quarter  of  an  hour  behind  the  handsomest  man  in 
England,  and  delicately  intimate  that  as  regards 
the  fair  sex  they  have  found  the  observation  correct. 
Apropos  of  this,  James  Payn  tells  of  a  distinguished 
officer  who  was  "sinful  ordinary"  as  to  looks,  and 
who  was  perfectly  conscious  of  it.  "I  am  quite 
aware,"  he  used  to  say,  "  that  I  am  the  ugliest  man 
in  the  British  army  ;  but  then"  (and  here  he  used 
to  throw  his  shoulders  back)  "  I  have  probably  the 
finest  figure."  The  Due  de  Roclore,  the  favorite  of 
Louis  the  Fourteenth,  was  very  forbidding  both  in 
face  and  person  ;  but  there  was  another  nobleman 
at  court  who  was  still  less  agreeable-looking  ;  this 
person  had  killed  a  man  in  a  duel,  and  besought 
De  Roclore's  interest  with  the  king  for  pardon. 
"Why  do  you  want  to  save  this  fellow's  life?" 
asked  the  monarch.  "  Sire,"  replied  the  duke,  "  if 
he  were  to  suffer,  I  should  be  left  the  ugliest  man 

in  France." 

* 

Of  leagues  of  women  there  is  no  end.  The 
latest  is  an  Anti-Corset  League,  of  which  the  most 
remarkable  feature  is  that  men  are  invited  to  join. 
This  does  not  mean  that  the  "  padded  man  who 
wears  the  stays,"  as  Tennyson  once  described  Bul- 
wer-Lytton,  is  supposed  to  be  in  need  of  a  league  to 
save  him  from  this  enormity.  The  real  reason, 
avowed  with  refreshing  candor,  is  that,  as  women 
will  persist  in  wearing  what  meets  with  "  masculine 
approval,"  it  is  expedient  to  make  men  see  the  ugli- 
ness and  the  futility  of  the  corset.  No  doubt,  men 
will  flock  to  the  meetings  of  the  anti-corseters, 
public  discussions  of  feminine  apparel  being  notori- 
ously of  absorbing  interest  to  the  male  intelligence. 


USE    ONLY 


It  must  bring  a  pang  of  infinite  regret  to  the 
hearts  of  those  fair  sans  culottes  who  advocate  with 
such  divine  ardor  new  rights  of  the  sex,  when  they 
remember  that  within  the  last  two  hundred  years  it 
has  lost  an  old  one,  the  far-reaching  importance  of 
which  is  obvious,  "  to  the  meanest  capacity"  ;  for 
it  was  the  ladies  then  who  asked  their  partners  to 
dance.  Says  a  sixteenth -century  book  on  etiquette  : 
"  If  a  man  who  can  not  dance  needs  must  come  to 
the  Ball,  he  might  have  excused  himself  from 
Dancing  by  making  a  profound  congy  to  the  lady 
that  took  him  out,  having  first  conducted  her  to  the 
middle  of  the  room.  But  the  better  way  would 
have  been  with  great  respect  to  have  assured  her 
of  your  unhappiness  in  not  being  able  to  gratify  her 
that  way.  If  at  length  to  show  their  authority  or 
to  give  themselves  diversion  they  will  force  you  to 
dance,  you  must  not  refuse  them  ;  for  it  is  better  to 
expose  yourself  to  a  little  involuntary  confusion  to 
render  yourself  complaisant  than  to  be  suspected 
of  declining  them  in  contempt." 

Social  observers  are  of  opinion  that  the  bicycling 
movement  will  inevitably  lead  to  the  adoption  of 
masculine  raiment  by  the  "New  Woman"  in 
France.  During  these  fine  autumn  afternoons, 
when  the  sunshine  invites  everybody  out  of  doors, 
the  Bois  is  full  of  wheelwomen,  while  among  the 
crowds  on  the  boulevards  and  the  frequenters  of 
the  cafes  may  frequently  be  seen  representatives  of 
the  softer  sex  in  cutaway  coats,  knickerbockers, 
black  hose,  tan  boots,  and  sailor-hats.  Many  of 
these  persons  have,  possibly,  never  mounted  a  bi- 
cycle in  their  lives,  but  they  are  manifestly  taking 
advantage  of  the  wheeling  craze  to  go  about  the 
streets  as  George  Sand,  the  famous  novelist, 
formerly  did,  or  as  Mme.  Dieulafoy,  the  well-known 
lady  explorer,  sometimes  does  now. 


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Miss  Rosbud — "This  is  my  first  season,  and 
mamma  says  I  may  get  married  if  I  want  to." 
Miss  Oldun — "  She'll  say  more  than  that  after  this 
year." — Bazar. 


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and  supplemented  by  courtesy  and 
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THE        ARGONAUT. 


October  15,  1894. 


'GAWD'S    OWN    KENTRY." 


How  an  Ebon  "Wanderer  Knew  when  he  was  Home. 

The  bluster  that  is  being  made  over  the  proposal 
for  the  relief  of  the  negroes  in  the  South  reminds 
Eugene  Field  of  a  talk  he  had  with  a  negro  in 
Louisiana  some  months  ago.  This  negro  had  par- 
ticipated in  the  famous  exodus  which  boomed  and 
fizzled  a  number  of  years  ago  ;  his  experience  illus- 
trates the  sentiment  of  the  average  Southern  negro 
toward  the  whites  of  that  section.  "  1  had  a  little 
money  left  when  I  had  been  in  Kansas  six  months, 
an'  I  was  so  lonesome  that  I  made  up  my  mind  to 
git  back  to  Gawd's  own  kentry  as  quick  as  I  could," 
said  the  negro.  "  Kansas  may  be  good  enough  for 
white  folks,  but  it  ain't  no  place  for  this  nigger. 
So  I  rode  on  the  railroad  as  far  as  they'd 
let  me,  and  then  I  started  out  to  walk  the  rest 
of  the  way,  and  I  kep"  sayin'  to  myself  all  the 
time :  '  Wonder  how  fer  'tis  to  Gawd's  own 
kentry.'  I  was  jus'  that  lonesome,  boss,  that  I 
mos'  died.  Long  about  noon  I'd  come  to  a  house. 
Mebbe  they  had  a  dorg  there.  I  stood  in  the  road 
and  hollered.  A  man  would  come  to  the  do'  of  the 
house  an'  holler  back.  Then  I'd  ask  him  could  I 
get  sumfin  to  eat  there.  '  Has  you  got  any  money, 
sir? 'he  asks.  '  Yes,  a  little,'  says  I,  an'  he'd  tell 
me  to  come  in.  '  Wife,"  he  says  to  the  white  lady, 
'  cook  this  colored  gen'man  a  meal  of  victuals,'  an' 
shore  enough  the  white  lady  would  fly  round  an' 
get  a  fine  breakfas'.  But,  fo'  de  Lawd,  boss,  I 
couldn't  eat  a  bite  with  them  white  folks  waitin'  on 
me — I  was  too  "shamed.  White  folks  got  no  busi- 
ness waitin'  on  niggers.  So  I'd  pay  my  money  an' 
keep  on  walkin',  wishin'  all  the  time  I  was  back  in 
Gawd's  own  kentry,  an"  wonderin'  if  I'd  ever  git 
there  agin. 

"  I  kep'  on  walkin'  an'  walkin'.  One  day  I  come 
to  a  little  house  that  stood  back  in  a  clearin'.  Seven 
yaller  dorgs  come  round  the  corner  an'  barked  when 
I  hollered  '  Hullo  ! '  It  looked  so  nat'ral,  says  I  : 
'  Onless  I  be  mistooken,  this  is  Gawd's  own  kentry,' 
but  I  kep'  on  hollerin'  an'  ther  dogs  kep'  on  barkin*. 
Bimeby  a  gen'man  come  out'n  the  house.  '  What 
you  want,  you  dam  black  nigger  ?  '  says  the  gen'- 
man. '  Sho'  enough,  this  is  Gawd's  own  kentry  at 
las'  ! '  says  I.  '  Boss,  I'se  so  hungry  I  kin  jes' 
move.'  '  Go  out  to  that  wood-pile  an'  chop  some 
wood,'  says  he,  '  an'  I'll  fetch  you  sumfin.'  Seemed 
powerful  good  to  be  choppin'  wood  again.  Bimeby 
out  comes  the  gen'man  an'  hands  me  a  pan  of 
victuals.  '  H'yar,  you  dam  nigger  ;  eat  'em  victuals 
an'  then  finish  yo'  choppin*. 

"  Boss,  I  was  so  glad  to  set  on  that  wood-pile  an' 
eat  my  dinner  without  no  white  folks  stan'in' 
round  watchin'  me  an'  waitin'  on  me.  You  never 
seen  a  nigger  eat  as  I  done  eat !  That  night  the 
gen'men  says  :  '  H'yar,  you  dam  nigger,  go  out 
and  make  yo'self  a  shake-down  in  the  stable  an' 
sleep  there  1 ' 

"  Boss,  I  was  so  glad  to  get  back  to  Gawd's  own 
kentry  an'  to  be  treated  like  a  plain  nigger  once 
mo',  that  I  stayed  with  that  gen'man  an'  his  fam'ly 
all  winter.  No  mo"  ex'dus  for  this  nigger — Gawd's 
own  kentry  is  good  'nough  for  me  !  " 


Love's  Subterfuge. 
I  was  sitting  out  in  front  of  the  tavern  in  the 
West  Virginia  mountain  town  where  I  made  my 
head-quarters  one  summer,  when  a  lank  mount- 
aineer, about  twenty  years  old,  rode  up  on  a  mule 
and  greeted  me  by  name,  although  I  could  not  ex- 
actly place  him.  He  dismounted,  and  coming  to 
where  I  was,  he  sat  down  quite  close  to  me. 

"  Colonel,"  he  said,  in  a  low,  cautious  tone,  "  you 
kin  respeck  a  man's  feelin's,  cain't  yer  ?  " 

"  I  think  I  can,  if  I  know  what  they  are,"  I  an- 
swered, slightly  uncertain  as  to  what  he  expected 
of  me. 

"Well,  I'm  in  this  sort  of  a  fix,"  he  proceeded, 
very  confidentially,  after  giving  a  hitch  to  the  box 
he  was  sitting  on.  "  I've  been  goin'  ter  see  old 
man  Mullins's  gal  Susan,  an'  she's  tuck  to  me  like 
a  wet  kitten  to  a  hot  brick,  but  she  kinder  hankers 
after  money." 

"  Most  women  do,"  I  ventured. 
"  I  reckon  yer  more'n  half  right,"  he  admitted, 
with  a  sigh.  "  Anyhow,  Susan  tol'  me  to-day  I 
wuz  too  pore,  an'  when  I  disputed  the  p'int,  she 
said  ez  how  I  didn't  have  a  cent  ter  my  name,  an' 
when  I  tol'  her  she  didn't  know  what  she  was 
talkin'  about,  she  up  an'  said,  she  did,  that  if  I 
could  show  her  seven  dollars  she'd  nab  me  in  two 
shakes  uv  a  lamb's  tail.  Then  I  said,  I  did,  ez  how 
I'd  have  to  go  home  after  hit,  an'  I  come  ter  you. 
You  gi'  me  the  money,  an'  hoi'  that  mule  fer  hit 
tell  I  git  back  yer  agin,  won't  yer  ?  " 

The  proposition  seemed  fair  enough,  for  the 
young  man  was  honest  and  very  earnest,  so  I  held 
the  mule,  and  he  went  away  on  fool,  holding  the 
seven  dollars.  While  he  was  gone  I  got  to  think- 
ing, and  when  he  came  back,  1  lay  for  him. 

"  Did  you  get  her?"  I  asked,  as  I  returned  the 
seven  dollars  to  my  pocket. 

"In  course  I  did,"  he  replied,  triumphantly,  "fer 
Susan's  a  gal  uv  her  word." 

"  By  the  way,"  I  asked,  as  he  mounted  the  mule, 

"why  did  you  come  to  me  for  the  money?    The 

mule  was  worth  a  good  deal  more  than  seven  dol- 

.'  hy  didn't  you  call  the  young  lady's  attention 

hat?" 


He  winked  slyly  as  he  dug  his  heels  into  the 
mule's  ribs. 

"'Caze,  colonel,"  he  laughed,  "Susan  knowed 
hit  warn't  ray  mule." 

Then,  as  he  rode  away  merrily  toward  Susan's,  I 
pondered  profoundly  on  what  a  queer  little  cuss 
Cupid  is. — Bazar. 


The  Count  was  Dreaming. 

Midnight. 

The  Countess  Gesundheimer,  nde  Porkingham, 
was  listening  intently. 

The  count  was  talking  in  his  sleep. 

True,  when  she  had  exchanged  her  millions  for 
his  title,  she  had  waived  all  thoughts  of  his  past, 
but  with  a  woman's  natural  curiosity  she  wished  to 
know  for  the  sake  of  knowing. 

Breathlessly  she  hearkened.  From  the  finely 
chiseled  lips  of  her  aristocratic  spouse  came  the 
words : 

"  Gollar-puttons,  two  for  five.  Nice  ivorine 
gollar-puttons,  two  for  five." — Indianapolis  Journal, 


THE    TUNEFUL    LIAR. 


Not  Quite  the  Same. 

Hand  in  hand 

The  lovers  go, 
The  moon,  the  silent 

Lake,  a  row. 

A  month  has  passed, 

They're  married  now ; 
A  word,  a  look 

Or  two,  a  row. — Puck, 

Abashed. 
The  bloomer  girl  upon  her  wheel 

Confuses  one  and  all ; 
They  look  an  instant  in  her  face, 

And  then  their  glances  fall. — Puck, 

A  Brief  Romance. 
He  deemed  her  tender  and  true, 
She  thought  the  same  of  him,  too  ; 

They  wedded,  they  parted, 

And  now,  broken-hearted, 
It  is  said  she  is  going  to  Sioux.* 
— Indiatuipolis  Journal, 

*  Falls. 


Saxe   Revised. 

"  Hast  thou  a  lover?  "  asked  he, 

"  Oh,  maiden  of  the  Rhine?" 

She  blushed  in  sweet  confusion 

And  softly  faltered  "  Nein." 

He  felt  rebuffed  and  knew  not 

What  best  to  say,  and  then 

A  sudden  thought  came  to  him  ; 

He  pleaded,  "  Make  it  ten." 

— Detroit  Tribune. 


The  Bicycle  Girl. 
She  looked  quite  neat, 
Sailing  down  the  street ; 
Hut  there  are  malicious  rumors 
(O'er  which  she  grieves) 
That  she  used  her  old  sleeves 
In  making  her  bicycle  bloomers. 

— Indianapolis  Journal. 


The  Plaint  of  Li  Hung. 
Yellow  jackets,  plumes,  and  buttons, 

One  by  one  they  go. 
Shall  I  lose  my  silk  suspenders? 
Oh,  this  world  of  woe? 

— Buffalo  Coitr 

Views  of  a  Lounger. 
On  the  streets  a  shapely  ankle 

Glances  to  itself  doth  bring, 
Which  at  the  seashore  in  the  Summer 

Are  quite  above  that  sort  of  thing. 


-Puck, 


Tempora  Mutantur. 
Maud  Muller,  on  a  summer  day, 
Out  in  the  hammock  dozing  lay  ! 
The  judge  rode  by,  but  did  not  ask 
A  drink — he  had  his  pocket-flask. 
And  thus  Miss  Maudie  lost  her  chance 
For  a  first-class,  high-toned  romance. 

— Kansas  City  Journal. 

Not  a  Bond-Holder. 
He's  cutting  coupons  all  the  day 

(Much  pleasanter  than  cutting  capers), 
And  yet  he  is  not  rich,  they  say — 
He  cuts  them  from  the  daily  papers. 

—Judge, 

Hard  to  Please. 
It  may  not  be  true,  but  I've  often  been  told 
That  editors  never  read  copy  that's  rolled. 
This  rule  may  be  broken,  but  it's  quite  Certain  that 
They  never  accept  any  story  that's  flat. — Truth, 


-Cooper's  engravers  have  no  equal. 


Dr.  E.  O.  Cochrane,  Dentist,  850  Market, 
cor.  Stockton  (over  drug  store).    Office  hours,  9  to  5. 


Mothers  be  sure  and  use  "  Mrs.  Winslow's 
Soothing  Syrup"  for  your  children  while  teething. 


She — "  How  fearful  it  must  be  for  a  great  singer 
to  know  she  has  lost  her  voice."  Pie — "  It's  much 
more  torturing  when  she  doesn't  know  it." — Phila- 
delphia Record, 


FULL    AS    A     GOAT. 


A  Billy  Gives  a  Sad  Example  of  that  Condition. 


"  Look  out  dere,  fellers  !  "  shrieked  a  tousle- 
headed  youngster,  whose  flying  bare  feet  were  car- 
rying him  toward  the  foot  of  West  Fifty-First 
Street.     "  Look  out  dere,  Billy's  on  a  tear." 

There  wasn't  very  much  doubt  about  it.  Billy's 
tear  was  extensive.  It  led  him  from  the  sidewalk 
to  the  middle  of  the  street,  and  from  the  middle  of 
the  street  back  to  the  kerb,  along  which  he  tried  to 
walk  with  as  much  comic  dignity  as  complete  fail- 
ure. It  led  him  to  leap  into  the  air,  with  his  feet 
together,  and  to  come  to  earth  again,  with  his  feet 
helplessly  limp  and  wide  apart.  It  led  him  to  rush 
across  the  sidewalk,  with  his  head  dead  set  for  a 
fruit-stand,  and  then,  before  he  had  got  halfway 
across,  to  plunge  suddenly  backward  down  into  a 
German  cobbler's  shop  in  the  basement.  The  cob- 
bler gave  the  intruder  a  jab  with  his  awl  and  Billy 
flew  out  of  the  areaway  like  a  compact  rocket,  scat- 
tering the  crowd  of  yelling  youngsters  who  had 
gathered  at  the  top  of  the  stairs,  and  corkscrewing 
down  the  street  like  the  propeller  of  an  Atlantic 
liner  at  full  speed.  There  was  a  policeman  at  the 
corner,  but  he  made  no  effort  to  arrest  the  inebriate 
or  to  check  the  procession.  In  fact,  he  rather 
seemed  to  enjoy  it,  and  held  on  to  a  railing  that  he 
might  not  double  up  with  laughter.  For  Billy  was 
a  goat  fallen  into  evil  ways. 

"It  do  bate  the  divil,"  said  the  policeman,  with 
a  fine  department  accent,  "to  see  that  goat  whin 
he's  full.  He  was  the  daycintist  goat  on  the  block 
till  thim  Flaherty  byes  giv'  him  a  dipper  av  lager 
last  St.  Pahthrick's  day,  and  iver  since  he's  bin  a 
dishgrace." 

"  But  how  does  he  get  the  beer?" 

"Ah!  it's  a  reg'lar  can-canner  that  he  is  now. 
He  waits  outsoide  the  saloons,  and  whin  they 
roul  out  the  kigs  and  shtands  'm  up  at  the 
kirrub,  Billy  just  butts  them  over  and  laps  up 
the  hale-taps.  And  whin  he  gits  full  he's  the 
killingist  thing  outside  av  a  cock-foight.  There 
he  goes  now  acrass  to  the  dump-lot  on  Fefty- 
Secind,  and  weth  the  whole  divil's  gang  after  'm. 
Gobs,  but  I'll  have  to  rin  him  in  yet,  mebbe,  I 
dunno." 

Meanwhile,  Billy  had  charged  his  pursuers  twice, 
had  overturned  a  baby-carriage  with  twins  in  it, 
and  tried  to  get  behind  a  board  fence  by  going 
through  it.  But  his  legs  were  getting  shaky,  and 
when  he  reached  the  empty  lot  by  the  river-side  he 
made  a  last  attempt  to  gather  his  beard  into  his 
mouth  with  his  tongue,  tied  his  front  feet  together, 
threw  one  bleary,  beery  wink  at  the  cliffs  of  Wee- 
hawken,  and  gave  a  faint  bleat  that  ran  into  a 
hiccough,  and  fell  over.  Billy  was  dead  drunk. — 
New  York  Sun. 


New  Books. 

"  Sugar,  and  its  Treatment,"  by  A.  P.  Gorman. 
Published  by  Havemeyer,  Smith  &  Brice. 

"  How  I  Escaped,"  by  Kate  Schuberth.  Mc- 
Laughlin &  Co.,  publishers. 

"  How  to  be  Happy  Though  Married,"  by  W. 
K.  V.     Published  by  Neustreitter  &  Co. 

"  In  at  Last  !  "  by  G.  J.  Gould.  Published  by 
the  Vigilant  Publishing  Co. 

"  The  Fisherman's  Romance,  or  the  Mystery  of 
Buzzard's  Bay,"  by  G.  Cleveland.  Publishers, 
Thurber  &  Jefferson. — Truth. 


A  bone -forming,   blood-making,   growth -pro- 
moting compound  is  Ayer's  Sarsaparilla. 


-  Cooper's  engravers  have  no  equal. 


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face,  neck,  and  arms  in  five  minutes  with  Nudene, 
without  pain  or  injury  to  the  skin.  Send  for  cir- 
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—  New  leather  goods,  plain  and  silver- 
mounted,  just  received.  Sanborn,  Vail  &  Co.,  741 
Market  Street. 


—  Extra  Mince  Pies,  Swain's,  213  Sutter  St. 


-  Cooper's  engravers  have  no  equal. 


Clara — "  Dear  me  I  Those  toilet  things  I  ordered 
haven't  come."  Maude — "Then  I  don't  suppose 
you'll  have  the  face  to  go  to  the  ball  to-night." — 
Life. 


-Coopek's  engravers  have  no  equal. 


"Pearl  glass"  and  "pearl 
top"  are  the  best  in  the  world, 
but  good  for  nothing  unless 
you  get  the  right  shape  and 
size  for  your  lamp.  You  want 
the  "  Index  to  Chimneys" — 
free. 

Write  Geo  A  Macbeth  Co, 
Pittsburgh,  Pa,  maker  of 
tough  glass. 


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DRAPER  AND  WAGON  DUCK, 

From  30  to  120  inches  wide  ;  and  a  complete  assortment 
of  all  qualities.  383^-inch  Duck,  front  7  Ounces 
to  15  Ounces,  inclusive. 

MURPHY,  GRANT  &  CO. 


Banks. 


THE  BAXK  OF  CALIFORNIA, 

SAN   FRANCISCO. 


Capital 83,000,000  00 

Surplus  and  Undivided  Profits    3,247,584  02 

January  1,  1894. 


William  Alvord President 

Thomas  Brown Cashier 

S.  Prentiss  Smith Assistant  Cashier 

Irving  F.  Moulton 2d  Assistant  Cashier 


New  York . 


CORRESPONDENTS : 

(Messrs.  Laidlaw  &  Co. 

I  The  Bank  of  New  York,  N.  B.  A. 

Boston Tremont  National  Bank 

London Messrs.  N.  M.  Rothschild  &  Sons 

Paris Messrs.  De  Rothschild  Freres 

Virginia  City,  Nev Agency  of  the  Bank  of  California 

Chicago Union  National  Bank 

St.  Louis Boatmen's  Bank 

Australia  and  New  Zealand Bank  of  New  Zealand 

China,  Japan,  and  India Chartered  Bank  of  India, 

Austtalia,  and  China 


Letters  of  Credit  issued  available  in  all  parts  of  the  world. 

Draw  direct  on  New  York,  Boston,  Chicago,  St.  Louis, 
Salt  Lake,  Denver,  Kansas  City,  New  Orleans.  Portland, 
Or.,  Los  Angeles,  and  on  London,  Paris,  Berlin,  Ham- 
burg, Bremen,  Frankfort-on-Main,  Copenhagen,  Stock- 
holm, Christiana,  Switzerland,  Melbourne,  Sydney,  Auck- 
land, Hong  Kong,  Shanghai,  Yokohama,  Genoa,  and  all 
cities  in  Italy.  ^ 


California  Safe  Deposit  and 
Trust  Co. 

PAID-UP  CAPITAL SI, 000. 000 


I 


Corner  Montgomery  and  California  Sts.,  S.  F. 

J.  D.  Fry,  President.    Henry  Williams,  Vice-President. 
J.  Dalzell  Brown,  Secretary  and  Treasurer. 


This  Company  is  authorized  bylaw  to  act  as  Executor, 
Administrator,  Assignee,  Receiver,  or  Trustee.  U  is  a 
legal  depositary  for  Court  and  Trust  Funds.  Will  take 
entire  charge  of  Real  and  Personal  Estates,  collecting 
the  income  and  profits,  and  attending  to  all  such  details 
as  an  individual  in  like  capacity  could  do. 

Acts  as  Registrar  and  Transfer  Agent  of  all  Stocks 
and  Bonds. 

Receives  deposits  subject  to  check  and  allows  interest 
at  the  rate  of  two  per  cent,  per  annum  on  daily  balance;.. 
Issues  certificates  of  deposit  bearing  fixed  rates  of  interest. 

Receives  deposits  in  its  savings  department,  and  allows 
the  usual  rates  of  interest  thereon. 

RENTS  SAFES  inside  its  burglar-proof  vaults  at 
prices  from  $5  per  annum  upwards,  according  to  size. 
Valuables  of  all  kinds  may  be  stored  at  low  rates. 

Wills  drawn  and  taken  cave  of  without 
charge.     Call  or  write  for  circular. 


WELLS  FARGO  &  CO.'S  BANK 

N.  E.  Cor.  San  some  and  Sutter  Sts. 
San  Francisco,  Cal. 

Cash  Capital  and  Surplus $6,250,000 

Jno.  J.Valentine,  President;  Homer  S.  King,  Manager. 
H.  Wadswokth,  Cashier;  F.  L.  LlPMAr",  Asst-Cashier. 
Directors — John  J.  Valentine,  Benj.  P.  Cheney,  Oliver 
Eldridgc,  Henry  E.  Huntington,  Homer  S.  King,  Geo.  E. 
Gray,  John  J.  McCook,  Charles  F.Crocker,  Dudley  Evans. 


BANK  OF  SISSON,   CROCKER  &  CO. 

(Incorporated  April  25,  189a.) 
322  Pine  Street,  San  Francisco. 

Directors : 
Geo.    W.    Scott,    President  ;    W.    W.    Van    Arsdalh, 
Cashier;  J.  H.  Strobridge,  D.  W.  Earl,  J.  H.  Sisson,  F. 
H.  Green,  J.  M,  Haven, 

Receives   deposits;    dealers   in    exchange;    a    general 
banking  business  transacted. 


Market  quotations  Received  overoukown  wire 
every  fifteen  minutes. 

MMILCAHXTOWMSEMBi-C©: 

BANKERSanoBROKERS. 

private  wire  fa^t 

GflSfitu^ovisiOMs.  StocKIonos 

401-05  CaLIFORNIAST.  SANfRfWCISCO. 


October  15,  1894. 


THE        ARGONAUT. 


13 


STORYETTES. 


Grave  and  Gay,  Epigrammatic  and  Otherwise. 


A  recent  applicant  before  the  Medical  Examining 
Board  of  Texas  was  asked  :  *'  What  is  histology  ?  " 
"Histology  is  the  history  of  medicine."  "What 
system  of  medicine  do  you  practice?"  "The 
Vanderbilt  and  St.  Louis  systems,  and  sometimes 
the  homoeopath  system."  "What  is  the  homoeo- 
path system,  as  you  call  it?"  "  Sweatin'  the  pa- 
tient." 


W.  S.  Gilbert  was  lunching,  not  long  ago,  at  a 
country  hotel,  when  he  found  himself  in  company 
with  three  cycling  clergymen,  by  whom  he  was 
drawn  into  conversation.  When  they  discovered 
who  he  was,  one  of  the  party  asked  Mr.  Gilbert 
"  how  he  felt  in  such  a  grave  and  reverend  com- 
pany." "  I  feel,"  said  Mr.  Gilbert,  "  like  a  lion  in 
a  den  of  Daniels." 


The  late  Professor  Hyrtl  once  at  an  examination 
asked  the  following  question  :  "  What  can  you  tell 
me  of  the  functions  of  the  spleen  ?"  The  student, 
not  wishing  to  confess  his  ignorance,  replied  hesi- 
tatingly :  "I  used  to  know,  but  it  has  unfortunately 
escaped  me."  "Unhappy  man!"  said  Hyrtl; 
"  you  are  the  only  one  who  ever  knew  anything 
about  it,  and  you  have  forgotten  it." 


Mme.  d'Albertin,  one  of  the  lesser  painters  of 
France,  was  as  conceited  about  her  artistic  ability 
as  she  was  notorious  for  her  excessive  use  of  cos- 
metics. On  one  occasion,  a  certain  count,  who 
held  her  in  much  disesteem,  lost  a  bet  to  her. 
"  And  what  will  madame  choose  ?  "  he  asked,  with 
mock  courtesy.  "  Something  in  my  art,"  she  sim- 
pered ;  "something  I  can  paint."  "  Very  well, 
madame,"  he  replied,  bowing  himself  out.  A  day 
later  madame  received  a  package  from  the  count, 
which,  upon  being  opened,  revealed  a  life-size 
drawing  of  her  own  face  in  outline. 


James  Payn  says  that  there  was  a  queer  resem- 
blance between  himself  and  another  Trinity  man. 
"  Not  only  was  I  often  addressed  by  persons  who 
/took  me  for  him,  but  people  used  to  ask,  apropos 
of  nothing,  whether  I  knew  So-and-So.  I  remem- 
ber making  a  considerable  impression  upon  a 
chance  passenger  in  a  railway  train  on  the  Cam- 
bridge line,  who  was  staring  at  me  rather  hard,  by 
suddenly  observing  :  '  No,  sir  ;  1  do  not  know  Mr. 
So-and-So.'  It  had  been  the  very  question  he  was 
going  to  ask  me,  but  my  anticipating  it  seemed  to 
him  so  uncanny  that  he  got  out  at  the  next  station." 


While  Lord  Coleridge  was  on  his  way  to  Chicago, 
an  interviewer,  failing  otherwise  to  draw  him  out, 
began  to  belittle  the  old  country.  Lord  Coleridge 
bore  it  all  patiently  ;  finally,  the  interviewer  said  : 
k"  I  am  told,  ray  lord,  you  think  a  great  deal  of 
what  you  call  your  great  fire  of  London.  Well,  I 
guess  that  the  conflagration  we  had  in  the  little  vil- 
lage of  Chicago  made  your  great  fire  look  very 
small."  To  which  Lord  Coleridge  blandly  re- 
sponded :  "  Sir,  I  have  every  reason  to  beUeve  that 
the  great  fire  of  London  was  quite  as  great  as  the 
people  at  that  time  desired." 


A  West  Walnut  Street  young  woman  (says  the 
Philadelphia  Record),  having  read  of  slumming  in. 
London,  determined  to  visit  Philadelphia's  own. 
slum  district.  As  a  preliminary  she  supplied  her- 
self with  a  number  of  tracts.  Boarding  a  Seventh 
Street  car,  she  got  off  at  Bainbridge,  and  to  the 
first  man  she  saw  she  very  politely  handed  one  of 
the  tracts.  He  took  it  good-naturedly,  and,  after 
glancing  at  it,  returned  it  with  the  smiling  remark 
that  he  was  a  married  man.  Greatly  mystified  by 
this  expression,  she  looked  at  the  tract  and  saw 
that  it  was  entitled  "Abide  with  Me."  She  took 
the  next  car  home. 

At  a  dinner-party  at  Bowood,  Canon  Bowles, 
then  past  sixty,  was  introduced  to  an  elderly  lady, 
with  whom  he  sat  chatting  pleasantly  about  things 
■of  the  day.  Bowles  was  perfectly  oblivious  that 
this  was  the  very  lady  to  whom  he  had  been  engaged 
to  be  married  when  he  had  very  little  income  be- 
sides his  curacy.  The  lady,  of  course,  was  per- 
fectly well  aware  that  she  was  talking  to  her  quon- 
dam lover  ;  but  her  married  name  had  in  no  way 
enlightened  him  as  to  her  personality.  After  a 
time  she  said,  having  touched  upon  old  days  : 
"But,  Mr.  Bowles,  don't  you  remember  me?" 
"  No,  ma'am,  I  don't."  Then  she  added,  smiling  : 
"You  used  to  know  me  and  pretend  to  be  very 

fond  of   me.     I  was  Miss "     "Oh,  what  a 

wreck  !  "  was  the  spontaneous  exclamation  of  the 
poet.  Happily  the  lady  enjoyed  the  joke  im- 
mensely, ior  she  was  a  remarkably  handsome 
woman  for  her  age,  and  his  burst  of  surprise  was 
really  only  a  compliment  to  the  extreme  beauty  of 
her  youth. 

The  Earl  of  Rosse,  a  mechanical  engineer  of  no 
mean  order,  the  other  day  entered  the  engine- 
room  of  a  large  manufactory  and  gazed  carelessly 
at  the  working  of  the  machinery.  Suddenly  he 
was  seen  to  shake  his  head,  pull  his  watch  out,  and 
to  look  first  at  the  engine  and  then  at  his  time- 


piece. The  engineer's  attention  had  been  attracted 
by  this  somewhat  odd  behavior  of  the  stranger, 
and  apostrophized  him  in  a  rude  and  aggressive 
manner  with  a  "  Well,  what's  up  now?  What  is  it 
that  you've  got  to  find  fault  with,  anyhow?" 
"  Oh,"  replied  Lord  Rosse,  "  it's  all  the  same  to 
me  ;  I've  got  no  fault  to  find.  I'm  just  waiting  till 
the  boiler  explodes."  "  The  boiler  explodes ! 
Why,  you  are  crazy,  man!"  exclaimed  the  en- 
gineer, angrily,  preparing  to  turn  the  peer  out  as  a 
dangerous  crank.  "Well,"  retorted  the  earl,  "if 
you  work  ten  minutes  longer  with  that  loose  screw 
there,  the  boiler  will  certainly  explode."  The  en- 
gineer, gazing  in  the  direction  indicated  by  Lord 
Rosse,  paled  and  jumped  to  stop  the  engine. 
"Why  the  devil  didn't  you  say  so  sooner?"  he 
blurted  out.  "Why  should  I?  I  have  never  yet 
had  the  opportunity  of  seeing  a  boiler  explode." 


One  of  the  most  distinguished  navigators  in  the 
United  States  navy  was  engaged,  some  years  ago, 
as  navigator  on  one  of  the  old-fashioned  sailing- 
ships  of  the  navy,  and,  as  it  was  his  first  billet,  he 
was  very  desirous  of  making  a  good  impression. 
For  the  first  few  days  he  took  his  reckonings  with 
the  greatest  care.  But  when  the  ship  had  been 
out  several  days  he  forgot  to  wind  the  chronome- 
ters which  kept  Washington  time.  It  was  im- 
possible to  make  any  calculations  on  the  ship's 
position.  He  did  not  dare  to  tell  the  commander 
of  his  mishap,  and  so  he  continued  to  take  the 
altitude  of  the  sun  every  day  in  the  most  serious 
manner  and  reported  the  ship's  position.  He  was 
only  able  to  estimate  his  position  by  dead  reckon- 
ing— a  very  uncertain  operation.  Early  one  morn- 
ing, when  he  thought  they  must  be  near  Barba- 
does,  their  first  destination,  he  called  a  young 
sailor  to  him,  and  said  :  "  My  man,  I  want  you  to 
go  to  the  masthead  and  look  out  for  land  ;  and 
when  you  sight  it  do  not  call  out  '  Land  ho  ! '  in  the 
usual  manner,  but  come  down  quietly  and  tell  me 
about  it."  The  sailor  ran  up  aloft,  and  when  at 
about  seven  bells,  or  half-past  eleven  o'clock,  he 
saw  a  thin  blue  streak  to  the  south'ard,  he  ran 
down  from  aloft  and  reported  it  to  the  navigator. 
"  Go  aloft  and  report  land  in  the  usual  manner  at 
eight  bells,"  said  the  navigator.  Hardly  had  the 
sailor  reached  his  perch  when  the  captain  came 
on  deck,  and,  walking  to  the  navigator,  said : 
"  About  what  time  shall  we  sight  Barbadoes,  sir?" 
"At  precisely  eight  bells,  sir,"  was  the  answer. 
"  What,"  cried  the  captain,  "  do  you  pretend  to  be 
able  to  figure  to  the  minute  the  time  we  will  sight 
land  ?  Why,  I  never  saw  a  navigator  who  could 
figure  within  two  hours,  and  I  have  seen  some  good 
ones."  At  that  moment  the  bell  struck  eight  times, 
and  the  cry  of  "  Land  ho  !  "  rang  out  from  the 
masthead.  The  captain  took  his  navigator's  hand 
and  said  :  "  You,  sir,  are  the  finest  navigator  afloat, 
and  I  shall  report  your  splendid  work  to  the  depart- 
ment." The  captain  kept  his  word.  He  wrote  to 
the  Navy  Department  about  the  excellent  work  of 
his  navigator,  which  was  the  direct  cause  of  his 
rapid  promotion. 


Gone  Out  of  Business. 

A  most  important  branch  of  business  in  the 
human  mechanism  is  that  transacted  by  the  kidneys. 
If  your  kidneys  have  gone  out  of  business,  look 
out !  Soon  they  will  become  diseased,  unless  they 
resume  the  payment  of  their  debt  to  nature.  Use 
Hostetter's  Stomach  Bitters  at  the  start  and  all  will 
be  well.  Employ  it,  too,  for  malarial  and  dyspep- 
tic troubles,  constipation,  liver  complaint,  and 
feebleness. 


—  Sanborn,  Vail  &  Co.  are  absolute  head-  i 
quarters  for  all  architects'  and  artists'  supplies,  and  i 
agents  for  Winsor  &  Newton,  London,  makers  of 
the  best  artists'  materials  in  the  world. 


54°/^s 


ON&   ENJOYS 

Both  the  method  and  results  -when 
Syrup  of  Figs  is  taken;  it  is  pleasant 
and  refreshing  to  the  taste,  and  acts 
gently  yet  promptly  on  the  Kidneys, 
Liver  and  Bowels,  cleanses  the  sys- 
tem effectually,  dispels  colds,  head- 
aches and  fevers  and  cures  habitual 
constipation.  Syrup  of  Figs  is  the 
only  remedy  of  its  kind  ever  pro- 
duced, pleasiDg  to  the  taste  and  ac- 
ceptable to  the  stomach,  prompt  in 
its  action  and  truly  beueficial  in  its 
effects,  prepared  only  from  the  most 
healthy  and  agreeable  substances,  its 
many  excellent  qualities  commend  it 
to  all  and  have  made  it  the  most 
popular  remedy  known. 

Syrup  of  Figs  is  for  sale  in  50 
cent  bottles  by  all  leading  drug- 
gists. Any  reliable  druggist  who 
may  not  have  it  on  hand  will  pro- 
cure it  promptly  for  any  one  who 
wishes  to  try  it.  Do  not  accept  any 
substitute. 

CALIFORNIA  FIG  SYRUP  CO. 

SAN  FBANCIS0O.  CAL. 
LOUISVILLE.  K1.  NEW  YORK,  II.V. 


GRAND  NATIONAL  AWARD 
of  16,600  francs. 


a  Stimulating  Eestorative, 

CONTAINING 

PERUVIAN  BARK,  IRON, 

AND  PURE  CATALAN  WINE, 

the  Great  FRENCH  REMEDY 

for  PREVENTION  and  CURE  of 

DYSPEPSIA,  MALARIA,    FEVER  and  AGUE, 

NEURALGIA,  loss  of  APPETITE, 

and  RETARDED  CONVALESCENCE 

22  Rue  Drouot,  Paris. 

E.  FOUGERA  &  CO    Agents  for  U.  S, 

30  North  William  Street,  N.  T. 


—  Cooper's  engravers  have  no  equal. 


Slaylate  (early  in  September) — "  Well,  I  must  be 
going."  Miss  Hicks — "Oh,  don't  be  in  a  hurry. 
Our  lease  runs  until  next  May." — Bazar. 


Hou  can  easilvhavelhebestif 
Ml  you  only  insist  upon  it. 

They  aremade  forcooking  and 
heating.in  every  conceivable  style 
and  size.for  any  kind  of  fuel  and 
with  prices  from  *  to  to  <■  70. 

Thegenuine  aj|  beacthis trade 
mark  and  are  sold  with  a  written 
guarantee.  First-class  merchants 
everywhere  handle  Ihem. 

^"er  The  Michigan  Stow  Company. 
U'CEST  MiXIPSOF  STOVli  AND  RANGES  IN  THE  WOSU) 
DETBOTf.  CHICAGO.  BUFFAIO.  KXW  YORK  CITY. 


GATHER  THE  ITEMS  NOW 

They  make  History  in  the  Future. 

We  take  orders  for  clipping  on  any  gubject, 
including  Mi  (.winter  Fair. 

BUKEAU  OF  PRESS  CLIPPING, 
325  Dearborn  St.,  Chicago. 

A  CAMP  FIRE  IS  GOOD. 

A  WOOD  OR  GOAL  STOVE  IS  BETTER. 

BUT  A  GAS  STOVE  IS  BEST. 


All  Kinds  of  Gas  Cooking  Stoves  and  Gas 
Grates.     Stove  Department, 

S.    F.  GAS-LIGHT    COMPANY, 

22G     POST     STREET. 

WHITE  STAR  LINE. 

United     States    and    Roynl    Mail    Steamers, 

Sailing  from  Liverpool  and  New 

York  every  Wednesday. 

FROM    NEW   YORK : 


Britannic October  24th 

Majestic October  31st 

Germanic. .  ..November  7th 
Teutonic.  ...November  14th 


Britannic  . . .  November  21st 
Majestic. . .  .November 28th 
Germanic. ..  .December  5th 
Teutonic.   .December  12th 


Salon  rates.  $50  and  upward,  according  to  steamer  and 
accommodations  selected.  Excursion  tickets  on  favor- 
able terms.  Through  tickets  to  London  and  Paris. 
Second  cabin.  Majestic  and  Teutonic,  $40  and  $45. 
Steerage  tickets  at  low  rates.  Tickets  for  sale  by  all  the 
leading  railroad  and  steamship  agents  in  San  Francisco. 

H.  MA1TLAND    KERSEY,  Agent, 

29  Broadway,  New  York. 


SOUTHERN  PACIFIC  COMPANY. 

PACIFIC  SYSTEM. 

Trains  leave,  and  are  doe  to  arrive  at 
SAN  FRANCISCO. 


leave.    I  From  September  17,  1894.  |    arrive. 


7.OO  A. 
7.OO   A. 


Atlantic    Express    for   Ogdeo    and 
East.. 


Benicia,  VacavUle,  Rumsey,  Sac- 
ramento, and  Redding,  via  Davis . 
7.30  A.  Martinez,  San  Ramon,  Napa,  Cal- 
istoga,  and  *Santa  Rosa. 

Niles,  San  Jose",  Stockton,  lone, 
Sacramento,  Marysville,  Red 
Bluff,  and  Oroville 

New  Orleans  Express,  Raymond 
(for  Yosemite),  Santa  Barbara, 
Los  Angeles,  Darning,  El  Paso, 
New  Orleans,  and  East 

Santa  Fe  Route,  Atlantic  Express 
for  Mojave  and  East 

Martinez  and  Stockton 

Peters  and  Milton 

Niles,  San  Jose,  and  Ltvennore. .. . 

Sacramento  River  Steamers 

Martinez,  San  Ramon,  Vallejo, 
Napa,  Calistoga,  El  Verano, 
and  Santa  Rosa 

Benicia,  Vacaville,  Esparto, 
Woodland,  Knights  Landing, 
M  ary sville,  Oroville,  and  Sac- 
ramento   

Niles,  San  Jose,  Livermore,  Stock- 
ton, Modesto,  Merced,  and 
Fresno 

Los  Angeles  Express,  Fresno, 
Bakersneld,  Santa  Barbara,  and 
Los  Angeles 

European  Mail,  Ogden  and  East... 
6.00  P.     Haywards,  Niles, and  San  Jose.. .. 

t  7.00  p.     Vallejo 

7.00  P.     Oregon       Express,        Sacramento, 

Marysville,    Redding,    Portland, 

Puget  Sound,  and  East 


8.30  j 


9.00  1 


9.00  t 

9.00  i 

*  9.00  / 
12.30  P. 

*  1.00  p. 
4.00   p. 


4-3° 


6.00   P. 


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7**5  * 
6.15   P. 

4- IS    P- 

5-45  ^ 
10.45  A. 

IO.45    A- 

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915   A. 

IO.45  A. 
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IO.45   A. 

9-45  A. 

7-45  A. 

t  7-45    P- 


iQ-45  a. 


I  SANTA   CRUZ    DIVISION  ( Narrow  Gauge  J. 

!  J  7.45  a.     Sunday    Excursion     for     Newark, 
San    Jose,    Los    Gatos,     Felton, 

and  Santa  Cruz J  8,05   P. 

8.15  a.     Newark,     CentervUle,    San     Jose", 
Felton,    Boulder     Creek,    Santa 

Cruz,  and  Way  Stations 6.20   p. 

*  2.45  p.  Newark,  Centervflle,  San  Jose", 
New  Almaden,  Felton,  Boulder 
Creek,  Santa  Cruz,  and  prin- 
cipal Way  Stations *n.so  A. 

j      4.45  P.     Newark,  San  Jose,  Los  Gatos 9.5a  a. 


COAST  DIVISION,  Third  and  Townsend  Sts. 


*  6.45  a.     San  Jose,  New  Almaden,  and  Way 

Stations *  1.45   p. 

J  7.30  a.  San  Jose,  Santa  Cruz,  Pacific 
Grove,  and  principal  Way  Sta- 
tions      J  8.33   P. 

8.15  a.  San  Jose,  Tres  Pinos,  Santa  Cruz, 
Pacific  Grove,  Paso  Robles,  San 
Luis  Obispo,  and  principal  Way 

Stations 6.26   P. 

X  9.47  A.     Palo  Alto  and  Way  Stations I  1.45   P. 

10.40  A.     San  Jose  and  Way  Stations 5.06   P. 

11.45  A-     Palo  Alto  and  Way  Stations 3.30  P. 

*  2.20   P.     San  Jose,  Gilroy,  Tres  Pinos,  Santa 

Cruz,  Salinas,  Monterey,  Pacific 

Grove *io.40  A. 

*  3.30   P.     San  Jose  and  principal   Way  Sta- 

tions          9.47  A. 

*  4.25   P.     Palo  Alto  and  Way  Stations *  8.06  a. 

5.10  p.    San  Jose  and  Way  Stations *  8.48  a. 

6.30  p.    Palo  Alto  and  Way  Stations 6.35  A. 

tu.45  p.    Palo  Alto  and  principal  Way  Sta- 

tions f  7-26  P. 


CREEK  ROUTE  FERRY. 

From  SAN  FRANCISCO— Foot  of  Market  St.  (Slip  8)— 
*7.oo  *8.oo  9.00  *io.oo  and  11.00  a.  m„  '12.30, 
I1.00    *2.oo     3.00      *4.oo    5.00  and  *6.oo  p.  m. 

From  OAKLAND  —  Foot  of  Broadway  —  *6.oo  '7.00 
8.00  *g.oo  10.00  and  *n.oo  a.  m„  J12.00  *i2.3o, 
2.00    *3.oo      4.00  and    *5.oo  p.  m. 


a  for  morning,    p  for  afternoon.   *  Sundays  excepted, 
t  Saturdays  only,    t  Sundays  only. 


The  PACIFIC  TRANSFER  COMPANY  will 
call  for  and  check  baggage  from  hotels  and  residences. 
Inquire  of  Ticket  Agents  for  Time  Cards  and  other  in- 
formation. 


PACIFIC  MAIIJTEAMSHIP  CO. 

Through  Line  to  New    York,   via    Panama. 

Calling  at  various  ports  of  Mexico  and  Central  America. 
Sailings  (at  noon) : 

SS.  Colon October  18th 

SS.  San  Jose" October  29th 

SS.  Acapulco November  8th 

SS.  Colima November  19th 

Note — When  the  sailing  day  falls  on  Sunday,  stoamer 
will  be  dispatched  following  Monday. 
Japan  and    China   Line   for  Yokohama  and 

Hong  Kong. 

Connecting  at  Yokohama  with  steamers  for  Shanghai,  and 

at  Hong  Kong  for  Indies,  Straits,  etc.: 

FOR  HONG  KONG.  VIA  YOKOHAMA: 

City  of  Peking Thursday,  October  25,  at  3  p.  M. 

China  (via  Honolulu). .  .Tuesday,  November  6,  at  3  p.  m. 

Peru Saturday,  November  24,  at  3  P.  H. 

City  of  Rio  Janeiro. .  .Thursday,  December  13,  at  3  P.  M. 

Round-Trip  Tickets  to  Yokohama  and  return  at  re- 
duced rates. 

For  Freight  and   Passage  apply  at  office,  corner  First 
and  Brannan  Streets.     Branch  office,  203  Front  Street. 
ALEXANDER  CENTER.  General  Agent. 

OCCIDENTAL    AND    ORIENTAL 

STEAMSHIP  COMPANY. 

FOB  JAPAN  AND  CHINA. 

NOTE   CHANCE   IN   HOUR  OP  SAILING! 

Steamers  leave  Wharf,  corner  First  and  Brannan  Streets, 

3  o'clock  P.  31.,  for 

YOKOHAMA  AND  HONG  KONG, 

Connecting  at  Yokohama  with  steamers  for  Shanghai. 

Steamer.     From  San  Francisco  for  Hong  Kong.      18tM. 

Gi»«-lic Tuesday,  October  16 

Belgic Thursday,  November  15 

Oceanic,  (via  Honolulu).. Tuesday,  December  4 

Gaelic Monday,  December  24 

Round-Trip  Tickets  at  reduced  rates. 
Cabin  plans  on  exhibition,  and  Passage  Tickets  for  sale 
at    S.    P.    Company's   General   Office,    Room   74,   corner 
Fourth  and  Townsend  Streets,  San  Francisco. 

For  freight  apply  at  Offices  of  Pacific  Mail  Steamship 
Company,  at  Wharf,  or  at  No.  202  Front  Street,  San 
Francisco. 

T.  H.  GOODMAN.  GenT  Passenger  Agent. 

PACIFIC  COAST  STEAMSHIP  CO. 

Dispatch  steamers  from  San  Francisco  for  ports  in 
Alaska,  9  a.  it,  September  7,  32,  October  7,  aa,  Novem- 
ber 6.  21,  December  (3.  21. 

For  British  Columbiaand  Paget  Sound  ports,  September 
17,  and  every  fifth  day  thereafter.      For  Eureka,   Hum- 
boldt Bay,  Steamer  ii'tllamttte  Vaflty,  every  Wednesday, 
9    a.    m.       For    Newport.    Los    Angeles,    and     all    way 
ports,  every   fourth  and    fifth   day  alternately  at  8  a.  m. 
For  San   Diego,   stopping   only  at  Port   Harford,   Santa 
Barbara,    Port    Los    Angeles,   Redondo  (Los    Angeles), 
and    Newport  every  fourth  and  fifth  day  alternately,  at 
11   a.  m.      For  Ensenada.  San  Jose"  del  Cal 
La   Paz,   and  Guaymas  (Mexico),  Steamer  St 
of  each  uonth.     Ticket -office.  Palace  Hotel,  <  ' 
gomery  Street. 

GOODALL,  PERKINS  &  CO..  G, 
No.  10  Market  Street,  San  r 


14 


THE 


ARGON  AUT. 


October  15,  1894. 


The  Pomatowski-Sperry  Wedding. 
Miss  Elizabeth  Sperry,  daughter  of  Mrs.  T.  W. 
Speny,  of  Stockton,  and  sister  of  Mrs.  William  H. 
Crocker,  of  this  city,  was  married  to  Prince  Andre 
Poniatowski  at  noon  on  Saturday,  October  6th,  in 
Paris,  France.  The  first  religious  ceremony  took 
place  at  the  Roman  Catholic  Church  of  St.  Pierre 
de  Challeot  and  it  was  followed  by  a  second  cere- 
mony at  the  American  Protestant  Church  of  the 
Holy  Trinity.  Then  there  was  a  selection  from  the 
Church  of  England  marriage  service.  The  bride 
wore  a  robe  of  white  satin.  The  bride's  mother 
gave  her  into  the  keeping  of  the  groom.  M.  le 
Comte  de  Leon  was  best  man.  Afterward  there 
was  an  elaborate  breakfast  at  the  Hotel  Bristol. 
At  five  o'clock,  Prince  and  Princess  Poniatowski 
left  for  Holland,  where  they  will  pass  their  honey- 
moon, after  which  they  will  reside  on  the  Avenue 
du  Bois  de  Boulogne  in  Paris.  The  father  and 
mother  of  the  groom  were  present  at  the  ceremony. 


The  Spragpae- Dona  hue  Wedding. 
There  was  a  very  quiet  wedding  at  the  residence 
of  Judge  and  Mrs.  William  T.  Wallace,  799  Van 
Ness  Avenue,  last  Thursday,  when  their  daughter, 
Mrs.  Belle  Donahue,  was  united  in  marriage  to  Mr. 
Richard  H.  Sprague.  There  were  no  attendants, 
and  only  relatives  of  the  contracting  parties  were 
present.  Archbishop  Riordan  performed  the  cere- 
mony at  half-past  two  o'clock,  after  which  a  light 
repast  was  enjoyed.  Later  in  the  day,  Mr.  and 
Mrs.  Sprague  were  driven  to  Burlingame  to  oc- 
cupy the  cottage  of  Mr.  Louis  T.  Haggin,  where 
they  will  remain  an  indefinite  period. 

A  Theatre  and  Supper-Party. 
Mr.  Edward  M.  Greenway  gave  a  theatre-party 
at  the  Tivoli  last  Saturday  evening  in  honor  of  Mr. 
and  Mrs.  Hermann  Oelrichs  and  Miss  Virginia 
Fair.  Two  proscenium  boxes  were  occupied.  After 
the  performance  the  party  was  driven  to  the  Palace 
Hotel,  where  a  delicious  supper  was  enjoyed.  The 
table  was  beautifully  decorated  with  sweet-peas  and 
strands  of  srailax  in  the  form  of  a  star.  Huber's 
Hungarian  Orchestra  played  during  the  service  of 
supper.  Two  of  the  numbers,  a  waltz  and  a  deux 
temps,  were  recently  composed  by  Mr.  Huber  and 
dedicated  to  Miss  Alice  Hager  and  Miss  Genevieve 
Goad,  respectively.  Mr.  Greenway's  guests  were  : 
Mr.  and  Mrs.  Hermann  Oelrichs,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  George 
A.  Pope,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  George  H.  Lent,  Miss  Virginia 
Fair,  Miss  Aileen  Goad,  Miss  Genevieve  Goad,  Miss  May 
Hoffman,  Mr.  George  Aimer  Newhall,  Mr.  James  D. 
Phelan,  Mr.  Francis  J.  Carolan,  and  Dr.  Harry  L.  Tevis. 

The  Gibbs  Matinee  Tea. 
Mrs.  C.  V.  S.  Gibbs  and  her  daughter.  Miss 
Martha  Gibbs,  gave  a  delightful  matinee  tea  last 
Saturday  at  their  residence,  722  Post  Street,  in 
honor  of  Lieutenant  and  Mrs.  John  Stafford,  U. 
S.  A.  Mrs.  Stafford  has  been  passing  the  summer 
here  with  her  parents,  and  left  yesterday  to  join 
her  husband  at  Fort  Niobrara,  Neb.,  where  he  is 
stationed.  Lieutenant  Stafford,  who  was  here 
only  a  week,  was  obliged  to  return  to  his  regiment 
on  the  afternoon  of  the  tea.  The  rooms  were 
beautifully  decorated  with  flowers,  and  there  were 
fully  two  hundred  callers.  Huber's  Hungarian 
Orchestra  played  concert  selections  at  intervals,  and 
delicious  refreshments  were  served  under  Ludwig's 
direction.  The  ladies  were  assisted  in  receiving 
by  Mrs.  George  G.  Carr,  of  Bakersfield,  Mrs.  Eli 
Lewelling,  Miss  Laura  McCune,  and  Miss  Harriet 
Gibbs. 


Orchestra  played    concert    selections    during 
afternoon,  and  light  refreshments  were  served. 


The  Sorosis  Reception. 
The  members  of  the  Sorosis  Club  gave  a  matinee 
reception  at  the  Palace  Hotel  last  Tuesday  as  a 
farewell  compliment  to  Mrs.  Irwin  C.  Stump,  re- 
cently vice-president  of  the  club,  who  will  soon  de- 
part for  New  York  city,  to  reside  there  perma- 
mently.  The  club  members  and  guests  were  re- 
ceived by  Mrs.  Stump,  Mrs.  Irving  M.  Scott,  Mrs. 
W.  B.  Carr,  Mrs.  F.  G.  Sanborn,  Mrs.  George 
Law  Smith,  Mrs.  Josephine  de  Greayer,  Mrs.  Eli 
Lewelling,  Mrs.  E.  B.  Sanborn,  and  Miss  Maude 
Smith.  There  were  a  large  number  of  callers  to 
bid  adieu   to   Mrs-    Stump.     Rosner's   Hungarian 


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Notes  and  Gossip. 
Announcement  is  made  of  the  engagement  of 
Dr.  Henry  B.  de  Marville  to  Miss  Cora  Caduc, 
daughter  of  Commodore  Philip  Caduc,  and  sister 
of  Mrs.  H.  Alston  Williams.  The  wedding  will 
take  place  about  Christmastide. 

The  wedding  of  Miss  Anna  G.  Chalmers  and  Mr. 
L.  A.  Redman  will  take  place  next  Thursday  at  the 
residence  of  the  bride's  father,  Mr.  Alexander 
Chalmers,  in  Stockton. 

Miss  Behlow  will  give  a  tea  at  her  residence, 
1807  Octavia  Street,  this  afternoon  from  three  until 
six  o'clock.  She  will  be  assisted  in  receiving  by 
her  sister,  Mrs.  William  Fisher,  Miss  Martin,  Miss 
Anna  Wainwright,  and  Miss  Fraser. 

Mrs.  W.  E.  Fisher  has  given  the  use  of  her  resi- 
dence, 1210  Sutter  Street,  for  next  Saturday  after- 
noon and  evening,  when  a  tea  and  musicale  will  be 
given  there  in  aid  of  the  Little  Sisters'  Infant 
Shelter.  Tea  will  be  served  from  two  until  five 
o'clock,  and  an  excellent  musical  programme  will 
be  presented  from  eight  until  eleven  in  the  evening. 
As  this  is  a  most  worthy  charity,  it  is  hoped  it  will 
be  liberally  patronized. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Eustace  Barron,  of  London,  gave 
a  matin6e  tea  in  the  parlors  at  the  California  Hotel 
last  Wednesday  which  was  attended  by  many  of 
their  friends.  The  decorations  were  in  exceeding 
taste,  pink  predominating.  In  the  evening  they 
gave  a  delightful  dinner-party  in  the  private 
dining-room,  where  several  hours  were  pleasantly 
passed  in  the  enjoyment  of  an  elaborate  menu. 

Miss  May  Hoffman  gave  an  enjoyable  matinee 
tea  last  Saturday  at  her  residence  on  Pacific  Ave- 
nue, in  honor  of  the  Misses  Alice  and  Ella  Hobart. 
Pretty  decorative  effects  were  produced  with 
fragrant  flowers  and  foliage,  making  the  rooms 
very  attractive.  The  young  hostess  was  assisted 
in  receiving  by  Mrs.  Southard  Hoffman,  Mrs.  John 
E.  de  Ruyter,  the  Misses  Hobart,  Miss  Carrie 
Taylor,  Miss  Aileen  Goad,  and  Miss  Emily 
Carolan.  The  house  was  crowded  during  the 
hours  of  the  reception,  and  the  guests  were  most 
hospitably  entertained. 

Miss  Maud  Howard,  who  returned  recently  from 
a  prolonged  visit  to  the  Eastern  States,  gave  an  en- 
joyable matinee  tea  last  Saturday  at  her  home  in 
Oakland,  and  entertained  a  large  number  of  her 
friends.  Among  those  who  assisted  her  in  re- 
ceiving were  :  Mrs.  Frederick  Howard,  Miss  Mc- 
Nutt,  Miss  Alice  Scott,  Miss  Ethel  Smith,  Miss 
Mollie  Hutchinson,  Miss  Jessie  Glasscock,  Miss 
Evelyn  Shepherd,  and  Miss  Claire  Ralston.  The 
house  was  beautifully  decorated  and  tea  was  served 
on  the  lawn.  About  three  hundred  guests  were 
entertained. 

A  charming  matinee  tea  was  given  by  Miss 
Mamie  Burling  last  Saturday,  at  her  residence  on 
Broadway,  in  honor  of  Mrs.  Eustace  Barron,  of 
London,  who  is  here  on  a  visit.  Almost  all  who 
were  invited  were  present  during  the  afternoon, 
and  they  met  with  a  most  cordial  reception.  Light 
refreshments  were  served,  .and  the  hours  were 
passed  very  pleasantly. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Eustace  Barron,  of  London,  gave 
a  box-party  at  the  California  Theatre  last  Monday 
evening  in  honor  of  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Hermann  Oel- 
richs. Miss  Virginia  Fair  was  the  guest  of  Mr. 
Richard  Tobin  and  Miss  Celia  Tobin,  who  also 
had  several  other  friends  with  them.  Both  parties 
enjoyed  supper  after  the  performance. 

Under  the  chaperonage  of  Mr.  and  Mrs.  W.  H. 
Ellicott,  a  party  of  their  friends  attended  the 
Scheel  concert  at  the  Auditorium  last  Wednesday 
evening  and  enjoyed  a  delicious  supper  afterward. 
The  party  included  Miss  Emma  Butler,  Miss  Mary 
Belle  Gwin,  Miss  Mamie  Thomas,  Miss  Daisy  Van 
Ness,  Miss  Ethel  Cohen,  Miss  Ethel  Murphy,  Miss 
Ida  Gibbons,  Miss  Julia  Crocker,  Mr.  Edward  M. 
Greenway,  Mr.  Frank  Van  Ness,  Mr.  A.  Macon- 
dray,  Mr.  Latham  McMullin,  Mr.  Milton  S. 
Latham,  Mr.  Samuel  G.  Buckbee,  Mr.  George  de 
Long,  Mr.  Prentiss  Hutchinson,  and  Mr.  L.  S. 
Adams. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Paul  Jarboe  have  issued  cards  for 
the  first  and  second  Wednesdays  in  November  at 
their  home,  2224  Washington  Street. 


MUSICAL    NOTES. 


DCCLXXV1I.— Bill  of  Fare  for  Six  Persons,  Sun- 
day, October  14,  1894. 
Mullagatawny  Soup. 
Cantaloupe. 
Fried  Oysters.     Cold  Slaw. 
Birds  in  Jelly. 
Egg-Plant.     Green  Peas. 
Roast  Beef,  Stuffed  Potatoes. 
Lettuce. 
Peach  Ice  Cream.     Angel  Cake. 
Coffee. 
Birds  in  Jelly.— Have  any  kind  of  birds  stuffed  and 
roasted;  place  them  in  a  mold  that  will  just  hold  them 
with  the  legs  down  and  tied  together  ;  (ill  the  mold  quite 
full  of  jelly  and  set  away  until  next  day. 

To  f<r, part  tht  jelly, — Put  two  calf's  feet,  one  onion, 
six  cloves,  six  peppercorns,  two  teaspoonfuls  of  salt,  one 
carrot,  half  a  head  of  celery,  in  three  quarts  of  water, 
boil  four  hours,  and  strain  into  an  earthen  basin  to  cool. 
When  needed,  take  off  all  the  fat;  put  in  a  kettle  with 
one  lemon  cut  up,  the  whites  and  shells  of  three  eggs  ;  let 
it  boil  fifteen  minutes ;  set  it  where  it  will  keep  hot ; 
turn  in  it  a  half  a  cup  of  cold  water  ;  let  stand  fifteen 
minutes  and  strain  through  a  jelly-bag  ;  when  it  is  all 
clear,  fill  your  molds  and  put  the  remainder  on  a  dish  to 
cool  to  garnish  ;  if  not  a  good  color,  add  a  dessert- 
spoonful of  »oy.  Cut  the  jelly  fine  and  sprinkle  around 
the  birds  with  some  curled  parsley. 


Saturday  Popular  Concert. 

The  thirty-eighth  Saturday  Popular  Concert  was 
given  in  Golden  Gate  Hall  last  Saturday  afternoon 
and  attracted  a  large  assemblage  of  lovers  of  music. 
Miss  Irma  Fitch  was  the  vocalist,  and  the  executants 
were  Mrs.  Carmichael-Carr,  Mr.  Sigmund  Beel, 
Mr.  A.  A.  Soloman,  Mr.  Bernat  Jaulus,  and  Mr. 
Louis  Heine.  The  following  programme  was  ad- 
mirably presented : 

String  quartet,  op.  11,  Tschaikowsky  (first  time):  /. 
— Moderato  e  semplice,  //. — Andante  cantabile,  ///. — 
Scherzo,  allegro  non  tanto,  //". — Finale,  allegro  giusto, 
the  Saturday  Popular  Quartet ;  '*  Chant  de  l'Almcc," 
Delibes,  Miss  Irma  Fitch;  sonate  for  piano  and  violin, 
B  minor.  Bach  :  /. — Adagio,  //. — Allegro,  ///. — Andante, 
//'.—Allegro,  Mrs.  Carr  and  Mr.  Beel;  (a)  "Sunshine 
Song."  Grieg,  (b)  "At  Parting,"  J.  H.  Rogers,  Miss 
Irma  Fitch  ;  trio  for  piano  and  strings,  op,  72,  Godard 
(dedicated  to  Grieg):  /.—Vivace,  //.—Adagio,  III.— 
Allegro  moderato,  Mrs.  Carr,  Messrs.  Beel  and  Heine. 

The  next  concert  will  take  place  on  October  20th. 


The  Stewart  Organ  Recital. 
Mr.  H.  J.  Stewart  gave  his  second  organ  recital 
of  the  present  series  last  Wednesday  evening  at  the 
First  Unitarian  Church.  Mrs.  J.  E.  Birmingham 
was  the  vocalist.  The  audience,  though  not  large, 
was  appreciative  and  enjoyed  the  selections,  which 
were  as  follows  : 

Concert  fantasia  in  D  minor  (1S25-18Q3),  maestoso  con 
moto,  andante,  allegro.  Sir  Robert  Prescott  Stewart ; 
vocal  solo.  "  Israfel,"  Oliver  King,  Mrs.  J.  E.  Birming- 
ham ;  (a)  prayer  in  F,  (bj  scherzo  in  F,  Felix  Alexandre 
Guilmant  ;  fantasia  in  E  minor,  op.  134  (in  freiem  style). 
Gustav  Adolph  Merkel ;  vocal  solos,  (a)  "To  Thee," 
Paul  le  Brun,  fbj  "  The  Quest,"  Eleanor  Smith,  Mrs.  J. 
E.  Birmingham ;  prelude  and  fugue  in  A  minor  (the 
greater),  (1685-1750),  Johann  Sebastian  Bach  ;  communion 
in  F,  andante  religioso,  Jules  Grison  ;  "  Schiller  March," 
Meyerbeer. 

The  third  recital  will  take  place  next  Wednesday 
evening.  Miss  Anna  Miller  Wood  will  be  the 
vocalist. 


The  Philharmonic  Society. 
The  Philharmonic  Society  gave  its  first  concert  of 
the  sixteenth  season  last  Monday  evening  at  Odd 
Fellows'  Hall.  Mr.  Fritz  Scheel  acted  as  director 
for  the  first  time,  and  Mrs.  Breitschuck-Marquardt 
was  the  solo  harpiste.  A  large  and  fashionable 
audience  was  entertained  by  the  presentation  of 
the  following  excellent  programme  : 

Cortege,  "  Fantastischer  Zug,"  Moszkowski ;  "  Au  Rif 
de  la  Mer,"  Parish  Alvars,  Mrs.  Breitschuck-Marquardt ; 
"Wiener  Bonbons,"  Strauss;  "Nachtgesang "  (for 
strings  odIj").  Voigt ;  "  Polonais  et  Polonaise"  (from 
"  Bal  Costume ")  Rubinstein  ;  "  Cosaque  et  Petite- 
Russienne "  (from  "  Bal  Costume "),  Rubinstein ; 
"Chants  Seraphic,"  Zabel,  Mrs.  Breitschuck-Marquardt ; 
Tschaikowsky;  "  Ballgefluster  " 
"  'letmusik  "  (from  "  Boab- 


Chant  sans    Parole, 
(for  strings  only),   Gregh 
du").  Moszkowski. 


Scheel  Symphony  Concert. 

Mr.  Fritz  Scheel  gave  his  fourth  symphony  con- 
cert at  the  Auditorium  last  Friday  evening.  A 
fashionable  assemblage  enjoyed  the  following  pro- 
gramme : 

Overture,  "Summer  Night's  Dream,"  Mendelssohn; 
symphony  No.  3,  "  Eroica,"  Ludwig  von  Beethoven ; 
"  Invitation  to  the  Dance,"  Weber  ;  "  Kol  Nidrei"  (Max 
Bruch),  violoncello  solo,  Karl  Grienauer;  "Album  Leaf," 
Wagner  ;  overture,  "  Frieschutz,"  Weber. 


—  Owing  to  change  in  tariff,  we  have 
reduced  the  prices  of  all  Mousquetaire  Gloves,  the 
quality  remaining  the  same.  All  our  gloves  are 
branded  with  trade-mark.  They  are  sold  in  S.  F. 
only  at  7  Kearny  Street.      P.  Centemeri  &  Co. 


—  Knox's  Sparkling  Gelatine  received 
the  only  medal  at  World's  Fair.  The  new  granu- 
lated package  dissolves  in  two  minutes.  Makes  one 
pint  more  jelly  than  shred.     Ask  your  grocer  for  it. 


—  Fine  lines  of  chinaware  are  now  being 
opened  by  S.  &  G.  Gump,  113  Geary  Street.  Do 
not  fail  to  call  and  see  them. 


—  Spectacles  and  eye-glasses  accurately 
fitted  at  reasonable  prices.  Henry  Kahn  &  Co., 
opticians,  642  Market  Street,  Chronicle  Building. 


—  Ladies  outing  shirts  and  waists 
to  order  at  Carmany's,  25  Kearny  Street. 


— Moore's  Poison-Oak  Remedy. 
son-oak  and  all  skin  diseases. 


Cures  poi- 


-  Cooper's  engravers  have  no  equal. 


A  tennis  tournament  for  gentlemen's  doubles 
will  be  held  at  San  Mateo  on  October  25th,  26th. 
and  27th.  A  number  of  valuable  prizes  will  be 
contested  for. 


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Movements  and  Whereabouts. 
Annexed  will  be  found  a  resume  of  movements  to 
and  from  this  city  and  coast,  and  of  the  whereabouts 
of  absent  Califomians  : 

Mr.  J.  E.  Haggin,  Mrs.  Richard  Lounsberry.  Miss 
Pearl  Voorhies,  and  Mr.  Louis  T.  Haggin  are  here  from 
New  York,  and  are  occupying  the  Haggin  mansion  on 
Taylor  Street. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  J.  D.  Maxwell  will  pass  the  winter  in 
their  cottage  at  Belvedere. 

Misses  Alice  and  Ella  Hobart  and  Miss  Vassault  left 
last  Wednesday  to  pass  a  few  weeks  in  the  Eastern 
States. 

Mr.  Rudolph  Neumann  is  expected  to  return  from 
Unalaska  in  about  a  week,  after  an  absence  of  six 
months. 

Mrs.  A.  M.  Easton  and  the  children  of  Colonel  C.  F. 
Crocker  have  been  staying  at  the  Hotel  Vendome  during 
their  visit  in  Paris. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  F.  M.  Smith  and  Miss  Marian  Smith,  of 
East  Oakland,  have  been  visiting  the  Adirondacks  in 
New  York  for  a  couple  of  weeks. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  \V.  G.  Ritchie,  of  this  city,  were  at  the 
Hotel  de  1'Athenee  in  Paris  when  last  heard  from. 

Mrs.  Louis  B.  Parrott  and  the  Misses  Marie  Louise 
and  Daisy  Parrott  are  at  the  Hotel  Vendome  in  Paris. 

Mrs.  James  Irvine,  Sr.,  and  her  son,  Mr.  Callaghan 
Byrne,  are  at  Santa  Monica. 

Mrs.  Isaac  L.  Requa,  Miss  Requa,  and  Mr.  Mark 
Requa,  of  Piedmont,  Miss  Burt,  of  Marquette,  Mich., 
and  Miss  Julia  M.  Crocker,  of  this  city,  have  returned 
from  a  visit  to  Santa  Monica. 

Mr.  Rothwell  Hyde  returned  to  his  vineyard  near  St. 
Helena  last  Wednesday,  after  a  brief  visit  here  to  his 
sister,  Mrs.  David  Bixler. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Truxton  Beale  have  gone  to  Washing- 
ton, D.  C,  to  remain  during  the  winter. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  C.  M.  Dougherty  and  Miss  Ada  Dough- 
erty are-at  the  Palace  Hotel,  where  they  will  reside 
during  the  winter. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  M.  H.  de  Young  left  last  Saturday  to 
pass  a  couple  of  months  in  New  York  city. 

Dr.  and  Mrs.  W.  L.  Dickenson  and  Miss  Thama 
Dickenson  are  residing  at  1424  California  Street. 

Mr.  Charles  K.  Mcintosh  "has  returned  to  the  city,  after 
passing  the  summer  in  Sausalito,  and  will  reside  at  the 
Cosmos  Club  during  the  winter. 

Mrs.  R.  P.  Doolan  is  visiting  her  parents,  Mr.  and 
Mrs.  J.  W.  Kaseburg,  at  their  country  home  in  Rose- 
ville. 

Misses  Irma  and  Alice  Adler  and  Mr.  Alfred  Adler 
have  returned  to  the  city,  after  passing  the  summer  at 
Sausalito,  and  are  residing  at  711  Jones  Street. 

Mr.  Emil  Bruguiere  and  his  son,  Mr.  Francis  Bruguiere, 
left  for  New  York  last  week.  The  latter  will  go  abroad 
to  complete  his  education. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  A.  D.  Moore  are  making  an  indefinite 
stay  at  the  Palace  Hotel. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  W.  Mayo  Newhall  have  returned  from 
their  villa  near  Redwood  City,  and  are  occupying  then- 
residence  on  Post  Street. 

Mrs.  E.  Black  Ryan  has  returned  to  her  villa  at  Menlo 
Park  after  a  visit  to  Santa  Catalina  Island. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Alfred  Wilkie  have  removed  to  1402 
Eighth  Avenue,  East  Oakland. 

Mrs.  Robert  Y.  Hayne  is  visiting  relatives  in  Santa 
Barbara. 

General  and  Mrs.  James  F.  Houghton  and  Miss  Minnie 
Houghton  will  return  to  the  city  early  in  November  to 
pass  the  winter  at  the  Palace  Hotel. 

Mr.  J.  C.  Stobbs  is  staying  at  the  Hotel  Waldorf  in 
New  York  city. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Drury  Melone  will  close  their  country 
place,  Oak  Knoll,  near  Napa,  on  December  1st,  and  will 
pass  the  season  at  the  Palace  Hotel. 

Mrs.  Peter  McG.  McBean  and  Miss  Edith  McBean  are 
at  the  Windsor  Hotel,  in  New  York  "city. 

Mrs.  Charles  Simpkins  and  Miss  Alice  Simpkins,  who 
have  been  m  Europe  for  more  than  a  year,  are  expected 
here  in  about  two  weeks,  and  will  pass  the  winter  at  the 
Palace  Hotel. 

Colonel  and  Mrs.  E.  E.  Eyre  and  Miss  Mary  Eyre  will 
close  their  Menlo  Park  villa  late  in  October  and  go  to  the 
Palace  Hotel  for  the  winter  season. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Leon  Sloss  have  returned  from  San 
Rafael,  where  they  passed  the  summer,  and  are  occupy- 
ing their  residence  on  Van  Ness  Avenue. 

Mrs.  Samuel  G.  Murphy  and  Miss  Ethel  Murphy  left 
last  Thursday  for  the  East,  where  they  will  pass  the 
winter. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Timothy  Hopkins  will  be  at  the  Palace 
Hotel  during  the  next  six  weeks. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  George  E.  Morse  have  returned  to  the 
city,  after  passing  the  summer  in  Ross  Valley,  and  are 
residing  at  1001  Pine  Street. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  W.  P.  Harrington,  of  Colusa,  will  pass 
the  winter  at  the  Palace  Hotel,  commencing  on  Novem- 
ber 1st. 

Mr.  J.  W.  Byrne  is  in  New  York  city,  and  was  at  the 
Hotel  Waldorf  last  week. 

Dr.  and  Mrs.  J.  Thomas  Boyson  will  go  to  the  Palace 
Hotel,  about  November  1st,  for  the  winter  months. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  J.  N.  Gregory  have  closed  their  cottage 
in  Sausalito,  and  are  passing  a  couple  of  weeks  in  San 
Jose-. 

Mrs.  M.  Hyman  and  the  Misses  Sadie,  Agnes,  and 
May  Hyman  took  apartments  last  Thursday  at  the  Hotel 
Richelieu,  where  they  will  pass  the  winter. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Francis  J.  Carolan  will  go  to  the  Palace 
Hotel  early  in  November  to  remain  during  the  winter. 

Mr.  Frederick  L.  Wooster  is  in  London,  where  he  will 
remain  about  six  months. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Clement  Eennett  are  at  Paso  Robles. 

Mr.  C.  E.  Tilton  and  family  will  reside  at  the  Palace 
Hotel  after  December  1st. 

Mr.  W.  W.  Belvin  returned  from  Europe  a  week  ago, 
and  is  in  New  York  city. 

Mrs.  Jacob  Levy  has  returned  to  the  city  after  an  ab- 
sence of  a  year  and  a  half  in  Europe,  and  has  taken 
rooms  at  the  Palace  Hotel. 

Senator  A.  P.  Williams  has  taken  rooms  at  the  Palace 
Hotel  for  the  winter. 

Colonel  and  Mrs.  C.  Mason  Kinne  are  the  guests  of 
Dr.  A,  B.  Kinne  at  Syracuse,  N.  Y. 

Mrs.  H.  E.  Eerger  and  Miss  Helene  Eerger  are  at  the 
Palace  Hotel,  where  they  will  reside  during  the  winter. 

Mrs.  John  Boggs  and  her  daughter.  Miss  Alice  Eoggs, 
have  returned  from  Del  Monte,  and  have  taken  rooms  at 
the  Hotel  Richelieu  for  the  season. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Ezra  H.  Winchester  will  come  out  from 
Portsmouth,  N.  H.,  about  December  ist,  to  pass  the 
winter  at  the  Palace  Hotel. 

Mrs.  C.J.  Torbert  and  Miss  MolHe  Torbert  have  re- 
turned from  Sausalito,  and  will  reside  at  The  Colonial 
during  the  winter. 

Mrs.  A.  P.  Rhodes,  of  Cleveland,  O.,  is  staying  at  The 
Colonial. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  L.  Ponton  de  Arce,  Mrs.  Ricardo  Villa- 
franca,  and  Miss  Marie  Ponton  de  Arce  will  remain  at 
Costa  Rica  until  the  end  of  this  year. 

Miss  Hathaway  will  be  the  guest  this  winter  of  her  sis- 


ter, Mrs.  Mansfield  Lovell,  at  the  north-west  comer  of 
Sutter  and  Jones  Streets.  She  will  receive  on  the  first 
and  second  Mondays. 

Mrs.  Horace  Davis  is  at  Del  Monte  for  a  few  weeks. 

Among  the  many  who  will  reside  at  the  Palace  Hotel 
during  the  winter  are :  Dr.  and  Mrs.  E.  S.  Breyfogle. 
Mr.  and  Mrs.  Charles  A.  Laton.  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Liv- 
ingston Gilson,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Charles  Main,  Mr.  and 
Mrs.  Charles  Mayne,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  John  Barton,  Miss 
Barton,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  R.  P.  Wieland,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  W. 
J.  Dingee,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  George  W.  Prescolt,  Mr.  and 
Mrs.  Walter  E.  Dean,  Mr.  Walter  L.  Dean,  Mr.  E.  S. 
and  Miss  Pillsbury,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  A.  L.  Tubbs,  Mr. 
and  Mrs.  L.  J.  Horton,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  S.  W.  Rosenstock, 
Mr.  W.  E.  Brown,  Judge  and  Mrs.  John  Curry,  Mr.  and 
Mrs.  H.  Huddleston,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  W.  H.  Martin. 
Colonel  and  Mrs.  P.  A.  Finigan.  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Fritz 
Hinckley,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  George  H.  Hallett.  Mr.  William 
Hallett,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  W.  A.  Nevills,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  M. 
Lewis,  Mrs.  Charles  Meyer  and  family,  Mrs.  O.  Harvey, 
Miss  Harvey,  and  Miss  Frances  Murphy. 

Among  those  who  have  taken  rooms  at  The  Colonial 
for  the  winter  are  Colonel  and  Mrs.  J.  G.  C.  Lee,  U.  S  A., 
Mr.  W.  W.  Sanderson,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  O.  O.  Howard,  and 
Mr.  and  Mrs.  A.  N.  Crowell. 


Army  and  Navy  News. 
The  latest  personal  notes  relative  to  army  and 
navy  people  at  the  various  posts  around  San  Fran- 
cisco are  appended  : 

Lieutenant-Colonel  Charles  R.  Greenleaf,  U.  S.  A., 
Lieutenant-Colonel  Johnson  V.  D.  Middleton,  U.  S.  A., 
and  Captain  William  L.  Kneedler,  U.  S.  A.,  constitute  a 
board  of  officers  to  determine  the  fitness  for  promotion  of 
the  following  assistant  surgeons  in  the  medical  corps  of 
the  army  ;  Lieutenant  Charles  Willcox,  U.  S,  A.,  Lieu- 
tenant Harlan  E.  McVay,  U.  S.  A.,  and  Lieutenant 
Euclid  B.  Frick,  U.  S.  A. 

Lieutenant-Colonel  J.  V.  D.  Middleton,  Deputy  Sur- 
geon General,  U.  S.  A.,  will  return  to  the  Presidio  to- 
morrow after  a  brief  leave  of  absence.  He  will  relieve 
Captain  W.  L.  Kneedler,  Assistant  Surgeon,  U.  S.  A., 
from  the  duties  of  attending  surgeon  in  this  city,  and  the 
latter  will  act  as  examiner  of  recruits. 

Lieutenant-Colonel  William  H.  Boll,  U.  S.  A.,  has  been 
granted  one  month's  leave  of  absence,  with  permission  to 
apply  for  an  extension  of  one  month.  Major  Charles  P. 
Eagan,  U.  S.  A.,  is  now  performing  his  duties. 

Commander  George  E.  Ide,  U.  S.  N.,  is  under  orders 
to  assume  command  of  the  Alert. 

Lieutenant-Commander  R.  R.  Ingersoll,  U.  S.  N.,  has 
been  ordered  to  relieve  Lieutenant-Commander  L.  C. 
Logan,  U.  S.  N.,  as  executive  officer  of  the  flag-ship 
Philadelphia. 

Colonel  G.  Lawson,  U.  S.  A.,  retired,  is  visiting  Major 
W.  G.  Wedemeyer,  U.  S.  A.,  retired,  in  Los  Angeles. 

Colonel  and  Mrs.  Clermont  L.  Best,  U.  S.  A.  (retired), 
are  occupying  their  cottage  on  Bellevue  Avenue,  New- 
port, R.  I. 

Major  C.  E.  Munn,  Medical  Department,  U.  S.  A., 
has  been  ordered  from  Mount  Vernon  Earracks,  Ala.,  to 
Eenicia  Barracks,  Cal.,  to  relieve  Captain  Ogden  Rafferty, 
U.  S.  A.,  who  will  be  transferred  to  the  Presidio. 

Major  Van  Euren  Hubbard,  Medical  Department,  U. 
S.  A.,  has  been  ordered  transferred  from  Fort  Spokane, 
Wash.,  to  Fort  McPherson,  Ga. 

Major  W.  A.  Elderkin,  Subsistence  Department,  U.  S. 
A.,  is  ft  Carlsbad,  San  Diego  County,  Cal.,  and  is  im- 
proving rapidly  from  the  effects  of  the  stroke  of  paralysis 
he  has  been  suffering  from  for  several  weeks. 

Major  and  Mrs.  Charles  I.  Wilson,  U.  S.  A.,  are  occu- 
pying their  residence  on  Fifteenth  Street  in  Washington, 
D.    C.      ?j*rs.    Wilson   has   been   in   ill-health    since   her  1 
daughter's  marriage,  but  is  improving. 

Captain  A.  S.  Barker,  U.  S.  N.,  will  supersede  Captain   ! 
F.  J.  Higginson,  U.  S.  N„  as  Captain  of  the  Mare  Island 
Navy  Yard,  as  soon  as  the  Boston  is  ready  for  sea  service. 
The  latter  will  then  act  as  commanding  officer  of  the 
Philadelphia. 

Captain  William  Stephenson,    Assistant-Surgeon,    U. 
S.  A.,  has  been  ordered  from   Boise  Earracks,   Idaho,  to^ 
Vancouver  Earracks,  Washington. 

Captain  R.  McDonald,  U.  S.  A.  (retired),  will  pass  the 
winter  at  Santa  Cruz. 

Captain  and  Mrs.  F.  M.  Crandal,  Twenty-Fourth  In- 
fantry, U.  S.  A.,  and  Miss  Crandal  are  making  a  short 
visit  at  San  Diego. 

Captain  J.  A.  Gladin,  17.  S.  A.  (retired),  is  visiting  his 
former  commander,  General  O.  O.  Howard,  U.  S.  A.,  at 
Governor's  Island,  N.  Y. 

Captain  and  Mrs.  Louis  Erechemin,  U.  S.  A.,  are  at 
Columbus  Barracks.  They  gave  an  elaborate  dinner- 
party there  recently  to  several  of  their  friends. 

Passed-Assistant  Surgeon  J.  B.  Parker,  U.  S.  N.,  of 
the  Independence,  has  been  ordered  home  on  waiting 
orders.  Passed-Assistant  Surgeon  N.  J.  Blackwood,  U. 
S.  N.,  is  filling  his  position  temporarilly. 

Passed-Assistant  Surgeon  Louis  W.  Atlee.  U.  S.  N., 
has  been  detached  from  the  Pinta  and  ordered  home,  and 
granted  one  month's  leave  of  absence. 

Lieutenant  Charles  Willcox,  Assistant  Surgeon,  U.  S. 
A.,  accompanied  Light  Batteries  D  and  F,  Fifth  Artill- 
ery, on  their  practice  march  to  Clear  Lake. 

Lieutenant  J.  C.  Drake,  U.  S.  N.,  has  been  detached 
from  the  Bureau  of  Naval  Intelligence  and  ordered  to 
Mare  Island  as  assistant-ordnance  inspector. 

Lieutenant  Charles  E.  B.  Flagg,  Medical  Department, 
U.  S.  A.,  is  soon  to  be  transferred  from  the  Presidio  to 
Angel  Island. 

Lieutenant  R.  H.  Noble,  First  Infantry,  U.  S.  A.,  will 
return  to  his  regiment  at  Benicia  Barracks  in  November, 
after  two  years  of  duty  at  St.  John's  College,  Annapolis, 
Md. 

Lieutenant  John  A.  Lockv/ood,  Fourth  Cavalry,  U. 
S.  A.,  is  on  recruiting  duty  at  Harrisburg,  Pa. 

Mrs.  M.  A.  Healy,  wife  of  Captain  Healy,  U.  S.  R.  C. 
S.,  returned  from  Alaska  last  Monday. 

Miss  Nan  Miller,  youngest  daughter  of  Major  and  Mrs. 
Marcus  P.  Miller,  Fifth  Artillery,  U.  S.  A.,  was  married 
to  Lieutenant  Morris  K.  Earroll,  Fourth  Artillery.  U.  S. 
A.,  on  September  25th  at  the  Church  ot  the  Centurion, 
Fort  Monroe,  Va.  The  affair  was  very  pleasantly  cele- 
brated. 

The  will  of  the  late  George  Wilshire,  of  Cin- 
cinnati, O.,  over  which  ihere  has  been  considerable 
litigation,  was  set  aside  on  August  21st  in  Judge 
Kumler's  court.  The  direct  heirs  are  Mr.  William 
B.  Wilshire,  of  this  city  ;  Mr.  H.  G.  Wilshire,  of 
London,  formerly  of  this  ciiy  ;  and  Mrs.  Charles 
Carpenter,  of  Los  Angeles.  The  sum  of  6ve  hun- 
dred thousand  dollars  was  distributed  last  June, 
and  there  now  remain  about  six  hundred  thousand 
dollars  more  to  distribute  among  five  heirs,  the 
other  two  being  the  widow  of  the  testator  and  his 
son,  Mr.  Nathaniel  Wilshire. 

—  For  exquisite  styles  in  the  latest  New 
York  and  European  designs  of  picture-frames,  go  to 
the  manufacturers,  S.  &  G.  Gump,  113  Geary  Street. 


Oliver  Wendell  Holmes  as  a  Bohemian. 
The  late  Oliver  Wendell  Holmes  was  made  an  1 
honorary   member  of  the    Bohemian   Club  some 
twenty  years  ago,  and  the  dub  flag  hung  at  half-  I 
mast  on  the  day  news  of  his  death  reached  here,  j 
It  was  at  a  "  medical  jinks,"  held  in  the  old  rooms 
on    Sacramento    Street,    early    in    1874,   that  Dr. 
Holmes  was  elected  to  membership  in  the  club. 
Dr.  C.  T.  Deane  was  sire  of  the  jinks  and  several 
medical  men  contributed  to  the  programme,  and  it 
was  deemed  fitting,  in  view  of  Dr.  Holmes's  emi- 
nence in  literature  and  medicine,  that  he  should 
then  and  there  be  made  a  member.     In  response  to 
the  notification  of  election,  which   reached  him  in 
Boston  at  midnight.  Dr.  Holmes  sent  the  following 
telegram  : 

Message  from  San  Francisco :    Whisper  low, 
Asleep  in  bed  an  hour  or  more  ago. 
While  on  his  peaceful  pillow  he  reclines, 
Say  to  his  friend  who  sent  these  loving  lines : 
"  Silent,  unanswering,  still  to  friendship  true, 
He  smiles  in  slumber,  for  he  dreams  of  you." 

Oliver  Wendell  Holmes. 
Boston-,  February  28,  1874,  midnight. 
Subsequently  the  club  asked  him  for  an  autograph 
copy  of  the  verse,  which  he  sent,  with   the  accom- 
panying note  : 

Boston,  March  22,  1374. 
Dr.  C.  T.  Deane — My  Dear  Sir:  I  inclose  the  hasty 
lines  which  the  club  has  done  me  the  honor  of  asking 
for  in  my  own  handwriting.  It  is  a  long  distance  to  send 
so  small  a  measure  of  verse — the  squeeze  of  a  single 
gTape  as  'twere — but  you  know  how  suddenly  it  was 
called  for  and  how  promptly,  such  as  it  was,  it  came. 

With  many  thanks  for  the  kind  wishes  and  compliments 
you  convey  me,  I  am,  my  dear  sir,  yours,  very  traly, 
Oliver  Wendell  Holmes. 
Both  verses  and  note  were  framed,  and  hang  on 
the  club  walls,  together  with  another  letter  from 
the  genial  "  Autocrat,"  acknowledging  the  receipt 
of  a  floral  emblem  which  the  Bohemian  Club  sent 
him  on  the  occasion  of  his  eightieth  birthday. 


The  new  "Sunset  limited"  trains  which  the 
Southern  Pacific  Company  will  put  on,  on  Novem- 
ber ist,  to  run  between  San  Francisco  and  New 
Orleans,  will  effect  a  decided  improvement  in  win- 
ter travel  across  the  continent.  They  will  leave 
here  every  Thursday  morning  at  eight  o'clock  and 
will  arrive  in  New  Orleans  at  seven-forty  P.  M.  on 
Sunday.  Ten  minutes  later,  the  passengers  can 
leave  by  the  Piedmont  Air  Line  for  New  York,  and 
will  reach  the  latter  city  in  forty  hours,  making  the 
entire  trip  from  San  Francisco  to  New  York  in  a 
very  few  hours  more  than  by  way  of  Chicago  ;  or 
they  can  go  from  New  Orleans  to  Chicago,  St. 
Louis,  Louisville,  or  Cincinnati.  The  return  trains 
will  leave  New  York  at  four-thirty  P.  M.  every  Tues- 
day, and  from  New  Orleans  the  trip  to  this  city  will 
be  made  in  seventy-seven  and  one-half  hours,  an 
hour  and  a  half  quicker  than  the  trip  East.  The 
trains,  it  is  perhaps  needless  to  state,  will  be 
"  vestibules,"  and  are  now  being  fitted  up  with 
every  convenience  at  the  Pullman  shops. 


"Our  Society"  Blue  Sook. 

The  fashionable  private  address  directory,  con- 
taining the  lists  of  names,  addresses,  and  reception 
days  of  the  leading  society  people,  is  now  in  press 
at  the  H.  S.  Crocker  Company.  Address  all  com- 
munications and  changes  to  Charles  C.  Hoag,  pub- 
lisher, 179  Crocker  Building,  San  Francisco. 


— Hueer's  Orchestra  furnishes  excellent 
music  for  weddings,  receptions,  etc.  It  plays  at 
the  cotillions  of  the  Friday  Night  Club,  and  at  the 
Hotel  Del  Monte.    420  Eddy  Street.    Tel.,  East68i. 


— Opera  glasses — latest  Parisian  styles  in 
aluminum,  with  or  without  handles,  at  very  moder- 
ate prices.  Henry  Kahn  &  Co.,  Opticians,  642 
Market  Street,  Chronicle  Building. 


—  S.  &  G.  Gump,  113  Geary  Street,  have 
just  received  some  elegant  novelties  in  art  goods, 
bronzes,  and  marble  statuary. 


Cooper's  engravers  have  no  equal. 


Miss  Emma  Butler  gave  a  small  lea  last  Wednes- 
day at  the  Hotel  Richelieu  in  honor  af  Miss  Ethel 
Murphy,  prior  to  her  departure  for  the  East. 


Bread  and 
cake   raised   with 

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and  flavor. 

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The  most  Effective  Skin 

Purifying  and  Beautifying 

Soap  in  the  World. 
The  Purest,  Sweetest  and 

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Bath  and  Nursery. 


Sold    throughout    the    -world.    TnH.r 
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Is  the  most  comfortable  and  home-like  hostelry 
in  the  city.  The  rooms  are  sunny  and  cheerful. 
The  furniture  is  new,  rich,  and  luxurious. 
Guests  receive  polite  attention  and  uniform 
courtesy  from  all  employees.  The  rates  are  moder- 
ate. Special  terms  to  permanent  guests.  The 
Hotel  is  conducted  on  both 
the  American  and  Earo- 
peanplan.  ThenewAmer- 
ican  Dining- Room  is  on  the 
eighth  floor.  Entrance  to 
the  California  Theatre  from 
the  Hotel  office.  The  Cal- 
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fire-proof. 


R.H. 
Warfield, 

Proprietor. 


THE  HOTEL  RICHELIEU 

N.  E.  Cor.  Van  Ness  and  Myrtle  Avenues. 


The    Principal    and    Finest 

Farhily    Hotel  of  San  Francisco. 
Special    Pride    Taken    in    the 

Excellence    of   the    Cuisine. 
Elegantly    Furnished    Rooms 

Single    and    En    Suite. 
Permanent   Guests   "Will    he 

Given   Special    Kates. 
Elevator  Runs  Day  and  Night. 


HOTEL  RICHELIEU  GO. 


CRATEFUL-COMFORTINC. 

Epps's  Cocoa 

BREAKFAST-SUPPER. 

"  By  a  thorough  knowledge  of  the  natural  laws  which 
govern  the  operations  of  digestion  and  nutrition,  and  by  a 
careful  application  of  the  fine  properties  of  well-selected 
Cocoa.  Mr.  Epps  has  provided  for  our  breakfast  and  sup- 
per a  delicately  flavored  beverage  which  may  save  us 
many  heavy-  doctors'  bills.  It  is  by  the  judicious  use  of 
such  articles  of  diet  that  a  constitution  may  be  gradually 
built  up  until  strong  enough  to  resist  every  tendency  to 
disease.  Hundreds  of  subtle  maladies  are  floating  around 
us  ready  to  attack  wherever  there  is  a  weak  point.  We 
may  escape  many  a  fatal  shaft  by  keeping  ourselves  well 
fortified  with  pure  blood  and  a  properly  nourished  frame." 
— C  ml  Seri'ice  Gazette. 

Made  simply  with  boiling  water  or  milk.  Sold  only  in 
half-pound  tins,  by  Grocers,  labeled  thus: 

JAMES  EPPS  &  CO.  (Ltd.). 
Homoeopathic  Chemists,  London,  England. 

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•J}  ^k.TS.TEi     THE 

"Sunset 
Limited" 

THE  NEW  TRANSCONTINENTAL  FLYER 

—  OF  THE  — 

Southern  Pacific  Company 

—  COMMENCING  — 

Thursday,    |\|qV.      |?      |894 

—  AND  — 

Running     every     Thursday     until 
further  notice, 

—  BETWEEN  — 

San  Francisco  *»■ 
New  Orleans 


79 

HOURS 


OVER  THE  POPULAR 


Sunset  Route 

The  favorite  Koute  of  America  for 
"Winter  Travel. 

A  SUPBKBIT  EQUIPPED 

Solid  Vestibuled  Train 


—  CONSISTING  OF  — 


Pullman  Palace  Double    Drawing-Room   Sleeping-Cars, 

Dining  -  Cars,   and    Composite  -  Cars,    with    Buffet, 

Smoking-Room,  Bath-Room,  and  Barber  Shop, 

BRILLIANTLY    LIGHTED    BY     PINTSCH    GAS. 


NO   EXTRA   CHARGE, 

AH  first-class  tickets,    local   and   through,   honored   for 
passage.     Sleeping-Car  Berths  at  Regular  Rates. 


Dining-Car  Service   Best  Obtainable. 

Meals  a  la  Carte. 


Immediate  connections  at   New  Orleans  with  trains  for 
Chicago,  St.  Louis,  Cincinnati,  Louis- 
ville, and  Memphis  ; 
also,  with  LIMITED  TRAINS  of  the 

PIEDMONT  AIR  LINE 


Atlanta,  Charlotte,  Danville,  Washington,  Philadelphia, 

New    York,     Eoston,     and     other 

Eastern  points. 


THROUGH  SCHEDULE: 
Leave  San  Francisco,  10.30  A.  M.,  Thursday 

"       JLoe  Angeles,        4.00      "         Friday 

Arrive  El  Paso,        -        5.30      **         Saturday 

"        New  Orleans,      7.40  P.M.,    Sunday 

"        New  York,      -      1.25      **         Tuesday 

Through.  Time  to  New  York  City  119  Hours 

Passengers  from  Los  Angeles  will  take  berths  in 
Special  Sleeping-Car  Thursday  Evening. 


For  further  information,  inquire  of  any  agent  of 

The     Southern    Pacific     Company 


RICH'D  GRAY,  T.  H.  GOODMAN, 

Gen.  Traffic  Manager.  Gen.  Passenger  Agent. 


Listener—"  Isn't  it  wonderful  how  he  always  has  a 
brand  new  story  to  fit  everything  ! " 

Other  Listener—"  Ya-as.  Makes  'em  up,  you  know, 
out  of  newspaper  yarns.     Romhike  sends  'em  to  him." 


HENRY    ROMEIKE, 


110  FIFTH  AVENUE, 


NEW  YORK 


Started  the  first  Press-Cutting  Bureau,  and  furnishes 
Newspaper  Clippings  from  all  the  leading  papers  in  the 
world  on  any  subject. 


ANDREWS'   UPRIGHT 

FOLDING  BEDS 

Office  and  School 

FURNITURE. 

OPERA  AND  CHURCH  CHAIRS 

C.  F.  WEBER  &  CO. 

Post  and  Stockton  Sts.,  S.  F. 


THE    ALLEGED    HUMORISTS. 


Guest  (summer  resort)— "The  water  here  isn't  fit 
to  drink."  Proprietor— -"You  will  find  the  bar  at 
the  farther  end  of  the  hall,  sir,  down  one  flight." — 
New  York  Weekly. 

A  naturalist  tells  us  that  a  snipe  has  a  nerve  run- 
ning clear  down  to  the  end  of  his  bill.  So  has  the 
plumber.  How  wonderful  are  nature's  works  ! — 
Minneapolis  Times. 

Maud — "How  do  you  define  love?"  Marie — 
"  Love  is  a  life  of  illusions."  Maud—"  And  what 
is  marriage?"  Marie—  "  Oh,  marriage  is  the 
death  of  them." — Vogue. 

"Hit  doan  tek  er  politician  long  ter  discover," 
said  Uncle  Eben,  "  dat  he  kain't  make  de  "fective 
kind  ob  campaign  music  by  drummin'  on  er  empty 
bar'l." —  Washington  Star. 

Theatrical  Manager— "\  find  it  impossible  to 
make  use  of  your  play.  It  is  too  long  for  the 
stage."  Amateur  playwright — "But  can't  you 
lengthen  your  stage  ?  " — Truth. 

Tommy — "  Paw,  why  do  the  Democrats  have  the 
rooster  for  their  emblem  ?  "  Mr.  Figg—"  Because 
he  shows  off  to  the  best  advantage  only  when  he  is 
on  the  fence." — Cincinnati  Tribune. 

Dr.  Pulser — "Did  you  remove  old  Bonder's 
vermiform  appendix  ?  "  Dr.  Cutter — "Yes."  Dr. 
Pulser — "And  was  there  anything  in  it  ?"  Dr. 
Cutler — "  A  cold  two-fifty  for  me." — Life. 

"  It  is  proper  for  a  man  to  wait  until  the  lady  sits 
down  before  seating  himself,"  says  the  Manayunk 
philosopher  ;  "  that  is,  if  there  is  more  than  one 
chair  in  the  room." — Philadelphia  Record. 

Everett    Wrest — ' '  Lady,   if  you  would   like    to 

have  some  wood  sawed "    Mrs.  Potts — "We 

burn  gas."    Everett    Wrest — "Then  perhaps  you 
will  let  me  turn  on  the  gas  for  breakfast." — Ex. 

"What  hez  Congress  done?"  asked  the  rural 
stump-speaker  in  strident  tones  of  indignation.  As 
he  paused  for  a  reply,  a  man,  with  a  big,  double- 
bass  voice,  answered  :  "  It  hez  done  the  American 
people." — Washington  Star. 

"  Why  don't  you  get  a  boy  to  keep  your  desk  in 
order?"  inquired  the  caller;  "it  looks  awfully 
littered  up."  "  I  keep  it  this  way,"  said  the  man 
at  the  desk,  "  to  show  that  I'm  always  busy." 
"But  why — oh,  I  see;  good-day." — Chicago  Tri- 
bune. 

Give  the  lightning  a  chance  :  Agent — "This 
house  cost  ten  thousand  dollars  to  build.  You  can 
have  it  for  three  thousand  dollars,  spot  cash.  Why, 
it's  insured  for  six  thousand  !  "  fsaacstein — "  Take 
down  dem  lightning-rods  und  ve'll  call  id  a  par- 
gain." — Judge. 

Trotter— "  I  say,  old  man,  I  met  a  very  pleasant 
relative  of  yours  in  the  mountains  this  year.  He 
was  very  kind,  too,  and  lent  me  ten  dollars  when  I 
was  particularly  hard  up."  Paster  (sadly) — "I'm 
afraid  you're  mistaken.  I  haven't  got  any  such 
relative." — Bazar. 

Mrs.  Kimball  (to  tramp)—"  So  you  are  very 
hungry  and  want  something  to  eat  ?  Well,  here's 
some  cold  veal."  Tramp — "But  I  haven't  got  no 
fork  to  eat  it  with."  Mrs.  Kimball—"  Well,  you 
just  keep  on  going  down  that  way  a  little  further, 
and  you'll  find  a  fork  in  the  road." — Truth. 

Young  'Putter — "  Do  you  think  your  mother,  Miss 
Clara,  would  let  you  go  to  the  theatre  with  me  with- 
out a  chaperon?"  Miss  Pinkerly  (doubtfully) — 
"I  don't  know,  Mr.  Tutter.  She  has  often  said 
she  wouldn't  like,  me  to  go  with  any  young  gentle- 
man I  wasn't  engaged  to." — Life. 

Mrs.  Slrongmind — "  I  really  believe  that  I  am  at 
last  beginning  to  make  an  impression  upon  the 
public."  Mr.  Slrongmind — "  Have  the  papers 
praised  your  last  lecture  ?  "  Mrs.  Slrongmind — 
"  N-o  ;  but  to-day  I  heard  you  mentioned  as  '  the 
husband  of  Mrs.  Strongmind.'  "  —  New  York 
Weekly. 

The  eminent  physician  was  irritable.  Calling  the 
janitor,  he  said:  "Who  is  it  that  keeps  singing 
'  I  would  not  live  alway '  ?  "  "  It's  the  lady  in  the 
apartment  above,  sir."  "Well,  tell  her  that  as  a 
professional  man  I  am  prepared  to  assure  her  that 
she  won't,  and  that  there  is  consequently  no  cause 
for  further  agitation  on  her  part." — Life. 

"Is  this  your  umbrella,  sir?"  inquired  the 
stranger,  in  the  brown  suit,  hurrying  after  the 
stranger,  in  the  drab  suit,  who  had  just  got  off  the 
train.  "  My  dear  sir,"  answered  the  other,  "  there 
need  be  no  formalities  in  this  case.  We  both  saw 
it  in  the  vacant  seat  at  the  same  time.  You  got  it 
first.  1  see  it  is  a  gold-handled  affair,  and  I  con- 
gratulate you.     Good-day." — Chicago  Tribune. 


Constipation  and  all  irregularities  of  the  bowels 
are  best  remedied  by  the  use  of  Ayer's  Cathartic 
Pills. 


—  Ready -I'-ramed  pictures,  good  styles, 
new  subjects,  and  low  prices.  Sanborn,  Vail  &  Co., 
741  Market  Street. 


Cooper's  engravers  have  no  equal. 


A  LEADING  AMERICAN  COMPANY, 


NATIONAL 


FIRE   INSURANCE 
COMPANY 
OF    HARTFORD,  CONN. 

CAPITAL,     ONE     MILLION     DOLLARS 

ASSETS,  -  -  -  $3,244,455.98 

Pacific  Department,-  409  CALIFORNIA  ST.,  S.  F. 

GEO.  D.  DORNIN,  Manager.      GEO.  W.  DORNIN,  Ass't-Manager. 


WILL    NOT    BITE    OR    DRY    THE    TONGUE    OR    THROAT. 


URBRUC'S  GOLDEN  SCEPTRE. 


if 


you  are  a  Pipe-Smoker,  sceptre'^0  ^ 


the    talk    in    the 

world  will  not  convince  as  quickly  as  a  trial  that  it  is  almost  perfection.  We  will  send  on 
receipt  of  10c.  a  sample  to  any  address.  Prices  GOLDEN  SCEPTRE,  itb.,  $1.30; 
%fh.,  40c.     Postage  paid.     Send  for  pamphlet. 

M.  BLASKOWER  I  00.,  Pacific  Coast  Agents,  225  Montgomery  St.,  S.  F.,  Gal. 


It  Is  2  fact  universally  conceded  that  the  KNABE  surpasses  all 
other  instruments.  A.  L.  Bancroft  &  Co.,  S03  Sutter 
Street,  San  Francisco. 


A  GUARANTEE  WHICH  GUARANTEES 

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"YOU    RUN    NO    RISK." 

Catalogue  tree  nt  R.imblcr  agencies,  or  by  mail  for 
two  2-cent  stamps, 

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Loan.  Address.  MUTUAL  SAVINGS  AND 
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General  Agent,  T    H.  B    VARNEY 
1335  Market  Street,  San  Francisco. 


SCOTT  &  McCORD, 

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Office,  Pier  21,  Steuort  Street. 
Telephone  No.  ioi. 
Main  Warehouses:   Pier  21,  Stcuart  Street  and  241 
to  345  East  Street. 

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Vol.  XXXV.      No.  17. 


San  Francisco,   October  22,   1894. 


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TABLE    OF    CONTENTS. 


Editorial:  David  E.  Hill  and  the  Press — Papers  in  All  Sections  Revile 
Him,*Yet  the  People  Elect  Him— Instead  of  to  J  all.  He  is  Sent  to 
the  Senate — What  is  the  "Influence  of  the  Press"? — The  New 
Woman  Movement— On  What  Social  Equality  should  Rest— The 
Fault  with  the  Women's  Leaders — The  Consecration  of  a  Protestant 
Bishop  in  Madrid — Catholic  Opposition  to  It — Bigotry  as  a  Spanish 
Trait — The  Investigations  of  the  Lexow  Committee  in  New  York — 
Astonishing  Instances  of  Bold-Faced  Corruption — Where  the  Blame 
Lies — Corporal  Punishment  for  Criminals — A  Revival  of  the  Whip- 
ping-Post—  Practical  Results  it  Produces  —  The  Career  of  Oscar 
Wilde 1-3 

The  Turning  of  the  Bar-Boy;  How  the  Citizens  of  Nitrate  Found 
"  Start's  "  Limit.     By  Lester  Ketchum 4 

Empty  London:  "Cockaigne"  writes  of  the  British  Metropolis  in  the 
Dull  Season — The  Class  of  Americans  who  Go  There  Now — Sights 
They  Do  Not  Miss  in  London  Oat  of  Season — What  They  Do  See — 
The  Crushing  Syllogism  One  Worthy  Denizen  Evolved 5 

Old  Favorites  :  "  The  Ballad  of  the  Fleet,"  by  Lord  Tennyson 5 

Individualities  :  Notes  About  Prominent  People  all  Over  the  World 5 

Oscar  Wilde  Satirized:  The  Gentle  Art  of  Making  Paradoxes,  as 
Shown  In  "The  Green  Carnation  " — How  the  Ex-iEsthete  has  been 
Flagellated  in  a  Clever  Novel 6 

Editorial  Notes:  Local  Political  Matters— The  Candidates  of  the 
Various  Parties 7 

The  Stage  in  Gotham:  The  Arrival  of  Melba  and  Scalcbi — Features 
of  the  Coming  Opera  Season — What  Abbey  Pays  his  Stars— The 
American  Comedians :  Drew,  Sothern,  Crane,  Mansfield,  De  Wolf 
Hopper,  and  Francis  Wilson — Georgia  Cayvan  to  Try  Shakespeare — 
How  she  Compares  with  Rehan — A  Hypnotic  Crime  on  the  Stage — 
A  Striking  Scene  from  *'  Der  Andere" 7 

Literary  Notes:  Stevenson  and  the  Samoans — New  Publications — Per- 
sonal and  Miscellaneous  Gossip 8-9 

Drama  :  The  Subsidized  Theatre — Stage  Gossip 10 

Vanity  Fair n 

Parisian  Cafes  Chantants:  How  Lutetia's  World-Worn  Children  are 
Amused 12 

Before  the  Cadi 12 

Storyettes:  Grave  and  Gay,  Epigrammatic  and  Otherwise — An  Ama- 
teur Astrologer  Startled— A  Sarcastic  Preacher— A  Duke's  Retalia- 
tion on  a  Railroad — Anecdotes  of  Senator  Vance — The  Valuable  Part 
of  a  Napoleon  of  Finance — A  Georgian  Moses — Clerical  Wits  on  Im- 
mersion— Her  Heaven  and  His  Hell — What  Moses  Didn't  Writer — A 
Priest's  Witty  and  Good-Natured  Rejoinder 13 

Society  :  Movements  and  Whereabouts — Notes  and  Gossip — Army  and 
Navy  News 14-15 

The  Alleged  Humorists:  Paragraphs  Ground  out  by  the  Dismal  Wits 
of  the  Day 16 


According  to  the  American  newspaper  press,  there  are 
few  things  more  definitely  settled  than  these  :  that  Senator 
David  B.  Hill,  of  New  York,  is  a  "  political  boss  "  ;  that  he 
is  "the  associate  of  ward  heelers"  ;  that  he  is  a  "Tam- 
many pet"  ;  that  he  "caters  to  the  liquor-dealers"  ;  that  he 
"tried  to  elect  a  dishonest  judge — one  Maynard"  ;  and  that 
he  is  "a  tricky,  low,  and  unscrupulous  politician."  It  is  by 
no  means  the  Republican  papers  which  originate  these  accu- 
sations— they  come  from  the  Democratic  papers.  The  Re- 
publican papers  acquiesce  in  them  mechanically,  and  reprint 
the  abuse  of  the  Democratic  papers,  partly  because  Hill  is  i 
a  Democrat,  and  partly  because  it  is  easier  to  reprint  abuse 
than  to  originate  it.  Not  only  do  the  distinctively  political  or-  , 
gans  among  the  Democratic  press  abuse  Hill,  but  all  of 
them  take  a  hack  at  him.  Harper's  Weekly ;  the  "journal 
of  civilization,"  has  chronic  Hillophobia — when  it  wakes  at 
night,  it  sees  Hill-mares  leaping  bed-post  hurdles,  and  pulls 
its  night-cap  over  its  venerable  nose,  and  thrusts  its  terrified 
head  under  the  counterpane.  Puck,  our  colored  Democratic 
contemporary,  can  not  find  in  the  lithographic  tone-scale 
colors  vivid  enough  to  express  its  horror  and  detestation  of 
Hill.  Life  jabs  him  with  long  hat-pins  in  a  lady-like  way. 
Judge,  which   is  a  stalwart   Republican   organ,   pitches  into 


him  because  he  is  a  Democrat — so  do  we  for  the  same 
reason.  Among  the  great  daily  journals  of  New  York  city, 
there  is  but  one — the  Sun — which  is  an  out-and-out  sup- 
porter of  Senator  Hill.  The  World,  which  is  published  for 
revenue  only,  is  for  Hill  when  Hill  is  on  top  ;  at  present  it 
is  rather  inclined  to  favor  him,  since  his  nomination.  But 
all  the  other  Democratic  journals,  such  as  the  Herald  and 
the  Times,  are  opposed  to  Senator  Hill,  while  the  Mug- 
wump-Democratic Post  is  his  bitter  and  uncompromis- 
ing foe. 

Throughout  the  State  of  New  York  the  same  condition  of 
affairs  prevails.  Here  and  there  will  be  found  an  occasional 
Democratic  journal,  like  the  Troy  Press  or  his  Albany 
organ,  which  supports  Senator  HilL  But  the  large 
majority  of  the  Democratic  newpapers  are  opposed  to  him, 
and  naturally  all  of  the  Republican  journals  are. 

Take  the  newspaper  press  of  the  United  States,  and  the 
same  condition  of  affairs  will  be  found  to  prevail.  With  the 
exception  of  a  few  leading  journals,  mostly  Southern,  like 
the  Atlanta  Constitution,  and  an  occasional  Northern  one, 
like  the  Cincinnati  Enquirer,  the  Democratic  press  seems  to 
be  hostile  to  HilL  Even  some  of  the  Southern  journals, 
such  as  the  Richmond  Times,  the  Vicksburg  Post,  and  the 
Charleston  News  and  Courier,  do  not  hesitate  to  handle  Hill 
without  gloves. 

Altogether  we  have  this  curious  and  anomalous  condition 
of  things  :  we  see  a  man  who,  according  to  the  public  press, 
is  an  associate  of  criminals,  yet  who  is  unanimously  nomi- 
nated for  governor  of  New  York  amid  a  whirlwind  of  en- 
thusiasm ;  we  see  a  man  who,  to  judge  from  the  public 
press,  ought  to  be  on  trial  for  political  corruption,  but  who, 
on  the  contrary,  has  been  repeatedly  elected  governor  by 
the  people  of  the  greatest  State  in  the  United  States.  We 
see  a  man  who,  according  to  the  verdict  of  the  public  press, 
ought  to  be  sent  to  jail,  but  who,  on  the  contrary,  has  been 
sent  by  the  people  of  New  York  to  the  United  States 
Senate, 

What  can  be  the  lesson  to  be  drawn  from  this  most  ex- 
traordinary condition  of  affairs?  Is  David  Bennett  Hill 
the  low  and  vile  politician  that  the  newspapers  of  the 
country  make  him  out  to  be  ?  Or  is  he  a  good  man  cruelly 
slandered  by  low  and  vile  newspapers  ?  Or  is  he  an  ordi- 
nary man,  of  ordinary  morals  and  ordinary  character,  no 
better  and  no  worse  than  the  average  politician  ?  This 
must  be  the  answer.  But  if  this  be  true,  then  that  answer 
must  imply  that  the  people  of  the  State  of  New  York  do 
not  believe  their  newspapers.     Well,  perhaps  they  do  not. 

It  is  indeed  a  curious  study.  Here  is  a  man  who,  day 
after  day,  week  after  week,  and  year  after  year,  is  steadily 
abused  by  the  press  of  an  entire  State.  He  is  abused  edit- 
orially, in  the  news  columns,  by  innuendo,  and  directly.  He 
is  abused  in  cartoons  ;  he  is  held  up  to  ridicule  in  carica- 
tures. From  the  humble  barber-shop  on  the  East  Side, 
where  the  clients  regale  their  powerful  minds  on  Puck  while 
their  chins  are  being  scraped,  to  the  mansions  of  Murray 
Hill,  where  Life  lies  on  the  table  in  my  lady's  library,  there 
goes  forth  ever  a  clamor  against  HilL  Yet  this  man  who  is 
so  bitterly  abused  has  four  times  held  the  highest  place  in  the 
State  government  of  New  York,  and  has  once  held  the  high- 
est place  she  could  give  him  in  the  Federal  government. 

It  would  seem  from  these  facts  as  if  the  press  of  New 
York  were  entirely  without  influence.  This,  of  course,  those 
journals  would  bitterly  deny.  But  how  else  can  the  popu- 
larity of  Hill  be  accounted  for  ?  It  is  folly  to  believe  that 
more  than  one-half  the  voters  in  a  State  like  New  York  pre- 
fer to  see  in  their  chair  of  state  a  man  who  is  "  a  tricky  and 
unscrupulous  politician."  But  if  they  have  placed  him  there 
four  times,  they  must  have  an  utter  contempt  for  the  opin- 
ions of  their  newspapers.     And  very  probably  they  have. 

If  Hill  is  defeated  next  month,  the  press  will  claim  a  vic- 
tory. But  such  a  claim,  in  the  face  of  his  long  line  of  suc- 
cesses, would  not  be  an  honest  one.  If  he  is  defeated — 
and  we  think  he  will  be — it  will  be  owing  to  a  Republican 
tidal-wave  which  will  engulf  him  and  all  the  rest  of  the 
Democratic  ticket  in  New  York. 

Altogether,  this  study  of   newspaper  influence — or  non- 


influence — is  a  curious  one.     To  thoughtful  men  it   would 
I  sometimes  seem  as  if  the  newspapers  were  wholly  destitute 
!  of  influence,  and  as  if  the  people  made  up  their  minds  en- 
tirely  without  reference   to    the   press.     In    this    city,   next 
I  month,  there  will  be  an  opportunity  to  test  it.     Three  lead- 
ing   daily  journals — the   Examiner    (Democratic  morning 
J  paper),    the    Call  (Republican    morning   paper),    and    the 
I  Bulletin    (Republican    evening    paper)  have  espoused  the 
j  cause  of  the  Non-Partisan  ticket.     The  Chronicle  (Repub- 
lican morning  paper)  supports   the  Republican  ticket.     The 
Democratic  ticket  has  no  newspaper  supporter.     Here  is  a 
clear-cut   issue — three  newspapers  against  one,  four  news- 
papers  against    none.     Yet   when   the  ballots  come  to  be 
counted,   it  will  be  found,   we  think,   that  the  Democratic 
ticket,  which  had  no  newspaper,  will  have  more  ballots  than 
the  Non-Partisan,  which  had  three,  and  that  the  Republican 
ticket,  which  had  one  newspaper  as  against  three,  will  have 
more  ballots  than  either  of  the  other  two. 

The  consecration  of  Senor  Juan  Cabrera  as  the  first 
Protestant  Bishop  of  Madrid  took  place  on  September  23d. 
For  obvious  reasons  the  ceremony  was  private,  but  a  hun- 
dred and  twenty  Spanish  gentlemen  took  the  communion  in 
the  Protestant  church,  which  was  consecrated  at  the  same 
time  as  the  bishop.  Among  the  rabble  of  Madrid,  those 
who  were  aware  of  what  had  happened  showed  intense  in- 
dignation. The  Papal  nuncio  denounced  the  ceremony  as 
"  sacrilegious  and  illegal,"  and  though  the  leaders  of  the 
Liberal  party  resented  his  language  as  unbecoming,  the 
rank  and  file  of  the  people  applauded  him. 

The  Papal  nuncio  in  Madrid  probably  knows  the  temper 
of  the  people  among  whom  he  lives.  Nothing  is  more  ap- 
parent in  the  history  of  Spain  than  the  deep  roots  which 
bigotry  has  sunk  into  the  soil,  under  many  generations  of 
clerical  cultivation.  For  over  half  a  century  it  was  the 
aim  of  the  Spanish  kings  who  preceded  Charles  the  Third 
to  curb  the  power  of  the  church,  and  to  promote  freedom  of 
thought  and  material  progress.  Under  Charles  the  Third 
the  burning  of  heretics  was  stopped,  the  Inquisition  was 
made  to  tremble,  the  law  of  mortmain  was  revised,  the 
Jesuits  were  expelled,  the  clergy  were  taught  to  curb 
their  passions  and  to  obey  the  law,  and  bigotry  was 
checked.  But  the  moment  Charles  the  Third  died,  and  the 
superstitious  Charles  the  Fourth  came  to  the  throne,  it 
turned  out  that  the  Spaniards  had  reluctantly  acquiesced  in 
the  government's  measures  against  the  church,  and  that  they 
were  as  priest-ridden  as  ever.  In  four  or  five  years  the 
work  of  half  a  century  was  undone  ;  the  church  regained  its 
power,  free  discussion  was  again  forbidden,  the  priesthood 
became  supreme,  the  Inquisition  was  restored.  It  was  appa- 
rent that  subserviency  to  the  church  had  become  ingrained 
in  the  Spanish  mind.  They  could  not  abide  free  inquiry  or 
toleration.  They  could  not  draw  breath  unless  they  had  a 
priest  on  their  back. 

The  same  curious  trait  in  the  Spanish  character  was  ex- 
hibited in  the  Carlist  War.  Don  Carlos  had  not  the  slightest 
claim  to  the  throne.  The  Pragmatic  Sanction  which  abol- 
ished the  Salic  law  was  perfectly  regular  and  in  order.  Yet 
because  Don  Carlos  was  supposed  to  be  a  bigoted  priest- 
server,  the  clergy  took  his  side,  and  a  sufficient  number  of 
Spaniards  fought  for  him  to  protract  the  war  for  nine  years. 
Zumabacarregin  and  his  comrades  gave  their  lives  for  an 
unjust  cause,  because  the  priests  espoused  it. 

There  is  nothing  so  difficult  to  uproot  as  a  delusion  which 
has  attained  a  few  centuries'  growth.  The  Spaniards  were 
educated  to  bigotry  by  their  struggles  against  the  Moors  ; 
their  religious  prejudices  were  confirmed  during  the  sectarian 
struggles  which  followed  the  Reformation  ;  and  when  free 
inquiry  spread  through  the  rest  of  Europe,  it  awakened  no 
response  in  Spain.  Whatever  other  peoples  might  do,  the 
Spaniards  remained  true  to  the  doctrines  of  the  Middle 
Ages  in  matters  of  religion.  For  over  a  hundred  years, 
four  out  of  five  of  the  statesmen  who  have  administered 
public  affairs  have  been  broad  and  enlightened,  ai 
cherished  no  more  respect  for  clericalism  than  C 
Zorilla  himself.     But  they  have  never  been  able 


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October  22,  1894. 


people  to  their  level.  In  the  Basque  Provinces,  and  in  the 
rural  districts  generally,  the  cura  is  as  all-powerful  to-day  as 
the  mission  priests  were  in  California  before  the  American 
occupation.  Governments  may  confiscate  church  property 
as  they  will,  and  the  peasantry,  who  are  gainers  by  the 
confiscation,  will  not  rebel ;  but  their  quiescence  never  gen- 
erates toleration. 

At  the  present  time  the  Papal  nuncio,  taking  his  cue  from 
a  reactionary  Pope,  tries  to  stir  up  popular  passion  against 
the  Protestant  bishop.  It  would  not  be  at  all  surprising  if 
he  succeeded  in  having  the  poor  man  mobbed.  It  is  not  so 
long  since  Protestant  chapels  were  torn  down  in  Spanish 
towns.  The  police  will,  of  course,  protect  Cabrera  if  they 
can  be  summoned  in  time  ;  but  mobs  sometimes  do  quick 
work.  It  may  perhaps  be  a  question  whether  it  was  wise  to 
provoke  the  bigoted  populace  of  Madrid  by  planting  a 
Protestant  bishopric  in  their  midst  ;  but  this  does  not  touch 
the  main  question  at  issue,  which  is  whether  the  Papal  re- 
ligion is  not  irreconcilable  with  religious  liberty. 

An  affirmative  answer  might,  perhaps,  be  inferred  from 
the  language  which  eminent  Roman  Catholic  divines  have 
uttered  of  late.  The  entire  Papal  priesthood  have  received 
the  cue  from  Rome  to  assert  that  the  church  has  never 
changed  its  doctrines  or  its  practices — that  it  is  the  same 
now  as  it  was  in  the  Middle  Ages — "semper  eadem."  In 
the  days  of  Gregory  the  Seventh,  men  were  put  to  death, 
at  the  demand  of  the  church,  for  being  Moslems,  or  Jews, 
or  heretics  ;  and  at  a  much  later  period,  where  the  Papists 
had  the  upper  hand,  men  were  burned  for  being  Protestants. 
These  savageries  were  not  peculiar  to  Roman  Catholics  ; 
Protestants  were  equally  intolerant  and  brutal.  But  whereas 
the  Protestants  of  to-day  do  not  attempt  to  justify  the  ex- 
cesses into  which  they  were  led  by  bigotry,  but '"are  ashamed 
of  them,  and  thank  God  that  they  have  grown  more 
humane  and  more  tolerant,  the  Papal  hierarchy  boasts  that 
it  has  not  changed  in  the  least  since  Protestants  were 
roasted  at  Smithfield  ;  from  which  it  is  fair  to  infer  that  they 
would  roast  heretics  to-day  if  they  had  the  power.  It  is 
this  which  makes  the  growth  of  the  Papal  Church  so 
dangerous. 

This  nuncio  at  Madrid  says  that  the  consecration  of  a 
Protestant  church  in  that  city  is  sacrilegious.  How  about 
the  erection  of  Roman  Catholic  cathedrals  in  New  York 
and  San  Francisco?  No  Protestant  has  raised  his  voice 
against  them  ;  nor  was  there  a  word  of  protest  when  Arch- 
bishop Riordan  marched  his  Papal  cohorts  through  Market 
Street,  and  congratulated  them  on  becoming  an  organized 
force.  It  is  impossible  to  read  the  nuncio's  anathema  without 
asking  the  question  whether  there  is  not  something  in  Roman 
Catholic  doctrines  that  suffocates  human  reason  and  sets  a 
bar  to  progress. 

Last  week  we  touched  briefly  upon  some  of  the  develop- 
ments made  before  the  Lexow  Committee  concerning  the 
Democratic  municipal  government  of  New  York.  Very 
little  of  this  is  telegraphed  out  here — the  New  York  agents 
of  the  Associated  Press  and  the  United  Press  are  evidently 
not  particularly  eager  to  give  forth  their  city's  shame  to  the 
world.  But  it  is  a  story  which  fills  one  with  indignation  and 
horror. 

The  Lexow  Committee,  as  we  have  said,  was  appointed 
by  the  Republican  legislature  of  New  York  to  investigate 
charges  against  those  branches  of  the  Democratic  municipal 
government  of  New  York  city  connected  with  the  criminal 
courts  and  the  police  department.  The  crimes  which  they 
have  unearthed  have  shocked  even  the  busy,  selfish  city  of 
New  York.  They  have  so  shocked  it  for  the  reason  that 
they  were  cowardly  crimes,  committed  often  upon  the  poor, 
the  ignorant,  and  the  weak.  As  for  the  blackmail  upon 
steamship  companies,  merchants,  saloon  -  keepers,  and 
bagnios,  that  did  not  excite  so  much  feeling.  But,  none 
the  less,  this  robbery  differed  from  the  others  only  in  de- 
gree and  not  in  kind. 

Some  instances  of  the  methods  by  which  the  Democratic 
police  captains  grew  rich  from  their  ill-gotten  gains  may  be 
mentioned  here.  Jared  Flagg,  a  reputable  real-estate  agent, 
stated  the  following  facts,  on  affidavit.  He  has  charge  of 
eight  hundred  and  twenty-two  flats  in  New  York  city.  Police 
Captain  Donahue  sent  for  him,  and  told  him  that  certain 
flats  under  his  control  on  Eighteenth  Street  contained  dis- 
reputable women,  and  that  if  Flagg  paid  the  captain  one 
hundred  dollars  a  month  they  would  be  allowed  to  remain. 
Flsgg  refused,  saying  that  he  was  not  keeping  houses  of 
prostitution  or  bribing  public  officials,  but  that  he  would  en- 
deavor to  find  out  the  disreputable  persons  and  eject  them. 
Donahue  told  him  to  go  ahead,  but  that  he  "  was  a  fool,  and 
would  lose  big  money."  Flagg  ascertained  what  he  could 
about  his  tenants,  and  served  dispossession  notices  on  sev- 
eral of  them.  One,  a  young  girl  of  nineteen,  came  to  him, 
and  told  him  she  had  left  an  evil  life  and  was  then  engaged 
1,-^  work,  begging  him  not  to  put  her  out.  Flagg  was 
.1,  and  went  to  Donahue  with   this  story,  asking  indul- 


gence for  her.  Donahue  seemed  interested,  and  made  a 
note  of  the  number  of  her  flat.  The  next  day  Flagg  found 
that  the  police  captain,  considering  her  an  easy  victim,  had 
made  overtures  to  her,  and  on  her  repulsing  him,  had  lodged 
her  in  jail.  Donahue  then  went  to  Flagg  and  told  him  he 
wanted  "no  more  nonsense,"  but  that  Flagg  must  pay  him 
one  hundred  dollars  a  month.  On  Flagg's  refusal,  he  said  : 
"Then  take  the  consequences."  The  next  day  he  was 
arrested  by  Captain  Donahue  and  a  detective,  and  taken  to 
Jefferson  Market  Police  Court,  for  "keeping  a  disorderly 
house."  The  police  captain  walked  around  behind  the  rail 
and  whispered  to  the  police  judge.  When  Flagg  attempted 
to  tell  his  side  of  the  case,  the  police  judge  told  him  to 
"shut  up."  He  was  indicted,  held  for  trial,  and  is  now  out 
on  bail.     All  of  these  facts  are  sworn  to  by  Mr.  Flagg. 

Another  gem  on  the  "finest  police  force"  of  the  Demo- 
cratic municipal  government  of  New  York  is  Captain 
Schmittberger.  The  steamship  piers  are  in  his  district. 
Near  the  pier  of  the  French  line,  Officer  de  Gann  was 
stationed.  As  he  spoke  French,  the  company  gave  him  ten 
dollars  a  week  for  services  outside  of  his  regular  hours. 
Schmittberger  heard  of  this,  and  sent  his  "ward  man" 
around  to  De  Gann,  telling  him  that  his  captain  must  have 
half.  To  this  De -Gann  yielded.  Shortly  after  the  captain 
sent  around,  demanding  all  of  the  ten  dollars  a  week. 
De  Gann  refused.  Captain  Schmittberger  at  once  re- 
moved him  from  the  pier,  and  placed  him  at  the  fish- 
market.  As  soon  as  he  was  gone,  Schmittberger  made  a 
demand  on  the  French  company's  agent,  M.  Forget,  for 
five  hundred  dollars  for  himself.  This  was  acceded  to. 
All  these  facts  were  testified  to  by  Officer  de  Gann  and  M. 
Forget,  who  was  a  most  unwilling  witness,  and  whose  favor- 
ite answer,  as  might  have  been  expected  from  his  name,  was 
"  I  don't  remember." 

But  the  crowning  outrage  of  all  was  the  one  to  which  we 
briefly  referred  last  week.  Mrs.  Caela  Urchittel  came  to 
New  York  from  Germany  some  time  ago,  a  widow  with  four 
children.  She  started  a  small  cigar-shop  on  Bridge  Street. 
She  did  fairly  well,  although  speaking  very  little  English, 
supported  her  children,  and  saved  up  a  couple  of  hundred 
dollars.  This  fact  came  to  the  ears  of  one  Hussey,  the 
police  officer  on  that  beat.  He  went  to  her  and  demanded 
fifty  dollars,  threatening  her  with  arrest  for  keeping  a  dis- 
orderly house,  if  she  refused.  She  did  refuse.  The  next 
night  he  came  around  with  a  "detective,"  who  advised  her 
to  give  Hussey  fifty  dollars  and  ten  dollars  a  month.  On 
her  refusal,  they  took  her  to  what  they  said  was  a  police  sta- 
tion, and  there  insisted  on  searching  her,  claiming  that  she 
had  money  hidden  in  her  stockings,  and  treated  her  with  the 
utmost  indignity.  Finally,  they  found  twenty-five  dollars, 
which  they  divided.  They  did  not  even  have  the  honor 
which  thieves  are  supposed  to  have,  for  the  next  day  they 
arrested  her.  She  was  taken  to  the  Tombs,  tried  for  keep- 
ing a  disorderly  house,  being  all  the  time  in  ignorance  of 
what  she  was  charged  with,  fined,  and  imprisoned.  On  her 
release,  she  found  her  shop  looted,  her  business  ruined,  and 
her  children  gone.  After  weeks  of  search,  she  found  them 
in  the  possession  of  the  Gerry  Society  for  the  Protection  of 
Children,  which  society  refused  to  give  them  up  on  the 
ground  of  her  conviction  as  a  woman  of  lewd  life.  All 
these  facts  were  sworn  to  by  Mrs.  Urchittel  and  some  of  the 
neighbors  who  were  partly  conversant  with  them. 

Such  things  as  this,  taking  place  a  hundred  years  ago 
in  a  corner  of  Asiatic  Turkey,  would  have  excited  horror 
in  Europe.  Who  would  have  believed  that  they  could  take 
place  in  the  nineteenth  century  in  the  largest  city  of 
the  greatest  and  most  enlightened  republic  in  the  world? 

The  city  in  which  they  took  place  has  been  for  a  third  of 
a  century  under  Democratic  rule.  That  party  is  responsible 
for  the  acts  of  its  officials.  It  is  eminently  fitting  that  it 
should  be  so  held  responsible.  It  is  at  the  bar  of  outraged 
public  opinion  that  this  party  will  plead.  Let  us  hope  that 
its  corrupt  and  cowardly  officials  may  be  put  behind  the 
bars,  and  that  the  party  which  installed  and  encouraged 
them  may  be  driven  from  power. 

This  is  a  bad  year  to  ask  Republicans  to  vote  for  "  in- 
dependent" and  "non-partisan"  tickets  when  such  voting 
means  Democratic  success.  The  picture  of  the  largest  city 
in  the  United  States  under  Democratic  rule  is  not  a  pleasant 
one.  It  is  one  calculated  to  make  any  honest  man, 
whether  Democrat   or  Republican,  ashamed  of  his  country. 

Corporal  punishment  for  criminals  is  receiving  increased 
attention  in  the  Eastern  States.  The  recent  investigation  of 
the  charges  made  against  Superintendent  Brockway  for 
whipping  boys  at  the  Elmira  reformatory  has  started  a  dis- 
cussion that  is  deeply  significant,  and  that  extends  far  be- 
yond the  original  subject  of  inquiry.  When  Bishop  Potter, 
a  churchman  of  the  highest  standing  and  the  broadest  sym- 
pathy, declares  that  he  considers  "  this  cry  against  the  in- 
fliction of  corporal  punishment  in  the  reformatory  as  a  sam- 
ple of  the  emasculated  spirit  of  the  times  "  ;  when  Elbridge  T. 


Gerry,  whose  reputation  for  humane  sympathy  can  not  be 
questioned,  says  :  "  I  believe  in  the  whipping-post  and  the 
infliction  of  corporal  punishment  for  certain  offenses "  ; 
when  the  Humane  Societies  in  convention  assembled  at 
Albany  call  for  legislation  decreeing  the  use  of  the  lash 
in  addition  to  existing  penalties  in  cases  of  gross  cruelty  to 
children — when  all  these  indications  of  a  broader  and  more 
scientific  consideration  of  punishment  are  brought  to  light, 
it  is  time  for  the  sentimentalists  to  consider  upon  what  they 
base  their  opposition  to  this  form  of  correction. 

As  has  been  pointed  out  in  these  columns,  the  cat  is  still 
used  in  English  prisons.  Some  months  ago,  mention  was 
made  of  twelve  criminals  convicted  of  robbery  with  violence 
and  sentenced  to  the  lash.  Recently  a  similar  penalty  was 
inflicted  upon  four  of  the  greatest  ruffians  in  London.  They 
were  the  leaders  of  a  gang  that  had  made  the  Seven 
Dials  district  and  Drury  Lane  the  most  dangerous  spot  in 
London.  The  judge  announced  his  intention  to  make  an 
exemplary  use  of  the  cat,  which  put  a  stop  to  garroting  in 
London  several  years  ago.  The  leader  was  sentenced  to 
twenty-four  lashes,  and  the  others  to  twelve  each,  besides 
hard  labor  for  from  eight  to  fourteen  years.  The  prisoners 
did  not  seem  to  mind  imprisonment,  but  the  sentence  of  the 
cat  terrified  them,  and  they  began  to  whine  and  cry  piteously. 
For  years  these  ruffians  had  inflicted  even  worse  punishment 
upon  their  innocent  victims,  but  the  thought  of  a  similar  in- 
fliction unnerved  them.  The  cat  used  in  English  jails  is  a 
rod  two  feet  long  with  nine  whip-cord  lashes  having  a  few 
knots  in  each.  Both  the  officials  who  administer  and  the 
criminals  who  receive  it  testify  to  its  efficiency. 

In  Delaware  the  experience  at  the  whipping-post  is  prob- 
ably not  so  severe.  Just  a  month  ago  the  quarterly  whipping 
of  petty  criminals  took  place  at  New  Castle  in  that  State. 
Eleven  offenders  in  all  were  whipped.  The  first  victim  re- 
ceived ten  lashes  in  silence,  neither  groaning  nor  complain- 
ing. The  second  received  twenty  lashes  ;  the  last  received 
thirty  lashes — and  all  seemed  to  view  the  penalty  lightly. 
Yet  in  spite  of  this,  the  effect  in  Delaware  has  been  most 
beneficial.  There  has  been  no  notable  burglary  in  that  State 
for  a  quarter  of  a  century,  and  the  one  that  occurred  in  1870 
was  the  first  in  fifty  years.  Only  one  notable  burglar)-  in 
three-quarters  of  a  century  is  a  record  that  no  other  State 
can  compete  with.  Several  years  ago  a  comparison  of  crim- 
inal statistics  was  made  for  the  purpose  of  determining  the 
effect  of  the  whipping-post  on  the  amount  of  crime.  New 
Castle  County,  Del.,  was  compared  with  four  others  of 
about  die  same  population — one  in  South  Carolina,  one  in 
Maryland,  one  in  Pennsylvania,  and  one  in  Minnesota. 
These  are  not  lawless  communities,  but  would  probably  com- 
pare favorably  with  similar  communities  in  the  other  States. 
The  ratios  were  :  Minnesota,  1  criminal  in  S4  ;  Maryland, 
1  in  in  ;  Pennsylvania,  1  in  1,333;  South  Carolina,  1  in 
1,65s  ;  and  Delaware,  1  in  2,046.  In  other  words,  on  the 
basis  of  equal  population,  for  every  hundred  criminals  in 
Delaware,  there  are  125  in  South  Carolina,  156  in  Pennsyl- 
vania, 187  in  Maryland,  and  24S  in  Minnesota, 

Thus  the  practical  effect  of  the  whipping-post  bears  out  the 
reasoning.  The  eminent  criminologist  of  Japan  expressed 
the  most  enlightened  principle  when  he  declared  that  the 
punishment  should  fit  the  crime,  and  it  is  a  curious  instance 
of  fact  following  fiction  that  a  commissioner  has  been  sent 
by  the  Japanese  Government  to  this  country  to  study  the 
methods  of  treating  criminals  at  Elmira  and  at  the  Concord 
reformatory  in  Massachusetts,  where  similar  methods  are 
employed.  There  are  certain  crimes  for  which  the  inflic- 
tion of  physical  suffering  is  the  only  penalty.  The  drunken 
brute  who  comes  home  and  beats  his  wife  or  tortures  his 
children  should  be  made  to  understand  the  enormity  of  his 
offense  by  an  application  of  the  lash  to  his  own  back.  Those 
maudlin  sentimentalists  who  object  that  such  punishment 
would  have  a  brutalizing  effect  upon  him  should  be  made  to 
explain  how  he  can  become  more  of  a  brute.  Moral  consid- 
erations can  have  no  weight  with  him  ;  physical  fear  must 
be  appealed  to  if  he  is  to  be  restrained. 

Last  winter  there  was  almost  a  reign  of  terror  in  this 
city  because  of  footpads.  Men  who  refused  to  deliver  over 
their  valuables  without  hesitation  were  brutally  beaten  or 
maltreated  :  women  as  well  as  men  were  held  up  at  the 
point  of  the  pistol.  The  police,  when  appealed  to,  con- 
tended that  the  situation  was  no  worse  than  usual  ;  that 
this  was  a  regular  incident  of  winter  life  in  the  metropolis  of 
the  Pacific  Coast.  They  quoted  the  statistics  to  prove  their 
contention,  and  showed  that  the  only  novel  feature  was  the 
fact  that  the  papers  were  reporting  the  cases.  The  penalty 
of  imprisonment,  therefore,  has  no  restraining  effect  upon 
these  criminals.  Who  can  say  that  the  fear  of  the  whipping- 
post would  have  none?  Who  can  claim  that  a  dose  of  their 
own  medicine  would  be  a  cruel  or  unnatural  infliction  upon 
these  highwaymen  of  the  pave  ? 

The  California  legislature  will  soon  be  convened  again. 
It  can  do  no  better  work  than  to  relieve  this  city  and  this 
State  from  the  eternal  shame  of  being  an  unsafe  place  to 


October 


1894. 


THE        ARGONAUT. 


live  in.  Let  the  wife-beater  and  the  child-beater,  the  scoun- 
drels who  feloniously  assault  women  and  children,  the  house- 
breaker whose  ever-ready  pistol  is  a  menace  to  the  law- 
abiding,  and  the  garroter  who  lurks  in  dark  places  with  his 
loaded  bludgeon,  feel  the  sting  of  the  lash,  and  we  may  hope 
for  a  different  condition  of  affairs. 


Some  days  ago,  the  Constitutional  Convention  of  New  York 
refused  to  report  a  plank  indorsing  female  suffrage.  But 
this  has  not  checked  the  discussion  of  the  subject.  It  has 
imparted  life  to  the  controversy,  and  has  encouraged  the 
opponents  of  equality  to  state  opinions  which  it  seemed  un- 
gallant  to  urge  when  the  ladies  were  pleading  for  what  they 
called  their  rights.  The  views  which  Herbert  Spencer 
avowed  after  his  conversion  are  being  reproduced  in  the 
newspapers.  Editors  are  saying  boldly  that  he  was  right 
when  he  asserted  that  government  is  based  on  force,  and 
that  women  can  not  claim  to  be  co-equal  partners  in  it  with 
men  until  they  can  show  that  they  are  able  to  shoulder  a 
rifle  for  the  defense  of  the  nation  in  the  event  of  invasion  or 
rebellion.  Human  conflicts  must,  in  their  last  stage,  be  sub- 
mitted to  the  arbitrament  of  the  stronger.  And  until  women 
can  prove  that  they  are  men's  equals  in  strength,  they  are 
handicapped  in  their  contention  that  they  should  be  his 
equals  in  political  weight. 

Mr.  Hall  Caine,  who  has  forged  to  the  front  among 
writers  of  fiction  with  his  "  Manxman,"  has  lately  taken  a 
hand  in  the  controversy.     He  says  : 

"There  is  an  absolute  inequality  between  the  sexes,  an  in- 
equality that  began  in  the  Garden  of  Eden  and  will  go  on  till  the 
last  woman  is  born.  It  is  not  an  inequality  of  intellect,  but  of  sex. 
How  can  we  escape  from  the  belief  that  woman  is  the  subject 
creature  ?  Once  a  woman  marries,  she  becomes  conscious  of  this, 
willy  nilly.  There  is  no  getting  over  the  essential  inequality  of  sex. 
The  male  is  of  necessity  the  dominant  creature.  Nature  tells  us  so 
in  a  thousand  voices." 

Mr.  Caine  apparently  knows  more  about  the  Garden  of 
Eden  than  other  people,  yet  his  illustration  from  it  can  not 
be  said  to  be  apt.  In  the  transactions  which  are  said  to 
have .  occurred  in  that  paradise,  Adam  certainly  played  sec- 
ond fiddle. 

By  a  process  of  reasoning  which  he  does  not  explain, 
Mr.  Caine  arrives  at  the  conclusion  that  the  defect  in  the 
present  social  system  grows  out  of  the  ignorance  of 
women.     He  says  : 

"lam  forced  to  the  conclusion  that  all  women  should  know  cer- 
tain facts  about  the  world  in  which  they  live.  To  tell  girls  the  kind 
of  life  that  some  men  live  might  have  the  effect  of  rubbing  the 
bloom  off  their  modesty  ;  but  even  that  is  better  than  that  their  hap- 
piness should  be  wrecked  through  ignorance.  The  first  generation 
of  the  emancipated  always  have  to  pay  for  their  emancipation,  and 
so,  may  be,  girls  of  the  present  day  will  have  to  pay  the  price  of 
knowledge.     But  all  this  will  amend  itself." 

This  is  a  contention  with  which  the  readers  of  the  Argo- 
naut are  familiar.  In  the  occasional  articles  which  have 
appeared  in  this  journal  on  the  woman  question,  stress  has 
always  been  laid  on  the  necessity  of  educating  girls  as  a 
preliminary  to  their  political  emancipation — not  in  music, 
languages,  embroidery,  and  other  polite  accomplishments, 
but  in  the  laws  of  human  nature  and  the  conditions  upon 
which  woman's  and  man's  physical  well-being  depends. 
Women  can  not  reasonably  claim  to  be  the  equals  of  men 
while  they  are  ignorant  of  the  laws  which  govern  conjugal 
life  and  maternity.  Those  laws  underlie  the  essential  con- 
ditions of  social  life  :  and  no  person — male  or  female — 
should  presume  to  meddle  with  public  affairs  so  long  as 
physiology  and  its  bearings  on  psychology  are  a  closed  book, 
as  they  are  to  nine-tenths  of  our  girls.  Instead  of  clamor- 
ing for  the  suffrage,  the  leaders  of  advanced  thought  among 
women  would  bestow  their  time  more  usefully  if  they  under- 
took a  crusade  against  ignorant  teaching  in  female  boarding- 
schools,  and  insisted  that  graduates  should  know  the  things 
a  woman  ought  to  know,  instead  of  being  educated  on  the 
plan  of  Agnes  in  the  "Ecole  des  Femmes." 

There  are  other  things  in  which  a  little  training  would  do 
our  women  no  harm.  With  rare  exceptions,  the  members 
of  the  sex  who  come  to  the  front  on  the  woman  question 
are  obtrusive,  tactless,  and  consumed  with  a  morbid  fond- 
ness for  the  sound  of  their  own  voices.  Whether  they 
meet  in  committees,  or  conventions,  or  congresses,  the  same 
women  always  thrust  themselves  into  the  foreground  and 
never  tire  of  talking.  They  seldom  have  anything  to  say 
that  is  worth  hearing.  Their  logic  is  slipshod,  their  reason- 
ing a  string  of  affirmations  which  do  not  hang  together. 
That  is  not  their  fault ;  they  have  not  been  taught  to  reason  ; 
and  women  are  rarely  born  with  the  logical  faculty. 

Not  that  women  are,  on  the  average,  less  intelligent  than 
men.  In  a  mixed  multitude  of  both  sexes,  there  will  prob- 
ably be  found  as  many  bright  women  as  men.  But 
men  have  learned  by  experience  that  if  bores  and  fools 
are  allowed  to  come  to  the  front  at  public  meetings,  the 
audience  will  disperse  ;  hence  such  folk  are  kept  perforce  in 
the  background.  Women  have  not  had  an  opportunity  of 
learning  that  lesson.     There  was  a  women's   congress  lately 


held  here  in  a  public  hall.  It  was  attended  by  scores  of 
women  who  are  known  by  their  friends  to  be  sensible,  clear- 
headed, sound-minded,  and  even  brilliant.  But  the  ladies 
who  captured  the  platform,  and  who  would  rather  have  died 
than  relinquish  it,  were  equally  remarkable  for  dullness  and 
loquacity. 

If  ladies  want  to  make  male  converts  to  their  doctrines, 
they  must  invent  some  extinguisher  for  the  irrepressible 
talkers  at  their  meetings.  The  flow  of  soul  is  all  very  well. 
But  it  should  not  always  flow  out  of  the  same  tap.  In 
this  city,  the  speech-makers  for  the  cause  of  women  are 
known  to  every  one  by  face  and  name.  They  should  be 
allowed  to  repose  on  their  laurels,  and  to  enjoy  a  silent  res- 
pite from  their  labors.  They  do  not  embody  all  tfce  wit 
and  wisdom  of  their  sex.  They  have  done  so  much  for  the 
good  cause  that  they  ought  to  be  allowed  a  rest  on  the 
benches  where  the  listeners  sit. 


The  Mechanics'  Institute  is  a  San  Francisco  organization 
which  was  originally  started,  as  its  name  would  imply,  as  a 
reading-room  for  mechanics.  It  has  grown  to  be  a  large 
and  wealthy  institution,  owning  lands  and  buildings,  and 
possessing  a  library  which  is  probably  the  finest  in  the  city — 
it  is  certainly  the  most  coherent  and  least  heterogeneous. 
The  Mechanics'  Institute  is  no  longer  composed  entirely  of 
mechanics,  although  many  still  belong.  Numbers  of  its 
members  are  prominent  business  men,  and  it  is  owing  to 
their  skillful  management  of  its  affairs  that  it  has  been  so 
prosperous,  making  a  sharp  contrast  with  the  decline  of  its 
one-time  rival,  the  Mercantile  Library.  Its  directors  are 
elected  after  spirited  contests,  and  their  deliberations  and 
decisions  over  the  affairs  of  the  institute  are  followed  with 
much  interest.  At  their  last  meeting,  according  to  the  daily 
papers,  the  following  took  place  : 

A  resolution,  presented  by  Director  Lewis,  set  forth  that  there  is  a 
business  depression  in  San  Franriscco  ;  that  the  recording  secretary 
should  be  instructed  to  ascertain  the  causes  by  gathering  information 
as  to  the  number  of  mechanical  and  industrial  enterprises  which  have 
been  established  and  the  number  which  have  been  abandoned  since 
1891  ;  also  the  number  of  men  employed  in  the  industries  on  March 
1,  1891,  and  the  number  on  March  1,  1894. 

Director  Cummings  said  that  the  resolution  had  come  from  a  Re- 
publican and  he  was  afraid  there  was  politics  in  it.  He  moved  that  it 
be  laid  over  until  after  January  1,  1895. 

Director  Leggett  said  that  he  supposed  *it  was  the  tariff  question. 
He  wished  the  fullest  investigation  on  that  point.  Mr.  Leggett  be- 
came quite  emphatic,  and  Mr.  Lewis  retorted  that  he  was  not  sur- 
prised to  see  a  Democrat  tremble  at  the  words  "  labor"  and  "  me- 
chanical industries."  Mr.  Leggett  denied  that  he  was  trembling  or 
that  he  was  afraid  that  the  resolution  was  loaded. 

The  resolution  was  adopted  and  the  evening's  business  brought  to 
a  conclusion. 

Now  it  is  eminently  fitting  that  such  an  institution  as  the 
Mechanics'  Institute  should  make  such  an  investigation.  As 
we  have  said,  its  membership  is  largely  made  up  of  me- 
chanics and  hard-headed  business  men.  They  are  the  first 
to  feel  the  effects  of  a  business  depression — long  before  it 
has  reached  newspaper  editors,  college  professors,  and  other 
erudite  and  non-producing  persons.  Why,  then,  should 
such  an  investigation  not  be  made?  Why  did  Director 
Cummings  "  fear  that  there  was  politics  in  it "  ?  Why  did 
Director  Leggett  fear  "that  it  involved  the  tariff  question"  ? 
What  if  it  does?  Does  not  Director  Cummings  want  the 
Mechanics'  Institute  to  know  the  causes  of  the  present  de- 
pression ?  Does  Director  Leggett  wish  to  stifle  such  an  in- 
vestigation because  it  might  run  up  against  the  Democratic 
part)'? 

Let  us  assure  these  worthy  gentlemen  that  concealing 
facts  does  not  remove  them.  The  Republicans  in  the 
Mechanics'  Institute  do  not  fear  such  an  investigation. 
Why,  then,  should  the  Democrats  ?  Let  the  investigation 
go  on. 

Elsewhere  in  this  issue  will  be  found  a  number  of  extracts 
from  a  book  which  is  all  the  talk  of  London.  It  is  called 
"The  Green  Carnation,"  and  is  a  biting  satire  on  Oscar 
Wilde.  The  book  is  written  after  the  manner  of  Wilde  him- 
self, and  is  the  work  of  a  practiced  hand.  It  will  doubtless 
soon  result  in  a  tempest  in  the  London  literary  tea-pot,  for 
Oscar  is  by  no  means  lamb-like,  and  there  are  evidently 
many  characters  in  the  book  taken  from  life,  in  addition  to 
that  of  Wilde  himself,  who  figures  as  "Esme'  Amarinth." 

The  success  of  Oscar  Wilde,  both  in  literature  and  in 
other  ways,  has  evidently  excited  much  envy  among  his  less 
fortunate  literary  brethren.  This  is  not  to  be  wondered  at, 
considering  the  manner  in  which  he  won  notoriety — for  it 
can  scarcely  be  called  fame.  He  is  a  man  of  brains  and 
education,  and  he  has  written  some  fine  things,  both  in  prose 
and  verse.  His  strong  poem,  "Ave  Imperatrix,"  will  live 
when  much  Victorian  verse  has  been  forgotten.  But  the 
slow  climbing  of  the  Hill  Parnassus  wearied  Wilde,  and 
he  took  a  short  cut.  In  these  end-of-the-century  days 
modest  merit  is  unheeded,  while  noisy  mediocrity  gets  a 
hearing.  Oscar  Wilde,  who  is  not  mediocre,  adopted  the 
methods  of  mediocrity.  He  deliberately  made  a  guy  of 
himself  to  win  the  public  ear.     Who   can   forget  the  audi- 


ences of  several  thousand  well-dressed  people  who  went  to 
hear  him  lecture  in  San  Francisco  and  other  cities  on  "  Art  ? " 
— who  gazed  with  interest  on  this  large,  beefy  man,  with  the 
heavy,  tallowy  face,  long,  greasy  hair,  shirt  with  lace  ruffles 
and  jabots,  velvet  coat,  satin  small-clothes,  silk  stockings, 
and  silver-buckled  shoes — this  "  aesthete  "  who  held  a  lily  in 
his  hand,  posed,  postured,  and  talked  truisms?  These  audi- 
ences were  not  interested  in  "  art  " — they  were  interested  in 
seeing  the  man  about  whom  two  countries  were  talking,  and 
they  were  in  exactly  the  same  intellectually  receptive  condi- 
tion as  a  crowd  of  male  and  female  bumpkins  at  a  fair  gap- 
ing at  some  fantastically  garbed  charlatan  Dulcamara  selling 
elixir-of-life  pills. 

But  Wilde  had  accomplished  his  purpose — he  had  made 
himself  talked  about,  and  had  incidentally  made  some 
money  by  his  lectures.  He  returned  to  London,  and  editors 
who  had  previously  looked  upon  him  as  a  joke  now  took 
him  seriously.  His  work  was  accepted,  and  well  paid  for. 
Fortunately — or  unfortunately — for  him,  he  married,  and 
married  a  rich  woman.  His  sensual  face  shows  that  he  is 
fond  of  good  living,  and  his  heavy  jaw  shows  that  he  was. 
determined  to  obtain  it.  How  to  have  a  life  interest  in 
luxury  ? — marriage  was  probably  the  easiest  way.  But  like 
most  literary  men,  from  Addison  down,  who  have  married 
wealthy  women,  domestic  life  has  acted  as  an  extinguisher. 
L'xoriousness  and  the  worship  of  the  Muse  do  not  seem  to 
go  well  in  double  harness.  Since  his  marriage,  Wilde  has 
produced  almost  nothing  but  one  clever  plav.  Perhaps 
this  stinging  assault  upon  him  in  "  The  Green  Carnation" 
may  rouse  him  to  some  of  the  vigor  of  his  pre-matrimonial 

days. 

♦ 

The  Republican  party  in  national  affairs  seems  at  present 
to  have  an  air-tight  cinch  on  the  situation.  If  they  suc- 
ceed in  overcoming  the  Democratic  majority  in  Congress, 
as  seems  probable,  they  can  cany-  out  no  tariff  legislation, 
as  the  Senate  will  be  Democratic,  and  the  Democratic 
President  would  veto  anything  hostile  to  his  free-trade 
ideas.  On  the  other  hand,  the  Democrats  will  be  able  to 
make  no  changes  in  the  tariff,  owing  to  the  Republican 
majority  in  the  House.  Therefore,  the  country  would  have 
to  go  along  under  the  present  Democratic  Sugar  Trust 
Tariff.  It  is  already  quite  evident  that  there  is  to  be  no 
"business  boom,"  as  the  Democrats  hoped  would  be  the 
case  after  the  passage  of  the  new  law.  As  in  the  case 
of  all  panics  and  business  depressions,  it  is  going 
to  take  some  years  to  recover — say  five.  During  the 
next  two  years,  the  business  of  the  country  will  be 
slowly  reviving  —  very  slowly.  The  Republican  major- 
ity in  Congress,  having  its  hands  tied  by  a  Demo- 
cratic President  and  Senate,  can  do  nothing,  but  will 
greatly  harass  the  party  in  power  by  ascribing  the  continued 
depression  to  the  Sugar  Trust  Tariff.  At  the  expiration  of 
two  years,  the  elections  will  come  on  again  for  Presidential 
electors  and  congressmen.  The  people  will  be  wearied 
of  Democratic  depression  and  misrule.  The  Republi- 
cans will  probably  sweep  the  country,  and  elect  a  Republican 
President  and  an  overwhelmingly  Republican  Congress. 
By  that  time  about  four  years  will  have  elapsed  since  the 
Democratic  panic  began,  and  a  revival  of  business  may  be 
looked  for  in  about  five.  That  is  the  experience  shown  by 
previous  panics.  The  result  will  be  that  the  return  of  the 
Republican  part)-  to  complete  possession  of  the  government 
will  probably  be  simultaneous  with  the  "business  boom"  for 
which  the  Democratic  party  now  hopes  and  prays. 


It  has  been  so  much  the  fashion  for  Democratic  news- 
papers to  sneer  at  ex-President  Harrison,  who  was  perforce 
silent  while  in  office  except  for  his  official  papers,  that  people 
are  apt  to  forget  how  vigorous  a  speaker  he  is.  On 
October  12th,  he  went  across  Indiana  to  open  the  campaign 
before  an  Evanston  audience.  On  his  way  he  was  obliged 
to  speak  fourteen  times.  One  would  imagine  that  a  man 
would  be  physically  and  mentally  wearied  after  such  a 
task,  but  it  did  not  so  appear.  General  Harrison  seemed 
to  be  in  the  best  of  physical  condition  when  he  faced  his 
enormous  audience  at  Evanston.  That  his  mind  was  work- 
ing well  is  evidenced  by  this  extract  from  his  speech  : 

""  For  several  years  everybody  has  talked  about  the  tariff,  and  the 
talk  does  not  seem  to  wear  out.  There  seems  to  be  no  end  of  it. 
But  there  has  in  the  last  year  entered  into  this  discussion  the  most 
eloquent  and  forceful  speaker  that  ever  addressed  an  audience,  an 
orator  who  has  more  power  to  move  men  than  any  other.  That 
orator  is  Experience.  He  has  been  talking  for  two  years,  and  I  am 
much  mistaken  if  he  has  not  been  talking  effectively." 

There  never  was  said  a  truer  word.  Tons  of  paper, 
rivers  of  ink,  and  oceans  of  bosh  have  been  printed,  written, 
and  talked  about  the  tariff;  it  was  all  directed  at  the  work- 
ingman.  That  it  had  its  effect  was  shown  by  the  election  of 
iSy2.  But  Experience,  the  orator  who  has  been  talking  to 
the  workingman  lately,  is  irrefutable.  The  most  brilliant  of 
the  Democratic  campaign  speakers  can  not  coj" 
eloquence.  "  He  has  been  talking  for  two  years." 
talking  yet 


THE 


ARGONAUT. 


October  iz,  1894. 


THE    TURNING    OF    THE    BAR-BOY. 


How  the  Citizens  of  Nitrate  Found  "Start's"   Limit. 


He  floated  into  Nitrate  one  day,  just  like  any  other  wan- 
derer, and  put  up  at  the  Binford  House  for  supper.  After 
supper  he  strolled  out  in  front  and  talked  to  Pop  Binford, 
the  landlord,  for  a  half-hour  or  so.  Next  day  he  was  mix- 
in0,  drinks  behind  the  hotel  bar — was  in  possession  of  a  job 
that  half  the  men  in  Nitrate  would  have  jumped  at.  It  was 
"Shorty"  Longman's  job,  but  the  stranger  did  not  know 
that,  nor  did  he  know  Shorty  either.  Pop  Binford  did, 
though.  He  had  been  "getting  onto"  Shorty  for  some 
time,  and  when  it  dawned  upon  him  as  an  established  fact 
that  that  young  man's  ability  as  a  drink-mixer  was  becoming 
secondary  to  his  mastery  of  the  intricacies  of  the  cash- 
register,  he  suggested  to  him  the  advisability  of  getting 
along  for  a  time  without  work.  This  suggestion  Shorty 
took  as  a  hint  that  his  resignation  was  wanted  ;  he  therefore 
went  off  and  got  drunk,  and  the  next  day  the  cadaverous- 
looking,  mild-voiced  stranger,  with  his  soft  Southern  drawl, 
was  filling  the  place  of  Mr.  Longman  and  his  cockney 
accent. 

His  name  he  gave  out  as  Van  Sittart,  which,  for  convenience' 
sake,  speedily  became  abbreviated  to  "  Start."  That  was 
all  we  knew  of  him,  and  we  weren't  sure  of  even"  that  much. 
Binford  knew  no  more  about  him  than  any  one  else  did. 
The  man  had  asked  him  if  he  knew  of  a  vacant  job,  and, 
liking  his  looks,  he  had  given  him  one.  That  was  all.  For 
the  rest,  Start  was  twenty-five  or  so,  but  looked  younger, 
and  was  one  of  the  pleasantest,  most  gentlemanly,  and 
obliging  "  bar-boys  "  that  ever  threw  together  the  insidious 
cocktail,  and  he  became  duly  popular,  accordingly,  on  the 
shortest  kind  of  notice.  He  did  not  have  overmuch  to  say 
to  any  one,  but  that  was  nothing  against  him  ;  so  inside  of 
three  or  four  days  the  customers  of  the  Binford  House  bar 
voted  him  "white." 

He  was  in  a  way  to  become  one  of  the  best-liked  men  in 
Nitrate,  when  something  happened  that  caused  a  shock  of 
surprise,  not  to  say  grief,  to  those  whose  hearts  had  warmed 
toward  him — and  his  peculiar  style  of  mixing  drinks — at  the 
outset.  Shorty  Longman  the  loud-mouthed,  Shorty  the 
bluffer,  had  "called  down"  his  successor  before  a  large  au- 
dience, and  that  without  display  of  arms  ! 

Shorty,  it  seems,  had  gone  down  to  Denver  to  look  for 
another  job,  which  failed  to  appear  ;  and,  after  an  unsuccess- 
ful search  of  two  weeks,  he  filled  up  on  Seventeenth 
Street  whisky  and  took  the  train  for  Nitrate,  whereon  he  sat 
himself  down  to  brood  over  his  wrongs  ;  the  result  being 
that  when  he  arrived  in  camp  he  burned  with  the  desire  to 
make  it  disagreeable  for  the  man  who  took  his  job.  This 
he  proceeded  to  do  by  going  in  and  ordering  a  drink  for 
which  he  declined  to  pay,  and  adding  insult  to  injury  by  a 
fulsome  application  of  his  extensive  vocabulary  of  vile 
epithets,  couched  in  Bow  Bells  English — to  all  of  which,  ac- 
cording to  all  citizens  there  present  at  the  time,  the  new  bar- 
boy  replied  in  honeyed  accents  and  in  words  devised  to  turn 
away  wrath.  He  did  not,  it  was  conceded,  appear  to  be 
badly  terrorized  ;  but  there  could  be  no  doubt  that  he  had 
"taken  water,"  and  Start  stock  dropped  several  points. 

"  Hit  pizens  my  cup  o'  joy — hit  sho'  does,"  murmured  Mr. 
Calhoun  Keery,  late  of  Arkansas,  who  was  sitting  on  a  soap- 
box in  front  of  the  livery-stable  whittling  a  stick.  "  Hit  do 
grieve  me  a  hull  lot,"  he  went  on,  looking  sadly  at  his  handi- 
work. 

"What's  troublin',  Cal?"  asked  another  lounger.  "What- 
all's  breakin'  y'r  gentle  heart  t'day  ?  " 

Mr.  Keery  sighed  ponderously,  shut  one  eye,  and  spat, 
with  unerring  aim,  at  a  fly  a  few  feet  away. 

"  I'm  grieved,  I  am,  at  what  we-all's  jest  c'nferrin'  abaout 
— the  fallin'  fr'm  grace  oJ  this  yere  new  barkeep  at  Binford's. 
My,  my  !  An'  a  Southehn  gentlem'n,  too  !  AnJ  fr'm  clost 
anigh  ol'  Ahkansaw  ! 

"  Seen  'im,  this  mawnin'.  'SI:'  Staht,  I'm  a  man  o' 
sorruh,  I  am.5  'S  he  :  'What's  th'  matteh?'  'S  I,  real  sol- 
emn-like :  'Staht,  I'm  grieved  copious,  I  am,  t'  year  of  a 
Southehn  gentlem'n  a  strikin'  of  'is  colahs  to  a  bloomin' 
British  bloke  as  cain't  even  talk  United  States,  an'  is  knowed 
as  a  bluffah  on  any  propasition  fr'm  bettin'  two  deuces  in  a 
jack-pot  t'  sellin'  a  salted  mine.' 

"'S  Staht :  '  R'ferrin',  I  pehsoom,  t'  that  leetle  epysode  o' 
last  evenin'  ? ' 

" '  Yes,'  's  I.  An'  he  grins,  kind  o'  p'culiah,  and  leans 
ovah  th'  bah,  an'  says  : 

" (  Mistah  Keery,  did  yo'  evah  year  tell  o'  th'  wohm  th't 
tuhned  or  th'  wownded  doe  bein'  brought  t'  bay  ?  They's  a 
limit  t'  ever'thing,'  's  he.     An'  that's  all  I  got  out  o'  him." 

In  about  two  hours  the  camp  was  apprised  of  the  fact 
that  Start  had  given  it  out  that  he  was  likely  to  "turn," 
and  that  he  had  set  a  limit  to  the  amount  of  indignity  he 
would  put  up  with — whereupon  a  large  number  of  public- 
spirited  citizens  set  forth  to  find  said  limit.  They  would  re- 
fuse payment  for  drinks,  throw  cards  and  poker-chips  all 
over  the  floor,  poke  holes  in  the  cloth  of  the  billiard-table, 
break  glasses,  and  insist  on  staying  in  the  bar-room  long 
after  hours,  and  singing  ribald  songs — and  never  did  he  any 
more  than  mildly  protest.  How  he  squared  things  with 
Binford  was  a  mystery  until  it  leaked  out  that  he  paid  all 
damages  out  of  his  not  over-large  salary  ;  then  some  of  the 
boys  let  up  on  him,  but  there  were  still  a  few  smaller  souls 
who  went  in,  more  energetically  than  ever,  to  make  his  life 
miserable. 

Pete   Gallagher   came  in  late   one    Saturday    night    and 
asked    Start,   as    a   special    favor,  to   cash   a   twelve-dollar 
check  for  him  ;  and,  being  very  busy  and  much  hurried,  the 
bartender  gave   him    two   ten-dollar    bills    instead    of    two 
fives,  as  he  intended  to  do.    Next  day  he  called  Pete's  atten- 
tion to  the  fact,  and  that  gentleman,  while  acknowledging  that 
he  had  certainly  been  benefited  ten   dollars'  worth,  declined 
iake  restitution,  and  asked   poor  Start  what  he  proposed 
do  about  it.     Ambrose  Newton  and   "Count"  von  Hoflf- 
y:  took  Start's  dog — an  unfortunate  tramp  cur  that  he 


had  taken  in  out  of  kindness  of  heart  and  made  a  pet  of — 
one  evening,  fastened  wads  of  paper  to  his  feet  with  shoe- 
maker's wax,  tied  a  bunch  of  fire-crackers  to  his  tail,  and 
started  him  down  the  street.  On  this  occasion,  the  gentle 
bar-boy  showed  some  heat,  remarking,  feelingly,  that  no  one 
but  a  coward  would  torture  a  poor,  dumb  animal ;  at  which 
outburst  of  feeling  Newton  and  the  "  Count"  laughed  them- 
selves nearly  into  hysterics. 

Not  only  at  the  hands  of  the  regular  clientele  of  the  Bin- 
ford House  bar  did  the  new  bar-boy  suffer.  There  were 
plenty  of  others  who,  without  malice  aforethought,  suc- 
ceeded in  injuring  his  feelings  in  a  variety  of  ways.  There 
is  a  large  portion  of  society  that  can  not  resist  treating 
roughly  a  man  who  looks  as  though  he  would   not  resent  it. 

For  instance,  there  was  the  time  when  that  pompous  old 
pirate,  Welch,  snapped  his  fingers  at  Start,  and  that  when 
the  bar-boy  was  off  duty.  There  was  a  meeting  of  the 
directors  of  the  Mountain  Girl  Mining  Company,  and  old 
Welch,  the  president,  was  entertaining  them  at  dinner  at  the 
Binford  House.  They  had  just  sat  down  to  the  table,  and 
Start  had  just  entered  the  dining-room  and  taken  his  seat, 
when  Welch  bethought  himself  that  something  to  drink 
might  not  be  amiss.  He  turned  round  in  his  chair,  looked 
at  Start,  who  was  sitting  about  two  tables  to  the  rear,  snapped 
his  fingers  and  called  : 

"  Here,  you  !  " 

Start  looked  up,  colored,  hesitated,  then  went  meekly  over 
and  took  the  old  villain's  orders.  And  this  in  a  camp  where 
the  bartender  was  generally  a  small  autocrat  and  supposed 
to  resent  anything  that  seemed  to  presume  him  a  menial  ! 
Oh,  it  was  sad  to  see  the  old  traditions  of  Nitrate  thus  shat- 
tered ! 

It  was  that  summer  that  "  Professor"  Jenkyns,  the  hypno- 
tist, came  to  the  camp.  Nitrate  had  just  completed  a  new 
opera-house  (fully  paid  for)  and  a  church  building  (not  fully 
paid  for),  and  was  anxious  to  dedicate  them  both,  and 
Jenkyns  struck  the  camp  at  a  most  propitious  period.  He 
came  and  saw,  drank  much  whisky,  and  conferred  with  lead- 
ing citizens  and  citizenesses  ;  and,  a  few  days  after  his  arrival, 
the  following  announcement  appeared  on  long  "posters"  of 
otherwise  liberal  dimensions,  scattered  about  and  stuck  up  in 
every  available  spot  in  Nitrate  and  the  smaller  camps  in  the 
vicinity  : 

GRAND   ENTERTAINMENT  ! 
A    Musical    and    Literary    Treat 

At  the 

NITRATE  OPERA  HOUSE,  JULY  FOURTH. 

The  New  Opera  House  will  be  Formally  Opened  by  a 

Benefit, 

The  Proceeds  of  the  Affair  to  be  Donated  to  the  Building  Fund  of  the 

First  Church  of  Nitrate  ! 

The  Ladies  of  th'e  Church  will  be  Assisted  by 

Professor   J.    Ross  Jenkyns,    the   World-Renowed    Hypnotist,   and 

Professor  Casliglioni,  the  Celebrated  Violinist, 

and  his  Grand  Orchestra  I 

Come  One  !     Come  All  !     Let  the  Eagle   Scream  !     Let  the   Good 
Work  Go  On  !     Come  and  Bring  Your  Friends  ! 

Admission,  One  Dollar.     Children,  Four  Bits. 
Nitrate  Nugget  Job  Print. 

Within  half  an  hour  after  the  doors  of  the  opera-house 
opened,  every  man,  woman,  and  child  in  Nitrate  and  vicinity 
who  was  not  overcome  by  excess  of  celebrating,  was  either 
inside  the  hall  or  outside  clamoring  against  the  announce- 
ment of  "  Standing  room  only,"  and  the  dedicatory  enter- 
tainment of  Nitrate's  new  opera-house  started  off  most 
auspiciously. 

"Professor"  Jenkyns  led  off  with  some  excellent  mani- 
festations in  his  line.  Then  the  orchestra  took  a  hand,  after 
which  a  hollow-chested,  "sandy-complected"  girl,  in  a  very 
pink  dress,  recited  "  Curfew  Shall  Not  Ring  To-Night." 
This  was  followed  by  a  piano  duet,  forcibly  performed  by 
two  fat  and  freckled  damsels  known  as  "  the  Taylor  twins." 
The  pastor  of  the  church,  a  skinny,  soulful-looking  young 
man  with  a  hungry  appearance,  sang  "  The  Sword  of  Bunker 
Hill,"  and  the  school  children  shrilled  forth  "  The  Star  Span- 
gled Banner." 

After  the  orchestra  had  played  "Columbia,"  Bud  Coulter, 
the  mayor,  made  a  few  disconnected  remarks  about  "  The 
Day  We  Celebrate,"  and  gave  way  to  the  violin  virtuoso, 
who  was  really  an  acrobat  in  his  line.  Then  again  came  the 
turn  of  "Professor"  Jenkyns,  who  was  down  on  the  pro- 
grammes for  a  "  performance  extraordinary,"  and  that  gen- 
tleman, stepping  briskly  to  the  footlights,  announced  : 

"Ladies  and  gentlemen  :  As  I  said  before,  there  are  more 
things  in  heaven  and  earth  than  are  dreamed  of  in  our 
philosophy.  The  demonstration  I  am  about  to  give  is  such 
a  difficult  one,  and  its  actual  performance  so  readily  dis- 
believed, that  I  have,  in  order  to  preclude  any  possibility  of 
doubt  as  to  its  genuineness,  decided  to  ask  to  assist  me  sev- 
eral gentlemen  of  prominence  who  are  known  to  you  all  and 
whose  probity  and  veracity  can  not  be  questioned.  I  will 
ask  your  mayor,  Mr.  Coulter,  Colonel  Welch,  Major  Free- 
man, Captain  Doxey,  Judge  Cole,  Mr.  Longman,  Count  von 
Hoffmann,  Mr.  Peter  Gallagher,  Mr.  Ambrose  Newton,  Mr. 
Darby,  and  " — (here  he  mentioned  two  or  three  others) — 
"to  come  forward." 

All  were  forthcoming,  more  or  less  embarrassed,  and 
when  they  were  seated  on  the  stage,  the  "  professor  "  con- 
tinued : 

"  Before  commencing,  I  must  beg  the  audience  not  to  be 
alarmed,  whatever  happens,  and  to  please  keep  their  seats. 
Now,  first,  I  will  give  you  a  bit  of  history,  the  application  of 
which  you  will  not  be  long  in  discovering. 

"About  a  year  ago,  down  in  Louisiana,  a  number  of 
young  men  were  out  one  evening  making  merry,  and  were 
so  exceedingly  hilarious  that  they  incurred  the  displeasure  of 
the  officers  of  the  law,  who  attempted  to  arrest  them.  In  the 
struggle,  the  town  marshal  was  shot  and  killed,  very  un- 
fortunately. One  of  the  young  men,  Mr.  de  Russy,  was 
suspected  of  having  fired  the  fatal  shot,  and,  while  he  was 
innocent,  it   was  thought  best   for  him   to  disappear  for  a 


time,  until  the  mystery  was  cleared  up.  It  is  cleared  up,  the 
man  who  killed  the  marshal  having  recently  confessed." 

Here  it  was  noticed  that  the  leading  citizens  on  the  stage 
were  looking  anxiously  out  toward  one  of  the  wings,  and 
seemed  extremely  uneasy,  but  none  left  his  seat.  The 
"  professor"  continued,  speaking  very  rapidly  : 

11  De  Russy  came  to  your  glorious  State  and  sought  tem- 
porary asylum.  He  found  employment  and  settled  himself 
to  remain  until  the  trouble  should  be  cleared  up.  In  his 
new  position  he  was  pleasant  and  obliging  ;  but,  through 
fear  of  discovering  himself  to  the  authorities,  was  so  mild 
in  his  manners  that  nearly  everybody  in  town  took  advan- 
tage of  him  ;  although  I  know  him  to  be  one  of  the  bravest 
men  of  a  righting  family,  quick  to  avenge  an  insult,  and  al- 
ways ready,  under  ordinary  circumstances,  to  meet  any  man 
in  fair  combat.     For  what  he  has  had  to  undergo  he  does 

not  ask  much,  but  he  is  bound  to  have  that ;  and "  here 

he  produced  a  brace  of  six-shooters  and  "covered"  the 
audience,  just  as  the  new  bar-boy  from  the  Binford  House, 
who  had  been  covering  from  a  wing  the  semi-circle  of 
prominent  citizens  on  the  stage,  stepped  into  full  view, 
armed  as  was  the  "  professor,"  and  with  eyes  sparkling 
with  the  lust  of  longed-for  vengeance  about  to  be  satisfied — 
"  lest  any  gentleman  in  the  audience  get  excited  while  the 
gentlemen  on  the  stage  are  satisfying  Mr.  de  Russy  of  their 
desire  to  expiate  past  wrongs  done  him,  I  will  call  attention 
to  the  fact  that  it  would  be  very  dangerous  to  draw  a  re- 
turn fire  from  the  stage  into  this  crowd.  Pray  be  calm, 
ladies  and  gentlemen.  The  violinist  will  please  play  *  Old 
Grimes,1  while  the  gentlemen   on  the  stage  rise  and  dance." 

Here  a  confused  murmur  interrupted  any  further  remarks 
he  may  have  intended  to  make,  and  one  or  two  of  the  "  gentle- 
I  men  of  probity  and  veracity,"  who  had  hitherto  seemed  half 
stupefied,  reached  for  their  weapons. 

"  Easy,  easy  !  "  commanded  the  bar-boy  of  the  Binford, 
with  a  menacing  gesture.     "  Get  their  guns,  John." 

Jenkyns  did  so,  securing  eight  weapons,  from  which  he 
removed  the  cylinders  and  threw  them  into  a  pile  of  rubbish 
back  of  the  wings. 

"  Now  !  "  ordered  the  bar-boy,  with  a  motion  to  the  violin- 
ist, "  dance  !     Dance,  damn  you  !     Quick  /  " 

Bang !  Bang  !  A  couple  of  shots  hit  the  floor  in  close 
proximity  to  the  feet  of  two  or  three  dilatory  ones,  and  they 
rose  with  some  alacrity,  for  the  gleam  in  the  bar-boy's  eye 
meant  business. 

Funny  spectacles,  nowadays  in  Nitrate,  are  compared,  es- 
pecially in  conversation  with  certain  eminent  citizens,  to  the 
acrobatic  dancing  of  the  flower  of  the  camp  on  that  memor- 
able Fourth  of  Jul)'.  For  it  was  funny — very  funny.  The 
funniest  thing  Nitrate  had  ever  seen,  and,  presently,  the 
audience  began  to  realize  it.  Somebody  laughed.  Then 
somebody  else  laughed.  Then  it  became  contagious,  and 
the  whole  audience  laughed,  roared,  almost  cried,  in  an  ex- 
cess of  merriment. 

But  it  wasn't  funny  for  the  performers — not  a  bit,  although 
one  or  two  of  them  tried  to  look  as  though  it  was  a  huge 
joke,  being  duly  reminded,  however,  of  the  seriousness  of 
the  situation  by  an  occasional  shot  from  De  Russ^s  re- 
volver. For  fifteen  or  twenty  minutes  the  violin  droned  on 
mournfully,  and  the  dancers  leaped  and  cavorted  frantically. 
Then,  when  two  or  three  of  them — notably  old  Welch  and 
fat  Judge  Cole — gave  signs  of  impending  apoplexy,  De  Russy 
i  waved  his  hand,  and  the  music  stopped. 

"  You  may  rest  for  a  moment,  gentlemen,"  said  the  master 
of  ceremonies.  "A  swift  jig-step  is  a  bit  difficult  to  accom- 
plish to  slow  music,  isn't  it?  Now,  gentlemen,  you  will 
kindly  play  leap-frog  for  awhile.     Quick,  now  !     Lively  /" 

And  leap-frog  it  was,  until  old  Captain  Doxey*s  weight 
crushed  little  Bill  Darby  to  the  floor,  and  the  captain  alighted 
on  his  ear  and  lay  there  motionless.  Then  Jenkyns  stepped 
forth,  handed  De  Russy  his  hat,  blew  a  kiss  to  the  audience, 
and  both  stepped  back  from  the  stage  and  disappeared. 

For  a  moment  the  murmur  of  apprehension  that  had 
arisen  when  Captain  Doxey  fell  was  stilled.  Then,  follow- 
ing the  slam  of  the  door  of  the  stage-entrance  and  the  sound 
of  rapidly  departing  wheels,  came  a  roar  and  a  rush.  But 
the  two  fleeing  ones  in  the  buckboard  and  their  driver,  the 
owner  of  the  livery-stable  at  Lone  Mountain,  who  had 
driven  over  for  them  by  agreement,  were  perfectly  serene. 
They  knew  that  not  a  bridle  or  a  harness  in  Nitrate  was  in 
its  proper  place,  and  that  they  would  reach  Lone  Mountain 
just  in  time  for  the  night  train  to  Denver. 

Lester  Ketchum. 

San  Francisco,  October,  1894. 


Three  centuries  ago,  three  years  after  the  defeat  of  the 
Spanish  Armada,  an  English  ship  called  the  Revenge,  of  five 
hundred  tons,  commanded  by  Admiral  Sir  Richard  Gren- 
ville,  of  Cornwall,  with  a  crew  of  two  hundred  and  fifty  men, 
was  detached  from  the  squadron  of  Lord  Thomas  Howard, 
then  cruising  about  the  Azores.  This  one  vessel,  with 
but  a  hundred  and  fifty  men  on  board  able  to  fight,  the  rest 
of  the  crew  being  ill  of  fever  or  scurvy,  was  intercepted  by 
the  enemy's  squadron  of  fifteen  or  twenty  war-ships,  some  of 
them  great  galleons  with  the  heaviest  guns  then  known,  and 
each  carrying  troops  of  soldiers.  The  Revenge  could  not  escape 
falling  under  the  lee  of  the  huge  high-decked  galleons,  and 
so  losing  the  wind  and  all  sailing  opportunity.  She  was 
cannonaded,  and  was  repeatedly  boarded  on  all  sides  by 
successive  parties  of  the  foe,  against  whose  hand-to-hand 
attacks,  during  fifteen  hours,  Sir  Richard  Grenville  and  his 
few  Englishmen  maintained  a  desperate  struggle.  When 
forty  of  the  Englishmen  had  been  slain,  and  more  than  that 
number  wounded,  their  brave  commander,  himself  thrice 
wounded,  sat  on  the  blood-stained  deck  and  uttered  the 
stem  command  to  split  and  sink  the  ship,  that  he,  and  they, 
and  the  battered  hull,  framed  of  English  oak,  might  not 
"  fall  into  the  hands  of  Spain."  They  did  not  obey  him  ; 
the  Revenge  surrendered,  and  Grenville  died  on  board  the 
San  Pablo,  the  Spanish  flag-ship,  after  a  few  days.  It  is 
this  incident  which  Tennyson  has  related  in  his  stirring 
"  Ballad  of  the  Fleet,"  which  we  reprint  on  the  opposite 
page. 


October  22,  1894. 


THE         ARGONAUT. 


6 


EMPTY    LONDON. 

'Cockaigne"  discusses  the  British  Metropolis  in  the  Dull  Season— 

The  Class  of  Americans    Who  Go  There  Now— Mayfair 

Deserted,  but  the  Town  Crowded. 


I  have  often  wondered  what  Americans  who  happen  to  be 
in  London  at  this  time  of  year,  especially  those  who  have 
just  arrived  on  their  first  visit  to  the  British  metropolis,  must 
think  when  they  hear  it  said  that  "  London  is  empty."  For 
this  is  its  empty  period,  and  empty  it  will  remain  until  the 
reassembling  of  Parliament.  Of  course  the  anglomaniacs 
know  all  about  it.  Then  there  are  New  Yorkers,  and  Bos- 
tonians,  and  Philadelphians,  and  San  Franciscans  in  London 
now  who  are  not  anglomaniacs.  They  are  society  people  in 
their  own  cities,  and  they  know  that  their  own  towns  get 
"empty,"  like  London,  when  "society"  goes  to  the  springs 
and  the  seaside.  They  understand  what  the  so-called  empti- 
ness of  London  at  this  time  of  year  means,  without  any  tell- 
ing or  explaining.  But  all  Americans  who  come  to  Lon- 
don are  not  anglomaniacs  or  society  people,  especially 
those  who  come  and  stay  here  when  the  fashionable 
season  is  over.  And  they  are  not  all  citizens  of  Oshkosh 
or  Kalamazoo,  either.  They  are  just  simple  and  plain 
Americans,  who  know  nothing  of  society  in  their  own  coun- 
try in  so  far  as  society  means  a  set  of  fashionable  people 
who  have  regular  "  seasons  "  for  this  and  that. 

Such  Americans  are  perfectly  happy  in  London  now. 
They  know  nothing  of  the  West  End  as  the  anglomaniacs 
know  it.  They  do  not  notice  the  closed  window-shutters  of 
Mayfair  and  Belgravia,  and  the  stillness  of  the  streets.  Ten 
to  one  if  they  have  ever  seen  them  otherwise.  Nor  do  they 
miss  a  single  equipage  or  equestrian  from  the  park,  or  ob- 
serve the  absence  of  well-dressed  men  from  Piccadilly  or 
Pall  Mall.  Why  should  they  ?  They  have  come  to  Lon- 
don to  see  other  and  vastly  more  interesting  objects. 

London  empty  indeed !  Just  look  at  Oxford  Street, 
and  look  at  the  Strand.  Is  it  ever  any  harder  to  get  across 
the  street  at  the  Circus  or  Charing  Cross  than  it  is  now  ? 
And  is  not  Westminster  Abbey  open,  and  the  British 
Museum,  and  Mme.  Tussaud's,  and  the  National  Gallery  ? 
Is  it  ever  easier  to  walk  up  Ludgate  Hill  or  down  Fleet 
Street?  Are  not  those  real  people  who  jostle  you  in  Cheap- 
side  and  stick  their  elbows  into  you  in  Comhill?  And 
what  are  all  the  omnibuses,  and  hansoms,  and  four-wheelers 
doing?  Driving  up  and  down  with  nobody  in  them  ?  Not 
much.     What  are  you  giving  us,  my  son  ? 

To  them  London  is  London,  just  as  it  is  to  the  cockney 
all  the  year  round.  What  can  it  signify  to  them  that  the 
queen  is  away  up  in  Scotland  at  Balmoral,  or  the  Prince  of 
Wales  at  Homburg,  except  that  they  might  perchance  see 
them  drive  by  in  the  street  ?  They  can  not  furnish  the 
United  States  Embassador  with  credentials  for  presentation 
at  a  drawing-room  or  levee,  and  they  have  not  the  entree  to 
Marlborough  House.  They  know  no  one  in  the  swim,  and 
they  never  heard  of  the  people  who  compose  the  American 
colony.  But  there  are  dozens  of  theatres  to  go  to,  and  pretty 
soon  there  will  be  the  lord-mayors  show  to  look  at. 

"  You  can't  see  the  lord-mayor's  show  in  summer,  can 
you  ? "  replied  one  of  these  worthy  denizens  of  the  great 
republic  to  me  once,  when  I  was  endeavoring  to  explain  to 
him  how  much  more  there  was  to  be  seen  in  London  in  June 
than  in  November. 

"  No,  you  can't." 

"And  the  Tower  of  London  ain't  shut  up  in  winter, 
is  it  ? " 

"  No,  it  isn't." 

"And  the  house  where  Byron  was  born,  and  the  tavern  in 
Fleet  Street  where  Dr.  Johnson  used  to  go  don't  rush  up  to 
Scotland  gunning  after  grouse  ?  " 

»  No." 

"And  I  reckon  the  Bank  of  England  don't  suspend 
operations  because  the  little  old  Prince  of  Wales  has  left  ?  " 

"  No." 

"  And  -I  guess  you  can  see  the  dome  of  St.  Paul's,  not- 
withstanding the  fact  that  the  queen  isn't  within  a  hundred 
miles  ? " 

"  Yes." 

"  And  the  cars  haven't  stopped  running  to  Windsor 
Castle  or  Hampton  Court  Palace  because  her  royal  majesty 
is  residing  among  the  Scotchmen  ?  " 

"No,  they  haven't." 

'•Well?" 

There  was  no  more  to  be  said  after  that  "Well?"  I 
wish  I  could  reproduce  the  tone  of  its  clinching  finality  in 
culminated  satire,  or  the  look  of  contemptuous  victor)' 
which  accompanied  it.  The  non  sequitur  of  its  shrill  up- 
ward inflection  still  rings  in  my  ears,  the  blighting  disdain  of 
its  scornful  gaze  yet  stares  me  in  the  face.  And  he  was 
quite  right.  I  told  him  so  ;  and  ever  since  I  have  carefully 
abstained  from  interfering  with  gentlemen  of  his  kind  whom 
I  have  chanced  to  fall  in  with.  Let  them  have  their 
autumnal  Strand  and  winter  Holborn,  if  they  prefer  it  to  a 
spring  Park  Lane  and  a  summer  Hyde  Park. 

And  so  when  I  see  these  estimable  people  from  Chicago 
and  Des  Moines,  from  Denver  and  Cincinnati,  from  Salem 
and  Rock  Island,  from  Buffalo  and  San  Jose^  as  I  do  every 
day  going  in  and  out  of  the  Metropole,  or  the  Victoria,  or 
the  Langham,  and  looking  in  at  the  shop-windows  in  the 
Strand,  or  paying  double  fares  to  cabbies,  or  asking  the  way 
to  places  that  no  anglomaniac  and  few  Englishmen  ever 
heard  of,  I  derive  a  silent  gratification  in  the  thought  that 
they  are  thoroughly  enjoying  themselves  in  their  own  way, 
and  a  thousandfold  more  than  they  would  if  crushed  into  a 
jelly  at  a  Buckingham  Palace  drawing-room  or  levee,  or 
allowed  to  look  over  the  heads  of  a  double  ring  of  titled 
swells  at  a  Marlborough  House  ball.  Whatever  else  they 
may  do,  they  thoroughly  understand  what  they  want,  and 
they  get  it.  Whatever  else  they  may  be,  they  are  not  fishes 
out  of  water.  Would  that  the  same  might  be  said  of  the 
nglomaniacs  or  the  spring  and  summer  Americans. 

London,  September  27,  1S94.  Cockaigne. 


OLD    FAVORITES. 


A  Ballad  of  the  Fleet. 
At  Flores  in  the  Azores  Sir  Richard  Grenville  lay, 
And  a  pinnace,  like  a  fluttered  bird,  came  flying  from  far  away  : 
'  Spanish  ships  of  war  at  sea  !  we  have  sighted  fifty-three  ! " 
Then  sware  Lord  Thomas  Howard  :  "  'Fore  God  I  am  no  coward  ; 
But  I  can  not  meet  them  here,  for  my  ships  are  out  of  gear, 
And  the  half  my  men  are  sick.     I  must  fly,  but  follow  quick. 
We  are  six  ships  of  the  line  ;  can  we  fight  with  fifty-three  ?  " 

Then  spake  Sir  Richard  Grenville  :  "  I  know  you  are  no  coward  ; 

You  fly  them  for  a  moment  to  fight  with  them  again. 

But  I've  ninety  men  and  more  that  are  lying  sick  ashore. 

I  should  count  myself  the  coward  if  I  left  them,  my  Lord  Howard, 

To  these  Inquisition  dogs  and  the  devildoms  of  Spain." 

So  Lord  Howard  passed  away  with  five  ships  of  war  that  day, 

Till  he  melted  like  a  cloud  in  the  silent  summer  heaven  ; 

But  Sir  Richard  bore  in  hand  all  the  sick  men  from  the  land 

Very  carefully  and  slow. 

Men  of  Bideford  in  Devon, 

And  we  laid  them  on  the  ballast  down  below  ; 

For  we  brought  them  all  aboard. 

And  they  blest  him  in  their  pain,  that  they  were  not  left  to  Spain, 

To  the  thumb-screw  and  the  stake,  for  the  glory  of  the  Lord. 

He  had  only  a  hundred  seamen  to  work  the  ship  and  to  fight, 
And  he  sailed  away  from  Flores  till  the  Spaniard  came  m  sight, 
With  his  huge  sea-castles  heaving  upon  the  weather  bowr 
'  Shall  we  fight  or  shall  we  fly? 
Good  Sir  Richard,  tell  us  now, 
For  to  fight  is  but  to  die  ! 

There'll  be  little  of  us  left  by  the  time  this  sun  be  set." 
And  Sir  Richard  said  again  :  "  We  be  all  good  Englishmen. 
Let  us  bang  those  dogs  of  Seville,  the  children  of  the  devil, 
For  I  never  turned  my  back  upon  Don  or  devil  yet." 

Sir  Richard  spoke  and  he  laughed,  and  we  roared  a  hurrah,  and  so 
The  little  Revenge  ran  on  sheer  into  the  heart  of  the  foe, 
With  her  hundred  fighters  on   deck,  and  her  ninety  sick  below  ; 
For  half  their  fleet  to  the  right  and  half  to  the  left  were  seen, 
And  the  little  Revenge  ran  on  through  the  long  sea-lane  between. 
Thousands  of  their  soldiers  looked  down   from   their  decks  and 

laughed, 
Thousands  of  their  seamen  made  mock  at  the  mad  little  craft 
Running  on  and  on,  till  delaved 

By  their  mountain-like  San  Philip  that,  of  fifteen  hundred  tons, 
And  up-shadowing  high  above  us  with  her  yawning  tiers  of  guns. 
Took  the  breath  from  our  sails,  and  we  stayed. 

And  while  now  the  great  San  Philip  hung  above  us  like  a  cloud 

Whence  the  thunderbolt  will  fall 

Long  and  loud, 

Four  galleons  drew  away 

From  the  Spanish  fleet  that  day, 

And  two  upon  the  larboard  and  two  upon  the  starboard  lay, 

And  the  battle  thunder  broke  from  them  all. 

But  anon  the  great  San  Philip,  she  bethought  herself  and  went. 
Having  that  within  her  womb  that  had  left  her  ill-content  ; 
And  the  rest  they  came  aboard  us.  and  they  fought  us  hand  to  hand. 
For  a  dozen  times  they  came  with  their  pikes  and  musqueteers, 
And  a  dozen  times  we  shook  'em  ofF  as  a  dog  that  shakes  his  ears 
When  he  leaps  from  the  water  to  the  land. 

And  the  sun    went    down,  and    the    stars    came  out    far  over  the 

summer  sea. 
But  n«".ver  a  moment  ceased  the  fight  of  the  one  and  the  fifty-three. 
Ship  alter  ship,  the  whole  night  long,  their  high-built  galleons  came. 
Ship  after  ship,  the  whole  night  long,  with  her  battle-thunder  and 

flame  ; 
Ship  after  ship,  the  whole  night  long,  drew  back  with  her  dead 

and  her  shame. 
For  some  were  sunk    and    many   were    shattered,  and  so  could 

fight  us  no  more — 
God  of  battles,  was  ever  a  battle  like  this  in  the  world  before  ? 

For  he  said  :  "  Fight  on  !   fight  on  !  " 

Though  his  vessel  was  all  but  a  wreck  ; 

And  it  chanced  that,  when  half  of  the  short  summer  night  was 

gone, 
With  a  grisly  wound  to  be  drest  he  had  left  the  deck, 
But  a  bullet  struck  him  that  was  dressing  it  suddenly  dead, 
And  himself  he  was  wounded  again  in  the  side  and  the  head. 
And  he  said  :  "  Fight  on  !    fight  on  !  " 

And  the  night  went  down  and   the   sun    smiled  out  far  over  the 

summer  sea, 
And  the  Spanish  fleet  with  broken  sides  lay  round  us  all  in  a  ring  ; 
But  they  dared  not  touch  us  again,  for   they  feared  that  we  still 

could  sting, 
So  they  watched  what  the  end  would  be. 
And  we  had  not  fought  them  in  vain, 
But  in  perilous  plight  were  we, 
Seeing  forty  of  our  poor  hundred  were  slain, 
And  half  of  the  rest  of  us  maimed  for  life 
In  the  crash  of  the  cannonades  and  the  desperate  strife  ; 
And  the  sick   men   down   in   the   hold  were  most  of  them  stark 

and  cold, 
And  the  pikes  were  all  broken  or  bent,  and   the  powder  was  all 

of  it  spent ; 
And  the  masts  and  the  rigging  were  lying  over  the  side  ; 

But  Sir  Richard  cried  in  his  English  pride  : 
'  We  have  fought  such  a  fight  for  a  day  and  a  night 
As  may  never  be  fought  again  ! 
We  have  one  great  glory,  my  men  ! 
And  a  day  less  or  more 
At  sea  or  ashore. 
We  die — does  it  matter  when  ? 

Sink  me  the  ship,  Master  Gunner — sink  her,  split  her  in  twain  ! 
Fall  into  the  hands  of  God,  not  into  the  hands  of  Spain  !  " 

And  the  gunner  said  "Ay,  ay."  but  the  seamen  made  reply  : 
'  We  have  children,  we  have  wives, 
And  the  Lord  hath  spared  our  lives. 

We  will  make  the  Spaniard  promise,  if  we  yield,  to  let  us  go  ; 
We  shall  live  to  fight  again  and  to  strike  another  blow." 
And  the  lion  there  lay  dying,  and  they  yielded  to  the  foe. 

And  the  stately  Spanish  men  to  their  flag-ship  bore  him  then, 
Where  they  laid  him  by  the  mast,  old  Sir  Richard  caught  at  last. 
And  they  praised  him  to  his  face  with  their  courtly  foreign  grace  ; 
But  he  rose  upon  their  decks,  and  he  cried  : 
■  I  have  fought  for  Queen  and  Faith  like  a  valiant  man  and  true  ; 
I  have  only  done  my  duty  as  a  man  is  bound  to  do  : 
With  a  joyful  spirit  I,  Sir  Richard  Grenville,  die  !  " 
And  he  fell  upon  their  decks  and  he  died. 

And  they  stared  at  the  dead  that  had   been  so  valiant  and  true. 
And  had  holden  the  power  and  glory  of  Spain  so  cheap 
That  he  dared  her  with  one  little  ship  and  his  English  few  ; 
Was  he  devil  or  man?     He  was  devil  for  aught  they  knew, 
But  they  sank  his  body  with  honor  down  into  the  deep, 
And  they  manned  the  Revenge  with  a  swarthier  alien  crew. 
And  away  she  sailed  with  her  loss  and  longed  for  her  own  ; 
When  a  wind  from  the  lands  they  had  ruined  awoke  from  sleep, 
And  the  water  began  to  heave  and  the  weather  to  moan, 
And  or  ever  that  evening  ended  a  great  gale  blew. 
And  a  wave  like  the  wave  that  is  raised  by  an  earthquake  grew, 
Till  it  smote  on  their  hulls   and  their  sails  and  their  masts   and 

their  flags, 
And  the  whole  sea  plunged  and   fell   on  the  shot-shattered  navy 

of  Spain, 
And  the  little  Revenge  herself  went  down  by  the  island  crags 
To  be  lost  evermorejn  the  main. — Lord  Tennyson. 


INDIVIDUALITIES. 

The  Khedive  of  Egypt  has  a  bicycle  which  is  entirely 
silver-plated  and  of  gorgeous  build  and  equipment. 

President  Garfield's  youngest  son,  who  graduated  from 
Williams  in  1893,  is  now  coaching  Williams' foot-ball  eleven. 

John  W.  Stebbins,  the  new  grand  sire  of  the  world  in 
Odd  Fellowship,  is  seventy-rive  years  old  and  a  native  of 
Rochester,  N.  Y. 

The  Emperor  of  Russia  is  said  to  be  the  only  European 
monarch  whose  life  is  not  insured.  The  companies  all  rated 
him  as  a  risk  too  hazardous  to  handle. 

Mustafa  Bey,  formerly  private  physician  to  the  Sultan  of 
Morocco,  is  said  to  derive  an  income  of  one  hundred  thou- 
sand dollars  a  year  from  his  profession. 

General  D.  H.  Hastings,  Republican  candidate  for  gov- 
ernor of  Pennsylvania,  has  a  wonderful  memory  for  names 
and  faces.  He  says  he  can  call  at  least  sixty  thousand  per- 
sons by  name. 

Prince  de  Lingua-Glossa,  who  is  to  marry  the  daughter  of 
Signor  Crispi,  the  Italian  Premier,  has  large  estates  in  Sicily 
and  an  income  of  eighty  thousand  dollars  a  year.  It  is  said 
that  Crispi  will  settle  six  thousand  dollars  a  year  on  his 
daughter. 

William  Pole,  the  great  authority  on  whist,  is  an  expert 
civil  engineer,  a  skillful  organist,  and  a  man  of  large  learn- 
ing in  such  matters  as  steam  engines,  railways,  armor  plate, 
drainage,  and  army  ordnance.  He  was  born  before  the 
Battle  of  Waterloo. 

Germans  claim  that  the  late  Hermann  Helmholtz  was, 
after  Humboldt,  the  greatest  scientific  thinker  of  this  cent- 
ury. The  physicians  who  performed  the  autopsy  were 
astonished  at  the  weight  of  his  brain  and  the  extraordinary 
number  of  its  convolutions. 

Detaille,  the  celebrated  painter  of  army  life,  looks  him- 
self a  great  deal  like  a  soldier.  He  is  tall,  slender,  and 
erect,  and  with  his  ample  cavalryman  mustache  and  close- 
fitting  jacketj  which  is  not  unlike  an  undress  uniform,  the 
military  effect  is  heighteped. 

The  only  American  in  the  Chinese  navy  commands  the 
Chen-Yuen,  its  finest  ship.  He  is  Philo  N.  McGiffin, 
neither  renegade  nor  adventurer.  He  entered  the  Chinese 
service  because  when  he  was  graduated  from  Annapolis,  in 
18S2,  there  was  no  vacancy  for  him  in  ours. 

It  is  full  thirty  years  since  W.  G.  Grace,  the  English 
cricketer,  made  his  first  "  century  "  in  a  big  match.  Yet  it 
was  only  a  few  days  ago  that  he  put  on  one  hundred  and 
thirty-one  runs  against  the  professionals,  making  the  ninety- 
ninth  time  when  he  has  passed  the  three-figure  mark. 

Chesholm  Robertson,  one  of  the  foremost  leaders  of  the 
great  Scottish  coal-miners'  strike,  speaks  French  with  an  un- 
impeachable accent,  is  acquainted  to  some  extent  with  Ger- 
man, writes  two  systems  of  shorthand,  and  reads  Carlyle 
and  Schopenhauer.  He  wears  a  velvet  jacket  cut  a  la 
Whistler,  affects  a  stove-pipe  hat  of  the  pattern  worn  ten 
years  ago,  and  is  profuse  in  his  display  of  jewelry. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Julian  Hawthorne,  with  their  family  of  seven 
children,  are  on  a  three  years'  cruise  around  the  world  in 
their  own  yacht.  The  young  people  of  the  Hawthorne 
family  are  unusually  bright,  intelligent,  and  capable.  They 
are  musicians,  cooks,  wood-choppers,  photographers,  sailors, 
bicyclists,  etc,  and  what  they  do  not  see  and  what  they  do 
not  learn  of  the  countries  they  visit  would  be  of  little  inter- 
est to  any  one. 

Pope  Leo  is  getting  ready  his  narrow  house  betimes  ;  the 
sculptor,  Marasai,  is  at  work  upon  his  sepulchre,  which  is  of 
white  Carrara  marble.  On  its  lid  there  is  a  lion,  with  a 
paw  resting  upon  the  pontifical  tiara  ;  on  the  right  is  a 
statue  of  Faith  bearing  a  candle  and  the  Holy  Scriptures ; 
on  the  left,  a  statue  of  Truth,  with  the  Pope's  arms  in  one 
hand  ;  on  the  side  beneath  the  lion,  the  inscription  :  "  Hie 
Leo  XIII.,  P.  M.  Pulvis est "— "  Here  lies  Leo  XIII.,  Sov- 
ereign Pontiff  (Pontifex  Maximus).     He  is  dust." 

Captain  von  Hanneken  has  been  more  prominent  during 
the  early  phases  of  the  war  than  any  other  of  the  foreign  offi- 
cers in  the  Chinese  service.  He  was  present  at  the  sinking  of 
the  Kow-Shing.  He  was  also  in  high  command  at  the  battle 
of  the  Yalu  River,  and  probably  was  responsible  for  the 
manoeuvring  of  the  fleet,  for  Admiral  Ting,  who  was  nomi- 
nally in  command,  though  a  brave  man,  hardly  comes  up  to 
the  Western  idea  of  what  an  admiral  should  be.  Captain 
von  Hanneken  was  wounded  at  the  mouth  of  the  Yalu.  He  is 
a  German  by  birth,  has  been  many  years  in  the  Chinese  serv- 
ice, and  is  a  good  sailor  and  expert  tactician.  He  holds  the 
position  of  aid-de-camp  to  Li  Hung  Chang. 

The  claims  and  disabilities  of  a  high  position  were  never 
more  strongly  shown  than  in  the  case  of  the  Prince  of 
Naples,  who  has  just  been  appointed  commander  of  the 
army  of  Florence.  The  young  prince  is  by  inclination  an 
earnest,  anxious,  scientific  investigator,  with  a  taste  for  me- 
chanics. He  is  also  very  fond  of  amateur  photography. 
To  this  and  to  the  study  of  the  classics  he  would  rather  de- 
vote himself  than  to  state  functions  or  military  displays. 
Fate,  however,  has  made  him  the  heir  to  a  military  throne, 
has  given  him  commands  both  in  the  Italian  and  the  Ger- 
man armies,  has  made  him  Knight  of  the  Order  of  the 
Garter  and  of  the  Golden  Fleece,  and  may  require  him 
some  day  to  act  as  commander-in-chief  in  a  great  war. 
Though  he  is  very  charming  in  character  and  manner,  he 
may  not  get  married.  It  would  be  awkward  for  him  to 
marry  a  Protestant,  for  a  heretic  queen  might  not  be  cor- 
dially received  in  Italy.  On  the  other  hanc 
the  influence  of  the  Vatican  has  been  against 
various  attempts  which  have  been  made  to  t :: 
Roman  Catholic  bride. 


6 


THE         ARGONAUT. 


October  22,  1894. 


OSCAR    WILDE    SATIRIZED. 


The  Gentle  Art  of  Making  Paradoxes,  as   Shown   in    "  The   Green 
Carnation  " — How  the  Ex-Esthete  has  been  Flag- 
ellated in  a  Clever  Novel. 

The  first  night  of  "  Lady  Windermere's  Fan  "  in  London 
was  an  event  of  some  importance  in  the  literary  and  artistic 
world,  and,  as  is  usual  on  such  occasions,  there  was  a 
clamorous  call  for  the  author,  in  response  to  which  Oscar 
Wilde  appeared  and  made  a  little  speech.  What  he  said 
has  passed  from  the  memory  of  man  ;  the  attention  of  the 
entire  house  centred,  to  the  exclusion  of  all  other  ideas,  on 
the  cigarette  that  he  held  in  his  hand  and  the  flower  that  he 
wore  in  his  button-hole.  That  flower  was  a  green  carnation, 
and  the  next  day  its  secret  was  known.  Within  the  week  its 
fellows  were  the  rage  in  clubs  and  drawing-rooms. 

That  arsenical  flower,  typical  of  the  poisonous  artificiality 
of  Wilde's  present  cult,  has  given  its  name  to  a  new  novel 
which  is  being  read  by  all  London.  "  The  Green  Carna- 
tion" is  a  light  but  very  clever  satire  on  the  poseur  who  was 
the  self-appointed  apostle  of  aesthetics  to  the  outer  world,  and 
who  shrewdly  coined  the  phrases  of  the  inner  cult  into  legal 
tender  of  Philistia.  It  contains  allusions  to  Oscar  Wilde 
and  to  his  "  Picture  of  Dorian  Gray,"  but  Esme  Amarinth 
is  palpably  Wilde.     But  we  shall  let  the  story  speak  for  itself. 

We  are  thus  introduced  to  one  of  the  principal  personages, 
Lord  Reginald  Hastings  : 

He  slipped  a  green  carnation  into  his  evening-coat,  fixed  it  in  its 
place  with  a  pin,  and  looked  at  himself  in  the  glass — the  long  glass 
that  stood  near  the  window  of  his  London  bedroom.  There  he 
stood  in  his  favorite  and  most  characteristic  attitude,  with  his  left 
knee  slightly  bent  and  his  arms  hanging  at  his  sides,  gazing,  as  a 
woman  gazes  at  herself  before  she  starts  for  a  party.  Floating 
through  the  curtained  window  the  soft  lemon  light  sparkled  on  the 
silver  backs  of  the  brushes  that  lay  on  the  toilet-table,  on  the  dress- 
ing-gown of  spun  silk  that  hung  from  a  hook  behind  the  door,  on 
the  great  mass  of  Gloire  de  Dijon  roses  that  dreamed  in  an  ivory- 
white  bowl  set  on  the  writing-table  of  ruddy-brown  wood.  It  caught 
the  gilt  of  the  boy's  fair  hair  and  turned  it  into  brightest  gold,  until, 
despite  the  white  weariness  of  his  face,  the  pale  fretfulness  of  his 
eyes,  he  looked  like  some  angel  in  a  church  window  designed  by 
Burne-Jones,  some  angel  a  little  blast  from  the  injudicious  conduct 
of  its  life.  He  frankly  admired  himself  as  he  watched  his  reflection, 
occasionally  changing  his  pose,  presenting  himself  to  himself,  now 
full  face,  now  three-quarters  face,  leaning  backward  or  forward,  ad- 
vancing one  foot  in  its  silk  stocking  and  shining  shoe,  assuming  a 
variety  of  interesting  expressions.  In  his  own  opinion  he  was  very 
beautiful,  and  he  thought  it  right  to  appreciate  his  own  qualities  of 
mind  and  of  body.  He  hated  those  fantastic  creatures  who  are 
humble  even  in  their  self-communings,  cowards  who  dare  not  ac- 
knowledge even  to  themselves  how  exquisite,  how  delicately  fash- 
ioned they  are.  Quite  frankly  he  told  other  people  that  he  was  very 
wonderful,  quite  frankly  he  avowed  it  to  himself.  There  is  a  nobil-  ' 
ity  in  fearless  truthfulness,  is  there  not  ?  And  about  the  magic  of  his  ] 
personality  he  could  never  be  induced  to  tell  a  lie. 

It  is  so  interesting  to  be  wonderful,  to  be  young,  with  pale,  gilt  | 
hair  and  blue  eyes,  and  a  face  in  which  the  shadows  of  fleeting  ex-  j 
pressions  come  and  go,  and  a  mouth  like  the  mouth  of  Narcissus,  j 
It  is  so  interesting  to  one's  self.     Surely  one's  beauty,  one's  attrac-  j 
tiveness,  should  be  one's  own  greatest  delight.     It  is  only  the  stupid,  ! 
and  those  who  still  cling  to  Exeter   Hall  as  to  a  Rock  of  Ages,  who 
are  afraid,  or  ashamed,  to  love  themselves,  and  to  express  that  love, 
if  need  be.   Reggie  Hastings,  at  least,  was  not  ashamed.   The  mantel- 
piece in  his  sitting-room  bore  only  photographs  of  himself,  and  he  ex- 
plained this  fact  to  inquirers  by  saying  that  he  worshiped  beauty. 
Reggie  was  very  frank.     When  he  could  not  be  witty,  he  often  told 
the   naked   truth  ;    and   truth,   without    any  clothes   on.   frequently 
passes  for  epigram.     It  is  daring,  and  so  it  seems  clever.     Reggie 
was  considered  very  clever  by  his  friends,  but  more  clever  by  himself. 
He  knew  that  he  was  great,  and  he  said  so  often  in  Society.     And 
Society  smiled  and  murmured  that  it  was  a  pose.     Everything  is  a 
pose  nowadays,  especially  genius. 

Another  telling  trait  is  shown  in  this  bit,  when  he  is  going 
to  dinner  in  a  hansom  : 

Every  second  cab  he  passed  contained  an  immaculate  man  going 
out  to   dinner,   sitting    bolt  upright,   with   a  severe  expression    of  j 
countenance,  and  surveying  the  world  with  steady  eyes  over  an  un-  i 
yielding  rampart  of  starched  collar.     Reggie  exchanged  nods  with 
various  acquaintances.     Presently  he  passed  an  elderly  gentleman,  '■■ 
with   a  red  face  and  small   side-whiskers.     The   elderly   gentleman 
stared  him  in  the  face,  and  sniffed  ostentatiously. 

"  What  a  pity  my  poor  father  is  so  plain,"  Reggie  said  to  himself 
with  a  quiet  smile.     Only  that  morning  he  had  received  a  long  and 
vehement  diatribe  from  his  parent,  showering  abuse  upon  him,  and 
exhorting  him  to  lead   a  more  reputable  life.     He  had  replied  by  j 
wire  : 

"  What  a  funny  little  man  you  are.     Reggie." 
The  funny  little  man  had  evidently  received  his  message. 
He  is  going  to  dine  at  the  house  of  Mrs.  Windsor,  "a  I 
very  pretty  woman  of  the  preserved  type,  with  young  cheeks  j 
and  a  middle-aged  mouth,  hair  that  was  scarcely  out  of  its  | 
teens,  and  eyes  full  of  a  weary  sparkle."     The  others  of  the  ; 
quartet  who  compose  the  little  dinner-party  are  Lady  Locke, 
"a  fresh-looking  woman  of  about  twenty-eight,  with  the  sort 
of  face  that  is  generally  called  sensible,  calm  observant  eyes,  I 
and  a  steady  and  simple  manner,"  and  Esme  Amarinth,  a  | 
smooth-shaven  man  of  forty,  with  a  clever  face,  who  is  evi-  | 
dently  drawn  from  Oscar  Wilde. 

A  bit  of  the  chatter  at  this  dinner  will  give  an  idea  of  how 
Amarinth,  Reggie,  and  their  set  go  on  all  the  time.  Mrs. 
Windsor  has  just  said  they  are  to  go  to  the  opera  to  hear 
"  one  of  Harris's  combination  casts,  a  constellation  of 
stars"  : 

"The  evening  stars  sang  together!"  said  Mr.  Amarinth  in  a 
gently  elaborate  voice,  and  with  a  sweet  smile.  "  I  wonder  Harris 
does  not  start  morning  opera  ;  from  twelve  till  three,  for  instance. 
One  could  drop  in  after  breakfast  at  eleven,  and  one  might  arrange 
to  have  lunclieon-parties  between  the  acts." 

"  But  surety  it  would  spoil  one  for  the  rest  of  the  day,"  said  Lady 
Locke.     "  One  would  be  fit  for  nothing  afterward." 

"  Quite  so,"  said  Mr.  Amarinth,  with  extreme  gentleness.  "  That 
would  be  the  object  of  the  performance,  to  unfit  one  for  the  duties  of 
the  day.  How  beautiful  !  What  a  glorious  sight  it  would  be  to  sec 
a  great  audience  flocking  out  into  the  orange-colored  sunshine,  each 
unit  of  which  was  thoroughly  unfitted  for  any  duties  whatsoever,  It 
makes  me  perpetually  sorrowful  in  London  to  meet  with  people 
doing  their  duly.  I  find  them  everywhere.  It  is  impossible  to  es- 
cape from  them.  A  sense  of  duty  is  like  some  horrible  disease.  It 
destroys  the  tissues  of  the  mind,  as  certain  complaints  destroy  the 
tissues  of  the  body.  The  catechism  has  a  great  deal  to  answer 
for."  .  .  . 

"The    highest    humor     often    moves    me    to    tears,"    said    Mr. 
Amarinth,  musingly.     "  There  is  nothing  so  absolutely  pathetic  as  a 
really  fine  paradox.     The  pun  is  the  clown  among  jokes,   the  well- 
turned  paradox  is  the  polished  comedian,  and   the    highest  comedy 
v  rgr  upon  tragedy,  just  as  the  keenest  edge  of  tragedy  is  often 
■red  by  a  subtle  humor.     Our  minds  are  shot  with  moods  as  a 
c  is  shot  with  colors,  and  our  moods  often  seem  inappropriate. 
L-iy thing  that  is  true  is  inappropriats." 


"  I  know,"  said  Reggie  Hastings,  holding  his  fair  head  slightly  on 
one  side  and  crumbling  his  bread  with  a  soft,  white  hand^"  I  know. 
That  is  why  I  laughed  at  my  brother's  funeral.  My  grief  expressed 
itself  in  that  way.  People  were  shocked,  of  course  ;  but  when  are 
they  not  shocked?  There  is  nothing  so  touching  as  the  inappropri- 
ate. I  thought  my  laughter  was  very  beautiful.  Anybody  can  cry. 
That  was  what  I  felt.  I  forced  my  grief  beyond  tears,  and  then  my 
relatives  said  that  I  was  heartless." 

"  But  surely  tears  are  the  natural  expression  of  sad  feelings,"  said 
Lady  Locke.  "  We  do  not  weep  at  a  circus  or  at  a  pantomime  ;  why 
should  we  laugh  at  a  funeral  ?  " 

"I  think  a  pantomime  is  very  touching,"  said  Reggie.  "The 
Pantaloon  is  one  of  the  most  luridly  tragic  figures  in  art  or  in  life.  If  I 
were  a  great  actor,  I  would  as  soon  play  the  Pantaloon  as  King  Lear." 

"  Perhaps  his  mournful  possibilities  have  been  increased  since  I 
have  been  out  of  England,"  said  Lady  Locke.  "  Ten  years  ago  he 
was  merely  a  shadowy  absurdity." 

"Oh  !  he  has  not  changed,"  said  Mr.  Amarinth.  "That  is  so 
wonderful.  He  never  develops  at  all.  He  alone  understands  the 
beauty  of  rigidity,  the  exquisite  serenity  of  the  statuesque  nature. 
Men  always  fall  into  the  absurdity  of  endeavoring  to  develop  the 
mind,  to  push  it  violently  forward  in  this  direction  or  in  that.  The 
mind  should  be  receptive,  a  harp  waiting  to  catch  the  winds,  a  pool 
ready  to  be  ruffled,  not  a  bustling  busybody,  forever  trotting  about 
on  the  pavement  looking  for  a  new  bun-shop.  It  should  not  deliber- 
ately run  to  seek  sensations,  but  it  should  never  avoid  one  ;  it  should 
never  be  afraid  of  one  ;  it  should  nevt-r  put  one  aside  from  an  absurd 
sense  of  right  and  wrong.  Every  sensation  is  valuable.  Sensations 
are  the  details  that  build  up  the  stories  of  our  lives." 

"  But  if  we  do  not  choose  our  sensations  carefully,  the  stories  may 
be  saA,  may  even  end  tragically."  said  Lady  Locke. 

"  Ort  !  I  don't  think  that  matters  at  all  ;  do  you,  Mrs.  Windsor?" 
said  Reggie.  "  If  we  choose  carefully,  we  become  deliberate  at  once  ; 
and  nothing  is  so  fatal  to  personality  as  deliberation.  When  I  am 
good,  it  is  my  mood  to  be  good  ;  when  I  am  what  is  called  wicked,  it 
is  my  mood  to  be  evil.  I  never  know  what  I  shall  be  at  a  particular 
moment.  Sometimes  I  like  to  sit  at  home  after  dinner  and  read 
"The  Dream  of  Gerontius.'  1  love  lentils  and  cold  water.  At  other 
times  I  must  drink  absinthe,  and  hang  the  night  hours  with  scarlet 
embroideries.  I  must  have  music  and  the  sins  that  march  to  music. 
There  are  moments  when  I  desire  squalor,  sinister,  mean  surround- 
ings, dreariness,  and  misery.  The  great  unwashed  mood  is  upon  me. 
Then  I  go  out  from  luxury.  The  mind  has  its  West  End  and  its 
Whitechapel.  The  thoughts  sit  in  the  park  sometimes,  but  some- 
times they  go  slumming.  They  enter  narrow  courts  and  rookeries. 
They  rest  in  unimaginable  dens  seeking  contrast,  and  they  like  the 
ruffians  whom  they  meet  there,  and  they  hate  the  notion  of  police- 
men keeping  order.  The  mind  governs  the  body.  I  never  know 
how  I  shall  spend  an  evening  till  the  evening  has  come.  I  wait  for 
my  mood." 

When  the  men  are  left  alone  with  their  cigarettes,  Amarinth 
asks : 

"  Don't  you  know  why  Mrs.  Windsor  specially  wanted  you  to- 
night ?  " 

"  To  polish  your  wit  with  mine,"  said  the  boy,  with  his  pretty,  quick 
smile. 

"  No,  Reggie.  Lady  Locke  has  come  into  an  immense  fortune 
lately.  They  say  she  has  over  twenty  thousand  a  year.  Mrs.  Wind- 
sor is  trying  to  do  you  a  good  turn.  And  I  daresay  she  would  not  be 
adverse  to  uniting  her  first  cousin  with  a  future  marquis." 

"  H'm  !  "  said  Reggie,  helping  himself  to  coffee  with  a  rather  ab- 
stracted air. 

"  It  is  a  pity  I  am  already  married,"  added  Amarinth,  sipping  his 
coffee  with  a  deliberate  grace.  "I  am  paying  for  my  matrimonial 
mood  now." 

"  But  I  thought  Mrs.  Amarinth  lived  entirely  upon  Cross  &  Black- 
well's  potted  meats  and  stale  bread,"  said  Reggie,  seriously. 

"  Unfortunately  that  is  only  a  ca?iard  invented  by  my  dearest 
enemies." 

Mrs.  Windsor  tells  her  unsophisticated  cousin  something 
about  the  two  men  in  a  conversation  after  the  opera  : 

"  Mr.  Amarinth  is  quite  right.  He  declares  that  goodness  is  merely 
another  name  for  cowardice,  and  that  we  all  have  a  certain  disease  of 
tendencies  that  inclines  us  to  certain  things  labeled  sins.  If  we  check 
our  tendencies,  we  drive  the  disease  inwards  ;  but  if  we  sin,  we 
throw  it  off.  Suppressed  measles  are  far  more  dangerous  than 
measles  that  come  out." 

"  I  see  ;  we  are  to  aim  at  inducing  a  violent  rash  that  all  the  world 
may  stare  at." 

Her  cousin  glanced  at  her  for  a  moment,  with  a  tinge  of  uneasy  in- 
quiry. She  was  not  very  sharp,  although  she  was  very  receptive  of 
modern  philosophy. 

"  Well,"  she  said,  a  little  doubtfully,  "  not  quite  that,  I  suppose." 

"  We  are  to  sin  on  the  house-top  and  in  the  street,  instead  of  in  the 
privacy  of  a  room  with  the  door  locked.  But  what  will  the  London 
County  Council  say  ?  " 

"  Oh,  they  have  nothing  to  do  with  our  class.  They  only  concern 
themselves  with  acrobats  and  respectable  elderly  women  who  are 
fired  from  cannons.  That  is  so  right.  Respectable  elderly  women 
do  so  much  harm.  Mr.  Amarinth  said  to-night — in  the  garden 
scene,  if  you  remember — that  prolonged  purity  wrinkled  the  mind  as 
much  as  prolonged  impurity  wrinkled  the  face.  Nature  forces  us  to 
choose  whether  we  will  spoil  our  faces  with  our  sins  or  our  minds 
with  our  virtues.     How  true  ?    Do  you  like  Lord  Reggie  ?  " 

"  He  has  a  beautiful  face.     How  old  is  he  ?    Twenty?  " 

"  Oh,  no  ;  nearly  twenty-five.  Three  years  younger  than  you  are. 
That  is  all." 

"  He  looks  astonishingly  young." 

"Yes.  He  says  that  his  sins  keep  him  fresh.  A  sinner,  with  a 
young  lamb's  heart,  among  the  full-grown  flocks  of  saints,  you  know. 
Such  a  quaint  idea,  so  original." 

"  I  want  you  to  tell  me  which  is  original,  Mr.  Amarinth  or  Lord 
Reggie?" 

"  Oh  !  they  both  are.  Of  course  Mr.  Amarinth  has  been  original 
longer  than  Lord  Reggie,  because  he  is  nearly  twenty  years  older." 

"  Then  Lord  Reggie  is  the  echo.  And  who  started  the  fashion  of 
the  green  carnation  ?  " 

"  That  was  Mr.  Amarinth's  idea.  He  calls  it  the  arsenic  flower  of 
an  exquisite  life.  He  wore  it,  in  the  first  instance,  because  it  blended 
so  well  with  the  color  of  absinthe.  Lord  Reggie  and  he  are  great 
friends.     They  are  quite  inseparable." 

While  the  town  mouse  was  initiating  the  country  mouse 
to  the  ways  of  modern  London,  the  two  men  had  repaired  to 
a  small  club,  where,  after  an  obsequious  waiter  had  relieved 
them  of  their  coats,  they  sat  down  opposite  to  each  other, 
mechanically  touching  their  hair  to  feel  if  their  hats  had 
ruffled  its  smooth  surface  : 

"  What  do  you  think  about  it,  Reggie?"  Amarinth  said,  as  they 
began  to  discuss  the»r  oysters.  "  Could  you  commit  the  madness  of 
matrimony  with  Lady  Locke  ?  You  are  so  wonderful  as  you  are,  so 
complete  in  yourself,  that  I  scarcely  dare  to  wish  it  or  anything  else 
for  you  ;  and  you  live  so  comfortably  upon  debts  that  it  might  be  un- 
wise to  risk  the  possible  discomfort  of  having  money.  Still,  if  you 
ever  intend  to  possess  it,  you  had  better  not  waste  time.  You  know 
iny  theory  about  money." 

"  No  ;  what  is  it,  Esme?" 

"  I  believe  that  money  is  gradually  becoming  extinct,  like  the  Dodo 
or  '  Dodo.'  It  is  vanishing  off  the  face  of  the  earth.  Soon  we  shall 
have  people  writing  to  the  papers  to  say  that  money  has  been  seen  at 
Richmond,  or  the  man  who  always  announces  the  premature  advent 
of  the  cuckoo  to  his  neighborhood  will  communicate  the  fact  that  one 
spring  day  he  heard  two  capitalists  singing  in  a  wood  near  Esher. 
One  hears  now  that  money  is  tight — a  most  vulgar  condition  to  be  in, 
by  the  way  ;  one  will  hear  in  the  future  that  money  is  not.  Then 
we  shall  barter,  offer  glass  beads  for  a  lunch,  or  sell  our  virtue  for  a 
good  dinner.     Do  you  want  money?" 

Keggie  was  eating  delicately,  with  his  fair  head  drooping  on  one 
side  and  his  blue  eyes  wandering  in  a  fidgety  way  about  the  room. 

"  I  suppose  I  do,"  he  said.  "  But,  as  you  say,  I  am  afraid  of 
spoiling  myself,  of  altering  myself.  And  yet  marriage  has  not 
changed  you." 


"  I  have  not  allowed  it  to.  My  wife  began  by  trying  to  influence 
me  ;  she  has  ended  by  trying  not  to  be  influenced  by  me.  She  is  a 
good  woman,  Reggie,  and  wears  large  hats.  Why  do  good  women 
invariably  wear  large  hats?  To  show  they  have  large  hearts  ?  No, 
I  am  unchanged.  That  is  really  the  secret  of  my  preeminence.  I 
never  develop.  I  was  born  epigrammatic,  and  my  dying  remark  will 
be  a  paradox.  How  splendid  to  die  with  a  paradox  upon  one's  lips  ! 
Most  people  depart  in  a  cloud  of  blessings  and  farewells,  or  give  up 
the  ghost  arranging  their  affairs  like  a  huckster,  or  endeavoring  to 
cut  somebody  off  with  a  shilling.  I,  at  least,  can  not  be  so  vulgar 
as  to  do  that,  for  I  have  not  a  shilling  in  the  world.  Some  one  told 
me  the  other  day  that  the  Narcissus  Club  had  failed,  and  attributed 
the  failure  to  the  fact  that  it  did  not  go  on  paying.  Nothing  does  go 
on  paying.     I  know  I  don't." 

"I  hate  offering  payment  to  anybody."  said  Reggie.  "Even 
when  I  have  the  money.  There  is  something  so  sordid  about  it.  To 
give  is  beautiful.  I  said  so  to  my  tailor  yesterday."  He  answered  : 
'  I  differ  from  you,  sir,  in  to(o.'  How  horrible  this  spread  of  educa- 
tion is  !     We  shall  have  our  valets  quoting  Horace  at  us  soon."  .  .  . 

"Ah  !  here  are  our  deviled  kidneys.  I  suppose  you  and  I  are 
deviled,  Reggie.  People  say  we  are  so  wicked.  I  wish  one  could 
feel  wicked  ;  but  it  is  only  good  people  who  can  manage  to  do  that. 
It  is  the  one  prerogative  of  virtue  that  I  really  envy.  The  saint  al- 
ways feels  like  a  sinner,  and  the  poor  sinner,  try  as  he  will,  can  only 
feel  like  a  saint.  The  stars  are  so  unjust.  These  kidneys  are  delici- 
ous. They  are  as  poetic  as  one  of  Turner's  later  sunsets,  or  as  the 
curving  mouth  of  La  Gioconda.  How  Walter  Pater  would  love 
them." 

Reggie  helped  himself  to  a  glass  of  champagne.  A  bright  spot  of 
red  had  appeared  on  each  of  his  cheeks,  and  his  blue  eyes  began  to 
sparkle. 

"  Are  you  going  to  get  drunk  to-night,  Esme"  ?  "  he  asked.  "  You 
are  so  splendid  when  you  are  drunk." 

"  I  have  not  decided  either  way.  I  never  do.  I  let  it  come  if  it 
will.  To  get  drunk  deliberately  is  as  foolish  as  to  get  sober  by  acci- 
dent. .  .  .  Reggie,  are  you  going  to  make  this  marriage  ?  " 

"  I  don't  know,"  said  the  boy,  rather  fretfully.  "  Do  you  want 
me  to  ?  " 

"  I  never  want  any  one  to  do  anything.  And  I  should  be  de- 
lighted to  continue  not  paying  for  your  suppers.  Besides,  I  am 
afraid  that  marriage  might  cause  you  to  develop,  and  then  I  should 
lose  you.  Marriage  is  a  sort  of  forcing-house.  It  brings  strange 
sins  to  fruit,  and  sometimes  strange  renunciations.  The  renuncia- 
tions of  marriage  are  like  white  lilies— bloodless,  impurely  pure,  as 
anaemic  as  the  soul  of  a  virgin,  as  cold  as  the  face  of  a  corpse.  I 
should  be  afraid  for  you  to  marry,  Reggie  !  So  few  people  have 
sufficient  strength  to  resist  the  preposterous  claims  of  orthodoxy. 
They  promise  and  vow  three  things — is  it  three  things  you  promise 
and  vow  in  matrimony,  Reggie? — and  they  keep  their  promise. 
Nothing  is  so  fatal  to  a  personality  as  the  keeping  of  promises,  un- 
less it  be  telling  the  truth.  To  lie  finely  is  an  Art,  to  tell  the  truth  is 
to  act  according  to  Nature,  and  Nature  is  the  first  of  Philistines. 
Nothing  on  earth  is  so  absolutely  middle-class  as  Nature.  She  al- 
ways reminds  me  of  Clement  Scott's  articles  in  the  Daily  Telegraph. 
No,  Reggie,  do  not  marry  unless  you  have  the  strength  to  be  a  bad 
husband." 

"  I  have  no  intention  of  being  a  good  one,'  Reggie  said,  earnestly. 
"  It  is  only  people  without  brains  who  make  good  husbands.  Virtue 
is  generally  merely  a  form  of  deficiency,  just  as  vice  is  an  assertion 
of  intellect.  Shelley  showed  the  poetry  that  was  in  his  soul  more  by 
his  treatment  of  Harriet  than  by  his  writing  of  'Adonais';  and  if 
Byron  had  never  broken  his  wife's  heart,  he  would  have  been  for- 
gotten even  sooner  than  he  has  been.  No,  Esm^  ;  I  shall  not  make 
a  good  husband." 

"  Lady  Locke  would  make  a  good  wife." 

"  Yes,  it  is  written  in  her  face.  That  is  the  worst  of  virtues.  They 
show.     One  can  not  conceal  them." 

"  Yes,  .  .  .  you  are  quite  right,  Reggie  ;  a  virtue  is  like  a  city  set 
upon  a  hill,  it  can  not  be  hid.  We  can  conceal  our  vices  if  we  care 
to,  for  a  time  at  least.  We  can  take  our  beautiful  purple  sin  like  a 
candle  and  hide  it  under  a  bushel.  But  a  virtue  will  out.  Virtuous 
people  always  have  odd  noses,  or  holy  mouths,  or  a  religious  walk. 
Nothing  in  the  world  is  so  painful  as  to  see  a  good  man  masquerad- 
ing in  the  company  of  sinners.  He  may  drink  and  blaspheme,  he 
may  robe  himself  in  scarlet,  and  dance  the  cancan,  but  he  is  always 
virtuous.  The  mind  of  the  Moulin  Rouge  is  not  his.  Wickedness 
does  not  sit  easily  upon  him.  It  looks  like  a  coat  that  has  been  paid 
for." 

"  Esme\  you  are  getting  drunk  !  " 

"  What  makes  you  think  so,  Reggie?  " 

"Because  you  are  so  brilliant.  Go  on.  .  .  .  Oh  1  Esm6,  when 
you  are  drunk,  I  could  h'sten  to  you  forever.     Go  on — go  on  !  " 

"  Remember  my  epigrams  then,  dear  boy,  and  repeat  them  to  me 
to-morrow.  I  am  dining  out  with  Oscar  Wilde,  and  that  is  only  to 
be  done  with  prayer  and  fasting.  Waiter,  open  another  bottle  of 
champagne  and  bring  some  more  strawberries.  Yes,  it  is  not  easy  to 
be  wicked,  although  stupid  people  think  so.  To  sin  beautifully,  as 
you  sin,  Reggie,  and  as  I  have  sinned  for  years,  is  one  of  the  most 
complicated  of  the  arts.  There  are  hardly  six  people  in  a  century 
who  can  master  it.  Sin  has  its  technique,  just  as  painting  has  its 
technique.  Sin  has  its  harmonies  and  its  dissonances,  as  music  has 
its  harmonies  and  its  dissonances.  To  commit  a  perfect  sin  is  to  be 
great,  Reggie,  just  as  to  produce  a  perfect  picture,  or  to  compose  a 
perfect  symphony,  is  to  be  great.  .  .  .  The  artist  in  sinning  improves 
upon  the  sins  that  Nature  has  put,  as  it  were,  ready  to  his  hand. 
He  idealizes,  he  invents,  he  develops.  .  .  .  The  man  who  in- 
vents a  new  sin  is  greater  than  the  man  who  invents  a  new  religion, 
Reggie.  No  Mrs.  Humphry  Ward  can  snatch  his  glory  from  him. 
Religions  are  the  Aunt  Sallies  that  men  provide  for  elderly  female 
venturists  to  throw  missiles  at  and  to  demolish.  What  sin  that  has 
ever  been  invented  has  ever  been  demolished  ?  There  are  always 
new  human  beings  springing  into  life  to  commit  it  and  to  find  pleas- 
ure in  it." 

And  so  he  runs  on  until  the  place  is  closed  and  they  go 
out  to  "  talk  of  Albert  Chevalier  and  the  mimetic  art." 

Mrs.  Windsor  takes  these  three  and  a  Mme.  Valtesi — an 
eccentric  old  lady  of  mysterious  antecedents,  who  makes 
biting  and  cynical  remarks,  and  manages  a  theatre  because 
she  likes  a  certain  actor — down  to  her  place  in  Surrey  to 
spend  a  rustic  week,  where  Lord  Reggie  shall  have  oppor- 
tunity to  carry  out  Mrs.  Windsor's  match-making  scheme. 
Here  is  his  opinion  of  the  plan  : 

Lord  Reggie  had  quite  made  up  his  mind  to  ask  Lady  Locke  to 
marry  him.  He  didn't  in  the  least  wish  to  be  married,  and  felt  that 
he  never  should.  But  he  also  felt  that  marriage  did  not  matter  much 
either  way.  In  modern  days  it  is  a  contract  of  no  importance,  as 
Esme"  Amarinth  often  said,  and  therefore  a  contract  that  can  be  en- 
tered into  without  searching  of  heart  or  loss  of  perfect  liberty.  To 
him  it  simply  meant  that  a  good-natured  woman,  who  liked  to  kiss 
him,  would  open  an  account  for  him  at  her  banker's  and  let  him  live 
with  her  when  he  felt  so  disposed.  He  considered  that  such  an  ar- 
rangement would  not  be  a  bad  one,  especially  as  the  good-natured 
woman  would  in  course  of  time  cease  to  like  kissing  him,  and  so  free 
him  from  the  one  awkwardness  that  walked  in  the  train  of  matrimony. 

But  he  does  not  know  how  to  propose,  and  goes  to 
Amarinth  for  advice.  That  worthy  relates  his  own  ex- 
perience in  this  wise,  when  asked  what  he  did  in  like  cir- 
cumstances : 

"I  did  nothing.  My  wife  proposed  to  me,  and  I  refused  her. 
Then  she  went  and  put  up  some  things  called  banns,  I  believe. 
Afterward  she  sent  me  a  white  waistcoat  in  a  brown-paper  parcel,  and 
told  me  to  meet  her  at  a  certain  church  on  a  certain  day.  I  de- 
clined. She  came  in  a  hired  carriage — a  thing  like  a  large,  deep 
bath,  with  two  enormously  fat,  parti-colored  horses — to  fetch  me. 
To  avoid  a  scene  1  went  with  her,  and  I  understand  that  we  were 
married.  But  the  color  of  the  window  behind  the  altar  was  so  atro- 
cious, and  the  design— of  Herodias  carrying  about  the  head  of  John 
the  Baptist  on  a  dish— so  inartistically  true  to  life,  that  I  could  not 
possibly  attend  to  the  service." 

But  we  shall  not  spoil  the  reader's  pleasure  by  revealing  all 


October 


1894. 


THE        ARGONAUT. 


the  story,  but  content  ourselves  with  quoting  a  few  additional 
passages.  The  party  go  to  church  on  Sunday,  much  to  the 
surprise  of  the  villagers,  and  the  occasion  calls  forth  the 
longest  description  of  Amarinth  : 

Mr.  Amarinth  especially  created  a  sensation  ;  but  he  always  ex- 
pected to  do  that.     Ever  since  he  had  made  a  name  for  himself  by 
declaring  that  he  was  pleased  with  the  equator,  and  desired  its  further 
acquaintance,  he  had  been  talked  about.     Whenever  the  public  inter-  | 
est  in  him  showed  signs  of  flagging,  he  wrote  an  improper  story,  or  j 
published  an  epigram  in  one  volume,  on  hand-made  paper,  with  im-  1 
mense  margins,  or  produced  a  play  full  of  other  people's  wit,  or  said  ■ 
something  scandalous  about  the  north  pole.     He  had  ruined  the  repu-  | 
tation  of  more  than  one  eminently  respectable  ocean  which  had  pre- 
viously been  received  everywhere,  and  had  covered  Nature  with  con- 
fusion by  his  open  attacks  upon  her.    Just  now  he  was  living  upon  ' 
his  green  carnation,  which  had  be?n  freely  paragraphed  in  all  the 
papers  ;  and  when  that  went  out  of  vogue,  he  had  some  intention  of  j 
producing  a  revised  version  of  the  Bible,  with  all  the  inartistic  pas- 
sages cut  out,  and  a  rhymed  dedication  to  Mr.  Stead,  whose  Reviezo 
of  Reviews  always  struck  him  as  only  a  degree  less  comic  than  the  1 
books  of  that  arch  humorist.  Miss  Edna  Lyall  or  the  bedroom  iiuag-  ' 
iuings  of  Miss  Olive  Schreiner. 

Here  is  a  good  bit  from  his  chatter  : 

"  Intelligence  is  the  demon  of  our  age.  Mine  bores  me  horribly.  , 
I  am  always  trying  to  find  a  remedy  for  it.  I  have  experimented 
with  absinthe,  but  gained  no  result.  I  have  read  the  collected  works 
of  Walter  Besant.  They  afe  said  to  sap  the  mental  powers.  They 
did  not  sap  mine.  Opium  has  proved  useless,  and  green  tea  cigar- 
ettes leave  me  positively  brilliant.  What  am  I  to  do  ?  I  so  long  for 
the  lethargv,  the  sweet  peace  of  stupidity.  If  only  I  were  Lewis  I 
Morris  !  " 

Again  he  indulges  in  this  characteristic  outburst  : 

"  Saying  what  one  ought  not  to  say  is  the  art  of  conversation. 
Only  one  must  always  say  it  with  intention,  otherwise  people  think 
one  grossly  improper.  Intention  is  everything.  Artless  impropriety 
is  quite  played  out.  Yvette  Guilbert  gave  it  its  death-blow.  It  only 
lingers  now  in  the  writings  of  'Ouida'  and  the  poems  of  Arthur  i 
Syraonds.  Why  are  minor  poets  so  artless,  and  why  do  they  fancy  | 
they  are  so  wicked?  What  curious  fancies  even  unintelligent  people 
have.  No  minor  poet  has  ever  been  wicked,  just  as  no  real  artist 
has  ever  been  good.  If  one  intends  to  be  good,  one  roust  take  it  up 
as  a  profession.  It  is  quite  the  most  engrossing  one  in  the  world. 
Have  you  ever  been  with  a  good  person  who  is  taking  a  holiday  from 
being  good  ?  It  is  like  falling  into  the  maelstrom.  They  carry  you  off 
your  feet.  Their  enjoyment  terrifies  the  imagination.  Thev  are 
like  a  Sunday-school  let  loose  in  the  Moulin  Rouge,  or  Mr.  Toole 
when  he  has  made  a  pun  !  Sometimes  I  wish  that  I  could  be  good, 
too,  in  order  to  have  such  a  holiday.  Are  you.  really  going  to  bed, 
Lady  Locke?  I  am  going  to  sit  up  all  night  with  Reggie,  saying 
mad,  scarlet  things,  such  as  Walter  Pater  loves,  and  waking  the 
night  with  silver  silences.  Good-night.  Come,  Reggie,  let  me  be 
brilliant,  dear  boy,  or  I  feel  that  I  shall  weep  for  sheer  wittiness  and 
die,  as  so  many  have  died,  with  alt  my  epigrams  still  in  me." 

But  we  must  put  an  end  to  these  extracts,  for  there  is  not 
a  page  in  the  book  that  has  not  at  least  one  quotable  phrase. 

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EDITORIAL    NOTES. 


The  Non-Partisans  have  issued  a  pronunciamento  to  the 
voters  of  San  Francisco  which  begins  as  follows  : 

•*  Municipal  politics  is  business,  not  politics. 

"  The  mayor  is  simply  the  head  of  a  large  business  institution. 

"  When  a"  merchant  employs  a  clerk,  he  does  not  ask  whether  he  is 
a  Democrat  or  a  Republican.  When  a  bank  engages  a  cashier,  it 
makes  no  difference  whether  he  believes  in  free  trade  or  protection. 
But  he  must  be  capable  and  honest. 

"  Should  not  the  same  rule  apply  to  the  city  government?  " 

If  it  does,  why  not  to  the  State  government?  If  to  the 
State  government,  why  not  to  the  Federal  government? 

To  paraphrase  the  Non-Partisan    pronunciamento.  State 
politics  is   business,  not  politics.     The  governor  is  simply 
the  head  of  a  large  business  institution.     Running  the  State 
government  is  simply  a  question  of  dollars  and  cents.     It  is  1 
a  matter  of  high  or  low  taxation. 

Correspondingly,  it  might  be  said  that  Federal  politics  is 
business,  not  politics.  The  President  is  simply  the  head  of 
a  large  business  institution.  The  issues  between  the  two  , 
great  national  parties  are  purely  business  ones — the  tariff 
and  the  silver  question.  That  is,  the  price  of  commodities 
and.  what  kind  of  money  to  pay  for  them  in.  Nothing  could 
be  more  "  business "  than  national  politics.  According  to 
this  Non-Partisan  logic,  there  ought  to  be  no  parties  at  all. 
But  so  long  as  men  are  constituted  as  they  are,  parties  will 
endure.  The  Non-Partisan  body  seems  to  be  rapidly  crys- 
tallizing into  a  sort  of  a  party  itself. 

As  we  have  said  elsewhere,  this  journal   deems  it  advis- 
able, other  things  being  equal,   to  support   the  candidates 
whose  previous  election  it  helped  to  bring  about,  when  they 
have  proved  to   be  worthy  of   the  trust  reposed   in  them. 
Four   years    ago   the   Argonaut  supported    Mr.   John    D.  1 
Siebe  for  assessor.     He  has  made  an  excellent  record.     He  , 
ought  to  have  been  renominated  by  the  Republican  conven-  , 
tion.     As  they  failed  to  do  so,  he  has  been  renominated  by  ! 
the  Xon-Partisans.     Mr.  Siebe's  popularity  is  so  great  that  j 
he  would  have  stood  a  good  chance  for  reelection  even  had 
he  run  independent.     As  it  is,  he  will  poll  a  large  vote,  and 
stands  an  excellent  chance  for  success.     We  think  our  read- 
ers may  vote  for  him  with  confidence. 

The  Merchants'  Association  have  succeeded  in  securing 
from  the  supervisors  the  contract  for  sweeping  the  city's 
streets.  The  experimental  work  they  have  done  during  the 
last  few  months  has  convinced  the  association  that  with 
hand  labor  they  can  keep  the  streets  clean,  add  greatly  to 
the  appearance  of  the  main  thoroughfares,  to  the  comfort  of 
the  citizens,  and  give  employment  to  some  hundreds  of  deserv- 
ing men.  They  will  require  about  forty  thousand  dollars  in 
addition  to  the  eighty  thousand  dollars  appropriated  by  the 
city.  This  they  will  endeavor  to  obtain  by  voluntary'  sub- 
scriptions. Already  they  have  secured  eleven  thousand 
dollars.  It  is  to  be  hoped  that  all  who  can  do  so  will  sub- 
scribe. The  move  is  an  excellent  one.  If  the  streets  are 
properly  and  continuously  cleaned,  which  can  only  be  done 
by  hand  labor,  one  of  the  chief  objections  to  living  in  this 
city  would  be  removed.  It  is  not  the  wind  which  is  ob- 
jectionable— it  is  the  objectionable  matters  which  whirl  by 
with  the  wind. 

The  Democratic  Municipal  Convention  did  a  great  many 
things   it   should  not   have   done,  and  left   undone  a  great 


many  things  that  it  should  have  done.  One  cf  the  things 
that  it  should  have  done  was  to  nominate  Mr.  J.  H.  Rose- 
wald  for  school'director.  It  failed  to  do  so.  The  Non- 
Partisans,  however,  have  placed  him  upon  their  ticket.  It 
was  a  good  nomination.  Mr.  Rosewald  has  done  his  best 
while  in  office  to  foster  American  ideas  in  the  public  schools. 
He  has  made  an  excellent  official,  and  ought  to  be  reelected.  I 
We  shall  place  him  on  our  municipal  ticket,  and  hope  that 
our  readers  will  vote  for  him. 

The  various  motives  which  actuate  a  daily  newspaper  are 
indeed  peculiar.  Readers  of  the  Chronicle  lately  must  have 
been  rather  surprised  at  the  space  given  by  that  journal, 
which  is  Republican,  to  the  speeches  and  explanations  of 
congressional  candidate  Kelly,  who  is  a  Democrat.  Mr. 
Kelly  is  accused  by  the  Examiner  of  having  been  mixed  up 
in  the  Buckley-Popper  street-sweeping  briberies.  These  ac- 
cusations resulted  in  the  Democratic  campaign  committee 
demanding  Mr.  Kelly's  resignation  as  a  candidate,  which  he 
refused  to  give.  He  is  now  making  an  active  canvass  for 
votes,  and,  as  we  have  said,  the  Chronicle  is  giving  much 
space  to  his  speeches.  This  is  the  reason  :  Mr.  de  Young, 
the  proprietor  of  the  Chronicle,  was  opposed  to  the  renom- 
ination  of  E.  F.  Loud  for  Congress,  and  was  in  favor  of  one 
Julius  Kahn.  Mr.  Kahn,  however,  was  turned  down  and 
Mr.  Loud  nominated.  This  excited  Mr.  de  Young's  wrath, 
and  he  has  evidently  determined  not  to  help  the  Republican 
candidate  in  any  way.  This  is  the  cause  of  the  liberal  space 
given  to  the  Democratic  candidate's  speeches.  This  is  why 
the  Chronicle  is  kind  to  Kelly. 

The  Examiner  of  October  16th,  speaking  of  the  candi- 
dates for  the  State  Board  of  Equalization,  said  :  "  Mr.  A. 
Chesebrough,  as  one  of  the  officers  of  the  Williams-Dimond 
agency  of  the  Pacific  Mail,  was  in  the  pay  of  C.  P.  Hunt- 
ington, and  is  too  friendly  to  that  gentleman  to  be  trusted 
with  the  delicate  task  of  passing  upon  railroad  tax  assess- 
ments. Mr.  Nealon  is  by  far  a  better  man  for  the  place  than 
Mr.  Chesebrough,  who,  though  he  might  be  as  well-inten- 
tioned as  any  one.  could  hardly  withstand  the  influence  of 
Mr.  Huntington."  The  Examiner  seems  to  have  Hunting- 
ton on  the  brain.  The  firm  of  Williams,  Dimond  &  Co.  did 
hold  the  agency  for  the  Pacific  Mail  several  years  ago,  and 
Mr.  Chesebrough  was  the  particular  partner  in  the  firm  who 
had  charge  of  that  business.  But  Mr.  Huntington  took  the 
agenc3r  away  from  the  firm,  and  gave  it  to  a  personal  friend. 
Doubtless  Mr.  Chesebrough  feels  as  kindly  toward  Mr.  Hunt- 
ington as  most  men  do  under  such  circumstances.  To  say 
that  Mr.  Chesebrough  would  be  so  grateful  to  Mr.  Hunting- 
ton for  causing  him  to  lose  business  that  he  would  favor  him 
officially  is  peculiarly  Examinerian. 


THE    STAGE    IN    GOTHAM. 

Arrival  of  Melba    and    Scalchi — A  Line    of  American   Comedians- 
Drew,  Sothern,  Crane,  Wilson,  and  Mansfield — Ada  Rehan 
and  Georgia  Cayvan  as  Stars— A  Play  on  Hypnotism. 


It  is  stated,  on  apparently  very  good  authority,  that  the 
trustees  of  the  great  Newberry  Library,  in  Chicago,  have 
decided  to  come  to  San  Francisco  for  a  successor  to  the  late 
librarian,  Dr.  William  Frederick  Poole.  The  man  whom 
they  are  said  to  have  chosen  is  Mr.  John  Vance  Cheney, 
now  at  the  head  of  the  San  Francisco  Free  Public  Library. 
It  is  a  great  compliment  to  Mr.  Cheney.  The  Newberry' 
Library,  although  not  an  old  one,  is  already  a  notable  insti- 
tution, and  is  so  liberally  endowed  that  it  is  destined  to  be 
the  largest  library  in  this  country,  if  not  one  of  the 
largest  in  the  world.  Dr.  Poole,  its  late  librarian, 
was  a  scholar  of  ripe  erudition,  and  a  man  of  much 
experience  in  managing  libraries.  He  was  the  compiler 
of  the  famous  "Poole's  Index  to  Periodical  Literature," 
an  invaluable  aid  to  writers  and  editors.  He  was  also 
one  of  the  editors  of  the  Dial,  a  literary  journal  of 
which  Chicago  may  well  be  proud,  something  which  can  not 
be  said  of  all  her  publications.  It  is  Dr.  Poole's  place  which 
Mr.  Cheney  is  called  upon  to  fill.  We  think  he  will  fill  it 
worthily.  Mr.  Cheney  is  a  gentleman  of  New  England  an- 
cestry, of  liberal  education,  with  the  tastes  of  a  scholar,  and 
the  temperament  of  a  poet.  That  he  can  retain  this  last  in 
the  prosaic  environment  of  San  Francisco  shows  that  it  is 
ingrained.  His  love  of  letters  is  strong.  He  has  made  an 
excellent  official  in  charge  of  our  small  library  here  on  the 
Pacific  Coast,  and  he  will  make  a  better  one  in  the  larger 
sphere  to  which  he  is  called.  He  will  be  more  appreciated 
in  Chicago  than  in  San  Francisco.  When  some  San  Fran- 
cisco millionaire  leaves  to  the  people  such  a  magnificent  en- 
dowment for  a  library  as  the  late  James  Newberry  left  to 
Chicago,  men  like  Mr.  Cheney  will  doubtless  think  twice  be- 
fore they  leave  us,  and  the  people  will  think  twice  before 
they  let  them  go. 

When  the  "purity  of  elections  law"  was  under  discussion, 
the  newspapers  were  unanimously  in  its  favor.  It  was 
agreed  by  all  of  them  that  the  law  was  a  good  one,  and  that 
the  provision  limiting  the  expenditure  of  each  candidate  to  a 
certain  percentage  of  his  salary  was  entirely  admirable. 
But  now  that  the  law  is  in  operation,  the  newspapers  are 
chopfallen.  The  campaign  committees  have  called  on  the 
candidates  to  subscribe  the  full  amount  the  law  allows  them 
for  expenses  ;  out  of  this  subscription,  the  committees  have 
at  once  called  in  eighty  per  cent.  This  leaves  the  candidates 
with  amounts  varying  from  a  dollar  and  a  quarter  to 
four  dollars  and  a  half  to  pay  for  everything — drinks, 
cigars,  banners,  bummers,  bands,  and  last  but  not  least 
advertising  in  the  newspapers.  Hence  there  is  among 
the  newspapers  a  deep,  dark  disgust  with  the  "purity 
of  elections"  law.  As  for  the  candidates,  they  are  ex- 
periencing mixed  emotions — partly  delight  at  being  able 
to  stand  off  the  clouds  of  canvassers  who  approach  them  at 
election  time,  and  partly  fear  lest  the  public  should  not  know 
that  they  are  running.  Their  fear  is  well  grounded.  There 
are  several  hundred  candidates  before  the  public  at  this 
election,  and  the  average  voter  will  approach  this  mass  of 
material  with  a  tired  feeling  before  he  begins.  As  the  candi- 
dates can  not  familiarize  the  voters  with  their  names,  they 
are  now  in  that  agitated  frame  of  mind  peculiar  to  the  in- 
cipient primapara. 


Abbey  has  arrived  with  Melba  and  Scalchi,  and  it  is  an- 
nounced that  the  operatic  season  will  open  with  "  Romeo 
and  Juliet,"  which  is  so  old  that  it  is  almost  a  novelty. 
Melba  will  be  Juliet  and  Jean  de  Reszke"  Romeo.  The  great 
feature  of  the  season,  Verdi's  "  Falstaff,"  will  not  be  given 
till  the  third  week.  Theatre-goers  have  been  paralyzed  by 
some  of  the  figures  which  Abbey  has  given  to  the  reporters. 
He  says  that  he  has  paid  over  Si, 000,000  each  to  Adelina 
Patti  and  to  Bernhardt.  He  mentions  also  that  $725,000 
were  taken  in  during  the  Irving  tour  last  season,  of  which 
the  sum  of  $61,400  was  received  in  San  Francisco,  as  against 
$40,038  taken  in  that  city  by  Bernhardt.  During  the  last 
opera  season  in  this  city,  the  receipts  were  over  $1,000,000. 

Five  comedians,  all  Americans,  are  playing  at  five  leading 
Broadway  theatres.  John  Drew,  who,  in  the  opinion  of 
many,  is  the  leading  comedian  of  the  day,  now  that  Montague 
and  Lester  Wallack  are  gone,  is  playing  "The  Bauble  Shop  " 
at  the  Empire  to  large  audiences,  and  will  continue  so  to  do 
till  November.  Young  Sothern  is  justifying  Frohman's  pre- 
science by  the  art  with  which  he  plays  "  How  to  Win  a 
Woman "  at  the  Lyceum.  He  is  the  modish  actor  of  the 
day.  Mr.  Crane  is  adding  to  his  reputation  by  his  perform- 
ance of  Sir  John  Falstaff  in  "The  Merry  Wives  of  Wind- 
sor" at  the  Star.  His  conception  of  the  part  is  new,  and 
yet  it  receives  the  approval  of  those  who  remember  Hackett 
and  De  Bar.  At  the  Broadway,  De  Wolf  Hopper  is  giving 
"Dr.  Syntax"  with  excellent  fooling  without  objectionable 
clowning.  He  provokes  uproarious  laughter  from  the  par- 
quet, while  his  art  really  commands  the  admiration  of  con- 
noisseurs. At  Abbey's,  Francis  Wilson  is  as  funny  and  as 
easy  as  ever  in  "The  Devil's  Deputy."  He  is  droll  to  the 
verge  of  grotesqueness,  but  he  never  forgets  that  he  is  an 
artist  and  a  manager.  Finally,  Richard  Mansfield  is  drawing 
good  houses  at  the  Herald  Square  with  his  repertoire,  which 
includes  "  Dr.  Jekyll  and  Mr.  Hyde,"  "  Beau  Brummell," 
and  "Arms  and  the  Man."  A  theatre-lover  need  not  be 
embarrassed  to  choose  a  house  to  spend  an  evening  in. 

It  is  announced  in  the  papers  that  Georgia  Cayvan  is 
going  to  enter  the  lists  as  a  player  of  Shakespearean 
comedy  in  rivalry7  with  Ada  Rehan.  The  two  ladies  differ 
in  everything  but  dramatic  genius.  Miss  Rehan  is  a  num- 
ber of  years  older  than  Miss  Cayvan,  and  is  taller  and  more 
splendid  in  physique.  She  has  had  the  advantage  of  a  life 
training  under  the  most  skillful  manager  of  the  age — 
Augustin  Daly.  She  is  so  sprightly,  so  vivacious,  and  so 
many-sided  that  she  has  been  regarded  as  the  comedienne  of 
the  age — the  only  actress  fit  to  play  Rosalind,  Viola,  and 
Katharine.  On  the  other  hand,  Miss  Cayvan  is  tolerably 
young,  fairly  pretty,  and  a  mistress  of  emotion.  She 
touches  the  hearts  of  the  audience,  while  Miss  Rehan  con- 
quers their  heads.  She  has  been  oftener  seen  in  comedies 
of  the  present  day  than  in  the  classic  plays,  and  she  is  in 
close  touch  with  modern  sentiment.  She  is  the  height  which 
Orlando  declared  to  be  the  proper  number  of  inches  for  a 
sweetheart.  She  has  been  trained  by  Daniel  Frohman, 
whose  adroit  management  and  dramatic  instinct  are  only 
second  to  Daly's. 

Perhaps  the  most  thrilling  play  of  the  day  is  a  German 
piece,  "Der  Andere,"  which  was  written  by  Paul  Lindau, 
and  is  being  played  by  Conried's  German  actors  at  the 
Irving  Place  Theatre.  It  has  a  faint  resemblance  to  "Dr. 
Jekyll  and  Mr.  Hyde."  It  turns  on  the  belief  in  hypnotism. 
It  will  be  remembered  that  Dr.  Charcot  held  that  there  were 
people  who,  in  certain  nervous  states — due  to  disease  or  in- 
duced arbitrarily — could  be  persuaded  to  commit  crimes  at 
the  thought  of  which  in  their  normal  state  they  would  have 
recoiled  aghast.  Such  a  person  is  Dr.  Hallers,  a  lawyer  and 
a  man  of  high  repute,  who  has  unsettled  his  mind  by  pro- 
longed and  intense  study.  He  has  got  into  the  hypnotic 
state,  in  which  there  may  be  two  men  in  one  man — one 
normal,  the  other  abnormal ;  the  only  thing  in  common  be- 
tween the  two  being  that  they  inhabit  the  same  body.  Dr. 
Hallers  is  a  highly  respected  citizen  in  the  normal  state  ;  in 
the  abnormal  state  he  is  a  burglar. 

He  is  shown  on  the  stage  reading,  but  moving  uneasily,  as 
if  in  pain.  His  face  is  convulsed.  He  drops  asleep.  Pres- 
ently he  wakes  a  different  man.  He  is  no  longer  a  quiet, 
respectable  lawyer,  but  is  a  brute,  a  beast  of  prey,  a  crim- 
inal. He  prowls  about,  turns  down  the  lights,  changes  his 
coat,  ties  a  muffler  round  his  throat,  and  sallies  forth  to  a 
den  of  robbers,  where  he  is  known.  He  embraces  Dickert, 
the  head-thief,  and  makes  merry  with  the  ruffians  and  street- 
walkers who  infest  the  place.  In  the  next  act,  he  reenters 
his  own  rooms  with  Dickert,  creeping  with  noiseless  footfall, 
rifles  the  cupboards,  and  packs  the  silver  to  carry  it  off. 
But  while  he  is  in  the  act  of  robbing  himself,  his  morbid 
nervous  condition  begins  to  pass  off.  He  hangs  up  his  hat 
and  takes  off  his  burglar's  coat.  A  convulsion  passes 
through  his  frame  and  he  sinks  unconscious  into  a  chair. 
While  he  is  struggling  and  gasping,  the  police  break  in  and 
seize  Dickert.  Hallers  has  regained  his  normal  state  and 
questions  the  thief  with  severity.  Dickert  does  not  under- 
stand this  and  is  inclined  to  be  sarcastic.  When  the  lawyer 
accuses  him  of  stealing  six  hundred  marks,  Dickert  replies  : 

"You  don't  remember  our  dividing  them?  Why,  you've 
got  your  three  hundred  in  your  pocket  now." 

There  they  are,  sure  enough,  and  the  lawyer's  brain  reels. 
But  the  police  know  him  well  and  pooh-pooh  the  idea  of  his 
being  the  accomplice  of  a  band  of  burglars.  Dickert  is 
carried  off  to  jail,  and  Hallers  exclaims  : 

"  I  am  losing  my  reason." 

"  No,  my  friend,"  says  a  doctor,  who  steps  in,  "you  have 
found  it  again.     The  bridge  of  memory  has  been  repaired." 

It  would  not  be  surprising  if  an  English  ■ 
strong  play  succeeded  at  one  of  our  theatre?. 

New  York,  October  13,  1894. 


8 


THE        ARGONAUT. 


October  22,  1894. 


LITERARY    NOTES. 


Stevenson  and  the  Samoans. 
[The  false  reports  that  Robert  Louis  Stevenson  is 
taking  an  active  part  in  the  political  troubles  of  the 
natives  in  his  island  home,  which  doubtless  originated  in 
the  fact  that  a  small  purchase  of  rifles  was  recently 
shipped  to  him,  will  be  effectually  set  at  rest  by  the  fol- 
lowing extract  from  a  letter  written  by  a  member  of  his 
household  to  a  lady  in  San  Francisco  :] 

"  Some  papers  say  that  we  are  afraid  of  the 
natives,  others  that  they  have  turned  against 
Tusitala  [the  name  the  Samoans  have  given  Steven- 
son], and  goodness  knows  what  ;  it  annoys  Louis 
bitterly — more  so  than  any  adverse  comments  on 
his  books. 

"He  is  a  power  here  among  the  Samoans,  and 
has  kept  them  in  check  when  they  were  more  than 
usually  exasperated.  The  reason  we  bought  the 
rifles  was  because  we  have  a  lot  of  so-called  rebels 
in  our  employ — also  government  men.  If  any 
fighting  took  place  on  our  land,  it  wsuld  not  have 
been  improbable  that  some  of  our  servants  would 
have  been  in  danger.  I  don't  think  they  would 
have  touched  us  at  all,  but  we  would  have  felt  very 
silly  if  we  could  not  protect  our  people. 

"  Mataafa's  chiefs  have  been  liberated  from  the 
jail,  owing  pretty  much  to  Louis's  letters  to  the 
Times,  and  the  whole  band  of  them  came  up  here 
to  thank  Louis.  They  said  that  now  they  were 
free  and  independent  of  the  government.  As 
political  prisoners  they,  being  gentlemen,  refused 
to  work  in  the  roads,  but  now,  being  free,  they 
wanted  to  show  their  gratitude  to  Tusitala  by 
making  his  road  for  nothing.  All  of  this  time  it 
has  been  impossible  for  the  government,  for  love, 
or  money,  or  force,  to  get  that  road  made,  and  to- 
morrow the  chiefs  all  begin  work  for  love  of 
Tusitala.  It  will  be  Loto  Alofa,  '  Road  of  the 
Loving  Hearts.' 

"There  are  about  thirty  of  them  with  their 
young  men,  and  it  will  be  a  gay  sight  seeing  them 
putting  the  road  through  '  for  alofa.'  Last  year  I 
have  often  seen  the  jailer  purple  in  the  face,  fuss- 
ing and  scolding  a  number  of  haughty  chiefs  sit- 
ting on  stones  by  the  wayside,  and  perhaps  three 
young  men  of  inferior  rank  pretending  to  throw 
stones.  The  Samoans  will  not  work  for  the  Ger- 
mans, because  they  boss,  and  rage,  and  swear,  and 
yet  they  work  for  us,  and  work  well,  and  we  have 
people  who  came  to  us  in  the  very  beginning." 


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Personal  and  Miscellaneous  Gossip. 
The  Century  Company  announce  as  nearly  ready 
an  eagerly  expected  book  in  "  The  Recollections  of 
Edwin  Booth,"  by  his  daughter,  Edwina  Booth 
Grossmann,  including  the  great  actor's  letters  to 
her  and  his  friends,  and  illustrated  by  many  por- 
traits of  Edwin  Booth  in  the  costumes  of  his  most 
celebrated  rdles.  Besides  the  regular  edition,  there 
is  promised  an  Edition  de  luxe  of  one  hundred 
copies  on  large  paper  with  twenty  illustrations,  and 
a  limited  edition  of  fifty  copies  on  large  quarto 
paper,  also  with  twenty  illustrations. 

Macmillan  &  Co.  have  arranged  for  the  publica- 
tion of  a  series  of  volumes  to  be  entitled  "The 
Jewish  Library."  under  the  general  editorship  of 
Mr.  Joseph  Jacobs.  Among  the  volumes  already 
in  hand  are  : 

"  Aspects  of  Rabbinic  Theology,"  by  Mr.  S.  Schechter, 
reader  in  Rabbinic  at  Cambridge ;  "  Jewish  Social  Life 
in  the  Middle  Ages,"  by  Mr.  Israel  Abrahams,  one  of  the 
editors  of  the  Jewish  Quarterly  Review  ;  "  The  Return  of 
the  Jews  to  England,"  by  Mr.  Lucien  Wolf,  President  of 
the  Jewish  Historical  Society ;  '*  The  Jewish  Prayer- 
Book:  Its  History  and  Relation  to  Christian  Ritual,"  by 
the  Rev.  S.  Singer;  "Jewish  Ethics,"  by  the  Rev. 
Morris  Joseph;  and  "The  Jewish  Race:  A  Study  in 
National  Character,"  by  the  editor. 

An  "Illustrated  History  of  the  University  of 
California"  is  being  prepared  under  the  editorial 
care  of  William  Carey  Jones,  A.  M.,  Professor  of 
Jurisprudence  of  the  institution. 

"  When  All  the  Woods  are  Green"  is  the  title  of 
the  new  novel  by  Dr.  S.  Weir  Mitchell,  whose  first 
novel,  "  Characteristics,"  was  much  admired  a  year 
ago.  It  is  a  story  of  the  primeval  Canadian  forests, 
replete  with  knowledge  of  literature,  science,  and 
human  nature. 

"  The  Vagabonds  "  is  the  title  of  a  novel  which 
has  lately  been  completed  by  Margaret  S.  Woods, 
the  author  of  that  strong,  if  painful,  little  story, 
"  A  Village  Tragedy."  The  Macmillans  will  pub- 
lish it- 
It  is  announced  that  Mr.  F.  Marion  Crawford, 
having  acquired  a  fine  piece  of  property  near  Han- 
over, N.H.,  his  wife's  birthplace,  will  shortly  erect 
upon  it  "  a  magnificent  summer  residence"  com- 
manding an  excellent  view  of  the  Connecticut 
River  for  miles.  He  will  hereafter  spend  his  sum- 
mers in  this  retreat,  which  is  some  fifty  miles  north 
of  Mr.  Kipling's  home  at  Brattleboro',  and  on  the 
opposite  side  of  the  river.  Apropos  of  this,  Harper's 
Weekly  says  : 

"  Italy  is  a  delightful  land  to  be  idle  in,  a  good  country 
for  sculptors  and  painters  to  work  in,  and  Shelley  and 
the  Brownings  found  it  not  a  bad  home  for  poets.  But 
Mr.  Crawford  neither  sculps,  nor  paints,  nor  poetizes, 
and  it  would  be  hard  to  find  a  man  whose  idling  has 
been  more  strenuously  deferred  than  his.  He  has  cer- 
tainly found  appreciation  enough  in  his  own  United 
States,  and  it  would  seem  as  if  he  were  quite  enough  of 
a  hustler  to  find  a  congenial  air  in  a  country  where 
hustling  is  being  done.  He  has  got  a  great  deal  out  of 
Europe,  but  there  are  plenty  of  Americans  who  can 
better  be  spared  to  live  there.  It  would  be  venturesome 
to  assert  that  his  phenomenal  appetite  for  new  fields  of 
observation  can  be  satisfied  here  ;  but  there  certainly 
are  some  very  inviting  fields  hereabouts  that  have  not 
yet  known  the  edge  of  his  literary  sickle.  No  one,  for 
example,  has  yet  dealt  adequately  with  the  curious  and 
diverting  phases  of  civilization  to  be  found  in  San  Fran- 
cisco. Mr.  Stevenson  has  touched  upon  it,  but  no  more. 
If  Mr.  Crawford  will  look  into  it  for  us,  and  also  do 
Chicago  as  he  has  done  Rome  and  New  York,  we  will  be 
very  considerably  bis  debtors." 

A  biographical  work  of  rare  interest,  to  be  issued 
by  the  Century  Company,  will  be  "The  Reign  of 
Queen  Anne,"  by  Mrs.  Oliphant,  a  series  of  bril- 
liantly written  papers  on  the  people  of  Queen 
Anne's  time,  including  the  court,  Dean  Swift,  De- 
foe, Addison,  the  Duchess  of  Marlborough,  etc. 

In  "  German  Society  at  the  Close  of  the  Middle 
Ages,"  Mr.  E.  Belfort  Bax  gives  a  general  view  of 
the  social  condition  and  popular  movements  of 
Germany  during  the  period  of  the  Reformation. 
The  book  is  limited,  roughly  speaking,  to  the  period 
bounded  by  the  closing  years  of  the  fifteenth  cent- 
ury, on  the  one  side,  and  by  1525,  the  year  of  the 
great  Peasants'  Rising,  on  the  other.  This  volume, 
published  by  Macmillan  &  Co.,  will  be  followed  by 
others  treating  more  in  detail  the  years  1524  to 
1526,  and  giving  a  history  of  the  Anabaptist  move- 
ment in  Central  Europe. 

It  is  said  that  Bjbrnsterne  Bjornson  has  been  for 
some  time  at  work  upon  what  is  called  "  A  Great 
Social  Drama."  He  is  going  to  Rome  for  the 
winter,  and  hopes  to  finish  it  there. 

"  The  Century  Book  for  Young  Americans,"  by 
Elbridge  Streeter  Brooks,  which  will  relate  how  a 
party  of  boys  and  girls,  who  knew  how  to  use  their 
eyes  and  ears,  found  out  all  about  the  Government 
of  the  United  States,  will  be  brought  out  by  the 
Century  Company  uniform  with  "The  Century 
World's  Fair  for  Boys  and  Girls." 

Sir  John  Lubbock,  whose  book  on  the  pleasures 
of  life  obtained  a  few  years  ago  such  wide 
popularitv,  has  ready  a  new  work,  to  be  published 
immediately  by  Macmillan  &  Co.  This  time  it  is 
the  use  of  life  on  which  the  author  dwells. 

Mrs.  Mannington  Caffyn's  new  book,  "  Children 
of  Circumstance,"  is  expected  to  prove  a  consider- 
able literary  advance  on  her  "Yellow  Aster."  It 
deals  with  the  love  of  two  women  for  a  man,  one — 


his  wife — being  cold  and  impassive,  but  keenly 
jealous  of  the  honor  of  her  name,  and  the  other  a 
young  and  impulsive  girl.  She  has  drawn  for  cer- 
tain scenes  on  her  early  experiences  as  an  hospital 
nurse. 

Of  books  of  rollicking  humor,  for  which  the 
thoughts  worded  and  pictured  are  by  the  same 
author,  the  Century  Company  promises  three  : 
"  The  Brownies  Around  the  World,"  in  which 
Palmer  Cox  will  show  his  amusing  little  people  in 
many  nqted  places  ;  "  Artful  Antics,"  by  Oliver 
Herford  ;  and  a  second  volume  of  P.  S.  Newell's 
ingenious  devices,  which,  held  one  way,  show  one 
picture,  and  held  another,  show  a  totally  different 
combination.  He  will  stick  to  the  appropriate 
name  for  his  inventions  and  call  his  book  "  Topsy- 
Turvys,  No.  2." 

Macmillan  &  Co.  have  just  ready  "  Love  in  Idle- 
ness," Mr.  Crawford's  charming  tale  of  life  and  love 
at  Bar  Harbor.  They  propose  to  issue  shortly  a 
single-volume  edition  of  Tennyson's  works,  which 
will  add  to  the  single  volume  of  1889  everything 
since  published,  and  will  also  have  (like  that)  a  copy 
of  the  portrait  engraved  on  steel  by  G.  J.  Stodart. 

Max  O'Rell's  new  book,  "  La  Maison  John  Bull 
et  Cie,"  went  through  nine  editions  within  a  week 
of  publication. 

Charles  F.  Lummis  has  collected  some  of  his 
stories  of  Indian  folk-lore,  and  they  will  be  pub- 
lished by  the  Century  Company  in  a  book  entitled 
"  The  Man  who  Married  the  Moon."  George 
Wharton  Edwards  will  illustrate  it. 

A  year  ago  Macmillan  &  Co.  published  William 
Winter's  "  Life  and  Art  of  Edwin  Booth,"  and  this 
fall  they  have  in  store  for  us  a  "  Life  and  Art  of 
Joseph  Jefferson,"  written  by  Mr.  Winter,  one  of 
his  warmest  personal  friends.  It  contains  a  vivid 
picture,  not  alone  of  Mr.  Jefferson  himself,  but 
also  of  the  famous  family  of  actors  to  which  he 
belongs,  and  is  profusely  illustrated  by  sketches  and 
photographs,  most  of  them  new. 

Hall  Caine  is  reported  to  have  in  mind  the  writing 
of  a  romance,  with  the  late  Chinese  Gordon  as  the 
central  figure.* 

The  Century  Company  is  soon  to  publish  a  book 
of  short  stories  and  sketches,  chiefly  of  Holland, 
by  Mary  Mapes  Dodge.  It  will  be  called  "The 
Land  of  Pluck"  ;  also  a  volume  of  her  poems  for 
young  people,  entitled  "  When  Life  is  Young." 

To  preserve  the  experience  and  knowledge  of 
those  that  remember  some  of  the  earlier  efforts  in 
associated  industry,  and  to  search  such  scanty 
records  as  are  extant,  is  the  task  which  has  been 
undertaken  by  Mr.  Benjamin  Jones  in  his  "  Coop- 
erative Production."  The  work,  a  volume  of  some 
eight  hundred  pages,  has  just  been  issued  by  Mac- 
millan S:  Co. 

"  The  Letters  of  Emily  Dickinson,"  now  in  press, 
cover  the  years  from  1847  to  1886.  They  have 
been  edited  by  Mabel  Loomis  Todd,  and  will  ap- 
pear in  two  volumes.  A  portrait  will  be  given  with 
a  view  of  Miss  Dickinson's  home  at  Amherst. 

The  Century  Company  announces  a  new  volume 
of  poems  by  James  Whitcomb  Riley,  called 
"  Hoosier  Airs." 

A  new  and  cheaper  edition  of  "  Otte's  Scandi- 
navian History  "  has  just  been  published  by  Mac- 
millan &  Co. 

The  Century  Company  will  presently  publish 
"  Across  Asia  on  a  Bicycle,"  a  book  of  the  maga- 
zine papers  in  which  Thomas  G.  Allen,  Jr.,  and 
William  Sachtleben  related  their  adventures  in 
crossing  Asia  on  an  American  wheel. 


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October  22,  1894. 


The  American  returned  from  a  foreign  tour  gen- 
erally comes  back  rather  crushed  in  spirit  by  one 
question  which  the  intelligent  European  persistently 
asks  :  Is  there  no  theatre  or  opera  in  the  United 
States  subsidized  by  government  and  run  under 
government  supervision?  One  can  bear  being 
asked  if  they  still  go  buffalo- hunting  outside 
Chicago  ;  if  all  the  members  of  Congress  are  not  to 
be  bought  ;  if  the  New  York  belles,  when  they  go  to 
a  ball,  do  not  always  take  a  detective  with  them  to 
protect  their  diamonds  ;  if  the  President  is  not  some- 
times a  gentleman  of  color  ;  and  if  the  American 
heiress  does  not  habitually  advertise  for  a  titled 
husband. 

We  have  become  inured  to  this  series  of  ques- 
tions, and  we  know  how  to  answer  them  with 
toleration  and  forbearance.  But  that  particular 
one  about  the  government  theatres  is  not  so  easy  to 
dispose  of.  It  is  hard  to  make  the  foreigner  under- 
stand that  ours  is  not  a  paternal  government  ;  that 
on  this  side  of  the  water  every  man  is  for  himself  ; 
and  for  the  government  to  take  in  hand  and  direct 
a  theatre  would  be  as  out  of  place  as  for  the  gov- 
ernment to  interfere  in  the  Russian  slides  or 
wooden  elephants  on  Coney  Island. 

We  have  not  got  this  far  yet.  It  is  only  within 
the  recollection  of  the  inhabitants  who  are  far  from 
being  the  oldest  that  the  theatre  in  this  country  has 
been  taken  at  all  seriously.  It  has  been  but  one 
remove  above  the  barn-storming  performances  of 
vagrant  players  until  within  the  last  twenty  years. 
Though  such  enormous  sums  of  money  have  been 
spent  on  it,  made  in  it,  lost  through  it,  it  has  always 
been  regarded  as  a  frivolous  and  temporary  pastime, 
a  makeshift  to  fill  in  those  dull  hours  that  hang  so 
heavy  on  the  hands  between  dinner  and  bed-time. 

In  fact,  the  drama,  as  a  distinctly  respected  and 
recognized  art,  has  only  just  begun  to  exist  in  this 
country.  In  the  great  turmoil  and  bustle  of  getting 
settled  down  into  a  big,  expanding,  new  country, 
the  United  States  had  no  time  to  think  about  the 
arts.  There  was  too  much  serious  work  to  do  in 
cleaning  and  sweeping  and  arranging  the  house  to 
think  yet  of  decorating  it.  In  their  enormous 
undertaking,  which  required  all  their  enormous 
energies,  the  American  people  found,  when  the 
heat  and  burden  of  the  day  was  over,  they  had  no 
enthusiasm  to  expend  on  the  beautiful  side  of  life. 
In  the  breathless  hurry  of  their  crowded  existence, 
there  was  no  moment  to  spare  for  the  making  of 
pretty  things,  which,  from  the  material  point  of 
view  of  an  overworked  people,  seemed  to  be  useless 
superfluities.  Then  it  was,  in  the  midst  of  our 
triumphant  bragging  over  the  wonders  we  had  ac- 
complished, that  the  jeers  rose  from  across  the 
Atlantic  :  "  Where  are  your  poets,  where  are  your 
writers,  where  are  your  painters,  where  are  your 
playwrights  ?  "  The  foolish  people  tried  to  answer 
this  by  producing  all  the  little  blowers  of  penny- 
trumpets  and  river-reeds  that  had  cropped  up  in 
out-of-the-way  corners  from  Dan  to  Beersheba,  and 
got  laughed  at  for  their  patriotic  pains.  The  wise 
ones  hung  their  heads  and  acknowledged  that  the 
output  of  native  talent  was  sadly  small. 

It  is  only  since  the  country  has  settled  down  into 
a  rich  calm  of  full-blooded  prosperity  and  ease 
that  the  arts  have  begun  to  put  forth  blossoms. 
Though  a  leisure  class  may  be  antagonistic  to  our 
ideas  of  healthful  industry  and  vigorous  worth,  it 
is  with  the  coming  of  a  leisure  class  that  the  arts 
will  begin  to  bloom.  While  man  is  occupied  in 
plowing  the  unbroken  soil  and  chopping  down  the 
forest  primeval,  he  can  not  be  expected  in  his 
heu res  perdue s  to  sit  down  and  compose  operas  or 
write  sonnets.  It  must  be  at  a  time  when  his 
granaries  are  full,  his  work-day  over,  his  mind  free 
from  the  pressure  of  daily  care.  Then,  like  the 
man  in  Scripture,  he  can  lean  back  and  say  : 
"  Now,  soul,  take  thine  ease,"  and  wait  for  the 
divine  afflatus  to  .seize  him  and  make  him  "  wake 
to  ecstasy  the  living  lyre."  For  lack  of  such  fos- 
tering conditions,  the  living  lyre  had  to  be  waked 
by  the  hands  of  such  bards  as  N.  P.  Willis  and 
Felicia  Hemans,  and  the  ecstasy  had  to  be  sup- 
plied by  the  American  people,  who  could  only  say 
with  Touchstone:  " 'Tis  an  ill-favored  thing,  but 
'tis  mine  own." 

With  the  distribution  of  wealth,  with  the  growth 
of  a  great  class  of  rich  idlers,  who  wanted  to  be 
amused  and  could  afford  to  pay  well  for  their 
amusement,  the  arts  began  to  stir  into  life.  The 
opera  in  New  York  was  started  and  run  by  a  com- 
pany of  rich  men  who  wanted  opera  and  were 
.\ii.-fig  to  pay  for  it.  It  was  a  private  enterprise, 
1  inged  by  the  sons  of  money-making  fathers 
vl.o  did  not  know  "God  Save  the  Queen"  from 

1  ankee   Doodle."       These   enterprising    persons 


hold  the  boxes,  patronize  the  opera  which  is  really 
theirs,  and  every  year  pay  up  the  deficit — there  al- 
ways is  a  deficit — like  good  men  and  true.  Run- 
ning it  as  they  do,  they  claim  quite  seriously  the 
right  to  talk  in  the  boxes.  It  is  their  opera,  and 
to  the  malcontents  in  the  parquet  they  can  say  if 
they  want:  "Run  away  now  and  don't  be  un- 
grateful. If  it  was  not  for  us  you  could  hear  no 
opera,  and  if  you  want  opera  you  have  got  to  take 
us  with  it." 

Under  the  conditions  that  still  prevail  in  this 
country,  the  establishing  of  a  government  theatre 
or  opera  would  be  utterly  unfeasible.  The  spirit 
of  "  every  man  for  himself  and  the  devil  take  the 
hindermost"  is  too  strongly  impressed  upon  the 
people  to  make  government  interference  in  their 
theatrical  ventures  at  all  to  their  taste.  The  Theatre 
Francais,  the  model  national  theatre  of  the  world, 
has  the  right  to  take  actors  from  any  other  play- 
house in  the  realm,  giving  them,  of  course,  due 
warning.  How  would  an  American  manager,  who 
had  just  advertised  into  brilliancy  some  promising 
star,  bear  to  have  his  treasure  reft  from  him  by  the 
long  arm  of  the  national  theatre  ?  Yet  in  France 
this  constantly  happens,  and  no  one  complains.  In 
the  case  of  Worms,  a  good  many  years  ago  now, 
it  was  particularly  exasperating  to  the  managers  of 
the  Gymnase,  the  shattered  fortunes  of  which  he 
was  just  beginning  to  restore,  when  the  Theatre 
Francais  carried  him  off  with  as  little  compunction 
as  the  nymphs  felt  when  they  carried  off  young 
Hylas. 

Moreover,  the  American  people  have  not  got 
that  reverential  respect  for  art  which  is  so  strong  in 
the  French.  M.  Sarcey  says  that  every  young 
actress  in  France,  be  she  small  soubrette  or  aspiring 
to  the  laurels  of  Rachel,  hopes  some  day  to  be 
able  to  print  on  her  card,  "  de  la  Com^die-Fran- 
caise."  This  is  the  highest  pinnacle  of  her  ambi- 
tion. If  she  succeeds  and  becomes  a  socie'tai??, 
she  becomes  a  member  of  the  society,  receives  a 
good  salary,  and,  as  in  the  army  and  navy,  after  a 
term  of  service,  retires  on  a  pension  only  a  little 
less  than  her  old  salary.  This  is  comfortable,  and 
insures  the  actress  against  that  old  age  of  misery 
and  want  which  is  so  often  her  fate,  her  life  in 
those  old  days  being  summed  up  in  the  remark 
made  to  Balzac  by  one  of  the  women-ushers  in  the 
Comedie-Francaise  :  "  In  my  time  the  actresses 
died  in  the  charity  hospitals,  but  they  lived  like 
Roman  empresses." 

To  the  American  actress,  the  honor  of  being  a 
sociitaire  of  the  "  House  of  Moliere  "  would  be  off- 
set by  what  she  would  regard  as  disadvantages. 
There  would  be  no  chance  of  her  making  those 
huge  sums  of  money  which  she  now  and  then  suc- 
ceeds in  making  in  one  brilliant  season.  She  would 
lose  her  independence  in  many  ways.  In  the  great 
French  theatre  that  has  grown  up  from  that  little 
band  of  players  called  "  Comgdiens  du  Roi,"  who 
played  for  Louis  the  Fourteenth,  the  manager  holds 
autocratic  sway.  His  word  is  law,  and  men  and 
women,  whose  names  are  famous  in  the  world  of 
arts,  yield  to  his  dictum  without  a  murmur. 
Then  all  that  exercising  of  individual  taste  with- 
out consulting  accuracy  or  fittingness  would 
have  to  give  way.  Fanny  Davenport  would  no 
longer  be  allowed  to  wear  French-heeled  boots 
when  she  acted  Cleopatra.  Impoverished  or- 
phans, reduced  to  beggary,  would  have  to 
give  up  their  diamond  ear-rings  ;  Marie  Wain- 
wright  would  not  be  permitted  to  appear  as  the 
page  Ca^sario,  with  her  own  hair  dressed  in  Psyche 
twist  and  with  her  waist  reduced  to  eighteen  inches  ; 
Juliet  could  not  wear  a  mantle  of  a  lace  that  had 
never  been  made  until  the  ill-fated  Capulet  had 
been  moldering  in  her  grave  for  several  centu- 
ries. 

But,  though  these  restrictions  on  their  inde- 
pendence would  chafe  the  free-born  American 
spirit  to  madness,  there  are  other  reasons  why  a 
Comtdie-Amiricaine  would  not  be  a  success.  In 
the  French  theatre,  the  reverence  for  the  past— the 
storied  past  of  the  House  of  Moliere,  peopled  with 
so  many  great  and  glorious  figures— is  felt  by  each 
and  all.  The  art  feeling  is  strong  ;  the  feeling  of 
personal  respect  and  affection  for  the  grand,  old 
institution  is  stronger.  When  the  comedies  of 
Moliere  are  given,  and  some  of  the  great  spirits 
of  the  company  are  cast  for  the  smallest  parts, 
there  is  no  rage  and  despair,  no  taking  of  rag- 
babies  and  going  home.  All  bring  their  best  to 
the  comedies  of  the  master,  all  work  together  to 
render  his  joyous  masterpieces  with  as  perfect  a 
finish  as  it  is  in  them  to  give. 

They  take  their  positions  as  members  of  the 
society  with  an  almost  solemn  seriousness.  The 
traditions  of  the  great  institution  weigh  heavily 
with  them.  They  are  treading  the  boards  where 
Adrienne  Lecouvreur  once  was  queen.  From  the 
parquet  beyond,  Voltaire  and  the  Marshal  de  Saxe 
once  watched  this  enchantress,  whose  sudden  death 
shocked  Paris  into  believing  that  she  has  been  the 
victim  of  one  of  those  poisoned  bouquets  so  dear 
to  the  romantic  gossip  of  the  day.  Here  Clairon 
had  been  a  star,  rising  up  from  the  dark  obscurity 
of  a  degraded  childhood  into  the  radiance  of  a  brill- 
iant popularity.  Here  Mile.  Mars  had  been  a 
shining  light  for  years,  choosing  for  her  last  appear- 
ance the  part  of  Mile,  de  Belle-Isle,  an  inginucoi 
eighteen  she  at  the  time  being  nearly  fifty.  Here 
Georges  dignified  the  great  characters  of  classic 
tragedy  with  her  imperial  presence,  and  the  sono- 


rous music  of  Rachel's'  voice  held  spellbound  the 
most  critical  audiences  in  the  world. 

With  these  and  many  other  great  figures  stretching 
away  behind  them  into  the  old  days  when  the  com- 
panies of  the  Hotel  de  Bourgogne  and  the  Hotel 
Gu^negaud  were  amalgamated  under  the  title  of 
"  Com^diens  du  Roi,"  the  modern  stars  of  the 
Theatre  Francais  may  well  feel  the  seriousness  of 
their  office  and  the  weight  of  the  important  past. 
With  us  there  would  be  no  past  to  loom  up,  digni- 
fied and  awe-inspiring,  behind  the  American  Bern- 
hardts  and  Croizettes,  Our  past  is  so  close  upon 
our  heels  that  it  is  a  little  hard  to  adjust  one's 
point  of  view  to  regarding  it  as  a  past  at  all.  It  is 
so  close  that  it  is  almost  impossible  to  get  the 
proper  focus  for  studying  it.  And  should  the 
American  actress  peer  back  into  it  for  inspiration 
from  the  great  dead,  she  would  only  catch  occa- 
sional glimpses  of  such  pale,  fleeting  shapes  as 
Mrs.  Mowatt,  and  Mrs.  Chanfrau,  and  Julia 
Dean,  who.  though  they  were  certainly  better 
women,  were  not  as  great  artistes,  and  did  not 
have  as  romantic  lives  as  the  brilliant  spirits  of  the 
Theatre  Francais's  splendid  youth. 


STAGE    GOSSIP. 


Robert  Downing  will  come  to  the  California 
Theatre  next  month  with  "  The  Gladiator." 

Katie  Emmett  in  "  Killarney  "  and  a  new  series 
of  living  pictures  will  be  the  attractions  at  the  Cali- 
fornia Theatre  next  week. 

The  Kendals'  engagement  at  the  Baldwin  will 
last  until  November  26th,  when  young  Alexander 
Salvini  will  present  a  series  of  romantic  dramas 
during  a  two  weeks'  engagement. 

"Aladdin,  Jr.,"  will  have  reached  its  two  hun- 
dredth performance  at  the  Opera  House  in  Chicago 
on  November  2d,  and  the  company  will  then  start 
out  on  its  eighth  annual  tour.  It  will  reach  this 
city  during  the  holidays,  and  will  play  a  long  en- 
gagement at  the  Baldwin. 

Auber's  romantic  comic  opera,  "  Fra  'Diavolo," 
will  be  revived  at  the  Tivoli  Opera  House  on  Mon- 
day, October  22.  with  the  following  cast  of  char- 
acters : 

Fra  Diavolo,  Robert  Dunbar;  Lord  Allcash,  John  J. 
Raffael ;  Lorenzo,  Phil  Branson  ;  Maiteo,  George  Olmi; 
Giacorno,  Thomas  C.  Leary ;  Beppo,  Ferris  Hartman  ; 
Zerlina,  Gracie  Plaisted  ;  Lady  Allcash,  Tillie  Salinger. 

An  amusing  bit  of  human  nature  is  brought  out 
in  the  following  paragraph  Irom  the  Sun  ; 

"The  men  who  arrange  the  'living  pictures'  put  in 
them  startling  and  home-like  scenes,  such  as  that  of  a 
mother  rocking  a  baby  in  a  cradle,  an  honest  working- 
man  fighting  with  a  '  walking  delegate,*  or  a  battle  scene, 
m  which  a  Northern  soldier  is  killini;  several  dozen 
rebels  with  only  half  an  effort.  When  these  scenes  are 
presented,  the  deacons,  elders,  and  respectable  men  of 
the  town  applaud  vigorously.  When  the  nudes  are 
shown  there  is  no  applause  at  all.  A  foolish  manager 
concluded  from  this  that  the  respectable  and  well-bred 
part  of  the  audience  objected  to  the  nudes,  and  one 
night  he  left  them  all  out,  and  presented  only  the, good 
pictures.  The  following  night  the  house  was  nearly 
empty,  and  the  public  refused  to  return  until  all  the 
nudes  were  put  on  exhibition  again." 

The  advent  of  the  Kendals  in  "  The  Second  Mrs. 
Tanqueray"is  a  double  event  and  acquires  addi- 
tional interest,  coming,  as  it  does,  in  a  period  of 
theatrical  stagnation  such  as  San  Francisco  has  not 
known  in  years.  The  play  has  been  as  much  dis- 
cussed as  any  written  in  the  past  decade,  and  Mrs. 
Kendal's  interpretation  of  the  titular  r61e,  Paula,  the 
woman  with  a  past  which  is  very  lurid  and  very  re- 
cent, was  a  second  sensation  to  those  to  whom  the 
play  was  not  new.  She  is  said  to  make  Paula  a 
very  different  woman  from  the  one  whose  portrayal 
in  London  made  Mrs.  Patrick  Campbell  famous  in 
a  night.  The  Baldwin  will  have  a  thumping  first- 
night  audience  on  Monday  night,  and  the  advance 
sale  of  seats  for  the  entire  week  is  heavy. 

An  entertainment  for  the  benefit  of  the  Fruit  and 
Flower  Mission  will  be  given  on  Wednesday  after- 
noon, October  31st,  at  the  California  Theatre. 
The  programme  will  be  one  of  unusual  attractive- 
ness ;  leading  people  from  all  the  prominent  the- 
atres will  assist.  The  meritorious  work  accom- 
plished by  this  well-known  charity  is  sufficient 
proof  of  the  worthiness  of  the  undertaking. 
Tickets,  including  reserved  seats  for  one  dollar, 
may  be  purchased  from  the  officers  and  members 
of  the  association,  and  also  at  the  White  House, 
corner  of  Post  and  Kearny  Streets.  The  entire 
receipts  will  be  turned  over  for  this  benefit, 
arrangements  having  been  perfected  whereby 
everything — from  the  theatre  to  the  printing,  etc. 
— is  donated  without  any  co^t. 


Le  Cercle  Francais  will  give  a  concert  and  ball  in 
its  club-rooms  on  Saturday  evening,  November  3d. 


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THE 


ARGONAUT. 


11 


VANITY    FAIR. 


The  past  London  season  is  said  to  have  been  al- 
most the  worst  on  record  for  match-making.  The 
number  of  engagements  publicly  announced  was 
surprisingly  small,  and  one  of  the  most  interest- 
ing— that  of  Lord  Willoughby  de  Eresby,  M.  P., 
eldest  son  of  the  Earl  of  Ancaster,  to  Miss  Muriel 
Wilson,  the  youngest  daughter  of  Arthur  Wilson, 
of  Tranby  Croft — was  broken  off  for  reasons  un- 
known to  the  public  at  large.  The  lady's  parents 
were  the  Prince  of  Wales's  hosts  at  the  time  of  the 
baccarat  scandal.  They  are  enormously  wealthy, 
and  their  daughter  is  pretty  and  amiable,  so  that 
polite  society  is  much  worried  as  to  the  cause  of  the 
quarrel  which  has  led  to  such  a  disastrous  result. 
The  fault  is  believed  to  rest  mainly  with  the 
parents.  Arthur  Wilson,  though  a  plebeian  by 
birth  and  a  ship-owner  by  trade,  thinks  himself  as 
good  as  any  earl  living,  and  he  certainly  has  hob- 
nobbed with  princes  on  more  than  one  occasion. 
Almost  the  only  other  great  match  arranged  was 
that  of  Prince  Adolphus  of  Teck  and  Lady  Mar- 
garet Grosvenor,  daughter  of  the  Duke  of  West- 
minster, the  richest  man  in  England.  The  mar- 
riage will  take  place  on  November  28th.  Al- 
though his  sister  is  the  Duke  of  York's  wife,  the 
prince  is  poor,  and  the  Duke  of  Westminster  is 
understood  to  have  behaved  nobly  in  the  matter  of 
settlements.  Rumor  fixes  the  bride's  dower  at  two 
million  five  hundred  thousand  dollars,  with  a  gift 
of  a  fine  freehold  estate  to  the  bridegroom  thrown 
in.  However,  match-making  parents  are  deriving 
much  consolation  from  the  almost  phenomenal 
activity  of  what  is  known  as  the  country-house 
season.  The  weather  has  been  bad  for  grouse- 
shooting  and  other  sport,  compelling  the  young 
men  to  spend  more  time  than  usual  indoors  in  the 
society  of  the  ladies.  The  gratifying  result  is  said 
to  be  the  engagement  of  about  two  hundred  fash* 
ionable  girls  to  an  equal  number  of  fashionable 
young  men  since  the  Parliamentary  recess  com- 
menced. The  bridegrooms  include  some  half- 
dozen  of  the  oldest  sons  of  peers,  among  them  the 
Marquis  of  Hamilton,  the  heir  of  the  Duke  of 
Abercorn,  who  will  marry  the  daughter  of  the  Earl 
of  Lucan.  There  is  also  one  divorced  man,  Lord 
Connemara,  who  caused  a  grave  scandal  when 
Governor  of  Madras.  He  is  to  marry  a  widow, 
Mrs.  Coleman,  and  polite  society  is  asking  what 
priest  or  parson  will  have  the  courage  to  perform 
the  ceremony. 

The  conundrum,  "  How  should  one  dress  for 
one's  picture?"  has  elicited  from  the  New  York 
Tribune  some  sensible  advice.  "  It  is  a  well-known 
fact,"  it  says,  "  that  a  becoming  and  modish  toilet 
often  becomes  really  ugly  and  most  inappropriate 
when  immortalized  by  the  brush  or  even  the  lens. 
Nothing  could  seem  more  inartistic  than  a  photo- 
graph of  a  fashionably  attired  woman  half  a  dozen 
years  after  it  has  been  taken.  Unless  a  woman 
has  a  distinctly  artistic  sense,  simplicity  should  be 
strictly  adhered  to  and  all  exaggerated  effects 
avoided  ;  and  it  would  be  well  to  go  to  some 
good  art  shop  and  study  the  prints  of  the  famous 
portraits  of  all  time— the  Lelys,  the  Gainsboroughs, 
the  Sir  Joshua  Reynoldses,  the  Lawrences,  the 
Ettys,  whose  women  will  live  forever  in  their 
gracious  beauty,  and  the  simplicity  of  whose 
drapery  is  in  many  cases  extreme.  Just  at  the 
present  time,  moreover,  the  fashions  allow  such 
great  latitude  of  choice,  making  woman  for  the 
nonce  the  heir  of  all  the  ages,  that  she  can  wear 
whatever  suits  her  fancy  best  in  any  century,  and 
it  would  seem,  therefore,  to  be  a  peculiarly  favor- 
able period  for  portraits.  But  it  should  ever  be 
borne  in  mind  that,  even  as  an  artist  studies  his 
subject,  so  should  a  woman  study  her  costume,  for 
next  to  the  face  itself  it  is  the  most  important  part 
of  the  picture,  and  will  make  or  mar  the  general 

effect  invariably." 

♦ 

The  persistency  with  which  some  English  jour- 
nals discuss  Lady  Jeune's  strictures  on  the  so-called 
"smart  people  "  in  London  society,  has  drawn  forth 
a  protest  from  the  Spectator,  which  takes  the  sensi- 
ble view  that  the  persons  in  question  are  really  not 
of  much  consequence,  and,  if  the  newspapers 
would  let  them  alone,  would  attract  very  little  at- 
tention. The  same  thing  may  be  said  (the  New 
York  Sun  says)  of  the  corresponding  fashionable 
coterie  in  all  great  cities.  It  is  the  notoriety  given 
to  its  members,  half  in  fun,  by  the  press  that  causes 
them  to  conceive  a  laughably  exaggerated  idea  of 
their  importance.  The  pretext  for  considering  the 
English  smart  set  seriously,  as  a  sociological  phe- 
nomenon, is  the  assumption  that  when  the  most 
conspicuous  section  of  high  society  grows  corrupt, 
society  as  a  whole  must  be  growing  corrupt,  too, 
and  stumbling  toward  catastrophe  or  revolution. 
The  Spectator  can  see  no  ground  for  the  assump- 
tion. It  points  out  that  there  never  was  a  time, 
since  civilized  states  were  founded,  when  there  did 
not  exist,  somewhere  near  the  centre,  a  smart  set, 
sometimes  fast,  always  frivolous,  and  in  one  way  or 
another  devoted  to  money,  simply  because  that  is 
the  instrument  of  luxury.  The  smart  people  have 
always  been  the  same  :  splendid  in  apparel,  greedy 
of  gain,  lax  in  their  view  of  sexual  relations,  vulgar 
in  thought,  and  haunted  with  a  desire,  inconsistent 
with  the  pretended  loftiness  of  their  position,  for 
grand  entertainments,  ceremonials,  and  even  for 
fine  eating.    It  is,  indeed,  admitted  by  the  Spectator 


that  the  English  smart  set  may  be  worse  now  than 
it  was  in  the  beginning  of  Queen  Victoria's  reign,  for 
obvious  reasons,  one  being  that  the  sovereign  who 
once  exercised  a  wholesome  influence  has  withdrawn 
into  seclusion.  On  the  other  hand,  it  is  as  certainly 
better  than  the  analogous  coterie  during  the  reign  of 
the  last  George,  more  observant  of  public  opinion, 
and  less  gross.  The  point,  however,  of  the  Spec- 
tator's article  is  that,  whether  the  present  smart  set 
in  England  is  better  or  worse  than  its  predecessors, 
is  a  matter  of  very  little  moment.  The  members 
of  it  are  simply  nobodies  in  the  permanent  English 
scheme.  According  to  the  Spectator,  the  English 
aristocracy  is  just  what  it  has  always  been,  a  mix- 
ture, but  just  now,  as  it  happens,  with  an  unusual 
proportion  of  nobles  in  it  who  may  neglect  their 
political  duties,  but  who  perform  their  country 
duties  well.  It  may  be  a  subject  of  regret  that 
they  have  not  more  of  the  Prussian  idea  that  a 
noble  should  serve  the  state,  but  it  is  pronounced 
silliness  to  compare  them,  as  a  whole,  with  the 
nobles  of  Versailles  in  the  last  century.  As  for 
English  society  at  large,  the  immense  body  of  those 
who  are  at  once  cultivated  and  well  off,  the  Spec- 
tator avers  that  it  never  was  better.  Its  men  work 
as  hard  as  anybody,  its  women  are  faithful  and  true, 
and  both  evince  a  sympathy  with  the  working  mill- 
ions such  as  is  absolutely  new  in  English  history. 
England,  indeed,  we  are  assured,  is  choked  with 
families  who  need  not  work,  who  are  as  cultured  as 
were  the  Medici,  and  who  live  lives,  which,  if  a 
little  humdrum,  are  thoroughly  good,  judged  by 
any  standard.  The  Spectator  says  that  the  im- 
provement in  the  rural  districts  and  country  towns, 
during  the  last  half-century,  is,  to  those  who  can 
rely  on  their  memories,  positively  amazing.  It  is 
not  denied  that  too  many  nice  people  may  have 
substituted  respectability  for  the  Christian  ideal, 
but  they  are  pronounced  as  much  superior  to  the 
rowdies  of  fifty  or  forty  years  ago,  as  the  latter  were 
to  the  denizens  of  Alsatia  in  Stuart  times. 


Censure  from  the  German  Emperor  and  specific 
acts  of  ungraciousness  toward  individuals  of  the 
German  nobility  work  socially  almost  like  the  ban 
of  the  church  in  the  Middle  Ages.  The  upper 
classes  all  have  an  interest  in  not  exciting  the  ill- 
will  of  the  monarch  ;  the  sons,  nephews,  and 
fathers  of  the  families  of  the  aristocracy  and  gentry 
are  in  the  royal  service,  and  if  not  their  places,  their 
advancement  depends  upon  "  their  being  favorably 
noted  above."  Hence  a  man  in  disgrace  is  forsaken 
by  his  kin  out  of  an  imperative  need  of  self-preser- 
vation. Old  acquaintances  cross  the  street  to  avoid 
the  necessity  of  saying  good-day.  Invitations  pass 
his  door.  If  he  invites  society  to  come  to  him,  his 
friends  are  all  "ill"  or  are  "engaged  elsewhere." 
Sofdy  but  cruelly  he  is  dropped.  In  town  the  men 
will  be  supported  by  the  companionship  of  others 
who  share  the  same  opinions  and  have  experienced 
the  same  fate.  But  at  home  the  mass  of  good- 
natured  but  helpless  squires  will  timidly  cut  them. 
The  home  rest  is  gone.  The  late  Count  Dohna- 
Kotzenau  was  a  black-marked  man  in  his  day  and 
county.  He  housed  alone  with  his  Liberalism  in 
Castle  Kotzenau,  as  with  a  pest.  No  carriage  of  a 
neighbor  ever  drew  up  before  his  portals.  When 
the  countess  drove  into  town,  only  tradesmen  wel- 
comed her.  And  this  began  to  be  the  experience 
of  Countess  Mirbach,  Countess  Kanitz,  and  the 
consorts  of  the  other  lords  to  whom  William  the 
Second  turned  his  back  in  Kbnigsberg,  from  the 
moment  that  the  dreadful  news  reached  the  castles 
of  East  and  West  Prussia. 


"  I  have  found  out  the  name  of  the  hideous 
chignons  which  the  Englishwomen  are  wearing," 
"Him"  solemnly  asseverates  in  Vogue.  "They 
are  called  Bath  buns,  and  resemble  what  was 
once  known  as  rats.  They  are  placed  on  the 
back  of  the  head  with  an  elastic,  and  the  hair 
coiled  round  and  round  them  until  a  most  terrific 
chignon  is  the  result.  The  hair  is  piled  up  and 
frizzed  a  la  nigresse  in  front,  and  then  hats,  with 
lace  crowns  coming  way  out  in  front,  are  placed  on 
top  of  this  pile.  A  veil  is  worn  around  the  head 
in  most  fantastic  fashion.  Some  of  these  hats  are 
pretty,  being  covered  with  pink  roses  as  far  as  the 
black-lace  brim.  Women  are  also  wearing  Hom- 
bourg  hats,  which  do  not  become  them  and  make 
them  look  disagreeably  masculine." 


The  society  ladies  of  Paris  have  adopted  a 
luminous  face-powder  (says  the  New  York  Herald). 
The  blue  and  yellow  rays  of  light  falling  upon  the 
face  and  shoulders  of  ladies  in  full-dress  give  them 
in  the  electric  light  often  a  ghastly  appearance,  and 
in  the  gas  a  sallow  look.  The  electric  light  is  es- 
pecially rich  in  rays  of  violet,  and  these  have  a 
most  unpleasant  optical  effect  upon  the  human  face. 
To  the  avoidance  of  this  effect  a  certain  French 
student  has  recently  been  giving  his  attention,  with 
the  result  that  he  has  produced  a  face-powder  that 
is  as  delicate  and  fine  as  the  popular  article  made 
from  rice.  The  foundation  of  this  luminous  pow- 
der is  sulphate  of  quinine,  which  has  been  dis- 
solved in  alcohol  and  is  mixed  with  sulphate  of 
zinc.  It  retains  its  brilliancy  for  several  hours  in 
the  hottest  sun.  In  addition  to  being  an  adjunct  of 
womankind  to  heighten  beauty,  it  has  been  found 
to  protect  its  user  from  the  depressing  effect  of  the 
sun.  The  face  is  first  dampened  by  the  lotion 
made  from  the  quinine  and  alcohol,  and  then  pow- 


dered with  the  sulphate  of  zinc.  The  only  objec- 
tion to  the  powder  is  the  taint  of  selfishness  that 
attends  %.  When  the  lady  has  completed  her 
toilet,  she  plunges  her  powder-puff  into  the  box  of 
luminous  powder  and  passes  it  sparingly  over  her 
face  and  neck.  From  that  moment  she  takes  a 
brilliant  color  that  is  as  delicate  and  as  conspicuous 
as  the  pure  white  of  Paris  marble,  and  which  has 
the  effect  of  giving  to  all  other  faces  in  the  imme- 
diate vicinity  a  citron-yellow  tint  that  is  destructive 
of  beauty.  The  powder  wards  off  from  the  com- 
plexion the  damaging  colored  rays  that  are  in  the 
spectrum,  and  thereby  purifies  the  tint  of  the  skin, 
so  that  it  is  freed  from  all  blemishes  brought  by 
the  light  and  becomes  so  pure  as  to  be  almost 
transparent. 

An  old  man  remarked  not  long  ago  that  he  be- 
lieved that  the  girl  of  the  new  dispensation  is  less 
self-conscious  than  young  women  used  to  be.  In 
one  way  she  is  infinitely  more  convinced  of  her  im- 
portance than  women  of  the  past.  In  another,  she 
makes  far  less  of  it.  It  is  hard  to  hold  one's  self 
as  a  being  extraordinarily  gifted,  or  beautiful,  or 
enchanting,  when  one's  horizon  has  been  wide 
enough  to  admit  of  one's  making  the  acquaintance 
of  minds  more  gifted,  of  ideals  more  beautiful,  of 
individualities  more  enchanting.  Women  to-day 
are  prouder  than  they  used  to  be.  They  have 
dropped  the  old-time  attitude  of  submission  toward 
a  quantity  of  things  in  life.  They  are  prouder  be- 
cause they  learn  more,  and  have  a  more  accurate 
understanding  of  the  capacities  of  their  sex.  But, 
as  a  simple  result  of  such  very  legitimate  and 
proper  pride,  they  are  also  far  less  apt  to  be  puffed 
up  with  satisfaction  at  their  own  little  personal 
achievements  or  appearance.  "  I  don't  mean  to 
say  it  hurts  a  girl  to  think  rather  well  of  herself  in 
a  general  way,"  he  says,  "but  the  thinking  well 
must  take  the  form  of  self-respect,  of  self-poise, 
not  of  puerile  conceit.  Pride  and  self-respect  are 
stately,  cause  a  girl  to  keep  a  stiff  backbone,  to 
hold  up  her  neck,  give  her  an  effect  of  prettiness 
sometimes  when  she  is,  in  reality,  quite  plain.  This 
is  so  much  the  case  that  a  famous  Parisian  dress- 
maker is  quoted  as  declaring  that  no  woman  was 
ever  ugly  who  knew  how  to  hold  up  her  head  and 
manage  her  elbows.  But  vanity  is  mincing  and 
fidgety.  It  is  always  concerned  with  the  impression 
it  may  be  making,  and  under  the  spell  of  this  futile 
preoccupation  it  does  not  coordinate  bodily  move- 
ments and  pose  with  that  harmony  that  constitutes 
true  beauty.  Pride  and  self-respect,  too,  give  a 
nobler  cast  to  the  expression  of  the  face.  But 
vanity  and  self-consciousness  do  precisely  the  oppo- 
site." 

The  London  Daily  News  recently  asked  its 
readers  "How  can  we  save?"  and  in  reply  "A 
Young  Wife  "  shows  her  personal  system,  and  tells 
of  a  fight  carried  on  with  astounding  pluck  against 
fearful  odds.  It  appears  that  she  and  her  husband 
have  been  striving  with  small  success  to  keep  body 
and  soul  together  on  the  miserable  pittance  of 
$20,000  a  year.  Despite  the  most  heroic  econ- 
omies, this  cheerful  pair  of  lunatics  outran  the 
banker  to  the  tune  of  $3,458.60  during  their  first 
year  of  matrimonial  bliss.  "  A  Young  Wife  "  gives 
figures  to  prove  her  self-denials  are  not  mere  asser- 
tions. Thus  both  she  and  her  husband  contrived 
to  dress  on  the  sum  of  $4,511.50  ;  they  only  spent 
$1,250  on  books,  and  onhy  subscribed  $1,935  to 
charities  ;  $237.50  was  spent  in  dining  at  res- 
taurants, to  save  expense  in  the  kitchen  at  home  ; 
and  during  this  year  of  misery  and  privation  they 
only  allowed  themselves  medical  attendance  to  the 
extent  of  $10.50  !  It  is  the  tale  of  a  noble  strug- 
gle against  remorseless  fate,  and  shows  anew  the 
danger  of  marrying  on  inadequate  means. 
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October  22,  1894. 


PARISIAN    CAFES    CHANTANTS. 


How  Lutetia's  World-Worn  Children  are  Amused. 


The  stranger  in  Paris  visits  the  cafe  concerts  of 
the  Champs-Elysees  because  it  is  just  as  much  an 
obligation  as  the  shudder  at  the  morgue,  the  blush 
at  the  Moulin  Rouge,  and  the  night  at  the  Op6ra. 
It  is  one  of  the  places  to  be  done,  and  the  doing  of 
it  is  pleasant  work.  "  Here,"  said  the  moralist, 
Louis  Veuillot,  "you  breathe  the  odor  of  Paris." 
All  that  is  of  Paris  is  portrayed  on  the  stages  en- 
circled by  the  brilliantly  lamp-freckled  chestnut- 
trees — its  loves,  its  crimes,  its  morbid  spirit,  and  its 
cankered  morality.  And  as  the  singer  represents 
the  habits,  so  the  audience  represent  the  people. 
The  Englishman,,  who  is  to  be  burlesqued  and 
Anglified,  is  in  the  front  discussing  with  the  waiter 
the  proprietary  right  to  a  chair  ;  the  soldier,  whose 
glories  in  drink  and  war  are  to  be  sung,  clanks  his 
sword  and  patronizes  the  audience  ;  the  demi- 
mondaine  smiles  as  though  conscious  of  the  com- 
pliments the  stage  will  pay  her  ;  the  flaneur  looks 
bored  ;  and  the  student  flirts  openly  with  a  nymph 
from  the  Quartier.  All  Paris  is  there— the  bad,  the 
indifferently  bad,  and  possibly  some  good. 

The  change  in  the  character  of  the  entertain- 
ment during  the  last  three  decades  has  been  small. 
It  is  the  repertoire  of  Theresa  over  again,  the 
only  variation  being  an  attempt  to  go  one  better 
than  she  dared.  The  modern  singers  follow  the  ex- 
ample of  the  theatre  and  the  boulevard  journal, 
struggling  to  attain  the  furthest  possible  limits  in 
the  erotic.  But  their  inspiration  never  varies. 
They  have  all  the  old  themes,  which  they  regard  in 
the  light  of  old  acquaintances.  There  is  that  al- 
most classical  subject,  the  mother-in-law  ;  the  sol- 
dier and  his  flame,  who  is  generally  a  cook  ;  the 
song  of  the  "  Rosiere,"  where  a  young  girl's  pecca- 
dillo is  made  food  for  merriment ;  and,  finally,  the 
song  of  the  "Gigolette"  and  the  ""Gigolo."  For 
years  the  programme  has  unwound  itself  to  show 
the  fortunes  of  these  characters,  varied  by  acro- 
batic performances  and  an  occasional  attempt  at 
something  novel  and  daring.  This  year  the  tab- 
leau-vivant  craze  has  given  a  cue  for  the  latter.  It 
is  called  the  "  Coucher  d'Yvette,"  and  a  woman 
shows  herself  in  various  stages  of  diskabilU  going 
to  bed.  By  the  side  of  this  display  the  salacious- 
ness  of  Yvette  Guilbert  sinks  into  insignificance. 

The  conductor  raps  three  times  on  his  desk,  and 
the  orchestra  awakens  from  the  lethargy  of  accom- 
panying the  smaller  artists.  "  It  is  the  star," 
every  one  whispers.  At  the  Alcazar,  the  star  is 
Judic  ;  at  the  Ambassadeurs,  Yvette  Guilbert. 
Judic  is  a  symphony  of  comfortable  curves  ; 
Yvette  the  incarnation  of  angles.  Judic  tenderly 
sighs  delicate  sous-entendus ;  Yvette  jerks  out  in 
hard,  vinegary  tones  her  brutal  couplets.  Judic's 
talent  is  more  classical  than  Yvette's — more  con- 
formed to  the  traditions  of  the  last  century.  Hers 
is  the  art  of  discreet  innuendoes — saying  nothing 
and  leaving  everything  to  the  imagination.  Her 
voice  is  velvety,  her  gestures  voluptuous.  She  is  a 
master  of  insinuation.  One  thing  Yvette  has  don,e 
since  her  return  from  London  is  to  popularize  En- 
glish songs,  and  to  set  Paris  ringing  with  the  story  of 
"  Daisy  Bell,"  Chevalier's  "  Coster's  Serenade," 
and,  strange  to  say,  "  Listen  to  My  Tale  of  Woe." 
"  Ah,  the  audience  is  so  bizarre,"  she  answered  ; 
"  one  night  they  shout  themselves  hoarse  over  my 
songs,  the  next  night  no  one  moves.  One  laughs 
at  a  song,  and  his  neighbor  wonders  what  he  is 
laughing  at.  They  do  not  understand,  and  it  is 
amusing  to  see  their  pursed  lips  and  their  eyes, 
which  seem  to  say,  '  What  is  there  to  laugh  at  ?  '  " 
Then  comes  Paulus — the  great  Paulus  once — 
bowing  and  shrugging  in  impassive  style  as  of  old. 
The  orchestra  gives  place  to  the  pianist  and  violin- 
ist, and  the  great  man  announces  his  song  by 
means  of  a  printed  card.  It  is  either  erotic  or 
patriotic,  but  one  thing  it  always  is,  and  that  is 
melodious.  The  French  have  possibly  forgotten 
the  circumstances  now,  but  Paulus  nearly  turned 
the  history  of  France  with  "  En  Revenant  de  la 
Revue."  Poor  Boulanger  !  It  is  said  he  used  to 
walk  amid  the  trees  surrounding  the  cafe  and  listen 
to  the  song  and  the  applause,  until  it  became  to 
him  the  song  of  the  siren.  But  Paulus  cared  little  ; 
for  as  soon  as  the  Boulangist  cause  tottered,  he  sang 
the  glories  of  the  great  Carnot,  whose  grandson's 
position  he  had  threatened.  Since  then  he  has  de- 
voted some  little  attention  to  the  Britishers,  whose 
foibles  in  the  city  of  light  he  has  hit  off  cruelly. 
To-day  his  power  is  waning,  and,  being  a  bachelor, 
he  falls  back  now  and  again  to  the  advertisement  of 
getting  his  name  coupled  with  that  of  some  lady. 
These  things  are  too  common  in  Paris  theatrical 
circles  to  last,  and  Paulus  will,  one  of  these  days, 
devote  his  energies  to  the  vineyard  he  bought  in 
his  heyday.  Polin  is  greeted  with  ringing  applause. 
He  is  dressed  in  the  uniform  of  the  conscript,  and 
nervously  twitches  his  kepi  in  his  hands. 

"  You  know,"  he  confides  to  you,  "  that  when  it 
rains  you  stop  indoors,  and  you  pass  the  time  by 
asking  conundrums.  I've  written  down  the  least 
ridiculous,  and  I'll  ask  them." 

He  pulls  a  long  strip  of  paper  out  of  his  pocket, 

wip'-s  his  mouth  with  his  cap,  and  begins  a  series 

nf  outrageous  puns,     it  is  gauloiserie  of  the  most 

.1  .-iking  type,  and  the  hearers  shake  their  sides,  ex- 

.  the  parents  from  the  country,  who,  in  the  pres- 

of  iheir  families,  prefer  not  to  understand. 


Wfth  infinite  taste  the  scene  changes  from  grave 
to  gay,  and  Mme.  Arnoldi  appears  in  a  njonologue. 
It  is  a  scene  between  a  lover  and  his  girl.  He 
pleads  and  she  smiles,  and  the  garden  of  roses  is 
covered  with  snow.  Alfred  de  Musset  has  said  it 
all  before,  but  where  loves  are  mad,  and  bad,  and 
sweet,  the  character  of  the  nation  is  eternal,  and 
some  of  the  audiences  carry  their  handkerchiefs  to 
their  eyes.  It  is  the  one  touch  of  human  nature  in 
a  maelstrom  of  skepticism. 

The  evening  goes  on.  There  is  a  rustle  in  the 
trees  and  people  search  for  their  coats.  That  hid- 
eous skeleton,  Brunin,  skips  on,  twists  his  arms  into 
hideous  complications,  and  glories  in  the  costume 
of  the  ballet-girl,  where  his  malformation  is  most 
displayed. 

Duclerc  follows  with  her  bright  songs  and  pret- 
tier dresses,  and  then  comes  the  revue.  The 
Parisian  enjoys  it  immensely,  but  it  is  difficult  to 
understand.  The  allusions  are  too  local,  the  argot 
too  deep  for  the  average  foreigner.  A  few  days 
ago,  when  I  was  sitting  in  the  Champs-Elysees,  I 
witnessed  one  called  the  "Revue  Deshabille."  It 
was  hopelessly  pointless.  The  scene  was  laid  in  a 
bedroom,  and  the  feature  was  the  incident  of  a  girl 
getting  out  of  bed  and  singing  a  song  in  a  decided 
state  of  dishabilli.  Then  a  troupe  of  artists,  rep- 
resenting various  callings  in  life,  came  in  and  sang 
just  what  they  liked.  There  was  no  coherence  ; 
nothing  was  worked  out  with  any  idea  to  effect. 
The  girl  walked  in  and  out  among  them,  interpos- 
ing a  few  remarks  to  keep  up  some  semblance  of  a 
story,  but  the  revue  is  about  the  tamest  form  of 
amusement  that  the  cafi-chantant  supplies.  Sul- 
bac  is  a  pleasant  relief.  He  is  a  Parisian  version  of 
the  end-man  at  a  negro  minstrel-show.  He  sings  a 
good  song,  tells  a  good  story,  and  his  quaint  make-up 
adds  enormously  to  his  remarks.  But  it  is  Valti 
who  fascinates  you.  She  wears  the  biggest  hats 
that  one  has  ever  seen,  her  dress  is  daring  to  the 
last  degree,  and  her  songs  are  witty  and  typically 
fin  de  siech.  She  founded  the  school  to  which 
Vanoni  belongs,  and,  like  all  leaders,  she  is  always 
goaded  forward  by  her  innumerable  pupils.  And 
then  comes  the  usual  string  of  ambitious  and  un- 
known artists. 

As  I  listen  to  it  all — the  cheap  sentiment,  the 
cheaper  cynicism,  and  the  music  of  the  barrel- 
organ,  I  again  recall  those  lines  of  Veuillot's : 
"  The  whole  place  smells  of  the  old  pipe,  the  leak- 
age of  gas,  the  smell  of  fermented  liquor.  On 
every  face  there  is  that  sadness — that  sadness  they 
call  ennui.  The  general  physiognomy  of  the  audi- 
ence is  a  sort  of  troubled  torpor." 

The  cafe  concerts  have  changed  since  then.  You 
do  not  get  the  smell  of  the  gas  nor  the  foul  pipe. 
But  the  public  has  not  changed  since  Veuillot  wrote 
thirty  years  ago.  There  is  still  that  torpor.  But 
the  torpor  is  one  of  pleasure.  The  brain  ceases  to 
worry,  the  nerves  are  at  rest,  and  you  are  pro- 
foundly pleased. 

The  cafe1  concert  is  -the  delight  of  those  who  are 
tired  of  working  and  who  do  not  want  to  think,  and 
most  of  us  are  like  that. — To-Day. 


John  Vance  Cheney,  at  present  librarian  of  the 
Free  Public  Library  of  San  Francisco,  who  seems 
to  be  the  probable  successor  of  the  late  Dr. 
Poole  as  librarian  of  the  great  Newberry  Library 
in  Chicago,  is  one  of  the  best  known  of  American 
magazine  poets.  He  has  already  printed  two  or 
three  books  of  dainty,  polished  verse,  and  scarcely 
a  month  goes  by  that  he  does  not  figure  among  the 
contributors  to  the  leading  magazines.  This  month 
he  has  poems  in  both  the  Atlantic  and  Harper's. 
That  in  the  first-named  we  reprinted  in  a  column  of 
magazine  verse,  a  "fortnight  ago;  his  contribution 
to  the  October  Harper's  "  The  Happiest  Heart,"  is 
as  follows  : 

Who  drives  the  horses  of  the  sun 
Shall  lord  it  hut  a  day  ; 

Better  the  lowly  deed  were  done. 
And  kept  the  humble  way. 

The  rust  will  find  the  sword  of  fame  ; 

The  dust  will  hide  the  crown  ; 
Ay,  none  shall  nail  so  high  his  name 

Time  will  not  tear  it  down. 

The  happiest  heart  that  ever  beat 

Was  in  some  quiet  breast 
That  found  the  common  daylight  sweet 

And  left  to  heaven  the  rest. 


Run  no  risk  I     Be  sure  of  your  remedy  and  take 
Ayer's  Sarsaparilla  only. 


A  Late  Breakfast 
Is  often  caused  by  a  late  milkman.  No  cream  for 
the  coffee  or  oatmeal  has  delayed  many  a  morning 
meal.  Keep  a  supply  of  Borden's  Peerless  Brand 
Evaporated  Cream  in  the  house,  and  avoid  such 
annoyances. 

■     m — • 

—  Cooper's  engravers  have  no  equal. 


—  S.  &  G.  Gump,  113  Geary  Street,  have 
just  received  some  elegant  novelties  in  art  goods, 
bronzes,  and  marble  statuary. 


—  Go    to    Swain's    Dining-room,    Sutter 
Street,  near  Kearny,  for  a  fine  lunch  or  dinner. 


BEFORE    THE    CADI. 


"  Mustapha,"  said  the  cadi,  "what  is  that  din 
without  the  gate?  By  the  nether  garments  of  the 
Prophet  but  the  Kafir  shall  suffer  unless  his  cause 
be  just.  Let  him  be  dragged  before  me." 
,  Mustapha  disappeared,  returning  with  a  prosper- 
ous-looking merchant,  whose  wilted  collar  and  dis- 
arranged four-in-hand  showed  that  he  was  suffering 
from  internal  emotion  or  internal  alcohol. 

"  What  is  it? — thou  son  of  a  slave  !  Why  didst 
thou  afflict  our  ears  with  thy  wretched  wailing  ?  " 

"Mercy,  sublime  highness,"  replied  the  man  ; 
"  but  I  have  a  daughter " 

"  So  have  I,"  interrupted  the  cadi,  "  forty  or  fifty  ; 
but  I  don't  go  about  the  city  wailing  about  it." 

"  Allah  be  praised,  your  highness,  and  may  your 
tribe  increase.  But  my  daughter  was  of  fair  re- 
putation, and  lived  as  prudent  maiden  should. 
Yesterday,  though — and  may  his  grave  be  defiled 
— an  unbeliever,  a  son  of  a  Jew,  did  print  in  what 
he  calleth  a  newspaper  a  tale  which  hath  made  the 
young  men  and  other  maidens  to  avoid  my  daugh- 
ter, and  my  friends  and  neighbors  to  eye  me 
askance.  And  so  will  no  man  take  my  daughter 
to  wife,  and  I  shall  have  no  descendants  to  rise  up 
and  called  me  blessed.  Ashes  be  on  my  head  ! 
Woe  is  me  !     Ya-a-a-a." 

"Shut  up!"  said  the  cadi.  "Was  the  tale 
true  ?  " 

"  In  no  word,  your  highness.  My  daughter  hath 
been  a  good  maid  and  prudent,  but  by  printing 
such  a  story  the  unbeliever  doth  sell  more  of  his 
papers." 

"  Hast  thou  brought  suit  against  the  man  ?" 

"  No,  your  sublimity,  for  the  man  is  powerful 
and  has  a  pull  with  all  the  cadis  of  the  country. 
And  if  I  did,  the  men  wise  in  the  law  whom  I  em- 
ployed would  leave  me  beggared." 

"  Why  hast  thou  not  gone  to  thy  enemy  and 
given  him  a  good  thrashing  ?  " 

"  Because,  your  highness,  he  hath  a  gun  and  is 
surrounded  by  hired  minions,  who  would  quickly 
bounce  me  down  the  elevator-shaft." 

"  Mustapha,"  said  the  cadi,  "go  and  drag  this 
wretch  before  me.  But,  stay.  Tell  me,  slave,  hast 
thou  ever  bought  any  of  the  papers  this  man  hath 
sold  ?  " 

"Yes,  oh,  lord  of  wisdom,"  replied  the  mer- 
chant. 

"  And  hast  thou  read  in  them  tales  of  the  wrong- 
doing of  other  men's  daughters  ?  " 

"  Yes,  your  highness." 

"  And  hast  thou  not  advertised  thy  wares  in  his 
papers  ?  " 

"  I  have,  oh,  fountain  of  justice." 

"  And  for  these  papers,  that  thou  might  read  of 
the  misfortunes  of  others,  thou  hast  paid  him  many 
piastres,  and  for  thy  advertisements  thou  hast  paid 
him  many  shekels?" 

"  It  is  true,  oh,  source  of  all  knowledge." 

"And  thereby  hast  furnished  him  with  the 
wherewithal  to  live  in  luxury  and  to  print  more 
lies.  Mustapha,  take  this  foolish  merchant  without 
the  gate,  and  then  before  the  people  administer 
forty  strokes  of  the  bastinado  upon  the  bare  soles 
of  his  feet,  so  that  the  people  may  learn  wisdom. 
Justice  must  be  done.  Allah,  be  praised,  for  there 
is  but  one  God,  and  Mohammed  is  his  prophet !  " 
-Life. 


What  chimney  to  use  for 
your  burner  or  lamp  ? 

The  "Index  to  Chimneys" 
tells. 

Write  Geo  A  Macbeth  Co, 
Pittsburgh,  Pa,  for  it. 

No  burner  or  lamp  burns 
well  with  wrong-shape  chim- 
neys. 

Pearl  glass,  pearl  top,  tough 
glass. 


Unexcelled  In  Appointments. 
Unsurpassed  in  Cuisine. 

THE    PALACE   HOTEL 


GUESTS  ENTERTAINED  ON  EITHER 

THE  AMERICAN  OR  EUROPEAN 

PLAN. 


THE   GRILL    ROOM 

A  UNIQUE  INNOVATION. 

Is  the  Mont  Elegunt  Dining   Apartment  for 
Men  Id  San  Francisco. 

Rates  Modbkatb. 


—  Cooper's  engravers  have  no  equal. 


-:-    THE    COLONIAL    -:- 

PINE     AND    JONES     STS. 

New,    Elegantly    furnlsbed    Family    Hotel. 

STRICTLY    FIRST-CLASS. 

Central  lo  all  lines  of  cars. 


"Oh,  no,  pardon  me,  but 

I've  learned  that 
skirt  bindings  do 
not  'all  wear 
abo  u  t  alike.' 
Nothing      equals 


Bias 
Velveteen 
Skirt  Binding 
for  wear.     They  last 
as  long  as  the  skirt.  " 

Look  for  "  S.  H.  &*I."  First  ( 
every  bolt  you  buy.    Accept  r 


on  the  label  i 
lute. 


ML  VERNON  COMPANY,  BALTIMORE 

The  undersigned  having  been  appointed  AGENTS 
FOR  THE  PACIFIC  COAST  for  the  sale  of  the  manu- 
factures of  above  company,  have  now  in  store  : 

SAIL  niJCK— ALL  NUMBERS; 
HYDRAULIC— ALL  NUMBERS  ; 
DRAPER  AND  WAGON  DUCK, 

From  30  to  120  inches  wide  ;  and  a  complete  assortment 
of  all  qualities.  aSK-'ncli  Duck,  from  7  Ounces 
to  15  Ounces,  inclusive. 

MURPHY,  GRANT  &  CO. 


Banks. 


THE  BANK  OF  CALIFORNIA, 

SAN    FRANCISCO. 


Capital #3,000,000  00 

Surplusand  Undivided  Profits    3,158,139  70 
October  1,  1894. 


William  Alvord President 

Charles  R.  Bishop Vice-President 

Thomas  Brown Cashier 

S.  Prentiss  Smith Assistant  Cashier 

Irving  F.  Moulton 2d  Assistant  Cashier 

Allen  M.  Clav Secretary 


New  York. 


CORRESPONDENTS  : 

(Messrs.  Laidlaw  &  Co. 

J  The  Bank  of  New  York,  N.  B.  A. 

Boston Tremont  National  Bank 

London Messrs.  N .  M .  Rothschild  &  Sons 

Paris Messrs.  De  Rothschild  Freres 

Virginia  City,  Nev Agency  of  the  Bank  of  California 

Phi/"><rn  ^  Union  National  Bank 

v-mcago \  Illinois  Trust  and  Savings  Bank 

St.  Louis Boatmen's  Bank 

Australia  and  New  Zealand Bank  of  New  Zealand 

China,  Japan,  and  India    Chartered  Bank  of  India, 

Austialia,  and  China 

Letters  of  Credit  issued  available  in  all  parts  of  the  world. 

Draw  direct  on  New  York,  Boston,  Chicago.  St.  Louis, 
Salt  Lake,  Denver,  Kansas  City,  New  Orleans,  Portland, 
Or.,  Los  Angeles,  and  on  London,  Paris,  Berlin,  Ham- 
burg, Bremen,  Frankfort-on-Main,  Copenhagen,  Stock- 
holm, Christiana,  Melbourne,  Sydney,  Auckland,  Hong 
Kong,  Shanghai,  Yokohama.  Genoa,  and  all  cities  in  Italy. 

California  Safe  Deposit  and 
Trust  Co. 

PAID-UP  CAPITAL SI  ,000,000 


Corner  Montgomery  and  California  Sts.,  S.  F. 

J.  D.  Fry,  President.    Henry  Williams,  Vice-President. 
J.  Dalzbll  Brown,  Secretary  and  Treasurer. 


This  Company  is  authorized  bylaw  to  act  as  Executor, 
Administrator,  Assignee,  Receiver,  or  Trustee.  It  is  a 
legal  depositary  for  Court  and  Trust  Funds.  Will  take 
entire  charge  of  Real  and  Personal  Estates,  collecting 
the  income  and  profits,  and  attending  to  all  such  details 
as  an  individual  in  like  capacity  could  do. 

Acts  as  Registrar  and  Transfer  Agent  of  all  Stocks 
and  Bonds. 

Receives  deposits  subject  to  check  and  allows  interest 
at  the  rate  of  two  per  cent,  per  annum  on  daily  balances. 
Issues  certificates  of  deposit  bearing  fixed  rates  of  interest. 

Receives  deposits  in  its  savings  deportment,  and  allows 
the  usual  rates  of  interest  thereon. 

RENTS  SAFES  inside  its  burglar-proof  vaults  at 
prices  from  $5  per  annum  upwards,  according  to  size. 
Valuables  of  all  kinds  may  be  stored  at  low  rates. 

Wills  drawn  and  taken  care  of  without 
charge.     Call  or  write  for  circular. 


WELLS  FARGO  &CO/S  BANK 

N.  E,  Cor.  Sansoiuc  and  Sutter  Sts. 
San  Francisco,  Cal. 

Cash  Capital  and  Surplus 86.250,000 

Jno.  J,  Valentine,  President;  HomerS.  King,  Manager. 
H.  Wadsworth,  Cashier;  V,  L.  Lipmac,  Asst-Cashier. 
Directors — John  J.  Valentine,  Eenj.  P.  Cheney,  Oliver 
Eldridge,  Henry  E.  Huntington,  Homer  S.  King,  Geo.  E. 
Gray,  John  J,  MeCook,  Charles  F.Crocker,  Dudley  Evans, 


BANK  OF  SISSON,   CROCKER  *  CO. 

(Incorporated  April  35,  1893,) 
322  Pine  Street,  San  Francisco. 

Directors : 
Geo.    W.    Scott,    President;    W.    W.    Van    Arsoalk, 
Cashier;  J.   H.  Strobridgc,  D.  W.  Earl,  J.  H.  Sisson,   F. 
H.  Green,  J.  M.  Haven. 

Receives   deposits ;    dealers   in    exchange ;    a    general 
banking  business  transacted, 


MARKET  QUOTATIONS  RECEIVE  DOVEROUR  OWN  WIRE 
EVEftY  FIFTEEN  MINUTES. 

BANKERSandBROKERS. 

private  wirf  fa^t 
Chicaoo 
CHAIN  ANofROVISIONS. 

401-05  CaliporniaSt.  SanFrancisco 


Stocks  amBonm 


October  22,  1894. 


THE 


ARG  ON  AUT. 


13 


STORYETTES, 


Grave  and  Gay,  Epigrammatic  and  Otherwise. 


Not  long  ago,  a  London  preacher  indulged  in  a 
little  bit  of  sarcasm  over  a  small  collection.  He 
did  it  very  neatly  in  a  preface  to  his  sermon  on  the 
following  Sunday.  "Brethren,"  he  said,  "our 
collection  last  Sunday  was  a  very  small  one.  When 
I  look  at  this  congregation,  I  say  to  myself,  '  Where 
are  the  poor  ? '  But  as  I  looked  at  the  collection 
when  we  counted  it,  I  exclaimed,  '  Where  are  the 
rich  ? '  " 

Bishop  Wilmer  of  Louisiana  once  had  a  talk 
with  a  Baptist  minister,  who  insisted  that  there 
were  several  places  in  the  Bible  where  immersion 
was  unquestionably  referred  to.  "Yes,"  replied 
the  bishop  ;  "  I  recall  two  such  instances,  where 
there  can  be  no  doubt  as  to  the  mode  :  one  is 
where  Pharaoh  and  his  host  were  immersed  in  the 
sea  and  the  other  where  the  Gadarene  pigs  were 
drowned  in  the  deep." 

Perhaps  the  best-natured,  and  at  the  same  time 
one  of  the  wittiest,  rejoinders  in  religious  dispute 
was  that  made  by  Father  O'Leary  to  an  Irish 
Protestant.  "I  have  no  objection,"  said  the 
latter,  "  to  have  the  Virgin  Mary  treated  with 
reverence,  but  only  as  a  respectable,  venerable 
woman — just  such  a  one  as  my  own  mother." 
"  Still,"  replied  O'Leary,  "  you  must  allow  there  is 
some  difference  in  the  children." 


A  Georgia  magistrate  was  perplexed  by  the  con- 
flicting claims  of  two  women  for  a  baby,  each  con- 
tending that  she  was  the  mother  of  it.  The  judge 
remembered  Solomon,  and,  drawing  a  bowie-knife 
from  his  boot,  declared  he  would  give  half  to  each. 
The  women  were  shocked,  but  had  no  doubt  of  the 
authority  and  purpose  of  the  judge  to  make  the 
proposed  compromise.  "  Don't  do  that,"  they 
both  screamed  in  unison,  "you  can  keep  it  your- 
self !  " 

The  Duke  of  Northumberland,  in  spite  of  his 
vast  wealth,  is  very  unaffected  and  simple  in  his 
life.  Whenever  he  travels  on  a  railway,  he  usually 
takes  a  third-class  ticket,  to  the  indignation  of  the 
railway  officials.  One  day  they  determined  to 
break  him  of  this  frugal  habit,  and  they  filled  his 
compartment  with  chimney-sweeps  carrying  bags 
of  soot.  When  the  duke  arrived  at  his  destination, 
he  took  the  sweeps  to  the  booking-office  and 
bought  them  each  a  first-class  ticket  back  again, 
and  put  one  in  each  first-class  carriage,  sacks 
and  all. 

The  South  Carolina  Presbytery,  at  a  recent 
meeting,  received  into  its  membership,  after  ex- 
amination, the  Rev.  James  Woodrow,  D.  D.,  who 
has  been  under  a  cloud  for  some  time  on  account 
of  certain  views  about  the  descent  of  man  which 

(he  is  supposed  to  have  entertained.  He  was  asked 
if  he  believed  the  Holy  Scriptures  contained  in  the 
Word  of  God,  and  answered  that  he  did.  Further  : 
"  Do  you  believe  that  Moses  wrote  the  Penta- 
teuch?" "Most  of  it,  sir."  "What  portion  do 
you  think  he  did  not  write?"  "The  account  of 
his  own  death." 

Dr.  Flarasteed,  who  was  Astronomer  Royal  in 
Newton's  time,  was  rather  tickled  by  the  belief  of 
his  neighbors  in  his  powers  of  consulting  the  stars 
about  terrestrial  affairs.  An  old  washerwoman  at 
Greenwich,  who  had  been  robbed  of  her  linen, 
came  to  consult  him  about  its  recovery.  So  he 
set  about  drawing  squares  and  circles,  and  sug- 
gested that  if  she  went  into  a  certain  field  he 
would  not  be  surprised  if  she  found  her  lost  linen 
in  a  ditch  ;  but  when  she  came  back  "with  haste 
and  joy"  and  a  half-crown  in  her  hand  for  his  fee, 
he  was  not  only  very  much  surprised,  but  alarmed. 
"  Good  woman,"  he  said,  "  I  am  heartily  glad  you 
have  found  your  linen,  but  I  assure  you  I  knew 
nothing  of  it,  and  intended  to  read  you  a  lecture 
on  the  folly  of  applying  to  any  person  to  know 
events  not  in  human  power  to  tell ;  but  I  see  Satan 
has  a  mind  I  should  deal  with  him,  and  never  will 
I  attempt  such  an  affair  again  so  long  as  I  live." 


The  late  Senator  Vance,  of  North  Carolina,  was 
elected  to  the  Senate  in  1870,  but  his  "  disabilities  " 
not  having  been  removed — he  had  been  governor 
of  North  Carolina  during  the  war— after  waiting  a 
year  without  admission,  he  had  to  send  in  his 
resignation.  On  his  way  home,  in  a  despondent 
mood,  he  happened  to  sit  behind  two  ministers  who 
learnedly  discussed  the  doctrine  of  "  election." 
Knowing  his  Calvinistic  faith,  they  finally  appealed 
to  him.  "Well,  gentlemen,"  said  he,  "my  ex- 
perience is  that  '  election '  will  not  amount  to  much 
unless  you  first  get  your  'disabilities'  removed." 
On  one  occasion  he  was  being  driven  across  the 
country  by  a  colored  driver,  who  talked  about  the 
doctrine  of  election  and  free  grace.  Finally  the 
senator  ventured  to  ask  what  the  driver  thought  of 
his  chance  of  election  to  salvation.  "  Well,  Mass 
Vance,"  said  the  polite  driver,  "  I  ain't  never  heard 
of  nobody  being  'lected  to  anything  'thout  he  were 
a  candidate." 

A  Napoleon  of  finance  picked  out  a  promising 
town  in  Iowa  and  decided  to  "build  it  up."     He 


moved  to  the  town,  organized  a  number  of  stock 
companies,  started  a  bank,  deposited  all  the  money 
of  the  companies  in  his  own  bank,  and  then  went 
into  bankruptcy.  Some  of  the  principal  sufferers 
went  to  learn  whether  anything  could  be  saved  from 
the  wreck.  They  found  him  in  a  magnificent 
apartment.  "  I  regret  very  much,  gentlemen," 
said  he,  "  but  I  have  practically  nothing  left.  My 
wife  owns  this  house  and  some  business  property, 
but  I  have  nothing.  Believe  me,  if  I  could  do 
such  a  thing,  I  would  give  you  my  body  and  let  it 
be  divided  up  among  you,  for  there  is  nothing  else 
lean  do."  "What's  that  proposition?"  asked  a 
rather  deaf  old  gentleman,  who  was  standing  at  the 
back  of  the  mournful  company.  "  He  says,"  ex- 
plained one  of  the  sufferers,  "  that  we  can  take  his 
body  and  divide  it  up  among  us."  "  Well,  in  that 
case,"  said  the  deaf  old  gentleman,  "  I  speak  for 
his  gall." 

Mrs.  Blank  went  shopping,  and  (says  a  writer  in 
Kate  Field's  Washington }  Mr.  Blank  went  with 
her.  She  wanted  buttons.  Those  at  Jenkins's 
store  were  too  small.  So  she  went  to  Kahn's,  and 
Poznanski's,  and  the  Merchants'  Supply  ;  then  to 
Poznanski's,  and  the  Merchants'  Supply,  and 
Kahn's.  At  Jenkins's  again,  they  showed  her  the 
same  buttons,  and  she  found  them  too  large  !  She 
got  almost  to  another  place — not  quite — for  they 
saw  her  coming  and  locked  up  for  the  night.  So 
she  went  home.  That  night  Blank's  hard  breathe 
ing  woke  his  tired  wife,  so  she  woke  him,  in  turn. 
"  What's  the  matter  ?"  she  demanded.  "  I — I  had 
a  dreadful  dream,"  he  gasped  ;  "  I  thought  we 
were  both  dead,  that  you  had  gone  to  heaven,  and 
that  I — I  hadn't !"  "How  perfectly  awful !"  she 
cried,  grasping  him  convulsively  around  the  neck, 

"to  be   separated,    and "      "We — we   weren't 

separated,"  moaned  Blank,  with  a  shudder  ;  "  I — 
I  could  have  endured  that!  But  no — no!  I 
dreamt  you  were  to  be  allowed  to  go  shopping 
forever,  and  thai  I  was  condemned  to  go  with  you  /" 


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ports,  every  fourth  and  fifth  day  alternately  at  8  a,  m. 
For  San    I  ing    only  at  Port   Harford,   Santa 

Barbara,   Port    Los    Angeles,   Redondo  (Los    Angeles), 
and    Newport  every  fourth  and  fifth  day  alternately,  at 
11  a.  m.      For  Ensenada.  San  Jose-  del  Cabo,  Maiatlan, 
La   Paz.  and  (iuaymas  (Mexico).  Stciju-  r 
of  each  l.ionth.     Ticket-office,  Palace  Hotel,  4 
gomery  Street. 

GOODALL,  PERKINS  &  CO.,  Gener. 
No.  10  Market  Street,  San  Fr;. 


14 


THE 


ARGONAUT. 


October  22,  1894. 


The  Donahue  Dinner-Party. 
Mrs.  Peter  Donahue  gave  a  sumptuous  dinner- 
party last  Thursday  evening,  at  her  residence  on 
Bryant  Street,  in  honor  of  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Hermann 
Oelrichs.  Mrs.  Eleanor  Martin  assisted  her  sister 
in  receiving  the  guests  in  the  parlors,  which  were 
beautifully  decorated  with  La  France  roses  and 
yellow  and  white  chrysanthemums  set  in  elegant 
vases.  The  dining-table  was  covered  with  white 
damask  and  set  with  sparkling  crystal-ware  and 
silver  service,  having  a  tall  silver  lamp  shaded  with 
pink  as  a  centre-piece,  around  which  was  an  im- 
mense bed  of  Papa  Gontier  and  Rainbow  roses. 
Pink  and  white  chrysanthemums  and  cosmea 
formed  the  decoration  of  the  mantels  and  tables  in 
the  billiard-room  and  dining-room.  Huber's  Hun- 
garian Orchestra  played  concert  music  during  the 
service  of  the  elaborate  menu  which  was  served 
under  Ludwig's  direction.  After  dinner  an  hour 
was  pleasantly  passed  in  the  parlors  with  conversa- 
tion.    Those  present  were  : 

Mrs.  Peter  Donahue,  Mrs.  Eleanor  Martin,  Mr.  and 
Mrs.  Hermann  Oelrichs,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Irving  M.  Scott, 
Mr.  and  Mrs.  J.  Downey  Harvey,  Judge  and  Mrs.  W. 
W.  Morrow,  Miss  Emelie  Hager,  Miss  Ella  Goad,  Miss 
Isabel  McKenna,  Mr.  John  Doyle,  Mr.  Edward  M. 
Greenway,  Mr.  James  D.  Phelan,  Mr.  S.  G.  Murphy, 
and  Mr.  Andrew  Martin. 


The  Spreckels  Tug-Boat  Party. 
Mr.  and  Mrs.  John  D.  Spreckels  took  about  a 
hundred  of  their  friends  out  in  the  tug-boat  Fear- 
less last  Wednesday  evening  for  an  excursion 
around  the  bay.  The  vessel  was  illuminated  with 
incandescent  electric  lights  and  Japanese  lanterns, 
and  there  were  canvas  wind  -  breaks  aft  that 
afforded  ample  protection  from  the  wind.  There 
was  but  one  disappointment,  and  that  was  the 
failure  of  the  moon  to  appear.  However,  the 
search-light  of  the  tug  illumined  the  water  and 
shores  for  a  considerable  distance.  Rosner's 
Hungarian  Orchestra  played  during  the  trip,  which 
was  extended  to  Sausalito,  Belvedere,  and  the 
Twin  Brothers  up  near  San  Pablo  Bay.  Delicious 
refreshments  were  served  at  ten  o'clock  under  the 
direction  of  Ludwig.  It  was  about  midnight  when 
the  party  returned,  and  every  one  was  delighted 

with  the  outing. 

* 

A  Country  Hay-Ride. 

The  Misses  Flora  and  Agnes  Hunter  entertained 
a  party  of  their  friends  delightfully  last  Saturday 
evening  at  "  Hunter  Villa,"  the  home  of  their 
father,  Mr.  H.  S.  Hunter,  about  four  miles  from 
Vallejo.  Their  guests  assembled  at  the  villa  early, 
and  then  enjoyed  a  hay-ride  in  a  large  vehicle 
drawn  by  four  horses.  The  night  was  a  perfect 
one,  and  the  drive  around  the  surrounding  country 
proved  highly  enjoyable.  They  returned  about 
eleven  o'clock,  and  passed  an  hour  pleasantly  with 
music  and  the  service  of  a  delicious  supper. 
Among  those  present  were  : 

Commander  and  Mrs.  C  E.  Clarke,  U.  S.  N.,  Chaplain 
and  Mrs.  Frank  Thompson,  U.  S.  N„  Lieutenant  and 
Mrs.  J.  M.  Robinson.  U.  S.  N.,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  J.  R.  En- 
glish, Ensign  and  Mrs.  G.  R.  Slocum,  U.  S.  N.,  Miss 
Flora  Hunter,  Miss  Agnes  Hunter,  Miss  Alena  Hunter, 
Miss  Jennie  McMillan,  Miss  Emma  McMillan,  Miss 
Marie  English,  Miss  Carleton,  Miss  C.  Clarke,  Miss 
Grace  Goodyear,  Miss  Eva  Powell,  Mr.  H.  S.  Hunter, 
Mr.  William  Hunter,  Lieutenant  C.  F.  Hughes,  U.  S.N., 
Lieutenant  O.  M.  Lissak,  U.  S.  A.,  Lieutenant  S.  A. 
Cloman,  U.  S.  A.,  Mr.  Robert  McMillan,  Mr.  Edgar  A. 
Mizner,  and  Mr,  Cornelius  Roman. 


Notes  and  Gossip. 

Announcement  is  made  of  the  engagement  of 
Miss  Hilda  Macdonald,  daughter  of  Colonel  and 
Mrs.  William  Macdonald,  of  this  city,  to  Mr.  Duke 
F.  Baxter,  of  Santa  Barbara,  Cal. 

The  engagement  is  announced  of  Miss  Florence 
Livingston,  niece  of  Mr.  J.  M.  Livingston,  to  Mr. 
Henry  Windsor  Morris. 

The  Friday  Night  Club  will  have  its  meetings  at 
Odd  Fellows'  Hall  on  the  evenings  of  December 
7th  and  21st,  1894,  and  January  4th  and  25th 
and  February  15th,  1885.  There  will  be  two  assem- 
blies and  three  cotillions.  Huber's  Hungarian  Or- 
chestra has  been  engaged  to  play  and  Ludwig  will 
supply  the  supper. 

The  Little  Sisters'  Infant   Shelter  will  receive  a 


Absolutely 
Pure 

A  cream  of  tartar  baking  powder.  High- 
est of  all  in  leavening  strength.  —  Latest 
United  States  Government  Food  Report. 

loyal  Baking  Powder  Co., 
106  Wall  St.,  N..  Y. 


benefit  this  afternoon  and  evening  at  the  residence 
of  Mrs,  W.  E.  Fisher,  1210  Suiter  Street.  Tea 
will  be  served  from  two  until  five  o'clock  in  the 
afternoon,  and  there  will  be  a  musicale  from  eight 
until  eleven  o'clock  in  the  evening.  As  this  chari- 
table institution  is  in  great  need  of  assistance,  it  is 
hoped  the  affair  will  be  liberally  patronized. 

Mrs.  Horace  L.  Hill  gave  a  dinner-party  last 
Tuesday  evening  at  her  residence  in  honor  of  Mr. 
and  Mrs.  Eustace  Barron,  of  London.  The  others 
present  were  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Webster  Jones,  Miss 
Mamie  Burling,  Dr.  R.  Lorini,  and  Count  de 
Bouviere. 

Mr.  Frederick  R.  Webster  gave  an  elaborate 
dinner-party  recently  in  honor  of  Mr.  and  Mrs. 
Hermann  Oelrichs  and  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Eustace 
Barron.  The  others  present  were  :  Mrs.  Samuel 
M.  Blair,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Daniel  T.  Murphy,  Miss 
Mamie  Burling,  Miss  Jennie  Blair,  Miss  Virginia 
Fair,  and  Count  de  Bouviere. 

'  Mrs.  Samuel  M.  Blair  and  Miss  Jennie  Blair 
gave  a  charming  lunch-party  last  Sunday  at  their 
residence  on  Van  Ness  Avenue  in  honor  of  Mr. 
and  Mrs.  Hermann  Oelrichs.  The  others  present 
were  :  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Eustace  Barron,  Mrs.  Clinton 
E.  Worden,  Miss  Virginia  Fair,  Mr.  W.  S.  Mc- 
Murtry,  and  Mr.  Walter  S.  Newhall.  The  table 
decorations  were  very  pretty  and  the  menu  was 
quite  elaborate. 

Mr.  Horace  G.  Piatt  gave  a  delightful  luncheon 
at  the  Bohemian  Club  last  Saturday  as  a  compli- 
ment to  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Eustace  Barron,  of  London. 

Mrs.  E.  Avery  McCarthy  gave  an  enjoyable 
matinee  tea  last  Tuesday  at  her  residence  on  Hyde 
Street,  as  a  farewell  compliment  to  Mrs.  Eustace 
Barron,  who  left  for  Mexico  on  Friday.  The 
parlors  were  handsomely  decorated  with  flowers,  a 
string  orchestra  provided  excellent  music,  and  re- 
freshments were  served  bounteously. 

Mrs.  Evan  J.  Coleman  chaperoned  a  number  of 
young  people  at  the  Scheel  concert  at  the  Audito- 
rium last  Saturday  evening,  and  entertained  them 
at  supper  afterward  at  her  residence,  1450  Sacra- 
mento Street.  Her  guests  were  :  Miss  Mary  Belle 
Gwin,  Miss  Genevieve  Goad,  Miss  Mamie 
Thomas,  Miss  Cora  Smedberg,  Miss  Julia 
Crocker,  Miss  Sophie  Coleman,  Miss  Daisy  Van 
Ness,  Mr.  Frank  Van  Ness,  Lieutenant  W.  R. 
Smedberg,  Jr.,  U.  S.  A.,  Mr.  Winfield  S.  Jones, 
Mr.  Samuel  G.  Buckbee,  and  Mr.  Lawrence  Van 
Winkle. 

Mrs.  J.  C.  Tucker  and  the  Misses  Mae  and 
Claire  Tucker  gave  a  concert-party  at  the  Audi- 
torium last  Monday  evening  on  the  occasion  of  the 
Strauss  concert  by  Sheel's  Orchestra.  Among  their 
guests  were  Mr.  and  Mrs.  G.  W.  McNear,  Miss 
Maude  Younger,  Miss  Bessie  Younger,  Miss  Alice 
Ames,  Miss  Alice  McCutchen,  Miss  Belle  Hutchin- 
son, Miss  Bessie  McNear,  Mr.  E.  M.  Greenway, 
Mr.  Frederick  McNear,  Mr.  George  de  Long,  Mr. 
Chester  Fernald,  and  Mr.  Karl  Howard. 

Mr.  Edward  M.  Greenway  gave  a  box-party  at 
the  Tivoli  last  Tuesday  evening,  which  was  chaper- 
oned by  Mrs.  William  B.  Collier.  The  others  in 
the  party  were  Miss  Emma  Butler,  Miss  Ethel 
Cohen,  Miss  Ida  Gibbons,  Mr.  Allan  St.  John 
Bowie,  Mr.  William  S.  Heath,  and  Mr.  Charles 
Hubbard.    A  delicious  supper  was  served  afterward. 

Miss  Mamie  Burling  and  Miss  May  Hoffman 
both  gave  concert-parties  at  the  Auditorium  last 
Monday  evening. 

Mr.  Frederick  R.  Webster  took  Mr.  and  Mrs. 
Hermann  Oelrichs,  Mrs.  Samuel  M.  Blair,  Miss 
Jennie  Blair,  Miss  Nellie  Jolliffe,  and  Mr.  William 
S.  Kittle  up  to  the  Country  Club  last  Tuesday  and 
entertained  them  until  Thursday.  The  party  en- 
joyed driving,  shooting,  and  fishing,  and  had  a  de- 
lightful time. 

Miss  Behlow  entertained  a  large  number  of  her 
friends  at  a  matinee  tea  last  Saturday  at  her  resi- 
dence, 1807  Octavia  Street.  She  was  assisted  in  re- 
ceiving by  Mrs.  William  Fisher,  Miss  Martin,  Miss 
Anna  Wainwright,  and  Miss  Fraser.  The  parlors 
were  beautifully  decorated,  and  refreshments  were 
served  bounteously. 

Rev.  Robert  Mackenzie  will  deliver  a  lecture  on 
"Scottish  Traits"  next  Thursday  evening  in  the 
Association  Hall  of  the  new  Young  Men's  Chris- 
tian Association  Building  on  Jones  and  Ellis 
Streets,  in  aid  of  the  Doctors'  Daughters. 


The  Women's  Educational  Suffrage  Society  gave 
a  reception  last  Thursday  evening  in  the  parlors  at 
the  California  Hotel  to  the  nominees  for  senate  and 
assembly  who  have  pledged  themselves  in  favor  of 
woman's  suffrage.  A  delicious  supper  was  served, 
and  appropriate  addresses  were  made  by  Mrs. 
Nellie  Holbrook  Blinn,  Mr.  Samuel  M.  Short- 
ridge,  Mr.  George  A,  Knight,  and  others.  About 
two  hundred  ladies  and  gentlemen  were  present. 


General  Lew  Wallace,  the  author  of  "  Ben  Hur," 
will  lecture  at  Shattuck  Hall,  in  Berkeley,  on  Satur- 
day evening,  November  3d.  His  subject  will  be 
"  How  I  came  to  Write  '  Ben  Hur,'  "  and  the  pro- 
ceeds will  go  to  the  Epworth  Christian  Endeavor 
Society  of  Trinity  M.  E.  Church. 


The  inauguration  of  the  Sutro  Baths  at  the  Cliff 
House  to-morrow  (Sunday)  afternoon  will  be  made 
a  benefit  for  Court  Dire-dor  Fritz  Scheel,  whose 
orchestra  of  sixty  musicians  will  give  a  concert  there 
from  two  to  five. 


MUSICAL    NOTES. 


The  Strauss  Jubilee  Concert  at  the  Auditorium 
last  Monday  night  drew  a  tremendous  audience,  a 
very  large  number  of  would-be  auditors  being 
turned  away  at  the  door.  The  programme  was  ad- 
mirably performed,  and  Herr  Scheel  was  prodi- 
gal in  the  matter  of  encores,  giving  among 
the  latter  several  popular  marches  and  "  Rem- 
iniscences of  the  Midwinter  Fair,"  one  of  his 
own  compositions.  Throughout  the  remainder 
of  the  week,  the  attendance  has  been  large,  and 
those  who  went  there  were  amply  repaid  by  the  ex- 
cellent programmes  rendered.  The  fifth  symphony 
concert  was  given  last  night. 


A  musical  and  literary  entertainment  will  be 
given  in  Maple  Hall,  at  the  Palace  Hotel,  next 
Tuesday  evening  for  the  benefit  of  the  San  Fran- 
cisco Nursery  for  Homeless  Children,  at  570 
Howard  Street.  There  are  sixty  children  in  the 
nursery  and  no  funds  in  the  treasury,  so  liberal 
patronage  is  expected.  Among  the  artists  who 
will  appear  in  the  presentation  of  an  excellent  pio- 
gramme  are  Mrs.  Batchelder,  Mrs.  McCormick, 
Mrs.  Louise  Humphreys  Smith,  Miss  Groves, 
Mile.  Touillon,  Miss  Westgate,  Mr.  J.  C.  Hughes, 
Mr.  Desmond,  Mr.  Mollenhauer,  and  the  Man- 
dolinata  Club. 


The  thirty-ninth  Saturday  Popular  Concert  will 
be  held  in  Golden  Gate  Hall  at  three  o'clock  this 
afternoon.  Miss  Regina  Newman  will  be  the 
vocalist.  Schubert's  siring  quartet  in  A  minor,  op. 
29,  and  a  trio  for  strings  and  piano,  op.  50,  by 
Tschaikowsky,  will  be  features  of  the  programme. 

Mr.  H.  J.  Stewart  will  give  his  fourth  organ  re- 
cital next  Wednesday  evening  at  the  First  Unitarian 
Church.  He  will  be  assisted  by  Mrs.  Charles  J. 
Dickman,  contralto. 


The  members  of  George  H.  Thomas  Post,  No.  2, 
Grand  Army  of  the  Republic,  gave  a  banquet  on 
Friday  evening  at  the  California  Hotel,  Covers 
were  laid  for  eighty,  and  an  elaborate  menu  was 

served. 


The  Keramic  Club  will  give  an  exhibition  on 
December  5th  and  6th  in  the  Maple  Room  at  the 
Palace  Hotel. 


A  Million  Dozen  of  Champagne. 
Of  the  great  champagne  establishments  of 
Reims,  the  Illustrated  London  News  says  that  the 
most  striking  is  that  of  Messrs.  Pommery  &  Greno 
(now  Veuve  Pommery  Fils  &  Cie.),  situated  in  the 
outskirts  of  the  city.  Its  lofty  castellated  tower  is 
visible  from  afar.  Since  Pommery  received  such 
cordial  recognition  on  the  part  of  the  British  con- 
noisseur several  years  ago,  the  demand  increased  im- 
mensely, and  the  buildings  in  consequence  required 
to  be  extended  almost  yearly.  The  cellars  are  formed 
by  one  hundred  and  thirty  large  shafts,  which  are 
ninety  feet  deep  and  sixty  feet  square  at  the  bottom, 
connected  by  passages  for  seven  miles  without  going 
twice  over  any  part.  They  contain  at  present  a  mill- 
ion dozen — twelve  million  bottles — of  whie,  a  stock 
being  always  kept  equal  to  five  years  average  sup- 
ply. These  cellars  are  visited  by  about  three  thou- 
sand people  in  the  course  of  the  year,  two  men 
being  regularly  employed  in  showing  them.  The 
firm  is  now  composed  of  the  son  and  daughter  of 
the  deceased  Mme.  Pommery  :  Mr.  Louis  Pom- 
mery, and  Mme.  Countess  de  Polignac,  and  Mr. 
Henry  Vasnier,  the  intellectual  directeur,  who  are 
also,  individually,  large  proprietors  of  vineyards, 
principally  at  Verzenay,  Ay,  and  Bouzy,  the  finest 
wine-growing  districts.  Mr.  Victor  Lambert,  the 
renowned  wine  expert,  is  cellar-master  of  this  vast 
establishment. 


"Our  Society"  Blue  Book. 

The  fashionable  private  address  directory,  con- 
taining the  lists  of  names,  addresses,  and  reception 
days  of  the  leading  society  people,  is  now  in  press 
at  the  H.  S.  Crocker  Company.  Address  all  com- 
munications and  changes  to  Charles  C.  Hoag,  pub- 
lisher, 179  Crocker  Building,  San  Francisco. 


—  Owing  to  change  in  tariff,  we  have 
reduced  the  prices  of  all  Mousquetaire  Gloves,  the 
quality  remaining  the  same.  All  our  gloves  are 
branded  with  trade-mark.  They  are  sold  in  S.  F. 
only  at  7  Kearny  Street.      P.  Centemeri  &  Co. 


—Huber's  Orchestra  furnishes  excellent 
music  for  weddings,  receptions,  etc.  It  plays  at 
the  cotillions  of  the  Friday  Night  Club,  and  at  the 
Hotel  Del  Monte.    420  Eddy  Street.    Tel.,  East  681. 


— Opera  glasses — latest  Parisian  styles  in 
aluminum,  with  or  without  handles,  at  very  moder- 
ate prices.  Henry  Kahn  &  Co.,  Opticians,  642 
Market  Street,  Chronicle  Building. 


-  Cooper's  engravers  have  no  equal. 


—  For  elegant  wedding  and  Christmas 
presents,  call  at  S.  &  G.  Gump's  Art  Store,  113 
Geary  Street. 

—  Spectacles  and  eye-glasses  accurately 
fitted  at  reasonable  prices.  Henry  Kahn  &  Co., 
opticians,  642  Market  Street,  Chronicle  Building. 


—  Ladies  outing  shirts  and  waists  made 
to  order  at  Carmany's,  25  Kearny  Street. 


—Moore's  Poison-Oak  Remedy.    Cures  poi- 
son-oak  and  all  skin  diseases. 


FOR  THE  BAPT. 

THE  PROCTER   &  GAMBLE  CO..  CIN'TI. 


A  DIP 

IN  THE  MUD 

'I' 

Of  the  Sulphurous  Hot  Mud  Spring  at  Byron  will  make 
you  believe  in  its  remarkable  power  against  RHEU- 
MATISM. Varied  with  the  HOT  SALT  BATHS 
this  treatment  eradicates  the  most  violent  form  of  this 
disease. 

Thereare  seven  distinct  springs  at  the  "Carlsbad  of 
California,"  and  no  health  resort  in  the  world  affords  re- 
lief from  such  a  wide  range  of  human  ills.  Perfect 
climate  all  year.  Modern  comforts— and  a  physician's 
advice  free.     Address  for  descriptive  booklet, 


BYRON  HOT  SPRINGS 

Contra   Costa    Co.,  Cal. 

C.  K.  MASON, MANAIiER 


We're  a  little  tired  of  talking  about  furni- 
ture. But  the  inglenooks,  the  cozy  corners, 
the  draperies,  and  the  general  beautifying  of 
the  home  are  subjects  that  interest  us  deeply. 
Do  they  interest  you?  If  so,  we've  some- 
thing in  common,  something  we'd  like  to  dis- 
cuss with  you.  Did  you  know  we  kept  car- 
pets, too  ?  California  Kumiture  Company, 
1 17  Geary  Street. 


SECRETS 


About  well-fitting  shirts 
— they  are  made  to  fit  you. 

My   shirts   to   order  are  the  same  price  as  the 
ready-made  kind. 


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2.13  Kearny  Street. 


Try  It.     Buy  It.     No 
CMOPHONK  :*S3,      - 


—  Cooper's  engravers  have  no  equal. 


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October  22,  1894. 


THE        ARGONAUT. 


16 


Movements  and  Whereabouts. 
Annexed  will  be  found  a  resume1  of  movements  to 
and  from  this  city  and  coast,  and  of  the  whereabouts 
of  absent  Californians  : 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Richard  McCreery,  uSe  Kip,  were  in 
Paris  when  last  heard  from. 

Princess  Galatro  de  Colonna  is  at  the  Hotel  Brighton 
in  Paris. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Daniells  (who  was  Mamie  Coghill  Hast- 
ings) gave  a  dinner  in  London  recently  to  Mr.  and  Mrs. 
Harry  M.  Gillig,  Mr.  Donald  de  V.  Graham,  and  Mr. 
Frank  L.  Unger.  They  were  also  entertained  in  London, 
where  they  remained  only  a  few  days,  by  Mrs.  Rey,  Mr. 
Graham's  sister.  They  sail  from  Marseilles  for  Egypt  on 
October  2Sth. 

Mrs.  A.  A.  Cohen  and  Miss  Ethel  Cohen  are  now  re- 
siding with  Mr.  and  Mrs.  G.  L.  Lansing,  at  1935  Pacific 
Avenue.  They  will  receive  on  the  first  and  second  Fri- 
days of  each  month. 

Mrs.  Charles  Page  is  expected  to  return  from  Europe  in 
a  few  days. 

Miss  Louise  Moulder  is  slowly  convalescing  from  a 
serious  attack  of  typhoid  fever. 

Mrs.  Hall  McAllister,  Sr.,  has  leased  the  residence  at 
2609  California  Street,  and  will  occupy  it  during  the  win- 
ter. Dr.  and  Mrs.  Henry  L.  Wagner  will  reside  with  her 
when  they  return  from  Europe. 

Judge  and  Mrs.  T.  E.  McFarland  and  Miss  McFarland 
have  removed  to  2241  Jackson  Street,  and  will  receive  on 
the  first  and  third  Fridays  of  each  month. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Edgar  A.  Cohen  will  pass  the  winter  at 
their  residence,  1605  Versailles  Avenue,  Alameda. 

Mr.  J.  E.  Haggin,  Mrs.  Richard  Lounsberry,  and  Miss 
Pearl  Voorhies  returned  to  New  York  last  Wednesday. 

Captain  and  Mrs.  William  E.  Collier  will  pass  the  win- 
ter in  this  city. 

Mr.  Allan  St.  John  Bowie  left  last  Wednesday  on  a 
hunting-trip  in  Lake  County. 

Miss  Bee  Hooper  has  returned  to  St.  Helena,  after  a 
brief  visit  to  Mrs.  Richard  Lounsberry. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Homer  S.  King  are  en  route  home  from 
Europe. 

Mrs.  George  J.  Eucknall  will  return  to  the  city  on  Mon- 
day, after  visiting  Mrs.  John  P.  Jones  at  Santa  Monica 
for  a  couple  of  weeks. 

Mr.  Daniel  Murphy,  of  San  Jose,  left  last  Friday  to 
visit  Durango. 

Mr.  Morgan  Hill  has  arrived  here  from  Paris,  and  is 
at  the  California  Hotel. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Eustace  Barron  left  for  Mexico  on 
Friday,  after  a  month's  sojourn  here  at  the  California 
Hotel.  During  their  visit  they  have  been  entertained 
extensively,  and  have  also  given  many  dinners  and 
luncheons  to  their  friends  here. 

Mr.  John  Taylor  is  the  guest  of  his  son-in-law,  Mr.  L. 
ACurran  Clark,   at  his  villa  near  Redwood   City,   and  is 
\convalescing  slowly  after  his  severe  attack  of  inflamma- 
tory rheumatism.     His  daughter,  Miss  Augusta  Taylor, 
Wis  with  him. 

The  home  of  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Frederick  H.  Hood,  nfe 
Mau,  was  brightened  on  October  6th  by  the  advent* of  a 
son. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Henry  Sonntag  will  soon  close  their 
cottage  in  San  Rafael,  and  will  pass  the  winter  at  the 
Hotel  Richelieu. 

Miss  Hatlie  Belle  Goad,  of  Colusa,  has  been  here  dur- 
ing the  past  week  visiting  her  cousin,  Miss  Ella  Goad. 

Mr.  William  L.  Gerstle  is  expected  to  return  from 
Unalaska  during  the  coming  week. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  John  P.  Jackson,  Jr.,  are  passing  a 
couple  of  months  at  Sunol. 

Mr.  Bert  Hecht  will  return  from  Portland,  Or.,  in 
about  a  month. 

Mr.  Henry  R.  Cooper  left  for  New  York  city  last 
Sunday,  and  will  be  away  about  six  months. 

Miss  Amie  Irwin  has  returned  to  Chicago  after  a  visit 
here  to  the  family  of  General  W.  H.  Dimond. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  J.  Philip  Smith  arrived  in  New  York, 
from  Europe,  last  Friday  after  an  extended  visit  abroad. 
They  will  remain  East  a  couple  of  weeks  and  then  come 
out  to  occupy  their  home,  "  Sunshine  Villa,"  at  Santa 
Cruz,  which  has  been  entirely  renovated. 

Mrs.  S.  G.  Murphy  and  Miss  Murphy  are  in  New  York 
city. 

Mr.  Peter  J.  Donahue  has  been  fishing  at  Lake  Tahoe 
for  a  couple  of  weeks. 

Judge  and  Mrs.  M.  H.  Myrick  have  secured  the  resi- 
dence, 2345  Broadway,  for  the  winter.  They  will  receive 
on  Fridays, 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  William  A.  Magee  will  pass  the  winter 
at  their  new  residence  in  Fruitvale. 

Mr.  H.  E.  Huntington  and  Mr.  William  H.  Mills  re- 
turned from  Los  Angeles  last  Wednesday. 

Mr.  Edward  H.  Sheldon  has  been  confined  to  his  resi- 
dence during  the  week  with  an  attack  of  bronchitis. 

Dr.  A.  H.  Wallace  is  visiting  at  Byron  Springs  for  the 
benefit  of  his  health. 

Mrs.  Allison  C.  Bonneil,  who  has  been  seriously  ill  with 
bronchitis  for  several  weeks,  will  leave  to-day  to  pass  a 
couple  of  months  with  her  mother  in  San  Jose. 

Among  the  recent  arrivals  at  Byron  Springs  were  Mr. 
Colin  M.  Boyd.  Mr.  Charles  D.  Haven,  Mr.  John  S. 
Capron,  and  Miss  Margaret  Foulkes,  of  this  city,  and 
Mr.  G.  W.  Fisher,  of  Oakland. 


Army  and  Navy  News, 

The  latest  personal  notes  relative  to  army  and 
navy  people  at  the  various  posts  around  San  Fran- 
cisco are  appended  : 

The  following  board  of  officers  has  been  appointed  to 
meet  at  the  Presidio  to  determine  the  fitness  for  promo- 
tion of  various  officers :  Lieutenant  Samuel  B.  M. 
Young,  Fourth  Cavalry.  U.  S.  A.,  Lieutenant-Colonel 
J.  V.  D.  Middleton,  Deputy  Surgeon-General,  U.  S.  A., 
Captain  Charles  Morris,  Fifth  Artillery.  U.  S.  A., 
Captain  Walter  D.  McCaw,  Assistant  Surgeon,  U.  S.  A,, 
Lieutenant  W.  H.  Coffin,  Fifth  Artillery.  U.  S.  A.,  and 
Lieutenant  Harry  C.  Benson,   Fourth  Cavalry,  U.  S.  A. 

By  direction  of  the  Acting  Secretary  of  War,  the  fol- 
lowing assignments  to  regiments  of  officers  recently  pro- 
moted are  ordered:  Lieutenant-Colonel  Marcus  P.Mil- 
ler, promoted  from  major.  Fifth  Artillery,  to  First  Artil- 
lery, to  date  from  October  10th,  vice  Wildrick,  retired  ; 
Major  John  G.  Turnbull,  promoted  from  captain.  Third 
Artillery,  to  Fifth  Artillery,  to  date  from  October  iotb, 
vice  Miller,  promoted.  He  will  report  by  telegraph  to  the 
commanding  general  of  the  Department  of  California  for 
assignment  to  a  station,  and  at  the  expiration  of  the  leave 
of  absence  which  has  been  granted  him  will  proceed  to 
join  the  station  to  which  he  may  be  assigned.  Captain 
Sedgwick  P-att,  promoted  from  first  lieutenant,  Third 
"  Artillery,  to  Third  Artillery,  Battery  E,  to  date  from 
j  October  10th,  vice  Turnbull,  promoted.  First  Lieutenant 
Charles  D.  Palmer,  promoted  from  second  lieutenant, 
Fourth  Artillery,  to  Third  Artillery,  Eattery  E,  to  date 
October  10th,  vice  Pratt,  promoted.  Major  Thomas  M. 
K.  Smith,  promoted  from  captain  of  the  Twenty-Third 
Infantry  to  First  Infantry,  to  date  from  October  nth, 
vice  Bentzoni,  retired.     He  will    report  by  telegraph  to 


the  commanding  general  of  the  Department  of  California 
for  assignment  to  a  station,  and  on  the  expiration  of  his 
present  leave  of  absence  will  proceed  to  join  the  station 
to  which  he  may  be  assigned.  Captain  Lea  Febiger,  pro- 
moted from  first  lieutenant,  Twenty-Third  Infantry,  to 
Twenty-Third  Infantry,  Company  D,  to  date  from  Octo- 
ber nth,  vice  Smith,  promoted.  First  Lieutenant  Edson 
A.  Lewis,  promoted  from  Second  Infantry,  Company  F, 
to  date  from  October  nth,  vice  Febiger,  nromoted. 

Lieutenant-Commander  R.  G.  Ingersoll,  U.  S.  N..  has 
been  ordered  to  act  as  executive  officerof  the  Philadelphia 
on  November  1st. 

Lieutenant-Commander  L.  C.  Logan.  U.  S.  N.,  lias 
been  detached  from  the  Philadelphia  and  granted  two 
months'  leave  of  absence. 

Colonel  L.  L.  Langdon.  First  Artillery.  U.  S.  A.,  will 
be  retired  from  active  service  next  Thursday. 

Captain  William  Stephenson,  Assistant  Surgeon,  U.  S. 
A.,  has  been  ordered  to  duty  at  Vancouver  Barracks, 
Wash. 

Lieutenant  A.  F.  Fechteler.  U.  S.  N.,  has  returned 
from  Bering  Sea,  where  be  acted  as  executive  officer  of 
the  Albatross.  He  has  completed  three  years  of  sea 
sen-ice,  and  has  been  placed  in  charge  of  the  Hydro- 
graphic  Department  here. 

Lieutenant  R.  McA.  Schofield,  Fourth  Cavalry,  U.  S. 
A.,  has  been  relieved  from  duty  as  aide-de-camp  on  the 
staff  of  the  Major  General  commanding  the  army,  to 
take  effect  on  November  1st,  and  will  then  join  his  troop 
at  Boise  Earracks,  Idaho. 

Lieutenant  J.  C.  Drake,  U.  S.  N.,  has  been  ordered  to 
the  Mare  Island  Navy  Yard  as  assistant  to  the  ordnance 
inspector. 

Colonel  Gaines  Lawson,  U.  S.  A.  (retired),  has  removed 
from  Los  Angeles  to  Pasadena.. 

Lieutenant-Colonel  Abram  C.  Wildrick,  First  Artillery, 
U.  S.  A.,  has  been  retired  from  active  service,  at  his  own 
request,  after  forty  years  of  service. 

Naval  Constructor  A.  W.  Stahl,  U.  S.  N..  will  be  de- 
tached from  duty  at  the  Union  Iron  Works  on  November 
5th,  and  ordered  to  the  Bureau  of  Construction  and  Re- 
pair. 

Chief  Engineer  Harrie  Webster,  U.  S.  N.,  has  been  de- 
tached from  the  Bennington  and  ordered  to  the  Yorktown. 
changing  positions  with  Chief  Engineer  A.  B.  Bates, 
U.  S.  N. 

Assistant  Surgeon  J.  John  Page,  U.  S.  N.,  is  visiting 
friends  in  San  Jose\ 

Lieutenant  S.  G.  Dewey,  U.  S.  N.,  has  been  detached 
from  the  Bennington  and  ordered  home. 

Lieutenant  J.  E.  Craven,  U.  S.  N.,  has  been  detached 
from  the  Pinta  and  ordered  to  the  Bennington. 

Lieutenant  J.  H.  Hetherington,  U.  S.  N..  has  been  de- 
tached from  the  Mohican  and  ordered  to  the  Pinta. 

Lieutenant  W.  D.  Cutter,  U.  S.  N.,  has  been  detached 
from  the  Yorktown  and  ordered  to  the  Mopican. 

Lieutenant  W.  P.  Hannan.  U.  S.  N.,  has  been  de- 
tached from  the  Adams  and  ordered  to  the  Yorktown. 

Lieutenant  C.  J.  Eaush,  U.  S.  N„  has  been  detached 
from  the  Yorktown  and  ordered  to  the  Adams. 

Lieutenant  C.  N.  Knepper,  U.  S.  N.,  has  been  detached 
from  the  Philadelphia  and  ordered  to  the  Yorktown. 

Lieutenant  D.  P.  Menefee,  U.  S.  N.,  has  been  de- 
tached from  the  Monterey  and  ordered  to  the  Yorktown. 

Lieutenant  E.  F.  Leeper,  U.  S.  N.,  has  been  detached 
from  the  Yorktown  and  ordered  to  the  Monterey. 

Lieutenant  Everett  E.  Benjamin,  First  Infantry,  U.  S. 
A.,  has  been  granted  two  months*  leave  of  absence. 

Lieutenant  William  G.  Haan,  Fifth  Artillery,  U.  S.  A., 
is  away  on  a  two  months'  leave  of  absence. 

Lieutenant  Oscar  I.  Straub,  Fifth  Artillery,  U.  S.  A., 
was  in  Washington,  D.  C,  a  week  ago. 

Lieutenant  J,  Curtis  Gilmore,  Jr.,  Fourth  Cavalry.  U. 
S.  A.,  is  visiting  his  parents.  Colonel  and  Mrs.  Gilmore, 
U.  S.  A.,  in  Washington,  D.  C. 

Second  Lieutenant  John  L.  Hayden.  First  Artillery, 
U.  S.  A.,  has  been  promoted  to  be  first  lieutenant. 

Ensign  H.  A.  Field,  U.  S.  N.,  has  been  detached  from 
the  Yorktown  and  ordered  to  the  Philadelphia. 

Ensign  R.  H.  Jackson,  U.  S.  N.,  has  been  detached 
from  the  Yorktown  and  ordered  home. 


By  the  will  of  the  late  Charles  H.  T.  Meyer,  of 
Oakland,  the  following  testamentary  provisions  were 
made  : 

The  deceased  left  an  estate  valued  at  $500,000.  The 
will  was  executed  in  1892.  His  two  sons,  John  Henrv 
Meyer  and  Charles  Alfred  Meyer,  are  named  as  executors 
to  act  without  bonds.  The  testator  bequeaths  to  each  of 
his  brothers  in  Germany  the  sum  of  $3,000,  and  to  the 
mayor  of  Eorgholzhausen,  Germany,  $500,  to  be  dis- 
tributed among  the  poor  in  that  town.  Each  of  the  sons 
is  given  one-third  of  the  estate.  The  other  one-third  is 
left  in  trust  for  a  daughter,  Mrs.  E.  H.  Benjamin.  She 
will  receive  the  income  on  her  share  during  her  life.  At 
her  death  the  property  is  to  go  to  her  children.  Incase 
she  should  die  without  issue,  then  her  share  shall  go  to 
her  brothers  absolutely. 


The  quarterly  meeting  of  the  Mercantile  Library 
Association  will  be  held  at  the  library,  corner  of 
Van  Ness  and  Golden  Gate  Avenues,  on  Thursday 
evening,  October  25th,  at  eight  o'clock.  All  mem- 
bers of  the  library  are  earnestly  requested  to  be 
present,  as  business  important  to  the  welfare  of  the 
library  is  to  be  transacted.  General  W.  H.  L. 
Barnes  and  others  connected  with  the  early  history 
of  the  library  will  address  the  meeting. 


DCCLXXVIII.— Bill  of  Fare  for  Six  Persons,  Sun- 
day, October  21,  1894. 
Cream  of  Cauliflower  Soup. 
Smelts  a  l'Espagnole.     Mashed  Potatoes. 
Broiled  Lamb  Chops,  Green  Peas. 
Summer  Squash. 
Baked  Quail. 
Carrot  Salad. 
Indian  Trifle. 
CofTee, 
Indian  Trifle, — Boil  one  quart  of  milk  with  the  rind 
of  half  a  lemon  until  flavored  ;  take  out  the  rind  and  stir 
in    five    tablespoon fuls     of    rice-flour    which    has    been 
moistened  with  cold  milk  ;  sweeten  to  taste;  boil  gently 
about   five  minutes,   stirring  all  the  time;    take   otT  the 
fire,  let  it  cool  a  little,  and   pour  into  a  glass  dish.  When 
cold,  cut  the  rice  out  in  the  form  of  a  star,  or  any  other 
shape  preferred,  take  out  the  spare  rice,  and  fill  the  space 
with  half  a  pint  of  boiled  custard.     Blanch   and  cut  into 
strips  one  ounce  of  sweet  almonds,  stick  them  over  the 
trifle,  and  garnish  with  pieces  of  bright-colored  jelly  or 
candied  fruits. 

—  Knox's  Sparkling  Gelatine  received 
the  only  medal  at  World's  Fair.  The  new  granu- 
lated package  dissolves  in  two  minutes.  Makes  one 
pint  more  jelly  than  shred.     Ask  your  grocer  for  it. 


-Cooper's  engravers  have  no  equal. 


COMMUNICATIONS. 


Drinkine;  and  Longevity. 
Port  Townsend,  Wash.,  September  28,  1804. 
Editors  Argonaut:   In   a  recent  issue  of  the  Argo- 
naut is  an  article  stalinc   that  the  British  Medical  Asso- 
ciation.^ through  a  commission   appointed   by  them,  have 
ascertained  the  following  rates  of  longevity: 

Abstainers,  51  years  and  one  month  ; 

Moderate  drinkers,  63  years  and  one-half  month  ; 

Occasional  drinkers,  59  years  and  two  months  ; 

Habitual  drinkers,  57  years  and  two  months ; 

Drunkards,  53  years  and  one-half  month  ; 
Showing  the  longevity  of  abstainers  to  be  less  than  that 
of  any  other  class. 

What  I  desire  to  call  your  attention  to  is  the  fact  that 
one-third  of  the  human  race  die  before  reaching  the  age 
ol  five  years,  and  as  it  is  safe  to  presume  that  these  can 
all  be  classed  as  total  abstainers,  and,  further,  as  very 
few  contract  the  liquor  habit  in  any  form  before  reaching 
the  age  of  fifteen,  such  a  conclusion  can  not  but  be  mani- 
festly unfair. 

I  do  not  ask  you  to  contradict  the  article  in  question  ; 
but  in  the  interest  of  many  of  our  best  young  men.  who 
are  slowly,  but  surely,  sacrificing  their  manhood  at  the 
altar  of  Bacchus,  I  ask  you  to  print  this  statement  for 
comparison  with  the  other,  and  I  do  not  believe  that  a 
paper  as  fair  and  impartial  as  the  Argonaut  will  refuse  to 
do  so.  Truly  yours,  Frank  P.  Zent. 

[The  unfairness  of  which  our  correspondent  com- 
plains is  not  manifest  ;  on  the  contrary.  The 
table,  he  will  observe  if  he  re-reads  the  paragraph 
quoted,  was  taken  from  more  than  four  thousand 
observed  cases.  It  is  fair  to  presume  that  a  scien- 
tific commission  inquiring  into  the  comparative 
longevity  of  drinkers  and  non-drinkers  would  not 
count  the  notoriously  heavy  infant  mortality  against 
the  abstainers  ;  and  the  fact  that  the  average  ages 
recorded  exceed  by  at  least  eleven  years  the  aver- 
age duration  of  human  life  sustains  this  presump- 
tion. The  average  expectation  of  life  at  birth  is, 
for  a  male  infant,  39.91  years,  and  for  a  female, 
41.85 — say  forty-one  years.  But,  in  any  event,  the 
facts  may  be  stated  in  another  way  :  that,  in  more 
than  four  thousand  observed  cases,  the  moderate 
drinkers  surpassed  the  average  age  of  mankmd  by 
the  greatest  number  of  years,  while  the  abstainers 
surpassed  it  by  the  least.  We  do  not  wish  to  be 
understood  as  encouraging  those  young  men  who 
are  "sacrificing  their  manhood  on  the  altar  of 
Bacchus,"  but  we  make  this  reply  in  the  interests 
of  that  fairness  which  our  correspondent  so  com- 
mended in  us. — Eds.] 


A  Pleased  Reader. 
Brighton,  England,  September  13,  1894. 

Editors  Argonaut  :  The  re-perusal  of  the  last  copy 
of  the  Argonaut  so  delights  me  that  I  am  going  to  spend 
a  penny  for  postage  just  to  tell  you  how  I  feel  about  it. 
The  paper  seems  to  have  become  a  necessity  for  me. 

Two  features  of  the  paper  strike  me  forcibly  :  its  high 
literary  tone  and  its  independence.  The  two  articles  in 
that  number— "The  Liquor  Traffic"  and  "Newspaper 
Reporting" — are  most  admirable  cases  in  point.  The 
latter,  especially,  is  worth  cutting  out  and  framing 
for  its  manly,  outspoken  criticism  on  the  San  Fran- 
cisco press,  and  its  disgraceful  action  during  the  late 
trade  riots.  I  find  it  hard  to  believe  that  such  a  high- 
class  print  can  come  from  the  Pacific  Coast  and  find  sup- 
port there,  too.  The  Argonaut,  I  am  quite  sure,  has  not 
its  equal  on  the  American  continent,  if  it  has  in  these 
islands.  I  circulate  it  freely  among  my  Roman  Cath- 
olic priest  friends  hereabouts. 

Yours  truly,  J.  H.  C. 


From  Our  Readers. 

New  York,  Octobers,  1894. 
Editors  Argonaut:   1  send  check  in  renewal  of  my 
subscription  to  your  paper. 

It  is  the  brightest  paper  I  know,  and  I  read  it  with 
great  pleasure  every  week,  although  on  the  great  national 
questions  which  divide  us.it  is  generally  as  wrong  as  it 
can  be.  If  you  would  send  your  paper  to  every  club  in 
the  United  States  for  a  month  free,  you  would  double 
your  subscription  list.  Very  truly, 

Herbert  B.  Turner. 


Boston.  October  8,  1804. 
Editors  Argonaut:    Inclosed  please  find  post-office 
order  for  renewal  of  my  subscription  for  your  paper. 

I  have  had  the  Argonaut  for  many  years,  and  consider 
it  and  the  American  Citizen  of  our  city  the  two  best 
truly  American  papers  I  have  ever  seen. 

Yours  very  truly,         W.  H.  Storev. 


Litchfield,  Conn.,  October  1,  1894. 
Editors  Argonaut:  I  inclose  my  check  in  payment  of 
subscription  to  your  paper. 

Permit  me  to  congratulate  you  on  the  general  excel- 
lence of  the  Argonaut,  and  more  particularly  on  your 
attitude  during  the  recent  strike.     Yours  very  truly, 

Seymour  Cunningham. 


Los  Gatos,  Cal.,  October  2,  1S94. 
Editors    Argonaut  :     Inclosed    you     have    draft   on 
your  city  to  pay  my  subscription. 

I  remail  (after  reading  carefully)  to  a  Democrat  in 
Missouri,  and  he  appreciates  the  truth  as  weli,  ap- 
parently, as  does  Your  obedient  servant, 

Henry  Hatch. 


At  church  the  deacon  raised  the  tone 
With  nasal  twang  first  low,  then  louder; 

At  home  his  good  wife  raised  the  cake 
With  some  of  Cleveland's  Baking  Powder:— 

'Twas  vainly  hoped  his  tunes  he'd  make 
One  half  as  good  as  her  fine  cake. 


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Warfield, 
Proprietor. 


THE  HOTEL  RICHELIEU 

N.  E.  Cor.  Van  Ness  and  Myrtle  Avenues. 


The    Principal    and    Finest 

Family    Hotel  of  San  Francisco. 
Special    Pride    Taken    in    the 

Excellence    of   tlie    Cuisine. 
Elegantly    Furnished    Rooms 

Single    and    En    Suite. 
Permanent   Guests    "Will    be 

Given   Special    Rates. 
Elevator  Runs  Day  and  Xight. 

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YOUNG    LADIES 

Desiring  to  pursue  special  studies  in  New  York  can  find 
a  comfortable  home  under  the  care  of  a  lady  of  social 
position.  References  required.  Address  Sirs.  Macdaniel, 
241  East  18th  St.,  who  refers  to  Chas.  A.  Dana,  Esq.,  of 
the  New  York  Sun. 

San  Leandro  Home  Boarding  School. 

Tuition  in  English  branches.  French  and  Latin,  by 
College  Teacher.  Terms  $25  a  month.  References  re- 
quired. Address  "Principal,"  Mrs.  D.  Yan  Harlingen, 
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Attention,  Connoisseurs ! 

i  QQ\  Exported    to    Bermuda,    thence 

1001  to    Bremen,   thence   to    Hamburg, 

U/U IOW  ant"'    t-len    k-"'    Sll'P    Orpheus,    five 

ftlMuMf  years  ago.  to  this  port,  laying  in 

__   ■■■nnnTrd      bonded    warehouse.      Here    is    an 

Rr    IMPflRTpn     opportunity     for     connoisseurs     to 

ML   HnTUIllkU.    buy  one  barrel  or  more  direct  from 

bonded  warehouse.     Orders  will  be  given  on  warehouse. 

After  thirteen  years,  the  natural  evaporation  being  great, 

the  barrels  now  contain  from  25  to  27  gallons  of  PI' RE 

WHISKY,   originally    45   to   47   gallons.      Will    sell    at 

■¥5.50  per  gallon,  rc-gauged.     Send  your  orders  for 

sameto  MAU.SADLKK  A:   CO., 

49  Beale  Street*  S.  F. 


Burlingame  Cottages 
To  Let. 


Two  cow  and  1*11*  i  rely  modern  1 '-  -  room 
cottage*,  with  stables,  situated  :it  Burlin- 
game Park,  only  ii\«-  minutes'  walk  from 
the    now    Burlingame    Station-    San    Httteo 

County,    forty    miiuit  ■■-    from    tin-    city.     Tin- 

remaining  1  hree  cottages  are  leased  for  -■ 
long  period.  These  Ave  cottages  are  In  tin* 
centre  of ,  14  acres  -if  flowers,  shrubbery-, 
and  beautiful  lawns,  all  of  which  are  kept 
up  n  iiimui  expense  to  tenants. 
For  particulars  applj  1  ■• 

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THE        ARGONAUT. 


October  22,  1894. 


TAKE     TECS 

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further  notice, 

—  BETWEEN  — 

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New  Orleans 


79 

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OVER  THE  POPULAR 


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Pullman  Palace  Double    Drawing-Room   Sleeping-Cars, 

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Dining-Car  Service   Best  Obtainable. 

Meals  a  la  Carte. 


Immediate  connections  at   New  Orleans  with  trains  for 
Chicago,  St.  Louis,  Cincinnati,  Louis- 
ville, and  Memphis ; 

also,  with  LIMITED  TRAINS  of  the 

PIEDMONT  AIR  LINE 


Atlanta,  Charlotte,  Danville,  Washington,  Philadelphia, 

New    York,     Boston,     and     other 

Eastern  points. 


THROUGH  SCHEDULE: 
Leave  San  Francisco,  1O.30  A.  M.,  Thursday 

"       Los  Angeles,        4.00      "         Friday 

Arrive  El  Paso,        -        5.30      "         Saturday 

"        New  Orleans,      7.40  P.M.,    Sunday 

"        New  York,      -      1.25       "         Tuesday 

Through  Time  to  New  York  City  119  Hours 

Passengers  from  Los  Angeles  will  take  berths  in 
Special  Sleeping-Car  Thursday  Evening. 


For  further  information,  inquire  of  any  agent  of 

The     Southern    Pacific    Company 


RICH'D  GRAY,  T.  H.  GOODMAN, 

Gen.  Traffic  Manager.  Gen.  Passenger  Agent. 


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STRICTLY     HIGH     GRADE. 


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BANK   FITTINGS 


Office  mid  School 

FURNITURE. 

Church  and  Opera  Chairs. 

C.  F.  WEBER  &  CO. 

nt    and    Stockton    Streets,    San    Franetaco. 


TCltaPE&l 


THE    ALLEGED    HUMORISTS. 


Young  attorney — "  Make  yourself  easy,  my  dear 
sir  ;  the  successful  management  of  your  case  shall 
be  the  task  of  my  life." — FUegende  Blatter. 

Higgins — "Do  you  never  ask  for  a  lay-off?" 
Muggins — "  Never.  I'm  afraid  the  firm  would  find 
out  how  easy  it  could  get  along  without  me." — 
Chicago  Tribune. 

At  the  polls:  Mrs.  Vews  (in  the  next  booth)— 
"  It  must  be  taking  you  a  long  time  to  prepare  your 
ballot."  Mrs.  Keernot — "  I  am  adding  a  post- 
script."— Chicago  Tribune. 

American — "Sultan,  I  understand  you  have  a 
great  collection  of  curiosities."  Sultan — "Not  at 
all.  When  I  marry  a  woman  I  break  her  of  all 
that  sort  of  thing." — Puck. 

Operatic  composer  (whose  first  act,  consisting  en- 
tirely of  plagiarized  music,  is  being  hissed) — ' '  Great 
heavens  !  what  will  they  do  when  they  hear  my 
own  music  in  the  next  act?" — FUegende  Blatter. 

"  Do  you  think  Skinner  can  make  a  living  out 
there?"  "Make  a  living!  Why,  he'd  make  a 
living  on  a  rock  in  the  middle  of  the  ocean — if 
there  was  another  man  on  the  rock." — Philadelphia 
Record. 

"  Parker  uses  a  great  deal  of  cologne,  it  seems 
to  me.  Awful  bad  form!"  said  Hawkins.  "It 
would  be  in  you,"  said  Hicks,  "but  it's  family 
pride  with  Hawkins.  He  comes  of  old  colognial 
stock." — Bazar. 

Mrs.  Paficake  (suspiciously) — "  Why  are  you 
hanging  around  my  back  window  so  long?" 
Tramp — "  Ma'am,  those  apple  pies  are  as  purty 
as  pictures,  an'  I'd  like  to  be  the  frame  o'  one  o' 
them  !  " — Bazar. 

Miss  Richgirl — "Really,  pa,  it  is  cruel  to  ask 
George  to  wait  until  spring.  He  says  if  our  mar- 
riage is  postponed  he'll  die."  Old  gentleman — 
"  Oh,  well,  I'll  lend  him  enough  to  pay  his  board." 
— New  York  Weekly. 

Daughter — "Maw,  I  want  you  to  stop  bossing 
paw  until  after  I  get  married."  Mother — "  Why,  1 
should  like  to  know?"  Daughter — "Just  as  quick 
as  1  get  a  little  bit  intimate  with  a  young  man,  they 
begin  to  ask  if  1  take  after  you." — New  York 
Weekly. 

Newsvendor — "  Paper,  guv'nor,  all  the  winners  ?  " 
(Pause,  no  answer.)  "  Latest  bettin',  guv'nor — 
'orrible  murder  —  revoltin'  details  "  —  (pause)  — 
"  sick'nin'  perticulers" — (pause,  plays  trump-card) — 
"  sensash'nal  divorce  case,  guv'nor  !  "  (No  answer.) 
"  G'arn,  y'ain't  human  !  " — Pick-Me-Up. 

He  staggered  to  his  feet.  "You  have  broken 
my  heart  !  "  he  gasped.  She  started  in  affright. 
"  No,"  answered  the  ambulance  surgeon,  in  answer 
to  her  swift  glance  of  inquiry  ;  "only  a  rib  and 
the  edge  of  the  breast-bone."  Reassured,  she 
mounted  her  bicycle  again  and  rode  away. — Truth. 

Tramp — "  About  a  year  ago  I  came  by  and  you 
gave  me  an  old  vest.  You  may  not  know  it, 
madam,  but  there  was  a  five-dollar  bill  in  that 
vest."  Lady  of  the  house — "Mercy!  Have  you 
brought  it  back?"  Tramp — "Not  much!  I've 
come  for  another  vest." — Clothier  and  Furnisher. 

Park  guard — "Sorry  to  disturb  yez,  but  it's  too 
late  to  be  sittin"  here."  Young  man  (apologetically) 
— "  We  didn't  know  it  was  so  late.  Fact  is,  we  are 
to  be  married  next  year."  Park  guard — "  Be- 
gorry,  d'yez  think  O'im  fool  enough  to  be  sup- 
posin'you  wor  married  lasht  year?" — New  York 
Weekly. 

Tender-hearted  damozel — "  I  think  fishing  is  cruel. 
The  idea  of  putting  a  worm  to  the  torture  of  having 
a  hook  run  through  him  is  awful  to  me."  Witherby 
—  "It  doesn't  hurt  the  worm."  Tender-hearted 
damozel — "How  do  you  know?"  Witherby  — 
"  How  ?  Why,  I've  put  worms  on  hooks  dozens  of 
times  and  never  heard  a  murmur  from  'em." — 
Bazar. 

"  Young  man,"  said  the  prosperous  old  gentle- 
man who  had  sold  his  pork,  "you  say  you  hain't 
had  a  square  meal  for  a  week  ?  "  "I  have  not,  sir." 
"  And  you've  seen  better  days?"  "  1  have." 
"Used  to  move  in  good  society?"  "Yes,  sir." 
"Then  come  along  with  me  to  a  first-class  eatin'- 
house  and  I'll  pay  fer  some  quail  on  toast.  I  want 
to  learn  the  correct  way  to  eat  the  blamed  dish." — 
Chicago  Tribune. 

Hearing  a  faint  rustle  in  the  darkened  hallway 
below,  the  elder  sister,  supposing  the  young  man 
had  gone,  leaned  over  the  balustrade  and  called 
out :  "  Well,  Bessie,  have  you  landed  him  ?" 
There  was  a  deep,  sepulchral  silence  for  some  mo- 
ments. It  was  broken  by  the  hesitating,  con- 
strained voice  of  the  young  man  :  "She  has." — 
Chicago  Tribune. 


A  bottle  of  Ayer's  Cherry  Pectoral— the  best 
specific  for  colds  and  coughs — should  be  in  every 
household. 


Health,  comfort,  and  happiness  abound  in  home 
where  "  Garland"  Stoves  and  Ranges  are  used. 


A  LEADING  AMERICAN  COMPANY. 


NATIONAL 


FIRE   INSURANCE 
COMPANY 


OF    HARTFORD,  CONN. 

CAPITAL,     ONE     MILLION     DOLLARS 

ASSETS,  ...  $3,244,455.98 

Pacific  Department,  409  CALIFORNIA  ST.,  S.  F. 

GEO.  D.  DORNIN,  Manager.      GEO.  W.  DORNIN,  Ass't-Manager. 


A  BETTER  OOCKTAIL  AT  HOME  THAN  IS 
SERVED  OVER  ANY  BAR  IN  THE  WORLD. 

The  Gltib 
Goc%tails 

MANHATTAN,    MARTINI, 

WHISKY,     HOLLAND  C1N, 
TOM  CIN  and  VERMOUTH. 

For-    the   Yaerjfc, 

Fop  trje  <Bea  Srjore, 

For  the  N'|ourj  tains, 

Fop  trje  Fishing  'Party, 

Fop  trje  (fair)  ping  "Party, 

Fop  the  Surrjmep  J-iotel, 

For  everywhere  that  a  delicious  Cocktail  is 

i  ^appreciated.    We  prefer  that  you  should  buy 

'  jfi.  of  your  dealer;  if  he  does  not  keep  them  w** 

•w  will  send  a  selection  of  four  battles,  prepaid, 

J^  for  §6.00. 

I  or  sale  by  all  Druggists  and  Dealers. 

G.  P.  HEUBLEIN  &  BR0„  Sole  Proprietors, 

39  Broadway.  New  York;    Hartford,  Connecticut;    and 
'J0  Piccadilly,  W.  London,  England. 

SHEKWOOD  &  SHERWOOD,  San  Francisco  Agents  for  Pacific  Coast. 


CHAS.    E. 

19  Montgomery 


SELLS    BEST    TYPEWRITERS    AND    SUPPLIES. 


-Cooper's  enckaveks  have  no  equal. 


To  create  an  appreciative  appe- 
tite and  promote  a  natural  feeling 
of  perfect  health  and  robustness, 
drink 

C.  H.  Evans  8c  Sons 
India  Pale  Ale 

and 

Brown  Stout 

The  Creamy  Head,  Mellow 
Flavor,  and  Absence  of  False 
Fermentation  and  sediment  dem- 
onstrate the  high  character  of 
the  ingredients  from  which  these 
brewings  are  produced.  Con- 
sumers experience  a  pleasure  not 
associated  with  any  other  brand. 

By  bottling  at  the  Brewery  we  are 
enabled  to  insure  tlu  absolute  purity 
of  our  brewings. 

Order  through  your  dealer. 

C.  H.  Evans  &  Sons 

Brewers   of   highest   grade   Ale   and 

Stout  for  over  100  years. 
Hudson,     -     -     -     \ew  York. 


THE 

drum 

I'OSITI' 


DEAFNESS 

undbead  noises  relieved  by  u sine 
WILSON'S  COMMON  SENSE  E.UWtltl  MS. 
Entirely  new,  scientific  invention; 
dlfferentiruin  all  other  devices;  tbo 

"iii>  an  1 1', Mm  i'ii'.  injufortiible.and 
Invisible  ear  drum  In  the  world. 
Hundreds  are  being  beneflttud 
where  medical  skill  I uis failed.  No 
stringer  wire  attachment  to  irrltulo 
the  ear.    Write  l<ir  rmmpbiet, 

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laoTruatUldp.  LOUiSVlLLE,    KY. 


To 
Clean 
False 
Teeth 


As  they  should  be  cleaned,    1 

use  the 

FlorenceDental  PlateBrnsh 

the  only  brush  made  for  the 

fmrpose.    Beaches  every  crev- 
ce.    Outwears  three  ordinary 
brushes.   Sold  everywhere. 
Price    I  Florence  Mf«r.  Co., 
35  eta.  |     Florence   iHnss. 
Makers  of  the  Pronhjloctlo  Tooth 
BrniQ. 


BOKTESTET  iT  ■     «fe    CO. 


DEALERS 
IN 


PAPER 


OF  ALL 
KINDS 


Listener- — "Isn't  it  wonderful  how  he  always  has  a 
brand  new  story  to  fit  everything  ! " 

Otluv  Listener- — "Ya-as.  Makes  'em  up.  you  know, 
out  of  newspaper  yarns.     Romeike  sends  'em  to  him." 


HENRY    ROMEIKE, 

HO  FIFTH  AVENUE,     -     -     -     NEW   YORK 

Started  the  first  Press-Cutting  Bureau,  and  furnishes 
Nenspapcr  Clippings  from  all  the  leading  papers  in  the 
world  on  anv  subject. 


d  ■ni'i:-  ti-i  lull,  from 
(5.00  lo  $1,000,  ror6 
ni'-v .  of  inn  kind 
boi   been  granted. 


MONEY  TO  LO/iN 

yeari,  mt  6  per  cent,  lolereii.     No  p» 

required  until  application   for  a   loan' 

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bond*.  Je«elrr,  bouiebold  good*,  furn 
ir«i.  eaUle.lrveitock, farming luipleruenu, and  macblucrj 
nil  klnda,  or  any  other  property,  real  or  perianal,  of  value, 
'  a  note,  endorsed  by  purion  worth  amount  nf  money  bor 
wed,  will  be  accepted  ae  IMUrltT.  Don't  hetitalt  to  icrite 
■tdaik/ora  Loan.     \  Mr.  .....  UUTI'aL  SAVINGS       " 

LOAN   CM.,  Tenia  and  Wilnut  Street*    PhlluJdpbh 


SCOTT  &  McCOKD, 

HAY    AND    GRAIN     MERCHANTS 

Office,  Pier  31,  Stcuart  Street. 

THLlil'HONK    No.   lOI. 

Main  WakbHODS&s:  Pier  ax,  Stcuart  Street  and  241 
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449  and  451  Channel  Street. 


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T/)e  ■Monarch  of 

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THEJOHN.T.CUTTINGCO,  SOLE  AGENTS 


I 


The  Argonaut. 


Vol.  XXXV.       No.  18. 


San  Francisco,   October   29,   1894. 


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ENTERED   AT  THE   SAN    FRANCISCO    POST-OFFICE   AS   SECOND-CLASS    MATTER. 


TABLE    OF    CONTENTS. 


Editorial:  The  Change  in  Ownership  of  the  Chicago  "Times" — The 
Career  of  that  Exponent  of  Vileness  in  Journalism — A  Record  of 
Vulgarity  and  Smut — Comparison  with  San  Francisco  Papers — The 
Czar  of  Russia — The  Czarowitz's  Brief  Career — What  may  be  Ex- 
pected of  Him — Problems  for  him  to  Tackle — Democratic  Financier- 
ing— Zola  and  the  Pope — What  the  "Index  Expurgatorius  "  is — 
Why  Zola's  "Lourdes"  is  Banned — The  Roman  Catholic  Church 
behind  the  Times — New  York  "Society"  Men  "Going  into  Trade" 
— The  Constitutional  Amendments  to  be  Voted  On  at  the  Coming 
Election — What  they  Signify — Washington  Morality — Germany  and 
Great  Britain  under  Protection  and  Free  Trade— Free-Trader  Wilson 

Protecting  Home  Industry — Women  Voters  in  Chicago 1-3 

The  Enchanted  Burro  :  By  Charles  F.  Lummis 4 

Old  Favorites  :   "  Ben  Bolt,"  by  Thomas  Dunn  English 5 

The  Craze  for  Golf:  Our  New  York  Correspondent  tells  how  the 
Game  is  Played — Its  Extraordinary  Vogue  Here  and  in  England — Is 
It  Love  of  Sport  or  Anglomania?— What  the  Men  and  Women  Play- 
ers Wear — A  Masculine   Costume  that  Shames  the  Rainbow — Fun  at 

the  Club-Houses 5 

Stevenson's  Latest  Story  :  Scenes  and  Sketches  from  "  The  Ebb 
Tide" — Adventures  of  a  Precious  Trio  in  the  South  Pacific,  "Where 

Only  Man  is  Vile" 6 

Sarah  Imperatrix:  Our  Correspondent  writes  of  the  Bernhardt  as  a 
Theatrical   Manager — Innovations   she   has   Introduced — Some   Ideas 

from  America 6 

Editorial   Notes;    Local   Political   Matters — The  Candidates    of  the 

Various  Parties 7 

Individualities:  Notes  About  Prominent  People  all  Over  the  World....  7 
Literary  Notes  :  Personal  and  Miscellaneous  Gossip— New  Public ations.8-9 
Drama  :  The  Kendals  in  "  The  Second  Mrs.  Tanqueray  " — Stage  Gossip .   10 

Vanity  Fair ix 

The  Police  Sergeant's  Wooing:  An  Up-to-Date  Romance  of  the  Ten- 
derloin   12 

Storyettes:  Grave  and  Gay,  Epigrammatic  and  Otherwise — Improving 
Kentucky  Stock— A  Smart  French  Author  and  his  Publisher — A 
Dramatist's  Joke  on  an  Actor — Lorenzo  Dow's  Estimate  of  Burr's 
Meanness — Disraeli's  Guess  at  Mr.  Biggar's  Identity — How  an  Amer- 
ican Girl  Silenced  a  Briton — A  SocraUc  Costermonger — Cherubini's 
Criticism  of  Berlioz's  Composition — How   Labouchere  Got  Up   in  the 

World 13 

Society:  Movements   and  Whereabouts— Notes  and  Gossip — Army  and 

Navy  News i4-I5 

The  Alleged  Humorists:  Paragraphs  Ground  out  by  the  Dismal  Wits 
of  the  Day 16 


The  Chicago  Times  has  passed  from  the  control  of  Will- 
iam P.  Harrison  and  Carter  H.  Harrison,  Jr.,  sons  of  the 
late  mayor  of  Chicago,  who  was  assassinated  by  Michael 
Patrick  Eugene  Prendergast.  The  man  now  in  control  of 
the  paper  is  Adolf  Kraus,  formerly  corporation  counsel 
under  Mayor  Harrison.  The  change  has  been  brought 
about  by  the  two  daughters  of  the  late  Mayor  Harrison, 
Mrs.  Heaton  Owsley  and  Miss  Sophie  Harrison,  both  of 
whom  owned  stock  in  the  Times.  They  were  not  satisfied 
with  running  the  paper  at  a  loss,  as  their  brothers  were,  and 
have  sold  their  stock  to  Mr.  Kraus. 

It  is  gratifying  to  hear  that  the  paper  has  been  running  at  a 
loss.  The  Chicago  Times  has  for  many  years  been  the  ex- 
ponent of  everything  that  is  low  and  vile  in  daily  journalism. 
When  the  railroad  riots  broke  out  last  July,  and  when  the 
great  city  of  Chicago  was  for  a  day  or  two  at  the  mercy  of 
the  mob,  the  Times  was  on  the  side  of  the  rioters.  It  was 
the  only  daily  paper  in  Chicago  which  upheld  the  mob  in  its 
armed  resistance  to  the  law.  In  San  Francisco,  matters  were 
reversed — here  all  of  our  daily  newspapers  were  on  the  side 
of  the  rioters  and  against  the  law.  But  the  daily  papers  of 
San  Francisco  have  never  occupied  a  high  rank.  And  judg- 
ing from  their  attituce  during  the  railroad  riots,  it  may  be 
said  that  the  best  of  them  in  this  matter  stood  squarely  in 
line  with  the  lowest  and  meanest  paper  in  Chicago. 

The  history  of  the    Times  is  peculiar.     Passing  over  its 


treasonable  and  copperhead  utterances  during  the  Civil  War, 
we  come  to  its  second  period — that  during  the  seventies. 
Wilbur  F.  Storey  was  its  editor  and  proprietor.  He  ran  it 
like  a  sewer.  It  was  the  Cloaca  Maxima  of  the  West. 
Through  this  vast  newspaper  conduit  there  poured  daily  the 
filth  and  slime  of  many  States.  Storey  had  standing  orders 
with  the  Western  Union  operators  throughout  the  Mississippi 
Valley  to  send  full  details  of  everything  nasty  to  the  Times. 
These  operators  were  the  "special  correspondents"  of  the 
Times.  And  they  certainly  carried  out  their  mission.  If 
anything  nasty  took  place  in  the  West  which  did  not  appear 
in  Storey's  paper,  it  was  not  Storey's  fault. 

It  was  in  the  Chicago  Times  that  a  certain  famous  head- 
ing appeared,  over  an  account  of  the  execution  of  a  negro 
murderer.  It  consisted  of  three  words  only,  but  into  these 
three  words  there  was  compressed  such  a  wealth  of  pro- 
fanity, vulgarity,  and  blasphemy  that  the  heading  became 
historic.     The  man  who  wrote  it  is  to  this  day  mentioned  in 

newspaper    offices    as    "  the    man    who    wrote    the   

head    for   the    Chicago    Times."      The  heading 

was  so  vile  that  it  shocked  even  the  reporters  in  the  local 
room.  And  they  are  pretty  hard  to  shock.  But  it  did  not 
!  shock  Storey.  On  the  contrary,  he  was  gratified  with  the 
attention  it  attracted  to  the  Times. 

The  years  rolled  by.  The  paper  waxed  fat  and  pros- 
pered. The  American  newspaper  public  apparently  like 
vulgarity  and  smut.  Storey  grew  rich.  Incidentally,  also, 
he  grew  crazy.  Spiritualism  attacked  his  brain.  He  was 
seized  with  all  sorts  of  manias,  and  finally  with  a  mania  for 
building.  He  erected  in  Chicago  a  gigantic  edifice,  which 
he  called  a  "palace  "  and  which  was  absolutely  uninhabitable, 
owing  to  the  insane  way  in  which  it  was  constructed.  It  was 
said  to  have  cost  six  hundred  thousand  dollars,  and  was  torn 
down  only  last  year.  Finally  Storey  died,  and  his  family 
immediately  began  quarreling  over  his  estate.  The  Times 
was  involved  in  the  litigation,  and  all  sorts  of  things  hap- 
pened to  it.  But  whatever  were  its  ups  and  downs,  it  re- 
mained ever  faithful  to  evil.  No  matter  how  low  it  sunk  in 
finances,  no  one  could  ever  accuse  the  Chicago  Times  of  be- 
ing a  decent,  a  clean,  or  an  honest  paper.  It  was  consistent 
to  its  newspaper  traditions.  And  finally  it  passed  into  the 
possession  of  Carter  Harrison. 

Carter  Harrison  is  dead — foully  murdered  by  an  anarch- 
istic crank.  We  wish  we  could  say  of  him  that  he  im- 
proved the  Chicago  Times.  But  he  did  not.  Under  his 
management,  the  Times  breathed  forth  an  anarchistic  spirit 
which  may  have "  fostered,  and  perhaps  did  foster,  a  con- 
tempt for  law.  Where  newspapers  encourage  contempt  for 
law,  assassins  are  hatched.  Mayor  Harrison  was  assassi- 
nated. 

The  Times  then  passed  into  the  control  of  his  sons.  Here 
was  an  opportunity  for  its  redemption.  Here  were  two 
young  men,  rich,  ambitious,  and  of  good  education.  They 
had  every  incentive  to  make  a  decent  paper  of  the  Times. 
They  did  not  do  so.  They  made  it  exactly  what  it  was  be- 
fore— a  paper  that  was  low  and  vile.  And  as  we  said,  they 
supported  in  the  Times  the  murderous  mob  of  strikers  who 
seized  Chicago  by  the  throat  last  July.  We  are  glad  that 
they  have  been  running  it  at  a  loss.  That  speaks  well  for 
Chicago. 

But  it  is  curious  to  reflect  that  all  of  the  daily  papers  of 
Chicago  save  one  were  on  the  side  of  the  law  and  opposed 
to  the  mob,  and  that  all  of  the  daily  papers  of  San  Fran- 
cisco were  on  the  side  of  the  mob  and  opposed  to  the  law. 
As  we  said  before,  this  would  seem  to  show  that  the  daily 
press  of  San  Francisco  in  times  of  trouble  rises  to  the  exact 
height  attained  by  the  lowest  and  meanest  newspaper  in 
Chicago,  the  evil-smelling  Times,  the  Cloaca  Maxima  of  the 
West. 

The  condition  of  the  Emperor  Alexander  keeps  all  Eu- 
rope in  suspense.  It  seems  to  be  understood  that  his  malady 
is  mortal.  The  Czar's  death  is  a  question  of  time,  and  prob- 
ably of  a  short  time. 

Attention  is  now  being  diverted  from  the  dying  emperor 
to   his  young    son,  whose   name    is   in   every  one's  mouth. 


About  him,  too,  the  wildest  diversity  of  opinion  prevails. 
By  some  he  is  said  to  be  mentally  and  physically  unfit  to 
occupy  a  throne  ;  others,  again,  describe  him  as  a  young  man 
of  average  intelligence  and  inclined  to  liberal  ideas,  espe- 
cially on  religious  questions.  He  was  brought  up  by  General 
Danielovitch,  who  is  described  as  a  man  of  high  culture, 
broad  mind,  and  a  profound  sense  of  duty.  Next  to  his 
mother,  the  woman  who  has  influenced  him  most  is  the 
grand  duchess  who  married  his  uncle  Sergius,  and  who  is 
the  sister  of  the  lady  he  himself  is  to  marry.  When 
he  visited  London  last  spring,  he  showed  a  desire  to  acquaint 
himself  with  all  sorts  of  life,  including  phases  which  princes 
only  observe  incognito.  Scandal-mongers  had  much  to  say 
against  his  morals,  but  at  the  clubs  these  stories  were  dis- 
credited. His  liaison  with  a  Polish  Jewess,  who  has  been  a 
ballet-dancer  at  Berlin,  has  been  a  matter  of  common  talk 
for  some  time. 

The  speculations  which  are  appearing  in  the  European 
papers  on  his  probable  political  opinions  have  no  better 
basis  than  conjecture.  No  one  knows  what  he  purposes  ; 
he  probably  does  not  know  himself.  From  the  prolonged 
visits  he  has  been  in  the  habit  of  paying  to  Berlin,  it  hai 
been  inferred  that  he  was  inclined  to  a  German  alliance,  in 
spite  of  his  father's  predilections  for  France ;  but,  for 
aught  the  public  know,  the  pretty  danseuse  may  be  more 
responsible  for  his  liking  for  the  city  on  the  Ems  than  the 
Emperor  William.  For  some  reason  or  other,  the  anti- 
German  feeling  at  St.  Petersburg  has  been  intensified  of 
late,  and  has  spread  through  all  classes  of  society  ;  if 
young  Nicolas  proposes  to  go  counter  to  it,  he  will  imperil 
his  own  popularity. 

The  danger  that  he  will  do  so,  and  the  whispered  doubts 
of  his  ability  to. hold  the  reins  of  empire,  have  set  quid- 
nuncs to  wondering  whether,  at  the  last  moment,  Nicolas 
may  not  be  set  aside  in  favor  of  his  uncle,  Vladimir.  This 
is  a  middle-aged  soldier  of  iron  will  and  Muscovite  obsti- 
nacy— an  ideal  despot,  provided  his  firmness  is  tempered 
with  mercy.  He  was  in  Paris  when  the  critical  condition  of 
the  emperor  was  announced  ;  he  left  at  once  for  Livadia, 
by  way  of  Vienna,  and  took  occasion  to  say  that  the  death 
of  the  emperor  would  cause  no  change  in  Russia's  friend- 
ship for  France.  He  would  hardly  have  expressed  himself 
so  confidently  had  he  not  looked  forward  to  exercise  in- 
fluence over  the  policy  of  Russia.  Whether  the  Czarowitz 
succeeds  or  not,  he  will  need  new  advisers  to  guide  his  first 
steps.  M.  de  Giers,  who  has  managed  the  foreign  affairs  of 
Russia  for  years,  and  has  proved  himself  a  worthy  suc- 
cessor of  Gortschakoff  and  Nesselrode,  will  be  soon  com- 
pelled by  advancing  age  and  growing  infirmities  to  relin- 
quish his  post. 

The  new  Czar's  foreign  policy  will  bristle  with  problems 
not  easily  solved.  He  must  decide  whether  he  will  adhere 
to  his  father's  policy,  and  confront  the  Dreibund  with  a  cast- 
iron  league  between  France  and  Russia,  or  whether  he  will 
insure  a  term  of  peace  for  a  decade  or  so  by  joining  the 
Dreibund  himself  and  isolating  France — the  element  of  dis- 
cord. On  his  decision  on  this  question  momentous  interests 
will  depend.  Again,  he  must  decide  whether  it  is  safe  for 
Russia  to  risk  an  Anglo-French  intervention  in  China,  by 
making  an  open  demand  on  Japan  for  a  port  in  Corea. 
That  demand  would  probably  lead  to  similar  demands  by 
the  Western  powers,  each  of  which  stands  ready  to  take  a 
share  in  the  partition  of  the  Mongol  Empire,  and  it  is  not 
easy  to  determine  how  China  would  act  if  the  three  maritime 
powers  coolly  proposed  to  proceed  to  a  policy  of  dismem- 
berment. 

Finally,  the  death  of  the  Ameer  of  Afghanistan  is  quite 
likely  to  lead  to  an  outbreak  of  war  in  Central  Asia.     Two 
brothers  claim   succession   to  the  throne,  and  each  has  ap- 
pealed to  England  for  support.     Meanwhile,  a  conflict  has 
already  taken  place  between  the  Russians  and  the  Afghans 
in  the   Pamir,  and  though  the  Emperor  Alexander  ordered 
his  forces  to  fall  back,  the  Ameer's  death  may 
situation  so  materially  that  the  generals  on  the  g~n' 
take  the  responsibility  of  holding  the  territor 
cupied.     If  they  do,  the  Herat  problem  will   1 


THE        ARGONAUT. 


October  29,  1894. 


It  has  been  for  years  the  fixed  policy  of  Russia  to  occupy 
Northern  Afghanistan  as  a  bulwark  against  British  attacks 
on  Turkistan  ;  that  is  as  well  defined  a  Muscovite  purpose 
as  the  ultimate  conquest  of  Constantinople.  Russia  would 
have  tried  to  carry  it  out  by  calling  the  Afghans  to  arms 
against  the  English  twelve  years  ago,  had  it  not  been  for 
Alexander's  horror  of  war.  Now,  the  Novoe  Vremya%  the 
official  organ,  in  spite  of  the  general  paralysis  caused  by  the 
emperor's  state  of  health,  insists  that  the  complications 
arising  from  the  Ameer's  death  require  Russia  to  occupy  at 
least  the  Province  of  Cabul. 

Here  are  difficulties  enough  and  grave  enough  to  em- 
barrass a  young  sovereign  of  twenty-six,  and  it  is  not  to  be 
denied  that  Grand  Duke  Vladimir  would  be  better  fitted  to 
cope  with  them.  The  possession  of  an  enormous  army 
always  constitutes  a  temptation  to  go  to  war.  Russia  could 
send  into  Afghanistan  a  force  sufficient  to  hold  the  country 
against  the  English  without  depleting  her  European  depots  ; 
and  in  the  uncertain  temper  of  the  people  of  Northern  India, 
it  is  not  certain  that  Great  Britain  would  go  to  war  to  defend 
an  imaginary  frontier.  A  repetition  of  the  uprising  of  1857, 
which  the  English  facetiously  called  a  mutiny,  has  been  pre- 
dicted by  many  English  officers  of  experience.  A  rupture 
between  England  and  Russia,  followed  by  a  Cossack  occu- 
pation of  the  Pamir,  might  prove  a  spark  to  ignite  a  con- 
flagration. 

It  is  a  regrettable  thing  to  impugn  the  patriotism  of  that 
high-minded  statesman,  William  L.  Wilson,  of  West  Vir- 
ginia, the  parent  of  the  Wilson  bill.  Yet  it  must  be  done. 
Mr.  Wilson  has  repeatedly  declared  himself  in  the  most 
unqualified  terms  as  being  for  free  trade,  because  it  was  "for 
the  good  of  the  whole  country."  He  has  scarcely  had  the 
patience  to  discuss  the  matter  with  those  besotted  Northerners 
who  see  in  free  trade  a  measure  designed  to  help  the  agri- 
cultural and  non-manufacturing  South  at  the  expense  of  the 
manufacturing  North.  He  denounced  those  Democrats  who 
looked  out  for  the  interests  of  their  own  sections  as  "  traitors." 
Yet  it  has  developed  that  the  Honorable  Mr.  Wilson  was 
keeping  a  shrewd  eye  out  for  his  own  district  all  the  same. 
The  city  of  Wheeling,  W.  Ya.,  is  the  largest  city  of  Mr.  Wilson's 
State.  Its  principal  article  of  manufacture  is  cut  nails,  and 
it  is  generally  known  throughout  the  State  as  the  "  Nail  City." 
Under  the  McKinley  tariff  the  duty  on  cut  nails  was  18.6 
per  cent.  This  Mr.  Wilson  increased  in  his  bill  to  twenty-five 
per  cent.  The  increase  was  unnecessary,  on  any  ground,  as 
the  cut-nail  industry  of  Wheeling  is  so  prosperous  that  the 
manufacturers  export  nails.  Yet  Mr.  Wilson  wanted  the 
duty  increased.  Why?  For  this  reason,  and  this  reason 
only — to  enable  the  manufacturers  to  form  a  combine  and 
put  up  the  price  to  home  consumers,  while  continuing  to  ex- 
port their  surplus  to  be  disposed  of  in  foreign  markets. 
When  the  bill  reached  the  Senate,  however,  some  other 
patriot,  who  had  no  cut-nail  mill  in  his  State,  amended  the 
clause  by  which  Mr.  Wilson  had  raised  the  duty  on  cut-nails, 
and  made  it  lower  than  it  was  before.  This  was  one  of  the  six 
hundred  Senate  amendments  against  which  Mr.  Wilson  com- 
plained so  bitterly.  No  wonder  :  it  hit  him  where  he  lived — 
in  West  Virginia.  What  shams,  what  frauds,  are  these  high- 
minded  Southern  statesmen !  They  talk  glibly  enough 
about  "free  trade"  and  "helping  the  consumer"  ;  but  when 
it  comes  to  one  of  their  own  industries,  it  must  be  pro- 
tected. Their  system  is  simple — free  trade  for  the  North, 
protection  for  the  South.  Yet  Northern  Democrats  are 
fatuous  enough  to  be  led  by  the  nose  by  these  cunning 
colonels  and  brigadiers.  How  do  they  like  this  expose"  of 
the  methods  of  the  Honorable  William  L.  Wilson,  Chairman 
of  the  Ways  and  Means  Committee  of  the  Democratic 
House,  and  parent  of  the  Democratic  tariff  bill?  Do  they 
seem  like  the  methods  of  a  patriotic  and  high-minded  states- 
man ?  To  us  it  seems  as  though  the  Honorable  William  L. 
Wilson  cuts  a  very  shabby  figure  in  this  cut-nail  business. 

The  annoyance  which  M.  Zola  manifests  at  the  decision 
of  the  "Index  Librorum "  at  Rome  to  place  the  novel  of 
"  Lourdes "  on  the  list  of  prohibited  works  is  surprising. 
He  ought  to  regard  it  as  a  compliment.  Almost  all  the  lead- 
ers of  French  letters — Balzac,  Taine,  Renan,  Victor  Hugo, 
Lamartine,  the  Dumas  father  and  son,  George  Sand — have 
figured  on  the  same  list  ;  and  as  to  the  writers  of  past  time, 
it  is  hard  to  recall  a  single  author  of  distinction  who  has  not 
been  enrolled  in  the  catalogue  which  embraces  Galileo, 
Copernicus,  Sir  Isaac  Newton,  Montesquieu,  Voltaire,  and 
Rousseau.  Prohibition  by  Papal  authority  has  been  prima 
facie  evidence  of  honest  inquiry  in  the  author  and  logical 
demonstration. 

The  "Index"  is  a  committee  of  priests  who  report  to  a 
body  of  cardinals  chosen  by  the  Pope.  It  has  been  in  ex- 
istence for  three  hundred  and  fifty  years.  Its  function  is  to 
read  all  new  books  which  bear,  directly  or  indirectly,  on 
, '..  morals,  or  ecclesiastical  discipline,  or  civil  society. 
itences  are  of  three  kinds.  Either  the  book  is  pru- 
alisolulely,  in  which  case.he  who  reads   or   sells  it 


may  be  disciplined  by  the  church  ;  or  it  is  allowed  to  be 
read  only  by  priests,  who  are  supposed  to  be  contagion-proof ; 
or  the  judgment  of  the  Index  is  suspended,  in  order  to 
afford  the  author  an  opportunity  of  amending  the  offensive 
passages.  The  object  of  the  institution  was  to  suppress  the 
publication  of  Protestant  or  anti-Romanist  doctrines  ;  and 
as,  at  the  time  of  its  establishment,  it  was  a  doctrine  of  the 
church  that  the  earth  did  not  move,  there  were  a  good  many 
books  which  fell  under  the  censorship  of  the  Index.  At  the 
beginning  of  this  century,  when  liberal  views  penetrated  the 
church  and  the  Vatican,  the  office  of  clerical  expurgator  be- 
came a  sinecure.  But  when  Pius  the  Seventh  returned  to 
Rome  after  his  captivity,  he  was  embittered  against  liberal- 
ism, and  he  revived  the  Index  in  full  vigor.  Under  his  direc- 
tion, a  complete  list  of  books  which  were  under  the  ban 
was  compiled  and  published  ;  and  ever  since  then  an  annual 
supplement  has  appeared.  It  comported  with  the  reaction- 
ary tendencies  of  Leo  the  Thirteenth  to  sustain  the  Index 
with  the  whole  influence  of  the  church. 

The  proscription  of  "  Lourdes  "  is  in  line  with  the  benighted 
policy  of  the  present  Pope.  It  will  not  cost  Zola  a  single 
reader,  but  it  will  advertise  his  work  in  circles  which  may 
have  never  heard  of  it.  It  will  convince  no  one  that  Zola 
has  told  untruths,  while  it  will  rouse  in  many  minds  a  sus- 
picion that  he  is  proscribed  by  reason  of  truths  which  the 
church  could  not  endure.  It  will  set  Roman  Catholics  to 
reading  the  book  and  to  questioning  whether  a  church 
which  has  no  other  explanation  to  give  of  the  frauds  which 
Zola  denounces  but  to  clap  an  extinguisher  on  the  author,  is 
entitled  to  the  reverence  of  intelligent  men. 

There  was  a  time  when  all  the  churches  believed  in  sup- 
pressing publications  which  were  hostile  to  their  particular 
creeds.  Churchmen  of  all  denominations  in  those  days 
were  like  the  African  chief  who  broke  his  thermometer  to 
reduce  the  heat  of  the  sun.  Men  were  sent  to  jail,  and  in 
some  cases  put  to  death  for  writing,  or  printing,  or  even 
reading  books  which  criticised  the  faith  of  the  church  which 
was  in  power.  It  is  not  quite  certain  that  the  policy  is  uni- 
versally condemned  to-day.  But  the  mass  of  mankind  con- 
cur with  Jefferson,  and  hold  that  the  expression  of  error 
should  be  free,  so  long  as  truth  is  left  free  to  combat  it. 

M.  Zola  charges  the  Roman  Catholic  priests  with  the  com- 
mission of,  or  the  conniving  at,  gross  frauds  at  the  Grotto  of 
Lourdes.  He  is  either  telling  the  truth  or  telling  a  false- 
hood. If  he  is  telling  the  truth,  it  is  clearly  his  duty  to 
free  his  mind  on  the  facts  which  have  come  to  his  knowl- 
edge ;  if  he  acted  otherwise,  he  would  become  an  accomplice 
in  the  frauds.  If  he  is  telling  a  falsehood,  it  ought  to  be 
easy  to  convict  him.  Lourdes  and  its  Grotto  are  in 
the  hands  of  the  priesthood  ;  the  pilgrims  are  Roman  Cath- 
olics ;  nothing  happens  there  which  does  not  happen  under 
priestly  eyes.  If  he  has  concealed  the  truth  or  suggested 
falsehood,  his  confutation  should  be  the  simplest  thing  in  the 
world.  The  Cure  of  Lourdes  should  say:  "This  or  that 
occurrence  which  Zola  mentions  never  occurred  ;  these  words 
which  he  quotes  were  never  spoken  ;  this  and  that  thing 
took  place  which  he  ignores  or  denies."  In  this  way,  if  the 
priest  is  honest  and  trustworthy,  the  novelist  would  be  con- 
futed and  put  to  shame,  while  the  church  would  emerge  from 
the  controversy  with  new  and  shining  light.  Instead  of  pur- 
suing this  logical  course,  the  Pope's  council  proscribe  the 
book  and  forbid  the  faithful  to  read  it.  Surely  this  is  tanta- 
mount to  a  confession  of  judgment  and  to  an  admission  that 
the  church  can  not  disprove  M.  Zola's  charges. 

We  now,  perhaps,  see  why  the  Almighty,  in  his  divine 
wisdom,  permits  Leo  the  Thirteenth  to  exist.  For  it  is  im- 
possible to  forbid  the  publication  of  such  a  work  as 
"  Lourdes "  without  creating  in  the  intelligent  Roman 
Catholic  mind  a  conviction  that  the  hierarchy  which  does  so 
is  not  entitled  to  public  respect.  The  Pope  is  putting  on  the 
faithful  a  strain  which  they  can  not  endure.  Roman  Catho- 
lics are  presumably  gifted  with  the  logical  faculty  as  freely 
as  Protestants,  if  the  former  have  not  been  educated  at 
Romish  schools.  They  are  as  keenly  alive  as  Protestants 
to  the  absurdity  of  trying  to  suppress  the  truth.  The  effect 
of  the  proscription  of  "  Lourdes  "  can  not  but  drive  intelli- 
gent Roman  Catholics  into  the  agnostic  fold,  and  prepare 
the  way  for  the  abandonment  of  the  churches  to  the  igno- 
rant and  the  illiterate — to  men  who  have  the  minds  of 
kitchen-maids. 

The  trouble  with  the  Roman  Catholic  Church  is  that  it  is 
not  of  its  time.  When  Father  Junipero  Serra  found  him- 
self storm-stayed  in  a  Mexican  desert,  and  was  sorely  dis- 
tressed for  the  want  of  a  supper,  a  spacious  edifice  suddenly 
arose  in  the  plain,  and  a  man  and  woman,  in  whom  the 
meanest  intelligence  recognized  the  Saviour  and  the  Virgin 
Mary,  offered  the  wayfarers  a  toothsome  and  generous 
meal.  At  the  close  of  the  eighteenth  century,  such  stor- 
ies commanded  implicit  belief.  But  a  hundred  years 
have  rolled  over  since  then,  and  now,  if  Archbishop 
Riordan  or  Bishop  Montgomery  should  break  loose  with  a 
tale  of  a  fairy-like  palace  bursting  out  of  a  plain   for  their 


accommodation,  people  would  beset  them  with  inquiries  as 
to  the  locality  and  the  materials  of  the  palace,  and  if  the 
answers  were  not  satisfactory,  the  whole  power  of  the 
church  would  not  protect  the  prelates  from  ridicule.  At 
Rome,  it  seems,  the  churchmen  do  not  belong  to  their 
period. 

The  New  York  papers  are  discussing  with  respectful  awe 
the  fact  that  "  three  society  men  have  gone  into  trade."  The 
three  society  men  are  Mr.  Charles  Raoul-Duval,  Mr.  Fred 
de  Peyster  Hall,  and  Mr.  C.  Albert  Stevens,  of  Castle 
Point  (who  married  Miss  May  Brady).  These  three  gen- 
tlemen have  gone  into  the  wholesale  liquor  business,  on 
Pine  Street,  in  New  York  city,  and  awe-stricken  reporters 
have  been  sent  to  interview  them.  From  the  accounts 
given  by  these  plebeians,  it  would  seem  that  the  three  so- 
ciety men  have  desks,  chairs,  and  such  things  in  their  offices 
very  similar  to  those  used  by  ordinary  business  men.  But, 
none  the  less,  the  wondering  New  York  journals  print  col- 
umns about  them,  and  speak  with  a  certain  solemnity  about 
"  members  of  the  inner  circle  of  fashionable  New  York  so- 
ciety going  into  trade." 

Well,  what  of  it  ?  Why  should  they  not  go  into  trade  ? 
Most  of  their  fathers  were,  and  all  of  their  grandfathers. 
Is  there  any  special  haemoglobin  in  the  blood  of  a  New  York 
"society  man"  which  renders  him  rarer  or  more  precious 
than  the  rest  of  us  ?  Is  there  any  line  of  demarcation  be- 
tween a  New  York  man  whose  grandparent  sold  salt  fish  on 
Fulton  Street  and  a  Chicago  man  whose  grandpa  mauled 
rails  in  Injyan  ?  If  so,  what  is  it?  Is  there  any  distinct 
descent  involved  in  a  fishmonger's  grandson  selling  rum  ? 
And  if  there  are  patricians  in  New  York  and  plebeians  in 
the  rest  of  the  country,  let  us  have  some  outward  and  visible 
sign  by  which  we  may  know  them. 

We  are  glad  to  hear  that  Messrs.  Charles  Raoul-Duval, 
Fred  de  Peyster  Hall,  and  C.  Albert  Stevens,  of  Castle  Point 
(who  married  Miss  May  Brady),  have  gone  into  trade. 
They  may  make  some  money  and  learn  something.  They 
will  certainly  learn  something.  But  we  hope  they  do  not 
think  they  are  stepping  down  when  they  "go  into  trade," 
They  are  not.  This  is  a  country  of  trade,  and  any  man  who 
is  ashamed  to  be  "  in  trade  "  had  better  leave  the  country. 
It  is  not  suited  for  him. 

No,  there  is  nothing  to  be  ashamed  of  in  going  "  into 
trade."  If  the  trade  itself  is  all  right,  there  is  no  shame 
attaching  to  it.  But  while  we  congratulate  these  three 
"  society  men  "  on  going  into  trade,  we  can  not  praise  the 
branch  that  they  have  chosen.  Messrs.  Raoul-Duval,  Hall, 
and  Stevens  need  not  be  ashamed  of  going  into  trade.  But 
in  our  opinion  they  might  very  easily  be  ashamed  of  going 
into  the  whisky  trade. 

The  constitutional  amendments  that  are  to  be  voted  upon 
at  the  coming  election  are  being  overlooked,  owing  to  the 
more  lively  interest  that  centres  around  the  various  candi- 
dates. And  yet  a  change  in  the  fundamental  law  of  the 
State  is  far  more  important  and  more  iar-reaching  in  its  re- 
sults than  the  election  of  any  candidate  can  be.  At  the 
election  next  month,  nine  constitutional  amendments  will  be 
submitted  to  the  voters,  and  these  should  not  be  adopted  or 
rejected  without  due  consideration.  It  is  undoubtedly  true 
that  the  amendments  are  more  likely  to  be  adopted  than  re- 
jected ;  they  will  have  in  their  favor  the  vote  of  those  who 
welcome  any  change,  and  also  the  vote  of  those  complacent, 
easy-going  people  who  do  not  care  enough  about  the  matter 
to  read  the  amendments,  but  suppose  somebody  wants  the 
change,  and  will  therefore  vote  for  it.  It  therefore  becomes 
the  more  necessary  for  others  to  consider  the  merits  of  each 
amendment  more  carefully,  and  to  oppose  those  that  would 
work  evil. 

The  governor's  proclamation  includes  nine  amendments, 
three  of  which  relate  to  taxation  and  its  machinery,  two  to 
the  legislature,  and  the  others  affect  the  interests  of  voters, 
aliens,  the  public  schools,  and  the  municipal  government  of 
this  city.  Some  confusion  will  arise  from  the  fact  that  in 
the  governor's  proclamation  the  amendments  are  numbered 
from  one  to  nine,  while  upon  the  ballots  they  will  receive  the 
designations  under  which  they  were  adopted  by  the  legis- 
lature. The  simplest  plan  to  overcome  this  difficulty  is  to 
memorize  the  designations  of  those  that  are  to  be  voted 
against,  for  the  greater  number  of  the  proposed  amendments 
should  be  voted  for. 

Of  the  three  amendments  relating  to  taxation,  two  increase 
the  exemptions  now  provided  for  by  the  constitution.  Public 
libraries  and  museums  free  to  the  public  are  proposed  to  be 
exempted  from  taxation  in  the  same  manner  that  other  public 
property  used  for  educational  purposes  is  now  exempted. 
The  provision  is  a  good  one,  and  should  be  adopted.  These 
institutions  supplement  the  work  of  the  public  schools  and 
reach  out  in  directions  that  the  public  schools  can  not  touch  ; 
the  whole  people  are  directly  interested  .n  the  prosperity  of 
such  institutions  and  should  strengthen  them  in  the  good 
work    they   are   doing.     The   other    of    these   amendments 


October  29,  1894. 


THE        ARGONAUT. 


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exempts  young  orchards  and  vineyards  from  taxation  until 
they  are  in  bearing.  This  provision  has  even  more  to  recom- 
mend it  than  the  existing  provision  exempting  growing  crops, 
for  the  latter  can  be  converted  into  money  before  the  taxes 
would  be  due,  while  the  vineyardist  or  orchard  ist  must  wait 
three  or  four  years  before  he  can  hope  for  any  return  from  his 
investment.  The  fruit  and  grape  interests  of  this  State  are  its 
chief  sources  of  prosperity,  and  should  be  fostered  in  every 
legitimate  way.  The  third  of  the  taxation  amendments  pro- 
vides for  an  increase  in  the  membership  of  the  State  board  of 
equalization.  Under  the  present  provision,  one  member  of 
the  board  is  elected  from  each  congressional  district  as 
they  existed  in  1879,  constituting  a  board  of  four  members. 
The  amendment  proposes  to  elect  one  member  from  each 
congressional  district  as  they  exist  at  present,  increasing  the 
membership  of  the  board  to  seven.  The  change  would  be 
a  slight  gain  to  San  Francisco  and  a  greater  gain  to  the 
southern  counties.  Under  the  present  division,  San  Fran- 
cisco has  one  member  and  the  southern  counties  one. 
Under  the  proposed  amendment,  San  Mateo  and  Santa 
Clara  would  be  taken  from  the  list  of  southern  counties  and 
added  to  San  Francisco,  and  each  of  these  two  divisions 
would  have  two  members.  So  far  as  it  goes  the  change  is  a 
good  one  ;  it  makes  the  representation  more  nearly  in  pro- 
portion to  population.  It  should  have  provided,  however, 
for  a  change  in  the  equalization  districts  whenever  the  con- 
gressional districts  are;  changed. 

Of  the  two  amendments  relating  to  the  legislature,  one 
provides  that  new  counties  shall  be  formed  by  general  in- 
stead of  special  laws  ;  the  other  affects  the  pay  of  legis- 
lators, slightly  more  than  doubling  the  compensation  they 
now  receive.  The  first  is  good,  the  second  is  bad.  During 
the  last  two  or  three  sessions  of  the  legislature,  the  division 
of  counties  has  obstructed  the  work  of  both  houses  and  has 
been  attended  by  scandals  innumerable.  The  proposed 
amendment  would  effect  a  happy  deliverance  from  such 
things.  The  proposal  to  increase  the  pay  of  legislators  from 
four  hundred  and  eighty  dollars — the  maximum  at  present — 
to  one  thousand  dollars  has  nothing  to  recommend  it.  The 
expense  of  each  legislative  session  is  now  enormous  ;  the 
proposed  amendment  does  not  aim  at  curtailing  any  of  the 
extravagances  that  now  disgrace  that  body,  but,  instead,  pro- 
poses to  increase  them.  This  amendment — Senate  Amend- 
ment No.  20— should  be  defeated. 

Among  the  other  amendments,  that  requiring  an  educa- 
tional qualification  for  voters  does  not  need  any  discussion. 
It  has  already  been  considered  by  the  people  and  demanded 
by  them.  The  proposed  change  in  the  membership  of  the 
State  board  of  education,  by  which  to  the  present  member- 
ship are  added  the  president  and  professor  of  pedagogy  of 
the  State  University,  is  also  good,  and  should  receive  sup- 
port. The  amendment  prohibiting  the  holding  of  land  in 
this  State  by  aliens  is  a  foolish  sop  thrown  to  the  Populists. 
Under  other  circumstances,  this  might  be  a  desirable  pro- 
vision, but  we  have  in  this  State  vast  tracts  of  unimproved 
land  lying  idle  and  unproductive  because  of  lack  of  capital 
to  develop  it.  There  is  not  enough  capital  here  seeking  in- 
vestment, and  we  must  bring  in  foreign  capital  or  let  the 
land  lie  idle.  Should  foreign  capital  be  brought  here,  it 
would  increase  the  production  of  the  State  and,  conse- 
quently, the  prosperity.  Labor  would  be  employed,  all 
branches  of  business  would  be  patronized  and  receive  a  por- 
tion of  the  benefits.  The  resident  alien  would  contribute  to 
the  prosperity  of  the  community  in  every  way  that  a  citizen 
would  ;  the  non-resident  alien  would  take  but  a  very  small 
portion  of  his  profits  out  of  the  State.  This  amendment — 
Assembly  Amendment  No.  12 — should  be  defeated. 

The  last  amendment  refers  only  to  consolidated  cities  and 
counties  having  a  population  of  over  one  hundred  thousand, 
which  is  the  constitutional  designation  of  San  Francisco. 
The  constitution  now  provides  that  when  a  new  charter  is 
adopted  for  this  city  the  legislative  body  shall  consist  of 
two  houses.  The  amendment  proposes  to  make  the  ques- 
tion of  two  houses  optional  with  the  people.  This  is  in 
line  with  the  general  policy  of  the  constitution  granting 
self-government  to  cities  so  far  as  is  possible  ;  a  policy  that 
has  been  followed  in  two  previous  amendments. 

To  sum  up,  then,  seven  of  the  proposed  amendments 
should  be  adopted  and  two  defeated.  These  two  are  :  that 
prohibiting  aliens  holding  land — Assembly  Amendment  No. 
12  ;  and  that  increasing  the  pay  of  legislators — Senate 
Amendment  No.  20. 

According  to  a  recent  Washington  dispatch,  it  seems  that 
Congress  ought  to  appoint  an  art  censor  in  that  city.  The 
position  is  at  present  occupied  ex-officio  by  one  Colonel 
John  M.  Wilson,  "a  fine-looking  man  of  martial  bearing." 
Colonel  Wilson's  other  position  is  that  of  Superintendent  of 
Public  Buildings.  His  assumption  of  his  new  duties  came 
about  in  this  wise  :  The  well-known  picture,  "  Love  and 
Life,"  by  Watts,  the  celebrated  English  artist,  was  offered 
by  him  to  the  American  people  as  a  gift.     It  was  accepted 


by  Congress  at  its  last  session,  and  Secretary  Gresham  in- 
formed the  artist  that  his  gift  would  be  hung  in  the  White 
House.  It  may  be  well  to  say  here  that  the  picture  once 
hung  on  the  walls  of  the  Metropolitan  Museum  in  New 
York  during  an  entire  winter,  and  was  also  exhibited  at  the 
Chicago  Exposition.  The  canvas  shows  two  nude  figures, 
life  size,  yet  the  thousands  who  saw  it  in  New  York  and  the 
millions  who  saw  it  in  Chicago  do  not  seem  to  have 
been  shocked.  It  has  been  reserved  for  Washington  and 
for  Colonel  John  M.  Wilson  to  discover  "  immorality " 
where  it  was  previously  unsuspected.  This  is  Philistinism 
run  mad.  It  is  on  a  par  with  that  Washington  bureaucracy 
which  was  shocked  at  Augustus  St.  Gaudens  when  he  drew 
the  nude  figure  of  a  man  for  a  government  medal.  This 
particular  Washington  Bureau  compromised  by  putting 
"knee  pants"  on  the  objectionable  young  man.  Colonel 
John  M.  Wilson,  however,  is  firm.  He  refuses  to  hang  the 
picture  in  the  White  House.  We  suggest,  as  a  compromise, 
that  the  picture  be  hung  elsewhere,  and  that  in  its  place  there 
be  erected  a  niche  wherein  shall  stand,  posing  as  "  Modesty," 
the  form  of  Colonel  John  M.  Wilson — stuffed. 

In  one  of  his  speeches  the  other  day,  Mr.  McKinley  gave 
a  list  of  those  countries  which  adhere  to  protection,  and 
those  which  practice  free  trade.  The  meagre  list  of  the 
latter  must  have  astonished  our  Democratic  free-traders. 
It  included  practically  Great  Britain  and  two  or  three  of  her 
colonies.  Among  the  countries  which  have  a  protective 
tariff  is  Germany.  A  comparison  between  Germany  and 
Great  Britain  during  the  last  twenty-five  years  would  be  in- 
structive to  our  Democratic  free-traders. 

It  is  practically  a  quarter  of  a  century  since  Germany  be- 
came united,  when  the  old  Emperor  William  was  crowned 
at  Versailles.  Many  changes  at  once  took  place  in  the  Ger- 
man Empire.  The  free  cities  ceased  to  be  such,  and  became 
integral  parts  of  the  empire,  with  protective  duties.  The 
low  tariff  of  the  old  German  Zollverein  gave  place  to  the 
high  protective  tariff  which  now  prevails  throughout  the  em- 
pire. What  are  the  results  ?  According  to  our  Democratic 
free-traders,  Germany  should  have  slowly  declined  ;  instead 
of  that,  she  has  gone  ahead  with  leaps  and  bounds.  There 
is  probably  no  country  in  the  world  which  has  thrived  during 
the  last  twenty-five  years  so  much  as  Germany,  a  high  pro- 
tective country,  unless  it  be  the  United  States,  also  a  high 
protective  country.  Perhaps  had  it  not  been  for  Germany's 
enormous  military  system,  she  might  have  passed  us  in  the  race. 
As  it  is,  she  is  very  close.  Both  Berlin  and  Munich  increased 
thirty- five  per  cent,  in  population  between  1880  and  1890. 
Berlin,  which  had  eight  hundred  thousand  population  in 
1870,  had  over  one  million  six  hundred  thousand  according 
to  the  census  of  1S90.  There  has  been  no  increase  in 
Great  Britain  to  equal  that.  But  waiving  the  question  of 
the  increase  of  population  in  Berlin,  where  court  and  army 
influence  doubtless  had  much  effect,  the  increase  in  other 
German  cities  is  amazing.  And  not  only  has  Germany  in- 
creased in  population,  but  in  trade.  Hamburg  is  vastly 
richer,  busier,  and  more  populous  than  when  she  was  a 
free  city.  The  German  people  have  taken  away  trade  from 
the  British,  and  are  still  engaged  in  capturing  their  markets. 
They  are  even  selling  goods  under  the  Britons'  own  noses  and 
in  their  own  islands.  How,  then,  do  the  free-trade  theorists 
explain  this  ?  Germany  has  built  around  itself  the  wall  of 
a  protective  tariff.  But  we  see  nothing  of  the  ruin  which 
the  free-traders  claim  protection  brings  ;  on  the  contrary, 
Germany  seems  to  be  sharing  the  same  prosperity  which 
the  United  States  enjoys — or  rather  did  enjoy  before  fools, 
free-traders,  and  Democrats  took  the  reins. 


The  responsibilities  of  newspapers  are  about  to  be  put  to 
a  test  in  a  very  practical  way.  On  October  5th,  the  United 
Press  sent  out  to  all  its  newspapers  a  dispatch  stating  that 
one  Tyndall  Palmer  had  stolen  four  hundred  and  forty 
thousand  dollars  from  the  American  Incandescent  Light 
Company.  This  accusation  is  most  vigorously  denied  by  Mr. 
Palmer,  and  he  has  brought  suit  against  a  number  of  the 
journals  printing  the  dispatch,  and  is  preparing  to  bring 
suit  against  them  all.  The  number  of  papers  printing  the 
dispatch  was  about  three  hundred.  Mr.  Palmer  has  en- 
gaged Teneyck  &  Remington,  and  Tracy,  Boardman  & 
Piatt,  two  New  York  firms  of  attorneys,  to  handle  his  cases, 
and  they  are  employing  other  attorneys  all  over  the  country 
to  bring  the  suits  against  the  various  papers  involved.  The 
plaintiff  has  brought  suit  in  each  case  for  from  fifty  thou- 
sand dollars  upward,  according  to  the  importance  of  each 
paper.  Among  those  already  sued  are  the  New  York 
Sun,  the  New  York  Recorder,  the  Brooklyn  Eagle, 
the  Chicago  Herald^  the  Chicago  Post,  the  St.  Louis 
Republic,  the  St.  Louis  Chronicle,  the  St.  Louis  Post- 
Dispatch,  the  Indianapolis  IVeit/s,  and  a  number  of  other 
less  known  journals.  It  is  a  rather  embarrassing  suit.  Of 
course,  the  newspapers  involved  will  plead  that  there  was  no 
malice  in  the  publication.     But  Tyndall   may  retort  that  to 


have  three  hundred  newspapers  scattered  over  the  country 
(all  of  them  with  "  the  largest  circulation  ")  printing  that  he 
was  a  thief,  is,  if  not  malicious,  extremely  careless.  The 
English  courts  have  decided  that  a  man  whose  eye  was  put 
out  by  a  careless  person's  handling  of  an  umbrella  could 
recover  damages  from  the  careless  person.  The  cases  seem 
to  be  parallel.  It  is  probable  that  most  of  the  suits  will  be 
compromised,  and  that  the  unlucky  newspapers  will  hence- 
forth be  sadder  and  more  careful. 

Here  are  a  few  points  about  the  workings  of  the  Demo- 
cratic government  that  will  be  of  interest  to  both  Democrats 
and  Republicans. 

During  the  year  ending  June,  1894,  the  Pennsylvania 
Railroad  expended  $5,000,000  less  on  extending  and  main- 
taining their  lines  than  during  the  year  before  ;  this  means 
that  the  mechanics  and  laboring  men  of  the  country  lost 
exactly  that  amount  in  wages.  The  Pennsylvania  did  not 
spend  the  money  because  it  did  not  have  it  to  spend.  Rail- 
roads generally  are  not  doing  well.  The  Illinois  Central, 
another  great  system,  had  a  comparative  loss  of  $510,003  in 
August,  and  a  gross  loss  of  $635,819  in  September. 

The  exports  of  breadstuffs,  provisions,  and  mineral  oil 
from  the  United  States  during  September  amounted  to 
$8,646,567,  as  against  $18,152,886  for  the  same  month  last 
year.  The  exports  of  breadstuffs  alone  during  September 
were  nearly  $10,000,000  less  than  for  the  same  month  last 
year.  During  the  nine  months  just  elapsed,  the  exports  of 
breadstuffs  have  fallen  off  over  $50,000,000.  During  the 
nearly  two  years  of  Democratic  control,  the  custom-house 
figures  show  a  falling  off  of  over  $350,000,000  in  the  ex- 
port trade  of  the  country,  and  most  of  that  in  agricultural 
exports. 

How  do  the  farmers  like  this  sort  of  thing?  How  about 
those  "markets  of  the  world"  that  the  Democratic  stump- 
speakers  used  to  rave  about  ? 


In  Chicago,  last  week,  offices  were  opened  for  the  regis- 
tration of  women,  who  are  to  be  allowed  to  vote  for 
university  trustees.  It  is  designed,  we  believe,  to  give  the 
ballot  to  the  women  of  Chicago  in  electing  other  educational 
officers  as  well.  But  the  results  of  the  registration  did  not 
indicate  any  marked  enthusiasm  for  the  suffrage  among  the 
women  of  the  Lake  City.  Pessimists  say  that  this  is  due  to 
the  fact  that  the  ladies  have  to  swear  to  their  ages  when 
they  register.  Women  do  not  like  to  tell  their  ages,  but 
neither  do  they  like  to  commit  perjury.  Hence  they  stay 
away.  It  is  estimated  that  there  are  over  200,000  women  of 
voting  age  in  Chicago.  Yet  only  10,378  registered.  This 
is  a  trifle  over  five  per  cent.  Can  it  be  possible,  after  all 
the  shrieking  we  have  heard  from  down-trodden  and  op- 
pressed woman,  that  only  five  per  cent,  of  her  wants  to 
vote? 


As  a  couple  of  straws  showing  how  the  Democratic  busi- 
ness boom  is  getting  along  since  they  passed  their  Sugar 
Trust  Tariff,  we  submit  these :  The  bank  clearances  for 
seventy-two  cities  in  the  United  States  during  the  week  end- 
ing October  nth  were  $927,428,877,  a  decrease  of  twenty- 
one  per  cent,  from  the  same  week  two  years  ago,  when  the 
Republicans  were  in  power,  and  a  decrease  of  seven  and 
one-half  per  cent  from  the  preceding  week  of  October  4, 
1894,  which  had  itself  shown  a  decrease  from  the  week  be- 
fore that.  The  Democratic  business  boom  is  making  some 
headway,  but,  like  the  crab,  it  seems  to  be  going  backward. 

REPUBLICAN    TICKET. 

.  .   —Governor MORRIS  M.  ESTEE,  of  Napa 

. . . — Lieutenant-Governor S.  G.  MILLARD,  of  Los  Angeles 

. .  —Secretary  of  State L.  H.  BROWN,  of  Alameda 

.  —Controller E.  P.  COLGAN,  of  Sonoma 

. .  ,  —Treasurer LEVI  RACKLIFF,  of  San  Luis  Obispo 

.  .  —Attorney-General W.  F.  FITZGERALD,  of  San  Francisco 

. .  . — Superintendent  Public  Instruction. SAML.  BLACK,  of  Ventura 

...—Surveyor-General M.J.  WRIGHT,  of  Tulare 

. .  .—Clerk  Supreme  Court T.  H.  WARD,  of  Los  Angeles 

...—Slate  Printer A.  J.  JOHNSTON,  of  Sacramento 

..   —Railroad  Comm'r,  ist  Dist.AVM.  BECKMAN,  of  Sacramento 

. . . — Railroad  Commissioner,  2d  District.  .J.  O.  EARL,  of  Alameda 

. . . — Railroad  Comm'r,  3d  District. .  W.  K.  CLARK,  of  San  Joaquin 

—Justice  Sup.  Ct.  (long  term).     F.  W.  HENSHAW,  of  Alameda 

—Justice  Sup.  Ct.  (long  term).   E.  S.  TORRANCE,  of  San  Diego 

—justice  Sup.  Ct.  (short  term)     . . .  W.  C.  VAN  FLEET,  of  S.  F. 

...—Board  of  Equalization,  ist  Dist.  .  A.  CHESEBROUGH,  ofS.  F. 

,  .   —Board  of  Equalization.  2d  Dist.L.  C.  MOREHOL'SE.of  Alameda 

—Board  of  Equalization,  3d  Dist... JACKSON  EBY.  of  Red  Bluff 

. .   —Board  of  Equalization,  4th  Dist. GEO.  L.  ARNOLD,  of  Los  Ang 


For  Congress  : 

-First  District     JOHN  A.  BARNHAM,  of  Sonoma 

-Second  District GROVE  L.  JOHNSON,  of  Sacramento 

-Third  District  .S.  G.  HILBORN.  of  Alameda 

-Fourth  District      T.  B.  SHANNON,  of  San  Francisco 

-Fifth  District E.  F.  LOUD,  of 

-Sixth  District JAMES  McLACHL  . 

-Seventh  District  W.  W.  BOW  I 


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THE 


ARGONAUT. 


October  29,  1894. 


THE    ENCHANTED    BURRO. 

Lelo  dropped  the  point  of  his  heavy  irrigating-hoe  and 
stood  with  chin  dented  upon  the  rude  handle,  looking  in- 
tently to  the  east.  Around  his  bare  ankles  the  rill  from  the 
acequia  eddied  a  moment,  and  then  sucked  through  the  gap 
in  the  little  ridge  of  earth  which  bounded  the  irrigating-bed. 
The  early  sun  was  yellow  as  gold  upon  the  crags  of  the 
mesa — that  league-long  front  of  ragged  cliffs  whose  sand- 
stones, black-capped  by  the  lava  of  the  immemorial  Year  of 
Fire,  here  wall  the  valley  of  the  Rio  Grande  on  the  west. 
Where  a  spur  of  the  frowning  Kumai  runs  out,  is  a  little 
bay  in  the  cliffs  ;  and  here  the  outermost  fields  of  Isleta 
were  turning  green  with  spring.  The  young  wheat  swayed 
and  whispered  to  the  water,  whose  scouts  stole  about  amid 
the  stalks,  and  came  back  and  called  their  fellows  forward, 
and  spread  hither  and  yon,  till  every  green  blade  was 
drinking  and  the  tide  began  to  creep  up  the  low  boundaries 
at  either  side.  Up  at  the  sluice-gate  a  small  but  eager 
stream  was  tumbling  from  the  big,  placid  ditch,  and  on  it 
came  till  it  struck  the  tiny  dam  which  closed  the  furrow 
just  beyond  Lelo,  and,  turning,  stole  past  him  again  to  join 
the  rest  amid  the  wheat.  The  irrigating-bed,  twenty  feet 
square,  filled  and  filled,  and  suddenly  the  gathered  puddle 
broke  down  a  barrier  and  came  romping  into  the  next  bed 
without  so  much  as  saying  "  By  your  leave."  And  here  it 
was  not  so  friendly  ;  for,  forgetting  that  it  had  come  only  to 
bring  a  drink,  it  went  stampeding  about,  knocking  down 
the  tender  blades  and  half  covering  them  with  mud.  At 
sound  of  this,  Lelo  seemed  suddenly  to  waken,  and  lifting 
with  his  hoe  the  few  clods  which  dammed  the  furrow,  he 
dropped  them  into  the  first  gap,  and  jumping  into  the  sec- 
ond bed,  repaired  its  barrier  also  with  a  few  strokes.  Then 
he  let  in  a  gentler  stream  from  the  furrow. 

"  Pocoy  and  I  should  have  lost  a  bed,"  he  said  to  him- 
self, good-naturedly.  Bias  always  took  things  easy,  and  I 
presume  that  is  the  reason  no  one  ever  called  him  anything 
but  Lelo — "Slow-poke" — for  Indian  boys  are  as  given  to 
nicknames  as  are  any  others,  and  the  mote  had  stuck  to 
him  ever  since  its  invention.  He  was  rather  slow — this 
big,  powerful  boy,  with  a  round,  heavy  chin  and  a  face  less 
clear-cut  than  was  common  in  the  pueblo.  Old  'Lipe  had 
taken  to  wife  a  Navajo  captive,  and  all  could  see  that  the 
boy  carried  upon  his  father's  strong  frame  the  flatter,  more 
stolid  features  of  his  mother's  nomad  people. 

But  now  the  face  seemed  not  quite  so  heavy  ;  for  again 
he  was  looking  toward  the  pueblo  and  bending  his  head  as 
one  who  listens  for  a  far  whisper.  There  it  came  again — a 
faint,  faint  air  which  not  one  of  us  could  have  heard,  but 
to  this  Indian  boy  it  told  of  shouts  and  mingled  wails. 

"What  will  be?"  cried  Lelo,  stamping  his  hoe  upon  the 
barrier,  and  with  unwonted  fire  in  his  eyes.  "  For  surely  I 
hear  the  voice  of  women  lamenting,  and  there  are  men's 
shouts  as  in  anger.  Something  heavy  it  will  be — and  per- 
haps I  am  needed."  Splashing  up  to  the  ditch,  he  shut  the 
gate  and  threw  down  his  hoe,  and  a  moment  later  was 
running  toward  Isleta  with  the  long,  heavy,  tireless  stride 
that  was  the  jest  of  the  other  boys  in  the  rabbit-hunt,  but 
left  Lelo  not  so  very  far  behind  them  after  all. 

In  the  pueblo  was,  indeed,  excitement  enough.  Little 
knots  of  the  swart  people  stood  here  and  there,  talking 
earnestly,  but  low  ;  in  the  broad,  flat  plaza  were  many 
hurrying  to  and  fro  ;  and  in  the  street  beyond  was  a  great 
crowd  about  a  house  whence  arose  the  long,  wild  wails  of 
mourners. 

"What  is,  Ho  Diego?"  asked  Lelo,  stopping  where  a 
number  of  men  stood  in  gloomy  silence.  "  What  has  be- 
fallen ?  For  even  in  the  milpa  I  heard  the  cries,  and  came 
running  to  see." 

"  It  is  ill,"  answered  the  old  man  he  had  addressed  as 
uncle.  "  It  seems  that  Those  Above  are  angry  with  us  ! 
For  this  morning  the  captain  of  war  finds  himself  dead  in 
bed — and  scalped !  And  no  tracks  of  man  were  about  his 
door." 

"  Ay,  all  is  ill ! "  groaned  a  short,  heavy-set  man,  in  a 
frayed  blanket.  "  For  yesterday,  coming  from  the  lla?io 
with  my  burro,  I  met  a  stranger — a  barbaro.  And,  blowing 
upon  Paloma,  he  bewitched  the  poor  beast  so  that  it  sprang 
off  the  trail  and  was  killed  at  the  bottom  of  the  cliff.  It 
lacked  only  that !  Last  month  it  was  the  raid  of 
the  Cumanche  ;  and,  though  we  followed  and  slew  many 
of  the  robbers  and  got  back  many  animals,  yet  mine 
were  not  found,  and  this  was  the  very  last  that  remained 
to  me." 

" Pero,  Don  'Colas!"  cried  Lelo,  "your  burro  I  saw 
this  very  morning  as  I  went  to  the  field  before  the  sun. 
Paloma  it  was,  with  the  white  face  and  the  white  hind  foot 
— for  do  I  not  know  him  well  ?  He  was  passing  through 
the  bushes  under  the  cliffs  at  the  point,  and  turned  to  look 
at  me  as  I  crossed  the  fields  below." 

"  Vaya  /"  cried  Nicolas,  angrily.  "Did  I  not  see  him, 
with  these  my  eyes,  jump  the  cliff  of  two  hundred  feet 
yesterday,  and  with  these  my  hands  feel  him  at  the  foot 
that   he   was   dead  ?     Go,   with    your   stories    of    a  stupid, 

for » 

But  here  the  a/jfuaiil,  who  was  one  of  the  group,  inter- 
rupted  :  "  Lelo  has  no  fool's  eyes,  and  this  thing  I  shall 
look  into.  Since  this  morning,  many  things  look  suspicious. 
Come,  show  me  where  fell  thy  burro — for  to  me  ail  these 
doings  are  cousins  one  to  another." 

Nicolas,  with  angry  confidence,  accompanied  the  broad- 
shouldered  Indian  sheriff,  and  their  companions  followed 
silently.  Across  the  adobe-walled  gardens  they  trudged, 
and  into  the  sandy  "  draw,"  whose  trail  led  up  the  cliff  and 
up  among  the  jumble  of  fallen  crags  at  one  side. 

"  Yonder  he  jumped  off,"  said  'Colas,  "and  fell "    But 

even    then    he    rubbed    his    eyes    and    turned    pale.       For 

where  he  had  left  the  limp,  bleeding  carcass  of  poor  Paloma 

twenty-four  hours  before,  there  was  now  nothing  to  be 

1  tnly,  upon  a  rock,  were  a  few  red  blotches. 
.   hat  is  this  !"  demanded  the  alguazil,  sternly.     "  Hast 
Indden  him   away?     Claro  that   something  fell  here— 


for  there  is  blood  and  a  tuft  of  hair  upon  yon  stone.     But 
where  is  the  burro  ? " 

"  How  should  I  hide  him,  since  he  was  dead  as  the  rocks  ? 
It  is  withcraft,  I  tell  you — for  see  !  There  are  no  tracks  of 
him  going  away,  even  where  the  earth  is  soft.  And  for  the 
coyotes  and  wildcats — they  would  have  left  his  bones.  The 
gentile  I  met — he  is  the  witch.  First  he  gave  the  evil  eye 
to  my  poor  beast,  that  it  killed  itself ;  and  now  he  has  flown 
away  in  its  shape  to  do  other  ills." 

'  It  can  be  so,"  mused  the  alguazil,  gravely  ;  "  but  in  the 
meantime  there  is  no  remedy — I  have  to  answer  to  the 
fathers  of  medicine  for  you  who  bring  such  stories  of  dead 
burros,  but  can  not  show  them.  For,  I  tell  you,  this  has 
something  to  say  for  the  deed  that  was  done  in  the  pueblo 
this  morning.     Al  calabos  /" 

Half  an  hour  later,  poor  Nicolas  was  squatted  discon- 
solately upon  the  bare  floor  of  the  adobe  jail — that  simple 
prison  from  which  no  one  of  the  simple  prisoners  ever 
thinks  to  dig  out.  It  is  not  so  much  the  clay  wall  that 
holds  them,  as  the  authority  of  law,  which  no  Pueblo  ever 
yet  questioned. 

"'ColaVs  burro"  was  soon  in  every  mouth.  The  strange 
story  of  its  death  and  its  reappearance  to  Lelo  were  not 
to  be  mocked  at.  So  it  used  to  be,  that  the  animals  were 
as  people  ;  and  every  one  knew  that  there  were  witches  still 
who  took  the  forms  of  brutes  and  flew  by  night  to  work 
mischief.  Perhaps  it  was  some  hechizero  of  the  Cumanche 
who  thus,  by  the  aid  of  the  evil  ones,  was  avenging  the 
long-haired  horse-thieves  who  had  fallen  at  Tajique.  And 
now  Pascual,  returning  from  a  ranch  across  the  river,  made 
known  that,  sitting  upon  his  roof  all  night  to  think  of  the 
year,  he  had  been  aware  of  a  burro  that  passed  down  the 
street  even  to  the  house  of  the  war  captain  ;  after  which  he 
had  noticed  it  no  more.     Clearly,  then  ! 

Some  even  thought  that  Lelo  should  be  imprisoned,  since 
he  had  seen  the  burro  in  the  morning.  And  when,  search- 
ing anew,  they  found  in  a  splinter  of  the  captain's  door  a 
long,  .coarse,  gray  hair,  every  man  looked  about  him  sus- 
piciously. But  there  was  no  other  clew — save  that  Fran- 
cisco^ the  cleverest  of  hunters,  called  the  officials  to  a  little 
corner  of  the  street,  where  the  people  had  not  crowded,  and 
pointed  to  some  dim  marks  in  the  sand. 

"  Que  importa  ?"  said  the  gray-haired  governor,  shrugging 
his  shoulders,  as  he  leaned  on  his  staff  of  office  and  looked 
closely.  "In  Isleta  there  are  two  thousand  burros,  and  their 
paths  are  everywhere." 

"  But  see  !  "  persisted  the  trailer.  "  Are  they  like  this  ? 
For  this  brute  was  lame  in  all  the  legs,  so  that  his  feet  fell 
over  to  the  inside  a  little  instead  of  coming  flatly  down.  It 
will  be  the  Enchanted  Burro  ! " 

"Ahu/"  cried  Lelo,  who  stood  by.  "And  this  morning 
when  I  passed  the  burro  of  Don  'Colas  in  the  bushes,  I  saw 
that  it  was  laming  along  as  if  its  legs  were  stiff." 

By  now  no  one  doubted  that  there  was  witchcraft  afoot, 
and  the  officials  whose  place  it  is  were  taking  active  meas- 
ures to  preserve  the  pueblo.  The  Cacique  sat  in  his  closed 
house  fasting  and  praying,  with  ashes  upon  his  head.  The 
Cum-pa-huit-la-wen  were  running  here  and  there  with  their 
sacred  bows  and  arrows,  prying  into  every  corner,  if  haply 
they  might  find  a  witch.  In  the  house  of  mourning  the 
Shamans  were  blinding  the  eyes  of  the  ghosts  that  none 
might  follow  the  trail  of  the  dead  captain  and  do  him  harm 
before  he  should  reach  the  safe  other  world.  And  in  the 
medicine-house  the  Father  of  All  Medicine  was  blowing  the 
slow  smoke  across  the  sacred  bowl  to  read  in  that  magic 
mirror  the  secrets  of  the  whole  world. 

But  in  spite  of  everything,  a  curse  seemed  to  have  fallen 
upon  the  peaceful  town.  Lucero,  the  third-assistant  war 
captain,  did  not  return  with  his  flock,  and  when  searchers 
went  to  the  llano,  they  found  him  lying  by  a  chapparo,  dead, 
and  his  sheep  gone.  But  worst  of  all,  he  was  scalped,  and 
all  the  wisdom  of  that  cunning  head  had  been  carried  away 
to  enrich  the  mysterious  foe — for  the  soul  and  talents  of  an 
Indian  go  with  his  hair,  according  to  Indian  belief.  And  in 
a  day  or  two  came  running  Antonio  Peralta  to  the  pueblo, 
gray  as  the  dead  and  without  his  blanket.  Herding  his 
father's  horses  back  of  the  Accursed  Hill,  he  sat  upon  a 
block  of  lava  to  watch  them.  As  they  grazed,  a  lame  burro 
came  around  the  hill  grazing  toward  them.  And  when  it  was 
among  them,  they  suddenly  raised  their  heads  in  fear  and 
snorted  and  turned  to  run ;  but  the  burro,  rising  like  a 
mountain-lion,  sprang  upon  one  of  them  and  fastened  on  its 
neck,  and  all  the  caballada  stampeded  to  the  west,  the 
accursed  burro  still  perched  upon  its  victim  and  tearing  it. 
Ay  !  a  gray  burro,  Jovero,  and  with  a  white  foot  behind. 
Antonio  had  his  musket,  but  he  dared  not  fire  after  this 
witch-beast.  And  here  were  twelve  more  good  horses  gone 
of  what  the  Cumanche  robbers  had  left. 

By  now  the  whole  pueblo  was  wrought  to  the  highest  ten- 
sion. That  frightful  doubt  which  seizes  a  people  oppressed 
by  supernatural  fears  brooded  everywhere.  No  man  but 
was  sure  that  the  man  he  hated  was  mixed  up  in  the  witch- 
craft ;  no  man  who  was  disliked  by  any  one  but  felt  the 
finger  of  suspicion  pointing  at  him.  People  grew  dumb, 
and  moody,  and  looked  at  each  other  from  the  corner  of  the 
eye  as  they  passed  without  even  a  kindly  "  Hina-ku-fwiUi 
neighbor."  As  for  work,  that  was  almost  forgotten,  though 
the  fields  cried  out  for  care.  No  one  dared  take  a  flock  to 
the  llano,  and  few  went  even  to  their  gardens.  There  were 
medicine-makings  every  night  to  exorcise  the  evil  spirits,  and 
the  Shamans  worked  wonders,  and  the  medicine-guards 
prowled  high  and  low  for  witches.  The  Cacique  sat  always 
in  his  house,  seeing  no  one,  nor  eating,  but  torturing  his  flesh 
for  the  safety  of  his  people. 

And  still  there  was  no  salvation.  Not  a  night  went  by  but 
some  new  outrage  befell — now  it  was  a  swooping  away  of 
herds,  now  some  man  of  the  wisest  and  brave§t  was  slain 
and  scalped  in  his  bed.  And  always  there  were  no  more 
tracks  than  those  of  a  burro,  stiff-kneed,  whose  hoofs  did 
not  strike  squarely  upon  the  ground.  Many,  also,  caught 
glimpses  of  the  Enchanted  Burro  as  they  peered  at  midnight 
from  their  dark  windows.  Sometimes  he  plodded  mourn- 
fully  along   the   uncertain   streets,  as  burros  do  ;  but  some 


vowed  that  he  came  down  suddenly  from  the  sky,  as  alight- 
ing from  a  long  flight.  Without  a  doubt,  old  Melo  had  seen 
the  brute  walk  up  the  ladder  of  Ambrosio's  house  the  very 
night  Ambrosio  was  found  dead  in  the  little  lookout-room 
upon  his  own  roof.  And  a  burro  which  could  climb  a  ladder 
could  certainly  fly. 

On  the  fourth  day,  Lelo  could  stand  it  no  longer.  "  I  am 
going  to  the  field,"  he  said,  "  before  the  wheat  dies.  For  it 
is  as  well  to  be  eaten  by  the  witches  now  as  that  we  should 
starve  to  death  next  winter,  when  there  will  be  nothing  to 
eat." 

"What  tonteria  is  this?"  cried  the  neighbors.  "Does 
Lelo  think  he  is  stronger  than  the  Ghosts  ?  Let  him  stay 
behind  those  who  are  more  men." 

But  Lelo  had  another  trait,  quite  as  marked  as  his  slow- 
ness and  good  nature.  When  his  deliberate  mind  was  made 
up,  there  was  no  turning  him,  and,  though  he  was  as  terri- 
fied as  any  one  by  the  awful  happenings  of  the  week,  he  had 
decided  to  attend  to  his  field.  So  he  only  answered  the 
taunts  with  a  stolid,  respectful :  "  No,  I  do  not  put  myself 
against  the  Ghosts.  But  perhaps  they  will  let  me  alone, 
knowing  that  my  mother  has  now  no  one  else  to  feed  her." 
The  flat-faced  mother  brought  him  two  tortillas  for  lunch  ; 
and,  putting  her  hands  upon  his  shoulders,  looked  at  him  a 
moment  from  wet  eyes,  saying  not  a  word.  And,  slinging 
over  his  shoulder  the  bow-case  and  quiver,  Lelo  trudged 
away. 

He  plodded  along  the  crooked  meadow-road,  white- 
patched  here  and  there  with  crystals  of  alkali ;  jumped  the 
main  irrigating-ditch  with  a  great  bound,  and  took  across 
lots  over  the  adobe  fences  and  through  the  vineyards  and 
the  orchards  of  apple,  peach,  and  apricot. 

In  the  farther  edge  of  the  last  orchard  stood  a  tiny  adobe 
house,  where  old  Reyes  had  lived  in  the  summer-time  to 
guard  her  ripening  fruits.  Since  her  death  it  had  been 
abandoned,  with  the  garden,  and  next  summer  the  Junta  could 
allot  it  to  any  one  who  asked,  since  it  would  have  been  left 
unfilled  for  five  years.  The  house  was  half  hidden  from 
sight — overshadowed  on  one  side  by  ancient  pear-trees  and 
on  the  other  by  the  black  cliffs  of  an  advance  guard  of  the 
lava- flow. 

As  he  passed  the  ruined  casita,  Lelo  suddenly  stooped 
and  began  looking  anxiously  at  a  footprint  in  the  soft  earth. 
"That  was  from  no  moccasin  of  the  Tee-wahn,"  he  mut- 
tered to  himself,  "  for  the  sole  is  flatter  than  ours.  And  it 
comes  out  of  the  house,  where  no  one  ever  goes,  now  that 
Grandmother  Reyes  is  dead.  But  this  f  For  in  three  steps 
it  is  no  more  the  foot  of  a  man,  but  of  a  beast — going  even 
to  the  bushes  where  I  saw  the  Enchanted  Burro  that  morn- 
ing " — and  all  of  a  tremble,  Lelo  leaned  up  against  the  wall 
of  the  house.  It  was  all  he  could  do  to  keep  from  turning 
and  bolting  for  home — and  you  need  not  laugh  at  him. 
The  bow-case  at  his  side  was  from  the  tawny  mountain-lion 
Lelo  had  slain  with  his  own  hands  in  the  canons  of  the 
Tetilla  ;  and  when  Refugio,  the  youngest  medicine-man  fell 
wounded  in  the  fore-front  of  the  fight  at  Tajique,  it  was 
Lelo  who  had  lumbered  forward  and  brought  him  away  in 
his  arms,  saving  his  life  and  hair  from  the  Cumanche  knife. 
But  it  takes  a  braver  man  to  stand  against  his  own  supersti- 
tions than  to  face  wild  beast  or  wilder  savage  ;  and  now, 
though  Lelo  did  not  flee,  his  knees  smote  together  and  the 
blood  seemed  to  have  left  his  head  dry  and  overlight.  He 
sat  down,  so  weak  was  he  ;  and,  with  back  against  the  wall, 
he  tried  to  gather  his  scattered  thoughts. 

At  that  very  moment,  if  Lelo  had  turned  his  head  a  very 
little  more  to  the  left  and  looked  at  one  particular  rift  in  the 
thorny  greasewoods  that  choked  the  foot  of  the  cliff,  he 
might  have  seen  two  dark,  hungry  eyes  fixed  upon  him  ; 
but  Lelo  was  not  looking  that  way  so  much  as  to  the  corner 
of  the  cliff.  There  he  would  have  to  pass  to  the  milpa; 
and  it  was  just  around  that  corner  that  he  had  seen  the  En- 
chanted Burro.  "  And  there  also  I  have  seen  the  mouth  of 
a  cave,  where  they  say  the  Ogres  used  to  live  and  where  no 
one  dares  to  enter " — and  he  shivered  again,  like  one  half 
frozen.  Then  he  did  look  back  to  the  left,  but  saw  nothing, 
for  the  eyes  were  no  longer  there.  Only,  a  few  rods  farther 
to  the  left,  and  where  Lelo  could  not  see  for  the  wall  at  his 
back,  the  tall,  white  ears  of  a  burro  were  moving  quietly 
along  in  the  bushes,  which  hid  the  rest  of  its  body.  Now 
and  then  the  animal  stopped  and  cocked  up  its  ears,  as  if  to 
listen  ;  and  its  eyes  rose  over  the  bush,  shining  with  a  deep, 
strange  light.  Just  beyond  was  the  low  adobe  wall  which 
separated  Reyes's  garden  from  the  next — running  from  the 
foot  of  the  cliff  down  past  the  old  house. 

To  go  on  to  the  milpa  needed  even  more  courage  than  to 
keep  from  fleeing  for  home,  and  cabezudo  as  he  was,  Lelo 
was  trying  to  muster  up  legs  and  heart  to  proceed.  He  even 
rose  to  his  feet  and  drew  back  his  elbows  fiercely,  straining 
the  muscles  of  his  chest,  where  there  seemed  to  be  such  a 
weight.  Just  around  the  corner  of  the  house,  at  that  same 
moment,  a  burro's  head,  with  white  ears  and  a  blazed  face, 
rose  noiselessly  above  the  adobe  fence,  and  seeing  nothing, 
a  pair  of  black  hoofs  come  up,  and  in  a  swift  bound  the 
animal  was  over  the  wall — so  lightly  that  even  the  sharp 
Indian  ears  not  fifteen  feet  away  heard  nothing  of  it. 

But  if  Lelo  did  not  notice,  a  sharper  watcher  did. 
"  Kay-ee-w'yoo  ! "  cried  a  complaining  voice,  and  a  brown 
bird  with  broad  wings  and  a  big,  round  head  went  fluttering 
from  its  perch  on  the  roof.  Lelo  started  violently,  and  then 
smiled  at  himself.  "  It  is  only  tecolote,"  he  muttered,  "the 
little  owl  that  lives  with  the  tusas,*  and  they  say  he  is  very 
wise.     To  see  where  he  went." 

The  boy  stole  around  the  corner  of  the  house,  but  the 
owl  was  nowhere  to  be  seen,  and  he  started  back. 

As  he  turned  the  angle  again,  he  caught  sight  of  a  burro's 
head  just  peeping  from  around  the  other  corner  ;  and  Lelo 
felt  the  blood  sinking  from  his  face.  The  beast  gave  a 
little  start  and  then  dropped  its  head  to  a  bunch  of  alfalfa 
that  was  green  at  the  corner.  But  this  did  not  relieve  Lelo's 
terror.  It  was  Paloma — dead  Paloma — now  the  Witch  Burro. 
There  was    no    mistaking  that  jovero  face.     And    plain   it 

■  Prairie  do^s. 


October  29,  1894. 


was,  too,  that  this  was  no  longer  burro-true,  but  one  of  the 
accursed  spirits  in  burro  shape.  Those  eyes !  They 
seemed,  in  that  swift  flash  in  which  they  had  met  Lelo's,  to 
be  sunk  far,  far  into  the  skull ;  and  he  was  sure  that  deep 
in  them  he  saw  a  dull  gleam  of  red.  And  the  ears  and 
head — they  were  touched  with  death,  too !  Their  skin 
seemed  hard  and  ridgy  as  a  rawhide,  instead  of  fitting  as 
the  skin  does  in  life.  So,  also,  was  the  neck  ;  but  no  more 
was  to  be  seen  for  the  angle  of  the  wall. 

There  are  men  who  die  at  seventy  without  having  lived  so 
long  or  suffered  so  much  as  Lelo  lived  and  suffered  in 
those  few  seconds.  His  breath  refused  to  come,  and  his 
muscles  seemed  paralyzed.  This,  then,  was  the  Enchanted 
Burro — the  witch  that  had  slain  the  captain  of  war,  and  his 
lieutenants,  and  many  more.  And  now  he  was  come  for 
Lelo — for  though  he  nosed  the  alfalfa,  one  grim  eye  was 
always  on  the  boy.  So,  no  doubt,  he  had  watched  his  other 
victims — but  from  behind,  for  not  one  of  them  had  ever 
moved.  And  with  that  thought  a  sudden  rush  of  blood 
came  pricking  like  needles  in  Lelo's  head. 

"  No  one  of  them  saw  him,  else  they  had  surely  fought  ! 
And  shall  I  give  myself  to  him  like  a  sheep  ?  Not  if  he 
were  ten  witches  ! "  And  with  the  one  swift  motion  of  all  his 
life,  the  lad  dropped  on  one  knee,  even  as  hand  and  hand 
clapped  notch  to  bowstring,  and,  in  a  mighty  tug,  drew  the 
arrow  to  the  head. 

Lightning-like  as  was  his  move,  the  burro  understood,  and 
hastily  reared  back — but  a  hair  too  late.  The  agate-tipped 
shaft  struck  midway  of  its  neck  with  a  loud  tap  as  upon  a 
drum,  and  bored  through  and  through  till  the  feathers 
touched  the  skin.  The  animal  sprang  high  in  air,  with 
so  wild  and  hideous  a  scream  as  never  came  from  burro's 
throat  before,  and  fell  back  amid  the  alfalfa,  floundering  and 
pawing  at  its  neck. 

But  Lelo  had  waited  for  no  more.  Already  he  was  over 
the  wall  and  running  like  a  scared  mustang,  the  bow  gripped 
in  his  left  hand,  his  right  clutching  the  bow-case,  whose 
tawny  tail  leaped  and  fluttered  behind  him.  One-Eyed 
Quico  could  have  made  it  to  the  pueblo  no  faster  than  the 
town  slow-poke,  who  burst  into  the  plaza  and  the  porch  of 
the  governor's  house,  gasping  : 

"  The  Enchanted  Burro  !     I  have — killed  him  !  " 

Fifteen  minutes  later  the  new  war  captain,  the  medicine 
men,  the  governor,  and  half  the  rest  of  the  men  of  the 
pueblo  were  entering  Reyes's  garden,  and  Lelo  was 
allowed  to  walk  with  the  principales.  All  were  very  grave, 
and  some  a  little  pale — for  it  was  no  laughing  matter  to 
meddle  with  the  Fiend,  even  after  he  was  dead.  There  lay 
the  burro,  motionless.  No  pool  of  blood  was  around  ;  but 
the  white  feathers  of  the  arrow  had  turned  red.  Cautiously 
they  approached — till  suddenly  Francisco,  the  sharpest 
eyed  of  trailers,  dashed  forward  and  caught  up  the  two 
hind  legs  from  amid  the  alfalfa,  crying  : 

"  Said  I  not  that  he  tipped  the  hoofs  ?     With  reason  !  " 

For  from  each  ankle  five  dark,  naked  toes  projected 
through  a  slit  in  the  hide. 

"  Ay,  well-bewitched  !  "  exclaimed  the  war  captain.  "  Pull 
me  the  other  side  ! "  And  at  their  tug  the  belly  of  the  burro 
parted  lengthwise,  showing  only  a  stiff,  dried  skin,  and  inside 
the  cavity  a  swart  body  stripped  to  the  breech-clout.  Along- 
side lay  arrows  and  a  strong  bow  of  buffalo-hom,  with  a 
light  copper  hatchet  and  a  keen  scalping-knife. 

"Sdcalo/"  ordered  the  war  captain;  but  it  was  easier  I 
said  than  done.  They  bent  the  stubborn  rawhide  well  apart ;  1 
but  not  until  one  had  run  his  knife  up  the  neck  of  the  skin  j 
and  cut  both  ends  of  Lelo's  arrow  could  they  haul  out  the  ! 
masquerader.  The  shaft  had  passed  through  his  throat  from  I 
side  to  side,  pinning  it  to  the  rawhide,  and  there  he  had 
died. 

When  the  slippery  form  was  at  last  dragged  forth,  and 
they  saw  its  face,  there  was  a  startled  murmur  through  the 
crowd  ;  for  even  without  the  long  scalplock  and  the  ver- 
milion face-paint',  there  were  many  there  who  would  have 
known  the  Cumanche  medicine  man,  whose  brother  was 
the  chief  that  fell  at  Tajique.  He,  too,  had  been  taken 
prisoner,  and  had  taunted  his  captors  and  promised  to  pay 
them — and  in  the  night  had  escaped,  leaving  one  sentinel 
dead  and  another  wounded. 

The  Enchanted  Burro  was  all  very  plain  now.  The 
plains  conjuror,  knowing  well  by  habit  how  to  play  on  super- 
stitious fears,  had  used  poor  Paloma  as  the  instrument  of 
his  revenge  :  hiding  the  carcass  and  drying  the  skin  quickly 
on  a  frame  with  hot  ashes,  so  that  it  stood  perfectly  in  shape 
by  itself.  The  bones  of  the  forelegs  he  had  left  in  to  man- 
age with  his  hands  ;  and  in  the  dark  or  amid  grass,  no  one 
would  have  noticed  the  peculiarity  of  the  hind  legs.  He  had 
only  to  pry  open  the  slit  in  the  belly  and  crawl  in,  and  the 
stiff  hide  closed  after  him.  Thus  he  had  wreaked  the 
vengeance  for  which,  uncompanioned,  he  had  followed  the 
Pueblos  back  to  their  village.  In  the  cave  behind  the  grease- 
woods  were  the  scalps  of  his  victims,  drying  on  little  willow 
hoops  ;  but  instead  of  going  to  deck  a  Cumanche  lodge  in 
the  great  plains,  they  were  tenderly  buried  in  the  old  church- 
yard, restored  to  their  proper  owners. 

After  all  these  years  there  still  are  in  the  pueblo  many  tales 
of  the  Enchanted  Burro,  nothing  lost  by  the  re-telling.  As  for 
the  skin  itself,  it  lies  moth-eaten  in  the  dark  store-room  of  the 
man  who  has  been  first-assistant  war  captain  for  twenty 
years — beginning  his  novitiate  the  very  day  he  finished  a 
witch  and  a  Cumanche  with  a  single  arrow. 

Charles  F.  Lummis. 

San  Francisco,  October,  1894. 


THE         ARGONAUT. 


OLD    FAVORITES. 

Ben  Bolt. 
[The  song  "  Ben  Bolt"  might  almost  be  said  to  be  one  of  the  features  in 
Du  Maurier *s  "Trilby."  It  is  the  song  which  the  heroine  of  that  much-read 
story  sings  so  abominably  at  the  beginning  of  the  book,  and  so  divinely  to- 
ward the  close  of  it.  but  which  a  little  later  on  she  sings  in  her  old  manner 
again,  and  is  accordingly  hooted  off  the  stage  in  London.  It  seems  that,  in 
1843,  I^r*  Thomas  Dunn  English  (now  a  member  of  Congress  from  New 
Jersey)  was  asked  by  N.  P.  Willis  to  write  a  sea-song  for  the  New  Mirror, 
which  Willis  and  George  P.  Morris  had  just  galvanized  into  life  from  the 
corpse  of  the  New  York  Mirror,  In  1S46,  a  hanger-on  of  the  Pittsburg  Theatre 
gave  one  Nelson  F.  Kneass  a  garbled  version  of  the  words  of  the  song, 
which  he  had  found  in  an  English  newspaper,  and  Kneass  set  the  thing  to 
music  and  sang  it  in  a  play  called  "The  Battle  of  Buena  Vista."  The  piece 
traveled  with  him  all  over  the  country,  "was  picked  up  by  all  the  minstrel 
troupes,  went  to  Australia  and  the  Sandwich  Isles  and  wherever  the  English 
language  was  spoken,  was  sung  in  London,  and  had  all  kinds  of  parodies  and 
replies  among  the  street  ballads  of  that  city."  It  is  said  that  sixty  thousand 
copies  of  the  music  were  sold  by  Peters.  Half  a  dozen  other  settings  were 
published,  but  none  of  them  had  the  popularity  of  Kneass's  air,  which  was 
adapted  from  a  German  melody,  the  original  of  which  was  afterward  pub- 
lished with  the  same  words.  The  song  has  had  as  many  claimants  as  "  Beau- 
tiful Snow."  It  is  odd  that  the  poem  should  have  made  such  a  tremendous 
sensation  in  its  day,  for  the  verse  is  by  no  means  good,  and  the  sentiment  is 
hackneyed  and  commonplace.) 

Don't  you  remember  sweet  Alice.  Ben  Bolt — 

Sweet  Alice,  whose  hair  was  so  brown, 
Who  wept  with  delight  when  you  gave  her  a  smile, 

And  trembled  with  fear  at  your  frown  ? 
In  the  old  church-yard  in  the  valley,  Ben  Bolt, 

In  a  corner  obscure  and  alone, 
They  have  fitted  a  slab  of  the  granite  so  gray, 

And  Alice  lies  under  the  stone. 

Under  the  hickory-tree,  Ben  Bolt, 

Which  stood  at  the  foot  of  the  hill, 
Together  we've  lain  in  the  noonday  shade, 

And  listened  to  Appleton's  mill. 
The  mill-wheel  has  fallen  to  pieces,  Ben  Bolt, 

The  rafters  have  tumbled  in. 
And  a  quiet  which  crawls  round  the  walls  as  you  gaze. 

Has  followed  the  olden  dm. 

Do  you  mind  the  cabin  of  logs,  Ben  Bolt, 

At  the  edge  of  the  pathless  wood. 
And  the  button-ball  tree,  with  its  motley  limbs, 

Which  nigh  by  the  door-step  stood? 
The  cabin  to  ruin  has  gone.  Ben  Bolt, 

The  tree  you  would  seek  for  in  vain  ; 
And  where  once  the  lords  of  the  forest  waved 

Are  grass  and  golden  grain. 

And  don't  you  remember  the  school,  Ben  Bolt, 

With  the  master  so  cruel  and  grim, 
And  the  shaded  nook  in  the  running  brook 

Where  the  children  went  to  swim  ? 
Grass  grows  on  the  master's  grave,  Ben  Bolt, 

The  spring  of  the  brook  is  dry, 
And  of  all  the  boys  who  went  to  school, 

There  are  only  you  and  I. 

There  is  a  change  in  the  things  I  loved,  Ben  Bolt, 

They  have  changed  from  the  old  to  the  new  ; 
But  I  feel  in  the  depths  of  my  spirit  the  truth, 

There  never  was  change  in  you. 
Twelvemonths  twenty  have  past,  Ben  Bolt, 

Since  first  we  were  friends — yet  I  hail 
Your  presence  a  blessing,  your  friendship  a  truth, 

Ben  Bolt  of  the  salt-sea  gale. 

—  Thomas  Dunn  English. 


5 


THE    CRAZE    FOR    GOLF. 


How  the  Game  is  Played — Its  Extraordinary  Vogue— The  Costumes 

Worn    by  Men  and  Women — Is  it  Anglomania  or 

Genuine  Love  of  the  Game? 


The  Statist  (London)  offers  a  prize  of  a  thousand  guineas 
for  the  best  plan  of  customs  union  between  Great  Britain 
and  her  colonies.  The  competition  is  open  to  all ;  the  con- 
ditions will  be  published  early  in  February. 

-^-m  m 

Duke  George  of  Saxe-Meiningen,  the  organizer  of  the 
celebrated  "Meininger"  troupe,  in  the  thirty-eight  years  of 
his  reign  has  never  allowed  a  death-sentence  to  be  carried 
out. 


The  Irish  are  fond  of  talking  of  their  "  sympathy"  for  the 
American  colonies  during  the  War  of  the  Revolution.  The 
recent  death  of  James  Anthony  Froude,  the  historian,  re- 
calls a  passage  from  his  "  History  of  Ireland  "  which  sheds 
some  light  on  Irish  "  sympathy  "  for  America.  As  will  be 
seen,  it  is  not  on  Froude's  unsupported  statements  alone, 
but  on  signed  documents,  that  the  proof  rests  of  the  desire 
of  "  his  majesty's  loyal  and  dutiful  Irish  Roman  Catholic 
subjects  "  to  crush  the  American  rebels.     Froude  says  : 

"As  the  dispute  with  America  threatened  to  lake  a  violent  form. 
it  was  watched  in  Ireland  with  increasing  eagerness  ;  and  when  the 
attempt  at  coercion  was  followed  by  the  news  of  Lexington  and 
Bunker  Hill,  domestic  differences  were  suspended  in  the  passionate 
anxiety  with  which  the  evolution  of  the  drama  was  observed.  The 
question  in  both  countries  was  substantially  the  same — whether  the 
mother  country  had  a  right  to  utilize  her  dependencies  for  her 
own  interests  irrespective  of  their  own  consent  ?  .  .  .  The 
Northern  Presbyterians  looked  on  the  revolt  as  the  revival  of  the 
conflict  of  the  preceding  century.  They  were  personally  interested 
in  a  struggle  in  which  so  many  of  their  own  kindred  were  engaged  ; 
while  the  Americans,  alive  to  the  value  of  support  and  sympathy  so 
near  at  home,  had  made  untiring  efforts  to  enlist  Ireland  in  support 
of  their  cause. 

"  The  Ireland  of  which  the  Americans  were  thinking,  the  Ireland 
which  alone  as  yet  had  a  political  existence,  was  Protestant  Ireland. 
The  Catholics  might  have  looked  on  with  indifference,  or  perhaps 
with  pleasure,  at  a  contest  in  which  their  enemies  were  destroying 
one  another.  Of  them  few  or  none  had  as  yet  sought  a  transatlantic 
home — when  they  emigrated,  it  was  to  France,  or  Austria,  or  Spain. 
America  was  the  creation  of  Nonconformity,  and  was  as  yet  the 
chosen  home  of  principles  which  Catholics  held  most  in  abhorrence. 
To  them,  therefore,  it  mattered  little  in  itself  whether  England  got 
the  better  of  her  colonies  or  the  colonies  of  England.  .  .  . 
In  the  last  war,  in  which  their  sympathies  might  have  naturally  been 
enlisted,  part  of  the  Catholic  body  had  made  demonstrations  of 
loyalty.  The  present  was  a  fairer  opportunity  of  earning  favor  at  the 
Protestant's  expense,  perhaps  emancipation  from  their  chains.  The 
Catholic  gentry  and  clergy  came  forward  with  an  offer  of  a  subscrip- 
tion, and,  when  their  money  was  declined,  with  the  earnest  desire  of 
'  two  million  faithful  Irish  hearts,'  to  be  allowed  a  chance  of  showing 
their  devotion  to  their  sovereign  by  taking  arms  in  his  cause."  The 
following  is  the  petition  presented  : 

"  Sir  :  We  flatter  ourselves  that  the  occasion,  the  motives,  and  your  good- 
ness  will  engage  you  to  excuse  this  trouble.  As  we  are  informed  that  an  in- 
tended subscription  among  us,  his  majesty's  affectionate,  loyal,  and  dutiful 
Roman  Catholic  subjects  of  his  kingdom  of  Ireland,  to  raise  a  fund  among 
ourselves  for  encouraging  recruits  to  enlist  for  his  majesty's  service,  was  not 
judged  necessary  by  government,  yet  being  desirous  to  give  every  assistance 
in  our  power,  and  to  give  every  proof  of  our  sincere,  affectionate,  and  grate- 
ful attachment  to  the  most  sacred  person  and  government  of  the  best  of  kings, 
and  justly  abhorring  the  unnatural  rebellion  which  has  lately  broken  out 
among  some  of  his  American  subjects  against  his  majesty's  most  sacred  per- 
son and  government,  impressed  with  a  deep  sense  of  our  duty  and  allegiance, 
and  feeling  ourselves  loudly  called  on  by  every  motive  and  by  every  tie  that 
can  affect  the  hearts  of  good  and  loyal  subjects,  we  take  the  liberty  to  make 
on  this  interesting  occasion  a  humble  tender  of  our  duty,  zeal,  and  affection 
to  our  good  and  gracious  king  ;  and  we  humbly  presume  to  lay  at  his  feet  two 
millions  of  loyal,  faithful,  and  affectionate  hearts  and  hands,  unarmed,  in- 
deed,  but  zealous,  ready,  and  desirous  to  exert  themselves  strenuously  in  de- 
fense  of  his  majesty's  most  sacred  person  and  government  against  all  his 
enemies,  of  what  denomination  soever,  in  any  part  of  the  world  where  they 
may  be  ;  and  to  exert  in  an  active  manner  a  loyalty  and  an  obedience  which 
hitheito,  though  always  unanimous  and  unalterable,  irom  our  particular  cir- 
cumstances and  situation  have  been  restrained  within  passive  and  inactive 
bounds — a  loyalty  which  we  may  justly  say  is,  and  always  was.  as  the  dial  to 
the  sun.  true  though  not  shone  upon.  And  we  take  the  liberty  to  request,  sir, 
that  you  will  be  so  good  as  to  represent  to  his  excellency,  our  lord  lieutenant, 
these  our  dispositions  and  sentiments,  which  we  well  know  to  be  those  also  of 
all  our  fellow  Roman  Catholic  Irish  subjects,  with  an  humble  request  to  his 
excellency  that,  if  he  think  proper,  he  may  be  so  good  as  to  lay  them  before 
his  majesty. 

"  Fingall,  Trimleston,  J.  Baroewall,  B.  Barnewall,  etc."  <i2i  signatures). 

Inclosed  in  a  letter  from  Lord  Harcourt,  the  viceroy,  to  Lord  Roch- 
ford,  September  30,  1775.  [From  Froude's  History  of  Ireland,  Vol. 
II..  pp.  173-173]. 


Tennis  and  polo,  to  say  nothing  of  such  old-fashioned 
games  as  cricket,  foot-ball,  and  base-ball,  are  making  way 
for  golf — pronounced  "goff."  This  is  a  very  ancient  game 
which  was  played  by  the  Scottish  kings  and  nobles  in  the 
time  of  Macbeth,  and  was  regulated  by  a  Scottish  statute 
passed  five  hundred  years  ago  ;  the  link  of  St.  Andrews  hav- 
ing been  about  that  date  granted  to  the  Archbishop  of  St. 
Andrews  and  to  his  successors  for  all  time.  The  game  has 
never  lost  its  attraction  for  the  Scotch  ;  the  whole  eastern 
coast  of  Scotland  is  a  succession  of  links,  and  every  Scotch- 
man plays  as  a  matter  of  duty.  Some  twenty-odd  years 
ago,  a  golf-club  was  established  at  Yonkers,  and  a  link 
called  the  St.  Andrews  Link  laid  out  ;  now  there  are  eight 
golf-clubs  in  this  neighborhood,  and  the  game  is  becoming 
all  the  rage  at  places  like  Tuxedo.  Not  only  have  the  young 
men  taken  to  the  new  fad,  but  the  girls  are  learning  to  play, 
and  some  of  them  are  becoming  experts,  the  game  requir- 
ing more  sleight  of  hand  than  strength. 

A  link  is  usually  from  three  to  five  miles  in  length,  and  is 
circular  in  shape.  In  the  links  are  round  holes  lined  with 
iron,  from  one  to  three  hundred  yards  apart  and  five  inches 
across  ;  of  these  holes  there  are  nine  which  count  as 
eighteen,  if  the  course  is  gone  over  twice.  Each  hole  is 
surrounded  by  a  space  in  which  the  ground  is  hammered 
smooth,  and  is  called  the  putting  greeh.  The  object  of  the 
game  is  to  drive  a  small  gutta-percha  ball  round  the  link, 
stopping  in  every  hole,  with  the  smallest  number  of  blows 
with  a  golf-club.  The  player  wins  who  makes  his  holes 
with  the  fewest  shots.  He  uses  a  variety  of  instruments  to 
propel  his  ball.  The  one  most  commonly  used  is  the  driver, 
a  heavy  wooden  stick  curved  at  the  end  like  an  old-fashioned 
shinny-stick.  But  the  position  of  the  ball  may  be  such  that 
it  can  not  be  struck  to  advantage  by  the  driver  ;  in  that 
case,  the  player  uses  a  cleek,  a  stick  with  an  iron  head  ;  or 
a  putter,  which  is  something  like  a  croquet  -  mallet ;  a 
grassed  driver,  or  a  wooden  niblick.  Each  player  is  accom- 
panied by  a  boy  called  a  caddie,  who  carries  these  various 
tools  in  a  canvas  bag.  The  game  seems  simple  enough, 
but  it  is  sometimes  very  exciting,  when  a  high  wind  deflects 
the  ball  from  its  course,  or  it  sticks  in  a  bush,  or  tuft  of 
grass,  or  a  ledge  of  protruding  rock. 

A  costume  has  been  devised  for  golf-players  of  both 
sexes.  The  men  propose  to  wear  red  coats,  with  green  col- 
lars, baggy  knee-breeches,  and  heavy  woolen  stockings. 
Redfern  has  devised  a  costume  for  ladies  consisting  of  a 
cloth,  tailor-made  coat,  short  skirts,  and  stout  boots  reaching 
above  the  ankle,  the  colors  being  left  to  the  wearer's  taste. 
It  has  been  observed  that  in  the  long  driving  shots  ladies 
are  at  a  disadvantage  as  compared  with  men  through  their 
deficiency  in  muscle  ;  but  when  the  ball  has  reached  the 
putting  green,  and  the  problem  is  to  induce  it  to  drop  gently 
into  the  little  hole  prepared  for  its  reception,  the  delicate  dex- 
terity of  the  female  hand  and  wrist  comes  into  play. 

Ever}-  golf-club  has  its  club-house,  and  this  is  not  less 
attractive  than  the  link.  For  one  man  or  woman  who  plays 
there  are  ten  who  go  to  see  the  game,  and  the  opportunities 
for  quiet  little  flirtations  are  numerous.  The  Morris  County- 
Club  has  just  built  a  quaint  colonial  club-house  on  a  pict- 
uresque spot  overlooking  Punch  Bowl  Hollow  ;  it  is  quite  a 
pretty  feature  in  the  landscape.  This  club  was  organized  by 
ladies  and  is  exclusively  run  by  them.  The  number  of  regu- 
lar members  is  limited  to  thirty-two  ;  they  manage  every- 
thing. There  are  two  hundred  limited  members  of  the 
club,  who  are  all  ladies  and  enjoy  all  the  privileges  of  the 
club,  except  that  of  voting,  and  there  are  an  indefinite  num- 
ber of  associate  members,  who  are  men  and  constitue  an 
advisory  committee.  But  all  offices  must  be  filled  by  ladies 
exclusively. 

Old  Knickerbockers  and  Yankees  scowl  at  golf  as  an- 
other product  of  anglomania  and  an  unworthy  rival  of  the 
standard  old  American  games  of  base-ball  and  foot-ball. 
The  sport  was  undoubtedly  'imported  from  England,  to 
which  country  it  had  traveled  from  Scotland,  and  we 
should  probably  not  have  taken  it  up  if  it  had  not  been  pop- 
ular with  the  English  lordlings,  don't  yer  know  !  But  fads 
are  seldom  overcome  by  sarcasm.  By  professing  admira- 
tion for  golf,  an  American  tacitly  gives  notice  to  the  world 
that  he  is  in  the  habit  of  crossing  the  ocean,  and  of  hob- 
nobbing with  the  best  society  in  England  :  whereupon  the 
American  of  lower  degree,  who  can  not  cross  the  ocean 
every  summer,  and  who,  if  he  did,  would  not  be  admitted  to 
the  marble  halls  of  the  British  aristocracy,  is  envious  and 
spiteful,  and  votes  golf  poor  sport,  and  its  amateurs  anglo- 
maniac  cads.  It  is  a  very  old  story.  It  seems  that  the 
question  is  not  whether  golf  is  an  English  fad,  but  whether 
it  is  a  good  game,  and  impartial  judges  will  decide  that  it 
is.  It  is  good  exercise,  and  does  not  unduly  strain  the  mus- 
cles or  wear  out  the  nervous  system  ;  it  supplies  innocent 
open-air  amusement,  which  our  life  ne'eds. 

Whether  the  anglomania  which  now  pervades  New  York 
society  is  likely  to  be  productive  of  injury  to  the  American 
mind  is  hardly  worth  discussing.  There  is  no  prospect  of 
its  extending  beyond  the  seaports,  where  rich  Americans 
dwell.  A  small  coterie  of  natives,  most  of  whom  made 
their  money  during  the  war,  ape  English  ways  ;  but  they  are  a 
very  select  set,  and  there  is  no  likelihood  of  their  extend- 
ing. They  occupy  much  more  space  in  the  newspapers 
than  they  are  entitled  to.  Reasonable,  well-educated,  broad- 
minded  Americans  pay  very  little  attention  to  them.  They 
have  their  clubs  and  their  Tuxedo,  and  they  have  a  right  to 
have  them  ;  if  they  want  to  play  golf,  no  one  will  say  them 
nay.  But  they  are  no  more  entitled  to  be  considered  repre- 
sentative types  of  Americans  than  the  Gaiety  Girls  nre  en- 
titled to  be  classed  as  representatives  of  thi 
land. 

New  York,  October  :o,  1S94. 


THE         ARGONAUT. 


October  29,  1894. 


STEVENSON'S    LATEST    STORY. 

Scenes  and    Sketches   from    "The  Ebb  Tide "  —  Adventures   of   a 

Precious  Trio  in  the  South  Pacific,  "  Where 

Only  Man  is  Vile." 

There  is  a  sinister  significance  in  the  title  of  Stevenson's 
latest  story,  "  The  Ebb  Tide  " — it  is  written  by  Robert  Louis 
Stevenson  and  Lloyd  Osbourne,  but  the  latter^  handiwork 
is  not  apparent,  while  the  true  Stevenson  ring  is  in  every 
page — which  is  borne  out  by  the  three  personages  whose 
adventures  among  the  South  Sea  Islands  it  narrates.  They 
are  the  very  dregs  of  humanity  :  Herrick,  one  of  the  earthen 
vessels  that  are  broken  in  the  race,  an  educated  man  with 
o-ood  impulses  made  useless  and  void  by  his  shifting  irreso- 
lution ;  Captain  Davis,  a  disgraced  Yankee  skipper  who 
has  no  principles  to  restrain  him  when  temptation  comes  ; 
and  Huish,  a  London  cockney,  utterly  vulgar,  vile,  and 
vicious. 

These  three  outcasts  meet  "  en  the  beach  " — in  the  last 
stages  of  destitution — at  Papeete.  The  opening  paragraph 
prepares  us  for  such  as  they  : 

Throughout  the  island  world  of  the  Pacific,  scattered  men  of  many 
European  races  and  from  almost  every  grade  of  society  carry  activity 
and  disseminate  disease.  Some  prosper,  some  vegetate,  some  have 
mounted  the  the  steps  of  thrones  and  owned  islands  and  navies. 
Others,  again,  must  marry  for  a  livelihood  :  a  strapping,  merry, 
chocolate  colored  dame  supports  them  in  mere  idleness  ;  and,  dressed 
like  natives,  but  slill  retaining  some  foreign  element  of  gait  or  atti- 
tude— still,  perhaps,  with  some  relic  (such  as  a  single  eye-glass)  of  the 
officer  and  gentleman— they  sprawl  in  palm-leaf  verandas  and  enter- 
tain an  island  audience  with  memoirs  of  the  music-hall.  And  there 
are  still  others,  less  pliable,  less  capable.  less  fortunate,  perhaps  less 
base,  who  continue,  even  in  these  isles  of  plenty,  to  lack  bread. 

The  three  individuals  whose  fortunes  are  followed  in 
"The  Ebb  Tide"  are  thus  introduced  : 

Common  calamity  had  brought  them  acquainted,  as  the  three  most 
miserable  English-speaking  creatures  in  Tahiti,  and  beyond  their 
misery  they  knew  next  to  nothing  of  each  other,  not  even  their  true 
names.  For  each  had  made  a  long  apprenticeship  in  going  down- 
ward, and  each,  at  some  stage  of  the  descent,  had  been  shamed  into 
the  adoption  of  an  alias.  And  yet  not  one  of  them  had  figured  in  a 
court  of  justice  ;  two  were  men  of  kindly  virtues  ;  and  one,  as  he  sat 
and  shivered  under  the  parao,  had  a  tattered  Virgil  in  his  pocket. 

The  life  and  character  of  Herrick,  the  one  with  the  Virgil, 
are  briefly  outlined  in  this  passage  : 

He  did  not  drink,  he  was  exactly  honest,  he  was  never  rude  to  his 
employers,  yet  was  everywhere  discharged.  Bringing  no  interest  to 
his  duties,  he  brought  no  attention  ;  his  day  was  a  tissue  of  things 
neglected  and  things  done  amiss  ;  and  from  place  to  place  and  from 
town  to  town,  he  carried  the  character  of  one  thoroughly  incompe- 
tent. No  man  can  bear  the  word  applied  to  him  without  some  flush 
of  color,  as,  indeed,  there  is  none  other  that  so  emphatically  slams  in 
a  man's  face  the  door  of  self-respect.  And  to  Herrick,  who  was  con- 
scious of  talents  and  acquirements,  who  looked  down  upon  those 
humble  duties  in  which  he  was  found  wanting,  the  pain  was  the  more 
exquisite. 

Introducing  the  two  others,  the  author  first  paints  a 
scene  "  where  every  prospect  pleases,"  and  then  puts  in  the 
humans  who  finish  the  poet's  picture  : 

It  was  now  the  fourth  month  completed,  and  still  there  was  no 
change  or  sign  of  change.  The  moon,  racing  through  a  world  of 
flying  clouds  of  every  size,  and  shape,  and  density — some  black  as 
ink-stains,  some  delicate  as  lawn — threw  the  mafvel  of  her  southern 
brightness  over  the  same  lovely  and  detested  scene  ;  the  island 
mountains  crowned  with  the  perennial  island  cloud,  the  embowered 
city  studded  with  rare  lamps,  the  masts  in  the  harbor,  the  smooth 
mirror  of  the  lagoon,  and  the  mole  of  the  barrier  reef  on  which  the 
breakers  whitened.  The  moon  shone,  too,  with  bull's-eye  sweeps, 
on  his  companions  ;  on  the  stalwart  frame  of  the  American  who 
called  himself  Brown  and  was  known  to  be  a  master-mariner  in  some 
disgrace  ;  and  on  the  dwarfish  person,  the  pale  eyes,  and  toothless 
smile  of  a  vulgar  and  bad-hearted  cockney  clerk.  Here  was  society 
for  Robert  Herrick  !  The  Yankee  skipper  was  a  man  at  least  ;  he 
had  sterling  qualities  of  tenderness  and  resolution  ;  he  was  one 
whose  hand  you  could  take  without  a  blush.  But  there  was  no  re- 
deeming grace  about  the  other,  who  called  himself  sometimes  Hay 
and  sometimes  Tompkins,  and  laughed  at  the  discrepancy  ;  who  had 
been  employed  in  every  store  in  Papeete,  for  the  creature  was  able 
in  his  way  ;  who  had  been  discharged  from  each  in  turn,  for  he  was 
wholly  vile  ;  who  had  alienated  all  his  old  employers  so  that  they 
passed  him  in  the  street  as  if  he  were  a  dog,  and  all  his  old  com- 
rades so  that  they  shunned  him  as  they  would  a  creditor. 

To  the  captain  is  offered  the  command  of  a  small-pox  in- 
fected ship  laden  with  champagne  and  bound  for  Sydney,  and 
he  accepts  it  on  condition  that  his  two  comrades  be  permitted 
to  go  with  him.  He  has  determined  to  steal  ship  and  cargo 
and  sell  them  in  Peru,  and  he  broaches  his  plan  to  Herrick  : 

"  Captain,"  said  Herrick,  faintly,  "is  there  nothing  else  ?  "  "I'll 
prophesy,  if  you  like,"  said  the  captain,  with  renewed  vigor  ;  "re- 
fuse this  because  you  think  yourself  too  honest,  apd  before  a  month's 
out  you'll  be  jailed  for  a  sneak-thief.  I  give  you  the  word  fair.  I 
can  see  it,  Herrick,  if  you  can't ;  you're  breaking  down.  Don't  think, 
if  you  refuse  this  chance,  that  you  11  go  on  doing  the  evangelical  ; 
you're  about  through  with  your  stock  ;  and  before  you  know  where 
you  are,  you'll  be  right  out  on  the  other  side.  No,  it's  either  this  for 
you,  or  else  it's  Caledonia.  I  bet  you  never  were  there  and  saw  those 
white  shaved  men,  in  their  dust-clothes  and  straw  hats,  prowling 
around  in  gangs  in  the  lamp-light  at  Noumea  ;  they  look  like  wolves, 
and  they  look  like  preachers,  and  they  look  like  the  sick  ;  Huish  is  a 
daisy  to  the  best  of  them.  Well,  there's  your  company.  They're 
wailing  for  you.  Herrick,  and  you  got  to  go  ;  and  that's  a  prophecy." 
And  as  the  man  stood  and  shook  through  his  great  stature,  he 
seemed,  indeed,  like  one  in  whom  the  spirit  of  divination  worked  and 
might  utter  oracles.  Herrick  looked  at  him  and  looked  away  ;  it 
seemed  not  decent  to  spy  upon  such  agitation  ;  and  the  young  man's 
courage  sank. 

The  cargo  of  champagne  is  too  much  for  the  captain's 
virtue,  and  he  and  Huish  give  themselves  up  to  a  long  de- 
bauch, during  which  Herrick  is  left  to  sail  the  ship.  The 
provisions,  however,  have  been  woefully  wasted  during  the 
captain's  debauch,  and  soon  starvation  stares  them  in  the 
face.  But  fate  saves  them  again  by  sending  them  to  an  un- 
mapped island,  the  finding  of  which  Stevenson  thus  describes  : 

There  was  little  or  no  morning  bank.  A  brightening  came  in  the 
east ;  then  a  wash  of  some  ineffable,  faint,  nameless  hue  between 
crimson  and  silver  ;  and  then  coals  of  fire.  These  glimmered  awhile 
on  the  sea-line,  and  seemed  to  brighten,  and  darken,  and  spre;nl 
out.  and  still  the  night  and  the  stars  reigned  undisturbed  ;  it  was  as 
though  a  spark  should  catch,  and  glow,  and  creep  along  the  foot  of 
some  heavy  and  almost  incombustible  wall-hanging,  and  the  room 
itself  be  scarce  menaced.  Yet  a  little  after,  and  the  whole  east 
glowed  with  golden  scarlet,  and  the  hollow  of  heaven  was  filled 
with  the  daylight.  The  isle — the  undiscovered,  the  scarce  believed 
in — now  lay  before  them  and  close  aboard  ;  and  Herrick  thought 
that  never  in  his  dreams  had  he  beheld  anything  more  strange  and 
dclicat-.  The  beach  was  excellently  white,  the  continuous  barrier  of 
inimitably  green  ;  the  land  perhaps  ten  feet  high,  the  trees 
y  more.     Every  here  and  there,  as  the  schooner  coasted  north- 


ward, the  wood  was  intermitted  ;  and  he  could  see  clear  oyer  the  in- 
considerable strip  of  land  (as  a  man  looks  over  a  wall)  to  the  lagoon 
within — and  clear  over  that  again  to  where  the  far  side  of  the  atoll 
prolonged  its  penciling  of  trees  against  the  morning  sky.  He 
tortured  himself  to  find  analogies.  The  isle  was  like  the  rim  of  a 
great  vessel  sunken  in  the  waters  ;  it  was  like  the  embankment  of  an 
annular  railway  grown  upon  with  wood  ;  so  slender  it  seemed  amidst 
the  outrageous  breakers,  so  frail  and  pretty,  he  would  scarce  have 
wondered  to  see  it  sink  and  disappear  without  a  sound,  and  the 
waves  close  smoothly  over  its  descent. 

On  this  island  lives  one  Attwater,  who,  with  four 
Tahitians,  is  all  that  is  left  of  the  population  after  a  visita- 
tion of  small-pox.  He  puts  out  to  meet  them  in  a  boat, 
when  this  description  of  him  is  given  : 

He  was  a  huge  fellow,  six  feet  four  in  height,  and  of  a  build  pro- 
portionately strong  ;  but  his  sinews  seemed  to  be  dissolved  in  a  list- 
lessness  that  was  more  than  languor.  It  was  only  the  eye  that  cor- 
rected this  impression  ;  an  eye  of  an  unusual  mingled  brilliancy  and 
softness,  sombre  as  coal  and  with  lights  that  outshone  the  topaz  ;  an 
eye  of  unimpaired  health  and  virility  ;  an  eye  that  bid  you  beware  of 
the  man's  devastating  anger.  A  complexion,  naturally  dark,  had 
been  tanned  in  the  island  to  a  hue  hardly  distinguishable  from  that 
of  a  Tahitian  ;  only  his  manners  and  movements,  and  the  living 
force  that  dwelt  in  him,  like  fire  in  flint,  betrayed  the  European.  He 
was  dressed  in  white  drill,  exquisitely  made  ;  his  scarf  and  tie  were 
of  tender-colored  silks  ;  on  the  thwart  beside  him  there  leaned  a 
Winchester  rifle. 

Herrick  goes  to  visit  Attwater  the  next  day  some  two 
hours  before  the  others,  who  were  all  to  dine  with  this  new 
Robinson  Crusoe.  To  Herrick,  Attwater  proves  a  puzzling 
study  : 

Herrick  was  like  one  iu  a  dream.  He  had  come  there  with  a  mind 
divided  ;  come  prepared  to  study  that  ambiguous  and  sneering  mask, 
drag  out  the  essential  man  from  underneath,  and  act  accordingly; 
decision  being  till  then  postponed.  Iron  cruelty,  an  iron  insensibility 
to  the  suffering  of  others,  the  uncompromising  pursuit  of  his  own 
interests,  cold  culture,  manners  without  humanity — these  he  had 
looked  for,  these  he  still  thought  he  saw.  But  to  find  the  whole 
machine  thus  glow  with  the  reverberation  of  religious  zeal,  surprised 
him  beyond  words  \  and  he  labored  in  vain,  as  he  walked,  to  piece 
together  into  any  kind  of  whole  his  odds  and  ends  of  knowledge — to 
adjust  again  into  any  kind  of  focus  with  itself  his  picture  of  the  man 
beside  him.  "What  brought  you  here  to  the  South  Seas?"  he 
asked,  presently.  "  Many  things."  said  Attwater  ;  "  youth,  curiosity, 
romance,  the  love  of  the  sea,  and  (it  will  surprise  you  to  hear)  an  in- 
terest in  missions.  That  has  a  good  deal  declined,  which  will  surprise 
you  less.  They  go  the  wrong  way  to  work  ;  they  are  too  parsonish, 
too  much  of  the  old  wife,  and  even  the  old  apple-wife.  Clothes, 
clotltcs,  are  their  idea  ;  but  clothes  are  not  Christianity  any  more  than 
they  are  the  sun  in  heaven,  or  could  take  the  place  of  it !  They  think 
a  parsonage,  with  roses,  and  church-bells,  and  nice  old  women  bob- 
bing in  the  lanes,  are  part  and  parcel  of  religion.  But  religion  is  a 
savage  thing,  like  the  universe  it  illuminates— savage,  cold,  and  bare, 
but  infinitely  strong," 

Captain  Davis  has  arranged  a  plan  to  murder  and  rob 
this  island  hermit,  who  has  a  large  treasure  in  pearls,  and 
Herrick  vacillates  between  an  impulse  to  save  Attwater  and 
his  sense  of  loyalty  to  his  villainous  comrades  : 

There  would  be  one  life  saved  ;  but  what  of  the  two  others  ?  The 
three  lives  went  up  and  down  before  him  like  buckets  in  a  well,  or 
like  the  scales  of  balances.  It  had  come  to  a  choice,  and  one  that 
must  be  speedy.  For  certain  invaluable  minutes  the  wheels  of  life 
ran  before  him,  and  he  could  still  divert  them  with  a  touch  to  the 
one  side  or  the  other,  still  choose  who  was  to  live  and  who  was  to 
die.  He  considered  the  men.  Attwater  intrigued,  puzzled,  dazzled, 
enchanted,  and  revolted  him  ;  alive,  he  seemed  but  a  doubtful  good, 
and  the  thought  of  him  lying  dead  was  so  unwelcome  that  it  pur- 
sued him,  like  a  vision,  with  every  circumstance  of  color  and  sound. 
Incessantly  he  had  before  him  the  image  of  that  gTeat  mass  of  man 
stricken  down  in  varying  attitudes  and  with  varying  wounds  ;  fallen 
prone,  fallen  supine,  fallen  on  his  side  ;  or  clinging  to  a  door-post 
with  the  changing  face  and  the  relaxing  fingers  of  the  death-agony.  He 
heard  the  click  of  the  trigger,  the  thud  of  the  ball,  the  cry  of  the 
victim  ;  he  saw  the  blood  flow.  And  this  building  up  of  circum- 
stance was  like  a  consecration  of  the  man  till  he  seemed  to  walk  in 
sacrificial  fillets. 

He  attempts  to  dissuade  Davis  from  his  purpose,  but  un- 
successfully ;  he  then  tries  suicide  by  drowning  : 

Here,  where  he  was  now,  let  him  drop  the  curtain,  let  him  seek  the 
ineffable  refuge,  let  him  lie  down  with  all  races  and  generations  of 
men  in  the  house  of  sleep.  It  was  easy  to  say,  easy  to  do.  To  stop 
swimming  ;  there  was  no  mystery  in  that,  if  he  could  do  it.  Could 
he  ?  And  he  could  not.  He  knew  it  instantly.  He  was  aware  in- 
stantly of  an  opposition  in  his  members,  unanimous  and  invincible, 
clinging  to  life  with  a  single  and  fixed  resolve,  finger  by  finger,  sinew 
by  sinew  ;  something  that  was  at  once  he  and  not  he — at  once  within 
and  without  him  ;  the  shutting  of  some  miniature  valve  in  his  brain, 
which  a  single  manly  thought  should  suffice  to  open — and  the  grasp 
of  an  external  fate  ineluctable  as  gravity.  To  any  man  there  may 
come  at  times  a  consciousness  that  there  blows,  through  all  the  articu- 
lations of  his  body,  the  wind  of  a  spirit  not  wholly  his  ;  that  his  mind 
rebels  ;  that  another  girds  him  and  carries  him  whither  he  would  not. 
It  came  now  to  Herrick  with  the  authority  of  a  revelation;  There 
was  no  escape  possible.  The  open  door  was  closed  in  his  recreant 
face.  He  must  go  back  into  the  world  and  among  men  without 
illusion.  He  must  stagger  on  to  the  end  with  the  pack  of  his  re- 
sponsibility and  his  disgrace,  until  a  cold,  a  blow,  a  merciful  chance 
ball,  or  the  more  merciful  hangman  should  dismiss  him  from  his 
infamy.  There  were  men  who  could  commit  suicide  ;  there  were 
men  who  could  not  ;  and  he  was  one  who  could  not. 

Herrick  is  found  in  the  morning  by  Attwater,  whose  ally 
he  becomes.  Another  attack  is  then  made  by  the  captain 
and  Huish,  and  the  latter  is  killed  and  the  former  taken 
prisoner  : 

Attwater  turned  deliberately  and  covered  him  with  a  rifle. 
"  Davis,"  he  cried,  in  a  voice  like  a  trumpet,  "  I  give  you  sixty 
seconds  to  make  your  peace  with  God  1  " 

Davis  looked,  and  his  mind  awoke.  He  did  not  dream  of  self- 
defense  ;  he  did  not  reach  for  his  pistol.  He  drew  himself  up  in- 
stead to  face  death,  with  a  quivering  nostril.  "  I  guess  I'll  not 
trouble  the  Old  Man,"  he  said  ;  "  considering  the  job  I  was  on,  I 
guess  it's  better  business  to  just  shut  my  face." 

But  his  stoicism  does  not  last.  Attwater  fires  at  him 
thrice,  missing  him  purposely  each  time  : 

The  cruel  game  of  which  he  was  the  puppet  was  now  clear  to 
Davis  ;  three  times  he  had  drunk  of  death,  and  he  must  look  to  drink 
of  it  seven  times  more  bofore  he  was  dispatched.  He  held  up  his 
hand.  "  Steady  1  "  he  cried;  "I'll  take  your  sixty  seconds." 
"Good,"  said  Attwater.  The  captain  shut  his  eyes  tight,  like  a 
child  ;  he  held  his  hands  up  at  last,  with  a  tragic  and  ridiculous 
gesture.  "  My  God,  for  Christ's  sake,  look  after  my  two  kids,"  he 
said;  and  then,  after  a  pause  and  a  falter,  "for  Christ's  sake, 
Amen  I  "  And  he  opened  his  eyes  and  looked  down  the  rifle,  with  a 
quivering  mouth.  "  But  don't  keep  fooling  long  !  "  he  pleaded. 
"  That's  all  your  prayer?"  asked  Attwater,  with  a  singular  ring  in 
his  voice.  "Guess  so,"  said  Davis.  "So?  "said  Attwater,  resting 
the  butt  of  his  rifle  on  the  ground,  "is  that  done?  Is  your  peace 
made  with  heaven  ?  Because  it  is  with  me.  Go,  sin  no  more,  sinful 
father." 

Finally  the  tale  comes  to  an  end  with  the  conversion  of 
Davis.  It  is  not  a  book  that  one  can  easily  put  aside  after 
having  read  the  first  few  pages  :  it  is  always  fascinating, 
though  the  fascination  is  sometimes  that  of  the  hideous. 

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SARAH    IMPERATRIX. 

Our  Correspondent  writes  of  the   Bernhardt  as  a  Theatrical  Man- 
ager in  Paris — Innovations  from  America— Scenes 
from   her  Early  Career. 


Truly  a  wonderful  woman  is  Sarah  Bernhardt.  One 
might  almost  imagine  that  in  the  course  of  much  globe- 
trotting she  had  discovered  the  Fountain  of  Youth. 

It  is  difficult  to  believe  that  five  or  six  years  ago,  when  she 
was  playing  Joan  of  Arc  at  the  Porte  St.  Martin  Theatre, 
the  Boulevards  declared  her  passt{ey  fit  for  exportation.  Well, 
she  has  triumphantly  refuted  this  calumny.  Since  then,  she 
has  reaped  harvests  of  laurels  in  the  two  hemispheres,  and 
has  come  back  to  us  with  matured  talent,  additional  grace  of 
manner,  prettier  than  ever,  distinctly  improved  personally, 
the  rounding  of  her  figure  being  the  one  thing  that  was 
needed  to  perfect  her  physical  harmony. 

Sarah  Bernhardt  has  learned  a  great  deal  from  foreign 
travel,  not  the  smallest  thing  being  some  fresh  wrinkles  in 
respect  to  theatrical  management.  The  Renaissance,  of 
which  she  is  directress  and  chief  proprietress,  is  managed 
on  a  very  different  footing  from  other  houses,  and  is  gradu- 
ally becoming  a  model  house,  where  all  that  is  best  in  the 
foreign  systems  is  grafted  on  the  French.  She  was  content 
to  sit — to  speak  metaphorically — at  the  feet  of  Irving  when 
in  London,  and  America  taught  her  a  great  deal,  too. 
Sarah  is  always  most  enthusiastic  when  speaking  of  Ameri- 
can theatres ;  and  in  reply  to  one  of  the  many  reporters 
who  sought  interviews  with  her  on  her  return  from  her  last 
American  tour,  she  exclaimed  :  "  I  see  you  do  not  know 
anything  about  the  theatres  over  there,  they  are  much  bigger 
and  finer  than  in  France  ! " 

Parisians  generally  dread  innovations,  yet  they  are  per- 
fectly content  not  to  fee  the  box-openers,  and  it  is  with  much 
inward  satisfaction  that  they  find  themselves  rid  of  this  tax 
and  also  of  another  which  much  increases  the  expense  of  an 
evening's  amusement — namely,  the  extra  price  of  seats  se- 
cured beforehand.  This  season,  too,  she  intends  to  inaugu- 
rate subscription  nights,  as  at  the  Opera,  the  Francais,  and 
the  Opera  Comique.  Saturday  has  been  chosen,  and  a  pro- 
gramme of  many  consecutive  Saturdays  has  been  drawn  up, 
in  the  course  of  which  the  great  actress  will  appear  in  many 
of  her  best  parts,  besides  the  novelties  as  they  are  brought 
out,  beginning  with  the  new  play  that  Victorien  Sardou  has 
written  for  her. 

The  revival  of  "  La  Femme  de  Claude"  the  other  night 
had  almost  the  interest  of  a  premiere.  It  is  many  years 
since  this  play  by  Dumas  has  been  given  on  a  Parisian 
stage,  and  though  it  has  been  a  stock  piece  with  Sarah  during 
her  tours  in  Europe  and  America,  she  has  never  yet  per- 
formed it  in  Paris.  "La  Femme  de  Claude"  is  far  from 
being  a  favorite  here. 

That  "  La  Femme  de  Claude"  was  only  saved  from  being 
a  downright  failure  by  the  immense  talent  of  Desclee  is 
now  matter  of  history.  Therefore,  when  Dumas  declared 
to  Sarah  Bernhardt  that  her  Cesarine  was  almost  equal  to 
that  of  the  once  famous  Desclee,  he  was  paying  her  the 
greatest  compliment.  And  when,  the  day  before,  at  the  re- 
hearsal, Sarah  put  her  cold  hands  in  his,  exclaiming  "  Oh  !  I 
shall  never  attain  mastery  over  my  nerves  ! "  he  replied, 
"  You  remind  me  of  Desclee  ;  she,  too,  trembled." 

That,  on  leaving  the  Conservatoire,  Sarah  made  a 
debut  at  the  Francais  is  generally  ignored,  and  her  biogra- 
phers have  mostly  dated  her  artistic  career  from  her  appear- 
ance at  the  Odeon.  Duquesnel,  who  was  then  co-director  of 
that  theatre,  describes  how,  at  his  first  interview  with  her, 
she  came  dressed  so  fantastically  that  his  housekeeper  an- 
nounced her  as  a  Chinese  woman.  She  wore  a  sort  of 
blouse,  he  tells  us,  in  China  crepe  of  a  delicate  hue,  em- 
broidered with  fantastic  flowers,  which  left  her  throat  and 
part  of  her  arms  bare.  About  her  waist  was  girded  a 
feather  fan,  and  her  head  was  crowned  with  a  microscopic 
bonnet  fringed  with  little  bells  that  tinkled  as  she  moved. 
That  she  was  ideally  pretty,  the  susceptible  young  manager 
assured  himself  at  the  first  glance,  and  her  voice  completely 
bewitched  him.  But  his  partner  was  much  less  enthusiastic. 
He  deemed  her  too  thin,  found  fault  even  with  her  voice, 
and  would  have  dismissed  her  then  and  there  had  it  not 
been  for  Duquesnel,  to  please  whom  he  offered  to  engage 
her  at  a  rate  of  one  hundred  francs  a  month.  (Ye  gods, 
twenty  dollars  a  month  ! )  We  must  suppose  that  the 
young  lady  had  other  means  of  support,  for  she  jumped  at 
the  proposal,  declaring  that  what  she  wanted  was  to  get  a 
hearing,  the  salary  was  quite  a  secondary  consideration.  At 
this  time  she  was  already  the  mother  of  Maurice  (indeed, 
Maurice  and  his  nurse  accompanied  the  Chinese  lady),  and 
there  was  a  protector  of  high  title  in  the  background. 

It  was  arranged  that  she  should  appear  as  Aricee  in 
"  Phedre,"  and  the  leading  lady  comedian  being  out  of  town, 
was  also  cast  for  Sylvia  in  "  Le  Jeu  de  l'Amour  et  du  Harald." 
Duquesnel,  watching  his  prote'ge'e  from  the  director's  box 
on  this  first  night,  thought  she  showed  talent  in  the  tragedy, 
but  in  the  comedy  he  was  woefully  disillusioned  ;  powder  did 
not  suit  her  at  all,  and  her  dress  was  a  horrible  mixture  of 
white,  blue,  and  red.  His  partner — Chilly — could  not  con- 
ceal his  satisfaction.  "The  engagement  was  a  mistake,  the 
theatre  was  in  a  bad  way,  and  they  could  not  afford  to  pay  a 
stick  of  a  woman  like  that  a  hundred  francs  a  month."  "  If 
she  costs  us  nothing,  will  you  maintain  her  engagement  ?  " 
"Willingly."  And  so  it  was  arranged.  Mile.  Bernhardt 
should  get  her  five  napoleons,  only  they  should  come  out  of 
Duquesnel's  own  pocket. 

The  first  year  she  had  a  hard  time  of  it,  the  press  spoke 
of  her  with  disfavor  ;  but  gradually  and  surely  she  gained 
over  the  public,  the  students  in  particular  took  kindly  to 
"  la  petite  Sarah."  Her  first  real  success  was  achieved  in 
"  Kean,"  a  play  by  Dumas  f>ere,  which  was  revived  at  that 
time.  The  first  night  was  a  stormy  one  ;  the  public  was 
smarting  under  the  imperial  interdiction  of  "  Ruy  Bias,"  and 
Dumas  was  to  pay  /es  pots  cassis.  As  each  actor  appeared, 
he  or  she  was  recei\ed  with  cries  and  hisses.     But  Sarah's 


October  29,  1894. 


THE        ARGONAUT. 


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golden  voice  quelled  the  tumult,  and,  thanks  to  her,  the  per- 
formance was  allowed  to  proceed.  Chilly,  says  Duquesnel, 
was  a  good  fellow  and  ready  to  admit  that  he  had  made  a 
mistake.  "  There  is  something  in  her,  after  all.  You  shall 
be  refunded  what  you  are  out  of  pocket,  and  we  will  increase 
her  salary  to  two  hundred  and  fifty  francs  a  month.  Only 
it  is  really  a  pity  she  is  not  a  bit  fatter." 

Naturally  Duquesnel  takes  some  credit  to  himself,  and 
well  he  may.  Had  he  not  persisted,  had  Mile,  Bernhardt 
been  summarily  dismissed  by  the  short-sighted  Chilly, 
the  world  might  have  been  defrauded  of  a  great  ac- 
tress, and  there  never  would  have  been  any  "  grande 
Sarah"  to  rave  about  at  all  !  Parisina. 

Paris,  October  6,  1S94. 


EDITORIAL    NOTES. 

In  next  week's  issue,  the  Argonaut  will  print  its  complete 
ticket — State,  Congressional,  legislative,  and  municipal  It 
will  be  the  result  of  much  inquiry  and  careful  scrutiny  of 
the  claims  of  the  various  candidates.  There  are  so  many 
nominees  that  the  average  man  has  not  the  time,  if  he  has 
the  inclination,  to  make  researches  for  himself.  For  the 
same  reason  we  discuss,  on  the  editorial  pages  of  this  issue, 
the  various  constitutional  amendments  to  be  voted  on  at  the 
coming  election.  We  have  received  scores  of  letters  asking 
us  to  do  so.  It  is  very  gratifying  to  find  so  many  people 
looking  to  the  Argonaut  for  counsel.  We  can  assure  them 
that  their  confidence  will  not  be  misplaced.  The  ticket 
which  we  shall  select  from  the  various  candidates  will  be  the 
result  of  much  time  and  labor,  and  will  be  an  honest 
attempt  to  place  before  the  community  the  best  men. 

It  is  the  .belief  of  this  journal  that  of  the  three  candidates 
for  sheriff,  James  McNab,  W.  J.  Ruddick,  and  R.  I. 
Whelan,  Mr.  McNab  is  the  one  to  vote  for.  Mr.  Ruddick 
did  not  make  a  good  record  as  county  clerk.  Mr.  Whelan 
trains  with  the  Young  Men's  Roman  Catholic  Institute 
crowd.  Mr.  McNab  is  a  business  man,  being  a  member  of 
the  firm  of  McNab  &  Smith ;  he  is  well  known  to  the  busi- 
ness community,  and  if  elected  will  run  the  sheriffs  office  on 
business  principles.  No  one  will  make  a  mistake  in  voting 
for  James  McNab. 

The  teachers  of  the  State  are  now  engaged  in  an  effort  to 
influence  legislative  nominees  favorably  toward  the  passage 
I  of  a  "  teachers'  pension  law."  They  have  changed  the 
name  to  a  "  teachers1  annuity  law,"  rightly  thinking  that  the 
word  "pension"  is  an  evil-sounding  one.  It  is  indeed. 
But  it  is  not  helped  by  using  a  synonym.  There  has  been 
rather  too  much  pension  business  in  this  country  during  the 
last  thirty  years.  Further  than  that,  there  is  no  reason  why 
teachers  should  be  entitled  to  pensions  any  more  than  any 
other  class  of  workers.  They  are  not  like  soldiers  or 
sailors — there  is  no  special  danger  to  life  or  limb  involved 
in  teaching.  The  individual,  in  that  as  in  other  callings  in 
civil  life,  must  look  out  for  the  future.  But  the  gravest 
danger  to  the  teachers  is  this — that  if  they  should  succeed 
in  having  a  pension  bill  passed,  it  would  infallibly  result  in 
the  cutting  down  of  their  salaries.  We  advise  them  to  stop 
where  they  are. 

San  Francisco  has  suffered  a  good  deal  lately  in  the  State 
board  of  equalization.  The  way  she  has  been  treated  is  a 
good  deal  like  highway  robbery.  She  needs  some  one  to 
represent  her  in  that  board  who  shall  be  a  man  of  brains,  of 
courage,  and  of  persistence  in  the  right.  Such  a  man  is 
Mr.  A.  Chesebrough,  the  Republican  nominee.  He  has  been 
a  well-known  business  man  in  this  city  for  years,  and  has  the 
confidence  of  the  mercantile  community.  The  charge  made 
against  him  by  the  Examiner — that  if  elected  he  would  be 
the  creature  of  C.  P.  Huntington,  because  his  firm  had  been 
agents  of  the  Pacific  Mail — is  as  false  as  it  is  absurd.  Mr. 
Huntington  took  away  the  agency  of  the  Pacific  Mail  from 
Williams,  Dimond  &  Co.,  Mr.  Chesebrough's  firm,  several 
years  ago  ;  it  is  not  probable,  therefore,  that  there  is  any 
love  lost  between  him  and  Mr.  Chesebrough. 


Among  the  names  on  the  Republican  legislative  ticket,  we 
would  like  to  call  the  attention  of  our  readers  to  that  of  Mr. 
William  S.  Wood.  Mr.  Wood  is  a  candidate  for  the  State 
senate  in  the  Twenty-Second  District.  He  is  a  member  of 
the  well-known  law  firm  of  Lloyd  &  Wood,  and  has  been  a 
respected  resident  of  San  Francisco  for  many  years.  He  is 
a  man  of  brains  and  ability,  and  thoroughly  conversant  with 
the  needs  of  the  city.  It  is  too  often  the  case  that  the  San 
Francisco  legislative  delegation  is  one  of  which  her  citizens 
are  ashamed.  Were  its  members  always  men  of  the  high 
standing  of  Mr.  Wood,  no  such  feeling  could  be  entertained. 
We  hope  our  readers  will  vote  for  him.  If  elected  he  will 
be  a  credit  to  the  city  and  the  State. 


Mr.  James  H.  Budd,  the  Democratic  candidate  for  gov- 
ernor, has  been  indulging  in  a  number  of  diatribes  on  the 
extravagant  State  government  of  California.  It  is  not  easy  to 
see  how  Mr.  Budd  could  cure  it  if  he  were  elected.  But  even 
if  he  were  able  to  do  so,  we  should  like  to  ask  him  where  he 
would  begin.  The  public  schools  must  be  provided  for  ; 
the  running  of  the  various  State  institutions  must  be  pro- 
vided for  ;  the  maintenance  of  the  insane,  criminal,  and 
pauper  population  must  be  provided  for.  Where  will  Mr. 
Budd  begin  ?  Will  he  drive  the  criminals,  the  lunatics,  and 
the  paupers  out  of  the  State?  We  only  wish  he  could — but 
how?  Will  he  reduce  the  appropriation  for  the  public 
schools?  If  so,  how  much?  Our  free,  non-sectarian, 
American  public  schools  are  very  near  and  dear  to  the 
people's  hearts.  Does  Mr.  Budd  wish  to  cut  down 
the  amount  set  aside  for  them  ?  If  so,  how  much 
does  he  want  .  to  cut  it  down  ?  The  prisons  are 
economically  administered,  but  they  are  not  self-sup- 
porting. They  can  easily  be  made  so  by  setting  the  con- 
victs at  work.     Is  Mr.  Budd  in  favor  of  that  ?     Does  he  be- 


lieve that  all  the  lazy  scoundrels  now  behind  the  bars  should 
be  put  at  some  useful  and  productive  labor?  Will  he — 
despite  the  "labor  vote" — come  out  and  say  so  on  the 
stump?  If  he  will  do  so,  Mr.  Budd  is  a  brave,  an  earnest, 
and  an  honest  man,  and  the  Argonaut  will  do  all  it  can  to 
elect  him.  What  say  you,  Mr.  Budd  ?  Where  will  you  be- 
gin to  economize?  Do  you  want  to  cut  down  the  public- 
school  fund  ?  And  are  you  in  favor  of  prison  labor  ? 
Speak  out,  Mr.  Budd. 

Among  the  various  candidates  for  the  position  of  police 
judge,  Charles  A.  Low  may  be  voted  for  with  confidence. 
Mr.  Low  is  a  man  of  liberal  education,  and  has  a  knowledge 
of  the  law  rather  beyond  that  of  most  police  justices.  In 
fact,  his  friends  wanted  to  run  him  for  superior  judge,  but 
he  preferred  to  wait.  We  hope  he  will  be  elected,  and  that 
in  a  couple  of  years  he  may  "move  up  higher"  to  the 
1  superior  bench. 

John  D.  Siebe  is  a  very  independent  individual.     He  has 
never  been  discouraged  by  a  failure  to  receive  a  nomina- 
tion, but  has  presented  himself  to  the  people  just  the  same. 
He  ought  to  have  been  nominated  for  assessor  by  the  late 
Republican  municipal  convention.     As  they  failed  to  nomi- 
nate him,   he  practically  nominated  himself,  and  the  Non- 
partisan Convention  placed  him  upon  their  ticket.     He  has  I 
a  large  personal  following,  and  it  will  be  interesting  to  see 
how  much  his  vote  will  run  ahead  of  that  of  other  men  on 
the   Non-Partisan  ticket  who,  like  himself,  are  not  on   the  1 
Republican   or    Democratic   tickets.       Siebe   ought    to    be 
elected.     He   has  managed    the   assessor's    office   honestly 
;  and  well  during  his  present  term.     The  assessor's  position  j 
1  is  one  that  strikes  at  the  tenderest  point  of  all  of  us — our 
pockets.     Four  years  ago,  the  Argonaut  advised  its  readers 
to  vote  for  John  D.  Siebe.     We  think  his  management  of  ! 
1  the  assessor's   office  justifies  us  in  advising  our  readers  to  | 
vote  for  him  again. 

Concerning  the  office  of  public  administrator,  the  Argonaut 
has  been  in  rather  a  quandary.  Other  things  being  equal,  it 
is  our  desire  to  run  Republicans  rather  than  Democrats. 
Mr.  O.  F.  Willey,  the  Republican  nominee,  is  a  gentleman 
of  the  highest  character  ;  he  has  long  been  a  leading  busi-  I 
ness  man  in  San  Francisco  and  has  resided  here  for  many 
years.  Further  than  that,  he  is  an  old  friend  of  the  Argo- 
naut and  its  proprietors.  But,  on  the  other  hand,  so  is  Cap- 
tain A.  C.  Freese,  the  Democratic  nominee.  He,  too,  has 
lived  here  for  many  years,  and  his  character  is  without 
blemish,  L:nder  the  circumstances,  we  have  been  influenced 
by  the  rule  which  we  have  elsewhere  laid  down,  and  which 
is  this  :  that  when  the  Argonaut  has  previously  supported  a 
candidate,  and  his  administration  of  his  office  has  been  satis- 
factory, it  is  no  more  than  fitting  to  support  him  again. 
Four  years  ago,  this  journal  placed  Captain  Freese's  name 
upon  its  municipal  ticket ;  two  years  ago,  it  again  supported 
him  ;  and  were  we  to  omit  his  name  from  our  ticket  now,  it 
would  read  like  a  reflection  upon  his  management  of  the 
public  administrator's  office.  This  would  be  most  unjust, 
for  during  the  four  years  Captain  Freese  has  been  public 
administrator,  he  has  administered  the  affairs  of  that  office 
with  exceptional  honesty  and  ability.  We  shall  therefore 
place  the  name  of  A.  C.  Freese  on  our  municipal  ticket  for 
the  office  of  public  administrator. 

It  is  to  be  hoped  that  the  electors  of   the  Third    Con- 
gressional   District  will  right  the  wrong  done  by  the  late 
Democratic   Congress,  and   elect  Mr.   S.  G.  Hilborn  by  an 
overwhelming  majority  over   Mr.  Warren  B.  English.     The 
means  employed  to  unseat   Mr.  Hilborn  were  scandalous. 
1  Although  he   had   a  majority  of   the  ballots,  enough  men 
were  procured  in  a  close  precinct  to  swear  that  they  had 
voted  in  sufficient  numbers  to   elect  the  Democratic  candi- 
1  date.     By  thus  going  behind  the  returns,  the   Democratic 
;  Congress  departed  from  an  unbroken  line  of  precedent,  and 
seated  Mr.  English.     If  there  is  a  Republican  majority  in 
the  next  Congress,  as  we  hope  and  believe  there  will  be,  the 
Democrats    may   have   some    of    their    own    medicine    ad- 
ministered to  them  in  disputed  election  cases. 

The  reerection  of  the  election  booths   throughout  the  city 

during  the  last  week   suggests  this   idea.     Two  years  ago, 

j  when  the  last  election  was  held,  a  severe  epidemic  of  influ- 

!  enza,  or  "  grip,"  was  raging  in  San  Francisco.     These  booths 

I  were  occupied  for  a  number  of  days  by  the  election  officers, 

'  and  on  election  day  hundreds  of  men  passed  in  and  out  of 

them.     The    usual   concomitants   of   election    crowds   were 

J  noticed  —  the  free  and    independent    electors    expectorated 

j  freely  all  over  the  booths,  and  cigar  stumps  and  cigarette  ends 

1  were  the  only  bric-a-brac  decorating  them.      It  is  within  the 

bounds  of  reason  to  suppose  that  large  numbers  of  the  bacilli 

or  disease  germs  of  the   "  grip "    were    left   in  the   booths. 

There  are  few  extremes  of  heat  or  cold  in  San  Francisco — 

certainly  not  pronounced  enough  to  kill  the  disease  germs. 

They  are  probably  still  alive  and  ready  for  business.     Does 

it  not  seem  probable  that  election  day  will  be  followed  by  a 

fresh  outbreak  of  the  epidemic,  after  the  term  of  incubation 

shall  have  elapsed  ? 

A  place  in  the  Parliament  House  at  Buda-Pesth  has  been 
refused  to  Munkacsy's  painting  of  Arpad,  the  founder  of  the 
Magyar  monarchy,  which  was  the  great  attraction  of  last 
year's  Paris  Salon.  Its  rejection  was  on  account  of  its  his- 
torical inaccuracy.  In  Arpad's  time  the  Magyars  were  un- 
shorn, and  rode  spirited  little  Hungarian  horses.  The 
artist  mounted  his  hero  on  a  splendid  war-charger  and 
made  his  face  beardless,  which  shocked  the  national  senti- 
ment. 


Having  his  vermiform  appendix  removed  has  been  rather 
a  good  thing  for  Oscar  Tully,  of  Yardville,  N.  J.,  for  the 
obstruction  was  found  to  be  a  large  pearl,  which  he  must 
have  swallowed  in  an  oyster,  and  for  which  he  has  refused 
two  hundred  dollars. 


INDIVIDUALITIES. 

Lord  Rosebery  is  a  devoted  father.  He  cut  the  cabinet 
meeting  rather  short  in  order  to  be  with  his  little  daughter 
at  Dalmeny  Park  on  her  fifteenth  birthday. 

The  late  president  of  the  Argentine  Republic,  Dr.  Pelle- 
grini, is  now  in  a  firm  of  auctioneers,  while  the  ex-minister 
of  finance  is  very  appropriately  a  money-lender. 

Admiral  Ito,  the  Japanese  hero  of  the  day,  who  is  known 
among  his  devoted  sailors  as  "the  Lean  Admiral,"  on  ac- 
count of  his  extreme  thinness,  has  a  daughter  who  is  one  of  - 
Japan's  very  few  blonde  beauties. 

Some  one  told  Pachman,  the  distinguished  but  eccentric 
little  Russian  pianist,  that  he  was  generally  supposed  to  be 
of  Hebrew  descent.  '-Son.'"  said  he,  proudly,  "my  father 
was  a  cantor  at  Odessa,  but  my  mother  was  a  Turkey  ;  I 
am  a  pianist." 

A  German  journalist,  who  visited  Bismarck  recently,  says 
that  the  ex-chancellor  has  aged  very  much  in  the  last  few 
months.  He  eats  with  difficulty,  can  hardly  hold  himself 
erect,  and  speaks  only  in  a  tone  so  low  that  it  is  hard  to 
understand  him. 

President  Cleveland  appears  to  be  something  of  a  "com- 
munist of  pelf"  himself.  He  is  chairman  of  the  board  of 
trustees  of  the  Buzzard's  Bay  Company,  a  combination  which 
announces  in  a  circular  that  it  has  "cornered"  all  "that  re- 
mains available"  of  the  land  along  the  bay  for  a  distance  of 
eighteen  miles,  comprising  some  three  thousand  acres. 

The  man  Martin  Irons,  who  was  conspicuous  in  the  great 
railroad  strike  of  1SS6,  and  whose  exploits  were  imitated  by 
Debs  in  the  recent  strike  in  Chicago,  was  recently  committed 
to  the  common  jail  in  a  Texas  town  for  an  atrocious  assault 
upon  a  seven -year- old  child.  Irons  is  a  fair  sample  of  the 
vociferous  agitators  who,  for  several  years  past,  have  be- 
guiled the  workingmen  of  the  country  into  following  their 
lead  in  mad  and  violent  attacks  upon  the  social  order. 

The- lately  deceased  Duke  of  Somerset  devoted  his  whole 
life  practically  to  driving.  At  one  time  he  used  to  drive  a 
stage-coach  from  London  to  Oxford,  dine  at  the  Mitre,  and 
then  drive  the  night  mail  back  to  London,  which  left  only 
two  hours  out  of  the  twenty-four  for  sleep.  Of  late  years, 
he  kept  the  horse  bazaar  at  Plymouth,  letting  out  teams  to 
officers  and  teaching  them  how  to  drive.  He  wrote  the 
chapter  on  "  Old  Coaching  Days  "  in  the  Badminster  vol- 
ume on  driving. 

The  great  French  comic-singer,  Paulus,  should  be  a  rich 
man.  In  addition  to  his  income  as  a  performer — which  is 
small,  as  his  popularity  has  greatly  fallen  off — and  the  pro- 
ceeds of  his  vineyard,  he  is  the  proprietor  of  the  music- 
publishing  firm  which  issued  (to  name  no  others)  the  two 
famous  songs,  "  En  Revenant  de  la  Revue  "  and  "  Pere  la 
Victoire,"  of  which  nearly  five  hundred  thousand  copies 
have  been  sold  at  fifty  centimes  each.  As  the  expenses  of 
production  are  covered  by  the  sale  of  the  first  thousand, 
the  profits  must  be  enormous. 

Count  James  Mirafiori,  half-brother  of  King  Humbert,  is 
at  the  point  of  death  in  Turin,  as  the  result  of  a  riding  acci- 
dent. Victor  Emanuel,  in  the  latter  years  of  his  stormy 
life,  made  the  acquaintance  of  Rosina  Mirafiori,  a  humble 
laundress,  and  daughter  of  a  sergeant  in  the  army.  Rosina 
was  of  singular  beauty,  but  not  educated  nor  refined.  The 
old  king  fell  .madly  in  love  with  her,  made  her  his  mistress, 
and  subsequently  contracted  a  morganatic  marriage  with  her, 
greatly  to  the  scandal  of  church  and  state.  The  dying  count 
is  the  offspring  of  that  strange  union.  His  accident  also  re- 
calls the  mysterious  affair  about  two  years  ago,  when  the 
little  chapel  wherein  was  interred  "  La  Bella  Rosina,"  as  the 
Piedmontese  always  called  her,  was  almost  destroyed  by  a 
fire.  The  massive  coffin  was  burned  and  the  body  was 
partly  carbonized.  Rumor  at  the  time  declared  that  the  fire 
was  due  to  popular  indignation  against  Rosina,  to  whom  and 
her  two  sons  Victor  Emanuel  left  five  millions  of  dollars, 
while  Humbert  was  saddled  with  debts  that  he  managed  to 
pay  off  only  three  years  ago. 

Prince  Constantine,  Duke  of  Sparta  and  Crown  Prince  of 
Greece,  has  recently  shown  what  stuff  he  is  made  of.  The 
officers  of  the  military  garrison  in  Athens  recently  sacked 
the  office  of  a  newspaper  that  had  been  advocating  various 
military  reforms.  Prince  Constantine  immediately  caused 
the  ringleaders,  some  twenty-five  or  thirty  officers,  to  be 
placed  under  the  strictest  kind  of  arrest,  and  by  a  royal 
warrant,  acting  as  regent  in  the  absence  of  his  father,  the 
king,  who  is  at  Copenhagen,  dismissed  in  disgrace  from  the 
service,  not  only  the  colonels  commanding  the  three  regi- 
ments implicated  in  the  affair,  but  also  the  general  in  mili- 
tary command  of  Athens,  for  remissness  of  duty.  For  a 
day  or  two  it  looked  as  if  the  very  throne  was  at  stake. 
Registers  were  opened  at  the  Military  Club  for  the  recep- 
tion of  the  signatures  of  those  brother  officers  who  sym- 
pathized with  the  culprits.  Even  the  minister  of  war 
showed  signs  of  taking  sides  with  the  officers.  But  without 
even  consulting  the  king  by  wire,  the  stolid  young  duke 
placed  the  minister  of  war  under  the  alternative  of  resign- 
ing his  portfolio  or  of  acting  with  the  requisite  severity. 
He  ordered,  likewise,  the  immediate  transfer  of  the  three 
regiments  in  question  to  distant,  widely  diverse,  and  dis- 
agreeable stations,  and  issued  a  proclamation  to  the  effe 
under  no  circumstances  would  the  government  permit  any  such 
disregard  of  the  law  of  the  land  on  the  part  of  any  one,  no 
matter  whether  he  wore  the  king's  cloth  or  not.  This  has 
put  an  end  to  the  embryo  revolution  which  might  have 
ended,  as  in  the  case  of  King  George's  predecessor,  King 
Otho,  in  a  military  pronunciamento  and  deposition.  And  it 
has  created  satisfaction  at  all  the  foreign  courts  to  know  that 
they  have  at  Athens  a  prince  who  is  likely  to  prove  even 
mnre  successful  than  his  father.  King  George,  in  prev* 
Greece  from  becoming  the  fire-brand  of  Eu; 


8 


THE        ARGONAUT. 


October  29,  1894. 


LITERARY    NOTES. 


Personal  and  Miscellaneous  Gossip. 
The  sensation  created  by  "The  Green  Carna- 
tion "  {published  in  the  United  States  by  the  Apple- 
tons)  continues  unabated.  Oscar  Wilde  was  re- 
cently "  drawn  "  by  it  to  the  extent  of  sending  the 
following  note  to  the  editor  of  the  Pall  Mall 
Gazette : 

"  Sir  :  Kindly  allow  me  to  contradict,  in  the  most  em- 
phatic manner,  the  suggestion,  made  in  your  issue  of 
Thursday  last,  and  since  then  copied  into  many  other 
newspapers,  that  1  am  the  author  of  '  The  Green  Carna- 
tion.' I  invented  that  magnificent  (lower.  But  with  the 
middle-class  and  mediocre  book  that  usurps  its  strangely 
beautiful  name  I  have,  I  need  hardly  say,  nothing  what- 
soever to  do.  The  flower  is  a  work  of  art.  The  book  is 
not.  I  remain,  sir,  your  obedient  servant, 

"  Oscar  Wilde." 

Charles  Dudley.  Warner's  Harper  novel,  "The 
Golden  House,"  will  be  completed  in  the  Novem- 
ber number  of  the  magazine. 

One  of  the  papers  in  Mr.  Austin  Dobson's  forth- 
coming "  Eighteenth  Century  Vignettes  "  is  entirely 
new.  It  is  entitled  "  Lady  Mary  Coke."  The 
other  papers,  which  have  appeared  in  magazines, 
have  been  carefully  revised. 

Agnes  Repplier's  new  volume  of  essays  will  be 
called  "  In  the  Dozy  Hours."  Houghton,  Mifflin 
&  Co.  will  publish  it. 

With  the  completion  of  the  Dryburgh  Edition  of 
Scott's  npvels,  the  Messrs.  Black  (Macmillan  &  Co. 
in  the  United  States)  have  decided  to  issue  in  uni- 
form style  the  poetical  writings  of  Scott,  with 
Andrew  Lang  as  editor.  The  poems  will  be  issued 
in  two  volumes,  and  the  first  will  be  ready  before 
Christmas. 

A  limited  ddition  de  luxe  of  Spenser's  "  Faerie 
Queene,"  illustrated  by  Mr.  Walter  Crane,  is  com- 
ing out  in  London.  Mr.  Crane  says  that  to  illus- 
trate this  book  has  been  the  dream  of  his  life. 

Camitle  Flammarion's  "Popular  Astronomy  "  is 
to  be  published  immediately  by  D.  Appleton  &  Co. 
Over  one  hundred  thousand  copies  have  been  sold 
in  France.  The  book  describes  in  a  popular  way 
all  the  latest  astronomical  discoveries. 

The  place  of  "  Trilby"  in  Harper 's  Magazine  will 
be  taken  by  a  novel  by  an  author  whose  latest  book 
is  only  second  to  "  Trilby"  in  popular  favor.  The 
Critic  says : 

"Thomas  Hardy's  new  story,  with  the  singular  title  of 
'The  Simpletons.'  will  be  begun  in  the  December  number 
of  Harper's,  and  be  continued  till  November,  1895.  In 
'  The  Simpletons,'  Mr.  Hardy  will  keep  to  his  old  field — 
that  which  is  far  irom  the  madding  crowd  ;  and  while  the 
frankness  which  has  characterized  his  later  art  must  be 
expected,  there  will  be  nothing,  it  is  said,  in  the  treatment 
of  the  theme  to  offend  the  sensibilities  of  the  reader. 
The  story  will  be  fully  illustrated  by  W.  Hatherwell. 

The  critical  study  by  Dr.  Louis  Lewes  of  all  the 
important  female  characters  of  Shakespeare  has 
been  translated  by  Miss  Helen  Zimmern,  and  will 
be  issued  this  month  in  London. 

Mrs.  Margaret  Deland's  new  novel,  "  Philip  and 
his  Wife,"  is  to  be  issued  immediately  by  Houghton, 
Mifflin  &  Co.  It  treats  of  the  question  of  marriage 
and  divorce,  and  will  doubtless  be  much  discussed 
in  book-form,  though  it  has  already  attracted  at- 
tention during  serial  publication  in  the  Atlantic. 

Mr.  James  Payn  is  retiring  from  the  position  of 
reader  to  Messrs.  Smith  Elder  &  Co.  The  ap- 
pointment is  said  to  be  worth  two  thousand  five 
hundred  dollars  a  year — a  handsome  figure  as  such 
appointments  go,  though  "  readers "  who  have 
"  read"  for  years  say  that  no  sum,  however  large, 
would  compensate  for  the  mental  misery  of  study- 
ing the  manuscripts  of  the  amateur  novelist. 

A  third  edition  of  Hall  Caine's  romance,  "The 
Manxman,"  has  been  called  for,  The  publishers, 
D.  Appleton  &  Co.,  announce  a  new  and  uniform 
edition  of  "The  Deemster." 

To  the  new  volume  of  Harper's,  Du  Maurier  will 
contribute  some  characteristic  papers  on  social  sub- 
jects, written  and  illustrated  in  his  familiar  style. 

Miss  Agnes  Gibernf  has  just  written  a  new  book 
entitled  "  Radiant  Suns,"  which  is  a  sequel  to  her 
"  Sun,  Moon,  and  Stars,"  and  which  treats  of  the 
more  modern  side  of  astronomy.  The  Macmillans 
publish  it. 

A  book  soon  to  appear  in  London  is  "  The  Life 
and  Adventures  of  John  Gladwyn  Jebb."  Jebb 
was  a  real  person,  who  from  the  time  he  came  to 
man's  estate,  was  a  wanderer.  It  was  to  him  that 
Haggard  dedicated  his  "  Montezuma's  Daughter." 
In  the  forthcoming  book,  Haggard  will  relate  how 
he  went  to  Mexico  with  the  intention  of  making 
with  Jebb  an  attempt  to  find  the  buried  treasure  of 
Montezuma. 

Houghton,  Mifflin  &  Co.  will  publish  immediately 
the  "  Life,  Letters,  and  Diary  of  Lucy  Larcom," 
edited  by  the  Rev.  D.  D.  Addison. 

A  new  book,  which  Beatrice  Harraden  has  writ- 
ten, has  the  title,  "  Things  Will  Take  a  Turn."  It 
is  a  book  for  children,  and  will  be  illustrated. 

The  validity  of  the  international  copyright  law 

is  disputed  by  a  firm  of  New  York  publishers,  who 

1     thAy  have  as  good  a  right  as  Messrs.  Long- 

-,  Green  &  Co.  to  publish   the  stories  of  Mr. 

'laggard.     They  argue  that  the  law  of  1890, 


empowering  the  President  to  declare  copyright 
treaties  with  foreign  countries,  involved  a  delega- 
tion of  legislative  and  judicial  power  not  sanctioned 
by  the  constitution. 

The  Appletons  are  about  to  publish  "  A  Rejoin- 
der to  Professor  Weismann,"  by  Herbert  Spencer. 
The  essay  is  reprinted  from  the  Contemporary 
Review. 

Richard  Harding  Davis  will  begin  in  the  Janu- 
ary number  of  Harper's  a  three-part  novelette,  en- 
titled "  The  Princess  Aline,"  for  which  C.  Dana 
Gibson  will  furnish  the  illustrations. 

Macmillan  &  Co.  have  in  press  a  new  edition  of 
Dr.  C.  Ellis  Stevens's  "Sources  of  the  Constitu- 
tion of  the  United  States."  The  work  has  been 
thoroughly  revised  and  has  been  supplemented  by 
four  appendices  in  which  the  subject  of  the  early 
State  constitutions  is  taken  up  more  fully. 

Among  the  notable  holiday  books  published  by 
Houghton,  Mifflin  &  Co.  will  be  a  cheaper  edition 
of  Fitzgerald's  "  Rubaiyat  of  Omar  Khayyam," 
with  Vedder's  splendid  illustrations. 

Professor  Max  Muller,  in  the  Nineteenth  Century, 
challenges  the  authenticity  of  the  so-called  Thibetan 
"  Life  of  Christ,"  issued  in  Paris  last  year  by  one 
Notovich,  as  editor,  and  reprinted  here.  He 
affirms  that  there  is  no  such  "  Life  of  Christ "  in 
existence  in  Thibetan  literature,  and  that  the  monks 
of  Himis  deny  having  nursed  Notovich,  or  any 
other  Russian,  with  a  broken  leg,  for  the  last  fifty 
years.  M.  Notovich  (he  says)  was  either  duped  by 
some  wag  in  Thibet  or  else  his  story  is  a  fraud. 

Two  Yale  athletes,  A.  A.  Stagg  and  H.  L.  Will- 
iams, have  prepared  a  "Treatise  on  American 
Football,"  which  is  to  be  published  immediately  by 
D.  Appleton  &  Co. 

Poultney  Bigelow  has  an  interesting  paper  in 
Harper's  Magazine  for  November  on  "The 
Cossack  as  Cowboy,  Soldier,  and  Citizen,"  illus- 
trated from  drawings  made  in  Russia  by  Frederic 
Remington. 

One  of  the  most  interesting  books  of  memoirs  in 
recent  years  will  be  the  "Souvenirs  of  the  Prince 
de  Joinville,"  now  in  course  of  publication  by  Mac- 
millan &  Co.  In  addition  to  its  importance  as  an 
historical  document,  the  volume  is  noteworthy  as 
unusually  vivacious  in  both  style  and  subject- 
matter,  and  has  many  spirited  sketches  scattered 
through  its  pages. 

Apropos  of  books  which  call  in  question  the 
established  relations  of  the  sexes,  the  Bookbuyer's 
London  correspondent  hears  that  Grant  Allen  is  to 
issue  the  novel  of  which  he  has  written  so  much — 
the  novel  which  no  publisher  had  the  courage  to 
venture  on. 

Professor  John  Trowbridge  has  written  a  book 
for  boys  which  Houghton,  Mifflin  &  Co.  have  in 
press.  It  is  entitled  "  Three  Boys  on  an  Electrical 
Boat." 

Dr.  Heinrich  Hoffmann,  the  author  and  illus- 
tratorof  "  Struwwelepter,"  the-most  popular  nursery- 
book  in  Germany,  died  recently  in  Frankfort,  aged 
eighty-five.     An  exchange  says  : 

"  The  book  appeared  in  1845,  has  had  over  one  hundred 
and  fifty  editions  in  Germany,  and  has  been  translated 
into  nearly  all  the  languages  of  civilization.  The  fright- 
ful, long-bearded  bugaboo,  named  Nicholas,  who,  in  one 
of  the  poems,  stuck  a  youthful  scoffer  into  the  ink-stand, 
was  considered  by  Hanover  and  other  German  States  to 
be  a  reflection  on  Czar  Nicholas  and  the  Russian  press 
censorship,  so  that  for  years  after  1848  '  Struwwelpeter ' 
was  suppressed  by  the  police.  Dr.  Hoffman  was  a 
physician  by  profession,  and  for  many  years  at  the  head 
of  an  insane  asylum." 

The  Maurice  Leloir  edition  of  Dumas's  "  Three 
Musketeers  "  is  about  ready,  from  the  house  of 
Appleton.  There  will  be  an  idition  de  luxe,  giving 
the  illustrations  printed  from  the  original  blocks. 

In  an  early  number  of  Harper's  there  will  be  be- 
gun the  "  Personal  Recollections  of  Joan  of  Arc," 
by  the  Sieur  Louis  de  Conte,  her  page  and  secre- 
tary. Under  this  guise,  one  who  is  described  as 
the  '*  most  popular  of  living  American  magazine 
writers"  will  present  the  story  of  the  Maid  of 
Orleans.  It  will  be  illustrated  by  F.  V.  du  Mond 
from  studies  made  at  the  scenes  associated  with 
Joan's  childhood,  her  campaigns,  and  her  martyr- 
dom. 

William  Winter's  "  Life  and  Art  of  Joseph 
Jefferson,"  a  companion  volume  to  his  "  Life  and 
Art  of  Edwin  Booth,"  will  be  issued  soon  by  Mac- 
millan &  Co. 

"The  Life  of  Frances  Power  Cobbe.  By  Her- 
self," just  published  by  Houghton,  Mifflin  &  Co., 
is  getting'  long  and  favorable  reviews.  It  is  an  in- 
teresting autobiography  of  an  interesting  woman. 

Another  volume  of  Edward  Fitzgerald's  delight- 
ful letters  may  be  given  to  the  world.  A  London 
publisher  has  in  his  possession  a  collection  of  about 
one  hundred  letters  addressed  by  the  translator  of 
"Omar  Khayyam  "  to  Fanny  Kenible. 

"  The  Lilac  Sunbonnet,"  the  new  novel  by  S.  R. 
Crockett,  to  be  published  immediately  by  D. 
Appleton  Sc  Co.,  is  the  first  novel  which  the  author 
has  published  since  "  The  Raiders." 

Mr.  Theodore  Watts  believes  that  the  time  has 
gone  by  when  English  poets,  save  a  very  few,  need 


hope  to  write  for  any.  other  generation  than  their 
own.  "  In  order  to  be  forgotten,"  he  says,  "  it  is 
not  necessary  for  a  poet  to  die  ;  let  him  cease  to 
write  for  five  years,  and  he  will  pass  out  of  mem- 
ory, while  a  dozen  '  greatest  poets  of  the  age  '  will 
have  been  boomed  in  succession,  and  in  succession 
forgotten,  over  his  head." 

Among  the  features  of  the  November  Harper's 
will  be  a  thrilling  story  by  Thomas  J.  Janvier,  en- 
titled "The  Sea-Robbers  of  New  York,"  recount- 
ing the  adventures  of  "the  Red  Sea  trade" 
pirates  during  the  early  history  of  New  York. 
Howard  Pyle  will  illustrate  it. 

A  New  York  publisher  will  soon  issue  a  series  of 
satirical  essays  and  humorous  sketches  relating  to 
modern  fiction,  under  the  title  of  "  The  Literary 
Shop."  They  are  from  the  pen  of  James  L.  Ford, 
the  author  of  "  Hypnotic  Tales." 

A.  B.  Frost  is  illustrating  a  new  edition  of  T.  B. 
Aldrich's  "  Story  of  a  Bad  Boy,"  which  Houghton, 
Mifflin  &  Co.  will  publish.    ' 

D.  Appleton  &  Co.  are  just  bringing  out  the 
poems  of  Frank  L.  Stanton,  of  the  Atlanta  Consti- 
tution, with  the  title  "Songs  of  the  Soil."  Mr. 
Stanton  is  a  working  journalist,  and  his  verse  has 
been  copied  all  over  the  country.  The  book  will 
include  poems  of  both  sentiment  and  dialect. 


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New  Publications. 
A  lecture  on  "  Mediaeval  and  Renaissance  Libra- 
ries," by  J.  W.  Clark,  Registrary  of  the  University 
of  Cambridge,  England,  where  the  lecture  was  read 
last  June,  has  been  published,  with  illustrations,  by 
Macmillan  &  Co.,  New  York  ;  price,  $1.00. 

Probably  called  forth  by  the  success  of  Hall 
Caine's  new  novel,  "  The  Manxman,"  a  new 
edition  of  "The  Little  Manx  Nation,"  the  history 
in  which  the  novelist  has  set  forth  the  events  in  the 
life  of  that  race  from  which  he  takes  his  heroes  and 
heroines,  has  been  issued  by  the  United  States 
Book  Company,  New  York. 

"  The  Search  for  Andrew  Field,"  by  Everett  T. 
Tomlinson,  is  the  initial  volume  of  a  series  of 
stories  for  boys.  Its  hero  is  "  pressed  "  for  service 
on  a  British  man-of-war,  and  this  and  the  subse- 
quent volumes  relate  his  adventures,  at  the  same 
time  setting  forth  the  causes,  course,  and  results  of 
the  War  of  1812.  Published  by  Lee  &  Shepard, 
Boston  ;  price,  $1.50. 

A  new  and  interesting  glimpse  of  John  Ruskin  is 
afforded  by  the  volume  of  "  Letters  to  a  College 
Friend,"  which  he  wrote  during  the  years  1840-1845. 
They  chat  pleasantly  about  himself,  his  work,  his 
impressions,  and  a  variety  of  topics,  and  have 
unusual  value  as  showing  the  mental  growth  of  a 
man  who  has  left  his  impress  on  the  times.  Pub- 
lished by  Macmillan  &  Co.,  New  York  ;  price, 
$1.56. 

"Centuries  Apart,"  by  Edward  T.  Bouve,  is  an 
amusing  romance  in  which  the  civilization  of  the 
nineteenth  century  is  brought  face  to  face  with  that 
of  the  sixteenth.  This  is  accomplished  by  a  fleet 
of  American  war-ships  being  carried  by  storm  and 
a  warm  current  to  South  England,  an  island  in  the 
open  Antarctic  Sea  on  which  live  a  nation  of  En- 
glishmen, descendants  of  an  English  fleet  that  had 
been  similarly  carried  South  three  centuries  before. 
Published  by  Little,  Brown  &  Co.,  Boston  ;  price, 
$1.50. 

It  is  seldom  that  a  good  book  on  big-game  shoot- 
ing is  written  by  an  American,  but  an  excellent 
work  of  the  kind  is  "  Wild  Beasts,"  by  J.  Hampden 
Porter.  It  is  a  study  of  the  characters  and  habits 
of  the  elephant,  lion,  leopard,  panther,  jaguar, 
tiger,  puma,  wolf,  and  grizzly  bear,  describing 
their  physical  and  mental  traits,  their  habitats,  and 
other  points  that  the  hunter  ought  to  know,  many 
authorities  being  quoted  in  addition  to  the  author's 
personal  experiences  and  observations.  Published 
by  Charles  Scribner's  Sons,  New  York  ;  price, 
$2.00. 

"A  Mild  Barbarian,"  the  hero  of  Edgar  Faw- 
cett's  new  novel,  is  a  man  who  has  been  brought 
up  to  be  morally,  intellectually,  and  physically  per- 
fect and  utterly  uncontaminated  by  the  sordid  and 
conventional  traits  that  have  grown  upon  humanity. 
Such  an  individual  introduced  into  modern  New 
York  gives  the  author  opportunity  to  hit  off  the 
foibles  of  fashionable  society,  and  some  amusing 
scenes  are  the  result.  But  the  serious  purpose  of 
the  tale  is  marred  by  its  hasty  and  immature  con- 
struction. Published  by  D.  Appleton  &  Co.,  New 
York  ;  price,  $1.00. 

Bradford  Torrey,  a  Boston  business  man  who 
loved  birds  so  much  and  had  found  out  so  much 
about  them  that  he  could  not  help  writing  about 
them,  has  made  a  little  niche  for  himself  in  the 
temple  of  fame,  from  which  he  discourses  pleas- 
antly and  eloquently  on  his  feathered  favorites.  In 
his  new  book,  he  has  left  his  usual  New  England 
haunts  and  gone  far  afield:  "A  Florida  Sketch- 
Book "  is  a  record  of  an  amateur  naturalist's  ob- 


Pears' 

Do  you  know 

the  most  luxu- 
rious bath  in 
the  world? 

Have  you 
used  Pears' 
soap? 


servations  in  the  marshes  and  flat-woods  of  the  far 
Southern  State.  The  book  is  indexed.  Published 
by  Houghton,  Mifflin  S:  Co.,  Boston  ;  price,  $1.25. 

Caroline  Hazard,  whose  name  has  figured  in  the 
list  of  magazine  poets  for  some  years  past,  has 
gathered  her  fugitive  verses  into  a  little  volume 
which  she  calls  "  Narragansett  Ballads."  It  is 
divided  into  two  parts,  in  the  first  of  which  she  re- 
tells in  verse  several  of  the  legends  of  Rhode 
Island,  while  the  second  includes  brief  poems  of 
flowers  and  places  ;  among  the  latter  are  a  few 
suggested  by  scenes  in  Southern  California.  Pub- 
lished by  Houghton,  Mifflin  &  Co.,  Boston  ;  price, 
$1.00. 

Kate  Sanborn  has  written  a  sequel  to  her 
"  Adopting  an  Abandoned  Farm,"  in  which  she 
told  how,  for  a  few  dollars,  she  had  bought  a  rural 
paradise  that  had  proved  unproductive  to  a  farmer, 
and  how  she  had  made  herself  comfortable  therein. 
Now  she  has  written  about  "  Abandoning  an 
Adopted  Farm,"  not  because  her  venture  was  a 
failure,  but  because  she  wanted  to  get  farther  from 
civilization.  She  has  now  taken  a  larger  farm,  and 
secured  a  professional  farmer  from  Nova  Scotia  to 
work  it  on  shares,  she  meantime  reveling  in  the 
delights  of  rusticity,  as  she  sets  forth  in  this  book. 
Published  by  D.  Appleton  &  Co.,  New  York  ; 
price,  75  cents. 

Barrett  Wendell,  assistant  professor  of  English 
at  Harvard  University,  has  made  a  book  of  a  series 
of  lectures  he  has  delivered  in  the  course  of  his 
professional  duties  and  publishes  it  under  the  title 
"  William  Shakespeare  :  A  Study  in  Elizabethan 
Literature."  It  does  not  shed  any  new  light,  but  it 
sets  forth  clearly  the  known  facts  and  presents  im- 
partially the  evidence  on  disputed  points  in  the 
great  dramatist's  life  and  discusses  his  genius.  The 
contents  are  an  introduction,  "  The  Facts  of  Shake- 
speare's Life,"  "  Literature  and  the  Theatre  in 
England  until  1587,"  a  critical  examination  of  the 
poet's  plays  and  poems  in  the  chronological  order, 
a  summing  up,  and  a  list  of  authorities,  concluding 
with  an  index.  Published  by  Charles  Scribner's 
Sons,  New  York  ;  price,  $2.00. 

Henry  Kingsley's  novels  are  being  reprinted,  in 
response  to  a  revival  of  interest  in  his  productions — 
or  is  the  revival  due  to  the  re-issue  ?  In  either 
event,  they  are  being  reprinted  and  are  well  worth 
reading,  especially  "  Ravenshoe,"  which  comes  out 
handsomely  printed  in  two  brave  little  volumes  in 
brilliant  red  cloth  covers.  This  record  of  the 
career  of  a  young  blade,  the  scion  of  a  family  more 
renowned  for  vehemence  than  caution,  is  very 
pleasant  reading  after  some  of  the  twaddle  some 
alleged  novelists  are  grinding  out  nowadays,  and  it 
will  go  far  to  convert  those  who  have  not  read 
Henry  K*ingsley  before  that  James  Payn  was  right 
in  ranking  him  above  his  more  widely  known 
brother  Charles,  author  of  "  Hypatia  "  and  "The 
Water-Babies."  Published  by  Charles  Scribner's 
Sons,  New  York  ;  price,  $2.00  for  the  two  volumes. 

"  Municipal  government  is  business,  not  politics" 
is  the  motto  of  the  People's  Municipal  League  of 
New  York,  1890,  which  Alfred  R.  Conkling  quotes 
on  the  title-page  of  "City  Government  in  the 
United  States,"  and  it  strikes  the  key-note  of  the 
book.  Mr.  Conkling  has  been  an  alderman  in 
New  York  and  a  member  of  the  State  assembly,  as 
well  as  a  student  of  city  government,  and  is  able  to 
write  from  the  practical  as  well  as  the  theoretical 
stand-point.  The  scope  of  the  work  may  be  seen 
from  the  following  list  of  chapters  : 

"  The  Government  of  American  Cities,"  "  The  Mayor," 
"  Boards  of  Aldermen,"  "Public  Parks,"  "The  Fire  De- 
partment," "The  Police  Department,"  "  Police  Courts," 
"Excise,"  "Water,  Gas,  and  Electricity,"  "Streets," 
"Street  -  Cleaning,"  "Street  Pavements,"  "Public 
Works,"  "Charitable  Institutions,"  "Public  Schools 
and  Trade  Schools,"  "  Finance  and  Taxation,"  "  Munici- 
palization," "  Elections,"  and  "The  Remedies." 

The  author  gives  a  good  list  of  authorities  for 
further  investigation,  and  the  book  is  indexed. 
Published  by  D.  Appleton  &  Co.,  New  York  ; 
price,  $1.00. 

Mary  Hartwell  Catherwood  has  gathered  seven 
short  stories  of  Canadian  life  into  the  volume  en- 
titled "The  Chase  of  Saint -Castin  and  Other 
Stories  of  the  French  in  the  New  World."  They 
range  in  period  from  the  time  of  Frontenac  to  the 
fall  of  Quebec  and  after,  and  in  scene  from  the  Plains 
of  Abraham,  where  Wolfe  made  his  night  landing, 
to  the  far  swamps  of  the  Mississippi.  Love  and 
warfare  figure  prominently  in  these  tales,  many  of 
which  are  evidently  based  on  tradition,  and  some 
have  a  strong  tinge  of  the  supernatural.  The 
most  striking  of  them  is  probably  that  in  which  is 
set  forth  the  gradual  awakening  of  love  in  the 
flinty  breast  of  a  big-boned  Canadian  spinster, 
who  finally  dies  by  the  hand  of  the  Highland 
officer  who  has  unconsciously  called  forth  this 
pathetic  passion.  The  list  of  the  tales  is:  "The 
Chase  of  Saint-Castin,"  "The  Beanport  Loup- 
Garou,"  "The  Mill  at  Petit  Cap,"  "Wolfe's 
Cove,"  "  The  Windigo,"  "  The  Kidnaped  Bride," 
and  "  Pontiac's  Lookout."  Published  by  Houghton, 
Mifflin  &  Co.,  Boston  ;  price,  $1.25. 

The  old  axiom  that  there  is  no  royal  road  to 
learning  is  being  proved  false  for  the  children  now 
growing  up  by  the  promulgation  of  such  books  as 
"  Systematic  Science  Teaching,"  by  Edward  Gard- 
nier  Howe,  which  has  just  been  issued  in  the  Inter- 


national Education  Series.  It  is  a  manual  of  in- 
ductive elementary  work  for  all  instructors,  and  by 
it  they  are  so  directed  to  teach  the  young  idea  to 
shoot  that  acquiring  knowledge  becomes,  instead 
of  a  task,  a  pleasure  to  be  pursued  easily  and  with 
avidity.  The  scope  of  the  book  is  shown  in  the  chart 
on  which  are  inscribed  the  work  for  each  one  of  nine 
years,  on  the  stars  and  earth,  minerals  and  rocks, 
plants,  animals,  feeling  and  touch,  hearing  and  ear, 
seeing  and  eye,  smell,  taste,  physiology,  color,  form, 
number,  size  and  weight,  hand  training,  drawing, 
painting,  modeling,  geography,  chemistry,  physics, 
imagination,  language,  reading,  use  of  books,  and 
morals  and  character — a  range  of  instruction  that 
puts  the  child-mind  in  training  to  forge  ahead  easily 
and  quickly  in  more  advanced  education.  Pub- 
lished by  D.  Appleton  &  Co.,  New  York  ;  price, 
$1.50. 

Whoever  knows  the  charm  of  Lafcadio  Hearn's 
poetic  prose  will  be  glad  to  hear  that  some  of  the 
results  of  his  four  years'  sojourn  in  the  land  of  the 
Mikado  hare  been  put  between  covers  and  fill  two 
goodly  volumes  with  "Glimpses  of  Unfamiliar 
Japan."  The  "unfamiliar  Japan"  is  the  real 
Japan,  the  Nippon  of  the  middle  classes  who  have 
not  been  contaminated  by  the  material  progress  of 
the  Occident,  and  among  whom  the  old  beliefs  and 
the  old  customs  still  survive  in  their  pristine  beauty 
and  purity.  Of  this  life,  Mr.  Hearn  has  given  us 
more  than  "  glimpses,"  for  he  has  the  sympathetic 
insight  and  the  genius  to  reproduce  in  words  that 
constitute  the  artist  :  he  has  felt  the  life  of  Old 
Japan,  and  he  has  set  it  down  in  words  that  reveal 
it  equally  to  the  reader.  Of  the  grace  and 
purity  of  Mr.  Hearn's  diction  there  has  been  no 
question  for  many  years.  His  "  Legend  of  Last 
Island  "  and  his  later  descriptions  of  tropic  scenes 
have  given  him  a  place  beside  Gautier  as  an  artist 
in  word-painting,  and  Japan  has  provided  a  subject 
to  his  hand  that  has  called  forth  his  best  work. 
The  two  books  contain  twenty-seven  sketches  in  all, 
of  which  four  are  remodeled  from  newspaper 
articles  and  six  are  from  the  Atlantic ;  the  re- 
mainder are  new.  Published  by  Houghton,  Mif- 
flin &  Co.,  Boston  ;  price,  $4.00  per  set. 

Some  months  ago,  one  of  the  Argonaut's  corres- 
pondents sent  from  Paris  an  article  based  on 
Fr6d£ric  Masson's  "  Napoleon  et  les  Femmes."  It 
was  widely  read  and  copied,  and  no  doubt  did  its 
part  in  bringing  the  book  to  the  attention  of  the 
novel-reading  public.  Now  a  translation  of  the 
entire  book  appears  done  into  English  by  J.  M. 
Howell,  and  entitled  "  Napoleon,  Lover  and  Hus- 
band." It  is  a  record  of  the  French  emperor's 
relations,  of  whatever  kind,  with  the  fair  sex,  with 
naught  set  down  in  malice  and  precious  little 
reservation.  It  opens  with  an  extract  from  his 
diary,  written  when  he  was  first  in  Paris  at  the  age 
of  eighteen,  when  a  nymph  du  pave  attracted  his 
attention,  and  then,  by  a  brief  retrospect  of  his 
previous  life,  shows  that  that  was  the  first  incident 
properly  to  be  set  forth  in  a  book  of  this  kind. 
There  are  twenty  chapters  in  the  book : 

"Youth,"  "Thoughts  of  Marriage,"  "Josephine  de 
Beauhamais,"  "Citizeness  Bonaparte,"  "Madame 
Foures."  "Reconciliation,"  "La  Grassini,"  "  Footlight 
Beauties,"  "Readers,"  "Josephine's  Coronation," 
"  Madame  XXX,"  "Stephanie  de  Beauhamais," 
"  Eleonore,"  "Hortense,"  "Madame  Walewska,"  "The 
Divorce,"  "  Marie-Louise,"  "  Elba,"  "  The  Hundred 
Days,"  and  "  Summarj1." 

Such  a  record  is,  of  course,  a  chronique  scandal- 
euse,  but  it  has  its  uses  ;  as,  for  example,  it  ex- 
plains the  wonderful  leniency  of  Bonaparte  toward 
Bernadotte's  wife.  Published  by  the  Merriam 
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THE         ARGONAUT. 


October  29,  1894. 


"  The  Second  Mrs.  Tanqueray  "  is  supposed  to 
have  lifted  Arthur  Plnero  into  the  first  place  among 
the  English  dramatists.  Henry  Arthur  Jones, 
Oscar  Wilde,  Sydney  Grundy,  and  the  others 
have  all  been  left  far  behind.  Not  since  the  days 
of  Bulwer  has  the  stage  in  England  been  enriched 
by  a  masterpiece  so  artistic  in  construction,  so 
brilliant  in  dialogue,  so  vital  in  interest,  so  effect- 
ively modern.  Never  before  has  this  subject- 
long  a  favorite  with  the  French  dramatists— been 
so  successfully  treated  by  an  English  member  of 
the  craft.  Mr.  Pinero  has  broken  through  the  re- 
serve which  the  British  playwright  has  been  forced 
to  preserve,  and  seizing  upon  a  subject  of  dark  and 
dramatic  interest,  has  treated  it  with  a  ruthless 
truthfulness,  an  absorbing  intention  to  carry  it  out 
to  its  logical  termination,  which  gives  to  the  piece 
a  piercing  and  convincing  reality. 

Judging  by  "Lady  Bountiful,"  "Sweet  Laven- 
der," and  "  The  Second  Mrs.  Tanqueray,"  Pinero 
is  a  writer  of  plays  who  thinks  seriously  of  the 
moral  and  educational  value  of  the  stage.  He  has 
borrowed  from  the  French  their  artistic  earnest- 
ness, their  belief  in  the  dignity  of  the  theatre  as 
being  of  high  importance  in  the  state,  their  respect- 
ful regard  for  the  drama  as  something  more  than  a 
trade,  whereby  large  sums  of  money  may  be  made 
by  lucky  coups.  But  he  also  has  behind  this  a  sense 
of  responsibility  as  to  the  moral  influence  that  the 
drama  wields  and  a  strong  conviction  as  to  what 
is  right  and  what  is  wrong.  This,  among  the  ar- 
tistic classes,  in  which  the  latter-day  fad  for  abroad 
toleration  and  a  curious  surveying  of  all  sides  of  a 
question  is  now  so  popular,  is  much  more  rare  than 
the  outsiders  have  guessed. 

It  is  this  strength  of  conviction  which  makes 
Pinero's  plays— let  the  subject  be  as  broad  and  un- 
conventional as  its  author  chooses — moral  in  their 
tendencies.  It  is  the  absence  of  this  conviction 
that,  in  the  French  writers— be  they  sanctimonious 
preachers  of  high  sentiments  like  the  younger 
Dumas,  or  boldly  defiant  of  any  laws  save  those 
of  dramatic  unity,  like  the  elder  Dumas — makes 
their  plays  so  sickly  and  unwholesome.  In  no 
form  of  literature  does  the  point  of  view  of  the 
author  show  so  clearly  as  in  the  drama.  In  no 
form  of  literature  is  it  so  easy  to  discover  whether 
the  author  is  sincere  in  his  admiration  of  a  lofty 
morality.  His  puppets  may  speak  sentiments  as 
fine  as  those  of  St.  Augustine  and  Marcus  Aure- 
lius  ;  but  if  their  creator  has  not  these  close  at  his 
heart,  the  whole  will  sound  false,  and  the  keen  ob- 
server may  see  the  satyr  peeping  through  the  dis- 
guise of  the  philosopher. 

In  the  honesty  of  his  intention,  in  the  earnest- 
ness of  his  convictions,  Mr.  Pinero  closely  resem- 
bles Emile  Augier.  In  both  of  these  dramatists 
the  desire  not  so  much  to  preach  as  to  point  out  is 
frankly  apparent,  Neither  has  desired  to  usurp 
for  the  stage  the  duties  of  the  pulpit,  but  both 
realized  the  enormous  power  of  the  stage  in  the 
vividness  of  its  realism,  in  the  directness  of  its 
appeal,  in  the  lightning-like  sharpness  of  its  blow 
which  splits  the  question  open  to  the  core.  To 
Augier,  the  believer  in  the  home  and  the  domestic 
hearth,  the  power  of  the  destroying  angel  who 
goes  about  waging  her  subtle  warfare  against  both, 
was  "  a  subject  made  to  his  hand,"  and  some  of  his 
greatest  plays — those  sedate  and  tranquil  master- 
pieces of  his,  so  devoid  of  "  the  weariness,  the 
fever,  and  the  fret  "  which  curdle  and  sour  so  many 
French  dramas — turn  on  this  subject.  The  mag- 
nificent tigress  who  is  the  heroine  of  "  L'Aventu- 
riere,"  the  fierce  and  almost  terrible  Olympe,  the 
apparently  naive  and  harmless  Seraphine,  who,  in 
the  hour  of  discovery  and  threatened  poverty,  re- 
veals herself  in  all  her  wretched  and  corrupt  de- 
basement—through these  portraitures  it  was  that 
this  great  dramatist  chose  to  deliver  his  word  of 
warning,  of  guidance,  and  of  protest. 

The  spirit  inspiring  Augier  is  that  which  inspires 
Pinero.  Both  in  execution  and  point  of  view 
"  The  Second  Mrs.  Tanqueray  "  is  more  like  "  Les 
Lionnes  Pauvres"  and  "  Le  Mariage  d'Olympe  " 
than  any  other  drama  which  suggests  itself  to  the 
memory  of  the  play-goer — and  how  many  have 
been  written  on  this  subject  ?  The  English  play 
has  not  the  exquisite  delicacy  of  treatment  and 
construction  that  the  French  ones  show  ;  but  it  has 
the  vigor,  the  coarse  and  stalwart  strength,  the 
rude  vitality  which  is  the  possession  English  art 
offsets  against  the  finesse  and  thin  superfineness  of 
which  the  French  boast. 

Paul     Ray  herself  is  the  English  version,  drawn 

by    the    muscular,   heavy    English    hand,   of    the 

n  who  in  French  portraiture  takes  the  form 

■  Olympe  and  Seraphine.     But  underthe  debonair 


and  careless  gayety  of  this  sleek,  luxurious,  splen- 
did animal,  lie  a  ferocity  of  feeling,  a  hidden  store 
of  smoldering  fires  that  can  burst  into  flames,  lurid 
and  scorching.  There  is  an  animal  breadth  and 
splendor  of  life  about  the  English  heroine  which 
the  French  lack.  With  her,  there  were  possibili- 
ties of  finer  things — the  tree,  bent  now  and  dis- 
torted, might  in  the  beginning  have  grown  up 
straight  and  tall.  Augier's  heroines  were  predes- 
tined to  evil — vessels  misshapen  by  the  potter. 
The  spot  of  corruption  at  the  heart  grew  and  over- 
spread the  whole  being.  Faced  by  sudden  discov- 
ery, threatened  by  exposure  and  expulsion  from 
the  homes  they  had  crept  into  and  slowly  poisoned, 
they  either  show  that  desire  to  fight  and  tear  and 
rend  of  the  cornered  rat,  or  boldly  declare  their 
allegiance  to  the  old  standards,  and  wade  back 
through  the  mire,  glad  to  give  way  to  the  yearnings 
of  la  nostalgic  d-e  la  boue. 

If  in  Paula  the  type  is  broadly  British,  in  the 
other  female  character  the  author  was  strongly  in- 
fluenced by  French  ideals.  Ellean  is  an  inginue  of 
the  true  Gallic  cut.  That  this  young  girl,  convent- 
bred,  of  an  angelic  innocence  and  simplicity,  should 
have,  through  the  keenness  of  her  intuitions,  im- 
mediately seen  through  her  step-mother  is  rather 
hard  to  realize.  An  instinctive  dislike  and  mistrust 
would  have  been  perfectly  natural.  These  in- 
tuitions, these  covert  warnings  which  tell  one  to 
beware  here  and  trust  there  are  felt  at  all  ages — in 
fact,  children  have  them  more  strongly  than  grown 
people — and  such  a  feeling  in  Ellean  against  her 
coarsely  brilliant  step-mother  would  have  been  per- 
fectly comprehensible  ;  but  that  she  should  have 
instinctively  guessed  to  what  class  and  kind  of 
woman  the  second  Mrs.  Tanqueray  belonged, 
seems  a  somewhat  strained  conclusion.  The  type 
is  very  French  —  a  preternatural  ignorance  com- 
bined with  a  preternatural  acuteness.  Mr.  Pinero's 
English  adherence  to  simplicity  and  truth  appears 
when  he  makes  her  admit  that  while  she  can  over- 
look the  blots  in  the  record  of  her  lover,  she  has 
only  condemnation  and  disgust  for  the  sins  of  her 
step-mother.  This  is  the  woman's  attitude,  be  she 
inginite,  matron,  or  grandmother,  and  all  the  Sarah 
Grands  that  ever  made  the  welkin  ring  with  their 
theories  will  not  change  it. 

The  effect  of  the  play  is  one  of  intense  and  chill- 
ing gloom.  This  is  due  to  the  unflinching  truth  of 
each  succeeding  situation  and  the  manner  in  which 
the  story  unfolds  itself  in  unerring  inevitableness 
toward  its  predestined  conclusion.  It  had  to  be 
this  way,  and  this  way  it  is,  and,  as  each  scene  rolls 
up  its  added  load  of  unescapable  and_  heavy  conse- 
quence, the  long  shadow  of  the  climax  falls  forward 
over  it  and  darkens  it  ominously.  The  sense  of  the 
unavoidable,  advancing  destruction,  the  fateful  ap- 
proach of  the  grim  destiny,  is  depressingly  stern 
and  gloomy.  The  death  of  Paula  is  foreseen  and 
accepted  from  the  earlier  scenes  of  the  piece,  but 
her  last  conversation  with  Tanqueray  is  something 
entirely  unsuspected,  and,  after  the  French  ideal  of 
such  farewells,  is  terribly  harsh  in  its  sordid,  ruth- 
less truthfulness.  There  is  something  of  a  ruinous 
magnificence  in  her  attitude  in  this  interview,  and 
her  unflinching  outlook  into  the  destroyed  future 
has  in  it  that  touch  of  fineness  which  courage  and 
truth  can  lend  to  the  most  debased. 

Mrs.  Kendal's  performance  of  Mrs.  Tanqueray 
has  been  severely  criticised  in  the  East.  It  was 
criticised  on  the  grounds  that  so  irreproachable  a 
lady  as  Mrs.  Kendal  demeaned  herself  by  acting 
the  character  of  Paula  with  a  robust  realism  that 
at  times  was  what  the  French  would  call  "  brute." 
That  a  criticism  inspired  by  such  a  provincial  spirit 
should  be  accepted  in  New  York  seems  strange. 
Sarah  Bernhardt's  realism  is  never  the  subject  of 
offended  criticism.  Mrs.  Kendal  has  been  criti- 
cised more  for  acting  with  artistic  truthfulness  than 
she  ever  was  for  acting  with  painstaking  mediocrity. 
In  fact,  she  was  criticised  on  the  plane  of  an 
amateur.  The  bold  but  well-balanced  accuracy 
of  her  portrayal  offended  where  a  more  superficial, 
and  what  might  be  called  genteel,  personation  would 
have  pleased.  Mrs.  Kendal's  judges  were  like  those 
ladies  of  good  society  who  do  not  wish  their  daugh- 
ters to  play  on  the  piano,  or  paint,  or  write  really 
well,  because,  if  they  do,  it  will  not  look  well  bred. 
Up  to  this  it  appears  that  the  English  actress  has 
been  fondly  regarded  as  a  sort  of  successful 
amateur — a  lady  among  actresses — and  the  criticism 
was  inspired  by  the  same  spirit  as  that  which  vio- 
lently attacked  Miss  Elsie  de  Wolfe  for  acting  the 
screen  scene  in  "The  School  for  Scandal,"  in  the 
dear,  dead  days  when  she  was  a  flattered  and  dis- 
tinguished amateur. 

Artistically  speaking,  Mrs.  Kendal  has  never 
done  anything  so  fine  as  her  portrayal  of  Paula 
Tanqueray.  It  is  a  piece"  of  work  executed  with 
more  breadth  than  anyone  acquainted  with  her  de- 
tailed and  laborious  style  could  have  thought  her 
capable  of.  Eminently  an  actress  of  the  drawing- 
room  drama,  she  can  suddenly — at  an  age  when  the 
actress  is  generally  supposed  to  have  reached  the 
limits  of  her  talents— show  a  penetration  of  insight, 
a  delicacy  of  appreciation,  and  a  sweeping  vigor  of 
characterization  of  which  no  one  before  supposed 
her  possessed.  Mrs.  Tanqueray,  as  she  acts  her,  is 
a  salient  figure  on  the  stage — large,  high-colored, 
coarse,  and  exultingly  alive.  There  is  no  deference 
displayed  in  the  treatment  of  the  character  to  preju- 
dice conventional  standards.  The  personation  from 
first  to  last  is  conceived  and  executed]in  the  coarse- 


fibred,    exuberant,   florid    robustness   that   so   dis- 
tinguishes all  forms  of  English  art. 

Mr.  Kendal  was  relegated  to  the  character  of 
Aubrey  Tanqueray,  a  colorless  gentleman  who, 
from  weirdly,  unworldly,  and  idiotically  Quixotic 
notions,  precipitates  himself  and  his  daughter  into 
a  whirlpool  of  wretchedness.  The  character  is 
simple  and  unobtrusive,  and  Mr.  Kendal  has 
enough  of  the  artist  in  him  to  keep  the  personation 
always  keyed  at  a  low  pitch.  His  acting  was  re- 
freshingly simple  and  gentlemanly.  It  is  good  to 
see  a  man  on  the  stage  who  knows  how  to  be  a 
gentleman  without  trying  to  make  the  audience 
think  he  is  a  prince.  One  did  not  realize  how 
finely  simple  and  quiet  his  portrayal  was  till,  on  re- 
view of  the  play,  one  recollected  the  reserve,  the 
dignity,  and  the  perfect  naturalness  of  this  hapless 
gentleman,  who  was  so  important  and  yet  so  unob- 
trusive a  figure  in  the  gloomy  drama. 


Harry  B.  Smith,  librettist  of  "  Robin  Hood," 
"  Rob  Roy,"  and  other  romantic  operas,  has  fur- 
nished the  book  and  Julian  Edwards  the  music  for 
"Jupiter  ;  or,  The  Cobbler  and  the  King,"  which 
is  to  be  sung  at  the  Tivoli  Opera  House  on  Mon- 
day night  and  throughout  the  week.  The  cast  of 
characters  is  as  follows  : 

Jupiter  and  Spurious  Cassius,  Ferris  Hartman  ;  Den- 
tatus,  John  J.  Raffael ;  Octopus,  Thomas  C.  Leary ; 
Grampus,  George  Olmi ;  Pyrrhus,  Phil  Branson  ;  Marcus 
Coonius,  Stewart  Libbey ;  Patricus  Malonious,  Fred 
Kavanaugh ;  Sergius,  Tillie  Salinger  ;  Pandora,  Gracie 
Plaisted ;  Claudia,  Alice  Neilson ;  Lucilla,  Mary  P. 
Thompson;  Juno,  Lena  Salinger;  Ganymede,  Vera 
Werden  ;  Narcissus,  Irene  Mull. 


Mr.  and  Mrs.  Kendal  will  be  seen  in  "  The 
Ironmaster" — adapted  from  Ohnet's  "  Le  Maitre 
de  Forges"  by  Pinero,  the  author  of  "  The  Second 
Mrs.  Tanqueray,"  "Sweet  Lavender,"  "The 
Profligate,"  and  "The  Amazons"  —  on  Monday 
and  Tuesday  nights  and  at  the  Saturday  matinee  ; 
in  a  new  version  of  Sydney  Grundy's  "A  White 
Lie  "  on  Wednesday  and  Thursday  ;  and  in  a  ro- 
mantic drama,  "All  for  Her,"  on  Friday  and 
Saturday  nights.  This  will  be  the  second,  and  last 
but  one,  week  of  the  Kendals'  engagement  at  the 
Baldwin. 


General  Lew  Wallace,  the  well-known  author 
and  former  United  States  Minister  to  Turkey,  will 
deliver  two  lectures  at  Y.  M.  C.  A.  Hall,  on  Mason 
and  Ellis  Streets,  during  the  coming  week.  The 
first  will  be  on  "  Turkey  and  the  Turks  "  on  Tues- 
day evening,  and  the  second  on  "  How  I  Came  to 
Write  '  Ben  Hur '  "  on  Friday  evening. 


Katie  Emmett  will  continue  another  week  at  the 
California  Theatre  in  "  Killarney,"  and  an  entire 
new  series  of  "living  pictures"  will  fdllow  each 
performance.  Little  Mabel  Taliafero,  Robert 
Sheridan,  and  Miss  Katie  Emmett  will  all  introduce 
new  songs  and  dances. 


—  For  the  newest  publications  of  pict- 
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S.  &  G.  Gump's  Art  Emporium,  113  Geary  Street, 
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11 


VANITY    FAIR. 


Woman  has  been  discussing  "What  short- 
coming in  a  man  is  most  distasteful  to  a  woman  ?  " 
A  plebiscite  has  been  taken  on  the  subject,  and  the 
result  is  instructive.  Out  of  hundreds  of  English- 
women, not  a  single  one  objects  to  a  man  being 
"  wicked."  Only  fourteen  have  any  marked  objec- 
tion to  "  unfaithfulness  "  or  "  inconstancy,"  while  a 
hundred  and  fifteen  consider  a  lack  of  good  man- 
ners as  the  most  unendurable  defect  in  a  man. 
One  woman  considers  ' '  shyness  "  the  unpardonable 
sin  ;  another  can  apparently  stand  all  known  vices, 
but  can  not  endure  an  unknown  one,  which  she 
calls  "  ineffectualness."  There  is  one  woman  who 
seriously  dislikes  a  want  of  humor  in  a  man,  which 
is  rather  surprising.  Altogether,  Woman  has 
unearthed  about  fifty  masculine  vices,  each  one  of 
which  is  the  worst  possible  in  the  eyes  of  some  one 
or  more  fair  ones.  Only  one  voter  objects  to  "  the 
covert  sneer  at  women."  English  and  American 
women  hold  widely  different  views  on  this  matter. 
When,  a  twelvemonth  ago,  a  question  of  somewhat 
similar  nature  came  up,  and  about  it  for  a  whole 
afternoon  discussion  raged  in  a  woman's  club,  "  un- 
faithfulness "  was  set  down  as  the  most  unforgiva- 
ble weakness.  Intemperance  was  set  nest  to  it. 
Then  a  woman  arose  to  ask,  apropos  of  a  remark- 
able incident  of  wifely  devotion  then  recently  and 
publicly  exemplified,  whether  a  woman  loved  her 
husband  less  or  more  for  his  having  defrauded  or 
even  murdered  his  fellow-man.  The  verdict  was 
quickly  returned  that  for  such  crimes  a  true  wife 
would  not  only  not  love  her  husband  less,  but  if  he 
had  always  been  a  faithful  and  affectionate  consort, 
she  certainly  would  love  and  comfort  him  more  and 
remain  truer  in  her  affections,  for  the  very  reason 
of  his  errors  and  the  punishment  he  might  endure. 


It  has  become  a  recognized  fact  that  our  fashions 
for  men  are  taken  almost  without  change  from 
London,  and  on  that  account  it  may  be  stated  that 
there  will  be  an  outburst  of  brilliantly  hued  neck- 
ties in  this  country  during  the  winter,  very  much  in 
contrast  with  the  sober  hues  that  have  prevailed 
during  the  past  season.  Tourists  returning  from 
London  say  that  never  in  all  their  travels  have  they 
seen  anything  that  quite  equaled  the  brilliancy  of 
the  neck-wear  of  the  contemporaneous  London 
swell.  There  is  a  color  craze  there  of  unrestrained 
virulence.  Scarlet  and  vivid  blue  ties  predominate, 
and  as  the  waistcoats  are  still  cut  rather  low,  there 
is  a  blaze  of  color  beneath  the  chin  of  every  man 
in  London  who  aspires  to  anything  approaching 
swelldom. 

"Must  we  love?"  asks  Vogue.  It  appears  so, 
if  we  would  escape  the  censure  of  our  fellows. 
Affectionate  regard  for  relatives,  kindly  service  to 
friends,  an  attitude  of  benevolence  toward  human 
kind  generally,  will  not  avail.  If  a  capacity  for  the 
grand  passion  be  lacking,  that  fact  appears  to 
arouse  a  furious  resentment  in  the  breasts  of  others 
of  our  race.  Of  a  woman,  they  admit  that  she  is 
beautiful,  amiable,  talented,  and  companionable, 
but  "she  is  cold."  That  with  them,  apparently, 
outweighs  all  her  virtues  and  neutralizes  all  her 
attractiveness.  They  charge  a  man  with  being 
"  cold,"  as  though  it  were  a  crime.  They  profess 
to  scorn  him,  because  he  seeks  and  enjoys  the  so- 
ciety of  clever  women  as  a  mental  stimulant. 
Books,  minds,  and  his  profession  are  his  main  in- 
terests. The  follies  of  youth  are  not  included 
among  his  experiences.  To  be  sure,  he  warmly 
admires  his  friends  and  is  loyal  to  them — a  rare 
quality.  He  is  tender  to  his  mother,  chivalrous  in 
deed  and  word  to  all  women,  manly,  honest,  and 
clean,  but — fatal  defect — he  never  feels  the  irresisti- 
ble attraction  of  sex.  It  is  hard  to  understand  why 
the  man  who  is  so  happily  constituted  that  his  im- 
pulses never  betray  him  into  making  a  fool  of  him- 
self over  a  woman  should  be  reviled  or  scorned  by 
his  kind.  It  should  be  matter  for  rejoicing  that  an 
occasional  member  of  the  race  is  spared  the  usual 
attack  of  emotional  insanity,  with  its  attendant  im- 
becilities. The  most  belittling,  mortifying,  and 
cruel  tragedies  of  life  can  be  set  down  as  the  mis- 
takes of  Cupid,  and  those  who  escape  the  baneful 


,  influence  of  this  blundering  god  of  fate   ought  to 
be  objects  of  envy. 

M.  Hugues  Le  Roux,  the  French  novelist,  has 
been  observing  the  Norwegian  woman  in  her  re- 
cent social  development.  He  admits  that  he  went 
to  Scandinavia  to  make  the  acquaintance  in  the 
flesh  of  Hedda  Gabler  and  the  other  heroines  of 
Ibsen.  To  a  certain  extent  he  has  not  been  dis- 
appointed. The  fair-haired  girls  of  the  North  have 
come  to  take  life  so  seriously  that  they  now  take 
man  not  seriously  at  all.  Their  anxiety  about 
making  a  career,  it  seems,  has  made  them  discon- 
tented with  the  bounded  horizon  of  married  life. 
The  struggle  for  success  has  brought  about  an  an- 
tagonism between  the  sexes  which,  beginning  at 
school,  where  boys  and  girls  sit  together,  is  con- 
tinued at  college,  and  finally  reaches  its  bitterest 
point  in  the  active  practice  of  the  professions  and 
the  trades.  M.  Le  Roux  tells  us  that  young  women 
hate  their  own  beauty  as  a  handicap  in  the  race  for 
success.  They  do  not  want  to  charm  through 
their  feminine  qualities  ;  they  want  to  dominate  as 
a  man  does — by  mental  strength.  They  cut  off 
their  hair,  disdain  good  dressmaking,  scorn  the 
corset,  and  all  with  one  object — to  prevent  mascu- 
line admiration.  One  young  girl,  whose  youth  had 
been  suckled  on  Herbert  Spencer,  had  beautiful 
shoulders.  When  she  made  her  entrance  into  so- 
ciety, she  wore  a  low  dress.  The  open  admiration 
which  she  excited  annoyed  her  so  much  that  ever 
since  she  has  worn  high  dresses  of  the  severest 
cut.  She  thought  her  attractiveness  was  a  degra- 
dation to  herself.  It  seems  that  feminine  rudeness 
of  malice  aforethought  is  developing  masculine 
rudeness,  too.  Thus  a  young  man  and  a  young 
woman  present  themselves  in  the  outside  room  of 
an  office  as  applicants  for  a  vacant  post.  "  Let 
me  pass  first,"  says  the  woman.  "Why?"  asks 
the  man.  "  Because  I  am  a  woman."  "  I  thought," 
comes  the  answer,  "  that  there  was  no  longer  such 
a  distinction  as  man  and  woman  !  "  "  Then  you 
forget  your  good  manners,"  she  replies,  without 
answering  his  argument.  "  Pardon  me."  he  says, 
"  if  woman  enacts  absolute  equality,  there  can  be 
no  more  good  manners.  We  can  no  longer  be 
deferential  without  becoming  dupes.  Therefore  I 
profit  by  my  superior  force  by  pushing  you  aside, 
and  so  I  pass  before  you." 

One  of  the  most  amusing  sets  in  London  is 
the  literary  and  journalistic  circle,  and  not  the  least 
amusing  section  thereof  is  the  women's  clubs. 
First  on  the  list  (writes  an  American  girl)  is  the 
Pioneer  Club.  It  has  a  very  imposing  club-house 
on  Bruton  Street,  and  gives  monthly  receptions 
that  endure  from  half-past  eight  until  half-past 
eleven.  The  receptions  are  very  amusing  func- 
tions, save  for  the  luckless  artists  who  are  engaged 
by  the  clab  committee  to  sing  or  to  recite.  The 
two  reception-rooms  are  at  right  angles  to  each 
other,  and  as  the  concert  takes  place  in  the  front 
room,  those  in  the  back  drawing-room  can  see 
nothing  and  hear  less.  Consequently  a  roar  of 
conversation  goes  up  in  self-defense  from  these 
aggrieved  people  and  singularly  interferes  with  the 
performer's  comfort.  Men  are  admitted,  and  may 
gaze  with  respectful  awe  on  Mme.  Sarah  Grand, 
who  sails  past,  tall,  lean,  and  fiery-eyed.  She  be- 
lieves firmly  in  woman's  rights.  Indeed,  in  this 
very  club,  last  winter,  she  delivered  a  lecture  about 
Man  (with  a  capital  M),  and  denominated  him  col- 
lectively as  "  tbe  brawling  brotherhood,"  that  be- 
ing the  retort  courteous  for  whoever  invented  the 
term  of  "shrieking  sisterhood,"  as  applied  to  the 
woman's  rights  brigade.  The  literary  success  of 
the  authoress  of  "  The  Heavenly  Twins  "  has  been 
immense,  undisputed,  and,  to  many  people,  inex- 
plicable. Among  the  American  guests  we  note  Mrs. 
Louise  Chandler  Moulton,  the  Boston  poetess  ;  Mrs. 
Frank  Leslie,  the  woman  publisher,  and  several 
others.  The  charming  Lady  President  receives 
her  guests  dressed  in  black,  made  very  simply,  for 
the  delicate  and  womanly  reason  that,  if  any  of  the 
Pioneers,  from  lack  of  means  or  disinclination, 
wished  to  come  to  the  club  in  simple  attire,  thus 
she  would  be  able  to  keep  them  in  countenance. 


Awarded 
Highest  Honors — World's  Fair. 


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MUSICAL    NOTES. 


Stewart  Organ  Recital. 

Mr.  H.  J.  Stewart  gave  his  fourth  organ  recital 
last  Wednesday  evening  at  the  First  Unitarian 
Church,  and  was  assisted  by  Mrs.  Charles  J.  Dick- 
man,  contralto.  An  appreciative  audience  enjoyed 
the  following  programme  : 

First  sonata  in  D  minor,  op.  42,  Felix  Alexandre  Guil- 
mant :  Largo  e  maestoso,  allegro,  pastorale,  allegro 
assai  ;  vocal  solo,  "  O  Love,  Thy  Help  "  ("Samson  and 
Dalila"),  Saint-Sains,  Mrs.  Charles  Dickman  ;  offertoire 
in  D  flat,  op.  8.  Th.  Salome  ;  scherzo  in  A  minor.  Will- 
iam Thomas  Best;  vocal  solo,  "As  the  Dawn,"  Otto 
Cantor,  Mrs.  Charles  Dickman  ;  gavotte,  D  major. 
Johann  Sebastian  Bach  (16S5-1750);  grand  march,  Jean 
Alphonse  Ernest  Mailly. 

The  fifth  recital  will  be  given  next  Wednesday 
evening.  Mr.  W.  H.  Colverd,  solo  trombonist, 
will  appear. 

A  Charity  Concert. 

A  concert  was  given  in  the  Maple  Hall  at  the 
Palace  Hotel  last  Tuesday  evening  for  the  benefit 
of  the  Nursery  for  Homeless  Children.  Quite  a 
large  audience  enjoyed  the  following  interesting 
programme : 

Piano  solo,  "  Polonaise."  Liszt,  Miss  Westgate  ;  vocal 
solo,  "  Hight  of  Ages,"  Fred  Beran,  Mrs.  F.  H.  McCor- 
mick ;  vocal  solo,  "  Day  Dreams,"  Streleski,  Mr.  J.  C. 
Hughes  ;  reading,  Mrs.  Venonia  Gray  Crittenden  ;  duet, 
(a)  "A  Flight  of  Clouds,"  <b)  "  Nearest  and  Dearest," 
Luigi  Caracciolo,  Mrs.  F.  H.  McCormick  and  Mrs.  Olive 
Reed  Batchelor  ;  vocal  solo,  "  Romances  Fractals, "  Mile. 
Touillion  ;  selections,  "  L"n  Ballo  in  Maschera,"  Mando- 
Unata  Clab;  vocal  solo,  "The  Magic  Song,"  Meyer- 
Hellmund,  Miss  Edna  Groves ;  vocal  solo,  "Star  of  My 
Heart,"  Denza,  Mr.  J.  H.  Desmond;  grand  trio, 
"Attelie,"  Verdi,  Miss  Groves,  Mr.  Desmond,  and  Mr. 
Hughes  ;    selections,  Mandolioata  Clab. 


In  Norfolk  Street  is  the  Women  Writers'  Club, 
and  it  has  upon  its  roll  representatives  of  almost 
all  the  great  journals  of  London  and  the  provinces. 
Here  they  congregate  once  a  week  to  afternoon  tea 
and  invite  their  friends  to  join  them  in  that  mild  re- 
fection. At  these  teas,  the  sterner  sex  is  admitted, 
and,  as  every  one  is  more  or  less  affiliated  with 
journalism,  both  hostesses  and  guests,  much 
"shop"  is  talked  to  the  clatter  of  teaspoons  as 
sole  accompaniment,  for  one  of  the  charms  of 
these  teas  is  that  nobody  sings,  or  plays,  or  makes 
any  disturbance  of  any  kind  to  interfere  with  con- 
versation. The  leading  difference  between  the 
English  and  American  organizations  is  that  the 
Englishwomen  like  to  have  men  at  their  meetings 
and  American  women  do  not.  Americans  do  not 
look  upon  every  man  as  a  possible. wooer,  but  they 
regard  him  generally  as  a  probable  chum.  From 
earliest  childhood  they  have  associated  on  terms  of 
equality  with  their  masculine  comrades,  so  there  are 
times  when  they  like  to  congregate  into  a  "hen 
party  "  and  cackle  undisturbedly.  Englishwomen, 
as  a  rule,  have  an  instinctive  awe  of  masculine  su- 
premacy, caused  by  generations  of  obedience  to 
masculine  behests,  for  which  reason  they  are  more 
violent  whenthey  inveigh  against  the  other  sex. 


Saturday  Popular  Concert. 

The  thirty-ninth  Saturday  Popular  Concert  was 
held  at  Golden  Gate  Hall  last  Saturday  afternoon 
and  attracted  a  large  and  fashionable  audience. 
The  following  excellent  programme  was  presented  : 

String,  quartet  in  A  minor,  op.  29,  (1)  allegro  ma  non 
troppo,  (2)  andante,  (3)  mmuetto,  allegretto,  (4)  allegro 
moderato,  Schubert,  the  Saturday  Popular  Quartet ;  fa) 
"  Es  bUnkt  derThau,"  Rubinstein.  f~b)  "  Fruhlingsnacht," 
Jensen,  fc)  "Where  Blooms  the  Rose,"  Clayton  Johns, 
(d)  "  Ritoumelle,"  Chaminade,  Miss  Regina  Newman; 
'cello  soli,  (a.)  adagio.  Godard,  (6)  jcherzo,  Klengel.  Mr. 
Louis  Heine  ;  trio  for  piano  and  strings,  op.  50  (by  special 
desire),  (/)  temacon  variazioni,  (2)  allegro  risoluto  e  con 
fuoco,  Tschaikowsky,  Mrs.  Carr,  Messrs.  Beel  and  Heine. 

The  fortieth  concert  will  take  place  next  Saturday 
afternoon. 


The  Symphony  Concert. 

The  sixth  symphony  coneert  was  given  at  the 
Auditorium  by  Scheel's  Orchestra  last  (Friday  | 
night,  concluding  the  first  series  of  concerts,  which 
have  been  successful  in  every  way,  and  will  be  fol- 
lowed by  a  second  and  a  third  series  on  Friday 
evenings  without  interruption.  Tbe  programme 
for  the  sixth  concert,  which  was  enjoyed  by  a  large 
and  appreciative  audience,  was  as  follows  : 

Heinrich  Hoffman's  symphony,  "  Frithjof "  ;  Saint- 
Saens's  symphonic  poem,  "  Le  Rouet  d'Omphale  "  ;  over- 
ture, "Rosamnnde,"  by  Schubert;  "Elegia"  and  "  Mo- 
menta Musicale,"  by  Luccbesi ;  concerto  for  piano  in  F 
minor,  by  Weber-Liszt,  Mr.  Charles  Dierke,  soloist ;  over- 
ture, "William  Tell." 


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12 


THE        ARGONAUT. 


October  29,  1894. 


THE    POLICE    SERGEANT'S    WOOING. 


An  TJp-to-Date  Romance  of  the  Tenderloin. 


"No,  William,"  said  Mary  Doublefare,  gently, 
yet  with  a  note  of  unmistakable  firmness  in  her 
voice,  "  it  is  useless  for  you  to  urge  me.  Although 
I  believe  that  you  have  a  golden  future  before  you 
—a  future  which  any  young  girl  ought  to  be  proud 
to  shares — I  can  not  marry  you.  Where  my  hand 
goes  my  heart  must  go,  too." 

"One  word  more,"  said  William  Cinch,  the 
dashing  and  accomplished  sergeant  of  the  merriest 
precinct  in  the  tovvn.  "Tell  me,  I  implore  you, 
has  any  other  man  come  between  us  ?  I  have 
heard  it  said  more  than  once  that  Walter  Deal- 
brace  was  your  devoted  admirer,  and,  besides  " — 
and  here  his  voice  grew  hard  and  cold — "  it's  only 
last  week  that  I  seen  you  talking  in  a  doorway  with 
Rupert  Flimflam." 

The  young  girl's  lip  curled  contemptuously  as 
she  made  answer  :  "  Mr.  Dealbrace  will  have  to 
do  something  to  change  his  luck  before  he  pre- 
sumes to  say  anything  about  love  to  me.  It  is 
not  likely  that  we  will  meet  again  for  some  time." 
"  What  I  Have  you  parted  for  ever  ?  "  cried  the 
detective,  eagerly. 

"  We  have,"  rejoined  the  maiden,  icily,  "unless 
he  happens  to  bring  back  those  four  bones  I  let  him 
have  a  month  ago.  As  for  Rupert  Flimflam,"  she 
continued,  carelessly,  "  my  feelings  toward  him  are 
only  those  which  any  lady  might  entertain  toward  a 
gentleman  whom  she  had  met  but  three  times  in 
her  life — once  at  the  Gold  Brick  Coterie's  moon- 
light and  twice,  casually,  in  doorways.  I  will  be 
frank  with  you,  William,  however,  and  say  that  I 
have  been  strongly  attracted  by  Mr.  Flimflam,  not 
so  much  on  account  of  the  way  in  which  he  has 
been  putting  out  those  new  fives,  but  because  of  his 
high  sense  of  honor  and  engaging  personality  as 
well." 

"  Ah  !  Mary,"  exclaimed  the  young  sergeant, 
sympathetically,  "it  breaks  my  heart  to  think  of 
you  and  your  father,  now  that  the  Tenderloin  is 
dried  up  and  there's  no  elephant  for  the  jays  to  see. 
This  winter  is  going  to  be  a  very  cold  one  for  the 
smart  ones,  and,  between  you  and  me,  this  very 
Tenderloin  ain't  going  to  be  much  warmer  than  the 
north  pole." 

At  this  allusion  to  her  father,  once  the  wealthiest 
night-hawk  in  the  precinct,  but  now  a  gray-haired, 
poverty-stricken  man,  a  big  tear  coursed  down  Mary 
Doublefare's  cheek,  as  she  exclaimed,  in  broken 
accents  : 

"  William— Mr.  Cinch— do  not,  I  implore  you, 
speak  of  that.  The  future  is,  indeed,  dark  before 
us,  and  I  can  scarcely  restrain  my  grief  when  I  con- 
trast our  bitter  poverty  of  to-day  with  the  affluence 
which  we  enjoyed  but  a  few  short  years  ago  when 
good,  kind  Captain  Fatwadd  ruled  in  the  precinct 
and  free  trade  and  protection  went  hand  in  hand. 
But  it  is  useless  for  us  to  discuss  this  matter  further. 
You  must  leave  me  now,  William,  and  I  sincerely 
hope  that  you  will  find  some  one  who  will  make 
you  very,  very  happy.  Good-by,  and  thank  you 
for  all  the  kindness  you  have  shown  me." 

And  with  these  words  in  his  ears,  the  stalwart 
young  sergeant  walked  away,  sorrowfully,  and  with 
bowed  head. 

A  cold,  dreary,  rainy,  autumnal  night.  The  whole 
town  seems  weighted  down  with  the  gloom  and 
wretchedness  of  the  soggy  atmosphere  ;  but  no- 
where is  the  desolation  so  awful  and  depressing  as 
in  the  deserted  village  called  the  Tenderloin,  whose 
grave-like  silence  only  serves  as  a  reminder  of  those 
joyous  nights  of  old,  when  they  resounded  to  the 
popping  of  champagne  corks,  the  rattle  of  ivory 
chips,  the  cheerful  hiss  of  the  electric  light,  the 
melody  from  a  score  of  pianos,  and  the  shrill  cry 
of  the  night-hawk  as  he  fell  upon  his  prey. 

At  a  Sixth  Avenue  corner  stands  a  hack  whose 
forlorn  and  dilapidated  appearance  is  in  perfect 
accord  with  the  deserted  precinct  in  which  it  has 
been  for  two  decades  a  familiar  object.  The  ancient 
white  horse  in  the  shafts,  and  the  driver  on  the 
box — an  old  man,  bent  and  gray — are  as  motionless 
as  if  they  were  posing  in  a  living  picture. 

The  equipage  attracts  the  attention  of  William 
Cinch,  who  murmurs  compassionately  : 

"Poor  old  Jack  Doublefare!  I  can  remember 
the  time  when  hardly  a  week  went  by  without  some 
victim  waking  up  in  that  old  cab  to  find  that  his 
watch  and  pin  and  roll  had  been  took  away  while 
he  was  asleep.  He  always  made  a  clean  job  of  it, 
did  old  Jack.  But  now  he's  only  a  wreck  of  what 
he  was." 

Then,  as  he  strolled  slowly  along  through  the 
rain,  his  thoughts  turned  to  gentle  Mary  Double- 
fare.  He  thought  of  her  with  infinite  sadness  and 
longing,  remembering  the  delight  that  used  to 
illumine  her  sweet  face  when  he  brought  her  the 
choicest  fruits  that  could  be  found  on  any  stand 
that  he  permitted  to  obstruct  the  sidewalk  in  his 
precinct,  or  placed  in  her  hand  some  trinket  that 
had  served  as  a  souvenir  in  a  wealthy  family.  And 
he  remembered,  too,  how  they  used  to  sit  side  by 
side  on  the  sofa  in  her  little  parlor  and  merrily  in- 
vent names  to  fit  the  initials  which  were  graven  on 
his  simple  gifts,  and  then  search  the  "Lost  and 
Stolen  '  column  to  see  if  there  was  any  reference 
to   hem  there. 

"  Poor  Mary  !  "  he  said  to  himself,  with  a  sor- 
hakc  of    the    head.     "  1   am   afraid   that 


things  are  not  coming  her  way  to  any  fabulous  ex- 
tent just  now,  and  she  is  too  proud  to  accept 
assistance  from  me.  If  I  could  only  help  her  in 
such  a  way  that  she  would  not  find  out  that  it  was 
me  who  done  it !  " 

And  at  that  moment  William  Cinch  stopped  sud- 
denly in  his  walk,  stood  for  a  moment  wxapped  in 
intense  thought,  then  turned,  and,  with  a  low-mut- 
tered "  I'll  do  it  to-night !  "  hurriedly  retraced  his 
steps  down  the  avenue. 

The  changing  scenes  of  this  little  drama  bring 
us  once  more  to  the  humble  home  of  the  Double- 
fares.  It  is  half-past  six  in  the  morning,  and  Mary 
has  arisen  early,  according  to  her  invariable  cus- 
tom, that  she  may  prepare  breakfast  for  her  father 
on  his  return  from  his  night's  labors.  A  slow  step 
in  the  hall,  followed  by  the  opening  of  the  door, 
and  the  youn?  <nrl  was  in  her  aged  parent's  arms. 

"  Father  ! "  she  cried,  with  an  infinite  yearning  in 
her  voice,  "  did  that  same  fellow  turn  up  again 
and  ask  you  to  take  him  around  and  show  him  all 
the  sights  ?  " 

In  reply  the  old  night-hawk  took  from  the  inner 
pocket  of  his  overcoat  and  placed  in  his  daughter's 
band  a  roll  of  bills,  a  diamond  pin,  and  a  handsome 
gold  watch  and  chain. 

"  I  never  see  such  a  persistent  guy,  nor  one  with 
so  many  new  outfits  of  solid  stuff  in  all  the  years 
I've  been  driving  hack,"  he  remarked,  with  some- 
thing like  reverence  in  his  voice.  "  You'd  oughter 
seen  the  other  drivers  racin'  for  him  when  he 
showed  up  in  Sixth  Avenue  with  his  load  aboard. 
Drunk?  Well,  I  should  say  so.  Why,  what  ails 
ye,  gal  ?  " 

"  Nothing,  father.  Only  it  was  so  cold  waiting 
here  for  you,"  she  responded,  quickly.  But  as  she 
busied  herself  about  the  breakfast-table,  he  noticed 
that  her  face  was  pale,  while  her.  lips  trembled,  as 
if  from  some  deep  emotion. 

That  afternoon,  while  the  white-haired  hack- 
driver  was  sleeping  noisily  in  the  adjoining  room, 
Mary  Doublefare  sat  in  a  rocking-chair  by  the 
window  holding  in  her  hand  a  simple  cluster  pin, 
now  wet  with  her  tears.  She  wondered  why  it 
was  that  she  did  not  suspect  from  the  very  first 
the  identity  of  the  stranger  who  for  three  succes- 
sive nights  had  entered  her  father's  cab,  artfully 
disguised  as  an  inebriated  Syracuse  merchant,  and 
permitted  himself  to  be  shorn  of  money,  watch, 
and  jewels  under  the  pretense  of  being  taken  to 
see  the  elephant. 

Had  it  not  been  for  that  cluster  pin,  which  she 
had  seen  him  wear  so  many,  many  times,  she  would 
never  have  guessed  that  it  was  to  William  Cinch, 
the  rejected  lover,  that  they  owed  their  recent  burst 
of  good  fortune.  But  the  pin  had  told  the  story, 
and  the  watch — the  gift  of  a  pawn-broker — she  also 
recalled,  for  William  had  proudly  shown  it  to  her 
the  very  day  after  the  big  burglary  in  New  Rochelle. 

Yes,  the  inexhaustible  fountain  of  good  stuff  was 
none  other  than  the  noble,  high-minded  sergeant, 
whose  hand  she  had  refused,  kindly,  it  is  true,  but 
none  the  less  firmly.  With  what  exquisite  tact  and 
delicacy  had  he  sought  to  do  her  and  her  father  a 
kindness !  And  how  much  good  it  had  done  her 
father — the  excitement  of  following  once  more  his 
old  calling  !  Never  since  the  passing  of  the  old 
precinct  had  her  sire  seemed  so  vigorous  and 
hearty,  so  full  of  hope  for  the  future  and  enjoy- 
ment of  the  present  as  he  had  since  his  first  meet- 
ing with  the  mysterious  victim,  who  always  fell 
sound  asleep  in  the  cab  and  never  seemed  to  know 
or  care  what  happened  to  him. 

And  now,  with  her  tears  falling  swiftly  on  the 
cluster  pin  and  blotting  out  the  inscription — 
"  Wentworth  from  Uncle  Jabez  " — in  the  inside  of 
the  watch,  poor  Mary  Doublefare  realized  the  true 
worth  of  the  deathless  love  which  this  noble  ser- 
geant had  placed  at  her  feet.  If  she  could  but  see 
him  for  a  moment,  if  only  to  thank  him — to  tell 
him,  before  they  parted  forever,  that  she  knew  all 
that  he  had  done  for  her. 

And  then  the  awful  fear  that,  perhaps,  he  had 
found  solace  for  his  wounded  heart,  came  upon  her 
with  crushing  force.  She  had  heard  since  their 
last  meeting  that  he  had  become  attentive  to  Susan 
Knockout,  the  daughter  of  the  celebrated  chemist, 
Percival  Knockout,  well-known  as  a  re-plater  of 
gold  bricks  and  the  discoverer  of  the  famous  elixir 
of  sleep,  called  in  his  honor  "  Knockout  Drops." 

She  had  paid  but  little  heed  to  that  rumor  at  the 
time,  knowing  that  as  sergeant  of  his  precinct  it 
was  but  natural  for  him  to  have  business  dealings 
with  Susan's  father  which  might  occasion  frequent 
visits  to  the  chemist's  house.  But  now  the  thought 
of  Susan  fell  upon  her  heart  with  a  dead,  leaden 
weight,  and  she  would  have  given  the  world  for  a 
chance  to  see,  if  but  for  a  single  moment,  the  hand- 
some young  official  whom  she  had  at  last  learned 
to  love. 

But  how  to  accomplish  this?  Just  at  this  mo- 
ment her  eyes  fell  upon  "  Marcella,"  which  she  had 
just  finished,  and  in  a  moment  she  had  reached  a 
decision. 

"  Papa,"  she  said  that  evening,  as  the  old  cab- 
man was  starting  out  for  his  night's  work,  "  if  you 
have  that  fellow  again  for  a  fare  I  want  you  to  say 
to  him,  just  as  if  you  were  giving  him  a  jolly  : 
'  I've  got  a  daughter  at  home  who's  dead  gone  on 
you  and  thinks  you'd  make  a  splendid  husband.' 
Just  say  that  to  him,  papa,  and  let  me  know  what 
answer  he  gives  you." 

The  old  man  promised,  and  kept  his  word. 


The  rest  of  this  little  tale  may  be  told  in  a  few 
words.  William  Cinch  heard  the  message  and 
hastened  to  respond.  Mary  Doublefare  met  him 
on  the  threshold,  and  within  a  very  short  time  the 
compact  had  been  sealed  which  bound  them  to- 
gether for  life. 

Christmas-time  found  the  loving  couple  estab- 
lished in  a  home  of  their  own  in  the  beautiful  pre- 
cinct over  which  their  former  friend.  Captain  Fat- 
wadd, ruled  with  a  benign  sway.  As  for  old  Jack 
Doublefare,  he  secured,  through  the  influence  of 
his  son-in-law,  the  exclusive  right  to  drive  "  guys  " 
through  Central  Park,  and  his  carriage  is  now- 
known  as  the  "  joint  on  wheels,"  in  which  many  a 
neat  trick  has  been  turned. — James  L.  Ford  in  the 
Neio  York  Herald. 


It  cost  George  de  Johan,  of  New  Orleans,  a  fine 
of  one  hundred  and  seventeen  dollars,  the  other 
day,  for  plucking  three  rare  exotic  flowers  in  Fair- 
mount  Park,  Philadelphia. 


Civilization's  March. 

Painfully  the  travelers  toiled  through  the  wilder- 
ness. The  way  had  been  long  and  rough.  The 
scorching  sun  by  day  and  the  cold  damps  by  night 
had  been  their  portion.  Hardship,  fatigue,  and 
danger  they  had  known.  And  yet  they  toiled  on 
uncomplainingly,  although  it  had  been  months 
since  they  had  last  looked  back  upon  the  habitation 
of  a  white  man. 

Before  them  lay  a  vast  plain  ;  from  its  midst 
arose  a  huge  rock,  like  the  dome  of  some  great 
building  that  had  sunk  from  its  own  ponderous 
weight  deep  in  the  earth. 

"  Let  us  hasten  !  "  cried  the  leader  of  this  band 
of  hardy  adventurers  ;  "let  us  hasten  and  rest  for 
our  noonday  meal  in  the  shadow  of  yon  great  rock. 
We  are  now  where  the  foot  of  civilized  man  has 
never  trod." 

His  companions  gazed  awe-stricken  across  the 
vast  plain,  and  then  in  silence  the  march  was  re- 
sumed. As  they  drew  nearer  the  rock,  they  were 
aware  of  hieroglyphics  upon  its  surface,  the  like 
of  which  was  strange  to  them.  As  nearer  they 
came,  they  saw  that  these  were  in  the  semblance  of 
letters  many  feet  in  height,  thus  : 

SLIATKCOC   EULC  EHT 

"  The  handiwork  of  an  extinct  civilization,"  mut- 
tered the  leader,  "  or  some  fearful  warning  from 
the  past."  All  stood  now  and  gazed  silently  upon 
the  strange  characters.  Suddenly  the  youngest  of 
the  party  gave  a  cry  of  triumph.  "  Read  it  back- 
wards," he  said  ;  "  it  puts  you  on  to  a  good  thing  !  " 

And  the  travelers  rejoiced  to  be  reminded  that 
among  their  effects  they  had  these  peerless  blends 
of  Martini,  Manhattan,  Gin,  and  Vermouth,  be- 
sides the  latest,  the  dry  and  delicious  unsweetened 
York.  _ 

—  YOU   CAN  REMOVE  SUPERFLUOUS  HAIR  FROM 

face,  neck,  and  arms  in  five  minutes  with  Nudene, 
without  pain  or  injury  to  the  skin.  Send  for  cir- 
cular. Agents  wanted.  Nudene  Manufacturing 
Company,  216  Front  Street,  San  Francisco. 


Dr.  E.  O.  Cochrane,  Dentist,  850  Market, 
cor.  Stockton  (over  drug  store).    Office  hours,  9  to  5. 


-Extra  Mince  Pies,  Swain's,  213  Sutter  St. 


-  Cooper's  engravers  have  no  equal. 


Woman's  devotion  is  undying,  but  an  unreliable 
statistician  estimates  that  a  period  of  twenty  months 
will  cover  the  average  widowhood  of  women  under 
thirty-five. 


What's  the  use  of  having 
a  first-rate  lamp  if  you  put  a 
wrong  chimney  on  it? 

The  "Index  to  Chimneys" 
tells  what  chimney  belongs 
to  every  lamp  and  burner. 

Geo  A  Macbeth  Co,  Pitts- 
burgh, Pa,  will  send  It  free. 

Pearl  glass,  pearl  top,  tough 
glass. 


Unexcelled  in  Appointments. 
Unsurpassed  In  Cuisine. 

THE    PALACE    HOTEL 


GUESTS  ENTERTAINED  ON  EITHER 
THE  AMERICAN  OR  EUROPEAN- 
PLAN. 


THE   GRILL    ROOM 

A  UNIQUE  INNOVATION. 

Is  the  Most  Elegant    Dining    Apartment  for 
Men   In  Sun  Francisco. 

Ratks  Modhrath. 


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PINE    AND    JONES    STS. 

New,    Eleguntly    furulnhed    Family    Hotel. 

STRICTLY    FIRST-CLASS. 

Central  to  all  lines  of  cars. 


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BALTIMORE.  A\d,  — -  -   ~-.  I 

ML  VERNON  COMPANY,  BALTIMORE 

The  undersigned  having  been  appointed  AGENTS 
FOR  THE  PACIFIC  COAST  for  the  sale  of  the  manu- 
factures of  above  company,  have  now  in  store  : 

SAIL  DUCK— ALL  NUMBERS: 
HYDRAULIC— ALL  NUMBERS; 
DRAPER  AND  WAGON  DUCK, 

From  30  to  iao  inches  wide ;  and  a  complete  assortment 
of  all  qualities.  28J4-inch  Duck,  from  7  Ounces 
to  15  Ounces,  inclusive. 

MURPHY,  GRANT  &  CO. 

Banks. 

THE  BANK  OF  CALIFORNIA, 

SAN    FRANCISCO. 


Capital 83.000,000  00 

Snrplusand  Undivided  Profits     3,158,129  70 

October  i,  1894. 


William  Alvord President 

Charles  R.  Bishop Vice-President 

Thomas  Brown Cashier 

S.  Prentiss  Smith Assistant  Cashier 

Irving  F.  Moulton 2d  Assistant  Cashier 

Allen'  M.  Clay Secretary 


CORRESPONDENTS  : 

N*-w  Vnrk  i  Messrs.  Laidlaw  &  Co. 

wew  iork (The  Bank  of  New  York,  N.  B.  A. 

Boston Tremont  National  Bank 

London *.  ..Messrs.  N.  M.  Rothschild  &  Sons 

Paris Messrs.  De  Rothschild  Freres 

Virginia  City,  Nev Agency  of  the  Bank  of  California 

pv:.,.,,  \  Union  National  Bank 

^mcag0 i  Illinois  Trust  and  Savings  Bank 

St.  Louis Boatmen  s  Bank 

Australia  and  New  Zealand Bank  of  New  Zealand 

China,  Japan,  and  India    Chartered  Bank  of  India, 

Austialia,  and  China 


Letters  of  Credit  issued  available  in  all  parts  of  the  world. 

Draw  direct  on  New  York,  Boston,  Chicago.  St.  Louis, 
Salt  Lake,  Denver,  Kansas  City,  New  Orleans,  Portland, 
Or.,  Los  Angeles,  and  on  London,  Paris,  Berlin,  Ham- 
burg, Bremen,  Frankfort-on-Main,  Copenhagen,  Stock- 
holm, Christiana,  Melbourne,  Sydney,  Auckland,  Hong 
Kong,  Shanghai,  Yokohama,  Genoa,  and  all  cities  in  Italy. 


California  Safe  Deposit  and 
Trust  Co. 

PAID-UP  CAPITAL SI, 000,000 


Corner  Montgomery  and  California  Sts.,  S.  F. 

J.D.  Fry,  President.    Henry  Williams,  Vice-President. 
J.  Dalzhll  Brown,  Secretary  and  Treasurer. 


This  Company  is  authorized  bylaw  to  act  as  Executor, 
Administrator,  Assignee,  Receiver,  or  Trustee.  It  is  a 
legal  depositary  for  Court  and  Trust  Funds.  .  Will  take 
entire  charge  of  Real  and  Personal  Estates,  collecting 
the  income  and  profits,  and  attending  to  all  such  details 
as  an  individual  in  like  capacity  could  do. 

Acts  as  Registrar  and  Transfer  Agent  of  all  Stocks 
and  Bonds. 

Receives  deposits  subject  to  check  and  allows  interest 
at  the  rate  of  two  per  cent,  per  annum  on  daily  balances. 
Issues  certificates  of  deposit  bearing  fixed  rates  of  interest. 

Receives  deposits  in  its  savings  department,  and  allows 
the  usual  rates  of  interest  thereon. 

RENTS  SAFES  inside  "us  burglar-proof  vaults  at 
prices  from  $5  per  annum  upwards,  according  to  size. 
Valuables  of  all  kinds  may  be  stored  at  low  rales. 

Wills  drawn  and  taken  care  of  without 
charge.     Call  or  write  for  circular. 


WELLS  FARGO  &  CO.'S  BANK 

N.  E.  Cor.  Sansome  and  Sutter  Stt*. 
San  Francisco,  Cal. 

Cash  CapftuI  and  Surplus SO. 250, 000 

Ino.  J.  Valrntinh,  President;  Homer  S.  King,  Manager. 
H.  Wadswokth,  Cashier;  F.  L.  LlPMAt",  Asst-Cashicr. 
Directors — John  J.  Valentine,  Benj.  P.  Cheney,  Oliver 
Eldridge,  Henry  E.  Huntington,  Homer  S,  King,  Ceo.  E. 
Gray,  John  J.  McCook,  Charles  F,  Crocker,  Dudley  Evans. 


BANK  OF  SISSON,   CROCKER  &  CO. 

(Incorporated  April  25,  1893.) 

322  Pine  Street,  Sun  Frauci»co. 

Directors : 

Gho.    W.    Scott,    President;    W.    W.    Van   Arsdalu, 

Cashier;  J.    H.  Strobridge,  D.  W.  Earl,  J.  H.  Sisson.  F. 

H.Green,  J.  M,  Haven. 

Receives   deposits ;    dealers   in    exchange ;    a    general 
banking  business  transacted. 


MA^tT  0.1)01  MkiroFitCtWtDOVfcRUUKOVvN  WIRE 
CVERY  FIFTEEN  MINUTES. 

MUUAHY,T®WNSEMG&€6: 

BANKERSanoBROKERS. 

PRIVATE  WIRE  EAST. 

.   Chi  nEw  YORK 

Grain  and  Provisions.  Stocks  and  Bonds. 

401-05  CaliforniaSt.  SanFrancisco 


October  29,  1894. 


THE 


ARG  ON  AUT. 


STORYETTES. 


Grave  and  Gay,  Epigrammatic  and  Otherwise. 


When  Disraeli  first  set  eyes  on  Mr.  Biggar  in  the 
House  of  Commons,  he  said  to  hisjidus  Achates  : 
"What  is  that?"  "That,  sir,  is  the  honorable 
member  for  So-and-So."  "Really!"  replied  the 
other  ;  "  I  thought  it  was  a  leprechaun,"  which  is  a 
small  but  malignant  species  of  Irish  fairy. 


When  the  timid  colonial  clergymen  were  afraid 
to  criticise  Aaron  Burr's  treason,  they  asked 
Lorenzo  Dow  what  he  thought  of  Burr's  meanness. 
He  raised  both  hands  like  a  great  V,  and  shouted  : 
"  Aaron  Burr,  mean  !  Why,  I  could  take  the  little 
end  of  nothing  whittled  down  to  a  point,  punch 
out  the  pith  of  a  hair,  and  put  in  forty  thousand 
such  traitor  souls  as  his,  shake  "em  up,  and  they'd 
rattle." 

An  American  girl,  on  being  asked  by  a  certain 
pompous  and  self-satisfied  Lord  Somebody-or- 
Other  among  what  people  she  had  met  the  most 
perfect,  polished,  and  cultured  gentlemen,  replied 
sweetly:  "Among  the  British  nobility,  my  lord." 
"  Yes,"  said  the  questioner,  beamingly,  "  I  felt  very 
sure  you  would  so  reply,  and  among  what  people 
have  you  encountered  the  exact  reverse,  if  I  may 
ask?"  "Among  the  British  nobility,  my  lord," 
answered  the  lady  without  hesitation.  Whereupon 
the  conversation  flagged.   . 


A  costermonger  was  summoned  before  a  London 
magistrate,  recently,  for  obstructing  the  traffic. 
His  own  account  was  that  he  went  into  a  public- 
house  "to  light  his  pipe."  When  he  came  out,  a 
constable  threatened  to  summon  him.  "'What 
for?"  says  I.  '  For  stoppin'  the  line  of  traffic,'  he 
says,  I  says,  '  Where  is  the  line  of  traffic  ?  '  '  Why, 
it's  gone  ahead  now,'  says  'e.  I  says,  'Then  'ow 
could  I  'ave  stopped  it,  then?'"  This  Socratic 
costermonger  got  off  with  a  warning.  He  seems 
worthy  of  better  things. 

President  Scott,  when  he  first  took  hold  of  the 
Cincinnati  Southern,  was  greatly  annoyed  by  the 
claims  for  horses  and  cattle  killed  by  trains  of  the 
road  op  their  way  through  Kentucky.  It  seemed 
as  though  it  were  not  possible  for  a  train  to  run 
north  or  south  through  Kentucky  without  killing 
either  a  horse  or  a  cow.  And  every  animal 
killed,  however  scrawny,  scrubby,  or  miserable  it 
may  have  been  before  the  accident,  always  figured 
in  the  claims  subsequently  presented  as  of  the  best 
blood  in  Kentucky.  "Well,"  said  Scott,  finally, 
one  day,  "  I  don't  know  anything  that  improves 
stock  in  Kentucky  like  crossing  it  with  a  loco- 
motive." 

At  the  Paris  Conservatory,  then  under  the  direc- 
tion of  Cherubini,  Berlioz  was  an  unruly  genius, 
and  not  in  favor  with  his  teachers,  especially  the 
precise  and  "classical"  Cherubini.  One  examina- 
tion day,  Cherubini  was  running  over  a  piece  which 
Berlioz  had  submitted,  when  he  came  upon  a  com- 
plete rest  of  two  measures.  "  What  is  that?  "he 
asked,  in  bis  usual  ill-natured  tone.  "  Mr. 
Director,"  said  the  pupil,  "  I  wished  to  produce  an 
effect  which  I  thought  could  best  be  produced  by 
silence."  "Ah,  you  thought  it  would  produce  a 
good  effect  upon  the  audience  if  you  suppressed 
two  measures?"  "Yes,  sir."  "Very  good. 
Suppress  the  rest ;  the  effect  will  be  better  still." 

Robert  Ganthony  once  asked  Weedon  Grossmith 
to  read  a  play  he  had  written.  Mr.  Grossmith 
took  the  comedy,  but  lost  it  on  the  way  home. 
"Night  after  night."  he  said.  "I  would  meet 
Ganthony,  and  he  would  ask  me  how  I  liked  his 
play.  It  was  awful ;  the  perspiration  used  to  come 
out  on  my  forehead,  as  I'd  say  sometimes  I  hadn't 
had  time  to  look  at  it  yet  ;  or,  again,  that  the  first 
act  was  good  ;  later,  that  the  second  wouldn't 
'quite  do,'  but  really,  I  couldn't  stop  to  explain — 
so  sorry — must  catch  a  train  !  I  didn't  so  much 
mind  lying,  only  it  was  difficult  thinking  up  new 
lies  appropriate  to  the  case."  Some  months 
passed,  and  Ganthony  still  pursued  without  mercy. 
At  last  Mr.  Grossmith  searched  his  house  once 
more  before  it  occured  to  him  that  he  might  have 
left  the  comedy  in  his  cab  going  home.  He  went 
down  to  Scotland  Yard  and  inquired.  "Oh,  yes," 
was  the  reply;  "play  marked  with  Mr.  Gan- 
thony's  name,  sent  back  to  owner  four  months  ago, 
as  soon  as  found."  Grossmith  reflected  that  his 
long  course  of  lying  must  have  much  amused  Gan- 
thony. 

In  1822,  Mr.  Labouchere,  a  relative  of  the  pres- 
ent member  of  Parliament  of  that  name,  was  a 
clerk  in  the  banking-house  of  Hope,  of  Amster- 
dam. One  day  he  was  sent  by  his  patrons  to  Mr. 
Baring,  the  London  banker,  to  negotiate  a  loan. 
He  displayed  in  the  affair  so  much  ability  as  to  win 
entirely  the  esteem  and  confidence  of  the  En- 
glish banker.  "Faith,"  said  Labouchere  one  day 
to  Baring,  "  your  daughter  is  a  charming  creature. 
I  wish  1  could  persuade  you  to  give  me  her  hand." 
"  Young  man,  you  are  joking  ;  for,  seriously,  you 
must  allow  that  Miss  Baring  could  never  become 
the  wife  of  a  simple  clerk."  "  But,"  said  Labou- 
chere, "  if  I  were  in  partnership  with  Mr.  Hope?" 
"  Oh,  that  would  be  quite  a  different  thing  ;  that 


would  entirely  make  up  for  alljDther  deficiencies." 
Returning  to  Amsterdam,  Labouchere  said  to  his 
patron:  "You  must  take  me  into  partnership." 
"  My  young  friend,  how  can  you  think  of  such  a 
thing  ?    It  is  impossible.     You  are  without  fortune 

and "     "  But  if  I  become  the  son-in-law  of  Mr. 

Baring  ?  "  "In  that  case  the  affair  would  be  soon 
settled,  and  so  you  have  my  word."  Fortified  with 
these  two  promises,  Labouchere  returned  to  Eng- 
land, and  two  months  after  married  Miss  Baring, 
because  Mr.  Hope  had  promised  to  take  him  into 
partnership,  and  he  became  allied  to  the  house  of 
Hope  on  the  strength  of  that  promise  of  marriage. 

A  French  author  who  was  once  employed  to  con- 
tribute a  continued  story  to  a  newspaper,  paid  for 
by  the  line,  was  in  the  habit  of  introducing  such 
passages  as  these  into  his  story,  each  phrase  mak- 
ing a  line:  "Have  you  seen  him?"  "  I  have." 
"No  !"  "Yes  !  "  "Where?"  "  Here."  "  When?" 
"  To  -  day."  "  Then  he  lives  ?"  "  He  does." 
"Ah!"  The  publisher  rebelled,  and  said:  "I 
must  have  a  new  contract.  We  will  pay  you  here- 
after by  the  letter,  and  not  by  the  line."  "  But 
my  contract  says  that  I  am  to  have  pay  by  the 
line."  "  Yes.  but  your  contract  does  not  say  that 
I  shall  not  end  the  story  when  I  please.  If  you  do 
not  consent,  I  shall  put  the  words  '  The  End '  at 
the  close  of  the  next  installment  of  your  story,  and 
print  no  more  of  it."  The  author  pondered  a 
minute.  "Very  well,"  said  he,  "I  will  take  my 
pay  hereafter  by  the  letter,  provided  you  let  the 
story  run  on  until  I  have  quite  finished  it."  "  It  is 
agreed,"  said  the  publisher.  When  the  publisher 
came  to  read  the  next  installment  of  the  story,  he 
found  that  the  author  had  introduced  two  new 
characters  who  stammered  dreadfully,  and  whose 
talk  ran  after  this  manner  :  "  C-c-c-c-c-c-c-can  you 
not  b-b-b-b-b-break  the  d-d-d-d- d-dreadful  news 
g-g-g-g-g-g- gently  to  our  m-m-m-m-m-m-m-mas- 
ter?"  "  N-n-n-n-ne-e-e-e-e-e-ver,  G-g-g-g-gaston," 
murmured  the  grief-stricken  Valentine.  "  I  should 
r-r-r-r-r-r-rather  b-b-b-burst  upon  him  s-s-s-s-s-s-s-s- 
suddenly  with  the  ann-n-n-n-n-nou-ou-ouncement, 
and  not  prolong  his  s-s-s-s-sufferings  with  sus- 
p-p-p-p-p-p-e-e-e-ense  !  "  The  horrified  publisher 
saw  in  this  sort  of  dialogue  a  dreadful  and  terribly 
costly  alphabetical  procession.  He  sent  for  the 
author  and  restored  the  old  arrangement.'  As  soon 
as  the  author  again  began  to  collect  his  pay  by  the 
line,  poor,  stuttering  Gaston  and  Valentine  were 
overtaken  by  an  untimely  fate,  and  the  short  para- 
graphs were  resumed. 


Held  by  the  Enemy.  • 
If  you  are  held  captive  by  the  enemy,  rheumatism, 
bound  hand  and  foot  in  the  shackles  of  rheumatic 
gout,  you  have  yourself  to  blame,  because  you  did 
not  check  their  approach  in'the  outset,  with  Hostet- 
ter's  Stomach  Bitters.  Tackle  them  at  once  with  this 
pain  soothing,  nerve  quieting,  blood  depurating, 
specific,  and  you  will  experience  speedy  relief. 
Biliousness,  malarial,  dyspeptic,  liver,  and  neuralgic 
complaints  yield  to  it. 


-  Cooper's  engravers  have  no  equal. 


Satan — "Don't  be  frightened!  That's  the  way 
they  shout  all  the  time."  New  shade — "  Oh  !  I 
thought  they  wanted  me  to  shut  the  door." — Puck. 


Hou  can  easilyhaveihebestif 
KB  you  only  insist  upon  it. 

They  aremadeforcooking  and 
heating.in  every  conceivable  style 
and  size.forany  kind offuel  and 
with  prices  from  *  [O  to  *  70. 

Thegenuineall  bearthis  trade- 
markandaresoldwithau'/7/rt?/i 
guarantee.  First-dass  merchants 
everywhere  handle  them. 

^"ej?  The  Michigan  Stove  Company. 

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H.    S.    BRIDGE    &    CO. 

623  MARKET  STREET  (Upstair**), 
Opposite  the  Palace  Hotel. 

CONNECTICUT  FIRE  INSURANCE  CO. 

OF  HARTKOKD. 

Cash  Capital 81,000,000 

Asueta 2 ,632 ,328 

Surplus  to  policy-holders 1,550,589 

ROBERT  DICKSON,  Manager,  San  Francisco. 
Bovd  &  Dickson,  San  Francisco,  Agents,  501  Mont- 
gomery Street.     Gkkf.ral  Office,  401  Montgomery  St. 


Sy^up^S 


OICEJ   ENJOYS 

Both  the  method  and  results  when 
Syrup  of  Figs  is  taken;  it  is  pleasant 
and  refreshing  to  the  taste,  and  acts 
gently  yet  promptly  on  the  Kidneys, 
Liver  and  Bowels,  cleanses  the  sys- 
tem effectually,  dispels  colds,  head- 
aches and  fevers  and  cures  habitual 
constipation.  Syrup  of  Figs  is  the 
only  remedy  of  its  kind  ever  pro- 
duced, pleasing  to  the  taste  and  ac- 
ceptable to  the  stomach,  prompt  in 
its  action  and  truly  beneficial  in  its 
effects,  prepared  only  from  the  most 
healthy  and  agreeable  substances,  its 
many  excellent  qualities  commend  it 
to  all  and  have  made  it  the  most 
popular  remedy  known. 

Syrup  of  Figs  is  for  sale  in  50 
cent  bottles  by  all  leading  drug- 
gists. Any  reliable  druggist  who 
may  not  have  it  on  hand  will  pro- 
cure it  promptly  for  any  one  who 
wishes  to  try  it.  Do  not  accept  any 
substitute. 

CALIFORNIA  FIG  SYRUP  CO. 

SAH  FRANCISCO,  CAL. 
L0U1SV1LLC,  Kf.  HEW  YORK,  N.Y. 


SOUTHERN  PACIFIC  COMPANY. 

PACIFIC  SYSTEM. 


Trains  leave,  and  are  due  to  arrive  at 
SAN  FRANCISCO. 


leave.    |  From  September  17,  1894.  |    arrive. 


GRAND  NATIONAL  AWARD 
of  1 6,60 O  francs* 


a  Stimulating  Restorative, 

CONTAINING 

PERUVIAN  BARK,  IRON, 

AND  PURE  CATALAN  WINE, 
the  Great  FRENCH  REMEDY; 

for  PREVENTION  and  CURE  of 

DYSPEPSIA,  MALARIA,    FEVER  and  AGUE; 

NEURALGIA,  loss  of  APPETITE, 

and  RETARDED  CONVALESCENCE 

22  Rue  Drouit,  Paris. 

E.  FOUGERA  &  CO    Agents  for  U.  S. 

80  North.  "William  Street,  N.  T. 


GATHER  THE  ITEMS  NOW 

They  make  History  in  the  Future. 

We  take  orders  for  clipping  on  any  subject, 
including  Midwinter  Fair. 

BUKEAU  OF  PRESS  CLIPPING, 
335  Dearborn  St.,  Chicago. 

A  CAMP  FIRE  IS  GOOD. 

A  WOOD  OR  GOAL  STOVE  IS  BETTER. 

BUT  A  GAS  STOVE  IS  BEST. 


All  Kindt*  of  GaH  Cooking  Stoves  and  Gat* 
Orates.     Stove  Department, 

S.    F.  GAS-LIGHT    COMPANY, 
8B6     POST     BTBJBBT. 

WHITE  STAR  LINE. 

United     StateB    and     Royal    Mall    Steamers, 

Sailing  from  Liverpool  and  New 

York  every  Wednesday. 

prom  new  york: 

Germanic ....  December  5th 
Teutonic . . .  .December  12th 
Britnnnic  ..December  19th 

M.ijcslic December  26th 

Salon  rales.  $50  and  upward,  according  to  steamer  and 
accommodations  selected.  Excursion  tickets  on  favor- 
able terms.  Through  tickets  to  London  and  Paris. 
Second  cabin.  Majestic  and  Teutonic,  $40  and  $45. 
Steerage  tickets  at  low  rates.  Tickets  for  sale  by  all_  the 
leading  railroad  and  steamship  agents  in  San  Francisco. 

H.  MAJTLAND    KERSEY,  Agent. 

29  Broadwav,  New  York. 


Germanic 
Teutonic. 
Britannic 
Majestic 


,  ..November  7th 
.  November  14th 
. November  21st 
,  .November 28th 


7.00  A.     Atlantic    Express    for   Ogden    and 

East 6.45  *• 

7.00  a.  Benicia,  Vacaville,  Rumsey,  Sac- 
ramento, and  Redding,  via  Davis.        7.15  p. 

7.30  a.     Martinez,  San  Ramon,  Napa,  Cal- 

istoga,  and 'Santa  Rosa. 6.15  p. 

8.30  a.  Niles,  San  Jose",  Stockton,  lone, 
Sacramento,  Marysville,  Red 
Bluff,  and  Oroville 4.15   p. 

9.00  a.  New  Orleans  Express,  Raymond 
(for  Yosemite),  Santa  Barbara, 
Los  Angeles,  Deming,  El  Paso, 
New  Orleans,  and  East 5.45   p. 

9.00  a.     Santa  Fe  Route,  Atlantic  Express 

for  Mojave  and  East 10.45  A- 

9.00  a.     Martinez  and  Stockton 10.45  A« 

*  9.00  a.     Peters  and  Milton •  7.15   p. 

12.30   p.     Niles,  San  Jose\  and  Livermore 8.45  a. 

*  1. 00   P.     Sacramento  River  Steamers •  9.00  P. 

4.00   p.     Martinez,     San     Ramon,    Yallejo, 

Napa,     Calistoga,     El     Yerano, 

and  Santa  Rosa 9.15  a. 

4.00  p.  Benicia,  Vacaville,  Esparto, 
Woodland,  Knights  Landing, 
Marysville,  Oroville,  and  Sac- 
ramento        10,45  A* 

4.30  p.  Niles,  San  Jose,  Livermore,  Stock- 
ton, Modesto,  Merced,  and 
Fresno 7.15   p. 

5.00  P.  Los  Angeles  Express,  Fresno, 
Bakersneld,  Santa  Barbara,  and 
Los  Angeles Jo.45  a. 

6.00   P.     European  Mail,  Ogden  and  East...         9.45  a. 

6.00  P.     Havwards,  Niles,  and  San  Jose* 7.45  a. 

J  7.00   P.     Vallejo f  7.45   p. 

7.00  P.  Oregon  Express,  Sacramento, 
Marysville,    Redding,    Portland, 

Puget  Sound,  and  East 'Q-45  a. 

SAa\TA   CRUZ   DIVISION  (Narrow  Gauge).  " 
J  7.45  a.    Sunday    Excursion     for    Newark, 
San    Jose,    Los    Gatos,     Felton, 
and  Santa  Cruz J  8.05   P. 

8.15  a.  Newark,  Centerville,  San  Jose", 
Felton,  Boulder  Creek,  Santa 
Cruz,  and  Way  Stations 6.20   p. 

*  2.45   P.     Newark,     Centerville,     San     Jose", 

New  Almaden,  Felton,  Boulder 
Creek,  Santa  Cruz,  and  prin- 
cipal Way  Stations *n.so  a. 

4.45  p.    Newark.  San  Jose,  Los  Gatos 9.50  a. 

COAST  DIVISION,  Third  and  Townsend  Sts. 

*  6.45  a.     San  Jose,  New  Almaden,  and  Way 

Stations *  1.45  p. 

I  7.30  a.  San  Jose,  Santa  Cruz,  Pacific 
Grove,  and  principal  Way  Sta- 
tions      {  8.33  p. 

8.15  a.  San  Jose,  Tres  Pinos,  Santa  Cruz, 
Pacific  Grove,  Paso  Robles,  San 
Luis  Obispo,  and  principal  Way 

Stations 6.26  p. 

I  9.47  a.     Palo  Alto  and  Way  Stations J  1.45  P. 

10.40  a.     San  Jose  and  Way  Stations 5.06   p. 

ii. 45  a.     Palo  Alto  and  Way  Stations 3.30  P. 

*  2.20  p.     San  Jose,  Gilroy,  Tres  Pinos,  Santa 

Cruz,  Salinas,  Monterey,  Pacific 

Grove '10.40  A, 

*  3.30   p.     San  Jose*  and  principal   Way  Sta- 

tions          9.47  A. 

*  4.25   P.     Palo  Alto  and  Way  Stations *  8.06  A. 

5.10  P.    San  Jose"  and  Way  Stations *  8.48  a. 

,      6.30  p.     Palo  Alto  and  Way  Stations 6.35  a. 

tu.45   p.     Palo  Alto  and  principal  Way  Sta- 

I  tions f  7'3*>   p. 

CREEK  ROUTE  FERRY. 
I   From  SAN  FRANCISCO— Foot  of  Market  St.  (Slip  8)— 

*7.oo    *8,oo    9.00    *io.oc   and    11.00   A.    M.,     *i2.3o, 

Ji.oo    *2.oo    3.00      *4.oo    5.00  and  *6.oo  P.  M. 
1   From  OAKLAND  —  Foot  of  Broadway  —  *6.oo      *7.oo 

8.00    *g.oo     10.00  and   *n.oo  a.    :■:.,     1 13.03     "12.30, 

2.00    *3.oo      4.00  and    *5.oo  P.  m. 
;       a  for  morning,    p  for  afternoon.    *  Sundays  excepted. 

t  Saturdays  only.     J  Sundays  only. 
j      The  PACIFIC   TRANSFER  COMPANT  will 
J  call  for  and  check  baggage  from  hotels  and  residences. 
j   Inquire  of  Ticket  Agents  for  Time  Cards  and  other  in  - 
\  formation. 

PACIFIC  MAIL  STEAMSHIP  CO. 

Through   Line  to  New   York,   via    Panama. 

Calling  at  various  ports  of  Mexico  and  Central  America. 
Sailings  (at  noon) : 

SS.  San  ]os6 October  29th 

SS.  Acapulco November  8th 

SS.  Colima November  19th 

SS.  San  Bias November  28th 

Note — When  the  sailing  day  falls  on  Sunday,  steamer 
will  be  dispatched  following  Monday. 
Japan  and    China   Lint*   for  Yokohama  and 

Hong  Kong. 

Connecting  at  Yokohama  with  steamers  for  Shanghai,  and 

at  Hong  Kong  for  Indies,  Straits,  etc. : 

FOR  HONG  KONG.  VIA  YOKOHAMA: 

City  of  Peking. Thursday,  October  25,  at  3  P.  M. 

China  (via  Honolulu). .  .Tuesday,  November  6,  at  3  p.  u. 

Peru Saturday,  November  24,  at  3  P.  M. 

City  of  Rio  Janeiro..  .Thursday,  December  13,  at  3  P.  M. 

Round-Trip  Tickets  to  Yokohama  and  return  at  re. 
duced  rates. 

For  Freight  and   Passage  apply  at  office,  corner  First 
and  Branuan  Streets.     Branch  ofhee,  202  Front  Street. 
ALEXANDER  CENTER,  General  Agent. 

OCGIOENTAL    ANO    ORIENTAL 

STKAMSHIP  COMPANY. 
FOR  JAPAN  AND  CHINA. 

NOTE    CHANCE    IN    HOUR   OP    SAILING: 

Steamers  leave  Wharf,  corner  First  and  Brannan  Street!, 

3  o'clock  P.  M  ..  for 

YOKOHAMA  AND  HONG  KONG, 

Connecting  at  Yokohama  with  steamers  for  Shanghai. 

Steamer.     From  San  Francisco  for  Hong  Kong.      1894. 

Gaelic Tuesday*  October  16 

Belglc Thursday!  November  10 

Oceanic,  .(via  Honolulu).  .Tuesday,  December  4 
Gaelic .Monday)  December  8*1 

Round-Trip  Tickets  at  reduced  rates. 

Cabin  plans  on  exhibition,  and  Passage  Tickets  for  sale 
at  S.  P.  Company's  General  Office.  Room  74,  corner 
Fourth  and  Townsend  Streets,  San  Francisco. 

For  freight  apply  at  Offices  of  Pacific  Mail  Steamship 
Company,  at   V.  harf,   or  at   No.   202   Front  Street,    San 
Francisco. 
T.  H.  GOODMAN.  Cen-1  Passenger  Agent. 

PACIFIC  COAST  STEAMSHIP  CO. 

Dispatch  steamers  from  San  Francisco  for  ports  ic 
Alaska,  9  a.  m.  September  7,  22,  October  7,  22,  Novem- 
ber 6,  21,  December  6.  21. 

For  British  Columbia  and  Paget  Sound  ports,  September 
17,  and  every  fifth  day  thereafter.  For  Eureka.  Hum. 
bold!  Bay,  Steamer  li  ittainette  I'alUy,  every  Wednesday, 
9  a.  M.  For  Newport,  Los  Angeles,  and  all  way 
ports,  every  fourth  and  fifth  day  alternately  at  8  a.  m. 
For  San  Diego,  stopping  only  at  Port  Harford,  Santa 
Barbara,  Port  Los  Angeles,  Kedondo  (Los  Angeles), 
and  Newport  every  fourth  and  fifth  day  alternately,  at 
u  a.  m.  For  Enscnada.  San  Jose"  del  Cabo,  Maiatlan, 
La  Paz,  and  Guaymas  (Mexico).  Steamer  St.  Paul,  25th 
of  each  month.  Ticket-office,  Palace  Hotel.  4  New  Mori. 
gomery  Street. 

GOODALL,  PERKINS  &  CO..  < 
No.  10  Market  Street,  San 


I 


14 


THE        ARGONAUT. 


October  29,  1894, 


society. 


The  Ames  Living  Pictures. 

Miss  Alice  Ames  gave  a  very  pleasant  enter- 
tainment last  Monday  evening  at  the  residence  of 
her  parents,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Pelham  W.  Ames,  1312 
Taylor  Street.  About  sixty  of  her  young  friends 
were  invited  to  witness  a  production  of  "living 
pictures  "  that  had  been  arranged  under  the  direc- 
tion of  Dr.  Harry  L.  Tevis  and  Mr.  Addison  Miz- 
ner.  The  large  parlor  had  at  one  end  an  impro- 
vised stage  supporting  a  large  picture-frame  where 
the  pictures  were  presented,  and  around  the  room 
were  a  number  of  small  tables  at  which  refresh- 
ments, in  the  form  of  beer,  lemonade,  and  sand- 
wiches, were  served  in  true  Bohemian  style  by  Miss 
Bessie  Ames,  Miss  Ethel  Keeney,  and  Miss  Flora 
Dean,  who  were  attired  as  waitresses.  The  pictures 
presented  and  the  participants  were  as  follows  : 

■'  Hope,"  Miss  Graham,  of  the  Presidio  ;  "  Con- 
fessions," Miss  Eccleslon  and  Mr.  W.  R.  Heath  ; 
"  Moorish  Girl,"  Miss  May  Hoffman  ;  "  The  Fool- 
ish Virgins,"  Miss  Evelyn  Carolan,  Miss  Louise 
Crosby,  of  San  Rafael,  Miss  Alice  McCutchen, 
Miss  Alice  Ames,  and  Miss  Bessie  Ames  ;  "  Statue 
of  the  Republic,"  Miss  Alice  Hoffman;  "The 
Witch's  Daughter,"  Miss  Alice  McCutchen  ;  "  San- 
dow,"  Mr.  Sheath,  of  Sausalito  ;  "What  are  the 
Wild  Waves  Saying?"  Mr.  Arthur  Allen  and 
Master  Alden  Ames  ;  "  Pear's  Soap,"  Mr.  Sheath  ; 
"Germea  Girl,"  Mr.  Worthington  Ames  ;  "Sweet 
Marie,"  Mr.  Addison  Mizner.  In  the  last  picture, 
Mr.  Mizner  sang  the  refrain  and  the  audience 
joined  in  the  chorus.  After  the  sixth  picture,  Miss 
Alice  Ames  played  a  violin  solo,  Liszt's  "  Rhap- 
sodie  Hongroise,"  in  an  excellent  manner.  The 
entertainment  was  a  decided  success,  and  all  of  the 
paintings  were  faithfully  portrayed.  Afterward 
dancing  was  enjoyed  in  the  ball-room  on  the  lower 
floor.     Among  those  present  were  : 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Pelham  W.  Ames,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Paul 
Jarboe,  Mrs.  W.  J.  Younger,  Mrs.  A.  C.  Blunt,  Miss 
Alice  Ames,  Miss  Bessie  Ames,  Miss  Alice  McCutchen, 
Miss  Virginia  Fair,  Miss  Celia  Tobin,  Miss  Laura  Mc- 
Kinstry,  Miss  Kate  Clement,  Miss  Eccleston,  Miss  Cora 
Smedberg,  Miss  Claire  Tucker,  Miss  Maud  Younger, 
Miss  Alice  Merry,  Miss  Ethel  Cohen,  Miss  Daisy  Polk, 
Miss  Mary  Miller,  of  Sausalito,  Miss  May  Hoffman, 
Miss  Alice  Hoffman,  Miss  Neff,  of  Sausalito,  Miss  Gra- 
ham, Miss  Evelyn  Carolan,  Miss  Louise  Crosby,  of  San 
Rafael,  Miss  Campbell,  of  Sausalito,  Miss  Ethel 
Keeney,  Miss  Flora  Dean,  Miss  Aileen  Goad,  Miss 
Mamie  Burling,  Miss  Carrie  Taylor,  Mr.  Worthington 
Ames,  Major  J.  L.  Rathbone,  Dr.  Brown,  Mr.  C.  C.  V. 
Reeve,  Mr.  Lawrence  Van  Winkle,  Mr.  Southard  Hoff- 
man, Mr.  E.  H.  Sheldon,  Mr.  L.  S.  Adams,  Mr.  Harry 
Dimond,  Mr.  Willis  Polk,  Mr.  Frank  M.  Michael,  Mr. 
Leonard  Chenery,  Mr.  Frederick  McNear,  Mr.  Andrew 
Martin,  Mr.  Robert  L.  Coleman,  Mr.  W.  H.  Taylor,  Jr., 
Mr.  Samuel  Knight,  Mr.  Frank  L.  Owen,  Mr.  Winfield 
S.  Jones,  Dr.  Harry  L.  Tevis,  Mr.  Addison  Mizner.  Mr. 
John  Lawson,  Mr.  Richard  Tobin,  Mr.  Clement  Tobin, 
Lieutenant  W.  R.  Smedberg,  Jr.,  U.  S.  A.,  Lieutenant 
Harry  Benson,  U.  S.  A.,  Lieutenant  C.  L.  Potter,  U.  S. 
A.,  Mr.  W.  R.  Heath,  and  Mr.  Sheath,  of  Sausalito. 


The  Goad  Dinner-Party. 

Mr.  W.  F.  Goad  and  his  daughter.  Miss  Ella 
Goad,  gave  an  elaborate  dinner-party  last  Tuesday 
evening  at  their  residence  on  Washington  Street, 
in  honor  of  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Hermann  Oelrichs.  The 
table  was  adorned  with  beautiful  pink  roses,  and 
the  menu  was  an  elaborate  one.  Huber's  Hun 
garian  Orchestra  played  during  the  evening.  After 
dinner  the  parlors  were  sought  and  conversation 
enjoyed,  varied  by  a  few  songs  which  Miss  Goad 
sang  charmingly.     Those  present  were  : 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Hermann  Oelrichs.  Dr.  and  Mrs.  Beverly 
MacMonagle,  Mrs.  Monroe  Salisbury,  Miss  Ella  Goad, 
Miss  Mercado,  Miss  Jessie  Newlands,  Mr.  W.  F.  Goad, 
Mr.  Edward  M.  Greenway,  Mr.  Horace  G.  Piatt,  and 
Mr.  C.  Osgood  Hooker. 


The  Carroll  Lunch-Party. 
An  exceedingly  pretty  lunch-party  was  given  last 
Wednesday  by  Miss  Lizzie  Carroll  at  the  residence 
of  her  mother,  Mrs.  R.  T.  Carroll.  1^20  Van  Ness 
Avenue.  The  guest  of  honor  was  Miss  Virginia 
Fair  and  the  young  ladies  who  were  invited  to  meet 
her  were  principally  former  schoolmates  of  hers. 
The  table  was  decorated  by  Miss  Mary  D.  Bates  in 
an  exceedingly  artistic  manner.  It  was  a  round 
table,  with  a  cover  of  pink  silk,  which  was  gathered 
up   in   the  centre  and    adorned  with  wreaths    of 


Absolutely 
Pure 

A  cream  of  tartar  baking  powder.  High- 
est of  all  in  leavening  strength.  —  Latest 
United  States  Government  Food  Report. 

yal  Baking  Powder  Co., 
106  Wall  St.,  N.  Y. 


Duchesse  de  Brabant  and  American  Beauty  roses 
and  sprays  of  maiden-hair  fern  and  the  wild  black- 
berry-vine. Among  the  setting  of  elegant  silver 
and  crystal-ware  were  handsome  candelabra,  with 
pink  shades  and  pink  wax  tapers.  The  effect  was 
beautiful  in  the  extreme.  During  the  service  of  the 
elaborate  menu,  musical  selections  were  played  by 
Rosner's  Hungarian  Orchestra.  The  favors  were 
hand-painted  Carlsbad  bonbonnieres  and  the  name- 
cards  were  pink  envelopes,  adorned  with  a  cluster 
of  Cecil  Bruner  roses  and  tied  with  narrow  ribbons 
of  pink  and  green  silk.     Those  present  were  : 

Miss  Lizzie  Carroll,  Miss  Virginia  Fair,  Miss  Mamie 
Thomas.  Miss  Fanny  Loughborough,  Miss  Julia 
Crocker,  Miss  Alice  Tobin,  Miss  Beatrice  Tobin,  Miss 
Isabel  McKenna,  Miss  Marie  Zane,  Miss  Edna  Robin- 
son, Miss  Bertha  Welch,  Miss  Grace  Bailey,  Miss  Daisy 
Van  Ness,  and  Miss  Lhzie  Murphy,  of  San  Jose, 


The  Thomas  Dinner-Party. 

Miss  Mamie  Thomas  gave  a  delightful  dinner- 
party last  Thursday  evening  at  the  residence  of  her 
father,  Mr.  William  Thomas,  2614  Pacific  Avenue. 
As  Mrs.  Thomas  is  visiting  her  mother,  who  is 
ill  at  her  home  near  Boston  and  is  not  expected  to 
return  until  late  in  November,  the  young  hostess 
presided  at  the  table,  which  was  ornate  with  white 
chrysanthemums.  The  evening  was  passed  most 
pleasantly  in  enjoying  a  delicious  repast.  Those 
present  were  : 

Miss  Mamie  Thomas,  Miss  May  Hoffman,  Miss  Mary 
Bell  Gwui.  Miss  Daisy  Van  Ness,  Miss  Alice  Mc- 
Cutchen, Mr.  William  Thomas,  Mr.  James  Brett  Stokes, 
Mr.  Southard  Hoffman,  Jr.,  Mr.  Lawrence  Van  Winkle, 
Mr.  Frank  Van  Ness,  Mr.  Samuel  Knight,  and  Mr. 
Frank  L.  Owen.  _ 

The  Crocker  Dinner-Party. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Hermann  Oelrichs  were  the  guests 
of  honor  last  Thursday  evening  at  a  sumptuous 
dinner-party  given  by  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Henry  J. 
Crocker  at  their  residence  on  Washington  Street. 
The  dining-table  was  embellished  with  a  beau- 
tiful array  of  flowers,  and  a  string  orchestra 
played  concert  selections  during  the  service  of  the 
dinner,  which  was  an  elaborate  one.  Those  pres- 
ent were : 

Mr  and  Mrs.  Henry  J.  Crocker,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Her- 
mann Oelrichs,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  CUnton  E.  Worden,  Miss 
Jennie  Blair,  Miss  Virginia  Fair,  Miss  Ives,  Mr.  F.  R. 
Webster,  Mr.  James  D.  Phelan,  and  Mr.  J.  B.  Ellison,  of 
Philadelphia. 

The  Hager  Lunch-Party. 

Mrs.  Hager  and  Miss  Emelie  Hager  gave  a 
lunch-party  at  their  residence  on  Gough  Street  last 
Thursday  in  honor  of  Mrs.  Hermann  Oelrichs. 
Beautiful  flowers  graced  the  table,  where  several 
hours  were  most  agreeably  passed.  Those  present 
were : 

Mrs.  Hager,  Mrs.  Hermann  Oelrichs,  Mrs.  George  H. 
Lent,  Mrs.  J.  R.  K.  Nuttall,  Mrs.  J.  Downey  Harvey, 
Mrs.  John  E.  de  Ruyter,  Miss  Emelie  Hager,  and  Miss 
Isabel  McKenna. 


DCCLXXIX.— Bill  of  Fare  for  Six  Persons,  Sun- 
day, October  28,  1894. 
Clear  Soup. 
Crabs  a  la  Creole. 
Beefsteak  a  la  Bordelalse.     Potatoes  a  la  Hollandaise. 
Stuffed  Tomatoes.    Green  Corn. 
Roast  Ducks. 
Celery  Salad. 
Frozen  Peaches  and  Cream.     Fancy  Cakes. 
Coffee. 
Potatoes  a  la  Hollandaise. — Peel  and  wash  fifteen 
small,  long  potatoes  ;  put  them  in  cold  water  with  a  little 
salt,  boil  them,  and  when  well  done,  put  them  in  a  sauce- 
pan with  two  ounces  of  melted  butter :  remove  them  to 
the  back  of  the  range,  so  as  not  to  boil ;  shake  them  in 
the  saucepan  from  time  to  time,  and  when  they  have  ab- 
sorbed the  butter,  serve  them  in  a  very  hot  dish,  and  pour 
over  them  a  sauce  Hollandaise. 


The  brownie  pins  worn  by  smartly  dressed  young 
women  on  their  coat  revers  just  now,  were  gifts  ex- 
changed among  the  girls  themselves  during  the 
summer.  They  are  supposed  to  be  in  some  mys- 
terious way  symbolical  of  the  best  young  men  who 
worshiped  at  the  various  feminine  shrines.  When 
a  young  woman  at  Newport,  >i'arragansett,  or  Bar 
Harbor  (says  the  Evening  Sun  J  added  to  her  train 
a  new  young  man,  she  was  sure  to  receive  shortly 
a  brownie  pin,  whose  minute  figure  and  costume, 
in  a  way,  was  the  burlesque  counterpart  of  her 
latest  acquisition.  It  came  from  some  woman  ac- 
quaintance, and  now,  if  a  girl  wears  five  brownies, 
or  ten,  in  her  revers,  stuck  in  close  together  to  form 
a  bright  group,  the  meaning  is  easily  deciphered  to 
her  credit  by  all  her  women  friends. 


Mr.  Vickery  has  had  an  unusual  attraction  in  his 
art-rooms  on  Post  Street  in  the  painting  of 
"Christ  in  Gethsemane,"  by  H.  Hofmann,  the 
painter  of  the  famous  "Christ  in  the  Temple," 
which  always  has  as  great  crowds  before  it  in  the 
Dresden  Gallery  as  even  the  Sistine  Madonna 
attracts.  Hofmann  is  the  greatest  modern  painter 
of  sacred  pictures,  and  this  "Christ  in  Geth- 
semane" is  considered  second  only  to  the  "  Christ 
in  the  Temple."  It  will  be  kept  on  exhibition 
through  next  Saturday,  after  which  Mr.  Vickery  will 
have  an  exhibition  of  Jorgenson's  pictures. 


The  Gwin  Tug-Boat  Party. 

Miss  Carrie  Gwin  will  give  a  tug-boat  party  this 
afternoon  in  honor  of  her  niece,  Miss  Mary  Bell 
Gwin,  and  fully  one  hundred  of  her  friends  are  ex- 
pected to  be  present.  The  tug-boat  Rockaway  has 
been  engaged,  and  will  convey  the  party  to  the 
Union  Iron  Works,  where  the  war-vessels  in  pro- 
cess of  construction  will  be  viewed.  Then  various 
points  of  interest  around  the  bay  will  be  visited. 
Huber's  Hungarian  Orchestra  will  play  during  the 
trip.  Mrs.  Evan  J.  Coleman  will  act  as  chaperon. 
Among  those  who  are  expected  to  be  present  are  : 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  W.  M.Gwin,  Rev.  and  Mrs.  R.  C.  Foute, 
Rev.  and  Mrs.  W.  I.  Kip,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  George  A.  Pope, 
Mr.  and  Mrs.  H.  L.  Tatum,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Richard  Bayne, 
Mrs,  Evan  J.  Coleman,  Mrs.  Monroe  Salisbury,  Mrs. 
Peter  Donahue,  Mrs.  Eleanor  Martin,  Miss  Mary  Bell 
Gwin,  Miss  Julia  Crocker,  Miss  Cora  Smedberg,  Miss 
Daisy  Van  Ness,  Miss  Mamie  Thomas,  Miss  May  Hoff- 
man, Miss  Ethel  Cohen,  Miss  Alice  Decker.  Miss  Jennie 
Cheesman,  Miss  Isabel  McKenna,  Miss  Emma  Butler, 
Miss  Laura  McKinstry,  Miss  Evelyn  Carolan,  Miss  Emily 
Carolan,  Miss  Genevieve  Carolan,  Miss  Grace  Martin. 
Miss  Fanny  Friedlander,  Miss  May  Friedlander,  Miss 
Bessie  Bowie,  Miss  Carrie  Taylor,  Misses  Graham, 
Miss  Mercado,  Miss  Fanny  Loughborough,  Miss 
Marie  Zane,  Miss  Ella  Goad,  Miss  Hattie  Belle 
Goad,  Miss  Lillie  Lawlor,  Miss  Sophie  Coleman,  Mr. 
Irving  M.  Scott,  General  W.  H.  Dimond,  Mr.  S.  G. 
Buckbee,  Mr.  Lawrence  Van  Winkle,  Mr.  Winfield  S. 
Jones,  Mr.  Samuel  H.  Boardman,  Mr.  George  C.  Board- 
man,  Jr.,  Mr.  Frederick  McNear,  Mr.  Andrew  Martin, 
Mr.  L.  S.  Adams,  Mr.  Alfred  Poett,  Mr.  Samuel  Knight, 
Mr.  Southard  Hoffman,  Jr.,  Major  J.  L.  Rathbone,  Mr. 
A.  Macondray,  Mr.  Charles  K.  Mcintosh,  Mr.  Tara  Sic- 
Grew,  Mr.  Clarence  Breeden,  of  New  Vork,  Mr.  Fred- 
erick Coon,  and  Mr.  E.  D.  Keyes. 


Pop !     Pop ! !     Pop !  !  ! 

A  certain  very  wealthy  gentleman  of  this  city, 
with  strong  literary  tastes,  and  who  indulges  in 
them  to  a  great  extent,  and  who  also  bets  heavily 
on  Eastern  races,  put  a  pile  of  money  on  Firenzi, 
the  great  California  horse.  His  enthusiasm  about 
this  horse  was  so  great  that  he  induced  several 
young  bloods  like  himself  to  back  him.  This  they 
did,  and  great  was  their  joy  when  Firenzi  won 
the  i5i-mile  at  Sheepshead  Bay.  The  party  won  a 
neat  amount  of  money,  and  they  were  so  overjoyed 
at  the  victory  that  they  determined  that  all  whom 
they  knew  should  enjoy  their  good  luck.  Their 
elation  knew  no  bounds,  which  was  heightened  by 
liberal  potations  of  wine.  Finally  the  leader  of  the 
party,  who  had  won  the  greatest  amount,  bethought 
himself  of  some  of  his  chums  in  New  York  and 
especially  of  a  prominent  young  railroad  magnate, 
who  is  somewhat  of  a  sport  himself  and  is  as  fond 
of  fun  as  any  man  living.  The  telegram  that  was 
sent  was  a  characteristic  one,  and  read  thus  : 
While  we  live,  we  live  in  clover. 
When  we  are  drunk,  we're  drunk  all  over. 
So  drink  our  health  in  Pommery  wine, 
For  the  sake,  dear  boy,  of  auld  lang  syne. 

Yours  truly, . 

It  was  not  long  before  the  jovial  sender  of  the 
telegram   received    a    dispatch    from   New    York, 
]  written  at  Delmonico's,  which  returned  the  compli- 
'  ment  in  verse  to  this  effect : 

Carrying  out  your  wishes, 
Pommery  is  delicious ; 
Pop,  Pop,  Pop, 
Tell  us  when  to  stop. 

Delmonico  at  the  same  time  sent  a  dispatch  say- 
ing that  the  jolly  young  railroad  millionaire,  to- 
gether with  a  few  friends,  had  already  swallowed 
champagne   to  the   amount  of  $680,   and  asked  : 
Shall  we  extend  credit? 
■      This  last  telegram   had   somewhat  of  a  sober- 
ing   influence    upon    the    Californian    party,    who 
were  not  prepared  for  any  such  elaborate  jollifica- 
tion, but  they  answered  the  railroad  man  tersely  : 
One  more  pop, 
Then,  please,  stop  ! 


Two  games  of  the  foot-ball  schedule  have  al- 
ready been  played  at  the  Haighl  Street  Grounds. 
The  University  of  California  and  Reliance  teams 
tied  with  a  score  of  12  to  12  in  the  first  game,  and 
in  the  second  the  Reliance  beat  the  Stanford  team 
18  to  4.  The  University  of  California  plays  the 
Reliance  team  again  this  (Saturday)  afternoon  in 
Oakland,  and  the  remainder  of  the  schedule  is: 
November  3d,  Stanford  vs.  Reliance,  Haight  Street 
Grounds  ;  November  10th,  University  of  California 
vs.  Reliance,  Haight  Street  Grounds  ;  November 
14th,  Stanford  vs.  Reliance,  Palo  Alto ;  and 
Thanksgiving  Day.  Stanford  vs.  University  of  Cali- 
fornia, Haighl  Street  Grounds. 


"The  New  Boy,"  a  romedy  which  has  had  al- 
most as  great  success  as  "Charley's  Aunt"  in 
London  and  New  York,  is  coming  to  the  California 
Theatre  after  Robert  Downing,  who  follows  Katie 
Emmett. 


-  Cooper's  engravers  have  no  equal. 


—  Knox's  Sparkling  Gelatine  received 
the  only  medal  at  World's  Fair.  The  new  granu- 
lated package  dissolves  in  two  minutes.  Makes  one 
pint  more  jelly  than  shred.     Ask  your  grocer  for  it. 


—  Ladies  do  not  fail  to  inspect  the  new 
and  beautiful  designs  in  fine  Haviland  porcelain 
ware  just  received  from  Limoges,  France,  at  S.  & 
G.  Gump's,  113  Geary  Street. 


—  Kritiko,  609  Merchant  St.,  S.  F.,  reads 
characters  from  handwriting  in  ink.  unruled  paper. 
Send  50  cents  ;  stamps  or  postal  notes. 


-Cooper's  engravers  have  no  equal. 


—  Spectacles  and  eve-glasses  accuratelv 
fitted  at  reasonable  prices.  Henry  Kahn  &  Co., 
opticians,  642  Market  Street,  Chronicle  Building. 


—  The  latest  novelties  in  art  and  orna- 
ments  from  Paris,  Berlin,  and  Vienna,  just  arrived 
at  S.  &  G.  Gump's,  ii3"Geary  Street. 


—  Ladies  outing  shirts  and  waists  made 
to  order  at  Carmany's.  25  Kearny  Street. 


—Moore's  Poison-Oak  Remedy.    Cubes  poi- 
son-oak  and  all  skin  diseases. 


4-4- 

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99t 
*PURE« 

FOR  THE  BABY. 


THE   PROCTER  St  GAMBL"E  CO-  CINTI. 


ALMOST 


ETERNAL 


SUNSHINE 


— is  what  the  guests  at  Byron  enjoy  the  year  'round.  It 
rains? — Yes.  Eut  when  ft  ceases  the  sun  is  out  imme- 
diately.    No  fogs  ;  no  dampness. 

Dyspepsia.  Is  that  your  ailment?  That's  one  of  the 
things  the  waters  at  E)ron  are  a  sure  cure  for. 

One  great  point  about  Byron  is  the  proximity  of  the 
hotel  to  the  baths.  No  danger  here  of  sudden  chills 
while  passing  from  baths  to  room. 

Let  us  send  you  booklet  telling  all  about  it. 


BYRON  HOT  SPRINGS 

Contra    Costa    Co.,   Cal. 

C.  R.  MASON,       -----        MANAGER 


Look  in  Life  or  any  of 
the  magazines,  and  in  every 
pretty  interior  you'll  find  the 
all  fashionable  Tabouret. 
They're  good — they're  good 
to  sit  upon,  good  to  put  the 

i  -. .",  ,,  tea-things  on,  good  to  put  a 
^jJfY.'/^  -^S<l,  "potted  plant  upon.  (Some 
--  re(i      ^ta/^  M  'ow  ^  S3-00-) 

V^'lvrf  {<  ^SjS^J        California  Furniture  Com- 
sSSiJN        "(Elf 


,\ 


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pany,  117  Geary  Street. 


-  Cooper's  engravers  have  no  equal. 


SECRETS 


About  well-fitting  shirts 
— they  are  made  to  fit  you. 

My  shirts   lo   order  are  the  same  price  as  the 
ready-made  kind. 


333  Kcurnv   Sir 


CARMEL  COSMETIC  CO. 

(Incormrat     .) 

Manufacturers  of  Hrs,  Iff.  .1.  Bntler*n  Cele- 
brated TOILET  PREPARATIONS. 

131     POST    STREET,   -    ROOMS    20-21 

Blaalcurlngt   Halr-Dreaslne,  Facial  Treat- 
ment. 


SUPPLY    HOUSES 

Furnished  with  customers  and 

CONTRACTORS 

With  advance  reports  on  all  proposed  work. 

The  Press  Clipping   Bureau 

510  MONTGOMERY  STREET,  S.  V. 

Deals  in  all  newspaper  information,  bu.iness.  personal, 
and  political.     P.  O.  lt..x  •-':{',*». 


it.    Boy  K-    n.i 


1.1.     Little  Ash, 


TELEPHONE  383,      -       or  SEND  POSTAL. 

$7.00  COAL  DE)MilEO 

WA1NWRIGHT  4:  KASTOX,  30  Market  St. 


October  29,  1894. 


THE        ARGONAUT. 


16 


SOCIETY. 


Notes  and  Gossip. 

The  engagement  is  announced  of  Miss  Lucille 
B.  Edwards  and  Mr.  Robert  Augustus  Bray,  of 
Fruitvale.  The  wedding  will  take  place  at  two 
o'clock  on  Wednesday  afternoon,  November  14th, 
and  only  relatives  will  be  present. 

The  wedding  of  Miss  Eleanor  Belle  Gross, 
daughter  of  Dr.  and  Mrs.  R.  Gross,  and  Mr. 
Willard  Wells  will  take  place  at  Christ  Church, 
Eureka,  Cal.,  next  Saturday  morning. 

Mrs.  Frank  M.  Pixley  will  give  a  matinee  tea 
next  Friday,  at  her  residence  on  Union  Street,  in 
honor  of  her  niece,  Miss  Edith  Nelson,  and  Miss 
Rosalynde  Bryant,  daughter  of  the  late  A.  J. 
Bryant.  The  hours  will  be  from  four  until  six 
o'clock. 

Miss  Fanny  Loughborough  will  give  a  lunch- 
party  next  Tuesday  afternoon  at  her  residence  on 
O'Farrell  Street. 

Mrs.  George  C.  Boardman  will  give  a  matine> 
tea  next  Saturday  at  her  residence  on  Franklin 
Street,  The  affair  is  to  be  given  in  honor  of  her 
niece,  Miss  Ethel  Tompkins. 

Miss  Ida  Gibbons  and  Miss  Ethel  Cohen  will  re- 
ceive their  friends  on  the  first  and  second  Mondays 
in  November  at  the  residence  of  Dr.  and  Mrs. 
Henry  Gibbons,  920  Polk  Street. 

Miss  Helen  Woolworth  gave  a  most  enjoyable 
lunch-party  last  Thursday  at  the  residence  of  her 
mother,  Mrs.  R.  C.  Woolworth,  1626  Sacramento 
Street.  The  table  was  handsomely  decorated  with 
pink  roses,  and  several  hours  were  delightfully 
passed  in  feasting.  Her  guests  comprised  Miss 
Evelyn  Carolan,  Miss  Mamie  Thomas,  the  Misses 
Schussler,  Miss  Clara  Taylor,  Miss  Eleanor  Wood, 
Miss  Ruger,  Miss  Bertha  Smith,  and  Miss  Louise 
Breeze. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  William  S.  Wood  gave  an  enjoy- 
able dinner-party  recently  at  their  home,  1920  Clay 
Street,  and  entertained  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Clinton  E. 
Worden,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Webster  Jones,  Mr.  and 
Mrs.  A.  B.  Ford,  and  Miss  Eleanor  Wood. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  J.  Downey  Harvey  gave  a  theatre- 
party  at  the  Baldwin  last  Monday  evening,  and  had 
as  their  guests  Mr.  and  Mrs.  J.  R.  K.  Nuttall, 
Miss  Emelie  Hager,  Miss  Isabel  McKenna,  Miss 
Alice  Scott,  Mr.  J.  A.  Hart,  Mr.  James  Brett 
Stokes,  and  Mr.  William  S.  McMurtry.  After  the 
performance  an  elaborate  supper  was  served  at  their 
residence  on  Franklin  Street. 

Miss  Mary  Bell  Gwin  gave  a  concert-party  at  the 
Auditorium  last  Tuesday  evening,  followed  by  a 
supper  at  her  home,  2310  Octavia  Street.  Her 
guests  included  Mrs.  W.  M.  Gwin,  Miss  Aileen 
Goad,  Miss  Mamie  Thomas,  Miss  Daisy  Van 
Ness,  Miss  Sallie  Maynard,  Miss  Cora  Smedberg, 
Mr.  Charles  K.  Mcintosh,  Lieutenant  W.  R. 
Smedberg,  Jr.,  U.  S.  A.,  Mr.  Samuel  Boardman, 
Lieutenant  Harry  Benson,  U.  S.  A.,  and  Mr. 
Frank  Van  Ness. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Alfred  Bouvier  gave  a  pleasant 
dinner-party  at  their  residence  on  Broadway  last 
Saturday  evening.  Their  guests  were  Dr.  and 
Mrs.  William  J.  Younger,  Mrs.  E.  B.  Coleman, 
Miss  Lillie  Lawlor,  Mr.  Edward  H.  Sheldon,  and 
Mr.  Horace  G.  Piatt. 

A  matinee  tea  and  a.musicale  were  given  last 
Saturday  afternoon  and  evening  at  the  residence  of 
Mrs.  W.  E.  Fisher,  1210  Sutter  Street,  in  aid  of  the 
Little  Sisters  Infant  Shelter.  The  attendance  was 
quite  large,  and  a  substantial  sum  was  realized. 
Light  refreshments  were  served,  and  literary  and 
musical  selections  of  an  interesting  character  were 
given.  The  reception  committee  comprised  Mrs. 
Henry  Fisher,  Mrs.  W.  E.-  Fisher,  Mrs.  Wain- 
wright,  Mrs.  Haywood,  Mrs.  James  Stewart,  Mrs. 
Taylor,  Mrs.  Tilden,  Mrs.  Sampson,  Mrs.  Havens, 
Miss  Feldmann,  and  Miss  Trevor. 

The  Fruit  and  Flower  Mission  will  receive  a 
benefit  next  Wednesday  afternoon  at  the  California 
Theatre.  This  charitable  organization  is  too  well 
known  to  need  description,  but  it  is  as  worthy  of 
assistance  as  it  is  needful  of  funds  to  carry  on  its 
good  work,  so  it  is  to  be  hoped  that  the  assistance 
of  the  public  will  be  bountiful. 

The  managers  of  the  Woman's  Exchange  have 
arranged  to  give  a  soiree  dansante  at  National  Guard 
Hall,  on  Ellis  Street,  on  Saturday  afternoon,  No- 
vember 10th,  from  four  until  seven  o'clock.  Two 
bands  of  music  will  be  present  and  refreshments 
will  be  served. 

For  the  benefit  of  the  Nursery  for  Homeless 
Children,  at  570  Harrison  Street,  a  fair  will  be 
given  at  2512  Sacramento  Street,  next  Saturday 
afternoon  and  evening,  under  the  auspices  of 
twelve  young  ladies.  An  excellent  musical  pro- 
gramme will  be  presented  in  the  evening.  This  is 
a  most  worthy  charity,  and  is  deserving  of  liberal 
patronage. 

Golden  Gate  Commandery,  No.  16,  Knights 
Templar,  will  consecrate  its  banners  on  Monday 
evening,  October  29th,  at  its  asylum  and  hall,  625 
Sutter  Street.  Afterward  there  will  be  music  and 
dancing. 

La  Cercle  Francais  will  give  a  concert  and  ball 
this  evening  at  Union  Square  Hall. 

The  Lenten  season  will  commence  on  February 
27-  1895.  t 

—  S.  &  G.  Gump,  113  Geary  Street,  have 
just  received  some  elegant  novelties  in  art  goods, 
bronzes,  and  marble  statuary. 


Movements  and  Whereabouts. 

Annexed  will  be  found  a  resume1  of  movements  to 
and  from  this  city  and  coast,  and  of  the  whereabouts 
of  absent  Californians : 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  William  H.  Crocker  are  expected  here 
from  Europe  about  November  10th. 

The  home  of  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Edward  L.  Eyre  has  been 
brightened  by  the  advent  of  a  son. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  H.  M.  Yemngton.  of  Carson  City,  Nev., 
have  been  at  the  Palace  Hotel  during  the  past  week. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  T.  C.  Van  Ness  and  Miss  Daisy  Van 
Ness  will  occupy  the  residence  of  Mr.  Louis  T.  Haggin, 
on  Taylor  Street,  during  the  winter. 

Mrs.  George  W.  Beaver  is  visiting  relatives  in  Warren 
County,  0. 

Mrs.  William  Kohl,  Miss  Mamie  Kohl,  and  Mrs.  George 
Loomis  will  be  at  Paso  Robles  during  November. 

General  and  Mrs.  James  F,  Houghton  and  Miss  Minnie 
Houghton  have  leased  the  residence  of  Mrs.  Lacy  Otis, 
corner  of  Franklin  and  Washington  Streets,  for  the  winter. 

Mrs.  James  Phelan,  Mrs.  Frank  J.  Sullivan,  Miss 
Pbelan,  Miss  Small,  and  Miss  Denman  have  been  in  San 
Jose  during  the  past  week. 

The  Misses  Morrison,  of  San  Jose,  recently  enter- 
tained Mrs.  L.  S.  B.  Sawyer  and  Judge  W.  B.  Gilbert. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  J.  Naglee  Burke  have  returned  to  the 
Naglee  Place  at  San  Jose,  after  an  absence  of  several 
months  in  the  Eastern  States. 

Mrs.  Moses  Hopkins  has  gone  East,  and  will  remain 
away  during  the  winter. 

Mrs.  George  J.  Bucknall  returned  last  Monday  from  a 
visit  to  Mrs.  John  P.  Jones  at  Santa  Monica. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  W.  H.  McKittrick  have  returned  to 
Bakers  field  after  a  visit  to  Colonel  and  Mrs.  W.  R. 
Shafter,  U.  S.  A.,  at  Angel  Island. 

Mrs.  J.  E.  Painter  has  removed  from  this  city  to  1904 
Clinton  Avenue,  in  Alameda. 

Miss  Daisy  L.  McKee  has  returned  to  the  city  after  an 
absence  of  six  months,  during  which  she  visited  her 
uncle,  General  R.  F.  Bernard,  Ninth  Cavalry,  U.  S.  A., 
at  Fort  Robinson,  Neb.,  and  her  friend,  Mrs.  Argalus  G. 
Hennisee,  wife  of  Captain  Hennisee,  Eighth  Cavalry, 
U.  S.  A.,  at  Fort  Meade,  Soutb  Dakota.  She  is  at  the 
residence  of  her  mother,  Mrs.  L.  T.  Edwards,  2043  Pine 
Street. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  E.  E.  Goodrich,  of  El  Quito,  are  oc- 
cupying their  residence  in  Berkeley,  where  they  will  re- 
main during  the  winter. 

Miss  Eccleston  has  returned  to  New  York  after  a  visit 
to  her  sister,  Mrs.  A.  C.  Blunt,  at  the  Presidio. 

Mr.  E.  I.  Parsons  returned  last  Saturday  from  a  two 
weeks*  visit  at  Portland,  Or. 

Captain  D.  A.  Smith  has  returned  from  an  extended 
Eastern  trip. 

Mr.  Rudolph  Neumann  and  Mr.  William  L.  Gerstle  re- 
turned to  the  city  last  Sunday  on  the  steamer  Bertha-, 
after  passing  about  six  months  at  TJnga,  St.  Michael's 
Station,  and  Unalaska. 

Mr.  A.  B.  Wilberforce  left  last  Thursday  to  visit  the 
Burlingame  Club  for  a  few  days  and  attend  the  tennis 
tournament  at  San  Mateo. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  A.  L.  House  are  now  residing  at  The 
Colonial. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Edgar  B.  Carroll,  of  Sacramento,  have 
taken  rooms  at  The  Colonial  for  the  winter. 

Captain  Atmeric  Rich,  of  the  Royal  London  Yacht 
Club,  and  his  wife  are  staying  at  The  Colonial. 

Mrs.  Isaac  Hecbt  and  the  Misses  Hecht  will  receive  on 
the  second  and  fourth  Fridays  of  each  month. 

Mrs.  Lloyd  Tevts  is  visiting  Mrs.  William  S.  Tevis  at 
her  ranch  near  Bakersfield. 

Mrs.  Henry  T.  Scott  has  gone  East,  and  will  be  away 
about  two  months. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Charles  Belden  have  gone  East  to  remain 
during  the  winter. 

Mr.  A.  H.  Small  will  reside  at  the  University  Club 
during  the  winter. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  J.  Henley  Smith  are  the  guests  of  Mrs. 
J.  Bayard  Smith,  in  Baltimore.  They  will  pass  the  win- 
ter in  Washington,  D.  C. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Charles  Holbrook,  Miss  Mamie  Hol- 
brook,  and  Mr.  Henry  M.  Holbrook  have  closed  their 
vflla  at  Menlo  Park  and  are  occupying  their  residence  on 
Van  Ness  Avenue. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  J.  L.  Martel  and  the  Misses  Adele 
and  Ethel  Martel  have  returned  to  the  city  after  passing 
the  summer  at  their  villa  near  Mountain  View. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Samuel  Miller  and  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Jesse 
P.  Meehan  returned  last  Wednesday  from  a  visit  to  the 
Yo  semite  Valley. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  George  H.  Roe  are  at  the  Hotel 
Brunswick  in  New  York  city. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  M.  H.  de  Young  are  at  the  Fifth  Avenue 
Hotel  in  New  York  city. 

Mrs.  Charles  Simpkins  and  Miss  Alice  Simpkins  re- 
turned from  Europe  a  week  ago,  and  have  been  m  New 
York  city  for  several  days.  They  are  expected  here  soon 
and  will  pass  the  winter  at  the  Palace  Hotel. 

Mrs.  Peter  McG.  McBean  and  Miss  Edith  McBean 
sailed  last  week  from  New  York  on  the  steamer  Havel  for 
Southampton. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Timothy  Hopkins  left  for  the  East  last 
Thursday,  and  will  remain  away  during  the  winter. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  S.  B.  Schloss  were  at  the  Grand  Hotel 
de  I'Athenee  in  Paris  when  last  heard  from. 

Among  the  guests  who  were  at  the  Grand  Hotel  de 
rAthenee  recently  were  Mrs.  Louis  B.  Parrott,  the  Misses 
Parrott,  Mrs.  A.  M.  Easton,  Mrs.  Henry  Dutard,  Mr. 
and  Mrs.  H.  M.  Gillig,  Mr.  Donald  de  V.  Graham,  and 
Mr.  Frank  L.  Unger. 

Colonel  George  W.  Macfarlane,  of  Honolulu,  is  at  the 
California  Hotel. 


Sunday  from  the  Asiatic  Station,  where  he  has  had  three  I 
years  of  duty  on  the  Petrel.  He  will  pass  his  leave  of  ! 
absence  in  St.  Louis. 

Lieutenant  Nat  P.  Phister,   First  Infantry,   U.  S.  A.,  I 
has  been  granted  a  leave  of  absence  for  twenty  days. 

Mrs.  R.  G.  Ebert,  wife  of  Captain  Ebert,  U.  S.  A.,  is 
here  from  Fort  Whipple,  Ariz.,  on  a  visit  to  friends. 


The  illustrated  talks  on  the  Scheel  symphony 
programme,  which  Edgar  Stillman  Kelley  has  been 
delivering,  will  be  continued  during  the  second 
series  of  concerts.  They  will  be  given  at  a  quarter- 
past  three  on  Wednesday  afternoons  at  Mrs. 
George  H.  Powers's  residence  in  San  Rafael,  and 
in  this  city  on  Thursdays  at  eleven  o'clock  in  the 
morning  at  the  residence  of  Mrs.  Thomas  R. 
Church,  1016  Franklin  Street,  and  the  same  after- 
noon at  two  o'clock  at  the  residence  of  Mrs.  Will- 
iam S.  Wood,  1920  Clay  Street. 


Professor  David  Starr  Jordan,  President  of  Stan- 
ford  University,  will  lecture  on  "  Evolution  :  What 
It  Is  and  What  It  Is  Not"  in  the  Y.  M.  C.  A.  Audi- 
torium, on  Mason  and  Ellis  Streets,  on  Wednesday 
evening,  October  31st,  under  the  auspices  of  the 
Hawthorne  Society. 


—  OWIXG    TO    CHANGE    IN    TARIFF,    WE    HAVE 

reduced  the  prices  of  all  Mousquetaire  Gloves,  the 
quality  remaining  the  same.  All  our  gloves  are 
branded  with  trade-mark.  They  are  sold  in  S.  F. 
only  at  7  Kearny  Street.      P.  Centemeri  &  Co. 


—  Cooper's  engravers  have  no  equal. 


— Huber's  Orchestra  furnishes  excellent 
music  for  weddings,  receptions,  etc.  It  plays  at 
the  cotillions  of  the  Friday  Night  Club,  and  at  the 
Hotel  Del  Monte.    420  Eddy  Street.    Tel.,  East68i. 


— Opera  glasses — latest  Parisian  styles  in 
aluminum,  with  or  without  handles,  at  very  moder- 
ate prices.  Henry  Kahn  &  Co.,  Opticians,  642 
Market  Street,  Chronicle  Building. 


-Cooper's  engravers  have  no  equal. 


The  popularity  of  the  Scheel  concerts  at  the 
Auditorium  continues  unabated.  The  repetition 
of  the  Strauss  Night  programme  on  Tuesday  night 
called  out  an  immense  audience,  and  there  are  few 
vacant  seats  on  any  evening  in  the  week. 


Army  and  Navy  News. 

The  latest  personal  notes  relative  to  army  and 
navy  people  at  the  various  posts  around  San  Fran- 
cisco are  appended : 

Mrs.  M.  L.  Mitchie,  wife  of  Lieutenant  Mitchie,  Sec- 
ond Cavalry,  U.  S.  A.,  is  visiting  her  aunt,  Mrs.  S.  B. 
Johnson,  at  The  Colonial. 

Lieutenant-Colonel  Edward  Moale,  Third  Infantry, 
U.  S.  A.,  will  be  relieved  from  duty  here  next  Wednesday 
as  Inspector  of  Small  Arms  Practice,  and  will  then  join 
his  regiment  at  Fort  Snelling,  near  St.  Paul.  Minn. 

Lieutenant-Colonel  Johnson  V.  D.  Middleton,  Deputy 
Surgeon  General,  U.  S.  A.,  has  returned  to  duty  after  a 
brief  leave  of  absence. 

Surgeon  Millard  H.  Crawford,  U.  S.  N.,  who  has  been 
visiting  his  old  home  in  Virginia,  is  now  on  duly  on  the 
training-ship  Constellation  at  Newport.  R.  I.  He  will 
remain  there  during  the  winter. 

Captain  Luigi  Lomia,  Fifth  Artillery,  U.  S.  A..  Lieu- 
tenant Oliver  E.  Wood,  Fifth  Artillery,  L".  S.  A.,  and 
Lieutenant  William  H.  Coffin,  Fifth  Artillery,  U.S.A., 
are  at  Fort  Canby,  Wash.,  conducting  the  battery  com- 
petitions of  the  Fifth  Regiment  of  Artillery. 

Lieutenant  Richard  C.  Croxton,  First  Infantry.  U.  S. 
A.,  is  absent  for  a  month,  owing  to  illness. 

Lieutenant  Charles  E.  B.  Flagg,  Assistant-Surgeon, 
U.  S.  A.,  is  away  from  duty  on  a  three  weeks'  leave  of 
absence. 

Lieutenant  J.  M.  Orchard,  U.   S.   N.,  arrived  here  last 


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red,  rough,  and  oily  skin,  pre- 
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and  clogging  of  the  pores. 

Sold tbroutihoutthe world.  Trice. 25c.  Potteb 

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CALIFORNIA 

HOTEL 

Is  the  most  comfortable  and  home-like  hostelry 
in  the  city.  The  rooms  are  sunny  and  cheerful. 
The  furniture  is  new,  rich,  and  luxurious. 
Guests  receive  polite  attention  and  uniform 
courtesy  from  all  employees.  The  rates  are  moder- 
ate. Special  terms  to  permanent  guests.  The 
Hotel  is  conducted  on  both 
the  American  and  Euro- 
pean plan.  The  new  Amer- 
ican Dining-Room  is  on  the 
eighth  floor.  Entrance  to 
the  California  Theatre  from 
the  Hotel  office.  The  Cal- 
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fire-proof. 


R.H. 

Warfield, 
Proprietor. 


THE  HOTEL  RICHELIEU 

N.  E.  Cor.  Van  Ness  and  Myrtle  ftvenues. 


The    Principal    and    Finest 

Family    Hotel  of  San  Francisco. 
Special    Pride    Taken    in    the 

Excellence    of  the    Cuisine. 
Elegantly    Furnished    Rooms 

Single    and    En    Suite. 
Permanent   Guests   "Will    be 

Given   Special    Rates. 
Elevator  Runs  Day  and  Night. 

HOTEL  RICHELIEU  GO. 


YOUNG    LADIES 

Desiring  to  pursue  special  studies  in  New  York  can  find 
a  comfortable  home  under  the  care  of  a  lady  of  social 
position.  References  required.  Address  Mrs.  Macdaniel, 
241  East  18th  St.,  who  refers  to  Chas.  A.  Dana,  Esq.,  of 
the  New  York  Sun. 

GRATEFUL-COMFORTING. 

Epps's  Cocoa 

BREAKFAST-SUPPER. 

"  By  a  thorough  knowledge  of  the  natural  laws  which 
govern  the  operations  of  digestion  and  nutrition,  and  by  a 
careful  application  of  the  fine  properties  of  well- selected 
Cocoa,  Mr.  Epps  has  provided  for  our  breakfast  and  sup- 
per a  delicately  flavored  beverage  which  may  save  us 
many  heavy  doctors'  bills.  It  is  by  the  judicious  use  of 
such  articles  of  diet  that  a  constitution  may  be  gradually 
built  up  until  strong  enough  to  resist  every  tendency  to 
disease.  Hundreds  of  subtle  maladies  are  floating  around 
us  ready  to  attack  wherever  there  is  a  weak  point.  We 
may  escape  many  a  fatal  shaft  by  keeping  ourselves  well 
fortified  with  pure  blood  and  a  properly  nourished  frame." 
— Civil  Sen-iee  Gazette. 

Made  simply  with  boiling  water  or  milk.  Sold  only  in 
half-pound  tins,  by  Grocers,  labeled  thus: 

JAMES  EPPS  &  CO.  (Lttl.l, 
Homoeopathic  Chemists,  London,  England. 


Burlingame  Cottages 
To  Let. 


Two  new  and  enl  [rely  modern  \'i  -  room 
cottages,  with  stables,  situated  al  Burlln- 
1;  n  m  ■■  Park,  only  U\  <■  minutes'  irfeU  Irom 
the    ikmv    Burlingame    Station,    Ban    Kateo 

County,  forty    minutes   from    the   city.     The 

remaining  three  cottages  are  leased  for  n 
long  period.  These  five  cottages  art- in  the 
centre  '«>f  l  -I  arrrs  of  iiowers,  shrubbery, 
and  beautiful  lawns ,  all  of  which  sure  kepi 
up  without  expense  i<>  tenants. 
For  particulars  apply  to 

BALDWIN  &   HAMMOND, 

10  BKONTGOKBRY  BT. 


EUCHRE  and  WHIST  FAVORS  AM)  SCORE  CARDS. 

DODGE   BOOK    AND    STATIONERY 

srcCEssoiiS    to    C.    BEACH, 
107    IHOlNTTG-OlVEEinr    ST.,    Opp.  occidental  B 


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TAKE     THE 

"Sunset 
Limited" 

THE  NEW  TRANSCONTINENTAL  FLYER 

—  OF  THE  — 

Southern  Pacific  Company 


—  COMMENCING  — 


Thursday,   |\|f)y.     |?     J  894 


Running-    every     Thursday     until 
further  notice, 

—  BETWEEN  — 


San  Francisco 


AND 


79 
HOURS 


New  Orleans 


OVER  THE  POPULAR 


Sunset  Route 

Tlie  favorite  Route  of  America  for 
"Winter  Travel. 

A  SVPEBBIT  EQUIPPED 

Solid  Vestibuled  Train 


—  CONSISTING  OF- 


Pullman  Palace  Double    Drawing-Room   Sleeping-Cars, 

Dining  -  Cars,   and    Composite  -  Cars,    with    Buffet, 

Smoking- Room,  Bath-Room,  and  Barber  Shop, 

BRILLIANTLY    LIGHTED    BY     PINTSCH    GAS. 


NO   EXTRA   CHARGE, 

All   first-class   tickets,    local   and   through,   honored   for 
passage.     Sleeping-Car  Berths  at  Regular  Rates. 


Dining-Car  Service   Best  Obtainable. 

Meals  a  la  Carte. 


Immediate  connections  at   New  Orleans  with  trains  for 
Chicago,  St.  Louis,  Cincinnati,  Louis- 
ville, and  Memphis ; 

also,  with  LIMITED  TRAINS  of  the 

PIEDMONT  AIR  LINE 


Atlanta,  Charlotte,  Danville,  Washington,  Philadelphia, 

New    York,     Boston,    and    other 

Eastern  points. 


THROUGH  SCHEDULE: 
Leave  San  Francisco,  10.30  A.  31.,  Thursday 

"       Los  Angeles,        4.00      "         Friday 

Arrive  El  Paso,        -        5.30      "         Saturday 

"        New  Orleans,      7.40  P.M.,    Sunday 

"        New  York,      -      1.35      "         Tuesday 

Through  Time  to  New  York  City  119  Hours 

Passengers  from  Los  Angeles  will  take  berths  in 
Special  Sleeping-Car  Thursday  Evening. 


For  further  information,  inquire  of  any  agent  of 

The     Southern    Pacific     Company 


RICH'D  GRAY,  T.  H.  GOODMAN, 

Gen.  Traffic  Manager.  Gen.  Passenger  Agent. 


ECLIPSE   BICYCLES 

STRICTLY     HIGH     GRADE. 


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BANK   FITTINGS 

Office  and  School 

FURNITURE. 

Church  and  Opera  Chairs. 

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ltd    Stockton   Street*,    Sun    Fninrlitro. 


THE        ARGONAUT. 


October  29,  1894. 


THE    ALLEGED    HUMORISTS. 


"  He  wishes  to  be  a  candidate,  you  say?  Is  he 
in  touch  with  the  people?"  "  I  can't  say  that  he 
is.  But  he  is  rich  and  can  be  touched." — New  York 
Press. 

Some  time  in  the  future :  Mephisto—"  Here 
comes  Colonel  Buckinbridge,  of  Kentucky."  Mrs. 
Mephisto—"  Is  my  hat  on  straight  ?  "—Chicago 
Tribune. 

Landsman—"  When  two  boats  are  in  danger  of 
collision,  which  one  steers  off  and  gets  out  of  the 
way  ?"  Yachtsman—"  The  one  that's  last  painted.' 
— Good  News. 

He—"  Did  you  break  all  the  men's  hearts  at  Bar 
Harbor?"  She—  "No — no  one  can  do  that  now- 
adays. But  you  may  rest  assured  1  broke  all  the 
women's  hearts." — Truth. 

"  That's  too  bad  !  My  wife  has  gone  and  put 
my  handkerchief  in  the  wash,  and  1  am  positive 
that  I  had  tied  a  knot  in  it  to  remind  me  of  some- 
thing."— Fliegende  Blatter. 

Jirks — "  If  you  women  had  to  earn  your  money, 
you  wouldn't  be  so  fond  of  spending  it !  "  Mrs.  Jinks 
— "  Earn  it,  indeed  !  How  would  you  men  feel  if 
you  had  to  beg  yours  ?  " — Puck. 

She  (enthusiastically)—"  1  would  have  given  any- 
thing in  the  world  to  get  it  I"  He—"  Well,  why 
didn't  you  buy  it?"  Site — "Oh.it  cost  too  much 
— fifty  cents." — New  York  Sun. 

"  You  started  out  to  keep  a  diary,  I  believe?" 
"Yes."  "Going  to  keep  it  up?"  "No.  I've 
decided  it's  easier  to  write  an  autobiography  ahead 
and  then  live  up  to  it." — Truth. 

"  I  never  realized  how  I  was  getting  along  in 
years,"  sighed  Miss  Manyseasons,  "  until  last 
week.  I  received  two  proposals  of  marriage  from 
boys  of  not  over  nineteen." — Indianapolis  Journal. 

"  I  never  heard  such  a  girl  for  preaching  punctu- 
ality," said  Maude.  "It's  a  positive  mania  with 
her,"  replied  Mamie;  "yesterday  she  had  the 
clocks  taken  out  of  her  stockings  because  some 
one  told  her  they  were  fast," — Life. 

"Why,  you  poor  man  !  how  did  you  come  to 
lose  your  foot — in  the  war?"  "No,  ma'am.  I 
used  to  live  in  the  suburbs,  and  in  running  for  a 
train  on  an  early  spring  morning,  I  caught  my  foot 
in  the  mud  and  left  it  there." — Judge. 

He — "  Have  you  decided  what  to  give  your  old 
aunt  for  a  birthday  present?"  She — "No;  but 
now  I  come  to  think  of  it,  the  poor  old  maid  has 
had  very  little  pleasure  all  her  life  ;  you  might 
just  write  her  an  anonymous  love-letter." — Hutnor- 
istische  Blatter. 

"Doran  wor  put  an  duty  in  citizens'  clothes 
th'  other  noight,"  said  a  member  of  the  force. 
"  How'd  he  get  along?"  "Ter'ble.  Not  wan  o' 
the  fruit-stand  dagos  reco'nized  'im  widout  's 
uniform,  and  the  poor  mon_loike  to  starved  to 
death." — Washington  Star. 

Daughter—"  But,  ma,  I  don't  like  him."  Mother 
— "  He  is  an  only  son  and  his  father  is  very  rich." 
Daughter— "  Well,  as  to  that,  his  father  is  a  wid- 
ower and  may  marry  again."  Mother — "  True.  I 
did  not  think  of  that.  Perhaps  you'd  better  marry 
the  father.*'— New  York  Weekly. 

Irresistible  odds  :  Bierstein—"  Vat's  der  madder 
mit  your  eye?"  Finkelbaum—"  Had  fight  mi t  a 
brofessional  fighter."  Bierstein— "\  dought'you 
vas  more  sensiple."  Finkelbaum — "  Sufferin' 
Rachael  !  I  vas  sensiple.  He  bet  me  two  hun- 
dred to  one.  How  didt  I  know  but  vot  he  might 
drop  dedt  yust  as  der  money  vas  up?" — Cincinnati 
Tribune. 

Mrs.  Sudden rich— ■"  See  this  ?  It's  my  new 
party-dress,  straight  from  Paris.  Latest  fashion — 
low  neck  and  no  back  to  speak  of."  Mr.  Sudden- 
rich — "What  do  you  want  to  wear  that  thing  in 
public  for  ?  "  Mrs.  Suddenrtch — *'  When  folks  see 
me  in  this,  they'll  know  I'm  a  lady,  won't  they  ?  " 
Mr.  Suddenrich—"  Um— 1  s'pose  so.  They'll  know 
you're  a  woman,  anyway." — New  York  Weekly. 

"  Is  this  Bond  &  Co.  ?"  "  Yes.  What  is  it?" 
"We  have  found  that  cipher  telegram  of  yours 
tlrat  got  lost.  This  is  the  telegraph  office  talking." 
"  Well,  what  became  of  it?"  "A  new  boy  took  it 
over  to  the  office  of  the  Decade  Magazine.  When 
the  tracer  found  it  there,  they  had  it  in  type. 
Thought  it  was  a  new  poem,  Had  the  toughest 
kind  of  work  getting  them  to  give  it  up."— In- 
dianapolis Journal. 


Aycr's  Sarsaparilla,  though  not  a  beverage,  is  a 
very  palatable  blood  medicine. 


Certified  Milk. 
Every  dairy  supplying  our  cond  en  series  is  under 
supervision.  Milk  is  produced  under  rigid  hygienic 
rules.  The  company's  reputation  is  therefore  a 
certificate  of  the  absolute  purity  of  the  Gail  Borden 
Eagle  Brand  Condensed  Milk. 


MOTHERS  BK  SURE  AND  USE  "  MKS.  WlNSl.OW'S 
Soothing  Syrup"  for  your  children  while  teething. 


A  LEADING  AMERICAN  COMPANY. 


NATIONAL 


C 'IIR'S  BNG i:\vkks  HAVB  N->  KQUA1.. 


FIRE    INSURANCE 
COMPANY 

OF    HARTFORD,  CONN. 

CAPITAL,     ONE     MILLION     DOLLARS 

ASSETS,  ...  $3,244,455.98 

Pacific  Department,  409  CALIFORNIA  ST.,  S.  F. 

GEO.  D.  DORNIN,  Manager.      GEO.  W.  UORNIN,  Ass't-Manager. 


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TABLE    OF    CONTENTS. 

Editorial:  The  Political  Outlook — A  Quiet  but  Earnest  Campaign — 
Effects  of  the  Democratic  Panic— The  War  in  the  East— Corea's 
Future— Russia's  Possible  Part  in  the  Debate— Great  Britain's  Oppo- 
sition to  the  Russian  Bear — A  Roman  Catholic  Ticket  of  School 
Directors — Obedience  to  Priests  a  Bar  to  Honorable  Administration  of 
the  Office — Archbishop  Riordan's  Formulation  of  the  "A  B  C  of 
Catholic  Doctrine  "—Mrs.  Kendal  and  the  Audiences  of  San  Francisco — 
"Are  not  Unfallen  Women  Interesting?" — The  Sexual  Question  on 
the  Stage— The  Danger  of  Young  Girls  Investigating  Such  Questions — 
General  Lew  Wallace  on  the  War  in  the  Orient— Is  China  a-Menace 
to  Western  Civilization? — Her  Industrial  and  Productive  Possibili- 
ties   1-3 

A  False  Mascot:  How  It  Betrayed  a  Man's  Trust  and  a  Woman's 
Fears.     By  Gwendolen  Overton 4 

Amusement  Novelties  in  Gotham:  The  "Picture  Play" — A  Drama 
Told  in  Flashes— Two  Tank  Stars  at  Koster  and  Bial's— A  Mermaid 
and  Merman — How  the  Picture  Play  was  Produced — The  New  English 
Actress,  Olga  Nethersole,  in  "The  Transgressor" — Her  Merits  and 
Defects 4 

London's  Moral  Fit:  Our  Correspondent  writes  of  the  Onslaught  on 
"  Living  Pictures  "and  the  Empire  Promenade — The  Charge  against 
the  Palace  Theatre — Pictures  Complained  Of — William  Archer's  Com- 
ments— Bits  of  the  Testimony — The  Women  who  Frequent  the  Empire 
Promenade — Mrs.  Chant  and  the  Two  Shocked  Americans— The  Re- 
formers Get  the  Worst  of  It 5 

Old  Favorites:  "The  Ladies  of  St.  James's,"  by  Austin  Dobson 5 

Individualities  :  Notes  About  Prominent  People  all  Over  the  World 5 

The  Crucifixion  of  La  Salle  :  A  Studio  Story.  By  Eleanor  B. 
Caldwell 6 

Editorial  Notes  :  Local  Political  Matters — The  Candidates  of  the 
Various  Parties ; 6 

\  Bilious  Briton:  His  Amusing  Libels  on  American  Institutions — He 
Condemns  Everything  American,  from  our  Ice-Water  to  our  Women. .     7 

Literary  Notes:  Personal  and  Miscellaneous  Gossip — New  Publications 
—Current  Magazines 8-9 

Deama:  The  Kendals  in  "The  Ironmaster"  and  "A  White  Lie"— Stage 
Gossip Jo 

'anity  Fair " 

iER    Bloomers    Didn't    Fit  :   Miss  Bogert's  Experience  with  a  Man 

Tailor .12 

he  Latest  Verse:  "The  Dead  Poet— Oliver  Wendell  Holmes,"  by 
Margaret    E.    Sangster;     "The    Conqueror,"  by    Bessie  Chandler; 

"  Indian  Summer,"  by  John  Vance  Cheney 12 

"he  Second  Mr.  Tanqueray 12 

toryettes  :  Grave  and  Gay,  Epigrammatic  and  Otherwise — President 
Jackson's  Rebuke  to  Secretary  Cass— Strauss,  the  Admiring  Ladies, 
and  the  Black  Dog— A  Typical  Office- Holder— A  Sly  Trick  of  a 
Chinese  Merchant— How  John  Randolph,  of  Roanoke,  Raked  Down 
Calhoun — A  Russian  Cook's  Vengeance — A  Disgusted  Judge— How 

Baron  Haussmann  Put  Down  a  Self-important  Nobody 13 

ociety  :  Movements  and  Whereabouts— Notes  and  Gossip — Army  and 

Navy  News 14-15 

HE  Alleged  Humorists:  Paragraphs  Ground  out  by  the  Dismal  Wits 
of  the  Day 16 


By  the  time  the  next  issue  of  this  journal  is  before  our 
saders,  the  result  of  the  elections  will  be  known.  The 
impaign  has  been  apparently  a  quiet  one,  but  there  is  much 
:eling  beneath  it.  The  large  registration  all  over  the  coun- 
y  shows  that.  For  an  election  which  is  not  a  Presi- 
ential  one,  we  think  the  vote  polled  will  be  extraordinarily 
rge. 

We  do  not  agree  with  those  papers  which  place  State  and 
.unicipal  issues  ahead  of  national  issues  this  year.  We 
low  of  nothing  more  important  than  national  issues.  The 
testion  between  the  two  great  parties  is  this  :  Shall  the 
emocrats  be  allowed  to  continue  their  fratricidal  assaults 
ion  the  working  men  and  women  of  this  country  ?  Shall 
at  party  be  permitted  to  go  further  on  the  road  toward 
ee  trade,  as  is  demanded  by  William  L.  Wilson,  author  of 
e  Sugar  Trust  Tariff,  and  Grover  Cleveland,  the  Demo- 
atic  President  ?     Or  shall  a  Republican  majority  be  elected 

Congress,  which  shall  at  least  check  these  assaults  upon 


American  industry,  even  if  it  can  not  place  the  country 
where  it  was  two  years  ago  ? 

California  in  common  with  other  States,  San  Francisco  in 
common  with  other  cities,  have  suffered  severely  during  the 
depression  of  the  last  eighteen  months,  which  began  with 
the  Democratic  panic  of  1 893.  There  is  scarcely  a  man  or 
woman  within  the  bounds  of  this  fertile  and  beautiful  State 
who  has  not  felt  in  some  degree  the  pinch  of  these  Demo- 
cratic hard  times.  Laboring  men  are  working  for  a  dollar 
a  day,  and  many  of  them  can  not  get  work  even  at  that 
figure  ;  clerks  and  book-keepers  have  had  their  salaries  re- 
duced, and  many  of  them  have  lost  their  positions  ;  retail 
tradesmen  have  struggled  along,  barely  making  enough  to 
pay  their  rent  and  their  employees  ;  wholesale  merchants 
have  sat  idly  in  their  counting-rooms,  wondering  why  they 
did  not  retire  from  business  ;  capitalists  have  seen  their 
rents  falling  and  their  dividends  decreasing.  There  is 
scarcely  a  class  which  has  not  seen  its  income  reduced. 

All  of  this  is  directly  attributable  to  the  Democratic  mal- 
administration of  national  affairs.  Whatever  their  policy 
was,  that  party  did  not  seem  to  have  the  courage  to  carry  it 
out.  After  having  paralyzed  business  through  their  threats 
of  free  trade,  the  Democrats  took  a  year  and  a  half  to  pass 
a  bill  which  was  not  a  free-trade  bill,  nor  even  a  tarifffor- 
revenue  bill,  but  a  modified  protection  bill.  Now  they 
claim  that  this  is  insufficient,  and  want  to  pass  another 
which  shall  be  more  in  the  direction  of  free  trade.  They 
have  half  ruined  the  country  while  hesitating  over  the  first ; 
they  would  probably  complete  the  ruin  if  they  are  now 
allowed  to  undertake  a  second. 

It  seems  to  us  of  vastly  more  importance  that  the  Demo- 
cratic majority  in  Congress  should  be  wiped  out  rather  than 
that  Ellert  or  Sutro  should  be  elected  mayor  of  San  Fran- 
cisco. The  election  of  neither  of  these  men  could  have  any 
influence  upon  the  business  of  the  city  or  the  State.  But 
the  election  of  a  Republican  majority  in  Congress  would 
have  a  marked  and  instantaneous  effect  upon  the  business  of 
the  city,  of  the  State,  and  of  the  United  States. 

The  people  of  this  country  sometimes  make  mistakes. 
They  made  one  two  years  ago,  when  they  placed  the  Demo- 
cratic party  in  full  possession  of  the  government.  But  the 
people  are  intelligent.  They  see  their  error.  It  has  been 
brought  home  to  them  by  the  hard  lesson  of  diminished  in- 
comes among  the  rich  and  poverty  and  hunger  among  the 
poor.  We  think  they  will  correct  the  mistake  of  two  years 
ago  at  the  ballot-box  next  Tuesday. 

The  Republican  National  Committee  expect  to  elect  one 
hundred  and  ninety-six  representatives  to  one  hundred  and 
forty-five  Democrats  and  fifteen  Populists.  They  have 
made  a  careful  study  of  the  situation,  and  their  figures  for 
California  are  five  Republican  and  two  Democratic  Con- 
gressmen. These  figures  seem  to  us  based  on  reason.  If 
California  sends  more  than  two  Democrats  to  Washington 
after  the  way  she  has  suffered  from  the  last  Democratic 
Congress,  she  ought  to  concentrate  some  of  her  numerous 
public  institutions,  and  turn  the  whole  State  into  a  vast  asy- 
lum for  the  feeble-minded. 

It  is  difficult  to  disentangle  the  truth  from  the  multitude 
of  conflicting  dispatches  from  the  seat  of  war  in  Asia  ;  but 
it  seems  certain  that  the  Japanese  have  driven  the  Chinese 
out  of  Corea,  and  are  now  encamped  on  the  Chinese  bank 
of  the  Yalu.  It  would  seem  that  their  task  has  been  accom- 
plished. The  capture  of  Moukden  will  add  nothing  to  the 
strength  of  their  position,  and  even  the  seizure  of  Pekin 
would  only  throw  a  wild  elephant  on  their  hands,  and  would 
require  them  to  keep  open  a  long  line  of  communication 
through  a  hostile  country.  To  complete  their  work,  they 
ought  to  occupy  Port  Arthur,  and  dispatches  state  that  they 
are  preparing  for  its  investment ;  if  the  Chinese  fight  no 
better  for  its  defense  than  they  have  done  thus  far,  it  must 
fall. 

Japan  has  overrun  Corea,  and  holds  it  practically  as  a 
conquered  province.  There  is  no  sort  of  chance  that  the 
Coreans  can  wrest  it  from  the  conquerors,  and  the  Chinese, 
on   whom  they  relied  for  assistance,  are  scampering  away 


through  Mantchooria.  Thus  the  future  status  of  the  penin- 
sula will  depend  on  the  will  of  the  Mikado  and  his  Parlia- 
ment. Will  he  annex  it  to  Japan,  or  will  he  hold  it  as  a 
tributary  state?  Its  territory  is  about  equal  to  that  of  Utah 
or  Idaho  ;  much  of  it  is  fertile,  and  it  contains  valuable 
mines  of  gold  and  other  minerals.  Its  population  is  a 
matter  of  conjecture  among  geographers.  One  authority 
sets  it  down  at  eight  millions,  another  at  twelve  millions, 
and  since  the  war  broke  out,  persons  on  the  spot  have  stated 
that  the  country  contained  not  less  than  twenty  millions  of 
souls — that  is  to  say,  half  as  many  people  as  there  are  in 
Japan.  The  annexation  of  such  a  region  to  the  Mikado's 
empire  would  raise  Japan  almost  to  the  rank  of  a  first-class 
power — provided  always  that  the  Coreans  acquiesced  in  the 
surrender  of  their  nationality  and  assimilated  with  the 
Japanese.  It  would  seem  that  some  such  project  must  have 
been  in  the  mind  of  the  authorities  at  Tokio  when  they  re- 
solved to  go  to  the  expense  of  a  war  with  China. 

But  Russia  looms  up  as  a  commanding  factor  in  the  im- 
broglio. Russian  policy  in  the  Pacific  has  reached  a  dead- 
lock. Russia  has  built  at  Vladivostock  a  first-class  fortress, 
which  is  absolutely  impregnable,  and  in  whose  harbor  her 
whole  navy  may  lie  securely.  But  the  harbor  is  ice-bound 
for  half  the  year,  and  vessels  which  are  outside  can  not  get 
in,  while  vessels  which  are  inside  can  not  get  out.  Again, 
Russia  is  building  a  railroad  which,  if  no  obstacle  interfered, 
would  enable  it  to  transfer  a  million  men  from  the  shore  of 
the  Baltic  or  the  Black  Sea  to  the  shore  of  the  Pacific.  But 
the  railroad  has  no  terminus  on  the  latter  which  can  be  kept 
open  in  winter.  For  offensive  operations,  a  Russian  army 
on  the  Amoor  in  winter  would  not  be  more  effective  than  if 
it  were  encamped  on  the  Neva.  Finally,  Russia  has  not  a 
pound  of  coal  on  the  Pacific,  and  every  ton  of  fuel  used  by 
the  men-of-war  at  Vladivostock  has  to  be  imported  from 
Cronstadt.  A  few  weeks  ago  a  Russian  iron-clad,  detached 
from  the  Baltic  fleet  for  service  with  the  Pacific  squadron, 
ran  out  of  coal  and  put  into  Capetown  for  a  supply.  The 
Cape  dealers  asked  forty  dollars  a  ton,  and  the  Russian  had 
to  pay  this  exorbitant  price.  If  war  had  been  raging,  he 
would  not  have  been  able  to  get  it  at  all. 

These  are  some  of  the  reasons  which  induce  observers  to 
expect  that  when  the  time  comes  to  adjust  the  conditions  of 
peace,  Russia  will  take  a  part  in  the  debate,  and  an  authori- 
tative part.  She  will  want  a  terminus  for  her  railroad  which 
will  be  open  all  the  year  round,  like  Port  Arthur  or 
Chemulpo,  and  she  will  want  absolute  dominion  over  a 
region  which  produces  coal.  Both  requisites  are  found  in 
Corea,  and  if  Japan  proposes  to  annex  the  peninsula  without 
satisfying  the  wants  of  Russia,  there  will  probably  be 
trouble. 

Again,  the  entrance  of  Russia  upon  the  scene  is  sure  to 
be  followed  by  a  similar  step  on  the  part  of  Great  Britain. 
It  is  not  generally  known,  but  it  is  a  fact  that  whenever  Rus- 
sia dispatches  a  man-of-war  to  reinforce  her  fleet  at  Vlad- 
ivostock, England  counters  by  sending  two  ships  of  equal 
strength  to  reinforce  her  Asiatic  squadron.  Downing  Street 
does  not  trust  her  Muscovite  friends.  For  twenty  years,  a 
diplomatic  duel  has  been  going  on  between  the  two  powers. 
Ten  years  ago,  England  occupied  Port  Hamilton  with  the 
assent  of  China,  Japan,  and  Corea  ;  Russia  grimly  assented, 
but  made  the  condition  of  its  assent  the  cession  of  Port 
Lazareff  in  Corea  to  herself.  On  this  the  English,  in  1887, 
evacuated  Port  Hamilton,  and  Russia  suspended  works 
which  had  already  been  begun  at  Port  Lazareff.  Now,  the 
situation  will  prompt  the  Russians  to  take  the  initiative,  and 
the  duty  of  responding  to  any  movement  they  may  make 
will  devolve  on  England. 

It  is  stated   in  high  political  circles  in  Great  Britain  that 
the  English  Government  "  can  not  permit  "  Russia  to  acquire 
a  port  with  convenient  access  to  a   field  of  coal  supply  in 
Corea.     But  if  Japan   is  willing,  it   is   not  easy  to  see  what 
Great  Britain  can  do  about  it.     That  the  Mikado  is  inclined 
to  look  favorably  on    Russia's  desires  may,  perhaps,  be 
ferred    from   the  unfriendly  disposition   England  has  1 
evinced  toward  Japan.     It  is  customary  with  the  Engl 
expect  foreign  nations  to  take  their  side  in  nation.! 


THE        ARGONAUT. 


November  5,  1&94. 


under  penalty  of  being  branded  as  barbarians  and 
"rebels."  It  certainly  would  not  injure  Japan  to  let 
Russia  have  a  slice  of  Corea,  with  a  safe  port  open 
all  the  year  round  and  a  big  coal-field.  There  is  no 
reason  why  the  Mikado  should  embroil  himself  with  Russia 
by  opposing  such  a  change  in  the  map  of  Corea  merely 
to  please  John  Bull.  And  yet  the  English  diplomats  will 
feel  with  good  reason  that  they  have  been  outmanoeuvred  if 
Russia  obtains  on  the  Pacific  a  fortress  and  a  coal-supply 
which  will  enable  her  fleets  to  cope  with  those  of  England  on 
that  ocean.  The  Pacific  has  been  an  English  lake.  Her  war- 
ships, darting  out  of  her  stronghold  at  Hong  Kong,  have 
given  the  law  to  the  Asiatic  peoples.  She  has  dominated 
China  and  Japan  alike.  If  the  Russians  get  what  they 
want  in  Corea,  her  authority  will  be  divided  ;  and  this,  es- 
pecially in  view  of  the  situation  in  Pamir,  is  not  a  trifling 
matter. 

General  Lew  Wallace,  the  well-known  writer,  recently 
came  to  San  Francisco,  on  a  lecturing  tour.  Although  Gen- 
eral Wallace  would  perhaps  prefer  to  be  handed  down  to 
posterity  on  a  military  scroll  of  fame — for  he  was  a  brave 
soldier  during  our  Civil  War — he  is  generally  known  as 
"  the  author  of  '  Ben  Hur.' "  This  work  is  one  which  thrills 
many  worthy  people  with  admiration  ;  many  other  worthy 
people  it  distinctly  bores.  There  are  numerous  cases  on 
record  of  individuals;  belonging  to  the  second  grand  division 
who  have  been  driven  almost  to  madness 'by  the  lofty  pity 
of  those  in  the  first  grand  division  ;  spurred  by  the  scornful 
attitude  of  their  friends,  they  have  again  and  again  attempted 
"Ben  Hur,"  only  to  meet  defeat  at  that  place  in  one  of  the 
early  chapters  where  a  caravan  of  camels  crosses  the  desert. 
Many  an  honest  man  who  has  not  the  Ben  Hur  habit  will 
freely  admit  that  when  he  tries  to  acquire  it  and  to  read  the 
book,  sleep  kisses  his  eyelids  down  when  the  camels  are 
coming. 

But  that  is  neither  here  nor  there.  Although  "  Ben  Hur  " 
is  one  of  the  most  widely  circulated  of  American  romances, 
that  fact  should  not  condemn  it.  It  may  be  a  literary  work 
of  enduring  merit,  even  if  it  has  won  the  stamp  of  popular 
approval  And  if,  in  the  world  to  come,  popular  judgments 
here  below  are  reversed,  General  Wallace  may  repudiate 
"  Ben  Hur"  and  fall  back  on  his  military  record. 

But  it  is  neither  as  writer  nor  as  soldier  that  we  wish  to 
speak  of  him  here.  It  is  of  the  man  of  affairs.  General 
Wallace  was  '  interviewed,"  the  other  day,  and  talked  freely 
to  the  various  reporters  about  a  number  of  topics — among 
others,  the  war  between  Japan  and  China.  In  the  course  of 
his  remarks  on  this  topic,  he  gave  utterance  to  some  ideas 
which  are  most  striking.  "  The  Japanese,"  he  said  in  sub- 
stance, "will  undoubtedly  whip  the  Chinese  as  far  as  they 
are  permitted  to  go.  But  after  the  Chinese  are  whipped — 
what  then  ?  China  will  find  that  she  is  no  longer  to  be  let 
alone,  that  diplomacy  will  not  save  her,  that  she  must  fight 
her  way,  and  she  will  begin  to  adopt  modern  ideas.  This 
is  a  menace  to  the  Western  world.  But  the  menace  is  from 
the  commercial  point  of  view.  China  will  not  confine  her 
regeneration  to  methods  of  warfare.  She  will  become  a 
factor  in  the  business  of  the  world.  If  California  has  found 
the  Chinese  a  menace  at  one  dollar  a  day,  what  will  the  rest 
of  the  world  find  them  at  five  and  ten  cents  a  day,  as  they 
are  found  at  home?  Suppose  the  result  of  this  war  will  be 
to  drive  them  into  manufacturing,  how  can  the  other  nations 
of  the  world  compete  with  them  ?  Can  we  in  this  country 
meet  a  wage  of  ten  cents  a  day?  Can  even  crowded 
Europe,  with  her  pauper  labor,  meet  such  a  wage?  We  talk 
of  over-production  now  ;  what  will  it  be  with  China  as  a 
great  producer  instead  of  a  great  market  ?  " 

The  careless  reader  will  pass  these  pregnant  sentences  by, 
thinking  that  if  the  threatened  danger  should  ever  come  to 
pass,  it  would  not  be  in  our  generation.  But  such  a  judg- 
ment would  not  be  supported  by  the  facts.  The  trade  with 
Japan  during  the  last  ten  years  proves  this  statement. 
Although  the  two  races,  Japanese  and  Chinese,  differ  radi- 
cally, they  are  still  from  the  same  great  Mongolian  stem. 
While  China  is  slower  than  Japan,  her  enormous  population 
makes  her,  from  a  commercial  point  of  view,  infinitely  more 
to  be  feared.  If  she  should  follow  Japan  into  the  manu- 
facturing field,  it  would  cause  a  convulsion  in  the  markets  of 
the  world. 

During  the  last  ten  years,  according  to  l.c  U.'/n'r  Civil,  the 
Japanese  Government  has  imported  the  most  improved 
machinery  from  Europe  for  various  manufacturing  plants, 
notably  cotton-spinning.  In  1884,  there  were  only  35,000 
bobbins  ;  now  there  are  over  380,000.  Japan  imported 
31,000,000  pounds  of  raw  cotton  in  1889,  and  in  1891  had 
increased  the  amount  to  67,000,000  pounds  ;  later  figures 
arc  lacking.  She  is  steadily  decreasing  her  importations  of 
manufactured  articles,  and  increasing  her  importations  of 
raw  materials.  These  she  subsequently  exports  in  manu- 
factured forms.  Last  year,  Hong  Kong,  a  European 
colony,  bought  Japanese  cotton  cloth  to  the  amount  of  over 
half   a  million    of    dollars'.     The    Japanese   arc   supplying 


their  own  markets  with  goods  formerly  furnished  by  Europe 
and  the  United  States.  They  are  invading  the  oriental 
markets  of  occidental  countries  ;  they  are  exporting  matches 
and  soap  ;  they  manufacture  clothes,  felt  hats,  and  knitted 
goods  ;  they  have  glass-works,  breweries,  brick-yards,  tan- 
neries, and  rope-walks.     They  even  have  a  watch-factory. 

Suppose,  as  General  Wallace  says,  that  the  present  war 
between  China  and  Japan  should  result  in  the  defeat  of  the 
Chinese,  and  a  consequent  convulsion.  It  would  probably 
result  in  a  commercial  convulsion,  after  the  internecine  one. 
With  the  vast  Empire  of  China,  with  its  four  hundred  mill- 
ions of  human  beings,  following  in  the  footsteps  of  the 
smaller  Empire  of  lapan,  and  entering  into  the  field  of  man- 
ufactures, what  would  become  of  unprotected  industries  in 
this  and  other  countries?  If  China  and  Japan  could  lay 
down  manufactured  products  in  this  country,  as  Japan  soon 
will,  if  permitted  ;  if  these  products  are  manufactured  by 
men  at  twelve  cents  a  day  and  women  at  six  cents  a  day, 
how  long  would  the  wages  of  American  industrial  operatives 
remain  at  their  present  figure?  If  the  free-traders  are  con- 
sistent, they  would  have  to  admit  goods  from  any  part  of 
the  world.  According  to  the  Democratic  journals,  it  is  the 
very  idea  of  protection  which  is  wrong.  According  to  the 
Democratic  National  Platform  of  1S92,  "protection  is  a 
fraud,  a  robbery,  and  unconstitutional."  If  this  be  true,  it 
would  be  unconstitutional  to  protect  our  own  workingmen 
against  the  swarming  millions  of  China  and  Japan  ;  it  would 
be  constitutional  to  prohibit  the  Chinese  from  coming  here 
and  manufacturing  goods  to  compete  with  our  own  working- 
men,  but  it  would  be  unconstitutional  to  impose  a  duty  on 
the  goods  they  manufactured  over  there,  and  sent  here  to 
compete  with  the  products  of  our  shops  and  looms. 

The  Democratic  theory  may  then  be  summed  up  thus  : 
It  is  constitutional  to  send  a  Chinese  shoemaker  back  to 
China,  because  he  can  make  shoes  more  cheaply  here  than 
an  American  shoemaker  can,  and  thereby  undersell  him. 
But  when  the  Chinese  shoemaker  is  back  in  China,  where  he 
can  make  shoes  even  more  cheaply  than  he  can  here,  he  can 
send  his  shoes  over  duty  free  and  undersell  the  American 
shoemaker,  because  to  protect  the  American  shoemaker 
would  be  "  unconstitutional,  a  robbery,  and  a  fraud." 

China  has  bought  Clyde-built  ships  ;  she  may  buy  Scottish 
mills.  China  has  bought  Krupp  guns  ;  she  may  buy  Ger- 
man looms.  When  she  is  manufacturing  goods  for  exporta- 
tion to  this  country,  will  the  Democratic  party,  the  "  friend 
of  the  workingman,"  throw  open  the  ports  of  this  country 
to  the  products  of  Asiatic  labor,  made  at  a  wage  of  ten 
cents  a  day  ? 

Among  the  various  "secret"  tickets  which  are  offered  to 
the  voters  of  San  Francisco  at  the  coming  election  is  one 
on  which  twelve  Roman  Catholics  are  running  for  school 
directors.  Assuming  that  these  gentlemen  are  good  mem- 
bers of  their  church,  they  must  be  opposed  to  American 
common  schools,  which  the  priests  denounce  as  "  godless 
schools,"  and  they  must  be  in  favor  of  parochial  schools,  at 
which  Roman  Catholic  doctrines  are  taught  as  the  only 
means  of  salvation.  These  candidates  run  on  a  platform  of 
hostility  to  the  institutions  over  which  they  are  set.  If  they 
obey  the  teachings  of  their  spiritual  guides,  they  must  lend 
their  efforts  to  injure  the  schools  of  which  they  are  the  di- 
rectors and  to  defeat  their  usefulness.  There  is  no  escape 
from  the  dilemma  in  which  they  are  placed  ;  they  must 
either  be  false  to  their  trust  as  school  directors  or  be  dis- 
loyal to  the  tenets  of  their  church.  They  can  take  their 
choice. 

Men  of  honor  would  not  accept  a  nomination  to  adminis- 
ter institutions  of  which  they  disapprove.  There  are,  how- 
ever, Roman  Catholics  who  do  not  follow  the  priests  in  their 
enmity  to  common  schools,  but  send  their  children  to  those 
schools,  and  believe  in  maintaining  them.  The  trouble  with 
these  Roman  Catholics  is  that  at  every  step  in  their  official 
career  they  will  find  their  duty  as  school  trustees  conflict 
with  their  obedience  to  the  priesthood.  The  case  of  Myers's 
history  is  an  example  of  the  dilemmas  in  which  they  will 
constantly  be  placed.  That  case  occurred  only  nine  months 
ago,  and  must  still  be  within  the  memory  of  most  people. 

A  man  named  Dunn,  a  school  director  and  a  Roman 
Catholic,  presented  to  the  board  of  education  a  protest 
against  the  use  of  Myers's  "  Outlines  of  Mediaeval  and 
Modern  History"  in  the  schools,  on  the  ground  that  it  was 
an  anti-Catholic  compilation,  prepared  by  a  bigoted  Prot- 
estant. Dunn's  contention  was  supported  by  a  long  essay 
signed  by  Archbishop  Riordan,  in  which  that  prelate  also 
charged  Myers  with  partisanship  and  unfairness  to  the 
Roman  Catholic  Church.  The  controversy  led  to  an  ex- 
amination of  the  book.  It  turned  out  that  it  was  not  in  any 
■  sense  a  partisan  work,  and  that  it  dealt  with  history  from  the 
impartial  standpoint  of  an  unbiased  observer.  It  was  im- 
possible to  detect  from  the  opinions  expressed  what  Myers's 
religion  was.  His  history  merely  showed  that  he  viewed 
past  events  from  the  standpoint  of  an  intelligent  and  philo- 
sophic critic,  and  that  on  controverted  questions  it  embraced 


no  side.  But  it  stated  facts,  and  it  was  to  this  that  Arch- 
bishop Riordan  objected,  and  against  which  Director  Dunn 
protested,  because  the  facts  tell  against  the  Pope's  church. 

For  instance,  the  archbishop  arraigned  Myers  for  saying 
that  the  Reformation  was  "a  step  in  the  march  of  progress," 
and  insisted  that,  on  the  contrary,  it  "threw  back  civilization 
over  two  hundred  years."  That  the  head  of  the  Papal 
Church  on  this  coast  should  utter  such  nonsense  merely 
shows  that  Roman  Catholicism  is  so  short  of  apostles  that  it 
has  to  put  a  bigoted  Irish  priest  into  a  position  of  responsi- 
bility. The  truth  of  the  matter  is  so  notorious  that  no  in- 
telligent Roman  Catholic  in  the  East,  or  in  England,  or 
France,  or  Bavaria,  or  Italy,  or  Spain,  would  think  of  deny- 
ing it.  At  the  time  of  the  Reformation,  the  march  of  intel- 
lect was  arrested  by  the  church's  denial  of  free  inquiry,  and 
men's  respect  for  religion  was  sapped  by  the  sale  of  indul- 
gences and  the  crapulous  lives  which  cardinals  were  leading 
at  Rome.  Luther  rose  in  rebellion — not  against  such  trivial 
doctrinal  points  as  transubstantiation  and  the  intercession  of 
saints,  but  against  the  denial  of  free  inquiry,  free  thought, 
and  free  judgment,  and  he  emphasized  his  rebellion  by 
pointing  to  the  immoralities  which  had  crept  into  the  church. 
His  protests  were  not  confined  to  himself;  they  were  freely 
uttered  by  Ignatius  Loyola,  the  founder  of  the  Jesuits,  and 
by  many  of  the  leaders  of  the  Dominicans  and  Franciscans. 
Their  justice  was  not  denied  by  Leo  the  Tenth  himself, 
though  he  afterward  drifted  into  a  position  of  hostility  to  the 
reformers.  But  at  the  time  Luther  wrote  his  theses,  it  is 
safe  to  say  that  the  most  intelligent  members  of  the  Roman 
Catholic  hierarchy  agreed  with  him,  and  secretly  or  openly 
demanded  free  inquiry,  free  thought,  and  free  judgment  in 
religion.  These  things  are  well  known  by  persons  of  educa- 
tion ;  they  are  only  denied  by  the  ignorant ;  the  books 
which  contain  them  are  denounced  by  Archbishop  Riordan, 
not  because  they  contain  untruths,  but  because  they  give  the 
lie  to  the  distortions  of  truth  uttered  in  Roman  Catholic 
pulpits.  Yet  how  would  a  Roman  Catholic  school  director 
vote  on  the  question  of  admitting  or  excluding  such  books  ? 

Human  progress  implies  the  constant  rejection  of  old 
faiths  and  beliefs,  and  the  substitution  for  them  of  faiths 
and  beliefs  which  are  new  and  are  found  to  be  true.  The 
only  exception  to  the  rule  is  the  Roman  Catholic  Church. 
Archbishop  Riordan  lately  wrote  : 

"The  church  of  to-day  does  not  deny  the  dogmas  of  the  Middle 
Ages.  She  is  infallible.  In  the  teaching  of  truth,  she  has  never 
made  a  mistake.  Her  belief  now  is  the  same  as  her  belief  a  thousand 
years  ago.  She  never  held  in  one  century  what  she  had  to  disown  in 
the  next.     This  is  the  very  A  B  C  of  Catholic  doctrine." 

That  is  to  say  that  the  church  of  to-day  still  denies  the 
rotation  of  the  spheres,  the  circulation  of  the  blood,  the 
primal  diversity  of  races,  and  the  fundamental  principles  of 
geology,  astronomy,  and  chemistry  ;  while  it  asserts  the 
right  and  the  duty  of  believers  to  imprison,  torture,  an 
burn  heretics  at  the  stake,  and  to  punish  free  inquiry  by  fim 
and  imprisonment.  When  we  send  our  boys  to  the  commoi 
schools,  we  propose  to  have  them  taught  the  very  reverse  ol 
what  the  church  believes  ;  that  is  to  say,  we  want  them 
brought  up  in  the  faith  that  the  earth  moves  ;  that  the  blood 
circulates  ;  that  members  of  the  brute  creation  antedated 
man  in  this  world  ;  that  there  are  many  spheres  which  may 
be  inhabited  ;  that  the  layers  of  rock  which  constitute  the 
crust  of  this  globe  were  superimposed  in  obedience  to  phys- 
ical causes  acting  through  cycles  of  time,  and  not  in  compli- 
ance with  a  capricious  divine  feat  ;  that  persecution  for 
opinion's  sake  is  wrong ;  and  that  toleration  is  the  first  duty 
of  a  Christian.  But  if  the  school  directors,  who  are 
charged  with  the  duty  of  deciding  what  they  shall  learn  and 
what  they  shall  not  learn,  share  the  opinions  of  Archbishop 
Riordan,  is  it  not  a  matter  of  grave  uncertainty  what  opin1 
ions  they  will  profess  when  they  graduate? 

The  Roman  Catholics  complain  lustily  of  the  intolerance 
which  calls  into  existence  such  societies  as  the  A.  P.  A. 
But  whom  have  they  to  blame  for  such  organizations  ? 
Under  the  auspices  of  Archbishop  Riordan,  a  society 
called  the  Young  Men's  Institute  has  been  established  in  this 
city,  and  blockaded  Market  Street  not  long  ago  with  one  of 
its  parades.  It  held  a  banquet,  or  symposium,  at  which 
speeches  were  made  vaunting  the  pure  catholicity  of  its 
members.  There  was  no  affectation  of  concealment  about 
its  purposes.  It  was  proclaimed  to  be  a  politico-religious 
organization,  framed  for  the  purpose  of  promoting  the 
political  power  of  members  of  the  Roman  Catholic  Church.  , 
Its  aims  were  not  moral,  but  solely  political.  Its  founders 
were  too  politic  to  follow  the  lead  of  Bishop  Wattersoc 
and  Ablegate  Satolli  and  to  denounce  the  liquor  traffic 
The  Institute  does  not  object  to  Us  members  drinking,  sc 
long  as  they  vote  for  Roman  Catholic  candidates.  This 
strikes  Protestants  as  a  challenge  to  other  religions.  And  r 
is  not  surprising  that  it  should  lead  young  and  hot-headec  c' 
members  of  the  various  Protestant  and  agnostic  commu1 
nities  to  form  counter  organizations  just  to  keep  these  usurp 
ing  and  intolerant  Roman  Catholics  in  their  place. 

The  Argonaut  lias  not  had  much  to  say  about  the  A.  P.  A 


■peft 


November  ;,  1894. 


THE        ARGONAUT. 


Whatever  its  sympathies  may  be,  it  believes  that  the  A.  P.  A. 
movement  is  bad  politics.  In  certain  contingencies  that  or- 
ganization may  completely  wipe  out  the  Republican  party. 
But  without  entering  into  any  special  discussion  of  the  merits 
or  demerits  of  the  A.  P.  A.  methods,  politically  considered, 
we  will  say  this  :  That  when  the  head  of  the  Papal  Church 
on  this  coast  has  practically  avowed  that,  if  he  had  his  way, 
the  education  given  to  the  pupils  at  the  public  schools  would 
be  no  education,  but  a  mere  hodge-podge  of  mediaeval  igno- 
rance, it  seems  to  be  the  duty  of  every  citizen  who  is  con- 
cerned for  the  intelligence  of  the  rising  generation  to  vote 
against  all  Roman  Catholic  candidates  for  school  directors. 


Mrs.  Kendal  was  interviewed  in  New  York  about  the  re- 
ception of  "  The  Second  Mrs.  Tanqueray,"  and  remarked  : 
"  The  conditions  of  society  here  in  New  York  are  not  ripe 
for  such  a  play.  I  give  them  two  years  to  understand  it." 
Mrs.  Kendal  was  interviewed  in  San  Francisco  on  the  same 
subject,  and  said  :  "  In  San  Francisco  they  refuse  to  accept 
'  The  Second  Mrs.  Tanqueray '  because  they  do  not  under- 
stand English.  Let  them  live  up  to  the  play,  and  then  they 
will  understand  it.    Nothing  good  will  come  here  any  more." 

This,  of  course,  is  much  to  be  deplored.  But  waiving 
that  point,  let  us  see  how  best  we  may  live  up  to  "  The 
Second  Mrs.  Tanqueray." 

The  remark  about  San  Franciscans  "  not  understanding 
English"  is  probably  not  intended  to  be  taken  literally. 
The  English  language  may  be  spoken  here  with  an  "  Ameri- 
can accent,"  but  it  is  understood  fairly  well.  Mrs.  Kendal 
probably  means  that  San  Franciscans  do  not  understand 
English  manners,  customs,  and  morals. 

Well,  perhaps  they  do  not.  According  to  this  play,  an 
English  gentleman,  who  is  a  widower  and  the  father  of  a 
young  daughter,  falls  in  love  with  one  Paula,  a  loose  woman, 
who  has  apparently  been  the  mistress  of  several  of  his 
friends.  He  determines  to  marry  her — against  the  advice  of 
his  friends.  He  does  so.  He  takes  her  to  his  country  place, 
where  the  newly  wedded  couple  and  the  daughter  live  to- 
gether. Finally,  the  daughter's  hand  is  sought  in  marriage 
by  a  young  man  who  turns  out  to  be  one  of  the  numerous 
men  with  whom  her  step-mother  has  "  kept  house,"  to  use 
that  lady's  own  phrase.  Paula  winds  the  thing  up  by  com- 
mitting suicide,  and  the  curtain  falls. 

This  is  not  a  pleasant  story,  from  any  point  of  view.  And 
the  final  complexity  of  relations  is  neither  dramatic  nor  ro- 
mantic ;  it  is  nauseating.  We  differ  with  Mrs.  Kendal  when 
she  says  that  "  young  girls  in  England  attend  performances 
of  '  The  Second  Mrs.  Tanqueray,'  and  are  all  the  better  and 
nobler  for  it."  We  do  not  see  how  any  one,  man  or  woman, 
can  be  the  better  or  the  nobler  for  witnessing  such  a  play. 

There  seems  of  late  years  to  be  an  unhealthy  tendency  on 
the  part  of  English  writers  for  the  stage.  They  are  follow- 
ing in  the  footsteps  of  the  French.  For  the  last  twenty 
years  or  more,  a  number  of  the  leading  French  playwrights 
have  devoted  themselves  to  the  analysis  of  sexual  and  social 
problems  in  their  plays.  One  of  the  first  of  these  was  "  La 
Femme  de  Claude,"  by  Dumas  Jih,  in  which  the  husband, 
Claude,  although  he  loved  another  woman,  was  faithful  to 
the  marriage-tie,  while  the  wife,  Cesarine,  was  faithless  ;  this 
is  the  play  apropos  of  which  Dumas  elucidated  in  the 
pamphlet  "  Tue-la "  his  famous  theory  that  a  false  wife 
should  be  killed.  Another  of  the  plays  of  Dumas  is 
"  Francillon,"  where  a  husband  is  false,  and  the  .wife  deter- 
mines to  revenge  herself  upon  him  by  a  vulgar  intrigue  with  a 
man  she  does  not  know.  In  "  Denise,"  Dumas  took  up  the 
question  whether  a  girl  who  had  been  unchaste  did  not  have 
the  same  right  to  marry  a  partner  ignorant  of  her  life  as  a 
man  who  had  been  unchaste.  Emile  Augie^s  play,  "  Le 
Mariage  d'Olympe,"  is  not  dissimilar  to  "  The  Second  Mrs. 
Tanqueray."  These  and  other  playwrights  seem  to  have  set 
the  tone  for  English  novelists  and  playwrights  of  late  years, 
and  the  result  has  been  a  flood  of  morbid  novels,  morbid 
sketches,  and  morbid  plays. 

What  is  the  reason  of  all  this  ?  Is  there  not  enough 
scope  for  the  playwright's  pen  in  cleaner  themes  than  these  ? 
As  an  English  girl  plaintively  remarked  the  other  day, 
apropos  of  this  fever  for  fallen  women,  "  Are  not  unfallen 
women  interesting  ? "  It  would  seem  to  us  that  the  stage 
had  better  leave  alone  the  study  of  loose  women,  whether 
:bey  be  creatures  of  common  clay,  like  the  unfortunate  out- 
Bsts  of  Whitechapel,  or  the  silk  and  satin-clad  Anonymas 
who  lounge  in  luxurious  boudoirs  in  the  West  End  of  Lorn 
ion.  What  good  can  come  of  studying  them  ?  And  if  they 
Snist  be  studied,  why  by  young  girls,  as  Mrs.  Kendal  ad- 
'ises  ?  That  lady  lends  to  the  personality  of  Paula  a 
marseness  which  makes  the  character  repugnant  even  to  a 
nan  who  has  much  knowledge  of  the  world.  How  much 
he  more,  tnen,  to  a  woman,  to  a  young  woman,  and  to  a 
■oung  woman  who  has  little  knowledge  of  the  world. 
1  j  No,  Mrs.  KendaL  The  study  of  diseased  conditions  of  the 
I  nind,  sexual  or  otherwise,  should  be  confined  to  the  special- 
|  it.  It  is  not  suited  to  the  layman.  Even  alienists,  whose 
I  pecialty  is   insanity,  frequently  become  insane  themselves. 


A  famous  physician,  who  had  for  many  years  presided  over 
a  mad-house  in  California,  himself  at  last  went  mad. 
Physicians  know  the  danger  of  studying  abnormal  condi- 
tions of  the  brain  or  the  body  better  than — well,  let  us  say 
better  than  actresses.  An  eminent  Austrian  specialist,  Dr. 
R.  von  Krafft-Ebing,  who  is  professor  of  Psychiatry  and 
Neurology  in  the  University  of  Vienna,  wrote  not  long  ago  a 
work  entitled  "  Psychopathia  Sexualis,"  which  is  devoted  to 
the  study  of  abnormal  sexual  perverts — such  as  Paula  was. 
He  at  first  wrote  the  book  in  Latin,  that  it  might  not  be 
read  by  the  unlearned.  When  he  was  finally  persuaded 
to  permit  a  translation  in  the  vernacular,  he  did  so 
with  the  proviso  that  the  book  should  be  sold  only  to 
physicians,  and  in  his  preface  he  warns  physicians  not 
to  read  the  book  unless  their  practice  runs  in  the  direction  of 
its  subject — "as  it  may  do  them  no  good  and  might  do  them 
much  harm."  This  is  the  opinion  of  a  profound  medical 
student  on  the  investigation  of  neurotic  sexual  questions 
by  his  fellow  physicians.  Yet  Mrs.  Kendal  thinks  that  such 
questions  "  should  be  studied  by  young  girls,  and  that  they 
are  all  the  better  and  nobler  for  it." 

We  do  not  think  they  are.  We  do  not  believe  that  any 
man  of  experience  thinks  they  are.  And  although  Mrs. 
Kendal  thinks  so,  we  do  not  believe  that  this  Austrian  sexual 
specialist  thinks  they  are. 

President  Cleveland  issued  on  the  thirty-first  of  October 
a  proclamation  calling  on  the  people  of  the  United  States  to 
give  thanks  for  things.  He  issued  it  rather  in  advance  of 
the  usual  date  for  a  Thanksgiving  proclamation — probably 
in  order  to  give  the  people  time  to  think  what  things  they 
shall  give  thanks  for. 

The  proclamation  is  very  short — necessarily  so.  It  does 
not  take  much  of  even  Mr.  Cleveland's  involved  rhetoric  to 
recount  the  blessings  of  the  year  last  past.  In  fact,  a  great 
many  of  us  are  rather  in  doubt  as  to  whether  we  have  had 
any  blessings.  About  the  only  text  which  seems  to  work  in 
fitly  this  Thanksgiving  is  the  one  used  so  much  at  funerals 
— "  Whom  the  Lord  loveth,  He  chasteneth." 

Mr.   Cleveland  suggests  that  we  should  "supplicate  for 

I  continued  blessings."     If  he  means  the  kind  his  government 

'  has  been  giving  us  for  the  last  year  and  a  half,  we  doubt  the 

expediency  of  such  supplication.     A  wise  man  would  remain 

silent,  and  let  it  go  at  that. 

Mr.  Cleveland  further  remarks  tHat  "  The  American 
people  should  gratefully  render  thanksgiving  and  praise." 
Well,  they  will.  Fortunately,  Thanksgiving  comes  after 
election-day.  If  the  election  goes  as  we  hope  it  will,  there 
will  be  cause  for  thanksgiving.  God  has  been  more  gen- 
erous to  this  country  than  to  many  others,  but  giving  away 
His  gifts  to  other  countries  seems  to  us  to  be  usurping  the 
divine  prerogative.  If  the  politicians  who  want  to  thwart 
his  generosity  are  set  aside  by  the  people  on  the  sixth  of 
November,  there  will  indeed  be  Thanksgiving  on  the 
twenty-ninth. 

Elsewhere  in  this  issue,  under  the  heading  "  Editorial 
Notes,"  there  will  be  found  some  details  regarding  the  selec- 
tion of  the  "  Argonaut  Ticket,"  which  is  printed  on  this 
page.  The  Republican  State  ticket  is  printed  unchanged. 
The  Republican  congressional  ticket  is  printed  unchanged. 
The  Republican  legislative  ticket  is  printed  unchanged.  In 
making  up  the  municipal  ticket  we  have  substituted  other 
names  for  the  Republican  candidates  when  we  have  con- 
sidered them  better  men  or  better  fitted  for  the  place.  Thus 
among  the  leading  municipal  officials  we  have  taken  three 
from  the  Non-Partisan  ticket  and  four  from  the  Democratic 
ticket.  The  judicial  and  educational  tickets  are  selected  with 
much  care.  As  a  whole,  we  think  our  readers  will  find  the 
"  Argonaut  Ticket "  a  good  one  to  vote.  It  is  the  result  of 
much  more  time  and  labor  than  any  individual  voter  can 
give.     It  is  an  American  ticket,  and  an  honest  one. 

Under  our  present  Australian  ballot  system,  the  voter 
must  do  quick  work  with  his  ballot  at  this  election.  There 
are  over  four  hundred  candidates'  numbers  on  the  two 
tickets  to  be  voted  for — general  and  municipal.  Ten  min- 
utes is  the  time  allowed.  The  voter,  on  entering  the  election 
booth,  must  give  his  name,  address,  voting  number,  and 
assembly  district,  previously  obtained  from  the  map  outside. 
The  election  officers  will  then  give  him  his  ballots,  he  retires 
to  the  screened  compartments,  prepares  his  ballots,  and  de- 
posits them.  He  must  finish  his  ballots  within  the  al- 
lotted ten  minutes.  On  the  "Argonaut  Ticket,"  as  will 
be  seen,  there  are  numbers  to  the  left  of  the  column. 
These  are  the  numbers  of  the  candidates'  names  as  they  ap- 
pear on  the  official  ballots.  By  glancing  at  them,  the  names 
can  be  found  at  once.  We  advise  our  readers  to  cut  out 
the  "Argonaut  Ticket,"  take  it  into  the  booth  with  them, 
and  by  referring  to  the  figures  at  the  left  of  the  column 
they  can  at  once  find  the  candidates'  names  on  the  official 
ballot.  Then  stamp  a  cross  in  the  space  to  the  right  of  the 
candidate's  name.  Your  ballot  can  thus  be  completed  in' 
about  five  minutes. 


REPUBLICAN    TICKET. 


2— Governor MORRIS  M.  ESTEE,  of  Napa 

9—  Lieutenant-Governor S.  G.  MILLARD,  of  Los  Angeles 

11— Secretary  of  State L.  H.  BROWN',  of  Alameda 

17— Controller E.  P.  COLGAN,  of  Sonoma 

25— Treasurer LEVI  RACKLIFFE,  of  San  Luis  Obispo 

28— Attorney-General W.  F.  FITZGERALD,  of  San  Francisco 

42 — Superintendent  Public  Instruction. SAML.  BLACK,  of  Ventura 

35— Surveyor-General M.  J.  WRIGHT,  of  Tulare 

40— Clerk  Supreme  Court T.  H.  WARD,  of  Los  Angeles 

49— State  Printer A.  J.  JOHNSTON,  of  Sacramento 

...—Railroad  Comm'r.  ist  Dist..WM.  BECKMAN,  of  Sacramento 
77— Railroad  Commissioner,  2d  District.  .J.  O.  EARL,  of  Alameda 
. . . — Railroad  Comm'r.  3d  District. .  W.  R.  CLARK,  of  San  Joaquin 
55— Justice  Sup.  Ct.  (long  term). . .  F.  W.  HENSH  AW,  of  Alameda 
59— Justice  Sup.  Ct.  (long  term). .  E.  S.  TORRANCE,  of  San  Diego 

65— Justice  Sup.  Ct.  (short  term) W.  C.  VAN  FLEET,  of  S.  F. 

73— Board  of  Equalization,  ist  Dist.  .A.  CHESEBROUGH,  of  S.  F. 
. .  —Board  of  Equalization,  2d  Dist.L.  C.  MOREHOUSE.of  Alameda 
. .  —Board  of  Equalization,  3d  Dist. .  JACKSON  EBY,  of  Red  Bluff 
. .  —Board  of  Equalization,  4th  Dist.GEO.  L.  ARNOLD,  of  Los  Ang 


For  Congress  : 

. .  .—First  District JOHN  A.  BARNHAM,  of  Sonoma 

. .  .—Second  District GROVE  L.  JOHNSON,  of  Sacramento 

...—Third  District S.  G.  HILBORN,  of  Alameda 

70— Fourth  District T.  B.  SHANNON,  of  San  Francisco 

. .  .—Fifth  District E.  F.  LOUD,  of  San  Francisco 

. .  .—Sixth  District JAMES  McLACHLAN,  of  Los  Angeles 

. .  .—Seventh  District W.  W.  BOWERS,  of  San  Diego 


"ARGONAUT"    MUNICIPAL    TICKET. 

1— Mayor L.  R.  ELLERT 

19— Assessor JOHN  D.  SIEBE 

31— Tax  Collector J.J.  MORAN 

23— Sheriff. J  AMES  McN  A  B 

46— County  Clerk M.  C.  HALEY 

82 — Superintendent  of  Streets E.  G.  PIERCE 

12— Auditor FRANK  D.  WORTH 

43— Recorder ANTON  ROMAN 

37— Treasurer J.  H.  WIDBER 

70 — Public  Administrator A.  C.  FREESE 

88 — Superintendent  of  Public  Instruction A.  J.  MOULDER 

51— District  Attorney W.  S.  BARNES 

58— Attorney  and  Counsellor H.  T.  CRESWELL 

76— City  and  County  Surveyor CHARLES  S.  TILTON 

66— Coroner R.  L.  RIGDON 

93— Superior  Judge E.  A.  BELCHER 

101— Superior  Judge DAVIS  LOUDERBACK 

95— Superior  Judge JAMES  V.  COFFEY 

95— Superior  Judge W.  R.  DAINGERFIELD 

359 — Superior  Judge  (unexpired  term) W.  G.  BR1TTAN 

119— Police  Judge JOHN  H.  ROBERTS 

116— Police  Judge CHARLES  A.  LOW 

114— Police  Judge H.  L.  JOACHIMSEN 

no— Police  Judge C.  T.  CONLAN 

131— Justice  of  the  Peace G.  C.  GROEZINGER 

139— Justice  of  the  Peace    C.  W.  REED 

135— Justice  of  the  Peace W.  M.  MADDEN 

144— Justice  of  the  Peace KENNETH  WILLIAMS 

128— Justice  of  the  Peace G.  W.  F.  COOKE 

150 — Supervisor  First  Ward JOSEPH  KING 

156 — Supervisor  Second  Ward F.   L.  JONES 

161— Supervisor  Third  Ward C.  E.   BENJAMIN 

168— Supervisor  Fourth  Ward A.    M.  EBBETS 

178— Supervisor  Fifth  Ward H.  B.  SOULE 

181— Supervisor  Sixth  Ward E.  C.  HUGHES 

187— Supervisor  Seventh  Ward C.  DUNKER 

199 — Supervisor  Eighth  Ward C.  L.  TAY  LOR 

205— Supervisor  Ninth  Ward A.  W.  MORGENSTERN 

212 — Supervisor  Tenth  Ward A.  B.  SPRECKELS 

216 — Supervisor  Eleventh  Ward J.  C.  K.  HOBBS 

221 — Supervisor  Twelfth  Ward G.  P.  AYERS 

For  School  Directors  : 
244— H.  L.  DODGE  282— CHARLES  B.  STONE 

283— F.  J.  SYMMES  273— C.  A.  MURDOCK 

267— Andrew  Mcelroy       239— c.  a.  clinton 


257— C  H.  HAWLEY 
277— HENRY  T.  SCOTT 
246— G.  E.  DOW 


284— HUGH  TEVIS 
275— J.  H.  ROSEWALD 
228— PELHAM  W.  AMES 


For  Freeholders : 


303— W.  B.  BOURN 
304— ALFRED  BOUVIER 
305— COLIN  M.  BOYD 
3o5— JOSEPH  BRITTON 
307— HENRY  N.  CLEMENT 
310— C.  P.  EELLS 
312— P.  G.  GALPIN 
327— STEWART  MENZIES 


324— GEO.  T.  MARYE,  Jr. 
325— E.  W.  McKINSTRY 
331— WM.  M.  PIERSON 
334— IRVING  M.  SCOTT 
336— LOUIS  SLOSS.  JR. 
338— FRANK.  J.  SULLIVAN 
341— G.  H.  UMBSEN 


LEGISLATIVE    TICKET. 

84— For  State  Senator,  18th  District MICHAEL  W.  COFFEY 

85— For  State  Senator,  20th  District. EUGENE  F.  BERT 

87— For  State  Senator,  22d  District WILLIAM  S.  WOOD 

85— For  State  Senator,  24th  District J.  H.  MAHONEY 

87— For  Assemblyman,  28th  District PHILIP  E.  KILEY 

85— For  Assemblyman,  29th  District JOHN  DAUGHNliY 

89— For  Assemblyman,  30th  District  ..CHARLES  F.  O'CONNOR 

86— For  Assemblyman.  31st  District J.  J.  WILKINSON 

89— For  Assemblyman,  32d  District HENRY  LUKE 

87— For  Assemblyman,  33d  District JEREMIAH  E.  ROACH 

91 — For  Assemblyman,  34th  District. D.  C.  SMITH 

87— For  Assemblyman.  351I1  District JOHN    M.  HIGGINS 

91— For  Assemblyman.  36th  District JOSEPH  SCHEERER 

87— For  Assemblyman,  37th  District. GEORGE  W.  DIXON 

88— For  Assemblyman.  38th  District MARCUS  LEWIS 

84— For  Assemblyman.  39th  District.     H.  G.  W.  D1NKELSP1EL 
90—  For  Assemblvrnan,  40th  District    S1GMUND  M.   BETTMAN 

91— For  Assemblyman,  41st  District FRANK  H.  POWERS 

90— For  Assemblyman.  42d  District ISAAC  M.  MERRILL 

89— For  Assemblyman,  43d  District   .     WILLIAM  F.   BOOTHBY 

85— For  Assemblyman,  44th  District LOUIS  P.  ZOCCHI 

85— For  Assemblyman,  45th  District JAMES  DEVITT 

8c; — Amendment  No.  1 — Yes  94 — Amendment  No.  6 — Yes 

90 —  "  No.  2 — Yes  95 —  "  No.  7 — Y< 

91—  "  No.  3— Yes  96—  "  No.  8— Y 

92 —  "  No.  4 — No  97 —         "  No.  9 — N 

93—  "  N'°-  5— Yes 


A    FALSE    MASCOT. 


How  It  Betrayed  a  Man's  Trust  and  a  Woman's  Fears. 


King  was  giving  a  dinner  in  honor  of  his  promotion.  He 
was  a  first  lieutenant  now,  and  had  a  fair  chance  of  paying 
off  some  of  his  debts.  Not  that  he  was  a  young  man  of 
particularly  extravagant  habits  ;  but  a  second  lieutenant,  be 
he  married  or  single,  is  always  more  or  less  in  debt.  He  is 
expected  and  forced  by  an  unwritten  law  to  make  quite  as 
good  a  showing  as  his  colonel  and  to  keep  up  quite  as  much 
of  an  appearance. 

The  dinner  was  a  little  unique.  All  the  officers  were  to 
leave  at  one  o'clock  that  morning  on  a  scout.  They  were  in 
their  field  clothes,  at  King's  request,  and  had  already  the 
rough,  unshaven  look  of  men  able  and  willing  to  do  or  dare 
anvthing.  In  the  hall  of  King's  bachelor  quarters  their  felt 
scouting  hats  hung  on  the  rack  ;  on  the  porches  of  their  own 
houses,  their  mess-kits,  ready  packed,  stood  waiting  to  be 
strapped  upon  the  mules  ;  their  clothing  and  bedding,  wrapped 
in  shelter-tents  and  ponchos,  were  beside  the  chests. 

Here  in  the  dining-room — lighted  by  a  lamp  which  King 
had  admired  while  on  leave,  and  had  gone  a  month  into 
debt  to  buy,  and  another  which,  in  a  fit  of  economy,  he  had 
obtained  from  the  quartermaster,  and  which  hung  in  uncom- 
promising ugliness  over  the  table — sat  a  company  of  twelve. 
Women  in  evening-gowns,  strangely  beautiful  and  modish  in 
contrast  to  their  surroundings,  and  men  in  uniforms  very 
shiny  at  the  seams,  blue-flannel  shirts,  and  top  boots  ;  they 
were  cavalrymen,  and  belonged  to  King's  regiment.  Their 
gayety  was  not  that  of  prisoners  just  before  execution,  al- 
though there  was  the  chance  that  any  one,  or  possibly  all  of 
them,  might  never  come  back  alive  ;  but  when  one  has  be- 
come used  to  going  off"  every  spring,  and  sometimes  every 
autumn,  to  chase — how  often  in  vain  ! — the  wily  red  man, 
one  ceases  to  consider  the  possibilities  of  the  outcome,  and 
besides  it  is  not  often  that  officers  are  killed  in  Indian 
fights  :  there  is  frequently  a  pretty  animated  exchange  of 
bullets,  but  the  death  list  is  not  heavy. 

Howbeit,  there  are  exceptions  to  the  rule.  So  these  men, 
each  one  under  a  possible  sentence  of  death,  and  these 
women,  each  one,  perchance,  to  say  good-bye  forever  to  the 
man  at  her  side,  talked  and  laughed  in  utter  carelessness, 
finding  only  an  added  zest  in  the  rough  clothing  of  the  men, 
and  a  little  deeper  interest  in  the  plans  they  were  laying  for 
their  camps  and  their  discussions  of  the  contents  of  the 
mess-chests. 

The  dinner  did  not  go  off  without  a  hitch  ;  that  was 
hardly  to  be  expected  in  this  far-off  part  of  the  world,  a 
hundred  or  more  miles  from  the  nearest  railroad,  dependent 
on  a  commissary  department  and  a  sutler's  for  its  supplies  ; 
but  nothing  mattered  and  nothing  was  noticed. 

After  a  time  they  all  rose  and  went  out  on  the  porch, 
where  the  men  smoked  their  cigars.  •  They  had  not  stayed 
at  the  table  and  sent  the  women  into  the  parlor  this  time. 
They  were  army  officers  and  preferred  their  feminine  friends 
to  their  tobacco,  and  each .  one  was  glad  to  ignore  a  custom 
which  made  it  the  proper  thing  to  deprive  himself  of  the 
women  for  even  so  short  a  time  ;  they  were  glad  of  the  ex- 
cuse which  the  coming  parting  gave  them  of  making  the 
most  of  the  few  remaining  hours. 

The  night  was  dully  dark,  the  outlines  of  the  foothills  and 
the  mountains  beyond  them  could  not  be  seen,  but  a  flicker 
of  light  in  the  distance,  from  some  Indian  signal-fires,  told 
where  they  were.  Coyotes  were  howling  up  by  the  grave- 
yard, there  was  a  sound  of  preparation  in  the  barracks,  and 
occasionally  the  neigh  of  a  horse  at  the  stables. 

The  sergeant  of  the  guard  called  out  "ten  o'clock,"  and  the 
officers  made  a  movement  to  get  their  hats  ;  there  was  still 
much  to  be  done  before  the  night  march  commenced. 
King  sat  on  the  railing  of  the  porch,  talking  to  a  woman 
who  leaned  against  a  post.  He  could  not  see  her,  but 
knew  that  her  beautiful  face  was  there  close  to  his. 

That  was  enough.  He  was  asking  for  a  promise  before 
he  should  start  off  into  the  heavy  darkness  across  the  plains. 
But  the  woman  had  no  wish  to  promise  ;  she  enjoyed  King's 
uncertainty  far  too  much  ;  it  would  have  been  commonplace 
to  be  engaged — she  had  discovered  that  on  previous  occa- 
sions— but  to  have  him  for  a  suitor  would  not  be  so  bad  ; 
he  was  handsome,  manly,  brave,  and  her  abject  slave.  Be- 
sides, if  she  were  to  bind  herself,  she  felt  that  this  time, 
with  this  man,  she  would  have  to  keep  her  word. 

She  laughed  slowly  as  he  continued  to  beg  the  promise. 
"  I'll  tell  you  what  I'll  do  ;  I  will  give  you  the  next  best 
thing  to  me — a  picture  of  myself.  I  am  always  a  mascot ; 
my  picture  will  be  more  of  one.  I  will  give  it  to  you 
when  you  start  ;  of  course  we'll  all  be  there  to  see  you  off. 
Now,  remember,"  she  went  on,  waxing  eloquent  as  the 
charm  of  her  idea  grew  upon  her,  and  speaking  with  con- 
viction— "  remember  that  wherever  you  may  go,  in  whatever 
peril  you  may  be,  whoever  shall  threaten  or  warn  you,  you 
need  have  no  fear  ;  if  I  were  there  in  person,  I  would  be 
exempt  from  danger  ;  so  my  picture — my  other  me — will 
also  be,  and  if  it  is  with  you,  no  harm  can  come  near." 

And  King  had  to  be  content.  There  was  no  time  to  say 
more,  for  the  men  were  leaving  and  orderlies  passing  back- 
ward and  forward. 

Through  the  sightless  darkness,  King  walked  home  with 
the  girl,  and  caught  no  glimpse  of  the  face  he  kissed  so  ten- 
derly at  parting.  Out  of  the  blackness  a  hand  he  could  not 
see  rested  in  his  ;  up  from  the  gulf  of  the  night,  two  lips 
were  raised  to  his  ;  then  he  turned  and  walked  back  to  his 
quarters,  lit  a  cigar,  and  gave  his  striker  orders  concerning 
the  disposal  of  his  scouting  outfit. 

In  the  silence  of  midnight  the  troops  rode  away.  The 
tramp  of  their  horses,  the  muffled  clanking  of  their  accoutre- 
ments could  be  heard,  but  not  a  thing  seen  save  the  burning 
points  of  light  from  the  officers'  cigarettes.      The  signal  fires 

."   the   Indians   flashed   and    went   out   on  the  mountains. 
There  were  no  bugle  calls,   no   loud  orders  even,  for  the 
enemy  had  its  spies  lurking  behind  ever)'  mesquite-bush, 
ing  beside  every  trail. 


THE         ARGONAUT. 

In  front  of  the  commanding  officer's,  the  officers  halted 
before  they  started  off ;  the  women,  still  in  their  evening- 
gowns,  crowded  around  them  to  say  good-bye.  They  could 
recognize  faces  only  when  the  light  from  the  commandant's 
windows  fell  upon  them,  beyond  that  all  was  dark. 

King  waited  for  the  mascot  that  had  been  promised  him, 
and  was  despairing,  when  he  felt  something  hard  slipped 
between  his  fingers  and  heard  a  voice,  which  seemed  to 
come  out  of  the  inky  air,  murmur  :   "Adios." 

"Adios,"  he  answered,  and  followed  the  sound  of  the 
hoofs  of  his  captain's  horse. 

In  the  midst  of  the  chaparral,  trotting  slowly  along  with 
the  column,  he  struck  a  match  and  looked  at  the  bit  of 
pasteboard  in  his  hand.  The  light  was  uncertain,  but  he 
could  make  out  a  head  and  neck,  and  the  eyes  seemed  to 
glitter.  Then  a  gust  of  wind  blew  out  the  match,  and  a 
coyote  yelped  near  by. 

The  rations  were  almost  out,  and  orders  were  to  return  to 
the  post  for  fresh  supplies.  King  was  happy  at  the  pros- 
pect ;  naturally.  He  drew  out  his  mascot  from  time  to 
time  and  looked  at  the  beautiful  face  thereon,  the  lips  half 
parted,  the  eyes  glancing  from  under  heavy  lids  ;  it  was  only 
a  head,  with  masses  of  fluffy  hair  fading  into  the  shaded 
background,  but  it  was  beautiful,  perfect. 

The  twilight  came  on.  They  had  marched  all  the  after- 
noon ;  they  were  weary  of  chasing  phantoms,  of  following 
useless  trails.  They  passed  through  a  pine  forest  and  the 
darkness  deepened. 

A  creek  at  the  bottom  of  a  gully  flowed  along  in  the 
shadow  of  the  pines.  The  column  went  down  to  it,  listening 
to  the  sound  of  the  rippling  water.  All  else  was  quiet. 
Suddenly  no  one  spoke.  The  black  wings  of  the  pines,  like 
a  shadow  of  doom,  lay  over  the  troops. 

A  crack,  a  hiss,  a  bullet  striking  through  flesh,  a  startled 
murmur,  orders  ringing  on  the  air  in  the  midst  of  the  shots, 
then  the  soldiers  returned  the  fire  of  their  unseen  foes.  On 
all  sides  they  were  surrounded,  but  the  gully  was  wide 
enough  for  a  little  manoeuvring ;  the  men  got  under  the 
shelter  of  an  abrupt  rising  of  the  bank,  and  had  only  to 
defend  themselves  from  three  sides. 

They  were  badly  frightened — not  as  cowards,  but  as  men 
who  are  fond  of  life  and  mean  to  sell  it  dearly.  It  was 
an  ugly  position,  and  not  a  few  fell  face  downward  in  the 
dancing  mountain  stream.  The  only  person  who  seemed 
completely  to  ignore  the  danger  was  King.  A  cigarette  be- 
tween his  teeth,  he  strolled,  with  apparently  utter  care- 
lessness, up  and  down  under  cover  of  the  bullets  of  his  men 
and  in  full  range  of  the  Indians  hidden  up  above  behind  the 
tree  trunks. 

Some  way  the  thought  of  the  mascot  under  his  coat  gave 
him  a  sense  of  security.  He  heard  again  the  sound  of  the 
voice  which  said  to  him  from  the  darkness  :  "If  my  picture 
is  with  you,  no  harm  can  come  near."  He  felt  again  the 
touch  of  the  phantom-like  hand,  the  warmth  of  the  lips  he 
could  not  see. 

There  was  a  sharp  pain  in  his  breast.  He  gave  a  little 
cry  and  fell,  his  fair  head  half  buried  in  the  pine-needles. 

The  girl,  when  she  heard  of  it  from  the  dust-stained 
courier,  grew  uneasy.  She  was  afraid  that  her  picture  might 
be  found  on  the  body,  and  that  the  man  she  had  promised 
to  marry — the  middle-aged  colonel,  who  had  great  ideas  of 
her  constancy — might  hear  of  it. 

But  he  did  not.  There  was  a  photograph  found  in  King's 
pocket,  but  the  bullet  had  plowed  right  through  the  face,  and 
it  was  so  smeared  with  blood  as  to  be  unrecognizable.  It 
was  sent  back  East  to  his  family. 

Gwendolen  Overton. 

San  Francisco,  October,  1894. 


November  5,  1894. 


The  movement  started  by  Yale  to  have  the  annual  Thanks- 
giving-Day foot-ball  game  played  outside  New  York  has 
aroused  strong  opposition  in  that  city.  The  Sun  says  : 
"  The  feeling  against  Yale  is  very  bitter  throughout  the 
whole  upper  section  of  New  York,  and  it  is  particularly 
sharp  in  the  ranks  of  the  men  who  have  for  so  many  years 
made  the  Thanksgiving-Day  foot-ball  game  a  feature  of  their 
yearly  fun.  Quarters  have  been  taken  at  various  hotels  by 
out-of-town  people,  drags  and  stages  have  been  engaged, 
parties  made  up,  and  the  usual  plans  laid  out  for  the  great 
holiday  game.  The  recent  assertion  that  one  reason  why 
Yale  was  determined  to  deprive  New  York  of  its  foot-ball 
game  this  year  was  because  the  faculty  of  the  college  consid- 
ered that  the  students  were  ( vulgarized '  by  contact  with 
'the  New  York  mob'  is  a  pleasant  and  graceful  one.  As 
all  the  world  knows,  the  most  fashionable  and  exclusive  body 
of  spectators  that  New  York  can  show  turns  out  for  the 
Thanksgiving-Day  game.  It  calls  out  more  private  coaches 
than  the  coaching  parade,  and  the  prettiest  and  the  most 
attractive  women  in  town  are  always  on  hand.  It  is  a 
'beauty-show,'  and  compares  favorably  with  the  Horse  Show, 
so  far  as  the  exclusiveness  and  elegance  of  the  visitors  are 
concerned.  The  theory  that  Captain  Hinkey,  for  instance, 
will  be  vulgarized  by  being  looked  at  by  a  New  York  crowd 
is  delightful.  Hinkey  is  a  tender,  shrinking  young  person- 
age, who  kicked  one  of  his  team  by  way  of  reproof  so 
violently  that  the  player  was  laid  up  and  may  be  lastingly 
maimed  as  a  result." 


AMUSEMENT    NOVELTIES. 


The  following  story  of  the  Duke  of  Wellington  is  told  in 
the  Christian  Commonwealth :  "  It  was  a  rule  of  his  grace's 
household  that  all  visitors  should  attend  worship  on  Sunday. 
One  excused  himself  on  the  ground  that  he  was  a  Roman 
Catholic,  and  there  was  no  chapel  near.  His  grace  caused 
inquiry  to  be  made,  found  there  was  one  thirty  miles  off,  and 
the  guest  was  informed.  A  carriage  and  four  were  in  wait- 
ing to  take  him  there.  As  a  matter  of  fact,  he  was  not  a 
Roman  Catholic,  but  simply  had  pleaded  that  as  an  excuse. 
However,  in  he  had  to  get,  nolens  7'o/ens,  and  arrived  back 
to  dinner  after  his  involuntary  drive  of  sixty  miles." 


The  "Picture  Play  "—A  Drama  told  in  Flashes— Two  Tank  Stars- 
Mermaid  and   Merman  —  Appearance    of  the   New 
English  Star,  Miss  Olga  Nethersole. 

Two  or  three  novelties  at  the  theatres  enable  society  to 
while  away  the  time  before  the  horse-show  opens.  One  of 
these  is  an  exaggerated  tank  scene  which  is  seen  at  Koster 
and  Bial's.  A  man  and  a  woman  perform  in  a  glass  tank 
nine  feet  long  and  four  feet  deep,  the  tank  being  so  close  to 
the  audience  that  everything  that  takes  place  within  it  is  dis- 
tinctly visible,  in  spite  of  the  yellowish  tint  of  the  water. 
They  have  not  room  to  swim,  but  they  play  tricks  and  smile 
— under  water,  of  course.  They  eat,  drink,  and  play  cards 
under  the  water,  and  toss  about  in  their  tights  as  if  they 
were  a  mermaid  and  a  merman.  The  woman  is  very  grace- 
ful ;  she  floats  and  swims  to  the  sound  of  waltz  music,  with 
her  long  hair  flowing  behind  her  like  sea-weed.  As  for  the 
man,  he  would  have  been  a  fit  companion  for  the  Lorelei,  so 
completely  at  home  does  he  seem  to  be  in  the  water.  With 
his  arms  tied  behind  him,  he  dives  to  the  bottom  and  picks 
up  with  his  lips  several  dozen  small  coins  which  he  had 
thrown  into  the  tank.  Then  he  goes  to  sleep  under  water, 
and  the  closest  observation  fails  to  detect  the  smallest  move- 
ment of  muscle  in  face  or  throat.  At  a  secret  signal  the 
woman  woke  him,  and  he  leisurely  imitated  a  recovery  of 
consciousness,  rubbed  his  eyes,  opened  his  mouth  wide  in  a 
yawn,  scratched  his  head,  and  came  to  the  surface  smiling. 
He  had  been  three  minutes  and  ten  seconds  under 
water. 

Mr.  James  Breeze  has  just  entertained  society  with  a 
novel  performance  which  he  called  "  Miss  Jerry,  a  Picture- 
Play."  It  was  given  in  his  studio,  which  was  darkened  for 
the  purpose,  while  at  one  end  stood  a  stage  with  a  magic- 
lantern  provided  with  an  array  of  slides.  When  the  guests 
were  all  seated,  a  gentleman  (Mr.  Black),  who  remained  un- 
seen, began  to  read  the  story  of  Miss  Jerry,  who  is  a  young 
lady  from  Colorado,  thrown  on  her  own  resources  by  the 
failure  of  her  father,  and  forced  to  try  to  earn  a  living  in 
New  York  as  reporter  on  a  daily  paper.  As  Mr.  Black 
read,  pictures  began  to  appear  on  the  screen,  thrown  by  the 
magic-lantern — being,  in  fact,  carbon  prints  of  photographs 
of  the  characters  in  the  story.  There  are  three  hundred  of 
them,  and  they  show  Miss  Jerry  in  the  various  situations 
which  she  passes  through,  as  well  as  the  people  she  meets. 
Twenty-five  ladies  and  gentlemen  sat  for  the  photographs, 
and  were  costumed  by  Mr.  Breeze  with  his  usual  taste. 
The  pictures  are  all  life-size,  and  they  remain  for  so  short  a 
time  on  the  screen  that  the  illusion  is  perfect,  and  the  spec- 
tator has  some  difficulty  in  realizing  that  they  are  not  real 
personages.  As  each  incident  is  read  from  the  book,  the 
characters  appear  on  the  screen  to  illustrate  it.  One  of  the 
scenes  described  tells  how  Miss  Jerry  had  just  sat  down  in 
a  snug  corner  to  talk  to  her  best  man,  when  an  obtrusive 
admirer,  to  whom  she  had  promised  a  waltz,  appears  and 
whisks  her  off.  The  audience  were  in  the  act  of  smiling  at 
the  reading,  when  there  on  the  screen  were  the  three  per- 
sonages, and  the  whisking  was  done  before  people's  faces. 
The  author  of  this  bright  novelty  is  Mr.  Alexander  Black. 

But  the  sensation  of  the  week  has  been  the  appearance  of 
the  new  English  actress,  Miss  Olga  Nethersole.  She  ap- 
peared at  Palmer's  Theatre,  in  the  part  of  Sylvia  Woodville, 
in  the  play  of  "The  Transgressors,"  which  was  chosen 
because  it  was  supposed  that  it  afforded  ample  scope  for  the 
display  of  her  ability  as  an  emotional  actress.  The  play 
turns  on  the  same  complication  as  "Jane  Eyre."  The  En- 
glish law  refuses  to  grant  a  divorce  to  a  man  whose  wife- 
goes  mad.  Therefore  when  Mr.  Langley,  who  is  in  the 
same  predicament  as  Rochester,  and  has  a  wife  in  a  lunatic 
asylum,  meets  his  fate  in  the  person  of  Sylvia  Woodville, 
he  conceals  the  facts  from  her,  and  she  marries  him,  believ- 
ing him  to  be  a  bachelor.  The  emotion  comes  in  when  she 
discovers  the  truth,  and  finds  that  she  is  not  Mrs.  Langley, 
but  only  Mr.  Langley's  mistress.  The  denouement  is,  of 
course,  reached  through  the  death  of  the  mad  wife.  There 
is  not  much  material  here  for  a  play  which  is  to  occupy  an 
evening,  but  there  are  necessarily  some  strong  scenes  when 
Sylvia  becomes  aware  of  her  condition  and  has  to  choose 
how  she  will  deal  with  it. 

Before  Miss  Nethersole  came,  she  was  said  to  be  a  repro- 
duction of  all  the  emotional  actresses  of  the  day — from 
Bernhardt  to  Clara  Morris.  She  was  compared  to  Eleonora 
Duse,  to  Madge  Kendal,  to  Jane  Hading,  to  Marie  Laurent, 
and  her  admirers  pronounced  her  the  superior  of  all. 
Now  that  she  has  played,  the  general  verdict  is  that  she  is 
grand — but  grand  by  the  force  of  study  and  the  extraordi- 
nary capacity  to  imitate  the  best  points  of  all  the  great 
actresses  of  the  day.  She  is  said  not  to  be  spontaneous,  but 
artificial,  though  the  art  is  as  effective  as  nature.  In  com- 
paring her  to  Clara  Morris,  she  seems  to  have  none  of  the 
glowing  fire  of  impetuous  emotion  which,  in  the  American 
actress,  draws  tears  from  the  dullest  spectator  ;  but  she  can 
counterfeit  a  frenzy  with  such  exquisite  mimicry  that  the 
effect  on  the  beholder  is  the  same.  She  reminds  people  of 
Mrs.  Kendal  in  her  speech,  and  of  Jane  Hading  in  her- 
forced  fury  and  her  fine  imitation  of  overwhelming  pas-- 
sion. 

But  even  the  critics  who  are  most  disposed  to  question) 
Miss  Nethersole's  spontaneity  admit  that  she  is  beautiful,, 
and  is  young,  and  is  able  and  willing,  not  only  to  learn  but: 
to  forget.  There  is  ample  room  on  the  Anglo- Am ericani 
stage  for  an  actress  who  shall  win  the  place  which  Bernhardt! 
must  soon  relinquish  ;  who  knows  but  it  may  be  this  gifted! 
young  lady?  FLANEUR.. 

New  York,  October  27,  1894. 


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The  question  of  whether  woman  shall  ride  a  bicycle  *>rr«C 
so  wholly  one  of  propriety  as  interviewers  would  make  us 
think,  but  in  most  cases  is  quickly  resolved  into  a  purely 
financial  interrogation. 


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: 


November  5,  1894. 


LONDON'S    MORAL    FIT. 


Our  Correspondent  writes  of  the  Onslaught  on  "Living  Pictures" 
and  the  Empire  "  Promenade  "  —  Sights   that  Im- 
pressed "Two  Shocked  Americans." 

The  women  have  been  making  it  lively  for  the  music- 
halls  and  variety  theatres  this  week.  This  is  the  time  of 
year  when  the  licenses  of  places  of  public  amusement  are 
granted  or  renewed  by  the  licensing  committee  of  the  Lon- 
don Counr\'  Council,  and  the  applications  for  renewal  are 
then  formally  made  before  the  committee,  who  sit  at  the 
Clerkenwell  Sessions  House.  This  week,  the  applications 
were  for  music,  dancing,  and  theatre  licenses  north  of  the 
Thames,  which  embraces  all  the  leading  theatres  and  music- 
halls  in  London. 

The  committee,  which  was  presided  over  by  Mr.  Roberts 
as  chairman,  was  composed  of  some  fifteen  members  of  the 
London  County  Council,  and  included  among  them  Sir  J. 
Hutton,  General  Downes,  and  Mr.  George  Russell,  M.  P. 
They  wield  tremendous  power  over  the  destinies  of  theatres 
and  music-halls,  do  these  men,  if  they  choose  to  exercise  it. 
All  unopposed  applications  are  granted,  and  thus  the  licenses 
of  the  Court  Theatre,  Criterion  Theatre,  Oxford  Music- 
Hail,  the  Pavilion,  Royal  Aquarium,  Alhambra  Palace,  and 
other  well-known  places  of  resort  got  their  licenses  without 
any  trouble.  It  was  not  all  plain  sailing,  however.  Out  of 
a  hundred  and  twenty-four  applications  for  renewal  three 
only  were  opposed.  A  small  percentage,  it  is  true  ;  but  the 
three  protests  were  enough  to  make  things  lively  and  inter- 
esting for  the  large  crowd  of  people  which  filled  the  court, 
and  had  evidently  been  attracted  by  an  inkling  of  the  rich 
and  racy  details. 

The  first  opposed  case  was  that  of  the  Palace  Theatre  of 
Varieties,  at  which  the  now  famous  "  living  pictures "  have 
for  some  time  been  exhibited.  Mr.  Coote  appeared  to  oppose 
the  renewal  of  a  license  on  behalf  of  the  National  Vigilance 
Association,  the  chief  witness  being  no  less  a  personage  than 
Lady  Henry  Somerset,  who  unfortunately  could  not  come 
forward  and  give  her  evidence,  as  she  had — so  Mr.  Coote 
stated — gone  to  America  on  important  business  ;  what  sort, 
he  did  not  say.  And  so  Mr.  Coote  made  a  lengthy  state- 
ment of  the  dreadful  things  to  be  seen  at  the  Palace  of 
Varieties,  in  the  shape  of  these  so-called  "  living  pictures." 

These  pictures  are  little  or  nothing  short  of  naked  (or  ap- 
parently naked)  women,  posed  to  represent  certain  well- 
known  paintings  by  eminent  artists,  in  which  the  main  fig- 
ure is  a  nude  female.  Among  the  pictures  which  Mr. 
Coote  particularly  complained  of  were  "  Ariadne,"  "  The 
Naiad,"  and  uThe  Polar  Star."  One  called  "The  Moorish 
Bath  "  had  been  withdrawn,  as  a  trifle  too  strong,  but  the 
others  still  went  on.  Mr.  Coote  said  that  Mr.  William 
Archer,  one  of  the  greatest  dramatic  critics  of  the  day  in 
London,  had  written  to  him  as  follows  : 

"  Ought  I  to  blush  for  my  ignorance  of  what  is  going  on  in  the 
world  ?  I  have  just  learned,  what  is  doubtless  an  old  story  to  many, 
that  it  is  now  possible  to  present  on  the  stage  .of  a  duly  licensed 
place  of  entertainment,  before  an  audience  of  both  sexes  and  all 
classes,  the  living  female  form  unobscured  by  a  single  stitch  of 
drapery.  Can  you  wonder  that  it  took  my  breath  away  to  stumble 
unawares  on  this  significant  sociological  fact  ?  Six  or  eight  of  the 
other  figures  were,  to  say  the  least,  semi-nudities,  and  by  semi- 
nudities  I  mean  women  somewhat  less  draped  than  the  Venus  of 
"      Milo." 

Mr.  Coote,  notwithstanding  this  great  authority  on  his 
i  side,  had  far  from  a  walkover,  and  must  have  wished  over 
I  and  over  again  that  Lady  Henry  Somerset  had  stood  to  her 
I  guns.  On  behalf  of  the  management  it  was  shown  that  the 
I  "  living  pictures  "  were  not  only  reproductions  of  paintings 
by  eminent  artists,  several  of  whom  were  Royal  Academi- 
cians, but  that  some  of  the  "living  pictures "  were  actually 
arranged  by  the  artists  themselves.  Mr.  Morton,  the 
manager  of  the  Palace,  further  stated  that  "  The  Polar 
Star  "  was  the  work  of  Falero,  the  eminent  French  artist, 
who  himself  assisted  in  the  arrangement  of  the  tableau. 

"Who  assisted  in  the  pose  of  Ariadne?"  asked  Mr. 
Coote. 

"The  artist,"  replied  Mr.  Morton. 

"  A  lady  or  a  gentleman?" 

"  A  gentleman." 

"  And  you  think  that  right  or  decent  ?  "  exclaimed  Coote, 
with  a  shocked  face. 

"  Certainly,"  answered  Morton,  with  an  unblushing  front. 

This  was  a  little  too  much  for  the  committee,  and  at  one 
time  it  looked  as  though  Mr.  Coote  had  gained  the  day. 
But  eventually  Mr.  Morton  got  his  renewal  on  undertaking 
to  exercise  greater  caution  in  the  production  of  his  "  living 
pictures."  Poor  Mr.  Coote.  All  his  opposition  did  was  to 
advertise  the  naked  women. 

Next  on  the  list  was  the  Empire  Theatre.  The  protest 
against  a  renewal  of  this  license  was  based  on  two  objec- 
tions— first,  that  the  "promenade"  was  the  resort  of  disso- 
lute women,  and  second,  that  the  premiere  danseuse  in  the 
ballet  wore  her  skirts  too  short.  The  principal  protestant 
was  an  enthusiastic  lady  named  Mrs.  Ormeston  Chant,  who, 
at  the  instigation  of  two  American  gentlemen  friends,  had 
herself  visited  the  Empire,  and  there  witnessed  the  "  goings 
on  "  which  had  shocked  the  Americans.  The  question  of 
the  datiseuse's  skirts  was  quickly  settled,  Mr.  Edwardes, 
the  manager,  assuring  the  committee  that  the  skirts  were  the 
regulation  ballet  length  all  over  Europe,  viz.  :  sixty-two 
inches.  This  seemed  to  satisfy  them,  although  it  might 
have  been  different  had  he  made  it  sixty-one,  or  even  sixty- 
one  and  a  half.  The  "promenade"  business  was  not  so 
easily  managed.  Mrs.  Chant  recited  her  experiences 
there.  The  result  was  that  the  renewal  of  license  was 
granted  only  on  condition  that  the  "  promenade  "  should  be 
abolished  and  seats  placed  there  instead.  As  this  would 
virtually  put  an  end  to  the  chief  attraction  of  the  Empire, 
Mr.  Edwardes  intimated  that  he  would  appeal,  and  eventu- 
ally close  his  theatre  should  the  appeal  be  refused.  This 
would  throw  some  hundreds  of  employees  out  of  work. 

I  need  not  say  that  Mrs.  Chant  has  come  in  for  her  full  ! 
share  of  abuse  in  the  papers.     It  was  an  unfortunate  break 


THE        ARC  ON  AUT. 

to  saddle  the  inception  of  her  investigations  on  the  shoulders 
of  two  "  shocked  American  gentlemen."  I  do  not  suppose 
there  are  any  men  in  the  world  less  likely  to  be  shocked  at 
such  things  than  Americans.  If  you  want  an  out-and-out 
prig  of  the  first  water,  you  will  find  him  in  an  Englishman. 
However,  these  two  mythical  American  gentlemen  who  were 
shocked  at  the  sight  of  a  nude  female  are  catching  it  hot  on 
all  sides  from  Englishmen. 

Altogether,  the  protesting  women  got  the  worst  of  it.  No 
doubt  there  is  much  to  be  said  in  favor  of  their  objects. 
Ever)'  one  must  admit  that  the  night  sights  of  London  are 
beyond  those  of  any  city  in  the  civilized  world  in  their  brazen 
immorality.  Englishmen  themselves,  in  their  priggish  way, 
turn  up  their  eyes  and  deplore  it,  and  say  :  "  My  dear  fel- 
low, it's  dreadful,  I  know  ;  but  how  to  stop  it  is  the  question." 
You  think  them  sincere  until  you  meet  them  shortly  after, 
glass  in  eye,  the  centre  of  a  hilarious  group  at  the  door  of 
the  Cri  or  in  front  of  the  Raleigh  Club  about  one  o'clock  in 
the  morning. 

In  my  opinion,  Englishmen  rather  like  the  London  streets 
at  night.  They  would  not  change  them  if  they  could.  Now 
and  then  some  bit  of  spasmodic  reform  gives  people  the 
idea  that  a  move  is  being  made,  as  when,  some  years  ago, 
the  famous  Argyle  Rooms  were  shut  up.  Now  we  have  this 
abolition  of  the  "  promenade "  at  the  Empire  threatened. 
We  will  see,  however,  if  the  county  council  does  not 
weaken  at  last.  Ten  to  one  if  the  "  promenade  "  will  not 
be  in  full  blast  for  many  years  to  come,  Mrs.  Chant  and  the 
two  "shocked  American  gentlemen"  to  the  contrary  not- 
withstanding. Cockaigne. 

London,  October  13,  1894. 


6 


OLD    FAVORITES. 


The  Ladies  of  St.  James's. 

A    PROPER   NEW    BALLAD   OF   THE   COUNTRY   AND   THE   TOWN. 

The  ladies  of  St,  James's 

Go  swinging  to  the  play  ; 
Their  footmen  run  before  them. 

With  a  "  Stand  by  !     Clear  the  way  !  " 
But  Phyllida,  my  Phyllida  ! 

She  takes  her  buckled  shoon, 
When  we  go  out  a-courting 

Beneath  the  harvest  moon. 

The  ladies  of  St.  James's 

Wear  satin  on  their  backs  ; 
They  sit  all  night  at  Ombre, 

With  candles  all  of  wax  : 
But  Phyllida,  my  Phyllida  ! 

She  dons  her  russet  gown 
And  runs  to  gather  May  dew 

Before  the  world  is  down. 

The  ladies  of  St.  James's 

They  are  so  fine  and  fair. 
You'd  think  a  box  of  essences 

Was  broken  in  the  air  : 
But  Phyllida,  my  Phyllida  1 

The  breath  of  heath  and  furze, 
When  breezes  blow  at  morning 

Is  scarce  so  fresh  as  hers. 

The  ladies  of  St.  James's 

They're  painted  to  the  eyes  ; 
Their  white  it  stays  forever, 

Their  red  it  never  dies  : 
But  Phyllida,  my  Phyllida  ! 

Her  color  comes  and  goes  ; 
It  trembles  to  a  lily, 

It  wavers  to  a  rose. 

The  ladies  of  St.  James's 

With  "  Mercy  !  "  and  with  "  Lud  !  " 
They  season  all  their  speeches 

(They  come  of  noble  blood) : 
But  Phyllida.  my  Phyllida  ! 

Her  shy  and  simple  words 
Are  sweet  as,  after  rain-drops, 

The  music  of  the  birds. 

The  ladies  of  St.  James's 

They  have  their  fits  and  freaks  ; 
They  smile  on  you — for  seconds, 

They  frown  on  you — for  weeks  : 
But  Phyllida,  my  Phyllida  ! 

Come  either  storm  or  shine. 
From  Shrove-tide  unto  Shrove-tide 

Is  always  true — and  mine. 

My  Phyllida  !  my  Phyllida  ! 

I  care  not  though  they  heap 
The  hearts  of  all  St.  James's, 

And  give  me  all  to  keep  ; 
I  care  not  whose  the  beauties 

Of  all  the  world  may  be. 
For  Phyllida— for  Phyllida 

Is  all  the  world  to  me  ! — Austin  Dobson. 


"  Stealing  a  type-writer,"  said  a  man  who  looks  after  the 
rental  department  of  a  large  Eastern  type-writer  house,  "  is 
grand  larceny  and  a  State-prison  offense  ;  yet  this  and  the 
further  fact  that  an  immense  number  of  these  culprits  have 
already  been  sent  to  penitentiaries  in  different  States  do 
not  deter  dozens  of  others  every  month  from  making  like 
thefts.  We  have  a  standing  list  of  from  one  to  two  hun- 
dred type-writers  that  have  been  stolen  from  our  branch 
offices  and  agents  in  various  sections  of  the  country.  Every 
type-writer  has  its  own  number,  which  can  not  be  effaced, 
and  whenever  we  hear  that  a  machine  is  missing  we  imme- 
diately communicate  its  number  to  our  representatives  in 
this  country  and  abroad,  with  instructions  to  seize  the 
machine  when  found  and  to  prosecute  the  person  holding  it. 
It  is  only  a  matter  of  time  when  any  type-writer  will  need 
adjusting  and  repairing  and  will  be  taken  to  a  repairer,  and 
then  the  thief  is  easily  apprehended.  Thus  we  actually 
lose  few  or  no  machines." 


From  Ruwenyori,  in  Central  Africa,  Mr.  Scott  Elliot,  who 
is  exploring  the  country,  reports  a  curious  fact  in  natural  his- 
tory. The  cattle  there  having  all  been  eaten  up,  lions  and 
leopards  have  taken  to  man-hunting,  and  have  changed  their 
habits  in  consequence.  Instead  of  roaring  on  the  trail,  as 
is  their  custom,  they  do  not  utter  a  sound.  Mr.  Scott  Elliot 
had  two  men  injured  and  another  carried  away,  within  a 
hundred  yards  of  him,  without  hearing  any  noise. 


INDIVIDUALITIES. 


Bismarck  has  fought  in  twenty  duels,  and  has  been 
wounded  once.  And  even  that  was  through  an  accident, 
his  adversary's  sword  flying  from  its  handle  and  cutting  his 
face. 

James  G.  Blaine,  son  of  the  late  Secretary  Blaine,  is 
studying  law  in  the  University  of  Virginia  at  Richmond. 
He  is  also  centre  rush  of  the  foot-ball  team,  and  a  popular 
man  in  the  university. 

Judge  Oliver  Wendell  Holmes,  of  Boston,  the  son  of  the 
poet,  was  a  lieutenant-colonel  in  the  Civil  War,  and  was 
wounded  at  Antietam  and  Fredericksburg.  After  the  war  he 
became  professor  in  the  Harvard  law  school. 

Zimmerman,  the  American  cyclist,  has  won  some  twenty- 
five  thousand  dollars  in  his  races  in  Europe  during  the  past 
season.  Wheeler  and  Banker,  two  other  cyclists  from  this 
side,  also  cleared  from  four  to  five  thousand  each. 

Sir  John  Astley,  who  has  just  died  in  London,  lent  the 
glamour  of  his  baronetcy  to  the  cause  of  professional  pedes- 
trianism  on  both  continents.  It  was  he  who  offered  the 
Astley  belt  for  competition,  and  it  was  open  to  all  the  world's 
fast  walkers. 

Notwithstanding  his  rough  and  unsociable  character — few 
persons  have  seen  him  smile,  much  less  laugh — Verdi,  the 
great  composer,  is  very  charitable.  Numerous  philanthrop- 
ical  works,  and  in  particular  the  hospital  at  Bussetto,  owe 
their  existence  to  him. 

John  Jacob  Astor  recently  purchased  two  pieces  of  prop- 
erty adjoining  his  home  in  New  York  for  one  hundred  and 
sixty  thousand  dollars.  The  houses  on  them,  said  to  be  very 
handsome  brown-stone  ones,  are  to  be  torn  down  to  make  a 
tennis-court  for  Mrs.  Astor. 

William  Barnes,  a  clerk  in  the  Treasurer's  office  at  Wash- 
ington for  thirty-five  years,  who  died  a  few  days  ago,  in  his 
life-time  probably  handled  more  money  than  any  other  man 
in  the  world.  The  greatest  amount  which  passed  through 
his  hands  in  one  day  was  sixty  millions  of  dollars. 

The  Rothschilds  smoke  the  most  costly  cigars  that  are 
made — the  "  Henry  Clay  Sobranos,"  which  cost  a  dollar  and 
a  quarter  apiece.  These  are  wrapped  in  gold-leaf  and 
packed  in  little  inlaid  cedar-wood  cabinets.  These  million- 
aire princes  buy  three  cabinets  at  a  time,  containing  forty- 
two  thousand  cigars. 

Mr.  Gladstone  can  now  be  classed  as  a  hotel-keeper. 
Last  month  he  opened  a  hotel  near  the  library  he  equipped 
with  twenty-five  thousand  volumes  at  Hawarden,  and  estab- 
lished a  rate  of  twenty-five  shillings  a  week  for  board  and 
lodging  and  the  use  of  the  library.  Readers  and  students 
have  made  it  a  success. 

Justice  J.  M.  Harlan,  who  is  "mentioned"  for  the  Re- 
publican Presidential  nomination  in  1S96,  is  a  physical 
giant,  being  the  largest  and,  next  to  Gray,  the  tallest  man  on 
the  Supreme  Bench.  He  is  sixty-one  years  old,  bald,  and 
in  fine  health.  He  is  bluff,  hearty,  very  popular,  and 
greatly  in  demand  at  dinner-parties. 

Geronimo,  the  ferocious  Apache  chief,  who  has  been  con- 
fined in  military  prisons  in  Florida  and  Alabama,  has  be- 
haved himself  so  well  during  his  captivity  of  eight  years 
that  the  War  Department  will  soon  issue  a  general  order 
stating  officially  that  it  will  be  safe  to  give  him  and  his  little 
band  "of  followers  lands  near  some  military  reservation,  and 


let  them  go  to  raising  crops. 

The  Duke  of  York  is  greatly  interested  in  philately,  and 
recendy  made  application  to  the  agents-general  for  speci- 
mens of  the  philatelic  issues  of  the  colonies  they  represent. 
Of  course,  all  the  governments  responded,  forwarding  the 
desired  sheets.  A  number  of  Tasmanian  reprints  were 
made  at  the  government's  expense,  and  a  particularly  rare 
assortment  of  New  Zealand  stamps  was  forwarded  to  his 
royal  highness. 

Since  M.  de  Lesseps  fell  in  disgrace,  the  dean  of  fine  old 
men  in  France  seems  to  be  Barthelemy  St.  Hilaire,  who  is 
well  on  in  the  first  quarter  of  his  ninetieth  year.  He  re- 
members everything  that  has  happened  in  France  since  he 
saw  the  allied  kings  enter  Paris  in  1S14.  He  was  Thiers's 
right  hand  in  settling  up  with  Bismarck  after  the  war  of 
1870.  After  Thiers's  death,  he  became  chief  secretary  of 
the  Suez  Canal  Company.  He  was  manager  in  Egypt  dur- 
ing the  construction  of  the  canal  whenever  De  Lesseps  was 
away.  Having  confidence  in  the  project,  he  put  all  his  sav- 
ings into  it,  and  made  his  fortune.  Early  in  life  he  under- 
took to  make  a  complete  translation  of  the  works  of 
Aristotle.  The  task  has  lasted  him  all  his  life,  and  has  only 
lately  been  finished.  For  forty  years  he  has  drunk  no  wine, 
and  it  has  been  his  habit  to  rise  at  four  in  the  morning. 

The  most  interesting  of  the  Spanish  pretenders  Is  not 
Don  Carlos,  but  a  man  whose  name  is  seldom  mentioned 
outside  the  Iberian  Peninsula.  He  is  the  Duke  of  Medina- 
Celi,  Chief  Defender  of  the  Faith,  fourteen-fold  grandee  of 
Spain,  first  of  all  Castilian  knights,  and  direct  descendant  of 
Ferdinand  and  Isabella.  For  him  and  his  family,  the  race 
of  Bourbon-Anjou,  who  now  rule  Spain,  are  nothing  more 
than  usurpers.  As  often  as  a  new  King  of  Spain  is  crowned, 
the  duke's  herald  appears  in  the  palace,  and,  in  the  presence 
of  all  the  grandees  of  Spain,  protests  in  the  name  of  his  lord 
against  this  usurpation,  sets  forth  the  claims  of  the  Medina- 
Celis  to  the  throne,  and  challenges  every  knight  who  may 
venture  to  dispute  the  legitimacy  of  the  duke's  rights  to  de- 
fend his  opinion  in  a  duel  to  the  death.  As  no  grandee  of 
Spain  has  ever  seen  fit  to  take  the  duke  and  his  herald  seri- 
ously, the  head  of  the  house  of  Medina-Celi  has  bee-  '  r' 
free  to  spend  the  income  from  his  enormous  for' 
beautiful  Spanish  girls  and  to  make  perennial  tou 
estates.  It  is  said  that  he  can  travel  from  one 
Spain  to  the  other  and  sleep  every  night  in  his  ov. . 


6 


THE         ARGONAUT. 


November  5,  1894. 


THE    CRUCIFIXION    OF    LA    SALLE. 


A  Studio  Story. 

The  model  stood  posed  in  the  Atelier  Quincunx.  It  was 
the  afternoon  of  a  spring  day  in  Paris,  and,  it  being  neces- 
sary to  keep  up  a  fire  for  the  nude  model,  the  students  per- 
spired over  their  work.  Most  of  the  gentlemen  had  doffed 
their  coats,  others  paid  court  to  the  season  in  ugly  alpacas. 

During  the  rests  the  doors  upon  the  roof-porch  were 
flung  open,  the  model  assuming  some  simple  portion  of  his 
wardrobe.  Sitting  by  the  stove,  unbelegged  of  drapery,  he 
rolled  a  cigarette  and  smoked  it. 

The  students  poured  upon  the  roof  overlooking  Paris. 
Far  below  ran  the  narrow  street  —  a  seller  of  anise-seed 
water  rang  his  bell  along  it. 

At  the  second  rest  a  stranger  came  into  the  atelier — a 
strong,  quiet-looking  man  from  Normandy.  He  had 
brought  his  paint-box,  and,  after  a  short  interview  with  the 
massier,  took  his  place,  at  the  resumption  of  the  pose,  upon 
the  outskirts  of  the  workers — where  he  could  find  it. 

There  were  glances  his  way,  and  the  Parisians  recog- 
nized a  nouveau  and  a  country-bred. 

It  was  enough.  The  third  hour  of  pose,  the  second  half 
of  a  warm  day,  assumed  monotony.  One  of  the  fellows 
whose  easel  faced  La  Salle  gaped  widely,  trying  to  look  him 
in  the  eye.  But  the  calm  and  solid  Norman  apparently 
saw  him  not.     La  Salle  worked  away,  absorbed. 

An  ugly-looking  man,  with  a  large  shock  of  hair  and 
thick  lips,  smacked  these  protuberances  in  a  tasty  way.  He 
said  aloud,  as  if  murmuring  :  I(  Dry  !  dry  !  Mon  Dieu,  I 
am  dry  !  "     And  the  whole  class  groaned  :  "  We  are  dry  ! " 

Still  Adrien  la  Salle  regarded  two  things — the  model  and 
his  canvas.  ^   . 

"  Click  !  clack  !  clock  ! "  inane  noises  imitating  dryness 
of  the  palette,  ran  from  one  to  the  other.  Suddenly  a 
little  hunchback,  viciously  faced,  seated  upon  a  low  stool  be- 
neath the  model,  hopped  upon  the  stand,  upsetting  his 
easel. 

"  Wait  !  wait  ! "  cried  some  one,  and  a  table  passed  over 
the  heads  of  all,  landing  upon  the  platform. 

The  model  descended  and  put  on  his  shirt. 

Gigi,  the  hunchback,  was  hoisted  to  the  table-top,  where 
he  struck  the  model's  attitude,  holding  the  fellow's  staff. 

A  shout  went  up  :  "  Bravo  !  mon  petit  mauvais  !  quelle 
belle  pose  !  belle  taille  !  " 

Gigi  took  his  natural  stand,  sounded  the  staff  for  silence, 
then  pointed  it  toward  the  peasant  La  Salle.  A  feather 
could  have  been  heard  fall  in  the  room. 

With  a  hideous  grin,  Gigi  says  :  "  Monsieur  from  the 
North,  in  Paris,  a  nouveau  treats — wine,  monsieur,  and  the 
little  gateaux.  The  day  is  warm — we'll  take  it  on  the  roof. 
To  the  courtesy  oi  your  fiorte-monnaie,  monsieur  !  "  And  he 
doubled  his  crooked  body  with  a  bow. 

La  Salle  stood  by  his  easel,  looking  straight  toward  the 
hunchback.  tThe  work  he  had  begun  was  strong  and  ex- 
ecuted with  a  fresh  eye.     He  was  but  just  from  the  sea. 

For  the  first  time  since  entering,  this  grave  peasant  spoke 
out :  "  I  have  not  money,"  he  said. 

"  Tiens  !v  cried  the  class,  finding  their  lungs  ;  "make  him 
treat  !     Sacre  bleu,  he  shall  treat  !  " 

Easels  are  upset,  stools  turned  over,  they, precipitate  them- 
selves, en  masse,  toward  the  platform,  where  Gigi  twirls  the 
staff  as  though  he  were  a  leader  directing  the  musical  stam- 
pede of  his  orchestra. 

La  Salle  is  left  isolated  at  his  easel.  They  seize  the 
hunchback — it  is  the  thick-lipped  Simon  who  gets  him — and 
carry  him,  shouldered,  to  the  very  face  of  La  Salle.  The 
surge  of  the  crowd  brings  them  almost  into  him,  but  the 
front  pushes  back  before  they  reach  his  palette. 

Gigi  leans  forward  :  "  L'argent,"  he  hisses  between  his 
teeth,  his  ugly  mouth  opening,  "vingt-cinq  francs  !  " 

Adrien  la  Salle  says  again  :  "  I  have  not  money." 

"  A  gentleman  treats  !  "  says  the  hunchback.  "  You  are 
not  a  gentleman,  you  are  canaille  !  " 

Schwist  !     The  peasant  had  struck  his  mouth. 

The  great  Simon  dropped  Gigi— they  all  caught  La  Salle. 
They  called  for  rope  and  bound  him  tight,  throwing  him 
upon  the  table.  The  model  began  to  put  on  his  trousers, 
and  presently  slunk  out,  his  eyes  a  little  bright. 

The  crowd  stood  off  and  eyed  their  victim  ;  they  were 
hilarious  and  excited. 

"  Ha  !  ha  !  voila .'     What  shall  be  done  to  him,  the  cur  !  " 

Up  pops  Gigi  from  the  floor.  "  Crucify  him,"  squeaks 
the  little  devil. 

"  Yes,  we'll  crucify  him  !  "  they  all  scream,  delirious  with 
excitement.  "The  Jew,  the  Judas;  he  has  betrayed  our 
thirsty  throats  !  " 

Then  Simon,  Gigi,  and  four  others  put  their  heads  to- 
gether in  a  corner,  and  Simon's  thick-lipped  utterance 
blurted  that  all  fellows  who  would  see  the  execution  be  on 
hand  at  eleven  that  night,  the  present  hour  being  five. 

And  then  all  left,  with  tossings  of  caps,  wild  yells,  and 
with  humorous  glances  and  sticking  out  of  tongues  at  the 
table,  where  the  great  bulk  of  Adrian  la  Salle  lay  bound — 
immovable. 

He  lay  for  six  hours,  alone.  The  light  gradually  faded 
from  the  deep  room.  All  that  he  could  see  was  one  beam 
of  the  rude  ceiling  and  a  vista  of  other  beams. 

They  had  tied  him  to  the  table  so  that  he  could  not  turn, 
neither  his  body  nor  his  head,  and,  therefore,  when  he 
opened  his  eyes,  it  was  but  to  look  at  the  beam. 

When  the  last  accent  of  light  left  this,  Adrian  la  Salle 
slept.  He  had  been  galled  by  cords  and  cramp,  but  these 
had  been  borne  as  the  inevitable,  and  this  sleep  was  the 
balm. 

It  grew  very  dark  and  perfectly  still — not  a  sure  sound 
*"om  the  city  was  heard  up  there.  But  some  mice  scam- 
pered among  the  stools  and  easels,  searching  the  dry  bread- 
crumbs dropped  from  the  charcoal  erasure  of  the  students. 

One  reached  the  table  of  La  Salle  and  ran  curiously  over 


him,  nosing.  It  touched  his  hand,  and  he  awakened — only 
to  hear  a  tiny  scuffling  among  waste  paper,  and,  except  that, 
stillness  and  darkness. 

He  did  not  sleep  again,  but  lay  there  waiting.  Presently 
some  church-tower  rang  the  hour.  It  sounded  eleven.  And 
then  came  a  rushing  up  the  stairs — the  swift  stealthiness  of 
a  pack  of  feet. 

They  crept  in,  one  by  one — Gigi,  Simon,  a  dozen  others 
— not  all  had  met  the  rendezvous.  Six  hours  had  swal- 
lowed its  savor.  But  these,  flushed  by  emprise,  opened 
their  dark  lantern  and  set  to  work. 

They  had  brought  a  long  and  heavy  board,  and  this  was 
nailed  to  one  of  the  ceiling's  cross-beams — the  one  La  Salle 
had  watched  the  light  leave.  So,  in  the  very  centre  of  the 
room,  a  great  cross  formed  itself. 

To  this  the  man  was  strapped,  ladders  and  shoulders  for 
the  process. 

He  let  himself  be  used  like  a  child.  No  fierce  fight  as 
when  they  bound  him  to  the  table.  Body  and  spirit  seemed 
to  have  ceased  circulating  under  the  long  stress  of  the 
ropes. 

High  up  in  the  air  there  the  figure  suspended  itself, 
stripped  to  the  nude.  Arms  extended,  supported  beneath 
the  arm-pits  by  strong  cords  wound  and  wound,  and  the  feet 
upon  a  sloping  block  of  wood — his  chin  dropped. 

The  folding-doors  which  led  upon  the  roof  faced  him, 
and  in  mercy — strange  suggestion — they  threw  these  open 
that  he  might  breathe  the  air.    And  then  they  tipped  away. 

As  the  night  waxed,  a  late  moon  looked  in  upon  Adrien 
la  Salle. 

They  tipped  away,  and  when  they  reached  the  street,  they 
punched  one  another  and  they  laughed,  and  Simon  raised 
Gigi  to  his  shoulder,  and  Gigi  threw  his  hat  in  the  air — and 
all  for  joy  !  La  Salle's  limpness  clung  to  them.  They 
turned  into  a  cabaret  to  enfever  themselves  with  wine. 
They  turned  into  another  to  give  themselves  more  joy. 
They  marched  the  streets,  singing — past  the  Odeon,  past 
the  Gardens  of  the  Luxembourg,  up  Mont  Parnasse,  to  the 
very  bright  lights  of  the  Bullier — and  there  they  danced  off 
their  great  gayety. 

As  morning  dawned,  Simon  turned  out  of  the  stone-walled 
dance-hall. 

He  went  quickly  across  the  Boulevard,  by  the  street  which 
crosses  the  Luxembourg  Gardens,  making  a  short  cut  for 
the  studio.     He  bounded  up  the  stairs  and  into  the  room. 

In  the  gray  light  La  Salle  hung,  livid  as  the  morning. 

There  was  not  a  sign  of  life.  Simon  looked  up  from 
under  him. 

"  Dieu  /  we  intended  to  leave  him  but  an  hour." 

He  had  him  down  in  a  trice,  he  had  liquor  at  his  lips,  he 
was  rubbing  him  like  mad. 

Presently  the  body  responded  with  a  glow,  and  La  Salle, 
heaving  a  great  sigh  of  life  regained,  opened  his  eyes,  and, 
with  his  former  dignified  simplicity,  said:  "I  have  not 
money." 

Gigi  is  no  more.  La  Salle  is  a  great  painter.  And  Simon, 
a  man  who  adores  him.  ■  Eleanor  B.  Caldwell. 

San  Francisco,  October,  1894. 


EDITORIAL    NOTES. 

Several  of  our  interior  contemporaries  have  remarked 
that  while  the  Argonaut  is  vigorously  opposing  the  Non- 
partisan ticket,  it  is  engaged  in  supporting  a  non-partisan 
ticket  of  its  own.  This  is  inexact.  The  Argonaut  is  not 
"vigorously  opposing  the  Non-Partisan  ticket  "  ;  if  it  is  do- 
ing anything,  it  is  vigorously  supporting  the  Republican 
ticket — with  some  exceptions.  We  have  substituted  candi- 
dates for  those  on  the  Republican  ticket  when  we  thought 
they  were  better  men.  That  is  not  only  a  right,  but  it  is  a 
duty.  Every  individual  should  exercise  it.  What  we  have 
said  is,  that  we  believe,  as  a  rule,  it  is  wiser  to  vote 
the  tickets  of  the  two  old  parties.  They  are  respon- 
sible— the  others  are  not.  The  Non  -  Partisan  organiza- 
tion is  partisan — it  claims  to  be  a  party.  It  claims  a  place 
upon  the  ticket  as  a  party.  When  it  comes  to  a  question  of 
parties,  our  allegiance  is  to  the  Republican  party,  first  of  all. 
We  believe  that  party,  with  all  its  faults,  to  be  better  than 
the  others.  We  believe  in  supporting  it — as  a  party.  Con- 
cerning individual  candidates,  however,  we  reserve  our  right 
of  individual  judgment.  When  new  parties  are  formed, 
with  party  machinery,  we  look  upon  them  with  doubt. 
When  they  seek  Republican  votes,  they  seem  to  us  to  be 
working  for  Democratic  success.  We  are  rather  tired  of 
voting  for  "  independent,"  "  Non- Partisan,"  and  "  People's  " 
tickets,  and  electing  Democratic  officials.  None  the  less, 
we  have  placed  some  Democrats  upon  our  ticket,  and  in 
every  case  we  have  done  so  because  we  thought  they  were 
better  or  more  available  men  than  the  Republican  candi- 
dates. The  Argonaut  ticket  will  be  largely  Republican. 
But  it  will  not  be  partisan  or  non-partisan.  It  will  be  an 
honest  ticket  and  an  American  one. 


On  our  municipal  ticket  will  be  found  the  name  of  Anton 
Roman  as  candidate  for  recorder.  We  urge  our  readers  to 
vote  for  him.  Mr.  Roman  has  done  much  for  the  material 
side  of  letters  on  this  coast.  He  it  was  who  founded  the 
Overland  Monthly  and  ran  it  during  its  palmy  days.  He 
conducted,  years  ago,  a  large  bookstore — too  large,  alas,  for 
San  Francisco — and  he  was  for  many  years  associated  with 
the  bookselling  and  publishing  business.  He  has  always  been 
a  business  man  of  the  strictest  integrity,  and  if  elected  to  public 
office,  he  will  conduct  it  with  the  same  high  standard  as  he 
did  his  private  business.     Do  not  fail  to  vote  for  Mr.  Roman. 


Young  sent  out  circular  letters  to  the  liquor-dealers  of  San 
Francisco,  asking  for  their  support.  He  apparently  appealed 
to  them  as  liquor-dealers,  for  he  gave  several  Virginia  City 
liquor-dealers  for  "  references  "  as  to  his  character.  If  Mr. 
Young  is  obliged  to  "refer"  to  liquor-dealers  as  to  his  char- 
acter, and  seeks  their  vote  as  liquor-dealers,  we  do  not  think 
we  can  conscientiously  recommend  him  as  a  candidate  for 
the  superintendency  of  our  public  schools.  We  have  there- 
fore decided  to  place  upon  our  ticket  the  name  of  Mr.  A.  J. 
Moulder.  This  gentleman  is  an  old  resident  of  San  Fran- 
cisco, and  has  once  before  been  superintendent  of  our 
schools.  He  made  a  good  official,  and  has  been  nominated 
now  by  the  Democratic  convention.  In  fact,  the  only  thing 
we  know  against  him  is  that  he  is  a  Democrat.  But  he  is  an 
honorable  man,  of  educational  instincts,  well  fitted  for  the 
position,  and  will  make  a  good  superintendent.  We  hope 
our  friends  will  vote  for  him. 


Although  he  is  the  Democratic  nominee,  Captain  A.  C. 
Freese  has  been  placed  upon  the  "Argonaut  Ticket"  for 
public  administrator.  We  supported  Captain  Freese  four 
years  ago,  again  two  years  ago,  and  now  we  feel  in  some 
sense  obliged  to  support  him  again.  There  is  every  reason, 
however,  why  we  should.  He  has  made  an  excellent  public 
administrator,  and  there  have  been  no  financial  scandals  con- 
nected with  his  incumbency.  This  has  not  always  been  the 
case  in  the  office  of  the  public  administrator.  Captain 
Freese's  election  may  be  considered  as  assured,  as  he  has  a 
large  personal  following  in  addition  to  the  nominations  of 
the  Democratic  and  Non-Partisan  Conventions. 


After  diligent  research  and  inquiry,  we  have  selected 
from  the  Republican,  Democratic,  and  Non-Partisan  tickets 
the  following  candidates  for  school  directors  :  H.  L,  Dodge, 
F.  J.  Symmes,  Andrew  McEIroy,  C.  H.  Hawley,  Henry  T. 
Scott,  G.  E.  Dow,  Charles  B.  Stone,  C.  A.  Murdock,  C.  A. 
Clinton,  Hugh  Tevis,  J.  H.  Rosewald,  and  Pelham  W.  Ames. 
This  ticket  is  a  good  one.  Most  of  the  men  on  it  are  Amer- 
icans, and  all  of  them,  we  believe,  are  non-Catholics  but  one, 
and  he  is  a  broad-gauge  Catholic.  While  this  journal  does 
not  proscribe  men  on  account  of  their  creeds,  it  believes  that 
our  American  non-sectarian  public  schools  should  be  directed 
by  their  friends  and  not  by  their  enemies.  Several  of  the 
gentlemen  named  above  are  members  of  the  present  board 
of  education,  and  have  made  good  records,  notably  Mr.  P. 
W.  Ames,  Mr.  J.  H.  Rosewald,  Mr.  C.  A.  Murdock,  and 
Dr.  C.  A.  Clinton.  The  others  are  not  so  familiar  with  the 
workings  of  the  schools,  but  they  are  all  practical  men,  and 
will  soon  become  so.  These  gentlemen  will  make  an  excel- 
lent board  of  education.  We  strongly  urge  our  readers  to 
vote  for  them. 

Judge  Joachimsen  is  one  of  the  candidates  for  police 
judge  whom  we  have  placed  upon  our  ticket.  Judge 
Joachimsen  has  filled  this  position  for  several  terms,  and  al- 
ways worthily.  It  is  a  difficult  and  thankless  position  at 
best,  and  at  times  grave  accusations  have  been  made  against 
some  of  the  incumbents.  But  no  slander  has  ever  attached  to 
Judge  Joachimsen.  We  think  he  has  made  a  good  and 
worthy  official,  and  ought  to  be  reelected. 


The  Examiner  has  succeeded  in  digging  up  some  ex- 
ceedingly interesting  correspondence  between  the  San  Fran- 
cisco agent  of  the  Standard  Oil  Company  and  its  New 
York  office.  From  this  it  appears  that  the  Southern  Pacific 
Company  and  the  Standard  Oil  Company  combined  to  pre- 
vent the  importation  of  foreign  coal-oils  into  Pacific  Coast 
ports.  This  was  done  by  "  influencing  "  senators  and  mem- 
bers of  Congress  to  increase  the  duty  of  ten  per  cent,  im- 
posed by  the  McKinley  tariff  to  forty  per  cent,  in  the  Wilson 
tariff.  This,  practically  prohibited  the  importation  of  petro- 
leum and  petroleum  products.  We  may  remark  that  those 
eminent  Democratic  free-traders,  Senator  White  and  Repre- 
sentatives Maguire,  Geary,  Caminetti,  and  English,  all 
voted  for  this  increase.  This  meant  higher-priced  petro- 
leum for  California  and  more  money  for  the  Standard  Oil. 
Can  these  earnest  free-traders  explain  ? 

John  D.  Siebe,  the  Non-Partisan  nominee  for  assessor,  | 
was  supported  by  this  journal  four  years  ago.  As  we  have  j 
several  times  remarked,  we  feel  it  our  duty,  under  such  cir- 
cumstances, to  advocate  the  reelection  of  any  official  who 
has  worthily  filled  his  office.  This  can  most  assuredly  be 
said  of  Mr.  Siebe.  The  interests  affected  by  the  assessor's 
office  are  numerous  and  vast,  but  not  a  word  has  ever  been  said 
against  Mr.  Siebe's  honesty.  His  office  has  been  conducted 
during  the  past  four  years  with  economy  and  ability.  We 
think  he  ought  to  be  reelected,  and  our  readers  may  vote  for 
him  with  confidence  that  he  will  worthily  fill  the  office  where 
he  has  made  such  an  admirable  record. 


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We  have  received  a  number  of  personal  requests  to  sup- 
port Mr.  C.  S.  Young,  the  Republican  nominee  for  superin- 
tendent of  schools  in  San  Francisco.  We  have,  however, 
been    most  unpleasantly    impressed    by    the    fact  that    Mr. 


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On  our  municipal  ticket  there  will  be  found  as  candidates 
for  superior  judges  the  names  of  E.  A.  Belcher,  Davis 
Louderback,  James  V.  Coffey,  and  W.  R.  Daingerfield.  .  .„ 
The  first  two  are  Republicans  r  the  second  two  are  Demo- 
crats ;  all  are  good  men.  Judge  Louderback  was  police 
judge  here  years  ago,  and  won  the  respect  of  all  decent  men 
and  the  terror  of  the  criminal  element  while  he  was  on  the 
bench — which  is  more  than  can  be  said  for  a  good  many  of  : ~,u>~ 
his  successors.  Judge  Belcher  is  a  young  man  who  has 
filled  a  position  on  the  superior  bench  for  some  time  now, 
and  has  filled  it  well  ;  he  ought  to  be  reelected.  Judge 
Coffey,  who  is  practically  the  "  probate  judge  "  under  our 
superior  court  system,  has  presided  over  many  will-'  - 
cases  where  millions  were  involved,  and  not  a  whis- 
per has  been  heard  against  his  integrity  ;  this,  when 
stealing  from  dead  men  is  openly  practiced  by  law- 
yers and  tacitly  permitted  by  judges,  is  worth  remem- 
bering— we  all  of  us  have  to  die,  and  some  of  us  may 
die  rich.     Judge  Daingerfield  we  do  not  personally  know, 


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but  he  is  highly  recommended  to  us  by  friends  who  have 
known  him  for  years,  and  in  whose  judgment  we  have  con- 
fidence. Altogether,  we  can  say  to  our  readers  that  this 
judicial  ticket  is  a  good  one,  and  they  can  vote  for  these  four 
gentlemen  with  even'  confidence  that  they  are  voting  for 
upright  judges  and  honest  men. 


A    BILIOUS    BRITON. 


His    Amusing    Libels    on    American     Institutions  —  He    Condemns 

EverytniQg    American,     from    our    Ice  -  Water 

to   our   'Women. 


Few  voters  have  read  the  constitutional  amendments  to 
be  submitted  at  this  election.  We  published  last  week  a 
long  article  giving  an  analysis  of  these  amendments  ;  those 
interested  may  find  it  in  our  last  number.  We  may  say 
briefly  here  that  we  think  all  of  the  amendments  should  be 
carried  except  two  ;  the  two  which  should  be  defeated  are 
Amendment  No.  12,  forbidding  aliens  to  own  California 
real  estate,  and  Amendment  No.  20,  increasing  the  pay  of 
members  of  the  legislature. 


It  has  been  the  desire  of  this  journal  to  place  Republicans  j 
upon  its  municipal  ticket,  other  things  being  equaL  We 
had  thought  well  of  Mr.  Charles  H.  Jackson,  the  Repub- 
lican nominee  for  city  and  county  attorney.  He  is  young,  i 
but  he  comes  of  good  stock,  and  is  well  spoken  of.  But 
Mr.  Jackson  made  a  speech  before  the  Republican  club 
of  the  29th  D  istrict  on  October  1  Sth  which  does  not 
speak  as  well  for  him  as  his  friends  do.  He  is  re- 
ported in  the  Chronicle  of  October  iSth  as  saying 
that  he  "  considers  the  highest  type  of  civilized  man  is  the 
Irishman  ;  next  to  him  the  Irish- American."  Mr.  Jackson 
does  not  say  where  he  places  the  American  ;  this  journal 
places  him  first.  We  are  sorry  that  Mr.  Jackson  has  so 
poor  an  opinion  of  his  own  countrymen  as  to  place  two 
other  types  ahead  of  them,  and  we  should  strongly  advise 
him  to  go  to  Ireland  and  run  for  office  there.  We  shall 
scratch  Mr.  Jackson's  name  from  the  Republican  ticket,  and 
place  in  its  stead  that  of  Mr.  H.  T.  CreswelL.  present  in- 
cumbent, the  Democratic  nominee.  This  journal  put  Mr. 
C  res  well's  name  upon  its  ticket  two  years  ago.  He  has 
made  an  excellent  official,  and  we  hope  he  will  be  reelected. 

On  the  "  Argonaut  Ticket,"  elsewhere  printed,  will  be  found 
selected  from  the  various  tickets  this  list  of  names  :  W.  B. 
Bourn,  Alfred  Bouvier,  Colin  M.  Boyd,  Joseph  Britton, 
Henry  N.  Clement,  C.  P.  Eells,  P.  G.  Galpin,  Stewart  Men- 
zies,  George  T.  Marye,  Jr.,  E.  W.  McKinstry,  William  M. 
*Pierson,  Irving  M.  Scott,  Louis  Sloss,  Jr.,  Frank  J.  Sullivan, 
End  G.  H.  Umbsen.  Those  familiar  with  San  Francisco  will 
be  at  once  struck  by  this  list,  for  they  are  not  only  well- 
known  men,  but  men  who  stand  unusually  high  in  the  com- 
munity. We  wish  we  could  say  that  it  was  the  supervisoral 
or  legislative  ticket  on  which  this  list  of  names  figures,  but  it 
is  not — it  is  the  list  of  freeholders  to  form  a  new  charter. 


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It  is  freely  announced  that  the  friends  of  Judge  W.  S. 
Levy-,  one  of  the  Democratic  candidates  for  the  superior 
bench,  have  determined  to  "plump"  their  votes  for  him,  or 
vote  "  cumulatively,"  as  it  is  sometimes  called.  By  this  it  is 
meant  to  vote  four  times  for  Levy,  as  there  are  four  vacancies 
upon  the  superior  bench.  The  fact  that  his  friends  will  re- 
sort to  such  measures  would  seem  to  show  that  Judge  Levy 
considers  himself  in  desperate  straits.  But  the  friends  of 
the  other  judicial  candidates  to  be  thus  slaughtered  may  use 
Hie  same  devise,  in  self-defense. 


Concerning  the  question  of  the  "  teachers'  pension  "  move- 
ment, we  have  received  the  following  communication  : 

Oleander.  Fresno  County.  Cal.,  October  31,  1894. 

Editors  Argonaut:  Under  "Editorial  Notes,"  in  your  issue  of 
the  twenty-ninth  instant,  you  say  that  the  teachers  of  the  State  are 
trying  to  secure  the  passage  of  a  teachers.'  pension  law.  Investiga- 
tion will  prove  that  this  wild  scramble  after  pension  pap  is  not  State- 
wide, but  is  local  in  character,  being  confined  almost  entirely  to  the 
teachers  of  San  Francisco  and  Oakland.  This  fight,  therefore,  is  be- 
ing made  by  the  teachers  who  have  had  life-long  leases  to  their  posi- 
tions, and  those  positions  the  best  in  the  State.  The  plain,  ordinary 
country  school-teachers,  who  plod  along  with  a  salary  of  from  five  to 
six  hundred  dollars  per  year,  and  whose  tenure  of  office  depends 
direct  I  v  upon  the  caprices  of  a  board  of  trustees  biased  by  neighbor- 
hood quarrels,  and  religious  and  political  prejudices,  are  not,  I  am 
happy  to  state,  identified  with  this  ill-advised,  undignified,  and  impu- 
dent raid  upon  the  public-school  funds. 

Respectfully  yours,  F.  K.  Barthel. 

We  are  very  glad  to  hear  that  the  school-teachers  of  the 
State  generally  are  not  engaged  in  this  movement.  It  is  not 
a  good  movement.  It  is  not  an  honest  movement.  Even 
if  such  a  law  should  be  passed,  it  would  infallibly  result  in 
scaling  down  the  teachers'  salaries.  We  advise  the  teachers 
of  San  Francisco  to  drop  this  matter.  They  now  receive 
the  highest  salaries  paid  in  the  United  States.  Let  well 
enough  alone. 


Camille  Flammarion  contributes  to  U Astronomic  an  in- 
teresting paper  upon  the  subject  of  the  sun  and  its  flames. 
These  spots  are  so  large  that  several  of  them  exceed  the 
diameter  of  the  earth  by  at  least  six  times.  The  luminous 
surface  of  the  sun  is  projecting  above  it  brilliant  eruptions 
and  fantastic  rose-colored  flames  that  are  from  300,000  to 
400,000  miles  in  height.  The  sun  is  94,000,000  miles  dis- 
tant from  the  earth  ;  an  express  train,  running  continuously 
at  the  rate  of  3,000  feet  a  minute,  would  take  283  years  to 
reach  the  sun  from  this  planet.  The  calorific  power  of  the 
sun  is  such  that  it  would  cause  to  boil  10,000,000,000,000 
cubic  miles  of  water  at  the  temperature  of  ice ;  if  brought 
as  near  to  us  as  our  moon  is,  our  globe  would  melt  like  a 
ball  of  wax.  The  solar  surface  (says  M.  Flammarion)  is 
mot  solid  nor  liquid,  nor  gaseous  ;  it  is,  upon  the  whole,  but 
a  stratum  of  luminous  dust  that  floats  upon  an  ocean  of  very 
dense  gas  having  nearly  the  density  of  water.  The  spots 
!  are  apertures  formed  in  this  solar  surface.  By  contrast  they 
seem  to  be  black,  but  in  reality  they  are  2,000  times  more 

J  luminous  than  our  full  moon.  Above  the  solar  surface  there 
extends  all  around  the  globe  a  stratum  of  burning  gas  of 
about  9,000  miles  in  thickness  ;  it  is  rose-colored  and  trans- 
f 


An  anonymous  Englishman  is  publishing  a  series  of 
atrabilarious  papers  on  America  in  the  Manchester  Courier. 
Although  anonymous,  he  is,  of  course,  known  to  the  editors, 
and  the  fact  that  the  papers  appear  in  the  Manchester 
Courier^  one  of  the  great  provincial  journals  of  England, 
lends  them  a  weight  which  they  otherwise  might  not  have. 
At  all  events,  some  extracts  from  them  will  prove  amusing 
reading. 

He  opens  up  with  a  few  remarks  on  American  restaurants  : 

The  student  of  psychology  will  notice  that  the  American  waiter  has 
an  unhappy  knack  of  interrupting  you  when  your  mouth  is  full,  to 
ask  you  some  idiotic  question — whether  you  want  more  of  the  infernal 
iced  water,  etc.  Grilled  tomatoes  are  unknown.  They  don't  even 
understand  what  '"grilled  tomatoes"  mean,  and  you  can  only  have 
them  fried  by  paying  an  extortionate  additional  charge.  The  waiter 
has  the  insolence  sometimes  to  "  correct"  you  if  you  order  tomatoes, 
asking  you  if  you  mean  "  tomeytoes,"  as  the  word  is  pronounced  in 
the  ugly,  drawling,  Yankee  vernacular.  If  you  order  a  steak  under- 
done, i.  e.,  what  they  call  "  rear"  in  their  bastard  lingo  cf  pigeon 
English,  woe  betide  you.  It  will  be  served  up  "  quite  raw."  You 
then  indignantly  return  it,  and  it  is  brought  back  completely  spoiled 
or  blackened  to  a  cinder,  probably  as  a  meat  offering  to  appease  the 
"manes"  of  some  departed  nigger  or  Chinese  cook.  The  soup  is 
wretchedly  thin ;  but  you  must  remember  the  good  old  French 
proverb  :  "  Quand  le  diable  est  dans  la  Marmite,  le  bouillon  n'est  pas 
bon."  Although  no  mustard  is  placed  on  the  table  for  beef,  pork, 
ham,  or  bacon,  it  is  fussily  proffered  for  lamb.  But,  alas  !  pork  and 
lamb  are  even  worse  than  the  beef.  Mustard  in  enormous  quantities, 
however,  is  mixed  with  a  lamb  stew,  and,  what  is  far  worse,  one  must 
eat  it  nolens  volens  or  starve. 

Continuing  on  the  same  subject,  he  presently  says  : 
Another  unspeakable  horror  of  American  cookery  is  "fried" 
chicken.  Instead  of  a  good  English  roast  or  boiled  fowl,  or  a 
French  poulet  rati,  with  its  appetizing  and  delicious  gravy,  this  exe- 
crable abomination  is  coolly  placed  before  you.  The  skinny, 
leathery,  insipid  fowl  is  foully  fried  or  baked  to  shreds — sometimes 
almost  to  a  cinder,  a  blackened,  un distinguishable  mass — of  course 
without  a  drop  of  gravy.  If  he  were  not  told,  an  epicure  would  be 
puzzled  to  guess  the  nature  of  the  vile  dish,  and,  indeed,  one  can't 
tell  the  difference  often  between  American  pork  and  veal.  Cheese 
can  rarely,  indeed,  be  obtained,  and  it  is  always  bad.  But  if  meat 
and  poultry  are  served  up  tasteless,  without  gravy  or  fat,  en  revanche 
all  vegetables,  without  exception,  are  deluged?  with  more  or  less 
loathsome  or  repulsive  sauces,  peas  invariably  swimming  in  a  bath  of 
green  water,  while  beans  and  potatoes  are  cooked  in  a  manner  too 
horrible  for  description.  Maize,  which  is  only  given  to  pigs  in  Eng- 
land or  France,  is  considered  quite  a  delicacy.  But  then  anything 
will  do  for  Americans.  The  epicurean  dishes  of  a  Vatel  or  a  Baron 
Brisse  <  1  formerly  had  the  honor  of  the  acquaintance  of  the  latter 
distinguished  personage,  whose  real  name  was  Blee)  ;  the  exquisite 
vintages  of  Burgundy,  Bordeaux,  Chablis,  or  "  Beeswing"  '47  port 
for  Americans  would  be  literally  pearls  thrown  unto  swine.  Save  at 
New  Orleans  and  San  Francisco,  where  French  civilization  prevails  to 
a  certain  limited  extent,  one  can  not  get  a  decent  meal  for  love  or 
money.  There  are  no  banquets  of  Lucullus  or  Anacreon  in  the 
Eastern  States  ;  for  neither  wine  nor  beer  can  be  had  in  ninety  per 
cent,  of  the  so-called  restaurants.  Cast  a  glance  into  any  of  the 
fashionable  hotels  or  restaurants  of  New  York  in  Fifth  Avenue  or 
Broadway  as  you  pass  their  large,  splendid  plate-glass  windows, 
through  which  you  can  see  all  that  is  going  on  inside.  Never 
by  any  chance  will  you  see  any  of  the  diners  drinking  claret, 
hock,  sherry,  champagne,  Madeira,  Tokay,  or  any  other  vint- 
age that  gladdens  the  heart  of  man,  and  also  of  woman.  The 
rosy  god  is  absent.  Jovial  Bacchus  and  his  rollicking  Bacchantes 
never  reached  the  Eastern  States.  The  infernal  and  sempiternal 
iced  water  in  scores  of  tumblers  brimful  of  the  atrocious  stuff  only 
meets  your  astonished  gaze.  Enter  these  grand  dining-rooms,  and 
you  are  at  once  surrounded  by  solemn-looking  waiters  handing  you 
the  hateful  beverage.  Californian  ordinary  and  superior  wines  alike 
in  the  so-called  "French"  restaurants — a  misnomer,  indeed — are 
simply  abominable,  being  usually  a  vile  compound  of  logwood, 
quinine,  tartaric  acid,  or  other  chemical  ingredients,  as  different  from 
the  pure  and  really  excellent  vintages  of  Zinfandel,  supplied  at  Wil- 
son's splendid  restaurant  in  Post  Street,  San  Francisco,  as  chalk 
from  cheese.  The  only  wonder  is  that  Frenchmen  can  be  induced  to 
drink  the  stuff ;  but  there  are  precious  few  Frenchmen  in  America, 
and  as  to  the  Yankees,  they  know  just  as  much  about  wine  as  a 
Hindoo  knows  about  skates.  Yet  they  will  brag,  and  confidently  tell 
you  "  that  more  good  wine  is  drank  in  New  York  than  in  any  other 
capital  of  the  world,"  and  assure  you  "  that  huge  blocks  of  ice  im- 
prove the  wine,"  just  in  the  same  way  as  they  assert  that  their  slow 
trains  are  the  fastest  in  the  world.  Of  course  every  connoisseur 
knows  that  clarets  and  Burgundies  require  heating  instead  of  being 
copiously  diluted  with  ice-cold  water.  In  London  first-class  restau- 
rants (take  the  Frascati,  in  Oxford  Street,  for  instance)  one  reads 
labels  on  the  bottles  of  Californian  Burgundies  and  clarets  rightly 
telling  customers  that  to  drink  them  to  perfection  they  should  be 
heated  to  a  temperature  of  sixty-three  degrees.  In  a  Paris  restau- 
rant, the  waiter  will  always  bring  a  bottle  of  superior  wine  in  a  basket 
laid  sideways.  But  of  all  these  customs-  of  a  higher  civilization  than 
their  own,  the  Yankees  know  nothing,  and  profess  to  know  nothing. 
They  glory  in  their  shame  and  ignorance. 

The  furnishings  of  the  table  also  arouse  his  ire  : 
In  this  so-called  highly  civilized,  but  really  barbarous,  God-for- 
saken country,  salt-cellars  are  as  unknown  as  decanters  or  egg-cups, 
and  in  the  vast  majority  of  cafes,  or  coffee-shops,  or  restaurants, 
from  Maine  to  San  Francisco,  the  coffee-cups  are  actually  without 
handles  (  !  !  !).  You  burn  your  fingers  in  the  desperate  attempt  to 
raise  these  diabolical  cups  to  your  lips,  and  sometimes  in  agony  spill 
half  the  contents  on  your  clothes,  insufficiently  protected  by  the 
hypocritical  apology  for  a  napkin  or  serviette,  which  is  merely  a  small 
piece  of  rag  a  few  inches  square  in  America.  Salt  can  only  be  got 
from  tiny  pepper-casters,  which  you  have  to  shake  violendy  for  five 
minutes  in  order  to  extract  therefrom  a  few  scattered  grains  of  salt. 
Finally,  in  despair,  you  try  to  unscrew  the  top  of  the  caster,  which  is 
screwed  as  tight  as  a  vise,  and  when  you  have  at  last  succeeded  in 
the  attempt,  and  extracted  the  teaspoonful  of  salt  you  require,  the 
waiter  resentfully  re-screws  the  top  on  again  to  prevent  you  from  get- 
ting any  more.  You  frequently  mistake  the  salt  for  the  pepper-caster, 
each  being  in  the  same  kind  of  colored  glass,  so  that  it  is  impossible 
to  distinguish  the  contents,  and  suffer  accordingly.  Decanters  are 
only  to  be  found  on  the  dining-tables  of  the  most  expensive  and 
fashionable  hotels,  few  and  far  between,  though  even  there  they  are 
conspicuous  by  their  absence  in  the  bedrooms,  where  only  a  coarse 
drinking-mug  is  supplied  for  you  to  drink  out  of  and  also  to  perform 
your  dental  ablutions.  As  iced  water  is  the  only  beverage  obtainable 
in  ninety  out  of  a  hundred  restaurants,  a  large  percentage  of  which 
are  temperance  establishments,  owing  to  the  absence  of  decanters 
you  have  to  keep  continually  asking  the  waiter  to  replenish  your 
small  empty  tumbler  with  water,  and  wait  his  good  pleasure  to 
graciously  perform  the  service,  thus  wasting  his  time  and  yours,  and, 
of  course,  spoiling  your  dinner  and  your  temper  into  the  bargain. 
The  slowness  of  American  waiters,  moreover,  is  almost  inconceivable, 
and  can  only  be  compared  to  that  of  American  trains.  They  appear 
to  think  it  good  form  or  bon  ton  to  keep  you  hungrily  waiting.  Steel 
knives  are  utterly  unknown,  and  one  has  to  saw  one's  tough,  flavor- 
less, leathery  meat  with  the  abominable  silver-plated  knives,  as  blunt 
as  a  hedge-stake.  As  to  egg-cups,  none  are  to  be  had  in  most  places, 
so  you  have  to  stuff  your  pocket-handkerchief  or  napkin  with  pieces 
of  bread  jammed  in  it  at  the  sid?s  into  a  tumbler,  in  order  to  fat  vour 
boiled  eggs  or  csufs  a  la  coque.     You  must  also  be  very  careful  to 


order  your  boiled  eggs  "  in  the  shell,"  otherwise  they  will  be  served 
in  a  disgusting  fashion,  broken  at  the  bottom  of  a  tumbler  1 !)  like  an 
egg-flip.  Tea  is  either  unobtainable  or  else  not  fit  to  drink.  I  never 
tasted  a  cup  of  good  tea  in  my  life  in  America,  and  the  coffee  is  often 
of  indifferent  quality  and  badly  prepared. 

This  critic  presently  looks  for  the  causes  of  this  condition, 
and  finds  them  thus  : 

The  "  fons  et  origo  mali "  exists  partly  io  the  swarms  of  poor,  miser- 
able, half-starved  Germans,  Italians,  Hungarians,  Russian  and  Polish 
Jews,  and  tutti  quanti,  who  have  emigrated  to  America,  and  especially 
to  the  Eastern  States.  There  are  more  Jews  in  the  United  Slates  in 
proportion  to  the  population  than  in  any  other  country  in  the  world, 
and  a  bad  lookout  indeed  it  is  for  the  country  that  harbors  them  in 
such  numbers.  These  poor  wretches  are  accustomed  to  the  vilest 
and  coarsest  fare  in  their  own  countries,  and  for  them  any  food  and 
any  cookery  is,  of  course,  good  enough.  The  evil  is  partly  attributa- 
ble also  to  the  old  Dutch  colonists  of  New  York,  which  was  formerly 
New  Amsterdam,  who  preceded  the  English  settlers,  and  introduced 
the  nauseous  cookery  and  flat  beer  of  their  flat  country  of  flats, 
canaux,  canards,  and  canaille.  It  is  also  attributable,  no  doubt,  to 
the  habits  introduced  by  the  early  English  Puritan  settlers,  bigoted 
and  narrow-minded  fanatics  and  water-drinkers  par  excellence ,  who 
altogether  discarded  wines  or  spirits.  It  is  actually  thought  infra 
dig. — what  the  Yankees  call  "not  high-toned" — to  drink  anything 
except  iced  water  at  meals,  which  accounts  in  a  great  measure  for  the 
absence  of  wine  above  referred  to  on  the  tables  of  the  fashionable 
hotels  and  restaurants  in  New  York  on  Broadway  and  Fifth  Avenue, 
as  also  for  the  sour,  ascetic  look  of  the  people,  and  especially  of  the 
women.  Iced  water  is  the  wretched  national  beverage,  and  the  ice- 
fiend,  who  reigns  supreme  in  America,  is  mainly  responsible  for  the 
pallid,  sickly  look  of  the  people.  He  reigns,  or,  rather,  did  reign,  at 
the  White  House  at  Washington,  where,  foremost  among  the  por- 
traits of  wives  of  Presidents  of  the  United  States,  Mrs.  Harrison, 
Mrs.  Tyler,  Mrs.  Polk,  Mrs.  Van  Buren,  and  others,  is  that  of  Mrs. 
Hayes — a  temperance  fanatic — appropriately  attired  in  a  purple  velvet 
dress,  who,  in  her  brief  reign,  allowed  no  wines  or  spirits  to  be  drunk 
there  during  her  husband's  tenure  of  office.  With  the  exception  of 
Mrs.  Tyler,  who  has  an  exquisite  figure  and  bust,  and  perhaps  of 
Mrs.  Harrison,  these  wives  of  United  States  Presidents  are  about  as 
ordinary  a  lot  of  women  in  face  and  form  as  it  is  possible  to  im- 
agine, from  whose  natures,  to  judge  from  their  physiognomies,  the 
milk  of  human  kindness  would  seem  to  have  been  frozen  out  by  the 
inordinate  consumption  of  iced  water. 

He  begins  this  paragraph  as  a  connoisseur  in  beverages, 
yet  closes  it  with  a  lamentable  display  of  ignorance  of  the 
uses  and  virtue  of  the  fresh  juice  of  the  lemon  and  lime  : 

Americans  have  no  idea  of  enjoying  a  good  glass  of  hot  grog — 
whether  hot  whisky  or  brandy  and  water.  In  the  depth  of  their  Si- 
berian winter,  they  hurriedly  gulp  down  at  one  draught  a  small  tum- 
bler half  full  of  vile  whisky  neat,  which  burns  their  stomachs  like 
vitriol,  and  then,  to  appease  the  ice-fiend,  toss  down  a  glass-full  of 
iced  water  after  it.  No  wonder,  indeed,  they  look  wretched.  The 
whisky,  even  at  the  best  saloons,  is  simply  poisonous,  and  awfully 
dear  into  the  bargain,  but  in  this  charming  country  you  enjoy  the 
privilege  of  paying  royally  to  be  poisoned.  On  a  bitterly  cold  win- 
ter evening,  I  took  a  small  glass  of  this  vile  stuff,  which  tasted  like 
creosote  as  I  hurriedly  swallowed  it,  in  a  good  saloon  in  Union 
Square,  New  York.  I  paid  dearly  for  the  indulgence  (?),  for  half  an 
hour  afterwards  I  had  a  racking  headache,  followed  by  fearful  sick- 
ness, from  the  effects  of  which  I  did  not  recover  for  a  couple  of  days. 
I  have  ever  since  avoided  American  whisky  like  the  pest-  As  to  the 
brandy,  it  is  as  bad,  if  not  worse  than  the  whisky,  and  atrociously 
dear,  a  tiny  glass  of  cognac,  which  is  usually  spurious  or  adulterated. 
costing  twenty  cents,  or  tenpence.  In  summer,  that  cooling  and  de- 
licious beverage,  bottled  lemonade,  obtainable  everywhere  in  Eng- 
land, alike  in  town  or  country,  as  also  in  France,  where  it  is  known 
as  "  limonade  gazeuse,"  cannot  be  had  for  love  or  money  in  bar- 
barous America.     If  you  ask  for  it,  you  get  a  sickly  lemon  squash. 

Creature  comforts  he  finds  too  few  : 

In  leading  hotels  even  in  America,  as  in  all  boarding-houses,  there 
are  no  shower-baths  —  an  absolute  necessary  during  the  summer 
months,  when  the  heat  is  far  more  oppressive  than  in  Australia.  The 
ordinary  baths,  also,  are  much  too  small,  and  unprovided  with  the 
luxurious  adjuncts  to  any  twenty-five-cent  bath-room  in  San  Fran- 
cisco, which  is  far  ahead  in  most  respects  of  any  city  in  the  Eastern 
States.  There  is  an  utter  want  of  ventilation,  too,  in  both  houses 
and  hotels,  Americans  of  both  sexes  and  of  all  classes  seeming  to 
have  a  holy  horror  of  fresh  air,  that  can  only  be  compared  to  the 
devil's  dislike  for  holy  water.  Houses,  offices,  hotels,  and  restaurants 
alike  are  fearfully  overheated  by  steam-pipes  in  winter,  with  a  tem- 
perature of  fifteen  or  twenty  degrees  below  zero  outside  in  the  open 
air.  On  entering  you  feel  faint  and  ill  at  ease,  soon  get  into  a  profuse 
perspiration,  and  on  leaving  you  are  bound  to  catch  cold.  The 
climate,  too,  with  its  sudden  changes  of  temperature,  is  horrible,  and 
as  every  effect  has  a  cause,  it  is  hardly  matter  for  surprise  that  Amer- 
icans should  be  a  puny,  sickly  race,  or  martyrs  to  indigestion, 
who,  instead  of  drinking  their  pure  Californian  wines,  resort,  after 
imbibing  quarts  of  iced  water,  to  hot  water  as  a  last  resource  to 
cure  their  chronic  dyspepsia.  Men,  women,  and  children  alike  are 
pale-faced,  anaemic,  and  sickly  looking,  and  there  is  an  utter  absence 
of  the  robust  physique  and  rosy  complexions  to  be  seen  in  Australia, 
or  England,  and  other  countries.  The  children  are  slight  and  frail. 
Small  wonder  that  Americans  can  not  cope  with  Australians  in 
athletic  sports  like  sculling,  or  that  their  best  men — Teenier,  Hanlan, 
Gaudaur,  and  O'Connor — have  been  always  beaten  by  Beach,  Searle, 
Stansbury.  and  other  Australians,  who  have  for  years  retained,  and 
always  will  retain,  the  sculling  championship  of  the  world,  owing 
mainly  to  their  superior  physique.  To  see  the  Yankee  champion 
"lightning  boys,"  with  their  short,  snatchy,  jerky  strokes,  trying  to 
beat  the  Australian  giants,  with  their  long,  scientific,  majestic 
sweep,  is  not  amusing — it  is  supremely  and  painfully  ridiculous.  In 
bicycling,  too,  Americans  can  not  equal  the  records  of  the  French 
champions,  Terront  and  Stephane. 

A  slur  on  American  women — at  which  they  can  well  afford 
to  smile — concludes  this  tirade  : 

American  women  are,  as  a  general  rule,  plain,  and  they  dress 
without  taste  and  with  a  vulgar  Semitic  display  of  jewelry  when  they 
can  afford  to  do  so.  Their  taste  in  dress  is  on  a  par  with  their  taste 
in  cookery,  their  beau  ideal  being  that  of  Lord  Beaconsfield — the 
day-dream  of  Houndsditch.  They  wear  diamond  rings  outside  their 
gloves  in  the  morning  as  they  go  shopping  in  Broadway  or  Fifth 
Avenue,  and  would  probably  display  jewels  on  their  toes  if  they 
could  appropriately  do  so.  When  they  do  by  any  chance  dress  in  what 
they  call  "  Paris  fashions."  they  wear  their  dress  in  the  most  slovenly 
fashion  ;  their  bodices,  skirt,  or  gowns  seeming  to  be  literally  pitch- 
forked on  to  them,  just  as  "  Biddy  "  wears  her  clothes.  I  have  trav- 
eled in  many  different  countries  round  the  world,  and  have  no  hesi- 
tation in  affirming  (and  I  am  quite  sure  every  impartial  traveler  will 
agree  with  me'i  that  in  no  country  on  the  face  of  the  globe,  claiming 
even  an  approach  to  advanced  civilization,  will  you  see  so  many  plain 
or  downright  ugly,  repulsive-looking,  sallow-faced,  and  prematurely 
aged  women  as  in  New  York,  Philadelphia,  Baltimore.  Washington, 
Newark,  and  New  Jersey,  and,  in  fact,  all  over  the  Eastern  States. 
They  have  almost  invariably  bad  complexions,  and  many  of  them  paint 
to  excess  to  conceal  their  morbid  pallor.  The  rare  exceptions,  of  course, 
merely  confirm  the  rule  ;  but,  generally  speaking,  like  the  men  and 
children,  they  seem  anarmic  and  unhealthy-looking  ;  nor  have  they 
the  physique,  figures,  or  busts  of  English  or  French  women — far  less 
of  Australian  women,  in  the  colonies  of  Victoria  and  New  South 
Wales.  The  only  exceptions  as  regards  physique  are  the  huge, 
square-built,  ungraceful,  and  ungainly  North  German  squaws  to  be 
seen  in  the  Teuton  quarters  of  American  cities.  Only  in  California 
and  some  of  the  Southern  States  does  one  see  any  really  fine,  hand- 
some women,  who  owe  their  charms  partly  to  the  climate  and  partly 
to  the  admixture  of  Spanish  and  French  blood.  Moreover,  the  old 
English  patrician  families,  who  colonized  the  Southern  Statt.^ 
reign  of  the  Stuarts,  from  whom  many  Southern  women 
descended,  were  of  better  stock,  and  naturally  superior, 
physically,  to  the  low-bred  New  Englanders. 

AH  of  which  is  important  if  true. 


8 


THE        ARGONAUT. 


November  5,  1894. 


LITERARY    NOTES. 


New  Publications. 
"The  Secret  of  a  Letter,"  by  Gertrude  Warden, 
has  been  issued  in  the  Authors'  Library  published 
by  the  International  News  Company,  New  York  ; 
price,  50  cents. 

**  The  Victory  of  Our  Faith,"  by  Anna  Robertson 
Brown,  Ph.  D.,  a  little  brochure  which  preaches  a 
sermon  on  the  value  of  faith,  has  been  published 
by  Thomas  Y.  Crowell  &  Co.,  Boston  ;  price,  35 
cents. 

"Robinson's  New  Intellectual  Arithmetic"  and 
"Elementary  Lessons  in  Algebra:  A  Text-Book 
for  Grammar-Schools, "  by  Stewart  B.  Sabin  and 
Charles  D.  Lowry,  have  been  published  by  the 
American  Book  Company,  New  York  ;  price,  35 
and  50  cents,  respectively. 

A  pretty  book  of  verses  for  children  is  "Artful 
Anticks,"  by  Oliver  Herford.  It  contains  a  quantity 
of  amusing  rhymes  in  which  familiar  animals  are 
personified,  and  these  are  accompanied  by  humor- 
ous illustrations  by  the  author.  Published  by 
the  Century  Company,  New  York  ;  price,  $1.00. 

"  Hints  on  Preaching,"  by  the  Rev.  Joseph  V. 
O'Connor,  containing  chapters  on  "the  funda- 
mental law  of  vocal  delivery,"  "the  natural  man- 
ner," "cultivation  of  the  voice,"  "the  style  of  a 
sermon,"  "gesture,"  "the  public  reading  of  En- 
glish devotions,"  and  "daily  helps  to  improve- 
ment," has  been  published  by  Porter  &  Coates, 
Philadelphia  ;  price,  50  cents. 

"The  Butterfly  Hunters  in  the  Caribbees,"  by 
Dr.  Eugene  Murray-Aaron,  is  an  excellent  book 
for  boys — one  that  they  will  enjoy  and  one  that  it 
will  profit  them  to  read.  It  purports  to  be  the  ad- 
ventures of  a  naturalist  and  two  boys  in  the  West 
Indies,  and  is  quite  thrilling  in  some  of  its  inci- 
dents ;  but  all  its  statements  have  been  verified  by 
the  author's  own  experience.  Published  by  Charles 
Scribner's  Sons,  New  York  ;  price,  $2.00. 

"The  Voyage  of  the  Liberdade,"  by  Captain 
Joshua  Slocum,  is  a  modest  record  of  a  sea-cap- 
tain's experience.  He  sailed,  with  his  wife  and  two 
sons,  to  Brazil  in  1S86,  but  his  ship  went  to  pieces 
and  he  was  compelled  to  construct  a  new  vessel, 
which  he  called  the  Liberdade  and  in  which  he 
brought  his  family  home  to  the  United  States. 
Naturally  such  a  trip  was  full  of  adventures,  and 
these  the  author  describes  simply  but  graphically. 
Published  by  Roberts  Brothers,  New  York  ;  price, 
$1.00. 

"The  Century  Book  for  Young  Americans,"  by 
Elbridge  S.  Books,  has  for  its  sub-title  "  The  Story 
of  the  Government,"  and  it  aims  to  make  interest- 
ing what  is  to  most  children  a  dry  subject :  the 
government,  national.  State,  and  municipal,  under 
which  we  live.  This  is  done  by  taking  a  party  of 
American  boys  and  girls  to  the  national  Capitol  and 
there  explaining  to  them  the  government  in  a  series 
of  chatty  object-lessons.  The  book  is  issued  under 
the  auspices  and  seal  of  the  National  Society  of 
the  Sons  of  the  American  Revolution,  and  its  intro- 
duction is  written  by  General  Horace  Porter,  presi- 
dent-general of  that  society.  Published  by  the 
Century  Company,  New  York  ;  price,  $1.50. 

"The  Man  who  Married  the  Moon  and  Other 
Pueblo  Indian  Folk-Stories "  is  the  title  of  a  col- 
lection of  thirty  tales  from  the  Tee-Wahn,  made 
by  Charles  F.  Lummis.  Mr.  Lummis  has  lived 
for  five  years  among  the  Indians,  whose  traditions 
and  fairy-tales  he  here  re-tells  ;  how  vividly  he 
describes  them,  and  how  charmingly  he  writes, 
need  not  be  recalled  to  those  who  read  "  The  En- 
chanted Burro  "  in  a  recent  issue  of  the  Argonaut. 
These  tales  are  republished  from  St.  Nicholas, 
where  they  deservedly  had  great  success,  for  they 
amused  the  young  people  who  read  them  and  also 
imparted  not  a  little  of  the  native  shrewdness  of 
the  Indians.  Published  by  the  Century  Company, 
New  York  ;  price,  $1.50. 

A  little  volume  that  will  find  a  welcome  place  on 
the  book-lover's  shelf  is  "  Arthur  O'Shaughnessy  : 
His  Life  and  his  Work,  with  selections  from  his 
Poems,"  by  Louise  Chandler  Moulton.  It  begins 
with  an  introduction  in  which  Mrs.  Moulton  recites 
the  brief  record  of  O'Shaughnessy's  life  :  his  daily 
work  among  the  replilia  of  the  British  Museum, 
his  evenings  with  the  Rossettis,  William  Morris, 
and  other  lights  of  the  Victorian  era  at  the  hos- 
pitable  home  of   Ford    Madox    Browne,   and    his 


friendships,  love,  marriage,  troubles,  and  death. 
This  is  followed  by  an  appreciative  review  of  his 
most  characteristic  verses,  and  finally  some  fifty 
pages  are  devoted  to  selections  from  his  books, 
"  An  Epic  of  Women  and  Other  Poems,"  "  Lays 
of  France,"  "  Music  and  Moonlight,"  and  "  Songs 
of  a  Worker."  The  book,  which  is  tastefully 
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The  series  of  papers  contributed  to  the  Century 
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Thomas  Gaskell  Allen,  Jr.,  and  William  Lewis 
Sachtleben,  neither  of  whom  had  ever  ridden  a 
bicycle  before,  set  out  on  a  bicycle  tour  of  the 
world,  the  day  after  they  were  graduated  from 
college  in  St.  Louis,  and  this  book  records  their 
journey  from  Constantinople  to  Peking,  in  text  made 
up  from  their  diary  and  in  pictures  reproduced 
from  the  twenty-five  hundred  photographs  they 
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of  their  narrative  are  "  Beyond  the  Bosphorus," 
"  The  Ascent  of  Mount  Ararat,"  "  Through  Persia 
to  Samarkand,"  "  The  Journey  from  Samarkand  to 
Kuldja,"  "  Over  the  Gobi  Desert  and  Through  the 
Western  Gate  of  the  Great  Wall,"  and  "  An  Inter- 
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Published  by  the  Century  Company,  New  York  ; 
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George  N.  Curzon,  M.  P.,  is  a  book  which  the  war 
between  Japan  and  China  has  made  particularly 
timely.  The  author  is  a  young  Englishman — he  is 
only  in  his  thirty-fifth  year  —  who,  on  leaving 
Oxford,  devoted  ten  years  to  a  study  of  the  social, 
industrial,  and  political  conditions  of  those  coun- 
tries which  will  cut  a  figure  in  the  future  of  Eng- 
land's Asian  possessions,  and  he  has  already  pro- 
duced two  books  which  take  high  rank  among  the 
authorities  on  the  topics  they  discuss.  To  "  Russia 
in  Central  Asia"  and  "Persia"  Mr.  Curzon  has 
now  added  a  third  volume  in  this  ' '  Problems  of  the 
Far  East,"  the  countries  considered  being  Japan, 
Corea,  and  China.  Two  future  volumes  will  com- 
plete his  present  scheme  of  work  on  this  subject. 
In  considering  the  book,  one  should  bear  in 
mind  its  dedication  :  "to  those  who  believe 
that  the  British  Empire  is,  under  Providence,  the 
greatest  instrument  for  good  that  the  world  has 
ever  seen."  If  one  makes  liberal  allowance 
for  the  author's  blinding  patriotism  and  strips  his 
statements  of  their  British  bias,  one  can  learn 
much  of  the  political  situation  that  led  to  the  pres- 
ent war  and  can  form  a  just  estimate  of  the  ultimate 
course  of  events  in  the  Far  East.  In  the  opening 
chapter  Mr.  Curzon  outlines  briefly  his  subject,  and 
then  he  proceeds  to  a  discussion  of  the  evolution  of 
modern  Japan  and  its  place  among  the  powers. 
Then  follow  four  chapters  on  Corea,  the  first  two 
describing  the  country  and  people  as  the  author 
saw  them  and  the  outward  aspects  of  the  capital 
and  court,  and  the  last  two  discussing  Corea's 
present  and  future,  political  and  commercial.  The 
third  part  treats  of  China  in  the  same  way,  and  the 
fourth  considers  "  The  Destinies  of  the  Far  East  " 
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illustrated,  and  has  maps  and  an  index.  Published 
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"  Fluorescence  or  Phosphorescence,  Latest  Experi- 
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Elbridge  S.  Brooks;  "William  Cullen  Bryant,"  by 
Brander  Matthews;  "The  Generous  Side,"  by  A.  T. 
Dudley;  "Queen  Victoria's  Dogs,"  by  Frank  J.  Car- 
penter; "Jack  Ballister's  Fortunes"— Chapters  XXIII., 
XXIV.,  XXV.,  by  Howard  Pyle ;  "The  Seals  of  Our 
Shores,"  by  W.  T.  Hornaday  ;  "  Against  Time  and  Tide," 
by  Myron  B.  Gibson;  "The  Brownies  Through  the 
Union — Fifth  Stage,  in  Pennsylvania,"  by  Palmer  Cox  ; 
"'Locoed,'"  by  Edward  Marshall;  "The  Great  Horn 
Spoon  and  the  Enterprising  Boy,"  by  J.  Carter  Beard; 
"The  Ancient  Game  of  Golf,"  by  Helen  Marshall  North;| 
"The  Random  Shot,"  by  Ruth  McEnery  Stuart;  and 
verses  by  Edith  M.  Thomas,  John  Kendrick  Bangs, 
Ralph  W.  Bergengren,  and  others. 

"The  Eight-Hour  Bill  for  Miners,"  or  the  ques- 
tion of  fixed  hours  of  work,  is  presented  in  the  Con- 
temporary Review.  M.  Elisee  R6clus's  article, 
"  East  and  West,"  lies  in  the  line  of  the  early  civ- 
ilization of  the  world.  In  "Poets  of  Provence," 
C^cile  Hartog  pays  a  compliment  to  Mr.  Janvier. 
Prince  Krapotkine,  as  "Our  Most  Distinguished 
Refugee,"  receives  due  honors  from  Edith  Sellers. 
"French  Prisons  and  Their  Inmates,"  "Joseph 
Priestly  in  Domestic  Life,"  and  a  brilliant  paper  of 
Herbert  Spencer's,  combating  Weismannism,  are 
to  be  found  in  the  October  number. 

The  table  of  contents  of  the  November  Scrib- 
ner's is  as  follows  : 

"Election  Night  in  a  Newspaper  Office,"  by  Julian 
Ralph;  "English  Railroad  Methods,"  by  H.  G.  Prout ; 
"  Charity,"  painted  by  Louis  Deschamps,  by  Philip  Gil- 
bert Hamerton,  with  full-page  illustration  (frontispiece) 
and  portrait  of  Deschamps ;  "The  Horse,"  by  N.  S. 
Shater  ;  "  True  Pictures  Among  the  Poor":  "  The  Bells 
of  Aberdovey,"  by  Robert  Howard  Russell,  "  Korbey's 
Fortune,"  by  William  T.  Elsing,  "A  Tenement-Court 
Festival,"  by  Edward  W.  Townsend,  "The  End  That 
Crowned,"  by  James  Barnes ;  "The  American  Girls*  Art 
Club  in  Paris,"  by  Emily  Meredyth  Aylward ;  "  How 
Whalebone  Caused  a  Wedding,"  by  Joel  Chandler 
Harris  ;  "  The  King  of  Currumpaw  :  A  Wolf  Story,"  by 
Ernest  E.  Thompson  ;  "  The  Third  Relief,"  by  George  I. 
Putnam;  "John  March,  Southerner " — chapters  LXX.- 
LXXVIIL,  by  George  W.  Cable;  and  "The  Point  of 
View":  A  Yankee  Stronghold,  Hymns,  Wanted :  A 
Political  Newspaper,  The  Wages  of  Address. 

In  the  October  Nineteenth  Century,  Lord  Rose- 
bery  is  hauled  over  the  coals  in  a  smart  political 
article  entitled  "  The  Seven  Lord  Roseberys."  The 
Countess  of  Galloway  lauds  Wagner  in  "  Wagner 
and  Bayreuth."  The  worst  blow  M.  Natovitch  has 
received  is  given  him  and  his  "Jesus  Christ  in 
India"  by  Max  Muller.  The  inference  is  that  the 
Russian  is  unworthy  of  credence.  Mr.  Ernest 
Hart's  "  Cholera  and  the  Sultan"  should  be  read 
by  all  sanitary  commissions.  "  A  Dialogue  on 
Dress,"  "A  Trip  to  Bosnia-Herzegovina,"  by  M. 
de  Blowitz,  and  "The  Chinaman  Abroad,"  are 
papers  of  marked  interest. 


'THE    OCEAN    WIND." 


The  following  little  poem,  which  has  never  be- 
fore been  published,  was  written  by  the  late  Colonel 
E.  D.  Baker,  the  celebrated  orator  and  soldier, 
under  interesting  circumstances.  Many  years  ago, 
before  he  had  taken  up  arms  in  his  country's  serv- 
ice, he  was  walking  home  from  church  one  Sunday 
with  a  lady,  who  still  resides  in  this  city,  when  she 
complained  of  the  buffeting  of  the  winds  for  which 
San  Francisco  was,  and  still  is,  famed.  She  de- 
clared the  wind  to  be  the  most  unmannerly  and 
prosaic  thing  in  nature,  and  at  his  remonstrance 
challenged  him  to  say  anything  poetic  of  it.  The 
next  morning  she  received  the  following  verses  and 
note  : 

TO    THE    OCEAN    WIND. 

Seaward  the  mists  lie  dense  and  deep, 

And  wild  the  tempests  blow, 
The  sea-gull  circles  round  the  steep. 

And  waves  are  white  below. 
Speed — speed — ye  winds,  your  viewless  flights, 

But  landward  as  ye  roam 
Bear  on  your  rustling  wings  to-night 

Health  to  her  distant  home. 
Ye  come  from  isles  of  spice  and  bloom. 

Where  palm-trees  line  the  strand, 
Yet  mingling  with  your  rich  perfume 

Airs  from  a  colder  land. 
Loud  tho'  ye  rage,  and  wild  ye  roar, 

Sweet  is  your  breath,  and  free, 
And  full  of  blessings  to  the  shore 

The  storm  that  sweeps  the  sea. 
But  if  those  eddying  blasts  have  power 

A  wish  or  word  to  bear. 
Seek  ere  ye  sleep  my  loved  one's  bower 

And  leave  my  greeting  there. 
Whisper  it  gently  in  her  ear 

When  stars  are  in  the  sky. 
And  kiss  away  the  starting  tear 

When  none  but  you  are  nigh, 
Tell  her  1  love  her — in  that  word 

Sou!,  heart,  thought,  impulse  thrill. 
Tell  her  that  every  vow  she  heard 

I've  fondly  kept,  and  will. 
Tell  her — but,  no,  I  soon  shall  see 

The  "love  light  "  in  her  eye. 
Till  then  my  only  word  shall  be 

Love — blessing — and  good-bye. 
Mr.  Baker  presents  his  respectful  compliments  to  Mrs. 
Judge,  and  sends  the  trifle  inclosed  as  a  proof  (of  which 
said  proof  she  of  all  persons  needs  least)  that  a  lady's 
commands  impel  the  commonest  imagination  into  the 
forms  of  poetry  even  when  its  spirit  is  most  wanting. 
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THE        ARGONAUT. 


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LITERARY    NOTES. 


Personal  and  Miscellaneous  Gossip. 
After  five  years  of  labor,  with  the  help  of  two 
hundred  and  forty-seven  editors,  and  the  enormous 
expenditure  of  nearly  one  million  dollars,  the  Funk 
&  Wagnalls  Company  announce  that  the  last 
page  of  the  second  (the  concluding)  volume  of  the 
new  Standard  Dictionary  is  now  in  type.  This  vol- 
ume will  be  ready  for  delivery  this  month.  The  sales 
of  the  new  Standard  Dictionary  are  phenomenal. 
A  general  agent  in  Michigan  startled  the  publishers 
by  an  order  for  two  car-loads — forty-three  thousand 
pounds — of  dictionaries,  to  be  sent  as  soon  as  vol- 
ume two  is  ready. 

In  Dr.  Conan  Doyle's  collection  of  stories  of  the 
experiences  of  a  medical  practitioner,  which  Messrs. 
Appleton  publish  with  the  title  of  "  Round  the  Red 
Lamp,"  occurs  the  tale  "A  Straggler  of  '15,"  on 
which  is  based  his  play,  "A  Story  of  Waterloo," 
which  Mr.  Irving  lately  produced. 

Scribner's  Magazine  offers  this  attractive  pro- 
gramme for  1895  : 

By  way  of  fiction,  there  will  be  begun  in  the  January 
number  a  serial  novel  of  George  Meredith,  called  "The 
Amazing  Marriage  "  ;  "  The  Story  of  the  Play  "  is  a  short 
novel  by  W.  D.  Howells,  in  which  the  experiences  of  a 
young  playwright  are  recorded.  Robert  Grant  will  write 
a  new  series  of  papers  on  "The  Art  of  Living."  The 
piece  de  resistance  will  be  the  "  History  of  the  Last  Quar- 
ter-Century in  the  United  States,"  in  other  words,  a  his- 
tory of  our  own  time.  President  E.  Benjamin  Andrews, 
of  Brown  University,  is  the  author  of  this  history,  which 
is  to  be  illustrated  not  only  by  documents,  relics,  and 
portraits,  but  by  memorable  scenes  from  authentic  mate- 
rials, and  it  is  promised  that  the  pictorial  part  will  be  of 
equal  historical  value  with  the  text. 

Zola  has  agreed  to  write  an  opera  libretto  in  four 
acts  for  the  Paris  Grand  Opera,  in  collaboration 
with  M.  Bruneau,  who  helped  him  in  dramatizing 
"  Une  Page  d' Amour."  It  is  to  be  ready  in  the 
spring. 

Brander  Matthews  has  a  sympathetic  sketch  of 
William  Cullen  Bryant  in  the  November  St. 
Nicholas,  forming  one  of  his  American  Authors 
series. 

Frederick  Warne  &  Co.  announce  as  ready  their 
Lansdowne  Shakespeare,  which  is  published  in  six 
handsome  little  volumes  particularly  suitable  for 
holiday  gifts. 

Mme.  Sarah  Grand  has  been  writing  an  article 
with  the  far-fetched  title,  "  Should  Irascible  Old 
Gentlemen  be  Taught  to  Knit?  " 

The  November  number  of  Scribner's  Magazine 
has  for  its  leading  article  "  Election  Night  in  a 
Newspaper  Office,"  written  by  Julian  Ralph,  one 
of  the  New  York  Sun's  most  valued  special  cor- 
respondents. 

A  further  edition  of  Mr.  Weyman's  "  My  Lady 
Rotha,"  published  a  month  ago,  is  in  preparation, 
completing  the  twentieth  thousand. 

There  has  been  quite  a  pretty  quarrel  in  the  Lon- 
don papers  between  Mr.  Oscar  Wilde  of  pe- 
culiar fame  and.  Mr.  T.  P.  O'Connor,  M.  P., 
editor  of  the  Weekly  Sun.  The  facts  are  thus  pre- 
sented by  the  Critic  s  London  correspondent : 

"  Some  weeks  ago,  the  managing  editor  of  the  Sun  re- 
ceived an  Irish  poem,  signed  '  Oscar  Wilde,'  and  forthwith 
enniched  it  in  a  column  set  aside  for  the  purpose  of  re- 
printing current  verse.  Shortly  after,  another  claimant 
arose  for  the  authorship,  and  the  managing  editor  inserted 
a  paragraph  expressing  wonder  as  to  whether  Mr.  Wilde 
had  appropriated  some  one  else's  verses.  Thereupon  Mr. 
Wilde  was 'drawn,' and  replied  in  the  Pall  Mall  Gazette 
with  violence,  ending  with  a  deliciously  characteristic  ar- 
gument. '  The  editor,*  he  said  in  effect,  'confesses  that 
he  thought  the  poem  must  have  been  one  of  my  early 
efforts,  since  it  was  patently  immature.     This  is  only  an- 


Pears' 

What  virtue  there 
is  in  bare  cleanliness. 

Pears'  soap  does 
nothing  but  cleanse, 
it  has  no  medical 
properties;  but  it 
brings  the  color  of 
health,  and  health  it- 
self.    Give  it  time. 


other  proof  of  his  ignorance.     Only  mediocrities  progress. 
The  genius  moves  in  a  cycle  of  masterpieces* " 

Two  admirable  new  books  for  boys  are  issued  by 
Frederick  Warne  &  Co.  They  are  "  Stirring  Tales 
of  Colonial  Adventure,"  by  Skipp  Borlase,  and 
"Ivanda:  or.  The  Pilgrim's  Quest,"  a  tale  of 
Thibet,  by  Captain  Claude  Bray. 

Mr.  Kipling  has  written  an  American  story  which 
is  to  appear  soon  in  one  of  the  magazines. 

"  The  God  in  the  Car,"  which  is  to  be  published 
immediately  by  D.  Appleton  S:  Co.,  is  the  first 
novel  that  Anthony  Hope  has  written  since  "  The 
Prisoner  of  Zenda." 

Edward  W.  Tovmsend  contributes  one  of  the 
"True  Pictures  Among  the  Poor"  to  the  November 
Scribner's.  Mr.  Townsend  wrote  a  number  of  clever 
sketches  for  the  Argonaut  some  years  ago  ;  he  is 
now  on  the  staff  of  the  New  York  Sun. 

Following  in  the  footsteps  of  Du  Maurier,  it  is 
announced  that  Alma  Tadema  is  to  take  up  the 
pen.  A  volume  of  reminiscences,  written  by  him 
and  in  course  of  preparation,  is  to  contain  impres- 
sions of  the  many  prominent  men  with  whom  he 
has  come  in  contact. 

Edward  Marshall  contributes  a  good  Texan  story 
to  the  November  5/.  Nicholas.  It  is  called 
"  Locoed,"  and  recounts  the  escape  of  two  girls 
from  a  stampeded  herd  of  cattle. 

Wood's  "  Dictionary  of  Quotations,"  published 
by  Frederick  Warne  &  Co.,  is  an  indispensable 
book  for  all  classes  of  literary  workers.  It  contains 
thirty  thousand  references,  alphabetically  arranged 
and  indexed  by  subjects,  and  draws  upon  the  best 
ancient  and  modern  sources  of  English  and  foreign 
literature. 

Signor  Crispi,  the  Premier  of  Itajy,  is  devoting 
all  his  leisure  time  to  the  composition  of  his  "  His- 
tory of  the  Thousand  of  Marsala"  ("Storia  degli 
Mille").  The  work  deals  with  the  campaign  of 
Garibaldi  and  his  thousand  allies  against  the  King- 
dom of  the  Two  Sicilies  in  the  year  i860.  The  real 
originator  of  this  undertaking  was  Crispi  himself. 

The  Messrs.  Appleton  have  a  revised  and  en- 
larged edition  of  President  Hinsdale's  recent  book, 
entitled  "  How  to  Study  and  Teach  History." 

One  of  the  leading  features  of  Si.  Nicholas  for 
the  coming  year  begins  in  the  November  number, 
"  A  Boy  of  the  First  Empire,"  by  Elbridge  S. 
Brooks,  a  romance  of  the  days  of  Napoleon,  in 
which  the  great  emperor  himself  figures. 

Mme.  Couvreur,  who  has  just  succeeded  her  late 
husband  as  the  London  Times  representative  in 
the  Belgian  capital,  is  best  known  to  the  public  as 
"Tasma,"  the  novelist.  Of  Dutch  family,  she  was 
born  in  Highgate  and  was  brought  up  in  Tasmania 
— hence  her  nom  deplume. 

The  statement  that  Dr.  Doyle  was  so  pestered 
with  the  importunities  of  publishers  who  wanted 
"more"  and  "more"  of  Sherlock  Holmes,  that 
at  last  in  self-defense  the  author  determined  to  put 
an  end  to  the  cause  of  all  the  trouble,  recalls  the 
experience  Joseph  Addison  had  with  his  pet  char- 
acter, Sir  Roger  de  Coverly  : 

He  had  grown  to  love  this  bluff,  hearty  old  creation  of 
his  fancy.  What,  then,  was  his  horror  to  find,  upon  his 
return  to  town  after  an  enforced  absence  upon  one  occa- 
sion, that  in  the  Spectator  his  coadjutor,  Dick  Steele,  had 
taken  the  liberty  of  narrating  an  experience  which  Sir 
Roger  had  had  with  a  disreputable  woman.  "  This  must 
never  happen  again,"  said  Addison  ;  "my  dear  old  friend 
shall  not  have  another  opportunity  to  be  humiliated.  I 
will  kill  him  off!"  And  he  did  kill  Mm  off;  not  without 
many  a  pang  of  regret,  presumably.  But  after  Steele's  in- 
artistic— nay,  brutal — interference,  the  death  of  dear  old 
Sir  Roger  seemed  absolutely  necessary  as  the  only  sure 
protection  against  further  humiliating  possibilities. 

One  of  the  most  admirable  brief  histories  of 
England  is  Edgar  Sanderson's  "  History  of  Eng- 
land and  the  British  Empire,"  which  Warne  pub- 
lishes. It  is  an  octavo  volume  of  nearly  twelve 
hundred  pages,  and  is  excellently  arranged  for 
reference. 

"  Caligula :  A  Study  of  Roman  Imperial 
Phrenzy,"  the  historical  monograph  by  Professor 
L.  Quidde,  has  now  run  through  twenty-nine  edi- 
tions in  Germany. 

The  second  and  concluding  volume  of  Edgar  S. 
Maclay's  "  History  of  the  United  States  Navy  "  is 
to  be  issued  immediately  by  D.  Appleton  &  Co. 
The  larger  part  of  this  volume  is  naturally  devoted 
to  the  Civil  War.  The  historian  also  recounts  the 
various  naval  events  of  interest  since  the  close  of 
the  war,  and  sketches  the  building  of  the  new  navy 
down  to  the  summer  of  1894. 

Colonel  H.  G.  Prout's  second  article  about  En- 
glish railroads,  dealing  with  "English  Railroad 
Methods,"  appears  in  the  November  number  of 
Scribner's.  It  tells  of  the  various  qualifications, 
characteristics,  and  duties  of  railway  men. 

Mrs.  Oliphant,0  the  novelist,  has  just  lost  her  last 
surviving  son.  Though  a  chronic  invalid,  he  held 
the  place  of  sub-librarian  at  Windsor  Castle,  and 
wrote  for  the  Spectator  and  other  literary  papers. 

Since  the  death  of  Dr.  Oliver  Wendell  Holmes, 
the  demand  for  his  books  has  been  so  great  as  to 
exhaust  the  reserve  stock  held  by  his  publishers, 
and  the  presses  have  been  running  night  and  day 
in  an  unsuccessful  effort  to  catch  up  with  the  orders 


that  have  been  pouring  in  at  a  rapid  rate  from  all 
parts  of  the  country. 

"  Quiet  Stories  from  an  Old  Woman's  Garden" 
is  the  quaint  title  of  a  new  collection  of  short 
stories  published  by  F.  Warne  &  Co.  They  are 
from  the  pen  of  Alison  M'Lean,  and  are  described 
as  "  silhouettes  from  English  country  life  and 
character." 

An  exciting  foot-ball  story  — "  The  Generous 
Side,"  by  A.  T.  Dudley — and  an  article  by  Helen 
Marshall  North  on  "  The  Ancient  Game  of  Golf," 
are  among  the  features  of  the  November  St. 
Nicholas. 

The  Messrs.  Appleton  will  soon  issue  another 
volume  in  that  charming  series  of  foreign  classics 
in  which  have  appeared  "Colette,"  "  Picciola," 
and  "  An  Attic  Philosopher  in  Paris."  It  is  "  Paul 
and  Virginia,"  illustrated  by  Maurice  Leloir. 


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secrets  for  the  surgeon,  and,  a  surgeon  himself  as  well  as  a 
novelist,  the  author  has  made  a  most  artistic  use  of  the  mo- 
tives and  springs  of  action  revealed  to  him  in  a  field  of 
which  he  is  the  master. 

The  God  in  the  Car. 

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issue  now  ready  everywhere. 

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Great  American  Authors"  accounts  of  the  lives  of  Bryant,  Emerson, 
Longfellow,  Hawthorne,  Whittier,  Poe,  and  Lowell. 

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James  Otis's  serial  of  newsboy  life,  will  be  read  by  every  boy.  A  serial  story 
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10 


THE        ARGONAUT. 


November  5,  1894. 


When  one  sees  a  French  company  play  "The 
Ironmaster,"  one  notices,  among  other  things,  how 
extremely  French  the  piece  is  in  intention  and  at- 
mosphere ;  and  when  one  sees  an  English  com- 
pany play  it,  one  notices  this  even  more.  The 
modern  French  dramas  should  be  interpreted  by 
Gallic  talent.  You  never  really  know  what  the 
play  of  "  L'amille  "  is  till  you  have  seen  Bernhardt 
in  it.  To  understand  "  Frou-Frou,"  you  should 
see  it  played  by  French  players,  with  Jane  Hading 
at  their  head.  You  must  have  Coquelin  to  appre- 
ciate "  Thermidor,"  and  Rejane  to  enjoy  "  Madame 
Sans-G6ne." 

*' The  Ironmaster,"  though  it  is  a  drama  much 
affected  by  English  and  American  actresses,  ought 
to  be  played  by  actors,  who,  with  M.  Ohnet,  are 
members  of  the  politest  nation  in  the  world.  The 
heavy  English  style,  with  its  serious  directness  and 
its  ponderous  sincerity,  crushes  the  sentiment  and 
airy  charm  of  this  absolutely  French  and  extremely 
graceful  play.  It  is  a  singular  thing  that,  as  ex- 
ponents of  the  more  rajfint1  side  of  life  and  con- 
duct, the  English  actors  seem  to  be  so  unsuccessful. 
When  it  is  a  question  of  portraying  elementary 
emotions  and  great  passions,  they  are  always  effect- 
ive and  sometimes  splendidly  powerful.  But  in 
representing  the  finesses,  the  fleeting  shades  of 
feeling,  the  winning  graces  of  life,  their  art  is  crude, 
rough,  and  unbending. 

"The  Ironmaster,"  as  a  French  drama,  is  full  of 
these  little  outflowerings  of  sentiment  and  delicately 
gracious  touches  of  feeling.  One  of  the  most 
striking  is  in  that  scene  where  Philippe  gives  Claire 
the  pearl  necklace,  and,  clasping  it  round  her  neck, 
obeys  his  mother-in-law's  playful  command  to  kiss 
his  wife.  It  is  a  situation  of  intensely  romantic  in- 
terest. The  sensations  of  the  secretly  estranged 
husband  and  wife  should  be  shadowed  forth  with 
the  most  reserved  suggestion  of  emotion.  But  the 
English  Ironmaster  and  the  English  Claire  make 
quite  a  tragic  scene  of  it,  and  heave  such  deep, 
tempestuous  sighs  that  the  densest  of  mothers-in-law 
would  begin  to  think  there  was  something  rotten  in 
the  State  of  Denmark. 

The  part  of  Claire  de  Beauprd-  is  not  suitable  to 
Mrs.  Kendal,  either  in  her  style  as  an  artist  or  her 
appearance  as  a  woman.  The  English  star's  con- 
ception of  the  character  of  the  hot-headed,  im- 
petuous, passionate  young  aristocrat  was  evolved 
and  completed  long  before  the  days  of  ripened 
perceptions  and  intellectual  expansion  of  which 
her  Paula  Ray  gives  evidence.  Claire,  as  one  says 
of  a  painter's  work,  "  is  in  her  first  manner" — the 
laborious,  toilsome  manner,  with  much  regard  for 
detail,  little  spontaneity,  hard  self-consciousness, 
and  deliberate  measurement  of  effect,  which  is 
supposed  to  be  the  best  substitute  for  that  manner 
which  is  a  law  unto  itself,  and  which  is  the  sign- 
manual  of  genius. 

Mrs.  Kendal  is  a  woman  possessed  of  a  good  in- 
tellect, a  superb  physique,  and  an  unlimited  capac- 
ity for  hard  work.  People  of  this  class  can  achieve 
a  certain  measure  of  success  in  any  field  in  which 
they  choose  to  direct  their  energies.  Formerly  they 
kept  out  of  the  arts,  and  reached  high  places  in  the 
professions,  in  the  state,  and  sometimes  in  trade. 
Lately  they  have  invaded  Parnassus,  and,  with  the 
indomitable  energy  and  vital  force  which  marks  the 
breed,  have  rather  pushed  the  legitimate  dwellers 
on  those  ethereal  heights  into  the  background.  It 
is  the  hare  and  the  tortoise  over  again.  In  the 
dramatic  profession  particularly,  the  hares  are  al- 
ways getting  beaten  by  the  tortoises.  Mrs.  Ken- 
dal's methods  of  achieving  success  have  been  those 
of  the  tortoise.  Late  in  life— in  her  dramatic  life 
—she  gave  evidence  that  there  was  some  of  the 
blood  of  the  hare  in  her.  Her  Mrs.  Tanqueray  is 
a  genuine  artistic  production.  Her  Claire  de 
Beaupr*-  is  a  pastiche— a.  good  one,  of  course,  but 
still  a  pastiche. 

This  is  not  the  impulsive,  ardent,  brilliant  Claire 

whom  George  Ohnet  drew.     Mrs.  Kendal  has  not 

the  winsome  capriciousness,  the  wayward  charm  of 

youth.     She  is  a  respectable,   hard-working,  high- 

tempered  married  lady,  and  one  feels  it,  particularly 

whun  one  sees  her  acting  Mile,  de  Beaupre\     By  no 

effort  of    the    imagination    can    one    regard    this 

sedate,  dignified,  matronly  lady,  of  such  a  serene, 

maternal  type,  as  the  high-spirited,  willful,  fiery  girl, 

who,  in  a  moment  of  smarting  pain  and  wounded 

pride,  gives  her  hand  to  the  despised  and  unknown 

Ironmaster.      Could   Claire   ever   have  looked   so 

tranquil,  so  prosperous,  so  like  the  care-free  and 

1  me  matron,  whose  business  it  is  to  preside 

•lv  «-.er  one  of  those  stately  homes  of  Eng- 

1  lelicia  Hemans  admired  so  much  ?    It  is 

1    reconcile  the  lady's  appearance  and  style 


with  the  character  and  situation  that,  in  those  in- 
tense moments  when  she  gives  vent  to  her  wounded 
feelings  in  bursts  of  emotion,  one  is  inclined  to 
fancy  the  play  and  story  are  all  a  myth  and  that 
this  is  an  admirable  British  matron  thrown  into 
frantic  despair  by  hearing  that  on  the  eve  of  an  im- 
portant dinner-party  the  cook  has  given  warning. 

It  is  decidedly  a  pity  that  Mrs.  Kendal  should 
have  opened  her  second  week  with  "The  Iron- 
master." The  hostility  of  an  exceedingly  exasper- 
ated audience  was  not  placated  by  seeing  the  two 
English  artists  go  indifferently  and  sulkily  through 
their  parts  in  a  drama  which  is  nearly  as  well- 
known  here  as  "  Camille "  or  "Uncle  Tom's 
Cabin.*'  The  ill-feeling  of  the  audience,  meeting 
the  sullen  bad-humor  of  the  actors,  resulted  in  a 
general  feeling  of  irritability  and  frosty  disappro- 
bation, which  made  the  evening  anything  but  a 
cheerful  experience.  Had  the  Kendals  put  on 
"A  White  Lie"  instead,  there  is  some  possibility 
that  they  might  have  retrieved  their  shattered  sea- 
son, for  "  A  White  Lie  "  is  so  amusing,  and  they 
do  it  so  admirably,  that  the  enjoyment  of  witness- 
ing a  capital  performance  might  have  elevated  the 
audience  to  a  state  of  lofty  and  artistic  indifference 
to  the  ill-tempers  of  the  performers. 

"A  White  Lie"  is  called  on  the  play-bill  an 
original  comedy  by  Sydney  Grundy,  but  it  has 
very  much  the  appearance  of  having  originally 
been  made  in  France.  A  comedy  with  the  in- 
evitable three  parties — husband,  wife,  and  would- 
be  lover — a  comedy  in  which  two  married  ladies 
go  to  visit  a  bad,  brilliant,  unprincipled  officer  in 
his  rooms  at  an  inn,  are  by  him  concealed  in  two 
convenient  apartments,  and  are  there  discovered 
by  their  two  horror-stricken  husbands,  distinctly 
suggests  that  it  had  its  birth  in  the  land  of  Scribe 
and  Bisson.  The  English  play  looks  like  a  second 
birth — a  British  reincarnation  —  with  everything 
turning  out  quite  proper  and  conventional,  and  a 
great  deal  of  good,  jovial  humor  laid  over  it  all. 

There  is  no  sentiment  in  "  A  While  Lie."  There 
are  no  fine  shades  and  soft  flutterings  of  half-sug- 
gested loves  and  hates  about  it.  It  is  all  on  the 
surface — gay,  sunny,  exceedingly  jolly  in  its  broad, 
genial  bonhomie.  The  people-are  all  English  people, 
who  do  not  trouble  their  heads  about  being  mis- 
understood, or  slighted,  or  made  tools  of.  They 
live  in  those  large,  pleasant,  well-arranged  country- 
houses  that  one  is  perpetually  reading  about  in 
English  novels,  where  the  women  have  nothing  to 
do  but  drink  tea,  and  go  to  church,  and  take  walks, 
and  the  men  have  nothing  to  do  but  go  to  the 
stables  to  look  at  their  dogs  and  horses,  entertain 
the  vicar,  shoot  in  the  autumn,  and  hunt  at  some 
other  season — exactly  when  the  poor  American 
with  untutored  mind  does  not  really  know.  In 
our  fiery,  untamed  barbarism,  it  sounds  as  if  it 
might  be  rather  an  awful  existence  ;  but  as  it  has 
been  endured  for  so  many  hundreds  of  years,  it  is 
to  be  presumed  that  there  is  some  charm  about  it 
unknown  to  aliens. 

Here  against  this  agreeable  background,  in  these 
comfortable,  cozy  rooms— lived,  in  rooms  that  do 
not  look  as  if  some  artistic  decorator  had  been  let 
loose  to  work  his  wicked  will  upon  them— the  Ken- 
dals appear  to  be  suitably  placed  and  look  natural 
and  as  if  they  were  at  home.  Mrs.  Kendal  is 
especially  well-suited.  She  is  Mrs.  Desmond,  an 
eminently  cheerful,  sensible,  witty  married  lady, 
with  a  kind  heart,  a  good  temper,  and  a  strong 
sense  of  humor.  She  has  been  married  for  ten 
years  to  an  adoring  husband,  she  is  the  fond 
mother  of  an  enchanting  child,  she  is  the  head  of  a 
happy  home,  wherein  all  the  servants  are  incom- 
petent, but  are  retained  because— though  the  cook 
can  not  cook,  the  coachman  can  not  drive,  and 
the  lady's-maid  can  not  sew— they  are  such  good, 
faithful  souls,  and  never,  if  they  were  sent  away, 
would  be  able  to  get  other  places. 

No  character  could  be  better  adapted  to  show  off 
Mrs.  Kendal's  humorous  talents  than  this  one. 
Here  there  is  no  incongruity.  In  appearance  she 
is  Mrs.  Desmond,  a  handsome,  brilliant,  jolly 
matron,  full  of  fun,  full  of  wit,  full  of  honest  kind- 
liness, that,  if  at  times  a  little  intrusive  and  per- 
sistent, is  always  true  and  whole-souled.  In  char- 
acter the  part  is  also  admirably  fitted  to  her  partic- 
ular talents  and  to  the  limitations  of  her  tempera- 
ment. No  breath  of  sentiment  blurs  it.  There  is 
nothing  of  the  femme  inamtprise  about  Mrs.  Des- 
mond. 

There  is  very  little  sympathy  between  Mrs. 
Kendal  herself,  in  her  business-like,  burly,  British 
sturdiness— that  slurdiness  of  the  islander  with  his 
physical  diet  of  beef  and  beer,  and  his  mental  diet 
of  the  London  Times  and  the  Sunday  sermon  that 
is  "  twenty  minutes  in  length  and  no  depth  at  all" 
—and  the  high-strung,  fantastic,  complex  heroine 
of  the  New  Fiction  and  the  New  Drama.  Even  in 
Mrs.  Tanqueray— a  character  originally  acted  with 
much  attention  to  the  new  ideas  on  the  nerve-ruled 
temperaments  of  women— Mrs.  Kendal  chose  to 
eliminate  all  the  late  theories  from  her  characteriza- 
tion, and  gave  the  old-fashioned  type,  with  all  its 
broad,  animal  vigor  and  directness,  as  Hogarth 
might  have  painted  it  and  Defoe  written  it. 

In  Sir  John  Molyneux,  Mr.  Kendal  came  to  the 
front  a  little,  and  gave  a  clever  and  humorous 
picture  of  the  stupid,  sleepy,  good-natured  husband 
who  is  such  a  favorite  with  the  novelists.  Mr. 
Kendal  has  been  very  subdued  in  his  art  so  far. 
In  fact,  he  was  so  subdued  in  "The  Ironmaster" 


that  he  did  little  more  than  recite  his  lines,  and 
cross  the  stage  now  and  then,  and  sit  down  and  get 
up.  Philippe  Derblay  was  a  patient,  forbearing 
man,  and  he  had  great  control  over  himself,  and 
knew  how  to  be  more  dignified  than  a  Spanish 
hidalgo;  but  that  he  was  as  quiet  and  phlegmatic 
an  individual  as  Mr.  Kendal  made  him  out  to  be  is 
not  to  be  believed  of  a  hero— and  a  French  hero  at 
that.  About  Sir  John  Molyneux,  though  he  was 
always  going  to  sleep  and  thought  his  pair  of  cobs 
the  only  thing  of  much  interest  in  life,  there  was  a 
trifle  more  of  the  joy  of  living. 


"The  Gladiator"  is  the  play  in  which,  at  the  Cal- 
ifornia Theatre  on  Monday  evening,  Robert  Down- 
ing will  make  his  first  appearance  in  San  Francisco. 
Downing  is  an  American  actor  of  the  robust  school, 
and  disputes  with  Frederick  Warde  the  mantle  of 
Forrest  and  McCullough.  "The  Gladiator,"  a 
favorite  play  with  them,  deals  with  the  persecutions 
of  the  early  Christians  in  Rome  ;  the  opening  scene 
is  laid  in  the  catacombs,  and  in  the  arena  scene  is 
one  of  the  most  powerful  climaxes  in  dramatic 
literature.  Mr.  Downing  is  supported  by  Eugenie 
Blair,  who  is  well  known  here  through  her  work  in 
a  similar  capacity  in  Warde's  and  O'Neill's  com- 
panies. 

William  Greer  Harrison's  romantic  drama, 
"  Runnymede,"  was  read  before  the  ladies  of 
Sorosis  in  the  Maple  Hall  of  the  Palace  Hotel  last 
Tuesday  afternoon.  The  reading  of  the  play  by 
Leo  Cooper,  assisted  by  two  quartets  and  a  piano 
accompaniment  under  the  direction  of  Mr.  and 
Mrs.  H.  J.  Stewart,  was  greatly  enjoyed,  and  pre- 
dictions for  its  success  when  Warde  and  James 
produce  it  professionally  in  Boston  next  February 
were  heard  on  every  side. 


The  Kendals'  third  and  last  week  at  the  Baldwin 
begins  on  Monday  evening,  when  Tom  Taylor's 
drama,  "  Lady  Clancarty,"  will  be  presented.  The 
same  play  will  be  repeated  on  Tuesday,  Wednes- 
day, and  Thursday  evenings,  and,  on  Friday  even- 
ing and  Saturday  afternoon,  Sardou's  delightful 
comedy,  "  A  Scrap  of  Paper,"  will  be  given. 


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itable one  in  all  respects.  It  will  be  continued  for 
another  week  or  two. 


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The  Morris  County  Golf  Club,  near  Morristown, 
N.  J.,  is  run  exclusively  by  women,  and  men  are 
only  let  in  on  probation,  as  it  were,  by  paying  a 
good-sized  fee.  If  they  are  real  good  they  can  act 
as  sort  of  assistant  caddies  to  carry  the  fair  golfers' 
clubs  ;  but  under  no  circumstances  are  they  allowed 
to  have  anything  to  say  about  the  management  of 
the  club.  While  there  are  only  thirty-two  regular 
members  of  the  club,  there  are  various  other  forms 
of  membership,  such  as  limited,  associate,  and 
honorary.  The  limited  members  are  women  over 
eighteen  years  old  ;  the  associate  members  are 
men  over  twenty-one  years,  while  the  honorary  list 
is  composed  of  all  the  clergymen  in  the  township. 
The  regular  members,  however,  are  the  only  ones 
who  can  hold  office  or  have  a  vote.  The  club  in- 
dulged in  a  tournament,  a  few  days  ago,  which 
was  probably  the  first  women's  golf  tournament 
ever  held  in  this  country  and  which,  incidentally,  dis- 
played the  most  dazzling  array  of  golf  costumes  and 
capes  ever  seen  on  this  side  of  the  Atlantic.  "  Mrs. 
Arthur  Dean  was  the  first  of  the  contestants  to  step 
to  the  teeing  ground,"  says  a  reporter  ;  "she  had 
a  determined  air  and  a  confidence  born  of  the 
knowledge  that  she  possessed  one  of  the  prettiest 
costumes  on  the  ground.  It  consisted  of  a  red 
waist,  short  brown  skirt,  tan  shoes,  leggins,  and  a 
brown  golfing-cape.  Mrs.  J.  O.  H.  Pitney,  in  a 
striking  gray  costume,  trimmed  with  buckskin, 
came  next.  She  was  followed  by  Miss  Louise 
Field,  who  wore  a  dark-blue  skirt  and  white  outing- 
waist.  Then  came  Miss  Gertrude  Hoy,  a  sym- 
phony in  gray  and  pink,  followed  by  Mrs.  William 
Shippen,  in  a  dark-green  golfing-costume.  Mrs. 
Henry  P.  Phipps,  attired  in  blue,  with  a  Tam 
o'Shanter  hat,  followed.  Then  came  Miss  A. 
Howland  Ford,  with  a  brown  skirt,  red  waist,  and 
brown  golf-cape  trimmed  with  red  ;  and  last  came 
Miss  Lois  Raymond,  in  a  blue  and  white  waist  and 
dark-blue  skirt." 

If,  as  seems  to  be  the  case,  it  is  to  be  considered 
the  correct  thing  for  bride  and  bridegroom  to 
exchange  their  first  marital  kiss  at  the  altar,  it 
would  be  a  wise  thing  (says  the  Washington  Post) 
to  announce  the  fact  through  the  papers  before- 
hand, along  with  the  number  of  attendants,  list  of 
presents,  etc.  That  would  at  least  prepare  the 
wedding  friends  for  this  very  beautiful  observance. 
At  a  largely  attended  wedding  last  week,  when  the 
bridegroom,  at  the  conclusion  of  the  ceremony, 
kissed  his  bride,  from  all  quarters  of  the  crowded 
church  came  a  snicker,  which  was  the  more  sur- 
prising on  account  of  the  well-bred  looks  of  the 
gathering.  On  another  occasion,  the  bride  herself 
was  taken  by  surprise  and  started  back  in  alarm 
when  her  newly  made  husband  wished  to  enter  upon 
his  lately  acquired  privileges  on  the  spot. 

Mrs.  Frances  A.  Doughty,  who  was  born  in 
Missouri  and  has  lived  many  years  in  Virginia,  de- 
scribes in  the  Forum  the  impression  left  upon  her 
mind  by  a  sojourn  of  some  duration  in  Boston. 
She  recognizes  that  at  the  root  of  the  Boston 
woman's  peculiarities  lies  a  sociological  fact. 
There  are  not  men  enough  to  go  around.  The  re- 
lations between  the  sexes  are  more  romantic  and 
picturesque  in  the  Southern  States  than  they  are 
in  New  England.  Boston  girls,  she  says,  "stop 
dancing  in  the  early  twenties."  We  are  at  the  same 
time  assured- that,  if  a  real  lover  at  last  turns  up, 
he  makes  a  deep  impression  on  one  of  these  same 
Boston  maidens  ;  and,  if  she  accepts  him,  she 
makes  "  a  devoted,  if  not  a  demonstrative,  wife." 
Should  she  be  constrained,  on  the  other  hand,  to 
reject  a  suitor's  overtures,  she  does.it  with  due  con- 
sideration for  his  feelings.  The  compliment  is 
more  highly  appreciated  than  at  the  South,  where 
a  girl  has  too  many  offers  to  see  in  them  anything 
but  commonplace  and  involuntary  tributes  to  her 
charms.  Another  thing  which  Mrs.  Doughty  rec- 
ognizes as  characteristic  of  the  Boston  woman,  is 
her  capacity  when  married  for  attending  to  both 
the  mental  and  material  wants  of  her  house- 
hold. This  is  attributed  partly  to  her  being  less 
emotional  and  impulsive  than  many  of  her  sex. 
It  seems  to  strike  the  Southerner  in  Boston  as  an 
incongruity  that  book  learning  should  be  so  much 
more  widely  diffused  than  politeness.  Mrs.  Doughty 
noticed  that  among  persons  who  had  had  the  best 
school  training,  but  not  the  best  early  social  ad- 
vantages, the  heart  and  the  manners  were  not  culti- 
vated up  to  the  level  of  the  brain.  Thus  she  found 
that  a  neighbor  at  a  boarding-house  table  might 
discuss  altruism  with  unction,  yet  "require  several 
months  of  proximity  for  his  civilities  to  reach  the 
point  of  passing  the  vinegar- cruet."  These  pain- 
ful surprises,  we  are  told,  rarely  occur  in  "  Dixie," 
where,  although  education  is  less  generally  dis- 
tributed, it  is  more  apt  to  be  symmetrically  devel- 
oped in  the  individual.  Bostonians,  we  learn,  are 
hospitable  to  strangers  if  they  consider  them  worth 
knowing,  but  it  is  pointed  out  that  the  survival  of 
the  Puritan  temperament  makes  them  afraid  of 
being  too  pleasant,  lest  they  should  lapse  into  in- 
sincerity. This  habit  of  self-restraint  frequently 
causes  a  lack  of  spontaneity,  a  stiffness  and 
heaviness  in  drawing  -  rooms.  The  element  of 
graciousness,  considered  the  prime  desidera- 
tum in  Southern  home  training,  is  too  often 
missing.     Recalling    the  custom   of    treating  gov- 


ernesses as  equals  in  Southern  families,  where 
they  share  the  social  privileges  of  the  house, 
the  writer  in  the  Forum  considers  it  an  inconsist- 
ency in  "suburban  Bostonians  of  high  degree" 
that  they  relegate  to  a  subordinate  position  in  their 
homes  the  chosen  inculcators  of  the  culture  they  so 
highly  prize.  Mrs.  Doughty  opines  that  "this  is 
very  English,"  and  she  adds  that  the  best  way  to 
make  a  favorable  first  impression  on  Bostonians  of 
a  certain  set  is  to  mistake  them  for  Englishmen. 
The  imitation  is  pronounced  "  not  bad,"  and  par- 
ticular reference  is  made  to  "the  rough  suit,  the 
unbecoming  hat,  the  arms  akimbo,  as  if  hung  by 
loose  springs  to  the  shoulders,  and,  last  but  not 
least,  the  basso  profundo  enunciation,  the  long  a 
being  de  ngueur."  We  are  assured  that  some  Bos- 
tonese  out-English  the  English  by  pronouncing 
and  as  if  the  vowel  were  the  a  in  father.  Finally, 
our  Southern  on-looker  avers  that  a  female  anglo- 
maniac  of  Boston  not  long  ago  asked  an  American 
naval  officer  if  he  did  not  think  the  British  flag  the 
most  glorious  one  to  sail  under ! 


The  relations  of  the  modern  guest  and  his  fash- 
ionable hostess,  as  pictured  in  the  New  York 
Tribune,  axe  entirely  Jin  de  sibcle :  "'I  hear  you 
have  been  stopping  at  my  daughter-in-law's  hotel,' 
said  a  caustic  old  lady  to  a  young  man  who  had 
just  returned  from  Newport.  '  I  beg  pardon,'  an- 
swered the  youth,  rather  bewildered.  'Oh,  I  do 
not  consider  it  as  a  private  house,"  went  on  Mme. 
Mere,  '  where  the  guests  make  their  own  engage- 
ments, pay  their  own  carriage  bills  and  subscrip- 
tions, and  come  and  go  without  consulting  or  being 
consulted  by  their  hostess.'  '  I  want  to  get  up  a 
dinner-party  for  next  Saturday,'  remarked  the 
chatelaine  of  a  palatial  cottage  by  the  sea  to  a  lot  of 
young  men  who  were  stopping  with  her  ;  '  I  hope 
some  of  you  are  dining  at  home?  '  And  with  one 
accord  they  all  began  to  make  excuses.  All  were 
engaged  at  various  houses,  except  one." 


The  Scheel  Concerts  at  the  Auditorium  continue 
to  enjoy  unabated  popularity.  The  opening  of  the 
Baldwin  has  not  reduced  its  audiences,  and  the  ex- 
cellent programmes  presented  still  attract  people  to 
the  full  capacity  of  the  house. 


DCCLXXX.— Bill  of  Fare   for    Six   Persons,   Sun- 
day, November  4,  1894. 
Puree  of  Green  Peas. 
Fried  Flounder.     Fried  Potatoes  en  Julienne. 
Broiled  Quail  on  Toast. 
Salsify  Fritters. 
Roast  Pork,  Apple  Sauce. 
Lettuce. 
Pumpkin  Pie.     Orange  County  Cheese. 
Coffee. 
Fried    Potatoes    en  Julienne. — Pare  ten   medium- 
sized  potatoes,  cut  them  in  long,  thin  strips,  wash  them, 
then  dry   them  in  a  napkin  ;  fry  them  in  plenty  of  hot 
lard  on  a  quick  fire,  and,  when  a  light  brown,  drain  them, 
sprinkle  with  salt,  and  serve. 


—  Knox's  Sparkling  Gelatine  received 
the  only  medal  at  World's  Fair.  The  new  granu- 
lated package  dissolves  in  two  minutes.  Makes  one 
pint  more  jelly  than  shred.     Ask  your  grocer  for  it. 


The  Value  of  Good  Bread 

Is  appreciated  by  every  one,  but  so  few  are  able  to 
secure  uniformly  good  results.  This  is  often  due 
to  the  fact  that  when  milk  is  used  the  character  of 
it  is  exceedingly  variable  ;  by  using  Borden's  Peer- 
less Brand  Evaporated  Cream  you  will  overcome 
this  difficulty.     Try  it. 


■  Cooper's  engravers  have  no  equal. 


-H.  C.  Massie — Dentist, 

Removed  to  231  Post  Street, 
Rooms  12,  13,  and  14. 


—  S.  &  G.  Gump,  113  Geary  Street,  have 
just  received  some  elegant  novelties  in  art  goods, 
bronzes,  and  marble  statuary. 


—  Go    to    Swain's    Dining-room,    Sutter 
Street,  near  Kearny,  for  a  fine  lunch  or  dinner. 


-Cooper's  engravers  have  no  equal. 


Goldstein — "You  can't  ask  her  to  marry  you 
negxt  veek,  ven  you  only  put  the  tiamond  on  her 
finger  last  night."  Heimgoetter — "  I've  got  to  do 
it  ;  it's  redeemable  veek  after  negxt." — Puck. 


Awarded 
Highest  Honors — World's  Fair. 


DR 


w  CREAM 

BAKING 
POWDER 

MOST  PERFECT   MADE. 

A  pure  Grape  Cream  of  Tartar  Powder.    Free 
from  Ammonia,  Alum  or  any  other  adulterant 

40  YEARS  THE  STANDARD. 


lURR^ 

Florida 


n  gNsjff  'p£RPjW" 


FOR  HANDKERCHIEF,  TOILET  &  BATH. 


A  little  smoother 

A  little  more  durable 

A  little  higher  priced 

Tadella  AlloyecUZink  Pens 

are  ■worth  trying  and  are  cheapest  in  the  end 

Samples,  20  Styles,  IO  Cents 
TADELLA    PEN    COMPANY 

74  FIFTH  AVENUE,         SEW  TOKK  CITY 
Sold  in  25  cent  and  S1.25  boxes,  postpaid 


Hofmann's  Great  Painting-, 

CHRIST  IN  GETHSEMANE, 

Will    be    exhibited    in    the 
Gallery   of 

W.  K.  VICKERY, 

324  Post  St.,  San  Francisco, 

For  three  weeks,  beginning 
October  14,  1894. 


All  Through  the  Winter 

Commencing  Early  in  November. 

LOOK    OUT     FOR 

THE  ELECTKIC  CASCADES. 
CALCUTTA  DEKEY. 

VENICE  RESTORED. 

ELAINE. 

LURLINE  BATHS 


Turn  it 
Upside  down : 

It  won't  hurt  it. 

There  are  no  dregs  or  sedi- 
ment at  the  bottom. 

Drinkers    of    Evans'    India 

Pale  Ale  know  that    and 

do    not    hesitate    to 

drain  the  bottle. 

A  sensitive  stomach  that  is  nause- 
ated with  cloudy  ale,  appreci- 
ates Evans'  India  Pale  Ale — 
No  Sediment. 

When  two  years  old  it  is  properly 
bottled  by  experts  and  will  keep 
in  any  climate. 

There  is  no  other  Ale  "just  as 
good"  as  Evans'. 

Order  through  your  dealer. 

C.  H.  Evans  &  Sons, 

IT  iid  him  .  New  York. 


Mrs.  Kate  Johnson's 

COLLECTION 

By  order  of  the  Exeeutors  of  the  Estate  of 

MRS.  KATE  JOH>SO>T, 

Deceased,  and  the  Directors  of  the  Mary's 
Help  Hospital  and  by  order  of  the  Probate 
Court,  the  personal  property  of  said  estate, 
collected  at  a  cost  of  over 

ssso,ooo 


WE   WILL   SELL 


AT  AUCTION 

—  IX  — 

GOLDEN  GATE  HALL 

Sutter,  near  Jones   Street, 
—  COMMENCING  ON  — 

THURSDAY,    NOV.   8,   '94 

Continuing  daily  until  and  Including 
(  Sunday  Excepted  ) 

THURSDAY,  NOV.    15,   '94 


Auction  Sale  Every  Day 


2     o'clock    Afternoons    and    7:30 
o'clock  Evenings. 


Public  Free  Exhibition 

WEDNESDAY,  NOV.  7,  1894, 

From   9  o'clock  A.  M.  to  11  o'clock  P.  M., 

and  every    morning    during    the   sale 

from  9  A.  M.  to  1  o'clock  P.M. 


THE  COLLECTION  COMPRISES 

OIL,  WATER  COLOR,  AND 
PASTEL  PAINTINGS. 

ARTISTS— M.  de  Munkacsy,  Von  Thonen,  Jas.  L. 
Hyppolite,  Bellange,  Jozef  Brandt,  T.  B.  Huet,  W. 
Cray,  Van  Marcke,  Julian  Dnpre,  Ed  Moran,  Hans 
Markat,  H.  H.  Moore,  C.  Kahlar,  T.  Hill,  Theo. 
Wores,  Wm,  Keith,  Edwin  Deakin,  and  many  others. 


MAGNIFICENT  BRONZE  and  MARBLE  STATUES 

By  the  best  European  Sculptors. 

Magnificent  Solitaire  Diamonds, 

The  Exquisite    Empress   Eugenie,    seventeen    Diamonds 
(square  cut)  Necklace. 

Kuby,  Opal,  Sapphire,  and  other  valuable  stones 
in  Pins  and^Rings  and  other  high-cost  Jewelry. 

Superb  Mantel  Clocks. 

Venetian  High  Art. 

Elaborately  Carved  .Wood  Furniture  and 
Life-Sized  Figures. 

.French  Bronze  and  Italian  Marble  Bu*ts, 
Statuettes,  Ornaments. 

Magnificent  Cutlery  and  Silverware. 

Elegant  Ivory  Carvings. 

Exquisite  Royal  Tapestries. 

Beautiful  Crystal  Cut  and  Bohemian  Glass- 
ware. 

Magnificent  Persian,  Indian,  and  Turkish 
Ku  gs . 

Handsome  French  and  other  Laces. 

Elaborate  Ivory,  Wood,  and  Antique  Silver 
Crosses. 

Venetian  Porch  Lantern*. 

Kingsborough's  Mexican  Antiquities  —  9 
yols.,  very  expensive.  ,         • 


HD   AN    BMDLBS! 


NUMBER    OF  — 


OBJETS    DART. 


We  earnestly  request  all  intending  buyers  to  examine 
these  choice  articles  carefully,  as  hundreds  of  them — 
singly — reach  in  value  into  the  thousands  of  dollars,  and 
it  is  no  doubt  one  of  the  choicest  collections  on  the 
Pacific  Coast. 

N.  B.— Every  article  in  this  sale  be! 
tion. 

EASTON,  ELPRI1' 


12 


THE        ARGONAUT. 


November  5,  1894. 


HER    BLOOMERS    DIDN'T    FIT. 


Miss  Bogert's  Experience  with  a  Man  Tailor. 


Exhibit  A  in  Justice  John  Patterson's  court,  in 
Brooklyn,  next  week  will  show  why  Miss  Sylvia 
Bogert  quit  the  dress-reformers,  and  why  Tailor 
Ralph  A.  Clarke  has  made  his  last  pair  of  bicycle- 
bloomers. 

Miss  Sylvia  Bogert  is  twenty  years  old.  She  is  a 
pretty  brunette,  short  but  graceful,  with  large, 
brown  eyes,  which  shone  with  anger  as  she  ex- 
plained her  trials  as  a  dress-reformer.  She  belongs 
to  a  family  well  known  in  theatrical  and  musical 
circles.  When  she  came  out  on  a  wheel,  she  found 
herself  embarrassed  by  flowing  skirts.  When  her 
dress  got  entangled  with  the  spokes  of  her  wheel, 
her  attention  was  turned  to  dress  reform.  One  day 
last  summer,  she  saw  this  sign  : 

;  LADIES'   BICYCLE    BLOOMERS  '. 

I  A    SPECIALTY. 

Miss  Bogert  stopped  the  wheel  in  front  of  the 
sign  and  told  Ralph  A.  Clarke,  tailor,  that  she 
wanted  some  bloomers. 

"All  right,"  said  Mr.  Clarke,  "that  is  our 
specialty,  and  we  can  fit  you  out." 

"  But  I  want  them  different  from  the  bloomers 
worn  by  other  girls,"  said  Miss  Bogert,  and  then 
she  proceeded  to  explain  that  she  wanted  these 
queer  garments  made  of  navy  blue  extra  heavy 
storm  serge.  She  insisted  that,  for  satisfactory 
reasons,  the  bloomers  should  be  lined  with  chamois 
leather,  and  that,  in  place  of  buttons  and  hooks, 
there  should  be  laces  on  each  side  to  hold  the 
bloomers  to  her  body.  She  wanted  long  strips  of 
broad  black  braid  on  the  sides,  and  four  pockets, 
including  one  on  each  hip.  Finally,  she  was  very 
particular  in  explaining  that  there  should  be  an 
extra  heavy  lining  of  chamois  leather  in  that  part 
of  the  bloomers  where  the  exigencies  of  wheeling 
demanded  extra  strength. 

Tailor  Clarke  thought  that  the  contract  was  an 
easy  one,  and  he  told  Miss  Bogert  that  the  bloom- 
ers could  be  made  for  eleven  dollars. 

"  Now  the  next  step  is  to  get  a  correct  measure- 
ment," he  said. 

Miss  Bogert  said  nothing.  She  did  not  know 
what  to  say,  because  she  had  never  been  measured 
for  bloomers  by  a  man.  When  the  tailor  pro- 
duced a  tape  measure  she  gave  a  quick  gasp,  but 
grew  composed  when  the  tailor  said  : 

"You  can  just  step  behind  that  curtain  and 
measure  yourself." 

She  followed  a  few  simple  instructions  given  by 
the  tailor,  and  went  home.  On  August  3d  the 
bloomers  arrived  at  her  fiat.  On  the  next  day  the 
bloomers  were  returned  to  the  tailor  with  this  note  : 

Dear  Mr.  Clarke:  Kindly  note  that  there  is  an  evi- 
dent discrepancy  between  my  measurements  and  the  in- 
describable things  that  you  have  sent  me.  I  also  call 
your  attention  to  the  fact  that  you  have  not  sufficiently 
strengthened  the  parts  where  the  chief  wear  and  tear  will 
take  place.  Sincerely,  Sylvia  Bogert. 

Mr.  Clarke  changed  the  measurements  of  the 
garments  and  added  more  padding.  Back  came 
the  bloomers  from  the  Sonora  flats  with  this  note 
pinned  on  the  hip-pocket : 

Dear  Mr.  Clarke;  I  object  to  looking  like  a  con- 
temporary of  Hendrix  Hudson.  Make  me  look  like  a 
modern  American  woman,  please.     Sincerely, 

Sylvia  Bogert. 

Mr.  Clarke  made  one  more  effort  to  make  Miss 
Bogert  "look  like  a  modern  American  woman," 
but  the  bloomers  were  returned,  with  another  note  : 

Dear  Mr.  Clarke  :  I  am  afraid  that  you  will  think 
that  I  am  hard  to  please,  but  the  bloomers  are  somewhat 
tight  where  they  should  be  loose,  and  absurdly  loose 
where  no  fullness  is  needed.  I  am  tired  of  complaining, 
and  unless  you  can  make  them  to  my  satisfaction,  I  shall 
'  not  take  them.  Please  look  up  my  measurements  once 
more.  Sincerely,         Svlvia  Bogert. 

Mr.  Clarke  is  a  patient  man,  and,  although  quite 
as  tired  of  hearing  Miss  Bogert's  complaints  as  she 
was  tired  of  complaining,  he  made  more  changes 
and  asked  Miss  Bogert  to  measure  the  bloomers 
for  the  purpose  of  unifying  her  measurements. 
She  replied  by  returning  the  bloomers  again,  and 
writing  a  lot  of  criticisms  about  plaits,  gores,  darts, 
and  so  forth.  Then  Tailor  Clarke  got  angry.  He 
had  lost  several  pounds  and  aged  so  rapidly  that 
his  friends  became  alarmed.  He  threw  the  bloom- 
ers in  a  corner  of  his  store  and  took  down  the  sign 
from  the  window.  There  would  be  no  more 
specialties  in  the  line  of  bloomers  at  his  place. 

He  then  notified  Miss  Bogert  that  she  would 
have  to  pay  for  the  bloomers  whether  she  liked 
them  or  not.  Mr.  Clarke  consulted  his  lawyer, 
John  A.  Anderson,  and  began  a  suit  against  Miss 
Bogert  to  recover  eleven  dollars,  the  price  of  the 
bloomers. 

Miss  ^  Bogert  told  a  reporter  that  the  bloomers 
were  all  wrong.  "  In  the  first  place,"  she  said, 
"  they  did  not  fit.  They  were  loo  light  where- 
well,  they  did  not  fit  at  all.  I  suppose  Mr.  Clarke 
thought  1  would  take  off  my  skirls  when  I  made 
the  measurements  behind  the  curtain  ;  but  1  didn't 
do  it.  Then,  again,  they  were  not  lined  as  I 
ordered.  You  see,  that  chamois-leather  lining  was 
my  own  idea.  I  wanted  to  wear  the  bloomers  in 
the  fall,  and — well,  I  did  not  want  any  more  clothes 
if  'hem,  that's  all.  Then  the  lining  was  so 
.  that— yon  see  this  is  a  delicate  subject— 
etter  to  Mr.  Clarke  explains  that.     But  1 


am  going  to  stick  to  skirts  for  bicycling,  and  I  am 
done  with  dress  reform." — New  York  Sun. 


THE    SECOND    MR.    TANQUERAY. 


ACT  FIRST. 

Scene. — Dinner  at  the  second  Mr.  Tanqueray's 
chambers. 

Mr.  Tanqueray— I  say,  fellows,  I  am  going  to 
marry  a  bold,  bad  woman.  You  all  know  her. 
Here's  her  jolly  good  health  ! 

Guests — Hum  !  Ha!  We  wish  you  joy,  old 
boy  !     [Exeunt.] 

Mrs.  Kendal  [runs  in  girlishly]  — Oh,  you 
naughty,  naughty  thing ! 

Mr.  Tanqueray— Why,  that's  just  what  I  was 
saying  about  you,  darling  ! 

Mrs.  Kendal — Was  it,  indeed?  Well,  come 
along.  We'll  be  married  to-morrow  anyhow,  and 
then  you'll  see  what  you  shall  see  ! 

Mr.  Tanqueray— Oh,  dear  me  !    \Weeps.\ 


act  second. 
Scene.— Country-house  of  the  Tanqueray's. 

Mrs.  Kendal — How  dull  this  life  is  !  I  wish  I 
had  stayed  a  bad  woman  ! 

Mr.  Tanqueray — Don't,  darling  !  I  have  sent 
to  the  convent  for  my  daughter  Ellean  to  make 
things  livelier  for  you. 

Ellean  [enters  C]  —  How  de  do,  daddy  ? 
Ah  I  why  do  I  instinctively  shrink  from  that 
woman  ? 

Mr.  Tanqueray— Oh,  dear  me  !    [Weeps.] 

Mrs.  Kendal — Well,  this  is  a  lively  party  ! 
Now,  I'm  going  to  invite  some  of  my  old  music- 
hall  pals  to  come  here. 

Mr.  Tanqueray — Please  be  good  and  don't. 

Mrs.  Kendal— Then  will  you  send  that  girl  off 
to  Paris  for  some  fellow  to  fall  in  love  with  her  ? 

Mr.  Tanqueray— I  will— I  will.  Oh,  dear 
me  !     [Weeps  some  more.] 

ACT  THIRD. 

Mrs.  Kendal— Well,  Ellean  has  gone  to  Paris, 
and  I  have  intercepted  her  letters,  and  my  old  pal, 
Lady  Orreyed,  and  her  old  pal  are  here,  and  yet  I 
am  not  happy.  Heigho  !  How  dull  it  is  to  be 
good  ! 

Lady  Orreyed  [to  her  husband] — You  are  as 
drunk  as  a  lord. 

Lord  Orreyed  [Hie.]— You're  another. 

Mrs.  Kendal— Take  him  to  bed  and  let  him 
sleep  it  off.  I  want  to  be  good,  so  that  Ellean  will 
love  me. 

Mr.  Tanqueray— Oh,  dear  me  !    [Weeps.] 


ACT  FOURTH. 

Ellean — Mon  pere,  I  'ave  joost  arrive"  from 
Paree,  et  I  loove  ze  Capiiaine  Ardale  passionn£- 
ment. 

Mr.  Tanqueray— Oh,  dear  me  !  [Weeps again 
and  exits.] 

Captain  Ardale  [outside  window]  —  Peek- 
a-boo  1 

Ellean — You  "ere,  my  own  brav'  garcon ! 
Wait !  I  will  see  you  later.  [Exits  as  Mrs.  Ken- 
dal enters.] 

Captain  Ardale— Hello,  Dolly !  What  are 
you  doing  here  ? 

Mrs.  Kendal — I  am  Ellean's  step-mother, 
Cappy,  dear  ! 

Captain  Ardale  [whistles]— Here's  a  rum  go  ! 

Mrs.  Kendal— That  was  a  nice  little  flat  where 
we  kept  house.     Wish  I  was  back  there  with  you  ! 

Captain  Ardale — Hush  up  !  I  want  to  marry 
Ellean.     What  are  you  going  to  do  about  it? 

Mrs.  Kendal— Don't  know.  Guess  I'll  go  and 
kill  myself.     [Exits.] 

Captain  Ardale— Good  I 

Ellean  [running  in] — Oh,  mon  Dieu  !  Oh, 
mon  pere  !  My  step-mother — I  don't  know  the 
French  for  it. 

Captain  Ardale — Belle-mere  ;  but  no  matter  ! 
Go  on  ! 

Ellean— She  has  killed  herself. 

Mr.  Tanqueray — Oh,  dear  me  !    [Weeps.] 

Captain  Ardale — Are  you  sure  she  is  quite 
dead  and  can't  tell  on  me  ? 

Ellean — Dead  as — how  you  say  him  in  French  ? 
— as  one  mackereel. 

Captain  Ardale — Then  come  to  my  arms  and 
let  us  ask  the  second  Mr.  Tanqueray  to  give  us  a 
father's  blessing.     [Curtain,] 


The  best  anodyne  for  the  cure  of  bronchitis  is 
Ayer's  Cherry  Pectoral.  It  gives  prompt  relief, 
followed  by  certain  cure. 


—  You  can  remove  superfluous  hair  from 
face,  neck,  and  arms  in  five  minutes  with  Nudene, 
without  pain  or  injury  to  the  skin.  Send  for  cir- 
cular. Agents  wanted.  Nudene  Manufacturing 
Company,  216  Front  Street,  San  Francisco. 


—  Ladies  do  not  fail  to  inspect  the  new 
and  beautiful  designs  in  fine  Haviland  porcelain 
ware  just  received  from  Limoges,  France,  at  S.  & 
G.  Gump's,  113  Geary  Street. 


Dr.  E.  O.  Cochrane,  Dentist,  850  Market, 
cor.  Stockton  (over  drug  store).    Office  hours,  9  to  5. 


— Coopers  engravers  have  no  equal. 


THE    LATEST    VERSE. 


Indian  Summer. 
Back  from  the  skies,  again  does  Beauty's  flame 

Consume  the  gods  that  on  the  good  earth  be  ; 

All  things,  pricked  to  the  quick  with  witchery, 
Look,  longing,  up  the  lovely  way  she  came, 
Echoes  of  May  say  over  her  dear  name. 

Ay,  every  month  has  sent  its  delicacy — 

Deft-woven,  distilled,  low-voiced,  to  smell,  or  see, 
Or  hear— till  June  herself  is  put  to  shame. 
The  rarer  birds  and  blooms  were  hardly  sweet 

And  fair  enough  to  mingle  with  the  ha2e 
That  rings  the  hill,  nor  greenest  leaves  were  meet 

To  trim  these  phantom  trees ;  no  wind  that  plays 
Could  now  touch  soft  enough.     The  hours,  so  fleet, 

With  slower  step  lead  on  the  wildered  days. 
—John  Vance  Chctuy  in  November  Atlantic. 

The  Conqueror. 
To  his  dead  heart  alone  I  will  surrender  ; 

He,  whom  death  conquered,  now  has  conquered  me. 
I  held  my  fortress  like  a  brave  defender — 

Now  it  stands  open  for  the  world  to  see. 

There  was  a  castle  once,  in  ancient  story, 

Besieged  by  one  so  noble  in  his  fame, 
That  when  he  died  the  people  thought  it  glory 

To  yield  him  what  no  living  knight  could  claim. 

So,  as  he  lay,  in  dented  armor  sleeping — 

A  hero,  after  wearing  strife  at  ease — 
They  gathered  near,  and  gave  into  his  keeping, 

Safe  in  bis  mailed  hand,  their  castle  keys. 

So  do  I  yield  to-day  to  you,  my  lover — 
Who  died  before  my  hard  heart's  frowning  wall, 

And  never  knew  its  harshness  did  but  cover 
Only  a  longing  to  surrender  all. 

Here  are  the  keys,  the  last  reserve  is  broken — 
What  does  it  matter  now  since  all  is  past  ? 

Let  all  men  hear,  and  know  that  by  this  token 
1  loved  you  only,  loved  you  first  and  last. 

— Bessie  Chandler  in  November  Scribner's. 


The  Dead  Poet— Oliver  Wendell  Holmes. 
Sombred,  the  rare  light  of  this  fair  October ; 

One,  loved  of  all,  in  that  he  loved  all  men, 
Hath  drifted  out — toll,  bells,  in  cadence  sober — 

Hath  drifted  out  beyond  our  utmost  ken. 

Poet,  he  trod  earth's  chaffering  market-places 
In  singing  robes,  his  strain  the  lark's  note  nigh  ; 

Serene  and  sweet,  a  lane  of  anxious  faces 

Smoothed  out  their  troubles  as  his  step  passed  by. 

Philosopher,  the  wisdom  of  the  ages. 
Filtered  and  sparkling,  he  had  made  his  own  ; 

In  various  moods,  his  white  and  gleaming  pages 
Caught  inspiration  from  the  morning's  zone. 

No  shaft  of  his  was  tipped  with  any  malice  ; 

No  word  embittered  left  that  smiling  lip  ; 
Alike  to  struggling  souls  in  cot  or  palace 

His  genial  wit  brought  brave  good-fellowship. 

His  sun  goes  down  to-day  in  cloudless  splendor. 

'Tis  we  who  linger  in  the  lonesome  shade, 
Missing  henceforth  the  music  gay  and  tender, 

The  throbbing  blitheness  of  the  tunes  he  played. 

Last  of  the  minstrel  throng  we  held  in  honor, 
Ay,  last  and  dearest,  with  hushed  hearts  we  lay 

Our  votive  wreaths,  where  veiled,  a  pall  upon  her. 
She  sits,  his  grieving  city  by  the  Bay. 

— Margaret  E.  San-gstcr  in  Harper's  Weekly. 


—  Cooper's  engravers  have  no  equal. 


"What's  the  difference  between  a  man  and  i 
mad  dog  ?"  "  Whatever  the  man  can  make  it."- 
Philadelphia  Record. 


No  matter  what  burner  or 
lamp  you  use,  do  you  get  the 
right  chimney  for  it? 

Write  Geo  A  Macbeth  Co, 
Pittsburgh,  Pa,  for  "Index  to 
Chimneys." 

Pearl  glass,  pearl  top,  tough 
glass. 


Unexcelled  In  Appointments. 
Unsurpassed  in  Cuisine. 

THE    PALACE    HOTEL 


GUESTS  ENTERTAINED  ON  EITHER 

THE  AMERICAN  OR  EUROPEAN 

PLAN. 


THE   GRILL    ROOM 

A  UNIQUE  INNOVATION. 

Is  the  Most  Elegant   Dining   Apartment  for 
Men  in  San  Francisco. 

Rates  Moderate. 


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PINE    AND    JONES    STS. 

New,    Elegantly   furnished    Family    Hotel. 

STRICTLY    FIRST-CLASS. 

Central  to  all  lines  of  car*. 


"  I  haven't  had 

a  bit  of  trouble  get- 
ting binding  to 
match  my  new  Fall 
gowns;  I  • 

use  the 
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Bias 

Velveteen 

Skirt 

Binding 

which   come    in    all    shades  and 
last  as  long  as  the  skirt." 

Look  for  "S.  H.  &  M."  First  Quality  on  the  h.bel  of 
every  bolt  you  buy.    Accept  no  substitute. 


ML  VERNON  COMPANY,  BALTIMORE 

The  undersigned  having  been  appointed  AGENTS 
FOR  THE  PACIFIC  COAST  for  the  sale  of  the  manu- 
factures of  above  company,  have  now  in  store : 

SAIL  DUCK— ALL  NUMBERS; 
HYDRAULIC— ALL  NUMBERS  ; 
DRAPER  AND  WAGON  DUCK, 

From  30  to  120  inches  wide  ;  and  a  complete  assortment 
of  all  qualities.  283£-inch  Dock,  from  7  Ounces 
to  15  Ounces,  inclusive. 

MURPHY,  GRANT  &  CO. 


Banks. 


THE  BAXK  OF  CALIFORNIA, 

SAN    FRANCISCO. 


Capital 83,000,000  00 

Snrplusand  Undivided  Profits    3,158,129  70 

October  1,  1894. 


William  Alvord ..  President 

Charles  R.  Bishop Vice-President 

Thomas  Brown Cashier 

S.  Prestiss  Smith Assistant  Cashier 

Irving  F.  Moulton 2d  Assistant  Cashier 

Allen-  M.  Clay Secretary 


CORRESPONDENTS : 


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London Messrs.  N.  M.  Rothschild  &  Sons 

Paris Messrs.  De  Rothschild  Freres 

Virginia  City,  Nev Agency  of  the  Bank  of  California 

CWtr-^rr  '  Union  National  Bank 

L'lucago i  Illinois  Trust  and  Savings  Bank 

St.  Louis Boatmen's  Bank 

Australia  and  New  Zealand Bank  of  New  Zealand 

China,  Japan,  and  India    Chartered  Bank  of  India, 

Austialia,  and  China 


Letters  of  Credit  issued  available  in  all  parts  of  the  world. 

Draw  direct  on  New  York,  Boston,  Chicago.  St.  Louis, 
Salt  Lake,  Denver,  Kansas  City,  New  Orleans,  Portland, 
Or.,  Los  Angeles,  and  on  London,  Paris,  Berlin,  Ham- 
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holm, Christiana,  Melbourne,  Sydney,  Auckland,  Hong 
Kong,  Shanghai,  Yokohama.  Genoa,  and  all  cities  in  Italy. 


California  Safe  Deposit  and 
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PAID-UP  CAPITAL SI  ,000,000 


Corner  Montgomery  and  California  Sts.,  S.  F. 

J.  D.  Fry,  President.    Henry  Williams.  Vice-President. 
J.  Dalzell  Brown,  Secretary  and  Treasurer. 


This  Company  is  authorized  bylaw  to  act  as  Executor, 
Administrator,  Assignee,  Receiver,  or  Trustee.  It  is  a 
legal  depositary  for  Court  and  Trust  Funds.  Will  take 
entire  charge  of  Real  and  Personal  Estates,  collecting 
the  income  and  profits,  and  attending  to  all  such  details 
as  an  individual  in  like  capacity  could  do. 

Acts  as  Registrar  and  Transfer  Agent  of  all  Stocks 
and  Bonds. 

Receives  deposits  subject  to  check  and  allows  interest 
at  the  rate  of  two  per  cent,  per  annum  on  daily  balances. 
Issues  certificates  of  deposit  bearing  fixed  rates  of  interest. 

Receives  deposits  in  its  savings  department,  and  allows 
the  usual  rates  of  interest  thereon. 

RENTS  SAEES  inside  its  burglar-proof  vaults  at 
prices  from  $5  per  annum  upwards,  according  to  size. 
Valuables  of  all  lands  may  be  stored  at  low  rates. 

Wills  drawn  and  taken  care  of  without 
charge.     Call  or  write  for  circular. 

WELLS  FARGO  &  CO.'S  BANK 

N.  E.  Cor.  Sangorae  and  Sutter  Sts. 

San  Francisco,  Cal 

Cash  Capital  and  Surplus 96,250,000 

J  no.  J.  Valentine,  President;  Homer  S.  King,  Manager. 
H.  Wadsworth,  Cashier;  F.  L.  LlPllAl*,  Asst-Cashier. 
Directors — John  J.  Valentine,  Benj.  P.  Cheney,  Oliver 
Eldridge,  Henry  E.  Huntington,  Homer  S.  King,  Geo.  E. 
Gray,  John  J,  McCook,  Charles  F.  Crocker,  Dudley  Evans. 

BANK  OF  SISSQN,   CROCKER  8  GO. 

(Incorporated  April  35,  1S93.) 

322  Pine  Street,  San  Francisco. 

Directors : 

Gho.    W.    Scott,   President;    W.    W.    Van   Arsdale, 

Cashier;  J.   H.  Strobridge,  D.  W.  Earl.  J.  H.  Sisson.   F. 

H.Green,  J.  M.  Haven. 

Receives  deposits;  dealers  in  exchange;  a  general 
banking  business  transacted. 


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EVERY  FIFTEEN  MINUTES. 

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November  ;,  1894. 


THE        ARGONAUT. 


13 


STORYETTES. 


Grave  and  Gay,  Epigrammatic  and  Otherwise. 


A  self-important  little  country  gentleman  entered 
Baron  Haussmann's  office  in  Paris  one  day,  having 
some  complaint  to  make,  and  proceeded  to  state 
his  errand  in  a  pretty  lofty  tone,  and  without 
taking  off  his  hat.  The  officer  was  equal  to  the 
occasion.  "  Wait  a  moment,"  he  said,  and  he  rang 
a  bell.  A  servant  answered  the  summons.  "  Bring 
me  my  hat,"  said  the  prefect.  The  hat  was 
brought,  the  officer  put  it  on,  and  turned  to  his 
caller.     "  Now,"  said  he,  "  I  will  hear  you." 


When  John  C.  Calhoun  became  Vice-President 
of  the  United  States,  and  consequently  President 
of  the  Senate,  he  announced  that  he  had  not  the 
authority  to  call  the  senators  to  order  for  words 
spoken  in  debate,  as  he  regarded  each  senator  as 
an  embassador  from  a  sovereign  State.  The  eccen- 
tric John  Randolph,  of  Virginia,  took  advantage  of 
Mr.  Calhoun's  ruling  to  abuse  him  personally. 
One  day  he  began  a  tirade  by  saying:  "Mr. 
Speaker !  I  mean  Mr.  President  of  the  Senate 
and  would-be  President  of  the  United  States, 
which  God  in  His  infinite  mercy  avert !  " 


Sir  Matthew  Begbie,  Chief-Justice  of  British 
Columbia,  recently  deceased,  once  had  before  him 
a  man  charged  with  having  killed  another  man 
with  a  sand-bag.  The  evidence  was  conclusive,  and 
the  judge  charged  the  jury  accordingly,  but  a  ver- 
dict of  "Not  guilty"  was  promptly  brought  in. 
The  judge  was  astonished.  "Gentlemen  of  the 
jury,"  he  said,  "  this  is  your  verdict,  not  mine.  On 
your  conscience  the  disgrace  will  rest.  Many 
repetitions  of  such  conduct  as  yours  will  make 
trial  by  jury  a  horrible  farce,  and  the  city  of  Vic- 
toria a  nest  of  crime.  Go  !  I  have  nothing  more 
to  say  to  you."  And  then,  turning  to  the  prisoner  : 
"You  are  discharged.  Go  and  sand-bag  some  of 
those  jurymen  ;  they  deserve  it." 


"An  amusing  thing  occurred  while  I  was  at 
Yokohama,"  says  a  recently  returned  traveler. 
"An  official  notice  of  the  government  had  been 
published  in  the  Japanese  newspapers  saying  that 
all  Chinese  who  desired  to  depart  must  do  so  by  a 
certain  date,  or  else  remain  until  the  war  was  over. 
Thereupon,  Ah  Shing,  a  big  clothing  dealer  of  16 
Water  Street,  called  all  the  Chinese  together,  and 
they  all  agreed  to  go.  They  got  their  goods  to  the 
dock,  and  finally  aboard  steamer,  with  themselves, 
and  the  steamer  pulled  out.  At  the  last  minute  it 
was  found  that  the  wealthy  merchant  had  held  his 
goods  and  slipped  back  to  the  city.  He  at  once 
resumed  business,  having  got  rid  of  all  opposition 
merchants,  and  is  now  rolling  in  riches  because  of 
the  great  business  he  is  doing." 


An  old  watchman,  who  used  to  keep  guard  in  the 
Department  of  Justice  (says  Kate  Field's  Washing- 
ton)',  from  long  association  with  the  legal  lights  in 
the  building  believed  he  had  imbibed  a  fair  share 
of  learning  in  the  law,  and  so  when  one  night  a 
telegram  addressed  to  the  Attorney-General  came 
after  hours,  he  had  no  hesitancy  in  opening  it  and 
reading  its  message.  It  asked  the  question  :  "  Is  a 
man  to  be  held  responsible  for  a  crime  committed 
while  under  the  influence  of  liquor?"  The  watch- 
man pondered  over  this  message  for  some  time, 
and,  as  he  knew  what  the  influence  of  liquor  was, 
he  sent  the  laconic  answer  :  "  No,  indeed.  (Signed) 
John  Jones,  in  charge  of  Department  of  Justice." 
Of  course  there  was  an  immediate  attack  on  the 
Attorney-General  for  such  a  decision,  and  the  mat- 
ter came  to  the  ears  of  the  Department.  An  in- 
vestigation was  made  and  the  watchman  suspended 
for  three  months.  That  did  not  worry  him,  how- 
ever. With  effrontery  that  simply  dumfounded  the 
clerks,  he  came  to  the  building  every  pay-day  dur- 
ing that  time  of  suspension  and  drew  his  salary. 


When  Johann  Strauss  visited  Boston  at  the  time 
of  the  Gilmore  jubilee,  the  "  Blue  Danube  "  waltzes 
were  as  well  known  in  this  country  as  "  Yankee 
Doodle,"  and  so  when  the  composer  was  found  to 
be  a  handsome,  dapper  little  man,  with  lovely  eyes 
and  a  mass  of  wavy  black  hair  that  was  almost  as 
extravagantly  long  as  Paderewski's,  the  Boston 
musical  women  went  wild  over  him.  Strauss  was  a 
great  dog-fancier  at  that  time,  and  was  accompanied 
by  a  magnificent  black  retriever.  Toward  the  last 
of  the  concert  days,  some  enthusiastic  young  woman 
sprung  the  idea  of  getting  a  lock  of  Strauss's  hair 
for  her  locket.  The  fashion  grew  into  a  fad,  and 
Johann  promised  every  applicant  a  memento.  And 
in  due  time  the  locks  were  distributed — many  hun- 
dreds of  them — each  one  accompanied  by  the  com- 
pliments of  the  Waltz  King.  Enough  hair  had 
been  cut  off  and  distributed  to  make  Strauss  look 
as  though  he  had  been  sand-papered.  Yet  when 
he  left  Boston  for  New  York  his  locks  were  as 
bushy  and  profuse  as  ever.  It  was  remarked,  how- 
ever, that  when  Johann's  beautiful  black-haired  dog 
was  put  into  the  baggage-car,  the  poor  creature 
looked  like  a  shorn  poodle. 

Lewis  Cass,  Secretary  of  War,  was  over  at  the 
White  House  one  day  with  some  important  papers 
for  President  Jackson  to  sign,  among  them  being  a 


court-martial  findings.  "  Cass,  what  is  this?  "in- 
quired Jackson,  as  he  was  about  to  write  his  name 
to  the  document.  "  It  is  a  court-martial,"  answered 
Cass.  "What  have  I  to  do  with  it?"  asked  the 
President.  "It  dismisses  an  officer  from  the  ser- 
vice, and  the  President  must  sign  such  orders." 
Jackson  toyed  with  the  paper  and  said,  musingly  : 
"Dismisses  him  from  the  army,  eh?  Why?" 
"  Drunkenness  ;  getting  drunk  and  falling  down  on 
parade,  or  something  of  that  kind,"  answered  the 
Secretary.  "  Who  ordered  the  court  ? "  asked 
Jackson.  "  General  Scott,"  answered  Cass. 
"  Who  is  it  ?  "  inquired  the  President  with  more  in- 
terest. "  Inspector-General  Kraun,"  replied  Cass. 
"  What !  "  shouted  Jackson  ;  "  my  old  friend 
Kraun  I  Cass,  just  read  what  that  paper  says." 
The  Secretary  read  the  usual  form  of  the  court- 
martial  sentence  in  such  cases.  The  President 
then  took  the  paper  and  wrote  across  the  bottom, 
where  he  was  about  to  sign  his  name  :  "  The  within 
findings  are  disapproved,  and  Colonel  Kraun  is  re- 
stored to  his  duty  and  rank."  He  passed  the  paper 
back  to  Secretary  Cass,  and  said,  with  his  usual 
vehemence  :  "  By  the  Eternal  !  Cass,  when  you 
and  Scott  serve  your  country  as  well  as  that  man 
has,  you  can  get  drunk  on  duty  every  day." 


A  few  weeks  ago,  a  citizen  of  Kieff,  Russia, 
found  fault  with  the  dinner  prepared  by  his  new 
cook,  and  rashly  embodied  his  criticism  in  cutting 
sarcasms.  The  young  woman  heard  him  in  silence. 
In  the  evening  he  knocked  up  against  a  man  in  a  de- 
serted little  street,  and,  when  he  ventured  to  remon- 
strate, he  was  vigorously  assaulted.  Unable  to  get  the 
better  of  his  adversary,  he  determined  to  do  what 
he  could  at  least  to  identify  him  later  on  ;  and  with 
this  object  in  view  tore  his  assailant's  fashionable 
clothes  into  shreds.  On  his  return  home,  some  few 
hours  later,  he  found  the  cook  standing  at  the  door, 
ready  to  shake  the  dust  of  his  house  off  her  feet. 
The  gentleman,  whose  wounds  and  bruises  left  him 
in  no  very  amiable  mood,  simply  said:  "Joy  be 
with  you  1  Some  time  will  pass  before  you  get  an- 
other place.  And  as  to  character — well,  trust  me 
to  give  you  one  that  will  stick  !  "  On  the  following 
morning,  he  discovered  that  his  best  clothes  in  the 
wardrobe  were  in  tatters,  and  his  glossy  silk  hat  an 
unsightly  wreck.  Hastily  summoning  the  other  serv- 
ants to  the  room,  he  angrily  asked  them  what 
they  knew  about  the  matter,  whereupon  the  nurse 
replied  that  the  cook,  in  one  of  her  freaks  of  fun, 
had  donned  her  master's  garments  and  gone  out  to 
walk  in  them  the  evening  before,  sticking  on  an 
artificial  mustache  to  help  to  keep  up  the  illusion. 
Then  it  dawned  upon  the  wretched  man  that  his 
assailant  of  the  day  before  was  the  touchy,  turbu- 
lent cook.  Less  than  a  fortnight  later  he  received 
a  letter  through  the  city  post  informing  him,  in 
somewhat  ungrammatical  but  unmistakable  lan- 
guage :  "  You  lied  about  the  place,  respected  sir, 
when  you  said  I  could  not  get  another  if  I  left 
yours.  I've  been  in  five  different  places  since 
then,  and  I'll  be  going  to  the  sixth  next  Monday. 
Trusting  your  bones  isn't  achin',  I  remain,  Pras- 
KOVIA." 

A  Disastrous  Failure. 

Not  a  financial  one,  but  a  failure  of  physical 
energy — of  vital  stamina.  How  can  this  be  re- 
paired ?  By  a  persistent  course  of  the  blood  fertil- 
izer and  invigorant,  Hostetter's  Stomach  Bitters, 
which  insures  perfect  digestion  and  assimilation, 
and  a  consequent  gain  in  strength  and  flesh.  It 
also  remedies  liver  and  malarial  disorder,  rheuma- 
tism, and  nervousness. 


—  For  the  newest  publications  of  pict- 
ures,  and  most  elegant  and  latest  styles  of  frames, 
S.  &  G.  Gump's  Art  Emporium,  113  Geary  Street, 
is  the  place. 

—  Cooper's  engravers  have  no  equal. 

SOZODONT 

A  GRATEFUL  ODOR, 

Indicative  of  health  and  purity,  is  communicated 
to  the  mouth  by  the  aromatic 

SOZODONT 

which  makes  the  teeth  as  while  and  as  radiant 
as  polished  porcelain,  and  contains  no  ingredient 
that  is  not  highly  beneficial  to  both  gums  and  teeth. 
The  Lyric  and  Dramatic  professions  are  loud  in 
their  praises  of 

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SOUTHERN  PACIFIC  COMPANY. 

PACIFIC  SYSTEM. 

Trains  leave,  and  are  dne  to  arrive  at 
SAN  FRANCISCO. 


leave.    I  From  September  17,  1894.  |    arrive. 


7.00  a.  Atlantic  Express  for  Ogden  and 
East 

7.00  a.  Benicia,  Vacavflle,  Rumsey,  Sac- 
ramento, and  Redding,  via  Davis . 

7.30  a.  Martinez,  San  Ramon,  Napa,  Cal- 
istoga,  and  *Santa  Rosa, 

8.30  a.  Niles,  San  Jose",  Stockton,  lone, 
Sacramento,  Marysville,  Red 
Bluff,  and  Oroville 

9.00  a.  New  Orleans  Express,  Raymond 
(for  Yosemite),  Santa  Barbara, 
Los  Angeles,  Deming,  El  Paso, 
New  Orleans,  and  East 

9.00  A.  Santa  Fe  Route,  Atlantic  Express 
for  Mojave  and  East 

9.00  a.     Martinez  and  Stockton 

*  9.00  a.     Peters  and  M il ton 

12.30   p.     Niles,  San  Jose",  and  Livennore 

*  1. 00  p.     Sacramento  River  Steamers 

4.00  p.     Martinez,     San    Ramon,    Vallejo,  ■ 

Napa,  Calistoga,  El  Verano, 
and  Santa  Rosa 

4.00  p.  Benicia,  Vacaville,  Esparto, 
Woodland,  Knights  Landing, 
Marysville,  Oroville,  and  Sac- 
ramento   

4.30  P.  Niles,  San  Jose",  Livennore,  Stock- 
ton, Modesto,  Merced,  and 
Fresno  

5.00  P.  Los  Angeles  Express,  Fresno, 
Bakersfield,  Santa  Barbara,  and 
Los  Angeles 

6.00   p.     European  Mail,  Ogden  and  East.. . 

6.00  p.     Haywards,  Niles,  and  San  Jose 

X  7.00  p.     Vallejo 

7.00  p.  Oregon  Express,  Sacramento, 
Marysville,  Redding,  Portland, 
Puget  Sound,  and  East. 


6.45  A. 
7.15  '• 

6.15  p. 

4- »S  P. 
5.45   »• 

IO.45  A. 
IO.45   A. 

*  7-15   *■• 

8.45   A. 

*  9.OO    P. 

9-»5  A. 
IO.45  A. 
7-»5    *■ 


IO.45  A. 

9-45  A. 

7-45  A. 

t  7-45  P. 


*<M5  a. 


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and  Santa  Cruz J  8.05  p. 

8.15  a.     Newark,     Centerville,    San     Jose, 
Felton,    Boulder    Creek,    Santa 

Cruz,  and  Way  Stations 6.20  p. 

Newark,  Centerville,  San  Jose", 
New  Almaden,  Felton,  Boulder 
Creek,  Santa  Cruz,  and  prin- 
cipal Way  Stations *n.so  a. 

Newark,  San  Jose,  Los  Gatos 9.50  a. 


2-45   P- 


4-45   P- 


COAST  DIVISION,  Third  and  Townsend 

*  6.45  a.    San  Jose,  New  Almaden,  and  Way 

Stations *  1 

t  7.30  A.  San  Jose,  Santa  Cruz,  Pacific 
Grove,  and  principal  Way  Sta- 
tions      J  8 

San  Jose*,  Tres  Pinos,  Santa  Cruz, 
Pacific  Grove,  Paso  Robles,  San 
Luis  Obispo,  and  principal  Way 

Stations 6 

Palo  Alto  and  Way  Stations \  1 

San  Jose  and  Way  Stations 5 

Palo  Alto  and  Way  Stations 3 

San  Jose,  Gilroy,  Tres  Pinos,  Santa 
Cruz,  Salinas,  Monterey,  Pacific 

Grove *io 

San  Jose  and  principal  Way  Sta- 
tions         g 

Palo  Alto  and  Way  Stations *  8 

5.10  p.    San  Jose"  and  Way  Stations *  8 

6.30   P.     Palo  Alto  and  Way  Stations 6 

fn.45  p-  Palo  Alto  and  principal  Way  Sta- 
tions   


5.15  A. 


J  9-47  a. 

IO.4O  A. 
11.45  A. 
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'   3.3O    P. 
1  4.25    P. 


Sts. 
45   P- 

33   P- 


26  P. 

4S  P. 

06  P. 

30  p. 


40  a. 

47  A. 

06   A. 

48  A. 

35  A- 


t  7.26  p. 


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*7.oo  *8,oo  9.00  *io.oo  and  11.00  a.  m.,  *i2.3o, 
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From  OAKLAND  —  Foot  of  Broadway  —  *6.oo  *7.oo 
8.00  *g.oo  10.00  and  *n.oo  a,  m,,  Ji2.co  *I2.3o, 
2.QO    *3.oo      4.00  and    *5.oo  P.  m. 


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formation. 


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Through  Line  to  New    York,   via    Panama. 

Calling  at  various,  ports  of  Mexico  and  Central  America. 
Sailings  (at  noon): 

SS.  Acapulco November  8th 

SS.  Colima November  19th 

SS.  San  Bias November  28th 

SS.  San  Juan December  8th 

Note— When  the  sailing  day  falls  on  Sunday,  steamer 
will  be  dispatched  following  Monday. 

Japan  and    China  Line  for  Yokohama  and 
Hong  Kong. 

Connecting  at  Yokohama  with  steamers  for  Shanghai,  and 

at  Hong  Kong  for  Indies,  Straits,  etc.: 

FOR  HONG  KONG,  VIA  YOKOHAMA: 

China  (via  Honolulu). .  .Tuesday,  November  6,  at  3  p.  m. 

Peru Saturday,  November  24,  at  3  p.  m. 

City  of  Rio  Janeiro. .  .Thursday,  December  13,  at  3  p.  m. 
City  of  Peking Thursday,  January  3,  at  3  p.  m. 

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duced rates. 

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OCCIDENTAL    AND    ORIENTAL 

STEAMSHIP  COMPANY. 

FOB  JAPAN  ANI>  CHINA. 

NOTE   CHANGE   IN    HOUR   OF   SAILING: 

Steamers  leave  Wharf,  corner  First  and  Brannan  Streetl, 

3  o'clock  P.  M.,  for 

YOKOHAMA  AND  HONG  KONG, 

Connecting  at  Yokohama  with  steamers  for  Shanghai. 
Steamer.     From  San  Francisco  for  Hong  Kong.      1894. 

Belglc Thursday,  November  15 

Oceanic,  .(via  Honolulu).  .Tuesday,  December  4 

Gaelic Monday,  December  34 

Belgic Thursday,  January  24,  1895 

Round-Trip  Tickets  at  reduced  rates. 

Cabin  plans  on  exhibition,  and  Passage  Tickets  for  sale 
at  S.  P.  Company's  General  Office,  Room  74,  corner 
Fourth  and  Townsend  Streets.  San  Francisco. 

For  freight  apply  at  Offices  of  Pacific  Mail  Steamship 
Company,  at   Wharf,   or  at   No.  203   Front  Street,   San 
Francisco. 
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PACIFIC  COAST  STEAMSHIP  CO. 

Dispatch  steamers   from   San    Francisco    for    ports  in 
Alaska,  9  a,  m,  November  6,  21,  December  6,  21. 

For  B.  C.  and  Puget  Sound  ports,  October  27,  Novem- 
ber 1,  6,  ii,  16,  21,  36,  December  1,  6,  11,  16,  ai,  26, 
31,  and  every  fifth  day  thereafter.  For  Eureka,  Hum- 
boldt Bay,  Steamer  /( 'illamette  I  'alley,  every  Wednesday, 
9  a.  H.  For  Newport,  Los  Angeles,  and  all  way 
ports,  every  fourth  and  fifth  day  alternately  at  8  a.  m. 
For  San  Diego,  stopping  only  at  Port  Harford,  Santa 
Barbara,  Port  Los  Angeles,  Redondo  (Los  Angeles), 
and  Newport  every  fourth  and  fifth  day  alternately,  at 
11  a.  m.  For  Ensenada,  San  Jose"  del  Cabo.  Mazatlan, 
La  Paz,  and  Guaymas  (Mexico),  Steamer  St.  Pat  '.  15th 
of  each  month.  Ticket-office,  Palace  Hoi 
gomery  Street. 

GOODALL,  PERKINS  ft  ' 
No.  10  Market  Str< 


14 


THE 


A  RG  ON  AUT. 


November  5,  1894. 


SOCIETY. 


The  Pixley  Matinee  Tea. 
Mrs.  Frank  M.  Pixley  entertained  about  four 
hundred  of  her  friends  on  Friday  by  giving  a 
matinee  tea  at  her  residence  on  Union  Street. 
The  affair  was  in  honor  of  her  niece,  Miss  Edith 
Nelson,  and  Miss  Rosalynde  Bryant,  daughter  of 
Mrs.  A.  J.  Bryant.  In  each  of  the  rooms  on  the 
upper  floor  there  was  an  array  of  beautiful 
chrysanthemums  of  varied  hues  most  tastefully  ar- 
ranged, while  the  entire  lower  floor  was  adorned 
with  fern-sprays  and  a  variety  of  potted  plants. 
Mrs.  Pixley  and  the  two  young  debutantes  were 
assisted  in  receiving  by  Mrs.  A.  J.  Bryant  and 
Mrs.  B.  Chandler  Howard,  of  Yokohama.  Mrs. 
Pixley  also  had  the  assistance  in  entertaining  her 
guests  of  Mrs.  George  Root,  Mrs.  Frederick  Pick- 
ering, Mrs.  Joseph  Marks,  Mrs.  J.  F.  D.  Curtis, 
Mrs.  Charles  Fletcher,  Miss  Mamie  Burling,  Miss 
Lida  Hill.  Miss  Mamie  McMulHn,  Miss  Nellie 
Hyde,  Miss  Juliet  Smith,  Miss  Annie  Root,  Miss 
Louise  Auzerais,  Miss  Mabel  Hyde,  Miss  Daisy 
Topping,  and  Miss  Lucille  Smith.  The  hours  of 
the  tea  were  from  four  until  six  o'clock.  Refresh- 
ments were  served  bounteously  under  Ludwig's 
direction  in  the  spacious  ball-room,  and  a  string 
orchestra  played  concert  selections.  The  affair 
passed  off  in  a  most  pleasant  manner. 

The  Loughborough  Lunch-Party. 
Miss  Fanny  Loughborough  gave  an  enjoyable 
lunch-party  last  Tuesday  at  the  residence  of  her 
parents,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  A.  H.  Loughborough,  on 
O'Farrell  Street,  as  a  compliment  to  Miss  Virginia 
Fair.  The  dining-table  was  embellished  with  a 
large  bank  of  yellow  chrysanthemums,  relieved  at 
intervals  by  clusters  of  violets  and  fronds  of  maiden- 
hair fern.  Several  hours  were  passed  in  enjoying 
the  repast,  which  was  quite  elaborate.  Those  pres- 
ent were  : 

Mrs.  C.  de  Guigne,  Mrs.  J.  R.  K.  Nuttall,  Mrs.  J. 
Downey  Harvey,  Miss  Fanny  Loughborough,  Miss  Vir- 
ginia Fair,  Miss  Marie  Zane,  Miss  Lizzie  Carroll,  Miss 
Isabel  McKenna,  Miss  Celia  Tobin,  Miss  Beatrice  Tobin, 
Miss  Laura  McK-instry,  Miss  Mary  Bell  Gwin,  Miss 
Carrie  Taylor,  Miss  Alice  Scott,  Miss  Charlotte  Moulder, 
Miss  Lillie  Lawlor,  Miss  Grace  Martin,  Miss  Alice 
Hager,  Miss  Bertha  Welch,  and  Miss  Schneely. 


The  Phelan  Dinner-Party. 

Mr.  James  D.  Phelan  gave  a  dinner  in  honor  of 
Mr.  Hermann  Oelrichs  last  Tuesday  evening  in  the 
Red  Room  at  the  Bohemian  Club.  Covers  were 
laid  for  sixteen  at  a  large  round  table,  the  centre  of 
which  was  ornamented  with  a  mound  of  beautiful 
yellow  chrysanthemums  of  unusual  size.  Can- 
delabra, with  yellow  candles  and  shades  to  match, 
also  adorned  the  table,  and  the  ceiling  was  hung 
with  fancifully  colored  Japanese  lanterns.  Huber's 
Hungarian  Orchestra  played  during  the  service  of 
the  menu,  and  several  hours  were  very  pleasantly 
passed  in  dining.     Those  present  were  : 

Mr.  Hermann  Oelrichs,  Mr.  Charles  F.  Fearing,  of  New 
York,  Mr.  George  T.  Bromley,  Mr.  Frank  J.  Sullivan, 
Mr.  J.  Downey  Harvey,  Mr.  J.  A.  Hart,  Mr.  Horace  G. 
Piatt,  Mr.  Joseph  D.  Grant,  Mr.  Frederick  R.  Webster, 
Mr.  William  H.  Howard,  Mr.  William  S.  McMurtry, 
Mr.  Edward  M.  Greenway,  Mr.  A.  H.  Small,  Mr.  Henry 
J.  Crocker,  Mr.  Francis  J.  Carolan,  and  Mr.  James  D. 
Phelan. 

The  Mills  Lunch-Party. 

Miss  Delia  Mills  gave  a  very  pretty  lunch-party 
on  Friday  at  the  residence  of  her  parents,  Mr.  and 
Mrs.  W.  H.  Mills,  1707  Octavia  Street.  It  was 
what  is  generally  termed  a  yellow  luncheon,  as  all 
of  the  decorations  were  of  that  color,  from  the 
chrysanthemums  that  served  as  the  centre-piece  on 
the  table  to  the  candles  and  shades  that  graced  the 
candelabra.  A  couple  of  hours  were  passed  in 
dining,  and  they  proved  very  enjoyable  ones  to  the 
guests  of  Miss  Mills,  who  comprised  : 

Miss  Ethel  Cohen,  Miss  Ida  Gibbons,  Miss  Julia 
Crocker,  Miss  Helen  Stubbs,  Miss  Alberta  Bancroft, 
Miss  Bessie  Younger,  Miss  Meda  Houghton,  and  Miss 
Bertha  Houghton. 

» 

The  Galland-Reiss  Wedding. 
A  pretty  wedding  took  place  at  the  residence  of 
Mr.   and   Mrs.    S.    Reiss,    1500   Post    Street,   last 
Wednesday  evening,   when   their  daughter,    Miss 


JlbsoluMy 

Pure 

A  cream  of  tartar  baking  powder.  High- 
est of  all  in  leavening  strength.  —  Latest 
United  States  Government  Food  Report. 

Roya.1  Baking  Powder  Co., 
106  Wall  St.,  N.  Y. 


Nettie  Reiss,  was  united  in  marriage  to  Mr,  Edward 
R.  Galland.  A  large  number  of  relatives  and 
friends  witnessed  the  ceremony,  which  was  per- 
formed in  the  beautifully  decorated  parlors  at  eight 
o'clock  by  Rabbi  Voorsanger.  Miss  Clemence 
Reiss  and  Miss  Wanda  Galland  acted  as  brides- 
maids, while  Miss  Lillie  Reiss  and  Miss  Florence 
Galland  were  the  maids  of  honor.  Mr.  Samuel 
Levy  was  best  man.  After  the  ceremony  and  con- 
gratulations, dancing  was  indulged  in  for  awhile, 
and  then  an  elaborate  supper  was  served  under 
Ludwig's  direction.  Afterward  the  festivities  were 
resumed  until  a  late  hour.  The  presents  were  very 
costly  and  beautiful.  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Galland  left  on 
Thursday  to  make  a  tour  of  the  southern  part  of 
the  State. 


Notes  and  Gossip. 
Mr.  and  Mrs.  C.  W.  Clarke  have  issued  invita- 
tions for  the  wedding  of  their  daughter,  Miss 
Laura  Clarke,  and  Colonel  J.  B.  Wright,  of  Sacra- 
mento, which  will  take  place  at  Trinity  Church,  at 
half-past  eight  o'clock  on  Wednesday  evening, 
November  14th.  There  will  be  a  reception  after- 
ward at  their  residence,  2231  Washington  Street. 

The  engagement  is  announced  of  Miss  Saide 
Loewenthal,  of  Evanstown,  Ind.,  to  Mr.  Benno 
Hart,  of  this  city.  They  will  receive  their  friends 
on  Sunday  afternoon,  November  4th,  at  the  resi- 
dence of  Mrs.  R.  S.  Shainwald,  1919  Baker  Street. 
The  wedding  of  Miss  Hally  de  Vere  Foster  and 
Dr.  Henry  Nelson  Winton  will  take  place  at  the 
home  of  the  bride's  parents  in  Eureka,  Cal.,  on 
Saturday  morning,  November  3d. 

Mrs.  George  C.  Boardman  will  give  a  tea  from 
four  until  seven  o'clock  this  afternoon,  at  her  resi- 
dence on  Franklin  Street,  in  honor  of  her  debutante 
niece,  Miss  Ethel  Tompkins.  The  guests  have 
been  limited  to  the  younger  set.  Those  who  will 
assist  in  receiving  are  Miss  Alice  Hager,  Miss 
Aileen  Goad,  Miss  Genevieve  Goad,  Miss  Mary 
Bell  Gwin,  Miss  Carrie  Taylor,  Miss  Cora  Smed- 
berg,  Miss  Daisy  Van  Ness,  Miss  Emiiy  Carolan, 
Miss  Isabel  McKenna,  and  Miss  Louisa  Breeze. 

Mrs.  William  L.  Ashe  will  give  a  matinee  tea  from 
four  until  seven  o'clock  next  Saturday  at  her  resi- 
dence, 1005  Leavenworth  Street. 

The  Monday  Evening  Dancing  Class  will  give  its 
first  party  of  this  season  at  Lunt's  Hall,  1310  Polk 
Street,  on  Monday  evening,  November  12th.  There 
will  be  dancing  from  eight  until  twelve  o'clock  to 
the  music  of  Huber's  Hungarian  Orchestra.  The 
patronesses  are  Mrs.  William  H.  Taylor,  Mrs. 
James  Carolan,  Mrs.  W.  R.  Smedberg,  Mrs. 
Southard  Hoffman,  Mrs.  W.  F.  McNutt,  Mrs. 
Jerome  Lincoln,  Mrs.  Thomas  Breeze,  Mrs. 
Pelham  W.  Ames,  Mrs.  T.  C.  Van  Ness,  Mrs. 
Sidney  M.  Smith,  Mrs.  William  M,  Gwin,  Mrs. 
George  A.  Pope,  Mrs.  George  H.  Lent,  Mrs.  Paul 
Jarboe,  Miss  Goad,  and  Miss  Hobart. 

Miss  Ida  Gibbons  and  Miss  Ethel  Cohen  will 
give  a  matinee  tea  next  Monday  at  the  residence 
of  Dr.  and  Mrs.  Henry  Gibbons,  920  Polk  Street. 
They  will  be  assisted  in  receiving  by  Mrs.  Thomas 
Breeze,  Mrs.  Horace  Davis,  Mrs.  Gerritt  Lansing, 
Mrs.  Horace  Wilson,  Miss  Ma'ry  Bell  Gwin,  Miss 
Cora  Smedberg,  Miss  Daisy  Van  Ness,  Miss 
Emma  Butler,  Miss  Julia  Crocker,  Miss  Gertrude 
Church,  Miss  Mamie  Thomas,  and  Miss  Delia 
Mills. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Paul  Jarboe  will  receive  their 
friends  next  Wednesday  afternoon  and  evening  at 
their  residence,  2224  Washington  Street. 

The  ladies  of  the  Mizpah  will  give  a  reception  at 
the  residence  of  Mrs.  George  Straut,  2028  Scott 
Street,  on  Saturday  evening,  November  10th.  In 
additioh  to  the  main  object  of  the  cluti — which  is  to 
help  those  who  are  willing  but,  for  the  moment, 
unable  to  help  themselves — the  Mizpah  devotes  an 
afternoon  a  week  to  sewing  for  the  Children's  Hos- 
pital, Infants'  Shelter,  Nursery  for  Homeless  Chil- 
dren, and  kindred  institutions.  Music,  recitations, 
refreshments,  and  an  operetta  will  be  among  the 
attractions  of  the  reception. 

At  the  residence  of  Mrs.  S.  H.  Collins,  2512  Sac- 
ramento Street,  a  fair  will  be  held  this  afternoon 
and  evening,  under  the  auspices  of  twelve  young 
ladies,  for  the  benefit  of  the  Nursery  for  Homeless 
Children,  of  570  Harrison  Street.  An  excellent 
musical  programme  will  be  a  feature  of  the  affair. 
The  managers  of  the  Woman's  Exchange  will 
give  a  soiree  dansante  from  four  until  seven  o'clock 
next  Saturday  afternoon  at  National  Guard  Hall, 
on  Ellis  Street.  There  will  be  two  bands  of  music 
in  attendance  and  refreshments  will  bt  served. 

Mrs.  Frank  J.  Sullivan  gave  an  elaborate  lunch- 
party  at  her  residence  last  Wednesday  as  a  compli- 
ment to  Mrs.  Hermann  Oelrichs.  The  table  deco- 
rations were  beautiful.  Huber's  Orchestra  played 
during  the  service  of  the  menu.  The  others  pres- 
ent were  :  Mrs.  Peter  Donahue,  Mrs.  E.  Martin, 
Mrs.  R.  B.  Wallace,  Mrs.  J.  D.  Harvey,  Mrs. 
Stephen  J.  White,  Miss  McKinstry,  Miss  Nellie 
Jolliffe,  and  Miss  Ada  Sullivan. 

Miss  Isabel  McKenna  gave  an  enjoyable  nntintfe 
tea  last  Wednesday  at  her  residence,  2264  Franklin 
Street,  and  hospitably  entertained  several  of  her 
friends.  She  was  assisted  in  receiving  by  Mrs.  J. 
Downey  Harvey,  Miss  Mary  Bell  Gwin,  Miss 
Mamie  Thomas,  Miss  Emelie  Hager,  Miss  Lizzie 
Carroll,  Miss  Daisy  Van  Ness,  Mi*s  Beatrice 
Tobin,  ;md  Miss  Marie  Zane. 

Miss   Ethel  Cohen  gave  a  concert-party  at   the 


Auditorium  last  Tuesday  evening.  Mrs.  Gerritt 
Lansing  chaperoned  the  party,  which  comprised 
Miss  Mary  Bell  Gwin,  Miss  Mamie  Thomas,  Miss 
Emma  Butler,  Miss  Mamie  Burling,  Miss  Ida  Gib- 
bons, Miss  Daisy  Van  Ness,  Mr.  Lawrence  Van 
Winkle,  Mr.  Redick  Duperu.  Mr.  Allan  St.  J. 
Bowie,  Mr.  William  Lawlor,  Mr.  Frank  Van  Ness, 
Mr.  Southard  Hoffman,  Jr.,  Mr.  Lawson  S.  Adams, 
and  Mr.  Frederick  Coon. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Hermann  Oelrichs  gave  a  dinner- 
party last  Monday  evening  at  their  home  on  Pine 
Street,  and  entertained  Miss  Nellie  Jolliffe,  Miss 
Jennie  Blair,  Miss  Virginia  Fair,  Mr.  Frederick  R. 
Webster,  and  Mr.  Charles  F.  Fearing,  of  New  York. 
■  The  members  of  Lambda  Chapter,  of  the  Chi 
Phi  Fraternity,  gave  a  matinee  tea  last  Saturday  at 
their  club-house  in  Berkeley,  and  entertained  many 
of  their  friends.  The  rooms  were  artistically  dec- 
orated with  college  trophies  and  the  fraternity  colors 
— purple  and  scarlet.  Huber's  Hungarian  Orches- 
tra played  from  three  until  six  o'clock,  and  light 
refreshments  were  served.  The  members  were 
assisted  in  receiving  by  Mrs.  Benjamin  Morgan, 
Mrs.  Prentiss  Selby,  Mrs,  W.  F.  McNutt,  Mrs. 
Homer  S.  King,  Mrs.  Hutchinson,  Mrs.  Frances 
Edgerton,  Mrs.  Waterman,  Misses  Hutchinson, 
Miss  McNutt,  and  the  Misses  Selby. 

A  party  attended  the  Scheel  concert  at  the  Audi- 
torium last  Wednesday  evening  under  the  chaper- 
onage  of  Mrs.  Frederick  H.  Green.  The  others 
present  were  :  Miss  Julia  Crocker,  Miss  Mary  Bell 
Gwin,  Miss  Emma  Butler,  Miss  Ethel  Cohen,  Miss 
Bessie  Younger,  Miss  Claire  Tucker,  Mr.  Edward 
M.  Greenway,  Mr.  Addison  Mizner,  Mr.  Philip 
Williams,  Mr.  Arthur  Castle,  Mr.  Douglas  Water- 
man, and  Lieutenant  Wilcox,  U.  S.  A. 

Mrs.  James  W.  Keeney  gave  a  lunch-party  at  her 
residence  last  Thursday  in  honor  of  Mrs.  Hermann 
Oelrichs. 

A  pleasant  affair  was  the  dinner-party  given  by 
Mr.  and  Mrs.  Joseph  Austin  last  Saturday  evening 
in  honor  of  Mr.  Rudolph  Neumann.  Among  the 
others  present  were  Mr.  George  T.  Bromley  and 
Mr.  Louis  Sloss,  Jr. 

Miss  Carrie  Peterson  gave  an  enjoyable  lunch- 
party  recently  at  her  residence,  1716  Van  Ness 
Avenue,  in  honor  of  Miss  Clarice  Sheldon,  the 
fiancie  of  Mr.  Cutler  Paige.  The  decorations 
were  of  violet.  The  others  present  were  Miss 
Mamie  McMullin,  Miss  Frances  Pierce,  Miss 
Alice  Rambo,  and  Miss  Maud  Magee. 

Mrs.  Erwin  G.  Rodolph  gave  a  small  tea  recently 
at  her  residence  in  honor  of  Miss  Carrie  McLane, 
who  left  for  the  East  last  Monday.  The  others 
present  were  Mrs.  W.  V.  Bryan,  Miss  Florence 
Ives,  Miss  Taylor,  Miss  Wall,  Miss  Anna  Wain- 
wright,  Miss  Cunningham,  Miss  Behlow,  and  Miss 
Fannie  Bolton. 


Army  and  Navy  News. 
The  latest  personal  notes  relative  to  army  and 
navy  people  at  the  various  posts  around  San  Fran- 
cisco are  appended : 

Admiral  and  Mrs.  L.  A.  Beardslee,  U.  S.  N.,  and  Miss 
Beardslee  arrived  from  Washington,  D.  C,  last  week, 
and  are  at  Mare  Island,  where  they  will  remain  until  the 
flagship  sails. 

Colonel  Loomis  L.  Langdon,  U.  S.  A.,  will  reside, 
after  his  retirement,  at  20  Sidney  Place,  Brooklyn,  N.  Y. 

Lieutenant-Colonel  and  Mrs.  Edward  Moale,  Third 
Infantry,  U.  S.  A.,  will  leave  here  on  November  5th  for 
Fort  SnelHng,  Minn. 

Major  Thomas  M.  K.  Smith,  First  Infantry,  U.  S.  A., 
has  been  assigned  to  duty  at  San  Diego  Barracks,  Cal. 

Major  John  G.  Turnbull,  Fifth  Artillery,  U.  S.  A.,  has 
been  assigned  to  duty  at  the  Presidio. 

Captain  Wilber  E.  Wilder,  Fourth  Cavalry,  who  has 
been  passing  his  leave  of  absence  in  New  York,  reported 
at  Columbus  Barracks,  O.,  last  Saturday  to  conduct  re- 
cruits to  the  Department  of  the  Columbia. 

Captain  J.  L.  Phillips,  Medical  Department,  U.  S.  A., 
now  on  a  leave  of  absence,  will  arrive  at  Fort  Walla 
Walla,  Wash.,  about  November  Z2d. 

Lieutenant  Harry  A-  Smith,  First  Infantry,  U.  S,  A., 
has  been  granted  three  weeks'  leave  of  absence,  from  last 
Tuesday. 

Lieutenant  James  B.  Erwin,  Fourth  Cavalry,  U.  S.  A., 
will  be  relieved,  on  December  15th,  from  duty  pertaining 
to  the  militia  of  the  State  of  Alabama,  and  will  then  join 
his  proper  station,  Fort  Walla  Walla,  Wash 

Lieutenant  James  H.  Reeves,  Fourth  Cavalry,  U.  S. 
A.,  has  been  granted  three  months'  leave  of  absence. 

Lieutenant  C.  G.  Treat,  Fifth  Artillery,  U.  S.  A.,  will 
join  his  regiment  on  November  8th.  He  has  been  acting 
as  aide-de-camp  to  General  O.  O.  Howard,  U.  S,  A. 

Mrs.  Guy  H.  Uurrage,  wife  of  Ensign  Burrage,  U.  S. 
N.,  and  daughter  of  General  W.  M.  Graham,  U.S.A., 
of  the  Presidio,  was  given  a  matine'e  tea  recently  at 
Lowell,  Mass.,  by  Mrs.  Hamilton  Burrage  and  Miss 
Burrage. 

—  Owing  to  change  in  tariff,  we  have 
reduced  the  prices  of  all  Mousquetaire  Gloves,  the 
quality  remaining  the  same.  All  our  gloves  are 
branded  with  trade-mark.  They  are  sold  in  S.  F. 
only  at  7  Kearny  Street.      P.  Centemeri  &  Co. 


—  Cooper's  engravers  have  no  equal. 


—Huber's  Orchestra  furnishes  excellent 
music  for  weddings,  receptions,  etc.  It  plays  at 
the  cotillions  of  the  Friday  Night  Club,  and  at  the 
Hotel  Del  Monte.    420  Eddy  Street.    Tel.,  East  681. 


—Opera  glasses— latest  Parisian  styles  in 
aluminum,  with  or  without  handles,  at  very  moder- 
ate prices.  Henry  Kahn  &  Co.,  Opticians,  642 
Market  Street,  Chronicle  Building. 


A  young  lady  teaching  English  branches 
— mathematics  and  music  a  specialty — wishes  to 
make  visiting  engagements.  References.  Address 
"  Z,"  this  office. 


—  Cooper's  engravers  have  no  equal. 


It  Floats 

BEST  FOR  5H1KT5. 

■THE  PROCTER   &.  GAMBLE  CO.,   CINTI. 


AFTER 
ELECTION 


When  the  hard  cam- 
paign is  over,  whether 
you're  "  in  it  "  or  not, 
'twill  do  you  good  to 
shake  the  dust,  the  fog 
and  the  "  boom  "  of 
the  Political  Arena 
from  your  feet  and 
seek  a  few  days  Rest 
and  Recuperation  in 
the  springs  and  baths 
of  Byron. 

Now  entering  on  its 
prettiest  season,  Only 
3  hours  spin  by  Rail 
from  S.  F. 


BYRON  HOT  SPRINGS 

Contra   Costa   Co.,  Cal. 

C  R.  MASON,     -      -      -      -     MANAGER 


ASSESSMENT   NOTICE. 

r?LADIE  MINING  COMPANY-LOCATION  OF 
VJ  principal  place  of  business.  San  Francisco,  Cali- 
fornia ;  location  of  works.  Sierra  City,  Sierra  County,  Cal- 
ifornia. 

Notice  is  hereby  given  that  at  a  meeting  of  the  Board 
of  Directors,  held  on  the  sixteenth  day  of  October,  1804, 
an  assessment  (No.  1)  of  Two  Cents  per  share  was  levied 
upon  the  capital  stock  of  the  corporation,  payable  imme- 
diately in  United  States  gold  coin,  to  the  Secretary,  at 
the  office  of  the  company,  room  60  Halleck  Block,  320 
Sansome  Street,  San  Francisco,  California. 

Any  stock  upon  which  this  assessment  shall  remain  un- 
paid on  the  fifth  day  of  December,  1894.  will  be  delin- 
quent, and  advertised  for  sale  at  public  auction  ;  and  un- 
less payment  is  made  before,  will  be  sold  on  WEDNES- 
DAY, the  twenty-sixth  day  of  December,  1894,  to  pay 
the  delinquent  assessment,  together  with  costs  of  adver- 
tising and  expenses  of  sale.  By  order  of  the  Board  of 
Directors.  H.  M.  SHAW,  Secretary. 

Office— Room  60  Halleck  Block,  320  Sansome  Street. 
San  Francisco,  California. 


SECRETS 


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— they  are  made  to  fit  you. 

My   shirts   to   order  are  the  same  price  as  the 
ready-made  kind. 


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CARMEL  COSMETIC  CO. 

(Incorporated.) 

Manufacturers  of  Mrs.  M.  J.  Butler's  Cele- 
brated TOILET  PREPARATIONS. 

131     POST    STREET,   -    ROOMS    20-21 

Manicuring,    Hair-Dressing,  Facial   Treat- 
ment. 

Try  It.     Buy  It.     No  Soot,     tittle  Ash. 
TELEPHONE  383,      -        or  SEND  POSTAL. 

S7.00    COAL    delf'£!er.ed 

WAINWKHSHT  &  KASTOX.  30  Market  St. 


MONEY  TO LOiN 


to  suit,  (rota 

..    $5.00  to  $1,000,  tor  6 
_.     ntercati     No  pay  me  on  of  wij  kind 

Sulred  until  »!i|i!lcmiou  for  a  loan  bus  been  erutilcd 
CUIUTY  REQUIRED.  Ronlestnte, bou-.es. »torc-,mocki 
bondl,  Jo»'olry,  household  goods,  furniture,  merobninllse 
Qor»c«,emtle,  1 1  vi'i  lock, fnrnilnn  Implement*, and  mnoblniTf 
)f  all  kiuH",  or  any  othtrproprrly,  real  or  personal,  of  valvr. . 
■oried  by  pcrion  worth  amount  of  money  bor- 
rowei,  will  be  accepted  an  leourtty.  Don't  hetitate  to  write 
\d  <uk  for  a  Loan.  Addrem,  MUTUAL  SAVINGS  AND 
LOAN  CO..  Teotb  and  Walnut  Street*.  Philadelphia,  Pa. 


SCOTT  &  McCORD, 

HAY    AND    GRAIN     MERCHANTS 

Office,  Pier  31,  Steuart  Street. 
Tklei'honb  No.  ioi. 
Main  Warbhoushs:    Pier  ai,  Sleuarl  Street  and  241 
to  245  East  Street. 

Storagb  Warbhoushs:  449  and  451  Berry  Street  and 
449  and  451  Channel  Street. 


November  5,  1894. 


THE        ARGONAUT. 


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CUT   THIS    OUT. 


REGULAR 


REPUBLICAN 


Municipal  Ticket. 

No.  on 
Ballot. 

1— Mayor L.  R.  ELLERT 

12— Auditor F.  D.  WORTH 

17— Assessor E.   B.  READ 

25— Sheriff WILLIAM  J.  RUDDICK 

31— Tax-collector J.  J.  MORAS 

37— Treasurer J.  H.  WIDBER 

39— Recorder JAMES  B.  ALLEN 

45— County  Clerk C.  F.  CURRY 

51— District  Attorney W.  S.  BARNES 

59 — City  and  County  Attorney 

CHARLES  H.  JACKSON 

65— Coroner DR.  W.  J.  HAWKINS 

72— Public  Administrator O.  F.  WILLEY 

76— City  and  County  Surveyor.  CHARLES  S.  TILTON 

82— Superintendent  of  Streets E.  G.  PIERCE 

80— Superintendent  Public  Instruction. .  .C.  S.  YOUNG 

92— Superior  Judge GEO.  H.  BAHRS 

93— Superior  Judge E.  A.  BELCHER 

ior— Superior  Judge DAVIS  LOUDERBACK 

102— Superior  Judge F.  H.  MERZBACH 

109— Police  Judge J.  A.  CAMPBELL 

J14— Police  Judge H.  L.  JOACHIMSEN 

116— Police  Judge CHARLES  A.  LOW 

119-Police  Judge JOHN  H.  ROBERTS 

126— Justice  of  the  Peace J.  E.  BARRY 

128— Justice  of  the  Peace G.  W.  F.  COOK 

131— Justice  of  the  Peace G.  C.  GROEZINGER 

133— Justice  of  the  Peace F.  H.  KERRIGAN 

135— Justice  of  the  Peace W.  M.  MADDEN 

150— Supervisor,  ist  Ward JOSEPH  KING 

156— Supervisor,  2d  Ward F.  L.  JONES 

161— Supervisor,  3d  Ward C.  E.  BENJAMIN 

168— Supervisor,  4th  Ward A.  M.  EBBETS 

178— Supervisor,  sth  Ward K.  B.  SOULE 

181— Supervisor,  6th  Ward E.  C.  HUGHES 

187— Supervisor,  7th  Ward C.  DUNKER 

199— Supervisor,  8th  Ward C.  L.  TAYLOR 

205— Supervisor,  9th  Ward. .  .A.  W.  MORGENSTERN 

212— Supervisor,  toth  Ward A.  B.  SPRECKELS 

216— Supervisor,  nth  Ward J.  K.  C.  HOBBS 

221— Supervisor,  12th  Ward G.  P.  AYERS 

230— School  Director E.  P.  BARRETT 

244— School  Director H.  L.  DODGE 

246— School  Director GEORGE  E.  DOW 

254— School  Director WILLIAM  HAAS 

257— School  Director c-  H-  HAWLEY 

259— School  Director H.  C.  HENDERSON 

265— School  Director T.  V.  MAXWELL 

267— School  Director ANDREW  McELROY 

273— School  Director C.  A.  MURDOCK 

277— School  Director H.  T.  SCOTT 

282— School  Director C.  B.  STONE 

283— School  Director F.  J.  SYMMES 

359— Unexpired  Term WM.  G.  BRITTAN 

MESIBEKS  OP  ASSEMBLY: 

87— 28th  Assembly  District PHILIP  E.  KILEY 

85^9th  Assembly  District JOHN  DAUGHNEY 

89— 30th  Assembly  District.... CHAS.  F.  O'CONNOR 

86— 31st  Assembly  District J.  J.  WILKINSON 

89—  32d  Assembly  District HENRY  LU  KE 

87— 33d  Assembly  District... JEREMIAH  E.  ROACH 

91— 34th  Assembly  District D.  C.  SMITH 

87-35*  Assembly  District JOHN  M.  HIGGINS 

91— 36th  Assembly  District JOSEPH  SCHEERER 

87— 37th  Assembly  District GEORGE  W.  DIXON 

88 -38th  Assembly  District MARCUS  LEWIS 

84— 39th  Assembly  District. H.  G.  W.  DINKELSPIEL 

90— 40th  Assembly  District SIG.  M.  BETTMAN 

91— 41st  Assembly  District FRANK  H.  POWERS 

90— 42d  Assembly  District, ISAAC  M.  MERRILL 

89— 43d  Assembly  District.  .WILLIAM  T.  BOOTHBY 

86-44th  Assembly  District LOUIS  P.  ZOCCHI 

85— 45th  Assembly  District JAMES  DEVITT 

STATE  SENATORS: 

84— 18th  Senatorial  District. .MICHAEL  W.  COFFEY 

85— 20th  Senatorial  District EUGENE  F.  BERT 

87^22d  Senatorial  District WILLIAM  S.  WOOD 

85— 24th  Senatorial  District J.  H.  MAHONEY 

ZISKA    INSTITUTE, 

1606     VAN     NESS     AVENUE. 
English,    French,    and    German    Day    and    Boarding 
School.     Twenty-eighth  year  begins  August  ist. 
MME.  B.  ZISKA,  M.  A.,  Principal. 

Built 

For  Business. 

The  Smith  &  Wesson  Revolvers  have  no 
nonsense  about  them.  They  are  accurate 
and  durable.  They  excel  in  materials,  work- 
manship and  beauty  of  form. 

Other  smaller  arms  are  measured  by  com- 
parison with  them. 

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Movements  and  Whereabouts. 
Annexed  will  be  found  a  resume"  of  movements  to 
and  from  this  city  and  coast,  and  of  the  whereabouts 
of  absent  Califomians : 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Harry  M.  GUlig  and  Mr.  Frank  L. 
Unger  sailed  from  Marseilles  by  the  Messageries  Mari- 
time steamer  on  October  28th.  They  will  not  stop  in 
Egypt  as  they  had  intended,  but  sail  direct  for  Ceylon, 
where  their  steamer  is  due  to  arrive  on  November  20th. 
From  Ceylon  they  go  to  India. 

Mrs.  John  \V.  Mackay  and  her  mother,  Mrs.  Hunger- 
ford,  and  her  daughter,  Princess  Galatro  de  Colonna,  ar- 
rived in  Paris  on  October  Sth,  and  registered  at  the  Hotel 
Vendome.  The  Princess  will  pass  the  winter  in  Naples, 
in  company  with  her  children,  and  her  suit  for  separation 
will  come  before  the  Italian  tribunals,  who  alone  claim  the 
power  to  give  a  decision  in  the  affair. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Charles  E.  Alexander,  nte  Crocker,  have 
returned  from  their  European  trip,  and  are  at  their  resi- 
dence in  New  York  city. 

Mrs.  Henry  Dutard,  of  this  city,  was  at  the  Hotel 
Louis-le- Grand,  in  Paris,  when  last  heard  from. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  George  W.  McNear,  of  Oakland,  are 
visiting  the  Puget  Sound  district. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  J.  J.  Crooks  were  in  San  Jose"  early  in 
the  week. 

Mrs.  J.  C.  Flood  and  Miss  Jennie  Flood  are  at  Paso 
Robles. 

Mrs.  William  Kohl,  Mrs.  George  Loomis,  and  Miss 
Mamie  Kohl,  of  San  Mateo,  will  pass  this  month  at  Paso 
Robles. 

Mr.  Lawrence  Irving  Scott  will  soon  leave  to  enter  an 
Eastern  college. 

Mrs.  Peter  McG.  McEean  and  Miss  Edith  McBean 
arrived  in  London  a  few  days  ago. 

Mrs.  William  Alvord  will  receive  at  her  residence,  2200 
Broadway,  on  Tuesdays  in  November,  January,  and 
February. 

Mrs.  W.  C.  Ralston  and  her  daughter,  Miss  Bertha 
Ralston,  have  gone  East,  after  passing  the  summer  at 
Belvedere  as  the  guests  of  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Arthur  Page, 
nie  Ralston. 

The  Misses  Irene  and  Hatlie  Tay  have  returned  to  the 
city  after  a  year's  visit  to  relatives  and  friends  in  New- 
York  city,  Philadelphia,  and  other  Eastern  cities. 

Miss  Alice  Mullins,  of  this  city,  is  visiting  Mr.  and 
Mrs.  G.  R.  Ponsford  at  SomerviUe,  Gordon  Road,  near 
London. 

Mrs.  George  A.  Crux  will  receive  on  the  second  and 
fourth  Tuesdays  of  each  month  during  the  winter  at  her 
residence,  2715  Pine  Street. 

Mr.  Rudolph  Spreckels  sailed  last  Saturday  on  the 
steamer  Australia  for  Honolulu. 

Professor  John  Murray  has  returned  to  Oakland, 
where  he  will  pass  the  winter,  after  a  prolonged  visit  to 
Northern  California. 

Miss  Sara  Dean  will  receive  on  the  second  and  third 
Tuesdays  of  each  month  at  her  residence,  1415  Jones 
Street. 

Colonel  Isaac  Trumbo  has  returned  from  a  prolonged 
Eastern  trip.  Mrs.  Trumbo  is  visiting  her  mother  in 
Salt  Lake  City. 

Mrs.  B.  Chandler  Howard,  who  is  here  from  Yoko- 
hama on  a  visit  for  the  benefit  of  her  health,  is  now  at 
the  home  of  her  mother,  Mrs.  George  Hopps,  on  the 
corner  of  Versailles  and  Central  Avenues  in  Alameda. 
She  will  receive  her  friends  in  this  city  on  Wednesdays  at 
the  residence  of  Mrs.  Alexander  Center,  corner  of  Fill- 
more and  Vallejo  Streets.  Mrs.  Howard  will  go  .East 
late  in  November  to  pass  the  winter  with  relatives. 

Mrs.  A.  M.  Parrott  is  occupying  her  residence  on 
Sutter  Street,  after  passing  the  summer  at  "  Baywood," 
her  villa  at  San  Mateo. 

Captain  and  Mrs.  William  B.  Collier  and  family  have 
closed  their  country  home,  Villa  Ka  Bel,  near  Clear  Lake, 
and  will  reside  during  the  winter  at  2022  Bush  Street. 

Mr.  J.  Athearn  Folger,  of  Oakland,  is  visiting  New 
York  city. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Henry  T.  Scott  were  at  the  Hotel  Hol- 
land, in  New  York  city,  last  week. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Irwin  C.  Stump  and  the  Misses  Stump 
are  staying  at  the  Hotel  Netherland,  in  New  York  city. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Joseph  A.  Donohoe  arrived  in  New  York 
city  last  week  from  England  and  are  en  route  home. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  R.  B.  Forman  were  at  the  Holland  House, 
in  New  York  city,  last  week. 

Mrs.  Captain  Flavel  and  the  Misses  Nellie  and  Katie 
Flavel,  of  Astoria,  are  at  the  Hotel  Majestic,  in  New 
York  city,  where  they  will  reside  during  the  winter.  They 
recently  visited  Montreal  and  Boston. 

Miss  Elizabeth  Ashe  will  return  from  the  East  this 
month. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Homer  S.  King  have  returned  from  a 
trip  to  the  Eastern  States  and  Europe. 

Mrs.  Eugene  Casserly  aud  Miss  Daisy  Casserly  have 
returned  to  this  city,  after  passing  several  months  a,t  San 
Mateo. 

Mrs.  John  F.  Swift  is  visiting  Mrs.  Newton  Booth  at 
her  home  in  Sacramento. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  H.  E.  Huntington  and  Miss  Huntington 
left  last  Wednesday  on  a  brief  visit  to  Southern  Cali- 
fornia. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  William  Frank,  Miss  Elsie  Frank,  and 
Mr.  Rudolph  Frank  have  returned  to  Frankfort-on-the- 
Main  after  visiting  Milan  and  the  Italian  and  Swiss  lakes. 
They  will  pass  the  winter  either  in  Berlin  or  Montieux, 
Switzerland. 

Mrs.  Charles  Simpkins  and  Miss  Alice  Simpkins  re- 
turned to  the  city  last  Thursday  after  an  absence  of  one 
year  and  a  half  in  the  East  and  Europe.  They  are  at  the 
Palace  Hotel,  where  they  will  reside  during  the  winter. 

Colonel  and  Mrs.  E.  E.  Eyre,  Miss  Mary  Eyre,  and 
Mr.  Robert  Eyre  came  up  from  their  Menlo  Park  villa 
last  Thursday,  and  are  at  the  Palace  Hotel  for  the 
winter. 

Mrs.  John  Norton  Pomeroy  left  last  Monday  for  New 
York  city,  where  she  will  pass  the  winter  with  her  daugh- 
ter, Mrs.  W.  Gilman  Thompson. 


MUSICAL    NOTES. 


"Our  Society"  Blue  Book. 

The  fashionable  private  address  directory,  con- 
taining the  lists  of  names,  addresses,  and  reception 
days  of  the  leading  society  people,  is  now  in  press 
at  the  H.  S.  Crocker  Company.  Address  all  com- 
munications and  changes  to  Charles  C.  Hoag,  pub- 
lisher, 179  Crocker  Building,  San  Francisco. 


—  Cooper's  engravers  have  no  equal. 


—  Spectacles  and  eve-glasses  accurately 
fitted  at  reasonable  prices.  Henry  Kahn  &  Co., 
opticians,  642  Market  Street,  Chronicle  Building. 


—  Ladies  outing  shirts  and  waists  made 
to  order  at  Carmany's,  25  Kearny  Street. 


—Moore's  Poison-Oak  Remedy/. 
son-oak  and  all  skin  diseases. 


The  Stewart  Organ  Recital. 

Mr.  H.  J.  Stewart  gave  his  fifth  organ  recital  last 
Wednesday  evening  at  the  First  Unitarian  Church, 
and  was  assisted  by  Mr.  W.  H.  Colverd,  solo  trom- 
bonist. An  appreciative  audience  enjoyed  the  pres- 
entation of  the  following  excellent  programme  : 

Concerto  No.  4,  in  F  major,  allegro  moderato,  andante 
maestoso,  adagio,  allegro,  George  Frederick  Handel 
(1685-1759);  duo,  trombone  and  organ,  variations  on  the 
chorale,  "Jesus,  meine  Zuversicht,"  Julius  Schneider, 
solo  trombone,  Mr.  W.  H.  Colverd  ;  andante,  with  varia- 
tions in  G.  major,  Nicolas  Jacques  Lemmens  (1823-1S81) ; 
prelude  and  fugue  in  D  major,  Johann  Sebastian  Bach 
(1685-1750);  trombone  solo,  "March  Funebre,"  allegro 
maestoso,  from  a  concerto  for  trombone  and  orchestra, 
op.  4,  Ferdinand  David  (1810-1872),  solo  trombone,  Mr. 
W.  H.  Colverd ;  fantasie  sur  deux  melodies  Anglaises, 
Felix  Alexandre  Guilmant ;  "  Processional  March," 
"  Entree  du  Cortege,"  Theodore  Dubois. 

The  final  recital  will  take  place  next  Saturday 
afternoon.  Mr.  John  Marquardt  will  appear  as  the 
solo  violinist. 

The  Scheel  Concert. 

Mr.  Fritz  Scheel  gave  his  first  symphony  concert 
of  the  second  series  on  Friday  evening  at  the 
Auditorium.  A  large  and  fashionable  audience 
enjoyed  the  following  programme  : 

Moszkowsky's  suite  in  F  major;  Joachim  Raff's  suite 
for  violin  and  grand  orchestra,  op.  108  ;  violin  solo,  Con- 
certmaster  John  Marquardt ;  Schubert's  unfinished  sym- 
phony ;  harp  solo  from  "  Lucia,"  by  Donizetti,  Mrs. 
Marquardt  -  Breitschuck  ;  Carl  Goldmark's  celebrated 
overture,  "  Sakuntala." 

The  fortieth  Saturday  Popular  Concert  will  be 
held  at  Golden  Gate  Hall  this  (Saturday)  afternoon. 
There  will  be  a  string  quartet  by  Beethoven,  a 
quartet  for  piano  and  strings  by  Dvorak,  and  some 
songs  by  Mr.  Willis  Bacheller. 


The  benefit  of  the  Fruit  and  Flower  Mission  at 
the  California  Theatre  on  Wednesday  afternoon 
was  a  great  success  in  every  way.  The  theatre 
was  packed  with  a  prettily  attired  assemblage,  and 
the  programme  arranged  by  Manager  Friedlander 
— who  donated  his  services  and  the  use  of  the 
theatre  and  its  attaches,  while  the  performers  also 
gave  their  services  free — was  admirably  presented, 
some  of  the  cleverest  theatrical  people  in  town 
taking  part.  More  than  one  thousand  dollars  was 
secured  for  the  deserving  charity  in  whose  behalf 
the  entertainment  was  given. 


-  Cooper's  engravers  have  no  equal. 


—  For   elegant  wedding  and  Christmas 
presents,  call  at  S.  &  G.  Gump's,  113  Geary  Street. 


A  lecture  on  ' '  Portia  "  will  be  delivered  by  Rabbi 
Jacob  Voorsanger  this  evening  for  the  benefit  of 
the  Portia  Law  Club  in  the  parlors  of  the  St. 
Nicholas  Hotel. 


Success  has  come  to  Cleveland's 
baking  powder,  because 

It  is  a  pure  cream  of  tartar  powder. 

Only    a  rounded    spoonful    is    re- 
quired, not  a  heaping  spoonful. 
It  never  fails. 


The  best 
that  money  can  buy. 

gland's 

BakingPowfer 

It    is 


Pure  and  Sure. 


Eread  and  cake 
made    with  it   keep  their   natural 
freshness  and  flavor. 
It  is   full  weight,  and  full  strength 
until  all  used. 

Cleveland  Baking  Powder  Co.,NevrTork, 
Successor  to  Cleveland  Brothers. 


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Is  the  most  comfortable  and  home-lilce  hostelry 
in  the  city.  The  rooms  are  sunny  and  cheerful. 
The  furniture  is  new,  rich,  and  luxurious. 
Guests  receive  polite  attention  and  uniform 
courtesy  from  all  employees.  The  rates  are  moder- 
ate. Special  terms  to  permanent  guests.  The 
Hotel  is  conducted  on  both 
the  American  and  Euro- 
pean plan.  The  new  Amer- 
ican Din  ing- Room  is  on  the 
eighth  floor.  Entrance  to 
the  California  Theatre  from 
the  Hotel  office.  The  Cal- 
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THE  HOTEL  RICHELIEU 

N.  E.  Cor.  Van  Ness  and  Myrtle  Avenues. 


The    Principal    and    Finest 

Family    Hotel  of  San  Francisco. 
Special    Pride    Taken    in    the 

Excellence    of  the    Cuisine. 
Elegantly   Furnished    Booing 

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Permanent   Guests   "Will    he 

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Elevator  Runs  Day  and  Night. 


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1881 

WHISKY 

RE-IMPORTED. 


Exported  to  Bermuda,  thence 
to  Bremen,  thence  to  Hamburg, 
and  then  by  ship  Orphctis,  five 
years  ago,  to  this  port,  laying  in 
bonded  warehouse.  Here  is  an 
opportunity  for  connoisseurs  to 
buy  one  barrel  or  more  direct  from 
bonded  warehouse.  Orders  will  be  given  on  warehouse. 
After  thirteen  years,  the  natural  evaporation  being  great, 
the  barrels  now  contain  from  25  to  27  gallons  of  PURE 
WHISKY,  originally  45  to  47  gallons.  WQ1  sell  at 
$5.50  per  gallon,  re-gauged.  Send  your  orders  for 
same  to  MATJ,  SADLER  &  CO., 
49  Beale  Street,  S.  F. 


Burlingame  Cottages 
To  Let. 


Tvro  new  and  entirely  modem  12 -room 
cottages,  with  stables,  situated  at  Burlin- 
game Park,  only  Ave  minutes'  walk  from 
the  new  Burlingame  Station,  San  Mateo 
County,  forty  minutes  from  the  city.  The 
remaining  three  cottages  are  leased  for  a 
long  period.  These  five  cottages  are  in  the 
centre  of  14  acres  of  flowers,  shrubbery, 
and  beautiful  lawns,  all  of  which  are  kept 
up  without  expense  to  tenants. 

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SUCCESSORS    TO     C.     BEACH, 
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THE        ARGONAUT. 


November  5,  1894. 


TAKE     TH33 

"Sunset 
Limited" 

THE  NEW  TRANSCONTINENTAL  FLYER 

—  OF  THE  — 

Southern  Pacific  Company 


COMMENCING- 


Thursday,  |\|r>V.      |,     J894 

-  AND  — 

Running     every     Thursday     until 
further  notice, 

—  BETWEEN  — 

San  Francisco  *» 
New  Orleans 


79 

HOURS 


OVER  THE  POPULAR 


Sunset  Route 

The  favorite  Route  of  America  for 
"Winter  Travel. 

A  SUPERBI-Y  EQUIPPED 

Solid  Vestibuled  Train 


—  CONSISTING   OF- 


Pullman   Palace  Doable    Drawing-Room   Sleeping-Cars, 

Dining  -  (Jars,  and    Composite  -  Cars,    with    Buffet, 

Smoking- Room,  Bath-Room,  and  Barber  Shop, 

BRILLIANTLY    LIGHTED    BY     PINTSCH    GAS. 


NO   EXTRA   CHARGE, 

AIT  first-class   tickets,    local   and   through,   honored   for 
passage.     Sleeping-Car  Berths  at  Regular  Rates. 


Dining-Car  Service   Best  Obtainable- 
Meals  a  la  Carte. 


Immediate  connections  at   New  Orleans  with  trains  for 
Chicago,  St.  Louis,  Cincinnati,  Louis- 
ville, and  Memphis ; 

also,  with  LIMITED  TRAINS  of  the 

PIEDMONT  AIR  LINE 


Atlanta,  Charlotte,  Danville,  Washington,  Philadelphia, 

New    York,     Boston,     and     other 

Eastern  points. 


THROUGH  SCHEDULE: 

Leave  San  Francisco,  10.30  A.  M.,  Thursday 

"       Lob  Angeles,        4.00     "         Friday- 
Arrive  El  Paso,        -        5.30      "         Saturday 
"        New  Orleans,      7.40  P.M.,    Sunday 
"       New  York,      -     1.25      "        Tuesday 
Through  Time  to  New  York  City  119  Hours 

Passengers  from  Los  Angeles  will  take  berths  in 
Special  Sleeping-Car  Thursday  Evening. 

For  further  information,  inquire  of  any  agent  of 

The     Southern    Pacific     Company 


RICH'D  GRAY,  T.  H.  GOODMAN, 

Gen.  Traffic  Manager.  Gen.  Passenger  Agent. 


ECLIPSE   BICYCLES 

STRICTLY    HIGH    GRADE. 


HOOKER  8  HL"S&%£3!gS5,. 


BANK   FITTINGS 

Ottoe  and  School 

FURNITURE. 

Church  and  Opera  Chairs. 

C.  F.  WEBEIl  &  CO. 

it ud    Stockton   Stret'tn,   Hun    Francisco. 


THE    ALLEGED    HUMORISTS. 

After  the  fight :    First  Philistine—"  Goliath  had 

no  business  to  fight,  anyway.  He  was  out  of  con- 
dition." Second  Philistine— t%  Yes.  Didn't  expect  it 
to  come  off  for  five  years.  Did  you  have  much  on 
it  ?  "—Life. 

Amy — "  Why  did  you  marry  Harry,  who  never 
sent  you  any  presents,  while  you  refused  Jack,  who 
was  always  giving  you  jewelry,  candy,  books,  and 
the  like ? "  Mabel — "Jack  had  spent  all  his 
money." — Bazar. 

Cuteleigh — "  I'm  sorry  to  hear  you're  broke, 
Buteleigh."  Buteleigh — "  Broke  !  Who's  broke  ? 
What's  the  matter  with  this?"  (Showing  roll  of 
bills.)  Cuteleigh—"  Nothing.  Lend  me  twenty, 
will  you  ?  " — Puck. 

Miss  Sleeves — "Well,  Mr.  Hayrick,  I  suppose 
you  see  some  strange  sights  in  the  city?"  Josh 
Hayrick — "  Wal,  ruther  ;  I  see  a  mighty  fine  squash 
in  a  caffy  winder  to-day,  an'  onto  it  was  a  sign, '  Fresh 
Pumpkin-Pies  Every  Day.'" — Puck. 

"  Have  you  done  anything  for  the  social  freedom 
of  woman  ? "  asked  the  lady  with  eyeglasses. 
"  No'ra,"  said  the  judge,  who  sat  in  divorce  cases 
and  was  a  cynic  ;  "  but  I've  done  a  heap  for  the 
emancipation  of  man." — Chicago  Record. 

Israel — "  You  never  vill  haf  money,  Ikey,  if  you 
dond  vas  eat  your  apples  nearer  de  core  as  dot." 
J  key — "  Bud,  fader,  dot  apple  vas  vormy."  Israel 
— "Vat!  You  puy  a  vormy  apple,  mein  son? 
You  vill  die  in  der  boor-house,  sure  !  " — Truth. 

Maiden  of  blushing  fifteen — "You  have  changed 
a  great  deal  of  late,  Charlie."  Callow  youth— 
"To  my  own  advantage,  I  hope."  Maiden— 
"  Certainly  to  your  own  advantage.  Formerly  you 
brought  me  a  box  of  candy  every  day." — Truth. 

Manager  (examining  candidate  for  district  mes- 
senger)— "  Can  you  read?"  Boy — "In  course  I 
kin  read."  Manager—"  Then  we  don't  want  you. 
We're  paying  all  the  boys  to  read  '  Dare-Devil 
Dan '  stories  that  we  can  afford  to." — New  York 
Sun. 

Prattle  (to  his  wife}— "  You  don't  seem  to  have 
the  courage  of  your  convictions."  Mrs.  Prattle — 
"  I  should  like  to  know  how  you  get  at  that  con- 
clusion ?"  Prattle — "  You  say  there's  no  use  talk- 
ing, and  then  you  talk  for  hours." — Boston  Home 
Journal. 

A  courier  arrived  in  haste.  "The  Amazons," 
he  exclaimed,  "say  they  would  rather  die  than  re- 
tire before  an  inferior  force."  The  King  of 
Dahomey  was  thoughtful.  "Tell  them,"  he  com- 
manded at  last,  "that  if  the  enemy  can't  be  in- 
duced to  look  the  other  way,  we'll  have  screens  put 
up." — Puck. 

Mrs.  Dooley  (whose  husband  is  out  of  work) — 
"Sure  it's  the  continted  woman  you  should  be, 
Mrs.  Mooney,  wid  yer  husband  wid  a  life  job  as 
night  watchman  at  the  warehouse."  Mrs.  Mooney 
(excitedly) — "Continted,  is  it?  An*  that  warehouse 
full  of  open  hatchways  I  An'  him  walks  in  his 
sleep  1 " — Puck. 

A  pleasant  situation  :  Young  husband  (in  a  low 
tone  to  his  wife,  who  meets  him  at  the  railroad 
depot  with  her  mother) — "Didn't  1  telegraph  you 
not  to  bring  your  mother  to  the  station  ?"  Young 
wife — "  That's  just  why  mamma  has  come  along. 
She  wishes  to  speak  to  you  about  it.  She  opened 
the  telegram." — Truth. 

Hotel  manager—"  I  see  you  have  given  our  best 
suite  of  rooms  to  a  man  named  Jones.  Are  you 
sure  he  can  pay  the  price?"  Hotel  clerk— "Yes, 
sir;  he  is  immensely  wealthy."  Hotel  manager— 
"  How  do  you  know  ?"  Hotel  clerk — "  Oh,  he  is 
very  old  and  very  ugly,  and  his  wife  is  very  young 
and  very  pretty." — Truth. 

Chairman  of  reception  committee — "  I  tell  you, 
sir,  what  the  people  want  to  hear  you  talk  this  even- 
ing is  the  simon  pure  Democratic  doctrine  about 
silver."  Distinguislied  orator — "Yes,  sir.  What 
is  the  view  the  honest  Democratic  yeomanry  takes 
of  the  silver  question  in— er— in  this  neighbor- 
hood ?  " — Chicago  Tribune. 

"O — h  !  And  is  it  a  real  diamond  ?"  twittered 
the  young  woman,  in  the  most  artless  manner  im- 
aginable. "  It  is  not,  Miss  Fetherbee,"  said  the 
young  man,  firmly  ;  "  but  I  will  say  that  it  has 
always  been  my  custom  to  give  bond  to  replace  it 
wilh  a  real  one  immediately  after  the  performance 
of  the  ceremony." — Cincinnati  Tribune. 


"  Melancholy  marked  him  for  her  own  " 
took  Ayer's  Sarsaparilla  and  cheated  her. 


but  he 


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"  Garland  "  Stoves  and  Ranges  arc  no  higher  in 
price  than  the  worthless  imitations.  Ask  to  see  them. 


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ASSETS,  ...  $3,244,455.98 

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Goc%teils 

MANHATTAN,    MARTINI, 

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TABLE    OF    CONTENTS. 


Editorial:  The  Political  Tidal  Wave— The  Democratic  Party  En- 
gulfed—Sweeping Republican  Victories  throughout  the  Union— The 
Death-Blow  to  the  Anglo-Democratic  Free-Traders— The  American 
Navy — A  Great  Scarcity  of  Seamen — The  Lessons  of  the  Brazilian 
and  Chino- Japanese  Wars — Torpedo-Boats  More  Effective  than 
Battle-Ships — An  Impending  Invasion  of  Tramps — Is  California  to 
be  the  Tramp's  Winter  Home?— How  to  Prevent  the  Imposition— 
Zola  and  the  Pope — The  Holy  Father  Afraid  of  the  Frenchman- 
Brisk  Business  at  Lourdes— Miracles  at  a  Welsh  Shrine — Why  not 
Start  a  Shrine  in  California? — A  Proposed  "Fair  Women"  Exhibi- 
tion in  San  Francisco— The  Collection  at  the  Grafton  Galleries  in 
London — New  York's  "Loan  Exhibition  01  Portraits  of  Women" — 
Comparisons  of  Female  Beauty 1-3 

Praying  for  Wealth:  The  Prayerwas  Successful,  but  It  had  a  Pro- 
fane Rider.     By  Edmund  Stuart  Roche 4 

A  Letter  from  Paris  :  Horse-Racing  in  France — Onr  Correspondent 
writes  of  the  Autumnal  Grand  Prix — Big  Prizes  Offered  by  the  Muni- 
cipality and  by  the  Railroads— How  the  Sport  was  Inaugurated  in 
France — French  Anglomania  in  the  Beginning  of  the  Century — The 
Jockey  Club — French  Passion  for  Gambling — A  Paradise  for  Book- 
Makers— The  Sport  Demoralized  by  Betting— The  Return  from  the 
Races 5 

Individualities  :  Notes  About  Prominent  People  all  Over  the  World 5 

A  Letter  from  London:  War  on  Anonyma — "Piccadilly"  discusses 
the  Crusade  against  the  London  Music-Hall  "  Promenades  " — The 
Refusal  to  Renew  the  License  of  the  Empire — Why  It  was  Singled 
Out  for  Condemnation — What  the  "  Promenade  "  Is,  and  the  Women 
who  Frequent  It — One  Woman's  Statement — Must  they  Break  the 
Civil  as  well  as  the  Moral  Law  * 6 

Old  Favorites 6 

An  Imperial  Tragedy:  The  Story  of  the  Mexican  Empire,  from  Tay- 
lor's "Maximilian  and  Carlotta" — Scenes  in  Two  Noble  Lives  Sacri- 
ficed to  Louis  Napoleon's  Ambition   7 

A  Letter  from  New  York:  Women  in  Politics  —  "Flaneur"  writes 
about  the  Feminine  Movement  There — A  Women's  War  on  Tammany 
— How  they  Conduct  their  Meetings — Their  Probable  Influence  on  the 
Result— Incitement  to  their  Efforts  Furnished  by  the  Revelations  of 
the  Lexow  Committee 7 

Hoosier  Verse:  "  How  did  you  Rest,  Last  Night?"  "  Ponchus  PHat." 
By  James  Whitcomb  Riley 8 

Literary  Notes  :  Personal  and  Miscellaneous  Gossip— New  Publica- 
tions   8-9 

Drama:  Stage  Gossip 10 

Vanity  Fair  :  Perils  that  Beset  Young  Women  in  Paris— Electricity  as  a 
Cosmetic — Men's  Overcoats,  from  the  Fashionable  and  the  Hygienic 
Standpoints  —  Are  Ugly  Women  Less  Happy?  —  Plumpers  for  Bi- 
cyclists' Calves— Women's  Pictures  in  Navy  Men's  Quarters — A  Femi- 
nine Revenge — A  Diplomatic  Question  over  the  Bicycle  Built  for 
Two 11 

To  the  Frozen   North:   From  the  Diary  of  Lieutenant  Queery 12 

Storyettes:  Grave  and  Gay,  Epigrammatic  and  Otherwise — Another 
Tale  of  Whistler's  Superciliousness— A  Witty  Preacher — Dana's  Ad- 
vice to  Joe  Howard,  Jr. — A  Dancer's  Categoric  Refusal — Professor 
Swing  and  the  Good  Woman — A  Frenchman's  Clever  Paradox — A 
Southern  Drink  —  An  Interchange  of  Courtesies  between  Railroad 
Presidents — Why  he  didn't  Vote  his  Man — Anecdotes  of  Oliver  Wen- 
dell Holmes 13 

Society:  Movements  and  Whereabouts — Notes  and  Gossip — Army  and 
Navy  News 14-15 

The  Alleged  Humorists:  Paragraphs  Ground  out  by  the  Dismal  Wits 
of  the  Day 16 


A  number  of  months  ago,  the  following  paragraph  ap- 
peared in  these  columns  : 

When  the  Island  of  Krakataua,  lying  in  the  Straits  of  Sunda,  was 
blown  bodily  into  space  by  a  submarine  volcano,  three  great  tidal 
waves  ran  around  the  globe.  At  evjry  tide-gauge  in  the  world 
these  three  tidal  waves  were  recorded,  in  many  cases  months  before 
the  observers  knew  the  cause.  The  Democrats  speak  of  the  elec- 
tion of  November  7.  1893,  as  "only  a  tidal  wave."  We  warn  them 
that  there  are  two  more  coming.  There  will  be  another  Republican 
tidal  wave  in  1894  ;  in  thai  year  x  new  Congress  is  to  be  chosen,  and 
Stale  legislatures  are  to  be  elected  that  will  make  new  senators. 
That  will  be  the  second  tidal  wive.     Again  in  1896  a  new  Congress 


will  be  chosen,  and  a  new  President  will  be  elected.  Then  they 
will  see  the  third  Republican  tidal  wave.  When  the  first  tidal 
wave  from  Krakataua  rolled  across  the  Straits  of  Sunda,  the 
dwellers  on  the  Java  mainland  did  not  take  warning  and  flee  to  the 
hills.  When  the  third  wave  came,  cities  were  wiped  out,  the 
courses  of  rivers  changed,  and  scores  of  thousands  of  human  be- 
ings perished.  So  will  it  be  with  the  third  great  Republican  tidal 
wave.  When  it  shall  have  receded,  the  shores  of  both  the  oceans 
which  wash  the  great  American  continent  will  be  covered  with  the 
wreck  of  the  Democratic  party. 

The  second  tidal  wave  has  come.  It  has  swept  the  coun- 
try from  shore  to  shore.  Democratic  congressmen  and  legis- 
lators have  been  hurled  from  their  places.  The  great  wave 
has  even  reached  the  Democratic  Senate. 

But  only  two  of  our  predictions  have  been  verified — there 
remains  the  third  tidal  wave.  That  will  come  in  1S96. 
When  it  comes  the  last  of  the  Democratic  party  will  be 
swept  from  power,  and  this  great  country  will  again  be  gov- 
erned by  the  party  which  preserved  it.  When  the  third  tidal 
wave  comes,  the  Executive,  the  Senate,  and  the  House  will 
be  Republican. 

Never  in  the  history  of  the  American  republic  has  there 
been  such  a  political  revolution  as  that  shown  by  the  election 
of  the  sixth  of  November,  1894.  The  party  in  power  was 
thoroughly  intrenched  ;  it  controlled  all  the  branches  of  the 
Federal  Government  ;  its  salaried  myrmidons  were  working 
for  its  success  all  over  the  land  except  in  New  York  State, 
where  Cleveland's  hatred  of  Hill  made  them  hold  off  their 
hands.  The  Democratic  party,  being  in  power  in  many 
States,  had  so  "  gerrymandered "  those  States  that  it  was 
deemed  impossible  for  the  Republicans  to  secure  a  majority 
there  for  at  least  a  generation.  Yet  in  two  years  this  party 
in  power  had  so  shamefully  maladministered  the  govern- 
ment which  the  people  had  blindly  intrusted  to  them,  that 
that  people  rose  in  their  wrath  and  drove  the  incompetents 
from  power. 

The  Republican  majorities  resulting  from  this  uprising  of 
the  people  are  almost  incredible.  Nothing  like  them  has 
been  known  since  the  days  of  the  war — when  many  Demo- 
crats were  in  the  Confederate  army  and  a  great  many  in 
Canada.  New  York  State  has  gone  Republican  by  150,000 
majority.  New  York  city,  which  in  1888  went  Democratic 
by  57,000,  in  1S91  by  6o,ooo,  and  in  1892  by  77,000,  has 
barely  elected  Hill,  and  has  defeated  Grant,  the  Democratic 
candidate  for  mayor,  by  a  Republican  majority  of  45,000. 
Ohio  has  rolled  up  a  Republican  majority  of  140,000 — the 
largest  known  since  the  dark  days  of  the  Civil  War  in  1863, 
when  Brough,  the  Republican  candidate  for  governor,  had  a 
majority  of  101,000  over  Vallandigham,  the  Copperhead 
who  was  first  kicked  into  the  Confederacy  and  then  kicked 
into  Canada.  Pennsylvania,  always  a  stanch  Republican 
State,  has  polled  the  largest  Republican  majority  ever  known 
there — over  250,000.  Illinois  has  come  back  into  the  Re- 
publican fold  with  130,000  majority,  and  sends  an  almost 
solid  Republican  delegation  to  Congress.  Connecticut  has 
gone  Republican.  New  Jersey  has  gone  Republican. 
Massachusetts  has  gone  Republican.  Wisconsin  has  gone 
Republican.  Minnesota  has  gone  Republican.  Indiana  has 
gone  Republican.  Missouri  has  gone  Republican.  Kansas 
has  gone  Republican.  Delaware  has  gone  Republican.  West 
Virginia,  the  home  of  W.  L.  Wilson,  the  tariff-reformer,  has 
also  gone  Republican.  It  is  with  infinite  gratification  that 
we  read  of  the  defeat  of  Springer  of  Illinois,  Tom  Johnston  of 
Ohio,  and  Wilson  of  West  Virginia.  They  are  free-traders 
of  the  rankest  and  most  obnoxious  kind  ;  we  firmly  believe 
them  to  be  the  worst  enemies  to   American  industries  and 


American  prosperity  that  this  country  has  ever  known,  next 
to  their  Democratic  brethren  who  tried  to  ruin  the  country 
in  1 86 1  ;  and  we  hope  that  their  retirement  to  private  life 
may  be  a  permanent  one. 

But  this  election  has  almost  put  an  end  to  the  Anglo- 
Democratic  free-traders,  those  arch-enemies  of  American 
institutions.  Their  heads  were  turned  with  the  incense  of 
political  sycophants,  at  home  and  abroad  ;  they  were  drunk 
with  power.  Unheeding  the  lesson  of  the  elections  of  No- 
vember, 1893,  deaf  to  the  ominous  murmur  which  rose  from 
the  ranks  of  a  people  suffering  from  want  and  hunger,  they 
persisted  in  their  blind  and  evil  policy.  They  made  renewed 
threats  of  assaults  upon  American  industries.  They  boasted 
that  their  work  was  but  begun.  Yet  an  outraged  people  has 
spoken.  The  election  of  the  sixth  of  November,  1894,  has 
taken  the  government  from  the  hands  of  the  Democratic 
free-traders,  from  the  hands  of  its  enemies,  from  the  hands 
of  those  who  would  ruin  and  destroy. 

"  God  reigns,  and  the  American  republic  still  lives  !  " 

The  question  of  the  new  navy  is  assuming  a  practical 
shape.  The  Mo?iterey  is  to  be  laid  up  at  Mare  Island  and 
the  Miantonomoh  at  League  Island,  in  Pennsylvania,  for 
want  of  crews  to  man  them.  The  three  great  battle-ships, 
Indiana,  Massachusetts,  and  Oregon,  are  approaching  com- 
pletion, but  not  a  man  is  in  sight  or  in  reserve  for  any  one 
of  them.  Next  year  the  monitors  Terror,  Amphitrite,  and 
Monadnock  will  be  completed,  but  no  one  knows  where 
their  crews  are  to  come  from.  When  the  subject  was 
mooted  last  year  in  Congress,  Secretary  Herbert  informed 
the  House  Committee  that  he  could  bridge  over  the  interval 
until  another  session  with  the  existing  force  by  putting  some 
old  ships  out  of  commission  and  delaying  the  sending  of 
new  ships  to  sea.  But  this,  of  course,  is  a  mere  temporary 
makeshift.  If  we  are  to  have  a  navy,  we  must  have  men  as 
well  as  ships. 

The  predicament  in  which  the  Navy  Department  finds 
itself  suggests  several  considerations.  If  there  are  so  many 
idle  men,  seeking  bread  at  any  kind  of  work,  why  do  not 
some  of  them  volunteer  for  the  navy  ?  True,  the  appropri- 
ations are  inadequate  to  a  large  increase  in  the  ranks  of  en- 
listed men.  But  if  the  department  really  needs  men,  it  can 
get  money  to  hire  them,  if  they  are  to  be  had.  A  deficiency 
bill,  which  could  be  put  through  before  the  holidavs,  would 
supply  the  secretary  with  all  the  funds  he  needs. 

At  the  Navy  Department  a  notion  prevails  that,  after  each 
new  battle-ship  and  coast- defender  has  been  thoroughly 
tested,  they  should  be  placed  in  a  fresh-water  rendezvous, 
where  their  hulls  would  be  safe,  out  of  commission.  They 
would  be  manned  by  a  couple  of  officers  and  just  enough 
men  to  keep  them  in  good  condition  and  to  maintain  their 
batteries  and  engines  in  serviceable  shape.  In  this  way  the 
scarcity  of  seamen  would  cease  to  be  a  source  of  annoyance, 
and  the  expense  of  the  ships'  pay-rolls,  and  of  the  repairs 
which  they  need  after  every  voyage  would  be  saved.  This 
was  Secretary  Tracy's  plan,  and  it  seems  to  meet  the  ap- 
proval of  Secretary  Herbert. 

Our  naval  authorities  ought  to  learn  much  from  the  late 
battles  in  the  harbor  of  Rio  Janeiro,  from  the  battle  of  the 
Yalu,  and  from  the  activity  of  foreign  naval  departments. 
Experiments  lately  conducted  under  the  auspices  of  the 
British  Admiralty  have  pretty  well  established  that  the  naval 
guns  of  the  future  will  be  smaller  than  the  guns  with  which 
battle-ships  are  armed  to-day.  The  calibres  which  are 
now  most  highly  commended  are  the  10-inch,  the  guns  to 
weigh  not  over  35  tons.  Such  guns  can  be  fired  more  rapidly 
than  13  or  15-inch  pieces,  weighing  anywhere  from  60  to  85 
tons,  and  if  the  projectile  is  driven  by  modern  powder,  it 
will  perforate  any  armor  now  afloat  at  righting  ranges.  The 
immense  guns  with  which  the  battle-ships  of  the  : 
French,  and  Italian  navies  are  armed  have  the 
advantage  that,  when  they  are  fired,  they  wren 
which  carries  them  to   such  an   extent  as  to  cause  he 


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November  12,  1894. 


to  part  and  to  endanger  her  foundering.  Whether  the  size 
of  the  ships  should  not  be  reduced  as  well  as  the  calibre  of 
the  guns  is  a  problem  as  yet  undetermined.  If  a  single 
torpedo,  fired  by  a  2,000-ton  cruiser,  can  sink  a  vessel  of 
15,000  tons,  like  the  Royal  Sovereign,  are  not  the  millions 
expended  on  the  construction  of  the  latter  thrown  away  ? 
Lord  Charles  Beresford,  to  whom  this  question  was  lately 
put,  made  an  evasive  reply.  England  is  still  a  believer  in 
big  ships  ;  in  her  dock-yards,  ten  ships  of  14,000  tons  each 
are  under  construction  ;  but  France  is  building  only  one — a 
sister  ship  to  the  Charlemagne — which  is  to  cost  $5,000,000. 
But  France  leads  the  world  in  torpedo-boats,  of  which  she 
has  two  hundred  afloat,  Great  Britain  following,  with  an  ap- 
propriation for  sixty-four  new  torpedo-boats,  to  be  launched 
this  year  and  next. 

The  officers  of  our  navy  complain  bitterly  of  the  parsi- 
mony which  forbids  our  following  in  the  wake  of  these  na- 
tions. But  the  two  occasions  on  which  naval  battles  have 
been  fought  of  late  do  not  encourage  the  expenditure  of 
vast  sums  of  money  on  leviathans.  The  battle-ship  Aquida- 
ban, Admiral  Mello's  flag-ship,  practically  held  at  bay  the 
city  and  harbor  of  Rio  Janeiro  for  over  six  months.  Three 
times  she  ran  successfully  the  government  forts  at  the  mouth 
of  the  river  and  passed  out  and  in  unscathed,  in  spite  of  the 
heavy  cannonade  and  the  search-lights.  The  torpedo- 
cruiser  Aurora  was  launched  at  her.  The  Aquidaban  was 
not  at  anchor,  as  has  been  stated  ;  she  was  steaming  slowly 
south  when  the  Aurora  was  sighted.  The  latter  fired  her 
bow  torpedo,  but  owing  to  some  mistake  of  the  officer  in 
charge,  it  was  discharged  before  the  vessel  was  in  position, 
and  was  without  effect.  The  battle-ship  then  opened  fire, 
and  hit  the  Aurora  thirty-five  times  in  the  upper  works  and 
three  times  in  the  hull.  But  the  cruiser  backed  under  her 
stern  and  fired  her  after-starboard  torpedo,  which  sunk  the 
Aquidaban  in  twenty-four  feet  of  water,  and  practically 
ended  the  rebellion. 

The  accounts  of  the  battle  of  the  Yalu  River  are  still 
misty  ;  but  it  is  clear  that  the  big  Chinese  battle-ships  were 
outmanoeuvred  by  the  smaller  and  swifter  Japanese 
cruisers.  Whether  the  Chih  Yuen  was  or  was  not  sunk 
by  a  torpedo,  it  is  plain  that  she  was  useless,  as  her  consort 
was,  after  the  fleets  engaged  in  battle.  They  were  both 
too  big  to  be  handled,  and  served  merely  as  targets  for  the 
rapid-firing  Japanese  guns. 

The  moral  of  all  this  is  that  Congress  ought  to  go  slow  in 
appropriating  money  for  battle-ships  until  we  have  made 
sure  that  they  will  accomplish  the  purpose  for  which  they  are 
built.  It  is  much  cheaper  to  build  torpedo-boats.  We  have 
saved  a  mint  of  money  by  not  running  a  race  with  England 
and  France  in  the  construction  of  iron-clads  and  big  guns. 


their  regular  employment  or  to  attract  the  unemployed  from 
other  places.  Such  relief  should  be  temporary,  and  below 
the  market  rate  of  wages. 

But,  unfortunately,  while  there  are  some  deserving  of 
assistance,  the  great  majority  do  not  desire  to  work,  but 
seek  to  make  a  living  out  of  the  community  without  giving 
any  return.  It  is  this  class  which  infests  the  streets  and  stops 
the  passer-by  with  a  pathetic  request  for  the  price  of  a  meal 
or  a  bed.  It  is,  of  course,  easier  to  grant  their  request 
than  to  refuse  it,  and  there  are  many  who  do  not  realize  that 
by  so  doing  they  are  contributing  all  in  their  power  to  the 
cause  of  pauperism  and  crime.  Those  who  really  desire  to 
be  self-supporting  do  not  beg  upon  the  streets,  but  apply 
where  they  know  they  will  be  assisted  to  work.  The  others 
should  be  made  to  work.  In  Fresno  and  some  other  cities 
in  the  southern  part  of  the  State,  these  worthless  wretches 
are  arrested  for  vagrancy  and  set  to  work  upon  the  streets 
and  highways.  They  are  given  food  and  shelter,  but  they 
are  compelled  to  work  for  it.  They  usually  shun  these 
places  and  go  to  those  where  a  less  enlightened  and  more 
generous  policy  prevails.  The  board  of  supervisors  has  the 
power  to  enact  an  ordinance  providing  the  same  punishment 
for  those  who  will  not  work  voluntarily,  and  this  should  be 
done  without  delay.  Let  the  tramps  have  fair  warning  that 
if  they  come  here  they  will  not  be  allowed  to  live  in  idle- 
ness. The  excellent  work  now  being  done  by  the  Mer- 
chants' Association  could  be  admirably  supplemented  by 
such  a  measure.  Nor  would  this  interfere  in  any  way  with 
the  work  they  are  doing.  They  would  still  have  as  much 
money  to  give  employment  to  the  worthy  unemployed, 
and  there  would  be  sufficient  work  to  keep  all  employed 
whom  the  Merchants'  Association  can  afford  to  hire.  At 
practically  no  expense  considerable  additional  work  could 
be  done  on  the  streets. 

There  is  a  danger  in  allowing  this  annual  incursion  of 
tramps  to  become  a  fixed  and  accepted  fact  that  many  are 
inclined  to  overlook.  They  will  grow  in  numbers  and  their 
demoralizing  influence  will  become  stronger  with  each  suc- 
ceeding year.  The  thugs  and  footpads,  who  are  a  menace 
to  life  and  property,  come  with  them  and  are  honored  mem- 
bers of  their  order.  Their  influence  upon  those  who  are 
struggling  1o  maintain  themselves  in  the  ranks  of  the  respect- 
able is  demoralizing,  and  one  after  another  of  these  takes 
the  step  'that  is  permanently  destructive  of  all  self-respect 
and  joins  the  army  of  tramps.  The  danger  is  imminent, 
the  necessity  of  immediate  action  is  pressing.  The  super- 
visors must  take  the  first  step  ;  let  them  do  so  without  delay. 
But  the  people  must  support  them.  Indiscriminate  giving 
must  be  discontinued  ;  scientific  charity  must  be  upheld. 
Only  in  this  way  can  this  social  disease  be  stamped  out. 


It  is  apparent  that  this  coast  is  to  be  afflicted  with  another 
invasion  of  tramps  this  winter.  Already  they  are  conspicu- 
ous upon  the  streets  of  San  Francisco,  and  they  infest  the 
residence  parts  of  the  city  with  their  pitiful  fictions  of  want 
and  suffering.  The  various  railroads  report  that  they  are 
demanding  transportation  to  the  city  upon  the  freight- trains, 
profiting  by  their  experiences  in  the  "  Industrial  armies  " 
last  year.  It  is  evident  that,  unless  steps  are  taken  to  pre- 
vent it,  this  habit  of  migration  will  become  fixed,  and  the 
people  of  this  coast  may  look  forward  to  having  these 
worthless  rascals  quartered  upon  them  ever)7  winter. 

Last  year  the  city  was  unprepared  for  the  situation.  The 
ordinary  incursion  of  tramps  was  aggravated  by  the  num- 
bers thrown  out  of  employment  by  the  depression  of  busi- 
ness, and  there  was  no  adequate  machinery  to  handle  the 
unusual  crowds.  Free  soup  kitchens,  free  lodgings,  and  all 
the  incidents  of  an  obsolete  and  discredited  system  of  charity 
were  set  in  operation.  There  is  nothing  more  definitely  and 
universally  established  than  the  fact  that  gratuitous  giving 
does  far  more  harm  than  good.  Whatever  spark  of  self- 
respect  these  unfortunates  may  have  had  left  was  extinguished, 
and  many  who  had  retained  a  desire  to  remain  useful  citi- 
zens became  confirmed  tramps. 

In  Germany  an  enlightened  public  sentiment  has  resulted  in 
the  establishment  of  anti-begging  societies,  the  members  of 
which  pledge  themselves  to  give  nothing  to  a  beggar.  In- 
stead of  this,  they  take  his  name  and  address  and  report 
them  to  the  bureau  of  charity  for  the  district  in  which  he  re- 
sides. His  case  is  investigated,  and  if  he  is  worthy,  the 
necessary  assistance  is  given  him.  But  he  does  riot  receive 
anything  for  nothing  unless  he  is  disabled  ;  he  must  give 
work  in  return  for  the  assistance. 

This  year  the  necessary  steps  should  be  taken  early,  in  order 
that  this  incursion  should  be  handled  properly  and  the  mis- 
takes of  last  year  avoided.  The  worthy  should  be  sepa- 
rated from  the  unworthy,  and  appropriate  treatment  meted 
out  to  each.  Thi*  Associated  Charities  offers  a  medium  for 
the  proper  handling  of  the  deserving  and  the  sifting  out 
of  the  others.  The  deserving  should  be  given  an  oppor- 
1  unity  to  work,  and  should  be  paid  something.  But  they 
■hould  not  be  paid  enough  to  persuade  others  to  give  up 


It  is  announced  by  telegraph  from  Rome  that  the  Pope 
declines  to  see  M.  Zola.  When  the  French  novelist  first 
announced  his  intention  of  visiting  the  father  of  the 
faithful,  a  commotion  broke  out  in  clerical  circles  at  Rome. 
The  staff  at  the  Vatican  were  notified  that  the  obnoxious 
Frenchman  must  be  excluded  at  all  hazards,  and  Mgr.  Delia 
Volpa  and  Mgr.  Cagiano  de  Azevedo,  respectively  major- 
domo  and  master  of  the  chamber  of  the  Pontiff,  were  in- 
trusted with  the  special  duty  of  preventing  Zola  from  intro- 
ducing himself  as  a  member  of  a  delegation  or  a  party  of 
pilgrims.  To  such  lengths  has  vigilance  been  carried  that  a 
number  of  travelers,  including  several  Americans,  have  been 
denied  admission  to  the  Vatican,  through  a  fear  that  one  of 
them  might  prove  to  be  the  author  of  "  Lourdes  "  in  dis- 
guise. It  is  evident  that  the  Holy  Father  is  afraid  of  the 
Frenchman,  and  is  perhaps  disturbed  over  the  prospect  of 
the  questions  he  might  put  or  the  statements  he  might 
make.  Zola  himself  bears  up  with  philosophy  at  his  ostra- 
cism. He  says  :  "  I  wish  to  be  received  by  the  Pope. 
Can  he  refuse  to  see  me,  a  Roman  Catholic  in  good 
standing,  especially  as  he  does  not  know  the  object  of  my 
visit  ?  " 

The  world  at  large  will  impute  the  Pope's  attitude  to 
timidity.  They  will  say  that  he  is  hiding  from  Zola,  because 
he  dare  not  meet  him.  He  might  have  been  sure  that  Zola 
would  not  have  taken  advantage  of  an  interview  to  be  rude 
to  the  venerable  octogenarian  who  sits  in  the  chair  of  St. 
Peter  ;  the  Frenchman  is  too  well-bred  to  transgress  the 
limits  of  politeness.  But  the  Pope  regards  him  as  one  who 
has  told  the  truth  about  an  imposture  to  which  the  Vatican 
has  lent  its  support  ;  he  felt  in  his  conscience  that,  however 
reticent  his  visitor  might  have  been,  he  would  always  be 
thinking  of  the  preposterous  draft  the  Roman  Catholic 
Church  is  making  on  public  credulity,  and  that  he  would  not 
like  to  face  one  who  knew  that  he  was  an  accomplice  in  a 
monumental  fraud. 

Meanwhile  the  miraculous  Grotto  continues  to  do  an  ex- 
cellent business.  On  the  rocks  above  the  Grotto  a  monu- 
mental church  has  been  erected  at  a  cost  of  four  hundred 
thousand  dollars  ;  the  town  of  Lourdes  is  filling  up  with 
hotels  with  sanctified  names  ;  and  a  brisk  traffic  is  going  on 


in  bottled  Eau  de  Lourdes,  wholesale,  retail,  and  for  exporta- 
tion. There  is  an  increase  of  population  in  the  Department 
of  the  Hautes  Pyrenees,  which  is  traceable  to  the  pilgrims. 
From  all  parts  of  the  world,  even  from  San  Francisco,  de- 
vout pilgrims  are  flocking  to  Lourdes,  and  reporting  on 
their  return  that  they  were  miraculously  cured.  Two 
ladies — one  married  and  one  single — went  from  here.  One 
of  them  had  hardening  of  the  tissues  of  the  knee-joints.' 
Her  sister  does  not  appear  to  have  had  any  particular 
bodily  ailment,  but  she  had  not  been  well  since  childhood. 
They  went  to  Lourdes,  and  now  they  skip  round  like  festive 
kids.  They  met  a  young  Belgian  who  had  "  solid  peri- 
tonitis," and  who  had  to  be  carried  in  a  litter — as  well  he 
might,  with  such  an  inscrutable  malady.  He  took  a  seven- 
days'  fiovena,  and  then  was  sponged  and  rubbed  with  the 
miraculous  water  as  he  lay  on  his  couch.  Next  day  he  had 
himself  immersed  in  the  water  in  one  of  the  stone  baths  ; 
he  had  not  been  in  the  bath  five  minutes  before  he  stepped 
out  and  walked  away — we  trust  after  putting  on  his  clothes. 
He  is  now  quick  and  athletic.  He  was  only  one  of  a  multi- 
tude of  lame  and  decrepit  persons  whom  these  San  Francisco 
ladies  saw  cured.   They  even  saw  a  blind  man  restored  to  sight. 

These  miracles  are  not  peculiar  to  our  day.  Thereis  a 
spring  and  a  shrine  in  Wales,  at  which  similar  departures 
from  Nature's  laws  have  been  witnessed  for  more  than  a 
thousand  years.  Their  story  is  more  romantic  than  the 
story  of  Lourdes.  A  lovely  Welsh  maiden  named  Wini- 
fride  was  so  pious  that  she  resolved  to  devote  her  life  to  the 
church.  She  was  wooed  by  a  prince  named  Caradoc  ;  when 
the  maiden  declined  his  suit,  he  flew  into  a  rage,  cut  her 
head  off,  and  rolled  it  down  a  hill  into  a  congregation  before 
which  mass  was  being  performed.  Caradoc  calmly  wiped 
his  sword  on  the  grass,  but  the  priest,  picking  up  the  head, 
ascended  the  hill,  and  invoked  divine  vengeance  on  the  mur- 
derer, who  was  stricken  dead  on  the  spot  and  was  swallowed 
up  by  the  earth.  Adjusting  Winifride's  head  to  her  shoul- 
ders, he  screwed  it  on,  covered  head  and  body  with  his 
cloak,  and  prayed  for  her  restoration  to  life  ;  whereupon  she 
arose  and  walked  about,  with  no  other  inconvenience  but  a 
stiff  neck.  From  the  spot  where  the  head  had  fallen  a 
spring  gushed  forth,  which  became  known  as  St.  Wini- 
fride's Well,  and  the  saint  herself  ministered  thereat. 
It  soon  became  known  far  and  wide  that  the  water 
of  the  spring  possessed  miraculous  virtues  :  it  cured 
sufferers  in  mind  and  body,  and  for  ten  centuries  pil- 
grims from  all  parts  of  the  British  Islands  have  flocked 
to  it  in  quest  of  surcease  from  pain.  Services  are  still  per- 
formed at  the  shrine  by  Father  Beauclerk,  of  the  Roman 
Catholic  Holywell  Mission,  and,  as  at  Lourdes,  the  pillars 
and  walls  are  studded  with  crutches  and  sticks  left  there  by 
pilgrims,  and  now  covered  with  dust  and  cobwebs.  The 
faith  and  devotion  of  the  visitors  are  undoubtedly  genuine. 
Cures  occur  once  a  week,  and  embrace  cases  of  lameness, 
blindness,  dumbness,  rheumatism,  indigestion,  paralysis,  and 
various  other  diseases. 

It  will  occur  to  the  Californian  reader  that  we  ought  to 
have  a  miraculous  spring  and  grotto  in  this  State.  Every- 
body has  heard  of  the  miracles  performed  by  the  early 
Padres  for  the  edification  of  the  Indians.  Is  there  no  spring 
which  has  retained  its  miraculous  powers  ?  It  is  odds 
that  if  California  be  thoroughly  ransacked,  some  such 
spring  might  be  found,  and  there  would  be  no  difficulty  at 
all  in  discovering  a  raft  of  good  Roman  Catholics  to  testify 
to  its  miraculous  cures.  The  case  of  Bernadette  Soubirous 
might  be  duplicated  in  this  State,  with  improvements.  It 
would  be  the  easiest  thing  in  the  world  to  induce  a  lady  or 
two  like  those  who  have  just  returned  from  Lourdes  to 
testify  that  they  went  there  lame,  halt,  and  blind,  and  re- 
turned in  full  possession  of  their  muscles  and  their  senses. 
The  priest  of  the  parish,  like  the  curt  at  Lourdes,  might 
certify  to  their  veracity  ;  Archbishop  Riordan  might  guar- 
antee the  priest's  reliability  ;  and  so  a  new  miraculous 
spring  might  be  introduced  to  the  notice  of  the  Pope,  who 
would  give  it  his  blessing.  The  effect  of  this  would  be  to 
boom  the  place  where  the  spring  was  found  ;  hotels  and 
boarding-houses  would  spring  up  there  ;  corner  lots  would 
rise  in  price  ;  and  the  devout,  throughout  the  two  Americas, 
would  come  to  the  shrine  in  search  of  healing. 


A  charitable  and  enthusiastic  lady  in  this  city,  who  is 
much  interested  in  the  "  Children's  Home  "  conducted  by 
the  Salvation  Army,  is  now  engaged  in  getting  up  a  loan  ex- 
hibition for  the  benefit  oi  that  institution.  The  exhibition  is 
to  be  confined  to  portraits  of  women.  The  originator  of  the 
plan  has  secured  from  the  directors  of  the  Art  Association 
the  promise  of  rooms  with  abundant  wall  space  in  the  Mark 
Hopkins  Art  Institute. 

It  is  to  be  hoped  that  the  exhibition  may  take  place. 
Waiving  entirely  the  charitable  object — itself  a  worthy  one 
— the  exhibition  would  be  most  interesting.  It  would  have 
an  artistic,  an  antiquarian,  and  V 
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women — interesting  by  reason  of  their  age  ;  others  interest- 
ing by  reason  of  the  fact  that  they  were  painted  by  great 
artists,  although  the  women  who  sat  for  them  might  be  for- 
gotten ;  other  portraits  there  might  be,  painted  fort}'  or  fifty 
years  ago — portraits  of  the  grandmothers  of  some  of  the 
fresh-faced  girls  we  see  around  us,  yet  painted  when  the 
grandmothers,  too,  were  girls.  And  last,  but  not  least,  there 
would  be  portraits  of  the  contemporaneous  belles.  These 
would  attract  the  most  attention.  Were  Leonardo's  "  Monna 
Lisa  del  Giocondo"  to  hang  upon  the  walls,  she  would  not 
attract  a  tithe  of  the  interest  excited  by  "  Miss  Jones,  of  our 
town." 

The  idea  of  this  exhibition  is,  of  course,  suggested  by  the 
"  Portraits  of  Fair  Women  "  exhibited  in  the  Grafton  Gal- 
leries in  London  during  the  past  summer.  The  success  of 
that  exhibition  was  very  great.  All  day  long,  from  the  time 
the  doors  were  opened  at  a  comparatively  early  hour  in  the 
morning,  the  Grafton  Galleries  were  thronged  —  oddly 
enough,  principally  with  ladies.  There  is  no  such  con- 
noisseur of  womanly  beauty  as  a  woman.  Men  are  not  half 
so  intelligently  critical,  so  keenly  appreciative,  of  feminine 
beauty  as  women  are.  So  at  the  Grafton  Galleries,  from 
morn  till  dusk,  and  after  dinner,  from  dark  till  the  closing 
of  the  galleries,  the  stars  among  the  "  Fair  Women  "  were 
surrounded  by  their  worshipers.  It  was  easy  to  tell  which 
were  the  stars  by  noting  the  size  of  the  groups  around 
them.  And  it  was  not  always  an  actress  or  a  professional 
beauty  of  the  day.  Often  there  would  look  forth  from  the 
frame  some  velvet-eyed  dead  lady  of  centuries  agone,  gazing 
to-day  upon  a  throng  of  admirers  as  she  did  in  the  elder  time. 

The  collection  in  the  Grafton  Galleries  was  a  most  catholic 
one.  It  was  restricted  to  no  class,  no  type,  no  age.  It  ran 
from  Nell  Gwynne  to  Lily  Langtry,  from  Cleopatra  to  Lady 
Colin  Campbell,  from  Lucretia  Borgia  to  Sarah  Bernhardt. 
It  included  her  most  modest  royal  highness,  Alexandra, 
Princess  of  Wales,  and  it  did  not  exclude  the  beautiful  but 
dissolute  Lady  Hamilton,  sometime  mistress  of  Admiral 
Nelson.  And  the  artists  ran  from  unknown  Byzantines  to 
impressionist  painters  of  the  day  before  yesterday.  Sir 
Joshua  Reynolds  and  Sir  Peter  Lely  jostled  Rossetti  and 
Alma  Tadema.  Yroom  Cornelius's  picture  of  "  Queen  Eliza- 
beth as  LMana,"  crowned  with  a  silver  crescent,  a  looped-up 
skirt  showing  a  very  shapely  royal  knee,  stared  hard  at  a 
yesterday's  picture  by  Kaulbach  of  her  remote  descendant, 
delicate  and  spirituelle  Princess  Alix  of  Hesse,  soon  to  be- 
come the  black-clad  bride  of  the  youthful  Russian  Czar. 
Hogarth's  portrait  of  "The  Marchioness  of  Granby"  hung 
not  far  from  a  sketch  of  "The  Countess  of  Westmoreland," 
done  by  the  hand  of  the  Marchioness  of  Granby  herself. 
Titian's  "  Catarina  Cornaro "  and  Holbein's  "  Margaret 
Tudor"  faced  Mr.  Watts's  "Green  Lady,"  Mr.  Sargent's 
"Ellen  Terry,"  and  Mr.  Watts's  "Blue  Bianca."  Beautiful 
Lady  Colin  Campbell,  poised  upon  a  divan  like  a  tuft  of 
thistle-down,  done  in  Boldini's  most  cunning  and  most  end- 
of-the-century  manner,  looked  curiously  at  the  grave  Greek 
eyes  of  a  mosaic  portrait  of  some  dead  and  gone  lady  of 
Byzantium,  what  time  Constantine  ruled  over  the  Empire 
of  the  East. 

Most  of  the  visitors  to  the  Grafton  Galleries  agreed  that 
those  artists  who  seemed  either  to  have  painted  the  most 
beautiful  women,  or  to  have  painted  women  the  most  beau- 
tifully, were  Reynolds,  Gainsborough,  Romney,  Laurence, 
Hoppner,  Van  Dyck,  and  Lely.  But  when  all  is  said  and 
done,  it  is  evident  that  distinction — the  "grand  air" — has 
much  to  do  with  feminine  beauty — at  least  upon  canvas,  and 
perhaps  in  flesh  and  blood.  All  of  the  visitors  to  the  Graf- 
ton Galleries  did  not  analyze  their  feelings  very  closely,  but 
judging  from  the  crowds  before  three  pictures  by  Sir  Peter 
Lely  —  "  The  Countess  of  Grammont,"  "  Diana  Kirke, 
Countess  of  Oxford,"  and  "Nell  Gwynne" — the  beautiful 
actress  was  not  as  beautiful  as  the  gentlewomen.  In  truth, 
they  were  not  only  beautiful,  but  each  of  them  was  a  great 
lady  to  her  finger-tips,  while  Nelly — well,  Nelly  was  pretty, 
but  cabotine. 

The  success  of  the  "  Fair  Women  "  at  the  Grafton  Gal- 
leries brought  about  the  "  Loan  Exhibition  of  Portraits  of 
Women  "  in  New  York,  which  began  last  week.  It  is  too 
early  yet  to  tell  of  its  success  ;  but  that  success  will  doubt- 
less be  assured.  There  were  over  four  hundred  pictures 
entered  at  last  accounts,  including  miniatures.  The  list  of 
artists  is  wide,  but  of  course  there  are  not  so  many  famous 
English  artists  represented  as  in  the  Grafton  Galleries. 
There  are  numbers  of  pictures  by  American  artists  of  years 
ago,  such  as  Trumbull,  Stuart,  and  others,  while  the  portraits 
of  to-day  are  many  of  them  by  French  artists.  The  list  is 
too  long  to  particularize,  but  there  are  in  it  pictures  by 
Reynolds,  Romney,  Opie,  Lely,  Kneller,  Copley,  Greuze, 
Le  Brun,  Kauffmann,  Landseer,  CabaneL  Duran,  Boulanger, 
Bonnat,  Munzig,  Dagnan-Bouveret,  Madrazo,  Sargent,  and 
others. 

Among  the  modern  pictures  which  have  attracted  the 
most  attention  are  Munzig's  portrait  of  Mrs.  Seward  Webb 


with  her  son,  a  very  handsome  boy  ;  Tuckerman's  portrait 
of  Mrs.  Duncan  Elliott,  one  of  New  York's  beauties ; 
Munzig's  portrait  of  Mrs.  Elisha  Dyer  ;  Mrs.  Havemeyer, 
by  Ury  ;  Miss  E.  V.  Sloane,  by  Carolus  Duran  ;  and  Mrs. 
Schuyler  Van  Rensselaer,  a  medallion  by  Augustus  St. 
Gaudens. 

With  the  extreme  interest  excited  by  these  two  collections, 
there  is  no  reason  why  such  an  exhibit  in  this  city  should  not 
be  a  success.  San  Francisco  is  not  very  old,  nor  is  it  so 
large  as  New  York  or  London,  but  still  there  is  a  much 
larger  amount  of  wealth  here  in  proportion  to  the  popula- 
tion, and  hence  there  will  be  found  many  portraits  here  of 
ever)'  kind.  The  population  of  the  city  is  a  cosmopolitan 
one,  and  there  are  doubtless  old  family  portraits  of  the 
French,  German,  Spanish,  and  Italian  schools.  A  number 
of  ladies  in  San  Francisco  have  had  their  portraits  painted 
by  such  artists  as  Bonnat,  Carolus  Duran,  Cabanel,  and 
other  famous  contemporaneous  French  artists.  This  would 
be  an  extremely  interesting  feature,  and  if  the  number  of 
portraits  in  oils  should  not  be  sufficient  to  cover  sufficient 
wall  space,  the  plan  followed  in  London  of  adding  minia- 
tures, or  even  daguerreotypes  and  photographs,  might  be  ad- 
visable. 

Altogether,  there  is  no  valid  reason  why  an  exhibition  of 
"Portraits  of  Fair  Women"  should  not  succeed  in  San 
Francisco.  The  ladies  conducting  it  will  have  to  associate 
artists  with  them  to  decide  upon  technical  points,  and  there 
may  be  question  at  times  among  the  artists  whether  a 
portrait  is  "art,"  and  among  the  ladies  whether  a  woman  is 
"  fair."  But  let  us  suggest  to  them  that  the  same  difficulties 
confronted  the  ladies  who  managed  the  Grafton  Galleries, 
and  that  they  obviated  some  of  the  difficulties  by  these  re- 
marks in  their  address  to  the  public  :  "  As  there  are  in- 
cluded certain  pictures  of  women  possibly  more  celebrated 
for  their  historical  interest,  their  influence,  or  their  wit  than 
for  their  beauty,  some  exception  has  been  taken  to  the  title 
of  the  exhibition.  The  directors,  however,  do  not  know  of 
any  fixed  standard  by  which  such  pictures  can  be  judged, 
and,  further,  they  believe  that,  in  the  eyes  of  some  one  per- 
son at  least,  almost  every  woman  has  been  considered  fair." 

It  is  an  honest  belief,  and  a  kindly  one.  So  believing,  let 
the  ladies  give  us  an  opportunity  to  gaze  upon  the  beauties 
of  all  the  ages,  being  convinced,  as  they  are,  that  each  one 
of  them  who  owns  a  man  will  still  hold  his  allegiance,  and 
that,  after  gazing  upon  other  beauties,  he  still  will  think  her 
the  most  beautiful  of  all. 


Now  that  the  battle  is  over,  and  the  wounded  are  being 
removed,  all  sorts  of  opinions  are  expressed  as  to  the 
cause  of  the  Democratic  rout.  The  Democratic  explana- 
tions are  extremely  ingenious,  but  in  most  cases  they  are 
fallacious.  A  majority  of  the  Democratic  war-horses  and 
Democratic  organs  attribute  their  defeat  to  every  cause  ex- 
cept the  right  one.  In  many  instances,  they  point  out 
purely  local  conditions  as  the  factors  which  led  to  Demo- 
cratic defeat.  For  example,  the  New  York  Post  says  : 
"David  B.  Hill  was  the  sole  issue.  His  defeat  is  a  cause 
for  profound  rejoicing,  not  only  in  New  York,  but  through- 
out the  L'nited  States  and  in  both  political  parties." 

This  is  extraordinary.  That  even  the  New  York  Post 
should  believe  Hill  to  be  an  issue  in  the  present  election  is 
amazing.  Hill  in  this  campaign  has  not  been  an  issue,  but 
a  side  issue.  He  was  four  times  elected  governor  by  the 
people  of  New  York.  He  has  once  been  elected  United 
States  Senator.  He  has  done  nothing  more  in  the  past  few 
months  than  he  has  in  previous  years  to  incur  the  odium  of 
the  people  of  New  York.  Why  he  has  been  defeated  is 
explained  by  his  own  shibboleth  :  "  I  am  a  Democrat."  He 
has  been  defeated  because  he  is  a  Democrat  and  not  be- 
cause he  is  Hill. 

Mr.  William  M.  Springer,  a  free-trade  Congressman  from 
Illinois,  and  now,  we  are  happy  to  say,  relegated  to  private 
life,  has  an  entirely  different  explanation  for  the  defeat  of 
himself  and  other  Democratic  candidates  in  Illinois.  One 
of  these  causes,  according  to  Mr.  Springer,  was  "  the  dis- 
satisfaction among  the  Democrats  caused  by  the  delay  in 
passing  the  tariff  bill"  Further  than  this,  says  Mr. 
Springer,  "The  Republican  managers  in  this  Congressional 
district  were  supplied  more  liberally  with  campaign  funds 
than  ever  before  known  in  the  State."  We  fear  Mr. 
Springer  is  mistaken.  There  never  was  a  year  when  it  was 
■  harder  to  raise  money  for  campaign  funds.  There  never 
I  was  a  year  when  there  was  so  little  money  in  the  campaign 
funds.  There  never  was  a  year  when  so  little  money  was 
required  for  the  campaign  funds.  The  people  did  not  need 
to  be  urged  to  vote.  They  were  willing  and  anxious  to  vote. 
They  have  voted,  as  Mr.  Springer  knows.  There  has  been 
very  little  whoop-up  about  this  campaign.  It  has  been  a 
very  quiet  but  a  very  earnest  one.  There  has  not  been 
much  brass-banding  or  sky-rocketing.  But  there  has  been 
a  great  deal  of  thinking — just  plain  thinking — followed  by 
I  intelligent  voting,  as  Mr.  Springer  and  his  party  have  found 
out  to  their  cost.     As  to  Mr.  Springer's  fairy-tales  about  the 


Republicans  raising  large    campaign  corruption  funds,  no- 
body will  believe  them,  because  everybody  was  broke. 

The  disgruntled  Mr.  Springer  goes  on  to  say  that  "  the 
tidal  wave  of  Democratic  prosperity  which  set  in  immedi- 
ately after  the  passage  of  the  Democratic  tariff  bill  was 
attributed  by  Republicans  to  prospective  Republican  suc- 
cess." If  the  Republicans  had  ^nothing  better  to  go  before 
the  people  on  than  Mr.  Springer's  "tidal  wave  of  Demo- 
cratic prosperity  "  of  the  past  six  weeks,  they  would  indeed 
be  in  sore  straits.  As  a  matter  of  fact,  we  are  inclined  ta 
think  that  the  continued  depression  since  the  passage  of  the 
Democratic  Sugar  Trust  Tariff  finally  affected  even  the  old, 
dyed-in-the-wool  Bourbon  Democrats,  which  accounts  for 
the  heavy  Democratic  losses  in  Kentucky  and  Tennessee. 
"Hope  deferred  maketh  the  heart  sick,"  and  when  Mr. 
Springer's  tariff  had  been  passed,  and  still  no  hope  of  re- 
turning prosperity,  many  a  hitherto  hopeful  Democrat  grew 
sick  and  sicker. 

Mr.  Adlai  Stevenson,  Democratic  Vice-President,  says 
that  the  result  of  the  election  "is  due  to  the  financial  de- 
pression which  came  upon  the  country  soon  after  the  in- 
auguration of  Mr.  Cleveland."  Mr.  Stevenson  is  right. 
"  But,"  he  says,  "the  Democrats  were  in  no  way  responsible 
for  this."  Mr.  Stevenson  is  wrong.  However,  he  goes  on 
to  say  that  "  had  the  tariff  bill  become  a  law  ninety  days 
earlier,  it  is  possible  that  the  business  conditions  of  the 
country  would  have  so  adjusted  themselves  that  the  political 
results  would  have  been  different."  This  explanation  is 
eminently  characteristic  of  a  Democratic  "statesman." 
Here  is  a  man  who  thinks  that  a  matter  of  ninety  days 
would  suffice  to  adjust  business  interests  which  have  been 
so  wrenched  that  it  will  take  years  for  them  fully  to  re- 
cover from  the  shock.  Mr.  Thomas  B.  Reed  has  a  deeper 
insight  into  both  commercial  and  political  matters  than  Mr. 
Stevenson,  for  he  said  of  the  election  :  "  Democrats  every- 
where, either  by  silence  or  by  inaction,  seem  to  have 
helped  to  partially  save  the  Union  from  the  follies  of  inex- 
perienced and  injudicious  men.  I  say  partially,  for  we  shall 
be  fortunate  indeed  if  business  does  not  cany-  the  scars  of 
the  last  twelve  months  a  very  considerable  time." 

But  the  Democratic  leaders,  if  they  search  far  afield  for 
the  causes  which  led  to  their  overwhelming  defeat  in  the  late 
election,  will  but  commit  new  follies.  They  have  committed 
enough  now.  They  deliberately  blind  themselves  to  the  fact 
that  the  people  of  this  country  are  in  favor  of  protection, 
and  are  opposed  to  the  ruinous  doctrines  of  free  trade. 
General  Harrison  succinctly  stated  the  case  to  the  Associated 
Press  after  the  election  when  he  said  :  "  The  vast  majority 
of  our  people  believe  in  a  protective  tariff — never  so  many 
and  so  strongly  as  now.  They  differ  as  to  rates  and  sched- 
ules, but  not  as  to  the  principle.  The  workingmen  voted 
their  prejudices  in  1892  ;  this  year  they  voted  their  patriot- 
ism and  their  love  of  home."  General  Harrison  never  put 
anything  more  happily.  He  it  was,  too,  who  in  a  speech 
some  days  ago  said  of  the  Democrats  that  they  had  for 
thirty  years  been  engaged  in  making  platforms,  and  their 
insincerity  and  incompetency  were  at  once  revealed  when  it 
came  to  making  laws. 

But  they  have  been  in  full  power  for  two  years.  They 
have  had  their  inning.  They  have  tried  their  hand  at  mak- 
ing laws.  The  result  is  before  the  people,  and  the  verdict 
of  the  people  is  before  the  Democratic  party.  Like  the 
other  Bourbons  of  another  land,  they  have  been  restored  to 
power  and  then  cast  ignominiously  forth,  "because  they  had 
learned  nothing  and  forgotten  nothing."  Let  us  leave  them 
so.  Let  them  make  platforms  for  another  thirty  years,  and 
then  perhaps  the  American  people  will  again  let  them  try 
their  hand  at  making  laws. 

Last  week  the  Argonaut  remarked,  apropos  of  Mr.  Cleve- 
land's brief  Thanksgiving  proclamation,  that  there  was  not 
very-  much  to  be  thankful  for  during  the  Democratic  year 
last  past — that  is,  not  to  Mr.  Cleveland  and  his  Democratic 
Congress — but  that  "  if  the  election  goes  as  we  hope  it  will, 
there  will  be  cause  for  thanksgiving."  The  election  has  gone 
as  we  hoped  it  would.  There  is  now  indeed  cause  for 
thanksgiving.  There  has  not  been  such  cause  for  thanks- 
giving in  these  United  States  for  thirty  years.  For  thirty 
years  ago  the  people  of  this  country  suppressed  an  armed 
rebellion  which  threatened  the  national  flag.  And  now  the 
people  have  risen  up  and  crushed  a  commercial  rebellion 
which  threatened  not  the  national  flag,  but  the  national  life. 
Traitors  were  driven  from  power  thirty  years  ago.  Now, 
knaves,  incompetents,  and  fools  have  been  driven  from 
power.  Let  us  indeed  give  thanks.  May  we  all  have  a 
happy  Thanksgiving.  There  will  not  be  so  many  turkeys  in 
humble  homes  as  there  were  before  the  Democrats  tried  to 
improve  things  in  this  country.  But  they  are  out  now — for 
which  let  us  give  thanks — and  in  another  year  let  us  hope 
that  every  honest  and  industrious  workingman  will 
have  work,  and  that  on  Thanksgiving  Day  of  \ 
again  afford  a  turkey,  as  he  did  before,  when 
cans  were  at  the  helm. 


4 


THE         ARGONAUT. 


NOVEMBEK    12,  1894. 


PRAYING    FOR    WEALTH. 

The    Prayer  was   Efficacious  Enough,  but  it  had  a    Profane  Rider. 

It  was  after  sunset  before  Calkins  succeeded  in  recapturing 
the  two  experienced  old  burros,  who,  desiring  a  break  in  their 
laborious  journey  toward  the  desert,  had  withdrawn  during 
the  night,  and  found  restful  seclusion  in  the  dense  pin-oak 
brush  on  a  neighboring  hill-side. 

Thus  it  came  about  that  the  ruddy  light  of  Calkins's  camp- 
fire  again  attracted  us.  The  conversation  took  a  wide  range 
at  first,  but  approached  a  focus  when  one  of  our  party,  the 
old  lady  with  the  black  mits,  referred  to  the  generally  pre- 
vailing drought.  She  mentioned,  in  this  connection,  a  re- 
cent newspaper  report  of  a  church  meeting  in  some  arid 
section  of  the  North- West,  where  general  prayers  for  rain 
were  offered  with  such  immediate  effect  that  the  congre- 
gation, who  were  unprovided  with  umbrellas,  were  drenched 
on  their  way  home. 

"  Purely  a  coincidence,"  flippantly  suggested  Manton,  a 
recent  importation  from  the  effete  East. 

"  I  regard  it  as  a  most  striking  illustration  of  the  efficacy 
of  all  sincere  and  earnest  prayer,"  reprovingly  remarked  the 
old  lady  with  the  mits. 

"  What  do  you  say,  Mr.  Calkins  ?  "  inquired  Manton,  un- 
abashed.    "  I'm  sure  you'll  agree  with  me  !  " 

Our  host  stirred  up  the  fire  before  expressing  himself. 
"  You're  dead  right,  ma'am  !  "  he  at  length  replied,  ignoring 
Manton.  "There's  nothin'  prayer  won't  do,  if  you're  in 
earnest  and  pray  hard  enough,  and  don't  pray  for  too  much 
nor  too  little,  and  stop  right  there.  But  you  can  handicap  a 
good,  strong,  willin'  prayer,  same  as  you  can  anything  else, 
and  then  it's  bound  to  balk  and  make  trouble." 

"I  fear  1  do  not  quite  grasp  your  meaning,  Mr.  Calkins," 
said  the  old  lady  with  the  mits,  laying  down  her  knitting  and 
regarding  Calkins  with  a  look  of  puzzled  inquiry. 

11  PVaps  I  wasn't  very  clear,  ma'am,  but  I  had  in  mind 
a  queer  experience  of  my  own  in  the  earnest-prayer  line, 
some  years  ago,  'way  up  north  in  Trinity,  which'll  illustrate 
my  meanin'  better'n  any  explanation  I  can  give."  Calkins 
settled  himself  again  out  of  the  line  of  the  sparks  and 
smoke,  which  his  late  attention  to  the  fire  had  provoked,  and 
began  : 

"  It  was  in  the  winter  of  '75,  and  I  was  carryin'  mail  from 
Gorman's — over  to  the  Brown  Bear  and  Roundout  camps — 
and  made  the  round  trip  once  a  week  on  snow-shoes.  When 
I  was  at  Gorman's,  which  was  four  days  in  the  week,  I 
stopped  with  a  Frenchman  named  Pirot,  who  worked  a  drift 
claim  on  the  river.  We  bunked  in  a  shake  cabin,  back  of 
the  hotel  corral,  and  got  along  middlin'  well  for  the  first 
month  we  was  together.  Evenin's  we'd  generally  turn  up  at 
the  hotel,  and  after  sittin'  by  the  fire  with  the  rest  in  the 
saloon  for  a  while,  we'd  finally  drop  into  old  man  Gorman's 
private  parlor,  and  listen  to  Kitty  Gorman  playin'  on  the 
parlor-organ.  I  always  liked  music,  but  I  hadn't  no  faculty 
at  producin'  it,  so  I'd  just  sit  and  listen  while  Kitty'd  play 
and  Pirot,  who  had  a  big,  throaty  voice,  would  now  and  then 
sing  to  Kitty's  accompaniment. 

"This  was  all  well  enough  at  first,  but,  after  two  or  three 
weeks,  I  found  it  dull  and  uninterestin',  just  sittin'  there  by 
myself  on  the  cold,  slippery,  black  hair-cloth  sofa,  with  never 
a  word  nor  a  chance  for  one  with  Kitty,  who  seemed  all  took 
up  with  Pirot  and  the  music,  and  only'd  speak  to  me  when 
she  wanted  another  stick  on  the  fire.  Then,  after  a  while,  I 
stopped  goin'  into  the  parlor,  and  would  sit  in  the  saloon  till 
bed-time,  feelin'  mad  all  through  to  hear  Pirot  singin'  and 
Kitty  playin'  away  for  dear  life  to  keep  up  with  him  on  the 
gaspin'  old  organ  in  the  next  room.  Then  I  grew  bitter,  be- 
cause I  knew  that  while,  naturally,  Kitty  liked  me  best  of 
the  two,  at  the  same  time  she  was  worldly-minded  like  her 
father,  old  man  Gorman,  and  felt  Pirot  was  a  better  match 
on  account  of  his  river  claim,  while  I  wasn't  much  account, 
from  a  ready-money  point  of  view.  Then,  of  course,  I  had 
a  fallin'  out  with  Pirot  about  nothin'  in  partic'lar  on  the  sur- 
face, as  1  can  recollect  of.  I  did  pretty  much  all  the  quar- 
reling I'm  free  to  allow,  for  Pirot  said  nothin',  but  just 
laughed  in  a  way  that  made  me  madder,  and  I  moved  out  of 
the  shake  cabin  to  an  old  adobe  higher  up  the  hill. 

"  Next  day  I  started  off  before  sun-up  on  my  regular  trip 
with  the  mail  for  Brown  Bear  and  Roundout.  I  always  got 
the  best  start  I  could,  so's  to  get  well  up  the  range  while  the 
crust  was  hard  and  before  the  sun  had  been  up  long  enough 
to  mellow  things  up  and  make  it  awkward  for  me,  for  I 
wasn't  very  handy  even  yet  with  them  long  Norwegian  snow- 
shoes.  I  never  stopped  on  the  trip  for  nothin',  bein'  always 
more  anxious  to  get  through  than  to  rest ;  but  this  partic'lar 
mornin'  I'm  tellin'  of,  I'd  started  out,  feelin'  languid  and 
dispirited,  and  by  the  time  I'd  struck  the  summit,  I  felt  sort 
of  dead  beat  out.  My  feet  was  cold  and  cramped  from  too 
tight  bucklin'  of  the  shoes,  and,  altogether,  I  made  up  my 
mind  to  sit  down  for  a  minute  or  two  and  get  pulled  together 
again  before  I  started  on. 

"There  wasn't  much  wind  and  the  sun  was  out  warm  and 
comfortable,  and  the  idea  of  strelchin'  out  there  on  the  snow 
for  ten  minutes'  rest  just  suited  me.  I  sat  down  with  my 
back  rcstin'  against  an  old  dead  stump  that  came  up  through 
the  snow,  unbuckled  the  shoes,  unslung  the  mail-pouch  from 
my  shoulder,  and  took  out  the  little  snack  of  bread  and 
meat  I'd  brought  along,  and  which  I  generally  eat  on  the 
way  without  making  any  special  stop  for  it. 

"While  I  was  eatin',  lookin'  off  down  the  slope  I'd  just 
climbed  up  and  thinkin'  what  bad  luck  I'd  struck  all  along 
the  last  few  months,  my  eye  caught  on  to  some  lines  in  the 
scrap  of  newspaper  I'd  wrapped  round  the  lunch,  and  which 
was  lyin'  spread  out  on  my  leg  under  the  second  piece  of 
bread  just  within  good  readin'  distance.  I  don't  just  recol- 
lect now  how  the  words  read,  but  the  drift  of  it  was  that  lots 
of  men  failed  in  gettin'  what  they  wanted  in  this  world  just 
tfecausc  tlity  didn't  want  it  hard  enough  and  didn't  keep  up 
a&Ain1  and  prayin'  for  it  until  they  got  it.  Those  lines  some- 
how hit  my  case,  it  seemed  to  me.  1  hadn't  had  much  early 
religious  trainin',  and  the  idea  of  just  prayin' hard  for  what 


you  wanted  and  gettin'  it,  struck  me  as  somethin'  new  and 
simple  and  very  satisfactory.  There  was  no  end  of  things 
I  wanted,  and  wanted  bad,  and  if  they  was  to  be  had  by 
just  want  in*  'em  bad  enough  and  askin'  for  'em  violent 
enough,  I  was  goin'  to  get  'em,  sure  ! 

"Then  I  says  to  myself,  why  not  start  in  right  now  with  a 
silent  prayer?  So  I  set  at  it.  I  closed  my  eyes  and 
squeezed  my  lids  together  hard — I  was  so  dead  in  earnest? 
It  was  a  terrible  sweepin',  vigorous  prayer  I  handed  in. 
First,  I  wanted  good  luck  in  a  general  way,  and  asked  for  it 
hard.  Then  I  got  more  down  to  partie'lars,  and  asked  to 
be  rich  and  prosperous,  and  wound  up  with  a  sort  of  side- 
handed  suggestion  that  it  would  suit  me  down  to  the  ground 
to  have  Pirot  fall  off  his  luck  and  get  poor,  while  I  grew 
rich.  All  this  wasn't  right,  of  course,  as  I  see  now,  ma'am. 
But  I  wasn't  so  much  prayin'  for  bad  luck  to  Pirot  for  its 
own  sake,  as  for  the  effect  of  it  all  on  my  gettin'  on  with 
Kitty  Gorman. 

"  When  I  prayed  for  the  blight  on  Pirot,  I  was  so  sorter 
wrought  up  by  the  whole  business  that — just,  I  suppose,  to 
give  things  a  partic'lar  point — I  fired  out  my  right  leg  so 
vigorous  like,  and  struck  the  snow-shoe  to  which  I'd 
buckled  the  mail-pouch  so  hard  that — zip  ! — whizz  ! — like  a 
shot  it  was  on  its  way  down  the  hill.  It  made  a  clear  shoot 
for  about  five  hundred  feet,  every  now  and  then  spinnin' 
about,  when  an  end  would  strike  a  snag,  until  it  brought  up 
short  against  a  ledge  that  cropped  out  across  its  track,  send- 
ing splinters  of  stone  all  about  when  it  struck,  for  with  the 
mail-pouch  buckled  on  to  it,  it  picked  up  considerable  speed 
and  hit  hard.  It  bounded  up  and  turned  clean  over,  and 
then  stopped  altogether,  held  from  slidin'  any  further  by  the 
croppin's. 

"  Well,  ma'am,  while  that  snow-shoe  was  pirouettin'  down 
the  slope,  I  was  that  surprised  and  mad  all  through  that,  al- 
though I'd  just  been  writhin'  in  prayer,  as  you  might  say,  I 
let  loose  a  line  of  language  which  was  that  strong  and 
pointed  that  if  there'd  been  any  stop  or  feelin'  to  that  snow- 
shoe,  it  would  have  brought  up  within  fifty  feet !  I  mention 
this  with  regret,  ma'am,  because  I  see  now  that  if  I  hadn't 
been  moved  to  make  them  remarks,  just  fresh  on  top  of  the 
prayer,  things  would  have  turned  out  different.  But  bein' 
young,  and  hot-headed,  and  thoughtless  then,  of  course  I 
didn't  look  ahead  for  consequences. 

"  There  was  nothin'  to  do  but  go  down  to  the  ledge  where 
the  snow-shoe  lay,  pick  up  it  and  the  mail-pouch,  and  get  on 
my  way  again.  The  ledge  was  rotten  with  the  weather  and 
pretty  well  broke  up  already,  and,  aside  from  the  small 
pieces  just  knocked  out  of  it,  there'd  been  one  big  chunk 
loosened  up,  which  had  rolled  just  away  from  the  ledge,  and 
lay  with  the  fresh  break  turned  up  to  the  sun,  and  dazzlin' 
me  with  its  brightness. 

"No,  young  man" — this  to  a  knowing  suggestion  from 
Manton — "  it  wasn't  *  mica,  of  course,'  nor  '  mica '  at  all. 
That  piece  of  rock  was  just  criss-crossed  all  over  and 
through  with  coarse  wire-gold.  I  stood  starin'  at  it  a  full 
minute  before  I  could  get  it  through  my  head  that  I  was 
lookin'  at  rock  that  would  go  over  five  thousand  dollars  to 
the  ton  ;  that  I  was  the  discoverer  and  owner  of  that  ledge  ; 
and  that  findin'  it  just  meant  to  me  everything  worth  havin', 
includin',  of  course,  first  and  foremost,  riches  and  Kitty 
Gorman. 

"While  I  stood  there,  I  recollected,  with  a  start,  that 
riches,  and  prosperity,  and  Kitty  Gorman  was  what  I'd  been 
prayin'  for  hard  five  minutes  before,  and  here  it  all  was 
within  reach  in  answer  to  that  prayer,  just  as  if  it  had  been 
on  tap,  so  to  speak,  all  the  time,  and  I'd  just  turned  the 
spiggot.  Naturally  I  was  some  excited,  but  I  kept  cool 
enough  to  put  up  monuments  and  a  location  notice  all  right, 
and  christened  the  claim  the  '  Heavenly  Snow-Shoe,'  as  bein' 
somehow  appropriate  to  the  situation. 

"  You  can  imagine,  ma'am,  I  wasn't  in  no  state  of  mind 
after  this  to  keep  on  with  the  mail  to  Brown  Bear  and 
Roundout.  I  just  wanted  to  get  back  to  Gorman's,  and 
let  'em  know  about  the  strike.  So  I  climbed  up  the  hill 
again  for  the  other  shoe,  pounded  off  some  good  specimens 
to  show  what  I'd  found,  and  was  back  again  at  Gorman's  a 
little  after  sunset. 

"  When  I  went  down  to  the  hotel  after  I'd  cooked  supper 
and  cleaned  up  at  the  adobe,  I  could  hear  Pirot  singin'  and 
Kitty  playin'  accompaniments  as  usual  ;  but  instead  of 
rilin'  me,  as  it  had  all  along,  I  just  laughed  to  myself  when 
I  thought  of  the  '  Heavenly  Snow-Shoe,'  and  of  how  quick 
this  would  all  be  knocked  in  the  head  when  Kitty  and  old 
man  Gorman  learned  of  my  good  luck.  I  went  into  the 
saloon  first,  where  I  could  generally  count  on  findin'  the  old 
man  of  an  evenin'  ;  but  they  said  he  was  in  the  parlor  with 
Pirot  and  Kitty  takin'  in  the  music. 

"When  I  went  in  after  knockin',  they  all  looked  surprised, 
and  didn't  seem  very  hearty  ;  but  I  knew  what  had  come  to 
me,  and  what  was  comin'  to  Pirot,  and  didn't  mind,  but 
started  in  right  away  and  told  'em  what  I'd  found,  and 
opened  up  the  flour-sack  I'd  brought  my  specimens  down 
in,  and  laid  'em  all  out  on  the  table  under  the  light  of  the 
hangin'  lamp,  where  they  showed  up  richer'n  any  specimens 
ever  I  see.  They  all  got  'round  the  table  and  admired  'em, 
and  Kitty  was  very  friendly  and  old  man  Gorman  got  very 
much  interested  and  excited  over  it  all,  although  he  was 
generally  pretty  cold-blooded  about  most  things. 

"There  wasn't  any  more  singin'  or  playin' that  evenin', 
and  pretty  quick  Pirot  said  good-night  and  left  us,  not 
lookin'  cheerful.  Old  man  Gorman  asked  me  all  kinds  of 
questions  about  the  size  and  dip  of  the  ledge  and  the  nature 
of  the  croppin's,  and  Kitty  sat  by  the  table,  and  was 
brighter  and  chattier  than  I'd  seen  her  in  a  month.  When 
I  told  the  old  man  I'd  located  him  in  with  me  on  the  claim, 
he  was  pleased  all  through,  and  we  arranged  to  meet  next 
mornin'  and  talk  up  the  best  way  of  handlin'  the  property. 
Then  at  last  we  said  good-night  all  'round,  and  I  went  up  to 
the  adobe  feelin'  all  toned  up  with  satisfaction  at  the  style  in 
which  my  prayer  was  workin'. 

"Next  day  old  man  Gorman  and  me  had  our  talk  out, 
and  it  was  settled  between  us  that  we  was  to  locate  ex- 
tensions of  the   'Snow-Shoe,'  start  in  developin',  and    incor- 


porate the  whole  business  right  away,  sett'm'  aside  part  of 
the  stock  for  what  old  man  Gorman  called  a  'workin' 
capital,'  and  meantime  the  old  man  was  to  put  up  for  ex- 
penses. Things  went  on  almost  too  smooth  for  the  next 
month.  The  ledge  opened  up  very  promisin',  Kitty  was 
more  friendly  every  day,  and  as  for  Pirot,  he  never  turned 
up  nowadays — anyhow  when  I  was  'round. 

"  Now  my  folks  back  in  Missouri'd  been  writin'  on  an 
average  once  every  six  months  for  the  last  five  years,  urgin' 
me  to  come  home  and  see  'em  before  they  all  died  off;  but 
I'd  never  had  no  means  to  go  or  any  way  to  get  any  up  to 
now.  But  when  another  letter  came  about  this  time,  still 
naggin'  me  to  come  on,  I  showed  it  to  old  man  Gorman,  for 
he  and  I'd  got  to  be  very  thick,  and  he  said  I'd  oughter  go, 
and  he'd  lend  me  the  money  to  go  with  and  look  after  things 
while  I  was  gone.  The  old  man  kept  his  word  ;  he  did 
look  after  things,  as  you'll  see,  ma'am. 

"  Well,  this  was  in  April.  I  got  back  and  saw  the  folks, 
took  a  little  general  fiassear  all  round,  and  it  was  way  into 
August  before  I  fetched  up  one  evening  on  the  stage  at  Gor- 
man's again.  At  the  first  glance,  before  I  got  down,  I  see 
there'd  been  some  considerable  changes  in  the  hotel  since 
I'd  been  gone.  The  main  buildin'd  been  repainted,  and 
there  was  a  complete  new  outfit  of  red  settees  on  the  front 
porch.  A  strange  man,  with  the  air  of  ownin'  the  whole 
plant,  came  out  from  the  office,  and  there  was  no  sign  of  old 
man  Gorman  or  Kitty  standin'  in  the  front  door,  as  was 
usual  with  'em  when  the  stage  came  in. 

"  I  felt  a  sort  of  sinkin'  at  the  heart  at  all  this,  as  though 
somethin'  bad  was  goin'  to  happen  to  me.  I  wasn't  kept 
long  in  doubt,  though,  about  the  state  of  things.  I  hadn't 
been  off  the  stage  five  minutes  when  I  learned  it  all.  Quick 
as  I'd  left,  old  man  Gorman  sold  Pirot  all  the  '  workin' 
capital '  as  a  starter.  Then  between  'em  they  worked  up  a 
scheme  to  sell  me  out  on  a  delinquent  assessment.  Then 
they  struck  an  English  syndicate  and  sold  out  the  property 
at  a  big  figure.  Next  thing  Kitty  became  Mrs.  Pirot,  old 
man  Gorman  closed  out  the  hotel,  and  the  three  of  'em  lit 
out  for  no  one  knew  where. 

"  Well,  ma'am,  I  won't  dwell  on  my  feelin's,  or  how  I  ex- 
pressed 'em  when  I  heard  all  this  and  found  it  true,  for 
that's  neither  here  nor  there.  I  could  see,  after  I'd  cooled 
down  and  reflected,  just  how  it  all  came  about.  I'd 
'hoodood'  everything  up  there  on  the  summit  by  asking 
for  bad  luck  to  strike  Pirot  and  by  usin'  the  pointed  lan- 
guage I've  referred  to  so  close  on  top  of  my  prayer  when 
the  snow-shoe  went  waltzin'  down  the  hill. 

"This,  I  think,  ma'am,"  concluded  Calkins,  as  he  rose  and 
stirred  up  the  camp-fire,  "  will  illustrate  my  remark  that 
while  there's  nothin'  prayer  won't  do,  if  you're  dead  in  earn- 
est and  pray  hard  enough,  at  the  same  time  it's  jost  as  true 
that  if  you  overload  your  prayer,  or  pack  a  lot  of  truck  on 
it  that  don't  belong  to  the  load,  or  show  temper  while  it's 
travelin',  it's  just  bound  to  go  balky  and  make  trouble  for 
you."  Edmund  Stuart  Roche. 

San  Francisco,  November,  1894. 


The  introduction  of  fire-arms — and  especially  of  breech- 
loading  fire-arms — and  the  rapid  opening  up  of  one  great 
hunting-ground  after  another,  have  wrought,  within  these 
last  sixty  years,  such  incredible  havoc  (says  a  writer  in  the 
Fortnightly)  that  great  game  is  now  rapidly  approaching  a 
period  of  extinction.  Men  begin  to  wonder  what  their  de- 
scendants of  the  next  century  will  have  left  them  in  the  way 
of  sport.  North  America  has  been  almost  destroyed  as  a 
game  country  ;  the  bison  has  gone — the  wapiti,  the  moose, 
the  caribou,  and  the  bear  are  going  fast.  Of  South  Africa 
— a  country  more  prodigally  endowed  by  nature  than  any 
other  part  of  the  world — the  same  miserable  tale  has  to  be 
told.  In  India,  the  same  war  of  extermination  has  been 
and  is  incessantly  waged,  and  with  the  same  results.  The 
Indian  lion,  the  great  mailed  rhinoceros,  the  gaur,  buffalo, 
sambur,  bear,  even  the  tiger  itself,  and  many  other  species 
of  great  game  are  vanishing  rapidly.  In  other  countries 
the  same  process  is  going  busily  forward. 
^•♦-*> 

Camels  are  now  in  general  use  throughout  Australia. 
Within  twenty-five  years,  by  scientific  breeding,  a  race  has 
been  produced  larger  in  frame,  sounder  in  wind  and  limb, 
and  able  to  carry  more  weight  than  the  Indian  camels 
originally  imported.  A  quarantine  for  imported  animals  is 
established  at  Port  Augusta,  two  hundred  and  sixty  miles 
north-west  of  Adelaide,  where  they  are  carefully  guarded 
for  three  months,  during  which  time  they  are  subject  to  a 
destructive  mange,  which  carrries  off  most  of  them,  but  to 
which  they  are  no  longer  liable  when  once  acclimatized. 
There  are  ten  thousand  camels  at  work,  which  not  only 
transport  loads  upon  their  backs,  but  are  trained  to  draw 
wagons,  yoked  in  teams  of  eight  like  oxen. 


Murder  is  no  laughing  matter,  but  it  is  hard  to  help  think- 
ing of  W.  S.  Gilbert  or  Lewis  Carrol  when  we  read  the  sen- 
tence recently  meted  out  to  a  gentleman  called  Wetzestein, 
at  Halle.  The  criminal  was  found  guilty  of  the  murder  of 
two  women  and  attempts  to  murder  others.  Now,  under 
German  law,  a  separate  sentence  is  passed  for  every  crime, 
and  Wetzestein  was  accordingly  twice  to  be  hanged  on  the 
capital  offenses  ;  while  for  the  nnurderous  assaults  he  was 
sentenced  to  fifteen  years'  imprisonment.  Which  sentence 
will  be  carried  out  first  does  not  transpire. 


Stations  where  bicyclists  in  trouble  may  find  help,  and 
tools,  air-pumps,  liquid  and  solid  rubber  for  their  pneumatic 
tires,  and  springs  for  their  saddles,  have  been  set  up  by  the 
Touring  Club  of  France.  At  present  they  have  one  in  the 
Bois  de  Boulogne,  two  in  the  Bois  de  Yincennes,  fourteen  in 
Seine  et  Oise,  the  department  around  Paris,  and  three  are  to 
be  established  in  the  Forest  of  Fontainebleau,  and  two  in 
Compiegnc. 

^  •-*■ 

San  Marino,  being  about  to  bring  out  a  new  issue  of 
postage-stamps,  notifies  stamp-collectors  through  the  Lon- 
don press. 


November  12,  1894. 


THE        ARC  ON  AUT. 


HORSE-RACING    IN    FRANCE. 

Our    Correspondent    writes    of  the    Autumnal     Grand     Prix— How 

Frenchmen  Adopted  the  English  Sport— Swells  and 

Ragtag  Mingle  ip  the  Betting-Ring. 

The  passion  for  horse-racing  has  increased  so  much  in 
France  that  Parisians  are  no  longer  satisfied  with  one 
Grand  Prix,  but  since  last  year  have  inaugurated  an 
autumnal  one,  which  was  run  yesterday  at  Longchamps, 
Best  Man,  the  English  horse,  being  the  winner  of  the  great 
prize.  The  amount  is  one  hundred  thousand  francs,  given 
solely  by  the  municipal  council,  instead  of  five  hundred 
thousand  francs,  the  amount  of  the  famous  spring  meeting, 
to  which  each  of  the  four  great  railroad  companies  con- 
tributes fifty  thousand  francs. 

But  it  is  not,  perhaps,  wholly  to  satisfy  the  national  love 
of  racing  that  the  usual  parsimonious  municipals  have  opened 
their  purse,  but  rather  a  gentle  way  to  woo  the  strangers 
within  their  gates  to  "linger  longer,  Lucy,"  and  thereby 
benefit  Parisian  trade,  which  has  been  no  little  impaired  dur- 
ing the  last  two  years  by  internal  political  strife  and  by  the 
recoil  of  the  financial  disasters  in  America. 

Horse-racing,  it  appears,  first  came  into  fashion  in  France 
in  the  days  of  Louis  the  Sixteenth.  A  writer  of  the  time 
says  :  "  A  jockey  is  nowadays  more  thought  of  than  a  run- 
ner. Ladies  go  to  the  races  and  seem  to  have  no  pity  for 
those  youths  with  closely-cropped  hair  who  render  them- 
selves wheezy  and  asthmatic  in  order  to  enable  Mgr.  le  Due 
to  win  the  prize."  The  first  racing  men  were  Philippe  d'Or- 
leans,  who  afterward  became  Philippe  Egalite,  the  Due  de 
Penthievre,  the  Chevalier  Saint-Georges,  and  the  Comte 
d'Artois,  afterward  Charles  the  Tenth.  The  race-course  was 
on  the  high-road  from  Paris  to  Saint-Denis. 

In  those  days,  however,  racing  was  an  expensive  luxury 
in  which  only  a  few  anglomaniacs  indulged — for  there  were 
anglomaniacs  even  in  those  far-off  days.  It  was  not  until 
after  the  Revolution  of  1830  that  the  passion  for  racing, 
which  has  ever  since  gone  on  increasing  in  ardor,  took  pos- 
session of  the  French  nation,  and  more  especially  of  the 
Parisians.  The  great  owners  then  were  Mme.  Latache  de 
Fay  and  the  eccentric  Lord  Seymour,  who  had  his  stables  in 
the  very  centre  of  Paris,  on  the  Boulevard  des  Italiens, 
where  the  Theatre  des  Nouveautes  now  stands. 

A  writer  on  the  manners  of  1830  declares  that  in  spite  of 
the  comparative  popularity  of  the  races,  the  passion  for 
horse-flesh  was  only  a  caprice  of  fashion,  and  that  it  would 
not  last.  "  Its  appearance  on  the  Parisian  horizon,"  he  says, 
"marks  only  a  new  phase  in  what  is  called  anglomania. 
Before  the  fall  of  the  empire,  a  Frenchman  rode  on  horse- 
back according  to  the  old  principles,  and  enjoyed  equitation 
according  to  the  routine  of  the  past.  The  end  of  the  Con- 
tinental blockade  was  the  signal  for  the  inauguration  of 
'  sport/  the  '  turf,'  '  steeple-chases.'  The  '  gentleman-rider ' 
crossed  the  channel  under  favor  of  the  same  wind  which 
carried  the  Belleropknn  and  its  illustrious  captive  to  St. 
Helena.  In  spite  of  the  favors  of  fashion,  in  spite  of  the 
foundation  of  a  famous  club— the  origin  and  name  of  which 
are  essentially  horsey — in  spite  of  the  more  serious  estab- 
lishment of  the  Societe  d'Encouragement  for  the  Improve- 
ment of  the  Race  of  Horses,  'sport*  has  scarcely  entered 
into  our  manners  any  more  than  the  word  has  into  our  lan- 
guage." 

For  years,  in  fact,  the  public  did  not  attend  the  races  ;  the 
members  of  the  Jockey  Club  and  of  the  Societe  d'Encourage- 
ment  used  to  be  present  almost  alone,  and  awarded  the 
prizes  with  grave  dignity.  Under  the  Second  Empire,  how- 
ever, these  equestrian  ceremonies  began  to  assume  a  festive 
air.  The  public  of  "  the  first  representations  " — the  "  Tout 
Paris  des  premieres  "—shone  in  the  first  ranks  of  the  grand 
stand,  and  the  ladies  in  grand  toilet  chatted  with  the  young 
"sportsmen"  about  the  horses  that  were  entered.  It  was 
then  that  some  noble  anglomaniac  imported  a  mail-coach 
from  England,  and  four-in-hands  became  at  once  a  fashion 
and  a  stumbling-block  to  French  orthographists. 

Among  the  most  brilliant  of  the  gentlemen-riders  of  that 
time  was  the  Due  de  Grammont  Caderousse,  a  singular 
combination  of  elegance  and  ignorance  and  one  of  the  last 
great  viveurs  of  Paris.  At  present,  in  spite  of  the  prophet 
whose  words  I  have  quoted  above,  horse-racing  is  becoming 
more  and  more  popular  in  France.  The  height  of  elegance 
and  the  quintessence  of  chic  is  to  own  race-horses.  It  is  the 
acme  of  luxury.  Nowadays  a  man  has  neither  power  nor 
influence  unless  he  keeps  race-horses,  owns  a  newspaper, 
and  provides  the  bulk  of  the  funds  of  some  theatre. 

Races  are  divided  into  two  categories :  those  of  the 
Soci&e  d' Encouragement  for  the  Improvement  of  the  Race 
of  Horses,  which  take  place  at  Longchamps  and  Chantilly, 
and  the  miscellaneous  speculative  meetings  at  Auteuil, 
Maisons-Laffitte,  St.  Ouen,  Vincennes,  etc.  The  races  at 
Longchamps  and  Chantilly  are  serious  ;  as  a  result  of  the 
improvement  in  horse-flesh  which  they  will  produce,  we  are 
promised,  in  the  eighth  generation,  decent  cab-horses.  The 
minor  races  have  been  organized  for  the  benefit  of  ladies 
who  take  pleasure  in  displaying  toilets  and  for  the  sake  of 
encouraging  betting. 

In  no  corner  of  God's  earth  does  the  book-maker  flourish 
more  rankly  and  luxuriously  than  in  Paris.  The  most  suc- 
cessful of  them  have  their  biographies  published  in  the 
Boulevard  journals,  wherein  they  hold  up  a  low,  beer- 
drinking  stable-boy  as  a  model  of  an  English  gentleman. 
The  book-maker  and  the  horse-dealer  have  now  the  honor  of 
setting  the  fashion  to  the  scions  of  French  nobility.  The 
more  closely  M.  le  Comte  resembles  his  groom  in  the  cut 
of  his  trousers,  the  stiffness  of  his  collar,  and  the  tie  of  his 
neck-cloth,  the  more  correct  is  his  elegance.  From  the 
millionaire  to  the  shop-keeper,  from  the  banker  to  the  road- 
sweeper,  all  rush  to  the  inclosure  on  the  race-courses  where 
book-makers  flourish,  and  each  one  is  instigated  by  the  hope 
of  exchanging  his  little  scrap  of  green  or  yellow  card- 
board for  a  pile  of  bank-notes  or  louis. 

The  races  resemble  the  Bourse  in  more  features  than  one. 


There  are  the  same  cries,  the  same  fevers,  the  same  dancing 
of  pencils  on  pocket-books,  the  same  wild  joys,  the  same 
cruel  deceptions.  But  few  people  go  to  see  the  races  or  to 
bask  in  the  sunlight  or  in  the  smiles  of  the  pretty,  elegantly 
dressed  women.  The  main  preoccupation  of  everybody  is 
money.  It  is  a  frenzy.  People  nowadays  live  by  betting, 
just  as  they  live  on  clubs  or  on  women,  and  just  as  govern- 
ments live  on  human  folly.  Betting  has  become  a  liberal 
profession. 

This  invasion  of  speculation  has  democratized  horse- 
racing,  which  was  originally  a  pleasure  only  for  the  rich. 
Compare  the  weighing-paddock  at  Longchamps  to-day  with 
what  it  was  a  few  years  ago.  Now  everybody  enters — 
every  notary's  clerk,  every  grocer's  assistant,  every  counter- 
skipper  who  "  respects  himself,"  pays  his  twenty  francs  on 
Sunday,  and  swaggers  with  his  ticket  hanging  at  his  button- 
hole and  his  race-glass  swinging  gracefully  on  his  hip. 

Little  by  little  the  most  painted  and  shameless  cocottes  are 
driving  away  honest  women  from  the  inclosure,  where  they 
were  queens  of  old,  and  the  time  will  doubtless  come  when 
the  populace  will  be  left  to  enjoy  the  ennobling  pleasure  of 
horse-racing  and  betting  alone  and  when  the  races  will  be 
no  longer  fashionable.  Then  some  other  folly  will  become 
the  rage  of  the  hour,  for  there  is,  it  seems,  an  implacable 
necessity  which  obliges  the  French  to  struggle  against  the 
monotony  of  their  existence. 

This  sentence  may  astonish  strangers  ;  but  we  who  live 
in  Paris  know  there  is  nothing  more  monotonous  than 
Parisians'  pleasures.  They  do  over  every  year,  at  the  same 
seasons — nay,  on  the  very  same  days — what  they  did  the 
years  before.  They  will  strive  to  vary  their  tastes,  their 
fashions,  their  enthusiasms,  their  infatuations,  in  order  not 
to  lose  that  reputation  of  innate  frivolity  which  honors  and 
distinguishes  them  in  the  eyes  of  Europe. 

Meanwhile  Longchamps,  Auteuil,  Chantilly  remain  the 
common  resort  of  the  beau  monde  and  the  populace.  There 
you  may  always  see  a  display  of  rank,  beauty,  fashion,  and 
elegant  equipages.  The  return  from  the  race  is  as  brilliant 
as  ever,  only  it  is  more  democratic  ;  for  one  fine  carriage 
you  will  see  ten  broken-down  cabs  drawn  by  emaciated 
horses,  trotting  with  their  noses  in  the  dust. 

All  along  the  avenues  of  the  Bois  de  Boulogne  and  the 
Champs-Elysees,  under  the  chestnut-trees,  the  economic 
gomme  sits  gracefully  sucking  canes  and  raising  hats  to  car- 
riage people  who  do  not  return  the  salute.  Exiled  royalty, 
drawn  by  two  horses,  and  holiday-making  bourgeois,  drawn 
by  a  fat  pony,  drive  down  the  Champs-Elysees  to  see  and  to 
be  seen.  The  women,  leaning  back  in  their  victorias,  their 
busts  thrown  forward  by  cushions,  display  their  handsome 
toilets  and  their  exuberant  beauty.  And  the  economic 
gomme  raises  hats  with  unwearied  patience,  and  Liane  de 
Pougy,  in  the  midst  of  all,  descends  the  avenue  in  her 
cabriolet,  with  all  the  insolence  of  her  loud  costumes  and  the 
impudence  of  her  meretricious  luxury.  DORSEY. 

Paris,  October  S,  1894. 


INDIVIDUALITIES. 


The  most  grewsome  modern  calling,  beyond  all  question, 
is  that  of  a  deep-sea  diver  employed  in  examining  and  clear- 
ing away  sunken  wrecks.  Putting  aside  the  fact  that  his 
life  is  in  constant  danger  from  the  assaults  of  submarine 
enemies  or  accident  to  his  diving-dress  and  apparatus,  the 
sights  that  he  is  called  upon  to  see,  and  to  see,  moreover, 
amid  the  most  horrible  surroundings,  exceed  in  ghastliness 
even  those  which  confront  the  hospital  or  the  army  surgeon. 
Nowhere  else  on  land  or  sea  are  so  many  accumulated 
horrors  to  be  found  as  in  the  hull  of  a  ship  which  has  sunk 
with  crew  and  passengers.  The  hideous  condition  in  which 
the  diver  finds  the  victims  of  the  wreck,  some  half-devoured 
by  fish,  some  standing  upright  and  floating  to  and  fro  with  a 
ghastly  parody  of  living  motion,  some  still  locked  together 
as  though  yet  in  the  last  agony  of  the  death  struggle,  each 
fighting  for  some  real  or  fancied  chance  of  escape,  and  some 
swollen  to  twice  their  natural  size,  floating  about  the  interior 
of  a  ship,  and  knocking  and  rubbing  up  against  him  with  a 
hideous  life-likeness  that  is  utterly  indescribable — these  are 
some  of  the  horrible  sights  which  deep-sea  divers  have  to 
work  amid  when  they  are  employed  on  sunken  wrecks. 
When  to  all  these  are  added  the  awful  gloom  and  silence 
amid  which  the  work  has  to  be  performed,  there  will  not 
seem  to  be  much  doubt  that  of  all  modern  callings  that  of 
the  deep-sea  diver  is  the  most  grewsome. 


Since  the  advent  of  the  pneumatic-tired  wheel,  with  ball- 
bearings, records  have  been  falling  before  the  bicycle  more 
rapidly  than  before  the  trotter — notwithstanding  the  phenom- 
enal advances  of  the  latter — until  of  late  several  wheelmen 
have  been  going  miles  below  two  minutes,  leaving  the  trotter 
quite  out  of  the  race.  But  no  bicyclist  had  come  within 
striking  distance  of  the  speed  of  even  an,  ordinary  thorough- 
bred, until  of  a  sudden  a  professional  racing  cyclist,  John 
S.  Johnson,  the  "Western  wonder,"  took  fourteen  seconds 
off  the  bicycle  record  at  a  single  clip,  and  eclipsed  all  thor- 
ough-breds  by  riding  a  mile  in  one  minute  thirty-five  and 
two-fifths  seconds.  The  feat  was  accomplished  over  a 
straight  track  at  Buffalo,  N.  Y.,  on  October  24th.  The 
pace-makers  were  four  men  mounted  on  a  quadruplet  ma- 
chine. Thus  for  the  first  time  in  the  world's  history  a  man 
has  propelled  himself  a  mile,  purely  by  muscular  exertion, 
faster  than  the  muscles  of  any  other  living  creature  ever  car- 
ried it  over  the  earth's  surface. 


Last  May,  Queen  Victoria  visited  Manchester  for  three 
hours  to  open  the  new  ship  canal.  The  bills  for  the  celebra- 
tion, amounting  to  fifty  thousand  dollars,  are  being  now  in- 
vestigated. Among  the  items  is  one  of  seven  thousand  dol- 
lars for  badges  for  the  city  council.  At  the  banquet  they 
ate  strawberries  at  one  dollar  and  forty  cents  a  pound, 
asparagus  at  one  dollar  a  bunch,  and  pineapples  at  three  dol- 
lars apiece.  It  cost  one  hundred  and  ten  dollars  to  look 
after  the  queen's  horses  and  carriages.  The  auditor  reported 
that  it  looked  as  though  something  else  had  been  opened  be- 
sides the  canal. 


President  Casimir-Perier  is  an  early  riser,  being  at  work 
on  his  letters  and  dispatches  every  morning  at  half-past  six. 
Nevertheless,  he  often  reads  till  one  o'clock  at  night. 

The  first  surgeon  to  use  the  antiseptic  treatment  for 
wounds  was  Sir  Joseph  Lister,  the  famous  English  operator. 
He  is  now  about  to  retire  from  his  profession  on  account  of 
old  age. 

Labouchere  says  that  for  some  time  after  Mr.  Gladstone's 
resignation,  he  was  bent  upon  taking  holy  orders,  and  it  was 
with  a  view  to  that  step  that  he  announced  his  intention  of 
retiring  from  the  House  of  Commons  at  the  dissolution. 

Sardou's  father  has  just  died  at  Cannes  at  the  age  of 
ninety-three.  He  began  life  as  a  commercial  traveler,  but 
took  up  school  teaching,  and  wrote  some  educational  text- 
books. He  did  his  best  to  keep  his  son  from  writing,  as  he 
wished  him  to  become  a  doctor. 

Sir  Charles  Dilke  continues  to  suffer  from  a  kind  of  os- 
I  tracism,  which  is  none  the  less  real  because  it  is  so  delicate. 
\  It  is  not  so  marked  in  the  House  of  Commons  as  it  was, 
1  but  there  are  some  Liberals,  who  in  the  old  days  would  have 
1  been  anxious  to  obtain  his  services  as  a  public  speaker,  who 
;  now  carefully  exclude  his  name  from  their  lists. 

The  fact  is  carefully  suppressed  by  the  English  press  that 

Viscount    Drumlanrig,   the    eldest    son    of  the    Marquis    of 

Queensberry,  whose  death  was  announced  last  month,  com- 

\  mitted  suicide.     The  young  man  was  recently  engaged,  and 

1  the  announcement  caused  two  other  women,  with  whom  he 

1  had  relations,  to   threaten  him.     The  young  man  blew   his 

brains  out. 

Dr.   H.  T.  Helmbold,  the  proprietor  of  a  patent  medicine 
that  made  his  name  known  all   over  the  world  twenty-five 
years  ago,  died   in  an   insane  asylum   in  Trenton,   N.  J.,  a 
1  few  days  ago.     At  one  time  his  wealth  was    reckoned   in 
(  the  millions,  he  entertained   General  Grant  and  other  promi- 
nent men  at  Long  Branch,  and  he  was  spending  a  million  a 
year  in  advertising,  but   dissipation  shattered  his  mind  and 
1  scattered  his  fortune. 

Ex-Minister  Lothrop  says  that  he  never  knew  an  Ameri- 
can who  on  meeting  the  late  Czar  was  not  impressed  by  his 
1  stature  and  bearing.  But  though  a  man  of  remarkable 
physique,  he  always  had  the  appearance  of  bashfulness,  and 
like  many  physical  giants  his  mind  moved  slowly,  but  when 
once  made  up,  it  was  not  easy  to  change.  For  the  absolute 
monarch  of  one  hundred  millions  of  people,  he  seemed 
modest  and  rather  retiring. 

James  Anthony  Froude,  the  historian,  was  in  Boston  dur- 
ing the  city's  great  fire  in  1S72.  He  had  just  finished  his 
course  of  lectures  the  evening  on  which  the  fire  broke  out, 
and  the  manager  of  the  course  held  in  his  hand  a  check  for 
one  thousand  dollars — the  proceeds  of  two  or  three  of  the 
lectures.  He  proffered  the  check  to  Mr.  Froude,  but  the 
warm-hearted  Englishman  immediately  ordered  it  paid  to 
the  proper  authority  for  the  benefit  of  the  sufferers  by  the 
fire. 

Prince  Clodwig  Carl  Victor  von  Hohenlohe-Schillings- 
furst,  the  new  German  chancellor,  is  seventy-four  years  of 
age.     He  will  be  called  Hohenlohe  for  short.     His  wife  was 

:  the  Princess  von  Sayn-Witthenstein-Berleberg,  and  they  have 
five  children,  of  whom  the  eldest  is  a  Prussian  cavalry  cap- 

1  tain.  Prince  von  Hohenlohe  was  embassador  to  France 
during  the  troublous  dayrs  following  the  war,  and  subse- 
quently was  made  governor  of  Alsace-Lorraine.  Two  more 
difficult  positions  no  man  could  well  hold  successfully. 

The  Boston   Transcript  recalls   the  tragic  fate  of  those 

I  great  composers  who  preceded  Strauss,  and  whom  Vienna 

'  once  similarly  lauded.     Schubert  was  allowed  to  starve  in 

!  the  midst  of  the  great  capital ;  Mozart,  living,  was  so  treated 

j  that    he   wrote    his    greatest   work,    "Don    Giovanni,"   for 

Prague,  and  when  he  died  he  was  laid  in  a  pauper's  grave  ; 

j  Beethoven,    to    spite    the    Viennese,    dedicated    his    ninth 

,  symphony  to  the  King  of  Prussia.    "  But  the  elder  Strauss," 

says  the   Transcript,  "  struck  the  true  keynote  of  Viennese 

musical  taste,  and   his  gifted   son,  the  present  Johann,  kept 

i  up  the  family  tradition." 

That  Dr.  Holmes  was  a  typical  Yankee  in  undemonstrative- 
ness  was  shown  in  the  meeting  with  his  son,  who  was  wounded 

!  at  Chancellorsville.  For  many  days  he  had  sought  the  cap- 
tain on  the  fields  and  in  the  hospitals,  and  at  last  learned  that 
he  was  on  a  train  that  was  carrying  the  wounded  to  Wash- 

I  ington.  He  entered  the  car,  saw  the  pale  face  of  his  wounded 
boy,  and  they  clasped  hands  with  a  "  Hello,  cap,"  and  a 
"  Hello,  dad."  Judge  Holmes  has  received  from  the  Prince 
of  Wales,  through  the  Secretary  of  State,  a  letter  of  con- 
dolence on  the  death  of  his  distinguished  father.  Embassa- 
dor Bayard,  recalling  the  fact  that  the  English  have  placed 
the  busts  of  Lowell  and  Longfellow  in  Westminster  Abbey, 
is  quite  sure  they  will  place  that  of  Holmes  there,  also. 

As  an  instance  of  the  abundance  of  claimants  to  the  Span- 
ish throne,  Sehor  Emilio  Castelar  relates  that  at  one  of  the 
splendid  balls  which  Marshal  de  MacMahon  gave  during 
the  exhibition  of  1878,  Queen  Isabella  of  Bourbon  met  King 
Amadeo  of  Savoy,  who  had  replaced  her  on  the  throne  of 
Spain.  She  invited  the  monarch  to  see  her  in  her  little 
palace,  near  the  Arc  <\e  Triomphe.  Amadeo,  flattered  at 
this  exhibition  of  affability,  made  haste  to  visit  her.  On  en- 
tering the  palace,  he  met  the  Due  de  Montpensier,  another 
claimant  to  the  Spanish  crown.  Hardly  had  Amadeo 
saluted  the  royal  hostess,  when  she  introduced  to  him  her 
"cousin  Don  Carlos."  The  king's  astonishment  reached  a 
culminating  point  when  an  usher,  in  loud  tones,  proclaimed 
the  entrance  of  His  Excellency  the  Marquis  de  Molins,  Em- 
bassador of  His  Majesty  Alfonso  the  Twelfth,  King  of 
Spain.  This  was  too  much  for  the  Italian  prince,  who  found 
himself  face  to  face  with  so  many  rivals  or  their  represent- 
atives ;_and,  taking  his  leave,  he  retired  as  soon  3^ 


6 


THE         ARGONAUT. 


November  12,  1894. 


WAR    ON    ANONYMA. 

"Piccadilly"    discusses   the  Crusade   against  the   London    Music- 
Hall  "  Promenades  "—The  Women  who  Frequent  Them — 
Excitement  amonET  the  Londoners. 

The  echoes  of  the  war  which  has  been  going  on  in  Lon- 
don during  the  past  few  weeks  have  doubtless  reached  as  far 
as  San  Francisco.  Your  readers  have  probably  read  some- 
thing in  the  cable  dispatches  about  the  excitement  over  the 
music-hall  licenses.  The  excitement  does  not  wane.  The 
latest  event  to  increase  it  was  the  refusal  of  the  county 
council  to  renew  the  license  of  the  Empire  Music-Hail. 

It  was  yesterday  that  the  licensing  committee  of  the 
county  council  came  to  this  decision.  This  morning  the 
papers  were  crowded  with  important  news — the  flight  of  the 
Chinese  army,  the  resignation  of  Count  Caprivi,  the  unfavor- 
able turn  of  the  Czar's  malady,  the  crisis  in  Servia,  and  the 
impending  downfall  of  the  cabinet  in  Spain.  But  none  of 
these  events  excite  the  least  attention,  and  the  sole  topic  of 
conversation  is  the  refusal  to  renew  the  license  of  the  Empire. 
The  Empire  Music-Hall  is  one  of  the  best  known  in  Lon- 
don. It  is  on  the  same  plan  as  the  Alhambra  and  the  Palace 
Varieties.  This  latter  is  the  one  about  which  the  row  began. 
The  Palace  Varieties  was  formerly  the  deserted  National 
Opera  House  on  the  Thames  Embankment.  Sir  Augustus 
Harris  took  it  and  transformed  it  into  its  present  condition. 
It  was  here  that  the  "  living  pictures  "  were  given  which  ex- 
cited the  horror  of  Lady  Henry  Somerset  and  Mrs.  Ormiston 
Chant,  and  which  resulted  in  opposition  to  the  renewal  of 
the  Palace  license.  But  this  movement  failed,  and  oddly 
enough  the  licenses  of  the  Palace  Varieties  and  the  Alhambra 
were  both  renewed,  while  a  license  was  refused  to  the  Em- 
pire, and  that  establishment  is  now  closed.  Thus  the  curious 
spectacle  is  presented  of  one  music-hall,  the  Alhambra,  in 
full  blast,  while  only  a  few  yards  away  the  Empire  stands 
dark  and  silent. 

The  causes  for  this  are  complex.  When  the  agitation  was 
begun,  the  county  council  did  not  intend  to  do  more  than 
to  smooth  over  the  temporary  agitation,  and  then  renew  the 
licenses.  But  the  Empire  people  raised  an  awful  row. 
They  got  the  newspapers  to  come  to  their  aid.  The 
Telegraph,  the  most  widely  circulated  paper  in  London, 
published  ever)'  day  for  nearly  a  fortnight  an  entire  page  of  j 
letters  on  the  subject,  most  of  them  in  favor  of  the  music- 
halls.  It  also  published  during  that  time  three  leading 
articles  in  favor  of  these  institutions.  It  was  very  evident 
that  the  sentiment  of  London  was  opposed  to  the  "  prudes,"  j 
as  the  papers  called  them,  and  in  favor  of  the  music-halls. 
The  Empire  managers,  therefore,  emboldened  by  the  moral 
(or  immoral)  support  of  the  press  and  people,  attempted  to 
browbeat  the  county  council.  Mr.  George  Edwardes,  the 
manager,  announced  from  the  stage  night  before  last  that  if 
the  licensing  committee  insisted  on  his  abolishing  the 
"  promenade,"  the  Empire  would  be  closed.  This  attempt 
to  "  bluff"  the  committee  succeeded  only  in  irritating  them, 
and  they  renewed  the  licenses  of  all  the  music-halls  except 
that  of  the  Empire.  Mr.  Edwardes  then  carried  out  his 
threat.  He  called  all  the  actors,  dancers,  musicians, 
ushers,  waiters,  and  stage  hands  together — some  six  hundred 
and  forty-seven  in  all — and  made  them  a  speech  behind  the 
scenes.  He  informed  them  that  the  county  council  would 
not  permit  the  Empire  "promenade"  to  continue,  and 
hence  the  theatre  would  be  closed. 

The  "  promenade  "  of  the  Empire  and  the  "  promenades  " 
at  all  the  music-halls  are  on  the  same  general  plan.  The 
"  promenade  "  is  always  at  the  back  of  the  first  circle — cor- 
responding to  the  dress-circle  at  the  ordinary  theatre.  You 
can  buy  a  stall  or  a  box  at  any  of  these  music-halls,  or  you 
can  go  into  the  pit.  The  performances  are  excellent,  and 
many  men  take  their  wives  and  sweethearts  into  the  main 
body  of  the  house.  This  is  only  a  step  from  the  '  prome- 
nade," but  there  they  do  not  go. 

In  the  "promenade"  you  will  see  numbers  of  young 
people  of  both  sexes,  all  well  dressed.  The  men  are  almost 
universally  in  evening  clothes  ;  the  women  are  all  in  hand- 
some gowns,  and  most  of  them  are  young  and  many  of 
them  are  beautiful.  Their  conduct  is  unexceptionable  ;  the 
conversation  is  in  a  subdued  tone  while  the  performers  are 
on  the  stage,  and  even  when  the  curtain  is  down  there  is  no 
loud  talk  or  laughter.  Attendants  in  livery  are  at  every 
hand,  various  beverages  are  served,  there  are  little  nooks 
and  corners,  luxurious  lounging-chairs,  and  altogether,  ex- 
cept for  the  presence  of  the  women,  it  looks  not  unlike  a 
swell  club. 

It  is  this  sort  of  thing  which  Lady  Henry  Somerset  and 
her  followers  are  attempting  to  break  up.  It  is  rather  diffi- 
cult to  tell  what  they  are  trying  to  do.  If  they  succeed  in 
closing  all  these  "  promenades,"  they  simply  drive  the 
women  to  the  streets.  There  are  a  good  many  there  now. 
All  the  way  along  Regent  Street,  from  Langham  Place  to 
the  Haymarket,  men  are  accosted  by  women  in  the  later 
hours  of  the  afternoon.  After  nightfall  it  is  worse.  Picca- 
dilly, Pall  Mall,  Regent  Street,  the  Haymarket,  and  the 
Strand  are  filled  with  women.  Many  of  them  are  low  Bel- 
gian women,  brazen  and  coarse  creatures,  and  they  have  an 
evil  reputation  for  robbing  men.  The  women  who  frequent 
the  "  promenades  "  are  at  least  honest,  because  the  manage- 
ment watches  them  carefully.  If  they  are  turned  out  into 
the  street  with  these  other  creatures,  no  good  can  come  to 
them  or  the  men  who  consort  with  them.  There  are  grades 
among  these  unfortunates.  Does  Lady  Henry  Somerset  think 
she  is  doing  good  by  driving  a  fallen  woman  lower  still  ? 

One  of  the  frail  women  who  frequent  these  "  promenades  " 
was  interviewed  by  one  of  the  great  London  dailies,  and  she 
said  : 

"  Because  I  don't  happen  to  wear  a  wedding-ring,  am  I  to 

be  trodden   into  the  mire  and  compelled  to  face  an  early 

death  by  prowling  about  Piccadilly  until  the  small  hours  ? 

What  have  I  done  that  I  should  be  treated  as  a  social  out- 

I  am  perfectly  honest,  well  conducted,  and,  though  1 

i)  it,  a  lady.     Then  why  drive  me  into  the  gutter  ?     If  I 


am  a  social  blot,  you  mustn't  blame  me.  I  am  what  I  have 
been  made.  I  have  not  got  time  to  worry  it  out  why  nature 
made  me  a  woman,  nor  do  I  blame  men.  It  is  very  absurd 
to  hold  them  responsible  for  my  frailty.  I  am  not  frail. 
On  the  contrary,  I  enter  my  daily  life  with  eyes  open,  and  it 
is  the  same  with  every  other  woman  I  know.  But  I  am  a 
human  being  and  a  woman.  Am  I  to  be  treated  like  a  wild 
beast  ? " 

It  is  rather  difficult  to  answer  such  questions.  If  women 
of  the  kind  who  frequent  the  Empire  are  driven  to  the 
streets,  they  almost  invariably  become  criminals — which  they 
are  not  now.  Their  present  offense  is  against  the  moral  and 
not  the  civil  law.  The  people  who  are  trying  to  "  reform  " 
these  matters  do  not  offer  any  solution  as  to  what  to  do  with 
the  women.  Even  if  they  could  be  reformed,  and  were  all 
willing  to  go  out  to  service,  how  many  of  the  good  ladies 
who  follow  Lady  Henry  Somerset  would  be  willing  to  take 
these  soiled  doves  into  their  houses?  Very  few,  I  fancy. 
And  even  those  few  would  probably  decline  at  the  last  mo- 
ment, thinking  with  some  uncertainty  of  the  effect  of  a  re- 
formed and  handsome  house-maid  upon  a  bald,  unreformed, 
and  unhandsome  husband. 

The  problem  is  a  very  old  one.  It  will  probably  never 
be  solved.  But  London  is  better  than  it  was.  Twenty 
years  ago  there  were  night-houses  in  the  Haymarket  where 
more  revolting  scenes  could  be  witnessed  than  in  the  most 
degraded  dens  of  Hong  Kong  and  Yokohama.  When 
middle-aged  men  were  boys,  no  decent  woman  ever  entered 
the  Cremorne,  the  Holborn  Casino,  or  the  Argyle  Rooms. 
The  songs  that  were  sung  at  such  places  then  were  unspeak- 
ably vile  ;  nothing  obscene  is  now  permitted  at  the  modern 
music-halls,  and  many  decent  women  go  to  them.  It  is  true 
that  many  who  are  not  decent  go  there,  too,  and  they  are 
the  ones  who  are  found  in  the  "promenades  "  ;  but  they  are 
angels  of  light  compared  to  their  foul-mouthed,  light-fingered, 
brawling  sisters  of  a  generation  ago.  Low  women  then  in- 
veigled men  away,  while  their  bully  lovers  lurked  a  few 
paces  in  the  rear,  following  the  victim  ;  many  a  man  then 
lost  not  only  his  purse  but  his  life  through  being  accosted  by 
a  woman  in  the  streets  or  theatres  of  London.  Now  the 
changed  methods  of  the  present  day  have  insured  at  least 
good  order  and  decency  among  the  fallen  women.  Their 
lives,  at  the  best,  are  hopeless  ones  ;  there  is  nothing  at  the 
end  of  them  ;  if  their  "  good "  sisters  drive  them  into  the 
streets  and  the  boozing-kens  of  London,  they  will  have  accom- 
plished nothing  for  public  morality  and  they  will  have  done 
much  for  private  immorality.  PICCADILLY. 

London,  October  27,  1894. 


OLD    FAVORITES. 


Going  Back  Again. 
I  dreamed  that  I  walked  in  Italy 

When  the  day  was  going  down, 
By  a  water  that  flowed  quite  silently 

Through  an  old  dim-hghted  town  : 

Till  I  came  to  a  Palace  fair  to  see  : 

Wide  open  the  windows  were  : 
My  love  at  a  window  sat,  and  she 

Beckoned  me  up  the  stair. 

I  roamed  through  many  a  corridor 

And  many  a  chamber  of  state  : 
I  passed  through  many  an  open  door, 

While  the  day  was  growing  late  : 

Till  I  came  to  the  Bridal  Chamber  at  last, 

All  dim  in  the  darkening  weather. 
The  flowers  at  the  window  were  talking  fast, 

And  whispering  all  together. 

The  place  was  so  still  that  I  could  hear 

Every  word  that  they  said  : 
They  were  whispering  under  their  breath  with   fear, 

For  somebody  there  was  dead. 

When  I  came  to  the  little  rose-colored  room, 

From  the  window  there  flew  a  bat. 
The  window  was  opened  upon  the  gloom  : 

My  love  at  the  window  sat : 

She  sat  with  her  guitar  on  her  knee, 

But  she  was  not  singing  a  note. 
For  some  one  had  drawn  (ah,  who  could  it  be  ?) 

A  knife  across  her  throat. — Owen  Meredith. 


WOMEN    IN    POLITICS. 


The    Play. 
Lo  1  'tis  a  gala  night 

Within  the  lonesome  latter  years  ! 
An  angel  throng,  bewinged,  bedight 

In  veils,  and  drowned  in  tears, 
Sit  in  a  theatre  to  see 

A  play  of  hopes  and  fears, 
While  the  orchestra  breathes  fitfully 

The  music  of  the  spheres. 

Mimes,  in  the  form  of  God  on  high, 

Mutter  and  mumble  low, 
And  hither  and  thither  fly  ; 

Mere  puppets  they,  who  come  and  go 
At  bidding  of  vast,  formless  things 

That  shift  the  scenery  to  and  fro, 
Flapping  from  out  their  condor  wings 

Invisible  woe  ! 

That  motley  drama  ! — oh,  be  sure 

It  shall  not  be  forgot  ! 
With  its  Phantom  chased  forevermore 

By  a  crowd  that  seize  it  not, 
Through  a  circle  that  ever  returneth  in 

To  the  selfsame  spot ; 
And  much  of  madness,  and  more  of  sin 

And  horror,  the  soul  of  the  plot. 

But  see,  amid  the  mimic  rout 

A  crawling  shape  intrude  ! 
A  blood-red  Thing  that  writhes  from  out 

The  scenic  solitude  ! 
It  writhes  !   it  writhes  !  with  mortal  pangs 

The  mimes  become  its  food, 
And  the  seraphs  sob  at  vermin  fangs 

In  human  gore  imbrued. 

Out — out  are  the  lights — out  all  ! 

And  over  each  quivering  form, 
The  curtain,  a  funeral  pall, 

Comes  down  with  the  rush  of  a  storm  ; 
And  the  angels,  all  pallid  and  wan, 

Uprising,  unveiling,  affirm 
That  the  play  is  the  tragedy  "Man," 

And  its  hero,  the  conqueror  Worm. 

— Edgar  Allen  Foe. 


Our  New  York  Correspondent  tells  about  the  Feminine  Movement 

There — How    the    Meetings    are    Conducted —  A 

"Woman's  War  on  Tammany. 

The  women  of  New  York,  though  they  did  not  get  the 
constitutional  convention  to  pass  their  provision  granting 
them  the  right  to  vote,  have  been  taking  an  active  part  in 
the  canvass.  Meetings  of  women  have  been  held  all  over 
the  city,  and  the  issues  of  the  day  have  been  thoroughly  dis- 
cussed. The  ladies  appear  all  to  be  Republicans,  though 
some  of  them  have  wished  it  to  be  understood  that  they  are 
non-partisan  opponents  of  Tammany.  They  have  modified 
Stockton's  phrase,  and  say  that  the  problem  of  the  hour  is 
"  Husbands  or  the  Tiger." 

A  women's  municipal  league  meets  regularly  in  a  hall  in 
Broome  Street.  The  attendance  is  not  so  large  as  the 
founders  of  the  league  would  like.  Mrs.  Charles  Haven 
Royce  observed  :  "  We  have  been  working  hard  to  get  the 
women  on  the  East  Side  to  come  out  this  afternoon  ;  many 
of  them  promised  to  come,  but  you  see  they  are  not  here. 
Some  of  them  have  sent  word  that  their  husbands  ordered 
them  to  stay  at  home  and  mind  their  own  affairs.  There  is 
Tammany  influence  for  you." 

A  Republican  women's  committee  meets  at  Lincoln  Hall 
in  Abingdon  Square,  and  is  addressed  by  a  Mrs.  Titcomb, 
Mrs.  James  Serinsgour,  of  Brooklyn,  Mrs.  Theodore  Sutro, 
and  Mrs.  Robbins,  of  the  College  Settlement.  The  point 
they  usually  make  is  that  the  corrupt  rule  of  Tammany 
demoralizes  young  men,  and  that  it  is  the  duty  of  mothers 
to  wean  their  sons  from  so  pernicious  an  institution.  Dr. 
Parkhurst  abounds  a  good  deal  at  these  women's  meetings, 
and  makes  speeches  on  his  usual  theme  that  virtue  is  ex- 
cellent and  vice  horrid.  Mixed  up  with  him  is  a  vocalist 
who  sings  a  song  on  the  "Lady  Bucking  the  Tiger." 

Over  on  the  East  Side,  in  Willett  Street,  there  is  a  hall 
where  women's  meetings  are  held  ;  Mrs.  Parkhurst,  wife  of 
the  reverend,  is  the  presiding  genius.  She  urges  women  to 
make  their  husbands  register,  so  as  to  vote  for  men  who 
would  improve  their  conditions  and  make  them  endurable — 
in  other  words,  to  vote  down  Tammany. 

Another  municipal  women's  league  meets  in  West  Twenty- 
Eighth  Street,  and  consists  chiefly  of  working  girls.  It  was 
lately  addressed  by  Mrs.  Dr.  Robbins,  who  showed  that  she 
understood  her  subject,  and  really  made  an  excellent  speech. 
She  said,  among  other  things  :  "  Last  year  our  boss,  Timothy 
Sullivan,  went  about  after  the  election,  croaking,  '  I  had  the 
Irish  and  the  Italians,  but  the  Dutch  east  of  the  Bowery 
done  me  dirt.'  "  Another  speaker,  named  Moss,  who  was  a 
male,  told  a  story  of  the  capture  of  a  German  municipal 
government  by  the  women,  who  flocked  to  the  town  hall, 
with  broomsticks  in  their  hands.  He  applied  the  moral : 
"  The  women  of  to-day  will  accomplish  by  their  moral  cour- 
age what  that  little  band  of  women  in  the  German  hamlet 
succeeded  in  doing.  You  have  husbands  and  friends  who 
need — I  hope  not  the  broomsticks — but  urging  to  do  their 
duty.  A  crisis  is  at  hand  which  involves  the  stability  of  the 
home,  and  when  that  is  involved,  woman  is  always  called  for." 
The  largest  of  the  women's  meetings  was  held  on  the 
twenty-fifth  in  Cooper  Union.  President  Seth  Low,  of 
Columbia  College,  presided,  and  observed  in  his  opening 
speech  that  the  present  woman's  movement  was  not  born  of 
accident,  but  of  the  deep  stirring  up  of  the  body  politic. 
He  commended  the  earnestness  and  perseverance  shown  by 
the  women  in  their  effort  to  overthrow  Tammany  Hall.  The 
meeting  was  addressed  by  Charles  G.  Fairchild  and  Henry 
George,  who  said  :  "  I  care  very  little  whether  women  vote 
or  not ;  but  when  the  question  of  government  affects  the 
home  and  family,  it  ought  to  explain  why  women  should  be 
interested -in  good  government." 

The  participation  of  the  fair  sex  in  the  canvass  of  course 
demonstrates  that  there  is  more  interest  taken  in  it  than 
usual ;  but  it  is  doubtful  whether  it  will  change  a  thousand 
votes  or  strengthen  the  cause  of  woman  suffrage.  The 
ladies  are  all  on  one  side.  They  remind  the  observer  of  the 
attempt  to  establish  parliamentary  government  in  Egypt. 
A  fine  hall  was  erected,  and  leading  Egyptians  were  shown 
through  it  by  an  Englishman.  He  showed  them  that  the 
supporters  of  the  government  would  sit  on  one  side  and  the 
opposition  on  the  other,  as  is  the  case  in  the  British  Parlia- 
ment. "But,"  cried  the  Egyptians,  with  one  voice,  "we  are 
all  supporters  of  the  government.  We  will  all  sit  on  that 
side."  It  was  impossible  to  explain  to  them  the  uses  of  an 
opposition  party. 

Again,  the  ladies  have  been  called  from  the  privacy  of 
their  homes  by  the  horrible  revelations  of  the  Lexow  Com- 
mittee. Those  revelations  were  the  burden  of  the  speeches 
at  most  of  the  meetings.  They  are  shocking  enough,  and 
may  well  have  roused  horror  in  gentle  breasts.  But  to 
make  them  the  foundation  of  a  reform  movement  in  muni- 
cipal government  is  conceding  too  much  to  sentiment — 
which  is  precisely  what  opponents  of  female  suffrage  have 
contended  that  women  would  do  if  they  were  clothed  with 
political  power.  Women  and  clergymen,  being  destitute  of 
the  reasoning  faculty,  see  a  wrong  and  straightway  demand 
that  the  whole  edifice  in  which  the  wrong  arose,  and  all  its 
surroundings,  shall  be  torn  down~;  forgetting  that  when  it 
has  been  torn  down  it  must  be  replaced,  and  that  the  last 
end  of  that  town  may  be  worse  than  the  first. 

In  the  addresses  which  were  delivered  by  ladies  before 
the  committee  of  the  constitutional  convention,  there  was  but 
one  woman — Mrs.  Mary  Putnam  Jacobi — who  added  any- 
thing that  was  new  and  forcible  to  the  controversy  ;  and  in 
the  present  female  crusade  against  Tammany  there  seems 
to  be  but  one  woman — Mrs.  Josephine  Lowell — who  could 
tell  a  man  something  which  he  did  not  know  and  which  he 
ought  to  learn.  The  others  all  talk  commonplace.  They 
are  in  politics  for  no  purpose.  The  only  reason  why  any 
one  should  listen  to  them  is  not  that  they  have  anything  to 
say,  but  that  they  are  women.  FLANEUR. 

New  York,  November  3,  1894. 


November  12,  1894. 


THE 


ARGONAUT. 


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EDITORIAL    NOTES. 

When  M.  M.  Estee  was  nominated  for  governor,  it  came 
like  a  wet  blanket  upon  the  Republican  party  of  this  State. 
Mr.  Estee  is  doubtless  a  very  worthy  man,  but  he  is  not  a 
popular  one.  He  is  imbedded  in  the  public  mind  as  a  man 
who  is  persistently  and  unsuccessfully  seeking  office.  He 
has  once  before  been  defeated  as  a  candidate  for  governor, 
and  has  been  "  mentioned  "  for  cabinet  positions  and  foreign 
ministries  without  number.  He  has  filled  several  orna- 
mental positions,  such  as  the  chairmanship  of  conventions. 
He  also  was  appointed  chairman  of  the  committee  to  in- 
form General  Harrison  that  he  was  nominated  for  the  Presi- 
dency. It  was  on  this  occasion  that  he  made  the  celebrated 
speech  which  was  worthy  of  Sir  Boyle  Roche,  and  which 
has  passed  into  history.  Mr.  Estee  was  also  a  member  of 
the  Pan-Handle  Pan-American  Convention — the  ends  of 
which  no  man  knew,  and  no  man  knoweth  to  this  day. 
With  all  these  honors,  one  would  think  that  Mr.  Estee 
would  have  been  content.  But  no.  His  ambition  was  a 
vaulting  one,  and  it  has  indeed  o'erleaped  itself.  Mr.  Estee 
demanded  the  nomination  for  governor.  It  certainly  did 
not  come  to  him,  unsought,  while  he  was  seated  in  his  white 
toga,  musing  in  the  market-place.  Mr.  Estee  got  a  stout 
string  around  it,  and  then  yanked  it  to  him  with  a  "  pull." 

The  Argonaut  has  hitherto  refrained  from  saying  any- 
thing against  Mr.  Estee's  candidacy.  Weak  as  we  deemed 
the  nomination  to  be,  we  thought  it  better  to  be  silent  for 
the  sake  of  the  ticket.  But  now  that  Mr.  Estee  has  dragged 
down — not  the  ticket,  but  himself — the  intense  disgust  of  the 
rank  and  file  of  the  Republican  party  is  finding  voice.  In 
a  Republican  year  like  this  to  elect  the  entire  State  ticket 
except  the  governor — from  the  bottom  up  to  all  but  the  top 
— is  indeed  exasperating.  There  are  few  men  who  can  say — 
as  Mr.  Estee  can — that  they  have  twice  been  candidates  for 
the  governorship  of  a  great  State,  and  twice  unsuccessful. 
But  fewer  still  can  say  that  when  all  the  Northern  States 
were  Republican,  and  all  the  other  candidates  on  their  ticket 
were  elected  and  were  Republican,  they  still  were  doomed 
to  defeat. 

When  the  Republican  State  Convention  was  in  session 
last  June,  it  was  freely  remarked  by  Mr.  Estee's  friends 
that  "  this  is  a  Republican  year — even  a  yellow  dog  might 
be  elected."  Perhaps  he  might,  but  apparently  Mr.  Estee 
can  not  be. 

For  a  number  of  weeks  this  journal  has  been  persistently 
telling  its  Republican  readers  that  voting  for  non-partisan 
and  other  independent  tickets  in  this  city  meant  voting 
for  Democrats.  It  seems  odd  that  level-headed  men  in  this 
community  should  go  on  year  after  year  being  hoodwinked 
by  this  stale  sham.  Our  warnings  are  coming  true.  Two 
years  ago  the  Non-Partisan  ticket  in  this  city  succeeded  in 
electing  the  mayor  and  one  supervisor,  while  twenty-nine 
Democratic  officials  were  inducted  into  office.  This  year 
it  threatens  to  be  even  worse.  With  the  entire  country  swept 
by  a  Republican  tidal  wave — with  even  New  York  city,  that 
sink  of  Democracy,  electing  Republican  officials — with  the 
entire  State  ticket  in  California  Republican — San  Francisco 
has  gone  largely  Democratic.  At  present  writing,  it  looks  as  if 
the  Democrats  had  a  majority  of  the  board  of  supervisors  and 
had  elected  many  of  the  leading  municipal  officials.  If  this 
be  true,  it  is  directly  due  to  the  folly  of  Republicans  divid- 
ing in  the  face  of  the  enemy. 


It  now  seems  probable  that  the  next  California  legislature 
will  be  Republican  by  more  than  two  to  one.  Out  of 
twenty  State  senators  elected,  there  are  but  three  Democrats, 
and  out  of  eighty  assemblymen  there  are  but  seventeen  Demo- 
crats. There  are  three  Populists  in  the  assembly  and  sixty 
Republicans.  On  joint  ballot,  the  vote  will  probably 
stand  85  to  32.  This  makes  the  outlook  a  rosy  one  for 
Republicans  having  senatorial  aspirations.  Hitherto,  but 
two  names  have  been  mentioned  —  Senator  George  C. 
Perkins  and  Mr.  M.  H.  de  Young.  But  now  new  men  are 
coming  to  the  front.  Mr.  Irving  M.  Scott,  among  others,  is 
mentioned.  We  hope  there  will  be  no  lack  of  candidates, 
that  an  opportunity  for  choice  may  exist.  There  is  plenty 
of  good  timber  in  the  party.  The  Democrats  have  a  vigor- 
ous representative  in  the  Senate  in  the  person  of  Mr. 
Stephen  M.  White.  Is  it  not  possible  for  the  Republican 
party  to  send  to  the  Senate  a  man  of  equal  ability  ? 


If  Mr.  James  H.  Budd  does  all  the  things  as  Democratic 
governor  that  he  promised  the  people  he  would  do,  he  will 
die  of  overwork  in  the  first  three  months,  and  will  be  suc- 
ceeded by  the  Republican  lieutenant-governor,  Mr.  S.  G. 
Millard. 


Three  weeks  ago,  commenting  on  the  municipal  campaign 
in  this  city,  the  Argonaut  remarked  :  "  To  thoughtful  men 
it  would  sometimes  seem  as  if  the  newspapers  were  wholly 
destitute  of  influence,  and  as  if  the  people  made  up  their 
minds  entirely  without  reference  to  the  press.  In  this  city, 
next  month,  there  will  be  an  opportunity  to  test  it.  Three 
leading  daily  journals — the  Examiner  (Democratic  morning 
paper),  the  Call  (Republican  morning  paper),  and  the 
Bulletin  (Republican  evening  paper)  have  espoused  the 
cause  of  the  Non-Partisan  ticket.  The  Chronicle  (Repub- 
lican morning  paper)  supports  the  Republican  ticket  The 
Democratic  ticket  has  no  newspaper  supporter.  Here  is  a 
clear-cut  issue — three  newspapers  against  one,  four  news- 
papers against  none.  Yet  when  the  ballots  come  to  be 
counted,  it  will  be  found,  we  think,  that  the  Democratic 
ticket,  which  had  no  newspaper,  will  have  more  ballots  than 
the  Non-Partisan,  which  had  three,  and  that  the  Republican 
ticket,  which  had  one  newspaper  as  against  three,  will  have 
more  ballots  than  either  of  the  other  two."  The  election 
has  partially  borne  out  our  forecast,  and  has  wholly  verified 
the  principle  we  laid  down,  to  wit :  that  the  people  make  up 


their  minds  without  reference  to  the  press.  The  Non-Parti- 
san ticket  was  supported  by  three  journals — the  Examiner, 
the  Call,  and  the  Bulletin.  The  Non-Partisan  ticket  has  cut 
scarcely  any  figure  at  all.  The  Republican  ticket,  which  was 
supported  by  one  newspaper,  the  Chronicle,  has  elected  a  few 
of  its  candidates.  The  Democratic  ticket,  which  had  no 
journalistic  support,  elected  the  largest  number  of  candi- 
dates. While  Adolph  Sutro,  who  was  elected  mayor  by  a 
majority  over  all  his  competitors,  was  supported  by  no  news- 
paper at  all. 

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AN    IMPERIAL    TRAGEDY. 

The    Story    of  the   Mexican    Empire,    from    Taylor's    "  Maximilian 

and  Carlotta  " — Scenes  in  Two  Noble  Lives  Sacrificed 

to  Napoleon  the  Third's  Ambition. 

There  is  not  a  more  pathetic  figure  on  the  historic  stage 
of  our  times  than  that  of  the  mad  Empress  Carlotta  of 
Mexico,  whose  life  is  going  out  in  darkness  in  an  obscure 
Belgian  chateau.  She  had  high  ambition  and  the  qualities 
to  attain  her  end,  but  fate  was  too  strong  for  her,  and  her 
life  will  remain  one  of  the  most  pitiful  in  history.  The 
story  of  the  attempt  to  found  an  empire  in  the  New  World 
has  recently  been  re-told  in  "  Maximilian  and  Carlotta  :  A 
Story  of  Imperialism,"  by  John  M.  Taylor,  who  has  brought 
to  light  some  new  information  on  this  interesting  episode. 
His  book  is  brief,  but  it  is  a  mass  of  facts,  and  will  make  a 
valuable  addition  to  the  literature  of  American  history. 

Mr.  Taylor  draws  this  picture  of  the  couple  whose  story 
he  tells  : 

The  crown  was  offered  to  a  man  of  kingly  race  and  history.  At 
Schonbrunn,  in  July,  1832,  a  second  son  was  born  to  the  Archduke 
Francis  Charles,  brother  of  Ferdinand  the  First  of  Austria,  and 
Sophia  Frederica  Dorothea,  Princess  of  Bavaria.  In  royal  fashion 
this  child  of  imperialism  was  christened  Ferdinand  Maximilian 
Joseph,  honored  names  in  the  annals  of  the  house  of  Hapsburg- 
Lorraine.  He  was  educated  for  the  navy,  entered  the  service  at  the 
age  of  fourteen,  and,  apart  from  the  preferment  and  promotion  which 
would  inevitably  mark  the  career  of  the  emperor's  brother,  he  won, 
by  his  ability  and  merit,  the  rank  of  rear-admiral.  Prince  Salm- 
Salm,  a  schoolmate  and  close  friend,  who  served  on  the  staff  of  Maxi- 
milian and  who  died  in  a  charge  of  the  Prussian  cavalry  at  Grave- 
lotte,  thus  describes  him  : 

"  He  was  about  six  feet  high  and  of  slender  figure.  His  movements  and 
gait  were  light  and  graceful,  his  greeting  especially  genial.  His  mouth  had 
the  unmistakable  stamp  of  Hapsburg  house,  but  not  so  strongly  marked  as 
with  some  of  his  illustrious  family.  The  expression  of  his  face  was  kind  and 
friendly,  and  so  was  his  bearing.  Even  with  his  intimates  he  was  never 
familiar,  but  preserved  a  certain  dignity  of  manner.  He  was  true  to  his 
friends  and  loyal  to  a  fault,  for  be  never  could  suspect  treachery  in  those  who 
surrounded  him.  His  love  of  beauty  and  harmony  was  so  great  that  he  was 
easily  captivated  by  handsome  people  with  pleasing  manners,  and  he  could 
not  divest  himself  of  the  idea  that  a  fine  human  form  must  contain  a  noble 
!  soul.  Raised  in  the  gayest  capital  in  Germany,  or,  perhaps,  in  ihe  whole 
world,  educated  at  one  of  its  most  brilliant  courts,  this  prince,  though  always 
of  a  cheerful  disposition,  was  never  prone  to  frivolity  or  the  many  follies  by 
which  young  men,  situated  like  himself,  usually  enervate  alike  their  brains  and 
systems.  While  others  were  flitting  the  '  golden  moments '  away — taking  part 
in  pompous  shows  or  indulging  in  the  effeminacies  of  a  life  at  court — he  was 
immured  with  his  professors  or  deeply  intent  upon  some  erudite  work.  Edu- 
cated, too,  by  men  who  feared  not  to  tell  him  the  truth — men  who  had  his  wel- 
fare solely  at  heart — he  '  possessed  opportunities ' — I  am  using  his  own  words 
— '  seldom,  alas  !  accorded  to  princes.'  Nor  has  he  shown  himself  to  be  un- 
worthy or  unappreciative  of  the  lore  and  devotion  thus  bestowed  upon  him  by 
his  early  teachers." 

The  notable  event  in  the  early  manhood  of  the  archduke,  and  the 
one  which  molded  his  destiny  when  the  great  question  of  his  life  was 
to  be  decided,  was  his  marriage  in  the  first  year  of  his  viceroyalty 
(July  27,  1857),  at  Brussels,  to  the  Princess  Maria  Charlotte  Amelia, 
daughter  of  Leopold  the  First,  King  of  Belgium,  and  the  "  Holy 
Queen  "  Louise  Maria,  the  second  daughter  of  Louis  Philippe.  At 
the  time  of  her  marriage,  Carlotta  was  but  seventeen  years  of  age  ; 
but  she  was  no  stranger  to  questions  of  diplomacy  and  statecraft, 
since  from  childhood  she  was  accustomed  to  be  present  in  the  council 
of  state  when  questions  of  policy  were  discussed,  and  she  was  familiar 
with  both  the  open  and  secret  operations  in  imperial  politics. 

She  was  tall,  beauuful,  and  graceful,  with  a  gentleness  that  won  all 
who  met  her,  and  of  courtly  and  gracious  manners.  She  spoke  and 
wrote,  with  equal  fluency,  French,  German,  English,  Spanish,  and 
Italian,  and  was  trained  in  all  the  duties  and  refinements  of  court 
etiquette.  She  was  noted  for  her  acts  of  charity,  and  devoted,  both 
in  her  private  and  public  life,  to  the  happiness  and  welfare  of  the 
people.  The  marriage  of  these  royal  lovers  was  less  for  reasons  of 
state  than  from  affection  and  choice.  There  seemed  to  be,  in  the 
courts  of  Europe,  at  that  time,  no  man  of  higher  promise,  of  more 
notable  achievements  for  his  years,  than  Maximilian  ;  and,  beyond 
question,  there  was  not,  among  the  daughters  of  royalty,  one  of 
greater  acquirements,  of  wider  knowledge  of  political  affairs,  of  loftier 
ambition,  of  fairer  fame,  than  Carlotta. 

These  were  the  two  who  accepted  the  offer  of  an  imperial 
throne  in  Mexico.  They  set  sail  for  the  New  World  on 
April  14,  1864,  accompanied  by  a  brilliant  retinue  of 
French,  Austrian,  and  Mexican  officers.  Of  their  reception 
in  the  land  of  their  adoption,  Mr.  Taylor  says  : 

The  emperor  and  empress  were  welcomed  with  enthusiasm,  and 
from  Vera  Cruz  to  Mexico  their  progress  was  one  grand  ovation.  It 
was  the  tribute,  in  part,  of  a  despairing  people  released  from  the 
curse  of  war  and  the  ruin  of  revolution,  and,  in  part,  of  a  faction 
animated  by  a  selfish  purpose  ;  but  to  Maximilian  and  Carlotta,  in- 
spired by  their  romantic  mission,  the  demonstrations  were  genuine 
and  prophetic  of  loyalty  and  peace. 

How  swiftly  those  guaranties  were  repudiated  is  well 
known.  In  the  extremity  to  which  the  young  emperor  and 
his  wife  were  soon  reduced,  Carlotta  determined  at  last  to 
go  to  Europe  and  make  a  personal  appeal  to  Napoleon  the 
Third  : 

The  story  of  that  last  interview  has  not  been  written.  It  is  hidden 
in  the  secrets  of  state  at  London,  Paris,  and  Vienna  ;  in  the  silence 
of  the  burial  crypt  at  Farnborough  ;  in  the  night  of  madness  that 
still  enshrouds  the  mind  of  Carlotta  ;  and  in  the  sorrowful  memories 
of  Sedan  that  embitter  the  life  of  the  Empress  of  France.  To  the 
world  "  the  desperate  adventurer  of  Cologne,"  as  Von  Moltke  calls 
Louis  Napoleon,  was  a  cold,  hard,  unimpassioned  man  ;  but  in 
truth  he  was  sympathetic,  and  even  his  soul  must  have  been 
awakened  by  the  entreaties  of  Carlotta,  who  had  listened  to  his 
voice,  who  had  trusted  his  good  faith,  and  now.  with  his  very  prom- 
ises to  her  husband  in  her  hands,  battled  for  his  honor  and  his  life, 
and  to  all  arguments,  to  all  reasons  of  state,  could  at  last  plead 
nothing  but  his  danger  and  her  own  heart's  anguish. 

The  decision  fell  with  terrible  force  ;  and  the  first  thought  of 
Carlotta  was  to  fly  from  the  scene  of  her  defeat,  to  recover  herself, 
to  gain  new  courage,  to  devise  new  plans,  to  arm  for  a  new  struggle, 
to  invite,  nay,  compel  the  assistance  once  so  freely  tendered  and  now 
so  utterly  denied.  King  Leopold  was  dead,  and  Belgium  was 
powerless  to  answer  her  appeal  ;  Austria  looked  coldly  on  the  neces- 
sities of  the  prince  who  had  renounced  his  right  to  her  succession, 
and  France  had  canceled  the  solemn  obligations  of  her  treaty. 
There  was  still  one  hope  of  high  promise  to  her  soul.  She  would 
go  to  Rome,  claim  the  good  offices  of  the  "  visible  chief  of  the 
church,"  the  servant  of  the  servants  of  God,  and  appeal  to  his 
humanity,  to  his  sense  of  duty.  She  could  not  be  made  to  realize 
how  impotent  were  his  temporal  powers,  and  how  impossible  of  per- 
formance were  the  deeds  she  would  commit  to  his  hands. 


The  journey  was  undertaken  in  October.  As  the  special  train  as- 
signed to  the  empress  and  her  suite  stopped  at  one  of  the  stations, 
she  frightened  her  companions  by  saying,  quietly,  but  with  great  em- 
phasis :  "  I  will  not  go  to  Rome.  I  am  afraid  they  will  poison  me 
there.  I  will  go  back  to  Miramar."  She  at  once  began  to  talk 
again  in  her  usual  manner  and  tone  ;  and,  while  every  word  and 
gesture  was  noted  with  deep  anxiety,  no  other  sign  that  her  burden 
bad  been  too  sorrowful  to  bear  was  then  given. 

In  the  evening  of  the  fourth  day  after  her  arrival,  she  suddenly  in- 
formed one  of  her  most  trusted  friends,  with  caution  as  to  secrecy, 
that  Napoleon  had  hired  three  of  her  suite,  including  her  physician, 
to  poison  her,  and  a  moment  later  she  charged  the  friend  herself 
with  being  one  of  the  parties  to  the  scheme.  She  ordered  that  none 
of  the  suspected  persons  should  be  admitted  to  her  presence,  and 
prayed  their  arrest  of  the  Mexican  minister  and  Cardinal  Antonelli. 
In  a  final  audience  at  the  Vatican,  she  entreated  of  the  Pope  protec- 
tion from  her  enemies,  and  insisted  that  there  only  was  she  safe  from 
the  designs  of  the  poisoners.  The  delusion  had  taken  complete  pos- 
session of  her  mind,  increased  each  day  in  its  intensity,  and,  with 
many  pitiable  symptoms,  culminated  in  a  refusal  to  taste  any  food  or 
drink  unless  purchased  by  herself  in  the  streets  or  prepared  in  her 
presence  by  a  trusted  attendant.  The  most  skillful  medical  treatment, 
the  most  devoted  service,  failed  in  their  merciful  and  hopeful  pur- 
poses, and  in  the  last  days  of  October  the  empress  was  taken  in 
charge  by  her  mother  and  other  members  of  her  family,  and  re- 
turned again  to  Miramar,  and  afterward,  in  the  trust  of  improve- 
ment, to  the  home  and  scenes  of  her  youth,  where,  in  the  shadow  of 
her  infirmity,  she  still  waits  for  the  emperor's  coming. 

Not  less  sad  was  the  position  of  Maximilian  at  this  time. 
The  story  of  his  final  betrayal  by  the  traitor,  Lopez,  is  told 
in  this  passage : 

At  dawn  of  the  15th,  Lopez  suddenly  entered  Salm-Salm's  room, 
and  said,  excitedly  :  "  Quick  !  save  the  emperor's  life  ;  the  enemy  is 
in  the  Cruz ! "  Salm-Salm  hurried  to  the  emperor's  room  and 
found  him  fully  dressed  ;  and,  on  announcing  the  fact  stated  by 
Lopez,  he  quietly  said  :  "  We  are  betrayed.  Go  and  let  the  guard 
and  hussars  march  out.  We  will  go  to  the  cerro  and  see  how  we  can 
arrange  this  matter.  I  shall  come  directly."  It  is  probable  that  at 
this  moment  the  emperor  hoped  that  the  death  which  he  had 
often  sought  in  vain  amid  the  bursting  shells  on  the  plaza  might  be 
at  hand,  and  clothed  him  with  the  calmness  and  stoicism  that  marked 
every  incident  of  his  capture  and  surrender  as  a  prisoner  of  war. 
He  left  the  convent  with  Salm-Salm,  Castillo,  Pradillo,  and  his  secre- 
tary. Blasio,  on  the  way  to  the  hussars'  quarters  across  the  plaza  ; 
and  outside  the  door  they  were  halted  by  some  soldiers  of  the  enemy. 
To  their  surprise,  Lopez  stepped  out  from  this  group  with  the  Lib- 
eral colonel,  Rincon  ;  and  the  latter,  after  saluting  the  emperor  and 
his  friends,  said  to  the  escort  :  "  They  may  pass  ;  they  are  citizens." 
It  was  the  evident  wish  of  some  one  in  authority  that  the  emperor 
should  escape  ;  and,  as  he  pressed  on  to  the  hill  outside  the  walls, 
he  was  again  met  by  Lopez,  now  armed  and  on  horseback,  who  im- 
plored him  to  go  to  the  house  of  Rubio,  the  banker,  where  he  would 
be  safe.  His  only  answer  was:  "I  do  not  hide  myself."  He  re- 
fused to  mount  his  horse  ;  sent  orders  to  Miramon  and  Mejia  to 
come  with  the  hussars  and  all  other  forces  they  could  muster  ;  and, 
passing  a  cavalry  battalion  of  the  enemy,  with  Lopez  at  its  head,  the 
party  passed  on  foot  to  the  rallying  point  at  the  top  of  the  hill. 

Dense  columns  of  infantry  surrounded  the  position  ;  several  bat- 
teries opened  a  heavy  fire  ;  only  a  handful  of  the  imperial  troops 
reached  the  top  ;  many  of  the  Mexicans  openly  went  over  to  the 
enemy  ;  and  suddenly  the  bells  of  the  convent  rang  out  the  signal 
that  the  treason  of  Lopez  had  been  successful.  Miramon  had  been 
badly  wounded  and  taken  prisoner  in  his  effort  to  reach  the  emperor  ; 
the  hussars  had  been  captured  and  disarmed  by  an  overwhelming 
force,  with  Lopez  in  command  ;  and  only  Mejia,  Campos,  Salm- 
Salm,  and  a  few  other  officers  were  at  hand.  The  emperor  asked 
Mejia  if  they  could  cut  their  way  out,  and  he  simply  said  :  "Your 
majesty  may  look  around  and  judge.  I  care  little  whether  I  am 
killed  ;  but  I  will  not  take  the  responsibility  of  leading  your  majesty 
to  certain  death."  "  Now  for  a  lucky  bullet.  Salm,"  was  the  em- 
peror's pathetic  cry  a  moment  later,  as  he  saw  the  white  flag  raised 
at  two  points  near  him,  and  knew  that  further  resistance  was  useless, 
and  the  sacrifice  of  life  unjustifiable  in  the  increasing  fire  of  artillery 
and  musketry,  and  with  the  hill  surrounded  by  Liberal  battalions. 

But  no  lucky  bullet  came  :  Maximilian  surrendered,  and 
was  tried  by  a  court-martial  and  condemned  to  death. 
Finally,  Mr.  Taylor  describes  the  last  sad  scenes  : 

In  the  morning  of  the  nineteenth  of  June,  the  tolling  bells  an- 
nounced the  coming  execution  of  the  Republican  decree.  Maxi- 
milian, and  Miramon  and  Mejia,  who  were  to  die  with  him,  were 
permitted  to  spend  a  part  of  their  last  night  together,  under  guard. 

Maximilian  wrote  several  letters,  to  his  legal  advisers,  to  Juarez,  to 
his  brother  the  Emperor  of  Austria,  to  his  mother  the  Archduchess 
Sophia,  and  to  his  wife. 

He  gave  the  letters  to  the  priest,  and  also  handed  him  his  will,  in 
which  remembrances  were  given  to  many  of  the  foreign  officers 
and  to  all  his  servants,  and  legacies  were  left  to  the  families  of 
Miramon  and  Mejia.  At  four  o'clock  the  last  sacraments  were  ad- 
ministered and  a  mass  was  celebrated.  At  six  o'clock  the  com- 
mander of  the  guard  entered  the  room,  and  announced  the  order  of 
the  government  to  carry  out  the  sentence  of  the  court-martial. 
Maximilian  simply  said,  "  I  am  ready,"  and,  calling  to  his  two  friends, 
they  went  out  of  the  convent  together.  At  the  door  he  paused  a  mo- 
ment and  said  to  Ortega  :  "  Ah  !  what  a  glorious  day  ;  it  is  such  as 
I  desired  for  my  death." 

The  "  Hill  of  the  Bells,"  memorable  as  the  scene  of  the  last  battle 
and  surrender,  was  chosen  for  the  execution.  Three  carriages  were 
provided  for  the  condemned,  and  Maximilian  entered  the  first  one, 
accompanied  by  Father  Soria  ;  and  the  solemn  procession,  guarded 
by  an  escort  of  four  thousand  soldiers,  with  a  squadron  of  lancers  at 
the  head,  passed  on  through  the  streets  crowded  with  people  who 
had  assembled  to  pay  their  last  tribute  of  respect  and  loyalty.  On 
arriving  at  the  hill,  Maximilian  alighted,  and,  followed  by  Miramon 
and  Mejia,  walked  quickly  to  the  open  end  of  the  square  of  troops, 
where  three  crosses  had  been  placed  to  mark  their  positions. 

He  looked  earnestly  about  him,  and,  at  a  wave  of  his  hand, 
silence  fell  on  all ;  and  in  a  steady,  clear  voice  be  said  : 

"  Mexicans  :  Men  of  my  rank  and  origin  are  destined  to  become  the  bene- 
factors of  the  people,  or  their  martyrs.  Called  by  a  part  of  you  to  the 
throne,  I  have  lived  and  cared  only  for  the  welfare  of  the  country.  1  did  not 
come  to  you  through  ambition,  but  I  came  filled  with  the  best  wishes  for  the 
future  of  my  adopted  country,  for  the  future  of  the  brave  men  to  whom,  in 
my  hour  of  death,  I  render  thanks  for  their  sacrifices. 

"Mexicans:  May  my  blood  be  tne  last  shed  for  the  welfare  of  this  coun- 
try. But  if  it  be  necessary  that  others  shall  shed  theirs,  then  may  it  flow  for 
the  benefit  of  the  nation,  and  not  in  consequence  of  treason. 

"  Long  live  independence  !    Long  live  Mexico  !" 

The  firing  party,  which  consisted  of  three  officers  and  three 
platoons  of  seven  men  each,  came  into  position  at  a  few  paces'  dis- 
tance. Maximilian  stepped  forward  and  gave  a  gold  piece  to  each 
soldier,  saying  :  "  Boys,  aim  well  ;  aim  at  my  heart,"  and  to  the  offi- 
cer who  prayed  his  forgiveness  :  "  Courage,  my  son  ;  no  forgiveness 
is  necessary  ;  you  must  obey  your  orders."  Returning,  he  exchanged 
places  with  Miramon  and  said  :  "  General,  sovereigns  always  admire 
the  brave,  and  on  the  point  of  death,  I  wish  to  give  you  the  place  of 
honor  "  ;  and  to  Mejia  :  "  General,  he  who  has  not  been  rewarded 
on  earth  will  certainly  be  in  heaven."  The  final  moment  had  come, 
and  each  man  stood  quietly,  with  uncovered  eyes,  to  meet  his  fate. 
An  instant's  silence,  the  ringing  orders,  the  sharp  report  of  the  rifles, 
and  his  faithful  companions  sealed  their  devotion  to  Maximilian  with 
their  lives,  and  he  yielded  up  his  own  to  Napoleon's  greed  of  conquest 
and  power  and  the  dazzling  visions  of  imperial  dignity  and  re- 
nown. 

So  ended  an  episode  which  was  a  pitiful  tragedy  and  at 
the  same  time  a  most  important  event  in  the  diplomatic  his- 
tory of  our  country.  We  have  here  treated  on  the  pict- 
uresque, personal  side  of  the  event  ;  for  its  diplomatic  and 
political  history  we  must  refer  our  readers  to  Mr.  Taylor's 
book  itself,  which  is  published  by  G.  P.  Putnam^ 
New  York. 


8 


THE         ARGONAUT. 


November  12,  1894. 


LITERARY    NOTES. 


New  Publications. 

"  Rags  and  Velvet  Gowns,"  by  A.  G.  Plympton, 
a  children's  story  about  a  poor  little  boy  and  a  rich 
little  girl,  has  been  published  by  Roberts  Brothers, 
Boston  ;  price,  50  cents. 

"Secrets  of  Happy  Home  Life:  What  Have 
You  to  Do  with  It?"  a  little  sermon  by  J.  R. 
Miller,  D.  D.,  has  been  published  by  Thomas  Y. 
Crowell  &  Co.,  New  York  ;  price,  35  cents. 

"  The  Birth  of  a  Soul,"  by  Mrs.  A.  Phillips,  a 
study  of  the  development  of  an  interesting 
woman's  character,  has  been  published  in  the 
Riallo  Series  by  Rand,  McNally  &  Co.,  Chicago  ; 
price,  50  cents- 
Ten  short  stories  of  Norse  children,  of  our  day 
and  of  the  time  when  fairies  played  their  pranks 
on  mortals,  are  contained  in  a  book  of  "  Norse- 
land  Tales,"  by  Hjalmar  Hjorth  Boyesen.  They 
are  well  told  and  interesting,  and  teach  the  lesson 
of  honor,  truthfulness,  and  courage.  Published 
by  Charles  Scribner's  Sons,  New  York  ;  price, 
$1.25. 

"  A  Light  Through  the  Storm  "  is  the  title  of  a 
volume  of  verses  by  Charles  A.  Keeler,  which 
cover  a  wide  range  of  topics  and  styles,  but  are  all 
characterized  by  elevated  thought  and  smooth  dic- 
tion. Photogravure  reproductions  of  five  paintings 
by  William  Keith  and  drawings  by  Louise  Mapes 
Keeler  illustrate  the  book.  Published  by  William 
Doxey,  San  Francisco. 

"Another  Girl's  Experience,"  by  Leigh  Web- 
ster, is  a  story  for  girls.  Her  young  heroine,  weary 
of  the  busy  life  of  an  eldest  daughter  in  a  minister's 
large  family,  determines  to  strike  out  for  herself, 
and  accordingly  goes  to  a  great  city  as  companion 
to  an  invalid.  She  comes  out  all  right  in  the  end, 
of  course,  but  she  has  a  trying  experience.  Pub- 
lished by  Roberts  Brothers,  Boston  ;  price,  $1.25. 

James  Whitcomb  Riley's  new  collection  of  his 
verses  printed  in  the  past  twelvemonth  or  so  takes 
its  name  from  the  first  poem  in  the  book,  "  Armi- 
zandy."  It  contains  more  than  one  hundred  poems 
of  various  kinds,  the  "  hoosier  verse  " — of  which 
we  print  two  of  the  best  in  another  column — 
predominating  in  both  quantity  and  excellence. 
Mr.  Riley's  child-verse,  too,  is  very  sympathetic, 
and  in  an  Irish  serenade  he  has  made  an 
essay  in  a  new  field.  Published  by  the  Bowen- 
Merrill  Company,  Indianapolis  ;  price,  $1.25. 

"The  Flute-Player  and  Other  Poems"  contains 
a  collection  of  verses  by  Francis  Howard  Williams, 
some  of  them  new  and  some  reprinted  from 
the  magazines  and  minor  periodicals.  Among 
the  longer  poems  are  "The  Flute-Player,"  the 
story  of  an  old  player's  dream  of  his  life  during  a 
symphony ;  "  Rizzio,"  his  death  dialogue  with 
Mary  Queen  of  Scots,  in  Holyrood  ;  and  other  nar- 
rative and  reflective  poems.  The  remaining  pages 
are  devoted  to  "  An  Idle  Day,"  a  sequence  of  son- 
nets ;  a  number  of  separate  sonnets  ;  and  "  A 
Primrose  Path  :  Songs  and  Trifles."  Published  by 
G.  P.  Putnam's  Sons,  New  York  ;  price,  $1.00. 

William  Foster  Apthorp  has  collected  and  re- 
vised several  of  his  essays,  lectures,  and  papers  on 
musical  topics,  and  has  issued  them  in  a  volume  of 
nearly  three  hundred  and  fifty  pages,  entitled 
"Musicians  and  Music-Lovers."  The  first  essay 
has  given  its  name  to  the  book  ;  the  others  are 
"Johann  Sebastian  Bach,"  "Additional  Accom- 
paniments to  Bach's  and  Handel's  Scores," 
"  Giacomo  Meyerbeer,"  "Jacques  Offenbach," 
"Two  Modern  Classicists"  (Robert  Franz  and 
Otto  Dresel),  "John  Sullivan  Dwight,"  "Some 
Thoughts  on  Musical  Criticism,"  and  "  Music  and 
Science."  Published  by  Charles  Scribner's  Sons, 
New  York  ;  price,  $1.50. 

"  The  Untempered  Wind,"  by  Joanna  E.  Wood, 
is  a  sombre  and  powerful  story  on  the  theme  of 
Hawthorne's  "Scarlet  Letter,"  with  the  difference 
that  here  it  is  the  woman  and  not  the  man  whose 
atonement  for  a  sin  is  made  the  subject  of  a  story. 
Myron  Holder,  the  granddaughter  of  an  old  En- 
glish broom-maker,  becomes  the  unwedded  mother 
of  a  child,  and  the  storm  of  gossip  that  is  raised 
against  her  is  untempered  indeed  ;  she  lives  in  a 
New  England  village,  and,  from  the  hypocritical 
mouthings  of  the  village  preacher  to  the  taunts  of 
the  children  in  the  street,  all  is  against  her.  In  the 
end  she  meets  her  betrayer  and  he  marries  her  ; 
but  the  reparation  is  too  late,  her  life  is  done  and 
her  child  is  dead.  Published  by  J.  Selwin  Tail  &' 
Sons,  New  York  ;  price,  $1.00. 

A  new  holiday  edition  of  "The  Last  Leaf,"  by 
Oliver  Wendell  Holmes,  comes  out  opportunely  at 
this  time.  It  was  in  preparation  before  the  genial 
"Autocrat's"  death,  and  contains  an  autograph 
letter,  printed  in  fac-simile,  in  which  he  declares 
himself  "  one  of  the  very  last  of  the  leaves  which 
still  cling  to  the  bough  of  life  that  budded  in  the 
spring  of  the  nineteenth  century."  "  It  was  with 
a  smile  on  my  lips  th?,t  I  wrote  it,"  he  adds.  This 
edition  is  a  pretty  affair,  printed  on  heavy  cream- 
laid  paper  with  gilt  tops,  and  bound  in  an  artistic 
cover.  The  poem  is  printed  first  in  full  on  three 
pages,  and  then  in  fragments,  each  phrase  being 
made   the  subject  of    illustration    and    decoration 


from  designs  by  George  Wharton  Edwards  and 
F.  Hopkinson  Smith.  Published  by  Houghton. 
Mifflin  &  Co.,  Boston  ;  price,  $1.50. 

"Curb,  Snaffle,  and  Spur,"  by  Edward  L. 
Anderson,  author  of  "  Modern  Horsemanship,"  is 
an  excellent  manual  for  the  training  of  young 
horses  for  the  cavalry  service  and  for  general  use 
under  the  saddle.  The  subject  is  divided  into 
two  parts  :  "In  the  Snaffle  "  and  "  In  the  Double 
Bridle."  In  the  first  part  the  chapters  are  "  Hand- 
ling the  Young  Horse,"  "  Riding  the  Young 
Horse,"  "Hand  and  Heels,"  and  "Suppling  and 
Collecting";  and  in  the  second,  "  In  Hand,  the 
L'nion,  and  Pose,"  "  Indirect  Indications  of  the 
Curb-Bit,"  "The  Gallop,  the  Gallop  Charge," 
"The  Pirouette-Volte,"  "  Union  Without  Reins," 
■.'The  Halt  from  the  Gallop,"  "  Backing,"  "Jump- 
ing," and  "  Vices,  Tricks,  and  Faults."  The  text 
is  clear  and  concise,  and  is  supplemented  with 
thirty-one  half-tone  illustrations  from  photographs. 
Published  by  Little,  Brown  &  Co.,  Boston  ;  price, 
$1.50. 

The  series  of  papers  on  the  famous  personages 
of  Queen  Anne's  time  which  Mrs.  Oliphant  has 
been  contributing  to  the  Century  during  the  past 
year  have  been  collected  and  are  now  issued  in  a 
handsome  royal  octavo  volume  of  two  hundred 
pages,  bound  in  cloth  elaborately  tooled  in  gold, 
and  printed  in  large  type  on  heavy  paper.  The 
papers  describe  the  court  life  of  the  day  and  its 
famous  personages,  such  as  the  queen  herself,  the 
Duchess  of  Marlborough,  Dean  Swift,  Defoe,  Ad- 
dison, and  their  contemporaries,  and  these  are  illus- 
trated by  portraits  of  Princess  Anne  of  Denmark  ; 
Anne  Hyde,  Duchess  of  York,  by  Sir  Peter  Lely  ; 
John  Evelyn,  after  Bartolozzi  ;  Prince  George  of 
Denmark,  by  Sir  Godfrey  Kneller  ;  Charles  the  Sec- 
ond ;  James  the  Second  in  his  coronation  robes  ; 
and  others,  making  in  all  thirty-three  full-page  illus- 
trations printed  in  red  and  black  and  inset  in  the 
volume,  It  is  one  of  the  handsome  gift-books  of 
the  season.  Published  by  the  Century  Company, 
New  York  ;  price,  $6.00. 

Almost  simultaneously  with  the  death  of  James 
Antony  Froude  a  new  book  by  his  hand  has  come 
from  the  press.  It  is  the  "  Life  and  Letters  of 
Erasmus,"  and  is  made  up  of  the  eminent  his- 
torian's lectures  delivered  at  Oxford,  where  he  was 
Regius  Professor  of  Modern  History,  in  1893-4. 
The  lectures,  which  are  given  as  they  were  de- 
livered, are  twenty  in  number  and  fill  more  than 
four  hundred  pages.  They  consist  very  largely 
of  translations  of  the  writings  of  the  witty  Dutch 
reformer,  and  present  a  very  comprehensive  pict- 
ure of  Europe  on  the  eve  of  the  Reformation. 
Erasmus  was  born  in  the  latter  part  of  the  fifteenth 
century,  and  spent  his  life  rebelling  against  the 
authority  of  the  ecclesiastic  order  to  which  he  be- 
longed. He  it  was  who  translated  the  New  Testa- 
ment, of  which  one  hundred  thousand  copies  were 
sold  in  France  "  at  once."  But  he  had,  too,  some 
of  the  failings  of  genius,  and,  as  brilliant  a  wit  as 
Heine  in  later  days,  he  led  a  merry  life  in  Paris, 
and  in  his  visit  to  England  was  notably  impressed 
by  the  beauty  of  the  English  girls  of  the  day  and 
the  lavish  generosity  with  which  they  dispensed 
kisses  to  all  comers.  Mr.  Froude  has  himself 
made  little  criticism  or  comment  on  Erasmus,  but 
in  his  quotations  he  has  drawn  a  vivid  picture  of  the 
man  and  his  times.  Published  by  Charles  Scribner's 
Sons,  New  York  ;  price,  $2.50. 

The  first  volume  of  "The  Story  of  the  Civil 
War  :  A  Concise  Account  of  the  War  in  the  United 
States  of  America  between  1861  and  1865,"  by 
John  Codman  Rapes,  has  just  been  issued.  The 
author  has  set  himself  the  task  of  writing  of  the 
subjects  treated  from  the  standpoint  of  each  of  the 
contending  parties.     He  says  in  his  preface  : 

"...  The  ensuing  work  aims  in  the  first  place  to  state 
the  political  positions  of  the  contending  parties  at  the 
outbreak  of  the  war,  and,  in  the  second  place,  to  give  a 
general  view  of  the  whole  struggle,  showing  the  objects 
of  the  different  campaigns  and  their  relations  to  each 
other,  and  describing,  as  fully  as  has  seemed  to  the 
author  desirable,  the  more  important  movements  and 
battles.  It  is  hoped  that  the  reader  will  be  able  to  obtain 
a  general  view  of  the  contest,  and  to  see  its  events  in 
their  proper  order  and  perspective." 

The  work  is  to  be  completed  in  three  parts, 
printed  in  three  octavo  volumes,  with  comprehen- 
sive maps  and  battle-plans,  each  part  being  com- 
plete in  itself  and  being  sold  separately.  The  first 
part,  now  issued,  is  a  narrative  of  events  up  to  the 
opening  of  the  campaign  of  1862,  and  discusses  the 
relation  of  the  States  and  the  Union,  the  question 
of  the  Southern  forts,  South  Carolina's  independent 
stand,  the  new  Confederacy,  the  accession  of  Lin- 
coln, the  call  to  arms,  the  opposing  parties,  the 
military  situation,  the  Battle  of  Bull  Run,  plans 
and  preparations  in  the  East,  on  the  Atlantic  and 
Gulf  Coasts,  and  in  the  West,  and  Lincoln  and 
McClellan.  Published  by  G.  P.  Putnam's  Sons, 
New  York  ;  price,  $1.50. 

"A  Drama  in  Dutch,"  by  Z.  /..,  impresses  one 
strongly  with  its  air  of  absolute  truthfulness.  It  is 
not  a  dramatic  siory  and  there  are  no  high  lights  in 
it,  but  it  gives  a  very  vivid  picture  of  the  Dutch 
character.  The  key-note  of  the  story  is  struck  in 
this  passage,  describing  the  qualities  required  of 
any  aspirant  for  a  Dutch  maiden's  hand  : 

"  He  might  be  hideous  physically  and  morally,  but  that 
did  not  count  if  he  made  a  good  living.  He  might  be 
coarse,  undergrown,  and  flabby  ;  he  might  be  a  hunch- 


back or  a  cripple ;  he  might  be  slovenly,  dirty,  and 
greedy,  a  thief  and  a.  swindler— all  these  things  were 
naught ;  he  would  make  a  good  husband  if  he  made  a 
good  living.  To  make  a  good  living  was  looked  upon  as 
the  only  honorable  ambition  a  man  could  have  in  life,  and 
the  Lord  have  mercy  on  those  who  failed  to  achieve  it. 
Sympathy  with  failure  or  credit  for  honest  endeavor, 
there  was  none  ;  but  the  man  who  did  not  succeed  was  at 
once  branded  as  an  unlucky  fool  and  a  ne'er-do-well,  even 
if  he  escaped  being  looked  upon  as  a  black  sheep  and  a 
good-for-nothing.  Yet  they  were  worthy  people  enough, 
and  meant  no  evil  by  it  ;  it  was  simply  their  way  of  look- 
ing at  life,  the  result  of  the  narrowness  of  their  mental 
horizon.  They  had  no  idea  that  they  were  other  than 
stern,  upright,  business  people,  whose  actions  were  dic- 
tated by  the  best  of  motives.  You  might  as  well  have 
tried  to  prove  to  them  the  inferiority  of  Dutch  cooking  as 
to  convince  them  that  they  wrought  grave  injustice  at 
times." 

Martin  Roberts,  the  hero,  does  not  meet  this 
ideal.  His  mother,  when  he  was  an  infant,  eloped 
with  a  Liverpool  solicitor,  and  he  grows  up  in 
ignorance  of  his  Dutch  parentage.  But  he  feels  a 
lack  of  sympathy  with  his  young  English  com- 
panions, and,  when  thrown  on  his  own  resources, 
naturally  gravitates  to  the  Dutch  commercial  com- 
munity. Here  he  becomes  confidential  clerk  to  an 
old  merchant,  but  his  aspirations  to  the  old  man's 
daughter's  hand  are  frowned  upon  because  he  can 
not  "  make  a  good  living."  Then  he  casually  gives 
a  light  to  a  stranger  in  the  street  and  the  stranger 
takes  a  fancy  to  him.  The  stranger  is  his  father, 
but  neither  knows  that  fact.  The  stranger,  learn- 
ing that  the  girl,  Etta,  loves  Martin,  puts  aside  his 
own  love  for  her  and  gives  the  young  man  a  fortune 
that  makes  him  an  eligible  parti.  The  story  ends 
with  the  marriage  of  Martin  and  Etta,  both  being 
ignorant  that  their  benefactor  is  his  father.  Pub- 
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HOOSIER    VERSE. 


By  James  Whitcomb  Riley. 


Front  "  Armaziudy." 

'  HOW   DID  YOU   REST,    LAST  NIGHT?" 

'  How  did  you  rest,  last  night?"— 

I've  heard  my  gran'pap  say 
Them  words  a  thousand  times— that's  right- 

Jes  them  words  thataway  ! 
As  punctchul-like  as  morning  dast 

To  ever  heave  in  sight 
Gran'pap  'ud  alius  haf  to  ast — 
"  How  did  you  rest,  last  night?" 

Us  young-uns  used  to  grin, 

At  breakfast,  on  the  sly, 
And  mock  the  wobble  of  his  chin 

And  eyebrows  helt  so  high 
And  kind  :   "  How  did  you  rest,  last  night?' 

We'd  mumble  and  let  on 
Our  voices  trimbled,  and  our  sight 

Was  dim,  and  hearin'  gone. 
***** 
Bad  as  I  used  to  be, 

All  I'm  a-wantin'  is 
As  puore  and  ca'm  a  sleep  fer  me 

And  sweet  a  sleep  as  his  ! 
And  so  I  pray,  on  Jedgment  Day 

To  wake,  and  with  its  light 
See  his  face  dawn,  and  hear  him  say— 
"  How  did  you  rest,  last  night?" 


PONCHUS   PILUT. 
Ponchus  Pilut  used  to  be 
1st  a  Slave,  an'  now  he's/r«. 
Slaves  wuz  on'y  ist  before 
The  War  wuz — an'  ain't  no  more. 

He  works  on  our  place  fer  us — 
An'  comes  here — sometimes  he  does. 
He  shocks  corn  an'  shucks  it. — An* 
He  makes  hominy  "by  han' !  " — 

Wunst  he  bringed  us  some,  one  trip, 
Tied  up  in  a  piller-slip  : 
Pa  says,  when  Ma  cooked  it,  "  MY  ! 
This-here's  gooder'n  you  buy .'" 

Ponchus  pats  fer  me  an'  sings  ; 
An'  he  says  most  funny  things  ! 
Ponchus  calls  a  dish  a  "deesh"— 
Yes,  an'  fie  calls  fishes  "fcesh  ".' 

When  Ma  want  him  eat  wiv  us 
He  says,  "'Skuse  me— 'deed  you  mus'  !■ 
Ponchus  know  good  manners,  Miss. — 
He  ain't  eat  wher'  White-folks  is  !" 

'Lindy  takes  his  dinner  out 
Wher'  he's  workin'— roun'  about.— 
Wunst  he  et  his  dinner,  spread 
In  our  ole  wheel -borry -bed. 

Ponchus  Pilut  says  "  'at's  not 
His  fig/it  name— an'  done  fergot 
What  his  slto'  nu/fname  is  now— 
An'  don'  matter  none  wohow  !  " 

Yes,  an'  Ponchus  he'ps  Pa,  too, 
When  our  hutcherins  to  do, 
An'  scalds  hogs— an'  says  "Take  care 
'Bout  it,  er  you'll  set  the  hair'" 

Yes,  an'  out  in  our  back-yard 
He  he'ps  'Lindy  rendur  lard  ; 
An',  wite  in  the  fire  there,  he 
Roast"  a  pig-tail  wunst  fer  me. — 

An'  'ist  nen  th'ole  tavurn-bell 
Rung,  down-town,  an'  he  says  "  Well  I- 
Hcardat  1  Lan'  a  Canaan,  Son, 
Aim  dat  bell  say  '  Pig-tail  done .' ' 

— "  '  Pig-tail  done  ' 
Go  call  Son .' — 
Tell  dat 
Chile  dat 
Pig. tail  done,'"' 


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grace  and  delicacy  to  the  qualities  of  sustained  and 
dramatic  narration   which    he    has   shown    before. 
This  is  his  first  long  novel  since  "  The  Raiders," 
and  in  the  opinion  of  competent  observers  it  repre- 
sents his  finest  work. 


For  sale  by  all  booksellers  ;  or  will  be  sent  by  mail  t 
receipt  of  price  by  the  publishers, 

D.  APPLETON  &  CO., 

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November  12,  1894. 


THE        ARGONAUT. 


9 


LITERARY    NOTES. 


Personal  and  Miscellaneous  Gossip. 
"  Anthony  Hope"  Hawkins,  London's  new  liter- 
ary favorite,  is  a  man  of  thirty-one.  with  a  long, 
thin  face,  devoid  of  beard  or  mustache.  His  lips 
are  close  shut  and  his  expression  ascetic.  Although 
his  fame  in  the  world  of  readers  of  romance  dates 
only  from  the  recent  publication  of  the  "  Prisoner 
of  Zenda,"  he  gave  his  first  novel,  "A  Man  of 
Work,"  to  the  world  four  years  ago.  He  is  a  Lon- 
don lawyer  and  an  Oxford  honor  man. 

Macmillan  &  Co.  are  preparing  for  the  American 
publication  of  an  important  historical  and  descrip- 
tive work.  It  is  "  Survey  of  London,"  to  be  edited, 
directed,  and  largely  written  by  Walter  Besant. 
Says  the  Publishers'  Weekly  : 

*'A  modern  and  comprehensive  'Survey  of  London'  is 
a  present  need.  The  last  edition  of  Stowe  and  Strype's 
famons  '  Survey '  appeared  in  1754  I  Maitland's  'Survey' 
was  issued  in  1756;  Entick's  in  1766,  and  Lambert's  in 
1806,  since  which  time,  although  many  books  on  London, 
on  parts  of  London,  and  on  institutions  of  London  have 
appeared,  there  has  been  no  actual  '  Survey  of  London.' 
At  the  time  of  tbe  last  survey  the  city  was  little  more 
than  three  miles  long  and  three-quarters  of  a  mile  wide 
at  its  broadest  part ;  at  the  present  time  the  jurisdiction 
of  the  London  City  CouncD  covers  an  area,  including  the 
old  '  city,'  that  is  roughly  seventeen  miles  long  by  twelve 
miles  broad.  The  new  •  Survey  *  will  cover  the  whole  of 
this  area.  Mr.  Besant  has  made  a  thorough  study  of 
London,  and  is  in  himself  a  cyclopaedia  of  London  lore 
— as  witness  his  works  on  London  and  Westminster,  and 
his  eighteenth-century  novels.  As  he  has  planned  the 
work,  this  new  'Survey*  will  not  be  a  reproduction  of 
former  volumes,  but  an  entirely  new  work  on  an  original 
plan.  It  will  take  account  of  every  important  building, 
institution,  and  company ;  it  will  include  things  past  as 
well  as  present;  it  will  contain  a  history  of  London— its 
liberties,  charters,  religion,  manners,  and  customs  ;  and 
it  will  present,  as  far  as  is  practicable,  a  picture  of  the 
great  city  from  every  point  of  view.  The  work,  as  de- 
signed, is  to,  be  completed  in  eight  quarto  volumes,  the 
first  of  which  will  probably  be  issued  in  the  fall  of  1895. 
Of  course  there  will  be  an  abundance  of  maps,  engrav- 
ings, and  illustrations  to  supplement  the  text." 

Under  the  title  of  "  The  Hawthornes  in  Lenox," 
the  November  number  of  the  Century  contains  a 
series  of  letters  by  Nathaniel  and  Sophia  Haw- 
thorne, edited  by  their  younger  daughter,  Mrs. 
Lathrop.  It  was  at  Lenox  that  Hawthorne  wrote 
"  The  House  of  the  Seven  Gables." 

D.  Appleton  &  Co.  have  just  published  "  The 
Lilac  Sunbonnet,"  by  S.  R.  Crockett;  "Treatise 
on  American  Football,"  by  A.  A.  Stagg  and  H.  L. 
Williams,  with  diagrams  ;  "  Songs  of  the  Soil,"  by 
Frank  L.  Stanton,  with  a  preface  by  Joel  Chandler 
Harris  ;  "  Round  the  Red  Lamp,"  by  A.  Conan 
Doyle  ;  "  The  God  in  the  Car,"  by  Anthony  Hope  ; 
"  Paul  and  Virginia,"  illustrated  by  Maurice  Leloir  ; 
and  the  closing  volume  of  Edgar  Stanton  Maclay's 
"  History  of  the  United  States  Navy." 

A  novel  and  decidedly  interesting  literary  and 
musical  entertainment  was  given  on  October  17th 
at  Omaha,  according  to  Harper's  Weekly : 

"  It  was  called  '  An  Evening  with  Trilby.*  The  partici- 
pants were  all  gentlemen.  The  subjects  of  the  papers 
read  were  '  The  Story  of  Trilby,'  '  Du  Maurier,  his  Life 
and  Work,'  'The  French  of  Trilby,'  'The  Identity  of 
the  Artists  in  Trilby,"  'Trilby's  Voice  and  Method,' 
'  Trilby  as  a  Hypnotic  Subject,*  '  Could  Trilby  be  Suc- 
cessfully Dramatized'?'  After  each  paper  there  was 
Trilby  music,  which  included  'Ben  Bolt,'  'Au  Clair  de 
la  Lune,'  '  Malbrouck  s'en  va-t-en  guerre,"  and  other 
songs  and  instrumental  pieces.  At  the  end  of  the  pro- 
gramme comes  the  inquiry:  'What  shall  we  'ave  the 
pleasure  of  drinkin'  after  that  werry  nice  'armony?'and 
then  the  page  turns  over  to  the  farewell  couplet : 
'  A  little  warmth,  a  little  Hgbt 
Of  love's  bestowing — and  so,  good-night.* 
It  is  worth  remarking  that  these  Omaha  gentlemen  made 
seven  'papers'  about  her  without  finding  it  necessary  to 
discuss  her  morals." 

Macmillan  &  Co.  have  in  press  a  volume  of 
hitherto  uncollected  papers  by  the  late  Walter 
Pater,  to  be  entitled  "  Greek  Studies." 

Among  the  unpublished  memoirs  of  the  revolu- 
tion and  the  empire  known  to  exist  in  France  are 
the  following  : 

Those  of  Marshal  Davoust,  kept  in  an  iron  chest  in  the 
museum  at  Auxerre,  and  not  to  be  published  till  1923,  a 
hundred  years  after  the  marshal's  death  ;  those  of  Pal- 
loy,  who  helped  to  tear  down  the  Bastile,  part  of  which 
are  in  the  Bibliotheque  Rationale,  and  part  in  the  Muse'e 
Carnavalet ;  of  the  members  of  the  Convention  Eandot 
and  Cassanyes,  In  the  library  at  Sens  is  a  copy  of  the 
memoirs  of  Fleury  de  Chaboulon,  with  marginal  notes  in 
the  handwriting  of  Napoleon  the  First.  The  Biblio- 
theque Nationale  contains  a  unique  copy  of  the  memoirs 
of  Lareveillere  Lepeaux,  a  member  of  the  Directory, 
which  was  printed  in  1873  by  Hetyel,  but  the  whole  edi- 
tion was  bought  up  and  suppressed  by  the  family  before 
it  was  published.  The  director  was  very  bitter  against 
Lazare  Carnot  and  Bonaparte. 

S.  R.  Crockett's  new  novel,  "The  Lilac  Sun- 
bonnet,"  had  a  sale  of  eighteen  thousand  copies  in 
its  first  week  in  England.  The  Appletons  publish 
it  in  this  country. 

Some  new  stories  of  Ruskin's  stay  at  Corpus 
Christi  College,  while  he  held  his  professorship  at 
Oxford,  are  told  in  the  Pelican  Record,  the  under- 
graduates' magazine  : 

"  One  day  at  dinner,  one  of  the  Fellows  said  that  Dore"s 
illustrations  to  'Don  Quixote*  seemed  to  him  to  have 
considerable  merit,  whereupon  tears  began  to  run  down 
Ruskin's  cheeks.  He  laid  down  his  knife  and  fork,  say- 
ing :  '  You  have  spoiled  my  dinner.'  Meeting  a  tutor  on 
the  staircase,  Ruskin  asked :  '  What  are  you  lecturing 
upon  this  term?'  The  tutor  answered:  'Inductive 
Psychology."  '  Oh,  the  devil ! '  shouted  Ruskin,  rushing 
immediately  upstairs  and  violently  sporting  his  oak." 

Macmillan  &  Co.  will  issue  soon  "The  Book  of 
the    Rose,"   by    the   Rev.    A.   Foster  -  Melliar,   of 


Suffolk,  England.    It  will  be  illustrated  from  photo- 
graphs of  specimen  plants. 

The  Century  for  November  contains  the  follow- 
ing list  of  articles  : 

"Life  of  Napoleon  Bonaparte  I.,"  by  William  M. 
Sloane  ;  "  Casa  Braccio  " — I.,  by  F.Marion  Crawford; 
"  A  Hallowe'en  Reformation,"  by  Hezekiab  Buttenvorth  ; 
"  In  the  City  of  Canton,"  by  Florence  O'Driscoll,  M.  P.; 
"A  Bachelor  Maid"  (conclusion),  by  Mrs.  Burton  Har- 
rison ;  "The  Hawthornes  in  Lenox,"  told  in  letters  by 
Nathaniel  Hawthorne,  Sophia  Hawthorne,  Herman  Mel- 
ville, and  others  ;  "  Old  Dutch  Masters  :  Van  der  Heist," 
engraving  by  Timothy  Cole  ;  "  Josselin,"  a  Kitwik  story, 
by  Anna  Eichberg  King;  "The  Making  of  Thieves  in 
Xew  York,"  by  Jacob  A.  Riis ;  "The  Churches  of 
Provence,"  by  Mrs.  Schuyler  Van  Rensselaer;  "  M'- 
Graw,"  by  Francis  Lynde ;  "Washington  in  Lincoln's 
Time" — I.,  by  Noah  Brooks;  "Topics  of  the  Time": 
"Good  Government  in  New  York,"  "  Congress  and  the 
Forestry  Question,"  "The  Pictorial  Side  of  the  Life  of 
Napoleon,"  "What  is  the  Referendum,"  "Free  Art  in 
America  at  Last";  "Open  Letters";  and  verses  by 
Edith  M.  Thomas,  William  Prescott  Foster,  Elizabeth 
Akers,  John  H.  Boner,  Robert  Burns  Wilson,  and  John 
Vance  Cheney. 

The  Appletons  have  in  press  "  The  Three  Mus- 
keteers," illustrated  by  Maurice  Leloir  ;  "  Towards 
Utopia,"  by  A  Free  Lance  ;  a  translation  of  Flarn- 
marion's  "Popular  Astronomy";  "The  Golden 
Fairy-Book,"  by  H.  R.  Millar  ;  "  Children  of  Cir- 
cumstance," by  Iota  ;  and  "  Evolution  and  Ethics, 
and  Other  Essays,"  the  last  volume  of  Professor 
Huxley's  Collected  Essays. 

A  new  fad  is  thus  noted  by  a  New  York  paper  : 
" '  Trilby '  has  now  passed  its  sixtieth  thousand. 
People  with  a  mania  for  collecting  odd  editions  of  books 
are  buying  the  complete  set  of  the  magazine  with  the 
story  in  and  binding  it  up  as  a  separate  book.  They  also 
keep  the  regular  library  edition  as  well,  for  it  is  by  com- 
parison that  they  are  interesting.  The  magazine  story 
has  the  famous  "  alleged  "  descriptions  of  Whistler  in  it 
and  the  book  has  not,  but  the  book  has  some  other  de- 
scriptions that  the  magazine  has  not.  Although  '  Trilby' 
has  passed  through  three  editions  in  England,  it  has  not 
met  with  the  success  there  that  it  has  had  here.  It  is  a 
success,  of  course,  but  the  manner  of  Us  publishing  would 
prevent  any  such  sale  as  sixty  thousand.  It  is  in  the 
regulation  three-volume  style,  without  the  illustrations. 
'Trilby'  without  the  illustrations  is  like  apple-pie  with- 
out the  apples." 

The  illness  and  death  of  the  Czar  have  awakened 
new  interest  in  Charles  Low's  "  Life  of  the  Czar," 
issued  by  Macmillan  &  Co. 

In  the  November  Century  the  opening  chapters 
of  Professor  Sloane's  long-expected  "  Life  of  Napo- 
leon Bonaparte "  give  an  interesting  foretaste  of 
what  promises  to  be  an  admirably  picturesque  and 
careful  work.  The  author's  short  preface  furnishes 
some  suggestive  details  : 

"  The  studies  of  which  the  result  is  given  in  the  follow- 
ing pages  began  long  before  the  present  general  and  pop- 
ular interest  in  Napoleon's  life  could  possibly  have  been 
foreseen.  Their  impulse  was  a  conviction  that  Napoleon's 
career  was  a  historic  force,  and  not  a  meteoric  flash  in 
the  darkness  of  revolution.  For  twenty-five  years  a  small 
band  of  historical  students  has  been  devoted  to  the 
scientific  investigation  of  this  question.  Their  task  has 
been  rendered  comparatively  easy  by  the  liberal  spirit 
with  which  European  archives,  of  old  carefully  guarded, 
have  in  recent  years  been  thrown  open  for  examination. 
There  is  almost  no  portion  of  the  epoch  which  has  not 
been  made  the  subject  of  critical  examination  based  upon 
archival  research.  In  nearly  all  cases  documents  in  sup- 
port of  the  writer's  conclusions  have  been  printed  ;  in  a 
few  instances  the  official  custodians  have  edited  sub- 
stantial volumes  containing  the  entire  diplomatic  corre- 
spondence relating  to  certain  important  periods.  The 
historical  reviews  have  published  many  special  discus- 
sions. As  the  interest  grew,  family  papers  were  likewise 
ransacked,  and  memoirs  of  great  value  have  been  brought 
to  light  and  published.  In  this  way,  and  for  the  first 
time,  the  materials  for  a  life  of  Napoleon  have  accumu- 
lated. The  merciless  scrutiny  of  dispassionate  criticism 
has  discredited  in  large  measure  the  legendary  recitals 
which  have  hitherto  passed  for  the  biography  of  that 
phenomenal  man  ;  an  attempt  must  be  made  to  substitute 
for  attributed  motives  and  fictitious  details  a  sober  narra- 
tive of  facts.  Thus  we  may  hope  to  secure  not  merely 
correct  outline  and  accurate  detail,  but  the  relation  of 
the  whole  to  general  history.  Three  such  efforts  have 
been  made  within  a  comparatively  short  time:  Lanfrey, 
the  French  biographer,  died  before  the  completion  of  his 
work,  which,  though  brilliant,  is  far  from  impartial  ;  See- 
ley,  the  distinguished  English  historian,  wrote  a  philo- 
sophic sketch,  which,  though  masterly,  is  neither  full  nor 
dispassionate ;  finally,  Foamier,  an  Austrian  scholar, 
essayed  a  short,  popular  life.  This  is  the  most  successful 
of  the  three,  but  it  is  sometimes  marred  by  evidences  of 
national  prejudice." 

A  collection  of  Sir  John  Tenniel's  cartoons  from 
Punch,  selected  by  himself,  with  short  historical 
notes,  is  to  be  published  in  England  this  month. 
It  is  forty-three  years  now  since  his  drawings  first 
appeared  in  Punch,  and  for  over  thirty  years  he  has 
provided  the  cartoon  regularly  every  week. 

W.  Clark  Russell,  the  writer  of  sea-stories,  is  such 
a  sufferer  from  rheumatism  that  he  can  use  neither 
his  hands  nor  his  feet,  and  dictates  his  literary  work 
to  his  eldest  son.     He  resides  at  Bath,  England. 

Messrs.  Macmillan  &  Co..  continuing  their  pub- 
lication of  the  works  of  William  Winter,  have 
brought  out,  in  a  handsome  and  substantial  vol- 
ume, his  "  Life  and  Art  of  Joseph  Jefferson,  To- 
gether With  Some  Account  of  His  Ancestry  and  of 
the  Jefferson  Family  of  Actors,"  of  which  an  ex- 
change says  : 

"This  is  an  enlargement  of  the  same  writer's  'The 
Jeffersons,"  published  in  1881  in  the  American  Actor 
Series,  edited  by  Laurence  Hutton.-  Besides  an  account 
of  the  career  of  Joseph  Jefferson,  with  a  list  of  all  the 
characters  he  has  played,  and  a  chronology,  and  every 
fact  of  his  interesting  life  that  concerns  the  public,  there 
are  ample  biographical  sketches  of  Thomas  Jefferson, 
contemporary  of  Garrick,  his  great-grandfather  ;  Joseph 
Jefferson,  his  grandfather;  the  second  Joseph  Jefferson, 
his  father;  Elizabeth  Jefferson,  his  aunt;  and  Charles 
Burke,  his  half-brother;  and  sketches  of  the  life  and 
services  of  many  of    the   present    Jefferson's  contempo- 


raries. There  are  also  critical  reviews  by  Mr.  Winter  of 
Jefferson's  acting  as  Rip,  Acres,  Plummer,  Golightly, 
and  Pangloss,  and  an  essay  on  '  Stage  Art,'  with  Jeffer- 
son's Rip  as  a  text.  The  book  is  profusely  and  hand- 
somely illustrated  with  portraits  and  reproductions  of  old 
prints  and  modern  photographs." 

Rudyard  Kipling's  first  American  story  will  be  I 
printed  in  an  early  number  of  the  Century. 

It  is  now  announced  in  the  papers  that  the  author  I 
of  "  The  Green  Carnation,"  which  is  published  in 
this  country  by  D.  Appleton  &  Co.,  is  a  Mr.  R.  S, 
Hichaus,  or  Hickens  (it  is  variously  printed),  who 
has  not  hitherto  appeared  in  the  ranks  of  fiction, 
though  he  enjoys  some  reputation  as  a  writer  of 
graceful  words  for  music.  He  is  said  to  be  quite 
a  young  man. 

Miss  Braddon's  aversion  to  the  camera  is  so 
great  that  although  she  was  quite  recently  offered 
one  hundred  dollars  and  a  royalty  on  all  copies 
sold,  she  still  refuses  to  be  photographed.  As 
the  lady  is  now  worth  over  five  hundred  thousand 
dollars,  the  bribe  had  probably  no  weight. 


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will  be  t/ie  chief  feature  of  Tub  Century  Mag- 
azine in  iSgs.     It  is  written  by 

PROFESSOR  WILLIAM  M.  SLOANE, 

who  has  spent  many  years  in  preparation 
for  the  work.  The  interest  in  Napoleon  has 
had  recently  a  revival  that  is  phenomenal 
in  its  intensity.  Thus  far  no  biography  of 
the  "  man  of  destiny  "  has  appeared  in  either 
English  or  French  that  is  both  free  from 
rancor  and  attentive  to  the  laws  of  histori- 
cal criticism.  THE  CENTURY  has  secured 
it — a  complete  and  interesting:  history  of 
the  life  of  one  of  the  most  marvelous  of  men. 
Every  one  will  want  to  read  this,  no  matter 
how  much  he  may  already  know  of  Napo- 
leon;— here  is  the  concentration  of  all  the 
lives  and  memoirs.  In  preparing  it  the 
author  has  had  access  to  original  sources 
of  information,  and  his  work  has  the  advan- 
tage of  coming  after  the  numerous  volumes 
of  memoirs.    It  begins  in 


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Every  resource  of  THE  CENTURY  has  been  brought  to  bear  to  enrich  the 
narrative  with  pictorial  illustrations  not  unworthy  of  the  subject.  European  1 
and  American  collections  have  been  ransacked  for  portraits  of  the  period,  and 
for  the  most  trustworthy  pictures  by  contemporaries  of  the  events  described. 
To  these  have  been  added  many  of  the  greatest  modern  masterpieces  of  French 
art  —  the  works  of  Meissonier,  Detaille,  Gerome,  Vernet.  Delaroche,  Lefevre, 
etc.  In  addition,  many  original  pictures  have  been  made  by  French  and  Amer- 
ican artists.  The  theme  creates  an  opportunity  for  the  most  interesting  and 
most  brilliant  pictorial  series  of  a  historical  character  yet  presented  in  the  pages 
of  a  magazine. 

A  New  Novel  by  Marion  Crawford, 

A   Romance  of  Italy,  Illustrated   by  Castaigne, 

"Casa  Braccio,"  begins  in  the  November  Century.  It  is  considered  by 
Mr.  Crawford  his  best  work  —  setting  forth,  in  a  striking  and  original  manner, 
the  tragedy  of  human  passion. 

"  Washington  in  Lincoln's  Time," 

A  Series  of  Papers  by  Noah  Brooks, 

begins  also  in  the  November  Century,  with  chapters  on  "  The  Capital  as  a 
Camp,"  "  Conversations  with  Lincoln,"  "Some  Famous  Men  of  the  Period." 

"THE  CATHEDRALS  OF  FRANCE"  is  the  title  of  a  valuable  series  of  arti- 
cles by  Mrs.  Schuyler  van  Rensselaer,  with  illustrations  by  Joseph  Pennell, 
which  begins  in  the  November  CENTURY,  following  the  brilliant  papers  on 
English  Cathedrals,  by  the  same  writer  and  artist.  "THE  MAKING  OF 
THIEVES  IN  NEW  YORK,"  hv  Jacob  A.  Riis,  interesting  REMINISCENCES 
OF  HAWTHORNE,  by  his  daughter.  "IN  THE  CITY  OF  CANTON"  irichly 
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November  Century. 

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THE         ARGONAUT. 


November  12,  1894. 


STAGE    GOSSIP. 


Robert  Downing  has  proved  that  the  taste  for 
the  legitimate  drama  is  not  dead,  for  his  audiences 
during  the  past  week  at  the  California  Theatre 
have  been  fairly  large  and  their  enthusiasm  has 
been  shown  in  frequent  curtain  calls.  Mr.  Downing 
is  a  young  man  with  a  fine  presence  and  powerful 
physique,  but  he  is  an  intelligent  actor  and  does 
not  exhaust  his  reserve  of  power  in  ranting,  for 
which  "  The  Gladiator "  would  give  abundant  op- 
portunity. Eugenie  Blair,  his  leading  support, 
has  lost  none  of  her  youthful  charm,  while  she  has 
notably  gained  in  dramatic  power.  They  will  re- 
main at  the  California  next  week,  appearing  in 
"  Virginius,"  "  Ingomar,"  "  Damon  and  Pythias," 
"Richard,  the  Lion- Hearted,"  and  "The  French 
Marriage." 

Francisque  Sarcey  is  stirring  up  another  row  in 
Paris  theatrical  circles  by  inaugurating  a  crusade 
against  the  long  waits  between  acts.  At  present 
they  range  from  twenty  minutes  to  half  an  hour, 
and  in  a  five-act  play  this  amounts  to  an  inexcus- 
able waste  of  time. 

The  American  Extravaganza  Company  will 
appear  at  the  Baldwin  in  the  near  future  in 
"  Aladdin,  Jr.,"  a  burlesque  which  is  a  magnificent 
spectacle  and  full  of  pleasing  music  and  amusing 
songs  and  dialogues,  if  one  may  judge  by  the 
Chicago  papers'  accounts.  Eddie  Foy  is  no  longer 
the  leading  comedian — being  now  a  star  in  a 
burlesque  of  his  own,  "  Off  the  Earth,"  which  may 
be  are-hash  of  "A  Trip  to  the  Moon"— but  his 
place  is  well  filled  by  a  new  man,  and  fairly  good 
singers  and  notably  pretty  and  shapely  women 
keep  the  company  up  to  its  old  standard. 

Johnstone  Bennett,  known  to  the  world  as 
"Jane,"  has  gone  Mrs.  Kendal  and  Blanche  Walsh 
several  better  by  intimating  that  all  America  is  "  a 
jay  town."  It  was  in  Cincinnati  that  she  unbur- 
thened  her  soul  to  the  following  effect : 

"1  am  thoroughly  disgusted  both  with  myself  and 
American  audiences.  They  say  of  this  company  :  '  Oh, 
pretty  fair  ;  but  then  it's  not  the  original,  you  know.*  Now, 
'The  Amazons'  was  bought  two  years  ago  especially  for 
me.  They  happened  to  need  something  in  a  hurry  at  the 
Lyceum  last  season  on  account  of  an  unforeseen  failure, 
and  put  on  "The  Amazons,' with  Miss  Georgia  Cayvan, 
Kelcey,  and  the  rest.  The  company  is  not  at  all  suited 
to  the  play.  Cayvan,  charming  actress  that  she  is,  can't 
help  cutting  a  ridiculous  figure  in  trousers.  The  funniest 
thing  I  ever  saw  is  in  the  scene  where  Kelcey  and  Miss 
Cayvan  sit  with  their  backs  to  the  audience  on  the  horse 
in  the  gymnasium.  Miss  Cayvan,  in  order  to  destroy  the 
—what  shall  1  call  it? — outline,  has  her  knickerbockers 
plaited  at  the  top.     The  effect  is  simply  huge. 

"  In  the  company  which  Charlie  Frohman  has  given 
'The  Amazons,'  every  member  is  well  suited  to  his  part. 
Honestly,  I  think  our  performances  must  be  better  than 
the  one  at  the  Lyceum,  though  it  is  impossible  to  tell 
much  about  a  play  from  the  wings.  We  follow  the  other 
company  in  Chicago,  and  comparisons  will  be  thick.  But 
there  is  an  insane  desire  for  the  original  of  everything. 
When  I  played  Jane,  everybody  said  I  was  simply  great, 
when  in  reality  I  acted  the  part  very  badly.  When  Miss 
Yeamans,  who  had  a  far  better  conception  of  the  part, 
succeeded  me,  it  was  the  same  old  story  :  '  Pretty  fair  ; 
but  it's  not  to  be  compared  with  the  original.'  The  in- 
justice of  this  is  calling  to  an  actress  who  has  the  misfor- 
tune to  follow  some  one  else  in  the  part. 

"After  this  season,  1  never  want  to  play  in  America 
again.  I  would  not  be  here  now  except  that  Charlie 
Frohman  advanced  me  so  much  money  during  my  stay  in 
Paris  I  had  to  play  a  season's  engagement  to  pay  off  my 
debts." 

"Jupiter,  Jr.,"  the  new  comic  opera  by  Harry  B. 
Smith,  which  they  are  doing  at  the  Tivoli,  is  not  so 
excruciatingly  funny,  but  it  serves  as  a  vehicle  for 
several  bright  musical  numbers  and  some  comical 
situations,  which  are  incrusted  in  a  setting  of 
"  g^s "  ar,d  other  sufficiently  amusing  devices. 
"Jupiter,  Jr."  will  be  continued  through  the  com- 
ing week. 

The  Baldwin  Theatre  will  be  closed  after  this 
(Saturday)  evening,  and  will  not  be  re-opened  until 
Monday,  November  26th,  when  Alexander  Salvinj 
will  appear  in  a  round  of  romantic  plays. 

One  of  the  funniest  characters  in  the  farce- 
comedy  writer's  slock  is  the  hungry  actor,  but  the 
same  individual  in  life  may  be  very  pathetic.  Such 
was  the  case  of  an  actor  who  fell  in  a  faint  in  front 
of  the  Sturtevant  House  in  New  York,  a  few  days 
ago.  It  was  discovered  that  he  was  literally  starv- 
ing.  .md  had  been  too  proud  to  acknowledge  his 
destitute  condition.  He  was  a  man,  too,  who  has 
held  good  positions  in  companies  that  have  come  to 
San  Francisco.  Speaking  of  this  case,  the  New- 
York  Sun  says  : 

"  He  was  one  of  the  innumerable  body  of  actors  who 

Lie   -ear  the  Sturtevant  House.     They  are  gener- 

.  aVured    and    guyed.      Nobody    who   has  ever 

•sa   carefully,   however,  can   have   failed  to 


notice  the  gaunt  and  melancholy  condition  of  these  men. 
The  majority  of  companies  that  go  out  of  town  are  re- 
cruited from  the  sidewalk.  When  a  star  has  selected  a 
play,  she  consults  an  agent  concerning  her  company. 
The  agent  goes  out  in  the  street,  from  one  group  to  an- 
other, and  finally  makes  up  his  mind  as  to  the  persons 
most  suitable.  An  actor's  only  chance  for  an  engage- 
ment is  to  be  at  all  times  on  view  where  the  agent's  eye 
will  light  on  him." 

Dion  Boucicault's  personal  effects  were  sold  at 
auction  in  New  York  recently,  and  brought  ab- 
surdly low  prices,  The  ink-stand  he  had  used  for 
years  went  for  $1.50.  Cut-glass  decanters  of  quaint 
design  brought  $4.00  each,  and  cut-glass  wine- 
glasses only  from  seven  to  fourteen  cents  each. 
A  mahogany  sideboard  brought  only  $14.00  ; 
a  beautiful  inlaid  secretary  and  book-case  did 
not  call  out  a  bid  of  $5.00  ;  and  a  carved  rose- 
wood e'tagere,  with  a  plate-glass  mirror,  sold  for 
$12.50.  The  highest  price  paid  was  $56.00  for  a 
handsome  old  Dutch  inlaid  book-case. 

W.  S.  Gilbert's  new  opera,  "His  Excellency," 
was  to  have  been  produced  at  the  Lyric  in  London 
on  October  27th,  and  to  protect  his  American  copy- 
right, he  found  it  necessary  to  get  out  an  injunction 
to  prevent  the  London  Star  from  printing  a 
risumi  of  the  plot  and  situations,  lest  they  be 
cabled  over  to  this  side.  Gilbert,  by  the  way,  has 
his  own  opinions  of  the  ethics  of  interviewing. 
Some  days  ago,  as  he  narrates  in  a  letter  to  the 
Times,  a  person  styling  herself  the  Comtesse  de 
Bremont  sought  an  interview  with  the  well-known 
playwright  for  a  new  weekly.  Gilbert  replied 
politely,  but  evasively,  to  the  effect  that  his  terms 
for  an  interview  were  twenty  guineas.  He  received 
the  following  note  : 

"  The  Comtesse  de  Bremont  presents  her  compliments 
to  Mr.  Gilbert,  and  in  reply  to  his  answer  to  her  request 
for  an  interview  for  St.  Paul's,  in  which  he  states  his 
terms  as  twenty  guineas  for  that  privilege,  begs  to  say 
that  she  anticipates  pleasure  in  writing  his  obituary 
notice  for  nothing." 

Now  the  comtesse  threatens  Mr.  Gilbert  with  a 
suit  for  making  the  matter  public. 

Mme.  Anna  Ruppert,  a  "beauty  doctor"  whose 
extensive  advertising  have  made  her  face  and  name 
familiar  to  most  readers  of  American  periodicals, 
has  gone  to  London,  where  her  advent  caused  a 
flutter  in  the  dovecotes  that  shelter  England's  more 
mature  beauty,  and  she  has  also  gone  on  the  stage, 
a  performance  which  has  agitated  a  much  wider 
circle.  She  appeared  at  the  Princess's  Theatre, 
about  a  month  ago,  in  Sardou's  "  Odette,"  and, 
though  she  had  advertised  the  event  by  such  lavish 
methods  as  taking  a  full  page  in  the  Telegraph,  her 
venture  proved,  in  the  words  of  Mr.  Jimmy  Corbett, 
"a  dead  cold  frost."  She  has  since  essayed  the 
rdle  of  a  poor,  frail,  ignorant  girl  in  a  new  Aus- 
tralian play  arranged  from  Rolfe  Boldrewood's 
novel,  "  Robbery  Under  Arms." 

One  of  Hoyt's  farce -comedies,  "  A  Trip  to  China- 
town," has  been  given  in  London  at  Toole's  The- 
atre. It  was  not  a  success,  partly  because  of  the 
local  nature  of  the  fun  in  a  Hoyt  play  and  partly  be- 
cause of  the  character  of  the  company.  The  St. 
James's  Gazette  says  : 

'"A  Trip  to  Chinatown*  is  described  on  the  pro- 
gramme as  a  musical  comedy,  and,  inasmuch  as  it  con- 
tains several  songs  and  is  intermittently  comic,  may  be 
said  to  justify  its  title.  Of  plot  or  story  it  possesses 
scarcely  a  trace  ;  but  as  the  presence  of  such  an  element 
might  prove  disconcerting,  this  perhaps  is  just  as  well. 
Having  said  so  much,  the  subject  is  practically  ex- 
hausted. Those  who  consider  that  a  theatre  is  the  most 
suitable  place  for  a  music-hall  entertainment  will  find 
what  they  want  at  Toole's  just  now ;  those  who  don't 
will  doubtless  seek  amusement  elsewhere." 

Jerome  K.  Jerome's  paper,  To-Day,  says  : 

"  1  did  not  think  it  possible  that  R.  G.  Knowles  could 
bore  any  one  at  any  time,  but  in  'Chinatown  '  be  suc- 
ceeded in  boring  me.  The  humor  of  Charles  Hoyt,  like 
the  humor  of  Arthur  Roberts,  is  intensely  local,  and  it 
does  not  carry  from  Boston  to  Charing  Cross.  I  came  to 
the  conclusion  that  I  had  wasted  my  evening." 

The  Sketch  says  : 

"  One  of  our  popular  young  actors,  a  great  admirer  of 
Hoyt.  remarked  that  his  plays  must  be  seen  in  America  ; 
like  the  mangosteen,  or  the  banana,  or  Italian  wines, 
they  will  not  stand  transportation,  and  when  you  get 
them  in  England  the  aroma  has  gone.  Of  course,  it  is 
difficult  for  the  untraveled  man  to  offer  an  opinion  on  the 
subject ;  all  that  he  can  say  is  that,  to  deserve  their  repu- 
tation, the  mangosteen,  banana,  Italian  wines,  and  Hoyt 
plays  must  have  a  very  different  flavor  in  their  native 
land  from  that  which  they  offer  in  London. 

"In  saying  this  I  do  not  pretend  that 'A  Trip  to 
Chinatown  '  is  not  an  amusing  medley  of  song  and  dance, 
with  occasional  intrusion  of  plot  and  dialogue.  All  that 
I  complain  of  is  the  lack  of  individuality.  As  a  matter 
of  fact,  there  is  a  good  deal  of  laughter  in  the  piece." 

The  most  intelligent  account  is  that  printed  in 
the  Telegraph,  as  follows  : 

"  The  success  of  Charles  Hoyt's  musical  comedy,  '  A 
Trip  to  Chinatown,'  all  over  the  continent  of  America,  in 
every  city  and  township,  was  due  entirely  to  the  fact  that 
the  thin  ray  of  a  play  was  filled  out  with  a  really  admira- 
ble variety  entertainment.  The  actors  and  actresses  were 
funny,  the  introduced  songs  were  pretty  and  witty,  and 
Tom  Browne,  the  whistling  waiter,  made  an  enormous 
hit.  Unfortunately,  the  same  can  not  be  said  of  Mr. 
Hoyt's  play  in  its  English  dress.  The  music,  to  begin 
with,  is  singularly  unattractive,  and,  for  the  most  part, 
badly  sung  into  the  bargain.  Why  the  original  American 
music,  bright,  varied,  and  catchy,  should  not  have  been 
given,  we  fail  to  see.  Alas  !  there  arc  no  good  tunes,  and 
not  the  ghost  of  a  whistling  waiter.  [f  'A  Trip  to 
Chinatown '  is  ever  to  succeed  in  London,  the  comical  and 
musical  programme  must  be  instantly  revised.  At  pres- 
■:nt  no  ditch-water  could  well  be  duller." 

The  public  has  become  inured  to  the  theatrical 
programme,  where  the  few  details  that  the  patron 
of  the  theatre  wishes  to  know  concerning  the  play 
and  players  are  buried  in  a  mass  of  advertisements. 


It  is  a  nuisance,  but  we  have  become  used  to  it. 
But  the  remnant  of  our  good  nature  gets  up  and 
kicks  strenuously  at  such  an  intolerable  imposition 
in  this  line  as  is  practiced  at  the  Auditorium  on 
symphony  nights.  We  suppose  it  is  all  right  on 
popular  nights  for  the  management  to  make  as 
many  dimes  out  of  the  programmes  as  possible  ; 
but  the  programmes  furnished  by  the  Auditorium 
management  to  the  patrons  of  a  high  -  class 
symphony  concert  are  simply  disgraceful.  Last 
Friday  the  programme  of  five  numbers  was  scattered 
through  a  twelve-page  sheet  and  so  intricately  min- 
gled with  advertisements  and  programmes  of  other 
concerts  that  it  actually  cost  several  minutes' 
study  and  constantly  renewed  vexation  to  find  the 
names  of  the  numbers.  The  first  effort  to  read  the 
programme  read  something  like  this  : 

1.  Carl  Goldmark,  "  Sakuntala,"  overture.  Gold 
Dollars  for  Ninety  Cents,  never  before  offered  nor 
never  will  be,  by  Julius  Fakenstein;  Raff's  suite  for 
violin  and  orchestra,  op.  10S,  preludio,  minuetto,  aria,  il 
moto  pcrpetito,fcatliers  curled  for  Jive  cents;  Schubert's 
Unfinished  Symphony,  H  (sic)  minor,  allegro  moderate, 
andante  moderate,  intermission,  ask  for  Fritz's  Bottled 
Beer;  Donizetti,  "Lucia,"  harD  solo,  Mrs.  Marquardt- 
Breitschuck,  -why  be  tortured,  fleas  must  go;  Mozkowski's 
suite  in  F  major,  op.  39,  allegro  ntolto  e  brioso,  one  can  be 
deceived  in  an  umbrella,  allegro  giogoso,  tenia  con  varia- 
zioni,  we  trim  hats,  intermezzo,  why  do  people  go  to  Snort's 
for  tabic  •wines  t  perpctunm  mobile,  alcoholism  cured. 

We  suppose  it  is  useless  to  look  for  a  theatre 
programme  without  advertising.  But  to  subordi- 
nate the  programme  to  the  advertisements,  and  to 
print  it  like  a  Chinese  puzzle,  as  the  Auditorium 
people  are  doing,  is  an  outrage  upon  their  patrons. 

Sydney  Grundy's  play,  "A  White  Lie,"  will  be 
given  by  the  Kendals  at  their  farewell  performance 
at  the  Baldwin  Theatre  this  (Saturday)  evening. 


The  Horse  Show. 


The  horse  show  which  will  be  held  in  the  Me- 
chanics' Pavilion  late  in  November,  is  now  receiv- 
ing from  society  people  the  attention  it  will  merit. 
The  entries  of  all  classes  have  been  numerous  and 
of  a  degree  of  excellence  that  will  certainly  make 
the  affair  an  equine  success,  while  the  prizes  offered 
are  both  elegant  and  costly.  There  will  be  music 
at  all  hours  during  the  exhibition,  and  a  cafe,  under 
Ludwig's  direction,  where  refreshments  will  be 
served.  Even  at  this  early  hour  it  is  known  that 
many  supper-parties  have  been  arranged  for  each 
evening  of  the  show.  As  an  evidence  of  the  inter- 
est that  society  people  are  taking  in  the  show,  the 
appended  list  of  names  is  shown  of  those  who  have 
engaged  private  boxes  : 

Mr.  Russell  J.  Wilson,  Mr.  Timothy  Hopkins,  Mr. 
Joseph  D.  Grant,  Mr.  Louis  E.  Parrott,  Mrs.  E.  L. 
Hager,  Mr.  J.  B.  Crockett,  Mr.  Maurice  Casey,  Mr.  W. 
F.  Babcock,  Mr.  A.  N.  Towne,  Mrs.  Annie  Donahue, 
Mr.  Frederick  H.  Green,  Mr.  Philip  E.  Bowles,  Mr. 
Henry  J.  Crocker,  Mr.  William  Alvord,  Mr.  George  A. 
Pope,  Mr.  Hans  H.  Kohler,  Mr.  Edgar  Mills,  Mr.  Peter 
McG.  McBean,  Mr.  M.  H.  de  Young,  Mr.  James  A. 
Robinson,  Mr.  M.  H.  Hecht,  Mr.  Robert  Oxnard, 
Mr.  H.  Dutard,  Colonel  Isaac  Trumbo,  Mr.  Lloyd  Tevis, 
Mr.  Charles  Holbrook,  Mr.  John  F.  Merrill,  Mr.  Joseph 
A.  Donohue,  Jr.,  Mr.  William  H.  Howard,  Mr.  E.  J. 
Baldwin,  Mrs.  Clark  W.  Crocker,  Mr.  W.  R.  Hearst, 
Colonel  C.  F.  Crocker,  Mr.  James  D.  Phelan,  Mr.  C.  de 
Guigne,  Mr.  John  Parrott,  Mr.  George  Aimer  Newhall, 
Mr.  William  A.  Powning,  General  W.  H.  Dimond,  Mr. 
C.  A.  Spreckels,  Mr.  John  Cunningham,  Mr.  Walter 
Hobart,  Mr.  J.  J.  Crooks,  Mr.  J.  O'B.  Gunn,  Mr. 
Isaac  L.  Requa,  Mr.  W.  E.  Smith,  Mr.  George  H.  Roe, 
Mr.  Robert  F.  Morrow,  Mr.  Charles  Main,  Mrs.  E.  B. 
Hopkins,  Mr.  W.  F.  Goad,  Mr.  A.  P.  Hotaling,  Mr. 
George  Davis  Boyd,  Mr.  C.  Studebaker,  Mr.  H.  E. 
Huntington,  Mr.  Wilfrid  B.  Chapman,  Mr.  Peter  J.  Don- 
ahue, Mr.  H.  M.  A.  Miller,  Mr.  Irving  M.  Scott,  Mr. 
W.  O'B.  Macdonough,  Mr.  Henry  T.  Scott,  Mr.  E.  W. 
Hopkins,  and  the  Pacific-Union  Club. 


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VANITY    FAIR. 


"  One  of  the  greatest  misfortunes  in  permitting 
young  women  to  reside  in  Paris  without  family  re- 
lations," writes  an  American  resident,  "  is  that  they 
have  too  much  leeway  and  too  long  a  string 
through  which  they  exercise  their  great  freedom. 
A  girl  with  a  fortune  and  means,  whether  homely 
or  pretty,  is  only  a  prey  to  the  fortune-hunter,  and 
in  most  of  the  international  marriages,  the  question 
of  love  is  never  considered,  and  the  woman  is  dis- 
posed of  at  market  value.  The  writer's  sympathy 
has  been  thoroughly  aroused  by  his  knowledge  of 
young  women  in  Paris,  who  are  unprotected,  even 
though  they  have  with  them  what  is  supposed  to  be 
a  dame  de  compagnie.  For  this  is  not  sufficient  for 
the  training  of  a  girl  entering  womanhood,  and 
more  often  the  dame  de  compagnie,  or  '  hired  com- 
panion,' is  the  promoter  of  more  evil  in  the  lives 
of  young  women  than  it  is  possible  to  imagine. 
The  companions,  and  I  regret  to  say  a  great  many 
are  found  in  Paris,  are  paid,  but  are  willing  to 
work  at  any  price  for  selfish  reasons,  caring  less 
about  the  deportment  of  the  protigie  and  the  evil 
which  may  possibly  befall  her,  especially  in  the 
allurements  of  Parisian  life,  than  of  their  own  pri- 
vate benefit.  The  writer  has  known  of  SDecial  cases 
where  girls  have  been  sent  here  for  an  education, 
properly  chaperoned,  where  the  greatest  amount  of 
impropriety  has  been  allowed  to  be  practiced  under 
their  very  eyes,  and  then  the  chaperons  excused 
themselves  upon  being  '  found  out '  by  saying  that 
the  '  mothers  ought  to  keep  their  daughters  at 
home'  -  and  this,  after  having  reaped  the  benefit  of 
many  thousands  of  dollars.  It  is,  in  other  words, 
a  fashionable  bribery,  and  most  evil  consequences 
have  resulted,  the  only  victim  being  the  young 
woman.  There  is  one  thing  quite  true — that  the 
well-brought-up  American  woman  has  far  fewer 
vices,  such  as  smoking,  etc.,  than  any  other  nation- 
ality. They  are  greater  flirts,  to  be  sure,  and  will 
go  to  any  extent  in  the  art  of  flirting,  which  in 
many  cases  has  resulted  disastrously.  But  with  all 
that,  they  are  a  clever  and  noble  type,  and  are 
even  more  popular  in  a  foreign  country  than  in 
their  own,  and,  flattered  by  this  popularity,  they 
little  by  little  get  into  entanglements  in  foreign  coun- 
tries, and  sometimes  realize  their  errors  when  it  is 
too  late." 

An  important  decision  has  just  been  pronounced 
in  Vermont  as  to  engagement- rings.  A  young  man 
sued  to  recover  one  that  he  had  given  to  a  young 
woman,  who,  after  accepting  the  ring,  repudiated 
the  engagement.  The  judge  decided  that  it  must 
be  returned,  or  else  that  the  recipient  must  fulfill 
the  conditions  under  which  it  was  presented.  The 
English  courts,  some  years  ago,  decided  that  an  en- 
gagement-ring is  not  recoverable  under  any  circum- 
stances. 

The  lengthening  of  the  tails  of  the  winter  over- 
coat, so  that  they  fall  well  below  the  knee,  is  (says 
the  Sun  J  a  good  idea.  So  far  as  the  artistic  side 
or  sense  of  a  question  of  this  kind  is  concerned,  we 
ordinarily  bow  to  the  high  judgment  of  the  Mer- 
chant Tailors'  Society  ;  but  we  favor  the  long  tails 
aside  from  any  consideration  in  art.  The  short 
tails  of  other  times  were  undoubtedly  in  violation 
of  sanitary  law  ;  and  the  men  who  sported  them 
failed  to  give  due  regard  to  their  health,  and  to  the 
rheumatic  troubles  that  often  become  serious  in 
wintry  weather,  and  to  the  danger  of  cold  getting 
into  the  hinges  of  the  knee  when  the  temperature 
falls.  Rheumatism  in  the  knee-joints  is  a  peculiarly 
distressing  affection,  and  the  man  who  wears  a 
short-tailed  overcoat  during  the  winter  months  is  a 
man  who  foolishly  invites  it  to  settle  there.  A 
good  warm  overcoat,  the  tails  of  which  reach  at  the 
very  least  half-way  between  the  knee  and  ankle,  is, 
in  some  measure,  a  protection  against  it.  In 
the  colder  countries  of  Europe,  men  wear  very 
long-tailed  overcoats  in  the  winter  time.  In 
Russia,  for  example,  or  in  the  greater  part 
of  it,  the  tails  of  that  garment  fall  almost 
as  far  as  the  ankle,  or  within  a  very  few  inches 
of  the  lower  end  of  the  trousers.  The  tails  of 
the  Czar's    winter   overcoat  are  long,    and  so  are 


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40  YEA  iS  THE  STANDARD. 


those  of  the  soldiers'  winter  overcoats,  while  those 
of  the  peasants  are  usually  as  long  as  they  can 
afford.  Those  men  who  think  that  a  very  long- 
tailed  overcoat  is  unbecoming,  must  remember  that 
it  is  worn  for  comfort  and  protection,  rather  than 
for  artistic  effect,  or  for  the  sake  of  nattiness. 

A  discussion  is  going  on  in  one  of  the  English 
papers  beloved  of  young  men,  as  to  whether  ugly 
women  are  less  happy  than  their  more  fortunate 
sisters.  One  would  like  to  hear  the  views  of  the 
ugly  women  themselves,  who,  no  doubt,  would  be 
perfectly  willing  to  forego  the  virtues  that  are 
unanimously  ascribed  to  them  for  the  rosy  cheeks 
and  golden  hair  of  nature's  favored  ones  ;  but,  ac- 
cording to  the  young  male  prigs  who  express  their 
sentiments,  the  plain,  good  girls,  with  their  sunny 
tempers,  efforts  to  please,  and  homely  qualities, 
are  actually  preferred  to  haughty,  exacting,  ca- 
pricious beauties.  This  is  rather  an  unromantic 
view  for  youth  to  take,  and  one,  perhaps,  that  some 
of  us  would  prefer  in  the  mouth  of  sober  middle 
age,  from  which  romance  and  susceptibility  to 
beauty  have  very  rightly  fled.  However,  the  truth 
seems  to  be  that  if  a  woman  of  only  moderate 
comeliness  does  not  get  the  "fun "and  flirtation 
and  the  sort  of  not  very  desirable  homage  that  fall 
to  the  lot  of  the  pretty  creature,  she  is  quite  as 
likely  to  win  and  keep  affection  of  a  deeper  and 
more  enduring  kind.  One  can  imagine,  too,  that 
the  plainest  woman  is  pleasing  in  the  eyes  of  her 
lover  ;  and  which  of  us  has  not  met  women  with  a 
reputation  for  beauty  for  which  we  could  not  ac- 
count ?  This  is  especially  notable  in  portraits  of 
by-gone  belles,  many  of  whom  appear  to  our  mod- 
ern eyes  to  have  little  claim  to  beauty  so  far  as 
contour  and  features  are  concerned. 

"  Women  play  odd  tricks  on  one  another  some- 
times," said  a  smart  American  woman  ;  "  but  the 
queerest  I  ever  heard  of  was  perpetrated  by  one  social 
leader  in  a  Western  city  upon  another.  They  were 
rivals,  and  hated  each  other  accordingly,  though  out- 
wardly they  preserved  the  semblance  of  pleasant 
relations.  Every  chance  that  either  got  to  give  a 
dig  at  the  other  was  eagerly  seized.  But  the  final 
and  most  effective  stroke,  after  which  no  calls  were 
exchanged,  was  delivered  by  Mrs.  L.  She  sent  out 
cards  for  a  grand  entertainment,  and  then  took 
pains  to  find  out  what  Mrs.  F.,  her  competitor,  was 
going  to  wear.  A  gorgeous  brocaded  satin  was  the 
material  of  Mrs.  F.'s  gown,  it  was  ascertained. 
Accordingly  Mrs.  L.,  whose  husband  was  in  the 
dry-goods  business,  obtained  several  hundred  yards 
of  the  same  identical  stuff  and  draped  the  walls  of 
all  the  rooms  on  the  lower  floor  of  her  house  with 
it.  You  may  imagine  the  feelings  of  Mrs.  F.,  on 
arriving  in  her  superb  new  frock,  which  she  ex- 
pected to  make  a  sensation.  Naturally,  she  ordered 
her  carriage  and  drove  away  in  tears." 


"  Imagine  Senator  Evarts,  Senator  Sherman,  or 
any  other  of  your  most  grave,  dignified,  and  re- 
vered statesmen  being  called  upon  to  decide  the 
question  as  to  whether,  when  a  lady  rides  on  a  tan- 
dem bicycle  with  a  male  escort,  she  should  sit  be- 
hind or  in  front !  "  exclaims  Vogue's  Paris  corres- 
pondent. "  Yet  this  is  the  problem  which  has  been 
seriously  propounded  to  the  venerable  Senator 
Jules  Simon  ;  to  the  pompous  and  intensely  digni- 
fied Comte  de  Haussonville,  who  represented  the 
Comte  de  Paris's  interests  here  and  was  his  principal 
lieutenant ;  to  the  portly  Duke  of  Doudeauville  ;  and 
to  the  octogenarian,  Senator  Barthelmy  St.  Hilaire. 
They  have,  after  due  consideration,  responded  to 
the  inquiry  with  the  same  gravity  with  which  it  was 
put  to  them,  and  with  as  much  unction  as  if  they 
were  determining  some  intricate  problem  of  state- 
craft or  ecclesiastical  lore.  I  need  scarcely  say  that 
their  unanimous  decision  was  that  the  lady  should 
sit  in  front,  since  she  is  bound  to  prefer  the  green 
horizons  and  the  varieties  of  the  landscape  to  the 
back  of  a  man,  while  the  latter,  for  his  part,  ought 
to  prefer  to  the  beauties  of  the  landscape  and  the 
poesy  of  the  horizon  the  little  crisp  curls  that  grow 
in  the  nape  of  every  pretty  woman's  neck.  Yet  it 
is  easy  to  understand  why  this  decision  should  be 
declined  by  the  majority  of  the  bicyclists,  especially 
those  of  my  own  sex.  For  it  is  in  the  nape  of  the 
neck  and  at  the  base  of  the  skull  where  a  woman 
first  begins  to  manifest  signs  of  her  age,  where  her 
beauty  shows  its  first  token  of  waning,  and  the  fair 
one  must  be  very  young  and  sure  of  her  loveliness 
in  order  to  place  herself  for  hours  at  a  time  in  the 
manner  that  shows  her  under  the  most  trying  cir- 
cumstances to  her  escort." 


Mrs.  Langtry  always  asserted  and  stoutly  main- 
tained that  she  owed  the  fineness  of  her  skin  and 
the  brilliancy  of  her  complexion  to  the  rapid  walk 
which  she  took  daily.  Many  American  women 
walk,  but  they  are  slow  walkers.  And  the  com- 
plexion specialists  say  that  a  slow  walk  is  no  better 
than  none  at  all,  except  that  it  obliges  the  walker 
to  breathe  fresh,  open  air,  which  is  always  good. 
To  get  the  full  beneficial  effects  of  a  walk  for  the 
complexion,  there  must  be  rapid  movement  for  the 
blood,  quick  breathing  for  the  color  in  the  cheeks, 
muscular  exertion  for  the  development  of  the  whole 
body,  including  the  chest  and  neck  and  chin,  and, 
finally,  the  general  exercise  for  calling  to  life  the 
sluggish  organs  of  the  body.  That  is  the  general 
explanation.     Practiced,  it  works  wonders. 


MUSICAL    NOTES. 


The  Kelleher  Recital. 

Miss  Helen  Kelleher  gave  a  recital  at  Calvary 
Presbyterian  Church  last  Thursday  evening  and 
presented  the  following  excellent  programme  : 

Offertoire  in  G.  Wely,  Mr.  R.  D.  Burness  ;  "The  Sis- 
ters," J.  G.  Whittier.  Miss  Helen  Kelleher ;  violin  solo, 
"  Fantaisle  Caprice,"  Vieuxtemps,  Mr.  Noah  Brandt  ; 
baritone  solo,  selected,  Mr.  Loring  P.  Rixford  ;  fa)  "The 
Judge's  Search  for  a  Waterfall,"  Harper's,  fb)  "  Mrs. 
O'Toole  and  the  Car  Conductor,"  S.  Jennie  Smith,  Miss 
Helen  Kelleher;  contralto  solo,  "Summer  Night,"  Gor- 
ing Thomas,  Miss  Henrietta  Bayly;  Act  III.,  Scene  i, 
"King  John,"  Shakespeare,  Miss  Helen  Kelleher;  tenor 
solo,  "Queen  of  the  Earth,"  Pinsuti,  Mr.  J.  H.  Des- 
mond; violin  solo,  "Chanson  Polonaise,"  Wieniawski, 
Mr.  Noah  Brandt ;  pantomime,  "  The  Angels'  Serenade," 
(with  vocal  accompaniment  and  calcium  effects),  Miss 
Helen  Kelleher  ;  fa)  ,'  Dltes-moi,"  Nevin,  fb)  "  Good-bye, 
Sweet  Day,"  Vannah,  Miss  Henrietta  Bayly;  "Chariot 
Race"  from  "Ben  Hur,"  Lew  Wallace,  Miss  Helen 
Kelleher. 

A  Saturday  Popular  Concert. 

The  fortieth  Saturday  Popular  Concert  was  held 
at  Golden  Gate  Hall  last  Saturday  afternoon,  and 
attracted  the  usual  fashionable  audience.  The  fol- 
lowing interesting  programme  was  presented  : 

String  quartet  in  F,  op.  18,  ft)  allegro  con  brio.  (2) 
adagio  affetuoso  ed  appasionato,  (3)  scherzo,  allegro 
molto,  (4)  allegro,  Beethoven,  Saturday  Popular  Quartet; 
songs,  fa)  "A  Lament,"  (b)  "The  Roving  Pedlar"  (old 
Irish  songs,  arranged  by  Villiers  Stanford),  fc)  prolog. 
fd)  ragnhitd  (Nos.  i  and  3,  "  Reminiscences  from  Mount- 
ain and  Fiord  "),  Grieg,  Mr.  Willis  E.  Bacheller  ;  quartet 
for  piano  and  strings  in  E  flat,  op.  87,  (/)  allegro  con 
fuoco,  (s)  lento,  (3)  allegro  moderate  grazioso,  (4)  finale 
allegro  moderato,  Dvorak,  Mrs.  Carr,  Messrs.  Beel, 
Jaulus,  and  Heine. 

The  seventh  series  of  concerts  will  commence 
next  January. 

Scheel  Symphony  Concert. 

Mr.  Fritz  Scheel  gave  his  eighth  symphony  con- 
cert last  Friday  evening  at  the  Auditorium.  A 
fashionable  audience  enjoyed  the  following  pro- 
gramme : 

Overture  to  the  drama,  "The  Thirty  Years'  War" 
("Eine  Feste  Burg  is  Unser  Gott"),  Joachim  Raff; 
symphony,  D  major,  No.  3  (first  time),  August  Klug- 
hardt  ;  Vorspiel  to  the  opera,  "  Die  Meistersinger," 
Richard  Wagner ;  serenade,  D  minor,  Robert  Volkman  ; 
violoncello  solo,  Karl  Grienauer  ;  "  In  the  Sunshine," 
piece  caracterisque,  H.  Hofman ;  Spanish,  Hungarian, 
from  "The  Suite  of  All  Nations,"  M.  Moszkowski. 


"  Die  Scheme  Mullerin,"  the  celebrated  song-cycle 
by  Willhelm  Mueller  and  Franz  Schubert,  will  be 
recited  by  Mr.  H.  B.  Pasmore  at  Stanford  Uni- 
versity next  Wednesday  evening.  Mr.  Pasmore 
will  be  assisted  by  Miss  Ella  C.  Stone,  accompanist, 
and  Mrs.  J.  J.  Nachtrieb,  who  will  read  Mrs. 
Martha  L.  Stone's  narrative,  a  paper  descriptive  of 
the  story  of  the  poem.  Miss  Mary  Pasmore  will 
play  solos  on  the  violin. 


Mr.  H.  J.  Stewart  will  give  his  final  organ  recital 
of  the  present  series  at  three  o'clock  this  afternoon 
at  the  First  Unitarian  Church.  He  will  have  the 
assistance  of  Mr.  John  Marquardt,  solo  violinist. 
The  programme  will  be  a  very  attractive  one. 


The  Saturday  Morning  Orchestra  will  hold  its 
next  rehearsal  at  the  Kohler  &  Chase  Hall  on  Sat- 
urday, November  24th,  at  half-past  ten  o'clock  in 
the  morning. 

Mr.  John  Bonner,  whose  histories  of  France  and 
Spain  were  lately  published  by  the  Harpers,  is  to 
give  "  a  talk"  on  Napoleon  the  Great  at  Golden 
Gate  Hall  on  November  19th. 


—  The  auction  sale  of  the  late  Mrs. 
Kate  Johnson's  art  collection  at  Golden  Gate 
Hall,  on  Sutter  Street,  began  last  Thursday  before 
a  large  audience  of  art-lovers,  fashionables,  and 
shrewd  buyers.  It  cost  Mrs.  Johnson  a  quarter  of 
a  million  of  dollars  to  collect,  and  it  will  apparently 
bring  not  the  half  of  that  sum.  In  addition 
to  the  gallery  of  paintings  and  statuary  by 
famous  artists,  it  comprises  some  magnificent 
jewels,  beautifully  carved  Italian  furniture,  Jap- 
anese bronzes,  tapestries,  Egyptian  relics,  and 
objets  d'ari,  and  curios  of  all  kinds.  On  Thurs- 
day the  sales  amounted  to  $15,000,  including 
many  bargains,  particularly  for  art-collectors,  who 
found  the  opportunity  to  add  to  their  collections. 
The  highest  price  received  on  Thursday  was 
$1,020  for  a  pair  of  diamond  ear-rings  purchased 
by  Colonel  Andrews.  Among  the  other  principal 
purchasers  were  Mrs.  Kate  Kellogg,  Mrs.  William 
J.  Dingee,  Mrs.  Captain  Blair.  Mrs.  R.  Hamilton, 
"N.  J.  Brittan.  Henry  Payot,  Nat.  Raphael, 
A.  Roos,  C.  F.  Mullins,  and  A.  Hirsch.  The 
sale  will  be  continued  every  afternoon  and  evening 
at  2  and  7.30  o'clock,  closing  on  Thursday,  No- 
vember 15th.  _      

—  Cooper's  engravers  have  no  equal. 


—  Extra  Mince  Pies,  Swain's,  213  Sutter  St. 
*  ♦  » 

Miss  Elderly — "  I  shall  never  marry."  Laura — 
"  Probably  not  ;  but  you  made  a  brave  fight."— 
Life. 


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A  little  smoother 

A  little  more  durable 

A  little  higher  priced 

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THE        ARGONAUT. 


November  12,  1894, 


TO    THE    FROZEN    NORTH. 


From  the  Diary  of  Lieutenant  Queery. 


New  York,  August  zsi.  —  The  receipts  at  a 
quarter  a  head,  for  viewing  my  stanch  little  craft, 
fell  to  six  dollars  and  a  half  to-day.  As  a  bit  of  realism 
I  have  had  a  gang  of  laborers  to  wheel  supplies  on 
board  during  the  day.  By  wheeling  them  off  again 
at  night  the  same  boxes  and  bales  have  lasted  the 
entire  two  weeks.  They  are  becoming  battered, 
however,  and  this,  together  with  the  decrease  in  re- 
ceipts, convinces  me  that  the  time  has  come  to 
"  push  on  to  the  Frozen  North,"  as  we  Arctic  ex- 
plorers say. 

August  2d.— Net  receipts  to-day  only  two  dol- 
lars and  a  quarter.  Have  at  last  completed  all 
preparations  for  weighing  anchor  to-morrow.  Have 
collected  the  money  for  the  testimonial  I  wrote  to 
the  Hygienic  Underwear  man,  signed  the  contract 
with  the  Daily  Guff  for  the  letters  I  im  to  write 
about  life  at  the  Pole,  and  settled  about  the  rescuing 
party,  which  is  not  to  start  until  I  telegraph  thai  I 
am  definitely  lost.  Also  returned  to  the  city  dog- 
catcher  the  dogs  he  had  rented  to  me  as  "the 
noble  animals  that  will  draw  daring  Lieutenant 
Queery  into  the  Heart  of  the  Arctic  Circle." 

Head-quarters,  Greenland,  September  15th. 
— At  last  we  are  in  camp  after  an  eventful  voyage 
marked  by  a  succession  of  distressing  accidents. 
When  only  two  weeks  out,  our  ice-cream  freezer 
was  broken  beyond  repair  ;  we  missed  our  mail  on 
two  successive  days,  thus  having  to  do  without  the 
daily  papers,  and  my  type-writer  got  out  of  order, 
so  that  I  had  to  write  out  by  hand  my  first  install- 
ment of  copy  for  the  Guff.  Truly,  the  life  of  the 
Arctic  explorer  is  fraught  with  annoyance  and  hard- 
ship. 

September  28th. — Life  here  is  one  round  of  vex- 
ations. To-day  the  electric  fans  refused  to  work, 
and  we  have  been  obliged  to  use  the  clumsy,  old- 
ashioned  palm-leaf  article.  The  piano-tuner  has 
neglected  to  call  for  two  weeks  ;  there  is  a  leak  in 
the  gas-meter,  one  of  my  best  men  was  sunstruck 
while  out  picking  wild  flowers,  and  my  new  lawn- 
mower  was  stolen.  This  is  what  it  means  to  leave 
civilization  behind. 

September  29th. — As  this  is  the  first  month  with 
an  r  in  it,  I  ordered  a  barrel  of  oysters,  but  the  ice- 
man failed  to  come  for  two  days  and  I  have  been 
obliged  to  use  them  for  fish-bait.  Had  a  fire  built 
to-night,  as  the  evenings  are  getting  chilly. 
Severely  scorched  one  of  my  feet  on  the  Acme 
parlor  coal-stove,  while  writing  about  life  at  the 
pole. 

October  24th. — The  long  six-months'  night  has 
set  in.  The  men  have  struck  for  higher  wages,  on 
the  ground  that  night-work  is  always  paid  extra. 

November  1st. — One  of  my  men  became  insane 
to-day.  Poor  fellow  !  He  came  to  me  and  quite 
soberly  proposed  that  we  should  take  a  sledge  and 
some  dogs  and  push  north  with  the  idea  of  finding 
the  pole. 

January  1st. — How  little  the  unthinking  world 
recks  of  the  suffering  of  the  Arctic  explorer  !  For 
two  weeks  I  have  had  a  severe  attack  of  writer's 
cramp.  Fortunately  they  were  the  two  weeks  dur- 
ing which  I  was  supposed  to  be  lost.  The  Daily 
Guff  has  doubtless  been  saying  that  "  grave  appre- 
hensions are  felt  for  the  safety  of  this  hardy  and 
intrepid  explorer."  I  shall  telegraph  the  rescuing 
party  to  come  ahead  at  once. 

March  15th. — A  native  bunco-steerer  called  on 
me  to-day  and  asked  in  his  vulgar  way  what  "  lay  " 
I  was  on.  I  explained  the  nature  of  my  trip  and 
read  him  several  of  the  Guff  articles,  describing  the 
supposed  dangers  of  my  stay  here.  He  wept  like 
a  child,  and  declared,  with  genuine  gratitude  in  his 
tones,  that  he  never  before  realized  the  possibilities 
of  his  profession. 

July  20th. — The  rescuing  party  arrived  to-day. 
What  would  have  been  a  most  awkward  culmina- 
tion of  the  affair  was  narrowly  averted.  The  party 
was  expected  on  the  ten-thirty  Limited  Arctic  Ex- 
press. I  had  donned  the  suit  of  furs  in  which  I 
was  to  be  found,  when  I  discovered  that  my  box  of 
grease  paints  had  been  mislaid.  My  gouty  foot 
prevented  a  rapid  seach  for  it,  and  it  was  only 
about  twenty  minutes  before  train  time  that  I  dis- 
covered it  in  a  trunk  that  had  been  stored  in  the 
summer-house,  together  with  the  property  pem- 
mican  and  the  rubber  boot  on  which  I  am  supposed 
to  have  subsisted  while  lost.  I  had  just  time  to 
make  up  my  face  as  a  haggard,  half-starved  ex- 
plorer, when  the  party  was  announced.  The  rescue 
passed  off  happily.  Thank  heaven,  this  trying  ex- 
perience is  at  an  end  !  To-morrow  I  return  to 
civilization,  with  its  liberal  editors  and  its  crowded 
lecture-rooms. — Puck. 


How  it  Came  to  an  Untimely  End. 
A  party  of  three  policemen  got  leave  of  absence, 
the  other  day,  and  went  on  a  hunting  and  fishing 
excursion,  their  objective  point   being  a  secluded 
spot  in  a  locality  of  whose  whereabouts  it  is  only 
necessary   for   the   purposes   of   this   narrative    to 
mention  that  it  was  several  miles  from  anywhere 
and  could  only  be  reached  by  a  long  and  labori- 
ous journey  in  a  wagon  from  the  nearest  railway 
station. 
The  party  arrived  at  its  destination  an  hour  or 
.    before   nightfall    and  proceeded    to    unload.  ! 
tent,    the    camp-stove,     blankets,  ^eatables, 


guns,  ammunition,  game-bags,  fishing-rods,  and 
other  necessities  of  the  campaign  were  taken  out 
of  the  wagon  by  Mike  and  Larry  and  piled  on  the 
ground. 

"I  guess  that's  all,"  said  Mike,  preparing  to 
climb  out. 

"  Not  by  a  jugful,"  responded  Dennis,  the  rank- 
ing officer  of  the  squad.  "  Look  over  in  that  corner 
beyant  ye.  There's  a  jug.  It's  full.  Mind,  now, 
how  ye  handle  it !  " 

Larry  picked  up  the  jug  with  great  alacrity. 

But  in  handing  it  out  he  had  the  misfortune  to 
strike  it  against  the  hind  wheel. 

And  it  broke  all  to  pieces. 

There  was  a  ghastly,  horrible  silence.  It  was 
broken  at  last  by  Dennis. 

"  Boys,"  he  said,  in  a  heart-broken,  world- 
weary,  but  resolute  voice,  "  git  out  o"  that  an'  help 
me  pile  these  things  back  in  the  wagon." — Chicago 
Tribune. 

A  Modest  Request. 
"  What  do  you  want  ?  "  she  asked  of  the  tramp, 
who  had  made  his  way  around  to  the  kitchen-door. 

"  Notbin'  much,  ma'am,"  he  replied,  with  a 
politeness  that  awakened  her  suspicion. 

"  Money,  I  suppose.  We  don't  give  tramps 
money." 

"  No'm.     I  don't  want  no  money." 

"Well,  we  have  no  victuals,  except  for  dinner, 
and  they  ain't  done  yet." 

"  I  don't  even  ask  for  none  of  yer  dinner,  ma'am. 
All  I  want  is  some  dry  bread  ;  jes'  dry  bread." 

She  was  touched. 

"  Poor  man  !  "  she  exclaimed.  "  Here,  I'll  give 
you  a  piece  of  pie  anyhow." 

"  No'm.     I  druther  hev  the  dry  bread." 

"  Do  you  like  it?" 

"  No  ;  but  yer  see  me  and  the  rest  of  the  boys 
hez  hustled  aroun'  till  we've  got  a  turkey  an'  some 
celery  an'  some  cranberry  sauce  an"  some  plum- 
puddin',  an'  all  we  want  now  is  jes'  the  dry  bread 
ter  make  the  stufnn'  of." — Detroit  F?-ee  Press. 


How  Patriotic  Women  Should  Vote. 

"John,"  said  Mrs.  Billus,  "  of  course  I  won't 
take  any  dictation  from  you  or  anybody  else,  but  if 
you  were  in  my  place,  how  would  you  vote  ?  " 

"  If  I  were  in  your  place,  Maria,"  answered  Mr. 
Billus,  reflectively,  "I  should  go  quietly  to  the 
polls,  stand  in  line  till  it  came  to  my  turn,  answer 
in  a  respectful  manner  whatever  questions  may  be 
asked,  accept  the  official  ballot  handed  to  me,  take 
it  into  one  of  the  voting  booths,  fill  it  out  accord- 
ing to  the  directions,  fold  it,  step  outside  of  the 
booth  again,  hand  the  ballot  to  the  proper  official, 
and  come  away  without  making  any  fuss." 

"  I  think  you're  as  mean  as  you  can  be,  John 
Billus!" — Chicago  Tribune. 


The  Last  Message. 

Upon  the  field  of  battle  a  soul  struggled  to  free 
itself  from  the  mortal  clay. 

A  pale,  set  face  stared  ghastly  into  space. 

"Tell  her " 

The  livid  lips  moved  feebly.- 

"  — I  loved — loved " 

The  words  were  lost.  The  heart  was  still.  The 
spirit  had  departed.  The  game  was  finished  with 
a  substitute  at  right  tackle. — Puck. 


'Twould  be  money  in  your  pocket  to  enrich  your 
blood  with  Ayer's  SarsapariUa. 


The  Coffee  Habit 

Is  difficult  to  throw  off,  especially  if  one's  epicu- 
rean taste  leads  to  the  use  of  the  Gail  Borden 
Eagle  Brand  Condensed  Milk  in  this  popular  bever- 
age. Its  superiority  to  cream  is  admitted.  Rich 
flavor  and  uniform  consistency. 


-Cooper's  engravers  have  no  equal. 


—  You  can  remove  superfluous  hair  from 
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without  pain  or  injury  to  the  skin.  Send  for  cir- 
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—  For  the  newest  publications  of  pict- 
ures,  and  most  elegant  and  latest  styles  of  frames, 
S.  &  G.  Gump's  Art  Emporium,  113  Geary  Street, 
is  the  place. 

—  Cooper's  engravers  have  no  equal. 


Doctor—"  Dyspepsia  is  what  ails  you."  Patient 
— "What  do  you  advise?"  Doctor — "Fee  the 
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No  lamp  is  good  without 
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legal  depositary  for  Court  and  Trust  Funds.  Will  take 
entire  charge  of  Real  and  Personal  Estates,  collecting 
the  income  and  profits,  and  attending  to  all  such  details 
as  an  individual  in  like  capacity  could  do. 

Acts  as  Registrar  and  Transfer  Agent  of  all  Stocks 
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Receives  deposits  subject  to  check  and  allows  interest 
at  the  rate  of  two  per  cent,  per  annum  on  daily  balances. 
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the  usual  rates  of  interest  thereon. 

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prices  from  $5  per  annum  upwards,  according  to  size. 
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Directors : 
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Cashier;  J.  H.  Strobridge,  D.  W.  Earl,  J.  H.  Sisson,  F. 
H.  Green,  J.  M.  Haven. 

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Mrs.  Kate  Johnson's 

COLLECTION 


By  ord f r  of  the  Exeexitors  of  the  Estate  of 

MKS.  KATE   JOHNSON, 

Deceased,  and  the  Directors  of  the  Mary's 
Help  Hospital  and  by  order  of  the  Probate 
Court,  the  personal  property  of  said  estate, 
collected  at  a  cost  of  over 

$250,000 


WE   WILL   SELL 


AT  AUCTION 

—  IN  — 

GOLDEN  GATE  HALL 

Suttev,  near  Jones  Street, 


—  COMMENCING  ON- 


THURSDAY,    NOV.   8,    '94 

Continuing  daily  until  and  Including 
(  Sunday  Excepted  ) 

THURSDAY,  NOV.    15,   '94 


Auction  Sale  Every  Day 


2     o'clock    Afternoons    and     7:30 
o'clock  Evenings. 


Public  Free  Exhibition 

WEDNESDAY,  NOV.  7,  180+, 

From   9  o'clock  A.  M.  to  11  o'clock  P.  Bl.f 

and   every    morning    during    the   sale 

from  9  A.  M.  to  1  o'clock  P.M. 


THE  COLLECTION  COMPRISES 

OIL,  WATER  COLOR,  AND 
PASTEL  PAINTINGS. 

ARTISTS— M.  de  Munkacsy,  Von  Thonen,  Jas.  L. 
Hyppolite,  Bellange,  Jozef  Erandt,  T.  B.  Huet,  W. 
Cray,  Van  Marcke,  Julian  Dupre,  Ed  Moran,  Hans 
Makart,  H.  H.  Moore,  C.  Kahlar,  T.  Hill,  Theo. 
Wores,  Win.  Keith,  Edwin  Deakin,  and  many  others. 

MAGNIFICENT  BRONZE  and  MARBLE  STATUES 

By  the  best  European  Sculptors. 

Magnificent  Solitaire  Diamonds, 

The  Exquisite    Empress   Eugenic,    seventeen    Diamonds 
(square  cut)  Necklace. 

Ruby,   Opal,    Sapphire,  and  other  valuable  stones 

in  Pins  and  Rings  and  other  high-cost  Jewelry. 
Superb  Mantel  Clucks. 
Venetian  High  Art. 
Elaborately    Carved     Wood     Furniture    and 

Life-Sized  Figures. 
French    Bronze    and     Italian    Marble    B  u-<  -, 

Statuettes,  Ornaments. 
Magnificent  Cutlery  and  Silverware. 
Elegant  Ivory  Carvings. 
Exquisite  Royal  Tapestries. 
Beautiful  Crystal  Cut  and  Bohemian  Glass- 

w  are . 
Magnificent  Persian,    Indian,    and    Turkish 

Rugs. 
Handsome  French  and  other  Luce*. 
Elaborate  Ivory,  "Wood,  and  Antique  Silver 

Crosses. 
Venetian  Porch  Lanterns. 
Kingsborougb 's      Mexican      Antiquities  —  9 

vols.,  very  expensive. 

—  AND   AN    HNDLESS    NUMBER   OF  — 

OBJETS    D'ART. 


We  earnestly  request  all  intending  buyers  to  e 
these  choice  articles  carefully,  as  hundreds  of  them — 
singly — reach  in  value  into  the  thousands  of  dollars,  and 
it  is  no  doubt  one  of  the  choicest  collections  on  the 
Pacific  Coast. 

N.  B. — Every  article  in  this  sale  belongs  to  the  collec- 
tion. 

EASTON,  ELDRID  "JE  &  CO., 

I  Auctioneers. 


• 


November  12,  1894. 


THE        ARGONAUT. 


13 


STORYETTES. 


Grave  and  Gay,  Epigrammatic  and  Otherwise. 


The  response  of  a  certain  Frenchman  to  a  hand- 
some woman  who  complained  that  she  had  discov- 
ered three  gray  hairs  in  her  head,  was  paradoxical 
but  pretty.  "  Madam,"  he  said,  "  so  long  as  they 
can  be  counted,  they  don't  count !  " 


A  story  is  told  on  a  prominent  Vermont  man 
who  has  on  several  occasions  been  a  candidate  for 
official  honors.  A  man  once  approached  him  on 
election  day  with  the  statement  that  if  he  had  about 
a  pint  of  whisky,  he  thought  he  could  vote  a  man 
for  him.  The  candidate  gave  up  half  a  dollar  in 
compliance.  Later  in  the  day,  meeting"  the  man 
again,  the  candidate  greeted  him  with  :  "Well,  I 
suppose  you  voted  your  man?"  "  No,"  came  the 
response,  "  the  other  fellow  had  a  quart  of  whisky 
and  voted  me." 


One  winter  morning,  the  late  Professor  Swing 
was  sauntering  slowly  along  near  his  home  in 
Chicago.  The  stone  pavements  were  coated  with 
ice,  and  a  woman  who  lived  in  the  neighborhood 
was  cautiously  picking  her  way  along.  Suddenly 
her  feet  flew  out  and  she  came  down  hard  upon 
the  sidewalk.  Professor  Swing  paused  to  satisfy 
himself  that  she  was  not  seriously  injured.     Then 

he  dryly  remarked  :  "Mrs.   S ,  in  my  opinion 

you  are  a  very  good  woman."  Piqued  at  his  re- 
mark, and  at  the  same  time  at  her  predicament, 
she  retorted  :  "  I  don't  know  why  you  think  so. 
What  do  you  mean  ?  "  "  Scripture  has  it,"  gravely 
replied  Professor  Swing,  "  that  '  the  wicked  stand 
in  slippery  places.'     You  seem  to  be  sitting  down." 


Dr.  Barrow  and  the  profligate  Lord  Rochester 
meeting  one  day  at  court  while  Barrow  was  king's 
chaplain  in  ordinary,  Rochester,  thinking  to  banter 
him,  accosted  him  with  a  flippant  air  and  a  low, 
formal  bow,  saying,  "  Doctor,  I  am  yours  to  my 
shoe-tie."  Barrow  returned  the  salute  with  "My 
lord,  I  am  yours  to  the  ground."  Rochester,  im- 
proving on  this,  quickly  returned  it  with  "  Doctor, 
I  am  yours  to  the  centre,"  which  was  as  smartly 
followed  up  by  Barrow  with  "  My  lord,  I  am  yours 
to  the  antipodes."  Upon  which  Rochester,  piqued 
at  being  foiled  by  one  he  called  "  a  musty  old 
piece  of  divinity,"  exclaimed,  "  Doctor,  I  am  yours 
to  the  lowest  pit  of  hell,"  upon  which  Barrow, 
turning  upon  his  heel,  dryly  replied,  "  There,  my 
lord,  I  leave  you." 

When  Lincoln  signed  the  first  call  for  troops 
during  the  Civil  War,  Joseph  Howard,  Jr.,  who 
was  correspondent  for  a  New  York  journal  of 
which  Charles  A.  Dana  was  managing  editor,  was 
moved  by  the  importance  of  the  occasion  to  intro- 
duce the  literal  proclamation  phrase  with  a  quota- 
tion from  a  hymn  that  was  a  favorite  in  his  own 
family  circle  :  "  We  are  living,  we  are  dwelling,  in 
a  grand  and  awful  time.  In  an  age  on  ages  telling, 
to  be  living  is  sublime."  And  then  followed  the 
Lincoln  document.  Two  days  afterward  he  re- 
ceived from  Mr.  Dana  by  mail,  not  by  wire,  a 
cautionary  suggestion  to  the  following  effect  : 
"  Dear  Mr.  Howard — After  this,  if,  in  your  dis- 
patches, you  really  must  drop  into  poetry,  tele- 
graphy being  four  cents  a  word,  won't  you  kindly 
wire  us  the  number  of  the  hymn,  as  we  have  the 
book  in  the  office  ?  " 


When  James  McNeill  Whistler  went  to  Venice 
to  make  those  fourteen  famous  etchings  of  his,  he 
became  so  intoxicated  with  its  beauty  that  he  made 
seventy  pastels  first,  leaving  his  etchings  till  the 
last  few  days.  These  pastels  made  a  tremendous 
sensation.  All  the  art  world  of  Venice  was  carried 
away  with  enthusiasm,  excepting  a  Russian 
painter,  who  declared  them  tricks,  betting  a  bas- 
ket of  champagne  he  could  paint  six  not  to  be  dis- 
tinguished from  them.  Mr.  Whistler  amiably 
gave  some  of  his  paper  and  six  pastels,  which 
were  finally  mixed  up  with  those  by  the  Russian 
and  submitted  to  a  jury  who  had  seen  none  of 
them.  Mr.  Whistler's  pastels  were  unmistakable, 
and  the  Russian  lost  the  wine.  A  few  days  later 
the  two  met  on  the  Rialto,  and  Mr.  Whistler 
laughed  a  little  about  the  wine  and  the  bet.  The 
Russian  was  furious.  "You  forget,  sir,"  he  said, 
"  that  I'm  a  Russian,  and  if  you  scratch  one  you 
find  a  Tartar  underneath."  "  Oh,  no,  you  have  it 
wrong,"  said  Mr.  Whistler — "  you  have  it  wrong. 
I  scratched  an  artist  and  found  an  amateur." 

John  Newell,  recently  deceased,  while  president 
of  the  Lake  Shore  road,  was  so  opposed  to  the  pass 
system  that  he  even  declined  to  issue  passes  to  rail- 
way officials  which,  under  the  courtesies  between 
railroad  officials,  had  been  the  custom,  and  when 
he  issued  passes,  he  limited  such  transportation  to 
certain  trains,  so  restricting  the  pass  that  but  few 
railway  officials  have  ridden  on  the  fast  mail  or  the 
limited  trains  of  that  road.  On  a  recent  new-year's, 
President  Newell  made  up  his  packet  of  exchange 
passes  and  sent  them  out.  Across  the  end  of  the 
one  he  sent  President  Caldwell  was  printed  in  red 
ink  the  words:  "Not  good  on  limited  or  fast 
trains."  By  return  mail  came  President  Caldwell's 
annual  pass  on  the  Nickle- Plate  to  President 
Newell.     Across  its  face,  in  flaring  red  ink  and  in 


the  bold  handwriting  of  President  Caldwell,  were 
written  the  words :  "  Not  good  on  passenger 
trains." 


The  late  Mrs.  Lyne-Stephens,  who,  as  Mile. 
Duvernay,  was  a  great  dancer  in  Taglioni's  time, 
was  once  made  the  recipient  of  marked  attentions 
by  one  of  the  chief  employees  at  the  Op£ra.  After 
various  hints  that  his  influence  would  materially 
accelerate  her  professional  career,  to  all  of  which 
she  turned  a  deaf  ear,  he  singled  her  out  as  a 
victim  of  his  petty  persecutions.  One  evening  she 
brought  him  to  book.  "  Do  you  know  Shake- 
speare?" she  asked.  "A  little — why?"  "Do 
you  remember  Shylock's  reply  to  Bassanio's  in- 
vitation to  dinner — '  I  will  buy  with  you,  sell  with 
you,  talk  with  you,  walk  with  you,  and  so  follow- 
ing, but  I  will  not  eat  with  you,  drink  with  you, 
nor  pray  with  you  *  ?  Well,  my  reply  to  your  in- 
vitation to  become  your  mistress  in  exchange  for 
your  influence  is  this  :  '  I  will  dance  on  you,  -with- 
out you,  before  you.  Never  will  I  dance  with  you 
or  through  your  influence.'  " 


When  the  late  Dr.  Holmes  was  at  a  dinner-party 
once  in  England,  Mrs.  Siddons  was  being  dis- 
cussed. Some  one  said  that  the  statesman  Fox  had 
been  smitten  by  the  great  actress.  Holmes  said 
that  from  all  he  had  heard  of  her  he  could  not 
understand  a  man  falling  in  love  with  her.  She 
was  too  grand — it  was  like  falling  in  love  with  the 
pyramids.  Perhaps  the  worshipful  company  of 
clothmakers  or  board  of  aldermen  might  have  loved 
her — but  one  man — never.  It  was  Holmes  who  re- 
marked, with  affected  gravity  :  "  I  really  must  not 
smoke  so  persistently.  I  must  turn  over  a  new  leaf 
— a  tobacco-leaf — and  have  a  cigar  only  after  each  " 
— here  he  paused,  as  if  to  say  "  meal,"  but  he  con- 
tinued— "after  each  cigar."  When  the  smile  ran 
around  the  table,  he  leaned  back  in  his  chair  and 
said:  "A  foreigner  is  an  alien;  a  foreigner  who 
drinks  too  much  is  a  bacchanalian,  and  may  not  a 
foreigner  who  smokes  too  much  be  called  a  tobac- 
conalian  ?  "  Once  when  he  had  been  heavily  lion- 
ized and  mobbed  by  a  deputation  of  rough  men 
from  the  Far  West,  and  some  one  asked  him  if  he 
did  not  enjoy  it  :  "  Enjoy  it  !  "  he  exclaimed  ;  "  I 
felt  like  the  small  elephant  at  the  Zoo  with  a  cheap 
excursion-party  on  its  back." 


Don't  You  See  It? 

That  vapor  creeping  up  from  the  marshy  low- 
lands. It  is  ladened  with  the  seeds  of  chills  and 
fever.  Do  you  think  you  can  breathe  these  without 
danger  ?  Not  much.  Protect  yourself  with  Hos- 
tetter's  Stomach  Bitters  and  you  will  be  safe.  Or 
if  you  find  dyspepsia,  rheumatism,  or  inactivity  of 
the  kidneys  or  liver  coming  on  apace,  use  this 
thorough  and  beneficent  safeguard. 


—  Ladies  do  not  fail  to  inspect  the  new 
and  beautiful  designs  in  fine  Haviland  porcelain 
ware  just  received  from  Limoges,  France,  at  S.  & 
G.  Gump's,  113  Geary  Street. 


-Cooper's  engravers  have  no  equal. 


Duke  de  Cay — * '  Do  you  love  an  old  ruin  ?  "  Miss 
Catchum — "Oh,  your  grace,  this  is  so — er — think 
I  could  learn." — Detroit  Tribune. 


Jou  can  easily havefhebestif 
you  only  insist  upon  it. 

They  are  made  for  cooking  and 
heaiing.in  every  conceivable  slyle 
and  siiejorany  kind  offuel  and 
with  prices  from  *  10  to  *  70. 

Thegenuineall  bearthis  trade 
markandaresoldwitha  written 
guarantee.  First-dass  merchants 
everywhere  handle  them. 

.■■>-";/   The  Mich'gan  Stove  Company. 

1ASCE5T  MAKBtS  OF  StOVES  AKD  RANCH  LITHE  WORLD 
DETROIT,  CHICAGO,  BUFFALO.  NEW  TPBK  CITY. 


FALL   STYLES   IN   WOOLENS, 

THE  LATEST  AND  FINEST,  IX  EXDLESS 
VAKIETT, 

H.    S.    BRIDGE    &    CO. 

623  MARKET  STREET  (Upstairs), 

Opposite  the  Palace  Hotel. 

CONNECTICUT  FIRE  INSURANCE  CO. 

OF  HARTFORD. 

Cash  Capital SI, 000,000 

Assets 2,632,238 

Surplus  to  policy-holders  1.550, 589 

ROBERT  DICKSON,  Manager,  San  Francisco. 
Boyd  &  Dickson,  San  Francisco.  Agents,  501  Mont- 
gomery Street,    General  Office,  401  Montgomery  St, 


5#p^g 


SOUTHERN  PACIFIC  COMPANY. 

PACIFIC  SYSTEM. 


ON&   ENJOYS 

Both  the  method  and  results  when 
Syrup  of  Figs  is  taken;  it  is  pleasant 
and  refreshing  to  the  taste,  and  acts 
gently  yet  promptly  on  the  Kidneys, 
Liver  and  Bowels,  cleanses  the  sys- 
tem effectually,  dispels  colds,  head- 
aches and  fevers  and  cures  habitual 
constipation.  Syrup  of  Figs  is  the 
only  remedy  of  its  kind  ever  pro- 
duced, pleasing  to  the  taste  and  ac- 
ceptable to  the  stomach,  prompt  in 
its  action  and  truly  beneficial  in  its 
effects,  prepared  only  from  the  most 
healthy  and  agreeable  substances,  its 
many  excellent  qualities  commend  it 
to  all  and  have  made  it  the  most 
popular  remedy  known. 

Syrup  of  Figs  is  for  sale  in  50 
cent  bottles  by  all  leading  drug- 
gists. Any  reliable  druggist  who 
may  not  have  it  on  hand  will  pro- 
cure it  promptly  for  any  one  who 
wishes  to  try  it.  Do  not  accept  any 
substitute. 

CALIFORNIA  FIG  SYRUP  CO. 

SAN  FRANCISCO,  CAL. 
LOUISVILLE,  Ki.  NSW  YORK,  N.Y. 


GRAND  NATIONAL  AWARD 
of  16,600  francs* 


a  Stimulating  Restorative, 

coktaikinq 

PERUVIAN  BARK,  IRON, 

AND  PURE  CATALAN  WINE, 
the  Great  FRENCH  REMEDY 

for  PREVENTION  and  CURE  of 

DYSPEPSIA,  MALARIA,    FEVER  and  AGUE, 

NEURALGIA,  loss  of  APPETITE, 

and  RETARDED  CONVALESCENCE 

22  Roe  Drouot,  Paris. 

E.  FOUGERA  &  CO    Agents  for  U.  S., 

80  North  William  Street,  N.  T. 


GATHER  THE  ITEMS  NOW 

They  make  History  in  the  Future. 

We  take  orders  for  clipping  on  any  subject, 
including:  Midwinter  Fair. 

BUREAU  OF  PRESS  CLIPPING, 
325  Dearborn  St.,  Chicago. 

A  GAMP  FIRE  IS  GOOD. 

A  WOOD  OR  GOAL  STOVE  IS  BETTER. 

BUT  A  GAS  STOVE  IS  BEST. 


All  Kinds  of  Gas  Cooking  Stoves  and  Gas 
Grates.     Stove  Department, 

S.    F.  CAS-LICHT    COMPANY, 

226     POST     STREET. 

WHITE  STAR  LINE. 

United     States    and     Royal    Mail    Steamers, 

Sailing  from  Liverpool  and  New 

York  every  Wednesday. 

FROM  sew  york: 

Britannic  . . .  November  21st  I  Teutonic .  ■ .  .December  12th 

Majestic November28th     Britannic December  19th 

Germanic December  5th  |  Majestic December  26th 

Salon  rates,  S50  and  upward,  according  to  steamer  and 
accommodations  selected.  Excursion  tickets  on  favor- 
able terms.  Through  tickets  to  London  and  Paris. 
Second  cabin.  Majestic  and  Teutonic.  $35  and  $40. 
Steerage  tickets  at  low  rates.  Tickets  for  sale  by  all  the 
leading  railroad  and  steamship  agents  in  San  Francisco. 

H,  MAITLAND    KERSEY,  Agent, 

ao  Broadway,  New  York. 


Trains  leave,  and  are  dne  to  arrive  at 
SAN  FRANCISCO. 

leave.    I   From  November   1,  1894.    |    arrive. 

7.00  a.  Adantic  Express  for  Ogden  and 
East 

7.00  a.  Benicia,  Vacavflle,  Rumsey,  Sac- 
ramento, and  Redding,  via  Davis. 

7.30  a.  Martinez,  San  Ramon,  Napa,  Cal- 
istoga,  and  'Santa  Rosa. 

8.30  a.  Niles,  San  Jose-,  Stockton,  lone, 
Sacramento,  Marysville,  Red 
Bluff,  and  Oroville 

9.00  a.  New  Orleans  Express,  *Raymond 
(for  Yosemite),  Santa  Barbara, 
Los  Angeles,  Deming,  El  Paso, 
New  Orleans,  and  East 

9.00  a.  Santa  Fe  Route,  Atlantic  Express 
for  Mojave  and  East 

9.00  a.     Martinez  and  Stockton 

*  9.00  a.     Peters  and  MDton 

$10.30  a.     "  Sunset      Limited,"       Vestibuled 

Train  through  to  New  Orleans. . 

1.00  P.     Niles,  San  Jose",  and  Livermore 

Niles.  San  Jose",  and  Livermore 

*  1.00  P.     Sacramento  River  Steamers 

4.00  P.     Martinez,     San     Ramon,     Vallejo, 

Napa,  Calistoga,  El  Verano, 
and  Santa  Rosa 

4.00  p.  Benicia,  Vacaville,  Woodland, 
Knights  Landing,  Marysville, 
__  Oroville,  and  Sacramento 

4.30  p.  Niles,  San  Jose,  Livermore,  Stock- 
ton, Modesto,  Merced,  and 
Fresno 

5.00  P.  Los  Angeles  Express,  Fresno, 
Bakersfield,  Santa  Barbara,  and 
Los  Angeles 

6.00   p.     European  Mail,  Ogden  and  East.. . 

6.00  p.     Haywards,  Niles,  and  San  Jose 

t  7.00   p.     Vallejo 

7.00  p.  Oregon  Express,  Sacramento, 
Marysville,  Redding,  Portland, 
Puget  Sound,  and  East 10.45  a. 

SANTA   CRUZ   DIVISION  (Narrow  Gauge ). 

I  I  7.45  a.  Sunday  Excursion  for  Newark, 
San  Jose,  Los  Gatos,  Felton, 
and  Santa  Cruz J  8.05   P. 

I  S.15  a.  Newark,  Centerville,  San  Jose, 
Felton,  Boulder  Creek,  Santa 
Cruz,  and  Way  Stations 6.20  P. 

j  *  2.45  p.  Newark,  Centerville,  -San  Jose, 
New  Almaden,  Felton,  Boulder 
Creek,  Santa  Cruz,  and  prin- 
cipal Way  Stations *n.so  a. 

4.45  p.     Newark,  San  Jose,  Los  Gatos 9.50  a. 

COAST  DIVISION,  Third  and  Townsend  Sts. 


6.4S  A- 

7.15  P- 

6.15  P. 

♦.15  r- 


IO.45   A. 
IO.45   A. 

*  7- '5    »*. 

tll.45    A. 

*  8.45   A. 
tll.45    A. 

*  9.OO    P. 


9-15  A. 
IO.45  A. 
7.15    P- 


IO.45    A. 

9-45  A. 

7-45  A. 

t  7-45    P- 


11.45 
2.20 

A. 
P. 

3.30 

P. 

4-25 

5.10 
6.30 

11.4s 

P. 
P. 
P. 
P. 

1. 45    P. 


7.05  P. 

5.06  P. 


'10.40  A. 

9-47  A. 

*  8.06   A. 

*  8.4S   A. 
6.35   A. 


6.45  a.     San  Jose,  New  Almaden,  and  Way 

Stations 

8.15  a.  San  Jose,  Tres  Pinos,  Santa  Cruz, 
Pacific  Grove,  Paso  Robles,  San 
Luis  Obispo,  and  principal  Way 

Stations 

10.40  a.     San  Jose  and  Way  Stations 

Palo  Alto  and  Way  Stations 3.30  P, 

San  Jose,  Gilroy,  Tres  Pinos,  Santa 
Cruz,  Salinas,  Monterey,  Pacific 

Grove 

San  Jose  and  principal  Way  Sta- 
tions  

Palo  Alto  and  Way  Stations 

San  Jose  and  Way  Stations 

Palo  Alto  and  Way  Stations 

Palo  Alto  and  principal  Way  Sta- 
tions 4,  7.38  p. 

CREEK  ROUTE  FERRY. 

From  SAN  FRANCISCO— Foot  of  Market  St.  (Slip  8)~ 
*7-oo    *8.oo    9.00    *io.oo   and    11.00   a.    m.,     '12.30, 
Jx.oo    *2.oo    3.00      *4.oo    5.00  and  *6.oo  P.  m. 
From  OAKLAND  —  Foot  of  Broadway  —  *6.oo      *7.oo 
8.00    *g.oo     10.00  and   *n.oo  A,    M.,    t 12.00    *I2.30, 
2.00    *3.oo      4.00  and    *5.oo  p.  m. 
a  for  morning,    p  for  afternoon,    *  Sundays  excepted. 
t  Saturdays   only.     $  Thursdays   only.     J  Sundays  only. 
The  PACIFIC    TRANSFER    COMPANY  wfll 
call  for  and  check  baggage  from  hotels  and  residences. 
Inquire  of  Ticket  Agents  for  Time  Cards  and  other  in- 
formation. 

PACIFIC  MAIL  STEAMSHIP  CO. 

Through.  Line  to  New   York,   via    Panama. 

Calling  at  various,  ports  of  Mexico  and  Central  America. 
Sailings  (at  noon)  from  company's  wharf,  First  and 
Brannan  Streets : 

SS.  Acapulco November  10th 

SS.  Co  Lima November  19th 

SS.  San  Bias November  28th 

SS.  San  Juan December  8th 


Japan  and    China  Line   for  Yokohama  and 
Hong  Kong. 

Connecting  at  Yokohama  with  steamers  for  Shanghai,  and 

at  Hong  Kong  for  Indies,  Straits,  etc.: 

FOR  HONG  KONG,  VIA  YOKOHAMA: 

Peru Saturday,  November  24,  at  3  p.  m. 

City  of  Rio  Janeiro..  .Thursday,  December  13,  at  3  p.  m. 

City  of  Peking Thursday,  January  3,  at  3  p.  m. 

China  (via  Honolulu) Tuesday,  J  anuary  15,  at  3  p.  m. 

Round-Trip  Tickets  to  Yokohama  and  return  at  re- 
duced rates. 

For    Freight   or  Passage    apply    at  company's    office. 
No.  425  Marke"  Street. 
ALEXANDER  CENTER,  General  Agent. 

OCCIOENTAL    AND    ORIENTAL 

STEAMSHIP  COMPANY. 

FOB  JAPAN  ASD  CHINA. 

NOTE   CHANCE    IN   HOUR  OF  SAILING: 

Steamers  leave  Wharf,  corner  First  and  Brannan  Streets, 

3  o'clock  P.  M.,  for 

YOKOHAMA  AND  HONG  KONG, 

Connecting  at  Yokohama  with  steamers  for  Shanghai. 
Steamer.     From  San  Francisco  for  Hong  Kong.      1894. 

Belgic Thursday,  November  15 

Oceanic,  .(via  Honolulu).  .Tuesday,  December  4 

Gaelic 3Iond:iy,  December  24 

Belgic Thursday,  January  24,  1895 

Round-Trip  Tickets  at  reduced  rates. 

Cabin  plans  on  exhibition,  and  Passage  Tickets  for  sale 
at  S.  P.  Company's  General  Office,  Room  74,  comer 
Fourth  and  Townsend  Streets,  San  Francisco. 

For  freight  apply  at  Offices  of  Pacific  Mail  Steamship 
Company,   at   Wharf,   or  at   No.  202   Front  Street,    San 
Francisco. 
T.  H.  GOODMAN,  GenT  Passenger  Agent. 

PACIFIC  COAST  STEAMSHIP  CO. 

Dispatch  steamers  from  San  Francisco  for  ports  in 
Alaska,  9  a.  si.  November  6,  21,  December  6,  21. 

For  B.  C.  and  Puget  Sound  ports,  October  27,  Novem- 
ber  1,  6,  11,  16,  21,  26,  December  1,  6,  11,  16,  21,  26, 
31,  and  every  fifth  day  thereafter.  For  Eureka,  Hum- 
Soldi  Bay,  Steamer  It  'illamctte  1  'alley,  every  Wednesday, 
9  a.  m.  For  Newport,  Los  Angeles,  and  all  way 
ports,  every  fourth  and  fifth  day  alternately  at  8  a  m. 
For  San  Diego,  stopping  only  at  Port  Harford,  Santa 
Barbara,  Port  Los  Angeles,  Redondo  (Los  Angeles), 
and  Newport  every  fourth  and  fifth  day  alternately,  at 
11  a.  M.  For  Ensenada,  San  Jose"  del  Cabo,  Mazatlan, 
La  Paz.  and  Guaymas  (Mexico),  Steamer  St.  Paul,  25th 
of  each  month.  Ticket-office,  Palace  H 
gomery  Street. 

GOODALL,  PERKINS  &  CO..  G 
No.  to  Market  Street,  S 


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THE        ARGONAUT. 


November  12,  1894. 


The  Hill  Matinee  Tea. 
Mrs.  Horace  L.  Hill  entertained  a  large  number 
of  her  friends  last  Thursday  at  a  matinee  tea  at  her 
residence.  1812  Van  Ness  Avenue.  The  parlors 
were  adorned  with  great  clusters  of  pink  chrysanthe- 
mums, and  pink  roses,  and  sprays  of  fern,  and  the 
chandelier-globes  were  covered  with  pink  shades. 
This  was  all  the  idea  and  the  work  of  Miss  Mamie 
Burling,  who  has  an  artistic  instinct  in  decorative 
effects.  She  also  decorated  the  spacious  billiard- 
room  down-stairs,  where  refreshments  were  served, 
and  made  yellow  the  dominant  color  there. 
Rosner's  Hungarian  Orchestra  played  during  the 
hours  of  the  reception.  At  eight  o'clock  an  enjoy- 
able supper  was  served,  at  which  covers  were  laid 
for  forty,  after  which  an  informal  dance  was  com- 
menced, which  prolonged  the  pleasant  affair  until 
quite  late.  Mrs.  Hill  was  assisted  in  receiving  by 
Mrs.  Robert  Beck,  Mrs.  William  3uriing,  Mrs. 
Robert  Sterling,  Mrs.  Homer  S.  King,  Mrs. 
Frances  Edgerton,  Mrs.  Frank  M.  Pixley,  Mrs. 
Albert  Miller,  Mrs.  Webster  Jones,  Miss  May 
Bourn,  Miss  Maud  Bourn,  Miss  Mamie  Burling, 
Miss  Jessie  Coleman,  Miss  Lillie  Lawlor,  Miss 
Alcie  Smith,  Miss  Maud  O'Connor,  Miss  Isabel 
McKenna,  Miss  Eleanor  Wood,  and  Miss  Lida 
Hill. 

The  Towne  Dinner-Party. 
The  first  anniversary  of  the  wedding  of  Mr.  and 
Mrs.  Clinton  E.  Worden  was  pleasantly  commemo- 
rated last  Thursday  evening  by  Mr.  and  Mrs.  A.  N. 
Towne,  who  gave  a  dinner-party  in  their  honor  at 
their  home  on  California  Street.  There  were  just 
eighteen  seated  at  the  dining-table,  which  was 
ornate  with  elegant  service  and  an  array  of  beauti- 
ful pink  roses.  Several  hours  were  enjoyably 
passed  in  dining.     Those  present  were  : 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  A.  N.  Towne,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Clinton  E. 
Worden,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Hermann  Oelricha,  Mr.  and  Mrs. 
Walter  E.  Dean,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Isaac  L.  Requa,  Mr.  and 
Mrs.  Henry  E.  Hall,  Miss  Jennie  Blair,  Miss  Virginia 
Fair,  Miss  Birdie  Rice,  Mr.  Frederick  R.  Webster, 
Mr.  Walter  S.  Newhall,  and  Mr.  George  Aimer  Newhall. 


A  Dinner  to  Colonel  Moale. 

Lieutenant-Colonel  Edward  Moale,  Third  In- 
fantry, U.  S.  A.,  who  has  been  stationed  here  for 
several  years  as  Inspector  of  Small  Arms  Practice, 
left  last  Monday  for  Fort  Snelling,  Minn.  On  the 
eve  of  his  departure,  several  of  his  friends  gave  a 
dinner  in  his  honor  at  the  Pacific  Union  Club. 
Those  present  were  : 

Lieutenant-Colonel  Edward  Moale,  U.  S.  A.,  Mr.  Fred- 
erick R.  Webster,  Mr.  H.  Henry  Veuve,  Mr.  E.  F.  Ger- 
ald, Mr.  J.  A.  Hart,  Mr.  Walter  S.  Newhall,  Mr.  J.  M. 
Quay,  Major  J.  L.  Rathbone,  Mr.  C.  F.  Fearing,  Mr. 
Clinton  E.  Worden,  Mr.  Oscar  T.  Sewall,  Mr.  C.  F. 
Fargo,  Mr.  J.  De  W.  Allen,  Mr.  Charles  Peterson,  Mr. 
Joseph  D.  Grant,  and  Mr.  John  G.  F.  Moale,  TJ.  S.  N., 
son  of  Colonel  Moale, 

The  Blair  Dinner-Party. 

Captain  and  Mrs.  Samuel  M.  Blair  and  their 
daughter,  Miss  Jennie  Blair,  gave  an  elaborate  din- 
ner-party last  Monday  evening  at  their  residence, 
on  Van  Ness  Avenue,  in  honor  of  Mr.  and  Mrs. 
Hermann  Oelrichs.  The  dining-table  was  covered 
with  Nile  green  silk  edged  with  white  lace,  and  was 
graced  with  a  profusion  of  large,  yellow  chrysanthe- 
mums. A  string  orchestra  played  during  the  service 
of  the  dinner,  and  about  three  hours  were  pleas- 
antly passed  at  the  table.  The  guests  present 
were  : 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Hermann  Oelrichs,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  L.  P. 
Drexler,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Frank  J.  Sullivan,  Miss  Nellie 
Jolliffe,  Miss  Minnie  Houghton,  Miss  Emma  Spreckels, 
Miss  Laura  McKinstry,  Miss  Belle  Smith.  Miss  Lillian 
O'Connor,  Mr.  Charles  F.  Fearing,  of  New  York,  Mr. 
J.  B.  Ellison,  of  Philadelphia,  Mr.  C.  Osgood  Hooker, 
Mr.  James  D.  Phelan,  Mr.  Francis  J.  Carolan,  Mr.  A. 
H.  Small,  and  Mr.  Frederick  R.  Webster. 

The  Kip  Dinner-Party. 
Rev.  and  Mrs.  William  Ingraham  Kip  gave  an 
enjoyable  dinner-party  last  Wednesday  evening  at 
their  residence,  901  Eddy  Street,  in  honor  of  their 
daughter,  Miss  Clementina  Kip,  who  is  a  debutante 
of  this  season.  There  were  sixteen  at  the  table, 
which  was  prettily  decorated  with  La  France 
roses  and  maidenhair  ferns.  Huber's  Hungarian 
Orchestra  played  during  the  service  of  the  menu, 


MsolateJy 
Pure 

A  cream  of  tartar  baking  powder.  High- 
est of  all  in  leavening  strength.  —  Latest 
United  States  Government  Food  Report 

Royal  Baking  Powder  Co., 
106  Wall  St.,  N.  Y. 


and  the  affair  was  made  a  delightful  one  in  every 
way.    Those  present  were  : 

Miss  Clementina  Kip,  Miss  McNutt,  Miss  Emma  But- 
ler. Miss  Mary  Bell  Gwin,  Miss  Marie  Voorhies,  Miss 
Miles.  Miss  Mexcado,  Miss  Sallie  Maynard,  Mr.  Edward 
M.  Greenway,  Mr.  Charles  K.  Mcintosh,  Mr.  Duncan 
Hayne,  Lieutenant  H.  C.  Benson,  U.  S.  A.,  Mr.  Freder- 
ick H.  Benson,  Mr.  Rhodes  Borden,  Lieutenant  L.  F. 
Kilbourne,  TJ.  S.  A.,  and  Mr.  Frank  Van  Ness. 

The  Gibbons  Matinee  Tea. 
A  matinee  tea  was  given  by  Mrs.  Henry  Gibbons 
last  Monday  at  her  residence,  920  Polk  Street,  in 
honor  of  her  daughter,  Miss  Ida  Gibbons,  and 
Miss  Ethel  Cohen.  The  ladies  were  assisted  in  re- 
ceiving by  Mrs.  Gerrett  L.  Lansing,  Mrs.  Horace 
Davis,  Mrs.  W.  R.  Shafter,  Mrs.  Thomas  Breeze, 
Miss  Mamie  Thomas,  Miss  Julia  Crocker,  Miss 
Delia  Mills,  Miss  Mary  Bell  Gwin,  Miss  Emma 
Butler,  Miss  Gertrude  Church,  Miss  Cora  Smed- 
berg,  and  Miss  Daisy  Van  Ness.  The  rooms  were 
effectively  decorated  with  roses,  chrysanthemums, 
and  potted  plants,  and  from  four  until  seven  o'clock 
they  were  filled  with  visitors.  Music,  conversation, 
and  the  service  of  light  refreshments  served  to 
make  the  hours  pass  very  pleasantly.  Mrs.  Gib- 
bons will  give  another  tea  next  Monday  afternoon. 
Among  those  who  called  were  : 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  E.  Avery  McCarthy,  Mrs.  William  H. 
Mills,  Miss  Mae  Tucker,  Miss  Claire  Tucker,  Miss 
Mamie  Holbrook,  Miss  Eda  Moody,  Miss  Hilda  Mac- 
donald.  Miss  Edna  Robinson,  Miss  Ida  Robinson,  Miss 
Mamie  McMullin,  Miss  Mary  Bowen,  Miss  Clarice  Shel- 
don, Miss  Mamie  Thomas,  Miss  Helen  Stubbs,  Miss 
Daisy  Van  Ness,  Miss  Maud  Younger,  Miss  Bessie 
Younger,  Mr.  Southard  Hoffman,  Jr.,  Mr.  George  de 
Long,  Mr.  H.  M.  Holbrook,  Mr.  Frederick  H.  Coon,  Dr. 
G.  M.  Richardson,  Mr.  Addison  Mizner,  Mr.  Wilson 
Mizner,  Mr.  A.  Macondray,  Mr.  Robert  M.  Eyre.  Mr. 
W.  F.  Breeze,  Mr.  R.  M.  Duperu,  Mr.  Burns  Macdon- 
ald,  Mr.  F.  P.  Deering,  Mr.  Irving  Mills,  Lieutenant  H. 
C.  Benson,  U.  S.  A.,  Mr.  Morton  R.  Gibbons,  Mr.  C.  E. 
Mackay,  Mr.  Willis  Polk,  Mr.  Cutler  Paige,  and  Mr.  C. 
C.  V.  Reeve. 

At  the  tea  to  be  given  next  Monday  the  same 
ladies  will  receive. 


The  Hager  Lunch-Party. 

Miss  Alice  Hager  entertained  seventeen  young 
ladies  at  luncheon  last  Tuesday  at  the  home  of  her 
mother,  Mrs.  E.  L.  Hager,  on  Gough  Street. 
Yellow  was  the  color  that  predominated  in  the 
decoration  of  the  house,  where  chrysanthemums 
and  roses  were  used  in  abundance.  The  dining- 
table  was  ornate  with  an  array  of  yellow  roses  set 
amid  the  elegant  service,  and  at  each  cover  was  a 
corsage  bouquet  of  American  Beauty  roses  and  a 
handsome  silver  pin  as  a  souvenir.  An  orchestra 
played  during  the  luncheon,  which  was  highly  en- 
joyed by  all.     Those  present  were  : 

Miss  Emelie  Hager,  Miss  Alice  Hager,  Miss  Virginia 
Fair,  Miss  Fanny  Loughborough,  Miss  Marie  Zane,  Miss 
Isabel  McKenna,  Miss  May  Hoffman,  Miss  Mamie 
Thomas,  Mtss  Daisy  Van  Ness,  Miss  Emily  Carolan, 
Miss  Emma  Butler,  Miss  Ethel  Cohen,  Miss  Carrie  Tay- 
lor, Miss  Nellie  Woolrich,  Miss  Eleanor  Wood,  Miss 
Cora  Smedberg,  Miss  Ethel  Tompkins,  and  Miss  Julia 
Crocker. 


The  Carroll  Theatre-Party. 

Mrs.  Richard  T.  Carroll  gave  a  theatre-party  at 
the  Baldwin  last  Monday  evening  in  honor  of  Miss 
Virginia  Fair,  who  was  a  former  school-mate 
of  her  daughter,  Miss  Lizzie  Carroll  After  wit- 
nessing the  performance  of  "  Lady  Clancarty," 
the  party  was  driven  to  Mrs.  Carroll's  residence, 
1520  Van  Ness  Avenue,  where  an  elaborate  supper 
was  enjoyed.     The  party  comprised  : 

Mrs.  R.  T.  Carroll,  Mrs.  Eleanor  Martin,  Miss  Lizzie 
Carroll,  Miss  Virginia  Fair,  Miss  Celia  Tobin,  Miss 
Isabel  McKenna,  Miss  Fanny  Loughborough,  Miss 
Marie  Zane,  Mr.  Richard  M.  Tobin,  Mr.  Edward  M. 
Greenway,  Mr.  H.  L.  Simpkins,  Mr.  H.  St.  Clair  Boyd, 
Mr.  Cesare  Poma,  Mr.  Daniel  Murphy,  of  San  Jose,  Mr. 
Andrew  Martin,  and  Mr.  John  R.  Carroll. 


The  Robinson  Tea. 
Mrs.  C.  P.  Robinson  gave  a  very  pleasant  mati- 
nee tea  last  Sunday  at  her  residence  on  Pacific 
Avenue,  in  honor  of  her  daughter,  Miss  Ida  Robin- 
son, a  debutante  of  this  season.  There  were  quite 
a  number  present,  and  they  were  hospitably  enter- 
tained.    Among  those  who  called  were  : 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  E.  Avery  McCarthy,  Mrs.  William  S. 
Barnes,  Mrs.  Webster  Jones,  Miss  Hilda  Macdonald, 
Miss  Edith  Findley,  Miss  Florence  Smith,  Miss  Ida 
Gibbons,  Miss  Maude  Younger,  Miss  Bessie  Younger, 
Misses  Jolliffe,  Miss  Mamie  McMullin,  Miss  Anna  Hobbs. 
Miss  Emma  Butler,  Miss  Charlotte  Moulder,  Miss  Ethel 
Cohen,  Miss  Borden,  Miss  Mamie  Burling,  Miss  Fanny 
Loughborough,  Miss  Marie  Zane,  Miss  Marie  Voorhies, 
Mr.  E.  M.  Greenway,  Dr.  G.  M.  Richardson,  Mr.  R. 
M.  Duperu,  Mr.  Burns  Macdonald.  Mr.  Rhodes  Borden, 
Mr.  W.  McPherson,  Mr.  Morton  R.  Gibbons,  Lieutenant 
H.  C.  Benson,  U.  S.  A.,  Mr.  C.  K.  Mcintosh,  Mr.  Harry 
Pringle,  and  Mr.  Lawrence  Van  Winkle. 


The  Morrison  Reception. 

The  Misses  Morrison,  of  San  Jose\  gave  an  enjoy- 
able reception  recently  at  their  home,  corner  of 
Fifth  and  Julian  Streets,  in  honor  of  Senator  and 
Mrs.  Stephen  M.  White,  of  Los  Angeles.  Among 
those  invited  to  meet  them  were  : 

Dr.  and  Mrs.  Chauncey  R.  Burr.  Mrs.  Ricketts,  of 
Washington,  D.  C,  Dr.  Basil  Norris,  Captain  Dean, 
Judge  W.  B.  Gilbert,  Judge  Houghton,  Mr.  Carter 
Tevis,  Dr.  Samuel  Tevis,  Mr.  L.  G.  Nesmith,  Mr.  J.  W. 
I'indlay,  Colonel  J.  M.  Morehead,  and  Mr.  H.  B 
Alvord. 


The  California  Camera  Club  will  give  an  exhibi- 
bition  of  views  of  the  Midwinter  Fair  at  Metro- 
politan Hall  next  Friday  evening.  Mr.  E.  H. 
Hamilton  trill  lecture  on  the  various  slides,  about 
two  hundred  of  which  will  be  shown. 


The  Children's  Home. 
Mrs.  A.  Chesebrough  has  devised  the  plan  of  se- 
curing a  collection  of  women's  portraits,  with  the 
idea  in  view  of  giving  an  exhibition  of  them  in  the 
near  future  at  the  Mark  Hopkins  Institute  of  Art 
similar  to  the  exhibitions  recently  held  in  New 
York  city  and  London,  that  have  attracted  so  much 
attention. 

The  beneficiary  is  to  be  the  Children's  Home, 
which  was  opened  in  November,  1893,  under  the 
management  of  the  Salvation  Army.  Ninety 
children  have  been  received  there  so  far,  and  the 
home  has  twenty-seven  inmates  at  present.  It 
shelters  destitute  children,  whether  they  are 
orphans  or  not,  from  birth  to  twelve  years  of 
age.  It  is  impossible  to  make  this  a  day  home, 
owing  to  the  danger  from  contagious  diseases. 
Within  the  past  year  seven  children  have  been 
adopted  from  the  home  into  various  families.  The 
little  ones  upon  arriving  at  the  proper  age  are  sent  to 
kindergartens  and  public  schools.  As  soon  as  the 
number  of  children  shall  increase  so  that  more 
than  three  or  four  helpers  will  be  required  to  care 
for  them,  another  home  is  started,  rather  than 
make  the  home  belie  its  name  and  become  an  in- 
stitution. Good  food  and  clean,  warm  clothing 
are  provided  for  the  children,  and  the  rooms, 
which  are  always  open  for  inspection,  though  very 
simply  appointed  are  kept  sweet  and  wholesome. 
The  present  quarters,  which  were  opened  last 
Saturday,  have  accommodations  for  fifty  children. 
The  home  receives  no  aid  from  the  State,  but  is  sus- 
tained wholly  by  voluntary  contributions  and 
charges  of  five  dollars  a  month  that  parents  pay 
when  able  to  do  so. 

The  exhibition,  should  it  be  held,  will  undoubt- 
edly be  of  an  interesting  character,  and  will  be 
worthy  of  liberal  patronage. 


Base-Ball  for  Charity. 

Two  nines  selected  from  among  members  of  the 
University  Club  and  the  Bohemian  Club  will  con- 
test for  supremacy  at  base-ball  next  Saturday  after- 
noon for  the  benefit  of  the  California  Woman's 
Hospital.  Central  Park  will  be  the  scene  of  action, 
and  game  will  be  called  at  half-past  two  o'clock. 
The  price  of  admission  will  be  one  dollar  for 
adults  and  fifty  cents  for  children.  The  contestants 
are  practicing  daily,  and  a  good  game  is  expected. 
The  California  Woman's  Hospital  is  a  most  de- 
serving charity.  It  is  devoted  exclusively  to  the 
treatment  of  women,  who  are  received  irrespective 
of  creed  or  nationality,  and  are  given  all  the  com- 
forts of  home,  in  addition  to  medical  and  surgical 
treatment.  All  attendance  is  free,  except  to  those 
who  are  able  to  pay  a  moderate  sum  for  their 
board. 

The  names  and  positions  of  the  gentlemen  who 
will  participate  in  the  base-ball  game  are  as  follows: 

University  Club.— Mr.  Lawson  S.  Adams,  catcher ; 
Mr.  A.  J.  Alien,  pitcher ;  Mr.  Edward  L.  Eyre,  first  base ; 
Mr.  Alfred  Cohen,  second  base  ;  Mr.  Horace  Blanchard 
Chase,  third  base ;  Mr.  Thomas  Magee,  Jr.,  short  stop  ; 
Mr.  Joseph  S.  Tobin,  left  field  ;  Mr.  W.  A.  Magee,  centre 
field  ;  Mr.  A.  J.  Dibblee,  right  field  ;  Mr.  Patrick  Grant, 
Jr.,  Mr.  Henry  Haight,  and  Mr.  Paxton  Howard,  substi- 
tutes. 

Bohemian  Club. — Mr.  J.  Ruth,  catcher;  Mr.  Frank 
L.  Owen,  pitcher ;  Lieutenant  Thomas  F.  Ruhm.  U.  S. 
N.,  first  base;  Mr.  John  McKee,  second  base;  Lieuten- 
ant W.  R.  Smedberg,  Jr.,  TJ.  S.  A.,  third  base;  Mr.  Robert 
J.  Woods,  short  stop  ;  Lieutenant  Wilcox,  TJ.  S.  A.,  left 
field;  Mr.  Spear,  centre  field;  Mr.  Harry  Dimond, 
right  field ;  Lieutenant  R.  C.  Croxton.  TJ.  S.  A.,  Mr. 
Archibald,  and  Mr.  E.  R.  Dimond,  substitutes. 


English  and  American  "Wine  Drinkers. 

There  are  differences  between  champagne  drink- 
ers in  England  and  in  America.  The  Britisher  is 
willing  to  pay  the  highest  price  for  the  best  wine 
and  yet  he  gets  his  champagne  cheaper  than  the 
American,  though  in  England  the  prices  of  differ- 
ent brands  vary.  In  America,  however,  the  con- 
sumer pays  about  the  same  for  all  brands  regard- 
less of  quality.  Here  is  an  example  :  Ridley  s 
Wine  and  Spirit  Trade  Circular's  quotations  for 
familiar  brands  by  the  dozen  were  :  Pommery,  83 
to  88  shillings  ;  Moet,  75  shillings  ;  Perrier-Jouet, 
72  shillings  ;  and  G.  H.  Mumm,  70  to  75*4  shil- 
lings. In  this  country,  however,  the  consumer 
pays  about  the  same  for  one  brand  as  another. — 
New  York  Tribune. 


—  Owing  to  change  in  tariff,  we  have 
reduced  the  prices  of  all  Mousquetaire  Gloves,  the 
quality  remaining  the  same.  AH  our  gloves  are 
branded  with  trade-mark.  They  are  sold  in  S.  F. 
only  at  7  Kearny  Street.      P.  Centemeri  &  Co. 


—Huber's  Orchestra  furnishes  excellent 
music  for  weddings,  receptions,  etc.  It  plays  at 
the  cotillions  of  the  Friday  Night  Club,  and  at  the 
Hotel  Del  Monte.    420  Eddy  Street.    Tel.,  East  681. 


—Opera  glasses— latest  Parisian  styles  in 
aluminum,  with  or  without  handles,  at  very  moder- 
ate prices.  Henry  Kahn  &  Co.,  Opticians,  642 
Market  Street,  Chronicle  Building. 


—  Kritiko,  609  Merchant  St.,  S.  F.,  reads 
characters  from  handwriting  in  ink,  unruled  paper. 
Send  50  cents  ;  stamps  or  postal  notes. 


—  Cooper's  engravers  have  no  equal. 


—  Gentlemen's  full-dress  shirts  made  to 
order.    J.  W.  Carmany,  25  Kearny  Street. 


—Moore's  Poison-Oak  Remedy.    Cures  poi- 
son-oak  and  all  skin  diseases. 


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These  are  some  of  the  diseases  being  cured  every  day 
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the  rest  of  it,  think  of  the  comfort,  the  absolute 
luxury  of  one  of  these  invalid  tables.  The  top 
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I  am  going  to  move 
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brated TOILKT  PREPARATIONS. 


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Ingi  KaHnl   Treat- 


November  12,  1894. 


THE 


ARGONAUT. 


18 


Notes  and  Gossip. 

The  wedding  ot  Miss  Marian  Poett  and  Mr.  J. 
H.  P.  Howard  is  announced  to  take  place  on 
Wednesday,  November  21st,  at  the  residence  of 
her  grandmother,  Mrs.  Henry  B.  Williams,  near 
Burlingame.  Only  about  seventy  relatives  and  in- 
timate friends  will  witness  the  ceremony,  which  will 
be  performed  by  Archbishop  Riordan.  Miss  Julia 
Redington  will  be  the  maid  of  honor  and  the 
ushers  will  comprise  Mr.  Richard  Tobin,  Mr. 
Talbot  Clifton,  Mr.  Harry  Simpkins,  and  Mr. 
John  Lawson. 

The  wedding  of  Miss  Laura  Clarke,  daughter  of 
Mr.  and  Mrs.  C.  W.  Clarke,  of  Sacramento,  and 
Colonel  J.  B.  Wright,  of  Sacramento,  will  take 
place  at  half-past  eight  o'clock  next  Wednesday 
evening  at  Trinity  Church,  in  this  city.  There  will 
be  a  reception  afterward  at  the  residence  of  Mr. 
and  Mrs.  A.  S.  Baldwin,  2231  Washington  Street. 
Miss  Haff,  of  New  York,  and  Miss  Julia  Crocker 
will  be  the  bridesmaids,  Mr.  Joseph  D.  Grant  will 
act  as  best  man,  and  the  ushers  will  be  Mr.  Charles 
H.  Crocker,  Mr.  Samuel  Knight,  Mr.  H.  B. 
Houghton,  and  Mr.  H.  M.  Holbrook. 

The  wedding  of  Miss  Lucille  B.  Edwards  and 
Mr.  Robert  Augustus  Bray,  of  Fruitvale,  will  take 
place  at  two  o'clock  next  Wednesday  afternoon  at 
the  home  of  Mrs.  Charles  N.  Champion  in 
Alameda.     Only  relatives  will  be  present. 

The  engagement  is  announced  of  Mr.  William 
W.  Naughton,  of  the  editorial  staff  of  the  Exam- 
iner, and  Miss  A.  Laurie,  daughter  of  Mrs.  Eliza- 
beth Laurie,  of  Stockton.  The  wedding  will  take 
place  early  in  January. 

Mrs.  William  L.  Ashe  will  give  a  tea,  from  four 
until  seven  o'clock,  this  afternoon  at  her  resi- 
dence, 1005  Leavenworth  Street.  She  will  be 
assisted  in  receiving  by  Mrs.  C.  L.  Ashe,  Mrs. 
Norman  McLaren,  Mrs.  Gaston  M.  Ashe,  Miss 
Hickman,  Miss  Friedlander,  Miss  Bessie  Bowie, 
Miss  Fanny  Loughborough,  Miss  Marie  Zane, 
Miss  Mamie  Findley,  and  Miss  Edith  Findley. 

Miss  Mary  D.  Bates  will  give  a  tea  to-day  at  the 
residence  of  her  sister,  Mrs.  Theodore  Smith,  on 
Washington  Street.  Her  guests  will  include  all 
who  have  been  identified  with  the  Fruit  and  Flower 
Mission  since  its  organization. 

The  Monday  Evening  Dancing  Class  will  give 
its  first  party  of  this  season  at  Lunt's  Hall  on 
Monday  evening,  November  12th. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  David  Bixler  have  issued  invita- 
tions for  a  reception  which  they  will  give  on  Mon- 
day evening,  November  19th,  at  their  residence, 
corner  of  Pierce  and  Union  Streets. 

Mrs.  I.  Lowenberg  will  give  a  matinee  tea  next 
Friday  from  three  until  five  o'clock  at  her  resi- 
dence, 609  Van  Ness  Avenue,  to  meet  Philomath 
and  members  of  other  clubs.  She  will  be  assisted 
in  receiving  by  Mrs.  Irving  M.  Scott,  Mrs.  Henry 
Gibbons,  Mrs.  Sarah  B.  Cooper,  Mrs.  W.  R.  Par- 
nell,  Mrs.  William  B.  Carr,  and  Mrs.  George  T. 
Gaden. 

Miss  Grace  Martin  gave  an  informal  matinee  tea 
on  Friday  at  the  residence  of  her  mother,  Mrs. 
Camillo  Martin,  719  Geary  Street.  Only  verbal  in- 
vitations were  issued,  so  the  attendance  was  not 
large.  The  parlors  were  handsomely  decorated 
with  flowers,  and  the  guests  were  very  hospitably 
entertained.  Miss  Martin  was  assisted  in  entertain- 
ing by  Miss  Mary  Bell  Gwin,  Miss  Daisy  Van  Ness, 
Miss  Alice  McCutchen,  and  Miss  Isabel  McKenna. 

Miss  Jennie  Blair  gave  a  theatre-party  last  Satur- 
day evening  followed  by  an  elaborate  supper  at  her 
home  on  Van  Ness  Avenue.  Her  guests  comprised 
Mr.  and  Mrs.  Hermann  Oelrichs,  Miss  Celia  Tobin, 
Miss  May  Hoffman,  Mr.  George  Aimer  Newhall, 
Mr.  Richard  M.  Tobin,  Mr.  James  Brett  Stokes, 
and  Mr.  J.  B.  Ellison,  of  Philadelphia. 

A  theatre-party  was  given  at  the  Baldwin  last 
Saturday  evening  under  the  chaperonage  of  Mr. 
and  Mrs.  John  E.  de  Ruyter.  The  others  in  the 
party  included  Miss  Emilie  Hager,  Miss  Alice 
Hager,  Miss  Daisy  Van  Ness,  Miss  Mamie 
Thomas,  Miss  Alice  McCutchen,  Miss  Mary  Bell 
Gwin,  Mr.  Edward  M.  Greenway,  Mr.  Edward  H. 
Sheldon,  Mr.  William  S.  McMurtry,  Mr.  Walter 
Leonard  Dean,  Mr.  A.  H.  Small,  Mr.  Charles  K. 
Mcintosh,  Mr.  Southard  Hoffman,  Jr.,  and  Mr. 
Frank  Van  Ness.  They  viewed  the  performance 
frem  two  proscenium  boxes,  and  afterward  en- 
joyed a  Maryland  supper. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  William  M.  Gwin  and  their  daugh- 
ter, Miss  Mary  Bell  Gwin,  gave  a  large  theatre- 
party  at  the  Baldwin  last  Monday  evening,  followed 
by  a  supper  at  their  residence,  2310  Octavia  Street. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Paul  Jarboe  gave  their  first  post- 
nuptial reception  last  Wednesday  afternoon  and 
evening  at  their  residence,  2224  Washington  Street, 
and  entertained  a  large  number  of  their  friends. 

An  entertainment  will  be  given  at  the  residence 
of  Mrs.  Louis  F.  Monteagle,  1830  Jackson  Street, 
on  the  afternoon  and  evening  of  December  8th,  for 
the  benefit  of  the  Pioneer  Kindergarten  Society. 
The  evening  programme  will  consist  of  the  operetta 
"Widows  Bewitched,"  which  was  recently  pro- 
duced at  the  Century  Club  by  some  of  Miss  With- 
row's  pupils  and  members  of  the  Saturday  Morn- 
ing Orchestra,     The  cast  will  be  the  same. 

Dr.  Philip  King  Brown  will  deliver  a  lecture  on 
the   "  Care   and   Treatment   of  the   Sick   and  In- 


jured in  Sudden  Emergencies "  at  four  o'clock 
next  Thursday  at  the  residence  of  Mrs.  D.  W. 
Folger,  1916  Franklin  Street.  The  proceeds  will 
be  devoted  to  the  Helping  Hand  Society  and  the 
San  Francisco  Boy's  Club  Association. 

The  members  of  the  Mizpah  Club  will  give  a  re- 
ception this  evening  at  the  residence  of  Mrs. 
George  Straut,  2028  Scott  Street,  for  the  benefit  of 
the  charity  fund  of  the  club.  An  excellent  musical 
and  literary  programme  will  be  presented.  The 
tickets  are  fifty  cents  each. 

Movements  and  Whereabouts. 

Annexed  will  be  found  a  resume1  of  movements  to 
and  from  this  city  and  coast,  and  of  the  whereabouts 
of  absent  Californians  : 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Timothy  Hopkins  and  Miss  Hopkins  are 
in  New  York  city. 

Mr.  W.  F.  Whittier  and  Miss  Whittier  are  in  New 
York  city. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  George  Crocker  will  arrive  in  New  York 
city  from  Europe  in  a  few  days. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  F.  A.  Frank  were  in  New  York  city  last 
week. 

The  Misses  Alice  and  Ella  Hobart  and  Miss  Vassault 
are  at  the  Holland  House  in  New  York  city. 

Mrs.  Henry  E.  Highton  has  returned  from  Shasta 
County,  where  she  has  been  passing  several  months,  and 
will  receive  on  Mondays  during  the  winter. 

Captain  and  Mrs.  William  B.  Collier  are  now  residing 
at  2022  Bush  Street. 

Mrs.  John  Norton  Pomeroy  is  visiting  her  daughter, 
Mrs.  W.  GUman  Thompson,  in  New  York  city. 

Mrs.  Horace  L.  Hill  will  receive  on  Thursday  after- 
noons in  November  and  January,  from  three  until  six 
o'clock,  at  her  residence,  i8iz  Van  Ness  Avenue. 

Mr.  James  de  la  Montanya,  Jr.,  and  Miss  Jennie  de  la 
Montanya  were  residing  at  35  Rue  Marbeuf  in  Paris 
when  last  heard  from. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  George  H.  Roe,  of  this  city,  were  at 
the  Hotel  Brunswick  in  New  York  city  last  week. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Robert  Oxnard  and  Mr.  J.  B.  Stetson 
have  returned  from  a  visit  to  Mrs.  M.  S.  Hubbard,  in 
Stockton. 

Mrs.  W.  L.  Elliott  and  the  Misses  Elliott  have  returned 
to  the  city,  and  are  residing  at  1827  Sacramento  Street. 

Mr  and  Mrs.  Eugene  Davis  have  returned  from  Belve- 
dere, and  will  reside  at  the  Palace  Hotel  during  the  win- 
ter. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Dallas  Bache,  of  Philadelphia,  are  pass- 
ing a  few  weeks  in  San  Jose1. 

Mrs.  Stephen  M.  White,  of  Los  Angeles,  has  been  visit- 
ing Miss  Morrison  at  her  home  in  San  Jose. 

Lieutenant  Montenay  Jephson  arrived  here  from  Eng- 
land last  Tuesday,  and  is  the  guest  of  Mr.  and  Mrs.  A. 
E.  Head  at  Menlo  Park. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  George  A.  Audenreid  will  pass  the 
winter  at  3426  Jackson  Street. 

Mr.  Monroe  Salisbury  is  visiting  New  York  city. 

Mr.  Walter  S.  Hobart  was  at  the  Fifth  Avenue  Hotel, 
in  New  York  city  last  week. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Timothy  Hopkins  have  been  staying  at 
the  Hotel  Netherlands  during  their  visit  to  New  York 
city. 

Senator  John  P.  Jones  arrived  from  Washington, 
D.  C,  last  Thursday,  and  is  at  the  Palace  Hotel.  He 
will  soon  join  Mrs.  Jones  at  Santa  Monica. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  A.  S.  Hallidie  are  now  residing  at  1923 
Pine  Street,  and  will  receive  on  the  second,  third,  and 
fourth  Thursdays  of  each  month.  Their  niece,  Mrs. 
Maurice  McMicken,  of  Seattle,  is  visiting  them. 


Army  and  Navy  News. 

The  latest  personal  notes  relative  to  army  and 
navy  people  at  the  various  posts  around  San  Fran- 
cisco are  appended : 

Major-General  O.  O.  Howard,  U.  S.  A.,  was  retired 
from  active  service  last  Thursday.  General  and  Mrs. 
Howard  will  go  to  Portland,  Or.,  early  in  December  to 
visit  their  daughter.  Their  future  home  will  be  in  Bur- 
lington, Vt. 

Captain  Frederick  M.  Munger,  U.  S.  R.  C  S.,  Miss 
Munger,  and  Passed-Assistant  Surgeon  George  P.  Lums- 
den,  U.  S.  N.,  were  entertained  at  dinner  recently  by 
Dr.  and  Mrs.  James  F.  Sullivan  at  their  residence,  1105 
Van  Ness  Avenue. 

Captain  and  Mrs.  Robert  H.  Fletcher,  U.  S.  A.  (re- 
tired), have  returned  from  the  Santa  Cruz  Mountains, 
and  will  reside  during  the  winter  at   2503  Fillmore  Street. 

Captain  J.  H.  Dorst,  Fourth  Cavalry,  U.  S.  A.,  has 
been  elected  a  member  of  the  New  York  society  of  Sons 
of  the  American  Revolution.  He  is  now  on  duty  at  the 
United  States  Legation  in  Vienna. 

Mrs.  George  W.  Van  Deusen,  wife  of  Lieutenant  Van 
Deusen,  First  Artillery,  U.  S.  A.,  will  reside  during  the 
winter  at  17  West  Eighty-Fourth  Street,  in  New  York 
city. 

Lieutenant  Alexander  T.  Dean,  Fourth  Cavalry,  U.  S. 
A.,  has  been  granted  two  months'  leave  of  absence,  with 
permission  to  apply  for  an  extension  of  two  months. 

Lieutenant  C.  L.  Best,  Jr.,  First  Artillery,  U.  S.  A., 
has  issued  a  revised  copy  of  his  proposed  bill  to  re- 
organize the  artillery  arm  of  the  service. 

Lieutenant  Charles  P.  Summerall,  Fifth  Artillery,  U. 
S.  A.,  has  been  assigned  to  Light  Battery  D. 

Lieutenant  Charles  G.  Treat,  Fifth  Artillery,  U.  S.  A., 
was  relieved  last  Thursday  from  duty  as  aide-de-camp  on 
the  staff  of  Major-General  O.  O.  Howard,  U.  S.  A. 

Lieutenant  Thomas  G.  Carson,  U.  S.  A.,  has  been 
transferred  from  the  Fourth  Infantry  to  the  Fourth 
Artillery. 

Lieutenant  John  C.  Gilmore,  Jr.,  U.  S.  A.,  has  been 
transferred  from  the  Fourth  Cavalry  to  the  Fourth 
Artillery. 

Paymaster  and  Mrs.  Charles  M.  Ray,  U.  S.  N., 
arrived  here  from  Yokohama  last  Wednesday,  and  will 
leave  on  Monday  for  Washington,  D.  C.  Lieutenant  Ray 
will  then  go  on  sea  duty. 

The  officers  of  the  United  States  ship  Yorktcnvn,  which 
is  now  stationed  at  Mare  Island,  gave  a  dance  on  the 
vessel  on  Friday  evening,  which  was  largely  attended  and 
very  enjoyable. 

"Our  Society*'  Blue  Book. 

The  fashionable  private  address  directory,  con- 
taining the  lists  of  names,  addresses,  and  reception 
days  of  the  leading  society  people,  is  now  in  press 
at  the  H.  S.  Crocker  Company.  Address  all  com- 
munications and  changes  to  Charles  C.  Hoag,  pub- 
lisher, 179  Crocker  Building,  San  Francisco. 


—  Spectacles  and  eye-glasses  accurately 
fitted  at  reasonable  prices.  Henry  Kahn  &  Co., 
opticians,  642  Market  Street,  Chronicle  Building. 


—  For    elegant  wedding  and  Christmas 
presents,  call  at  S.  &  G.  Gump's,  113  Geary  Street. 


A  Market  for  Charity. 

Charity  is  about  to  make  a  rather  novel  demand 
on  society.  The  Thanksgiving  market  (after  the 
style  of  the  New  York  society  market  held  last 
winter)  to  be  given  by  the  ladies  of  the  Helping 
Hand  Auxiliary  for  the  benefit  of  the  Golden  Gate 
Kindergarten  will  be  a  unique  and  tempting  bait 
for  "  Sweet  Charity's"  sake. 

Home-made  edibles,  suitable  for  a  Thanksgiving 
dinner,  such  as  plum  pudding,  minced  meat,  pump- 
kin pies,  cranberry  sauce,  salted  almonds,  etc,  will 
be  sold  at  moderate  prices.  Many  private  orders 
have  already  been  taken,  and  the  ladies  cordially 
invite  the  public  to  patronize  them. 


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for  the 


The  managers  of  the  Woman's  Exchange  have 
arranged  to  give  a  soiree  dansante  at  National 
Guard  Hall,  81  s  Ellis  Street,  from  three  until  seven 
to-day,  for  the  purpose  of  increasing  the  depleted 
funds  of  the  treasury.  Only  orre  dollar  will  be 
charged  for  admittance  and  the  attractions  will  be 
numerous.  The  Angel  Island  Band,  through  the 
courtesy  of  Colonel  W.  R.  Shafter,  U.  S.  A.,  will 
play  for  dancing. 


DCCLXXXI.— Bill  of  Fare  for  Six  Persons,   Sun- 
day, November  n,  1894. 

Oysters  a  la  Poulette. 
Lamb  Chops,  Green  Peas. 
Potato  Croquettes.     Baked  Tomatoes. 
Roast  Ducks,  Currant  Jelly  and  Lemon  Sauce. 
Carrot  Salad. 
Beignets  of  Peaches. 
Coffee. 
Beignets  of  Peaches. — Pare  and  cut  in  round  quar- 
ters twelve  peaches.     Put  half  a  pound  in  a  bowl,  break 
into  it  three  eggs,  mix  them  well  with  the  flour  and  add  a 
little  water,  so  as  to  make  rather  a  liquid  paste,  but  suffi- 
ciently solid  to  adhere  to  the  peaches  ;  dip  these  into  the 
paste,  covering  them  entirely.     Put  some  lard  into  a  hot 
frying-pan,  and  when  very  hot  fry  your  peaches.     When 
a  bright  yellow,  drain  them,  sprinkle  them  with  sugar, 
and  serve  hot. 


—  Knox's  Sparkling  Gelatine  received 
the  only  medal  at  World's  Fair.  The  new  granu- 
lated package  dissolves  in  two  minutes.  Makes  one 
pint  more  jelly  than  shred.     Ask  your  grocer  for  it. 


-Cooper's  engravers  have  no  equal. 


The  ladies  of  St.  John's  Episcopal  Church  will 
serve  lunches  at  541  Market  Street  next  Tuesday 
and  Wednesday  from  eleven  until  two  o'clock. 


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THE        ARGONAUT. 


November  12,  1894. 


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"Is  he  a  good  artist?"  She  glanced  at  his  in- 
nocent nibs  with  petulant  disdain.  "  He  is  a  clever 
artist,"  she  answered,  pityingly  ;  "  no  artists  are 
good." — Life. 

"  Was  your  father  unkind  when  you  told  him  you 
wanted  to  marry  me,  his  coachman  ?  "  "  No.  He 
said  at  once  he  would  retain  you,  and  he  offered  me 
the  maid's  place." — Life. 

Warden— ■"  How's  the  campaign  going  up  your 
way  ?  Sort  of  a  close  contest  ?  "  Sellers  (gloomily) 
— "  Closest  I  ever  saw.  Neither  side  is  giving  up  a 
blamed  cent." — Buffalo  Courier. 

■■I'm  astonished  that  you  live  in  such  a  miser- 
able, dirty  garret  at  this."  "Why?"  "Well, 
since  you  don't  pay  rent  in  any,  why  not  get  some- 
thing better  ?  " — Das  Buck  fiir  A  lie. 

Fortune-teller—"  You  will  be  very  poor  until  you 
are  thirty-five  years  of  age."  Our  impecunious 
poet  (eagerly)— "  And  after  then?"  Fortune-teller 
— "  You  will  get  used  to  it." — Sketch. 

Editorial  acumen:  Novice — "On  what  theme 
would  GibUer's  Magazine  most  likely  accept  an 
article  ?  "  Ben  There—"  On  the  relative  strength  of 
the  different  baking-powders." — Truth. 

Peasant  (who  has  just  insured  his  farm-house) — 
"  What  would  I  get  if  my  house  should  burn  down 
next  week  ?  "  Agent — "  In  all  probability,  three  or 
four  years  in  prison." — Fliegende  Blatter. 

"Julia  tells  me  she  left  the  company  she  was 
with,  because  she  had  too  many  lines."  Delia — 
"Yes.  You  see,  she  was  to  appear  as  a  pretty 
young  girl  in  the  living  pictures." — Inter-Ocean. 

Woe  for  coming  generations  :  Tommy — "  What 
you  cryin'  about,  cry-baby?"  Jimmy — "Aw! 
You'd  cry,  too,  if  your  pants  was  made  outer  yer 
sister's  old  bicycle  bloomers  !  " — Chicago  Tribune. 

Not  superstitious  :  Mrs.  Lakeside — "  Mrs.  Weeds 
was  married  on  Friday,  and  in  less  than  a  year  she 
was  a  widow."  Mrs.  Wabash — "Now  she  will 
probably  want  to  be  married  thirteen  times,  to  see 
how  that  would  affect  her  luck." — Puck. 

Phyllis — "  I  suppose  Kenneth's  marrying  you 
depends  on  what  your  father  finds  out  about 
him?"  Mildred — "Yes,  partially.  And  partially 
what  he  finds  out  about  papa.  Fortunately,  papa 
has  the  advantage  of  experience." — Vogue. 

Slie — "  I  am  afraid  you  are  somewhat  insincere. 
I  heard  you  ask  Miss  Jones  to  sing  something 
else,  and  I  happen  to  know  that  you  don't  admire 
her  voice."  He—  "Well,  I  knew  we  had  only  a 
choice  between  something  else  and  the  same  thing 
over  again." — Puck. 

"  Is  it  still  the  custom  in  this  country  to  reach  for 
your  gun  to  back  it  up  after  you  have  called  a  man 
a  liar?"  asked  a  tourist.  "It  air  not,  stranger," 
replied  the  early  settler,  "  and  it  never  wuz.  It  has 
allers  be'n  the  custom  in  the  best  society  of  Yaller 
Dog  to  reach  for  the  gun  fust." — Indianapolis 
Journal. 

"  The  hardest  thing  to  acquire,  miss,"  said  the 
dramatic  teacher,  "  is  the  art  of  laughing  naturally 
without  apparent  effort.'"  "  Oh,  I've  got  that  down 
fine,"  said  the  would-be  soubrette  ;  "  I  typewrote 
for  three  years  for  a  man  who  was  always  tell- 
ing me  funny  stories  about  his  little  boy," — In- 
dianapolis Journal. 

The  cannibal  family  gathered  around  the  bounti- 
ful board.  "  I  understand,"  the  father  casually  ob- 
served, "  that  this  is  the  cadaver  of  a  millionaire." 
The  mother  started  in  sudden  apprehension. 
"Now,  children,"  she  exclaimed,  "don't  forget 
what  I  told  you  about  overloading  your  stomachs 
with  rich  food." — Puck. 

"  Can  you  change  this  fifty-dollar  bill  ?  "  asked  a 
seedy  individual  of  the  teller  in  the  bank.  The 
teller  took  the  bill  and  looked  at  it.  "I  think  I 
can  change  it  for  you."  Then  he  stamped  the 
word  "counterfeit"  across  it  two  or  three  times 
and  handed  it  to  the  man.  "How's  that?"  he 
asked  ;  "  isn't  that  pretty  well  changed  ?" — Vogue. 

A  long,  loose-jointed  pilgrim,  in  a  faded  brown 
hat  and  venerable  overcoat,  strayed  into  one  of  the 
parks  the  other  day  where  a  hotly  contested  game 
of  foot-ball  was  in  progress.  He  watched  the 
players  for  some  time  in  silence,  and  at  last  asked 
a  by-stander :  "  What  d'ye  reckon  that  thing 
they're  fightin'  for  is  wulh  ?"  "  About  two  dollars 
and  a  half,  perhaps,"  replied  the  man  to  whom 
he  had  spoken.  "They're  a  pack  o"  durned 
fools  !  "  exclaimed  the  pilgrim,  stalking  away  in 
disgust. — Chicago  Tribune. 


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Vol.  XXXV.      No   21. 


San  Francisco,   November   19,    1894. 


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TABLE    OF    CONTENTS. 

Editorial:  The  Democratic  Party  Hears  from  the  People— An  Unani- 
mous Mandate  against  Free  Trade— The  Two  Great  Panics  that  have 
Followed  Free -Trade  Legislation  —  The  Meaning  of  the  People's 
Message  to  Congress  —  The  Ministerial  Crisis  in  Germany — The 
Weak  Spot  in  the  German  System— A  Difference  between  "the  Ger- 
man Emperor"  and  "the  Emperor  of  Germany" — The  Pope's  Annual 
Begging  Letter— The  Parish  Priests  and  "Peter's  Pence"— Charity 
in  California— The  Work  of  Organized  Charity  in  San  Francisco — 
Undirected  Giving  that  Leads  to  Waste  and  Encourages  Pauperism 
—What  a  Mendicity  Society  would  Do— The  Holy  Coat  of  Argenteuil 
— Scientists  Examine  the  Blood-Stains— The  History  of  the  Garment 
—Its  Miraculous  Restoration  after  it  had  been  Twice  Stolen — The 
Sale  of  the  Johnson  Collection  of  Paintings— Values  of  Pictures  Here 
and  In  Europe I-3 

The  Spirit  of  the  Cave-Houses  :  An  Ethnologist's  Story  of  a  Strange 
Adventure  in  New  Mexico.     Eyjohn  W.  Mitchell 4 

A  Southekn  Girl  in  England:  Our  Correspondent  goes  to  a  Tea  "to 
Meet  an  American  Lady  " — She  Bore  a  Famous  Name,  but  the  Britons 
Called  Her  a  Yankee — English  Interest  in  Embassador  Bayard's  Wil- 
mington Speech— He  Talks  of  International  Love — How  the  English 
Really  Regard  Americans— A  Bit  of  Repartee 5 

Individualities  :  Notes  About  Prominent  People  all  Over  the  World 5 

The  Show  of  Fair  Women:  Our  Correspondent  tells  of  the  Loan  Ex- 
hibition in  New  York — Some  of  the  Pictures  on  the  Walls — The  Swell 
Crowd  at  the  Opening— Pretty  Women  in  Gorgeous  Gowns— Some 
Notable  Miniatures— How  the  Belles  of  the  Past  Compare  with  the 
Beauties  of  To-day *. 5 

"The  Dollv  Dialogues":  A  Clever  Book  by  the  Author  of  "The  Pris- 
oner of  Zenda" — Anthony  Hope's  Brilliant  Sketches  of  Modern  En- 
glish Society 6 

Dining  in  Paris:  The  Four  Great  Classes  of  Restaurants  in  the  French 
Capital— Duvals,  Bouillons,  and  Tavernes— The  Uses  of  the  Private 
Room 7 

Old  Favorites 7 

Editorial  Notes 7 

Literary  Notes:  Personal  and  Miscellaneous  Gossip — New  Publica- 
tions— Whistler  on  "  Trilby" 8-9 

Drama:  Foreign  Actresses  in  America — Stage  Gossip 10 

Vanity  Fair:  "To  Julia  in  Shooting  Togs"  (after  Herrick)— Electricity 
as  a  Cosmetic — Women's  Portraits  on  Board  Ship — Plumpers  for  Bi- 
cyclists' Calves— A  Governmental  Inquiry  about  a  Kiss — Tears  as  a 
Preserver  of  Beauty — One  Woman's  Reform  Gown — The  Corset  in 
French  Legislation Ir 

It  Evokes  Persiflage  :  Some  Reflections  on  a  Black  Eye 12 

The  Tuneful  Liar:  "The  Bloomer  Girl,"  "An  Electrostatic  Pair," 
"  Feeding  a  Modern  Scientist" 12 

Storvettes:  Grave  and  Gay,  Epigrammatic  and  Otherwise  —  A  First- 
Help-to-the-Injured  Girl's  Mistake— A  Pathetic  Story  of  Dr.  Holmes 
—Why  a  Mnemonic  System  didn't  Work— Brahms  and  his  Flattering 
Host— A  Too  Charitable  Parson — Whistler  and  the  Millionaire — A 
Story  on  the  Army— Paddy's  Big  Pike— The  Southern  Judge's  Usual 
Drink — The  Mystery  of  the  Sluggish  Liver — A  Scrupulously  Clean 
Boatman — A  Widower's  Over-Economical  Device 13 

Society  :  Movements  and  Whereabouts— Notes  and  Gossip — Army  and 
Navy  News M-35 

The  Alleged  Humorists:  Paragraphs  Ground  out  by  the  Dismal  Wits 
of  the  Day • 16 


The  Democratic  Congress  has  heard  from  the  people.  It 
has  received  another  "mandate."  And  it  has  received  a 
mandate  which  is  clearer  than  the  last,  a  mandate  which  the 
Democratic  Congress  must  obey. 

It  is  many  years  since  so  sweeping  a  revolution  has  taken 
place  in  American  politics.  Leaving  aside  the  years  of  the 
Civil  War — when,  as  we  have  before  remarked,  the  Demo- 
cratic vote  was  impaired  by  reason  of  many  of  its  voters 
being  out  of  their  districts  fighting  to  destroy  the  Union — 
it  is  nearly  two  generations  since  the  people  uprose  so  unani- 
mously on  an  industrial  issue.  That  was  in  1840.  Some 
seven  years  before — in  1S33,  to  be  exact — the  first  free-trade 
tariff  was  passed.  It  provided  for  a  gradual  reduction  of 
import  duties,  year  by  year,  for  ten  years.  Its  evil  effects 
began  to  be  felt  at  once,  but  the  people  did  not  realize  their 
danger  until  they  found  themselves  in  the  midst  of  the  panic 


of  1S37.  It  was  two  years  before  the  American  people  had 
a  chance  to  express  themselves  at  the  polls.  When  they 
did,  they  spoke  clearly  and  strongly,  as  they  have  done  in 
1894.  They  defeated  Martin  Van  Buren  by  an  enormous 
vote,  elected  Tyler,  and  bade  their  representatives  do 
away  with  the  free-trade  tariff  of  1S33.  This  was  done, 
and  the  tariff  of  1842  was  passed.  This  was  on  protection 
lines,  and  under  it  the  business  of  the  country  instantane- 
ously revived. 

Sixty  years  have  passed  since  the  passage  of  the  free- 
trade  tariff  of  1833.  Fifty-four  years  have  rolled  away 
since  the  people  felt  the  pinch  of  that  free-trade  bill,  arose  in 
anger,  and  wiped  it  from  the  tablets  of  the  law.  Two  gen- 
erations have  passed  since  the  then  Democratic  party,  in  its 
folly  and  blindness,  struck  a  wicked  blow  at  the  industries 
of  the  country  through  the  free-trade  tariff  of  1833.  One 
generation  has  passed  since  a  weak  Democratic  President, 
a  traitorous  Democratic  Cabinet,  and  a  Copperhead  Demo- 
cratic party  nearly  rent  the  republic  in  twain.  As  time 
rolled  by,  the  American  people  seemed  to  have  forgotten. 
The  folly,  the  incompetency,  and  the  treachery  of  the  Demo- 
cratic party  had  grown  dim  in  their  minds  with  the  lapse  of 
years.  They  intrusted  the  entire  control  of  this  govern- 
ment to  the  party  which  has  alternately  tried  to  wreck  or 
ruin  it ;  but  as  in  1837,  when  ruin  stared  them  in  the  face 
through  Democratic  folly,  so  in  1893,  when  poverty  again 
stalked  through  the  land  as  a  result  of  Democratic  mal- 
government,  the  people  have  been  quick  to  repair  their 
error.  They  have  through  the  electoral  urn  expressed 
their  views  in  unmistakable  terms.  They  have  demanded 
that  this  organized  assault  upon  American  industry  must 
cease.  The  Democratic  Congress  has  heard  from  the 
people. 

And  what  a  message  !  As  all  day  long  the  clouds  of  bal- 
lots dropped  silently  like  snow-flakes  into  the  boxes  on  the 
sixth  of  November,  who  could  have  dreamed  of  the  storm 
which  they  betokened — who  could  have  prophesied  the  al- 
most unanimous  votes  of  these  millions  of  men  ?  The 
wave  of  Republicanism  swept  from  sea  to  sea  through 
the  entire  tier  of  Northern  States  ;  it  invaded  the  Solid 
South,  and  Missouri  and  West  Virginia  were  encircled  by 
the  rising  waters.  Even  Kentucky  and  Tennessee  felt  its 
force. 

The  message  that  came  to  Congress  from  these  voting 
millions  is  clear.  It  means  that  the  Democrats  must  stop 
where  they  are.  The  present  tariff  bill  which  they  have 
passed  is  a  move  in  the  direction  of  free  trade.  It  is  only  a 
half-hearted  move — timid,  cowardly,  and  shuffling,  like  every- 
thing that  the  Democratic  party  does.  But  it  is  in  the  direc- 
tion of  free  trade,  and  the  party  leaders,  like  Cleveland  and 
Wilson,  have  boasted  that  it  is  but  the  entering  wedge.  It 
is  to  the  Democratic  Congress,  to  the  Democratic  leaders, 
to  the  Democratic  party,  that  the  people's  message  has  come. 
That  message  says  "  Stop." 

It  is  by  a  practical  lesson  that  the  American  people  have 
arrived  at  this  almost  unanimous  conclusion.  It  is  by  the 
hard  lesson  of  adversity.  All  classes  have  suffered.  The 
workingmen,  who  two  years  ago  were  receiving  the  highest 
wages  ever  paid  in  the  world's  history,  were  told  that  under 
a  Democratic  regime  they  could  buy  goods  more  cheaply. 
The  Democratic  regime  has  not  cheapened  anything  much 
except  labor.  It  has  cheapened  that.  You  can  buy  a  work- 
man's toil  now  for  about  one-half  what  it  cost  when  the  Re- 
publicans were  in  power.  As  to  other  commodities,  if  they 
are  any  cheaper,  it  does  not  do  the  workingmen  any  good, 
for  most  of  them  have  had  their  wages  cut,  and  many  of 
them  have  no  wages  at  alL  Two  years  of  this  Democratic 
"prosperity"  have  been  enough  for  the  workingmen,  and 
they  voted  the  Republican  ticket  on  the  sixth  of  November. 
So,  too,  with  the  shop-keepers  in  the  smaller  towns  ;  they 
could  sell  no  goods,  because  the  workingmen  had  no  money 
to  buy  them  with.  So  the  small  merchants  and  shop-keepers 
voted  the  Republican  ticket.  Even  the  farmers,  who  have 
obstinately  believed  for  years  that  they  were  the  sufferers  by 
a  protective  tariff,  have  found  out  their  error.  They  have 
:  discovered  that  their  principal  market  is  the  home  market. 


The  poverty  of  the  workingmen,  and  the  reduction  of  in- 
comes generally  in  the  cities,  reduced  the  demand  for  farm 
products.  The  farming  classes  have  suffered  fully  as 
severely  as  the  manufacturing  classes.  They  now  see  that 
this  is  one  country  and  that  we  are  all  in  the  same  boat  to- 
gether. So  the  farmers  voted  the  Republican  ticket.  And 
the  Democratic  Congress  heard  from  the  people. 

Let  us  hope  that  the  Democratic  Congress  understands 
that  message.  Already  snarling  threats  are  heard  that  dur- 
ing the  rest  of  the  official  life  of  the  present  Congress,  re- 
newed assaults  will  be  made  upon  protection.  Such 
attempts,  in  the  face  of  the  verdict  which  the  people  have 
just  rendered  at  the  ballot-box,  would  smack  of  treason. 
The  Democratic  Congress  had  better  bow  to  the  popular 
will,  stop  tariff- tinkering,  disinfect  and  bury  the  Tammany 
tiger,  get  Cleveland  to  stop  writing  letters,  make  its  sugar 
senators  turn  over  at  least  some  of  the  money  to  the 
treasury,  arrange  its  own  affairs,  make  its  last  will  and  testa- 
ment, and  give  up  the  ghost. 

The  Democratic  Congress  has  heard  from  the  people. 


It  is  evident  that  the  ministerial  crisis  in  Germany,  which 
led  to  the  substitution  of  Prince  Hohenlohe  for  General 
Caprivi,  has  not  closed.  The  new  prime  minister  insists 
that  the  Reichstag  shall  meet  on  December  1  5th  instead  of 
November  15th,  and  the  reason  assigned  is  that  he  proposes 
to  meet  the  representative  body  with  a  homogeneous  minis- 
try, which  implies  further  resignations  and  appointments. 
The  situation  lays  bare  the  weak  spot  in  the  German  system. 

When  the  German  Confederation — Dcutscher  Bund — was 
organized  in  187 1,  it  was  expressly  stated  that  the  con- 
federacy should  be  called  the  "  German  Empire,"  and  the 
King  of  Prussia  not  "  Emperor  of  Germany,"  but 
Deutscher  Kaiser,  or  "  German  Emperor."  It  was  under- 
stood that  the  title  should  be,  as  it  had  been  for  many  gen- 
erations, an  honorary  title,  and  though  Prussia  was  con- 
ceded to  be  the  leading  state  of  the  confederation,  and  as 
such  entitled  to  the  largest  representation  in  the  Reichstag, 
yet  still  the  other  states  were  not  to  be  deprived  of  their 
autonomy,  nor  was  the  emperor  clothed  with  authority 
which  impaired  their  independence.  This  understanding  of 
German  consolidation  was  loyally  carried  out  by  Bismarck 
and  William  the  First.  But  it  has  not  been  accepted  by 
the  present  emperor.  William  the  Second  has  acted  on  the 
theory  that  Germany  is  a  centralized  nation  and  not  a  con- 
federacy of  independent  states  ;  he  has  not  thought  it 
worth  while  to  consult  the  minor  states  in  administering 
German  affairs.  He  adopted  this  view  when  he  dismissed 
Caprivi  and  placed  Hohenlohe  at  the  head  of  the  imperial 
government  without  consulting  any  one.  William  evi- 
dently believes  that  he  is  not  only  "  German  Emperor,"  but 
that  he  is  "Emperor  of  Germany." 

The  crisis  has  led  to  irritation  in  the  four  South  German 
states — Bavaria,  Wurtemberg,  Baden,  and  Hesse-Darmstadt 
— which  became  part  of  the  German  Empire  only  after  the 
Franco-German  War.  Wurtemberg,  Baden,  and  Bavaria 
are  said  to  have  lodged  protests  against  the  ministerial 
change.  The  Grand  Duke  of  Baden  has  sent  special  envoys 
to  Munich  and  Stuttgart  to  express  Baden's  discontent  with 
the  emperor's  policy,  and  her  fears  that  it  implies  a  fatal  in- 
stability in  the  government.  The  demonstration  reveals  the 
danger-spot  in  the  confederation  ;  it  may  be  that  it  is  what 
the  empire  used  to  be  in  the  old  days — a  mere  rope  of  sand. 

There  is,  and  there  always  was,  little  in  common  between 
Prussia,  Hanover,  Saxony,  and  Schleswig-Holstein  on  the 
one  side,  and  Bavaria,  Wurtemberg,  and  Baden  on  the  other. 
The  former  are  Protestant,  the  latter  Roman  Catholic.  The 
former  are  hard-headed,  stalwart,  heavy  descendants  of  the 
Goths  ;  the  latter  are  a  mixture  of  southern  races,  in  which 
there  is  a  strong  infusion  of  Latin  blood — a  bright,  light- 
hearted,  quick-witted  people.  In  the  old  days  there  was  a 
closer  affinity  between  the  Bavarians  and  the  Austrians  than 
between  the  Bavarians  and  the  Prussians  ;  if  Napoleon  the 
First  had  only  treated  the  Bavarians  with  common  H^rency 
in  his  wars,  they  would  probably  have  held  aloof 
Franco-German  War,  as  Austria  did.     Nearly 


THE        ARGONAUT. 


November  19,  1894. 


ago  Bismarck  was  clever  enough  to  beguile  the  Bavarians  into 
a  treaty  with  the  Nord  Deutcher  Bund,  and  to  coerce  the 
smaller  states  into  the  exclusion  of  Austria  from  Germany. 
The  compact  was  cemented  by  the  blood  spilled  in  the  war 
with  France,  and  the  way  was  paved  for  the  creation  of  a 
consolidated  Germany.  But  the  object  could  not  have  been 
accomplished  without  discreet  and  politic  behavior  by  the  old 
emperor,  and  policy  and  discretion  are  just  the  qualities  which 
William  lacks. 

It  is  within  the  memory  of  very  old  men  that  Bavaria 
took  the  side  of  France  in  her  wars  against  Prussia  and 
Austria  ;  she  deserted  the  emperor  only  when  the  coali- 
tion of  the  powers  rendered  Napoleon's  cause  hopeless. 
Thus  a  conflict  between  Prussia  and  South  Germany  would 
be  no  novelty,  and  if  William  is  bent  on  reducing  Bavaria 
to  a  nullity  in  consolidated  Germany,  it  might  break  out 
afresh. 

Against  this  theory  is  the  fact  that  Prince  Hohenlohe  is  a 
Bavarian,  and  learned  his  calling  as  a  statesman  in  the 
Bavarian  Reichstag.  But  he  always  figured  as  a  leader  of 
the  Bavarian  Conservatives  and  an  opponent  of  the 
Bavarian  Liberals.  He  is  probably  not  in  touch  with  the 
present  reigning  party  in  Bavaria,  and  his  promotion  to  the 
chancellorship  may  signify  to  the  latter  that  their  counsels 
are  not  needed  by  the  emperor.  He  has  been  in  his  day  an 
adroit,  conciliatory,  pleasant  personage  ;  but  he  is  seventy- 
five,  and  at  that  age  the  narrow  instincts  generally  gain 
strength  and  the  broad  impulses  shrink. 

Throughout  Germany,  the  feeling  as  expressed  in  the 
press  is  one  of  regret  for  the  retirement  of  Caprivi.  Now 
that  he  is  down,  he  appears  a  much  abler  man  than  he 
seemed  to  be  when  he  was  in  power.  He  showed  himself 
to  be  an  able  parliamentarian  in  the  Reichstag  and  won  the 
good-will  of  all  by  his  evident  sincerity.  He  opposed 
violent  measures  against  the  socialists,  and  did  not  scruple 
to  condemn  the  severe  laws  of  repression  which  Count 
Eulenberg  called  for.  He  checked  the  mad  rage  of  the  Bis- 
marck party  for  unreasonable  schemes  of  colonization.  He 
concluded  treaties  which  defeated  the  plans  of  the  agrarians 
for  the  exclusion  of  foreign  foods  from  Germany.  He  was 
dexterous  enough  to  prevent  the  dissolution  of  the  Dreibund, 
which  was  imminent  at  the  time  he  took  office.  He  offset 
the  emperor's  wild  outbursts  against  his  imaginary  foes  at 
home  and  abroad  by  soothing  speeches  and  conciliatory 
measures.  He  carefully  avoided  the  dictatorial  language  of 
his  predecessor,  which  made  so  many  enemies  for  the  em- 
pire. Prince  Hohenlohe  may  be  his  equal  in  these  wise 
policies,  but  he  remains  to  be  tried.  It  looks  as  though  he 
might  be  put  to  the  test  pretty  soon. 

The  maintenance  in  its  full  integrity  of  the  German  con- 
federation would  be  a  trying  task  for  any  statesman  ;  but 
when  that  statesman  is  the  servant  and  secretary  of  a 
monarch  who  seems  to  be  a  cross  between  Frederick 
Barbarossa  and  Bombastes  Furioso,  the  duty  is  almost  be- 
yond human  powers. 

Some  months  ago,  there  appeared  in  these  columns  some 
remarks  concerning  the  controversy  over  the  "  Holy  Coats" 
of  Treves,  Prussia,  and  Argenteuil,  France,  It  seems  that 
Felix  Korum,  Bishop  of  Treves,  published  a  pamphlet  in 
which  he  warned  the  faithful  that  the  Argenteuil  coat  was 
a  fraud  ;  that  it  was  not  an  inner  garment,  or  tunic,  worn 
next  the  skin,  and  possessing  much  strength,  as  does  the 
Treves  miraculous  coat ;  but  that  it  was  a  mere  outer  gar- 
ment— a  sort  of  a  hand-me-down  overcoat,  as  it  were.  This 
view  was  concurred  in  by  a  French  priest,  one  Abbe*  Vonel, 
who  also  issued  a  pamphlet  on  the  subject.  As  this  is  the 
time  and  the  year  for  the  Argenteuil  coat  to  begin  its 
miraculous  work,  serious  loss  was  threatened  to  the  town,  to 
the  Holy  Coat,  and  to  Mother  Church,  Therefore,  Mgr. 
Richard,  Archbishop  of  Paris,  was  appealed  to  ;  he  at  once 
squelched  the  Abbe  Vonel  and  suppressed  the  pamphlet. 

Since  then,  we  have  heard  nothing  from  ArgenteuiL  The 
miracle-foundry  there  is  evidently  in  full  blast,  but  the 
miracle-pond  at  Lourdes  is  a  dangerous  competitor.  We 
hear  much  more  of  the  latter  than  we  do  of  the  Holy  Coat. 
It  is  evident  that  the  interest  of  the  faithful  in  that  garment 
was  lagging  and  required  stimulation.  Hence  strong  meas- 
ures were  necessary.  They  have  resulted  in  the  submission 
of  the  Argenteuil  coat  to  chemists  that  they  might  analyze 
the  blood-stains  thereon.  According  to  legend,  the  Holy 
Coat  was  tinged  with  the  blood  of  Christ. 

It  was  Mgr.  Goux,  Bishop  of  Versailles,  who  con- 
ceived this  idea.  The  two  scientists  whom  he  chose  for  the 
task  were  Messrs.  Philippe  Lafon  and  J.  Roussel.  The 
question  put  to  them  was  :  "  What  is  the  exact  nature  of  the 
spots  which  stain  the  garment  known  as  the  Holy  Coat  of 
Argenteuil  ? "  The  two  chemists  made  a  number  of  tests. 
The  first  was  a  spectroscopical  examination;  then  "re- 
searches for  hemoglobin  ended  with  negative  results."  The 
second  test  was  "with  tincture  of  guiacum  and  essence  of 
rurpQitine,  which  resulted  in  the  green  coloration  which 
id  gives."     The  third  test  was  "leaving  some  fragments 


of  spots  for  several  days  in  artificial  serum.  In  this  liquid 
are  found  some  red  globules  of  blood  unchanged."  The 
fourth  test  was  with  a  microscope  magnifying  five  hundred 
diameters,  and  by  the  aid  of  this  instrument  the  scientists 
saw  "blood-crystals,  chloro-hydrate  of  hsematin."  Sum- 
ming up  their  report,  the  two  chemists  say  :  "These  indica- 
tions are  sufficient  to  enable  us  to  affirm  that  the  spots  ex- 
amined are  actually  due  to  blood — and  to  human  blood. 
Judging  by  the  whole  of  our  analysis,  we  presume  that  this 
blood  is  very  old.  Drawn  up  in  our  laboratory,  No.  7  Rue 
des  Saints- Peres." 

This  report  of  the  chemists  is  made  the  basis  of  an 
hysterical  article  in  the  Paris  Figaro  by  one  Emile  Gautier. 
M.  Gautier  says  :  "  Is  it  not  miraculous  that  with  nothing 
but  watch-glasses,  a  magnify  in  g-glass,  some  mysterious 
liquids,  and  some  grains  of  apparently  harmless  powder, 
we  can  thus  accurately  determine  the  presence  of  blood 
more  than  eighteen  centuries  old  ?  "  There  would  be  noth- 
ing miraculous  about  this  chemical  analysis  even  if  the 
blood  were  eighteen  centuries  old.  There  are  remains  of 
human  bodies,  much  more  palpable  than  blood-spots,  over 
six  thousand  years  old.  Has  M.  Gautier  never  heard  of 
the  mausoleums  of  ancient  Egypt  ?  But  the  most  melan- 
choly part  of  the  foregoing  is  that  it  is  apparently  designed 
to  carrj'  conviction  to  the  minds  of  the  besotted  faithful.  It 
is  supposed  to  strengthen  their  belief  in  the  Holy  Coat. 
Because  these  chemists  have  found  that  there  were  blood- 
stains upon  this  sacred  garment,  and  that  the  stains  were 
due  to  human  blood,  all  good  Roman  Catholics  must  believe — 
what  ?  That  this  garment  was  the  tunic  worn  by  Jesus  Christ 
when  he  was  crucified  ;  that  it  fell  to  a  Roman  legionary  when 
the  soldiers  divided  the  garments  ;  that  it  was  purchased 
from  him  by  Pontius  Pilate  ;  that  he  wore  it  for  luck  at  his 
trial :  that  St.  Veronica,  seeing  through  his  scheme,  pointed 
it  out  to  Caius  Caligula,  who  had  him  tried  over  again, 
found  guilty,  and  banished  to  Germany,  where  he  committed 
suicide ;  that  the  Holy  Coat,  after  many  vicissitudes  in 
Galatia,  in  Jaffa,  in  Jerusalem,  and  in  Constantinople,  where 
it  remained  until  the  ninth  century,  was  presented  by  the 
Empress  Irene  to  Charlemagne,  who  gave  it  to  the  Abbey 
of  Argenteuil ;  that  it  was  stolen  from  the  abbey  during  the 
Norman  raids,  but  miraculously  found  in  the  twelfth  cent- 
ury j  that  during  the  French  Revolution  it  disappeared,  but 
was  again  miraculously  found,  and  is  now  doing  business  at 
the  same  old  stand. 

Can  it  be  possible  that  in  the  nineteenth  century  intelli- 
gent Roman  Catholics  can  believe  such  melancholy  balder- 
dash as  this?  And  can  any  such  clap-trap  expedients  as 
this  chemical  analysis  carry  conviction  to  their  minds  ?  A 
church  which  sanctions  such  cheap  quackery  and  thauma- 
turgical  therapeutics  as  are  practiced  at  Argenteuil  and 
Lourdes  is  most  emphatically  not  of  the  nineteenth  century, 
but  of  the  ninth. 

It  has  ever  been  the  boast  of  Californians  that  the  people 
of  this  State  are  lavishly  generous.  They  take  a  certain 
pride  in  endeavoring  to  maintain  in  the  eyes  of  strangers  the 
Monte  Cristo  traditions  of  early  days,  and  even  the  pauper 
on  the  streets,  worthless  though  he  may  be,  seldom  pleads  in 
vain  for  the  price  of  a  bed  or  a  meal.  Those  who  have 
studied  the  subject  here  and  elsewhere  declare  that  in  no 
other  city  is  so  much  given  in  charity  directly  to  the  needy. 
How  much  is  given  upon  the  street  in  this  manner  can  not, 
of  course,  be  estimated,  but  it  undoubtedly  counts  up  into 
large  sums  each  year,  and,  in  nine  cases  out  of  ten,  it  as  un- 
doubtedly does  more  harm  than  good.  There  is  no  method 
of  so-called  charitable  giving  that  is  easier  to  the  giver, 
but  it  is  thoroughly  indiscriminating,  and,  in  most  cases, 
it  assists  and  encourages  the  worthless  tramp. 

While  nothing  definite  is  known  regarding  street  giving, 
the  work  of  organized  charity  is  known.  C.  K.  Jenness,  of 
the  Stanford  University,  has  recently  published  an  interest- 
ing review  of  last  year's  charitable  work  in  this  city.  What 
will  strike  the  reader  of  his  report  most  strongly  is  the  great 
number  of  charitable  organizations  in  San  Francisco  and  the 
immense  amount  of  money  spent  by  them.  There  are  at 
present  204  charitable  organizations  that  relieve  the  needy  in 
San  Francisco,  and  last  year  they  gave  out  in  charity 
$1,380,509.86  in  excess  of  what  they  received  directly  or  in- 
directly from  those  assisted.  In  all  cases  where  work  was 
performed  in  return  for  the  assistance  received,  the  value  of 
the  work  was  deducted  from  the  sums  that  go  to  make  up 
this  total.  How  large  this  total  really  is  may  be  gathered 
from  the  fact  that  it  is  equivalent  to  a  contribution  of  $4.60 
from  every  man,  woman,  and  child  in  the  community.  In 
Baltimore,  an  older  city  and,  therefore,  one  in  which  greater 
poverty  would  be  expected  to  exist,  the  per  capita  contribu- 
tion last  year  amounted  to  only  $3.05.  Although  the  popu- 
lation of  Baltimore  is  one-third  greater  than  that  of  San 
Francisco,  the  total  amount  given  in  charity  last  year  was 
$50,000  less  than  here. 

Why  is  it  that  San  Francisco  is  called  upon  to  relieve 
such  an  amount  of  distress    as  this  indicates  ?     This  is  a 


comparatively  new  community,  and  it  is  not  many  years 
since  there  was  no  such  thing  as  a  pauper  element  of  the 
population.  The  crowding  of  the  masses  that  crushes 
down  the  lower  levels  into  a  hopeless,  sodden  poverty  is  as 
yet  unknown  here.  Temporary  distress  there  may  be,  but 
the  burden  of  the  permanent  pauper,  whose  degradation  has 
been  ground  into  him  by  generations  of  want  and  suffering, 
and  who  has  not  the  capacity  to  rise,  even  with  assistance, 
has  not  yet  been  developed  here.  Upon  a  superficial  view, 
one  would  say  that  there  is  no  reason  or  excuse  for  such 
general  distress  as  is  here  indicated.  A  further  study  of  the 
report  before  us  suggests  an  explanation. 

The  fact  seems  to  be  that  the  demand  for  relief  is  partly 
created  by  the  supply  offered.  The  worthless  and  the  desti- 
tute are  attracted  to  San  Francisco  because  of  the  generosity 
of  the  relief  offered  them.  San  Francisco  generosity  is 
gradually  converting  this  city  into  an  asylum  for  the 
lame,  the  halt,  and  the  blind — a  home  for  those  who  can  not 
work  and  those  who  will  not  work.  Last  year,  $137,081.14 
was  expended  in  meals,  lodgings,  and  ferry  tickets,  for  which 
no  return  was  even  asked.  And  this  is  exclusive  of  the 
clothing  furnished,  the  relief  given  by  the  churches,  the 
meals  given  by  private  families,  and  the  money  given  out 
upon  the  streets.  Of  all  the  charitable  organizations,  only 
the  Salvation  Army,  the  Associated  Charities,  and  the  tem- 
porary trustees  of  the  park  fund  demanded  work  from  the 
able-bodied  mendicants.  Would  a  tramp's  ideal  of  Para- 
dise include  anything  in  excess  of  this  ?  In  another  direc- 
tion some  good  work  was  done.  During  the  year,  employ- 
ment was  found  for  15,832  people  by  the  charitable  organ- 
izations. In  this  work,  the  British  Benevolent  Society  stands 
easily  first,  while  the  Salvation  Army  accounts  for  nearly  all 
the  others.  This  is  the  true  sphere  of  charity,  because  it 
enables  the  helpless  and  unfortunate  to  resume  once  more 
their  positions  among  producers  ;  gratuitous  giving  confirms 
them  as  worthless  non-producers. 

The  defect  of  the  charitable  efforts  in  this  city  is  the  lack 
of  organization.  Each  society  may  be  thoroughly  or- 
ganized in  itself,  but  there  is  a  multiplication  of  organiza- 
tions and  defective  cooperation.  There  are  in  San  Fran- 
cisco twenty-four  general  societies,  forty-three  churches  that 
report  relief  work,  nine  special  homes,  ten  orphan  asylums, 
eight  day  homes  and  temporary  homes  for  children,  and 
seven  homes  for  girls.  Upon  its  face  this  indicates  con- 
siderable overlapping  in  the  work.  It  is  perfectly  possible 
that  an  apparently  worthy  case  may  be  investigated  by  half 
a  dozen  different  organizations,  and  assistance  received  from 
all  of  them.  Indeed,  many  of  the  societies  are  in  such 
position  that  they  have  no  adequate  means  of  investigation, 
and  thus  they  are  forced  into  a  pernicious  system  of  indis- 
criminate giving. 

Were  all  these  organizations  combined  under  one  effective 
central  bureau,  as  some  of  them  are  now  combined  under 
the  Associated  Charities,  far  more  actual  relief  work  would 
be  accomplished  at  a  less  expenditure  of  money,  and  the 
worthless  would  no  longer  be  enabled  to  live  comfortably 
without  work.  Under  such  an  organization  of  charity,  the 
tramp  population  would  be  considerably  diminished ;  if 
promiscuous  giving  on  the  streets  were  also  abandoned,  they 
would  disappear  altogether.  The  spirit  that  has  brought 
these  various  charitable  organizations  into  existence  and  sus- 
tained them  in  their  work  is  admirable  ;  the  mistakes  they 
have  made  are  natural.  The  same  mistakes  were  found  in 
the  Poor  Law  relief  in  England,  and  pauperism  increased 
so  rapidly  that  England  was  panic-stricken.  The  Poor 
Laws  were  repealed  and  the  tide  was  stemmed.  Let  the 
same  change  of  policy  be  adopted  by  the  charitable  organi- 
zations of  this  city  and  San  Francisco  will  no  longer  be 
called  upon  to  support  more  than  its  share  of  the  dregs  of 
humanity. 

As  we  said  in  the  beginning  of  this  article,  there  are  204 
charitable  organizations  in  San  Francisco.  There  ought  to 
be  205.  The  missing  one  is  the  "  San  Francisco  Mendicity 
Society."  This  should  be  modeled  on  the  Mendicity  Society 
of  London.  It  thoroughly  investigates  all  cases.  It  keeps 
an  indexed  record  of  mendicant  impostors.  It  has  in  its 
museum  two  and  one-half  millions  of  begging  letters.  They 
are  never  destroyed  until  the  writers  either  die  or  pass 
eighty  years  of  age,  for  it  has  been  found  that  a  youthful 
begging-letter  writer  who  has  been  cured  is  apt  to  have  a 
relapse  in  middle  age.  The  society  has-  in  its  museum  all 
sorts  of  curious  objects  belonging  to  begging  impostors 
whom  it  has  sent  to  prison.  There  is,  for  example,  the 
cavalry  sword  which  a  beggar,  feigning  madness,  used  to- 
brandish  on  the  London  streets.  There  is  also  a  pistol 
.  used  by  another  beggar  in  a  similar  way.  There  is  in. 
a  bottle  the  sheep's  tongue  which  a  fraudulent  beggar,, 
pretending  to  have  lost  his  tongue,  claimed  was  his  own.. 
There  is  a  worsted  sampler  with  which  a  clever  impostor 
■  used  to  work  the  West  End.  When  he  was  tried,  this  beg- 
J  gar's  wife  and  daughter,  richly  attired,  used  to  drive  to  the- 
court-room  in  a  carriage  and  pair.      But  although  the  Lon- 


November  19,  1894. 


THE        ARGONAUT. 


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don  Mendicity  Society  is  the  foe  of  frauds,  it  does  genuine 
charity — it  gives  to  the  deserving.  Last  year,  for  example, 
the  food-tickets  given  away  by  its  subscribers  were  10,966 
in  number,  and  it  investigated  1,600  begging-letter  cases. 
But  it  never  gives  without  investigating,  and  as  a  result  it 
has  the  indexed  records  of  60,000  mendicant  impostors. 

The  charitable  societies  of  San  Francisco  ought  to  organ- 
ize among  themselves  a  "Mendicity  Society" — an  eleemosy- 
nary clearing-house,  so  to  speak.  People  here  are  getting 
just  a  trifle  tired.  There  is  a  good  deal  of  charity  going  on, 
but  they  do  not  know  how  much  of  it  is  sensible  charity  and 
how  much  of  it  is  worse  than  wasted.  A  "  Mendicity  So- 
ciety," which  would  act  as  a  stopper  upon  mendicant  frauds, 
would  receive  a  very  hearty  support  from  many  of  the  people 
who  are  getting  tired. 

In  a  recent  number  of  the  Record-Union  there  is  an  inter- 
esting article  on  California  by  the  well-known  Washington 
statistician,  Joseph  N  immo,  Jr.  According  to  it,  the  pessimistic 
views  entertained  by  the  politicians  and  the  press  of  Cali- 
fornia are  unfounded.  Mr.  Nimmo  bases  his  article  on  the 
census  figures,  and  proves  many  startling  facts.  For  ex- 
ample, he  shows  that  California's  population  in  1880  was 
864,694,  in  1890,  1,208,130,  an  increase  of  40  per  cent., 
while  the  average  increase  throughout  the  United  States  was 
but  25  per  cent.  He  shows  that  California's  assessable 
property  increased  from  $1,343,000,000  in  1880  to  $2,533,- 
733,627 -in  1890,  an  increase  of  88  per  cent.,  as  compared 
with  an  increase  of  49  per  cent,  in  the  rest  of  the  United 
States.  He  finds  that  the  wages  paid  for  manufactures 
in  1880  were  $21,065,905,  as  against  $51,538,780  in 
1890,  an  increase  of  145  per  cent.,  or  three  per  cent,  above 
the  average  of  the  United  States.  He  shows  that  the 
value  of  manufactured  products  in  California  in  1880  was 
$116,218,973,  as  against  $213,403,996  in  1S90,  an  increase 
of  83  per  cent.,  as  compared  with  75  per  cent,  for  the  rest 
of  the  United  States.  The  value  of  agricultural  products 
in  California  in    1880  was  $59,721,425,  as  against  $87,033,- 

)2go  in  1890,  an  increase  of  46  per  cent.,  compared  with  an 
increase  of  1 1  per  cent,  for  the  rest  of  the  United  States. 

■  He  shows  that  the  shipments  of  green  fruit  increased  from 
2,896,530  pounds  in  1873  to  19,222,580  pounds  in  1883, 
and  to  149,040,480  pounds  in  1893  ;  of  dried  fruit,  from 
nothing  in  187310  3,097,950  pounds  in  1883,  and  to  76,- 
402,740  pounds  in  1893  ;  of  raisins,  from  nothing  in  1873 
to  295,050  pounds  in  1S83,  and  to  67,268,720  pounds  in 
1893.  This  does  not  look  as  if  California  were  the  least 
prosperous  of  the  States.     Mr.  Nimmo  closes  by  saying  : 

"  I  observe  from  the  data  before  me  that  the  city  of  San  Francisco 
has  not  prospered  quite  in  proportion  with  the  State  at  large,  and 
that  this  has  given  rise  to  serious  complaints  and  forebodings.  This 
I  think  is  unwise  and  not  justified  by  the  facts  in  the  case.  The  com- 
mercial forces  of  that  city,  whose  real  and  personal  wealth  amounts 
to  nearly  five  hundred  millions  of  dollars,  controlled  by  men  of  great 
commercial  knowledge   and  acumen,  must  continue  to  control  the 

j  commerce  of  the  Pacific  Slope,  as  surely  as  New  York  will  continue 
to  be  the  commercial  and  financial  centre  of  the  Eastern  side  of  the 
continent  in  spite  of  all  opposing  influences.  All  that  is  needed  in 
San  Francisco  is  a  re-adjustment  of  commercial  methods  to  new  com- 
mercial conditions.  I  can  not  believe  that  the  merchants  and  other 
intelligent  business  men  of  San  Francisco  are  going  to  He  supinely  on 
their  backs  and  give  themselves  up  to  thoughts  inspired  by  the  new 
political  doctrine  of  discontent." 

There  is  food  for  reflection  in  these  statistics.  Possibly 
Mr.  Nimmo  is  right.  Possibly  we  are  not  so  badly  off  as 
we  had  supposed. 


At  the  recent  sale  in  San  Francisco  of  Mrs.  Johnson's 
collection,  most  of  the  paintings  sold  for  about  twenty-five 
per  cent,  of  their  cost.  But  before  we  conclude  that  this 
implies  a  want  of  appreciation  of  art  in  San  Francisco,  a 
number  of  circumstances  must  be  considered. 

In  the  first  place,  most  of  the  paintings  were  bought  by  a 
lady  who  was  more  distinguished  for  wealth  and  kindness  of 
heart  than  for  connoisseurship.  Mrs.  Johnson's  taste  was 
not  cultivated,  and  the  prices  she  paid  for  some  of  her  pict- 
ures made  good  judges  smile.  Dupre's  cow  picture  was 
never  worth  the  five  thousand  dollars  she  is  said  to  have 
given  for  it.  The  huge  canvas  by  Kahler,  which  represents 
cats  in  every  conceivable  color  and  attitude,  is  not  worth 
much  more  than  the  five  hundred  dollars  which  it  brought 
last  week.  When  Mrs.  Johnson  bought  Munkacsy's  "  Castle 
Garden,"  she  bought  a  name  and  not  a  picture.  It  is  one  of 
his  second-rate  canvases.  Bradford's  "  Winter  in  the 
Arctic  "  is  a  work  by  a  painstaking  artist,  but  if  Mrs  John- 
son gave  five  thousand  dollars  for  it,  she  hardly  got  the 
worth  of  her  money.  So  on  throughout  the  list.  Mrs.  John- 
son was  a  lover  of  art  and  artists,  and  when  she  bought 
pictures,  she  rewarded  the  artist  not  according  to  any  known 
standard  of  value,  but  on  a  scale  which  her  generosity  in- 
spired. It  is  a  little  doubtful  whether  her  gallery  would 
have  realized  much  more  money  if  it  had  been  sold  at  New 
ork. 

Again,  this  is  an  exceedingly  bad  time  to  sell  works  of 
Business  is  improving,  but  the  improvement  is  slight, 


and  people  are  not  convinced  that  it  will  last.  There  are  no 
signs  of  an  advance  in  price  in  the  staple  articles  of  mer- 
chandise. The  profits  of  trade  and  of  professional  life  are 
less  than  they  have  been  for  years.  Hence,  people  are 
curtailing  all  expenses  which  are  susceptible  of  curtailment, 
and  among  these  are  outlays  for  articles  of  luxury  such  as 
works  of  art.  Under  such  circumstances  an  art  auction  is 
hardly  likely  to  attract  a  gathering  which  means  business. 

Again  :  San  Francisco  has  never  been  considered  a  good 
market  for  pictures.  Our  millionaires  have  been  accustomed 
to  visit  London,  Paris,  or  New  York  from  time  to  time  and 
to  pick  up  canvases  by  famous  masters  ;  in  this  way,  a  good 
many  fine  paintings  have  found  their  way  to  this  coast.  But 
there  has  never  been  a  quick  demand  for  pictures  among 
the  general  public,  and  the  millionaires  bought  spasmod- 
ically. Of  the  old  generation  of  millionaires  who  used  to 
come  to  the  succor  of  art,  many  have  died  and  others  have 
gone  away.  Stanford,  Crocker,  Flood,  Parrott,  Hopkins, 
are  dead ;  Huntington,  Mills,  Keane,  Mackay,  live  on  the 
other  side  of  the  continent,  and  if  they  buy  pictures,  they 
buy  them  there. 

It  must  always  be  remembered  that  there  is  no  stable  art 
market  here  as  there  is  at  New  York,  London,  or  Paris. 
In  those  cities  a  painting  has  a  value  which  fluctuates  with 
the  reputation  and  the  viability  of  the  artist,  and  not  with 
the  condition  of  trade.  It  has  been  said  that  there  is  no 
safer  investment  for  money  in  Europe  than  well-chosen 
pictures.  No  matter  how  bad  business  may  be,  buyers  can 
always  be  found  for  paintings  of  established  merit,  if  a 
slight  concession  be  made  by  the  seller.  There  are  always 
people  whose  means  do  not  diminish  with  the  vicissitudes  of 
trade.  There  is  no  such  class  here — at  any  rate,  on  this 
side  of  the  continent.  When  times  are  hard,  Americans 
are  impoverished  in  a  body.  But  in  Europe,  art  connois- 
seurs rejoice  at  financial  crises  which  compel  rich  merchants 
and  manufacturers  to  part  with  their  works  of  art,  because 
they  know  that  when  the  tide  turns  the  price  of  pictures  will 
advance  as  quickly  as  it  felL 

There  is  no  more  lucrative  or  safer  calling  in  Europe  than 
that  of  a  jobber  in  oil-paintings,  provided  the  jobber's  taste 
is  unerring.  He  must  not  only  know  a  fine  work  of  art 
when  he  sees  it,  but  he  must  have  the  foresight  to  discern 
what  kind  of  paintings  the  public  will  want  in  five,  ten, 
fifteen,  or  twenty  years.  If  he  possesses  these  gifts  with  a 
moderate  capital,  he  can  realize  a  handsome  income  with  a 
minimum  of  work.  We  have  seen  in  our  own  day  paintings 
by  noted  French  artists  change  hands  three  or  four  times  in 
a  generation,  each  sale  being  at  an  advance  of  forty  to  fifty 
per  cent,  above  the  last. 

One  of  the  most  successful  of  our  American  artists, 
Albert  Bierstadt,  once  observed  to  a  friend  that  he  never  re- 
lied upon  the  work  of  his  brush  for  an  income.  "  I  am," 
he  said,  "  a  judge  of  paintings  ;  my  taste  is  hardly  ever  at 
fault.  When  I  find  a  really  fine  painting  selling  below  its 
normal  value,  in  consequence  of  the  necessities  of  the  artist 
or  the  failure  of  the  owner,  I  buy  it  and  wait  until  the 
picture-loving  public  are  educated  to  appreciate  its  worth. 
I  hardly  ever  make  a  mistake,  and  it  is  thus  that  I  am  en- 
abled to  live  in  the  style  I  do."  There  is  no  such  thing  as  a 
money  standard  for  works  of  art.  Works  by  Raphael, 
Guido,  Titian,  Murillo,  Velasquez,  Rubens,  Rembrandt, 
Correggio,  Domenichino,  Potter,  Reynolds,  Turner,  Claude 
Lorraine,  Horace  Vernet,  Ge'rome,  are  very  seldom  offered 
for  sale,  and  their  money  value  is  a  mere  conventional  un- 
derstanding among  dealers.  Now  and  then,  a  sale  appears 
to  establish  a  quotation  ;  but  the  quotation  is  as  often  de- 
ceiving as  instructive.  The  Louvre  paid  Marshal  Soult  six 
hundred  thousand  francs  for  Murillo's  "  Conception,"  and 
the  transaction  was  supposed  to  fix  the  value  of  a  first-class 
work  by  the  leading  Spanish  painter.  But  the  sale  was  a 
contrivance  which  covered  up  a  gift  of  money  by  France  to 
the  old  soldier  who  was  in  straitened  circumstances,  and  by 
no  means  meant  that  Murillo's  canvases  were  worth  one 
hundred  and  twenty  thousand  dollars.  So  the  cathedral  at 
Montreal,  the  other  day,  gave  sixty  thousand  dollars  for 
Breton's  "  Communicants."  French  artists  were  astonished 
at  the  price  ;  but  in  fact  the  Montreal  clergy  wanted  the 
picture  badly,  and  bid  against  another  art  fanatic. 

There  has  been  not  a  little  talk  concerning  a  picture 
which  was  knocked  down  at  the  Johnson  sale  as  coming 
from  the  brush  of  Hans  Makart.  It  went  for  $1,250. 
Some  San  Francisco  artists  have  since  declared  that  it  is 
"not  a  Makart."  To  attack  a  picture  is  like  doubting  a 
woman's  virtue.  Such  assertions  are  easy  to  make  and 
hard  to  prove.  But  to  prove  the  contrary  ought  to  be 
easy.  It  is  not  so  many  years  since  the  picture  was 
painted.  It  can  not  have  passed  through  many  hands. 
Its  purchaser  ought  to  look  up  the  pedigree  of  the  picture. 
Makart  is  not  mediaeval. 


The  yearly  begging  letter  from  the  Pope  is  about  to  be 
read    from    every    Roman    Catholic   altar  in    the  land.     It 


differs  only  in  being  rather  more  mendicant  in  its  tone  than 
usual,  and  in  appointing  Satolli  to  receive  the  alms  of  the 
faithful,  instead  of,  as  heretofore,  sending  the  money  direct 
to  Rome.  It  is  probably  believed  at  the  Vatican  that  with 
a  good  hustler  right  on  the  ground  to  work  up  business, 
more  money  can  be  secured. 

The  parish  priests  doubtless  look  with  a  jaundiced  eye 
on  the  vast  stream  of  gold  which,  in  the  shape  of  "  Peter's 
Pence,"  flows  ever  toward  Rome.  The  parish  priests  have 
their  own  churches,  charities,  parochial  schools,  etc.,  to 
raise  money  for.  Their  sympathies  are  largely  local 
rather  than  Roman.  Satolli,  on  the  other  hand,  is  Roman 
before  aught  else.  He  may  be  relied  upon  to  scrape  up  the 
uttermost  nickel  and  ship  it  to  the  Holy  Father  in  Rome. 

The  feelings  of  the  parish  priests  in  this  country  concern- 
ing "  Peter's  Pence  "  are  not  to  be  wondered  at.  In  his 
letter  the  Pope  says  :  "  Your  generosity  will  be  most  accept- 
able and  opportune  just  now,  for  the  needs  increase.  We 
cherish  certain  projects  by  which  we  hope  to  hasten 
the  reunion  of  Christendom."  These  "projects"  to  which 
His  Holiness  refers  are  understood  to  be  the  foundation  of 
seminaries  at  Athens,  Smyrna,  Corfu,  and  various  points  in 
the  Orient.  What  has  the  American  Catholic  to  do  with 
that  ?  Both  priests  and  congregations  here  must  think  of 
all  the  needs  to  be  supplied  in  their  own  country,  and  reflect 
ruefully  on  that  charity  which  begins  at  home.  Archbishop 
Riordan  will  shortly  begin  collecting  money  in  the  diocese 
of  San  Francisco,  which  will  be  sent  to  Rome ;  this  money 
will  then  be  spent  by  the  Vatican  in  maintaining  seminaries 
in  countries  where  the  Greek  Catholic  Church  prevails,  and 
in  endeavoring  to  convert  Greek  Catholics  to  the  views  con- 
cerning the  doctrine  of  the  Filioque  entertained  by  Roman 
Catholics.  Can  Archbishop  Riordan  tell  us  what  interest 
San  Francisco  Catholics  can  possibly  have  in  this  ?  And 
will  he  also  tell  us  what  percentage  of  his  flock  know  what 
the  doctrine  of  the  Filioque  means  ? 

Times  have  been  pretty  hard  in  the  United  States  during 
the  past  two  years.  We  do  not  know  how  they  are  in 
"Athens,  Smyrna,  and  Corfu,"  where  the  Vatican  wants  to 
establish  seminaries.  But  they  are  not  booming  here,  and  a 
great  many  people  are  poor.  We  advise  our  Roman  Cath- 
olic friends  to  keep  their  money  here  instead  of  sending  it 
to  Rome.  If  they  want  to  build  seminaries,  let  them  build 
them  at  Omaha  instead  of  Athens,  Kankakee  instead  of 
Corfu,  San  Francisco  instead  of  Smyrna.  We  devoutly 
hope  that  the  stream  of  "  Peter's  Pence"  which  flows  toward 
the  Vatican  may  be  smaller  this  year  than  it  ever  was  before, 
even  if  the  Vatican  has  sent  over  Satolli  as  a  special  spieler. 

The  St.  Paul  Globe  of  November  8th  has  an  editorial 
paragraph  running  thus  : 

"  Will  the  San  Francisco  Argonaut  now  revise  its  estimate  of  the 
influence  of  the  papers  of  New  York?" 

No,  the  Argonaut  will  not.  The  Globe  doubtless  refers 
to  an  article  appearing  in  this  journal  on  October  22d,  in 
which  we  commented  on  the  curious  fact  that,  although  al- 
most the  entire  press  of  New  York  had  for  years  been  op- 
posed to  David  Bennett  Hill,  it  had  not  perceptibly  injured 
him,  or  prevented  him  from  being  repeatedly  elected 
governor  and  finally  United  States  Senator  from  New  York, 
This,  we  said,  seemed  to  prove  that  the  press  of  New  York 
was  entirely  without  influence,  and  that  the  people  of  New 
York  have  a  contempt  for  the  opinions  of  their  newspapers. 
In  closing,  we  said  : 

"  If  Hill  is  defeated  next  month,  the  press  will  claim  a  victory. 
But  such  a  claim,  in  the  face  of  his  long  line  of  successes,  would  not 
be  an  honest  one.  If  he  is  defeated — and  we  think  he  will  be — it 
will  be  owing  to  a  Republican  tidal-wave  which  will  engulf  him  and 
all  the  rest  of  the  Democratic  ticket  in  New  York." 

This  remark  has  been  borne  out  by  the  results.  The  in- 
sinuation of  the  St.  Paul  Globe  is  that  the  attacks  of  the 
New  York  papers  on  Hill  and  his  Tammany  cohorts,  and 
the  revelations  of  the  Lexow  Committee,  as  daily  reported 
in  the  New  Y'ork  Press,  were  what  defeated  Hill.  But  the 
Globe  is  mistaken.  Neither  he  nor  any  other  Democrat 
could  have  been  elected  this  year  in  the  Empire  State.  Hill 
is  fully  as  good  as  his  party  in  New  York.  He  was  defeated 
not  because  he  was  Hill,  but  because  he  was  a  Democrat. 
There  was  no  Hill  and  no  Lexow  Committee  in  Pennsylvania, 
in  Ohio,  in  Illinois,  in  Indiana,  in  West  Virginia,  or  in 
Missouri.  Yet  the  defeat  of  the  Democrats  was  even  more 
sweeping  in  the  West  than  in  New  York. 

We  might  further  point  out  to  the  Globe  that  nearly  all  the 
papers  in  New  York  city  are  in  favor  of  the  free-trade  follies 
of  the  Democratic  Congress  ;  that  there  are  practically  only 
two  leading  papers  in  favor  of  protection  there,  the  Tribune 
and  the  Press ;  that  millions  of  copies  of  free-trade  papers 
are  circulated  in  New  York  where  there  are  thousands  for 
protection.      Yet  New  York  has  voted  against  free  trade. 

No,  the  Argonaut  will  not  "revise  its  estimate  of  the  in- 
fluence of  the  papers  of  New  York,"  or  of  anywhere  else. 
The  Democracy  was  not  defeated  by  the  press,  but  by  the 
people. 


THE         ARGONAUT. 


November  19,  1894. 


THE    SPIRIT   OF    THE    CAVE-HOUSES. 

An  Ethnologist's  Story  of  a  Strange  Adventure  in  New  Mexico. 

"  No,  senor,  I  will  not  go  with  you,  neither  will  my  people 
go  with  you.  It  is  not  good  to  go  to  the  rock-houses. 
Spirits  have  their  walking-place  there — spirits  of  white  men. 
The  ghosts  of  our  own  people  are  not  good,  but  the  spirits 
of  white  men  are  devils." 

That  was  the  encouragement  I  received  on  setting  out  for 
my  first  summer's  ethnological  work  among  the  cliff-dwell- 
ings of  New  Mexico.  It  was  the  old  headman  of  the 
pueblo,  Ziacoto,  who  refused  in  this  stately  way  to  lend  me 
any  guides  for  the  trip,  and  when  he  saw  I  was  determined 
to  go  anyhow,  dismissed  me  with  the  cheerful  warning  ; 
"  When  you  are  dead,  let  not  your  mother's  spirit  reproach 
me!" 

I  tried  to  find  out  how  long  the  cliff-dwellings  were  sup- 
posed to  have  been  haunted,  but  the  old  fellow  was  uncom- 
municative. "How  can  I  toll?"  he  answered.  "Spirits 
live  long.  It  is  most  likely  they  have  been  there  many 
years.  I  myself  have  not  seen  them,  but  it  is  said  that 
always  evil  spirits  dwelt  in  the  rock-houses,  and  within  a 
year  they  have  walked.  My  people  have  seen  them  and 
died.     It  is  not  good  to  go  there." 

Of  course  I  did  not  care  anything  for  old  Yellow  Jacket's 
"hosts.  I  had  heard  often  of  the  lost  silver-mine  of  the 
Tewan,  and  I  supposed  that  this  was  one  of  the  ways  the 
Indians  tried  of  keeping  strangers  out  of  the  mountains, 
and  probably  had  told  the  same  thing  so  often,  they  had 
come  to  believe  it  themselves.  But  we  set  out  for  the  cave- 
dwellings,  nevertheless,  with  an  outfit  of  six,  though  none 
but  the  packers  knew  anything  at  all  about  the  location  of 
the  dwellings,  and  they  only  by  hearsay. 

It  was  said  that  this  set  of  cave-houses  had  never  been 
visited  by  white  men,  and  by  the  time  we  got  to  them,  I  was 
well  inclined  to  believe  it.  They  were  two  days'  travel  up 
the  main  canon  of  the  Santa  Cruz  into  the  very  heart  of  the 
mountains,  and  then  another  full  day's  crawl  up  through  a 
Httle  black  box-canon,  narrow  as  a  knife-blade  and  dark  as 
a  squaw's  pocket,  with  only  a  thin  blue  line  overhead  where 
the  sky  came,  and  where  you  could  almost  see  the  stars  in 
day-time. 

Once  out  of  the  canon,  with  the  roar  of  the  stream  below 
still  in  our  ears,  we  found  ourselves  almost  in  the  middle  of 
a  big  saucer-shaped  mesa,  surrounded  on  three  sides  with 
mountains,  and  dropping  off  sheer  on  the  other  to  the  valley 
of  the  Rio  Grande.  A  good-sized  mountain-torrent,  swelled 
with  the  melting  of  the  snows,  cut  across  the  plain  and 
dropped  into  the  crack  in  the  earth  out  of  which  we  had 
just  crawled,  and  five  miles  away,  cutting  diagonally  across 
the  mesa,  was  a  thick  pine  forest,  and  rising  out  of  the 
centre  of  that,  pink  in  the  light  of  the  sunset,  and  all  the 
more  vivid  against  the  green  of  the  forest  beneath  it,  rose 
the  long,  straight  wall  of  the  cliff  where  we  knew  we  should 
find  the  cave- dwellings. 

And,    sure   enough,    next    morning   when  we  trotted   up 
through  the  cool  green  of  the  pine  woods,  fresh  with  the 
smell  of  the  dew  still  on  it,  there  were  the  caves,  hundreds 
and  hundreds  of  them,  carved  out  of  the  soft  tufa  cliff  that,  ! 
on  close  inspection,  was  yellow  instead  of  pink.     The  top  of 
the  cliff  was  eighty  or  a  hundred  feet  high,  a  sheer  outcrop  ! 
of  volcanic  ash  and  pumice.     But  the  straight  wall  in  which  I 
the  caves  were  cut  was  only  the  upper  forty  or  fifty  feet  of  I 
it,  the  base  being  buried  in  a  broken  mass  of  talus,  sloping  l 
down  at  an  angle  of  forty  degrees  to  the  river  that  swept  \ 
down  along  the  foot  of  the  slope  like  a  mill-race. 

We    put    in    a    good    day's   work   at    the    rock-houses,  ' 
which    did    not    look    as    though    they    had    ever    been 
touched   by  a  white  man.     Casey  ran  a  base  line  for  his  | 
survey,  and  nearly  dropped  his  rodrnan  off  the  cliff  doing  it, 
for  it  was  terribly  steep  in  places. 

By  night  there  had  come  up  a  regular  mountain  thunder- 
storm, and  for  our  own  convenience  we  had  moved  into  one 
of  the  rock-houses  and  stabled  the  mules  in  another.  It 
was  as  comfortable  a  camp  as  one  could  want  in  a  storm,  no 
possibility  of  the  rain  getting  to  us,  while,  perched  as  we 
were  high  up  the  cliff,  the  prospect  out  over  the  level  top  of 
the  great  pine  forest  was  magnificent — the  black  and  gray 
masses  of  clouds  rolling  down  over  the  green  of  the  woods, 
and  the  river  far  down  below  us  plunging  over  the  rocks 
and  spouting  up  in  white  spray  around  the  bend  of  the 
cliff. 

The  wind  howled  and  the  rain  came  down  straight  and  thick 
as  telegraph-wire,  breaking  into  mist  where  it  hit  the  rocks 
and  pitting  the  swift-moving  current  of  the  midstream. 
The  thunder  kept  on  booming  like  mountain  batteries  in  the 
hills  behind  us,  and  rolled  and  rattled  like  the  crash  of 
avalanches  down  the  slope.  Night  had  fallen,  and  the  only 
light  outside  was  the  lightning,  that  lit  up  the  top  of  the 
forest  and  the  mountains  beyond  with  a  pale,  slaty  light, 
and  turned  the  round  doorway  of  the  cave  into  the  mouth  of 
a  great  camera  obscura. 

But  we  were  dry  and  comfortable.  The  fire  threw  up 
big,  fanciful  silhouettes  of  the  party  on  the  walls,  while  the 
smell  of  the  frying  bacon  set  the  coyotes  to  howling  mourn- 
fully outside,  as  though  Fray  Antonio  and  the  hell-hounds 
were  out  for  a  midnight  foray  sure  enough.  We.  did  not 
mind  the  storm — rather  enjoyed  it,  in  fact — ate,  smoked,  and 
told  stories,  and  finally,  when  the  conversation  had  flagged, 
old  Salts,  one  of  the  packers,  turned  to  the  other,  a 
younger  man,  with  the  remark  :  "  Say,  Rich,  this  must  be 
pretty  clnse  to  the  place  where  you  and  Corelli  had  your 
walk  around  with  the  Navajos  last  spring — ain't  it?" 

It  was  a  good  draw  for  a  story,  but  Rich  only  growled 
something  about  it  being  "too  damned  close,"  and  then 
curled  down  on  his  blankets  again  and  looked  uncomfortable. 
Salts  tried  to  draw  him  a  little  further,  but  seeing  he  would 
not  talk  and  as  the  boys  wanted  the  story,  himself  told  of 
ho*v  Rich,  the  past  spring,  had  come  near  getting  picked  off 
by  a  roving  party  of  Navajos.  Rich  was  in  the  cavalry  at 
Win  gate  at  the  time,  and  was  -lose  chums  with  Lon  Corelli, 


a  young  half-breed,  the  two  being  like  brothers,  except  that 
they  were  in  love  with  the  same  girl  down  in  El  Paso.  The 
two  had  been  sent  down  to  Archuletta  on  courier  duty  by 
themselves,  though  old  Colonel  Douglass  knew  the  Indians 
were  restless,  and  Rich  came  back  alone,  nearly  dead,  and 
looking  like  a  ghost,  to  tell  how,  on  the  way  back  to  the  fort, 
they  had  had  a  two  day's  chase  with  a  war-party,  and  how 
Lon  had  been  shot  out  of  his  saddle  near  the  top  of  the 
Archuletta  Pass,  and  Rich  himself  had  only  got  back  after 
having  his  horse  killed  and  wandering  for  two  days  in  the 
hills  without  anything  to  eat.  A  searching  party  had  been 
sent  out  after  the  body  when  the  Indians  had  been  rounded 
up  ;  but  though  they  searched  the  Rio  Chico  from  the  spot 
where  Rich  had  seen  the  body  go  tumbling  down  the  cliff 
into  the  river  down  stream  nearly  to  where  the  stream  came 
out  by  the  cave-cliffs,  they  could  find  no  trace  of  it  This 
experience  soured  Rich  on  the  service,  and  when  his  time 
was  out,  he  did  not  reenlist,  but  married  the  girl  he  and 
Corelli  had  been  jointly  in  love  with  and  joined  our  outfit  as 
a  packer. 

The  storm  got  worse  instead  of  better,  but  that  did  not 
trouble  us,  and  the  boys  finally  rolled  up  in  their  blankets. 
Rich,  who  was  evidently  uncomfortably  stirred  up  by  the 
recollection  of  Salt's  story,  but  who  had  not  said  a  word  the 
whole  time,  got  up  and  spread  his  blankets  on  the  far  side 
of  the  fire  from  the  door,  and,  though  it  was  really  not  cold, 
wrapped  himself  up,  head  and  ears,  and  lay  there  like  a  log. 
The  other  fellows  were  smoking  cigarettes,  Mexican-fashion, 
inside  their  blankets  ;  but  gradually  the  puffs  of  smoke  died 
down  and  the  fire  flickered  and  waned. 

I  must  have  been  asleep,  for  I  had  a  sort  of  half  night- 
mare sensation  of  there  being  some  one  beside  ourselves  in 
the  cave.  There  seemed  to  be  a  cold,  damp  draught  directly 
off  the  water,  and  the  embers  of  the  fire  shone  a  pale-blue, 
phosphorescent  tint.  There  was  not  light  enough  for  shadows, 
but  I  was  dimly  conscious  that  something,  not  some  one, 
was  moving  and  searching  among  us  for  something  that  it 
could  not  find.  I  felt  all  the  weak  helplessness  of  night- 
mare and  the  same  oppressive  terror  of  something  that  was 
going  on  within  my  presence,  but  beyond  my  power  to  con- 
trol. I  could  feel  the  skin  draw  tight  around  my  forehead, 
and  there  was  that  pricking  sensation  about  the  scalp,  a 
lifting  of  the  hair,  that  legacy  of  some  far-off  savage  ances- 
tor when  man  had  more  traits  in  common  with  the  brutes. 
I  could  no  more  move  than  if  a  great  weight  had  been  on 
my  chest,  and  there  was  a  rumbling  sound  as  of  water  in 
my  ears. 

Then,  with  a  feeling  of  indefinable  horror,  I  saw  the 
blankets  about  Rich  begin  to  unroll,  not  as  though  he  were 
throwing  them  off,  but  with  a  creeping,  amceboidal  motion, 
as  though  endowed  with  a  life  of  their  own.  Then  Rich 
himself  began  to  rise,  a  sort  of  mechanical  motion  like  a 
figure  coming  up  through  the  trap  of  a  theatre.  The  pale 
light  of  the  embers  threw  his  face  into  ghastly  lines  and 
wrinkles,  and  on  it  there  was  stamped  the  same  dumb  terror 
that  I  could  feel  upon  my  own. 

And  still  there  persisted  that  feeling  of  another  presence 
in  the  cave,  though  there  was  nothing  definite  in  the  moving 
shadows.  On  Rich's  face  there  was  a  look  of  piteous  ap- 
peal, as  he  seemed  to  be  dragged  to  his  feet  and  drawn, 
mutely  resisting,  across  the  cave  toward  the  door.  I  felt 
that  he  was  being  drawn  to  his  death,  as  though  some  hor- 
rible fate  awaited  him  on  the  threshold,  but  for  the  life  of 
me  I  could  not  move  a  finger  to  save  him,  and  the  other 
sleeping  figures  lay  still  as  death,  all  unmindful  of  what  was 
going  on. 

The  wind  howled  and  the  thunder  boomed  down  the  hol- 
lows of  the  cliff,  and  still  Rich  was  dragged  slowly,  resisting 
but  scarcely  struggling,  toward  the  door.  The  lightning 
flashes  lit  up  his  agonized  face  like  that  of  a  prisoner  on  the 
rack,  and  his  shadow  writhed  in  the  bright  flashes  against 
the  wall.  I  could  almost  have  sworn  there  were  two  shad- 
ows, but  the  dumb  helplessness  of  half-sleep  confused  me. 
There  was  something  unreal  and  unnatural  in  it  all,  and  yet, 
back  of  the  terror  of  the  moment,  there  seemed  to  hang  a 
deeper  horror  of  some  tragedy  that  I  could  feel  but  could 
not  understand. 

It  was  a  second  "  Damnation  of  Faust,"  and  I  a  helpless 
spectator  on  the  edge  of  the  Brocken,  gazing  in  fascinated 
terror  at  the  abyss  into  which  at  any  moment  I  might  myself 
be  drawn.  But  it  could  not  last.  The  strain  was  too  in- 
tense. The  shrinking  figure  reached  the  doorway,  and  I 
was  almost  prepared  to  see  him  struck  down  by  an  avenging 
blast  of  lightning,  like  the  terrific  stage  effect  in  some  great 
tragedy.  But  instead  of  that  the  lightning,  which  though 
fitful  had  been  almost  unceasing,  died  out  into  silent  black- 
ness. Only  in  the  centre  of  the  cave  the  blue  light  of  the 
embers  seemed  to  float,  like  a  death-fire  over  an  open  grave, 
but  gave  neither  light  nor  shadows.  I  lost  sight  of  Rich, 
there  was  the  sound  of  a  struggle  in  the  darkness,  and  then 
there  broke  out  an  agonized  yell  of  pure  animal  terror. 

The  spell  was  broken.  The  half-light  of  the  fire — red, 
warm,  and  grateful — filled  the  cave  again.  The  boys  started 
from  their  blankets,  guns  in  hand,  and  I  found  myself  bend- 
ing over  Rich,  who  was  lying  insensible  in  the  doorway.  1 
was  dripping  with  cold  sweat,  and  he  was  white  and  cold  as 
a  corpse,  with  the  blood  running  from  a  big  cut  in  his  fore- 
head, where  he  had  fallen  against  the  rock  doorway. 

The  storm  had  passed  over  and  the  thunder  was  growling 
off  on  the  far  side  of  the  Rio  Grande,  while  the  rocks  out- 
side were  still  wet  and  dripping  with  the  rain.  But  the  moon 
was  breaking  through  the  clouds  and  the  air  smelled  fresh  and 
cool.  The  boys  wanted  to  know  what  was  the  matter,  but  I 
hardly  knew  whether  my  part  in  the  uncanny  scene  had  been 
more  than  a  dream,  so  I  told  them  I  did  not  know,  except 
that  I  had  had  the  nightmare  and  Rich  seemed  to  have  been 
walking  in  his  sleep.  But  he  seemed  to  be  pretty  well  used 
up  by  his  fall,  and  it  took  a  liberal  drenching  with  water  and 
allopathic  doses  of  whisky  to  put  any  life  into  him. 

The  next  morning  he  was  half  delirious,  with  a  high 
fever,  and  had  to  be  left  in  the  cliff-house  while  the  rest  of 
the  party  went  out  to  work.  Howard  was  something  of  a 
doctor    and    did    the   best    he    could    for   him  ;    and    when 


night  came  and  the  boys  had  got  supper,  Rich  ate  a  little 
something  and  dropped  off  to  sleep.  I  had  gone  to  sleep, 
too,  glad  enough  that  his  case  had  turned  out  no  worse 
than  it  was,  for  there  had  been  something  truly  awful  in 
the  way  his  illness  "had  come  about.  I  had  not  spoken  to  any 
one  but  Ned  Howard  about  the  true  story'  of  our  joint 
nightmare  experience,  and  he  had  only  said  "Humph!" 
and  let  the  matter  drop. 

It  must  have  been  past  midnight  when  I  was  waked  by 
the  sound  of  shots  outside,  and  old  Salts  shook  me,  saying  : 
"  For  God's  sake,  Cap,  get  up  !  Rich's  loose,  and  he's 
gone  plumb  locoed ! "  I  rolled  out  of  my  blankets  and 
started  for  the  door,  but  the  old  packer  held  me  back. 
"  Look  out,"  he  whispered  ;  "he's  crazy  as  a  loon,  and  he's 
shooting  up  the  rock-houses." 

As  I  looked  out  another  shot  sounded  ;  and,  peering  from 
the  shelter  of  the  doorway,  I  saw  Rich  about  twenty-five 
yards  away,  crouching  in  an  angle  of  the  cliff  with  a  pair 
of  revolvers  in  his  hands,  apparently  trying  to  keep  off 
some  invisible  assailant  who  was  hovering  in  front  of  him. 
He  was  yelling  some  warning  at  the  top  of  his  voice,  and 
now  and  then  letting  fly  a  shot. 

It  was  a  terribly  nerve-trying  sight,  the  half-dressed  mad- 
man there  in  the  moonlight,  battling  with  his  invisible  foes. 
It  was  so  sudden,  too.  And  then  there  recurred  to  me  the  scene 
in  the  cave  the  night  before — the  agonized  look  of  terror  on 
the  young  fellow's  face  that  till  that  moment  I  had  more  than 
half  believed  was  a  figment  of  my  own  imagination.  The 
madness  was,  then,  not  so  sudden,  but  had  been  coming  on 
all  that  time,  perhaps  aggravated  by  the  ghastly  stories  told 
the  night  before  about  the  fire. 

The  thought  had  hardly  flashed  across  my  mind,  when  he 
emptied  the  last  shot  from  his  pistols.  He  snapped  them 
once  or  twice,  hesitated,  and  then,  like  a  man  driven  des- 
perately to  bay,  threw  them  at  something  in  front  of  him, 
and,  dodging  as  though  from  some  terrible  pursuer,  came 
racing  up  the  cliff  like  a  hunted  jack-rabbit.  It  was  a  hor- 
rible, broken  path,  strewn  with  bowlders.  On  the  one  hand 
rose  the  straight  wall  of  the  cliff,  and  on  the  other  was  the 
broken  slope  of  the  talus  running  down  fifty  feet  to  the 
water  below.  A  slip  on  the  edge  would  mean  death.  We 
yelled  to  the  fugitive,  but  he  did  not  heed  us,  and  bounded 
along  from  bowlder  to  bowlder  on  the  very  edge  of  the 
cliff,  sometimes  looking  back  and  shaking  his  fist,  and  again 
gathering  himself  for  a  spring,  like  a  mountain  sheep,  and 
skimming  along  at  racing  speed  where  it  would  be  hard  to 
walk  even  in  day-time. 

He  passed  us  like  a  flash  and  was  gone  along  the  terrace, 
yelling  like  a  madman,  now  plainly  visible  in  the  bright 
patches  of  moonlight  and  again  lost  in  the  shadows.  We 
followed  in  hope  of  bringing  him  back,  but  it  was  like 
chasing  a  night-hawk.  The  other  boys  were  also  out  and 
joined  in  the  chase. 

"Did  you  see  it,  Cap?"  panted  old   Salts,  as  we  raced* 
along  the  ledge,  with  the  wild  figure  of  Rich  dancing  ahead 
of  us. 

"  See  what  ?  "  I  snapped  angrily,  for  I  guessed  what  he 
meant,  but  did  not  want  to  own  it. 

"  The  other  thing,  the — by  God,  Cap,  I  can  see  it  now  ; 
it's  follerin'  him." 

But  just  then  the  runner  stopped  and  threw  up  his  hands. 
The  cliff  bent  at  a  sharp  angle  and  ran  straight  across  his 
path.  He  was  a  hundred  yards  away,  but  we  could  see  him 
double  and  turn  this  way  and  that,  seeking  a  place  of  escape, 
springing  up  and  clutching  the  smooth  face  of  the  cliff,  like 
a  rat  in  a  water-bucket,  trying  every  direction  but  the  open 
path  behind  him  that  seemed  to  be  blocked  by  some  horrible, 
but,  to  us,  invisible  shape.  And  then,  to  our  horror,  he  faced 
toward  us,  and,  with  his  back  to  the  cliff,  fighting  desperately 
with  his  hands  at  something  in  front  of  him,  he  began  to 
edge  out  along  a  narrow  ledge  that  ran  out  and  overhung  the 
water. 

We  yelled  to  him  with  all  our  strength  and  redoubled  our 
speed,  but  he  did  not  seem  to  hear,  and  fighting  frantically 
at  some  Thing  that  seemed  to  be  grappling  at  his  throat,  he 
staggered  back  step  by  step  toward  the  edge,  and  then, 
borne  down  as  though  by  some  powerful  antagonist,  he  sank 
to  his  knees  on  the  very-  edge  of  the  rock,  swayed,  and,  with 
a  wild  scream,  toppled  over  backward,  clutching  at  the  air, 
turning  and  writhing  in  his  fall,  over  and  over  and  down, 
striking  a  projecting  ledge  and  bounding  off  into  deep  water 
with  a  seething  ruck  of  bubbles  and  foam  that  swept  down 
and  was  lost  in  the  current. 

We  picked  our  way  down  the  talus  to  the  water  in  the 
faint  hope  of  recovering  the  body.  Salts  peered  out  around 
the  corner  of  the  cliff,  stepping  on  what  seemed  to  be  a  log, 
but  it  gave  way  under  his  foot,  and  he  drew  back  with  an 
oath.  There  in  the  still  water  formed  by  the  eddy,  bobbing 
up  and  down  where  his  foot  had  set  it  in  motion,  was  a 
bloated  corpse,  months  old,  caught  in  the  tangle  of  bushes 
growing  in  the  slack  water.  It  had  apparently  been  kept 
only  by  the  ice-cold  water.  The  face  was  horrible  and  be- 
yond recognition  even  in  the  bright  moonlight,  while  the 
very  clothes  looked  bleached  and  wan  from  their  long  im- 
mersion. It  was  a  soldier,  for  it  wore  the  long,  blue  over- 
coat and  cavalry  boots,  but  when  we  tried  to  lift  it,  the  cloth 
came  away  in  handfuls  like  wet  blotting-paper.  Salts  turned 
it  over  with  a  stick,  and  as  the  long,  black,  matted  hair  came 
into  view,  and  in  the  ear  a  liny  gold  ear-ring,  he  exclaimed  : 
"Lon  Corelli !     He's  floated  down  stream  here  and  lodged." 

"But  what's  he  doing  here?"  I  exclaimed,  half  resent- 
fully, as  though  the  presence  of  the  corpse  had  something  to 
do  with  the  horrible  scene  we  had  just  been  witnessing. 

Salts  said  nothing,  but  worked  his  stick  as  a  lever,  and 
the  thing  in  the  water  rolled  over  sluggishly,  bringing  the 
broad  back  to  view,  and  there,  sticking  behind  the  shoulder- 
blade,  was  a  silver-mounted  dirk. 

The  old  packer  stooped  and  drew  it  out  and  turned  it 
over  in  the  bright  moonlight.  Then  he  pointed  to  some 
lettering  on  the  handle  and  jerked  his  head  toward  the 
middle  of  the  river. 

"  It's  his  knife,"  said  he.  John    W.    MiTCHBLL. 

San  Francisco,  November,  i  Sy.j. 


November  ig,  1894. 


THE 


A  RG  ON  AUT. 


A    SOUTHERN    GIRL    IN    ENGLAND. 

Our  Correspondent  goes  to  a  Tea  "to  Meet  an  American  Lady" — 

She    was    a    Southerner,    but  the    Britons    Called 

her  a  Yankee — A  3it  of  Repartee. 


The  subject  of  the  American  abroad,  and  especially  as  he 
is  in  England,  has  come  up  again  in  Mr.  Bayard's  recent 
speech  at  Wilmington,  Del.  So  important  have  its  utter- 
ances been  regarded  here  in  England  that  the  leading  Lon- 
don papers  reproduced  a  cabled  verbatim  report  of  that 
portion  of  the  speech  which  dealt  with  England  from  Mr. 
Bayard's  point  of  view.  Before  settling  down  to  a  whole- 
sale laudation  of  everything  English,  Mr.  Bayard  makes  this 
astounding  statement : 

"  Everywhere  (in  England)  I  found  that  the  name  of  an  American 
was  received  with  honor  and  with  favor  such  as  I  simply  believe 
would  have  been  extended  to  no  other  people  than  ourselves.  From 
the  beneficent,  benign,  and  venerable  lady  whose  virtues  so  illustrate 
her  happy  reign  over  a  contented  people,  to  the  officials  and  down  to 
the  very  heart  of  the  people,  I  found  nothing  but  friendly  hands,  kind 
words,  and  offers  of  good  service." 

How  very  nice.  I  am  afraid  he  is  but  another  victim  of 
the  English  friendship  delusion.  However,  it  is  not  alto- 
gether to  be  wondered  at.  Like  his  illustrious  predecessors, 
from  Reverdy  Johnson  down  through  Motley  and  Pierpont 
to  Lowell  and  Phelps,  he  sees  England  as  an  American,  but 
through  the  complimentary  spectacles  of  an  embassador. 
Of  course  he  is  treated  with  honor  and  favor,  and  has 
nothing  but  friendly  hands  extended  to  him.  Yet  it  is  all 
formal,  every  bit  of  it.  He  should  travel  about  a  bit  as  a 
plain  American,  and  get  some  genuine  experiences  before  he 
airs  his  opinions  at  home. 

Now,  .curiously  enough,  the  very  day  before  Mr.  Bayard 
made  this  wonderful  speech  to  the  people  of  Wilmington, 
Del.,  I  was  invited  out  to  tea  "to  meet  an  American  lady." 
The  giver  of  the  invitation  had  previously  informed  me 
(and,  indeed,  had  gone  about  telling  it  right  and  left  to 
whomsoever  she  met)  that  this  same  American  lady  took 
five  hours  to  "  do  her  hair "  every  day,  and  whenever  you 
met  her  she  apologized  for  her  dress,  though  attired  in 
the  most  magnificent  and  elaborate  fashion.  When  she 
mentioned  her  name — and  it  was  that  of  one  of  the  two 
embassadors  from  the  South  who  brought  about  the  Trent 
affair — I  knew  that  the  American  lady  in  question  must  be 
a  lady  in  every  respect,  and  I  respectfully  informed  my 
English  friend  of  the  fact,  recalling  the  event  which,  thirty- 
odd  years  ago,  had  made  the  American  lady's  name  famous 
and  nearly  involved  England  in  a  war  with  the  United 
States.  But  she  looked  blank  at  me.  She  had  never  heard 
of  the  Trent  affair,  or  of  the  two  illustrious  Southern  gentle- 
men who  were  connected  with  it.  She  had  never  heard  of 
Admiral  Wilkes,  either.  She  was  a  woman  considerably 
over  sixty,  but  I  excused  her  ignorance  on  the  score  of  a 
natural  feminine  wish  not  to  appear  cognizant  of  events 
more  than  fifteen  or  twenty  years  old.  I  know  two  other 
old  ladies  who  know  nothing  about  the  Crimean  War,  ex- 
cept what  they  read  nowadays.  They  have  no  recollections 
about  it,  being,  of  course,  too  young  at  the  time.  However, 
it  could  not  have  been  all  a  wish  to  be  thought  young  on 
the  part  of  my  lady  friend,  for  I  have  not  yet  found  an 
English  lady  or  gentleman  who  knows  what  the  Trent 
affair  means.  People  who  love  America  so  much  ought  to 
know  something  about  one  of  the  nearest  escapes  in  modern 
times  from  a  war  between  America  and  England. 

Well,  I  went  to  tea  and  saw  this  American  lady,  who  had 
evidently  been  invited  as  a  sort  of  show.  I  can  only  say 
that  I  wish  there  were  more  English  girls  who  took  five 
hours  to  "  do  "  their  hair,  if  they  could  make  themselves  look 
as  nice  as  this  American  cousin.  As  for  her  dress,  it  was  in 
perfect  taste,  and  had  nothing  masculine  about  it.  The  ex- 
quisite femininity  of  the  young  lady  must  have  struck  all  un- 
prejudiced beholders  beside  the  gruff,  angular  manners  of 
the  English  girls  present,  who  were  doubtless  secretly  quiz- 
zing the  Southern  girl  behind  their  veneering  of  civil  replies 
of  forced  interest  in  whatever  she  said.  She  spoke  with  a 
Southern  accent,  too.  But  that  was  lost  to  the  acute  ears  of 
the  English  people  who  heard  her,  and  who  classed  her 
among  themselves  as  the  "  Yankee  girl"  Yes,  from  the 
delicate,  soft,  fragile  pink  and  white  of  her  complexion,  from 
the  dainty  gloved  hands  to  the  tips  of  her  small,  thin-soled 
boots,  she  was  feminine.  Her  voice,  too,  was  soft  and 
shrinking.  But,  alas  !  She  was  casting  her  pearls  before 
swine. 

There  was  one  American  gentleman  present,  a  long-time 
resident  of  England,  and  not  unknown  to  literature.  He 
saw  with  the  same  eyes  and  heard  with  the  same  ears  as 
myself,  and  I  could  not  help  catching  his  eye  now  and  then 
when  something  was  said  indirectly  uncomplimentary  to 
America.  This  is  peculiarly  a  popular  amusement  in  En- 
glish society — indirection.  Well,  when  the  American  young 
lady  stood  up  to  go  with  her  chaperon,  she  said  to  the 
American  gentleman,  "  I'm  much  pleased  to  have  met  you," 
as  she  shook  hands  with  him.  Doubtless  she  felt  a  pang  of 
sisterly  sympathy  which  she  did  not  find  among  the  "kind 
words  and  friendly  hands  "  of  the  others. 

She  was  hardly  outside  the  door  in  the  hall  when  a  young 
clergyman,  thinking  the  coast  clear,  said,  in  a  pitying,  com- 
passionate voice  : 

"  So  very  American  !  " 

The  American  gentleman  found  this  the  last  straw. 
"What   would  you  have,    sir?"   he   asked.      "Did    you 
expect  her  to  drop  her  h's?"  COCKAIGNE. 

London,  October  27,  1894. 


Trade-union  impudence  has  reached  its  climax  in  Aus- 
tralia, where  the  leaders  have  protested  against  the  admis- 
sion of  non-union  men  to  the  public  and  charitable  hospitals. 

Our  new  United  States  magazine  rifle  is  said  by  London 
Engineering  "  to  possess  all  the  requisites  now  universally 
admitted  to  be  necessary  to  a  perfect  magazine  gun." 


INDIVIDUALITIES. 


Lord  Lome,  the  least  important  of  the  queen's  sons-in- 
law,  is  making  his  way  as  a  regular  writer  for  London 
journals,  good  local  government  being  one  of  his  special- 
ties. 

Though  the  German  emperor  employs  Berlin  tailors,  he 
j  believes  in  giving  provincials  employment,  also.  In  every 
I  good-sized  town,  there  is  a  court  tailor,  who  occasionally  has 
I  the  honor  of  supplying  the  emperor  with  a  uniform. 

Jean  de  Reszke,  the  famous   singer,  who  has  just  arrived 

1  in  New  York,  won  the  Czar's  prize  of  ten  thousand  roubles 

for  the  best  stud-farm  in  Poland.     He    is  an   enthusiastic 

!  breeder  of  race-horses,  and  has  forty-five,  mostly  from  En- 

1  glish  stock,  in  his  stable  near  Warsaw. 

There  is  a  pretty  story  in  the  Yaux  family  in  regard  to 
i  the   late    Richard    Yaux's    gallantries    at    the    Court  of  St. 

James,  when  he  danced  with  the  young  and  yet  unmarried 
;  Queen    Victoria.     The   family   was    of   Quaker   faith,  and, 

according  to  the  story,  when  the  news   came  abroad  of  the 

favor  the  young  man  found  with  the  queen,  his  mother  spoke 
\  of  his  attentions  to  the  royal  lady,  and  then  added  :   "  But  I 

hope  Richard  will  not  marry  out  of  meeting." 

Rear-Admiral  Hastings  Markham,  the  Arctic  explorer, 
and  second  in  command  to  Sir  George  Tyron  when  the 
latter,  with  three  hundred  others,  was  lost  in  the  Victoria, 
was  recendy  married  in  London.  The  wedding-cake 
was  decorated  with  a  model  of  the  Alert,  which  he  com- 
manded in  the  North  Pole  expedition  of  1875-76,  when 
he  reached  83  deg.  2  min.  26  sec,  the  highest  northern  lati- 
tude attained  by  an  Englishman,  and  only  surpassed  by 
Brainard  and  Lockwood,  of  Greely's  expedition. 

The  statue  of  Dr.  J.  Marion  Sims  just  unveiled  in  New- 
York,  and  said  to  be  the  first  statue  ever  erected  in  honor  of 
a  physician,  was  built  entirely  by  one-dollar  subscriptions 
from  friends,  patients,  and  admirers.  The  fact  that  Dr. 
Sims  was  the  founder  of  the  Woman's  Hospital  in  New 
York  is  noted  on  the  pedestal  of  the  statue,  and  his  services 
in  behalf  of  women  were  dwelt  upon  in  Dr.  Shrady's  speech 
at  the  ceremony  of  dedication.  The  statue  is  of  bronze, 
heroic  height,  and  was  unveiled  by  Marion  Sims  Wyeth,  the 
five-year-old  grandson  of  Dr.  Sims. 

The  Duke  of  Westminster  being  well  known  to  be  the 
wealthiest  man  in  England,  there  has  been  much  curiosity 
as  to  the  sum  he  would  settle  on  his  daughter,  Lady 
Margaret  Grosvenor,  on  the  occasion  of  her  marriage  to 
Prince  Adolphus  of  Teck,  brother  of  the  future  Queen  of 
England.  Since  the  queen  gave  her  formal  consent  to  the 
match,  three  weeks  ago,  it  has  leaked  out  that  Lady 
Margaret's  dot  will  be  $1,500,000 — one-half  to  be  paid  upon 
her  marriage  and  the  other  half  at  the  Duke  of  West- 
minster's death.  This  is  really  quite  a  handsome  settle- 
ment, for  the  duke  has  a  large  family  of  daughters,  and  he 
has  to  provide  for  them  all  out  of  his  savings,  for  the 
estates  are  strictly  entailed. 

James  G.  Blaine,  Jr.,  has  had  rows  in  half  a  dozen  differ- 
ent cities,  has  passed  through  a  sensational  divorce  suit,  and 
has  crowded  as  much  experience  into  his  twenty-eight  or 
thirty  years  of  life  as  most  men  who  have  passed  consider- 
ably beyond  his  age.  His  appearance  on  the  foot-ball  field 
as  a  player,  along  with  ten  other  students  at  the  University 
of  Virginia,  seems  somewhat  odd.  During  the  early  part  of 
the  season,  he  w^as  put  out  of  two  games  for  brutality  and 
slugging.  Young  Blaine  has  developed  in  a  remarkable 
way,  physically,  and  from  the  puny,  cigarette-smoking  youth 
of  ten  years  ago,  has  become  broad,  fat,  and  of  powerful 
build.  Mr.  Blaine  is  taking  a  law  course,  but  foot-ball  is 
the  absorbing  interest  of  his  life  at  the  present  moment. 

A  small  boy,  with  no  particular  education,  who  can  in- 
crease his  income  by  $12,000  in  a  single  year,  may  claim  to 
be  an  exception  to  the  general  run  of  small  boys.  This  is 
what  Jockey  Griffin  has  done  this  year.  Last  year,  Mr. 
Gideon  engaged  him  at  a  salary  of  $4,000  for  a  year's  rid- 
ing. Griffin  gained  remarkable  prominence  among  the 
jockeys,  and  this  season  Mr.  Lorillard  offered  him  $15,000 
to  nde  for  his  stable.  He  was  reengaged  by  Gideon  & 
Daly  for  $16,000  for  the  coming  season,  an  increase  of  ex- 
actly $12,000  over  his  salary  for  the  past  season.  He  is 
permitted  to  ride  for  other  owners  when  his  services  are  not 
demanded  by  the  man  to  whom  he  is  under  contract.  The 
perquisites  of  a  good  jockey  are  more  than  the  salary  of  a 
capable  cashier  or  book-keeper.  Griffin,  for  instance,  re- 
ceived $2,500  by  way  of  a  present,  outside  of  his  salary,  for 
winning  the  Futurity.  He  is  a  sober,  well-mannered  lad, 
still  very  young,  and  is  educating  his  sisters  and  brothers 
out  of  his  earnings. 

The  young,  alert  appearance  of  the  "  Waltz  King,"  Johann 
Strauss,  who  recently  celebrated  his  jubilee,  altogether  belies 
his  sixty  years.  His  habits  are  regular  as  the  proverbial 
clock.  He  sleeps  late,  and  works  well  into  the  small  hours, 
dislikes  exercise,  and  rarely  stirs  from  home.  In  dress, 
Strauss  is  ostentatious,  loving  velvet  clothes  and  many  dia- 
monds. Curious  that  this  man,  who  has  made  a  new  era  in 
the  languorous  waltz  by  the  irresistible  charm  and  rhythm  of 
his  compositions,  has  himself  never  danced.  Hans  Richter, 
Brahms,  and  Griinfeld  are  among  his  intimate  friends,  and 
whist-parties  make  a  great  feature  of  the  summer  holiday, 
when  Strauss  entertains  at  his  lovely  villa  just  outside  Ischl. 
One  old  lady,  who  died  quite  recently,  left  in  her  will  that  a 
favorite  waltz  should  be  played  at  her  funeral,  and  the  idea 
so  tickled  Strauss  that  he  went  himself  a  long  distance  to 
hear,  and  finally  conducted  it  in  person.  One  of  his  loveliest 
melodies  was  actually  written  at  a  ball.  It  was  at  supper. 
Strauss  had  a  pretty  partner  to  inspire  him,  and,  in  the  inter- 
lude between  a  lark's  wing  and  a  glass  of  tres  sec,  he  seized 
his  pencil  and  jotted  down  the  "Juristen  Balltanze."  which 
immediately  became  the  rage. 


THE    SHOW    OF    FAIR    WOMEN. 


Our  Correspondent  tells  of  the  Loan    Exhibition  in  New  York— It 

is  a  great  Success— The  Swell  Crowd  on  the  Opening 

Night— Something  about  the  Pictures. 


The  Gallery  of  Fair  Women — which  is  the  society  event 
of  the  day  —  was  opened  at  the  Academy  of  Design  on 
November  first  for  the  benefit  of  St.  John's  Guild  and  the 
Orthopedic  Hospital.  On  the  first  day  the  charge  for  ad- 
mission was  fixed  at  five  dollars,  and  about  a  thousand  of 
the  leading  members  of  society  were  present.  On  the  next 
day  and  the  following  days,  tickets  were  reduced  to  fifty 
cents,  and  all  New  York  thronged  the  rooms  to  see  a  show 
which  is  without  precedent — three  hundred  and  fifty-eight 
ladies  in  frames  and  four  hundred  and  twenty-five  in  minia- 
tures. The  collection  embraces  pictures  by  the  masters  of 
the  last  century  and  portraits  which  were  only  painted  yester- 
day ;  the  beholder  can  find  in  it  a  history  of  art,  a  history 
of  beauty,  and  a  history  of  fashion.  Side  by  side  with 
works  by  Gilbert  Stuart,  Romney,  Sir  Joshua  Reynolds, 
Rembrandt  Peale,  John  Trumbull,  Sir  Peter  Lely,  Sir  Thomas 
Laurence,  and  Washington  Alston,  are  French  works  by 
Benjamin  Constant,  Bertier,  Bonnat,  Boulanger,  Cabanel, 
Carolus  Duran,  Jacquet,  Jules  Lefevre  ;  English  por- 
traits by  Sir  John  Millais  and  Sir  Frederick  Leighton ; 
works  by  artists  of  other  nationalities,  such  as  Munkacsy, 
Tojetti,  Lenbach,  Dagnan-Bouveret,  and  American  pictures 
by  Sargent,  Chase,  Eastman  Johnson,  Daniel  Huntingdon, 
McNeill  Whistler,  Kenyon  Cox,  and  a  dozen  others. 

On  the  first  night  the  chief  attraction  was  the  spectators. 
The  most  beautiful  women  in  New  York  were  there,  all  in 
their  best  clothes.  After  the  opening  day,  people  went  to 
see  the  same  people  on  canvas,  together  with  their  sisters, 
their  cousins,  their  aunts,  their  mothers,  and  their  grand- 
mothers, and  the  comparisons  which  were  instituted  by  un- 
tutored critics  between  ladies  in  oil  and  ladies  in  the  flesh 
were  very  amusing. 

At  the  entrance  the  eye  is  arrested  by  the  standing 
figures  of  Mrs.  L.  P.  Morton  and  of  Mrs.  Adrian  Iselin. 
The  first  is  by  Bonnat  ;  the  second  by  Sargent.  Mrs. 
Morton  is  in  red  velvet ;  Mrs.  Iselin  in  black  silk.  Both  are 
magnificent  works  of  art,  but  the  feeling  is  that  there  is 
more  sympathetic  vitality,  more  individuality,  in  the  Ameri- 
can than  in  the  French  portrait.  Mr.  Sargent's  soul  seems 
to  have  been  in  his  work,  whereas  Mr.  Bonnat  performed 
his  as  a  matter  of  business.  Not  far  off,  the  same  contrast 
1  is  evoked  by  the  picture  of  Mrs.  Astor,  by  Carolus  Duran, 
opposite  Sargent's  portrait  of  Mrs.  Henry  G.  Marquand 
and  Madrazo's  portrait  of  Mrs.  Cornelius  Vanderbilt.  Per- 
haps we  are  prejudiced  in  favor  of  our  countryman  ;  but, 
again,  the  public  verdict  is  in  favor  of  the  work  of  Sargent. 
\  There  are  nine  Sargents  in  the  gallery,  and  they  fear  no 
comparison  with  the  foreign  canvases.  Perhaps  the  one 
which  has  been  admired  the  most  is  the  portrait  of  Miss 
Elizabeth  Chanler.  in  plain  black  satin,  seated  on  a  sofa 
and  leaning  one  arm  on  a  pile  of  colored  cushions.  Her 
hands  are  lightly  clasped  and  she  looks  the  spectator  in  the 
face.  The  artist  has  caught  the  refined  intensity,  the 
subtle  delicacy  of  Miss  Chanter's  face. 

Mr.  Sargent  carries  off  the  honors  of  the  exhibition  ;  his 
work  raises  doubts  of  the  good  taste  of  Americans  who  go 
to  Paris  to  have  their  pictures  painted.  Of  course  Carolus 
Duran,  Boulanger,  and  Cabanel  are  great  names  ;  but  a 
painting  is  a  painting,  whoever  makes  it,  and  it  seems  pos- 
sible that  by  and  by  a  canvas  by  Sargent  may  be  as  highly 
prized  as  one  by  any  Frenchman  of  the  day. 

One  of  the  most  interesting  features  of  the  show  is  the 
collection  of  miniatures,  which  number  four  hundred  and 
twenty-five.  Some  of  these  are  gems  of  art,  and  their 
artistic  value  is  enhanced  by  the  jewels  with  which  their 
frames  are  incrusted.  Among  them  are  old  pictures,  such 
as  the  portraits  of  Georgiana,  Duchess  of  Devonshire,  of 
Mademoiselle,  the  daughter  of  Henry  Ouatre,  of  Marie  of 
Medicis,  and  of  Lady  Harrington  ;  but  mingled  with  these 
are  an  exquisite  miniature  of  Mrs.  Grover  Cleveland,  taken 
in  the  full  glory  of  her  youthful  beauty,  and  others  of 
Amelie  Rives  Chanler,  the  authoress  ;  of  Mrs.  Duncan 
Elliott,  who  was  Sallie  Hargous  ;  of  Mrs.  Charles  de  Kay, 
whose  husband  is  consul  at  Berlin  ;  of  Mrs.  E.  D.  Morgan  ; 
of  Mrs.  William  Jay  Schieffelin  ;  of  the  Countess  of 
Essex,  who  was  Adele  Grant ;  of  Mrs.  Elliott  Roosevelt  ;  of 
the  Misses  Minturn  ;  and  of  a  score  of  others  who  are  well 
known  in  society. 

The  beauties  of  the  past  compare  to  disadvantage  with 
the  belles  of  to-day.  The  art  of  cosmetics  does  not  seem 
to  have  been  carried  to  perfection  in  the  Georgian  era.  A 
critic  says  that  some  of  the  handsomest  women  of  the  sev- 
enteenth and  eighteenth  centuries  have  complexions  like 
cream-cheese  or  schweitzer-kase.  Whether  the  dress  of  the 
last  century  was  as  conformable  to  the  laws  of  beauty  as  the 
dress  of  to-day  may  be  a  problem  ;  but  to  our  modern  eyes, 
it  certainly  seems  queer,  and  it  looks  as  if  it  might  have 
been  uncomfortable.  If  the  famous  belle  of  Newport,  who 
captured  all  the  officers  of  Count  Rochambeau's  army,  should 
appear  in  a  modem  ball-room  in  the  dress  in  which  she  is 
painted  in  her  pictures,  she  might  have  to  wait  for  a  partner. 
The  public  have  also  learned  from  this  exhibition  that 
showy  accessories  in  the  shape  of  fine  furniture  and  bric-a- 
brac  and  handsome  clothes  are  very  secondary  matters  in  a 
portrait  Some  of  the  American  ladies  who  were  painted 
in  Paris  got  themselves  up  for  the  artist  in  the  most 
gorgeous  Worth  dresses,  and  sat  on  furniture  which  was 
magnificent  in  splendor  ;  but  their  portraits  do  not  always 
attract  so  much  attention  as  those  of  ladies  who  were 
painted  in  black,  with  a  severely  chaste  background.  The 
public  taste  here  as  elsewhere  is  growing  purer  ;  when 
people  go  to  see  a  gallery  of  portraits,  they  want  to  see 
human  faces  in  all  the  simplicity  of  pure  beauty  and  char- 
acter. They  do  not  care  about  millinery  or  upholstery  in 
oils.  F 1  a  n 

New  York,  November  10,  1894. 


6 


THE         ARGONAUT. 


November  19,  1894. 


EDITORIAL    NOTES. 

There  were  ninety-three  names  upon  the  State,  congres- 
sional, and  municipal  ticket  which  the  Argonaut  laid  before 
its  readers,  and  recommended  them  to  vote.  Out  of  those 
ninety-three,  sixty-eight  have  been  elected.  Here  is  a  list  of 
those  upon  the  Argonaut  ticket  who  were  successful  at  the 
polls  : 

S.  G.  Millard,  E.  F.  Loud,  E.  C.  Hughes, 

L.  H.  Brown,  James  McLachlan,        C.  Dunker, 

E.  P.  Colgan.  W.  W.  Bowers,  C.  L.  Taylor, 

Levi  Rackliffe,  John  D.  Siebe,  A.  W.  Morgenstern, 

W.  F.  Fitzgerald,  J.  H.  Widber,  A.  B.  Spreckels, 

Samuel  Black,  A.  C.  Freese,  J.  C.  K.  Hobbs, 

M.  j.  Wright,  A.  J.  Moulder,  H.  L.  Dodge, 

T.  H.  Ward.  W.  S.  Barnes,  Andrew  McElroy, 

A.  J.  Johnson,  H.  T.  Creswell,  C.  H.  Hawley, 

William  Beckman,  Charles  S.  Tilton,  Charles  B.  Stone, 

1.  O.  Earl.  E.  A.  Belcher,  C.  A.  Murdock, 

W.  R.  Clark.  .  James  V.  Coffey,  C.  A.  Clinton. 

F.  W.  Henshaw,  W.  R.  Daingerfield,  Colin  M.  Boyd, 
W.  C.  Van  Fleet,  W.  G.  Brittan,  Joseph  Britton, 

A.  Chesebrough,  Charles  A.  Low,  Henry  N.  Clement, 

L.  C.  Morehouse,         H.  L.  Joachimsen,        Stewart  Menzies, 
Jackson  Eby,  C.  T.  Conlan,  George  T.  Marye.Jr., 

George  L.  Arnold,        G.  C.  Groezinger,  Irving  M.  Scott, 

John  A.  Barnham,        G.  W.  F.  Cooke,  Louis  Sloss,  Jr., 

Grove  L.  Johnson,        Joseph  King,  G.  H.  Umbsen. 

S.  G.  Hilborn,  C.  E.  Benjamin, 

We  are  sorry  that  James  McNab  was  not  elected  sheriff, 
but  the  machine,  both  Democratic  and  Republican,  worked 
for  Whelan,  the  Democratic  nominee.  There  are  a  number 
of  other  good  men  who  should  have  been  elected,  but  in  the 
hurly-burly  they  went  under.  The  city  is  to  be  congratulated 
on  the  success  of  a  good  judicial  ticket.  Coffey,  Belcher, 
and  Daingerfield  are  all  upright  judges  and  honest  men. 
Bahrs  we  do  not  know  personally,  but  hear  him  well  spoken 
of.  Levy  came  perilously  near  to  election,  but  fortunately 
was  defeated.  The  successful  candidates  for  police  judges 
are  Low,  Conlan,  Joachimsen,  and  Campbell.  The  first 
three  are  good  men  ;  the  election  of  the  last  is  much 
to  be  regretted. 

The  petering-out  of  the  Non-Partisan  ticket  has  been 
almost  ludicrous.  The  candidates  who  were  on  that  ticket, 
and  on  no  other,  polled  only  a  few  thousand  votes,  with  the 
exception  of  Siebe,  who  has  a  large  personal  following,  and 
who  would  have  run  independent  in  any  event.  As  for  the 
election  of  a  lot  of  candidates  who  were  on  the  other  tickets 
and  were  indorsed  by  the  Non-Partisans,  to  claim  that  as  a 
"Non-Partisan  victory"  is  the  height  of  absurdity.  Two 
years  ago  the  Non-Partisans  elected  but  two  candidates — 
the  mayor  and  one  supervisor.  This  year  they  have  elected 
but  one — the  assessor — and  he  would  have  been  elected  any- 
way. Two  years  ago  the  Non-Partisans  elected  twenty-nine 
Democrats  ;  this  year  they  have  succeeded  in  electing  twenty- 
four.  They  have,  by  inducing  Republicans  to  throw  their  votes 
away,  given  the  offices  of  sheriff,  recorder,  superintendent  of 
streets,  and  board  of  election  commissioners  to  the  Demo- 
crats. Fortunately  the  Republicans  succeeded  in  electing  a 
majority  of  the  board  of  supervisors,  and  have  six  of  the 
board  of  education,  in  spite  of  the  Non-Partisans.  "We 
warned  our  Republican  readers  weeks  ago  that  voting  the 
Non-Partisan  ticket  would  result  in  nothing  but  the  election 
of  Democrats.     This  is  exactly  what  has  occurred. 

It  is  rather  curious  to  look  over  the  lists  of  candidates 
before  the  people  at  the  late  election  in  this  State,  and  en- 
deavor to  study  out  the  causes  which  led  to  their  success  or 
defeat.  Among  these  is  the  A.  P.  A.  This  association, 
although  believed  to  be  a  secret  one,  printed  its  ticket  in  the 
advertising  columns  of  the  daily  papers  for  two  or  three 
days  before  the  election.  An  analysis  of  the  ticket  does  not 
seem  to  show  that  the  A.  P.  A.  had  much  effect,  or  if  it 
caused  many  votes  to  be  polled  for  candidates  as  a  result  of 
its  indorsement,  it  must  also  have  caused  them  to  lose  votes 
as  a  result  of  that  indorsement.  For  example,  taking  the 
first  fourteen  names  on  the  State  ticket,  the  A.  P.  A.  in- 
dorsed six  who  were  elected  and  eight  who  were  defeated. 
It  indorsed  one  man  on  the  board  of  equalization — Chese- 
brough— who  was  elected,  and  it  indorsed  one  man  on  the 
board  of  railroad  commissioners  —  Earl — who  was  de- 
feated. It  indorsed  two  candidates  for  Congress  in 
the  Fourth  and  Fifth  Districts  —  Collier  and  Rogers  — 
both  of  whom  were  defeated.  Taking  the  first  fifty-two 
names  on  the  municipal  ticket,  and  omitting  freeholders,  the 
A.  P.  A.  indorsed  twenty-two  candidates  who  were  elected 
and  indorsed  thirty  who  were  defeated.  It  is  claimed  that 
the  A.  P.  A.  indorsement  of  Sutro  elected  him,  but  if  so, 
why  did  not  the  A.  P.  A.  indorsement  of  Read  for  assessor 
elect  him  over  Siebe,  who  had  nothing  but  the  Non-Partisan 
nomination  ?  Or  why  did  not  the  A.  P.  A.  indorsement 
elect  McNab  for  sheriff  over  Whelan,  the  candidate  of  the 
Young  Men's  Roman  Catholic  Institute?  That  was  a  square 
fight.  If  the  A.  P.  A.  could  not  beat  Whelan,  we  do  not 
think  they  will  be  much  of  a  factor  in  San  Francisco  muni- 
cipal politics. 

While  all  of  the  candidates  for  school  directors  on  the 
Argonaut  ticket  were  not  elected,  six  of  them  were.  Eight 
of  the  board,  namely  :  H.  L.  Dodge,  C.  B.  Stone,  C.  A. 
Murdock,  E.  P.  Barrett,  A.  McElroy,  T.  V.  Maxwell,  H.  C. 
Henderson,  and  C.  H.  Hawley  are  Republicans,  and  W.  F. 
Ambrose,  A.  Comte,  Jr.,  C.  A.  Clinton,  and  T.  R.  Carew 
are  Democrats.  Six  of  them  are  Protestants  and  six  are 
Catholics.  None  the  less,  the  Catholic  members  say  they 
are  in  favor  of  a  rigid  non-sectarian  administration  of  the 
schools.  The  board  will  be  organized  by  the  Republicans, 
and  H.  L.  Dodge  will  probably  be  elected  president. 
Mr.  Dodge  is  an  old  resident  of  the  city,  has  been  in 
business  here  for  many  years,  and  was  once  superintendent 
of  schools  in  Vermont.  He  would  make  an  excellent  presi- 
dent. Charles  B.  Stone  is  a  candidate  for  the  chairmanship 
of  the  classification  committee ;  he  is  well  fitted  for  the 
position,  and  we  hope  he  will  get  it.  All  of  the  directors 
express  themselves  as  being  opposed  to  any  reduction  of  the 


teachers'  salaries.  This  is  right — the  people  are  not  in 
favor  of  any  such  reduction.  A.  J.  Moulder,  the  new 
superintendent,  was  on  the  Argonaut  ticket,  and  we 
are  much  gratified  at  his  election.  He  filled  the  office 
once  before,  and  filled  it  well.  He  states  that  he 
intends  to  increase  the  value  of  graduation  from  the 
grammar  grades  by  some  changes  in  the  course,  as 
most  pupils  are  forced  to  go  to  work  before  they  can 
reach  the  high  schools.  He  is  right.  We  do  not  believe 
that  the  State  owes  to  its  children  anything  more  than  a 
grammar-school  education,  and  much  of  the  money  which 
the  tax-payers  pay  for  that  purpose  is  wasted  in  the  high 
schools  teaching  poor  girls  to  play  the  piano  and  poor  boys 
to  talk  French. 

For  the  first  time  in  the  history  of  San  Francisco  politics, 
an  organization  of  women  took  an  open,  active,  and  aggres- 
sive part  in  an  election.  This  organization  was  the  "  Wom- 
an's Equal  Rights  League,"  and  their  aggressive  action  was 
an  attempt  to  defeat  Judge  James  V.  Coffey  in  his  candidacy 
for  reelection  to  the  superior  bench.  This  was  done  to 
punish  the  judge  for  having  been  reported  in  an  interview, 
some  months  ago,  as  saying  that  women  were  undesirable 
as  clients,  because  they  were  suspicious,  unjust,  and  untruth- 
ful. The  "Woman's  Rights  League"  drove  in  gayly  dec- 
orated carriages  from  polling  place  to  polling  place,  strenu- 
ously urging  the  voters  to  cast  their  ballots  against  Judge 
Coffey.  They  worked  all  day  long,  and  until  the  polls 
closed.  When  the  ballots  were  counted,  it  was  found  that 
Judge  Coffey  headed  the  poll  with  28,957  votes,  nearly  5,000 
ahead  of  the  next  highest  man.  This  would  seem  to  in- 
dicate that  lovely  woman  is  more  influential  in  other  spheres 
than  she  is  in  politics. 

•^  •  *- 

OLD    FAVORITES. 


The   Guerdon. 

Soothed  by  the  fountain's  drowsy  murmuring — 

Or  was  it  by  the  west  wind's  indolent  wing  ? — 

The  grim  court-poet  fell  asleep  one  day 

In  the  lord's  chamber,  when  chance  brought  that  way 

The  Princess  Margaret  with  a  merry  train 

Of  damozels  and  ladies — flippant,  vain 

Court-butterflies — 'midst  whom  fair  Margaret 

Swayed  like  a  rathe  and  slender  lily  set 

In  rustling  leaves,  for  all  her  drapery 

Was  green  and  gold,  and  lovely  as  could  be. 

Midway  in  hall  the  fountain  rose  and  fell, 

Filling  a  listless  Naiad's  outstretched  shell, 

And  weaving  rainbows  in  the  shifting  light. 

Upon  the  carven  friezes,  left  and  right, 

Was  pictured  Pan  asleep  beside  his  reed. 

In  this  place  all  things  seemed  asleep,  indeed — 

The  hook-billed  parrot  on  his  pendant  ring, 

Sitting  high-shouldered,  half  forgot  to  swing  ; 

The  wind  scarce  stirred  the  hangings  at  the  door, 

And  from  the  silken  arras  evermore 

Yawned  drowsy  dwarfs  with  satyr's  face  and  hoof. 

A  forest  of  gold  pillars  propped  the  roof, 

And,  like  one  slim  gold  pillar  overthrown, 

The  sunlight  through  a  great  stained  window  shone 

And  lay  across  the  body  of  Alain. 

You  would  have  thought,  perchance,  the  man  was  slain  ; 

As  if  the  checkered  column  in  its  fall 

Had  caught  and  crushed  him,  he  lay  dead  to  all. 

The  parrot's  gray  bead  eye  as  good  as  said, 

Unclosing  viciously,  "The  clown  is  dead." 

A  dragon-fly  in  narrowing  circles  neared, 

And  lit,  secure,  upon  the  dead  man's  beard, 

Then  spread  its  iris  vans  in  quick  dismay, 

And  into  the  blue  summer  sped  away  ! 

Little  was  his  of  outward  grace  to  win 

The  eyes  of  maids,  but  white  the  soul  within. 

-  Misshaped,  and  hideous  to  look  upon 
Was  this  man,  dreaming  in  the  noontide  sun, 
With  sunken  eyes  and  winter-whitened  hair. 
And  sallow  cheeks  deep  seamed  with  thought  and  care. 
And  so  the  laughing  ladies  of  the  court, 
Coming  upon  him  suddenly,  stopped  short, 
And  shrunk  together  with  a  nameless  dread  ; 
Some,  but  fear  held  them,  would  have  turned  and  fled, 
Seeing  the  uncouth  figure  lying  there. 
But  Princess  Margaret,  with  her  heavy  hair 
From  out  its  diamond  fillet  rippling  down, 
Slipped  from  the  group,  and  plucking  back  her  gown 
With  white  left  hand,  stole  softly  to  his  side — 
The  fair  court  gossips  staring,  curious-eyed, 
Half  mockingly.     A  little  while  she  stood, 
Finger  on  lip  ;  then,  wfth  the  agile  blood 
Climbing  her  cheek,  and  silken  lashes  wet — 
She  scarce  knew  what  vague  pity  or  regret 
Wet  them — she  stooped,  and  for  a  moment's  space 
Her  golden  tresses  touched  the  sleeper's  face.  * 

Then  she  stood  straight,  as  lily  on  its  stem  ; 
But  hearing  her  ladies  titter,  turned  on  them 
Her  great  queen's  eyes,  grown  black  with  scornful  frown- 
Great  eyes  that  looked  the  shallow  women  down. 

"  Nay,  not  for  love  " — one  rosy  palm  she  laid 
Softly  against  her  bosom — "as  I'm  a  maid  1 
Full  well  I  know  what  cruel  things  you  say 
Of  this  and  that,  but  hold  your  peace  to-day. 
I  pray  you  think  no  evil  thing  of  this. 
Nay,  not  for  love's  sake  did  1  give  the  kiss, 
Not  for  his  beauty  who's  nor  fair  nor  young, 
But  for  the  songs  which  those  mute  lips  have  sung  1  " 
That  was  a  right  brave  princess  ;  one,  I  hold, 
Worthy  to  wear  a  crown  of  beaten  gold. —  T.  B.  Aldrich. 


DINING    IN    PARIS. 

The  Four  Great    Classes   of  Restaurants  in   the  French   Capital— 

Duvals,    Bouillons,    and    Tavernes — The    Uses    of 

the  Private  Room. 


The  question  why  cats  fall  on  their  feet  was  solved,  a  few 
days  ago,  to  the  satisfaction  of  the  French  Academy  of 
Sciences.  Maurice  Levy  gave  a  mathematical  demonstra- 
tion that  a  cat  can  by  certain  movements  of  its  body  turn 
round  in  the  air  without  external  assistance.  His  theorem 
is  that  a  natural  system  can  pivot  on  and  by  itself,  if  certain 
of  its  points  have,  in  comparison  with  others,  such  a  degree 
of  liberty  as  to  describe  curves  without  hampering  the 
movement  of  the  other  points  of  the  system.  A  gymnast, 
writing  to  the  Temps,  gives  the  same  explanation.  Just  as 
an  acrobat,  he  says,  turns  a  somersault  in  the  air  by 
pressing  his  chin  on  his  breast  and  his  knees  on  his 
thorax,  thus  making  the  centre  of  gravity  pass  from  one 
point  to  another,  so  the  cat,  a  born  acrobat,  is  equally 
expert. 

Aluminum  is  now  used  instead  of  steel  for  the  nails  and 
heel  plates  of  the  German  soldiers'  boots.  The  results  ex- 
pected are  quicker  and  better  marching,  with  less  fatigue  to 
the  men. 


Id 

! 


The  restaurants  of  the  tourist  part  of  Paris  are  of  four 
great  classes — the  high  restaurants  whose  names  are  known 
all  over  the  world,  the  brasseries,  the  Bouillons,  and  the 
Etablissements  Duval,  the  fixed-price  places.  The  little prix* 
fixe  places  are  too  shocking.  Their  touts  are  always  on  the 
boulevard  to  thrust  their  little  colored  advertising  posters  in 
your  hand.  Some  of  them  give  you  a  full  dinner,  all  the 
way  to  the  little  glass,  for  forty  cents,  with  wine  included. 
One  advertises  that  it  includes  a  half-bottle  of  Burgundy  and 
a  half-bottle  of  champagne  for  fifty  cents. 

The  restaurants  in  which  to  spend  a  dollar  or  less  for  a 
dinner  (writes  Sterling  Heilig  in  the  New  York  Sun)  are  the 
Bouillons  and  the  Duvals.  The  Duval  restaurants  are  mar- 
vels. They  were  founded  by  a  Paris  butcher  of  the  name, 
who  saw  an  opportunity  to  make  an  extra  profit  on  his  meat 
He  had  four  other  ideas  :  (i)  to  cut  away  all  superfluous  ex- 
pense ;  (2)  to  prevent  his  employees  robbing  him  ;  (3)  to 
give  the  smallest  possible  portions  ;  and  (4)  to  make  it  all 
up  to  his  customers  by  careful  cooking  and  the  best  ma- 
terials. 

On  entering  a  Duval  restaurant,  you  receive  a  compli- 
cated-looking card,  with  rows  of  figures  running  down  its 
side,  from  one  cent  to  a  dollar.  The  waiter-girl  makes  a 
black  mark  beside  a  one-cent  figure.  That  is  for  your  nap- 
kin. Then  she  marks  a  two-cent  figure.  That  is  for  your 
bread.  Every  dish  you  have  is  marked  in  this  way  when  it 
comes  ;  so  you  can  see  exactly  how  the  bill  is  mounting  up. 
These  cards  are  operated  so  as  to  form  a  check  not  only  on 
the  kitchen  and  the  waiters,  but  on  the  cashier  as  well. 

The  Duval  restaurants  are  neat,  but  bare  in  furniture. 
The  small,  marble-topped  tables  are  huddled  uncomfortably 
together.  In  most  of  the  Duvals  you  eat  from  off  these 
tables  without  any  cloth.  To-day  these  Duval  restaurants 
are  a  millionaire  concern,  and  in  the  narrow  gamut  of  their 
dishes  you  will  get  almost  as  careful  cooking  as  anywhere  in 
Paris.  Their  drawbacks  are  crowding,  a  sameness  in  the 
plats,  and  the  loss  of  all  pretension  to  be  chic. 

The  Duval  waiter  girls  are  paid  by  tips  alone,  and  their 
food  and  wine  are  given  them.  They  strive  to  please, 
"  Bring  me  a  blanquette  of  veal."  "  But  yes,  monsieur," 
she  says,  while  her  head  shakes  "  No,"  one  quick,  short 
shake.  It  means  :  "  The  veal  stew  is  not  at  its  best  to-day." 
A  heavy  lunch  at  one  of  these  Duvals  (but  not  so  heavy 
as  it  might  appear,  because  the  portions  are  so  small)  would 
cost  like  this  :  Olives  and  butter,  8  cents  ;  grilled  fresl 
mackerel,  12  cents  ;  puree  of  potatoes,  6  cents  ;  one-quartt 
roast  chicken  (wing),  25  cents  ;  little  peas,  12  cents  ;  celei 
salad,  8  cents  ;  Camembert  cheese,  5  cents  ;  one-half  bottl 
of  fair  white  Burgundy  (they  call  it  Pouilly),  17  cents 
"cover,"  1  cent ;  bread,  2  cents  ;  fee,  4  cents.     Total,  $1. 

Like  the  Duvals,  the  Bouillon  restaurants  are  scattered 
numerously  over  Paris.  Once  they,  too,  were  governed  by 
a  single  master  mind.  But  at  the  present  time  they  are 
carried  on  by  independent  owners.  The  different  places 
each  keep  the  magic  name  of  "  Bouillon,"  the  original 
style  of  decoration  and  furniture,  more  luxurious  and 
brilliant  than  the  Duvals,  with  higher  ceilings  and  more 
elbow  room,  and  each  keeps  to  its  ancient  menus  and  its 
ancient  prices.  The  Bouillon  prices  are  a  little  higher  than 
the  Duvals.  The  cookery  is  more  unequal ;  but  they  give 
you  greater  comfort  as  you  sit,  more  of  pleasure  for  the 
eye,  and  more  pretensions  to  be  smart.  Here  is  a  dinner, 
rather  small,  that  costs  a  dollar  :  Potage  Dubarry  (puree  of 
cauliflower  with  croutons),  8  cents  ;  Cassoulet  a  la  Toulous- 
aine  (tame  duck  slowly  baked  with  bacon,  white  wine,  white 
beans,  and  sliced  red  sausage  in  a  little  earthen  pot),  16 
cents  ;  tomatoes  stuffed  with  force-meat,  1 2  cents  ;  three 
small  stewed  pears,  10  cents  ;  one-half  bottle  of  Chinon 
(red  wine  of  Touraine,  brick-tinted,  astringent,  and  with  a 
perceptible  bouquet),  40  cents  ;  "  cover,"  4  cents  ;  tip,  10 
cents. 

Up  to  this  point  we  are  still  with  the  bourgeois.  The 
brasseries  and  tavernes,  which  come  next  higher  in  their 
price  and  their  pretentiousness,  are  still  bourgeois,  and 
proudly  so.  They  are  all  very  much  alike.  The  type  is 
Flemish,  with  much  wood-carving,  tapestry  with  drinking 
scenes,  and  tiles  the  same.  They  flaunt  their  beer  and 
strong  baked  meats.  And  they  have  taken  grace,  and  cus- 
tomers, and  dishes  from  the  highest  restaurants.  This  is 
the  way  they  sup  at  the  bright,  and  crisp,  and  spacious 
Taverne  Royale  :  Caviar,  30  cents  ;  beer,  10  cents  ;  aspic 
de  volaille  aux  truffes  (pressed  hashed  fowl  with  aromatic 
herbs  and  truffles),  40  cents ;  beer,  10  cents ;  Russian 
salad,  40  cents  ;  beer,  10  cents  ;  more  beer  and  an  abomi- 
nable headache,  free.  It  is  the  most  spacious  restaurant- 
room  in  Paris,  all  furnished  in  light-colored  hard-wood  that 
shines  bright  yellow  in  the  brilliant  electric  light.  What 
noise  !  What  light  !  What  laughter  !  What  happiness  ! 
What  cocottes  / 

The  high-class  restaurants  exist,  first  for  their  r/«V-ness 
and  exclusiveness,  and,  second,  for  their  food.  Their  third 
use  is  the  private  room.  The  present  tendency  in  high-class 
Paris  cookery  is  to  get  further  and  further  away  from 
butchers'  meat.  Really,  such  places  as  Paillard's,  Joseph's, 
or  Bignon's  force  you  to  order  the  most  artificial  dishes — 
and  all  artificial  dishes — or  fare  scarcely  better  than  at  the 
Duvals.  On  the  other  hand,  you  will  get  at  few  places  in 
the  world  such  salmon,  with  green  sauce,  as  when  you  pat- 
ronize Le  Doyen  in  the  spring-time.  For  the  mere  sake  of 
showing  how  the  prices  run,  the  following  menu  is  written 
out  :  One  dozen  oysters  (Ostend),  70  cents  ;  bisque,  40 
cents  ;  sole  au  vin  rouge,  60  cents  ;  stuffed  quail  upon  a  bed 
of  force-meat,  80  cents  ;  salad,  20  cents  ;  cheese,  20  cents  ; 
coffee,  30  cents  ;  Cognac  (fine  champagne),  40  cents  ;  one 
bottle  Meursault,  $1.40;  cover,  10  cents;  tip,  30  cents, 
Total,  $5.40. 


November  19,  1894. 


THE        ARGONAUT. 


The  Restaurant  Le  Doyen  has  its  season  in  the  early 
spring  and  summer,  when  the  people  like  to  eat  beneath  the 
trees  on  its  fine  terrace.  But  it  is  open  all  the  year,  and 
many  a  tight  coupe  in  winter  finds  its  way  here  through  the 
darkness  of  the  little  forest,  and  it  possesses  many  little 
private  dining-rooms.  In  winter  time,  these  cabinets-partic- 
liers  form  warm  and  cozy  nests  for  people  who  have  no  busi- 
ness to  be  dining  tete-a-tete.  There  is  something  peculiarly 
Parisian  in  these  private  rooms,  as  they  exist  in  every  Paris 
high-class  restaurant.  They  have  invariably  a  special  corps 
of  waiters,  not  connected  with  the  public  rooms,  men  of 
great  gravity  and  imperturbable  politeness. 

In  one  room  will  be  a  fine,  fat-faced  Parisian,  on  the  verge 
of  fifty  years,  and  two  young  ladies.  All  three  take  lobster, 
salade  Russe,  champagne,  and  fruit,  and  more  champagne. 
Another  room  contains  half  a  dozen  men  who  wish  to 
gamble  for  high  stakes  more  quickly,  and  more  quietly,  and 
more  secrectly  than  at  the  regulation  baccarat.  One  will  be 
plucked.  A  gentleman  should  never  cheat  at  cards  in  pub- 
lic. Take  a  private  room.  Another  room  will  have  a 
young  man  with  his  well-beloved.  Before  her  marriage  she 
has  read  of  private  rooms  in  restaurants.  To-day  she  does 
not  wish  to  miss  a  single  shade  of  such  enticing  and  for- 
bidden dissipation.  What  do  they  care  for  high-class 
cookery  ?  The  lady  dallies  with  dishes,  eating  nothing,  all  ex- 
cited, all  impatient  for  the  time  of  hot-house  grapes  and  cham- 
pagne. What  happiness  !  What  folly  !  In  her  desire  to 
imitate  the  gay  cocottes  of  whom  she  reads  (she  does  not 
know  they  are  a  dreary-minded  clique),  she  far  surpasses 
them  in  daring  ! 

One  thing  is  certain.  The  high-class  restaurants  of  Paris 
are  depending  more  and  more  upon  their  private  supper- 
rooms  for  couples  and  quartets,  and  less  and  less  upon  the 
more  •  legitimate  class  of  customers.  So  great  restaurants 
have  disappeared — Tortoni's,  for  example.  Others  have 
quite  lost  their  ancient  clientage — like  the  Cafe  Anglais. 


"THE    DOLLY    DIALOGUES." 

A    Clever    Book    by    the   Author   of   "The    Prisoner    of   Zenda " — 

Anthony  Hope's  Brilliant  Sketches  of  Modern 

English  Society. 

An  eminent  English  critic  has  said  that  Anthony  Hope 
(Hawkins)  "  is  the  cleverest  of  living  writers  of  English  dia- 
logue," and  evidence  in  support  of  his  dictum  is  certainly  to 
be  found  in  "The  Dolly  Dialogues,"  a  series  of  conversa- 
tional sketches  which  first  appeared  separately  in  an  English 
periodical,  and  are  now  strung  together,  much  as  Violet 
Hunt  did  her  "Maiden's  Progress"  sketches,  and  make  a 
very  entertaining  little  book. 

There  is  no  occasion  to  introduce  the  personages.  One 
can  begin  as  well  with  the  second  dialogue  as  with  the  first  : 

The  other  day  I  paid  a  call  on  Miss  Dolly  Foster  for  the  purpose 
of  presenting  to  her  my  small  offering  on  the  occasion  of  her  mar- 
riage to  Lord  Mickleham.  It  was  a  pretty  little  bit  of  jewelry — a 
pearl  heart,  broken  (rubies  played  the  part  of  blood)  and  held  to- 
gether by  a  gold  pin,  set  with  diamonds,  the  whole  surmounted  by 
an  earl's  coronet.  I  had  taken  some  trouble  about  it,  and  I  was 
grateful  when  Miss  Dolly  asked  me  to  explain  the  symbolism. 

"  It  is  my  heart,"  I  observed.  "  The  fracture  is  of  your  making  ; 
the  pin " 

Here  Miss  Dolly  interrupted  ;  to  tell  the  truth,  I  was  not  sorry,  for 
I  was  fairly  graveled  for  the  meaning  of  the  pin. 

"  What  nonsense,  Mr.  Carter  \  "  said  she  ;  "  but  it's  awfully  pretty. 
Thanks,  so  very,  very  much.     Aren't  relations  funny  people  ?" 

"  If  you  wish  to  change  the  subject,  pray  do,"  said  I.  "  I'll  change 
anything  except  my  affections." 

"  Look  here,"  she  pursued,  holding  out  a  bundle  of  letters.  "  Here 
are  the  congratulatory  epistles  from  relations.  Shall  I  read  you  a 
few  ?  " 

"  It  will  be  a  most  agreeable  mode  of  passing  the  time,"  said  I. 
1 '  Who's  that  on  pink  paper  ?  " 

"  Oh,  that's  Georgy  Vane.  She's  awful  fun.  '  Dear  old  Dolly  :  So 
you've  brought  it  off.     Hearty  congrats.     I  thought  you  were  going 

to  be  silly  and  throw  away '     There's  nothing   else   there,  Mr. 

Carter.  Look  here.  Listen  to  this.  It's  from  Uncle  William.  He's 
a  clergyman,  you  know.  *  My  dear  Niece  :  I  have  heard  with  great 
gratification  of  your  engagement.  Your  aunt  and  I  unite  in  all  good 
wishes.  I  recollect  Lord  Mickleham's  father  when  I  held  a  curacy 
near  Worcester.  He  was  a  regular  attendant  at  church  and  a  sup- 
porter of  all  good  works  in  the  diocese.  If  only  his  son  takes  after 
him  (fancy  Archie  I),  you  have  secured  a  prize.  I  hope  you  have  a 
proper  sense  ot  the  responsibilities  you  are  undertaking.  Marriage 
affords  no  small  opportunities  ;  it  also  entails  certain  trials ' — and 
so  on." 

"  A  very  proper  letter,"  said  I. 

Miss  Dolly  indulged  in  a  slight  grimace,  and  took  up  another 
letter. 

"  Listen  to  grandpapa's,"  she  said.  "  '  My  dear  Granddaughter  : 
The  alliance  (  I  rather  like  its  being  called  an  alliance,  Mr.  Carter. 
It  sounds  like  the  royal  family,  doesn't  it  ?)  you  are  about  to  contract 
is  in  all  respects  a  suitable  one.  I  send  you  my  blessing,  and  a  small 
check  to  help  towards  your  trousseau.  Yours  affectionately,  Jno. 
Wm.  Foster.'  " 

"  That,"  said  I,  "  is  the  best  up  to  now." 

"Yes,  it's  five  hundred,"  said  she,  smiling.  "  Here's  old  Lady  M.'s." 

"  Whose  f  "  I  exclaimed. 

"  Archie's  mother's,  you  know.  '  My  dear  Dorothea  (as>I  suppose 
I  must  call  you  now) :  Archibald  has  informed  us  of  his  engagement, 
and  I  and  the  girls  (there  are  five  girls,  Mr.  Carter)  hasten  to  wel- 
come his  bride.  I  am  sure  Archie  will  make  his  wife  very  happy. 
He  is  rather  particular  (like  his  dear  father),  but  he  has  a  good  heart, 
and  is  not  fidgety  about  his  meals.  Of  course  we  shall  be  delighted 
to  move  out  of  The  Towers  at  once.  I  hope  we  shall  see  a  great 
deal  of  you  soon.  Archie  is  full  of  your  praises,  and  we  thoroughly 
trust  his  taste.     Archie '     It's  all  about  Archie,  you  see." 

"  Naturally,"  said  I. 

"  Well,  I  don't  know.  I  suppose  I  count  a  little,  too.  Oh,  there's 
one  from  Maud  Tottenham — she's  a  second  cousin,  you  know — it's 
rather  amusing.  '  I  used  to  know  ■yoMt  fianci  slightly.  He  seemed 
very  nice,  but  it's  a  long  while  ago,  and  I  never  saw  much  of  him.  I 
hope  he  is  really  fond  of  you,  and  that  it  is  not  a  mere  fancy.  Since 
you  love  him  so  much,  it  would  be  a  pity  if  he  did  not  care  deeply 
for  you.'  " 

"  Interpret,  Miss  Dolly,"  said  I. 

"  She  tried  to  catch  him  herself,"  said  Miss  Dolly. 

"  Ah,  I  see.    Is  that  all  ?  " 

"  The  others  aren't  very  interesting." 

"Then  let's  finish  Georgy  Vane's." 

"  Really  ?  "  she  asked,  smiling. 

"Yes.     Really." 

"  Oh,  if  you  don't  mind,  I  don't,"  said  she,  laughing,  and  she 
hunted  out  the  pink  note  and  spread  it  before  her.  "Let  me  see. 
Where  was  I  ?  Oh,  here.  '  I  thought  you  were  going  to  be  silly 
and  throw  away  your  chances  on  some  of  the  men  who  used  to  flirt 
with  you.  Archie  Mickleham  may  not  be  a  genius  ;  but  he's  a  good 
fellow,  and  a  swell,  and  rich  ;  he's  not  a  pauper,  like  Phil  Meadows, 


or  a  snob,  like  Charlie  Dawson,  or '     Shall  I  go  on,  Mr.  Carter  ? 

No,  I  won't.     I  didn't  see  what  it  was." 

"  Yes,  you  shall  go  on." 

"  Oh,  no,  I  can't,"  and  she  folded  up  the  letter. 

"Then  I  will,"  and  I'm  ashamed  to  say  I  snatched  the  letter. 
Miss  Dolly  jumped  to  her  feet.  I  fled  behind  the  table.  She  ran 
round.     I  dodged. 

"  '  Or '  "  I  began  to  read. 

"  Stop  !  "  cried  she. 

"'Or  a  young  spendthrift  like  that  man — I  forget  his  name — 
whom  you  used  to  go  on  with  at  such  a  pace  at  Monte  Carlo  last 
winter.' " 

"  Stop  !  "  she  cried,  stamping  her  foot.     I  read  on  : 

"'No  doubt  he  was  charming,  my  dear,  and  no  doubt  anybody 
would  have  thought  you  meant  it;  but  I  never  doubted  you.  Still, 
weren't  you  just  a  little '  " 

"  Stop  !  "  she  cried.     "  You  must  stop,  Mr.  Carter." 

So  then  I  stopped.  I  folded  the  letter  and  handed  it  back  to  her. 
Her  cheeks  flushed  red  as  she  took  it. 

"  I  thought  you  were  a  gentleman,"  said  she,  biting  her  lip. 

"  I  was  at  Monte  Carlo  last  winter  myself,"  said  I. 

"  Lord  Mickleham,"  said  the  butler,  throwing  open  the  door. 

This  dialogue  stops  here,  and  the  next  begins  as  abruptly  : 

"  Old  Lady  M."  (here  I  quote  Miss  Dolly)  sent  for  me  the  other 
day.  I  have  not  the  honor  of  knowing  the  countess,  and  I  went  in 
some  trepidation.  When  I  was  ushered  in,  Lady  Mickleham  put  up 
her  "  starers."  (You  know  those  abominations  1  Pince-nez  with 
long  torture — I  mean  tortoise — shell  handles.) 

"  Mr. — er — Carter  ?  "  said  she. 

I  bowed.     I  would  have  denied  it  if  I  could. 

"  My  dears  !  "  said  Lady  Mickleham. 

Upon  this,  five  young  ladies  who  had  been  sitting  in  five  straight- 
backed  chairs,  doing  five  pieces  of  embroidery,  rose,  bowed,  and 
filed  out  of  the  room.  I  felt  very  nervous.  A  pause  followed. 
Then  the  countess  observed — and  it  seemed  at  first  rather  irrelevant : 

"  I've  been  reading  an  unpleasant  story." 

"  In  these  days  of  French  influence,"  I  began,  apologetically  (not 
that  I  write  such  stories,  or  indeed  any  stories,  but  Lady  Mickleham 
invites  an  apologetic  attitude),  and  my  eye  wandered  to  the  table.  I 
saw  nothing  worse  (or  better)  than  the  morning  paper  there. 

"  Contained  in  a  friend's  letter,"  she  continued,  focusing  the 
"  starers  "  full  on  my  face. 

I  did  not  know  what  to  do,  so  I  bowed  again. 

"  It  must  have  been  as  painful  for  her  to  write  as  for  me  to  read," 
Lady  Mickleham  went  on.  "  And  that  is  saying  much.  Be  seated, 
pray." 

I  bowed,  and  sat  down  in  one  of  the  straight-backed  chairs.  I  also 
began,  in  my  fright,  to  play  with  one  of  the  pieces  of  embroidery. 

"  Is  Lady  Jane's  work  in  your  way?"  (Lady  Jane  is  named  after 
Jane,  the  famous  countess,  lady-in-waiting  to  Caroline  of  Anspach.) 
I  dropped  the  embroidery  and  put  my  foot  on  my  hat. 

"  I  believe,  Mr.  Carter,  that  you  are  acquainted  with  Miss  Dorothea 
Foster  ?  " 

"  I  have  that  pleasure,"  said  I. 

"  Who  is  about  to  be  married  to  my  son,  the  Earl  of  Mickleham  ?  " 

"  That  I  believe  is  so,"  said  I.  I  was  beginning  to  pull  myself  to- 
gether. 

"  My  son,  Mr.  Carter,  is  of  a  simple  and  trusting  disposition. 
Perhaps  I  had  better  come  to  the  point.  I  am  informed  by  this  letter 
that,  in  conversation  with  the  writer  the  other  day,  Archibald  men- 
tioned, quite  incidentally,  some  very  startling  facts.  Those  facts  con- 
cern you,  Mr.  Carter." 

"  May  I  ask  the  name  of  the  writer  ?  " 

"  I  do  not  think  that  is  necessary,"  said  she.  "  She  is  a  lady  in 
whom  I  have  the  utmost  confidence." 

"  That  is,  of  course,  enough,"  said  I. 

"  It  appears,  Mr.  Carter — and  you  will  excuse  me  if  I  speak  plainly 
(I  set  my  teeth) — that  you  have,  in  the  first  place,  given  to  my  son's 
bride  a  wedding-present,  which  I  can  only  describe  as " 

"  A  pearl  ornament,"  I  interposed,  "  with  a  ruby  or  two,  and " 

"  A  pearl  heart,"  she  corrected  ;  "  er — fractured,  and  that  you  ex- 
plained that  this  absurd  article  represented  your  heart." 

"  Mere  badinage,"  said  I. 

"  In  execrably  bad  taste,"  said  she. 

I  bowed. 

"In  fact,  most  offensive.  But  that  is  not  the  worst.  From  my 
son's  further  statements,  it  appears  that  on  one  occasion,  at  least,  he 
found  you  and  Miss  Foster  engaged  in  what  I  can  only  call " 

I  raised  my  hand  in  protest.     The  countess  took  no  notice. 

"  What  I  can  only  call  romping." 

She  shot  this  word  at  me  with  extraordinary  violence,  and  when  it 
was  out  she  shuddered. 

"  Romping  !  "  I  cried. 

"  A  thing  not  only  atrociously  vulgar  at  all  times,  but  under  the 
circumstances — need  I  say  more  ?  Mr.  Carter,  you  were  engaged  in 
chasing  my  son's  future  bride  round  a  table  !  " 

"  Pardon  me,  Lady  Mickleham.  Your  son's  future  bride  was  en- 
gaged in  chasing  me  round  a  table." 

"  It  is  the  same  thing,"  said  Lady  Mickleham. 

"  I  should  have  thought  there  was  a  distinction,"  said  I. 

"  None  at  all." 

I  fell  back  on  a  second  line  of  defense. 

"  I  didn't  let  her  catch  me,  Lady  Mickleham,"  I  pleaded. 

Lady  Mickleham  grew  quite  red.  This  made  me  feel  more  at  my 
ease. 

"  No,  sir.     If  you  had " 

"  Goodness  knows  !  "  I  murmured,  shaking  my  head. 

"As  it  happened,  however,  my  son  entered  in  the  middle  of  this 
disgraceful " 

"  It  was  at  the  beginning,"  said  I,  with  a  regretful  sigh. 

Upon  this — and  I  have  really  never  been  so  pleased  at  anything  in 
all  my  life — the  countess,  the  violence  of  her  emotions  penetrating  to 
her  very  fingers,  gripped  the  handle  of  her  "starers "  with  such  force 
that  she  broke  it  in  two  !  She  was  a  woman  of  the  world,  and  in  a 
moment  she  looked  as  if  nothing  had  happened.  With  me  it  was 
different ;  and  that  I  am  not  now  on  Lady  Mickleham's  visiting-list 
is  due  to  (inter  alia  el  enormia)  the  fact  that  I  laughed  !  It  was  out 
before  I  could  help  it.  In  a  second  I  was  as  grave  as  a  mute.  The 
mischief  was  done.     The  countess  rose.     I  imitated  her  example. 

"  You  are  amused  ?"  said  she,  and  her  tones  banished  the  last  of 
my  mirth.     I  stumbled  on  tny  hat,  and  it  rolled  to  her  feet. 

"  It  is  not  probable,"  she  observed,  "  that  after  Miss  Foster's  mar- 
riage you  will  meet  her  often.  You  will  move  in — er — somewhat  dif- 
ferent circles." 

"  I  may  catch  a  glimpse  of  her  in  her  carriage  from  the  top  of  my 
"bus,"  said  I. 

' '  Your  milieu  and  my  son's " 

"  I  know  his  valet,  though,"  said  I. 

Lady  Mickleham  rang  the  bell.  I  stooped  for  my  hat.  To  tell  the 
truth,  I  was  rather  afraid  to  expose  myself  in  such  a  defenseless  atti- 
tude, but  the  countess  preserved  her  self-control.  The  butler  opened 
the  door.  I  bowed,  and  left  the  countess  regarding  me  through  the 
maimed  "  starers."  Then  I  found  the  butler  smiling.  He  probably 
knew  the  signs  of  the  weather.  I  wouldn't  be  Lady  Mickleham's 
butler  if  you  made  me  a  duke. 

There  are  some  clever  phrases  in  the  following  : 

"  It's  the  very  latest  thing,"  said  Lady  Mickleham,  standing  by 
the  table  in  the  smoking-room,  and  holding  an  album  in  her  hand. 
"  You  promise,  on  your  honor,  to  be  absolutely  sincere,  you  know, 
and  then  you  write  what  you  think  of  roe.  See  what  a  lot  of 
opinions  I've  got  already,"  and  she  held  up  the  thick  album. 

"  It  would  be  extremely  interesting  to  read  them,"  I  observed. 

"  Oh  !  but  they're  quite  confidential,"  said  Dolly.  "  That's  part  of 
the  fun." 

"  I  don't  appreciate  that  part,"  said  I. 

"  Perhaps  you  will  when  you've  written  yours,"  suggested  Lady 
Mickleham. 

"  By  the  way,"  I  said,  carelessly,  "  I  suppose  Archie  sees  all  of 
them  ?" 

"  He  has  never  asked  to  see  them,"  answered  Lady  Mickleham.    ' 

The  reply  seemed  satisfactory  ;  of  course  Archie  had  only  to  ask. 
I  took  a  clean  quill  and  prepared  to  write. 

"  You  promise  to  be  sincere,  you  know,"  Dolly  reminded  me. 


I  laid  down  my  pen. 

"  Impossible  !  "  said  I,  firmly. 

"Oh,  but  why,  Mr.  Carter?" 

"  There  would  be  an  end  of  our  friendship." 

"  Do  you  think  as  badly  of  me  as  all  that  ?  "  asked  Dolly,  with  a 
rueful  air. 

I  leaned  back  in  my  chair  and  looked  at  Dolly.  She  looked  at  roe. 
She  smiled.     I  may  have  smiled. 

"  Yes,"  said  I. 

"  Then  you  needn't  write  it  quite  all  down,"  said  Dolly. 

"  I  am  obliged,"  said  1,  taking  up  my  pen. 

"  You  mustn't  say  what  isn't  true,  but  you  needn't  say  everything 
that  is — that  might  be — true,"  explained  Dolly. 

This,  again,  seemed  satisfactory.  I  began  to  write,  Dolly  sitting 
opposite  me  with  her  elbows  on  the  table,  and  watching  me. 

After  ten  minutes  steady  work,  which  included  several  pauses  for 
reflection,  I  threw  down  the  pen,  leaned  back  in  my  chair,  and  lit  a 
cigarette. 

"  Now  read  it,"  said  Dolly,  her  chin  in  her  hands  and  her  eyes 
fixed  on  me. 

"  Lady  Mickleham,"  I  read,  "is  usually  accounted  a  person  of 
considerable  attractions.  She  is  widely  popular,  and  more  than  one 
woman  has  been  known  to  like  her." 

"  I  don't  quite  understand  that,"  interrupted  Dolly. 

"  It  is  surely  simple,"  said  I  ;  and  I  read  on  without  delay.  "  She 
is  kind  even  to  her  husband,  and  takes  the  utmost  pains  to  conceal 
from  her  mother-in-law  anything  calculated  to  distress  that  lady." 

"  I  suppose  you  mean  that  to  be  nice?"  said  Dolly. 

"  Of  course,"  I  answered  ;  and  I  proceeded  :  "  She  never  gives 
pain  to  any  one,  except  with  the  object  of  giving  pleasure  to  some- 
body else,  and  her  kindness  is  no  less  widely  diffused  than  it  is 
hearty  and  sincere." 

"  That  really  is  nice,"  said  Dolly,  smiling. 

"  Thank  you,"  said  I,  smiling  also.  "  She  is  very  charitable  ;  she 
takes  a  pleasure  in  encouraging  the  shy  and  bashful " 

"  How  do  you  know  that?"  asked  Dolly. 

"  While,"  I  pursued,  "suffering  without  impatience  a  considerable 
amount  of  self-assurance." 

"You  can't  know  whether  I'm  patient  or  not,"  remarked  Dolly. 
"  I'm  polite." 

"  She  thinks,"  I  read  on,  "  no  evil  of  the  most  attractive  of  women, 
and  has  a  smile  for  the  most  unattractive  of  men." 

"  You  put  that  very  nicely,"  said  Dolly,  nodding. 

"  The  former  may  constantly  be  seen  in  her  house — and  the  latter 
at  least  as  often  as  many  people  would  think  desirable."  (Here  for 
some  reason  Dolly  laughed.)  "Her  intellectual  powers  are  not 
despicable." 

"  Thank  you,  Mr.  Carter." 

"She  can  say  what  she  means  on  the  occasions  on  which  she 
wishes  to  do  so,  and  she  is,  at  other  times,  equally  capable  of  mean- 
ing much  more  than  she  would  be  likely  to  say." 

"  How  do  you  mean  that,  Mr.  Carter,  please  ?  " 

"  It  explains  itself,"  said  I  ;  and  I  proceeded  :  "  The  fact  of  her 
receiving  a  remark  with  disapprobation  does  not  necessarily  mean 
that  it  causes  her  displeasure,  nor  must  it  be  assumed  that  she 
did  not  expect  a  visitor,  merely  on  the  ground  that  she  greets  him 
with  surprise." 

Here  I  observed  Lady  Mickleham  looking  at  me  rather  suspici- 
ously. 

"I  don't  think  that's  quite  nice  of  you,  Mr.  Carter,"  she  said, 
pathetically. 

"  Lady  Mickleham  is,  in  short,"  I  went  on,  coming  to  my  perora- 
tion,  "  equally  deserving  of  esteem  and  affection " 

"  Esteem  and  affection  !  That  sounds  just  right,"  said  Dolly,  ap- 
provingly. 

"And  those  who  have  been  admitted  to  the  enjoyment  of  her 
friendship  are  unanimous  in  discouraging  all  others  from  seeking  a 
similar  privilege." 

"  I  beg  your  pardon  !  "  cried  Lady  Mickleham. 

"  Are  unanimous,"  I  repeated,  slowly  and  distinctly,  "in  discourag- 
ing all  others  from  seeking  a  similar  privilege." 

Dolly  looked  at  me,  with  her  brow  slightly  puckered.  I  leaned 
back,  puffing  at  my  cigarette.  Presently — for  there  was  quite  a  long 
pause — Dolly's  lips  curved. 

"  My  mental  powers  are  not  despicable,"  she  observed. 

"  I  have  said  so,"  said  I. 

"  I  think  I  see,"  she  remarked. 

"  Is  there  anything  wrong  ?  "  I  asked,  anxiously. 

"  N-no,"  said  Dolly,  "  not  exactly  wrong.  In  fact,  I  rather  think  I 
like  that  last  bit  best.     Still,  don't  you  think " 

She  rose,  came  round  the  table,  took  up  the  pen,  and  put  it  back 
in  my  hand. 

"  What's  this  for  ?  "  I  asked. 

"  To  correct  the  mistake,"  said  Dolly. 

"  Do  you  really  think  so?"  said  I. 

"  I'm  afraid  so,"  said  Dolly. 

I  took  the  pen  and  made  a  certain  alteration.  Dolly  took  up  the 
album.  "  '  Are  unanimous,"  she  read,  "  '  in  encouraging  all  others 
to  seek  a  similar  privilege.'  Yes,  you  meant  that,  you  know,  Mr. 
Carter." 

"  I  suppose  I  must  have,"  said  I,  rather  sulkily. 

"  The  other  was  nonsense,"  urged  Dolly. 

"  Oh,  utter  nonsense,"  said  I. 

"  And  you  had  to  write  the  truth  1  " 

"  Yes,  I  had  to  write  some  of  it." 

"  And  nonsense  can't  be  the  truth,  can  it,  Mr.  Carter  ?  " 

"  Of  course  it  can't  Lady  Mickleham." 

"  Where  are  you  going,  Mr.  Carter  ?  "  she  asked  ;  for  I  rose  from 
my  chair. 

"  To  have  a  quiet  smoke,"  said  I. 

"  Alone  ?  "  asked  Dolly. 

"  Yes,  alone,"  said  I. 

I  walked  toward  the  door.  Dolly  stood  by  the  table,  fingering  the 
album.  I  had  almost  reached  the  door  ;  then  I  happened  to  look 
round. 

"  Mr.  Carter  !  "  said  Dolly,  as  though  a  new  idea  had  struck  her. 

"  What  is  it,  Lady  Mickleham  ?  " 

"  Well,  you.  know,  Mr.  Carter,  I — I  shall  try  to  forget  that  mistake 
of  yours." 

"  You're  very  kind,  Lady  Mickleham." 

"  But,"  said  Dolly,  with  a  troubled  smile,  "  I — I'm  quite  afraid  1 
shan't  succeed,  Mr.  Carter." 

After  all,  the  smoking-room  is  meant  for  smoking. 

There  are  a  score  of  these  sketches  which  bring  in  other 
personages,  but  we  have  already  quoted  enough  to  give  a 
foretaste  of  their  quality. 

"The  Dolly  Dialogues"  are  issued  as  the  initial  number 
of  the  Westminster  Gazette  Library  by  the  Westminster 
Gazette  in  London,  and  an  American  reprint  is  to  be  issued 
by  a  New  York  firm. 


A  man  who  had  lost  both  legs  and  one  arm  was  charged 
in  a  London  police  court  last  week  with  assault,  and  the  evi- 
dence justified  his  committal  to  trial.  He  used  his  wooden 
legs  with  terrible  effect  in  resisting  an  attempt  to  take  him 
into  custody.  On  another  charge  he  kicked  one  constable, 
tripped  up  another,  and  then  threw  himself  on  his  back  and 
struck  out  at  large.  His  legs  had  to  be  taken  off  before  he 
was  secured. 


In  making  treaties  with  China,  each  foreign  country  has 
chosen  its  own  name.  England  is  Ying  Kwo,  the  flourish- 
ing country  ;  France  is  Fa  Kwo,  the  law-abiding  country  ; 
the  United  States,  Mei  Kwo,  the  beautiful  country  ;  Ger- 
many, J£  Kwo,  the  virtuous  country  ;  Italy,  I  Kwo,  the  coun- 
try of  justice  ;  Japan  is  Ji  Kwo,  the  land  of  the  sun,  but  she 
prefers  to  be  called  Ji  Pen,  the  land  of  the  rising 


8 


THE        ARGONAUT. 


November  19,  1894. 


LITERARY    NOTES. 


Personal  and  Miscellaneous  Gossip. 

We  have  received  from  a  friend  of  Beatrice 
Harraden,  who  is  now  rusticating  on  a  ranch  near 
San  Diego,  a  note  which  says  : 

"'Things  Will  Take  a  Turn'  is  not  a  new  book, 
but  was  written  by  her  many  years  ago  for  some  chil- 
dren friends.  It  was  published  by  Messrs.  Blackie  & 
Co.,  also  many  years  ago.  and  they  are  now  issuing  it  in 
a  new  form,  with  illustrations,  after  having  had  a  long 
and  steady  demand  for  it  in  a  cheap  form.  She  adds  : 
*  I  do  not  want  any  one  to  think  that  I  have  written  a 
new  book  yet.'" 

"  Maelcho"  is  the  title  of  the  new  historical  ro- 
mance by  the  Hon.  Emily  Lawless,  which  is  pub- 
lished by  D.  Appleton  &  Co.  Like  "  Grania,"  this 
story  relates  to  Ireland  ;  but  it  is  Ireland  in  tht 
stirring  days  of  the  sixteenth  century. 

One  of  the  attractive  novelties  for  the  coming 
holidays  is  the  series  of  books  of  movable  and  cut- 
out pictures  for  children  got  out  by  K.  P.  Dutton  & 
Co.  It  includes  seven  booklets,  brilliantly  colored 
and  ingeniously  arranged  to  move  or  fold  up,  their 
titles  being  "  Touch  and  Go,"  "  Panorama  Pict- 
ures," "  Here  and  There,"  "  Peep-Show  Pictures," 
"  Pleasant  Pastime  Pictures,"  "  Little  Folk's  Farm- 
yard," and  "  Mister's  Farmyard." 

Of  the  "greatest  living  writers  of  English 
fiction,"  a  writer  in  Leslies  Weekly  says  : 

"  It  is  rather  a  curious  fact  that  two  of  the  four  greatest 
living  writers  of  English  fiction  have,  until  the  present 
time,  escaped  popularity,  and  I  doubt  if  it  ever  really 
finds  them  out.  But  Henry  James  and  George  Mere- 
dith both  have  the  appreciation  and  admiration  of  that 
select  few  whose  commendation  is  alone  worth  the  seek- 
ing. One  of  these  is  Mr.  Robert  Bridges,  better  known 
as  'Droch,'  whose  trenchant,  critical  paragraphs  about 
books  in  Life  are  of  more  value  than  they  pretend  to  be. 
Speaking  of  'Lord  Ormont  and  His  Aminta,'  'Droch' 
recently  said :  'To  many  readers  this  novel  will  appeal 
as  the  latest  expression  of  the  foremost  living  writer  of 
fiction  in  English.'  How  I  shuddered  for  the  devoted 
'  Droch,'  and  not  without  reason.  Hardly  a  week  passed 
before  that  very  genial,  but  utterly  irresponsible, 
'  Lounger,'  of  the  Critic,  called  him  to  task  in  this  wise : 
*  My  dear  sir,  are  you  laboring  under  the  impression  that 
Stevenson,  Kipling,  and  Earrie  are  dead?  .  .  .  But  you 
are  not  alone.  There  are  others  suffering  from  the  same 
delusion,  which,  like  so  many  delusions,  passes  the  com- 
prehension of  those  not  laboring  under  it."  Kipling  and 
Bame  could  only  be  named  in  the  same  breath  with 
Stevenson  and  Meredith  by  the  '  Lounger' !  It  was  he 
who,  the  week  before,  remarked  that  Marion  Crawford, 
during  his  just  finished  stay  in  America,  had  written  one 
novelette  and  four  novels,  and  added  :  '  Could  any  other 
novelist  do  as  much  and  as  well?'  Heaven  forbid  that 
any  other  artist  ever  again  be  gifted  with  the  same 
fecundity  that  has  dragged  Crawford  down  to  a  fourth- 
rate  position,  sacrificing  undoubted  talent,  if  not  genius, 
for  the  sake  of  what?  Or,  as  Mr.  James  would  say,  has 
made  him  burn  his  standards  and  warm  himself  at  the 
blaze." 

Lord  Roberts  will  publish  early  next  year   his 

-  reminiscences  of  more  than  forty  years  of  service 

I    in   India,   from   subaltern  to   commander-in-chief. 

His  career  includes  the  period  of  the   mutiny  of 

1857-8,  with  the  siege  of  Delhi  and  the  relief  of 

Lucknow. 

The  original  Maurice  Leloir  edition  of  "  The 
Three  Musketeers  "  is  to  be  published  immediately 
by  D.  Appleton  &  Co.  in   a  superb  idition  de  luxe. 

Froude,  in  1869,  as  Lord  Rector  of  St.  Andrew's 
University,  delivered  an  address  on  the  demoraliz-  j 
ing  effect  of  the  church  on  history.  Soon  after, 
Charles  Kingsley,  his  brother-in-law,  resigned  the 
professorship  of  history  at  Cambridge,  saying  that 
no  honest  man  could  teach  history  any  more. 
Thereupon  these  lines  appeared,  which  are  as- 
cribed to  Stubs,  the  historian,  now  Bishop  of  Ox- 
ford: 

"  While  Froude  assures  the  Scottish  youth 
That  parsons  do  not  care  for  truth, 
The  Reverend  Canon  Kingsley  cries 
'  All  history's  a  pack  of  lies  ! ' 

"  What  cause  for  judgment  so  malign  V 

A  little  thought  may  solve  the  mystery  ; 
Kor  Kroude  thinks  Kingsley's  a  divine. 
And  Kingsley  goes  to  Froude  for  history." 

iJr.  Conan  Doyle's  new  book  of  short  stories, 
"  Round  the  Red  Lamp,"  which  the  Appletons 
publish,  was  a  success  before  it  was  put  upon  the 
market,  as  the  first  edition  was  sold  in  advance 
and  a  second  one  nearly  disposed  of  in  a  week 
from  the  day  it  was  issued. 

Justin  Huntley  McCarthy  has  written  his  first 
three-volume  novel.  It  is  called  "  A  London 
Legend,"  and  it  is  nearly  ready  for  publication. 

A  fine  edition,  in  three  volumes,  of  "  The  In- 
goldsby  Legends  "  is  coming  out  in  London.  Mrs. 
Bond,  the  daughter  of  the  author,  has  prepared  it, 


and  she  contributes  a  memoir,  a  bibliography,  and 
occasional  notes.  A  portrait  of  the  author,  a  repro- 
duction of  a  water-color  by  Cruikshank,  hitherto 
unpublished,  and  the  well-known  illustrations  on 
steel  and  wood,  by  other  famous  artists,  will  adorn 
the  edition. 

Nearly  one  thousand  novels  a  year  are  issued  in 
England.  That  is  about  two  and  a  half  novels, 
most  of  them  in  three  volumes,  for  every  day  in 
the  year.  In  the  New  York  novel  market,  it  aver- 
ages about  ten  novels  in  book-form  a  week,  or 
nearly  one  and  a  half  per  day,  most  of  them  but  a 
single  volume.  The  supply  of  foreign-made  goods 
in  our  market  exceeds  domestic. 

The  new  novel  by  the  author  of  "A  Yellow 
Aster"  is  called  '*  Children  of  Circumstances,"  and 
will  be  issued  soon  in  the  Town  and  Country  Li- 
brary of  the  Messrs.  Appleton. 

The  Rev.  Dr.  C.  Ellis  Stevens's  work  on 
"Sources  of  the  Constitution  of  the  United 
States"  has  received  notable  foreign  recognition. 
Its  author  has  just  been  created  by  the  King  of 
Portugal  a  Knight  Commander  of  one  of  the 
highest  orders  of  knighthood  in  Portugal,  and  has 
also  received  the  decoration  of  Knight  of  the 
Spanish  Order  of  Isabella  from  the  Queen  Regent 
of  Spain. 

Dr.  Nicoll,  editor  of  the  British  Weekly,  finds 
after  a  careful  scrutiny  that  the  two  best-selling 
writers  of  fiction  in  Great  Britain,  now  living,  are 
Mr.  Barrie  and  Mr,  Rider  Haggard.     He  says  : 

"  A  new  book  by  Mr.  Barrie  would,  however,  sell  twice 
as  many  copies  as  one  by  Mr.  Haggard.  After  these  I 
would  place  Dr.  Conan  Doyle,  while  Mr.  Kipling  comes 
fourth.  After  him,  Mr.  Hall  Caine  and  Mr.  Crockett, 
who  run  each  other  hard." 

"  Evolution  and  Ethics"  is  the  title  of  the  forth- 
coming volume  in  the  complete  edition  of  Huxley's 
works,  which  is  being  published  by  D.  Appleton  & 
Co.  This  volume  is  peculiarly  timely  in  its  dis- 
cussions : 

In  addition  to  his  chapters  upon  Evolution  and  Ethics 
and  Science  and  Morals,  the  author  treats  of  "  Capital  as 
the  Mother  of  Labor."  Nearly  half  the  book  is  de- 
voted to  an  analysis  of  "Social  Diseases  and  Worse 
Remedies,"  wherein  Mr.  Huxley  deals  with  "  The 
Struggle  for  Existence,"  with  socialistic  theories,  and 
with  the  question  of  the  extent  of  state  aid.  He  also 
takes  the  methods  and  results  of  the  Salvation  Army. 

Miss  Louise  Imogen  Guiney,  who  is  post-mistress 
of  Auburndale,  Mass.,  has  been  boycotted  bya  num- 
ber of  people  in  the  town  because  she  keeps  two 
two-hundred-pound  dogs,  alleged  to  be  fierce. 
People  refuse  to  buy  any  stamps  at  the  office,  and 
the  business  has  fallen  off  so  seriously  that  the  gov- 
ernment has  reduced  Miss  Guiney's  salary  one  hun- 
dred dollars.  Literary  people  all  over  New  Eng- 
land, having  heard  of  this,  are  sending  her  orders 
for  stamps. 

Mr.  Max  Beerhohm,  who  has  attracted  a  not  al- 
together flattering  attention  to  himself  by  his  de- 
fense of  things  that  most  people  think  are  not  de- 
fensible, has  written  a  defense  of  George  the 
Fourth  for  the  current  number  of  The  Yellow  Book. 

Emile  Zola  has  communicated  to  the  Temps  some 
details  as  to  the  scheme  of  his  next  work  : 

"The  subject  is  to  be  the  three  Romes,  or  rather,  he 
says,  the  four  Romes  :  Ancient  Rome,  Rome  of  the  Mid- 
dle Ages,  Papal  Rome,  and  the  Rome  of  to-day .  M.  Zola 
is  particularly  anxious  for  an  interview  with  the  Pope, 
because,  as  he  asks :  '  How  can  I  write  a  book  on  Rome 
without  having  seen  that  high  personage  who  dominates 
the  entire  policy  of  the  age,  and  whose  rdle  in  the  affairs 
of  the  world  is  so  little  known?'  The  Pontiff,  he  says, 
will  be  the  central  figure  in  his  work,  just  as  Napoleon 
the  Third  was  the  central  figure  in  'La  Debacle.'  His 
Abbe  Pierre,  of  '  Lourdes,'  will  go  to  Rome  with  the  ob- 
ject of  finding  out  a  harmony  between  Evangelical  doc- 
trine and  the  democracy,  which  M.  Zola  regards  as  pos- 
sible, and  between  religion  and  the  progress  of  science, 
which  is  quite  another  thing.  M.  Zola  wishes  it  to  be 
understood  that  he  does  not  expect,  as  the  Italians  have 
suggested,  to  study  and  know  Rome  by  a  three  or  four 
weeks'  visit.  He  has  already  been  devoting  a  long  and 
arduous  study  to  the  subject,  and  his  visit  is  only  the  last 
course  of  his  study." 

"  Songs  of  the  Soil  "  is  the  title  of  Mr.  Frank  L. 
Stanton's  book  of  poems  published  by  D.  Apple- 
ton  &  Co.  In  the  preface  Joel  Chandler  Harris 
states  that  no  American  poet  is  more  popular  than 
Mr.  Stanton,  if  popularity  is  to  be  measured  by 
the  republication  of  verses  in  the  newspapers. 

In  1925,  a  prize  of  one  million  dollars  will  be 
given  to  the  writer  whom  the  Russian  National 
Academy  shall  adjudge  to  have  written  the  best 
biography  of  Alexander  the  First.  The  prize  is 
the  outgrowth  of  a  fund  of  fifty  thousand  roubles 
given  by  a  favorite   minister  of  Alexander  the  First 


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in  1825,  and  left  to  accumulate  at  compound  in- 
terest for  a  century. 

The  recent  death  of  Mr.  Launt  Thompson  recalls 
the  fact  that  it  was  in  his  studio  that  Mr.  T.  B. 
Aldrich  first  saw  Miss  Lillian  Woodman,  who 
afterward  became  Mrs.  Aldrich.  The  Bookbuyer 
tells  the  story  thus  : 

"  It  was  just  after  he  had  written  the  '  Ballad  of  Baby 
Bell,'  and  while  he  was  still  a  young  man  so  undis- 
tinguished by  name  that  Mr.  Thompson  did  not  venture 
to  introduce  him  to  the  brilliant  young  woman  who  was 
a  star  in  New  York  society  at  the  time.  But  after  he  had 
gone,  in  reply  to  a  question  Mr,  Thompson  said  :  'That 
is  the  man  who  wrote  "  Baby  Bell." '  And  before  very 
long  Mr.  Aldrich  formed  the  acquaintance  of  Miss 
Woodman.  The  whole  story  of  the  incident,  with  ante- 
cedent and  following  circumstances,  as  told  by  a  member 
of  the  family,  is  quite  as  exquisite  a  romance  as  Mr. 
Aldrich  ever  wrote.  But  it  is  said  that  they  fell  in  love 
with  each  other  at  that  moment— though  neither  knew 
the  other  s  name." 

"The  Golden  Fairy  Book."  announced  by  D. 
Appleton  &  Co.,  is  a  selection  of  Continental  fairy- 
stories,  and  includes  classics  of  French,  German, 
Russian,  Servian,  and  Italian  origin,  and  one  story 
which  comes  from  South  Africa. 

"Whistler  on  "Trilby." 
The  first  issue  of  Harry  Furniss's  new  comic 
paper,  Lika  Joko,  starts  with  an  open  letter  on 
"Trilby."  which,  it  transpires,  is  a  parody  of  Mr. 
Whistler's  "Gentle  Art  of  Making  Enemies."  It 
says  something  for  the  excellence  of  this  travesty 
that  on  tht;  morning  of  its  appearance  several  of 
the  London  dailies,  and  a  very  large  number  of  read- 
ers, thought  that  this  letter  was  actually  the  gen- 
uine production  of  Mr.  Whistler  himself.  We 
quote  parts  of  the  letter  : 

"  Safts  rancune,  Mr.  Punch.  I  observe  that  your  family 
is  going  out  into  the  world.  Can  it  be  that  your  long — 
must  I  say  tedious? — liaison  with  La  Veuve  Ramsbotham 
has  so  flouted  all  the  mala-proprieties  that  the  young 
people  have  begun  to  take  dangerous  notice?  Even  the 
ever-youthful  Du  Maurier,  the  ever- faithful,  the  master 
of  the  One  Immutable  Type  of  Feminine  Beauty  and 
Purity,  has  gone  a-flirting  on  his  own  account  in  the 
Quartier  Latin  with  a  blaiichisseuse  <&_/?«  and  has  pub- 
lished his  reminiscences  of  La  Belle  Trilby. 

"  Amazing  !     Mes  complimettts .' 

"The  impudence  and  indecency  of  republishing  in 
more  or  less  permanent  book  form  letters  written  to  news- 
papers, private  correspondence,  magazine  articles  and 
stories,  and  such  like  imbecilities  are  beyond  necessity  of 
proof.  I  have  done  it  myself;  I  know.  But  even  in  im- 
pudence and  indecency  there  should  be  honesty.  The 
republication  of  this  magazine  story  is  dishonest.  I  note 
— oh,  the  shame  of  it  I — alterations,  additions,  omissions. 
The  alterations  and  additions  as  evidencing  a  creditable 
desire  on  the  part  of  a  scarcely  fledged  author  to  improve 
his  chirrup  I  might  have  forgiven,  but  not  the  omission — 
not  the  One  Unpardonable  Omission.  This  republication 
has  omitted  Me. 

"Of  the  'scribe'  of  'Trilby' — he  calls  himself  thus 
ten  times  in  his  story — 'the  present  scribe'  desires  to 
speak,  in  all  gentle  sympathy,  of  his  work  with  that  hush 
which  comes  at  the  prospect  of  imminent  popularity. 
The  plains  of  popularity  are  bestrewn  with  skeletons  of 
the  men  of  many  editions ;  of  the  much-engraved  and 
photo-processed  ones ;  of  the  monkey  minstrels  of  the 
hurdy-gurdies.  There  lie  the  multi-voluminous  forms  of 
the  Rev.  E.  P.  Roe,  Maria  Edgeworth,  and  G.  P.  R. 
James  ;  there  are  Marcus  Stone,  maker  or  maker-up  of 
eternal  amantium  irae,  and  Frith,  the  heaven-born  auc- 
tioneer, save  for  that  fatal  toss-up  which  made  an  artist 
of  him  ;  there  are  Tosti,  the  tinkling,  and  Ivan  Caryll, 
nic  Tilkins ;  there  are  Nahum  Tate  and  Pye,  poets 
laureate,  and  Lewis  Morris,  candidate  for  their  shoes ; 
Quilter  the  'Arry,  and  Hamerton  the  'Arriet,  of  art  criti- 
cism ;  with  countless  other  mediocrities.  Upon  these  we 
look  pitifully  down  from  the  everlasting  hills — Beethoven, 
Velasquez,  and  I. 

"  Pause,  my  dear  Du  Maurier,  ere  for  this  poor  popu- 
larity you  desert  your  rightful  preeminence  as  the  Corney 
Grain  of  Art.  Be  warned  by  the  example  of  Oscar,  who, 
having  published  a  century  of  paradoxes — the  wit  of 
many  and  the  wisdom  of  one — has  married,  cut  his  hair, 
and  retired  to  the  decent  impropriety  of  the  footlights. 
How  much  better  is  unpopularity  !  I  also,  moi  gut  voits 
parlc,  am  unpopular. 

"  But  let  me  return  to  the  Great  Omission.  In  the  fas- 
cinating numbers  of  'Trilby,'  as  they  appeared  in  Har- 
per's Afagazine,  I  read  with  delight  of  one  Joe  Sibley, 
idle  apprentice,  King  of  Bohemia,  roi  des  truands,  always 
in  debt,  vain,  witty,  exquisite  and  original  in  art,  eccen- 
tric in  dress,  genial,  caressing,  scrupulously  clean,  sympa- 
thetic, charming  ;  an  irresistible  but  unreliable  friend,  a 
jester  of  infinite  humor,  a  man  now  perched  upon  a  pin- 
nacle of  fame  (and  notoriety),  a  worshiper  of  himself ;  a 
white-haired,  tall,  slim,  graceful  person,  with  pretty  man- 
ners and  an  unimpeachable  moral  tone.  My  only  regret 
was  that  too  little  was  said  about  so  charming  a  creation. 
I  looked  to  see  more  of  him  in  the  published  three  vol- 
umes. But  no  !  I  found  the  addition  of  some  thoughtful 
excnrs?ises  by  Mr.  du  Maurier  upon  nudity,  agnosticism, 
and  other  more  hazardous  subjects,  which  had,  presum- 
ably, been  judged  too  strong  for  the  ice-watered,  ice- 
creamed  constitution  of  the  American  Philistine  ;  but  I 
looked  in  vain  for  the  delightful  Joseph  Sibley.  In  his 
place,  I  find  a  yellow-haired  Switzer,  one  Antony,  son  of 
a  respectable  burgher  of  Lausanne,  who  is  now  tall,  stout, 
strikingly  handsome,  and  rather  bald,  but  who  in  his 
youth  had  all  the  characteristics  of  the  lost  Joseph 
Sibley — his  idleness,  his  debts,  his  humor,  his  art,  his 
eccentricity,  his  charm.  I  rubbed  my  eyeglass.  Je  me 
suis  demandi poitrquoi. 

"The  answer  came  to  me  in  a  vision  of  myself.  It 
was  1,  hit,  lo,  )'o.  Ego — I  in  all  the  languages  of  whose 
alphabet  Mr.  du  Maurier  holds  the  secret — who  was  the 
sympathetic,  charming,  irresistible,  unreliable,  idle,  sar- 
castic, clean,  graceful,  famous-notorious  worshiper  of 
Himself  and  art ;  but  1  also,  the  terrible,  the  contentious, 
the  launcher  of  elaborate  epigrams,  the  twopenny  cane- 
wielder,  the  turbulent  libel  auctioneer,  the  scalp-hunter— 
I,  as  some  trumpery  outsider,  I  think  Oscar,  has  called 
me,  the  rowdy  and  unpleasant. 

"  Lika  Joko,  I  am  not  rowdy,  I  am  not  unpleasant ;  but 
I  can  recall  with  exhilaration  that  I  am  delicately  con- 
tentious. I  am  an  arrangement  of  porpoise-hide  and 
sensitive  plant,  a  harmony  of  the  dry  gelatine  and  the 
nickel-sleel  plate.  Call  me  a  sweep,  if  you  will ;  but  dis- 
arrange my  harmonies  of  soot  and  I  write  to  the  papers 
at  once.  Therefore,  I  can  smile  at  the  disappearance  of 
Mr.  Joseph  Sibley  :  je  metttfiresse  de  fairs,  la  connaissance 
de  M.  Antoine.  bourgeois,  de  Lausanne.  I  am  content. 
ft  tiens.  I  hold,  the  Anglo-French  scalp  of  you,  Mr. 
(or  Monsieur)  du  Maurier," 


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LITERARY    NOTES. 


New  Publications. 

A  new  selection  of  "First  Latin  Readings." 
by  Robert  Arrowsmith.  Ph.  D-,  and  George  M. 
VVhicher,  M.  A.,  has  been  published  by  the  Ameri- 
can Book  Company,  New  York  ;  price,  $1.25. 

"A  Moral  Busybody,"  by  "Alan  Dale,"  in 
which  Dr.  Parkhurst's  crusade  against  immorality 
in  New  York  is  distorted  into  a  meretricious  story, 
is  published  by  the  Mascot  Publishing  Company, 
New  York  ;  price,  50  cents. 

"  About  Girls,"  by  Helen  Follett,  a  collection  of 
amusing  little  papers  originally  printed  in  a  Chicago 
journal  on  the  fads  and  foibles  of  the  Chicago 
young  woman,  has  been  issued  in  paper  covers  by 
Laird  &  Lee,  Chicago  ;  price,  25  cents. 

Bernardin  de  Saint-Pierre's  immortal  story  of 
"  Paul  and  Virginia,"  with  a  memoir  of  the  author 
and  Maurice  Leloir's  excellent  illustrations,  is  one 
of  the  handsome  holiday  books  issued  by  D. 
Appleton  &  Co.,  New  York  ;  price,  $1.50. 

"  The  Better  World,"  by  E.  B.  Southwick, 
M.  D.  ;  "  Religion  and  the  Bible,"  by  F.  D.  Cum- 
mings  ;  and  "  A  Tale  of  a  Halo,"  by  Morgan  A. 
Robertson,  have  been  published  by  the  Truth- 
seeker  Company,  New  York  ;  price,  50  cents  each. 

"Three  Boys  on  an  Electrical  Boat,"  by  John 
Trowbridge,  is  a  story  for  boys,  with  plenty  of  ad- 
venture in  it  and  no  little  dash  of  the  mechanical 
ingenuity  that  were  so  strong  a  charm  in  Verne's 
tales."  Published  by  Houghton,  Mifflin  &  Co., 
Boston  ;  price,  $1.00. 

"  Marie,"  by  Laura  E.  Richards,  is  a  pretty  tale 
of  a  little  French  girl  who  runs  away  from  the 
circus  where  they  had  threatened  to  take  her  be- 
loved violin  from  her,  and  comes,  with  her  artistic 
and  passionate  nature,  like  a  little  firebrand  into  a 
Calvinistic  Maine  village.  Published  by  Estes  & 
Lauriat,  Boston  ;  price,  50  cents. 

"Hope  Benham:  A  Story  for  Girls,"  by  Nora 
perTy — jt  is  her  first  long  story— has  for  its  heroine 
a  brave  little  girl  who  makes  a  few  dollars  by  sell- 
ing trailing  arbutus  that  she  has  picked  herself,  and 
buys  a  violin,  becoming  in  the  end  a  noted  musi- 
cian. She  is  a  brave,  honest  girl  throughout  the 
story,  and  this  narration  of  her  experiences  will  be 
found  entertaining.  Published  by  Little,  Brown 
&  Co.,  Boston  ;  price,  $1.50. 

"  Woman  in  Epigram  :  Flashes  of  Wit,  Wisdom, 
and  Satire  from  the  World's  Literature"  is  an 
amusing  little  book  compiled  by  Frederick  W. 
Morton.  Its  contents  are  culled  from  the  writings 
of  both  men  and  women,  from  the  Latin  satirists 
to  Amelia  E.  Barr,  and  are  an  astonishing  evidence 
of  the  protean  and  enigmatic  nature  of  the  eternal 
feminine.  The  author  has  indexed  his  book  by 
authors  and  by  subjects,  making  it  a  useful  one  for 
the  important  purpose  of  verifying  one's  quotations. 
Published  by  A.  C.  McClurg  &  Co.,  Chicago; 
price,  $1.00. 

"  About  Women  :  What  Men  have  Said,"  is  the 
title  of  a  pretty  birthday  book  of  quotations  chosen 
and  arranged  by  Rose  Porter.  It  contains  a  quota- 
tion for  each  day  of  the  year,  the  successive 
months  of  the  year  being  devoted  each  to  a  single 
author  ;  thus,  Shakespeare  has  January  ;  Milton, 
February,  and  so  on,  the  remaining  authors  be- 
ing, in  this  order,  Byron,  Scott.  Wordsworth, 
Carlyle,  Coventry  Patmore,  Victor  Hugo.  Robert 
Browning,  Thackeray,  Tennyson,  and  Ruskin. 
Published  by  G.  P.  Putnam's  Sons,  New  York ; 
price,  si-00- 

"  In  Bird  Land  "  is  the  title  of  a  little  book  con- 
taining several  papers  by  Leander  S.  Keyser,  set- 
ting forth  his  observations  of  bird  life.  His  field 
has  been  for  the  most  part  in  and  about  Spring- 
field, O.,  but  much  of  what  he  has  written,  nota- 
bly the  papers  on  bird  courtship,  bird  nurseries, 
bird  high  schools,  bird  work,  bird  play,  and  bird 
death,  is  applicable  to  the  feathered  denizens  of 
almost  any  clime.  The  last  chapter  is  a  bird 
anthology  from  Lowell.  The  work  is  indexed. 
Published  by  A.  C.  McClurg  &  Co.,  Chicago; 
price,  $1.25. 

Mrs.  W.  K.  Clifford,  whose  "  Love- Letters  of  a 
Worldly  Woman  "  gained  her  a  wide  circle  of  ad- 
mirers, has  written  another  strange  story  in  "  A 
Flash  of  Summer."  It  has  for  its  heroine  a  woman 
who  is  brought  up  in  the  most  strict  seclusion  of 
the  old-fashioned  school  of  training  girls,  and  is 
then  given  in  marriage  to  a  brute  who  maltreats 
her  cruelly.  She  runs  away  from  this  man,  and 
then  comes  a  brief  "flash  of  summer,"  which, 
however,  is  too  late.  There  are  some  fine  pas- 
sages in  the  book.  Published  by  D.  Appleton  & 
Co.,  New  York  ;  price.  Si. 50. 

"Decatur  and  Somers "  is  the  latest  of  Molly 
Elliott  Seawell's  brief  romances  of  the  American 
navy.  It  is  the  story  of  two  young  midshipmen 
who  rose  to  be  captains,  and  one  of  whom  bravely 
laid  down  his  life  for  his  country  and  the  cause  of 
humanity  in  the  war  against  the  Tripolitan  pirates 
in  the  opening  years  of  this  century.  It  is  an  ex- 
citing tale,  but  the  excitement  is  born  of  admira- 
tion for  the  bravery  and  honor  of  the  young  heroes 
and  their  companions.     "  Decatur  and  Somers  "  is 


to  be  warmly  commended  to  young  readers  for  its 
vivid  pictures  of  the  American  navy  in  its  most 
glorious  period.  Published  by  D.  Appleton  &  Co., 
New  York  ;  price,  51.00. 

S.  R.  Crockett  keeps  to  his  familiar  Galloway 
for  the  scene  of  his  new  novel,  "The  Lilac  Sun- 
bonnet,"  but,  instead  of  a  tale  of  rapine  and  ad- 
venture like  "  The  Raiders,"  it  is  a  charming  love- 
story,  with  nothing  more  thrilling  in  it  than  a  split 
in  a  sect  of  Scotch  Presbyterians.  Though  each 
lover  has  a  rival,  the  course  of  their  true  love  runs 
smooth  enough,  and  they  are  an  attractive  couple 
throughout  the  tale.  The  schism  in  the  church 
gives  Mr.  Crockett  opportunity  for  much  quiet  fun- 
making,  which,  however,  never  degenerates  into 
low  comedy,  but  is  always  tempered  with  a  certain 
atmosphere  of  reverence.  Published  by  D.  Apple- 
ton  &  Co.,  New  York  ;  price,  S1-^0- 

Dr.  S.  Weir  Mitchell  has  published  his  new 
novel,  "  When  All  the  Woods  are  Green,"  in  book- 
form,  without  the  preliminary  of  serial  publication. 
It  deals  with  the  experiences  of  Mr.  and  Mrs. 
Archibald  Lyndsay,  Miss  Anne  Lyndsay,  a  maiden 
lady,  their  daughter  Rose,  and  their  three  young 
sons  among  the  salmon-streams  of  New  Brunswick. 
Two  young  Bostonians  encamped  near  them  and  the 
Canadian  lumbermen  of  the  region  furnish  the  other 
actors  of  the  tale,  which  is'  chiefly  remarkable  for  the 
very  intimate  way  in  which  the  reader  is  initiated 
into  the  private  affairs  of  the  leading  personages. 
The  characters  are  strongly  drawn,  and  there  are 
pathos,  comedy,  and  tragedy  in  the  story,  and 
through  it  all  one  seems  to  scent  the  resinous  odor 
of  the  pines.  Published  by  the  Century  Company. 
New  York  ;  price,  $1.50. 

The  second  volume  of  Edgar  Stanton  Maclay's 
"  History  of  the  United  States  Navy  from  1775  to 
1894 "  has  just  been  issued,  covering  the  period 
from  the  latter  part  of  the  War  of  1812  up  to  the 
present  date.  Of  the  high  character  of  the  work, 
its  thoroughness,  honesty  of  purpose,  and  scholarly 
accomplishment,  the  first  volume  has  been  a  suffi- 
cient proof ;  it  is  necessary  here  only  to  indicate 
the  scope  of  the  second  volume.  The  opening 
chapter  deals  with  the  naval  war  of  1814,  and  there- 
after follow  accounts  of  the  minor  wars  and  expe- 
ditions from  1815  to  1861.  The  naval  history  of  the 
Civil  War  fills  more  than  one-half  of  the  six  hun- 
dred and  forty  pages,  and  the  navy  of  to-day  is 
described  in  three  chapters.  The  volume  concludes 
with  two  appendixes — a  list  of  ships  in  the  present 
United  States  navy  and  a  roll  of  honor  of  seamen 
who  have  won  medals  for  bravery  in  action.  There 
is  an  index  to  the  two  volumes.  Published  by  D. 
Appleton  &  Co..  New  York  ;  price,  S3-5°  a-  volume. 

G.  Mercer  Adams  has  edited  a  new — and  quite 
unauthorized — edition  of  Justin  McCarthy's  ad- 
mirable "  History  of  Our  Own  Times,"  bringing 
that  work,  which  treats  of  English  history  in  our 
day  from  the  accession  of  Queen  Victoria  to  the 
general  election  of  1880,  up  to  date  by  the  addition 
of  five  supplementary  chapters,  which  are  not  so 
admirable  from  several  points  of  view.  Their  titles 
are:  "Mr.  Gladstone's  Second  Ministry,  1880- 
1885,"  "  The  Jubilee  and  Lord  Salisbury's  Admin- 
istration, 1886-1892,"  "  Irish  Home  Rule,"  "  Lord 
Rosebery  and  the  Dawn  of  Revolutionary  Politics." 
and  "  The  Literature  of  the  Reign — Third  Survey  " 
— in  which,  by  the  way,  there  is  no  mention  of 
Edward  Fitzgerald.  The  literary  morality  of  Mr. 
Adams's  unauthorized  appropriation  of  Mr.  Mc- 
Carthy's work  is  questionable  ;  of  the  practical 
utility  of  his  new  edition,  with  its  revised  index, 
however,  there  can  be  no  two  opinions.  The  work — 
it  is  in  two  volumes — is  enriched  by  the  insertion  of 
several  portraits,  including  those  of  Kipling  and 
Barry.  Published  by  Lovell,  Coryell  &  Co.,  New 
York  ;  price,  $3.00. 

"The  Unguarded  Gates  and  Other  Poems  "is 
the  title  of  the  collected  volume  of  Thomas  Bailey 
Aldrich's  recent  poems.  It  takes  its  name  from  the 
poet's  warning  against  foreign  immigration  : 

"  Wide  open  and  unguarded  stand  our  gates. 
And  through  them  presses  a  wild  motley  throng " 

Next  follows  his  "  Elmwood,"  in  memory  of 
James  Russell  Lowell,  and  a  few  pages  further  on 
is  the  ode,  "  When  from  the  Tense  Chords  of  that 
Mighty  Lyre."  written  of  the  death  of  Tennyson. 
"The  Lament  of  El  Moulok,"  "At  Nijni-Nov- 
gorod,"  "The  Sailing  of  the  Autocrat,"  "  Insom- 
nia," and  the  dirge  for  "Imogen"  are  among  the 
polished,  graceful,  and  virile  poems  one  recalls 
from  the  magazines  and  gladly  finds  here  again  ; 
and  some  of  the  seven  sonnets  and  the  quatrains  in 
the  division  called  "  Footnotes  "  are  also  old  friends 
refound.  "  The  Unguarded  Gates  and  Other 
Poems"  contains  evidence  of  an  improvement — a 
more  mellow  and  perhaps  subtler  thought,  a  finer 
art  in  the  use  of  words,  an  even  more  exquisite 
sense  of  melody — on  Mr.  Aldrich's  earlier  poems. 
It  should  be  owned  by  every  lover  of  fine  verse. 
Published  by  Houghton,  Mifflin  &  Co.,  Boston  ; 
price,  $1.25. 

A.  G.  Radcliffe,  whose  "  Schools  and  Masters  of 
Painting  "  is  well  known,  has  written  a  companion- 
volume  on  "Schools  and  Masters  of  Sculpture." 
Its  purpose  is  to  give  "  not  only  the  strict  history  ot 
sculpture,  but  some  glimpses  of  the  fresh  vistas  of 
description  lately  opened  up,  of  the  strange  illum- 
inations cast  by  modern  discovery,  and  of  the  new 


promise  discernible  in  modern  promise."  Begin- 
ning with  Egyptian  sculpture  and  sculptors,  the 
work  follows  the  development  of  the  plastic  art 
through  the  Assyrian  and  Asiatic  schools.  The 
Greek  school  occupies  five  chapters — one  on  the 
"  Nature  and  Subject  of  Greek  Sculpture,"  and  one 
each  on  "Archaic  and  Pre-Pheidian  Masters," 
"The  Age  of  Pheidias,"  "  Pupils  and  Associates 
of  Pheidias,"  and  "  Later  Attic  and  Alexandrine 
Masters."  Roman,  Early  Christian,  and  Medizeval 
Cathedral  sculpture  are  next  considered,  and  then 
come  two  chapters  on  Italian  sculpture,  in  the 
Renaissance  and  in  the  age  of  Michael  Angelo  and 
his  successors.  France,  Germany,  and  England 
are  next  treated  in  long  chapters  ;  then  follow 
"  Sculptors  and  Sculpture  in  the  Nineteenth  Cent- 
ury "  and  "  Study  of  Sculptures  in  the  Museums  of 
Europe,"  and  the  volume  •  concludes  with  "Study 
of  Sculpture  in  American  Museums."  The  book 
is  well  illustrated  and  indexed.  Published  by  D. 
Appleton  &  Co.,  New  York  ;  price,  $3.00. 

"  To  treat  fully  and  competently  all  subjects 
which  interest  and  concern  the  American  woman  of 
to-day"  is  a  tremendous  task,  but  it  seems  to  have 
been  pretty  successfully  accomplished  in  "The 
Woman's  Book."  This  is  a  large  work  in  two 
royal  octavo  volumes  of  four  hundred  pages  each, 
and  its  scope  is  so  vast  and  its  treatment  of  topics 
so  thorough,  that  we  can  only  faintly  indicate  its 
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Volume  I. — "Occupations  for  Women,"  by  Philip  G. 
Hubert,  Jr.  ;  "  Women  in  their  Business  Affairs,"  by  W. 
O.  Stoddard;  "The  Principles  of  Housekeeping,"  by 
Lillian  W.  Betts  ;  "  Society  and  Social  Usages,"  by  Con- 
stance Cary  Harrison  ;  "  The  .■Esthetics  of  Dress."  by 
Eva  Wilder  McGlasson  ;  "  Dress  from  a  Practical 
Standpoint,"  by  several  writers ;  "  Hygiene  in  the 
Home,"  by  J.  West  Roosevelt,  M.  D. ;  "The  Training 
of  Children,"  by  Kate  Douglas  Wiggin  ;  "The  Educa- 
tion of  Women,"  by  Lyman  Abbot,  D.  D. ;  "  Books  and 
Reading,"  by  Thomas  Wentworth  Higginson ;  and 
•'The  Art  of  Travel."  by  Elizabeth  Bisland. 

Volume  II. — "The  Home  Grounds,"  by  Samuel  Par- 
sons, Jr.;  "The  Flower  Garden,"  by  John  N.  Gerard; 
"  House  Building,"  by  Helen  Churchill  Candee  ;  "  House 
Decorating  and  Furnishing."  by  Mary  Gay  Humphreys; 
"Women's  Opportunities  in  Town  and  Country,"  by 
Mary  Cadwalader  Jones;  "Woman's  Handiwork,"  by 
Constance  Cary  Harrison;  and  "Supplementary  Infor- 
mation," by  various  writers. 

The  illustrations  comprise  twelve  colored  plates, 
including  "  A  Summer  Gown,"  designed  by  Albert 
Lynch,  a  count ry-house  designed  by  Charles  A. 
Rich,  and  various  decorative  designs  in  fabrics, 
porcelains,  and  schemes  of  decoration,  and  nearly 
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work  of  Rosina  Emmet  Sherwood,  W.  Hamilton 
Gibson,  Mary  McDowell.  Louis  C.  Tiffany,  Dora 
Wheeler  Keith,  A.  E.  Sterner,  C.  Broughton,  W. 
L.  Metcalf,  Burne-Jones,  Zogbaum,  Carlton  T. 
Chapman,  Mrs.  Candace  Wheeler,  F.  S.  Church, 
and  other  well-known  draughtsmen.  The  index 
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John  Bonner's  Talk  on  Napoleon. 

The  latest  sign  of  the  prevailing  revival  of  in- 
terest in  Napoleoniana  is  a  talk  by  John  Bonner, 
which  is  to  be  given  at  Golden  Gate  Hall  on  Mon- 
day evening,  nineteenth  instant.  Mr.  Bonner 
proposes  to  omit  detailed  accounts  of  the  cam- 
paigns and  the  policies  of  the  great  emperor,  and 
to  confine  himself  to  word-pictures  of  his  private 
life  and  the  private  life  of  those  who  surrounded 
him.  It  would  be  impossible  to  embrace  within 
the  compass  of  a  single  evening  the  merest  out- 
line of  Napoleon's  career  as  general,  first  consul, 
and  emperor.  Writers  who  have  made  that  career 
the  topic  of  books  have  filled  many  volumes.  But 
a  series  of  bright  sketches  of  the  man  as  he  was, 
and  of  his  surroundings,  may  convey  to  the  hearer 
ideas  which  he  would  have  to  read  many  books  to 
obtain. 

Listeners  to  Mr.  Bonner's  talk  will  be  introduced 
to  Napoleon  in  his  home  and  in  his  undress.  They 
will  make  the  acquaintance  of  Josephine,  of  Hor- 
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of  Murat.  and  Duroc,  and  Junot  ;  they,  will  see 
Paris  as  it  was  in  the  dark  days  which  followed  the 
Revolution,  and  in  the  gorgeous  days  of  the  Empire. 
It  chances  that  the  recent  outburst  of  curiosity 
about  Napoleon  has  brought  into  existence  a  whole 
library  of  books,  mostly  in  the  shape  of  diaries,  by 
persons  who  knew  him  and  who,  from  various  rea- 
sons, have  never  published  their  reminiscences  till 
now.  Among  these  are  the  memoirs  of  Mme.  de 
Remusat,  Miss  Geary,  Mile.  Avrillion,  and  others, 
and  the  records  of  Marshal  Marbot,  Baron  Meneval, 
M.  Frederick  Masson,  M.  Levy,  and  half  a  dozen 
others.  We  are  thus  enabled  to  form  a  juster  view 
of  the  great  emperor  and  his  family  than  was 
vouchsafed  to  generations  nearer  his  time. 

Mr.  Bonner  is  peculiarly  fitted  to  write  or  talk 
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it  has  frequently  fallen  to  his  lot  to  paint  in^words 
the  imperial  era.  A  year  or  two  since,  the  Har- 
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He  is  gifted  with  the  power  of  clothing  his 
thoughts  in  clear,  terse  phrase,  and  he  has  a  pecu- 
liar aptitude  for  seizing  the  romantic  aspects  of 
historical  events  and  painting  them  in  glowing, 
graphic  language.  He  can  be  relied  upon  to  do 
justice  to  the  drama  and  anecdote  of  which  Napo- 
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There  is  a  good  deal  of  wail  and  lament  going 
up  from  Dan  to  Beersheba  on  the  Subject  of  the 
vogue  of  the  foreign  actor.  Native  talent  says  it  is 
being  crushed.  Mute,  inglorious  American  Duses 
and  Coquelins  say  they  are  not  given  any  chance  to 
show  the  burning  genius  which  scorches  them,  be- 
cause the  foreigner  has  forced  them  into  corners. 
Even  the  patriot  soul  of  the  American  journalist 
has  begun  to  swell  with  the  sense  of  the  wrongs  of 
his  countrymen,  and  he  has  struck  the  lyre  and 
lifted  up  his  note  of  dole  over  the  neglect  of  the 
Native  Sons  of  Thespis. 

There  can  be  no  doubt  that  for  the  past  five  or 
six  years  the  foreign  actor  has  undoubtedly  had  a 
very  successful,  high-handed  time  in  this  country. 
Heralded  by  the  prestige  of  being  the  greatest 
tragedian  in  England,  or  the  hope  of  the  drama  in 
France,  or  the  Soul  of  the  Stage  in  Italy,  the  for- 
eign stars  swim  into  our  ken  with  slow,  majestic 
importance.  They  are  admirably  advertised — not, 
of  course,  so  well  as  Buffalo  Bill,  or  Oscar  Wilde, 
or  Mrs.  Langtry,  or  Otero,  or  Jumbo,  or  P.  T. 
Bamum  ;  but,  then,  the  advertising  of  these  stars 
showed  genius,  and  genius  does  not  grow  on  every 
bush — some  were  said  to  have  superlative  talent, 
others  divorce-suits,  diamonds,  innumerable  lovers, 
relatives  in  the  nobility,  scandalous  histories, 
broken-down  nervous  systems,  huge  fortunes,  parsi- 
monious tastes,  and  whatever  else  is  supposed  to 
invest  an  actor  and  actress  with  a  weird,  unusual 
interest.  They  followed  the  strident  cries  of  the 
industrious  advance  agent  with  proper  deliberation 
and  dignity,  and  whetted  the  curiosity  and  pride  of 
their  audiences  by  charging  double  prices  for  the 
seats.  There  was  a  time,  when  Henry  Irving  was  a 
new  toy  in  New  York,  that  people  paid  four  dollars 
a  ticket  to  see  him,  and  went  away  feeling  pleased 
and  with  the  calm  peace  of  soul  which  comes  from 
the  sense  of  duty  nobly  done. 

The  success  of  the  foreign  actors  is  due  to  sev- 
eral causes.  First,  they  are  almost  always  good 
— the  laborer  is  worthy  of  his  hire.  It  is  not  to  be 
supposed  that  a  star  is  going  to  risk  the  time  and 
expense  of  an  American  tour  with  the  fear  of  fail- 
ure staring  him  in  the  face.  Both  actor  and  man- 
ager must  feel  pretty  sure  of  themselves  before 
they  hazard  such  a  chance.  So  the  dramatic  in- 
comer from  distant  lands  is  not  often  an  absolutely 
dead,  flat  disappointment— an  out-and-out  failure. 
Of  course  such  things  have  been.  Mrs.  Bernard 
Beer  undertook  to  conquer  the  American  continent 
with  a  series  of  worn-out  plays  and  a  very  fine 
wardrobe.  Neither  the  wardrobe,  the  plays,  nor 
Mrs.  Beer  took,  and  there  were  some  melancholy 
occasions  when  she  played  in  her  best  manner  and 
in  her  finest  clothes  to  audiences  that  must  have  re- 
minded her  of  the  story  of  "  Dearly  Beloved 
Roger  and  Me."  But  Mrs.  Beer  was  not  up  to  the 
standard  that  her  advertisements  had  led  one  to 
expect.  She  had  arrived  at  that  stage  when  the 
play-goers  in  her  native  land  had  begun  to  tire  of 
her;  the  stage  when  the  French  actress  "fait  sa 
Russie."  Mrs.  Beer  "  did  her  America,"  and  it 
was  a  failure. 

Another  and  very  important  element  in  the  suc- 
cess of  the  imported  actors  is  their  novelty.  We 
love,  we  adore  novelty  in  this  country.  The  old, 
solid,  reliable  countries  of  Europe,  who  have  got 
used  to  having  the  same  things  living  in  the  same 
places  century  in  and  century  out,  can  not  under, 
stand  the  restless  craving  for  novelty  which  sways 
the  American  people.  The  greatest  star  that  ever 
played  would  live  to  be  neglected  if  he  always  re- 
mained in  New  York.  But  the  foreigner  comes 
with  his  charming  new  methods,  his  air  of  being 
something  different  to  the  general  run,  his  un- 
usualness,  and  all  the  world  flies  to  burn  a  taper  at 
In  shrine.  A  rude  awakening  lies  in  store  for  this 
deluded  being  if  he  imagines  this  sudden,  in- 
fatuated vogue  is  going  to  last.  He  may  return 
some  day  to  find  the  altar  cold  and  flameless,  the 
flowers  faded,  tin:  .-ishes  scattered,  the  libations  of 
oil  and  wine  mere  dry  stains  on  the  stones,  while 
the  old  worshipers  are  crowding  round  a  new 
shrine  only  just  across  the  way. 

Curiosity  and  love  of  novelty — how  much  of  the 

success  of  the  stranger  Thespians  is  due  to  these 

two  unsignificant  feelings  !     Irving  and  Terry  have 

won  their  spurs  in  this  country,  and  it  looks  as  if 

their  popularity  would    last.     Personally  they  are 

liked,  and   when   the    actors  have  thus   won   the 

affections  of  their  audienc;,  there  is  great  hope  that 

they  will  remain  favorites  when  the  first  glamour  of 

enchantment  has  worn  off  their  art.     It  would  be 

ling  to  know  how  much  of  the  success  of 

rtrde  and  young  Sothern  is  owing  to  their 

c  popularity  with  their  respective  audiences. 


With  the  Kendals,  on  the  other  hand,  one  sees 
the  system  of  novelty — popularity  working  out  to 
its  inevitable  climax.  When  the  Kendals  first 
came  to  the  United  States  they  enjoyed  an  astound- 
ing vogue.  Everybody  was  frantic  with  admira- 
tion and  delight,  and  flocked  to  see  them,  cheer- 
fully paying  double  prices.  Mrs.  Kendal  loved 
America  then  with  an  ecstatic  ardor.  She  made 
speeches  in  which  she  said  that  the  love  she  bore 
to  the  United  States  was  only  excelled  by  that 
which  she  lavished  upon  Mr.  Kendal,  and  words 
descriptive  of  their  domestic  felicity  and  their  joy 
in  abiding  in  the  new  country  were  mingled  in  a 
flow  of  graceful  language.  On  their  second  com- 
ing, the  enthusiasm  was  not  so  intense,  but  still 
every  one  had  not  grown  accustomed  to  the  broadly 
humorous  or  carefully  emotional  realism  of  their 
art.  It  was  on  their  third  appearance — when  they 
brought  a  play  of  remarkable  power  and  Mrs. 
Kendal  showed  an  amount  of  artistic  ability  with 
which  no  one  had  credited  her — that  the  drop  in 
the  public  admiration  was,  for  the  first  time,  clearly 
shown.  The  Kendals  could  hardly  understand  it, 
and,  in  their  chagrin,  vituperated.  It  was  not 
Mrs.  Tanqueray,  or  Mrs.  Kendal  either,  which 
caused  "  the  frost "  ;  it  was  that  the  time  had  come 
for  the  reaction  from  an  exaggerated  enthusiasm 
to  set  in,  and  it  set  in  irrespective  of  the  merits  of 
play  or  players. 

The  latest  English  importation,  Miss  Olga 
Nethersole,  may  mind  her  of  this,  and  not  grow 
over-confident.  Miss  Nethersole  is  acting  old  r61es 
at  Daly's  Theatre,  and  is  filling  the  house  and  caus- 
ing much  comment.  She  has  had  the  temerity  to 
come  from  England,  plant  herself  in  the  middle  of 
New  York  in  the  opening  of  the  season,  and  adver- 
tise her  appearance  in  Camille  and  Juliet !  Besides 
being  English  and  new,  she  has  the  attractions  of 
being  handsome,  refined  in  type,  twenty-six  years 
of  age,  and  exceedingly  well-dressed,  some  of  her 
Juliet  clothes  being  designed  by  Burne-Jones.  She 
comes  of  decent,  middle-class  people  in  England, 
and  served  a  long  novitiate  as  an  actress  of  small 
parts  in  the  provinces  before  she  made  her  metro- 
politan reputation  in  a  play  called  "The  Trans- 
gressor." This,  a  sort  of  Jane-Eyre  story  of  a  man 
with  a  mad  wife  who  marries  a  girl  without  telling 
her  of  his  previous  matrimonial  adventures,  she 
chose  as  her  opening  piece  in  New  York.  It  was 
not  liked,  but  her  talent  and  attractive  personality 
made  it  go.  Since  then,  she  has  done  Camille,  and 
the  houses  are  packed  and  her  Camille  loudly  ap- 
plauded. 

It  may  be  that  the  foreign  actor  crowds  the 
native  article  to  the  wall  by  over-stocking  the  mar- 
ket ;  but  when  the  local  star  is  a  real  one,  the 
foreign  star  has  no  power  to  diminish  its  lustre. 
The  intelligent  public  in  the  United  States  is 
willing  to  admire  all  that  is  genuine  and  good. 
No  national  prejudice  influences  its  judgment. 
The  only  stranger  artists  who  suffer  from  being 
alien  are  the  French  and  Italian  actors  who  can 
speak  only  in  their  own  languages.  The  accom- 
plished actor  who  does  not  outrage  the  national 
pride  by  ill-judged  criticisms  or  angry  abuse  will 
meet  with  just  appreciation -so  long  as  his  per- 
formance is  up  to  the  accepted  standard  of  excel- 
lence. The  first  furore  dies,  but  good,  steady 
patronage  remains.  These  carpers  who  go  about 
whining  that  their  talents  are  being  crushed,  their 
fine  frenzies  being  chilled  by  the  brutal  and 
domineering  foreign  importation,  need  only  to 
study  their  own  capacities  to  see  why  they  are 
passed  by  and  neglected.  They  should  take  to 
heart  those  famous  words :  "  The  fault,  dear 
Brutus,  is  not  in  our  stars,  but  in  ourselves  that  we 
are  underlings." 

The  success  of  these  strangers  is  just  and  well- 
earned.  After  all,  taking  the  more  celebrated, 
have  we,  at  present,  actors  and  actresses  to  meas- 
ure with  them  ?  Is  there  any  young  actress  in  this 
country  who  could  hold  the  nervously  critical,  the 
derisively  blas6  audiences  of  New  York  with 
Camille  ?  Looking  over  the  whole  field,  there  is 
no  name  that  suggests  itself.  Clara  Morris,  the 
one,  the  great,  the  only  really  fine  emotional  actress 
we  have  had  here,  no  longer  acts.  She  could  have 
made  anything  of  herself,  could  have  touched  the 
very  summit  of  the  pinnacle;  but  something— ill- 
health,  self-satisfaction,  indifference  ? — something, 
anyway,  checked  her  flight,  and  she  remains  a 
great  but  incomplete  artist.  Have  we,  too,  as  good 
an  actress  in  her  own  line  as  Mrs.  Kendal?  Put 
her  personality,  her  shrewishness  out  of  the  ques- 
tion and  judge  her  only  as  an  artist.  The  name 
that  suggests  itself  as  one  to  measure  with  hers  is 
that  of  Georgia  Cayvan.  And  all  that  can  be  said 
on  that  point  is,  perhaps,  Miss  Cayvan  will  be  as 
clever  as. Mrs.  Kendal  when  she  is  Mrs.  Kendal's 
age. 

Now  that  Booth  and  Barrett  are  dead,  and  Joe 
Jefferson  no  longer  acts,  the  stage  in  this  country 
is  very  bare  of  great  actors.  Of  clever  ones  there 
are  scores,  but  of  great  ones  there  are  just  at  this 
moment  none.  Barrett  was  of  much  the  same 
order  as  Henry  Irving,  but  the  Englishman  had 
less  confining  artistic  limitations  and  more  strongly 
marked  imitative  abilities.  We  have  no  one  who 
can  be  compared  with  Coquelin.  unless  it  be  Joe 
Jefferson,  who,  with  all  his  brilliant  talents,  had 
an  extremely  small  repertorie.  With  Mounet- 
Sully  we  may  class  Richard  Mansfield,  who  has 
the  advantage  of  being  young,  with  a  good   many 


years  still  before  him  in  which  to  gain  his  artistic 
growth.  Ellen  Terry  can  be  well  matched  with 
Ada  Rehan  ;  but  where  is  our  Bernhardt,  where  is 
our  Duse,  where  is  our  Janauschek  ?  There  is  just 
one  thing  for  us  to  answer  to  this  :  Where  is  the 
European  Booth  ?  If  we  rule  out  Salvini  there  is 
no  star  in  Europe  who  can  shine  with  that  great 
one,  now,  unfortunately,  forever  set. 


STAGE    GOSSIP. 


The  Baldwin  Theatre  is  to  remain  closed  until 
the  arrival  of  Alexander  Salvini  on  Monday,  No- 
vember 26th.  During  his  first  week  he  will  appear 
in  "  The  Three  Guardsmen  "  and  "  Ruy  Bias." 

The  Tivoli  company  will  revive  Lecocq's  popular 
three-act  comic  opera,  "  Manola,"  on  Monday 
night,  with  the  following  cast  : 

Prince  Picrates  de  Calabazas,  Ferris  Hartman  ;  Don 
Brasciro,  John  J.  Raffael ;  Miguel,  Philip  Branson  ;  Don 
de  Gomez,  Thomas  C.  Leary ;  Cristoval,  Fred  Kava- 
naugh ;  Manola,  Gracie  Plaisted  ;  Beatrix,  Tillie  Sal- 
inger; Sauchette,  Mary  P.  Thomson;  Peplta,  Alice 
Neilsen. 

A  testimonial  benefit  has  been  tendered  to  Miss 
Emma  Frances  Dawson,  the  author  of  "  Old  Glory" 
and  other  noted  poems,  by  her  many  friends  among 
the  writers  and  musicians  of  San  Francisco  and 
vicinity.  It  will  take  place  at  Golden  Gate  Hall,  on 
Sutter  Street,  on  Monday  evening,  November  26th, 
when  a  varied  and  entertaining  programme  will  be 
presented  by  a  number  of  clever  persons. 

The  symphony  programmes  at  the  Auditorium 
were  a  little  worse,  last  Friday  night,  than  they 
have  ever  been  before.  One  number,  the  second, 
was  described  as  "in  four  parts"  instead  of  the 
various  movements  being  specifically  mentioned,  as 
they  should  be.  And  the  rustling  !  Von  Btilow 
was  an  eccentric  man,  but  his  ideas  were  generally 
good,  and  his  innovation  of  substituting  silk  for  the 
paper  on  which  his  programmes  were  printed  can 
be  appreciated  by  those  who  go  to  the  Scheel 
symphony  concerts.  As  each  new  number  begins, 
the  auditors  look  for  it  on  the  programme,  and  they 
make  a  rustling  as  of  a  wind  in  the  forest.  This 
continues  until  everybody  has  searched  through  the 
twelve-page  sheet  two  or  three  times  and  finally 
found  the  number.  Then  the  rustling  dies  down 
and  the  music  becomes  audible  again  ;  but  half  the 
number  has  been  missed. 

"The  New  Boy,"  which  is  to  be  done  at  the 
California  Theatre  on  Monday  night,  is  an  English 
farcical  comedy  that  has  had  a  great  success  in 
London  and  New  York.  It  resembles  "  Little 
Puck  "  in  having  a  prankish  school-boy  for  its  chief 
fun-maker,  and  it  is  said  to  be  almost  as  funny  as 
"The  Private  Secretary  "  or  "  Charley's  Aunt." 


-H.  C.  Massie — Dentist, 

Removed  to  231  Post  Street, 
Rooms  12,  13,  and  14. 


—  Kohler's  famous  Swiss  chocolates  at 
Wm.  L.  Greenbaum's,  205  Sutter  Street. 


-Cooper's  engravers  have  no  equal. 


MECHANICS'  PAVILION. 

Nov.    28th,    39th,    30th,    and    Dec.    1,    1894 


Open  daily,  9.30  A.  M.  to  11  P.  M. 

A  great  exhibition,  including  hundreds  of  horses,  many 
of  world-renowned  celebrity,  viz.,  Salvator,  Tunny,  Sir 
Modred,  Islington  (brother  to  Isinglass,  the  greatest  race- 
horse of  the  present  day  in  England) ;  the  peerless  mare, 
Firenzi ;  the  champions,  Directum  and  Flying  Jib,  with 
his  sire,  Algona,  and  dam  ;  the  stars  of  "  Lucky  "  Bald- 
win's stables,  and  also  the  renowned  stallions,  Guy 
Wilkes,  Dawn,  Chas,  Derby,  Melyar,  and  others. 

The  programme  provides  for  continuous  events  through- 
out the  day  and  evening,  such  as  special  parades  of  the 
horses  ;  four-in-hand,  tandem,  and  other  driving  competi- 
tions for  cash  prizes  and  silver  trophies ;  saddle-horse 
and  jumping  contests,  together  with  pony  riding  and 
driving. 

The  exhibit  of  remarkably  fine  draught  horses  will  be 
specially  interesting,  and  many  beautiful  Shetland  and 
Hungarian  ponies  will  be  shown.  The  morning  and  after- 
noon will  be  the  most  favorable  times  to  see  the  horses. 

An  entire  change  of  programme  daily,  and  a  new  class 
in  the  arena  every  thirty  minutes.  Casassa's  Band  will 
render  choice  selection  of  music.  Fine  Cafe"  in  the 
building  conducted  by  Ludwig. 

Wednesday,  November  28th,  special  exhibition  of 
Salvator  and  Tenny  in  the  arena  at  11  a.  m. 

Reserved  seats  on  sale  at  H.  S.  Crocker  Company's 
new  store,  Post  Street.  Catalogues  can  be  secured  from 
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25  cents  ;  mailed  to  any  address,  10  cents. 

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Monday  Evening November  19 

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JOHN  BONNER'S  TALK  ON  NAPOLEON 

A    few   word-pictures   of    the   drama   and   romance   of 
the  life  of  NAPOLEON  THE  GREAT  will  be  given  by 

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November  19,  1894. 


THE 


ARGONAUT. 


11 


VANITYJFAIR. 


To  Julia  in  Shooting-Togs. 
(After  Herrick.) 
Whenas  to  hunt  my  Julia  goes, 
Then,  then  (metbinks),  how  bravely  shows 
That  rare  arrangement  of  her  clothes  ! 

So  shod  as  when  the  Huntress  Maid 
With  thumping  buskin  bruised  the  glade, 
She  moveth,  making  earth  afraid. 

Against  the  sting  of  random  chaff 
Her  leathern  gaiters  circle  half 
The  arduous  crescent  of  her  calf. 

Unto  th*  occasion  timely  fit. 

My  love's  attire  doth  show  her  wit. 

And  of  her  legs  a  little  bit. 

Sorely  it  sticketh  in  my  throat, 
She  having  nowhere  to  bestow 't, 
To  name  the  absent  petticoat. 

In  lieu  whereof  a  wanton  pair 
Of  knickerbockers  she  doth  wear. 
Full  windy  and  with  space  to  spare. 

Enlarged  by  the  bellying  breeze, 
Lord  !  how  they  playfully  do  ease 
The  urgent  knocking  of  her  knees  ! 

Lengthways  curtailed  to  her  taste 
A  tunic  circumvents  her  waist, 
And  soothly  it  is  passiog  chaste. 

Upon  her  head  she  hath  a  gear 
E'en  such  as  wights  of  ruddy  cheer 
Do  use  in  stalking  of  the  deer. 

Haply  her  truant  tresses  mock 
Some  coronal  of  shapelier  block. 
To  wit,  the  bounding  billy-cock. 

Withal  she  hath  a  loaded  gun, 
Whereat  the  pheasants,  as  they  run, 
Do  make  a  fair  diversion. 

For  very  awe,  if  so  she  shoots. 

My  hair  upriseth  from  the  roots. 

And,  lo  !     I  tremble  in  my  boots  \— 'Punch. 


A  peep  into  the  snug  living  quarters  of  the  offi- 
cers on  any  one  of  the  fine  war-ships  lying  at  the 
navy  yard  proves  in  what  direction  (says  the  Even- 
ing Sun)  the  pictorial  fancy  of  the  sea-faring  man 
lightly  turns.  To  pretty  faces  and  feminine  ones, 
it  seems,  judging  by  the  rows  and  rows  of  women's 
photographs  that  decorate  every  nook  and  cranny 
of  the  state-rooms.  Every  man's  feminine  relatives 
enjoy  posts  of  honor  in  frames,  while  the  mild  eyes 
of  dramatic,  royal,  and  titled  beauties  beam  kindly 
from  every  quarter  on  the  state-room's  occupant. 
Even  in  the  officers'  and  captain's  luxurious  cabins, 
where  a  few  national  heroes  are  hung  in  posts  of 
honor,  engravings  or  photographs  of  women  usurp 
the  rest  of  the  hanging  space.  Though  lost  to 
sight  for  many  months  of  the  year,  the  feminine 
memory  is  dear  to  the  bold  sailors,  who  frankly 
admit  the  finest  ship  would  be  a  desolate  prison 
were  these  pictures  forbidden.  From  middy  to  ad- 
miral these  collections  are  counted  as  most  precious 
possessions,  added  to  at  every  port,  and  are,  as  one 
gallant  officer  explained,  "our  only  relief  to  eyes 
and  mind  in  this  dreary  waste  of  seas  and  men  to 
which  we  are  condemned." 

The  number  of  women  who  wear  union  underwear 
and  hygienic  waists,  with  no  corsets,  is  no  longer 
in  any  way  limited.  The  bicycle  has  pushed  mat- 
ters a  little  further.  In  their  attempts  to  design  a 
costume  for  this  exercise,  many  women  have  worked 
out  their  own  salvation  in  a  walking-dress  as  well. 
Scores  of  bicycling  women  shop,  travel,  and  walk 
in  their  wheel  toilets,  and  nobody  suspects  it.  The 
other  day  (says  the  New  York  Times),  a  woman 
called  on  a  friend  to  pick  her  up  for  a  sudden  trip  to 
a  suburb.  The  friend  was  found  in  the  most  loung- 
ing of  frocks,  and  she  was  implored  to  hasten  with 
her  change  of  dress,  or  the  train  desired  could  not 
be  caught.  In  less  than  three  minutes,  she  reap- 
peared in  the  parlor,  drawing  on  her  gloves  and 
wearing  a  most  conventional  and  becoming  street- 
costume.  She  was  congratulated  on  her  celerity, 
and  explained  that  it  was  due  to  her  gown.  "  I  de- 
signed it  myself,"  she  said,  "stealing  the  idea  from 
my  daughter's  wheel-dress."  The  dress  was  a 
skirt,  vest,  and  jacket-coat  of  fine  black  serge.  It 
was  apparently  the  neatest  and  nattiest  of  tailor- 
mades,  and  was,  so  far  as  the  exterior  went.  Sewed 
into  the  band  of  the  skirt,  part  way  round  and  worn 
under  it,  was  a  garment  which  was  a  cross  between 


Awarded 
Highest  Honors — World's  Fair. 


DR, 


*  CREAM 

BAKING 
POWDER 

MOST  PERFECT    MADE. 

A  pure  Grape  Cream  of  Tartar  Powder.    Free 
from  Ammonia,  Aram  or  any  other  adulterant. 

40  YEARS  THE  STANDARD. 


a  divided  skirt  and  a  pair  of  Turkish  trousers.  The 
feet  were  thrust  through  these,  a  band  buttoned 
around  the  waist,  one  or  two  hooks  snapped  into 
place,  and  half  the  dressing  was  accomplished. 
To  finish,  the  serge,  sleeveless  vest  was  slipped  on 
and  buttoned  to  the  throat,  the  jacket  followed, 
and  the  thing  was  done.  Xo  skirts  were  worn  be- 
neath the  dress,  a  union  suit  of  underwear,  with 
a  hygienic  waist,  forming  the  rest  of  the  outfit.  A 
fine,  light  bone  was  set  around  the  bottom  of  the 
skirt,  which  held  it  out  to  the  modish  flare,  and,  to 
the  most  critical  observer,  the  costume  was  only 
conspicuous  by  its  general  smart  effect. 


Medical  men  now  use  electricity  to  improve  the 
complexion.  "  Electricity,"  says  Professor  Shoe- 
maker in  the  Medical  News,  "is  peculiarly  quali- 
fied to  improve  the  nutrition  and  promote  the  func- 
tions of  the  skin,  because  it  acts  directly  upon  the 
part  affected,  and  also  indirectly  through  the  system 
at  large.  The  topical  application  of  electricity  stim- 
ulates the  capillary  circulation  through  the  integu- 
ment, and  overcomes  any  engorgement  that  may  ex- 
ist. It  awakens  the  activity  of  the  absorbent  vessels, 
and  enables  them  to  remove  morbid  deposits.  It 
acts  favorably  upon  the  nerve -fibres  and  their 
peripheral  terminations,  and  exerts  a  beneficial  in- 
fluence upon  the  cells.  By  its  tonic  influence  upon 
the  heart,  blood-vessels,  and  general  circulation, 
electricity  tends  to  maintain  the  normal  type  of 
nutrition  in  the  skin  as  well  as  in  other  tissues." 
Among  the  blemishes  thus  treated,  Professor  Shoe- 
maker mentions  the  dull,  muddy  complexion  that 
disfigures  so  many  faces,  the  yellow  hue  due  to  a 
disordered  liver,  the  unnatural  oiliness  caused  by 
abnormal  relaxation  of  the  sebaceous  ducts,  the 
redness  of  nose  due  to  sluggish  circulation, 
papules,  tubercles,  and  varicose  veins,  dryness  and 
roughness  of  the  skin,  and  pigmented  spots  or 
patches,  including  the  familiar  freckle.  In  each  of 
these  cases,  of  course,  the  electricity  is  applied  in  a 
special  way.  In  some  cases  the  electrode  is  a 
sponge  or  roller,  and  in  others  a  fine  needle  which 
is  passed  through  the  offending  blemish,  while 
sometimes  sparks  are  applied  directly  to  the 
affected  region. 

A  few  weeks  ago,  Surgeon  Major  Smith,  an  offi- 
cer in  the  Indian  service  stationed  at  Madras, 
asked  Mrs.  Clegg,  wife  of  another  civil  service 
officer,  to  give  him  a  kiss.  She  virtuously  refused, 
and  Dr.  Smith  politely  withdrew  the  suggestion. 
Mrs.  Clegg  afterward  told  her  husband,  who  sought 
an  explanation  from  Smith.  The  latter  apologized 
humbly,  and  Mr.  Clegg  expressed  satisfaction. 
Nevertheless  Mr.  Clegg  brought  the  matter  to  the 
attention  of  the  authorities,  who,  without  giving 
Dr.  Smith  an  opportunity  to  be  heard,  ordered  him 
to  resign  under  threat  of  dismissal.  He  appealed 
to  the  viceroy,  and  finally  to  the  Secretary  of  State 
for  India.  All  have  decided  against  him.  The 
severity  of  this  judgment  is  making  a  great  sensa- 
tion both  in  India  and  England.  Mr.  Labouchere 
indorses  the  suggestion  which  some  one  signing 
himself  "American  Citizen"  makes  in  a  London 
newspaper,  appealing  to  all  who  have  ever  felt 
tempted  to  commit  the  offense  which  has  brought 
such  tribulation  upon  Dr.  Smith,  to  contribute  a 
trifle  to  a  fund  for  his  benefit.  He  adds  :  "  I  would 
not  go  so  far  as  to  ask  them  to  put  their  names  to 
the  subscriptions,  but  would  suggest  that  they  send 
their  mites  anonymously  to  the  Smith  fund  as  a 
sort  of  conscience  money.  Not  only  would  the 
fund  thus  attain  handsome  proportions,  but  it  would 
form  a  unique  and  permanent  memorial  of  the  ex- 
tent to  which  human  nature  prevails  in  man.  The 
most  unwise  thing  Dr.  Smith  did,  in  my  opinion, 
was  to  say  that  he  had  been  flirting.  Flirting  can 
no  more  be  carried  on  by  one  person  than  one  per- 
son can  play  at  lawn-tennis.  In  its  nature  it  is  a 
game  of  reciprocity,  but  the  use  of  the  word  was 
evidently  an  error  of  expression,  and,  as  the  doctor 
himself  explains,  when  using  the  word  he  only 
alluded  to  himself.  Where  flirting  ends  and  love- 
making  begins  is  a  question  a  young  lady  can  an- 
swer better  than  I  can.  Does  it  go  beyond  flirting 
to  ask  to  be  allowed  to  kiss  a  lady  ?  If  not,  is  kiss- 
ing itself  involved  in  flirting  ?  My  knowledge  on 
the  ethics  of  flirting  and  kissing  is  imperfect,  but  I 
should  have  thought  that  the  latter  is  seldom  pre- 
ceded by  a  request  to  the  lady  to  allow  it.  This 
may,  however,  be  the  custom  in  India," 


MUSICAL    NOTES. 


A  capacity  for  tears  —  abundant,  warm,  and 
ready  ones — is,  says  a  physician,  one  of  the  surest 
preservatives  of  feminine  beauty.  They  are  the 
natural  outlet  of  emotion,  a  sort  of  liquid  lightning- 
rods  in  which  excitement  and  passion  are  most 
easily  and  rapidly  dissipated.  Sweet.  Alice,  who 
wept  at  a  frown,  retained  until  late  in  her  career 
rounder  contours,  unfurrowed  brows,  dimpled  lips, 
shining  eyes,  and  her  hair  so  brown.  So  do  nearly 
all  weeping  women  who  can  let  rivers  of  hot,  salt 
tears  course  down  their  cheeks.  It  is  she  who 
keeps  up  a  power  of  thinking,  who  has  few  tears  to 
shed,  and  those  flow  with  an  effort,  whose  facial 
lines  and  gray  hairs  come  early.  A  capacity  for 
tears  is  worth  cultivating,  since  not  only  does  a 
lack  of  them  score  heavily  against  one's  freshness  of 
face,  but  has  its  marked  effect  in  general  tempera- 
ment. The  women  who  weep  easily  have  corres- 
pondingly light  hearts,  tender,  demonstrative,  and 
impulsive  ways,  and  a  charm  the  dry-eyed  women 
lack. 


Loring  Club  Concert. 

The  Loring  Club  gave  its  second  concert  of  the 
eighteenth  season  last  Thursday  evening  at  Odd 
Fellows'  Hall,  and  attracted  a  large  and  fashion- 
able audience.  Mr.  David  W.  Loring  was  the 
musical  director,  and  the  club  was  assisted  by  Mr. 
Louis  Heine,  solo  'celloist.  The  programme  was 
as  follows  : 

"The  Merry  Trumpeter,"  J.  Rheinberger;  "The 
Music  of  the  Sea,"  Joseph  Mosenthal ;  violoncello  solo. 
(a)  "  Sarabande  and  Gavotte,"  (b)  "  Hoogroise,"  Popper ; 
lullaby,  Brahms;  "  Frithjof 's  Return,"  Bruch:  (scene  1, 
"  Frithjof 's  Return " ;  scene  4,  "  Frithjof  Goes  into 
Exile ") ;  "Salenlin  von  Isenberg,"  J.  Rheinberger ; 
"Sunset,"  Billeter  ;  violoncello,  (a)  "  Andante,"  Golter- 
mann,  (6)  "  Scherzo,"  Klenget ;  "  In  Picardie,"  George  L. 
Osgood  ;  "  Sea  Greeting,"  A.  W.  Thayer. 


Miss  Caroline  Shindler  will  give  a  concert  on 
Wednesday  evening,  November  28th,  and  will  be 
assisted  by  Mrs.  Carmichael-Carr,  Mr.  Sigmund 
Beel,  Miss  Mary  Morse,  and  Mr.  Alexander  Melvin. 


The  Saturday  Morning  Orchestra  will  hold  a 
rehearsal  next  Saturday  morning  at  half-past  ten 
o'clock  at  the  Kohler  &  Chase  Hall. 

Professor  Edward  A.  Ross,  of  Stanford  Univer- 
sity, will  lecture  on  "  The  Social  Plaint"  at  Golden 
Gate  Hall,  on  Sutter  Street,  next  Tuesday  evening, 
November  20th,  under  the  auspices  of  the  Ethical 
Society  of  Francisco. 


In  response  to  the  request  of  Messrs.  W.  H. 
Dimond,  A.  A.  Watkins,  W.  A.  Holcomb,  Henry 
L.  Davis,  and  Willard  B.  Holcomb,  the  Hon. 
Marcus  D.  Boruck  will  repeat  his  lecture  on  "  The 
Purity  of  the  Press "  next  Wednesday  evening, 
November  21st. 


— Huber's  Orchestra  furnishes  excellent 
music  for  weddings,  receptions,  etc.  It  plays  at 
the  cotilh'ons  of  the  Friday  Night  Club,  and  at  the 
Hotel  Del  Monte.    420  Eddy  Street.    Tel. ,  East  681. 


— Moore's  Poison-Oak  Remedy. 
son-oak  and  all  skin  diseases. 


—  Cooper's  engravers  have  no  equal. 


—  Knox's  Sparkling  Gelatine  received 
the  only  medal  at  World's  Fair.  The  new  granu- 
lated package  dissolves  in  two  minutes.  Makes  one 
pint  more  jelly  than  shred.     Ask  your  grocer  for  it. 


—  Finest  imported  confectionery  from 
all  parts  of  the  globe,  at  W.  L.  Greenbaum's,  205 
Sutter  Street. 


-Cooper's  engravers  have  no  equal. 


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A  little  more  durable 

A  little  higher  priced 

Tadella  Alloyed-Zink  Pens 

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An  Exhibition  of  Paintings  by 

CHRIS  JORGENSEN, 

done  during  his  recent  stay  in 
Italy,  will  be  opened  on  Thurs- 
day, Nov.  8th,  in  the  Gallery  of 

W.  K.  VICKERY, 

224  Post  St.,  San  Francisco. 


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THE        ARGONAUT. 


November  19,  1894. 


COMMUNICATIONS. 


A  Spaniard  on  California. 

Madrid,  Spain,  October  21,  1894. 

Editors  Argonaut:  I  am  a  constant  reader  of  your 
journal,  and  I  see  the  great  interest  you  take  in  every- 
thing that  refers  to  California. 

This  prompts  me  to  send  you  the  inclosed  two  articles, 
which  have  just  appeared  in  the  Madrid  Epoca.  The 
Epoca  is  the  leading  conservative  and  protectionist  news- 
paper  of  Spain— the  organ  of  Canovas  del  Castillo. 

I  would  have  been  pleased  to  translate  them  for  you, 
but  I  presume  that  you  will  quote  only  parts  and  have 
translators  at  hand.     1  am  very  truly  yours, 

p.  S.— Of  course  you  understand  that  my  name  or  my 
husband's  need  not  appear  as  senders  of  the  articles. 

Of  the  two  articles,  one  is  by  Senor  D.  Enrique 
Dupuy  de  Lome,  ex-Minister  to  Washington,  and 
commissioner  from  Spain  to  the  Chicago  Exposi- 
tion. He  visited  California  while  in  the  United 
States,  and  speaks— not  very  highly— of  our  fruits 
and  wines.  The  other  article  is  by  Dr.  Vera,  who 
also  visited  California.     He  says  : 

"  San  Francisco  is  one  of  the  most  picturesque  cities  in 
the  world.  I  lived  while  there  in  a  hotel  which  had  en- 
trances on  two  parallel  streets.  On  one  street,  my  rooms 
were  on  the  first  floor,  and  on  the  other  street,  the  same 
floor  became  the  seventh.  Cable  roads  ran  on  both 
streets.  Were  it  not  for  these  roads,  the  city  would  be 
uninhabitable,  owing  to  the  steep  hills.  There  are  not 
two  houses  in  the  city  on  the  same  level.  There  are 
350,000  inhabitants  in  San  Francisco,  150,000  of  them 
Europeans  and  Chinese,  and  150,000  natives  of  the  vari- 
ous States  of  the  Union.  In  general,  the  population  is 
more  European  than  that  of  New  York,  and  more  cult- 
ured than  that  of  Chicago.  The  climate  is  horrible. 
From  seven  to  eight  o'clock  in  the  morning,  a  limpid  sky 
and  a  brilliant  sun  ;  then  clouds  appear,  and  it  either 
rains  or  threatens  rain.  At  one  o'clock  in  the  afternoon, 
a  wind  springs  up,  which  before  six  becomes  a  hurricane. 
During  the  day,  there  are  fogs  which  are  thicker  and 
blacker  than  those  of  London.  As  to  California  wine,  it 
is  not  yet  wine,  commercially  speaking.  The  ordinary 
wine  is  bad,  and  the  good  wine  is  too  dear.  I  drank  there 
a  very  good  California  Chateau  Margaux,  but  it  sold  at  the 
vineyard  for  $1.50  per  bottle.  The  ordinary  wine  there  is 
mediocre  the  first  year,  fair  the  second,  not  so  good  the 
third,  undrinkable  the  fourth,  and  detestable  the  fifth." 

If  Dr.  Vera's  views  on  our  wines  are  no  more  ac- 
curate than  his  curious  ideas  on  the  hills  and  the 
climate,  our  vine-growers  need  not  take  them  very 
much  to  heart. — Eds. 


A  Correction  from  an  Oxford  Man. 
Grosvenor  Club,  Bond  Street,  W., 

London,  October  23,  1894. 

Editors  Argonaut:  I  usually  read  the  Argonaut 
regularly,  but  have  only  just  received  the  issue  of 
August  13th,  containing  an  account  of  the  Oxford  versus 
Yale  sports.  It  is  for  the  most  part  excellent,  but  con- 
tains a  few  inaccuracies.  Will  you  kindly  allow  me  to 
make  a  comment  upon  it ". 

Your  correspondent  states  that  Yale  lost  the  foot-races 
on  account  of  the  greasiness  of  the  turf,  and  that  "  if  the 
races  had  been  decided  on  cinders,  Oxford  would  prob- 
ably have  won  nothing."  This  is  so  astounding  that  I 
feel  certain  he  can  not  have  been  present.  The  four  flat- 
races  were  run  on  a  cinder-track,  which  the  Yale  men 
themselves  declared  excellent.  Hundred  calls  for  no 
comment.  In  mile,  Yale  was  outclassed  from  start  to 
finish.  Quarter  and  half  were  won  by  the  magnificent 
staying  powers  of  the  Oxford  men,  Yale  in  each  case 
being  first  into  the  straight.  The  splendid  finish  of 
Jordan,  of  Oxford,  in  the  quarter  was  as  good  as  any- 
thing in  the  day.  Hurdles  were  run  on  grass,  and  may 
have  handicapped  the  Yale  men,  but  Cady's  fall  did  not 
affect  the  result,  as  it  occurred  after  he  was  beaten.  The 
performances  of  Hickok  in  hammer  and  weight,  and 
Sheldon  in  long  jump,  deserved  all  the  praise  they  got, 
and  more,  but  Fry,  holder  of  the  world's  record,  jumped 
much  below  form.     High  jump  was  very  poor. 

The  Yale  men  won  golden  opinions  during  their  stay, 
and  many  Englishmen  were  sorry  that  they  were  not  suc- 
cessful. 

I  hope  that,  in  justice  to  Oxford,  you  will  insert  this 
letter  in  your  paper,  and  allow  me  to  thank  you  in  ad- 
vance for  your  courtesy  in  so  doing. 

I  remain,  yours  sincerely, 

An  Old  Oxford  Man. 


California  Wines  in  British  America. 
Moncton,  New  Brunswick,  October  13,  1894. 

Editors  Argonaut:  Will  you  kindly  furnish  me  with 
the  address  of  a  reliable  California  wine-house,  as  we  are 
desirous  of  obtaining  such  an  agency  for  the  lower 
provinces. 

Permit  me,  as  a  constant  reader  of  the  Argonaut  for 
several  years,  to  express  my  opinion,  which  is  that  it  is 
the  ablest  weekly  newspaper  on  the  continent,  and  I  only 
regret  that  it  is  not  published  oftener  than  once  a  week. 

1  would  inclose  stamp  for  reply,  but  have  no  American 
ones  on  hand,  so  you  will  pardon  omission. 

Wishing  your  paper  every  success,  and  believing  with 
you  that  the  Democrats  are  gone  hook  and  line  for  the 
next  ten  years,  Yours  sincerely, 

C.  J.  Butchkr, 

The  Corenn  War. 

Tokvo,  Japan,  October  15,  1894, 
Editors  Argonaut:  Accompanying  this  I  send  you 
a  copy  of  the  latest  insuc  of  the  Kokumin  tw  Tomo~The 
Nation's  Friend— which  contains  two  English  articles  on 
the  Corean  war.  The  one  by  a  native  Japanese  fairly 
represents,  1  daresay,  the  aspirations  and  intentions  with 
which  we  are  engaging  in  war  against  China;  while  the 
other,  by  an  American  residing  at  Tokyo,  may  serve  to 
show  in  what  light  disinterested  foreigners  look  at  the 
present  war.     With  regards,  I  am,  sir, 

Sincerely  yours,  I,  Tokutomi. 


An  Appreciative  Reader. 

Nkw  York,  October  12,  1894. 
ARGONAUT:  Inclosed  is  my  check  to  renew 
iption.     1  would  gladly  double  your  suhscrip. 


tion  list  for  the  good  work  you  are  doing  against  ignor- 
ance, bigotry,  and  superstition.     Truly  yours, 

Wm.  Perrv  Fogg. 


Obscure  Intimations. 

"  C,"  one  of  our  contributors,  thus  writes  : 

"I  would  suggest  to  the  editors  of  the  Argonaut, 
apropos  of  an  alteration  in  the  text  of  my  manuscript, 
that  man  in  general  wears  a  garment  called  '  trousers  ' — 
but  models  wear  pants." 

We  quote  the  Century  Dictionary's  definition  of 
the  word  pants : 

Pants,  n.pl.  [Abbrev.  {  pantaloons,  q.  v.]  Same  as 
pantaloons,  2.     [Colloq.  and  vulgar.] 

The  thing  named  pants  in  certain  documents, 
A  word  not  made  for  gentlemen,  but  "gents." 

O.  W.  Holmes,  A  Rhymed  Lesson. 

Gents  and/awrs.— Let  these  words  go  together,  like  the 
things  they  signify.     The  one  always  wears  the  other. 
R.  G.  White,  Words  and  their  Uses,  p.  211. 

Neither  in  Paris  nor  anywhere  else  do  models 
wear  "  pants."  "  Pants  "  means,  if  it  means  any- 
thing, "  pantaloons,"  or  rather  is  an  abbreviation 
of  that  word.  The  garment  called  "pantaloons" 
differs  radically  from  the  modern  "  trousers," 
although  many  ignorant  people  think  they  are  the 
same,  and  call  their  trousers  "pantaloons"  or 
"  pants."  The  article  of  raiment  known  as ."  pant- 
aloons" fitted  tightly  to  the  thighs,  hips,  knees,  and 
calves,  and  was  fastened  around  the  ankles  with 
buttons  or  with  strings.  It  differed  as  much  from 
the  modern  trousers  as  trunks  and  hose  differed 
from  pantaloons.  What  "  C."  doubtless  means  is 
that  models  posing  for  the  nude  often  wear 
breeches,  or  what  painfully  polite  people  sometimes 
call  "bathing-drawers."  But  models  do  not  wear 
"pants."  And  even  if  they  did  wear  them  in  the 
studios,   they  shall  not  wear  them  in  the  Argonaut. 


THE    TUNEFUL    LIAR. 


The  Bloomer  Girl. 
The  bicycle  habit  is  fastened 

Upon  the  modern  maid ; 
But  whether  by  suspenders 

Or  pins  can  not  be  said. — Puck. 


Now  watch  her  on  her  flying  wheel 

Along  the  roadways  scoot ; 
The  costume  that  she  wears  to-day 

Was  once  her  bathing-suit. 

— Detroit  Free  Press. 

If  the  bloomer  fad  continues  to  boom, 

Ere  long  the  fellows  rude 
Can't  tell  if  the  vision  gliding  by 

Is  a  Daisy  or  a  dude. 

— Indianapolis  Jon rnal. 

"  I  admire  the  bloomers,"  so  she  cries, 
"  Tho*  the  critics  do  not  spare  them. 
I  think  the  fad  will  popularize 
The  girls  who  do  not  wear  them." 

— Nezv  York  World. 

Feeding  a  Modern  Scientist. 
Placid  I  am,  content,  serene, 

I  take  my  slab  of  gypsum  bread, 
And  chunks  of  oleomargarine 

Upon  its  tasteless  sides  I  spread. 

The  egg  I  eat  was  never  laid 
By  any  cackling,  feathered  hen  ; 

But  from  the  Lord  knows  what  'tis  made 
In  Newark  by  unfeathered  men, 

I  wash  my  simple  breakfast  down 
With  fragrant  chickory  so  cheap  ; 

Or  with  the  best  black  tea  in  town — 
Dried  willow  leaves — I  calmly  sleep. 

But  if  from  man's  vile  arts  I  flee 

And  drink  pure  water  from  the  pump, 

I  gulp  down  infusoria?, 

And  hideous  rotatoria?, 

And  wriggling  polygastrica:. 

And  slimy  diatomacea?, 

And  hard-shelled  orphryocercinae, 

And  double-barreled  kolpodse, 

Non-loricated  ambroeilte, 

And  various  animalcule ; 

Of  middle,  high,  and  low  degree  ; 

For  nature  just  beats  all  creation 

In  multiplied  adulteration. 

— Boston  Herald. 

An  Electrostatic  Pair. 
He  was  the  gallant  engineer 

Of  a  giant  dynamo  ; 
She  sang  to  the  wires  the  whole  day  long 

With  a  chorus  of  "Hello  !" 
He  loved  this  telephonic  maid, 

Till  his  heart's  vibrating  plate 
Was  magnetized  and  polarized 

At  a  miltiamperic  rate. 

His  love  he  well  expressed  in  ohms, 

And  amperes,  or  even  in  volts  ; 
In  voltaic  phrases  and  dynamo  figures, 

Or  currents,  arc-lights,  and  bolts. 
Said  he:  "  By  the  great  broken  circuit, 

Or  more,  by  the  RuhmkorlTcoil, 
Your  negative  answers  will  drive  me 

To  some  sub-way  under  the  soil. 
"  Not  a  spark  of  inductive  affection, 

Not  a  positive  '  Yes '  have  I  had  ; 
I'm  afraid  the  wires  have  grounded 

1  n  favor  of  some  other  lad," 
Then  regret,  like  a  galvanometer, 

Or  an  astatic  needle,  it  smote  her, 
And  she  said  :  "  Of  love  I  have  ions 

As  strong  as  an  Edison  motor." 
So  he  opened  the  circuit  and  clasped  her 

In  arm-ature,  and  held  her  there; 
And  she  was  the  belle  electric 

Of  this  thermo-electric  pair.    -Hardware. 


IT    EVOKES    PERSIFLAGE. 


Some  Reflections  on  Possessing  a  Black  Eye. 


"  Lemme  tell  you  something,"  said  the  drum- 
mer, as  he  slowly  caressed  the  bandages  which 
held  the  piece  of  raw  beef  tightly  over  his  left  eye, 
and  got  his  right  knee  up  where  he  could  clasp 
both  hands  around  it.  "You  may  have  a  whisky 
nose,  a  boil  on  your  neck,  a  hat  out  of  style,  a  pair 
of  bow  legs,  or  the  mark  of  Cain  on  your  brow, 
but  nothing  gives  you  away  like  a  black  eye.  In 
the  first  place,  it  is  something  you  can't  conceal. 
In  the  next,  every  man  forms  an  opinion  as  to  how 
you  got  it,  and  all  your  talk  only  makes  him  smile 
the  more.     Are  you  '  on  '  to  that  fact  ?" 

The  interviewer  pulled  out  his  pocket-glass  and 
looked  to  see  if  his  eyes  were  all  right,  and  an- 
swered that  he  tumbled. 

"  You  see,"  continued  the  afflicted,  "I  have  to 
take  a  certain  amount  of  exercise  with  the  clubs 
every  night  before  retiring.  Doctor  recommended 
it  for  my  lungs,  you  know,  and  I  carry  clubs  in  my 
trunk.  Expands  the  lungs,  braces  up  the  spinal 
column,  and  strengthens  the  arms  and  shoulders. 
You  follow  me,  I  presume?" 

He  was  assured  that  he  was  followed,  and, 
after  wiping  a  sympathetic  tear  from  his  right  eye 
and  heaving  a  heart-felt  sigh,  he  said  : 

"  Last  night,  while  I  was  practicing  as  usual  with 
the  clubs,  I  accidentally  hit  the  bed-post  with  one 
of  them,  and  it  flew  up  and  hit  me  in  the  eye.  The 
clerk  of  this  hotel  knew  that  I  was  in  my  room,  and 
that  it  was  my  habit  to  practice,  and  yet,  when  I 
came  down  to  ask  him  for  a  bit  of  raw  beef,  he 
smiled  and  shook  his  head,  and  asked  how  long  I 
lay  unconscious  and  whether  I  had  the  fellow  ar- 
rested. I  had  to  go  out  and  hunt  up  a  butcher- 
shop,  and,  as  the  butcher  cut  me  off  a  piece  of 
round,  he  inquired  whether  it  was  an  upper-cut  or 
a  straight  blow,  and  where  I  landed  when  I  count- 
ered. I  met  five  or  six  of  the  boys  when  I  came 
back  to  the  hotel,  and,  despite  all  I  could  say,  each 
and  every  one  would  have  it  that  I  had  been 
slugged.  Can  you  realize  the  painful  position  a 
man  with  a  black  eye  is  placed  in  ?  " 

The  interviewer  said  he  could,  and,  after  the 
bandage  had  been  tightened  a  little,  the  drummer 
remarked  : 

"  My  time  is  limited  and  I  can't  stop  work  for  a 
black  eye.  I  generally  put  in  three  days  in  Detroit, 
but  to-morrow  I  leave  for  Grand  Rapids.  I  have 
got  as  much  nerve  as  the  average  man,  but  I  can't 
stand  the  pressure.  Here  is  my  note-book,  and 
here  are  a  few  of  the  interesting  inquiries  and  ob- 
servations called  out  during  the  day  : 

"  '  Hit  you  with  his  right,  did  he  ?  ' 

"  '  How  did  you  feel  when  it  landed  ?  ' 

"  '  Splitting  wood,  and  a  stick  flew  up,  of  course.' 

"  '  What  made  you  call  him  a  liar  before  you  got 
your  hands  up  ?' 

"  'You'll  get  over  it  in  a  couple  of  weeks,  and 
next  time  you'll  know  enough  to  turn  the  back  of 
your  head.' 

"  '  Run  agin  a  lamp-post  in  the  dark  !  I  see  ! 
Have  done  the  same  thing  myself.' 

"  '  It  was  always  a  wonder  to  me  why  a  man  who 
can't  fight  should  go  around  sassing  folks.' 

"Those,"  sighed  the  drummer,  as  he  reached 
for  his  note-book,  "are  but  samples  selected  at 
random  from  a  tremendous  fall  and  winter  stock. 
I  had  to  give  up  about  four  o'clock  and  come  in 
and  lay  down.  Didn't  dare  show  up  in  the  dining- 
room,  and  the  waiter  who  brought  up  my  meal 
wanted  to  know  whether  I  was  Bob  Fitzsimmons  or 
Jack  Dempsey.  Yes,  I'll  be  going  in  the  morning. 
I  know  a  lot  of  fellows  at  Grand  Rapids,  but  they 
are  not  the " 

At  that  moment  along  came  an  acquaintance  on 
his  way  to  the  billiard-room  of  the  hotel,  and  at 
sight  of  the  bandaged  eye,  he  halted,  threw  up  his 
hands,  and  exclaimed  : 

"Holy  smoke  !  but  if  you  can't  fight,  or  bluff, 
or  run,  why  don't  you  put  on  roller-skates  and  fall 
down  before  you  are  hit  ?  " — Detroit  Free  Press. 


M.  Daudet's  country  chateau  is  one  of  the  most 
luxurious  homes  in  France  ;  but  the  novelist  feels 
homesick  at  times  for  the  old  mill  in  Provence 
where,  on  a  rickety  table  in  a  room  which  con- 
tained one  dilapidated  straw-bottomed  chair,  he 
wrote  "  Tartarin."  Daudet  is  still  a  handsome 
man.  In  his  youth,  when  he  became  the  Duke  de 
Morny's  secretary,  his  pink  and  white  skin  and 
fine  dark  eyes  led  the  duke  to  think  that  he  was 
a  woman  in  male  attire,  who  had  adopted  that  dis- 
guise to  get  near  him. 


For   enlargement   of    the  liver,  and   other  liver 
affections,  Ayer's  Sarsaparilla  is  best. 


—  Cooper's  engravers  have  no  equal. 


I'nfortuiiate  People 

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as  accomplished  in  Borden's  Peerless  Brand  Evapo- 
rated Cream. 


—  Go    to    Swain's    Dininc-room,    Sutter 
Street,  near  Kearny,  for  a  fine  lunch  or  dinner. 


-Cooper's  engravers  have  no  equal. 


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THE        ARGONAUT. 


13 


STORYETTES. 


Grave  and  Gay,  Epigrammatic  and  Otherwise. 


To-Day  tells  of  a  poor  woman  who  was  talking  to 
the  district  visitor  about  her  various  ailments,  and 
how  the  doctor  had  prescribed  for  her  "sluggish 
liver."  "  What  beats  me,"  she  remarked,  "  is  how 
them  slugs  get  inside  the  liver." 


Brahms  dined  one  day  with  one  of  his  fanatic 
admirers,  and  the  latter,  knowing  the  master's 
predilection  for  fine  wine,  had  a  bottle  of  renowned 
quality  brought  to  the  table  toward  the  end  of  the 
repast.  "This,"  he  exclaimed,  "is  the  Brahms 
among  my  wines  !  "  The  guest  sipped  of  it,  say- 
ing :  "  Excellent,  wonderful !  Now  bring  on  your 
Beethoven  !  " 

Dr.  Holmes,  several  years  ago,  asked  a  friend  : 
"What  is  your  idea  of  happiness?"  And  the 
prompt  answer,  "Four  feet  on  the  fender,"  gave 
him  great  satisfaction.  Some  time  later,  perhaps  a 
year  or  more,  this  friend  found  Dr.  Holmes  in  his 
study,  sitting  alone  by  the  fire,  looking  not  very 
happy.  To  the  visitor's  solicitous  greeting  came 
the  reply  :   "  Only  two  feet  on  the  fender." 


To  economize  time  is  a  sensible  thing,  and  yet 
there  are  occasions  when  it  brings  trouble,  as  in  the 
case  of  a  Mr.  Johnson.  Mr.  Johnson's  lawyer, 
calling  one  day,  found  Mrs.  Johnson  alone  and 
walking  about  in  a  state  of  violent  excitement.  He 
asked  what  was  the  matter.  Her  only  answer  was 
that  her  husband  was  "a  villain."  After  a  time, 
she  added,  with  some  hesitation  :  "  Why,  I  have 
discovered  all  the  love-letters  he  sent  me  were  the 
very  same  he  sent  to  his  first  wife." 


A  Southern  judge,  who  was  in  a  New  York  cafe 
the  other  evening  (says  the  Tribune),  ordered  for 
his  drink  whisky.  The  waiter  brought  it  in  a  glass. 
The  judge  looked  around,  probably  for  the  de- 
canter, and  then,  pointing  to  the  glass  with  the 
whisky  in  it,  asked  :  "What's  that?"  "Whisky, 
sir,"  answered  the  waiter;  "wasn't  that  what  you 
ordered?"  The  judge  pushed  the  glass  away  im- 
patiently. "  My  son,"  he  said  gravely,  "  when  I 
take  a  drink  of  whisky,  I  leave  more  than  that  in 
the  glass." 

A  Chicago  man,  with  a  troublesome  memory, 
had  lately  been  taking  a  twenty-five-dollar  course 
of  mnemonics  from  a  professor  who  has  a  new 
system.  Shortly  afterward  (says  the  Tribune),  a 
neighbor  intrusted  a  package  to  this  man's  care, 
which  package  the  man  forgot  to  deliver.  He 
made  a  handsome  apology.  His  neighbor  accepted 
it  in  good  part,  but  could  not  forbear  to  ask,  in  a 
bantering  tone  :  "  But  how  about  that  twenty-five- 
dollar  system  of  mnemonics?"  "Oh,  that's  all 
right,"  was  the  reply  ;  "  the  system  isn't  to  blame. 
I  only  forgot  to  apply  it,  that's  all." 


She  had  attended  the  ambulance  classes  and  ob- 
tained the  certificate.  The  street  accident  she  had 
earnestly  prayed  for  took  place.  A  man  had 
broken  his  leg.  She  confiscated  the  walking-stick 
of  a  passer-by  and  broke  it  in  three  pieces  for 
splints.  She  tore  up  her  skirt  for  bandages. 
When  all  was  completed  she  summoned  a  cab  and 
took  her  patient  to  the  hospital.  "  Who  bandaged 
this  limb  so  creditably  ? "  inquired  the  surgeon. 
"I  did,"  she  blusbingly  replied.  "Well,  it  is 
most  beautifully — most  beautifully  done  ;  but  you 
have  made,  I  find,  one  little  mistake.  You  have 
bandaged  the  wrong  leg." 

Paddy  has  been  telling  the  story  of  a  big  pike  he 
caught — too  big  to  get  into  the  boat,  so  that  he  had 
to  be  towed  behind  {with  the  gaff  in  it,  it  must  be 
understood).  Then  followed  this  dialogue  :  "  What 
weight,  Paddy?"  "  Divil  a  know  I  know,  but  he 
was  an  ojous  baste."  "  Was  that  the  biggest  you 
ever  saw,  Paddy  ? "  Then  a  description  of  the 
biggest.  "What  weight,  Paddy?"  "  Sorra  a  bit 
I  know — he  was  a  terror."  "  How  big,  Paddy  ?" 
"  Sure,  I  can't  tell  to  a  fut  or  two,  but  a  man  could 
walk  down  his  throat."  On  this  incredulity  ;  but 
Paddy  "clinched  the  matter  and  silenced  all  con- 
troversy "  by  adding  :  "  Wid  his  hat  on." 

Dr.  Dobbin,  an  old  -  fashioned  clergyman  of 
Dublin,  was  noted  for  his  kindness  to  the  poor, 
and  for  his  simplicity  in  trusting  them.  Once 
a  man  was  begging  at  the  clergyman's  carriage 
window.  Having  no  change  about  him,  he  handed 
the  beggar  a  guinea,  saying  :  "  Go,  my  poor  man, 
get  me  change  for  that  and  I  will  give  you  a 
shilling."  He  never  saw  the  beggar's  face  again. 
One  day  his  wife,  on  coming  home,  found  him  in 
the  hall  with  his  hands  behind  his  back,  as  if 
hiding  something.  She  insisted  on  knowing  what 
it  was,  and  he  timidly  brought  out  from  behind  his 
back  a  roasted  leg  of  mutton.  He  had  quietly 
taken  it  from  the  spit  in  the  kitchen,  to  give  to  a 
poor  woman  waiting  at  the  door. 


An  old  fisherman  in  Nartle,  Devon,  made  it  one 
of  the  chief  ends  of  his  life  to  keep  his  boat  im- 
maculate. On  one  occasion,  a  gentleman  had  hired 
him  to  take  himself  and  a  young  lady  out  for  an 


afternoon's  fishing.  The  boat  could  not  be  brought 
near  enough  to  the  shore  for  them  to  step  in  ;  so 
the  old  sailor  removed  his  shoes  and  stockings,  and 
taking  the  young  lady  in  his  arms,  was  about  to  de- 
posit her  on  board,  when  he  caught  sight  of  some 
mud  on  her  pretty  pair  of  boots.  Instantly  he 
stooped  and  dipped  both  her  feet  up  to  the  ankles 
in  the  sea,  paddling  them  back  and  forward  to  re- 
move the  mud,  in  spite  of  the  protests  of  the 
owner.  His  only  remar1-  c  as  he  finally  put  her  on 
board,  was  :  "  Bless  yer,  miss,  salt  water  won't  give 
yer  the  snuffles." 

At  Fort  Monroe  some  time  ago,  where  one  of 
the  vessels  of  the  navy  was  temporarily  awaiting 
orders,  a  delegation  of  army  officers  stationed  at 
the  fort  came  aboard.  There  is  a  set  naval  regu- 
lation that  nothing  can  be  so  on  board  ship  until 
the  commanding  officer  orders  it.  While  the  army 
party  were  looking  over  the  ship,  twelve  o'clock  ar- 
rived. A  junior  officer  approached  the  captain  and 
said,  with  a  salute  :  "  It  is  twelve  o'clock,  sir." 
"  Make  it  so,"  responded  the  captain,  and  eight 
bells  were  struck.  The  army  officers  suspected 
that  the  navy  men  wanted  them  to  ask  some  ques- 
tions and  get  sold,  or  that  this  was  a  bit  of  foolery 
got  up  to  joke  the  land  warriors.  Some  time  after, 
a  party  of  the  army  officers  invited  the  officers  of 
the  war-ship  to  dine  with  them.  The  dinner  was 
progressing  when  a  lieutenant  entered  and,  salut- 
ing the  senior  officer  present,  said,  gravely  : 
"  Colonel,  the  major's  blind  horse  is  dead." 
"  Make  it  so,"  responded  the  colonel,  with  the 
greatest  gravity,  and  the  dinner  proceeded.  Noth- 
ing was  said  at  the  time,  but  the  navy  officers  tell 
the  story. 

A  man  from  nowhere  made  a  large  fortune  in 
London,  and  at'  once  proceeded  to  indulge  a  gen- 
uine, if  somewhat  crass,  love  of  art.  He  sent 
agents  the  length  and  breadth  of  Europe  to  pur- 
chase the  highest-priced  pictures  to  be  had.  The 
home  he  built  was  magnificent.  Everybody  who 
was  invited  went  to  see  it,  to  remain,  to  feast, 
even  to  gaze  upon  the  millionaire  at  his  easel,  brush 
in  hand,  the  robes  of  Japan  or  of  Greece  flowing 
about  him.  But  Whistler  would  not  go  to  his 
home.  Millais,  Tadema,  Sargent,  and  a  hundred 
lights  had  graced  his  board,  but  Whistler  could  not 
be  got  through  the  front-door.  The  art  millionaire 
was  in  despair,  for  until  Whistler  set  the  cachet  of 
his  approval,  the  art  millionaire's  position  in  the 
world  of  art  was  open  to  dispute.  One  day 
Whistler  abruptly  sent  him  word  that  he  would  call 
upon  him  the  next  morning  at  ten  o'clock.  The 
art  millionaire,  fairly  palpitating  with  joy,  received 
Whistler  at  the  entrance  of  his  palatial  home, 
effusive  with  welcome.  Whistler  bowed  gravely. 
The  millionaire  offered  his  arm.  Whistler  took  it 
impassively  and  permitted  himself  to  be  conducted 
over  the  house.  He  walked  through  rooms  filled 
with  treasures  and  said  never  a  word.  The  host, 
perturbed,  but  willing  to  make  allowance  for  the 
eccentricities  of  genius,  finally  flung  aside  the  por- 
tieres of  a  great  studio.  In  it  were  such  couches 
and  stuffs  and  curios  as  artists  dream  of.  Two- 
guinea-an-hour  models  awaited  the  leisure  of  the 
millionaire.  Never  a  word.  Whistler  permitted 
his  stony  stare  to  roam  from  one  object  to  another, 
then  swung  his  host  about,  led  him  through  the 
portieres,  and  made  for  the  entrance.  As  they 
descended  the  grand  staircase,  the  millionaire  burst 
forth:  "Great  heavens,  Mr.  Whistler!  ain't  you 
going  to  say  anything  ?  "  Whistler  turned  abruptly 
and  regarded  him  for  a  moment  with  a  solemn 
stare.  Then  he  brought  his  hand  heavily  down  on 
the  millionaire's  back  and  exclaimed,  hoarsely  : 
' '  It's  amazing  !  And  —  there's  —  no — excuse — for 
it." 

The  Heathen  Chinee 

Is  not  a  beauty.  No  more  are  you  when  your  com- 
plexion has  an  orange  tint.  That  means  that  you 
are  bilious,  a  fact  further  evinced  by  discomfort  on 
the  right  side,  sick  headache,  vertigo,  nausea,  and 
furred  tongue.  Hostetter's  Stomach  Bitters  will 
take  the  bile  out  of  your  blood,  regulate  your  diges- 
tive organs,  set  your  stomach  in  good  working 
order — in  two  words,  cure  you.  Use  it  and  cease 
to  be  yellow.  It  cures  malarial,  rheumatic,  and 
kidney  trouble. 

Health,  comfort,  and  happiness  abound  in  homes 
where  "  Garland"  Stoves  and  Ranges  are  used. 


Mothers  be  sure  and  use  "  Mrs.  Winslow's 
Soothing  Syrup  "  for  your  children  while  teething. 


-Coopers  engravers  have  no  equal. 


SOZODONT 


&  GR&TEFUL 

Indicative  of  health  and  purity,  is  communicated 
to  the  mouth  by  the  aromatic 

SOZODONT 

which  makes  the  teeth  as  white  and  as  radiant 
as  polished  porcelain,  and  contains  no  ingredient 
that  is  not  highly  beneficial  to  both  gums  and  teeth. 
The  Lyric  and  Dramatic  professions  are  loud  in 
their  praises  of 

SOZODONT 


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CMVIEJ   ENJOYS 

Both  the  method  and  results  when 
Syrup  of  Figs  is  taken;  it  is  pleasant 
and  refreshing  to  the  taste,  and  acts 
gently  yet  promptly  on  the  Kidneys, 
Liver  and  Bowels,  cleanses  the  sys- 
tem effectually,  dispels  colds,  head- 
aches and  fevers  and  cures  habitual 
constipation.  Syrup  of  Figs  is  the 
only  remedy  of  its  kind  ever  pro- 
duced, pleasing  to  the  taste  and  ac- 
ceptable to  the  stomach,  prompt  in 
its  action  and  truly  beneficial  in  its 
effects,  prepared  only  from  the  most 
healthy  and  agreeable  substances,  its 
many  excellent  qualities  commend  it 
to  all  and  have  made  it  the  most 
popular  remedy  known. 

Syrup  of  Figs  is  for  sale  in  50 
cent  bottles  by  all  leading  drug- 
gists. Any  reliable  druggist  who 
may  not  have  it  on  hand  will  pro- 
cure it  promptly  for  any  one  who 
wishes  to  try  it.  Ito  not  accept  any 
substitute. 

CALIFORNIA  FIG  SYRUP  CO. 

SAN  FRANCISCO.  CAl. 
LOUISVILLE,  KY.  NEW  VORK,  N.Y. 


GRAND  NATIONAL,  AWARD 
of  16,600  francs. 


a  Stimulating  Eestorative, 

COHTAINIHO 

PERUVIAN  BARK,  IRON, 

AND  PURE  CATALAN  WINE, 

the  Great  FRENCH  REMEDY 

for  PREVENTION  and  CURE  of 

DYSPEPSIA,  MALARIA,    FEVER  and  AGUE, 

NEURALGIA,  loss  of  APPETITE, 

and  RETARDED  CONVALESCENCE 

82  Rue  Drouot,  Paris. 

E.  FOUGERA  &  CO    Agents  for  U.  S., 

80  North  "William  Street,  N.  T. 


GATHER  THE  ITEMS  NOW 

They  make  History  in  the  Future. 

We  take  orders  for  clipping  on  any  subject, 
including  Midwinter  Fair. 

BtTKEAU  OF  PRESS  CLIPPING, 
325  Dearborn  St.,  Chicago. 


A  CAMP  FIRE  IS  GOOD. 

A  WOOD  OR  GOAL  STOVE  IS  BETTER. 

BDT A  GAS  STOVE  IS  BEST. 


SOUTHERN  PACIFIC  COMPANY. 

PACIFIC  SYSTEM. 


Trains  leave,  and  are  doe  to  arrive  at 
SAN  FRANCISCO. 


leave.    |    From   November  3,  1894.    |    arrive. 


7.CO  A. 
7.00  A. 
7.30  A. 
3.30   A. 

9.OO   A. 


9.OO  A. 
*  9.OO  A. 
$10.30   A. 


1    I. OO    P. 
4.OO    P. 


6.45  A. 
7.15  '• 
6.15     P. 

4.15     p- 


S- 45    P. 
10.45  A> 

*  7-15   *". 

l"-45  A. 

*  8.45    A. 

I". 45  a. 

*  9.00    P. 


Atlantic  Express  for  Ogden  and 
East 

Benicia,  Vacavflle,  Rumsey.  Sac- 
ramento, and  Redding,  via  Davis , 

Martinez,  San  Ramon,  Napa,  Cal- 
istoga,  and  'Santa  Rosa. 

Nfles,  San  Jose1,  Stockton,  lone, 
Sacramento,  Marysville,  Red 
Bluff,  and  Oroville 

New  Orleans  Express,  'Raymond 
{for  Yosemite),  Santa  Barbara, 
Los  Angeles,  Deming,  El  Paso, 
New  Orleans,  and  East 

Martinez  and  Stockton 

Peters  and  Milton 

"Sunset  Limited,"  Vestibuled 
Train  through  to  New  Orleans. . 

Ntles,  San  Jose,  and  Livermore 

Niles,  San  Jose",  and  Livermore 

Sacramento  River  Steamers 

Martinez,  San  Ramon,  Vallejo, 
Napa,  Calistoga,  El  Verano, 
and  Santa  Rosa 

Benicia,  VacavUle,  Woodland, 
Knights  Landing,  Marysville, 
Oroville,  and  Sacramento 

Niles,  San  Jose,  Livermore,  Stock- 
ton, Modesto,  Merced,  and 
Fresno 

Los  Angeles  Express.  Fresno, 
Bakersneld,  Santa  Barbara,  and 
Los  Angeles 

Santa  Fe  Route,  Atlantic  Express 
for  Mojave  and  East 

European  Mail,  Ogden  and  East,. . 

Haywards,  Niles,  and  San  Jose" 

Vallejo 

Oregon       Express,        Sacramento, 

Marysville,    Redding,    Portland, 

Puget  Sound,  and  East 10.45  A- 

SANTA  CRUZ   DIVISION  (  Narrow  Gange). 


5.00  p. 

6.00  p. 

6.00  p. 

I  7.00  p. 

7.00  p. 


IO.45    A. 

IO.45    A. 

9.45    A. 

7.45    A. 

t    7-45     ?. 


I  I  7-45  A. 

8.I5    A. 

2.45  p. 


Sunday  Excursion  for  Newark, 
San  Jose,  Los  Catos,  Felton, 
and  Santa  Cruz J  8.05   P. 

Newark,  Centerville,  San  Jose', 
Felton,  Boulder  Creek,  Santa 
Cruz,  and  Way  Stations 6.20   P. 

Newark,  Centerville.  San  Jose', 
New  Almaden,  Felton,  Boulder 
Creek,  Santa  Cruz,  and  prin- 
cipal Way  Stations '11.50  a. 

4-45   **■"  Newark.  San  Jose,  Los  Gatos 9.50  a. 

COAST  DIVISION,  Third  and  Townsend  Sts. 


6-45  ' 
8.15  . 


10.40  1 
"-45  J 
*  2.20  ; 


*  4.25  J 

5.10  J 

6.30  i 

tn.45  " 


San  Jose,  New  Almaden,  and  Way 
Stations 

San  Jose1,  Tres  Pinos,  Santa  Cruz, 
Pacific  Grove,  Paso  Robles,  San 
Luis  Obispo,  and  principal  Way 
Stations 7.05 

San  Jose  and  Way  Stations. 

Palo  Alto  and  Way  Stations 

San  Jose,  Gilroy,  Tres  Pinos,  Santa 
Cruz,  Salinas,  Monterey,  Pacific 
Grove 

San  Jose  and  principal  Way  Sta- 
tions  

Palo  Alto  and  Way  Stations 

San  Jose  and  Way  Stations 

Palo  Alto  and  Way  Stations 

Palo  Alto  and  principal  Way  Sta- 
tions       f  7.38  p. 


»-45 


5.06   P. 
3-3°  *■ 


TIO-40   A. 

9-47  A. 

*  8.06  A. 

*  8.48   A. 
6.35    A. 


CREEK  ROUTE  FERRY. 

From  SAN  FRANCISCO— Foot  of  Market  St.  (Slip  8)— 
*7.oa  *8.oo  9.00  'io.oo  and  11.00  a.  m.,  '12.30, 
J1.00    '2,00    3.00      '4.00    5.00  and  *6.oo  P.  M. 

From  OAKLAND  —  Foot  of  Broadway  — *6.oo      *7_oo 
8.00    '9.00     10.00  and  'ii.oo  A.   M.,    ti2.oo     '12.30, 
2.00    *3.oo      4.00  and    *5.oo  P.  M, 
a  for  morning,    p  for  afternoon.    *  Sundays  excepted. 

t  Saturdays   only.     $  Thursdays   only.     I  Sundays  only. 


The  PACIFIC  TRANSFER  COMPANY  will 
call  for  and  check  baggage  from  hotels  and  residences. 
Inquire  of  Ticket  Agents  for  Time  Cards  and  other  in- 
formation. 


PACIFIC  MAIL  STEAMSHIP  CO. 

Through   Line   to  New   York,   via    Panama. 

Calling  at  various  ports  of  Mexico  and  Central  America. 
Sailings  (at  noon)  from  company's  wharf.  First  and 
Erannan  Streets: 

SS.  Colima November  19th, 

SS.  San  Bias November  28th 

SS.  San  Juan December  8th. 

SS.  Colon December  18th 


Japan  and    China   Line   for  Yokohama  and 
Hong  Kong. 

Connecting  at  Yokohama  with  steamers  for  Shanghai,  and 

at  Hong  Kong  for  Indies,  Straits,  etc. : 

FOR  HONG  KONG.  VIA  YOKOHAMA: 

Peru Saturday,  November  24,  at  3  P.  m. 

City  of  Rio  Janeiro. .  -Thursday,  December  13,  at  3  P.  m. 

City  of  Peking Thursday,  January  3,  at  3  p.  m. 

China  (via  Honolulu) Tuesday,  January  15,  at  3  p.  u. 

Round-Trip  Tickets   to   Yokohama  and   return  at  re- 
I  duced  rates. 

;       For    Freight   or  Passage    apply    at  company's    office, 
j  No.  425  Marke*  Street, 

ALEXANDER  CENTER,  General  Agent. 


AH  Kinds  of  Gas  Cooking  Stoves  and  Gas 
Grates.     Stove  Department, 

S.    F.  CAS-LICHT    COMPANY, 

226     POST     STREET. 


WHITE  STAR  LINE. 

United     States    and     Royal    Mail    Steamers, 

Sailing  from  Liverpool  and  New 

York  every  Wednesday. 

FROM    NEW   VORK : 

Majestic. ..  .November28th  I  Britannic December  19th 

Germanic December  5th     Majestic December  26th 

Teutonic. .  ..December  12th  |- 

Salon  rates,  $50  and  upward,  according  to  steamer  and 
accommodations  selected.  Excursion  tickets  on  favor- 
able terms.  Through  tickets  to  London  and  Paris. 
Second  cabin,  Majestic  and  Teutonic,  $35  and  $40. 
Steerage  tickets  at  low  rates.  Tickets  for  safe  by  all  the 
leading  railroad   and  steamship  agents  in  San  Francisco. 

H.  MAITLAND   KERSEY,  Agent, 

39  Broadway,  New  York. 


OCCIDENTAL    AND    ORIENTAL 

STEAMSHIP  COMPAXY. 

FOB  JAPAN  AND  CHINA. 

NOTE  CHANGE   IN   HOUR   OP   SAILING: 

Steamers  leave  Wharf,  corner  First  and  Brannan  Streets, 

3  o'clock  P.  M.,  for 

YOKOHAMA  AND  HONG  KONG. 

Connecting  at  Yokohama  with  steamers  for  Shanghai. 

Steamer.     From  San  Francisco  for  Hong  Kong.      1894. 

Belgic Thursday,  November  15 

Oceanic,  (via  Honolulu)     Tuesday,  December  4 

Gaelic Monday,  December  24 

lielgic Thursday,  January  24,  1895 

Round-Trip  Tickets  at  reduced  rates. 
For   freight   and    passage   apply   at    company's  office. 
No.  425  Market  Street,  corner  First  Street. 
P.   P.  STLBBS,  Secretary. 

PACIFIC  COAST  STEAMSHIP  CO. 

Dispatch  steamers  from  San  Francisco  for  ports  in 
Alaska,  9  a.  II,  November  6,  21,  December  6,  21. 

For  B.  C.  and  Puget  Sound  ports,  October  27,  Novem- 
ber 1,  6,  11,  16.  21,  26,  December  1,  6,  11,  16,  21,  26, 
31,  and  every  fifth  day  thereafter.  For  Eureka,  Hum- 
bold!  Bay,  Steamer  It  'illamette  Valley,  every  Wednesday, 
9  a.  m.  For  Newport.  Los  Angeles,  and  all  way 
ports,  every  fourth  and  fifth  day  alternately  at  8  a.  m. 
For  San  Diego,  stopping  only  at  Port  Harford,  Santa 
Barbara,  Port  Los  Angeles,  Redondo  (Los  Angeles), 
and  Newport  every  fourth  and  fifth  day  alternately,  at 
11  a.  m.  For  Ensenada,  San  Jose1  del  Cabo,  Mazatlan, 
La  Paz,  and  Guaymas  (Mexico).  Steamer  St.  Paul,  35th 
of  each  uonth.  Ticket-office,  Palace  Hotel,  a  New  Mont- 
gotnery  Street. 

GOODALL,  PERKINS  &  CO..  ' 

No.  10  Market  Street  \. 


14 


THE        ARGONAUT. 


November  19,  1894. 


The  Wright-Clarke  'Wedding. 

Trinity  Episcopal  Church  was  crowded  last  Wed- 
nesday evening  with  a  fashionable  assemblage  in 
attendance  to  witness  the  marriage  of  Miss  Laura 
Clarke  and  Colonel  J.  B.  Wright,  both  of  Sacra- 
mento. The  bride,  who  is  the  daughter  of  Mr. 
and  Mrs.  C.  W.  Clarke  is  well  known  in  society 
circles,  both  here  and  in  the  capital  city.  The 
groom  is  prominent  in  railroad  circles,  being  divi- 
sion superintendent  at  Sacramento  for  the  Southern 
Pacific  Company. 

At  half-past  eight  o'clock  the  bridal  party  ap- 
peared. The  ushers  were  Mr.  Henry  M.  Hol- 
brook.  Mr.  Charles  H.  Crocker.  Mr.  H.  B.  Hough- 
ton, Mr.  Samuel  Knight,  Mr.  J.  Fred  Burgin,  and 
Mr.  Lansing  B.  Mizner.  Miss  Marian  Haff,  of 
New  York,  a  cousin  of  the  groom.  Miss  Julia 
Crocker,  Miss  Tillie  Feldmann,  and  Miss  Harriet 
Hall  were  the  bridesmaids.  Miss  Eaa  Bird- 
sail,  of  Sacramento,  acted  as  maid  of  honor,  and 
Mr.  Joseph  D.  Grant  was  best  man.  Two 
little  nieces  of  the  bride.  Miss  Baldwin  and 
Miss  Buchanan,  were  the  flower-bearers,  and  ap- 
peared in  becoming  gowns.  The  bride  wore  an 
elegant  gown  of  white  satin,  with  a  long  court 
train  and  a  flowing  veil  of  white  tulle.  In  her 
coiffure  was  a  spray  of  orange-blossoms  and  a  star 
of  diamonds,  and  she  carried  a  bouquet  of  Bride 
roses.  Her  maids  wore  pretty  gowns  of  white  silk 
draped  with  point  d'Esprit,  and  carried  large 
clusters  of  chrysanthemums. 

The  ceremony  was  performed  most  impressively 
by  Rev.  George  Edward  Walk.  Afterward  a  re- 
ception was  held  at  the  residence  of  Mr.  and  Mrs. 
A.  S.  Baldwin,  2231  Washington  Street.  An  elabo- 
rate supper  was  served  under  Ludwig's  direction, 
and  the  evening  was  passed  very  pleasantly.  The 
wedding-presents  were  beautiful  and  very  costly. 
Colonel  and  Mrs.  Wright  left  on  Thursday  for  the 
East,  where  they  will  travel  for  several  weeks. 
Their  permanent  home  will  be  in  Sacramento. 


The  Bray-Edwards  Wedding. 
A  pretty  wedding  took  place  at  the  residence  of 
Mrs.  Charles  N.  Champion,  1616  Clinton  Avenue, 
in  Alameda  last  Wednesday  afternoon.  The  bride 
was  Mrs.  Champion's  cousin,  Miss  Lucille  B. 
Edwards,  daughter  of  Mrs.  Butters,  who  is  now  in 
South  Africa,  and  the  groom  was  Mr.  Robert 
Augustus  Bray,  son  of  Mr.  W.  A.  Bray,  of  Fruit- 
vale.  The  guests  were  limited  to  relatives  and 
very  intimate  friends  of  the  contracting  parties. 
Rev.  Father  Sweeney,  of  Oakland,  performed  the 
ceremony  at  half-past  two  o'clock  in  the  hand- 
somely decorated  parlors,  which  were  adorned 
with  a  profusion  of  chrysanthemums  and  autumn 
foliage.  Miss  Julie  Conner,  of  San  Francisco,  was 
the  maid  of  honor,  and  the  bridesmaids  were  Miss 
Edith  Conner  and  Miss  Mollie  Wethered,  of  San 
Francisco,  Miss  Henrietta  Donnelly,  of  Fruitvale, 
and  Miss  Helen  Casey,  of  Benicia.  Mr.  Edward 
Bray  acted  as  best  man,  and  the  ushers  were  Mr. 
Robert  Howard  Bennett  and  Mr.  Charles  Hub- 
bard. Mr.  James  S.  Wethered,  uncle  of  the  bride, 
gave  her  into  the  keeping  of  the  groom.  After 
the  ceremony  and  congratulations,  refreshments 
were  served,  and  later  in  the  day  the  newly  wedded 
couple  left  to  make  a  Southern  trip. 


Monday  Evening  Dancing-Class. 

The  members  of  the  Monday  Evening  Dancing- 
Class  held  their  first  meeting  at  Lunt's  Hall  last 
Monday  night,  and  all  who  attended  declared  the 
affair  a  success.  The  patronesses  of  the  club  are 
Mrs.  William  H.  Taylor,  Mrs.  James  Carolan,  Mrs. 
W.  R.  Smedberg,  Mrs.  Southard  Hoffman,  Mrs. 
W.  F.  McNutt,  Mrs.  Jerome  Lincoln,  Mrs.  Thomas 
Breeze,  Mrs.  Pelham  W.  Ames,  Mrs.  T.  C.  Van 
Ness,  Mrs.  Sidney  M.  Smith,  Mrs.  William  M. 
Gwin,  Mrs.  George  A.  Pope,  Mrs.  George  H.  Lent, 
Mrs.  Paul  Jarboe,  Miss  Goad,  and  Miss  Hobart. 
Among  those  present  were  : 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  George  A.  Pope,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  John  E. 
de  Ruyter,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Joseph  S.  Tobin,  Mr.  and  Mrs. 
Paul  Jarboe,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Gerriit  L.  Lansing,  Colonel 
and  Mrs.  W.  R.  Smedberg,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  T.  C.  Van 
New,  Mrs.  William  M.  Gwin,  Mrs.  W.  H.  Taylor,  Mrs. 
Pelham  W.  Ames,  Mrs.  Henry  Gibbons,  Mrs.  Sidney  M. 


Smith,  Mrs.  W.  F.  McNutt,  Mrs.  James  Carolan,  Mrs. 
Jerome  Lincoln,  Mrs.  Thomas  Breeze,  Mrs.  CamiUo 
Martin.  Mrs.  Southard  Hoffmann,  Miss  Carrie  Taylor, 
Miss  Ida  Gibbons,  Miss  Ethel  Cohen,  Miss  Ethel  Smith, 
Miss  Bertha  Smith.  Miss  Helen  Smith,  Miss  Mary  Bell 
Gwin,  Miss  Ella  Goad,  Miss  Genevieve  Goad,  Miss  Mae 
Tucker,  Miss  Claire  Tucker,  Miss  Julia  Crocker,  Miss 
Edna  Robinson.  Miss  McNutt,  Miss  Mamie  Thomas, 
Miss  Aileen  Carolan,  Miss  Evelyn  Carolan,  Miss 
Alice  Ames.  Miss  Delia  Mills.  Misses  Breeze, 
Miss  Emma  Butler.  Miss  Clementina  Kip,  Miss 
Cora  Smedberg  Miss  Grace  Martin.  Miss  Daisy  Van 
Ness,  Miss  Jessie  Coleman,  Miss  Claire  Ralston, 
Miss  Helen  Woolworth,  Miss  Schneely,  Miss  Bertha 
Welch,  Miss  Jennie  Blair,  Miss  Virginia  Fair.  Miss 
Eleanor  Wood,  Miss  Isabel  McKenna,  Miss  Mamie  Mc- 
Mullin,  Miss  Fanny  Loughborough,  Miss  Celia  Tobin, 
Miss  Henshaw,  Miss  Norwood,  Miss  Ethel  Tompkins, 
Miss  LUlie  Lawlor.  Miss  Ethel  Lincoln,  Miss  May  Hoff- 
man, Miss  Alice  Simpkins,  Miss  Alice  Decker.  Miss 
Jennie  Cheesman,  Mr.  Edward  M.  Greenway,  Mr.  Fran- 
cis J.  Carolan,  Mr.  John  0.  Blanchard,  Dr.  G.  M. 
Richardson,  Mr.  W.  R.  Heath,  Mr.  J.  A.  Hart,  Mr. 
Elliott  McAllister,  Mr.  John  Lawson,  Mr.  Samuel 
Knight,  Mr.  Frank  L.  Owen,  Mr.  Andrew  Martin.  Mr. 
William  S.  McMurlry,  Mr.  Frederick  H.  Coon,  Mr.  N. 
G.  Kittle,  Mr.  Augustus  Taylor.  Mr.  W.  H.  Taylor,  Jr.. 
Mr.  Addison  Mizner,  Mr.  Wilson  Mizner,  Mr.  Walter 
Leonard  Dean,  Mr.  Joseph  D.  Grant.  Mr.  James  Brett 
Stokes,  Mr.  W.  F.  Breeze,  Lieutenant  H.  C.  Benson,  U. 
S.  A.,  Mr.  L.  S.  Vassault,  Mr.  Lawrence  Van  Winkle, 
Mr.  Lawson  S.  Adams.  Lieutenant  T.  F.  Ruhm,  U.  S. 
N.,  Lieutenant  William  K.  Smedberg,  Jr.,  U.  S.  A.,  Mr. 
Worthington  Ames,  Mr.  Frank  Van  Ness,  Mr.  S.  G. 
Buckbee,  Mr.  Maxwell  McNutt,  Mr.  Clement  Tobin, 
Mr.  James  C.  McKee,  Mr.  Southard  Hoffman,  Jr.,  and 
Mr.  A.  D.  Keyes. 

The  Taylor  Outing. 
Mr.  William  H.  Taylor,  Jr.,  and  his  sister,  Miss 
Carrie  Taylor,  invited  a  number  of  friends  to  ac- 
company them  to  Tiburon  last  Sunday  morning  to 
enjoy  a  day's  outing  there  and  on  the  bay.  They 
had  luncheon'  at  the  cottage  of  Mr.  and  Mrs. 
George  A.  Pope,  after  which  they  sailed  out  to  the 
heads  in  the  steam-launch  Mascotte.  The  return 
to  the  city  was  made  about  sundown.  Those  in 
the  party  were  : 

Mrs.  William  H.  Taylor,  Miss  Carrie  Taylor,  Miss 
May  Hoffman,  Miss  Alice  Simpkins,  Miss  Genevieve 
Goad,  Miss  Mary  Taylor,  of  Sacramento,  Mr.  E.  M. 
Greenway,  Mr.  Robert  L.  Coleman,  Mr.  Henry  N.  Stet- 
son, Mr.  W.  R.  Heath,  and  Mr.  Lawrence  Van  Winkle. 

The  Younger  Dinner-Party. 

Dr.  and  Mrs.  William  J.  Younger  gave  a  dinner- 
party last  Monday  evening  at  their  residence,  1414 
California  Street,  in  honor  of  Miss  Laura  Clarke 
and  her  fianci,  Colonel  J.  B.  Wright,  of  Sacra- 
mento. At  a  beautifully  decorated  table  several 
hours  were  delightfully  passed  in  dining  to  the 
musical  accompaniment  of  a  string  orchestra. 
Those  present  were  : 

Dr.  and  Mrs.  W.  J.  Younger,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  A.  S. 
Baldwin,  Mrs.  Haff,  of  New  York,  Miss  Laura  Clarke, 
Miss  Etta  Birdsall,  of  Sacramento,  Miss  Haff,  Miss 
Maud  Younger,  Lieutenant-Colonel  S.  B.  M.  Young,  U. 
S.  A.,  Major  H.  J.  Mills,  H.  M.  S.,  Dr.  George  H.  Red- 
ding, Mr.  Henry  M.  Holbrook,  and  Colonel  J.  B. 
Wright. 


Absolutely 
Pure 

A  cream  of  tartar  baking  powder.  High- 
est of  all  in  leavening  strength.  —  Latest 
United  States  Government  Food  Report. 

Rcyal  Baking  Powder  Co., 

106  Wall  St.,  N.  Y. 


The  Younger  Musicale. 

Mrs.  William  J.  Younger  entertained  about  two 
hundred  of  her  friends  in  a  delightful  manner  last 
Thursday  afternoon  by  giving  a  musicale  and  song 
recital  at  her  residence,  1414  -California  Street. 
Mrs.  Younger  was  assisted  in  receiving  by  the 
Misses  Maud  and  Bessie  Younger,  Miss  Alice 
Ames,  Miss  Claire  Tucker,  and  Miss  Etta  Birdsall,  of 
Sacramento,  who  escorted  the  guests  to  their  seats. 
It  was  a  little  after  three  o'clock  when  the  enter- 
tainment commenced.  Mr.  Willis  E.  Bacheller 
was  the  vocalist,  Mrs.  Carmichael-Carr  the  accom- 
panist, and  Mr.  Sigmund  Beel  the  solo  violinist. 
The  programme  was  as  follows  : 

(a)  "  Come  Raggio  di  Sol,"  Caldara,  fi)  "  Nina,"  Per- 
golese,  (c)  "  The  March  of  the  Maguire,"  (d)  "  Arranmore 
Boat  Song,"  [(a)  and  (b)  are  old  Italian  songs,  (c)  and  (d) 
are  old  Irish  songs,  arranged  by  C.  Villers  Stanford] ; 
aria,  "  Rendi  '1  Sereno  al  ciglio,"  Handel ;  andante, 
rondo,  and  capriccioso  for  violin,  Saint-Saens,  Mr.  S. 
Beel ;  "  Allah,"  Chadwick.  "  I  would  that  all  these  Songs," 
Maud  V.  White  ;  "  0  My  Rose,"  A  Goring  Thomas. 

The  audience  was  enthusiastic  in  its  appreciation 
of  the  various  numbers,  and  the  time  passed  very 
pleasantly.  Light  refreshments  were  served.  It 
was  about  five  o'clock  before  the  guests  departed. 

Movements  and  Whereabouts. 

Annexed  will  be  found  a  resume"  of  movements  to 
and  from  this  city  and  coast,  and  of  the  whereabouts 
of  absent  Californians  : 

Prince  and  Princess  Andre"  Poniatowski,  nie  Sperry. 
who  passed  their  honeymoon  in  Holland,  returned  to  Paris 
on  October  21st  to  visit  the  bride's  mother  at  the  Hotel 
de  France  and  Choiseul. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  George  Crocker  have  returned  to  New 
York  alter  a  prolonged  visit  to  London,  Paris,  Switzer- 
land, and  other  points  in  Europe. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  William  H.  Crocker  will  return  next 
week  from  their  visit  to  Paris. 

Mrs.  Charles  McLane  and  Miss  Eugenie  McLane,  of 
Baltimore,  arrived  at  the  Hotel  Continental,  in  Paris,  a 
fortnight  ago. 

Miss  Lizzie  Carroll  returned  to  the  city  early  in  the 
week  after  visiting  Miss  Lizzie  Murphy,  in  San  Jose". 

Mr.  and  Mis.  K.  P.  Schwerin  will  pass  the  winter  at  the 
residence  of  Mr.  H.  M.  A.  Miller,  uti  Pine  Street, 

Mrs.  William  Kohl  and  Miss  Mamie  Kohl,  of  San 
Mateo,  are  passing  a  month  at  Paso  Robles. 

Mrs.  George  B.  Sperry  and  Miss  Elsie  Sperry  have 
been  at  the  Hotel  California  during  the  past  week. 

Mr.  Charles  Sulro  and  Miss  Clara  Sutro  arrived  in 
Paris  a  week  ago. 

Dr.  George  ChUmore  was  in  New  Orleans  last  week. 

Mr*.  Richardson  Clover,  ol  Washington,  D.  C„  is  at 
the  Hotel  Continental,  in  Paris. 

Miss  Anita  Neumann,  of  Honolulu,  is  here  on  a  visit 
to  her  sister,  Mrs.  W.  F.  C.  Haison,  at  her  residence, 
2140  Sutter  Street. 

Mr.   Rudolph   Neumann   will   leave   in  a   few   days  to 


make  a  tour  of  Europe,  and  will  be  away  about  three 
months. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Mansfield  Lovell  are  entertaining  Mrs. 
and  Miss  Hathaway  at  the  Hotel  Pleasanton. 

Mrs.  Allien  C.  Bonnell,  who  is  visiting  her  mother  in 
San  Jose,  is  steadily  improving  in  health. 

Mr.  W.  H.  Magee  has  returned  from  Mexico,  and  will 
reside  at  the  Hotel  Richelieu  during  the  next  three 
months. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Edgar  F.  Preston  will  receive  on  the  sec- 
ond and  third  Tuesdays  of  each  month  at  their  residence, 
1299  Taylor  Street. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Ferd  C.  Person  have  returned  to  this 
city  after  passing  several  months  at  Belvedere,  and  are 
occupying  their  residence,  1620  Broadway,  where  they  will 
receive  on  the  second  and  fourth  Fridays  after  December 
1st. 

Mrs.  Charles  H.  Smith,  wife  of  the  cashier  of  the 
Southern  Pacific  Company,  will  leave  about  the  middle 
of  December,  with  her  son.  Master  Ermond  C.  Smith, 
to  pass  the  holidays  in  Montreal,  Canada. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Cutler  L.  Bonestell.  nie  Shipman, 
have  returned  from  their  Eastern  trip,  and  are  residing  at 
512  Stockton  Street. 

Miss  Gertrude  Goewey  and  Miss  Susie  Wells  have 
been  paying  a  visit  to  Mrs.  Frank  Vincent  Wright  in  San 
Jose. 

Mrs.  Joseph  McKenna  is  passing  several  weeks  at 
Paso  Robles. 

Dr.  M.  Herzstein  will  reside  during  the  winter  at  the 
Hotel  Richelieu. 

Mrs.  Claus  Mangels,  Miss  A.  Mangels,  and  Mr.  J. 
Henry  Mangels  are  en  route  home  from  Europe,  and 
are  expected  here  in  a  few  days. 

Mr.  Harry  R.  Cooper  returned  from  New  York  city 
last  Wednesday,  after  an  absence  of  six  weeks. 

Mrs.  Charles  Holbrook  is  at  Paso  Robles  for  a  couple 
of  weeks. 

Judge  Ward  McAllister  has  gone  to  New  York  city  to 
visit  his  father,  who  is  ill. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  H.  E.  Huntington  and  Miss  Clara 
Huntington  will  leave  in  a  few  days  to  visit  the  Eastern 
States. 

General  and  Mrs.  James  F.  Houghton,  Miss  Minnie 
Houghton,  and  Mr.  H.  B.  Houghton  will  move  over  from 
Oakland  on  December  1st,  to  reside  during  the  winter  at 
the  residence  of  Mrs.  Lucy  Otis,  on  Franklin  Street, 
which  they  have  leased. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Hermann  Oelrichs  and  Miss  Virginia 
Fair  will  return  to  their  home  in  New  York  city  in  a  few 
days. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Adolph  Scheld,  nie  Carroll,  of  Sacra- 
mento, have  been  visiting  friends  here  during  the  past 
week. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  H.  M.  Yerrington,  of  Carson  City,  Nev., 
have  been  at  the  Palace  Hotel  during  the  past  week. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  E.  A.  Shepard  and  Miss  Shepard  have 
returned  to  the  city,  and  will  pass  the  winter  at  the  Cali- 
fornia Hotel. 

Miss  May  Irwin  is  visiting  Mrs.  Paul  Jarboe  at  her 
residence,  2224  Washington  Street. 

Mrs.  John  P.  Jackson  has  returned  to  the  city  after  an 
absence  of  six  months.  She  passed  the  summer  season 
at  Great  Diamond  Isle,  Me.,  and  the  last  two  months 
with  relatives  in  Kentucky. 

Miss  Nellie  Hillyer  has  been  visiting  Miss  Josephine 
Cone  at  her  home  in  Red  Bluff. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  J.  Philip  Smith  returned  to  the  city  last 
Thursday  after  a  prolonged  absence  in  Europe.  They 
will  leave  on  Monday  to  visit  their  country  home.  Sunset 
Villa,  in  Santa  Cruz,  but  will  soon  return  to  remain  here 
during  the  winter. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Morris  Newton  will  pass  the  winter  at 
their  residence,  1822  Pacific  Avenue. 

Mr.  Frederick  E.  Whitney,  of  Oakland,  is  visiting 
Byron  Springs. 

Mrs.  John  Vance  Cheney  has  departed  to  join  her  hus- 
band in  Chicago,  where  they  will  reside  henceforth. 

Mrs.  Austin  Sperry  and  Miss  Beda  Sperry  have  re- 
turned from  a  prolonged  visit  to  Europe. 

Mrs.  George  Haas  is'  passing  a  few  weeks  at  Byron 
Springs. 

Mrs.  O.  Ogden  Lamoreaux,  of  Minneapolis,  is  visiting 
her  daughter,  Mrs.  Louise  Dearborn,  at  her  home,  1630 
Broadway. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Monroe  Greenwood  and  Miss  Jennie 
Greenwood  leave  next  Monday  for  a  year's  trip  to 
Europe. 


"Over  the  Tea-Cups" 

"The  Autocrat"  in  his 
finest  flights  of  fancy  never 
conceived  of  such  exquisite 
adjuncts  to  the  fascinating 
"  Five-o'Clock  "  as  are  the 
modern  tea-tables.  There 
is  a  suggestion  of  the  charm 
of  one  pattern  in  this  pretty 
sketch.  *  See  the  little 
second  shelf  with  its  brass 
rail,  intended  just  to  hold 
the  cups  ?  That's  a  novelty. 
This  is  the  lime  for  teas  ; 
then  it  is  the  time  for  tea- 
tables  too. 

Carpets,  Rugs,  and  Mattings 


CALIFORNIA  FURNITURE  COMPANY, 


-133  Geary  Street. 


FOUND ! 


Lost  health  and  vigor — especially 
quick  relief  from  dyspepsta, 
and  all  stomach,  liver,  and  kidney 
complaints.  Others  have  done  so 
— why  not  you  t 

Most  accessible  health  resort  in 
America.  A  climate  fit  for  paradise 
and  splendid  hotel  comforts  lend 
their  helping  hand  to  the  powerful 
springs  and  baths. 

Write  for  descriptive  booklet. 


AT 


BYRON  HOT  SPRINGS 

Contra   Costa    Co.,  Cal. 

C.  K.  MASON,      -      -      -      -        MANAGER 


BALLENBERG'S  ORCHESTRA 

Furnishes  the  Latest  European  and  East- 
ern Dance  M/usic  for  all  kinds   of 
Social    Gatherings. 

THE      PIONEER      ORCHESTRA 

Established  here  for  a  Quarter  of  a  Century 
Address  N.    BALLENBERC, 

In  Care  of  Sherman,   Clay  &  Co. 

I  am  going  to  move 
On  November  15th. 

So  if  you  want  anything  in  my  line  after  that 
date,  please  call  on  me  at  238  Kearny  Street,  where 
I  shall  be  pleased  to  see  you. 


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HABERDASHER, 

333  Kearny  Street. 


Pommery  Sec. 

The  firm  of  Veuve  Pommery  Fils  &  Co.,  now  con- 
sists of  the  following  members  :  Louis  Pommery,  . 
Henry  Vasnier,  the  experienced  director,  and  the  I 
Comtess  de  Polignac.     It  is  owing  to  the  conscien-  | 
tious  efforts  of  the  management  to  produce  a  high-  . 
grade  champagne  of  uniform  quality,  regardless  of 
cost,  that  Pommery  Sec  occupies  the  elevated  posi- 
tion  it  now  holds  among  connoisseurs,  prominent  I 
among  whom  is  the  Prince  of  Wales. — Illustrated  j 
London  News. 


—  Rountbee's  English  chocolate  creams, 
etc.,  keep  fresh  a  year.  Greenbaum,  sole  agent, 
205  Sutter  Street. 

—  Cooper's  engravers  have  no  equal. 


CARMEL  COSMETIC  CO. 

(Incorporated.) 

Manufacturers  of  Mrs.  31.  J.  Butler's  Cele- 
brated TOILET  PREPARATIONS. 

131     POST    STREET,   -    ROOMS    20-21 

Manicuring,    Hair- Dressing,  Facial   Treat- 
ment. 

FALL  STYLES   IN   WOOLENS, 

THE  LATEST  AND  FINEST,  IN  ENDLESS 
VARIETY", 

H.    S.   BRIDGE    &    CO. 

623  MARKET  STKKET  (Upstair*), 

Opposite  the  Palace  Hotel. 


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November  19,  1894. 


THE        ARGONAUT. 


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SOCIETY. 


Notes  and  Gossip. 
The   engagement    is  announced   of   Miss    Julie 
Conner,    daughter   of    Mrs.  Julia  W.    Conner,  to 
Mr.  Robert  Howard  Bennett. 

Announcement  is  made  of  the  engagement  of 
Miss  Bertha  Welch,  daughter  of  Mrs.  Bertha  L. 
Welch,  to  Mr.  James  Russell,  receiving  teller  of 
the  Bank  of  British  Columbia, 

The  wedding  of  Miss  Marian  Poett  and  Mr.  J. 
H.  P.  Howard  will  take  place  at  noon  next  Wed- 
nesday at  the  residence  of  Mrs.  Henry  B.  Will- 
iams, grandmother  of  the  bride,  at  Burlingame. 
The  guests,  numbering  about  seventy  relatives  and 
friends,  will  take  the  10:40  o'clock  train  from  here 
and  be  conveyed  to  the  station  in  special  cars. 
Archbishop  Riordan  will  officiate.  Miss  Mabel 
Poett  will  be  the  maid  of  honor,  and  the  brides- 
maids will  be  Miss  Julia  Redington,  Miss  Sarah 
Redington,  and  Miss  Florence  Mills.  Mr.  Harry 
Poett  will  act  as  best  man,  and  the  ushers  will 
comprise  Mr.  Richard  Tobin,  Mr.  Harry  L. 
Simpkins,  Mr.  John  Lawson,  and  Mr.  Talbot 
Clifton. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Claus  Spreckels  will  give  a  dinner- 
party this  evening  at  their  residence  on  Howard 
Street  in  honor  of  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Hermann  Oelrichs. 
A  reception  will  be  given  by  Mr.  and  Mrs.  David 
Bixler  at  their  residence,  corner  of  Pierce  and 
Union  Streets,  on  Monday  evening,  November 
19th. 

The  Misses  Maud  and  Bessie  Younger  will 
give  a  luncheon  at  half- past  one  o'clock  this 
afternoon  at  the  home  of  their  parents,  Dr.  and 
Mrs.  William  J.  Younger,  1414  California  Street. 

Mrs.  William  H.  Mills  and  Miss  Delia  Mills  will 
give  a  tea  next  Saturday  afternoon  from  four  until 
seven  o'clock  at  their  residence.  1707  Octavia  Street. 
The  members  of  the  Concordia  Club  will  give 
their  first  ball  of  this  season  on  Saturday  evening, 
November  24th,  at  their  club-house  on  Van  Ness 
Avenue. 

The  Assembly  Club  will  give  its  first  reception  of 
this  season  at  Golden  Gate  Hall  next  Thursday 
evening. 

The  Calliopean  Club  will  give  its  first  ball  of  this 
season  to-night  at  Union  Square  Hall.  Ballen- 
berg's  Orchestra  will  play  for  the  dancing. 

An  entertainment  will  be  given  at  the  residence 
of  Mrs.  Louis  F.  Monteagle,  1830  Jackson  Street, 
on  Saturday  afternoon  and  evening,  December  8th, 
for  the  benefit  of  the  Pioneer  Kindergarten  Society. 
The  operetta  "Widows  Bewitched"  will  be  pre- 
sented in  the  evening  with  an  excellent  cast. 

An  interesting  entertainment  is  promised  on 
Tuesday  evening,  December  4th,  by  the  lady  man- 
agers of  the  Nathaniel  Gray  Free  Kindergarten 
connected  with  Dr.  Mackenzie's  church.  Lew 
Wallace's  great  work,  "Ben  Hur,"  is  to  be  illus- 
trated by  living  pictures,  recital,  and  reading. 
The  new  hall  of  the  Young  Men's  Christian 
Association  building  has  been  selected  as  the  place 
of  performance. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Hermann  Oelrichs  entertained  a 
number  of  friends  at  dinner  last  Thursday  evening 
at  their  home  on  Pine  Street.  Masses  of  yellow 
chrysanthemums  formed  the  decoration  of  the 
table.  Huber's  Hungarian  Orchestra  played  dur- 
ing the  service  of  the  dinner.  Their  guests  were  : 
Missjennie  Blair,  Miss  Lizzie  Carroll,  Miss  Eleanor 
Wood,  Miss  Celia  Tobin,  Miss  Ella  Goad,  Miss 
Maud  O'Connor,  Miss  Virginia  Fair,  Miss  Laura 
McKinstry,  Mr.  C.  A.  Baldwin,  Mr.  R.  M.  Tobin, 
Mr.  W.  S.  McMurtry,  Mr.  M.  S.  Latham,  Mr.  F. 
J.  Carolan,  Mr.  E.  M.  Greenway,  Mr.  A.  H.  Small, 
and  Mr.  J.  D.  Phelan. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Henry  J.  Crocker  gave  an  enjoy- 
able dinner-party  last  Thursday  evening  at  their 
residence,  and  entertained  Mr.  and  Mrs.  C.  A. 
Spreckels,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Russell  J.  Wilson,  Mr. 
and  Mrs.  Chauncey  R.  Winslow,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  J. 
B.  Crockett,  and  Mr.  and  Mrs.  H.  M.  A.  Miller. 

Mrs.  Hager  gave  a  concert-party  at  the  Audi- 
torium last  Saturday  evening,  occupying  two 
proscenium  boxes.  Supper  was  served  afterward 
at  her  residence.  Her  guests  were  Mrs.  J.  Downey 
Harvey,  Miss  Carrie  Taylor,  Miss  May  Hoffman, 
Miss  Daisy  Van  Ness,  Miss  Emelie  Hager,  Miss 
Alice  Hager,  Mr.  Augustus  Taylor,  Mr.  James 
Brett  Stokes,  Mr.  Addison  Mizner.  Mr.  Charles  K. 
Mcintosh,  Mr.  Frank  Van  Ness,  and  Mr.  W.  R. 
Heath. 

Mrs.  J.  Downey  Harvey  gave  an  enjoyable  lunch- 
party  last  Tuesday  at  her  residence,  2262  Franklin 
Street,  and  had  as  her  guests  Mrs.  Hager, 
Mrs.  Peter  Donahue,  Mrs.  E.  W.  McKinstry,  Mrs. 
A.  H.  Loughborough,  Mrs.  B.  B.  Cutter,  Mrs.  D. 
W.  Earl,  Mrs.  Eleanor  Martin,  Mrs  James  Car- 
olan, Mrs.  Henry  L.  Dodge,  Mrs.  Michael  Castle, 
Mrs,  William  J.  Younger,  Mrs.  Russell  J.  Wilson, 
Mrs.  F.  L.  H.  Noble,  and  Mrs.  M.  H.  Myrick. 

Mr.  and  Mrs,  Wakefield  Baker  and  a  number  of 
their  friends  took  a  bicycle  ride  out  to  the  Cliff 
House  last  Tuesday  evening,  and  upon  their  return 
the  party  enjoyed  a  supper  at  the  University  Club 
as  the  guests  of  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Baker.  Those  pres- 
ent were  :  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Hermann  Oelrichs,  Miss 
Virginia  Fair,  Miss  Bessie  Shreve,  Miss  Maud 
O'Connor,  Mr.  E.  M.  Greenway,  Mr.  C.  Osgood 
Hooker,  Mr.  Francis  J.  Carolan,  and  Mr.  James 
Brett  Stokes. 
A  box-party  was  given   at  the  Auditorium  last 


Saturday  evening  by  Mrs.  Henry  Gibbons,  whose 
guests  were  Miss  Ida  Gibbons,  Miss  Ethel  Cohen, 
Miss  Julia  Crocker,  Miss  Mary  Bell  Gwin,  Miss 
Emma  Butler,  Mr.  E.  M.  Greenway,  Mr.  William 
Lawlor,  Mr.  Morton  P.  Gibbons,  Mr.  S.  G.  Buck- 
bee,  Dr.  R.  Lorini,  and  Mr.  R.  M.  Duperu. 

Under  the  chaperonage  of  Mr.  and  Mrs.  George 
H.  Lent  a  bicycle  ride  through  Golden  Gate  Park 
was  enjoyed  by  moonlight  last  Tuesday  evening 
by  Miss  Daisy  Van  Ness.  Miss  Mary  Bell  Gwin 
Miss  Alice  Hager,  Miss  Mamie  Thomas,  Miss 
Cora  Smedberg,  Miss  Genevieve  Goad,  Miss  Claire 
Ralston,  Miss  Alice  Hoffman,  Mr.  Frank  Van 
Ness,  Mr.  Robert  Eyre,  Mr.  Addison  Mizner, 
Lieutenant  W.  R.  Smedberg,  Jr.,  U.  S.  A.,  Mr. 
Southard  Hoffman,  Jr.,  Mr.  John  Hoffman,  and 
Mr.  Gwin. 

Mrs.  Henry  Gibbons  gave  her  second  matinee 
tea  in  honor  of  her  daughter,  Miss  Ida  Gibbons, 
and  her  niece,  Miss  Ethel  Cohen,  last  Monday  at 
her  residence,  920  Polk  Street.  The  ladies  who  as- 
sisted in  receiving  were  Mrs.  Horace  Davis,  Mrs.  W. 
R.  Shafter,  Mrs.  Horace  Wilson,  Mrs.  Thomas 
Breeze,  Miss  Louisa  Breeze,  Miss  Mary  Breeze, 
Miss  Emma  Butler,  Miss  Clementina  Kip,  Miss 
Mary  Bell  Gwin,  Miss  Mamie  Burling,  Miss  Daisy 
Van  Ness,  Miss  Mamie  Thomas,  Miss  Delia  Mills, 
Miss  Julia  Crocker,  Miss  Gertrude  Church,  and 
Miss  Fanny  Grant. 

Mrs.  I.  Lowenberg  gave  a  matinee  tea  on  Friday 
from  three  until  five  o'clock  at  her  residence,  609 
Van  Ness  Avenue.  Her  guests  were  invited  to 
meet  Philomath  and  members  of  other  clubs. 
There  was  a  large  attendance,  and  all  who  called 
were  hospitably  entertained.  The  hostess  was  as- 
sisted in  receiving  by  Mrs.  Irving  M.  Scott,  Mrs. 
Henry  Gibbons,  Mrs.  Sarah  B.  Cooper,  Mrs.  W. 
R.  Parnell,  Mrs.  William  B.  Carr,  and  Mrs.  George 
T.  Gaden. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Paul  Jarboe  gave  their  second  post- 
nuptial reception  last  Wednesday  evening  at  their 
home,  2224  Washington  Street,  and  pleasantly  en- 
tertained quite  a  number  of  their  friends.  Mr.  and 
Mrs.  Joseph  S.  Tobin  assisted  them  in  receiving. 

Miss  Sara  Dean  gave  her  first  "  at  home,"  since 
her  return  from  the  East,  last  Tuesday  evening  at 
the  residence  of  her  father,  Mr.  Peter  Dean,  1415 
Jones  Street,  and  pleasantly  entertained  several  of 
her  friends. 

Miss  Laura  McKinstry  gave  a  small  tea  last 
Thursday  at  her  residence,  1237  O'Farrell  Street. 

Mr.  Allan  St.  J.  Bowie  gave  a  pleasant  musicale 
last  Thursday  evening  at  his  residence  on  Jackson 
Street. 

Miss  Mary  D.  Bates  gave  a  pleasant  mntinee  tea 
last  Saturday  at  the  residence  of  her  sister,  Mrs. 
Theodore  Smith,  on  Washington  Street,  and  en- 
tertained the  ladies  who  have  been  identified  with 
the  Fruit  and  Flower  Mission  since  its  organization. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  M.  H.  de  Young  gave  a  dinner  re- 
cently at  the  Hotel  Waldorf,  in  New  York  city,  in 
honor  of  Prince  and  Princess  Hatzfeldt.  The 
others  present  were  Mrs.  Clara  Catherwood,  Mrs. 
Yerkes,  and  Mr.  John  W.  Mackay. 

A  successful  and  enjoyable  entertainment  was 
given  by  the  Mizpah  Club  last  Saturday  evening  at 
the  residence  of  Mrs.  George  Straut,  2028  Scott 
Street. 


An  Artistic  Treat. 

If  there  is  one  place  in  San  Francisco  where  an 
hour  or  more  may  be  profitably  passed  amid  an 
atmosphere  of  art,  it  is  in  the  newly  arranged  art 
department  on  the  second  floor  of  the  establish- 
ment of  S.  &  G.  Gump,  113  and  115  Geary  Street. 
This  spacious  room  has  been  fitted  with  velvet  car- 
pets and  all  of  the  necessary  appointments  to  make 
it  what  may  be  well  termed  a  salon  of  art.  This 
special  apartment  is  devoted  exclusively  to  an  exhi- 
bition of  water-colors,  etchings,  and  steel  engrav- 
ings, of  which  there  are  hundreds,  and  they  are 
set  in  the  thoroughly  elegant  frames,  the  manufact- 
ure of  which  has  made  the  firm  of  Gump  &  Co. 
famous  on  this  coast.  The  latest  styles,  such  as  the 
Empire,  Colonial,  and  Rococo,  are  displayed  in  a 
multitude  of  combinations  that  at  once  appeal  to  all 
lovers  of  true  art.  The  standard  reputation  of  the  firm 
for  the  general  excellence  of  its  pictures  and  paint- 
ings is  evidenced  by  an  array  of  gems  of  art  whose 
equal  has  never  been  seen  here.  There  are  beau- 
tiful specimens  from  the  days  of  mythology  to  the 
present  time,  all  attractive  and  artistic,  the  work 
of  the  best  recognized  artists  the  world  has  known. 
Visitors  are  cordially  invited  to  inspect  the  exhibition, 
which  is  open  daily.  One  specialty  of  this  depart- 
ment is  the  unique  arrangement  of  unframed  pictures 
that  are  contained  in  handsome  cabinets  of  oak  set 
against  the  wall,  where  they  can  be  viewed  to  great 
advantage.  Any  particular  subject  desired  can  be 
framed  at  very  short  notice  in  style  that  may  suit 
the  fancy  of  the  purchaser.  Messrs.  S.  and  G. 
Gump  have  the  most  complete  factory  on  the  coast 
for  the  manufacture  of  picture-frames,  and  as  their 
designs  are  those  that  no  one  else  possess,  it  is  at 
once  evident  that  any  one  desiring  frames  that  are 
both  unique  and  beautiful,  should  not  fail  to  call 
and  inspect  their  great  variety  of  styles. 


—  Owing  to  change  in  tariff,  we  have 
reduced  the  prices  of  all  Mousquetaire  Gloves,  the 
quality  remaining  the  same.  All  our  gloves  are 
branded  with  trade-mark.  They  are  sold  in  S.  F. 
only  at  7  Kearny  Street.      P.  Centemeri  &  Co. 


—  Spectacles  and  eve-glasses  accurately 
fitted  at  reasonable  prices.  Henry  Kahn  &  Co., 
opticians,  642  Market  Street,  Chronicle  Building. 


—  Gentlemen's  full-dress  shirts  made  to 
order.    J.  W.  Carmany,  25  Kearny  Street. 


DCCLXXXII.— Bill  of  Fare  for  Six  Persons,  Sun- 
day, November  18,  1894. 
Cream  of  Asparagus  Soup. 
Baked  Shad.     Mashed  Potatoes. 

Smothered  Quail. 

Oyster  Plant.     Brussels  Sprouts. 

Roast  Beef. 

Bean  Salad. 

Mince  Pie. 

Coffee. 

Bean  Salad. — Cut  into  pieces  about  an  inch  long  one 

quart  of  cold  boiled  string-beans,  and  an   onion  cut  in 

very  thin  slices ;    add   two  dessertspoonfuls  of    chipped 

parsley,   four   tablespoonfuls   of  oil,   one  and  a  half  of 

vinegar,  and  salt  and  pepper.     Mix  all  well  together. 

You  can  make  a  salad  of  white  beans  also,  only  cut  the 
onion  in  very  small  cubes.  White  and  green  beans  also 
make  a  pretty  salad. 


—  Cooper's  engravers  have  no  equal. 


Army  and  Navy  News. 

The  latest  personal  notes  relative  to  army  and 
navy  people  at  the  various  posts  around  San  Fran- 
cisco are  appended : 

Lieutenant-Colonel  Marcus  P.  Miller,  First  Artillery, 
U.  S.  A.,  has  been  appointed  to  duty  at  Fort  Hamilton, 
N.  Y. 

Mrs.  Charles  Grenville  Starr,  wife  of  Lieutenant  Starr. 
First  Infantry,  U.  S.  A.,  has  given  a  number  of  enjoyable 
dinner-parties  recently  at  Angel  Island.  Among  her 
guests  have  been  Miss  Miles,  Miss  Marjorie  Young,  Miss 
Eagar,  Miss  Madden,  Miss  Stokes,  Miss  Julia  Tomp- 
kins, Lieutenant  L.  F.  Kilbourne,  U.  S.  A.,  Lieutenant 
Charles  L.  Bent.  U.  S.  A.,  Lieutenant  Dana  W.  Kil- 
burn,  U.  S.  A.,  Lieutenant  W.  M.  Crofton,  U.  S.  A., 
and  Lieutenant  F.  A.  Wilcox,  U.  S.  A. 


—Opera  glasses—latest  Parisian  styles  in 
aluminum,  with  or  without  handles,  at  very  moder- 
ate prices.  Henry  Kahn  &  Co.,  Opticians,  642 
Market  Street,  Chronicle  Building. 


—  Cooper's  engravers  have  no  equal. 


The  proceeds  from  the  fair  recently  held  at  the 
home  of  Mrs.  S.  H.  Collins,  2512  Sacramento  Street, 
for  the  benefit  of  the  Nursery  for  Homeless  Chil- 
dren, amounted  to  three  hundred  dollars. 


Pure  and  Sure. 


The  best 
that  money  can  buy. 

Cleveland  Baking  Powder  Co.,  New  York. 
Dr.  C.  N.  Hoagland,  President. 


Attention,  Connoisseurs 


Exported  to  Bermuda,  thence 
to  Bremen,  thence  to  Hamburg, 
and    then    by    ship    Orpheus,    five 


1881 

W  HI  Oil  I  years  ago,  to  this  port,  laying  in 

bonded  warehouse.  Here  is  an 
Hf  „  IMPflnTrll  opportunity  for  connoisseurs  to 
IH.""! Illl  till  I  LU.  buy  one  barrel  or  more  direct  from 
bonded  warehouse.  Orders  will  be  given  on  warehouse. 
After  thirteen  years,  the  natural  evaporation  being  great, 
the  barrels  now  contain  from  25  to  27  gallons  of  PURE 
WHISKY,  originally  45  to  47  gallons.  Will  sell  at 
$5.50  per  gallon,  re-gauged.  Send  your  orders  for 
same  to  MAC,  SADLEK  &  CO., 

49  Beale  Street,  S.  F. 


Burlingame  Cottages 
To  Let. 


Two  new  and  entirely  modern  13  -room 
•cottages,  with  stables,  situated  at  Burlin- 
fraine  Park,  only  five  minutes'  walk  from 
the  new  Burlingame  Station,  San  Mateo 
County,  forty  minutes  from  the  city.  The 
remaining  three  cottages  are  leased  for  a 
long  period.  These  Ave  cottages  are  in  tho 
centre  of  14  acres  of  flowers,  shrubbery, 
and  beautiful  lawns,  all  of  which  are  kept 
up  without  expense  to  tenants. 

For  particulars  apply  to 

BALDWIN  &  HAMMOND, 

10  MONTGOMERY  ST. 


In  Curing 

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Disfiguring 

Skin    Diseases 

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Works  Wonders 


Sold  throughout  the  world.  Price.  Cnin-  r:  a  , 
50c;  Soap,2.>c.;Resolvkn  r.Sl.  Totter  Imllg 
and  (Jhem.  Corp.,  Sole  Proprietors,  Boston. 

J%£*  "  How  to  Cure  Every  Skin  llieeaae,"  free. 


THE 

CALIFORNIA 

HOTEL 

Absolutely 
Fireproof. 


This  new  and  luxuriously  furnished  hotel  combines 
the  attractions  of  hotel  life  with  all  the  comforts  of 
a  home.  Its  convenience  to  all  places  of  amuse- 
ment and  the  business  centers  is  an  advantage.  It' 
is  surrounded  by  newly  and  smoothly  paved  streets 
and  guests  are  not  aroused  nor  disturbed  by  pass- 
ing vehicles  nor  clanging  street-car  bells.  "The 
California"  offers  to  the  man  of  family  a  quiet 
home  at  a  moderate  cost.  Transient  or  permanent 
guests  find  it  an  attractive  stopping  place.  The 
new  American  plan  dining-room  is  on  the  top  floor. 
The  Cafe  and  Banquet  Hall  is  on  the  first  floor. 
R.  H.  WAR  FIELD, 

Proprietor 


THE  HOTEL  RICHELIEU 

N.  E.  Cor.  Van  Ness  and  Myrtle  Avenues. 


The    Principal    and    Finest 

Family    Hotel  of  San  Francisco. 
Special    Pride    Taken    in    the 

Excellence    of  the    Cuisine. 
Elegantly    Furnished    Booms 

Single    and    Fn    Suite. 
Permanent   Guests   "Will    be 

Given   Special    Kates. 
Elevator  Buns  Day  and  Night. 

HOTEL  RICHELIEU  CO. 


HOTEL  PLEASANTON 

N.  W.  corner  Sutter  and  Jones  Streets. 

Centrally  located  and 
adjacent  to  all  of  the 
principal  cable  -  car 
lines.  A  fashionable 
family  hotel,  having 
all  of  the  latest  mod- 
ern improvements. 
Sunny  and  elegantly- 
furnished  rooms,  en 
suite,  with  baths,  or 
single.  Cuisine  un- 
surpassed. Sanitary 
plumbing.  Passenger 
elevator.  Billiard 
Parlor.     Barber  shop. 

Q.  M.  BRENNAX,   Proprietor. 

Uuexcelled  iu  Appointments. 
Unsurpassed  in  Cuisine. 

THE    PALACE    HOTEL 


GUESTS  ENTERTAINED  ON  EITHER 
THE  AMERICAN  OR  EUROPEAN 


THE    GRILL    ROOM 

A  UNIQUE  INNOVATION. 

Is  the  Most   Elegant    Dining    Apartment  for 
Men  in  San   Francisco. 

Rates  Modejratk. 


-:-    THE    COLONIAL    -:- 

PINE     AND     JONES     STS. 

New,,    Elegantly    furnished    Family    Hotel. 

STRICTLY    FIRST-CLASS. 

Central  to  all  lines  of  cars. 


Clearance  Sale   of   Books 

At  Greatly  Reduced  Prices.     Beginning  Monday,  November  10th. 

DODGE   BOOK   AND    STATIONERY   CO. 

SUCCESSORS    TO     C.     BEACH, 
107    MONTGOMERY    ST.,    Opp.  Occidental 


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THE        ARGONAUT. 


November  ig,  1894. 


TAKE     THE 

"Sunset 
Limited" 

THE  NEW  TRANSCONTINENTAL  FLYER 

—  OF  THE  — 

Southern  Pacific  Company 

—  COMMENCING  — 

Thursday,   |\|OV.      |        |  8  94 


Running    every     Thursday     until 
further  notice, 

—  BETWEEN  — 


AND 


San  Francisco 
New  Orleans 


79 

HOURS 


OVER  THE  POPC1AK 


Sunset  Route 

The  favorite  Koute  of  America  for 
"Winter  Travel. 

A  SUPERBLY  EQUIPPED 

Solid  Vestibuled  Train 


-CONSISTING   OF- 


Pullman  Palace  Double    Drawing-Room   Sleeping- Cars, 

Dining  -  Cars,   and    Composite  -  Cars,    with    Buffet, 

Smokiog-Room,  Bath-Room,  and  Barber  Shop, 

BRILLIANTLY    LIGHTED    BY    PINTSCH    GAS. 


NO   EXTRA   CHARGE, 

All   first-class   tickets,    local   and   through,   honored   for 
passage.     Sleeping-Car  Berths  at  Regular*  Rates. 


Dining-Car  Service   Best  Obtainable. 

Meals  a  la  Carte. 


Immediate  connections  at   New  Orleans  with  trains  for 
Chicago,  St.  Louis,  Cincinnati,  Louis- 
ville, and  Memphis ; 

also,  with  LIMITED  TRAINS  of  the 

PIEDMONT  AIR  LINE 


Atlanta,  Charlotte,  Danville,  Washington,  Philadelphia, 

New    York,    Boston,    and    other 

Eastern  points. 


THROUGH  SCHEDULE: 

Leave  San  Francisco,  10.30  A.  M.,  Thursday 
"       Los  Angeles,        4.00      *'         Friday 

ArriveEl  Paso,        -        5.30      "         Saturday 
"        New  Orleans,      7.40  P.M.,    Sunday 
"        New  York,      -      1.25      **         Tuesday 

Through  Time  to  New  York  City  119  Hours 

Passengers  from  Los  Angeles  will  take  berths  in 
Special  Sleeping-Car  Thursday  Evening. 


For  further  information,  inquire  of  any  agent  of 

The     Southern    Pacific     Company 

RICH'D  GRAY,  T.  H.  GOODMAN, 

Gen.  Traffic  Manager. Gen.  Passenger  Agent. 


ECLIPSE   BICYCLES 

STKICTLT     HIGH     GRADE. 


HOOKER  &  CO., in z& a^ffJcV*- 
BANK    FITTINGS 

'J Iflce  :unl  School 

FURNITURE. 

Church  and  Opera  Chairs. 

C.  F.  WEBER  &  CO. 

nod    Stockton    Strict*,    Mitn    PranoIlOO. 


THE    ALLEGED    HUMORISTS. 


Flora— "I  don't  always  do  unto  others  as  I'd 
have  others  do  unto  me."  Clara — "  Of  course 
not.  It  isn't  a  girl's  place  to  propose  to  a  man." — 
Life. 

Mistress — "Goodness,  Bridget,  to  whom  are 
you  writing  in  those  immense  letters  ?  "  Bridget — 
"To  me  sister,  mum;  she's  deaf  an'  dumb." — 
Bazar. 

Slimpurse  (airily) — "Aw,  roe  good  man,  is  it 
customary  to  tip  waitahs  heah  ?  "  Head-waiter 
(condescendingly) — "Not  unless  you  are  richer 
than  the  waiter,  sir." — New  York  Weekly. 

Laurence — "  Mr.  Glanville  must  be  reconciled  to 
you  ;  I  don't  see  his  vicious  bull-dog  around  his 
place  any  more."  Allan — "  No  ;  1  bet  a  police- 
man ten  dollars  the  dog  wasn't  mad." — Truth. 

Hotel  clerk — "We  can  give  you  all  the  home 
comforts  here."  Uncle  Airier  (from  Squeehawket) 
— "Mister,  I  want  more'n  that,  when  I  come  to  a 
city  hotel.  I  kin  git  home  comforts  to  hum." — 
Bazar. 

"  What  was  the  first  money  you  ever  earned, 
Hicks  ?"  "  Money  I  didn't  get,"  said  Hicks  ;  "  my 
mother  cut  off  ray  curls  when  I  was  a  small  boy 
and  wore  'em  herself.  I  must  have  saved  her  thirty 
or  forty  dollars." — Bazar. 

"  No,  George,"  she  said,  "  1  can  never  be  yours." 
"Then  I  am  rejected?"  he  moaned.  "No, 
dearest,  not  that  ;  but  I  am  a  woman's  suffragist 
and  can  not  be  any  man's.  You,  however,  may  be 
mine  if  you  will." — Bazar. 

Jack — "Are  the  new  five-dollar  silver-certificates 
out?"  George — "I  haven't  noticed  any."  Jack — 
"  Oh,  well,  it  doesn't  matter  much.  One  of  the 
old  ones  will  do,  if  you  can  let  me  have  it  for  a  few 
days." — New  York  Weekly. 

Missionary  (out  West) — "Did  you  ever  forgive 
an  enemy?"  Bad  ma?i — "  Wunst."  Missionary 
— "I  am  glad  to  hear  that.  What  moved  your 
inner  soul  to  prefer  peace  to  strife  ?  "  Bad  man — 
"  I  didn't  have  no  gun." — New  York  Weekly. 

McManus — "Good  mornin",  sor.  Can  me  an' 
Clinchy  go  up  on  yure  roof  an'  see  th'  Orangemin's 
percission  go  by  ?"  Slattery — "  Phy  don't  yez  go  t' 
th'  place  phere  yez  buys  yure  drinks  ?  "  McManus 
— "  Sure  yure  chimney  has  double  th'  bricks  in  it, 
sor." — Life. 

"  How  do  you  pronounce  this  word,  g-o-l-f,  Mr. 
Hicks?"  "I  don't  really  know.  Miss  Wilkins. 
Some  people  call  it  Golf,  to  rhyme  with  Dolph  ; 
some  Guff,  to  rhyme  with  stuff;  and  a  Boston  girl 
I  know  called  it  Goff  in  a  little  verse  she  wrote,  to 
rhyme  with  laugh." — Bazar. 

Mother  (near-sighted) — "  See  that  disgracefully 
intoxicated  brute  across  the  street  !  Where  can 
the  police  be  ?  "  Daughter  (weeping) — "  Oh,  ma, 
it's  Brother  Bob!"  Mother  (swooning) — "Then 
the  saloon-keepers  have  been  drugging  that  poor 
child  again  !  " — Leslie's  Weekly. 

"Suppose,  Bobbie,  that  another  boy  should 
strike  your  right  cheek,"  asked  the  Sunday-school 
teacher,  "what  would  you  do?"  "  Give  him  the 
other  cheek  to  strike,"  said  Bobbie.  "  That's  right," 
said  the  teacher.  "  Yessuni,"  said  Bobbie,  "  and  if 
he  struck  that,  I'd  paralyze  him." — Bazar. 

The  strong  man  sobbed.  "Though  you  spurn 
me,"  he  faltered,  "  I  am  not  disheartened.  'Tis 
darkest  just  before  the  dawn."  She  flung  open  the 
shutters  and  gazed  forth,  "  I  believe  you're  right," 
she  murmured  ;  "  I  never  noticed  particularly  be- 
fore." Even  then  he  seemed  not  to  realize  that  the 
night  had  worn  on  apace. — Puck. 

The  missionary  contemplated  the  savage  with 
tender  regret.  "And  will  you  not,"  he  gently 
asked,  "make  one  more  effort  to  raise  yourself 
from  barbarism  ?  "  The  child  of  the  forest  stood 
with  bowed  head.  "  Yes,"  he  faltered  ;  "  if  there 
is  any  way  to  keep  them  from  bagging  at  the 
knees  I  am  ready  to  try  again." — Puck. 

His  clothes  were  much  the  worse  for  wear,  and 
he  had  a  hungry  (and  especially  thirsty)  look  in  his 
eye  as  he  approached  a  gentleman  who  was  on  the 
point  of  entering  his  club-house.  "  Excuse  me, 
sir,"  he  said,  "  but  could  you  help  me  to  get  some- 
thing to  eat  ?  I  haven't  had  anything  for  three 
days."  "  Do  you  live  in  New  York?"  "Yes,  sir. 
I  have  lived  here  all  my  life."  "  Ah,  poor  man  ! 
1  don't  see  how  I  can  help  you,  then.  If  you  had 
been  a  non-resident,  I  could  have  asked  you  to 
dine  with,  me  at  the  club." — Life. 


The  first  gray  hair  should  be  a  warning  that  the 
scalp  needs  the  strengthening  applications  of  Ayer's 
Hair  Vigor.     Don't  delay. 


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TABLE     OF    CONTENTS. 


Editorial:  The  Provincialism  of  Great  Cities — London's  Present  Three 
Wonders— The  Manhattan  Form  of  Paresis— How  the  Press  of  New 
York  "Explains"  the  Recent  Political  Landslide— A  Miracle  Boom 
in  Canada — The  Shrine  of  Ste.  Anne  de  Beaupre  Unaffected  by  the  . 
Financial  Depression — Beggary  Brought  to  the  Level  of  an  Art — The 
Priestly  Eye  to  the  Main  Chance — Money-Getting  under  False  Pre- 
tenses—The Miners'  Convention — The  Recent  Revival  of  Gold-Mining 
in  this  State  —  Renewed  Activity  in  Mining  —  Its  Effect  on 
the  Prosperity  of  the  State— Woman  at  her  Mental  and  Physical 
Best — An  Attempt  to  Locate  that  Age — Women  Think  It  is  in  the 
Fourth  Decade — When  Woman  Influences  Man  Most 1-3 

Beyond  Recall:  What  the  Wedding-March  from  "  Lohengrin"  Meant 
for  One  Man.     By  J.  Percival  Pollard 4 

Old  Favorites:  "  High  Tide  at  Gettysburg."  by  Will  H.  Thompson 4 

The  New  York  Horse  Show:  Our  Correspondent  Reviews  its  Feat- 
ures and  Events — Enormous  Crowds  at  the  Madison  Square  Garden — 
Premiums  Bid  for  Boxes — George  Gould  Bought  First  Choice — Twelve 
Hundred  Horses  on  Show  —  The  Display  of  Humans — Belles  and 
Beaux  in  the  Boxes — Flowers  and  Bonbons — Many  Supper-Parties 4 

Edwin  Booth:  A  Monograph  on  the  Great  Tragedian  by  his  Daughter, 
Mrs.  Grossmann — The  Private  Life  of  a  Genius  Shown  in  his  Letters 
to  his  Friends 5 

Lady  Margaret's  Ankles  :  Our  Correspondent  writes  of  the  Skirt- 
Dancing  Fad  at  English  Country-House  Parties — A  Peer's  Daughter 
as  a  High  Kicker — What  the  Men  and  Women  Think  of  It — Lady 
Frederick  Brace's  Crusade  against  the  Fair  Dancers — Why  the 
Mothers  Let  Their  Girls  Dance — "Cockaigne's"  Experience  in  a 
Country-House 6  I 

Editorial  Notes 6  1 

individualities  :  Notes  About  Prominent  People  all  Over  the  World 7  I 

Literary  Notes:  Personal  and  Miscellaneous  Gossip — New  Publica- 
tions— Novels  New  and  Old 7-8-9 

Drama  :  "  The  New  Boy" — Stage  Gossip 10 

Vanity  Fair  :  Mme.  Casimir-Perier's  Attempt  to  Lead  Parisian  Fashion 
— Why  She  Fails — The  Decadence  of  Queens  as  Fashionable  Leaders 
— James  Payn's  Comments  on  Embassador  Bayard's  Laudation  of 
English  Customs — The  Bicycling  Craze  among  the  Fashionables  of 
London — A  Chicago  Young  Woman's  Novel  Occupation — The  Latest 
in  Dress  Reform  for  Women— The  Corset  in  French  Legislation — 
Plumpers  for  Bicyclists'  Calves 12 

Storyettes:  Grave  and  Gay,  Epigrammatic  and  Otherwise  —  A  Ken- 
tucky Hunting-Outfit — A  "Mot"  on  Talleyrand's  Conservatism — An 
Oyster-Fed  Army — The  "Long-Nosed  Englishman" — Burton's  Sar- 
casm— A  Pollard- Breckinridge  Case  in  North  Carolina — General 
Leach's  Practical  Joke  on  his  Colleague — How  a  Colonel  Got  a  Goose 
— Genera]  Jackson  on  Offensive  Partisanship — No  Incompatibility — 
Dr.  Parr's  Judgment  on  Edmund  Burke's  Speech — An  Amended 
Prayer 13 

Society  :  Movements  and  Whereabouts — Notes  and  Gossip — Army  and 
Navy  News I4-IS 

The  Alleged  Humorists:  Paragraphs  Ground  out  by  the  Dismal  Wits 
of  the  Day t6 


There  is  no  taunt  which  the  denizens  of  large  cities  are 
more  fond  of  hurling  at  the  pigmies  of  smaller  cities  than 
that  of  "  provincialism,"  and  there  is  none  which  seems  to 
sting  so  deeply.  Yet  the  provincialism  of  large  cities  is 
frequently  narrower,  pettier,  and  more  ludicrous  than  that 
of  any  cross-roads  town.  In  London,  for  example,  that 
vast  human  hive  within  whose  borders  nearly  five  millions  of 
people  live,  the  three  topics  which  recently  have  thrilled  that 
microcosm  to  its  core  are  these  : 

I.  The  county  council  has  refused  to  allow  light  ladies  to 
frequent  the  Empire  Music-Hall  ; 

II.  The  eleven-foot  boa  at  the  Zoo  has  swallowed  the 
nine-foot  boa  \ 

III.  The  female  cormorant  at  St.  James's  Park  has  laid 
an  egg. 

In  the  West,  twelve  millions  of  men  have  cast  the  ballots 
which  will  bring  about  a  peaceful  commercial  revolution  in 
the  United  States  ;  in  the  East,  two  ancient  empires  with 
modern  tools  of  war  are  fiercely  grappling  at  each  other's 
throats  ;  not  two  days'  ride  from  London,  a  sovereign  with 


absolute  control  over  one  hundred  and  twenty  millions  of 
lives  passes  away,  and  his  sceptre  falls  into  the  weak  hands 
of  a  boy,  upon  whose  decision  it  may  depend  whether 
Europe  shall  have  peace  or  war.  Yet  while  revolutions  are 
on  foot,  and  empires  are  toppling,  the  unprovincial  press  of 
the  Village  of  Charing  Cross  prattles  by  the  yard  about  the 
deglutition  of  a  boa  by  a  boa,  and  gives  columns  to  the  fact 
that  the  female  cormorant  in  St.  James's  Park  has  laid  an 
egg! 

So,  too,  with  that  other  large  city — the  metropolis  of  New 
York — the  city  which  claims  to  be  the  largest  and  most  pop- 
ulous in  the  United  States,  and  is  now  in  an  uneasy  tremor 
lest  Chicago  should  surpass  her  in  population  as  she  has 
already  surpassed  her  in  area.  New  York  is  so  swollen 
with  population,  poor  as  much  of  it  is,  that  she  looks  with 
the  utmost  condescension  upon  the  rest  of  the  country,  and 
pats  Chicago,  St.  Louis,  Philadelphia,  and  San  Francisco 
upon  the  head,  and  tells  us  all  that  we  are  "  well-meaning  but 
provincial." .  If  there  can  be  any  provincialism  narrower 
than  that  of  the  average  New-  Yorker  who  has  never  been 
any  further  east  than  Coney  Island,  or  further  west  than 
Weehawken,  we  should  like  to  know  what  it  is.  But  this 
colossal,  civic  self-conceit,  which  used  to  be  merely  amusing, 
has  reached  a  point  where  it  would  seem  to  indicate  that  the 
New  York  brain  is  giving  way — that  the  city  is  becoming 
affected  with  a  sort  of  municipal  paresis,  so  to  speak. 

We  are  led  to  these  reflections  by  the  extraordinary  re- 
marks of  the  New  York  press  on  the  late  election.  To  read 
them,  one  would  imagine  that  this  country  was  principally 
included  in  the  territory  lying  between  the  Harlem  River  and 
the  Battery,  and  that  the  remaining  3,602,980  square  miles 
were  in  one  of  the  moons  of  Mars.  The  New  York  editors 
know  that  there  has  been  an  election  ;  they  know  that  it  has 
gone  Republican  ;  they  know  that  the  Democratic  party  has 
been  buried  beneath  an  avalanche  ;  and  then,  knowing  this, 
they  attempt  to  explain  it  by  causes  as  purely  local  as  Madi- 
son Square,  by  men  as  purely  local  as  "  Dry  Dollar  Sullivan," 
and  by  occurrences  as  purely  local  as  "  the  split  in  Tam- 
many caused  by  Maurice  Tekulsky  hitting  Patsy  Diwer  in 
the  eye." 

Let  us  admit  all  these  things,  to  humor  the  New  York 
press.  Let  us  admit  that  not  only  the  centre  of  the  United 
States,  but  the  centre  of  the  universe,  is  Madison  Square. 
Let  us  admit  that  the  Tammany  heeler,  "Dry  Dollar 
Sullivan,"  is  a  national  character,  and  known  all  over  this 
vast  country  instead  of  merely  in  "  The  Tenderloin."  Let 
us  admit  that  the  quarrel  between  Maurice  Tekulsky,  the 
Tammany  politician,  and  Patsy  Diwer,  the  Tammany  police 
judge,  when  the  latter  was  knocked  out  in  the  former's 
saloon,  caused  intense  excitement  even  in  the  remote 
county  of  Alpine,  California,  whence  we  have  not  even  yet 
received  the  election  returns.  But  what  then  ?  Suppose 
we  do  admit  these  things,  and  thereby  also  admit  the  great- 
ness, the  overpowering  grandeur,  and  the  political  prepon- 
derance of  New  York  city?  Great  as  is  Madison  Square, 
many  millions  of  voters  have  never  trodden  upon  its  sacred 
stones,  and  gazed  upon  the  hairy  teeth  of  the  gray-clad  spar- 
row-cop, Afficer  O'Flannagan,  as  he  gracefully  leans  against  a 
hydrant  and  mashes  passing  nurse-maids.  The  famous  names 
of  Patsy  Diwer  and  "Dry  Dollar  Sullivan"  are  known, 
it  is  true,  in  Alpine  County,  California,  but  it  is  only  among 
the  persons  of  more  advanced  thought,  such  as  the  editor 
of  the  local  paper,  the  political  boss,  and  the  "  bar-keep." 
Those  names  would  fall  dully  upon  the  ears  of  many  of 
the  voters  of  Alpine  County,  California.  It  is  even  possible, 
shameful  as  it  may  seem,  that  many  of  them  have  never 
read  of  the  Lexow  Committee,  and  never  heard  of  Mr. 
Godkin  of  the  New  York  Post. 

Yet  the  unprovincial  press  of  New  York,  in  its  "explana- 
tions" of  the  recent  Democratic  disaster,  assumes  that  New 
York  and  its  petty  political  quarrels  are  familiar  as  house- 
hold words  in  the  mouths  of  the  12,089,959  voters  in 
the  United  States.  The  New  York  press,  with  a  gravity 
as  owlish  as  it  is  ludicrous,  "explains"  the  ocean-to-ocean 
sweep  of  the  sixth  of  November  by  ascribing  it  to  the 
bickerings   of  its   own   burg.     The  Post  and  the  Nation — 


those  twin  sisters  of  Mugwump  Democracy — say  that  the 
election  "teaches  that  every  politician  who  like  Hill  relies 
solely  on  base  acts  comes  to  grief,"  and  that  "an  end  must 
be  put  to  the  disgrace  of  the  government  of  a  great  city  by 
criminals."  Harper's  Weekly  thinks  that  "  the  corrupt  prac- 
tices of  local  Democratic  organizations  like  Tammany 
Hall  disgusted  the  best  elements  of  the  Democratic 
party,  and  drove  away  from  them  the  large  force  of 
independents  who  gave  them  victory  and  power."  Puck, 
which  is  usually  keen-witted,  seems  in  this  matter  to 
be  hopelessly  befogged,  as  this  would  indicate  :  "  Noth- 
ing short  of  a  series  of  moral  earthquakes,  such  as 
New  York  has  lately  suffered,  would  have  aroused  the 
people."  Even  Frank  Leslie's  Weekly,  a  Republican  jour- 
nal, is  affected  by  this  Manhattan  myopia,  and  thus  ram- 
bles :  "  Back  of  all  questions  of  tariff  and  taxes,  of  finance 
and  constitutional  modifications,  was  the  greater  question  of 
the  overthrow  of  the  vicious  and  dangerous  forces  in- 
trenched in  our  public  life.  Senator  Hill  is  the  embodi- 
ment and  representative  of  all  these  forces.  .  .  .  Tammany 
stands  for  everything  that  is  despicable  in  politics  and 
morals."  These  are  but  types  of  the  "  explanations  "  made 
by  almost  the  entire  Democratic  press  of  New  York  city. 

It  is  most  amazing  to  read  these  solemn  utterances,  evi- 
dently written  in  the  best  of  faith.  These  New  York  jour- 
nals seem  to  be  blind  to  the  fact  that  an  election  was  held  in 
other  States  as  well  as  in  their  own.  They  do  not  seem  to 
see  that  the  New  York  Democracy,  city  and  State,  went 
down  before  the  Republican  avalanche.  Had  it  not  been 
for  this  great  rising  of  the  people,  H  ill  would  have 
been  elected  governor  of  New  York  State  and  Grant 
elected  mayor  of  New-  York  city.  To  ascribe  the  de- 
feat of  these  men,  both  previously  successful,  to  local 
uprisings,  is  only  another  evidence  of  that  curious 
New  York  provincialism  of  which  we  speak.  The  press 
and  people  of  New  York  city  seem  to  see  nothing 
beyond  the  Hudson  River.  Yet  New  Jersey,  which  was 
15,000  Democratic,  is  now  45,000  Republican.  Connecti- 
cut, which  was  5,000  Democratic,  is  now  10,000  Republican. 
Indiana,  which  was  6,000  Democratic,  is  now  50,000  Re- 
publican. Illinois,  which  was  27,000  Democratic,  is  now 
90,000  Republican.  Wisconsin,  which  was  6,000  Demo- 
cratic, is  now  40,000  Republican.  West  Virginia,  which 
was  4,000  Democratic,  is  now  5,000  Republican.  Missouri, 
which  was  30,000  Democratic,  is  now  5,000  Republican. 
Ohio,  which  gave  1,072  plurality  for  Harrison,  is  now  140,- 
000  Republican.  Pennsylvania,  which  was  6o,ooo,  is  now 
250,000  Republican.  New  York,  which  was  45,000  Demo- 
cratic, is  now  150,000  Republican.  Altogether,  in  these 
States  mentioned,  Democratic  majorities  aggregating  about 
90,000  votes  two  years  ago  have  been  turned  into  Republi- 
can majorities  aggregating  about  800,000,  or  more  than 
three-fourths  of  a  million  of  votes,  and  in  twenty-eight 
Northern  States  a  Democratic  majority  has  been  turned 
into  a  Republican  majority  of  one  and  a  half  millions 
of  votes.  Yet  this  vast  revulsion  of  feeling  the  New 
York  press  attributes  to  "local  causes,"  and  seems  to 
think  that  its  own  "  local  causes,"  its  Hill,  its  Tam- 
many, its  Parkhurst,  its  "  Committee  of  Seventy,"  its 
resolutions,  its  "  citizens*  meetings,"  and  its  Lexow  Com- 
mittee brought  about  this  national  uprising.  This  same 
obtuse  city  has  been  struggling  for  years  to  accomplish 
what  has  just  come  to  pass,  to  wit,  the  overthrow  of 
Tammany,  and  it  has  been  struggling  unsuccessfully.  It 
has  been  reserved  for  a  Republican  year,  for  the  Republican 
party,  and  for  a  Republican  tidal  wave  to  sweep  from  power 
the  knaves  and  criminals  under  whose  domination  New 
York  has  so  long  groaned.  Yet  now  that  it  is  accom- 
plished, New  York  cocks  her  cap  with  her  usual  metro- 
politan jauntiness,  takes  the  credit  to  herself,  and  also  takes 
to  herself  the  credit  of  having  brought  about  the  national 
Republican  victory  by  her  own  squalid  quarrels. 

This  is  too  much.     Great  is  New   York.     Great   will  be 
Greater  New  York.     But  great  as  is  New  York,  the  United 
States  are  greater.     That  city  is  no  more  than   was 
upon  the  chariot-wheel  of  Hercules.     And  great  a^ 


THE        ARGONAUT. 


November  26,  1894. 


York  press  believes  itself  to  be,  it  is,  in  this  vast  country,  no 
more  than  one  of  the  parasitica  upon  the  fly  upon  the  wheel 
of  the  car  of  State. 


There  is  a  miracle  boom  at  the  shrine  of  Ste.  Anne  de 
Beaupre,  in  Canada.  The  miracle  business  is  one  of  the 
few  businesses  which  have  not  been  affected  by  the  prevail- 
ing depression  in  trade.  Though  merchants  fail  and  retailers 
deplore  a  falling  off  in  customers,  the  church  and  its  oper- 
ators contmue  to  reap  a  never-failing  harvest  out  of  the  cre- 
dulity of  believers.  These  exploiters  of  the  modern  depots 
of  miracles  have  brought  beggar)-  to  a  degree  of  perfection 
which  the  Paris  beggars  of  the  ancient  "Cour  des  Miracles  " 
never  attained. 

All  along  the  short  walk  leading  from  the  station  at  Ste. 
Anne's  to  the  church,  all  forms  of  suffering  humanity  are 
exhibited  in  the  act  of  seeking  alms.  Cripples,  the  blind, 
the  deaf,  the  dumb,  the  lame,  the  twisted,  and  the  mis- 
shapen, all  stretch  forth  a  hand  to  the  visitors  to  the  shrine. 
Inside  the  church,  in  sight  of  a  fine  statue  of  Ste.  Anne, 
high  over  a  shrine  in  the  central  aisle  and  in  view  of  a  pile 
of  miraculously  discarded  crutches,  canes,  glasses,  pads, 
and  all  sorts  of  surgical  appliances,  the  supplicants  for 
divine  interposition  throng  the  pews.  Their  faces  are  rapt, 
earnest,  wistful,  with  an  agony  of  pleading  faith  imprinted 
on  their  features.  Some  are  in  litters,  some  lie  on  pillows, 
with  their  eyes  fixed  on  the  statue  ;  all  are  accompanied  by 
friends,  who  pray  with  a  frantic  earnestness  of  devotion. 
All  sorts  of  diseases  are  exposed  :  great  eruptive  sores, 
swelled  necks,  bandaged  heads,  sore  eyes,  lame  hands  and 
feet,  consumption,  paralysis,  cancer,  and  the  rest.  The  un- 
fortunates hobble  round,  or  are  carried  round  by  their 
friends,  go  from  picture  to  relic,  and  from  relic  to  statue, 
and  finally  bathe  their  faces  in  the  sacred  waters  of  the 
miraculous  spring. 

While  this  melancholy  manifestation  of  ignorant  credulity 
is  taking  place,  the  priests  keep  their  eyes  steadily  fixed  on 
the  main  chance.  At  the  corner  of  the  shrine  stands  an 
offering-box,  in  which  these  poor  people  are  expected  to  drop 
pennies,  and,  in  the  basement  of  the  church,  the  priests  keep 
a  stock  of  relics,  blessed  rosaries,  and  memorials  of  the 
shrine,  which  they  sell  impartially  to  Protestant  and  Catholic. 
At  the  door  of  the  church,  a  friar  demands  contributions  with 
almost  a  menace  in  his  air.  It  is  said  that  the  gate-money 
and  commissions  at  Ste.  Anne  have  swelled  to  a  figure  which 
makes  them  worth  the  serious  consideration  of  the  Vatican. 
It  is  time  they  commanded  the  attention  of  the  medical 
schools.  If  consumption,  paralysis,  blindness,  and  lameness 
can  be  cured  by  the  intercession  of  a  saint,  the  schools  are 
wasting  a  world  of  valuable  time  in  studying  the  pharma- 
copoeia. If  relief  from  disease  may  be  secured  by  prayers 
to  a  saint  and  a  few  donations  to  the  Papal  priesthood,  we 
are  wasting  money  in  keeping  up  medical  colleges  and  in 
training  young  men  to  study  the  effects  of  drugs  on  the 
human  frame.  We  had  better  have  them  study  theology 
and  the  efficacy  of  prayer  and  saintly  intercession.  Ste. 
Anne  de  Beaupre*,  like  some  of  the  quack  doctors,  professes 
to  be  a  cure-all.  All  that  she  exacts  of  her  devotees  is  faith, 
prayer,  and  a  little  cash,  and  she  will  cure  any  ill  to  which 
flesh  is  heir.  So  with  the  Virgin  at  Lourdes.  So  with  the 
Virgin  at  Loretto.  But  if  religious  therapeutics  remain  in 
fashion,  the  saints  will  probably  agree  among  themselves  for 
a  division  of  the  business.  One  saint  will  cure  consump- 
tion, another  paralysis,  another  blindness,  another  lameness. 
Each  saint  will  have  his  or  her  own  priest,  who  will  collect 
donations,  and  the  other  priests  will  not  encroach  on  his 
domain.  When  a  patient  calls,  he  will  be  accosted  :  "  You 
have  a  bad  leg  ?  Go  to  St.  Agatha,  third  shrine  on  the  left, 
and  deposit  your  fee  in  the  offering-box  on  the  altar."  Or, 
"  You  say  you  have  cirrhosis  of  the  liver  ?  Apply  to  St. 
James,  second  shrine  on  the  right ;  better  give  him  gold." 
By  dividing  up  the  various  diseases,  a  specialty  might  be 
provided  for  many  saints,  and  each  might  do  a  good 
business. 

According  to  Cicero,  the  pagan  priests  brought  this  very 
trade  to  a  high  pitch  of  perfection.  At  Rome,  as  now  at 
Ste.  Anne's  and  at  Lourdes,  the  ignorant  were  always  pray- 
ing to  their  gods  for  supernatural  favors.  A  merchant  prayed 
for  riches,  a  soldier  prayed  for  honors,  a  wife  prayed  for  chil- 
dren, a  girl  prayed  for  a  husband.  Hut  they  never  made  the 
mistake  of  praying  1o  the  wrong  god  for  what  they  wanted. 
The  priests  knew  each  god's  specially,  and  directed  the  de- 
vout. Custom  required  each  prayer  to  be  accompanied  with 
an  offering  which,  according  to  Cicero,  was  forthwith  trans- 
mitted to  the  address  of  the  god,  which  the  priests  kept  in 
their  directory.  In  another  country,  Japan,  gods  used  to 
be  worshiped  in  the  same  way,  and  their  supernatural  inter- 
ference solicited  on  the  same  terms.  It  is  on  record  that  a 
knavish  priest  once  intercepted  the  donations  of  the  faithful 
on  the  way  to  the  god.  There  is,  of  course,  no  fear  of  such 
accidents  happening  at  Ste.  Anne  de  Beaupre". 

The  monstrous  credulity  with  which  miraculous  cures  are 


reported  at  Ste.  Anne's  and  Lourdes  raises  the  old  question, 
whether  the  prevalence  of  Roman  Catholic  worship  is  not 
inconsistent  with  the  existence  of  ordinary  intelligence. 
Among  the  habitants  of  Quebec,  it  is  honestly  believed  that 
all  sorts  of  diseases,  pronounced  perfectly  hopeless  by  physi- 
cians, have  been  suddenly  and  thoroughly  cured  by  the 
interposition  of  Saint  Anne.  A  similar  belief  in  regard  to 
the  operations  of  the  Virgin  of  the  Grotto  of  Lourdes  is  en- 
tertained, without  question,  by  numbers  of  persons  in  South- 
ern France.  How  are  such  beliefs  to  be  reconciled  with  the 
possession  of  common  sense? 

The  miracle-cure  business  must  not  be  confounded  with 
the  faith-cure  business.  The  faith-curers  rely  upon  the 
potency  of  the  will  to  relieve  pain  and  suffering,  and  it  is 
not  to  be  denied  that  they  have  some  semblance  of  excuse 
for  their  notions.  By  the  exercise  of  a  powerful  will,  the 
attention  has  been  sometimes  withdrawn  from  a  source  of 
suffering,  and  it  has  seemed  to  be  arrested  for  a  time. 
Men  in  battle  sometimes  labor  under  such  excitement  that 
they  are  unconscious  of  the  pain  of  wounds.  But  this  is  a 
very  different  thing  from  treating  organic  disease  by  faith, 
or  prayer,  or  will-power.  The  faith-curers  are  frauds,  like 
the  miraculous  healers ;  but  they  are  self-deluded,  and 
mean  no  wrong  ;  whereas  the  priests  are  using  the  miracu- 
lous grottoes  and  shrines  as  a  means  of  getting  money  by 
false  pretenses. 

The  Miners'  Convention  that  has  been  in  session  in  San 
Francisco  during  the  week  has  had  the  satisfaction  of  look- 
ing back  upon  good  work  already  accomplished  during  the 
two  years'  brief  existence  of  the  association,  and  the  greater 
satisfaction  of  looking  forward  to  much  more  that  will  be 
accomplished  in  the  near  future.  Not  the  least  achievement 
of  the  past  has  been  the  arousing  and  fixing  of  public  in- 
terest. The  people  of  the  State  are  more  thoroughly  alive 
to  their  interest  in  the  development  of  mining  than  they 
have  been  for  many  years. 

When  the  injunction  against  hydraulic  mining  was  granted, 
that  was  the  most  general  and  most  profitable  mode  of  gold 
mining.  The  capital  required  was  comparatively  small,  the 
returns  were  large  and  quickly  realized.  With  the  closing 
down  of  these  mines,  mining  throughout  the  State  was, 
for  the  time,  prostrated.  But,  by  degrees,  it  was  seen  that 
among  the  foot-hills  of  the  northern  and  eastern  part  of  the 
State  were  innumerable  quartz  properties,  as  yet  untouched, 
that  would  yield  handsome  returns  upon  the  investment  of 
adequate  capital.  More  money  was  required  for  develop- 
ment, more  expensive  machinery  was  necessary,  and  there 
was  a  longer  time  to  wait  for  the  returns.  But  capital,  ever 
eager  for  profitable  investment,  was  not  lacking,  and  particu- 
larly during  recent  years  this  branch  of  the  industry  has 
made  great  strides.  The  development  has  been  done  by 
private  companies,  the  shares  have  not  been  placed  upon  the 
market  for  speculative  purposes,  and,  indeed,  the  comparative 
slowness  of  the  return  on  the  investment  does  not  attract  spec- 
ulation. Thus  the  development  of  quartz  mining  has  con- 
tinued, unostentatiously  but  surely  adding  to  the  wealth  of 
the  State,  until  the  loss  to  the  community  from  the  cessation 
of  hydraulic  mining  has  been  partially  compensated  for.  As 
pointed  out  in  these  columns  a  few  weeks  ago,  the  output  for 
this  year  promises  to  compare  favorably  with  that  of  any 
previous  year.  Drift  mining  has  also  advanced,  but  its 
progress  has  been  retarded  by  limitations  and  annoyances 
created  by  the  mineral  land  laws.  One  of  the  principal  sub- 
jects of  discussion  in  the  congress  has  been  the  amendments 
which  the  miners  consider  necessary  in  order  to  remove 
these  limitations  and  allow  full  development. 

But  while  this  development  has  been  going  on,  and  while 
the  mining  industry  as  a  whole  has  been  thus  prosperous, 
the  hydraulic  mines  have  remained  idle.  Millions  of  dollars 
invested  in  them  have  received  no  income.  The  loss  to  the 
community  during  these  years  of  enforced  idleness  has 
been  placed  at  from  $100,000,000  to  $125,000,000.  How 
much  this  vast  increase  of  wealth,  this  great  fortune  dug 
out  of  the  ground  and  thrown  as  fuel  into  the  machinery  of 
commerce,  and  agriculture,  and  manufactures  would  have 
added  to  the  wealth  of  every  person  in  the  State,  can 
scarcely  be  estimated.  The  people  are  beginning  to  under- 
stand the  necessity  for  some  practicable  method  of  securing 
this  wealth.  The  folly  of  leaving  it  in  the  ground  has  be- 
come apparent.  The  rights  of  all  concerned  must  be  con- 
sidered ;  it  is  not  a  question  of  whether  the  miner  or  the 
farmer  contributes  more  to  the  annual  wealth  of  the  State  ; 
it  is  not  a  question  of  the  comparative  values  of  the  farms 
and  the  mines.  Some  method  of  working  the  hydraulic 
mines  must  be  developed  by  which  their  golden  store  of 
wealth  may  be  wrested  from  the  hill-sides  without  impairing 
the  value  of  the  navigable  streams  or  the  farms  in  the 
valleys.  Such  a  solution  is  possible,  and  it  is  to  this  end 
that  the  Miners'  Association  is  working.  The  Caminetti 
law  has  begun  the  work,  the  Debris  Commission  has  pointed 
out  the  way,  the  California  legislature  has  put  its  shoulder 


to  the  wheel,  and   the  people  of  the  State  stand  ready  to 
urge  upon  Congress  the  necessity  of  doing  its  share. 

The  Caminetti  law  went  into  effect  too  late  to  have  an 
effect  upon  the  output  for  this  year,  but  next  year  its  in- 
fluence will  be  felt,  and  with  each  succeeding  year  the  out- 
put will  be  greater.  The  wealth  that  has  been  locked  up  in 
the  hydraulic  mines  will  be  released,  and  all  branches  of  in- 
dustry will  feel  the  effect.  But  in  the  meantime  the  period 
of  inaction  in  hydraulic  mining  will  have  had  its  effect  in 
the  healthy  and  permanent  development  of  quartz  mining. 
The  prosecution  of  this  branch  of  the  industry  will  continue 
to  grow  along  its  present  lines,  and  the  output  of  the  State 
will  continue  to  grow  larger  from  year  to  year.  The  wealth 
of  the  Sierras  has  barely  been  touched  as  yet  ;  it  has 
waited  for  the  scientific  method  of  modern  mining,  and 
under  its  influence  will  expand  to  an  extent  hitherto  un- 
dreamed of. 


In  the  pursuit  of  its  inquiries  into  the  physical  and  psycho- 
logical nature  of  woman,  a  Philadelphia  periodical  has  pro- 
pounded to  a  number  of  the  leading  ladies  of  the  day  the  fol- 
lowing question : 

"  At  what  period  of  her  life  is  a  woman  supposed  to  be  at 
her  best,  mentally  and  physically  ?  " 

There  is  a  sameness  in  the  answers.  Mrs.  Amelia  E. 
Barr  fixes  the  period  of  perfection  at  from  twenty-five  to 
thirty-five.  Octave  Thanet  says  that  a  woman's  most  at- 
tractive years  are  between  thirty  and  forty.  Mrs.  Burton 
Harrison  canvassed  a  number  of  ladies  on  the  subject ;  the 
younger  ones  named  twenty-five  as  the  age  of  perfection, 
while  those  who  were  older  cast  their  votes  for  the  decade 
between  thirty  and  forty.  Mrs.  Julia  Ward  Howe  thinks 
that  a  woman  is  at  her  best  from  twenty  to  forty.  Mrs. 
Custer  holds  that,  on  the  average,  a  woman  is  most  attractive 
at  thirty-five.  With  considerable  reservation,  Miss  Mary  E. 
Wilkins  inclines  to  the  belief  that,  in  the  temperate  zone,  the 
average  woman  reaches  her  prime  between  thirty  and  forty. 
Mrs.  Ellen  OIney  Kirk  declares  that  in  her  opinion  women 
are  at  their  best  mentally  at  from  thirty  to  thirty-five,  and, 
though  youth  is  the  season  of  beauty,  physical  strength 
reaches  its  fullest  development  between  twenty-five  and  forty. 
Mrs.  Rebecca  Harding  Davis  declines  to  state  an  age,  but 
asserts  that  every  woman  is  at  her  best  in  body  and  mind  at 
the  age  when  she  is  most  fully  occupied  with  her  true  work 
in  the  world.  So  Mrs.  Madeleine  Dahlgren  opines  that 
woman  is  at  her  best  when  she  is  an  enlightened  and  Chris- 
tian mother.  Mrs.  Edward  Everett  Hale — while  stating  the 
decade  from  eighteen  to  twenty-eight  as  the  period  when 
beauty  is  at  its  best — fixes  twenty-five  to  thirty-five  as  a 
woman's  prime  in  physique,  and  her  prime,  mentally,  at  from 
thirty-five  to  forty-five. 

The  lady  who  seems  to  have  given  the  most  intelligent 
answer  to  the  query  is  Mrs.  Mary  Mapes  Dodge,  who 
says  that  women  differ  so  widely  from  each  other,  both 
in  mind  and  physique,  that  no  general  rule  can  be  laid  down 
for  the  sex.  This  is  really  a  philosophic  solution  of  the 
problem.  Some  women  ripen  early,  others  late  ;  some  are 
in  the  full  bloom  of  their  beauty  at  twenty,  and  know  as 
much  as  they  will  ever  know  ;  while  others  are  prettier  after 
they  cross  the  line  of  thirty,  and  do  not  develop  mentally  till 
after  thirty-five.  In  fact,  there  is  no  difference  in  this  re- 
spect between  women  and  men.  Mozart  wrote  masterpieces 
when  he  was  in  his  teens  ;  Titian  did  not  do  his  best  till  he 
was  a  wrinkled  old  man.  A  list  of  men  who  attain 
their  prime  in  boyhood  and  of  other  men  who,  like  Du 
Maurier,  did  not  begin  writing  masterpieces  till  they  were 
past  middle  age,  might  be  extended  to  indefinite  lengths. 
With  proper  investigation  of  dictionaries  of  biography,  a 
similar  list  might  be  compiled  of  women  of  mark,  if  the 
women  gave  their  ages,  but  they  never  do.  The  usual 
reference  work  for  contemporaneous  biography  is  called 
"  Men  and  Women  of  the  Time."  In  it  the  ages  of  th«*: 
men  are  always  given,  but  the  ages  of  the  women  never. 
For  biographical  purposes,  women  apparently  have  no  age. 

All  the  ladies  who  gave  the  foregoing  opinions  are  persons 
of  mature  age.  It  is  a  long  time  since  they  were  young. 
Perhaps  they  have  forgotten  how  charming  they  were  when 
Strephon  wooed  and  Phyllis  blushed.  For,  while  they  do 
not  absolutely  deny  the  power  of  youth  and  beauty,  they 
admit  it  grudgingly,  as  a  thing  quite  subordinate  to  maturity 
of  judgment.  Yet,  as  a  matter  of  fact,  the  most  influential 
women  who  have  lived  have  owed  in  great  part  their  in- 
fluence to  their  personal  charms.  It  is  rarely  that  a  woman 
has  swayed  even  a  small  fragment  of  mankind  by  the  sheer 
force  of  her  intellect.  It  is  no  doubt  shocking  bad  taste  for 
men  to  treat  lightly  the  views  of  ladies  whose  faces  are 
wrinkled  and  whose  hair  is  gray  ;  but  it  is  a  fact  that 
they  do,  and  that  they  pay  less  respect  to  the  words  of 
a  mature  woman,  who  is  capable  of  forming  sound  judg- 
ments on  grave  topics,  than  they  do  to  those  of  a  girl  who 
is  often  more  flippant  than  reasonable.  The  reason  is  that 
man  is  a  composite  creature,  made  up  of  body  and   mind, 


November  26,  1894. 


THE        ARGONAUT. 


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and  that  his  intellect  is  often  more  quickly  reached  through 
his  senses  than  through  his  reasoning  faculties. 

It  is  woman's  neglect  or  ignorance  of  this  great  cardinal 
truth  which  handicaps  the  sex  when  they  undertake  to  ex- 
pound a  philosophy.  They  ignore  the  indifference  with 
which  the  mass  of  mankind  regard  the  notions  of  a  lady 
who  has  passed  middle  age  on  matters  outside  of  nursing. 
It  is  perhaps  true,  as  the  ladies  say  whose  views  are  given 
above,  that  the  opinion  of  a  woman  of  forty  is  on  the 
average  sounder  than  that  of  a  woman  of  twenty.  But  the 
woman  of  twenty,  if  she  be  bright  and  attractive,  will  com- 
mand twenty  listeners  when  the  woman  of  forty  enlists  one, 
and  majorities  always  tell.  Mrs.  Julia  Ward  Howe  and 
Miss  Mary  E.  Wilkins  will  reply  that  the  usefulness  of  a 
woman  is  not  to  be  measured  by  her  momentary  influence 
over  male  minds,  and  that  she  ought  to  be  reckoned  up  by 
the  additions  she  makes  to  the  knowledge  and  wisdom  of 
the  world.  It  will  be  time  enough  to  follow  these  ladies 
into  this  field  when  they  show  us  examples  of  women  who 
have  become  really  great  after  they  passed  thirty-five.  A 
hasty  retrospect  recalls  to  mind  five  great  queens.  Of 
these,  the  famous  Isabella  of  Spain  became  great  in  her 
youth,  and  never  rose  above  the  .level  she  reached  at  twenty- 
five  ;  Elizabeth  of  England  did  not  fulfill  in  middle  and  old 
age  the  promise  of  wisdom  she  showed  in  her  youth  ;  Anne 
of  England  showed  in  old  age  a  sensible  diminution  of  her 
powers  ;  Cleopatra  of  Egypt,  who  bade  fair  in  her  youth  to 
become  a  mighty  monarch,  relapsed  into  a  drab  in  her 
mature  years  ;  the  mind  of  Catharine  of  Russia  ripened 
before  she  was  thirty,  and  the  last  half  of  her  life  was 
equally  partitioned  between  follies  and  immoralities.  Men 
have  often  vegetated  till  middle  age,  and  then  unexpectedly 
loomed  up  as  leaders.  But  it  is  doubtful  if  women  who 
have  not  made  their  mark  at  thirty  rise  to  eminence  after- 
ward. Whether  the  fact  is  due  to  the  decay  of  their  power 
to  charm  and  attract  after  that  age,  is  a  question  open  to 
debate. 

To  bring  the  question  home  to  the  issues  of  the  hour.  A 
large  proportion  of  the  women  of  the  day  want  the  suffrage 
and  agitate  for  its  grant.  But  the  women  who  are  put  forward 
on  the  platform  to  work  for  the  reform  are  almost  invariably 
ladies  of  advanced  age,  whose  audiences  consist  of  members  of 
their  own  sex,  who  are  convinced  already.  They  can  attract  no 
others,  and  therefore  the  work  of  proselytism  goes  on  slowly. 
It  is  possible,  as  the  ladies  we  have  quoted  say,  that  woman's 
prime  comes  rather  after  than  before  thirty-five  ;  but  if,  the 
next  time  the  ladies  want  to  carry  a  point,  they  try  the  effect 
of  putting  a  bright  and  beautiful  young  woman  on  the  plat- 
form, they  may  accomplish  better  results.  In  the  old  revo- 
lutionary days  in  France,  a  reigning  belle  of  the  hour,  Mme. 
Tallien,  whose  loveliness  passed  into  a  proverb,  used  to  dis- 
course in  public  on  the  principles  of  democracy,  and  became 
the  idol  of  advanced  thinkers.  We  do  not  hear  much  of 
Mme.  Tallien  after  she  became  the  Princess  of  Chinay. 


sixty  thousand  copies  they  claim  to  print  ?     And  if  they  cir- 
culate them,  do  the  people  read  them  ? 


Among  the  many  curiosities  of  the  late  election,  as  viewed 
locally,  not  the  least  curious  is  this :  One  of  the  can- 
didates before  the  people  was  E.  G.  Waite,  Secretary  of 
State  of  California.  Mr.  Waite  had  lived  for  many  years 
in  California  and  was  a  very  well-known  man.  To  add  to 
the  public  knowledge  of  him,  he  was  a  candidate  for  re- 
nomination  before  the  Republican  State  Convention.  Fail- 
ing to  secure  the  nomination,  he  had  his  name  placed  on  the 
ticket  as  an  independent  candidate.  About  a  week  before 
the  election  he  suddenly  died.  The  daily  papers  devoted 
many  columns  to  his  life  and  death,  and  elaborate  biograph- 
ical sketches,  with  portraits,  appeared  in  all  of  them.  The 
rush  of  work  in  the  office  of  the  secretary  of  state  required 
that  his  successor  be  at  once  appointed,  therefore  the  news- 
papers were  busy  for  several  days  in  discussing  who  his  suc- 
cessor would  be,  attempting  to  interview  the  governor  as  to 
his  intentions,  etc.  At  last  the  election  came.  When  the 
ballots  were  counted,  it  was  found  that  six  hundred  and 
ninety  men  in  San  Francisco  had  voted  for  E.  G.  Waite  for 
secretary  of  state.  This  does  not  mean  that  they  simply 
allowed  a  printed  name  upon  a  ticket  to  go  as  their  choice — 
in  that  case,  their  action  might  have  been  set  down  to  heed- 
lessness. Ever}'  elector  who  voted  for  E.  G.  Waite  was 
obliged  to  affix  a  cross  to  the  dead  man's  name,  and  as 
there  is  nothing  distinctly  humorous  in  voting  for  a  dead 
man,  and  as  it  is  a  wasted  vote,  it  was  evident  that  six  hun- 
dred and  ninety  electors  did  not  know  the  man  was  dead. 
Yet,  as  we  have  said,  all  the  daily  papers  had,  in  various 
ways,  devoted  many  columns  to  the  death  of  E.  G.  Waite. 
The  three  morning  and  three  evening  papers  of  San  Fran- 
cisco claim  circulations  aggregating  about  two  hundred  and 
sixty  thousand  copies.  In  the  light  of  the  fact  that  nearly 
seven  hundred  men  in  San  Francisco — men  of  some  in- 
telligence evidently,  for  they  were  voting  for  an  independent 
candidate,  and  knew  how  to  read — were  ignorant  of  the 
death  of  E.  G.  Waite,  the  question  naturally  arises,  what  in 
the  world  do  the  daily  papers  do  with  the  two  hundred  and 


Among  the  humors  of  the  elections  are  some  of  the  re- 
sults in  Kentucky  and  Tennessee.  These  results  Were  so 
unexpected  that  before  the  election  a  Chattanooga  paper  re- 
marked of  the  Republican  candidate  for  governor,  Henry 
Clay  Evans,  that  although  he  was  a  good  man,  he  "  had  as 
much  chance  of  becoming  Emperor  of  Germany  as  of  being 
elected  governor  of  Tennessee."  He  has  been  elected,  all 
the  same,  and  the  next  governor  of  Tennessee  is  a  Repub- 
lican. 

In  Kentucky,  the  good  old  Bourbon  politicians  were  even 
more  astounded.  Seven  of  the  eleven  Congressmen  are 
Republicans,  two  of  the  four  judges  of  the  court  of  appeals 
are  Republicans,  while  innumerable  city  and  county  officials 
throughout  the  State  are  Republicans.  One  of  the  judges 
of  the  court  of  appeals  elected  on  the  Republican  ticket  is 
Mr.  St.  John  Boyd.  He  is  a  rich  corporation  lawyer,  with 
an  income  of  about  forty  thousand  dollars  a  year.  As  the 
salary  of  the  judges  of  the  court  of  appeals  is  only  five 
thousand  dollars,  the  last  thing  he  looked  for  was  to  be 
elected,  and  now  is  much  chagrined  at  his  success.  He 
went  on  the  ticket,  as  many  other  men  of  standing  did, 
solely  to  keep  up  the  Republican  organization  in  Kentucky. 

On  the  other  hand,  an  anecdote  is  told  of  the  difficulty  of  se- 
curing a  nominee  for  the  office  of  district  attorney  in  one  Ken- 
tucky county.  Two  Irishmen  had  been  placed  on  the  ticket, 
and  when  a  third  was  mentioned,  it  was  suggested  that  the 
remaining  nomination  ought  to  be  given  to  a  German.  So 
it  was  given  to  one  John  Fults,  without  consulting  him. 
The  man  who  suggested  him  said  he  "  believed  he  was  a 
lawyer."  It  turned  out  that  Fults  was  not  a  German, 
although  his  name  had  a  German  sound,  and  had  never 
practiced  law,  although  he  had  secured  a  law  license.  His 
business  was  soliciting  job-work  for  a  lithographing  estab- 
lishment. When  the  Republican  tidal  wave  swept  over  Ken- 
tucky, and  the  half-drowned  Bourbons  were  being  extricated 
from  the  Mammoth  Cave,  it  was  found  that  John  Fults  had 
been  elected  to  an  office  worth  about  twelve  thousand  dollars 
a  year. 

One  of  the  provisions  of  the  amended  constitution  which 
has  just  been  adopted  in  the  State  of  New  York  is  a  clause 
forbidding  the  grant  of  money  to  sectarian  schools.  This 
means  that  no  institution  not  under  public  control  shall  re- 
ceive public  money.  About  $2,000,000  a  year  is  paid  out  in 
New  York  to  private  institutions,  or  $1,998,287  last  year,  to 
be  exact.  From  a  table  we  select  the  Roman  Catholic  insti- 
tutions— it  is  easy  to  select  them  by  the  size  of  the  sums 
they  receive,  which  are  invariably  much  larger  than  those  of 
any  other  sect,  Jew  or  Gentile  : 

Foundling  Asylum  of  the  Sisters  of  Charity £  282,000 

New  York  Catholic  Protectory 250,000 

Roman  Catholic  House  of  the  Good  Shepherd 25,000 

Asylum  of  Sisters  of  St.  Dominick 63,241 

Asylum  of  St.  Vincent  de  Paul 12,985 

Dominican  Convent  of  Our  Lady  of  the  Rosary 66,117 

Mission  of  the  Immaculate  Virgin 134,783 

Missionary  Sisters,  Third  Order  of  St.  Francis 92,013 

Various  Roman  Catholic  homes  for  children 134,349 

Total $1,059,388 

From  this  it  appears  that  out  of  a  total  of  $1,998,287 
paid  out  of  the  public  moneys  of  New  York  to  private 
charitable  institutions,  the  Roman  Catholic  institutions 
gobbled  a  good  deal  more  than  half,  to  wit,  $1,059,388. 
We  think  it  is  high  time  that  New  York  State  has  amended 
her  constitution  so  as  to  prohibit  such  Romanist  robbery. 

Many  people  are  opposed  to  the  Australian  ballot  on  the 
ground,  as  they  claim,  that  it  does  not  bring  out  a  full  vote — 
that  the  electors  indicate  their  preference  for  the  principal 
offices  only,  and  let  the  lesser  ones  go.  This  was  not  the 
case  in  San  Francisco  in  the  recent  election.  The  total 
number  of  votes  polled  was  61,270.  The  least  important 
offices,  from  a  political  point  of  view,  although  in  reality  the 
most  important,  were  those  of  school  directors  and  freehold- 
ers. No  salary  attaches  to  either  office,  while  that  of  free- 
holder is  a  temporary  one,  with  duties  lasting  only  for  ninety 
days  in  the  preparation  of  a  new  city  charter.  Yet  over 
50,000  electors  voted  on  the  names  for  school  directors,  and 
over  45,000  expressed  their  choice  for  freeholders.  The  high- 
est office  on  the  ticket — that  of  governor  of  the  State — did  not 
bring  out  the  highest  vote.  Only  58,124  votes  were  cast  for 
governor  ;  there  were  over  three  thousand  voters  in  San  Fran- 
cisco who  cast  ballots,  yet  expressed  no  preference  for  gov- 
ernor. This  can  scarcely  be  set  down  to  indifference  ;  it  must 
be  due  to  the  unpopularity  of  the  Republican  candidate — to 
the  almost  dislike  with  which  Mr.  Estee  was  regarded  by  the 
rank  and  file  of  the  Republican  party.  The  office  of  mayor 
brought  out  the  largest  vote,  59,325  electors  expressing 
themselves  in  this  direction.  Yet  this  is  nearly  2,000  votes 
short  of  the  total  vote.  It  seems  odd,  considering  the 
heated  campaign  for  the  mayoralty  and  the  number  of  can- 
didates, that  nearly  2,000  electors  should  not  have  cared  to 


vote  for  mayor  at  all.  Among  the  votes  polled  for  other 
offices,  the  total  vote  being  61,270,  are  these:  Lieutenant- 
governor,  56,416;  sheriff",  57,722;  assessor,  57,510; 
county  clerk,  56,896  ;  superintendent  of  streets,  56,896  ; 
auditor,  55,886  ;  recorder,  55,669  ;  district  attorney,  55,1 13  ; 
superintendent  of  schools,  55,111.  From  this  last  it  will 
be  seen  that  the  electors  took  an  interest  in  a  purely 
educational  office  with  no  patronage  at  all,  casting  as 
many  votes  for  that  office  as  they  did  for  that  of 
district  attorney,  over  which  there  was  a  warm  contest. 

On  the  whole,  it  can  not  be  said  that  the  Australian 
ballot  is  a  failure.  It  seems  to  us  to  bring  out  a  full,  free, 
and  intelligent  expression  of  opinion  from  the  electors  of 
the  nation,  city,  and  State.  As  to  those  Democratic  wise- 
acres who  said  two  years  ago  that  the  Australian  ballot 
would  be  the  death-blow  of  the  Republican  party  because  it 
"  prevented  trusts  and  corporations  from  buying  and  bull- 
dozing the  votes  of  the  American  workingman,"  we  com- 
mend to  their  consideration  the  election  of  the  sixth  of  No- 
vember. There  were  no  strings  on  the  American  working- 
man  on  that  day,  and  he  certainly  expressed  himself  through 
the  Australian  ballot  with  great  freedom  and  vigor.  But  if 
there  was  any  "death-blow"  on  that  day,  it  was  not  the 
death-blow  of  the  Republican  party. 


The  most  gratifying  feature  of  the  late  elections,  next  to 
the  defeat  of  the  Democrats,  is  the  wiping  out  of  that  pesti- 
lent brood,  the  Populists.  It  is  true  that  in  California  they 
have  not  yet  been  wiped  out,  and  that  they  polled  nearly  fifty 
thousand  votes  for  the  Populist  candidate  for  governor.  But 
then  California,  which  prides  herself  on  being  in  the  van, 
is  always  politically  a  little  in  the  rear  of  the  rest  of  the 
country.  When  the  country  goes  Democratic,  California 
goes  Republican  ;  when  four  years  have  elapsed,  and  the 
rest  of  the  country  goes  Republican,  California,  not  having 
kept  up  with  the  procession,  goes  Democratic.  So  this  year, 
when  twenty-one  Northern  States  elected  Republican  gov- 
ernors, California  elected  a  Democrat.  She  occasionally 
varies  matters  by  going  Democratic  in  a  Republican  Presi- 
dential year,  and  yet  giving  a  majority  to  a  Republican 
elector  or  two  in  order  to  complicate  matters.  But  aside 
from  California  and  Texas — where  the  Populist  increase 
scared  the  Democrats  into  nervous  prostration — the  States  of 
the  Union  have  had  enough  of  Populism.  The  Popu- 
lists have  been  swept  from  power  in  Colorado,  and  "  Bloody- 
Bridles  Waite,"  the  freak  governor,  was  buried  under  a  Re- 
publican majority  of  twenty  thousand  votes.  In  Nebraska,  the 
Populists  were  also  defeated,  but  succeeded  in  electing  their 
governor,  owing  to  a  condition  of  things  not  dissimilar  to 
those  which  brought  about  the  election  of  Budd  in  Cali- 
fornia. In  Kansas,  Llewellyn,  another  Populistic  crank, 
was  squelched  by  the  people,  and  a  Republican  governor 
was  elected  by  a  majority  of  thirty-two  thousand.  Only 
eleven  Populists  have  been  sent  to  Congress,  and  most  of 
the  bedlamites,  like  "  Jerry  "  Simpson,  whom  that  party  sent 
to  the  last  Congress,  have  been  elected  to  stay  at  home. 
The  country  shows  signs  of  convalescing  from  the  Populistic 
disease.  In  that  case,  we  suppose  California  will  begin  to 
get  over  it  in  about  four  years. 

One  of  the  most  signal  results  of  the  late  election  has 
been  the  breaking  of  the  solid  South.  Eight  of  the  former 
slave-holding  States  have  sent  Republican  representatives  to 
Congress.  These  States  are  Delaware,  Maryland,  Virginia, 
West  Virginia,  Kentucky,  Missouri,  Tennessee,  and  North 
Carolina.  It  looks  now  as  if  there  would  hereafter  be  as 
many  Republican  Congressmen  from  the  Southern  States  as 
Democratic  Congressmen  from  the  Northern  States.  The 
present  House  of  Representatives  consists  of  219  Demo- 
crats, 127  Republicans,  and  10  Populists.  The  newly 
elected  House  will  consist  of  245  Republicans,  105  Demo- 
crats, and  6  Populists.  But  the  Republican  increase  in 
the  South  is  as  nothing  compared  to  the  Democratic  de- 
crease in  the  North.  In  1892,  twenty-eight  Northern  States 
elected  120  Republican  representatives  and  99  Democratic 
representatives.  In  1S94,  the  same  States  elected  216  Re- 
publican representatives  and  1 1  Democratic  representatives. 
That  is  a  political  revolution  with  a  vengeance. 


We  have  already  spoken  of  the  enormous  majorities  rolled 
up  for  the  Republicans  in  the  States  of  the  North.  It  has 
resulted  in  sending  solid  Republican  delegations  to  Congress 
from  twenty  Northern  States  and  from  one  Southern  State. 
The  list  is  as  follows  :  Colorado,  2  ;  Connecticut  4  ;  Dela- 
ware, 1  ;  Idaho,  1  ;  Indiana,  13;  Iowa,  11  ;  Maine,  4; 
Michigan,  12;  Minnesota,  7;  Montana,  1  ;  New  Hamp- 
shire, 2  ;  New  Jersey,  8  ;  North  Dakota,  1  ;  Oregon,  2  ; 
Rhode  Island,  2  ;  South  Dakota,  2  ;  Vermont,  2  ;  Wash- 
ington, 2  ;  West  Virginia,  4;  Wisconsin,  10;  Wyoming,  1. 
These  ninety-two  members  represent  twenty- 
wherein  the  Democracy  has  no  voice  in  the  Lov. 
the  National  Congress. 


4 


THE 


ARGONAUT. 


November  26,  1894. 


BEYOND    RECALL. 

What  the  Weddine-March  from  "Lohengrin"  Meant  to  One  Man. 

Most  men  fancy  that  the  wedding-march  from  "  Lohen- 
grin," however  hackneyed  it  may  be,  means,  in  their  own 
cases,  a  triumphant  entry  into  heaven.  This  story  is  worth 
telling  only  because  the  man  in  the  case  was  terribly  certain 
that  in  his  wedding-march  he  was  hearing  his  soul's  funeral 

note the/an  fare  of  the  devil  ushering  him  into  a  hell  on  earth. 

And  his  smile,  as  he  walked  down  the  aisle  with  her,  was 
not  a  pleasant  thing  to  watch. 

Although  even  his  own  sex  had  always  called  him  hand- 
some.    He  was  tall,  and  straight,  and  brown  ;  his  muscles 
were  good  and  his  morals  were  good — as  modern  morals 
go.     At  least  they  were  when  the  beginning  was  of  this  end. 
In    those    circles    that    carried    him    upon    their    swirl- 
ing   eddies,  this   young   man   was    immensely   liked.      He 
talked  well,  he  danced  well,  and  he  won  prizes  at  tennis. 
Moreover,  he  was  in  great  favor  in  The  Office.     The  Office 
considered   him  one  of  its  most   trustworthy  officials,  and 
promoted  him  in  delightful  disaccord  with  his  years. 
Is  it  to  be  wondered  at  that  women  smiled  upon  him  ? 
The   smile   of  woman  !     Who  has   weighed    the  worth, 
the   woe   of    it  ?      Fickle    feminine,    blinding   the   eyes   of 
Reason  ;  rebounding,  often,  in    strange  and  woeful  trans- 
formations upon  its  owner  ! 

Had  she  but  sensed  the  sadness  of  her  smile's  rebound, 
would  this  girl  have  smiled  upon  this  man  ?  Who  knows  ? 
She  was  a  woman  and — who  knows  ? 

What  one  does  know  is  that  somehow,  in  between  the 
letters  he  dictated  and  the  words  with  which  she  handed 
him  the  type-written  documents,  she  lost  her  smiles  and  her 
heart  to  him.  As  for  him,  he  noticed  it  and  he  smiled  back 
at  her — and  also  to  himself. 

For  he  told  himself  in  the  formulas  of  the  modern 
metropolis  that  she  was  utterly  impossible,  except  by  way  of 
passing  amusement.  She  was — well,  one  has  hardly  time 
to  bore  the  world  with  a  minute  description  of  just  what  sort 
of  girl  she  was  ;  that  would  take  a  three-volume  novel  of 
the  British  type  of  Tupperism.  Thousands  of  just  such 
girls  come  up  from  little  country-towns  every  year  to  go 
into  city  offices  ;  they  earn  their  livings  ;  they  marry  ;  they 
die ;  they  are  swallowed  up.  Whence  they  come  or 
whither  thev  go,  what  cares  the  metropolis  ? 

And  so  the  man  amused  himself.  In  the  beginning  the 
Creator  made  man  King,  and  nature  has  not  changed  her 
physical  laws  to  accommodate  the  New  Woman. 

So  what  had  been  amusement  to  the  man  presently  be- 
came, for  the  woman,  a  misfortune.  The  dream  of  bliss, 
the  delirium  of  present  joy,  they  all  were  gone  ;  there  was 
left  a  dull  heartache,  and  the  pain  of  murdered  hopes,  and 
the  wistful,  tearful  wonder  futureward.  What  pleadings  she 
employed,  what  tears  were  shed,  one  can  not  say ;  what 
steel  of  selfishness  held  back  the  vials  of  his  pity,  only  those 
can  know  who  have  seen  the  city's  sneer  as  it  teaches  world- 
liness  to  its  inhabitants. 

And  so,  for  this  time  and  this  recital,  the  girl  passed  out 
and  off  the  stage,  to  be  swallowed  up  in  the  great  mys- 
terious web  of  tangled  skeins  that  lie  behind  the  city  smoke. 
She  had  loved  much,  and  it  had  been  requited  unto  her. 
And  of  all  her  love,  with  its  self-sacrifice,  and  its  wounds, 
and  its  tears,  there  remained  no  sign — save  just  one  letter, 
a  pathetic  scrawl,  the  document  of  her  heartache. 

He  put  the  letter  into  the  pocket  of  his  dress-coat,  sighed 
a  little,  frowned,  and  presently  put  on  his  gloves  to   escort 
one  of  his  own  set  to  a  dance.     And  with  the  reading  of 
that  letter  the  episode  seemed  to  have  passed  away. 
The  King  had  amused  himself. 

In  the  meanwhile,  and  afterward,  there  were  many  in  his 
own  set  who  thought  fondly  of  this  young  man.  Perhaps 
he  was  engaged  to  one,  perhaps  to  more  ;  nowadays  that 
sort  of  contract  is  made  of  such  airy  material  as  to  be 
almost  intangible.  But  there  was  one  girl  in  particular  who 
said  to  herself  that  she  would  capture  this  young  man,  or 
know  the  reason  why. 

Opinion  was  divided  about  this  girL  Some  said  she  was 
a  genius,  others  declared  her  to  be  deceitful  and  ill-tempered. 
Both  were  right  She  played  the  piano  with  such  splendid 
technique  as  to  make  her  absolute  lack  of  feeling  the  more 
remarkable,  and  in  the  possession  of  that  one  cold  and 
heartless  talent,  she  had  escaped  almost  all  the  other  virtues. 
She  had  a  temper  like  that  of  all  the  furies  put  into  essence  ; 
she  had  a  fierceness  of  jealousy  that  awoke  at  atoms  and 
devoured  days.  But  these  her  defects  were  known  only  to 
her  father  and  mother,  whose  endowment  they  were. 

The  only  quality  she  showed  to  this  young  man  was  an 
admirable  amiability.  She  was  sweetness  itself  whenever 
he  was  near  her. 

As  for  him,  he  allowed  himself  to  drift  into  a  certain 
tacit  adoration  of  her.  He  was,  poor  fellow,  very  fond  of 
music  ;  the  glamour  of  this  girl's  growing  reputation  blinded 
him  with  its  promises.  Her  mother  spoke  of  a  trip  to 
Europe.  She  played  in  everybody's  drawing-room.  He 
played  with  the  idea  of  conquering  her. 

And  then,  again,  it  came  over  him  that  he  did  not  love 
this  girl  at  all ;  that  she  merely  fascinated  him  with  a  cold 
glitter  of  mechanical  talents.  He  resolved  to  loosen  the 
slight,  imagined  ties  that  hope,  on  her  part,  had  built  be- 
tween them. 

Pursuing  this  intention,  he  grew  cooler.  Clever  as  she 
was,  she  noticed  the  change  at  once.  But,  clever  though  she 
was,  she  was  not  clever  enough  to  master  her  temper.  Once 
or  twice,  nay,  several  times,  she  showed  him  a  spirit  he  had 
formerly  never  dreamed  of  in  her  :  she  disclosed  her  real, 
hyena-like  nature.  She  implored,  and  then  she  stamped  her 
foot  and  swore  to  be  revenged. 

But  she  had  no  hold  on  him.  He  shuddered  and  smiled, 
alternatively,  as  he  thought  of  what  he  had  escaped. 

..u;  Fate  is  like  the  cowboy  :  she  sometimes  gives  us  a 
yood  deal  of  rope,  but  she  usually  brings  us  up  with  a  jerk 
len  we  least  expect  it. 


To  this  young  man  the  jerk  came  at  a  ball.  She  was 
there,  this  girl  who  wanted  him,  and,  not  to  seem  too  cold, 
he  was  sitting  out  a  dance  with  her. 

They  talked  lightly,  flippantly,  as  people  who  believe  noth- 
ing they  say.  He  took  out  his  handkerchief  to  fleck  some 
dust  off  his  coat ;  a  slight  slip  of  paper  escaped  with  the 
kerchief,  fluttering  silently  upon  her  dress.  She  covered  it 
with  her  fan  and  slipped  her  hand  upon  it. 

When  she  got  to  her  room  that  night,  she  unfolded  a 
crumpled  piece  of  note-paper  and  read  these  words  addressed 
to  the  man  she  wanted — the  man  who  wanted  to  make  her 
understand  he  was  tired  of  her  : 

"  Why  did  you  not  come  as  you  promised  ?  It  was  terri- 
ble, terrible  !  I  was  so  alone,  so  forsaken  !  You  had 
promised  to  be  there,  to  help  me  bear  the  news  that  I 
feared  to  hear  ;  and  when  the  doctor  had  told  me  the 
worst,  you  were  not  there.  In  the  dark,  alone,  I  walked 
home,  with  the  awful  surety  of  my  fault  heavy  on  me,  and 
you — not  there  to  help  me  !  If  you  had  been  there,  it 
would  have  been  easier  !  But  now — now  that  you  have  failed 
me  so,  I  feel  that  you  have  put  the  shame  upon  me  and 
shirked  the  weight  of  it.  The  doctor  says  it  must  be  !  Oh, 
if  I  had  been  able  to  tell  you  that  then,  to  hear  your  comfort  ! 
But  you  left  me,  at  that  hour,  alone — alone  to  hear  my 
sentence  of  shame,  alone  to  find  my  home  in  sorrow. 

"  How  could  you — oh  how  could  you  !  "  .  .  . 

There  was  more  in  that  strain,  disjointed  and  heart-rend- 
ing. It  was  the  anguished  agony  of  betrayal  grown  elo- 
quent.    And  underneath  was  a  girl's  signature. 

The  girl,  having  read  the  note,  locked  it  away  in  an  es- 
critoire. Then  she  smiled  unpleasantly,  and,  remarking  to 
herself  that  people  were  fools  not  to  burn  all  letters,  she 
drew  the  curtains. 

Armed  with  this  damning  knowledge,  sure  of  his  fear  for 
his  reputation  in  the  world's  eyes,  she  thereupon  proceeded 
to  prove  to  this  young  man  that,  nolens  volens,  he  was 
caught.  He  must  marry  her — or,  she  held  the  alternative  in 
her  hand  !  She  had  ascertained  all  the  details,  she  had  all 
the  circumstantial,  to  say  nothing  of  the  documentary  evi- 
dence. 

Exposure  as  a  libertine — or,  up  the  aisle  with  herself. 

Caught,  like  a  mole  in  a  trap,  he  beat  but  a  little  against 
the  bars. 

So  that,  not  long  afterward,  realizing  perfectly  the  sort  of 
a  human  demon  he  was  tying  himself  to,  picturing  vividly 
the  satanic  rages  he  knew  her  capable  of,  the  hideous  jeal- 
ousies and  meannesses  of  her  soul,  he  walked  up  the  aisle  of 
a  church  with  her  to  make  her  his  wife. 

But  his  smile  was,  as  has  been  said,  not  pleasant. 

J.  Percival  Pollard. 

San  Francisco,  November,  1S94. 


OLD    FAVORITES. 


High  Tide  at  Gettysburg. 
A  cloud  possessed  the  hollow  field, 
The  gathering  battle's  smoky  shield  ; 

Athwart  the  gloom  the  lightning  flashed, 
And  through  the  cloud  some  horsemen  dashed, 
And  from  the  heights  the  thunder  pealed. 

Then,  at  the  brief  command  of  Lee, 

Moved  out  that  matchless  infantry, 
With  Pickett  leading  grandly  down 
To  rush  against  the  roaring  crown 

Of  those  dread  heights  of  destiny. 

Far  heard  above  the  angry  guns, 
A  cry  across  the  tumult  runs. 

The  voice  that  rang  through  Shiloh's  woods 

And  Chickamauga's  solitudes, 
The  fierce  South  cheering  on  her  sons. 

Ah,  how  the  withering  tempest  blew 

Against  the  front  of  Pettigrew  ! 

A  khamsin  wind  that  scorched  and  singed. 
Like  that  infernal  flame  that  fringed 

The  British  squares  at  Waterloo  ! 

"  Once  more  in  Glory's  van  with  me  !  " 
Virginia  cries  lo  Tennessee, 
"  We  two  together,  come  what  may. 

Shall  stand  upon  those  works  to-day." 
(The  reddest  day  in  history.) 

But  who  shall  break  the  guards  that  wait 

Before  the  awful  face  of  Fate  ? 

The  tattered  standards  of  the  South 
Were  shriveled  at  the  cannon's  mouth, 

And  all  her  hopes  were  desolate. 

In  vain  the  Tennesseean  set 
His  breast  against  the  bayonet  ; 

In  vain  Virginia  charged  and  raged, 

A  tigress  in  her  wrath  uncaged. 
Till  all  the  hill  was  red  and  wet  ! 

Above  the  bayonets  mixed  and  crossed, 

Men  saw  a  gray,  gigantic  ghost 

Receding  through  the  battle-cloud, 
And  heard  across  the  tempest  loud 

The  death-cry  of  a  nation  lost  ! 

The  brave  went  down  !     Without  disgrace 

They  leaped  to  Ruin's  red  embrace  ; 

They  only  heard  Fame's  thunder  wake, 
And  saw  the  dazzling  sun-burst  break 

In  smiles  on  Glory's  bloody  face  ! 

They  fell,  who  lifted  up  a  hand 

And  bade  the  sun  in  heaven  to  stand  ! 

They  smote  and  fell,  who  set  the  bars 

Against  the  progress  of  the  stars, 
And  stayed  the  march  of  Motherland. 

They  stood,  who  saw  the  future  come 
On  through  the  fight's  delirium  I 

They  smote  and  stood,  who  held  the  hope 

Of  nations  on  that  slippery  slope 
Amid  the  cheers  of  Christendom  ! 

God  lives  !      He  forged  tin-  iron  will 
That  clutched  and  held  that  trembling  hill. 
God  lives  and  reigns  I     He  built  and  lent 
Those  heights  for  Freedom's  battlement. 
Where  floats  her  flag  in  triumph  still! 

Fold  up  the  banners  !     Smell  the  guns  ! 
Love  rules  ;  her  gentler  purpose  runs. 

A  mighty  mother  turns  in  tears 

The  pages  of  her  battle  years. 
Lamenting  all  her  fallen  sons  I 

—  WillH.   Thompson. 


THE    NEW    YORK    HORSE    SHOW. 

Enormous  Crowds  at   the   Madison    Square   Garden — Premiums  bid 

for  Boxes — Over  Twelve  Hundred  Entries — Belles  and 

Beaux  in  the  Boxes — Many  Supper-Parties. 


The  Horse  Show  is  over,  and  there  was  little  exaggeration 
in  the  statement  of  a  local  scribe  that  it  has  been  the  great- 
est horse  show  ever  seen  on  earth.  It  was  a  wonderful  ex- 
hibition and  worthy  of  the  enthusiasm  it  aroused,  though  the 
horses  were  not  the  chief  part  of  the  show.  More  people 
came  to  see  the  beauty  and  fashion  of  New  York  than  assem- 
bled to  admire  the  fine  flower  of  the  equine  exhibits. 

On  Thursday,  19,000  people  were  admitted,  besides  those 
in  the  boxes.  The  total  number  of  entries  was  1,274,  against 
98  2  last  year,  and  the  prizes  awarded  amounted  to  $29,000. 
The  sale  of  boxes  amounted  to  $36,000,  but  the  prices  paid 
for  first  and  second  choice  were  less  than  last  year.  Last 
year,  John  Jacob  Astor  paid  $600  for.  first  choice,  and,  in 
1892,  the  Vanderbilts  gave  $680  for  the  same  option  ;  this 
year,  first  choice  fell  to  George  Gould  for  $500.  The  second 
box  went  to  Mr.  William  Pollock  for  $450,  and  the  third  to 
Mr.  Houston  for  $500.  The  average  price  realized  for  all 
the  boxes  was  $375.  Numbers  of  persons  were  evidently 
imbued  with  the  idea  that,  in  consequence  of  the  hard  times, 
the  boxes  last  sold  would  go  for  small  sums.  In  this  they 
were  disappointed  ;  the  competition  continued  lively  to  the 
end  of  the  auction.  Everybody  wanted  to  visit  a  show 
where  he  would  have  a  chance  of  hobnobbing  with  the 
Astors,  the  Belmonts,  the  Livingstons,  the  Vanderbilts, 
the  Mortons,  the  Webbs,  the  Winthrops,  the  Bronsons,  the 
Heckshers,  the  Wetmores,  the  Laurences,  the  Riveses,  and 
the  Whitneys,  and  might  at  his  leisure,  without  rudeness, 
contemplate  the  glory  of  those  leaders  of  fashion — Mrs. 
Burke-Roche,  Mrs.  Duncan  Elliott,  Mrs.  Hewitt,  Mrs. 
Havemeyer,  Mrs.  Hitchcock,  Mrs.  Bird,  Mrs.  Underhill, 
and  the  rest. 

For  purposes  of  comparison,  the  horses  were  divided  into 
a  hundred  classes,  to  each  of  which  a  set  of  judges  was  as- 
signed. Their  labors  can  be  conceived.  Not  even  the 
most  indefatigable  of  the  visitors  was  able  to  examine 
critically  more  than  two  or  three  classes  ;  each  critic  con- 
centrated his  attention  upon  the  classes  in  which  he  was 
specially  interested.  Thus  no  reporter  has  ventured  to  pick 
out  of  the  vast  array  the  animals  most  worthy  of  attention. 
A  page  of  a  daily  paper  would  not  have  sufficed  to  contain 
brief  mention  of  the  splendid  animals  which  are  the  fruit  of 
careful  breeding  and  judicious  crossing  of  strains  of  blood. 
The  press  has  wisely  concentrated  its  energies  on  pictures  of 
the  audience  ;  for  these  there  was  scope,  for  with  the  ex- 
ception of  Mr.  Center  Hitchcock,  who  is  at  Currituck ; 
Robert  Hargous,  who  is  at  Venice  ;  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Stanley 
Mortimer,  who  are  in  Leicestershire,  England,  following  the 
hounds  ;  Cambridge  Livingston,  who  is  at  Pau  ;  Mr.  and 
Mrs.  Morgan,  who  are  in  London,  almost  all  the  well-known 
leaders  of  society  are  here. 

The  whole  city  is  redolent  of  the  show.  Broadway  blos- 
soms with  violets  and  chrysanthemums,  the  restaurants  have 
engaged  reinforcements  of  cooks  and  waiters,  and  Fifth 
Avenue  is  full  of  young  dandies,  in  box-coats  so  loose  and 
with  buttons  so  big  that  they  look  like  their  grandfathers  in 
night-gowns  studded  with  frying-pans.  The  week  is  one  of 
hard  and  never-ending  toil  for  the  ladies.  Gowns  and 
wraps,  hats  and  bonnets,  parasols  and  knickknacks  have  to 
be  bought  ;  in  the  afternoon,  new  street-dresses  are  on 
parade  and  should  be  changed  every  day  ;  in  the  evening, 
other  new  gowns  must  be  worn,  and  as  there  is  a  dance  every 
night,  these  are  like  the  roses  of  the  poet,  and  only  last 
Vespace  online  soiree.  Ladies  earn  their  pleasure.  They 
spend  their  mornings  at  the  dressmakers,  trying  on  new 
clothes,  and  must  hurry  to  get  home  in  time  for  luncheon. 
The  afternoon  is  devoted  to  the  show,  where  they  must  en- 
tertain a  swarm  of  fops  and  fashionables,  who  hang  round 
the  front  of  their  boxes.  They  rush  home  to  dress  for  dinner, 
and  then  a  reception  or  visits  follow  till  midnight.  One 
wonders  how  they  can  stand  it.  Their  endurance  reminds 
observers  of  the  saying  that  the  greatest  work  of  God  is  a 
woman  and  next  a  horse. 

The  private  rooms  at  the  hotels  and  restaurants  are  all 
engaged  for  dinner-parties.  Delmonico  must  have  given 
fifty  special  dinners  during  horse-show  week,  besides  lunches; 
and  the  Waldorf,  the  Holland,  the  Brunswick  have  not  been 
behindhand.  The  popular  fad  of  the  day  is  to  serve  at  all 
dinners  ices  in  the  shape  of  horse-shoes  flavored  with  choco- 
late. They  sell  in  the  confectionery  shops  at  fifty  cents 
apiece.  Restaurant  prices,  like  everything  else,  are  lower 
than  they  were  last  year.  A  lunch  at  the  Waldorf  or  at 
Delmonico's,  in  good  style,  costs  from  three  to  five  dollars 
per  cover,  without  wines  ;  a  dinner,  from  five  to  ten  dollars 
per  cover,  without  wines  or  dinner  favors.  Of  course  much 
depends  on  the  orders  for  game  and  fruits  which  are  out  of 
season  and  on  the  supply  of  rare  exotics.  The  rule  at  most 
of  the  crack  restaurants  is  that  a  private  dinner  must  end  at 
ten  p.  M.,  so  that  the  cooks  and  waiters  shall  be  free  to  at- 
tend to  the  regular  business  of  the  house.  If  the  host  de- 
sires to  be  unlimited  as  to  time,  his  bill  will  be  two  or  three 
dollars  more  per  head.  A  new  dish  this  year — which  is  said 
to  have  been  invented  for  Mrs.  Langtry  and  by  her  kept  a 
secret  till  now — is  an  aspic  of  terrapin  eggs.  They  are 
served  in  small  boxes  and  sold  at  twenty  dollars  a  box. 
They  are  usually  accompanied  by  potatoes  cooked  in  wine 
and  called  pommes  de  tcrre  <i  la  Sarah  Bernhardt. 

The  fashionable  bouquets  of  the  day — consisting  chiefly 
of  roses  and  violets — are  vast  in  size,  and  so  constructed 
that  they  can  be  taken  apart,  so  as  to  serve  as  corsage- 
bouquets  for  the  ladies  and  boutonnitres  for  the  men.  They 
are  cheap.  The  corsage-bouquets  of  violets  cost  only  about 
three  dollars  each,  and  the  bouionnieres  half  as  much. 
Confectionery  is  much  in  vogue.  Every  box-holder  at  the 
Horse  Show  offers  her  visitors  exquisite  chocolate  bonbons 
representing  horse-shoes,  saddles,  whip-handles,  and  so  forth. 

New  York,  November  17,  1894.  Flaneur. 


November  26,  1894. 


THE        ARC  ON  AUT. 


S 


EDWIN    BOOTH. 


A  Monograph  on  the  Great  Tragedian  by  his  Daughter,  Mrs.  Gross- 

mann— The  Private  Life  of  a  Genius  Shown  in  his 

Letters  to  his  Friends. 

We  have  had  a  foretaste  in  the  Century  Magazine  of  the 
sketch  of  Edwin  Booth  and  the  extracts  from  his  letters  which 
his  daughter,  Mrs.  Grossmann,  has  edited,  and  now  the  book 
itself  is  issued,  consisting  of  Mrs.  Grossmann's  "recollec- 
tions"— which  is  more  a  tribute  to  the  great  tragedian's 
sweet  and  noble  character  than  a  review  of  the  events  of  his 
life — many  extracts  from  his  letters  to  her  from  the  time  she 
was  a  little  girl  of  seven  or  eight  years  to  the  last  year  of  his 
life ;  and,  finally,  a  number  of  letters  chosen  from  his  corre- 
spondence with  his  friends.  It  is  a  handsome  volume,  and 
is  illustrated  by  portraits  of  Edwin  Booth,  from  1850,  when 
he  was  daguerreotyped  with  Junius  Brutus  Booth,  the  elder, 
down  to  18S7,  when  Mrs.  Grossmann's  husband  took  an 
amateur  photograph  of  Mr.  Booth  playing  with  his  grand- 
child on  the  veranda  of  his  daughter's  house  at  Narragan- 
sett  ;  there  are  also  a  photograph  of  Mrs.  Mary  Devlin 
Booth,  his  wife,  and  sketches  of  articles  he  used  in  his  plays, 
of  his  dressing-room  at  the  Broadway  Theatre  in  1889,  and 
of  the  actor  in  his  various  roles. 

Mrs.  Grossmann's  recollections  begin  with  her  earliest  years, 
which  were  also  the  tragedian's  saddest,  for  they  were  those 
immediately  succeeding  the  death  of  his  wife  in  her  twenty- 
third  year.  How  she  helped  and  sustained  him  in  the  brief 
years  of  their  married  life  is  indicated  in  this  extract  from  a 
letter  in  which  she  discussed  some  emotional  immoral  play 
then  in  vogue  : 

Is  it  not  outrageous  to  see  an  art  so  holy  as  the  drama  thus  dese- 
crated and  perverted  ?  How  glad  I  am  that  the  branch  you  were 
fitted  for  has  not  been  disgraced  ;  for  though  unappreciated  now,  the 
day  will  come  when  "gorgeous  tragedy"  will  have  its  sway.  You 
are  held  as  its  only  true  representative  in  this  day,  and  you  can,  if 
you  will,  change  the  perverted  taste  of  the  public  by  your  truth  and 
sublimity,  and  you  must  study  for  this.  Dear  Edwin,  I  will  never 
allow  you  to  droop  for  a  single  moment  ;  for  I  know  the  power  that 
dwells  within  your  eye,  and  my  ambition  is  to  see  you  surrounded  by 
greatness— is  it  not  a  laudable  one  ?  Ah,  you  do  not  know  how  close 
a  critic  I  will  be  of  your  genius — a  child  who  requires  more  nursing 
than  the  helpless  babe  at  the  mother's  breast. 

After  a  brief  extract  from  a  letter,  in  which  Mr.  Booth 
speaks  of  the  sorrow  her  death  brought  him  and  of  his  re- 
solve "to  live  for  the  dear  innocent  whose  goodness  shall  be 
my  guide  to  her  so  loved  and  mourned,"  Mrs.  Grossmann 
begins  : 

One  of  my  first  recollections  is  that  of  feeling  myself  tenderly  placed 
in  my  little  crib  by  my  father,  on  his  returning  late  at  night  from  the 
play  and  finding,  as  he  afterward  related,  ' '  his  baby  lying  asleep  on  the 
floor."  Vividly  I  recall  one  Christmas  morning,  when,  on  awaken- 
ing, full  of  joyful  anticipations,  I  crept  out  of  bed  to  find  my  stock- 
ings generously  filled  with  toys,  and,  hanging  near  by,  my  father's 
socks  containing  only  his  razors,  shaving-brushes,  and  other  small 
accessories  of  his  toilet.  I  was  disappointed  almost  to  tears  by  Santa 
Claus's  neglect  of  so  good  a  father,  but  my  father  kissed  away  the 
"  water-drops,"  with  a  merry  laugh,  which  I  can  hear  to  this  day. 
He  had  been  quietly  watching  me,  enjoying  his  little  Christmas  de- 
ception. 

Although  his  natural  melancholy  undoubtedly  had  its  effect  upon 
my  early  years,  yet  he  always  endeavored  to  throw  aside  the  gloom 
which  had  settled  upon  his  life,  and  would  assume  a  gentle 
gayety — never  boisterous — in  order  to  amuse  and  divert  my  solitary 
hours.  In  him  I  felt  such  close  companionship  that,  although  with- 
out brothers  and  sisters,  a  sense  of  my  own  loneliness  did  not  oppress 
me  so  much  as  the  solitude  of  my  father,  which  to  my  childish  im- 
agination seemed  strange  and  unnatural. 

It  was  long  before  I  could  thoroughly  disassociate  him  from  the 
character  of  Hamlet,  it  seemed  so  entirely  a  part  of  himself.  In- 
deed, in  that  impersonation,  I  think,  his  confined  nature  and  pent-up 
sorrows  found  vent.  He  told  me  that  the  philosophy  of  Hamlet  had 
taught  him  to  bear  life's  vicissitudes.  He  inspired  me  with  a  rever- 
ence which  grew  with  my  years,  and,  later  on,  when  fresh  sorrows 
overtook  him  (which  I  was  then  able  to  share  with  him),  I  assumed 
an  almost  maternal  attitude  toward  him,  which  he  unconsciously  de- 
veloped and  encouraged. 

Of  the  character  of  her  father  Mrs.  Grossmann  says  : 
He  was  essentially  paternal  and  purely  domestic,  and  these  quali- 
ties were  never  tarnished  by  public  favor  or  worldly  praise.  In  the 
home  he  was  at  his  best  among  his  favorite  pipes  and  books,  and  sur- 
rounded by  his  lares  and  penates.  He  loved  personally  to  arrange 
the  furnishings  of  his  home  and  carefully  studied  its  merest  details. 
He  had  a  woman's  taste,  and  his  artistic  touch  was  everywhere  evi- 
dent. His  delight  in  adorning  the  home  never  led  him  into  extrava- 
gant display,  for  his  tastes  were  always  simple,  and  he  had  no  care 
for  ostentation. 

With  boyish  enthusiasm  he  enjoyed  every  detail  of  farm  life,  and 
loved  nothing  better  than  to  watch  the  growth  of  the  trees  he  himself 
had  planted.  His  love  of  animals  at  one  time  amounted  almost  to  a 
passion. 

Mrs.  Grossmann  says  that  she  has  often  been  asked  what 
was  her  father's  favorite  character.  The  question  was  a 
difficult  one  for  him  to  answer.     He  was,  she  says  : 

Undoubtedly  more  in  sympathy  with  the  character  of  Hamlet, 
which  was  generally  accepted  as  his  masterpiece  ;  but  I  have  heard 
him  say  that  it  was  not  the  character  he  most  enjoyed  acting.  Hamlet 
being  largely  in  monotone,  I  think  he  found  a  certain  relief  in  more 
robust  parts. 

To  illustrate  his  self-possession  in  moments  of  danger, 
Mrs.  Grossmann  relates  this  anecdote  : 

Many  years  ago,  he  was  fulfilling  an  engagement  in  Chicago. 
During  the  prison-scene  in  "  Richard  the  Second,"  the  report  of  a 
pistol  rang  out  from  the  theatre  gallery,  and  in  the  excitement  my 
father  stepped  to  the  footlights  and  quietly  pointed  out  a  man  who, 
with  pistol  aimed,  was  about  to  fire  again  directly  at  the  stage.  My 
father  had  heard,  or  rather  felt,  the  first  bullet  whiz  above  his  head, 
and  instinctively  knew  it  was  intended  for  himself,  but  with  un- 
daunted courage  he  continued  his  part,  after  first  withdrawing  be- 
hind the  scenes  for  a  moment  to  soothe  his  anxious  wife.  I  saw  him 
on  the  following  day,  and  he  appeared  perfectly  calm  and  even,  and 
defended  from  all  blame  the  poor  lunatic  who  had  so  nearly  ended 
his  career.  The  bullet  was  found  lodged  in  the  canvas  of  a  scene 
only  a  few  inches  above  my  father's  head.  This  ghastly  souvenir  he 
had  mounted  in  a  gold  cartridge,  and  had  engraved  thereon  his  own 
humorous  thought,  "  To  Edwin  Booth  from  Mark  Gray  "  (the  name 
of  the  would-be  assassin).     This  memento  is  now  in  my  possession. 

Another  side  of  his  character  is  shown  in  this  incident : 
He  and  his  old-time  comrade,  Mr.  David  Anderson,  when  to- 
gether in  Australia,  often  in  the  heat  of  noon  took  their  dolce  far 
niente  beneath  the  shade  of  cocoanut-trees.  While  musing  thus  one 
day,  my  father  remarked  to  his  friend,  as  he  gazed  at  the  huge 
cocoanuts  above  them  :  "What  if  one  should  fall,  and  strike  us  on 
the  head,  and  kill  us?"  His  friend,  undisturbed,  laughingly  re- 
plied that  such  a  fate  was  not  likely,  as  the  fruit  was  yet  green  ;  but 
father  instantly  changed  his  position,  and  no  sooner  had  he  done  so 


than  a  large  nut  fell  exactly  over  the  spot  where  he  had  previously 
been  sitting.  Throughout  his  life  he  had  many  similar  strange  pre- 
monitions of  danger,  and,  like  Napoleon,  he  had  faith  in  his  "  star." 
On  the  point  of  Hamlet's  real  or  assumed  madness,  Mrs. 
Grossmann  says  : 

"  I  essentially  am  not  in  madness, 
But  mad  in  craft." 
Herein  is  expressed  my  father's  solution  of  the  "  Hamlet  mystery," 
and  I  can  not  understand  how  any  one  who  has  witnessed  his  per- 
formances of  that  character  could  question  for  a  moment  his  true 
intention  in  portraying  the  r61e.  Yet  the  question  as  to  Hamlet's  real 
or  assumed  madness  he  had  to  answer  many  times. 

Mr.  Booth's  earlier  letters  to  his  daughter  cover  a  period 
of  some  seven  years,  and  were  written  chiefly  during  her 
absence  at  a  convent  school.  They  were  written  from  all 
parts  of  the  country.  No  matter  how  trying  the  conditions, 
he  never  failed  to  send  his  weekly  letter.  Mrs.  Grossmann 
has  abstained  from  publishing  more  than  a  small  fraction  of 
his  entire  correspondence,  and  offers  only  such  as  she  thinks 
will  prove  of  special  interest  and  value  to  the  public  eye. 
She  says  : 

It  appears  to  me,  on  re-reading  many  of  these  letters  after  the 
lapse  of  years,  that  they  present  a  side  of  my  father's  temperament 
and  disposition  hitherto  concealed  from  his  friends  as  well  as  the  gen- 
eral public.  They  reveal  a  depth  of  soul,  a  firmness  of  purpose,  a 
high  resolve  to  battle  against  life's  struggles  which  make  it  incumbent 
upon  me  to  publish  them.  They  constitute,  indeed,  a  better  and 
more  complete  autobiography  than  that  which  in  the  past  I  have  so 
often  urged  upon  him  to  write.  I  fear  his  innate  modesty  and  re- 
luctance to  speak  of  his  own  triumphs  and  misfortunes  would  have 
severely  handicapped  him  in  such  an  undertaking.  But  his  letters  to 
me  and  to  his  many  friends  speak  of  him  as  he  was,  without  re- 
serve or  fear  of  harsh  criticism. 

Booth's  letters  to  his  little  daughter  are  marked  by  a 
gayety  that  is  quite  pathetic  when  one  considers  the  natural 
melancholy  of  the  man.  One  written  from  Philadelphia  in 
1869  is  a  fair  sample  of  his  mood  : 

My  Beloved  Daughter  :  I'll  try  my  best  to  write  plain  for  your 
special  benefit.  But  you  see  your  old  pop  is  so  very  nervous  and  full 
of  business  that  he  can't  hold  the  pen  steady  enough  to  form  the  let- 
ters correctly.  You  see  that  little  picture  in  the  corner  at  the  top  ? 
That  is  styled  a  monogram,  which  y'r  teacher  will  describe  to  you,  if 
you  ask  her  the  meaning  thereof,  better  than  I  can  do  in  the  course 
of  a  letter  of  so  much  importance  as  the  present  one.  It  is  a  com- 
bination of  my  two  initials,  E.  and  B. — I  dare  say  you  can  guess  what 
they  stand  for.  'Twould  serve  for  your  letters,  likewise,  would  it 
not  ?  ...  In  three  weeks  we  will  be  in  New  York-— that  will  be  near 
Christmas,  too — at  which  time  I  suppose  Edwina  will  be  coming  home 
for  a  holiday  to  eat  plum-pudding  with  her  little  pa  n'est  pas  f  That's 
a  French  pun,  which  your  French  teacher  must  explain — it's  too  hard 
for  me.  ...  I  am  afraid  that  I  will  not  have  time  to  see  my  daughter 
as  I  pass  through  New  York  this  time — I  have  so  many  things  to 
attend  to  ;  but  I'll  soon  be  back,  and  then  for  a  kiss.  .  .  .  Write 
good  long  letters,  and  try  to  write  them  without  the  aid  of  your 
teacher  or  any  one  ;  you  must  learn  to  compose  as  well  as  write  your 
letters,  and  you  can  do  it  very  nicely.  God  bless  you,  my  dar- 
ling !  Your  Loving  Papa. 

The  incident  which  was  so  cruelly  misrepresented  in  the 
papers,  during  Booth's  engagement  with  Salvini  in  New  York 
1  in  :  886,  is  thus  referred  to  : 

New  York,  Sunday,  1886. 
I      ...  My  engagement  here  is  ended,  and  to-morrow  I  go  to  Phila- 

'  delphia.     I  have  been  busy  all  day  settling  accounts  with  T and 

getting  my  odds  and  ends  together.    Yesterday  I  had  a  letter  from  you, 
!  and  hope  to  find  another  at  the  hotel  to-morrow  or  Tuesday.   A  blizzard 
;  raised  "  Antique  Henry"  with  business  the  last  two  nights,  and  I  am 
1  still  shivering  while  I  write.     I've  had  a  most  curious  experience  with 
1  Brutus  ("Julius   Caesar"),    with   which    I   closed   my    engagement. 
;  Having  so  recently  acted  it  (seven  times),  and  with  such  success,  I 
gave  myself  no  concern  about  it,  but  when  I  found  myself  on  the 
stage  I  could  not  recall  more  than  a  few  lines  of  my  speech  through- 
out the  play.     I  made  a  "mess"  of  it,  and  yet  I  was  in  excellent 
condition,  otherwise.     It  mortified  me  extremely,  for  I  calculated  on 
that    part  to   give   a  satisfactory   close   to    my    engagement.     The 
matinee  and  last  night's  performance  of  the  part  were  better,  but  I 
had  had  a  scare,  and  it  "  took  the  act  out  of  me."  .  .  .  There  is  a 
report  here  that  ycu  are  very  ill,  but  your  frequent  letters  assure  me 
to  the  contrary,  and  I  do  not  let  it  worry  me.  .  .  . 

New  York,  Sunday  p.  m.,  1886. 
...  I  failed  to  write  to  you  Friday  on  account  of  a  long  and  tire- 
some rehearsal  of  "  Hamlet,"  and  therefore  telegraphed  you  yester- 
day, to  let  you  know  that  I  was  well,  and  telling  you  not  to  mind  the 
scandal  published  about  me.     I  hope  you  saw  Bispham's  letter  in 

the  Tribune,  which  was  true  in  every  particular,  and  also  A "s 

kind  note  to  the  Post,  Other  papers  flew  to  my  rescue,  and  conse- 
quently I  thought  it  best  to  hold  my  tongue,  or  my  pen,  rather.  As 
for  the  vertigo,  that  is  exaggerated.  I  was  dizzy  from  the  effects  of 
dyspepsia,  and  being  jerked  up  from  the  stage  by  Salvini,  who  let 
me  go  before  I  had  regained  my  footing,  I  stumbled  on  my  heels, 
and  a  rent  in  the  carpet  laid  me  flat  on  my  back.  That  was  all  of  it. 
The  same  thing  has  happened  to  me  before — in  Hamlet  once,  in 
Romeo  once,  and  on  other  occasions.  I  am  very  weak  on  my  poor 
little  pins,  and  the  least  inequality  on  the  stage  will  make  me  totter — 
as  I  did  the  very  next  performance  in  the  "  play  scene"  of  "  Ham- 
let." 

It's  an  infamous  thing  that  one's  reputation  should  be  at  the  mercy 
of  a  set  of  scoundrels. 

At  the  end  of  this  letter  he  says  : 

To-morrow  a  meeting  of  actors,  managers,  and  artists  at  breakfast 
to  discuss  and  organize,  if  possible,  a  theatrical  club  like  the  Garrick 
of  London. 

The  result  of  this  meeting  was  the  Players'  Club,  which  was 
inaugurated  at  the  close  of  the  same  year.  On  the  first  of 
January,  1889,  the  day  after  the  inaugural,  Booth  writes  an 
account  of  the  affair  to  his  daughter.  To  read  his  letter 
you  would  imagine  that  he  was  one  of  the  guests,  and  not  the 
giver  of  the  club-house  as   well  as  the  founder  of  the  club  : 

The  Players,  16  Gramercy  Park, 
New  York,  January  1,  1889. 

Happie  New  Yeare  1  God  bless  you,  darling,  and  all  of  you  ! 
The  thought  of  your  not  being  well  alone  marred  my  full  enjoyment 
of  last  night's  delightful  success — the  culmination  of  my  professional 
hopes.  I  can  not  describe  the  universal  joy  that  pervaded  all  hearts 
present,  the  sympathy  expressed,  and  the  entire  success  of  every- 
thing— except  my  speech.  I  broke  down  toward  the  close  of  it,  but 
it  passed  off  with  iclat.  Everything  else  was  perfect — the  clock, 
with  deep,  cathedral  tones,  tolled  twelve  in  the  midst  of  Barrett's 
reading  of  your  blessed  letter — just  in  time,  as  though  it  had  been 
prearranged.  White,  the  architect,  went  into  ecstasies  at  the  success 
of  everything,  and  exclaimed  :  "  Even  the  log  burned  without  smok- 
ing," which  we  feared  it  would  not  do  in  the  new  chimney. 

I  suspected  that  Barrett  had  a  poem  to  read,  but  the  dear  letter 
was  a  happy  surprise,  and  the  wreath  and  your  apt  quotation  on  the 
card  were  delightful.  You  got  as  much  applause  as  I  did.  I  wired 
Dr.  Parsons  of  his  success.  Several  were  here  from  Boston.  Harry 
Burnett  and  Mr.  Wendell,  Fairchild,  and  others  were  prevented 
from  coming  ;  so  was  Furness,  so  was  Jefferson,  but  all  sent  mes- 
sages. Barrett  and  I  got  to  bed  about  five  o'clock  this  A.  M., 
but  got  little  sleep  ;  we  both  feel  wretched  in  consequence.  The 
papers  are  full  of  it,  but  I've  not  had  a  chance  to  read  them  yet. 
Since  I  rose  at  one  o'clock,  I've  been  busy  packing  my  things  at  the 
hotel  to  bring  here,  as  we  both  concluded  to  pass  the  balance  of  the 
week  "  at  home."  When  we  get  well  set,  we  will  have  a  ladies'  day 
for  you.     My  head  is  now  in  a  whirl,  of  course.     Old  Mr.  Connor 


and  Murdock,  with  other  old  actors,  were  present.  Judge  Daly  just 
interrupted  me  ;  sends  his  love,  and  has  ordered  his  lunch.  Several 
of  the  best  men  of  New  York  are  here,  and  it  will  no  doubt  be  the 
rendezvous  of  the  choicest.  Some  are  in  the  library  reading,  and  it 
really  seems  as  if  we  had  been  going  for  years  instead  of  one  day. 
All  the  exclusive  neighbors  in  this  most  conservative  quarter  are 
pleased  instead  of  offended  by  the  innovation  of  a  club-house  in  the 
midst  of  their  respective  mansions,  as  they  were  at  first.  All  be- 
lieve, as  I  do,  that  this  will  be  of  more  real  benefit  to  the  actor  than 
anything  ever  done  in  the  world.  .  .  .  Only  old  distinguished  actors 
are  "on  the  free  list."  .  .  .  The  list  is  overfull,  and  we  must  go 
slowly  now,  lest  we  exclude  the  actors  we  want. 

In  1S90,  Booth  expresses  gratification  that  age  had  not 
rendered  his  work  "stale  and  tiresome,"  as  is  "usually  the 
case  with  actors,  especially  tragedians,  at  my  time."  Then 
he  adds  : 

Nothing  of  fame  or  fortune  can  compensate  for  the  spiritual  suffer- 
ing that  one  possessing  such  qualities  has  to  endure.  To  pass  life  in 
a  sort  of  dream,  where  "  nothing  is  but  what  is  not,"  a  loneliness  in 
the  very  midst  of  a  constant  crowd,  as  it  were,  is  not  a  desirable  con- 
dition of  existence,  especially  when  the  body  also  has  to  share  the 
"  penalty  of  greatness,"  as  it  is  termed.  Bosh!  I'd  rather  be  an 
obscure  farmer,  a  hayseeder  from  Wayback,  or  a  cabinet-maker,  as 
my  father  advised,  than  the  most  distinguished  man  on  earth.  But 
nature  cast  me  for  the  part  she  found  me  best  fitted  for,  and  I  have 
to  play  it,  and  must  play  it  till  the  curtain  falls.  But  you  must  not 
think  me  sad  about  it.     No  ;  I  am  used  to  it,  and  am  contented. 

In  reply  to  a  letter  from  his  daughter,  expressing  her 
grief  at  something  she  had  seen  about  him  in  the  papers, 
Booth  replies  : 

The  public  man  (or  woman)  must  bear  the  scorn  and  stand  un- 
shaken by  it  as  I  have  done.  As  in  Burton's  case,  I  felt  keenly  the 
effects  of  these  filthy  attacks  solely  on  your  account,  and  I  have 
hoped  that  you  would  be  advised  by  me  not  to  see  or  hear  them.  1 
have  long  since  ceased  to  read  "  theatrical  news,"  and  have  suc- 
ceeded in  letting  my  "  dear  friends  "  know  that  I  avoid  such  rot  and 
that  it  is  brutal  to  mention  it  to  me.  I  repeat  to  them  the  remark 
Howells  made  to  Aldrich,  when  Aldrich  asked  him  if  he  had  heard 
of  some  abuse  of  his  (Howells's)  writings  :  "  Do  you  suppose  that  I 
have  no  bosom  friends  ?  " 

Now  that  seems  like  a  cruel  blow  at  you,  daughter,  but  it  is  not 
meant  as  such.  To  be  frank,  my  child,  I  know  nothing  of  the 
article  which  caused  you  so  much  trouble,  nor  have  I  yet  seen  or 
even  heard  of  it  except  from  your  letter.  It  must  have  been  very  bad 
to  affect  you  so,  yet  I  have  not  allowed  myself  to  read  it,  nor  has  any 
one  told  me  of  it.  I  wish  that  you  would  studiously  avoid  all  the- 
atrical references  in  the  papers. 

In  answer  to  a  letter  of  inquiry  about  his  brother,  John 
Wilkes,  he  wrote  in  July,  188 1  : 

Windsor  Hotel,  July  28,  1881. 

To  Nahum  Capen — Dear  Sir:  I  can  give  you  very  little  informa- 
tion regarding  my  brother  John.  I  seldom  saw  him  since  his  early 
boyhood  in  Baltimore.  He  was  a  rattle-pated  fellow,  filled  with 
Quixotic  notions.  While  at  the  farm  in  Maryland,  he  would  charge 
on  horseback  through  the  woods,  spouting  heroic  speeches,  with  a 
lance  in  his  hand,  a  relic  of  the  Mexican  War  given  to  father  by  some 
soldier  who  had  served  under  Taylor.  We  regarded  him  as  a  good- 
hearted,  harmless,  though  wild-brained  boy,  and  used  to  laugh  at  his 
patriotic  froth  whenever  secession  was  discussed.  That  he  was  in- 
sane on  that  one  point  no  one  who  knew  him  well  can  doubt.  When  I 
told  him  that  I  had  voted  for  Lincoln's  reelection,  he  expressed  deep 
regret  and  declared  his  belief  that  Lincoln  would  be  made  king  of 
America,  and  this,  I  believe,  drove  him  beyond  the  limits  of  reason. 
I  asked  him  once  why  he  did  not  join  the  Confederate  army,  to 
which  he  replied  :  "  I  promised  mother  I  would  keep  out  of  the 
quarrel,  if  possible,  and  I  am  sorry  that  I  said  so."  Knowing  my 
sentiments,  he  avoided  me,  rarely  visiting  my  house  except  to  see 
his  mother,  when  political  subjects  were  not  touched  upon,  at 
least  in  my  presence.  He  was  of  a  gentle,  loving  disposition, 
very  boyish  and  full  of  fun — his  mother's  darling — and  his  deed  and 
death  crushed  her  spirit.  He  possessed  rare  dramatic  talent,  and 
would  have  made  a  brilliant  mark  in  the  theatrical  world.  This  is 
positively  all  I  know  about  him,  having  left  him  a  mere  school-boy 
when  I  went  with  my  father  to  California  in  1852.  On  my  return  in 
1856,  we  were  separated  by  professional  engagements,  which  kept 
him  mostly  in  the  South,  while  I  was  employed  in  the  Eastern  and 
Northern  States. 

I  do  not  believe  any  of  the  wild,  romantic  stories  published  in  the 
papers  concerning  him  ;  but,  of  course,  he  may  have  been  engaged 
in  political  matters  of  which  I  knew  nothing.  All  his  theatrical 
friends  speak  of  him  as  a  poor,  crazy  boy,  and  such  his  family  think 
of  him. 

I  am  sorry  I  can  afford  you  no  further  light  on  the  subject. 

Very  truly  yours,  Edwin*  Booth. 

We  shall  conclude  these  extracts  with  one  of  a  local  inter- 
est, it  being  a  letter  written  to  Dr.  Furness  : 

San  Francisco,  March  13  (Midnight),  1887. 

Dear  H.  H.  F.:  Ages  ago — from  Memphis,  I  think — I  sent  you  a 
marked  prompt-book  of  "  Merchant  of  Venice,"  together  with  a 
learned  lecture  on  the  character  of  Shylock.  Did  you  get  it,  and  was 
it  of  any  use  ?  I  suspect  not.  I  have  just  returned  from  a  visit  to 
two  Chinese  theatres,  where  I  hoped  for  a  solution  of  the  Hamlet 
j  problem — or,  at  least,  to  gather  points  for  my  next  attempt  at  that 
knotty  part.  But  the  Pee-kee-wee-kins  failed  to  elucidate,  and  I  am 
still  in  the  mist.  They  were,  however,  quite  as  clear  as  many  of  that 
dismal  gent's  critics  are.  Now,  don't  wince  ;  your  withers  are  un- 
wrung.  Some  years  ago  I  passed  several  days  and  nights  in  a  lunatic 
asylum — as  a  guest  only — of  my  old  friend,  Doctor  K ,  and  eccen- 
tric as  the  gabble  and  antics  of  the  patients  were,  they  afforded  me 
more  edification  than  did  these  playfellows  of  mine  give  me  this 
night.  First  the  tragedy  theatre,  then  to  the  comedy  house.  I  could 
not  decide  which  was  the  more  doleful  and  ludicrous.  The  noise  and 
stench  of  both  were  barbaric  in  the  extreme,  but  their  costumes  were 
gorgeous.  I  and  my  party  mingled  with  the  actors  on  the  stage,  and 
smoked  (as  did  the  large  audience)  while  the  play  was  in  progress. 
From  the  stages  of  each  theatre  we  went  beiow,  to  cellar  under 
cellar,  and  entered  their  opium-dens,  kitchens  (which,  strange  to  say, 
were  clean),  and  I  was  amazed  to  see  the  filth  and  the  mere  closets, 
with  no  ventilation,  in  which  these  animals  lived.  No  women,  except 
the  family  of  half  a  dozen,  which  occupied  a  side-box  of  the  one 
tier  above  the  pit.     Then  to  several  gambling- holes. 

I  shall  smell  of  opium  and  horrid  odors  till  I  get  rid  of  my  clothes  ; 
't  will  require  more  than  an  ounce  of  civet  to  sweeten  my  imagina- 
tion. I  "  topped  off"  my  night's  debauch  with  some  delicious  tea  in 
a  respectable  and  finely  decorated  Chinese  restaurant,  where  some 
fine  heads  and  handsome  faces  greeted  us  politely,  while  we  boor- 
ishly gaped  at  several  groups  at  dinner. 

How  would  we  like  a  set  of  foreigners  to  intrude  thus  on  our 
privacy?  I  mentally  d — d  myself  the  while,  and  doubtless  our  vic- 
tims cursed  us  aloud  during  our  visit  ;  they  certainly  were  very  ani- 
mated in  conversation,  but  smiled  graciously.  No  more  Chinamen 
in  mine,  1  thankee. 

I  thought  it  my  bounden  duty  to  see  my  brethren  of  the  sock  and 
buskin  at  their  work,  and  am  quite  satisfied  that  they  do  these  things 
better  in  France  and  elsewhere  :  at  the  Baldwin  Theatre,  for  ex- 
ample, where  my  horde  of  mummers  disport  to  the  detriment 
of  William  the  Shaxper. 

The  book  is  a  beautiful  tribute  to  a  man  of  beautiful  char- 
acter, and  it  is  paid  in  a  most  delicate  manner  by  letting  us 
see  the  man  as  he  was  in  his  private  life,  in  his  family,  and 
among  his  friends.  "  I  admire  his  noble  manhood  even 
more  ardently  than  I  cherished  his  genius,"  says  his  daugh- 
ter. And  every  reader  of  these  letters  will  share  her 
opinion. 

Published  by  the  Century  Company,  New  York  : 


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THE 


A  RG  O  N  AUT, 


November  26,  1894. 


LADY    MARGARET'S    ANKLES. 

Our   Correspondent   writes   of  the    Skirt-Dancing    Fad   at  English 

Country-House  Parties— A   Peer's  Daughter  as  a    High 

Kicker— What  the  Men  and  Women  Think  of  It. 

Lady  Frederick  Bruce  is  making-  a  strenuous  movement 
against  skirt-dancing.  Of  course  I  mean  skirt-dancing  in 
society.  Outside  that,  nobody  cares  very  much  what  takes 
place,  now  less  than  ever,  since  the  Empire  business  has 
made  it  so  hot  for  Mrs.  Ormiston  Chant.  Lady  Frederick 
is  a  sincere  and  able  worker  in  the  field  of  morality,  and  is 
one  of  the  shining  lights  of  a  society  called  the  "  Mothers' 
Union,"  which  consists  of  mothers  drawn  from  all  classes 
of  life.  The  upper-class  wing  of  the  association  has  an 
organ  of  its  own  called  Mothers  in  Council,  and  it  is 
edited  by  no  less  a  personage  than  Charlotte  M.  Yonge,  the 
eminent  novelist.  Lady  Frederick  Bruce  is  an  aunt,  by-the-bye, 
of  the  Marquis  of  Ailesbury,  and  was  the  aunt  of  the  last 
bearer  of  the  title  who  distinguished  himself  more  especially 
as  Lord  Savernake,  and  married  the  notorious  Dolly  Tester. 
He  was  an  out-and-out  blackguard,  the  last  man,  and  I  have 
been  told  by  people  who  know  the  Bruces  well  that  Dolly 
was  altogether  too  good  for  him.  Well,  Lady  Frederick  is 
making  a  stir.  She  is  a  short,  stout  woman,  commonplace- 
looking,  and  much  resembles  an  ideal  cook  out  for  a 
holiday.  But  she  is  clever,  observant,  fearless,  a  graphic 
writer,  and  a  ready  and  fluent  speaker.  The  meetings  of 
the  "  Mothers,"  wherever  they  may  be  held,  are  always  a 
success  if  Lady  Frederick  speaks  at  them. 

This  subject  of  skirt-dancing  is  one  that  some  mothers 
are  taking  up  in  the  same  spirit  as  Lady  Frederick,  but  I 
am  afraid  that  the  majority  of  them,  with  marriageable 
daughters,  rather  shut  their  eyes  to  the  immodest  part  of  the 
business. 

"  How  can  a  girl  be  reproved  for  indelicate  gestures,"  I 
heard  one  high-born  mother  say  the  other  day,  "  when  her 
dancing-mistress  tells  her  it  is  absolutely  necessary  that  she 
should  be  able  to  place  her  foot  on  the  mantle-shelf?" 

"  Yes,  I  daresay  you're  right,"  was  the  reply  "of  the  easy- 
going mother  to  whom  the  remark  was  addressed  ;  "  but 
how  can  you  prevent  it  ?  My  girls  might  as  well  never  go 
out  at  all  if  they  didn't  know  skirt-dancing." 

And  now  let  me  relate  of  an  experience  of  my  own.  A 
few  weeks  ago,  I  was  one  of  a  house-party  at  a  country 
place  in  one  of  the  midland  shires.  During  the  sunlit  hours 
— although  what  was  actually  lit  by  the  sun  was  the  upper 
side  of  the  heavy  clouds  which  continuously  hung  overhead, 
whether  discharging  rain-drops  or  not — pheasant  and  par- 
tridge-shooting, with  an  occasional  morning's  cub-hunting, 
filled  up  the  time,  and  one  saw  little  or  nothing  of  the  ladies. 
But  at  night — well,  one  certainly  saw  more  of  them  then,  in 
one  sense  than  had  been  one's  wont. 

Time  was,  and  not  so  very  long  ago,  either,  when  the 
usual  evening's  amusement  at  an  English  country-house  con- 
sisted of  music.  Now  "music,"  in  the  British  acceptation 
of  the  term,  especially  as  it  is  employed  at  a  country-house 
when  there  is  a  house-party  in  residence,  has  a  meaning  of 
its  own.  It  does  not  really  mean  music  in  its  true  sense  as 
a  science  of  harmonic  sounds.  Generally  speaking,  neither 
science  nor  harmony  cuts  any  figure  or  has  any  place. 
Every  Englishman  and  Englishwoman  plays  or  sings — gen- 
erally both.  At  all  events,  those  who  commonly  form  the 
house-parties  at  country-houses  during  the  winter  do.  Most 
of  them  play — chiefly  the  fiddle  or  'cello  in  these  days — but 
all  of  them  sing.  It  does  not  in  the  least  signify  whether 
they  have  any  voice  or  not,  they  sing,  all  the  same.  At  any 
rate,  they  used  to.  As  soon  as  the  gentlemen  joined  the 
ladies  in  the  drawing-room  after  dinner,  almost  immediately 
the  lady  of  the  house  was  heard  to  remark:  "Sha'n't  we 
have  some  music?  "  This  was  addressed  to  no  one  in  par- 
ticular, but  every  one  who  played  or  sang  took  it  as  a  per- 
sonal request.  Every  one  who  has  stayed  at  an  English 
country-house  knows  what  follows  when  the  lady  of  the 
house  says  this.  Oh,  the  banging  and  fumbling  on  the  piano- 
forte, the  scrapings  and  gratings  of  the  violins,  and  the 
varied  series  of  vocal  sounds  ! 

But,  as  I  say,  this  is  what  used  to  be.  Certainly,  when  I 
came  into  the  drawing-room  with  the  other  men  after  dinner, 
the  first  night  of  my  visit  at  Sternfold  Park,  I  thought  it  was 
but  a  question  of  time  when  I  should  hear  Lady  Torrington 
ask  the  time-honored  question  :  "  Sha'nt  we  have  some 
music  ? "  But  not  a  bit  of  it.  We  were  to  have  some 
music,  it  is  true,  for  there  was  the  grand  Erard  pianoforte 
standing  open,  but  not  the  sort  of  music  one  was  wont  to 
hear.  We  had  been  seated  about  five  minutes,  and  I  was 
beginning  to  hope  we  were  to  be  let  off,  when  I  heard  Lady 
Torrington  say  :  "  Now,  Lady  Margaret,  won't  you  show 
us  one  of  your  pretty  dances  ?  "  It  took  me  a  few  seconds 
to  comprehend  what  was  intended  ;  but  when  I  heard  Lady 
Margaret  answer:  "Certainly,  with  pleasure,  if  some  one 
will  play  for  me,"  as  she  arose  and  walked  to  the  centre  of 
the  large  room,  and  there  stood  waiting,  it  suddenly  dawned 
upon  me  that  we  were  to  be  treated  to  a  skirt-dance.  In- 
deed a  young  lady,  to  whom  I  had  been  talking  at  the  mo- 
ment, exclaimed  : 

"  How  awfully  jolly  !     Have  you  ever  seen  her?" 
I  regretfully  answered  I  had  not. 
"Fancy  !     Then  you  have  a  treat  in  store  for  you." 
Lady  Margaret  is  the  daughter  of  one  of  the  oldest  earls 
in  the  peerage.     A  handsome  girl,  tall  and  straight,  with  a 
perfect  figure  and  softly  rounded   arms  and  bust.      In  short, 
the  sort  of  looking  girl  you  would  think  a  sculptor  might 
well  choose  for  a  model.     She  could  not  have  been  over 
twenty,  and  innocence  seemed  to  slumber  in  the  pure  depths 
of  her  dark-violet  eyes. 

When  I  looked  again,  another  young  lady  had  seated  her- 
self at  the  piano  and  begun  to  play.  The  opening  bars  were 
of  a  soft  and  dreamy  sort  of  air,  slow  and  faint.  Already 
Lady  Margaret  had  begun  to  dance.  So  slowly,  however,  as 
if  with  a  sort  of  sliding,  skating  motion  that  you  could  not 
discover  the  point  even  of  a  foot  beneath  her  long  black  silk 


skirt,  which  reached  to  the  floor  in  front  and  trailed  behind 
in  a  train.  Gradually  her  movements  quickened,  as  the 
music  did,  her  body  swayed  gently  from  side  to  side,  her 
arms  in  graceful  motion  describing  varied  lines  of  beauty  in 
timeful  measure  withal.  First  her  finger-tips  met  above  her 
head  and  then  dropped  to  her  sides,  where  they  deftly 
gathered  her  skirts  upwards,  displaying  her  small  patent- 
leather  pumps  and  black  silk  stockings  just  above  the  instep. 
Then  the  frill  of  a  lace-bordered  petticoat  came  into  view. 
This  in  turn  was  gradually — almost  imperceptively — raised, 
to  give  freer  play  to  her  lower  limbs,  which  were  now  in- 
dulging in  a  series  of  little  pointed  kicks.  All  the  time  the 
girl  was  dancing  a  sort  of  sliding  waltz  step — when  she  was 
not  kicking.  Her  pace  quickened  each  second,  the  kicks 
became  more  frequent  and  higher  from  the  floor.  By  this 
time  the  front  of  her  petticoat  had  been  lifted  half  way  to 
her  knees,  the  back  breadths  still  trailing  behind  and  mak- 
ing a  white  background  for  the  black  silk  hosiery,  whose 
every  movement  was  thus  depicted  in  striking  relief.  An 
inch  or  two  higher  stole  the  petticoat  in  front,  the  black  legs 
gyrated,  and  kicked,  and  pirouetted,  while  the  people  held 
their  breath.  You  had  hardly  time  to  wonder  what  was 
coming  next,  when  there  was  an  upward  kick,  quick  as  the 
lightning's  flash,  which  must  have  topped  five  feet  in  the 
perpendicular,  and  left  a  dim  impression  of  two  lines  of  de- 
scending drapery,  which  as  quickly  became  horizontal  again. 
In  an  instant  the  vision  was  gone,  the  music  had  stopped, 
and  Lady  Margaret,  her  skirts  again  dropped  to  their  wonted 
position,  was  courtesying  her  acknowledgments  to  the  ap- 
plause which  greeted  her  on  all  sides. 

"  Bravo  ! "  "  Capital !  "  "  Awfully  jolly  !  "  shouted  the 
men,  with  an  occasional  "  Encore  !  "  while  the  women  smiled 
and  clapped  their  hands. 

"  How  very  clever  of  you,  my  dear,"  croaked  an  old  lady 

as  Lady  Margaret  came  toward  her.     "  You're  as  good  as 

Taglione  or  El  Cerito,  and  I've  seen  both,  I  can  tell  you." 

"Thanks    awfully,"    panted    Lady    Margaret.      "  Mme. 

Verdier,  my  teacher,  says  I'm  not  bad." 

"  Bad,  my  dear  ?  Why,  it's  quite  wonderful  how  you 
manage  with  all  those  petticoats.  Taglione  and  Cerito,  you 
know,  didn't  have  any." 

"  How  very  shocking  !  "  exclaimed  Lady  Margaret. 
I  confess  to  having  felt  a  good  deal  of  disgust  for  this  old 
lady  at  first ;  but  it  was  plain  that  she  was  only  indulging  in 
a  bit  of  quiet  sarcasm. 

After  that,  there  were  two  more  skirt-dances  by  two  other 
girls.  But  while  the  display  of  limbs  and  underclothing 
(which  latter  appears  to  be  the  chief  point  of  these  dances) 
was  quite  as  ample,  they  fell  rather  flat  after  Lady  Margaret. 
"  Yes,  both  my  girls  dance,"  the  mother  of  one  of  these 
other  young  ladies  said  to  me. 

"  Then  you  really  approve  of  it  ?  "  I  asked. 
"Why  not?     It  won't  do  to  be  over  particular  in  these 
days.     Girls  have   to  go  with  the  times    if   they  want  to 
marry.     I  don't  mind  telling  a  sedate,  middle-aged  man  like 
yourself   that  more  girls  who  dance  skirt-dances  get  hus- 
bands than  girls  who  don't.     Why  is  that  ?  " 
"  Why,  indeed  ?  "  I  thought  my  safest  reply. 
London,  November  3,  1894.  Cockaigne. 


English  heads  the  list  of  the  European  languages  spoken 
in  the  world,  with  1 10,000,000  persons  who  use  it.  Of 
these,  58,000,000 — more  than  half — live  in  the  United 
States,  while  38,500,000  only  live  in  the  British  Isles. 
Only  eighty  years  earlier — in  1801 — the  total  number  of 
English-speaking  persons  in  the  world  was  20,500,000. 
Those  speaking  French  have  increased  in  that  time  from 
31,500,000  to  51,000,000,  those  German  from  30,000,000  to 
75,000,000,  Russian  the  same,  Spanish  from  26,000,000  to 
43,000,000,  Italian  from  15,000,000  to  33,000,000,  and 
Portuguese  from  7,500,000  to  13,000,000.  Out  of  the 
51,000,000  speakers  of  French,  45,000,000  live  in  Europe  ; 
of  the  75,000,000  Germans,  though  7,000,000  live  in  the 
United  States,  there  is  only  another  half-million  to  be  found 
outside  of  Europe  ;  while  of  the  43,000,000  speakers  of 
Spanish,  25,500,000  live  in  non-European  countries. 


In  the  recently  published  memoirs  of  General  Thiebault, 
one  of  Napoleon's  officers,  he  says  of  the  then  newly 
crowned  Empress  Josephine:  "She  remained  for  me  the 
former  mistress  of  Barras,  who  had  procured  for  Bona- 
parte the  command  of  the  army  of  Italy  ;  the  woman  who, 
for  a  bribe  of  five  hundred  thousand  francs,  had  given  the 
contract  for  the  army  of  Italy  to  the  abominable  Flachat 
Company,  whose  bold  robberies  caused  the  horrible  dis- 
tress and  famine  of  our  troops  during  the  siege  of  Genoa, 
and  forced  Masse*na  to  make  terms  with  Melas." 


Victor  Hugo's  coffin  in  the  Pantheon,  in  Paris,  still  rests 
on  the  temporary  trestles  upon  which  it  was  set  on  the  day 
of  his  funeral  nearly  ten  years  ago.  Nothing  has  been  done 
toward  preparing  the  tomb  in  which  it  is  to  lie,  or  toward 
erecting  a  monument  over  it.  At  the  time  of  his  death,  it 
was  proposed  to  raise  a  great  national  subscription  for  that 
purpose,  but  nothing  has  been  accomplished. 


Sir  Walter  Scott  wrote  one  play  of  which  even  scholars 
know  nothing.  It  was  entitled  "The  House  of  Aspen,"  and, 
although  a  good  acting  play,  he  had  such  a  horror  of  having 
his  name  associated  with  the  stage  that  he  would  not  have 
the  play  published,  nor  permit  it  to  be  played. 


Marriage  portions  after  twenty  years'  service  is  what  the 
female  telegraph  operators  in  England  now  ask  of  the  post- 
master-general.    They  will  all  be  forty  or  over  then. 


Aluminum  drums  are  now  used  by  Austrian  regimental 
bands.  They  are  much  lighter  than  the  brass  drums  and 
have  a  more  melodious  tone. 


EDITORIAL    NOTES. 


In  the  midst  of  the  general  rejoicing  over  the  Republican 
sweep  of  the  Lower  House  of  Congress,  it  is  well  for  Re- 
publicans to  remember  that  all  the  Northern  States  except 
California  and  Nebraska  have  elected  Republican  governors 
and  Republican  legislatures. 

Levi  P.  Morton,  the  newly  elected  governor  of  New 
York,  is  too  well  known  to  discuss.  He  has  been  member 
of  Congress,  minister  to  France,  and  Vice-President  of  the 
Linked  States.  He  beat  Hill  150,000  votes  in  the  State, 
and  came  within  2,500  votes  of  carrying  New  York  city. 

In  Connecticut,  the  Republicans  have  elected  as  governor 
M.  O.  Vincent  Coffin,  formerly  mayor  of  Middletown,  and 
ex-State  senator.  He  is  a  manufacturer.  Both  houses  of 
the  State  legislature  are  Republican. 

In  Pennsylvania,  the  Republicans  have  elected  for  gov- 
ernor General  Daniel  Hartman  Hastings,  by  about  240,000 
majority.  He  is  a  native  of  Pennsylvania,  forty-six  years  of 
age. 

In  Massachusetts,  the  Republicans  have  elected  as  gov- 
ernor Mr.  Frederic  T.  Greenhalge,  who  ran  against  his 
opponent  of  a  year  ago,  Mr.  John  E.  Russell,  beating  him 
by  10,000  votes  more  than  he  did  last  year. 

In  New  Hampshire,  the  Republicans  have  elected  as 
governor  Mr.  Charles  A.  Busiel. 

In  Delaware,  the  Republicans  have  elected  for  governor 
Mr.  Joshua  A.  Marvil.  He  is  a  native  of  Delaware,  a 
manufacturer,  sixty-nine  years  of  age,  and  has  never  held 
office  before.  The  legislature  is  Republican  also,  which 
assures  a  Republican  successor  to  Senator  Higgins. 

In  Wisconsin,  the  Republicans  have  elected  as  governor 
Major  W.  H.  Upham  and  the  whole  Republican  ticket.  The 
Democratic  candidate  was  the  present  incumbent,  George 
W.  Peck,  the  author  of  "Peck's  Bad  Boy."  He  was  elected 
by  the  Democrats  as  a  joke.  He  was  rather  a  bad  joke, 
however,  and  this  time  the  people  decided  that  he  was  a 
chestnut. 

In  Michigan,  the  Republicans  have  elected  as  governor 
John  T.  Rich,  the  present  incumbent,  defeating  Mr.  Spencer 
O.  Fisher,  the  Democratic  candidate,  by  over  80,000  votes. 
The  legislature,  which  is  to  elect  two  senators,  is  almost  en- 
tirely Republican. 

In  Minnesota,  the  Republicans  have  elected  as  governor 
the  present  incumbent,  Knute  Nelson,  by  a  plurality  of 
50,000.  Mr.  Nelson  is  a  Scandinavian,  who  came  to  this 
country  in  early  life.  The  legislature  is  Republican  by  92 
votes  over  Democrats  and  Populists  combined. 

In  South  Dakota,  the  Republicans  have  elected  as  gov- 
ernor Mr.  C.  H.  Sheldin.    The  State  legislature  is  Republican. 

In  North  Dakota,  the  Republicans  have  elected  as  gov- 
ernor Mr.  Roger  Allin  by  12,000  plurality.  The  legislature 
is  strongly  Republican. 

In  Idaho,  the  Republicans  have  elected  as  governor  Mr. 
W.  J.  McConnell.  The  legislature  will  have  a  Republican 
majority  of  20  on  joint  ballot,  assuring  the  election  of 
Senator  Shoup. 

In  Nebraska,  as  in  California,  the  Republican  State  ticket, 
with  the  exception  of  the  candidate  for  governor,  was  elected. 
"Tom"  Majors,  the  Republican  candidate  for  governor,  was 
defeated  by  Republicans  abstaining  from  voting,  as  Mr. 
Estee  was  here.  Mr.  Silas  A.  Holcomb  was  elected  gov- 
ernor on  a  fusion  ticket  of  Democrats  and  Populists.  Mr. 
Holcomb,  who  has  always  been  a  Democrat,  is  a  lawyer. 

In  Kansas,  the  Republicans  have  elected  Major  Edmund 
N.  Morrill  governor  over  Llewelling,  the  Populist  crank 
who  is  the  present  incumbent.  Major  Morrill  was  born  in 
1834,  and  went  to  Kansas  in  1856,  where  he  was  an  aboli- 
tionist, a  Republican,  and  a  member  of  the  Free-Soil 
legislature.  He  fought  through  the  war  with  the  Seventh 
Kansas  Cavalry,  coming  out  as  major.  He  has  been  in 
Congress  four  times,  and  has  been  a  vigorous  opponent  of 
the  Populist  craze  which  has  done  so  much  to  discredit 
Kansas. 

In  Colorado,  Davis  H.  Waite,  the  Populist  governor  who 
has  disgraced  that  State  ever  since  he  was  inaugurated,  has 
been  defeated  by  the  Republican  candidate,  Albert  W. 
Mclntire,  by  a  large  majority.  Mr.  Mclntire  is  a  native  of 
Pittsburg,  a  graduate  of  Yale  College  and  Yale  Law 
School,  a  practicing  lawyer  in  Colorado  for  fifteen  years, 
and  recently  a  judge  of  a  court  of  record. 

In  Wyoming,  the  Republicans  have  elected  as  governor 
Mr.  W.  A.  Richards.  The  legislature  has  a  Republican 
majority  on  joint  ballot,  and  will  elect  Republican  successors 
to  Senators  Warren  and  Carey. 

In  California,  the  Democrats  have  elected  for  governor 
Mr.  James  H.  Budd  by  a  plurality  of  about  1,200.  Mr. 
Budd  is  forty-three  years  old,  a  native  of  Wisconsin,  has 
served  one  term  in  Congress,  and  is  generally  known  as 
"Jim." 

In  South  Carolina,  the  Tillmanite  faction  of  the  Demo- 
crats elected  Mr.  John  Gary  Evans  governor.  He  is  thirty 
years  old,  a  graduate  of  Union  College,  a  lawyer,  and  has 
been  a  State  senator.  His  election  and  the  legislature  be- 
hind him  are  said  to  signify  the  defeat  of  General  Butler  for 
the  United  States  Senate. 

In  Texas,  the  Democrats  have  elected  as  governor  Mr. 
Charles  A.  Culberson.  He  was  born  in  Alabama  forty  years 
ago,  and  is  therefore  too  young  to  have  a  "  war  record." 
He  did  not  fight  in  the  rebellion  and  is  of  the  "  New  South." 
He  is  a  graduate  of  the  University  of  Virginia,  a  lawyer, 
and  has  served  two  terms  as  attorney-general  of  Texas. 

In  Tennessee,  the  Republicans  have  elected  as  governor 
Mr.  Henry  Clay  Evans,  defeating  the  present  incumbent, 
Judge  Peter  Tumey,  the  Democratic  candidate.  Mr.  Evans 
is  a  native  of  Pennsylvania,  fought  through  the  war  in  a 
Wisconsin  regiment,  was  mustered  out  in  1864,  and  settled 
in  Chattanooga,  where  he  has  since  remained.  He  has  been 
twice  mayor  of  his  city,  and  has  served  one  term  in  Con- 
gress. 

This  is  the  first  time  Tennessee  has  gone  Republican  for 
nearly  a  quarter  of  a  century. 


November  26,  1894. 


THE        ARGONAUT. 


LITERARY    NOTES. 


Fiction,  New  and  Old. 

"  Saint  and  Sinner  ;  or,  In  Passion's  Thraldom," 

by  Fanny  May  (Ramirez),  has  been  issued  in  the 

Sunnyside  Series   published  by  the  J.   S.   Ogilvie 

Publishing  Company,  New  York  ;  price,  30  cents. 

"  Richard  Dare's  Venture  ;  or,  Striking  Out  for 
Himself,"  by  Edward  Stratemeyer,  a  story  for  boys, 
has  been  issued  as  the  initial  volume  of  the  Bound 
to  Succeed  Series  published  by  the  Merriam  Com- 
pany, New  York  ;  price,  $1.25. 

A  new  edition  of  Kate  Douglas  Wiggin's  quaint 
.  tale,  "  Timothy's  Quest :  A  Story  for  Anybody, 
Young  or  Old,  Who  Cares  to  Read  It,"  has  been 
brought  out,  provided  with  many  artistic  illustra- 
tions, by  Oliver  Herford.  Published  by  Houghton, 
Mifflin  &  Co.,  Boston  ;  price,  $1.50. 

"  Maelcho,"  by  the  Hon.  Emily  Lawless,  is  a 
story  of  life  in  Ireland  in  the  sixteenth  century. 
The  period  and  environment  are  very  picturesque, 
and  the  personages  are  so  vividly  drawn  that  one  is 
soon  absorbed  in  the  story,  despite  its  sombre  char- 
acter. Published  by  D.  Appleton  &  Co.,  New 
York  ;  price,  $1.50. 

"The  Special  Correspondent,"  by  Jules  Verne, 
is  a  story  in  which  a  French  journalist,  a  Gascon 
with  the  expressive  name  of  Bombarnac,  is  sent  by 
his  paper,  the  Twentieth  Century,  from  the  Euro- 
pean frontier  of  Asia  to  the  capital  of  the  Celestial 
Empire  by  the  Grand  Transasiatic  Railway.  Pub- 
lished by  Lovell,  Coryell  &  Co.,  New  York. 

"Tales  from  the  ^Egean,"  a  volume  of  short 
stories  of  contemporaneous  Greek  life,  translated 
by  Leonard  Eckstein  Opdycke  from  the  original  of 
the  leading  modern  Greek  novelist,  Demetrios 
Bikelas,  and  provided  with  an  introductory  glance 
at  Bikelas's  books  by  Henry  Alonzo  Huntington, 
has  been  published  by  A.  C.  McClurg  &  Co., 
Chicago  ;  price,  $1.00. 

"Jewish  Tales"  is  the  title  of  a  volume  of  short 
stories  by  Leopold  von  Sacher  Masoch,  translated 
from  the  French  by  Harriet  Lieber  Cohen.  They 
show  the  humor  and  pathos,  the  comedy  and 
tragedy,  in  the  lives  of  the  old-fashioned  Israelites, 
with  their  Biblical  characteristics,  their  naive  super- 
stitions, romantic  legends,  and  strong  attachment  to 
the  patriarchal  life  ;  they  are  still  to  be  found  in  the 
towns  and  smaller  cities  of  the  Far  East — in  Russia, 
Turkey,  Hungary,  Galicia,  Poland,  and  even  in 
Holland  and  England.  Published  by  A.  C.  Mc- 
Clurg &  Co.,  Chicago  ;  price,  $1.00. 

"  Austin  Elliot,"  the  second  of  Henry  Kingsley's 
novels  to  be  issued  in  the  neat  and  tasteful  re- 
print put  forth  by  the  Scribners,  is  an  old-fashioned 
novel  of  life  in  the  end  of  the  past  century,  such  as 
one  reads  with  restful  pleasure  after  the  neurotic 
outpourings  of  the  recent  feminine  school  of  novel- 
ists. It  tells  an  interesting  story  of  flesh-and- 
blood  people,  and  there  is  plenty  of  wit  and  fire  in 
it.  Kingsley's  Australian  novel,  "  The  Recollections 
'  of  Geoffrey  Hamlyn,"  is  also  issued  in  the  same 
edition,  filling  two  more  volumes.  Published  by 
Charles  Scribner's  Sons,  New  York  ;  price,  $1.00 
per  volume. 

"The  God  in  the  Car"  is  Anthony  Hope's  new 
novel.  It  has  for  its  hero  a  man  who  has  a  king- 
dom in  Africa  and  has  come  to  London  to  get 
money  to  develop  it.  He  is  the  "  god  in  the  car," 
the  Juggernaut  before  whom  men  and  women  go 
down.  Gold  is  showered  upon  him  and  women 
adore  him.  Years  before,  when  a  poor  clerk,  he 
had  loved  a  girl  and  quarreled  with  her  ;  now  she, 
though  married,  loves  him  and  would  give  up 
everything  for  him,  but  his  ambition  is  stronger 
than  his  love.  It  is  an  entertaining  story,  though 
the  personages  do  not  seem  very  real  or  to  possess 
all  the  qualities  Mr.  Hope  ascribes  to  them,  and  its 
cleverness  is  not  to  be  denied,  especially  in  the  dia- 
logues, which  are  almost  as  good  as  those  of  "  The 
Dolly  Dialogues."  Published  by  D.  Appleton  & 
Co.,  New  York  ;  price,  $1.00. 

"  The  Bell-Ringer  of  Angel's  and  Other  Stories" 
is  the  latest  volume  of  Bret  Harte's  short  stories. 
Except  for  the  charm  of  novelty,  they  have  all  the 
qualities  that  began  to  make  their  author  famous  a 
quarter  of  a  century  ago,  especially  the  blending, 
with  finest  art,  of  grim  tragedy  and  quaint  humor 
that  has  been  so  attractive  a  characteristic  of  Mr. 
Harte's  novels  and  tales.  The  "  bell-ringer"  of 
Angel's  is  so  called,  not  because  of  the  labors  in 
some  Southern  California  monastery  that  the  title 
suggests,  but  because  of  his  remarkable  proficiency 
in  ringing  the  bell  that  sounds  when  a  bull's-eye  is 
hit  in  the  public  shooting-gallery  at  Angel's  Camp. 
■  The  Sheriff  of  Siskiyou "  is  another  tragi- 
comedy of  the  mines.  "  The  Mystery  of  the  Haci- 
enda "  has  its  scene  in  Southern  California.  "  Chu 
Chu  "  is  a  remarkable  story  of  a  horse  ;  and  three 
more  stories,  with  a  bit  of  personal  reminiscence 
entitled  "  My  First  Book,"  complete  the  volume. 
Published  by  Houghton,  Mifflin  &  Co.,  Boston  ; 
price,  $1.25. 

Dr.  Conan  Doyle's  batch  of  surgical  stories,  con- 
tained in  "  Round  the  Red  Lamp" — so  called  from 
the  red  lamp  that  is  the  general  practitioner's  sign 
in  England — numbers  fifteen  in  all,  and  have  a 
wide  range  in  scene,   theme,  and  manner.     "  Be- 


hind the  Times  "  is  a  pleasant  sketch  of  an  old 
physician  who  has  not  kept  abreast  of  the  times, 
and  is  therefore  regarded  with  pity  by  two  young 
men  of  the  new  school,  but  to  whom  they  both 
turn  when  themselves  afflicted  with  influenza. 
"A  Straggler  of  '15"  is  the  original  of  the  one- 
act  play,  "A  Story  of  Waterloo,"  which  Henry 
Irving  has  recently  produced,  being  the  story  of 
an  old  man,  now  in  his  second  childhood,  who  yet 
remembers  perfectly  how  he,  as  a  corporal,  drove 
a  powder-wagon  through  burning  hedges,  and  so 
saved  Wellington's  position  at  Hougoumont. 
"  The  Third  Generation"  has  for  its  hero  a  young 
fellow  who,  on  the  eve  of  his  wedding,  -discovers 
himself  to  be  the  victim  of  an  hereditary  disease. 
"  The  Case  of  Lady  Sannox  "  is  a  grewsome  tale 
of  a  husband's  diabolical  revenge  on  his  faithless 
wife  and  her  lover.  "Lot  No.  249"  has  to  do 
with  a  revived  mummy.  Published  by  D.  Appleton 
&  Co.,  New  York  ;  price,  $1.50. 


A    SHEAF    OF    TRANSLATIONS. 


The  Grave  and  the  Rose. 
The  Grave  said  to  the  Rose, 
"  What  of  the  dews  of  dawn, 

Love's  flower,  what  end  is  theirs?" 
"  And  what  of  spirits  flown, 
The  souls  whereon  doth  close 

The  tomb's  mouth  unawares?" 
The  Rose  said  to  the  Grave. 

The  Rose  said,  "  In  the  shade 
From  the  dawn's  tears  is  made 
A  perfume  faint  and  strange, 
Amber  and  honey-sweet." 
"  And  all  the  spirits  fleet 
Do  suffer  a  sky-change. 
More  strangely  than  the  dew, 
To  God's  own  angels  new," 
The  Grave  said  to  the  Rose. 
—From  tlu  French  of  Victor  Hugo  by  Andrew  Lang, 


Old  Loves. 
Louise,  have  you  forgotten  yet 

The  corner  of  the  flowery  land. 
The  ancient  garden  where  we  met, 

My  hand  that  trembled  in  your  hand  ? 
Our  lips  found  words  scarce  sweet  enough, 

As  low  beneath  the  willow-trees 
We  sat  ;  have  you  forgotten,  love? 

Do  you  remember,  love  Louise? 

Marie,  have  you  forgotten  yet 

The  loving  barter  that  we  made? 
The  rings  we  changed,  the  suns  that  set, 

The  woods  fulfilled  with  sun  and  shade  ? 
The  fountains  that  were  musical 

By  many  an  ancient  trysting-tree — 
Marie,  have  you  forgotten  all  ? 

Do  you  remember,  love  Marie? 

Christine,  do  you  remember  yet 

Your  room  with  scents  and  roses  gay? 
My  garret — near  the  sky  'twas  set — 

The  April  hours,  the  nights  of  May? 
The  clear,  calm  nights — the  stars  above 

That  whispered  they  were  fairest  seen 
Through  no  cloud-veil?     Remember,  love  ! 

Do  ,y ou  remember,  love  Christine  ? 

Louise  is  dead,  and,  well-a-day  ! 

Marie  a  sadder  path  has  ta'en  ; 
And  pale  Christine  has  passed  away 

In  southern  suns  to  bloom  again. 
Alas  !  for  one  and  all  of  us — 

Marie,  Louise,  Christine,  forget ; 
Our  bower  of  love  is  ruinous, 

And  I  alone  remember  yet. 
—Front  tfte  French  of  Hem  i  Murger  by  A  ndrew  Lang. 


Les  Taches  Jaunes. 
With  elbow  buried  in  the  downy  pillow 

I've  lain  and  read. 
All  through  the  night,  a  volume  strangely  written 

In  tongues  long  dead. 

For  at  my  bedside  lie  no  dainty  slippers  ; 

And,  save  my  own. 
Under  the  paling  lamp  I  hear  no  breathing — 

I  am  alone  ! 

But  there  yellow  bruises  on  my  body 

And  violet  stains  ; 
Though  no  white  vampire  came  with  lips  blood-crim- 
soned 

To  suck  my  veins  ! 

Now  I  bethink  me  of  a  sweet,  weird  story, 

That  in  the  dark 
Our  dead  loves  thus  with  seal  of  chilly  kisses 

Our  bodies  mark. 

Gliding  beneath  the  coverings  of  our  couches 

They  share  our  rest, 
And  with  their  dead  lips  sign  their  loving  visit 

On  arm  and  breast. 

Darksome  and  cold  the  bed  where  now  she  slumbers 

1  loved  in  vain, 
With  sweet,  soft  eyelids  closed,  to  be  re-opened 

Never  again. 

Dead  sweetheart,  can  it.  be  that  thou  has  lifted 

With  thy  frail  hand 
Thy  coffin-lid,  to  come  to  me  again 

From  Shadowland  ? 

Thou  who,  one  joyous  night,  didst,  pale  and  speech- 
less, 

Pass  from  us  all, 
Dropping  thy  silken  mask  and  gift  of  flowers 

Amidst  the  ball? 

Oh,  fondest  of  my  loves,  from  that  far  heaven 

Where  thou  must  be, 
Hast  thou  returned  to  pay  the  debt  of  kisses 

Thou  owest  me  ? 
—Front  the    French  of   Thiophile  Gauffer  by  Lafeadto 
Hearn. 


INDIVIDUALITIES. 


In  the  life  of  the  late  Dean  Buckland,  which  has 
just  appeared  in  England,  it  is  related  that  one 
time  "  he  and  a  friend,  riding  toward  London  on  a 
very  dark  night,  lost  their  way.  Buckland,  there- 
fore dismounted,  and,  taking  up  a  handfull  of 
earth,  smelled  it.  '  Uxbridge  !  '  he  exclaimed,  his 
geological  nose  telling  him  the  precise  locality." 

Edwin  Clark,  who  as  resident- engineer  had 
charge  of  the  construction  of  the  Britannia  tubular 
bridge  over  the  Menai  Straits,  has  just  died  in  Eng- 
land, aged  eighty.  He  was  the  inventor  of  the 
block  system  of  railroad  signaling  ;  he  patented 
the  hydraulic  graving  dock  and  the  hydraulic  canal 
lift,  and  was  for  many  years  the  chief-engineer  of 
the  Electric  Telegraph  Company.  He  constructed 
the  harbor  of  Callao  in  Peru,  as  well  as  other  great 
engineering  works  in  various  parts  of  the  world. 
He  was  a  brother  of  Latimer  Clark,  the  electrical 
engineer  and  constructor  of  submarine  cables. 

The  man  who  defeated  William  L.  Wilson,  of 
West  Virginia,  the  framer  of  the  tariff  bill,  is 
known  scarcely  at  all  outside  his  own  neighbor- 
hood. His  name  is  Ashton  G.  Dayton,  and  he 
lives  at  Philippi.  He  is  about  forty  years  old,  and 
is  by  profession  a  lawyer.  On  the  stump,  and  in  a 
personal  canvass  among  the  people  with  whom  he 
has  always  lived,  he  is  quite  formidable.  When 
Mr.  Wilson  was  traveling  this  summer,  and  was 
entertained  in  London,  Mr.  Dayton  was  busily  at 
work  among  the  people.  When  he  was  asked 
where  Mr.  Wilson  was,  he  replied  :  "  He  is  dining 
with  his  friends  in  England.  I  am  dining  at  home 
with  mine." 

The  only  maker  of  carbon  reproductions  in  this 
country,  James  Lawrence  Breese,  began  his  work 
as  a  pastime,  and  has  continued  it  as  a  business 
only  because  it  seemed  forced  upon  him.  Mr. 
Breese  is  a  man  of  independent  wealth,  and, 
while  still  an  amateur,  received  a  dozen  medals 
and  diplomas  at  home  and  foreign  exhibitions. 
A  year  ago,  when  he  received  an  autograph  di- 
ploma from  Archduchess  Maria  Theresa  of  Austria, 
he  began  professional  work.  He  was  educated  for 
a  civil  engineer.  His  place  of  business,  the 
"Carbon  Studio,"  is  the  largest  private  studio  in 
the  country  ;  and  it  is  here  that  he  gives  the  studio 
entertainments  which  have  become  famous. 

Count  von  Caprivi,  who  has  resigned  the  office 
of  German  chancellor,  is  in  his  sixty-third  year. 
He  is  Italian  by  descent,  a  circumstance  to  which 
he  is  supposed  to  owe  the  extreme  courtesy  and  ur- 
banity which  distinguish  his  manner  from  that  of 
his  gruff  predecessor,  Count  Bismarck.  Largely 
built  as  Prince  Bismarck  is,  his  now  discrowned 
successor  has  the  same  massive  jaw,  heavy  gray 
mustache,  and  bushy  eyebrows,  thick  neck,  solid, 
square  head,  shrewd,  penetrating  glance,  and  gen- 
eral air  of  blood  and  iron,  but  in  stature  and 
breadth  of  shoulder  he  surpasses  the  illustrious 
farmer-statesman  of  Varzin.  The  count  was  ap- 
pointed chancellor  on  March  20th,  1890. 

Many  men  have  waded  to  the  Senate  through 
printer's  ink.  Senator  Hawley,  of  Connecticut, 
was  editor  of  the  Hartford  Evening  Press  thirty- 
seven  years  ago,  and  for  the  past  twenty-seven 
years  has  been  editor  of  the  Hartford  Courant. 
Senator  Chandler  controls  the  Concord  Monitor. 
Senator  Walsh,  of  Georgia,  owns  and  edits  the  Au- 
gusta Chronicle,  and  has  been  active  in  building  up 
a  telegraphic  press  service  throughout  the  South. 
Senator  Gallinger  is  not  only  an  editor,  but  also  a 
practical  printer.  Senator  Hansbrough,  of  North 
Dakota,  has  devoted  his  life  to  editorial  work  ;  he 
managed  a  daily  paper  at  San  Jose\  Cal.,  chased 
news  items  on  the  San  Francisco  Chronicle,  con- 
ducted a  journal  at  Baraboo,  Wis.,  and  removed  to 
the  Territory  of  Dakota  for  the  purpose  of  estab- 
lishing a  paper.  Senator  Peffer  established  and 
conducted  the  Fredonis.  Journal  and  afterward  be- 
came editor  of  the  Kansas  Farmer. 

Prince  Hohenlohe  has  been  called  to  the  German 
chancellorship  at  seventy-five,  just  the  age  at  which 
Prince  Bismarck  was  dismissed  from  office.  His 
distinguished  descent  and  powerful  family  connec- 
tions throw  those  of  both  his  predecessors  into  the 
shade.  One  of  his  brothers  was  the  late  Duke  of 
Ratibor,  one  of  the  wealthiest  noblemen  in  Silesia  ; 
another  became  a  cardinal,  and  another  a  grand 
chamberlain  at  the  court  of  Vienna.  The  Hohen- 
lohe family — of  which  the  original  name  seems  to 
have  been  Rothenburg — can  trace  itself  back  as  far 
as  the  middle  of  the  seventh  century.  Like  the 
Hohenzollerns,  the  Hohenlohes  also  split  up  into 
two  branches — a  Catholic  and  a  Protestant  one,  the 
former  being  now  represented  by  the  new  chan- 
cellor. They  have  always  played  a  most  prominent 
rOle  in  the  Catholic  world  of  Germany.  It  was  the 
present  German  chancellor  who,  in  1869,  as  Bavar- 
ian premier,  sounded  the  note  of  alarm  against  the 
claims  of  Papal  infallibility,  which  resulted  in  the 
Kulturkampf.  His  prescience  was  always  truly 
wonderful.  "  There  can  be  no  longer  any  doubt," 
he  wrote  in  February,  1870,  "  that  war  will  break 
out  in  the  course  of  this  year  between  France  and 
Germany."  He  likewise  foresaw  the  unification  of 
Germany  under  Prussia,  and  counseled  his  Bavar- 
ian countrymen  to  accommodate  themselves  in  time 
to  the  altered  state  of  things. 


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LITERARY    NOTES. 


Personal  and  Miscellaneous  Gossip. 
The  October  number  of  the  New  Science  Review 
contains,  among  other  excellent  articles,  an  impor- 
tant paper  by  William  George  Jordan,  entitled 
■'Mental  Training,  a  Remedy  for  Education,"  in 
which  Mr.  Jordan  gives  a  clear,  condensed  state- 
ment of  his  system  of  mental  training  by  analysis, 
law,  and  analogy.  The  article  is  one  that  will  at- 
tract great  attention  for  its  hard  but  probably  just 
hits  at  educational  methods  of  the  day,  and  for  the 
simple,  practical  method  of  training  by  which  he 
claims  the  mind  can  be  developed  and  strength- 
ened. 

A  series  of  articles  on  the  rise  of  the  A.  P.  A., 
and  entitled  "The  Survival  of  the  American 
Spirit,"  will  be  begun  in  the  January  issue  of  the 
Atlantic. 

All  the  characters  in  Mr.  Kipling's  forthcoming 
Century  story  are  horses,  and  Vermont  is  its  scene. 

Two  of  the  most  interesting  volumes  of  Napo- 
leonic literature  recently  issued  are  Frederick  Mas- 
son's  "  Napoleon  and  the  Fair  Sex  "  and  "  Napo- 
leon at  Home."  Both  come  from  the  Lippincott 
press,  whence  issues,  also,  the  "  Memoirs  of  Count 
Lavalette,"  adjutant  and  private  secretary  to  Napo- 
leon and  postmaster-general  under  the  Empire. 

"  The  Dawn  of  Civilization,"  by  Professor 
Maspero,  edited  by  the  Rev.  Prof.  Sayce,  is  an- 
nounced by  D.  Appleton  &  Co.  The  period  dealt 
with  covers  the  history  of  Egypt  from  the  earliest 
date  to  the  fourteenth  dynasty,  and  that  of  Chaldcea 
during  its  first  empire.  The  book  is  brought  up  to 
the  present  year,  and  deals  with  the  recent  dis- 
coveries at  Koptos  and  Dahabur. 

There  has  been  an  increased  call  for  Captain 
Mahan's  works,  "  The  Influence  of  Sea- Power 
upon  History"  and  "The  Influence  of  Sea- Power 
upon  the  French  Revolution  and  Empire"  (pub- 
lished by  Little,  Brown  &  Co.)  since  the  beginning 
of  the  war  in  the  Orient. 

E.  P.  Dutton  &  Co.,  of  New  York,  have  just 
issued  an  interesting  volume,  entitled  "  Margaret 
Arnold's  Christmas  and  Other  Stories,"  by  Mary 
D.  Brine,  author  of  "  Grandma's  Attic  Treasures," 
' '  The  Story  of  Aunt  Patience,"  etc.  It  is  illustrated 
by  such  artists  as  Gordon,  Hooper,  and  Florence 
Upton. 

There  is  a  timely  article,  entitled  "Tammany 
Points  the  Way,"  in  the  Atlantic  for  November. 
Allied  to  it  in  topic  was  the  article,  "Tammany 
Hall "  in  last  February's  issue. 

The  North  American  Review  has  been  devoting 
a  great  deal  of  attention,  recently,  to  subjects  of 
interest  to  women.  Among  those  discussed  in  re- 
cent issues  are  : 

"Mark  Twain's  Defense  of  Harriet  Shelley";  "The 
Renaissance  of  Woman" ;  "Woman  Suffrage  in  Prac- 
tice "  ;  Sarah  Grand,  author  of  "  The  Heavenly  Twins," 
on  "The  New  Aspect  of  the  Woman  Question,"  "The 
Modern  Girl,"  and  "The  Men  of  the  Moment " ;  "The 
Financial  Dependence  of  Women"  ;  "The  Servant  Girl 
of  the  Future  "  ;  "  The  Amateur  Nurse  "  ;  "  The  Tyranny 
of  the  Kitchen  "  ;  "Good  and  Bad  Mothers";  "Ameri- 
can Life  and  Physical  Deterioration";  "Is  Alcoholism 
Increasing  among  American  Women?"  ;  "  British  Women 
and  Local  Government";  "The  Lack  of  Good  Serv- 
ants "  ;  "  Domestic  Service  in  England  "  ;  "  The  Servant 
Girl's  Point  of  View";  "Trades-Unions  for  Women"; 
"  Women  in  English  Politics  "  ;  "  Cooperative  Woman- 
hood in  the  State  "  ;  "The  Future  of  Marriage";  "Why 
More  Girls  do  not  Marry  "  ;  "  Evils  of  Early  Marriages  " ; 
"  Rescue  Work  among  Fallen  Women." 

A  new  venture  in  the  local  journalistic  field  is  the 
Student,  a  monthly  magazine  edited  by  Miss  Alice 
G.  Friedlander.  It  deals  with  topics  pertaining  to 
schools,  universities,  and  educational  matters  gen- 
erally. 

Rudyard  Kipling,  who  takes  more  interest  in  his 
verse  than  in  his  stories,  is  hard  at  work  on  pre- 
paring a  new  volume  of  poems,  to  be  published  by 
the  Appletons  in  the  spring.  A  unique  feature  of 
the  book  will  be  that  certain  of  the  poems  have 
been  set  to  music  under  the  author's  supervision. 

Thomas  Hardy  has  changed  the  title  of  his  new 
serial  story  from  "The  Simpletons"  to  "Hearts 
Insurgent."  The  former  title  will  be  retained  in 
the  first  installment,  which  appears  in  December. 
In  the  next,  the  change  will  occur. 

Mary  Hal'.ock  Foote  has  written  a  novelette  for 
the  November  and  December  numbers  of  the 
Atlantic,  It  is  a  story  of  the  Coxey  troubles  in 
the  North-West,  and  is  called  "The  Trumpeter." 

"  Imaginotions,"  a  series  of  "  truthless  tales"  by 
Tudor  Jcnks,  is  among  the  Century  Company's 
holiday  books  for  children. 

Anne  HoUingSWOlth  Wharton's  new  book, 
"Colonial  Days  and  I  Junes,"  will  be  issued  pres- 
ently by  the  J.  B.  Lippincott  Company.  Her 
"  Through  Colonial  Doorways"  will  be  pleasantly 
remembered. 

Little,  lirown  &  Co.  have  completed  their 
Library  Edition  of  the  romances  of  Victor  Hugo 
by  the  publication  of  two  new  volumes,  "  Hans  of 
Iceland  "  and  "  Burg-Jargal,  Claude  Gueux,  and 
The  Last  Day  of  the  Condemned." 

The  author  of  "  Colette  "  has  writtcn^a  story  for 
iiildrcn,  "  Madeleine's  Rescue,"  to  be  published 


shortly  by  the  Appletons,  who  announce,  also, 
*'  The  Golden  Fairy  Book,"  from  European  and 
African  sources  ;  a  life  of  Dean  Buckland,  by  his 
daughter ;  and  the  Maurice  Leloir  edition  of 
"  The  Three  Musketeers." 


A  volume  of  essays  and  addresses  by  the  late 
Phillips  Brooks,  edited  by  the  Rev.  John  Cotton 
Brooks,  has  just  been  issued  by  E.  P.  Dutton  & 
Co. 

John  Fiske  will  contribute  to  the  Atlantic  during 
the  coming  year  a  series  of  historical  papers  en- 
titled "  The  Old  Dominion  and  her  Sister  Colonies." 

Among  the  well-known  women  who  have  written 
for  recent  numbers  of  the  North  American  Review 
are  the  following  : 

Sarah  Grand,  Lady  Henry  Somerset,  Gail  Hamilton, 
Agnes  Repplier,  Amelia  E.  Barr,  "Julien  Gordon," 
Elizabeth  Cady  Stanton,  Mme.  Adam,  Lady  Jeune, 
"  Ouida,"  the  Countess  of  Aberdeen,  Marion  Harland, 
Ainelie  Rives,  Lady  Frances  Balfour,  Mrs.  Kate  Gannet 
Wells,  Mrs.  M.  E.  W.  Sherwood,  Emily  Faithfull,  Lady 
Dilke,  Mrs.  Mary  A.  Livermore,  Clara  Morris,  Elizabeth 
Sruart  Phelps. 

A  biography  of  Mrs.  Wood,  the  author  of  "  East 
Lynne  " — a  book  of  which  there  have  been  many 
thousand  editions  and  over  which  countless  women 
have  wept — is  coming  out  in  England.  It  is  the 
work  of  her  son,  C.  W.  Wood. 

The  "Library  of  Useful  Stories,"  for  which 
George  Newnes  has  arranged  in  England,  will  be 
published  in  this  country  by  D.  Appleton  &  Co. 
The  Useful  Stories  will  all  be  of  a  scientific  nature, 
published  at  a  low  price  (thirty  cents),  and  written 
in  a  popular  style  by  distinguished  scientists.  The 
first  three  volumes  will  be  "The  Story  of  the 
Earth,"  by  Professor  H.  G.  Seeley  ;  "The  Story 
of  the  Stars,"  by  G.  F.  Chambers;  and  "The 
Story  of  Primitive  Man,"  by  Edward  Clodd. 

Some  of  the  best  and  latest  French  literature  is 
appearing  in  the  Romans  Choisis  Series  and  the 
Contes  Choisis  Series  published  in  New  York  by 
William  R.  Jenkins.  They  are  chosen  from  the 
most  famous  writers'  works,  and  are  quite  up  to 
date  and,  at  the  same  time,  selected  to  suit  Anglo- 
Saxon  readers. 

Sir  Edward  Strachey's  Atlantic  papers,  "  Talk 
at  a  Country  House."  will  be  issued  soon  in  book- 
form  by  Houghton,  Mifflin  &  Co. 

"A  Bachelor  Maid,"  Mrs.  Burton  Harrison's 
story  of  New  York  society,  has  been  brought  out 
in  book-form  by  the  Century  Company,  with  illus- 
trations by  Irving  Wiles. 

The  Lippincotts  are  bringing  out  a  new  edition 
of  Irving's  "Sketch  Book,"  with  the  original  illus- 
trations made  for  the  Artist  Edition. 

A  library  edition  in  twelve  volumes  of  Sir  R. 
Burton's  "  Arabian  Nights"  is  announced  in  Lon- 
don. Sir  Richard  Burton  gave  the  original  sub- 
scribers a  pledge  that  he  would  not  issue  any 
cheaper  edition  of  the  entire  work,  and  the  forth- 
coming edition  will  exclude  a  few  extremely  gross 
passages.  It  will,  h_owever,  restore  four-fifths  of 
the  passages  omitted  from  Lady  Burton's  popular 
edition. 

"  A  Life  of  Dean  Buckland,"  written  by  his 
daughter,  is  among  the  books  of  importance  an- 
nounced by  D.  Appleton  &  Co. 

Jeremiah  Curtin  has  made  a  new  translation 
from  the  writings  of  the  Polish  novelist,  Henryk 
Sienkiewicz.  It  is  a  volume  of  tales  entitled 
"  Lillian  Morris  and  Other  Stories."  Little,  Brown 
&  Co.  publish  it. 

M.  Pierre  Loti  has  begun  his  Palestine  sketches 
in  the  Nouvelle  Revue. 

Among  the  publishers  of  artistic  calendars  for  the 
coming  year,  probably  the  leading  firm  is  E.  P. 
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Thirty  thousand  copies  seems  to  be  about  the 
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Conan  Doyle's  most  popular  story  before  "  Sher- 
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New  Publications. 
"  Chris,  the  Model-Maker,"  by  William  O.  Stod- 
dard, an  interesting  boys'  story  of  life  in  New  York 
city,  has  been  published  by   D.   Appleton  &  Co., 
New  York  ;  price,  $1.50. 

"  The  Story  of  Portus  and  Songs  of  the  South- 
land," by  Mary  H.  Leonard,  a  story  of  a  faithful 
slave  told  in  blank  verse,  and  a  collection  of  minor 
poems,  has  been  published  by  Charles  Wells 
Moulton,  Buffalo. 

"  The  Basic  Law  of  Vocal  Utterance,"  by  Emil 
Sutro,  and  the  thirteenth  number  of  "Werner's 
Readings  and  Recitations,"  arranged  by  Francis  P. 
Richardson,  have  been  published  by  Edgar  S. 
Werner,  New  York  ;  price,  $1.25  and  35  cents,  re- 
spectively. 

The  new  Handy  Volume  edition  of  Lord  Byron's 
"  Childe  Harold's  Pilgrimage"  is  a  dainty  little 
book  carefully  reprinted  from  the  best  English 
edition  and  illustrated  by  twenty-one  photogravures 
of  places  mentioned  in  the  text.  Published  by 
T.  Y.  Crowell  &  Co.,  Boston  ;  price,  from  75  cents 
(cloth)  to  $2.25  (half  levant). 

A  pretty  little  book  in  a  white-and-gold  cover  is 
"  Three  Heroines  of  New  England  Romance." 
It  contains  articles  on  Priscilla,  by  Harriet  Prescott 
Spofford  ;  Agnes  Surriage,  by  Alice  Brown  ;  and 
Martha  Hilton,  by  Louise  Imogen  Guiney,  all  illus- 
trated by  dainty  pen-and-ink  drawings,  "authentic 
and  fanciful,"  by  Edmund  H.Garrett.  Published 
by' Little,  Brown  &  Co.,  Boston  ;  price,  $1.50. 

"The  Patriot  School  master,"  by  Hezekiah  Butter- 
worth,  who  has  written  several  popular  historic  ro- 
mances for  young  readers,  is  a  tale  of  the  Minute 
Men  and  the  Sons  of  Liberty,  including  in  its 
action  the  Boston  Tea-Party  and  Bunker  Hill,  and 
among  its  characters  Adams,  Revere,  Hancock,  and 
the  boys  who  bearded  General  Gage.  Published 
by  D.  Appleton  Sc  Co.,  New  York  ;  price,  $1.50. 

"A  Queenslander's  Travel- Notes,"  by  A.  G. 
Stephens,  is  an  account  of  a  journey  made  in  the 
last  nine  months  of  1893  from  Sydney  to  London 
by  way  of  the  United  States.  Mr.  Stephens's 
strictures  on  Chicago  have  recently  been  tele- 
graphed from  that  indignant  city  to  the  daily  papers 
of  the  world  ;  his  criticisms  of  San  Francisco  are 
uniformly  laudatory.  Published  by  Edwards,  Dun- 
lop  &  Co.,  Sydney  ;  price,  :  shilling. 

"  Wild  Flowers  of  California,"  is  the  title  of  a 
book  containing  a  selection  of  our  native  flora, 
pressed  and  arranged  by  Miss  E.  C.  Alexander, 
with  appropriate  sonnets  specially  written  by  Miss 
Ina  D.  Coolbrith  and  Grace  Hibbard,  In  addition 
to  the  verses,  the  book  contains  ten  varieties  of 
wild  flowers,  pressed  and  mounted  on  plates  in- 
scribed with  their  botanical  and  popular  names. 
Published  at  the  Popular  Book  Store,  San  Fran- 
cisco. 

"  The  Use  of  Life  "  is  the  title  of  a  new  volume 
of  essays  on  culture  and  conduct  by  Sir  John  Lub- 
bock, statesman,  philosopher,  financier,  and  ama- 
teur naturalist.  Among  the  topics  he  discusses  are 
tact,  money  matters,  recreation,  health,  national 
education,  self-education,  libraries,  reading,  patriot- 
ism, citizenship,  social  life,  industry,  faith,  hope, 
charity,  character,  peace  and  happiness,  and  re- 
ligion. Published  by  Macmillan  &  Co.,  New  York  ; 
price,  $1.25. 

"The  Birds'  Calendar"  is  the  title  of  a  new 
book  on  field  ornithology  by  H.  E.  Parkhurst. 
The  author  describes  the  birds  that  appear  in  the 
vicinity  of  New  York  during  each  of  the  twelve 
months  of  the  year,  but  many  of  them  are  common 
in  other  regions  ;  and,  aside  from  its  value  as  a 
work  of  popular  science,  "The  Birds'  Calendar" 
shows  so  much  loving  observation  of  the  denizens 
of  the  air  that  it  will  commend  itself  to  lovers  of 
nature  in  all  parts  of  the  country.  The  book  is 
illustrated  and  indexed.  Published  by  Charles 
Scribner's  Sons,  New  York  ;  price,  $1.50. 

The  ripe  scholarship  and  fine  literary  ability  of 
W.  E.  Gladstone  are  again  shown  in  his  transla- 
tions of  "The  Odes  of  Horace,"  fragments  of 
which  have  from  time  to  time  appeared  in  the 
English  magazines,  but  which  are  now  first  issued 
as  a  whole  in  book-form.  There  are  already 
many  English  versions  of  the  Horatian  odes,  but 
this  translation  finds  its  especial  plea  in  the  com- 
pression which  Mr.  Gladstone  has  used  and  in  the 
variety  of  metres,  suited  to  the  various  subjects, 
which  he  has  employed.  Published  by  Charles 
Scribner's  Sons,  New  York  ;  price,  $1.50. 

Joel  Chandler  Harris  tells  us  in  an  introduction 
he  has  written  for  Frank  L.  Stanton's  "  Songs  of 
the  Soil"  that  Mr.  Stanton's  verses  have  achieved 
a  popularity  unequaled  in  America,  "if  we  are  to 
measure  popularity  by  the  daily  and  weekly  news- 
papers." This  must  refer  to  Mr.  Stanton's  Georgia 
jingles,  in  which  he  expresses  a  vociferous  optimism 
about  "  good  times  a-comin',"  watermelons,  fish- 
ing, and  other  rural  ideals ;  they  certainly  are 
novel,  lively,  homely,  and  merry.  Of  such  verses— 
sometimes  varying  them  with  one  or  two  of  more 
solemn  note  and  greater  polish — Mr.  Stanton  has 
been  contributing  at  least  one  a  day  to  the  Atlanta 
Constitution  for  many  months  ;  and  he  is  also  an 


occasional  contributor  to  the  periodical  press  of 
greater  literary  pretensions,  notably  Jerome  K. 
Jerome's  London  weekly.  From  all  his  written 
verses  enough  have  been  selected  to  make  of 
"  Songs  of  the  Soil"  a  book  of  more  than  two  hun- 
dred pages.  Published  by  D.  Appleton  &  Co., 
New  York  ;  price,  $1.50. 

John  C.  Van  Dyke,  L.  H.  D.,  has  prepared  "A 
Text-Book  of  the  History  of  Painting  "  for  schools 
and  colleges.  It  follows  the  development  of  the 
art  from  the  time  of  the  Egyptians  down  to  the 
present  day  in  twenty  chapters,  each  of  which  is 
preceded  by  a  list  of  books  recommended  to  stu- 
dents of  the  particular  school  and  period  under 
consideration.  It  is  necessarily  brief  in  its  treat- 
ment, covering  the  entire  subject  in  less  than  three 
hundred  pages,  and  much  space  being  given  to 
the  one  hundred  and  ten  admirable  illustrations. 
The  book  is  indexed.  Published  by  Longmans, 
Green  &  Co.,  New  York  ;  price,  $1.50. 

Hugh  Thomson,  one  of  the  cleverest  of  English 
draughtsmen,  has  been  providing  illustrations  for 
holiday  books  for  several  years  with  increasing 
popularity.  This  year  he  has  taken  for  his  inspira- 
tion a  number  of  famous  English  songs  from  vari- 
ous sources,  such  as  "  Coridon's  Song,"  "The 
Angler's  Song,"  "  Who  Liveth  so  Merry,"  "  How 
Happy  Could  I  be  with  Either,"  "  A  Hunt:ng  We 
will  Go,"  "  Oh,  Dear  !  What  Can  the  Matter  Be?" 
and  the  like,  and  has  made  of  them  an  artistic  and 
pleasing  volume.  It  is  entitled  "  Old  English 
Songs,"  and  has  an  introduction  by  Austin  Dobson. 
Published  by  Macmillan  &  Co.,  New  York  ;  price, 
$2.00. 

A  valuable  little  elementary  text-book  on  govern- 
ment and  law  has  been  prepared  by  Dr.  Julius  H. 
Seelye,  late  President  of  Amherst  College.  It  is 
entitled  "  Citizenship,"  and  considers  international 
law  in  lime  of  peace  and  in  time  of  war  ;  and  na- 
tional law,  public  and  private,  the  former  under 
"Constitutional  Law  (Rights  of  Government)"  and 
"  Administrative  Law  (Duties  of  Government)"  and 
the  latter  under  "  Political  Law"  (the  rights  and 
the  duties  of  the  governed)  and  "  Civil  Law"  (so- 
cial rights  and  duties,  individual  rights  and  duties, 
and  natural  relationship).  "Stories  from  Plato 
and  Other  Classic  Writers,"  by  M.  E.  Burt,  and 
"The  Children's  Second  Reader,"  by  Ellen  M. 
Cyr,  are  other  school-books  from  the  same  house. 
Published  by  Ginn  &  Co.,  Boston. 

A  very  unusual'  book,  and  one  that  many  will 
enjoy,  is  "  Hoofs,  Claws,  and  Antlers  of  the 
Rocky  Mountains,  by  the  Camera."  It  consists  of 
thirty-five  photographic  reproductions  of  wild  game 
from  life,  made  by  Mr.  and  Mrs.  A.  G.  Wallihan 
in  the  north-west  portion  of  Colorado  on  the 
western  slope  of  the  continental  divide,  with  a 
brief  introduction  by  Theodore  Roosevelt,  and 
some  account  of  how  the  photographs  were  taken. 
Deer,  antelope,  and  elk,  singly  and  in  bunches, 
furnish  the  subject  for  a  majority  of  the  pictures, 
but  there  are  also  photographs  of  the  Rocky 
Mountain  goat,  the  cougar  or  mountain  lion,  the 
big  horn  or  Rocky  Mountain  sheep,  the  wildcat, 
the  beaver,  the  black  bear,  the  buffalo,  the  coyote, 
sage-hens,  jack-rabbits,  prairie-dogs,  and  the  rattle- 
snake coiled  to  strike.  Published  by  Frank  S. 
Thayer,  Denver  ;  price,  $5.00. 

"English  History  in  Shakespeare's  Plays,"  by 
Beverley  E.  Warner,  M.  A.,  had  its  origin  in  a 
course  of  lectures,  which  are  now  "  recast,  pruned, 
and  amplified."  They  are  addressed  to  those  read- 
ers and  students  of  English  history  who  may  not 
have  discovered  what  an  aid  to  the  understanding 
of  certain  important  phases  of  England's  national 
development  lies  in  these  historical  plays,  which 
cover  a  period  of  three  hundred  years — from  King 
John  and  Magna  Charta  to  Henry  VIII.  and  the 
Reformation.  After  an  introductory  chapter,  the 
author  shows  the  treatment  of  the  transition  period 
in  "  King  John,"  the  Lancastrian  usurpation  in 
"  Richard  II.,"  the  passing  of  feudalism  in  "  Henry 
IV.,"  England's  "song  of  triumph  "  in  "Henry 
V.,"  the  Wars  of  the  Roses  in  "  Henry  VI.,"  the 
last  of  the  Plantagenets  in  "  Richard  III.,"  and  the 
Reformation  in  "  Henry  VIII."  A  final  chapter 
summarizes  the  work,  and  to  it  are  added  a  bibli- 
ography, a  consideration  of  the  date  of  the  author- 
ship of  "  Henry  VIII.,"  a  table  of  Shakespeare's 
English  kings,  a  note  on  the  genealogy  and  connec- 
tions of  the  houses  of  York  and  Lancaster,  and  an 
index.  Published  by  Longmans,  Green  &  Co., 
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November  26,  1894. 


Somewhere  in  one  of  her  essays  George  Eliot 
says  that  a  difference  in  the  sense  of  humor  is  one 
of  the  severest  tests  to  which  friendship  can  be  sub- 
jected. Understand  a  person's  sense  of  humor  be- 
fore you  take  him  to  your  heart.  Imagine  the  dis- 
illusion that  would  follow  on  the  discovery  that  an 
otherwise  faultless  being  delighted  in  the  wit  of 
Eddie  Foy  !  What  a  shattered  ideal  would  be 
there  if  one  found  that  a  revered  and  trusted  friend 
thought  "•  A  Rag  Baby"  amusing  !  Just  as  a  per- 
son who  chews  gum,  or  tells  lies,  or  dyes  his  hair 
is  quite  impossible,  so  the  person  who  has  a  de- 
fective sense  of  humor  is  an  outlaw  among  the 
human  species. 

A  really  fine,  sound  sense  of  humor  is,  on  the 
contrary,  a  possession  above  rubies.  The  man 
who  laughs  in  the  right  place  at  the  right  thing  is 
the  man  to  be  selected  for  a  friend.  Carlyle  goes 
further,  and  says,  never  trust  a  man  who  does  not 
laugh,  and  laugh  splendidly,  great,  rolling,  Ho- 
meric bursts  of  laughter.  Certainly  there  are  two 
warnings  that  one  hears  all  one's  life,  from  the  days 
of  bib  and  tucker  in  the  nursery  to  the  time  when 
the  grasshopper  has  become  a  burden — beware  of 
a  red-haired  Jew  and  a  woman  who  does  not 
laugh  !  There  is  always  good  in  a  woman  who 
can  laugh.  It  is  better  for  her  to  be  like  Sir  John 
Vanbrugh's  Belinda — who  was  so  well-bred  and 
yet  so  full  of  humor  that  when  she  heard  the  broad 
jokes  at  the  play-house,  she  used  to  pretend  to 
blow  her  nose  to  hide  her  irrepressible  amusement — 
than  to  be  made  on  the  pattern  of  those  demurely 
sensitive  creatures  who  think  Shakespeare's  humor 
coarse,  and  can  see  nothing  but  vulgarity  in 
Fielding. 

The  American  playwrights  do  not  often  put  the 
spectators'  sense  of  humor  to  the  test.  They  do 
not  go  in  much  for  writing  funny  plays.  Their 
comedy  is  of  the  reserved,  insidious  kind  that 
evokes  the  retrospective  smile  rather  than  the 
broad  laugh.  Hoyt's  plays,  among  the  native  pro- 
ductions, make  people  laugh  more  than  any  one 
else's  do.  But  it  would  be  a  death-blow  to  affec- 
tion to  find  that  a  cherished  friend  thought  the 
inanities  of  "The  Tin  Soldier"  were  funny.  De- 
spite the  extreme  bad  taste  of  most  of  it,  there  is 
some  honest  humor  in  "  The  Texas  Steer,"  and  in 
"The  Trip  to  Chinatown,"  the  vulgarest  of  all 
Hoyt's  vulgar  productions,  the  man  who  wanted 
the  horse-doctor  is  a  genuinely  humorous  figure. 

Most  of  the  successful  funny  plays  of  the  last 
five  or  six  years  have  come  from  the  other  side  of 
the  Atlantic.  American  humor  does  not  seem  a 
success  on  the  stage.  We  have  no  comedy  that 
stands  among  comedies  where  "The  Innocents 
Abroad"  does  among  books.  No  American  roar- 
ing farce  has  been  crowned  with  success.  There 
was  some  humor  in  "  Lord  Chumley  "  and  a  little 
in  "  Captain  Letterblair"  ;  but  Sothern  was  more 
responsible  for  what  there  was  than  the  authors. 
The  fun  of  "  The  Old  Homestead  " — there  was  but 
a  touch  here  and  there — was  excellent,  but  "  The 
Old  Homestead  "  was  more  pathetic  than  comic. 
The  drawing-room  wit,  the  silly  fooling  of  such 
plays  as  "The  Butterflies,"  would  be  as  much  of  a 
bore  on  the  stage  as  it  would  be  in  real  life,  only 
the  cleverness  of  the  actors  carries  it  off.  And  the 
comic-opera  librettos — oh,  how  sad  and  mad  and 
bad  they  are  !  The  gentleman— his  name  is  Smith 
—who  writes  them  for  Reginald  de  Koven  is  one  of 
the  most  desperate  examples  of  his  kind.  This 
erring  soul  writes  a  humorous  dialogue  that  is  war- 
ranted to  cure  cases  of  insomnia  that  the  doctors 
have  given  up. 

From  across  the  Atlantic,  for  the  last  half-dozen 
years,  the  American  manager  has  been  stealing  or 
buying  his  comedy.  He  look  a  great  deal  or  it 
from  Germany.  In  pure  comedy,  verging  on  farce, 
the  Teutonic  mind  excels.  Daly  "  adapted  "—a 
grateful  word,  which  has  as  many  uses  as  a  hair- 
pin—a quantity  of  German  comedies,  and  his  com- 
before  the  days  when  Miss  Rehan  became 
classic,  produced  them  with  capital  effect.  Then 
Others  began  to  exploit  the  German  mine,  and  it 
was  then  that  Gillette  found  those  two  inimitable 
pieces,  "The  Private  Secretary"  and  "All  the 
Comforts  of  Home." 

These  were   honest   borrowings  ;    hardly    more 
than  the  central  idea  being  taken,  round  which  the 
author    collected    his   accumulations    of    dialogue, 
scene,  and  situation.   They  were  extremely  success- 
ful, and   no  wonder.     For  sheer  out-and-out  fun 
"  The  Private  Secretary  "  was  one  of  the  best  light 
comedies  played  in  this  country.     "All  the  Com- 
rf^me  "  was  not  quite  up  to  it,  but  it  made 
and  the  nervous  man  and  the  lodger  who 
itively  calling    over  the   banisters  "Can 


you  please  tell  me  the  time  ?  "  would  have  amused 
a  dyspeptic. 

Of  late,  however,  there  seems  to  be  a  sort  of 
tacit  desertion  of  the  German  field  for  the  English. 
Comedy  is  the  latest  importation  from  the  tight 
little  island.  English  comedy  is,  as  a  rule,  good,  if 
sometimes  a  little  coarse  for  the  American  taste. 
It  is  almost  invariably  healthy  ;  it  is  rollicking,  ro- 
bust, and  sturdy.  Sometimes  it  becomes  whimsical 
and  erratic,  as  in  the  case  of  W.  S.  Gilbert.  The 
delightful  whimsies  of  the  librettos  of  "  The 
Mikado"  and  "  Patience"  are  equaled  only  by  the 
enchanting  follies  of  "  Engaged  "  and  "  The  Wed- 
ding March."  The  careful,  modish  wit  of  the  old 
style,  the  elegant  and  foppish  brilliancy  of  the  style 
of  Sheridan  and  Holcroft,  has,  it  is  true,  departed. 
Funny  plays  are  no  longer  elaborated  and  dignified 
with  that  culminating  polish  of  gentility  which 
made  reading  Dumas's  comedies  the  next  best 
thing  to  meeting  Mile,  de  Belle-Isle  and  the  Due  de 
Richelieu. 

The  new  English  comedies  are  not  elegant  in  the 
least.  They  touch  farce  at  many  points.  They 
are  extremely  boisterous.  The  young  Englishman 
who  acted  Charley's  Aunt  here  was  cuffed,  and 
kicked,  and  knocked  down,  and  fallen  upon  till  he 
must  have  felt  that  he  was  rusher  in  a  game  of 
foot-ball.  Like  Macready's  dresser,  he  ought  to 
have  been  paid  an  extra  salary  for  consenting  to  be 
violently  attacked  without  the  privilege  of  re- 
taliating. In  "The  New  Boy"  the  same  merry, 
acrobatic  displays  of  strength  enliven  the  tran- 
quillity of  the  scene.  The  New  Boy  is  very  nearly 
torn  to  pieces  a  score  of  times.  His  clothes  are 
hanging  in  ribbons  round  him  twice  ;  he  is  beaten, 
and  kicked,  and  thrown  over  a  settee,  and  flung  on 
the  floor,  and  pounded,  and  once  dragged  out  by 
one  leg,  shrieking  madly.  Yet  he  survives,  and, 
what  is  more  remarkable,  his  wig  sticks  to  him 
through  it  all. 

"The  New  Boy"  is  the  same  type  of  play  as 
"Charley's  Aunt" — dependent  upon  one  person- 
ality. Unless  Charley's  Aunt  was  well  acted,  it 
would  have  fallen  flat  ;  if  Archibald  Rennick  was 
not  well  acted,  "  The  New  Boy"  would  be  as  dis- 
mal as  a  dirge.  The  success  of  these  comedies  en- 
tirely rests  in  the  hands  of  the  person  who  portrays 
the  leading  character.  If  they  are  possessed  of  a 
humorous  personality,  the  piece  will  be  funny  ;  if 
they  are  ordinary,  it  will  be  a  failure.  The  absolute 
unimportance  of  the  rest  of  the  cast  could  not  be 
better  shown  than  by  the  fact  that  it  was  thought 
the  company  of  incompetent  people,  who  supported 
Arthur  Larkin  as  Charley's  Aunt,  was  good  enough 
to  be  trusted  with  the  much-advertised  farce.  It 
was  one  of  the  poorest  companies  that  ever  played 
in  the  Baldwin,  yet  Larkin  being  clever,  the  play 
ran  smoothly  and  successfully. 

The  arduous  task  of  carrying  "  The  New  Boy  " 
on  his  shoulders  falls  upon  Mr.  Bert  Coote.  Mr. 
Coote  is  as  odd  and  funny  as  his  name.  His  ap- 
pearance is  quite  a  triumph,  as  he  is  not  too  ab- 
solutely absurd  to  be  real  ;  yet  his  long  face,  with 
its  look  of  a  placid,  well-contented  sheep,  its  im- 
passive gravity  of  expression,  its  air  of  weary 
patience,  is  really  funny.  Mr.-Coote's  unusual 
style,  which,  in  its  solemn  unconsciousness,  is  not 
at  all  like  acting,  has  one  sovereign  recommenda- 
tion— it  prevents  him  from  being  over-boisterous. 
Even  when  the  other  men  in  the  play  throw  him 
over  the  settee,  like  a  sack  of  potatoes,  his  melan- 
choly and  patient  indifference  does  not  desert  him  ; 
and  as  his  face  occasionally  comes  uppermost  in 
the  confusion  of  legs  and  arms,  which  is  the  out- 
ward and  visible  appearance  assumed  by  the  battle, 
it  is  seen  to  be  still  serenely,  suavely,  impertur- 
bable and  calm. 


STAGE    GOSSIP. 


Tom  Karl  has  sold  out  his  interest  in  the  Bos- 
tonians,  and  is  organizing  an  opera  company  of  his 
own. 

William  Redmond  and  John  Lane  are  among  the 
best-known  members  of  Alexander  Salvini's  present 
company. 

"  The  New  Boy  "  will  be  continued  next  week  at 
the  California  Theatre.  There  will  be  an  extra 
matinee  on  Thanksgiving  Day. 

Tillie  Salinger  will  have  a  benefit  at  the  Tivoli 
Opera  House  on  Friday  evening,  November  30th. 
She  will  sing  Fiametta  in  "  The  Mascot," 

Camille  d'Arville  now  has  an  opera  company  of 
her  own.  She  will  sing  in  "  Madeleine  ;  or,  The 
Magic  Kiss  "  in  Chicago  in  a  week  or  two. 

During  an  entr'acte  at  the  Baldwin  Theatre  next 
Monday  evening,  Mr.  August  Hinrichs's  orchestra 
will  play  a  new  selection,  a  paraphrased  "Ave 
Maria,"  which  was  written  by  Mr.  Jared  Irwin,  a 
young  local  composer. 

The  date  set  for  the  opening  of  Henderson's 
American  Extravaganza  Company  at  the  Baldwin 
is  December  17th.  They  arc  now  playing  in  East- 
ern cities,  and  are  meeting  with  great  success  in 
"  Aladdin,  Jr." 

Young  Salvini's  <;ngagement  at  the  Baldwin  The- 
atre will  be  opened  on  Monday  night  with  "The 
Three  Guardsmen,"  which  will  be  repeated  on 
Wednesday,  Thursday,  and  Saturday  nights. 
"  Ruy  Bias"  will  be  given  for  the  first  time  in  this 


city  on  Tuesday  evening,  and  D'Ennery's  familiar 
"Don  Caesar  de  Bazan "  will  be  given  at  the 
Thanksgiving  Day  matinee. 

If  Coquelin  arranges  matters  so  that  he  can  ap- 
pear at  Sarah  Bernhardt's  theatre,  the  Renaissance, 
they  will  produce  a  French  version  of  "  Henry 
IV.,"  with  Coquelin  as  Falstaff  and  Sarah  as  Prince 
Hal. 

The  "Night  with  Wagner"  at  the  Auditorium 
last  Tuesday  was  a  tremendous  success,  despite  the 
fact  that  symphony  prices  were  charged.  It  will  be 
repeated  on  Wednesday  evening,  November  28th, 
at  popular  prices. 

Paris  is  presently  to  have  the  privilege  of  seeing 
"  La  Seconde  Mrs.  Tackerey"  at  the  Renaissance. 
Evidently  there  is  a  pleasing  confusion  in  the 
Parisian  mind  over  Pinero's  heroine  and  the  author 
of  "  Vanity  Fair." 

The  American  Extravaganza  Company  has  a 
new  premiere  danseuse  this  year  in  the  person  of 
Mile.  Bartho.  She  appears  in  company  with 
Fraulein  Irmler  in  the  gorgeous  amber  ballet  in  the 
second  act  of  "  Aladdin,  Jr." 

The  armorial  properties  used  by  Salvini  are  said 
to  be  unusually  handsome,  the  swords  and  rapiers 
being  models  of  historical  originals.  They  were 
made  by  Gutperle,  armorer  to  the  Com6die-Fran- 
caise  and  Grand  Opera  in  Paris. 

Audran's  comic  opera,  "The  Mascot,"  will  be 
sung  at  the  Tivoli  Opera  House  next  week,  the 
cast  of  characters  being  as  follows  : 

Bettina,  Gracie  Plaisted ;  Fiametta,  Tillie  Salinger ; 
Frederic,  Philip  Branson;  Pippo,  John  J.  Raffael ; 
Lorenzo  the  Seventeenth,  Ferns  Hartman ;  Rocco, 
Thomas  C.  Leary  ;  Matteo,  Fred  Kavanaugh. 

Thomas  W.  Keene,  the  tragedian,  commences  a 
two  weeks'  engagement  at  the  California  Theatre 
on  Monday,  December  30.  His  repertoire  will  in- 
clude "  Richelieu,"  "  Hamlet,"  "  Richard  III.," 
"  Louis  XI.,"  "  Othello,"  "  Romeo  and  Juliet," 
and  "  The  Merchant  of  Venice." 

May  Yohe  is  still  in  London  and  getting  very  com- 
forting "  notices."  Her  latest  appearance  has  been 
in  "  The  Lady  Slavey"  at  the  Avenue  Theatre,  of 
which  the  St.  James's  Gazette  says  : 

"  If  practicable,  might  we,  in  the  interests  of  the  pub- 
lic, plead  that  a  little  more  prominence  should  be  given  to 
the  part  played  by  Miss  May  Yohe,  whose  high  spirits 
and  charming  personality  are  a  never-failing  source  of 
delight?  In  her  neat,  trim  serving-maid's  dress,  destitute 
of  all  ornament,  Miss  Yohe  presents  an  exquisite  picture 
of  sweet  simplicity.  She  was  especially  successful  on 
Saturday  with  a  sentimental  ballad,  '  "l"is  Hard  to  Love 
and  Say  Farewell,'  which  narrowly  escaped  the  honor  of 
a  double  encore,  and  to  a  clever  topical  duet,  '  It's  a  Very 
Wise  Child  That  Knows.'" 

Barclay  H.  Warburton,  the  young  Philadelphian 
who  was  known  as  "  the  young  Greek  god  "  at  Ox- 
ford, because  of  his  finely  chiseled  features,  and 
who  has  been  cutting  something  of  a  figure  in  the 
smart  sets  of  London,  New  York,  and  Philadelphia 
for  ten  years  past,  has  definitely  abandoned  the 
r61e  of  theatrical  "  angel."  He  took  a  great  fancy 
to  Henry  E.  Dixey  a  few  years  ago,  and  became 
manager  of  his  company.  This  pleasant  post  he 
held  for  some  fourteen  months,  to  the  great  de- 
light of  the  company.  Bills  were  paid  right  and 
left  in  a  manner  unprecedented  in  burlesque  com- 
panies, and  the  girls  rode  in  special  cars.  It  cost 
Warburton  somewhere  between  fifteen  and  thirty 
thousand  dollars,  and  he  also  had  to  pay  an  un- 
known sum  to  Esther  Dolaro,  daughter  of  Selina 
Dolaro,  to  compromise  a  suit  she  brought  to  es- 
tablish a  marriage  between  them.  The  last  of  it 
was  a  suit  recently  brought  against  Warburton  by 
an  assignee  of  E.  E.  Rice,  which  was  dismissed  by 
a  New  York  judge  a  fortnight  ago. 


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RESERVED  SEATS.  $.•  00,  $1  50. 
RESERVED    SEATS,    $-'00,    $150. 


GENERAL  ADMISSION,  $1.00. 
GENERAL  ADMISSION,  $1.00. 
GENERAL     ADMISSION',     Ji.oo. 


For    Parties,    Receptions,    Etc. 

ROSNER'S 

HUNGARIAN_ORCHESTRA 

Address      E.  M.  ROSNER  or  B.  JATTLUS, 
Care  of  Sherman,  Clay  &  Co. 


November  26,  1894. 


THE 


ARGONAUT. 


11 


SOCIETY. 


Notes  and  Gossip. 

The  engagement  is  announced  of  Mr.  G.  C. 
Miller,  formerly  of  this  city,  to  Miss  Mary  Sprague, 
daughter  of  Mr.  Otho  Sprague,  of  Chicago.  Mr. 
Miller  is  an  alumnus  of  the  University  of  Cali- 
fornia, and  has  instructed  there  as  well  as  at  Har- 
vard, Cornell,  and  Chicago,  where  he  is  now  Pro- 
fessor of  Finance.  He  is  a  son  of  Mr.  Caspar 
Miller,  who  was  well  known  in  the  early  days  of 
California.  Miss  Sprague  is  prominent  in  the 
society  circles  of  Chicago,  being  one  of  the  most 
attractive  of  last  year's  debutantes.  Mr.  Otho 
Sprague  is  one  of  Chicago's  leading  men,  a  mem- 
ber and  one  of  the  founders  of  the  firm  of  Sprague, 
Warner  &  Co.  He  is  at  present  a  resident  of 
Sierra  Madre,  Cal. 

The  engagement  is  announced  of  Miss  Grace 
Ruth  Taft,  of  Whittinsville,  Mass.,  to  Mr.  A.  Starr 
Keeler,  of  this  city. 

The  wedding  of  Miss  Frances  Hart,  of  Oakland, 
and  Dr.  James  Henry  Breasted,  of  Chicago,  took 
place  recently  in  Berlin.  They  will  pass  the  winter 
in  Egypt. 

The  wedding  of  Miss  Anna  Head  and  Mr.  A.  J. 
Mounteney  Jephson  will  not  take  place  for  several 
months.  Mr.  Jephson  is  here  from  England  on  a 
visit  to  the  bride-elect  and  her  parents,  Mr.  and 
Mrs.  A.  E.  Head,  and  will  remain  several  weeks 
longer. 

Mrs.  J.  L.  N.  Shepard  and  Miss  Craven  have 
issued  cards  for  a  matinee  tea  which  they  will  give 
from,  four  until  seven  o'clock  to-day  at  the  home  of 
Mrs.  Shepard,  on  San  Pablo  Avenue,  in  Oakland. 

Miss  Emma  Butler  will  give  a  tea,  from  four 
until  six  o'clock,  this  afternoon  at  the  Hotel  Riche- 
lieu as  a  farewell  compliment  to  Miss  Ethel  Cohen. 
She  will  be  assisted  in  receiving  by  Miss  Ida  Gib- 
bons, Miss  Clementina  Kip,  Miss  Mary  Bell  Gwin, 
Miss  Mamie  Thomas,  Miss  Daisy  Van  Ness,  and 
Miss  Belle  Grant. 

Mrs.  Edgar  F.  Preston  will  give  a  matinee  tea 
from  four  until  seven  o'clock  to-day  at  her  residence, 
1299  Taylor  Street,  to  introduce  her  daughter,  Miss 
Preston.  Among  the  ladies  who  will  assist  in  re- 
ceiving are  Mrs.  George  B.  Sperry,  of  Stockton, 
Mrs.  Charles  Josselyn,  Miss  Blanche  Baldwin,  and 
Miss  Edna  Hamilton.  Rosner's  Hungarian  Or- 
chestra will  play  during  the  reception. 

A  matinee  tea  will  be  given  by  Mrs.  William  H. 
Mills  and  her  daughter,  Miss  Delia  Mills,  to-day 
from  four  until  seven  o'clock  at  their  residence, 
1707  Octavia  Street.  They  will  have  the  assistance 
in  receiving  of  Mrs.  Alexander  Boyd,  Mrs.  Homer 
S.  King,  Mrs.  T.  B.  McFarland,  Mrs.  James  Den- 
man  ,  Mrs.  S.  W.  Holladay ,  Mrs.  John  Hunt, 
Misses  Marie  and  Eva  Withrow,  Miss  Meda 
Houghton,  Miss  Bertha  Houghton,  Miss  Catherine 
Hughes,  Miss  Gertrude  Church,  Miss  Jennie  Mc- 
Farland, Miss  Virginia  Aldrich,  Miss  Elizabeth 
Watt,  Miss  Grace  Young,  Miss  Helen  Stubbs, 
Miss  Florence  Doyen,  Miss  Anna  Shepard,  Miss 
Henrietta  Taylor,  Miss  Mary  Taylor,  Miss  Birdie 
Rice,  and  Miss  Alberta  Bancroft. 

The  members  of  Trinity  Guild  Auxiliary  will 
give  a  chrysanthemum  tea  at  Miss  Lake's  School, 
1534  Sutter  Street,  from  two  until  five  o'clock  this 
afternoon  and  from  eight  until  eleven  o'clock  to- 
night. There  will  be  a  promenade  concert  in  the 
afternoon,  with  music  by  Scheel's  orchestra,  and 
dancing  in  the  evening.  The  ladies  who  will  re- 
ceive are  Mrs.  A.  D.  Sharon,  Mrs.  W.  H.  Taylor, 
Mrs.  Montgomery  Godley,  Mrs.  Robert  Douglas 
Fry,  Mrs.  A.  A.  Watkins,  Miss  Harwood,  Miss 
May  Sharon,  Miss  Mamie  McMullin,  Misses  Dunn, 
Miss  Gladys  Deal,  Miss  Horton,  Misses  Voorman, 
Miss  Gilmore,  and  Miss  Flint. 

Mrs.  H.  M.  A.  Miller  will  give  a  matinee  tea  on 
Monday,  and  will  be  assisted  in  receiving  by  Mrs. 
M.  P.  Jones,  Mrs.  Henry  J.  Crocker,  Mrs.  Russell 
J.  Wilson,  Mrs.  Horace  L.  Hill,  Mrs.  Wakefield 
Baker,  Mrs.  C.  R.  Winslow,  Mrs.  Robert  Oxnard, 
Miss  Miller,  Miss  Mamie  Burling,  Miss  Emelie 
Hager,  Miss  Bessie  Shreve,  Miss  Mamie  Holbrook, 
Miss  Eleanor  Wood,  and  Miss  Isabel  McKenna. 

Mrs.  Richard  T.  Carroll  and  her  daughter,  Miss 

Awarded 
Highest  Honors— World's  Fair. 

DR, 
w  CREAM 

BAKING 
POWDER 

MOST  PERFECT    MADE. 

A  pure  Grape  Cream  of  Tartar  Powder.    Free 
from  Ammonia,  Alum  or  any  other  adulterant- 

40  YEARS  THE  STANDARD, 


Lizzie  Carroll,  will  give  a  matinee  tea  from  four 
until  seven  o'clock  next  Tuesday,  at  their  residence, 
1520  Van  Ness  Avenue.  They  will  be  assisted  in 
receiving  by  Miss  Mary  Bell  Gwin,  Miss  Julia 
Crocker,  Miss  Daisy  Van  Ness,  Miss  Mamie 
Thomas,  Miss  Marie  Zane,  Miss  Fanny  Lough- 
borough, Miss  Ethel  Cohen,  Miss  Isabel  McKenna, 
and  Miss  Arques  and  Miss  Murphy,  of  San  Jose. 

The  second  meeting  of  the  Monday  Evening 
Dancing  Class  will  be  held  on  December  3d. 

Mrs.  David  Bixler  and  the  Misses  Hyde  will  re- 
ceive on  the  second  and  fourth  Fridays  in  Decem- 
ber and  January. 

Mme.  B.  Ziskawill  give  a  reception  next  Tuesday 
evening  at  her  residence,  1606  Van  Ness  Avenue. 
A  special  attraction  will  be  the  dancing  of  the 
menuet  de  la  cour  at  nine  o'clock. 

The  members  of  the  San  Francisco  Verein  will 
formally  open  their  new  club-house,  on  the  corner 
of  Post  and  Leavenworth  Streets,  this  evening, 
when  a  reception  will  be  held  there  from  eight  until 
twelve  o'clock.  There  will  be  no  dancing.  At  ten 
o'clock  the  president  of  the  San  Francisco  Verein 
Associates  will  formally  tender  the  building  to  the 
club.  On  each  Wednesday  in  December,  from  one 
to  three  o'clock  in  the  afternoon,  ladies  accompanied 
by-  members  will  be  allowed  to  inspect  the  building. 
The  rooms  on  Geary  Street  have  been  closed. 

The  members  of  the  Concordia  Club  will  give 
their  opening  ball  of  the  winter  season  next 
Wednesday  evening. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Augustus  B.  Moulder,  nie  Clarke, 
gave  their  first  post-nuptial  reception  on  Friday 
afternoon  and  evening  at  iheir  new  home,  2723 
Pacific  Avenue.  They  were  assisted  in  receiving 
by  Mrs.  J.  J.  Crooks,  Miss  Louise  Moulder,  Miss 
Charlotte  Moulder,  Miss  Mamie  Burling,  and  Miss 
Edith  Conner.  A  large  number  of  their  friends 
were  entertained.  Mrs.  and  Mrs.  Moulder  will 
give  another  reception  next  Friday. 

Miss  Mary  Bell  Gwin  gave  a  pleasant  matinee  tea 
last  Thursday  at  the  home  of  her  parents,  Mr.  and 
Mrs.  William  M.  Gwin,  2310  Octavia  Street,  and 
entertained  several  young  ladies. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Claus  Spreckels  gave  an  elaborate 
dinner-party  last  Saturday  evening  at  their  resi- 
dence on  Howard  Street  complimentary  to  Mr.  and 
Mrs.  Hermann  Oelrichs.  The  dining-table  was 
beautifully  decorated  with  flowers,  and  Rosner's 
Hungarian  Orchestra  played  during  the  evening. 

Dr.  George  M.  Richardson  gave  an  elaborate 
dinner-party  at  the  University  Club  last  Saturday 
evening.  His  guests  were  :  Mrs.  William  Hinckley 
Taylor,  Miss  Ethel  Smith,  Miss  Bertha  Smith, 
Miss  Mamie  Thomas,  Mr.  E.  M.  Greenway,  Mr. 
E.  H.  Sheldon,  and  Mr.  Samuel  H.  Boardman. 

Miss  Fanny  Crocker  gave  an  enjoyable  lunch- 
party  at  the  University  Club  recently,  and  had  as 
her  guests  Miss  Etta  Birdsall,  of  Sacramento,  Miss 
Mamie  Burling,  Miss  Laura  Bates,  Miss  Alice 
Owen,  Miss  Marie  Voorhies,  Miss  Mamie  Hol- 
brook, and  Miss  Maud  Younger. 

Miss  Helen  Woolworth  gave  a  pretty  violet 
luncheon  recently  at  her  residence,  and  enter- 
tained Miss  Marian  Haff,  of  New  York,  Miss 
Isabel  McKenna,  Miss  Ida  Gibbons,  Miss  Grace 
Martin,  Miss  Clarice  Sheldon,  Miss  Ethel  Tomp- 
kins, and  Miss  Jessie  Coleman,  of  Oakland. 

Miss  Marie  Voorhies  gave  an  enjoyable  luncheon 
last  Sunday  at  her  home  on  California  Street, 
where  she  entertained  quite  a  number  of  her 
friends. 

Mr.  and.  Mrs.  Paul  Jarboe  gave  a  concert-party 
at  the  Auditorium  last  Saturday  evening,  followed 
by  a  supper  at  their  residence,  2224  Washington 
Street.  Their  guests  comprised  Mr.  and  Mrs. 
Joseph  S.  Tobin,  Miss  Ida  Irwin,  Miss  Mamie  Hol- 
brook, Miss  Kate  Clement,  Miss  Laura  Bates,  Miss 
Alice  Owen,  Miss  Juliet  Tompkins,  Mr/E.  M. 
Greenway,  Mr.  Frank  L.  Owen,  Mr.  E.  H.  Shel- 
don, Mr.  James  Brett  Stokes,  Mr.  W.  R.  Heath, 
Mr.  J.  F.  Archibald,  and  Mr.  Addison  Mizner. 

Miss  Julia  Mau  gave  an  enjoyable  card-party  last 
Wednesday  evening  at  the  home  of  her  mother, 
Mrs.  H.  Albert  Mau,  2215  Broadway.  She  was  as- 
sisted in  receiving  and  entertaining  by  her  sister, 
Mrs.  Charles  J.  Bandmann. 

Miss  Fanny  Loughborough  and  Miss  Marie 
Zane  gave  an  enjoyable  matinee  tea  last  Tuesday 
at  their  home  on  O'Farrell  Street,  complimentary 
to  Miss  Lizzie  Carroll.  Among  those  who  assisted 
in  receiving  were  Miss  Laura  McKinstry,  Miss 
Cora  Smedberg,  Miss  Bertha  Welch,  Miss  Isabel 
McKenna,  and  Miss  Mary  Bell  Gwin. 

Miss  Nellie  Jolliffe  gave  a  pleasant  matinee  tea 
last  Sunday  at  her  home  on  Pacific  Avenue.  The 
rooms  were  prettily  decorated  with  flowers,  and 
there  were  many  callers  who  were  hospitably  enter- 
tained. Miss  Jolliffe  was  assisted  in  receiving  by 
Mrs.  W.  H.  Jolliffe,  Mrs.  C.  A.  Spreckels.  Miss 
Minnie  Jolliffe,  Miss  Mamie  Burling,  and  Miss 
Jennie  Blair. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  William  D.  O'Kane  gave  an  enjoy- 
able dinner-party  at  their  home,  on  Buchanan 
Street,  last  Tuesday  evening  in  honor  of  Mr.  Peter 
J.  Donahue. 

Misses  Belle  and  Fanny  Grant  entertained  quite 
a  number  of  their  friends  at  tea  last  Sunday  after- 
noon at  their  residence,  2017  Lyon  Street. 

The  San  Francisco  Nursery  for  Homeless  Chil- 
dren, located  at  570  Harrison  Street,  now  has 
sixty-three  little  children  under  its  care,  and,  with 
the  desire  to  make  proper  provision  for  them  on 


Thanksgiving  Day,  appeals  to  those  who  are  chari- 
tably disposed  for  contributions  toward  a  Thanks- 
giving dinner  for  the  wards  of  the  institution. 

Miss  Leila  Owen  Ellis,  daughter  of  Mrs.  Ellis, 
the  dramatic  teacher  and  reader,  recited  two  mono- 
logues recently  in  the  drawing-room  of  Mrs. 
Harriman  in  New  York,  at  an  afternoon  lea,  meet- 
ing with  pronounced  success  both  in  comedy  and 
emotional  work. 

The  Society  Market  for  Charity  will  be  held  in 
the  store  on  the  north-east  corner  of  Post  and 
Powell  Streets.  It  will  be  arranged  with  stalls  for 
the  sale  of  everything  necessary  for  a  sumptuous 
Thanksgiving  dinner,  several  young  society  ladies 
acting  as  saleswomen.  It  will  be  opened  for  busi- 
ness on  the  twenty-sixth,  continuing  on  the  twenth- 
seventh  and  twenty-eighth,  and  a  liberal  patronage 
is  confidently  expected. 


The  J.  B.  Painter  Company  have  in  preparation 
a  handsome  lithographed  souvenir  of  the  foot-ball 
match  to  be  played  at  the  Haight  Street  Grounds 
on  Thanksgiving  Day  between  teams  from  the 
Stanford  University  and  the  University  of  Califor- 
nia. They  will  contain  half-tones  of  the  respective 
teams  and  sketches  by  Mr.  Gill  and  Mr.  Camp,  and 
will  be  distributed  at  the  grounds  during  the  game. 


Post  Street  has  a  new  attraction  that  commands 
so  much  attention  that  one  instinctively  stops  before 
it,  while  on  a  stroll  down-town  to  join  the  many 
others  who  are  curiously  inclined.  It  is  a  new 
store,  and  a  beautiful  one  at  that.  There  are  mas- 
sive plate-glass  windows  without,  an  attractively  de- 
signed entrance,  and  a  beautiful  interior,  with  deco- 
rations of  innate  beauty  in  the  charming  Colonial 
style  that  has  received  the  stamp  of  approval  by  the 
fashionable  world.  There  is  a  dainty  terra-cotta 
coloring  to  the  walls,  where  little  ornamental  bow- 
knots,  and  wreaths,  and  flowing  ribbons  have  been 
faithfully  portrayed  by  accomplished  artists.  The 
wood  finish  throughout  is  of  the  ever-attractive  oak. 
which  is  seen  in  its  full  beauty  in  the  handsome  and 
spacious  show-cases,  of  which  there  are  several. 

In  the  rear  is  a  bijou  of  a  parlor,  carpeted  with 
heavy  emerald-green  velvet,  with  walls  finished 
in  white  and  cream  coloring,  frosted  windows,  and 
an  elegant  plate-glass  mirror  that  will  henceforth 
reflect  many  a  pretty  face.  This  is  a  correspond- 
ence-room, where  ladies  may  meet  as  they  would 
at  home  and  write  at  their  own  sweet  will,  entirely 
undisturbed,  at  the  beautiful  desks  and  tables  of 
mahogany  that  are  set  at  intervals  around  the 
room.  Adjoining  this  is  a  handsomely  appointed 
lavatory,  and  also  a  telephone-room.  From  this 
it  may  be  seen  that  the  comforts  of  the  gentler  sex 
have  been  adequately  provided  for. 

Now  the  questions  will  naturally  arise,  "Where 
is  this  beautiful  place,  and  for  what  purpose  is  it 
intended  ?  "  This  is  easily  answered.  It  is  the  up- 
town branch  of  the  H.  S.  Crocker  Company,  and 
the  location  is  227  and  229  Post  Street,  between 
Grant  Avenue  and  Stockton  Street.  It  is  intended 
to  keep  here  a  stock  of  the  very  finest  fashionable 
stationery  and  domestic  and  imported  leather 
goods,  together  with  all  of  the  accessories  that 
polite  correspondence  requires.  The  store  is  now 
fully  equipped  in  this  way,  and  is  under  the  per- 
sonal management  of  Mr.  J.  N.  Gregory,  who  has 
been  in  the  employ  of  the  firm  for  many  years.  In 
addition  to  the  stationery  department  there  is 
located  in  the  entresol  the  most  perfectly  arranged 
establishment  for  engraving  and  copper-plate  print- 
ing that  we  have  on  this  coast,  with  a  corps  of 
talented  artists.  The  firm  has  unrivaled  facilities 
for  the  execution  of  orders  for  visiting  cards,  in- 
vitations to  weddings,  receptions,  and  other  social 
functions,  and  the  excellence  of  their  work  in  the 
past  will  be  maintained  in  the  future. 


— Huber's  Orchestra  furnishes  excellent 
music  for  weddings,  receptions,  etc.  It  plays  at 
the  cotillions  of  the  Friday  Night  Club,  and  at  the 
Hotel  Del  Monte.    420  Eddy  Street.    Tel.,  East  681. 


—  Knox's  Sparkling  Gelatine  received 
the  only  medal  at  World's  Fair.  The  new  granu- 
lated package  dissolves  in  two  minutes.  Makes  one 
pint  more  jelly  than  shred.     Ask  your  grocer  for  it. 


—  Finest  imported  confectionery  from 
all  parts  of  the  globe,  at  W.  L.  Greenbaum's,  205 
Sutter  Street. 


— Moore's  Poison-Oak  Remedy.    Cures  poi- 
son-oak  and  all  skin  diseases. 


—  Kohler's  famous  Swiss  chocolates  at 
Wm.  L.  Greenbaum's,  205  Sutter  Street. 


-  Cooper  s  engravers  have  no  equal. 


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young  again,  can  find  an  ideal  home  in  the 
pure  atmosphere  of  Santa  Cruz  County  upon 
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it  a  commodious  residence  fully  furnished, 
and  with  modern  improvements ;  a  good 
barn,  and  all  necessary  out-buildings.  The 
orchards  are  planted  to  apples,  olives,  nuts, 
and  prunes,  all  bearing,  with  sufficient  yield 
to  give  a  man  all  the  outdoor  occupation  he 
desires.  Situated  not  far  from  a  railroad 
station. 

On  the  place  are  horses,  cows,  poultry, 
wagons,  carts,  and  all  needful  farming  im- 
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THE        ARGONAUT. 


November  26,  1894. 


VANITY    FAIR. 


Mme.  Casirair-Perier.  wife  of  the  French  presi- 
dent, has  been  attempting,  it  seems,  to  pose  as  the 
leader  of  feminine  fashion  in  France— and,  conse- 
quently, for  the  rest  of  the  world— after  the  fashion 
of  Eugenie  during  the  reign  of  the  Emperor  Napo- 
leon the  Third.  Vogues  correspondent  gives  this 
account  of  the  affair:  -'While  it  is  impossible  to 
do  otherwise  than  approve  of  the  motive  of  the 
first  decree  promulgated  by  la  prisidenie  in  her 
self-imposed  role  of  queen  and  arbiter  of  la  mode, 
since  it  aims  at  the  elimination  from  the  feminine 
toilet  of  all  feathered  ornaments,  still  people  are  in- 
clined 10  regard  her  attempt  to  dictate  and  direct 
the  fashion  as  impolitic  and  likely  to  meet  with 
ignominious  failure.  Mme.  Casimir-Pener,  al- 
though an  estimable  woman,  has  neither  the 
beauty,  the  youth,  the  supreme  elegance  and  chic, 
nor  the  social  prestige  that  was  enjoyed  by  Eu- 
genie throughout  the  Third  Empire.  The  Elysee 
can  offer  no  such  attractions  as  did  the  Tuileries  in 
those  days  ;  and  the  great  ladies  of  the  noble  Fau- 
bourg and  of  the  aristocracy  can  never  forget  that 
although  the  Casimir-  Periers  are  allied  matri- 
monially to  one  or  two  houses  that  figure  in  the 
'  Almanach  de  Gotha,'  both  husband  and  wife  are 
essentially  bourgeois.  While  there  is  much  splen- 
dor and  even  magnificence  in  the  presidential  es- 
tablishment, there  is  a  complete  absence  of  chic, 
and  at  every  point  one  is  met  by  a  paradoxical 
mixture  of  extreme  luxury  with  sordid  economy. 
Mme.  Casimir  -  Perier  is  all  the  more  inju- 
dicious in  her  pretensions  to  act  as  arbiter 
of  la  mode  when  it  is  remembered  that  there  is 
scarcely  an  empress  or  queen  in  Europe  who  makes 
any  attempt  to  fulfill  this  role.  Queen  Victoria  can 
certainly  not  be  considered  as  setting  the  fashion  in 
England,  neither  can  the  Empress  of  Austria  at 
Vienna  or  Pesth,  since  both  ladies  are  invariably 
arrayed  in  the  deepest  mourning.  The  same  may 
be  said  of  the  Queens-Regent  of  Holland  and 
Spain,  while  the  Queen  of  Sweden  is  an  invalid, 
the  Queen  of  Denmark  a  great-grandmother,  and 
the  Empress  of  Russia,  like  her  sister,  the  Princess 
of  Wales,  is  devoted  to  the  most  simple  form  of 
tailor-made  gowns  by  day— a  simplicity  so  great 
that  one  has  to  be  a  monarch  or  a  princess  of  the 
blood  in  order  to  carry  it  off.  Mme.  la  Presidente, 
however,  has  made  no  sign  as  to  whether  she  ap- 
proves or  not  of  the  movement  in  progress  among 
certain  of  our  ile'gantes  in  the  direction  of  the  sup- 
pression of  the  corset.  Several  of  our  most  beau- 
tiful mondaines— all  of  them  young  and  lovely- 
have  come  to  the  conclusion  that  they  could  easily 
dispense  with  that  article  of  attire  if  they  were  to 
transfer  the  whalebone  and  busks  to  the  bodice  of 
the  gown.  Naturally,  the  idea  is  being  opposed 
by  women  who  are  suffering  from  an  excess  of 
adipose  tissue,  and  as  Mme.  la  Presidente  mani- 
fests a  rather  pronounced  tendency  toward  embon- 
point, I  doubt  whether  the  movement  will  receive 
her  sanction." 

A  young  woman,  in  Chicago,  has  originated  the 
novel  idea  of  going  to  Europe  twice  a  year  to  shop 
for  her  friends,  charging  a  profitable  commission 
for  her  services.  Having  been  accustomed  to  the 
dainty  things  of  life  herself,  she  knows  where  to 
buy,  and  is  competent  to  judge  of  them,  and  with 
her  love  for  shopping  and  previous  experience  in 
buying  for  others,  she  feels  confident  of  success. 
Men,  she  is  sure,  will  give  her  plenty  of  orders. 
Of  course  necessity  prompted  her  to  try  the  experi- 
ment, and  in  one  week  of  preparation  she  had  suc- 
ceeded in  getting  commissions  enough  to  warrant 
the  first  trip  across  the  ocean.  Each  and  every 
order  is  to  be  filled  satisfactorily.  Nothing  is  to  be 
■too  much  trouble.  One  woman  is  to  send  her 
daughter  in  her  care  to  a  French  convent,  and  an- 
other one  wants  a  cat  which  can  be  found  at  a  cer- 
tain shop  in  London.  Gloves,  handkerchiefs,  lin- 
gerie, dinner-dresses,  evening  bonnets,  men's 
underwear,  overcoats,  furs,  and  old  china  are  on 
her  list ;  and  she  also  intends  to  buy  odd  things  for 
Christmas  on  her  own  account,  trusting  to  a  profit 
on  her  sales.  _ 

James  Payn  writes  in  the  Illustrated  News : 
"  The  Bayard,  sans  peur  et  sans  reproche,  has  been 
outdone  by  the  American  Embassador  of  the  same 
name,  inasmuch  as  he  has  been  applying  that  title 
to  others  which  the  Chevalier  kept  to  himself. 
Nobody  has  ever  said  such  handsome  things  of  us 
Britons  as  his  excellency  has  given  utterance  to  in 
America.  There  is  no  suspicion  that  his  praise  is 
otherwise  than  sincere,  though  we  have  certainly 
never  been  so  cracked  up  before.  Socially,  I  fear, 
we  are  neither  so  moral  nor  so  religious  as  the  em- 
bassador is  so  good  as  to  believe.  Here  is  an  ex- 
tract from  what  may  well  be  called  this  National 
Testimonial :  '  1  have  never  stayed  in  any  house  in 
which  that  household  did  not  kneel  every  morning 
in  common  prayer  to  the  Ruler  of  the  World.  I 
b;v:c  hiren  B  long  lime  there,  and  do  not  remember 
— nay,  I  am  sure  of  il— lhat  I  ever  heard  at  :iny 
entertainment  a  jest  or  a  story  that  a  man  would 
object  to  tell  his  wife,  hi:;  sister,  or  his  daughter.' 
I  am  afraid  Mr.  Bayard  must  have  been  exception- 
ally fortunate  in  his  acquaintances.  It  is  very 
seldom  I  regret  to  say,  that  /  meet  such  respecta- 
ble. As  to  family  prayers,  even  in  the  coun- 
:  in  London  the  custom  is  far  rarer— I  should 


have  thought,  in  such  houses  as  a  foreign  minister 
was  likely  to  visit,  they  were  the  exception  and  not 
the  rule.  A  house  where  a  big,  big  D  is  never 
dropped— not  '  hardly  ever,'  but  never— must  be 
either  a  Quakers'  meeting-house  or  a  deaf  and 
dumb  asylum.  Even  in  the  best  regulated  house- 
holds (to  say  nothing  of  treading  with  stockinged 
feet  'on  the  business  end  of  a  tin-tack')  people 
stumble  over  the  Persian  cat  or  lose  the  tops  of 
their  cues  in  the  billiard-room  as  they  do  elsewhere. 
What  do  they  say  then  f  As  for  '  gentleman's 
stories,"  they  are  not  told  when  ladies  or  embassa- 
dors are  present."  _ 

At  last  bicycling,  being  the  craze  in  Paris,  is  be- 
coming the  fashion  in  London.  "The  English," 
London  Truth  explains,  "  have  so  little  confidence  in 
such  matters  that  they  require  to  be  countenanced 
by  the  example  of  others  before  they  adopt  any  in- 
novation of  the  kind.  Battersea  Park,  in  the  early 
morning,  now  presents  a  curious  sight,  for  many  of 
the  best-known  men  are  to  be  met  there,  taking 
furious  exercise  upon  their  bicycles.  From  Batter- 
sea  Park  to  Piccadilly  is  not  a  far  cry,  and,  before 
long,  another  silly  prejudice  will  have  been  swept 
away,  when  men  shall  be  seen  riding  boldly  about 
their  business  and  up  to  their  clubs  upon  this  inex- 
pensive and  admirable  machine." 


It  seems  clear  that  even  the  New  Woman  will 
not  usurp  man's  nether  garments.  She  may  dislike 
the  trammels  of  her  present  petticoat,  but  trousers 
have  disadvantages  on  the  side  of  ugliness 
which  will  put  them  out  of  court  for  feminine 
wear.  Various  modifications  of  the  trousers  have 
been  proposed.  Two  costumes  have  recently  ap- 
peared in  the  Gazette  of  the  Rational  Dress  Society 
that  deserve  some  notice.  Both  the  ladies  shown 
in  photographs  are  attired  in  ordinary  morning  or 
walking-dress.  The  "Japanese  "  skirt  is,  of  course, 
made  dual — that  is  to  say,  two-legged,  though  the 
division  is  not  apparent.  This  is  due  to  the  man- 
ner in  which  it  is  cut  and  the  arrangement  of  the 
folds,  as  there  is  no  overskirt  of  any  sort.  This 
method  of  making  a  short  skirt  has  many  advan- 
tages over  the  more  primitive  idea  of  an  all-round 
dress,  with  knickerbockers  worn  underneath  in- 
visibly as  a  form  of  undergarment.  These  skirts  are 
never  meant  to  be  worn  longer  than  at  least  nine  or 
ten  inches  from  the  gTOund.  The  name  ' '  Japanese  " 
was  given  to  this  costume,  as  the  idea  was  first 
taken  from  the  dress  worn  by  Japanese  noblemen. 
A  form  of  dress  very  similar  is  also  worn  some- 
times by  the  Japanese  ladies.  This  costume  re- 
quires careful  fitting  by  a -dressmaker  who  under- 
stands the  making,  and  amateur  attempts  would 
only  result  in  disappointment.  The  "  Syrian " 
skirt  is  an  adaptation  of  the  Eastern  woman's 
trousers.  It  is  a  graceful  and  delightfully  com- 
fortable dress  for  walking.  On  a  well-made  young 
woman  the  effect  is  charming.  Of  course,  in  this 
costume,  the  fact  of  the  skirt  being  dual  is  obvious. 
It  is  perfectly  easy  to  make,  and  is  claimed  to  be 
the  simplest  form  of  skirt  ever  introduced.  That 
the  interest  in  the  subject  of  dress  reform,  far  off 
though  a  solution  may  be,  is  not  confined  to  such 
as  are  ungraciously  called  cranks  is  shown  by  a 
fact  like  the  following  :  In  July,  a  great  weekly 
newspaper  in  England  illustrated  a  new  kind  of 
knickers  for  ladies  ;  immediately  ladies  began  to 
send  in  applications  for  patterns,  and,  though 
months  have  now  elapsed,  there  is  no  indication  of 
the  demand  subsiding.  In  one  week  alone  two 
hundred  and  thirty  patterns  were  dispatched  ;  the 
largest  number  sent  off  in  one  day  was  sixty-three. 
From  these  figures  may  be  calculated  the  rapidity 
with  which  the  change  in  ladies'  dress  is  being 
made. 

Attention  is  being  called  once  more  in  France  to 
the  corset  question  by  a  petition  to  the  Chamber  of 
Deputies  against  wearing  that  garment  as  injurious 
to  the  health  of  the  female  part  of  the  population. 
The  Chamber  solemnly  received  the  petition,  and 
passed  it  in  committee.  Meantime  a  Paris  journal- 
ist has  been  gathering  the  opinions  of  notable 
women.  A  great  many  denounce  the  corset. 
"  Gyp"  declares  it  unhealthy  and  ungraceful,  and 
says  it  turns  all  figures  into  one  commonplace 
mold,  spoiling  pretty  ones,  and  doing  nothing  to 
improve  the  ugly  ones.  Mile.  Bartet,  of  the 
Comedie-Francaise,  simply  declares  it  a  horror. 
Jane  Hading  says  that  since  she  has  been  in 
America,  she  is  for  a  war  of  independence. 


A  correspondent  having  asked  a  London  journal- 
ist if  such  articles  of  commerce  are  really  bought, 
sold,  and  trafficked  in  as  calves — not  of  the  bovine 
sort,  be  it  understood,  but  that  disingenuous  and 
self-assertive  invention  of  the  outfitter  which  lends 
to  a  leggy  embonpoint,  and  can  be  retailed  at  so  much 
per  pair— he  replies  with  the  following  :  "  It  was 
last  season.  A  levee  had  been  announced  ;  so, 
beinf,'  m  an  appropriately  loyal  frame  of  mind,  I 
got  out  sword  and  silk  stockings,  which  in  due 
course  appeared  at  St.  James"s.  Immediately  fol- 
lowing the  function  I  left  the  palace  with  two 
friends  who  were  bound  for  a  scientific  pow-wow 
in  head-quarters  close  by,  at  which  one  of  them 
was  due,  he  being  promoter,  director,  or  something 
of  the  sort.  There  were  ladies  present ;  and  a 
pleasant  rustling  did  homage  to  our  impressive 
arrival  as  we  slipped   into   scath   which   had  been 


kept  vacant  on  the  stage.  Some  one  was  orating. 
He  was  wearisome  and  statistical  to  such  utter 
monotony  as  gave  his  entire  audience  fidgets. 
Suddenly,  for  some  unexplained  reason,  people 
began  to  brighten,  then  to  smile,  and  lastly  to 
titter  most  unmistakably.  This  was  reviving,  but 
mysterious.  I  looked  round  for  a  cause  and  saw  it 
close  at  hand,  in  my  friend  the  director's  calves. 
He  had  crossed  his  legs,  sunk  into  a  gentle  dose, 
and  those  shapely  limbs,  which  had  been  a  pre- 
vious cause  of  jealousy,  were  now  a  discovered 
fraud.  For  the  false  calves  had  worked  round  to 
the  front.  Without  entering  into  the  subsequent 
tableau,  my  present  inquirer  may  be  well  assured 
that  these  adornments  were  and  are  a  very  real 
fact  on  this  and  other  occasions.  It  is  indeed  a 
matter  of  notoriety  across  Channel  that  ladies 
have  adopted  (with  modifications)  the  fashion 
aforesaid  from  men.  That  is  since  they  have  taken 
to  bicycling  aud  breeches.  All  the  smart  Paris 
hosiers  now  sell  cycling  stockings,  which  are  thickly 
interlined  at  the  calves,  to  their  customers  of  both 
genders." 


Lamps  are  good  or  not, 
according  to  whether  their 
chimneys  suit  them  or  not. 
See  the  "Index  to  Chimneys1' 
—  free. 

Write  Geo  A  Macbeth  Co, 
Pittsburgh,  Pa. 

Pearl  glass,  pearl  top,  tough 
glass. 


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A  2  OZ.  TRIAL    PACKAGE. 
POSTPAID    FOR  25 CENTS 


NIT.  VERNON  COMPANY,  BALTIMORE 

The  undersigned  having  been  appointed  AGENTS 
FOR  THE  PACIFIC  COAST  for  the  sale  of  the  manu- 
factures of  above  company,  have  now  in  store  : 

SAIL  DUCK— ALL  NUMBERS; 
HYDRAULIC-ALL  NUMBERS; 
DRAPER  AND  WAGON  DUCK, 

From  30  to  120  inches  wide  ;  and  a  complete  assortment 
of  ail  qualities.  28J£-incli  Duck,  from  7  Ounces 
to  15  Ounces,  inclusive. 

MURPHY,  GRAM  &  CO. 


Banks. 


THE  BANK  OF  CALIFORNIA, 

SAN    FRANCISCO. 


Capital #3, 000, 000  00 

5i'n>lu*aiid  Undivided  Profits    3,158,129  70 
October  1,  1894. 


William  Alvokd President 

Charles  R.  Bishop Vice-President 

Thomas  Bkown Cashier 

S.  Prkstiss  Smith Assistant  Cashier 

Irving  F.  Moulton 2d  Assistant  Cashier 

Allen  M.  Clav Secretary 


A  little  smoother 

A  little  more  durable 

A  little  higher  priced 

Tadella  Alloyed-Zink  Pens 

are  worth  trying  and  are  cheapest  in  the  end 

Samples,  20  Styles,  10  Cents 
TADEULA    FEN    COMPANY 

74  FIFTH  AVENUE,         NEW  YORK  CITY 

Sold  in  25  cent  and  S1.25  boxes,  postpaid 


CORRESPONDENTS  : 

M       v    ,  I  Messrs.  Laidlaw  &  Co. 

New  York jThfi  Eank  of  New  Vork    N    R   A_ 

Boston Tremont  National  Bank 

London Messrs.  N.  M.  Rothschild  &  Sons 

Paris Messrs.  De  Rothschild  Freres 

Virginia  City,  Nev Agency  of  the  Bank  of  California 

rt,  -  \  Union  National  Bank 

CIllcago |  Illinois  Trust  and  Savings  Bank 

St.  Louis Boatmen's  Bank 

Australia  and  New  Zealand Bank  of  New  Zealand 

China,  Japan,  and  India    Chartered  Bank  of  India, 

Austtalia,  and  China 


CRATEFUL-COMFORTINC. 

Epps's  Cocoa 

BREAKFAST-SUPPER. 

"  By  a  \horough  knowledge  of  the  natural  laws  which 
govern  the  operations  of  digestion  and  nutrition,  and  by  a 
careful  application  of  the  fine  properties  of  well-selected 
Cocoa,  Mr.  Epps  has  provided  for  our  breakfast  and  sup- 
per a  delicately  flavored  beverage  which  may  save  us 
many  heavy  doctors'  bills.  It  is  by  the  judicious  use  of 
such  articles  of  diet  that  a  constitution  may  be  gradually 
built  up  until  strong  enough  to  resist  every  tendency  to 
disease.  Hundreds  of  subtle  maladies  are  floating  around 
us  ready  to  attack  wherever  there  is  a  weak  point.  We 
may  escape  many  a  fatal  shaft  by  keeping  ourselves  well 
fortified  with  pure  blood  and  a  properly  nourished  frame." 
— Civil  Serzriec  Gazette. 

Made  simply  with  boiling  water  or  milk.  Sold  only  in 
half-pound  tins,  by  Grocers,  labeled  thus: 

JAMES  EPPS  &  CO.  (Ltd.), 
Homoeopathic  Chemists,  London,  England. 

CARMEL  COSM  ETIC  CO. 

(Incorporated.) 

Manufacturers  of  Mrs.  M.  J.  Butler's  Cele- 
brated TOILET  PREPARATIONS. 

131    POST    STREET,   -    ROOMS    20-21 

Manicuring,  Hair-I>reHsiiig,  Facial  Treat- 
ment. 


Letters  of  Credit  issued  available  in  all  parts  of  the  world. 

Draw  direct  on  New  York,  Boston,  Chicago.  St.  Louis, 
Salt  Lake,  Denver,  Kansas  City,  New  Orleans,  Portland, 
Or.,  Los  Angeles,  and  on  London,  Paris,  Berlin,  Ham- 
burg, Bremen,  Frankfort-on-Main,  Copenhagen,  Stock- 
holm, Christiana,  Melbourne,  Sydney,  Auckland,  Hong 
Kong,  Shanghai,  Yokohama,  Genoa,  and  all  cities  in  Italy. 

California  Safe  Deposit  and 
Trust  Co. 

PAID-UP  CAPITAL SI, 000, 000 


Corner  Montgomery  and  California  Sts.,  S.  F. 

J.D.  Fry,  President.    Henry  Williams,  Vice-President. 
J.  Dalzell  Brown,  Secretary  and  Treasurer. 


This  Company  is  authorized  bylaw  to  act  as  Executor, 
Administrator,  Assignee,  Receiver,  or  Trustee.  It  is  a 
legal  depositary  for  Court  and  Trust  Funds,  Will  take 
entire  charge  of  Real  and  Personal  Estates,  collecting 
the  income  and  profits,  and  attending  to  all  such  details 
as  an  individual  in  like  capacity  could  do. 

Acts  as  Registrar  and  Transfer  Agent  of  all  Stocks 
and  Bonds. 

Receives  deposits  subject  to  check  and  allows  interest 
at  the  rate  of  two  per  cent,  per  annum  on  daily  balance*. 
Issues  certificates  of  deposit  bearing  fixed  rates  of  interest. 

Receives  deposits  in  its  savings  department,  and  allows 
the  usual  rates  of  interest  thereon. 

RENTS  SAFES  inside  its  burglar-proof  vaults  at 
prices  from  $5  per  annum  upwards,  according  to  size. 
Valuables  of  all  kinds  may  be  stored  at  low  rates. 

Wills  drawn  and  taken  care  of  without 
charge.     Call  or  write  for  circular. 

WELLS  FARGO  UO.S  BANK 

N.  K.  Cor.  Sausome  aud  Sutter  Sts. 
San  Ffancisco.  Cal. 

Cash  Capital  and  Surplus 96,350,000 

J  no.  I.  Valkntine,  President;  Homer  S.  King,  Manager. 
H.  Wadswobth,  Cashier ;  F.  L.  Lipmat,  Asst-Cashier. 
Directors — John  J.  Valentine,  Benj.  P.  Cheney,  Oliver 

E. 
ans. 


Eldridge,  Henry  E.  Huntington,  Homer  S.  King,  Geo. 
Gray.  John  J.  McCook,  Charles  F.Crocker,  Dudley  Evai 


ASSESSMENT   NOTICE. 


GLADIE  MINING  COMPANY.— LOCATION  OF 
principal  place  of  business.  San  Francisco,  Cali- 
fornia ;  location  of  works.  Sierra  City,  Sierra  County,  Cal- 
ifornia. 

Notice  is  hereby  given  that  at  a  meeting  of  the  Board 
of  Directors,  held  on  the  sixteenth  day  of  October,  1804, 
an  assessment  (No.  1)  of  Two  Cents  per  share  was  levied 
upon  the  capital  stock  of  the  corporation,  payable  imme- 
diately in  United  States  gold  coin,  to  the  Secretary,  at 
the  office  of  the  company,  room  60  Halleck  Block,  330 
Sansome  Street,  San  Francisco,  California. 

Any  stock  upon  which  this  assessment  shall  remain  un- 
paid on  the  fifth  day  of  December,  1894,  will  be  delin- 
quent, and  advertised  for  sale  at  public  auction  :  and  un- 
less payment  is  made  before,  will  be  sold  on  WEDNES- 
DAY, the  twenty-sixth  day  of  December,  1804,  l0  P*y 
the  delinquent  assessment,  together  with  costs  of  adver- 
tising and  expenses  of  sale.  By  order  of  the  Board  of 
Director*.  H.  M.  SHAW.  Secretary. 

Office— Room  60  Halleck  Block,  330  Sansome  Street, 
San  Francisco.  California. 


BANK  OF  SISSON,   CROCKER  i  CO. 

(Incorporated  April  95,  1892.) 

322  Pine  Street,  San   Francisco. 

Directors: 

Geo.    W.    Scott,    President  ;    W.    W.    Van   Arsdalr, 

Cashier;  J.  H.  Strobridge,  D.  W.  Earl,  J.  M.  Sisson.  F. 

H.  Green,  J.  M.  Haven. 

Receives   deposits ;    dealers   in    exchange ;    a    general 
banking  business  transacted. 


Market  QuoiMioNSREawtDovEROuR own  wire 

EVERY  FIFTEEN  MINUTES. 

SANKERSanoBROKERS. 

PRIVATE  WIRE  EAST. 

i   Chicago  New  York 

Grain  and  Provisions.  Stocks  and  Bonds. 

401-05  CflLIFORNlASt  SANffUNCISCO 


November  26,  1894. 


THE        ARGONAUT. 


18 


STORYETTES. 


Grave  and  Gay,  Epigrammatic  and  Otherwise. 


Talleyrand's  conservatism  was  summed  up  by  a 
witty  compatriot.  Paul  de  Courrier,  who  declared 
that  if  Talleyrand  had  been  present  at  the  creation, 
he  would  have  exclaimed  :  "  Good  gracious ! 
Chaos  will  be  destroyed  !  " 

As  Burton,  the  comedian,  was  traveling  on  a 
steamboat  down  the  Hudson,  he  seated  himself  at 
the  table  and  called  for  some  beefsteak.  The 
waiter  furnished  him  with  a  small  strip  of  the  arti- 
cle, such  as  travelers  are  usually  put  off  with. 
Taking  it  upon  his  fork  and  turning  it  over  and 
examining  it  with  one  of  his  peculiar,  serious  looks, 
the  comedian  coolly  remarked:  "Yes,  that's  it; 
bring  me  some." 

A  Detroit  man,  the  other  day,  received  a  sudden 
invitation  from  a  Kentucky  friend  (says  the  Free 
Press)  to  come  down  and  join  a  hunting-party 
about  to  start  for  the  mountains.  The  Detroit  man 
wanted  to  go,  but  he  did  not  know  what  kind  of 
game  was  to  be  the  object,  so  he  sent  this  telegram 
for  instructions  :  "  All  right.  What  shall  I  bring  ?  " 
A  few  hours  later,  he  received  this  reply  :  "Cork- 
screws ;  we  have  the  rest." 

The  King  of  the  Belgians  went  out  for  a  walk 
the  other  day,  and  entered  a  farm  to  ask  for  a  glass 
of  milk.  When  he  had  made  a  remark  in  English 
to  his  companion,  he  heard  the  hostess  say  to  her 
husband  in  Flemish:  "I  wonder  what  that  long- 
nosed  Englishman  will  give  us  for  the  milk?" 
Whereupon  the  king  took  out  a  five-franc  piece  and 
gave  it  to  the  woman,  saying  in  Flemish  :  "  Allow 
me  to  offer  you  the  portrait  of  the  long-nosed  En- 
glishman." 

In  a  suit  for  separation,  counsel  for  the  plaintiff 
pleaded,  among  other  reasons,  incompatibility  of 
temperament.  He  depicted  the  character  of  the 
husband  as  "  brutal,  violent,  and  passionate." 
The  husband's  advocate  rose  in  bis  turn,  and  de- 
scribed the  wife  as  "  spiteful,  short-tempered,  and 
sulky."  "  Pardon  me,"  interrupted  the  judge,  ad- 
dressing both  limbs  of  the  law  ;  "  I  can  not  see, 
gentlemen,  where  the  incompatibility  of  tempera- 
ment comes  in." 

Judge  Saunders,  of  North  Carolina  (afterward 
Minister  to  Spain),  had  occasion  to  try  a  Pollard- 
Breckinridge  case  at  Harnett  County  Superior 
Court.  He  had  clear  opinions  on  the  merits  of  the 
case,  and  thus  charged  the  jury:  "Gentlemen,  I 
tried  a  case  like  this  in  Rockingham  County  last 
week,  and  the  jury  sized  the  defendant's  pile — 
sized  his  pile,  gentlemen.  It  is  for  you  to  say 
whether  female  virtue  is  prized  as  highly  in  Harnett 
as  it  is  in  Rockingham.     Take  the  case." 


Elder  Charles  Holden,  pastor  of  the  church  in 
Warwick,  R.  I.,  at  the  time  of  the  Declaration  of 
Independence,  had  been  accustomed  to  pray  for 
"the  king  and  all  in  authority"  in  his  public 
services.  The  elder  was  patriotic,  and  the  new- 
order  of  things  interfered  with  his  set  forms  of 
speech.  At  one  time,  while  praying,  he  came  to 
the  place,  "  We  pray  for  the  king  and  all  in  au- 
thority," and  before  he  was  aware  of  it,  the  words 
were  uttered.  He  stopped  short,  and,  after  an 
instant's  hesitation,  added,  "  Living  in  Rhode 
Island." 

At  the  close  of  one  of  the  sessions  in  the  trial  of 
Warren  Hastings,  when  most  of  those  engaged  had 
gathered  in  the  anteroom,  Dr.  Parr  stalked  up  and 
down  the  room  in  his  pedantic,  pompous  way, 
growling  out  praises  of  the  speeches  of  Fox  and 
Sheridan,  but  saying  not  a  word  about  Burke's,  j 
Burke,  sensitive  at  this  omission,  and  anxious  for 
some  commendation  from  the  great  authority, 
could  at  last  contain  himself  no  longer,  and  burst 
out :  "  Doctor,  didn't  you  like  my  speech  ?  "  "  No, 
Edmund,"  replied  Dr.  Parr,  calmly  eyeing  his  ex- 
cited questioner;  "your  speech  was  oppressed 
with  metaphor,  dislocated  by  parenthesis,  and  de- 
bilitated by  amplification."  * 


would  not  remove.  The  young  man  told  Jackson 
the  situation,  and  Cass  was  sent  for.  "  Cass," 
said  the  President,  "  this  young  man,  son  of  my 
old  friend,  says  you  have  got  a  place  in  the  War 
Department,  filled  by  a  Whig,  which  you  won't  give 
him."  Secretary  Cass  explained  that  the  duties 
of  the  office  were  of  a  peculiar  kind,  and  he  could 
get  no  one  to  fill  the  place  if  the  man  now  in  it 
should  be  removed.  Jackson  flared  up.  "  By  the 
Eternal,  Cass,  do  you  mean  to  tell  me  you  have 
an  office  in  your  department  filled  by  a  Whig 
which  can't  be  filled  by  a  Democrat  ?  Then  abolish 
the  office  !  "     The  young  man  got  the  place. 


General  James  Madison  Leach,  of  North  Caro- 
lina, was  on  one  occasion  associated  in  a  case  with 
Mr.  Ball,  a  very  careful  and  painstaking  lawyer, 
but  very  matter-of-fact.  On  this  occasion  a  point 
of  law  occurred  to  General  Leach,  but  being  a  little 
doubtful  of  it  himself,  he  did  not  submit  it  to  his 
associate.  He  simply  just  turned  it  loose  on  the 
judge.  Not  meeting  with  much  encouragement, 
he  involuntarily  turned  to  his  associate.  But  he 
quickly  and  easily  read  disapprobation  and  dissatis- 
faction in  his  face.  So  when,  a  few  minutes  later, 
the  judge  blandly  asked,  "General  Leach,  do  you 
think  that  can  possibly  be  law?"  the  general,  with 
a  Chesterfieldian  bow  and  an  air  of  positive  relief, 
replied  :  "  I  agree  entirely  with  the  intimation  of 
your  honor.  In  fact,  I  only  presented  the  point  out 
of  deference  to  the  opinion  of  my  brother  Ball." 
Instantly  Mr.  Ball,  with  a  flushed  face  and  a  sotto 
voce  heard  all  over  the  court-room,  said,  in  an 
earnest  manner  :  "  Why  —  it  —  is  —  all — a — d — d — 
lie."  _ 

The  late  Count  de  Paris  once,  while  a  member 
of  the  military  staff  of  General  McClellan,  went  to 
visit  General  Pleasanton  at  his  head-quarters  on 
the  York  River.  Pleasanton  was  waiting  for 
orders,  and  to  economize  somewhat  on  rations,  as 
well  as  to  kill  time,  he  had  taught  his  troops  to  dig 
up  the  oysters  along  the  river-bank  and  roast  them. 
When  the  count  reached  camp,  the  first  supper  set 
before  him  was  a  mess  of  York  River  oysters.  His 
ride  had  given  him  a  keen  appetite,  and  the  oysters, 
hot  from  the  pan,  were  the  most  delicious  food  he 
had  eaten  for  a  month.  "  Where  did  you  get 
these  ? "  he  asked,  pausing  between  mouthfuls  ; 
"from  New  York?"  "Oh,  no,"  answered  the 
general  ;  "  from  the  York  River,  right  here  at  your 
feet.  My  men  have  had  several  weeks'  practice  at 
oyster-fishing."  The  count  was  silent  for  a  mo- 
ment, looking  up  from  under  his  eyebrows  to  see 
whether  the  general  was  jesting.  Then  he  reached 
for  another  plateful.  "  Well,"  he  remarked,  "  if  I 
were  to  go  back  to  Paris  and  tell  that  story,  they 
would  stamp  it  as  an  American  lie  ;  dragoons  don't 
catch  oysters  in  war  times." 


THE^HORSE  (SHOW. 


You  Can't  Eat  Wroognt-Iron  Nails, 

Of  course,  and  expect  to  digest  them,  but  you  can 
eat  ordinary  food  that  is  wholesome  and  digest  it, 
too,  after  your  stomach,  if  enfeebled,  has  been 
strengthened  by  a  course  of  Hostetter's  Stomach 
Bitters.  Your  kidneys,  liver,  and  digestive  organs 
will  be  rendered  active  and  vigorous  by  the  great 
tonic,  and  your  system  fortified  against  malaria  and 
rheumatism.  Use  it,  also,  if  you  are  nervous  and 
sleepless. 

—  Cooper's  engravers  have  no  equal. 


Careful  Attention 
To  the  healthful  feeding  of  the  cows  producing  the 
milk  received  at  our  condenseries  is  vitally  impor- 
tant. We  rigorously  prohibit  the  use  of  foods 
not  qualified  to  produce  pure,  wholesome  milk. 
Hence,  the  superior  quality  of  the  Gail  Borden 
Eagle  Brand  Condensed  Milk. 


Mothers  be  sure  and  use  "  Mrs.  Winslow's 
Soothing  Syrup  "  for  your  children  while  teething. 


As  a  regiment  was  on  the  march  to  Gettysburg, 
some  of  the  soldiers  stepped  out  of  the  ranks  and 
"confiscated"  a  couple  of  geese,  and  one  of  the 
drummers  unheaded  his  instrument  and  put  the 
captured  birds  in  the  drum.  Shortly  afterward  the 
colonel  came  along,  and,  noticing  the  boy  shirked 
his  usual  drum-whacks,  rode  up  to  him  and  said  : 
"Why  don't  you  beat  that  drum  ?  "  "Colonel," 
said  the  startled  musician,  "I  want  to  speak  to 
you."  The  colonel  drew  still  closer  to  him,  and, 
bending  down  his  head,  said:  "Well,  what  have 
youtosay?"  The  drummer  whispered  :  "Colonel, 
I've  got  a  couple  of  geese  in  here."  The  colonel 
straightened  up,  and  gravely  said  :  "  Well,  if 
you're  sick  and  can't  play,  you  needn't,"  and  then 
rode  on.     The  colonel  had  roast  goose  that  night. 

A  young  man  from  Tennessee,  son  of  a  friend 
of  General  Jackson's,  went  to  Washington  for  a 
place.  He  looked  about  and  found  what  he 
wanted.  It  was  in  the  War  Department,  and  filled 
by  a  very   efficient  Whig,   whom   Secretary  Cass 


-Cooper's  engravers  have  no  equal. 


"Is  he  a  criminal  lawyer?"      "Not  quite;  he 
stops  just  short  of  it." — Puck. 


ou  can  easilyhave  ihebcstif 
1  you  only  insist  upon  it. 
1  Theyaremadeforcookingand 
I  heating. in  every  conceivable  slyle 
1  and s\ze.ford/7y  kind offuel  and 

with  prices  from  *  10  to  *  70. 

The  genuine  eJ!  bearthis  trade 

mark  and  are  sold  with  a  written 
guarantee.  First-class  merchants 

everywhere  handle  them. 

t&^W  The  Michigan  Stove  Company. 

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The  first  annual  horse  show  of  the  Horse  Show 
Association  of  San  Francisco  will  begin  at  the 
Mechanics'  Pa%ilion  on  Wednesday  morning  next, 
November  28th,  and  will  be  continued  until  Satur- 
day night.  The  exhibition  will  be  open  every  day 
and  evening  from  half-past  nine  in  the  morning 
until  eleven  at  night.  The  programme  provides 
for  continuous  events  throughout  the  day  and  even- 
ing, such  as  parades  of  the  horses  ;  four-in-hand, 
tandem,  and  other  driving  competitions  for  cash 
prizes  and  silver  trophies  ;  saddle-horse  and  jump- 
ing contests,  together  with  pony-riding  and  driving. 
The  exhibit  of  remarkably  fine  draught-horses  will 
be  specially  interesting,  and  many  beautiful  Shet- 
land and  Hungarian  ponies  will  be  shown.  An  en- 
tire change  of  programme  will  be  made  daily,  and 
a  new  class  will  enter  the  arena  every  thirty  min- 
utes. Wednesday,  November  28th,  there  will  be  a 
special  exhibition  of  Salvator  and  Tenny  in  the 
arena  at  eleven  A.  M. 

The  show,  though  the  first  held  on  this  coast, 
will  be  an  extraordinary  one  in  the  celebrity,  value, 
and  diversity  of  the  horses  entered.  There  are 
literally  hundreds  of  horses  enrolled,  and  among 
them  are  many  of  world-renowned  celebrity,  viz., 
Salvator  and  Tenny,  from  the  Haggin  ranch  ;  Sir 
Modred,  whose  progeny  has  won  more  than  two 
hundred  thousand  dollars  during  the  past  year  ; 
Islington,  brother  to  the  famous  Isinglass,  the 
greatest  race-horse  of  the  present  day  in  England  ; 
Firenzi  and  Bessie  S.,  the  great  trotters  ;  the 
champions,  Directum  and  Flying  Jib,  with  the 
latter's  sire,  Algona,  and  dam,  making  a  most 
interesting  group  of  sire,  dam,  and  progeny  ; 
the  stars  of  "Lucky"  Baldwin's  stables,  and  also 
the  renowned  stallions,  Guy  Wilkes,  Dawn,  Chas. 
Derby,  Melvar,  and  others.  The  Hungarian  ponies 
— of  which  there  are  thirty  from  the  Haggin  ranch 
alone — are  to  have  a  paddock  by  themselves,  and 
with  entries  from  the  Haggin  ranch,  from  Mr.  A. 
W.  Foster,  Mr.  John  English,  Miss  McCrea,  and 
others,  the  paddock  will  be  a  beautiful  sight. 

Those  who  have  entered  coaches,  drags,  or 
brakes  number  sixteen,  among  them  being  Mr. 
Joseph  D.  Grant,  Mr.  George  A.  Newhall,  the 
Burlingame  Club,  Mr.  M.  Theodore  Kearney, 
Mr.  C.  A.  Baldwin,  Mr.  E.  J.  Baldwin,  Mr.  John 
Parrott,  Mr.  Walter  S.  Hobart,  and  others.  About 
the  same  gentlemen  have  made  entries  for  the  tan- 
dem competitions. 

Casassa's  Band  will  play  mornings,  afternoons, 
and  evenings,  and  Ludwig  will  conduct  a  cafe" 
where  luncheons,  dinners,  and  suppers  will  be 
served  in  his  best  style.  Already  a  number  of 
prominent  ladies  have  engaged  tables  for  various 
parties  they  have  made  up  and  will  entertain  dur- 
ing the  progress  of  the  show.  We  have  already 
printed  the  list  of  box-holders,  which  was  prac- 
tically filled  a  fortnight  ago. 


For  nearly  fifty  years  Ayer's  Sarsaparilla  has  led 
the* van  of  blood  medicines. 


Finest  oysters  in  all  styles,  Swain's,  213  Sutter  St, 


-Cooper's  engravers  have  no  equal. 


PACIFIC  MAIL  STEAMSHIP  CO. 

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Calling  at  various  ports  of  Mexico  and  Qentral  America. 
Sailings   fat    noon)    from    company's    wharf.    First    and 
Brannan  Streets : 

SS.  San  Bias November  28th 

SS.  San  Juan December  8th 

SS.  Colon December  18th 

SS.  San  Jose December  28th 

Japan  and    China    Line   for  Yokohama  and 
Hong  Kong. 

Connecting  at  Yokohama  with  steamers  for  Shanghai,  and 

at  Hong  Kong  for  Indies,  Straits,  etc. : 

FOR  HONG  KONG,  VIA  YOKOHAMA: 

Peru Saturday,  November  24,  at  3  P.  m. 

City  of  Rio  Janeiro. .  -Thursday,  December  13,  at  3  P.  M. 

City  of  Peking Thursday,  January  3,  at  3  p.  m. 

China  (via  Honolulu) Tuesday,  January  15,  at  3  p.  m. 

Round-Trip  Tickets   to   Yokohama  and  return  at  re- 
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Steamers  leave  Wharf,  corner  First  and  Erannan  Streets, 

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Connecting  at  Yokohama  with  steamers  for  Shanghai. 

Steamer.     From  San  Francisco  for  Hong  Kong.      1894. 

Belgic Thursday,  November  15 

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THE        ARGONAUT. 


November  26,  1894. 


society. 


The  Howard-Poett  Wedding. 
The  residence  of  Mrs.  Henry  B.  Williams  at 
Burlingame  was  the  scene  of  a  fashionable  wedding 
at  noon  last  Wednesday.  The  bride  was  her 
granddaughter,  Miss  Marian  Poett,  who  is  a 
daughter  of  Mr.  Alfred  Poett,  of  Santa  Barbara. 
The  groom  was  Mr.  J.  H.  P.  Howard,  son  of  the 
late  George  Howard,  of  San  Mateo. 

Invitations  to  the  wedding  were  restricted  to 
about  seventy-five  relatives  and  intimate  friends. 
The  residence  was  tastefully  decorated  with  plants 
and  bright-hued  flowers.  The  ceremony  was  per- 
formed by  Archbishop  Riordan  in  a  most  impressive 
manner,  and  the  bride  was  given  into  the  keeping 
of  the  groom  by  her  father.  Miss  Mabel  Poett 
was  the  maid  of  honor,  and  the  bridesmaids  were 
Miss  Mary  Cooke,  of  Chicago,  Miss  Sarah  Reding- 
ton,  of  Santa  Barbara,  Miss  Edith  Poett.  and  Miss 
Florence  Mills.  The  groom  was  attended  by  Mr. 
Henry  W.  Poett  as  best  man,  and  the  ushers  com- 
prised Mr.  Richard  M.  Tobin,  Mr.  Henry  R. 
Simpkins,  Mr.  John  Lawson,  and  Mr.  Talbot  Clif- 
ton. The  dresses  worn  by  the  young  ladies  are 
described  as  follows  : 

The  bride  appeared  in  an  elegant  robe  of  white 
Duchesse  satin,  with  a  bell-shaped  skirt  and  a  long  court 
train.  There  was  a  flounce  of  point  applique  ornament- 
ing the  front  of  the  skirt.  The  bodice  was  high  and  the 
sleeves  very  bouffant.  A  long  veil  of  white  silk  moleme 
fell  from  her  coiffure  to  the  end  of  the  train. 

Her  maids  were  all  attired  alike  in  dainty  gowns  of 
white  silk  covered  with  pineapple-colored  mousseline  de 
soie.  The  skirts  were  very  wide  and  finished  at  the 
bottom  with  frills  of  mull,  while  the  bodices  were  adorned 
with  fichus  of  that  material. 

A  breakfast  was  served  after  the  ceremony  and 
Huber's  Hungarian  Orchestra  played  concert  selec- 
tions. Mr.  and  Mrs.  Howard  left  the  next  day  for 
an  Eastern  trip,  via  New  Orleans.  When  they  re- 
turn they  will  reside  at  San  Mateo. 

The  Bixler  Reception. 
Mr.  and  Mrs.  David  Bixler  entertained  a  large 
number  of  their  friends  most  agreeably  last 
Monday  evening  by  a  reception  at  their  residence, 
corner  of  Pierce  and  Union  Streets.  The  spacious 
grounds  surrounding  the  residence  were  brightly 
illuminated  by  hundreds  of  gayly  colored  Japanese 
lanterns  hung  from  the  trees.  The  drawing- 
rooms  were  brilliantly  lighted  and  sustained  a 
pretty  decoration  of  roses,  chrysanthemums,  and 
other  flowers  artistically  arranged  here  and  there. 
Mrs.  Bixler  was  assisted  in  receiving  by  her  two 
nieces,  Misses  Helen  and  Mabel  Hyde.  Dancing 
commenced  about  nine  o'clock,  and  at  midnight  an 
elaborate  supper  was  served.  Of  course  the  art- 
gallery  was  a  potent  attraction  between  the  dances. 
It  was  about  three  o'clock  when  the  pleasant  affair 
came  to  an  end.     Among  those  present  were  : 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  David  Bixler,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Barclay 
Henley,  Dr.  and  Mrs.  Henry  Gibbons,  Jr.,  Mr.  and  Mrs. 
Edwin  Danforth,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Charles  Fox  Tay,  Mr. 
and  Mr.  Herbert  Bird  Weller,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Taxton 
Wright,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Hugh  Hume,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  William 
Harvey  Jardine,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  George  Appleton  Maguire, 
Mr.  and  Mrs.  Frederick  Pickering,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Charles 
S.  Wheeler,  Dr.  and  Mrs.  William  J.  Younger,  Mr.  and 
Mrs.  H.  Francis,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Mansfield  Lovell,  Mrs. 
Carmichael  Carr,  Miss  Helen  Hyde,  Miss  Mabel  Hyde, 
Miss  Irene  Tay,  Miss  Hattie  Tay,  Miss  Jennie  Hobbs, 
Miss  Anna  Hobbs,  Miss  Morrison,  Miss  Mamie  Burling, 
Miss  Salie  Huie,  Miss  Edith  Nelson,  Miss  Marie 
Voorhies,  Miss  Belle  Hutchinson,  Miss  Ethel  Cohen, 
Miss  Ida  Gibbons,  Miss  Faony  Crocker,  Miss  Helen 
Wool  worth,  Miss  Rodgers,  Miss  Gruber,  Miss  Daisy 
Polk,  Miss  Mooser,  Miss  Clarice  Sheldon,  Miss  Clem- 
entina Kip,  Miss  Marsh,  of  Oakland,  Miss  Hathaway, 
Miss  Mollie  Wethcred,  Mr.  Rothwell  Hyde,  Lieutenant 
W.  R.  Smedberg,  Jr.,  U.  S.  A.,  Lieutenant  Harry  Benson, 
U.  S,  A.,  Mr.  William  lngraham  Kip,  Mr.  Cutler  Paige, 
Mr.  Daniel  Polk,  Mr.  George  S.  Mearns,  Mr.  L.  S.  Vas- 
■ault,  Mr.  William  Mooser,  Mr.  Woodworth  Wethered, 
Mr.  Bennett,  Mr.  Topping,  Dr.  William  Martin,  U.  S. 
N.,  Mr.  Moses,  Mr.  George  James,  Mr.  Stafford  Parker, 
Mr.  Walter  Ferguson,  Mr.  W.  B.  Cooke,  Mr.  Hallock 
Wright,  Mr.  Edgar  A.  Mizner,  Mr.  Jesse  Godley,  Mr. 
William  Huie,  Mr.  Edward  Huie,  Mr.  David  D.  Bagley, 
Mr.  R.  M.  Duperu,  Lieutenant  F.  A.  Wilcox,  U.  S.  A., 
Lieutenant  L.  F.  Kilbourne,  U.  S.  A.,  and  Mr.  Rodgers, 


The  Tucker  Dinner-Party. 

Mrs.  J.   C.   Tucker   and   the   Misses   Mae   and 

Claire  Tucker  gave  an  enjoyable  dinner-party  last 

Wednesday    evening    at    their    home,    1001    Pine 

Street.     The  dining-room  was  embellished  with  a 


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decoration  of  roses  and  potted  tropical  plants,  and 
the  table  was  especially  attractive.  It  was  covered 
with  yellow  crfipe,  with  an  elegant  lamp,  having  a 
yellow  shade,  as  the  centre-piece.  Mrs.  Mary 
Marshall  devised  the  decorations.  Scattered  over 
the  table  were  magenta-colored  ribbons  in  fanciful 
designs,  and  at  each  cover  was  a  souvenir  basket 
containing  bonbons  and  also  either  a  corsage  bou- 
quet or  a  boutonniere.  Huber's  Hungarian  Or- 
chestra played  during  the  service  of  the  dinner, 
which  was  followed  by  dancing  in  the  ball-room 
until  midnight.  A  feature  of  the  evening  was  the 
candle-burning  game,  in  which  the  prize  was  won 
by  Miss  Alice  Ames.     The  parly  comprised  : 

Mrs.  J.  C.  Tucker,  Miss  Mae  Tucker,  Miss  Claire 
Tucker,  Miss  Julia  Crocker,  Miss  Ethel  Cohen,  Miss 
Bessie  McNear,  Miss  Maud  Younger,  Miss  Bessie 
Younger,  Miss  Alice  Ames,  Miss  Belle  Hutchinson,  Mr. 
E.  M.  Greenway,  Mr.  L.  S.  Van  Winkle.  Mr.  George  de 
Long.  Dr.  Philip  King  Brown,  Mr.  W.  R.  Heath,  Mr. 
Chester  A.  Fernald,  Mr.  Philip  Williams,  Mr.  Walter 
G.  Landers,  and  Mr.  Wyman. 

The  Dutton  Lunch-Party. 
A  very  pretty  lunch-party  was  given  by  Mrs.  W. 
J.  Dutton  last  Monday  at  her  home,  iooi  Pine 
Street,  as  a  compliment  to  Mrs.  Henry  L.  Howison, 
wife  of  Captain  Howison,  U.  S.  N-,  of  Mare 
Island.  Tall  lamps  with  handsome  shades  adorned 
the  corners  of  the  large  dining-room,  and  chrysan- 
themums and  roses  in  clusters  were  distributed 
effectively.  In  the  centre  of  the  table  was  a  Dres- 
den lamp  of  elegant  design,  with  a  shade  of 
canary-colored  silk.  Colonial  knots  of  Nile-green 
silk,  having  the  name  of  the  guest  painted  in  gold 
on  one  of  the  flowing  ends,  were  at  each  cover,  and 
also  a  small  bonbonniere  basket.  A  most  artistic 
effect  was  produced.  The  menu  was  admirably 
served  to  the  accompaniment  of  music  by  a  string 
orchestra,  and  a  couple  of  hours  were  pleasantly 
passed  at  the  table.     Those  present  were  : 

Mrs.  W.  J.  Dutton,  Mrs.  Henry  L.  Howison,  Mrs. 
William  M.  Bunker,  Mrs.  Johnson  V.  D.  Middleton, 
Mrs.  William  R.  Smedberg,  Mrs.  Percival  C.  Pope,  Mrs. 
C.  P.  Shaw,  Mrs.  Joseph  Trilley,  Mrs.  Butler,  Mrs. 
Hannum,  Mrs.  Frederick  Pickering,  Mrs.  J.  C.  Stubbs, 
Mrs.  A.  G.  Booth,  Mrs.  McMichael,  Mrs.  George  F. 
Winslow,  Mrs.  Corhin  J.  Decker,  Mrs.  Du  Val,  Mrs. 
George  A.  Crux,  Mrs.  Cole,  and  Mrs.  G.  W.  Spencer. 

The   Thomas  Concert-Party. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  William  Thomas  gave  a  concert- 
party  at  the  Auditorium  last  Tuesday  evening,  and 
afterward  entertained  their  guests  at  supper  at  their 
residence  on  Pacific  Avenue.     Those  present  were  : 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  William  Thomas,  Miss  Mamie  Thomas, 
Miss  Potter,  of  Philadelphia,  Miss  Alice  Hager,  Miss 
Isabel  McKenna,  Miss  Daisy  Van  Ness,  Miss  Mary  Bell 
Gwin,  Miss  Ethel  Cohen,  Mr.  E.  H.  Sheldon,  Mr.  E.  M. 
Greenway,  Mr.  Latham  McMullin,  Mr.  Frank  Van  Ness, 
Mr.  Addison  Mizner,  Mr.  Milton  S.  Latham,  and  Mr. 
Southard  Hoffman,  Jr. 

The  Holmes  Reception. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Charles  Stuart  Holmes  gave  a 
large  reception  recently  to  their  son  and  his  bride, 
Mr.  and  Mrs.  Charles  Edward  Holmes,  at  their 
residence,  610  Shotwell  Street.  The  spacious 
parlors  were  one  continous  bower  of  beauty,  be- 
decked with  delicate  hangings  of  smilax  and  in- 
numerable rich-hued  chrysanthemums.  A  string 
orchestra  behind  a  high  lattice  of  pepper  foliage 
and  potted  plants  discoursed  sweet  strains,  while 
the  bride  and  groom,  stationed  in  the  reception- 
room  under  a  large  floral  lovers'  knot,  received 
cordial  and  hearty  greetings  from  hundreds  of 
friends  present. 

The  bride,  who  was  Miss  Harriet  Patton,  of 
Winnipeg,  is  a  demi-blonde,  and  looked  charming 
in  her  rich  imported  gown  of  white  satin  and 
Chantilly  lace.  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Holmes  were  assisted 
in  receiving  by  Miss  Holmes,  Mrs.  W.  H.  Wiester, 
Mrs.  J.  Sankey,  and  Mrs.  Frederick  Mohrhardt. 
Throughout  the  evening  supper  was  served  from 
a  handsomely  appointed  table  in  the  dining-room, 
where  the  following  young  ladies  presided  :  Miss 
Kingsbury,  Miss  Ella  Mclntyre,  Miss  Jennie  Coop, 
and  Miss  Neva  Pedlar. 

Needle-Work  Guild  of  America. 

The  San  Francisco  Branch  of  the  Needle- Work 
Guild  of  America  met  last  Tuesday  at  the  residence 
of  Mrs.  Frank  M.  Pixley.  Although  this  branch 
has  been  in  existence  only  six  months,  five  thou- 
sand six  hundred  garments  have  been  collected  for 
distribution  to  various  charitable  organizations. 

The  success  of  the  work  accomplished  by  the 
guild  encouraged  the  following  ladies  to  assume  the 
office  of  section  presidents  : 

Mrs.  F.  M.  Pixley,  Mrs.  C.  W.  Poindexter,  Mrs.  J.  L. 
Martcl,  Mrs.  Alfonso  Wigmorc,  Mrs.  (leorge  R.  Preston, 
Mrs.  C.  T.  Mills,  Mrs.  C.  E.  Brown,  Mrs.  W.  B.  Har- 
rington, Mrs.  A.  W.  Perry,  Mrs.  Theodore  Smith,  Mrs. 
John  Landers,  Mrs.  Luke  Robinson,  Mrs.  J.  H.  Gilmorc. 
and  Mrs.  J.  M.. Burnett. 

A  meeting  of  the  section  presidents  was  held 
prior  to  the  exhibition,  at  which  the  following 
ladies  were  elected  for  the  ensuing  year  : 

Miss  Carrie  Gwtn,  president ;  Miss  M.  M.  Greer,  sec- 
retary  ;  Mrs.  W,  R.  Smedberg,  treasurer. 

Then  came  the  voting  to  settle  where  the  contri- 
butions should  go.  The  votes  were  equalized,  sc 
that  no  one  institution  was  favored  more  than 
another.  The  distribution  took  place  privately  on 
Wednesday. 

Fruit  and  Flower  Mission. 
It  has  been  the  custom  of  the  Fruit  and  Flower 
Mission,  during  the  fourteen  years  of  its  existence, 


to  furnish  a  complete  Thanksgiving  dinner  to  as 
many  poor  and  deserving  families  as  possible.  The 
materials  for  these  dinners  are  secured  by  contribu- 
tions from  those  who  are  generously  inclined  and 
know  the  good  work  of  charity  this  mission  does. 
To  this  end  the  mission  makes  an  appeal  for  pro- 
visions of  all  kinds,  wines,  liquors,  medicines, 
clothing,  books,  papers,  flowers,  etc.,  that  they  may 
be  the  means  of  making  it  a  real  day  of  thanksgiv- 
ing. Contributions  should  reach  the  rooms  at  420 
Post  Street  by  next  Wednesday.  If  notified,  the 
managers  will  gladly  send  for  contributions. 
Wells,  Fargo  &  Co.  will  bring  all  country  contribu- 
tions free  of  charge. 


Lieutenant  A.  J.  Mounteney  Jephson,  F.  R.  G. 
S.,  will  deliver  a  lecture,  entitled  "  Our  March 
Through  the  African  Forest,"  at  the  Union  Square 
Hall,  421  Post  Street,  December  4th,  at  eight  P.  M., 
under  the  auspices  of  the  Geographical  Society  of 
California  This  is  the  fulfillment  of  a  promise 
made  by  him  two  years  ago,  when  he  and  Mr.  and 
Mrs.  Henry  M.  Stanley  were  made  honorary  mem- 
bers of  the  society.  Lieutenant  Jephson,  who  was 
associated  with  Mr.  Henry  M.  Stanley  in  the  Emin 
Pasha  Relief  Expedition,  is  a  well-known  author 
and  geographer.  The  charge  of  admission  will  be 
one  dollar,  the  proceeds  to  be  applied  to  the  library 
fund  of  the  society. 

HERE  IS  SOMETHING  NEW. 


Every  lady  who  entertains  is  constantly  on  the 
qui  vive  for  something  new,  which,  if  found,  cer- 
tainly affords  her  a  great  degree  of  comfort.  If 
you  wish  to  see  something  thoroughly  novel  and 
highly  artistic,  make  a  visit  to  the  establishment  of 
Nathan,  Dohrmann  S:  Co.,  and  ask  to  be  shown 
to  the  Blue  Room.  There  you  will  see  some 
effects  that  will  both  surprise  and  please  you. 

Blue  is  the  color  that  predominates,  and  the 
room  is  fashioned  to  represent  the  dining-room  of 
a  private  residence.  The  wainscoting  and  carpet 
are  a  dark-blue  denim,  and  above  it  the  wall  is 
covered  with  blue  and  white  cr£pe,  exactly  match- 
ing the  Zwiebelmuster  china.  The  frieze  above  is 
dark-blue,  and  decorated  with  a  succession  of 
Dresden  plates. that  give  an  artistic  finish  to  the 
ensemble. 

At  the  entrance  is  a  dinner-gong,  consisting  of 
two  organ-pipes  upon  which  a  chime  may  be  played 
in  melodious  rhythm.  Near  this  is  a  small  blue 
Copeland  porcelain  settee  of  the  tower  pattern,  and 
also  a  cabinet  of  elegant  Danish  porcelain  that  is 
seen  by  the  aid  of  a  beautiful  jeweled  lamp.  On 
the  wall  in  one  corner  is  a  large,  beveled  Venetian 
mirror,  and  near  it  a  Copenhagen  plaque,  by  Heil- 
mann,  which  was  exhibited  at  Chicago  ;  while  in 
the  opposite  corner  is  a  champagne-cooler  of  old 
German  stoneware,  with  a  poetic  inscription  on  the 
side.  This  stands  next  to  a  handsome  oaken  side- 
board, on  which  is  displayed  elegant  crystal  ware 
and  a  blue  Danish  vase,  by  the  same  artist  ;  above 
which  two  little  carved  Cupids  are  holding  up  the 
pretty  drapery  of  blue  denim,  which  is  edged  with 
a  deep  fringe  of  fisherman's  twine.  It  is  simply 
surprising  to  notice  the  artistic  effects  that  can  be 
produced  with  such  cheap  articles  as  denim  and 
twine,  and  they  are  most  aptly  illustrated  here. 

With  these  lovely  surroundings,  there  certainly 
must  be  something  beautiful  as  a  centre-piece,  and 
that  is  the  dining-table.  It  is  a  poem  in  decorative 
art,  and  is  furnished  completely  with  royal  blue 
porcelain,  of  a  shade  a  degree  lighter  than  the  sur- 
roundings, which,  however,  blends  most  harmoni- 
ously. Here  is  seen  a  complete  dinner-set  of  under- 
glazed  china  made  by  the  Royal  Bavarian  factory. 
The  cutlery  is  of  Solingen  steel,  mounted  with 
royal  blue  Dresden  china  handles,  and  the  centre- 
lamp  is  of  an  old  Flemish  design  of  a  bluish 
tint.  The  crystal  ware,  which  is  of  rich  design,  was 
made  by  Libbey,  for  whom  Nathan,  Dohrmann  & 
Co.  are  the  sole  agents.  It  will  be  noticed  that 
the  glasses  are  all  of  Spanish  design,  tapering  in 
the  form  of  a  sherry  glass,  and  that  they  are  sup- 
plemented by  rich  Bohemian  Roemers  for  white 
wine,  of  a  bluish  shade  with  golden  frosted  leaves 
in  relief. 

The  floral  decorations  are  of  marguerites  and 
white  chrysanthemums,  set  in  crystal  epergnes,  and 
the  lamp-shade  is  of  white  chiffon,  embroidered  in 
marguerites.  As  a  simple,  yet  originally  arranged 
family  dinner-table,  nothing  more  attractive  has 
ever  been  shown  here. 

In  other  parts  of  this  same  room  are  other  features 
to  be  seen  that  will  interest  one  at  once.  One  is  a 
breakfast-table,  set  with  Royal  Dresden  Zwiebel- 
muster, with  toast -racks,  egg- stands,  a  coffee - 
set,  and  a  Vienna  coffee  -  machine.  The  water- 
glasses  are  worthy  of  special  inspection,  being  of 
Bohemian  ware,  with  blue  flowers  on  the  inside 
that  produce  a  prismatic  effect.  Then  there  is  an 
after-dinner  cafc-noir  set  on  a  separate  table,  and  to 
see  it  is  to  desire  it.  Near  by  is  a  five-o'clock  tea-set 
on  another  table,  which  has  a  cover  of  wfiite  damask 
embroidered  with  violets  to  match  the  Royal  Copen- 
hagen ware,  which  is  used  exclusively  and  which 
is  decorated  in  the  same  manner.  This  ware,  for 
which  Nathan,  Dohrmann  &  Co.  are  the  sole  agents 
here,  secured  the  first  prize  at  the  Midwinter  Fair 
and  at  the  expositions  in  Paris  and  Chicago. 

Then  there  is  a  chocolate-table,  with  blue  under- 
glaze  ware  made  in  Copenhagen  of  modish  design, 
and  a  dainty  cabinet  full  of  Flemish  ware  adorned 
with  marine  views.  This  room  is  certainly  worth 
visiting  by  all  who  entertain  and  those  who  lake  an 
interest  in  things  that  are  really  artistic,  as  one  is 
in  an  atmosphere  of  art  the  moment  the  threshold 
is  crossed. 

By  way  of  contrast,  and  a  striking  one  it  is,  there 
is  a  banquet-table  set  near  to  the  Blue  Room, 
where  the  effects  are  all  in  red  and  the  designs 
those  of  the  First  Empire.  The  plates,  of  elegant 
Sevres  ware,  display  portraits  of  celebrated  beau- 
ties who  graced  the  court  of  Napoleon  the  First, 
and,  of  course,  all  the  service  harmonizes,  and  the 
ensemble  is  one  to  be  admired  the  moment  it  is 
seen.  The  napery  is  of  fine  texture,  edged  with  lace 
and  ornamented  with  holly-berries  and  wild  ferns  ; 
the  cutlery  is  of  ivory,  pearl,  and  silver,  and  the 
lamps  arc  strikingly  beautiful.  Upon  a  serving-table 
is  a  display  of  elegant  Roman  punch-glasses,  an 
ice-cream  set  of  Bohemian  gilt  ware,  in  the  Em- 
pire designs,  and  some  coffee-cups  and  saucers  that 
one  can  fairly  rave  over.  Visitors  are  always  wel- 
come at  the  establishment  and  to  inspect  its  treas- 
ures. 


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Son i til    Gatherings. 
THE     PIONEER      ORCHESTRA 

Established  here  for  n  Quarter  of  a  Century 

Ai.i.rhss  n.    BALLENBERG, 

In  Cure  of  Sherman,  Clay  &  Co. 


November  26,  1894. 


THE        ARGONAUT. 


16 


Movements  and  Whereabouts. 

Annexed  will  be  found  a  resume1  of  movements  to 
and  from  this  city  and  coast,  and  of  the  whereabouts 
of  absent  Califomians  : 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Francis  J.  Carolan  are  at  the  Hotel 
Richelieu,  where  they  will  reside  during  the  winter.  Mrs. 
CarolaD  returned  during  the  week  from  a  prolonged  visit 
to  her  father  in  Chicago. 

Mr.  Rudolph  Neumann  has  gone  East,  en  route  to  Eu- 
rope, and  will  be  away  about  three  months. 

Mr.  Edward  M.  Greenway  has  taken  rooms  at  the 
Hotel  Pleasanton,  where  he  will  reside  during  the  winter. 

Mr.  D.  O.  Mills  and  Colonel  C.  F.  Crocker  completed 
their  tour  of  Japan  about  two  weeks  ago,  and  then  pro- 
ceeded to  Hongkong. 

C&lonel  and  Mrs.  J.  B.  Wright,  n£e  Carroll,  of  Sacra- 
mento, departed  for  the  East  last  Saturday.  They  will 
be  away  several  weeks. 

Mrs.  A.  J.  Pope  and  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Daniel  T.  Murphy 
arrived  in  New  York  city  a  week  ago,  and  registered  at 
the  Holland  House. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  George  Crocker  are  at  the  Hotel  Waldorf 
in  New  York  city. 

Mr.  Edgar  B.  Carroll  has  been  in  New  York  city  during 
the  past  two  weeks. 

Mrs.  Henry  E.  Hall  has  been  at  Sacramento  during  the 
past  week  visiting  her  parents,  General  and  Mrs.  Cosby. 

Mrs.  John  Taylor  and  her  daughter  have  returned  from 
their  country  residence,  and  will  pass  the  winter  at  a 
down-town  hotel. 

Dr.  Albert  Abraros  is  en  route  home  from  a  visit  to 
Germany. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  S.  Heller,  of  this  city,  arrived  in  Paris  a 
week  ago. 

Mrs.  M.  J.  Harlan  and  Miss  Adelaide  L.  Harlan  came 
over  from  "  El  Nido,"  their  country  home  near  San 
Ramon,  last  Tuesday,  to  visit  friends  here  for  a  few  days. 

Miss  Laura  Gerlach,  of  Stockton,  has  been  visiting 
friends  here  during  the  past  week- 
Miss  P.  Altenberg  has  arrived  in  New  York  city,  after 
a  six  months'  tour  of  Europe.  She  will  visit  Boston, 
Philadelphia,  and  Washington,  D.  C,  before  returning 
home. 

Mr.  Robert  A.  Irving  will  pass  the  winter  at  the  Hotel 
Pleasanton. 

The  home  of  Dr.  and  Mrs.  Frank  H.  Fisher,  nie 
Berry,  in  Oakland,  was  brightened  last  Saturday  morn- 
ing by  the  advent  of  a  daughter. 

Miss  Ida  Irwin,  of  Chicago,  is  visiting  Mr.  and  Mrs. 
Paul  Jarboe  at  their  residence,  2224  Washington   Street. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Joseph  S.  Tobin  are  occupying  their  new 
home  on  Pacific  Heights. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  H.  E.  Huntington  have  postponed  their 
Eastern  trip  until  next  spring. 

Mrs.  Stuart  Taylor  left  Paris  on  November  10th,  to 
join  Colonel  Taylor  in  New  York  city. 

Mr.  William  H.  Keith  is  in  London  singing  in  oratorio. 

Mr.  and  Mrs  Arthur  Donnell  have  secured  rooms  at  the 
Califoroia  Hotel  for  the  winter. 

Mr.  Peter  Donahue  Martin  has  returned  from  a  pro- 
longed visit  to  Los  Angeles. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  George  M.  Pinckard  have  closed  their 
home  in  San  Rafael,  and  will  reside  here  during  the 
winter. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  T.  C.  Van  Ness,  Miss  Daisy  Van  Ness, 
and  Mr.  Frank  Van  Ness  are  now  occupying  the  residence 
of  Mr.  Louis  T.  Haggin.  on  Taylor  Street. 

Miss  Ethel  Cohen  will  soon  leave  to  pass  part  of  the 
winter  with  her  sister,  Mrs.  Daggett,  in  New  Haven, 
Conn. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Hermann  Oelrichs  and  Miss  Virginia 
Fair  returned  to  New  York  last  Thursday,  after  a  pro- 
longed visit  here. 

Mrs.  Walter  E.  Dean  broke  her  left  arm  last  Sunday 
by  falling  from  a  chair  while  overtaken  by  a  sudden  at- 
tack of  illness.  She  is  at  her  rooms  at  the  Palace  Hotel, 
and  is  improving. 

Mr.  Grove  L.  Johnson  and  family,  of  Sacramento,  are 
staying  at  the  Hotel  Pleasanton. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  E.  W.  Hopkins  will  leave  about  Decem- 
ber 15th  for  New  York,  to  remain  there  over  the  holidays. 
They  will  be  joined  by  their  daughters,  who  are  at  school 
at  Dobb's  Ferry. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Frank  F.  Moulton,  who  have  been  at 
their  villa  near  Redwood  City  during  the  summer,  will 
leave  on  Monday  for  New  York  city,  where  they  will  re- 
main two  or  three  months. 

Mrs.  Remi  Chabot  and  Miss  Chabot  have  returned  to 
their  home  in  Oakland  after  a  three  months'  absence. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Charles  Fox  Tay,  nie  Walker,  have  re- 
turned from  a  visit  to  Southern  California.  While  in 
Santa  Monica  they  were  the  guests  of  Mrs.  John  P. 
Jones. 

Mr.  F.  A.  Haber  and  Miss  Ruth  Haber  have  gone  to 
New  Orleans,  where  they  wDl  remain   during  the  winter. 

Mr.  Rothwell  Hyde  has  been  here  from  St.  Helena  for 
a  week  on  a  visit  to  his  sister.  Mrs.  David  Bixler. 

Mr.  W.  Bradford  Thompson  left  last  Thursday  for 
New  Orleans  to  meet  Mr.  H.  F.  Emeric  and  family  and 
return  with  them. 

Mr.  Charles  L.  Davis  has  returned  to  the  city  and  will 
remain  here  during  the  winter. 


Army  and  Navy  News. 

The  latest  personal  notes  relative  to  army  and 
navy  people  at  the  various  posts  around  San  Fran- 
cisco are  appended  : 

Brigadier-General  Thomas  H.  Ruger,  U.  S.  A.,  who 
has  been  in  command  of  the  Department  of  California, 
left  last  Tuesday  for  Chicago,  accompanied  by  Mrs.  and 
Miss  Ruger,  to  assume  command  of  the  Department  of 
the  Missouri,  succeeding  Brigadier-General  Nelson  A. 
Miles,  U.  S.  A  ,  who  has  been  transferred  to  the  com- 
mand of  the  Department  of  the  Atlantic.  General 
Ruger's  successor  here  is  General  James  W.  Forsyth, 
Seventh  Cavalry,  U.  S.  A.,  who  has  seen  thirty-eight 
years  of  army  service.     He  arrived  here  during  the  week. 

Major  and  Mrs.  P.  C.  Pope,  U.  S.  M.  C,  Captain  and 
Mrs.  F.  J.  Higginson,  U.  S.  N.,  Mrs.  Henry  L.  How- 
ison,  Mrs.  Bradley,  Mrs.  Moore,  and  Miss  Haldane  came 
down  from  Mare  Island  last  Monday  on  a  visit  and  re- 
mained here  a  few  days. 

Dr.  A.  W.  Dunbar,  U.  S.  N.,  has  been  in  New  York 
city  during  the  past  fortnight. 

Paymaster  M.  C.  McDonald,  U.  S.  N.,  has  been 
ordered  home  to  settle  his  accounts.  He  has  been  on  the 
Adams  for  quite  a  long  period. 

Assistant  Engineers  Albert  Moritz  and  Emil  Theiss, 
U,  S.  N.,  have  successfully  passed  their  examinations  for 
promotion,  and  are  now  passed  assistant  engineers. 

Ensign  Charles  P.  Eaton,  U.  S.  N.,  of  the  McArthur, 
has  been  detached  and  ordered  to  Washington,  D.  C,  for 
examination  for  promotion. 

Admiral  and  Mrs.  A.  E.  K.  Benham,  U.  S.  N„  are  in 
Paris. 

The  commander  and  officers  of  the  United  States 
steamer  Ranger  gave  a  hop  in  the  sail-loft  at  Mare  Island 
on  Friday  evening.  The  spacious  room  was  handsomely 
decorated  with  flags,  and  there  was  a  large   attendance. 


Dancing  was  enjoyed  until  a  late  hour  and  light  refresh- 
ments were  served. 

Commander  Edwin  Longnecker,  U.  S.  N.,  of  the 
Ranger,  has  been  ordered  home. 

Commander  E.  W.  Watson,  U.  S.  N.,  has  been  or- 
dered to  the  command  of  the  Ranger,  which  is  now  at 
Mare  Island. 

Major  John  A.  Darling,  Fifth  Artillery,  U.  S.  A„  who 
is  absent  on  a  sick  leave,  is  now  in  Philadelphia. 

Major  Michael  Cooney,  Fourth  Cavalry,  U.  S.  A  ,  has 
been  granted  one  month's  leave  of  absence,  with  permis- 
sion to  apply  for  an  extension  of  three  months. 

Major  Amos  S.  Kimball,  U.  S.  A.,  has  been  appointed 
Chief  Quartermaster  of  the  Department  of  California,  re- 
lieving Colonel  John  G.  Chandler,  U.  S.  A. 

Assistant-Surgeon  J.  S.  Hope,  U.  S.  N.,  has  been  de- 
tached from  the  naval  hospital  at  Mare  Island  and 
ordered  home. 

Lieutenant  Thomas  Snowden,  U.  S.  N.,  has  been  de- 
tached from  the  Ranger  and  ordered  to  the  Monterey. 

Lieutenant  A.  W.  Dodd,  U.  S.  N.,  will  be  detached 
front  the  Constellation  next  Tuesday,  and  ordered  to  the 
Mohican  at  Mare  Island. 

Second-Lieutenant  C.  A,  F.  Flagler,  Corps  of  En- 
gineers. U.  S.  A.,  has  been  promoted  to  be  first-lieu- 
tenant. 

Ensign  C.  F.  Preston,  U.  S.  N.,  has  been  detached 
from  the  Monterey  and  ordered  to  the  Ranger. 

Ensign  T.  L.  Sawyer,  U.  S.  N.,  has  been  detached 
from  the  Cincinnati  and  ordered  to  the  Monterey. 

Ensign  R.  L.  de  Steigner,  U.  S.  N.,  has  been  detached 
from  the  Monterey  and  ordered  home. 

Ensign  W.  K.  Harrison,  U.  S.  N.,  has  been  detached 
from  the  Mohican  and  ordered  home. 

Lieutenant  R.  C.  Croxton,  U.  S.  A.,  of  Benicia,  is  re- 
cuperating his  health  at  Byron  Springs. 

Ensign  C.  L.  Hussey,  U.  S.  N.,  has  been  detached 
from  the  Atlanta  and  ordered  to  the  Philadelphia. 

Ensign  G.  R.  Marvell,  U.  S.  N.,  has  been  detached 
from  the  Adams  and  ordered  home. 

Lieutenant-Colonel  John  I.  Rodgers,  Second  Artillery, 
U.  S.  A.,  has  been  appointed  acting  engineer  officer  tem- 
porarily. 

Lieutenant  William  M.  Crofton,  First  Infantry,  U.  S. 
A.,  is  absent  on  a  month's  leave. 

The  engagement  of  Ensign  Thomas  J.  Senn,  U.  S.  N., 
of  the  Mohican,  to  Miss  Percie  B.  Wetherbee,  of  Green- 
ville, Miss.,  is  announced. 

Commander  D.  W.  Mullan,  U.  S.  N.,  will  assume 
command  of  the  Mohican  on  December  1st.  He  will  suc- 
ceed Commander  C.  E.  Clark.  U.  S.  N.,  who  has  been 
ordered  home. 

Colonel  George  H.  Mendell,  Corps  of  Engineers,  U.  S. 
A.,  will  be  retired  from  active  service  on  October  12th, 
1895. 

Passed-Assistant  Surgeon  F.  J.  B.  Cordeiro,  U.  S.  N., 
has  been  detached  from  the  Adams  and  granted  two 
months'  leave. 

Chief-Engineer  E.  A.  Magee,  U.  S.  N.,  has  been  de- 
tached from  the  Adams  and  ordered  to  temporary  duty 
on  the  Independence. 

Lieutenant  Charles  G.  Lyman,  U.  S.  A.,  has  gone  to 
Chicago  to  serve  on  the  staff  of  Brigadier-General  T.  H. 
Ruger.  U.  S.  A.  Mrs.  Lyman  will  remain  here  for  a 
month  as  the  guest  of  her  sister,  Mrs.  A.  B.  Moulder. 

Lieutenant  F.  H.  Sherman,  U.  S.  N.,  has  been  de- 
tached from  the  Ranger  and  ordered  to  the  Mohican. 

Lieutenant  C.  J.  Boush,  U.  S.  N.,  has  been  detached 
from  the  Adams  and  ordered  to  the  Ranger. 

Lieutenant  T.  S.  Rodgers,  U.  S.  N..  has  been  detached 
from  the  Bennington  and  ordered  to  the  Ranger. 

Lieutenant  C.  G.  Treat,  Fifth  Artillery,  U.  S.  A.,  has 
joined  his  regiment  at  Alcatraz  Island,  having  been  re- 
lieved as  aide-de-camp  to  General  O.  O.  Howard,  U.  S. 
A.,  by  the  retirement  of  the  latter. 

Ensign  H.  Ziegemier,  U.  S.  N.,  has  been  detached 
from  the  Adams  and  ordered  to  the  Bennington. 

Ensign  R.  H.  Leigh,  U.  S.  N.,  has  been  detached  from 
the  Raleigh  and  ordered  to  the  Bennington  as  watch  and 
division  officer. 

Ensign  A.  L.  Willard,  U.  S.  N.,  has  been  detached 
from  the  Philadelphia  and  ordered  to  the  Alert  as  watch 
and  division  officer. 


MUSICAL    NOTES. 


Scheel  Symphony  Concert. 

Mr.  Fritz  Scheel  gave  his  tenth  symphony  con- 
cert on  Friday  evening  at  the  Auditorium.  A  large 
audience  was  entertained  by  the  presentation  of  the 
following  programme  : 

Mozart's  symphony  in  G  minor  ;  Beethoven's  overture, 
"Coriolan";  Saint-Saens's  introduction  et  rondo  cap- 
pricioso ;  violin  solo,  Mr.  B.  Mollenhauer ;  Dvorak's 
'*  Slavic  Dances,"  No.  8. 


Miss  Gertrude  Auld  will  give  a  concert  at  Golden 
Gate  Hall  on  Tuesday  evening  next.  She  will  be 
assisted  by  Miss  Anna  Miller  Wood,  Miss  Ada  E. 
Weigel,  Mr.  Louis  Heine,  and  Messrs.  Coffin, 
Keeley,  Rixford,  and  Nielsen  in  quartets.  For 
nearly  three  years  Miss  Auld  has  been  studying 
with  Mme.  Marchesi  in  Paris,  and  she  intends  to 
return  in  February  for  another  year's  work  and 
study.  In  Paris,  Lady  Dufferin  had  her  to  sing  at 
the  English  Embassy  several  times,  and  in  London 
she  has  sung  at  the  homes  of  Lady  Dudley  and 
Mrs.  Ronalds.  This  will  probably  be  Miss  Auld's 
only  concert  in  this  city  before  her  return  to  Paris. 

Miss  Miriam  Hall,  a  Dupil  of  Mr.  J.  H.  Rose- 
wald,  will  give  a  concert  at  Irving  Institute  next 
Tuesday  evening,  assisted  by  Miss  Mabel  Love, 
Miss  Jeannette  Wilcox,  Miss  Etta  Bayly,  Mr.  J.  B. 
Levison,  and  Mr.  Rosewald. 

Miss  Caroline  Schindler  will  give  a  concert  on 
Tuesday  evening,  December  4th.  She  will  be  as- 
sisted by  Mrs.  Carmichael-Carr,  Mr.  A.  Melvin, 
Miss  Mary  Morse,  and  Mr.  Sigmund  Beel. 


The  Saturday  Morning  Orchestra  will  hold  a  re- 
hearsal this  morning  at  half-past  ten  o'clock  at  the 
Kohler  &  Chase  Hall. 


—  Cooper's  engravers  have  no  equal. 


— Opera  glasses— latest  Parisian  styles  in 
aluminum,  with  or  without  handles,  at  very  moder- 
ate prices.  Henry  Kahn  &  Co.,  Opticians,  642 
Market  Street,  Chronicle  Building. 


-Cooper's  engravers  have  no  equal. 


DCCLXXXIII.— Bill    of   Fare    for    Ten    Persons, 

Thanksgiving,   November  2g,   1894. 

Small  Clams  on  the  Half-Shell. 

Clear  Soup. 

Lobster  Croquettes.     Cucumbers. 

Sweetbreads  Larded,  Green  Peas. 

Chicken-Pie.    Mashed  Potatoes. 

Stuffed  Bell-Peppers. 

Pineapple  Sherbet. 

Roast  Turkey.     Cranberry  Sauce. 

Lettuce.     Cheese- Straws. 

Pumpkin -Pie.     Mince- Pie. 

Strawberries  and  Cream. 

Wines.    Coffee. 

Candied  Fruits. 


Miss  Jennie  A.  Wilshire  celebrated  her  birthday 
anniversary  on  Saturday  by  giving  a  pink  lunch- 
party  at  the  residence  of  her  parents,  Mr.  and  Mrs. 
William  B.  Wilshire,  2616  Buchanan  Street,  fol- 
lowed by  a  theatre-party  at  Stockwell's  Her 
guests  were  :  Miss  Ethel  Miles,  Miss  Mabel  Hogg, 
Miss  Florence  Cole,  Miss  Alice  Herrin,  Miss 
Gladys  McClung,  Miss  Edith  Foster,  Miss  Leita 
Gallatin,  and  Miss  Doris  Wilshire. 


Dining  at  Delmonico's. 

A  writer  in  the  Brooklyn  Eagle  says  :  "  The  Del- 
monico  steward  is  something  of  a  genius  in  the 
way  of  running  up  the  cost  of  a  dinner  without  en- 
dangering the  life  of  the  diner  ;  but  even  he  is 
sometimes  at  the  end  of  his  resources  and  has  to 
be  helped  along  by  his  guests.  Just  at  present  the 
season  for  these  little  dinner-parties  has  reached  its 
height,  and  there  is  considerable  rivalry  between 
Delmonico's,  the  Hoffman  House,  and  the  Hotel 
Brunswick,  as  to  which  one  shall  receive  the 
cream  of  the  business.  For  very  large  dinners, 
the  first  named  seems  to  be  preferred ;  but 
for  dinners  of  less  than  a  hundred  covers,  the 
other  houses  are  sharp  competitors.  For  ten  cents 
a  plate,  I  was  offered  the  following  dinner,  given 
in  a  luxurious  private  parlor  and  with  every  possible 
elegance  of  service  :  Oysters,  soup,  patse,  salmon, 
lamb,  vegetables  of  several  kinds,  roast  beef,  chops, 
French  peas,  water-ice  punch,  red-head  duck, 
salads,  ices,  fruit,  coffee,  and  the  following  wines 
for  fourteen  persons  :  seven  bottles  of  Sauterne,  two 
bottles  of  sherry,  six  bottles  of  Bordeaux,  eight 
bottles  of  Pommery  Sec  (the  demand  for  which  is 
always  large  in  upper-tendom),  six  bottles  of  min- 
eral water  and  liqueurs — in  all,  thirty  bottles." 


-  Cooper's  engravers  have  no  equal. 


—  Owing  to  change  in  tariff,  we  have 
reduced  the  prices  of  all  Mousquetaire  Gloves,  the 
quality  remaining  the  same.  All  our  gloves  are 
branded  with  trade-mark.  They  are  sold  in  S.  F. 
only  at  7  Kearny  Street.      P.  Centemeri  &  Co. 


—  Spectacles  and  eye-glasses  accurately 
fitted  at  reasonable  prices.  Henry  Kahn  &  Co., 
opticians,  642  Market  Street,  Chronicle  Building. 


—  Kritiko,  609  Merchant  St.,  S.  F.,  reads 
characters  from  handwriting  in  ink,  unruled  paper. 
Send  50  cents  ;  stamps  or  postal  notes. 


—  Rountree's  English  chocolate  creams, 
etc.,  keep  fresh  a  year.  Greenbaum,  sole  agent, 
205  Sutter  Street. 


—  Gentlemen's  full-dress  shirts  made  to 
order.    J.  W.  Carmany,  25  Kearny  Street. 


-  Cooper's  engravers  have  no  equal. 


For  the  benefit  of  the  Mercantile  Library,  a  con- 
cert will  be  given  at  Metropolitan  Hall  on  Wednes- 
day evening,  December  5th,  under  the  auspices  of 
the  Mercantile  Library  Auxiliary.  The  programme 
will  consist  exclusively  of  selections  from  "  Trilby." 


A  pure  cream  of  tartar  powder. 


"Pure"  and  "Sure 


Food  raised  with  Cleveland's  bak 
ing  powder  has  no  bitter  taste,  but 
is  sweet  and  keeps  sweet  and  fresh. 


and  Women  only 

Are  most  competent  to  fully  appreciate  the 
purity,  sweetness,  and  delicacy  of  Cutictba 
Soap,  and  to  discover  new  uses  for  it  daily. 

In  the  preparation  of  curative  washes,  solu- 
tions, etc.,  for  annoying  irritations,  chafinjrs, 
and  excoriations   of  the  skin  and    1 
membrane,  or  too  free  or  offensive  perspira- 
tion, it  has  proved  most  grateful. 

Cgticuiia  Soap  appeals  to  the  refined  and 
cultivated  even-where,  as  the  most  effective 
skin  purifying  and  beautifying  soap,  as  well 
as  purest  and  sweetest  for  toilet. 

POTTBE  DETJG  iSD  CHEM.  C"RP.,  Boston. 


THE 

CALIFORNIA 

HOTEL 

Absolutely 
Fireproof. 


This  new  and  luxuriously  furnished  hotel  combines 
the  attractions  of  hotel  life  with  all  the  comforts  of 
a  home.  Its  convenience  to  all  places  of  amuse- 
ment and  the  business  centers  is  an  advantage.  It 
is  surrounded  by  newly  and  smoothly  paved  streets 
and  guests  are  not  aroused  nor  disturbed  by  pass- 
ing vehicles  nor  clanging  street-car  bells.  "The 
California"  offers  to  the  man  of  family  a  quiet 
home  at  a  moderate  cost.  Transient  or  permanent 
guests  find  it  an  attractive  stopping  place.  The 
new  American  plan  dining-room  is  on  the  top  floor. 
The  Cafe  and  Banquet  Hall  is  on  the  first  floor. 

R.  H.  WARF1ELD, 
Proprietor 


THE  HOTEL  RICHELIEU 

N.  E.  Cor.  Van  Ness  and  Myrtle  Avenues. 


The    Principal    and    Finest 

Family    Hotel  of  San  Franciaco. 
Special    Pride    Taken    in    the 

Excellence    of  the    Cuisine. 
Elegantly    Furnished    Rooms 

Single    and    En    Suite. 
Permanent   Guests    Will    be 

Given   Special    Kates. 
Elevator  Buns  Day  and  Night. 


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THE        ARGONAUT. 


November  26,  1894. 


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—"And  what  does  that  mean?"  He— "  None 
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"  For  a  funny  man,  Mr.  Wagg,  you  don't  say 
many  bright  things."  "No,  Mr.  Porker;  and  I 
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larly few  of  them  around  in  society."— /wife*. 

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Kate  ?  "  Ethel—' '  Why,  you  see,  Alice  asked  Kate 
to  tell  her  just  what  she  thought  of  her."  Maude 
—•  •  Yes  ?  "  Ethel  —  ' '  Kate  told  her."  —  Boston 
Transcript. 

Conductor— ■"  Madam,  how  old  is  that  boy?" 
Elderly  matron  (with  freezing  dignity)— "  This 
young  lady,  sir,  has  no  wish  to  ride  free.  Here  is 
her  ticket-  Her  bicycle  is  in  the  baggage-car."— 
Chicago  Tribune. 

"  But  when  it  came  to  putting  down  the  rebellion, 
boys,"  said  the  camp-fire  general,  "  you  boys,  you 
privates,  were  the  corner-stones  upon  which " 
(great  cheering)  "we  built  our  reputations!" — 
Cleveland  Plain  Dealer. 

"  I  never  talk  about  the  club  to  ray  wife."  "  1 
do.  I  speak  of  it  in  glowing  terms,  and  then  stay 
at  home  occasionally.  So  my  wife  thinks  there 
isn't  a  more  self-sacrificing  husband  in  the  world  !  " 
— Kate  Field's  Washington. 

Fat/ier — "  I  do  not  require  that  the  man  who 
marries  my  daughter  shall  be  rich.  All  that  I  ask 
is  that  he  be  able  to  keep  out  of  debt."  Suitor— 
"  Would  you  consider  a  man  in  debt  who  borrows 
money  from  his  father-in-law?" — Life. 

Friend — "  Why  did  your  temperance  society  dis- 
charge the  Terrible  Example?"  Rev.  Mr.  Cold-, 
water—"  He  was  continually  referring  to  the  seduc- 
tions of  a  particular  brand  of  beer  to  which  he 
attributed  his  ruin  ;  and  we  found  he  was  being 
paid  to  advertise  it." — Puck. 

Stouter :  "  Do  you  think  my  figure  has  im- 
proved?" They  were  preparing  for  the  ball,  and 
the  girl  who  had  ridden  her  wheel  ail  summer 
paused  as  she  asked  the  question.  "Yes,  indeed. 
They  remind  me  of"  (hex  companion  gazed  ad- 
miringly at  the  objects  in  question)  "  Ada  Rehan's." 
—Life. 

Marie — "  Now,  Charley,  here  is  a  wish-bone 
which  Bridget  gave  me.  Whichever  of  us  gets  the 
longest  half  will  get  their  wish."  (They  break  the 
bone,  and  Marie  wins.)  Marie  (tantalizingly)— 
"Oh,  goody!  I  wished  that  I  would  marry  an 
English  lord."  Charley  (dryly)— "So  did  I."— 
Bazar. 

The  woman  emancipationist  had  tackled  the 
serene  old  bachelor.  He  squirmed  occasionally, 
but  he  retained  his  serenity.  "  Have  you  ever 
done  anything  for  the  emancipation  of  women,  I'd 
like  to  know?"  she  said,  coming  down  the  home- 
stretch. "Indeed,  I  have,  madam,"  he  smiled; 
"I    have    remained   a  bachelor."  —  Detroit    Free 

Press. 

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The  Argonaut. 


Vol.  XXXV.      No   23. 


San  Francisco,   December  3,   1894. 


Price,  Ten  Cents. 


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TABLE     OF    CONTENTS. 

Editorial:  The  "  Influence"  of  the  Press— How  It  Figured  in  the  Re- 
cent Elections — The  So-Called  Non-Partisan  Candidates  of  the  San 
Francisco  Press — The  Elected  Candidates  of  the  Various  Parties — A 
New  Quarrel  in  the  Roman  Catholic  Church  in  America — Archbishop 
Corrigan  Commands  Father  Ducey  not  to  Attend  the  Lexow  Com- 
mittee Meetings — Is  the  Papal  Archbishop  "  in  with  "  the  Police  Black- 
mailers?— Venality  ol  the  Romish  Church  in  the  Past — Ducey  and 
McGlynn — Another  Humiliation  for  the  Democratic  Administration — 
Japan  Snubs  the  President  and  Secretary  of  State — Cleveland's  Diplo- 
matic Blunders — His  Hawaiian  Policy,  His  "Neutrality"  in  the 
Brazilian  Revolution,  and  His  Offer  of  Mediation  in  the  Japanese 
War 1-3 

An  Officer  and  a  Gentleman:  The  Affair  between  the  General's  Wife 
and  his  Aid-de-Camp.     By  Gwendolen  Overton 4 

The  Opera  Season:  Our  Correspondent  Discusses  the  First  Week  of 
the  Season  in  New  Yark — The  Elect  who  Sat  in  the  Horseshoe — The 
Two  De  Reszkes  and  Mme.  Melba  in  "Romeo  and  Juliette" — 
Tamagno  and  his  High  C  in  "William  Tell" — Mme.  Drog's  Stage- 
Fright — Zelie  de  Lussan  as  Carmen 4 

Gilbert's  New  Opera:  Something  of  the  Plot  and  Songs  of  "  His  Ex- 
cellency"— A  Practical  Joker  and  his  Mischievous  Daughters — A 
Prank  that  Proved  a  Boomerang 5 

"After  the  Twilight — Darkness":  A  Study  in  Monotone.  By 
Charles  J .  French 6 

The  Day  of  the  Dead  :  Our  Correspondent  writes  of  the  Annual  Pil- 
grimage to  the  Graves  of  Paris — The  Cemeteries  of  the  French  Cap- 
ital— Where  the  Great  Ones  of  France  are  Buried — The  Feeling  of 
the  Parisians  for  their  Dead — Fashions  in  Funeral  Matters — Noted 
Tombs  Favored  by  the  Crowd — The  History  of  the  Parisian  Cult  of 
the  Dead .' 6 

Literary  Notes  :  Personal  and  Miscellaneous  Gossip— New  Publica- 
tions   7-8-9 

Drama  :  Stage  Gossip 10 

Individualities:  Notes  About  Prominent  People  all  Overthe  World....   10 

The  Horse  Show 11 

Vanity  Fair:  A  Scientific  Attack  on  Kissing — Gertrude  Atherton  on  the 
Alleged  Beauty  of  the  Women  of  New  York — Gowns  Worn  at  Miss 
Sperry's  Wedding  to  Prince  Poniatowski  in  Paris — Female  Cyclers 
and  their  Costumes — The  Animal-Head  Scarf  of  the  New  York  Girl — 
Do  Wife's  Jewels  Belong  to  her  Husband? — Mature  Englishwomen 
who  Marry  Young  Men 12 

Storyettes:  Grave  and  Gay,  Epigrammatic  and  Otherwise  —  One  of 
Sam  Jones's  Revivalist  Tricks — The  Foxy  Princeton  Man — Why 
Erigham  Young  did  not  Perform  the  Miracle — The  Soldier  wasn't 
Walking — Henry  Irving  and  the  Scotch  Minister — An  Actor  in  Pawn 
— Anecdotes  of  the  Late  Dr.  McCosh 13 

Society:  Movements  and  Whereabouts — Notes  and  Gossip — Army  and 
Navy  News 14-15 

The  Alleged  Humorists:  Paragraphs  Ground  out  by  the  Dismal  Wits 
of  the  Day 16 

Three  weeks  before  the  late  election,  the  Argonaut,  speak- 
ing of  the  several  municipal  tickets  and  their  daily  news- 
paper supporters  in  San  Francisco,  remarked  : 

"  To  thoughtful  men  it  would  sometimes  seem  as  if  the  newspapers 
were  wholly  destitute  of  influence,  and  as  if  the  people  made  up  their 
minds  entirely  without  reference  to  the  press.  In  this  city,  next 
month,  there  will  be  an  opportunity  to  test  it.  Three  leading  daily 
journals  have  espoused  the  cause  of  the  Non-Partisan  ticket.  The 
Democratic  ticket  has  no  newspaper  supporter.  Here  is  a  clear-cut 
issue — three  newspapers  against  none.  Yet  when  the  ballots  come  to 
be  counted,  it  will  be  found,  we  think,  that  the  Democratic  ticket, 
which  had  no  newspaper,  will  have  more  ballots  than  the  Non-Parti- 
san, which  had  three." 

These  remarks  were  borne  out  by  the  facts.  When  the 
ballots  were  counted,  it  was  found  that  the  Non-Partisan 
ticket  had  polled  a  vote  which  was  so  insignificant  as  to  be 
ludicrous.  This  journal  pointed  out  these  facts,  and  from  it 
drew  the  moral  that  the  daily  newspaper  press  of  San  Fran- 
cisco was  destitute  of  influence.  The  paragraph  was  copied 
in  a  number  of  Eastern  newspapers — among  others,  in  the 
New  York  Evening  Post,  which  had  this  to  say  in  its  issue 
of  November  15th  : 

"  The  San  Francisco  Argonaut  looks  on  the  result  of  the  munici- 
pal election  in  San  Francisco  last  week  as  proof  of  its  theory  that 


newspapers  are  of  small  influence,  and  that  the  people  '  make  up 
their  minds  entirely  without  reference  to  the  press.'  Of  the  local  re- 
sult the  Argonaut  says  : 

"  '  The  Non-Partisan  ticket  was  supported  by  three  journals — the  Ex- 
aminer, the  Call,  and  the  Bulletin.  The  Non-Partisan  ticket  has  cut 
scarcely  any  figure  at  all.  The  Republican  ticket,  which  was  supported  by 
one  newspaper,  the  Chronicle,  has  elected  a  few  of  its  candidates.  The 
Democratic  ticket,  which  had  no  journalistic  support,  eleeted  the  largest 
number  of  candidates,  while  Adolph  Sutro,  who  was  elected  mayor  by  a 
majority  over  all  his  competitors,  was  supported  by  no  newspaper  at  all.' 

"  Undoubtedly  the  election  returns  of  San  Francisco  prove  the  un- 
influential  character  of  the  press  of  that  city.  The  deduction,  how- 
ever, from  all  this  is,  not  that  newspapers  generally  are  without  in- 
fluence among  their  readers,  but  that  there  is  something  sadly  lack- 
ing in  the  newspapers  of  San  Francisco.  That  this  is  a  fact  is  ad- 
mitted with  regret  by  all  intelligent  people  in  that  city.  Anything 
like  real  newspaper  independence  founded  on  the  intrinsic  merit  of  a 
cause  is  almost  unknown  there.  Railroad  influence  and  business 
and  personal  considerations  have  long  been  the  controlling  factors  in 
San  Francisco  journalism.  It  is  little  wonder,  therefore,  that  when, 
in  a  city  in  which  opposition  to  railroads  counts  as  patriotism,  Mr. 
Sutro,  in  the  midst  of  a  contest  with  this  corporate  power,  offered 
himself  as  a  candidate  for  mayor,  his  personal  strength  should  over- 
come the  advice  of  newspapers  which  have  established  their  reputa- 
tion for  political  sycophancy  and  cowardice." 

The  caustic  comments  of  the  New  York  Post  have  evi- 
dently pierced  the  hides  of  some  of  the  newspaper  pachy- 
derms of  San  Francisco.  The  Bulletin  and  the  Examiner 
spring  to  the  defense  of  the  San  Francisco  daily  press,  inci- 
dentally, and  primarily  to  their  own,  for  both  of  them  sup- 
ported the  Non-Partisan  ticket.  But  there  is  not  very  much 
for  them  to  say.  Both  of  them  make  faces  at  the  Post  and 
say,  "  You're  another  !  "  while  the  Bulletin  darkly  accuses  its 
New  York  contemporary  of  being  "  pharasaical  "  (sic).  But 
it  does  not  refute  the  facts  stated  by  the  Argonaut. 

The  Examiner  makes  an  attempt  at  doing  so.  It  prefaces 
its  attempt  by  rather  spitefully  accusing  the  Post  of  being 
"the  organ  of  Mr.  Henry  Villard."  This,  we  may  remark, 
has  nothing  to  do  with  the  truth  or  falsity  of  statements  made 
by  the  Post.  These  statements,  however,  were  copied  from 
the  Argonaut,  and  we  shall  presently  show  them  to  be  true. 
The  Examiner  says  of  Mr.  Sutro,  who  was  elected  (without 
any  newspaper  help)  by  an  overwhelming  majority  over  all 
his  competitors  (who  had  an  abundance  of  newspaper  help), 
that  "  Mr.  Sutro  had  no  personal  opposition  from  the  repu- 
table daily  press."  The  Argonaut  did  not  say  that  he  had  ; 
it  merely  remarked  that  he  had  no  newspaper  support.  Had 
the  "reputable  daily  press"  opposed  him,  it  is  probable,  con- 
sidering the  lessons  of  the  late  election,  that  all  the  votes 
would  have  been  cast  for  him  instead  of  rather  more  than 
half  of  them.  As  an  amazed  Tar  Flat  "  heeler  "  remarked, 
the  day  after  election  :  "  Say,  if  dat  man  Ellert  had  free  or 
four  more  newspapers,  he  wouldn't  'a'  got  no  votes  at  all — 
see?" 

Hastily  leaving  Mr.  Sutro's  election,  which  it  declares  to 
be  "an  exceptional  case,"  the  Examiner  proceeds  to  take  up 
the  other  city  offices.  It  figures  out  that  the  Non-Partisans 
elected  their  candidates  for  auditor,  tax-collector,  city  and 
county  attorney,  public  administrator,  two  superior  judges, 
one  police  judge,  one  justice  of  the  peace,  and  one  school 
director.  This  is  absurdly  untrue.  These  officials  were  all 
straight  Democratic  nominees,  and  were  "  indorsed  "  by  the 
Non-Partisans.  The  Examiner  also  claims  for  the  Non- 
Partisans  the  election  of  treasurer,  one  superior  judge,  two 
police  judges,  four  supervisors,  and  three  school  directors. 
This  claim  is  also  destitute  of  any  foundation — the  officials 
elected  were  all  straight  Republican  nominees,  "indorsed" 
by  the  Non-Partisans.  There  were  a  number  of  straight 
Non  -  Partisan  nominees,  all  of  whom  were  defeated. 
The  only  man  upon  their  municipal  ticket,  and  on 
that  alone,  who  was  elected,  was  John  D.  Siebe,  and 
Siebe  was  practically  an  independent  candidate.  He  has 
held  the  office  of  assessor  for  four  years ;  he  ran  as 
an  independent  candidate  for  the  office  in  1S86  ;  he  would 
have  run  as  an  independent  candidate  in  1894  had  the  Non- 
Partisans  not  put  him  on  to  add  strength  to  their  ticket  ;  and 
he  was  the  one  and  only  municipal  official  they  elected  who 
•was  not  on  the  Republican  or  Democratic  ticket. 

The  Examiner  says  that  the  Non- Partisans  elected  three 
freeholders.  That  is  perfectly  true.  But  the  position  of 
freeholder    is  merely  a  temporary   one,  lasting  but  ninety 


days,  their  duties  being  to  draft  a  new  charter.  Whether 
rightly  or  wrongly,  the  voters  paid  little  attention  to  this 
office.  But  as  for  the  regular  municipal  officials  of  the  city 
of  San  Francisco,  they  were  divided  as  follows  among  the 
various  parties  :  The  Democrats  elected  twenty  ;  the  Re- 
publicans, thirty  ;  the  Populists,  one  (Sutro)  ;  and  the  Non- 
Partisans,  one. 

Although  the  Republicans  elected  a  larger  number  of 
officials  than  did  the  Democrats,  this  is  offset  by  the  fact 
that  many  of  them  were  minor  offices,  while  the  Democrats 
secured  such  offices  as  the  sheriff's  and  others  controlling 
large  patronage.  When  we  spoke  of  the  Democrats  elect- 
ing "the  largest  number,"  we  meant  of  candidates  for  the 
important  offices,  not  taking  into  consideration,  of  course, 
the  lesser  offices,  such  as  school  directors,  justices  of  the 
peace,  etc. 

The  matter  may  therefore  be  summed  up  by  saying,  as 
we  said  in  the  article  quoted  by  the  New  York  Post,  that 
three  leading  daily  journals,  the  Examiner,  the  Bulletin,  and 
the  Call,  supported  the  Non-Partisan  ticket.  The  Repub- 
lican ticket  was  supported  by  one  daily  newspaper,  the 
Chronicle.  The  Democratic  ticket  was  supported  by  no 
daily  newspaper.  Yet  the  Non-Partisan  ticket,  which  was 
supported  by  the  Examiner,  Bulletin,  and  Call,  elected  one 
candidate  out  of  the  fifty-three.  The  Republican  ticket, 
supported  by  the  Chronicle,  elected  thirty.  The  Democratic 
ticket,  unsupported  by  any  newspaper,  elected  twenty.  And 
Sutro  was  elected  mayor  by  a  majority  over  all  his  com- 
petitors, although  supported  by  no  newspaper  at  all. 

A  curious  instance  of  what  may  be  called  the  specialized 
"  influence  of  the  press  "was  shown  in  the  State  election. 
Charges  were  brought  against  James  H.  Budd,  the  Demo- 
cratic candidate  for  governor,  gravely  affecting  his  honesty 
and  his  personal  honor.  He  was  accused  of  having  seduced 
his  ward  and  made  away  with  her  property.  These  charges 
were  backed  up  with  what  were  apparently  genuine  tran- 
scripts from  the  records  of  the  courts.  These  charges  were 
not  disproved  by  the  Democratic  press,  which  contented 
themselves  with  denying  them.  The  charges  were  spread 
broadcast  throughout  the  State  in  the  columns  of  the 
press  by  hundreds  of  thousands  of  copies.  One  paper  in 
San  Francisco  devoted  itself  to  their  daily  reiteration.  Yet 
in  San  Francisco  Mr.  Budd  ran  thousands  of  votes  ahead  of 
his  ticket,  and,  with  the  exception  of  a  judicial  nominee,  he 
was  the  only  man  elected  on  the  entire  Democratic  State 
ticket. 

These  facts  bear  out  the  theory  that  we  have  so  often  main- 
tained in  these  columns — that  the  people  make  up  their 
minds  regardless  of  the  daily  press.  Unnumbered  in- 
stances might  be  given.  One  of  the  most  striking  was  the 
repeated  election  of  Carter  Harrison  as  Mayor  of  Chicago, 
although  during  his  last  campaign  he  was  vigorously  opposed 
by  every  daily  newspaper  in  Chicago — except  his  own.  An- 
other is  the  long  list  of  honors  heaped  upon  David  Bennett 
Hill  by  the  people  of  New  York  State,  although  he  has  been 
for  years  bitterly  denounced  by  nearly  all  the  New  York 
press. 

But  we  are  conscious  that  on  this  question  of  the  influence 
of  the  New  York  press  the  New  York  Post  will  disagree 
with  us,  as  do  the  daily  journals  of  San  Francisco  on  the 
question  of  their  influence — or,  rather,  lack  of  influence. 
But  we  will  maintain  our  convictions  all  the  same.  And  we 
beg  to  assure  the  New  York  Post  that  the  assertions  which 
it  copied  from  these  columns  were  based  on  facts,  as  we 
trust  we  have  shown  in  the  foregoing  lines.  It  is,  perhaps, 
important  to  the  dailies  of  San  Francisco  to  try  and  prove 
that  they  are  influential^  whether  it  be  truthful  or  not  ;  but  it 
is  vital  to  the  Argonaut  to  prove  that  it  is  truthful,  whether 
it  be  influential  or  not. 


New  light  is  thrown   on  the  attitude  of  the  Roman  Cath 
lie    Church   in   this   country  by  the  controversy  which  has 
sprung  up  between  Rev.  Father  Ducey,  of  St.  Leo's  Roman- 
ist Church  in  New  York,  and  Archbisop  Corrigan. 
Ducey  is  known  as  an  intelligent  and  intrepid   r 
public-spirited  citizen.      In  common  with  other  c 


THE        ARGONAUT. 


December  3,  1894. 


cerned  for  the  purity  of  municipal  politics,  he  attended  sev- 
eral meetings  of  the  Lexow  Investigating  Committee,  and 
his  presence  thereat  was  noticed  by  the  papers.  On  this 
Archbishop  Corrigan  addressed  him  a  letter  which  has  not 
been  published,  but  in  which  the  prelate  stated  that  he  had 
been  "pained"  by  Father  Ducey's  attendance  at  the  Lexow 
Committee's  meetings  ;  that  "  an  honest  Catholic  layman 
would  blush  to  go  to  such  an  assemblage  "  ;  that  he  (Ducey) 
has  "ex-posed  himself  to  receive  canonical  admonition"; 
and  that  the  archbishop  "  commands  him  to  abstain  here- 
after from  going  to  sessions  of  the  Lexow  Committee  with- 
out permission  in  writing."  In  other  words,  this  arch- 
bishop denies  to  his  priest  the  rights  which,  in  common 
with  all  other  citizens,  he  certainly  enjoys,  and  reprimands 
him  for  fulfilling  a  duty  which  every  public-spirited  citizen 
ought  to  discharge. 

The  Lexow  Investigating  Committee  was  a  body  of  dis- 
tinguished senators  charged  by  ihe  New  York  senate  with 
the  office  of  investigating  municipal  affairs  in  New  York. 
It  elicited  from  evidence  which  has  not  been  controverted 
the  damning  fact  that  the  New  York  police  force  is  honey- 
combed with  corruption,  from  the  commissioners  to  the 
patrolmen  ;  that  they  systematically  black-mail  the  ministers 
of  vice,  levying  upon  them  a  tax  which  amounts  to  millions 
of  dollars  annually  ;  that  all  this  is  done  with  the  connivance 
of  the  bosses  of  Tammany  Hall,  who  share  the  proceeds  of 
the  robbery.  It  was  extremely  difficult  to  prove  these  facts. 
The  wretched  victims  of  police  black-mail — keepers  of  houses 
of  ill-fame  and  other  unsavory  resorts,  gamblers,  fences,  and 
rum-sellers — were  very  reluctant  to  betray  their  tyrants. 
Nothing  but  the  inexorable  vigor  of  Mr.  Goff,  who  was  sup- 
ported by  contributions  from  citizens  indignant  at  Dr.  Park- 
hurst's  disclosures,  could  have  got  out  the  facts.  But  they 
were  got  out,  and  disclosures  were  made  which  have  made 
every  New  Yorker  hang  his  head  for  shame. 

Among  good  men  the  rejoicing  at  the  overthrow  of  the 
ministers  of  corruption  has  been  universal.  In  the  chorus 
of  applause  at  the  result  there  is  but  one  discordant  note, 
and  it  is  that  of  Archbishop  Corrigan.  One  man  only  de- 
nounces the  Lexow  Committee  as  an  assemblage  which 
"  an  honest  layman  would  blush  to  attend,"  and  that  man  is 
the  head  of  the  Roman  Catholic  Church  in  New  York 
State.  On  what  possible  theory  can  we  explain  so  astound- 
ing a  sympathy  between  the  Papal  archbishop  and  the 
police  black-mailers  ?  Can  it  be  that  the  archbishop  takes 
the  side  of  the  scoundrels  who  lived  on  the  spoil  of  fallen 
women,  gamblers,  rum-sellers,  and  thieves  because  they  are 
chiefly  Roman  Catholics,  because  most  of  the  low  groggeries 
are  kept  by  Roman  Catholics,  because  the  police  are  chiefly 
Roman  Catholics,  because  Croker,  Sheehan,  Gilroy,  and 
their  pals  are  Roman  Catholics,  because  Tammany  itself  is 
Roman  Catholic,  and  the  government  of  New  York — like 
that  of  many  other  American  cities — is  in  Roman  Catholic 
hands? 

If  this  is  not  so,  it  is  in  order  for  the  archbishop  to 
give  another  and  a  more  creditable  reason  for  his  ex- 
traordinary conduct ;  for  certainly,  on  the  face  of  matters, 
the  public  will  attribute  his  action  to  religious  sympathy. 
And  yet  the  great  mass  of  Roman  Catholic  citizens  must  be 
as  determined  in  their  opposition  to  police  black-mail  cor- 
ruption, and  vice  as  Protestants.  No  Roman  Catholic 
father  of  a  family  can  read  the  accounts  of  the  bleeding  of 
wretched  outcasts  by  police  commissioners,  captains,  and 
patrolmen  without  feeling  his  blood  boil  just  as  a  Protest- 
ant's does.  Indeed,  it  is  impossible  to  conceive  a  human 
being  so  constituted  that  he  did  not  rage  over  the  disclosures 
of  the  Lexow  Committee  ;  it  requires  an  effort  to  picture  a 
man  so  lost  to  all  moral  sense  and  so  blinded  by  religious 
bigotry  and  race  affinity  that  they  roused  in  his  soul  no  in- 
dignation, and  that  the  only  blame  he  felt  inclined  to  bestow 
was  directed  at  spectators  who  attended  the  meeting  of  the 
committee. 

How  Archbishop  Corrigan's  assault  upon  Father  Ducey 
will  be  viewed  by  the  great  body  of  Roman  Catholics  in 
New  York,  it  is  not  easy  to  foresee.  Intelligent  members 
of  that  religious  faith  will,  of  course,  take  the  same  view  as 
Protestants,  and  will  deplore  that  their  church  is  led,  at  so 
important  a  crisis,  by  so  unworthy  a  representative.  But 
the  great  bulk  of  the  Irish  Catholics  in  New  York  are 
not  intelligent.  They  sprang  from  a  peasantry  whose  igno- 
rance and  incapacity  to  reason  have  been  proverbial  for 
centuries.  With  one  of  the  finest  countries  in  the  world, 
they  have  vegetated  in  squalid  poverty  for  generations  ; 
whenever  a  crop  fails,  they  are  beggars  at  England's  door. 
In  this  country  the  only  trade  for  which  they  show  an  aptitude 
is  politics,  which  offers  them  opportunities  for  corruption.  If 
the  Irish  Catholics  were  disfranchised  to-morrow,  a  long 
step  would  be  made  toward  the  purification  of  our  munici- 
pal politics.  It  is  not  at  all  certain  that  the  members  of  this 
race  and  this  faith  will  visit  Archbishop  Corrigan's  hostility 
to  "he  Lexow  Committee  with  the  scornful  indignation  it  de- 
<•->.     Many  of  them  have  brothers,  or  cousins,  or  sons 


on  the  police,  or  running  rum-shops  or  corner  groceries  ; 
others  are  henchmen  of  aldermen,  police  justices,  or  other 
municipal  officers.  It  would  not  be  altogether  surprising  if 
among  them  there  were  some  who,  like  Archbishop  Cor- 
rigan, sympathized  with  the  rotten  corruptionists,  and 
thought  it  a  shame  that  Mr.  Goff  had  probed  the  festering 
sore  of  the  great  city  to  the  bottom. 

In  this  church  business,  history  is  always  repeating  itself. 
As  Archbishop  Riordan  boasts,  the  church  has  never  changed 
its  doctrines  or  its  spirit ;  its  methods  alter  as  customs  vary, 
but  the  church  and  church  policy  are  the  same  now  as  they 
were  when  Tetsel  sold  indulgences  to  provide  means  to 
finish  St.  Peter's,  and  rascally  noblemen  purchased  divine 
forgiveness  for  their  crimes  by  bribes  to  the  Vatican.  Arch- 
bishop Corrigan,  mindful  of  the  fact  that  the  Roman  Catho- 
lic Church,  through  the  aid  of  Tammany,  receives  more  than 
twice  as  large  an  appropriation  from  the  State  as  all  the 
other  sects  together,  reasons  that  the  present  storm  will  blow 
over,  and  proposes  to  stand  well  with  the  great  Democratic 
head-quarters  when  it  resumes  its  sway.  To  make  itself 
strong  with  Tammany,  the  church  is  willing  to  condone  public 
black-mail  and  the  plunder  of  the  criminal  class  by  the  city 
authorities.  Now,  as  ever,  it  holds  its  tenets  of  morality  for 
sale  at  a  price. 

Will  Father  Ducey  be  more  successful  than  Father 
McGlynn  was  in  arousing  Roman  Catholics  to  the  shame  of 
submitting  to  an  unprincipled  hierarchy  ?  Who  can  say  ?  • 
There  were  Duceys  and  McGlynns  before  Luther  and 
Loyola  ;  they  had  as  sound  reasons  for  mutiny  as  their 
modem  imitators  ;  but  they  seldom  avoided  the  fate  which 
befell  John  Huss.  It  seems  to  be  a  law  of  Roman  Cathol- 
icism that  it  begets  servile  submission  to  ecclesiastical 
tyranny.  If  a  Protestant  bishop  or  moderator  had  written 
to  a  minister  in  his  see  such  a  letter  as  Corrigan  wrote  to 
Ducey,  the  whole  Protestant  public  would  have  risen  en 
masse  and  forced  him  to  withdraw  it.  Protestants  bear 
with  their  churches  on  the  condition  that  they  shall  not  in- 
fringe individual  liberty.  But  it  seems  to  be  the  nature  of 
the  rank  and  file  of  Roman  Catholics  to  prostrate  them- 
selves in  the  dust  before  their  clergy,  and  to  stretch  their 
necks  so  that  the  priest  shall  set  his  foot  on  them. 


The  Horse  Show  has  been  the  event  of  the  week.  Though 
not  as  splendid  as  the  corresponding  show  in  New  York,  it 
has  been  a  fine  exhibition  of  pretty  women,  handsome 
toilets,  and  high-bred  horses.  It  has  been  the  topic  on 
every  tongue  ;  and  it  has  left  behind  it  a  pleasant  memory 
of  the  success  with  which  the  science  of  horse-breeding 
has  been  cultivated  in  this  State. 

Horse  shows  have  flourished  from  the  beginnings  of  his- 
tory, but  it  is  only  in  our  day  that  their  utility  has  been  dis- 
covered. The  hippodrome  of  the  Olympic  games  dates 
from  the  period  when  Solomon  was  building  his  temple  ; 
but  the  ladies  who  sat  in  boxes  this  week  and  clapped  their 
gloved  hands  as  a  smart  tandem  team  passed,  may  thank 
their  stars  they  did  not  live  in  those  days,  for  it  was  death 
for  a  woman  to  show  her  face  at  the  Greek  games.  Yet 
though  the  shows  were  deprived  of  the  exhilarating  influence 
of  feminine  spectators,  the  chariot  races  were  fine,  and  it  is 
strange  that  there  were  no  horseback  races.  Horse-riding 
had  long  been  common  among  the  Syrians  and  the 
Scythians  ;  the  first  Greeks  who  saw  men  on  horseback  sup- 
posed that  men  and  horses  were  one  and  called  them 
Centaurs.  These  Syrian  horses  were  probably  small,  low- 
bred beasts  ;  the  true  Arabian  was  not  begotten  till  the 
days  of  Mohammed  or  even  of  the  Crusades. 

It  must,  however,  have  taken  many  generations  to  im- 
prove the  breed  up  to  the  Arabian  level.  An  American 
naturalist,  building  upon  a  foundation  laid  by  Huxley,  has 
lately  published  a  book  on  the  prehistoric  horse.  He  de- 
scribes him  as  about  the  size  of  a  sheep,  with  three  toes. 
At  the  foot  of  cliffs,  in  California,  scores  of  fossil 
skeletons  of  small  horses  have  been  found,  leading  to  a 
conjecture  that  they  were  hunted  by  more  powerful  beasts 
or  perhaps  by  man,  and  that  they  leaped  off  the  cliffs  in 
their  wild  desperation.  In  course  of  time,  this  primitive 
horse  dropped  his  third  toe,  which  was  useless.  None 
of  the  wild  horses  of  modern  times  have  three-pronged 
feet,  and  they  are  about  the  size  of  the  broncos  which  are 
raised  further  south.  There  is,  by  the  way,  a  yearling 
pony  at  the  San  Francisco  Horse  Show  no  larger  than  a 
sheep,  or  about  the  size  of  the  primeval  horse. 

The  horse  which  succeeded  is  one  of  the  last  sur- 
vivors of  the  race  of  great  pachyderms,  of  which  the  ele- 
phant, and  rhinoceros,  and  hippopotamus  are  types.  His 
domestication  has  been  a  work  of  time  and  of  education 
prolonged  through  centuries.  The  skill  of  the  breeder  has 
not  only  taught  him  docility,  but  it  has  increased  his  size, 
developed  his  strength,  and  prolonged  his  life.  The  late 
Senator  Stanford  was  fond  of  telling  how  he  had  been  led 
into  horse-breeding  by  the  observation  of  the  horses  his 
company  used  on  their  horse  railroads.     Every  horse  had 


his  page  in  a  horse-ledger,  in  which  his  performance  was  re- 
corded, and  he  was  debited  with  every  day  that  he  lost  from 
sickness  or  lameness  ;  his  pedigree  was  noted,  and  it  was 
found  that  horses  of  high  breeding  lasted  far  longer  and 
did  much  better  work  than  animals  which  the  company  had 
picked  up  without  inquiry.  The  senator  used  to  say  that 
the  former  were  cheap  at  twice  the  price  of  the  latter. 

The  progress  of  mechanical  improvements  is  diminishing 
the  usefulness  of  the  horse.  Cable-cars  and  electric  rail- 
roads, bicycles,  steam-plows,  and  the  other  scientific  con- 
trivances for  accomplishing  heavy  work,  have  reduced  the 
demand  for  horses.  But  it  does  not  appear  likely  that  civil- 
ized man  will  ever  be  able  to  do  without  so  useful  a  servant. 
And,  in  spite  of  all  the  arguments  which  have  been  adduced 
against  the  usefulness  of  cavalry  in  war,  it  does  not  seem 
likely  that  any  nation  will  venture  to  dispense  with  that  arm 
of  the  service  in  any  future  conflict.  It  is  impossible  for  a 
victorious  general  to  reap  the  full  fruits  of  his  victory  unless 
he  has  cavalry  to  pursue  his  defeated  foe.  It  was  Wilson's 
cavalry  which  converted  Hood's  defeat  at  Franklin  into  a 
rout,  and  it  was  Sheridan's  cavalry  which  rendered  it  impos- 
sible for  Lee  to  rally  his  troops  after  the  evacuation  of  Rich- 
mond. The  value  of  cavalry,  however,  will  mainly  depend 
upon  the  strength,  mettle,  and  training  of  the  horses.  It 
is  herein  that  one  usefulness  of  horse  shows  is  discerned. 

One  often  hears  the  remark :  What  is  the  good  of  a 
horse-race  ?  What  human  interest  is  promoted  by  the 
breeding  of  an  animal  which  lowers  the  racing  or  the  trot- 
ting record  by  a  few  seconds  ?  The  query  is  based  on  a 
misapprehension.  It  is,  indeed,  of  no  consequence  that  a 
horse  shall  be  bred  which  shall  cover  his  mile  in  a  given 
number  of  seconds  less  than  his  fastest  predecessor.  But 
the  horse  which  can  lower  the  record  will  only  be  able  to  do 
so  because  he  is  endowed  with  courage,  spirit,  and  endur- 
ance ;  and  these  are  qualities  which  will  insure  excellence 
in  any  work  the  horse  is  set  to  do.  The  blood  of  a  race- 
horse will  enable  his  progeny  to  do  more  work,  and  better 
work,  than  a  low-bred  animal  can  accomplish.  It  will  imbue 
him  with   a  higher  intelligence  than  horses  usually  possess. 

Nor  is  it  a  matter  of  trifling  consequence  that  people 
should  be  indifferent  to  the  beauty  of  the  animals  they  ride 
and  drive.  Beauty  is  always  to  be  cultivated,  whether  in 
women,  or  in  horses,  or  in  landscape,  or  in  objects  of  art.  In  this 
respect,  the  horse  show  will  not  be  without  beneficial  effects. 


If  anything  were  needed  to  put  the  cap-sheaf  on  the  gro- 
tesque foreign  policy  of  the  present  Democratic  administra- 
tion, it  is  the  rebuff  administered  to  President  Cleveland 
and  Secretary  Gresham  by  Japan.  While  the  political  op- 
ponents of  the  present  administration  might  look  upon  its 
domestic  blunders  with  a  philosophy  born  of  hope,  its  for- 
eign blunders  are  not  to  be  viewed  with  calmness.  Its  pres- 
ent mortification  is  calculated  to  give  anything  but  satisfaction 
to  Republicans,  for  the  United  States  Government,  through 
the  persons  of  its  President  and  Secretary  of  State,  is 
mortified  as  well. 

The  Cleveland  administration  has  not  failed,  in  any  in- 
stance with  which  we  are  familiar,  to  throw  discredit  upon 
this  country  in  its  conduct  of  diplomatic  affairs.  To  this 
day  the  echoes  of  the  discreditable  Hawaiian  fiasco  still 
ring  around  the  White  House  ;  it  is  said  that  Admiral 
Walker's  report  on  Hawaiian  matters/which  has  not  yet 
been  given  forth  to  the  people,  has  been  suppressed  by  Cleve- 
land because  it  is  distasteful  to  him.  But  whatever  Admiral 
Walker's  report  may  be,  and  whether  it  is  or  is  not  to  be 
given  to  the  American  people,  there  is  no  doubt  about  the 
verdict  of  the  American  people  upon  the  Cleveland-Gresham- 
Liliuokalani  intrigue.  The  moral  influence  and  the  naval 
forces  of  this  republic  were  being  used  to  prop  up  a  decay- 
ing royalist  government.  It  did  not  take  long  for  such  a 
whirlwind  of  wrath  to  roar  around  the  White  House  that 
Messrs.  Cleveland  and  Gresham  speedily  modified  their 
"  Hawaiian  foreign  policy." 

The  next  instance  of  the  kind  was  the  extraordinary  con- 
duct of  the  Democratic  administration  during  the  rebellion 
of  Admiral  Da  Gama  against  President  Peixotto  in  Brazil. 
When  the  insurgent  admiral,  with  his  iron-clad,  the  Aquida- 
bau,  and  a  fleet  of  torpedo-boats,  was  attempting  to  main- 
tain an  ineffectual  blockade  of  the  harbor  of  Rio  de  Janeiro, 
the  American  men-of-war  in  the  harbor  received  instructions 
from  Washington  to  "  maintain  -a  strict  neutrality."  This 
the  Democratic  officials  under  Gresham  construed  to  mean 
allowing  American  merchantmen  to  go  unprotected.  They 
informed  the  commanding  officer  of  the  American  war-ships 
at  Rio  that  American  merchantmen  attempting  to  land 
cargoes  there  would  do  so  "at  their  own  risk."  Admiral 
Stanton,  when  appealed  to  by  an  American  skipper  whose 
ship  was  under  the  insurgent  fire  because  he  was  trying  to 
reach  a  pier,  did  not  agree  with  the  Democratic  officials  at 
Washington.  He  cleared  his  decks  for  action,  and  escorted 
I  the  American  ship  to  her  pier  under  the  insurgent  guns. 
It   is  needless  to  say  that  those   guns  were  not  fired — at 


December  3,  1894. 


THE 


ARGON  AUT. 


least  not  upon  the  American  flag.  But  the  administration 
was  preparing  a  reprimand  and  a  recall  for  Admiral  Stanton, 
when  the  wave  of  popular  enthusiasm  for  that  bold  sailor 
which  ran  over  the  land  warned  them  of  their  error,  and 
they  held  their  peace. 

The  latest  humiliation  to  which  the  Democratic  adminis- 
tration has  exposed  this  country  is  in  its  gratuitous  and  un- 
called-for offer  to  "mediate"  between  China  and  Japan. 
Who  asked  the  United  States  to  mediate  ?  If  China  did, 
fapan  assuredly  did  not.  A  mediator  certainly  can  not  ac- 
complish much  unless  both  parties  desire  his  mediation. 
And  what  business  has  this  country,  anyway,  with  settling 
the  quarrels  of  Asiatic  nations?  We  have  enough  to  do 
with  our  own  troubles  at  home.  If  there  has  been  an  un- 
broken line  of  policy  in  the  United  States,  running  from  the 
days  of  Washington  down,  it  has  been  for  the  United  States 
to  refrain  from  mixing  in  the  affairs  of  other  nations.  Yet 
Secretary  Gresham,  ignoring  this  long-established  and  well- 
settled  policy,  jumps  fnto  the  Asiatic  ring  with  an  offer  of 
"  mediation."  This  half-baked  Western  diplomat  does  not 
know  even  the  most  rudimentary  rules  of  his  temporary 
calling.  If  there  is  anything  in  diplomacy  which  is  ap- 
proached with  reserve,  it  is  the  making  of  an  "  offer "  of 
my  kind  by  one  nation  to  another.  Before  a  formal  and 
official  offer  is  made,  an  informal  and  unofficial  proposition 
always  precedes  it.  A  sovereign  never  invites  another  mon- 
arch to  visit  him  at  his  capital  unless  he  has  previously  as- 
certained whether  the  invitation  would  be  accepted  if  it  were 
tendered.  So  in  diplomacy.  No  wonder,  as  the  cable- 
grams say,  that  "  England  has  noted  the  rebuff  sustained  by 
the  United  States  with  positive  delight." 

As  a  matter  of  course,  there  comes  from  Washington  to 
the  Associated  Press  a  long  and  labored  statement,  evidently 
inspired,  defending  the  Department  of  State.  This  state- 
ment says  that  the  cable  advices  about  England's  delight 
have  "  caused  much  amusement  among  diplomats  here." 
Among  the  amused  diplomats  we  do  not  think  Secretary 
Gresham  is  one.  It  must  have  been  a  sad  smile  that 
irradiated  his  countenance  on  reading  of  Japan's  rejection 
and  England's  delight.  As  for  the  statement  thaf  "the 
United  States  is  really  in  the  place  of  a  mediator  to-day,  as 
our  ministers  in  Japan  and  China  are  authorized  to  transmit 
proposals,"  that  is  a  most  disingenuous  statement,  worthy  of 
our  present  transparent  and  most  undiplomatic  Secretary  of 
State.  The  United  States  Ministers  in  Japan  and  China  are 
authorized  to  "  transmit  proposals  "  for  the  reason,  and  for 
the  reason  only,  that  they  are  by  courtesy  carrying  out  some 
of  the  functions  of  the  Japanese  and  Chinese  embassies  in 
Peking  and  Tokio,  respectively,  as  both  of  those  embassies 
were,  of  course,  closed  immediately  on  the  breaking  out  of 
the  war.  The  United  States  Ministers  at  Tokio  and  Peking 
are  no  more  "  mediators "  at  present  between  China  and 
Japan  than  was  United  States  Minister  Washburn  between 
Germany  and  France  when  he  assumed  some  of  the  duties 
of  the  German  Minister  during  the  Franco-Prussian  War. 
In  this  juncture,  the  United  States  Government  is  not  a  medi- 
ator— it  is  merely  a  letter-box. 


Some  weeks  ago,  at  the  sale  of  the  Johnson  collection,  a 
picture  was  sold  as  the  work  of  Hans  Makart  Immediately 
after  the  sale,  some  San  Francisco  artists  attacked  the  pict- 
ure, stating  unqualifiedly  that  it  was  not  the  work  of  Makart. 
Among  the  various  counts  in  their  indictment  were  these  : 
That  the  picture  was  a  small  one,  and  that  Makart  had 
never  painted  small  pictures  ;  that  it  was  closely  finished  in 
a  way  that  was  foreign  to  his  style,  as  "  Makart  always  used 
a  two-and-a-half-inch  brush "  ;  that  a  replica  of  the  picture 
on  a  large  scale  was  in  the  New  Pinacothek  at  Munich,  and 
that  "  a  master  like  Makart  would  never  be  slave  enough  to 
copy  one  of  his  own  pictures  "  ;  and  finally  that  they  "  knew 
it  wasn't  a  Makart." 

It  would  be  interesting,  if  we  had  the  space,  to  analyze 
these  various  assertions.  How  do  these  artists  know  that 
Makart  never  painted  small  pictures  ?  How  do  they  know 
that  he  "  always  used  a  two-and-a-half-inch  brush  "  ?  How 
did  he  paint  the  beautiful  eyes  of  his  fine  "  Catherine 
Cornaro  " — now  in  the  National  Gallery  at  Berlin — with  "  a 
:wo-and-a-half-inch  brush "  ?  If  he  was  a  scene-painter,  a 
house-painter,  or  always  painted  in  distemper  instead  of  oils, 
we  could  understand  his  "  always  using  a  two-and-a-half-inch 
wush  " — not  otherwise.  How  do  they  know  that  the  small  pict- 
lre  was  not  the  original  study  for  the  large  picture  in  the  New 
Pinacothek  ?  How  do  they  know  that  "  a  master  like  Makart 
vould  never  be  slave  enough  to  copy  one  of  his  own  pict- 
ures "  ?  Do  they  not  know  that  Meissonnier  painted  a  replica 
>f  one  of  his  famous  Napoleon  canvases,  after  he  had  sold  the 
,)riginal  to  a  New  York  millionaire?  Do  they  not  know 
hat  the  original  of  this  Meissonnier  now  hangs  in  New 
fork  and  the  replica  in  Paris  ?  And  finally,  how  do  they 
'know  that  it  isn't  a  Makart?"  Is  every  artist,  like  the 
?ope,  infallible  ?  Does  the  wielding  of  a  mahlstick  confer 
imniscience  upon  an  artist,  as  the  Papal  crozier  does  upon 


the  Pope  ?  How,  we  ask,  do  they  know  that  Makart  did 
not  paint  this  picture  ?  No  one  knows  except  Makart — and 
possibly  the  Pope — and  Makart  is  dead  and  the  Pope  will 
not  give  it  away. 

No  ;  they  know  nothing  whatever  about  the  "genuineness  " 
of  this  picture,  and  their  utterances  are  merely  opinions,  of 
more  or  less  value.  We  think  they  are  of  less.  We  do 
not  believe  that  the  opinion  of  the  average  artist  upon  such 
a  matter  is  of  as  much  value  as  that  of  the  average  picture- 
dealer.  Were  artists  as  good  judges  of  pictures  as  picture- 
dealers  are,  they  would  speedily  become  rich  through  their 
knowledge,  as  Albert  Bierstadt  did.  But  most  of  them  not 
only  can  not  judge  of  the  commercial  value  of  other  artists' 
work,  but  they  can  not  even  judge  of  the  commercial  value  of 
their  own,  as  the  acres  of  unsalable  paintings  prove. 

The  Argotiaut  remarked,  at  the  time  of  this  controversy, 
that  the  only  way  to  determine  whether  the  picture  was 
painted  by  Makart  or  not  was  to  prove  its  pedigree,  an  easy 
matter  to  do,  as  Makart  was  not  mediaeval.  The  purchaser, 
Mr.  J.  D.  Grant,  acted  upon  this,  and  immediately  wrote  to 
Charles  F.  Haseltine,  the  well-known  picture  expert,  who 
had  secured  the  picture  for  the  Johnson  Collection.  Mr. 
Haseltine  at  once  replied,  saying  that  he  had  purchased  the 
picture  in  London  from  an  Austrian  lady  who  had  pur- 
chased it  from  Makart  himself,  and  that  from  this  picture 
was  painted  the  large  one  in  the  New  Pinacothek.  He  pays 
his  respects  to  the  artists  who  have  attacked  the  picture,  and 
says  :  "The  picture  is  by  Makart  without  any  question, 
whatever  a  set  of  ignorant  and  jealous  daubers  of  canvas 
say  to  the  contrary." 

It  is  only  necessary  to  say  of  Mr.  Haseltine  that  he  has 
been  a  picture-dealer  for  nearly  forty  years,  and  "is  a  man  of 
wealth  and  established  reputation.  He  has  sold  hundreds 
of  valuable  paintings  to  art-collectors  throughout  the  world, 
and  he  would  not  at  this  late  day  endanger  his  well-earned 
reputation  by  defrauding  a  purchaser.  Mr.  Alfred  Trumble, 
the  editor  of  the  art  journal  called  the  Collector,  has  this  to 
say  concerning  Mr.  Haseltine  and  this  controversy  : 

"  Your  San  Francisco  quidnuncs  are  talking  through 
their  hats  about  Makart.  He  painted  a  great  many  easel 
pictures,  and  often  repeated  his  large  compositions  on  a 
smaller  scale.  He  also  made  small  studies  preliminary  to 
his  large  decorative  pictures.  It  is  not  likely  that  Haseltine 
could  be  fooled  with  a  copy,  and  he  certainly  would  not  sell 
a  copy  for  an  original,  as  he  has  too  much  at  stake." 

This  would  seem  to  settle  the  matter.  But  the  artists  who 
have  attacked  the  picture  are  not  satisfied.  They  demand 
that  Mr.  Grant  shall  "ship  the  picture  to  Munich  and  ask 
Mr.  Hauser's  opinion."  But  suppose  he  does,  and  Hauser 
says  it  is  genuine,  unadulterated  goods,  with  Makart  blown 
in  the  bottle.  Other  artists  may  come  along,  as  these  have 
done,  and,  with  just  as  much  right,  question  its  "  genuine- 
ness " — artists  who  know  not  Hauser.  It  may  be  necessary 
to  ship  it  to  Lauser,  to  Mauser,  to  Pauser,  to  Quaser,  and 
so  on  through  the  alphabet.  It  would  spend  its  life  upon 
the  seas.     It  would  become  a  canvas  Wandering  Jew. 

We  advise  Mr.  Grant  not  to  ship  his  picture  to  Munich, 
but  to  hang  it  upon  the  walls  of  his  home,  and  let  his  San  Fran- 
cisco artist  friends  chew  the  cud  of  sweet  and  bitter  fancy. 


The  Call-Bulletin  newspaper  property  is  soon  to  be  sold. 
It  is  owned  by  the  Estate  of  James  Simonton,  the  Estate  of 
Loring  Pickering,  and  Mr.  George  K.  Fitch.  The  property 
is  not  incorporated,  but  has  been  owned  and  managed  under 
a  curious  system  of  partnership,  by  which  Mr.  Fitch,  the 
only  surviving  partner,  although  owning  but  one-third  of  the 
property,  has  had  complete  control.  His  management  has 
not  been  satisfactory  to  the  other  owners  ;  one  suit  was 
brought  against  him  some  years  ago  by  the  Simonton  heirs, 
and  now  the  Pickering  heirs  have  disagreed  with  him  to 
such  an  extent  that  Mr.  Fitch  has  petitioned  the  United 
States  Circuit  Court  to  order  that  the  property  be  sold,  and 
the  proceeds  divided  among  the  owners  in  interest. 

When  Mr.  Fitch  appeared  in  court,  he  took  the  witness- 
stand  in  support  of  his  petition.  He  testified  that  he  is 
sixty-eight  years  old  ;  that  his  journalistic  career  has  ex- 
tended over  thirty  years  ;  that  he  feels  that  he  is  entitled  to 
a  rest  from  business  cares.  Still  he  asked  for  the  right  to 
bid  if  he  so  desired.  When  asked  why  he  wished  to  bid  if 
it  was  his  intention  to  retire  from  business,  Mr.  Fitch  is  re- 
ported in  the  daily  papers  as  saying  that  "  he  wanted  the 
papers  sold  to  some  one  who  will  continue  their  publication 
following  the  present  policy,  and  if  the  bidder  was  objec- 
tionable in  that  respect,  then  he  would  want  to  make  an 
offer." 

Mr.  Fitch  may  possess  his  soul  in  peace.  No  matter 
how  "  objectionable  "  a  bidder  may  present  himself,  no  mat- 
ter how  badly  the  papers  may  be  run,  they  could  not  possi- 
bly in  a  hundred  years  be  run  so  badly  as  they  have  been 
run  by  Mr.  Fitch. 

Let  this  old  man  of  sixty-eight  look  back  over  his 
"journalistic  career  of  thirty  years."     Is   he   proud   of  it  ? 


Has  he  won  the  respect  and  esteem  of  the  community 
wherein  he  has  toiled  for  thirty  years  ?  Will  his  retirement 
cause  regret,  as  will,  for  example,  that  of  Joseph  Medill,  the 
veteran  editor  of  the  Chicago  Tribune,  or  as  did  the  death 
of  Horace  Greeley,  the  famous  editor  of  the  New  York 
Tribune  ?  Does  he  believe  that  this  community  will  miss 
him  when  he  lays  down  the  pen  ? 

If  he  so  believes,  Mr.  Fitch  will  deceive  himself.  There 
will  be  no  general  sentiment  in  this  community  but  that  of 
relief.  The  personality  of  Mr.  Fitch  has  so  dominated  his 
two  newspapers  that  while  at  first  the  community  only  de- 
spised the  papers,  they  grew  at  last  to  despise  the  man. 

Let  us  look  back  over  Mr.  George  K.  Fitch's  "journalistic 
career  of  thirty  years."  In  that  long  period,  there  is  an 
almost  unbroken  record  of  mean  things  meanly  done.  The 
amount  of  harm  which  this  man  and  his  papers  have  done 
to  San  Francisco  is  almost  incalculable.  There  is  scarcely  a 
single  movement  designed  to  improve,  to  sanitate,  or  to 
beautify  this  city  which  he  has  not  opposed.  And,  on  the 
other  hand,  whenever  anything  seemed  calculated  to  tear  down 
or  destroy,  it  met  with  the  support  of  Mr.  George  K.  Fitch. 

In  1877,  an  empty-headed  Irishman  came  to  the  surface 
of  the  civic  pot,  bubbling  up  amid  the  scum.  It  was  Denis 
Kearney.  He  had  no  brains — he  consisted  entirely  of  a 
mouth.  But  he  had  a  very  large  and  muscular  mouth. 
This  bawling  demagogue,  when  he  took  the  Sand-Lot  for 
his  forum,  and  attacked  property,  vested  rights,  and  law, 
was  supported  by  both  of  Mr.  George  K.  Fitch's  papers, 
the  Bulletin  and  the  Call.  They  created  Kearney.  When 
he  became  leader  of  a  so-called  political  party,  the  Bulletin 
and  Call  espoused  his  cause  through  a  mean  business 
jealousy — because  Kearney  was  trying  to  injure  the  Chron- 
icle, a  business  rival.  The  riots  of  1877  were  due  to  Denis 
Kearney  and  his  followers,  and  Kearney  and  his  followers 
were  due  to  the  Bulletin  and  the  Call.  But  the  actual  dam- 
ages caused  by  the  riots  and  the  arsons  of  1877  were  as 
nothing  compared  to  what  the  courts  call  the  consequential 
damages — the  depreciation  in  values  caused  by  the  riots,  and 
the  driving  away  of  capital  and  capitalists  from  California. 

Again,  when  the  same  old  mob  spirit  broke  out  in  the 
railroad  riots  of  1 894,  the  Bulletin  and  the  Call  were  found 
on  the  side  of  anarchy  and  against  the  law.  They  have 
always  been  cowardly,  shuffling  sheets,  and  they  played  their 
usual  dough-faced  role  ;  they  egged  the  rioters  on  as  much 
as  they  dared,  and  then,  with  knowing  winks,  would  counsel 
peace  in  platitudes. 

Before  us  as  we  write  there  lie  files  of  Mr.  Fitch's  papers 
for  the  last  week  of  June  and  the  first  week  of  July,  1894. 
It  would  be  too  much  labor  to  go  through  this  mass  of 
innuendo,  and  to  cull  from  it  the  guarded  words  in  which  the 
rioters  were  encouraged  in  their  lawless  work.  But  a  glance 
at  the  great  black  "  scare  heads  "  will  suffice  to  give  the  tone 
of  the  articles.  It  begins  with  the  day  when  the  Bulletin 
remarks  with  disgust  that  "  The  Railroad  Says  It  Has 
1  Nothing  to  Arbitrate,"  but  that,  therefore,  "The  Strikers 
Are  Indignant,"  and  as  "  They  Claim  That  A  Trick  Has 
Been  Played "  by  trying  to  run  a  special  train,  therefore 
"They  Hold  Up  A  Train  At  Sixteenth  Street."  Then, 
says  the  admiring  Bulletin,  "  The  Union  Men  Pay  No 
Attention  To  Officials,  But  Proceed  Quietly  To  Disable 
Engines."  In  a  few  days  the  exultant  Bulletin,  in  large 
letters,  announces  :  "  Pat  !  That's  How  the  Strikers 
Stand  ! "  and  tells  with  pride  of  "  A  Remarkable  Demon- 
stration of  Popular  Sympathy "  when  "  Four  Hundred 
People  Sit  In  Front  Of  A  Locomotive."  Mr.  Fitch's 
papers  grow  lackadaisical  when  they  describe  "  How  The 
Strikers  Treated  Mrs.  Stanford  Like  A  Queen,"  they  are 
maudlin  when  they  say  that  "The  United  States  Troops 
Are  Viewed  With  Alarm  By  The  People,"  but  at  the  end 
they  are  badly  scared  when  they  have  to  announce,  as  a  re- 
sult of  their  own  evil  work,  "  Two  Men  Shot  By  The 
Troops  ! " 

When  the  troops  of  the  regular  army  had  killed  a  few  of 
the  rioters,  and  there  was  talk  at  Washington  of  placing 
San  Francisco  and  Sacramento  under  martial  law,  Mr. 
Fitch's  papers  became  more  wary.  "  Moderation "  was 
counseled  ;  "  effusion  of  blood  "  was  deprecated  :  and  in  a 
fortnight  these  two  Jesuitical  journals  had  worked  themselves 
around  to  a  point  where  they  could  rebuke  the  misguided 
men  whom  they  had  just  been  encouraging. 

But  space  and  time  forbid  a  longer  review  of  the  thirty 
years'  journalistic  career  of  Mr.  George  K.  Fitch,  editor  of 
the  Bulletin  and  the  Call.  We  are  glad  that  his  career  is 
about  to  close.  No  new  man  and  no  newspaper  can 
undo  all  the  harm  that  he  has  done  to  San  Francisco  ;  but 
it  is  something  at  least  to  have  him  stop  the  further  doing  of 
harm. 

Retire,  Mr.  Fitch.  Go  into  your  retirement,  full  of  years 
if  not  of  honors.  And  when  you  do  retire,  you  will  go 
crowned  with  the  blessings  of  a  rejoicing  city  and  its  grate- 
ful citizens — rejoicing  that  you  have  retired,  grateful  that  you 
are  gone. 


THE        ARGONAUT. 


December  3,  1894. 


AN   OFFICER   AND   A    GENTLEMAN. 


She  was  the  young  wife  of  an  old  general  ;  he,  the  gen- 
eral's aid-de-camp.  There  had  been  a  time,  some  years  be- 
fore, when,  flattering  herself  that  her  heart  was  broken  and 
that'she  had  loved  for  the  first  and  the  last  time,  she  had 
yielded  to  the  general's  soldierly  wooing  and  had  married 
him,  only  to  find  within  a  day  after  the  ceremony  that  the 
love  she  had  believed  completely  and  forever  beyond  her 
reach  was — or  had  been,  right  along — quite  within  her  grasp. 
There  was  nothing  to  do,  however,  but  to  accept  her  fate  as 
'  gracefully  and  uncomplainingly  as  hundreds  of  other  women 
do  ;  to  smile  on  her  old  husband  and  on  the  world,  and  to 
hide  under  a  cloak  of  good  breeding  all  her  short-comings 
save  that  which  made  her  at  times  just  a  little  capricious  and 
unreasonable. 

At  first  there  had  been  an  entire  blankness  in  the  outlook. 
Her  lips  would  turn  cold  and  the  blood  ring  in  her  ears  ; 
she  would  seem  sometimes  inattentive  and  would,  as  the 
general  laughingly  termed  it,  go  a-wool-gathering.  She 
grew  a  little  thin,  and  the  look  of  her  eyes  was  not  as  direct 
and  frank  as  before  ;  but  all  these  things  passed  unnoticed 
and  no  one  guessed  the  unhappiness,  the  futility  of  the  life 
of  this  one  woman  moving  about  so  cheerily  in  every  midst. 
As  truly  as  language  was  given  us  to  conceal  our  thoughts, 
expression  was  given  us  to  conceal  our  sentiments.  Only, 
the  woman  who  always  laughs,  the  woman  who  mocks 
lightly,  the  woman  who  seeks  the  solitude  of  a  noisy  crowd, 
is  apt  to  be  the  woman  who  has  tasted  all  bitterness  and  in- 
toxicates her  brain  with  noise  as  a  wretched  man  intoxicates 
his  senses  with  wine. 

Not  the  least  of  her  troubles  had  been  that  she  felt  the 
fearful  danger  of  being  constantly  near  and  with  this  man 
who  had  unwittingly  wrecked  her  life  ;  but  she  was  power- 
less, more  so  than  if  she  and  he  had  been  in  civil  life.  Then 
she  could  have  put  him  on  his  honor  not  to  come  where  she 
was  ;  she  could  even  have  picked  a  quarrel  with  him  and 
forbidden  him  the  house.  But  here,  in  a  small  garrison — 
for  the  general  was  not  a  general  as  yet — with  the  lieutenant 
stationed  there,  living  in  the  house  next  to  hers,  a  double 
house,  so  that  the  porches  were  common,  she  dared  not  raise 
a  storm  of  comment  by  being  constrained  with  her  hus- 
band's great  friend. , 

So  things  went  on  for  a  year,  the  man  not  dreaming  that 
the  woman  gave  him  a  thought,  and  envying  the  older  one 
who  had  obtained  all  that  would  have  made  his  own  life  worth 
the  living  ;  the  woman  fighting  against  odds  almost  beyond 
her  strength,  forcing  herself  to  dutifulness  toward  a  decrepit 
and  unloved  husband  ;  and  the  husband  fondly  doting  and 
believing  that  his  wife  was  above  suspicion. 

It  is  always  darkest  just  before  dawn.  When  the  whole 
thing  had  become  unendurable  to  the  woman,  when  her 
weakened  spirit  was  ready  to  give  way  and  she  to  throw 
herself  on  the  mercy  of  the  younger  man,  the  latter  was 
ordered  East  upon  recruiting  service,  and  danger  was,  for 
the  time,  being  removed.  When  the  ambulance,  with  Getty's 
trunk  strapped  on  behind,  with  Getty  in  "  cit "  clothes  inside, 
and  the  blue-bloused  teamster  cracking  his  blacksnake  over 
the  backs  of  four  government  mules,  rolled  out  of  the  post 
amid  the  scattering  of  chickens  and  laundress  children  from 
the  road,  and  half  obscured  by  puffs  of  alkali  dust,  Helen 
Keats  hurried  up  to  her  own  room  and  watched  from  the 
window  thereof  in  breathless  anxiety  until  the  last  wheel  had 
passed  the  reservation  line  and  Getty  was  undoubtedly  and 
beyond  recall  out  of  government  territory,  and  being  carried 
along  to  that  Mecca  of  all  dwellers  in  Western  garrisons, 
the  mysterious,  all-embracing  East.  Then  the  woman 
locked  herself  in,  threw  herself  on  the  bed,  and  sobbed  and 
cried  as  she  had  not  cried  since  the  day  of  her  marriage  ;  it 
was  partly  relief  and  partly — she  knew  not  what.  But  as 
she  lay  there,  the  only  words  she  murmured  were  "  two 
years,"  "  two  whole  years,"  and  no  one  may  guess  whether 
the  two  years  would  be  a  time  of  respite  or  a  time  of  en- 
durance, since  she  knew  not  even  herself. 

So  the  two  years  passed,  and  another,  and  yet  another 
year.  In  the  course  of  army  events,  it  had  happened  that 
these  bits  of  driftwood  on  life's  unresisting  main  had  not 
met  and  touched,  that  the  little  ripples  and  waves  had  tossed 
them  further  and  further  apart,  quite  out  of  sight.  Oxygen 
destroys  in  the  fullness  of  time,  I  have  heard,  the  stateliest 
and  most  solid  palaces,  and  what  oxygen  is  to  nature,  that  is 
separation  to  human  nature.  Slowly  but  unfailingly  were 
these  two  learning  to  forget ;  sometimes  it  seemed  even  an 
effort  to  remember,  and  each  one,  ashamed  of  his  own  in- 
constancy, would  dig  out  from  the  ash-heap  of  the  past  tat- 
ters and  splinters  to  remind  him  of  the  time  when  the  ash- 
heap  had  been  a  beautiful  structure. 

Say  the  French,  who  know  such  matters  well,  "  who  goes 
too  soon,  comes  back  too  late "  ;  but  quite  as  sure  "  who 
goes  too  late,  comes  back  too  soon."  Getty  had  not  gone 
until  the  mischief  was  wrought,  but  he  came  back  before  it 
was  mended.  The  sea  of  army  life  heaved  and  was 
troubled  ;  there  was  unrest  in  the  deep  wherein  many  things 
were  undergoing  sea  changes.  There  had  been  deaths, 
or  retirements,  or  something  of  the  sort,  and  the  general — 
who,  although  he  had  been  called  by  that  title  for  years, 
had  been  in  reality  only  a  colonel — the  general  came  at  last 
to  his  own,  and  was  entitled  to  all  sorts  of  luxuries,  and  com- 
forts, and  pomp,  and  circumstance ;  also  was  he  entitled  to 
an  aid-de-camp,  or  maybe  two,  or  three,  or  four,  howbeit  he  had 
at  least  one,  and  that  is  all  that  concerns  us,  for  he  was  Getty. 
Mrs.  Keats  had  protested  a  little,  as  much  as  she  had 
dared,  but  the  worthy  general  had  impressed  upon  her  that 
foremost  article  of  an  officer's  creed,  that  a  woman  should 
not  meddle  in  official  business.  So  the  great,  heaving 
swells  of  the  unquiet  sea  tossed  these  helpless  pieces  of 
wreckage  toward  each  other  again.  They  came  together 
and  did  not  part.  For  two  years  these  impotent  playthings 
of  destiny  struggled  to  live  up  to  their  principles.  The  four 
years  of  parting  had  been  swept  away,  lost,  and  forgotten  in 
the  one  moment  of  meeting.  Such  a  prosaic  meeting,  too. 
Kight  on  the  street,  in  the  midst  of  the  fine  dust,  'he   rattle 


and  scrape  of  wagon-wheels,  the  humming  of  electric-cars, 
the  slang  and  coarse  language  of  loungers,  the  jostling  of 
passers-by,  the  ear-splitting  squalling  of  newsboys.  They 
had  met,  and  smiled,  and  shaken  hands,  had  said  the  most 
inane  things,  and  had  each  looked  hard  at  the  other  and 
forgotten  all  separation  in  reunion,  all  the  past  in  the  pres- 
ent.    In  truth  it  was  "  too  soon." 

But  each  was  honest,  as  his  or  her  code  of  honesty 
taught  ;  he  was  an  officer,  therefore  a  gentleman  ;  she  was 
a  woman,  with  all  a  woman's  strongest  sense  of  duty.  Her 
position,  her  maintenance,  her  honor,  depended  on  her 
behavior  to  her  husband  ;  besides  she  was  fond  of  him 
in  a  way  —  grateful,  at  least.  But  the  general  and 
his  staff  lived  in  one  big  hotel,  close  by  the  sea ; 
the  lieutenant  and  the  general's  wife  were  bound  to  see 
each  other  a  good  deal,  even  had  they  been  mutually 
antipathetic  ;  how  much  more  so  then,  when  they  were  con- 
tent only  together  and  when  each  would  try  to  quiet  con- 
science with  the  fallacious  and  comforting  argument  that 
there  was  no  danger  if  each  were  only  a  little  circumspect. 
Conscience  may  struggle  and  fight  at  first,  as  does  a  patient 
to  whom  is  being  given  chloroform,  but  slowly  and  surely 
it  will  fall  asleep,  and  then  the  knife  of  evil  can  cut  away  unfelt. 
There  was  no  harm  in  the  constant  communication  of 
these  two  young  people  ;  and  yet  the  moonlight  strolls  on 
the  beach,  the  wanderings  through  the  dusty  streets  of  the 
Mexican  town  in  the  hot  twilight,  the  rows  on  the  velvety 
gray  water,  the  chats  on  the  piazza  or  in  cozy  corners  of  the 
long  parlors,  which  gave  them  such  unspeakable  pleasure — a 
pleasure  neither  would  quite  acknowledge  to  himself  or  her- 
self, and  far  less  so  to  the  other — gave  cause  for  much  com- 
ment, most  unfavorable  in  purport.  As  a  matter  of  course, 
those  most  concerned  were  the  last  to  know  of  it  all. 

They  knew  at  last,  however.  There  was  a  picnic,  one 
day,  from  the  hotel — the  general,  his  wife,  and  staff,  and  the 
staff's  wives  and  friends.  They  drove  to  the  mouth  of  the 
canon,  where  they  were  to  lunch,  in  a  tally-ho,  then  got  out 
— or  down,  as  the  case  might  be — and  wandered  up  along 
the  woody  path.  As  a  matter  of  course,  it  fell  to  Getty's 
lot  to  guide  the  trembling  footsteps  of  Helen  Keats  over 
brooks  and  rough  places.  The  general  followed  behind  at 
some  distance,  dragging  along  a  small  child,  the  son  and 
heir  of  a  certain  civilian  to  whom  the  general  had  taken  a 
fancy.  The  old  man  saw  nothing  peculiar  in  his  being  left 
alone  to  struggle  with  some  other  man's  child — his  infatua- 
tion was  great. 

After  a  while  he  bethought  himself  of  asking  his  wife  if 
she  had  given  her  jewelry  to  the  clerk  to  put  in  the  hotel 
safe.  Not  caring  to  hurry  ahead  and  catch  up  with  her,  he 
told  the  child  to  take  his  message. 

"  Neh,  neh,"  said  the  boy,  wisely  shaking  his  head. 
"  What  ? "  thundered  the  general,   unused    to  being  dis- 
obeyed. 

"  Nope,"  reiterated  the  boy  ;  "  mamma  told  me  I  was 
not  ever  to  go  near  those  two  when  they  were  together, 
'cause  they  might  be  sayin'  things  I  shouldn't  hear.  They're 
together  all  the  time,  I  think,  too."  Having  delivered 
which  opinion,  he  stumbled  over  a  stone,  and  instead  of  be- 
ing held  up  by  the  old  man,  the  trembling  hand  let  him  go, 
and  he  fell  prone  upon  the  gravel  and  the  rocks. 

It  was  a  merry  picnic,  despite  the  surliness  of  the  gen- 
eral ;  no  one  paid  much  attention  to  his  humors. 

When  they  reached  home  in  the  evening,  the  general  took 
his  wife  to  her  room  and  locked  the  door.  What  passed 
within  is  better  untold.  From  the  passage  one  could  hear 
low,  hoarse,  restrained  voices,  which  seemed  to  hiss  now 
and  then.  Then  the  old  man,  livid  and  trembling,  came 
out,  slammed  the  door,  strode  down  the  hall  and  out  along 
the  beach.  Helen  watched  him  from  her  window,  thinking 
of  the  time  she  had  looked  after  a  dust-encircled  ambulance 
with  equal  anxiety — perhaps  more.  When  he  was  quite  out 
of  sight,  she  glided  hurriedly  out  of  her  room,  down  the 
passage,  and  listened  at  a  door.  There  seemed  to  be  but 
one  person  behind  it.  She  pushed  it  open,  went  in,  and 
locked  it  after  her. 

"  Harry,"  she  said,  in  a  very  low  tone,  "  I'm  in  trouble. 
Francis  has  found  it  all  out — that  is,  1  told  him — my  part  of 
it,  not  yours.  I  said  it  was  I  who  cared  for  you — who — 
who  ran  after  you — that  it  was  none  of  your  doings.  No — 
be  quiet — listen,  I'm  in  a  great  hurry.  I  told  him  all  that, 
but  it's  not  so.  You  do  love  me,  I  know  that.  You  can 
prove  it  now.  I  have  got  to  go  away  ;  Francis  says  so  ;  he 
says  that — that  he  is  going  to  divorce  me — me — do  you  hear  ? 
Think  of  that  !  I  have  never  done  enough  to  deserve  it  ; 
I  have  struggled  and  tried  to  be  good,  and  it  doesn't  pay — it 
certainly  does  not.  I  am  not  going  to  any  longer.  Harry, 
I  am  ruined  anyhow  ;  it  couldn't  be  worse — not  possibly — 
and  it  could  be  better.  You  can  make  it  better.  I  am 
going  to  say  what  is  called  a  dreadful  thing.  I  am  going 
to  tell  you  that  if  you  love  me  as  I  do  you,  you  must  leave 
everything  behind  you,  this  very  night,  and  take  me  away, 
where  we  can  be  happy  without  all  this  sham.  Will  you  do 
it  ?  Don't — don't  dare  say  you  won't — good  God  !  don't 
you  dare  !    I  believe  from  your  face  you  are  going  to." 

There  was  silence  for  a  moment,  then  Getty  began  with 
hesitation.  He  told  the  half-crazy  woman  that  he  would  not, 
that  he  could  not,  that  he  was  an  officer  and  dared  not. 

"  You  weigh  your  miserable  commission  against  my  hap- 
piness, do  you  ?  "  she  gasped. 

He  told  her  that  it  was  not  his  commission,  not  because 
he  was  an  officer,  but  because  he  was  a  gentleman.  He 
could  not  betray  this  old  man — his  friend  ;  his  commission 
did  not  amount  to  anything  beside  his  honor  ;  in  losing  that 
he  would  throw  discredit  not  only  upon  himself,  but  upon 
his  regiment  and  upon  the  army. 

Helen  stood  looking  at  him  in  horror  and  an  inferior  sort 
of  scorn.  She  put  her  hand  on  the  key  and  turned  it  back, 
grasped  the  knob,  and  opened  the  door. 

"Good-bye,"  she   interrupted  his  explanation.     "I    must 
go  to-night,  and   all  alone,  and  you — you  must   stay  on — 
yes,  I  see  it,  because  you  are  an  officer  and  a  gentleman." 
Gwendolen  Overton. 
San  Francisco,  November,  1894. 


THE     OPERA    SEASON. 


Melba  as  Juliette — Jean  de  Reszkrf  as  Romeo— Tarn agno  as  Arnoldo 
and  Rhadames — Zelie  de  Lussan  as  Carmen — Sibyl  Sander- 
son as  Manon— Mme.  Drog's  Stage-Fright. 


The  first  week  of  the  opera  season  has  been  triumphant. 
People  keep  talking  about  hard  times,  but  the  subscrip- 
tion for  the  boxes  this  year  ran  up  the  first  day  to  fifty  thou- 
sand dollars  more. than  the  receipts  of  the  first  day  last  year. 
All  the  world  and  his  wife  seem  to  feel  that  they  should  show 
by  lavish  expenditure  that  the  commercial  cloud  is  lifting. 
The  people  have  gazed  enraptured  on  Mrs.  Astor  and 
Mrs.  J.  J.  Astor  ;  on  Perry  Belmont  and  his  sister  ;  on  Cor- 
nelius Vanderbilt  and  his  daughter  ;  on  J.  Pierpont  Morgan 
and  his  people  ;  on  W.  K.  Vanderbilt,  without  his  wife  ;  on 
Governor-elect  Morton  and  Mrs.  Morton  ;  on  Mrs.  Paran 
Stevens,  with  a  friend  ;  and  on  a  swarm  of  the  elect,  with 
such  notable  names  as  Roosevelt,  Whitney,  Winthrop, 
Elisha  Dyer,  Adrian  Iselin,  McK.  Twombley,  W.  D.  Sloane, 
Elbridge  Gerry,  George  G.  Haven,  Anson  Phelps  Stokes, 
Stuyvesant  Fish,  Henry  Clews,  Calvin  S.  Brice,  Robert 
Goelet,  Bayard  Cutting,  and  so  on  to  the  end  of  the 
alphabet.  It  was  worth  the  price  of  a  ticket  to  contem- 
plate so  many  representatives  of  American  aristocracy  in' 
the  flesh,  to  say  nothing  of  the  music. 

The  season  opened  with  "  Romeo  and  Juliette,"  which  was 
given  last  year  and  also  in  1891.  Jean  de  Reszke"  played 
Romeo  on  all  three  occasions,  and  the  verdict  was  that  his 
voice  is  unimpaired,  though  his  circumference  has  increased. 
His  brother  Edouard  was  Friar  Laurent.  In  1891,  the  part 
of  Juliette  was  taken  by  Emma  Eames  ;  it  has  now  passed 
to  the  gifted  Australian,  Mme.  Melba,  whose  story  adds  a 
charm  to  her  presence  and  intensifies  the  curiosity  with 
which  the  ladies  regard  her.  It  is  evident  that  vast  pains 
have  been  taken  with  the  orchestration.  The  conductor  was 
Signor  Mancinelli,  who  is  said  to  be  so  familiar  with  the 
score  that  he  could  conduct  it  from  memory.  His  artistic 
temperament  takes  naturally  to  the  glowing  melodies  and 
rich  color  of  the  work.     It  was  a  decided  success. 

On  Wednesday,  Tamagno  made  his  bow  as  Arnoldo  in 
"  William  Tell."  He  is  slightly  stouter,  and  wears  a 
full  beard ;  his  high  C  is  just  as  resonant  as  ever.  The 
part  of  Mathilde  was  taken  by  Miss  Lucille  Hill,  a  Jersey 
girl  from  Trenton,  who  has  been  singing  for  some  years  in 
England.  Signor  Ancona  played  William  Tell  and  Edouard 
de  Reszk£,  Gualtiers.  There  was  an  excellent  and  well- 
drilled  *horus  of  fifty  young  voices,  and  a  ballet  by  Signora 
Giuri,  a  young  lady  of  shapely  figure,  beautiful  limbs,  and 
exquisite  grace  of  movement.  Again  Abbey  and  Grau 
scored  a  success. 

On  Friday,  "Aida"  was  given  with  Tamagno  as  Rhada- 
mes. It  was  on  this  occasion  that  Mme.  Drog  had 
a  little  accident.  It  was  difficult  to  explain.  She  is  no 
novice.  She  has  sung  in  public  for  several  years.  But  she 
totally  lost  herself ;  she  could  remember  neither  words  nor 
notes,  and,  after  a  vain  attempt  to  prompt  her,  Tamagno 
led  her  off  the  stage.  In  the  last  act  she  reappeared,  and 
sang  well  enough,  but  people  felt  too  sorry  for  her  to 
criticise.  Three  new  singers — Signor  Bensande,  a  baritone  ■■< 
from  Portugal,  who  appeared  as  Amonasro  ;  Signor  Mariani, 
who  played  the  king  ;  and  Mme.  Mantonavi,  who  took  the 
part  of  Amneris — were  introduced  and  were  favorably  re-  r 
ceived  by  the  audience. 

On  Monday,  we  are  promised  "  Carmen,"  with  Zelie  de 
Lussan   as   the   fair  and    fickle   cigarette- maker.     Miss   de 
Lussan,  though  her  name  be   French,  is  an  American  gn\ 
It  is  a  bold  enterprise  for  any  singer  to  undertake  the  part 
while  Calves  triumphs  are  so  fresh  in  people's  memory,  bull 
the  fair  Zelie  has  a  sprightly  face,  with  the  devil  in  her  eye,  I 
and  a  great  shock  of  hair  floating  down   to  her  shoulders,! 
which  looks  as  if  it  might  electrify  an  audience.     Both  thel 
De  Reszkes  will  be  in  the  cast,  Jean,   of  course,  as   Donf 
Jose\  and  Melba  will  appear  as  Michaela.     It  will  doubtless 
be  a  red-letter  night,  and  the  chances  are  that  poor  Bizet's 
opera  will  be  given  as  it  has  never  been  given  before  at  any 
opera-house.     In  fact,  it  is  not  too  much  to  say  that  neither  m 
Paris   nor  London  has  ever  had   such  an  opera-troupe  as   #'\ 
New  York  now  enjoys.     To   a  patriotic  American,  it   is  a  _; 
source  of  gratification  to  know  that  five  of  the  prima  donnas  $K 
are  Americans.     These  are   Mile,  de   Lussan,  above  men- 
tioned ;  Sybil  Sanderson,  who  will  appear  in  "  Manon  "  and 
the  new   opera  of  "Phryne";  Mile.    Lucille   Hill,  who  has 
been  singing  at  Covent  Garden,  and  is  said  to  be  great  as 
Marguerite  and   who   would  have  sung   Michaela  if  Melba 
had  not  kindly  accepted  the  part  ;  Miss  Eames,  of  Boston, 
who    was    with    Abbey   and    Grau    last    year :    and    Mme. 
Nordica,  who  was  with  them  in    1S91,  and  has  just  covered 
herself  with  glory  at  Bayreuth. 

There  are  to  be  thirty-nine  nights  of  opera  and  thirteen 
matindes.  For  these  the  management  has  forty-one  operas 
in  their  repertoire,  all  of  which  have  been  cast,  and  the  sing- 
ers are  prepared  to  produce  any  one  of  the  forty-one  at  a 
moment's  notice.  Among  operas  which,  have  only  been 
given  at  rare  intervals  in  the  past  in  New  York  are  the 
"Huguenots,"  "  Le  Prophete,"  "  La  Gioconda,"  "Don  Gio 
vanni,"  "Hamlet,"  '•  Werther,"  and  "  Mefistofele."  Bui 
if  any  piece  makes  a  hit,  it  will  probably  be  repeated. 

Jean  de  Reszke1,  who  is  an  enthusiastic  Wagnerian,  an- 
nounces that,  if  matters  can  be  arranged,  he  will  product 
"Tristan  and  Isolde"  in  German  on  one  of  his  off  night!   ^ 
at  the  Metropolitan  Opera  House.     That  he  can  sing  Tristai    ^ 
divinely,  there   is  no  question  on  any  side  ;  but  there  an 
doubts  of  Nordica's  ability   to  put  into   Isolde  the  patho: 
which  the  part  requires,  and  she  is  the  only  member  of  thr 
troupe  who  could  undertake  it.      Possibly  her  stay  at  Bay 
reuth,  under  the  wing  of  Frau  Cosima  Wagner,  may  hav< 
educated   her  so  that  she  can  handle  it  ;    but  the  musica 
world   has  its  trepidations.     De  Reske   would   make  a  hi 
with   Tristan.     Indeed,   he   is   billed    to    open  the   Londoi 
season  with  the  piece,  which  he  proposes  to  sing  in  Germ; 
New  York,  November  24,  1S94.  Flaneur, 


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December  3,  1894. 


TH  E        ARC  ON  AUT. 


GILBERT'S    NEW    OPERA. 

fL    Something  of  the  Plot  and  Songs  of  "  His  Excellency  "—A  Practical 
Joker  and  his  Mischievous  Daughters  -A  Prank 
that  Proved  a  Boomerang. 

Since  their  latest  dissolution  of  partnership,  Gilbert  and 
Sullivan  have  both  picked  out  new  collaborators.  The  libret- 
tist is  first  in  the  field  with  a  new  opera  entitled  "  His  Ex- 
cellency," for  which  Dr.  Osmond  Carr  wrote  the  music. 
The  opera  was  produced  at  the  Lyric  Theatre  in  London,  a 
fortnight  ago,  and  has  scored  a  distinct  success,  though  the 
music  must  inevitably  be  compared  to  that  Sir  Arthur  Sulli- 
van has  written  for  the  same  librettist,  and  it  suffers  by  the 
comparison.  Dr.  Carr's  music  is  said  to  be  very  clever  and 
quite  melodious  in  some  parts  ;  but  it  is  not  Sullivan's. 

But  the  book  is  very  Gilbertian.  It  turns  upon  the  pro- 
pensity for  practical  joking,  to  which  Griffenfeld,  Governor 
of  Elsinore,  gives  way  once  too  often.  The  story  may  be 
told  as  follows  : 

The  curtain  rises  upon  the  quaint  market-place  of  Elsi- 
nore, with  a  splendid  statue  of  the  regent  for  its  central 
figure.  The  governor,  George  Griffenfeld,  is  possessed  by 
a  demon  of  practical  joking.  With  his  pretty  daughters, 
Nanna  and  Thora,  by  his  side  he  discourses  of  his  weakness  : 

All —  Oh,   what  a  fund  of  joy  jocund    lies  hid   in   harmless 

hoaxes  1 
What  keen  enjoyment  springs 
From  cheap  and  simple  things, 
What  deep  delight  from  sources  trite  inventive   humor 
coaxes, 
That  pain  and  trouble  brew 
For  every  one  but  you  ! 
Griffenfeld — Gunpowder   placed    inside    its   waist    improves   a   mild 
Havanah, 
Its  unexpected  flash 
Burns  eyebrows  and  mustache. 
Nanna —       When  people  dine  no  kin*  of  wine  beats  ipecacuanha, 
But  common  sense  suggests 
You  keep  it  for  your  guests — 
Tlwra —         Then  naught  annoys  the  organ-boys  like  throwing  red- 
hot  coppers, 
Nanna —  And  much  amusement  bides 

In  common  butter-slides  : 
Griffenfeld — And  stringy  snares   across  the  stairs  cause  unexpected 

croppers. 
Thora —  Coal-scuttles,  recollect, 

Produce  the  same  effect. 
Griffenfeld —  A  man  possessed 

Of  common  sense 
Need  not  invest 

At  great  expense — 
Nanna —  It  does  not  call 

For  pocket  deep, 
Thora —  These  jokes  are  all 

Extremely  cheap. 
All —  If   you    commence   with  eighteen-pence — it's  all  you'll 

have  to  pay  ; 
You  may  command   a  pleasant  and  a  most  instructive 
day. 
Griffenfeld — A    good    spring  -  gun    breeds    endless    fun,  and    makes 

men  jump  like  rockets. 
Thora—  And  turnip-heads  on  posts 

Make  very  decent  ghosts. 
Griffenfeld — Then  hornets  sting  like  anything,  when  placed  in  waist- 
coat pockets— 
Nanna —  Burnt  cork  and  walnut  juice 

Are  not  without  their  use. 
Griffenfeld — No   fun    compares   with    easy   chairs   whose   seats    are 

stuffed  with  needles — 
Whora —  Live  shrimps  their  patience  tax 

When  put  down  people's  backs — 
Griffenfeld — Surprising,    too,    what   one   can   do  with   a  pint  of  fat 

blackbeetles — 
Nanna —  And  treacle  on  a  chair 

Will  make  a  Quaker  swear  ! 
tyhora —  Then  sharp  tin-tacks 

And  pocket  squirts — 
Griffenfeld —  And  cobbler's  wax 

For  ladies'  skirts — 
Nanna —  And  slimy  slugs 

On  bedroom  floors — 
Griffenfeld —  And  water  jugs 

On  open  doors — 
All —  Prepared  with  these   cheap  properties,    amusing  tricks 

to  play 
Upon  a  friend,  a  man  may  spend  a  most  delightful  day  ! 
But  the  governor  does  not  confine  his  humor  to  puerilities. 
It  is  the  all-pervading  spirit  of  his  life.  He  has  brought  the 
army  to  the  verge  of  mutiny  by  making  the  soldiers  pirouette 
like  ballet-girls — a  vastly  amusing  effect  on  the  stage  this 
has.  The  girls  rush  on  to  announce  the  approach  of  the 
soldiers  : 

Here  are  the  warriors  all  ablaze 

Sabre  and  epaulettes,  ha  !  ha  1 
All  of  them  ordered  to  spend  their  days 

Practicing  minuets,  ha!  ha! 

Never  was  seen  such  tawdry  trickery, 

Soldiers,  tough  as  oak  or  hickory, 

Turned  to  votaries  of  Terpsichore, 

Mincing  marionettes,  ha !  ha  I 

The  soldiers  dance  in,  led  by  Harold,  who  sings  : 
Though  I'm  a  soldier,  all  pugnacity, 

Into  your  presence  I'm  made  to  come 
In  the  contemptible  capacity 

Of  a  confounded  teetotum  ! 

Although  the  Governor's  jokes  are  numerous, 

This  is  a  joke  we  fail  to  see — 
If  this  is  the  Governor's  fun  so  humorous, 

Bother  the  Governor's  fun,  say  we  I 

Oh,  you  may  laugh  at  our  dancing-schoolery — 

It's  all  very  well,  it  amuses  you  ; 
But  how  would  you  like  this  dashed  tomfoolery 

Every  day  from  ten  to  two  ? 

All  the  time  he  sings,  and  his  troop  dance  vigorously. 
They  can  not  leave  off  without  the  governor's  permission, 
which  is  unattainable,  as  his  excellency  has  lingered  behind 
■to  make  a  butter  slide  before  the  syndic's  front  door,  and  as 
he  gleefully  declares,  when  he  presently  enters,  the  syndic 
went  down  like  a  shot 

These  remarkable  hussars  dance  daily  from  ten  to  two,  and 
use  their  legs  in  the  ordinary  way  from  two  to  ten.  The 
soldiers  complain  that  their  girls  deride  them  from  ten  to 
two,  and  Corporal  Harold  observes  :  "  I  think  my  betrothed 
iwife  might  sympathize  with  the  absurdity  of  my  position. 
t  think  all  our  betrothed  wives  might  sympathize  with 
the  absurdity  of  all  our  positions."      Elsa  replies  :   "  We 


sympathize  with  you  as  hard  as  we  can,  after  two.  We  can't 
do  it  before  two,  because  we're  laughing  all  the  time." 
Harold  further  objects:  "Who  knows  what  may  happen 
from  ten  to  two  ?  You  might  get  engaged  to  somebody  else 
— to  the  sergeant-major,  for  instance."  Then  one  answers  : 
"  Well,  of  course,  we  don't  want  to  waste  our  mornings  ; 
but  even  if  I  were  engaged  to  him  from  ten  to  two,  I  should 
be  always  true  to  you  from  two  to  ten." 

Mr.  Gilbert  is  never  more  subtly  humorous  than  when 
dealing  with  the  "midsummer  madness"  of  love,  and  here 
we  have  a  lover  who  desires  that  all  the  world  shall  go  mad 
over  his  mistress,  and  that  he  shall  be  triumphant.  On  this 
theme  our  author  harps  delightfully,  with  the  following  as  a 
climax  : 

If  I  my  lady  vainly  woo. 
And,  her  without, 
I  pine  and  die, 
Mankind  at  large  must  perish,  too, 
Or  we  fall  out, 
Mankind  and  I. 
Who  lives  when  I  find  life  too  long 
Would  seem  to  say  that  I  ara  wrong. 
When  I  expire  all  men  must  die, 
Or  we  fall  out,  all  men  and  I. 

When  Nanna  and  Thora  encounter  their  respective  would- 
be  lovers,  Erling  and  Tortennsen,  whom  Griffenfeld  has 
duped  into  a  belief  of  impending  nobility,  the  girls,  being  in 
the  secret,  pretend  diffidence  before  high  social  rank,  and 
then  we  have  : 

Can't  you  see  they're  high  society  ? 
Don't  they  sneer  like  people  of  quality  ? 
If  we  seem  to  lack  propriety. 
Pray,  forgive  our  silly  frivolity  ! 
Treat  with  charity 
Our  vulgarity — 
"Twixt  us  there's  so  much  disparity. 
Very  superior  persons,  you  ! 
Gracious  goodness,  what  shall  we  do  ? 
This  theme  is  very  pleasantly  worked  out,  as  when,  Tor- 
tennsen having  remarked  that   he  and   Erling  are  not  yet 
noble,    Thora   retorts  :    "  Come,    that    makes    conversation 
easier." 

He  invests  Tortennsen  with  the  order  of  court  physician 
— quite  by  way  of  a  joke.  The  statue  is  a  humorous  com- 
mission, purporting  to  come  from  the  regent  to  Nanna's 
lover,  Erling.  The  statue,  by  the  way,  has  inspired  Chris- 
tina, a  strolling  singer,  with  a  consuming  passion.  She  sings  : 
I  see  with  a  silent  awe. 

In  this  faultless  form  allied 
The  exquisite  grace 
Of  a  royal  race, 
And  the  glory  of  knightly  pride  : 
No  blemish,  or  fault,  or  flaw, 
But  perfect  in  all  is  he, 
I've  learnt,  in  fine, 
What  a  good  divine 
A  chivalrous  knight  may  be. 
As  gentle  as  lover's  lay, 
Or  the  dawn  of  a  bright  May-day, 
Yet  cast  in  the  knightly  mold 
Of  the  glorious  days  of  old — 
My  eyes  are  opened  ;  at  last  I  see 
Wnat  he  who  would  win  my  heart  must  be. 
Why  look  at  the  men  we've  known — 
Their  mouths  will  open  and  close — 
They've  ears  likewise, 
And  a  couple  of  eyes, 
And  the  usual  nubbly  nose  ; 
Each  has  a  head  of  his  own. 

They  have  bodies,  and  legs,  and  feet — 
I'm  bound  to  admit 
That  in  every  whit 
The  catalogue's  quite   complete — 
But  where  is  the  god-like  grace 
That  lights  that  marvelous  face  ? 
Where  is  the  brow  serene  ? 
Where  is  the  lordly  mien  ? 
Ah,  dullards  and  dolts  are  all  I've  known, 
Compared  with  that  marvelous,  matchless  stone  ! 
One  of  the  governor's  jokes  having  gone  aglee,  he  finds 
himself  pre-matrimonially  complicated  with  an  elderly  lady, 
who,  being  "of  singularly  explosive  disposition,"  is  appro- 
priately named  Hecla.     Says  Hecla  to  the  governor  :  "  You 
shouldn't  upset  me,  George.     Within  this  fragile  body  two 
tremendous  powers  are  in  perpetual  antagonism — a  diaboli- 
cal temper  and  an  iron  will.     At  first  it  didn't  seem  to  be 
any  affair  of  mine,  and  I  determined  to  let  them  fight  it  out 
among  themselves  ;  but  this  internal  conflict  of  irresistible 
forces  is  very  wearing,  George,  and  I  begin  to  wish  they'd 
settle  it  one  way  or  the  other."     "  Oh  ! "  remarks  the  un- 
sympathetic  Griffenfeld,    "  what's  the  odds  ? "  and    to  him 
Hecla  :    "  About   seven  to  two    on   the   temper   just   now, 
George," 

The  second  act  takes  place  in  the  court-yard  of  the  castle. 
The  inhabitants  have  assembled  to  make  their  appeal,  and 
Christina  entertains  them  meanwhile  with  the  quaint  legend 
of  the  willful  bee  : 

A  hive  of  bees,  as  I've  heard  say, 

Said  to  their  Queen  one  sultry  day, 

"  Please,  your  Majesty's  high  position. 

The  hive  is  full  and  the  weather  is  warm. 
We  rather  think,  with  due  submission, 

The  time  has  come  when  we  ought  to  swarm." 
Buzz,  buzz,  buzz,  buzz. 

Up  spake  their  Queen,  and  thus  spake  she — 
"  This  is  a  matter  that  rests  with  me, 
Who  dares  opinions  thus  to  form  ? 
I'll  tell  you  when  it  is  time  to  swarm." 
Buzz,  buzz,  buzz,  buzz. 

Her  Majesty  wore  an  angry  frown, 
In  fact  her  Majesty's  foot  was  down — 
Her  Majesty  sulked — declined  to  sup> — 
In  short,  her  Majesty's  back  was  up. 

Buzz,  buzz,  buzz,  buzz. 
Her  foot  was  down  and  her  back  was  up  ! 

That  hive  contained  one  obstinate  bee 
(His  name  was  Peter),  and  thus  spake  he — 
"  Though  every  bee  has  shown  white  feather, 
To  bow  to  fashion  I  am  not  prone — 
Why  should  a  hive  swarm  all  together  ? 
Surely  a  bee  can  swarm  alone  ?  " 
Buzz,  buzz,  buzz,  buzz. 

Upside  down  and  inside  out. 
Backwards,,  forwards,  round  about, 
Twirling  here  and  twisting  there. 
Topsy-turvily,  everywhere — 
Buzz,  buzz,  buzz,  buzz. 


Pitiful  sight  it  was  to  see 
Respectable,  elderly,  high-class  bee, 
Who  kicked  the  beam  at  sixteen  stone. 
Trying  his  best  to  swarm  alone  ! 

Buzz,  buzz,  buzz,  buzz. 
Trying  his  best  to  swarm  alone  ! 
Such  is  the  state  of  things  when  the  regent  himself  appears 
on  the  scene.  He  has  heard  of  Griffenfeld's  vagaries,  and 
has  come  to  judge  of  them  for  himself.  But  he  elects  to  do 
so  in  the  guise  of  a  strolling  player.  He  is  not  loth  to  put 
off  kingly  state,  for  as  he  sings  : 

A  King,  though  he's  pestered  with  cares, 

Though,  no  doubt,  he  can  often  trepan  them  : 
But  one  comes  in  a  shape  he  can  never  escape — 
The  implacable  National  Anthem  ! 
Though  for  quiet  and  rest  he  may  yearn. 
It  pursues  him  at  every  turn — 
No  chance  of  forsaking 
Its  rococo  numbers  ; 
They  haunt  him  when  waking — 
They  poison  his  slumbers  ! 
Like  the  Banbury  Lady,  whom  every  one  knows, 
He's  cursed  with  its  music  wherever  he  goes ! 
Though  its  words  but  imperfectly  rhyme. 

And  the  devil  himself  couldn't  scan  them, 
With  composure  polite  he  endures  day  and  night 

That  illiterate  National  Anthem  ! 
It  serves  a  good  purpose,  I  own  ; 

Its  strains  are  devout  and  impressive — 
Its  heart- stirring  notes  raise  a  jump  in  our  throats 
As  we  burn  with  devotion  excessive  : 
But  the  King,  who's  been  bored  by  that  song 
From  his  cradle — each  day — all  day  long — 
Who's  heard  it  loud-shouted 

By  throats  operatic. 
And  loyally  spouted 

By  courtiers  emphatic — 
By  soldier— by  sailor— by  drum  and  by  fife- 
Small  blame  if  he  thinks  it  the  plague  of  his  life  ! 
While  his  subjects  sing  loudly  and  long. 

Their  King— who  would  willingly  ban  them— 
Sits,  worry  disguising,  anathematizing 
That  Bogie,  the  National  Anthem  ! 

One  of  the  first  people  he  encounters  is  Christina,  with 
:  whom  he  forms  a  romantic  attachment.  Then  he  meets  the 
|  governor,  who  is  struck  by  the  likeness  of  the  stroller  to 
:  the  sovereign.  A  happy  thought  strikes  the  inveterate 
;  joker.  He  will  make  the  player  king  for  a  day.  It  will  be 
j  so  humorous  to  undo  all  that  the  mock  monarch  does — so 
'■  original.  Griffenfeld's  great  trouble  is  the  antiquity  of  all 
i  the  good  jokes  : 

I  Quixotic  is  his  enterprise,  and  hopeless  his  adventure  is, 

Who  seeks  for  jocularities  that  haven't  yet  been  said. 

The  world  has  joked  incessantly  for  over  fifty  centuries, 

And  every  joke  that's  possible  has  long  ago  been  made. 
I  started  as  a  humorist  with  lots  of  mental  fizziness. 

But  humor  is  a  drug  which  it's  the  fashion  to  abuse  ; 
For  my  stock-in-trade,  my  fixtures,  and  the  good-will  of  the  business 
No  reasonable  offer  I  am  likely  to  refuse. 
And  if  anybody  choose 
He  may  circulate  the  news 
That  no  reasonable  offer  I  am  likely  to  refuse. 

Oh,  happy  was  that  humorist — the  first  that  made  a  pun  at  all — 
Who  when  a  joke  occurred  to  him,  however  poor  and  mean. 
Was  absolutely  certain  that  it  never  had  been  done  at  all — 

How  popular  at  dinners  must  that  humorist  have  been  !     * 
Oh,  the  days  when  some  step-father  for  the  query  held  a  handle  out. 

The  door-mat  for  the  scraper,  is  it  distant  very  far? 
And  when    no   one   knew  where  Moses  was  when   Aaron  put  the 
candle  out, 
And  no  one  had  discovered  that  a  door  could  be  a-jar  ! 
But  your  modem  hearers  are 
In  their  tastes  particular, 
And  they  sneer  if  you  inform  them  that  a  door  can  be  a-jar  I 

In  search  of  quip  and  quiddity,  I've  sat  all  day,  alone,  apart — 

And  all  I  could  hit  on  as  a  problem  was — to  find 
Analogy  between  a  scrag  of  mutton  and  a  Bony-part, 

Which  offers  slight  employment  to  the  speculative  mind  : 
For  you  can  not  call  it  very  good,  however  great  your  charity — 

It's  not  the  sort  of  humor  that  is  greeted  with  a  shout— 
And  I've  come  to  the  conclusion  that  the  mine  of  jocularity, 

In  present  Anno  Domini,  is  worked  completely  out! 
Though  the  notion  you  may  scout, 
I  can  prove  beyond  a  doubt 

That  the  mind  of  jocularity  is  utterly  worked  out ! 

The  regent,  while  apparently  becoming  accessory  to  the 
pranks  of  the  governor,  covers  that  sportive  official  with 
confusion  and  the  coat  of  a  private.  The  prince,  alias  Niels 
Egisson,  goes  through  the  drama  a  striking  figure — a 
Nemesis,  "  out  of  repair,"  but  sound  enough  for  retribution. 
It  may  be  that  he  punishes  the  governor  too  severely,  and 
that  this  reflection  rather  damps  the  mirth  of  the  finale,  as 
poor  Griffenfeld,  who,  his  daughters  say,  did  everything  "  in 
sheer  good  humor  " — and  they  ought  to  know — is  left  a  soli- 
tary sentry  in  the  castle  where  he  was  once  master. 


Concerning  the  recent  Johnson  sale,  the  Collector  has  this 
to  say:  "San  Francisco  would  appear  to  be  a  veritable 
morgue  for  people  who  have  collections  to  sell.  The  late 
William  H.  Fanning,  of  erratic  memory,  could  never  utter 
the  name  of  the  town  without  tears.  Many  an  Eastern 
bookseller  who  tempted  its  auction-rooms  mourned  his 
Waterloo  there.  Even  the  great  Quaritch  is  said  to  have 
'got  it  where  the  chicken  got  the  axe'  there  last  season,  and 
now  we  learn  that  at  the  sale  of  the  paintings,  jewels,  and  ob- 
jects of  art  collected  by  the  late  Mrs.  Kate  Johnson,  which 
included  pictures,  gems,  and  ivory  carvings,  a  necklace  of  the 
Empress  Eugenie,  consisting  of  seventeen  square-cut  dia- 
monds, brought  nine  hundred  and  fifty  dollars.  Somebody 
must  have  got  a  bargain  in  this  item.  A  very  clever  young 
painter,  a  native  of  San  Francisco,  was  the  late  Henry  Alex- 
ander. He  studied  art  in  Europe,  tried  to  locate  himself 
permanently  at  home,  and  finally  came  back  to  New  York, 
where  he  endured  some  privations.  A  friend  who  had  as- 
sisted him  until  his  own  purse  was  empty,  asked  him  why  he 
did  not  go  back  to  California,  where  he  belonged.  '  I'd 
rather  go  to  hell,'  he  replied.  And  a  few  weeks  later  he 
obliterated  himself  with  a  cocktail  of  whisky  and  carbolic 
acid  in  a  cheap  hotel  on  Broadway." 


The  scheme  of  having  railroad  ticket-agents  contest  for  a 
prize  to  be  given  for  the  best-written  advertisement  of  the 
Northern  Pacific  Railroad  is  a  good  one,  as  a  knowledge 
of  a  route's  advantages  is  necessary  to  write  its  praises 
properly. 


6 


THE         ARGONAUT. 


December  3,  1894. 


"AFTER  THE  TWILIGHT— DARKNESS." 


A  Study  in  Monotone. 


On  Board  Eastern  Express, 
Just  Out  From  San  Francisco,  August  27th. 

MY  Dear  Mabel:  This  is  a  queer  place  to  write  from — 
a  shaky,  jolty  railway  car,  but  I  determined  to-day  that  you 
should  be  neglected  no  longer.  It  is  really  the  first  time  I 
have  been  allowed  to  write  at  all  since  I  was  ill,  but  for 
several  days  they  would  ask  me,  each  morning,  if  I  had  any 
word  to  send  to  papa.  Poor  papa,  away  off  in  Russia,  hav- 
ing such  a  splendid  time — and  now  they  have  cabled  him  to 
come  home  !  I  can't  think  why  they  should  have  done  it, 
because  I  am  almost  well  again  and  it  isn't  too  late,  even 
yet,  to  stop  him  at  London. 

I  spoke  to  Uncle  John  about  it  this  morning,  and  he  only 
said  "  Never  mind,  my  dear,  he  will  be  ready  to  come  now, 
I  think  ;  besides,  I  need  him  here."  What  in  the  world  he 
can  need  him  for  is  more  than  I  can  see,  for  he  and  papa 
have  hardly  spoken  to  each  other  in  twenty  years. 

And,  Mabel,  just  fancy  Uncle  John — stiff  old  Uncle 
John — calling  me  "my  dear"!  Why,  I  think  the  world 
must  be  coming  to  an  end.  *  *  *  Oh !  that 
sound  of  the  sea  ;  how  I  loathe  it !  Night  and  day,  for 
nine  weeks,  it  has  been  in  my  ears,  and  now  I  am  flying 
from  it  up  into  the  mountains  as  fast  as  this  train  can  run. 

Uncle  John  said  I  was  not  strong  enough  to  take  the  trip 
alone,  and  insisted  on  accompanying  me,  and  I  never  saw 
any  one  more  attentive.  He  introduced  a  Dr.  Farnsworth, 
of  Philadelphia,  to  me  just  as  we  started  off,  and  it  seems 
that  he  is  to  be  our  traveling  companion.  But  uncle  has 
been  so  kind.  I  think  my  widow's  cap  has  appealed  to  him, 
for  during  all  my  sickness  he  visited  me  every  day  and 
brought  quantities  of  doctors  to  see  me. 

This  Dr.  Farnsworth  is  very  gentlemanly,  but  a  little  too 
observing  at  times,  I  think.  For  instance,  as  we  passed  a 
little  lake  this  morning,  and  stopped  close  to  the  beach,  the 
noise  of  the  ripples  upon  the  sand  brought  back  that  dread- 
ful sound  of  the  sea,  and  then  a  boat  glided  suddenly  by, 
which  put  me  into  almost  a  terror.  I  suppose  1  showed  it, 
for  uncle  instantly  crossed  to  my  seat  and  put  his  arm  around 
me,  as  if  to  reassure  me,  while  the  doctor  watched  me  with 
the  eye  of  a  hawk  and  then  wrote  something  in  a  little  note- 
book— a  professional  act,  no  doubt,  but  not  an  over-polite 
one. 

It  seems  as  though  they  could  not  do  enough  for  me,  and 
I  am  never  left  alone.  On  one  pretext  or  another,  uncle  or 
the  doctor  is  always  with  me  ;  and  once,  when  we  stopped 
for  luncheon  and  they  both  left  the  car,  the  Pullman  con- 
ductor came  and  seated  himself  opposite  me  for  a  chat 
which  lasted  until  the  others  returned.  He  was  not  in  the 
least  familiar,  even  refusing,  in  a  most  polite  way,  to  raise 
the  windows — which  I  had  been  unable  to  do,  because  of 
some  peculiar  fastening  upon  them — saying  the  dust  would 
"  make  it  unbearable."  I  wish  uncle  hadn't  taken  this  state- 
room for  me,  one  seems  so  much  freer  in  the  outer  car.  Janet, 
my  maid — uncle  engaged  her  during  my  illness — is  with  me, 
and  I  can  hardly  drive  her  out  of  my  sight. 

We  are  to  wait  at  a  pretty,  retired  little  village  near  the 
summit  of  the  mountains  until  papa  returns.  He  will  meet 
us  there  and  go  home  with  us. 


I  wish  you  could  see  the  traveling-dress  I  have  on.  It  is 
dark  brown,  and  with  such  queer  figures  on  it — like  little 
boats  about  two  inches  long,  with  a  raised  pattern  running 
in  bars  across  it.  At  first  I  hated  the  sight  of  the  little 
boats,  but  I  am  getting  used  to  them  now. 

Uncle  could  not  see  how  the  figures  resembled  boats,  but 
I  cut  one  out  of  my  sleeve  and  made  him  look  closely  at  it. 
He  put  his  hand  to  his  eyes  a  moment  as  he  took  it — to 
conceal  a  laugh,  I  suppose — and  then  I  remembered  that  I 
had  torn  off  a  part  of  the  skirt,  the  day  before,  to  show 
Janet,  and  this  probably  is  why  he  went  to  her  at  once. 
*  *  *  But  not  to  please  Janet,  nor  uncle  either, 
will  I  change  this  dress — brown  becomes  me  so.  *  *  * 
You  should  see  how  gracefully  the  boats  sail  up  and  down 
my  arms.  *  *  *  My  two  boys  were  in  a  little 
boat.  *  *  *  How  glassy  green  the  water 
looked  as  it  poured  over         -*=         *         * 

I  got  ahead  of  Janet  a  few  minutes  ago,  and  ran  out  on 
to  the  platform.  Oh,  it  was  so  cool !  One  of  my  shoes,  as 
I  flung  it  away,  nearly  struck  a  man  standing  by  a  crossing. 
Janet  laughed  and  gave  me  some  light  slippers  to  put  on. 
The  doctor  told  me  some  gay  stories.  He  is  very  amusing. 
Uncle  has  not  been  with  me  since  he  carried  me  in  from 
the  platform. 

Little  Virginie  Hofmann  brought  me  a  pink  conch-shell 
she  is  carrying  home — "  to  listen  to,"  she  said.  She  used  to 
be  with  me  so  much  at  the  beach,  and  I  like  her,  but  she 
must  not  torment  me  by  wanting  me  to  listen  to  that  awful 
sea-sound,  so  I  smashed  the  shell  against  the  steam-heating 
pipes,  and  Uncle  came  bounding  in.  No  one  said  anything, 
but  Virginie  cried,  so  I  gathered  the  pieces  into  my  lap,  and 
carried  them  in  my  dress  to  her  seat,  and  threw  them  upon 
the  car-floor.  Some  of  the  pieces  are  very  pretty,  and  she 
and  I  played  with  them  quite  a  while.  *  *  * 
It  frightens  me  to  watch  the  boats  run  around  on  my  dress  ! 
When  they  strike  that  raised  pattern,  they  tip  so  horribly 
that  I  can  hardly  keep  from  screaming  out — and  then  I 
push  them  back  where  they  can  sail  about  with  less  danger. 
*  *  *  Did  you  ever  see  a  boat  capsize  and  hear 
the  wild  cry  for  help,  or  watch  the  stiff  fingers  raking  the 
water  ? — and  then  those  dreadful  bubbles  above  the  sweet 
lips.  •  ♦  *  Some  of  the  boats  are  too  heavily 
loaded.     I  always  knew  it,  and  so  I  watch  them.      »      *      * 

August  31st. 
Our  destination  at  last  !     Such  a  time  as  we  had  on  leav 
ing  the  train.    Janet  insisted  on  my  wearing  my  gray  duster, 
but  it  was  so  silly  to  put  it  on  at  the  very  end  of  the  jour- 
ney.     I   tore  it  in  pieces.     She   slipped   a  sort  of  canvas 


jacket  on  me  that  was  tight  and  hurt  my  arms  whenever  I 
moved  them,  but  Uncle  got  me  into  a  carriage  at  once,  and 
we  were  soon  at  our  journey's  end. 

September  5th. 
I  have  a  funny  room  here  at  Dr.  Holden's — strange  how 
many  doctors  I  run  against  !  Uncle  has  rooms  across  the 
street.  Although  we  have  been  here  nearly  a  week,  he  has 
not  yet  been  to  see  me.  No  doubt  he  thinks  he  has  done 
his  duty  in  getting  me  safely  here,  and,  possibly,  has  gone 
back  to  San  Francisco.  Janet  brings  my  meals  to  me,  for 
they  all  say  I  am  not  strong  enough  to  go  down-stairs  yet.. 
I  have  never  seen  such  dishes — plates,  cups,  and  saucers, 
and  even  the  spoons,  of  paper  1  My  meat  is  cut  in  pieces 
for  me.     Not  a  sign  of  a  knife  and  fork,  not  even  a  glass, 

*  *  *  Twice,  Janet  has  tried  to  steal  my  brown 
dress,  but  she  shall  not  have  ir.  I  push  it  through  one  of 
the  windows  at  night  now,  and  hang  it  by  a  fine  string  to  a 
nail  in  the  sill.  It  makes  me  shriek  with  laughter  to  see 
her  hunting  for  it.  *  *  *  My  room  has  no 
door  except  the  one  that  leads  into  hers — a  queer  arrange- 
ment— and  mine  seems  so  bare.  The  bed  is  simply  three 
mattresses,  one  upon  the  other,  but  quite  comfortable.  Janet 
has  the  rest  of  the  furniture  in  her  room.  Whether  this 
lounge — upon  which  I  am  sitting  for  want  of  a  chair — is  im- 
mensely heavy  or  is  nailed  to  the  floor,  I  cannot  tell — but  I 
miss  my  table  more  than  anything. 

Yesterday,  you  see,  I  stood  up  on  it  a  minute  to  get  a  look 
out  of  these  absurdly  high,  narrow  windows — I  could  not 
possibly  squeeze  through  them.  On  the  north  side  is  a  hori- 
zontal slit  looking  into  a  narrow  hall  two  stories  high  and 
roofed  with  glass.  Well,  as  I  stood  there,  the  table  gave 
way  a  little  and  I  jumped  to  the  floor,  twisted  the  legs  off 
the  crazy  thing,  and  flung  them  into  the  hall.  I  laughed  till 
I  cried  to  hear  them  go  crashing  through  that  glass  roof. 

*  *  *  The  boats  keep  darting  around  my  shoul- 
ders !  How  they  rock,  and  how  the  faces  of  the  children  upon 
them  drip,  drip.  *  *  *  I  have  sat  here  all 
day   long,  keeping   them   away   from    that   raised    pattern. 

*  *  *  It  is  wicked  to  load  them  so — and  no  life- 
belts.        *         *         * 

I  shall  soon  have  all  these  boats  torn  off  my  dress.  I 
pick  and  pick  around  each  one  until  it  falls  out,  then  put 
them  on  the  floor  and  get  down  on  my  hands  and  knees  to 
blow  them  along. 

I  blow  very  gently,  that  they  may  not  be  driven  far  from 
shore  ;  then  the  children  can  sail  right  to  the  pier  without 
being  carried  out  to  drip  and  dry  upon  the  sand.       *       *       * 

Papa  came  yesterday.     I  have  forgotten  what  day  it  is. 

*  *  *  I  was  blowing  the  boats  about  when  he 
came,  and  was  so  afraid  one  would  pitch  over  that  I  did  not 
get  up  to  speak  to  him,  but  crawled  along  the  floor  to  where 
he  was  standing,  holding  the  boat  level  as  I  went,  and  rested 
it  against  his  shoe.  He  did  not  speak  nor  move,  but  kept 
staring  at  me  as  if  he  saw  a  ghost.  My  dress  was  so  torn 
and  ragged  !         *         *         * 

"  See  papa,"  1  said, 

"  '  My  boat,  my  bonny  boat  ! 

My  boat,  you  shall  find  none  fairer  afloat 
In  river  or  port.' " 


They  have  cut  my  hair  quite  close  to  my  head.       *      *      * 
If  they  try  to  tie  my  hands  again  to-night,  I  shall  scream, 
and  scream,  and  scream.         *         *         *         And  the  boats 
sail  on.        *        *        *  Charles  J.  French. 

San  Francisco,  November,  1894. 


THE    DAY    OF    THE    DEAD. 

Our  Correspondent  writes  of  the  Annual   Pilgrimage  to  the  Graves 

of  Paris — Where  the   Illustrious  Dead  are  Laid — 

Fashions  in  Funeral  Affairs. 


Paris,  it  is  said,  thinks  once  a  year  of  those  whom  she  has 
lost.  The  truth  is,  she  thinks  very  much  oftener  of  them, 
for  their  touching  devotion  to  the  memory  of  the  dead  is  one 
of  the  finest  sides  of  the  French  character. 

The  day  after  All  Saints'  is  "  the  day  of  the  dead  " — the 
"  Jour  des  Morts."  Then  Parisians  visit  the  great  ceme- 
teries—  Pere-Lachaise,  Montmartre,  Montparnasse,  Passy, 
Vaugirard,  Saint-Ouen. 

It  is  a  curious  sight  to  see  the  crowds  sweeping  like  a 
torrent  along  the  Boulevards  of  Belleville  and  Menilmontant 
between  the  two  rows  of  booths  piled  up  with  emblems  of 
grief  and  piety.  About  half  the  number  are  simple  sight- 
seers— badauds  who  are  attracted  by  any  crowd  and  who 
can  readily  be  recognized  by  their  indifferent  and  gaping  air 
and  empty  hands.  The  others,  in  mourning-habits,  carry  in 
their  hands  wreaths  of  everlasting  flowers,  sprigs  of  box- 
wood and  yew,  bouquets,  medallions  under  glass,  with  a 
weeping-willow  and  some  artless  inscription,  "a  ma  mere," 
"  a  notre  pere,"  etc. 

The  cemeteries  themselves  present  an  unaccustomed  spec- 
tacle. The  entrances  are  guarded  by  mounted  Gardes  de 
Paris  in  full  uniform  ;  policemen  are  stationed  to  regulate 
the  circulation  in  the  interior,  and  around  the  cemetery 
hawkers  of  all  sorts  spread  out  their  wares  in  tempting 
array — immortelles  for  the  dead,  cakes  and  petit  bleu — 
cheap  wine — for  the  living.  The  exterior  boulevards  are  too 
small  for  the  crowd  of  mourners,  and  the  inns  and  the  wine- 
shops are  too  small  for  the  custom.  Side  by  side  with  the 
sellers  of  souvenirs  Merttels,  you  find  the  rametot,  who  offers 
his  collection  of  three  hundred  jokes  for  one  cent,  the  open- 
air  lotteries,  with  their  grating  and  rattling  wheels,  and  an 
asthmatic  hurdy-gurdy  playing  the  eternal  "  Boulanger 
March."  This  is  the  first  act  of  the  tragi-comedy.  The 
second  act  takes  place  in  the  cemetery.  Each  proceeds  to 
the  tomb  that  interests  him  or  her.  The  old  wreaths  are 
removed,  and  a  glass-covered  medallion  of  the  most  im- 
proved design  is  hung  up  in  their  stead. 

And  now  let  us  go  and  see  the  famous  graves.     That  im- 


mense city  of  the  dead,  Pere-Lachaise,  has,  like  Paris  itself, 
its  popular  quarters  and  its  wealthy  quarters,  its  Faubourg 
Saint-Antoine  and  its  Faubourg  Saint-Germain,  its  narrow 
alleys  and  its  boulevards.  On  the  one  hand  are  poverty  and 
neglect,  on  the  other  the  pomp  and  parade  of  luxury.  Com- 
pare the  splendors  of  the  Jewish  portion  with  the  sodden, 
blank,  and  moldy  desolation  of  the  "  Fosse  Commune"! 
In  the  side  alleys  see  some  graves  literally  covered  with 
flowers,  and  others  leprous  with  moss  and  lichens,  and 
half-concealed  by  rank  weeds. 

The  great  crowd  is  always  thick  around  the  splendid  mau- 
soleums of  the  grand  central  avenue  that  goes  up  to  the 
chapel.  The  ample  and  cold  sarcophagus  of  Victor  Cousin 
and  the  modest  monument  of  Alfred  de  Musset,  over  which 
weeps  the  willow  that  he  begged  for  in  his  immortal  verse, 
always  attract  special  attention,  as  do  also  the  tombs  of 
Balzac,  and  HeloTse,  and  Abelard. 

In  the  middle  of  the  cemetery  an  immense  stone  cross 
raises  its  mighty  arms,  loaded  with  wreaths.  This  cross  is 
surrounded  by  a  circular  grass  plot  covered  with  objects  of 
piety  of  all  kinds.  This  is  the  spot  where  you  really  feel 
that  the  cult  of  the  dead  is  a  serious  and  heartfelt  thing. 
The  kneeling  crowd  is  of  those  who  could  give  their  dead 
no  permanent  resting-place — nothing  but  the  pauper's  grave. 
The  "Fosse  Commune"  is  left  undisturbed  only  five  years  ;. 
the  memory  of  it  is  eternal. 

Montmartre  is  the  artistic  and  literary  cemetery.  There 
are  buried  Henry  Miirger,  Goslan,  Paul  Delaroche,  Halevy, 
Stendhal,  Alfred  and  Tony  Johannot,  Delphine  de  Girardin, 
Nourrit,  Theophile  Gautier,  Henri  Heine,  Jacques  Offen- 
bach, and  how  many  others  !  There,  too,  is  buried  Marie 
Duplessis,  the  "Dame  aux  Camelias"  of  Dumas's  famous 
novel.  Her  grave  is  the  Mecca  of  lovers,  while  that  of 
Cavaignac  gathers  the  richest  harvest  of  patriotic  tributes. 

At  Montparnasse,  the  tomb  of  the  four  sergeants  of  La 
Rochelle  is  the  great  place  of  popular  pilgrimage.  Thou- 
sands of  names  are  inscribed  on  the  column  over  the  tomb, 
and  around  the  mound  are  placed  innumerable  wreaths  and 
commemorative  emblems. 

In  front  of  the  mound  of  the  tomb  of  the  four  sergeants 
a  stunted  cypress  marks  the  place  of  another  grave.  It  is 
that  of  Tolleron,  Plaignier,  and  Carbonneau,  who  died  on 
the  scaffold  for  the  sake  of  liberty  in  1816.  Hereabouts, 
too,  were  buried  the  regicides  Fieschi,  Pepin,  Morey,  and 
Aliband. 

The  burial-ground  of  Picpus,  situated  in  an  inclosure  be- 
hind the  Convent  of  Les  Dames  Blanches,  is,  to  use  Parisian 
parlance,  the  Faubourg  Saint-Germain  of  cemeteries.  The 
grande  noblesse  alone  is  buried  here.  "  One  has,  at  least, 
the  consolation  here  of  decaying  amid  one's  own  society," 
said  the  Comtesse  de  Mirepoix,  in  speaking  of  it ;  and,  in- 
deed, if  you  examine  the  tombstones,  it  seems  as  though 
you  were  turning  over  an  album  of  armorial  bearings. 

In  the  days  of  the  Reign  of  Terror,  Prince  Salm- 
Kyrburg,  having  fallen  a  victim  on  this  spot  to  the  guillotine 
and  his  remains  having  been  buried  near  the  scaffold,  his 
mother,  Mme.  de  Bordeaux,  purchased  the  ground,  inclosed 
it  with  a  wall,  and  devoted  it  to  the  burial  of  her  friends  in  the 
nobility.  Lafayette's  tomb  is  also  here,  whereon,  yesterday, 
many  wreaths  and  flowers  were  placed  by  the  members  of 
the  illustrious  De  Noailles  family,  his  descendants,  and  by 
members  of  the  American  colony. 

The  tombs  of  the  De  Rohans,  with  their  proud  armorial 
motto,  "  Roy  ne  puis,  prince  ne  daigne,  Rohan  suis,"  en- 
graved thereon,  are  also  here,  and  with  them  those  of  the 
De  Carignans,  Talleyrand- Perrigords,  De  Palignacs,  of  the 
Montmorency,  the  La  Rochefoucauld- Bisaccias,  and  many 
other  names  equally  illustrious. 

The  processions  of  Parisians  to  the  cemeteries  first  bej^ 
to  come  into  vogue  under  Louis  the  Eighteenth  ;  they  di 
not  become  popular  or  fashionable — for,  after  all,  it  is 
matter  of  fashion — until  about  1S30.  Since  then,  from 
year  to  year,  the  manifestation  has  become  more  and  more 
imposing.  This  pious  care  of  the  dead  has  undoubtedly 
contributed  largely  to  the  construction  of  the  solid  and 
often  sumptuous  monuments  which  adorn  the  Parisian 
cemeteries,  where  families,  in  order  to  preserve  the  re- 
mains of  their  friends,  acquire  a  perpetual  concession  of 
land  in  the  cemeteries. 

The  final  act  of  the  "  Jour  des  Morts  "  takes  place  outside 
the  cemeteries,  in  the  fairs,  in  the  cabarets,  at  the  play.  The; 
j  crowd  is  out  for  the  day  and  so  it  dines  at  a  restaurant,  and, 
j  after  dinner,  it  will  go  to  applaud  "  La  Grande  Sarah"  at  the 
Renaissance  or  Yvette  Guilbert  at  the  Alcazar.  Ask  the 
theatrical  managers,  and  they  will  tell  you  that,  next  to  tin 
of  January  2d  and  of  Mardi  Gras,  the  largest  receipts 
the  year  are  those  of  "Toussaint"  and  the  "Jour 
Morts."  DORSEY. 

PARIS,  November  2,  1894. 


For  many  years  the  Argonaut  has  received  through 
mail,  during  the  week  preceding  Thanksgiving,  a  registei 
letter  containing  a  fifty-dollar  bill.  It  is  always  inclosed 
a  note  requesting  that  we  place  it  "  in  the  hands  of  thl 
proper  custodian  for  the  Fruit  and  Flower  Mission,  to  aid 
them  in  their  task  of  giving  to  the  deserving  poor  a  good! 
time  on  Thanksgiving  Day."  This  note  is  always  signec 
"  M.  R. — M.  F."  We  have  never  known  who  the  donors 
are,  nor,  for  that  matter,  have  "we  ever  attempted  to  find  out 
We  have  been  content  with  forwarding  the  money  to  th< 
secretary  of  the  Fruit  and  Flower  Mission,  and  otherwise 
helping  along  that  deserving  institution  by  every  means  u* 
our  power.  Last  week  we  made  our  usual  announcement  01 
the  needs  of  the  Fruit  and  Flower  Mission.  It  was  briefei 
than  is  our  rule,  but  as  that  was  owing  to  unusual  pressure  01 
our  columns,  we  trust  the  young  ladies  will  pardon  us.  WV 
hope  that  the  prosperous  people  of  our  city  sent  to  tbi 
Flower  Mission  on  Wednesday  and  Thursday  wagon-load: 
of  turkeys,  chickens,  game,  rib-roasts  of  beef,  cranberries 
mince-pies,  and  plum-puddings.  And  we  hope  that  Un 
young  ladies  accomplished  their  task  of  distribution  sue 
cessfully,  and  that  many  a  poor  family  had,  through  thei 
1  efforts,  a  good  dinner  on  Thanksgiving  Day. 


December  3,  1894. 


THE        ARGONAUT. 


LITERARY    NOTES. 


Fiction,  New  and  Old. 
"  Baron  Kinatas  :  A   Tale  of  the  Anti-Christ," 
by  Isaac  Strange  Dement,  has  been  published  by 
M.  T.  Need,  Chicago  ;  price,  50  cents. 

"  The  Castle  of  the  Carpathians,"  by  Jules  Verne, 
a  tale  of  pseudo-scientific  necromancy  and  highly 
exciting  adventure,  has  been  published  by  the 
Merriam  Company,  New  York  ;  price,  $1.50. 

"  Iota"  {otherwise  Mrs.  Mannington  Caffyn)  has 
made  a  decided  advance  over  "  A  Yellow  Aster  " 
in  her  new  story,  "  Children  of  Circumstance."  It 
portrays  the  warfare  between  natural  tendencies 
and  the  influence  of  actual  surroundings,  and  con- 
stitutes a  story  of  real  power,  especially  in  such 
scenes  as  that  where  a  young  wife  seeks  out  a  girl 
with  whom  her  husband  is  in  love,  and  he  comes 
upon  them  in  the  midst  of  their  mutual  enlighten- 
ment. Published  by  D.  Appleton  &  Co.,  New 
York  ;  price,  $1.00. 

In  "The  Vagabonds,"  Margaret  L.  Woods  has 
chosen  much  the  same  field  as  that  of  George 
Moore's  "A  Mummer's  Wife,"  but,  though  she  is 
outspoken  and  realistic,  she  does  not  delve  in  dirt. 
Her  three  principal  personages  are  an  elderly 
clown,  kind-hearted  and  taking  pride  in  his  calling  ; 
a  young  acrobat,  handsome  and  capable,  who  has 
not  adopted  his  profession  for  love  of  it  ;  and  the 
clown's  wife,  whom  both  love,  and  who  respects 
but  does  not  love  her  husband  and  despises  their 
wandering  life.  From  the  situation  here  presented 
a  strong  story  is  evolved,  and  it  derives  an  added 
interest  from  the  vivid  picturing  of  circus  life  in 
which  the  tale  is  set.  Published  by  Macmillan  & 
Co.,  New  York  ;  price,  $1.50. 

"The  Burial  of  the  Guns"  contains  six  short 
stories  of  old  .Virginia  life  by  Thomas  Nelson 
Page.  That  which  gives  its  title  to  the  book  is  a 
very  moving  tale  of  a  little  Confederate  battery, 
which  is  left  in  an  impregnable  position  in  the  Vir- 
ginia mountains,  and  holds  out  for  two  days  after 
Lee's  surrender  at  Appomattox,  their  unavailing 
gallantry  and  their  touching  disposition  of  the 
guns  after  they  have  disbanded — not  surrendered — 
being  particularly  pathetic.  "My  Cousin  Fanny" 
is  a  subtle  and  tender  analysis  of  a  woman's  char- 
acter. The  other  stories  are  "  The  Gray  Jacket  of 
'  No.  4,' "  "Miss  Dangerlie's  Roses,"  "How  the 
Captain  Made  Christmas,"  and  "  Little  Darley." 
Published  by  Charles  Scribner's  Sons,  New  York  ; 
price,  $1.25. 

There  is  a  growing  opinion  that  Marion  Craw- 
ford is  writing  entirely  too  much,  and  it  will  not  be 
laid  by  a  reading  of  his  Bar  Harbor  story,  "  Love 
in  Idleness."  Mr.  Crawford  has  taken  for  his 
heroine  a  Miss  Treherne,  who  has  a  cottage  at  Bar 
Harbor  and  is  chaperoned  by  her  maiden  aunts, 
while  her  parents  are  at  Carlsbad.  At  her  sugges- 
tion, Louis  Lawrence,  who  is  in  love  with  her,  is 
invited  to  visit  them  ;  but,  when  it  is  shown  that  he 
can  not  sail  a  cat-boat  and  knows  precious  little 
about  horses,  she,  being  an  athletic  young  woman, 
treats  him  shamefully,  considering  that  he  is  her 
guest,  and  transfers  her  favor  to  a  young  Canadian, 
who  is  a  cad  and  an  impostor,  but  whose  faults  are 
more  than  made  up  in  her  eyes  by  his  skill  in 
athletic  sports.  Mr.  Crawford's  American  girl  does 
not,  in  various  ways,  seem  as  much  like  the  real 
article.  Published  by  Macmillan  &  Co.,  New  York  ; 
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"  Is  not  marriage  without  love  as  spiritually 
illegal  as  love  without  marriage  is  civilly  illegal  ? 
And  if  it  is,  what  is  your  duty?"  This  is  the 
question  that  Mrs.  Margaret  Deland  has  attacked 
— but  not  threshed  out  to  the  end — in  "  Philip  and 
his  Wife."  Philip  is  a  Bostonian,  a  man  of 
severely  high  ideals  and  a  stern  sense  of  duty  ; 
his  wife  is  a  beautiful,  passionate  woman,  made 
utterly  selfish  by  the  pampered  luxury  in  which  she 
has  always  lived.  After  several  years  of  married 
life,  he  asks  himself  the  question  quoted  above,  while 
she  frankly  hates  him.  They  are  held  together,  how- 
ever, by  consideration  for  their  child's  future,  and 
the  problem  of  divorce  is  pretty  thoroughly  can- 
vassed before  the  story  ends.  There  are  other 
persons  in  it  and  other  interests  ;  indeed,  it  is  not 
easy  to  decide  whether  the  most  salient  feature  of 
"  Philip  and  his  Wife"  is  its  discussion  of  the  in- 
dissolubility of  the  marriage  tie  or  its  masterly 
portrayal  of  several  kinds  of  selfishness.  Pub- 
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The  Holiday  Magazines. 

The  table  of  contents  of  the  December  St.  Nich- 
olas is  as  follows  : 

"  Santa  Claus's  Pathway,"  by  Julia  \V.  Miner ;  "  Presi- 
dent for  One  Hour,"  by  Fred  P.  Fox  ;  "  How  the  Dominie 
Went  to  Sea,"  by  Virginia  Woodward  Cloud;  "A  Boy 
of  the  First  Empire"— Chapters  III.,  IV.,  by  Elbridge  S. 
Brooks  ;  "Jack  Eallister's  Fortunes"— Chapters  XXVI., 
XXVII.,  .XXVIII.,  by  Howard  Pyle;  "Chris  and  the 
Wonderful  Lamp  " — Chapters  I.,  II.,  by  Albert  Steams  ; 
"The  Martyrdom  of  a  Poet,"  by  Marion  Hill;  "Fight- 
ing a  Fire,"  by  C.  T.  Hill;  "The  Little  Gourd  that 
Grumbled."  by  Margaret  Eytinge  ;  and  verses  by  Harriet 
F.  Blodgett,  Frank  Dempster  Sherman,  Anna  Robeson 
Brown,  Florence  May  Alt,  and  Garrett  Newkirk. 

The  Christmas  number  of  Harpers  Magazine 
contains  the  following  : 

"The  Simpletons,"  first  chapters  of  a  new  novel,  by 
Thomas  Hardy  ;  "The  Show  Places  of  Paris,"  by  Rich- 


ard Harding  Davis  ;  "An  Arabian  Day  and  Night,"  by 
Poultney  Bigelow  ;  "  The  Time  of  the  Lotus"  (in  Japan), 
by  Alfred  Parsons  ;  "  Evolution  of  the  Country  Club," 
by  Caspar  W.  Whitney;  "Taming  of  the  Shrew,"  nine 
illustrations  of  Shakespeare's  comedy  by  Edwin  A.  Ab- 
bey, comments  by  Andrew  Lang;  "Stops  of  Various 
Quills,"  eleven  poems,  by  W.  D.  Howells  ;  "Love  and 
Death,"  a  dramatic  poem,  by  Laurence  Alma  Tadema  ; 
"A  Dramatic  Evening,"  a  farce,  by  John  Kendrick 
Bangs  ;  Short  Stories :  "  Richard  and  Robin,"  by  Robert 
Grant;  "The  Mother  Song,"  by  Julian  Ralph;  "The 
Peddler's  Peril,"  by  L.  B.  Miller  ;  "  The  Colonel's  Christ- 
mas,"  by  Harriet  Prescott  Spofford  ;  "  Paola  in  Italy," 
by  Gertrude  Hall ;  and  "  The  Dividing  Fence,"  by  Ruth 
McEnery  Stuart  ;  a  Christmas  poem  by  Alice  Archer 
Sewall ;  a  poem  by  Annie  Fields  ;  a  full-page  drawing  by 
George  du  Maurier  ;  "  The  Editor's  Study,"  by  Charles 
Dudley  Warner;  and  "The  Editor's  Drawer." 

The  Christmas  Century  contains  the  following 
articles  : 

"The  First  Word,"  by  George  Parsons  Lathrop ; 
"Mary:  Mother  and  Prophetess,"  by  Julia  Schayer  ; 
"The  Holy  Family,"  a  Christmas  picture,  by  Leon 
Guipon  ;  "  Life  of  Napoleon  Bonaparte  " — 1„  by  William 
M.  Sloane  ;  "  A  Christmas  Guest,"  a  monologue,  by  Ruth 
McEnery  Stuart  ;  "  How  to  the  Singer  Comes  the  Song?  " 
byR.  W.  Gilder;  "Francesco  Crispi."  by  W.  J.  Still 
man  ;  "Anthony  Van  Dyck,"  with  engravings  by  the  au- 
thor, by  Timothy  Cole  ;  "  The  Adoration  of  the  Shep- 
herds," a  Christmas  picture,  by  P.  A.  J.  Dagnan- 
Bouveret ;  "Casa  Braccio  " — II,,  by  F.  Marlon  Craw- 
ford; "What  has  Science  to  do  with  Religion?"  by 
Augustus  Jay  DuBois  ;  "A  Neighbor's  Landmark,"  a 
story  with  a  Christmas  ending,  by  Sarah  Orne  Jewett ; 
"  The  Christ  Child,"  a  Christmas  picture,  by  Ella  Condie 
Lamb ;  "  Old  Maryland  Homes  and  Ways,"  by  John 
Williamson  Palmer;  "Chrysalis."  by  William  Cleaver 
Wilkinson;  "An  Errant  Wooing"— I.,  by  Mrs.  Burton 
Harrison  ;  "  One  Woman's  Way,"  by  George  A.  Hib- 
bard;  "Mary  Meets  a  Shepherd-Boy,"  a  Christmas  pict- 
ure, by  J.  Scheurenberg  ;  "Azelie,"  by  Kate  Chopin; 
"  The  Appearance  to  the  Shepherds."  a  Christmas  pict- 
ure, by  F.  von  Uhde ;  "  A  Walking  Delegate,"  by  Rud- 
yard  Kipling;  "The  Floating  Bethel,"  by  Lucy  S.  Fur- 
man;  "The  American  Woman  in  Politics,"  by  Eleonora 
Kinnicutt ;  and  the  usual  departments. 


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greeting  ;  in  May,  a  Dutch  maiden  sets  ouloignons 
afleurs  ;  in  July,  the  belfry  of  Bruges  is  shown  ; 
in  September,  the  Half  Moon  is  seen  to  leave  Am- 
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for  whom?"      In  his   task  the   author  has  found 
many  powerful  allies,  and  has  distilled  the  essence 
of   documents    that   have   been   accumulating    for 
years.    The  result  is  a  narrative  of  the  facts  as  they 
appear  from  these  various  evidences. 
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THE        ARGONAUT. 


December  3,  1894- 


LITERARY    NOTES. 


Personal  and  Miscellaneous  Gossip. 

The  date  of  publication  of  the  second  volume  of 
the  Funk  &  Wagnalls  Standard  Dictionary  was 
fixed  at  November  28th,  and  the  filling  of  orders 
for  it  and  for  the  single-volume  edition  also  began 
at  that  time.  The  publishers  announce  that  by 
actual  count  this  dictionary,  exclusive  of  the  ap- 
pendix, contains  301,865  vocabulary  words  and 
phrases,  the  appendix  having  47,468  proper  names, 
foreign  phrases,  etc.,  thus  making  a  grand  total  of 
349-333- 

There  is  no  work  of  its  kind  that  can  take  the 
place  of  "  Robert's  Rules  of  Order,"  published 
by  S.  C.  Griggs  &  Co.  It  is  the  standard  authority 
in  the  conduct  of  public  meetings. 

Rudyard  Kipling's  American  story,  "A  Walking 
Delegate,"  appears  in  the  Christmas  Century.  All 
the  characters  in  the  story  are  horses,  and  they  are 
made  to  exhibit  local  peculiarities.  The  leading 
actors  are  the  Deacon,  a  stanch  New  Englander  ; 
Muldoon,  of  the  New  York  belt  line  ;  and  Tweezy, 
a  broken  -  down  Kentucky  thorough  -  bred.  Al- 
though the  story  is  full  of  local  coloring,  the  open- 
ing picture  of  Mr.  Kipling's  Vermont  pasture  is 
very  brief. 

The  new  story  by  Mr.  Crockett,  "The  Lilac 
Sunbonnet,"  is  now  one  of  the  best-selling  books 
on  the  Appleton  list  ;  but  it  is  "  The  Manxman  " 
that  leads.  By  "Trilby"  alone  is  "The  Manx- 
man "  surpassed. 

The  novel  which  Mr.  S.  R.  Crockett  is  preparing 
for  1896  has  been  secured  at  an  astonishing  price 
by  the  Harpers. 

"Henry  of  Navarre  and  the  Religious  Wars," 
by  Edward  T.  Blair,  which  the  Lippincotts  an- 
nounce, is  to  have  fifty-five  cuts  in  the  text  in  addi- 
tion to  four  full-page  photogravures  by  Boussod, 
Valadon  et  Cie. 

The  biographical  and  historical  notes  accom- 
panying the  new  complete  edition  of  Browning, 
published  by  Macmillan  &  Co.,  cover  forty-nine 
pages  of  small  type,  and  may  almost  be  said  to  do 
away  with  the  necessity  of  Browning  societies,  as 
they  are  very  full  and  exhaustive.  The  work  of 
compiling  them  was  done  by  Mr.  Robert  Barrett 
Browning,  the  poet's  son. 

Mrs.  Burton  Harrison's  new  novel,  "  An  Errant 
Wooing,"  which  is  begun  in  the  December  Century, 
is  a  story  of  travel  and  love  among  new  scenes  in 
Northern  Africa  and  Southern  Spain. 

D.  Appleton  &  Co.'s  latest  announcements  in- 
clude : 

Nordau's  "Degeneracy";  "The  Land  of  the  Sun," 
by  Christian  Reid ;  "  General  Hancock,"  by  General 
Francis  A.  Walker ;  "  The  Education  of  the  Greek 
People,  and  its  Influence  on  Civilization,"  by  Thomas 
Davidson  ;  "  The  Evolution  of  the  Massachusetts  Public- 
School  System,"  by  George  D.  Martin;  and  "The 
Criminology  Series,"  edited  by  Douglas  Morrison,  be- 
ginning with  Lombroso's  "Criminal  Woman." 

Among  the  artists  who  will  contribute  one  hun- 
dred and  nine  illustrations  to  the  Christmas  number 
of  Harper's  Magazine  are  E.  A.  Abbey,  Clifford 
Carleton,  A.  B.  Frost,  Charles  Dana  Gibson, 
Charles  Graham,  W.  Hatherell,  W.  H.  Hyde, 
George  du  Maurier,  Alfred  Parsons,  Howard  Pyle, 
Frederic  Remington,  W.  T.  Smedley,  A.  E. 
Sterner,  and  T.  de  Thulstrup. 

The  Camden  Library,  published  by  Macmillan 
&  Co.,  has  been  enriched  by  a  portly  octavo,  en- 
titled "Early  London  Theatres  (In  the  Fields)," 
which  is  the  first  of  two  books  relating  to  the 
Shakespeare  play  -  houses  and  those  preceding 
them,  undertaken  by  T.  Fairman  Ordish,  F.  S.  A., 
at  the  request  of  the  late  Mr.  Halliwell  Phillipps. 
The  present  volume  hardly  takes  the  reader  to  the 
time  of  Shakespeare,  and  its  interest  is  largely 
antiquarian. 

Dr.  Conan  Doyle  proposes  to  write  an  article  on 
American  women — an  article  which  is  to  bear  the 
beautifully  British  title,  "  How  Your  Women  Im- 
pressed Me."  It  is  stated  that  the  author  will  get 
out  of  the  country  before  he  writes  it. 

Professor  Maspero's  work  on  "The  Dawn  of 
Civilization,"  which  the  Messrs.  Appleton  are  soon 
to  publish,  has  been  edited  by  Professor  Sayre 
from  the  translation  by  M.  L.  McClure.  It  will 
have  a  map  and  over  four  hundred  and  twenty 
illustrations.     The  work  aims  to  bring  together  in 


a  lucid  and  interesting  way  all  that  has  been 
learned  from  the  monuments  concerning  Egypt 
and  Chaldea. 

The  announcement  that  the  Harpers  will  print, 
during  1895,  the  "  Personal  Recollections  of  Joan 
of  Arc,"  written  by  "the  most  popular  of  living 
American  magazine  writers,"  has  set  curious  per- 
sons wondering  who  this  author  is. 

Mrs.  Eleonora  Kinnicutt,  of  New  York  city,  who 
led  the  movement  which  brought  about  the  present 
law  relative  to  street-cleaning,  has  written  an  article 
for  the  December  Century  on  "The  American 
Woman  in  Politics."  Mrs.  Kinnicutt  is  not  a  "  suf- 
fragist," but  she  has  been  active  in  local  matters 
looking  toward  municipal  reform.  In  her  paper 
she  takes  the  ground  that  woman's  highest  mission 
in  politics  is  through  her  influence,  unaccompanied 
by  the  ballot. 

"  Demosthenes,"  a  study  of  political  eloquence 
in  Greece  by  Professor  L.  Bredif,  of  the  University 
of  France,  has  been  translated  into  English  by  Mr. 
McMahon,  and  is  published  in  this  country  by  S. 
C.  Griggs  &  Co. 

The  presence  in  this  country  of  the  Very  Rev. 
Dr.  S.  Reynolds  Hole,  Dean  of  Rochester,  one  of 
the  brightest  and  wittiest  of  contemporary  English 
divines,  is  giving  a  lively  impetus  to  the  sale  of  the 
dean's  reminiscences,  embraced  in  the  volumes 
"  Memories  of  Dean  Hole"  and  "  More  Memories 
of  Dean  Hole,"  published  by  Macmillan  &  Co. 

J.  M.  Barrie  has  been  obliged  to  give  up  his  plan 
of  spending  the  winter  in  "  Thrums,"  and  is  on  his 
way  to  Italy.  It  is  feared  that  the  novelist's  health 
is  irretrievably  broken. 

Henry  Stacy  Marks's  two  volumes  of  "  Pen  and 
Pencil  Sketches,"  to  which  much  American  atten- 
tion has  been  drawn  by  the  fact  that  in  them  fig- 
ures the  young  artist  who  was  the  original  of 
Little  Billee  in  "  Trilby,"  is  published  on  this  side 
by  the  Lippincotts. 

Dr.  William  Mathews's  "  Oratory  and  Orators," 
which  is  published  by  S.  C.  Griggs  &  Co.,  is  now 
in  its  eleventh  edition.  It  is  an  invaluable  book  to 
the  orator,  lawyer,  preacher,  and  student. 

Mr.  Henry  B.  Fuller,  who  jumped  into  fame 
with  one  book,  "  The  Chevalier  of  Pensieri  Vani," 
almost  jumped  out  of  it  with  another,  and  then 
jumped  back  again  with  "The  Cliff  Dwellers," 
has  just  returned  from  abroad,  and  is  in  New  York 
taking  notes  for  a  new  story.  Mr.  Fuller's  specialty 
is  music.  He  looks  upon  writing  as  a  side  issue 
entirely.  He  cares  little  about  writing  novels  ; 
what  he  wants  to  write  is  an  opera. 

A  single-volume  edition  of  Chaucer,  complete,  is 
promised  by  Messrs.  Macmillan  &  Co.  It  will  be 
supplied  with  an  introduction  and  glossary  made 
especially  for  it  by  Professor  Skeat. 

Mrae.  de  StaeTs  "  Corinne  ;  or  Italy,"  with  an  in- 
troduction by  George  Saintsbury  and  illustrated  by 
H.  S.  Greig,  is  among  the  handsome  holiday  books 
announced  by  the  J.  B.  Lippincott  Company. 

Mr.  W.J.  Linton,  whose  recollections  of  "  three- 
score years  and  ten  "  are  just  published,  is  the  hus- 
band of  that  Mrs.  E.  Linn  Linton  who  writes  so 
sharply  of  her  sex.  Mrs.  Linton  lives  in  London, 
and  writes  of  the  present  for  the  St.  James's  Budget. 
Mr.  Linton  lives  in  New  Haven,  Conn.,  and  writes 
of  the  past. 

Messrs.  Macmillan  &  Co.  announce  an  inexpen- 
sive series  of  "  Economic  Classics,"  to  be  edited 
by  Professor  W.  J.  Ashley.  It  will  include  transla- 
tions and  reprints,  in  whole  or  in  part,  of  old  and 
famous  books. 

Ibsen  has  finished  his  new  work— a  three-act 
drama  which  he  has  mentioned  as  having  few  per- 
sons but  much  "  deviltry  "  in  it.  It  is  to  be  brought 
out  in  Norwegian  and  German  just  before  Christ- 
mas. 

The  J.  B.  Lippincott  Company  are  the  American 
publishers  of  the  new  six-volume  edition  of  the 
works  of  Laurence  Sterne,  which  George  Saints- 
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which  you  may  still  see  in  almost  every  print-shop  and 
photograph  window  that  you  may  pass.  About  half  a 
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it  is  recorded  that,  upon  one  occasion  at  the  opera,  the 
entire  house  arose  simultaneously  to  take  a  good  look  at 
her  as  she  was  leaving.  That  might  not  seem  very  con- 
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9 


LITERARY    NOTES. 


New  Publications. 

"Abraham  Lincoln,  the  First  American,"  by 
David  D.  Thompson,  is  a  life  of  the  great  Presi- 
dent, compiled  from  many  sources  and  intended 
for  young  readers.  The  author  gives  a  fairly  ex- 
tended bibliography  —  which  does  not  include 
Nicolay  and  Hay's  "Life,"  however — for  those 
who  desire  more  particular  information.  Pub- 
lished by  Cranston  &  Curts,  Cincinnati  ;  price,  90 
cents. 

' '  Madeleine's  Rescue,"  a  story  for  boys  and  girls, 
by  Jeanne  Schultz,  who  wrote  "La  Neuvaine  de 
Colette,"  has  for  its  heroine  a  little  French  girl, 
who  is  frightened  into  a  fit  by  four  little  boys  who 
live  across  the  hedge  and  are,  for  the  moment,  ar- 
rayed as  wild  Indians.  From  this  incident  begins  a 
friendship  which  Miss  Schultz  narrates  very  amus- 
ingly. Published  by  D.  Appleton  &  Co.,  New 
York  ;  price,  $1.00. 

"  The  Boss  :  An  Essay  upon  the  Art  of  Govern- 
ing American  Cities,"  by  Henry  Champernowne, 
is  a  paraphrase  of  Machiavelli's  "  II  Principe," 
cleverly  following  the  course  of  the  Italian  states- 
man's work  and  applying  its  lessons  to  the  con- 
ditions of  American  municipal  politics  as  it  exists 
to-day.  Published  by  George  H.  Richmond  & 
Co.,  New  York  ;  price,  $1.25. 

"  Imaginotions  "  is  the  catchy  title  Tudor  Jenks 
has  chosen  for  his  book  of  fairy-tales.  They  are 
nineteen  in  number  and  include  several  which  have 
already-  delighted  the  readers  of  various  young 
folk's  periodicals.  As  such  tales  should  be,  they 
are  furnished  with  a  wealth  of  pretty  and  grotesque 
illustrations  by  Reginald  Birch,  Dan  Beard,  Ben- 
sell,  Drake,  and  Oliver  Herford,  which  are  almost 
capable  of  telling  the  stories  themselves.  Pub- 
lished by  the  Century  Company,  New  York  ;  price, 
$1.50- 

"From  Edinburgh  to  the  Antarctic,"  by  W.  G. 
Burn  Murdoch,  is  a  popular  account  of  the  Dundee 
Antarctic  Expedition  of  1892-93,  illustrated  by  the 
aut'or  and  furnished  with  a  chapter  by  W.  S. 
Bruce,  naturalist  of  the  bark  Bal&na.  The  scien- 
tific results  of  the  expedition  have  been  treated  else- 
where. Mr.  Murdoch  gives  a  fairly  good  picture  of 
the  Antarctic  explorer's  daily  life,  though  he  de- 
votes far  more  space  to  the  journey  out  than  to  his 
experiences  in  the  Frozen  South.  Published  by 
Longmans,  Green  &  Co.,  New  York ;  price, 
$5.00. 

Most  timely  at  this  height  of  the  foot-ball  season 
is  the  publication  of  a  new  edition  of  "  A  Scientific 
and  Practical  Treatise  on  American  Football,"  by 
A.  Alonzo  Stagg  and  Henry  L.  Williams.  It  has 
been  brought  thoroughly  up  to  date  by  its  authors, 
who  are  undisputed  authorities  in  the  field  of  col- 
lege athletics,  and  its  careful  explanation  of  the 
game  and  scientific  directions  for  the  guidance  of 
each  player  and  for  team  work  make  it  a  book  to 
be  read  by  all  interested  in  the  great  college  game. 
Published  by  D.  Appleton  &  Co.,  New  York  ;  price, 
$1.25- 

A  new  two-volume  edition  of  "Holland,"  by 
Edmondo  de  Amicis,  translated  from  the  thirteenth 
revised  Italian  edition  by  Helen  Zimmern,  is 
notable  chiefly  for  its  photogravure  illustrations. 
The  book  has  been  carefully  printed  from  new 
electrotype  plates,  giving  a  text  so  clear  that  it 
lends  an  added  pleasure  to  the  reading  of  De 
Amicis's  delightful  prose,  and  the  illustrations — 
forty-five  in  number,  and  made  from  photographs 
taken  especially  for  this  edition  of  "  Holland"  by 
Dr.  Charles  L.  Mitchell,  of  Philadelphia— are 
chosen  with  a  fine  artistic  perception  of  values, 
and  admirably  present  the  scenes  described  in  the 
text.  Published  by  Porter  &  Coates,  Philadelphia  ; 
price,  $5.00. 

Clifton  Johnson,  whose  "  Country  School  in  New 
England  "  was  issued  a  year  ago,  has  made  a  sim- 
ilar book,  on  "The  Farmer's  Boy,"  for  the  present 
holiday  season.  One  would  imagine  he  had  been 
an  amateur  photographer  who  had  taken  a  number 
of  excellent  photographs  of  a  certain  line  of  sub- 
jects and  had  then  written  enough  descriptive  text 
to  make  a  book  of  them.  He  divides  his  topics 
into  the  four  phases  of  country  life  determined  by 
the  seasons,  and  adds  a  supplemental  chapter  on 
country  children  in  general.  The  illustrations  are 
adm  rably  selected,  running  the  gamut  of  a  New 
England  boy's  joys  and  sorrows,  and  are  well  taken 
and  printed,  and  the  text  is  well  suited  to  its  pur- 
pose. Published  by  D.  Appleton  &  Co.,  New 
York  ;  price,  $2.50. 

"The  Golden  Fairy  Book"  is  the  title  of  a  book 
containing  fairy  tales  from  the  folk-lore  and  litera- 
ture of  many  nations.  Among  French  authors 
George  Sand  is  represented  by  "  Fairy  Dust,"  Alex- 
andre Dumas  by  "  The  Enchanted  Whistle,"  Vol- 
taire by  "  The  Hermit,"  Laboulaye  by  "  The  Little 
Gray  Man"  and  "  Zerbin  the  Woodcutter,"  Daniel 
Dare  by  "The  Blue  Cat,"  Xavier  Marmier  by 
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represents  the  Portuguese  school  ;  Jokai's  "  Barek 
Hageb  and  his  Wives,"  the  Hungarian  ;  Lermon- 
tov's  "  Ashik-Kereb,"  the  Russian  ;  and  there  are 
others  from  the  Servian,  the  Italian,  and  even  one 


from  South  Africa.  The  book  is  a  handsome  one 
and  contains  one  hundred  and  ten  illustrations  by 
H.  R.  Millar.  Published  by  D.  Appleton  &  Co., 
New  York  ;  price,  $2.00. 

"  Piccino  and  Other  Child  Stories"  is  the  latest 
product  of  Mrs.  Frances  Hodgson  Burnett's  pen. 
It  comprises  three  entertaining  little  tales,  told  as 
only  Mrs.  Burnett  can  tell  them,  their  titles  being 
"Two  Days  in  the  Life  of  Piccino,"  "The  Cap- 
tain's Youngest,"  and  "How  Betty's  Kitten  Tells 
her  Story,"  and  these  are  supplemented  with  "  How 
Fauntleroy  Occurred,"  an  account  of  the  conception 
and  writing  of  her  famous  tale  of  child-life,  "  Little 
Lord  Fauntleroy."  The  illustrations  are  by  Birch 
and  have  as  great  a  charm  in  their  way  as  has  Mrs. 
Burnett's  narration.  Published  by  Charles  Scrib- 
ner's  Sons,  New  York  ;  price,  $1.50. 

The  present  series  of  cauteries,  which  Mrs.  James 
T.  Fields  has  been  contributing  to  one  of  the 
magazines,  has  been  republished  in  book-form,  with 
the  title  "A  Shelf  of  Old  Books."  The  three 
papers  it  contains  are  "Leigh  Hunt,"  "Edin- 
burgh," and  "  From  Milton  to  Thackeray,"  each  of 
which  is  filled  with  personal  reminiscences  and  im- 
pressions of  noted  English  persons  and  places,  and 
with  anecdotes  of  literary  lights  of  earlier  years. 
The  illustrations  include  portraits  of  Leigh  Hunt, 
Keats,  Barry  Cornwall,  Joseph  Severn,  Shelley, 
Scott,  Dr.  John  Brown,  of  Edinburgh,  Marjorie 
Fleming,  John  Wilson  ("  Christopher  North "), 
De  Quincey,  Burns,  Milton,  Dr.  Johnson,  Thack- 
eray, and  others,  and  many  bits  of  manuscripts  by 
many  famous  hands  are  reproduced  in  facsimile. 
The  book  is  a  handsome  one,  printed  in  large  type, 
and  with  wide  margins  on  heavy  paper.  Published 
by  Charles  Scribner's  Sons,  New  York  ;  price, 
$2.50. 

' '  The  World's  Congress  of  Representative 
Women"  is  a  historical  risumi  of  the  women's 
congresses  held  in  Chicago  during  the  Columbian 
Exposition,  edited  by  May  Wright  Sewall,  who  was 
chairman  of  the  committee  of  organization  of  the 
World's  Congress  Auxiliary.  The  introductory 
chapter  contains  the  opening  address,  the  address 
of  welcome  of  Mrs.  Potter  Palmer,  and  greetings 
and  responses  by  various  members  of  the  congress  ; 
the  second  describes  the  organization  of  the  body 
for  work  ;  and  the  others  follow  the  discussions  of 
"  Education,"  "  Literature  and  the  Dramatic  Art," 
"Science  and  Religion,"  "  Charity,  Philanthropy, 
and  Religion,"  "  Moral  and  Social  Reform,"  "  The 
Civil  and  Political  Status  of  Women,"  "  Civil  Law 
and  Government,"  "  Industries  and  Occupations," 
"The  Solidarity  of  Human  Interests,"  "  Educa- 
tion and  Literature,"  "Religion,"  "Industrial,  So- 
cial, and  Moral  Reform,"  and  "  Orders,  Civil  and 
Political  Reform."  The  two  volumes  are  indexed 
and  contain  many  portraits.  Published  by  Rand, 
McNally  &  Co.,  Chicago  ;  sold  only  by  subscrip- 
tion. 

The  two  latest  issues  of  the  Bibelot  Series  are 
"  Felise  :  A  Book  of  Lyrics,"  chosen  from  the 
works  of  Algernon  Charles  Swinburne,  and  "  The 
Rubaiyat  of  Omar  Khayyam."  In  the  first  are 
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STAGE    GOSSIP. 


Herrmann,  the  magician,  comes  to  the  California 
Theatre  in  January. 

Sadie  Martinot,  as  the  fascinating  widow  in  the 
comedy  "  Passport,"  is  coming  to  California  for  the 
holidays. 

Conried's  company  will  produce  "  Maria  Stuart " 
in  their  Sunday  night  repertoire  at  the  Baldwin 
when  they  come  to  San  Francisco. 

The  original  New  York  company  now  playing 
"The  Girl  I  Left  Behind  Me"  in  the  East  is 
booked  for  the  California  Theatre. 

Hortense  Schneider,  the  creator  of  Offenbach's 
"Grande  Ducbesse,"  is  still  living  and  has  just 
obtained  a  divorce  from  her  husband,  Emile  Pierre 
Marie  Bionne,  of  Bionne,  Italy. 

Lottie  Collins  produces  two  new  specialties  when 
she  comes  to  the  California  Theatre  with  the 
Howard  Specialty  Company.  One,  "The  Devil 
Bird,"  is  said  to  be  a  great  sensation. 

"  Aladdin,  Jr.,"  the  latest  success  of  the  Amer- 
ican Extravaganza  Company,  will  be  seen  at  the 
Baldwin  following  Salvini.  It  is  said  to  abound  in 
beautiful  scenery,  catchy  music,  and  rich  and 
elaborate  costumes. 

Rejane  is  making  arrangements  for  an  American 
tour  which  is  to  commence  in  February.  She  will 
be  seen  in  Sardou's  "  Madame  Sans-G6ne,"  and  is 
to  bring  the  entire  company  and  production  com- 
plete from  the  Vaudeville  in  Paris. 

We  are  glad  to  see  that  the  Auditorium  manage- 
ment has  adopted  our  suggestion  for  the  improve- 
ment of  its  printed  symphony  programmes.  They 
are  now  segregated  from  the  programmes  for  other 
evenings,  and  are  printed  in  as  few  pages  as  pos- 
sible. 

A  new  play,  entitled  "The  Student  of  Sala- 
manca," will  be  presented  during  the  last  week  of 
the  Salvini  engagement  at  the  Baldwin.  It  was 
intended  to  reserve  it  for  the  New  York  run,  but 
San  Franciscans  will  see  the  first  production  of  the 
play  in  this  country. 

The  first  time  a  play  has  been  given  in  French  in 
Berlin  since  the  war  was  a  few  evenings  ago,  when 
M.  Antoine's  company  from  the  Theatre  Libre  in 
Paris  played  Brieux's  "  Blanchette  "  and  De  Ban- 
ville's  "  Le  Baiser"  at  the  Residenz  Theatre.  The 
company  was  heartily  applauded. 

The  water  in  a  fountain  that  played  over  Annie 
Strathmore,  while  she  was  posing  in  a  "  living  pict- 
ure "  in  Boston  the  other  night,  suddenly  changed 
from  lukewarm  to  hot,  and  Annie  at  once  intro- 
duced unexpected  life  into  the  picture  by  wriggling 
and  lustily  yelling.     She  was  not  seriously  scalded. 

At  Rouen  lately,  a  tenore  robusto  was  engaged  by 
the  theatre  management  of  whom  the  public  dis- 
approved. On  his  venturing  to  sing  his  part  in 
"  La  Favorita,"  the  audience,  after  vainly  trying  to 
hoot  him  down,  arose,  turned  its  back  to  the  stage, 
and,  with  hats  on,  sang  popular  songs.  After  this 
scene  had  lasted  for  an  hour  and  a  half,  the  mayor 
quieted  the  audience  by  issuing  an  order  forbidding 
the  unlucky  tenor  from  again  entering  the  theatre. 

For  the  second  week  of  the  Salvini  engagement, 
which  opens  at  the  Baldwin  on  Monday  night,  the 
repertoire  is  as  follows :  Monday,  Thursday,  and 
Saturday  evenings,  "  Zamar,"  the  new  romantic 
drama  by  Paul  Kester  ;  Tuesday  night  and  Satur- 
day matintfe,  a  double  bill  consisting  of  "Friend 
Fritz"  and  "Rustic  Chivalry";  and  on  Wednes- 
day and  Friday  nights,  "  Don  Caesar  de  Bazan." 
"Zamar,"  which  is  a  novelty  here,  is  a  romantic 
drama  laid  in  the  early  history  of  Spain,  and  is 
founded  on  gypsy  life  and  character. 

"The  Mascot"  will  be  withdrawn  at  the  Tivoli 
after  to-morrow  (Sunday)  night,  and  on  Monday 
that  perennial  favorite,  "  The  Mikado,"  will  be  re- 
vived for  one  week.  The  cast  of  characters  will  be 
as  follows  : 

The  Mikado,  George  Olmi ;  Nanki-Poo.  Phil  Branson  ; 
Ko-Ko,  Ferris  Hartman  ;  Pooh-Bah,  John  J.  Raffael ; 
Pish-Tush,  George  CoomU  ;  Yum-Yum,  Belle  Thome ; 
Pitti-Sing,  Gracic  Planted ;  Pcep-Boo,  Alice  NciUon  ; 
Katuha,  Alice  Gaillard. 

It  will  be  noticed  that  Belle  Thorne  and  Alice 
Gaillard  make  their  reappearances  in  "  The 
Mikado." 

Thomas  Keene  will  open  his  engagment  at  the 

Ciliiornia,    Theatre    next   Monday    evening    with 

Richard  III*"    The  remainder  of  his  repertoire 


for  the  first  week  will  be  as  follows  :  Tuesday  and 
Saturday  nights,  "  Louis  XI."  ;  Wednesday  night, 
"Othello";  Thursday  night,  "Hamlet";  Friday 
night,  "Richelieu";  Saturday  matinee,  "The 
Merchant  of  Venice "  ;  and  Sunday  evening, 
"  Richard  III."  Among  those  in  the  company  are 
Edwin  Arden,  Frank  Hennig,  Carl  Ahrendt, 
Thomas  Eagleson,  C.  M.  Vance,  John  Milton, 
Lawrence  Lowell,  Lillian  Lawrence,  the  Misses 
Beaman  and  Downs,  and  Mrs.  S.  A.  Baker. 

Ada  Rehan  has  been  made  the  heroine  of  a  novel 
by  a  Brooklyn  young  woman  with  an  itch  for 
writing  and  a  cult  for  Daly's  star.  The  story  is 
called  "  Thy  Name  is  Woman,"  and  the  heroine, 
Aileen  Crohan,  afterwards  Kathleen  Rohan,  a 
famous  actress  at  Daniel's  Theatre.  Here  is  one 
of  the  author's  glimpses  of  her  heroine  from  across 
the  footlights  : 

"  Commandirtgly  tall  she  was,  with  a  perfect  figure.  A 
form  that  was  rounded  and  handsomely  developed,  grace- 
ful and  willowy,  yet  having  a  tendency  to  power  rather 
than  sylph-like  proportions,  indicating  with  every  motion 
beauty  blended  with  streDgth.  A  face  matchless  iu  its 
nobility  and  grandeur,  the  bare  white  throat  and  bosom 
resembling  marble  in  their  statuesque  curves,  yet  lacking 
the  coldness  of  that  pure  stone.  The  beautiful  eyes,  in 
whose  slumbrous  depths  lay  a  world  of  expression,  were 
of  a  rare  deep  blue,  emphasized  in  their  magnificence  by 
drooping  white  lids  and  dark  silken  lashes." 

Golden  Gate  Hall  was  filled  with  a  cultivated 
audience  last  Monday  evening,  on  the  occasion  of  the 
testimonial  to  Miss  Emma  Frances  Dawson.  The 
programme  was  a  long  and  varied  one,  and  Senator 
Perkins  acted  as  master  of  ceremonies  and  intro- 
duced each  speaker  or  musician.  The  programme 
was  as  follows  : 

Miss  Ina  D.  Coolbrith  read  an  original  poem,  "  The 
Vision  of  Sir  Francis  Drake."  Charles  Edward  Markham 
read  a  selection  from  bis  poem,  "  The  Lyric  of  the  Morn- 
ing." J.  M.  Robinson  gave  a  vocal  solo  and  responded  to 
an  encore,  and  Mrs.  Nellie  Holbrook  Blinn,  at  the  special 
request  of  the  author.  Miss  Dawson,  recited  "  Old  Glory." 
Then  Professor  Melville  B.  Anderson,  of  Stanford  Uni- 
versity, was  introduced  to  read  a  paper,  entitled  "An 
Appreciation  of  Miss  Dawson's  Genius."  Miss  Olive 
Reed  Batchelder  sang  "  The  Chimney-Comer,"  and  Miss 
Ruth  White  rendered  the  solo,  "Thy  Picture,"  A.  A. 
Solomon  accompanying  with  violin  obligato.  Miss  Daw- 
son was  then  introduced  to  the  audience  and  expressed 
her  thanks  for  the  appreciation  shown.  A.  A.Solomon 
rendered  David's  concerto  for  the  violin,  Miss  Marian 
Powell  gave  Adeline  Knapp's  monologue  on  "  The  Higher 
Education,"  Miss  Irene  Hardy  recited  an  original  poem, 
"In  Hermitage  With  Fancy,"  Frank  M.  Coffin  rendered 
a  tenor  solo  and  responded  to  an  encore.  Miss  Sadie 
Tibbey  gave  a  whistling  solo,  and  Holbrook  blinn  re- 
cited Miss  Dawson's  poem,  "  The  Lost  Pleiad." 


A  Lecture  on  Water. 

"  Water,  my  dear  children,  is  a  terrible  fluid  that 
drowns  people.  It  is  composed  of  two  gases,  on 
neither  of  which  could  life  be  sustained.  Every 
year  thousands  upon  thousands  of  people  are  killed 
by  this  dreadful  fluid,  leaving  sorrowing  widows 
and  orphans  behind  them,  and  yet  our  wicked 
Parliament  refuses  to  prohibit  it.  Water  some- 
times gets  into  houses  and  ruins  the  walls  and  the 
ceilings  and  spoils  the  carpets.  Many  horrible 
diseases  are  brought  about  by  this  water,  such  as 
rheumatism  and  pleurisy.  Water  is  the  home  of 
disease  germs.  Typhoid  fever  and  cholera  are  both 
brought  about  by  drinking  water.  Water  rises  in 
the  form  of  floods,  and  then  whole  towns  are  swept 
away,  and  hundreds  of  people  meet  their  death. 
Often  the  poor  farmers'  crops  are  completely  ruined 
by  this  water. 

"  Sometimes  people  get  water  in  their  boots  ; 
then  they  catch  cold  and  die.  If  you  put  sponge- 
cake in  water,  you  will  find  that  it  becomes  pulpy 
and  uneatable.  Water  will  take  half  the  value  off 
a  new  silk  hat.  Mud  is  made  of  water  mixed  with 
earth.  Sometimes  water  freezes,  and  then  it  be- 
comes very  dangerous  ;  people  often  break  their 
legs  walking  upon  it.  When  water  descends  from 
the  clouds,  we  call  it  rain,  and  in  this  form  it  spoils 
picnics,  and  makes  our  streets  and  lanes  dirty. 
Water  left  standing  for  a  certain  time  gives  off  an 
offensive  smell,  and  will  be  found  to  contain  thou- 
sands upon  thousands  of  tiny  insects,  and  to  breed 
disease  and  death.  If  you  put  your  boots  in 
water,  you  will  find  that  all  the  blacking  comes  off 
them."—  To-Day. 


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the  reliable  "  Sterling  Silver  Inlaid"  line  manufact- 
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enced housekeepers  have  pronounced  them  unex- 
celled in  intrinsic  worth  and  wearing  qualities, 
proving  the  old  adage  "the  best  is  the  cheapest" 
— in  the  end. 


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Mothers  be  sure  and  use  "  Mrs.  Winslow's 
Soothing  Syrup"  for  your  children  while  teething. 


Dr.  E.  O.  Cochrane,  Dentist,  850  Market, 
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INDIVIDUALITIES. 


Cecil  Rhodes,  the  Premier  of  Cape  Colony,  is 
worth  fifteen  millions  of  dollars. 

Golf's  latest  victim  is  the  Marquis  of  Salisbury, 
who,  in  spite  of  his  sixty-four  years,  was  drawn  into 
the  game  recently  while  staying  with  Mr.  Balfour. 

James  Bigheart,  who  has  just  been  sworn  in  as 
chief  of  the  Osage  nation,  is  the  first  man  to  hold 
that  office  who  can  read  and  speak  the  English 
language. 

Mr.  Gladstone  has  never  promoted  his  eldest 
son,  the  rector  of  Hawarden,  or  his  son-in-law, 
Rev.  Harry  Drew.  There  is  not  a  single  member 
of  the  family,  male  or  female,  who  does  not  earn 
his  or  her  daily  bread. 

Richard  Croker,  of  New  York,  is  said  to  have 
at  least  five  hundred  thousand  dollars  invested  in 
horses  and  turf  and  breeding  property,  while  his 
racing-stable  contains  winners  that  have  earned 
nearly  two  hundred  thousand  dollars  for  their 
owner. 

Lewis  Y.  Graff,  one  of  the  oldest  members  of  the 
Commercial  Exchange  of  Philadelphia,  sent  his 
congratulations  to  Mayor-elect  Strong,  of  New 
York  city,  on  hearing  the  result.  Mayor  Strong, 
when  a  poor  boy,  was  clerk  in  a  country  store  in 
Ohio  under  Mr.  Graff. 

Prince  Hohenlohe,  the  new  German  chancellor, 
is  personally  very  popular.  He  has  made  it  a  rule 
to  visit  the  French  capital  once  a  year,  usually  in 
July  or  August,  when  he  could  lunch  and  dine  in 
the  open  air,  look  for  old  books  in  the  Quai  Vol- 
taire, and  see  the  life  of  the  boulevards  at  its  best. 

Jim  Root,  the  locomotive  engineer  whose  hero- 
ism at  Hinckley  caused  him  to  fall  into  the  hands 
of  a  theatrical  manager  in  New  York  city,  has  re- 
tired from  the  stage  and  is  home  again,  after  play- 
ing a  brief  engagement  at  a  salary  of  five  hundred 
dollars  per  week.  Mr.  Root  will  return  to  his 
vocation  on  the  St.  Paul  and  Duluth  line. 

Dr.  Talmage  is  said  to  receive  five  hundred  dol- 
lars for  a  lecture,  and  sometimes  one  thousand  dol- 
lars. He  makes  more  money  out  of  his  lectures 
than  any  other  man  on  the  platform.  Colonel 
Ingersoll's  price  is  five  hundred  dollars,  while  Dr. 
McGlynn,  Joseph  Cook,  and  others  of  the  same 
rank  of  lecturers  command  from  one  hundred  to 
one  hundred  and  fifty  dollars. 

Alfonso  the  Thirteenth,  the  eight-year-old  King 
of  Spain,  is  not  the  only  ruler  who  is  younger  than 
Russia's  new  twenty-six-year-old  Czar.  The  little 
Queen  of  the  Netherlands  is  fourteen  ;  King  Alex- 
ander of  Servia,  eighteen  ;  the  Khedive,  twenty  ; 
and  the  Emperor  of  China,  twenty-three.  The 
Sultan  of  Morocco  is  also  a  youth,  but  his  exact 
age  is  a  matter  of  speculation. 

Foreign  papers  say  that  Signor  Crispi,  Italy's 
premier,  and  his  wife,  born  Donna  Lina  Barba- 
gallo,  were  remarried  by  a  priest  in  Naples  a  few 
weeks  ago.  The  marriage  years  ago  was  only  a 
civil  one.  Signor  Crispi  consented  to  the  church 
ceremony,  it  is  said,  at  the  solicitation  of  the 
Princess  Linguaglossa,  mother  of  the  young  man 
who  is  to  marry  the  signor's  daughter. 

William  Treloar,  who  defeated  "  Champ  "  Clark 
in  the  Ninth  Missouri  Congressional  District,  is  a 
professor -of  music  and  paid  no  attention  to  his 
canvass  during  the  campaign,  and  good-naturedly 
took  the  chaffing  his  friends,  and  even  his  own 
family,  indulged  in  at  the  seeming  hopelessness  of 
his  election,  remarking  simply  :  "It  would  be 
funny,  wouldn't  it,  if  I  should  be  elected  ?  " 

In  the  Eighth  Massachusetts  Congressional  Dis- 
trict at  the  last  election,  one  of  the  Populist  candi- 
dates for  a  seat  in  Congress  was  Linn  Boyd  Porter, 
of  Boston,  once  a  newspaper  man,  but  who  of  late 
years  is  known  as  Albert  Ross,  the  novelist.  He 
received  a  communication  from  the  New  York 
Tri&une  about  six  days  before  election  asking  him 
to  file  one  of  two  inclosed  dispatches  as  soon  as 
possible  after  the  result  of  the  balloting  became 
known.  One  read:  "I  am  elected."  The  other 
read:  "I  am  defeated."  Mr.  Porter  signed  the 
one  signifying  defeat,  and  telegraphed  it  on  to  the 
Tribune  six  whole  days  before  election.  His  pre- 
diction was  correct. 

The  most  sorely  tried  and  one  of  the  most  popu- 
lar of  the  world's  sovereigns,  the  Emperor  and 
King  Francis  Joseph  of  Austria-Hungary,  recently 
passed  his  sixty-fourth  birthday.  Succeeding  to 
the  throne  on  the  abdication  of  the  Emperor  Ferdi- 
nand and  the  cession  of  his  rights  by  his  own  father 
in  the  troublous  year  1848,  he  is  the  doyen  of  Euro- 
pean monarchs,  with  the  exception  of  Queen  Vic- 
toria. His  predecessor  and  his  wife,  his  own  two 
parents,  those  of  the  empress,  and  even  the  widow 
of  Francis  the  First,  were  all  still  living  when  he 
had  been  nearly  a  quarter  of  a  century  on  the 
throne.  The  emperor  has  waged  two  unsuccessful 
wars,  losing  provinces  after  each.  He  lost  his 
brother  Maximilian  by  a  cruel  fate  in  1867,  and 
five  years  ago  his  only  son,  in  circumstances  that 
were  even  more  tragic.  His  consort  was  for  many 
years  an  invalid.  Lastly,  a  year  ago,  his  eldest 
daughter's  eldest  daughter  gave  him  a  shock  by 
eloping  with  a  young  lieutenant. 


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THE    HORSE    SHOW. 


Wednesday  morning  was  an  ideal  morning  for  a 
hunt — cool,  gray,  and  with  a  smell  of  rain  in  the 
wind  ;  but  the  rawness  in  the  air  made  the  interior 
of  the  Mechanics'  Pavilion  chilly  as  a  vault,  and 
the  people  who  sat  about  huddled  in  coats  and 
furs  envied  the  grooms  who  ran  about  the  ring 
hanging  on  to  the  horses'  bridles. 

The  first  glimpse  of  the  tan-bark  ellipse,  the 
promenade,  and  the  sloping  tiers  of  seats  was  so 
reminiscent  of  the  Horse  Show  in  Madison  Square 
Garden  that  one  expected  to  hear  Cappa's  Band 
play  Liszt's  Eleventh  Rhapsodie,  which  Cappa  al- 
ways plays  at  important  moments,  and  see  Mrs. 
Paran  Stevens's  rubious  cheeks  shining  in  the  front 
of  a  box  above  the  admiring  brigade  of  young 
lads  which  always  gathers  round  that  aged  siren. 

A  line  of  tandems  going  slowly  round  the  ring, 
a  glimpse  between  them  of  men  in  jockey  dress 
and  men  in  long  coats,  the  gleaming  of  varnished 
wheels  and  the  glow  of  satin  flanks  and  glossy 
necks,  the  smell  of  tan-bark  mingled  with  the 
smell  of  stables — all  make  one  feel  that  one  is  in 
New  York  :  that  at  lunch-time  we  shall  cross  the 
square  to  Maillard's,  and  drink  chocolate,  and  eat 
those  insidious  little  cakes  that  look  so  harmless 
and  carry  such  destruction  under  their  nicely  col- 
ored exteriors  ;  that  Del's  is  just  up  the  street, 
with  Farragut's  statue  looking  sternly  down  on  the 
fair-faced  ladies  and  the  smooth-faced  men  in  the 
windows  ;  that  the  roar  of  the  patrician  traffic  on 
the  avenue  is  mingled  with  the  roar  of  the  plebeian 
traffic  on  Broadway  ;  that  high  above  all,  in  the 
pure,  upper  air-currents,  Diana,  with  her  drapery 
blowing  out  in  a  great,  billowy  curve,  is  aiming 
her  bolt  against  the  wind. 

But  gradually  unfamiliar  objects  dispel  the  illu- 
sion— the  green  hanging-garden,  with  a  long  ladder 
ascending  to  it  ;  the  fact  that  most  of  the  tandems 
are  driven  by  grooms  ;  the  emptiness  of  the  seats 
and  boxes.  Here  and  there  a  bunch  of  women 
sitting  in  a  box,  sauntering  men,  a  few  aimlessly 
promenading  couples,  girls  in  fawn-colored  coats 
and  close  hats,  make  up  the  attendance  and  the 
crowd.  These  latter,  in  their  stalwart  bloom,  are 
one  of  the  most  unmistakable  signs  that  one  is  not 
in  New  York.  There  are  roses  on  the  Pacific  Coast 
where  there  are  lilies  on  the  Atlantic.  The  absence 
of  a  curious,  interested  crowd,  the  rich  air  of  health 
noticeable  in  the  few  women  who  saunter  by,  the 
subtle  perfume  of  violets  which  will  always  suggest 
California  to  any  one  who  has  ever  lived  here  over 
one  winter,  where  violets  are  so  universally  worn  and 
so  cheap,  tell  us  that  we  are  in  San  Francisco. 

In  the  ring  California  also  proclaims  its  glory  in 
the  splendid  animals  that  fling  about  the  tan-bark 
with  their  hoofs.  The  last  tandem  has  swayed  out 
of  sight  through  the  gateway,  the  herald  has 
blown  a  blast  upon  his  bugle,  when  in  troop  the 
ponies.  The  largest  come  first,  and,  a  man  hang- 
ing to  their  bridle,  walks  sedately  about  the  ring. 
It  is  to  be  regretted  that  the  villainous  custom  of 
docking  horses'  tails,  which  California  so  long  re- 
fused to  recognize,  has  at  last  arrived  here.  The 
gentle  maid,  who  would  not  hurt  a  fly,  and  who  yet 
is  not  above  venting  her  ill-humor  on  her  pet  dog, 
now  will  not  only  consent,  but  insist  that  her  riding- 
horse  have  several  vertebrae  chopped  off  the  end 
of  its  tail.  Cruelty,  like  modesty,  is  a  thing  that 
varies  with  the  fashion.  In  the  exhibition  of  high- 
steppers,  the  superb  animal  called  Cock  Robin,  the 
absolute  perfection  of  proud-spirited  equine  beauty, 
might  have  wept  if  it  could  have  looked  over  its 
shoulder  and  seen  the  denuded  little  stump  of  a 
tail  that  was  all  that  fashion  permitted  it  to  retain 
of  its  once  flowing  hirsute  glory. 

The  larger  ponies — gentle  creatures  that  trooped 
quietly  round  the  ring  without  any  nervous  brid- 
lings  or  caperings — were  also  bereft  of  their  tails  ; 
but  the  little  ones  had  been  allowed  to  retain 
theirs,  and  the  smaller  they  were,  the  larger  the 
tails  were,  till  the  procession  was  ended  off  with 
one  little  animal  looking  like  a  large-sized  rat,  its 
spindle  legs  wavering  beneath  it  and  its  tail  as 
bushy  as  that  of  a  fine  squirrel.  In  some,  both 
tail  and  mane  were  singularly  luxuriant  and  of  a 
creamy  white,  the  mane  hanging  in  long  locks  over 
their  heads.  But  there  are  fashions,  it  appears,  in 
the  toilet  of  the  horse  as  there  are  in  that  of  the 
black  poodle.  While  the  ponies  could  gain  only 
occasional  glimpses  of  the  world  through  their 
shrouding  veils  of  front  hair,  Directum,  who  was 
taking  things  easy  in  his  box,  was  shaven  and 
shorn  about  the  forehead  till  not  a  whisp  of  mane 
was  to  be  seen.  It  gave  him  a  bare,  but  well- 
barbered  appearance.  It  was  also  noticeable  that 
the  visage  of  this  noted  quadruped  was  marked  by 
as  many  cuts  and  scars  as  that  of  a  Heidelberg 
student. 

The  appearance  of  Tenny,  Salvator,  and  Isling- 
ton in  the  ring  was  the  point  of  interest  of 
the  opening  day  of  the  Horse  Show.  These 
splendid  creatures,  sent  to  appear  at  the  first 
San  Francisco  Horse  Show,  but  not  entered  to 
compete  for  any  prize,  slowly  paced  about  the 
ring,  with  a  certain  conciousness  of  movement, 
as  if  cognizant  of  their  own  beauty.  Tenny,  a 
great,  long-legged,  long-bodied  animal,  with  a  lank, 
sinewy  neck  and  a  marked  dip  in  the  middle  of  the 
back,  was — speaking  from  the  point  of  view  of  the 
untutored  outsider  —  the  least  beautiful  of  the 
Irio.     The   flat,    straight    outlines,   the  lean,    rak- 


ing neck,  the  long,  bony  head,  appeared  almost 
ugly  and  ungraceful  in  comparison  with  the 
faultless  beauty  of  form  of  Salvator,  and  the 
nervous  grace  of  Islington.  A  sculptor  might  take 
Salvator  for  the  model  of  a  Pegasus,  needing  to 
add  only  the  wings.  The  perfect  outlines,  curved 
in  matchless  harmony,  the  glossy  coat,  satin- 
smooth  and  sleek  in  the  perfection  of  healthful- 
ness,  the  dark,  intelligent  eyes,  the  air  of  dignity 
and  calm  pride,  lent  to  this  fine  beast  a  sort  of 
majesty  —  the  suggestion  of  worth  which  one 
notices  in  the  creature  that  is  the  highest  form 
of  its  species. 

It  took  a  whole  day  of  cogitation  and  uncertainty 
before  what  the  newspapers  call  "  a  representative 
audience  "  could  be  collected  in  the  Pavilion.  The 
morning  saw  it  bare,  the  afternoon  saw  it  sparsely 
dotted  over  with  a  scattering  of  spectators  ;  but  in 
the  evening  the  crowd  came  and  rolled  up  close 
and  compact  from  the  fence  about  the  tan-bark  oval 
to  the  last  line  of  seats.  It  was  unquestionably  a 
fine  audience  ;  more  American  than  one  usually 
sees  in  California  ;  the  Jewish  element  and  the  for- 
eigner being  for  once  overpowered  by  the  natives, 
who  had  turned  out  en  masse  and  crowded  the  out- 
siders back  against  the  wall. 

At  the  first  glance,  it  might  have  been  a  crowd 
from  any  of  the  large  Eastern  cities.  Then,  on  a 
closer  survey,  the  spectator  recognized  the  semi- 
foreign  suggestion  in  the  people  and  their  style, 
which  always  strikes  a  new-comer  in  California  and 
makes  him  feel  as  if  he  were  in  some  distant  colony 
rather  than  in  one  of  the  States.  The  fine  exhibi- 
tion of  pretty  women,  in  good  clothes,  sitting  out 
in  a  solid  phalanx  in  the  front  of  the  boxes,  was  a 
beauty  show  that  could  hardly  be  beaten  anywhere. 
The  purely  material  beauty  of  the  type,  which  has 
neither  activity  of  mind  nor  stirrings  of  soul  to  dis- 
turb the  perfect  equanimity  of  its  physical  perfec- 
tion, was  radiantly  blooming  in  the  brilliancy  of 
stunning  toilets.  With  a  superb  climate,  the  vigor- 
ous blood  of  the  pioneer,  and  an  environ- 
ment of  indolent,  unhurried  comfort,  the  Califor- 
nian  woman  has  achieved  a  completeness  of  ma- 
terial perfection  that  makes  her  as  triumphantly 
beautiful  an  animal  as  any  of  the  splendid  creatures 
exhibited  in  the  ring. 

From  the  crowd  gathered  close  about  the  fence 
to  the  last  row  of  spectators  with  their  backs 
pressed  against  a  canvas  wall  that  once  did  duty  as 
a  background  at  the  Roman  Circus,  the  exhibition 
of  interest  in  the  performance  was  marked  ;  but 
the  absence  of  applause  was  quite  extraordinary. 
This  is  another  of  the  distinguishing  marks  of  a 
Californian  audience.  To  a  foreigner  accustomed 
to  the  ecstatic  vociferations  of  his  fellow-country- 
men, to  an  Eastern  American,  who  has  attended 
college  foot-ball  matches  and  papular  first  nights, 
the  apathy  of  the  audience  on  Wednesday  night 
would  have  been  most  puzzling.  The  two  fire- 
engines,  with  their  three  fine  horses  —  great, 
sinewy,  powerful  beasts,  with  eyes  of  an  almost 
human  intelligence  —  came  plunging  in,  and, 
to  the  metallic  ding-dong  of  their  bell,  went 
tearing  about  the  track  as  they  have  rushed  to  fires 
how  many  hundreds  of  times  ?  Yet  the  spectators, 
regarding  them  with  eyes  of  an  absent  interest, 
silently  waited  for  the  next  exhibit. 

The  simultaneous  appearance  in  the  arena  of 
Salvator,  Tenny,  Firenzi,  Islington,  and  Sir 
Modred  was  also  a  more  or  less  unregarded  feat- 
ure of  the  performance.  Many  people  had  not  an 
idea  that  these  fine  animals  ranged  about  one  end 
of  the  oval  while  Mrs.  Ayer's  horse  was  exhibiting 
its  dancing  steps  at  the  other,  were  famous  all  the 
world  over,  and  were  alone  worth  coming  a  long 
way  to  see.  The  jumping  contest  did  create  some 
genuine  enthusiasm.  It  is  always  exciting  to  see 
a  show  where  there  is  some  element  of  danger. 
The  sleek,  lean-bodied,  spider-legged  horses,  fret- 
ting themselves  into  a  nervous  frenzy,  lathered 
with  foam,  terrified  by  the  lights,  the  music, 
the  shifting  crowd,  the  unaccustomed  stir  and 
sound,  capered  and  sidled,  and  then,  in  a 
frenzied  burst  of  trembling  excitement,  dashed 
at  the  hurdles,  sometimes  clearing  them  as 
lightly  as  a  bird,  sometimes  striking  them  and 
knocking  them  over.  It  looked  rather  as  if  the 
fenced  approach  to  the  water-jump  were  too  short  ; 
the  dwindling  alley,  with  the  jump  at  its  termina- 
tion, permitted  the  horse  to  see  the  water  and 
swerve  before  it  entered  between  the  fences. 

The  success  of  the  evening,  so  far  as  popular  en- 
thusiasm went,  was  the  parade  of  the  four-in-hands. 
This  was  really  a  fine  exhibition,  and  it  was  to 
the  credit  of  the  owners  that  they  drove  them- 
selves. Almost  all  the  coaches  were  perfect 
in  appointments  and  admirably  got  up  and  driven. 
Unfortunately  the  entrance  of  Mr.  E.  J.  Bald- 
win's coach  was  marred  by  a  slight  accident,  and, 
cruel  as  it  may  seem,  Mr.  Baldwin  must  have  his 
grooms  shave  off  their  mustaches  before  his  turn- 
out can  compete — for  style,  that  is — with  any  of 
the  others. 

The  Princess  Alix  of  Hesse  is  finding  that  her 
coming  greatness — that  of  a  future  Empress  of 
Russia — is  already  casting  long  shadows  before. 
Recently  a  cordial  letter  from  the  Czar  asked  her 
what  especial  "act  of  mercy"  she  would  like  to 
have  "  ukased  "  in  honor  of  the  important  event, 
"the  pardoning  of  one  thousand  persons"  being 
suggested  by  way  of  example. 


MAGAZINE    VERSE. 

Her  Violin. 
I  would  I  were  her  violin. 
To  rest  beneath  her  dimpled  chin, 
And  softly  kiss  her  swan-white  throat, 
And  breathe  my  love  through  every  note. 
When  o'er  my  strings  her  fingers  fair 
Should  lightly  wander  here  and  there, 
The  while  her  flashing  bow  did  press 
My  bosom  with  its  swift  caress, 
Then  would  I  waken  into  song 
The  rapture  that  had  slumbered  long. 
Mine  ear  against  her  swelling  breast 
Should  harken  to  its  sweet  unrest, 
And — happy  spy  ! — then  should  I  know 
How,  deep  beneath  that  drifted  snow, 
A  blissful  tumult  in  her  heart 
Made  all  her  fluttering  pulses  start. 
Then  that  high  calm,  that  maiden  grace. 
That  meekly  proud  and  peerless  face, 
That  aureole  of  sun-bright  hair, 
That  brow  such  as  the  seraphs  wear — 
No  longer  these  should  baffle  quite 
The  anxious  lover's  dazzled  sight. 
Ah,  would  I  were  her  violin, 
That  thus  her  secret  I  might  win. 
—James  B.  Kenyan  hi  December  Century, 

Madonna  and  Child. 
Little  son,  little  son,  climb  up  to  my  breast. 

And  lie  amid  its  warmth  at  rest. 
But  shut  those  stranger  eyes  from  me. 

My  rose,  my  sorrow,  my  peace  divine. 
And  call  me  "  Mother  "  and  not  "  Mary," 

Although  thou  art  not  mine. 

0  weep  not  if  I  hold  thee  tight, 
For  "mid  unheeding  kine  at  night 

1  dream  thee  weak  and  needing  me, 
Forget  thy  royalty,  croon  and  coo. 

Pretend  thee  little,  and  handle  thee 
As  other  mothers  do. 

Thine  eyes  are  closed,  but  He  who  keeps 
Watch  over  Israel  never  sleeps  ! 

And  when  I  sleepless  lie  by  thee 
Thy  little  hands  mine  eyes  do  blind 

And  move  across  them  soothingly, 
And  feel  so  large  and  kind. 

It  is  I  would  climb  to  thy  little  breast. 

O  hold  me  there  and  1«£  me  rest ! 
It  is  I  am  weak  and  weary  and  small, 

And  thy  soft  arms  can  carry  me. 
So  put  them  under  me,  God,  my  All, 

And  let  me  quiet  be. 
— Alice  Archer  Sewall  in  December  Harper's. 

On  Landing  in  England. 
Once  more  hail,  England  !     Happy  is  the  day 

When  from  wide  wandering  I  hither  fare. 

Touch  thy  wave-warded  shore  and  breathe  thine  air, 
And  see,  again,  thy  hedges  white  with  May. 
Rich  memories  throng  in  every  flower-gemmed  way  ; 

Old  names  ring  out  as  with  a  trumpet's  blare  ; 

While  on,  with  quickened  pulse,  we  journey  where 
London's  vast  thunder  roars,  like  seas  at  play. 
To  thee,  the  cradle  of  our  race,  we  come, 

To  warm  our  hearts  by  ancient  altar  fires  ; 
Not  breaking  fealty  to  a  dearer  home, 
Thy  children's  children,  from  whatever  skies, 
Greet  the  high  welcome  of  thy  deathless  eyes, 

Thou  fair  and  mighty  mother  of  our  sires  ! 

— John  Hay  in  December  Pall  Mall  Magazine. 


Sphinx. 

We  who  are  nothing  but  self,  and  have  no  manner  of 
being 

Save  in  the  sense  of  self,  still  have  no  other  delight 
Like  the  relief  that  comes  with  the  blessed  oblivion  freeing 

Self  from  self  in  the  deep  sleep  of  some  dreamless  night. 

Losing  alone  is  finding  ;  the  best  of  being  is  ceasing 
Now  and  again  to  be.     Then,  at  the  end  of  thic  strife, 

That  which  comes,  if  we  will  it  or  not,  for  our  releasing, 
Is  it  eternal  death,  or  is  it  infinite  life? 

— IV.  D.  Hozvells  in  December  Harper's. 


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done  exceptionally  good-work  during  their  college 
course,  and  are,  therefore,  entitled  to  compete  for 
the  commencement  orations,  appears  that  of 
Horace  D.  Pillsbury,  of  California,  a  son  of  E.  S. 
Pillsbury,  attorney,  of  this  city,  and  who  proposes 
to  take  up  his  studies  here  for  the  legal  profession 
immediately  after  graduating  next  June. 


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VANITY    FAIR. 


Mrs.  Gertrude  Atherton  has  more  than  fluttered 
the  dove-cotes  of  New  York  by  sending  the  follow- 
ing letter  to  the  Sun  :  "The   Horse  Show  brings 
forcibly  home  to  us  an  unpleasant  truth  :  north  of 
Mason  and  Dixon's  line  we  have  not  developed  an 
aristocratic   type.     Southern  women,   by    virtue  of 
their  descent  from  English  ancestors  of  birth  and 
breeding,  added  to  generations  of  luxury,  are  in- 
dubitably aristocratic  in  outline  and  bearing  ;  but 
the  New  York  woman  of  fashion  is  merely  swagger 
— a  combination  produced  by  an  expensive  dress- 
maker and  her  own  unswerving   determination  to 
acquire  an   'air.'     She  is  swagger  without  being 
high-bred,    self-conscious   where  she   would   be 
haughty,  and  her  repose  is  mere  lounging.     I  have 
studied  this  type  for  several  years,  and  last  night 
I  was  struck  anew  with  two  of  its  fatal  deficiencies 
— its  lack  of  nose  and  of  cheek  modeling.     It  is 
not  too  much  to  say  that  in  all  that  tier  of  boxes 
there  was  not  one  good  nose.    Only  one  girl  had  a 
nose  of  size,  and  hers  was  a  proboscis.     She  could 
have  supplied  three  of   her  meagre  sisters  ;    the 
others,   without  exception,    bad  little  pugs  or  an 
irregular  piece  of  flesh  and  cartilage  that  can  not 
be  classed.     One  Japanese-looking  little  '  beauty  ' 
had  a  queer  peaked  affair  that  seemed  to  point  de- 
risively at  her  bang.    Another  woman  of  middle 
age,  who  is  never  spoken  of  except  as  '  one  of  the 
most  beautiful  and  distinguished-looking  women  of 
America,'  has  a  minute  application  so  unfortunately 
constructed  as  to  give  her  the  effect  of  one  whose 
fate  it  is  to  stand  constantly  on  the  edge  of  a  sewer. 
This  woman   is  absolutely  without  beauty.     Her 
face    is   large,   and   common,   and    colorless,    her 
'  languid    eyes,    with    a    wicked    sparkle,"  are    as 
nearly  expressionless  as  eyes  can   be   got.      She 
is  merely  an  astonishing  newspaper    production. 
One  of  the  women   most   frequently  extolled  for 
beauty  has  the  face  of  the  Parisian  cocotie.     One 
can  see  it  by  the  dozen  on  a  spring  afternoon  driv- 
ing to  the   Bois,  its  other  extremities  banked  in 
flowers.    She  is  tall  and  has  a  charming  grace,  and 
two  or  three  generations  have  done  much  for  her, 
but  the    cocotte    suggestion    is    paramount.     Last 
night  she  sat,   with   her  legs   frankly    crossed,  a 
model  of  elegance  for  the  gaping  throng.     Another 
is  as  good  a  type  of  the  French  soubrette  as  you 
will  ever  see  in  a  Parisian  theatre — a  small,  dark, 
bright,  wicked  little  face,  its  owner  as  smart  as  a 
great  milliner  could  make  her.     Another  'beauty' 
has  merely  a  bright,  good,  attractive  face;  not  a 
line  there  conforms  to  any  standard.     Another  has 
developed  a  Burgundy  complexion  and  large  knobs 
on  her  cheek-bones.    The  newspapers  are  respon- 
sible for  the  false  impression  regarding  the  fashion- 
able women  of  New  York.     To  describe  a  beauty 
makes  interesting  reading.     As  a  matter  of  bare 
fact,   there   is   hardly  a  beautiful  or  a  high-bred 
woman  in  New  York  society,  hardly  one  that  in 
profile  or  modeling  of  cheek  and  chin,  or  in  repose 
and  dignity  of  bearing,  suggests  three  generations 
behind  her.     And  it  is  a  great  pity,  one  to  be  re- 
gretted by  any  good  American,  for  the  New  York 
woman  of  fashion  is  to-day  accepted  abroad  as  the 
flower  of  American  civilization.    The  blue-blooded 
Southern    woman    is  beautiful,   the   cosmopolitan 
Californian  woman  is  beautiful,  but  the  New  York 
woman  of  fashion,  without  her  bright  complexion 
and   hair,   her    admirable    grooming,   her    superb 
gowns,  and  acquired  '  air,'  could  only  be  described 
by  the  most  damning  of  adjectives — commonplace." 


the  habit  is  practiced  upon  children,  both  girls  and 
boys.  Among  themselves,  too,  kissing  to  a  large 
extent  prevails.  But  the  facility  with  which  diph- 
theria, measles,  whooping  cough,  and  scarlet  fever 
are  transmitted  in  early  life  renders  the  habit  one 
which  common  sense  will  show  to  be  open  to  grave 
objections.  However  essential  conventional  kisses 
mav  be  regarded  as  a  means  of  demonstrating 
friendship  and  politeness,  parents  should,  neverthe- 
less, we  think,  consider  in  this  matter  the  welfare 
of  their  children  first.  Our  condemnation  of  kisses 
may,  for  practical  purposes,  be  restricted  to  the  ob- 
jectionable but  common  practice  of  kissing  on  the 
mouth.  Among  grown-up  people  it  is  unbecoming, 
to  say  the  least,  while  toward  and  between  children 
the  practice  is  open  to  the  gravest  suspicion. 


The  prettiest  new  gowns  that  were  worn  at  Miss 
Sperry's  wedding  with  the  Prince  Poniatowski 
(writes  the  Paris  correspondent  of  the  Bazar)  were 
in  velvet.  The  bride's  sister  wore  a  quaint  shade  of 
wine-rose,  slashed  on  the  corsage  and  sleeves  over 
ivory  satin  veiled  with  lace,  with  each  slashing  out- 
lined with  dark  fur.  The  bonnet  was  a  dainty  little 
thing  of  rose  velvet  covered  with  gold  embroidery, 
finished  with  bunches  of  mauve  flowers,  with  a 
black  aigrette  at  one  side.  Another  dress,  worn  on 
the  same  occasion,  was  a  lovely  jade-green  velvet. 
The  corsage  had  a  picture-collar,  and  epaulettes  of 
ivory  satin  embroidered  with  spangles  and  edged 
with  sable.  Another  smart  little  gown  had  a  skirt 
of  black  diamantine,  with  a  bolero  of  mort-ni 
Persian  lamb,  worn  with  one  of  Virot's  new  tours 
de  cou.  These  little  affairs  to  go  round  the  neck 
always  appear  with  the  regularity  of  the  seasons. 
The  Parisian  women  love  them.  Virot's  are  made 
of  rosettes  of  black  chiffon,  relieved  by  choux  of 
cherry-ribbed  velvet.  Others  arc  of  chiffon,  bright- 
ened by  little  bouquets  of  violets,  or  bunches  of 
roses  in  the  new  shades  of  cerise,  rose,  and  auber- 
gine. A  liny  bunch  of  flowers  is  often  fastened  on 
to  the  little  mink  boas,  which  are  still  popular. 


Kisses  may  be  conveniently  divided  into  two 
classes— those  which  belong  to  and  are  intimately 
associated  with  the  warmer  passions  of  the  heart 
and  those  which  arc  purely  conventional.  In  view 
of  the  exacting  demands  of  modern  sanitary  prin- 
ciples, in  neither  case  (says  the  Medical  Press  and 
Circular)  is  the  habit  desirable  or  even  per- 
missible. Nevertheless,  it  is  only  waste  of  labor 
for  medical  mrntors  to  protest  against  (he  habit,  so 
far  as  the  first  "order"  of  kisses  is  concerned. 
toucver,  to  the  second  variety  of 
Iter  is  different.     Por  the  most  part, 


At  the  Horse  Show,  in  New  York,  a  curious  ob- 
server noticed  a  young  woman  slowly  open  and 
close  the  jaws  of  the  little  mink's  head  which 
adorned  the  fur  scarf  she  had  taken  from  her  neck. 
The  "  natural  action  "  of  the  jaws  was  the  mechan- 
ical articulation  of  two  pieces  of  a  chalky  composition 
adjusted  upon  a  spring,  and  the  tongue  was  of  the 
same  material,  colored  red.  Something  like  one 
hundred  and  fifty  gross  of  these  funny  little  heads 
are  being  turned  out  in  the  city  of  New  York  every 
week  by  three  manufacturers.  The  demand  for 
fur  neck-scarfs  this  season  is  said  to  exceed  any 
ever  before  known.  And  all  of  them  must  have  ani- 
mal heads.  In  fact,  some  of  the  women  want  the 
animal  heads  without  the  animals.  They  use  the 
heads  in  place  of  buttons  to  fasten  their  coats  and 
cloaks.  But  the  greatest  call  is  for  the  neck-scarfs. 
The  prices  range  all  the  way  from  one  dollar  and  a 
half  to  three  hundred  dollars,  some  of  the  scarfs 
having  animal  heads  at  both  ends  and  having  dia- 
monds for  eyes. 

It  is  astonishing  to  notice  the  progress  cycling 
has  made  among  women  during  the  past  summer. 
Where  last  spring  you  might  have  met  one  woman 
on  a  wheel,  now  (the  Bazar  declares)  you  will  meet 
five  or  six.  Those  who  went  to  the  country  to 
spend  the  warm  months  took  their  machines  with 
them,  if  there  was  a  possibility  of  finding  a  road 
fit  for  riding,  and  the  less  fortunate  ones  who 
stayed  in  the  city  all  summer  had  the  pleasure  of 
their  daily  ride  likewise.  That  is  the  striking  thing 
about  cycling.  It  is  not  confined  to  one  class  ;  it 
is  cheap  enough  to  be  within  the  reach  of  the 
great  mass  of  the  people.  The  only  expenses 
after  the  first  purchase  are  incidental  ones  for  re- 
pairs, which,  if  the  wheel  is  used  with  some  care, 
do  not  amount  to  much.  As  for  costumes,  public 
opinion  is  coming  over  surely,  if  it  may  be  slowly, 
to  the  divided  skirt,  or  to  some  dress  more  suitable 
for  wheeling  than  the  usual  street-gown.  Most  of 
the  Turkish  trousers,  or  "  bloomers,"  are  certainly 
not  beautiful,  and,  in  spite  of  their  convenience, 
their  looks  condemn  them  for  many  people.  A 
suit  consisting  of  knickerbockers  and  leggings, 
with  a  skirt  reaching  to  the  knee  or  just  be- 
low, is  easy  to  ride  in,  and  is  both  graceful  and 
becoming.  The  ordinary  skirt,  in  spite  of  skirt- 
guards,  often  becomes  entangled  in  the  rear  wheel. 
Then,  unless  one  is  very  careful  when  mounting  to 
adjust  the  skirt  evenly,  the  fullness  is  sure  to  be 
all  on  one  side,  with  the  garment  drawing  uncom- 
fortably tight  on  the  other.  Even  if  you  begin 
right,  it  is  apt  to  "work  up"  after  a  while.  In  a 
high  wind  it  blows,  until  the  girl  who  is  trying  to 
manage  both  wheel  and  dress  together  finds  that 
the  ride  for  pleasure  is  involving  a  good  deal  of 
trouble  and  hard  work.  A  smart  bicycling  costume 
is  thus  described  by  Mary  Bacon  Ford  in  the 
Illustrated  American:  It  consisted  of  skirt,  reach- 
ing to  the  ankles,  made  of  covert  cloth,  cut  to  fit 
very  smooth  over  the  hips.  With  this  skirt  was 
worn  leggings  of  the  same  shade.  The  waist  was  a 
loose  blouse  over  which  was  to  be  worn  at  will  a 
short  jacket  of  cloth  to  match  the  skirt.  Another 
costume,  cut  on  the  same  pattern,  was  of  black. 
It  was  not  quite  so  smart  as  the  covert  cloth,  but 
was  extremely  becoming.  Skirts  cut  in  this  fashion, 
and  worn  over  kickerbockers  or  riding-breeches, 
are  quite  as  comfortable  and  vastly  better  style  than 
bloomers. 

A  dexterous  French  feat  is  that  of  growing  hair 
along  the  foreheads  of  women,  with  whom  nature 
has  been  cruel  in  arranging  for  the  hair  to  grow  too 
far  back  on  the  forehead,  or  where  the  hair  springs 
in  an  ugly,  irregular  line.  From  other  parts  of  the 
head,  short  new  sprouting  hairs  are  delicately  ex- 
tracted and  replanted  along  the  top  of  an  uncomely 
forehead.  This  system  of  repotting  hair  is  done 
according  to  the  rules  nature  observes  in  the  man- 
agement of  her  hair  crops,  and  after  about  three 
months  of  careful,  regular  attendance  daily  at  the 
office  of  a  specialist,  a  woman  comes  forth  brow'd 
like  a  Madonna  or  the  glorious  Greek  Venuses, 
just  as  she  may  have  selected.  The  inventor  of 
the  new  process  clings  boldly  to  the  argument 
that  no  woman  can  ever  expect  to  lay  any  claim  to 
beauty  whose  forehead  is,  as  he  expresses  it.  "  un- 
gracefully  draped."  and  that  of  all  beautiful 
women,  he  never  found  a  face  that  for  half  its 
charm  did  not  depend  upon  the  lovely  framing  of 
the  forehead.  All  the  qualities  of  mind  and  soul 
lie  like  hidden  treasures  behind  this  fair  white 
wall  ;  therefore,  saving  the  eyes,  it  is  the  most 
important    feature  in   a    woman's  face.      Modern 


training,  he  argues,  has  enlarged  the  size  of 
women's  heads  nearly  a  half-inch  all  round  and 
added  a  half-inch  of  what  he  chooses  to  call 
"  bald  space "  to  her  forehead's  depth.  The 
increase  in  the  head's  size  has  taken  from  perfect 
feminine  grace,  and  the  widening  of  forehead  from 
eyebrows  to  hair-roots  has  nearly  destroyed  the  low 
Madonna-browed  woman,  the  type  of  most  perfect 
feminine  loveliness.  She  has  almost  disappeared, 
he  finds,  in  this  present  generation,  and  in  the  next 
will  probably  be  obsolete  ;  and  yet  the  major  por- 
tion of  the  women  who  come  to  him  for  treatment 
take  the  Madonna  for  their  pattern. 


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THE 


ARG  ON  AUT. 


13 


STORYETTES. 


Grave  and  Gay,  Epigrammatic  and  Otherwise. 


Lemaitxe,  the  French  actor,  was  always  head 
over  heels  in  debt,  despite  an  enormous  salary,  and 
was  always  kept  busy  devising  means  by  which  he 
could  raise  money.  One  evening,  an  hour  before 
the  curtain  was  to  rise  upon  a  new  play,  a 
well-known  pawnbroker  entered  the  private  office 
of  the  director  of  the  Th^atre-Fran?ais.  "Here 
is  a  pawn-ticket  for  you,  sir."  "For  me?"  ex- 
claimed the  astonished  director.  "  Yes,  monsieur. 
It  is  for  twenty  thousand  francs,  and  I  hold  M. 
Lemaitre  as  security.  He  can  not  leave  my  place 
until  I  have  been  paid."  And  the  pawnbroker  was 
telling  the  truth.  The  director  had  to  pay  this 
amount  before  he  could  get  his  star.  Lemaitre  and 
the  pawnbroker  divided  the  spoils. 

Four  gloomy  and  weary  Princeton  men  boarded 
a  Philadelphia  train  after  Saturday's  game,  and 
selected  one  corner  of  a  quiet  car,  where  they 
could  ride  untroubled  by  the  shouts  of  the  victors. 
They  had  ridden  only  a  short  distance  when  a 
crowd  of  jubilant  Pennsylvanians  burst  in  the  other 
end  of  the  car,  and  filled  it  with  their  shouts  and 
songs.  The  Princetonians  held  a  hurried  consulta- 
tion, and  finally  one  arose  and  walked  determinedly 
to  the  other  end  of  the  car.  To  the  outsiders  a 
fight  seemed  imminent,  but  the  Princeton  man 
simply  said  :  "  Boys,  my  wife  is  very  ill,  and  if  you 
could  make  just  a  little  less  noise,  I  would  esteem 
it  a  great  favor."  The  shouting  ceased,  and  soon 
after  the  Pennsylvanians  left  for  another  car,  while 
a  suspicious  brown  bottle  passed  around  among  the 
four  gloomy  men. 

Some  time  ago,  when  Henry  Irving  was  in  Edin- 
burgh, a  Scotch  clergyman  came  and  informed  him 
that  he  was  to  attend  the  theatre  that  week  for  the 
first  time  in  his  life,  to  see  one  of  the  Lyceum  pro- 
ductions. Irving  felt  duly  flattered,  and  so  ex- 
pressed himself ;  but  the  divine,  after  a  certain 
amount  of  stammering,  confessed  that  he  did  not 
wish  to  see  a  play  in  which  there  was  a  ballet. 
Irving,  greatly  puzzled,  informed  him  that  there 
was  no  dancing  in  the  plays  he  was  then  producing, 
but  that,  according  to  the  slang  of  the  "pro- 
fession," the  supernumeraries  of  both  sexes  were 
technically  called  "  the  ballet,"  and  hence  probably 
arose  his  visitor's  mistake.  The  worthy  man's  face 
beamed,  and  he  took  an  affectionate  leave  of  his 
host  ;  but  at  the  door  he  was  seized  with  mis- 
givings and  suddenly  demanded,  point-blank  :  "  If 
there  is  no  ballet,  Mr.  Irving,  why  do  people  talk 
so  much  about  your  legs?"  Irving's  answer  has 
not  been  chronicled. 

When  Brigham  Young  was  directing  the  theo- 
cratic government  of  Utah,  the  Mormon  mission- 
aries in  England  converted  a  one-legged  man. 
This  man  conceived  the  idea  that  the  prophet  in 
Salt  Lake  City  might  effect  a  miraculous  restora- 
tion of  the  leg  which  he  had  lost  in  an  accident. 
So  a  month  later  he  presented  himself,  weary  and 
travel-stained,  but  full  of  cheerful  hope,  before  the 
head  of  the  Mormon  Church,  and  told  his  desires. 
The  prophet  said  he  would  willingly  get  him  a 
new  leg  ;  but  begged  him  first  to  consider  the 
matter  fully.  This  life,  he  told  him,  is  but  a  vale 
of  tears,  and  as  nothing  compared  to  eternity.  He 
was  making  the  choice  of  going  through  life  with 
one  leg  and  having  two  after  the  resurrection,  or 
of  having  two  legs  through  life  and  three  after. 
The  man  found  the  prospect  of  being  a  human 
tripod  through  all  eternity  so  uncongenial  that  he 
accepted  with  resignation  his  present  lot  and  ex- 
cused the  prophet  from  performing  the  miracle. 


A  Confederate  soldier,  after  the  battle  of  Antie- 
tam,  and  when  his  regiment  was  on  the  retreat, 
threw  his  musket  on  the  ground,  seated  himself  by 
the  roadside,  and  exclaimed  with  much  vehemence  : 
"  I'll  be  danged  if  I  walk  another  step  !  I'm  broke 
down  !  I  can't  do  it."  And  he  sat  there  the  pict- 
ure of  despair.  "  Git  up,  man  !  "  exclaimed  the 
captain  ;  "  don't  you  know  the  Yankees  are  fol- 
lowing us.  They  will  get  you  sure."  "Can't  do 
it !  "  he  replied  ;  "  I'm  done  for.  I'll  not  walk 
another  step  !  "  The  Confederates  passed  along 
over  the  crest  of  a  hill  and  lost  sight  of  their  poor, 
dejected  comrade.  In  a  moment  there  was  a  fresh 
rattle  of  musketry  and  a  renewed  crash  of  shells. 
Suddenly  he  appeared  on  the  crest  of  the  hill, 
moving  along  like  a  hurricane,  and  followed  by  a 
cloud  of  dust.  As  he  dashed  past  his  captain,  that 
officer  cried  :  "  Hello  !  thought  you  wasn't  going 
to  walk  any  more."  "  Thunder  !  "  yelled  the 
soldier  ;  "  you  don't  call  this  walking,  do  you  !  " 

An  amusing  incident  occurred  at  the  close  of  Sam 
Jones's  sermon  at  Pulaski,  the  other  day.  Stepping 
down  from  the  pulpit  and  looking  solemnly  over 
the  audience,  the  revivalist  said  :  "I  want  all  the 
women  in  this  crowd  who  have  not  spoken  a  harsh 
word  or  harbored  an  unkind  thought  toward  their 
husbands  for  a  month  past  to  stand  up."  One 
old  woman,  apparently  on  the  shady  side  of  sixty, 
stood  up.  "  Come  forward  and  give  me  your 
hand,"  said  the  preacher.  The  woman  did  so  ; 
whereupon  Jones  said:  "Now  turn  around  and 
let  this   audience  see  the   best-looking   woman  in 


the  country."  After  taking  her  seat,  the  revivalist 
addressed  the  men  :  "  Now  I  want  all  the  men  in 
this  crowd  who  have  not  spoken  a  harsh  word  or 
harbored  an  unkind  thought  toward  their  wives 
for  a  month  past  to  stand  up."  Twenty-seven  big, 
strapping  fellows  hopped  out  of  the  audience 
with  alacrity.  "Come  forward  and  give  me  your 
hands,  my  dear  boys."  Jones  gave  each  one  a 
vigorous  shake,  after  which  he  ranged  all  of  them 
side  by  side  in  front  of  the  pulpit  and  facing  the 
audience.  He  looked  them  over  carefully  and 
solemnly,  and  then,  turning  around  to  the  audi- 
ence, he  said  :  "  I  want  you  all  to  take  a  good  look 
at  the  twenty-seven  biggest  liars  in  the  State  of 
Tennessee." 

In  the  lecture-room,  the  late  Dr.  McCosh,  for 
many  years  president  of  Princeton  College,  ob- 
jected to  interruptions,  but  during  the  course  of  his 
lectures,  when  the  names  of  Kant,  Liebnitz,  Plato, 
and  the  great  philosophers  would  be  mentioned  by 
him,  the  undergraduates  would  commence  to  call 
"  McCosh  !  "  "Jimmy  McCosh  !  "  He  would 
pause,  and,  with  a  half-proud,  half-deprecating  air, 
say:  "Thank  you,  gentlemen,  thank  you."  The 
doctor  was  something  of  an  egotist.  In  one  of  his 
philosophical  works,  several  pages  are  consumed  in 
proving  a  conclusion  to  a  mental  problem.  The 
doctor  printed  a  foot-note  at  the  bottom  of  the 
page,  stating  that  after  he  had  reached  the  conclu- 
sion, he  found  that  Plato  had  come  to  the  same  de- 
duction two  thousand  years  before  him.  Showing 
a  distinguished  visitor  through  the  college  build- 
ings, as  they  passed  the  busts  of  the  former  presi- 
dents, he  named  each  one,  with  a  slight  comment 
on  his  character  and  ability.  When  he  came  to 
the  last  one,  he  said,  curtly  :  "  And  that's  meself." 
For  several  years  Dr.  McCosh  had  but  one  speech, 
which  he  delivered  on  all  occasions.  It  enumerated 
the  number  of  missionaries,  preachers,  and  teachers 
whom  he  was  partly  instrumental  in  sending  out 
into  the  world.  He  never  paid  any  attention  to  the 
other  professions.  Once,  when  a  distinguished 
lecturer  was  delivering  a  lecture  in  Princeton,  the 
audience  applauded  some  point  he  had  made.  The 
doctor  took  the  applause  to  himself,  and,  arising  in 
the  midst  of  the  large  audience,  made  the  speech. 
The  applause  was  deafening  when  he  closed.  In 
the  old  chapel,  one  morning,  he  prayed  for  the 
President  of  the  United  States  and  Congress.  He 
asked  for  blessings  on  the  governor  of  the  State  and 
the  New  Jersey  legislature.  Next  he  prayed  for 
the  trustees,  the  president  of  the  college,  and  so  on 
down,  from  the  seniors  to  the  freshmen,  and  lastly 
he  prayed  for  the  tutors.  A  roar  of  laughter 
greeted  the  final  petition.  A  tutor  was  an  abused 
and  derided  man  in  the  old  days.  Mrs.  McCosh 
was  very  much  opposed  to  his  walking  in  the  winter 
when  the  streets  were  icy.  One  day  he  slipped 
down  in  front  of  the  house,  and  glanced  up  to  see 
that  Mrs.  McCosh  was  looking  out  of  the  window. 
"  That's  the  second  time,"  he  said,  loudly  enough 
to  be  heard  by  a  passer-by;  "but  I'll  tell  her  it's 
the  first." 


In  this  Work- a- Day  World 

Men  and  women  continually  break  down  through 
mental  strain  and  physical  effort.  The  true  repairer 
of  vitality  thus  impaired,  a  perennial  fountain  of 
health  and  vigor  is  Hostetter's  Stomach  Bitters, 
which  restores  digestion,  enriches  the  blood,  and 
healthfully  stimulates  the  digestive  organs,  kidneys, 
and  liver  when  they  are  indolent.  This  compre- 
hensive remedy  also  subdues  malaria,  rheumatism, 
and  nervousness. 


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SOUTHERN  PACIFIC  COMPANY. 

PACIFIC  SYSTEM. 


ONE   EIVJOYS 

Both  the  method  and  results  when 
Syrup  of  Figs  is  taken ;  it  is  pleasant 
and  refreshing  to  the  taste,  and  acts 
gently  yet  promptly  on  the  Kidneys, 
Liver  and  Bowels,  cleanses  the  sys- 
tem effectually,  dispels  colds,  head- 
aches and  fevers  and  cures  habitual 
constipation.  Syrup  of  Figs  is  the 
only  remedy  of  its  kind  ever  pro- 
duced, pleasing  to  the  taste  and  ac- 
ceptable to  the  stomach,  prompt  in 
its  action  and  truly  beneficial  in  its 
effects,  prepared  only  from  the  most 
healthy  and  agreeable  substances,  its 
many  excellent  qualities  commend  it 
to  all  and  have  made  it  the  most 
popular  remedy  known. 

Syrup  of  Figs  is  for  sale  in  50 
cent  bottles  by  all  leading  drug- 
gists. Any  reliable  druggist  who 
may  not  have  it  on  hand  will  pro- 
cure it  promptly  for  any  one  who 
wishes  to  try  it.  Do  not  accept  any 
substitute. 

CALIFORNIA  FIG  SYRUP  CO. 

SAN  FRANCISCO,  GAL. 
LOUISVILLE,  KY.  NEW  YORK,  N.Y. 


Trains  leave,  and  are  due  to  arrive  at 
SAN  FRANCISCO. 

leave.    I   From  November  3,  1894.    |    arrive. 

7.00  a.  Atlantic  Express  for  Ogden  and 
East 

7.00  a.  Benicia,  VacavUle,  Rumsey,  Sac- 
ramento, and  Redding,  via  Davis . 

7.30  a,  Martinez,  San  Ramon,  Napa,  Cal- 
istoga,  and  *Santa  Rosa 

8.30  a.  Niles,  San  Josd,  Stockton,  lone, 
Sacramento,  Marysville,  Red 
Bluff,  and  Oroville 

9.00  a.  New  Orleans  Express,  *Raymond 
(for  Yosemite),  Santa  Barbara, 
Los  Angeles,  Deming,  El  Paso, 
New  Orleans,  and  East 

9.00  a.     Martinez  and  Stockton 

*  9.00  a.     Peters  and  M  ikon 

$10.30  a.     "  Sunset      Limited,"       Vestibuled 

■  Train  through  to  New  Orleans. . 

1.00   p.     Niles,  San  Jose,  and  Livermore 

NUes,  San  Jose",  and  Livermore 

*  1. 00   p.     Sacramento  River  Steamers 

4.00  P.     Martinez,     San     Ramon,     Vallejo, 

Napa,     Calistoga,     El     Verano, 

and  Santa  Rosa 

4.00  p.  Benicia,  VacavUle,  Woodland, 
Knights     Landing,     Marysville, 

Oroville,  and  Sacramento 

I       4.30  r.     Niles,  San  Jose",  Livermore,  Stock- 
ton,     Modesto,      Merced,     and 

Fresno  

1      5.00  P.     Los     Angeles     Express,     Fresno, 
Bakersneld,  Santa  Barbara,  and 

Los  Angeles 

i       5.00    P.     Santa  Fe  Route,  Atlantic  Express 

for  Mojave  and  East 

6.00  p.    European  Mail,  Ogden  and  East... 

6.00   p.     Haywards,  Niles,  and  San  Jose1 

\  7.00  p.    Vallejo 

7.00  p.     Oregon       Express,        Sacramento, 

Marysville,    Redding,    Portland, 

Puget  Sound,  and  East 


6.45  A. 

7.15  r- 

6.15  P. 

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t  7-45    ?. 


SANTA   CRUZ  DIVISION  (Narrow  Gaage). 

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San    Jose,    Los    Gatos,     Felton, 

.    and  Santa  Cruz t  8.05  p. 

8.15  A.     Newark,     Centerville,    San     Jose", 
Felton,    Boulder    Creek,    Santa 

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New  Almaden,  Felton,  Boulder 
Creek,  Santa  Cruz,  and  prin- 
cipal Way  Stations *n.so  a. 

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San  J  ose  and  Way  Stations 5.06   p. 

Palo  Alto  and  Way  Stations 3.30   P. 

San  Jose,  Gilroy,  Tres  Pinos,  Santa 
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entirely  wholesome  ;  free  from  substances  foreign 
to  pure  milk.     A  perfect  product  accomplished  by  I 
a  scientific  process. 


GATHER  THE  ITEMS  NOW 

They  make  History  in  the  Future. 

We  take  orders  for  clipping  on  any  subject, 
including  Midwinter  Fair. 

BUREAU  OF  PRESS  CLIPPING, 
325  Dearborn  St.,  Chicago. 


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Collector — "  Say,  look  here,  I'm  tired  of  calling 
here  about  this  bill."  The  debtor— "  Well,  I'm 
mighty  glad  to  hear  it." — Life. 


The 
Place 

where  the  wear 
comes.  The  sil- 
ver, inlaid  in 
the  back  of 
bowl  and 
handle    of  our 

STERLING 
SILVER 
INLAID 

""spoons   and    forks    before 
plating, secures  the  wearing  service  of  solid  silver. 
Guaranteed 
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A  WOOD  OR  COAL  STOVE  IS  GETTER. 

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Patented. 

Each  article  stamped  on  the  back: 

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All  jewelers.     Made  only  by 

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Snlewmma2  Maiden  Lane,  H.  Y.     Full  line  of  onr 
goods  to  lie  seen. 


All  Kinds  of  Gas  Cooking  Stoves  and  Gas 
Grates.     Stove  Department, 

S.    F.  GAS-LIGHT    COMPANY, 

236     POST     STKKET. 

WHITE  STAR  LINE, 

United     States    and    Koyal    Mall    Steamers, 

Sailing  from  Liverpool  and  New 

York  every  Wednesday. 

FROM   NEW  YORK! 
Teutonic. .  ..December  12th  I  Majestic.  ■ .  .December  26th 
Britannic.  ..December  igth  | 

Salon  rates,  $5°  and  upward,  according  to  steamer  and 
accommodations  selected.  Excursion  tickets  on  favor- 
able terms.  Through  tickets  to  London  and  Paris, 
Second  cabin,  Majestic  and  Teutonic,  $35  and  $ia. 
Steerage  tickets  at  low  rates.  Tickets  for  sale  by  all  the 
leading  railroad  and  steamship  agents  in  San  Francisco. 

H    MAITLAND    KERSEY,  Agent, 

■g  Broadway,  New  York. 


CREEK  ROUTE  FERRY. 

From  SAN  FRANCISCO— Foot  of  Market  St.  (Slip  8)— 
*7.oo    *8.oo    9.00    *io.oo  and    11.00   a.    m„     *ia.3o, 
J1.00    *2.oo     3.00      *4.oo    3.00  and  *6.oo  p.  m. 
From  OAKLAND  —  Foot  of  Broadway  —  *6.oo      *7.oo 
8.00    *o.oo     10.00  and  *n.oo   a,    m.,    ti2.oo    '12.30, 
2.00    *3.co      4.00  and    ""5.00  p.  h. 
a  for  morning,    p  for  afternoon.    *  Sundays  excepted. 
t  Saturdays   only.     $  Thursdays   only.     J  Sundays  only. 
The  PACIFIC   TRANSFER   COMPANY  wfll 
call  for  and  check  baggage  from  hotels  and  residences. 
Inquire  of  Ticket  Agents   for  Time  Cards  and  other  in- 
formation. 


PACIFIC  WAIL  STEAMSHIP  CO. 

Through.   Line   to  New   York,    via    Panama. 

Calling  at  various  ports  of  Mexico  and  Central  America. 
Sailings  fat  noon)  from  company's  wharf,  First  and 
Brannan  Streets : 

SS.  San  Bias November  38th 

SS.  San  Juan December  8th 

SS.  Colon December  18th 

SS.  San  Jose December  28th 


Japan  and    China   Line   for  Yokohama  and 
Hong  Kong. 

Connecting  at  Yokohama  with  steamers  for  Shanghai,  and 

at  Hong  Kong  for  Indies,  Straits,  etc.: 

FOR  HONG  KONG,  VIA  YOKOHAMA: 

City  of  Rio  Janeiro. .  .Thursday,  December  13,  at  3  P.  m. 

City  of  Peking Thursday,  January  3,  at  3  p.  m. 

China  (via  Honolulu) Tuesday,  January  15,  at  3  p.  m. 

Peru Saturday,  February  2,  at  3  p.  m. 

Round-Trip  Tickets  to  Yokohama  and  return  at  re* 
duced  rates. 

For   Freight   or   Passage    apply    at  company's    office, 
No.  425  Marke'  Street. 

ALEXANDER  CENTER,  General  Agent. 


OCCIDENTAL    AND    ORIENTAL 

STEAMSHIP  COMPANY. 

FOB  JAPAN  AND  CHINA. 

NOTE   CHANGH   IN   HOUR  OF  SAILING: 

Steamers  leave  Wharf,  comer  First  and   Brannan  Streets, 

3  o'clock  P.  M.,  for 

YOKOHAMA  AND  HONG  KONG, 

Connecting  at  Yokohama  with  steamers  for  Shanghai. 

Steamer.     From  San  Francisco  for  Hong  Kong.      1894. 

Belgic Thursday,  November  15 

Oceanic,  (via  Honolulu).  .Tuesday.  December  4 

Gaelic 31  on  day,  December  24 

Belgic Thursday,  Jauuary  34,  1895 

Round-Trip  Tickets  at  reduced  rates. 
For   freight   and   passage   apply   at    company's   office. 
No.  425  Market  Street,  corner  First  Street. 

" P.  D.  STL' BBS,  Secretary. 

PACIFIC  COAST  STEAMSHIP  CO. 

Dispatch  steamers  from  San  Francisco  for  ports  in 
Alaska,  9  A.  M.  November  6,  21,  December  6,  si. 

For  B.  C.  and  Puget  Sound  ports,  October  27,  Novem- 
ber 1,  6,  11,  16.  21,  26,  December  1,  6,  11,  16,  21,  26, 
31,  and  every  fifth  day  thereafter.  For  Eureka,  Hum. 
boldl  Bay,  Steamer  Willamette  I'atlty,  every  Wednesday, 
9  a.  M.  For  Newport,  Los  Angeles,  and  all  way 
ports,  every  fourth  and  fifth  day  alternately  at  8  a.  m. 
For  San  Diego,  stopping  only  at  Port  Harford,  Santa 
Barbara,  Port  Los  Angeles,  Redondo  (Los  Angeles), 
and  Newport  every  fourth  and  fifth  day  alternately,  at 
11  a.  M.  For  Ensenada,  San  Jose  del  Cabo,  Maxatlan, 
La  Paz,  and  Guaymas  (Mexico),  Steamer  St.  Paul,  35th 
of  each  month.  Ticket-office,  Palace  Hotel,  4  New  Mont- 
gomery Street. 

GOODALL,  PERKINS  &  CO..  General  Agents, 
No.  10  Market  St  -•>,  Q4. 


THE        ARGONAUT. 


December  3,  1894. 


SOCIETY. 


The  Schwan-Demmg  Wedding. 
A  pretty  wedding  took  place  at  St.  Paul's  Church 
in  Sacramento  last  Thursday  at  half-past  twelve 
o'clock.  The  bride  was  Miss  Mary  E.  Deming, 
daughter  of  Mr.  Theodore  Deming,  of  Sacra- 
mento, and  a  niece  of  the  late  Mrs.  Charles 
Crocker.  The  groom  was  Mr.  L.  M.  Schwan,  a 
prominent  business  man  of  New  York.  The 
church  was  handsomely  decorated  with  flowers, 
and  was  crowded  with  friends  of  the  contracting 
parties.  The  bridesmaids  were  the  three  sisters  of 
the  bride.  Misses  Ella,  Daisy,  and  Mabel  Deming. 
all  of  whom  were  becomingly  gowned.  The  bride 
wore  an  elegant  robe  of  white  silk  of  stylish  de- 
sign. After  the  ceremony,  a  reception  was  held  at 
the  home  of  the  bride's  father.  Only  relatives  and 
very  intimate  friends  were  present  Mr.' and  Mrs. 
Schwan  will  reside  in  New  York  city. 


The  Gerstle  Reception. 
Mr.  and  Mrs.  Lewis  Gerstle  gave  a  brilliant  re- 
ception last  Tuesday  evening  at  their  residence, 
1517  Van  Ness  Avenue,  and  were  ably  assisted  in 
receiving  and  entertaining  their  guests  by  their  two 
daughters,  Misses  Alice  and  Belle  Gerstle.  The 
rooms  were  all  artistically  decorated  with  clusters  of 
roses  and  chrysanthemums  set  in  elegant  vases  and 
fancy  baskets  made  by  the  Alaskan  Indians.  The 
floors  were  canvassed  for  dancing,  which  was  en- 
joyed until  early  morning  to  the  music  of  Rosner*s 
Hungarian  Orchestra.  There  was  an  intermission 
at  midnight,  when  an  elaborate  supper  was  served 
under  Ludwig's  direction.  The  affair  was  a  pleas- 
urable and  notable  success. 


The  Ziska  Reception. 
Mme.  B.  Ziska  gave  an  enjoyable  reception  last 
Tuesday  evening  at  her  residence,  1606  Van  Ness 
Avenue,  which  was  attended  by  more  than  a  hun- 
dred of  her  friends.  The  first  event  of  the  even- 
ing was  the  dancing  of  the  menuet  de  la  cour,  in 
costume,  by  Miss  Alice  Ziska,  Miss  Mercy  Steven- 
son, Miss  Grace  Noble,  Miss  Florence  Levy,  Mr. 
Ernest  Wakeman,  Mr.  C.  N.  Jennings,  Mr.  Martin 
R.  Roberts,  and  Mr.  Leslie  Martin.  It  was  very 
prettily  presented,  and  was  followed  by  general 
dancing  and  the  service  of  refreshments,  which  pro- 
longed the  affair  until  the  early  hours  of  morning. 


Notes  and  Gossip. 

Announcement  is  made  of  the  engagement  of 
Mr.  Robert  B.  Hochstadter  to  Miss  Julia  Newmau, 
daughter  of  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Joseph  Newman. 

The  engagement  is  announced  of  Miss  Stella  B. 
Meyerstein,  daughter  of  Mr.  Louis  Meyerstein,  to 
Mr.  Edward  S.  Rothschild. 

The  Monday  Evening  Club  will  hold  its  second 
meeting  at  Lunt's  Hall  on  Monday  night,  Decem- 
ber 3d. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Leon  Sloss  will  give  a  reception  at 
their  residence  on  Van  Ness  Avenue  next  Thurs- 
day evening  for  the  purpose  of  introducing  Miss 
Greenewald  into  society. 

The  Friday  Night  Club  will  hold  its  first  meeting 
of  this  season  next  Friday  evening  at  Odd  Fellows' 
Hall.    It  will  be  an  assembly. 

Mrs.  William  V.  Bryan  will  give  an  informal 
matinee  tea,  from  three  until  seven  o'clock,  to-day 
at  her* residence,  1822  Pine  Street- 
Mrs.  A.  Pray  and  the  young  ladies  of  the  Van 
Ness  Seminary  gave  a  house-warming  at  the  new 
building,  1849  Jackson  Street,  on  Friday  evening. 
There  was  a  large  attendance,  and  the  evening  was 
very  pleasantly  passed. 

The  ladies  of  the  Mercantile  Library  Auxiliary 
announce  a  "  Trilby  "  concert  to  be  given  at  Metro- 
politan Hall  next  Wednesday  evening  for  the  ben- 
efit of  the  Mercantile  Library.  The  popularity  of 
"  Trilby"  and  the  interest  it  has  aroused  have  sug- 
gested the  concert.  Among  the  selections  to  be 
presented  are  Schubert's  "  Rosemonde,"  "Bon- 
jour  Suzon,"  "  Ben  Bolt,"  and  Chopin's  im- 
promptu in  A  fl.it.  Tickets  may  be  obtained  from 
Sherman,  Clay  &  Co.  or  from  any  of  the  following 
members  of  the  auxiliary  :  Mrs.  Hager,  Mrs.  Irving 
M.  Scott,  Mrs.  Peter  Donahue,  Mrs.  F.  J.  Symmes, 


Absolutely 
Pure 

A  cream  of  tartar  baking  powder.  High- 
est of  all  in  leavening  strength.  —  Latest 
UniUd  States  Government  Food  Report 

Royal  Baking  Powder  Co., 
i06  Wall  St.,  N.  Y. 


Mrs.  W.  C.  Burnett,  Mrs.  M.  S.  Lansing,  Mrs. 
Mary  Pray.  Mrs.  S.  S.  Murfey.  Mrs.  Isadore 
Bums,  Mrs.  Louis  Taussig,  Mrs.  W.  F.  Herrin, 
Mrs.  Henry  Gibbons,  Mrs.  Hall  McAllister.  Mrs. 
Jerome  Lincoln.  Mrs.  W.  F.  McNutt.  Mrs.  W.J. 
Younger.  Mrs.  Fanny  Lent,  Miss  Sarah  D.  Ham- 
lin. Miss  Nelly  Lowry,  Miss  A.  M.  Manning,  Miss 
Harker,  and  Miss  Mary  Lake. 

For  the  benefit  of  the  charity  work  of  the  Golden 
Circle  of  King's  Daughters  a  bazaar  will  be  held 
in  the  hop-room  at  the  Presidio  on  Saturday  after- 
noon and  evening,  December  15th.  Luncheon  will 
be  served  during  the  afternoon,  and  there  will  be 
dancing  and  refreshments  in  the  evening. 

An  entertainment  will  be  given  at  the  residence 
of  Mrs.  Louis  F.  Monteagle,  1830  Jackson  Street, 
on  Saturday  afternoon  and  evening,  December  8th, 
for  the  benefit  of  the  Pioneer  Kindergarten.  The 
evening  programme  will  consist  of  the  operetta, 
'*  Widows  Bewitched."  which  was  produced  re- 
cently with  much  success  at  the  Century  Club  by 
some  of  Miss  Withrow's  pupils  and  members  of 
the  Saturday  Morning  Orchestra.  The  cast  will  be 
the  same. 

The  Keramic  Club  will  give  an  exhibition  next 
Wednesday  and  Thursday  in  the  Maple  Room  at 
the  Palace  Hotel. 

A  bazaar  will  be  held  at  the  residence  of  Mrs.  A. 
Chesebrough,  2428  Jackson  Street,  next  Tuesday 
and  Wednesday  afternoons  and  evenings  for  the 
benefit  of  the  Children's  Home.  A  large  variety 
of  fancy-work,  suitable  for  Christmas  presents,  will 
be  for  sale. 

Miss  Julia  Crocker  gave  a  delightful  lunch-party 
recently  at  the  residence  of  her  mother,  Mrs.  Clark 
W.  Crocker.  1509  Sutter  Street.  Her  guests  were 
Mrs.  C.  W.  Crocker,  Miss  Fanny  Crocker,  Miss 
Ethel  Cohen.  Miss  Daisy  Van  Ness.  Miss  Cora 
Smedberg,  Miss  Mamie  Thomas,  Miss  Bessie 
Younger,  Miss  Claire  Tucker,  Miss  Carrie  Taylor, 
Miss  Ida  Gibbons,  Miss  Hilda  Macdonald,  Miss 
Emma  Butler,  Miss  Amy  Requa,  Miss  Mary  Bell 
Gwin,  M'ss  Isabel  McKenna,  and  Miss  Sara  Collier. 

Mr.  Lawrence  Van  Winkle  gave  a  box-party  at 
the  foot-ball  game  on  Thursday,  his  guests  being 
Mrs.  I.  S.  Van  Winkle,  Miss  Hoffman,  Miss 
Taylor,  Miss  Genevieve  Goad,  Miss  Simpkins, 
Miss  Ella  Hobart,  Mr.  H.  Jfc  Stetson,  Mr.  W.  R. 
Heath,  Mr.  Robert  L.  Coleman,  Mr.  William 
Taylor,  and  Lieutenant  W.  R.  Smedberg,  Jr., 
U.  S.  A. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  A.  B.  Moulder,  nte  Clarke,  gave 
their  second  and  final  post-nuptial  reception  on 
Friday  afternoon  and  evening  at  their  home,  2723 
Pacific  Avenue,  and  hospitably  entertained  many  of 
their  friends. 

Mr.  Allan  St.  John  Bowie  gave  a  theatre-party 
at  the  Baldwin  last  Monday  evening,  followed  by 
a  delicious  supper  at  his  residence  on  Jackson 
Street.  His  guests  comprised  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Alfred 
Bouvier,  Miss  May  Hoffman,  Miss  Emelie  Hager, 
Miss  Alice  Hager,  Miss  Lillie  Lawlor,  Miss  Emma 
Butler,  Mr.  Edward  M.  Greenway,  Mr.  Edward 
H.  Sheldon,  Mr.  Charles  Detrick,  and  Mr.  Charles 
K.  Mcintosh. 

Mrs.  Richard  T.  Carroll  gave  a  matinee  tea  last 
Tuesday  at  her  residence,  1520  Van  Ness  Avenue, 
in  honor  of  her  daughter,  Miss  Lizzie  Carroll.  It 
was  a  very  enjoyable  affair,  in  which  a  large  num- 
ber of  the  friends  of  the  hostess  and  her  daughter 
participated. 

Mrs.  J.  L.  N.  Shepard  gave  a  tea  last  Saturday 
afternoon,  at  her  residence  in  Oakland,  for  the  pur- 
pose of  introducing  to  society  her  granddaughter, 
Miss  Craven.  The  house  was  beautifully  deco- 
rated with  potted  palms  and  flowers,  and  a  large 
number  of  guests  were  entertained. 

Miss  May  Hoffman  invited  several  of  her  friends 
to  the  theatre  last  Saturday  evening,  and  afterward 
entertained  them  at  supper  at  the  University  Club. 
Her  guests  were  Mrs.  Southard  Hoffman,  Miss 
Emily  Carolan,  Miss  Carrie  Taylor,  Miss  Bertha 
Smith,  Miss  Alice  Hoffman,  Miss  Mamie  Thomas, 
Miss  Mary  Bell  Gwin,  Miss  Daisy  Van  Ness,  Miss 
Alice  Hager,  Miss  Aileen  Goad,  Miss  Genevieve 
Goad,  Mr.  Southard  Hoffman,  Jr.,  Mr.  E.  M. 
Greenway,  Mr.  Frank  Van  Ness,  Mr.  Addison  | 
Mizner,  Mr.  L.  S.  Van  Winkle,  Mr.  William  Carri- 
gan,  Mr.  Frederick  McNear,  Mr.  William  R. 
Heath,  Mr.  A.  B.  Williamson,  Mr.  Samuel  G. 
Buckbee,  Mr.  Lawson  S.  Adams,  and  Mr.  Henry 
N.  Stetson. 

Mrs.  Edgar  F.  Preston  introduced  her  daughter, 
Miss  Preston,  into  society  circles  last  Saturday  by 
giving  a  matinee  tea  in  her  honor  at  her  residence, 
1299  Taylor  Street.  It  was  an  exceedingly  pleas- 
ant affair  and  was  largely  attended. 

Mrs.  William  H.  Mills  and  her  daughter,  Miss 
Delia  Mills,  gave  a  large  matinee  tea  last  Saturday 
at  their  home,.  1707  Octavia  Street.  Several  of  their 
lady  friends  assisted  them  in  receiving  and  enter- 
taining  their  many  callers. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Joseph  S.  Tobin,  nit  Dimond, 
gave  a  small  theatre-party  at  the  Baldwin  last  Mon- 
day  evening.  Afterward  their  guests  enjoyed  a 
supper  at  their  new  home  on  Broadway. 

Mrs.  H.  M.  A.  Miller  entertained  about  two  hun- 
dred of  her  friends  delightfully  last  Monday  at  a 
m.uine^  tea  she  gave  at  her  home  on  Van  Ness 
Avenue. 

Miss  Emma  Butler  gave  an  enjoyable  matim-e 
tea  at  the  Hotel  Richelieu  last  Saturday  as  a  fare- 
well compliment  to  Miss  Ethel   Cohen,  who  will 


leave  next  week  to  pass  the  winter  with  her  sister, 
Mrs.  Daggett,  in  New  Haven,  Conn.  Many  friends 
of  the  young  ladies  called  and  were  most  hospita- 
bly entertained. 

Mrs.  Louis  F.  Monteagle  gave  a  pleasant  mati- 
nee tea  recently  at  her  residence  on  Jackson  Street, 
in  honor  of  Miss  Lucy  Upson,  of  Sacramento. 

The  members  of  the  San  Francisco  Verein 
opened  their  new  club-house,  at  the  corner  of  Post 
and  Leavenworth  Streets,  last  Saturday  evening. 
Only  members  and  their  families  were  present.  At 
ten  o'clock  Mr.  H.  L.  Simon,  president  of  the  San 
Francisco  Verein  Associates,  mounted  the  stage  in 
the  ball-room,  and  in  a  clever  speech  delivered  the 
building  to  the  club.  It  was  accepted  by  Colonel 
M.  H.  Hecht,  who  made  a  felicitous  response. 
Afterward  an  elaborate  supper  was  served  under 
the  direction  of  Ludwig,  and  dancing  was  enjoyed 
to  Huber's  music  until  a  late  hour. 

The  members  of  the  Concordia  Club  gave  their 
first  ball  of  the  winter  season  last  Wednesday 
evening,  and  it  was  an  extremely  pleasant  affair. 
The  large  ball-room,  the  corridors,  and  the  parlors 
were  handsomely  decorated  with  chrysanthemums, 
vines,  and  potted  plants.  There  were  more  than 
two  hundred  ladies  and  gentlemen  present,  and 
they  enjoyed  dancing  to  Ballenberg's  music  until 
about  three  o'clock  in  the  morning.  An  elaborate 
supper  was  served  at  midnight. 

The  ladies  of  the  Altar  Society  of  the  Church  of 
St.  Mary  the  Virgin  gave  a  tea  last  Tuesday  after- 
noon at  the  residence  of  Mrs.  Samuel  M.  Theller. 
2026  Pacific  Avenue.  Handsome  floral  decorations 
ornamented  the  parlors,  where  quite  a  large  as- 
semblage was  entertained  by  the  presentation  of  an 
excellent  musical  programme.  A  goodly  sura  was 
realized  for  the  altar  fund. 

The  chrysanthemum  tea  which  was  given  at  Miss 
Lake's  School  last  Saturday  was  a  fashionable  and 
a  financial  success.  There  was  music  by  Scheel's 
Orchestra  in  the  afternoon,  and  a  dance  at  night 
was  enjoyed  by  a  large  number  of  young  people. 


George  H.  Arnold,  one  of  the  present  chief 
clerks  at  the  Palace,  will,  on  January  1st,  com- 
mence the  duties  of  manager  of  the  Del  Monte 
Hotel,  relieving  George  Schonewald,  who  retires. 
Mr.  Arnold  will  be  in  charge  of  all  the  Pacific  Im- 
provement Company's  hotels.  He  has  lately  been 
with  the  Palace  only  about  two  months,  prior  to  that 
time,  for  a  period  of  a  couple  of  years,  having 
been  Mr.  Schonewald's  assistant  and  in  charge  of 
the  hotel  at  Castle  Crag.  Mr.  Arnold's  successor 
at  the  Palace  has  not  yet  been  chosen. 


The  new  post-office  at  Omaha  is  partially  built 
on  land  owned  by  Mrs.  Cleveland,  for  which  the 
government  paid  sixty  thousand  dollars.  Mrs. 
Cleveland  has  other  property  in  the  same  neigh- 
borhood worth  about  fifty  thousand  dollars.  These 
lots  she  inherited  from  her  uncle,  Ben  Folsom, 
who  went  out  to  Nebraska  as  a  pioneer  early  in  the 
fifties,  and  whose  "  grub  stake  "  was  furnished  by 
the  father  of  the  President's  wife. 


The  San  Francisco  Examiner  proposes  to  pub- 
lish a  special  edition  some  day  in  the  near  future, 
which  will  be  written  and  edited  entirely  by  promi- 
nent society  ladies  of  this  city.  These  ladies  will 
have  entire  charge  of  the  edition  in  every  partic- 
ular, even  to  making  the  head-lines  and  arranging 
the  "make-up."  The  proceeds  will  be  devoted 
to  a  well-known  and  deserving  charity. 

— Huber's  Orchestra  furnishes  excellent 
music  for  weddings,  receptions,  etc.  It  plays  at 
the  cotillions  of  the  Friday  Night  Club,  and  at  the 
Hotel  Del  Monte.    420  Eddy  Street.    Tel.,  East68i. 


—Opera  glasses— latest  Parisian  styles  in 
aluminum,  with  or  without  handles,  at  very  moder- 
ate prices.  Henry  Kahn  &  Co.,  Opticians,  642 
Market  Street,  Chronicle  Building. 


—  Cooper's  engravers  have  no  equal. 


IVORY 


-50AP 


TOR  CLOTHES. 

THE  PROCTER  Sl  GAMDLF  CO  ,  CINTL 


FOR 
ONE 
CENT 


Drop  a  postal  for  the  illustrated  booklet  of  Bvron — 
it's  sure  to  interest  you.  Gives  in  detail  the  qualities 
ot  the  various  springs,  and  what  they  cure  ;  tells  you 
of  the  hotel,  of  the  climate  of  different  seasons,  of 
the  cost,  etc. 

Winter  at  Byron  is  full  of  warm  sunshine,  inter- 
spersed with  occasional  showers. — No  fog,  no  snow, 
no  ice,  no  extreme  cold. 

BYRON 
HOT   SPRINGS 

Contra   Costa   Co.,  Cal. 

C.  K.  MASON,      -      -      -      -        MANAGER 


THE    WHOLE    HOME 

Is  made  more  beautiful,  more  attractive,  more 
home-like,  by  a  gift  of  a  piece  of  furniture  for 
Christmas.  We  have  never 
had  so  many  nor  such 
varied  pieces  of  beautiful 
furniture  especially  de- 
signed for  holiday  pres- 
ents. You  can  spend  a 
very  agreeable  and  profitable  afternoon  in  visit- 
ing us  —  not   to   buy — just   to  look. 


CARPETS,     RUGS,      3IATTINGS 


CALIFORNIA  FURNITURE  COMPANY, 

117-123  Geary  Street. 
ZISKA    INSTITUTE, 

1606     TAN     NESS     AVKNUK. 
English,     French,    and    German    Day    and    Hoarding 
School.    Twenty-eighth  year  begins  August  ist. 

MME.  B.  ZISKA,  M.  A.,  Principal. 


Christmas. 


THE  H.  S.  Crocker  Company  desire  to   an- 
nounce  that  they   are   now  prepared   to 
show  a  larger,  more  complete,  and  unu- 
sual stock  of  Christmas  Gifts  than  at  any 
previous  time. 

In  every  department  most  careful  attention 
has  been  paid  to  originality  of  design  which,  with 
the  best  workmanship,  gives  their  present  display 
a  character  and  desirability  peculiarly  its  own. 

H.  S.  Crocker  Company, 

Stationers, 

227,  229  Post  Street.  215,  217,  219  Bush  Street. 


December  3,  1894. 


THE        ARGONAUT. 


Movements  and  Whereabouts. 

Annexed  will  be  found  a  resume"  of  movements  to 
and  from  this  city  and  coast,  and  of  the  whereabouts 
of  absent  Californians  : 

Messrs.  William  and  Harry  Babcoclc  left  for  the  East 
over  the  Sunset  Limited  on  Thursday,  November  29th. 
They  sail  from  New  York  with  a  party  of  friends  on 
Saturday,  December  8th,  going  direct  to  Naples.  From 
there  they  go  to  Egypt,  where  they  intend  to  spend  the 
winter. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  William  H.  Crocker  have  returned  from 
Paris. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Truxton  Eeale  are  occupying  their  home 
on  Lafayette  Square,  in  Washington,  D.  C. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Harry  M.  Gillig  and  Mr.  Frank  L. 
Unger  sailed  from  Colombo,  Ceylon,  on  November  27th, 
as  is  learned  by  cable  advices  to  their  friends.  They 
were  on  their  way  to  Bombay,  India,  which  place  they 
expect  to  leave  on  December  nth.  Mr.  Donald  de  V. 
Graham,  who  certainly  went  with  them  a  part  of  the  way, 
is  believed  to  have  accompanied  them  on  their  trip  to 
India. 

Mrs.  C.  de  Noon,  Miss  Mabel  de  Noon,  and  Miss 
Emma  Lewis  have  taken  rooms  at  the  Palace  Hotel  for 
the  winter. 

Mrs.  J.  A.  Fillmore  and  Miss  Fillmore  have  returned  to 
their  home  after  a  protracted  Eastern  trip. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Gerritt  L.  Lansing  have  gone  to  Santa 
Barbara,  where  they  will  remain  several  weeks. 

Miss  Ella  Morgan  will  return  early  in  December  from 
Farmington,  Conn.,  where  she  has  been  attending  school. 

Mrs.  Jerome  Madden  and  Miss  Madden  will  receive  on 
the  first  and  third  Fridays  of  each  month  at  their  resi- 
dence, 2709  Sacramento  Street. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Henry  T.  Scott  and  Miss  Taylor  were  at 
the  Hotel  Vendome,  in  New  York  city,  last  week. 

Mr.  E.  S.  Pillsbury  recently  visited  friends  in  Boston. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  John  V.  C.  Comfort  and  Miss  Comfort 
have  returned  from  their  Eastern  visit. 

Mrs.  Rosalie  Greenebaum  and  Miss  Greenebaum  are  in 
Paris,  where  they  will  remain  throughout  the  winter. 

The  Misses  Alice  and  Ella  Hobart  and  Miss  Vassault 
returned  last  Sunday  from  a  five  weeks'  visit  to  the  East- 
em  States. 

Dr.  and  Mrs.  Henry  L.  Wagner  are  en  route  home 
from  their  tour  of  Europe,  and  are  expected  here  Tues- 
day. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Francis  J.  Carolan  are  at  the  Hotel 
Richelieu,  where  they  wul  remain  during  the  winter. 

Mr.  A.  H.  Small  has  gone  to  Honolulu  for  the  benefit 
of  his  health,  and  will  be  away  about  six  weeks. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  WakeQgld  Baker  have  gone  East,  and 
will  be  away  several  weeks. 

Mrs.  Robert  Morrison  has  returned  to  the  city,  and  is 
now  residing  at  the  Hotel  Richelieu. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Mountford  S.  Wilson  have  gone  East,  en 
route  to  Europe,  and  will  be  away  about  three  months. 

Mrs.  Joseph  McKenna  has  returned  from  a  prolonged 
visit  at  Paso  Robles. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Charles  Holbrook  have  returned  from  a 
month's  visit  at  Paso  Robles. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Frank  S.  Hicks  are  here  from  Los  An- 
geles on  a  visit  to  Mrs.  Hager. 

Miss  Lucy  Upson,  of  Sacramento,  has  been  in  the  city 
during  the  past  week  visiting  Mrs.  Louis  F.  Monteagle 
at  her  residence  on  Jackson  Street. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  I.  Strassburger  will  remain  during  the 
winter  at  the  Englisher  Hof,  Frankfort-on-the-Main, 
Germany. 

Mr.  Bert  Hecht  has  returned  from  a  prolonged  visit  at 
Portland,  Or. 

Dr.  Albert  Abrams  has  returned  from  avisit  to  Europe. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Frank  F.  Moulton  left  last  Tuesday  for 
New  York  city,  where  they  will  pass  the  winter. 

Mr.  Rudolph  Neumann  is  in  New  York  city. 

Miss  Fanny  Friedlander  has  gone  to  Washington, 
D.  C,  to  remain  during  the  winter  with  Mr.  and  Mrs. 
J.  Henley  Smith. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Allison  C.  Bonnell  will  pass  the  remain- 
der of  the  winter  at  the  Hotel  Richelieu. 

Among  the  recent  visitors  at  Byron  Springs  were  Mr. 
and  Mrs.  Henry  Wreden,  Dr.  D.  Keil,  and  Mr.  Louis 
Hammersmith. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  M.  H.  de  Young  have  returned  from  their 
visit  to  New  York  city. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Archibald  Douglas  Dick  have  leased  the 
residence  of  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Robert  Balfour,  2120  Broadway, 
for  the  winter. 

Army  and  Navy  News. 

The  latest  personal  notes  relative  to  army  and 
navy  people  at  the  various  posts  around  San  Fran- 
cisco are  appended  : 

Commander  D.  W.  Mullan,  U.  S.  N.,  will  take  com- 
mand of  the  Mohican  to-day. 

Medical-Inspector  J.  M.  Flint,  U.  S.  N.,  has  heen  de- 
tached from  the  Baltimore  and  from  duty  as  fleet  surgeon 
to  the  Asiatic  Squadron,  and  granted  three  months'  leave 
of  absence. 

Surgeon  C.  U.  Gravatt,  U.  S.  N.,  will  leave  here  next 
Tuesday  to  join  the  C/iarleslon. 

Lieutenant  Alexander  T.  Dean,  Fourth  Cavalry,  U. 
S.  A.,  has  been  granted  one  months'  leave  of  absence, 
with  permission  to  apply  for  an  extension  of  three  months. 

Ensign  W.  R.  Shoemaker,  U.  S.  N.,  has  been  detached 
from  the  Albatross  and  ordered  to  the  Philadelphia  as 
watch  and  division  officer. 

Ensign  Guy  H.  Bun-age,  U.  S.  N.,  has  been  appointed 
assistant  to  the  inspector  of  electric  lighting  at  the 
Union  Iron  Works. 

Lieutenant-Colonel  William  H.  Bell,  U.  S.  A.,  is  ex- 
pected to  return  to  duty  next  Wednesday. 

Major  John  A.  Darling,  Fifth  Artillery,  U.  S.  A.,  who 
has  been  taking  an  Eastern  trip  owing  to  illness,  has  re- 
turned to  duty. 

Major  John  G.  Turnbull,  Fifth  Artillery,  U.  S.  A., 
will  return  to  duty  at  the  Presidio  on  December  19th. 

Major  Thomas  M.  K.  Smith,  First  Infantry,  U.  S.  A., 
has  returned  to  his  company  at  San  Diego  Barracks  after 
a  prolonged  absence. 

Captain  James  Parker,  Fifth  Artillery,  U.  S.  A.,  Is  ab- 
sent on  duty  at  West  Point,  N.  Y. 

Lieutenant  James  F.  Bell,  Seventh  Cavalry,  U.  S.  A., 
is  acting  as  aid-de-camp  to  Brigadier-General  James  W. 
Forsyth,  U.  S.  A.,  commanding  the  Department  of  Cali- 
fornia. 

Lieutenant  Frank  Greene,  Signal  Corps,  U.  S.  A.,  will 
return  to  duty  as  chief  signal  officer  of  this  department 
on  December  18th. 

Lieutenant  William  F.  Hancock,  Fourth  Cavalry,  U. 
S.  A.,  is  on  duty  at  the  Washington  University,  St. 
Louis,  Mo. 

Lieutenant  Thomas  Ridgway,  U.  S.  A.,  is  on  duty  at 
Fort  Monroe,  Va. 

Lieutenant  Edward  T.  Brown,  Fifth  Artillery,  U.  S.  A  , 
is  on  duty  with  Battery  M  at  Fort  Canby,  Wash.. 

Lieutenant  William  G.  Haan,  Fifth  Artillery,  U.  S.  A., 
will  return  to  duty  on  January  7,  1895. 

Lieutenant  George  E.  Sage,  Fifth  Artillery,  U.  S.  A., 


is  on  duty  at  the  Mount  Tamalpais  Military  Academy  at 
San  Rafael. 

Lieutenant  Edward  F.  McGlachlin,  Jr.,  Fifth  Artillery, 
U.  S.  A.,  is  undergoing  instruction  at  the  Artillery  School 
at  Fort  Monroe,  Va. 

Lieutenant  William  R.  Hamilton,  Fifth  Artillery,  U. 
S.  A.,  is  on  duty  at  the  State  University  of  Nevada,  at 
Reno,  Nev. 

Lieutenant  Delamere  Skerrett,  Fifth  Artillery,  U.  S. 
A.,  is  undergoing  instruction  at  the  Artillery  School  at 
Fort  Monroe,  Va. 

Lieutenant  Harvey  C.  Carbough,  Fifth  Artillery, 
U.  S.  A.,  is  at  Fort  Monroe,  Va.,  undergoing  instruction 
at  the  Artillery  School. 

Lieutenant  George  G.  Gatley,  Fifth  Artillery,  U.  S.  A., 
is  now  attached  to  Light  Battery  D  at  the  Presidio. 

At  a  meeting  at  Regimental  Head-quarters  at  Fort 
Walla  Walla,  Wash.,  on  November  15th,  the  Fourth 
Cavalry  Polo  Club  was  organized  with  the  following 
active  members:  Colonel  C.  E.  Compton,  Captain  W. 
E.  Wilder,  Captain  J.  R.  Richards,  Jr.,  Lieutenant  R. 
A.  Brown,  Lieutenant  Cecil  Stewart,  Lieutenant  Clough. 
Overton,  Lieutenant  Gordon  Voorhies,  Lieutenant  E.  B. 
Cassatt,  Lieutenant  H.  S.  Hawkins,  Mr.  Mark  W. 
Reeves,  and  Mr.  Allen  Smith.  The  officers  of  the  club 
for  the  first  six  months  are  :  Colonel  Compton,  president ; 
Captain  Wilder,  vice  -  president ;  Lieutenant  Brown, 
treasurer  ;  and  Lieutenant  Cassatt,  secretary.  All  of  the 
other  officers  of  the  regiment  are  honorary  members,  and 
can  become  active  members  upon  application. 

A  team  from  the  Fourth  Cavalry  Polo  Club,  of  Fort 
Walla  Walla,  Wash.,  to  consist  of  Lieutenants  Overton, 
Voorhies,  Cassatt,  and  Hawkins,  and  Mr.  Mark  W. 
Reeves,  is  expected  here  soon  to  play  a  series  of  games 
with  the  Burlingame  Club  if  the  necessary  arrangements 
can  be  made.     They  will  bring  a  carlord  of  ponies. 


A  Summer  Girl's  Blunder. 

She  was  the  most  popular  girl  in  the  summer 
hotel,  and  when  two  of  the  others  came  into  her 
room  and  found  her  dissolved  in  tears,  they 
proffered  sympathy  at  once. 

"  Has  your  father  sent  for  you?"  cried  the  girl 
with  her  hair  looped  over  her  ear. 

"  Charley  has  gone  off  on  the  train  !  "  cried  the 
girl  with  the  penciled  brows,  in  a  tragic  tone. 

"  No — no — much  worse  !  " 

"  You  surely  never  lost  that  lovely  hat  overboard 
while  you  were  boating  ?  " 

"  Or  let  Jennie  get  the  strange  young  man  seated 
next  her  at  table  ?  " 

"Oh,  girls,  it's  much  worse  than  anything;  I 
think  I'll  go  into  a  convent — everybody  will  be  talk- 
ing about  it.  Promise  never  to  breathe  it,  and  I'll 
tell  you  all  about  it." 

"  We  never  will." 

"  Well,  you  know  that  lovely  new  young  man  ?  " 

"  No,  but  I  mean  to." 

"  Oh,  it's  about  him.  Mame  and  I  have  been 
just  crazy  to  know  him.  His-room  is  just  under 
ours,  and  we  hear  him  singing  in  a  baritone." 

"  Well,  Fred  knows  him,  and  he'll  introduce " 

"  Never  !  It  was  this  way  :  I  was  asking  Fred 
about  him,  and  he  told  me  that  he  wanted  to  know 
me  ;  that  he  said  those  little  baby  curls  about  my 
forehead  were  lovely — so  natural.  Then  we  saw 
him  coming,  and  Fred  offered  to  present  me  at 
once." 

"Of  course  you  agreed  ?  " 

"  If  I  only  had.  But  I  told  Fred  that  I  must 
speak  to  one  of  the  girls  first ;  then  I  flew  up- 
stairs. When  I  got  there  I  saw  at  once  that 
Mame  had  had  one  of  her  tidying  fits,  for  I 
couldn't  find  what  I  wanted.  You  see,  my  hair  was 
a  little  out  of  curl." 

"  Of  course." 

"Just  then  I  heard  Mame  coming,  and  I  said, 
crossly  :  '  I  wish  you'd  tell  me  where  on  earth 
you've  put  my  curling-iron.'  There  was  no  reply, 
so  I  repeated  my  query  in  a  still  crosser  tone." 

"  Mame  is  so  provoking  !  " 

"Listen  :  'I — I  think  there  must  be  some  mis- 
take,' said  a  rather  faint,  masculine  voice.  And, 
girls,  there  he  was  standing  near  the  door." 

"  My  goodness  !  " 

"I  just  stamped  my  foot:  'There  is  a  mis- 
take ! '  I  cried.  '  You're  in  the  wrong  room  and 
I'll  thank  you  to  get  out,'  and  I  advanced,  brush 
in  hand.  He  fled,  and  I  locked  and  double 
locked  the  door  ;  then  I  sank  on  the  floor  in  a 
heap  and  cried.  I  couldn't  forgive  him  for  mak- 
ing such  a  silly  mistake.  Suddenly  something 
struck  me  as  strange " 

"  You  surely  hadn't " 

"  I  just  had.  In  my  haste  I  had  missed  a  flight 
of  stairs  and  had  driven  the  man  out  of  his  own 
room.  Oh,  I'll  never  get  over  it  if  I  live  to  be  a 
hundred  !  " — Chicago  Tribune. 


MUSICAL    NOTES. 


Miss  Frances  E.  Willard  is  the  first  maiden  lady 
who  has  ever  celebrated  her  fifty-fifth  birthday  in  a 
public  manner. 


—  Owing  to  change  in  tariff,  we  have 
reduced  the  prices  of  all  Mousquetaire  Gloves,  the 
quality  remaining  the  same.  All  our  gloves  are 
branded  with  trade-mark.  They  are  sold  in  S.  F. 
only  at  7  Kearny  Street.      P.  Centemeri  &  Co. 


—  Cooper's  engravers  have  no  equal. 


—  Spectacles  and  eye-glasses  accurately 
fitted  at  reasonable  prices.  Henry  Kahn  &  Co., 
opticians,  642  Market  Street,  Chronicle  Building. 


—  Gentlemen's  full-dress  shirts  made  to 
order.    J.  W.  Carmany,  25  Kearny  Street. 


—  Kohler's  famous  Swiss  chocolates  at 
Wm.  L.  Greenbaum's,  205  Sutter  Street. 


-Cooper's  engravers  have  no  equal. 


Scheel  Symphony  Concert. 

Mr.  Fritz  Scheel  gave  his  eleventh  symphony 
concert  on  Friday  evening  at  the  Auditorium.  The 
selections  were  all  those  of  Rubinstein,  and  were 
never  before  produced  in  this  city.  A  large  and 
fashionable  audience  enjoyed  the  programme, 
which  was  as  follows  : 

Overture,  "  Dimitri  Donskoi  "  ;  symphony  No.  5  ;  suite 
No.  2  from  "  Bal  Costume";  dance  from  "Damon"; 
ballet  music,  "  Feramors  "  ;  valse  caprice. 

A  concert  is  to  be  given  at  Golden  Gate  Hall, 
Tuesday  evening,  December  4th,  by  Miss  Caroline 
Shindler,  a  young  San  Franciscan  possessing  a 
soprano  voice  of  rare  timbre.  She  is  to  be  assisted 
by  Mrs.  Carmichael-Carr,  Mr.  Sigmund  Beel,  and 
Mr.  Harry  A.  Melvin.  Seats  will  be  on  sale  at 
Sherman,  Clay  &  Co.'s  on  Monday. 


Miss  Etta  Bayly,  the  young  contralto,  will  give  a 
song  recital  nest  Wednesday  evening.  She  will  be 
assisted  by  Mrs.  H.  J.  Stewart,  pianist,  and  Mr.  J. 
H.  Rosewald,  violinist. 


The  members  of  the  Mills  College  Conservatory 
faculty  will  give  a  concert  at  the  college  at  two 
o'clock  next  Saturday  afternoon. 


DCCLXXXIV.— Bill  of  Fare  for  Six  Persons,  Sun- 
day, December  2,  1894. 
,  Onion  Soup. 

Potted  Shad. 
Lamb  Chops,  Tomato  Sauce. 
Oyster-Plant  Fritters.    Spinach. 
Roast  Ducks.      Currant  Jelly  and  Lemon  Sauce. 
Potato  Salad. 
Strawberries.     Princess  Pudding. 
Coffee. 
Princess  Pudding. — Soak  for  half  an  hour  in  half  a 
pint    of   cold    water    half    a    box    of   refined   isinglass  ; 
add  half  a  pint  of  boiling  water,  half  a  pint  of  wine,  the 
juice  of  two  lemons,   and   two  small  cupfuls   of  sugar. 
Beat  the  whites  of  two  eggs  to  a  stiff  froth,  and  stir  into 
the  jelly  when  it  begins  to  thicken.     Pour  into  a  mold 
and  place  upon  ice.     When  ready  to  serve,  turn  into  a 
glass  bowl,  and  pour  one  pint  of  soft  custard  around  it 
and  serve. 


—  Knox's  Sparkling  Gelatine  received 
the  only  medal  at  World's  Fair.  The  new  granu- 
lated package  dissolves  in  two  minutes.  Makes  one 
pint  more  jelly  than  shred.     Ask  your  grocer  for  it. 


Baron  Albert  de  Rothschild  has  just  given  two 
hundred  and  fifty  thousand  dollars  to  build  and 
equip  a  pavilion  in  the  Empress  Elizabeth  Hospital 
at  Vienna  for  women  suffering  from  cancer.  The 
money  constitutes  a  "  Bettina  "  fund,  called  after 
the  baron's  late  wife,  who  died  after  terrible  suffer- 
ings from  this  disease. 


Mrs.  Henry  Ward  Beecher,  of  Brooklyn,  N.  Y., 
was  a  visitor  at  Buffalo  Bill's  Wild  West  show  the 
other  evening,  and  was  an  object  of  great  atten- 
tion. It  is  the  first  entertainment  of  any  kind  she 
has  attended  since  her  husband's  death. 


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I   Don't  Forget 

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I  is  named  on  the  label, 

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\  "Pure  &  Sure." 


BALLENBERG'S  ORCHESTRA 

Furnishes  the  latest  European  and  East- 
ern Dance  Music  for  all  kinds  of 
Social    Gatherings. 

THE      PIONEER      ORCHESTRA 

Established  here  for  a  Quarter  of  a  Century 
Address  N.    BALLENBERG, 

In  Care  of  Sherman,  Clay  &  Co. 


Are  out  of  the  question  when  tortured  and 
disfigured  with  Eczema  and  other  itching, 
burning,  and  irritating  skin  and  scalp  dis- 
eases. A  Single  Application  of  the 
CUTICURA  REMEDIES  will  afford 
instant  relief,  permit  rest  and  sleep,  and 
point  to  a  speedy  and  permanent  cure. 

Sold  throughout  the  world.  Price,  CrmcTTRA, 
50c;  8oap,2oc;  KEsni.vE\T,$l.  Potter  Duca 
AND  Chfm.  Corp.,  Sole  Proprietors,  Boaton. 

©■"How  to  Cure  Baby'ddkinDUeafiea,"  free. 


THE 

CALIFORNIA 

HOTEL 

Absolutely 
Fireproof. 


This  new  and  luxuriously  furnished  hotel  combines 
the  attractions  of  hotel  life  with  all  the  comforts  of 
a  home.  Its  convenience  to  all  places  of  amuse- 
ment and  the  business  centers  is  an  advantage.  It 
is  surrounded  by  newly  and  smoothly  paved  streets 
and  guests  are  not  aroused  nor  disturbed  by  pass- 
ing vehicles  nor  clanging  street-car  bells.  "The 
California"  offers  to  the  man  of  family  a  quiet 
home  at  a  moderate  cost.  Transient  or  permanent 
guests  find  it  an  attractive  stopping  place.  The 
new  American  plan  dining-room  is  on  the  top  floor. 
The  Cafe  and  Banquet  Hall  is  on  the  first  floor. 

R.  H.  WARFIELD, 

Proprietor 


THE  HOTEL  RICHELIEU 

N.  E.  Cor.  Van  Ness  and  Myrtle  Avenues. 


The    Principal    and    Finest 

Family   Hotel  of  San  Francisco. 
Special    Pride    Taken    in    the 

Excellence    of   the    Cuisine. 
Elegantly    Furnished    Rooms 

Single    and    En    Suite. 
Permanent   Guests    Will    he 

Given   Special    Pates. 
Elevator  Buds  Day  and  Night. 


HOTEL  RICHELIEU  CO. 


HOTEL  PLEASANTON 

N.  W.  corner  Sutter  and  Jones  Streets. 

Centrally  located  and 
adjacent  to  all  of  the 

Erincipal  cable  -  car 
nes.  A  fashionable 
family  hotel,  having 
all  of  the  latest  mod- 
e  r  n  improvements. 
Sunny  and  elegantly 
furnished  rooms,  en 
suite,  with  baths,  or 
single.  Cuisine  on. 
surpassed.  Sanitary 
plumbing.  Passenger 
elevator.  Billiard 
Parlor.     Barber  shop. 

O.  31.  BKEXyAX,  Proprietor. 


Unexcelled  in  Appointments. 
Unsurpassed  in  Cuisine. 

THE    PALACE    HOTEL 


GUESTS  ENTERTAINED  ON  EITHER 
THE  AMERICAN  OR  EUROPEAN 


THE    GRILL    ROOM 

A  UNIQUE  INNOVATION. 

Is  the  Most  Elegant   Dining   Apartment  for 
Men  in  San  Francisco. 

Rates  Moderate. 


-:-    THE    COLONIAL    -:- 

PINE     AND    JONES    STS. 
New,    Elegantly    furnished    Family    Hotel. 

.    STRICTLY    FIRST-CLASS. 

Central  to  all  lines  of  cars. 


Clearance  Sale   of   Books 

At  Greatly  Reduced  Prices.     Beginning  Monday,  November  19th. 

DODGE   BOOK   AND    STATIONERY   CO. 

SUCCESSORS    TO     C.     BEACH, 
107    MONTGOMERT    SI1..    Opp.  Occ. dental  Hotel, 


16 


THE        ARGONAUT. 


December  3,  1894. 


take    t: 


"Sunset 
Limited" 

THE  NEW  TRANSCONTINENTAL  FLYER 

—  OF  THE  — 

Southern  Pacific  Company 

—  COMSIEN'CING  — 

Thursday,  |\|OV.     |?     |894 

—  AND  — 

Running:     every    Thursday     until 
further  notice, 

—  BETWEEN  — 

San  Francisco  — 
New  Orleans 


79 

HOURS 


OVER  THE  POPULAR 


Sunset  Route 


The  favorite  Koute  of  America  for 
Winter  Travel. 

A  SUPERBLY  EQUIPPED 

Solid  Vestibuled  Train 


-CONSISTING  OF- 


Pullman  Palace  Double    Drawing-Room   Sleeping-Cars, 

Dining  -  Cars,  and    Composite  -  Cars,    with    Buffet, 

Smoking- Room,  Bath-Room,  and  Barber  Shop, 

BRILLIANTLY    LIGHTED    BY    P1NTSCH    GAS. 


NO   EXTRA   CHARGE, 

All   first-class  tickets,    local   and   through,   honored   for 
passage.     Sleeping-Car  Berths  at  Regular  Rates. 


Dining-Car  Service   Best  Obtainable. 

Meals  a  la  Carte. 


Immediate  connections  at   New  Orleans  with  trains  for 
Chicago,  St.  Louis,  Cincinnati,  Louis- 
ville, and  Memphis. ; 

also,  with  LIMITED  TRAINS  of  the 

PIEDMONT  AIR  LINE 


Atlanta,  Charlotte,  Danville,  Washington,  Philadelphia, 

New    York,     Boston,     and    other 

Eastern  points. 


THROUGH  SCHEDULE: 

Leave  San  Francieco,  10.30  A.  M. ,  Thursday 
"       Log  Angeles,       4.00      "         Friday 

Arrive  El  Paso,        -        5.30      "         Saturday 
"        New  Orleans,      7.40  P.M.,    Sunday 
"        New  York,      -      1.25      "         Tuesday 

Through  Time  to  New  York  City  119  Hours 

Passengers  from  Los  Angeles  will  take  berths  in 
Special  Sleeping-Car  Thursday  Evening. 


For  further  information,  inquire  of  any  agent  of 

The     Southern    Pacific    Company 


RICH'D  GRAY.  T.  H.  GOODMAN, 

Gen.  Traffic  Manager.  Gen.  Passenger  Agent. 


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mi.  wt  for  a  Loan.  Iddreii.  UCTOAL  SAVINGS  AND 
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SCOTT  &  McCORD, 

HAY    AND    GRAIN     MERCHANTS 

Office,  Pier  21,  Steuart  Street. 

Telephone  No.  ioi. 

Main  Warehouses:  Pier  71,  Steuart  Street  and  241 
to  945  E**t  Street. 

Storacx  Warbkoubks:  449  and  451  Berry  Street  and 
449  and  45 J  Channel  Street. 


As  they  should  he  cleaned.    \ 

uhc  the 

Florence  Dental  PlateBrnah 

Ibo  only  brush  mode  for  the 

urposc.    Reaches  every  crev- 

x.    Outwears  three  ordinary 
brushes.    Bold  everywhere. 
Price    I  Florence  Hfki  Co., 
-  '■■■■■■    I     Florence    Iflius, 

Miter*  of  the  Prophyltyrllo  Tooth 
Bruin. 


BANK   FITTINGS 

mill  .    him!  School 

FURNITURE. 

Church  and  Opera  Chairs. 

C.  F.  W 10  UK  It  &  CO. 

I'nn     i«n il    Stockton   Street       Nun    FnuicUco. 


THE    ALLEGED    HUMORISTS. 


"  I  want  to  see  the  man  who  accepted 
"He'sout."     "Heis?"     "Yes;  ten 
Atlanta  Constitution. 


In  cash  : 
my  poem, 
dollars  1  "— 

Miss  Budd—"  Do  you  believe  in  long  courtships, 
Mr.  Benedick  ?"  Mr.  Benedick—"  I  don't  believe 
in  more  than  six  or  eight  hours  at  a  session."— Ex. 

"They  say  old  Smith  never  subscribed  for  a 
newspaper?"  "Never."  "Where  is  he  now?" 
"  Blowin'  out  the  gas  in  some  hotel!  "—Atlanta 
Constitution. 

Grymes—"  Your  wife  reminds  me  a  great  deal  of 
my  sister  who  lives  in  the  West."  UmUrdek— 
"  She  reminds  me  a  great  deal  of  her  first  hus- 
band."— Puck. 

"  Woman  will  be  famed  as  well  as  man  I  "  she 
ejaculated,  as  she  threw  down  the  book.  "Yes," 
responded  old  Cynicus,  "  for  untold  ages."— Boston 
Com  monwealth . 

Young  lady— ■"  What  is  the  price  of  that  bicycle 
costume?"  Dealer—  "That  is  not  a  bicycle 
costume,  miss  ;  it's  a  suit  of  sanitary  underwear." 
— Xcw  York  Weekly. 

"What  are  you  doing  now?"  asked  one  Yale 
man  of  another.  "  I'm  writing  for  a  living." 
"What  do  you  write?"  "Letters  to  the  gov- 
ernor."— Harlem  Life. 

Watts — "  So  you  don't  believe  that  the  good  die 
young  ?  "  Potts—"  That  used  to  worry  me  a  good 
deal  when  I  was  a  boy,  but  I  know  better  now." — 
Indianapolis  Journal. 

He—"  Do  you  think  blondes  have  more  admirers 
than  brunettes  ?  "  She — "  I  don't  know.  Why  not 
ask  some  of  the  girls  who  have  had  experience  in 
both  capacities?  " — Life. 

She — "  I  took  you  for  an  actor  the  first  time  I  saw 
you."  Henry  dejCourey  Footelights — "  And  where 
was  that  ? "  She — "  I  saw  you  walking  down 
Broadway  with  yourself." — Life. 

Doctor — "  No  ;  you  are  not  looking  well."  Fair 
patient — "  Well,  doctor,  what  would  you  advise  me 
to  do?"  Doctor— "  Marry  him  or  break  the  en- 
gagement.    You  need  a  rest." — Puck. 

"Have  you  ever  loved  another,  Tom?"  said 
Miss  Gush  to  her  husband.  "  Certainly,"  replied 
he;  "do  you  wish  written  testimonials  Irom  my 
previous  sweethearts  ?  " — Harpers  Bazar. 

She  trembled  with  rage.  "  Insult,  insult  !  "  she 
moaned  ;  "  and  yet  I  can  not  raise  a  hand,  un- 
less" (a  ray  of  hope  appeared)  "some  one  will 
come  along  and  unhook  my  waist  in  the  back." — 
Puck. 

Jagwell—"  What  makes  that  hen  in  your  back- 
yard cackle  so  loud?"  Wigwa.y—  "Oh,  they've 
just  laid  a  corner-stone  across  the  street  and  she's 
trying  to  make  the  neighbors  think  she  did  it." — 
Philadelphia  Record. 

Teacher — "  Tommy,  did  you  find  out  anything 
about  the  origin  of  the  dollar-mark  ?  "  Tommy — 
"I  asked  paw  about  it,  and  he  said  the  straight 
lines  stood  for  the  pillars  of  society  and  the  crooked 
one  for  the  way  they  got  their  money." — Cincinnati 
Tribune. 

A  wild  fear  seized  upon  her.  "  He  has  gone 
forever  !  "  she  shrieked.  She  had  secretly  enter- 
tained the  expectation  that  the  man  she  had  spurned 
would  come  back,  until  she  looked  over  the  hat-rack 
and  found  he  had  taken  a  much  better  umbrella 
than  he  brought.  "  Forever  1  "  she  moaned.— 
Detroit  Tribune. 

There  was  a  shadow  on  his  face.  "Alicia,"  he 
said,  with  trembling  voice,  "  I  believe  I  made  a 
mistake  when  I  married  you."  She  sternly  drew 
herself  up  to  her  full  height.  "  Athelstan  !  "  she 
gasped.  "  Yes,"  he  proceeded,  desperately  ;  "the 
more  1  think  of  it,  the  more  I  am  convinced  that  I 
gave  the  minister  an  X  instead  of  the  V  I  in- 
tended."— Puck. 

"  Isn't  it  glorious  I  "  exclaimed  the  enthusiastic 
girl,  as  she  leaned  over  the  taffrail  ;  "  doesn't  it  fill 
you  with  wild  delight  to  feel  the  breeze  fan  your 
cheeks  as  you  fly  before  the  wind,  the  white-caps 
speeding  after  you  ?  "  "  Yes  ;  it's  all  right  to  have 
'em  speeding  after  you  here,"  replied  the  sallow 

passenger,   "but  outin   Indianny "    Then  he 

remembered  and  became  silent. — Puck. 

"  If  I  were  asked  my  opinion,"  said  the  red-eyed 
man  in  the  jeans  suit,  "  I  would  say  it  was  Grover 
Cleveland  who  done  it."  "  Beg  pardon,"  said  the 
man  in  the  shiny  diagonals,  "  you  should  say  it  was 
Cleveland  who  did  it."  "On  second  thoughts," 
said  the  man  in  the  jeans,  "  I  will  say  neither.  I 
will  say  it  was  Grover  hoodooed  it,  and  let  it  go  at 
that." — Cincinnati  Tribune. 


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TABLE     OF    CONTENTS. 

Editorial:  The  President's  Message — What  Mr.  Cleveland  Did  and  Did 
Not  Say— The  Tariff— American  Shipping — The  Transcontinental 
Railroads'  Indebtedness — The  Nicaragua  Canal — The  Carlisle  Wall 
Street  Currency  Plan — The  Government 's  Finances — The  Silver  Ques- 
tion— Roman  Catholics  Crawfishing  on  Miracles — Common  Sense  Pre- 
vailing over  Priestly  Impostures — Saint  Augustine's  Simple  Explana- 
tion of  the  Miraculous — Ancient  and  Modern  Shrines — The  Revival  of 
Gold  Mining — The  Reckless  Adventure  of  the  Early  Days  and  the 
Business  Methods  of  the  Present — What  has  been  Done  and  What 
may  be  Expected — The  Proposed  Partition  of  China — Japan,  Russia, 
France,  England,  and  Germany  to  Divide  the  Celestial  Empire — How 
Its  Resources  might  be  Developed — Where  Would  American  Indus- 
tries Be? — Professor  Anderson  on  the  Vulgarity  of  San  Francisco — 
The  Vulgarity  of  Professor  Anderson's  Pupils — Hoodlumism  of  the 
Students  after  the  Foot-Ball  Match — Cleveland's  Blunder  in  Offering 
his  Services  as  an  International  "  Mediator" — Was  Gresham  the  Tool 

of  England? 1-3 

The  Ruins  of  Hank  Rooney's:  A  Strange  Tale  of  a  Deserted  Mining- 
Camp.     By  Edmund  Stuart  Roche 4 

More  About  "Trilby":  Interesting  Bits  Concerning  Du  Maurier's 
Famous  Novel  — "  Trilby  "  Entertainments — Slashing  English  Criti- 
cisms— The  Morality  of  the  Tale 5 

Women  and  Horses:  Our  New  York  Correspondent  writes  of  the  Fair 
Equestriennes  of  Gotham — The  Hunting  Clubs — Ladies  who  Ride  to 
I  Hounds— How  they  Dress  for  the  Field — First  Hunt  of  the  Meadow- 
I  brook  Club  —  Men's  Hunting  Costumes — The  Monmouth  County 
'       Horse  Show — Lady  Drivers — Mrs.  Fred.   Gebhard  Wins  a  Prize  for 

Driving  a  ' '  Bus  " 5 

London  Music-Halls:  The  Programmes  at  the  Cockney  Temples  of 
Gayety  —  The  Empire,  Alhambra,  Oxford,  Palace,  and  Tivoli  — 
"Living  Pictures" — The  Enormous  Profits — Why  the  Empire  was 
Closed — A   Row   at  the   Re-Opening— What    the    Ballets    are  Like— 

What  the  Stock  Companies  Pay 6 

A  Chat  with  Bret  Harte:  Harry  J.  W.  Dam  Interviews  the  Famous 
Story-Writer  in  his  London   Home — His  Early  Experiences  and  his 

Present  Appearance — The  Literary  Outlook 6 

Late  Verse  :  "  My  Guests,"  by  Sir  Edwin  Arnold 6 

Literary  Notes  :  Personal  and  Miscellaneous  Gossip — New  Publica- 
tions  7-8-9 

Drama:  The  Romantic  Drama — Stage  Gossip 10 

Panity  Fair  :  A  Champion  of  New  York  Women's  Beauty — An  Admirer 
of  Baltimore  Belles — Does  the  Young  Business  Woman  Never  Marry? 
— Strange  Tales  of  European  Dress  in  Japan — Japanese  Women's 
Mistakes  and  An  American  Woman's  Experience — How  a  Country- 
House  Party   is   Managed  in   England — A    Public    Divorce-Notice — 

About  Men's  Beards 12 

A  Lover  to  his  Lass  :  After  Reading  the  Medical  Press 12 

Storyettes:  Grave    and   Gay,  Epigrammatic  and  Otherwise — Dizzy  in 

his  Bath — Who  would  Go  to   Dinner — James  Russell  Lowell's  Forget- 

fulness — A  Lawyer 's  Criticism  of  Canning's  Statue — An   Anecdote  of 

I       "  Madame  Sans-Gene  " — Whistler's  Caustic  Reply  to  Oscar  Wilde — Sir 

I       Francis   Johnson's   Sharp  Tongue — "C.   C.  P.  343  " — A  Witty  Reply 

I      to  a  Wit — A  Story  of  a  Bohemian  Journalist — The  Mutations  of  a 

Verger — Why  Vatry  was  Proscribed — Nelson's  Loyalty  to  his  Friends 

L       — Why  the  Jury  Condemned  a  Man 13 

Society  :  Movements  and  Whereabouts — Notes  and  Gossip — Army  and 

Navy  News *4-*5 

The  Alleged  Humorists:  Paragraphs  Ground  out  by  the  Dismal  Wits 
\      of  the  Day 16 

b  The  message  sent  by  President  Cleveland  to  Congress 
fills  twelve  closely  printed  newspaper  columns.  It  would 
seem  as  if  Mr.  Cleveland  could  in  twelve  columns  have 
said  a  great  deal  But  there  is  a  great  deal  that  Mr.  Cleve- 
land did  not  say. 

He  did  not  say,  for  example,  that  an  election  had  recently 
been  held  in  this  country.  He  did  not  say  how  that  election 
had  gone.  He  did  not  say  that  he  and  his  party  had  met 
with  an  overwhelming  defeat.  He  did  not  say  that  the 
policy  which  he  has  partly  led  and  partly  bulldozed  his 
party  into  accepting  had  been  condemned  by  the  people. 
He  did  not  say  that  his  own  city,  his  own  county,  and  his 
own  State  had  gone  overwhelmingly  Republican,  and  that 
the  largest  city  in  his  own  State  had  gone  Republican,  too. 

No,  Mr.  Cleveland  did  not  say  any  of  these  things.     He 


says  of  the  tariff  that  "  the  act  passed  at  the  last  session  of 
Congress  needs  important  amendments,"  which  nobody  will 
deny,  and  he  further  remarks  of  his  party's  policy  that  "the 
advent  of  a  new  tariff  policy  invites  a  better  development  of 
American  thrift."  This  also  is  incontestable.  We  might  go 
further,  and  say  that  the  advent  of  the  free-trade  policy  of 
Mr.  Cleveland  and  his  party  not  only  has  developed  Ameri- 
can thrift,  but  American  economy ;  not  only  American 
economy,  but  American  poverty  ;  not  only  American  pov- 
erty, but  American  pauperism. 

But  Mr.  Cleveland  speedily  leaves  the  unpleasant  subject 
of  the  tariff.  Concerning  this,  also,  there  are  many 
things  that  he  does  not  say.  He  takes  up  the  subject  of 
free  ships,  and  strongly  advocates  the  repeal  of  the  law  de- 
nying American  registry  to  ships  built  abroad.  If  ships 
built  abroad  in  foreign  ship-yards,  where  labor  and  materials 
are  cheap,  can  obtain  American  registry,  we  may  point  out  to 
Mr.  Cleveland  that  there  will  speedily  cease  to  be  any  ships 
built  at  home.  American  ship-yards  would  disappear.  We 
would  not  be  able  to  construct  our  own  ships  of  war.  If  we 
became  involved  in  a  foreign  war,  we  would  have  to  lodge 
"  orders"  with  Krupp  or  Armstrong  for  ships  and  guns,  as 
a  man  lodges  orders  with  a  tailor  for  clothes,  and  then  wait 
for  them  to  be  sent  home,  like  a  pair  of  trousers.  Concern- 
ing the  effects  of  the  abolition  of  American  ship-building 
upon  our  national  commerce  and  our  national  honor,  Mr. 
Cleveland  has  nothing  to  say. 

Mr.  Cleveland  touches  but  lightly  upon  his  foreign  com- 
plications during  the  past  year.  He  says  of  Hawaii  that 
the  "  organization  of  a  government  in  place  of  the  provisional 
arrangement  which  followed  the  deposition  of  the  queen  has 
been  announced,  with  evidence  of  its  effective  operation. 
The  recognition  usual  in  such  cases  has  been  accorded  the 
new  government."  Concerning  the  intrigues  of  the  Royalists 
with  his  Commissioner,  Paramount  Blount ;  concerning  the 
attempts  of  the  Democratic  administration  to  use  the  men 
and  ships  of  this  republic  to  uphold  a  tottering  Polynesian 
throne  ;  concerning  the  report  made  by  Admiral  Walker 
upon  these  intrigues,  which  report  has  not  yet  been  given  to 
the  people,  and  which  is  believed  to  be  designedly  sup- 
pressed— concerning  all  these  things  Mr.  Cleveland  has 
nothing  to  say. 

The  matter  which  is  of  the  greatest  interest  to  the  Pacific 
Coast  is  the  question  of  settling  the  debts  of  the  transcon- 
tinental railways  to  the  government.  Concerning  the  indebt- 
edness of  the  Union  Pacific  Railway,  Mr.  Cleveland  says 
but  little,  and  concerning  the  indebtedness  of  the  Central 
Pacific,  Mr.  Cleveland  says  nothing  at  all. 

The  next  matter  which  most  interests  California  and  the 
whole  Pacific  Coast  is  the  construction  of  the  Nicaragua 
Canal.  Utterly  aside  from  the  local  interest  felt  here  in  this 
canal,  it  is  of  vital  importance  to  the  whole  United  States, 
partly  from  a  commercial  and  partly  from  a  strategic  and 
military  standpoint.  The  canal  should  be  constructed  ;  it 
should  belong  to  the  United  States  ;  and  Congress  should  in 
every  possible  way  further  that  end.  Yet  on  this  question  of 
the  Nicaragua  Canal,  so  vital  to  the  whole  country  as  well 
as  to  us  of  the  Pacific  Coast,  Mr.  Cleveland  has  nothing 
to  say. 

Mr.  Cleveland  has  much  to  say  concerning  a  new  cur- 
rency plan  devised  by  Mr.  Carlisle,  which  is  a  modification 
of  a  scheme  originated  by  some  Eastern  bankers,  and 
known  as  "  The  Baltimore  Plan."  In  brief,  this  plan  is  that 
the  national  banks  shall  put  up  as  security  thirty  per  cent,  of 
their  circulation,  and  then  issue  notes  for  the  whole  of  it.  A 
tax  of  one-half  of  one  per  cent,  is  to  go  to  make  up  an  "  in- 
surance fund "  designed  to  make  good  the  notes  of  the 
banks  that  burst.  At  present  the  national  bank-notes  are 
good,  because  the  banks  must  deposit  their  face  value  with 
the  United  States  Treasury  before  they  can  issue  them. 
What  warrant  there  is  in  the  law  for  this  government  to  in- 
dorse the  promises  to  pay  of  banking  corporations,  Mr. 
Cleveland  does  not  say. 

Mr.  Cleveland,  in  summing  up  the  government's  receipts 
and  expenditures,  says  that  there  has  been  a  reduction  in 
the  past  year's  expenditures  of  $15,000,000.     That   this  is 


due  to  cutting  off  pensions  of  about  $27,000,000,  and  that, 
excluding  this,  there  is  a  net  increase  in  the  expenditures  of 
$12,000,000,  Mr.  Cleveland  does  not  say. 

In  addition  to  his  silence  about  the  recent  elections  and 
his  brevity  about  the  tariff,  it  is  most  remarkable  that  Mr. 
Cleveland  should  not  know  that  the  most  important  question 
which  now  confronts  this  government  is  its  attitude  toward 
silver.  Whether  Congress  should  consider  all  silver  as  avail- 
able for  coinage,  or  whether  only  American  silver  should  be 
so  considered,  or  whether  any  limitations  should  be  placed 
on  the  coinage  of  even  American  silver,  Mr.  Cleveland  does 
not  say. 

Tradition  says  of  Cardinal  Me2zofanti  that  he  was  con- 
versant with  sixty  languages,  yet  rarely  spoke ;  it  has  been 
said  of  Field-Marshal  von  Moltke  that  he  was  silent  in 
seven  tongues.  Curious  as  are  these  facts,  it  is  even  more 
curious  that  Mr.  Cleveland  should  fill  twelve  columns  with 
his  message,  and  still,  concerning  so  many  matters  of 
moment,  have  nothing  whatever  to  say. 

It  seems  that  the  strain  put  upon  the  Roman  Catholic  laity 
by  the  miracle  epidemic  at  Lourdes  and  Ste.  Anne  de 
Beaupre  has  extorted  a  sort  of  apology  from  the  priesthood. 
The  organ  of  the  Papal  Church  in  this  city  thus  explains  the 
freedom  of  opinion  conceded  to  Roman  Catholics  : 

*' Is  it  true  that  God  has  made  Lourdes  a  holy  place  wherein  to 
work  His  wonders  ?  Now  let  us  say  at  the  very  outset  that  there  is 
no  obligation  on  the  Catholic  to  give  an  affirmative  answer  to  that 
question.  The  Catholic  is  just  as  free  as  the  Protestant  or  infidel  to 
form  his  own  opinion  on  the  matter  and  to  hold  to  his  own  opinion. 
If  he  thinks  the  whole  thing  is  a  sham,  and,  on  general  principles, 
without  any  investigation,  concludes  to  disbelieve  in  it,  he  has  full 
freedom  to  write  himself  down  an  ass." 

This  is  an  important  concession.  Some  months  ago,  be- 
lief in  the  miracles  wrought  at  Lourdes  was  an  essential 
article  of  Roman  Catholic  faith ;  so  much  so  that  the  Pope 
placed  on  the  list  of  the  index  of  forbidden  books  a  novel 
which  denied  the  truth  of  the  miracles,  and  individuals  who 
took  the  same  view  of  the  frauds  were  denied  the  privileges 
of  the  church.  Now,  it  seems,  his  common  sense  may  re- 
volt against  the  priestly  impostures  without  entailing  any 
severer  penalty  than  being  called  by  the  priestly  organ  "  an 
ass." 

In  order  to  let  the  church  down  easy,  however,  the  Papal 
organ  quotes  that  curious  passage  in  one  of  Huxley's  letters 
in  which  the  eminent  philosopher  says,  in  substance,  that  if 
we  assume  a  miraculous  cause,  we  must  admit  the  possibility 
of  a  miraculous  effect.  But  suppose  the  miraculous  cause 
is  not  admitted  ;  then  the  whole  scaffolding  of  miracles  tum- 
bles to  the  ground. 

The  controversy  is  as  old  as  the  hills,  though  the  priests 
of  Lourdes  and  Ste.  Anne  de  Beaupre  seem  to  fancy  it  is 
new.  St.  Augustine  solved  the  problem  by  assuming  that 
there  are  no  laws  of  nature,  but  that  everything  in  the  uni- 
verse is  regulated  by  the  will  of  God.  In  his  day,  this 
philosophy  was  universal.  In  our  time  we  know  that  every- 
thing is  regulated  by  fixed  and  generally  known  laws  of 
nature,  which  are  eternal  and  inviolable  ;  and  the  more 
prudent  commentators  explain  away  the  miracles  of  the 
Bible  by  describing  them  as  symbolical  or  allegorical. 
They  say  that  Joshua  did  not  stop  the  sun,  but  that  the  day 
of  the  battle  of  Bethhoron  was  an  unusually  long  day ;  in 
like  manner  they  explain  that  Christ  did  not  walk  upon  the 
water,  but  by  the  side  of  the  water.  This  is  a  much  safer 
way  of  dealing  with  biblical  legends  than  the  present  Papal 
priesthood  pursues  ;  but  then  there  is  no  money  in  allegorical 
miracles. 

The  trouble  with  the  modern  Papal  school  is  that  it  is  not 
of  its  time.  It  is  based  on  the  apothegm  that  the  church 
has  never  changed,  and  thus  it  proclaims  ancient  errors  as 
truths.  It  sets  its  face  against  the  demonstrations  of  logic 
and  the  discoveries  of  science.  It  attempts  to  resurrect  the 
philosophy  of  the  Middle  Ages  as  a  rule  of  conduct  to-day. 
It  digs  up  dead  bones  and  tells  its  followers  that  they  can 
heal  living  men.  Such  a  monstrous  imposition  upon  human 
intellect  is  naturally  perverted  by  the  knavish  for  purposes 
of  gain.     Under  the  lead  of  the  Pope,  priests  proclain 


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willingness  of  the  Almighty  to  intervene  in  human  concerns 
to  the  extent  of  curing  disease  ;  but  the  intervention  will 
take  place  only  at  certain  spots  where  the  faithful  have  con- 
tributed money  to  the  church.  There  is  no  scientific  reason 
why  the  water  of  Sle.  Anne  de  Beaupre  should  be  more 
efficacious  in  curing  disease  than  the  water  of  any  other 
spring,  but  it  is  only  at  Ste.  Anne  de  Beaupre,  Lourdes,  and 
such  places  that  machinery  has  been  rigged  to  wheedle  dol- 
lars out  of  the  pockets  of  true  believers.  If  the  priests  at 
Santa  Barbara,  or  anywhere  else  in  this  State,  were  to  make 
suitable  arrangements  with  Rome,  they,  too,  could  have  a 
miraculous  spring,  and  enough  pilgrims  would  flock  to  it  to 
be  healed  to  enliven  the  real-estate  market  there. 

It  is  painful  to  observe  a  decay  in  the  inventive  faculties 
of  the  miracle  contrivers.  In  the  Middle  Ages,  the  most 
famous  cradle  for  miracles  was  Loreto,  on  the  eastern  slope 
of  Italy,  near  the  Adriatic.  But  the  pilgrims  to  the  spot  got 
something  for  their  money.  In  the  first  place,  Loreto  con- 
tained the  casa  sanla,  or  holy  house,  which  was  doubly  en- 
deared to  the  faithful,  as  having  been  the  birthplace  of  the 
Virgin  Mary,  and  likewise  the  residence  of  the  Holy  Family 
after  the  return  from  Egypt.  It  was  a  brick,  one-story  build- 
ing, 27  '_.  by  12  '.,  and  it  was  carried  through  the  air  from 
Nazareth  to  its  present  site  by  angels,  who  must  have  been 
experts  in  house-moving.  Next  it  contained  a  statue  of  the 
Virgin  made  by  St.  Luke.  Finally,  it  was  full  of  exquisite 
works  of  art — statues,  carvings,  mosaics,  frescoes,  sculptures 
— by  the  greatest  masters  in  Italy.  It  was  natural  that  mira- 
cles should  be  performed  at  so  noble  a  shrine  ;  in  an  age 
when  piety  and  art  went  hand  in  hand,  the  belief  of  pilgrims 
in  the  efficacy  of  prayer  to  the  Virgin  at  Loreto  can  be 
understood,  and  the  priceless  treasures  which  have  been 
offered  to  the  tutelary  deity  in  recompense  for  imaginary 
cures  can  be  explained. 

Our  modern  shrines  are  sordid,  vulgar,  commonplace, 
worthy  of  a  hierarchy  of  peddlers  and  hucksters  of  masses. 
At  Lourdes,  every  second  store  is  devoted  to  the  sale  of 
rosaries  and  fraudulent  relics  ;  at  Ste.  Anne  de  Beaupre',  the 
priests  are  so  afraid  of  lay  competition  that  they  have  con- 
verted the  basement  of  the  church  into  a  shop,  where 
rosaries,  pious  books,  and  the  lives  of  saints  are  peddled  by 
the  priests  themselves.  From  the  hour  the  devout  leave 
the  train  till  they  reembark,  clerical  beggars  never  cease  to 
importune  them.  The  tonsured  rogues  promise  health  in 
this  world  and  happiness  in  the  next  in  exchange  for  dollars. 
For  dollars  they  will  promise  a  restoration  to  health  to  him 
who  is  dying  of  consumption.  For  dollars  they  will  guar- 
antee the  cure  of  the  cripple.  For  dollars  they  will  promise 
that  the  deaf  shall  hear  and  that  the  blind  shall  see.  They 
will  prolong  the  life  of  a  moribund  old  man  for  dollars,  and 
for  dollars  they  will  assure  the  mother  that  her  dying  child 
shall  lift  up  its  head.  It  is  all  dollars,  dollars,  dollars  from 
morning  to  night.  The  Deity  and  his  saints,  the  Holy  Virgin 
herself,  are  invoked  by  them  only  for  the  procuring  of 
dollars  ;  if  the  priests  thought  they  would  get  more  dollars 
by  setting  up  an  image  of  Buddha,  they  would  have  him 
canonized,  and  order  one  from  Japan  forthwith. 

Some  weeks  ago,  comment  was  made  in  these  columns  on 
the  surprising  increase  in  the  production  of  gold  throughout 
the  world.  Not  in  California  alone,  though  this  State  has 
recently  seen  unprecedented  activity  in  prospecting  and  de- 
velopment of  properties  ;  not  in  the  United  States  alone, 
though  the  output  last  year  was  one-tenth  greater  than  that 
of  the  year  before  ;  but  in  Australia,  in  British  Guiana,  in 
Mexico,  in  India,  and  in  South  Africa  production  has  been 
steadily  increased,  until  last  year  it  was  greater  than  had 
ever  before  been  known  in  the  history  of  the  world.  The 
high-water  mark,  the  record  established  when  California 
and  Australia  poured  their  richest  stores  into  the  lap  of  the 
civilized  world,  has  been  passed.  Steadily,  month  by  month 
during  the  present  year,  the  tide  has  continued  to  rise  until 
even  the  figures  of  last  year  have  been  left  far  behind. 
Until  last  year  the  banner  year  was  1853,  when  the  product 
was  $155,000,000.  But  in  1893  these  figures  were  exceeded 
by  half  a  million  ;  this  year  they  will  be  exceeded  by 
$15,000,000.  The  extent  of  the  increased  output  may  per- 
haps be  more  clearly  seen  by  another  comparison.  During 
the  years  186 1-5,  the  average  output  of  both  silver  and 
gold  was  $170,000,000.  Last  year  the  production  of  gold 
alone  was  only  $14,500,000  short  of  this  ;  this  year's  output 
of  gold  will  almost  exactly  balance  the  former  average  out- 
put of  both  metals. 

And  this  vast  access  of  wealth  has  been  received  and  ab- 
sorbed with  scarcely  a  ripple  of  comment.  Those  who  have 
not  come  into  contact  with  the  mining  industry  have  not 
realized  that  there  was  any  unusual  activity.  Haifa  century 
ago,  the  nugget  that  Marshall  picked  up  at  Sutter's  Mill  elec- 
trified the  world  ;  like  a  powerful  magnet,  it  attracted  the  ad- 
venturous from  every  civilized  country,  until  an  endless  train 

j  gold-seekers  reached  across  a  continent  and   extended  in 
an  unbroken  line  from  East  to  West  by  way  of  the  isthmus. 


Every  village  and  hamlet  was  infected,  and  the  tortures  of 
fever  or  the  perils  of  the  plains  had  no  terrors  for  the  young 
and  the  ambitious.  Then  were  miracles  wrought,  and  in  a 
day  a  peaceful,  pastoral  country,  with  its  sleepy  Spanish 
population,  was  transformed  into  one  vast  mining-camp, 
bustling  with  activity  and  teeming  with  energy. 

Of  this  spirit  of  reckless  adventure  we  see  nothing  to-day. 
South  Africa  alone,  among  the  newly  awakened  gold-fields, 
suggests  the  romance  of  the  early  days  of  California.  Per- 
haps it  has  more  of  the  element  of  picturesqueness  than 
other  localities  ;  perhaps  the  rapid  increase  in  the  output 
fires  the  imagination — the  product  of  last  year  was  five  mill- 
ions greater  than  the  year  before,  and  this  year's  output  will 
be  ten  millions  greater  than  last  year's  ;  perhaps  it  is  the 
newness  of  the  country  and  the  opportunities  for  advance- 
ment that  such  newness  offers.  But  while  all  this  may  ac- 
count for  the  superior  attraction  of  South  Africa  to  the  ad- 
venturous, it  still  leaves  unexplained  the  lack  of  enthusiasm 
in  other  localities.  There  is  no  lack  of  food  for  excitement. 
What  tale  that  heated  the  blood  and  fired  the  imagination  in 
those  days  of  gold,  however  fabulous  it  may  have  been  and 
however  exaggerated  by  repetition,  could  exceed  the  reality 
of  the  Utica  Mine,  in  Calaveras  County  in  this  State,  which, 
for  more  than  a  year,  has  yielded  a  monthly  average  of  two 
hundred  and  seventy  thousand  dollars  and  shows  no  signs  of 
exhaustion.  Seven  thousand  dollars  every  day,  includ- 
ing Sundays  and  holidays,  from  one  mine  is  a  product 
that  the  imagination  finds  some  difficulty  in  grasping.  Nor 
is  the  Utica  Mine  exceptional  save  in  the  degree  of  develop- 
ment. It  keeps  two  hundred  stamps  going  day  and  night — 
the  adjacent  properties  run  only  ten  or  twenty.  But  the 
Utica  ore  averages  but  fifteen  dollars  a  ton,  while  near  it  is 
the  Burney  Mine  averaging  twenty  dollars.  Other  proper- 
ties in  the  neighborhood,  fully  as  valuable,  are  lying  idle 
awaiting  development. 

Nor  is  the  locality  exceptional.  As  one  of  the  speakers 
remarked  at  the  recent  Miners'  Convention,  the  surface  of 
the  State  has  been  barely  scratched  over.  The  overflow 
from  the  buried  deposits  has  been  gathered  up  from  the 
rivers  and  washed  up  from  the  hill-sides  ;  the  sluice-box  and 
the  long  Tom  have  scratched  the  surface.  But  the  deposits 
below,  the  storehouses  of  wealth  that  lie  beneath  the  surface, 
have  not  yet  been  broken  into.  The  hydraulic  mines,  with 
their  easy  development  and  quick  returns,  have  retarded  the 
working  of  the  richer  quartz  properties.  That  some  advance 
has  been  made  is  proved  by  the  increased  output,  and  those 
who  are  in  touch  with  the  development  declare  that  the 
activity  continues  to  increase. 

Why,  then,  if  gold  mining  has  received  this  impetus  dur- 
ing the  last  two  years,  and  if  the  product  of  the  mines  has 
reached  such  unprecedented  figures,  has  there  been  this  ab- 
sence of  popular  excitement  and  interest?  Partly  because 
the  production  has  been  so  widely  diffused.  Fifty  years 
ago,  the  product  of  the  United  Slates  was  practically  con- 
centrated in  California  ;  to-day,  half  a  dozen  States  press  -it 
for  first  place,  and  half  a  dozen  others  have  outputs  of  no 
mean  proportions.  But  the  cause  is  deeper  than  this,  and  is 
found  in  the  methods  of  working  the  mines.  New  processes 
and  more  scientific  methods  have  made  it  possible  to  work 
ores  that  could  not  formerly  be  mined  at  a  profit.  Capital 
and  systematic  development  are  required  to-day,  and  these 
are  being  furnished  by  close  corporations.  Mining  is  on  a 
more  healthy  footing  than  ever  before,  and  is  attracting 
capital  that  it  could  not  formerly  reach.  The  future  is 
bright  with  promise,  for  the  next  few  years  will  see  con- 
tinued activity  in  development  and  wider  extension  of 
the  industry.  The  mines  are  worked  for  the  gold 
there  is  in  them,  and  not  as  speculative  propositions  ; 
hence  there  is  the  utmost  taciturnity  displayed  by  their 
owners.  It  is  difficult  to  get  any  figures  concerning 
their  output,  and  there  is  always  a  disposition  to  minimize 
the  returns.  This  is  partly  due  to  the  disposition  of  most 
careful  business  men  to  keep  their  business  to  themselves, 
and  partly,  perhaps,  to  the  fear  of  giving  information  con- 
cerning shipments  of  treasure  which  might  be  useful  to 
highwaymen,  who  are  already  too  thick  in  the  mining  re- 
gions. However,  the  details  concerning  the  output  of  the 
Utica  and  other  Calaveras  County  mines  come  from  C. 
Montenero,  himself  a  practical  miner,  who  says  that  it  is 
his  belief  that  there  is  as  much  gold  in  Calaveras  County, 
California,  as  there  is  in  all  of  South  Africa. 


In  the  bookstores  of  Tokio  and  Yokohama  a  new  map  of 
Asia  is  exhibited,  showing  the  proposed  partition  of  China 
which  is  expected  to  follow  the  Japanese  victories.  Japan 
itself  is  modest  ;  it  proposes  to  annex,  beside  the  peninsula 
of  Corea,  the  Chinese  provinces  of  Chin  King,  Chihli, 
Shang  Si,  and  Shantung — that  is  to  say,  all  of  China  north 
of  the  Yellow  River  and  east  of  its  north  fork — a  territory 
which  is  said  to  contain  seventy-five  millions  of  inhabitants. 
West  of  the  north  fork  of  the  Yellow  River,  Russia  is  to 
take  Shen  Si,  Kansuh,  with  the  great  sandy  desert  and  all  of 


Mongolia  ;  a  goodly  addition  to  Siberia,  and  unless  the  out- 
put of  the  gold-washings  in  Mongolia  increases,  about  as 
valuable.  To  France  are  conceded  the  provinces  which  she 
has  so  long  coveted — Kwang  Si,  Yunnan,  Kweichau,  and 
Se  Chuen,  the  richest  and,  for  their  area,  the  most  populous 
portions  of  the  empire,  as  they  contain  forty  millions  of 
people.  The  rest  of  the  empire — a  triangle  inclosed  between 
the  sea,  the  main  stream  of  the  Yellow  River,  and  the  me- 
ridian of  112  deg. — is  to  be  divided,  as  agreed  upon,  be- 
tween England,  Germany,  and  any  other  power  which 
claims  a  share  of  the  carcass.-  This  pretty  plan  of  partition 
beggars  the  partition  of  Poland,  over  which  so  many  tears 
have  been  shed. 

It  is  not  proposed,  as  we  understand  it,  to  dispossess  the 
native  occupants  of  the  soil,  who,  according  to  modern 
geographers,  number  four  hundred  millions.  They  are  to 
stay  where  they  are,  and  to  toil  for  their  new  masters. 
They  have  never  shown  what  we  call  loyalty  or  attachment 
to  the  government  under  which  they  live.  At  the  time  of 
the  Taiping  rebellion,  they  were  philosophically  neutral  be- 
tween the  government  at  Pekin  and  the  rebels.  For  twelve 
years  the  insurgents  held  control  of  the  best  portions  of 
Central  China,  with  the  assent  of  their  inhabitants.  Again, 
during  the  French  war  of  1882,  the  Chinese  supplied  the 
French  vessels  with  food,  and  charged  them  the  regular 
market  price.  At  Canton,  Choo-chou,  Foochoo,  Ningpo, 
and  Hangchoo  the  French  found  no  difficulty  in  procuring 
all  the  supplies  they  wanted  from  their  enemy.  The  people 
of  those  seaboard  cities  were  indifferent  spectators  of  the 
contest.  Hence  it  is  inferred  that,  if  foreign  powers  were 
now  to  split  China  up  into  provinces,  there  would  be  no  re- 
sistance or  even  discontent.  The  rank  and  file  of  the 
Chinese  people  would  pursue  their  daily  avocations  as  now, 
and  would  pay  the  same  taxes  as  they  now  pay. 

This  hypothesis  opens  up  a  wide  field  of  speculation. 
The  soil  of  China  is  generally  fertile,  and  has  been  cultivated 
for  countless  centuries  ;  but  the  cultivation,  though  indus- 
trious, is  not  intelligent.  Nothing  is  known  of  modern 
scientific  agriculture  or  of  the  application  of  mechanical 
science  to  cultivation.  The  farm  implements  now  in  use  are 
the  same  as  those  which  were  used  at  the  time  of  Christ. 
There  is  not  a  steam-plow,  or  a  reaper,  or  binder,  or  mower 
in  all  China.  Long  ago,  when  the  Chinese  mind  was  more 
alert  than  it  is,  there  was  a  system  of  irrigation  by  which  1 
arid  portions  of  the  loess  prairie  were  made  to  yield  crops. 
But  for  a  long  time  the  sources  of  the  artificial  water  supply 
have  been  choked  up,  the  banks  of  the  canals  have  caved  in, 
and  the  levees  which  confined  the  rivers  within  their  beds 
have  moldered.  Thus  vast  plains  which  formerly  supplied 
food  for  millions  are  now  barren  wastes.  It  only  needs  in- 
telligent direction  to  restore  their  ancient  fertility. 

China  produces  almost  all  the  raw  materials  which  are 
needed  to  supply  the  wants  of  man.  In  its  twenty  degrees 
of  latitude,  it  grows  everything — rice,  corn,  wheat,  sugar, 
cotton,  flax,  silk.  Before  1 S40,  it  did  not  import  a  pound  of 
any  of  these  commodities  from  abroad.  Even  now,  with  a 
couple  of  score  of  open  ports,  its  importations  are  so  small 
that  they  cut  no  figure  in  the  trade  tables  of  the  world.  But 
the  Chinese  people  lead  a  life  which  we  should  call  absolute 
pauperism.  They  neither  have  enough  to  eat  nor  enough  to 
put  on  their  backs.  When  a  drought  impairs  their  scanty 
crops,  they  sell  their  daughters  at  five  or  ten  dollars  a  head. 
Yet  the  people  would  have  the  means  to  buy  foreign  com- 
forts and  luxuries  if  they  raised  surplus  products  to  pay  for 
them.  This  they  would  do  if  the  raw  labor,  which  they  have 
in  superabundance,  \vere  set  to  work  under  intelligent  for* 
eign  direction  and  supplemented  by  the  appliances  of  foreign 
mechanical  skill. 

China  contains  every  requisite  for  successful  manufactur- 
ing industry.  Cotton  grows  abundantly  throughout  the 
Valley  of  the  Yang-tse-Kiang,  and  is  of  fair  quality. 
Labor  is  worth  from  five  to  ten  cents  a  day.  Metals  of  all 
kinds  abound.  The  coast  range  which  skirts  the  Pacific 
from  the  Province  of  Shan-tung  to  that  of  Kwang-tung  is 
seamed  with  quartz  veins  carrying  gold  and  silver.  They 
were  once  actively  mined ;  most  of  the  mines  are  now 
abandoned.  In  the  Province  of  Shansi  occurs  what  Baron 
Richthofen  pronounced  the  most  remarkable  coal  and  iron 
region  in  the  world.  It  is  said  that  there  is  coal  enough 
there  to  supply  the  world  for  centuries,  also  iron  beds  lying 
close  to  the  surface.  In  a  few^spots  Prince  Kung  is  carry- 
ing on  coal  mining  ;  he  is  said  to  have  made  himself  rich  at 
the  business,  but  he  has  no  imitators.  A  foreign  occupation 
of  China  would,  of  course,  lead  to  the  exploitation  of  these 
mineral  deposits. 

Perhaps  the  most  important  fruit  of  the  establishment  of 
European  authority  in  China  would  be  the  building  of  a  rail- 
road system.  But  the  peasantry  object  to  engineering  works 
which  disturb  the  graves  of  their  ancestors,  and  the  stolid 
Six  Boards  at  Pekin  have  always  clogged  railroad  conces-  ' 
sions  with  the  conditions  that  the  capital  must  be  Chinese 
and  the  directors  and  managers  Chinese.     The  first  effect  of 


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foreign  occupation  would  be  the  building  of  railroads  ;  and 
then  would  follow  the  import  and  export  of  goods. 

Suppose  this  partition  of  China  should  take  place  ?  Sup- 
pose these  toiling  millions  of  paupers  should  be  set  at  work 
under  the  direction  of  their  new  European  masters?  Sup- 
pose they  should  begin  to  turn  raw  cotton  into  cloth,  other 
textile  materials  into  fabrics,  ore  into  iron,  iron  into  steel, 
steel  into  machinery  ?  Suppose  they  began  to  supply  the  world 
with  manufactured  goods  ?  Suppose  these  four  hundred  mill- 
ions of  human  beings,  working  at  ten  cents  a  day,  should  be- 
gin to  compete  with  the  handful  of  toilers  in  this  country, 
working  at  two  or  three  dollars  a  day?  How  long  would  the 
Democratic  idea  of  "  free  trade  "  prevail  in  this  country  ? 
How  long  would  the  Republican  doctrine  of  "  protection  to 
American  industries "  continue  to  be  denounced  by  Dem- 
ocratic demagogues?  How  long  before  we  should  be 
forced  to  erect  a  protective-tariff  "Chinese  Wall"  to  pro- 
tect us  against  China? 

The  Examiner  has  entered  upon  a  plan  for  assisting  a 
very  worthy  charity  which  will  doubtless  result  in  many  dol- 
lars for  relieving  unfortunate  children,  and  at  the  same  time 
add  to  the  gayety  of  nations.  The  plan  is  to  turn  over  its 
entire  paper — from  editorials  to  advertisements,  up  or  down 
as  the  case  may  be — to  a  number  of  well  known  "  society  " 
matrons  and  girls  in  San  Francisco,  to  have  and  to  hold  for 
a  certain  space  of  time,  to  wit,  twenty-four  hours,  or  one  con- 
secutive day.  The  plan  is  not  entirely  new,  as  it  has  been 
tried  in  several  Western  cities  with  more  or  less  success. 
But  it  is  new  here,  and  there  is  no  doubt  that  it  will  be  suc- 
cessful financially,  and  be  the  cause  of  a  great  deal  of  harm- 
less fun. 

For  the  idea  itself  is  intrinsically  comic.  How  are  a  bevy 
of  society  matrons  and  girls  going  to  run  a  daily  paper  for 
a  day  ?  A  daily  paper  is  a  great  machine,  all  the  parts  of 
which  must  work  together  smoothly.  It  would  be,about  as 
feasible  for  the  ladies  to  expect  to  run  successfully  the  com- 
pound condensing  engines  of  the  mighty  liner  Lucania  for  a 
day.  Not  that  we  mean  to  underrate  the  intelligence  of  our 
matrons  and  our  girls.  Not  so.  But  while  they  may  be 
able  to  write  "copy,"  they  may  not  be  able  to  "edit 
telegraph  "  or  "  cut  copy "  on  time,  and  even  if  they  were 
able  to  edit,  cut,  or  "  head  up  "  local  stuff,  how  are  they  go- 
ing to  get  the  local  stuff?  They  must  bear  in  mind  that  if 
their  paper  comes  out  on  the  twenty-fifth  of  December,  the 
local  staff  can  do  nothing  until  the  day  before  ;  their  duty  is 
to  write  the  history  of  the  twenty-fourth  of  December,  and 
they  can  not  write  it  until  the  day  is  done. 

On  the  other  hand,  those  of  the  ladies  who  are  intrusted 
with  the  preparation  of  the  "  supplement,"  or  literary  pages, 
will  have  an  easier  task.  Time  is  not  of  the  essence  of  the 
contract  in  preparing  matter  for  the  "  supplement."  Much 
of  the  matter  is  not  timely,  and  that  which  is  timely  is  often 
"faked."  As  for  the  European  letters,  the  "women  only" 
column,  write-ups  of  prominent  rheumatism  doctors,  fashion 
gossip,  syndicated  serials,  voting  competitions  for  Napoleon's 
most  popular  battle,  art  gossip,  editorial  essays  on  "  The 
Coming  European  War,"  fish  stories,  and  snake  stories  that 
go  to  make  up  the  average  "  literary  supplement  "of  a  daily 
newspaper,  these  can  be  prepared  as  well — or  as  ill — next 
week  as  last  week,  next  year  as  last  year. 

But  it  is  the  local  department  that  the  ladies  will  find 
their  great  stumbling-block.  There  is  a  vast  amount  of 
routine  news,  which  is  extremely  uninteresting  to  the  gen- 
eral reader,  but  which  is  of  the  utmost  interest  to  certain 
readers ;  there  is  court  news,  news  from  the  hall  of 
records,  news  from  the  county  clerk's  office,  news  from  the 
hotel  registers,  news  from  the  custom  house,  news  from  the 
appraiser's  office,  news  from  the  steamship  docks,  news 
from  Oakland,  news  from  Alameda,  news  from  the  San 
Francisco  Sub-Treasury,  news  from  the  Mining  Stock 
Board,  news  from  the  Stock  and  Bond  Exchange,  news 
from  the  Call  Board,  news  from  the  Fruit  Exchange,  news 
from  the  Weather  Bureau,  and  news  from  the  Water  Front. 
All  of  this  is  routine  news,  but  which  none  the  less  must 
be  obtained.  The  young  ladies  detailed  to  procure  it  will 
find  it  very  stupid  work,  but  they  may  get  some  lessons  in 
accuracy  while  so  engaged.  Then  there  is  the  news  which 
is  not  routine  news — fires,  murders,  and  accidents.  The 
ladies  detailed  to  put  the  work  of  the  local  staff  into  shape 
will  find  their  plans  overturned  about  once  an  hour,  and  late 
in  the  evening  they  will  be  confronted  by  the  night  editor. 

No  lady  can  fill  this  post.  The  night  editor  will  have  to 
be  a  man,  because  all  night  editors  swear.  It  is  impossible 
for  a  night  editor  to  get  out  a  daily  paper  without  swearing 
— fully  as  impossible  as  it  is  to  drive  mules  without  the  use 
of  profanity.  It  is  the  duty  of  the  night  editor  to  go  around 
and  tell  all  the  other  editors  that  they  can  not  have  as  much 
space  as  the  managing  editor  said  they  could.  Then  he 
swears  and  goes  "  upstairs."  There  the  foreman  tells  him 
that  "  four  more  columns  of  ads  have  come  in."  Then  the 
night  editor  swears  and  goes  down-stairs.  He  again  tells 
his  toiling  editors  to  "boil  down,"  and  to  "cut  everything  to 


the  bone,"  but  he  does  not  cut  down  the  business-office 
"ads."  The  business-office  is  a  rock  against  which  even 
night  editors  dash  in  vain.  There  are  legends  in  newspaper 
offices  about  "  ads  "  having  been  left  out  by  bold  night  editors, 
but  these  legends  are  not  generally  believed,  and  probably 
such  instances  are  like  white  blackbirds. 

If  the  ladies  have  a  "late  watch,"  and  remain  ready  to 
write  up  a  belated  murder  or  a  two-o'clock  fire,  they  ought 
to  stay  until  the  "forms  go  down."  If  they  assist  at  this 
final  ceremonial,  they  will  doubtless  hear  some  of  the  most 
picturesque  profanity  of  which  the  language  is  capable. 
This  is  when  the  night  editor,  the  foreman,  and  his  assistants 
are  trying  to  finish  the  "  make-up."  It  may  be  that  out  of 
deference  to  the  feelings  of  the  ladies,  these  functionaries 
will  not  swear.  But  if  they  refrain  from  doing  so,  it  will 
follow,  as  the  day  the  night,  that  they  will  not  "  get  the  paper 
out  on  time." 

But  the  Examiner  will  probably  see  to  it  that  the  ladies 
have  no  disagreeable  experiences,  and  that  only  rosy  paths 
are  frequented  by  them  in  their  search  for  news.  So,  while 
the  magic  number  will  ostensibly  be  prepared  by  fairies,  we 
have  an  abiding  faith  that  it  will  in  reality  be  put  together 
by  the  regular  slaves  of  the  lamp. 


Last  week  the  Argonaut  remarked  that  Mr.  Cleveland 
and  Secretary  Gresham  had  exposed  this  country  to  gratui- 
tous and  uncalled  for  mortification  when  Japan  declined  the 
unasked  services  of  the  United  States  as  a  "  mediator  "  be- 
tween that  country  and  China.  We  said  at  the  time  that 
this  country  has  nothing  to  do,  in  any  contingency,  with 
settling  the  squabbles  of  Asiatic  nations,  and  that  to  mix  the 
United  States  up  with  foreign  quarrels  is  a  departure  from 
an  almost  unbroken  line  of  precedent,  running  from  the 
days  of  Washington  down.  The  New  York  Sun  which 
was  printed  on  the  same  day  as  the  Argonaut  is  just  to 
hand,  and  it  is  gratifying  to  see  that  the  Sun,  although  a 
Democratic  journal,  expresses  views  almost  identical  with 
those  of  the  Argonaut.  The  Sun  refers,  as  did  this 
journal,  to  the  previous  diplomatic  exploits  of  President 
Cleveland  and  Secretary  Gresham,  and  says  :  "  Why  is  it 
that  Secretary  Gresham  and  his  chief  seem  incapable  of 
touching  international  questions  without  committing  grievous 
and  disgraceful  blunders  ?  It  is  not  only  because  they  lack 
the  requisite  acquaintance  with  international  law  and  the 
records  of  this  country's  foreign  policy,  but  because  they  are 
wanting  in  the  true  American  spirit." 

The  Sun  goes  further,  however,  than  did  the  Argonaut, 
and  says  that  Gresham's  attempt  to  check  the  advance  of  the 
victorious  Japanese  was  inspired  by  England,  and  that  Sec- 
retary Gresham,  either  ignorantly  or  corruptly,  was  merely 
a  tool  in  English  hands.  We  do  not  agree  with  the  Sun  in 
thinking  Secretary  Gresham  is  corrupt — we  believe  him  to 
be  only  ignorant.  But  there  is  much,  no  doubt,  in  the  asser- 
tion that  England  inspired  the  United  States  to  attempt  to 
bring  about  peace.  At  the  beginning  of  the  Corean  squab- 
ble, the  British  Foreign  Office  invited  the  United  States  to 
join  Great  Britain  and  other  powers  in  interposing  and  pre- 
venting war.  Secretary  Gresham  was  apparently  on  the 
point  of  accepting,  but  he  speedily  was  "  called  down  "  by 
the  press  and  the  people,  for  there  is  as  yet  no  constitutional 
authority  empowering  a  Cabinet  secretary  to  declare  war — 
which  is  what  an  armed  "  interposition  "  means.  But  ever 
since  that  time,  the  pro-English  tendencies  of  Secretary 
Gresham  have  been  apparent.  They  were  notably  so  in  a  pub- 
lished interview  which  gave  great  offense  to  the  Japanese  Gov- 
ernment. It  is  not  likely  that  the  Japanese  would  accept  the 
United  States  as  a  "mediator"  with  Gresham  at  the  head  of 
foreign  affairs.  But  why  they  should  be  asked  by  this  coun- 
try to  accept  "  mediation  "  at  this  stage  of  the  war  is  incom- 
prehensible. They  have  taken  China's  strongest  fortress 
and  are  about  to  move  upon  her  capital.  For  other  coun- 
tries to  stop  them  now  would  be  to  deprive  them  of  the  fruits 
of  their  victory.  It  would  be  a  barren  war.  It  would  have 
been  fully  as  reasonable  for  the  United  States,  in  1870,  to 
have  asked  Germany  to  pause  on  her  way  to  Paris,  after 
Metz  had  fallen,  and  allow  this  country  to  "mediate"  be- 
tween her  and  France. 

The  United  States  is  not  interested  in  protecting  China. 
England  is  interested.  But  that  is  no  reason  why  Secretary 
Gresham  should  let  himself  be  utilized  by  England  to  pick 
chestnuts  out  of  the  Asiatic  fire. 


to  a  San  Francisco  audience.  Still,  if  Professor  Anderson 
believes  that  this  is  true,  he  is  an  honest  if  a  tactless  man 
for  saying  so.  But  waiving  that,  and  admitting  for  purposes 
of  argument,  the  further  charge  made  by  Professor  Ander- 
son that  "  San  Francisco  is  the  vulgarest  of  cities,"  let  us 
see  how  far  the  Stanford  young  men,  who  sit  at  the  feet  of 
Gamaliel  Anderson,  diminish  the  "vulgarity"  of  San  Fran- 
cisco when  they  come  here. 

On  Thanksgiving  Day  a  foot-ball  game  was  played  be- 
tween the  'varsity  elevens  of  Stanford  and  Berkeley.  There 
was  a  good  deal  more  profane  and  obscene  language  used 
around  the  grand  stand  by  the  students  than  was  ever  heard 
there  at  a  base-ball  game  played  by  plebeians.  Much  of  it 
was  of  such  a  nature  and  shouted  at  such  a  pitch  that  no 
one  for  yards  around  could  fail  to  hear  it.  Does  Professor 
Anderson  know  that  in  this  vulgar  city  such  exhibitions  at 
athletic  games  have  hitherto  been  unknown  until  some  of 
his  possible  pupils  so  favored  us  vulgarians  ? 

Many  years  ago  in  San  Francisco  there  was  a  vicious  class 
known  as  "  hoodlums."  In  every  large  city  there  are,  of 
course,  young  toughs,  but  the  San  Francisco  hoodlum 
seemed  to  be  the  toughest  of  the  tough.  He  was  cowardly 
as  well  as  vicious,  for  he  rarely  attacked  except  in  gangs. 
To  an  old  resident  the  almost  utter  disappearance  of  the 
hoodlum  is  most  marked.  On  a  Sunday  in  San  Francisco, 
from  twenty-five  to  thirty  thousand  people  are  often  assem- 
bled at  the  park  and  at  the  ocean  beach,  and  there  will  be  no 
affrays,  no  drunkenness,  and  no  offensive  incidents  of  any 
kind.  This  is  most  unusual  in  a  city  of  three  hundred 
thousand  inhabitants.  It  is  entirely  due  to  the  determined 
stamping  out  of  hoodlumism  by  the  people,  the  police,  and 
the  courts  of  San  Francisco. 

Now,  however,  there  is  danger  in  the  air.  We  regret  to 
be  obliged  to  tell  Professor  Anderson  so,  but  this  vulgar  city 
scents  hoodlumism  in  the  ruffianly  conduct  of  some  of  his 
pets  from  Palo  Alto.  On  the  night  after  the  foot-ball  game, 
gangs  of  these  young  ruffians  filled  themselves  with  steam 
beer,  and  paraded  the  down-town  streets,  jostling  the  passer- 
by, bawling  and  brawling,  "  cleaning  out "  bar-rooms,  tearing 
down  signs  and  awnings,  and  making  night  hideous  with 
their  noise.  They  began  the  evening  by  disturbing  the  per- 
formance at  the  reputable  theatres,  and  they  wound  it  up  by 
debauches  in  the  dives,  the  dance-halls,  and  even  worse 
places.  Had  Professor  Anderson,  his  head  among  the 
clouds,  his  eyes  among  the  stars,  come  to  San  Francisco  on 
Thursday  evening,  November  29th,  and  wandered  through 
that  San  Francisco  night,  where,  as  he  says,  "  the  moonlight 
and  the  starlight  soften  what  is  rough,  idealize  what  garish 
day  reveals  as  crude,"  he  would  have  found  much  that  is 
crude,  but  he  would  have  found  nothing  quite  so  crude — in 
fact,  we  may  say,  "  raw "  —  as  noisy  gangs  of  drunken 
Stanford  students  consorting  in  the  lowest  quarters  with  the 
vilest  of  the  vile. 

We  do  not  know  what  disciplinary  powers  are  possessed 
over  their  students  by  President  David  Starr  Jordan,  of  the 
Stanford  University,  and  by  President  Martin  Kellogg,  of 
the  University  of  California.  It  is  only  fair  to  say  that 
there  were  probably  few  if  any  Berkeley  students  mixed  up 
in  these  disgraceful  brawls,  as  they  would  not  be  apt  to 
celebrate  a  defeat.  But  whatever  the  university  presidents' 
power,  or  lack  of  power,  the  city  of  San  Francisco  objects  to 
being  made  a  dump  for  their  students  when  they  are 
drunk  and  disorderly.  It  is  too  large  a  city  for  its  citizens 
to  be  treated  like  burghers  in  a  town-and-gown  row.  It 
has  had  too  much  work  already  in  suppressing  hoodlumism 
to  allow  it  to  grow  up  here  again,  even  if  it  is  nurtured 
within  college  walls.  The  city  is  so  "  vulgar,"  as  Professor 
Anderson  would  say,  as  to  see  no  difference  whatever  be- 
tween a  tipsy  Tar  Flat  tough  in  a  dive  fighting  and  a 
drunken  under-graduate  fighting  in  a  dive.  It  thinks  both 
belong  in  the  "tank"  cells  at  the  city  prison.  We  would 
therefore  suggest  —  inasmuch  as  Professor  Anderson's 
doctrines  of  sweetness  and  light  have*,  had  no  appreciable 
effect  upon  the  Stanford  students'  manners  or  morals — 
that  the  chief  of  police  at  the  next  inter-collegiate  game 
here  make  special  arrangements  for  the  affair,  and  that 
extra  policemen,  extra  patrol-wagons,  and  extra  "  drunk 
cells"  be  provided  for  receiving  the  guests  of  this  vulgar 
city  of  San  Francisco — that  is,  when  they  come  from  the 
cloistered  walks  at  Palo  Alto,  where  Professor  Anderson 
walks  and  muses,  his  head  among  the  stars. 


Last  week,  Professor  Melville  B.  Anderson,  of  Stanford 
University,  delivered  some  remarks  at  a  benefit  given  to 
Miss  Emma  Frances  Dawson,  whom  he  called  "  a  dweller  in 
the  clouds  and  a  citizen  of  the  stars."  With  some  of  his 
remarks  we  shall  not  quarrel.  It  may  be  that  to  point  out 
"  the  crush  of  monopolies,  the  hard  commercialism,  the 
public  jobbery  and  robbery,  the  faint  religiosity,  the  parody 
of  social  elegance,  the  make-believe  literature  and  art," 
which,  according  to  Professor  Anderson,  are  common  in 
San  Francisco,  was  not  in  the  best   of  taste  while  speaking 


It  is  not  surprising  to'hear  of  Pennsylvania  going  Repub- 
lican, but  Mr.  Dallas  Sanders,  chairman  of  the  Pennsylvania 
Executive  Democratic  Committee,  has  issued  a  proclamation 
to  Philadelphia  Democrats  which  contains  some  surprising 
facts.  His  proclamation  is  evidently  designed  to  fire  the  Penn- 
sylvania Democratic  heart.  From  this  document  it  appears  that 
the  majority  for  Hastings,  the  Republican  candidate  for  gov- 
ernor, was  242,745,  which  is  larger  than  the  pluralities  of  all 
the  governors  elected  in  Pennsylvania  in  thirty-four 
added  together. 


THE         ARGONAUT. 


December  io,  1894. 


THE    RUINS    OF    HANK    ROONEY'S. 


A  Strange  Tale  of  a  Deserted  Mining-Camp. 

There  were  four  of  us  seated  before  the  stone  fire-place 
of  the  deserted  log-cabin,  where  the  chance  of  travel 
through  the  mountains  had  united  us  at  nightfall  —  the 
Theosophist,  the  Professor,  Calkins  (who  had  accompanied 
me  as  packer  and  general  factotum),  and  myself. 

We  were  fortunate  in  having  found  shelter  for  ourselves 
and  comfortable  housing  for  our  stock  in  an  adjoining 
shed,  for  the  first  snow  of  the  season  had  caught  us  on  the 
way  unprepared  for  rough  weather.  The  light  and  warmth 
from  the  flaming  logs  in  the  great  fire-place  emphasized  our 
good  fortune,  as  we  listened  to  the  soft,  tapping  drift  of  the 
sleet  and  the  intermittent  moaning  of  the  wind  outside. 
The  conversation,  influenced  doubtless  by  our  surroundings 
and  led  by  the  Theosophist,  had  turned  upon  uncanny  sub- 
jects, astral  bodies,  demonology,  and  haunted  houses. 

The  Professor,  a  dogmatic  person  with  an  authoritative 
manner,  a  resonant  voice,  and  a  lecture-room  delivery,  had 
listened  with  impatience. 

"  I  am  not  disposed  to  be  intolerant,"  he  said,  as  the 
Theosophist  paused  for  breath,  "and  in  the  course  of  a 
long  life  of  close  study  and  observation,  I  have  learned  to 
be  chary  in  the  use  of  the  word  'impossible,'  yet  I  feel  I  am 
supported  by  the  sense  of  the  vast  majority  of  educated 
and  intelligent  mankind  when  I  say  that  the  views  you  have 
advanced  can  not  be  considered  as  having  any  foundation  in 
reason  or  experience,  or  as  rising  beyond  the  field  of  bare 
speculative  assertion  or  mere  fanciful  conjecture.  There  is 
absolutely  nothing  which  can  not  be  accounted  for  on  en- 
tirely natural  and  intelligible  grounds  if  viewed  from  a 
rational  standpoint.  For  example,  these  '  well  authenticated 
cases  of  spectral  appearance,'  as  you  designate  them,  are  all 
susceptible  of  entirely  reasonable  explanation  without  ap- 
pealing to  a  weak  and  idle  credulity  for  their  support.  As  a 
mirage  is,  through  certain  favorable  atmospheric  conditions, 
but  the  picture  of  existing  objects  reflected  over  an  interval 
of  that  which  for  convenience  we  call  '  space,'  so  doubtless 
there  may  be  reproductions  of  the  form  of  objects,  and  if 
such  objects  are  persons,  of  their  movements  and  actions 
under  favorable  electrical  or,  as  you  would  term  them, 
mesmeric  or  odic  conditions,  after  an  interval  of  that  which 
for  convenience  we  call  '  time.'  There  is  an  exact  analogy 
between  the  two  occurrences.  The  so  -  called  '  haunted 
house,'  or  room,  or  walled  old  garden,  where  singular  and 
disturbing  appearances  silently  flit  athwart  '  the  pale  glimpses 
of  the  moon,'  is  in  no  wise  more  '  haunted '  than  the  open 
country  or  the  desert  where  mirage  effects  are  seen.  In  each 
case  there  is  the  reproduction  of  the  image  of  a  distant 
reality — in  the  one  instance  distant  in  time,  in  the  other  dis- 
tant in  space ;  but  in  neither  is  there  more  actual  spirit  or 
matter   involved  than  in  the   reflection  of  one's   face  in  a 

mountain  spring " 

"  Them  is  my  views,  down  to  the  ground,  Doc,"  solemnly 
interposed  Calkins,  giving  me  the  least  suggestion  of  a  wink 
and  altogether  ignoring  the  Professor's  annoyance  at  being 
thus  familiarly  addressed.  "  I'm  not  a  highly  educated  man, 
but  I've  thought  considerable  on  those  there  subjects,  and 
have  seen  some  queer  things  in  my  time.  Ten  years  ago, 
come  Christmas,  I  had  an  experience  which  squares  out  with 
the  theory  Doc  was  just  advancin'.  I  used  to  sort  of  half- 
believe  in  spirits  and  all  them  superstitions  ;  but  after  what 
I  seen  then,  I  dropped  such  ideas,  and  for  good  reasons, 
which  you'll  see  as  I  get  on.  I  think,  when  Doc  says  it's  all 
just  a  sort  of  plain,  once-in-a-while  time  mire-age,  he  gets  it 
down  about  right.  Whatever  it  is,  it's  a  hair-liftin',  soul- 
harrowin'  thing  to  look  at." 

Construing  the  brief  silence  which  followed  this  announce- 
ment as  an  invitation  to  proceed  with  his  story,  with  eyes 
fixed  reminiscently  on  the  fire,  he  continued  : 

"  I'd  been  out  prospectin'  all  the  fall  over'n  the  Funeral 
Range  overlookin'  Death  Valley,  and  found  a  lead  that 
showed  up  pretty  well  on  the  surface.  So  I  started  in  below 
on  the  hill  to  run  a  tunnel  to  cross-cut  the  ledge  a  couple  of 
hundred  feet  down.  I  had  a  partner  workin'  in  with  me,  to 
begin  with,  but  he  got  took  down  with  mountain  fever  and 
had  to  be  sent  in  for  treatment. 

"This  left  me  to  tackle  the  tunnel  lone-handed,  and  I 
found  I  couldn't  pick,  and  shovel,  and  wheel,  and  make  any 
headway,  and  was  pretty  near  minded  to  throw  up  the  job 
till  next  spring,  as  it  was  gettin'  well  on  toward  the  close  of 
the  year.  Then  I  recollected  that  across  the  valley,  at  the 
old  Peppermint  Camp,  there  was  a  half-dozen  chloriders 
gougin'  away  at  small  veins,  and  just  managin'  to  stagger 
along  and  keep  alive  at  it ;  and  I  set  out  next  mornin'  to 
ride  over  'n'  try  V  persuade  one  of  'em  to  come  back  with  me 
and  work  at  the  tunnel  for  grub  and  an  interest. 

"  It  was  a  long,  two-day  trip  with  a  good  mule,  three-quar- 
ters of  the  way  across  a  bad  stretch  of  desert,  and  then  you 
struck  a  range  of  bare,  ash-colored,  limestone  hills  t'other 
sjde  the  valley,  and  began  the  climb  up  toward  the  Pepper- 
mint Camp.  About  noon  of  my  second  day  out,  a  norther 
came  up,  and  blew,  well — just  like  only  a  norther  knows  how 
to  blow.  If  you  faced  it,  it  drove  your  breath  back  down 
your  throat  and  filled  your  eyes  with  sand,  and  with  your 
back  to  it,  it  just  rousted  you  along  like  you  was  no  conse- 
quence at  all,  and  was  bein'  took  by  the  collar  and  moved 
off  the  premises.  It  dried  up  all  the  moisture  in  your  sys- 
tem, made  your  hair  and  beard  feel  roughed  up  and  wiry, 
and  got  you  nervous  and  riled  up  all  through.  It  was  long 
after  sunset  when  I  come  in  sight  of  the  chloriders'  camp, 
which  was  just  outside  the  old  Peppermint  settlement. 

"The  days  was  short,  this  bein'  the  evenin'  before  Christ- 
mas ;  but  it  didn't  get  dark  when  the  sun  went  down,  for  the 
moon  rose  pretty  near  at  the  full,  and  made  things  as  bright 
all  round  and  plain  to  see  as  they  was  by  daylight.  The 
wind  dropped  just  at  sunset,  and  it  was  still  and  clear  and 
about  as  cold  as  ever  1  knew  it  down  in  that  country. 

I  tell  you  I  was  glad  to  see  them  cabins,  and  the  old 
Peppermint  sixty-stamp  mill  further  on,  and  the  little    treet 


just  below  it,  with  its  line  of  old,  rough  stone  buildings  and 
little  tumble-down  board  shanties  crowdin'  each  other  side 
by  side.  For  it  all  meant  shelter,  and  food,  and  warmth, 
and  company,  and  I  had  a  cravin'  for  'em  all,  particularly 
company,  for  I  hadn't  seen  a  livin'  thing  to  speak  to,  aside 
from  the  mules,  in  three  weeks,  and  you  get  to  feelin'  queer 
if  you're  too  long  away  from  somethin'  that  can  talk  back. 

"  I  rode  up  to  the  chloriders'  cabins,  but  no  one  was 
'round  and  the  doors  was  all  locked.  I  found  out  after- 
wards they'd  all  gone  over  to  Pahrump  to  pass  Christmas 
and  take  in  a  blow-out  bein'  held  there,  and  I  felt  mad,  and 
lonesome,  and  discouraged  all  through  when  I  see  they'd 
left,  and  that  me  and  the  mules  was  the  only  inhabitants.  I 
knew  there  wa'n't  no  one  else  'round,  for  while  Peppermint 
had  been  an  uncommon  big  and  lively  camp  in  its  day,  the 
bottom'd  dropped  out  of  things  fifteen  years  before,  and  the 
whole  population  had  stampeded  one  way  and  another,  and 
left  the  place  to  the  chloriders,  owls,  and  coyotes. 

"  I  didn't  stand  dreamin'  over  the  situation  very  long, 
though,  for  I  was  cold  and  hungry,  and  my  mules  was  tired 
and  needed  feed.  I'd  brought  both  my  animals  along  so's 
I  could  offer  transportation  to  my  camp,  in  case  I  could  get 
some  one  to  go  back  with  me.  There  was  plenty  of  cohete 
grass  growin'  all  'round,  and  a  spring  of  pretty  good  water 
near  by.  So  I  hobbled  my  mules  and  turned  'em  loose  to 
feed,  and  then  I  pried  out  the  staple  from  the  door  of  one  of 
the  cabins  and  took  possession.  I  see  all  I'd  got  to  do  was 
to  make  the  best  of  things  ;  so  I  built  a  fire  in  the  sheet- 
iron  cook-stove  I  found  inside  the  cabin,  and  after  gettin' 
warmed  up,  and  havin'  eat  supper,  I  lit  a  pipe  and  began  to 
feel  more  comfortable,  and  to  take  a  cheerfuller  view  of  the 
situation. 

"  Then  I  got  to  meditatin',  and  pictured  the  old  Pepper- 
mint Camp  as  it  used  to  be  when  things  was  boomin',  and 
when  we  all  thought  we  was  goin'  to  have  a  second  Virginia 
City  out  there  on  the  desert,  and  of  how  plenty  money  was, 
and  what  an  excitin',  gay  old  time  every  one  seemed  to  be 
havin'  while  it  all  lasted. 

"  Then  I  recollected  the  evenin'  before  Christmas,  just  fif- 
teen years  before — the  last  Christmas  the  camp  was  pros- 
perin' — when  we  had  the  big  time  down  to  Hank  Rooney's 
dance-house,  and  how  Sandy  McQuirk  got  shot  down  while 
dancin'  by  two  Mexicanos,  which  we  hung  up  then  and  there 
on  the  beam  in  the  back  shed,  and  then  went  on  with  the 
ball,  after  layin'  out  Sandy,  with  a  twenty  on  each  eye  and  a 
table-cloth  over  him,  in  the  room  back  of  the  bar.  It 
pretty  nigh  brought  tears  to  my  eyes  thinkin'  of  them  good 
old  times. 

"  As  I  set  there  considering  a  sort  of  cravin'  to  go  up  to 
the  mill,  and  see  the  old  buildin's  on  the  street  again,  come 
over  me,  and  I  got  up  from  the  box  where  I  was  sittin'  by  the 
stove,  and  went  to  look  out  of  the  door.  Everything  showed 
out  sharp-cut  in  the  moonlight,  and  the  sky  and  the  air  all 
'round  was  swept  clean  and  clear  by  the  norther.  The  wind 
was  hardly  stirrin',  but  there  was  a  sort  of  dry  chill  and  elec- 
tric tingle  in  the  air  that  let  you  know  that  the  norther  was 
still  on  deck,  even  if  it  had  quit  blowin'.  I  buttoned  up  my 
coat  and  started,  intendin'  first  to  take  in  the  mill  and  then 
drop  down  and  look  over  the  wreck  of  the  old  buildin's 
on  the  street.  I  don't  suppose  there's  anything  sorrow- 
fuller  to  see  than  an  old  deserted  quartz-mill  out  on  the 
desert  even  in  broad  daylight,  and  when  you  ain't  alone  ;  but 
take  a  look  at  one  on  a  quiet,  moonlight  night,  with  the 
whole  dead  country  for  fifty  miles  'round,  all  to  yourself,  and 
you'll  think  it's  the  lonesomest  thing  you  ever  see,  partic'- 
larly  when  you've  knowed  the  mill  when  it  was  workin'  and 
poundin'  away  for  dear  life  night  and  day,  like  it  was  the 
heart  of  the  camp,  testifyin'  that  the  place  was  alive  and 
hustlin'. 

"  Now,  I  wa'nt  gen'rally  given  to  gettin'  worked  up  and 
nervous  about  most  things,  but  I'll  allow,  when  I  stood  in 
the  boiler-room  of  the  old  mill,  and  looked  in  at  the  long, 
black  line  of  stamps,  restin'  idle  in  the  mortars,  the  whole 
place  bein'  so  deathly  still  you  could  hear  your  hair  grow, 
with  the  clear  moonlight  slantin'  in  through  the  windows, 
and  the  openin's  up  above  where  the  roofin'  had  fell  in,  and 
tried  to  peer  into  the  black,  shadowy  corners,  I  felt  some- 
how all  keyed  up  and's  if  somebody  had  come  up  stealthy 
and  was  standin'  just  behind  me  !  This  last  feelin'  kept 
gettin'  stronger,  and  once,  when  I  looked  'round  quick,  I 
could  have  sweared  I  seen  a  little,  bent  old  man,  with  soot 
on  his  face,  slowly  cross  the  floor  and  pass  behind  the  boiler  ! 
I  was  that  sure  I  seen  him,  that  I  called  out  '  Hello  ! '  and 
followed  right  'round,  but  I  didn't  get  no  answer,  except  a 
sort  of  jarrin'  echo  of  my  own  voice,  and  found  nothin'  but 
an  old  bellows  and  some  moldy  sacks  in  a  barrel,  out  of 
which  a  rat  jumped  and  scuttled  off,  with  a  squeak,  into  the 
shadows. 

"  Although  I  says  to  myself,  '  That's  nothin','  and  tried  to 
brace  up  and  feel  natural,  1  couldn't  stand  this  feelin'  which 
had  come  over  me,  of  not  bein'  alone,  and  yet  seein'  nobody 
no  longer,  and  knowin'  I  was  gettin'  rattled,  I  hurried  out  of 
the  buildin'  and  started  down  the  slope  toward  the  old  camp, 
and  felt  better  right  away  when  I  began  walkin'  and  had  got 
away  from  them  shadows  in  the  mill.  The  norther  was  be- 
ginnin'  to  come  up  again,  and,  after  the  stillness,  it  seemed 
refreshin'  even  to  hear  a  loose  piece  of  tin  roofin'  moved  by 
the  wind,  banging  away  somewhere  on  one  of  the  old  buildin's 
down  the  hill. 

"When  I  got  in  full  view  of  the  street,  I'll  allow  I  was 
out-and-out  flustrated  by  what  I  see.  There,  passin'  slowly 
along  through  the  rubbish  of  dead  weeds  and  grease-wood  on 
what  used  to  be  the  sidewalk  in  front  of  the  row  of  buildin's 
which  made  up  the  street,  was  groups  of  men  in  pairs, 
and  threes,  and  fours,  makin'  no  noise  that  I  could  hear,  and 
yet,  from  the  wavin'  of  their  hands  and  arms  and  the 
motion  of  their  heads,  all  talkin'  and  laughin'  as  they 
walked.  They  was  all  dressed  like  the  men  in  any  mining- 
camp  who've  just  cleaned  up  after  supper  and  are  out  for  an 
evenin'  stroll. 

"  At  first  I  thought  the  chloriders  had  come  back  whilst 
I  was  up  to  the  mill,  and  I  hurried  on  to  meet  'em.  But 
when  I  got  right  down  on  the  street  and  said  '  Hello,  boys  ! ' 


to  the  nearest  ones  and  got  no  answer,  they  not  so  much  as 
tumin'  an  eye  towards  me,  and  keepin'  right  along,  throwin' 
their  heads  back  and  showin'  their  teeth,  like  they  was 
laughin'  hard,  but  makin'  no  sound  with  their  voices  or 
with  their  feet  as  they  walked  ;  then  I  began  to  feel  all  over 
just  as  I  had  when  I'd  quit  the  mill — sort  of  numb  and 
strange,  and's  if  I  was  in  queer  company. 

"Then  I  looked  down  toward  Hank  Rooney's  old  stand, 
and  I  was  more'n  some  astonished  at  what  I  see  there. 
The  place  was  all  lighted  up  with  a  sort  of  bluish-white 
light,  like  they  had  a  big  electric-lamp  inside,  and  all  the 
people,  or  whatever  they  might  be,  was  crowdin'  in  there 
from  the  street,  talkin',  and  laughin',  and  gesticulatin',  yet 
not  a  sound  comin'  from  any  of  'em. 

"  Now,  while  I  allow  I  was  scared  clear  through,  my  curi- 
osity was  gettin'  on  top  to  see  all  this  goin'  on,  and  me  not 
knowin'  what  was  up  and  givin'  way  to  the  feelin',  I  just 
dropped  into  line  and  sauntered  along  toward  the  ruins  of 
Hank  Rooney's  with  the  rest  of  them — I  say  the  ruins  of 
Hank  Rooney's,  for  whilst  the  walls  of  the  place  stood  up  all 
right,  the  big  glass  front  had  all  blown  in  or  been  carried 
off,  and  only  part  of  one  broken  window-sash  was  remainin'. 

"  I  followed  in  with  the  rest  of  the  company,  and,  in  a 
flash,  as  I  stood  on  the  floor  and  stared  'round  the  room,  the 
whole  thing  looked  natural  and  familiar,  and  the  Christmas 
evenin'  ball,  fifteen  years  before,  came  back  to  me  !  There 
it  all  was  again  I  There  was  a  sprinklin'  of  women  dressed 
out  to  kill,  but  mostly  men  with  their  hats  on,  and  the  big 
room  was  crowded,  with  some  standin'  or  settin'  against  the 
walls,  and  some  dancin'.  On  a  platform  was  three  Mexi- 
canos doin'  the  music,  with  a  harp,  a  guitar,  and  a  fiddle,  but 
not  a  note  could  you  hear,  or  a  sound  of  feet,  or  talk,  or 
laughin',  although  everything  looked  to  be  just  a  boilin' !  I 
recognized  pretty  much  everybody  there,  and  among  'em 
Sandy  McQuirk,  dancin'  away  with  Manuela,  like  he  hadn't 
been  shot  and  dead  and  buried  fifteen  years  before. 

"  I'd  tried  speakin'  to  one  or  two  of  the  old  boys,  but 
they  didn't  look  at  me  nor  pay  no  more  attention  than's  if  I 
wasn't  'round,  and  then  my  voice  sounded  strange  and 
scared  me,  and  I  give  up  tryin'  to  talk.  There  was  a  queer 
look  about  all  these  folks,  they  was  unnatural,  somehow, 
didn't  seem  to  have  much  substance,  and  the  bluish-white 
light  in  the  room  wasn't  becomin'  to  'em.  '  There  was  one 
young  feller  who  cut  more  pigeon-wings  and  did  more  fancy 
double-shufflin'  than  anybody,  and  was  actin'  gen'rally  in  a 
very  triflin'  way  all  'round.  He  seemed  to  be  in  it  up  to  his 
neck.  He  looked  someways  familiar,  but  at  first  I  couldn't 
place  him.  I  was  studyin'  his  face,  and  wonderin'  where  I'd 
seen  him  before,  when  all  of  a  sudden,  as  he  came  waltzin' 
up  towards  me,  lookin'  no  account  and  ordinary,  I  see,  with 
a  regular  knock-down  shock  to  my  system,  who  he  was.  It 
was  just  me  ! — fifteen  years  younger  to  a  minute  than  I  was 
that  night.  It  was  mortifyin'  to  a  steady  man  like  I'd 
grown  to  be  in  all  them  years  to  stand  by  and  look  on  at 
myself  carryin'  on  in  that  hilarious  way,  and  to  know  it 
wa'n't  no  fancy  picture,  but  just  the  genuine  no-mistake  Cal- 
kins, goin'  on  just  as  I  now  recollected  doin'  fifteen  years 
ago  at  that  same  ball. 

"  Well,  I  got  startled,  as  I  say,  then  mad,  and  mortified, 
and  then  scared  stiff,  all  in  a  minute,  and  I  couldn't  stand  it 
no  longer,  and  I  just  remember  feelin'  that  if  I  stayed  there 
lookin'  on  another  second,  I'd  get  clean  unsettled  in  my 
mind,  and  I  made  a  break  out  of  the  buildin'  and  up  the  old 
street  back  toward  the  chloriders'  cabins,  runnin'  like  I'd  just 
touched  off  a  short-fuse  blast,  with  the  norther  blowin'  a 
gale  and  the  old  piece  of  tin-roofin'  clatterin'  an  accompani- 
ment as  I  run. 

"  I  don't  quite  know  to  this  day  how  ever  I  got  back  to 
the  cabin  or  turned  in,  I  was  so  all-gone  with  excitement. 
But  there  I  was,  all  right  enough,  in  the  mornin',  with  the 
sun  shinin'  in  at  the  window  and  the  norther  still  blowin'. 
I  started  right  back  to  my  claim,  but  my  nerves  was  so  shat- 
tered by  what  I'd  been  through  up  there  to  Peppermint  that 
I  gave  up  all  notion  of  goin'  on  with  the  tunnel,  and  went  in 
from  the  desert  for  the  winter. 

"You  can  see  now,  gen'lemen,  why  I  said  that  my  ex- 
perience at  Peppermint  squared  out  with  what  Doc  was 
sayin'  as  to  a  time  mire-age.  What  I  see  that  night  at 
Hank  Rooney's  was  just  repeatin'  what  had  been  goin'  on 
there  fifteen  years  before,  and  I  haven't  ary  doubt  that,  if 
I'd  had  nerve  to  stop  through  the  performance,  I'd  have  got 
the  whole  programme,  includin'  the  shootin'  of  Sandy  Mc- 
Quirk. If  I  hadn't  have  met  myself  there,  of  course  I'd 
have  stuck  to  it  that  the  place  was  haunted  ;  but  me — the 
other  one,  the  triflin'  Calkins — bein'  there  and  not  bein'  a 
spook,  although  I'll  allow  I — he — looked  it,  I  can't  see  no 
way  of  accountin'  for  it  all  except  by  Doc's  theory  of  its 
bein'  just  a  Christmas-evenin'  mire-age." 

"  Yes,"  said  the  Professor,  as  he  arose  and  spread  his 
blankets    for   the    night  ;    "  your   strange    experience,    Mr. 
Calkins,  supports  my  theory  perfectly.     It  was  doubtless,  as 
you  very  aptly  term  it,  simply  a  Christmas-eve  mirage." 
Edmund  Stuart  Roche. 

San  Francisco,  December,  1894. 


Nothing  has  given  such  an  impetus  to  the  cause  of  good 
roads  as  cycling.  The  wheeling  world  has  clamored  for 
better  and  smoother  pavements  all  over  the  country,  until  its 
demands  are  actually  being  granted,  with  immense  benefit 
to  the  general  public.  Washington,  with  its  fine  pavements, 
is  a  veritable  home  of  cycling.  In  Toronto,  Canada,  the 
streets  are  as  smooth  as  hard-wood  floors,  and  you  meet 
people  on  wheels  everywhere.  Many  of  the  smaller  towns 
have  a  surprising  number  of  cyclists  in  proportion  to  the  in- 
habitants. 


At  Marchegg,  near  Vienna,  during  a  recent  thunder-storm, 
hailstones  covered  the  railroad  track  to  a  depth  of  three  feet, 
impeding  traffic  for  hours. 


Some  one  has  stolen  the  cross  erected  by  order  of  Queen 
Victoria  on  the  spot  where  the  Prince  Imperial  was  killed 
by  the  Zulus. 


■BfefiKli 


/ 


December  io,  1894. 


THE        ARC  ON  AUT. 


6 


MORE    ABOUT   "TRILBY." 

Interesting  Bits  Concerning  Du  Maimer's  Famous  Novel—"  Trilby  " 

Entertainments— Slashing  English  Criticisms— The 

Morality  of  the  Tale. 


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"Trilby's"  wide  popularity — in  the  sense  that  many  peo- 
ple who  are  not,  ordinarily,  novel-readers  are  taking  a  lively 
interest  in  it — is  evidenced  by  many  indications,  not  the  least 
significant  being  the  "Trilby  Concerts."  These  are  made 
up  from  the  music  mentioned  in  Du  Maurier's  now  famous 
novel.  One  such  was  given  in  this  city  last  Wednesday 
evening,  under  the  management  of  the  ladies  of  the  Mercan- 
tile Library  Auxiliary  and  for  the  benefit  of  the  library's 
unfortunately  slender  exchequer,  and  a  very  interesting  pro- 
gramme was  presented,  including  Schubert's  "  Rosamonde," 
Adam's  "Noel,"  Chopin's  impromptu  in  A  fiat,  "Bonjour 
Suzon,"  "  Le  Capitaine  Roquefinette,"  and  the  much-discussed 
"Ben  Bolt,"  which,  as  our  readers  know,  is  not  an  English 
song  at  all,  but  the  production  of  Congressman  Thomas 
Dunn  English.  He  is  now  seventy-six  years  old,  and  it  was 
written  by  him  over  forty  years  ago.  Another  entertainment 
of  this  character  was  "  An  Evening  with  '  Trilby,'  "  which 
has  already  been  mentioned  in  these  columns.  It  was  given 
in  Omaha,  October  17th,  and  the  participants  were  all  gen- 
tlemen. The  subjects  of  the  papers  read  were  "  The  Story 
of  Trilby,"  "  Du  Maurier, his  Life  and  Work,"  "The  French 
of  Trilby,"  "The  Identity  of  the  Artists  in  Trilby,"  "Tril- 
by's Voice  and  Method,"  "Trilby  as  a  Hypnotic  Subject," 
"Could  Trilby  be  Successfully  Dramatized?"  After  each 
paper  there  was  Trilby  music,  which  included  "  Ben  Bolt," 
"Au  Clair  de  la  Lune,"  "  Malbrouck  s'en  va-t-en  Guerre," 
and  other  songs  and  instrumental  pieces. 

It  is  to  be  observed  that  these  amateurs  de  Trilby  do  not 
go  the  length  of  singing  "  Au  Clair  de  la  Lune,"  even  repeat- 
ing the  first  stanza  twice,  as  Trilby  did.  But  perhaps  they  are 
as  ignorant  concerning  the  song  as  is  Mr.  du  Maurier,  who 
declares  there  is  but  one  verse.  There  are  four.  The  first 
is  given  in  "  Trilby"  thus  : 

"  Au  clair  de  la  lune, 

Mon  ami  Pierrot  ! 
Prete-rooi  ta  plume 

Pour  ecrire  un  mot. 
Ma  chandelle  est  morte  .  .  . 

Je  n'aj  plus  de  feu  ! 
Ouvre-moi  ta  porte 

Pour  l'amour  de  Dieu  ! 

The  second  runs  : 

"  Au  clair  de  la  lune 
Pierrot  r£pondit : 
Je  n'ai  pas  de  plume, 

Je  suis  dans  mon  lit. 
Va  chez  la  voisine — 

Je  crois  qu'elle  y  est, 
Car,  dans  sa  cuisine, 
On  bat  le  briquet." 

The  third  stanza  contains  the  point  of  the  song  : 
"  Au  clair  de  la  lune 
S'en  va  Arl^quin 
Frapper  chez  la  brune 

Qui  re'pond  soudain  : 
Qui  frappe  de  la  sorte  ? 

11  dit  a  son  tour : 
Ouvre-moi  ta  porte 

Pour  le  dieu  d'amour." 

The  fourth  stanza  continues  in  the  same  strain,  and  it 
goes  further. 

Perhaps  the  most  surprising  circumstance  connected  with 
"Trilby"  in  the  eyes  of  American  readers  is  the  way  the 
book  has  been  received  in  England.  At  best  it  has  been 
accorded  lukewarm  praise,  and  the  tone  of  its  reviews  has 
run  the  gamut  down  to  downright  slating.  Some  have  been 
spiteful  enough  to  be  exceptionally  entertaining.  Of  these, 
that  of  the  Pall  Mall  Gazette  is  the  most  striking,  the  re- 
viewer of  that  journal  showing  himself  to  be  (as  an  exchange 
puts  it)  a  master  of  vituperative  diction.  To  this  reviewer, 
"Trilby's"  three  Englishmen  are  "British  prigs  cut  in 
pasteboard,"  and  their  biographer  is  denied  even  the  poor 
ability  to  express  himself  in  grammatical  English. 

Another  English  critic,  L.  F.  Austin,  thus  expresses  him- 
self in  the  Sketch  : 

"  The  story  is  most  artless,  discursive,  and  even  chaotic,  with  long 
dissertations  much  worse  than  Mr.  Marion  Crawford's  common- 
place reflections  on  philosophy  and  religion,  many  pages  of  them 
addressed  to  a  dog  called  Tray,  whose  qualities,  as  described  in  the 
familiar  lines, 

"  *  He's  faithful  and  he's  kind, 
And  his  tail  sticks  out  behind,' 
make  him  a  suitable  confidant  for  the  soul-struggles  of  Mr.  du 
Maurier's  young  hero.  It  is  impossible  to  read  these  passages  ex- 
cept in  sheer  amazement  at  their  triviality.  Then  there  are  desolate 
places  inhabited  by  phantoms  of  actual  celebrity,  disguised  under 
fictitious  names,  a  dangerous  kind  of  portraiture,  as  Mr.  du  Maurier 
has  reason  to  know,  and  not  only  dangerous,  but  grossly  inartistic, 
futile,  and  uninteresting.  .  .  .  Was  ever  anything  in  fiction  so  flat 
and  unprofitable?  What  reader  wants  to  find  himself  suddenly 
plunged  into  a  second-hand  dealer's  shop  in  which  there  is  a  number 
of  portraits  of  real  persons,  with  not  the  smallest  relevance  to  the 
story  ?  .  .  .  Trilby's  love-story  is  marred  because  the  young  painter, 
who  appeals  to  her  very  large  heart,  and  who  is  called  '  Little 
Billee,'  with  an  affectation  almost  maddening,  is  such  an  insipid 
specimen  of  sentimental  youth.  His  two  companions,  Taffy  and  the 
Laird,  though  drawn  with  many  genial  touches,  are  so  sketchily  indi- 
vidualized that  it  is  not  always  easy  to  tell  one  from  the  other.  But 
Trilby  O'Ferrall  is  a  truly  delightful  figure.  There  comes  a  time 
when  she  is  not  quite  human,  when,  indeed,  she  is  almost  as  por- 
tentously unreal  as  the  fate-bound  heroine  of  a  Saga.  .  .  .  Little 
Billee  wants  to  marry  the  lovely  model,  but  the  British  matron,  in 
the  person  of  his  mother,  arrives  in  time  to  make  Trilby  see  that 
such  a  misalliance  will  destroy  the  boy's  prospects,  though  there  is 
no  reason  in  the  world  why  a  painter  should  not  be  famous,  even  if 
be  does  marry  a  lady  who  has  sat  for  the  '  altogether,'  and  for  men- 
tioning whose  lapses  from  one  particular  virtue  Mr.  du  Maurier 
thinks  it  necessary  to  apologize  solemnly.  .  .  .  Here  is  a  romance 
which  may  well  overtax  the  most  robust  credulity.  When  Trilby  is 
absent,  Mr.  du  Maurier  sinks  into  the  depths  of  the  trivial — she 
seems  to  hypnotize  him  just  as  Svengali  hypnotizes  her.  It  is  one  of 
the  most  curious  obsessions  in  fiction." 

Our  readers  already  know  how  James  McNeill  Whistler 
practiced  his  "gentle  art  of  making  enemies"  by  objecting 
to  the  alleged  caricature  of  himself  in  the  character  of  Joe 
Sibley,  and  thus  wrote  in  a  letter  about  the  matter  : 

"Of  Mr.  George  du   Maurier's  pent-up  envy,  malice,  and  furtive 


01  u. 


intent  he  never  at  any  moment  allowed  me,  while  affectionately 
grasping  his  honest  Anglo-French  fist,  to  detect  the  faintest  indica- 
tion. Now  that  my  back  is  turned,  he  fires  off  in  an  American  maga- 
zine his  bomb  of  mendacious  recollection  and  poisoned  rancor. 
The  lie  with  which  it  is  loaded  a  mon  intention  he  proposes  for  my 
possible  '  future  biographer' — but  I  fancy  it  explodes,  as  is  usual,  in 
his  own  waistcoat." 

It  will  be  remembered  that  the  publication  of  "Trilby" 
was  delayed,  in  order  that  the  offending  matter  might  be 
cut  out,  and  also  that  a  beard  might  be  added  to  the  chin  of 
Joe  Sibley  (rechristened  Antony)  in  the  picture  opposite 
page  132,  and  Harper  &  Brothers  wrote  a  letter  of  apology 
to  Mr.  Whistler,  which  we  have  already  published. 

The  publishers  have  also  reproduced  a  letter  to  the  late 
James  R.  Osgood,  concerning  "  Trilby,"  in  which  Du  Maurier 
said. : 

"  I  have  no  notion  whether  it  is  suited  to  a  periodical  or  not — you 
will  see  ;  probably  not — but  if  it  is,  I  want  to  be  well  paid  for  it.  If 
Harpers  doesn't  see  its  way  to  it,  I  shall  offer  it  elsewhere,  and  after 
that,  I  shall  put  it  in  the  hands  of  an  agent.  1  am  in  no  hurry  to 
come  before  the  public  as  a  novelist  before  I'm  ripe,  and  to  ripen 
myself  duly.  I  am  actually  rewriting  it  in  French,  and  you've  no  idea 
what  a  lesson  that  is  !  " 

On  the  point  of  the  morality  or  immorality  of  the  book, 
the  hidepetident  says  : 

"  Mr.  du  Maurier,  apparently  in  deference  to  the  current  craze  for 
heroines  that  have  been  seduced,  or  are  just  going  to  be,  bedaubs 
the  first  fifty  pages  of  his  otherwise  clean  story  with  telling  how  his 
pure  heroine,  Trilby,  a  blanchisseuse  de  fin,  had  been  led  astray,  and 
so  forth.  That  is  to  say,  he  unnecessarily  goes  behind  the  true  door 
of  his  story  to  wash  some  dirty  linen,  and  then  he  sets  forth." 

The  Nation^  too,  condemns  this  part  of  the  book  : 

"The  love-story  on  which  the  sketches  of  persons,  scenes,  and 
events  are  strung  is  effusively  sentimental  and  unimpressive.  Trilby's 
devoted  love  for  Little  Billee  is  a  graceful  assumption  not  made  cred- 
ible ;  and,  indeed,  the  vivacious grisette  is  herself  a  fiction,  a  fantasy, 
a  dream.  It  would  be  hard  for  Mr.  du  Maurier  to  make  good  his 
ecstatic  chaunts  to  Trilby.  In  the  fit  of  shame  born  of  Little  Billee's 
horror  at  finding  her  posing  for  the  nude  in  an  atelier,  she  writes  a 
letter  which,  among  other  curious  information,  contains  the  names  of 
the  men  with  whom  she  has  had  temporary  liaisons,  and  the  com- 
ment :  '  I  knew  how  wrong  it  was  all  along — there  is  no  excuse  for 
me — none."  The  dislike,  amounting  to  horror,  felt  by  Taffy,  the 
Laird,  and  Little  Billee,  of  Trilby's  posing  for  the  '  altogether,'  does 
not  jibe  with  the  author's  authoritative  declaration  that  to  all  artists 
'  nothing  is  so  chaste  as  nudity.'  If  this  be  true,  why  was  not  Trilby's 
exhibition  of  her  body  regarded  as  a  practical  lesson  in  the  encour- 
agement of  high  thought  and  fine  feeling  ?  " 

The  New  York  Sun  is  tolerant  in  theory.     It  says  : 

"  Trilby  was  an  artist's  model  ;  she  posed  for  '  the  altogether,'  as 
she  termed  it,  for  '  the  figure,'  as  the  artists  say.  Among  the  artists 
she  had  had  lovers  ;  frankly,  had  been  their  mistress  ;  and  Du 
Maurier  said  only  about  that  much  in  that  respect  in  the  serial 
version.  So  notably  clean  and  high-minded  a  journal  as  the  Argo- 
naut, in  condemning  the  clamor  of  those  who  find  '  Trilby  '  im- 
moral, reprints  the  account  of  Trilby's  mistrips  as  it  appears  in 
the  book  as  a  warning  to  girls  '  who  have  not  arrived  at  the  age  of 
discretion.' 

"  With  those  who  think  these  passages  immoral,  we  can  not  agree. 
Mr.  du  Maurier  has  treated  with  candor  some  facts  belonging  to  the 
realm  of  things  which  are  usually  understood  instead  of  being  talked 
about  ;  but  he  has  done  this  with  singular  manliness  and  delicacy, 
and  with  entire  absence  of  mawkish  or  other  improper  sentiment. 
The  impression  of  Trilby's  character  left  upon  the  reader  is  entirely 
that  of  a  noble,  generous  woman,  whose  life  is  not  a  sin,  but  a 
tragedy.  .  .  . 

"  'Trilby'  is  not  great,  because  it  is  not  true.  If  the  reader  will 
keep  his  eyes  open,  he  will  see  clearly  enough  that  he  is  enjoying  a 
brilliant  poetic  fallacy,  which  the  author  himself  does  not  believe. 
Why,  after  all  the  sermons  about  '  nothing  so  chaste  as  nudity,'  was 
Little  Billee  shocked  horribly  when  he  saw  Trilby  naked  on  the  pos- 
ing pedestal?  Why,  following  this  scene,  did  the  great  artist, 
M.  Carrel,  take  Trilby  away  instanter,  and  try  to  comfort  her,  re- 
membering '  that  he  had  daughters  of  his  own  at  home '  ?  And  why 
did  Little  Billee's  artist  companions,  former  believers  in  nudity,  tell 
Trilby  that  posing  '  for  the  altogether  '  wasn't  just  the  thing  ?  We 
do  not  quarrel  a  bit  with  the  poets,  either  of  prose  or  verse,  over  their 
right  to  treat  Bohemia  with  generous  license  and  fanciful  exaggera- 
tion. But  in  real  life  the  poets  and  writers  regard  Bohemia  with 
merely  professional  affection,  and  they  get  away  from  there  as  soon 
as  they  can.  When  John  Boyle  O'Reilly  wrote  (in  a  poem)  that  he 
had  rather  live  in  Bohemia  than  in  any  other  land,  he  did  not  mean 
at  all  what  he  said.  He  knew  very  well,  as  Mr.  du  Maurier  knows, 
that  it  is  an  interesting  place  to  visit,  but  that  there  are  no  more 
pitiable  spectacles  in  the  world  than  the  men  who  stay  there  and 
grow  old  there  ;  and  that,  in  truth,  it  should  be  sung  about  as  the 
land  which  was  found  once  and  happily  lost." 

It  may  be  well  to  reproduce  here  a  letter  Mr.  du  Maurier 
wrote  to  a  Paterson,  N.  J.,  man  who  contended  that  the  re- 
lations of  Du  Maurier's  Trilby  with  her  hypnotizer  were 
chaste,  so  far  as  her  consciousness  of  them  went,  and  decided 
to  find  out  if  he  were  right  by  writing  to  the  novelist : 

"  New  Grove  House,  Hampstead  Heath, 
"  October  31,  1894. 

"  Dear  Sir  :  In  answer  to  your  letter  of  September  24th,  1  beg 
to  say  that  you  are  right  about  Trilby.  When  free  from  mesmeric 
influence,  she  lived  with  him  as  his  daughter,  and  was  quite  inno- 
cent of  any  other  relation.     In  haste,  yours  very  truly, 

"  G.  du  Maurier." 

On  still  another  point  the  Independent  criticises  the  book 
sharply  : 

"  The  first  definite  thing  we  know  of  Trilby  is  that  her  left  foot 
beats  all  pedal  creations  for  symmetry,  grace,  beauty.  Of  course  it 
hurts  nothing  that  when  Mr.  du  Maurier  gives  us  a  drawing  of  that 
same  foot,  facing  page  twenty  of  his  book,  it  looks  like  a  shrunken 
pudding,  with  two  or  three  clothes-pins  hooked  on  to  it.  Mr.  du 
Maurier  convinces  us  with  his  pen,  when  writing,  that  Trilby  is  a 
supremely  beautiful  girl  ;  but  the  same  pen,  when  he  draws  with  it, 
shows  the  girl's  forehead,  from  the  top  line  of  the  hair  down  to  the 
eyebrows,  to  be  just  one  inch  deep,  and  her  face,  from  the  eyes  down, 
just  eleven  inches — a  nine-inch  jaw  makes  a  right  angle  with  a  bed- 
post neck,  and  the  mouth  looks  like  a  steel-trap  that  has  closed  in  a 
vain  snap  at  a  mouse.  Poor  Trilby  I  she  haunts  us  ;  but  when  we 
look  at  those  wooden,  brainless,  all-jaw  caricatures  of  her,  we  feel 
that,  at  her  best,  she  was  not  worth  writing  this  touching  and  love- 
luminous  story  about." 

Another  reader  also  found  fault  with  the  illustrations  in  a 
letter  to  the  New  York  Sun,  in  which  he  wrote : 

"  Why  should  Mr.  du  Maurier  deny  to  his  characters  the  crino- 
lines, waterfalls,  surtouts,  cravats,  chignons,  peg-top  trousers,  and 
hoop-skirts  of  the  early  sixties,  and  make  them,  despite  Taffy's  whis- 
kers, of  the  monde  of  to-day  ?  Is  it  that  his  artistic  instincts  have  re- 
verted to  that  fine  school  of  old  masters  who  delighted  to  portray, 
saving  Taffy's  grace,  Hector  fighting  in  the  armor  of  the  Black 
Prince,  or  turned  out  Madonnas  by  the  score  in  Margaret  of  Anjou 
skirts  ?  " 

The  sale  of  "  Trilby  "  has  reached  nearly  one  hundred 
thousand  copies,  and  it  is  expected  that  that  mark  will  have 
been  passed  by  the  end  of  the  year.  Mr.  du  Maurier  has 
also  secured  a  considerable  sum  from  the  sale  of  his  draw- 
ings for  "  Trilby  "  ;  they  were  to  have  been  sold  at  auction 
in  London,  but  a  single  buyer  took  the  entire  set  at  private 
sale. 


WOMEN    AND    HORSES. 

The  Hunting   Clubs— Ladies    who   Ride    to    Hounds— First  Hunt  of 

the  Meadowbrook  Club — Mrs.  Fred.  Gebhard  wins 

a  Prize  for  Driving  a  "  Buss." 


Thanksgiving  Day  generally  finds  society  in  the  country 
enjoying  the  glories  of  an  American  autumn,  and  reveling 
in  hunting-parties,  riding-parties,  and  shooting-parties.  The 
woods  are  full  of  sportsmen  and  the  roads  are  spotted  with 
lady  riders.  Six  hunting  clubs — the  Richmond  County,  the 
Essex  County,  the  Meadowbrook,  the  Dutchess  County,  the 
Genesee  Valley,  and  the  Buffalo  Country  Club — are  in  full 
feather ;  and  there  are,  besides,  clubs  at  Philadelphia, 
Boston,  and  Baltimore.  Nobody  has  been  killed  yet,  but 
the  season  is  young.  Ladies  as  well  as  men  have  learned 
hunting  slang,  and  talk  of  "good  going,"  drawing  covert, 
drawing  blank,  riding  straight,  being  in  at  the  death,  the 
brush  and  the  mask,  as  if  they  had  lived  all  their  lives  in  a 
hunting  country. 

Ladies  who  ride  to  hounds  wear  a  riding-habit  fitting  close 
to  the  figure,  with  a  high  hat.  Most  of  the  habits  are  of 
black  or  dark-blue  cloth,  but  the  correct  thing  is  scarlet,  or 
hunting  pink.  Among  the  ladies  who  have  already  been  seen 
in  the  field  are  Mrs.  James  L.  Kernochan,  who  hunts  with  the 
Meadowbrook  hounds,  Mrs.  Ladenburg,  Mrs.  Thomas 
Hitchcock,  Mrs.  Cheever,  Mrs.  Jack  Cowdin,  Mrs.  J.  S. 
Colgate,  Miss  Cary,  and  Miss  Metcalf. 

The  first  hunt  of  the  Meadowbrook  Club  took  place  last 
Tuesday.  Early  in  the  afternoon,  riders,  carriages,  and 
carts  began  to  assemble  at  the  snug  little  club-house,  and 
the  usual  club  breakfast  was  served.  There  is  a  special 
breakfast-room  in  soft  brown  and  oak  for  the  ladies,  where 
they  can  toast  their  toes  at  a  great  wood  fire,  and,  after  the 
meal,  gaze  through  an  immense  bay-window  at  the  spreading 
meadows  with  purple  hills  in  the  distance.  Frank  Griswold, 
the  Master  of  the  Hunt,  put  in  an  early  appearance,  in  long 
red  coat,  white-duck  trousers,  black  patent-leather  leggings, 
and  blue  velvet  cap.  When  all  was  ready  he  gave  the 
signal,  anc)  a  swarm  of  riders  were  off,  followed  by  thirty- 
three  couples  of  hounds.  Mrs.  Kernochan  was  well  to  the 
front  in  a  trig  riding-habit  of  black  cloth,  with  a  white  waist- 
coat and  a  touch  of  red  about  the  neck-tie.  She  wore  a 
close-fitting  derby  of  black  felt  and  brown  undressed  kid 
gloves.  Miss  Bird,  who  usually  figures  among  the  hunters, 
was  this  time  in  a  wagonette  ;  she  was  in  white  duck,  over 
which  she  wore  a  rough  woolen  Eton  jacket,  with  wide 
revers  and  bouffant  sleeves.  Touches  of  cherry  color  at  her 
neck  and  waist,  a  white  sailor  hat,  dark  tan  gloves  of 
undressed  kid,  and  a  heavy  brown  veil  completed  her 
costume. 

The  men  had  followed  fancy  in  their  costume.  Mr. 
Kernochan  was  in  brown  and  blue  checked  coat,  russet 
breeches,  and  black  patent:leather  leggings  ; .  Mr.  Herbert 
wore  a  suit  of  soft  russet  cloth,  a  russet  derby,  and  long 
russet-leather  boots  ;  Mr.  Carroll  was  dazzling  in  red  and 
white.  The  hunt  "arrived"  after  a  brisk  run  in  an  open 
meadow ;  both  horses  and  riders  were  in  good  condi- 
tion. 

Many  ladies  who  do  not  hunt  are,  nevertheless,  fearless 
and  skillful  riders.  Mrs.  Theodore  Sutro,  who  rides  a  milk- 
white  steed  and  wears  a  habit  of  dark  gray,  is  noted  for  her 
fearlessness  across  country.  She 'is  a  sort  of  female  Ad- 
mirable Crichton.  She  sings,  she  plays,  she  paints,  but  she  is 
never  so  much  at  home  as  when  she  is  on  the  back  of  a 
horse.  Another  fine  rider  seen  in  the  park  is  Mrs.  Hiram 
Kroh,  a  brilliant  brunette,  who  has  long  been  known  among 
her  intimates  as  "  Gipsy."  She  rides  a  thoroughbred  bay, 
with  arching  neck  and  proud  step  ;  her  habit  is  invisible 
blue,  and  she  always  wears  a  tall  hat.  Mrs.  Kitson  Glenn, 
the  prettiest  widow  in  New  York,  exhibits  a  faultless  figure 
in  a  dark-blue  habit  and  perfect  beaver.  A  rival  to  these 
married  women  is  Miss  Maud  Fowler,  who  is  of  the  Brevoort 
family — a  slender,  fair-haired  girl,  with  sparkling  eyes  and  a 
rose-leaf  skin,  who  sits  her  horse  as  if  she  had  been  born  in 
the  saddle.  Perhaps  the  queen  of  the  equestriennes  is  Mrs. 
Rollin  M.  Squire,  whose  name  has  often  appeared  in  the 
papers  as  the  winner  of  prizes  at  riding  tournaments.  She 
is  a  pretty,  graceful  blonde,  who  makes  a  perfect  picture  on 
a  horse  and  has  brought  the  art  of  managing  him  to  a 
finish. 

The  Monmouth  County  Open-Air  Horse  Show  proved  a 
wonderful  success.  The  grand-stand  contained  fifteen  hun- 
dred people,  and  crowds  filled  the  lawns  on  three  sides  of 
the  ring.  The  chief  attraction  of  the  show  was  the  lady- 
drivers.  First  came  an  exhibition  of  "  busses,"  with  lady- 
drivers  ;  the  blue  ribbon  was  awarded  to  Mrs.  Fred.  Geb- 
hard. Next  came  a  show  of  any  kind  of  vehicle  drawn  by 
a  pair  of  horses.  Some  difficulty  had  been  experienced  in 
arranging  this  number  on  the  programme  ;  of  the  ladies 
who  owned  horses  and  traps,  few  could  drive,  while  the 
ladies  who  could  drive  did  not  all  own  horses.  A  scheme  of 
substitutions  was  at  length  arranged,  and  seven  entries  were 
announced.  Mrs.  Harry  McLoughlin  drove  her  own  mares, 
a  gray  and  a  chestnut ;  Mrs.  Murphy  drove  Mr.  Collier's 
grays  to  Miss  Pullman's  spider  phaeton  ;  Mrs.  Spalding  and 
Mrs.  Whitney  drove  their  own  horses  ;  the  others  held  the 
reins  over  animals  which  had  been  loaned  them  for  the 
occasion.     The  prize  went  to  Mrs.  McLoughlin. 

You  will  thus  perceive  that  New  York  is  making  the 
most  of  the  brief  season  which  intervenes  before  the  snow 
falls,  and  riding  or  driving,  except  sleigh-driving,  becomes  a 
toil  rather  than  a  pleasure.  The  horsey  mania  is  a  natural 
part  of  the  evolution  whose  symptoms  have  developed  in 
golf  and  cycling.  The  drift  of  the  hour  is  toward  physical 
exercise  for  the  sex.  Men  are  growing  tired  of  the  slim, 
fairy-like  figures,  which  do  not  tip  the  beam  at  a  hundred 
pounds.  They  want  something  more  substantial — the  sort 
of  woman  whom  the  old  English  squire  described  as  a 
"gal  who,  when  he  threw  his  arms  round  her  waist, 
he  felt  that  he  had  summat  in  his  grip;" 

New  York,  December  1,  1894. 


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THE         ARGONAUT, 


December  io,  1894. 


LONDON    MUSIC-HALLS. 

The  Programmes  at  the  Cockney  Temples  of  Gayety  -The  Empire, 

Alhambra,    Oxford,    Palace,   and   Tivoli— "  Living 

Pictures" — The  Enormous  Profits. 

Some  weeks  ago  I  sent  to  the  Argonaut  an  account  of  the 
troubles  of  the  Empire  Music-Hail,  caused  by  the  crusade  of 
Mrs.  Ormiston  Chant.  This  lady  and  her  supporters  ob- 
jected to  the  Empire  "  lounge,"  or  promenade,  owing  to  the 
presence  there  of  numerous  light  ladies.  Mrs.  Chant  and 
her  followers  did  not  seem  to  see  that  the  existence  or  the 
presence  of  these  women  is  not  an  offense  against  the  law, 
and  that  there  are  many  other  places  beside  the  Empire  where 
they  can  be  found — notably,  the  Haymarket,  Piccadilly, 
Regent  Street,  Pall  Mall,  and  other  streets  of  London.  But 
the  Empire  people  made  a  bitter  fight,  with  the  result  that 
the  licensing  committee  of  the  London  County  Council  grew 
irritated,  and  refused  to  renew  the  license  of  the  Empire 
unless  the  management  discontinued  the  selling  of  wines 
and  spirits  in  the  "lounge."  The  result  was  that  the  Empire 
management  declared  that  it  was  impossible  to  run  their 
place  on  those  conditions  except  at  a  loss,  and  hence  the 
theatre  was  closed. 

For  some  time  the  Empire  remained  dark  and  silent, 
while  its  rivals,  the  Pavilion,  the  Palace,  the  Oxford,  the 
Alhambra,  and  the  Tivoli  were  in  full  blast.  Oddly  enough, 
there  were  no  restrictions  upon  them,  and  the  selling  of 
liquors  went  on  within  their  walls  without  check  or  hindrance. 
This  was  too  much  for  endurance,  and  at  last  the  Empire 
re-opened.  The  bars  were  screened  off  from  the  "lounge," 
thereby  technically  complying  with  the  restrictions  of  the 
county  council,  but  on  the  first  night  a  number  of  the  young 
swells  who  frequent  the  "  lounge  "  broke  them  down.  This 
caused  some  excitement,  but  on  the  second  night  the  man- 
agers succeeded  in  maintaining  the  barriers  they  had  erected, 
and  the  Empire  is  again  running  smoothly  as  of  yore. 

A  word  about  the  programmes  and  other  peculiarities  of 
these  music-halls  will  not  be  without  interest.  They  are  all 
much  alike.  The  performance  generally  consists  of  a 
melange  of  songs,  dances,  conjuring,  acrobatics,  and  an 
elaborate  ballet.  For  example,  the  Empire  opened  with  a 
programme  including,  among  other  things,  the  feats  of  those 
clever  gymnasts  known  as  "  The  Schaffers,"  who  went  to  the 
United  States  and  performed  during  the  World's  Fair  in 
Chicago,  where  many  Americans  will  remember  seeing 
them.  Among  other  attractions,  there  are  Violet  Cameron, 
the  Diez  Quartette,  Ardel  and  Donaldson  in  "Scenes  at  the 
Zoo,"  Fillis's  "  Performing  Dogs,"  "  Living  Pictures,"  and 
M.  Grais's  Babboon  and  Donkey — a  comprehensive  pro- 
gramme, truly.  It  closes  with  an  elaborate  ballet  entitled 
"  On  Brighton  Pier." 

The  ballet  at  these  music-halls  is  the  event  of  the  even- 
ing. It  generally  winds  up  the  performance.  At  the  Oxford, 
the  piece  de  resistance  is  entitled  "  Camaval  Electrique."  It 
is  a  very  gorgeous  spectacle,  and  the  girls  in  it,  most  of 
whom  are  shapely  and  handsome,  do  not  wear  the  skirts  of 
the  regular  ballet-dancer  (which  have  been  compared  by 
some  one  to  a  lamp-shade  on  a  pair  of  scissors),  but  in  their 
stead  they  appear  in  tights,  stockings,  and  the  petticoats 
of  the  skirt-dancer.  High-kicking  is  the  feature  of  their 
dancing.  High-kicking  is  not  graceful,  but  as  presented  in 
this  ballet  it  seems  to  give  satisfaction  to  the  patrons  of  the 
Oxford.  The  electric  effects  are  new  and  striking.  Among 
the  better-known  names  on  the  list  of  performers  at  the 
Oxford  (of  whom  there  are  twenty-two  stars)  are  Marie 
Lloyd  and  Paul  Cinquevalli,  the  clever  juggler. 

The  two  music-halls  which  have  made  a  specialty  oi  the 
"living  picture  craze"  are  the  Alhambra  and  the  Palace 
Varieties.  At  the  Alhambra  the  list  is  long — it  includes 
some  sixteen  pictures.  The  titles  may  be  worth  quoting. 
They  are  as  follows:  "Diana"  (bronze),  "Saving  the  Col- 
ors," "Dawn  of  Love"  (marble),  "The  Bomb,"  "Bellona" 
(bronze),  "Her  First  Jewels,"  "Love's  Toils"  (marble), 
"The  Nest- Robber,"  "The  Wounded  Comrade,"  "The 
Bride,"  "The  Christian  Martyr,"  "The  Last  Message," 
"Come  Along,  Do  \  "  "Defense  of  the  Hospital,"  "Angels 
Earthward,"  "  The  Fireman,"  "  For  Queen  and  Country." 
As  will  be  seen  from  the  foregoing,  they  include,  as  the  man- 
agement announces,  "  domestic,  humorous,  and  heroic  pict- 
ures." They  are  well  done — that  is,  as  well  as  such  things 
can  be  done,  where  there  is  no  perspective.  The  bronzes 
and  marbles  are  sometimes  quite  effective,  and  one  picture 
representing  a  shocked  prude  is  received  with  immense  en- 
thusiasm every  night.  It  may  be  well  to  add  that  the  patri- 
otic and  "goody-goody"  pictures  seem  to  draw  the  most 
applause.  Even  the  London  "Bobby"  has  been  immortal- 
ized in  them.  Not  long  ago  there  was  given  at  the  Alham- 
bra a  "picture"  of  a  policeman  pulling  a  woman  out  of  the 
Thames,  which  drew  forth  frenzied  plaudits.  Beside  the 
"  Living  Pictures,"  there  is  at  the  Alhambra  a  programme  in- 
cluding among  its  fourteen  numbers  acts  by  the  Poluskis, 
"farce  acrobats,"  Robert  Ganthony,  the  Frantz  family,  the 
Hugossets,  gymnasts,  and  the  Sisters  Levey.  These  last  are 
three  handsome  girls  who  are  really  sisters,  who  are  excel- 
lent dancers,  and  who  have  between  them  a  soprano,  a  mezzo, 
and  a  contralto  voice.  They  were  over  in  New  York  last 
year,  where  they  made  quite  a  hit.  There  is  also  at  the 
Alhambra  a  "  serio  •  comic "  pantomimic  sketch  entitled 
"  Monkey  Island,"  and  the  performance  closes  with  the 
ballet  "  Lita." 

At  the  Palace  the  principal  attractions  are  Professor  Mc- 
Anny  "  electric  cyclist "  ;  the  Ibrahim  troup  of  Arabs  ;  a  very 
handsome  woman,  Miss  Ethel  Ross-Sedgwick,  who  does  a 
fantastic  dancing  act  in  which  she  plays  the  nymph  of  a 
fountain,  wherein  she  at  last  disappears  in  pursuit  of  an 
equally  handsome  young  man;  the  "Saxon  Glee  Singers," 
and  about  a  dozen  more  performers  of  varying  degrees  of 
merit  Miss  Ross-Sedgwick's  act,  by  the  way,  is  written  by 
the  well-known  author,  George  R.  Sims,  and  the  music  is 
bj  Ivan  Caryll,  the  equally  well-known  composer.  In  Lon< 
don,  men  of  some  reputation   in  art,  music,  and  'letters  do 


not  disdain  to  prepare  acts  for  the  music-halls.  Some 
months  ago,  there  was  an  elaborate  set  of  pictures  at  the 
Alhambra,  representing  "  The  Victims  of  Duty  "  ;  the  pict- 
ures were  designed  by  a  Royal  Academician,  the  verses 
were  written  by  Clement  Scott,  the  dramatic  critic,  they 
were  recited  by  a  well-known  elocutionist,  and  the  incidental 
music  was  by  the  composer  just  referred  to,  Ivan  Caryll. 
The  "  Living  Pictures  "  at  the  Alhambra  are  numerous  and 
elaborate  ;  the  series  now  on  has  been  running  for  some 
time,  but  there  have  just  been  added  to  them  four  new  ones, 
namely,  "  The  Mountain  Sprite,"  by  Conrad  Drelitz  ; 
"  Flora,"  by  Wunnenburg  ;  "  Wooing,"  by  Francis  Andre- 
otti  ;  and  "Marguerite,"  by  Menzler. 

But  this  will  suffice  to  give  an  idea  of  the  programmes  at 
the  London  music-halls.  They  are  all  much  alike.  In  fact, 
the  same  performers  appear  at  many  of  them,  and  the  names 
of  such  "stars"  as  Paul  Cinquevalli,  Miss  Bessie  Bellwood, 
Miss  Billie  Barlow,  Miss  Flo  Hastings,  and  numerous  others 
will  be  found  on  the  bills  of  three  or  four  of  them  on  the 
same  night. 

Not  the  least  peculiar  thing  about  these  music-halls  is  that 
many  of  them  are  owned  by  stock  companies.  It  must 
seem  curious  in  American  eyes,  that  the  conservative  British 
investor  should  be  willing  to  place  his  money  in  such  queer 
ways.  But  he  does,  and  it  pays  him,  too.  The  par  value  of 
the  Alhambra  shares  is  /io,  and  they  are  quoted  at  from 
£\s,  10s.  to  £\t.  An  offer  has  just  been  made  for  the 
Alhambra  of  ,£176,000  ;  if  it  is  accepted,  every  holder  of  a 
£\o  share  will  receive  ,£14  10s.  As  for  the  Empire,  it  has 
been  paying  seventy-five  per  cent,  annual  dividends  during 
the  last  five  years.  No  wonder  the  owners  re-opened  it 
after  sulking  for  a  short  time.  Piccadilly. 

London,  November  8,  1894. 


LATE    VERSE. 


My  Guests. 
Gallant  and  gay,  in  their  doublets  of  gray, 

All  at  a  flash,  like  the  darting  of  flame — 
Chattering  Arabic,  African,  Indian — 

Certain  of  spring-time,  the  swallows  came  ! 

Doublets  of  gray  silk,  and  surcoats  of  purple, 
And  ruffs  of  russet  round  each  white  throat, 

Wearing  such  garb  they  had  crossed  the  waters. 
Mariners  sailing  with  never  a  boat ; 

Sailing  a  sea  than  the  blue  seas  bluer, 

Vaster  to  traverse  than  any  which  rolls 
'Neath  keelson  of  warship,  or  bilge  of  trader, 

Betwixt  the  brinks  of  the  frozen  poles. 

Cleaving  the  clouds  with  their  moon-edged  pinions, 

High  over  city,  and  vineyard,  and  mart  ; 
April  to  pilot  them  :   May  speeding  after  ; 

And  each  bird's  compass  his  small  red  heart. 

Meet  it  seemed  those  rovers  to  welcome. 

Travelers  lordly,  and  bold,  and  wise  ; 
I  doffed  my  hat  on  that  golden  morning 

To  the  first  of  their  band  who  met  my  eyes, 

Saying.   "  al  sabah  al  khaireh.  Swallow  ! 

If  you're  from  Egypt,  of  Nile,  what  news?" 
'  Chitra  !   chi-tra  !  "   he  cheeped,  quick-flying. 
"  'Tis  Hindi,  then,  that  your  worship  doth  use." 

'  Ap  ki  mikrban  " — but  be  did  not  listen, 
Scouring  the  daisies  in  eager  flight ; 
We'd  want  a  breakfast,  too,  if  we  traveled  « 

From  Ebro  to  Thames  in  an  April  night ! 

Still,  I  think  that  he  held  me  civil, 

For  he  came  again  ;   and  my  foreign  friend, 

Glossy,  and  plumped,  and  familiar,  and  loving, 
A  fair  she-swallow  did  close  attend. 

Ah  !   of  the  air  what  an  Atalanta ! 

How  should  we  fare  if  our  mistresses  flew 
A  mile  in  an  eye-wink,  to  mock  a  lover 

With  bright  Hippomenes  chasing,  too  ! 

But,  all  in  good  time,  they  roved  together, 

Paired  like  a  double  lightning- flash, 
Birds  of  one  heart,  and  mind,  and  feather  ; — 

Lately,  she  sate  on  my  window-sash. 

Oh,  such  a  lady-bird!  eyes  so  shining. 
Feet  so  dainty,  and  mien  so  proud ! 
Judging  her  Spanish — some  real  senora — 
"  La  casa  e  sua !  "  I  said,  and  bowed. 

Yes  !  and,  forthwith,  at  my  word  she  took  me  ; 

Made  a  home  of  the  house  ;  surveyed 
A  sheltered  nook  in  the  porch,  and  entered 

Into  possession  ;  and,  unafraid, 

Day  after  day  her  nest  she  molded, 

Building  with  magic,  and  love,  and  mud, 
A  gray  cup,  made  by  a  thousand  journeys, 

And  the  tiny  beak  was  the  trowel  and  hod. 

Then  no  more  chatter,  and  no  more  twitter, 
Till  Silence  and  Night  saw  the  cup  contain 

Four  pearls — Love's  treasures  !  'tis  "eggs,"  men  call  them, 
Yet,  if  we  would  ponder,  a  miracle  plain. 

Think  on  the  speed,  and  the  strength,  and  the  glory 

The  wings  to  be,  and  the  joyous  life 
Shut  in  those  exquisite  secrets  she  brooded. 

My  guest's  small  consort,  the  swallow's  wife  ! 

Nay,  and  no  southron  Lazzarone, 

No  lazy,  desert-bred  Bedawi, 
Her  lord  and  master  !     Five  hundred  journeys 

'Twixt  morning  and  evening  accomplished  he, 

Hawking  the  gnats,  and  raiding  the  midges, 
And  darting  back  from  his  dipping  bath, 

With  meat  in  his  mouth  for  his  wife  and  children  ; 
A  lord  more  gentle  no  lady  hath  ! 

A  lady  more  faithful  no  lord  might  boast  of; 

But  the  full  pride  came  when,  above  the  nest, 
Peeped  four  little  heads,  in  purple  and  russet, 

And  the  gleam  of  as  many  a  white  satin  breast. 

"  A  los  ninos  que  duerme,"  1  hummed  in  her  Spanish. 
"  Dios  los  fendice  !  "  she  flirted  away, 
The  better  to  show  me  her  jewel-eyed  darlings 
Over  the  edge  of  the  gray  cup  of  clay. 

Now — dawn  after  dawn — there  are  painstaking  lessons, 
To  leach  sky-science,  and  wings'  delight 

Soon  will  they  follow  the  swift  feet  of  summer  ; 
Oh,  Scnor  Swallow,  we  envy  your  flight! 

Oh.  Golondrina  !  I  grieve  you  are  going  1 

S.iv  greetings  for  me  to  the  East  so  dear! 
You  have  paid  good  rent  with  your  silver  cheepings, 
"  La  casa  e  sua."    Come  back  next  year ! 

— Sir  Edwin  Arnold  in  December  Cosmopolitan. 


A    CHAT    WITH    BRET    HARTE. 

Harry    J.    W.    Dam    Interviews   the    Famous    Story-Writer    in    his 

London  Home — His  Early  Experiences  and  his  Present 

Appearance — The    Literary    Outlook. 


There  is  an  interesting  article  on  the  best  known  of  Cali- 
fornia's literary  men  in  the  December  issue  of  McClurJs 
Magazine.  It  is  from  the  pen  of  Harry  J.  \V.  Dam,  also  a 
Californian,  now  settled  in  London.  Mr.  Dam  thus  describes 
Bret  Harte  as  he  is  to-day  : 

"  Instead  of  being,  as  the  reader  usually  conceives,  one  of  the  long- 
bearded,  loose-jointed  heroes  of  his  Western  Walhalla,  he  is  a 
polished  gentleman  of  medium  height;  with  a  curling  gray  mustache. 
In  lieu  of  the  recklessness  of  Western  methods  in  dress,  his  attire 
exhibits  a  nicety  of  detail  which,  in  a  man  whose  dignity  and  sincerity 
were  less  impressive,  would  seem  foppish.  This  quality,  like  his 
handwriting  and  other  characteristic  trifles,  perceptibly  assists  one  in 
grasping  the  main  elements  of  a  personality  which  is  as  harmonious 
as  it  is  peculiar,  and  as  unconventional  as  it  is  sensitive  to  fine 
shades,  of  whatever  kind  they  be.  Over  his  cigar,  with  a  gentle 
play  of  humor  and  a  variety  of  unconscious  gestures  which  are  always 
graceful  and  never  twice  the  same,  he  touches  upon  this  very  subject 
— the  impressions  made  upon  him  by  his  first  sight  of  gold-hunting 
in  California,  and  the  eye  and  mind  which  he  brought  to  bear  upon 
the  novel  scene." 

In  narrating  the  story  of  his  life,  Bret  Harte  gives  this 
little  bit  of  his  experience  : 

"  I  became  an  editor,  and  learned  to  set  type,  the  ability  to  earn  my 
own  living  as  a  printer  being  a  source  of  great  satisfaction  to  me,  for, 
strange  to  say,  I  had  no  confidence,  until  long  after  that  period,  in 
literature  as  a  means  of  livelihood.  I  have  never  in  my  life  had  an 
article  refused  publication,  and  yet  I  never  had  any  of  that  confidence 
which,  in  the  case  of  many  others,  does  not  seem  to  have  been  im- 
paired by  repeated  refusals.  Nearly  all  my  life  I  have  held  some 
political  or  editorial  post,  upon  which  1  relied  for  an  income.  This 
has,  no  doubt,  affected  my  work,  since  it  gave  me  more  liberty  to 
write  as  pleased  myself,  instead  of  endeavoring  to  write  for  a  pur- 
pose, or  in  accordance  with  the  views  of  somebody  else." 

Some  new  facts  about  Harte's  famous  poem,  "The 
Heathen  Chinee,"  are  given  as  follows  : 

"  I  was  always  fond  of  satiric  verse,  and  the  instinct  of  parody  has 
always  possessed  me.  '  The  Heathen  Chinee  '  is  an  instance  of  this, 
though  I  don't  think  I  have  told  anybody  except  a  well-known  En- 
glish poet,  who  observed  and  taxed  me  with  the  fact,  the  story  of  its 
metrical  origin.  '  The  Heathen  Chinee '  was  for  a  time  the  best 
known  of  any  of  my  writings.  It  was  written  for  the  Overland 
Monthly,  of  which  I  was  editor,  with  a  satirical  political  purpose,  but 
with  no  thought  of  aught  else  than  its  local  effect.  It  was.  born  of  a 
somewhat  absurd  state  of  things  which  appealed  to  the  humorous 
eye.  The  thrifty  Oriental,  who  was  invading  California  in  large 
numbers,  was  as  imitative  as  a  monkey.  He  did  as  the  Caucasian 
did  in  all  respects,  and,  being  more  patient  and  frugal,  did  it  a  little 
better.  From  placer  mining  to  card-playing  he  industriously  fol- 
lowed the  example  set  him  by  his  superiors,  and  took  cheating  at 
cards  quite  seriously,  as  a  valuable  addition  to  the  interesting  game. 
He  cheated  admirably,  but,  instead  of  winning  praises  for  it,  found 
himself,  when  caught  at  it,  abused,  contemned,  and  occasionally 
mobbed  by  his  teachers  in  a  way  that  had  not  been  dreamt  of  in  his 
philosophy.  This  point  I  put  into  verse.  I  heard  nothing  of  it  for 
some  time,  until  a  friend  told  me  it  was  making  the  rounds  of  the 
Eastern  press.  He  himself  had  heard  a  New  York  brakeman  re- 
peating : 

"  '  Yet  he  played  it  that  day  upon  William  and  me  in  a  way  I  despise.' 
Soon  afterwards  I  began  to  hear  from  it  frequently  in  a  similar 
way.  The  lines  were  popular.  The  points  seemed  to  catch  the  ear 
and  hold  the  memory.  I  never  intended  it  as  a  contribution  to  con- 
temporary poetry,  but  I  doubt,  from  the  evidence  I  received,  if  I 
ever  wrote  anything  more  catching.  The  verses  had,  however,  the 
dignity  of  a  high  example.  I  have  told  you  of  the  English  poet  who 
was  first  to  question  me  regarding  the  metre,  and  appreciate  its 
Greek  source.  Do  you  remember  the  threnody  in  Swinburne's 
'  Atalanta  in  Calydon '  ?  It  occurred  to  me  that  the  grand  and  beau- 
tiful sweep  of  that  chorus  was  just  the  kind  of  thing  which  Truthful 
James  would  be  the  last  man  in  the  world  to  adopt  in  expressing  his 
views.  Therefore  I  used  it.  Listen,"  and  he  quotes,  marking  the 
accents  with  an  amused  smile  : 
"  '  Ata/awta,  the  fairest  of  women,  whose  name  is  a  Messing  to  speak — 

Yet  he  played  it  that  day  upon  JV&liam  and  me  in  a  way  1  despise. 

The    narrowing   Symplegades   ivkiteneti    the  straits  of    Pro/?«tis    with 
spray — 

And  -we  found  on  his  nails,  which  were  taper,  what's  frequent  in  topers, 
that's  wax' " 

After  rehearsing  the  story  of  the  proof-reader  whose 
modesty  was  shocked  by  "The  Luck  of  Roaring  Camp," 
and  telling  how  the  entire  community  protested  against  its 
alleged  immorality,  Mr.  Harte  continues  : 

"A  month  later,  however,  by  return  of  mail  from  Boston,  there 
came  an  important  letter.  It  was  from  Fields  &  Osgood,  the  pub- 
lishers, and  was  addressed  to  me  as  editor.  It  requested  me  to 
hand  the  inclosed  note  to  the  author  of  '  The  Luck  of  Roaring 
Camp.'  The  note  was  their  offer  to  publish  anything  he  chose  to 
write,  upon  his  own  terms.  This  became  known,  and  it  turned  the 
tide  of  criticism.  Since  Boston  indorsed  the  story,  San  Francisco 
was  properly  proud  of  it.  Thenceforth  I  had  my  own  way  without 
interruption." 

Touching  the  verisimilitude  of  his  work,  Mr.  Harte 
says  : 

"  I  may  say  with  perfect  truth  that  there  were  never  any  natural 
phenomena  made  use  of  in  my  novels  of  which  I  had  not  been  per- 
sonally cognizant,  except  one,  and  that  was  the  bursting  of  the  reser- 
voir, in  '  Gabriel  Conroy.'  But  not  a  year  had  elapsed  after  the 
publication  of  the  book  before  I  received  a  letter  from  a  man  in 
Shasta  County,  Cal..  asking  how  I  happened  to  know  so  much  about 
the  flood  that  had  occurred  there,  and  stating  that  I  had  described 
many  of  its  incidents  to  the  very  life.  I  have  been  credited  with 
great  powers  of  observation,  and  not  a  few  discoveries  in  natural 
phenomena.  Whether  I  am  entitled  to  the  credit  or  not,  I  can  not 
say.  When  I  wrote,  in  '  The  Tale  of  a  Pony,* 
"  '  Bean-pods  are  noisiest  when  dry, 

And  you  always  wink  with  your  weakest  eye,* 
I  did  not  dream  that  an  eminent  Philadelphia  ophthalmologist  would 
make  this  statement,  which  it  appears  is  true,  the  subject  of  an  essay 
before  his  society.  Another  eminent  scientist  who  is  interested  in  the 
elementary  conditions  of  human  natureand  the  prehensile  tendencies 
of  babies'  fingers,  seriously  corroborated  my  statement  about  the 
baby  in  "The  Luck  of  Roaring  Camp,'  which  '  wrastled '  with 
Kentuck's  finger." 

Mr.  Harte  has  a  grievance  against  the  Argonaut,  he  says. 
It  seems  that  some  months  ago  we  reprinted  a  floating  para- 
graph which  declared  that  "  Bret  Harte  has  reached  a  point 
where  literary  work  is  impossible  to  him  except  in  absolute 
solitude."  Of  his  manner  of  work,  Mr.  Harte  himself  gives 
this  account : 

"  I  never  seek  seclusion.  In  fact,  1  could  not  work  in  seclusion. 
I  rise  at  a  civilized  hour,  about  half-past  eight  o'clock,  and  eat  my 
breakfast  like  any  other  human  being.  I  then  go  to  work,  if  I  have 
a  piece  of  work  in  hand,  and  remain  at  my  desk  till  noon.  I  never 
work  after  luncheon.  I  read  my  proofs  with  as  much  interest  and, 
I  think,  as  much  care  as  anybody  else,  and  yet  the  public  is  taught  to 
believe  that  I  never  see  my  '  copy  '  after  it  once  leaves  my  hands." 


December 


1894. 


THE        ARGONAUT. 


LITERARY    NOTES. 


A  Companion  to  "The  Century  Dictionary,"' 

Men  will  rise  up  and  call  the  Century  Company 
blessed  for  having  issued  **  The  Century  Cyclopedia 
of  Names."  It  is  a  companion  volume  to  "The 
Century  Dictionary,"  and  is  uniform  with  the  six 
volumes  of  the  latter  in  size,  binding,  and  typog- 
raphy ;  and  its  contents  supplement  that  admirable 
wort  in  a  way  that  nothing  less  than  a  large  library 
of  reference  works  could  do.  It  is  a  pronouncing 
and  etymological  dictionary  of  names  in  geography, 
biogTaphy,  mythology,  history,  ethnology,  art, 
archaeology,  fiction,  and  other  branches  of  knowl- 
edge, and  has  been  edited  by  Benjamin  E.  Smith, 
M.  A.,  managing  editor  of  "  The  Century  Diction- 
ary," assisted  by  a  number  of  eminent  specialists. 
It  is  contained  in  a  single  volume  of  eleven  hun- 
dred pages,  and  the  following  is  a  list  of  important 
subjects  treated  : 

Names  of  persons — Persons  of  note,  ancient  and  mod- 
ern ;  divinities  and  mythological  names;  pseudonyms; 
characters  in  legend,  fiction,  poetry,  and  the  drama  ;  epi- 
thets and  nicknames  ;  names  of  dynasties,  Roman  fam- 
ilies, etc.  Races  and  tribes  of  all  countries,  ancient  and 
modern.  Modern  geographical  names.  Ancient  names 
of  places,  rivers,  etc.,  when  important.  Names  of  imag- 
inary places  (in  mythology,  legend,  poetry,  etc.).  as  the 
"  Vale  of  Avalon,"  the  "  Land  of  Cockaigne,"  the 
"Elysian  Fields,"  the  river  "Styx,"  etc.  Popular  names 
and  epithets  of  places,  as  the  "Nutmeg  Stale," 
"Gotham,"  etc.  Names  of  notable  streets,  squares, 
parks,  pleasure-grounds,  as  the  Prado  (Madrid),  Unter 
den  Linden  (Berlin),  Champs -Ely  sees  (Paris),  Central 
Park  1  New  York),  and  especially  the  topography  of  an- 
cient Athens  and  Rome.  Historical  events  —  Wars, 
battles,  sieges,  plots,  treaties,  conventions,  concordats, 
leagues;  councils,  alliances,  crusades,  congresses,  diets, 
parliaments,  riots,  rebellions,  etc.  Works  of  art  — 
Names  of  notable  antique  and  modern  statues,  paint- 
ings, 'bas-reliefs,  cartoons,  the  Tanagra  figurines, 
frescoes,  mosaics,  friezes,  etc.;  names  of  famous  swords 
("Excalibur"),  ffuns  {"  Mons  Meg"),  etc.  Buildings 
and  other  structures  —  Remains  of  classical  antiquity 
(the  Circus  Maximus,  etc.) ;  notable  examples  of  Eastern 
architecture,  cathedrals,  palaces,  prisons,  arches,  col- 
umns, etc.,  the  pyramids,  ancient  tombs,  theatres 
(ancient  and  modern,  especially  the  old  London  and  Paris 
theatres),  etc.  Institutions— Ancient  schools  of  phil- 
osophy and  art,  political  parties,  libraries,  universities, 
colleges  and  academies,  notable  clubs,  orders  of  knight- 
hood, etc.  Books — Including  classical  and  other  ancient 
works  and  a  limited  number  of  modern  works  (novels, 
plays,  operas,  etc.,  and  names  of  books  of  the  Bible); 
particular  attention  has  been  given  to  the  Elizabethan 
dramatists  and  to  early  English  literature,  including  snch 
books  as  the  "  Ormulum,"  the  "  Promptorium  Parvul- 
orum,"  the  "  Brehon  Laws,"  the  "  Vision  of  Piers  Plow- 
man." "Canterbury  Tales,"  etc.  Stars  and  constella- 
tions, planets,  asteroids,  comets,  etc.  And  noted  animals 
and  vessels — Famous  race-horses,  horses  of  famous  persons 
(historical  and  mythical),  names  of  warships,  yachts,  ships 
used  in  voyages  of  exploration,  etc. 

Its  field  is  so  wide  and  its  contents  so  varied  that 
it  is  impossible  here  more  than  faintly  to  indicate 
its  scope  and  manner  of  treatment.  The  first  eight 
entries  are  as  many  rivers  with  the  name  Aa,  and 
there  are  thirty-two  more  entries  before  Ab  (the 
fifth  month  of  the  Hebrew  year  1  is  reached.  The 
work  is  brought  sufficiently  up  to  date  to  include 
the  death  of  Gounod,  in  October,  1893,  anc*  there 
are  references  to  events  of  the  present  year. 

In  the  field  of  literary  and  artistic  biography,  we 
find  that  Rudyard  Kipling  and  J.  M.  Barrie  are 
given  space,  and  so  are  Oscar  Fingall  O'Flahertie 
Wills  Wilde,  and  J.  A.  McN.  Whistler,  and  De 
Maupassant,  Ibsen,  and  "Gyp"  {Sibylle  Gabrielle 
Marie  Antoinette  de  Riquetti  de  Mirabeau,  Com- 
tesse  de  Mattel  de  Janville).  and  Alarcon,  and 
Booth,  Jefferson,  E.  A.  Sothern,  and  even  H.J. 
Montague.  But  we  find  no  mention  of  Maurice 
Barres,  or  Maurice  Maeterlinck,  the  "Belgian 
Shakespeare,"  or  Sacher-Masoch,  or  Bronson 
Howard,  or  Pettit,  or  Sims,  or  Pinero,  or  Henry 
Arthur  Jones.  However,  it  is  a  wonderfully  com- 
plete work,  and  it  fills  a  place  on  the  shelf  of  refer- 
ence works  that  has  long  been  empty. 

Published  by  the  Century  Company,  New  York  ; 
price,  from  $10.00  up,  according  to  binding. 


The  twenty-sixth  volume  of  the  new  series 
of  the  Century  Magazine,  comprising  the  num- 
bers from  May  to  October,  1894,  contains  sev- 
eral articles  on  art  and  artists.  In  the  Art- 
ists' Adventures  series  are  papers  by  George 
Wharton  Edwards  and  Andre  Castaigne  ;  Will- 
iam A.  Coffin  writes  of  Dagnan  -  Bouveret, 
Theodore  Stanton  of  Tissot's  illustrations  of  the 
Bible,  and  Will  H.  Low  of  Maurice  Boutet  de 
Monvel  ;  John  C.  Van  Dyke  discusses  painting  at 
the  Columbian  Exposition ;  Timothy  Cole  con- 
tinues his  series  with  "  Old  Dutch  Masters"  ;  and 
in  the  Century  Series  of  American  Artists  there  are 
pictures  by  Frederick  W.  Freer,  Charles  H.  Davis, 
Cecelia  Beaux,  and  Eastman  Johnson.  Brander 
Matthews  contributes  "  Notes  of  a  Book-Lover"  ; 
there  are  "  Letters  of  The  Real  Edwin  Booth"  ; 
the  two  young  Americans  describe  their  journey 
"Across  Asia  on  a  Bicycle"  ;  Albert  Shaw 
describes  "The  Government  of  German  Cities"; 
there  are  "  Selections  from  the  Correspondence  of 
Poe"  ;  a  series  of  twelve  articles  from  ex- 
Ministers  of  the  United  States  on  consular  re- 
form ;  sundry  papers  on  Woman  Suffrage  ; 
and  in  the  way  of  fiction,  continued  stories  by 
F.  Maricn  Crawford,  Mrs.  Burton  Harrison,  John 
Fox,  Jr.,  Thomas  A.  Janvier,  Berry  Benson,  and 
Mark  Twain.  Names  of  other  noted  authors  that 
one  notes  in  the  table  of  contents  are  :  Thomas  A. 
Edison,  W.  H.  Bishop,  John  Burroughs,  Th.  Bent- 
zon,    F.    Hopkinson    Smith,    Ernest    Hart,    Viola 


Roseboro",  Josiah  Royce,  Nikola  Tesla,  Frank  R. 
Stockton,  Junius  Henri  Browne,  Jacob  Riis.  and 
H.  H.  Boyesen.  The  verse  is  by  Aldrich,  Sled-. 
man,  R.  W.  Gilder,  Edith  M.  Thomas,  Richard 
Burton,  Louise  Chandler  Moulton,  F.  D.  Sherman, 
J.  W.  Riley,  and  many  other  leading  American  and 
Canadian  poets  ;  and  the  illustrations  are  of  the 
highest  grade  of  work  done  for  American  maga- 
zines— and  there  is  none  better.  Published  by  the 
Century  Company.  New  York  ;  price,  $3.00. 

The  publishers  issue  the  last  year's  output  of 
57.  Nicholas  in  two  volumes  of  six  months  each, 
which  contain  a  rich  mine  of  pleasure  and  instruc- 
tion for  young  readers.  In  the  way  of  fiction, 
there  are  Rudyard  Kipling's  wonderful  "Jungle 
Stories,"  Mark  Twain's  "  Tom  Sawyer  Abroad," 
Molly  Elliot  Seawell's  "  Decatur  and  Soraers," 
Mrs.  Jamieson's  "  Toinelte's  Philip,"  Howard 
Pyle's  "Jack  Ballislers  Fortunes,"  Charles  F. 
Lummis's  Pueblo  Indian  folk-tales  ;  W.  T.  Horna- 
day  has  a  series  of  papers  on  the  natural  history  of 
the  country  ;  Dr.  Charles  A.  Eastman,  the  full- 
blooded  Sioux  Indian  who  married  one  of  the 
poetic  Goodale  sisters,  writes  his  "  Recollections  of 
the  Wild  Life  "  ;  and  Brander  Matthews  gives  a 
series  of  studies  of  American  authors.  In  addition 
to  these  leading  features,-  there  are  quantities  of 
bright  tales  and  instructive  articles  on  all  manner 
of  subjects,  and  the  poems  and  illustrations  are  as 
good  as  those  in  the  older  folks'  magazines,  though 
adapted  to  younger  readers,  of  course.  Published 
by  the  Century  Company,  New  York  ;  price,  $4.00 
a  set. 


INDIVIDUALITIES. 


Hiram  S.  Maxim  has  already  expended  eighty- 
five  thousand  dollars  upon  his  flying-machine. 

Prince  Bismarck  is  partly  of  Slav  origin.  His 
ancestor  emigrated  to  Russia  in  the  eighteenth 
century  and  eventually  became  governor  of  Livonia. 

Samuel  Edison,  of  Fort  Gratiot,  Mich.,  the  ven- 
erable father  of  Thomas  A.  Edison,  is  now  in  his 
ninety-first  year,  and  is  in  full  possession  of  all  his 
faculties. 

One  of  George  Gould's  sailors  was  interviewed 
when  he  arrived  home  in  New  York,  and  was  asked 
if  he  had  seen  the  Prince  of  Wales.  "Wales? 
Oh,  yes,  I  saw  Wales,"  he  replied;  "looks  like 
any  other  well-dressed  fat  man." 

Robert  Winthrop,  who  died  a  few  days  ago,  en- 
joyed the  rare,  perhaps  unique,  distinction  of  hav- 
ing had  a  personal  acquaintance  with  every  Presi- 
dent of  the  United  States  except  Washington  and 
Jefferson,  the  first  and  the  third  in  the  line. 

The  late  Czar  read  quantities  of  novels.     He  ab- 
solutely devoured  them.     Every  week  a  pile  of  the 
newest  books — French,  English,  and  German — ar- 
rived at  the  palace,  and  furnished  to  the  sovereign  I 
and  his  wife  one  of  their  few  gTeat  pleasures. 

Emperor  William's  love  for  music  is  not  a  new 
development.  When  a  student  at  the  University 
of  Bonn,  he  studied  the  violin  as  a  surprise  to  his 
parents,  and  the  late  Emperor  Frederick  was  so 
pleased  that  he  declared  that  the  young  man 
"  ought  to  be  a  Kapellmeister." 

Sir  Henry  Hawkins,  of  the  Supreme  Court  of 
Great  Britain,  has  just  been  petitioned  in  a  round- 
robin  by  his  neighbors  to  have  a  conspicuous  name- 
plate  put  on  his  front  door.  It  seems  that  he  has 
been  dealing  out  very  severe  sentences  to  anarchists, 
and  the  latter's  friends  recently  attempted  to  re- 
taliate by  blowing  Sir  Henry's  house  up  with  a 
bomb,  but  had  some  doubts  as  to  just  which  house 
iu  the  row  was  his.  Hence  the  petition  from  Sir 
Henry's  neighbors. 

Sir  Charles  Dilke  lately  astonished  Paris  by  his 
prowess  with  the  foils.  Although  in  his  fifty-fourth 
year,  he  carrried  everything  before  him,  defeating 
several  of  the  most  celebrated  maitres  d'armes, 
who  were  simply  staggered  by  his  trick  of  chang- 
ing his  foil  from  hand  to  hand.  For  a  quarter  of  a 
century  scarcely  a  day  has  passed  that  the 
baronet  has  not  devoted  an  hour  to  this  branch  of 
sport.  He  is  likewise  a  splendid  oarsman  and  is  at 
home  in  the  saddle  ;  but  he  has  a  profound  and  un- 
English  contempt  for  cricket,  foot-ball,  and  tennis. 

Czar  Nicholas  the  Second  is  below  rather  than 
above  the  middle  height,  and  gives  one  the  im- 
pression of  being  in  delicate  health.  His  subjects 
are  somewhat  disappointed  at  this  falling  off  in  the 
stature  of  their  ruler.  Alexander  the  First,  Nicho- 
las the  First,  Alexander  the  Second,  and  the  Czar 
who  has  just  died  were  giants,  and  there  is  little 
doubt  that  their  magnificent  appearance  had  its  im- 
portance. Even  the  civilized  European  is  more  or 
less  impressed  by  the  man  whose  stature  and 
weight  symbolize  force  ;  the  semi-barbaric  Slav 
is  doubly  impressed. 

Rubinstein  had  probably  traveled  more  than  any 
other  virtuoso.  In  his  time,  he  made  many  for- 
tunes and  gave  them  away  to  the  poor  in  Russia. 
During  the  famine  which  raged  among  the  Russian 
peasants  a  few  years  ago.  he  journeyed  to  Vienna, 
Moscow,  and  St.  Petersburg  to  play  for  charity. 
The  price  of  seats  rose  to  unheard-of  figures,  but 
every  penny  of  the  'money   went   to   the  starving 


farmers.  It  is  said  that  in  the  course  of  twenty- 
eight  years  the  sum  which  he  thus  disposed  of 
amounted  to  two  hundred  and  fifty  thousand  dol- 
lars. Rubinstein  had  one  bit  of  excusable  vanity. 
His  favorite  violin-bow  was  richly  adorned  and  set 
with  diamonds,  and  he  prized  it  beyond  measure. 
But  there  were  no  other  jewels  about  him,  and  he 
dressed  simply  in  black. 

Mr.  John  Walter,  chief  owner  of  the  London 
Times,  who  died  on  November  3d,  inherited  a 
prosperous  newspaper  from  his  father  and  passes  it 
on  to  his  sons.  The  first  John  Walter  founded  the 
paper  in  1788  ;  but  it  was  not  he  but  his  son  who 
really  won  its  success.  The  second  John  Walter 
inherited  the  paper  in  1810.  and  kept  it  until  1847. 
At  that  time,  when  the  third  Walter  came  into  the 
property,  the  famous  John  Delane  was  its  editor, 
and  the  owner  had  only  a  limited  influence  in  the 
political  management  of  the  paper  until  Delane  let 
go.  After  that  Mr.  Walter  was  the  responsible 
head  of  the  Times,  and  as  such  had  to  shoulder  the 
blame  and  pocket  the  loss  of  the  "Thunderer's" 
unlucky  attack  on  Parnell.  For  more  than  twenty 
years  he  was  a  member  of  Parliament.  He  built 
himself  a  great  house  in  Berkshire,  raised  a  family, 
and  lived  to  be  seventy-six  years  old.  He  was 
popu'arly  supposed  to  draw  the  comfortable  income 
of  one  hundred  thousand  dollars  a  year,  free  of 
income-tax,  from  the  Times.  During  his  Eton 
days  some  of  the  boys  in  his  house  started  a  court 
of  justice  for  trying  such  offenses  as  did  not  come 
within  the  ordinary  rules  and  regulations  of  school 
life.  Walter  was  brought  before  this  tribunal, 
charged  with  "  never  having  said  a  single  good 
thing."  The  jury  returned  a  verdict  of  guilty,  but 
strongly  recommended  the  prisoner  to  mercy  on 
the  ground  of  natural  incapacity. 


We  are  in  receipt  of  a  letter  from  the  treasurer 
of  the  San  Francisco  Fruit  and  Flower  Mission, 
inclosing  her  receipt  for  the  fifty  dollars  which 
"  M.  R. — M.  F."  sent  the  mission,  through  the 
Argonaut,  just  before  Thanksgiving  Day,  and  re- 
questing that  we  "  please  give  them  our  heartfelt 
thanks,  and  tell  them  that  their  remembrance  of 
the  Fruit  and  Flower  Mission,  year  after  year,  is 
one  of  the  happiest  features  of  our  Thanksgiving 
work." 


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man,  as  Consul,  and  finally  as  Emperor  f  Had  he 
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December  to,  1894. 


LITERARY    NOTES. 


Personal  and  Miscellaneous  Gossip. 

Portraits  of  the  late  P.  G.  Hamerton  are  rare. 
But  two  are  known  to  be  io  this  country.  One  be- 
longs to  Messrs.  Scribner's  Sons,  who  are  about  to 
publish  an  art  book  edited  by  him.  The  portrait 
will  be  published  in  the  January  number  of  their 
magazine. 

In  "Towards  Utopia."  by  a  Free  Lance,  which 
the  Applelons  have  just  published,  the  author  sug- 
gests the  wisdom  of  an  exact  inquiry  into  the 
natural  processes  by  which  social  evolution  into  an 
Utopia  can  be  brought  about  and  the  price  which 
must  be  paid.  He  points  out  that  the  first  step 
must  be  a  thorough  change  in  the  mental  atmos- 
phere of  society.  Among  the  topics  of  his  chap- 
ters are  "The  Servant  Question."  "Caste  Sym- 
pathy." "  Manual  and  Mental  Work,"  "  The  Func- 
tions of  Middlemen."  "  Unpleasant  Occupations." 
" Cooperation,"  and  "The  Almighiy  Dollar." 

Frederick  Masson's  two  interesting  volumes  of 
Napoleonic  anecdote.  "Napoleon  at  Home"  and 
"  Napoleon  and  the  Fair  Sex,"  are  printed  in  trans- 
lation by  the  J.  B.  Lippincott  Company. 

It  would  seem  as  if  Professor  William  M. 
Sloane's  "Life  of  Napoleon  Bonaparte"  in  the 
Century  were  to  be  the  definitive  biography  of  the 
French  hero.  The  November,  December,  and 
January  installments  are  devoted  to  Bonaparte's 
youth,  which  is  covered  in  a  few  pages  of  Lanfrey's 
work,  and  give  many  new  details. 

One  of  the  most  attractive  books  promised  for 
the  holidays  is  the  "  Collection  of  Eighty-Four 
Drawings  by  C.  D.  Gibson  "  which  R.  H.  Russell 
&  Son  publish.  It  is  a  large  folio,  and  contains 
selections  from  Mr.  Gibson's  most  popular  pictures 
of  the  American  girl  and  her  friends,  contributed 
to  Life  and  other  publications. 

One  of  the  best  forms  of  Napoleonic  literature  is 
E.  S.  Brooks's  story-life  of  the  emperor  which  is  to 
be  printed  in  St.  Nicholas  during  the  coming  year. 
It  is  at  once  history  and  a  fascinating  story. 

The  table  of  contents  of  the  Christmas  Scrib- 
ner's is  as  follows  : 

"The  Grasshopper  and  the  Ant,"  drawn  by  A.  B. 
Frost;  "  Primavera,"  a  study  by  Albert  Lynch;  "Cast 
Shadows,"  painted  by  Emile  Friant,  by  Philip  Gilbert 
Hamerton,  with  full-page  illustration  (frontispiece)  and 
portrait  of  Friant ;  "  The  Matrimonial  Tontine  Benefit 
Association,"  by  Robert  Grant ;  "  George  Frederick 
Watts,  R.  A.,"  by  Cosmo  Monkhouse,  illustrations  from 
paintings  by  Mr.  Watts;  "The  Mantle  of  Osiris,"  by 
Walter  Launt  Palmer;  "  A  Primer  of  Imaginary  Geog- 
raphy," by  Brander  Matthews  ;  "  By  Special  Invitation," 
by  Francis  Lynde ;  "The  Story  of  a  Path,"  by  H.  C. 
Bunner ;  "  Minnehaha,"  by  Eva  Wilder  McGlasson  ; 
"John  March,  Southerner"  —  Chapters  LXXIX. - 
LXXXIII..  by  George  W.  Cable  (concluded);  "The 
Point  of  View " — The  Christmas  Peace  of  Mind,  Dr. 
Holmes  as  a  Civilizer,  Dr.  Holmes  and  Boston  ;  and 
verses  by  Rudyard  Kipling,  Hannah  Parker  Kimball, 
Archibald  Lampman,  and  Dorothea  Lummis. 

W.  M.  Conway  is  going  to  bring  out  another 
book  on  mountaineering.  It  will  describe  his  ad- 
ventures in  the  Alps  in  company  with  his  Goorkhas 
during  the  past  summer,  and  will  be  called  "  The 
Alps  from  End  to  End."  The  party  walked  over 
nine  hundred  miles.  D.  Appleton  &  Co.,  who  pub- 
lished his  former  book,  will  probably  publish  this 
one. 

George  Aitken's  "Life  of  Richard  Steele"  in 
two  volumes  is  published  in  this  country  by  the 
J.  B.  Lippincott  Company. 

Mrs.  Amelia  E.  Barr,  whose  stories  have  gener- 
ally borne  such  unsensational  titles  as  "Jan  Ved- 
der's  Wife."  "  Friend  Olivia,"  and  "  A  Bow  of 
Orange  Ribbon,"  has  written  a  story  for  the 
Century  which  bears  the  very  sensational  title  of 
"  From  Lowest  Hell."  The  scene  is  laid  in  the 
island  of  Skye,  and  an  artist  has  gone  there  to 
illustrate  it. 

The  rage  for  the  work  of  "Anthony  Hope" 
continues  unabated  ;  among  the  signs  of  the  times 
is  his  appearance  as  the  author  of  Mr.  Arrow- 
smith's  Christmas  Annual.  With  two  new  books, 
"The  God  in  the  Car"  and  "The  Indiscretion  of 
the  Duchess,"  and  a  short  story  in  almost  every 
paper  and  magazine,  he  is,  of  course,  incurring  the 
old  accusation  of  overwriting.  It  is  more  probable 
that  Mr.  "Hope"  has  had  the  majority-of  these 
manuscripts  in  his  pigeon-holes  for  many  months, 
and  is  now  taking  what  is  but  a  fair  advantage  of  a 
well-dcscrvcd  "boom." 

When  considering  Christmas  gifts,  those  who 
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10  remember  .St.  .\'rholn>.  A  subscription  will  be 
a  source  of  enjoyment  for  both  boys  and  girls 
throughout  the  year. 

Kudyard  Kipling  contributes  to  the  Christinas 
Scribtur**  .1  long  poem  entitled  "McAndrews* 
Hymn,"  in  which  he  adds  an  entirely  new  type  of 
character  to  the  remarkable  list  which  he  has  al- 
ready created  —  an  old  Scotch  marine  engineer. 
Howard  I'yle  has  illustrated  the  poem. 

"  General  Hancock,"  by  General  Francis  A. 
Walker,  is  the  new  volume  in  the  Appletons*  Great 
Commander  Series,  which  is  edited  by  General 
Jan.*  Grant  Wilson. 

The  Lippincotts  arc  issuing  an  illustrated  edition 


of    Washington   Irving's  "Sketch-Book"   for  the 
holidays. 

Hiram  S.  Maxim  has  written  for  the  January 
Century  an  article  on  "  A  New  Flying-Machine." 

"What  made  the  success  of  '  The  Autocrat'  ?  " 
asks  the  London  Times,  and  answers  :  "  Probably 
the  fact  that,  although  the  world  at  large  did  not 
know  it,  it  was  the  exact,  the  photographic  ex- 
pression of  a  gift  that  Holmes  had  in  an  exceptional 
measure — the  gift  of  surprising  by  brilliant  talk." 
It  adds  : 

"Those  English  people  who  only  saw  him  in  1886  can 
hardiy  have  an  idea  of  what  this  gift  was  when  he  was  in 
his  prime.  His  talk  was  not  anecdotic,  still  less  was  it 
declamatory,  or  the  scintillation  of  prepared  epigrams. 
It  was  the  inexhaustible  flow  of  aquaint  and  subtle  fancy, 
making  itself  prevail  through  the  author's  infectious 
gayety.  '  The  Autocrat '  has  lived  for  nearly  forty  years, 
and  it  will  live  for  very  many  more.  Not  so.  perhaps, 
with  Wendell  Holmes's  verse,  which  fills  three  volumes  of 
the  collected  edition  of  his  works  ;  only  here  and  there, 
and  in  some  of  the  broadly  humorous  pieces,  did  he 
achieve  a  form  perfect  enough  to  make  his  rhymes  endure. 
As  a  talker,  as  a  prose  writer,  he  was  unique  ;  as  a  poet, 
he  was  overshadowed  by  Lowell." 

A  new  series  of  Rudyard  Kipling's  enormously 
popular  "Jungle  Stories"  will  be  printed  in  St. 
A'ieholas  during  the  coming  year. 

Among  the  remarkable  short  stories  in  the  Christ- 
mas Scribner's  are  a  tale  (somewhat  of  the  charac- 
ter of  Poe's  "  Goldbug  ")  of  a  sensational  and  mys- 
terious discovery  in  Egypt,  called  "  The  Mantle  of 
Osiris,"  written  by  W.  L.  Palmer  ;  an  amusing 
railroad  story,  by  Francis  Lynde  ;  and  the  pathetic 
account  of  the  unmasking  of  a  spiritualistic  medium, 
by  Eva  Wilder  McGlasson. 

Lady  Colin  Campbell,  who  was  connected  for  so 
many  years  with  the  London  World  before  the 
death  of  Edmund  Yates,  is  to  start  a  paper  of  her 
own.  She  will  call  it  the  Realm.  She  is  a  very 
beautiful  woman  ;  she  is,  moreover,  the  most  ex- 
pert type-writer  in  London. 

Some  of  the  English  friends  of  the  late  Francis 
H.  Underwood,  one  of  the  originators  of  the 
Atlantic,  have  read  his  posthumous  novel,  and  are 
said  to  praise  it  highly.  A  publisher  has  already 
been  found  for  it  in  London. 

"  Under  Fire  "  is  the  title  of  Captain  Charles 
King's  new  story,  which  the  Lippincotts  publish. 

George  Frederick  Watts,  R.  A.,  the  great  En- 
glish painter,  is  the  subject  of  an  article  by  Cosmo 
Monkhouse  in  the  Christmas  Scribner's.  The 
artist  has  cooperated  with  the  author  in  supplying 
the  material  for  a  striking  series  of  illustrations 
representing  his  art  at  its  best. 

A  recent  issue  of  Punch  was  a  memorable  number. 
For  only  the  fourteenth  time  in  forty-three  years, 
Sir  John  Tenniel  failed  to  draw  the  central  cartoon. 
Mr.  Linley  Sanbourne  filled  the  vacancy  with  a 
very  clever  picture,  in  which  the  first  good  likeness 
of  Lord  Rosebery  appeared  in  these  cartoons.  Sir 
John  Tenniel's  record  is  very  extraordinary  when 
one  carefully  considers  all  the  possibilities  of  illness 
which  might  prevent  his  doing  his  accustomed 
work. 

Coulson  Kernahan,  the  author  of  "A  Book  of 
Strange  Sins"  and  "A  Dead  Man's  Diary,"  has 
gathered  five  essays  on  Heine,  Rossetti,  Mrs. 
Moulton,  Robertson  of  Brighton,  and  Philip 
Bourke  Marston  into  a  volume,  entitled  "  Sorrow 
and  Song,"  which  the  Lippincotts  publish. 

Three  effective  full  -  page  pictures  appear  as 
frontispieces  to  the  Christmas  Scribner's,  represent- 
ing the  best  work  of  A.  B.  Frost,  Albert  Lynch, 
and  Emile  Friant. 

The  splendid  "  trumpet-color  "  seems  specially  to 
appeal  to  Mr.  Stanley  J.  Weyman.  He  follows  his 
book,  "  Under  the  Red  Robe,"  with  another  which 
he  proposes  to  call  "The  Red  Cockade."  It  is  a 
story  of  the  French  Revolution. 

Robert  Grant  proposes  a  curious  plan  for  the  pro- 
tection of  bachelors  in  his  Christmas  story  in  the 
December  Scribner's,  entitled  "The  Matrimonial 
Tontine  Mutual  Benefit  Association." 

In  spite  of  the  most  confident  piognoslications  to 
Ihe  contrary,  M.  Zola  has  had  an  audience  of  the 
Pope.  He  was  presented  by  the  French  represen- 
tative at  the  Vatican,  and  he  is  said  to  owe  this 
triumph  to  the  influence  of  a  cardinal  who  happens 
to  be  related  to  M.  Edmond  de  Goncourt.  Says 
an  exchange  : 

"  M.  Zola  has  had  the  reward  of  his  pertinacity,  and 
his  enemies  are  proportionately  discomfited.  The  Pope 
might  have  refuted  to  sec  the  author  of  a  book  which  has 
been  placed  on  the  ■•  Inde*  "  and  which  has  excited  the 
indignation  of  the  whole  Catholic  world.  But  Leo  the 
Thirteenth  takes  wider  views  than  many  of  his  zealous 
disciples.  Besides,  he  may  have  reflected  that,  as  M. 
Zola  i%  determined  to  write  a  book  about  Rome— a  book 
which  is  sure  to  have  an  enormous  tale— it  is  just  as  well 
thai  thi  tiaierial  for  an  accurate  portrait  of  the  Pope 
should  be  put  in  hit  way." 

It  is  said  that  while  over  one  hundred  thousand 
copies  of  "  Trilby  "  have  been  sold  in  this  country, 
the  English  three  -  volume  edition  has  hardly 
amounted  to  a  fiftieth  of  the  number. 

John  W.  Goff,  who  has  just  been  elected  recorder 
in  New  York,  affords  striking  proof  that,  in  his 
case,  the  office  sought  the  man  by  figuring  up  his 
campaign  expenses  at  just  seventyfive  cents,  money 
expended  for  telegrams. 


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"  Inspirations,"  a  thin  volume  of  verses,  by  John 
O.  Coit,  has  been  published  by  The  Bancroft  Com- 
pany, San  Francisco  ;  price,  75  cents. 

"  Urith  :  A  Tale  of  Dartmoor,"  by  the  Rev.  S. 
Baring-Gould,  has  been  issued  in  paper  covers  by 
R.  F.  Fenno&  Co.,  New  York  ;  price,  50  cents. 

"  Hidden  Depths  :  A  Tale  for  the  Times,"  by 
F.  M.  F.  Skene,  has  been  issued  in  the  Rialto 
Series  published  by  Rand,  McNally  &  Co.,  Chi- 
cago ;  price,  75  cents. 

"  Martin  Hewitt :  Investigator,"  a  novel  by  Arthur 
Morrison,  has  been  published  in  the  FraDklin 
Square  Library  issued  by  Harper  &  Brothers,  New 
York  ;  price,  50  cents. 

The  authorized  American  edition  of  ' '  The  Daugh- 
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lished in  paper  covers  by  George  Gottsberger  Peck, 
New  York  ;  price,  50  cents. 

"  How  Thankful  was  Bewitched,"  by  James  K. 
Hosmer,  a  story  of  Cotton  Mather's  day,  has  been 
issued  in  the  Hudson  Library  published  by  G.  P. 
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"The  Captain's  Boat,"  by  William  O.  Stoddard, 
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the  Atlantic  Coast,  has  been  published  by  the 
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Micaiah,  son  of  Imlah,  the  contemporary  of  Elijah. 
Published  by  A.  C.  McClurg  &  Co.,  Chicago  ; 
price,  $1.25. 

"  Danvis  Folks,"  by  Rowland  E.  Robinson,  is 
a  story  written  in  great  part  for  the  purpose  of  re- 
cording the  manners,  customs,  and  speech  in  vogue 
fifty  or  sixty  years  ago  in  certain  parts  of  New  Eng- 
land— a  task  which  the  author  has  performed  fairly 
well,  in  addition  to  telling  an  interesting  tale.  Pub- 
lished by  Houghton,  Mifflin  &  Co.,  Boston  ;  price, 
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"  The  Land  of  the  Changing  Sun,"  by  Will  N. 
Harben,  is  a  story  of  the  adventures  of  an  Ameri- 
can and  an  Englishman  who  ascend  in  a  balloon  to 
a  point  where  they  lose  consciousness  and,  when 
they  recover,  find  themselves  on  another  planet — 
where,  it  is  needless  to  say,  the  author  devises 
many  strange  and  wonderful  things.  Published  by 
the  Merriam  Company,  New  York  ;  price,  75  cents. 

"  Pride  and  Prejudice,"  by  Jane  Austen,  with  a 
preface  by  that  foremost  of  living  English  critics, 
George  Saintsbury — in  which  he  sets  forth  his  rea- 
sons for  deeming  this  "  the  most  perfect,  the  most 
characteristic,  the  most  eminently  quintessential  of 
its  author's  works  " — has  been  made  into  a  holiday 
book  by  its  handsome  type  and  binding  and  its 
many  illustrations  by  Hugh  Thomson,  who  has 
caught  and  portrayed  the  Old  World  spirit  of  the 
tale  in  characteristic  pictures.  Published  by  Mac- 
millan  &  Co.,  New  York  ;  price,  $2.25. 

There  are  four  short  stories  by  Henry  Sien- 
Kiewicz,  the  author  of  "With  Fire  and  Sword" 
and  other  noted  Polish  novels,  in  "  Lillian  Morris, 
and  Other  Stories."  "  Lillian  Morris  of  Boston" 
tells  of  crossing  the  plains  in  a  train  of  prairie- 
wagons  in  the  early  days  ;  in  the  second  story, 
"  Sachem,"  the  scene  shifts  to  Texas  ;  "  Yarayol" 
is  an  old  Polish  peasant's  narration;  and  "The 
Bull-Fight "  is  a  reminiscence  of  Spain.  The 
translation  from  the  Polish  is  the  work  of  Jere- 
miah Curtin.  Published  by  Little,  Brown  &  Co., 
Boston  ;  price,  $1.25. 

Ina  D.  Coolbrith  has  written  a  very  pretty  little 
poem  on  the  late  Celia  Thaxter.  It  is  called  "  The 
Singer  of  the  Sea,"  and  describes  in  melodious 
numbers  the  present  desolation  of  her  old  home 
by  the  Beacon  Light  on  the  Isle  of  Shoals,  and 
speculates  on  that  eternity  whence  she 

"  Turns  with  loving  eyes,  and  smile, 
Still  unto  her  garden-isle." 

"The  Singer  of  the  Sea"  has  been  published  in 
a  little  booklet  by  the  Century  Club  of  California 
— it  is  the  first  time  the  club  has  done  anything 
of  the  kind — and  is  being  sold,  for  Miss  Coolbrith's 
benefit,  at  Doxey's  and  Robertson's  at  25  cents  a 
copy. 

"  From  Blomidon  to  Smoky  and  Other  Papers," 
by  Frank  Bolles,  is  a  volume  of  essays  on  outdoor 
life,  particularly  bird-life,  as  the  author  has  ob- 
served it.  The  first  four  papers,  "  From  Blomidon 
to  Smoky,"  "  Ingonish,  by  Land  and  Sea,"  "The 
Home  of  Glooscap,"  and  "  August  Birds  in  Cape 
Breton,"  are  new  ;  the  others  are  :  "  Barred  Owls 
in  Captivity,"  "  Sapsuckers  and  their  Guests," 
"Young  Sapsuckers  in  Captivity,"  "  Ways  of  the 
Owl,"  "  Bird  Traits,"  "  Individuality  in  Birds," 
"Birds  at  Yule-Tide, "  "  Up  the  Chimney,"  and 
"  The  Humming-Birds  of  Chocorua,"  reprinted 
from  various  periodicals  of  the  past  four  years. 
Published  by  Houghton,  Mifflin  &  Co.,  Boston  ; 
price,  $1.25. 

"Their  Wedding  Journey,"  by  William  Dean 
Howells,  has  been  made  into  a  holiday  volume  by 
external    embellishments    of    heavy   paper, ^large 


type,  white  and  gold  binding,  and — last,  but  not 
least — new  illustrations  by  Clifford  Carleton.  It  is 
a  sightly  book,  and  there  is  not  a  little  pleasure  to 
be  had  in  the  reading  of  it  if  one  compares  this 
tale  of  a  Boston  couple's  bridal  tour  to  New  York 
and  back  by  way  of  the  Hudson  and  St.  Lawrence, 
which  was  written  nearly  a  quarter  of  a  century 
ago,  with  Mr.  Howells's  latter-day  productions.  In 
the  bride  we  can  see  the  germ  of  perverse  feminin- 
ity from  which  grew  the  Mrs.  Roberts  of  the 
Howells  farces.  Published  by  Houghton,  Mifflin 
&  Co.,  Boston  ;  price,  $3.00. 

"The  History  of  Marriage,  Jewish  and  Chris- 
tian," by  Dr.  Herbert  Mortimer  Lucock,  D.  D., 
Dean  of  Lichfield,  is  an  historical  survey  of  the 
important  questions  of  divorce  and  certain  forbid- 
den degrees  in  marriage.  The  author  is  a  high 
functionary  of  the  Established  Church,  and  as  such 
strenuously  combats — with  copious  citations  from 
"the  testimony  of  primitive  antiquity "  and  some 
statements  "  on  the  present  experience  of  the  evil 
results  of  relaxing  the  marriage  laws  in  different 
countries  " — the  re-marriage  of  either  party  to  a 
divorce  and  marriage  to  a  deceased  wife's  sister. 
It  is  a  scholarly  work  and  a  compendium  of  church 
history  on  this  subject.  Published  by  Longmans, 
Green  &  Co.,  New  York  ;  price,  $1.75. 

Edmund  Gosse  has  called  his  latest  book  of 
poems  "In  Russet  and  Silver" — in  reference,  pos- 
sibly, to  the  fact  that  they  are  the  productions  of 
the  early  autumn  of  his  life — and  dedicates  it  to 
"  Tusitala"  (Teller  of  Tales,  the  name  the 
Samoans  have  given  Robert  Louis  Stevenson). 
It  contains  seven  divisions  of  verse  :  "  In  Russet 
and  Silver"  comprising  "Impression,"  "  Tristia," 
"  The  School  of  Faith,"  and  the  like  ;  "  Poems  of 
Experience";  "Lyrics";  "Memorial  Verses"; 
"Miscellany  Poems";  "Exotic  Sonnets,"  from 
the  Swedish,  Dutch,  and  Spanish  ;  and  "  The 
Masque  of  Painters,"  which  was  performed  by  the 
Royal  Institute  of  Painters  in  Water-Colors  on 
May  ig.  1885,  and  thereafter.  Published  by  Stone 
&  Kimball,  Chicago  ;  price,  $1.25. 

"  Three-Score  Years  and  Ten  :  1820  to  1890  "  is 
the  title  of  a  volume  of  recollections  by  W.  J. 
Linton,  the  English  engraver.  They  begin  with 
hearing  the  solemn  tolling  of  the  great  bell  in  St. 
Paul's,  on  the  death  of  George  the  Third  in  1820, 
and  come  down  to  the  present  time,  when  he  has 
lived  more  than  a  quarter  of  a  century  in  the 
United  States.  The  book  is  written  in  a  chatty 
tone  and  is  full  of  personal  impressions  and  odd  bits 
of  reminiscence  of  the  prominent  persons  Mr. 
Linton  has  known,  from  Leigh  Hunt,  and  Shelley, 
and  George  Sand,  and  their  contemporaries  down 
to  Ruskin,  Tennyson,  and  Millais  in  England  and 
from  Peter  Cooper  and  Theodore  Parker  in 
America  to  Bret  Harte  and  Stedman.  Men  and 
women  of  all  walks  of  life,  the  church  and  the 
stage,  science,  art,  politics,  and  letters,  figure  in 
these  pages — which  are,  happily,  indexed.  Pub- 
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The  third  volume  of  "The  Yellow  Book"  has 
come  out,  with  a  new  supply  of  Aubrey  Beardsley's 
morbid  but  clever  pictures,  in  which  he  shows 
strange  feminine  monstrosities  and  epicene  freaks 
treated  in  a  pseudo-Japanese  decorative  manner  ; 
new  stories,  "realistic"  in  theme  are  unpleasantly 
frank  in  treatment,  by  Hubert  Crackenthorpe, 
C.  S.,  and  others  ;  and  far-fetched  essays  and 
"passionate"  poems  by  Max  Beerbohm,  Arthur 
Symons,  John  Davidson,  and  their  kind.  There 
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France  has  become  repulsive  in  Anglo'-  Saxon 
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The  popularity  of  an  actor  is  a  very  mysterious 
thing.  Like  the  fascination  of  a  woman  who  is 
ugly  and  ill-tempered,  it  is  a  subject  for  much 
baffling  speculation.  The  popularity  of  certain 
American  actors  is  a  matter  over  which  the  analytic 
mind  meditates  continuously  without  arriving  at 
any  definite  conclusions.  Why  is  Fred  Warde 
such  a  favorite?  How  is  it  that  this  man,  who 
has  no  genius,  is  essentially  old-fashioned  and  out 
of  date  in  his  style,  has  a  third-rate  company,  and 
plays  pieces  upon  which  the  mossy  marbles  ought 
to  have  rested  years  ago,  can  draw  full  bouses 
when  the  lights  of  the  drama  play  to  half-empty 
benches  ? 

What  is  the  subtle  attraction  in  John  Drew, 
which  made  his  last  tour — undertaken  at  a  period 
when  the  whole  country  was  groaning  over  the 
hard  times — one  continuous  pecuniary  triumph  ? 
Why  is  it  that  young  Sothern  is  so  admired  and 
adored  in  the  East  ?  There  is  no  actress  on  the 
American  stage — unless  perhaps  Ada  Rehan  is  ex- 
cepted—who  exercises  the  fascination  over  her 
audiences  that  this  reserved  and  intelligent  young 
man  does.  And  now  the  mysterious  band  of  stage 
favorites  has  been  joined  by  Alexander  Salvini. 
Fred  Warde  had  better  look  to  his  laurels.  The 
son  of  the  immortal,  the  incomparable,  the  peer- 
less Othello,  bids  fair  to  become  the  bright  partic- 
ular star  of  the  romantic  drama. 

It  is  not  probable  that  there  is  another  actor  in 
the  United  States  who  could  make  such  a  play  as 
"Zamar"  go  on  any  stage.  The  gorge  of  the 
Bowery  would  rise  against  it ;  Kalamazoo  would 
have  none  of  it  ;  Oshkosh  would  rise  to  a  man  and 
rush  from  the  theatre.  But  Mr.  Salvini — so  power- 
ful is  his  hold  upon  the  public — carries  it  along, 
and  in  the  end  of  the  second  act,  where  the  villain 
carries  off  his  girl,  and  Zamar,  before  he  decides 
to  fly  to  her  rescue,  makes  a  long  and  fiery  address 
to  his  minions  on  the  subject  of  his  hatred  of  "  the 
polluted  throne  of  Arragon,"  was  the  recipient  of 
four  or  five  enthusiastic  curtain-calls. 

It  is  a  long  time  since  the  romantic  drama  has 
broken  out  as  it  does  in  "  Zamar."  It  out- 
Bowerys  the  Bowery.  It  would  be  the  fairest  jewel 
in  Morosco's  crown  if  it  ever  found  its  way  across 
Market  Street.  It  is  somewhat  of  a  cross  between 
"  Trovatore  "  and  "The  Bohemian  Girl,"  with  a 
dash  of  "  Hernani "  to  liven  things  up.  The 
villain,  Count  Philip,  is  something  sumptuous  in 
his  line.  There  has  not  been  such  a  villainous 
villain  on  the  stage  since  Warde  and  James  were 
here  last.  Appius  Claudius  is  a  mere,  untutored 
babe  beside  him  ;  Iago  could  sit  at  his  feet  and 
learn  from  him. 

In  many  and  devious  ways  is  Count  Philip  a  bad, 
desperate  man. '  It  is  more  than  hinted  that  he 
poisoned  the  late  queen,  his  royal  aunt  ;  and  when 
the  play  opens,  he  is  discovered  to  be  practicing 
upon  the  life  of  his  royal  uncle.  The  court  alche- 
mist comes  in  and  tells  Philip,  without  making  any 
bones  about  it,  that  he  is  trying  to  poison  the  king. 
But  does  this  cause  a  tremor  of  apprehension  to 
disturb  Philip's  intrepid  soul?  Not  in  the  very 
least.  He  simply  tells  the  alchemist,  in  large, 
princely  language,  that  he — the  alchemist — was  the 
queen's  doctor,  and  she  died  ;  now  he  is  the  king's 
doctor,  and  the  king  is  going  to  die,  too.  Thus,  in 
the  phraseology  of  kings,  Philip  shows  the  alchemist 
that  there  is  no  use  kicking  against  the  pricks,  and 
the  alchemist,  of  course,  writhes  in  conscience- 
stricken,  craven  anguish  and  keeps  silence. 

It  does  not  appear  that  Philip's  poisons  were  as 
good  as  they  might  have  been.  Four  times  in  the 
first  act  does  the  king  try  to  die,  and  four  times  do 
they  seize  him,  shake  him  up,  and  set  him  on  his 
throne,  and  he  recovers.  When  he  is  once  more 
conscious,  he  sets  off,  and,  having  no  time  to  lose, 
talks  rapidly,  confiding  all  his  secrets  about  the  es- 
capades of  his  frivolous,  unkingly  youth  to  the  sur- 
rounding courtiers  and  relatives.  Finally,  when  he 
has  told  everything  that  was  on  his  conscience,  be- 
trothed Ferdinand  and  Isabel,  warned  the  former 
against  Philip,  revealed  himself  to  Zamar  as  his 
long-lost  father,  and  asked  that  haughty  chieftain 
not  if  he  had  a  strawberry-mark  on  his  left  arm, 
but  if  he  had  a  crown  on  his  breast,  he  finally  de- 
cides to  die,  mounts  his  throne,  and,  with  his  two. 
sons — one  on  either  side  of  him — proceeds  to  de- 
part this  life  decently  and  in  order. 

There  are  some  elements  of  true  drama  in  this 
scene.  The  entrance  of  Zamar,  the  glittering  and 
brilliant  assemblage  of  the  gypsies,  the  chieftain's 
interview  with  the  king,  and  his  sudden  and  furious 
departure  with  his  swarthy,  barbaric  train  arc  con- 
ceived w  ;i  dramatic  dash  and  spirit.  But  the 
which  Zamar  discovers  the  king  to  be  his 


father,  with  the  king's  perilously  reminiscent  query 
as  to  the  gypsy  having  a  crown  on  his  breast,  is  on 
the  very  edge  of  the  precipice,  and  there  are  one  or 
two  tremulous  moments  when  it  very  nearly  goes 
over  into  the  out-and-out  ridiculous. 

The  rest  of  the  play  is  thin,  with  occasional  melo- 
dramatic climaxes.  It  is  needless  to  state  that  the 
villain  is  seized  by  a  desperate  love  for  Zamar's 
betrothed,  a  radiant  gypsy  maid  called  Hinda. 
The  villain  pursues  Hinda  conscientiously,  and 
Hinda  flees  his  importunities  and  repulses  him 
with  such  crushing  rebuffs  as  "  Unhand  me, 
haughty  cavalier !  "  or,  when  he  seizes  her  by  the 
wrists  and  they  wrestle  in  the  good  old  melodrama 
style,  she  cries  wildly  upon  Zamar  to  come  to  the 
assistance  of  his  Hinda.  Once  Count  Philip, 
aided  by  several  courtiers  carrying  daggers  and  a 
band  of  soldiers  armed  with  blunderbusses,  does 
succeed  in  carrying  Hinda  off.  This  is  the  excit- 
ing occasion  that  Zamar  chooses  to  deliver  a  long 
address  to  his  followers  on  the  sinful  behavior  of 
the  present  incumbent  of  "the  polluted  throne  of 
Arragon."  He  says  a  good  many  severe  things 
about  Count  Philip  ;  but  Count  Philip,  who  has 
departed  with  Hinda  and  the  soldiers,  is  well  out 
of  ear-shot. 

Zamar  and  his  band  follow  them,  but  not  before 
Count  Philip  has  again  pressed  his  suit  with  the  in- 
dignant Hinda.  Count  Philip  is  not  a  man  of  pre- 
liminaries or  preamble.  When  he  wants  to  call  a 
servant,  he  just  shouts  "Without,"  and  a  pam- 
pered menial  appears.  "  Bring  hither  the  gypsy 
maid,"  commands  the  haughty  hidalgo.  Hinda, 
with  the  pallor  of  rice-powder  displayed  upon  her 
visage,  is  then  brought  in.  Count  Philip,  with  the 
long,  striding  step  of  villainy  approaching  virtue, 
glides  up  behind  her  and  hisses  into  her  ear : 
"Maid,  I  love  thee!  Wilt  be  mine?"  Hinda 
shudders  ;  then,  with  the  proud  indignation  of  the 
fiery,  untamed  gypsy,  cries  "  Never-r-r-r  !  "  rolling 
out  the  r  in  a  way  that  causes  the  gallery  to  thrill 
with  delight.  Count  Philip  laughs  his  demoniac 
laugh — the  laugh  that  we  have  been  brought  up  to 
know  as  the  laugh  of  conscious  villainy.  How 
Zamar  just  then  appears,  how  he  tricks  Count 
Philip,  how  he  seizes  Hinda  and  throws  her  out  of 
the  window  to  his  trusty  followers,  and  how  he 
finds  himself  cut  off  from  escape  and  faced  by 
death,  can  only  be  appreciated  when  seen. 

The  bare-faced,  unblushing  Bowery  melodrama 
of  this  play  is  a  thing  at  which  to  wonder.  Where 
Mr.  Salvini  got  it  and  what  possessed  him  to  pro- 
duce it,  are  also  subjects  for  speculation.  It  can 
not  be  that  this  really  talented  actor,  this  clever  son 
of  a  great  father,  is  openly  and  defiantly  making  a 
bid  for  the  patronage  of  the  gallery.  Yet  the  play 
and  the  playing  on  Monday  were  both  directed  to- 
ward the  gallery.  And— here  arises  a  question — 
does  it  not,  in  the  end,  answer  better,  pay  better, 
to  play  to  the  gallery  ?  The  gallery  encourages  its 
favorites  ;  the  gallery  does  what  all  actors  like — ap- 
plauds when  it  admires  and  jeers  when  it  is  dis- 
gusted. The  actor— especially  the  foreign  actor — 
is  more  or  less  of  an  emotional,  high-strung  being, 
who.  is  exhilarated  and  exalted  by  applause  and 
chilled  to  the  core  by  the  indifferent  passivity  of  the 
audience  in  the  orchestra-chairs. 

There  are  few  spectators  at  a  play  who  realize 
how  desperately  difficult  it  is  for  an  actor  to  act 
against  that  heavy,  dull  indifference  which  char- 
acterizes the  audience  in  the  lower  part  of  the  the- 
atre. To  a  player  of  a  nervous,  sensitive  tempera- 
ment, to  be  en  rapport  with  his  audience  is  abso- 
lutely essential  to  his  playing  his  part  well.  If  the 
house  is  cold  and  phlegmatic,  his  acting  will  be 
stiff  and  stilted.  Let  it  encourage  him  with  inter- 
est and  understanding,  and  his  portrayal  will  show 
such  color,  such  a  rich  and  vital  humanity,  such  un- 
expected depths  of  feeling,  that  his  hearers  will  be 
left  wondering  how  the  ugly  duckling  ever  grew 
into  such  a  swan.  Mr.  Salvini  is  an  Italian,  with 
all  the  Italian  enthusiasm,  warmth,  and  fervid  ro- 
mance. He  finds  the  audience  in  the  parquet  cold 
and  unfriendly,  and  he  turns  to  the  gallery  where 
the  applause  is  given  generously,  and  the  apprecia- 
tion, if  crude  and  raw,  is  not  often  unworthily 
bestowed. 

Still  it  is  a  pity  that  this  rising  actor — young, 
clever,  already  an  established  favorite— should,  at 
the  very  opening  of  his  career,  let  his  art  degener- 
ate to  a  popular  level.  Mr.  Salvini  has  within  his 
hand  the  possibility  of  making  a  first  place  for  him- 
self. The  public  loves  romance.  It  is  glutted  with 
realism  and  naturalism  and  all  the  other  isms  of 
that  class.  Like  the  tired  baby,  it  "wants  to  be 
amoozed."  When  it  is  a  cheerfully  vulgar  public, 
it  goes  to  Hoyt's  farces  and  Chicago  extravaganzas. 
When  it  is  on  a  higher  plane,  it  wants  finer  fare 
than  this,  and  hunts  about  for  the  play  that  will 
make  it  forget  its  business  and  its  housekeeping,  its 
bank  account  and  its  troublesome  servants.  A 
good  romance,  a  brilliant,  stirring  play,  which 
makes  the  spectator  forget  the  every-day  world, 
with  its  taxes,  and  poor  cooks,  and  plumbers,  and 
refractory  dressmakers,  is  what  is  wanted.  Is  this 
perhaps  the  secret  of  Fred  Warde's  success?  Is 
this  perhaps  the  reason  that  "  Zamar  "  caught  five 
curtain-calls  when  "  Mrs.  Tanqueray  "  got  none  ? 
Of  the  few  romantic  actors  now  on  the  stage, 
Alexander  Salvini  has  had  the  best  start  and  is  the 
most  promising.  His  temperament,  in  its  sunny 
Italian  richness,  is  admirably  suited  to  the  portrayal 
of  picturesque  r61es.     His  brilliant  exuberance  of 


animal  spirits,  his  sweeping  vitality,  his  glowing, 
impetuous  joy  in  living,  the  splendid  suggestion  of 
youth  and  health  and  wholesome  honesty  that 
marks  each  character  he  portrays,  and,  lastly,  his 
magnificently  picturesque  appearance,  single  him 
as  one  made  to  be  a  romantic  actor.  In  its  lack  of 
subtlety,  its  candor,  and  its  almost  boyish  gayety 
and  frankness,  his  style  fits  him  for  the  portrayal  of 
the  great  soldier — lovers  of  tragedy  and  melodrama. 
He  is  essentially  suited  to  the  chivalric  heroes  of 
the  stage,  the  terrible  fighters,  who  in  a  combat  of 
swords  were  tremendous  as  Mars,  but  in  one  of 
tongues  were  rather  apt  to  be  beaten  by  the  dapper 
carpet-knights,  and  whose  creed  was  simple — to  be 
a  faithful  lover  and  a  fierce  fighter,  to  always  tell 
the  truth,  never  to  be  afraid,  and  if  any  man  struck 
them  on  one  cheek,  to  give  back  the  blow  twice  as 
hard  in  the  aggressor's  eye. 

Mark  Antony,  the  adorable,  fiery-hearted  Hot- 
spur, Mercutio,  that  prince  of  courtier-soldiers,  the 
faint,  heroic  figure  of  Hector,  Henry  the  Fifth, 
were  some  of  Shakespeare's  heroes  of  this  class. 
Except  for  his  Italianism  would  not  Mr.  Salvini  be 
a  fine  Hotspur  ?  But  his  obvious  foreignness,  both 
of  temperament,  appearance,  and  style,  fit  him 
more  for  the  plays  of  a  European  setting.  He  has 
done  well  in  choosing  "  Ruy  Bias."  Of  that  great 
master  of  romanticism  there  remains  "Hernani," 
which,  with  some  pruning,  would  be  admirably 
suited  to  Mr.  Salvini,  and  which  is  comparatively 
new  to  the  American  stage.  As  L'Ami  Fritz, 
Mr.  Salvini  gives  a  most  choice  and  careful  piece 
of  work.  But  the  peaceful  serenity  of  the  German 
character,  the  phlegmatic  tranquillity  of  the  happy 
old  bachelor,  the  delicate,  tender  reserve  of  the 
little  love  idyl  that  passes  through  the  play  like  a 
golden  thread,  are  not  so  well  suited  to  the  im- 
petuous and  brilliant  style  of  an  actor  who  is  em- 
phatically a  dweller  in  the  sunny  south.  It  is  as  a 
hero  with  a  rapier  in  his  hand  and  a  dagger  at  his 
side  that  Mr.  Salvini  is  at  his  best — as  D'Artagnan 

or  Ruy  Bias. 

• — ♦ — • 

DCCLXXXV.— Bill  of  Fare  for  Six  Persons,  Sun- 
day, December  9,  1894. 

Mullagatawny  Soup. 

Oyster  Patties. 

Beefsteak,  Mashed  Potatoes. 

Stuffed  Peppers.     Eaked  Squash. 

Roast  Ducks. 

Ground  Artichoke  Salad. 

Chocolate  Whips.     Lady-Fingers. 

Coffee. 

Chocolate  Whips. — One  pint  of  milk,  half  an  ounce 

of    chocolate,   half  of  a  generous  cupful  of  sugar,  three 

eggsJ  a  speck  of  salt.      Scrape   the    chocolate  fine  and 

put   it  in   a  small   frying-pan  with   one   tablespoonful  of 

sugar  and  half  a  tablespoonful  of  boiling  water.     When 

dissolved,  add   it  to   three-fourths  of  a  pint  of  the  milk, 

which  should  be  hot,  in   a  double  boiler.     Beat  the  eggs 

and   the   remainder  of  the  sugar  together,  add   the   cold 

milk  and  stir  into  the  boiling  milk.     Stir  constantly,  until 

it  begins  to  thicken.     Add  the  salt  and  set  away  to  cool. 

Season  half  a  pint  of  very  thick  sweet  cream  with  one 

tablespoonful  of  sugar  and  a  little  vanilla  extract.     Whip 

to  a  stiff  froth.     When  the  custard  is  cold,  half  fill  the 

glasses  with  it  and  heap  the  whipped  cream  upon  it. 


—  Knox's  Sparkling  Gelatine  received 
the  only  medal  at  World's  Fair.  The  new  granu- 
lated package  dissolves  in  two  minutes.  Makes  one 
pint  more  jelly  than  shred.     Ask  your  grocer  for  it. 


The  concluding  lecture  of  the  Channing  Auxiliary 
series  will  be  given  by  John  Bonner  at  the  church 
parlors  of  the  First  Unitarian  Church  on  Saturday, 
December  8th,  at  half-past  ten  A.  H.  His  subject 
will  be  "  Comedy." 


Pork-eaters  are  usually  scrofulous  and  need  Ayer's 
Sarsaparilla  to  cleanse  the  blood. 


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—  Candies  from  France,  Switzerland,  and 
Germany,  at  Greenbaum's,  205  Sutter  Street. 


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COMMUNICATIONS. 


"Walter  Besanfs  "Golden  Butterfly." 
Some  time  ago  Mr.  Walter  Besant,  the  English 
novelist,  wrote  to  us  asking  if  we,  or  any  of  our 
readers,  could  give  him  any  information  about  a  re- 
markable gold  specimen  which  his  brother  had 
seen  while  in  Sacramento  in  the  early  "  seventies." 
The  specimen  had  been  used  by  Mr.  Besant  in  his 
novel,  "  The  Golden  Butterfly." 

We  printed  Mr.  Besant's  inquiry,  and  a  few 
months  ago.  Colonel  Walter  C.  Davis,  of  Auburn, 
left  with  us  a  copy  of  a  photograph,  taken  many 
years  ago  by  Tabor,  of  a  remarkable  gold  nugget, 
which  had  the  form  of  a  great  golden  butterfly. 
This  we  forwarded  to  Mr.  Besant,  and  he  writes  in 
reply  : 

Frognal  End,  Hampstead,  N.  W., 
London,  England,  October  28,  1894. 
Editors  Argonaut:  Your  interesting  and  extremely 
obliging  communication  of  August  last  duly  reached  me. 
I  was  ill  at  the  time— with  an  attack  of  asthma,  which  is 
an  exacting  kind  of  ailment  which  won't  allow  a  man  to 
think  of  anything  else.  However,  I  communicated  with 
my  brother  about  the  "  Golden  Butterfly,"  and  then— the 
attack  intervening— I  forgot  all  about  the  matter  till  yes- 
terday, when  I  came  upon  the  papers.  I  hope  this  state- 
ment will  be  my  excuse  and  apology  for  this  long  delay. 
My  brother  says  the  specimen  is  not  what  he  saw,  and 
that  I  was  wrong  about  Sacramento  city.  I  inclose  his 
note  upon  the  subject.  Will  you  kindly  thank  Mr.  Davis 
for  me?  I  remain,  very  faithfully  yours, 

Walter  Besant. 

The  letter  from  Mr.  Besant's  brother,  which  he 
incloses,  reads  as  follows  : 

Strathearn  House,  Crieff,  N.  B., 
August  24,  1894. 

My  Dear  Walter:  .  .  .  The  photo  is  an  interesting 
thing,  and  I  have  been  vainly  endeavoring  to  make  out 
what  the  blocks  are  on  which  the  nugget  stands.  This  is 
not  the  specimen  I  told  you  of.  That,  to  the  best  of  my 
recollection,  was  a  very  unimportant  article,  and  of  little 
value,  and  was  simply  kept  as  a  curio  at  what  we  should 
call  a  "pub,"  but,  of  course,  in  America  is  an  hotel.  It 
was  not  in  Sacramento,  but  at  a  wayside  '*  city,"  prob- 
ably consisting  of  the  hotel,  a  billiard  saloon,  and  a  few 
shanties  like  dolls'  houses,  where  we  stopped  to  water  the 
horses  and  have  drinks.  I  really  couldn't  say  what  it 
was  like,  neither  can  I  remember  the  name  of  the  city, 
though  I  have  often  tried  to  recall  it,  but  in  the  long 
drives  we  had,  stopping  at  such  places  as  Bloody  Gulch, 
Garrotte  City,  etc.,  it  was  hard  to  fix  the  locality  after- 
ward. I  don't  think  any  of  us  took  any  notice  of  the 
piece  of  quartz,  I  think  it  was,  as  it  was  simply  referred 
to  by  the  bar-man  as  a  specimen  "we  call  the  'golden 
butterfly." " 

1  have  got  two  guides  to  the  Yosemite  at  home,  which 
I  bought  when  in  California,  and  when  I  go  back,  I  will 
look  through  them  and  see  if  I  can  trace  our  route,  which 
I  think  was  on  our  way  to  the  Tuolumne  grove  of  big 
trees.  .  .  .  Your  affectionate  brother, 

Edgar  Besant. 


"  Fianeur"  on  Golf. 
Victoria,  B.  C,  November  16,  1894. 

Editors  Argonaut:  In  your  issue  of  October  29th,  I 
notice  an  article  on  golf,  in  which,  while  your  lively  cor- 
respondent, "  Flaneur,"  gives  a  good  general  idea  of  the 
game,  there  are  several  inaccuracies.  As  the  Argonaut 
is  nothing  if  not  correct,  perhaps  you  will  allow  me  to 
name  them  briefly. 

In  the  first  place,  "golf"  is  not  pronounced  "goff,"  at 
least  in  its  birth-place,  Scotland.  It  is  pronounced 
"  gawlf "  by  most  people,  although  colloquially  one  often 
hears  it  given  as  "gowff."  The  word  "links"  is  both 
singular  and  plural,  and  to  speak  of  the  "link  "of  St. 
Andrews,  or  anywhere  else,  is  an  error.  A  links  is  never 
circular  in  shape.  An  ideal  links  is  more  in  the  form  of  a 
very  flat  ellipse,  but  practically  the  course  always  zigzags, 
and  very  often  crosses  itself  in  the  endeavor  to  make  as 
much  as  possible  of  more  or  less  limited  space.  As  to 
length,  a  links  two  miles  long  is  exceptional,  for,  the 
course  being  "  out  and  home,"  two  miles  means  four  each 
time  a  "round"  is  played.  The  number  of  holes  is 
usually  twelve.  A  few  favorably  situated  links  possess 
eighteen,  while,  on  the  other  hand,  many  circumscribed 
spaces  only  allow  of  nine. 

Your  correspondent  is  also  somewhat  astray  in  his  de- 
scription of  the  clubs  used,  but  it  seems  scarcely  worth 
while  to  enter  into  this  subject,  as  it  must  possess  little 
interest  for  the  general  reader.  It  may,  however,  be 
added  that  the  ball  must  not  be  touched,  except  by  a 
club,  on  its  passage  from  one  hole  to  another.  This  is 
what  gives  the  game  its  chief  fascination,  for  it  is  obvious 
that  if  the  ball  should  fall  on  smooth  ground,  the  succeed- 
ing shot  is  easy,  while  should  it  land  in  a  furze-bush,  in  a 
cart -rut,  or  in  a  sand  "bunker,"  or  under  the  lee  of  a 
stone  wall,  or  in  half  a  hundred  other  positions,  the  sub- 
sequent proceedings  of  the  player  are  not  only  interest- 
ing, but  beset  with  difficulties.  Such  misfortunes  pro- 
verbially give  rise  to  language  scarcely  suitable  for  the 
ears  of  the  young  person,  but  they  are  the  life  and  soul 
of  golf,  whose  glorious  uncertainty  makes  it  a  game  that, 
like  whist,  is  ever  varying  and  ever  new.  There  is  never 
a  round  that  does  not  differ  from  those  that  came  before 
and  those  that  will  come  after. 

Pray  excuse  the  garrulity  of  an  old  golfer.  They  are  a 
garrulous  race,  and  love  to  pour  their  stories  into  the  ears 
of  a  listener,  whether  sympathetic  or  otherwise  it  matters 
little,  if  he  will  only  listen.  Angus  Macallister. 


San  Francisco's  Shame. 

San  Francisco,  November  28,  1894. 
Editors  Argonaut:  As  a  traveler  of  some  little  ex- 
perience, allow  me  to  call  your  attention  to  the  fact  that 
in  no  other  city  in  this  country  are  the  disgusting  sights 
thrust  before  one's  eyes  that  in  San  Francisco  can  be 
seen,  if  one  glances  to  left  or  right,  in  passing  along  re- 
spectable thoroughfares  in  the  very  heart  of  your  city. 
For  instance,  the  sickening  scenes  that  greet  the  passen- 
ger on  the  California  Street  cable-cars,  the  aristocratic 
(God  save  the  mark  !)  street  of  your  city,  as  you  cross 
Dupont  and  adjacent  streets  ;  also  the  alleyway  between 


Kearny   Street  (the  promenade  for  wealth  and  fashion) 
and  Grant  Avenue,  and  continuing  west  from  there. 

Let  us  try  to  imagine  (if  such  a  thing  can  be  done) 
walking  down  State  Street,  Chicago,  and  one  block  from 
Marshall  Field's  great  dry-goods  house  (which  holds  the 
same  relation  to  State  Street  that  the  White  House  does 
to  Kearny),  try  to  picture  to  ourselves,  looking  down 
what  might  be  Madison  Street,  and  in  its  place  seeing  a 
reeking,  narrow  street  reaching  to  Wabash  Avenue,  the 
side  of  which  is  lined  with  one-story  dens,  from  the  open- 
shuttered  windows  of  which  lean  painted,  leering,  half- 
naked  prostitutes  bandying  and  ogling  the  degraded 
caricatures  of  men  (and,  alas,  sometimes  boys)  who 
slouch  back  and  forth  on  the  walk  from  one  window  to 
another ! 

Does  San  Francisco  realize  the  disgust  and  abhorrence 
with  which  a  stranger  and  the  better  class  of  its  citizens 
view  this  awful  state  of  things'!  Does  it  realize  the 
enormity  of  allowing  the  children  and  youth  of  its  city  to 
grow  up  with  these  sights  as  a  part  and  parcel  of  every- 
day life,  exciting  no  particular  comment  and  apparently 
shocking  no  sensibilities? 

May  San  Francisco  rise,  and  that  soon,  to  a  sense  of 
just  respect  for  herself  and  her  duties,  as  a  decent  city, 
to  her  citizens  and  banish  this  awful  thing — if  not  com- 
pletely, at  least  out  of  sight,  and  sound,  and  daily  walk 
of  her  respectable  inhabitants.  Very  truly  yours, 

A  Tourist. 


The  "Influence  of  the  Press." 

Rochester,  N.  Y.,  November  28,  1894. 

Editors  Argonaut  :  I  am  glad  to  see  your  answer  to 
the  St.  Paul  Globe,  and  would  call  attention  to  further 
facts  and  figures,  and  request  you  to  see  if,  on  your  care- 
ful review,  they  further  prove  that  the  influence  of  the 
New  York  city  press  be  not  a  hindrance  to  good  in 
politics. 

A  few  years  ago,  the  New  York  Sun,  by  compiling 
election  returns,  showed  that  the  influence  of  the  New 
York  Mugwump  press  (Evening  Post,  Harper's  Weekly, 
etc.)  was  actually  to  deprive  the  men  they  advocated  of 
ten  thousand  votes.  And  in  this  election  of  1894,  the 
Republican  gain  in  New  York  State  was  about  twenty- 
three  per  cent.,  while  the  Republican  gain  in  the  New 
England  States  was  about  twenty-six  per  cent.,  not  to 
mention  New  Jersey  or  even  North  Carolina.  That  is, 
the  Republican  gain  in  New  York  State  is  three  per  cent. 
less"  than  the  gains  in  the  New  England  States,  New 
Jersey,  North  Carolina,  etc. — States  where  the  New 
York  city  press  was  little  read.  Three  per  cent,  of  the 
New  York  Republican  vote  is  close  to  twenty  thousand 
votes.  These  facts  most  certainly  tend  to  show  that  the 
influence  of  the  combined  New  York  city  press  is  to  de- 
prive the  cause  it  advocates  of  twenty  thousand  votes, 
and  that  if  the  New  York  city  papers,  or  most  of 
them,  had  opposed  the  Republicans,  and  had  worked  for 
the  Democrats,  the  Republicans  would  have  had  twenty- 
thousand  more  votes,  and  raised  their  percentage  to 
equal  New  Jersey  and  the  New  England  States. 

In  this  fact  lies  the  great  hope  of  the  salvation  of  the 
country — namely,  that  the  press  (of  New  York,  at  least) 
can  no  longer  "  fool  all  the  people  all  the  time,"  and, 
further,  that  the  intelligent  people  at  large  of  the  great 
State  of  New  York  are  fully  satisfied  that  the  interests  of 
the  New  York  city  press  are  against  the  interests  of  the 
people  and  antagonistic  to  the  interests  of  good 
government.  Very  respectfully, 

J.  M.  McMaster. 


Protestant  Germany. 
Juarez,  Paso  del  Norte,  Mexico, 

November  21,  1894. 

Editors  Argonaut  :  If  you  see  anything  stated  in 
the  Argonaut  it  is  generally  correct.  But  not  so  in 
its  issue  of  November  19,  '94,  in  which  a  statement  on 
German  affairs  is  inexact. 

The  Argonaut  stated:  "There  is,  and  there  always 
was,  little  in  common  between  Prussia,  Hanover,  Saxony, 
and  Schleswig-Holstein  on  the  one  side,  and  Bavaria, 
Wurtemberg,  and  Baden  on  the  other.  The  former  are 
Protestant,  the  latter  Roman  Catholic."  The  writer, 
some  forty  years  ago,  received  his  elementary  education 
in  a  Roman  Catholic  school  in  Southern  Germany,  and 
was  taught  the  pro  rata  of  Protestants  in  Bavaria, 
Wurtemberg,  and  Baden  to  be  approximately  as  follows : 
Bavaria,  one  -  fourth  ;  Wurtemberg,  four  -  fifths  ;  and 
Baden,  one-third. 

To  my  knowledge,  no  religious  reformation  occurred  in 
these  countries  since  my  boyhood  days  that  could  have 
changed  the  facts.  Germany  is  a  Protestant  nation,  and 
Bavaria  and  Baden  are  the  only  states  where  the  Roman 
Catholics  are  in  the  majority.  Yours  truly, 

E.  Alexander,  M.  D. 

[The  "  Statesman's  Year-Book  "  gives  the  follow- 
ing as  the  percentage  of  Roman  Catholics  in  the 
three  countries  named :  Bavaria,  70  per  cent.  ; 
Wurtemberg,  30  per  cent.  ;  Baden,  63  per  cent. 
—Eds.] 

The  Vote  for  the  Late  E.  G.  Waite. 

Oakland,  November  25,  1894. 

Editors  Argonaut:  Usually  you  are  very  sound  in 
your  editorials,  and,  therefore,  I  was  quite  surprised  at 
your  remarks  upon  the  vote  for  E.  G.  Waite. 

You  assume  that  the  six  hundred  and  ninety  electors  in 
San  Francisco  who  voted  for  Waite  did  not  know  that  he 
was  dead.  Has  it  never  occurred  to  you  that  some  of 
them,  perhaps  all  of  them,  voted  for  him  as  a  rebuke  to 
those  men  in  the  Sacramento  Convention  who  set  aside  a 
faithful  servant  and  nominated  instead  a  mere  politician? 
In  this  county  three  hundred  and  forty-four  electors,  of 
whom  I  was  one,  voted  for  him  as  a  protest  against  that 
kind  of  machine  work,  and  had  Waite  lived,  the  Demo- 
crat would  have  been  elected  instead  of  Brown.  Until 
voters  teach  the  politicians  at  the  polls  that  to  set  aside 
faithful  and  able  servants,  like  De  Haven  and  Waite,  is  a 
mistake,  will  conventions  fail  to  do  as  the  last  one  did. 
The  election  of  Temple,  for  whom  I  voted,  is  not  a  re- 
flection upon  the  defeated  man,  but  the  result  of  our  pro- 
test against  that  kind  of  work. 

Very  respectfully,  Republican. 


An  Appreciative  Subscriber. 

St.  Louis,  November  20,  1894. 
Editors  Argonaut:  There  is  no  better  expression  ol 
my  indorsement  of  your  able,  fearless,  and  unequaled 


journal  than  to  say  :  "  Here  is  my  renewal  for  the  four- 
teenth year."  I  count  myself  an  old  subscriber,  dating 
back  to  r88r.  Yours  truly,  Henry  Bhrnd. 


USE    ONLY 


A  Subscriber  We  Appreciate. 

Philadelphia,  November  16,  1894. 
Argonaut  Publishing  Companv  —  Gentlemen  :  You 
will  see  by  the  inclosed  mailing-slip  that  my  papers  are 
being  sent  to  Pittsburg  instead  of  to  Philadelphia.  Please 
mail  me  a  copy  of  November  5th  paper,  and  change  my 
address. 

I  introduced  the  Argonaut  to  Pittsburg  a  number  of 
years  ago,  and  a  number  of  my  relatives  now  take  it. 
My  brother  Harry,  of  Pittsburg,  says  the  Argonaut  is 
the  "best  'all-around'  paper  in  the  country."  He  has 
had  it  taken  by  a  number  of  clubs  and  by  his  friends. 

Yours,  very  truly,  Walter  C.  Childs. 


STAGE     GOSSIP. 


Harry  Dam  has  written  the  libretto  of  a  comic 
opera  which  has  just  been  produced  in  London. 
It  is  called  "  The  Shop  Girl,"  and  the  music  is  by 
Ivan  Caryll,  the  favorite  light  composer  of  the  day. 
"  Not  for  years,"  says  the  Sun's  correspondent, 
"has  London  received  a  piece  with  such  enthu- 
siasm." 

Tom  Keene  will  begin  his  second — and  last — 
week  at  the  California  Theatre  on  Monday  night 
with  "  Hamlet,"  which  he  will  repeat  on  Thursday. 
On  Tuesday  and  Saturday  nights  he  will  be  seen  in 
"  Richard  III.,"  on  Wednesday  in  "  The  Merchant 
of  Venice,"  on  Friday  in  "Othello,"  on  Saturday 
afternoon  in  "  Richelieu,"  and  on  Sunday  in 
"  Louis  XL" 

Seventeen  years  ago,  in  a  Louisville  theatre, 
Ada  Rehan  made  her  first  appearance  on  the  stage, 
and,  when  she  appeared  there  a  few  weeks  ago  as 
a  star  at  the  head  of  her  own  company,  she  was 
received  as  if  she  were  a  native.  Her  tour  was 
successful  elsewhere,  in  spite  of  the  hard  times, 
and  now  she  is  at  Daly's  Theatre  in  New  York, 
playing  Viola  in  "  Twelfth  Night." 

Salvini's  third  and  last  week  at  the  Baldwin  be- 
gins on  Monday  night,  when  he  will  produce  for 
the  first  time  in  this  country  a  new  romantic 
comedy,  entitled  "The  Student  of  Salamanca." 
It  will  be  repeated  on  Thursday  night.  On  Tues- 
day and  Saturday  evenings  he  will  play  "The 
Three  Guardsmen,"  on  Wednesday  "  Ruy  Bias," 
on  Friday  "  Zamar,"  and  on  Saturday  afternoon 
"  Don  Caesar." 

Millocker's  tuneful  three  -  act  comic  opera, 
"Gasparone,"  is  to  be  sung  at  the  Tivoli  Opera 
House  during  the  coming  week,  with  a  notable 
cast  of  characters.  Belle  Thorne,  who  made  her 
return  to  the  Tivoli  stage  as  Yum  Yum  in  "The 
Mikado,"  will  be  the  Carlotta,  Grade  Plaisted  the 
Sora,  and  Alice  Gaillard  the  Zenobia,  and  Ferris 
Hartman,  Raffael,  Branson,  and  Olmi  will  have  the 
leading  male  rdles. 

Sadie  Martinot,  who  has  been  one  of  the  most 
scintillant  figures  in  the  theatrical  and  Bohemian 
life  of  Boston  and  New  York  for  ten  or  a  dozen 
years  past,  will  be  seen  in  comedy  at  the  California 
Theatre  after  the  close  of  Keene's  engagement. 
She  has  a  new  play  of  her  own  which  is  called 
"  The  Passport,"  and  a  prominent  member  of  her 
company  is  Max  Figman,  a  fiery  blonde  young  man 
who  was  the  Tivoli's  leading  comedian  some  years 
ago.  It  is  said  that  in  private  life  Miss  Martinot  is 
Mrs.  Max  Figman. 


■  Dr.  de  Marville 

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Corner  Mason. 


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Finest  oysters  in  all  styles,  Swain's,  213  Sutter  St. 


Conreid's  German   company  is  booked    to  play 
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December  io,  1894. 


VANITY    FAIR. 


Mrs.  Gertrude  Athertons  arraignment  of  the 
New  York  women  for  their  lack  of  beauty  has 
called  forth  many  protests  in  the  New  York  papers, 
one  of  the  most  vigorous  of  which  is  that  of  Kate 
Masterson.  "  I  am  moved  to  mirth,"  she  writes, 
•■  by  the  ridiculous  criticisms  of  our  representative 
New  York  women  seen  at  the  great  annua!  festival. 
I  heard  a  traveled  and  tilled  Englishman  declare, 
last  week,  as  he  walked  past  the  glowing  parterre 
of  radiant  womanhood  at  the  Madison  Square  Gar- 
den, that  he  had  never  seen  at  any  court  gathering 
or  in  any  city  in  the  world  such  a  display  of  beauty 
of  form  and  face  ;  a  showing  that  gave  to  New 
York  city  the  fame  it  has  throughout  the  civilized 
world,  even  in  California,  for  its  magnificent  femi- 
nine population.  We  do  not  need  a  foreign  cachet. 
however,  for  I  think  it  was  our  own  Mark  Twain 
who  remarked  :  '  There  is  a  godless  grace  about  a 
New  York  woman,  something  more  than  mere 
clothes,  that  can  be  recognized  the  world  over  I ' 
Of  course  I  am  forced  to  agree  with  Mrs.  Atherton 
that  our  New  York  beauties  do  not  boast  the  pre- 
ponderance of  nose  which  the  talented  authoress 
has  vainly  sought  for.  If  she  had  looked  inside  the 
ring,  she  would  have  found  nose  enough  to  satisfy 
her  cravings  in  this  direction,  but  I  really  have  yet 
to  learn  that  a  superabundance  of  proboscis  is  a  nec- 
essary adjunct  to  beauty.  But  that  such  faces  as 
those  of  Mrs.  Burke  Roche.  Mrs.  Suffern  Tailer, 
Mrs.  Elisha  Dyer,  Jr..  Mrs.  Duncan  Elliott,  and 
others  equally  beautiful  should  be  called  merely 
commonplace  is  a  distinctly  humorous  assertion. 
The  beauty  of  the  Southern  woman  that  Samuel 
Minium  Peck  has  made  us  so  well  acquainted 
with,  is  something  we  are  all  proud  of ;  her 
modesty  and  womanliness  are  among  her  great- 
est charms.  The  face  of  the  wild  and  more  or  less 
woolly  Western  female  is  something  of  another 
type,  of  which  we  will  not  speak  in  the  same 
breath.  The  greasy  female,  with  badly  fitting 
clothes,  as  portrayed  in  the  modern  erotic  novel,  is 
not  to  be  found  at  the  Horse  Show  ;  she  would  find 
it  difficult  to  obtain  admittance,  and  if  she  did  so, 
would  find  herself  in  uncongenial  company.  Mrs. 
Atherton  naively  remarked  :  '  The  New  York 
woman  of  fashion,  without  her  bright  complexion 
and  hair,  her  admirable  grooming,  her  superb 
gowns,  and  acquired  "  air,"  could  only  be  de- 
scribed as  commonplace.'  This  reminds  me  of 
the  real  estate  man  who  was  praising  the  lots — 
Western  lots,  by  the  way— which  he  offered  for 
sale.  "  All  the  place  wants,'  said  he,  '  is  more 
water,  a  cooler  climate,  and  good  society  to  make 
it  a  perfect  paradise!"  'Well,  that's  all  hell 
wants  I  '  responded  his  client.  Take  any  woman — 
a  Californian  woman,  even,  with  all  her  general 
rawness  and  her  burry  speech — give  her  bright 
complexion  and  hair,  superb  gowns,  and  an  air, 
natural  or  acquired,  and  you  will  have  a  very  fetch- 
ing female.  Take  a  New  York  woman  under  these 
circumstances,  with  all  her  esprit,  chic,  and  poise, 
and  you  have  the  most  charming  of  results — the 
New  York  woman  as  seen  at  the  Horse  Show." 


But  Mrs.  Atherton  has  found  her  supporters  as 
well.  One  writes:  "To  the  casual  observer  her 
remarks  may  appear  harsh  and  unjust ;  but  I  have 
come  to  the  same  conclusion  as  she  after  several 
years  of  careful  observation.  I  spent  several  even- 
ings, the  week  before  last,  at  the  Baltimore  Horse 
Show.  Being  the  first  attempt,  it  was  naturally  a 
crude  exhibition  as  regards  surroundings.  There 
were  forty  or  fifty  boxes  and  a  limited  promenade 
on  one  side  of  the  ring.  The  weather  was  cold  and 
rainy,  but  Baltimore  society  was  at  the  head  of  the 
affair,  and  the  ladies  turned  out  en  masse  to  show 
.  their  appreciation  as  well  as  their  pretty  faces. 
Such  a  collection  of  lovely,  graceful,  stylish  women 
I  have  rarely  seen  before.  To  see  a  homely  or  un- 
stylish one  was  indeed  an  exception.  The  contrast 
between  them  and  our  society  women  was  painful 
to  a  New  York  man.  1  no  longer  wonder  that  Mr. 
Fred.  Gebhard  sought  his  bride  in  Baltimore." 


A  young  woman  of  undoubted  good  looks,  good 
sense,  acknowledged  talents,  and  reasonable  am- 
bitions has  aroused  some  ill-feeling  (according  to  the 
New  York  Evening  Sun)  by  the  announcement 
that,  in  her  opinion  and  experience,  the  self-sup- 
porting woman  has  proved  herself  not  a  tempting 
article  in  the  market  of  marriage.  She  is  not  her- 
self a  bread-winner,  and  those  of  her  friends  who 
are  have  set  her  cruel  allusions  down  to  snobbish- 
ness and  a  lack  of  independence.  But  she  retorts  : 
"  Does  the  self-supporting  woman  marry?  When 
you  have  proved  to  me  that  she  does,  and  as 
quickly  and  advantageously  as  we  non -self-support- 
ing sisters,  then  1  will  admit  I  was  wrong  in  think- 
ing that  following  a  profession  would  injure  my 
matrimonial  chances."  The  statement  of  her  friends 
is  not  yet  forthcoming  ;  but  this  much  is  very  sure  : 
that  the  average  working-woman  does  not  marry— 
at  least  the  working-woman  who  tends  to  more  or 
leu  able  practice  of  the  arts.  Old  maidism  in  this 
element  of  society  is  rapidly  on  the  increase.  The 
question  first  is,  why?  Is  the  writer,  artist,  and 
musician  who  makes  a  profession  of  her  art,  be- 
cause of  the  professional  side  of  her  life,  less  at- 
tractive  i  men  ?  Is  it  the  fact  that  her  nobly  strug- 
»  her  place  and  winnings  seems  unpleasing 


to  men,  or  do  they  find  that  thereby  she  has  lost 
something  necessary  and  appealing  to  sentiment 
and  affection  ?  On  the  other  hand,  can  it  be  possi- 
ble that  the  working-woman  of  the  upper  class  pre- 
fers her  independence  to  the  inevitable  dependence 
marriage  brings,  or  is  she  grown  too  canny,  through 
hard  worldly  experience,  to  accept  the  man  of  her 
station,  a  husband  of  small  means  in  exchange  for 
what  she  has  built  for  herself?  The  young  woman 
quoted  above  believes  that  a  working-woman  is  less 
attractive  to  men  than  she  whose  hands  are  soft 
with  leisure  ;  whose  wits  are  bright,  but  not  hard, 
from  the  worldly  competition  ;  whose  eyes  have  not 
been  dimmed  with  tears  of  anxiety  ;  and  whose  atti- 
tude is  one  of  gentle  dependence  rather  than  of 
brave  self-reliance.  Men,  she  admits,  admire  and 
esteem  the  working-woman  ;  she  inspires  their  re- 
spect, holds  their  confidence,  appeals  to  their  intel- 
lect, but  does  not  win  their  hearts.  They,  there- 
fore, do  not  marry  her,  and  she  who  would  do  well 
by  herself,  in  Hymen's  exchange,  must  trust  to  her 
old-fashioned  weapons  to  arrange  her  future  satis- 
factorily. 

♦ 

Men  with  long,  thin  faces  should  have  round 
beards,  if  any.  But  if  a  man's  face  is  abnormally 
round  and  fat,  he  should  wear  an  "imperial,"  as 
the  narrow,  long  variety  of  the  Van  Dyck  beard  is 
called.  There  is  one  good  argument  against  the 
beard  which  ought  to  have  some  weight.  It  nearly 
always  robs  the  head  of  hair.  It  is  very  seldom 
that  a  man  can  maintain  a  luxuriant  growth  of  both 
after  the  age  of  forty.  Perhaps  this  may  be  one 
reason  that  whenever  long  beards  have  been  worn 
the  hair  has  been  cut  short,  and  whenever  the  head- 
locks  have  been  permitted  to  be  long,  the  beard  has 
almost  entirely  disappeared.  It  is  a  mistake  for 
short  men  to  wear  the  beard  too  long.  The  head 
should  be  a  little  less  than  one-seventh  the  length 
of  the  whole  body,  and  the  capillary  addition  to  its 
size  throws  it  quite  out  of  proportion.  On  a  very 
tall  man,  inclined  to  leanness  and  angularity,  a 
long  beard  is  almost  equally  a  mistake,  unless  he 
should  happen  to  be  so  bountifully  supplied  by 
nature  that  he  can  have  it  of  width  proportionate 
to  its  length,  and  so  thick  as  to  convey  an  idea  of 
almost  superabundant  fullness.  He  will  probably 
pay  for  this,  however,  by  being  very  bald  on  the 
top  of  his  head. 

Many  a  wicked  story  is  current  in  Japan  of 
comical  mistakes  made  by  Japanese  ladies  in  mis- 
placing the  different  items  of  wearing  apparel.  A 
certain  marchioness,  having  ordered  a  dress  and 
underclothing  in  Paris,  wrote  to  the  milliner  re- 
questing her  to  pack  the  different  articles  in  the 
order  in  which  they  were  to  be  worn.  The  case 
reached  its  destination  in  safety,  but  was  unfort- 
unately opened  at  the  wrong  end,  and  the  noble 
lady  was  seen  at  a  garden-party  wearing  her 
chemise,  which  she  had  put  on  the  top  of  every- 
thing else  as  a  sort  of  a  mantilla,  as  it  was  the  last 
thing  she  found  at  the  bottom  of  the  case.  A  lady 
occupying  one  of  the  highest  positions  in  Tokio,  was 
nearly  suffocated  through  having  put  on  her  corset 
the  wrong  way  up  !  It  is  an  every-day  occurrence, 
especially  in  the  streets  of  Tokio,  to  see  men 
wearing  European  boots  and  a  derby  hat,  while 
the  rest  of  the  body  is  clad  only  in  what  we  gen- 
erally use  as  underclothing  ;  yet  those  men  think 
themselves  dressed  just  like  Europeans. 


But  the  queerest  story  of  this  kind  is  told  by  the 
New  York  Times  of  a  woman  traveling  in  Japan  a 
year  ago,  who  spent  a  night  at  an  isolated  little  inn 
in  the  mountains.  When  her  party  reached  the 
place,  the  master  of  the  house— for  the  place  hardly 
seemed  an  accredited  hotel — showed  some  reluct- 
ance to  accommodate  the  travelers.  Finally  he 
signified  his  willingness  on  one  condition — that  the 
lady  would  allow  him  the  privilege  of  assisting  at 
that  portion  of  her  morning  toilet  which  had  to  do 
with  the  putting  on  of  her  corsets.  The  man  had, 
it  seems,  heard  of  these  strange  garments,  but  had 
never  before  encountered  a  foreign  woman,  and 
felt  that  the  opportunity  of  his  life  had  come  to 
appease  an  inordinate  curiosity  in  the  matter. 
After  some  natural  hesitation,  the  American  woman 
consented  to  pay  this  very  odd  price  for  the  housing 
of  herself  and  friends,  and  the  next  morning  the  in- 
spection was  duly  permitted.  The  Japanese  host  was 
most  deferential,  but  also  most  minute  in  the  exam- 
ination, walking  around  her  several  times,  with 
many  deprecatory  smiles,  finally  approaching  gin- 
gerly and  touching  the  bodice  of  bone  and  drilling. 
He  was  evidently  greatly  amazed  and  decidedly 
shocked  that  any  woman  could  so  incase  herself, 
and,  after  his  guest  had  finished  her  toilet  and  ap- 
peared in  the  break  fast- room,  his  eyes  followed 
her  constantly,  with  an  expression  of  fascinated  in- 
terest, which  was  varied  from  time  to  time  by  a 
shake  of  the  head  and  a  solemn  look  of  depreca- 
tion, as  if  one  should  say  :  "  It  is  true,  indeed,  but, 
oh,  how  dreadful !  " 


The  average  invitation  to  an  English  country- 
house  is,  according  to  an  authority,  for  four  nights— 
from  Tuesday  until  Saturday— and  only  intimate 
friends  are  asked  to  remain  beyond  that  day.  The 
hour  of  arrival  is  not  left  entirely  to  the  discretion 
of  the  guests,  the  hostess  usually  mentioning  the 
hour  at  which  the  most  convenient  train  will  arrive. 
It  is  an  understood  thing  that  guests  should  arrive 


between  five  and  six  P.  M.,  if  possible,  and  not  early 
in  the  afternoon.  To  be  late  at  dinner  when 
"under  roof"  is  a  more  heinous  crime  than  when 
merely  asked  for  the  meal,  and  country-house 
guests  are  expected  to  assemble  as  soon  as  the 
gong  sounds,  to  await  with  their  entertainers  the 
dinner  announcement,  which  will  follow  ten  min- 
utes later.  The  dawdling  breakfast,  which  has 
been  held  out  as  one  of  the  charms  of  a  house- 
party,  is  not  in  vogue  in  the  best  houses,  according 
to  this  expert.  On  the  contrary,  anything  more 
than  a  ten  minutes'  tardiness  demands  an  excuse, 
and  luncheon  hour  must  be  even  more  promptly 
respected.  As  with  the  meals  of  the  day,  so  with 
every  engagement  throughout  it  ;  guests  are  ex- 
pected to  be  ready  at  the  hour  named  for  whatever 
expedition  is  set  on  foot.  The  hostess  is  the  ac- 
cepted leader  from  morning  till  evening.  She  gives 
the  signal,  and  takes  the  initiative  whether  in  the 
dining-room,  after  each  meal,  or  in  the  drawing- 
room  at  the  different  hours  of  the  day,  and,  at  its 
close,  she  makes  the  move  for  the  general  dispersal, 
which  rests  with  her  and  not  with  her  guests. 


A     LOVER    TO    HIS     LASS. 


After  Reading  the  Medical  Press. 

He. 
Take,  oh  !  take  those  lips  away  ! 

Not  but  that  I  want  to  kiss  them, 
Not  but  that,  believe  me.  pray, 

I  most  certainly  shall  miss  them. 
Heretofore,  you  know  I've  joyed 

In  our  frequent  lip-communion  ; 
Never  yet  have  I  been  cloyed 

With  the  sweets  of  labial  union  ; 
'Tis  on  other  grounds  I  say, 

"  Take,  oh  !  take  those  lips  away  ! " 

My  decision  is  no  whim, 

Due,  my  love,  to  fit  of  vapors, 
'Tis  the  consequence  most  grim 

Of  perusing  doctors'  papers. 
For  these  journals  now  declare, 

With  malign  persistence,  Beryl, 
That  each  kiss  in  which  we  share 

Reeks  (excuse  the  word)  with  peril. 
That  is  why  I'm  forced  to  say, 

"  Take,  oh  1  take  those  lips  away  * " 

Ah,  our  lips,  we  used  to  vow 

Were  a  hiding-place  for  Cupid, 
Doctors,  though,  inform  us  now. 

Our  belief  was  worse  than  stupid  ; 
Microbes  lurk,  so  they  assert, 
.     In  those  highly  favored  regions  ; 
Germs  infectious,  to  our  hurt, 

Sally  thence  in  countless  legions. 

Own,  then,  there's  some  cause  to  say, 

"  Take,  oh  !  take  those  lips  away  \" 

For  myself  I'd  run  the  risks, 

I  would  face,  with  greatest  pleasure, 
Millions  of  atomic  disks 

For  the  love  of  you,  my  treasure ; 
But  I  feel  concern  ior  you — 

Such  concern  I  can  not  mask  it — 
And  that  you  should  face  them  too— 

No  !  I  can  not,  dare  not,  ask  it. 
So,  again,  I  sadly  say, 

"  Take,  oh  !  take  those  lips  away  ! " 

SHE. 

Try  not  thus  to  me  dissuade, 

For  in  vain  is  your  endeavor, 
What,  shall  1  shrink  back  afraid, 

When  my  Edwin  dares?     No,  never ! 
Darling,  you  know  well  our  case, 

Love  has  bound  us  in  one  tether, 
So,  if  there  be  risks  to  face. 

We  will  face  them  both  together. 
As  you  love  me,  then,  don't  say, 

"  Take,  oh  !  take  those  lips  away." 

HE    AND   SHE. 

We  will  never  be  coerced 

By  the  bullying  bacillus. 
Doctors,  though  they  say  their  worst, 

With  dismay  shall  never  fill  us. 
Let  us,  therefore,  both  of  us, 

Their  last  raven-croak  dismissing. 
Show  that  thus ! — and  thus .' — and  thus ,' 

We  still  mean  to  go  on  kissing. 
Neither  of  us  means  to  say, 

"  Take,  oh  !  take  those  lips  away  !  " 

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STORYETTES. 


Grave  and  Gay,  Epigrammatic  and  Otherwise. 


The  following  story  about  Oscar  Wilde  and 
plagiarism  dates  from  a  Whistler  breakfast  in  Site 
Street,  Chelsea.  Whistler  said  some  witty  thing 
in  which  Oscar  delighted,  and  said  he  :  "  Oh, 
Jimmy,  I  wish  I  had  said  that.  "  To  which 
Whistler  rejoined :  "  Never  mind,  Oscar,  you 
will."  _ 

One  of  the  judgments  of  Sir  Francis  Johnson, 
chief-justice  of  the  superior  court  of  Province  of 
Quebec,  was  appealed  to  the  court  of  appeals  and 
sustained.  On  being  met  by  Judge  M ,  the  lat- 
ter said:  "Well,  Frank,  I  have  just  sustained  a 
judgment  of  yours."  "Yes?  Well,  my  dear 
M ,  I  still  think  I  was  right." 

A  rather  amusing  story  is  told  of  an  English 
grave-digger,  who  holds  the  ancient  offices  of  parish 
clerk  and  beadle  in  addition  to  the  one  mentioned. 
A  lady  came  one  day  to  see  the  grave  of  a  friend, 
and  inquired  of  the  old  man  if  he  was  the  sexton. 
"Well,  mum,"  he  said,  "folks  used  to  call  me  the 
sexton,  then  they  called  me  the  beetle,  and  now 
they  calls  me  the  Wirgin." 


In  a  Western  court,  not  long  ago,  a  tiresome 
lawyer  had  been  trying  for  more  than  two  hours  to 
impress  upon  the  jury  the  facts  of  the  case,  as  they 
appeared  to  him.  At  last  he  glanced  at  his  watch, 
and  turning  to  the  judge,  asked  :  "  Had  we  better 
adjourn  for  dinner,  or  shall  I  keep  right  on?" 
"  Oh,  you  keep  on,"  answered  the  judge  ;  "keep 
right  on,  and  we  will  go  to  dinner." 


After  the  death  of  George  Canning,  the  English 
statesman,  there  was  erected  to  his  memory  a 
bronze  statue  of  heroic  size,  with  that  green  incrus- 
tation known  as  verd-antique.  One  day  Judge 
Taunton,  coming  out  of  Westminster  Hall  with 
Thesiger,  the  able  lawyer,  paused  before  the  statue 
and  began  criticising  it.  He  found  fault  with  the 
likeness,  and  then,  with  emphasis,  said  :  "  Besides, 
Canning  was  not  so  tall !  "  "  No,  nor  so  green," 
retorted  the  lawyer. 

The  late  Father  Healy  used  to  complain  that  it 
was  sometimes  a  painful  duty  to  live  up  to  the 
character  of  a  wit.  One  night,  when  tired,  he 
sighed  and  groaned  to  think  that  his  car-man  ex- 
pected a  joke  of  him.  But  he  was  kind,  and  would 
not  refuse  the  first  chance  of  contenting  the  man. 
A  donkey  brayed,  and  Father  Healy  said,  across 
the  cart  :  "  Well,  do  you  hear  your  brother  calling 
you,  Thomas?"  Quick  came  the  response  :  "In- 
deed an'  I  do,  father,"  with  tremendous  emphasis 

on  the  father. 

m 

When  Judge  Buxton,  of  North  Carolina,  as  a 
young  lawyer  made  his  first  appearance  at  the  bar, 
the  solicitor,  as  is  customary  in  that  State,  asked 
him  to  take  charge  of  a  case  for  him.  The  young 
lawyer  did  his  best,  and  the  jury  found  the  defendant, 
who  was  charged  with  some  petty  misdemeanor, 
guilty.  Soon  after  one  of  the  jurors,  coming 
round  the  bar,  tapped  him  on  the  shoulder. 
"  Buxton,"  said  he,  "  the  jury  did  not  think  that 
man  was  guilty,  but  we  did  not  like  to  discourage 
a  young  lawyer." 

Nelson's  attachment  to  his  friends  was  as  ardent  as 
his  courage.  When  he  was  presented  to  King  George 
the  Third  at  his  levge,  his  majesty  congratulated 
him  on  his  great  actions  ;  after  this  eulogium,  he 
condoled  with  him  on  the  loss  of  his  arm.  Nelson 
turned  round  to  Captain  Berry,  who  had  been  the 
companion  of  many  of  his  exploits,  and  introduced 
him  to  the  king,  with  this  remark:  "My  loss,  I 
assure  your  majesty,  is  not  so  great  as  you  imagine, 
for  here  is  my  right  hand." 


One  remarkable  trait  in  Beaconsfield's  character 
was  his  noble  demeanor  to  his  wife.  From  the  day 
of  his  marriage  to  the  day  of  her  death  he  treated 
her  with  a  chivalrous  devotion.  And  yet  she  was  a 
most  repulsive  woman — flat,  angular,  under-bred, 
with  a  harsh,  grating  voice  ;  and  though  by  no 
means  a  fool,  yet  constantly  saying  stupid  things, 
most  frequently  about  him,  which  tended  to  make 
him  ridiculous  ;  as,  for  instance,  when  the  conver- 
sation turned  on  some  man's  fine  complexion. 
"Ah,"  she  said,  "I  wish  you  could  only  see  my 
Dizzy  in  his  bath,  then  you  would  know  what  a 
white  skin  is." 

As  James  Russell  Lowell  was  leaving  his  house 
one  morning,  his  wife  said  to  him  :  "  Now,  James, 
I  beg  of  you  not  to  bring  any  one  home  to  dinner 
to-day.  We  are  too  much  distracted  with  house- 
cleaning  to  cook,  and  the  prospect  is  that  there  will 
be  little  for  us  to  eat."  Mr.  Lowell  promised  to 
heed  her  request,  but  he  met  during  the  day  the 
oldest  son  of  an  English  family  with  whom  he  had 
been  on  terms  of  friendship  while  minister  to  the 
court  of  St.  James.  He  now  forgot  his  wife's  ad- 
monition, and  insisted  upon  the  young  English- 
man's going  home  with  him  to  dinner.  The  meal 
consisted  of  "picked  fish"  and  potatoes.  The 
guest  was  evidently  puzzled.  He  had  never  eaten 
"picked  fish"  before.  Mrs.  Lowell,  meantime, 
was  haunted  by  thoughts  of  the  apple-pie  that  was 


to  finish  the  repast.  Her  sensations  may  be 
imagined  when  the  Englishman,  after  playing 
daintily  with  the  contents  of  his  plate,  remarked  in 
the  most  courteous  manner:  "I  know  that  Mrs. 
Lowell  will  pardon  me  if  I  omit  the  fish  course." 


Biquon,  the  Paris  restaurateur,  acquired  a  large 
fortune,  and  his  wife  carried  on  the  business  after 
his  death.  It  is  of  this  time  that  the  story  is  told  of 
a  poor  journalist  who  was  seen  in  the  restaurant 
eating  a  small  plate  of  strawberries  at  a  season 
when  the  fruit  was  so  expensive  as  to  be  an  extrava- 
gance even  for  the  rich.  An  acquaintance  saw  the 
wretched  penny-a-liner  and  smiled  significantly. 
"  Yes,"  said  the  journalist,  "  I  know  I  shall  have  to 
pay  ten  francs  for  these,  but  the  sight  of  that 
woman  at  the  counter,  who  is  worth  two  millions, 
picking  over  strawberries  for  me,  who  haven't  got 
three  louis  in  the  world,  gives  me  such  an  amount 
of  satisfaction  that  the  berries  are  worth  it." 


Deschapelles,  the  greatest  whist-player  the  world 
has  ever  seen,  had  but  one  hand  and  was  an  ad- 
vanced Republican.  His  manual  dexterity  was  re- 
markable, and  it  was  very  interesting  to  watch  him 
with  his  one  hand — and  that  his  left — collect  the 
cards,  sort  them,  play  them,  and  gather  them  in 
tricks.  Late  in  life,  when  he  had  developed  into 
ardent  republicanism,  he  was  supposed  to  have 
been  mixed  up  in  some  of  the  attempts  at  revolu- 
tion which  broke  out  in  the  earlier  days  of  the 
reign  of  Louis  Philippe.  His  papers  were  seized, 
and  it  was  proved  that  he  had  drawn  up  a  list  of 
persons  to  be  disposed  of.  Among  them  was  an 
elderly  acquaintance,  so  described:  "  Vatry 
(Alphie)to  be  guillotined.  Reason — citoyen  inutile. 
Vatry  is  a  bad  whist-player." 


When  Marshal  Lefebvre  was  made  Duke  of 
Dantzic,  the  new  duchess  (who  was  the  original  of 
Sardou's  Mme.  Sans-Gene)  went  to  the  Tuileries  to 
thank  the  Empress  Josephine.  As  Mme.  la 
Marechale  had  not  demanded  an  audience,  the 
usher,  accustomed  to  call  her  by  that  name,  entered 
to  take  the  orders  of  the  chamberlain-in-waiting  ; 
he  returned  and  addressed  her:  "  Mme.  la 
Marechale  may  enter."  The  lady  looked  askance 
at  him,  but  entered  the  salon,  and  the  empress, 
rising,  advanced  a  few  steps  to  meet  her,  saying, 
with  engaging  graciousness  :  "  How  is  the  Duch- 
ess of  Dantzic?"  La  Marechale,  instead  of  an- 
swering, winked  intelligently,  and  then,  turning  to- 
ward the  usher,  who  was  in  the  act  of  shutting  the 
door:  "Hey,  my  boy,"  said  she,  "what  do  you 
think  of  that  ?  " 

By  the  reformed  system  of  procedure,  which  was 
adopted  in  North  Carolina  in  1868,  the  well-known 
limitation  upon  evidence  by  a  party  in  regard  to  a 
personal  communication  or  transaction  with  a  de- 
ceased person  under  whom  the  opposite  party  to 
the  action  claims,  was  Section  343  of  the  Code  of 

Civil  Procedure.     On  one  occasion,  General  R , 

who  was  more  familiar  with  the  old  practice  than 
the  new,  appeared  in  a  reference  case.  Captain  T. 
W.  Mason  was  the  referee.  Captain  Robert  B. 
Prebles  was  the  opposing  counsel.  The  first  ques- 
tion the  general  put  to  the  witness,  Captain  Prebles 
promptly  said:  "I  object,  see  C.  C.  P.  343."  As 
promptly  the  referee  said:  "Ruled  out."  The 
general  looked  at  the  referee  and  looked  at  the 
opposite  counsel.  Both  seemed  perfectly  satis- 
fied with  themselves.  The  general  asked  another 
question.  Promptly  came  the  same  objection  and 
the  same  ruling.  Yet  on  scrutiny  both  young  men 
seemed  unabashed.  In  fact,  they  showed  no 
doubts  on  the  subject  and  no  regrets  whatever  as 
to  their  conduct.  A  third,  a  fourth,  and  a  fifth 
question  "speered"  at  the  witness  had  the  same 
result.  Becoming  uneasy,  but  too  senatorial  to 
show  it,  the  general,  in  a  most  stately  and  elegant 
manner,  asked  a  little  adjournment,  stating  some 
good  reason.  This  being  granted,  he  took  the 
referee  into  another  room  and,  with  some  warmth 

of    manner,  asked  :    "  What  in  does   Bob 

Prebles  mean  by  his  See-see-see-pee,  three  forty- 
three  ?  " 


Weak  as  a  Cat 
Is  a  bad  simile,  for  the  cat  is  a  very  muscular  ani- 
mal for  its  size.  But  to  be  as  weak  as  a  convales- 
cent after  a  wasting  and  protracted  disease  is  to  be 
weak  indeed.  Nothing  in  the  way  of  a  tonic  pro- 
motes convalescence,  hastens  a  gain  in  strength, 
like  Hostetter's  Stomach  Bitters.  It  increases 
appetite,  helps  digestion,  and  induces  sleep.  Nerv- 
ous invalids  derive  from  it  unspeakable  benefit.  It 
cures  malaria,  rheumatism,  constipation. 


Ill-Tempered  Babies 

Are  not  desirable  in  any  home.  Insufficient  nour- 
ishment produces  ill-temper.  Guard  against  fret- 
ful children  by  feeding  nutritious  and  digestible 
food.  The  Gail  Borden  Eagle  Brand  Condensed 
Milk  is  the  most  successful  of  all  infant  foods. 


-  The  finest  Xmas  Cards  at  Cooper's. 


Mothers  be  sure  and  use  "  Mrs.  Winslow's 
Soothing  Syrup"  for  your  children  while  teething, 


Health,  comfort,  and  happiness  abound  in  homes 
where  "  Garland"  Stoves  and  Ranges  are  used. 


■  Beautiful  Xmas  Cards  at  Cooper's. 


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OPf^   BN JOYS 

Both  the  method  and  results  -when 
Syrup  of  Figs  is  taken ;  it  is  pleasant 
and  refreshing  to  the  taste,  and  acts 
gently  yet  promptly  on  the  Kidneys, 
Liver  and  Bowels,  cleanses  the  sys- 
tem effectually,  dispels  colds,  head- 
aches and  fevers  and  cures  habitual 
constipation.  Syrup  of  Figs  is  the 
only  remedy  of  its  kind  ever  pro- 
duced, pleasing  to  the  taste  and  ac- 
ceptable to  the  stomach,  prompt  in 
its  action  and  truly  beue6cial  in  its 
effects,  prepared  only  from  the  most 
healthy  and  agreeable  substances,  its 
many  excellent  qualities  commend  it 
to  all  and  have  made  it  the  most 
popular  remedy  known. 

Syrup  of  Figs  is  for  sale  in  50 
cent  bottles  by  all  leading  drug- 
gists. Any  reliable  druggist  who 
may  not  have  it  on  hand  will  pro- 
cure it  promptly  for  any  one  who 
wishes  to  try  it.  Do  not  accept  any 
substitute. 

CALIFORNIA  FIG  SYRUP  CO. 

SAN  FRANCISCO,  CAL. 
LOUISVILLE,  KY.  NEVJ  VORK,  N.V. 


SOUTHERN  PACIFIC  COMPANY. 

PACIFIC  SYSTEM. 


Trains  leave,  and  are  due  to  arrive  at 
SAN  FKANCISCO. 


GRAND  NATIONAL  AWARD 
of  1 6,60 G  francs* 


a  Stimulating  Eestorative, 

CONTAEOHG 

PERUVIAN  BARK,  IRON, 

AND  PURE  CATALAN  WINE. 

the  Great  FRENCH  REMEDY 

for  PREVENTION  and  CTJRE  of 

DYSPEPSIA,  MALARIA,    FEVER  and  AGUE; 

NEURALGIA,  loss  of  APPETITE, 

and  RETARDED  CONVALESCENCE 

22  Euc  Dronot,  Paris* 

E.  FOUGERA  &  CO    Agents  for  It.  S., 

80  North  William  Street,  N.  T. 


leave.    |    From  December  1,  1894.     |    arrive. 

7.00  a.  Atlantic  Express  for  Ogden  and 
East 

7.00  A.  Benicia,  Vacavule,  Rumsey,  Sac- 
ramento, and  Redding,  via  Davis . 

7.30  a,  Martinez,  San  Ramon,  Napa,  Cal- 
istoga,  and  *Santa  Rosa. 

8.30  a,  Niles,  San  Jose",  Stockton,  lone, 
Sacramento,  Marysville,  Red 
Bluff,  and  "Oroville 

9.00  a.  New  Orleans  Express,  *Raymond 
(for  Yosetnite),  Santa  Barbara, 
Los  Angeles,  Deming,  El  Paso, 
New  Orleans,  and  East 

9.00  a.     Martinez  and  Stockton 

*  9.00  a.     Peters  and  Milton 

$10.30  a.     "  Sunset      Limited,"       Vestibuled 

Train  through  to  New  Orleans. . 

1.00  P.     NHes,  San  Jose,  and  Livermore 

Niles,  San  Jose",  and  Livermore. . . . 

*  1. 00   p.     Sacramento  River  Steamers 

4.00   p.     Martinez,     San     Ramon,    Vallejo, 

Napa,  Calistoga,  El  Verano, 
and  Santa  Rosa 

4.00  p.  Benicia,  Vacaville,  Woodland, 
Knights  Landing,  Marysville, 
Oroville,  and  Sacramento 

4.30  r.  Niles,  San  Jose",  Livermore,  Stock- 
ton, Modesto,  Merced,  and 
Fresno 

5.00  p.  Los  Angeles  Express,  Fresno, 
Bakers  field,  Santa  Barbara,  and 
Los  Angeles 

5.00  p.  Santa  Fe  Route,  Atlantic  Express 
for  Mojave  and  East 

6.00  P.     European  Mail,  Ogden  and  East.. . 

6.00  p.  Haywards,  Niles,  and  San  Jos*'.... 
X  7.00   P.     Vallejo 

7.00  P.  Oregon  Express,  Sacramento, 
Marysville,  Redding,  Portland, 
Puget  Sound,  and  East. 


6.45  A. 

7.15  P. 

6.15  P. 

4.15  r. 


5-45  P- 

IO.45  A. 

*  7- IS  v. 

I".4S  A. 

*  8.45  a. 

tlI-45  A. 

*  9.OO  P. 


IO.45  A. 

IO.45  A- 

9.45  A. 

7-45  a. 

t  7-45  P- 


SANTA   CRUZ   DIVISION  (Narrow  Gauge ). 


8.15  a.     Newark,     Centerville,    San     Jose, 
Felton,    Boulder    Creek,    Santa 

Cruz,  and  Way  Stations 5.50  P, 

*  2.15  P.  Newark,  Centerville,  San  Jose", 
New  Almaden,  Felton,  Boulder 
Creek,  Santa  Cruz,  and  prin- 
cipal Way  Stations *n.ao  a. 

4.15   P.     Newark,  San  Jose,  Los  Gatos 9.50  A. 

tii-45    P.     Hunters'  Train  for  Newark,  Alviso, 
San  Jose,  Los  Gatos,  and  Way 
Stations }  8.05  p. 


COAST  DIVISION,  Third  and  Towneend  Sts. 

6.45  A.    San  Jose,  New  Almaden,  and  Way 

Stations 1.45   p. 

8.15  a.  San  Jose",  Tres  Pinos,  Santa  Cruz, 
Pacific  Grove,  Paso  Robles,  San 
Luis  Obispo,  and  principal  Way 

Stations 7.05   P. 

10.40  a.    San  Jose-  and  Way  Stations 5.06  P. 

11.45  a.     Palo  Alto  and  Way  Stations 3.30   P. 

*  2.20   p.     San  Jose,  Gilroy,  Tres  Pinos,  Santa 

Cruz,  Salinas,  Monterey,  Pacific 

Grove *io.4o  a, 

*  3.30  p.    San  Jose  and  principal  Way  Sta- 

tions   9.47  A. 

*  4.25   p.     Palo  Alto  and  Way  Stations *  8.06  A. 

5.10  p.     San  Jose  and  Way  Stations *  8.48  a. 

6.30  p.     Palo  Alto  and  Way  Stations 6.35  A. 

tn.45   P.     Palo  Alto  and  principal  Way  Sta- 
tions f  7-38  p. 


CBEES  KOUTE  FERRY. 

From  SAN  FRANCISCO— Foot  of  Market  St.  (Sb'p  8)— 
'7.00    *8.oo    9.00    *io.oo   and    11.00   a.    m„     *I2.3o, 
Ji.oo    *2.oo    3.00      *4-oo    5.00  and  *6.oo  p.  m. 
From  OAKLAND  —  Foot  of  Broadway  —  *6.oo      *j.aa 
8.00    *g.oo    10.00  and  *n.oo  a,   m.,    1 12. go    *i2.3o, 
2.00    *3.oo      4.00  and    *5.oo  P.  m. 
a  for  morning.    P  for  afternoon.    *  Sundays  excepted. 
f  Saturdays   only.     $  Thursdays   only.     J  Sundays  only. 
The  PACIFIC   TRANSFER   COMPANY  wfll 
.  call  for  and  check  baggage  from  hotels  and  residences. 
!  Inquire  of  Ticket  Agents  for  Time  Cards  and  other  in- 
formation. 


GATHER  THE  ITEMS  NOW 

They  make  History  in  the  Future. 

We  take  orders  for  clipping  on  any  snbject, 
including  Midwinter  Fair. 

BUBEATJ  OF  PRESS  CLIPPING, 
325  Dearborn  St.,  Chicago. 


A  GAMP  FIRE  IS  GOOD. 

A  WOOD  OR  GOAL  STOVE  IS  DETTER. 

OUT  A  GAS  STOVE  IS  BEST. 


All  Kinds  of  Gas  Cooking  Stoves  and  Gas 
Grates.     Stove  Department, 

S.    F.  GAS-LIGHT    COMPANY, 

236     POST     STREET. 


WHITE  STAR  LINE. 

United     States    and    Royal    Mail    Steamers, 

Sailing  from  Liverpool  and  New 

York  every  Wednesday. 

from  new  york: 

Britannic December  19th  |  Majestic December  26th 

Salon  rates,  $50  and  upward;  according  to  steamer  and 
accommodations  selected.  Excursion  tickets  on  favor- 
able terms.  Through  tickets  to  London  and  Paris. 
Second  cabin,  Majestic  and  Teutonic,  $35  and  $40. 
Steerage  tickets  at  low  rates.  Tickets  for  safe  by  all  the 
leading  railroad  and  steamship  agents  in  San  Francisco. 

H    MAITLAND    KERSEY,  Agent, 

29  Broadway,  New  York, 


PACIFIC  MAIL  STEAMSHIP  CO. 

Through  Line   to  New   York,   via    Panama, 
Calling  at  various  ports  of  Mexico  and  Central  America. 
Sailings   (at    noon)    from    company's    wharf,    First    and 
Brannan  Streets: 

SS.  San  Juan December  8th 

SS.  Colon D*cember  18th 

SS.  San  Jose December  28th 

SS.  Acapulco January  8th 

Japan  and    China  Line  for  Yokohama  and 
Hong  Kong. 

Connecting  at  Yokohama  with  steamers  for  Shanghai,  and 

at  Hong  Kong  for  Indies,  Straits,  etc.: 

FOR  HONG  KONG,  VIA  YOKOHAMA: 

City  of  Rio  Janeiro. .  .Thursday,  December  13,  at  3  p.  m. 

City  of  Peking Thursday,  January  3,  at  3  p.  M. 

China  (via  Honolulu) Tuesday,  January  15,  at  3  P.  m. 

Peru Saturday,  February  2,  at  3  P.  m. 

Round-Trip  Tickets  to  Yokohama  and  return  at  re- 
duced  rates. 

For    Freight   or  Passage    apply   at  company's    office, 
No.  425  Marke'  Street. 

ALEXANDER  CENTER,  General  Agent. 


OCCIDENTAL    AND    ORIENTAL 

STEAMSHIP  COMPANY. 

FOR  JAP  AX  ANT)  CHENTA. 

NOTE  CHANGH   IN   HOUR   OF  SAILING: 

Steamers  leave  Wharf,  comer  First  and  Brannan  Streets, 

3  o'clock  P.  M.,  for 

YOKOHAMA  AND  HONG  KONG, 

Connecting  at  Yokohama  with  steamers  for  Shanghai. 

Steamer.     From  San  Francisco  for  Hong  Kong.      1894. 

Belgic Thursday,  November  16 

Oceanic..(via  Honolulu),  .Tuesday,  December  4 

Gaelic Monday,  December  24 

Belgic Thursday,  January  24,  1895 

Round-Trip  Tickets  at  reduced  rates. 
For   freight   and   passage   apply   at    company's   office, 
No.  425  Market  Street,  corner  First  Street. 
P.  P.  STUBBS,  Secretary. 

PACIFIC  COAST  STEAMSHIP  CO. 

Dispatch  steamers  from  San  Francisco  for  ports  in 
Alaska,  9  a.  m.  November  6,  21,  Pecember  6,  ax. 

For  B.  C.  and  Puget  Sound  ports,  October  27,  Novem- 
ber 1,  6,  n,  16,  21,  26,  December  1,  6,  11,  it,  ai,  26, 
31,  and  every  fifth  day  thereafter.  For  Eureka,  Hum- 
boldt Bay,  Steamer  Willamette  I  'alley,  every  Wednesday, 
9  a.  m.  For  Newport,  Los  Angeles,  and  all  way 
ports,  every  fourth  and  fifth  day  alternately  at  S  a.  m. 
For  San  Diego,  stopping  only  at  Port  Harford,  Santa 
Barbara,  Port  Los  Angeles,  Redondo  (Los  Angeles), 
and  Newport  every  fourth  and  fifth  day  alternately,  at 
11  A.  M,  For  Ensenada,  San  Jose!  del  Cabo,  Mazatlan, 
La  Paz,  and  Guaymas  (Mexico),  Steamer  St.  Paul,  25th 
of  each  month.  Ticket-office,  Palace  Hotel,  4  New  Mont- 
gomery Street. 

GOODALL.  PERKINS  &.  CO..  Gct  jentj, 

No.  10  Market  Street,  S  ancisco,  C«l. 


THE        ARGONAUT. 


December  io,  1894. 


SOCIETY. 


The  Tobin  Dinner-Party. 
Mrs.  Mary  A.  Tobin  gave  an  elaborate  dinner- 
party last  Tuesday  evening  at  her  residence,  corner 
of  California  and  Taylor  Streets.  Covers  were  laid 
for  twenty-four,  and  the  table  was  decorated  with 
yellow  chrysanthemums.  A  string  orchestra  played 
during  the  service  of  the  dinner,  and  a  couple  of 
hours  were  very  pleasantly  passed  in  dining.  Mrs. 
Tobin's  guests  were : 

Mr.  arid  Mrs.  Joseph  S.  Tobin,  Miss  Celia  Tobin,  Miss 
Beatrice  Tobin.  Miss  Jennie  Blair,  Miss  Mary  C. 
Deming,  Miss  Fanny  Loughborough,  Miss  Mane  Zane, 
Miss  Ella  Hobart,  Miss  Genevieve  Goad,  Miss  Grace 
Bailey  Miss  LUlie  Carroll,  Miss  Florence  Mills.  Mr. 
Edward  M.  Greenway,  Mr.  Frank  L.  Owen,  Mr.  James 
Brett  Stokes.  Mr.  Samuel  Knight.  Mr.  Peter  Donahue 
Martin,  Mr.  William  R.  Heath.  Mr.  Henry  N.  Stetson, 
Mr.  Henry  R.  Simp  kins,  Mr.  Clement  Tobin,  Lieutenant 
C.  P.  Summer.dl,  U.  S.  A„  and  Lieutenant  Frank  A. 
Wilcox,   U.  S.  A. 

A  Dinner  to  General  Forsyth. 
Brigadier-General  James  W.  Forsyth,  U.  S.  A., 
who  was  recently  appointed  to  the  command  of  the 
Department  of  California,  was  the  honored  guest 
last  Thursday  evening  at  a  dinner  given  to  him  at 
the  Pacific-Union  Club  by  several  of  his  friends. 
The  dining-table  was  very  handsomely  decorated 
and  several  hours  were  pleasantly  passed  there  in 
the  enjoyment  of  an  elaborate  menu.  Those  pres- 
ent were  : 

Brigadier-General  James  W.  Forsyth,  U.  S.  A.,  Mr. 
Charles  Webb  Howard.  Mr.  Russell  J.  Wilson,  Mr.  Claus 
Spreckcls,  Mr.  H.  L.  Dodge,  Mr.  A.  L.Tubbs,  Mr.  W.  M. 
Newhall,  Mr.  William  Alvord,  Mr.  Robert  Oxnard,  Mr. 
H.  Schussler,  Mr.  Charles  Page,  Mr.  George  C.  Board- 
man,  Mr.  Peter  McG.  McBean,  Mr.  D.  W.  Earl.  Mr. 
Homer  S.  King,  Mr.  George  W.  Prescott,  Mr.  Charles 
N.  Felton,  Mr.  Frank  McCoppin,  Mr.  W.  F.  Goad, 
Mr.  Thomas   B.    Bishop,   Mr.  E.  W.   Hopkins,  Mr.   E. 

A.  Bruguiere,  Mr.  Horace  L.  Hill,  Mr.  Joseph  M. 
Quay,  Mr.  J.  B.  Crockett,  Mr.  Richard  H.  Pease, 
Mr.  Frederick  W.  Zeile,  Mr.  William  E.  Brown,   Mr.  J. 

B.  Randol,  Mr.  William  F.  Herrin.  Mr.  C.  P.  Eells,  Mr. 
H.  E.  Huntington,  Mr.  Horace  G.  Piatt,  Major  Alfred 
E.  Bates,  U.  S.  A.,  Major  Amos  S.  Kimball,  U.  S.  A., 
Lieutenant-Colonel  James  G.  C.  Lee,  U.  S.  A.,  Lieu- 
tenant-Colonel W.  H.  H.  Benyaurd,  U.  S.  A.,  Mr.  E.  J. 
de  Pue,  Judge  Joseph  McKenna,  Judge  W.  W.  Morrow, 
Mr.  Irving  M.  Scott,  General  W.  H.  Dimond. 


The  Parrott  Dinner-Party. 
Mr.  John  Parrott  gave  quite  an  elaborate  dinner- 
party at  the  Pacific  Union  Club  last  Thursday 
evening,  in  honor  of  Mr.  Henry  J.  Crocker,  presi- 
dent of  the  Horse  Show  Association,  and  Mr. 
Reginald  W.  Reeves  and  Mr.  R.  F.  Carman,  of 
New  York,  who  acted  as  judges  at  the  horse  show 
which  was  held  here  recently.  All  of  the  appoint- 
ments of  the  affair  were  perfect,  and  the  evening 
was  a  most  enjoyable  one  to  all  present. 


The  Sloss  Reception. 
Mr.  and  Mrs.  Leon  Sloss  gave  a  very  enjoyable 
reception  last  Thursday  evening  at  their  residence, 
1615  Van  Ness  Avenue,  for  the  purpose  of  intro- 
ducing to  society  circles  Miss  Greenewald,  a  sister 
of  the  hostess.  There  were  about  one  hundred 
and  fifty  guests  present,  who  met  with  a  most 
cordial  reception  and  were  hospitably  entertained. 
The  residence  was  beautifully  decorated  with  flow- 
ers and  plants,  the  floors  were  canvased  for  dan- 
cing, and  Rosner's  Hungarian  Orchestra  played 
throughout  the  evening.  At  midnight  an  elaborate 
supper  was  served  under  Ludwig's  direction,  after 
which  the  festivities  were  continued  until  a  late 
hour.  _ 

Notes  and  Gossip. 

The  marriage  has  been  announced  of  Miss  Belle 
Wallace,  daughter  of  Judge  W.  C.  Wallace,  for 
many  years  a  resident  of  Napa  City  but  now  of 
Auburn,  to  Mr.  Arthur  Edward  Coates.  The 
■  groom  is  a  graduate  of  Cambridge  University  and 
the  eldest  son  of  Colonel  Arthur  Coates,  of  New- 
town House  and  of  Almondsbury  Lodge,  England. 
He  is  a  grandson  of  Sir  Edmund  de  Gonville 
Bromhead,  Bart.,  of  Thurlby  Hall,  a  distinguished 
general  who  served  at  the  Battle  of  Waterloo. 

Mr.  William  Watkinson  Gill  has  issued  invita- 
tions for  the  wedding  of  his  daughter.  Miss  Eliza- 
beth Gill,  and  Dr.  Henry  Ellis  Sanderson,   which 


Absolutely 
Pure 

A  cream  of  tartar  baking  powder.  High- 
est of  all  in  leavening  strength.  —  Latest 
United  States  Government  Food  Report. 

Royal  Baking  Powder  Co., 
106  Wall  St.,  N.  Y. 


will  lake  place  at  half-past  eight  o'clock  next  Wed- 
nesday evening  at  the  First  Unitarian  Church. 

Mrs.  Orville  D.  Baldwin  will  give  a  matinee  tea 
to-day,  from  four  until  seven  o'clock,  at  her  resi- 
dence, 21 15  Pacific  Avenue,  to  introduce  her 
daughter,  Miss  Blanche  Baldwin,  into  society  cir- 
cles. She  will  be  assisted  in  receiving  by  Mrs.  C. 
N.  Ellinwood,  Mrs.  J.  D.  Richards,  Miss  Delia 
Mills,  Miss  Hilda  Macdonald,  Miss  Isabel  Preston, 
Miss  Rosalynde  Bryant,  Miss  Lottie  Woods,  Miss 
Helen  Andros,  Miss  May  .Palmer,  Miss  Charlotte 
Cunningham.  Miss  May  Ayers,  Miss  Elizabeth 
Moffatt,  Miss  May  Colburn,  and  Miss  Grace  Berlz. 
A  banquet  will  be  given  at  the  Bohemian  Club 
this  evening  by  about  one  hundred  of  the  mem- 
bers, in  honor  of  Brigadier-General  James  W. 
Forsyth,  U.  S.  A.  There  will  be  music  by  Ros- 
ner's Hungarian  Orchestra,  and  the  presentation 
of  a  cartoon.  Mr.  Horace  G.  Piatt,  president 
of  the  club,  will  preside.  The  club  has  just  com- 
pleted arrangements  with  W.  M.  Lent  for  a  re- 
newal of  its  present  lease  for  a  term  of  five  years, 
with  the  privilege  of  an  extension  of  five  years. 
Its  indebtedness  is  being  gradually  reduced,  and  it 
is  now  on  a  firm  financial  footing.  Within  a  very 
short  period  of  time  there  have  been  more  than 
forty  members  added  to  its  list. 

Mrs.  Louis  F.  Monteagle,  who,  with  other  prom- 
inent society  ladies  of  this  city,  is  interested  in  the 
Pioneer  Kindergarten  Society,  has  this  year  decided 
to  give  an  entertainment  at  her  commodious  resi- 
dence, 1830  Jackson  Street,  for  the  benefit  of  that 
society.  She  desires  the  many  friends  of  the  or- 
ganization to  know  that  she  will  be  at  home  on 
Saturday,  December  8th,  afternoon  and  evening. 
In  the  afternoon,  from  two  to  six  o'clock,  there  will 
be  a  musicale,  when  the  operetta  "  Widows  Be- 
witched "  will  be  presented.  It  is  a  laughable  skit, 
and,  no  doubt,  will  be  thoroughly  enjoyed  by  the 
many  ladies  and  gentlemen  who  will  attend.  From 
eight  to  ten  o'clock  in  the  evening,  there  will  be  a 
sale  of  cushions  and  linens  for  the  purpose  of  aid- 
ing the  society  in  its  worthy  object  in  a  financial 
way.  It  has  been  decided  to  make  the  admission 
one  dollar,  which  will  include  refreshments. 

A  bazaar  will  be  held  in  the  hop-room  at  the 
Presidio  next  Saturday  afternoon  and  evening  for 
the  benefit  of  the  charity  work  of  the  Golden  Circle 
of  King's  Daughters.  Luncheon  will  be  served 
during  the  afternoon,  and  there  will  be  dancing 
and  refreshments  in  the  evening. 

Mrs.  David  Bixler  and  the  Misses  Hyde  will  re- 
ceive next  Friday  at  their  residence,  corner  of 
Pierce  and  Union  Streets. 

The  Monday  Evening  Dancing  Class  gave  its 
second  soiree  dansante  at  Lunt's  Hall  last  Monday 
night.  There  were  almost  one  hundred  and  fifty 
ladies  and  gentlemen  present.  Dancing  was  enjoyed 
until  midnight  to  excellent  music,  and  light  re- 
freshments were  served. 

A  dancing  club  recently  organized  gave  its  first 
party  on  Friday  evening  in  the  Maple  Room  at  the 
Palace  Hotel.  The  club  numbers  one  hundred 
members,  and  almost  all  of  them  were  present. 
The  reception  committee  consisted  of  Mrs.  Frank 
Sumner,  Mrs.  Grove  P.  Ayers,  Mrs.  William  H. 
Mills,  Mrs.  Alexander  D.  Sharon,  Miss  Ayers, 
Miss  Delia  Mills,  Mr.  Hall,  and  Mr.  Everett. 
During  the  evening  several  figures  of  the  cotillion 
were  given  under  the  leadership  of  Mr.  Leonard 
Everett.  The  affair  ended  at  midnight,  and  was 
very  enjoyable. 

Miss  Gould  gave  an  enjoyable  dancing-party  at 
her  residence,  904  Van  Ness  Avenue,  last  Monday 
evening,  in  honor  of  Miss  Ruth  Smith,  of  Chicago. 
Miss  Gould  was  assisted  in  receiving  by  her  mother, 
Mrs.  W.  O.  Gould,  Mrs.  F.  S.  Mayhew,  and  Miss 
Anna  Wainwright.  The  affair  was  a  very  pleasant 
one  in  every  way.  Miss  Smith  and  her  father. 
General  John  Carson  Smith,  left  last  Tuesday  on 
the  Oceanic  to  make  a  tour  of  the  world,  via  the 
Orient,  Suez,  and  the  Mediterranean  Sea,  and  will 
return  to  their  home  late  in  August. 

Lieutenant  F.  A.  Wilcox,  U.  S.  A.,  gave  a  box- 
party  at  the  Mechanics'  Pavilion  last  Wednesday 
evening,  followed  by  a  delicious  supper.  His 
guests  were  Miss  Jennie  Blair,  Miss  Fanny 
Crocker,  Miss  Julia  Crocker,  Miss  Ethel  Cohen, 
Miss  Alice  Owen,  Lieutenant  C.  L.  Bent,  U.  S.  A., 
Mr.  Frank  L.  Owen,  Mr.  Samuel  C.  Buckbee,  Mr. 
Addison  Mizner,  Mr.  J.  F.  J.  Archibald,  and  Mr. 
Charles  Fernald. 

Mrs.  William  V.  Bryan  gave  an  enjoyable  mati- 
nee tea  last  Saturday  at  her  residence,  1822  Pine 
Street.  A  large  numbers  of  visitors  were  received 
in  the  handsomely  decorated  parlors,  and  were  de- 
lightfully entertained.  Mrs.  Bryan  was  assisted  in 
receiving  by  Mrs.  Edwin  Danforth,  Mrs.  R,  E. 
Rudolph,  Miss  Cluness,  Miss  Maude  Smith,  Miss 
Delia  Mills,  Miss  Sturdivant,  Miss  Taylor,  Miss 
Blanchard,  and  Miss  Whitelaw. 

Miss  Rose  Sachs  gave  a  lunch-party  last  Thurs- 
day at  her  residence,  820  Post  Street,  and  enter- 
tained thirty-five  young  ladies. 


MUSICAL    NOTES. 


Miss  Sadie  F.  Tibbey,  the  whistliug  soloist,  will 
give  a  concert  in  Maple  Hall,  at  the  Palace  Hotel, 
on  Wednesday  evening,  December  12th.  She  will 
be  assisted  by  Miss  Millie  Flyrni,  soprano,  Mr. 
Frank  Coffin,  tenor,  Dr.  Arthur  Rcgensburger, 
'cclloist,  Signor  S.  Martinez,  pianist,  and  Mr. 
Alfred  A.  Batkin,  accompanist. 


The  Bayly  Sone  Recital. 
Miss  Etta  Bayly,  the  contralto,  gave  her  first  song 
recital  last  Wednesday  evening  at  the  Kohler  & 
Chase  Hall,  and  was  assisted  by  Mrs.  H.  J. 
Stewart,  pianiste,  and  Mr.  J.  H.  Rosewald,  violinist. 
Many  of  her  friends  were  present  and  listened 
attentively  to  the  presentation  of  the  following 
programme  : 

fa)  "  Impatience,"  Schubert,  fb)  "In  questa  tombo," 
Beethoven,  (c)  "Out  of  my  soul's  great  sorrow,"  Franz, 
(d)  "I'll  not  Complain."  Schumann,  Miss  Etta  Bayly; 
(a)  "  Marcia,"  fb)  "  Scherzino,"  Raff,  Mrs.  H.  J .  Stewart 
and  Mr.  J.  H.  Rosewald;  fa)  "Love."  Godard.  fb) 
"  Dites-moi,"  Nevin,  (c)  "Could  I,"  Tosti,"  fd)  "The 
Vow,"  Bohm,  Miss  Etta  Bayly  ;  violin  solo,  "  Legende," 
Wieniawski,  Mr.  J.  H.  Rosewald  ;  fa)  "  A  poor  soul  sat 
sighing,"  Parker,  (b)  "  Dance  Sons."  Handcl-Carmichael, 
(c)  "  Chanson  d'amour,"  fd)  "  Chanson  musette,"  Thome, 
Miss  Etta  Bayly.  _ 

The  Shindler  Concert. 

Miss  Caroline  Shindler  gave  her  first  concert  last 
Tuesday  evening  at  Golden  Gate  Hall,  with  the 
assistance  of  Mrs.  Carmichael-Carr,  Miss  Mary 
Morse,  Mr.  Sigmund  Beel,  and  Mr.  H.  A.  Melvin. 
The  following  excellent  programme  was  presented  : 

Duo  for  piano  and  violin  in  G,  andantino,  allegro 
vivace,  Grieg,  Mrs,  Carr  and  Mr.  Beel ;  air  de  Pecheurs 
de  Pedes,  Bizet,  Miss  Caroline  Shindler ;  Patria,  Mattej, 
Mr.  H.  A.  Melvin ;  fa)  Spanish  dance,  Albeniz,  (b) 
Etincelles,  Moszkowski,  Mrs.  Carmichael  -  Carr ;  fa) 
"  Deep  in  a  Rose's  Glowing  Heart,"  Nevin,  (b) 
Aprile  Tosti,  Miss  Caroline  Shindler ;  andante  and 
rondo  capriccioso,  Saint  -  Saens,  Mr.  Sigmund  Beel; 
(a)  Sorrento,  Grand,  fb)  Chanson  de  l'Abeille,  Masse, 
Miss  Caroline  Shindler  ;  "This  Heart  of  Mine,"  Rellie, 
Mr.  Alexander  Melvin  ;  Mrs.  Carr  and  Miss  Mary  Morse, 
accompanists. 

The  "Trilby  "  Concert. 

A  "Trilby"  concert  was  given  at  Metropolitan 
Hall  last  Wednesday  evening  for  the  benefit  of  the 
Mercantile  Library  under  the  auspices  of  the  Mer- 
cantile Library  Auxiliary.  The  affair  was  very  suc- 
cessful and  was  enjoyed  by  a  large  audience.  The 
programme,  as  presented,  was  as  follows  : 

"  Rosemonde,"  Schubert,  Miss  Ada  E  Weigel ;  "The 
Mighty  Deep,"  Jude,  Mr.  George  B.  McBride  ;  "Could 
I,"  Tosti,  Mrs.  E.  M.  Taylor ;  "  Good-Eye,"  Tosti,  Mrs. 
A.  M.  Noble  ;  impromptu,  A  flat,  Chopin,  Miss  Ada  E. 
Weigel ;  "I  Arise  from  Dreams  of  Thee,"  J.  D.  Redding, 
Mrs.  E.  M.  Taylor;  fa)  "  Bonjour,  Suzon,"  Delibes,  fb) 
"  Le  Capitaine  Roquefinette,"  Puget,  Miss  Touaillon  ; 
"  Ben  Bolt,"  Mrs.  A.  M.  Noble ;  accompanist,  Mr. 
Emilio  Cruclls. 

Scheel  Symphony  Concert. 

Mr.  Fritz  Scheel  gave  his  twelfth  symphony  con- 
cert on  Friday  evening  at  the  Auditorium.  A  large 
audience  was  present.  The  following  excellent 
programme  was  given  : 

Overture,  "  The  Magic  Flute,"  Mozart ;  Symphony 
No.  2,  Beethoven  ;  piano  concerto,  C  minor,  Beethoven, 
Mr.  S.  G.  Fleishman  ;  "The  Youth  of  Hercules,"  Saint- 
Saens  ;  ballet  suite,  "  Coppelia,"  Delibes. 


—  A    COLLECTION   OF    ORIENTAL    CURIOS,     EM- 

broideries,  and  rugs,  which  will  be  found  to  pos- 
sess considerable  interest  for  collectors  and  con- 
noisseurs, has  been  brought  to  San  Francisco,  and 
will  be  exhibited  in  the  rooms  recently  vacated  by 
the  State  Board  of  Trade,  under  the  Crocker,  Wool- 
worth  Bank,  Market  and  Post  Streets,  on  Monday 
and  Tuesday  of  next  week.  The  collector,  Hadji 
Ephraim  Benguiat,  has  given  his  life  to  gathering 
the  quaintest  of  curios  and  most  exquisite  of  rugs 
in  Turkey  and  Western  Asia,  and  as  a  result  of 
study,  they  are  all  selected  with  refined  taste. 


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— Huber's  Orchestra  furnishes  excellent 
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the  cotillions  of  the  Friday  Night  Club,  and  at  the 
Hotel  Del  Monte.    420  Eddy  Street.    Tel.,  East68i. 


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SOCIETY. 


The  Friday  Night  Club. 
The  members  of  the  Friday  Night  Club  held 
their  first  meeting  of  this  season  at  Odd  Fellows' 
Hall  on  Friday  evening.  The  affair,  from  every 
point  of  view,  was  the  success  it  deserved  to  be. 
All  of  this  season's  debutantes  were  present,  and 
the  display  of  stylish  gowns  was  something  to  be 
admired.  This  meeting  was  simply  an  assembly, 
not  a  cotillion,  and  there  was  dancing  to  Ruber's 
music  until  two  o'clock  in  the  morning.  The  dec- 
oration of  the  hall  was  very  tasteful,  pale  green 
and  white  being  the  predominating  colors.  At  mid- 
night an  excellent  supper  was  served  by  Ludwig. 
The  next  meeting,  which  will  be  a  cotillion,  will  be 
held  on  Friday  evening,  December  21st.  Among 
the  members  of  the  club  are  : 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  John  F,  Boyd,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  W.  F. 
Bowers,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Spencer  C.  Buckbee,  Mr.  and  Mrs. 
Sidney  B.  Cushin?,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Warren  D.  Clark,  Mr. 
and  Mrs.  J.  B.  Crockett,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Francis  J.  Caro- 
lan,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  J.  E.  de  Ruyter,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  H.  L. 
Dodge,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  J.  A.  Donohoe.  Jr.,  Mr.  and  Mrs. 
P.  P.  Eyre,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Frederick  H.  Green,  Mr.  and 
Mrs.  William  M.  Gwin,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  A.  E.  Head,  Mr. 
and  Mrs.  Paul  Jarboe,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  George  H.  Lent, 
Mr.  and  Mrs.  Thomas  Magee,  Jr.,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  P.  P. 
Moore,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  W.  Mayo  Newhall,  Mr.  and  Mrs. 
F.  L.  H.  Noble,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Orestes  Pierce,  Mr,  and 
Mrs.  C.  A.  Spreckets,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  William  Thomas, 
Mr.  and  Mrs.  W.  Hinckley  Taylor,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  W.  B. 
Tubbs.  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Joseph  S.  Tobin,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  T. 
C.  Van  Ness,  Dr.  and  Mrs.  Frank  P.  Wilson,  Mr.  and 
Mrs.  W.  S.  Wood,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Russell  J.  Wilson,  Mrs. 
E.  S.  Breyfogle,  Mrs.  Thomas  Breeze.  Mrs.  John  Currey, 
Mrs.  R.  T.  Carroll,  Mrs.  J.  Downey  Harvey,  Mrs.  N.  G. 
Kittle,  Mrs.  A.  J.  Moulder,  Mrs.  W.  C.  Ralston,  Mrs. 
W.  H.  Taylor,  Mrs.  M.  W.  Tompkins,  Mrs.  A.  N. 
Towne,  Mrs  I.  S.  Van  Winkle,  Mrs.  A.  H.  Voorhies,  Mrs. 
R.  C.  Woolworth.  Miss  Dottie  Ames,  Miss  Bernice  Bates, 
Miss  Emma  Butler,  Miss  Jennie  Blair,  Miss  Louisa 
Breeze,  Miss  Mary  Breeze,  Miss  Mamie  Burling,  Miss 
Chabot,  Miss  Jessie  Coleman.  Miss  Fanny  Crocker, 
Miss  Julia  Crocker,  Miss  Ethel  Cohen,  Miss  Sara  Collier, 
Miss  Campbell,  Miss  Edith  Conner,  Miss  Lizzie  Carroll, 
Miss  Kate  Clement,  Miss  Jennie  Cheesman,  Miss  Alice 
Decker,  Miss  Mabel  de  Noon,  Miss  Antoinette  Delmas, 
Miss  Josephine  Delmas,  Miss  Dutton,  Miss  Mary  Eyre, 
Miss  Glasscock,  Miss  Ida  Gibbons,  Miss  Ella  Goad,  Miss 
Aileen  Goad,  Miss  Mary  Bell  Gwin,  Miss  Garber,  Miss 
Ecnelie  Hager,  Miss  Alice  Hager,  Miss  May  Hoffman, 
Miss  Anna  Head,  Miss  Minnie  Houghton,  Miss  Belle 
Hutchinson,  Miss  Alice  Hobart,  Miss  Ella  Hobart,  Miss 
Clementina  Kip,  Miss  Fanny  Loughborough,  Miss  Lillian 
Miles,  Miss  Addie  Mills,  Miss  Florence  Mills,  Miss 
Moulder,  Miss  Ella  Morgan,  Miss  Sallie  Maynard,  Miss 
Amy  McKee,  Miss  Isabel  McKenna,  Miss  Alice  Mc- 
Cutchen,  Miss  McNutt,  Miss  Alice  Owen,  Miss  Potter, 
Miss  Claire  Ralston,  Miss  Cora  Smedberg,  Miss  Selby, 
Miss  Schneely,  Miss  Alice  Simpkins,  Miss  Helen  Smith, 
Miss  Bertha  Smith,  Miss  Clarice  Sheldon,  Miss  Mamie 
Thomas,  Miss  Carrie  Taylor,  Miss  Ethel  Tompkins,  Miss 
Celia  Tobin,  Miss  Beatrice  Tobin,  Miss  Van  Winkle, 
Miss  Daisy  Van  Ness,  Miss  Marie  Voorhies,  Miss 
Ella  Wall,  Miss  Eleanor  Wood,  Miss  Woolworth, 
Mr.  Lawson  S.  Adams,  Mr.  George  W.  Bates,  Lieuten- 
ant H.  C.  Benson,  U.  S.  A.,  Mr.  A.  P.  Brayton,  Mr. 
Rhodes  Borden,  Mr.  S.  Boardman,  Mr.  G.  C.  Boardman, 
Jr.,  Mr.  Allan  St.  J.  Bowie,  Lieutenant  C.  L.  Bent,  U. 
S.  A.,  Mr.  Samuel  Buckbee,  Mr.  H.  C.  Breeden,  Mr. 
Frederick  H.  Coon,  Mr.  J.  J.  Chappell,  Mr.  F.  W. 
Conner,  Mr.  W.  L.  Carrigan,  Lieutenant  Thomas  G. 
Carson,  U.  S.  A.,  Mr.  Leonard  Chenery,  Lieutenant 
Clark,  U.  S.  N.,  Mr.  Walter  Leonard  Dean,  Mr.  R.  M. 
Duperu,  Mr.  Peter  Donahue  Martin,  Mr.  Harry  Dur- 
brow,  Mr.  George  B.  de  Long,  Mr.  Robert  M.  Eyre,  Mr, 
Morton  Gibbons,  Mr.  Joseph  D.  Grant,  Mr.  Edward  M. 
Greenway,  Dr.  Garrigues,  Mr.  Jesse  Godley,  Mr.  F.  A. 
Greenwood,  Mr.  Frank  Findley,  Mr  C.  A.  Fernald,  Mr. 
William  R.  Heath,  Mr.  Southard  Hoffman,  Jr.,  Mr.  H. 
M.  Holbrook,  Mr.  J.  A.  Hart,  Mr.  C.  P.  Hubbard,  Mr. 
H.  B.  Houghton,  Mr.  A.  P.  Hayne,  Mr.  R.  C.  Har- 
rison, Mr.  H.  W.  Higgins,  Mr.  William  Ingraham  Kip, 
Mr.  A.  D.  Keyes,  Mr.  Samuel  Knight,  Lieutenant  L.  F. 
Kilbourne,  U.  S.  A.,  Lieutenant  D.  W.  Kilburn,  U.  S. 
A.,  Mr.  Harry  Knowles,  Lieutenant  R.  F.  Lopez, 
U.  S.  N.,  Mr.  John  Lawson,  Mr.  W.  G.  Landers, 
Dr.  Lorini,  Mr.  Milton  S.  Latham,  Mr.  F.  E.  Magee, 
Mr.  Edgar  Mills,  Jr.,  Mr.  Addison  Mizner,  Mr.  Louis 
Masten,  Mr.  H.  L.  Moulder,  Mr.  A.  Macondray,  Mr. 
Burns  Macdonald,  Mr,  W.  H.  Magee,  Mr.  George  H. 
Mendell,  Mr.  F.  W.  McNear,  Mr.  W.  S.  McMurtry,  Mr. 
J.  C.  McKee,  Mr.  Latham  McMullin,  Mr.  Charles  K. 
Mcintosh,  Mr.  Walter  S.  Newhall,  Mr.  Frank  L.  Owen, 
Mr.  W.  D.  Page,  Mr.  Henry  Poett,  Mr.  W.  B.  Pringle, 
Mr.  Cutler  Paige,  Mr.  E.  L.  Parker,  Mr.  Louis  B. 
Parrott,  Mr.  Cesare  Poma,  Mr.  Ferdinand  Reis,  Mr.  C. 
C.  V.  Reeve,  Lieutenant  Rogers,  U.  S.  N„  Lieutenant 
T.  F.  Ruhm,  U.  S.  N.,  Lieutenant  W.  R.  Smedberg,  Jr., 
U.  S.  A.,  Mr.  E.  C.  Sessions,  Mr.  James  Brett  Stokes, 
Mr.  Charles  Schneely,  Mr.  H.  R.  Simpkins,  Mr.  Edward 
H.  Sheldon,  Mr.  H.  N.  Stetson,  Mr.  C.  M.  Smith,  Dr. 
H.  L.  Tevis,  Mr.  Lawrence  Van  Winkle,  Mr.  Frank 
McC.  Van  Ness,  Mr.  L.  S.  Vassault,  Lieutenant  F.  A. 
Wilcox.  U.  S.  A.,  Mr.  A.  B.  Williamson,  Mr.  Douglas 
Waterman,  Mr.  George  S.  Wheaton,  and  Mr.  Frederick 
R.  Webster, 


Movements  and  Whereabouts. 

Annexed  will  be  found  a  resume1  of  movements  to 
and  from  this  city  and  coast,  and  of  the  whereabouts 
of  absent  Californians  : 

Mrs.  Phoebe  Hearst  was  in  New  York  city  last  Satur- 
day, and  registered  at  the  Hotel  Netherland. 

Miss  Miriam  Moore  is  passing  the  winter  with  Mr.  and 
Mrs.  S.  H.  Kaufmann  in  Washington,  D.  C. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Henry  T.  Scott,  Miss  Taylor,  and  Mr. 
H,  H.  Scott  were  in  New  York  city  last  Saturday  at  the 
Holland  House. 

Mrs.  Morgan  G.  Bulkeley  is  expected  here  soon  from 
Hartford,  Conn.,  on  a  visit  to  her  parents,  General  and 
Mrs.  James  F.  Houghton. 

Mrs.  Henry  B.  Williams,  of  Burlingame,  with  her  niece, 
Miss  Cooke,  of  Chicago,  and  her  grandson,  Mr.  Henry 
W.  Poett,  of  Santa  Barbara,  have  been  at  the  Palace 
Hotel  during  the  past  week. 

Mr.  William  Babcock  and  Mr,  Harry  Babcock  sail  to- 
day from  New  York  for  Naples,  whence  they  will  go  to 
Egypt  to  remain  during  the  winter. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Isaac  Upham  are  at  the  Palace  Hotel, 
where  they  will  reside  during  the  winter. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Joseph  Powning,  of  Oakland,  are  due 
to  arrive  in  Genoa,  Italy,  to-day. 

Miss-  Ella  Morgan,  daughter  of  Mr.  and  Mrs.  W.  P. 
Morgan,  has  returned  from  the  East,  where  she  has  been 
attending  school. 

Dr.  and  Mrs.  Simmons,  of  Sacramento,  who  have  been 


traveling  in  the  Eastern  States  during  the  past  six 
months,  will  sail  from  New  York  to-day  to  make  a  pro- 
longed tour  of  Southern  Europe. 

Mr.  J.  C.  Stubbs  left  last  Monday  to  visit  Chicago. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Mountford  S.  Wilson  have  arrived  in 
New  York  city,  and  will  sail  for  Europe  to-day. 

Mrs.  J.  W.  Gashwiler  and  the  Misses  Gashwiler  are  at 
the  California  Hotel,  where  they  will  remain  during  the 
winter. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Monroe  Greenwood  and  Miss  Jennie 
Greenwood  sailed  from  New  York  last  Saturday  for 
Genoa,  Italy. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  William  Mills  Thompson,  who  have  been 
visiting  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Munson,  in  Washington,  D.  C, 
are  en  route  home,  via  New  Orleans. 

Mrs.  J.  A.  Folger  and  Mr.  E.  R.  Folger,  of  Oakland, 
were  at  the  Holland  House  in  New  York  city  last  week. 

Mr.  J.  Henry  Mangels  has  returned  from  a  six  months' 
visit  to  Europe. 

Mr.  George  H.  Roe  is  in  New  York  city  and  is  seriously 
ill. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Allison  C.  Bonnell  are  at  the  Hotel 
Richelieu,  where  they  will  remain  during  the  winter. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Henry  K.  Fletcher  have  removed  to 
Fruit  Vale,  and  will  receive  at  their  residence  on  the 
second  and  fourth  Tuesdays  of  each  month. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  E.  R.  Skelly,  who  have  occupied 
"Monaco"  cottage  at  Sausalito  since  June  1st,  have 
gone  to  their  home  at  Riverside,  where  they  will  remain 
during  the  winter. 

Mr.  Charles  Fernald  will  return  to  Santa  Barbara  soon 
after  January  1st. 

Mrs.  J.  S.  Cone,  Miss  Josephine  Cone,  and  Miss  Nellie 
Hillyer  returned  from  Paso  Robles  last  Tuesday,  and  left 
for  Red  Bluff  on  the  following  day. 

Mrs,  Charles  W.  Hathaway  and  Miss  Hathaway  will 
receive  with  Mrs.  Mansfield  Lovell  at  the  Hotel  Pleasan- 
ton  on  the  first  and  second  Mondays  of  each  month. 

Colonel  and  Mrs.  C.  Mason  Kinne  have  returned  from 
the  East,  and  are  residing  at  2509  Washington  Street. 


A  deeply  interesting  lecture  was  delivered  under 
the  auspices  of  the  Geographical  Society  of  Cali- 
fornia by  Mr.  A.  J.  Mounteney  Jephson,  F.  R. 
G.  S. ,  on  Tuesday  evening,  entitled  "Our  March 
Through  the  African  Forest."  The  lecturer  and 
Mr.  H.  M.  Stanley  are  the  sole  survivors  of  the 
Eniin  Pasha  Expedition,  and  it  was  of  the  events 
of  that  expedition  that  Mr.  Jephson  spoke.  The 
interminable  march  through  the  vast  forest  ;  the 
thunderstorms  ;  the  privations  from  hunger  they 
endured  through  inability  to  buy  food  from  lack  of 
money,  having  lost  their  cloth,  beads,  and  brass 
wire  by  the  overturning  of  a  canoe  at  an  early 
stage  of  the  journey  ;  their  skirmishes  with  un- 
known foes  ;  their  meeting  with  the  interesting 
race  of  pygmies — all  these  were  thrillingly  and 
graphically  described.  Mr.  Jephson  paid  a  eulo- 
gistic tribute  to  their  leader,  Mr.  H.  M.  Stanley. 
To  quote  his  words  : 

"  What  they  most  admired  about  him  was  his  thorough- 
ness. If  the  natives  were  friendly,  he  would  always  take 
the  greatest  trouble  to  prevent  our  men  from  in  any  way 
treating  them  badly.  If,  on  the  other  hand,  the  natives 
wanted  war,  it  was  war  to  the  knife  with  Mr.  Stanley, 
but  during  all  the  time  we  have  been  with  him  in  Africa, 
we  have  never  seen  him  do  a  single  wanton  act  of 
severity.  His  marvelous  pluck  and  endurance,  his 
wonderful  fertility  of  resource,  his  firm  bearing  under 
all  trials  and  difficulties,  won  our  enthusiastic  ad- 
miration. Our  firm  belief  and  trust  in  our  leader 
enabled  us  to  bear  the  unexpected  difficulties  we  ex- 
perienced in  Africa  more  easily ;  for  at  no  time 
even  in  the  gravest  crises— and  there  were  many  during 
the  three  years  we  were  with  him — when  ruin  and  anni- 
hilation stared  us  in  the  face,  did  we  ever  feel  a  doubt, 
deep  down  in  our  hearts,  that  our  leader  would  not 
somehow  or  other  pull  us  through.  Not  only  did  he  win 
our  admiration  as  a  leader,  but,  when  the  expedition  was 
closed,  we  left  him  with  the  strongest  feelings  of  personal 
respect  and  affection." 

The  lecture  was  illustrated  by  a  scenic  map  of 
Africa,  painted  by  Mr."  Wroughton  Smith,  with 
life-size  figures  of  the  natives  and  pygmies. 


Artists  Vie  with  Each.  Other. 

The  approaching  holidays  seemed  to  have  in- 
spired an  unusual  amount  of  energy  and  ideas  in 
the  minds  of  the  artists,  judging  from  the  display 
of  new  Christmas  Cards.  Last  year's  productions 
were  pretty  in  the  extreme,  and  it  looked  as  though 
the  manufacturers'  art  had  reached  its  goal,  which 
makes  it  the  more  marvelous  to  say  that  they  are 
incomparable  to  this  year's.  Speaking  with  Mr. 
Cooper,  the  Market  Street  stationer,  he  says 
that  all  the  manufacturers  of  the  East  and 
Europe  have  expended  every  energy  in  their  desire 
to  outdo  each  other,  and,  in  consequence,  the  lines 
of  the  various  publishers  make  such  a  bewildering 
variety  of  dainty  loveliness  as  we  may  never  expect 
to  see  again.  Messrs.  Cooper  &  Co.  have  repre- 
sented every  manufacturer  of  note,  and  have  suc- 
ceeded in  placing  before  the  San  Francisco  public 
the  most  gorgeous  display  of  Christmas  cards  and 
calendars  that  have  ever  been  brought  out  here. 


—  Owing  to  change  in  tariff,  we  have 
reduced  the  prices  of  all  Mousquetaire  Gloves,  the 
quality  remaining  the  same.  All  our  gloves  are 
branded  with  trade-mark.  They  are  sold  in  S.  F. 
only  at  7  Kearny  Street.      P.  Centemeri  &  Co. 


—  Spectacles  and  eye-glasses  accurately 
fitted  at  reasonable  prices.  Henry  Kahn  &  Co., 
opticians,  642  Market  Street,  Chronicle  Building. 


—  New  Xmas  Cards  at  Cooper's. 


—  Kritiko,  609  Merchant  St.,  S.  F.,  beads 
characters  from  handwriting  in  ink,  unruled  paper. 
Send  50  cents  ;  stamps  or  postal  notes. 


—  Gentlemen's  full-dress  shirts  made  to 
order.    J.  W.  Carmany,  25  Kearny  Street. 


—  Greenbaum's  imported  candies  can  be 
sent  anywhere.     They  keep  fresh  a  year. 


—  Cooper's  Xmas  Cards  are  unsurpassed. 


Army  and  Navy  News. 

The  latest  personal  notes  relative  to  army  and 
navy  people  at  the  various  posts  around  San  Fran- 
cisco are  appended : 

Commander  D.  W.  Mullan,  U.  S.  N.,  assumed  com- 
mand of  the  Mohican  last  Saturday. 

Lieutenant-Colonel  William  H.  Bell,  U.  S.  A.,  returned 
to  duty  last  Wednesday. 

Major  Michael  Cooney,  Fourth  Cavalry,  U.  S.  A.,  has 
had  an  extension  of  five  months  granted  on  his  leave  of 
absence,  owing  to  illness,  and  has  permission  to  leave  the 
Department  of  the  Columbia. 

Surgeon  C.  U.  Gravatt,  U.  S.  N.,  left  last  Tuesday  to 
join  the  Charleston  at  the  Asiatic  Station. 

Chief-Engineer  G.  J.  Burnap,  U.  S.  N.,  has  been  de- 
tached from  the  Charleston  and  ordered  to  the  Baltimore 
as  fleet  engineer  of  the  Asiatic  Station. 

Chief-Engineer  J.  H.  Scott,  U.  S.  N„  has  been  de- 
tached from  the  Baltimore  and  ordered  to  the  Charleston, 

Lieutenant  James  B.  Erwin,  Fourth  Cavalry,  U.  S.  A., 
who  has  been  on  detached  service  with  the  State  Militia 
of  Georgia  for  three  years,  will  rejoin  his  troop  at  Fort 
Walla  Walla,  Wash.,  early  in  January. 

Lieutenant  William  H.  Bean,  Second  Cavalry,  U.  S.  A., 
who  has  been  stationed  at  Fort  Wingate  for  some  time, 
has  been  granted  a  leave  of  absence  and  is  visiting  rela- 
tives in  Norristown,  Pa. 

Lieutenant  W.  R.  A.  Rooney,  U.  S.  N.,  was  detached 
from  the  Atlanta  last  Saturday  and  ordered  to  the 
Monterey. 

Miss  Cecilia  Miles,  daughter  of  General  Nelson  A. 
Miles,  U.  S.  A.,  is  in  Washington,  D.  C,  visiting  Miss 
Sherman,  who  will  be  married  on  December  10th. 


The  following  paragraph  about  an  ex-Californian, 
which  appeared  in  a  recent  number  of  the  New 
York  Herald,  will  interest  many  of  his  friends  : 

"  In  all  probability  Mr.  Harry  M.  Gillig,  owner  of  the 
schooner  Ramona.  and  forty-sixer  Gloriana,  will  be  the 
commodore  of  the  Larchmont  Yacht  Club  the  coming 
year.  Mr.  Gillig  is  an  enthusiastic  advocate  of  yachting, 
and  his  sportsman-like  methods  in  .racing  the  Gloriana 
last  season  made  him  an  additional  host  of  friends.  Mr. 
Gillig  is  now  making  a  tour  of  the  world,  but  is  expected 
home  in  the  spring." 

Although  the  New  York  Yacht  Club  is  the  oldest 
and  largest  in  the  United  States,  the  Larchmont 
Club  probably  ranks  second.  It  has  the  finest  club- 
house and  grounds  on  the  Atlantic  Coast,  and  many 
members  of  the  New  York  Club  belong  to  it  also. 
To  be  elected  its  Commodore  is  a  distinction  which 
will  be  appreciated  by  all  yachtsmen. 


Marion  Harland  writes :  "  I  use 
and  recommend  one  and  only  one 
baking  powder,  and  that  is  Cleve- 
land's." 


(Sveiaiufe 


BaJringPowder 

[Sure] 


Thos.  Price  &  Son,  leading  chemists 
on  the  Pacific  Coast,  say  that  Cleve-  , 
land's  baking  powder  is  superior  in 
strength,  wholesomeness,  and  keeping 
qualities  to  any  other  they  have 
analyzed. 

Cleveland  Baking  Powder  Co.,  New  York, 
Successor  to  Cleveland  Brothers. 


BALLENBERG'S  ORCHESTRA 

Furnishes  the  Latest  European  and  East- 
ern Dance  Music  for  all  kinds   of 
Social    Gatherings. 

THE      PIONEER      ORCHESTRA 

Established  here  for  a  Quarter  of  a  Century 
Address  N.    BALLENBERG, 

In  Care  of  Sherman,  Clay  &  Co. 


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A  SHAMED  TO  BE  SEEN  because  of  disflg- 
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falling  hair,  and  simple  baby  blemishes,  it  is 
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Pretty  is  no  name  for  them  this  year. 
Such  dainty,  novel,  and  altogether  delight- 
ful pieces  for  this  Christmas.  Not  heavy, 
cumbersome,  high-priced  pieces,  but  exqui- 
site bits  at  moderate  cost.  Come  and  look 
at  them  now,  and  buy  later  on. 


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Transcript. 

"What  is  Cholly  doing  for  a  living  now?" 
"Writing."  "I  didn't  know  he  was  literary." 
"He  isn't.  He  writes  home  for  remittances,"— 
Washington  Star. 

The  ancient  knight  leaned  lightly  upon  his  lance. 

"  Marry "    The  modern  maid  was  on  his  neck 

in  an  instant.  "  Oh,  Roderick,"  she  cried,  "  this  is 
so  sudden  !  " — Pick-Me-Up. 

"  Has  old  Tough  quit  smoking?"  inquired  one 
man  of  another.  "  I  don't  know  whether  he  has 
or  not,  but  he  died  the  other  day,"  was  the  evasive 
reply. — Philadelphia  Record. 

Maud— "They  say  that  young  Mr.  Lighthedde 
is  dreadfully  dissipated."  Ethel—"  1  don't  believe 
it."  Maud—  "Why  not?"  Ethel—"  Because  he 
isn't  the  least  bit  fascinating."— Puck. 

In  the  cyclone  :  "This  is  my  first  experience  as 
a  steeple-chaser,"  murmured  the  Kansas  farmer,  as 
he  whirled  through  the  air  just  behind  the  frag- 
ments of  the  village  church.—  Yale  Record. 

Friend— "You  have  been  engaged  for  the  past 
two  years  and  can  well  afford  to  marry.  Why  don't 
you  do  it  ?  "  Mr.  Kissem  (gloomily)—"  I  am  wait- 
ing for  her  pet  dog  to  die." — New  York  Weekly. 

Mr.  Chrome—"  I'm  so  glad  you  like  the  paint- 
ing. Miss  Ethel."  She—"  Oh,  it's  perfectly  lovely  ! 
But  you  must  let  me  return  the  frame,  as  mamma 
does  not  allow  me  to  accept  valuable  presents  from 
gentlemen." — Life. 

"Jonah,"  expostulated  the  whale,  "do  keep 
still."  "  Certainly,"  answered  the  famous  man, 
"  now  that  I  know  where  I  am.  1  wasn't  sure  but 
I  had  been  caught  in  a  folding-bed,  don't  you 
know." — Detroit  News-Tribune. 

A  little  girl  was  overheard  talking  to  her  doll, 
whose  arm  had  come  off,  exposing  t  e  sawdust 
stuffing.  "  You  dear,  good,  obedient  dolly,  I  knew 
I  had  told  you  to  chew  your  food  fine,  but  I  didn't 
think  that  you  would  chew  it  so  fine  as  that." — Ex. 

"  I  think  I  have  it  this  time,"  said  the  inventor. 
"  Tell  us  about  it,"  said  the  capitalist,  who  was  will 
ing  to  listen,  on  grounds  of  friendship.  "It  is  a 
folding-bed  that  can  be  a  coffin  in  case  it  shuts  up 
and  smothers  a  man  to  death."  —  Cincinnati 
Tribune. 

"  Pat,  didn't  you  know  that  half-dollar  was 
plugged  ?  "  "  Faith  Oi  did,  but  the  man  said  Oi'd 
have  lots  of  fun  passing  it,  and  Oi  wouldn't  be 
afther  denying  myself  that  fun  for  the  sake  of  the 
miserable  bit  of  silver  some  spalpeen  stole  out  of 
it." — Bazar. 

"  I  see  that  a  number  of  hamlets  were  destroyed 
by  the  fire  in  the  North- West,"  said  the  man  about 
town.  "  I  do  not  doubt  it  in  the  least,"  replied 
Mr.  Stormington  Barnes;  "these  have  been  in- 
deed most  unfawch'nate  times  for  the  legetimate 
draw  ma. " — Judge. 

"  It  is  impossible  to  run  at  an  altitude  of  seven- 
teen thousand  feet  above  the  sea,"  says  a  scientist. 
Whoever  doubts  this  can  prove  it  by  going  up 
seventeen  thousand  feet  in  a  balloon,  and  getting 
out  and  trying  to  run  a  hundred  yards  across  the 
blue  cerulean.  He  will  perceive  his  own  error  at 
once. — Bazar. 

Mrs.  Briggson — "  Harold,  mother  called  in  at 
your  office  yesterday,  and  seeing  some  bronchial 
troches  on  your  desk  took  several.  To-day  she  is 
suffering  dreadfully,  and  thinks  you  meant  to  poison 
her."  Mr.  Briggson  (the  architect) —  "  Bronchial 
troches  !  Great  Scott  !  That  was  a  box  of  samples 
of  our  little  mosaic  tilings  for  hotel  and  office 
corridors  !  " — Puck. 

"  No,  I  don't  want  it  cut  and  I  don't  want  it 
trimmed,"  snarled  the  shaggy-haired  young  man, 
seating  himself  in  the  chair  and  glaring  savagely  at 
the  barber,  "  and  I'm  not  a  foot-ball  player,  nor  a 
pianist,  and  I  haven't  taken  any  vow  not  to  have  it 
cut.  Perhaps  that  will  save  you  the  trouble  of  ask- 
ing questions.  All  I  want  is  a  shave."  "  Yes,  sir." 
The  barber  worked  in  silence  for  ten  minutes.  "  I 
have  a  brother,"  he  remarked,  at  last,  "  that's  got 
a  head  shaped  just  like  yours.  He  has  to  wear  his 
hair  the  same  way."— Chicago  Tribune. 


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Mrs.  E.  N.  Taylor,  of  413  River  Street,  Manistee, 
Mi.  1 1.,  testified  to  her  belief  in  Surdman's  Soothing 
Powders  by  writing  all  the  way  to  England  for  a 
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TABLE    OF    CONTENTS. 


Editorial:  Women  in  Politics — The  Cause  Unsuccessful  in  Kansas  and 
New  York — Good  Work  they  Performed  in  Colorado — What  Woman's 
Influence  would  be— The  Tramp  Nuisance  in  Oakland— A  Bad  Out- 
look for  the  Winter  —  How  Tramps  are  Suppressed  in  Canada  — 
Russian  Citizens  in  New  York  Swearing  Allegiance  to  the  New  Czar — 
Many  Russian  Jews  among  them — Their  Possible  Reason — The  Pro- 
posed Re-Uniting  of  the  Roman  and  Greek  Churches  —The  Division 
of  Opinion  and  Practice  between  the  Two  Faiths — Will  the  Christian 
Churches  ever  Unite? — Public  Morals  and  Private  Business — Lady 
Henry  Somerset's  London  Real  Estate  —  Denver's  Profitable  Gam- 
bling-Hells— Money  Pushing  Morals  to  the  Wall — Riotous  College 
Students 1-3 

A  Dance  with  Death  :  By  Emily  B.  Stone 4 

Bol'rcet  Startles  Paris  :  Our  Correspondent  writes  of  the  Sensation 
Created  by  his  "  Outre  Mer  " — The  Interest  in  Americans  his  Impres- 
sions have  Aronsed — Frenchwomen  Compared  with  American — Faults 
of  the  French  Social  System — No  Comradeship  between  Men  and 
Women — The  Frenchman's  Jealousy  of  his  Reputation  for  Wicked- 
ness      4 

A  Disguised  House-Maid;  Miss  Elizabeth  Banks's  Book  on  her  Journal- 
istic Adventures  in  London  —  She  Criticises  the  Mistresses  —  An 
Indignant  Housewife  Replies  to  her  Charges 5 

The  Opening  of  the  Opera  :  Our  Correspondent  Gossips  of  the  Musi- 
cal Season  in  New  York — Popular  Prices — The  Repertoire  of  the 
Week — Jealousies  of  the  Stars — Reportorial  Henchmen — Drog's  Mis- 
hap in  "William  Tell" — Touching  Scene  between  Melba  and  De 
Lnssan— The  Latter 's  Thirty-Odd  Offers  of  Marriage — Other  Theatri- 
cal Matters  in  the  Metropolis 5 

A  Lover's  Letter-Box:  Showing  the  Strange  Uses  to  which  a  Muff 
may  be  Put.     By  Leon  de  Tinseau 6 

Individualities  :  Notes  About  Prominent  People  all  Over  the  World 7 

Literary  Notes:  Personal  and  Miscellaneous  Gossip — New  Publica- 
tions  7-8-9 

Drama:  Salvini  in  "The  Student  of  Salamanca" — Stage  Gossip 10 

The  Brutality  of  Foot-Ball:  What  the  Country  Thinks  of  the  Great 
College  Game 11 

Vanity  Fair:  Should  Men  Uncover  in  Picture -Galleries  ? — A  Society 
Eicycle  Club  for  Men  and  Women  in  New  York — Mrs.  Atherton 
again  Denies  the  Beauty  of  New  York  Women — Berlin's  Poverty- 
Stricken  Society — Whisky  and  Cigars  for  Spanish  Ladies — Ugliness 
of  Frenchwomen's  Bicycle  Costumes — Men's  Dress  for  the  Winter 12 

Storyettes:  Grave  and  Gay,  Epigrammatic  and  Otherwise — Scriptural 
Advice  to  Umbrella-Owners — The  Surgeon  and  the  Orange-Peel — Two 
"  Puir,  Despised  Callings  " — How  Palmerston  Kept  an  Early  Appoint- 
ment— There  was  Life  in  the  Corpse — Dumas  and  the  Stray  Dogs — A 
Determined  Organ-Blower — An  Unjust  Accusation — Why  he  Took  his 
Gun — A  Strange  Scene  on  the  Stage 13 

Society  :  Movements  and  Whereabouts — Notes  and  Gossip — Army  and 
Navy  News 14-15 

The  Alleged  Humorists:  Paragraphs  Ground  out  by  the  Dismal  Wits 
of  the  Day 16 


Lady  Henry  Somerset  has  recently  come  to  this  country 
on  a  mission  of  mercy.  She  is  engaged  in  furthering  the 
temperance  movement,  and  is  also  trying  to  do  what  she 
can  toward  elevating  fallen  women  in  the  large  cities  of  the 
United  States.  Her  objects  are  most  worthy,  and  Lady 
Henry  Somerset  is  doubtless  a  good  woman.  But,  none 
the  Jess,  the  fact  sticks  in  our  recollection  that  when  the 
"crusade  against  vice"  began  in  London,  a  number  of 
weeks  ago,  Lady  Henry  Somerset  was  one  of  the  leaders, 
and  that  by  an  odd  coincidence  she  left  London  when  a 
paper  called  To-Day  began  to  put  a  series  of  questions  to 
her.  That  paper  asked  her  why,  if  she  was  engaged  in  a 
crusade  against  vice,  she  did  not  at  once  clean  out  certain 
buildings  in  the  East  End  of  London  which  were  devoted 
to  the  occupancy  of  the  lowest  class  of  women,  and  which 
belonged  to  her. 

We  do  not  know  whether  it  is  true  or  not  that  Lady 
Henry  Somerset  owns  such  property.  But  inasmuch  as  she 
at  once  left  London  and  has  made  no  reply  to  the  questions 
put  to  her,  it  may  be  inferred  that  she  can  not  conveniently 


reply  to  them.  If  so,  she  is  not  alone.  There  are  many 
worthy  people  who  own  real  property,  in  other  cities  than 
London,  who  would  find  it  very  awkward  to  say  to 
what  uses  some  of  their  property  is  put. 

But  the  city  of  Denver  has  a  certain  frankness  in  looking 
at  such  subjects  which  is  astounding.  Waiving  the  ques- 
tion of  individual  ownership  of  worse  places,  the  entire 
business  community  of  Denver  has  petitioned  the  governor 
and  the  chief  of  police  to  permit  the  re-opening  of  the  gam- 
bling dens.  The  wording  of  a  portion  of  their  remarkable 
petition  is  worthy  of  reproduction  here  : 

"  Your  petitioners  respectfully  represent  that  in  their  judgment  it 
is  detrimental  to  the  business  interests  of  the  city  of  Denver  to  com- 
pel gambling-halls  to  remain  closed  ;  that  many  buildings  and  parts 
of  buildings  are  rendered  tenantless,  and  bring  in  no  rent  to  owners 
thereof ;  and  that  a  large  amount  of  money  is  kept  from  coming  into 
the  city  of  Denver  and  being  put  into  circulation  by  reason  of  such 
closing,  and  that  trade  and  all  kinds  of  business  are  affected  thereby  ; 
and  we  therefore  earnestly  request  that  such  halls  may  be  permitted 
to  be  opened  by  such  class  of  responsible  men  as,  in  the  opinion  of 
the  chief  of  police,  will  conduct  such  halls  with  decency  and  pro- 
priety, and  under  such  regulations  and  surveillance  as  the  police  de- 
partment may  prescribe  for  their  general  conduct  and  maintenance." 

There  is  no  doubt  that  the  judicious  plucking  of  strangers 
in  gambling-hells  and  other  places  in  Denver  "  puts  a  large 
amount  of  money  into  circulation  "  there.  But  why  do  not 
the  signers  of  this  petition  go  into  similar  business  if  they 
approve  of  it?  The  petition  is  signed  by  "The  First  Na- 
tional Bank,  The  American  National  Bank,  The  Appel 
Clothing  Company,  the  Trich  Hardware  Company,  and 
forty-three  other  business  establishments  of  equal  promi- 
nence." If  the  First  National  Bank  of  Denver  believes  that 
gambling-hells  ought  to  be  opened  in  that  city,  why  does  it 
not  transform  itself  into  a  policy-shop?  Why  does  not 
the  American  National  Bank  of  Denver  open  a  bunko 
game  ?  Why  does  not  the  Appel  Clothing  Company  set  its 
salesmen  to  "ringing  the  boodle"  and  robbing  countrymen 
outright,  instead  of  merely  partially  skinning  them  with 
hand-me-down  raiment  ?  Why  does  not  the  Trich  Hard- 
ware Company  sell  "  hold-outs,"  loaded  dice,  "  top-and-bot- 
tom  "  faro-boxes,  and  burglars'  tools,  instead  of  picks  and 
shovels  ?  It  is  certainly  as  honest  as  gambling,  and  will 
"put  more  money  into  circulation  in  Denver." 

It  is  unfortunately  true  that  a  man's  views  on  morality  are 
often  affected  by  his  pocket-book.  This  holds  good  among 
moralists  from  the  highest  to  the  lowest  scale — from  Lady 
Henry  Somerset  down  to  a  Denver  banker.  And  when  it 
passes  from  the  single  instance  of  a  moralist  leasing  prop- 
erty for  immoral  purposes  to  a  whole  city  praying  for 
gambling-hells  because  they  "  put  money  into  circulation," 
it  makes  the  philosopher  wonder  whether  the  voice  of  the 
people  is  really  the  voice  of  God  or  the  voice  of  the  devil. 

San  Francisco  will  doubtless  look  with  much  contempt 
upon  the  sordid  and  base  attitude  of  the  citizens  of  Denver. 
But  her  contempt  should  be  slightly  mitigated  by  these  facts. 
In  San  Francisco  there  is  an  admirable  law  forbidding  the 
licensing  of  a  liquor-saloon  unless  a  majority  of  the  prop- 
erty-owners in  the  block  agree  to  it.  Yet  the  vilest  and  most 
ugly  dens  in  San  Francisco  are  kept  open  in  defiance  of  the 
efforts  of  the  police  to  close  them,  because  the  property- 
owners  invariably  sign  the  application  for  a  renewal  of 
their  licenses.  In  the  case  of  the  Cremorne,  a  dive  where 
several  murders  had  occurred  and  which  the  police  had  for 
years  attempted  to  close,  the  application  for  a  renewal  of 
license  was  signed  by  two  millionaires.  It  meant  that  the 
two  millionaires  "  stood  in  together  " — not  on  a  question  of 
morality,  but  on  a  question  of  rents. 

Last  week,  a  tourist  passing  through  San  Francisco  wrote 
to  this  journal,  expressing  his  disgust  and  horror  at  the 
open  toleration  of  bagnios  on  certain  alleys  running  off  of 
main  streets  in  the  heart  of  the  fashionable  shopping 
quarter.  He  said  that  such  sights  in  such  a  location  could 
not  be  witnessed  in  any  other  large  city  in  the  world.  We 
agree  with  him.  Yet  there  is  an  ordinance  against  leasing 
or  renting  property  for  such  purposes,  and  the  violation  of 
this  ordinance  is  a  misdemeanor,  punishable  with  fine  and 
imprisonment  But  if  the  names  of  the  owners  of  these 
pieces  of  property  were  looked   up  on  the  assessment  list, 


they  would  be  found,  in  many  cases,  to  be  those  of  wealthy 
and  prominent  citizens,  most  of  them  fathers  of  families, 
and  many  of  them  church-goers. 

Under  these  distressing  circumstances,  the  genuine  moralist, 
who  has  no  houses  to  let,  scarcely  knows  whither  to  turn  for  aid 
and  comfort.  Shall  he  repair  to  the  press — the  sleuth-hound 
press — the  daily  press,  which  is  the  pride  of  America — the 
argus-eyed  press,  which  is  ever  throwing  light  into  dark 
places — the  honest  and  fearless  daily  press,  which  is  the  fast 
friend  of  the  poor,  the  honest,  and  the  lowly,  and  which  is 
the  fearless  foe  of  the  corrupt  and  criminal  rich  ?  Alas  ! 
We  regret  to  say  that  we  fear  the  press  is  also  subject  to 
base,  sordid,  and  material  influences.  Last  week  the  grand 
jury  of  this  city,  in  its  report,  stigmatized  in  scathing  terms 
the  sale  of  lottery  tickets  and  the  advertising  of  lottery 
drawings  in  the  daily  press.  This  is  not  only  against  the 
State  laws,  but  against  the  Federal  laws  as  well ;  and  papers 
containing  lottery  advertisements  can  not  go  through  the 
United  States  mails.  The  daily  papers  get  around  the  law 
by  omitting  the  lottery  advertisements  from  the  mail  edition 
and  printing  them  only  in  those  copies  handled  by  news- 
agents, news-dealers,  carriers,  and  newsboys.  It  is  painful 
to  be  obliged  to  say  this,  but  the  daily  press  of  San  Fran- 
cisco, with  an  unanimity  as  marked  as  it  is  unusual,  carefully 
omitted  the  references  to  lottery  advertising  when  they 
printed  the  grand  jury's  report. 


One  of  the  interesting  features  of  last  month's  elections 
throughout  the  United  States  was  the  part  taken  by  women. 
Though  they  were  not  uniformly  successful,  their  cause 
gained  several  points.  The  most  marked  defeat  which  it 
encountered  was  in  Kansas,  where  a  constitutional  amend- 
ment conferring  the  suffrage  on  women  was  defeated  ;  but 
a  few  more  votes  distributed  in  the  right  spots  would  have 
given  the  sex  what  it  demands.  It  was  observed  in  Kansas 
that  throughout  the  State  the  female  lobbyists  for  the  amend- 
ment were  treated  with  respect.  In  New  York,  the  failure 
of  the  women  to  induce  the  committee  of  the  constitutional 
convention  to  strike  out  the  word  "  male  "  from  the  organic 
instrument  does  not  seem  to  have  dispirited  the  ladies.  On 
the  contrary,  they  took  vigorous  part  in  the  municipal  elec- 
tion, and  contributed  much  to  the  defeat  of  Tammany. 
Several  Republican  clubs  of  women  worked  actively  and 
successfully  for  their  candidates,  and  it  is  apparent  that 
whether  they  do  or  do  not  get  the  suffrage,  the  women  of 
New  York  will  have  hereafter  to  be  reckoned  as  a  force  in 
politics. 

On  the  other  hand,  it  is  admitted  on  all  sides  that  it  was 
the  women  of  Colorado  who  defeated  that  pestilential  Popu- 
list demagogue,  Governor  Waite.  In  that  State,  women 
enjoy  the  full  right  of  suffrage,  and  no  one  can  deny  that 
they  inaugurated  its  use  wisely.  As  a  rule,  they  were  more 
patriotic  than  the  men.  If  they  had  not  possessed  votes, 
Waite  would  probably  have  been  reelected,  and  for  another 
gubernatorial  term  Colorado  would  have  been  an  object  of 
scorn.  In  Kentucky,  women  do  not  vote,  nor  has  a  move- 
ment for  female  suffrage  gained  headway  in  that  conserva- 
tive old  State.  But  there  is  no  doubt  that  the  women  de- 
feated Breckinridge,  and  for  this  victor)'  the  cause  of  good 
morals  owes  them  a  tribute  of  gratitude.  If  Breckinridge 
had  been  elected,  the  moral  of  his  success  would  have  been 
that  a  dissolute  life  was  no  bar  to  political  preferment  in 
this  country.  His  defeat  proves  the  negative.  For  this, 
the  country*  is  indebted  to  the  women  of  Kentucky. 

In  Illinois  and  Indiana  the  women  are  going  to  determine 
their  exact  status  before  applying  to  the  legislature  for  a  con- 
stitutional amendment.  In  Indiana  the  law  says  that  males 
may  vote,  but  does  not  say  that  females  shall  not.  By  the 
application  of  a  familiar  principle  of  law,  the  courts  have 
held  that  the  mention  of  males  is  equivalent  to  the  exclusion 
of  females  ;  but  there  is  no  governing  decision  on  the  point. 
A  test  case  has  been  prepared  by  Mrs.  Helen  G.  Gougar, 
who  is  president  of  the  Suffrage  Association  of  Indiana,  and 
it  will  be  taken  as  quickly  as  possible  to  the  supreme  court 
of  the  State.  If  the  decision  goes  against  the 
constitutional  amendment   which   passed  the 


2 


THE        ARGONAUT. 


December  17,  1894. 


Indiana  some  years  ago,  and  was  defeated  on  appeal  to  the 
people,  will  be  re-introduced  and  another  test  taken  of  the 
sense  of  the  citizens  of  that  State. 

In  this  State,  advanced  thinkers  among  women  devoted 
so  much  potential  energy  to  such  side  issues  as  Christian 
Science  and  other  like  fads  that  they  were  unable  to  con- 
centrate their  efforts  on  the  political  struggle.  Had  they 
combined  against  Budd,  on  a  platform  of  marital  fidelity, 
they  would  probably  have  defeated  him.  As  it  was,  they 
did  a  little  work  against  Judge  Coffey  which  did  not  prevent 
his  running  ahead  of  his  ticket.  His  female  opponents 
were  animated  by  a  childish  feeling  of  resentment  at  some 
slighting  remarks  which  he  is  said  to  have  uttered  about 
the  sex.  Voters  assumed  that  they  were  actuated  by  spite, 
and  their  lobbying  went  for  nothing. 

The  lesson  of  the  election  is  that  even  where  men  are  not 
yet  prepared  to  concede  the  suffrage  to  women,  the  latter 
are  gaining  strength  as  a  political  factor. 

It  is  remarked  by  readers  of  history  that  women  are 
always  Tories  and  never  reformers.  Wherever  a  nation  has 
been  imbued  with  a  prejudice  or  a  heresy,  the  noisiest  cham- 
pions of  the  prejudice  or  heresy  have  always  been  women. 
They  are  deaf  to  the  voice  of  reform.  When  Charles  the 
Third  of  Spain  tried  to  curb  the  growing  power  of  the 
church,  he  arrayed  all  the  women  against  him  ;  so  did 
Espartero  when  he  confiscated  the  domains  of  the  monas- 
teries ;  so  did  the  rulers  of  Central  America  and  Mexico 
when  they  sold  the  church  domains.  There  was  not  a 
woman  in  California  who  was  not  opposed  to  the  seculariza- 
tion of  the  missions.  Nor  was  there  a  woman  at  the  South 
whose  soul  did  not  revolt  at  the  abolition  of  slavery.  Con- 
servatism— intense,  unreasoning,  implacable  conservatism — 
is  the  badge  of  the  whole  sex. 

It  is  well  that  this  female  trait  should  be  considered  if  we 
were  to  give  women  votes.  But  they  have  shown  that 
they  have  much  influence,  when  it  is  properly  exercised, 
without  the  ballot.  To  say  that  they  will  take  no  part  in 
public  affairs  unless  they  are  rewarded  with  the  franchise  is 
contradicted  by  the  part  they  played  in  the  late  elections. 
Let  them  be  content  with  that  influence.  As  citizens,  they 
are  not  equal  to  men,  for  these  reasons  :  All  free  govern- 
ments are  based  on  law ;  there  is  no  law  without  a 
penalty  ;  there  is  no  penalty  without  force.  Therefore,  all 
governments  are  based  on  force.  Every  voter  must  be  pre- 
pared, in  certain  contingencies,  to  take  arms  and  maintain 
his  vote  with  his  body.  It  has  occurred  many  times  in  the 
history  of  this  and  other  countries  ;  it  may  at  any  time 
occur  again.  Women,  for  physiological  reasons,  are  not  the 
equals  of  men  when  it  comes  to  the  maintenance  of  the  law 
by  physical  force.  Therefore,  they  can  never  be  equal  as 
citizens  before  the  law. 


A  conference  is  now  being  held  at  the  Vatican  between 
the  Pope  and  a  body  of  cardinals  of  the  Roman  Catholic 
Church  on  the  one  side  and  certain  patriarchs  of  the  Greek 
Catholic  Church  on  the  other,  with  a  view  to  determine 
whether  the  two  churches  can  not  be  reunited.  This  is 
merely  a  renewal  of  an  effort  which  has  been  repeated  at  in- 
tervals ever  since  the  final  separation  of  the  two  churches  in 
the  fifteenth  century.  Indeed,  the  history  of  the  Greek 
Catholic  Church  contains  little  that  is  interesting  except  the 
narrative  of  its  struggles  to  prevent  absorption  by  the 
Church  of  Rome.  To  maintain  its  independence  of  the 
Pope  has  ever  been  the  chief  aim  of  the  patriarchs  and 
metropolitans  ;  no  synod  of  the  ten  branches  of  the  Greek 
Catholic  Church  fails  to  reassert  the  fixed  purpose  of  the 
denomination  to  remain  aloof  from  Roman  Catholics,  Jews, 
and  Moslems  at  any  cost.  The  present  Pope,  like  his  pre- 
decessor, thought  the  time  ripe  for  reunion,  so  overtures, 
promising  concessions  in  matters  of  doctrine,  were  held  out 
as  a  bait  to  the  leaders  of  the  Greek  Catholic  Church  to  get 
them  to  renew  their  allegiance  to  the  Papacy.  But  they  have 
thus  far  been  fruitless. 

At  the  time  the  split  took  place  in  the  church,  its  grounds 
were  minor  differences  in  doctrine  and  practice,  which  ap- 
pear to  us  to  be  trivial.  Such  were  the  quarrel  over  the 
Filioque — the  question  whether  the  Holy  Spirit  proceeded 
from  the  Father  and  the  Son  or  the  Father  only,  and  the 
celibacy  of  the  priesthood.  But  in  the  time  of  Michael 
Paleologus,  as  now,  the  real  bone  of  contention  was  the 
supremacy  claimed  by  the  Roman  Pope  over  all  bodies  of 
Christians.  All  other  differences  could  have  been  compro- 
mised after  the  conquest  of  Constantinople  by  the  Turks. 
But  the  members  of  the  Eastern  Church  were  resolutely 
determined  that  their  patriarchs  and  their  metropolitans 
should  not  be  subject  to  the  Pope  of  Rome.  So,  twenty 
years  ago,  when  the  ecclesiastical  congress  was  held  at  Rome, 
the  Roman  Catholic  cardinals  were  ready  to  yield  all  points 
of  doctrine,  and  were  even  prepared  to  allow  the  priests  to 
marrv,  and  to  permit  divine  services  to  be  held  in  the  vulgar 
tongue,  as  is  the  rule  among  the  Maronite  Catholics  and  the 
rosinian  sects  established  under  Clement  the  Twelfth.    But 


they  insisted  on  the  Pope  being  recognized  as  the  head  of 
Christendom,  which  the  members  of  the  Greek  Church 
would  not  concede,  and  on  this  the  conference  split. 

An  idea  prevails  that  the  Czar  of  Russia  is  the  head  of 
the  Greek  Church,  as  the  queen  is  the  head  of  the  Church 
of  England  and  the  Pope .  the  head  of  the  Roman  Catholic 
Church.  That  is  a  mistake.  The  dominant  power  in  the 
Greek  Church  is  the  Holy  Synod,  a  body  of  five  prelates 
selected  by  the  emperor  and  residing  at  St.  Petersburg. 
But  the  control  of  this  synod  over  the  Synod  of  Constanti- 
nople, which  is  governed  by  a  patriarch,  assisted  by  a 
council  of  bishops,  is  vague  and  indefinite  ;  and  there  are 
nine  other  Greek  churches  which  are  affiliated  by  doctrine 
and  rites  with  the  state  churches  of  Russia  and  Greece, 
but  are  governed,  as  to  their  ecumenical  policy,  by  patriarchs, 
metropolitans,  archbishops,  and  bishops  of  their  own. 
Propositions  for  union  strike  all  these  prelates  as  an  invi- 
tation to  surrender  their  independence  and  their  autonomy 
to  the  ecclesiastic  who  rules  at  Rome.  They  do  not  see 
that  there  is  any  advantage  for  them  in  that. 

The  division  of  opinion  and  practice  between  the  two 
faiths  on  the  subject  of  celibacy  is  now  so  deeply  rooted 
that  it  interposes  an  almost  insurmountable  barrier  to 
fusion.  The  Russian  priest  must  be  married  ;  he  can  not 
officiate  if  he  is  a  bachelor  ;  but  his  bishop  must  have  been 
a  monk,  of  the  class  of  celibates.  Romish  priests  of  all 
grades  are  denied  the  privilege  of  matrimony  ;  and  though 
in  Italy,  Spain,  and  Spanish  America  the  rule  is  sometimes 
evaded,  the  evasion  is  kept  secret.  A  Spanish  girl  could 
not  be  induced  to  confess  to  a  married  priest,  and  a 
Russian  moujik  would  hesitate  before  he  admitted  an  un- 
married priest  to  his  domicile.  These  are  notions  which  are 
deeply  rooted  in  the  minds  of  church-goers  in  the  respective 
countries  j  it  would  be  difficult  to  overcome  them.  Both 
churches  supply  the  peasants  and  working  people  with 
priests  drawn  from  their  own  class  ;  the  village  Papa  in 
Russia  is  nothing  more  than  a  moujik ;  and  the  parish 
curate  in  Roman  Catholic  countries  is  usually  the  son  of  a 
peasant,  with  the  manners  and  feelings  of  his  class.  Herein 
there  is  similarity  between  the  two  churches  ;  but  the  want 
of  culture  in  both  races  of  priests  is  calculated  to  pre- 
dispose both  against  any  departure  from  established  prece- 
dent.    Ignorance  is  always  Tory. 

In  studying  the  prospects  of  church  union,  this  axiom 
must  always  be  borne  in  mind.  Enthusiastic  religionists  in- 
dulge dreams  of  a  communion  among  all  followers  of  Christ. 
There  are  zealous  and  pious  Anglican  churchmen  in  Eng- 
land who  are  battling  for  a  healing  of  the  schism  of  Henry 
the  Eighth  and  a  fusion  of  Roman  Catholics  and  Protest- 
ants. At  Chicago,  excellent  and  well-meaning  philosophers 
had  plans  for  a  reunion  of  all  the  churches,  and  they  talked 
so  sweetly  that  they  almost  convinced  the  elect.  Now  the 
Pope  of  Rjome  wishes  to  take  to  his  bosom  the  modern  rep- 
resentatives of  a  faith  which  has  excommunicated  him  and 
his  predecessors  for  centuries.  These  laudable  efforts  for 
Christian  brotherhood  ignore  the  fact  that  not  only  mem- 
bers but  also  pastors  of  a  vast  proportion  of  the  Christian 
churches  are  steeped  in  such  crass  ignorance  that  they  be- 
lieve in  modern  miracles,  and  are  utterly  unconscious  of  the 
march  of  science.  Yet  unless  these  masses  can  be  con- 
verted to  a  desire  for  union,  the  efforts  of  intelligent  church- 
men will  go  for  nothing.  It  is  wasting  good  logic  to  try  to 
explain  the  advantage  of  Christian  union  to  one  who  believes 
in  the  miracles  of  Lourdes,  the  "  Holy  Coat,"  and  Ste. 
Anne  de  Beaupre.  Such  believers  are  so  deficient  in  the 
reasoning  faculty  that  argument  does  not  reach  them,  and 
they  are  deaf  to  the  plainest  deductions  from  premises  or 
the  clearest  dictates  of  common  sense.  When  a  prelate  de- 
clares in  his  proper  person,  or  over  his  own  signature,  that 
his  church  has  learned  nothing  in  a  thousand  years,  .it  is 
mere  waste  of  time  to  try  to  persuade  that  institution  that  it 
might  learn  something  now. 

It  would  undoubtedly  be  a  strong  card  for  the  Pope  to 
play  to  enlist  the  Emperor  of  Russia  as  his  ally  in  his  con- 
flict with  the  King  of  Italy.  It  would  add  to  the  embarrass- 
ments of  enlightened  Italians  ;  an  alliance  between  Russian 
ignorance  and  Italian  superstition  would  strengthen  the 
hands  of  those  who  are  conspiring  against  the  work  of 
Cavour.  But  the  times  are  not  propitious  for  wars  for  the 
sake  of  religion  ;  around  the  new  Czar  stand  wise  statesmen 
who  will  make  it  plain  that  Russia  would  have  nothing  to 
gain  by  meddling  in  the  intestine  disputes  of  Italy.  To  the 
Pope,  it  would  be  a  matter  of  no  concern  if  he  embroiled 
the  nations,  so  long  as  the  embroilment  promised  a  restora- 
tion of  his  temporal  power  ;  but  Europe  is  not  now  gov- 
erned by  priests,  nor  is  the  narrow  spirit  of  clericalism  as 
dominant  as  it  was  when  the  Greek  Church  was  established. 
Nicholas  has  nothing  to  gain  by  a  union  between  the  igno- 
rant organization  known  as  the  Orthodox  Greek  Catholic 
Church  and  the  equally  ignorant  and,  perhaps,  more  deeply 
superstitious  organization  known  as  the  Roman  Catholic 
Church.      They  must  both  work  out  their  destiny  until,  in 


the  fullness  of  time,  their  fate  is  sealed  by  the  march  of 
intelligence  and  the  growth  of  truth.  Nothing  is  to  be 
gained  for  civilization  by  dumping  them  into  the  same  basket. 


Oakland  is  afflicted  with  what  threatens  to  be  an  organic 
malady.  The  infliction  of  organized  tramps  from  which  the 
whole  State  suffered  temporarily  last  winter,  threatens  in 
that  city  to  become  chronic.  When  the  disease  was  in  its 
acute  stages,  the  authorities  of  Oakland,  under  the  direction 
of  Mayor  Pardee,  were  the  first  to  apply  the  necessary 
heroic  remedy.  The  tramps  were  hustled  out  of  town  with 
all  possible  speed  ;  and  the  people  congratulated  themselves 
on  being  well  rid  of  a  colossal  nuisance.  But,  besides  hav- 
ing city  officials  with  backbone,  the  Athens  of  the  Pacific 
has  a  large  and  energetic  contingent  of  cranks,  and  these 
gave  aid  and  comfort  to  the  tramps  while  the  authorities 
were  trying  to  drive  them  out.  Sympathy  is  the  sunshine 
upon  which  a  tramp  fattens,  and  when  the  business  was 
played  out  elsewhere,  they  returned  to  Oakland  to  bask  in 
this  genial  sunshine.  They  were  a  disorganized  mob  until 
King  Kelly  the  First  returned  to  direct  and  rule  over  them.  . 
Under  the  beneficent  sway  of  King  Kelly,  the  Oakland  "  In- 
dustrial Army"  has  prospered  and  grown  fat.  A  vacant 
lot,  one  block  from  Broadway,  was  secured,  a  dingy,  dirty 
tent  was  erected,  pickets  were  stationed  to  give  verisimilitude 
to  the  military  character  of  the  organization,  and  the  "  in- 
dustrial "  camp  was  established.  Since  that  time,  the  army 
has  been  a  permanent  institution,  they  have  been  supported 
by  voluntary  contributions,  and  daily  they  parade  the  prin- 
cipal streets,  with  flags  flying  and  drums  beating,  apparently 
in  celebration  of  their  victory  over  the  problem  of  how  to 
live  without  work.  A  curious  feature  of  their  parades  is 
the  fact  that  fully  one-half  of  these  pseudo  paupers  are 
smoking. 

An  exaggerated  sense  of  his  own  importance  has  in- 
toxicated King  Kelly,  and  he  now  regards  himself  as 
superior  to  all  law.  The  impertinence  of  police  interference 
he  will  not  brook,  and  even  the  crack  of  a  policeman's  club 
over  his  empty  pate  has  had  no  sobering  effect  upon  him. 
His  latest  exploit  has  been  the  issuing  of  begging  licenses 
to  his  followers,  and,  when  reminded  that  there  is  a  law 
against  begging,  he  declares  himself  sorry  for  the  law. 
This  "  industrial "  camp,  with  its  self-sufficient  leader,  will 
form  a  rallying  point  for  the  itinerant  tramps  when  they  re- 
turn from  their  summer  vacations  in  the  rural  districts.  In 
the  southern  part  of  the  State  there  are  similar  traces  that 
have  been  left  by  the  industrial  armies  in  their  passage  last 
winter.  Stranded  groups  have  formed  encampments  and 
quartered  themselves  upon  the  neighboring  communities  ; 
throughout  the  San  Gabriel  Valley  are  such  rallying  spots, 
where  tramps  may  congregate  and  reorganize  their  in- 
dustrial armies.  The  railroads  have  reported  what  is  be- 
coming the  annual  movement  of  the  tramps  toward  the 
cities,  and  it  has  been  found  more  convenient  to  carry 
them  without  charge  than  to  make  the  effort  to  dislodge 
them. 

In  every  direction,  therefore,  the  conditions  indicate  a 
repetition  of  last  winter's  experience.  The  knowledge 
gained  last  year  of  the  advantages  to  be  derived  from  or- 
ganization will  encourage  and  facilitate  reorganization  this 
year.  The  habit  will  grow  upon  them,  and  armies  of 
tramps,  with  their  insolent  disregard  of  property  rights  and 
legal  restraint,  will  become  an  annual  experience.  In  the 
face  of  this  danger,  a  pressing  duty  rests  upon  the  people  of 
this  State.  The  authorities  should  meet  the  problem  in  its 
inception  with  a  determined  policy  of  repression.  The 
tramp  who  will  not  work  to  support  himself  must  be  made 
to  work.  These  parasites  upon  the  social  organism  must  be 
destroyed,  or  the  life  of  society  itself  will  be  endangered. 
To  treat  them  as  unfortunates  who  must  be  fed,  and  clothed, 
and  given  shelter,  is  to  encourage  them  in  remaining  as 
drones,  demanding  and  receiving  an  undeserved  portion  of 
1  the  fruits  of  the  industry  of  the  workers.  Not  only  the 
tramps  themselves — those  who  have  voluntarily  dropped 
into  the  ranks  of  the  worthless — but  the  laborer,  who,  with 
utmost  striving,  is  enabled  to  secure  a  bare  existence,  be- 
comes discouraged  ;  he  sees  others  who  make  no  effort  to 
be  of  use  to  the  community,  who  are  in  every  way  unde- 
serving, living  in  idleness.  He  has  every  inducement'to 
give  up  the  struggle,  though  its  stress  and  intensity  may  be 
due  to  temporary  misfortune,  and  to  recruit  the  ranks  of 
those  who  are  fed  and  clothed  at  public  expense.  Gratu- 
itous giving  by  communities  is  wholly  demoralizing  ;  it  is 
an  unmixed  evil. 

While  the  duty  rests  upon  the  authorities  to  give  nothing 
but  what  is  paid  for  in  work,  an  even  higher  duty  rests  upon 
the  individual  not  to  nullify  the  efforts  of  the  authorities  by 
themselves  giving  gratuitously.  By  far  the  greater  number 
of  tramps  are  supported  by  what  they  receive  upon  the 
streets  from  generous  but  thoughtless  citizens.  The  meals 
given  at  private  houses  enable  them  to  continue  their  mode 
of  life.     If  this  system  of  private   giving  were  abandoned, 


December  17,  i8g4. 


THE        ARGONAUT. 


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the  tramp  nuisance  would  soon  be  stamped  out.  The  burden 
placed  upon  the  public  authorities,  were  they  called  upon  to 
support  all  the  tramps  without  private  assistance,  would  be  so 
great,  the  vast  amount  thus  expended  would  be  so  apparent 
when  thus  assembled,  that  the  system  would  soon  be  aban- 
doned. 

Those  seeking  assistance  from  the  public  in  this  manner 
may  be  grouped  in  three  classes.  The  worthless  tramps  are 
those  who  have  already  been  considered.  But  there  are  also 
those  whose  distress  is  temporary  and  caused  by  loss  of  em- 
ployment. This  class  is  seeking  work,  not  charity  ;  they  do 
not  beg  for  the  price  of  a  meal  upon  the  streets,  nor  do  they 
go  to  private  houses  for  assistance.  They  want  work  that 
will  enable  them  to  be  self-supporting,  and  they  go  to  those 
organizations  that  are  likely  to  give  them  work.  There  are 
also  the  helpless,  whose  capacity  for  self-support  has  been 
temporarily  or  permanently  destroyed.  These  last  two  classes 
are  the  proper  subjects  for  charity.  But  the  private  giver 
can  not  discriminate,  and  he  may  be  certain  that  in  nine 
cases  out  of  ten  he  is  simply  fostering  the  tramp  nuisance 
when  he  gives  in  charity.  The  exercise  of  charity  should 
be  left  exclusively  to  the  proper  authorities  who  can  investi- 
gate each  case,  assist  the  deserving,  and  punish  the  unde- 
serving. 

An  object-lesson  of  value  is  presented  by  a  comparison 
of  the  railways  of  this  country  with  the  Canadian  Pacific, 
crossing  the  continent  just  beyond  our  northern  boundary. 
From  one  end  of  the  line  of  the  Canadian  Pacific  to  the 
other,  not  one  tramp  will  be  seen.  Cross  the  boundary  into 
the  United  States,  where  the  "  unfortunates  "  are  coddled, 
and  the  tramp  is  treated  with  the  respect  due  to  a  worthy 
citizen,  and  every  line  of  railroad  is  alive  with  tramps.  They 
swarm  like  vermin  along  these  commercial  arteries  in  this 
country,  but  a  few  miles  farther  north  they  are  unknown. 
The  reason  is  simple.  In  Canada,  all  vagrants,  including 
those  who  steal  rides  upon  trains,  are  arrested  and  brought 
before  a  magistrate.  If  a  tramp  is  found  in  a  car  or  break- 
ing a  seal,  he  gets  one  year's  imprisonment ;  if  he  steals 
anything,  he  gets  from  seven  to  fourteen  years  ;  if  he 
places  an  obstruction  on  the  track  or  wrecks  a  train,  he  will 
be  imprisoned  for  life.  We  have  similar  laws  and  penalties 
in  this  country ;  but  in  Canada  they  are  enforced,  while 
here  a  weak,  maudlin  sympathy  defeats  their  enforcement 
and  makes  the  tramp  a  permanent,  prominent,  and  malodorous 
feature  of  "  American  civilization." 


Ever  since  the  death  of  the  Russian  Czar,  a  curious  spec- 
tacle has  been  presented  at  the  office  in  New  York  of  the 
Russian  Consul- General  to  the  United  States.  It  is  the 
ceremony  of  Russian  subjects  swearing  allegiance  to  the 
'  new  Czar. 

There  are  four  different  forms  of  oath — for  the  orthodox 
Greek  Catholics,  the  Roman  Catholics,  the  Lutherans,  and 
the  Jews.  There  are  a  number  of  Slavonians  in  this  coun- 
try who  are  Roman  Catholics,  and  from  the  north-western 
frontiers  of  Russia  there  are  a  certain  number  of  Lutherans. 
The  number  of  orthodox  Greek  Catholics  in  this  country  is 
nominal.  From  these  three  sects  the  number  taking  the 
oath  is  small.  But  from  the  Russian  Jews  the  number  is 
very  large.     Why  ? 

According  to  the  New  York  papers,  a  steady  stream  of 
Russian  Jews  has  been  pouring  into  the  consulate  ever  since 
the  accession  of  Czar  Nicholas.  The  oath  to  the  Jews  is 
administered  by  the  consul-general  in  person,  and  as  he  is 
at  his  bureau  only  about  three  hours  a  day,  the  work  is  slow. 
Already  several  thousand  Jews  have  taken  the  oath,  and  the 
consul-general  is  informed  that  about  twenty-five  thousand 
more  may  be  expected  to  do  so.  Such  is  the  crowd  at  the 
consulate  that  police  officers  have  been  stationed  there  to 
prevent  the  Jews  from  injuring  each  other  in  their  pushing  and 
jostling  to  reach  the  tables  where  the  oath  is  administered. 

What  is  the  reason  for  this  patriotic  ardor  on  the  part  of 
the  Russian  Jews  in  America  ?  It  seems  only  yesterday  that 
they  were  holding  meetings  in  all  the  large  cities  of  this 
country  to  denounce  the  Russian  Government  for  its  treat- 
ment of  their  co-religionists.  It  is  only  yesterday  that  the 
Russian  Jews  were  holding  meetings  at  the  Windsor  The- 
atre in  New  York  city  to  "rejoice"  over  the  death  of  Czar 
Alexander  the  Third.  Yet  here  we  see  the  Russian  Jews  in 
New  York  rushing  with  such  seeming  enthusiasm  to  swear 
allegiance  to  Czar  Nicholas  the  Second  that  the  New  York 
police  are  detailed  to  hold  them  in  check  lest  they  should 
injure  themselves. 

IB.  MacGahan,  a  spectator  at  the  consulate,  writing  to 
one  of  the  New  York  papers,  says  that  this  scene  excited 
such  wonder  that  the  Russian  consul-general  was  asked 
what  motive  could  actuate  these  Jews — what  benefit  they  would 
reap  by  this  display  of  allegiance  to  the  Czar.  He  replied  : 
"  The  taking  of  the  oath  is  not  obligatory  on  any  Russian 
:  subject,  except  those  in  the  government  employ.  Yet  still 
the  Jews  come,  as  you  see,  by  the  thousands."  The  consul- 
general   in   New  York  is  A.  E.  Olarovsky,  formerly  consul 


here,  and  very  well  known  in  San  Francisco.  The  corres- 
pondent, B.  MacGahan,  remarks,  after  an  interview  with 
the  consul,  that  those  taking  the  oath  save  the  fine  of 
twenty-five  to  seventy-five  dollars  for  leaving  Russia  with- 
out a  passport,  and  that  it  is  probably  for  sordid  reasons 
that  "  these  Russian  Jews  are  so  prompt  to  apply  for  citi- 
zenship in  this  republic  on  one  day,  and  are  so  fervent  in 
swearing  allegiance  to  the  Czar  on  the  other,  binding  them- 
selves '  by  all  they  hold  holy  to  defend  the  interests  of  the 
reigning  house  of  the  Romanoffs  to  the  last  drop  of  their 
blood.' " 

It  does  not  make  any  particular  difference  to  Americans 
what  motives  may  have  inspired  these  Russian  Jews  in  swear- 
ing allegiance  to  a  government  which  they  claim  has  so 
oppressed,  wronged,  and  maltreated  them  that  they  have 
been  forced  to  leave  Russia  by  hundreds  of  thousands. 
This  is  a  matter  between  them  and  their  own  consciences, 
if  they  have  any.  But  there  is  another  matter  which  does 
interest  Americans.  It  is  this  :  scores  of  thousands  of  these 
Russian  Jews  have  applied  for  or  taken  out  their  papers  of 
American  citizenship.  Among  the  thousands  who  are  now 
swearing  allegiance  to  the  Czar,  there  are  beyond  question 
many  who  renounced  that  allegiance  when  they  took 
out  their  papers  of  naturalization.  Any  such  perjured 
rascals  as  will  throw  off  their  allegiance  first  to  one  coun- 
try and  then  to  another  for  purposes  of  gain  are  unfit 
to  be  citizens  of  any  country.  They  should  be  deprived  of 
the  citizenship  which  this  country  generously  but  foolishly 
conferred  upon  them.  We  are  sorry  that  there  is  no  further 
punishment  for  them.  But  under  the  law  there  is  none. 
The  Federal  courts  should,  however,  take  cognizance  of  this 
matter.  It  will  be  an  easy  thing  to  establish  the  guilt  of 
these  Jews.  Every  man  of  them  has  signed  his  name  to 
the  oath  at  the  Russian  Consulate  in  New  York,  and  we  are 
quite  sure  that  Consul-General  Olarovsky  will  permit  the 
officers  of  the  American  courts  to  examine  these  lists. 

Such  conduct  as  this  toward  a  generous  and  hospitable 
country  like  the  United  States  is  calculated  to  disgust  all 
Americans  with  the  Russian  Jews.  There  has  been  much 
sympathy  wasted  on  them  in  this  country,  owing  to  their 
treatment  by  the  Russian  Government.  But  after  the  spec- 
tacle presented  in  the  Russian  Consulate  in  New  York — Jews 
jostling  each  other  to  kiss  the  hand  that  smote  them — there 
will  be  no  more  sympathy  felt  for  them  here.  The  only 
sentiment  they  inspire  is  that  of  contempt. 


The  following  communication  has  been  received  at  this 

office  : 

Office  of  the  President, 
Leland  Stanford  Junior  University, 

Palo  Alto,  Cal.,  December  n,  1894. 

Editors  Argonaut:  In  an  editorial  in  to-day's  Argonaut  you 
use  strong  language  in  condemnation  of  the  alleged  hoodlumism  of 
Stanford  students  during  and  after  the  late  foot-ball  game. 

In  regard  to  the  events  in  question,  permit  me  to  ask  you  the 
source  of  your  information.  What  knowledge  have  you  of  this 
"  hoodlumism  "  ?  Who  saw  it  ?  What  evidence  have  you  that  any 
or  all  of  any  band  of  hoodlums  were  Stanford  students? 

I  should  be  glad  to  receive  any  help  you  can  give  me  toward  the 
identification  of  any  students  who  were  drunk,  obscene,  or  profane 
on  the  occasion  in  question.  If  you  can  point  out  any  such  person 
or  persons,  the  action  of  our  faculty  will  atone  for  any  negligence  on 
the  part  of  the  police  of  San  Francisco. 

I  would  remind  you,  however,  that  a  red  ribbon  on  a  San  Francisco 
hoodlum  does  not  make  a  Stanford  student  of  him. 

The  University  Committee  on  Students'  Affairs  has  given  very  care- 
ful attention  to  the  events  of  the  day  and  night  in  question,  and  thus  far 
not  a  particle  of  evidence  has  appeared  connecting  any  actual  student 
with  disorderly  or  immoral  conduct.  I  do  not  believe  that  any  such 
evidence  is  in  the  possession  of  the  Argonaut. 

Very  truly  yours,  David  S.  Jordan,  President. 

It    is   unfortunate    for    President    Jordan's    faith   in    his 
students   that  a  number  of  reputable  gentlemen  had  their 
slumbers  disturbed  by  the  midnight  revelry  of  these  same 
students.     Two  of  the  leading  clubs  of  San  Francisco  are 
in    a    quarter   of   San    Francisco  where  are  to  be  found — 
for    those    who    want   to    find   them  —  numbers    of    drink- 
ing-saloons,    dance  -  halls,    dives,    and    all  -  night    houses  of 
various  kinds.      In   these  clubs   a  number  of  the  members 
occupy  chambers.     In  the  early  morning  hours  of  Friday, 
November  30th,  many  of  them  were  prevented  from  sleep- 
ing  by  gangs    of    young    men    shouting   out  the   Stanford 
,  College  yell  along  Grant  Avenue,  where  that  street  crosses 
j  Sutter,  Post,  and  Geary  Streets.     The  Bohemian  Club  is  at 
i  the    corner   of   Post    Street    and    Grant   Avenue.     Near  it 
1  are  numerous  liquor-saloons   and  several    low    dance-halls, 
which   have  frequently  been    "pulled"   by  the    police.     In 
I  front  of  these  dance-halls,  standing  in  the  doorways,  passing 
:  in   and   out,   were    gangs    of    young   men,    most   of   them 
1  drunk,  all   of  them  noisy,  giving  the  Stanford  College  yell. 
Where  Grant  Avenue  intersects   Morton  Street,  an  alley  in- 
;  habited  by   female  outcasts,   there    was  another   crowd    of 
these  young  men,  also   shouting  out   the   Stanford  College 
1  yell.     They  were  visible  and  audible  from  the  club  windows. 
It  is,  of  course,  impossible  to  expect   "  identification  of 
students  who  were  drunk."      The  present  writer  saw  and 


heard  on  the  night  in  question  the  drunken  crowds  of  young 
men  shouting  the  Stanford  College  yell,  but  he  does  not 
know  any  of  them,  and  is  very  glad  of  it. 

As  to  the  implication  that  San  Francisco  "hoodlums" 
were  masquerading  as  Stanford  students,  that  is  highly  im- 
probable. In  the  first  place,  the  San  Francisco  "hoodlum" 
class  does  not  attend  the  intercollegiate  foot-ball  games ; 
they  know  nothing  of  the  game  and  care  nothing  as  to  the  re- 
sult. The  San  Francisco  "hoodlum"  does  not  know  a 
safety  touch-down  from  a  flying  wedge.  In  the  second 
place,  the  San  Francisco  "hoodlums"  are  not  in  the  habit 
of  yelling  late  at  night  in  the  quarter  referred  to.  It  is 
therefore  preposterous  to  argue  that  this  class  of  young  men 
should  suddenly  begin  to  celebrate  the  result  of  a  game 
which  they  did  not  understand  and  in  which  they  were  not 
at  all  interested  by  a  peculiar  rhythmical  yell  in  a  manner  to 
which  they  were  entirely  unaccustomed  at  an  hour  when 
they  were  usually  silent. 

President  Jordan  remarks  that  "  not  a  particle  of  evidence 
has  appeared  connecting  any  student  with  disorderly  or  im- 
moral conduct."  We  may  remark  that  such  evidence  can 
only  come  from  students,  and  they  are  not  likely  to  give  it. 
Does  President  Jordan  expect  that  persons  of  respectability 
and  credibility  are  going  to  follow  drunken  young  men  into 
"disorderly  or  immoral"  resorts,  scrutinize  them  closely  that 
they  may  "  identify "  them,  ask  them  if  they  are  Stanford 
students,  and  then  prepare  affidavits  to  that  effect? 

The  editors  of  this  journal  are  not  proctors  for  Stanford 
University,  and  are  not  engaged  in  acting  as  watchmen  over 
its  students  when  they  are  out  of  bounds.  Further  than 
that,  the  editors  are  only  mildly  interested  in  the  main- 
tenance of  discipline  in  Stanford  University.  That  function 
does  not  seem  to  be  ours.  Our  article  was  mainly  in  the  di- 
rection of  the  maintenance  of  good  order  in  San  Francisco, 
which  is  annually  threatened  at  the  recurrence  of  the  inter- 
collegiate foot-ball  game.  There  is  no  doubt  in  our  minds 
that  this  annual  disorder  is  caused  by  the  college  students  ; 
nor  is  there  any  doubt  regarding  it  in  the  minds  of  the 
police  authorities  of  San  Francisco  or  in  the  minds  of  most 
sensible  men. 

President  Jordan  asks  us  "to  point  out  any  person  or 
persons  who  were  drinking,"  and  asks  for  "  evidence " 
connecting  any  student  with  "disorderly  or  immoral 
conduct."  This  request  is  rather  unreasonable  —  the 
editors  of  this  paper  are  neither  police  officers  nor  detectives. 
He  closes  by  saying  :  "  I  do  not  believe  that  any  such  evi- 
dence is  in  the  possession  of  the  Argonaut." 

Let  us  ask  President  Jordan  a  question.  Will  he  say 
this  :  "  I  do  not  believe  that  any  Stanford  students  were 
drunk  or  disorderly  in  the  San  Francisco  streets  on  the 
night  of  November  29th— 30th." 

Will  President  Jordan  say  this  ?    We  do  not  believe  he  will. 

We  may  state  here  that  the  Argonaut's  remarks  were  not 
founded  on  the  articles  which  appeared  in  the  daily  papers 
concerning  the  brawls  of  the  night  of  November  29th-3oth, 
which  articles  were  certainly  numerous  enough  and  strong 
enough  to  attract  the  attention  of  Professor  Jordan.  Our 
remarks  were  based  partly  on  personal  observation,  and 
partly  on  the  police  records.  Without  depending  on  the 
articles  in  the  daily  press,  we  may  point  out  the  fol- 
lowing facts  to  President  Jordan — facts  which  are  attested 
by  the  register  at  the  San  Francisco  police  court  and  the 
register  of  the  Stanford  University.  The  night  of  the 
foot-ball  game  a  brawl  took  place  about  midnight  in  a  no- 
torious saloon  on  Sutter  Street,  in  which  a  young  man 
named  Loughborough  began  shooting — apparently  at  ran- 
dom. The  place,  which  was  crowded  with  young  men,  was 
speedily  emptied,  but  the  shooter  brought  down  two — Louis 
Whitehouse  and  Max  Rosenfeld.  Both  of  the  wounded 
men  were  said  to  be  Stanford  students,  but,  waiving  "said 
to  be,"  the  name  of  one  certainly  appears  in  the  latest  Stan- 
ford register,  that  of  1S93-4.  The  entry  runs  : 
"  IVJiitehouse,  Louis  Mien Oakland. Civ.  Eng" 

We  are  very  sorry  for  Mr.  Whitehouse  ;  he  apparently 
received  a  chance-medley  shot  in  a  quarrel  with  which  he 
had  nothing  to  do.  None  the  less,  he  had  no  business 
in  a  disreputable  saloon  at  midnight.  Yet  according 
to  the  official  register,  he  was  a  Stanford  student.  If  he 
has  ceased  to  be,  there  is  no  notice  to  the  world  of  that  fact. 
Last  year  he  was  reported  to  have  played  in  the  Stanford 
foot-ball  team.  Would  a  player  of  such  prominence  be 
unaccompanied?  Does  President  Jordan  think  there  was 
no  Stanford  student  there  ?  If  this  case  comes  to  trial,  and 
the  police  officers  succeed  in  serving  subpoenas,  we  think  he 
will  find  that  there  were  many  there. 

The  Democratic  party  has  always  posed  as  the  friend  of 
the  people  and  the  enemy  of  corporations.  The  action  last 
week  of  the  Democratic  House  on  the  railroad  pooling  bill 
does  not  look  much  that  way.  This  bill  legalizes  railroad 
pooling,  and  practically  sets  aside  one  of  the  most  !  feat- 
ures of  the  interstate  commerce  law. 


THE        A  RGONAUT. 


December  17,  1894. 


A    DANCE    WITH    DEATH. 

There  had  gathered  on  the  deck  an  oddly  sociable  group 
of  strangers  whom  the  voyage  had  united  in  seeming  in- 
timacy. Their  knowledge  of  each  other  had  begun  on 
the  day  of  sailing  and  would  probably  end  on  the  day 
of  arrival ;  but,  in  the  meantime,  hazard  forced  upon  them 
a  superficial  friendship,  a  brief  acquaintance  between  port 
and  port. 

It  was  night  on  the  ocean,  and  perhaps  it  was  the  im- 
mensity of  the  round,  uncontested  province  of  darkness 
and  the  monotonous  sound  of  the  heavy  waves  that  in- 
spired the  minds  of  the  little  company  with  a  sense  of 
mystery,  and  caused  their  thoughts  to  wander  forth  into  the 
obscure  realm  of  the  supernatural.  Some  one  had  just  told 
a  ghost-story. 

"1  love  to  have  my  blood  run  cold,  don't  you?"  said  a 
very  young  girl  confidentially  to  her  neighbor  ;  "  it  is  so 
nice  and  creepy  to  listen  to  such  things." 

"  Oh,  they  are  well  enough,"  he  replied  ;  "  but  nobody 
believes  them." 

"  It  is  a  thankless  task,  telling  ghost-stories,"  said  the 
raconteur,  laughing;  "one  never  gets  anything  but  scorn 
and  suspicion  for  one's  pains.  It  is  the  only  kind  of  literary 
effort  in  which  imagination  is  forbidden.  Now  I  can  not 
swear  that  my  tale  is  true,  but  I  insist  that  it  is  just  as  good 
as  if  it  were." 

"  I  would  never  tell  a  story  of  that  kind  unless  it  were 
true,"  said  a  pale,  dark-eyed  girl  from  the  depths  of  mani- 
fold wraps  and  cushions. 

"  Nor  I,"  said  a  man,  turning  with  quick  interest  toward 
the  girl ;  "  but  would  you  tell  it  if  it  were  true  ?  " 
"  Perhaps,"  she  answered,  thoughtfully. 
The  conversation  drifted  on,  and  the  man  returned  to  his 
silent  meditation,  apparently  unconscious  that  the  girl's  eyes 
were  regarding  him  with  a  longing  curiosity. 

"  I  might  tell  you  all  a  story,"  he  said  suddenly,  waking 
up  from  his  absorption  ;  "  only  I  have  never  told  it  before, 
and  I  am  not  sure  that  you  will  find  it  interesting.  It  is 
true,  but,  like  most  true  stories,  it  is  only  a  fragment,  and 
there  are  gaps  in  it  which  must  be  filled  by  guess-work." 
"  He  is  an  old  hand,"  whispered  one  of  the  party. 
The  very  young  girl  declared  delightedly  to  her  boy  com- 
panion that  she  was  going  to  make  herself  believe  every 
word  of  it,  and  all  settled  down  to  silence.  The  man  pulled 
his  rug  up  and  his  cap  down,  and,  looking  out  upon  the 
mighty  darkness  that  surrounded  the  tossing,  vibrant  ship, 
began  : 

One  evening,  toward  the  end  of  the  London  season,  I  was 
dressing  for  dinner  in  my  room  at  the  Metropole.  I  was 
somewhat  hurried  and  preoccupied,  but  I  soon  became  aware 
that  an  animated  conversation  was  going  on  in  the  adjoining 
room.  The  words  did  not  reach  me,  but  there  was  some- 
thing in  the  voices  of  the  speakers  that  gave  me  an  uncom- 
fortable sense  of  assisting  at  a  painful  crisis.  "  Some  one's 
mauvais  quart  tPheure"  I  said  to  myself  lightly,  feeling, 
however,  a  kind  of  selfish  resentment  at  the  intrusion  upon 
my  notice  of  this  small  portion  of  humanity's  suffering. 
The  voices  of  both  speakers  were  young,  but  formed  an  odd 
contrast.  The  woman's  contralto  was  musical  and  change- 
ful, while  the  man's  heavy  bass  was  an  inflexible,  untrained 
instrument.  When  he  spoke,  it  was  in  short,  abrupt  sen- 
tences. He  seemed  to  have  little  to  answer  to  her  eager 
discourse,  now  gently  persuasive,  now  in  a  tone  of  stern 
menace.  Her  voice  was  low,  never  raised  in  vulgar  empha- 
sis, but  it  was  singularly  expressive  of  her  emotions.  The 
first  words  that  came  to  my  ear  were  his,  in  a  tone  of  sullen, 
dogged  resistance : 

"  But  I  tell  you  it  is  all  over." 

She  answered  very  calmly  and  so  slowly  that  I  heard  even 
her  pretty  foreign  accent : 

"  You  do  not  mean  that.  You  are  a  boy.  All  is  not  over 
with  a  word." 

What  came  next,  I  did  not  hear.  She  went  on  more  rap- 
idly, from  time  to  time,  eliciting  from  her  companion  a  gruff, 
determined  phrase.  After  a  while  the  dialogue  again  be- 
came audible  to  me  : 

"  I  wonder  you  are  not  afraid  of  me.  Y'ou  do  not  even 
dream  of  my  power.  And  yet  I  have  told  you  a  hundred 
times  that  I  am  not  like  you  ;  I  have  other  senses,  other 
knowledge.  I  belong  to  a  nation  that  lives  near  to  the  sun. 
I  know  the  secret  of  life  ;  I  can  go  and  I  can  return.  You 
are  too  daring  ;  you  had  best  beware." 

"  Oh,  drop  all  that,"  he  said,  with  a  slightly  scornful,  but 
not  ill-natured  laugh.  "  It  won't  work  with  me.  Upon  my 
soul,  you  are  a  nice  little  thing,  and  I  would  keep  you  if  I 

could  ;  but  don't  you  see "     And  his  voice  sank  into  an 

argumentative  strain. 

She  made  no  answer ;  but  I  heard  her  say,  as  though 
speaking  to  herself  :  "  How  did  it  ever  happen  that  I  should 
fall  in  love  with  such  a  stupid  Englishman — blunt,  dull,  blind, 
deaf.  It  is  inconceivable.  Un  lire  in/c'rieur,  and  yet — 
a  god." 

She  paced  the  room  with  quick  steps. 
The  conversation   when  resumed   was  carried  on  in  low 
tones  ;  for  a  time  I  did  not  distinguish  the  words. 
At  last  the  man  said,  with  unmistakable  affection  : 
"Aren't  you  going  to  say  good-bye  to  me?" 
"  Of  course,  if  you  wish,"  she  replied.     "  I  forgot  you  do 
not  expect  to  see  me  again." 

As  I  stepped  out  into  the  hall,  the  door  next  mine  opened 
and  a  young  man  came  out.  He  was  between  twenty-one 
and  twenty-five  years  of  age,  a  tall,  straight-featured  Saxon. 
He  gave  a  sigh  of  relief  as  he  closed  the  door  behind 
him. 

I  had  been  invited  to  dinner,  and  when  I  arrived  at  my 
host's,  the  other  men  were  already  assembled.  Only  one 
came  later  than  1,  it  was  the  handsome  young  Englishman  I 
hp'i  seen  in  the  hotel  corridor.  Dinner  was  served  in  a 
large  room  that  opened  out  with  bow-windows  on  a  ter- 
race.    The  night   was   warm  and   the  casements  were  flung 


wide  to  admit  the  breeze  from  the  cool,  dark  garden.  About 
two  courses  had  been  served,  when 

Across  the  terrace,  lighted  by  the  pure  rays  of  the  full 
moon,  there  passed,  with  a  gliding  movement,  the  figure  of  a 
woman,  dressed  in  a  robe  of  gauze  confined  about  the  body 
by  a  heavy  jeweled  girdle.  We  who  sat  opposite  the  win- 
dows turned  instinctively  to  our  host  for  an  explanation  of 
the  lovely  vision,  but  the  face  of  the  man  at  the  end  of  the 
table  wore  an  expression  of  perplexed  surprise.  Before  we 
had  time  for  comment,  the  figure  reappeared. 

"  It  is  Egypta,  the  Eastern  dancer  1 "  exclaimed  some  one. 

Without,  on  the  marble  terrace,  stood  the  graceful  dancer, 
light  as  a  butterfly  just  poised  ;  within  the  brilliantly  lit  room 
was  a  startled,  bewildered  company.  Some  of  the  men  had 
risen  from  their  chairs,  some  were  leaning  forward  on  the 
table  ;  our  host  had  walked  a  few  paces  toward  the  window. 
We  looked  at  each  other  questioningly,  and  suddenly  the 
true  nature  of  the  vision  flashed  upon  us.  An  indescribable 
sensation  convinced  us  that  the  woman  on  the  terrace  was 
not  flesh  and  blood.  A  few  muttered  exclamations  were 
heard,  then  there  was  absolute  silence,  and  the  eyes  of  all 
were  fixed  upon  the  garden  with  a  painful  intensity.  The 
dancer  stood  still  but  for  a  minute.  Bowing  to  the  pale, 
attentive  group  within  the  room,  she  commenced  to  move 
her  limbs  and  body  with  a  peculiar,  swaying  motion  thor- 
oughly Eastern  in  character.  She  held  in  one  hand  a  cham- 
pagne-glass of  Venetian  ware,  and  to  drink  some  liquid  from 
it  seemed  to  be  the  motif  of  her  dramatic  dance.  With  a 
quick,  tripping  step,  she  whirled  round  and  round,  drink- 
ing apparently  with  the  gayest  intoxication.  Her  gauze 
skirts  flew  about  her  lithe  form,  the  jewels  at  her  waist  and 
on  her  sandals  sparkled,  her  arms  gleamed  whitely,  and  the 
quickness  of  her  motion  blew  a  confusion  of  dark  hair  across 
her  face  and  breast.  The  climax  of  the  dance  was  the 
drinking  of  the  liquid,  and,  as  she  raised  the  glass  to  her 
lips,  her  eyes  flashed  at  us  a  sudden  glance,  so  direct  and 
significant  that  several  of  the  men  caught  their  breath  and 
started  involuntarily. 

She  threw  her  head  back,  and  seemed  to  drain  the  glass 
of  the  last  drop.  Then,  still  with  graceful,  rhythmic  move- 
ments, she  went  through  an  awful  pantomime,  clutching  her 
throat  and  swaying  to  and  fro  as  though  convulsed  with  the 
death  agony.  The  horrible  play  lasted  only  a  minute. 
Changing  again  abruptly,  the  dancer  threw  herself  into  a 
merry  whirl,  and,  with  a  disdainful,  mocking  fling  and  a 
wave  of  the  hand,  retreated  from  the  terrace  into  the 
shadows  of  the  garden.  A  white  figure  was  still  faintly 
visible,  and  it  seemed  to  me  she  beckoned.  My  limbs  were 
cold  and  stiff,  but,  with  a  kind  of  clumsy  plunge,  I  stum- 
bled out  on  to  the  terrace  and  across  the  grass.  The  gleam- 
ing wraith  melted  away.  Before  my  eyes  all  was  darkness. 
I  thought  I  heard  the  words  : 

"  All  is  not  over."  And  through  the  air  came  swiftly  a 
champagne-glass.  It  broke  into  a  thousand  pieces  as  it 
touched  the  ground,  and  the  quaintly  twisted  stem  was  all 
that  remained.  I  picked  it  up  and  went  back  to  the  terrace, 
where  host  and  guests  were  all  standing  with  the  exception 
of  one  man — the  young  man  whom  I  had  seen  in  the  hotel. 
He  was  still  sitting  by  the  table,  leaning  back  in  his  chair, 
his  arms  hanging  beside  him,  his  terrified  eyes  fixed  upon 
the  window.  He  looked  at  me  as  I  entered,  and  without 
any  conscious  thought  or  purpose,  I  walked  up  to  him  and 
laid  in  his  hand  the  bit  of  glass. 

"  It  has  gone  hard  with  you,"  said  some  one  to  him,  giv- 
ing him  some  brandy. 

We  were  all  terribly  shaken.  Some  lingered  by  the  win- 
dows, some  walked  restlessly  about  the  room.  Gradually 
composure  returned.  We  seated  ourselves  at  the  table,  and 
the  business  of  dinner  recommenced,  enlivened  by  a  dis- 
jointed, nervous  conversation.  In  about  a  quarter  of  an 
hour,  a  young  cousin  of  our  host  dropped  in.  He  had  just 
come  from  the  Imperial  Music-Hall,  and  could  think  of 
nothing  but  a  scene  he  had  witnessed  there. 

"  Uncommonly  sad,"  he  said,  not  pausing  for  greetings  ; 
"  by  Jove,  I  feel  all  broken  up.  I  went  down  to  see  Egypta, 
you  know  " — at  the  name  the  eyes  of  all  present  turned 
quickly  to  the  speaker — "  a  pretty  girl,  and,  by  Jove,  a 
dancer."  He  poured  out  some  wine  and  went  on,  looking  at 
our  host  :  "  She  brought  out  a  new  dance  this  evening — a 
champagne  dance — whirled  around  drinking  the  stuff  with 
all  sorts  of  pretty  flings  and  turns.  Set  the  house  just  wild  ; 
applause  thundering,  you  know.  She  danced  again  for  the 
encore,  and  just  at  the  end  she  was  taken  with  convulsions — 
heart  failure,  the  doctors  said.  She  died.  Most  shocking 
thing.     By  Jove,  it  was  sad.     So  sudden,  you  know." 

One  of  the  guests  groaned  and,  rising,  staggered  from  the 
room.  Whether  the  Eastern  woman  who  loved  him  tort- 
ured him  further,  I  do  not  know.  He  died  within  a  few 
weeks.  I  think  it  was  poison  she  drank  that  evening,  whirl- 
ing about  in  mock  gayety.  She  was  dancing  consciously  a 
wild  dance  with  Death.  She  had  threatened  that  she  could 
go  and  could  return,  and  I  believe  she  knew  that  after  death 
she  would  be  able  to  reappear  on  earth.  She  was  conscious 
that  she  possessed  the  power  of  making  the  elements  serve 
the  spirit. 

"  And  why  can  not  all  possess  that  power  ?"  murmured 
the  dark-eyed  girl,  and  throwing  her  shawls  impatiently 
aside,  she  walked  to  the  edge  of  the  deck  and  gazed  into 
the  black,  fathomless  water.  Emily  B.  Stone. 

San  Francisco,  December,  1894. 


BOURGET  STARTLES  PARIS. 

His  American  Impressions  in  "Outre   Mer "    Create  a  Sensation- 

The  Parisiennes  Envy  their   American  Cousins  their 

Freedom — Praise  for  the  American  Girl. 


One  can  not  tell  by  looking  at  a  bicycle  exactly  what  it  is 
capable  of  standing  in  the  way  of  strain,  and  as  hard  and 
fast  riding  increases,  a  weak  machine  is  a  menace  of  no  in- 
considerable importance.  Young  Hardinger,  who  was  train- 
ing with  the  Madison  Square  Garden  cracks,  was  riding  fast 
with  the  foreign  wheelmen,  when  the  rim  of  his  wheel  split 
and  the  machine  collapsed,  throwing  him  against  the  fence 
and  fracturing  his  skull.  A  week  ago  a  man  was  killed  in 
almost  similar  fashion  in  Illinois.  For  the  protection  of  the 
public  some  means  should  be  devised  by  which  the  makers 
of  flimsy  and  faulty  bicycles  can  be  held  to  account. 


Paul  Bourget's  book  on  America  is  making  a  great  sensa- 
tion here.  I  do  not  think  any  work  of  the  sort  has  ever 
made  as  much  ;  for,  as  you  know,  French  people  are 
strangely  indifferent  to  everything  connected  with  other 
countries.  It  was  quite  on  the  cards  that  the  American 
women  would  particularly  focus  the  attention  of  M.  Bourget. 
Because,  for  one  thing,  he  is  a  "  feminist "  by  profession, 
being  a  foremost  member  of  the  present  generation  of 
authors  who  have  made  the  feminine  character,  heart, 
virtues,  foibles,  and  vices  their  particular  study  ;  and,  more- 
over, because  the  American  woman  differs  very  decidedly 
from  her  sisters  in  every  other  part  of  the  world,  and  occu- 
pies a  different  position  domestically,  socially,  and  politi- 
cally from  theirs.  That  M.  Bourget  has  been  able  not 
only  to  excite  an  immense  amount  of  interest  in  America 
and  Americans  among  stay-at-home  Parisians,  but  also  to 
awaken  in  them  an  uneasy  feeling  that  perhaps  "  some- 
thing is  rotten  in  the  state  of  Denmark,"  is  a  triumph  of 
which  he  has  reason  to  be  proud  indeed.  Hitherto,  French 
men  and  women  have  been  content  to  welcome  into  society 
the  many  charming  specimens  of  American  feminine  human- 
ity which  fortune  has  thrown  in  their  way.  But  they  have 
never  troubled  to  find  out  wherein  lies  the  intrinsic  difference 
between  the  women  of  the  East  and  West,  or  even  what  is 
the  exact  social  status  of  the  latter  in  their  own  country. 
And  even  with  the  fact  of  the  many  Franco- American  mar- 
riages before  their  eyes,  it  has  never  occurred  to  them  to  in- 
quire whether  their  own  women  might  not  with  advantage 
take  a  lesson  from  their  transatlantic  sisters,  or  whether 
there  was  not  something  wrong  in  French  society. 

Now  Paul  Bourget  has — perhaps  unwittingly — put  his 
finger  on  the  weak  spot,  and,  while  merely  intent  on  giving 
to  the  world  as  unprejudiced  a  picture  as  possible  of  the 
country  and  the  people  he  has  just  been  visiting,  he  has 
forced  his  French  readers  into  a  train  of  thought  very  un- 
usual to  them,  and  rendered  them — the  women  especially — 
somewhat  dissatisfied  with  their  lot. 

I  was  much  struck  by  what  a  French  lady  friend  of  mine 
said  to  me  the  other  day.  She  had,  of  course,  been  eagerly 
devouring  Bourget's  "  Outre  Mer,"  as  it  appears  in  serial 
form  in  the  Figaro,  and  had  been  led  to  compare  society 
here  with  society  in  the  States  ;  she  seemed  to  be  acutely 
aware  of  the  degradation  (she  put  it  thus  forcibly)  to  which 
Frenchwomen  were  subjected  by  being  deprived  of  the  free- 
dom which  American  women  enjoy  of  cultivating  friendships 
with  individuals  of  the  other  sex.  As  soon  as  a  girl  child  is 
out  of  the  nursery,  she  is  kept  as  much  apart  as  possible, 
even  from  her  brothers,  and  is  taught  to  believe  that  an  in- 
surmountable barrier  exists  between  her  and  the  male  world 
generally,  and  so  consider  men  more  or  less  in  the  light  of 
natural  enemies.  How  difficult  her  marriage  under  these 
circumstances  to  turn  out  well !  Of  course  her  instincts  tell 
her  that  all  this  is  merely  conventional,  so  that  her  nature 
and  her  education  are  always  at  war. 

Then  men,  on  their  side,  debarred  to  a  great  extent  from 
familiar  intercourse  with  women,  have  little  interest  in  them 
save  from  the  sentimental  and  sensuous  point  of  view, 
which  is  one  they  never  lose  sight  of.  Every  nice-looking 
woman  is  game  to  be  stalked.  And  when  a  Frenchman 
goes  a-hunting,  he  does  not  like  to  come  back  with  an 
empty  bag.  It  is  a  point  of  honor  with  him  not  to  do  so. 
His  ridicule  of  what  he  chooses  to  style  a  pedant — that  is  to 
say,  a  woman  who  will  talk  on  subjects  which  it  would  in- 
terest him  to  discuss  with  one  of  his  own  sex — is  unlimited, 
and  he  loses  no  opportunity  of  making  it  thoroughly  mani- 
fest that  she  is  merely  worthy  of  being  a  plaything,  and  of 
ministering  to  his  lordly  pleasures. 

Thus  spoke  my  friend,  and  she  was  not  far  wrong.  Friend- 
ships between  young  men  and  women  are  very  rare  here  in 
France.  And  when  they  are  formed  on  a  basis  of  mutual 
kindliness  and  interest,  untinged  with  love  or  sexual  affinity, 
no  one  believes  in  their  innocence,  and  society  sets  the  pair 
down  inevitably  as  lovers.  The  woman,  married  or  single, 
who  would  maintain  an  unblemished  reputation,  must  refrain 
from  cultivating  too  closely  acquaintance  with  the  men  whom 
she  meets  in  the  world.  No  girl  or  married  woman,  who 
has  not  arrived  at  very  sober  years  of  discretion,  can  with 
impunity  accept  the  escort  of  a  gentleman,  and  the  very  fact 
of  her  being  seen  with  him  alone  in  any  place  of  public  re- 
sort would  immediately  set  tongues  wagging.  And  nine 
times  out  of  ten,  I  must  admit,  there  would  be  a  reason  for 
their  wagging. 

Frenchmen,  and  Paul  Bourget  among  the  number,  will 
tell  you  that  they  are  made  of  very  different  stuff  from  the 
Anglo-Saxon,  who  is  cold  and  passionless  when  compared 
to  the  fiery  Gaul.  There  is  something  in  this,  doubtless. 
Still  I  fancy  it  is  more  often  than  not  a  matter  of  custom — 
or,  rather,  of  vanity.  They  love  to  think  themselves  irresist- 
ible. I  remember  once  seeing  a  man  dreadfully  piqued  be- 
cause two  ladies,  who  were  discussing  the  stupid  trammels 
of  social  etiquette,  exclaimed  :  "  Now,  Mr.  So-and-So,  I  am 
sure  either  one  of  us  could  go  round  the  world  with  you  un- 
scathed !  "  He  was  an  acquaintance  of  long  standing,  and 
had  never  whispered  soft  nothings  to  one  or  other  of  them, 
but  his  vanity  was  wounded,  and  he  would  not  admit  that 
any  amount  of  virtue  could  be  proof  against  him  did  he 
choose  to  throw  the  handkerchief. 

It  would,  indeed,  be  well  if  men  and  women  could  be 
brought  round  to  a  different  frame  of  mind  and  French 
society  rendered  more  healthy  and  wholesome.  When  a 
more  active  interest  in,  and  a  more  accurate  knowledge  of, 
other  societies  has  been  gained,  there  may  be  some  hope  of 
improvement,  and  M.  Paul  Bourget  deserves  the  thanks  of 
his  countrymen  for  having  done  something  toward  opening 
their  eyes  to  their  own  deficiencies.  PARISINA. 

Paris,  November  23,  1894. 


HkfcfhtftvjiMriM 


December  17,  1894. 


THE        ARG  ON  AUT. 


8 


A    DISGUISED    HOUSE-MAID. 


Miss    Elizabeth    Banks's    Book   on    her  Journalistic    Adventures  in 

London — She  Criticises  the  Mistresses — An  Indignant 

Housewife  Replies  to  her  Charges. 

A  mild  sensation  was  caused  in  London  some  months  ago 
by  the  revelations  an  American  female  reporter  was  making 
of  the  potency  of  the  mighty  American  dollar  in  the  British 
metropolis.  Her  name  was  Elizabeth  Banks,  and  she  had 
been  sent  to  England  by  an  American  editor  to  compare  the 
inferiorities  of  English  ways  with  the  superiorities  of  Ameri- 
can methods  ;  but  she  thought  she  saw  a  more  lucrative  field 
for  her  labors  in  holding  the  mirror  up  to  English  men  and 
women.  The  American  newspaper  practice  of  interviewing 
has  recently  been  transplanted  to  English  soil  and  has  grown 
so  rankly  in  its  new  home  that  the  American  reporter  would 
scarcely  recognize  it.  Miss  Banks  took  hold  of  it  in  its  new 
form,  and,  applying  it  with  an  energy  far  in  excess  of  her 
discretion,  produced  a  series  of  articles  that  made  London 
ring. 

Her  St.  James's  Gazette  articles  on  "The  Almighty  Dollar 
in  English  Society " — in  which  she  told  of  the  experiences 
that  befell  her  while  posing  as  an  heiress  from  Pork- 
opolis  desirous  of  buying  a  titled  husband,  and,  again,  as 
anxious  to  purchase  the  chaperonage  of  a  woman  of  in- 
dubitable standing  in  the  aristocratic  circles  of  English 
society — were  quoted  at  length  in  the  Argonaut  some 
months  ago.  Since  then  Miss  Banks  has  embodied  her  ex- 
periences in  various  fields  of  journalistic  investigation  in  a 
book  entitled  "  Campaigns  of  Curiosity " — an  appropriate 
title,  for  a  more  unblushing  curiosity  or  more  disingenuous 
frankness  than  Miss  Banks  has  evinced  it  would  be  hard  to 
find. 

Miss  Banks  made  her  debut  in  the  role  of  a  house  parlor- 
maid ;  but  first  she  strikes  at  the  root  of  the  great  servant 
difficulty  in  describing  how  she  was  led  to  investigate  the 
matter  by  the  scornful  response  she  received  from  a  poor 
half-starved  sewing-machine  girl,  to  whom  she  had  proposed 
domestic  service  as  a  means  of  emancipation  from  her 
slavery  : 

"  How  much  do  you  earn  a  day  at  that  work  ?  "  I  asked. 

"  Eighteenpence,  miss,"  was  the  answer. 

"  But  is  there  no  other  work  you  can  do — nothing  that  is  less  wear- 
ing on  body  and  brain  ?  " 

"  Nothing,  miss." 

"  Stop  !  "  I  cried  ;  "  I  have  it.  I  will  help  you.  Can  you  do  house- 
work ?  " 

"  Why,  yes,  miss,  I  suppose  so,"  she  answered,  with  wondering 
eyes. 

"Then  fix  yourself  up  a  little  and  come  with  me.  I  will  give  you 
a  place  as  house-maid  in  my  home.  What  you  don't  know  you  will 
soon  learn.  You  shall  have  a  nice  clean  bedroom,  with  plenty  to  eat, 
print  dresses  in  the  morning  and  black  stuff  in  the  afternoon,  with 
white  caps,  aqd  aprons,  and  collars,  and  cuffs.  I  will  buy  them  for 
you  as  we  go  along.  We  will  pay  you  sixteen  pounds  a  year  to  com- 
mence. Come,  why  don't  you  get  your  things  on?  We  will  settle 
up  the  back  rent  and  return  the  sewing-machine  to  the  installment 
people." 

The  girl  had  risen  from  her  chair  and,  to  my  astonishment,  con- 
-  fronted  me  angrily,  her  cheeks  aflame  and  her  eyes  blazing. 

"  Did  you  come  only  to  insult  me  ?  "  she  demanded,  stamping  her 
feet.  "  I  go  out  to  service  !  I  wear  caps  and  aprons,  those  badges 
of  slavery  !  No,  thank  you.  I  prefer  to  keep  my  liberty  and  be  in- 
dependent." 

In  answer  to  her  advertisement  for  a  situation,  Miss 
Banks  received  one  hundred  and  fifty-nine  replies,  most  of 
them  exceedingly  business-like  and  some  very  amusing ; 
among  the  latter  being  one  offering  her  marriage  and 
another  expressing  the  anxiety  of  the  writer  to  adopt  her  as 
a  daughter.  Since,  however,  she  had  not  advertised  either 
for  a  husband  or  a  mother,  she  finally  closed  with  a  Mrs. 
Allison.  The  duties  of  the  new  house-maid  were  no  sine- 
cure : 

I  was  to  rise  at  six  in  the  morning,  and  my  first  duty  was  to  shake 
and  brush  Mr.  Allison's  trousers,  which  I  would  find  hanging  on  the 
door-knob  outside  his  room.  I  was  about  to  inform  Mrs.  Allison 
that  I  did  not  engage  as  a  valet,  and  was  not  up  in  the  art  of  brush- 
ing trousers,  when  I  suddenly  remembered  that  I  was  not  a  "  young 
lady"  now,  but  a  "  young  person,"  expected  to  do  with  her  might 
whatever  her  hands  found  to  do.  Did  not  the  motto  in  my  bedroom 
so  inform  me?  I  made  no  remarks,  and  listened  for  the  second 
duty,  which  was  to  brush  Mrs.  Allison's  dress  and  carry  all  the  boots 
to  the  kitchen  for  Annie  to  polish.  I  was  glad  of  the  latter  clause, 
for  had  I  been  told  to  shine  the  boots,  I  think  I  should  have  de- 
spaired. Afterwards  I  would  sweep  and  dust  four  flights  of  stairs 
and  five  halls,  clean  up  and  dust  the  study  and  drawing-rooms,  and 
carry  a  can  of  hot  water  to  each  person,  knocking  on  the  door  to 
wake  him  or  her  up.  I  concluded  that  when  I  had  accomplished  all 
these  things,  I  should  have  done  a  good  day's  work  ;  but  were  my 
ears  deceiving  me  ?  What  was  Mrs.  Allison  saying?  "Then  you 
may  eat  your  breakfast !  " 

A  week  at  Mrs.  Allison's  decided  Miss  Banks  that  a  change 
would  be  beneficial,  and  she  accordingly  left  that  lady's 
service  and  engaged  with  a  Mrs.  Brownlow,  for  whom  she 
has  nothing  but  praise.  Several  experiences  of  a  more  or 
less  romantic  nature  fell  to  her  share  here  : 

One  night  I  went  to  bed  at  ten-thirty,  and  I  thought  I  had  only 
slept  a  few  minutes,  when  I  was  awakened  by  the  ding-a-ling  of  the 
front-door  bell.  Lighting  a  match,  I  discovered  that  it  was  three 
o'clock.  The  house  was  perfectly  quiet  except  for  the  bell,  which 
seemed  to  be  summoning  me  down-stairs  unto  dreadful  things  I 
knew  not  of.  To  say  that  I  was  afraid  to  go  to  the  door  only  mildly 
expresses  my  feelings.  My  room  was  a  back  one,  so  I  could  not 
first  look  out  of  the  window  and  inspect  the  bearing  of  the  visitor. 
Finally  I  plucked  up  a  small  amount  of  courage,  donned  my  dress 
and  slippers,  and  with  a  night-light  I  started  down-stairs,  trying  to 
shame  myself  into  bravery.  Was  I  not  a  journalist  ?  Had  I  not 
bearded  many  a  lion  in  his  den,  and  should  I  now  tremble  at  being 
obliged  to  go  to  the  door  at  three  o'clock  in  the  morning  ?  It  was  of 
no  use  ;  the  further  down-stairs  I  got,  the  more  my  knees  knocked 
together  from  very  fear,  and  I  had  to  admit  to  myself  that  I  was 
nothing  but  a  very  timid  woman  after  all.  Then  I  thought  of  a 
way  by  which  I  could  view  the  ringer  of  the  bell  at  a  distance  before 
opening  the  door,  and  I  went  into  the  library,  noiselessly  unbolted 
and  drew  up  the  window,  and  looked  out.  There  on  the  step  stood 
Mr.  James  Brownlow,  ringing  the  bell  with  one  hand  and  with  the 
other  vainly  trying  to  insert  the  key  in  the  lock.  I  took  in  the  situa- 
tion at  once.  He  had  been  at  the  Savage  Club.  I  quietly  closed  the 
window  again  and  opened  the  door,  uttering  not  a  word  and  trying 
my  best  to  look  respectful  and  sedate.  "Thank  you.  Don't  men- 
tion it  to  anybody,"  he  said,  passing  upstairs,  while  I  fastened  and 
bolted  the  door.  So  there  I  was,  with  a  secret  on  my  soul,  and  not 
allowed  to  tell  it  to  anybody  !  How  I  should  have  enjoyed  repeat- 
ing the  story  to  one  of  his  brother  Savages  ;  but  that  was  impossible, 


so  I  had  to  content  myself  to  keep  it  until  I  got  out  of  service,  know- 
ing that  then  I  could  unburden  myself  to  the  public. 

Miss  Banks  gives  advice  to  mistress  and  servant  impar- 
tially. Among  other  things,  she  has  warmly  advocated  better 
treatment  for  "  followers  "  : 

What  about  "followers"?  Shall  young  ladies  employed  as  do- 
mestics be  obliged  to  walk  on  the  street  or  go  in  the  parks  in  order  to 
meet  their  friends  and  sweethearts  ?  Certainly  not.  They  must 
have  the  use  of  a  comfortable  sitting-room,  where  they  may  receive 
visitors  on  certain  afternoons  or  evenings,  the  number  of  their  callers 
and  the  length  of  their  stay  being  kept,  of  course,  within  the  bounds  of 
reason.  The  present  class  of  servant-girls  have  much  cause  for  com- 
plaint on  this  score.  To  stipulate  that  a  girl  shall  have  no  visitors  is 
as  unkind  as  it  is  unreasonable  and  dangerous.  A  young  woman- 
servant  is  quite  likely  to  have  friends  of  both  sexes,  and  it  is  probable 
that  she  is  "  keeping  company."  To  compel  her  future  husband  to 
hang  over  the  area  fence,  whistling  for  her  to  come  out,  or  to  oblige 
her  to  go  to  the  park  and  sit  on  the  benches  in  order  to  have  a  talk 
with  him,  is  not  only  inconsiderate,  it  is  almost  indecent.  She  should 
be  allowed  to  receive  him  once  a  week  or  once  a  fortnight  in  the  ser- 
vants' hall. 

It  is  not  to  be  imagined  that  all  this  could  be  written  and 
printed  without  raising  a  storm  of  indignation  in  the  breasts 
of  London  mistresses.  Mr.  Brownlow  has  doubtless  had  a 
bad  quarter  of  an  hour  with  his  better  half,  and,  perhaps  in 
consideration  of  a  promise  to  eschew  the  Savage  Club  and 
all  its  works,  prevailed  on  her  to  follow  the  maid's  example 
and  "  not  mention  it  to  anybody."  But  "  Mrs.  Allison  "  was 
discovered  and  "interviewed  about  the  interviewer"  by  a 
representative  of  a  weekly  paper.  "  Mrs.  Allison,"  it  seems, 
is  Mrs.  Oscar  Beringer,  who  adapted  for  the  stage  Mark 
Twain's  story  of  "  The  Prince  and  the  Pauper."  She  was 
called  upon  and  requested  to  tell  "  all  about  the  Banks  affair, 
from  beginning  to  end  "  : 

"  Well,"  she  said,  "  I  will  admit  that  I  was  completely  hoodwinked. 
Miss  Banks  may  flatter  herself  that  it  was  owing  to  her  astuteness, 
but  it  was  really  the  result  of  her  lack  of  adaptability.  Of  course  1 
have  been  fearfully  chaffed  since  the  exposi  by  my  husband  and  chil- 
dren, and  I  shall  probably  never  hear  the  end  of  my  '  failure  in 
philanthropy,'  as  they  call  it.  This  is  the  advertisement  to  which  I 
replied  : 

'"As  House-maid,  Parlor-maid,  or  House-Parlor-maid. — A  refined  and  edu- 
cated young  woman,  obliged  to  earn  her  living,  and  unable  to  find  other  em- 
ployment, wants  situation  as  above.  Expects  only  such  treatment  as  is  given 
to  servants  ;  will  wear  caps  and  aprons  ;  but  would  not  wish  to  share  bed  with 
another  ;  thoroughly  reliable  and  competent ;  references  ;  town  or  country  ; 
wages,  £14.     Address, .' 

"This  happened  in  September,  last  year,  and  I  wrote  up  from  a 
south-coast  watering-place,  where  we  were  staying,  and  appointed  a 
time  for  the  young  woman  to  call  upon  me  in  London.  When  I  saw 
her,  I  knew  at  once  from  her  accent  that  she  was  an  American.  She 
certainly  made  her  plain  little  face  look  appropriately  sad  as  she 
poured  forth  her  woes  into  my  too  willing  ears.  She  told  me  she  was 
unhappy  at  home,  and  quite  frightened  me  by  her  picture  of  what  the 
consequences  might  be  if  she  did  not  get  respectable  employment. 
'  What  can  I  do  ?  '  she  said  ;  '  my  handwriting  is  not  good  enough  for 
a  clerk,  and  my  health  wouldn't  stand  shop-work  ! '  When  I  asked 
her  what  she  knew  of  house-work,  she  replied  that  her  family  were 
simple  people  who  kept  no  servant,  and  she  was  thoroughly  domes- 
ticated.    I  decided  to  give  her  a  chance. 

"  The  morning  after  her  arrival,  Annie,  the  parlor-maid,  knocked 
at  my  door  and  entered  the  room  with  a  half  worried,  half  amused 
expression  on  her  face.  '  Ma'am,'  she  whispered,  '  the  new  house- 
maid's sweeping  the  stairs  with  a  bonnet  whisk  ! '  I  looked  over  the 
balusters  myself,  and  true  enough,  Elizabeth  was  brushing  the 
stairs  with  a  whisk  three  inches  long  by  two  broad.  My  heart  began 
to  sink.  But  there  was  worse  to  come.  During  the  next  few  days 
she  proved  herself  absolutely  ignorant  of  every  detail  of  household 
work,  even  to  leaving  the  bed-clothes  flapping  loosely  at  the  sides  of 
beds  which  were  supposed  to  be  made.  And  imagine  any  one  scrap- 
ing a  valuable  bronze  figure  with  a  hair-pin  !  Miss  Banks's  mythol- 
ogy (sic J  is  not  her  strongest  point,  by  the  way,  for  the  figure  is 
Mercury  and  not  Minerva.  Again,  her  idea  of  cleaning  a  floor  was 
very  quaint.  She  was  told  to  wash  over  the  floor  in  the  small  front 
drawing-room  ;  instead  of  pinning  back  her  dress,  putting  on  a  coarse 
apron,  and  going  down  upon  her  knees  as  any  one  with  a  grain  of 
sense  would  have  done,  she  squatted  upon  the  floor,  with  a  slop- 
pail  by  her  side,  and  dabbed  at  the  boards  as  though  they  were  hot 
bricks.  That  was  the  last  straw,  and  then  I  gave  her  a  piece  of  my 
mind." 

When  it  was  suggested  that  Miss  Banks  made  out  that 
her  duties  were  exceptionally  hard,  Mrs.  Beringer  replied  : 

"  No,  her  duties  were  the  ordinary  ones — stairs,  one  living  room 
before  breakfast,  hot  water  (laid  on  upstairs)  to  two  bedrooms.  The 
house-maid  has  only  one  sitting-room  and  the  two  drawing-rooms  to 
attend  to.  The  other  sitting-rooms  are  done  by  the  other  servants. 
As  there  is  a  gas  fire  in  one  of  the  drawing-rooms,  she  has  only  two 
grates  to  look  after,  and  the  coals  are  carried  up  by  a  hired  boy.  The 
bedrooms  take  about  an  hour  and  a  half  to  do  after  breakfast,  but 
Elizabeth,  with  her  foolish  incapacity,  had  not  finished  the  daily  work 
in  the  bedrooms  before  lunch.  As  for  the  sewing  of  which  she  makes 
such  a  point,  no  needle-work  need  ever  be  done  after  supper.  The 
house-maid  only  does  the  mending  of  the  house  linen,  her  mistress's 
and  one  boy's  clothes.  Only  the  barely  necessary  duties  are  done  on 
Sundays  in  the  house  generally.  Our  servants  always  have  some- 
thing cooked  for  supper  unless  at  such  times  when  the  house  is  being 
turned  out  and  when  they  prefer  not  to  take  the  trouble  of  cooking." 

Next  Mrs.  Beringer  was  asked  her  opinion  of  Miss 
Banks's  recommendations  and  conclusions,  as  published  in 
her  book,  which  she  gave  as  follows  : 

"  They  are  all  unpractical.  For  example,  how  could  you  reason- 
ably expect  girls  whose  muscles  are  untrained  to  jump  into  domestic 
service  and  prove  satisfactory.  The  idea  of  servants  being  allowed 
to  receive  '  followers '  in  one  of  the  sitting-rooms  is  out  of  the  ques- 
tion, and  the  omission  of  the  outer  forms  of  service — caps,  ma'am, 
sir,  etc. — would  be  most  inadvisable.  Miss  Banks's  great  fault  is 
that  she  arrives  too  rapidly  at  conclusions.  She  condemns  the  routine 
of  a  house  while  it  is  still  in  the  throes  of  autumn  cleaning.  She  is 
in  some  ways  very  ingenuous,  and  />ver-inclined  to  credit  the  deceits 
practiced  by  her  more  knowing  fellow-servants.  But  I  have  to  thank 
her  for  doing  me  a  personal  service.  She  has  taught  me  rightly  to 
estimate  the  modest  proficiency  and  devoted  service  of  those  whom 
she  would  probably  consider  far  below  '  the  refined  and  educated 
young  woman  '  who  did  not  hesitate  to  declare  herself  as  competent 
and  reliable,  although  she  entered  every  house  under  false  pretenses, 
without  being  able  to  sew  on  a  button,  darn  a  stocking,  or  scrub  a 
floor." 

All  of  this  may  not  go  far  toward  solving  the  mighty 
"  servant  question  "  that  plagues  the  housewives  of  two  con- 
tinents ;  but  neither  is  it  a  journalistic  achievement  of  which 
M  iss  Banks  should  be  proud.  People  necessarily  expose  their 
lives  to  the  observation  of  their  domestic  servants.  There 
is  a  tacit  agreement  on  both  sides  that  this  arrangement  is 
semi-confidential.  When  a  female  reporter,  therefore,  gets 
into  a  house  on  false  pretenses,  in  order  to  "  make  copy  "  of 
what  she  sees  and  hears  there,  she  may  win  the  approval  of 
her  fellow-reporters,  but  she  will  not  win  that  of  any  one 
else.  We  can  not  congratulate  Miss  Banks  either  on  her 
book  or  on  her  good  taste. 


W.  S.  B.  O'B.  Robinson,  just  elected  superior  judge,  is  the 
first  Roman  Catholic  to  hold  a  State  office  in  North  Carolina. 


THE    OPENING    OF    THE    OPERA. 

Jealousies   of  the    Stars — Reportorial    Henchmen— Touching   Scene 

between  Melba  and    De    Lussan — Booming  De  Lussaa — 

Thirty-Two  Offers  of  Marriage — More  or  Less. 

There  is  no  falling  off  in  the  quality  or  the  volume  of  the 
audiences  at  the  opera.  On  Monday  we  had  "  Otello,"  with 
Tamagno  and  Maurel  and  Mme.  Eames  as  Desdemona. 
The  great  tenor  with  the  high  C,  and  even  the  C  sharp,  is 
more  robusto  than  ever  ;  he  is  beginning  to  divide  the  atten- 
tion of  the  ladies  with  Jean  de  Reszke.  He  created  the  part 
of  Otello  eight  years  ago  at  Milan,  and  his  co-laborer, 
Maurel,  has  identified  himself  with  that  of  Iago.  On  Wed- 
nesday, Mme.  Nordica,  fresh  from  triumphs  at  Bayreuth  and 
Leipsic,  made  her  first  appearance  as  Eisa,  which  she  played 
to  Jean  de  Reszke's  Lohengrin.  The  diva  showed  that  she 
could  act  as  well  as  sing,  which  so  many  have  doubted. 
Elsa's  naivete,  her  weakness,  and  her  grief,  were  pathetically 
portrayed.  Connoisseurs  declared  that  this  was  the  real 
Elsa  at  last.     Jean  de  Reszke  was  an  ideal  Lohengrin. 

On  Friday,  Mme.  Melba  got  her  chance  in  "  Rigoletto," 
and  to-day  at  the  matinee,  Zelie  de  Lussan  repeated  "Car- 
men" with  the  two  De  Reszkes.  The  popular  verdict  is 
that  Zelie  has  not  dethroned  Mme.  Calve* ;  but  she  is  a 
very  fair  Carmen,  for  all  that.  The  papers  are  booming 
her  anecdotically.  We  are  told  that  fifteen  years  ago  she 
turned  the  heads  of  the  boys  at  the  Twelfth  Street  Grammar 
School ;  that  she  joined  the  Boston  Ideals,  and  afterward 
the  Carl  Rosa  troupe  in  England  ;  that  Queen  Victoria  fell 
in  love  with  her  voice,  and  used  to  write  her  notes,  saying  : 
"And  how  do  you  find  yourself  to-day,  my  dear?"  All 
which,  if  not  authentic  history,  serves  to  add  to  the  interest 
which  the  girl  creates.  A  neat  piece  of  acting  was  contrived 
for  the  first  performance  of  "  Carmen."  At  the  end  of  the 
first  act,  a  shower  of  nosegays  fell  on  the  stage.  Zelie 
picked  the  finest  and  carried  it  to  Mme  Melba,  who  refused 
to  receive  it,  and,  running  to  the  footlights,  gathered  an  arm- 
ful of  flowers  and  crowned  the  debutante  with  them,  while 
genial  Edouard  de  Reszke,  with  a  sweet'paternal  smile,  drew 
the  young  lady  to  his  capacious  breast  and  kissed  her  ten- 
derly. It  is  also  given  out  as  a  close  secret  that  the  fair 
Zelie  has  had  thirty-two  offers  of  marriage  in  this  city. 

To-night,  the  first  of  the  performances  at  popular  prices 
will  present  Tamagno  and  Drog  in  Verdi's  "ATda."  Drog 
is  the  lady  who  broke  down  in  "  William  Tell"  on  her  first 
appearance.     She  gives  the  following  misty  explanation  : 

"At  half-past  nine  o'clock  I  was  in  my  dressing-room — en  chemise 
— I  had  no  clothes  to  put  on.  Imagine  that  !  The  stage  dressmaker 
or  somebody  was  responsible.  That  is  what  caused  the  long  delay. 
You  can  realize  in  what  a  state  of  mind  I  was  !  Trembling,  shaking, 
nervous — oh,  it  was  terrible  !  I  tried  to  sing — I  could  not.  I  told 
Signor  Mancinelli  I  could  not  sing.  It  was  impossible  ;  not  because 
I  did  not  know  the  music,  for  I  did.  Do  you  think  1  would  have 
risked  my  reputation  by  undertaking  what  I  did  not  know?  Do  you 
think,  after  singing  in  some  of  the  largest  opera-houses  in  the  world, 
I  was  suddenly  seized  with  stage  fright  ?  No,  I  was  completely 
upset.     I  had  an  attack  of  nervousness  impossible  to  control." 

Mile.  Drog  is  not  a  German,  as  her  name  would  imply, 
but  an  Italian  from  Venice,  where  her  father  is  a  lawyer. 
Unlike  most  of  the  artists  of  the  Abbey  and  Grau  troupe,  she 
has  few  acquaintances,  and  leads  a  quiet  domestic  life  with 
her  piano  and  her  needle-work.  She  is  a  large,  massive 
woman,  with  a  chest  which  has  room  for  volumes  of  sound. 
In  her  own  country  she  is  intimate  with  Verdi  and  Mas- 
cagni,  both  of  whom  she  adores,  and  speaks  of  with 
!  tears. 

The  jealousy  prevailing  between  these  opera  singers  is 
amusing  ;  when  one  gets  half  a  column  in  the  papers,  the 
others  give  Abbey  no  rest  till  they  secure  a  notice  of  equal 
length  ;  and  the  eulogist  of  one  must  slip  in  if  possible  a  slap 
at  her  rivals.  Referring  to  Zelie  de  Lussan,  Mile.  Drog 
observes  that  she  "  does  not  know  the  lady,"  and  her  scribe 
declares  that  she  "has  no  more  diablerie  than  a  wooden 
spoon"  ;  while  a  newspaper  victim  of  the  fair  Zelie's 
charms  dryly  remarks  that  it  was  hardly  worth  Dreg's  while 
to  invent  such  an  excuse  for  her  accident  in  "William  Tell," 
considering  how  notorious  her  habits  are. 

Each  fair  songstress  has  her  partisans,  who  do  battle  for 
her  in  the  great  box  which  belongs  to  the  Vaudeville  Club. 
This  box  connects  by  a  private  passage  with  the  Vaudeville 
Club  rooms,  and  when  there  is  anything  particularly  at- 
tractive at  the  opera  it  fills  up  with  Vaudeville  members. 
A  careful  observer  may  notice,  in  the  course  of  an  evening, 
in  the  front  of  the  great  box,  such  faces  as  those  of  the  two 
Goulds,  Edward  Lauterback,  Chauncey  Depew,  Augustus  St. 
Gaudens,  Robert  Emmet  and  his  brother,  Dr.  Holbrook 
Curtis,  two  members  of  the  Drexel  family,  Robert 
Goelet,  George  Peabody  Wetmore,  Jimmy  Breeze,  Reginald 
de  Koven,  F.  B.  Cutting,  Winthrop  Chanler,  and  a  dozen 
more  whose  names  are  as  well  known  as  their  faces. 

The  Dalys  have  come  back  to  town  after  an  absence  of  a 
year  or  more,  and  society  has  given  Ada  Rehan  a  hearty 
welcome  in  Viola,  which  is  one  of  her  best  parts.  Ever)' 
New  Yorker  knows  Daly's  "Twelfth  Night."  The  novelty 
this  time  is  the  appearance  of  Adonis  Dixey  in  the  part  of 
Malvolio.  He  who,  a  couple  of  years  ago,  had  predicted 
that  the  prince  of  buffoons  who  was  starring  all  over  the 
country  with  Adonis  would  appear  in  the  legitimate  in  so  try- 
ing a  part  as  Malvolio  would  have  been  laughed  at.  This 
Dixey  has  done,  and  the  popular  verdict  is  that  he  makes 
an  excellent  Malvolio,  Georgia  Cayvan  has  left  the 
Lyceum  to  go  starring,  and  Frohman  staggers  under  the 
blow.  There  is  no  fish  so  fine  that  equally  fine  fish  can 
not  be  found  in  the  sea  ;  but  it  will  be  difficult  to  re- 
place Miss  Cayvan,  who  unites  perfect  refinement  to  per- 
sonal beauty  and  great  versatility.  It  will  be  long  be- 
fore the  patrons  of  the  Lyceum  forget  her.  Wilson  Barrett 
has  brought  out  a  dramatization  of  "The  Manxman,"  which 
is  proving  a  success.  Its  realism  at  first  took  the  Young 
Person's  breath  away  ;  but  in  these  days  they  are  getting 
accustomed  to  anything.  Kla.vet'r. 

New  York,  December  8,  1S94. 


6 


THE         ARGONAUT. 


December  17,  1894. 


A    LOVER'S    LETTER-BOX. 

Showing  the  Strange  Uses  to  which  a  Muff  may  be  Put. 

I  had  had  a  duel  the  preceding  autumn  in  consequence  of 
a  little  adventure  which  has  nothing  to  do  with  the  present 
story,  and  I  was  in  a  fair  way  to  get  into  another,  for  I  was 
paying  court  in  furious  fashion  to  a  fair  Italian,  whom  we 
shall  call,  if  you  like,  Princesse  Millefiore. 

The  princess  was  a  very  beautiful  woman,  dark  as  night  ; 
but  it  was  not  a  starless  night,  for  she  had  eyes  about  which 
one  could  write  volumes.  She  was  about  thirty,  and  had  a 
ferocious  husband. 

He  could  not  abide  me.  She,  on  the  contrary,  deigned  to 
evince  toward  me  an  affection  that  was  scarcely  maternal, 
though  she  was  my  senior  by  some  seven  or  eight  summers. 
After  having  ventured,  without  sustaining  serious  injury,  to 
tell  her  that  I  thought  her  very'  beautiful,  and  that  her  smile 
was  simply  maddening,  1  had  come  to  the  stage  where  one 
repeats  such  avowals  in  writing.  The  difficulty  lay,  not  in 
writing,  but  in  delivering  the  letters  under  the  very  nose  of 
her  husband,  a  bearded  ruffian  who  never  left  her  side. 

Well,  on  a  certain  winter  night,  while  all  Paris  was  skat- 
ing in  the  most  august  company,  I  took  advantage  of  a 
moment  when  the  princess  had  laid  her  magnificent  blue 
fox-skin  muff  down  on  a  bench  beside  her  to  slip  my 
epistle  into  it. 

The  princess  saw  my  manoeuvre  plainly,  and  the  glance 
she  gave  me  made  it  apparent  to  me  that  I  need  not  fear  she 
would  denounce  me  to  the  police.  Then  we  separated,  for 
I  saw  the  prince's  eyes  fixed  on  me  with  so  queer  an  ex- 
pression that  I  wondered  seriously  if  he  did  not  suspect 
something. 

Mme.  de  Millefiore,  a  tall,  supple  woman — a  little 
slender,  perhaps — was  an  unequaled  horsewoman  and  an 
indefatigable  dancer  ;  but,  like  a  true  Italian,  she  did  not 
shine  on  the  ice.  She  even  had  a  fall  once  that  made  me 
shudder  :  but  she  was  on  her  feet  again  at  once,  safe  and 
sound.  She  had  not  struck  her  head.  However,  though 
the  victim  of  an  apparently  ordinary  accident,  she  dis- 
appeared for  a  moment  into  the  ladies'  dressing-room. 
Was  she  badly  hurt  ?  No.  Five  minutes  later  she  glided 
out  on  the  icy  mirror  again,  more  intrepid  than  ever. 

During  the  evening  I  managed  to  get  near  her  for  a 
moment,  and  murmured  to  her  in  a  voice  trembling  with 
emotion  : 

"  Take  care  !     If  you  should  fall  again " 

She  looked  full  at  me  with  eyes  full  of  mischief. 

"  Have  no  fear,"  she  replied,  "  I  have  taken  precautions," 
and  she  was  swallowed  up  again  in  the  throng. 

An  hour  later  a  supper-party  was  made  up.  The  fair 
Italian  was  of  the  number,  and,  as  you  may  imagine,  I  had 
arranged  to  be  one,  too.  Presently  we  were  ensconced  in  a 
salon  of  the  Cafe  Anglais.  In  our  salon,  which  was  lighted 
up  as  bright  as  day,  everybody. was  in  the  jolliest  humor 
possible,  the  princess  above  all.  I  remember  that,  as  she 
stood  at  the  grate,  warming  her  adorable  little  foot  at  the 
blaze,  some  one  nudged  me  and  murmured  : 

"  I  sav,  old  man,  Mme.  de  Millefiore  is  not  so  very  thin, 
after  all." 

And,  to  tell  the  truth,  I  was  surprised  and  charmed  at  a 
certain  opulence  of  figure  which  I  had  never  observed  be- 
fore.    But  I  was  torn  from  my  dreams  by  the  prince's  voice. 

"  My  dear,"  he  suddenly  called  out  to  her,  "  where  have 
you  left  your  muff?  " 

That  animal  was  the  very  incarnation  of  order. 

Now  that  was  a  simple  enough  question,  and  perfectly 
legitimate  in  the  mouth  of  him  who  asked  it.  But  the  prin- 
cess blushed  to  her  ears,  while  I  felt  my  almost  beardless 
face  grow  pale.  I  was  even  so  imprudent  as  to  glance  at 
my  accomplice,  and  I  thought  I  read  in  her  eyes  an  anguish 
easy  to  explain.     The  muff  was  a  trifle — but  the  note  ! 

After  a  second's  hesitation,  she  replied,  with  a  certain  em- 
barrassment :  "  I — I  do  not  know.  Perhaps  it  is  still  in  the 
carriage." 

Without  a  word,  the  prince  went  down-stairs.  I  would 
have  given  a  bale  of  fox-skins,  of  no  matter  what  color,  to 
have  had  the  accursed  note  in  my  pocket.  As  to  the  prin- 
cess, even  at  that  moment  of  peril  she  smiled.  Oh,  these 
women  !  what  nerve  they  have  in  the  very  face  of  death  !  I 
was  already  rehearsing  in  my  mind's  eye  the  episode  of 
Francesca  and  Paolo,  and  I  confess  the  r61e  of  Paolo  had 
few  attractions  for  me.  Just  then  the  prince  returned  with 
an  ominously  impassive  face. 

"The  muff  is  not  in  the  carriage,"  he  announced  in  a 
solemn  tone. 

I  breathed  again.     It  meant  a  few  minutes'  respite. 

"Then,"  said  Mme.de  Millefiore,  approaching  the  table 
with  a  more  careless  air  than  ever,  "  I  must  have  left  it  at 
the  lake.  In  the  meantime,  while  it  is  being  found,  let  us 
have  supper.     I  am  dying  of  hunger." 

If  you  will  believe  me,  this  strange  woman  ate  with  a 
hearty  appetite.  She  was  more  beautiful  and  gayer  than 
ever,  fairly  sparkling  with  wit  and  the  life  of  the  party. 

To  tell  the  truth,  I  had  no  appetite.  The  princess  even 
had  the  audacity  to  rally  me  about  it. 

"Come,  M.  de  Clomat,"  she  called  out — I  was  at  the 
further  end  of  the  table — "  you  are  solemn  as  an  owl  to- 
night. Have  you  left  your  wits  at  the  lake  with  my  muff?" 
My  wits  !  They  certainly  had  deserted  me.  How  could 
I  have  failed  to  think  of  the  one  thing  to  do?  Fortunately, 
the  princess's  ingenious  phrase  had  put  me  in  mind  of  it. 

"  The  fact  is,  madame,"  I  replied,  "  I  am  not  very  well. 
I  feel  quite  chilly"— in  truth,  I  had.  not  a  dry  stitch  on 
me — "and  I  am  afraid  I  was  imprudent  in  not  going  home 
directly.  With  your  permission,  and  that  of  these  ladies,  I 
shall  do  so  at  once." 

Two  minutes  later,  I  was  in  a  cab,  on  my  way  to  the  lake 
in  the  Bois.  Heavens  !  how  far  it  is  from  the  Cafd  Anglais 
to  the  Skating  Club,  at  two  o'clock  in  the  morning,  with  the 
thermometer  twenty  degrees  below  freezing  point,  when  one 
it  in  a  cab,  and  has  his  head  full  of  awful  ideas  ! 


"Evidently,"  said  I  to  myself,  "the  husband  suspects 
something.  To-morrow,  that  Othello  will  move  heaven  and 
earth  to  find  his  wife's  muff— and  my  note.  And  a  fool 
note  it  is,  now  that  I  think  it  over  in  cold  blood.  But 
one  needn't  write  like  Voltaire  to  get  a  woman  into  a  hor- 
rible hole.  /  must  find  that  muff.  The  princess's  gayety 
was  only  feigned— I  could  see  that  in  the  look  she  gave  me 
just  now.  Not  only  my  life  depends  on  it,  but  hers,  too. 
Oh,  the  devil  fly  away  with  love  ! " 

At  the  lake,  the  last  torches  were  being  extinguished. 
The  glittering  arena  was  almost  empty.  At  the  buffet,  in 
the  dressing-room,  on  the  ice,  everywhere,  my  search  was 
useless.  I  had  offered  one  hundred  francs  reward  for  the 
muff,  but  in  vain.  Many  things  had  been  lost  that  night : 
handkerchiefs,  gloves,  jewels,  and  even — pardon  my  fidelity 
to  detail — three  or  four  circlets  of  silk  elastic  of  various 
hues.  That  was  all.  There  was  no  more  sign  of  a  muff 
than  there  was  of  the  Venus  de  Milo,  who  had  no  need  of 
a  muff,  and  for  an  excellent  reason. 

Perhaps  it  had  been  stolen.  Perhaps  whoever  had  found 
it  intended  to  deposit  it  with  the  police  next  morning. 
Perhaps  it  had  already  been  left  with  some  officer  of  the 
police.  In  any  event,  I  must  be  before  the  prince.  With- 
out losing  another  minute,  I  jumped  into  my  cab  again. 
The  driver,  half  dead  with  the  cold  and  more  than  half 
drunk  with  the  brandy  he  had  taken  to  warm  himself  up, 
stared  at  me  with  a  bewildered  air  when  I  ordered  him  to 
drive  me  to  the  nearest  police  station.  There,  after  having 
aroused  the  unhappy  man  in  charge,  I  charged  him  to  de- 
liver the  famous  muff  only  to  me  if  it  should  be  brought  to 
him,  promising  him  a  goodly  sum  if  he  returned  it  to  me. 
At  three  other  stations  I  did  the  same.  If  I  had  had  time, 
I  would  have  visited  all  the  twenty-four  police  stations  in 
the  city.  I  minded  neither  fatigue  nor  cold.  I  must  save  a 
woman — an  adored  woman,  but  not  too  clever.  The  idea 
of  forgetting  her  muff  in  such  weather  !  She  would  have 
forgotten  her  umbrella  on  Mount  Ararat  in  the  deluge  ! 

One  last  precaution,  and  the  most  essential,  remained  to 
be  taken.  I  absolutely  must  go  to  the  prefecture  of  police. 
The  first  difficulty  was  that  the  Siberian  cold — it  was  now 
three  in  the  morning — had  been  too  much  for  my  driver. 
The  unhappy  man  was  dead  drunk  on  his  seat.  I  had  to 
climb  up  beside  him,  gather  up  the  reins,  and  drive  his  old 
nag  with  one  hand,  with  the  other  passed  around  my  Jehu, 
who  was  snoring  away  like  a  steam  -  engine,  emitting 
fumes  that  I  feared  would  intoxicate  me  myself,  by  the  simple 
odor  alone. 

At  the  prefecture  I  had  a  relative,  an  uncle  whom  I  never 
went  to  see,  because  he  always  read  me  lectures.  The  good 
man  certainly  did  not  suspect  that  he  was  going  to  receive 
his  nephew  that  night.  His  functions  being  such  that  he 
might  be  called  on  at  any  hour,  he  lived  in  the  same  build- 
ing. I  had  no  scruples  in  having  him  aroused,  so,  after  having 
set  my  driver  near  a  stove  to  thaw,  I  irrupted  into  my  uncle's 
apartment  in  such  a  disheveled  state  that  the  old  man — who 
really  loved  me — seized  me  in  his  arms. 

"My  God,  boy!"  he  cried.  "What  terrible  business  is 
this  ?  " 

"There  has  been  no  murder  done  yet,  my  dear  uncle," 
I  stammered,  for  I  was  so  cold  my  tongue  refused  to  do  its 
work.  "  I  have  come  to  beg  your  aid  to  prevent  the  killing 
of  two  persons,  in  at  least  one  of  whom  you  are  strongly 
interested." 

Thereupon,  my  teeth  chattering  like  the  clapper  of  a  mill, 
I  told  him  the  story  of  the  note  and  the  muff. 

My  uncle  began  by  delivering  me  a  twenty-minute  lecture, 
which,  however,  had  the  virtue  of  giving  me  time  to  get 
warm  again. 

"  And  as  for  your  discreetness,"  he  concluded,  "  this  is  no 
time  for  such  foolishness.  You  must  tell  me  the  husband's 
name,  in  order  to  prevent  his  finding  what  he  is  looking  for, 
and  also  what  he  is  not  looking  for." 

I  had  to  give  in.  Besides,  my  uncle  is  the  most  discreet 
of  men,  and,  to  tell  the  truth,  the  princess  has  since  had  ad- 
ventures much  more  renowned  than  that.  I  gave  my  uncle 
the  prince's  name  and  took  my  leave,  having  his  promise 
that  the  muff  should  be  delivered  to  me  alone  if  it  were 
brought  to  the  prefecture  ;  and,  at  about  five  o'clock  in  the 
morning,  I  let  myself  into  my  rooms,  after  having  walked 
home  to  restore  the  circulation  of  my  blood. 

At  about  two  o'clock  in  the  afternoon,  with  a  trembling 
hand,  I  rang  at  the  princess's  hotel.  I  had  a  plausible  pre- 
text— too  plausible,  alas  ! — to  explain  my  early  visit :  that 
accursed  muff.  In  the  course  of  my  life,  I  have  had  many 
a  cold  in  the  head  ;  but  the  one  I  had  that  day  exceeded  the 
limits  of  belief. 

"Madame,"  I  said,  sniffling  like  the  waste-pipe  of  a  bath, 
"  I  have  passed  the  night  searching  for  it,  or,  at  least,  pre- 
venting your  husband  from  finding  it.  The  horse  is  found- 
ered, the  driver  is  probably  dead,  and  I,  I  fear,  am  not  long 
for  this  world.     All  that  the  most  devoted  forethought  could 

— cou "     A  sternutatory  .cataclysm  that  made  the  very 

strings  of  the  princess's  piano  dance  cut  me  short.     Aston- 
ished, the  princess  started. 

"  It  is  nothing,"  I  said,  with  the  calm  that  precedes  new 
storms.     "  I  sneezed." 

"  Heaven  bless  you,"  responded  the  princess,  mechan- 
ically. "  But  how  is  it  you  say  you  passed  the  entire  night  ? 
I  do  not  understand." 

"  The  muff,"  I  stammered. 

At  these  words  the  princess  broke  into  a  fit  of  laughter 
which  I  punctuated  with  hoarse  coughs. 

"  The  muff? "  she  said  at  last,  when  she  could  control 
herself  to  speak.     "Why,  there  it  is." 

She  pointed  out  on  a  table  a  strange  object,  deformed  by 
prolonged  compression. 

"  Where  was  it  ? "  I  exclaimed,  bewildered. 
"  Where  was  it  ?  "  repeated  the  princess.     "  Never  mind. 
Do  you  remember  my  fall  upon  the  ice  ? " —  Translated  for 
tlie  Argonaut  from  the  French  of  Lion  de  Tinseau. 


EDITORIAL    NOTES. 


The  attempt  on  the  part  of  the  chairman  of  the  Republi- 
can State  Central  Committee  to  contest  the  election  of  James 
H.  Budd  as  governor  does  not  meet  with  the  approval  of  the 
people  of  this  State.  Those  favoring  such  a  contest  are  the 
professional  politicians,  who  are  hungering  for  the  loaves  and 
fishes  of  office,  for  themselves  and  for  their  henchmen. 
Those  opposed  to  such  a  contest  are  the  entire  people  of  the 
State,  Republicans  as  well  as  Democrats.  The  opinion  of 
the  supreme  court  was  shown  very  plainly  when  the  mat- 
ter came  up  before  it  ;  it  had  to  be  heard,  but  the 
chief-justice  showed  unmistakably  that  he  considered  the 
contest  as  frivolous  and  unworthy  the  time  of  the  court, 
The  case  has  not  a  leg  to  stand  on.  In  San  Francisco, 
where  the  Republican  State  Committee  claims  that  frauds 
were  perpetrated,  the  entire  election  machinery  was  in  the 
hands  of  the  Republican  party.  It  is  not  probable  that 
they  would  count  out  their  own  candidate.  James  H.  Budd, 
the  Democratic  candidate,  has  been  elected  governor  of  the 
State  of  California.  Such  is  the  belief  of  the  people.  He 
will  be  inaugurated. 

The  Chamber  of  Commerce  of  San  Francisco  has  issued 
an  appeal  to  the  citizens  of  the  Pacific  Coast,  requesting  all 
those  having  influential  Eastern  and  Southern  connections  to 
write  them,  requesting  them,  as  a  matter  of  good  will,  to 
communicate  with  their  senators  and  representatives  in  Con- 
gress, asking  that  they  will  do  all  in  their  power  to  enact 
legislation  favorable  to  the  Nicaragua  Canal  at  this  session. 

It  is  to  be  hoped  that  this  request  will  be  generally 
heeded.  There  never  was  a  time  when  the  chances  for  the 
success  of  the  Nicaragua  Canal  seemed  brighter.  What  is 
better  still,  it  looks  as  though  Congress  would  take  the  canal 
off  the  hands  of  the  construction  company,  thereby  making 
it  the  property  of  the  government,  and  removing  the  re- 
proach of  "  government  aid  to  corporations."  So  much  has 
been  said  in  this  city  and  State  in  favor  of  the  canal  that  its 
very  name  has  become  a  weariness  to  many  readers.  Yet  it 
ought  to  be  pushed  in  every  way  by  the  dwellers  on  the 
Pacific  Coast  It  is  more  important  to  us  than  to  the 
Atlantic  Coast,  but  it  is  important  to  the  whole  country. 
For  commercial,  strategic,  and  military  reasons,  it  ought  to 
be  owned  by  the  United  States.  If  we  do  not  seize  the 
present  opportunity,  it  will  pass  into  the  hands  of  Great 
Britain,  who  is  not  our  hereditary  friend. 

If  there  were  time,  the  Examiner  might  repeat  its  action 
in  the  Reilly  funding  bill.  The  petition  secured  by  that 
journal,  which  asked  Congress  not  to  extend  the  time 
allotted  for  the  Pacific  railways  in  which  to  pay  their  debts 
to  the  government,  was  a  most  impressive  document.  It 
contained,  if  we  remember  rightly,  over  two  hundred  thou- 
sand names.  A  similar  petition  in  favor  of  the  Nicaragua 
Canal  would  have  a  marked  effect  in  Washington.  Con- 
gress does  not  treat  this  part  of  the  country  with  generosity 
or  even  justice.  Still,  we  suppose  we  possess  the  right  of 
petition.     Even  conquered  countries  are  permitted  that. 


Apropos  of  the  remarks  in  last  week's  Argonaut  concern- 
ing the  foreign  policy  of  President  Cleveland,  a  dispatch 
has  since  come  to  hand  quoting  a  paragraph  from  the  Paris 
Temps.  This  dispatch  confirms  our  remarks  as  to  the  im- 
pression produced  abroad  by  Mr.  Cleveland's  policy.  The 
Paris  journal  remarks,  with  much  justice,  that  European 
nations  have  tacitly  recognized  the  American  Monroe  Doc- 
trine, but  that  hitherto  it  has  been  based  on  the  assumption 
that  the  United  States  did  not  interfere  in  the  affairs  of  the 
Old  World,  and  hence  wanted  no  Old- World  interference  in 
the  affairs  of  the  New.  Now,  however,  President  Cleveland 
asks  that  the  United  States  may  "mediate"  between 
Japan  and  China,  being  snubbed  for  his  pains  ;  and  he  ap- 
points Milo  H.  Jewett  as  "a  commissioner  to  investigate  the 
Armenian  outrages."  What  has  the  United  States  to  do  with 
the  Armenian  outrages  ?  Turkey  might  with  as  much  reason 
send  over  a  commissioner  here  to  investigate  the  race 
troubles  in  the  South  or  the  white-cap  outrages  in  Indiana. 
As  Le  Temps  says,  the  next  time  the  United  States  invokes 
the  Monroe  Doctrine,  European  powers  will  recall  these  two 
instances  of  Mr.  Cleveland's  "  foreign  policy." 


The  Veloce  Club,  of  Milan,  has  decided  to  give  Queen 
Margherita  of  Italy  a  golden  bicycle. 


It  is  not  easy  to  tell  how  many  railways  run  into  London. 
A  net-work  of  rails  surrounds  the  vast  city.  But  inter- 
tangled  as  is  that  net-work,  it  must  be  borne  in  mind  that 
the  railways  having  terminal  stations  in  London  are  but  a 
tithe  of  the  number  which  carry  freight  and  passengers 
there.  Every  railway  in  Great  Britain  tickets  or  "  books  " 
passengers  to  London,  although  most  of  them  merely  con- 
nect with  lines  which  have  stations  there.  The  difficulties 
attending  the  securing  of  a  right  of  way  and  terminal 
facilities  are  enormous.  In  the  first  place,  the  cost  of  the 
land  is  heavy,  and  in  the  second  place,  most  of  the  occu- 
pants hold  their  land  on  leasehold  instead  of  freehold. 
The  owners  in  fee  are  reluctant  to  part  with  their  land, 
even  when  it  is  not  entailed,  which  it  often  is.  The  running 
of  a  new  line  involves  the  demolition  of  buildings — fre- 
quently historic  ones — and  English  conservatism  and  re- 
spect for  property  rights  are  so  strong  that  it  is  almost  im- 
possible for  a  new  railway  to  obtain  ground  in  London. 

Yet  it  has  just  been  done.  After  a  long  struggle,  the 
Manchester,  Sheffield,  and  Lincolnshire  Railway  has  secured 
a  footing  in  London.  The  site  for  its  terminal  station  is  in  St. 
John's  Wood,  and  there,  on  the  thirteenth  of  November,  the 
Countess  of  Wharncliffe  cut  the  first  sod  with  a  silver  spade. 

San  Francisco  has  been  talking  for  twenty  years  about 
building  a  railway.  There  is  but  one  trunk  line  terminating 
in  this  city  now  ;  in  London,  there  are  scores.  The  diffi- 
culties in  the  way  of  securing  terminal  facilities  here  are 
trifling  as  compared  to  London.  Yet  great  as  is  the  need 
here,  and  little  as  is  the  need  there,  London  has  added  an- 
other to  her  scores  of  railways,  while  San  Francisco  is  still 
talking  about  it,  as  she  has  been  doing  for  twenty  years. 


December  17,  1894. 


THE 


ARGONAUT. 


LITERARY    NOTES. 


OLD    FAVORITES. 


Some  Holiday  Publications. 

"  Chatterbox"  for  1894  contains  a  great  variety 
of  original  stories,  sketches,  and  poems  for  the 
young,  and  more  than  two  hundred  full-page  illus- 
trations. Published  by  Estes  &  Lauriat,  Boston  ; 
price,  $1.25. 

"Tales  from  Hans  Anderson"  contains  seven- 
teen of  the  popular  fairy-tales  in  Mme.  de  Chate- 
lain's  translation,  illustrated  with  many  full-page 
pictures  by  E.  A.  L.  Published  by  the  J.  B. 
Lippincott  Company,  Philadelphia  ;  price,  $1.25. 

"  The  Children  of  the  Year  Calendar  for  1895  " 
comprises  twelve  sheets  of  decorated  board  em- 
bossed in  colors  with  various  scenes  in  which  chil- 
dren figure,  each  bearing  the  calendar  of  the  month 
and  appropriate  verses.  Published  by  E.  P.  Dut- 
ton  &  Co.,  New  York  ;  price,  $1.25. 

"A  Year  of  Paper  Dolls,"  devised  by  Elizabeth 
S.  Tucker,  consists  of  thirteen  sheets  of  card- 
board, on  which  are  printed  a  doll  and  a  dozen 
costumes  suitable  for  the  various  months  of  the 
year.  They  are  to  be  cut  out  and  arranged  in  the 
fashion  of  paper  dolls  from  the  first  of  their  kind. 
Published  by  the  Frederick  A.  Stokes  Company. 
New  York  ;  price,  75  cents. 

Two  stories  of  Christmas  in  New  England, 
"  The  Parson's  Miracle  "  and  "  My  Grandmother's 
Grandmother's  Christmas  Candle,"  by  Hezekiah 
Butterworth,  have  been  brought  out  in  a  tasteful 
little  book,  bound  in  half-vellum  cloth,  stamped  in 
ink  and  gold,  and  illustrated  with  half-tone  plates 
printed  in  tints  and  set  into  the  test.  Published 
by  Estes  &  Lauriat.  Boston  ;  price,  50  cents. 

Seven  entertaining  short  stories  for  girls  are  con- 
tained in  "  Margaret  Arnold's  Christmas  and  Other 
Stories,"  by  Mary  D.  Brine,  in  addition  to  that 
which  gives  its  name  to  the  book.  They  are 
"  Mothers  Visit,"  "  My  One  Little  Talent," 
"Their  Experiment,"  "Grandpa,  Mordaunt,  and 
I."  "  Miss  Betsy,"  and  "The  Blind  Wife."  Pub- 
lished by  E.  P.  Dutton  &  Co.,  New  York  ;  price, 
$2.00. 

"The  Polar  Bear  Calendar  for  1895"  is  a  novel 
calendar  consisting  of  a  polar  bear  and  a  little  girl 
printed  in  colors  on  heavy  card-board,  with  an  um- 
brella over  the  bear's  shoulder.  The  calendar  of 
each  month  is  printed  on  one  of  the  twelve  seg- 
ments of  the  umbrella,  which  may  be  revolved  to 
bring  the  desired  month  to  view.  Published  by 
the  Frederick  A.  Stokes  Company,  New  York ;  | 
price,  50  cents. 

"Children  of  Colonial  Days"  is  a  large  quarto 
volume    of    full-page    color-plates    by    E.    Percy  1 
Moran.  with  decorative  borders  and  other  designs, 
together  with  new  stories  and  verses,  by  Elizabeth 
S.  Tucker.     The  plates  are  after  water-color  paint-  j 
ings    by   Mr.    Moran   and   show   in   delicate-hued  1 
scenes  various  phases  of  child-life  before  the  colonies 
had  broken  loose  from  the  m other- country,  which 
are   described   in   the   text.     Twelve   of  the   same 
plates  printed  on  heavy  pebbled  paper  and  loosely 
bound  together,  each   bearing  the   calendar  of  a 
single  month,  are  also  made  into   "  The  Colonial 
Calendar  for  1895."     Published  by  the  Frederick  A. 
Stokes  Company,  New  York  ;  price,    respectively, 
$2.50  and  $1.2$, 

An  important  line  of  books  has  been  brought 
out  by  Longmans,  Green  &  Co.  this  fall,  the  fol- 
lowing being  some  of  the  more  notable  : 

In  bibliography  there  is  the  third  volume  of  Lady 
Vemey's  "  Memoirs  of  the  Verney  Family  During  the 
Civil  War,"  compiled  from  letters  and  illustrated  by  por- 
traits, and  the  third  volume  of  Canon  Liddon's  "  Life  of 
Dr.  Pusey,"  edited  and  prepared  for  publication  by  Rev. 
J.  O.  Johnston  and  Rev.  Robert  J.  Wilson.  An  interest- 
ing descriptive  work  is  "Climbing  in  the  British  Isles," 
by  \V.  P.  Haskett  Smith,  complete  in  three  volumes,  of 
which  the  first  deals  with  "  England " ;  and  "  From 
Edinburgh  to  the  Antarctic,"  by  W.  G.  Burn  Murdoch, 
profusely  illustrated  by  the  author.  In  fiction,  the  Long- 
mans offer  new  works  by  L.  E.  Walford,  A.  H.  Gilkes, 
John  Trafford  Clegg,  Stanley  J.  Weyman,  Rider  Hag- 
gard, and  others.  In  history,  there  are  a  continuation  of 
Samuel  Rawson  Gardiner's  "  History  of  England,"  cov- 
ering the  period  of  "  The  Commonwealth  and  the 
Protectorate " ;  and  a  series  of  art  histories  under 
the  editorship  of  Professor  John  C.  Van  Dyke,  of 
Rutgers  College.  The  Fur  and  Feather  Series  has  a 
new  volume  under  the  general  titleof  "  The  Grouse,"  made 
up  of  an  article  on  the  title  subject,  by  Rev.  H.  A.  Mac- 
pherson  ;  "Shooting,"  by  A.  J.  Stuart-Wortley ;  and 
"Cookery,"  by  George  Saintsbury,  with  illustrations  by 
A.  J.  Stuart-Wortley  and  A.  Thorbun  ;  and  the  Out  Door 
World  Series  has  a  handsome  volume  on  "  British  Moths 
and  Butterflies,"  by  W.  Fumeaux.  Of  domestic  and 
social  interest  are  "The  History  of  Marriage,  Jewish 
and  Christian,"  by  Rev.  Herbert  Mortimer  Luckock ; 
and  "  National  Viands."  by  Mrs.  de  Salis  ;  and  poetry  is 
represented  by  "Border  Ballads,"  by  Andrew  Lang; 
"A  Book  of  Song,"  by  Julian  Sturgis ;  and  "Songs 
from  Dreamland,"  by  May  Kendall.  Political  works  are 
"  Documents  Illustrating  English  Economic  History," 
by  W.  J.  Ashley,  of  Harvard  University;  "Naval  and 
Maritime  Papers  and  Addresses."  by  Lord  Brassey,  in 
two  volumes;  and  "Work  and  Wages,"  by  the  same 
author.  W.  Pole  has  a  new  book  called  "The  Solution 
of  Whist,"  and  Andrew  Lang  contributes  "The  Green 
Fairy  Book." 

Wilson  Barrett,  the  English  actor,  has  lost,  quite 
recently,  the  second  of  bis  beautiful  daughters. 
They  were  unusually  attractive,  natural  girls,  and 
had  for  sometime  been  together  in  the  dressmaking 
and  millinery  business  in  London.  They  were  very 
successful  in  this  venture,  making  a  specialty  of 
tea-gowns  and  evening-dress. 


The  Laboratory. 

ANCIEX    REGIME. 
Now  that  I,  tying  thy  glass  mask  tightly, 
May  gaze  thro'  these  faint  smokes  curling  whitely. 
As  thou  pliest  thy  trade  in  this  devil 's-smithy— 
Which  is  the  poison  to  poison  her,  prithee"; 

He  is  with  her ;  and  they  know  that  I  know 

Where  they  are,  what  they  do :  they  believe  my  tears 

flow 
While  they  laugh,  laugh  at  me,  at  me  fled  to  the  drear, 
Empty  church,  to  pray  God  in,  for  them  !— I  am  here. 

Grind  away,  moisten  and  mash  up  thy  paste, 

Pound  at  thy  powder — I  am  not  in  haste  ! 

Better  sit  thus,  and  observe  thy  strange  things. 

Than  go  where  men  wait  me  and  dance  at  the  King's. 

That  in  the  mortar — you  call  it  a  gum  1 

Ah,  the  brave  tree  whence  such  gold  oozings  come  ! 

And  yonder  soft  phial,  the  exquisite  blue, 

Sure  to  taste  sweetly — is  that  poison  too? 

Had  I  but  all  of  them,  thee  and  thy  treasures, 
What  a  wild  crowd  of  invisible  pleasures  ! 
To  carry  pure  death  m  an  ear-ring,  a  casket, 
A  signet,  a  fan-mount,  a  filigree- basket  ! 

Soon,  at  the  King's,  a  mere  lozenge  to  give 
And  Pauline  should  have  just  thirty  minutes  to  live  ! 
But  to  light  a  pastile,  and  Elise,  with  her  head 
And  her  breast  and  her  arms  and  her  hands,  should 
drop  dead  ! 

Quick — is  it  finished  ?     The  color's  too  grim  ; 
Why  not  soft  like  the  phial's,  enticing  and  dim? 
Let  it  brighten  her  drink,  let  her  turn  it  and  stir. 
And  try  it  and  taste,  ere  she  fix  and  prefer  ! 

What  a  drop  '.    She's  not  little,  no  minion  like  me  ! 
That's  why  she  ensnared  him  :  this  never  will  free 
The  soul  from  those  masculine  eyes — say,  "  no  ! " 
To  that  pulse's  magnificent  come-and-go. 

For  only  last  night,  as  they  whispered,  I  brought 
My  own  eyes  to  bear  on  her  so,  that  I  thought 
Could  I  keep  them  one  half  minute  fixed,  she  would  fall 
Shriveled  ;  she  fell  not  ;  yet  this  does  it  all  ! 

Not  that  I  bid  you  spare  her  the  pain  ; 
Let  death  be  felt  and  the  proof  remain  : 
Brand,  burn  up,  bite  into  its  grace — 
He  is  sure  to  remember  her  dying  face  ! 

Is  it  done?     Take  my  mask  off!     Nay,  be  not  morose  ; 
It  kills  her,  and  this  prevents  seeing  It  close; 
The  delicate  droplet,  my  whole  fortune's  fee  t 
If  it  hurts  her,  beside,  can  it  ever  hurt  me? 

Now,  take  all  my  jewels,  gorge  gold  to  your  fill. 
You  may  kiss  me,  old  man,  on  my  mouth  if  you  will ! 
But  brush  this  dust  off  me,  lest  horror  it  brings 
Ere  I  know  it— next  moment  I  dance  at  the  King's  • 
— Robert  Browning. 


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ANDREW  LANGS  NEW  FAIRY  BOOK. 

THE  YELLOW  FURY  BOOK. 

Edited  by  Andrew  Lang.  With  22  plates  and 
82  illustrations  in  the  text  by  H.  J.  Ford. 
Cloth,  gilt  edges,  $2.00. 

"'The  Yellow   Fairy  Book'  immediately   takes 
place  among  the  leading  juvenile  publications  of  . 
the  fall,  and  a  large  share  of  holiday  favoritism 
may    be  pledged   to   it  in  advance,  for   its  prede- 
cessors have  hewn  a  path  for  it. 

' '  Mr.  Lang's  graceful  and  prepossessing  style  pre- 
sents these  old  and  yet  ever  new  tales  in  charmiog 
text,  and  the  numerous  full-page  and  smaller  illus- 
trations by  H.  J.  Ford  are  spirited  and  in  complete 
harmony  with  the  stories.  Without  it  is  one  of  the 
handsomest  and  within  one  of  the  most  entertain- 
ing books  the  season  can  produce." — Boston  Times. 


SIR  EDWIN  ARNOLDS  NEW  BOOK. 

WANDERING  WORDS. 

Reprinted  Papers  from  Various  Sources.  By  Sir 
Edwin  Arnold,  M.A.,  K.C.I.E.,  C-S.I.  au- 
thor of  "Seas  and  Lands,"  "The  Light  of 
Asia,"  etc.  With  23  plates  and  22  illustrations 
in  the  text  from  drawings  by  Ben  Boothbv  and 
from  photographs.     8vo,  $5.00. 

"  It  would  be  difficult  to  name  a  book  more  suited 
for  the  general  reader,  interested  in  many  men  and 
things.  There  is  something  in  it  to  please  most 
kinds  of  appetites.  And  everything,  happily,  is  at 
first  hand,  and  calculated  to  instruct  as  well  as  to 
entertain  and  charm." — Globe. 


H.  RIDER  HAGGARDS  NEW  STORY. 

THE  PEOPLE  OF  THE  MIST. 

A  Tale  of  African  Adventure.  By  H.  Rider 
Haggard,  author  of  "  Xada,  the  Lily," 
"  Montezuma's  Daughter,"  "  She,"  etc.  With 
16  full-page  illustrations.     Crown  Svo,  Si. 25. 

"  '  The  People  of  the  Mist '  belongs  to  the  sphere 
of  '  She'  in  its  imaginative  scope,  and  as  an  exam- 
ple of  the  story-teller's  art  must  be  reckoned  of  the 
excellent  company  of  '  King  Solomon's  Mines  '  and 
its  brethren.  We  read  it  at  one  spell,  as  it  were, 
hardly  resisting  that  effect  of  fascination  which  in- 
vites you.  at  the  critical  moments  of  the  story,  to 
plunge  ahead  at  a  venture  to  know  what  is  coming, 
and  be  resolved  as  to  some  harrowing  doubt  of 
dilemma.  There  is  no  better  test  of  the  power  of 
a  story  than  this.  .  .  ." — Saturday  Rez-iew. 


A  HISTORY  OF  PAINTING. 

By  John  C.  Van  Dyke.  L.  H.  D.,  Professor  of 
the  History  of  Art  in  Rutgers  College,  and 
author  of  "  Principles  of  Art,"  "  Art  for  Art's 
Sake,"  etc.  With  frontispiece  and  109  illus- 
trations in  the  text.     Crown  Svo,  51.50. 

"This  is  a  most  interesting  and  important  work. 
It  gives,  in  succinct  and  clear  style,  the  history  of 
painting  from  the  earliest  times  down  to  the  pres- 
ent, and  is  profusely  illustrated  with  good  pictures 
of  the  masterpieces  of  all  ages.  It  is  a  most  im- 
portant contribution  to  the  historical  literature  of 
art,  and  leaves  little  to  be  desired." — New  Orleans 
Picayune, 


MEMORIALS  OF  ST.  JAMES'S  PALACE. 

By  Edgar  Sheppard,  M.A.,  Sub-Dean  of  H.  M. 
Chapels  Royal,  etc.,  etc.  2  volumes,  large 
8vo.  With  8  copper  plates.  33  full-page  plates, 
and  34  illustrations  in  the  text.  Cloth  orna- 
mental, gilt  top,  $10.50. 

".  .  .  It  has  been  my  object  to  illustrate  not  only 
the  lives  of  royal  residents  within  the  historic 
building,  but  also  the  character  of  the  events,  per- 
sons, ceremonies,  and  treasures  of  art,  which,  in 
the  course  of  more  than  three  centuries,  have  been 
more  or  less  closely  associated  with  the  palace.  .  .  ." 
— From  Preface. 


ENGLISH  HISTORY  IN  SHAKESPEARE'S 
PLAYS. 

By  Beverley  E.  Warner,  M.  A.  With  Chron- 
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LITERARY    NOTES. 


Personal  and  Miscellaneous  Gossip. 
Justice  Oliver  Wendell  Holmes,  the  son  and  ex- 
ecutor of  the  late  Dr.  Oliver  Wendell  Holmes,  asks 
that  any  persons  having  letters  of  Dr.  Holmes  will 
send  them  to  Houghton,  Mifflin  &  Co.,  4  Park 
Street,  Boston,  or  A.  P.  Watt,  Esq.,  Hastings 
House,  Norfolk  Street,  Strand,  London,  with  refer- 
ence to  their  possible  use  in  a  contemplated  "  Life 
and  Letters  of  Dr.  Holmes."  These  letters  will  be 
carefully  returned  to  their  owners  after  copies  have 
been  made  of  such  as  are  found  to  be  available. 

Among  the  novels  recently  issued  by  D.  Apple- 
ton  ft  Co.  are  "  Vernon's  Aunt,"  by  Mrs.  Everard 
Cotes  (Sara  Jeannette  Duncan);  "The  Wish,"  by 
Hermann  Sudermann  ;  "  At  the  Gate  of  Samaria," 
by  William  John  Locke  ;  and  "  The  Justification  of 
Andrew  Lebrun,"  by  an  unknown  writer. 

Anthony  Hope  has  written  a  new  novel  entitled 
"  Chronicles  of  Count  Antonio." 

Charles  Scribner's  Sons  will  publish  this  month 
the  American  edition  of  Paul  Bourget's  "Outre 
Mer,"  which  is  at  present  running  in  a  syndicate  of 
newspapers. 

The  translation  of  "The  Memoirs  of  Ban-as," 
edited  by  M.  Georges  Durny,  and  to  be  published 
next  spring  in  Paris,  London,  and  New  York,  has 
been  intrusted  to  Charles  E.  Roche,  the  translator 
of  "  The  Memoirs  of  Chancellor  Pasquier." 

A  suggestive  little  monograph  on  "The  Secret 
of  Character  Building,"  by  John  De  Motte,  A.  M., 
Ph.  D.,  is  among  S.  C.  Griggs  &  Co.'s  latest  publi- 
cations. 

The  Edinburgh  edition  of  Stevenson's  writings 
will  contain  much  new  material.  He  has  already 
written  a  new  chapter  of  "  Underwoods  "  and  an 
introduction  to  "The  Master  of  Ballantrae."  It  is 
probable  that  some  rare  booklets  executed  wholly 
by  Stevenson  and  his  stepson,  Lloyd  Osbourne, 
even  to  the  type-setting,  will  be  included  in  the 
edition. 

"  The  Land  of  the  Sun,"  a  picturesque  travel- 
romance  by  Christian  Reid,  is  published  by  D. 
Appleton  &  Co. 

Justin  McCarthy  protests  very  vigorously  against 
the  action  of  the  American  publishing  house  which 
has,  without  any  authorization  or  even  notification, 
issued  an  edition  of  his  "  History  of  Our  Own 
Times,"  with  new  chapters  by  an  American  hand. 
It  appears  that  the  author  himself  had  in  contem- 
plation the  work  of  bringing  the  history  up  to  date. 

Among  the  last,  if  not  actually  the  last,  literary 
work  done  by  Philip  Gilbert  Hamerton,  was  his 
article  on  the  new  French  painter,  Emile  Friant, 
whose  portrait  and  picture  appear  in  the  December 
Scribner's.  Mr.  Hamerton  had  completed  his 
monograph  on  the  subject  which  will  accompany 
the  specimens  of  engraving  issued  in  a  folio  volume 
by  Charles  Scribner's  Sons.  Mr.  Hamerton  had 
also  signed,  just  before  his  death,  every  copy  of 
this  work,  of  which  only  one  hundred  copies  are 
printed. 

The  American  edition  of  Frederic  Masson's 
"  Napoleon,  Lover  and  Husband,"  is  now  in  its 
fourth  edition,  which  indicates  that  it  is  selling  far 
to  the  front  among  Napoleonic  books. 

"  The  Union  Pacific  Railway,"  by  John  P. 
Davis,  a  study  in  railway  politics,  history,  and 
economics,  has  just  been  published  by  S.  C.  Griggs 
ft  Co. 

At  a  banquet  given  to  M.  Zola  by  the  Press  Asso- 
ciation of  Rome,  many  representatives  of  art,  let- 
ters, and  politics  assembled  to  do  him  homage. 
The  chef  at  the  Grand  Hotel  distinguished  himself, 
while  twelve  Roman  mandolinists  made  music  in 
the  court-yard,  from  which  the  dining-room  opened. 
Most  Italian  journals  were  represented,  except  the 
cluneal  organs,  and  a  discreet  oblivion  was  observed 
on  the  burning  subject  of  Pontifical  rebuffs. 

Professor  Max  Nordau's  "  Degeneracy,"  pub- 
lished by  D.  Appleton  &  Co.,  is  an  analysis  of  the 
literary,  aesthetic,  and  social  phases  of  the  century- 
end,  including  decadence  in  France,  the  work  of 
Maeterlinck  in  Belgium,  Wagnerism  in  Germany, 
Ibsen  ism  in  the  north,  and  the  like. 

Paul  Verlainc  has  begun  the  publication  of  his 
"Confessions"  in    the   Paris  Fin  de  Steele,      His 


memories  of  his  early  youth  are  poetic  and  touched 
with  the  mysticism  that  permeates  his  verse. 

We  have  already  spoken  of  some  of  the  features 
of  Scribner's  for  1895.  among  them  Mr.  Meredith's 
serial,  "  An  Amazing  Marriage,"  and  to  the  list  we 
may  add  an  article  by  Mrs.  Maud  Ballington 
Booth  on  Salvation  Army  work  in  the  slums.  Mr. 
Robert  Grant's  series  on  the  "  Art  of  Living  "  will 
take  up  such  subjects  as  the  income  (its  extent  and 
how  much  should  be  sacrificed  for  it),  the  dwelling 
(shall  it  be  in  town  or  country  ?),  the  commissariat, 
and  the  question  of  household  expenditure  ;  edu- 
cation (what  shall  be  done  with  the  children  ?),  the 
summer  problem,  especially  as  it  concerns  the  city 
family  ;  marriage  and  single  life  (the  conditions  of 
each),  the  case  of  man  and  the  case  of  woman. 

The  diary  kept  by  Queen  Louisa  of  Prussia,  the 
late  Emperor  William's  mother,  in  1810,  the  last 
year  of  her  life,  has  just  come  into  the  Duke  of 
Cumberland's  possession  through  the  death  of  a 
member  of  his  family.  The  duke  has  intrusted  it 
to  PouKney  Bigelow  to  form  material  for  his  "  His- 
tory of  the  German  War  of  Liberation,"  the  first 
volume  of  which  is  to  appear  next  spring. 

A  work  of  great  interest  has  just  been  published 
by  S.  C.  Griggs  &  Co.  in  Frey tag's  "Technique  of 
the  Drama."  The  translation  is  authorized  and 
was  done  by  Elias  J.  MacEwen. 

The  oft-told  story  of  Dr.  Sewell  burning  Mr. 
Froude's  book,  "  The  Nemesis  of  Faith,"  has  been 
related  again  for  the  sake  of  contradiction.  It  is 
said  that  what  the  Rector  of  Exeter  really  did  was 
to  condemn  the  book  in  such  strong  terms  at  one 
of  his  lectures  that  half  the  under-graduates  present 
promptly  went  off  and  ordered  it. 

John  Fiske,  Carl  Schurz,  William  E.  Russell, 
Daniel  C.  Gilman,  William  Walter  Phelps,  Robert 
C.  Winthrop,  George  Bancroft,  John  Hay,  and 
other  men  prominent  in  literature  and  politics,  are 
the  writers  who  contribute  the  twenty-three  bio- 
graphical sketches  in  "  The  Presidents  of  the 
United  States,"  which  is  edited  by  James  Grant 
Wilson  and  published  by  the  Appletons. 

Noticing  the  phrase  forever  printed  as  two  words 
in  the  Nation,  a  correspondent  sends  the  following 
clever  skit  by  Calverley  : 

"  Forever  !     'Tis  a  single  word  ! 

Our  rude  forefathers  deemed  it  two: 
Can  you  imagine  so  absurd 
A  view? 

"  Forever  !     What  abysms  of  woe 

The  word  reveals  !     What  frenzy,  what 
Despair  !     '  For  ever '  (printed  so) 
Did  not. 

"  It  looks — ah  me  ! — how  trite  and  tame  ! 
It  fails  to  sadden,  of  appall, 
Or  solace — it  is  not  the  same 
At  all. 

"  O  thou  to  whom  it  first  occurred 

To  solder  the  disjoined,  and  dower  ' 
Thy  native  language  with  a  word 
Of  power, 

"  We  bless  thee  !     Whether  far  or  near 
Thy  dwelling,  whether  dark  or  fair 
Thy  kingly  brow,  is  neither  here 
Nor  there.     - 

"  But  in  men's  hearts  shall  be  thy  throne 
While  the  great  pulse  of  England  beats, 
Thou  coiner  of  a  word  unknown 
To  Keats. 

"  And  nevermore  must  printer  do 
As  men  did  long  ago  ;  but  run 
'  For  '  into  '  ever,'  bidding  two 
Be  one. 

"  Forever  !  passion -fraught,  it  throws 

O'er  the  dim  page  a  gloom,  a  glamour  : 
It's  sweet,  it's  strange  ;  and  I  suppose 
It's  grammar." 

The  English  Omar  Club,  having  learned  that  the 
poet's  tomb  at  Naishapur  is  neglected  and  falling 
to  decay,  has  petitioned  the  Shah  of  Persia  to  re- 
store it. 

The  papers  on  La  Mancha,  the  province  of  Don 
Quixote,  which  are  announced  to  appear  from  the 
pen  of  Mr.  A.  F.  Jaccaci  in  Scribner's,  will  bring 
forward  a  remarkable  series  of  drawings  in  the 
illustrations  by  Daniel  Vierge,  the  celebrated  illus- 
trator of  "  Pablo  de  Segovia,"  of  whom  an  ex- 
change says  : 

"  That  gifted  artist  is  stitl  suffering  from  a  stroke  of  pa- 
ralysis that  has  rendered  the  entire  right  side  of  his  body 
useless,  but  he  employs  his  left  hand  now  with  equal  skill , 
and  goes  on  in  the  quiet  of  a  Parisian  suburb  producing 
the  most  amazing  black-and-whites  which  modern  art  has 
brought  forth.  It  is  interesting  to  see  how  he  does  it. 
His  sketch-books,  filled  in  Spain  a  few  months  ago,  con- 
tain little  fragments  of  scenery,  architecture,  and  national 


life  done  in  water-color  or  pencil,  and  apparently  formed 
of  only  half  a  dozen  touches  each.  But,  examined 
closely,  these  half-dozen  lines  are  seen  to  be  all  that  is 
necessary  for  the  construction  of  a  design  ;  they  tell  the 
story  with  perfect  opulence  of  color,  expression,  and 
light  and  shade.  Vierge  takes  them  home,  falls  back 
upon  his  memory  and  studio  trappings  for  minor  details, 
and  turns  out  the  marvelous  little  pageants  of  Spanish 
life  which  we  know.  He  is  a  delightful,  wholesome  man, 
full  of  enthusiasm  and  a  sweet  modesty  that  are  in  them- 
selves captivating.  His  energy  is  unbounded,  and  he  is 
working  away  now  as  continuously  as  though  he  were 
not  handicapped  by  a  misfortune  which  would  kill  most 
men  outright." 

The  Czar  of  Russia  is  scarcely  dead  when  his 
biography  is  announced,  from  a  pen,  however, 
which  has  been  busy  upon  it  for  many  months. 
The  writer  in  question  is  Mr.  Charles  Lowe,  some- 
time Berlin  correspondent  of  the  Times  and  the 
author  of  a  very  readable  monograph  on  Bismarck. 
Mr.  Lowe  was  the  only  representative  of  the  En- 
glish press  permitted  to  be  present  at  the  late  Czar's 
coronation  at  Moscow,  and  he  has  spent  much  time 
in  Russia  on  journalistic  expeditions.  The  book 
will  deal  with  every  side  of  Russian  life  during  the 
reign  of  Alexander  the  Third,  and  will  be  ready  in 
a  few  weeks. 

S.  C.  Griggs  &  Co.  have  just  issued  the  fourth 
edition  of  Dr.  Alexander  Winchell's  "Sparks  from 
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called  for  "The  Crockit  Minister,"  by  Stickett  ; 
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An  authorized  translation  by  Elias  J.  MacEwan, 
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Dr.  Gustav  Freytag's  great  work,  "The  Technique 
of  the  Drama,"  is  an  historical  and  philosophical  ex- 
position of  dramatic  composition  and  art,  stating  the 
general  principles  governing  the  structure  of  plays,  the 
creation  of  characters,  and  the  rules  of  acting.  The 
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"Out  of  the  art  world  comes  an  author,  the  well-known 
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book,  and  the  spirit  of  music  guided  the  hand  that  wrote 
'Otto's  Inspiration.'  It  is  a  very  sweet  story  and  a 
humane  one.  The  unseen  influence  [the  Inspiration! 
which  from  the  first  to  last  guides  the  hero's  footsteps 
is  felt  in  every  line.  The  characters  are  all  well  drawn, 
and  any  one  who  wishes  to  read  a  beautiful  story  of  a 
beautiful  life  will  find  it  between  the  covers  of  this  book. 
The  tone  throughout  is  pure,  and  no  one  can  read  it  with- 
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novel.  The  treatment  is  a  full,  clear,  and  practical  pres- 
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first  chapter  takes  the  reader  upon  an  interesting  ex- 
cursion to  Mount  Blanc  and  the  Mer  de  Glace,  where 
the  aesthetic  aspect  of  geology,  as  there  so  beautifully 
displayed,  is  presented.  This  is  followed  by  three  chap- 
ters on  'The  Old  Age  of  the  Continents,'  'Obliterated 
Continents,'  and  '  A  Grasp  of  Geologic  Time,'  following 
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LITERARY    NOTES. 


New  Publications. 
"  The  Lost   Army,"  by  Thomas   W.    Knox,    a 
stirring   story  of   the   Civil    War,   written   of  boy 
heroes  and  for  boy  readers,  has  been  published  by 
the  Merriam  Company,  New  York  ;  price,  $1.50. 

"  Ploughed  and  Other  Stories,"  by  Mrs.  L.  B. 
Walford,  contains  a  rather  sad  story  of  Oxford  life 
and  three  other  English  tales.  Published  by 
Longmans,  Green  &  Co.,  New  York  ;  price,  $1.00. 

"Zigzag  Journeys  in  the  White  City"  is  the 
latest  volume  in  Hezekiah  Butterworth's  Zigzag 
Series,  which  so  many  youngsters  have  been  enjoy- 
ing annually  for  several  years.  It  takes  its  young 
heroes  through  the  Columbian  Exposition  at 
Chicago,  showing  all  the  sights  in  excellent  photo- 
graphs as  well  as  describing  them  in  the  text. 
Published  by  Estes  &  Lauriat,  Boston  ;  price, 
$2.00. 

"  The  Boys'  Revolt,"  by  James  Otis,  is  a  story  of 
a  strike  among  the  bootblacks  of  New  York. 
These  uncontrollable  little  arabs  of  the  street  exer- 
cise a  powerful  fascination  over  their  more  care- 
fully guarded  brothers,  and  the  latter  will  enjoy 
learning  as  much  of  their  lives  as  Mr.  Otis  reveals 
in  his  story,  which,  moreover,  teaches  a  good 
lesson  of  honesty  and  manliness.  Published  by 
Estes  &  Lauriat,  Boston  ;  price,  $1.25. 

Clara  Erskine  Clement,  the  author  of  "The 
Queen  of  the  Adriatic"  and  a  "Handbook  of 
Legendary  and  Mythological  Art,"  has  written  a 
companion  volume  to  the  former  of  the  two  books 
mentioned,  entitled  "  Naples  ;  The  City  of  Parthen- 
ope."  It  is  a  series  of  bright  and  picturesque 
chapters  on  the  history  and  legends  of  Naples  and 
on  its  present  beauties,  which  are  further  shown 
in  a  series  of  twenty  admirable  full-page  plates 
from  photographs  so  chosen  as  to  cover  the  sub- 
ject as  fully  as  possible.  The  book  is  a  small 
octavo,  bound  in  white  and  gold  covers,  and  takes 
rank  among  the  attractive  holiday  books  of  the 
year.  Published  by  Estes  &  Lauriat,  Boston  ; 
price,  $3.00. 

The  Very  Rev.  S.  Reynolds  Hole,  Dean  of 
Rochester,  who  is  now  in  this  country,  lecturing 
for  the  purpose  of  raising  a  fund  to  restore  his 
cathedral,  has,  we  believe,  put  the  substance  of 
his  present  lectures  in  his  new  book,  "  More 
Memories  of  Dean  Hole.'"  His  first  book  of 
' '  memories  "  was  a  volume  of  chatty  reminiscences, 
written  bv  a  genial  and  widely  cultivated  man  who 
had  seen  much  of  life  and  his  contemporaries  and 
remembered  of  them  much  that  was  worth  re- 
telling. The  second  is  like  unto  it  :  cast  in  the 
form  of  lectures,  it  is  a  series  of  talks  on  a  wide 
variety  of  topics,  from  "  Church  Services  and 
Missions  "  and  "  Observance  of  Sunday  "  to  "  Our 
Aristocracy,"  "The  Drama,"  and  "  Bores."  Pub- 
lished by  Macraillan  &  Co.,  New  York  ;  price, 
$2.25- 

Among  the  minor  English  poets,  Eugene  Lee- 
Hamilton  is  one  of  the  best.  He  has  lately  issued 
a  little  volume  entitled  "Sonnets  of  the  Wingless 
Hours,"  which  show  his  best  qualities— pure  and 
healthy  thought  and  polished  diction.  The  name 
of  the  first  section  in  which  the  contents  of  the 
book  are  divided,  "  A  Wheeled  Bed,"  has  reference 
to  the  twenty  years  that  Mr.  Hamilton  has  spent  as 
a  bed-ridden  invalid,  an  infliction  which  has  not, 
however,  made  him  querulous,  but  rather  finer  and 
more  sympathetic.  The  second  section,  "  Brush 
and  Chisel,"  has  to  do  with  the  things  of  art ;  the 
third  with  "  Life  and  Fate  "  ;  the  fourth  with  "  The 
After-Life, "  in  which  he  shows  himself  not  sus- 
tained by  a  faith  in  immortality  ;  and  the  fifth  is 
miscellaneous,  ranging  from  "  What  the  Sonnet  Is" 
to  "To  a  Handful  of  Mummy  Wheat."  Published 
by  Stone  &  Kimball,  Chicago  ;  price,  $1.00. 

When  Anthony  Hope's  success  with  "  The  Pris- 
oner of  Zenda  "  was  followed  by  announcements  of 
nearly  half  a  dozen  more  novels  from  his  pen,  to 
say  nothing  of  scores  of  short  stories,  the  convic- 
tion was  general  that  he  must  have  a  whole  trunk- 
ful  of  rejected  manuscripts  which  he  was  floating 
to  market  on  his  tidal-wave  of  prosperity  ;  but 
now,  as  these  books  come  out,  and  each  proves  to 
be  very  clever  in  its  line,  the  conviction  is  under- 
mined by  wonder  that  they  were  ever  relegated  to 
the  supposititious  trunk.  "  The  Dolly  Dialogues" 
elicited  a  high  compliment  from  one  of  the  fore- 
most of  English  critics,  and  now  "The  Indiscre- 
tion of  the  Duchess  "  is  being  read  with  avidity. 
This  latter  story  is  as  imaginative  as  "The  Pris- 
oner of  Zenda,"  as  full  of  surprising  adventures 
and  intricate  complications,  which  unravel  as  if  by 
magic  when  the  author  wishes,  and  the  dialogue  is 
sparkling  throughout.  One  does  not  learn  much 
from  Mr.  Hope,  but  his  books  are  very  entertain- 
ing. Published  by  Henry  Holt  &  Co.,  New  York  ; 
price,  75  cents. 

The  third  volume  of  the  Baron  de  Meneval's 
"  Memoirs  Illustrating  the  History  of  Napoleon  I. 
from  1802  to  1815,"  takes  up  the  subject  where  the 
second  left  it  at  the  end  of  the  disastrous  Russian 
campaign,  and  treats  of  the  invasion,  the  abdica- 
tion, the  Hundred  Days,  and  Waterloo.  We  have 
had  occasion,  in  noticing  the  earlier  volumes,  to  re- 
mark on  the  admirable  character  of  this  history  of 


the  French  emperor  by  his  private  secretary — 
M£neval  was  Bourrienne's  successor  in  that  office — 
its  intimate  knowledge  of  affairs  little  and  great,  its 
justness  in  spite  of  a  profound  admiration  for  the 
emperor,  and  its  spirited  manner  of  narration. 
Here  the  same  qualities  are  still  apparent.  The 
most  striking  passages  are  those  which  deal  with 
the  relations  of  Marie  Louise  and  Count  Neipperg. 
Me'neval  shows  the  empress  to  have  been  a  very 
weak  woman,  bending  to  the  will  of  her  family  and 
equally  pliable  in  the  skillful  hands  of  the  "  obscure 
Austrian,"  whose  relations  with  her  after  Napoleon's 
exile  to  St.  Helena  were  legitimized  by  a  tardy 
marriage.  The  three  volumes  of  these  memoirs 
are  extremely  interesting,  and,  in  this  recent  flood 
of  Napoleonic  literature,  remain  the  most  valuable 
contribution  to  our  knowledge  of  the  man  who,  in 
spite  of  Corsican  birth,  is  the  national  hero  of 
France.  Published  by  D.  Appleton  &  Co.,  New 
York  ;  price,  $2.00  per  volume. 

"  Pushing  to  the  Front,"  by  Orison  Swett  Mar- 
den,  is  a  book  born  of  its  author's  desire  "  to  en- 
courage, inspire,  and  stimulate  boys  and  girls  who 
long  to  be  somebody  and  do  something  in  this 
world,  but  feel  they  have  no  chance  in  life."  To 
this  end,  he  has  presented  concrete  examples  of 
success  in  "  bringing  things  to  pass"  in  the  lives  of 
famous  men  and  women,  avoiding  alike  the  Scylla 
of  materialism  and  the  Charybdis  of  cant.  His 
list  of  chapters  and  of  portraits  accompanying 
them  is  as  follows  : 

"The  Man  and  the  Opportunity,"  Napoleon;  "Boys 
with  No  Chance,"  Benjamin  Franklin;  "An  Iron  Will," 
Bismarck;  "  Possibilities  in  Spare  Moments,"  Harriet 
Beecher  Stowe  ;  "  Round  Boys  in  Square  Holes,"  James 
Watt  ;  "  What  Career?"  "  Concentrated  Energy,"  Fran- 
cis Parkman  ;  "On  Time;  or.  The  Triumph  of  Prompt- 
ness," John  Qtiincy  Adams;  "Cheerfulness  and  Lon- 
gevity," Oliver  Wendell  Holmes;  "A  Fortune  in  Good 
Manners,"  Mme.  de  Stael  ;  "The  Triumphs  of  Enthusi- 
asm," Sir  Humphry  Davy;  "Tact  or  Common  Sense," 
Horace  Greeley;  "Self-Respect  and  Self-Confidence," 
George  Peabody  ;  "  Greater  than  Wealth,"  William  Lloyd 
Garrison;  "The  Price  of  Success,"  Professor  S.  F.  B. 
Morse  ;  "  Character  is  Power,"  Washington  ;  "  Enamored 
of  Accuracy,"  Galileo;  "Life  is  What  We  Make  It," 
Henry  Ward  Beecher  ;  "  The  Victory  in  Defeat."  General 
Robert  E.  Lee ;  "  Nerve— Grit,  Grip,  Pluck,"  General 
Ulysses  S.  Grant ;  "  The  Reward  of  Persistency,"  Charles 
Robert  Darwin  ;  "  A  Long  Life  and  How  to  Reach  It," 
William  E.  Gladstone  ;  "  Be  Brief"  ;  "  Aspiration," 
David  Glasgow  Farragut ;  and  "The  Army  of  the  Re- 
serve," Daniel  Webster. 

Published  by  Houghton,  Mifflin  &  Co.,  Boston  ; 
price,  $1.50. 

Eugene  Field  has  just  published  a  new  volume 
of  his  verses,  under  the  title  "Love -Songs  of 
Childhood,"  which  contains  most  of  his  published 
metrical  productions  of  the  past  few  years.  Some 
years  ago,  Mr.  Field  gave  promise  of  becoming  a 
popular  poet  of  the  humorous  order  ;  probably 
not  since  Bret  Harte's  dialect  poems  appeared  had 
the  humors  of  Western  life  been  so  picturesquely 
and  vividly  set  in  rhyme  as  in  "  Casey's  Table 
d'Hote,"  "Our  Lady  of  the  Mine,"  "The  Con- 
versazzhyony,"  "Professor  Vere  de  Blaw,"  "  Mo- 
jesky  in  Cameel,"  and  some  others  of  Mr.  Field's 
poems.  But  Mr.  Field  is  (metrically)  running  to 
bibliomania  and  philoprogenitiveness,  and,  though 
the  former  has  not  affected  the  present  volume, 
the  latter  shows  up  so  strongly  that  the  majority 
of  the  verses  in  "  Love-Songs  of  Childhood  "  must 
seem  puerile  to  all  but  the  most  recent  and  hysteric 
of  parents.  That  child-verse  may  be  a  joy  to  the 
intelligent  has  been  proved  by  Swinburne's  ex- 
quisite verses  of  this  kind;  but  "The  Rock-a-by 
Lady,"  "Booh!"  "The  Bottle-Tree,"  "  Googly- 
Goo,"  "The  Dinkey-Bird,"  and  the  like  ought  to 
be  kept  in  the  nursery.  "The  Night  Wind," 
"The  Delectable  Ballad  of  the  Waller  Lot," 
"The  Bench  -  Legged  Fyce,"  "  Seein"  Things," 
and  a  few  others  have  more  excuse  for  being,  but 
they  can  hardly  carry  the  book  through  on  their 
slender  merits.  Published  by  Charles  Scribner's 
Sons,  New  York  ;  price,  $1.00. 

William  Winter's  biography  of  Joseph  Jefferson 
has  just  been  completed,  and  appears  with  the 
title,  "  Life  and  Art  of  Joseph  Jefferson  ;  Together 
with  Some  Account  of  his  Ancestry  and  of  the 
Jefferson  Family  of  Actors."  It  is  an  amplifica- 
tion of  "  The  Jeffersons,"  which  appeared  as  one 
of  the  American  Actor  Series  in  1881,  but  has 
much  new  matter  added.  The  first  Jefferson  had 
his  career  in  England  in  the  time  of  Garrick  ;  the 
second  was  famous  in  the  days  of  the  old  Chestnut 
Street  Theatre  in  Philadelphia  ;  the  third  did  not 
attain  to  eminence  ;  the  fourth  is  the  Rip  Van 
Winkle  and  Bob  Acres  of  contemporary  renown  ; 
and  there  have  been  various  other  members  of  the 
family  who  have  attained  prominence  in  the 
histrionic  career.  After  rehearsing  the  stories 
of  their  lives,  Mr.  Winter  considers  the  con- 
temporary Jefferson's  leading  rdles :  Rip  Van 
Winkle — which  he  puts,  in  point  of  popularity 
and  of  influence  upon  the  stage,  ahead  of 
Booth's  Hamlet,  Ristori's  Queen  Elizabeth,  Lester 
Wallack's  Don  Felix,  Charles  Kean's  Louis,  Neil- 
son's  Juliet,  Irving's  Mathias,  and  Rehan's  Rosa- 
lind—Bob Acres,  Caleb  Plummer  and  Golightly, 
and  Dr.  Pangloss  and  "  The  Heir  at  Law."  Two 
additional  chapters  discuss  "Some  of  Jefferson's 
Contemporaries"  and  "Stage  Art,"  and  the  vol- 
ume concludes  with  several  memorials  and  an  in- 
dex. It  is  illustrated  from  photographs.  Pub- 
lished by  Macmillan  &  Co.,  New  York  ;  price, 
$2.25. 


It  is  the  plan  of  Scribner's 
Magazine  to  give  its  readers 
next  year  a  history  of  the  past 
twenty-five  years  in  the  United 
States,  beginning  in  1869  and 
coming  down  to  1895. 

Few  people  realize  what  has 
been  accomplished  during  these 
years  which  come  so  close  to  the 
beginning  of  the  twentieth  cent- 
ury. The  advancement  of  the 
country  in  prosperity  and  in  nat- 
ural development,  during  this 
period,   has   been   unparalleled 

IN    THE    HISTORY    OF    THE    WORLD. 

The  American  telephone,  the 
phonograph,  the  electric  motor, 
and  electric  light  as  factors  in 
every-day  life  were  undreamed  of 
at  the  end  of  the  war. 

The  country's  steam  -  railroad 
system  has  grown  from  46,000 
miles  to  nearly  200,000,  and  the 
number  of  electric  railways  from 
none  to  more  than  600. 

The  story  of  this  quarter  cent- 
ury has  to  do  with  many  stirring 
and  dramatic  occurrences. 

Among  them  such  well-remembered  events  as  the 
Chicago  Fire,  the  panic  of  1873,  the  terror  of  the 
Ku-Klux  Klan,  the  Tweed  ring  (which  plundered 
the  citizens  of  New  York  of  One  Hundred  and 
Sixty  Millions  of  Dollars,  or  four  times  the  in- 
demnity which  Germany  laid  upon  Paris  after  it 
fell),  and  a  hundred  other  subjects  which  the  great 
majority  of  readers  will  remember  vividly. 

It  is  the  story  of  those  hap- 
penings one  remembers  or  took 
part  in  which,  after  all,  makes 
the  most  interesting  reading, 
and  this  history  will  therefore  be 
interesting  to  read.  President  E. 
Benjamin  Andrews,  well  known 
as  a  graphic  and  picturesque 
writer,  has  written  the  text,  and 
capable   artists    will   illustrate   it. 

(Begins  in  March  number.) 

Mr.  Robert  Grant,  whose 
"  Reflections  of  a  Married  Man  " 
will  long  be  remembered,  has 
written  for  Scribner's  a  series 
of  articles  on  the  every-day  prob- 
lems which  confront  the  average 
man  (who,  it  is  taken  for  granted, 
is  married  and  has  a  family). 

Mr.  Grant  discourses,  for  ex- 
ample, upon  "The  Income,"  and 
offers  as  instances  two  men,  one 
of  whom  receives  $2,200  a  year  ; 
the  other  nearly  four  times  that 
sum.  Each  man  gets  for  his 
money  many  of  the  same  things  ; 
does  the  man  with  $8,000  income 
get  four  times  as  much  as  the 
other  ?  This  is  the  kind  of  sub- 
ject Mr.  Grant  speaks  of  in  a 
light  way,  but  with  seriousness 
enough  to  drive  the  matter  home. 
Mr.  C.  D.  Gibson  helps  the  pres- 
entation of  the  subject  by  his 
clever  pictures. 

(Begins  in  January. ) 

Another  chapter  is  devoted  to 
The  Dwelling — Where  shall  it 
be,  in  city,  in  the  suburbs,  or  in 
the  country  ?  Shall  the  house 
be  rented  ?     Is  it  cheaper  or  bet- 


ter to  build  and  pay  interest  than 
to  lease  ? 

Other  sections  discuss  the 
household  management,  provid- 
ing for  the  table,  the  education  of 
children,  the  ever-present  sum- 
mer problem  for  people  who  live 
in  town  ;  married  and  single  life, 
the  conditions  of  each,  and  the 
advantages  of  one  or  the  other  ; 
the  man's  side  of  all  these  com- 
monplace matters  and  the  same 
matters  from  the  woman's  point 
of  view,  etc.,  etc. 

It  is  easy  to  imagine  what  so 
clever  a  writer  as  Mr.  Grant 
makes  of  these  topics,  which 
afford  the  greatest  opportunity 
for  his  quiet  humor  and  genuine 
shrewdness. 

{Will  run  through  the  year. ) 

Mr.   George   Meredith,  whom 

more    than    one   good    authority 

has    called    the    greatest    living 

novelist,     has     written    for     the 

Magazine   "  The  Amazing   Mar- 
cs o 

riage  "- — a  very  striking  novel. 
It  is  a  story  of  plot  and  incident, 
and  promises  to  secure  a  more 
wide-spread  interest  than  any 
of  the  author's  former  works. 
Meredith's  "  Lord  Ormont  and 
His  Aminta,"  one  of  the  "three 
most  talked  -  of  novels  of  the 
year,"  has  just  gone  through 
several  editions. 

.    (First  chapters  in  January.) 

"  The  Story  of  a  Play,"  by 
William  D.  Howells,  will  be  a 
short  serial  telling  of  the  expe- 
riences of  a  young  playwright  in 
New  York. 

(To  appear  during  the  year.) 

American  Wood  Engraving 
has  during  the  past  few  years  been 
so  much  supplanted  by  "process 
work "  that  the  publishers  of 
Scribner's  have  arranged  to  have 
as  frontispieces  in  1895  a  series 
of  wood  engravings  representing 
the  best  work  our  engravers  are 
capable  of  doing.  Some  inter- 
esting personal  notes,  concerning 
the  engravers  themselves,  will  ac- 
company each  block.  A  few  of 
the  leading  foreign  engravers  will 
contribute  also,  which  will  give 
an    opportunity    for    comparison. 

A  superb  piece  of  work,  by  Henry  Wolf,  opens 
the  series  in  January. 

The  material  already  in  hand 
makes  it  certain  that  the  Maga- 
zine  will  be  better  than  ever 
during  the  coming  year.  Read- 
ers in  these  days  want  to  be 
interested.  Scribner's  will  be 
bright  and  entertaining. 

Many  are  deciding  now  what 
magazine  they  will  take  during 
1895.  Scribner's  Magazine  is 
popular,  inexpensive,  and  it  rep- 
resents character. 

{$3.00  a  year.) 

CHARLES  SCRIBNEH - 
153-IS7  F'ftri  Aven 


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TH  E         ARGONAUT. 


December  17,  1894. 


Since  the  splendid  figure  of  El  Cid  Campeador 
attracted  the  eyes  of  the  play-writing  and  romance- 
writing  fraternity,  Spain  has  been  a  happy  hunting- 
ground  in  which  to  find  heroes.  The  mingling  of 
religion,  of  cruelty,  of  passion,  and  of  courage  in 
the  Spanish  character  makes  it  essentially  the  char- 
acter which  creates  drama.  The  comfortable,  con- 
ventional individual,  like  the  prosperous  nation, 
has  no  history.  In  a  semi-savage  nation,  where 
superstition  and  ignorance  went  hand  in  hand  with 
lawlessness  and  luxury,  there  was  bound  to  be  a 
great  fund  of  dramatic  material  for  troubadour  and 
trouvere  to  make  into  songs  and  rhymes,  and  carry 
down  through  the  ages. 

The  old  writers  of  tragedy  constantly  went  for 
their  material  to  Spain  or  Italy.  In  Italy  the  early 
English  dramatists  found  their  choicest  material, 
as  Italian  tales,  in  the  guise  of  various  translations, 
had  begun  to  find  their  way  to  England  just  about 
the  time  when  Shakespeare  and  Webster  were 
learning  the  rules  of  their  trade.  The  Spanish 
stories  were  neither  so  luridly  tragic  nor  so  plenti- 
ful. The  Spanish  hero  was  not  as  attractive  as  his 
Italian  neighbor.  The  early  Anglo-Saxon  drama- 
tist's mind  leaned  to  tragedy,  and  the  Spaniard, 
with  all  the  centuries  of  blood  and  destruction  that 
the  Moors  had  brought,  looming  up  scarlet  behind 
him,  shunned  tragedy,  and  longed  for  a  respite  in 
war  and  blood-spilling  to  sit  under  his  vine  and 
laugh  and  be  glad.  So  the  national  genius,  when 
it  finally  raised  its  head  and  lifted  up  its  voice,  was 
a  jolly  genius  that  inclined  to  laughter  and  joking. 

But  the  European  playwrights  were  not,  as  a 
rule,  inclined  to  take  Spain  cheerfully.  The  land 
of  the  bull-fight  and  the  bandit  was  for  them  the 
land  of  tragedy  and  melodrama.  They  passed 
over  the  gayety  and  crafty  wit  and  elegant  drollery 
of  Lope  de  Vega's  reputed  eighteen  hundred 
comedies.  They  might  laugh  at  the  adventures  of 
the  famous  Knight  of  La  Mancha  and  at  the  pol- 
ished fun  of  Calderon  de  la  Barca  ;  but,  neverthe- 
less, Spain  remained  to  them  a  country  of  magnifi- 
cent wickedness  and  romantic  deviltries.  That 
those  hundreds  of  Spanish  playwrights,  who  grew 
up  like  mushrooms  in  the  footsteps  of  the  triumph- 
ant Lope  de  Vega,  should  have  taken  to  the  writing 
of  comedies,  "as  piquant  and  gayly  disreputable  as 
those  the  French  write  to-day,  would  not  make 
them  see  that  the  Spanish  genius  was  essentially 
"  born  in  a  merry  hour." 

When  the  dramatist  wanted  a  dark  and  mysteri- 
ous hero,  he  went  to  Spain.  The  Byronic  type, 
with  its  gloomy  melancholy,  its  suggestion  of 
morose  secrecy,  its  generally  misunderstood  nobil- 
ity, was  a  Spanish  inspiration.  Victor  Hugo 
found  there  the  dark-browed,  stormy  Hernani  and 
Ruy  Bias,  the  splendid  lackey  who  loved  a  queen. 
Other  writers,  mindful  of  Prosper  Merimee's  story 
that  God  having  offered  the  Spanish  women  a 
choice  between  love  and  wit,  they  had  chosen 
the  former,  turned  to  Spain  when  they  wanted  a 
tale  of  lurid  loves  and  that  sort  of  "hate  found 
only  on  the  stage."  From  Aldrich's  fiery  Mercedes 
to  Merimee's  own  Carmen,  the  Spanish  heroine, 
with  her  sombre  eyes  and  her  convenient  dagger, 
has  been  an  established  figure  in  the  melodrama  or 
tragedy  of  love  and  gore. 

That  there  was  fun  in  Spain,  that  the  Spaniard's 
habitual  occupation  was  not  murder  and  brig- 
andage, that  the  Spanish  dramatist  was  much 
more  given  to  being  gay  and  witty  than  to  being 
fierce  and  blood-thirsty,  did  finally  penetrate  into 
the  understanding  of  the  hungry  playwrights  who, 
then  as  now,  went  round  seeking  what  they  could 
devour  of  another  man's  work.  Beaumarchais's 
two  inimitable  comedies,  whether  absolutely  origi- 
nal or  not,  are  Spanish  in  setting,  in  tone,  and'  in 
style.  Rosina  is  a  real  Spanish  heroine,  one  of 
those  abnormally  cunning,  piquant,  deceitful  young 
women  that  the  oiher  French  dramatists  generally 
made  into  servant-maids,  and  that  the  English, 
with  their  broad  and  coarse-grained  humor,  trans- 
formed into  the  Miss  Hoydens  and  Hippolytas  of 
the  drama  of  the  Rcsiorai ion— that  debased  drama 
of  which  Tom  Paine  remarked,  "The  audience 
that  enjoyed  these  plays  must  have  had  the  stom- 
ach of  a  sailor." 

Though  Mr.  Salvini's  new  comedy  is  stated  to  be 
an  adaptation  from  the  Italian,  it  is  Spanish  in 
scene,  in  spirit,  and  in  style.  It  is  one  of  the 
comedies  of  the  "  cape-and-thc-sword  "  type  that 
Lope  de  Vega  set  in  fashion.  It  shows  under  its 
American  disguise  that  gayety.  that  insouciant, 
mincing  elegance,  that  suggestion  of  a  charmingly 
naive  light-heartcdncss  that  seems  to  have  been  a 
characteristic  of  comedy  in  the  gay  days  of  knight, 
■    of  the  duenna,  and  the  duello.    It  is 


animated  by  that  spirit  of  intrigue  which  is  a  dis- 
tinguishing mark  of  the  comedies  that  the  world 
has  been  laughing  over  for  the  past  few  centuries. 
English,  French,  Italian,  Spanish— they  all  realized 
the  humorous  complications  which  could  arise  from 
the  conditions  of  life  prevailing  about  them,  and. 
with  the  shunned  and  repulsed  cavalier,  the  jeal- 
ously guarded  beauty,  the  greedy  duenna,  and  the 
motto,  "  Love  will  find  the  way,"  for  material,  they 
built  their  always  witty  and  sometimes  wicked 
comedies  with  gleeful  success.  Moltere,  Wycher- 
ley,  Congreve.  Beaumarchais,  handled  the  same 
old  puppets,  made  them  dance  to  the  same  old 
measure,  and  made  their  audiences  laugh  at  the 
same  old  story  in  its  new  dress. 

In  "The  Student  of  Salamanca"  the  wit  all 
comes  from  the  heroine.  In  this  type  of  comedy 
the  heroine  is  always  witty,  with  the  inborn  talent 
of  the  heaven-made  intriguante.  The  old  order 
changes,  and  we  have  been  taught  in  the  general 
advancement  of  standard  to  look  askance  at  this 
guileless  and  unlearned  creature,  this  miracle  of 
innocence  and  craft,  this  simple,  trusting  maid, 
whose  shrewdness  was  only  equaled  by  the  natural 
ability  to  deceive,  which  is  supposed  to  be  inherent 
in  the  female  nature.  But  in  the  storied  past  this 
seems  to  have  been  quite  an  ideal  of  womanhood, 
the  superior  quality  of  her  wit  excusing  the  little 
delinquencies  in  the  way  of  truth  and  morality  that 
she  may  have  casually  fallen  into.  When  the  char- 
acter is  well  played,  the  charm  it  exercised  over  the 
mediaeval  mind  can  be  realized.  Any  one  having 
seen  Adelina  Patti — in  whom  the  stage  lost  one  of 
its  great  soubrettes— as  Rosina  in  "IlBarbiere" 
can  understand  how  captivating  this  type  becomes 
when  enacted  by  a  competent  artist. 

Dona  Inez,  of  Toledo,  was  of  a  better  style  than 
most  of  her  illustrious  comrades  in  the  ranks  of 
old  comedy.  She  was  a  very  nice  girl,  and  her 
superior  talent  for  intrigue  did  not  lead  her  into 
any  worse  misdemeanor  than  jilting  the  Marquis 
of  Los  Herreros,  a  grandee  of  Spain,  who  wore  a 
wig  suchas  that  Wycherley  wears  in  his  portrait 
by  Sir  Peter  Lely.  Maude  Dixon,  who  is  much  in 
the  soubrette  style — being  small,  pretty,  and  well 
made — is  more  successful  with  Dofia  Inez  than  she 
was  with  Hinda  the  gypsy  or  the  little  peasant  girl 
in  "Friend  Fritz."  It  would  be  an  improvement 
in  her  style  to  be  more  vivacious.  She  is  inclined 
to  be  too  trimly  and  smilingly  tranquil  for  a  lady 
of  such  nimble  wit  and  brilliancy  of  resource. 
Her  guardian,  the  Princess  Orsini,  is  a  grand  per- 
sonage, with  a  faculty  for  gesticulating  gracefully 
that  would  surprise  the  original  Delsarte. 

Though  the  cleverness  is  all  given  to  Dona  Inez, 
Ferdinand  Martinelli,  the  student  of  Salamanca, 
really  carries  off  the  honors.  Ferdinand  is  the 
type  of  man  beloved  by  writers  of  comedy  and 
ladies  of  brain.  He  is  a  good,  honest,  simple 
creature,  who  is  the  soul  of  generosity  and  kindli- 
ness, and  has  not  enough  sense  to  come  in 
when  it  rains.  He  is  of  the  same  stripe  as  those 
many  heroes  of  comedy  who  have  been  the  laugh- 
ing-stock of  nations  and  the  tools  of  clever  women 
since  Delilah  delivered  Samson  bound  to  the  Phil- 
istines. It  is  somewhat  depressing  to  notice  how, 
in  the  mind  of  the  playwright  and  the  romancer,  the 
good  heroes  are  always  stupid.  Even  Thackeray 
could  not  rid  his  mind  of  this  idea,  and  when  he 
wrote  about  a  man  who  was  a  model  of  deport- 
ment, he  was  generally  described  as  being  of  stupe- 
fying dullness. 

Martinelli  is,  however,  comic,  and  that  covers  a 
great  deal  of  dullness.  It  is  a  real  comic  charac- 
ter, developed  in  that  Old- World,  simple,  hearty 
spirit  of  fun  which  is. lacking  in  the  humorous 
plays  of  to-day.  One  of  the  most  interesting  feat- 
ures in  "The  Student  of  Salamanca"  is  its  differ- 
ence from  the  modern  comedies,  especially  those 
written  in  this  country.  The  dry,  inward,  demure- 
ness  of  American  humor,  with  its  gravity  of  deport- 
ment, its  subtlety  of  insinuation,  its  sly,  twinkling, 
side-long  fun,  is  absolutely  and  entirely  different  to 
the  tumultuous,  rollicking,  exuberant  mirth  of  the 
Italian  comedy.  There  is  but  little  wit  in  the  piece, 
but  of  broad,  blustering  fun  there  is  plenty,  and 
yet  with  its  story  of  sharp  and  involved  intrigue, 
its  sedate  company  of  characters,  its  touch  of  seri- 
ousness in  the  embroglio  wherein  the  cardinal 
comes  so  close  to  losing  his  high  place  and  the 
queen  to  losing  her  reputation,  it  is  a  thousand 
miles  removed  from  the  realm  of  farce. 

The  comedy  of  "  L'Ami  Fritz  "  is  of  a  reserved 
and  artistic  sort,  and  in  that  Mr.  Salvini's  exuber- 
ance of  gayety  and  overflowing  high  spirits  were 
somewhat  too  closely  pent.  As  the  student  of 
Salamanca,  he  can  be  as  robustly,  naively,  ecstatic- 
ally jovial  as  he  pleases,  and  his  spontaneous,  boy- 
ish jollity,  his  mad  exhilaration  of  humor  and 
vivacity,  lift  up  the  heavy  student  into  one  of  the 
most  delightfully  humorous  figures  that  we  have 
seen  on  the  stage  for  many  days.  The  breadth, 
the  sweeping  suggestion  of  life,  and  vigor,  and 
health,  and  cheeriness,  makes  this  portrayal  quite 
remarkable.  Mr.  Salvini  has  not  before  given  evi- 
dence of  such  comic  talent,  and  it  is  a  field  wherein 
he  had  belter  make  more  incursions.  Let  him  lay 
"  Z.imar"  on  the  shelf  and  give  us  more  of  such 
jolly  plays  as  "The  Student  of  Salamanca."  All 
the  world  likes  to  laugh,  and  to  laugh  at  the  ludi- 
crous fortunes  of  Ferdinand  Martinelli— at  his 
charming  simplicity,  his  boyish  frankness,  his  de- 
lightfully naive  clumsiness,  his  uproarious  joy,  and 


his  crushing  disappointment— is  like  laughing  at  the 
humorous  antics  of  some  absurdly  funny  and 
candid  child.  It  is  very  good  humor,  very  fresh, 
and  spontaneous,  and  wholesome,  and,  after  the 
labored  humor  of  the  professional  "funny  actor" 
and  the  meaningless,  vulgar  humor  of  the  average 
farce,  one  enjoys  it  as  one  enjoys  a  breath  of  air 
from  the  ocean  after  sitting  in  a  stuffy,  overheated 

room.  _  

STAGE     GOSSIP. 


Millbcker's  popular  opera,  "  Gasparone,"  is  to 
be  continued  at  the  Tivoli  next  week.  On  Mon- 
day, December  24th,  the  Christmas  spectacle, 
"  Lalla  Rookh,"  will  be  produced. 

The  California  Theatre  is  to  remain  closed  next 
week,  and  on  Monday,  December  24th,  Sadie 
Martinot  and  her  company  will  appear  in  a  new 
comedy  entitled  "  The  Passport." 

The  Bush  Street  Theatre  is  now  being  renovated 
in  anticipation  of  the  appearance  there  of  Miss 
Lillian  Beddard,  who  will  re-open  the  theatre  on 
Saturday  evening,  December  22d ,  with  ' '  The 
White  Woman,"  a  new  dramatization  of  Wilkie 
Collins's  famous  novel,  "The  Woman  in  White," 
by  Mr.  H.  Hoyte.  Miss  Beddard  is  said  to  have 
met  with  pronounced  success  in  other  countries, 
and  the  management  intends,  by  surrounding  her 
with  a  good  company,  paying  careful  attention  to 
every  detail  of  production,  and  putting  the  prices 
of  admission  very  low,  to  make  the  Bush  Street  a 
popular  family  theatre. 

The  American  Extravaganza  Company  comes  to 
the  Baldwin  Theatre  on  Monday  evening,  Decem- 
ber 17th,  to  remain  through  the  holidays.  Their 
play  is  called  "  Aladdin,  Jr." — and  the  company  in- 
cludes two  premieres  danseuses,  Fraulein  Martha 
Irmler  and  Mile.  Catherine  Bartho  ;  Anna  Boyd, 
who  was  the  widow  in  "  A  Trip  to  Chinatown  "  for 
several  months  in  New  York  ;  Henry  Norman,  who 
has  been  with  the  Henderson  company  ever  since 
he  left  the  Tivoli  ;  John  J.  Burke,  who  has  taken 
Eddie  Foy's  place  ;  Frankie  Raymond,  Ada 
Deaves,  Allene  Crater,  Irene  Verona,  Josie 
Chalders,  Nellie  Lynch,  Edith  Wynne,  Mary 
Thome,  Bessie  Pope,  and  others  to  a  great  num- 
ber. There  are  one  hundred  and  fifty  persons  in 
the  entire  company  and  they  travel  in  a  special 
train  of  nine  cars. 

A  year  or  two  ago,  when  Stockwell  changed  the 
name  of  the  Powell  Street  Theatre  to  "  Stockwell's 
Theatre,"  this  journal  remarked  that  there  was  a 
"hoodoo"  on  the  theatre  which  probably  even  a 
change  of  name  would  fail  to  lift.  This  remark, 
made  merely  in  a  spirit  of  airy  persiflage,  has 
turned  out  to  be  true.  Nearly  everybody  who  has 
tackled  the  theatre  after  Stockwell  "  busted " 
there  has  had  occasion  to  regret  it.  Even  the  Daly 
troupe,  while  there,  played  to  the  poorest  houses 
they  have  ever  had  in  this  city.  Recently,  Leonard 
Grover  and  his  son  have  been  running  the  theatre 
— apparently  with  success.  It  has  turned  out,  how- 
ever, that  they  had  a  financial  backer — what  in 
theatrical  parlance  is  termed  "an  angel."  The 
angel's  mortal  name  is  Charles  Alisky.  Angel 
Alisky,  according  to  his  own  account,  placed  fifteen 
hundred  dollars  gold  coin  in  the  hands  of  the 
elder  Grover.  This  was  a  case  where  an  angel 
rushed  in  where  fools  would  fear  to  tread.  The 
fifteen  hundred  dollars  has  apparently  evaporated 
in  the  fierce  heat  of  the  Stockwell  hoodoo  crucible. 
Angel  Alisky  "  dunno  where  'e  are."  He  has 
brought  suit  against  Grover  to  try  and  find  out. 

In  its  issues  of  December  9th,  10th,  and  nth.  the 
Chronicle  printed  some  six  columns  about  the  proba- 
bility of  Abbey's  opera  troupe  coming  to  San 
Francisco.  These  articles  were  prepared  in  the 
most  recherche"  newspaperese,  and  were  embellished 
with  elegant  and  life-like  portraits  in  the  highest 
style  of  newspaper  art.  Among  these  were  pict- 
ures bearing  such  legends  as  these  : 

Sibyl  Sanderson,  the  great  Prima  Donna,  who 
will  probably  visit  San  Francisco 
with  Abbey's  company. 
Portrait  of  Joseph  D.  Redding,  the  man  who 
has  been   selected   by   Abbey   to 
make  preliminary  arrange- 
ments for  the  opera 
season. 
These  articles  went  on  to  relate  that  Mr.  J.  D. 
Redding  asked  Mr.  Walter  Morosco  if  Mr.  Henry 
Abbey  could  have  the  Grand  Opera  House.     That 
Mr.  Walter  Morosco  replied  to  Mr.  J.  D.  Redding 
that  Mr.  Henry  Abbey  could  not  have  the  Grand 


Opera  House.  When  this  point  is  reached,  the 
strain  on  the  reader's  feelings  is  suddenly  relieved 
by  finding  from  the  dates  of  the  correspondence 
that  all  these  negative  results  were  arrived  at  nine 
days  before,  and  that  there  was  not  even  a  possi- 
bility of  the  opera  troupe  coming.  If  the  Chronicle 
took  six  columns  to  say  that  Mr.  J.  D.  Redding 
ascertained  from  Mr.  Walter  Morosco  that  Mr. 
Henry  Abbey  could  not  have  the  opera-house,  how 
many  columns  would  the  Chronicle  take  to  say  that 
Mr.  T-  D.  Redding  had  ascertained  from  Mr.  Walter 
Morosco  that  Mr.  Henry  Abbey  could  have  the 
opera-house  ? 

—  H.  C.  Massie— Dentist, 

Removed  to  231  Post  Street, 
Rooms  12,  13,  and  14. 


—  Greenbaum's  imported  candies  can  be 
sent  anywhere.     They  keep  fresh  a  year. 


Mothers  be  sure  and  use  "  Mrs.  Winslow's 
Soothing  Syrup"  for  your  children  while  teething. 


■  New  Xmas  Cards  at  Cooper's. 


Paderewski's  father,  who  died  a  month  ago,  was 
sixty-four  years  old,  but  looked  eighty.  He  was 
made  prematurely  old  by  a  seven  years'  imprison- 
ment in  Siberia. 


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AS 

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Family 

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THE    BRUTALITY    OF    FOOT-BALL. 


What  the  Country  Thinks  of  the  College  Game. 


Public  and  press  all  over  the  country  have  risen 
up  in  protest  against  a  continuation  of  such 
brutal  exhibitions  as  the  Yale-Harvard  foot-ball 
game  of  1894.  The  Evening  Post,  of  New  York, 
prints  a  long  and  vigorous  editorial  on  the  subject, 
from  which  we  make  the  following  extracts  : 

"  The  game  on  Saturday  at  Springfield  between  the  two 
great  teams  of  Harvard  and  Yale  was  by  the  testimony — 
unanimous,  as  far  as  our  knowledge  goes — of  spectators 
and  newspapers,  the  most  brutal  ever  witnessed  in  the 
United  States.  There  are  few  members  of  either  uni- 
versity— we  trust  there  are  none — who  have  not  hung 
their  heads  for  shame  in  talking  over  it  or  thinking  of  it. 

"  In  the  first  place,  we  respectfully  ask  the  governing 
bodies  of  all  colleges  what  they  have  to  say  for  a  game 
between  youths  presumably  engaged  in  the  cultivation  of 
the  liberal  arts,  which  needs  among  its  preliminaries  a 
supply  on  the  field  of  litters  and  surgeons  ?  Such  prepa- 
rations are  not  only  brutal,  but  brutalizing.  But  that 
they  are  necessary  and  proper  under  the  circumstances 
the  result  showed.  There  were  actually  seven  casualties 
among  twenty-two  men  who  began  the  game.  This  is 
nearly  thirty-three  per  cent,  of  the  combatants— a  larger 
proportion  than  among  the  Federals  at  Cold  Harbor  (the 
bloodiest  battle  of  modern  times)  and  much  larger  than  at 
Waterloo  or  at  Gravelotte.  What  has  American  culture 
and  civilization  to  say  to  this  mode  of  training  our 
youth?  '  Brewer  was  so  badly  injured  that  he  had  to  be 
taken  off  the  field  crying  with  mortification.'  Wright- 
ington  fell,  and,  as  he  lay  on  the  ground,  Hinkey,  captain 
of  the  Yale  men,  jumped  on  him  with  both  knees,  break- 
ing his  collar-bone.  Beard  was  next  turned  over  to  the 
doctors.  Hallowell  had  his  nose  broken.  Murphy  was 
soon  badly  injured  and  taken  off  the  field  on  a  stretcher 
unconscious,  with  concussion  of  the  brain.  Butterworth, 
who  is  said  to  have  nearly  lost  an  eye,  soon  followed. 
Add  that  there  was  a  great  deal  of 'slugging'— that  is, 
striking  with  the  fist  and  kicking— which  was  not  per- 
ceived and  punished  by  the  umpires,  though  two  men 
were  ruled  out  for  it. 

"  In  the  dialectics  to  which  the  game  has  given  rise,  we 
have  had  a  nice  distinction  drawn  by  some  athletic  logician 
between  foot-ball  and  the  prize-ring.  His  contention  was 
that  while  the  object  of  the  pugilist  in  the  ring  was  to 
disable  or  injure  his  antagonist,  the  object  of  the  foot- 
ball player  was  simply  to  win  the  game.  But  the  pugilist 
does  not  seek  to  injure  his  antagonist  more  than  is 
necessary  to  make  him  throw  up  the  sponge.  If  he  can 
'  knock  him  out  *  by  a  good  body  blow  in  the  first  round, 
he  is  quite  content.  He  would  rather  not  have  to  draw 
his  claret,  and  close  his  peepers,  and  mash  his  smeller, 
and  break  his  bread-basket.  What  he  wants  is  the  belt, 
the  championship,  the  stakes,  and  his  share  of  the  gate- 
money.  It  is  true,  he  plays  a  game  which  consists  in 
wasting  his  adversary's  strength  so  that  he  can  no  longer 
resist.  But  how  does  this  differ  from  college  foot-ball  t 
Is  not  the  slugging  of  the  enemy's  best  men  so  as  to  close 
their  eyes,  strain  their  hips,  break  their  noses,  and  con- 
cuss their  brains,  and  thus  compel  them  to  withdraw 
from  the  field,  exactly  the  pugilist's  policy?  In  short,  is 
not  the  distinction  between  the  ring  and  college  foot-ball 
as   played   on    Saturday  a   distinction  without  a  differ- 

"  It  may  be  laid  down  as  a  sound  rule  among  civilized 
people  that  games  which  may  be  won  by  disabling  your 
adversary,  or  wearing  out  his  strength,  or  killing  him, 
ought  to  be  prohibited,  at  all  events  among  its  youth.  .  .  . 
The  use  of  brute  force  against  an  unequally  matched  an- 
tagonist is  one  of  the  most  debauching  influences  to 
which  a  young  man  can  be  exposed.  The  hurling  of 
masses  of  highly  trained  athletes  against  one  another 
with  intent  to  overcome  by  mere  weight  or  kicking  or 
cuffing,  without  the  possibility  of  the  rigid  superintend- 
ence which  the  referee  exercises  in  the  prize-ring,  can  not 
fail  to  blunt  the  sensibilities  of  young  men,  stimulate 
their  bad  passions,  and  drown  their  sense  of  fairness. 
When  this  is  done  in  the  sight  of  thousands,  under  the 
stimulation  of  their  frantic  cheers  and  encouragement, 
and  in  full  view  of  the  stretchers  which  carry  their  fellows 
from  the  field,  for  aught  they  know,  disabled  for  life,  how, 
in  the  name  of  common  sense,  does  it  differ  in  moral  in- 
fluence from  the  Roman  arena? 

The  New  Y7ork  Tribune,  too,  speaks  earnestly  on 
the  subject : 

"  Football  ought  to  be  either  radically  reformed  or  al- 
together prohibited  by  college  authorities.  Whatever 
else  was  left  in  doubt  at  the  end  of  the  Yale-Harvard 
game  in  Springfield  on  Saturday,  this  fact  was  conclu- 
sively established.  It  was  a  brutal  contest  throughout. 
Those  who  have  been  the  most  uncompromising  advo- 
cates of  the  sport  in  past  years,  who  have  been  scarcely 
willing  to  admit  that  it  could  be  improved  in  any  respect, 
and  have  derided  the  sharp  criticisms  which  they  never 
thought  it  worth  while  to  answer  seriously,  have  suddenly 
undergone  an  extraordinary  change  of  mind.  ...  It 
would  be  hard  to  cite  another  case  where  general  senti- 
ment has  been  so  swiftly  and  completely  reversed. 

"  This  assertion  is  based  upon  a  large  volume  of  pecul-, 
iarly  strong  evidence — upon  the  entirely  harmonious  tes- 
timony of  numerous  college  graduates  of  the  younger 
set,  former  enthusiasts,  players  in  recent  games,  men  who 
fully  comprehend  the  significance  of  what  they  saw  and 
thoroughly  understand  what  they  are  talking  about,  and 


Awarded 

Highest  Honors— World's  Fair. 


DR, 


*  CREAM 

BAKING 
POWDER 

MOST  PERFECT   MADE. 

A  puie  Grape  Cream  of  Tartar  Powder.    Free 
from  Ammonia,  Arum  or  any  other  adulterant, 

40  YEARS  THB  STANDARD. 


who  unite  in  declaring  that  the  Springfield  game  was  an 
outrageous  exhibition.  '  It  was  simply  revolting,'  says  a 
man  whose  word  has  almost  the  force  of  law  in  athletic 
affairs  at  his  own  college.  '  I  would  far  rather  have  foot- 
ball stopped  at  this  point  than  another  game  like  that 
played,"  is  the  summing  up  of  one  of  the  three  or  four 
most  widely  known  of  college  coaches.  .  .  .  The  charac- 
ter of  Saturday's  game  is  not  redeemed  in  the  slightest 
degree  by  the  fortunate  circumstance  that  some  of  the 
casualties  prove  to  be  less  serious  than  was  supposed — 
that  one  of  them  will  not  result  in  death  after  all,  that  a 
reported  fracture  turns  out  to  be  a  dislocation,  and  that 
vision  will  probably  be  restored  to  a  lacerated  eye.  The 
aspects  and  atmosphere  of  the  contest,  with  its  para- 
phernalia of  litters  and  surgical  instruments,  its  array  of 
damaged  players  and  discarded  cripples,  its  frequent  dis- 
plays of  fury  and  brutality,  and  its  continual  proofs  of 
torture  were  disgusting  and  disgraceful.  It  is  no  wonder 
that  women  felt  themselves  demeaned  by  their  attendance 
at  such  a  spectacle  and  that  thousands  of  men  recall  the 
scene  with  shame  and  indignation."  .  .  . 

Commenting'  on  foot-ball  and  its  regulations,  the 
Chicago  Tribune  says  : 

"At  last  the  trustees  and  faculties  of  some  of  our  in- 
stitutions of  learning  are  beginning  to  doubt  the  pro- 
priety of  longer  encouragement  of  a  game  which,  as  at 
present  conducted,  develops  brutal  instincts,  which  sub- 
stitutes brute  force  for  skill,  and  which  in  every  instance 
results  in  a  bountiful  crop  of  broken  limbs,  ribs,  and 
collar-bones,  disfigured  facial  features,  and  casualties 
which,  if  they  do  not  menace  death,  are  very  apt  to  maim 
and  cripple  the  player  for  life,  or  permanently  injure  his 
health.  Baseball  is  a  college  game.  It  is  as  athletic  and 
robust,  and  calls  for  as  much  agility,  endurance,  strength, 
skill,  and  finesse  as  foot-ball.  The  opportunities  for 
accident  and  the  provocations  for  passion  are  just  as  nu- 
merous as  in  foot-ball,  and  the  season  lasts  several 
months  instead  of  a  week  or  two,  and  yet  no  one  hears  of 
smashed  noses,  broken  jaws,  battered  heads,  shattered 
ribs,  and  dislocated  shoulders,  hips,  and  knees.  When 
a  man  falls,  he  is  not  kicked.  When  he  is  in  the  way  of 
an  opponent,  he  is  not  slugged.  If  the  one  game  can  be 
played  in  a  gentlemanly  way,  the  other  can.  If  it  can 
not  be  played  that  way,  then  let  it  be  absolutely  pro- 
hibited." 

College  graduates  were  not  backward  in  con- 
demning the  degeneracy  of  the  game,  as  witness 
the  following  letter  from  "  A  Graduate  of  Amherst " 
to  the  New  York  Sun  : 

"  The  game  as  honorably  played,  and  as  played  usually 
by  college  elevens  in  this  country  up  to  about  five  years 
ago,  is  a  noble  and  exhilarating  sport  worthy  the  atten- 
tion of  all  manly  young  fellows  and  the  applause  of  good 
people.  The  game  as  played  at  Springfield  last  Saturday, 
and  as  played  frequently  by  college  teams  within  the  time 
specified,  is  a  mere  contest  between  pugilists,  though  un- 
accompanied by  the  fair  play  and  strict  enforcement  of 
prize-fighting  rules. 

"  It  is  quite  evident  that  those  who  love  the  great  game 
for  its  own  sake  can  not  expect  any  cessation  of  its  pres- 
ent ruffianism  from  the  faculties  of  the  several  colleges. 
The  faculties,  in  fact,  distinctly  encourage  it,  conceiving 
it  to  be  a  magnificent  advertisement  for  their  institutions. 
They  allow  the  foot-ball  players  to  slide  through  their 
studies,  and  they  connive  at  the  bringing  into  college  of 
professional  players,  men  hired  to  play  foot-ball,  who  are 
no  more  students  than  horses  are.  .  .  . 

"For  the  recent  evils  of  foot-ball  Yale  University  is 
largely  responsible.  There,  apparently,  more  than  at  any 
other  place  of  learning,  the  art  is  admired  and  success- 
fully cultivated  of  gouging  the  eyes  or  cracking  the  col- 
lar-bone of  a  rival  player  when  he  can  be  caught  at  a  dis- 
advantage, or  of  merrily  kicking  a  member  of  one's  own 
team  when  he  is  a  trifle  slow  in  his  movements.  Certainly 
it  can  only  be  by  design  that  such  a  blackguard  as  Hinkey 
is  allowed  to  remain  as  the  captain  of  the  Yale  eleven. 
The  college  training  which  he  has  had,  and  which  the  au- 
thorities have  allowed  him  to  pursue  for  the  greater  glory 
of  Yale,  has  only  fitted  him  for  a  place,  on  his  gradua- 
tion, in  the  traveling  boxing  companies  of  his  superiors, 
Corbett  and  Fitzsimmons.  He  is  undoubtedly  a  very 
able  foot-ball  player,  and,  on  this  account,  both  the 
faculty  and  the  students  of  Yale  not  only  condone  but 
delight  in  the  cowardly  violence  which  he  constantly 
practices  and  which  would  shame  the  slums." 


THE   GAME    IN    VERSE. 


The  Triumph  of  Hinkey. 

CARMEN   PIL^E  YALENSIS. 
Hinkey  piled  into  him,  cracking  and  cuffing  of  him, 
Kneeing  him  and  crunching  him,  knocking  out  the  stuff- 
ing of  him, 
Swatting  him  and  smashing  him,  a-biffing  and  a-bufiing 
of  him. 

Scuntia.  emollit  mores. 

Nee  sinii  esseferos .' 

'Rah,  'rah,  'rah  for  foot-ball  glories, 

'Rah,  'rah,  'rah  for  foot-ball  heroes  ! 

Hinkey  forever,  'rah,  'rah,  'rah  ! 

Hinkey  gouged  one  optic  out,  gave  him  an  abdominal 
Strain  and  wrench  with  a  sweeping  kick  that  really  was 

phenomenal. 
Did  him  up  for  good,  I  guess  ;  now  let  us  sing  in  com- 
mon all : 

Scientia  emollit  mores, 

Nee  sinii  esseferos .' 

'Rah,  'rah,  'rah  for  foot-ball  glories, 

'Rah,  'rah,  *rah  for  foot-ball  heroes  ! 

Htnkey  forever,  'rah,  "rah,  'rah  ! 

Hinkey  butted  into  him,  Hinkey  leaped  on  top  of  him, 
Broke  his  collar-bone,  drove  into  the  ground  the  hairy 

mop  of  him, 
With  a  daisiest  upper-cut  broke  the  teeth  and  chop  of 

him. 

Scientia  emollit  mores, 

Nee  sinit  esseferos! 

'Rah,  'rah,  'rah,  for  foot-ball  glories, 

'Rah,  'rah,  'rah  for  Eli's  heroes  ! 

Hinkey  forever,  'rah,  'rah,  'rah  ! 

Hinkey  crept  behind  him.  twisted  off  the  thigh  of  him, 
Tore  off  both  his  ears  and  then  bust  the  other  eye  of  him  ; 
Then  they  got  the  stretchers  out,  Hinkey  had  made  pie 
of  him. 

Scientia.  emollit  mores, 

Nee  sinit  esseferos .' 

'Rah,  'rah,  rah,  for  foot-ball  glories  ! 

'Rah,  'rah,  'rah  for  Eli's  heroes  ! 

Hinkey  forever,  *rah,  'rah,  'rah  ! 

—Holu-orthy  in  the  New  York  Sun, 


INDIVIDUALITIES. 


Mr,  H.  O.  Havemeyer  receives  a  salary  of  seventy-  j 
five   thousand   dollars  a  year  as  president  of  the 
Sugar  Trust  and  twenty-five  thousand  dollars  a 
year  as  trustee. 

Donald  Frazier,  President  of  the  National  Bank 
of  China,  in  Hong  Kong,  says  that  Li  Hung  Chang 
is  worth  five  hundred  millions  of  dollars,  and  has 
no  more  patriotism  than  the  rest  of  the  corrupt 
Chinese  officialdom. 

Lord  Dunraven  has  just  successfully  passed  the 
examination  for  a  yachtsman's  certificate,  entitling 
him  to  be  sailing-master  of  his  own  yacht.  The 
certificate  is  the  same  as  the  master's  certificate, 
except  that  the  four  years'  service  at  sea  in  subordi- 
nate positions  is  dispensed  with,  and  that  the  holder 
can  sail  no  vessel  save  his  own.  The  examination 
was  a  stiff  one,  lasting  three  days.  Lord  Brassey 
holds  a  like  certificate. 

About  Mr.  Cecil  Rhodes  all  sorts  of  stories  are 
current  regarding  his  dislike  of  women,  but  none 
of  them  is  precisely  true.  Mr.  Rhodes  has  en- 
tertained ladies  at  Groote  Schuur,  and,  although 
far  from  being  a  ladies'  man,  he  can  make  himself  on 
occasion  exceedingly  agreeable  to  members  of  the 
fair  sex.  The  truth  is,  instead  of  finding  woman's 
company  distasteful  to  him,  he  simply  finds  that 
he  has  not  time  enough  to  devote  to-  them  ; 
woman,  socially  speaking,  takes  up  so  much  of  a 
man's  time,  and,  as  be  says,  the  older  a  man  be- 
comes the  less  time  he  finds  he  has. 

For  the  last  twenty-seven  years,  Sir  Edward 
Burne-Jones  has  lived  at  The  Grange,  West  Ken- 
sington, an  old-fashioned,  red  brick  house,  once  in- 
habited by  Richardson  and  where  he  wrote  his 
famous  novels  and  received  visits  from  Dr.  Johnson. 
When  the  painter  first  settled  there,  the  house 
stood  in  the  midst  of  fields,  on  the  outskirts  of  Lon- 
don. Now  whole  rows  of  new  streets  have  sprung 
up  on  every  side,  the  fields  are  built  over,  and  omni- 
buses and  district  trains  have  their  stations  within 
a  stone's  throw.  But  the  leafy  trees  and  sheltered 
garden  ot  the  painter's  bouse  remain. 

King  Carlos  of  Portugal  has  just  had  a  narrow 
escape  from  drowning.  He  had  sailed  on  his  yacht 
from  Lisbon  to  Cascaes,  a  sort  of  Portuguese 
Trouville,  to  visit  his  mother,  tbe  dowager-queen. 
Wbile  crossing  the  gangway,  he  lost  his  footing 
and  fell  into  the  sea  between  the  ship  and  the  pier. 
He  immediately  dived  under  his  yacht  and,  coming 
up  on  the  other  side,  swam  coolly  round  to  a  part 
of  the  wharf  where  he  could  clamber  up.  His 
mother  must  have  been  pleased  at  the  good  use  to 
which  on  this  occasion  he  put  the  swimming  lessons 
she  had  given  him.  The  queen  is  a  splendid  swim- 
mer, and  wears  two  medals  for  saving  life  at  sea  at 
the  peril  of  her  own. 

James  J.  Tissot,  the  French  artist,  has  entered  a 
monastery  of  a  most  severe  order.  Some  years 
ago,  Tissot  was  exiled  from  France  for  being  a 
Communist,  but  when  it  was  explained  that  his  ob- 
ject in  joining  was,  in  case  of  revolution,  to  protect 
the  Louvre  and  Luxembourg  galleries,  he  was  par- 
doned by  the  government.  He  returned  to  Paris 
and  fitted  up  a  handsome  studio  on  the  Avenue  du 
Bois  de  Boulogne.  He  has  given  the  last  few 
years  of  his  life  entirely  to  his  water-colors  of 
"The  Life  of  Christ,"  which  were  exhibited  last 
year  in  the  Champs  de  Mars  and  created  a  sensa- 
tion. He  spends  several  months  of  each  year  in 
Jerusalem.  Reproductions  of  these  works  will  be 
issued  in  a  year  or  so.     . 

For  several  days  after  the  death  of  Alexander 
the  Third,  the  young  Czar  was  completely  un- 
nerved, not  so  much  by  grief  as  by  his  sudden  en- 
counter with  the  vast  responsibilities  of  the  posi- 
tion. It  was  almost  impossible  to  coax  or  spur  him 
into  the  exercise  of  any  of  his  imperial  functions. 
He  more  than  once  burst  into  tears,  and  acted  more 
like  a  terrified  child  than  the  niler  of  an  empire. 
This  continued  for  several  days  after  the  arrival  of 
the  Prince  of  Wales,  who  remained  constantly  by 
the  young  emperor's  side.  Before  the  Czar  reached 
St.  Petersburg,  he  began  to  acquire  some  of  the 
dignity  of  his  rank.  He  soon  astonished  his  ad- 
visers by  displaying  a  genuinely  intelligent  compre- 
hension of  public  affairs,  with  sound  if  not  brilliant 
powers  of  judgment.  More  than  one  of  those  who 
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December  17,  1894. 


VANITY    FAIR. 


"We  have  a  court,  certainly,"  writes  a  corre- 
spondent from  Berlin,  "around  which  the  mem- 
bers of  the  aristocracy  are  grouped.  But  the 
Hohenzollerns  have  always  been  averse  to  any- 
thing  in  the  way  of '  show.'  Indeed,  our  sovereigns 
have  been  rather  inclined  to  be  saving,  perhaps  out 
of  regard  for  the  Prussian  nobles,  who  are  poor, 
and  to  whom  expenditure  would  mean  nothing 
short  of  ruin.  The  few  carriages  owned  by  our 
nobility  are  far  from  elegant.  Then  we  have  also 
the  nobleman  from  the  provinces,  who  brings  his 
family  to  Berlin  in  the  hope  of  finding  among  the 
gay  young  officers  a  husband  for  one  of  his  numer- 
ous daughters.  The  whole  party  settle  down  in  a 
flat  near  the  Reichstag  or  Kronprinzufer,  and  on 
Sundays  a  large  carriage  is  hired  to  pay  afternoon 
calls.  We  all  know  these  old-fashioned  vehicles, 
with  Johann,  the  man-servant,  in  a  black  livery, 
with  brass  buttons,  on  the  box  next  the  coachman, 
in  his  blue  coat  with  silver  buttons.  Some  mem- 
bers of  our  aristocracy  are  rich,  but  they  are  few 
and  far  between,  and  have,  moreover,  the  good 
taste  of  not  giving  offense  by  a  display  of  their 
wealth.  These  are  our  court  circles,  and  next  in  rank, 
but  intimately  connected  with  them,  come  the  state 
officials  and  officers,  a  proud  but  impecunious  body. 
To  them  the  before- mentioned  coach  is  an  object  of 
envy,  for  they  generally  drive  to  evening  parties  in  a 
second-class  droschke  or  by  omnibus.  They  can  not 
afford  to  attend  the  races,  and  denounce  this  sport 
as  being  an  invention  of  Satan.  They  live  among 
themselves  and  fill  up  their  spare  time  with  small- 
talk  and  '  Kaffee-Klatsch.'  The  bankers  represent 
exclusively  the  wealthy  portion  of  our  population. 
They  are  divided  into  two  classes— the  orthodox  or 
old-fashioned  element,  who  form  a  small  and  more 
or  less  select  coterie,  and  the  rich  parvenus,  com- 
prising jobbers,  speculators,  etc.,  who,  loud  in 
manner  and  in  dress,  are  anxious  to  dazzle  the 
world  by  their  lavish  expenditure.  It  is  they  who 
modestly  call  themselves  '  Tout  Berlin,"  but  nobody 
else  does.  At  a  premiere  they  alone  wear  a  dress- 
coat,  a  great  piece  of  extravagance  according  to 
the  good  Berliner,  who  only  dons  this  garment  on 
solemn  occasions  like  births,  marriages,  and 
funerals.  In  court  circles  the  ladies,  as  a  rule, 
dress  very  simply.  The  toilettes  of  the  wives  and 
daughters  of  a  German  official  or  officer  defy  de- 
scription, and  I  pass  them  over  in  silence.  And  as 
to  the  bankers'  ladies,  their  dresses,  though  costly, 
are  generally  showy  and  utterly  lacking  in  taste. 
No,  '  Tout  Berlin  '  is  not  a  beautiful  spectacle." 


When  Frenchwomen  take  to  bicycle-riding,  all 
their  cleverness  deserts  them  and  they  make  them- 
selves more  hideous  than  words  can  describe.  You 
see  them  in  the  Bois,  in  trousers  sometimes  very 
tight,  and  sometimes  so  loose  that  a  zouave's  seem 
like  fleshings  in  comparison.  Their  waists  are  re- 
duced to  a  diameter  that  would  leave  an  hour-glass 
congested  before  a  second  of  its  sand  had  begun  to 
fall.  They  wear  hats,  huge  and  small,  "fashion- 
able," and  unutterably  crazy.  Their  costumes  are 
about  as  graceful  and  refined  as  the  women  are 
themselves  when  they  go  careering  through  the 
Bois  or  up  the  boulevards  like  a  flapping  lot  of 
disheveled  tailor's  images.  And  lest  you  won't 
see  how  very  silly  and  undignified  they  can  make 
themselves,  these  energetic  people  of  no  particular 
sex  get  off  their  wheels  and  promenade  up  and 
down  the  leafy  paths  on  foot. 

Mrs.  Gertrude  Atherton  has  sustained  the  assault 
of  Miss  (or  Mrs.)  Kate  Masterson,  in  their  battle 
over  the  comparative  beauty  of  California  and 
New  York  women,  and  returns  to  the  charge  as 
follows  :  "  I  maintain  that  no  woman  can  be  beau- 
tiful without  a  shapely  nose,  and  this  the  New 
York  beauty  is  conspicuously  without.  No  one  of 
the  women  she  mentions  has  a  perfect  nose,  nor 
had  any  of  those  I  described  in  my  previous  letter. 
And  in  that  letter,  I  will  take  occasion  to  say,  I 
alluded  only  to  women  of  preeminent  social  rank. 
In  regard  to  my  own  State  women,  it  seems  hardly 
necessary  to  assert  to  any  other  than  this  eager 
defender  of  the  social  reservation  that  they  are  not 
'Western,'  despite  geography.  It  is  'the  West 
and  California.'  Owing  to  the  youth  and  cosmo- 
politan character  of  the  State,  there  is  no  peculiar- 
ity of  speech,  accentuation,  or  manner  to  be  heard 
or  seen  within  its  confines.  You  do  not  strike  the 
familiar  'burr'  until  you  reach  Omaha.  Intelli- 
gent tourists  have  remarked  this  so  often  that  it 
seems  trite  to  mention  it  here.  Mrs.  le  Moyne, 
herself  an  elocutionist  of  the  first  rank,  once  stated 
that  the  best  English  to  be  heard  in  America,  the 
English  freest  of  all  provincialisms  and  geograph- 
ical modifications,  was  that  of  Californians.  And 
the  same  may  be  said  of  their  garb.  There  is  not 
a  first-class  tailor  nor  a  notably  good  dressmaker 
in  San  Francisco,  for  the  reason  that  all  the  smart 
women  get  their  entire  wardrobes  from  New  York 
or  Paris." 

A  silk  hat  these  days  is  a  necessity  for  a  man. 
He  can  not  wear  any  other  with  a  frock -coai. 
Last  winter  the  fashion  followed  the  1830  period, 
and  great  curling  brims  and  bell-crowns  were  the 
rage.  This  winter  the  silk  hat  has  but  a  modified 
bcll-crow.i  and  very  little  curling  brim.  Boots  and 
e  had  but  little  change.     The  toes  are  not  ' 


pointed,  but  rounded.  The  neck-wear  this  winter 
is  somewhat  elaborate.  The  English  scarfs  are  cut 
very  much  like  the  Ascot,  but  they  are  more 
voluminous.  The  frock-coat  of  this  winter  is  of 
vicuna  or  rough  worsted.  There  are  all  kinds 
and  all  species  of  overcoats  ;  but  there  is  among 
them  all  nothing  like  the  single  -  breasted  dark 
blue  Melton  with  a  velvet  collar.  There  have 
been  more  of  these  ordered  fiis  winter  than  of 
any  other  now  in  vogue,  and  this  fact  is  obtained 
after  a  careful  canvass  of  the  very  best  and  most 
fashionable  Fifth  Avenue  firms.  There  is  very  little, 
if  any,  difference  in  the  cut  from  that  of  last  year. 
It  is,  perhaps,  a  trifle  shorter,  reaching  just  below 
the  knee  ;  the  reason  for  the  change  being  the 
dropping  into  disfavor  of  the  long-tailed  and  wide- 
skirted  frock  of  last  season.  An  overcoat  must 
always  fit  easily  over  the  under-coat,  and  in  its 
length  have  about  an  inch  to  spare.  In  evening- 
dress  the  notch  collar  is  the  vogue  for  the  coat, 
which  is  silk-lined,  the  collar  being  of  the  same 
material.  The  tail  is  cut  perfectly  square.  The 
crush  or  opera-hat  came  into  fashion  last  winter, 
and  will  be  the  vogue  for  this  season  to  carry  to  the 
theatre  or  places  of  amusement.  However,  Amer- 
icans will  not  follow  the  fashion  of  carrying  opera- 
hats  into  drawing-rooms. 


A  deal  of  confusion  would  be  obviated  if  it  were 
the  custom  to  print  such  notices  as  the  following 
announcement  of  a  separation  or  divorce  which  ap- 
peared in  the  papers  a  week  ago  :  "  The  acquaint- 
ances of  Mr.  and  Mrs. were  surprised    to 

learn  yesterday  that  the    couple  had    separated. 

They  have  closed  their  house  at  Street. 

Mr. has  gone   to   his   father  at  Fifth 

Avenue,    and    Mrs. to   the   house   of   her 

parents  at Fifth  Avenue.     The  cause  of  the 

separation  is  known   only  to  their  most  intimate 

friends.     Mr.  and  Mrs. have  a  child,  which 

is  in  the  possession  of  the  mother." 


The  craze  for  bicycle-riding  which  took  hold  of 
every  fashionable  country  colony  near  New  York 
during  the  summer  had  the  result  of  forming  each 
set  into  an  informal  bicycle  club.  When  the  mem- 
bers of  the  various  suburban  colonies  got  back  into 
town,  they  brought  the  bicycle  fever  with  them, 
but  the  unpleasant  features  of  riding  in  city  streets 
induced  many  men  and  a  great  majority  of  the 
ladies  to  give  up  the  sport.  The  bicycle-riders 
who  move  in  fashionable  society,  therefore,  re- 
joiced when  they  received  circular  letters  reading 
as  follows  : 

"  The  formatiOD  of  a  bicycle  club,  to  be  known  as  the 
Michaux  Cycle  Club,  so  named  from  the  inventor  of  the 
early  bicycle,  is  proposed.  A  competent  committee  will 
arrange,  in  the  event  of  the  club's  formation,  to  secure  a 
large,  suitable,  and  accessible  hall  near  the  lower  end  of 
Central  Park,  for  the  exclusive  use  of  such  club  on  two 
mornings  and  two  afternoons  of  each  week,  and  probably 
two  evenings  each  week  during  Lent.  Drawing-rooms 
and  men's  and  women's  dressing-rooms,  with  baths, 
lockers,  etc.,  storage  and  cleaning  of  members'  bicycles, 
and  free  instruction,  will  be  provided;  also,  on  days 
other  than  club  days,  the  free  use  of  the  hall  for  mem- 
bers wishing  indoor  riding. 

"  Tea  will  be  served  on  the  afternoons  of  club  days. 
Bicycles  can  be  hired  by  day,  week,  or  month  at  reason- 
able rates,  and  competent  servants  will  be  in  attendance. 
The  dues  for  the  season,  beginning  on  or  before  Decem- 
ber 1,  1894,  to  May  1,  1895,  have  been  placed  at  twenty- 
five  dollars,  which  will  admit  a  member's  immediate 
family  over  the  age  of  sixteen,  except  male  members 
over  twenty-one." 

The  name  of  C.  Wyndham-Quin  was  attached  to 
the  circular  letters.  Two  leading  forces  behind  the 
letter  were  James  M.  Townsend  and  Elisha  Dyer. 
Mr.  Wyndham-Quin  is  a  relative  of  Lord  Dun- 
raven.  He  has  already  built  up  a  membership  of 
one  hundred,  and  when  one  hundred  and  fifty 
members  have  been  secured,  the  list  will  be  closed. 
It  looks  as  if  the  affair  would  be  a  success.  It  will 
be  a  small  club,  so  that  there  will  be  no  discomfort. 
Two  afternoons  or  evenings  each  week  there  will 
be  music-rides,  and  occasionally  some  exhibitions 
for  the  entertainment  of  the  members.  The  mem- 
bers, however,  will  always  have  access  to  the  club, 
and  men  and  women  instructors  will  always  be  on 
hand  to  coach  beginners.  A  corps  of  men  will  be 
employed  to  lend  and  clean  the  bicycles.  After- 
noon teas  and  other  mild  attractions  will  serve  to 
add  interest  to  the  meetings. 


The  Boston  Transcript  observes  that  Americans 
take  off  their  hats  in  picture-galleries  and  English- 
men keep  theirs  on.  It  thinks  the  English  custom 
is  the  better,  for  the  reason  that  picture-galleries 
are  draughty  places,  and  because  a  man  needs  both 
hands  to  deal  successfully  with  a  catalogue.  More- 
over, galleries  are  public  places,  like  hotel  lobbies, 
stores,  and  railroad  stations,  and  it  does  not  seem 
to  the  Transcript  that  politeness  requires  that 
men's  hats  sbould  come  off  in  them. 


A  novel  by  a  Jesuit  priest,  now  attracting  much 
attention  in  Europe,  presents  a  picture  of  Madrilene 
society  that  is  said  to  be  very  realistic,  but  is  some- 
what surprising  to  Occidental  readers.  One  scene 
is  laid  in  the  smoking-room  of  the  Duchess  de 
Bara.  No  mild  cigarette-smoker  is  she.  She  de- 
spises that  form  of  nicotinism  as  she  does  a  dish 
of  rice  and  milk.  The  frolicsome  duchess  is  dis- 
covered in  her  smoking-room,  stretched  at  full 
length  on  a  chaise  tongue,  bored  to  death  for  lack 
of  excitement,  and  smoking  a  strong  cigar.  Her 
skirts  are  coveted   by   an   apron   of  finest  chamois 


skin,  fastened  by  a  brilliant  ring  of  gold  bearing 
the  symbols  of  her  rank,  to  protect  from  all  danger 
of  fire  the  plaits  of  her  morning-gown  of  soft  silk. 
Every  now  and  then  she  shook  off  the  ashes  of  her 
cigar  into  a  pretty  porcelain  jar,  which  represented 
a  group  of  little  loves  issuing  from  egg-shells  in  the 
bottom  of  a  nest.  Pilar  Baesano  was  smoking  an- 
other cigar,  not  quite  so  strong  as  that  of  the 
duchess,  while  Carmen  Tagle  was  breaking  her 
jaws  by  sucking  at  a  refractory  entr'acte,  which 
showed  decided  reluctance  to  being  cremated. 
"  This  confounded  thing  won't  draw,"  she  said  at 
last,  and  to  recruit  her  strength  she  sipped  daint- 
ily a  third  glass  of  whisky,  which,  together  with 
tea,  brioches,  and  sandwiches,  was  served  upon  a 
rich  dish  of  Bohemian  glass.  The  wife  of  Lopez 
Moreno,  stout  and  majestic  as  the  money-bags  of 
her  husband,  strained  her  thick  lips  at  a  ctgarro 
depapel,  gazing  maternally  at  her  daughter  Lucy, 
lately  come  from  school,  who  was  puffing  mod- 
estly at  a  cigar  of  the  same  brand  as  that  smoked 
by  Angelito  Castropardo.  The  girl  sucked  at 
hers  with  funny  grimaces,  and  Angelito  pulled  at 
his  to  show  her  an  example,  seeming  to  derive 
much  amusement  from  the  struggle.  The  child 
was  charmed  to  have  as  teacher  of  polite  accom- 
plishment a  grandee  of  Spain,  and  studied  earn- 
estly the  style  and  manner  of  the  illustrious  ladies 
proposed  by  her  mother  as  models  to  be  copied. 


A  good  appetite  and  perfect  digestion  soon  follow 
the  use  of  Ayer's  Sarsaparilla. 


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—  IN     A     RECENT    ARTICLE     ON     COFFEE    AND 

cocoa,  the  eminent  German  chemist,  Professor 
Stutzer,  speaking  of  the  Dutch  process  of  preparing 
cocoa  by  the  addition  of  potash,  and  of  the  process 
common  in  Germany  in  which  ammonia  is  added, 
says  :  "The  only  result  of  these  processes  is  to 
make  the  liquid  appear  turbid  to  the  eye  of  the  con- 
sumer, without  effecting  a  real  solution  of  the  cocoa 
substances.  This  artificial  manipulation  for  the 
purpose  of  so-called  solubility  is,  therefore,  more 
or  less  inspired  by  deception,  and  always  takes 
place  at  the  cost  of  purity,  pleasant  taste,  useful 
action,  and  aromatic  flavor.  The  treatment  of 
cocoa  by  such  chemical  means  is  entirely  objection- 
able. .  .  .  Cocoa  treated  with  potash  or  ammonia 
would  be  entirely  unsalable  but  for  the  supple- 
mentary addition  of  artificial  flavors  by  which  a  poor 
substitute  for  the  aroma  driven  out  into  the  air  is 
offered  to  the  consumer."  The  delicious  breakfast 
cocoa  made  by  Walter  Baker  &  Co.,  of  Dorchester, 
Mass.,  is  absolutely  pure  and  soluble.  No  chem- 
icals, or  dyes,  or  artificial  flavors  are  used  in  it. 


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"  What  we  want,"  said  the  party  with  the  lawn- 
mower,  "  is  a  man  who  can  make  a  blade  of  grass 
grow  where  two  grew  before." — Puck. 


"  What  makes  my  lamp 
smell  so  ! "  Wrong  chimney, 
probably.  "Index  to  Chim- 
neys" will  tell  you. 

Write  Geo  A  Macbeth  Co, 
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Pearl  glass,  pearl  top,  tough 
glass. 


A     WOMAN'S     BEAUTY 

Is  enhanced  by  using  Medxated  Cerate.  It  makes  the 
coarsest  skin  soft,  smooth,  and  fine-grained,  prevents 
wrinkling  and  withering,  cures  tan,  sunburn,  etc.  50  cents 
and  $81.00.  Hairdressing,  manicuring,  faces  steamed, 
bleached,  and  beautified. 

CAR  MEL    COSMETIC    CO. 

(Incorporated.) 
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SOZODONT 

A  GRATEFUL  ODOR, 

Indicative  of  health  and  purity,  is  communicated 
to  the  mouth  by  the  aromatic 

SOZODONT 

which  makes  the  teeth  as  -white  and  as  radiant 
as  polished  porcelain,  and  contains  no  ingredient 
that  is  not  highly  beneficial  to  both  gums  and  teeth. 
The  Lyric  and  Dramatic  professions  are  loud  in 
their  praises  of 

SOZODONT 


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Directors — John  J.  Valentine,  Benj.  P.  Cheney,  Oliver 
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Directors : 

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Cashier;  J.  H.  Strobridge,  D.  W.  Earl,  J.  H.  Sisson,  F. 

H.  Green,  J.  M.  Haven. 

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December  17,  1894. 


THE 


ARG  ON  AUT. 


18 


STORYETTES. 


Grave  and  Gay,  Epigrammatic  and  Otherwise. 


Dr.  Elvey,  in  his  recently  published  memoirs, 
tells  the  story  that,  on  one  occasion,  when  the  ser- 
vice had  been  changed  to  please  some  visitors,  the 
organ-blower,  much  offended,  said :  "  You  can 
play  Rogers  in  D  if  you  like,  but  I  shall  blow 
Attwood  in  C." 

The  umbrella  of  a  Catholic  penitent  was  stolen 
while  she  was  at  confession.  She  went  with  the 
story  to  Cardinal  Wiseman,  hoping  probably  to 
obtain  compensation.  The  only  consolation  she 
got  from  the  cardinal  was  this  :  "  fl^y  child,  I  am 
sorry  for  you  ;  but  the  Scripture  tells  us  to  watch 
as  well  as  to  pray." 

"  When  I  was  a  young  man,"  Palmerston  used 
to  say,  "  the  Duke  of  Wellington  made  an  appoint- 
ment with  me  at  half-past  seven  in  the  morning, 
and  I  was  asked  :  '  Why,  Palmerston,  how  will  you 
contrive  to  keep  that  engagement?'  '  Oh,"  I  said, 
'  of  course,  the  easiest  thing  in  the  world.  I  shall 
keep  it  the  last  thing  before  I  go  to  bed  ! '  " 


The  director  of  a  Chicago  bank  tells  about  how 
his  wife  overdrew  her  account  at  the  bank  last 
month.  "  I  spoke  to  her  about  it  one  evening," 
says  he,  "and  told  her  she  ought  to  adjust  it  at 
once.  A  day  or  two  afterward,  I  asked  her  if  she  had 
done  what  I  suggested.  'Oh,  yes,'  she  answered; 
'  I  attended  to  that  matter  the  very  next  morning 
after  you  spoke  to  me  about  it.  I  sent  the  bank 
my  check  for  the  amount  I  had  overdrawn  ! '  " 


A  proposal  having  been  made  in  London  that 
boxes  should  be  erected  in  public  thoroughfares  for 
the  reception  of  orange-peel  and  matches,  recalls 
the  story  told  of  a  young  gentleman  of  excellent 
principles  walking  with  an  eminent  surgeon.  As 
they  neared  his  house,  the  lad  kicked  away  a  piece 
of  orange-peel  that  lay  on  the  pavement  into  the 
road.  The  surgeon  said,  "My  dear  boy,  what 
are  you  about  ?  "  and  replaced  it  exactly  opposite 
his  own  door. 

Dumas,  the  elder,  had  a  dog,  as  hospitable  as 
was  his  master,  and  that  dog  once  invited  twelve 
other  dogs  to  Monte  Cristo,  Dumas's  palace,  named 
after  his  famous  novel.  Dumas's  factotum-in-chief 
wanted  to  drive  off  the  whole  pack.  "Michel," 
said  the  great  romancer,  "  I  have  a  social  position 
to  fill.  It  entails  a  fixed  amount  of  trouble  and  ex- 
pense. You  say  I  have  thirteen  dogs,  and  that  they 
are  eating  me  out  of  house  and  home.  Thirteen  1 
That  is  an  unlucky  number."  "  Monsieur,  if  you 
will  permit  me,  there  is  nothing  left  for  me  to  do. 
I  must  chase  them  all  away."  "Never,  Michel, 
never.     Go  at  once  and  find  me  a  fourteenth  dog." 


A  traveler  in  the  saloon  of  a  steamer  on  the  west 
coast  of  Scotland  fell  into  conversation  with  a 
melancholy  Scot,  sentimental,  and  also,  as  pres- 
ently appeared,  lamentably  drunk.  "It's  a  sair 
warld,  this,"  said  he.  The  traveler  thought  there 
wasn't  much  the  matter  with  the  world  as  far  as  he 
knew  it.  "  Aye,  weel,"  he  said,  "  but  ye  ken  I'm  a 
plumber,  and  it's  aye  a  sair  warld  tae  a  plumber." 
The  traveler  condoled  with  him,  though  secretly 
glad  to  hear  that  that  evii  race  were  thus  afflicted. 
"  And  what's  your  trade?"  the  Scot  asked.  The 
traveler  said  he  was  a  school- master.  "  Gie's  yer 
hand,"  said  he  ;  "  I'm  fu'  o'  seempathy  ;  we  baith 
belang  tae  a  puir,  despised  calling." 

Some  years  ago,  a  famous  English  actress,  hav- 
ing been  disengaged  for  some  time,  had  packed 
her  wardrobe  in  pepper,  to  preserve  it  from  moths. 
She  was  suddenly  called  upon  to  take  the  part  of 
the  queen  in  "  Hamlet."  Being  rather  late  for  her 
first  scene,  she  omitted  to  shake  out  her  royal 
robes,  and  her  dignified  entrance  had  an  astonish- 
ing effect.  The  king,  after  a  brave  resistance, 
gave  vent  to  a  mighty  sneeze  that  well  nigh  made 
the  stage  vibrate.  All  the  royal  courtiers  and 
maids  of  honor  followed  suit  sympathetically. 
Hamlet  came  on  with  a  most  sublime  tragedy  air, 
but  after  a  convulsive  movement  of  his  princely 
features,  he  buried  them  in  his  sombre  robe,  while 
sneeze  after  sneeze  was  all  the  public  heard  from 
him.  Amid  the  hubbub  on  the  stage  and  the 
shrieks  of  delight  from  the  audience,  the  stage- 
manager,  between  sneezes,  rang  down  the  curtain. 


In  an  intricate  case  where  Daniel  O'Connell, 
then  a  young  man,  had  been  made  junior  counsel, 
the  question  was  that  of  the  validity  of  a  will.  The 
instrument  was  drawn  up  in  proper  form,  and  the 
witnesses  swore  that  it  had  been  legally  executed. 
One  of  them,  an  old  servant,  had  already  sworn 
that  he  saw  the  deceased  sign  the  will.  "  Yes,"  he 
continued,  "  I  saw  him  sign  it,  and  sure  there  was 
life  in  him  at  the  time."  This  expression  was  re- 
peated so  frequently  that  O'Connell  was  led  to  be- 
lieve that  it  had  some  peculiar  meaning.  He  fixed 
his  eyes  upon  the  old  man  and  said,  gravely : 
"You  have  taken  a  solemn  oath,  before  God  and 
man,  to  speak  the  truth  and  the  whole  truth.  The 
eye  of  God  is  upon  you.  The  eyes  of  your  neigh- 
bors are  fixed  upon  you  also.  Answer  me,  by  the 
virtue  of  that  sacred  and  solemn  oath  which  has 


passed  your  lips,  was  the  testator  alive  when  he 
signed  the  will?"  The  witness  was  struck  by  this 
solemn  manner  of  address.  His  lips  quivered,  his 
limbs  trembled,  and  he  faltered  out  the  reply  : 
"  There  was  life  in  him  1  "  The  question  was  re- 
peated in  a  yet  more  impressive  manner.  Again 
he  trembled  and  stammered  forth  his  stock  phrase. 
Finally,  by  dint  of  clever  leading  and  suggestion, 
O'Connell  drew  from  him  the  fact  that  a  pen  had 
been  placed  in  the  dead  man's  hand,  and  the 
legatee  himself  had  guided  it  and  traced  the  signa- 
ture. But  to  meet  the  exigency  of  legal  question- 
ing, a  living  fly  had  been  placed  in  the  dead  man's 
mouth.     Thus  there  was  "  life  in  him  "  at  the  time  1 

"  I  was  once  traveling  with  a  friend  from  the 
country  up  to  town,"  relates  James  Payn,  "  in  com- 
pany with  two  very  stout  old  ladies  in  deepest 
black.  I  had  heard  that  new  crape  gave  out  an  un- 
pleasant odor,  but  I  could  not  have  believed  it  to 
possess  such  ambition  (as  Mark  Twain  calls  it)  as 
their  crape.  It  was  stifling,  and  grew  worse  and 
worse  ;  it  was  a  cold  day  in  November,  but  I  was 
obliged  to  ask  permission  to  put  down  the  window. 
My  friend  and  I  took  whiffs  at  it,  like  the  poor 
wretches  in  the  Black  Hole  of  Calcutta.  We 
thought  it  a  selfish  thing  in  those  women  to  wear 
such  garments.  However,  we  concealed  our  emo- 
tion as  well  as  we  could,  and  it  seemed  to  us  that 
the  poor  things  were  not  unconscious  of  the  incon- 
venience they  were  causing  us.  They  sniffed  a 
little,  too,  and  when  we  made  that  proposal  about 
the  window,  said  :  '  By  all  means,'  as  though  they 
also  would  be  glad  of  a  little  air.  It  was  an  hour 
before  we  stopped  at  the  first  station,  where  my 
friend  and  I  very  quickly  got  out,  and,  taking  our 
luggage  from  under  the  seat,  escaped  into  another 
carriage.  Here  we  interchanged  opinions  upon 
new  crape  and  its  wearers  pretty  freely.  '  I  smell  it 
now,"  I  said.  '  So  do  I,"  he  answered,  faintly  ;  '  we 
shall  probably  always  smell  it.'  Presently  it  got  so 
much  worse  that  it  was  absurd  to  attribute  it  to  any 
effect  of  memory.  '  By  Jingo  !  '  exclaimed  my 
friend  ;  '  I  know  what  it  is.'  He  stooped  down, 
snatched  a  basket  from  under  the  seat  and  threw 
it  out  of  the  window.  '  I  told  Tom  that  pheasant 
was  too  far  gone  to  travel,'  he  said,  plaintively." 


Shoot  Folly  as  it  Flies, 

Says  the  bard.  The  difficulty  is  that  the  folly  of 
some  folks  don't  fly,  it  sticks.  We  cite,  as  a  forcible 
illustration,  the  folly  of  people  who  keep  on  dosing 
themselves  with  objectionable  drugs  for  disorders 
of  the  stomach  and  liver,  easily  and  pleasantly 
curable  with  Hostetter's  Stomach  Bitters,  which  not 
only  remedies  these,  but  also  restores  vigor  and 
strength  and  banishes  malaria,  rheumatism,  and 
nervousness. 


—  Alluring  are  Cooper's  Xmas  Cards. 


Impaired  Digestion. 

The  patient  is  required  to  diet.  In  building  up 
and  maintaining  good  health,  milk  is  recognized  as  a 
valuable  factor,  but  it  is  important  that  it  be  abso- 
lutely pure  and  sterilized.  Borden's  Peerless  Brand 
Evaporated  Cream  meets  all  requirements.  En- 
tirely wholesome. 


-  Cooper's  Xmas  Cards  the  daintiest. 


He — "  I  love  you."  She — "  Aunt  Hetty  says  you 
love  yourself  better."  He  (frankly) — "I  love  us 
both." — Puck. 


The 
Place 


.  where  the  wear 

I  comes.  The  sil- 
ver,  inlaid    in 

■  the  back  of 
b  owl        an d 

p  handie    of  our 

STERLING 
SILVER 
INLAID 

^spoons   and    forks    before 
plating/,secures  the  wearing  service  of  solid  silver; 
Guaranteed 
.  years. 


Patented. 

Each  article  stamped  on  the  back: 

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All  jewelers.     Made  only  by 

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"It  Won't 

Co  Off." 

The  Smith  &  Wesson  Hammerless 
Safety  Revolver  cannot  be  fired  unintention- 
ally. 

Purposely  directed  pressure,  simultane- 
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necessary  to  discharge  it.  Accidents  are 
impossible.  The  only  absolutely  safe  arm 
for  pocket  or  home  protection. 

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Both  the  method  and  results  ■when 
Syrup  of  Figs  is  taken;  it  is  pleasant 
and  refreshing  to  the  taste,  and  acts 
gently  yet  promptly  on  the  Kidneys, 
Liver  and  Bowels,  cleanses  the  sys- 
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aches and  fevers  and  cures  habitual 
constipation.  Syrup  of  Figs  is  the 
only  remedy  of  its  kind  ever  pro- 
duced, pleasing  to  the  taste  and  ac- 
ceptable to  the  stomach,  prompt  in 
its  action  and  truly  beneficial  in  its 
effects,  prepared  only  from  the  most 
healthy  and  agreeable  substances,  its 
many  excellent  qualities  commend  it 
to  all  and  have  made  it  the  most 
popular  remedy  known. 

Syrup  of  Figs  is  for  sale  in  50 
cent  bottles  by  all  leading  drug- 
gists. Any  reliable  druggist  who 
may  not  have  it  on  hand  will  pro- 
cure it  promptly  for  any  one  who 
wishes  to  try  it.  Do  not  accept  any 
substitute. 

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NEURALGIA,  loss  of  APPETITE, 

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BUT  A  GAS  STOVE  IS  BEST. 


All  Kinds  of  Gas  Cooking  Stoves  and  Gas 
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WHITE  STAR  LINE. 

United     States    and    Royal   Mail    Steamers, 

Sailing  from  Liverpool  and  New 

York  every  Wednesday. 

from  new  york: 

Majestic December  26th 

Salon  rates,  $50  and  upward,  according  to  steamer  and 
accommodations  selected.  Excursion  tickets  on  favor- 
able terms.  Through  tickets  to  London  and  Paris. 
Second  cabin,  Majestic  and  Teutonic,  $35  and  $40. 
Steerage  tickets  at  low  rates.  Tickets  for  sale  by  all  the 
leading  railroad  and  steamship  agents  in  San  Francisco. 

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SOUTHERN  PACIFIC  COMPANY. 

PACIFIC  SYSTEM. 

Trains  leave,  and  are  due  to  arrive  at 
SAN  FRANCISCO. 

lbavh.    I    From  December  1,  1894.     |    arrive. 

7.00  a.    Atlantic    Express    for  Ogden    and 

East 6.45  a. 

7.00  a.  Benicia,  Vacaville,  Rumsey,  Sac- 
ramento, and  Redding,  via  Davis,         7.15   P. 

7.30  a.     Martinez,  San  Ramon,  Napa,  Cal- 

istoga,  and  *Santa  Rosa 6.15   P. 

8.30  a.  Niles,  San  Jose\  Stockton,  lone, 
Sacramento,  Marysville,  Red 
Bluff,  and  *Oroville 4.15  p. 

9.00  a.  New  Orleans  Express,  "Raymond 
(for  Yosemite),  Santa  Barbara, 
Los  Angeles,  Deming,  El  Paso, 
New  Orleans,  and  East 5.45   p. 

9.00  a,     Martinez  and  Stockton 10.45  A» 

*  9.00  a.     Peters  and  Milton *  7.15   p. 

$10.30  a,     "  Sunset      Limited,"       Vestibuled 

Train  through  to  New  Orleans.,  fn.45  a. 

1 .00  p.     Niles,  San  Jose,  and  Livermore *  8.45  a. 

NUes,  San  Jose",  and  Livermore \i  1.45  a. 

*  1. 00   p.     Sacramento  River  Steamers *  9.00  p. 

4.00   p.     Martinez,     San     Ramon,     Vallejo, 

Napa,     Calistoga,    El     Verano, 

and  Santa  Rosa 9 .  15  A. 

4.00  P.  Benicia,  Vacaville,  Woodland, 
Knights  Landing,  Marysville, 
Oroville,  and  Sacramento 10,45  A« 

4.30  r.  NUes,  San  Jose,  Livermore,  Stock- 
ton, Modesto,  Merced,  and 
Fresno 7.15  p. 

5.00  p.  Los  Angeles  Express,  Fresno, 
Bakersfield,  Santa  Barbara,  and 
LosAngeles 10.45  A- 

5.00  p.    Santa  Fe  Route,  Atlantic  Express 

for  Mojave  and  East 10.45  A- 

6.00   p.     European  Mall,  Ogden  and  East.. .         9.45  a. 

6.00  P.     Haywards,  Niles,  and  San  Jose". . . .        7.45  a. 
t  7.00  P.     Vallejo f  7-45   *"• 

7.00   P.     Oregon       Express,        Sacramento, 
Marysville,   Redding,    Portland, 
Puget  Sound,  and  East 10.45  A- 

SANTA  CRUZ  DIVISION  (Narrow  Gauge). 

8.15  a.  Newark,  Centerville,  San  Jose", 
Felton,  Boulder  Creek,  Santa 
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*  2.15   P.     Newark,     Centerville,     San     Jose", 

New  Almaden,  Felton,  Boulder 
Creek,  Santa  Cruz,  and  prin- 
cipal Way  Stations *n.2o  a. 

4.15   P.     Newark,  San  Jose,  Los  Gatos 9.50  a. 

tn.45    p.     Hunters' Train  for  Newark,  Alviso, 
San  Jose,  Los  Gatos,  and  Way 
Stations J  8.05   P. 

COAST  DIVISION,  Third  and  Townsend  Sts. 

6.45  a.     San  Jose",  New  Almaden,  and  Way 

Stations 1.45  p. 

8.15  a.  San  Jose,  Tres  Pinos,  Santa  Cruz, 
Pacific  Grove,  Paso  Robles,  San 
Luis  Obispo,  and  principal  Way 

Stations 7.05  p. 

10.40  A.     San  Jose  and  Way  Stations 5.06   P. 

11.45  A.     Palo  Alto  and  Way  Stations 3.30   P. 

*  2.20  P.     San  Jose,  Gilroy,  Tres  Pinos,  Santa 

Cruz,  Salinas,  Monterey,  Pacific 

Grove *io.4o  a. 

*  3.30   P.     San  Jose  and  principal   Way  Sta- 

tions   9.47  A. 

*  4.25   P.     Palo  Alto  and  Way  Stations *  8.06  A. 

5.10   p.     San  Jose  and  Way  Stations *  8.48  a, 

6.30  p.    Palo  Alto  and  Way  Stations 6.35  A. 

fn.45    p.     Palo  Alto  and  principal  Way  Sta- 
tions f  7.38  p. 

CREEK  ROUTE  FERRY. 

From  SAN  FRANCISCO— Foot  of  Market  St.  (SUp  8)— 
*7.oo    *8.co    9.00    *io.oo   and    11.00   A.    M„     "12.3c 
Ji.co    *2.oo    3.00      *4.oo    5.00  and  *6.oo  P.  M. 
From  OAKLAND  —  Foot  of  Broadway  —  *6.oo      *7.oo 
8.00    *g.oo     10.00  and  *n.oo   a,   m„    £12.00    "12.3a, 
2.00    "3.00      4.00  and    *5.oo  p.  m. 
a  for  morning,    p  for  afternoon.    *  Sundays  excepted. 
t  Saturdays   only.     $  Thursdays   only.     J  Sundays  only. 
The  PACIFIC  TRANSFER   COMPANY  will 
call  for  and  check  baggage  from  hotels  and  residences. 
Inquire  of  Ticket  Agents  for  Time  Cards  and  other  in- 
formation. 


PACIFIC  MAIL  STEAMSHIP  CO. 

Through  Line  to  New   York,   via    Panama. 

Calling  at  various  ports  of  Mexico  and  Central  America. 
Sailings  (at  noon)  from  company's  wharf,  First  and 
Brannan  Streets : 

SS.  Colon December  18th 

SS.  San  Jose" December  28th 

SS.  Acapulco January  8th 

SS.  Colima January  18th 

Japan  and    China  Line  for  Yokohama  and 
Hong  Kong. 

Connecting  at  Yokohama  with  steamers  for  Shanghai,  and 

at  Hong  Kong  for  Indies,  Straits,  etc. : 

FOR  HONG  KONG.  VIA  YOKOHAMA: 

City  of  Rio  Janeiro. .  .Thursday,  December  13,  at  3  P.  m. 

City  of  Peking Thursday,  January  3,  at  3  p.  m. 

China  (via  Honolulu) Tuesday,  January  15,  at  3  p.  m. 

Peru Saturday,  February  2,  at  3  p.  m. 

Round-Trip  Tickets  to  Yokohama  and  return  at  re- 
duced rates. 

For    Freight   or  Passage    apply    at  company's    office. 
No.  425  Marke'  Street. 
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OCCIDENTAL    AND    ORIENTAL 

STEAMSHIP  COMPANY. 

FOR  JAPAN  AND  CHINA. 

NOTE   CHANGE   IN    HOUR   OP   SAILING: 

Steamers  leave  Wharf,  comer  First  and  Brannan  Streets, 

3  o'clock  P.  M.,  for 

YOKOHAMA  AND  HONG  KONG, 

Connecting  at  Yokohama  with  steamers  for  Shanghai. 

Steamer.     From  San  Francisco  for  Hong  Kong.      1894. 

Belgic Thursday,  November  15 

Oceanic,  .(via  Honolulu).  .Tuesday,  December  4 

Gaelic Monday,  December  24 

Belgic Thursday,  January  24,  1895 

Round-Trip  Tickets  at  reduced  rates. 
For  freight  and  passage  apply  at    company's  office. 
No.  425  Market  Street,  corner  First  Street. 

P.  P.  STUBBS,  Secretary. 

PACIFIC  COAST  STEAMSHIP  CO. 

Dispatch  steamers  from  San  Francisco  for  ports  in 
Alaska,  9  a.  m.  November  6,  21,  December  6,  21. 

For  B.  C.  and  Puget  Sound  ports,  October  27,  Novem- 
ber i,  6,  11,  16.  21,  26,  December  1,  6,  it,  16,  21,  26, 
31,  and  every  fifth  day  thereafter.  For  Eureka,  Hum- 
boldt Bay,  Steamer  Willamette  {'alley,  every  Wednesday, 
9  a.  m.  For  Newport,  Los  Angeles,  and  all  way 
ports,  every  fourth  and  fifth  day  alternately  at  8  A.  M. 
For  San  Diego,  stopping  only  at  Port  Harford,  Santa 
Barbara,  Port  Los  Angeles,  Redondo  (Los  Angeles), 
and  Newport  every  fourth  and  fifth  day  alternately,  at 
11  A.  M.  For  Ensenada,  San  Jose  del  Cabo,  Mazatlan, 
La  Paz,  and  Guaymas  (Mexico),  Steamer  St.  Paul,  25th 
of  each  month.  Ticket-office,  Palace  Hotel,  4  New  Mont* 
gomery  Street. 

GOODALL,  PERKINS  &  CO.,  General  Agents, 

No.  ro  Market  Street,  Sr       ''-nr.dsco,  C«l. 


14 


THE        ARGONAUT. 


December  17,  1894. 


The  Sanderson-Gill  Wedding. 
The  First  Unitarian  Church  was  the  scene  of  a 
pretty  wedding  last  Wednesday  evening,  when 
Miss  Elizabeth  Gill,  sister  of  Mr.  William  Wat- 
kinson  Gill,  was  united  in  marriage  to  Dr.  Henry 
Ellis  Sanderson,  a  son  of  the  late  Mayor  Sander- 
son. The  bride  is  well  known  in  society  and 
musical  circles  in  this  city  and  Oakland.  She  met 
Dr.  Sanderson  when  she  was  studying  music  in 
Germany,  and  their  happy  union  is  the  result  of 
that  meeting.  Dr.  Sanderson  studied  his  profession 
at  Heidelberg,  Vienna,  and  Munich,  and  is  now 
professor  of  the  principles  and  practice  of  medicine 
at  the  Cooper  Medical  College  in  this  city. 

There  was  a  large  and  fashionable  attendance  at 
the  church,  which  was  attractively  decorated  with 
flowers  and  tropical  plants.  The  ceremony  was 
performed  most  impressively  by  Rev.  Horatio 
Stebbins  at  half-past  eight  o'clock.  Miss  Julia 
Bowen  was  the  maid  of  honor,  and  Miss  Percy  and 
Miss  Sanderson  were  the  bridesmaids.  Mr.  War- 
ren Holden  acted  as  best  man,  and  the  ushers  were 
Dr.  A.  P.  Woodward,  Mr.  Cutler  Paige,  Mr.  Will- 
iam Denman,  and  Mr.  P.  L.  Weaver,  Jr.  After 
the  wedding  an  informal  reception  was  held.  Dr. 
and  Mrs.  Sanderson  left  on  Thursday  to  make  a 
brief  southern  trip.  They  will  reside  at  2235 
Broadway. 

The  Blair  Lunch-Party. 

Miss  Jennie  Blair  gave  an  enjoyable  lunch-party 
at  her  home  on  Van  Ness  Avenue,  recently,  in 
honor  of  Miss  Mary  C.  Deming,  of  Sacramento. 
The  dining-table  was  beautifully  decorated  in  tones 
of  yellow  and  appeared  very  attractive.  All  of  the 
appointments  of  the  affair  were  in  perfect  taste, 
and  the  afternoon  was  made  a  delightful  one  to 
Miss  Blair's  guests,  who  comprised  : 

Miss  Mary  C.  Deming,  Miss  Fanny  Crocker,  Miss 
Mabel  Deming,  Miss  Laura  Bates,  Miss  Florence  Ives, 
Miss  Alice  Owen,  Miss  May  Bowen,  Miss  Mamie  Hol- 
brook.  Miss  Smith,  Miss  Alice  Scott,  and  Miss  Clarice 
Sheldon. 

The  Graham  Matinie  Tea. 
Mrs.  William  M.  Graham  and  the  Misses 
Graham  gave  a  very  pleasant  matinee  tea  last 
Tuesday  at  the  Presidio,  as  a  compliment  to  Mrs. 
Guy  H.  Burrage,  ne'e  Graham,  wife  of  Ensign  Bur- 
rage,  U.  S.  N.,  who  recently  returned  from  their 
wedding  trip.  The  residence  was  ornate  with  yel- 
low and  white  chrysanthemums  and  roses  that 
grow  in  great  profusion  in  the  gardens  at  the  Pre- 
sidio. The  hours  of  the  reception  were  from  four 
until  six  o'clock,  and  during  that  time  there  was  a 
large  number  of  callers,  who  were  cordially  re- 
ceived and  hospitably  entertained.  Light  refresh- 
ments were  served  and  a  string  orchestra  played 
concert  selections.  The  hostesses  were  assisted  in 
receiving  by  Miss  McNutt,  Miss  Alice  Ames,  Miss 
Emily  Carolan,  Miss  Eleanor  Wood,  Miss  Grace 
Martin,  Miss  Cora  Smedberg,  Miss  Mabel  Bourn, 
Miss  Ethel  Smith,  Miss  Sophie  Cohen,  Miss  Helen 
Campbell,  Miss  Kinzie,  and  the  Misses  Breeze. 


A  Charity  Entertainment. 
Mrs.  Louis  F.  Monteagle  gave  the  use  of  her 
residence,  1830  Jackson  Street,  last  Saturday  after- 
noon and  evening  for  the  benefit  of  the  Pioneer 
Kindergarten  Association.  There  was  a  matinee 
tea  and  a  musical  entertainment  which  included 
several  songs  and  instrumental  selections,  and  the 
presentation  of  the  operetta,  "Widows'  Be- 
witched," under  the  supervision  of  Miss  Withrow 
and  Miss  Tucholsky.  Among  the  participants 
were  Mrs.  Enrico  Campobello,  Mrs.  Langstroth, 
Miss  Alberta  Bancroft,  Miss  Shepard,  Miss  Doyen, 
Miss  Cressy,  Mr.  H.  M.  A.  Miller,  Mr.  A.  G. 
Purnell,  and  Mr.  C.  M.  Elliott,  and  the  following 
members  of  the  Saturday  Morning  Orchestra : 
Mrs.  William  J.  Younger,  Miss  Alice  Ames,  Miss 
Gruenhagen,  Miss  Daisy  Polk,  the  Misses  Moody, 
and  Miss  Duff.  Mrs.  Monteagle  was  assisted  in 
receiving  by  Mrs.  Robert  Douglas  Fry,  Mrs.  David 
Bixler,  Mrs.  A.  A.  Moore,  Mrs.  M.  H.  Hecht, 
Mrs.  A.  H.  Vail,  Mrs.  Grimm,  Mrs.  Winterberg, 
Miss  Fanny  Crocker,  Miss  Delia  Mills,  Miss 
Hecht,   Miss  Ella  Morgan,  Miss  Woolworth,  and 


Absolutely 
Pure 

A  cream  of  tartar  baking  powder.  High- 
est of  all  in  leavening  strength.  —  Latest 
UniUd  States  Government  Food  Report. 

RoyaL  Baking  Powder  Co., 
106  Wall  St.,  N.  Y. 


Miss  Spiers.     The  affair  was  eminently  successful, 
financially,  musically,  and  socially. 


Notes  and  Gossip. 
Mrs.  Hager  will  formally  introduce  her  daughter, 
Miss  Alice  Hager,  to  society  circles  at  a  reception 
and  dance,  which  she  will  give  next  Wednesday 
evening  at  The  Armory  Hall,  815  Ellis  Street. 
Those  who  will  receive  the  guests  are  Mrs.  Hager, 
Mrs.  Frank  S.  Hicks,  of  Los  Angeles,  Miss  Emelie 
Hager,  and  Miss  Alice  Hager.  Huber's  Hungarian 
Orchestra  will  play  for  the  dancing. 

Mrs.  William  P.  Morgan  will  give  a  matinee  tea 
from  five  until  seven  o'clock  to-day  at  her  residence, 
1451  Franklin  Street,  for  the  purpose  of  introduc- 
ing her  daughter,  Miss  Ella  Morgan,  to  society 
circles.  They  will  be  assisted  in  receiving  by  Mrs. 
Walter  E.  Dean,  Mrs.  Adam  Grant,  Mrs.  Thomas 
Breeze,  Mrs.  Louis  F.  Monteagle,  Mrs.  H.  M.  A. 
Miller,  Mrs.  H.  Alston  Williams,  Miss  Alice  Hager, 
Miss  Mamie  Burling,  Miss  Lillie  Lawlor,  Miss 
Louisa  Breeze,  Miss  Mamie  Thomas,  Miss  Emily 
Carolan,  Miss  Cora  Smedberg,  Miss  Emma  Butler, 
Miss  Eleanor  Wood,  Miss  Ella  Hobart,  Miss  Ber- 
nice  Bates,  Miss  Mamie  Holbrook,  Miss  Carrie 
Taylor,  and  Miss  Julia  Crocker.  Rosner's  Hun- 
garian Orchestra  will  play  during  the  hours  of  the 
reception. 

Mrs.  J.  G.  Hooper  will  give  a  matinee  tea  from 
four  until  seven  o'clock  to-day  at  her  residence, 
2701  Laguna  Street,  for  the  purpose  of  introducing 
her  third  daughter,  Miss  Jessie  Hooper,  to  society 
circles.  Mrs.  Hooper  will  be  assisted  in  receiving 
by  her  daughters  and  Miss  Norwood,  the  Misses 
Meda  and  Bertha  Houghton,  Miss  Edith  Conner", 
Miss  Gertrude  Burnett,  Miss  Grace  Sabin,  Miss 
Helen  Stubbs,  Miss  Laura  Hamilton,  Miss  Sophie 
Palmer,  and  Miss  Florence  Davis. 

For  the  benefit  of  the  charity  work  of  the  Golden 
Circle  of  King's  Daughters,  a  bazaar  will  be  held 
this  afternoon  and  evening  in  the  hop-room  at  the 
Presidio.  Luncheon  will  be  served  in  the  after- 
noon, and  there  will  be  dancing  and  refreshments 
in  the  evening. 

The  Misses  French  will  give  a  charity  paper  fair 
at  their  residence,  2313  California  Street,  from  two 
until  six  o'clock  this  afternoon. 

The  second  meeting  of  the  Friday  Night  Club 
will  be  held  in  Odd  Fellows'  Hall  next  Friday 
evening.  The  cotillion  will  be  danced  under  the 
leadership  of  Mr.  Edward  M.  Greenway. 

The  Assembly  will  hold  a  reception  at  Golden 
Gate  Hall  next  Thursday  evening. 

Miss  Fanny  Danforth  gave  a  pleasant  matinee  tea 
last  Saturday  at  her  residence,  2027  Broadway,  in 
honor  of  the  Misses  Irene  and  Hattie  Tay,  who  re- 
cently returned  from  a  year's  absence  in  the  East- 
ern States.  Quite  a  large  number  of  their  friends 
were  in  attendance  and  were  entertained  with  music 
and  refreshments. 

Mrs.  William  Haas  entertained  a  number  of 
ladies  at  luncheon  last  Thursday  at  her  residence, 
2007  Franklin  Street. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  P.  N.  Lilienthal  gave  an  elaborate 
dinner-party  last  Monday   evening   at  their  resi- 
dence, 1805  Franklin  Street,   and  hospitably  enter-  ; 
tained  several  of  their  friends. 

Mrs.  David  Bixler  and  the  Misses  Hyde  re- 
ceived party  calls  on  Friday  evening  at  their  resi- 
dence on  Union  Street,  and  entertained  quite  a 
number  of  their  friends. 

About  one  hundred  members  of  the  Bohemian 
Club  gave  a  dinner  last  Saturday  evening  in  honor 
of  Brigadier-General  James  W.  Forsyth,  U.  S.  A. 
The  main  dining-room  at  the  club  was  used  and  it 
was  handsomely  decorated.  President  Horace  G. 
Piatt  presided  at  the  dinner,  which  was  quite  elab- 
orate. Rosner's  Hungarian  Orchestra  played  dur- 
ing the  evening  and  there  were  several  felicitous 
toasts  and  responses  and  the  presentation  of  an 
appropriate  cartoon,  the  work  of  Mr.  Solly  Walter. 
Mr.  Reginal  W.  Rives,  of  New  York,  who 
acted  as  one  of  the  judges  at  our  recent  horse 
show,  returned  to  his  home  last  Sunday.  During 
his  visit  he  was  the  recipient  of  many  social  cour- 
tesies. Major  J.  L.  Rathbone  drove  him  to  Bur- 
lingame  and  gave  him  a  luncheon  there,  and  last 
Saturday  evening  he  gave  a  dinner  at  his  residence 
in  honor  of  Mr.  Reeves.  Mr.  Reeves  was  also  the 
honored  guest  at  dinners  given  by  Mr.  Joseph  D. 
Grant  and  Mr.  John  Parrott. 


MUSICAL    NOTES. 


The  Tibbey  Concert. 
Miss  Sadie  F.  Tibbey,  the  sifneuse,  gave  a  suc- 
cessful concert  last  Wednesday  evening  in  the 
Maple  Hall  at  the  Palace  Hotel.  She  was  assisted 
by  Miss  Millie  Flynn,  soprano  ;  Mr.  Frank  Coffin, 
tenor ;  Signor  S.  Martinez,  pianist ;  Dr.  A.  F. 
Regensburger,  'celloist ;  and  Mr.  Alfred  A.  Batkin, 
accompanist.  A  large  audience  was  present  and 
enjoyed  the  following  programme  : 

Piano  solo,  "  NapoU  e  Venezia  Gondoliera  e  Taran- 
tella," Liszt,  Signor  S.  Martinez ;  soprano  solo,  "  In 
Seville's  Groves,"  H.  Martyn  Van  Lennep,  Miss  Millie 
Flynn  ;  whistling  solo,  "  Spanish  Serenade,"  Metra,  Miss 
Sadie  F.  Tibbey;  'cello  solo,  (a)  "  Herbst  Blume," 
Popper,  (b)  "  Berceuse  Sclave,"  Neruda,  Dr.  Arthur  T. 
Regensburger  ;  tenor  solo,  "  The  Worker,"  Gounod,  Mr. 
Frank  Coffin ;  piano  solo,  "  En  courrant "  Godard, 
Signor  S.  Martinez  ;  whistling  solo,  "Alia  Stella  Confi- 
dente  "  ('cello  obligato),  Robaudi,  Miss  Sadie  F.  Tibbey  ; 
duet,  "Eden  Land,"  Henshaw,  Miss  Millie  Flynn  and 
Mr.  Frank  Coffin. 

Mills  College  Concert. 

An  interesting  concert  was  given  at  Mills  College 
last  Saturday  afternoon  by  the  members  of  the 
college  conservatory  faculty.  The  following  ex- 
cellent programme  was  presented  : 

Sonata,  for  piano  and  violin,  op.  13,  Rubinstein,  Messrs. 
Lisser  and  Rosewald  ;  prayer  and  barcarolle,  from  "  Etoile 
du  Nord,"  Meyerbeer,  Mme.  Julie  Rosewald;  (a)  Magic 
Fire  Scene,  from  "  Walkure,"  Wagner  -  Brassin,  (b) 
Sonette  de  Petrarca,  No.  123,  Liszt,  Mr.  Louis  Lisser ; 
recitation,  "Count  Gismond,"  Robert  Browning,  Mrs. 
Leila  Ellis;  "I  Will  Extol  Thee,"  from  "Eli,"  Costa, 
Mme.  Julie  Rosewald;  "Legende,"  Wieniawsky,  Mr.  J. 
H.  Rosewald  ;  recitation,  "  Chariot  Race  "  from  "  Ben 
Hur,"  Lew  Wallace,  Mrs.  Leila  ElUs ;  (a)  "  Letzte 
Hoffnung,"  Schubert,  (b)  "  Fruhlingsnacht,"  Jensen,  (c) 
"111  Not  Complain,"  Schumann,  (d)  "  Marchnight," 
Taubert,  Mme.  Julie  Rosewald;  polonaise,  No.  2,  Liszt, 
Mr.  Louis  Lisser. 

The  Saturday  Morning  Orchestra. 
The  Saturday  Morning  Orchestra  have  arranged 
to  give  a  concert  in  aid  of  the  Incurable  Ward  of 
the  Children's  Hospital  on  the  evening  of  January 
4th  at'the  Auditorium.  It  is  understood  that  Hen 
Scheel  has  prepared  a  very  good  programme,  and 
that  the  young  ladies  will  appear  to  great  advantage 
under  his  magnetic  baton.  They  have  certainly 
improved  very  much  under  his  leadership,  and 
should  give  us  a  really  enjoyable  concert  of  well 
selected  and  well  rendered  numbers.  Miss  Wilcox 
will  probably  sing,  with  orchestral  accompaniment, 
two  or  three  numbers.  We  hope,  for  the  young 
ladies'  encouragement,  as  well  as  for  the  sake  of 
the  charity,  that  the  concert  may  be  a  great  success. 


IVORY 


Mr.  Fritz  Scheel  gave  his  thirteenth  symphony 
concert  last  Wednesday  evening  at  the  Auditorium, 
and  repeated  the  programme  that  was  given  at  the 
previous  concert.  The  fourteenth  concert  will  take 
place  next  Wednesday  evening,  when  Miss  Mabel 
Love  will  sing  at  the  Auditorium  for  the  first  time. 


An  art  loan  exhibition  will  be  given  during  the 
month  of  January,  at  the  old  Y.  M.  C.  A.  building 
on  Sutter  Street,  for  the  benefit  of  the  Maria  Kip 
Orphanage.     Further  details  will  soon  be  given. 


—  Owing  to  change  in  tariff,  we  have 
reduced  the  prices  of  all  Mousquetaire  Gloves,  the 
quality  remaining  the  same.  All  our  gloves  are 
branded  with  trade-mark.  They  are  sold  in  S.  F. 
only  at  7  Kearny  Street.      P.  Centemeri  &  Co. 


The  Horse  Show  in  New  York  was  followed  by  a 
bicycle  tournament,  which  has  been  very  successful. 
At  first  it  was  not  quite  so  "  swell "  an  affair  as  the 
Horse  Show,  but  toward  the  end  "  society  "  grew 
interested,  and  according  to  the  New  York  papers 
the  Four  Hundred  were  to  be  seen  in  the  boxes. 
Among  the  names  of  those  who  attended,  the  New 
York  papers  give  Mr.  and  Mrs,  John  Jacob  Astor, 
Mr.  and  Mrs.  Frederic  Bronson,  Mr.  and  Mrs. 
Egerton  Winthrop,  Jr.,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  James 
Lanier,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Archie  Pell,  Mr.  and  Mrs. 
Clarence  Dinsmore,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Stickney,  Mr. 
and  Mrs.  Clement  Moore.  Mrs.  W.  K.  Vanderbilt, 
Colonel  and  Mrs.  William  Jay,  Mr.  Peter  Marie, 
and  scores  of  others.  With  this  as.  a  model,  why 
would  it  not  be  well  for  some  San  Francisco  mana- 
ger to  get  up  a  bicycle  tournament  here  ?  Bicycle 
races  are  interesting  and  very  exciting,  and  there 
are  some  crack  riders  on  the  coast.  Such  a  tourna- 
ment would  probably  pay. 


— Huber's  Orchestra  furnishes  excellent 
music  for  weddings,  receptions,  etc.  It  plays  at 
the  cotillions  of  the  Friday  Night  Club,  and  at  the 
Hotel  Del  Monte.    420  Eddy  Street.    Tel.,  East  681. 


—  Opera  glasses — latest  Parisian  styles, 
at  very  moderate  prices.  Henry  Kahn  &  Co.,  op- 
ticians, 642  Market  Street.     Open  evenings. 


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tive booklet  to 

C.  K.  MASON,  Maa'gr,  Byron  Hot  Springs  P.O. 
Contra  Costn  Co.,  Cal. 


TUITION  JOR  BOYS. 

Careful  and  individual  attention. 

Kapid  advancement. 

Sloderate  terms. 

For  full  particulars,  address 

MR.  J.  C.  JOHXSTOX, 

1724  Yallejo  Street,  corner  Gough. 


DONATION  DAY. 


—  Gentlemen's  full-dress  shirts  made  to 
order.    J.  W.  Carmany,  25  Kearny  Street. 


-  The  latest  Xmas  Cards  at  Cooper's. 


Children's^  Hospital 

DECEMBER  20th,  21st,  22d. 


An  annual  plea  for  donations  of  money, 
food,  clothing,  fuel,  or  ■whatever  may  help 
on  the  good  work  and  lighten  the  suit'erings 
of  our  little  invalids. 

THOS.  DAY  &  CO.  (Limited) 

222  Sutter  Street. 

MRS.  JOHN  H.  DICKINSON,   Chairman. 


Open  Evenings 

BOTH    STORES: 

227,  229  Post  St. 215=219  Bush  St. 

THE    LATEST 

Christmas... 

...Novelties 

SEE   OUR 

"BROWNIE"  LEATHER  GOODS. 

H.  S.  Crocker  Company. 


December  17,  1894. 


THE        ARGONAUT. 


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judgment  is  shown  here 
as  well  as  elsewhere. 

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contains  no  alum  or  am- 
monia. It  is  wholesome. 
More  powerful  than  other 
brands  and  keeps  food 
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"Pure  and  Sure." 


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A  Generous  Thought. 


How  hard  it  is  to  find  something  to  give  to 
that  friend  or  member  of  the  family  who  is 
ill  or  invalided  ;  and  yet  you  want  especially 
to  be  generous  and  kindly  toward  that  one. 
Here  is  a  happy  suggestion :  Give  one  of 
these  new  Invalid  Tables  of  ours — they  cost 
but  $8,  and  mean  months  and  months  of 
comfort  to  the  invalid. 


Push  the  foot  under  the  bed,  raise  or  lower 
to  required  height 


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(N.  P.  Cole  &  Co.) 
117-121  Geary  Street. 

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BROTHERS 

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NewiStyles  Just  Received 

CALI,  AND  SEE   THEM. 


KOHLER  I  CHASE, 


SOLE  AGENTS, 
36,  as,  30  O'Farrell  St. 


agents; 


LADIES  Oil  GENTS 
$75  A  WEEK, 

home,  using  or  Belling  Gray 
Plater,  or  collection  goods  fur  u;i 
to  plate.  Wo  do  all  kin-Id  of  plat- 
ing at  onr  works,  manufacture  ibe 
materials  and  outfits,  and  teach 
the  art.  We  sell  the  only  complete 
outfit,  including  latho, wheels,  100I1 
and  materials  Tor  polish!  ti  c ,  prepar- 
ing, plating  and  finishing  every- 
thing. Circulars  and  price,  ftoc. 
Gray  <fc  Co..  Plating  Wort: 
Dep't4,  Columbus  Ohio. 


Movements  and  Whereabouts. 

Annexed  will  be  found  a  resume  of  movements  to 
and  from  this  city  and  coast,  and  of  the  whereabouts 
of  absent  Californians  : 

Mrs.  Peter  McG.  McBean  and  Miss  McBean  arrived 
in  Paris  last  week. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Frank  F.  Moulton  are  in  New  York  city, 
where  they  will  remain  a  couple  of  months. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  R.  D.  Girvin  and  Mr.  and  Mrs.  George 
M.  Pinckard  are  residing  at  2312  Clay  Street. 

Misses  Bee  and  Ethel  Hooper  will  come  down  from  St. 
Helena  in  about  a  fortnight  to  visit  friends  during  the 
holidays. 

Mr.  William  Babcock  and  Mr.  Harry  Babcock  left 
New  York  last  Saturday  for  Naples,  en  route  to  Egypt. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  E.  W.  Hopkins  will  leave  to-day  to  visit 
New  York  for  a  couple  of  months. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  P.  G.  Galpin  have  given  up  housekeep- 
ing and  taken  rooms  at  the  Hotel  Pleasanton  for  the 
winter. 

Mrs.  J.  C.  Flood  and  Miss  Jennie  Flood  are  at  their 
Menlo  Park  vjlla. 

Mr.  N.  G.  Kittle  was  at  the  Hotel  Imperial  in  New 
York  city  last  week. 

Mr.  Robert  L.  Coleman  is  visiting  New  York  city. 

Mr.  E.  Y.  Judd,  of  this  city,  arrived  in  Paris  last  week. 

Mrs.  Moses  Hopkins  visited  friends  in  Boston  last 
week. 

Mrs.  E.  G.  Cohen  and  Miss  Ethel  Cohen  left  last  Sun- 
day  for  New  Haven,  Conn.,  where  they  will  pass  the 
winter  with  Dr.  and  Mrs.  William  Daggett. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  George  E.  Goodman  came  down  from 
Napa  last  Wednesday  and  have  been  at  the  Palace  Hotel 
since  then. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  W.  B.  Bancroft  are  in  New  York  city, 
where  they  will  remain  during  the  winter  months. 

Mr',  and  Mrs.  Joseph  Powning,  of  Oakland,  were  in 
Genoa,  Italy,  at  last  advices. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Ryland  Wallace  are  the  guests  of  Judge 
and  Mrs.  William  T.  Wallace,  at  799  Van  Ness  Avenue, 
while  their  new  home  on  Clay  Street  is  being  completed. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Mansfield  Lovell  will  reside  during  the 
winter  at  the  Hotel  Pleasanton. 

Mrs.  William  S.  Tevis  is  occupying  her  residence  on 
Jackson  Street,  after  a  prolonged  visit  to  the  Tevis 
ranch,  near  Bakersfield. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Monroe  Greenwood  and  Miss  Jennie 
Greenwood  were  in  Genoa,  Italy,  at  last  advices. 

Judge  and  Mrs.  Francis  E.  Spencer  and  their  daugh- 
ters, Mrs.  Lorraine  de  la  Montanya  and  Miss  Grace  M. 
Spencer,  have  returned  to  San  Jose  after  making  a  tour 
of  Southern  California. 

Miss  Gertrude  Thompson,  of  Baltimore,  Md„  is  here 
on  a  visit  to  her  brother,  Mr.  W.  Bradford  Thompson, 
and  is  the  guest  of  Mr.  H.  F.  Emeric,  at  his  residence, 
niS  Geary  Street. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  D.  B.  Davidson  are  now  residing  at  the 
Hotel  Pleasanton,  where  they  will  remain  during  the 
winter. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  W.  M.  Thompson  have  taken  rooms  at 
the  Hotel  Richelieu  for  the  season. 

Mr.  W.  A.  Hawley  and  Miss  Hawley,  of  Santa  Barbara, 
have  taken  rooms  at  the  Hotel  Pleasanton  for  the  winter. 

Mr.  R.  B.  Forman  has  returned  to  the  city  after  an  ab- 
sence of  seven  months  in  Europe. 

Hon.  Grove  L.  Johnson  and  family,  of  Sacramento, 
are  staying  at  the  Hotel  Pleasanton. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  E.  Elack  Ryan  and  Miss  Daisy  Ryan 
have  returned  to  the  city  after  passing  the  summer  and 
autumn  at  their  villa  in  Menlo  Park. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  J.  W.  A.  Cluett,  Miss  N.  A.  Cluett,  and 
Miss  L.  B.  Cluett,  of  Troy,  N.  Y.,  arrived  here  last 
Wednesday,  and  are  at  the  Palace  Hotel. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Thomas  H.  Buckingham  have  returned 
from  their  visit  to  Buckingham  Park,  and  are  at  the 
Hotel  Pleasanton,  where  they  will  remain  until  next 
April. 

The  death  of  the  Czar  of  Russia  has  drawn 
much  sympathy  to  his  wife,  of  whom  an  exchange 
says  : 

"The  Czarina  of  Russia  has  never  known  very  much 
actual  happiness  in  her  life  since  she  entered  her  exalted 
estate.  She  has  been  a  good  wife  and  a  tender  mother, 
when  court  etiquette  would  permit,  and  in  her  early  youth 
was  almost  as  pretty  a  woman  as  her  sister,  the  Princess 
of  Wales.  She  accompanied  her  sister  to  London  when 
the  heir  to  the  English  throne  was  married,  and  rode 
through  the  streets  in  a  carriage  preceding  England's 
future  queen.  So  charmingly  did  she  bear  herself  that 
the  loyal  Londoners  mistook  her  for  Princess  Alexandra, 
and  cheered  her  lustily,  whereat,  fresh  from  the  placid 
simplicity  of  her  father's  court,  she  blushed  and  bowed 
so  sweetly  that  a  number  of  good  folk  were  sorry  that  it 
was  not  she  but  the  rather  impassive  Alexandra  who  was 
the  choice  of  their  prince.  Queen  Louise  of  Denmark 
has  always  had  an  especial  fondness  for  archaic  names 
with  pretty  meanings.  Dagmar,  the  Czarina's  name, 
means  Dawn.  An  early  and  lovable  Queen  of  Denmark 
was  the  first  Dagmar.  The  Czarina,  following  the  ex- 
ample of  her  mother,  named  her  favorite  daughter  Xerie, 
meaning  Gladsome.  Thyra  and  Qugeborg  are  two  other 
names  the  Queen  of  Denmark  has  rescued  from  forgetful- 
ness  and  bestowed  on  her  favorite  granddaughters." 


Fashion's  Follies. 

The  fashions  of  women  lead  to  some  extremely 
ridiculous  ideas,  in  fact,  sometimes  distasteful,  as 
in  the  case  of  the  hideous  lizard  and  snake-skins  in 
purses,  which  were  afterwards  followed  by  the  mil- 
liners, for  my  lady's  bonnets.  A  homelier  or  more 
repulsive  article  could  not  be  found,  and  yet  Dame 
Fashion  so  dictates  and  we  must  obey.  The  fashion- 
able snake-skin  of  last  summer  is  even  more  de 
rigueurthan  ever.  The  seal  and  alligator  are  always 
a  proper  thing,  according  to  Cooper,  yet  the  great 
demand  is  for  some  new  thing,  and  that  is  found 
this  year  in  the  water-snake,  African  boa,  and 
Brazilian  lizard.  Messrs.  Cooper  &  Co.,  the  Market 
Street  stationers,  who  seem  to  be  authority  for  all 
that  is  proper  and  new  in  leather  goods — principally 
ladies'  purses— are  displaying  some  of  these  new 
skins  in  sterling  silver  and  solid  gold  mountings, 
which  are  masterpieces  of  the  silversmith's  art.  The 
newest  thing  in  leather  is  the  Parisian  icrassi,  or 
crushed  morocco,  which  is  being  shown  in  a  variety 
of  delicate  colors  and  some  o(  the  prettiest,  daintiest 
trimmings  imaginable. 


—  Gold  spectacles  and  eye-glasses  for 
holiday  presents.  Henry  Kahn  &  Co.,  opticians, 
642  Market  Street.     Open  evenings. 


—  Depot  for  Maillard's  New  York  can- 
dies,  at  Greenbaum's,  205  Sutter  Street. 


1  will  return  to 
who  retires  on 
U.  S.  N.,  has 


Army  and  Navy  News. 
The  latest  personal  notes  relative  to  army  and 
navy  people  at  the  various  posts  around  San  Fran- 
cisco are  appended : 

General  and  Mrs.  Thomas  H.  Ruger,  U.  S.  A.,  Miss 
Ruger,  and  Lieutenant  Charles  G.  Lyman,  Second 
Cavalry,  U.  S.  A.,  are  staying  temporarily  at  the  Audi- 
torium in  Chicago. 

General  O.  O.  Howard,  U.  S.  A.  (retired),  is  visiting 
his  married  daughter  at  Portland,  Or. 

Colonel  William  R.  Shatter,  U.  S.  A, 
duty  at  Angel  Island  in  a  few  days. 

Colonel  John  G.  Chandler,  U.  S.  A., 
December  31st,  will  reside  in  Los  Angeles 

Assistant  Paymaster  J.  G.  Rodgers, 
been  detached  from  tbe  Independence  and  ordered  to  the 
Pittta,  relieving  Assistant  Paymaster  T.  S.  Jewett,  U.  S. 
N.,  who  has  been  granted  two  months'  leave  of  absence. 

Lieutenant  J.  Franklin  Bell,  Seventh  Cavalry,  U.  S. 
A.,  has  reported  at  head-quarters,  and  has  been  appointed 
as  aid-de-camp  to  Brigadier-General  Forsyth,  U.  S.  A. 
Mrs.  Bell  is  expected  to  arrive  here  from  Fort  Riley  in  a 
few  days. 

Lieutenant  Dana  W.  Kilburn,  First  Infantry,  U.  S. 
A.,  is  on  temporary  duty  at  Benicia  Barracks. 

Lieutenant  Samuel  McP.  Rutherford,  Fourth  Cavalry, 
U.  S.  A.,  has  been  granted  one  month's  leave  of  absence, 
with  permission  to  apply  for  an  extension  of  one  month. 

Ensign  P.  L.  Hartung,  U.  S.  N.,  has  been  detached 
from  the  Bennington,  and  granted  three  months'  leave  of 
absence  owing  to  illness. 

Captain  John  R.  Brinckle,  Fifth  Artillery,  U.  S.  A., 
has  been  granted  an  extension  of  six  months  on  bis  pres- 
ent leave  of  absence  owing  to  illness. 

Captain  Walter  D.  McCaw,  Assistant  Surgeon,  U.  S. 
A.,  has  been  granted  four  months*  leave  of  absence,  to 
take  effect  about  January  20,  1895,  with  permission  to  go 
beyond  the  sea. 

Lieutenant  Downs  L.  Wilson,  U.  S.  N.,  has  been  de- 
tached from  the  Monterey,  and  granted  six  months'  leave 
of  absence  owing  to  illness. 

Lieutenant  William  M.  Crofton,  Fifth  Artillery,  U.  S. 
A.,  is  on  temporary  duty  at  Fort  Sheridan,  111. 

Lieutenant  Alexander  T.  Dean,  Fourth  Cavalry, 
U.  S.  A.,  has  been  granted  an  extension  of  three  months 
on  his  present  leave  of  absence. 

Assistant  Naval  Constructor  G.  W.  Street,  U,  S.  N., 
has  been  detached  from  the  New  York  navy-yard  and 
ordered  to  temporary  duty  at  the  Navy  Department, 
after  which  he  will  assume  the  duty  of  superintending 
constructor  at  the  Union  Iron  Works. 

Ensign  F.  Boughter,  U.  S.  N.  and  Ensign  M.  M. 
Taylor,  U.  S.  N.,  have  been  ordered  to  the  Thetis. 


-  Cooper's  Xmas  Cards  are  unsurpassed. 


The  Children's  Hospital  management  announce 
their  annual  Donation  Days  as  falling  this  year 
upon  December  20th,  21st,  and  22d.  All  contribu- 
tions will  be  received  at  Thomas  Day  &  Co.'s,  222 
Sutter  Street.  The  public  must  understand  that 
this  in  no  way  interferes  with  the  generous  work 
being  done  by  the  Examiner.  Their  aim  is  to  sup- 
ply an  incurable-ward  in  the  Children's  Hospital, 
while  the  receipts  of  the  Donation  Days  go  toward 
feeding,  clothing,  and  ministering  to  the  little  in- 
valids already  in  the  institution. 


A  series  of  three  lectures  will  be  delivered  by 
Mr.  Shehadi  A.  Shehadi  for  the  benefit  of  the 
Mercantile  Library  in  the  rooms  of  the  library. 
The  first  lecture  will  take  place  to-night,  the  sub- 
ject being  "  Egypt  and  the  Egyptians."  The 
other  lectures  will  be  given  on  the  evenings  of 
December  20th  and  January  12th,  and  the  subjects 
will  be  "  Syria  :  Its  People  and  Government  "  and 
"  Mohammed  and  Al  Islam." 


The  California  Camera  Club  will  give  an  exhibi- 
tion at  Metropolitan  Hall  next  Friday  evening  for 
the  benefit  of  the  Examiner's  "  Little  Jim  "  fund, 
for  the  establishment  of  a  ward  for  incurables  in  the 
Children's  Hospital.  The  entertainment  will  be  of 
an  exceedingly  interesting  nature,  and  that,  com- 
bined with  the  worthy  charity  it  is  to  benefit,  should 
attract  a  large  audience. 


The  Christmas  festival  of  the  Occidental  Kinder- 
garten Association  will  be  held  at  Union  Square 
Hall  al  two  o'clock  on  Saturday  afternoon,  Decem- 
ber 22d. 


DCCLXXXVI.— Bill  of  Fare  for  Six  Persons,  Sun- 
day, December  16,  1894. 
Lobster  Soup. 
Lamb  Chops,  Tomato  Sauce. 
Broiled  Snipe.    Saratoga  Potatoes. 
Beets.     Creamed  Celery. 
Roast  Pork,  Apple  Sauce. 
Lettuce,  French  Dressing. 
Pumpkin  Pies. 
Coffee. 
Lobster  Souv. — One  small  lobster,  three  pints  of  stock, 
three  tablespoonfuls  of  butter,  and  three  of  flour,  a  little 
cayenne  and  salt  to  taste.     Break  up  the  body  of  the  lob- 
ster aud  cut  off  the  scraggy  parts  of  the  meat.     Pour  over 
these  and  the  body  the  stock.     If  there  is  coral  in  the  lob- 
ster, pound  it  and  use  also.     Boil  twenty  minutes.     Cook 
the  butter  and  flour  until  smooth,  but  not   brown.     Stir 
into  the  cooking  mixture  and  add  the  seasoning.     Boil 
two   minutes  and  strain  into  a  saucepan.     Have  the  re- 
mainder of  the  lobster  meat — that  found   in   the  tail  and 
claws— cut  up  very  fine,  and  add  to  the  soup.     Boil  up 
once  and  serve. 


—  Knox's  Sparkling  Gelatine  received 
the  only  medal  at  World's  Fair.  The  new  granu- 
lated package  dissolves  in  two  minutes.  Makes  one 
pint  more  jelly  than  shred.     Ask  your  grocer  for  it. 


(yticura 


the  great 
SKIN  CURE 

Instantly  Relieves 

TORTURING 
Skin    Diseases 


And  the  most  distressing  forms  of  itching, 
burning,  bleeding,  and  scaly  skin,  scalp,  and 
blood  humors  and.  points  to  a  speedy  cure 
when  all  other  remedies  and  the  best  physi- 
cians fail.  CuTicrjRA  Works  Wonders,  and 
its  cures  of  torturing,  disfiguring,  humiliating 
humors  are  the  most  wonderful  on  record. 

Sold  throughout  tbe  world.  Price,  Resolve vt, 
$1;  Ointment,  Sue;  N0AP,2.ric.  PottlbDkuq 
AND  Chem.  Corp.,  Role  rrr>r>s.,  Boston. 

"  How  to  Cure  Skin  and  Lliuud  Uumors,"  free. 


THE  HOTEL  RICHELIEU 

N.  E.  Cor.  Van  Ness  and  Myrtle  Avenues. 


The    Principal    and    Finest 

Family    Hotel  of  San  Francisco. 
Special    Pride    Taken    in    the 

Excellence    of  the    Cuisine. 
Elegantly    Furnished    Rooms 

Single    and    En    Suite. 
Permanent   Guests    "Will    he 

Given   Special    Kates. 
Elevator  Rune  Day  and  Night. 


HOTEL  RICHELIEU  CO. 


HOTEL  PLEASANTON 

N.  W.  corner  Sutter  and  Jones  Streets. 

. — ^-.,  ,_.»  Centrally  located  and 

"  -  adjacent  to  all  of  the 

6i     <w      J^ ..  principal     cable-  car 

B  lines.  A  fashionable 
■'  .  ■-.'.-:  '..  -'.el.  having 
all  of  the  latest  mod- 
e  r  n  improvements. 
Sunny  and  elegantly 
furnished  rooms,  en 
suite,  with  baths,  or 
single.  Cuisine  un- 
surpassed. Sanitary 
plumbing.  Passenger 
elevator.  Billiard 
Parlor.     Barber  shop. 

O.  M.  BBEMAN,  Proprietor. 

-:-    THE    COLONIAL    -:- 

PINE    AND     JONES    STS. 

New,    Elegantly    furnished    Family    Hotel. 

STRICTLY    FIRST-CLASS. 

Central  to  all  Lines  of  cars. 


Unexcelled  in  Appointments. 
Unsurpassed  in  Cuisine. 

THE    PALACE   HOTEL 


GUESTS  ENTERTAINED  ON  EITHER 

THE  AMERICAN  OR  EUROPEAN 

PLAN. 


THE    GRILL    ROOM 

A  UNIQUE  INNOVATION. 

Is  the  Most  Elegant  Dining  Apartment  for 
Men  in  San'  Francisco. 

Rates  Moderate. 


BALLENBERG'S  ORCHESTRA 

Furnishes  the  latest  European  and  East- 
ern Dance  Music  for  all  kinds  of 
Social    Gatherings. 

THE      PIONEER      ORCHESTRA 

Established  here  for  a  Quarter  of  a  Century 
Address  N.    BALLENBERC, 

In  Care  of  Sherman,  Clay  &  Co. 


THE  LURLINE 

Salt- Water  Baths, 

Larkin  and  Bush  Sts, 


Clearance  Sale   of   Books 

At  Greatly  Reduced  Prices.     Beginning  Monday,  November  19th.       OPEN     EVENINGS. 

DODGE   BOOK   AND    STATIONERY   CO. 

SUCCESSORS    TO     O.     BEACH, 
XOrT    JVtOWTG-OMEUT     ST..    On;>.  Occidental 


THE        ARGONAUT. 


December  17,  1894. 


:e    t: 


"Sunset 
Limited" 

THE  NEW  TRANSCONTINENTAL  FLYER 


-OF  THE  — 


Southern  Pacific  Company 

—  COMMENCING  — 

Thursday,    |\|OV-      |?      |894 


Running:     every     Thursday     until 
further  notice, 


-BETWEES- 


AND 


San  Francisco 
New  Orleans 


79 

HOURS 


OVER  THE  POPULAR 


Sunset  Route 


The  favorite  Route  of  America  for 
"Winter  Travel. 

A  SUPERBIT  EQUIPPED 

Solid  Vestibuled  Train 


—  CONSISTING  OF  - 


Pullman  Palace  Double    Drawing-Room   Sleeping-Cars, 

Dining  -  Cars,  and    Composite  -  Cars,    with     Buffet, 

Smoldng-Room,  Bath-Room,  and  Barber  Shop, 

BRILLIANTLY    LIGHTED    BY     PINTSCH    GAS. 


NO  EXTRA  CHARGE, 

All   first-class   tickets,    local   and   through,   honored   for 
passage.     Sleeping-Car  Berths  at  Regular  Rates. 


Dlning-Car  Service  Best  Obtainable. 

Meals  a  la  Carte. 


Immediate  connections  at   New  Orleans  with  trains  for 
Chicago,  St.  Louis,  Cincinnati,  Louis- 
ville, and  Memphis ; 

also,  with  LIMITED  TRAINS  of  the 

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their  pennies."  Cohenstein  (inspecting  it  closely) — 
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"  Don't  you  dare  to  touch  me,"  she  shouted,  "  or 
I'll  scream  as  loud  as  I  can  !  " — Cincinnati  Tribune. 

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and  I  are  two  souls  with  but  a  single  thought."  The 
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one  more  than  your  mother  and  I  had  when  we 
were  married."  Then  he  gave  her  his  blessing. — 
Puck. 

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"  That  first  room  was  furnished  with  the  spoil  of  a 
battle  in  Spain.  The  next  with  the  booty  secured 
after  a  siege  in  Flanders.  Here  is  the  Turkish 
room.  One  of  my  ancestors  brought  all  these 
things  back  after  a  campaign  in  the  East."  Visitor 
— "  1  notice  that  the  furniture  in  this  room  is  an- 
tique French."  The  count — "  Another  ancestor 
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Visitor — "  You  have  also,  I  see,  a  large  amount  of 
expensive  furniture  which  is  decidedly  modern." 
Tlie  count — "  Yes,  I  bagged  an  American  heiress." 
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TABLE    OF    CONTENTS. 


Editorial:  The  Fifty- Fourth  Congress — Necessity  of  a  Special  Session — 
Pressing  Local  Questions — New  Conditions  that  Call  for  New  Legis- 
lation— General  Booth  in  California — The  Work  of  the  Salvation 
Army  —  Dr.  Parkhurst's  Success  in  Working  Reforms  —  Carlisle's 
Currency  Plan — Decadence  of  Chase's  National-Bank  System — What 
the  Baltimore  Plan  is — Difference  between  Money  and  Currency — 
Why  the  United  States  Issued  Paper  Money — Shall  the  Government 
Embark  in  Banking? — The  Death  of  Robert  Louis  Stevenson — A 
Consideration  of  his  Works  and  Influence — The  Charm  of  his  Early 
Essays  and  the  Fascination  of  his  Tales— His  Revival  of  Romanticism 
—The  Pooling  Bill 1-3 

The  Winning  of  the  Widder:  A  Frontier  Sketch.  By  Lester 
Ketchum 4 

Current  Verse:  "To  My  Beef  Tea,"  "The  Modern  Romance" 4. 

The  Metropolitan  Chorus:  Antique  Ladies  from  Sunny  Italy  Re- 
placed by  Young  and  Indigenous  Vocalists — Keen  Competition  for 
Places — A  Chance  for  Ambitious  Young  Women  —  Stage-Struck 
Maidens  also  in  "The  Masqueraders" — Grace  and  Beauty  in  the  Un- 
speaking  "Guests" — Fanny  Davenport  in  "Gismonda,"  the  Amer- 
ican Version  of  Sardou's  New  Play — Things  at  the  Other  Theatres. .     4 

Women's  Newspapers:  The  Kind  of  Thing  that  Women  Read — Dress, 
Domestics,  and  Decoration — Clever  Analysis  of  the  Feminine  Press 
by  an  English  Woman  Journalist 5 

Baby  McGlorv  :  A  Little  Study  in  Heredity  and  Environment.  By 
Annie  E.  P.  SeariDg 6 

Harry  Dam's  New  Play  :  A  Success  Scored  in  London  by  an  Ex-San 
Franciscan — English  Misinformation  about  the  Author — What  he  has 
Done  since  Leaving  this  City — Other  Essays  in  Playwriting — The 
Story  of  "The  Shop  Girl" — Something  about  the  Composer,  Ivan 
Caryll— His  Wife,  Geraldine  Ulmar— "  The  Shop  Girl "  a  Success 6 

Literary  Notes:  Personal  and  Miscellaneous  Gossip — New  Publica- 
tions  7-8-0 

Sonnets  of  the  Wingless  Hours:  "On  the  Horses  of  St.  Mark," 
"  The  Ring  of  Faustus,"  "A  Spanish  Legend,"  "  Idle  Charon,"  "  The 
Obol,"  "  A  Flight  from  Glory."     By  Eugene  Lee-Hamilton 0 

Drama:  The  Henderson  Extravaganza  Company  in  "Aladdin,  Jr." — 
Stage  Gossip 10 

Individualities:  Notes  About  Prominent  People  all  Over  the- World 11 

Vanity  Fair:  Fashionable  Mothers  the  Cause  of  Revolted  Daughters — 
The  Sentimental  Interest  in  Celibates — New  York's  Swell  Bicycling 
Club — Men's  Harshness  in  Judging  Women — The  Difficulties  of  Amer- 
icans Getting  Married  in  Germany — Diners-Out's  Tips  to  Servants.. .  12 

Storyettes:  Grave  and  Gay,  Epigrammatic  and  Otherwise — A  Rebuff 
for  a  Cross-Examining  Lawyer — A  Young  Chesterfield — Brushed  his 
Teeth  with  Aunty— What  the  Kentucky  Girl  Wanted  to  See— Offen- 
bach's Egotism — A  Double  Foot-Ball  Team — The  German  Soldier's 
Perplexity — Why  the  Mother  Bought  a  Cheap  Hat— Father  Healy's 
Wit— Standing  In  with  Providence  — The  Devil  from  the  Pitt — A 
Gallant  Lieutenant 13 

Songs  of  Football:  "The  Blue  and  the  Crimson,"  "At  the  Game/' 
"  The  Vassar  Girl's  Lament " 13 

Society:  Movements  and  Whereabouts — Notes  and  Gossip — Army  and 
Navy  News 14-15 

The  Alleged  Humorists:  Paragraphs  Ground  out  by  the  Dismal  Wits 
of  the  Day * 16 


The  Fifty-Fourth  Congress,  which  has  just  been  elected 
oy  the  people,  ought  to  meet  in  March,  1895. 

If  President  Cleveland  can  rise  above  purely  partisan 
feelings,  let  him  call  a  special  session  of  the  new  Congress. 
the  people  have  registered  their  verdict  at  the  polls.  That 
'erdict  is  distrust  of  the  Democratic  Congress.  It  is  too 
nuch  to  ask  them  to  wait  twelve  long  months  for  their 
vill  to  be  carried  out.  Unless  the  new  Congress  is  con- 
'ened  by  President  Cleveland  in  special  session,  it  will  not 
neet  until  December,  1895.  There  is  much  for  it  to  do. 
t  is  not  probable  that  the  Carlisle  plan  of  currency  reform 
<an  be  carried  out  during  the  few  weeks  remaining  to  the 
xpiring  Fifty-Third  Congress.  There  is  much  opposition 
p  it,  even  among  Democrats.  The  reform  of  the  currency 
?ill  doubtless  be  a  legacy  left  over  by  the  Democratic  House 
p  its  Republican  successor.  As  to  the  Nicaragua  Onal 
ill,  even  if  that  passes  the  present  House,  there  will  remain 


the  active  carrying  on  of  the  initial  steps  of  that  great  work. 
It  should  be  begun  at  once. 

President  Cleveland  need  have  no  fear  of  harm  to  his 
party  in  convening  Congress  in  special  session.  The  most 
ardent  protectionists,  after  so  many  months  of  Democratic 
ante  and  post-mortem  tariff-panic,  are  disposed  to  let  the 
tariff  alone.  The  Democratic  Sugar  Trust  tariff  is  not 
a  very  good  tariff  and  it  is  not  a  very  honest  tariff,  but  it  is  a 
tariff,  and  any  tariff  is  better  than  none  at  all,  which  is  what 
we  have  practically  had  ever  since  the  Democrats  went  into 
power.  There  is  no  disposition  on  the  part  of  the  Republi- 
cans to  reenact  the  McKinley  tariff.  Like  their  Democratic 
fellow-citizens,  they  have  been  so  hard  hit  by  the  Democratic 
hard  times  that  all  they  want  is  a  quiet  life — for  a  time,  at 
least.  Let  us  all  try  and  get  the  country  out  of  the  hole  into 
which  the  Democrats  have  hauled  it  instead  of  quarrel- 
ing as  to  how  we  shall  haul  it  out.  Even  under  a  Demo- 
cratic administration  and  a  Democratic  Sugar  Trust  tariff  it 
is  possible  to  exist  and  to  do  business — not  very  well,  it  is 
true,  but  it  is  possible. 

If  President  Cleveland  should  so  convene  Congress,  he 
would  rise  above  party  and  win  the  gratitude  of  the  people. 
The  people  are  impatient.  There  are  certain  things  that 
they  want  done.  The  newly  elected  representatives  to  Con- 
gress have  all  received  instructions  from  their  constituents. 
In  this  State,  for  example,  there  is  not  one  of  the  men  just 
elected  to  Congress  who  does  not  entertain  very  decided 
impressions  as  to  the  views  of  the  people  of  this  State  on 
the  question  of  refunding  the  Union  and  Central  Pacific 
debt  to  the  government.  This  is  distinctively  a  Pacific 
Slope  question,  and  excites  no  interest  in  the  East  ;  but  all 
over  the  Union  there  are  similar  local  questions,  of  equal 
import  to  the  localities  where  they  arise.  The  people  want 
them  settled.     They  do  not  want  to  wait  a  year. 

When  the  present  system  of  electing  and  convening  Con- 
gress became  the  law  of  the  land,  events  moved  much  more 
slowly  than  they  do  to-day.  There  were  no  railroads  and  no 
telegraphs  then.  In  those  deliberate  days  a  lapse  of  months 
mattered  little.  It  took  weeks,  and  sometimes  months,  for 
the  results  of  elections  to  reach  the  national  capital ;  it  took 
a  similar  length  of  time  for  newly  elected  members  of  Con- 
gress to  hear  from  their  national  committees  in  Washington, 
and  to  travel  to  and  from  there.  Therefore  the  lapse  of 
over  a  year  between  the  election  and  the  convening  of  a  new 
Congress  did  not  seem  over  long.  But  in  these  days  of 
speedy  locomotion  and  rapid  transmission  of  intelligence, 
such  delay  has  become  antiquated  and  absurd.  It  is  not  a 
thwarting,  but  it  is  a  retarding  of  the  people's  will. 

There  is  no  constitutional  country  in  the  world  to-day 
where  so  long  a  time  elapses  between  the  election  and  the 
convening  of  the  legislative  body  as  in  the  United  States. 
There  are  many  monarchical  countries  which  more  speedily 
register  the  popular  verdict.  England  in  this  respect  is  in- 
finitely more  democratic  than  we.  After  the  dissolution  of 
a  Parliament  through  a  vote  of  want  of  confidence  in  a 
cabinet,  it  is  not  a  matter  of  months  but  of  days  before  a 
new  Parliament  assembles,  fresh  from  the  people. 

If  the  Fifty-Fourth  Congress  should  be  called  together 
immediately  on  the  legislative  death  of  the  Fifty-Third,  the 
people  would  have  an  opportunity  to  consider  tne  advisability 
of  so  changing  the  law  as  to  make  that  procedure  the  usual 
and  legal  one.  They  might  also  be  then  brought  to  consider 
the  expediency  of  abolishing  the  present  plan  of,  having  a 
Congress  remain  in  existence  for  three  months  after  a  new 
one  has  been  elected.  It  has  often  happened,  as  it  has  this 
year,  that  the  people  have  repudiated  a  Congress  which  yet 
existed  and  legislated  for  three  months  after  it  was  politically 
dead. 

Convene  the  Fifty-Fourth  Congress,  then,  Mr.  Cleveland, 
as  soon  as  the  Fifty-Third  is  done.  You  have  nothing  to 
fear — you  have  your  veto — and  you  have  everything  to  gain, 
including  the  good  will  of  the  people,  who  do  not  at  present 
entertain  for  you  the  kindliest  of  feelings. 

The  visit  of  General  Booth  of  the  Salvation  Army  nat- 
urally suggests  inquiry  into  his   purposes  and  his  methods. 


Originally  his  aim  was  to  ameliorate  the  condition  of  the 
poor  through  an  organization  known  as  the  Christian  Mis- 
sion ;  fifteen  years  ago,  the  mission  became  a  military  or- 
ganization, and  took  the  name  of  the  Salvation  Army,  though 
the  purpose  remained  the  same.  Its  plan  was  based  on 
Methodist  revivalism,  differing  from  it  in  that  it  sought 
permanent  action,  and  did  not  propose  to  follow  periods  of 
wild  religious  enthusiasm  by  periods  of  reaction  into  indif- 
ferentism.  Although  its  name  implied  a  connection  with  the 
Christian  faith  and  its  rites  embraced  preaching,  prayer,  and 
psalm-singing,  the  Salvation  Army's  main  objective  was  to 
help  the  bodies  and  minds  of  its  converts,  as  well  as  to  save 
their  souls.  General  Booth  preaches  the  gospel  of  morality, 
hope,  cleanliness,  self-helpfulness  among  the  poor  and  the 
degraded,  and  he  seems  to  take  in  Christianity  merely  be- 
cause it  contains  the  best  moral  code  we  know.  The  chief 
office  of  his  subordinates  in  Darkest  England  is  to  visit  the 
very  poor,  some  of  whom  it  takes  to  the  shelter  home,  to 
tend  the  sick,  to  make  the  rooms  of  the  destitute  tidy,  and 
to  supply  babies  and  sick  women  with  the  necessaries  of  life. 
There  is  nothing  sectarian  in  their  work. 

When  the  army  was  first  recruited,  it  encountered  indiffer- 
ence, contempt,  and  derision.  It  was  often  scoffed  at  by 
press  and  pulpit,  and  in  some  places  its  officers  were  ar- 
rested on  charges  of  disturbing  the  peace  by  singing  in  the 
street.  No  person  of  character  had  the  courage  to  appear 
as  its  abettor.  But  it  persevered,  and  now  it  has  on  its 
muster  roll  in  all  countries  together,  2,000,000  privates  and 
1 1,000  officers  ;  2,000  of  the  former  hailing  from  California. 
Contempt  of  the  army  has  vanished,  and  the  army  banner 
commands  respect  even  in  the  lowest  dives,  where  the  out- 
casts of  society  assemble. 

A  companion  picture  is  presented  by  the  work  of  Dr. 
Parkhurst  in  New  York.  When  he  began  his  work  of  in- 
vestigation and  purification  by  invading- dens  of  iniquity  in 
person,  the  respectable  classes  were  shocked  and  horrified. 
It  was  said  to  be  infamous  for  a  clergyman  to  visit  gambling- 
houses  and  houses  of  ill-fame.  The  fat  and  greasy  citizen 
sneered  at  him.  The  police  denied  his  statements  of  fact, 
and  were  hardly  restrained  from  laying  their  clubs  upon  his 
head.  It  was  scarcely  considered  respectable  to  be  in  any 
way  connected  with  him.  But  he  persevered  like  Booth, 
and  now  the  revelations  of  the  Lexow  Committee  show  that 
the  only  fault  that  can  be  found  with  him  is  that  he  did  not 
say  enough.  He  has  done  more  to  purify  the  air  of  New 
York  than  all  the  churches,  and  all  the  moralists,  and  all  the 
newspapers  have  done  in  a  quarter  of  a  century. 

The  torch  which  these  two  men  have  carried  into  dark 
places  has  brought  to  light  a  mass  of  infamy,  misery,  vice, 
and  crime  which  the  average  citizen  has  not  suspected.  The 
respectable  man,  who  goes  to  church,  pays  his  taxes,  sub- 
scribes to  charitable  institutions,  and  thanks  God  that  he  is 
not  as  publicans  are,  never  realized  that  he  lived  in  so  vile  a 
world.  His  clergyman  never  lifted  the  man-trap  from  the 
seething  sewer  of  putrescence ;  his  newspaper  never  told 
him  that  the  institutions  he  supported  were  begetting  villainy, 
wretchedness,  and  squalor  indescribable.  For  his  knowledge 
of  the  fact,  he  is  indebted  to  the  labors  of  two  volunteers. 
Sleek  ministers  have  preached  to  him  every  Sunday  morning 
on  the  unseemliness  of  sin  and  the  rewards  of  faith,  and 
newspapers  have  demonstrated  that  if  the  politicians  of  their 
party  were  placed  in  power,  and  the  politicians  of  the  other 
party  thrust  out,  things  would  be  better  generally.  But  no 
one,  till  now,  has  laid  before  his  face  the  proof  that  the 
machinery  of  government,  which  was  organized  by  him- 
self and  his  friends,  and  was  supposed  to  be  a  triumph  of 
civilized  ingenuity,  is  really  the  cause  of  the  foulness  which 
reeks  in  the  public  air. 

At  the  present  time,  the  darkest  spot  which  has  been  re- 
vealed is  in  England.  That  is  an  old  country,  and  the 
pauper,  the  thief,  the  profligate,  and  the  drunkard  have  been 
propagating  their  species  for  many  generations,  and  have 
grown  more  degraded  as  the  pressure  for  food  has  become 
more  acute.  But  we  are  probably  not  far  behind.  So  long 
as  this  country  contained  vast  areas  of  fertile,  unoccupie 
land,  it  was  possible  to  maintain  the  price  of  labor  at 


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ARGONAUT. 


December  24,  1894. 


which  were  out  of  proportion  to  the  market  value  of  other 
commodities,  and  the  consequence  was  that  one  of  the  chief 
causes  of  crime  and  vice — pauperism — was  not  widely  prev- 
alent. Labor  unions  were  able  to  insist  on  a  preposterous 
standard  of  wages,  and  the  laborer  and  his  children  were 
saved  from  temptation.  That  halcyon  era  is  now  drawing 
to  a  close.  Land  commands  such  prices  that  it  is  out  of  the 
reach  of  the  impecunious.  Failing  to  secure  farms  at  nom- 
inal prices,  young  men  are  Hocking  to  the  cities  and  com- 
peting with  each  other  in  a  cut-throat  struggle  for  work. 
The  result  will  be  that  the  price  of  labor  will  fall  almost  as 
low  as  it  is  in  Europe,  and  that  poverty  will  entail  its  usual 
consequences  in  the  shape  of  vice,  crime,  and  demoraliza- 
tion. We  see  the  beginning  of  the  revolution  in  the  violent 
strikes  among  the  foreigners  who  are  engaged  at  New  York 
in  industries  which  depend  on  the  use  of  the  needle.  The 
conditions  here  are  rapidly  approximating  those  in  Europe, 
and  the  Salvation  Army  has  found  no  need  of  material  to 
work  upon. 

It  is  a  matter  of  congratulation  that  both  of  these  move- 
ments against  ignorance,  vice,  and  crime — that  of  Dr.  Park- 
hurst  in  New  York  and  that  of  the  Salvation  Army  through- 
out the  world — have  sprung  from  Protestant  Christianity. 
The  Roman  Catholic  Church  has  met  the  Salvation  Army 
with  dislike  where  it  has  not  met  it  with  hostility.  The 
Roman  Catholic  Church  in  New  York  city,  through  the  per- 
son of  Archbishop  Corrigan,  its  titular  head,  has  endeavored 
to  do  what  it  could  to  hamper  the  Lexow  Committee  and 
Dr.  Parkhurst  in  their  efforts  to  expose  vice  and  punish  offi- 
cial criminals.  It  is  not  a  thing  to  be  proud  of.  It  is  due  to 
the  fact  that  the  implicated  police  commissioners,  the  criminal 
police  captains  and  police  officers,  and  the  Tammany  lead- 
ers, who  shared  their  ill-gotten  gains,  are  Roman  Catholics. 
Doubtless  there  are  many  wealthy  Roman  Catholics  who 
could  not  without  a  shock  compare  Bishop  Corrigan,  in  his 
purple  and  scarlet  and  lawn,  with  General  Booth,  in  his  Sal- 
vation Army  uniform.  But  when  bishop  and  general  appear 
at  the  foot  of  the  throne,  who  will  have  done  the  most  for 

mankind  ? 

— ^ 

Secretary  Carlisle  has  laid  before  Congress  a  financial 
scheme.  It  has  long  been  obvious  that  the  national-bank 
system,  which  was  devised  by  Mr.  Chase  in  the  throes  of 
the  Civil  War,  and  which,  on  the  whole,  has  worked  so  well, 
has  survived  its  adaptability  to  the  present  conditions  of 
trade.  It  is  a  mere  question  of  time  when  the  national 
banks  in  the  East  will  surrender  their  circulation  entirely, 
there  being  no  profit  in  keeping  it  afloat,  and  the  volume  of 
national-bank  currency  floated  in  the  West,  though  profitable 
in  consequence  of  the  high  current  rate  of  interest,  is  too 
small  to  serve  to  justify  the  system.  As  to  the  legal-tender 
notes,  they  never  were  anything  but  a  forced  loan.  For  a 
decade  at  least,  it  has  been  plain  that  a  complete  reconstruc- 
tion of  our  currency  has  become  inevitable. 

A  variety  of  plans  have  been  suggested,  but  all  were  based 
on  the  necessity  of  calling  in  at  least  a  portion  of  the  six 
hundred  odd  millions  of  legal-lender  notes  and  national- 
bank  notes  ;  and  this  in  the  South  and  West  would  have  been 
viewed  as  currency  contraction  and  would  have  been  fatal 
to  the  party  which  attempted  it.  A  plan  was  lately  devised  in 
the  East  which  is  known  as  the  Baltimore  plan.  This  re- 
lieved the  national  banks  from  the  obligation  of  depositing 
bonds  for  the  redemption  of  their  notes,  but  required  them, 
instead,  to  deposit  five  per  cent,  of  their  circulation  in  United 
States  notes  as  a  primary  redemption  fund,  and,  as  a 
secondary  resource,  gave  the  government  a  prior  lien  on  the 
assets  of  the  banks  and  a  prior  claim  on  the  individual  lia- 
bility of  the  stockholders,  to  be  enforced  until  the  entire  cir- 
culation had  been  redeemed.  With  these  provisions,  it  does 
not  seem  that  the  Baltimore  plan  proposed  any  restriction 
on  the  volume  of  notes  which  a  national  bank  might  issue. 

Upon  this  plan  Secretary  Carlisle  has  built  up  his  system, 
which  differs  from  the  Baltimore  plan,  in  that  it  requires  the 
banks  to  deposit  with  the  Treasury  an  amount  of  United 
States  notes  equal  to  thirty  per  cent,  of  their  circulation,  in 
addition  to  the  primary  reserve  of  five  per  cent.,  and  that  it 
contemplates  a  joint  and  several  responsibility  of  all  the 
banks  in  an  "insurance  system"  for  the  liability  of  each  one 
of  them  for  their  circulation.  The  Secretary  argues  that 
this  plan  would  impart  elasticity  to  the  system. 

The  principles  of  finance  and  currency  are  a  dark  mystery 
to  the  general  public.  It  is  sometimes  difficult  to  explain  to 
one  who  is  otherwise  intelligent  that  currency  is  not  money  ; 
that  currency  may  be  abundant  when  money  is  tight ;  and 
that  currency  may  be  scarce  when  the  rate  of  interest  is  low. 
Money  is  the  accumulation  of  profits,  which  may  be  repre- 
sented by  land,  or  houses,  or  bonds,  or  cash  in  bank. 
Currency  is  a  token  which  is  used  in  exchanges  of  property, 
and  is  necessary  for  the  transaction  of  commercial  business 
when  checks,  or  drafts,  or  bills  of  exchange  are  not  avail- 
able. Thus  there  is  no  warrant  for  the  wild  notion,  which 
prevails  in  parts  of  the  West  and  South,  that  business  would 
boom  if  more  forced  loans  in  the  shape  of  paper  dollars 


were  contracted  by  the  nation.  Business  becomes  slack 
when  confidence  is  impaired  and  an  undefined  dread  of  the 
future  spreads  through  the  commercial  class.  The  slack- 
ness has  no  necessary  connection  with  the  volume  of  cur- 
rency afloat. 

In  the  coming  financial  discussion,  two  questions  will 
come  to  the  front.  First,  is  there  any  necessity  for  the  use 
of  paper  money  in  this  country,  except  for  the  convenience 
of  travelers,  and  second,  what  business  has  the  United  States 
Government  to  embark  in  the  banking  business,  either  as  a 
redemption  agency  or  otherwise? 

Paper  money  became  a  medium  of  exchange  in  the  United 
States  at  a  time  when  the  supply  of  the  precious  metals  was 
so  limited  that  there  was  not  enough  of  either  to  supply  the 
necessary  number  of  tokens.  At  the  time  California  passed 
into  American  hands,  there  was  absolutely  no  gold  and  very 
little  silver  in  the  States  west  of  the  Alleghanies.  Paper 
dollars  were  necessary ;  if  they  had  not  existed,  trade  would 
have  resolved  itself  into  mere  barter,  as  indeed  it  had  done 
in  the  early  decades  of  the  century  in  the  Southern  States 
and  on  the  Lower  Mississippi.  Within  the  life-time  of  men 
still  in  full  vigor,  merchandise  was  measured  at  Louisville  in 
hams,  tobacco,  and  jack-knives.  The  man  who  in  that  day 
founded  a  bank  of  issue  was  a  public  benefactor,  even  if  he 
did  not  redeem  his  notes  and  never  intended  to.  But  this 
rudimentary  stage  of  existence  long  ago  passed  away.  The 
banks  of  Chicago,  Milwaukee,  St.  Louis,  Louisville,  and 
Kansas  City  have  ample  reserves  of  gold  and  silver,  and 
legal  tenders  redeemable  on  demand  in  coin  at  Washington. 
For  forty  years  gold  has  been  abundant  at  Philadelphia, 
New  York,  and  Boston.  There  is  no  earthly  reason  why  all 
the  commercial  exchanges  of  the  day  should  not  be  effected 
at  these  centres  in  gold,  or  why  any  citizen  should  carry 
round  in  his  pocket  filthy,  ragged  shin-plasters,  repre- 
senting money,  except  that  it  is  the  fashion  to  do  so.  Eng- 
land and  France  effect  their  exchanges  in  coin  ;  so  does  Cal- 
ifornia ;  why  should  not  the  Eastern  States  settle  the  vexed 
questions  of  a  paper  currency  by  wiping  it  out  ? 

What  warrant  there  is  for  government  going  into  the 
banking  business  at  all  is  a  tough  conundrum.  The  Bank 
of  England  and  the  old  banks  of  Italy  and  Spain  were  estab- 
lished to  lend  money  to  the  governments  ;  the  banks  got 
monopolies  of  certain  branches  of  business  and  advanced 
money  to  the  governments  in  return.  Our  first  three  great 
banks,  the  Bank  of  North  America  and  the  two  banks  of 
the  United  States,  were  started  to  help  the  government  out 
of  financial  embarrassments.  So  the  national  banks  of 
1862  were  established  by  Mr.  Chase  to  float  government 
loans.  Thus,  by  force  of  habit,  there  has  come  to  be  a  con- 
nection— which  has  no  warrant  in  principle — between  gov- 
ernment and  the  banks,  and  the  former  has  always  stood 
in  a  paternal  light  toward  the  latter.  But  is  there  any  rea- 
son why  Congress  should  manage  banks  rather  than  tanneries, 
or  distilleries,  or  woolen-mills  ?  The  business  of  banking  has 
no  dependence  on  the  conduct  of  public  affairs.  The  proper 
business  of  a  bank  is  to  receive  money  from  those  who  have 
it,  and  to  lend  it  to  those  who  want  it.  An  issue  depart- 
ment is  not  a  necessary  branch  of  a  bank,  and  under  a 
sound  banking  system,  such  as  we  have  in  this  State,  will 
rarely  be  an  adjunct.  Business  would  be  safer  and  banking 
business  more  satisfactory  if  there  were  no  banks  of  issue 
anywhere;  if  the  government  called  in  its  notes,  and  com- 
mercial exchanges  were  effected  with  the  aid  of  gold  and  sil- 
ver, of  which  we  have  some  $1,200,000,000  in  actual  or  po- 
tential coinage.  The  people  of  the  East  object  to  handling 
specie.  Let  them  get  over  their  horror  of  coin.  England 
has  no  paper  money  for  less  than  five  pounds;  France  has  no 
paper  money  for  less  than  a  hundred  francs  ;  yet  both 
countries  are  said  to  do  a  large  business — almost  as  large 
as  that  of  either  New  York,  Philadelphia,  or  Boston,  although 
Eastern  people  may  not  believe  it. 


The  man  who  revived  the  ancient  art  of  story-telling  is 
dead.  The  magic  pen  has  fallen  from  the  hand  of  Robert 
Louis  Stevenson. 

Some  twelve  or  fifteen  years  ago  the  Argonaut  reprinted 
an  occasional  story  from  the  English  magazines,  coming 
from  a  new  writer.  One  of  the  most  striking  of  these 
was  "  Thrawn  Janet" — an  uncanny  Scotch  story  of  a  woman 
possessed  of  a  devil.  It  was  unsigned.  Others  followed — 
also  unsigned.  A  number  of  these  we  reprinted — not  know- 
ing who  the  writer  was,  but  convinced  that  they  were  from 
the  same  hand.  Among  these  earlier  stories  were  "  Will  of 
the  Mill,"  "The  Treasure  of  Franchard,"  "The  Sire  de 
Maletroit's  Door,"  and  "  The  Pavilion  on  the  Links."  Over 
one  we  wavered — it  was  called  "  Habbakkuk  Jephson's 
Statement,"  and  appeared  in  Conutill.  It  seemed  to  be 
akin  to  the  other  stories,  yet  not  the  same.  It  was  gratify- 
ing to  find,  when  these  and  other  stories  appeared  in  book- 
form  over  the  name  of  Robert  Louis  Stevenson,  that  we  had 
been  correct  in  our  judgment.  They  were  all  from  the  same 
pen  except  the  last,  and  "  Habbakkuk  Jephson's  Statement" 


has  since  turned  out  to  be  by  A.  Conan   Doyle,  then  un- 
known. 

Upon  our  shelves  there  stand  a  score  of  volumes,  whicr 
include  the  stories,  the  essays,  and  the  poems  of  Stevenson 
When  his  collected  works  appeared,  the  essays,  too,  turner, 
out  to  be  old  friends.  They  had  appeared  anonymously  ir 
the  pages  of  the  English  and  Scottish  magazines.  Whc 
could  forget  such  charming  sketches  as  "Crabbed  Age  anc 
Youth, :)  "  On  Falling  in  Love,"  "Talks  and  Talkers,"  "flj 
Gossip  on  Romance,"  "  A  Penny  Plain  and  Two  Pence 
Colored,"  "  Samuel  Pepys,"  and  "  Francois  Villon,  Student 
Poet,  and  Housebreaker  "  ?  Of  his  poems  we  do  not  thinl 
so  much,  and  can  only  say,  as  an  English  reviewer  said  o. 
Oliver  Wendell  Holmes,  that  we  prefer  his  poetic  prose  tc 
his  prosaic  poetry. 

But  it  is  by  the  charm  of  his  stories  that  he  has  mosl 
moved  the  world.  It  took  time.  Stevenson  can  not  be  saic 
to  have  won  the  public  ear  until  he  published  "  Dr.  Jekyl 
and  Mr.  Hyde."  This  certainly  is  not  his  best  work.  Bui 
it  was  the  work  that  won  the  most  attention.  It  was  a  little 
irritating  to  one  who  knew  and  loved  his  Stevenson — whc 
had  made  the  "Inland  Voyage"  with  him,  who  had  flee 
with  him  and  errant  Prince  Otto,  who  had  sailed  with  hirr 
in  the  stanch  schooner  Hisftaniola  to  Treasure  Island,  whc 
had  wandered  through  miles  of  gas-lit  London  streets  wit! 
him  and  Prince  Florizel  of  Bohemia — it  was  irritating,  we  say 
to  such  a  one  to  be  asked  :  "  Oh,  have  you  read  '  Dr.  Jekyl 
and  Mr.  Hyde5?  It's  by  a  new  writer,  Stevenson,  and  it's 
not  half  bad."  But  such  was  the  experience  of  many  of  his 
early  admirers,  and  it  was  largely  due  to  the  vogue  won  by 
"Dr.  Jekyli  and  Mr.  Hyde"  that  Stevenson  ceased  to  be  £ 
struggling  author.  Yet  some  of  his  most  charming  wort 
was  done  before  that  book  appeared. 

One  of  the  striking  phases  of  Stevenson's  art  is  his 
power  of  materializing  his  pictures,  so  to  speak.  A  recen' 
writer  has  said  that  whenever  he  thinks  of  "Treasure 
Island,"  he  can  always  see  the  scene  where  one-legged  Long 
John  Silver  kills  Sailor  Tom  on  Treasure  Island.  They  are 
talking,  and  Silver  tries  to  win  Tom  over  to  the  mutineers 

"' Silver,' said  Tom,  and  his  voice  shook,  like  a  taut  rope,  'a: 
sure  as  God  sees  me,  I'd  sooner  lose  my  hand.  If  I  turn  agin  m; 
dootv ' 

"  And  then,  all  of  a  sudden,  he  was  interrupted  by  a  noise.  Fai 
away,  out  in  the  marsh,  there  arose  a  sound  like  the  cry  of  anger 
then  one  horrid,  long-drawn  scream.  The  rocks  reechoed  it  a  score 
of  times  ;  the  whole  troop  of  marsh-birds  rose,  darkening  heavei 
with  a  simultaneous  whirr  ;  and  long  after  that  death-yell  was  stil 
ringing  in  my  brain,  silence  had  reestablished  its  empire,  and  onl; 
the  rustle  of  the  redescending  birds  and  the  boom  of  the  distan 
surges  disturbed  the  languor  of  the  afternoon. 

"Tom  had  leaped  at  the  sound,  like  ahorse  at  the  spur;  bu 
Silver  had  not  winked  an  eye.  He  stood  where  he  was,  resting 
lightly  on  his  crutch,  watching  his  companion  like  a  snake  about  t< 
spring. 

"  '  John  Silver,'  said  the  other,  '  in  heaven's  name  tell  me  what  wa: 
that  ? ' 

"  '  That  ?  '  returned  Silver,  smiling  away,  but  warier  than  ever,  hi 
eye  a  mere  pin-point  in  his  big  face,  but  gleaming  like  a  crumb  o 
glass.     '  That  ?    Oh,  I  reckon  that'll  be  Alan.' 

"  '  Alan  ! '  cried  Tom.  '  Then  rest  his  soul  for  a  true  seaman 
And  as  for  you,  John  Silver,  long  you've  been  a  mate  of  mine,  bu 
you're  a  mate  of  mine  no  more.  If  I  die  like  a  dog,  I'll  die  in  re; 
dooty.  You've  killed  Alan,  have  you  ?  Kill  me  too,  if  you  can.  Bu 
I  defies  you.' 

"  And  with  that  he  turned  his  back  and  set  off  walking  for  the  beach 
But  he  was  not  destined  to  go  far.  With  a  cry,  John  seized  tht 
branch  of  atree.  whipped  the  crutch  out  of  his  arm-pit,  and  sent  tha 
uncouth  missile  hurtling  through  the  air.  It  struck  poor  Tom,  poin 
foremost,  in  the  middle  of  his  back.  His  hands  flew  up,  he  gave  e 
sort  of  gasp,  and  fell.  Silver,  agile  as  a  monkey,  even  without  leg  O 
crutch,  was  on  the  top  of  him  the  next  moment,  and  had  twice  buriei 
his  knife  up  to  the  hilt  in  that  defenseless  body.  From  my  place  O 
ambush,  I  could  hear  him  pant  aloud  as  he  struck  the  blows. 

"  For  the  next  little  while  the  whole  world  swam  away  from  befon 
me  in  a  whirling  mist  ;  Silver  and  the  birds,  and  the  tall  Spy-glas 
hill-top,  going  round  and  round  and  topsy-turvy  before  my  eyes,  an< 
all  manner  of  bells  ringing,  and  distant  voices  shouting  in  my  ear. 

"  When  I  came  again  to  myself,  Silver  had  pulled  himself  together 
his  crutch  under  his  arm,  his  hat  upon  his  head.  Just  before  hin 
Tom  lay  motionless  upon  the  sward  ;  but  the  murderer  minded  hip 
not  a  whit,  cleansing  his  blood-stained  knife  the  while  upon  a  wisp  0 
grass.  Everything  else  was  unchanged,  the  sun  still  shining  mercilesslj 
on  the  steaming  marsh  and  the  tall  pinnacle  of  the  mountain,  and 
could  scarce  persuade  myself  that  a  human  life  had  been  cruelly  cU 
short  a  moment  since  before  my  eyes." 

Another  vivid  scene  is  that  aboard  the  brig  Covenant 
where  Alan  Breck  defends  the  round-house  door  with  his  dirt 
and  claymore  against  Captain  Hoseason  and  his  entire  crew 
armed  with  cutlasses.  So,  lo"0,  is  the  scene  in  the  heather 
where  Alan  and  David  have  a  bitter  quarrel,  although  thi 
red-coats  are  after  them,  a  price  upon  their  heads  as  thi 
supposed  murderers  of  "The  Red  Fox,"  Colin  Roy  Camp 
bell,  kinsman  of  the  great  Duke  of  Argyle. 

If  the  scenes  are  vivid,  so  are  the  personages  life-like  u 
Stevenson's  stories.  They  stand  out  from  the  page  in  higl 
relief.  No  book  of  his  should  ever  be  illustrated.  No  artis 
can  ever  picture  to  the  eye  Stevenson's  creations  as  tin 
reader  pictures  them  upon  the  camera  of  the  brain.  Ane 
what  marked  types  of  human  beings  live,  and  speak,  anc 
e  throughout  his  pages  !  Dreamy  Prince  Otto,  wh< 
reigned    over    the    by-gone     state    of     Grunewald  ;    red 


December  24,  1894. 


THE        ARGONAUT. 


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nosed  Doctor  Gotthold,  very  fond  of  books  and  in- 
ordinately fond  of  Rhein  wine,  cousin  and  friend  of 
Otto  of  Griinewald  ;  the  Princess  Seraphina,  loved 
of  Otto ;  the  Countess  von  Rosen,  who  has  the  ichor 
of  conspiracy  in  her  blood  ;  David  Balfour,  "of  Shaws," 
canny  Scot,  prudent,  cautious,  yet  honorable  and  brave 
withal  ;  Alan  Breck  Stewart,  who  never  failed  to  sneer  at 
David's  title  "  of  Shaws "  when  they  were  alone,  but  who, 
when  introducing  him,  "  rang  it  out  like  a  herald  "  ;  Squire 
Trelawney,  Dr.  Livesey,  and  Captain  Smollett,  stout-hearted 
Cornishmen  all ;  Billy  Bones,  Black  Dog,  Israel  Hands,  and 
Pew,  the  blind  pirate  ;  Long  John  Silver,  with  his  "  black 
heart  and  smiling,  blonde  face "  ;  Ben  Gunn,  who  has  been 
marooned  for  years  on  an  uninhabited  island,  and  who 
spends  his  nights  dreaming  of  civilization  and  cheese — prin- 
cipally of  cheese ;  Dr.  Desprez  and  Mme.  Desprez,  in 
"  The  Treasure  of  Franchard " — that  genial  doctor,  who 
drank  daily  at  dinner  half  a  bottle  of  good  Burgundy  plus  one 
glass,  while  madame  drank  the  other  half  of  the  bottle, 
minus  one  glass — that  dear  doctor,  who  grew  pettish  if  she 
took  the  extra  glass  ;  Will  o'  the  Mill,  who  spent  his  life 
watching  the  river  go  toward  the  sea,  "  where  the  great  cities 
are" — Will,  who  thought  he  loved  pretty  Marjory  but  never 
thought  to  tell  her  so  ;  and  last,  but  not  least,  Theophilus 
Goodall,  of  the  Bohemian  Cigar  Divan  in  Rupert  Street, 
Soho,  once  the  debonair  Prince  Florizel,  Lord  of  Seaboard 
Bohemia. 

But  the  list  would  be  long  were  we  to  continue.  There 
are  few  women  in  it.  Catriona,  the  Princess  Seraphina, 
Miss  Grant,  Uma — they  are  shadows  compared  to  the  men. 
Stevenson  believed  that  this  is  a  man's  world.  He  wrote  by 
preference  of  rovers.  The  commonplace  people  who  sit 
down  and  live  commonplace  lives,  and  do  the  same  things 
every  day,  did  not  please  him.  He  speaks  of  them  some- 
where as  "  anaemic  and  tailorish  persons."  Dislike  begets 
dislike.  As  he  did  not  like  them,  they  did  not  like  him. 
"  Anaemic  and  tailorish  persons  "  do  not  like  the  works  of 
Stevenson. 

But  he  was  a  strong  and  virile  writer,  and  he  founded  a 
school.  For  there  was  a  gangrene  eating  into  modern 
fiction — a  thing  called  realism — something  typified  by  Flau- 
bert, Zola,  and  the  Brothers  Goncourt  in  France,  George 
Moore  and  his  school  in  Great  Britain,  and  Howells  and 
James  in  America.  These  prophets  sang  a  dirge  over  the 
death  of  romance.  The  Anglo-American  branch  of  the 
brotherhood  wrote  volumes  in  which  nothing  in  particular 
occurred.  The  followers  of  the  Zola  clique  of  this  cult, 
headed  by  Mr.  George  Moore  in  Great  Britain,  carried  their 
"realism"  to  such  an  extent  that  at  times  it  affected  the 
stomach  instead  of  the  heart.  M.  Zola,  as  one  of  his  con- 
temporaries crisply  expressed  it,  became  the  apostle  of  "ce  qui 
pue."  It  was  at  this  period  of  danger  to  letters  that  Steven- 
son's romances  came  before  a  weary  and  a  waiting  world. 
The  old  love  of  the  story  in  the  human  heart — that  love 
which  can  never  be  extinguished  by  unnumbered  Howellses, 
by  innumerable  Jameses — sprang  at  once  to  life.  The  suc- 
cess of  Stevenson  inspired  others.  To-day  the  most  success- 
ful English-speaking  writers  are  the  band  of  younger  men 
who  have  followed  in  the  footsteps  of  Stevenson — such 
writers  as  Hall  Caine,  Stanley  J.  Weyman,  A.  Conan 
Doyle,  Arthur  Quiller  Couch,  Rudyard  Kipling,  and  last, 
but  not  least,  Anthony  Hope,  upon  whose  shoulders  the 
mantle  of  Stevenson  may  fall. 

This  fine  writer,  whom  posterity  will  call  great,  died  in  the 
South  Seas  through  which  he  had  sailed  for  so  many  thous- 
and miles.  He  tells  in  one  of  his  own  stories  of  Death  com- 
ing in  the  night  for  one  who  did  not  expect  him.  "  One  of 
the  servants  awoke,  and  heard  the  noise  of  horses  pawing  be- 
fore he  dropped  asleep  again  ;  all  down  the  valley  that  night 
there  was  a  rushing  as  of  a  smooth  and  steady  wind  de- 
scending toward  the  plain  ;  and  when  the  world  rose  next 
morning,  sure  enough  Will  had  at  last  gone  upon  his 
travels."  So  Death  came  to  him.  For,  much  as  he  had 
suffered  from  disease,  his  recent  letters  show  that  he  did  not 
expect  the  summons  now. 

Elsewhere  he  speaks,  as  he  always  does,  with  affection  of 
the  sea.  "  I  have  never,"  he  says,  "  seen  the  sea  quiet 
around  the  island.  The  sun  might  blaze  overhead,  the  air 
be  without  a  breath,  the  surface  smooth  and  blue,  but  still 
great  rollers  would  be  running  along  all  the  coast,  thunder- 
ing and  thundering  by  day  and  night." 

So  will  the  breakers  beat  and  the  surges  roll  around  the 
island  where  he  made  his  home  and  where  will  rest  his 
bones.  From  the  top  of  Mount  Pela,  where  lies  his  grave, 
a  thousand  feet  above  the  beach,  he  can  hear  the  sound  of 
the  sea  which  he  loved  so  well,  and  its  surge  and  thunder 
will  lull  him  to  a  long  and  dreamless  sleep. 

The  so-called  "  pooling  "  bill  has  passed  the  Democratic 
House  of  Representatives  by  a  vote  of  164  to  no,  and  has 
gone  to  the  Senate.  It  is  believed  that  it  will  pass  there, 
also.  The  action  of  the  Democratic  Senate  on  the  Sugar 
Trust  Tariff,  and  other  matters  where  trusts  and  corpora- 


tions are  concerned,  has  convinced  the  people  that  the 
Democratic  Senate  is  not  to  be  trusted.  By  this  bill  much 
of  the  interstate  commerce  law  is  set  aside,  and  it  provides 
that  it  shall  be  lawful  for  roads  to  enter  into  traffic  pools  or 
agreements,  which  become  lawful  and  enforceable  between  the 
parties  at  the  expiration  of  twenty  days  from  the  time  made. 
The  interstate  commission  may  make  an  order  disapproving 
of  such  contract  under  certain  conditions  which  are  specified 
in  the  act.  But  considering  the  weakness  shown  by  the 
interstate  commission  in  its  dealings  with  the  railroads 
hitherto,  it  is  not  probable  that  it  will  disapprove  of  the 
pooling  contracts.  By  this  new  law,  if  it  passes  the  Senate, 
it  will  be  possible  for  the  transcontinental  trunk  lines  to  enter 
into  an  agreement  making  a  marked  advance  in  rates  ;  when 
an  agreement  is  approved  by  the  interstate  commission, 
rate-cutting  would  be  prevented,  as  the  commission  would 
enforce  the  carrying  out  of  the  agreement  by  the  powers 
conferred  on  it  by  the  law.  At  present,  rates  are  regulated 
by  competition.  It  is  proposed  to  destroy  competition  by 
this  new  law. 

Under  the  old  system,  before  the  interstate  commerce 
law  was  passed,  the  people  were  at  the  mercy  of  the  rail- 
roads. Under  this  new  system,  the  people  will  be  still  more 
at  their  mercy,  for  the  railroads  will  be  banded  together  to 
prevent  treachery  (i.  e.,  rate-cutting)  among  themselves  by 
the  legal  penalties  of  the  interstate  commission. 

That  such  a  law  could  be  seriously  considered  by  an 
American  Congress  is  scarcely  credible,  but  it  has  not  only 
been  considered,  but  has  already  passed  the  House,  and  is 
on  the  point  of  passing  the  Senate.  Both  these  branches  of 
Congress  are  overwhelmingly  Democratic.  It  is  the  Demo- 
cratic party  which  has  always  posed  as  the  friend  of  the 
people  and  as  the  enemy  of  corporations.  It  is  to  be  sup- 
posed that  the  rank  and  file  of  the  Democratic  party  be- 
lieved these  protestations  of  their  leaders.  How  do  they 
like  the  way  their  leaders  are  carrying  out  their  pledges  to 
the  people  ?  How  do  they  like  the  manner  in  which  a 
Democratic  Congress  is  selling  itself  to  sugar  trusts  and 
railroad  corporations  ? 

When  the  various  constitutional  amendments  were  placed 
before  the  people  at  the  late  election,  the  Argonattt  strongly 
urged  the  defeat  of  two — that  increasing  the  pay  of  legis- 
lators, and  that  designed  to  prevent  the  ownership  of  real 
estate  in  California  by  aliens.  The  first  of  these  was  de- 
feated, but  the  second,  we  regret  to  say,  was  passed.  What 
extraordinary  reasoning  could  have  impelled  people  to  vote 
for  it  we  can  not  comprehend.  If  there  is  anything  that 
California  has  a  superabundance  of,  it  is  land.  When  you 
cross  the  State  line  coming  west  from  Nevada,  north  from 
Arizona,  or  south  from  Oregon,  the  first  thing  you  see 
is  the  placard  "  For  Sale."  As  you  go  along  for  miles  you 
see  "  Ranches  for  Sale,"  "  Fruit  Farms  for  Sale,"  "  Subur- 
ban Property  for  Sale,"  "Villa  Sites  for  Sale,"  "Town  Lots 
for  Sale."  When  you  reach  the  larger  cities  you  find  that 
solid  and  handsome  brick  blocks,  although  they  have  no 
placard,  can  also  be  readily  secured — for  a  consideration. 
Why  such  a  community  should  desire  to  prevent  foreigners 
from  buying  what  they  have  so  much  of  to  sell,  it  is  impos- 
sible to  understand.  But  they  so  desired,  apparently,  and 
voted  for  the  amendment.  Its  results  are  speedy.  Already 
a  British  syndicate,  which  had  sent  over  half  a  million  of 
dollars  to  invest  in  land  here,  has  cabled  their  San  Francisco 
agent  to  stop.  The  constitutional  amendment  has  settled 
them.     It  will  settle  many  more  such  investors. 

California  does  a  good  many  fool  things,  taking  her  by 
and  large,  but  this  time  she  broke  the  record. 


It  is  our  belief  that  in  the  threatened  contest  over  the  gov- 
ernorship, Estee  will  not  have  a  leg  to  stand  upon.  Budd 
ran  ahead  of  his  ticket  almost  all  over  the  State.  Jackson 
Temple,  Democratic  nominee  for  supreme  justice,  is  a  man 
who  stands  deservedly  high  in  California,  and  he  polled 
many  thousands  of  Republican  votes,  running  over  12,000 
ahead  of  the  average  vote  for  the  other  candidates  on  the 
Democratic  ticket,  yet  Budd  ran  ahead  of  Temple  13,153 
votes.  Altogether,  Budd  ran  ahead  of  the  Democratic 
ticket  about  25,000  votes.  On  the  face  of  the  re- 
turns he  was  elected  by  a  plurality  of  1,206.  The 
Republican  State  Central  Committee  claim  fraud  in  San 
Francisco.  Their  claim  will  not  carry  conviction  to  the  mind 
of  any  intelligent  and  honest  man,  for  the  entire  election  ma- 
chinery in  San  Francisco  was  in  the  hands  of  the  Republi- 
cans. It  is  preposterous  that  they  should  count  out  their 
own  candidate.  A  contest  on  such  claims  would  be  base- 
less. All  that  it  could  do  would  be  to  cause  a  political  tur- 
moil which  would  throw  the  State  into  a  greater  business 
depression  than  that  which  already  exists.  We  warn  Mr. 
P.  B.  Cornwall,  the  chairman,  and  the  other  members  of  the 
Republican  State  Central  Committee,  that  their  party  is  not 
behind  them  in  this  business,  and  neither  are  the  people  of 
the  State.  Nobody  is  behind  them  but  a  gang  of  pestilent 
politicians  who  are  on  the  lookout  for  offices.     We  are  not 


ardent  admirers  of  Mr.  James  H.  Budd,  but  it  is  our  belief 
that  he  has  been  elected  governor  of  California,  and  that  is 
the  belief  of  the  people  of  California. 

Concerning  the  question  of  the  invention  of  cable  rail- 
ways, a  correspondent  writes  to  one  of  the  San  Francisco 
dailies  that  he  remembers  having  seen  a  cable  railway  in 
operation  in  London  in  1S42,  called  "The  Minories  and 
Blackwall  Railway."  He  describes  it  at  some  length  accord- 
ing to  his  recollection,  and  concludes  by  saying  that  he  has 
searched  vainly  in  the  encyclopedias  for  any  mention  of  it. 
We  are  of  the  impression  that  this  correspondent  is  correct. 
The  cable  railway  to  which  he  refers  is  doubtless  the  one 
constructed  by  the  once  famous  engineer,  Marc  Isambard 
Brunei,  he  who  built  the  old  Bowery  Theatre  early  in  the 
century,  who  drew  plans  for  the  first  Capitol  at  Washington, 
and  who  constructed  the  Thames  Tunnel.  It  is  scarcely 
credible,  but  Brunei  thought  it  necessary  to  have  two  cables, 
one  running  east,  the  other  beside  it  running  west,  so  the  re- 
turn rope  of  each  was  useless  power.  It  is  needless  to  state 
that  with  such  a  waste  Brunei's  road  was  a  financial  failure, 
and  the  cable  railway,  like  many  another  invention,  was  laid 
aside  and  forgotten,  to  be  invented  all  over  again  when  its 
proper  time  came.    That  time  came  in  San  Francisco,  in  1 873. 


It  is  odd  that  the  Japanese  cruelty  at  Port  Arthur  should 
excite  such  horror  here.  It  is  but  thirty  years  since  Japan 
emerged  from  the  feudal  condition  that  was  occupied  by  our 
ancestors  five  hundred  years  ago.  Was  not  Europe  cruel 
in  feudal  times  ?  Coming  down  to  more  recent  days,  is 
war  among  Western  nations  ever  very  lady-like?  The 
Prussian  armies  used  to  shoot  the  French  "  francs-tireurs  " 
whenever  they  were  captured,  instead  of  treating  them  as 
prisoners  of  war.  The  French  peasantry  often  retali- 
ated by  burning  Uhlans  to  death.  The  Irish  peas- 
antry shoot  landlords  from  behind  hedges,  and  ham- 
string horses.  The  way  the  Confederates  starved  Union 
prisoners  to  death  at  Libby  Prison  was  not  humane. 
When  Edwin  M.  Stanton  refused  to  exchange  prisoners,  be- 
cause the  Confederate  prisoners  were  fat  and  well  fed,  while 
the  Union  men  returned  were  living  skeletons,  he  was  per- 
haps cruel,  but  he  was  secretary  of  war.  It  has  never  been 
disproved  that  attempts  were  made  to  ship  small-pox  in- 
fected clothing  into  the  North  from  Canada  during  the  Civil 
War.  Last  year  the  people  of  the  United  States  strangled 
extra-judicially  two  hundred  and  six  men,  and  burned  alive 
several  negroes.    Perhaps  there  is  a  beam  in  the  Occidental  eye. 

The  Argonaut  desires  to  make  the  most  handsome 
apology  possible  to  the  ladies  who  are  to  get  out  the  Christ- 
mas Examiner.  We  expressed  vague  and  fleeting  doubts 
as  to  the  practicability  of  their  handling  "commercial," 
"  telegraph,"  "  market  reports,"  and  such  other  routine  de- 
partments with  success.  But  we  are  assured  by  the  Ex- 
aminer that  its  entire  masculine  staff  will  be  allowed  to  go 
a-fishing  on  that  day.  We  are  further  assured  by  Mrs.  Frank 
Pixley,  the  managing  editor,  that  she  and  her  assistants  are 
going  to  get  out  that  paper  by  themselves  if  they  break  the 
business-office.  When  Mrs.  Pixley  says  a  thing,  she  means 
it.  We  have  no  more  to  say.  We  only  hope  that  the  ladies 
will  succeed  in  piling  up  a  good  round  sum.  They  deserve 
to  do  so,  for  in  addition  to  the  charity  being  a  most  worthy 
one,  they  are  putting  lots  of  good,  hard  work  into  the 
paper.     Success  to  them. 

It  is  gratifying  to  all  good  citizens  to  learn  that  Debs  and 
the  other  directors  of  the  American  Railway  Union  have 
been  sent  to  the  Chicago  jail.  The  only  drawback  to  this 
gratification  is  the  fact  that  their  imprisonment  is  only  for 
six  months.  This  is  a  very  lenient  sentence,  considering 
the  crimes  of  these  men,  which  practically  included  arson, 
murder,  and  treason — for  they  instigated  their  followers  to 
the  commission  of  the  first  two  crimes,  and  to  armed  re- 
bellion against  the  laws  of  the  States  and  of  the  United 
States.  Debs  received  a  letter  from  a  prisoner  in  the 
Cook  County  jail,  telling  him  that  he  "  would  be  welcomed 
there  with  open  arms."  That  is  the  only  place  where  he 
would  be  welcome — among  jail-birds. 

Last  week  we  remarked,  apropos  of  the  "foreign  policy" 
of  President  Cleveland  and  Secretary  Gresham,  that  for 
their  offer  to  "mediate"  between  Japan  and  China,  the 
United  States  had  been  snubbed  by  Japan.  We  added  that 
President  Cleveland's  appointment  of  Milo  W.  Jewett  as  a 
"commissioner  to  investigate  Turkish  outrages  in  Armenia" 
was  something  utterly  unwarranted  by  any  precedent  in 
American  diplomacy,  and  contrary  to  the  wise  policy  of 
non-intervention  in  European  affairs  which  has  been  fol- 
lowed by  the  United  States  for  three-quarters  of  a  century. 
Since  our  last  issue  we  note  that  the  Sultan  of  Turkey  has 
refused  to  permit  Mr.  Jewett  to  accompany  the  Armenian 
Commission,  and  thus  the  United  States  is  snubbed  by 
Turkey.      Mr.   Cleveland    strikes   us   as  be:  ;  too 

eager  to  have  this  nation's  nose  pulled. 


THE        ARGONAUT. 


Decembeb  24,  1894. 


THE    WINNING    OF    THE    WIDDER. 


A  Frontier  Incident. 


"It  grieves  me  all-fired  copious,"  observed  Uncle  Cy 
Clay,  gravely  contemplating  the  quarter-section  of  pancake 
poised  on  the  end  of  his  fork,  "  t'  see  th'  flirtatious  carryin's 
on  o'  this  yere  yaller-headed  school-marm  an'  Doc  Everett, 
more  especial  as  th'  heifer  is  already  spoke  for  by  Jimmy 
Duval,  an'  Doc  is  knowed  f  be  th'  only  husban'  an'  father 
of  a'  interestin'  leetle  fambly  of  's  own,  back  in  Ioway. 
But,  then — well,  well,  they's  no  'ccountin'  f  r  th'  actions  o' 
th'  female  sect,  morelike  ef  they  happ'ns  t'  be  o'  th'  flirta- 
tious v'riety,  an'  they  most  all  be. 

"  I  r'member  one  female  in  p'tic'lar,"  he  continued,  after 
sending  a  large  swallow  of  hot  coffee  in  the  wake  of  the  de- 
parted piece  of  pancake — "  I  r'member  one  th't  was  a 
sho'-'nough  scand'lous  'xample  o'  what  cur'us  notions  th' 
sect  will  take,  an'  th'  onaccountable  things  they  all  '11  do. 

"'Twas  back  in  Wyoming,  in  '6; —time  o'  th'  Sweet- 
water 'xcitem'nt,  ye  know.  Well  me  'n'  my  two  pardners  'd 
be'n  minin'  out  yere  in  Califomy  awhile,  an'  was  doin'  well 
'nough  ;  but  jest's  soon's  th'  rush  come  along,  it  was  'up 
stakes '  with  us,  same's  a  lot  o'  other  fool  miners,  an'  off  we 
goes  t'  th'  Sweetwater  country,  ol!  Bill  Heatwole,  an'  me  an' 
Hen — Ben  Haskins,  he  was  th'  youngest  of  us,  an'  chock 
full  o'  th'  ol'  Harry's  ever  any  boy  you  ever  seen.  But 
white?  That  boy  was  white,  he  sho'  was,  ef  ever  a  white 
man  lived.  Ef  'e  hadn't  'a'  be'n,  he'd  'a'  be'n  yere  now, 
more'n  likely. 

"  At  Sweetwater,  th'  Widder  Buck  kep'  a  boardin'-house, 
an'  we-all  boards  with  'er,  an'  we  fed  high,  too.  But,  say, 
that  widder  was  th'  puniest  leetle  heifer  ye  ever  seen. 
\\  a'n't  more'n  twenty-four'r  five,  an'  had  rosy  cheeks  an' 
eyes  th't  'd  jest  set  y'r  heart  a-thumpin' — black's  any  coal,  an' 
bnght's  di'm'nds.  Well,  she  did  sho'  drive  th'  boys 
crazy,  an'  they  wa'n't  hardly  one  of  'em  th't  wa'n't  wild  t' 
be  th'  landlord  o'  that  there  bean-joint.  Th'  wust  of  it  all 
was  th't  they  wa'n't  none  of  'em  but  what,  one  time  'r 
'nother,  was  dead  sure  he  was  goin'  ?  s'cceed  th'  late 
lamented  Buck,  which  was  gone  b'fore  'bout  three  years 
back — f'r  ef  they  ever  was  a  sho'-'nough  flirt,  'twas  that 
same  Widder  Buck.  She'd  take  up  an'  smile  sweet  't  ev'ry 
new  man  th't  showed  up,  ontell  she  had  'im  on  th'  string 
good  an'  hard  ;  then  f  r  th'  next. 

"But  w'en  our  Ben  jumps  in  an'  begins  makin'  love  in 
real  serous  shape,  we-all  b'gins  i  calc'late  th't  th'  bloomin' 
widder  is  sho'  ketched  a  lot,  an'  reckons  they's  goin' t'  be 
some  splicin'  did  in  that  there  camp  b'fore  Chris'mas — w'en, 
all  of  a  suddint,  along  comes  a  lawyer-chap  hailin'  from  Salt 
Lake,  an'  puts  up  't  th'  Hotel  de  Widder  Buck,  thereby 
causin'  a  hull  lot  o'  grief  in  camp,  'cause  he  hops  in  im- 
mediate an'  b'gins  makin'  love  t'  th'  landlady,  her  makin'  no 
'bjections  as  anybody  knowed  of. 

"  Yere's  where  Ben  makes  a  dead  wrong  play  ;  f  r,  'nstead 
of  stickin'  to  'is  guns,  'e  right-off  makes  a  jealous  break  'r 
two,  causin'  a  row  wi'  th'  widder,  quite  natural.  Then  off 
goes  Ben  an'  hires  out  V  th'  gove'nm'nt  fr  a  scout — 'bout 
that  time  th'  U.  P.  road  was  bein'  built,  an'  th'  Ogalalla 
Sioux  was  makin'  'emselves  real  onpleasant,.  chargin'  round 
an'  hftin'  section-han's  hair,  an'  sech-like  playful  leetle  tricks. 
So,  's  I  says,  Ben  goes  off  in  a  huff  an'  leaves  th'  runnin'  t' 
this  yere  Salt  Lake  maverick,  as  calls  'isself  '  Jedge'  Sherman, 
an'  puts  on  a  hull  lot  o'  bogus  airs  an'  talks  book-English. 
Say,  it  jest  made  us  sick — it  sho'  did — th'  way  that  there 
couple  spooned  around.  They  was  sev'ral  o'  th'  boys  th't 
jest  ached  *t  git  Sherman  intuh  a  argymint  an'  kill  'im  up  a 
lot,  but  they  never  got  no  chance — th'  Jedge  was  too  foxy, 
he  was,  an'  too  smooth  t'  git  intuh  open  trouble. 

"Jest  about  Chris'mas  time,  th'  Injuns  lets  up  a  few  an' 
lays  low,  th'  weather  bein'  some  cold  an'  too  many  sojers 
'round  them  parts  ;  an'  one  mornin'  th'  widder  gives  it  out 
th't  she  lays  t'  go  over  t'  Green  River  an'  'njoy  'erself  a  lot — 
she  was  fever  beefin'  'bout  '  all  work  an'  no  play.'  So,  next 
day,  off  she  an'  th'  Jedge  goes,  with  a  greaser,  named 
Manuel,  drivin'  th'  muel  team.  They'd  jest  got  acrost  th' 
South  Fork,  an'  was,  persoomable,  quite  comftable  an' 
happy,  w'en,  all  of  a  suddint,  Manuel  lets  out  a  screech  an' 
jumps  out  o'  th'  wagon,  hollerin'  th't  Injuns  was  comin'. 
Sherman  looks  out  an'  sees  a  cloud  o'  dust  'bout  two  mile 
away  (they  wa'n't  no  snow  on  th'  ground),  an  he  jumps  out,  I 
too,  an'  in  a  holy  second  him'n'  that  greaser  had  them  mules 
cut  loose  an'  was  aboard  'em,  hittin'  the  trail  real  swift  f  r 
Green  River.  'Course  th'  widder  screeched  after  'em,  but, 
turn  'round  ? — none  whatever.  W'y,  that  tarnal  skunk 
didn't  even  wave  'is  hand  ! 

"  Well,  th'  widder  sits  an'  weeps  quite  copious  f  r  awhile, 
an'  then  makes  up  'er  mind  th't  she  don't  perpose  t'  stay 
there  an'  get  scalped — none  whatever.  So  she  piles  out  0' 
th1  wagon  an'  makes  a  sneak  t'  git  under  th'  bank,  an'  then 
travels  up  towards  th'  dust-cloud,  figgerin'  th'  Injuns  'd  be 
most  likely  1'  look  down-stream  instead  o'  up— but  w'en  th' 
Injuns  comes  clost,  high,  low,  an'  b'hold  !  They  hain't  no 
Injuns  at  all,  but  some  o'  Gen'ral  Augur's  troops  a-drivin'  in 
stray  stock,  an'  Ben  was  with  cm  ! 

"  Well,  o'  course  they  tackles  on  t'  th'  widder*s  wagon  an' 
heads  fr  Green  River,  mad  a  hull  lot  t'  think  a  male  critter 
callin'  'isself  a  man  'd  run  away  an'  leave  a  woman  t'  be 
scalped  by  Ogalallas — an'  they  all  agrees  t'  make  it  dam 
hot  Vr  Sherman  ef  he's  ketchable.  Ben,  he  didn't  say 
much,  but  puny  quick  'e  rides  alongside  th'  sergeant  an' 
speaks  to  'im,  real  quiet ;  an'  'fore  long  he's  a-chasin'  off  on 
a  side-trail  t'  git  intuh  Green  River  first,  'fore  th'  troopers 
come. 

"  .Sherman  was  in  th'  bar-room  0'  th'  hotel,  tellin'  how 
they'd  be'n  ambushed  an'  th'  widder  killed  at  th'  first  shot, 
an'  how  him'n  th'  greaser'd  fit  an'  tried  t'  save  'er  body, 
w'en  in  walks  Ben,  'is  face  's  white  's  Sherman's,  an'  's  eyes 
a-btazin.  Sherman  knowed  in  a  minute  th't  Ben  was  after 
him.  an'  'e  reached  fr  'is  gun,  but  Ben  was  too  quick,  an' 
■  ;  'iin. 

!    on,'  says  he.     '  You   dam  scoundrel,  I   ought  t' 


kill  ye  where  ye  set,  but  I  hain't  no  coward,  an'  I  fights 
fair  whoever  with — even  a  cur  th't  runs  away  an'  leaves  a 
woman  t'  be  scalped  an'  murdered  by  Injuns.'  An'  'e  goes 
on  an'  tells  th'  crowd  about  what  Sherman  had  did.  O' 
course,  everybody  wanted  t'  hop  in  an'  do  s'm'  rope-work, 
wi'  th'  Jedge  figgerin'  as  '  It,'  but  Ben  wouldn't  have  it,  none 
at  all.  .  . 

■' '  No,  gents,'  says  he,  '  it  don't  go.  I  b'lieves  in  givin 
all  kinds  a  fair  shake.  I  gives  it  out  th't  I  perpose  t'  git  th' 
gent,  but  I  does  it  fair,  an'  gives  him  th'  same  show  as  me. 
Step  outside  yere,  damn  ye,  an'  fight  ! '. 

"  Sherman  begged  an'  pleaded  a  hull  lot,  but  it  didn't  go, 
an'  after  gittin'  a  few  swift  kicks  frtn  some  o'  th'  gang,  out 
'e  walks,  wobblin'  lots  in  th'  knees  an'  shakin'  all  over,  an' 
lines  up  in  th'  street.  Cheyenne  Pike  was  master  o'  cere- 
monies. '  Twenty  paces,  gents,'  says  he,  '  shoot  an'  advance 
a-shootin'.     Air  ye  ready?     One,  two,  three — fire!' 

"  How  'twas  did,  nobody  ever  even  guessed.  Ben  was  's 
good  a  shot  as  they  was  in  Wyoming.  Maybe  th'  Jedge 
was,  too  ;  but  he  was  so  shaky  they  say  'e  c'd  hardly  hold  his 
gun.  Anyways,  they  was  only  four  'r  five  shots  took— then 
pore  ol'  Ben  throws  up  'is  han's  an'  drops — Sherman'd  got 
Mm  in  th'  forehead,  slick  an'  clean. 

"  While  they  was  pickin'  Ben  up  an'  carryin'  Mm  inside, 
Sherman  got  iost  in  th'  shuffle  ;  ef  'e  hadn't,  he'd  'a'  sho' 
be'n  killed.  But  'e  sneaks  off  an'  lays  low  som'eres,  an'  no- 
body sees  Mm  ontell  late  that  day. 

"'Bout  supper-time  one  o'  th'  boys  comes  rushin'  intuh  th' 
Eagle  Bird  c'nsid'ble  flustrated.  'Wha'  d'ye  think,  boys?' 
says  he,  w'en  'e  ketched  Ms  breath.  '  Th'  Widder  Buck  an' 
that  skunk  Sherman  is  spliced/  ' 

"  0'  course  th'  gang  thinks  'e's  joshin'  an'  snorts  at  Mm 
quite  a  lot,  but  he  sticks  t'  th'  story.  '  Yessir,'  'e  says,  '  they 
was  tied  up  a  hour  ago  b'  Jedge  Billings.     It's  straight.' 

"  An'  so  it  was.  Pore  Ben  wa'n't  even  stiff,  n'r  they  hadn't 
got  Mm  laid  out,  b'fore  that  son-of-a-gun  an'  th'  widder  was 
hitched  duly  'ccordin'  t'  law.  O'  course  th'  boys  shivereed 
'em,  an'  then  give  'em  three  hours  t'  leave  town,  but  that 
didn't  do  no  good.  Jedge  Sherman  had  th'  widder  an'  'er 
wad,  an'  pore  ol'  Ben  gits  nothin'  but  a  bang-up  funeral  an' 
six  feet  o'  dirt  r1  lay  in. 

"All  th'  ol'  gang  th't  went  intuh  th'  Sweetwater  rush 
^members  all  about  this  yarn  ;  an',  say,  I'll  bet  they  wa'n't 
one  of  'em  but  what's  be'n  more  'r  less  leary  o'  widders 
sence  then.  They're  mighty  queer  sort  o'  cattle,  these 
women-folks,  an'  I  gives  'em  up."         Lester  Ketchum. 

San  Francisco,  December,  1894. 


CURRENT  VERSE. 


To  My  Beef  Tea. 
When  the  doctor's  stern  decree 
Rings  the  knell  of  liberty. 

And  dismisses  from  my  sight 

All  the  dishes  that  delight ; 
When  my  temperature  is  high, 
When  to  pastry  and  to  pie 

Duty  bids  me  say  farewell, 

Then  I  hail  thy  fragrant  smell ! 

When  the  doctor  shakes  his  head, 
Banning  wine,  or  white  or  red, 

And  at  all  my  well-loved  joints 

Disapproving  finger  points  ; 
When  my  poultry,  too.  he  stops, 
Then,  reduced  to  taking  slops, 

I,  for  solace  and  relief, 

Fly  to  thee,  O  Tea  of  B»ef  I 

But,  if  simple  truth  I   tell, 

1  can  brook  thee  none  too  well  ; 
Thy  delights,  O  Bovine  Tea, 
Have  no  special  charm  for  me ! 

Though  thou  comest  piping  hot. 

Oh,  believe  I  love  thee  not  ! 
Weary  of  thy  gentle  reign, 
Give  me  oysters  and  champagne  ! — Punch. 

The  Modern  Romance. 
Under  the  slighting  light  of  the  yellow  sun  of  October, 
Close  by  the  side  of  the  car-track,  a  gang  of  Dagos  were  working : 
Pausing  a  moment  to  catch  a  note  of  their  liquid  Italian, 
Faintly  I  heard  an  echo  of  Rome's  imperial  accents. 
Broken-down  forms  of  Latin  words  from  the  Senate  and  Forum, 
Now  smoothed  over  by  use  to  the  musical  lingua  Romana. 
Then  the  thought  came,  why,  these  are  the  heirs  of  the  Romans  : 
These  are  the   sons    of   the   men    who   founded   the    Empire   of 

Caesar  ; 
These  are  they  whose  fathers  carried  the  conquering  eagles 
Over  all  Gaul  and  across  the  sea  to  Ultima  Thule  ; 
The  race-type  persists  unchanged  in  their  eyes  and   profiles  and 

figures. 
Muscular,  short,  and  thick-set,  with  prominent  noses,  recalling 
'  Romanes  rerum  dominos,  gentemque  togatam." 
See,  Labinus  is  swinging  a  pick  with  rhythmical  motion  ; 
Yonder  one  pushing  the  shovel  might  be  Julius  Ca?sar, 
Lean,  deep-eyed,  broad-browed,  and  bald,  a  man  of  a  thousand  ; 
Further  along  stands  the  jolly  Horatius  Flaccus  ; 
Grim  and  grave,  with  rings  in  his  ears,  see  Cato  the  censor. 

On  the  side  of  the  street  in  proud  and  gloomy  seclusion, 
Bossing  the  job,  stood  a  Celt  :  the  race  enslaved  by  the  legions. 
Sold  in  the  markets  of  Rome  to  meet  the  expenses  of  Csesar, 
And,  as  I  loitered,  the  Cell  cried  out,  "  Warruk.  ye  Dagos  I 
Full    up   your    shovel,    Paythro,   ye    hathen  I      I'll    dock   yees   a 

quarlher," 
This  he  said  to  the  one  who  resembled  the  great  Iniperator  ; 
Meekly  the  dignified  Roman  kept  on  patiently  digging. 

Such  are  the   changes   and   chances   the    centuries    bring    to  the 

nations. 
Surely  the  ups  and  downs  of  the  world  are  past  calculation. 
*  Possibly,"  thus  I  thought  to  myself,  "  the  yoke  of  the  Irish 
May  in  turn  be  lifted  from  us,  in  the  tenth  generation. 
Now  the  Celt  is  on  top,  but  time  may  bring  his  revenges, 
Turning  the  Fenian  down,  once  more  to  be  bossed  by  a  Dago." 
— C.  /•'.  Johnson  in  Hartford  Couran/. 


THE  NEW  METROPOLITAN  CHORUS. 

Antique  Ladies  from  Sunny  Italy  replaced  by  Young  and  Indigenous 

Vocalists— Stage-Struck    Young    Women    as    Figurantes 

in  "The  Masqueraders  "— The  Various  Theatres. 


The  Boston  Transcript  attributes  the  new  slouch  hats  of 
the  Massachusetts  militia  to  the  influence  of  Frederic  Rem- 
ington, whose  "long  series  of  pictures  of  regulars  in  the 
West  has  filled  the  public  mind  with  a  new  type  of  soldier — 
a  rather  rakish  and  roughish  person  in  appearance,  but  well 
equipped,  altogether  business-like,  and  quite  formidable." 
The  'transcript  approves  of  the  hat,  and  says  that  what  its 
wearers  lose  in  jauntincss  they  gain  in  manly  grace. 


The  excitement  of  the  week  has  been  the  new  chorus  at 
the  Metropolitan  Opera  House.  The  age,  adiposity7,  and 
dowdiness  of  the  old  chorus  had  become  a  standing  joke — 
mature  and  bulky  old  ladies  pranced  round,  and  dispelled 
all  possibility  of  illusion  with  their  elephantine  curvets. 
Last  year  Grau  promised  to  do  better  this  season,  and  he 
has  kept  his  word.  Of  the  sixty  members  of  the  chorus, 
half  are  young  New  York  girls  of  good  family,  who  have 
been  learning  singing  under  good  teachers,  and  who  sing  al- 
ready with  freshness,  vigor,  and  purity  of  tone.  Many  of 
them  are  quite  pretty.  The  pressure  for  admittance  to  the 
ranks  of  the  chorus  has  been  keen  ;  applicants  must  have  a 
good  voice  and  figure,  and  be  able  to  sing  in  French  or 
Italian  ;  where  two  rivals  are  equal  in  these  respects,  good 
looks  turn  the  scale.  Among  clubmen,  there  has  been  much 
demand  for  permits  to  watch  the  rehearsals,  in  order  to  see 
the  American  chorus-girls.  They  wear  street-dresses,  and 
are  so  merry  and  so  given  to  chattering  that  they  drive  poor 
Mancinelli  frantic.  Those  who  have  to  take  part  in  the 
ballet  wear  gauze  skirts,  with  ordinary  waists  of  cloth  or 
silk  ;  over  the  waists  are  worn  walking-jackets,  and  below 
trim  legs  are  seen  disappearing  into  a  circle  of  gauze. 
The  general  opinion  is  that  future  prima  donnas  will  gradu- 
ate out  of  the  list  of  New  York  chorus-girls. 

Hitherto  a  girl  has  had  little  chance  of  an  opportunity  to 
show  herself  on  the  operatic  stage  unless  she  had  won  a  Eu- 
ropean reputation.  It  has  been  much  the  same  with  as- 
pirants for  dramatic  honors.  To  get  a  part  in  a  play,  an 
applicant  had  to  make  an  impression  on  one  of  three  or  four 
managers,  and  each  of  these  had  a  dozen  or  more  candidates 
for  favor  on  his  list.  Charles  Frohman  hit  upon  a  bright 
idea  to  stop  the  clamor  of  the  friends  of  these  young  ladies. 
He  produced  "  The  Masqueraders,"  in  which  a  number  of 
women  appear  who  are  supposed  to  belong  to  the  best  so- 
ciety. Instead  of  engaging  figurantes^  he  put  all  his  candi- 
dates for  dramatic  fame  on  the  stage  together,  in  order,  as 
he  said,  that  they  should  acquire  ease  on  the  boards  and 
have  an  opportunity  of  showing  how  they  could  act  without 
speaking.  Among  his  masqueraders,  ladies  of  good  family 
from  New  York,  Boston,  Philadelphia,  Baltimore,  Cincin- 
nati, and  Chicago  have  made  their  appearance  in  their  finest 
clothes,  and  their  ways  of  dressing  and  walking  have  certainly 
been  an  improvement  on  the  style  of  the  old  figurante. 
Henceforth,  it  is  said,  every  attractive  girl  who  looks  as 
though  she  had  the  stuff  of  an  actress  in  her  will  be  cast  as 
a.figura?ite,  where  the  play  requires  such  personages  ;  and 
the  manager  will  perhaps  be  able  to  form  an  opinion  of  her 
capacity  before  intrusting  her  with  a  talking  part. 

The  theatres  are  all  doing  well,  and  full  houses  are  ex- 
pected for  the  holidays.  Georgie  Cayvan,  who  is  in  France, 
taking  a  well-earned  holiday,  has  been  replaced  by  Isabel 
Irving,  who  will  be  remembered  as  one  of  Daly's  pupils. 
She  has  been  a  painstaking  student  and  has  ripened  into  a 
finished  actress  of  sentiment.  She  is  just  now  playing  Doro- 
thea March  in  "  A  Woman's  Silence,"  an  unpleasant  part  in 
a  not  very  pleasant  play  ;  but  she  wins  the  heart  of  all  the 
audience,  and  fixes  her  place  on  the  stage. 

At  the  Fifth  Avenue,  Fanny  Davenport  personally  directed 
the  rehearsals  of  Sardou's  new  play  "  Gismonda."  She  plays 
the  part  which  was  created  by  Sarah  Bernhardt  in  Paris. 
The  piece  is  one  of  Sardou's  best,  and  consists  of  the  airiest 
comedy  mingled  with  the  most  intense  passion.  Sardou  is 
reported  to  have  said  that  he  had  never  written  a  part  so 
well  fitted  for  Fanny  Davenport  as  Gismonda,  and  to  have 
added  that  she  had  the  aristocratic  bearing  which  enabled 
her  to  personate  truthfully  a  lady  of  title — a  remark  which 
raises  questions  about  Sardou's  capacity  to  appreciate  the 
manners  of  the  haute  noblesse.  Gismonda,  after  being  en- 
trapped into  a  marriage  engagement  with  Almerio,  refuses 
to  fulfill  it,  but  is  so  struck  by  his  devotion  that  she  spends 
a  night  in  his  company,  after  which  she  throws  him  over- 
board in  the  fashion  of  the  lady  of  the  Tour  de  Nesle.  She 
even  applies  to  the  Pope  for  a  dispensation  to  break  her 
engagement,  but  His  Holiness  replies  that  he  will  excom- 
municate her  if  she  does  not  keep  it ;  so  she  is  forced, 
willy-nilly,  to  do  the  honest  thing.  It  seems  odd  to  observe 
a  tottering  old  man  like  Sardou  writing  passion  plays,  and 
having  them  interpreted  by  gray-haired  old  women,  with 
false  teeth,  like  Davenport  and  Bernhardt  It  reminds  one 
of  Thackeray's  remark  to  an  old  gentleman  who  was  talking 
about  love-plots  in  novels  :  "  What  business  have  two  broken- 
nosed  old  men  like  you  and  me  to  jabber  about  love?" 

At  the  Empire,  where  crowds  are  filling  the  house  to  see 
ladies  of  good  form  appear  as  figurantes  in  "  The  Masque- 
raders," a  scene  is  given  which  has  captured  the  town.  It  is 
a  gambling  episode.  Viola  Allen  has  married  Faversham, 
who  personates  a  disreputable  baronet,  in  preference  to  a 
scientist,  who  is  devoted  to  her.  Three  years  after  the  mar- 
riage, the  baronet  has  lost  all  his  money,  and  has  become  an 
inveterate  gambler,  while  the  scientist  has  grown  rich,  and 
loves  her  still,  to  her  husband's  knowledge.  The  titled 
gambler  proposes  to  play  his  rival  at  cards,  the  stakes  being 
the  wife  against  a  million  dollars.  The  scientist  accepts  ;  a 
table  is  set  and  a  pack  of  cards  produced.  The  three  artists 
are  Henry  Miller,  William  Faversham,  and  Viola  Allen. 
The  game  was  three  cuts  of  the  cards.  At  the  first  cut,  the 
husband  won  and  was  noisily  exultant.  Then  the  wife  en- 
tered, and  the  game  was  explained  to  her  ;  she  assented. 
The  cards  were  cut  again,  and  this  time  the  lover  won.  A 
third  trial  would  decide.  The  audience  hung  breathless  on 
the  result.  The  husband  cut,  and  cut  a  six  spot.  Assured 
of  triumph,  he  makes  his  rival  swear  that  he  will  pay  if  he 
loses;  the  lover  cuts,  the  game  goes  in  his  favor,  and  the 
lady  falls  into  his  arms.  Flaneur. 

New  York,  December  15,  1894. 


December  24,  1894. 


THE 


ARC  ON  AUT. 


8 


WOMEN'S    NEWSPAPERS. 

The    Kind    of  Thing   that    Women   Read— Dress.    Domestics,    and 

Decoration — Clever  Analysis  of  the  Feminine  Press 

by  an  English  Woman  Journalist. 

There  is  much  talk  in  San  Francisco  over  the  fact  that  in 
a  few  days  one  of  the  local  daily  papers  is  to  turn  over  its 
plant — editorial  sanctum,  news  columns,  and  business  de- 
partment— to  the  ladies  of  San  Francisco  for  a  single  issue, 
the  profits  from  both  sales  and  advertisements  going  to  a 
charitable  purpose.  Naturally,  this  issue  will  be  a  journal- 
istic curio  :  it  will  show  the  inexperience  of  those  who  have 
it  in  charge,  and  it  will  as  surely  bring  to  light  some  good 
ideas. 

The  Fortnightly  Review  contains  a  paper  by  a  clever 
Englishwoman,  herself  a  newspaper  writer,  which  is  of  in- 
terest al:  this  juncture.  It  is  "Women's  Newspapers,"  by 
Evelyn  March-Phillipps,  and  begins  with  some  historical 
considerations,  in  this  wise*: 

It  is  curious  to  turn  over  a  pile  of  those  women's  newspapers 
which  existed  thirty  years  ago.  Earlier  still,  in  the  days  of  our 
grandmothers,  the  Repository,  or  the  Ladies'  Companion,  made  its 
monthly  appearance,  adorned  with  a  few  colored  woodcuts,  some 
bold  descriptive  remarks  of  what  were  believed  to  be  Paris  fashions, 
and  supplied  with  inch-square  patterns  of  new  dress  materials, 
pinned  between  the  pages  of  a  keep-sake  poem,  a  sentimental  tale, 
or  a  receipt  for  distilling  lavender-water.  In  1861.  the  Lady's  Own 
Paper,  a  feeble  little  publication,  the  only  representative  of  its  kind, 
was  giving  up  a  languid  struggle  for  life,  when  it  was  bought  up  by 
Mr.  Cox,  the  father  of  the  present  proprietors,  and  given  a  fresh 
start  as  the  Queen.  The  Queen  was  a  spirited  and  novel  departure 
compared  to  its  predecessors.  Its  advent  was  an  excitement  in  the 
feminine  world,  and  it  advanced  steadily  in  public  favor.  The  pages 
of  reading  matter  were  half  the  present  number  (for  the  same  price), 
while  the  advertisement  sheets  were  three,  instead  of  twenty-three. 
We  find  a  great  deal  about  the  doings  of  her  majesty,  profusely 
illustrated  ;  considerable  space  is  given  up  to  the  latest  murder,  rail- 
way accidents,  and  general  news  of  all  kinds.  Women's  tastes  are 
catered  for  mainly  by  pages  of  needle-work  designs  and  by  cookery 
receipts. 

It  was  not  till  1880  that  a  rival  near  the  throne  appeared  in  the 
Lady's  Pictorial,  with  the  features  in  embryo  of  the  new  journalism. 
This  obliged  the  Queen  to  sharpen  its  weapons,  and  to-day  it  is  as 
"  up-to  date"  as  any  of  its  younger  competitors,  and  in  some  ways 
still  holds  the  first  place.  The  feminine  reading  public  increased 
apace,  but  it  was  some  years  longer  before  the  success  of  the  two 
older  journals  encouraged  the  rush  of  "weeklies"  that  has  since 
taken  place.  In  the  last  thirty  years  or  so,  the  following  have  started 
into  existence  : 

Queen 1861     Woman 1890 

The  Ladies 1872     Hearth  and  Home 1891 

Lady's  Pictorial 1880     Winter's  Weekly iV 


Lady. 

Lady's  World 1886 

Women's  Gazette. 1888 

Women's  Herald, 1888 

Women's  World 1888 

Gentlewoman 1890 

Princess 1890 


Homeland .1892 

Ladies'  Review 1892 

Pioneer  of  Fashion 1892 

Shafts 1892 

Fashions  of  To-day 1893 

The  Young  Woman 1893 

Woman's  Signal • 1S94 


I  do  not  include  a  number  of  monthly  publications  which  come 
under  the  head  of  magazines. 

These  papers  are  full  of  enterprise  and  keenly  competi- 
tive. One  or  two  exist  to  advance  a  special  purpose,  but 
the  ultimate  object  of  the  great  majority  is  dress  and 
fashion.      Says  our  authority  : 

Where  one  woman  studied  these  subjects  twenty  years  ago,  a  hun- 
dred do  so  to-day  ;  and  though  the  upper  classes  may  be  no  more 
extravagant  than  of  old,  dress  is  of  far  more  importance  to  women  in 
general.  Appearance  is  more  constantly  dwelt  upon,  and  its  influ- 
ence is  more  widely  recognized.  Even  those  who  excel  in  other 
ways  can  not  afford  to  neglect  cultivating  the  art  of  dressing  well. 
"  Mind  you  go  well  dressed  "  is  a  common  piece  of  advice  to  the 
seeker  after  employment.  If  a  paper,  then,  is  to  be  popular,  it 
thinks  it  necessary  to  obtain  the  brightest  and  most  varied  news,  on 
this  topic  above  all  others. 

The  increased  love  of  dress,  dating  from  the  Second  Empire,  gave 
rise,  in  the  first  instance,  to  the  plentiful  supply  of  fashion-papers, 
but  there  is  no  doubt  that  they,  in  their  turn,  react  on  a  very  large 
class,  and  foster  that  love.  Writing  upon  dress  has  become  an  art  in 
its  way — mere  description  is  not  enough — a  literary  tone,  if  rather  a 
contemptible  one,  is  aimed  at,  and  a  familiar  personal  style  is 
in  vogue.  The  writer  cultivates  a  knack  of  pushiDg  goods 
and  awaking  a  craving  for  a  hundred  luxuries,  which,  as  she 
expresses  it,  "  no  raodistic  woman  should  be  without,"  and  is 
only  completely  successful  when  she  has  made  her  reader  feel 
that  twenty  things  she  never  previously  heard  of  have  become  posi- 
tive necessities  of  existence,  and  that  to  put  up  with  old  or  unfashion- 
able clothes  is  worse  than  wicked — it  is  vulgar.  The  "  modistic 
woman,"  on  her  part,  grows  more  and  more  exacting  in  her  demands 
for  change  and  novelty.  The  consequence  is  that  it  matters  little  if 
a  fashion  be  pretty  or  ugly,  if  only  it  be  new.  The  papers  exercise 
no  influence  over  fashion.  Their  business  is  to  discover,  to  describe, 
and  to  praise  ;  often,  to  put  the  most  hideous  garments  in  a  favorable 
light.  It  is  really  not  they  who  are  responsible  for  the  many  unat- 
tractive sketches  which  appear  for  every  one  that  is  meritorious  ;  it  is 
the  greedy  and  insatiate  public  which  is  always  crying  for  something 
new,  forcing  them  to  become  mere  catalogues,  for  it  is  impossible  to 
discover  new  and  beautiful  fashions  every  week.  The  best  shops 
seldom  allow  their  choicest  novelu'es  to  be  made  public.  The  few 
West  End  dressmakers — artists  in  "their  way — who  divide  the  honor 
of   dressing  the  really   smart  world,  keep   their  secret  sedulously. 

"  How  is  it  I  never  see  your  beautiful  things  noticed,  Mrs. ?" 

I  inquired  of  one  of  these.  The  shrewd  old  Scotchwoman  shook  her 
head  with  a  humorous  and  significant  twinkle  of  the  eye.  It  is  not 
that  these  illustrations  are  not  often  pretty,  tasteful,  and  well  drawn, 
but  a  stern  necessity  masses  good  and  bad  alike  together  in  bewilder- 
ing and  indiscriminate  commendation. 

Pages  like  these,  however,  claim  at  least  to  cater  for  their 
readers  at  large,  since  the  majority  of  women  are,  or  ought  to 
be,  to  some  extent  concerned  as  to  wherewithal  they  shall  be 
clothed  ;  but  what  is  to  be  said  in  favor  of  the  custom  of 
cramming  columns  with  accounts  of  weddings? 

The  weddings  of  well-known  people,  perhaps,  have  a  certain  gen- 
eral interest  ;  but  when  Miss  Smith  marries  Mr.  Jones,  who,  outside 
their  personal  acquaintance,  can  possibly  wish  to  read  long  lists  of 
wedding-gifts,  ranging  from  the  check  or  bracelet  of  Tones  p'ere  to  the 
kettle-holder  presented  by  the  school  children  ?  Who  cares  whether 
the  bridesmaids  wore  pink  or  blue,  or  experiences  any  gratification 
at  the  sight  of  Miss  Smith's  portrait,  or  prizes  the  opportunity, 
which  has  lately  been  added,  of  judging  of  Mr.  Jones's  personal 
attractions?  The  thing  is  overdone,  and  gives  satisfaction  to  no- 
body, except  the  dressmakers,  eager  to  be  advertised.  The  editors 
despise  the  stuff  they  think  they  are  obliged  to  issue  ;  but  what  is  to 
be  done,  when  every  notice  of  a  court  dress  is  repaid  by  the  adver- 
tisement its  maker  inserts,  and  when  every  wedding  chronicled  means 
an  extended  circulation  wherewith  to  tempt  the  wary  advertiser? 

These  papers  live  mainly  by  their  advertisements,  a  sub- 
ject on  which  our  authority  has  much  to  say ; 

A  shilling  would  scarcely  cover  the  cost  of  production  of  those 
which  are  sold  for  sixpence,  much  less  make  them  pay.  It  is  from 
the  high  prices  charged  for  advertising  space  that  the  harvest  is 
reaped.    We  shall  be  within  the  mark  if  we  put  the  advertisements 


of  the  Queen  at  one  thousand  pounds  a  week.  Its  importance  to 
trade  may  be  gauged  by  the  fact  that  while,  at  the  beginning  of  its 
career,  the  outside  sheet  was  let  out  for  ten  pounds,  the  price  has 
crept  up,  till  it  now  commands  forty  or  fifty  pounds.  The  Gentle- 
woman  and  the  Lady's  Pictorial  are  not  far  behind.  A  paper  must 
needs  be  enlisted  to  some  extent  in  the  service  of  its  clients,  and  as 
long  as  this  influence  does  not  weigh  unduly,  the  transaction,  on  the 
whole,  is  a  fair  one.  The  lady  is  lucky  in  getting  her  shilling's  worth 
for  sixpence.  The  proprietor  and  the  trade  strike  a  balance  between 
the  profit  and  cost  of  circulation.  It  is  obvious  that  if  a  paper,  which 
is  sold  under  the  cost  of  production,  is  made  to  pay  by  advertise- 
ments, every  copy  sold  reduces  the  profits,  so  that  circulation  beyond 
a  certain  point  would  be  fatal.  On  the  other  hand,  if  the  trade  is 
not  satisfied  that  circulation  is  pushed  sufficiently  to  recompense  its 
outlay,  the  advertisements  will  fall  off.  Certain  papers  exist,  and 
are  well  known,  which  are  merely  advertising  sheets,  and  need  very 
sharp  supervision  on  the  part  of  those  shops  which  consent  to  em- 
ploy them.  The  smaller  papers,  which  keep  under  weight,  succeed 
in  clearing  some  fraction  on  each  copy.  An  immense  postal  trade  is 
done  by  means  of  these  advertisements,  which  sensibly  aid  the  de- 
liberations of  the  country  maid  or  matron.  In  fact,  where  dress  is 
concerned,  the  ladies'  illustrated  papers  tend  to  constitute  a  species 
of  perambulating  shop,  in  which  wares  are  set  forth  by  means  of 
print  and  picture. 

Any  one  who  takes  the  trouble  can  easily  trace  the  connection 
between  shops  whose  goods  are  quoted  over  and  over  again  in 
answers  to  correspondents  and  the  quid  pro  quo  in  the  advertisement 
sheets  ;  and  as  long  as  the  guods  brought  forward  have  been  carefully 
examined  and  found  to  be  worth  recommending,  there  seems  nothing 
particular  to  cavil  at,  but  there  is  small  doubt  that  these  tactics  are 
carried  to  excess.  Writers,  who  would  be  conscientious  if  they 
dared,  are  perpetually  cautioned  against  neglecu'ng  the  claims  of 
Messrs.  So  &  So,  who  threaten  to  withdraw  their  patronage  unless 
they  receive  more  glowing  criticism,  warmer  recommendations,  more 
frequent  notices  and  illustrations.  As  a  consequence,  untrustworthy 
puffing  prevails.  Hopelessly  worthless  dressmakers  and  tailors  are 
thrust  upon  our  notice,  furniture  shops  which  advertise  are  exploited 
vigorously.  Those  who  wish  to  furnish  cheaply  or  artistically  are 
crushed  if  they  suggest  the  picking  up  of  antiques  or  second-hand 
goods.  At  sale  times  the  enthusiastic  chroniclers  of  fashion  surpass 
themselves  in  their  efforts  to  clear  off  the  stock  of  the  shops,  and  real 
bargains  and  soiled  rubbish  are  included  in  one  indiscriminate  pasan 
of  praise. 

Here  is  a  curious  admission  made  by  this  woman  writer  : 

It  is  a  deplorable  fact  that  almost  all  these  journals  are  edited  by 
men.  One  would  think  women  should  know  best  what  will  please 
women,  but  as  editors  we  are  told  they  are  deficient  in  the  capacity 
which  grasps  a  business  situation  and  comes  to  a  quick  and  definite 
judgment  on  financial  matters,  while  they  seem  wholly  unable  to 
master  the  intricacies  of  the  law  of  libel.  Many  are  sub-editors  and 
manage  special  departments,  and  on  every  paper,  I  think  I  may  say, 
the  bulk  of  the  work  is  done  by  women.  The  woman  journalist,  to 
whom,  cry  her  down  as  it  may,  the  press  of  to-day  owes  much  of  its 
brightness  and  life,  has  been,  in  great  measure,  created  by  writing  on 
subjects  she  understands  in  journals  for  her  own  sex. 

Resuming  the  analysis  of  women's  newspapers  in  Eng- 
land, the  essayist  says  : 

A  peculiar  modern  feature,  which  occupies  a  large  space,  is  the 
query  and  answer.  A  bureau  of  special  information  is  opened  on 
every  imaginable  subject.  Questions,  often  trivial,  are  asked,  while 
answers,  not  seldom  irresistibly  funny,  are  given,  a  coupon  guaran- 
teeing the  purchase  of  one  copy,  being  inclosed  in  every  instance. 
"  Social  Ambition  "  is  warned  that  a  type-written  invitation  is  "a 
solecism  which  can  never  be  condoned."  "  Small  M."  must  feel 
small  indeed  as  she  learns  that  a  home  in  a  country  town  annihilates 
all  claims  to  consideration,  that  "  no  nice  people  will  live  there,  and 
they  will  not  visit  those  who  do."  She  is  further  advised  that  "  life  is 
too  short  to  be  civil  to  those  we  don't  like."  Armed  with  which 
golden  maxims,  "  Small  M."  may  be  said  to  start  well  equipped  on  a 
successful  social  career.  The  referee  simulates  an  almost  super- 
human interest  in,  and  regard  for,  her  correspondents,  and,  by  dint 
of  sending  her  "  best  love,"  entreating  the  writers  to  look  upon  her 
as  a  sister,  and  to  tell  her  all  about  themselves  (they  require  no  sec- 
ond bidding,  to  do  them  justice),  hopes  to  make  them  forget  the 
dozens  of  impersonal  communications  which  pour,  day  by  day,  into 
her  post-bag. 

It  is  hard  to  believe  that  this  sort  of  stuff  can  please  sane 
adults,  but  apparently  it  exactly  suits  a  certain  portion,  and 
an  oracle  is  popular  in  proportion  as  she  panders  to  this 
peculiar  taste  : 

Whether  it  is  advisable  to  encourage  silly  women  to  write  pages  on 
their  red  hands  or  noses,  or  to  pour  out  their  morbid  feelings  on 
paper,  may  well  be  questioned  ;  but,  as  a  matter  of  fact,  there  is  an 
enormous  increase  in  this  sort  of  bona-fide  correspondence.  Still, 
setting  aside  all  that  is  ridiculous,  a  large  amount  of  sensible  informa- 
tion is  asked  for  and  supplied.  It  is  a  great  convenience  to  the 
woman  who  lives  out  of  reach  of  shops  to  be  told  exactly  what  is  to 
be  got  and  where  to  get  it  ;  others,  who  feel  themselves  to  be  devoid 
of  taste,  are  helped  to  reliable  schemes  of  decoration.  The  answers 
on  cookery  are  usually  excellent,  and  equally  useful  must  be  those 
which  enable  the  inexperienced  young  housekeeper  to  speak  with  au- 
thority on  such  vital  domestic  subjects  as  the  weekly  consumption  of 
coal,  or  the  division  of  labor  between  Jane,  the  housemaid,  and 
Eliza,  the  cook.  The  tourist  department  is  given  a  large  share  of 
attention,  and  certain  papers  have  a  perfect  net-work  of  communica- 
tion all  over  the  civilized  globe,  which,  supplemented  as  it  is  by  much 
valuable  voluntary  information  from  private  sources,  is  of  real  service 
to  intending  travelers,  who  can  find  out,  not  only  the  characteristics  of 
a  far-off  country,  but  get  addresses  of  reliable  hotels  and  pensions \ 
learn  what  to  expect,  what  to  wear,  what  to  avoid,  and  a  hundred  de- 
tails. No  section  is  more  really  important  than  that  which  deals  with 
women's  employment,  giving  descriptions,  suggestions,  advice.  We 
can  not  over-estimate  the  value  to  a  girl  who  contemplates  a  self-sup- 
porting career,  but  may  be  living  in  the  country,  with  no  fnend  to 
apply  to,  and  no  money  to  spend  on  pursuing  researches,  of  being 
able  to  obtain  experienced  opinion,  to  gauge  to  some  extent  the  open- 
ings available  and  the  conditions  of  success  ;  to  find  out  all  about  ex- 
pense, training,  lodgings,  and  the  most  suitable  societies  for  assisting 
her  special  bent.  One  or  two  papers  include  much  needed  counsel  to 
women  on  legal  matters.  The  best  now  discourage  columns  upon 
health,  which  in  some  cases  have  proved  extremely  mischievous,  and 
have  been  strongly  expostulated  against  by  eminent  medical  men,  be- 
sides lending  themselves  to  the  puffing  of  quack  remedies. 

This  brings  us  to  the  puffing  of  goods  for  a  consideration, 
of  which  strange  revelations  are  made  : 

The  high-class  editor  sets  his  face  against  this  practice,  en- 
deavors with  more  or  less  zeal  to  stamp  it  out,  discharges  suspected 
members  of  his  staff,  and  keeps  it  within  bounds.  The  best  class  of 
shops  refuse  to  buy  a  favorable  criticism  with  presents,  and  will  not 
always  allow  even  a  percentage,  but  the  custom  exists.  The  shops 
tell  you  so.  Journalists  will  readily  name  those  who  habitually 
"  make  "  by  their  notices,  and  a  leading  editor  declares  on  good  au- 
thority that  a  popular  writer  on  dress  received  last  year  something 
equivalent  to  three  hundred  pounds  in  presents.  A  rule  against 
doing  this  is  very  difficult  to  enforce,  and  there  are  many  ways  of 
evading  it,  while  the  habit  tends  to  degrade  what  should  be  intelli- 
gent criticism  into  a  mere  advertising  trap.  The  best  remedy  is  in 
the  employment  of  a  higher  stamp  of  contributors,  and  these 
columns  are  now  often  intrusted  to  experts  who  are  above  suspicion. 
Cases,  however,  still  come  to  light,  where  a  regular  system  of  black- 
mail obtains  on  one  side  or  the  other.  The  puffer  makes  a 
peremptory  demand  for  a  practical  recognition  of  her  good  offices, 
and  has  even  been  known  to  name  a  definite  price  ;  the  tradesman 
writes,  insisting  on  a  more  prominent  advocacy  in  return  for  his 
douceur.  What  a  notice  of  this  kind  means,  to  the  struggling  trader 
or  small  dressmaker,  was  illustrated  by  one  of  the  latter,  who  as- 
sured me  that  within  a  short  time  she  could  trace  at  least  a  hundred 
orders  to  its  appearance. 

The  writer  would,  however,  be  unwilling  to  leave  the  im- 
pression that  women's  newspapers  have  no  higher  ambition 


than  that  of  chronicling  modes  of  the  moment  or  fashions 
of  the  hour  : 

Editors  begin  to  show  a  more  decided  inclination  to  minister  to 
wider  and  more  intelligent  tastes.  The  time  is  past  when  it  was 
thought  that  any  one  could  write  well  enough  for  ladies.  Now  every 
kind  of  account,  comment,  and  criticism  must  be  supplied  in  a  fresh 
and  finished  manner.  Not  only  are  high  prices  paid  for  serial  novels, 
but  well-known  pens  contribute  short  articles  more  often  than  they 
used.  Perhaps  few  things  give  us  a  better  idea  of  the  versatility  of 
the  average  Englishwoman  than  a  careful  study  of  these  papers. 
Dressmaking,  cooking,  and  housewifery  are  dealt  with  exhaustively 
and  intelligently,  and  in  a  practical,  attractive,  and  scientific  manner. 
Those  who  wish  to  make  their  own  clothes  and  train  their  own  cooks 
are  helped  to  do  so  well  and  efficiently.  We  are  almost  astonished 
at  the  constant  successes  chronicled,  and  the  excellent  standard  at- 
tained in  art,  music,  literature,  medicine,  and  university  degrees. 
The  pages  supplied  on  gardening  and  art  needlework  prove  that  here 
again  something  better  than  an  amateur  performance  is  aimed  at. 
Very  interesting  accounts  have  appeared  of  experimental  ventures  in 
new  trades  and  professions,  showing  the  methods  of  the  factory  in- 
spector, the  lady  laundress,  the  photographer,  the  cooperative  store- 
keeper, etc.  A  capital  series  on  women  journalists  has  just  run  its 
course  in  the  Lady's  Pictorial,  while  such  articles  as  Miss  Bateson's 
in  the  Queen  carry  the  burning  question  of  women's  position  in  the 
labor  market  into  the  minds  of  many  who  perhaps  would  not  seek 
out  the  information  for  themselves.  Sport  and  athletics  found  little 
place  in  old  days,  and  their  place  was  supplied  by  archery  and  croquet ; 
but  now  hunting,  fishing,  boating,  tricycling,  golf,  lawn-tennis,  fencing, 
and  even  cricket  and  shooting  are  reported  as  pursuits  which  possess 
practical  interest.  The  system  of  competition  for  prizes  is  a  popular 
one  ;  some  of  these  can  scarcely  lay  claim  to  much  literary  merit, 
though  they  are  harmless  enough,  but  others  draw  out  real  flashes  of 
humor.  The  "  Problems  for  Prizes"  in  the  Gentlewoman,  where  the 
winners  are  rewarded  by  charming  presents  of  tea-sets,  gold  brace- 
lets, or  dozens  of  gloves  and  cambric  handkerchiefs,  are  often  very 
amusing.  The  best  definition  of  a  platonic  friendship:  "  She  does 
not  know  what  it  means  ;  he  does  not  mean  it."  The  best  definition 
of  ennui :  "  A  bridge  of  sighs  over  a  yawning  chasm."  The  thought- 
ful discussions  in  Woman  have  several  times  supplied  the  text  for 
leading  articles  in  the  Spectator,  and  ought  to  help  women  to  think 
and  to  express  themselves  clearly. 

The  Children's  Page,  which  is  now  a  prominent  feature,  is 
one  about  which  lovers  of  children  are  apt  to  express  them- 
selves strongly.     Says  our  authority  : 

Something  is  to  be  said  on  both  sides.  The  little  members  of  the 
Children's  Salon,  started  by  the  Gentlewoman,  have  succeeded  in  en- 
dowing two  cots  in  the  Victoria  Hospital.  Other  children  have  set 
other  good  works  on  foot.  But  the  publication  of  the  child's  portrait,  of 
its  feeble  literary  efforts,  and  of  absurdly  trivial  letters,  can  not  be 
very  good  for  any  small  person.  Tommy,  aged  ten,  writes  to  tell  his 
"  Dear  Mr.  Editor"  that  he  has  a  baby  brother  and  a  white  rabbit  ; 
that  he  loves  the  seaside  and  hates  rice-pudding,  together  with  other 
details  of  more  private  and  personal  than  general  interest.  His  ex- 
periences are  capped  by  Bobby,  aged  nine,  and  Polly,  aged  eight. 
Each  little  piece  of  egotism  (which  would  be  natural  and  charming 
enough  if  addressed  to  affectionate  relatives  and  friends),  closing 
with  an  urgent  request  that  it  may  be  printed.  We  form  an  unflatter- 
ing estimate  of  the  sense  of  the  writers'  respective  mammas.  Such 
publicity  must  inevitably  breed  insufferable  young  prigs. 

Miss  Phillipps  seems  to  incline  to  the  opinion  that,  while 
women  may  succeed  in  subordinate  positions  in  the  journal- 
istic world  or  may  edit  women's  papers,  they  are  not  to  be 
intrusted  with  the  management  of  a  great  daily  newspaper. 
Whether  this  is  so  or  not  will  be  shown  by  the  Christmas 
Examiner. 


One  of  the  grand  secrets  of  Napoleon's  influence  with 
his  army  was  the  true  spirit  of  camaraderie  which  he  intro- 
duced the  moment  he  went  into  the  field.  Says  the  Baron 
de  Meneval,  in  his  recently  published  "  Memoirs  "  : 

"  In  the  camp  all  etiquette  was  banished  in  the  entirely  military 
relations  between  the  sovereign  and  his  comrades-in-arms.  The 
private  was  authorized  to  leave  the  ranks,  on  presenting  arms,  and 
to  lay  any  request  he  might  have  to  make  before  the  emperor, 
either  verbally  or  in  writing.  Such  requests,  whether  they  were 
granted  or  refused,  were  immediately  attended  to  by  the  emperor. 
When  it  happened  that  the  petition  could  not  be  granted,  the 
soldier  was  always  told  the  reason  of  such  refusal,  which  was  ex- 
plained to  him  with  kindness.  Very  often  the  refusal  was  compen- 
sated for  by  the  grant  of  some  other  favor.  If  any  officer  had  a 
confession  to  make  to  Napoleon,  the  emperor  was  always  ready  to 
hear  him,  and  would  listen  to  him  in  a  paternal  manner." 

Even  in  the  midst  of  his  campaigns,  Napoleon  insisted  on 
doing  the  work,  and  it  might  even  be  said  all  the  work,  of 
civil  administration  at  home.  His  ministers  had  to  write  to 
him  every  day  ;  he  answered  all  their  reports,  and  a  constant 
succession  of  messengers  were  kept  busy  between  him  and 
Paris  : 

"  Economical  with  his  time,  he  calculated  the  moment  of  his  de- 
parture so  as  to  find  himself  at  the  head  of  bis  troops  at  the  moment 
when  his  presence  then  became  necessary.  He  would  then  proceed 
thither  in^his  carriage  in  full  speed.  But  even  during  this  journey  he 
did  not  remain  idle,  but  busied  himself  in  reading  his  dispatches, 
and  very  often  received  reports  from  his  generals  and  answered  them 
forthwith.  ...  By  means  of  a  lamp  which  was  placed  at  the  back 
of  his  carriage,  and  which  lighted  up  the  carriage  during  the  night, 
he  was  able  to  work  as  though  he  had  been  in  his  work-room." 

This  picture  of  a  great  soldier  on  the  way  to  a  bloody 
battle-field  and  to  the  tremendous  issues  of  life  and  death, 
crown  or  disgrace,  calmly  reading  the  details  of  administra- 
tion, is  certainly  one  of  the  marvels  of  history.  Let  us  fol- 
low him  to  the  battle-field  : 

"  Such  was  the  privileged  constitution  of  this  extraordinary  man 
that  he  could  sleep  an  hour,  be  awakened  to  give  an  order,  go  to 
sleep  again,  be  awakened  anew,  without  suffering  for  it  in  his  health 
or  in  his  rest.  Six  hours  of  sleep  were  sufficient  for  him,  whether 
taken  consecutively  or  whether  spread  over  intervals  in  the  twenty- 
four  hours.  On  the  days  which  preceded  the  battle  he  was  constantly 
on  horseback,  reconnoitering  the  enemy's  forces,  deciding  upon  the 
battle-field,  and  riding  round  the  bivouacs  of  his  army  corps.  Even 
in  the  night  he  used  to  visit  the  lines  to  assure  himself  once  more  of 
the  enemy's  forces  by  the  number  of  its  fires,  and  would  tire  out  sev- 
eral horses  in  the  space  of  a  few  hours.  On  the  day  of  the  battle, 
he  would  place  himself  at  some  central  point,  whence  he  could  see  all 
that  was  going  on.  He  had  his  aides-de-camp  and  orderly  officers  by 
him,  and  used  to  send  them  to  carry  his  orders  in  every  direction. 
At  some  distance  behind  the  emperor  were  four  squadrons  of  the 
guard,  one  belonging  to  each  branch  of  the  service,  but  when  he  left 
this  position,  he  took  only  a  platoon  with  him  as  escort.  He  used 
usually  to  inform  his  marshals  of  the  place  which  he  had  chosen,  so 
as  to  be  easily  found  by  the  officers  whom  they  might  send  to  bira. 
As  soon  as  his  presence  became  necessary,  he  would  ride  off  there  at 
a  gallop." 

The  Empress  of  Austria  has  to  give  a  written  receipt  for 
the  state  jewels  every  time  she  wears  them,  and  her  majesty, 
as  a  result,  usually  contents  herself  with  a  private  collection, 
which  is  worth  about  $1,500,000. 


Miss    Antoinette    Humphreys,    of    Cincinn?. 
fledged  colonel  on  the  military  staff  of  Gove 
of  West  Virginia. 


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THE         ARGONAUT 


December  24,  1894. 


BABY    McGLORY. 


A  Little  Study  in  Environment  and  Heredity. 


It  was  on  one  of  the  hottest  days  of  one  of  our  seething 
summers  that  the  matron  and  I  started  out  on  a  trip  to  place 
four  of  the  orphanage  children  in  homes.  All  the  long 
morning  the  panting  engine  dragged  us  up  through  match- 
less mountain  scenery,  while  we  mopped  our  faces  in  suffer- 
ing indifference,  too  warm  and  weary  even  to  look  out  of  the 
windows.  But  it  was  not  so  with  the  children.  The  matron 
had  a  seat  turned  over  and  there  installed  herself  with  John 
Peter,  Emily  Jane,  and  Sarah  Susan,  whose  respective  ages 
of  nine,  seven,  and  six  found  delights  in  new  shoes  and  a 
railway  journey  that  no  dust  or  heat  could  alloy  and  no 
amount  of  perspiration  dampen.  Their  faces  beamed  with 
decorously  controlled  delight,  now  and  then  varied  by  dis- 
creet nudges  or  whispered  exchanges  of  sympathy.  They 
were  all  going  to  good  farm  homes,  where  come  true  every 
sort  of  childish  dream  that  has  to  do  with  colts  and  calves, 
romps  over  stubble  fields,  and  haymow  hunts  for  eggs,  not 
to  speak  of  small  pink  pigs  and  possible  rabbits.  John  I 
Peter's  freckles  seemed  to  deepen  in  vividness  with  the  heat  j 
and  the  intense  expectancy,  the  little  snub  noses  of  the  girls 
sniffed  with  eagerness,  and  three  pairs  of  bright  eyes  were 
kept  painfully  wide  open  to  avoid  the  misfortune  of  losing 
anything  that  might  be  going  on  by  the  way. 

But  the  baby  was  a  different  thing.  He  fell  to  my  exclu-  , 
sive  care,  and  he  never  allowed  my  attention  to  wander  for 
a  moment  from  the  consideration  of  his  case.  His  own  in- 
consequent mind  was  occupied,  as  it  had  been  during  the  two 
years  since  its  waking  into  the  nightmare  of  poverty  and 
neglect  that  life  meant  for  him,  with  every  chance  diversion 
that  caught  his  eye.  He  helped  the  engine  over  the  steepest 
grades  by  puffing  lustily  in  unison  with  it  and  kicking  his 
chubby  feet  out  from  my  lap  against  the  side  of  the  car. 
When  we  made  a  stop,  he  yelled  "  Whoa  !  "  pulling  up  his 
imaginary'  horse,  and  when  we  started  on  again,  he 
"  Cap  "-ed  the  same  jaded  steed  and  pounded  my  knee  at 
imminent  risk  of  rolling  his  round  bulk  to  the  floor.  Occa- 
sionally his  shining  shoes  absorbed  his  admiration,  or  way- 
side cows  knee-deep  in  the  shallows  of  a  brawling  mountain 
stream,  when  his  ripe  cherry  of  a  mouth  emitted  gruff  little 
cries  of  welcome  and  delight,  while  his  tow-white  hair  stood 
out  in  tiny  rings  like  an  aureola  around  his  face.  The  bring- 
ing of  Baby  McGlory  was  an  experiment.  The  destinations 
of  the  others  were  already  fixed,  but  his  was  to  be  left  to 
chance.  The  city  was  stifling,  and  we  concluded  to  take 
him  on  this  expedition  and  run  the  risk  of  "  placing  "  him 
before  we  returned.  If  we  failed,  we  could  but  bring  him 
back  again,  but  it  was  difficult  to  see  how  any  childless 
woman  could  resist  that  lapful  of  baby  blandishment. 

We  had  steamed  and  strained  our  way  over  the  last 
mountain  stretch  and  slipped  rapidly  along  a  level  winding 
valley  for  something  like  a  half-hour  before  we  transferred 
our  party  from  the  train,  the  baby  clinging  tightly  around 
my  neck,  to  a  three-seated  wagon,  in  which  we  bowled  along 
slowly  for  a  further  distance  of  five  miles  to  the  Huyck 
farm.  Here  the  house  and  barns  nestled  against  the  green 
hill-side,  their  mossy  roofs  defended  against  the  pulsing 
heat  by  arching  elms  and  giant  honey-locusts  that  grew 
along  the  picket-fence. 

"  Land  of  love,  I  didn't  expect  you  for  a  week  yet,"  said 
the  farmer's  wife,  as  she  came  out  to  meet  us  ;  "  but  get 
right  out.  I'll  go  and  get  you  some  dinner,  and  this  evening 
in  the  cool,  we'll  drive  over  to  Chester  and  distribute  them 
children  ! " 

That  was  all  well  enough — but  how  about  Baby  Mc- 
Glory? I  explained  that  young  man's  status  forthwith,  and 
asked  advice  about  a  possible  place  for  him,  while  he  hung 
upon  me  like  a  necklace,  and  sleepily  sucked  his  thumb. 

"  Well  now,  I  declare  ! "  and  Mrs.  Huyck  fixed  a  beaming 
look  of  approval  on  the  little  figure  huddled  up  against  me  ; 
"  I  don't  know — there's  Mis'  Foster  down  to  the  Forks,  she's 
be'n  thinkin'  of  adopting  ever  sence  little  Matie  died.  But 
she  wants  a  girl.  Foster  wouldn't  never  hear  to  no  boy  !  " 
For  once  in  his  life  baby's  sex  was  against  him. 

11  Never  mind,"  said  the  good  Mrs.  Huyck,  as  she  saw 
the  look  of  disappointment  in  my  face,  "  I  got  a  notion  the 
Blinkers  would  take  him  ;  we'll  think  it  over  and  drive  up 
there  this  evening."  After  a  huge  dinner,  concluding  with 
pie  and  cider,  Baby  McGlory  and  I  sought  oblivion  on  the 
slippery  horse-hair  sofa  in  the  best  room,  and  the  result  of 
the  matter  was  that  in  "  the  cool "  we  were  all  stuffed  in  the 
spring  wagon,  John  Peter,  Emily  Jane,  and  Sarah  Susan  ' 
filling  in  alleged  interstices  between  Mrs.  Huyck  and 
"  Father,"  the  matron  and  me,  to  whom  the  baby  still 
clung  with  persistent  content,  jerking  his  little  head  now  and 
then  with  a  regular  motion  to  encourage  the  progress  of  the 
horses.  We  climbed  a  long  hill-road  through  the  sweet- 
smelling  summer  dusk,  where  the  coming  night  was  full  of 
far-away  mysterious  sounds,  bed-time  songs  in  the  bushes, 
and  tree-toads  calling  from  the  swampy  hollows  down  be- 
low. Three  little  awe-struck  hearts  1  knew  were  thrilled 
with  the  strange  delights  of  the  ride,  but  Baby  McGlory 
was  the  one  indifferent  occupant  of  the  wagon,  being  ab- 
sorbed with  his  efforts  to  push  us  all  up  the  hill,  now  and 
then  removing  his  succulent  thumb  long  enough  to  thump 
an  encouraging  "G'ap"  on  my  shoulder. 

It  was  late  when  we  toiled  up  Blinker's  Hill  and  turned 
into  a  lane  that  was  hardly  more  than  a  cart  track  along  an 
open  field  ;  but  when  we  drew  up  at  last  by  the  house-door, 
we  found  there  the  entire  tribe  of  Blinkers.  There  were 
three  long-legged  theologucs — the  sons  set  aside  for  the  min- 
istry— and  the  lad  who  had  been  kept  at  home  to  mind  the 
farm,  all  stretched  out  on  the  grass,  evidently  finishing  a 
cooling-off  process.  Surely  sons  enough  for  any  household  ! 
The  old  man  smoked  his  evening  pipe  on  the  step,  and 
above  him,  on  the  porch,  his  wife  was  creaking  back  and 
forth  in  a  wooden  rocker.  They  took  us  right  into  the 
kitchen,  w'  -re  there  was  a  light,  and  a  table  heaped  with 
d  clothes  from  the  line  gave  forth  a  cleanly, 


pleasant  odor.  Two  bird-cages  hung  in  the  window,  and 
beneath  stood  a  sewing-machine  covered  with  a  red  cloth. 
On  the  table  where  the  lamp  stood  was  a  Bible,  a  copy  of 
"Jonathan  Edward's  Sermons,"  a  "Farmers'  Almanac,"  and 
a  tidy  work-basket.  I  took  in  at  a  glance  that  here,  ready 
at  hand,  was  a  possible  future  for  Baby  McGlory,  if  we 
could  only  win  it,  of  peace  and  piety,  of  frugal  plenty,  clean- 
liness, and  thrift.  Could  we  with  such  a  training  outwit 
heredity? 

The  room  seemed  suddenly  full  of  people,  and  voices, 
and  argument  The  long-legged  theologues  at  once  rallied 
to  the  baby's  side,  and  regarded  our  offer  as  a  very-  attract- 
ive one  ;  but  Father  Blinker  frowned  upon  it  as  a  piece  of 
foolishness,  which  his  wife's  radiant  welcome  of  the  little 
stranger  seemed  to  aggravate.  Baby  McGlory's  future 
seemed  darkening  again,  when  he  took  the  matter  into  his 
own  hands  and  settled  things  for  himself.  Mrs.  Blinker 
had  carried  him  over  to  see  the  canaries,  and  they  stood 
there  chirping  to  the  birds  together,  oblivious  to  the  con- 
fused discussion  that  filled  the  kitchen.  Giving  up  at  last  in 
despair,  I  made  a  move  to  take  the  boy  from  her  arms,  as 
it  was  quite  time  we  got  our  flock  housed  for  the  night, 
when  the  child  gave  evidence  of  the  spirit  that  was  in  him. 
He  clung  tightly  to  her  neck,  and  turned  basely  from  me 
who  had  served  his  royal  pleasure  all  day  with  abject  meek- 
ness. A  renewed  attack  he  repelled  by  kicking  out  lustily 
from  behind  with  his  chubby  heels,  as  he  lay  over  her 
shoulder,  accompanying  that  unmistakable  gesture  with 
howls  of  sleepy  resistance. 

"  Keep  him,"  I  said,  hurriedly,  "  till  to-morrow  morning, 
and  then,  if  you  wish,  send  him  back  to  the  Huyck's  before 
we  start." 

But  Baby  McGlory  was  never  sent  back. 

The  next  time  I  saw  him,  he  was  driving  the  cows  up 
Blinker's  Hill,  and  six  years  of  sunshine  and  happy  out- 
door life  had  toughened  the  muscles  in  his  sturdy,  bare  legs, 
browned  his  round  cheeks  like  polished  chestnuts,  and  red- 
dened his  puckered  lips,  from  which  came  a  clear,  boyish 
whistle  as  he  trotted  along  home  ;  but  the  blue  of  his  eyes 
was  unchanged  as  the  sky,  and  his  tow-colored  hair  still 
clung  in  little  rings  about  his  head.  It  was  a  tour  of  in- 
spection of  our  scattered  charges  that  took  me  there,  and  I 
left  with  a  thankful  heart  at  his  report.  The  worst  that 
could  be  said  as  yet  was  embodied  in  Mrs.  Blinker's  plaint- 
ive and  reluctant  admission  :  "  He's  a  sight  willful  now  and 
then,  and  " — with  a  reproachful  smile  of  indulgence  towards 
his  embarrassed  figure,  kicking  the  dust  just  beyond  the 
door-step — "  an'  he  doos  like  to  run  away  for  a  spell  some- 
times." 

Perhaps,  after  all,  we  were  to  be  permitted  to  cheat  old 
Mother  Nature  of  her  prey,  and,  once  more,  virtuous  train- 
ing would  miraculously  triumph  over  vicious  birth.  Could 
anything  so  winningly  sweet  as  that  boyish  face  go  back  to 
the  mire  from  which  it  sprung  ?  The  dazzle  and  gleam  of 
the  white  teeth  and  the  jewel-like  eyes  and  the  flashing, 
dimpled  smile  threw  a  spell  over  my  heart  and  remained 
with  me  for  days,  just  as  the  haunting  impression  of  his 
baby  wiles,  his  fragrant  breath  and  soft,  cool  cheeks,  the 
sweet  summer  dusk  and  vocal  night  meadows  of  six  years 
before  had  clung  long  about  me  from  that  other  journey  as 
a  happy  augury  of  his  future. 

But  if  Mother  Nature  is  kind,  she  is  also  cruel,  and  she 
carries  out  her  conclusions  with  a  resistless  logic  of  cause 
and  effect.  It  is  ill-work  fighting  fate,  and  the  future  of 
the  children  of  vice  is  difficult  to  avert. 

The  last  time  I  saw  Baby  McGlory  stands  out  in  my 
memory  with  the'  vivid  photography  of  pain.  He  had  cost 
us  many  journeys  and  many  heart-rending  disappointments 
to  this  end.  He  stood  in  the  dock,  a  convicted  felon  at  six- 
teen, and  fixed  upon  the  judge,  as  he  received  his  five-years' 
sentence,  those  same  heaven-blue  eyes  that  looked  baby  in- 
nocence into  mine  that  July  day  when  he  helped  the  engine 
up  the  grades  as  we  rode  away  to  find  him  a  home  and  a 
mother.  They  could  not  help  him  after  all,  for  he  was  one 
of  that  terrible,  branded  army  of  outcasts  whose  crimes  are 
committed  before  they  are  born  and  whose  offenses  are  tried 
at  last  in  a  higher  court  than  any  we  can  appoint,  before  a 
wise  judge  whose  decisions  are  based  upon  an  infinitely  pity- 
ing knowledge  of  the  facts,  impossible  to  human  intelligence. 
Annie  E.  P.  Searing. 

San  Francisco,  December,  1894. 


HARRY    DAM'S    NEW    PLAY. 

A  Success  Scored  in  London  by  an  Ex-San  Franciscan—"  The  Shop 

Girl  "—A  Musical  Comedy— How  it  was  Received— The 

Playwright  and  the  Composer. 


Certain  French  physicians  cure  colds  by  applying  ice  to 
the  spine.  Professor  Pictet  recently  put  before  the  French 
Academy  of  Medicine  the  whole  system  of  frigotherapeutics. 
He  began  by  experimenting  on  dogs,  and  found  that  when 
they  were  plunged  into  a  bath  at  low  temperature 
and  were  kept  there  for  some  time,  they  became  rav- 
enously hungry.  Being  himself  a  sufferer  from  stomach 
disease,  he  had  forgotten  what  it  was  to  have  an 
appetite.  So  he  descended  into  the  refrigerating  tank 
at  a  temperature  many  degrees  below  zero.  He  wrapped 
a  thick  pelisse  and  other  warm  clothes  about  him,  but 
after  four  minutes  he  began  to  feel  hungry.  At  the  end 
of  eight  minutes,  he  climbed  out  of  the  tank  with  a  pain- 
fully keen  appetite.  Many  such  experiments  were  made. 
All  meals,  taken  after  a  short  stay  in  tjie  refrigerator,  agreed 
with  him.  He  found  that  his  dyspepsia  was  cured  after  the 
tenth  descent. 


Twenty-five  thousand  newspapers  will  probably  figure  as 
evidence  in  a  case  now  on  in  the  City  Court  of  New  York. 
The  plaintiffs  placed  a  patent-medicine  advertisement  for 
the  defendant  in  a  large  number  of  papers  throughout  the 
United  States  and  Canada,  between  October  18,  1887,  and 
February,  1892,  and  the  bill  was  paid  in  part,  but  the 
plaintiffs  claim  a  balance  of  $1,560.62,  which  the  defendant 
disputes  on  the  ground  that  the  advertisements  were  not 
given  the  position  called  for  in  the  contract.  If  the  case  is 
pushed,  it  will  be  necessary  that  the  jury  see  each  insertion 
of  the  advertisement  in  each  of  the  twenty-five  thousand 
papers. 


Mr.  H.  J.  W.  Dam,  who  formerly  lived  in  California,  has 
just  produced  a  new  piece  at  the  Gaiety  Theatre  which  bids 
fair  to  be  a  success.  Mr.  Dam  is  not  unknown  to  the  Lon- 
don public,  for  he  has  been  a  writer  on  the  newspapers  here 
for  several  years,  and  this  is  not  the  first  piece  which  he  has 
put  upon  the  stage  ;  but  it  is  the  first  which  has  made  a  hit 
— at  least,  enough  of  a  hit  to  attract  the  attention  of  this 
vast  city,  and  to  cause  people  to  ask  "  Who  is  the  play- 
wright?" The  journals  here  are  supplying  information 
about  Mr.  Dam,  but  it  is  not  of  the  most  accurate  nature. 
This  morning's  Sun,  for  example,  says  :  "  Mr.  Henry  Dam, 
the  author  of  the  new  piece  at  the  Gaiety,  is  an  American,  of 
Dutch  extraction.  He  began  life  as  a  civil  engineer,  his 
father's  occupation.  Then  he  became  a  medical  man,  but 
eventually  a  journalist."  Concerning  this,  Mr.  Dam  says 
that  the  only  statement  in  it  which  is  true  is  that  he  is  an 
American  and  became  a  journalist. 

When  Mr.  Dam  first  came  to  London,  he  was  employed 
in  the  London  bureau  of  the  New  York  Times.  From  there 
he  went  to  the  office  of  the  London  edition  of  the  New  York 
Herald.  After  the  publication  of  that  journal  was  discon- 
tinued, Mr.  Dam  drifted  into  dramatic  work,  combined  with 
desultory  journalism.  His  first  serious  play  was  called 
"  Diamond  Deane  "  ;  it  was  produced  at  the  Vaudeville  sev- 
eral years  ago,  and  ran  for  six  weeks.  His  next  piece  was 
"  The  Silver  Shell,"  which  was  purchased  by  Mr.  and  Mrs. 
Kendal,  and  produced  by  them — first  in  Birmingham  and 
subsequently  in  London.  They  took  it  to  America  with 
them,  on  their  last  tour,  and  may  have  produced  it  there 
also — of  that  I  am  not  informed.  The  play  was  concerned 
with  nihilism,  dynamite,  and  Russia,  while  the  silver  shell 
itself  was  a  dynamite  bomb.     It  met  with  fair  success. 

In  his  new  piece,  "The  Shop  Girl,"  Mr.  Dam  has  taken 
for  the  principal  scene  of  his  play  one  of  the  great  shops  or 
"  stores  "  of  London,  like  the  Army  and  Navy,  the  Coopera- 
tive, and  Whiteley's.  These  great  stores  are  not  unlike  the 
Louvre  and  the  Bon  Marche'  in  Paris,  with  which  Ameri- 
cans are  more  familiar  than  they  are  with  the  London 
stores.  In  the  play,  the  establishment  is  called  "The  Royal 
Stores."  There  is  a  shop-girl  there  known  as  Bessie  Brent. 
Bessie  is  a  foundling,  having  been  left  in  1874  at  an  asylum 
for  such  unfortunate  children.  When  she  had  grown  up  she 
was  apprenticed  to  Mr.  Hooley  of  "The  Royal  Stores." 
Bessie  falls  in  love  with  one  Charlie  Appleby,  a  medical 
student,  to  wfcom  she  becomes  engaged.  In  the  meantime, 
one  John  Brown,  of  Colorado,  discovers  that  his  mining 
partner — who  had  just  died,  leaving  a  small  fortune  of  four 
millions — had  also  left  a  daughter  in  a  foundling  asylum  in 
London.  He  goes  there  at  once,  and  seeks  for  the  lost  one. 
The  only  clews  he  has  are  the  date,  the  sex,  the  birthmark, 
and  the  fact  that  the  lost  daughter  is  one  of  the  five  hundred 
young  women  employed  in  "The  Royal  Stores."  He  is 
obliged  to  apply  to  Hooley,  the  proprietor  of  "  The  Royal 
Stores,"  and  when  Hooley  hears  that  he  has  an  heiress  in 
his  employ,  he  determines  to  wed  her  himself.  In  the 
course  of  his  search,  he  finds  that  a  Miss  Ada  Smith,  also  a 
foundling  and  also  in  his  employ,  answers  to  all  the  descrip- 
tive points  of  the  lost  daughter.  He  determines  to  marry 
her  at  once.  The  only  drawback  is  that  she  is  engaged  to 
Miggles,  the  floor-walker.  Hooley  brings  about  certain  en- 
tanglements by  which  the  engagement  is  broken  off,  and 
weds  his  Ada.  But  when  the  knot  is  tied,  it  develops  that 
Ada  is  not  the  daughter  of  the  dead  miner,  but  that  Bessie 
Brent  is.  The  rage  and  horror  of  Hooley  when  he  discov- 
ers that  his  wife  is  but  a  pauper  instead  of  an  heiress  are 
much  enjoyed  by  Miggles,  the  floor-walker. 

There  is  not  much  else  to  the  story.  The  loves  of  Bessie 
Brent  and  Charlie  Appleby  run  smoothly ;  they  marry, 
make  a  large  donation  to  Bessie's  foundling  asylum,  and 
proceed  to  enjoy  their  four  millions. 

This  would  seem  to  be  a  rather  light  plot  But  it  is  what 
is  called  a  "  musical  comedy,"  and  is  in  reality  only  a  grade 
above  burlesque.  Light  as  it  is,  a  number  of  men  have 
been  concerned  in  the  production  of  it.  First  comes  Mr. 
Dam,  who  may  be  called  the  playwright,  and  Is  responsible 
for  the  plot  and  the  dialogue.  Then  comes  Mr.  Ivan  Caryll, 
who  may  be  called  the  composer,  and  who  is  responsible  for 
most  of  the  music.  But  "  Adrian  Ross  "  has  written  the 
words  to  a  number  of  the  songs,  and  Mr.  Lionel  Monckton 
is  the  composer  of  several  of  the  melodies.  In  fact,  the  hit 
of  the  piece  on  the  first  night  was  "  The  Millionaire  Song," 
and  nobody  seemed  to  know  whether  the  music  was  by 
Monckton  or  CarylL 

Mr.  Caryll,  by  the  way,  seemed  to  be  the  favorite  of  the 
audience  on  the  first  night.  He  is  a  Belgian,  some  thirty- 
three  or  four  years  old,  and  distinguished  himself  some 
years  ago  by  marrying  Miss  Geraldine  L'lmar,  an  American 
comic-opera  artist.  He  it  was  who  finished  the  opera 
of  "The  Mountebanks"  when  it  was  left  by  the  dying 
Alfred  Cellier.  He  has  written  a  number  of  songs,  such  as 
"Look  in  Mine  Eyes,"  "Honey,  My  Honey,"  "Lazily, 
Drowsily,"  but  his  most  successful  work-thus  far  has  been 
11  Little  Christopher  Columbus,"  which  has  run  over  four 
hundred  nights  in  London,  and  is  now  running  in  New  York. 
Miss  May  Yohe  made  a  great  hit  here  in  "Little  Christo- 
pher." This  young  lady  is  a  favorite  in  everything  she  essays. 
She  has  made  another  hit  in  "The  Lady  Slavey." 

But  to  return  to  Mr.  Caryll.  He  wrote  the  music  of  "The 
Shop  Girl"  in  six  weeks,  and  evidently  it  is  his  most  am- 
bitious work  so  far.  Mr.  Caryll,  however,  was  well  known 
to  London  audiences  before  "The  Shop  Girl"  was  put  on. 
Mr.  Dam,  on  the  other  hand,  was  only  slightly  known. 
With  "The  Shop  Girl,"  if  it  continues  to  be  as  popular 
as  the  first  few  nights  would  indicate,  Mr.  Dam  may  be  said 
to  have  arrived.  Piccadilly. 

London,  November  25,  1894. 


December  24,  1894. 


THE        ARGONAUT. 


WAR    CORRESPONDENTS. 


The  American  Compared  with  the  English. 


Cleveland  Moffett,  a  well-known  American  jour- 
nalist, has  a  very  interesting  article  in  the  current 
■Illustrated  American  on  "The  Failure  of  the 
American  War  Correspondent."  He  draws  atten- 
tion to  the  fact  that  practically  all  the  cabled  war 
news  in  the  American  papers  is  dated  from  Lon- 
don, where  it  is  "borrowed"  from  the  great  Lon- 
don dailies.  There  are  long  written  letters  in  the 
papers  occasionally,  but  these,  it  will  be  observed, 
are  sent  by  mail.  The  fact  that  the  American 
papers  get  no  cabled  news  direct  from  the  scene  of 
the  war,  Mr.  Moffett  describes  to  two  causes  : 
First,  the  parsimony  of  the  American  papers,  which 
will  not  permit  them  to  spend  two  dollars  and  a  half 
per  word  in  American  gold  for  direct  war  news 
when  the  same  can  be  scissored  from  the  London 
papers  and  cabled  back  to  New  York  at  ten  cents  a 
word  (press  rates),  or  much  less  if  sent  through  the 
agencies  ;  and,  second,  the  fact  that  they  have  no 
experienced  war  correspondents  in  their  employ. 
These  adroit  American  dailies  (Mr.  Moffett  de- 
clares) give  their  readers,  week  after  week,  at 
merely  nominal  cost,  dispatches  from  the  seat  of 
war  for  which  the  London  Times  or  the  London 
Daily  Telegraph  have  paid  from  five  hundred  to 
two  thousand  dollars  apiece. 

To  illustrate  the  liberal  policy  of  the  London 
press  in  this  matter,  Mr.  Moffett  relates  this  anec- 
;  dote  : 

I  recall  a  conversation  with  Mr.  John  le  Sage,  the  de- 
lightful managing  editor  of  the  London  Daily  Telegraph, 
in  which  he  referred  to  a  certain  editorial  council  held 
when  the  paper  was  sending  Bennett  Eurleigh,  then- 
famous  war  correspondent,  to  the  last  campaign  in  Africa. 
It  was  unanimously  agreed  that  Mr.  Eurleigh  should  use 
no  cable  code,  that  wretched  American  device  for  saving 
money,  but  should  write  his  dispatches  from  the  scene 
of  war  exactly  as  he  would  write  them  if  sitting  in  the 
idon  office.  "How  about  the  'ofV  and  'the's'?" 
asked  a  member  of  the  council,  reminding  his  colleagues 
that  at  the  high  rates  perhaps  fifty  or  a  hundred  pounds 
might  be  saved  on  each  dispatch  by  having  Mr.  Eurleigh 
leave  out  these  little  words.  This  point  having  received 
doe  consideration,  the  council  decided  that  the  "  ofs  " 
and  "  the's "  should  not  be  omitted,  on  the  ground  that 
valuable  time  might  be  lost  iu  writing  them  in  should  the 
dispatch  arrive  late  at  night.  The  paper  preferred  to 
lose  fifty  pounds  on  each  of  twenty  dispatches  rather 
than  run  the  risk  of  having  one  dispatch  miss  the  morn- 
ing edition. 

Coming  to  his  second  point,  that  the  American 
press  has  no  experienced  war  correspondents  in  its 
employ,  Mr.  Moffett  says  : 


The  American  war  correspondent  is 
;an  reporter  "  assigned"  to  "  cover" 


ely  an  Ameri- 
!  The  Ameri- 
can reporter  is  the  victim  of  the  most  heartless,  exacting, 
;rushing  system  in  the  world.  Twelve  or  fifteen  hours  of 
nauseating  work  a  day  for  six,  often  seven  days  a  week, 
.eaves  no  time  and  soon  kills  the  taste  for  home-life,  for 
:ulture,  or  for  self- improvement.  A  war  correspondent 
ihould  be  a  well-read  man,  especially  in  history  and  the 
Dolitical  sciences ;  but  American  newspaper  men  read 
ittle  save  their  own  articles.  They  have  never  been 
taught  to  write,  or  rather  they  have  been  taught  all  too  well 
jo  write  badly.  How  shall  a  man  describe  a  battle  or  a  sea- 
fcht  in  stirring  words,  when  for  years  he  has  been  made 
b  understand  that  the  use  of  stirring  words  is  a  crime'? 
rhe  first  lesson  an  American  reporter  learns  is  to  distrust 
ffhatever  moves  him,  whatever  strikes  him  as  beautiful,  or 
xagic.  In  course  of  time  there  forms  about  him  an  armor 
if  flippancy  and  indifference,  protecting  him  in  a  meas- 
ire  from  the  ills  of  his  condition,  but  too  often  spoiling 
for  high  achievement.  All  great  war  correspondents 
lave  been  men  of  tremendous  earnestness,  like  Stanley 
md  Archibald  Forbes — men  who  were  themselves  moved 
jy  the  horrors  they  witnessed,  and  so  were  able  to  move 
ithers. 

Mr.  Moffett  gives  this  picture  of  the  "  training  " 
or  the  career  of  war  correspondent  that  American 
lewspaper  men  get  in  the  London  and  Paris  bu- 
eaus  of  American  papers  : 

In  18S8  I  was  attached  to  the  Herald's  London  bureau 
nth  Oakey  Hall,  and  every  morning  at  intervals,  be- 
ween  three  and  four  o'clock,  cabs  from  Fleet  Street 
rould  dash  up  to  the  office-door,  bringing  copies,  still 
(amp  from  the  presses,  of  the  Post,  Chronicle,  News, 
")oily  Telegraph,  and  last  of  all,  the  Times,  which  we 
rould  rip  open  with  the  speed  of  experts,  selecting  in  a 
seconds  what  we  wanted,  and  then,  with  a  dash  of 
ctssors,  paste,  and  blue  pencil,  hurrying  it  on  to  the 
ore  in  time  to  be  printed  in  Paris  or  New  York  the  same 
wrning.  Thus  we  gathered  the  news  of  the  world  ! 
."here  is  surely  nothing  in  such  work  to  prepare  a  man 
ar  the  difficult  post  of  war  correspondent,  and  the  mem- 
ers  of  the  Herald's  Paris  staff  are  even  worse  off,  for 
aeir  noses  are  kept  ever  on  the  grindstone  getting  out  the 
'aris  edition,  which,  though  small,  keeps  half  a  dozen 
ditors  out  of  bed  until  five  or  six  o'clock  every  morning 
»hen  it  goes  to  press.  Yet  Mr.  Bennett  counts  on  their 
-rvices  when  the  great  war  comes.  As  for  Harold  Fred- 
ric  and  G.  \V.  Smalley,  the  best  known  of  American 
orrespondents  abroad,  they  are  both  men  of  letters, 
nibs,  and  society,  rather  than  news-gatherers.  It  is 
rmbtful  if  Mr.  Frederic  would  care  to  interrupt  his 
ovel-writing  for  any  military  experiences,  while  Mr. 
malley  is  too  old,  too  stout,  and  too  fond  of  sitting  on 
is  throne  to  respond  to  war's  alarms.  While  many 
rst-class  American  newspaper  men,  strong  enough  to 
aist  the  pernicious  home  influence,  have  been  extremely 
lccessful  at  various  times  on  the  Continent,  the  chang- 
ig  and  erratic  management  of  the  home  papers  has 
iually  led  to  their  recall  just  at  the  moment  of  their 
reatest  usefulness.  This  is  in  accord  with  that  strange 
ilicy  of  papers  like  the  World  and  Herald,  which,  at 
ly  cost,  prevent  their  employees  from  becoming  too 
Doable. 

How  different  is  the  treatment  accorded  English 
jrrespondents  by  the  London  papers  : 
The  more  important  they  can  make  themselves  the  bet- 
r  their  papers  are  pleased,  considering  distinction  earned 
'  their  representatives  as  added  lustre  to  their  own  repu- 
tions.  While  American  correspondents  in  Europe,  as 
home,  are  always  liable  to  discharge,  with  or  without 
.use,  at  a  single  week's  notice,  London  correspondents 
ually  keep  their  positions  for  life  or  until  after  long  ser- 
ce  they  are  retired  on  a  pension  paid  by  their  employers. 
Or  are  they  even  shifted  about  from  one  country  to  an- 


other, as  is  the  American  plan  ;  but  once  stationed  in 
Paris,  Rome,  Berlin,  St.  Petersburg,  or  Constantinople, 
they  remain  there  for  many  years,  often  for  their  whole 
lives.  They  learn  to  speak  fluently  the  language  of  their 
surroundings  in  addition  to  the  French.  Instead  of  being 
pinched  in  their  expenses,  often  to  the  point  of  humilia- 
tion, as  American  correspondents  are,  they  are  expected 
to  take  commodious  houses,  to  entertain  handsomely,  and 
to  occupy  a  position  of  dignity  in  social  and  political 
circles.  The  famous  De  Blowitz,  of  the  London  Times,  is 
not  the  only  English  correspondent  in  Europe  whose  ad- 
vice is  frequently  sought  and  acted  upon  by  the  highest 
government  officials.  The  position  of  Campbell  Clark, 
who,  with  three  assistants,  represents  the  Daily  Tele-  j 
graph  in  Paris  and  telegraphs  to  London  the  most  charm- 
ing correspondence  that  leaves  France,  has  almost  equal 
dignity,  with  greater  wealth  and  social  prestige.  Clifford 
MiUedge,  for  the  Daily  Chronicle,  and  Mrs.  Emily  Craw- 
ford, for  the  Daily  News,  enjoy  the  friendship  and  confi- 
dence of  prominent  men  all  over  Europe. 

Contrast  with  this  the  position  of  the  American 
correspondent  in  a  European  capital : 

He  has  scant  knowledge  of  the  country,  probably  none 
of  the  language,  and  can  claim  little  in  the  way  of  influ- 
ential relations  except  the  American  minister  or  consul, 
who  is  sometimes  glad  to  see  him  and  sometimes  only 
pretends  to  be.  To  his  surprise  he  finds  that  the  paper  he 
represents,  let  it  be  even  the  New  York  Herald  or  the 
New  York  World,  is  by  no  means  a  great  name  to  con- 
jure with.  He  discovers  that  other  American  correspond- 
ents have  been  on  the  ground  before  him,  without  always 
smoothing  the  way.  The  fact  is.  American  correspond- 
ents are  regarded  throughout  Europe  as  a  queer  lot,  and 
often  with  reason.  To  add  to  his  embarrassment,  the 
supply  of  money  allowed  the  new-comer  for  expenses  is 
often  altogether  inadequate  to  bis  needs.  I  know  several 
cases  where  New  York  Herald  men  were  sent  to  Vienna, 
Berlin,  or  Rome  on  a  salary  of  forty  dollars  a  week,  and 
instructions  that  neither  cabs  nor  an  allowance  for  enter- 
tainment would  be  allowed.  They  were  expected  to  cable 
important  news,  state  secrets,  "beats"  on  the  whole 
world,  the  procuring  of  which  threw  them  with  people  of 
the  highest  position,  whose  courtesies  they  were  literally 
unable  to  return.  It  is  hard  to  invite  a  man  to  a  cheap 
table  dhote  dinner,  when  the  night  before  he  dined  and 
wined  you  like  a  gentleman. 

Men  on  the  New  York  World  have  not  forgotten  the 
cable  sent  to  Mr.  Pulitzer  by  Stephen  Bonsai.  Bonsai 
was  in  London  at  the  time,  and  having  received  orders  to 
do  something  that  involved  a  considerable  outlay  from  his 
own  pocket,  which  expenditure  he  knew  might  never  be 
approved,  he  sat  down  in  profound  disgust  and  wrote  the 
following  dispatch: 

"  Pulitzer,  New  York:  Can't  cover  Europe  from  the 
top  of  a  penny  'bus.  Bonsal." 

Here  is  Mr.  Moffett's  picture  of  the  modus 
operandi  of  sending  out  an  American  special  cor- 
respondent : 

Suppose  something   of   unusual  importance   has  hap- 
pened in  one  of  the   European  countries  where  the  Lon- 
don press  is  represented  as  described  above.     Some  New  \ 
York  paper,  wishing  to  dazzle  its  readers  and  disconcert  j 
its  rivals,  decides  to  put  a  correspondent   on  the*  spot,   , 
which   means   sending  him   from    New   York.     This   de- 
cision is  usually  reached  in  a  great  hurry  ;  and  that  same  > 
evening  one  of  the  reporters,  on  coming  in  from  writing 
up  a  scandal,  a  hanging,  or  a  bicycle  race,  finds  an  en- 
velope in  his  box  instructing  him  to  take  the  first  steamer  > 
for    Europe,   where    he    is   to   proceed   at   once,  say    to 
Bucharest,  and  cable  stories  about  the  Roumanian  crisis.   ' 

After  traveling  night   and  day,    the   American    corre- 
spondent finally  reaches   Bucharest,  usually  arriving  in 
the  very  thick  of  the  crisis,  the  business-office  policy  de- 
laying  bis  departure  until  the  last  moment  so  as  to  avoid  1 
risking   the  man's  expenses,  unless  trouble  is  absolutely 
certain.      The   chances   are   that   the   correspondent,  on   I 
reaching  his  hotel,  will   find  two  or  three  savage  cable-   1 
grams  from  his  managing  editor  wanting  to  know  why  he  ( 
has  sent  nothing,  and  calling  for  an  immediate  cable  con-   I 
taining  a  detailed  and  sensational  account  of  the  situa- 
tion,  with  a  statement  of  causes  that  have  produced  the  1 
trouble  and  a  prophecy  as  to  the  probable  outcome.    This  I 
order  is   imperative,  and  the  unfortunate  correspondent 
promptly  sends  for  writing  materials  and  cocktails,  and 
proceeds  to  execute  it,  less  disconcerted  than  might  be 
imagined. 

Blunders,  often  ludicrous,  are  committed  by 
American  correspondents  sent  abroad  in  this  way. 
Mr.  Moffett  says  : 

So  saturated  are  they  with  the  "hustling,"  prying 
methods  tolerated  and  encouraged  in  America,  that  their 
first  impulse,  on  arriving  in  a  foreign  capital  where  some 
crisis  is  preparing,  is  to  jump  into  a  cab,  and,  with 
scarcely  a  pause  for  dinner  or  a  change  of  linen,  dash  off 
to  interview  the  king,  the  prime  minister,  or  the  com- 
mander-in-chief, who  may  or  may  not  be  expecting  them. 
Twice  during  my  easly  experience  in  Europe,  working 
for  the  Herald,  I  narrowly  escaped  arrest :  once  for  climb- 
ing over  a  wall  to  be  present  at  a  garden-party,  given  by 
the  late  Count  of  Paris,  when  a  dozen  princes  were  on 
the  grounds,  and  once  at  Portsmouth,  when  I  rowed  out  at 
night  to  see  the  queen's  yacht  while  her  majesty  was 
aboard.  At  the  time,  I  knew  no  better  than  to  do  these 
things  ;  I  thought  I  was  serving  Mr.  Bennett  faithfully, 
and  indeed  received  commendation  for  my  "enterprise." 

Still  more  amusing  is  the  following  story  of  an 
occurrence  in  London  a  few  years  ago  at  the  time 
of  the  Cleveland  Street  scandal : 

All  England  and  the  world,  in  fact,  was  ringing  with 
the  story  of  this  almost  national  disgrace.  In  the  midst 
of  this  tension  of  public  feeling,  a  new  man  sent  to  join 
the  London  staff  of  the  New  York  Herald  felt  that  he 
must  save  the  situation.  Going  into  the  private  office  of 
Mr.  Louis  Jennings,  then  in  charge  of  the  London 
Herald,  he  spoke  in  this  strain  : 

"This  Cleveland  Street  affair  seems  to  be  a  horrible 
thing,  Mr.  Jennings  '." 

Mr.  Jennings  admitted  that  it  was. 

"It  strikes  me  we  ought  to  do  something  about  it. 
People  over  in  America  want  to  get  at  the  real  facts  in 
the  case.  My  idea  would  be  to  see  the  Prince  of  Wales 
and  get  him  to  make  a  statement." 

Mr.  Jennings,  who  was  a  very  reserved  man,  dignified 
in  manner,  looked  at  the  earnest  young  correspondent  for 
a  moment,  and  then  said,  quietly: 

"That  would  be  an  excellent  idea.  In  what  form  would 
you  have  the  prince  make  the  statement?" 

"Why,  in  an  interview  ;  we  could  cable  it  to  New  York 
to-nighl." 

Mr.  Jennings  was  silent  again,  then  said: 

"  This  matter  is  so  important  and  this  interview  will 
be  so  valuable  that  we  ought  not  to  intrust  it  to  any  less 
experienced  person  than  yourself.  Will  you  undertake 
it?" 

"  I  am  a  little  tired  from  my  journey,"  said  the  corre- 
spondent, "but,  under  the  circumstances,  I   will  do  it." 

Mr.  Jennings  sent  for  a  cab,  and  the  correspondent 
started  down-stairs.     Presently  he  reappeared. 

"  By  the  way,  where  will  I  find  the  prince?" 

"Oh,"  answered  Mr.  Jennings,  with  his  usual  serious- 


ness, "at  Marlborough  House.  How  much  will  you 
write?" 

"It's  worth  two  or  three  columns;  don't  you  think 
so?" 

"  Fully  that,"  answered  Mr.  Jennings. 

With  this  the  correspondent  drove  away  up  the  Strand, 
and  Mr.  Jennings,  tor  once  in  his  life,  leaned  over  on  his 
desk  and  laughed  until  the  tears  rolled  down  his  cheeks. 
What  happened  to  the  correspondent  when  he  reached 
Marlborough  House,  or  how  he  fared  at  the  hands  of  the 
prince's  haughty  flunkies,  will  knever  be  known.  He  did 
not  return  to  the  office  that  night,  and  he  never  again  re- 
ferred to  the  subject. 


High  Society  in  the  Windy  Metropolis. 

The  Duke  of  Chicago  was  calling  on  the  fair 
Lady  Wabash  with  serious  intent.  He  had  been 
taking  several  flyers  at  her,  but  had  not  come 
down  to  business. 

"  Aw,  you  make  me  tired,"  she  said,  blushing 
furiously. 

"  Come  off,"  he  responded,  as  he  awkwardly  fell 
over  a  tabouret,  or  ottoman,  or  something  that 
never  should  have  been  left  in  the  middle  of  the 
floor. 

"  What  are  vou  giving  me  guff  like  that  for  ?" 
she  inquired,  tremulously. 

"Guff,  nothing,"  he  exclaimed;  "that's  a 
straight  tip." 

"  'Tisn't  wind  pudding  ?  "  she  murmured,  doubt- 
ingly. 

"  Course  not.  What  do  you  take  me  for,  any- 
how ?  "  arid  his  voice  sounded  like  a  strain  of  for- 
gotten music. 

"  Do  you  really  mean  business  ?"  she  asked,  as 
she  shrank  back  into  the  shadow. 

"  For  a  winner,  and  no  mistake." 

"  And  we'll  consolidate  ?" 

"  That's  the  size  of  it,  Birdie." 

"  Oh,  duke  !  "  she  cried,  flinging  herself  into  his 
arms.  "  I  never  thought  I'd  have  a  cinch  like  this. 
I  wasn't  on  to  your  racket  a  little  bit,  and  thought 
you  were  only  giving  me  a  bass-drum  solo  for  the 
summer  campaign." 

And  the  duke  imprinted  upon  her  rosy  lips  a 
wholesome  seven  by  nine  salute. — Detroit  Free 
Press. 

Herbert  F.  Bingham,  late  British  Consul  at 
Greytown,  Nicaragua,  has  been  promoted.  At  the 
inception  of  the  Bluefields  incident,  the  American 
and  British  consuls  on  the  Atlantic  coast  of  Nica- 
ragua were  deprived  of  their  exequaturs.  This 
action  was  taken  by  the  Zelaya  Government  at 
Managua,  the  capital  of  the  republic.  After  a 
diplomatic  contest,  they  were  tendered  to  the  con- 
suls. Mr.  Bingham  refused  to  accept  his  unless  an 
apology  was  tendered.  None  was  offered.  He  de- 
clined to  accept  a  new  exequatur.  His  spirited 
action  has  met  with  the  warmest  approval  of  his 
government.  Recently  he  has  received  a  new  and 
important  consular  position  in  Costa  Rica.  It  is 
reported  that  he  will  be  made  Consul  -  General 
for  Great  Britain,  with  residence  in  Guatemala. 


The  San  Francisco  Nursery  for  Homeless  Chil- 
dren desires  to  thank  its  many  friends  and  to  ap- 
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Christmas  holidays.  There  are  sixty-five  children 
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The  nursery  receives,  shelters,  and  maintains  all 
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or  religion. 

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THE        ARGONAUT. 


December  24,  1894. 


LITERARY    NOTES. 


Personal  and  Miscellaneous  Gossip. 
The  sad  news  has  come  from  Samoa,  under  date 
of  December  8th,  that  the  famous  novelist,  Robert 
Louis  Stevenson,  had  died  there  of  apoplexy. 
Elsewhere  in  this  issue  will  be  found  a  considera- 
tion of  his  place  in  literature.  A  list  of  his  works 
is  as  follows  : 

"An  Inland  Voyage,"  1S78  ;  "  Edinburgh  :  Picturesque 
Notes."  187S;  "Travels  with  a  Donkey  in  the  Cevcnnes," 
1879;  "Virginibus  Puerisquc  and  Other  Papers,"  1881  ; 
■'Familiar  Studies  of  Men  and  Books."  188= ;  "New 
Arabian  Nights,"  i8S=;  "Treasure  Island,"  1883 ;  "The 
Silverado  Squatters:  A  Sketch  from  a  California  Mount- 
ain," 1883  ;  "  A  Child's  Garden  of  Verse."  18S5  ;  "  Prince 
Otto:  A  Romance."  1885  ;  "Strange  Case  of  Dr.  Jekyll 
and  Mr.  Hyde,"  1S86;  "Kidnapped;  Being  Memoirs  of 
David  Balfour  in  the  Year  i7S>."  *886 ;  "The  Merry 
Men.  and  Other  Tales  and  Fables,"  1887;  "Under- 
woods "  (verse).  18S7  ;  "  Memories  and  Portraits,"  1887  ; 
"A  Memoir  of  Flecming  Jcnkin."  1S87  ;  "The  Master 
of  Ballantrae,"  1889;  "Ballads,"  1890;  "Across  the 
Plains,"  1893;  "A  Child's  Garland  of  Songs."  1892; 
"David  Balfour,"  1893;  "Island  Nights*  Entertain- 
ment," 1S93;  with  Fanny  Van  de  Grift  Stevenson,  "The 
Dynamiter:  More  New  Arabian  Nights,"  1885;  with 
Lloyd  Osbourne,  "The  Wrong  Box."  1890;  "The 
Wrecker,"  1892;  and  "The  Ebb  Tide,"  1894.  A  new 
novel  was  half  finished  when  the  novelist  died. 

"  Some  Reminiscences  of  Dr.  Holmes  as  Profes- 
sor of  Anatomy"  will  be  given  in  the  January 
Scribner's  by  his  pupil  and  successor  in  the  Har- 
vard Medical  School,  Thomas  Dwight,  M.  D. 

The  title  of  the  new  book  by  Mrs.  Everard 
Cotes  (Sara  Jeannette  Duncan),  which  is  to  be  pub- 
lished shortly  by  D.  Appleton  &  Co.,  is  "  Vernon's 
Aunt."  It  was  received  with  much  favor  on  its 
simultaneous  serial  publication  in  this  conntry  and 
England. 

It  is  announced  in  the  Athenaum  that  a  selection 
from  the  unpublished  manuscripts  left  by  Guy  de 
Maupassant  will  shortly  be  issued  by  Ollendorff. 
The  volume  will  comprise  fragments  of  two  novels 
on  which  the  author  was  engaged  when  attacked 
by  the  illness  which  proved  fatal,  "  L'Ame 
Etrangere"  and  "  L'Angelus."  Of  the  former, 
only  the  opening  chapter  had  been  completed  when 
he  suspended  the  work,  that  his  undivided  atten- 
tion might  be  given  to  carrying  out  the  idea  of  the 
latter,  which  had  suddenly  fascinated  him. 

Mrs.  Maud  Ballington  Booth,  who  began  the 
work  of  the  Salvation  Army  in  the  slums  of  Lon- 
don a  number  of  years  ago,  has  written  the  first 
extended  account  of  it  for  the  January  Scribner's. 

Miss  Varina  Jefferson  Davis,  whose  literary 
work  has  heretofore  been  in  the  way  of  folk-lore 
and  short  stories,  has  just  completed  a  novel 
founded  upon  a  singular  fact.  It  is  called  "The 
Veiled  Doctor/'  and  tells  the  story  of  an  over- 
sensitive man  whose  married  life  with  a  not  very 
sensitive  young  woman  was  a  tragedy  to  both  of 
them. 

The  Prince  de  Joinville,  whose  "Souvenirs" 
were  published  by  Macmillan  &  Co.  on  the  fifteenth, 
was  the  third  son  of  Louis  Philippe,  and  was  born 
in  1813.  He  served  during  our  Civil  War  under 
General  McClellan  in  the  Peninsular  Campaign, 
and  later  in  the  Franco- Prussian  War.  His  "  Sou- 
venirs" cover  th*1  period  from  his  birth  to  1848,  and 
include  a  most  interesting  description  of  the  bring- 
ing of  Napoleon's  body  from  St.  Helena  to  Paris, 
a  duty  allotted  to  him  by  his  father,  the  king. 

A  correspondent  in  New  York  sends  us  the  fol- 
lowing note  on  the  newly  popular  fad  for  collecting 
posters  : 

"The  Napoleon  poster  by  Grasset,  which  the  Century 
lias  been  putting  out,  has  probably  attracted  more  atten- 
tion than  any  poster  ever  before  issued  in  this  country. 
Little  boys  have  begged  their  fathers  to  take  them  to 
'the  Napoleon  circus,'  and  Charles  Dudley  Warner,  who 
ipent  election  day  in  Brooklyn,  asked  a  friend  if  he  would 
be  kind  enough  to  tell  him  what  office  Napoleon  was  run- 
ning for  in  that  city.  Dealers  have  been  selling  it  to  their 
customers,  and  the  publiihers  have  -been  almost  over- 
whelmed with  requests  from  collectors  for  copies,  for  the 
fad  of  collecting  potters  has  arisen  in  this  country,  and 
every  collector  has  sought  to  obtain  a  copy  of  this  brill- 
iant color-scheme  of  the  French  artist  with  its  '  Paderew- 
ski '  horse.  Over  in  Paris  the  sale  of  posters  has  become 
a  regular  business,  and  the  *  paper '  is  so  carefully  guarded 
that  the  bill-board  man  must  account  for  every  piece 
given  him.  Two  dollars  and  a  half  is  the  usual  price  paid 
there  by  collectors  for  a  poster  by  one  of  the  great  mas- 
ters of  the  art.  The  Century  Company  has  just  issued 
a  special  edition  of  this  Napoleon  picture,  without  type, 
for  collectors,  at  one  dollar  a  copy. 

"  A  Chicago  sculptor  wants  to  make  a  bas-relief  of  it ; 
but  the  following  conversation  which  one  of  the  Century 
people  had  with  a  news-dealer,  who  keeps  a  little  stand 
on  a  Broadway  corner,  seems  to  indicate  that  this  work 
of  art  is  not  appreciated  by  everybody.  '  Yes,  the 
people  stopped  to  look  at  it,'  said  the  news-dealer,  '  an'  I 
guess  it  done  tome  good  ;  but  say— dat  horse  stumped 
'em.  One  feller  comes  along  an' he  says  tome:  "  W'at 
ders  dat  repreienfr"  I  says:  "Napoleon."  "I  know 
dat,"  says  he;  "  but  whtrc's  he  supposed  to  be?  "  Well, 
of  course  I  didn't  know  where  he  was,  but  I  seen  dere  was 
a  lot  of  fire  round  'urn,  so  I  tells  the  feller  wot  it  was— a 
picture  of  Napoleon  in  hell ;  an'  he  says  :  "  Well,  the  man 
wot  drawed  dat  horse  ought  to  be  in  hell  wid  'urn. 

The  Queen  of  Italy  gave  an  audience  to. Zola  on 
December  4th,  at  Rome,  and,  as  the  novelist  de- 
clared later,  proved  herself  perfectly  conversant 
with  his  works.  M.  Zola  had  already  "inter- 
viewed "  the  Pope. 

Noah  Brooks  begins  in  the  January  Scribner's  a 
group  of  papers  on  "  American  Party  Politics,"  in 
*^)ich  he  will  present  the  personality  of  the  great 
leaders  who  have  influenced  party  history  from  the 


time  of  Washington  to  Greeley.  A  notable  series 
of  portraits  will  accompany  these  articles,  the  whole 
group  forming  a  valuable  introduction  to  the  narra- 
tive history  of  the  "  Last  Quarter  Century  of  the 
United  States,"  by  President  Andrews,  of  Brown, 
which  will  begin  in  the  March  number. 

D.  Appleton  &  Co.  have  recently  copyrighted  and 
published  : 

"The  Story  of  Ung."  by  Rudyard  Kipling;  "Powder 
and  Paint"  and  "Mr.  Webster,"  by  Mrs.  W.  K.  Clif- 
ford; "The  Minister's  Dog,"  by  Maarten  Maartens  ;  the 
first  volume  of  "The  Gods,  Some  Mortals,  and  Lord 
Wickenham,"  by  John  Oliver  Hobbes  ;  the  first  volume 
of  "James  Vansettart's  Vengeance,"  by  Mrs.  J.  L. 
Needcll;  the  first  volume  of  "The  Lady  of  the  Pool," 
by  Anthony  Hope;  and  "  Noemi,"  by   S.  Baring-Gould. 

George  Moore's  new  book,  "  Celibates,"  will  be 
published  in  this  country  by  Macmillan  &  Co., 
who,  with  the  fate  of  "Esther  Waters"  before 
them,  have  taken  care  to  protect  this  book  with  all 
the  force  of  the  copyright  law. 

Lawrence  Irving,  the  second  son  of  the  actor, 
has  a  volume  of  prose  in  preparation,  and  is  also 
about  to  publish  "  Godefroi  and  Yolande,"  a 
mediaeval  play,  for  which  Aubrey  Beardsley  has 
made  three  illustrations.  Mr.  Irving  is  now 
twenty-two  years  old,  and  was  intended  for  the 
British  diplomatic  service.  He  has  been  stationed 
in  Pans  and  in  Russia,  having  been  three  years  at 
St.  Petersburg. 

A  new  ballad  by  Bret  Harte,  "A  Question  of 
Privilege  Reported  by  Truthful  James,"  will  be 
published  in  the  February  Scribner's.  It  is  in  his 
earlier  manner,  and  tells  of  the  doleful  fate  that 
befell  a  man  who  stuttered. 

Hall  Caine's  Christmas  story,  "  The  Mahdi," 
although  recently  revised  by  the  author,  is  not  a 
recent  work.  Originally  it  was  a  drama  intended 
for  a  London  theatre,  but  was  withdrawn  owing  to 
religious  opposition.  Its  present  form  is  described 
as  that  of  a  Moorish  romance  of  our  own  time,  the 
scene  being  laid  in  Fez. 

Mr.  Crockett's  new  story,  "The  Men  of  the 
Moss-Hags,"  now  running  in  an  English  paper, 
will  be  issued  in  America  by  Macmillan  &  Co.  It 
is  concerned  with  that  period  of  Scottish  history 
called  "  The  Killing  Time." 

The  will  of  James  Anthony  Froude  orders  that 
all  his  literary  papers  be  destroyed,  including  the 
unprinted  documents  concerning  the  Carlyles  which 
Thomas  Carlyle  bequeathed  to  him. 

George  Meredith  has  been  at  work  for  ten  years 
on  the  novel,  "The  Amazing  Marriage,"  which 
begins  in  the  January  Scribner's.  He  has  written 
it  in  the  simpler  phraseology  which  many  prefer, 
rather  than  in  the  complex  style  to  which  some 
readers  have  seriously  objected. 

The  great  work  of  Professor  Maspero,  entitled 
"The  Dawn  of  Civilization,"  which  is  coming  from 
the  press  of  D.  Appleton  &  Co.,  contains  nearly 
five  hundred  illustrations.  The  book  is  thus  de- 
scribed : 

"This  volume  is  an  attempt  to  put  together  in  a  lucid 
and  interesting  manner  all  that  the  monuments  have  re- 
vealed to  us  concerning  the  earliest  civilization  of  Egypt 
and  Chalda:a,  The  period  dealt  with  covers  the  history 
of  Egypt  from  the  earliest  date  to  the  fourteenth  dynasty, 
and  that  of  Chaldn:a  during  its  first  empire.  The  book  is 
brought  up  to  the  present  year,  and  deals  with  the  recent 
discoveries  at  Koptos  and  Dahabur." 

Macmillian  &  Co.  report  that  a  second  edition 
of  Dr.  George  Birkbeck  Hill's  book  on  Harvard 
College  has  been  called  for.  The  work  is  not  yet 
a  fortnight  old.  The  new  edition  will  contain 
an  index  prepared  by  the  author.  Purchasers  of 
the  first  edition  may  secure  copies  of  the  index  by 
applying  to  the  publishers. 

Frederick  Greenwood,  whose  "  Lover's  Lexicon  " 
was  one  of  the  most  popular  books  of  a  year  ago,  is 
this  year  the  author  of  a  new  work,  "  Imagination 
in  Dreams."  The  material  is  treated  much  on  the 
lines  laid  down  by  the  Society  for  Psychical  Re- 
search. 

Henry  Wolf  is  the  first  American  engraver  to  be 
represented  in  the  series  of  special  frontispieces 
which  will  run  through  the  numbers  of  Scribner's 
for  the  current  year,  beginning  in  January. 

Mr.  George  Moore's  "  Esther  Waters  "  is  shortly 
to  appear  as  a  feuilleton  in  the  Gaulols.  It  is  being 
translated  by  J.  H.  Rosny,  one  of  the  younger 
French  novelists,  who  must  have  been  "  put  to  it" 
to  get  some  of  Mr.  Moore's  dialect  into  French. 

"  Synnuve  Solbakken  "  forms  the  first  volume  in 
the  complete  edition  of  Hjurnstjerne  Bjbrnson's 
Collected  Works,  edited  by  Edmund  Gosse  and 
published  by  Macmillan  &  Co.  This  is  a  revised 
reprint  of  a  highly  praised  and  approved  previous 
translation,  but  the  future  volumes  will,  for  the 
most  pari,  be  newly  translated,  while  all  will  be 
read  for  the  press,  as  well  as  edited,  by  Mr.  Gosse. 

Dr.  A.  Conan  Doyle  has  a  dramatic  poem  in  the 
January  Scribner's  written  in  a  quaint,  old  manner, 
telling  "A  Forgotten  Tale."  It  will  be  illustrated 
by  Howard  Pyle. 

The  illustrated  edition  of  "  Border  Ballads," 
edited  by  Andrew  Lang  and  published  by  Long- 
mans &.  Co.,  is  limited  to  seven  hundred  and  fifty 
copies  only,  one-half  destined  for  the  United  States. 


The  Congress  of  Americanists. 

An  organization  of  scientific  men,  who  are  espe- 
cially interested  in  American  antiquities,  holds  reg- 
ular meetings  at  intervals  of  two  years.  This  or- 
ganization is  called  "The  Congress  of  American- 
ists," and  many  of  the  best-known  scientific  men 
of  Europe  are  members  of  it.  In  1892,  the  con- 
gress met  at  Huelva,  in  Spain,  which  is  near  the 
convent  of  La  Rabida  and  also  near  the  port  of 
Palos.  Christopher  Columbus,  as  is  well  known, 
spent  a  considerable  time  at  the  convent  of  La 
Rabida,  and  he  sailed  from  Palos  on  his  ever- 
memorable  voyage  of  discovery.  At  the  meeting 
of  the  congress  in  1892,  a  proposition  was  received 
from  William  E.  Curtis,  of  the  Bureau  of  American 
Republics,  that  the  congress  should  meet  in  the 
United  States  this  year.  Xhe  congress  consented 
to  hold  its  meetings  in  1893  in  this  country  ;  but 
the  government  took  no  action  to  support  the  invi- 
tation extended  by  Mr.  Curtis,  and  the  project  fell 
through.  The  congress  met  this  year  in  Stockholm, 
in  Sweden.     The  meeting  was  held  in  August. 

Mr.  Baz,  Charge"  d'Affaires  of  Mexico,  desired 
that  the  congTess  should  hold  an  extraordinary 
meeting  in  Mexico  in  1895.  Joseph  F.  Loubat,  who 
is  intensely  interested  in  American  antiquities,  was 
present  at  the  meeting  of  the  congress  in  Huelva 
in  1892  and  at  Stockholm  this  year.  He  cordially 
supported  the  plan  of  holding  an  extraordinary 
meeting  in  Mexico  next  year,  and  largely  through 
his  efforts  the  congress  decided  that  a  meeting 
should  be  held  in  Mexico  in  1895,  but  the  Mexican 
Government  does  not  appear  as  yet  to  have  taken 
steps  to  follow  up  the  invitation  extended  by  Mr. 
Baz,  and  the  members  of  the  Congress  of  American- 
ists are  in  suspense  as  to  whether  the  Government 
of  Mexico  will  take  official  action  looking  toward 
the  reception  of  the  members  in  Mexico  next  year. 
It  is  hoped  that  Senor  Romero,  the  Mexican  Min- 
ister in  Washington,  will  interest  himself  in  the 
matter  without  delay,  and  will  urge  the  home  Gov- 
ernment of  Mexico  to  take  the  proper  steps  imme- 
diately. 

Professor  Virchow  and  others  of  the  most  promi- 
nent and  influential  scientific  men  of  Europe  are 
members  of  the  Congress  of  Americanists,  and  at 
the  Stockholm  meeting  many  of  them  expressed 
much  gratification  over  the  plan  of  holding  a  meet- 
ing in  Mexico  in  1895. 


President  E.  Benjamin  An- 
drews of  Brown  University  has 
prepared  the  text  Tor  Scribner's 
Magazine's  "  History  of  the 
Last  Quarter  Century  in  the 
United  States,  1869-  1895," 
which  will  be  the  chief  feature  for 
the  coming  year.  President  An- 
drews has  been  not  only  a  con- 
stant student  of  the  events  which 
have  made  these  years  so  remark- 
able, but  has  gained  a  special 
reputation  for  picturesque  and 
graphic  narrative. 

The  topics  treated  in  the  early 
chapters  are  still  fresh  in  the 
minds  of  most  readers,  and  in- 
clude among  hundreds  of  others 
such  subjects  as  : 

General  Grant  as  Civil  Chief. 

The  Ku-Klux-Klan. 

Chinese  Immigration. 

Decay  of  the  Merchant  Marine. 

The  Chicago  Fire. 

Horace  Greeley  and  His  Career. 

The  Credit  Mobilier  Scandal. 

The  Great  Panic  of  1873. 

Carpet-Bag  Governments. 

The  Whiskey  Ring. 

The  Centennial  Celebration. 

Secretary  of  War  Belknap. 

Exposure  of  the  Indian  Ring. 

Black  Hills  Excitement. 

Custer's  Indian  Fights. 

The  Discovery  of  the  Great  Divide. 

Completion  of  the  Transcontinental   Railroad. 

The  Reconstruction  Period. 

Grant's  First  Cabinet. 

The  Fourteenth  Amendment,  etc.,  etc. 

This  serial  history  gives  the 
only  part  of  the  History  of  the 
United  States  that  has  not  been 
written  and  re-written.  The  il- 
lustrations will  be  a  sreat  feature. 

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LITERARY    NOTES. 


New  Publications. 

"  Ruby  at  School,"  by  Minnie  E.  Paull,  the  third 
volume  of  the  Ruby  Series  of  stories  for  little  girls, 
has  been  published  by  Estes  &  Lauriat,  Boston  ; 
price,  $1.00. 

"  Otto's  Inspiration,"  by  Mary  H.  Ford,  a  pretty 
tale  of  a  little  wandering  musician  who  grows  to 
be  a  great  violinist,  famous  in  two  continents,  has 
been  published  by  S.  C.  Griggs  &  Co.,  Chicago  ; 
price,  $1.00. 

"An  Outing  with  the  Queen  of  Hearts,"  by 
Albion  W.  Tourgee,  a  rambling  talk  on  the  beau- 
ties of  Nature,  the  exactions  of  literature  as  a  mis- 
tress, and  other  topics,  has  been  published  by 
Merrill  &  Baker,  New  York  ;  price,  $1.00. 

"  Fagots,"  by  Hester  A.  Benedict,  a  volume  of 
verses  on  domestic  love  and  kindred  virtues,  not 
rising  to  heights  of  inspiration  but  expressing  senti- 
ments that  will  find  an  echo  in  many  hearts,  has 
been  published  by  Charles  Wells  Moulton,  Buf- 
falo ;  price,  $1.00. 

"Judah,"  with  an  appreciative  introduction  by 
Joseph  Knight,  is  the  third  of  Henry  Arthur 
Jones's  plays  to  be  published  in  book-form.  It  is  a 
powerful  drama,  and  affords  an  interesting  and 
valuable  study  in  the  technique  of  dramatic  con- 
struction. Published  by  Macmillan  &  Co.,  New 
York  ;  price,  75  cents. 

"  Nehushtan  :  A  Romance  of  Rome,  Rule,  and 
Ruin,"  by  J.  R.  Roe,  M.  D.,  which  a  special  com- 
mittee of  the  A.  P.  A.  organization  commends  as 
"  a  very  creditable  story,  exposing  the  evil  nature 
and  harmful  tendencies  of  Romanism  on  domestic 
life,"  is  published  by  the  Christian  Publishing  Com- 
pany, St.  Louis  ;  price,  $1.50. 

"  In  the  Midst  of  Alarms,"  by  Robert  Barr,  is  a 
love-story,  the  scene  of  which  is  laid  in  Canada 
during  a  Fenian  uprising.  The  hero  is  a  con- 
scienceless young  reporter  who  is  rusticating  with  a 
young  physician  on  a  Canadian  tarm,  and  they  fall 
in  love  with  two  country  girls.  Published  by  the 
Frederick  A.  Stokes  Company,  New  York  ;  price, 
75  cents. 

"  Nuggets  in  the  Devil's  Punch-Bowl  and  Other 
Australian  Tales,"  by  Andrew  Robertson,  contains, 
in  addition  to  the  one  that  figures  in  the  title, 
"  Lanky  Tim,"  "  Lost  in  the  Bush,"  and  "  Thun- 
der-and-Lightning " — four  short  stories  of  life  in 
the  bush,  on  the  great  sheep  ranges,  and  in  the 
mines.  Published  by  Longmans,  Green  &  Co., 
New  York  ;  price,  $1.25. 

Milton's  "  L'Allegro,"  "  II  Penseroso,"  "  Gomus," 
and  "Lycidas";  Shakespeare's  "A  Midsummer 
Night's  Dream";  Macaulay's  "Essay  on  John 
Milton";  George  Eliot's  "Silas  Marner"  ;  and 
Sir  Walter  Scott's  "  Woodstock  "  have  been  issued, 
each  with  an  introduction  and  notes,  in  the  Eclectic 
English  Classics  published  by  the  American  Book 
Company,  New  York  ;  price,  20,  20,  20,  30,  and  60 
cents,  respectively. 

"At  the  Gate  of  Samaria,"  by  William  John 
Locke,  is  the  story  of  a  girl  who  breaks  away  from 
the  traditions  of  her  Tory-Puritan  family  of  pro- 
vincial gentlefolk  and  goes  up  to  London  to  live  in 
bachelor  apartments.  She  is  not  a  "  newwoman," 
however,  or  a  "  revolted  daughter  "  ;  she  is  an  en- 
thusiast in  art,  and  the  story  follows  her  develop- 
ment in  art  through  love.  Published  by  D.  Apple- 
ion  &  Co.,  New  York  ;  price,  $1.00. 

"  Helen,"  by  Oswald  Valentine,  is  the  story  of  a 
girl,  full  of  enthusiasms  for  culture  and  the  improve- 
ment of  the  race  and  with  the  means  to  gratify 
them,  who  marries  a  young  fellow  fresh  from  Cam- 
bridge and  equally  enthusiastic  ;  but  he  regards  her 
and  her  money  merely  as  means  to  the  attainment 
of  his  ends.  It  is  a  clever  study  in  modern  dilet- 
tanteism  and  selfishness.  Published  by  G.  P. 
Putnam's  Sons,  New  York  ;  price,  50  cents. 

"  The  Land  of  Heart's  Desire,"  by  W.  B.  Yeats, 
is  a  quaint  little  dramatic  poem  :  it  tells  how  a 
young  bride  is  won  away  from  her  new  home  in  an 
Irish  peasant  family  by  the  pixies,  in  spite  of  her 
husband's  love  and  the  adjurations  of  the  priest. 
It  reminds  one  of  Maeterlinck's  strange  dramas  in 
its  mysticism  ;  but  it  is  not  so  weirdly  sombre  as 
the  productions  of  the  "  Belgian  Shakespeare," 
nor  has  its  author  his  curious  Ollendorff!  an  trick  of 
repetition.  Published  by  Stone  &  Kimball,  Chi- 
cago ;  price,  $1.00. 

"Theatrical  Sketches,"  by  "  Margaret,"  contains 
a  number  of  little  essays  on  persons,  plays,  and 
features  of  theatrical  life  ;  among  them  :  "  Lester 
Wallack  Averse  to  the  Stage.  His  Advice  to  a 
Young  Lady,"  "  A  Glimpse  of  the  Domestic  Life 
of  Edwin  Booth,"  "  Louis  James  in  Comedy,"  "  A 
Dispute  Preceding  the  Professional  D6but  of  Mrs. 
James  Brown  Potter,"  "Mr.  Bellew  Married  or 
Single,"  "  Whistling  as  a  Fine  Art,"  "  The  Draw- 
ing-Room  Entertainer  with  Professional  Aspira- 
tions," and  so  on.  Several  portraits  of  prominent 
actors  serve  as  illustrations.  Published  by  the 
Merriam  Company,  New  York. 

"The  Social  Official  Etiquette  of  the  United 
States,"  by  Mrs.  Madeleine  Vincent  Dahlgren,  is  a 
valuable  little  book  for  those  who  desire  to  know 


the  rules  of  precedence  and  other  social  regulations 
that  obtain  in  Washington  society.  The  author  is 
the  daughter  of  the  Hon.  S.  F.  Vincent,  who  was 
for  twenty-five  years  in  the  House  of  Representa- 
tives and  the  widow  of  Admiral  Dahlgren,  and  her 
long  residence  in  the  national  capital,  where  she 
has  been  a  prominent  social  figure,  gives  her  the 
right  to  speak  authoritatively  on  these  matters. 
Published  by  John  Murphy  &  Co.,  Baltimore  ; 
price,  $1.00. 

"The  Growth  of  Love,"  by  Robert  Bridges,  the 
third  volume  of  the  English  Reprint  Series,  is 
preceded  by  a  "Brief  and  General  Consideration 
of  the  Poems  of  Mr.  Robert  Bridges,"  by  Lionel 
Johnson,  which  he  contributed  to  the  Century  Guild 
Hobby  Horse  for  October,  1891.  In  speaking  of  this 
poem.  Mr.  Johnson  says  : 

"The  volume  of  seventy-nine  sonnets,  entitled  'The 
Growth  of  Love,'  is  of  noticeable  beauty:  it  may  be 
thought,  in  point  of  mental  and  imaginative  strength,  his 
finest  work.  Unlike  most  sonnets  of  our  time,  these  son- 
nets are  weighty  with  close  thought  and  rich  with  images 
in  the  Shakespearean  and  in  Milton's  ways,  yet  not  ob- 
scure nor  luxuriant  in  the  less  happy  manner  of  Rossetti. 
And  their  substance  is  congruous  with  the  form ;  each 
grave  or  exulting  thought  finds  within  the  limits  of  the 
fourteen  lines  an  exact  place  for  it  to  fill  ;  so  Petrarch 
conceived  the  sonnet,  and  so  Sidney." 

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George  W.  Cable's  latest  novel,  "John  March, 
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has  now  been  brought  out  in  book-form.  It  is,  pri- 
marily, a  picture  of  Southern  life  in  the  reconstruc- 
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in  the  past  fifteen  years  or  so.  We  first  find  John 
March  a  lad  of  eight  years,  the  only  son  of  an  ante- 
bellum magistrate — a  charming  old  gentleman,  full 
of  kindly  courtesy  and  provincialisms — and  we  soon 
feel  that  he  is  to  marry  little  Barbara  Garnet,  who 
is  three  years  his  junior.  Eventually,  he  does  so, 
but  not  until  he  has  been  taught  by  hard  experi- 
ences that  the  work-a-day  world  is  not  the  Utopia 
of  his  imaginings.  The  novel  is  not  a  gTeat  one, 
nor  is  it  particularly  dramatic,  but  it  impresses  one 
as  a  truthful  picture  of  life.  Published  by  Charles 
Scribner's  Sons,  New  York  ;  price,  $1.50. 

In  these  days  when  laymen  talk  of  their  ills  as 
learnedly  as  the  most  recently  graduated  physicians, 
such  a  work  as  "  A  Pocket  Medical  Dictionary,"  by 
George  M.  Gould,  A.  M.,  M.  D.,  is  a  necessity. 
The  vocabulary  of  scientific  terms  has  grown  enor- 
mously in  the  past  decade,  and  in  no  branch  has  its 
growth  equaled  that  in  medicine.  Dr.  Gould's  little 
dictionary  is  just  what  is  needed  to  keep  one  up  to 
date  in  these  puzzling  phrases  ;  it  gives  the  pro- 
nunciation and  definition  of  twelve  thousand  of  the 
principal  words  used  in  medicine  and  the  collateral 
sciences,  and  includes,  also,  very  complete  tables  of 
the  arteries,  muscles,  nerves,  and  bacilli  ;  ther- 
mometric  scales  ;  and  a  dose-list  of  drugs  and  their 
preparations,  in  both  the  English  and  metric  sys- 
tems of  weights  and  measures.  Published  by  P. 
Blakiston,  Son  &  Co.,  Philadelphia  ;  price,  $1.00. 

"Elder  Conklin  and  Other  Stories,"  by  Frank 
Harris,  is  a  book  that  the  reader  will  not  soon  for- 
get. It  contains  six  short  stories  of  life  in  the 
West  and  the  Far  West  of  America,  written  by  an 
Englishman  who  has  observed  that  life  closely,  but 
through  the  distorting  spectacles  of  a  prejudiced 
Briton.  "Elder  Conklin"  is  a  John  Brown  of 
early  Kansas,  an  abolitionist  who  resorts  to  shot- 
gun arguments  to  hold  his  farm  against  the  United 
States  troops  ;  he  is  made  of  stern  stuff,  but  he 
and  his  daughter  and  their  associates  are  altogether 
unlovely.  "  Gulmore,  the  Boss,"  is  a  strongly 
drawn  picture  of  the  man  who  comes  to  the  front 
in  corrupt  politics.  "A  Modern  Idyll"  is  the 
story  of  a  minister  who  refuses  a  "call"  to  a 
higher-salaried  charge  in  order  that  he  may  con- 
tinue his  liaison  with  the  wife  of  one  of  his 
deacons,  and  then  preaches  a  sermon  on  the  text : 
"  For  whosoever  will  save  his  life  shall  lose  it,  and 
whosoever  will  lose  his  life  for  My  sake  shall  find 
it."  The  other  stories  are  "  The  Sheriff  and  his 
Partner,"  "  Eatin'  Crow,"  and  "  The  Best  Man  in 
Garotte."  "A  Modern  Idyll"  appeared  in  the 
Fortnightly  Review — of  which  Mr.  Harris  was  then 
and  until  quite  recently  the  editor — and  created  no 
little  indignation  in  this  country.  The  English 
papers  are  now  praising  the  book  for  its  "  strength." 
The  tone  of  American  criticisms  may  be  judged 
from  these  phrases  from  the  Dial  : 

"  Some  three  or  four  years  ago,  the  readers  of  the 
Fortnightly  Review  were  regaled  with  a  peculiarly  nause- 
ating compound  of  piety  and  immorality  in  the  shape  of 
'A  Modern  Idyll/  a  story  by  Mr.  Frank  Harris,  the 
editor  of  the  Review.  .  .  .  Presently  the  Revue  des  Deux 
Mondes,  always  on  the  watch  for  queer  American  things, 
translated  one  of  these  stories,  '  Elder  Conklin '  by  name ; 
and  the  sapient  Frenchman,  as  he  read  of  the  extraordi- 
nary doings  of  '  Conklin  l'Ancien,'  doubtless  opened  his 
eyes  very  wide  and  said  to  himself:  'This  is  surely  the 
real  thing  ;  now  we  see  ces  Amiricains  as  they  actually 
are.  ...  As  transcripts  of  American  life,  even  in  Kansas 
and  other  remote  localities,  they  are  grotesquely  inade- 
quate." 

Published  by  Macmillan  &  Co. ,  New  York  ;  price, 

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"  The  Columbia  Desk  Calendar,"  which  is  now 
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'SONNETS    OF    THE    WINGLESS    HOURS.' 


By  Eugene  Lee-Hamilton, 


ON   THE   HORSES   OF   ST.    MARK. 

There  be  four  brazen  stallions  of  the  breed 
That  Nike"  drove  at  Marathon  abreast, 
Who  march  before  St.  Mark's  with  pace  repress'd, 

As  if  herself  were  curbing-ln  their  speed  ; 

Marching  as  they  have  marched  through  crowd  and  creed 
Down  all  Antiquity  with  clip-maned  crest, 
And  through  the  Middle  Times  with  broad  bronze  chest, 

To  trample  down  the  Present  like  a  reed. 

They  march  towards  the  Future  of  the  world, 

In  Time  not  Space  ;  and  what  the  path  is  through 
Is  writ  in  shadowy  scrolls  not  yet  unfurl 'd  ; 

And  as  they  march,  the  pigeons  waltz  and  coo 
Upon  their  sunlit  backs,  when  eve  has  curl'd 
The  still  canals,  as  eve  is  wont  to  do. 

THE   RING   OF   FAUSTUS. 

There  is  a  tale  of  Faustus — that  one  day 
Lucretia  the  Venetian,  then  his  love, 
Had,  while  he  slept,  the  rashness  to  remove 

His  magic  ring,  when  fair  as  a  god  he  lay ; 

And  that  a  sudden,  horrible  decay 

O'erspread  his  face  ;  a  hundred  wrinkles  wove 
Their  network  on  his  cheek  ;  while  she  above 

His  slumber  crouched,  and  watched  him  shrivel  away. 

There  is  upon  Life's  hand  a  magic  ring — 
The  ring  of  Faith-in-Good,  Life's  gold  of  gold ; 

Remove  it  not,  lest  all  Life's  charm  take  wing ; 

Remove  it  not,  lest  straightway  you  behold 

Life's  cheek  fall  in,  and  every  earthly  thing 
Grow  all  at  once  unutterably  old. 

A  SPANISH   LEGEND. 

There  is  a  story  in  a  Spanish  book, 
About  a  noisy  reveler,  who,  one  night, 
Returning  home  with  others,  saw  a  light 

Shine  from  a  window,  and  climbed  up  to  look  ; 

And  saw,  within  the  room,  hanged  to  a  hook, 
His  own  self-strangled  self,  grim,  rigid,  white  ; 
And,  stricken  sober  by  that  livid  sight. 

Feasting  his  eyes,  in  wordless  horror  shook. 

Has  any  man  a  fancy  to  look  in. 

And  see  as  through  a  window,  in  the  Past, 
His  nobler  self,  self-choked  with  coils  of  sin, 

Or  sloth,  or  folly? — round  the  throat  whipped  fast, 

The  nooses  give  the  face  a  stiffened  grin  : 
*Tis  but  thyself;  look  well ;  why  be  aghast? 

IDLE   CHARON. 

The  shores  of  Styx  are  lone  for  evermore, 
And  not  one  shadowy  form  upon  the  steep 
Looms  through  the  dusk,  far  as  the  eye  can  sweep, 

To  call  the  ferry  over  as  of  yore  ; 

But  tintless  rushes,  all  about  the  shore, 

Have  hemmed  the  old  boat  in,  where,  locked  in  sleep, 
Hoar-bearded  Charon  lies  ;  while  pale  weeds  creep 

With  tightening  grasp  all  round  the  unused  oar. 

For  in  the  world  of  Life  strange  rumors  run 

That  now  the  Soul  departs  not  with  the  breath, 
But  that  the  Body  and  the  Soul  are  one; 

And  in  the  loved  one's  mouth,  now,  after  death, 

The  widow  puts  no  obol,  nor  the  son, 
To  pay  the  ferry  in  the  world  beneath. 

THE  OBOL. 
The  coin  referred  to  in  this  sonnet  was  a  modern  Greek 
piece  of  five  lepta,  rather  smaller  than  a  halfpenny,  and 
bearing  the  word  Qbolos  on  the  reverse. 

Scarce  have  I  rhymed  of  Charon  looming  gray 
Amid  pale  rushes,  through  the  dusky  air, 
And  of  the  Obol  we  no  longer  care 
To  put  in  dead  men's  mouths  as  ferry-pay, 
When,  lo,  I  find,  among  some  pence,  to-day 

Received  as  common  change,  I  know  not  where, 
A  stray  Greek  obol,  seeming  Charon's  fare 
To  put  between  my  lips  when  I  be  clay. 

Poor  bastard  Obol,  even  couldst  thou  cheat 

The  shadowy  boatman,  I  could  scarcely  find 
The  heart  to  cross:  extinction  seems  so  sweet. 

I  need  thee  not  ;  and  thou  shalt  be  consigned 

To  some  old  whining  beggar  in  the  street, 
Whose  soul  shall  cross,  while  mine  shall  stay  behind. 

A    FLIGHT   FROM   GLORV. 

Once,  from  the  parapet  of  gems  and  glow, 
An  Angel  said,  "  O  God,  the  heart  grows  cold 
On  these  eternal  battlements  of  gold, 

Where  all  is  pure,  but  cold  as  virgin  snow. 

"  Here  sobs  are  never  heard  ;  no  salt  tears  flow  ; 
Here  there  are  none  to  help — nor  sick  nor  old  ; 
No  wrong  to  fight,  no  justice  to  uphold  : 
Grant  me  Thy  leave  to  live  man's  life  below." 

"  And  then  annihilation?  "  God  replied. 

"  Yes,"  said  the  Angel,  "  even  that  dread  price  ; 
For  earthly  tears  are  worth  eternal  night." 

"  Then  go,"  said  God.    The  Angel  opened  wide 

His  dazzling  wings,  gazed  back  on  Heaven  thrice, 
And  plunged  forever  from  the  walls  of  Light. 


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The  realms  of  faery,  as  seen  at  the  Baldwin  on 
Monday,  were  more  gorgeous  than  ever  before. 
The  dwellers  in  these  tinseled  grottoes,  these  pale- 
blue  caves,  these  rainbow  palaces,  lived  up  to  their 
magnificent  surroundings,  and  in  the  habitual 
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chanters, and  fays  were  something  absolutely  stun- 
ning. 

The  story  of  "  Aladdin  and  the  Wonderful  Lamp  " 
is  one  of  those  inimitable,  incomparable  stories 
which  can  never  die.  It  comes  from  the  East,  and 
carries  with  it  the  mystery,  the  magnificence,  the 
weird,  phantasmagoric  splendor  that  hovers  like 
the  scent  of  sandal-wood  and  prayer-sticks  around 
whatever  comes  hitherward  from  the  land  of  sun- 
rise. Over  it  plays  the  lurid  light  of  the  Oriental 
imagination,  extravagant,  untrammeled,  heated, 
bizarre.  It  is  not  like  the  reserved  and  chilled 
fairy-tales  of  Western  longitudes,  in  which  a  fairy 
godmother,  whose  power  of  gift  is  extremely 
limited,  or  a  mere  tyro  of  an  enchanter,  wields  all 
the  magic  power.  It  riots  in  a  carnival  of  splendor. 
No  niggardly  magician  doles  out  a  few  gems,  or 
transforms  a  few  domestic  animals  into  convenient 
steeds  and  winged  griffins.  Things  are  done  with 
a  sweeping  thoroughness.  Jewels  rain  upon  the 
hero  when  he  has  them  ;  and  when  he  has  them 
not  the  future  looks  so  dark,  the  malevolent  genii 
are  so  persistent,  so  fearfully  powerful,  that  his  life 
seems  to  tremble  in  the  balance. 

Among  all  the  Eastern  fairy  fables,  Aladdin  is 
one  of  the  most  complete,  the  most  careful  and  ex- 
citing. Sinbad  is  a  powerful  rival,  but  there  is  a 
sort  of  ease  about  the  way  Sinbad  drifts  into  whirl- 
pools of  success  that  robs  him  of  the  picturesque 
interest  which  always  clings  about  the  man  of 
many  misfortunes.  Ali  Baba  is  the  only  Arabian 
Nights  hero  whose  history  is  as  absorbing  as 
Aladdin's.  It  is  hard  to  beat  some  of  the  exciting 
moments  in  Ali  Baba's  story.  That  is  a  terrible 
one,  a  moment  when  chills  go  quivering  down  the 
spine,  when  Ali  Baba,  concealed  among  the  rocks, 
sees  the  robber  train  wind  slowly  down  the  defile, 
and  hears  the  mystic  "Open  Sesame"  of  the 
chief.  And  where,  inside  the  cave,  loaded  with  his 
spoil,  Cassim  Baba  finds  that  he  does  not  know  the 
words,  and  realizes  that  he  is  trapped  in  this  dim 
vault,  with  the  faint  glimmer  of  lamps  touching 
heaps  of  piled-up  treasure  1 — that  is  a  grewsome 
predicament,  lurid  with  tragedy.  The  story  of 
Ali  Baba  had  an  interesting  heroine,  Morgiana. 
She  was  a  slave,  but  her  cleverness  and  her  dusky 
beauty  won  your  respect.  There  was  a  mild, 
Oriental  passivity  about  her  which  charmed.  She 
was  not  more  serene  when  she  marked  the  doors  of 
the  houses  with  the  red  cross  than  she  was  when 
she  poured  the  boiling  oil  on  the  robbers  hiding  in 
the  earthenware  jars.  And  to  end  her  wild  dance 
by  driving  the  dagger  into  her  enemy's  heart  was  a 
fitting  and  suitable  finale. 

Baroulbadour  is  not  to  be  compared  with  Mor- 
giana. She  was,  like  most  people  of  very  high 
rank,  rather  uninteresting.  In  David  Henderson's 
"  Aladdin,  Jr.,"  it  is  she  who  gives  the  wonderful 
lamp  for  the  one  which  the  magician  offers  her  in 
exchange.  This  is  Baroulbadour' s  one  sensible  ac- 
tion throughout  the  piece.  It  is  also  one  of  the 
few  times  the  extravaganza  seems  distinctly  to  re- 
vert to  the  original  story.  With  its  extraordinary 
meUe  of  dancers,  singers,  Irish  washerwomen, 
negro  melodies,  specialty  acts,  and  outbreaks  into 
paroxysms  of  burlesque,  Aladdin  and  his  wonderful 
lamp  are  entirely  lost  sight  of — figuratively  that  is, 
not  actually.  It  would  be  impossible  to  lose  sight 
of  Miss  Anna  Boyd  while  she  is  anywhere  on  the 
stage.  She  is  not  going  to  let  that  happen,  come 
what  may. 

The  little  scene  between  Baroulbadour  and 
Abanayar  over  the  lamp  is  the  best  bit  in  the  ex- 
travaganza. Baroulbadour  is  pretty,  in  a  plump, 
comfortable,  blonde-wiggcd  way,  and  Norman's 
cleverness,  which  still  exists,  nailed  defiantly  to  the 
mast,  amid  the  foundering  wreckage  of  wit  that 
floats  about  through  "  Aladdin,  Jr.,"  Is  fresh  and  re- 
vivifying. His  little  bit  of  character- acting  as  a 
Jew  peddler,  his  delightfully  crisp,  humorous  ren- 
dering of  the  song,  "  Moses  Levi  Kohn,"  are  wel- 
come as  the  shadow  of  a  rock  in  a  weary  land. 
Among  all  this  company  of  people  there  are  but  two 
who  can  speak  so  that  they  can  be  heard.  One  of 
these  is  Mr.  Norman,  whose  articulation  is  of  a 
splendid,  resonant  clearness  that  many  established 
actors  might  copy  ;  the  other,  M'.  Albert  Vroom, 
whose  accent  seems  to  betray  an  English  origin. 
The  women  all  talk  so  rapidly  that  one  can  under- 
stand nothing  they  say.  It  may  be  that  they  are 
ashan  Theever    Goodwin's    dialogue. 


This  is  a  promising  sign.  Discontent  with  what  is 
bad  shows  growth  toward  what  is  good.  Perhaps 
some  day,  in  that  distant  millennium  when  the  lion 
and  the  lamb  are  to  be  reconciled,  a  Chicago  ex- 
travaganza may  come  to  us  where  the  dialogue  is 
entertaining  and  the  jokes  do  not  come  from  num- 
bers of  Life  and  Puck  that  go  back  farther  than  the 
memory  of  the  oldest  inhabitant. 

In  the  matter  of  costume,  "  Aladdin,  Jr.,"  dis- 
tances all  its  sumptuous  predecessors.  Money, 
care,  and  pains  have  been  expended  upon  the 
dresses,  for  the  most  part  with  success.  Among 
the  individual  costumes,  those  of  the  Spirits  of  the 
Lamp  and  Ring  are  easily  ahead.  These  are  not 
only  handsome,  but  they  are  designed  by  some  one 
who  had  a  sense  of  color  and  picturesqueness.  The 
Spirit  of  the  Ring— in  blues  that  shaded  from  the 
dullest  and  softest  of  tints  to  deep,  velvety  Prussian 
blue,  with  a  pair  of  variegated  wings  trembling  on 
her  shoulders— was  a  striking  figure.  Her  first  en- 
trance, when  she  suddenly  flashes  out  from  the 
dimness  of  the  cave,  tall  and  immobile  in  the  white 
glare  of  a  calcium  light,  was  even  more  effective 
than  Baroulbadour's  entrance  in  a  green  palanquin. 
But  the  Spirit  of  the  Lamp  is  even  finer.  The 
dress  of  this  figure — the  long,  web-like  green  wings 
in  which  he  can  wrap  himself,  or  else,  with  ex- 
tended arms,  let  hang  in  loose  silken  mesh  to  the 
ground — was  far  and  away  the  handsomest  in  the 
whole  performance.  The  Spirit's  abrupt  appear- 
ances, too,  so  swift,  so  silent,  so  sudden,  his  motion- 
less and  impassive  demeanor,  his  rigid  obedience 
to  the  commands  of  the  possessor  of  the  lamp, 
made  him  quite  the  ideal  familiar  who  does  what 
he  is  told  and  asks  no  questions. 

In  the  ballets  and  marches,  the  costuming  is  quite 
magnificent,  and  the  dresses  seem  to  be  fresher 
than  those  of  some  of  the  stars,  which  were  de- 
cidedly dingy.  The  Amber  Ballet  was  quite  a 
symphony  in  yellows,  or  in  those  warm  golden 
tones  which  shade  off  into  dusky  orange  and 
chocolate,  and  pale  into  the  faintest  and  most 
dawn-like  tints  of  primrose.  The  shifting  mass  of 
color  in  this  dance  was  most  successful,  a  kaleido- 
scopic, undulating,  whirling,  serpentining  mael- 
strom of  hues  that  had  for  their  key-note  the  pure, 
transparent,  lucent  gold  of  amber.  The  continu- 
ous appearance  of  fresh  relays  of  coryphees,  each 
batch  adding  a  new  tone  to  the  glittering  and 
golden  whirlpool,  each  reinforcement,  in  the 
rhythmic  evolution  of  the  dance,  suddenly  revealed 
hastening  toward  the  front,  in  a  long,  glowing, 
yellow  line,  made  a  perpetual  effect  of  change  and 
surprise,  and  stirred  into  the  seething  meUe  of 
dancers  more  gold,  more  movement,  more  glint  of 
tinsel  and  gleam  of  satin,  till  the  whole  seemed  a 
wild  dance  of  the  spirits  imprisoned  in  amber  and 
yellow  topaz,  with  sunlight  shining  over  them  and 
through  them  in  thin,  opalescent  radiance. 

The  dancing,  however,  was  not  a  match  for  the 
costuming.  The  two  premieres  were  excellent  in 
their  own  line,  but  this  line  is  no  longer  so  popular 
as  of  yore.  Dancing,  like  singing,  should  have  the 
effect,  at  least,  of  a  perfect,  unlabored  spontaneity. 
The  Italian  school,  in  their  stiff,  unbending  skirts, 
their  tight-waisted  bodices,  their  distorted  and 
muscular  limbs,  have  not  a  suggestion  of  the 
spontaneous,  enraptured  joie  de  vivre  which  should 
mark  the  dancer  as  well  as  the  dance.  They  show 
the  perfection  of  training  and  the  curious,  difficult 
precision  of  movement  of  well-drilled  automatons. 
The  lithe,  impassioned  grace  of  all  things  that  are 
beautiful  in  movement  —  the  wonder  of  whose 
going  was  felt  by  the  Biblical  sage  who  saw  how 
beautiful  was  "  the  way  of  a  serpent  on  a  rock,  the 
way  of  an  eagle  in  the  air  " — is  lost  in  their  me- 
chanical, rigid  regularity  of  step  and  movement. 
Italian  dancing  of  this  order  is  always  more  re- 
markable than  graceful,  a  peculiarity  which  marks 
many  artistic  things  that  are  offered  us  for  admira- 
tion. It  must  be  hard  to  do,  and  therefore  is  beau- 
tiful. The  dancing  of  these  two  women  must  have 
been  extremely  hard  to  do,  and  it  was  not  beauti- 
ful, but  it  was  finished  in  its  class,  spoke  of  intense 
labor  and  unwearied  application,  of  muscles  devel- 
oped into  cords  that  were  all  supple  steel,  and  a 
training  that  began  in  childhood,  when  the  liga- 
ments of  the  body  were  pliable  and  elastic. 

The  coryphees  showed  little  training  or  ability. 
They  are  better  than  they  used  to  be,  but  so  far  no 
good  general  dancing  has  been  seen  in  any  of  the 
Chicago  extravaganzas.  The  women  do  not  seem 
to  be  properly  trained  or  sufficiently  trained.  In- 
dividually, a  good  many  of  them  were  graceful,  but 
en  masse  they  did  not  seem  to  move  together  with 
either  grace  or  ease.  If  the  extravaganza  people 
could  get  a  ballet-master  such  as  one  of  the  Kiralfys, 
they  would  have  good  dancing.  Those  remarkable 
brothers  could  have  trained  a  broomstick  into  grace. 
There  have  never  been  such  ballets  in  this  country 
as  those  they  gave  in  "  Round  the  World  in  Eighty 
Days"  and  "  Sieba."  To  be  sure,  they  had  the 
Allen  Sisters  with  them,  women  possessed  by  the 
genius  of  dancing,  whose  most  careless  pose  was  a 
poem,  and  who,  when  they  danced,  had  an  appear- 
ance of  ecstatic  joy  in  the  pleasure  of  their  own  ex. 
quisite  grace. 

There  are  a  good  many  new  songs  in  "  Aladdin, 
Jr.,"  some  of  them  very  amusing.  Miss  Ray- 
mond's "Alabama  Coon"  is  a  gay  and  catching 
negro  melody.  Every  one  can  not  have  the  mys- 
terious accompaniment  of  the  squalling  infant,  but 
the  song  itself   is  pretty  enough   to  go  without. 


"Johnny,  my  Old  Friend  John,"  was  a  good  song, 
too.  In  fact,  they  were  all  more  or  less  amusing, 
new,  and  in  good  taste.  The  two  exceptions  were 
Miss  Anna  Boyd's  two  music-hall  ditties,  which 
were  out  of  place,  vulgar,  and  sung  and  selected 
with  the  worst  possible  taste.  It  is  rather  a  pity 
that  "Aladdin,  Jr.,"  which,  let  its  faults  be  what 
they  may,  is  careful  not  to  offend  against  the  canons 
of  a  certain  kind  of  good  taste,  should  introduce 
these  extremely  dull  and  vulgar  effusions. 


STAGE    GOSSIP. 


"  Aladdin,  Jr."  will  be  continued  at  the  Baldwin 
throughout  the  holidays. 

Rather  an  odd  idea  in  the  way  of  revivals  is  that 
of  "The  Two  Orphans,"  which  is  coming  to  the 
Baldwin  in  the  spring.  It  will  be  an  elaborate  pro- 
duction, with  Janauschek  as  Mother  Frochard  and 
Kate  Claxton  as  Louise,  a  notable  combination. 

Sadie  Martinot  and  Max  Figman,  supported  by 
a  competent  company,  will  re-open  the  California, 
after  its  week  of  unaccustomed  seclusion,  on  Mon- 
day evening,  December  24th,  with  "The  Pass- 
port." The  play  is  a  comedy  by  Stephenson  and 
Yardley,  who  have  written  several  fairly  successful 
pieces,  such  as  "  The  Nominee,"  and  is  said  to  be 
a  fitting  vehicle  for  Miss  Martinot's  arch  comedy 
and  Mr.  Figman's  broader  humor. 

The  Bush  Street  Theatre  will  open  its  doors  this 
(Saturday)  evening  for  the  winter  season.  The  new 
lessees,  Messrs.  Hoyte  and  Lee,  have  repainted  the 
house  and  made  it  comfortable  and  pretty,  and 
have  decided  to  put  their  prices  down  to  a  figure 
that  will  be  decidedly  "popular."  The  star  of 
their  company  is  Miss  Lillian  Beddard,  and  Here- 
ward  Hoyte  is  her  leading  man.  "  The  White 
Woman,"  a  dramatization  of  Wilkie  Collins's 
"Woman  in  White,"  is  to  be  the  opening  play, 
and  it  will  be  followed  by  a  new  London  piece, 
"  The  Yellow  Curtain." 

The  Christmas  spectacle  at  the  Tivoli  is  to  be 
"  Lalla  Rookh,"  a  burlesque  of  Moore's  famous 
poem  by  John  P.  Wilson,  with  music  composed 
and  arranged  by  Joseph  Hirschbach.  The  scenic 
side  of  the  production  and  the  mechanical  effects 
are  to  be  unusually  elaborate,  and  the  cast  of  char- 
acters will  be  as  follows  : 

Lalla  Rookh,  Gracie  Plaisted ;  Feramora,  Alice 
Gaillard ;  Arungzebe,  Thomas  C.  Leary ;  Fadladeen, 
Ferns  Hartman  ;  Korsanbad.  Philip  Branson ;  Hafed, 
John  J.  Raffael  ;  Hinda,  Alice  Neilson  ;  Namouna, 
Belle  Thorne ;  Laloute,  Kittle  Loomis ;  Wong  Fat, 
George  Olmi ;  Trybac,  Belle  Emmett ;  Nograyt  Sbaykz, 
Fred  Kavanaugh ;  Redshid  Stikb,  Edward  Torpi ; 
Lazib  Bohnz,  George  Harris  ;  Nycie  Sing.  Vera  Werden  ; 
Pets!  Wetsi,  Ethel  Jewett ;  Duka  Dimunz,  Stella  Wil- 
mott. 

The  Marie  Tavary  Grand  English  Opera  Com- 
pany is  to  follow  the  Henderson  extravaganza  at 
the  Baldwin  Theatre.  The  popular  little  French 
tenor,  Guille,  is  a  member  of  the  company,  and  so 
is  Payne  Clarke,  an  American  tenor.  The  reper- 
toire is  a  very  extended  one,  and  includes  "  Alda," 
"  Trovatore,"  "  Traviata,"  "  Rigoletto,"  "  Ballo  in 
Maschera,"  "  Ernani,"  "  Norma,"  "  William  Tell," 
"  Faust,"  "  Romeo  and  Juliet,"  "  The  Huguenots," 
"  L'Africaine,"  "Dinorah,"  "Don  Giovanni," 
"The  Magic  Flute,"  "  Martha,"  "  Stradella," 
"Lucia,"  "Lohengrin,"  "  Tannhauser,"  "The 
Flying  Dutchman,"  "  Carmen,"  "  I  Pagliacci,"  and 
"  Cavalleria  Rusticana  " — certainly  a  variety  wide 
enough  to  suit  all  tastes. 

The  new  De  Koven  and  Smith  comic  opera, 
"  Rob  Roy,"  has  been  produced  in  New  York,  and, 
while  not  an  electrifying  success,  has  pleased  the 
audiences.  The  music  is  not  so  good  as  that  of 
"  Robin  Hood,"  but  the  performers  have  made  the 
most  of  both  it  and  the  libretto.  The  plot  may  be 
summarized  as  follows  : 

The  first  act  opens  in  front  of  the  house  of  the  mayor 
of  Perth,  Dugald  MacWheeble  (Richard  F.  Carroll) ;  a 
party  of  Highlanders  make  a  raid  upon  the  mayor's 
house  and  appropriate  a  large  sum  of  money  intrusted  to 
that  official  for  the  British  troops.  This  mayor  is  very 
much  of  a  time-server,  one  minute  swearing  allegiance  to 
the  crown,  and  the  next  turning  over  its  soldiers  to  his 
Highland  kinsmen,  and  vice  versa.  He  also  has  a  pretty 
daughter,  Janet  (Miss  Juliette  Corden),  who  is  secretly 
married  to  Rob  Roy.  But  the  mayor  disposes  of  bis 
daughter  in  the  same  way  as  he  does  of  his  political 
allegiance,  to  the  latest  comer,  so  that  finally  Janet  finds 
herself  married  to  three  men,  Rob  Roy,  Captain  Sheri- 
dan, the  English  officer,  and  Sandy  MacSherey,  the 
town-crier.  And  as  a  mere  declaration  constitutes  a 
Scotch  marriage,  Janet  is  the  wife  of  three  opposing  fac- 
tions. She  settles  it  all  by  escaping  to  the  "woods" 
with  the  real  choice  of  her  heart,    Rob  Roy.     Act   two 


finds  the  Highlanders  in  hiding  after  Culloden.  Act 
three  settles  everything  happily,  beneath  the  shadows  of 
Stirling  Castle.  Flora  MacDonald  (Miss  Lizzie  Mac- 
nicholj  gives  herself  up  for  her  bonnie  sweetheart,  but 
the  English  prove  magnanimous  upon  discovering  her 
sacrifice,  and  yield  the  prince  his  liberty. 

An  Eastern  critic  thus  characterizes  the  leading 
r61es  : 

"The  make-up  of  Mr.  Herbert  as  Sandy  and  that  of 
Mr.  Carroll  as  the  Mayor  are  gems  in  their  way.  Mr. 
Pruette  as  Rob  Roy,  Miss  Corden  as  Janet,  Mr.  Berthald 
as  the  Bonnie  Prince,  Miss  Macnichol  as  Flora,  Mr. 
McLaughlin  as  Lochiel.  all  sing  more  than  acceptably, 
while  Miss  O'Keefe,  as  Captain  Sheridan,  can  not  sing 
at  all,  but  has  broken  the  heart  of  every   'chappie'  in 


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A    GREAT    FRENCH    CLOWN. 


•Chocolat"    and   the   Nouveau   Cirque   of   Paris. 


Chocolat  came  from  Hayti  one  fine  morning  and 
made  his  d£but  in  a  private  family  as  a  valet.  Not 
successful  in  this  rdle,  he  ran  away  with  madame's 
pet  femme  de  chambre,  and  later  turned  up  at  the 
Nouveau  Cirque  as  a  clown. 

Chocolat  is  the  blackest  interpretation  of  a  negro 
on  record,  the  darkest,  jolliest  translation  of  laugh- 
ter extant.  He  is  the  most  famous  black  clown  in 
Christendom,  and  the  only  one  I  know  whose  face 
is  made  up  for  him  by  Providence  without  the  addi- 
tion of  accentuated  lines  of  exaggerated  paint. 

There  are  two  Chocolats,  in  the  ring  and  out. 
Jin,  he  is  gotten  up  in  white  duck  or  flannel,  ridicu- 
lously cut  in  exaggerated  parody  of  the  latest 
fashion,  with  white  cotton  gloves,  every  finger  of 
which  is  stretched  wide  apart  from  its  fellow,  and 
used  as  a  means  of  expressing  the  most  ridiculous 
sentiments  in  the  most  unheard-of  way.  He  does 
not  do  the  funny  clown  who  antics  eternally,  and 
whom  we  all  so  well  know.  On  the  contrary,  his 
r61e  is  to  pretend  to  be  fearfully  awkward,  and 
stumble  over  everything  in  and  out  of  sight,  ex- 
haustively, to  the  uproarious  delight  of  all  the  small 
and  large  boys  in  the  delighted  audience. 

Out  of  the  ring  he  is  the  successful  negro,  full  of 
mischief,  and  jokes,  and  dandyism,  and  vanity,  and 
ingenuousness,  and  good  nature.  He  puts  his  hat 
on  the  back  of  his  head  at  the  races,  like  any  other 
man,  and,  his  thumbs  in  his  armpits,  struts  from 
the  tribune,  to  the  betting-stalls,  with  a  cigar  be- 
tween his  lips  and  a  benign  smile  for  his  admirers. 

Then  there  is  Foottit,  famous  for  inventing  new 
situations,  and  conducting  them  from  the  old  stand- 
point, which  admits  of  bad  French  d  V anglais,  bad 
jokes  ad  libitum,  and  horse-play,  with  a  round-up 
of  something  really  clever.  Somersaults  with 
Foottit  have  developed  into  things  of  beauty  and 
infinite  redundancy  forever,  and  with  his  little  red 
eyes,  and  his  long  nose,  and  his  clown's  get-up, 
with  its  grotesque  buttons  and  short-waisted  op- 
portunities fully  lived  up  to,  he  is  as  delicious  as 
his  little  card-board  prototypes  in  the  shop-windows. 

In  private  life,  Mr.  Foottit  is  noted  for  his  weak- 
ness for  his  friends'  wives  plus  his  own  ;  but,  re- 
grettable though  it  may  be,  this  trait  of  his  thus  far 
has  only  served  to  augment  his  fame. 

Last  summer  he  fled  the  town  with  a  lady  who 
jumped  through  rings  for  a  livelihood,  which  prob- 
ably explained  her  carelessness  as  to  the  necessity 
of  a  ring  in  private  life. 

Then  there  is  Medrano  ;  he  is  ring-master  at 
present.  Raised  from  the  ranks  of  ticket-seller 
and  general  factotum,  he  cracks  jokes  nightly  in 
public  with  Chocolat  and  Foottit. 

His  fame  fell  in  this  wise  :  The  Baron  de 
Reinach,  of  Panama  fame,  who  was  noted  for  his 
affection  for  circus-riders  and  coryphees,  used  him 
at  a  fancy  ball  oddly  enough.  The  ball  in  question 
was  given  at  one  of  the  most  eXahoxaXe  fin-de-sibcle 
houses  in  Paris.  It  was  a  fairy  scene.  Electric 
light,  and  flowers,  and  money,  and  human  nature 
filled  up  the  gap  made  by  those  who  "  refused  to 
be  present  for  reasons  which  were  obvious." 

The  ball  was  half  over.  Shepherdesses,  and 
Marie  Antoinettes,  and  German  officers,  and  vivan- 
dieres,  and  queens,  and  gypsies,  one  and  all  had 
removed  their  masks  and  were  striving  to  cool  off 
in  the  giant  conservatories,  whose  fountains  played 
perfumed  water,  when  a  clown  sprang  into  the 
room — but  such  a  clown  !  Flashing  with  dazzling 
jewels,  clothed  in  cloth  of  gold  and  brocade,  stiff- 
sned  with  magnificent  embroidery  and  precious 
tones,  but  masked.  A  dream  of  a  clown,  who 
leaped  and  whirled  and  turned  gigantic  somersaults, 
and  stole  innumerable  kisses,  then  off  again,  in 
and  out  between  the  flowers  and  the  electric  fights, 
nto  the  shadow  again  ;  with  diabolical  gestures 
af  exaggerated  importance  and  little  fine  sugges- 
tions of  indescribable  charm  and  grace,  he  dodged 
here  and  there  until  they  all  went  mad  over  him, 
ind,  like  a  flock  of  vari-colored  sheep,  followed 
aim  from  room  to  room,  begging  him  to  remove 
lis   mask.     But  he   would  not.     He  eluded  them 


again  and  again,  and  finally,  when  they  were 
roused  to  a  frenzy  of  excitement  and  curiosity,  he 
led  them  to  the  flower-twisted  staircase,  upon  which 
the  tapestried  walls  frowned,  and,  just  as  they  had 
their  arms  about  his  neck  and  were  asking  riot- 
ously, "  Who  are  you?  Oh,  who  are  you,  pretty 
clown?"  he  once  more  slipped  from  their  grasp, 
and,  with  a  flashing  leap  through  the  vitiated  air, 
disappeared.  Later,  as  they  sat  down  to  supper, 
he  appeared  among  them  without  his  mask.  It 
was  the  Baron  de  Reinach. 

Later  still,  all  Paris  rung  with  the  news  of  his 
suicide,  which  Panama  disclosures  induced,  and 
then  Medrano  remarked  to  a  friend  :  "  There  were 
two  of  us  that  night.  /  was  the  clown  who  exe- 
cuted the  pirouettes  ;  he  went  in  afterwards.  He 
hired  two  costumes  exactly  alike,  and  gave  me  my 
orders.  'Twas  my  last  appearance  in  that  capacity. 
If  he  had  paid  me  by  check  instead  of  in  bank- 
notes, who  knows,  mon  Dieu .'  but  I,  too,  might 
have  become  involved  '  in  Panama.'  " 

Stanley  Clark. 


Awarded 
Highest  Honors — World's  Fair. 


Da 


*  CREAM 

BAKING 
POWDER 

MOST  PERFECT   MADE. 

A  pure  Grape  Cream  of  Tartar  Powder.    Free 
ton  Ammonia,  Ahim  or  any  other  adulterant 

140  YEARS  THE  STANDARD. 


Obscure  Intimations. 

"  A.  L.,"  Leadville,  Colo.  —  "  Can  you  state 
the  temperature  of  the  moon  on  opposite  hemi- 
spheres during  twenty-four  hours  ?  "     Not  exactly. 

"C,"  Ventura,  Cal. — "  Being  one  of  the  Argo- 
naut's constant  readers,  especially  of  the  editorial 
department,  and  having  a  desire  to  see  what  one 
looks  like  who  interests  me,  either  through  his 
writings  or  achievements,  I  wonder  if  you  would 
have  any  objections  to  sending  me  your  photo- 
graph.     Should    this   meet   with    your    approval, 

please  send  photograph  and  price,  addressed 

C ,  Ventura,  Cal." 

If  "  C."  were  a  man,  we  might  consider  this 
favorably,  but  as  "  C."  is  a  girl,  it  complicates  mat- 
ters. She  might  become  a  victim  to  the  editorial 
charms.  The  editors  are  fascinating  though  photo- 
graphic. We  shall  take  the  matter  under  advise- 
ment. 

"  An  Inquirer  "  writes  :  "  Could  you  oblige  me 
by  publishing  in  your  next  issue  the  fourth  verse  of 
the  song  beginning  '  Au  clair  de  lalune,"  given  in 
1  Trilby '  ?  Also  the  name  of  the  air  to  which  it 
is  sung?" 

We  know  of  no  existing  printed  version  of  the 
words  or  music.  Perhaps  some  of  our  readers  may 
be  able  to  inform  "  Inquirer."  The  various  stanzas 
in  last  week's  Argonaut  were  printed  from  the 
recollection  of  various  persons.  Of  the  fourth 
stanza  we  give  a  portion  : 

"  Je  n'ouvrirai  pas  la  porte, 
A  un  vieux  savatier, 

"  J'ouvre  bien  la  porte, 
A  un  patissier, 
Qui  m'apporte  des  brioches 
Dans  un  tablier." 

"  E.  S.,"  of  Alameda,  another  Argonaut  reader, 
says,  concerning  the  same  song  :   "I  have  rendered 
into  unaccommodating  English  the  French  chanson 
quoted  in  your  number  of  December  10th.     Possi- 
bly it  may  prove  acceptable  to  such  of  your  readers 
as  are  unacquainted  with  the  French  language  : 
"  By  the  light  of  the  moon — 
'  Pierrot,  my  friend  ! 
I've  a  letter  to  write — 

Your  pen  kindly  lend. 
My  candle's  burn'd  out — 

My  fuel's  abroad — 
Please  open  your  door, 
For  the  love  of  the  Lord  ! ' 
"  By  the  light  of  the  moon — 

Pierrot  replied : 
'  I've  no  pen  for  your  boon, 
I'm  in  bed,  beside  ! 
Try  my  neighbor  next  door, 

Her  at  home  you  will  catch, 
I  know  she's  awake, 
By  the  sound  of  her  match  ! ' 
"  By  the  light  of  the  moon — 
Harlequin  promptly  sped 
And  knocked  at  her  door, 
Asking,  '  Are  you  in  bed  'i ' 
'  Who's  there  at  this  hour?' 
Said  he,  '  Don't  reprove — 
But  open  your  door — 
For  the  sweet  Lord  of  Love  ! ' " 

Apropos  of  "  E.  S.'s"  translation  of  the  last  line  of 
the  second  stanza,  a  lively  controversy  has  broken 
out  in  the  East  regarding  it.  One  poet  translates 
"  On  bat  le  briquet,"  as  "  She's  beating  her  pup  "  ; 
another  as  "They're  hitting  the  bot."  We  fancy 
"  E.  S."  is  nearer  right ;  "  On  bat  le  briquet"  would, 
probably  mean  striking  a  light  with  flint  and  steel, 
which  might  be  modernized  into  "  By  the  sound  of 
her  match." 

"  M.  W„"  Port  Tewfik,  Suez,  Egypt .— The 
manuscript  is  well  written,  but  the  subject  does  not 
appeal  to  such  far-away  readers.  We  have  plenty 
of  brigands  of  our  own.  We  would  suggest  that 
you  send  the  manuscript  to  an  English  periodical. 

"C.  O.,"  Fort  Walla  Walla,  Wash.— The  poem 
by  B^ranger  to  which  you  refer  has  been  done 
into  English  a  number  of  times.  Perhaps  the  most 
famous  version  is  by  Thackeray.  We  may  collect 
several  translations  to  print  with  the  one  you  send. 
It  would  make  an  interesting  group. 

"  S.  P.,"  Berkeley,  writes  :  "  In  your  issue  of 
last  week,  you  hide  behind  '  It  is  remarked  by 
readers  of  history  that  women  are  always  Tories 
and  never  reformers.'  In  the  article  which  follows 
you  deliberately  state,  '  Ignorance  is  always  Tory.' 
Is  this  an  assertion  that  women  are  ignorant  ?  " 

No,  it  is  an  obscure  intimation. 


INDIVIDUALITIES. 


USE    ONLY 


It  is  stated  in  London  that  the  Marquis  of  Lome, 
husband  of  the  Princess  Louise,  has  become  a 
partner  in  a  firm  of  house-decorators  and  is  actively 

sharing  in  the  designing  work. 

Ernest  Carnot,  son  of  the  late  President  of  France, 
who  is  an  engineer,  has  been  appointed  private  sec- 
retary of  M.  Picard,  who  is  commissioner-general 
of  the  Paris  Exposition  of  1900. 

Captain  Mahan,  of  the  cruiser  Chicago,  is  a  de- 
vout Episcopalian,  and  when  his  tours  permit  goes 
ashore  to  attend  service.  He  is  known  to  exert  a 
wholesome  influence  for  good  among  his  ship's 
company. 

The  name  of  the  young  Duke  of  Orleans,  who 
recently  tried  to  be  elected  a  member  of  the  Paris 
Jockey  Club,  had  to  be  withdrawn  in  order  to  save 
the  duke  from  the  disgrace  of  a  blackballing  by 
the  most  exclusive,  aristocratic,  and  chic  social  or- 
ganization in  France. 

One  of  the  things  most  remembered  about 
George  Peabody  Wetmore,  United  States  Senator 
from  Rhode  Island,  is  that  his  wife,  while  at  Horn- 
burg,  was  invited  by  the  Prince  of  Wales  to  meet 
him  at  luncheon  and  refused.  It  is  said  that  the 
prince  was  much  nettled,  and  directed  that  she 
should  not  be  presented  at  court. 

The  late  Czar  used  to  send  an  occasional  order 
for  a  tweed  suit  to  a  Scotch  tailor  related  to 
Catherine  MacKennon,  the  Scotchwoman  who  was 
his  devoted  nurse  in  his  childhood  and  whom  he 
took  care  of  all  his  days.  His  son,  the  present 
Czar,  is  said  to  have  lately  remembered  the  Scotch 
tailor  with  an  order — a  pretty  good  general  indica- 
tion of  his  traits. 

The  most  significant  feature  of  the  new  regime  in 
Russia  is  the  intrepidity  of  the  Czar.  Alexander 
the  Third  was  in  constant  peril.  Several  attempts 
were  made  on  his  life,  and  he  frequently  received 
threatening  letters  which  penetrated  all  the  safe- 
guards that  surrounded  him.  His  successor  walks 
about  the  streets  of  St.  Petersburg  unattended,  and 
drives  in  a  victoria  without  an  escort. 

President  Casimir  -  Perier  has  a  strongly  de- 
veloped jaw,  a  look  of  determination,  and  some- 
thing of  the  aggressive  appearance  of  a  bull-dog. 
A  clever  caricaturist  took  advantage  of  the  re- 
semblance to  portray  him  as  "  M.  Casimir-Terrier," 
and  the  caricature  has  "caught  on."  Far  from 
lowering  him  in  the  public  esteem,  however,  it  has 
greatly  increased  his  prestige  as  the  uncompromis- 
ing watch-dog  of  the  republic. 

Sir  George  Grove,  the  editor  of  the  "  Dictionary 
of  Music  and  Musicians,"  and  for  some  years  editor 
of  Macmillan  s  Magazine,  has  resigned  the  direct- 
orship of  the  Royal  College  of  Music  at  Kensing- 
ton, as  he  is  now  seventy-four.  He  began  life  as  a 
civil  engineer,  and  more  than  fifty  years  ago  put  up 
the  first  cast-iron  light-house  ever  constructed  at 
Point  Morant,  in  Jamaica.  For  twenty-one  years 
he  was  secretary  of  the  Crystal  Palace  Company. 

Dr.  Parkhurst  remarks  :  "  I  feel  that  I  do  not 
deserve  a  tenth  of  the  kind  things   that  are  said 

about  me,  and  I  judge  from  what  Brother  D 

said  in  his  church  yesterday  that  he  feels  about 
that  a  good  deal  as  I  do."  The  vein  of  quiet 
humor  which  crops  out  in  the  good  doctor's  refer- 
ence to  his  "  Brother  D "  indicates  a  phase  of 

his  character  which  will  be  a  pleasant  surprise  to 
thousands  who  have  thought  of  him  only  as  a 
stern  "crusader." 

Among  the  many  pretenders  who  congratulated 
the  new  Emperor  of  Russia  on  his  ascending  the 
throne  were  the  ex-King  of  Naples,  who  lays  claim 
to  the  throne  of  Italy  ;  the  Duke  of  Parma,  now  a 
grandfather,  and  who  was  deprived  of  his  sov- 
ereignty at  the  early  age  of  five  ;  the  former  Grand 
Duke  of  Tuscany  ;  the  Duke  of  Cumberland,  who 
claims  the  sovereignty  of  the  Duchy  of  Brunswick  ; 
the  various  Princes  Karageorgevicz,  each  of  whom 
claims  to  be  the  de  jure  King  of  Servia  ;  Prince 
Couza,  who  has  pretensions  to  the  crown  of  Rou- 
mania  ;  Don  Miguel  of  Braganza,  the  Legitimist 
pretender  to  the  throne  of  Portugal ;  Prince  Victor 
Napoleon,  the  Duke  of  Orleans,  the  soi-disant 
Duke  of  Normandy,  and  General  Francis  de  Bour- 
bon, self-styled  Duke  of  Anjou,  each  signing  him- 
self as  sovereign  de  jure  of  France,  while  from 
Spain's  pretenders  there  were  missives  from  Don 
Carlos,  his  son  Don  Jaime,  and  last,  but  not  least, 
the  Duke  of  Medina-Coeli. 


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December  24,  1894. 


VANITY    FAIR. 


The  Michaux  Bicycle  Club,  the  latest  develop- 
ment in  the  social  life  of  New  York  city,  threw 
open  its  doors  one  afternoon  last  week.  Society 
went  to  the  opening  in  a  spirit  of  curiosity  and  for 
the  particular  kind  of  enjoyment  the  club  has  been 
formed  to  furnish.  The  members  and  visitors  ex- 
amined the  sitting-room,  and  ladies'  and  gentle- 
men's lockers,  and  dressing-rooms  in  the  balcony, 
and  then  went  down  into  the  hall,  where  they 
chatted  and  drank  tea  while  listening  to  the  music 
of  an  orchestra  and  watching  an  exhibition  by  two 
expert  bicycle  riders.  The  founders  of  the  club 
have  secured  a  large  hall  that  runs  through  from 
Broadway  to  Seventh  Avenue,  near  Fifty-Second 
Street.  The  club  will  have  exclusive  use  of  the 
hall  on  Monday  afternoons,  Tuesday  mornings, 
Thursday  afternoons,  and  Friday  mornings  during 
the  winter,  and  two  extra  evenings  in  Lent  are  be- 
ing planned  for.  The  name  is  z  compliment  to  the 
memory  of  Michaux,  the  French  master-mechanic 
who  invented  the  weighted  bicycle  pedal,  thereby 
securing  a  constant  lateral  position.  Michaux,  to 
whom  a  monument  has  recently  been  erected  at 
Bar-le-duc,  in  France,  an  illustration  of  which— a 
Cupid  leaning  against  an  old  velocipede — has  been 
placed  on  the  new  club's  members'  cards  of  ad- 
mission, has  been  dead  only  a  few  years.  The 
new  club  owes  its  origin  to  the  fact  that  New  York 
society,  which,  after  scoffing  at  the  sport  for  some 
years,  began  to  look  kindly  upon  it  last  spring,  took 
it  up  with  zest  at  Newport,  Southampton,  Bar 
Harbor,  and  Narragansett  Pier  last  summer,  upon 
returning  to  town  this  autumn  felt  and  expressed 
the  need  of  some  central  meeting-place,  riding-hall 
for  wet  days,  and  dressing-room,  bath,  and  locker 
facilities,  and  storage  for  their  wheels.  Each  mem- 
ber will  have  a  separate  locker  and  rack  for  his 
or  her  bicycle,  there  will  be  valets  and  ladies'-maids 
in  the  dressing-rooms,  and  tea  will  be  served  on 
club  days  in  the  meeting-room.  Members  will  be 
required  to  show  their  admission  cards,  which  are 
not  transferable,  on  entering,  at  all  times,  and 
guests  will  be  admitted  only  when  introduced  by 
special  cards  indorsed  by  the  members.  When  the 
weather  becomes  suitable  for  outdoor  riding  in  the 
spring,  road  runs  will  be  held  every  Wednesday 
and  Saturday  to  points  of  interest  in  the  suburbs. 


One  of  the  real  existing  evils  and  dangers  abroad 
in  fashionable  society  (according  to  the  Evening 
Sun)  is  that  the  mother  in  all  true  acceptance  of 
the  word's  meaning  is  a  person  out  of  date  and 
considered  tedious  and  unnecessary  in  what  is 
known  as  our  smart  sets.  The  average  parent  to- 
day feels  precious  little  interest  in  her  daughters 
beyond  the  matter  of  health,  gowns,  and  manners. 
The  welfare  of  their  minds  and  hearts  the  smart 
parent  ignores,  and  she  is  thoughtless  of  what  ten- 
der confidence  or  warm  respect  they  ought  to  give 
her.  As  she  provides  a  sufficiency  of  servants,  a 
luxurious  house,  and  is  frequently  jealous  of  her 
authority,  the  young  daughters  come  to  look  upon 
their  home  as  scarcely  more  than  a  comfortable, 
convenient  hotel  for  which  they  feel  no  affection, 
knowing  no  duties  nor  responsibilities  in  it.  Mother 
and  daughter  follow  different  pursuits  and  pleas- 
ures, enjoy  few  mutual  friends,  and  so  the  ranks 
of  undisciplined  jin-de-stecle  girls  are  ever  added  to, 
uncongenial  marriages  are  more  common  to-day 
than  ever,  and  if  it  is  not  marriage,  the  unsatisfied, 
self-willed  daughter  takes  up  an  independent  line 
of  life,  unconventional,  rather  than  not  escape 
from  the  idle,  insufficient,  empty,  motherless  life 
she  is  asked  to  bear. 


There  was  a  time  when  the  American  consul  in 
Germany  was  authorized  and  allowed  to  marry  his 
countrymen.  But  that  time  is  past.  Americans 
now  must  be  married  (writes  the  Countess  von 
Krockow  in  the  Independent)  by  the  native  civil 
magistrate,  according  to  native  law.  And  in  order 
to  conform  to  the  requirements  of  the  native  law, 
one  or  the  other  of  the  engaged  couple  must  have 
resided  the  past  six  months  within  the  city  where 
the  rite  shall  take  place,  and  both  parties  must  lay 
before  the  magistrate  thereof  certificates  of  parent- 
age and  of  birth.  Certificates  are  likewise  de- 
manded certifying  to  legal  marriageableness,  to 
baptism,  to  vaccination,  and,  in  cases  of  minors,  to 
parental  consent.  There  may  be  a  license  ob- 
tained freeing  a  couple  from  the  obligation  of  pre- 
senting all  these  documents  ;  but  no  influence 
whatever  can  secure  a  licence  freeing  it  from  some 
—from  proving  residence,  for  instance,  parentage, 
and  age.  Recently  a  widowed  Englishman  from 
Australia,  on  a  short  visit  to  Europe,  engaged  him- 
self to  a  New  York  lady  living  in  Berlin,  and  the  in- 
fluence of  the  British  embassy  and  of  the  American 
embassy  combined  could  not  effect  a  dispensation 
from  the  German  law  requiring  a  widower  to  prove 
his  widowship  through  a  local  certificate  of  the 
death  of  the  first  wife.  An  American,  in  another 
case,  who  had  bten  born  in  a  Nevada  mining  set- 
tlement, now  long  swept  from  the  face  of  the  globe, 
swore  in  solemnity  and  dialect  he  would  have  to 
die  a  celibate  if  his  marrying  depended  on  his 
securing  a  local  certificate  ;  but  of  no  avail ;  the 
magistrate  shrugged  his  shoulders  and  the  clerk 
9  'vised  him  then  to  go.  In  one  instance, 
burch     in     which      an      American    fiancie 


had  been  christened  had  been  burned  down ; 
the  town  (Buffalo)  had  not  introduced  the  legal 
registration  of  births  until  1878,  or  several  years 
subsequent  to  her  entrance  into  the  world,  and 
finally  there  was  no  family  Bible  record  ;  so,  in 
spite  of  dispatches  to  America  by  cable,  and  audi- 
ences by  favor  with  state  ministers  in  Dresden,  and 
certificates  from  the  American  consul,  and  oaths  of 
herself  and  of  friends,  a  union  in  Germany  had  to  be 
given  up.  The  ministers  declared  it  to  be  their 
privilege  indeed,  in  ordinary  circumstances,  to 
grant  dispensation  from  particular  requirements  of 
the  law  ;  it  was  beyond  their  powers,  however,  to 
order  the  magistrate  to  perform  a  marriage  cere- 
mony. When  beset  by  invincible  difficulties, 
Americans  go  to  Heligoland.  There  the  old,  na- 
tive ecclesiastical  marriage  laws  obtain  still,  and  the 
pastor  of  the  island  marries  a  couple  after  three 
days'  residence.  For  Americans,  however,  there  is 
an  obstacle  in  the  way  to  marriage  here,  in  the  fact 
of  there  being  no  consul  of  the  United  States  resi- 
dent in  the  port,  and  a  marriage  is  not  legal,  ac- 
cording to  a  late  statute,  which  has  not  been  wit- 
nessed by  an  American  official  and  recorded  by  him 
in  Washington.  The  United  States  consul  in 
Hamburg  will  come  to  Heligoland  to  be  present  at 
a  ceremony  in  the  Heligoland  church,  but  the  fee 
for  the  extraordinary  service  is  naturally  exception- 
ally high.  In  Jersey,  it  is  likewise  possible  for 
Americans  to  be  married  without  previous  long 
residence  ;  but  Jersey  law  prohibits  divorce  or  sep- 
aration on  any  ground  whatever.  In  France,  the 
marriage  laws  are  almost  precisely  the  same  as 
those  in  Germany  ;  but  the  French  legislature,  a 
few  years  ago,  supplemented  them  by  a  clause 
known  as  the  Law  of  National  Customs,  according 
to  which  foreigners  may  marry  without  certificates 
of  parentage  and  birth,  in  case  they  bring  a  written 
notice  from  their  consul,  countersigned  by  their 
embassador,  to  the  efFect  that  such  certificates  are 
not  necessary  for  marriage  in  their  native  country. 
But  a  residence  of  six  months  is  required  still. 
And  in  England,  again,  documents  are  demanded 
which  likewise  can  not  be  obtained  quickly. 


Probably  nothing  surprises  a  young  wife,  whose 
girlhood  has  been  passed  in  a  conventional  atmos- 
phere, more  than  the  severity  of  the  criticisms 
(Vogue  declares)  made  by  her  husband  and  her 
husband's  friends  on  individual  women.  And  the 
older  the  wife  grows,  still  does  her  wonder  grow  at 
the  celerity  with  which  men  assign  women  met  in 
public  conveyances  to  the  half  -  world  on  the 
strength  of  a  made  complexion,  or  dyed  hair,  or 
unconventional  behavior.  What  a  woman  regards 
merely  as  undesirable  freedom  of  manner,  a  man  is 
more  than  apt  to  set  down  as  grossness.  Some 
time  ago  a  pretty  young  matron  met  a  celebrity  at 
an  uptown  store.  He  was  gallant,  she  idle,  shallow, 
and  vain.  Finding  him  to  be  a  regular  customer, 
she  arranged  to  be  a  daily  purchaser  also.  The 
"  chance"  meetings  became  frequent  and  began  to 
attract  attention.  The  comments  of  men  customers 
on  this  silly  little  flirtation  could  not  have  been 
more  offensive  in  tone  if  the  subject  of  them  had 
been  the  exceedingly  lax  Catharine  of  Russia.  It 
was  not  that  they  were  jocular  ;  but  the  unanimity 
with  which  they  believed  the  worst  of  her  was  a 
revelation  to  one  who  had  been  trained  to  regard 
man  as  a  chivalrous  protector.  The  brilliant  author 
of  "The  Maiden's  Progress"  has  no  more  telling 
scene  in  her  story,  or  one  that  shows  a  keener  per- 
ception of  the  realities,  than  that  in  which  the  hero- 
ine overhears  smoking-room  gossip  about  herself. 
She  learned,  as  has  many  a  woman  before  her,  that 
man's  conventional  attitude  of  deference  toward 
woman  is  usually  as  little  a  part  of  his  real  self  as 
his  stick  or  his  top-coat.  His  reputation  for  charity 
of  speech  is  based  mainly  on  his  defense  of  those 
who  are  not  worthy  of  it.  The  designing  woman 
who,  by  charm  of  person  or  manner,  or  by  the 
more  usual  method  of  playing  upon  his  vanity, 
secures  a  hold  on  his  fancy,  is  seen  in  her  true  light 
by  other  women,  who,  of  course,  are  not  under  the 
spell  of  sex  attraction.  When  he  comes  a-praising, 
the  women — unless  they  are  very  wise — undertake 
to  disillusion  him.  They  accuse,  he  defends  ;  his 
main  argument  :  "  You  women  are  so  hard  on  each 
other."  So,  also,  would  he  be  if  some  other  man 
than  himself  were  the  beguiled  one.  By  the  incon- 
trovertible testimony  of  the  man-made  proverbs  of 
all  nations,  man  is  shown  to  be  a  mercilessly  hard 
critic  on  woman. 

It  will  be  remembered  that  in  the  days  of  the 
great  Lord  Chesterfield,  vails  in  London  had 
reached  such  a  pitch  that  it  cost  a  man  of  position 
five  or  ten  guineas  merely  to  dine  out.  As  he  left 
the  house  he  had  to  run  the  gauntlet  of  the  butler 
and.under-butlers  and  half  a  dozen  footmen.  One 
handed  him  his  cane,  one  his  hat,  another  his 
gloves,  a  fourth  his  coat,  and  so  on,  and  so  on, 
each  expecting  a  crown  in  acknowledgment  of  his 
services.  Lord  Chesterfield  saw  that  social  inter- 
course was  being  ruined,  called  a  meeting  of  the 
chief  people  in  the  world  of  fashion,  and  got  them  to 
agree  to  give  nothing  to  the  servants  when  they 
dined  out.  It  is  true  he  was  nearly  lynched  by  a 
mob  of  irate  footmen,  but  he  carried  his  point.  It 
is  said  that  at  the  present  moment  in  England  there 
is  a  tendency  to  revive  the  odious  custom  thus  put 
down  by  Lord  Chesterfield,  and  that  the  masher 
has  begun  to  Up  the  men  who  put  him  into  his  great- 


coat after  dinner.  If  that  is  so,  a  clear  case  exists 
for  a  common  agreement  not  to  allow  the  infection 
to  spread.  Dining  out  would  become  a  more  in- 
tolerable burden  than  it  is  already  if  it  also  were 
complicated  by  the  question  :  "  What  is  the  least  I 
can  give  without  looking  mean?" 

Whenever  an  attractive  maiden  remains  long 
single,  speculation  grows  rife  in  her  social  set  as  to 
the  cause  of  her  maidenhood.  She  must  have  had 
a  number  of  offers,  some  of  them  very  flattering, 
very  desirable.  Why  did  she  decline  them  ?  She 
can  not  be  entirely  cold,  unsusceptible,  heartless. 
She  looks  the  reverse,  and  her  appearance  evidently 
does  not  belie  her.  There  is  a  solution  to  the 
mystery.  The  proposers  were  not  the  right  men. 
They  failed  to  draw  her,  to  charm  her,  to  compel 
her.  She  must  have  loved  somebody  else,  who 
kept  aloof.  Meeting  no  reciprocity,  her  breast  was 
chilled  ;  her  ardent  nature  turned  back  on  itself ; 
her  ideal  future  blasted.  So  the  pro-matrimonialists 
argue,  and  insist  on  their  argument.  It  never  oc- 
curs to  them  (writes  Junius  Henri  Brown)  that  she 
may  not  have  encountered  any  one  whom  she  re- 
garded in  a  marital  light  ;  nor  will  they  accept  the 
possibility.  She  may  have  been  indifferent  to  mat- 
rimony ;  averse  to  it  even.  This  they  scout  as  un- 
womanly, unnatural,  ridiculous.  If  a  mature  man, 
prominent  in  any  walk,  happens  to  be  unwedded, 
he  is  made  responsible  by  a  very  large  portion  of 
the  public  for  his  unweddedness.  If  not  a  crime, 
it  is  a  grave  offense,  and  needs  exculpation.  But 
not  for  long.  A  romantic  story  soon  gets  abroad 
that  explains  why  it  is,  and  the  story  is  accepted. 
It  is  of  the  stock  order — some  form  of  disappoint- 
ment in  love,  through  misunderstanding,  rejection, 
discovery,  or  death.  If  a  politician,  he  makes  no 
demur,  convinced  that  his  popularity  will  be  helped 
by  the  report,  however  baseless.  Being  crossed  in 
love  is  presumed  to  atone  for  most  of  the  sins  of 
celibacy.  Very  many  distinguished  men  and  noble 
women  have,  in  all  periods,  gone  through  the  world 
without  wedlock,  apparently  resigned  to  their  fate. 
Nor  have  they,  so  far  as  known,  been  defeated  in 
their  affections.  Nevertheless,  marriage  is  the 
rule,  and  an  admirable  rule  it  is.  It  may  disturb 
the  sentimental  and  the  pragmatic  that  any  of  us 
should  escape  the  fascinations  of  matrimony.  But 
we  should  be  permitted  to  manage  our  own  affairs, 
even  though  we  blunder  in  them.  Any  man  may 
err  in  not  taking  a  wife  ;  but  it  is  a  good  plan  to  let 
him  find  out  his  error  for  himself.  If  he  has  erred, 
he  ought  to  be  as  well  aware  of  it  as  others.  And 
if  he  has  been  crossed  in  love,  let  us  pity  him  in 
silence,  and  not  exaggerate  what  he  has  endured. 


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THE        ARGONAUT. 


13 


STORYETTES. 


Grave  and  Gay,  Epigrammatic  and  Otherwise. 


A  small  boy  was  at  a  table  where  his  mother  was 
not  near  to  take  care  of  him,  and  a  lady  next  to 
him  volunteered  her  services.  "  Let  me  cut  your 
steak  for  you,"  she  said  ;  "  if  I  can  cut  it  the  way 
you  like  it,"  she  said,  with  some  degree  of  doubt. 
"Thank  you,"  the  boy  responded,  accepting  her 
courtesy  ;  "  I  shall  like  it  the  way  you  cut  it,  even 
if  you  do  not  cut  it  the  way  I  like  it." 

When  Offenbach  was  at  Ems,  at  the  flood-tide  of 
his  popularity,  he  was  presented  to  old  Emperor 
William.  "  I  know  you  are  a  foreigner  by  natural- 
ization," said  the  Kaiser,  "but  Germany  is  proud 
of  you,  nevertheless  ;  for,  if  I  am  not  mistaken, 
you  were  born  in  Bonn."  "  No,  sire,"  was  Offen- 
bach's answer,  "  I  am  from  Cologne  ;  the  other 
man  was  born  in  Bonn."  The  "  other  man"  was 
Beethoven. 

Prince  Edward  of  Saxe- Weimar,  the  late  com- 
mander of  the  forces  in  Ireland,  once  told  Father 
Healy  that  he  found  "blind  shooting  "prevailing 
to  a  deplorable  extent  among  the  Irish  militia  regi- 
ments, and  that  he  intended  to  insist  on  a  greater 
attention  to  target  practice.  "  For  goodness"  sake, 
don't  do  that,  your  royal  highness  !  "  exclaimed 
Father  Healy  ;  "  if  you  make  the  militiamen  good 
shots,  there  won't  be  a  landlord  left  in  the  country." 


A  woman  entered  a  hat  store  (says  an  exchange). 
She  had  in  tow  a  boy  of  about  ten  years  of 
age,  though  his  face  looked  like  that  of  a  man  of 
thirty.  "  I  want  a  cheap  bat  for  this  boy.  I  don't 
care  what  it  is,  so  long  as  it  is  cheap."  The  hatter 
pulled  over  his  stock  and  finally  presented  to  the 
woman  a  hat  worth  about  fifty  cents.  "I  guess 
this  will  satisfy  you,"  he  said  ;  "  it  is  fifty  cents." 
"  All  right ;  I'll  take  it.  I  wanted  something  for 
the  boy  to  have  fits  in,"  and  she  went  out. 

At  the  siege  of  Petersburg,  a  young  Confederate 
lieutenant,  who  was  a  great  favorite  with  the  girls, 
was  badly  wounded  in  the  left  arm.  Several  of  the 
surgeons  declared  that  it  would  be  necessary  to 
amputate  the  limb,  but  it  was  finally  decided  that 
by  removing  a  section  of  the  bone  the  arm  might 
be  saved.  "  But,"  said  one  of  the  surgeons,  "it 
will  be  a  bad  job,  and  when  healed  the  arm  will  re- 
main crooked."  "  Never  mind  the  crook,"  replied 
the  lieutenant  ;  "set  it  for  hugging  and  go  ahead." 


An  English  literary  man  who  was  on  the  verge  of 
bringing  out  a  book  at  the  Pitt  Press  ordered  his 
proofs  to  be  sent  to  him  at  a  house  where  he  was 
engaged  to  dine  out,  intending  to  look  them  over 
in  the  half-hour  after  dinner.  The  printer's  boy, 
however,  was  late  in  bringing  them,  and  the  gen- 
tlemen had  already  rejoined  the  ladies  in  the 
drawing-room,  when  the  company  was  electrified 
by  hearing  the  sonorous  voice  of  the  butler  an- 
nouncing :  "The  devil  from  the  Pitt  has  come  for 
Mr.  Jones  1 " 

An  old  man  who  believed  that  "what  was  to  be 
would  be,"  lived  in  the  West,  and  was  one  day  go- 
ing out  several  miles  through  a  region  infested  by 
very  savage  Indians.  He  always  took  his  gun  with 
him,  but  this  time  found  that  one  of  the  family  had 
it  out.  As  he  would  not  go  out  without  it,  some 
of  his  friends  tantalized  him~  by  saying  there  was 
no  danger  of  the  Indians  ;  that  he  would  not  die 
until  his  time  came,  anyhow.  "  Yes,"  said  the  old 
fellow  ;  "but  suppose  I  was  to  meet  an  Indian, 
and  his  time  had  come  ;  it  wouldn't  do,  no  how, 
not  to  have  my  gun." 


At  Pittsburg,  last  month,  Attorney  Reardon  was 
defending  a  client  charged  with  illegal  liquor  sell- 
ing, when  Ruth  Woodruff,  a  former  client  of 
Reardon's,  was  called  to  the  stand.  "  You  have 
been  here  before,  haven't  you  ?"  said  the  attorney. 
"  You  ought  to  know,  Mr.  Reardon,"  she  replied. 
"  And  you  were  sent  to  the  work-house,  weren't 
you  ?  "  "  Well,  I  gave  you  enough  money  to  keep 
me  out  of  it,"  retorted  Ruth.  "  You  were  innocent, 
of  course  ? "  persisted  the  attorney,  sarcastically. 
"  Well,  you  said  I  was,"  replied  Ruth.  This  ended 
her  cross-examination. 

A  belated  tourist  (says  an  exchange)  was  obliged 
to  ask  for  a  bed  at  a  farm-house,  having  wandered 
far  from  his  hotel.  On  rising  in  the  morning  he 
found  himself  without  tooth  -powder.  Looking 
about  him,  he  espied  on  the  mantel-piece  a  small 
box  containing  powder,  which  he  used.  When  he 
paid  for  his  bed,  he  apologized  to  the  farmer's  wife 
for  having  used  her  tooth-powder.  "  Tooth - 
powder?"  she  queried;  "we  have  none."  "Yes, 
my  good  woman.  It  was  in  a  small  round  box  on 
the  mantel-piece."  "  That,"  she  screamed — "  that 
was  not  tooth-powder  1  That  was  aunty  !  "  Aunty 
had  been  cremated. 


A  young  lady  from  a  rural  town  spent  several 
days  with  a  friend  in  Louisville  (says  the  Courier- 
Journal).  The  first  night  of  her  visit,  her  girl-host 
and  bed-fellow  was  awakened  by  her  friend,  who 
■clutched  her  frantically  and  made  a  desperate  at- 
tempt to  get  out  of  bed.     An  electric  car  had  just 


dashed  by,  with  the  usual  accompaniment  of  racket 
and  gong.  The  hostess  held  on  to  the  guest  and 
said:  "What's  the  matter,  Belle?  What  are  you 
getting  out  of  bed  for  ?  "  "  Let  me  alone,"  mur- 
mured Belle,  in  a  sleepy,  far-away,  Bluegrass-region 
tone;  "I  want  to  see  who  that  is  scootin'  down 
the  pike." 

On  the  occasion  of  a  foot-ball  match,  in  England, 
between  a  number  of  military  officers  and  a  team 
of  lawyers,  the  former  had  prepared  a  splendid 
lunch  for  the  visitors  before  the  game.  Both  teams 
did  thorough  justice  to  the  lunch,  and  the  legal 
gentlemen  going  in  strong  for  champagne  and 
cigars,  the  officers  anticipated  an  easy  victory.  On 
looking  toward  the  foot-ball  ground,  however,  after 
lunch,  the  officers  espied  a  remarkably  fresh-looking 
lot  of  giants  kicking  the  ball  about,  and,  in  amaze- 
ment, asked  their  guests  who  the  strangers  were. 
"Oh,"  replied  one  of  them,  finishing  his  last  glass 
of  champagne,  "those  are  our  playing  team  ;  we 
are  only  the  lunching  team,  you  know." 


Dr.  Holmes  was  usually  very  prompt  at  the  Har- 
vard Medical  School,  but  he  was  missed  one  morn- 
ing. Finally  he  entered  the  room  hurriedly, 
glanced  around  with  a  smile  and  said:  "Gentle- 
men, I  know  I  am  late  ;  but  there  is  a  little 
stranger  at  my  house."  And  then,  with  an  expres- 
sion such  as  only  Holmes's  face  could  assume,  he 
continued  :  "  Now  can  any  one  of  you  tell  me 
what  well-known  business  firm  in  Boston  he  is 
like?"  There  was  no  answer.  "He  is  Little  & 
Brown,"  said  the  doctor,  with  a  twinkle  in  his  eye. 
That  was  a  good  advertisement  for  Little  &  Brown  ; 
but  it  is  probable  that  that  pioneer  of  American 
humorists,  "John  Phcenix,"  gave  another  Boston 
firm  a  better  one.  Entering  a  large  store  in  that 
city  one  day,  he  said  to  one  of  the  proprietors  :  "  I 
think  I  would  like  to  tuttle  a  little."  "  To  tuttle  ! 
What  do  you  mean  by  that?"  "  I  don't  know," 
gravely  replied  the  humorist  ;  "but  I  read  an  invi- 
tation over  the  door,  '  Call  &  Tuttle,'  and  I  thought 
I  would  like  to  know  how  to  do  it." 


Just  after  the  termination  of  the  war  between  the 
North  and  the  South,  a  lady,  with  a  basket  on  her 
arm,  walked  through  one  of  the  wards  of  a  certain 
soldiers'  hospital.  She  stopped  beside  the  bed  of 
one  of  the  sufferers,  a  German,  and  asked  :  "  Were 
you  a  Union  man  or  Confederate  ?  "  "  Union,"  he 
replied.  Whereupon  she  passed  to  the  next  cot, 
and  repeated  the  question  to  its  occupant.  "  Con- 
federate," was  answered,  and  then  she  opened  her 
basket  and  handed  the  man  some  nice,  fresh 
biscuit.  The  German  watched  the  proceedings, 
not  in  the  best  of  humor.  A  few  days  after,  an- 
other lady  going  through  stopped  at  the  German's 
cot,  and  asked  which  side  he  was  on.  "  Confed- 
erate," was  his  prompt  reply.  "Poor  man,"  said 
she,  "  here's  a  tract  for  you,"  and  passed  on  ;  and 
the  unfortunate's  state  of  mind  was  not  improved. 
Again,  a  third  visitor  in  passing  stopped  at  the 
German's  side,  and  asked  the  old  question  of  which 
side  he  was  on.  "  Dot  tepends  on  vat  you  got.  If 
you  got  biskit,  I  tinks  I  might  pe  a  Confederate  ; 
but  if  you  got  tem  tam  tracs,  I  vas  neider." 


Two  at  a  Birth. 

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infant,  1895,  will  be  issued  a  new  Almanac  relating 
to  Hostetter's  Stomach  Bitters,  published  at  Pitts- 
burgh, by  The  Hostetter  Company,  in  English, 
German,  French,  Welsh,  Norwegian,  Swedish, 
Holland,  Bohemian,  and  Spanish,  and  obtainable 
free  of  all  druggists  and  country  dealers.  Besides 
the  matter  descriptive  of  the  Bitters,  it  will  contain 
accurate  calendar  and  astronomical  calculations,  il- 
lustrations, jokes,  verses,  statistics,  and  other  inter- 
esting matter. 

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-  Extra  Mince  Pies,  Swain's,  213  Sutter  St. 


Kind  lady — "  How  came  you  to  lose  one  eye?" 
Tramp — "  Lookin'  for  work." — Life. 


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NOTICE 


LABEL 

AJTOGET 

THEGENUiNE 

IJHARTSHORN) 


A  CAMP  FIRE  IS  GOOD. 

k  WOOD  OR  COAL  STOVE  IS  DETTER. 

BUT  A  GAS  STOVE  IS  BEST. 


SONGS    OF    FOOT-BALL. 


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The  Blue  and  the^Crimson. 
Out  on  the  plains  of  Springfield, 

Laden  with  virgin  dew, 
Twenty-two  warriors  will  Vrestle, 

The  Crimson  against^the'.Elue. 
Canvas-clad,  long-haired  clansmen, 

Noses  and  jaws  askew ; 
Some  of  them  called  the  Crimson, 

Some  of  them  called  the  Blue. 

Mixed  op  centres  and  rushers. 

Tackles  and  guards  and  ends  ; 
Backs  and  hall's  and  quarters, 

The  Blue  with  the  Crimson  blends  ; 
All  in  a  fearful  scrimmage, 

Pigskin  lost  to  view  ; 
Under  the  Blue  the  Crimson, 

Under  the  Crimson  the  Blue. 

Harvard  and  Yale's  best  muscle, 

Struggling  for  bets  and  fame  ; 
In  the  fierce,  heart-breaking  tussle 

Of  the  annual  foot-ball  game. 
Slap  bang,  helter-skelter, 

(Oh,  what  a  hullabaloo  1) 
Who's  goin'  to  bet  on  the  Crimson  r 

Who's  goin*  to  bet  on  the  Blue? 

— New  York  Sun. 

The  Vassar  Girl's  Lament. 
We  send  the  pigskin  flying 

Like  a  burnt-out  shooting-star. 
As  we  play  our  games  of  foot-ball 

Up  here  at  old  Vassar. 
We  chase  across  the  gridiron, 

We  plan  the  rush  and  run. 
But  when  the  ball's  kicked  o'er  the  goal 

The  Vassar  girl  is  done. 

For  her  there  are  no  plaudits, 

No  shout  of  victory, 
No  thundrous  tongues  to  raise  the  cry, 

No  thousand  eyes  to  see. 
'  You've  won  the  game  !     You've  won  the  game  ! " 

Our  Freshman  comrades  say; 
But  there's  no  mighty  voice  to  shout, 
"  Hurrah  for  Rose  and_Gray  !" 

'  Oh,  why  is  this?"  we  cry  aloud, 
"  Give  us  the  reason  true, 
Why  is  it  that  the  Rose  and  Gray 
Can't  kick  with  Orange  and  Blue?" 
'  Hush,  hush,  my  dears,"  the  teachers  wise 

Unto  the  players  say, 
'  It  can  not  he  until  your  clothes 

Are  built  some  other  way." — Evening  Sun. 


At  the  Game. 
Down  again  !     Good  gracious  !  it  must  hurt 
To  be  the  bottom  one.     And,  see  the  dirt  ! 
Now,  what  is  that  he's  calling — can  you  tell? 
There — "fourteen,  twelve,  King's — X."     Some  fool 

class  yell, 
I  guess.     How  silly  !    That  one's  got  his  nose 
All  covered  up  :  he  sun-burns,  I  suppose. 
I'm  glad  1  wore  your  colors  ;  they're — Oh,  dear  ! 
I  missed  that  last.     What  was  it?    Shall  I  cheer? 
Oh  !  did  you  see  that  horrid,  cruel  man  ? 
The  small  one  had  the  ball,  and  he  just  ran 
And  knocked  him  down,  deliberately,  the  beast  ! 
You  know,  I  think  that  big  one  might  at  least 
Go  in  and  try  to  help.     The  rest  all  work, 
And  push  each  other  down.    He's  just  a  shirk  ! 
He'd  better  be  done  up  in  cotton  wool. 
Well,  what  excuse  is  that,  to  say  he's  full  ? 
He  ought  to  be  ashamed.    He  must  have  known 
He'd  have  to  play.   That  poor,  poor  boy  is  thrown 
Again.    Oh,  dear  !  he's  hurt — just  see  his  head  ! 
I  know  I'll  faint.    Oh,  goodness  !    Is  he  dead? 
There,  now,  he's  better.     I'm  so  glad  I  came. 
Oh  !  trn't  foot-ball  just  the  nicest  game  ! — Puck. 


The   only  chance  of    recovery  from   scrofulous 
consumption  is  in  using  Ayer's  Sarsaparilla. 


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THE        ARGONAUT. 


December  24,  1894. 


The  Hager  Ball. 
Mrs.  Hager  gave  a  brilliant  bali  at  Armory 
Hall  last  Wednesday  evening,  to  celebrate  the 
formal  debut  of  her  second  daughter,  Miss  Alice 
Hager.  The  affair  was  a  success  in  every  way. 
There  were  more  than  two  hundred  guests  present, 
and  the  number  would  have  been  much  larger  if 
Mrs.  Hager  had  not  to  a  certain  extent  limited  the 
invitations  to  the  younger  dancing  set. 

The  hall  is  an  ideal  place  for  an  affair  of  the 
kind,  as  it  permits  of  more  space  for  dancing  than 
is  generally  obtainable  in  a  private  residence.  It 
was  in  the  main  hall,  on  the  second  floor,  that  the 
reception  was  held,  and  it  was  effectively  deco- 
rated. The  stage  was  arranged  with  tropical 
plants  all  along  the  border,  with  a  dash  of  color 
here  and  there  given  by  scarlet-hued  poinsettias. 
Id  front  of  the  centre  of  the  proscenium  arch  were 
three  long  cordons  of  glossy  smilax  sweeping  grace- 
fully from  the  ceiling  to  the  walls  at  either  side. 
Tall  fern  sprays  formed  a  hedge  around  the  gallery 
rail,  beneath  which  hung  baskets  of  variegated 
flowers  and  spreading  ferns.  Around  the  side 
walls,  at  the  pillars,  and  in  the  recesses  were  tall 
shoots  of  green  bamboo,  palm  spra3'S,  festoons  of 
smilax,  and  hanging  baskets  of  ferns,  giving  a 
pretty  finish  to  the  hall. 

The  parlor  was  ornamented  with  bamboo  and 
palms  in  the  corners,  and  clusters  of  roses  and 
poinsettia  on  the  mantels.  The  bannisters  at  the 
side  of  the  wide  staircase  and  the  walls  were  ornate 
with  masses  of  evergreens  and  large  clusters  of 
cornel  berries,  and  the  chandeliers  were  draped 
with  smilax.  In  the  lower  hall,  where  supper  was 
served,  the  ceiling  and  walls  were  almost  entirely 
concealed  by  masses  of  evergreens. 

The  guests  were  received  by  Mrs.  Hager,  her 
daughter-in-law,  Mrs.  Frank  S.  Hicks,  of  Los  An- 
geles, her  eldest  daughter,  Miss  Emelie  Hager, 
and  the  debutante,  Miss  Alice  Hager.  All  of  the 
ladies  in  the  reception  party  were  elegantly  gowned, 
and,  in  fact,  the  display  of  gowns  in  general  was 
exceedingly  attractive.  Huber's  Hungarian  Or- 
chestra occupied  the  stage  and  played  for  the  dan- 
cing, which  began  about  half-past  nine  o'clock. 
There  was  an  intermission  at  midnight,  when  an 
elaborate  supper  was  served.  Afterward  there  was 
more  dancing  for  a  couple  of  hours,  and  then  the 
enjoyable  affair  came  to  an  end.  Among  those 
present  were  : 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Henry  J.  Crocker,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  William 
L.  Ashe,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  James  A.  Robinson,  Mr.  and  Mrs. 
C.  A.  Spreckels,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  George  A.  Pope,  Mr.  and 
Mrs.  J.  Downey  Harvey.  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Russell  J.  Wilson, 
Mr.  and  Mrs.  W.  Mayo  Newhall,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  J.  R.  K. 
Nuttall,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Perry  P.  Eyre,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Paul 
Jarboe,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  J.  E.  de  Ruyter,  Mr.  and  Mrs. 
Henry  T.  Scott,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  W.  Hinckley  Taylor,  Mr. 
and  Mrs.  A.  8.  Moulder,  Mr.  and  Mrs,  Clinton  E. 
Worden,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Francis  J.  Carolan,  Mr.  and  Mrs. 
Walter  McGavin,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Frank  S.  Hicks,  Mrs. 
K.  E.  Favre,  Miss  Jennie  Cheesman,  Miss  Isabel  Mc- 
Kenna,  Miss  Lillie  Lawlor,  Miss  Emma  Butler,  Miss 
Potter,  of  Philadelphia,  Miss  Jennie  Blair,  Miss  Mamie 
Burling,  Miss  Fanny  Loughborough,  Miss  Marie  Zane, 
Miss  Mary  Eyre,  Miss  Daisy  Van  Ness,  Miss  Ella  Mor- 
gan, Miss  Kate  Clement,  Miss  Mamie  Thomas, 
Miss  Maud  O'Connor,  Miss  Charlotte  Moulder, 
Miss  McNutt,  Miss  Nellie  Woolrich,  Miss  Eleanor 
Wood,  Miss  Sallie  Maynard,  Miss  Mary  Bel!  Gwin, 
Miss  Alice  Hobart,  Miss  Ella  Hobart,  Miss  Alice 
Decker,  Miss  Lizzie  Carroll,  Miss  Cooke,  of  Chi- 
cago, Miss  Cora  Smedberg,  Miss  Alice  Simpkins, 
Miss  May  Hoffman,  Miss  Bernice  Bates,  Miss  Fanny 
Crocker,  Miss  Julia  Crocker,  Miss  Ethel  Hooper,  Miss 
Bee  Hooper,  Miss  Ethel  Smith,  Miss  Helen  Smith,  Miss 
Bertha  Smith,  Miss  Mamie  Holbrook,  Miss  Minnie 
Houghton,  Miss  Marie  Voorhies,  Miss  Preston,  Miss 
Grace  Martin,  Miss  Emily  Carolan,  Miss  Susie 
Tompkins.  Miss  Ethel  Tompkins,  Brigadier-General  J. 
W.  Forsyth,  U.  S.  A.,  Mr.  William  H.  Crocker,  Major 
J.  L.  Rathbone,  Mr.  Samuel  H.  Boardman,  Mr.  George 
C.  Boardman,  Jr.,  Mr.  T.  Danforth  Boardman,  Mr.  Colin 
M.  Smith,  Mr.  H.  B.  Houghton,  Mr.  Winfield  S.  Jones, 
Lieutenant  Frank  McKenna,  U.  S.  A.,  Mr.  W.  L.  Carri- 
gan,  Lieutenant  C.  L.  Bent,  U.  S.  A.,  Mr.  F.  Findley, 
Mr.  J.  Mounteney  Jepbson,  Mr.  George  Davidson, 
Lieutenant  T.  G.  Carson,  U.  S.  A.,  Lieutenant  W.  E. 
Safford,  U.  S.  N.,  Mr.  Frank  McC.  Van  Ness,  Lieuten- 
ant H.  C.  Benson,  U.  S.  A.,  Lieutenant  R.  H.  Noble, 
U.  S.  A.,  Lieutenant  S.  L.  Faison,  U.  S.  A.,  Mr.  J.  W. 
Byrne,  Mr.  Allan  St.  J.  Bowie,  Mr.  Edward  M.  Green- 
way,  Ensign  W.  R.  Shoemaker,  U.  S.  N„  Ensign  C.  B. 
McVay,  U.  S.  N.,  Mr.  J.  E.  Tucker,  Mr.  W.  H.  Lawlor. 
Mr.  Frank  McNear,  Mr.  R.  M.  Duperu,  Mr.  H.  C.  Wil- 
son, Lieutenant  Allen  G.  Rogers,  U.  S.  N.,  Lieutenant 
R.   F.  Lopez,   U.  S.  N.,  Mr.  Samuel  Knight,  Mr,  A.  de 


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Pure 

A  cream  of  tartar  baking  powder.  High- 
est of  all  in  leavening  strength.  —  Latest 
United  States  Government  Food  Report 

Royal  Baking  Powder  Co., 
106  Wall  St.,  N.  Y. 


Bauviere,  Mr.  Lawson  S.  Adams,  Mr.  E.  T.  Messersmith, 
Mr.  Frank  L.  Owen,  Mr.  G.  E.  P.  Hall,  Mr.  Maxwell 
McNutt,  Ensign  Charles  F.  Preston,  U.  S.  N.,  Ensign 
R.  H.  Leigh,  U.  S.  N.,  Surgeon  M.  S.  Guest,  U.  S.  N., 
Mr.  C.  C.  V.  Reeve,  Mr.  Henry  Poett,  Lieutenant  C.  P. 
Summerall,  U.  S.  A.,  Lieutenant  F.  A.  Wilcox.  U.  S.  A., 
Mr.  Frederick  W.  Coon,  Mr.  Donald  V.  Campbell,  Lieu- 
tenant W.  R.  Smedberg,  Jr.,  U.  S.  A.,  Mr.  C.  Osgood 
Hooker,  Mr.  H.  R.  Simpkins,  Lieutenant  Charles 
Willcox,  U.  S.  A.,  Lieutenant  D.  W.  Kilburn, 
U.  S.  A.,  Dr.  R.  Lorini,  Mr.  Charles  K.  Mcintosh, 
Mr.  George  T.  Marye,  Mr.  George  Aimer  Newhall, 
Mr.  Addison  Mizner,  Mr.  Andrew  Martin,  Mr.  A.  D. 
Keyes,  Mr.  Southard  Hoffman,  Jr.,  Mr.  R.  M.  Eyre, 
Mr.  A.  Macondray,  Mr.  Charles  N.  Felton,  Jr.,  Mr.  W. 
R.  Heath,  Mr.  Henry  N.  Stetson,  Mr.  H.  M.  Holbrook, 
Mr.  George  de  Long,  Mr.  S.  G.  Buckbee,  Mr.  J.  A. 
Hart,  Mr.  Joseph  D.  Grant,  Mr.  William  S.  McMurtry, 
Mr.  Elliott  McAllister,  Mr.  Louis  B.  Parrott.  Mr. 
Horace  G.  Piatt,  Mr.  James  Brett  Stokes,  and  Mr. 
Augustus  Taylor. 

The  Friday  Night  Club. 
The  members  of  the  Friday  Night  Club  gave 
their  first  cotillion  of  this  season  at  Odd  Fellows' 
Hall  on  Friday  evening.  It  was  a  decidedly  pleas- 
ant affair,  characterized  by  a  large  attendance,  a 
rich  display  of  elegant  gowns,  beautiful  decorations, 
and  excellent  music.  A  notable  feature  was  the 
attendance  of  all  of  the  debutantes  of  this  season. 

The  decoration  of  the  hall  was  most  effective, 
and  brought  vividly  to  mind  the  fact  that  Christ- 
mastide  is  near.  Pendant  from  the  centre  of  the 
ceiling  was  an  immense  bell,  wrought  of  ever- 
greens and  adorned  with  scarlet-hued  cornel  berries, 
and  above  it  was  a  circle  of  fancifully  colored  Jap- 
anese lanterns,  having  an  outer  circle  of  Japanese 
parasols.  In  each  corner  of  the  hall  hung  a  similar 
bell,  without,  however,  the  lanterns  and  parasols  as 
accessories.  From  the  arches  above  extended  long 
streamers  of  alternating  red,  white,  and  blue  to  the 
side-walls  above  the  gallery,  which  were  festooned 
with  draperies  of  green  and  white  and  evergreens 
intermingled.  Above  the  gallery  rail  was  a  barrier 
formed  of  Christmas-trees  set  at  regular  intervals, 
and  through  the  foliage  bamboo  poles  projected, 
Japanese  lanterns  hanging  from  the  ends.  Along 
the  railing  were  draperies  of  green  and  white  and 
baskets  of  ferns.  The  walls  down-stairs  were 
draped  with  green  and  white  cloth  and  vases  of 
ferns,  and  the  stage  was  a  mass  of  tropical  plants 
that  almost  concealed  the  musicians.  The  entire 
effect  was  artistic  and  pleasing  and  it  was  height- 
ened when  the  electric  lights  were  extinguished  in 
some  of  the  figures  and  the  room  was  illuminated 
by  means  of  colored  calcium  lights.  The  gaslight 
was  filtered  dimly  through  rose-colored  shades  and 
the  lighted  candles  in  the  lanterns  also  gave  a  dim 
light  and  some  color  to  the  whole.  The  floor  was 
canvased  for  dancing  and  Huber's  Hungarian  Or- 
chestra played  its  latest  music. 

It  was  quite  late  when  the  cotillion  was  com- 
menced, and  only  four  figures  were  danced.  These 
were  "The  Serpentine,"  "The  Anchor,"  "The 
Greek  Cross,"  and  "The  Four  Circles."  As  the 
dancers  were,  for  the  most  part,  familiar  with  their 
intricacies,  they  progressed  smoothly.  There  was 
a  surprise  in  the  last  figure,  as  a  gayly  decorated 
Christmas-tree  was  rolled  to  the  centre  of  the 
floor  and  the  candles  lighted,  and  the  movements 
of  the  dance  were  executed  around  the  tree.  Mr. 
Edward  M.  Greenway  led  the  cotillion  in  his  usual 
excellent  manner,  and  had  Miss  Genevieve  Goad  as 
his  partner.  At  midnight  a  refreshing  supper  was 
served  in  the  spacious  dining-hall  under  Ludwig's 
direction,  after  which  there  was  general  dancing 
until  two  o'clock  in  the  morning.  Those  in  the 
first  set  were : 

Mr.  Edward  M.  Greenway,  Miss  Genevieve  Goad,  Mr. 
William  R.  Heath,  Miss  Ella  Hobart,  Mr.  Edward  H. 
Sheldon,  Miss  Alice  Hager,  Mr.  Milton  S.  Latham,  Miss 
Mary  Bell  Gwin,  Mr.  A.  Macondray,  Miss  Mamie 
Thomas,  Mr.  C.  C.  V.  Reeve,  Miss  Daisy  Van  Ness,  Mr. 
Henry  N.  Stetson,  Miss  Bertha  Smith,  Mr.  W.  L.  Carri- 
gan,  Miss  Florence  Mills,  Mr.  Douglas  Waterman,  Miss 
Emma  Butler,  Mr.  Tara  McGrew,  Miss  Clementina  Kip, 
Lieutenant  Frank  McKenna,  U.  S.  A.,  Miss  Lizzie  Car- 
roll, Mr.  H.  M.  A.  Miller,  Miss  Ella  Morgan,  Mr.  F.  E. 
Magee,  Miss  Jessie  Glasscock,  Mr.  A.  P.  Hayne,  Miss 
Juliet  Garber,  Mr.  R.  M.  Duperu,  Miss  Ida  Gibbons,  Mr. 
S.  H.  Boardman,  Miss  Ethel  Tompkins,  Mr.  E.  C.  Ses- 
sions, Miss  Florence  Selby,  Mr.  J.  C.  McKee,  Miss  Belle 
Mhoon,  Mr.  Cutler  Paige,  Miss  Clarice  Sheldon,  Mr. 
Leonard  Chenery,  Miss  Juliet  Williams,  Mr.  Rhodes 
Borden,  Miss  Alice  Ames,  Mr.  Walter  Leonard  Dean, 
Miss  Bernice  Bates. 

♦ 

The  Houghton  Dinner-Party. 

Miss  Minnie  Houghton  gave  a  very  pleasant  din- 
ner-party last  Thursday  evening  at  the  residence  of 
her  parents,  General  and  Mrs.  J.  F.  Houghton, 
1900  Washington  Street.  Covers  were  laid  for 
twelve  at  a  prettily  decorated  table,  and  the  even- 
ing was  made  one  of  much  enjoyment.  Miss 
Houghton's  guests  were  : 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Joseph  S.  Tobin,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Paul 
Jarboe,  Miss  Irwin,  Miss  Mamie  Holbrook,  Miss  Kate 
Clement,  Mr.  Edward  H.  Sheldon,  Mr.  Frank  L.  Owen, 
Mr.  Harry  Dimond,  and  Mr.  H.  B.  Houghton. 


A  "Trilby"  Reading. 
Mrs.  Frank  M.  Pixley  gave  the  use  of  the  large 
ball  -  room  at  her  residence  on  Friday  for  a 
"Trilby"  reading  to  benefit  the  Examiner's 
"  Little  Jim  "  fund.  A  large  and  fashionable  audi- 
ence was  present,  and  very  much  enjoyed  the 
affair.  Certain  selections  from  the  book  were 
read  by  Miss  Ethel  Brandon,  and  the  musical 
numbers  were  played  by  Mr.  H.  J.  Stewart.  Miss 
Daisy  Topping  sang  one  of  the  solos.  The  enter- 
tainment was  a  most  interesting  one,  and  added  a 
comfortable  sum  to  the  treasury  of  the  deserving 
charity. 


Notes  and  Gossip. 

Judge  and  Mrs.  Francis  E.  Spencer  have  issued 
invitations  for  the  wedding  of  their  daughter,  Miss 
Grace  May  Spencer,  and  Dr.  J.  Underwood  Hall, 
Jr.,  which  will  take  place  at  noon  next  Thursday 
in  Trinity  Church  at  San  Jose. 

The  wedding  of  Miss  Alpha  May  Sheridan  and 
Dr.  George  William  Sevenman  took  place  on 
Thursday,  December  6th,  at  the  residence  of  the 
bride's  mother,  2015  Pine  Street.  Rev.  A.  C.  Hirst 
officiated.  Dr.  and  Mrs.  Sevenman  will  receive  on 
Mondays  at  2015  Pine  Street. 

The  next  party  of  the  Monday  Evening  Dancing 
Class  will  take  place  at  Lunt's  Hall  on  new-year's- 
eve. 

Mrs.  David  Bixler  and  the  Misses  Hyde  will  re- 
ceive next  Friday  at  their  residence,  corner  of 
Pierce  and  Union  Streets. 

The  Terpsichoreans,  a  club  composed  of  the 
members  of  Miss  West's  School,  will  give  a 
dancing-party  on  Thursday  evening,  January  3d. 
The  cotillion  will  be  danced  under  the  direction  of 
Mr.  E.  M.  Greenway. 

The  matinee  tea  given  by  Mrs.  J.  G.  Hooper 
last  Saturday  in  honor  of  her  daughter,  Miss  Jessie 
Hooper,  was  a  very  enjoyable  affair,  and  was 
largely  attended.  Some  of  the  young  people  re- 
mained in  the  evening  and  danced  the  cotillion. 

The  residence  of  Mrs.  William  P.  Morgan,  on 
Franklin  Street,  was  thronged  with  her  friends  last 
Saturday  afternoon,  when  she  gave  a  tea  in  honor 
of  her  daughter,  Miss  Ella  Morgan.  It  was  a  de- 
lightful affair,  and  ended  with  an  informal  dance  in 
the  evening. 

The  members  of  the  San  Francisco  Verein,  the 
Concordia  Club,  and  the  Deutscher  Verein,  will 
give  dancing-parties  in  their  respective  club-rooms 
on  new-year's-eve. 

The  Christmas  festival  of  the  Occidental  Kinder- 
garten Association  will  be  held  at  Union  Square 
Hall  at  two  o'clock  this  afternoon. 


The  Sunset  .Limited. 
The  time  of  the  "  Sunset  Limited,"  the  Southern 
Pacific  Company's  new  fast  train  between  San 
Francisco  and  New  Orleans,  has  been  slightly 
changed.  The  leaving  time  at  San  Francisco  is 
now  9  A.  m.  instead  of  10:30,  and  the  through  run- 
ning time  to  New  Orleans  is  reduced  about  half  an 
hour. 


■  Celebrated  Vintages. 

According  to  Ridley's  Wine  and  Trade  Circular, 
the  ruling  quotations  for  familiar  brands  of  cham- 
pagne are  : 

Pommery,  83  to  88  shillings. 

Moet,  75  shillings. 

Perrier,  72  shillings. 

Mumm,  70  to  75j!  shillings. 

In  America  the  retail  price  of  the  different  wines 
is  generally  the  same  for  all  brands.  The  ship- 
ments now  made  by  the  great  champagne  house, 
Veuve  Pommery  Fils  &  Co.,  and  one  or  two  others, 
and  now  sold  in  the  markets  of  Great  Britain  and 
America,  are  of  the  renowned  1889  vintage,  which 
is  one  of  the  best  of  the  century.  Other  excellent 
wine  years  in  the  champagne  district  were  1865, 
1874,  and  1884.  Though  1874  produced  wine  of 
splendid  quality,  the  output  of  1889  has  never  been 
excelled  as  to  abundance  of  vinosity,  as  well  as 
delicacy  of  flavor. 


—  Owing  to  change  in  tariff,  we  have 
reduced  the  prices  of  all  Mousquetaire  Gloves,  the 
quality  remaining  the  same.  All  our  gloves  are 
branded  with  trade-mark.  They  are  sold  in  S.  F. 
only  at  7  Kearny  Street.      P.  Centemeri  &  Co. 

— Huber's  Orchestra  furnishes  excellent 
music  for  weddings,  receptions,  etc.  It  plays  at 
the  cotillions  of  the  Friday  Night  Club,  and  at  the 
Hotel  Del  Monte.    420  Eddy  Street.    Tel.,  East  681. 


—  Opera  glasses— latest  Parisian  styles, 
at  very  moderate  prices.  Henry  Kahn  &  Co.,  op- 
ticians, 642  Market  Street.     Open  evenings. 

—  GREENBAUM'S    IMPORTED    CANDIES    CAN    BE 

sent  anywhere.     They  keep  fresh  a  year. 


IVORY 


—  Cooper's  Xmas  Cards  the  daintiest. 


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So  many  things  that  you  wouldn't  think  of  find- 
ing in  the  ordinary  furniture  store,  and  yet  pieces 
so  appropriate  for  Christmas  gifts.  Odd,  dainty, 
and  original,  prices  at  merely  nominal  cost,  too. 


CALIFORNIA  FURNITURE  COMPANY, 


(N.  P.  Cole  St  Co.) 


117  Geary  Street. 


GRATEFUL-COMFORTING. 

Epps's  Cocoa 

BREAKFAST-SUPPER. 

"By  a  thorough  knowledge  of  the  natural  laws  which 
govern  the  operations  of  digestion  and  nutrition,  and  by  a 
careful  application  of  the  fine  properties  of  well-selected 
Cocoa,  Mr.  Epps  has  provided  for  our  breakfast  and  sup- 
per a  delicately  flavored  beverage  which  may  save  us 
many  heavy  doctors'  bills.  It  is  by  the  judicious  use  of 
such  articles  of  diet  that  a  constitution  may  be  gradually 
built  up  until  strong  enough  to  resist  every  tendency  to 
disease.  Hundreds  of  subtle  maladies  are  floating  around 
us  ready  to  attack  wherever  there  is  a  weak  point.  We 
may  escape  many  a  fatal  shaft  by  keeping  ourselves  well 
fortified  with  pure  blood  and  a  properly  nourished  frame." 
— Civil  Service  Gazette. 

Made  simply  with  boiling  water  or  milk.  Sold  only  in 
half-pound  tins,  by  Grocers,  labeled  thus: 

JAMES  EPPS  &  CO.  (Ltd.), 
Homoeopathic  Chemist-.  London,  England. 


THE  LURLINE 


Salt- Water  Baths, 


Larkin  and  Bush  Sts. 


Dividend  Notices. 


MUTUAL  SAVINGS  BASK  OF  SAX 
Francisco,  No.  33  Post  Street. — For  the  half-year 
ending  December  31, 1894,  a  dividend  has  been  declared  at 
the  rate  of  four  and  four-fifths  (4  4-5)  per  cent,  per  annum 
on  term  deposits,  and  four  (4)  per  cent,  per  annum  on  ordi- 
nary deposits,  free  of  taxes,  payable  on  and  after  Wed- 
nesday, January  2,  1895. 

GEO.  A.  STORY,  Cashier. 


SAVINGS  AND  LOAN  SOCIETY,  101 
Montgomery  Street,  corner  Sutter. — For  the  half- 
year  ending  December  31,  1894,  a  dividend  has  been  de- 
clared at  the  rate  of  four  and  eight-tenths  {4  8-10)  per 
cent,  per  annum  on  term  deposits,  and  four  (4)  per  cent, 
per  annum  on  ordinary  deposits,  free  of  taxes,  payable  on 
and  after  Wednesday,  January  z,  1895. 

CYRUS  W.  CARMANY,  Cashier. 


SAN  FRANCISCO  SAVINGS  UNION,  532 
California  Street,  corner  Webb. — For  the  half-year 
ending  with  the  31st  of  December,  1894,  a  dividend  has 
been  declared  at  the  rate  of  four  and  eight-tenths  (4  8-10) 
percent,  per  annum  on  term  deposits,  and  four(4)per  cent, 
per  annum  on  ordinary  deposits,  free  of  taxes,  payable 
on  and  after  Wednesday,  January  2,  1805. 

LOVELL  WHITE,  Cashier. 


Movements  and  Whereabouts. 

Annexed  will  be  found  a  resume"  of  movements  to 
and  from  this  city  and  coast,  and  of  the  whereabouts 
of  absent  Califomians  : 

Miss  Susie  Russell  has  returned  to  her  home,  2020 
Vallejo  Street,  after  a  pleasant  visit  of  six  months  to 
friends  in  the  Eastern  States. 

Mr.  J.  W.  Byrne,  who  recently  returned  from  an  East- 
ern trip,  left  on  Thursday  for  Los  Angeles  to  join  his 
mother  and  brother. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Frank  S.  Hicks  returned  to  Los  An- 
geles last  Thursday,  after  a  visit  to  Mrs.  Hager. 

Miss  Haff,  of  New  York,  has  returned  from  a  visit  to 
friends  in  Sacramento,  and  is  now  the  guest  of  Mrs. 
William  J.  Younger. 

Misses  Bee  and  Ethel  Hooper,  of  St.  Helena,  are  visit- 
ing Mrs.  Jerome  Lincoln  at  her  residence  on  Harrison 
Street. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  George  B.  Sperry,  of  Stockton,  have 
been  at  the  California  Hotel  during  the  past  week. 

Mrs.  H.  B.  Berger  and  Miss  Helene  Berger  have  taken 
rooms  at  the  California  Hotel  for  the  season. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Frank  F.  Moulton  are  at  the  Hotel 
Brunswick  in  New  York  city. 

Mrs.  W.  C.  Ralston  was  at  the  Hotel  Brunswick  in 
New  York  city  last  week. 

Count  and  Countess  Festetics  de  Tolna  were,  accord- 
ing to  recent  advices,  due  to  arrive  at  Yokohama  on 
their  yacht,  the  Tolna,  about  Christmas. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Robert  Balfour  are  traveling  in  England, 

Mrs.  James  F.  Houghton  and  Miss  Minnie  Houghton 
will  receive  on  Wednesdays  at  their  residence,  1900 
Washington  Street. 

Mrs.  Morgan  G.  Bulkeley  is  expected  here  from  Hart- 
ford, Conn.,  next  February  to  visit  her  parents,  General 
and  Mrs.  James  F.  Houghton. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Daniel  T.  Murphy  and  Mrs.  A.  J. 
Pope  are  en  route  home  from  their  Eastern  trip. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Richard  D.  Girvin  are  now  residing  at 
2312  Clay  Street. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Arthur  W.  Moore  have  returned  from  a 
visit  to  Boston. 

Mrs.  O.  W.  Childs  and  Miss  Childs,  of  Los  Angeles, 
have  been  at  the  Palace  Hotel  during  the  past  week. 

Mrs.  Lily  H.  Coit,  who  is  at  present  in  Paris  with  her 
mother,  is  reported  to  be  quite  ill. 

Miss  Alice  Owen  departed  on  Friday  for  Santa  Barbara, 
where  she  will  remain  a  couple  of  months. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Wakefield  Baker  have  returned  from  their 
Eastern  trip. 

Army  and  Navy  News. 

The  latest  personal  notes  relative  to  army  and 
navy  people  at  the  various  posts  around  San  Fran- 
cisco are  appended : 

Rear-Admiral  and  Mrs.  John  Irwin,  U.  S.  N.,  and 
Miss  Irwin  are  now  residing  at  912  Nineteenth  Street, 
in  Washington,  D.  C. 

Colonel  William  R.  Shafter,  First  Infantry,  U.  S.  A., 
has  been  granted  ten  days'  leave  of  absence,  to  com- 
mence next  Saturday. 

Major  and  Mrs.  Amos,  S.  Kimball,  U.  S.  A.,  are  pass- 
ing the  winter  at  the  Palace  Hotel. 

Passed  Assistant  Surgeon  M.  R.  Pigott,  U.  S.  N.,  has 
been  detached  from  the  Chelsea  Naval  Hospital  and 
ordered  to  temporary  duty  at  the  Mare  Island  Hospital. 

Assistant  Naval  Constructor  Lawrence  Spear,  U-  S. 
N.,  has  been  detached  from  duty  at  the  Union  Iron 
Works  and  ordered  to  the  Mare  Island  navy  yard. 

Passed  Assistant  Engineer  F.  C.  Bieg,  U.  S.  N„  has 
been  detached  from  the  Monterey  and  granted  three 
months'  leave  of  absence. 

Lieutenant  and  Mrs.  William  F.  Hancock,  Fifth 
Artillery,  U.  S.  A.,  are  residing  at  the  Hotel  Franklin  in 
St.  Louis,  Mo.  Lieutenant  Hancock  is  military  instructor 
at  the  Washington  University. 

Lieutenant  William  H.  Bean,  Second  Cavalry,  U.  S. 
A.,  has  been  passing  part  of  his  leave  of  absence  at  West 
Point,  N.  Y. 

Lieutenant  Charles  E.  B.  Flagg,  Assistant  Surgeon, 
U.  S.  A.,  is  on  temporary  duty  at  Fort  Townsend,  Wash., 
during  the  absence  of  Captain  Euclid  B.  Frick,  U.  S.  A., 
who  will  be  away  four  months. 

Lieutenant  William  M.  Crofton,  First  Infantry,  U.  S. 
A.,  has  been  relieved  from  temporary  duty  at  Fort  Sheri- 
dan, 111. 

Lieutenant  and  Mrs.  George  W.  Mclver,  Seventh  In- 
fantry, U.  S.  A.,  are  at  Fort  Logan,  near  Denver,  where 
they  will  remain  during  the  winter. 

Lieutenant  Samuel  McP.  Rutherford,  Fourth  Cavalry, 
U.  S.  A.,  went  East  last  week  on  a  two  months*  leave  of 
absence. 


MUSICAL    NOTES. 


Sarah  Bernhardt  has  earned  and  spent  more 
money  than  any  other  living  actress.  In  the  last 
twenty  years  she  has  earned  two  million  five  hun- 
dred thousand  dollars,  and  circulated  it  with  the 
extravagance  of  a  princess. 


The  Latest  Fashionable  Novelties. 

The  outlook  for  the  coming  holiday  season  is  per- 
haps less  encouraging  than  usual,  yet,  judging  from 
displays  in  the  different  shops,  we  are  led  to  believe 
that  the  dealers  have  considerable  confidence  in  the 
forthcoming  Christmas- tide  business.  Glancing 
over  the  stock  in  Cooper's,  on  Market  Street,  it  is 
surprising  to  look  upon  the  vast  outlay  in  holiday 
goods  ;  and  Mr.  Cooper  must  be  congratulated  upon 
his  fine  selections,  as  he  has  not  only  a  varied  stock, 
but  such  choice  and  delicate  goods  as  are  sure  to 
warrant  their  importation.  The  most  pleasing  of 
the  exhibition  are  the  little  hand-painted  novelties, 
such  as  gentlemen's  shaving  papers,  match-boxes, 
and  pen-wipers,  besides  the  pretty  display  of  Christ- 
mas cards  and  calendars.  Prettily  illustrated  books 
are  always  acceptable  gifts  for  the  holidays,  and  the 
new  designs  in  gold  pencils  and  pens  are  very 
pleasing,  not  forgetting  the  handsomely  boxed 
note-papers,  which  are  daintier  than  ever.  But 
what  seems  to  have  met  with  most  success  this 
year,  however,  is  the  line  of  ladies'  purses,  among 
which  is  the  new  leather  6crassi,  or  crushed 
morocco,  which  Cooper  &  Co.  have  introduced  ex- 
clusively, coming  in  both  the  plain  leather  and 
mounted  in  silver  and  gold,  which  are  very  attract- 
ive. 


—  Kritiko,  609  Merchant  St.,  S.  F.,  reads 
characters  from  handwriting  in  ink,  unruled  paper. 
Send  50  cents  ;  stamps  or  postal  notes. 


—  Gold  spectacles  and  eye-glasses  for 
holiday  presents.  Henry  Kahn  &  Co.,  opticians, 
642  Market  Street.     Open  evenings. 


Scheel  Symphony  Concert. 

Mr.  Fritz  Scheel  gave  his  fourteenth  symphony 
concert  last  Wednesday  evening  at  the  Auditorium 
and  attracted  a  large  and  fashionable  audience. 
The  vocalist  was  Miss  Mabel  Love.  The  pro- 
gramme was  as  follows  : 

Overture,  "Hans  Heiling,"  Marschner;  vocal,  "De- 
votion," Schumann,  Miss  Mabel  Love  ;  symphony.  No. 
4,  D  minor,  (a)  adagio  allegro,  (b)  romance,  (c)  scherzo, 
(d)  finale,  Schumann;  ballet  divertissement,  "Henry 
VIII.,"  introduction,  entrance  of  the  clans,  Scotch  idyl, 
gypsy  dance,  jig  and  finale,  Saint-Saens  ;  vocal,  "Chan- 
son d'Amour,"  Francis  Thome,  Miss  Mabel  Love ; 
polonaise,  No.  2,  Liszt, 

The  fifteenth  symphony  concert  will  take  place 
next  Wednesday  evening.  Mme.  Sylvain  Salomon, 
soprano,  will  be  the  vocalist. 


Miss  Viva  Cummins,  of  this  city,  gave  a  costume 
recital  at  the  New  York  School  of  Opera  and 
Oratorio  last  Thursday  evening,  and  sang  many 
native  songs  of  Europe,  Asia,  Africa,  and  America. 


The  Saturday  Morning  Orchestra  will  hold  a 
rehearsal  next  Saturday  morning  at  the  Kohler  & 
Chase  Hall. 


ABOUT    THE    WOMEN. 


-  Alluring  are  Cooper's  Xmas  Cards. 


The  Queen  of  Saxony  maintains  three  eminent 
doctors,  whose  sole  duties  are  to  attend  to  the  ail- 
ments of  the  suffering  poor. 

There  is  a  rumor  that  Miss  Florence  Ingalls,  one 
of  the  daughters  of  the  ex-senator,  will  start  an 
equal-suffrage  paper  in  Atchison,  Kan. 

Mrs.  Ada  M.  Bittenbender,  a  lawyer  of  Ne- 
braska, and  her  husband  have  incorporated  the 
"  Uncle  Sam's  Anti-Drunkard  Factory  Concern." 
The  object  of  the  concern  is  to  circulate  and 
dramatize  a  book  proving  rum  to  be  a  demon, 
which  Mrs.  Bittenbender  is  writing,  and  the  capital 
stock  is  five  hundred  thousand  dollars. 

The  Princess  of  Wales  celebrated  her  fiftieth 
birthday  December  1st.  Half  a  century  seems  a 
formidable  number  of  years  for  a  beautiful  woman 
to  have  to  acknowledge  to,  and  in  the  case  of  the 
princess  the  fact  seems  incredible.  She  is  really  a 
wonder,  for  she  has  had  many  illnesses  and  passed 
through  many  terrible  troubles,  all  of  which  are 
supposed  to  tell  upon  a  woman. 

Fraulein  Alice,  the  popular  actress  of  Berlin,  an- 
nounces her  coming  marriage  in  this  way  through 
the  press  : 

"To  all  my  Friends  and  Acquaintances:  I  de- 
sire herewith  to  make  known  that  I  am  about  to  appear 
in  a  new  character,  which  I  have  never  yet  performed. 
The  drama  is  called  '  Marriage '  ('  Die  Ehe ').     The  part 

of  the  hero  will  be  taken  by  Herr  Hans  E .     Upon 

him  it  depends  whether  the  play  will  be  a  comedy  or  a 
tragedy.  It  will  certainly  not  be  a  farce,  for  we  are  both 
of  us  terribly  in  earnest.  Besides,  all  my  married  friends 
tell  me  that  in  '  Marriage '  there  is  nothing  to  laugh  at." 

Mr.  "Jersey,"  otherwise  Mrs.  Langtry,  is  ad- 
vertising Milford  for  sale.  Mr.  "Jersey  "  must  re- 
gret that  she  refused  an  offer  of  eight  thousand 
pounds  for  the  son  of  Saraband  soon  after  he  had 
been  presented  to  her  by  the  late  Mr.  Abingdon 
Baird,  as  the  horse  now  will  hardly  fetch  one  thou- 
sand pounds.  Since  she  has  registered  her  racing 
colors —  "turquoise  and  fawn  hoops,  turquoise 
cap" — Mr.  "Jersey"  has  met  with  a  fair  amount 
of  success,  but  the  stake  money  alone  could  not 
have  repaid  her  the  sum  she  has  invested  in  blood- 
stock. 

Princess  Ferdinand  of  Bulgaria  seems  to  have 
peculiar  ideas  with  regard  to  the  obligations  of 
hospitality  : 

At  a  soiree  given  by  her,  the  other  day,  police  officials 
suddenly  appeared  upon  the  scene,  and  arrested  and 
carried  off  to  jail  two  of  the  guests— ladies  belonging  to 
the  highest  circles  of  Bulgarian  society.  The  charge  on 
which  they  are  detained  in  prison  is  that  of  treason  and 
conspiracy.  It  is  alleged  that  the  terrible  fit  of  vomiting 
with  which  the  princess  was  seized  shortly  after  having 
received  an  iced  drink  from  one  of  these  ladies,  was  due 
to  an  attempt  on  their  part  to  assassinate  her. 


DCCLXXXVII.— Bill  of  Fare  for  Twelve  Persons, 

Christmas,  1804. 

Eastern  Oysters. 

Vermicelli  Soup. 

Cheese  Straws.     Olives  Farcies. 

Boiled  Cod,  Sauce  Hollandaise.     Marble  Potatoes. 

Terrapin  a  la  Maryland. 

Fillet  of  Beef,  with  Truffles  and  Mushrooms. 

Flageolets.     Potato  Croquettes. 

Roman  Punch. 

Roast  Pig,  Apple  Sauce. 

Celery  Salad. 
English  Plum-Pudding. 

Ice  Cream. 

Bonbons.     Fruits  Glaces. 

Wines.    Coffee. 


—  Knox's  Sparkling  Gelatine  received 
the  only  medal  at  World's  Fair.  The  new  granu- 
lated package  dissolves  in  two  minutes.  Makes  one 
pint  more  jelly  than  shred.     Ask  your  grocer  for  it. 


For  Baby's  Skin 
Scalp 
and 
Hair  use 
Cuticura  Soap 

The  most  effective  skin  purifying  and  beau- 
tifying soap  in  the  world,  as  well  as  purest 
and  sweetest  for  toilet  and  nursery.  For 
distressing  eruptions,  pimples,  blackheads, 
scalp  irritations,  dry.  thin,  and  falling  hair, 
red,  rough  hands,  chafings,  simple  rashes, 
and  blemishes  of  childhood,  it  is  absolutely 
incomparable.  Mothers  and  nurses  pro- 
nounce it  the  only  perfect  baby  soap. 

Sold  throughout  the  world.  Price,  25c.  Potter 
Dbuq  and  Chem.  Cobp  ,  Sole  Props.,  Boston. 
£Sj-  "AH  About  Baby'a  Skin,"  mailed  free. 


THE  HOTEL  RICHELIEU 

N.  E.  Cor.  Van  Ness  and  Myrtle  Avenues. 


The    Principal    and    Finest 

Family    Hotel  of  San  Francisco. 
Special    Pride    Taken    in    the 

Excellence    of  the    Cuisine. 
Elegantly   Furnished    Booms 

Single    and    En    Suite. 
Permanent   Gnests    "Will    be 

Given   Special    Kates. 
Elevator  Run?  Day  and  Sight. 

HOTEL  RICHELIEU  CO. 


HOTEL  PLEASANTON 

N.  W.  corner  Sutter  and  Jones  Streets. 

Centrally  located  and 
adjacent  to  all  of  the 
principal  cable  -  car 
lines.  A  fashionable 
family  hotel,  having 
H&  jJ  all  of  the  latest  mod- 
em  improvements. 
Sanny  and  elegantly 
furnished  rooms,  en 
suite,  with  baths,  or 
single.  Cuistne  un- 
surpassed. Sanitary 
plumbing.  Passenger 
elevator.  Billiard 
Parlor.     Barber  shop. 

O.  31.  BREXNAN,  Proprietor. 

-:-    THE   COLONIAL    -:- 

PETE    AND    JONES    STS. 
New,    Elegantly    furnished    Family    Hotel. 

STRICTLY    FIRST-CLASS. 

Central  to  all  Lines  of  cars. 


Unexcelled  in  Appointments. 
Unsurpassed  in  Cuisine. 

THE    PALACE   HOTEL 


GUESTS  ENTERTAINED  ON  EITHEK 
THE  AMERICAN  OR  EUROPEAN 

PLAN. 


THE    GRILL    ROOM 

A  UNIQUE  INNOVATION. 

Is  the  Most  Elegant  Dining  Apartment  for 
Men  in  San  Francisco. 

Rates  Moderate. 


BALLENBERG'S  ORCHESTRA 

Furnishes  the  Latest  European  and  East- 
ern Dance  Music  for  all  kinds   of 
Social    Gatherings. 

THE     PIONEER      ORCHESTRA 

Established  here  for  a  Quarter  of  a  Century 
Address  N.    BALLENBERC, 

In  Care  of  Sherman,  Clay  &  Co. 


TUITION  JOR  BOYS. 

Careful  and  individual  attention. 
Kapid  advancement. 
M  inlrni  r  terms. 
For  full  particulars,  address 

MR.  J.  C.  JOHNSTON, 

1~  '*•*  Vallejo  Street,  corner  Gough. 


DEAFNESS  r^ioc-rk 

.and  Head  Noises  vUKtU 

'by  using  Wilson's  Common-Sense    Ear   Drums.     Write 
/or  Pamphlet.    Address 

I.  R.  COCKROFT,  General  Agent, 
326  Orange  Street,  -    -     -    -     Oakland,  Cal. 


Clearance  Sale   of   Books 

At  Greatly  Reduced  Prices.     Beginning  Monday,  November  19th.      OPEN     EVENINGS. 

DODCE   BOOK   AND    STATIONERY   CO. 

SUCCESSORS    TO    C.    BEACH, 
107    MONTCrOMEHT    SI1..   Opp.  Oct  i 


16 


THE        ARGONAUT. 


December  24,  1894. 


T  A-  'EZ.  DB     T  : 


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"Sunset 
Limited" 

THE  NEW  TRANSCONTINENTAL  FLYER 

—  OF  THE  — 

Southern  Pacific  Company 

—  COMMENCING  — 

Thnrsday,   |\|qV.     \f     |894 


—  AND  - 


Running'    every    Thursday     until 
further  notice, 


—  BETWEEN- 


AND 


San  Francisco 
New  Orleans 


79 

HOURS 


OVER  THE  POPULAR 


Sunset  Route 


The  favorite  Route  of  America  for 
Winter  Travel. 

A  SCPEKBLY  EQUIPPED 

Solid  Vestibuled  Train 


-CONSISTING  OF- 


Pullman  Palace  Double    Drawing-Room   Sleeping-Cars, 

Dining  -  Cars,  and    Composite  -  Cars,    with    Buffet, 

Smoking- Room,  Bath-Room,  and  Barber  Shop, 

BRILLIANTLY    LIGHTED    BY    PINTSCH    GAS. 


NO   EXTRA   CHARGE, 

All   first-class  tickets,    local   and   through,   honored   for 
passage.     Sleeping-Car  Berths  at  Regular  Rates. 


Dining-Car  Service   Best  Obtainable. 

Meals  a  la  Carte. 


Immediate  connections  at   New  Orleans  with  trains  for 
Chicago,  St.  Louis,  Cincinnati,  Louis- 
ville, and  Mempiiib ; 

also,  with  LIMITED  TRAINS  of  the 

PIEDMONT  AIR  LINE 


Atlanta,  Charlotte,  Danville,  Washington,  Philadelphia, 

New    York,     Boston,     and    other 

Eastern  points. 


THROUGH  SCHEDULE: 
Leave  San  Francisco,  10.30  A.  M.,  Thursday 

"       Los  Angeles,       4.00      "         Friday- 
Arrive  El  Paso,        -        5.30      "         Saturday 
"        New  Orleans,      7.40  P.M.,    Sunday 
"        New  York,      -      1.25      "         Tuesday 
Through  Time  to  New  York  City  119  Hours 

Passengers  from  Los  Angeles  will  take  berths  in 
Special  Sleeping-Car  Thursday  Evening. 


For  further  information,  inquire  of  any  agent  of 

The     Southern    Pacific     Company 


RICH'D  GRAY,  T.  H.  GOODMAN, 

Gen.  Traffic  Manager.  Gen.  Passenger  Agent. 


Listener—"  Isn't  it  wonderful  how  he  always  has  a 
brand  new  story  to  fit  everything  I" 

Other  Listenei — "  Ya-as.  Makes  'em  up,  you  know, 
out  of  newspaper  yarns.     Romeikk  sends  'em  to  him." 


HENRY    ROME1KE, 

110  FIFTH  AVENUE,     -     -     -     NEW  YORK 

Started  the  first  Press-Cutting  Bureau,  and  furnishes 
Newspaper  Clippings  from  all  the  leading  papers  in  the 
world  on  any  subject. 


BANK 


FITTINGS 

Office  and  School 

FURNITURE. 

Church  and  Opera  Chairs. 

C^F.  WEBER  &  CO. 

ickton  Street       Han  Francisco. 


THE    ALLEGED    HUMORISTS. 


Maud—'1  I  saw  Miss  de  Lancey  this  morning." 
Ethel,  Perdita,  Florence—"  What'd  she  have  on  ?  " 
—Life. 

"Well,  Tommy,  have  you  learned  anything  at 
school?"  "Yes,  sir;  I've  learned  to  wear  a  lung 
protector  in  the  seat  of  my  pants."— Life. 

"  The  telephone  is  like  a  woman  ;  it  tells  every- 
thing it  hears."  "  Yes,  that's  so.  And  it's  unlike  a 
woman,  too  ;  it  tells  a  thing  just  as  it  hears  it."— 
Life. 

Conductor  —  "  How  old  are  you,  little  girl?" 
Littlegirl—"  If  the  company  doesn't  object,  I  pre- 
fer to  pay  my  fare  and  keep  my  own  statistics." — 
Vogue. 

"  You  don't  seem  to  hold  a  very  high  opinion  of 
the  latter-day  woman."  "  1  don't.  She  has  ceased 
to  be  a  lady,  and  has  not  yet  succeeded  in  becom- 
ing a  gentleman," — Life. 

Bronson—"  Have  the  detectives  found  out  any- 
thing about  that  burglary  yet  ?  "  Johnson— "Yes  ; 
they've  come  to  the  conclusion  that  the  motive  for 
the  crime  was  money." — Puck. 

Careful  and  consistent :  Fattier  (looking  over  his 
spectacles) — "I  don't  want  that  atrocious  paper 
brought  into  this  house  again,  Jack,  I  always 
leave  my  copy  on  the  train." — Bazar. 

Herdso — "  They  say  every  hearty  laugh  adds  a 
day  to  one's  life."  Saidso — "That  depends;  I 
had  at  least  a  week  kicked  out  of  me  for  laughing 
at  a  man  who  fell  in  the  mud." — Puck. 

Mildred—"  What  did  you  think  of  the  Christmas 
decorations?"  Marjorie — "Considering  that  the 
alcove  was  so  secluded,  hanging  that  piece  of 
mistletoe  up  there  seemed  rather  superfluous." — 
Truth., 

Clara — "While  1  was  playing  whist  with  Mrs. 
Singleton  last  evening,  she  asked  me  what  was  the 
trump  at  least  six  times."  Maude — "Weren't  you 
provoked?"  Clara — "I  should  say  so!  As  if  I 
knew  !  " — Puck. 

Father  (impressively)— "Suppose  I  should  be 
taken  away  suddenly,  what  would  become  of  you, 
my  boy  ?  "  Irreverent  son — "I'd  stay  here.  The 
question  is,  What  would  become  of  you?" — West 
Chester  Critic. 

Ada— "I  don"t  believe  in  short  engagements. 
Marry  in  haste,  you  know,  and  repent  at  leisure." 
Ida — "  Yes  ;  but  in  long  engagements,  the  leisure 
may  come  before  the  ceremony,  and  the  repentance 
may  be  on  the  wrong  side." — Puck. 

Robby — "  Mamma,  if  Santa  Claus  is  such  a  good 
man,  why  does  he  give  so  many  more  presents  to 
rich  children  than  he  does  to  the  poor  ones  ? " 
Mother — "  Because  it  takes  so  much  more  to  please 
a  rich  child  than  it  does  a  poor  one,  my  son." — 
Judge. 

"  Have  you  received  an  invitation  to  the  Bache- 
lors' Ball? "  "  Yes,  indeed.  I'm  to  be  the 
only  girl  there."  "  What !  "  "  Yes  ;  really.  You 
know  the  bachelors  only  had  an  invitation  apiece 
to  send  out,  and  I've  received  one  from  each." — 
Bazar. 

Mother — "  I  think  you  ought  to  start  George  in 
the  real-estate  business.  He  seems  to  have  a  strong 
inclination  for  it."  Fattier — "  Yes,  and  he  seems 
to  know  more  about  real  estate  than  anything  else." 
Mother — "Yes?"  Father — "Yes;  he  can  tell  a 
house  from  a  lot." — Puck. 

Facetias  :  Mr.  Jurydodger — "Your  honor,  I  feel 
that  I  am  not  fit  to  be  a  juryman."  Judge — "  You 
appear  to  me  to  be  unusually  intelligent,  sir." 
Mr,  Jurydodger — "  But,  your  honor,  I  can't  make 
head  or  tail  out  of  what  those  lawyers  say."  Judge 
— "  Neither  can  I  ;  take  your  seat  in  the  jury-box." 
— Ex. 

"  Speaking  of  miraculous  escapes,"  said  Smith, 
"  young  Brown  was  shot  full  in  the  chest  the  other 
day,  and  yet  was  unharmed."  "  Mother's  Bible  in 
his  pocket?"  said  Robinson.  "Pack  of  cards, 
more  likely,"  remarked  Jones.  "  You  are  not  up- 
to-date,"  said  Smith  ;  "  the  bullet  struck  him  in 
the  chrysanthemum  1  " — Life. 

In  the  impenetrable  darkness  she  was  alone  with 
her  thoughts.  The  chill  of  morning  was  stealing 
into  her  chamber.  "  He  comes,"  she  murmured  ; 
"  my  husband  comes."  Tears  sprang  to  her  eyes. 
"  Unfeeling  man."  She  hearkened  yet  again. 
"  Unfeeling  man,"  she  whispered,  as  she  distinctly 
heard  him  run  his  face  against  the  hat-rack.  A 
sense  of  sweet  content  possessed  her  now. — Puck. 


Ayer's  Cherry  Pectoral,  if  used  according  to  di- 
rections, is  a  speedy  cure  for  colds.  Ask  your 
druggist  for  Ayer's  Almanac. 


Mrs.  E.  N.  Taylor,  of  413  River  Street,  Manistee, 
Mich.,  testified  to  her  belief  in  Suvdman's  Soothing 
Powders  by  writing  all  the  way  to  England  for  a 
packet. 

»    ♦  -« 

Dr.  E.  0.  Cochrane,  Dentist,  850  Market, 
cor.  Stockton  (over  drug  store).    Office  hours,  9  to  5. 

—  Very  chic  Xmas  Cards  at  Cooper's. 


A  LEADING  AMERICAN  COMPANY. 


NATIONAL 


FIRE   INSURANCE 
COMPANY 
OF   HARTFORD,  CONN. 

CAPITAL,     ONE     MILLION     DOLLARS 

ASSETS,  ...  $3,244,455.98 

Pacific  Department,  409  CALIFORNIA  ST.,  S.  F. 

GEO.  D.  DORNIN,  Manager.      GEO.  W.  DORNIN,  Ass't-Manager. 


SMOKING  TOBACCO. 


All  the  talk  in  the  world  will  not  convince  you  so 

quickly  as  a  trial  that  it  is  almost  PEEPECTION.    We 

will  send  on  receipt  of  10c.  a  sample  to  any 

.    -..,,^    i  address.    Prices  of  Golden  Sceptre,   1  lb., 

~  '■■'*''! I  $1.30  ;  M  lh.,  40  cents,  postage  paid.    Cata- 

[  logue  free. 

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